but he would still have to be his psycho self like

the main difference between male and female

Aries: a female aries is lovely and charming, she has a spark to her that makes her determined to accomplish what she sets her mind to. She’s extremely erotic and open about her sexuality.

a male aries is very serious at first glance, almost shy but once they feel comfortable around you they get all weird with their drugs and anime fetiches

Taurus: a female taurus is down to earth, she appears to be quiet and softspoken but omg this girl has the craziest things going through her brain, and she will always to be hungry, is not always expressive about emotions but she gives the best gifts and hugs.

A male taurus is always really fucking strange, he’s super quirky, a gamer, addicted to game of thrones and always uses cartoon references. Funny sense of humour (borderline offensive) says love isn’t his thing, is the first one to fall.

Gemini: a gemini male almost always seems to be super attractive, either bc he’s the cute nerdy type, or the popular hot guy. really smart, likes to laugh a lot. Can be a real douche 

a female gemini is adorable and always in the mood to goof around, so freaking versatile, if she feels betrayed will spill out all ur secrets and call u out on everything bitch watch out

Cancer: cancer boys are huge babies, they are party guys, it’s all about fun and games until someone mentions ‘’love’’ and they will sit u down and ramble about what their perfect girl would be like. is always waiting on the ‘’one’’, has high af expectations but likes the simplest and most boring girls.

cancer girls are moms, they always hug you, but omg these women are so jealous with their friends, it’s like you can’t even co-exist in a room with their bestie bc they will give u the stinky eye, i can’t

Leo: leo girls are the funniest ever, end of story. they’re divas and vulgar ass men at the same time. Fashion on fleek, always looks high but it’s just their face. belongs in the 70′s.

male leos are friends with everyone, most popular guy ever, nice, likes to act all mean but it’s all playful. has a hard time settling down, deep down always wants more in a girl

Virgo: virgo women are fierce, they are softies on the inside although they always look anxious  on the outside, stressed 24/7, loves sex so much low-key addicted to it, organized but a big ass mess

virgo guys are intelectual but stubborn mofos, say a lot of dad jokes, god complex, act like they don’t know shit about trends but really loves buying clothes and dressing nice.

Libra: libra boys are guys who look like angels, so friendly and innocent, BUT BAM BITCH they hit you with their sass, they are flirty af but SO FUCKING OPINIONATED, will flat out say ‘’i don’t like girls who ____’’, expects for you to chase after them, they are actually explosive and get moody easily, really dirty jokes

libra girls are airheads, so nice and giggle all the damn time (it’s cute srry if i sound mad), they always laugh at what ur saying even if it’s dumb and not funny at all. always has a young face, most likely not very open about sexuality, modest, easily corrupted, ——–if u have a scorpio moon u are the devil regina george— :)

Scorpio: scorpio guys are psycho, 60% are sociopaths i swear, they never laugh but when they do it’s loud and crazy and no one knows why the fuck. always walk like they’re in a hurry, STARES, is a child 4ever

scorpio women are extreme, she will not shut up for hours and the next day will not speak at all. is sexual but probably a virgin, knows everyones secrets, jealous with friends, jealous with stranger guys, jealous with mom, jealous with pet, jealous with self. stalks crush and writes poems about him but will never admit it

Sagittarius: sag guys are soooooo cheesy romantic, i swear they’re the fourth water sign, literally so many emotions, likes art, falls in love so easily it’s ridiculous, IS ALWAYS FRIENDZONED OMg hilarious but with partner, lasts 4ever

Sag girls are the ones who friendzone, will forget ur name in a second, flakey, says she’s down to go out with friends and guess what, bish fell asleep.loves to gossip with u, will always wanna hook u up with her friends or find out details about ur crush. does the dirty work for everyone

Capricorn:  cap girls are outspoken, bitchy but if she likes you she will defend u till death (she’s still gonna be a bitch to u but a softer one), confident AF, always looks ready to go to a club, boys everywhere like girl where’d u get these bruhs from. everywhere you go, guys will flock them, will make u feel like a potato bc she’s so perfect. has a hard time making decisions and letting go

cap male is competitive, ambitious, smells gooooood, style on fleek, the funniest guy ever, dark humour, smart with money, is probably gonna be a CEO, mommy’s boy, loves whiskey idk, eats SO MUCH like more than anyone, is a puppy on the inside, fuckboy but diehard romantic deep down.

Aquarius: aquarius guys always look cool, bad boy, they look like they dont care (spoiler alert: they don’t) has like 219 ex girlfriends and another hundred friends with benefits, smart ass, feels superior to everyone, thinks he’s so deep, he probably is but can never show it so no one believes him.

 aqua girls are always popular, the quirky one, the one who likes things ‘’no one else likes’’, a huge hipster, simple but attractive, has so many guys who wanna be with her and she acts like she doesn’t even notice. has so many guy friends (theyallwannabangher but ok) probably artsy, has good taste in music

Pisces: pisces men walk so fucking fast, probably because of their fucking long ass legs, has a serious face almost like he’s analizing the situation but in reality they’re thinking about memes (has amazing memes), never follows his heart, has strong feelings but rarely ever acts on them. is in love with someone they dont know, always has that little shine in their eyes

pisces girls are always the cute girl, the baby, the good one. deep down these girls will say dirty shit and has that evil side that always wants to come out and play, easily makes friends, is a disney princess and loves warm things. 

salvainterra  asked:

i love mob so much please for the love of god tell me about ur feelings on 100% ecstasy

OH BOY WILL I !!! ABSOLUTELY 100% (pun unintended but warmly embraced) 

out of all the 100% events, ecstasy is my favorite. the drama… the tragedy… will fiction EVER peak like this again? i don’t think so. but BEFORE I DELVE INTO ALL OF THAT, there’s something i want to talk about first: mob’s psychic powers as an expression of his emotions. 

we all know that mob suppresses his emotions to avoid outbursts of psychic power. but THAT implies that mob’s psychic power is a form of self expression, in the same way that body language is expression. 

he can direct his psychic powers – the same way we can direct our bodies’ actions – but there are other components that are difficult to stop, similar to how people’s shoulders tend to hunch when they’re angry or upset, how they subconsciously cross their arms and direct their feet away when something is making them uncomfortable, etc. 

unless you know about these bits of body language, and make a deliberate attempt to suppress them, it’s difficult to stop your body from revealing something about your emotions. similarly, one function of mob’s psychic power is as an extension of the way he expresses himself. these things happen subconsciously and mostly without mob’s control. 

for example, one of the trademarks of mob’s 100% events is that mob starts releasing waves of psychic power that push his hair back. other side effects include cracking the ground under him, often to dramatic effect.

mob doesn’t push his hair up on purpose, it’s just something that happens – as a result of him releasing his pent-up emotions in the form of psychic power. these little bits of expression aren’t something he can control.

mob also says something REALLY INTERESTING in his first 100% event:

during 100% rage mob uses his psychic powers to fight dimple, yes, but these lines suggest that his outburst of power happened because he finally had to express his anger. and that implies that, in order to show his emotions, and express himself, mob has to use his psychic powers. 

which is something he almost never allows himself to do. 

never forget the disdain / loathing mob had for himself at the beginning of the manga, and how convinced he was that he couldn’t allow himself to express himself OTHERWISE SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN. 

further material to consider: the lines that he said right before his 100% animosity / hostility event 


at this point, mob hasn’t taken any action against koyama yet. his outburst of psychic power, radiating outward and blanketing the area, is not doing anything but expressing his hostility – to the extent that mob expects koyama to be able to feel it. 

in addition to that, during mob’s fight with toichirou, he cycles rapidly through a LOT of emotions, and this is what he says about it:

canon suggests that it’s not just a buildup of of emotions that cause his powers to run amok; allowing his powers to run amok also allows himself to feel the full intensity of his emotions. his psychic powers are key to expressing himself.

I COULD GO ON… but i’ll just leave things here for now. to summarize: mob subconsciously uses his psychic powers to express his emotions, which is why suppressing his emotions also suppresses his psychic powers. 

figure 1: a helpful venn diagram of things 


the fight against toichirou is possibly the first time mob has been able to fully utilize his psychic powers. the first time he’s had to, even. all the unconscious limits he’s put on himself – not allowing his psychic power to go free, stifling his emotions and powers – all come undone. 

mob is allowing himself to be himself, wholly and fully. he’s removed his inhibitions. he’s running wild and free. he’s no longer expending energy trying to regulate his psychic powers – he’s allowing himself to feel. this intensity of emotion and action is something mob has never given himself before, and the freedom of it… feels good. incredibly so. he feels free, he feels alive, and toichirou – the only individual to ever stand on a level close to mob’s – understands perfectly. 

this is a level of joy mob has never felt before. 

the release of his psychic power even comes hand in hand with mob’s body language becoming much freer and more expressive than it is in daily life. look at him go!! mob, for the first time in years… letting himself feel the intensity of his emotions, just as they really are.  

but of course his happiness isn’t going to last 

because mob wants to be a part of society, and he thinks he has to keep his psychic powers sequestered away in order to do that. his greatest fear is accidentally hurting the people he loves with his own psychic power, and when he remembers that possibility… 

the tragedy of 100% ecstasy is that – for just a brief moment, mob released himself from his self-imposed limits. for a moment, he let himself really feel, he let himself be, and in that moment he experienced a richness, an intensity, a moment of being so utterly present and alive that it brought himself to heights he’d never reached before. 

 and mob will never willingly allow himself to do that ever again. 

Lucky Number 24 - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 5008

Warnings: Smut

Notes: Lacrosse Week Special for my favorite bby, Stiles. I can’t believe I just wrote this. I never intended for it to actually turn into that but I got to the point I wanted to, and kinda couldn’t stop from there.

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psycho 02 / taehyung

Originally posted by sunshine-yj

summary: ‘’you’re mine now baby girl’’

warning and a note: this story has some sexual harassment in it so if you are uncomfortable with reading this kind of story please stop right here, i understand this might be hurtful to some people but this is just my crazy imagination and I’m sorry if you have ever experienced anything like this and I also wish this doesn’t happen to anyone ever, i know that taehyung isn’t like this in real life this is just a story


‘’scared of me?’’ taehyung hissed in your ear making you shiver all over your body. he had his hands still on you, getting more and more into you pressing you firmly against the door. with no where to run or to do anything you could just stay still and wait for it what’s to happen. taehyung didn’t seem like he’s going to let go of you that easily, it’s like he enjoyed whatever he was doing but out of unknown reason. and the most important question why and why you?

he moved his face down to your neck, feeling the hot heath of his breath on your skin made you nervous and most importantly scared. you could feel something wet on your skin and soon you noticed he was pressing his lips on your neck right where you’re sweet spot was. since you found him quite attractive it was very hard to fight back and refuse to make him stop what he was doing. but the feeling he was giving you, well you have never felt something like that. trying to move your neck out of his way didn’t work since he then put one of his hands on your neck turning it to his left side he then glided his tongue on your neck.

‘’stop please…’’ you finally managed to say while he just laughed into your neck doing it over and over again. what was even more surprising is that you didn’t cry, usually in a situation where a guy is doing something a girl fights back but you just stood there. maybe it was the alcohol or you just found him attractive, or should we say hot.

‘’taehyung…’’ you said but this time it wasn’t your normal way of saying it, it sounded like you moaned his name a bit. you instantly felt hot and you could feel blood rush all over your body. 

‘’yes baby girl? am i making you feel good’’ moving his face away from your neck he finally looks up at you with his eyes. those eyes that he gave you just minutes before he caught you in the bathroom. licking his lips he ran his thumb over your’s as he kept staring at them. each time he would touch you it gave you goosebumps but at the same time also some fear. 

realizing this is all so wrong you get a chance of pushing him back with full force as he landed on the ground hitting his head on the rim of the bathtub. quickly turning around and trying to get out, he was again too fast for you so this time he pressed his chest against your back while your head was against the door. 

‘’you trying to mess with me huh?’’ his hot breath was replaced with a cold one but it wasn’t his breath. it was something sharp almost cutting your skin. noticing how he pushed your head back a bit in the mirror you saw that he was holding a knife against your neck. a smaller one though that he pulled out of his pockets before slamming you against the door again.

‘’taehyung…please don’t..’’ fearing for yourself you started crying. tears kept coming and coming now finally you were scared for your own life. not knowing what he wants was even scarier and also with no chance to run you just waited until he would slit your throat.

he suddenly packs his knife back into his pocket turning you around just like he did before only to hold your face in his hands. he made you look up at him as his eyes were different. filled with sadness he ran both of his thumbs against your cheeks wiping the tears away.

‘’teaehyung let me go please why are you doing this to me?’’ you managed to say back but between sobs. who knows what time it was and if your friend is worried sick where you are. reality is she isn’t here and she cannot help you. you are on your own in this.

‘’shhh baby don’t cry…were going to go home okay? i’m so sorry i never wanted to make you cry it is all may fault’’ you noticed tears at the corner of his eyes but you just didn’t get it why in the world was he crying at all. you were the one in pain while he was enjoying whatever he was doing. 

you nodded at his comment and he opened the door holding you by the waist, almost digging his fingers into your skin making sure you won’t escape. as the two of you were passing by the crowds you noticed your friend was no where to be seen, as she might of went home or is looking for you. taehyung started leading you to his car opening the door and buckling you in. for sure you thought he was going to take you home, just in that moment you felt as he realized he was doing wrong things. calming your self down he started the car and you didn’t even care if he was drunk or not you just wanted to get home and go to sleep. forever forget about all of this.

but soon you saw that the two of you were getting further and further from the city. the shiny road was now replaced with a dark one, no light around except the one his car was giving. less and less houses were beside the road or if the houses were there they were all so bad looking. basically as if no one hasn’t lived there for years.

‘’taehyung where are you taking me? my house isn’t there..’’

he turned to you around with one hand on the wheel the other one placed now on your thigh, giving you a smirk he proceeded to say

‘’you’re not going anywhere, you’re mine now baby girl’’

okay here we go

last week Ciampa came out to deliver a monologue that blew my damn mind and we have to talk about it.

the first thing he does (once the audience lets him talk) is pretend to call Johnny out to the ring, knowing full well that Johnny isn’t there.

it’s a classic heelish moment, and it reminds me of Kevin Owens coming out to Sami’s music after NXT Takeover Unstoppable. Like Kevin, Tommaso is deliberately antagonizing the audience by giving them hope of seeing a someone that they love and are currently worried about, and then squashing that hope and reminding the audience that not only is that person not here, but they’re not here because Tommaso/Kevin hurt them so much that they are unable to be here.

But that’s where the parallels end. Kevin played that little joke because it was fun. Tommaso did it because (as we learn) he hates us and he wanted to make a point.

(of course the answer is no. we don’t want to replace Johnny. we don’t want to replace EITHER OF THEM. but Tommaso doesn’t believe that.)

this has got to be one of the most interesting heel turns i have ever seen. Tommaso isn’t motivated by greed or ambition. His motivation was his own self-esteem, not ego. Just the simple belief that he is valuable

now there are things about the way he handled this that make him unequivocally a heel obviously (Attacks a face: check, Attacks the Audience: check; Coward: check, altho in an unusual way. he was too cowardly to find out if johnny would wait for him while he was on injured-leave. he would rather burn everything to the fucking ground, then risk being replaced and hurt), but the root of his heelness isn’t a heel quality. and that’s pretty interesting.

The way he works to include the audience as an active participant in the heel turn is also very very cool.

you see, everything that happened to Johnny at NXT Takeover: Chicago is our fault.

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Summary: When a friend turns up after a breakup for comfort, will Steve finally take the opportunity to admit his feelings? 

Warnings: Unprotected sex. 


If there was one thing Steve Rogers could accomplish where women were involved, it was being chivalrous to the ever painful T; where you were involved, though, it was an entirely selfish endeavor. If he held a door, it was only to watch your ass as you walked past. If he offered to help you out of one of Tony’s particularly low sitting cars, it was purely to feel the silk of your skin and the velvet of your “thank you” wash over him for however brief the moment. And worst? When he helped you into your coat tonight. God, he took two showers and he still could not shake the scent from your hair as it brushed his nose.

Now he was sprawled out on the couch in the living room area of the Avengers compound with the TV on as a haphazard distraction. A light from Wanda’s room lit up the hallway on the second story and easy melodies from her guitar slowly, slowly unwound the tangled strings of his heart. If he listened hard enough, he was sure to pick out Sam’s snores and Tony and Rhodes bickering from the workshop below his feet.

His phone buzzed on the coffee table and he jumped at the distraction. An audible groan fled his lips when he saw your name lighting it up.

‘You up?’ It said.

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Character study: Kageyama Ritsu

I´ve heard many of my friends say that they find it difficult to understand Ritsu’s actions in Mob Psycho 100 anime. I agree that he is a controversial character with complex feelings but as I think I can relate to him a lot, I figured I’d do a character study on him. Enjoy and feel free to come to talk to me about our boys!

“To me, my brother is the standard of the world.”

This is the basis of Ritsu´s worldview. He looks up to Mob in everything and tries his best to copy him. He’s quiet and modest like Mob and doesn’t want to stand out in any way. But one thing he lacks that Mob has: psychic powers.

Now, just to make it clear: Ritsu is not obsessed, edgy, emo or mean. He is caring, but he is also lonely and deeply hurt. This is my main view on him.

Ritsu has high standards for a normal person with no chances to attain physic powers. He’s also very hard on himself. He’s not proud of himself even when he’s so hard-working and great at school, just because he lacks one thing he thinks is fundamental. I think that actually, Ritsu has very low self-esteem. It shows when he can’t forgive himself for that one imperfection and he isn’t content with just being himself. So when everyone around him showers him with praise of how perfect and good he is, it just fuels his self-hatred because “no, you’ve got it all wrong; I’m far from being even decent.”

Then the student council’s vice president Tokugawa tells him in traffic lights “don’t try to act like your brother.” I could interpret the expression on Ritsu’s face only as one of dread. He probably felt like he had got caught: his demand of perfection for himself also includes that no one could know about his struggles.

The other thing besides his high demands towards himself that defines Ritsu is his loneliness. It’s shown that despite his popularity at school, he has no close friends. His relationship with Mob is also shaped by Ritsu’s fears and self-esteem issues and is far from being truthful. Sadly, Mob, who is unable to read people properly, have no idea what’s going on with his brother until episode 8.

Ritsu still loves his brother. Ritsu doesn’t care about himself but he does care about Mob and he uses a lot of his energy making sure Mob is happy. It’s easier to focus your love on somebody else when you don’t love yourself. Ritsu doesn’t give it at all to himself so his all is directed to Mob which makes it sometimes a little extreme. For example, Ritsu starts The Big Cleanup on accident when he wanted to make the school a better place for Mob.

Ritsu claims that he doesn’t love his brother in order to cover up his lack of self-esteem. He tells himself that he’s making sure that Mob is happy because "he fears what would happen if he would upset Mob in any way.” He goes so far as to tell Mob that “the buddy-buddy brothers act ends now.” But Mob is right when he answers “I can tell. That’s a lie”, because it truly is a lie, which is revealed at a moment later when Ritsu rushes to stop Koyama from hurting Mob. He´s in tears and that´s not a face of someone who doesn´t care at all.

Ritsu is not a bad person. Ritsu step up for the other Awakening Lab kids in order to save them and got himself beaten. Maybe it was his “duty” because he is the only one in that group with psychic powers suited for fighting, but I think otherwise. I’m actually very concerned of how little he values himself.

The controversy with Mob and the fight with Koyama after that changed Ritsu a lot. He snapped out of his own, corrupt mindset and become a person he truly is. In episode 9 he is way more friendly with the Awakening Lab kids, complimenting them and cooperating with them.

So what explains Ritsu´s actions towards Onigawara and his earlier violence? I could say that before attaining his powers, his struggling has come near a breaking point. During that time Ritsu’s pain exceeds his kindness. He feels alone and he’s hurt and to be honest I’m not surprised when he takes it out on others when giving the chance. He doesn’t try to stop Kamuro from blackmailing people because Ritsu is so tired of his own suffering but what he actually ends up doing by that is to hurt himself more. It’s like he punishes himself of not being perfect in his own standards by baring “the truth” to others, too. Which means rebelling against the “perfect boy” he’s been labelled with. He’s tired of hiding his true feelings so he takes it out finally. And what comes out is violence because that is what he feels inside: pain. It feels good in a way, to be finally free, so he continues. No one cares about him so he’s not going to care about his victims, either. “I’ve lost my limits. I have obtained a loss”, means just that.

But the good person Ritsu is always there, too. Ritsu feels good using violence but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t feel guilty, too. Ritsu’s powers awaken when he had passed the breaking point in his mental stress (just like Claw tried to forcefully awaken psychic powers in people using extreme mental and physical stress, i.e. pain). After that, his corruption and guilt only fuels them. One would have thought Ritsu’s issues would have been solved when he´d attain psychic powers, but that’s not true. In this point he is in so deep he’s unable to feel good even when his lifelong dream has come true. In his mind he is still far from being decent because of what he had done. Actually he doesn’t want to be this kind of person who hurts others. So he doesn’t continue when Kamuro breaks down.

By the way, I´m not a fan of “Ritsu hates Reigen” belief. He’s cold towards the man, yes, but that´s because he suspects that Reigen is only using Mob. He’s cold towards Mezato, too, when she wants to write an article about Mob. There is nothing hostile behind it, only suspiciousness.

Ritsu is a loving little brother and I think he would make a very loyal and good friend. A friend is what he needs the most, after all. (That’s why I’m very excited about Shou!) Plus I´m loving the fact that his hobby is writing diary byeee

Lastly, we need to remember that Ritsu is only 13. He’s just a kid and he’s bound to make mistakes while figuring out how the world works. He’s at the age where he’s starting to form a personality so of course it’s still fluid and incomplete. His journey to become himself is only at the beginning.

Hot Neighbor

Written for: Supernatural Hiatus Writing Challenge - Week 3

Prompt:  “Could you be any louder?” 

Relationship: Dean x Reader

Words: 1517

Warnings: Fluff, Language, Dean being awesome. 

A/N: Week three down. Tags are at the bottom. Feedback is greatly appreciated.

Summary: Trying to collect her stuff from her exes apartment proves difficult until the hot neighbor next door helps her out. 

    You banged again on the door, “Arthur, open the fucking door right now!” Still, no response so you hit it again. All you wanted was to get your things and get as far away from your boyfriend as soon as possible. Well, technically he’s your ex now based on the compromising position you found him in the other night. Not to mention with your sister of all people. You banged again harder than before, “Let me in!”

    The apartment door behind you swung open and you turned trying to wipe away the tears from your eyes to face his neighbor. Your mouth dropped at how gorgeous his neighbor was with his sparkling green eyes, freckles, and his strong arms. The man was wearing a pair of flannel pajama pants with a tight white T-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders and looked like he was pissed, “Could you be any louder, Princess?”

   “God I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking I just want my shit back from this asshole and he won’t open the door. I know he’s in there,” you spit out falling back against the wall and sliding down as you felt another wave of hurt. “I’m sorry.”

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Teru (& some TeruMob) meta

Warning: contains some fandom salt, oops.

Fandom opinion from what I have gathered so far tends to either characterize Teru as this pure boy who has a crush on or lives for the attention of Mob and gets nervous and anxious over it like a shoujo heroine, OR this somewhat edgy yandere that fucks a girl every week and would probably choke and abuse Mob or something… and I fucking cringe.

Both are so wrong I don’t even know where to begin and I know both characterizations are passive aggressive wars between “antis” and “nasties” but lol, that’s something I am not coming within a 20 ft pole of and I can’t stand when ppl warp characterization to piss off the other parts of a fandom instead of reading carefully with canon… but I digress.

I think what’s jarring and easily misinterpreted is Teru’s change of behavior following his battle with Mob.

There was a great Tumblr post awhile back (which seems to have been deleted, argh) that hypothesized that Teru’s change in personality is an example of altruistic surrender.

Altruistic surrender refers to an ego-defence mechanism postulated by Anna Freud by which a person internalizes the values of another person and lives his or her life in accordance with those values.

I never took a psych class so I’m not going to delve into this further but this makes a lot of sense, since Teru’s previous identity and system of values took such a huge collapse that it’s impossible for him to formulate and rebuild it quickly, so he latches onto and internalizes Mob’s values, which does ultimately change him for the better and is a powerful driving force in him learning to reform his own personality, but does clash with his inherent personality traits to an extent.

Teru says during his battle with Mob that “people can’t change that easily” and that point is simultaneously right and wrong regarding himself. On the surface, it seems like he’s suddenly changed, but that’s because his entire world has been uprooted to the point he can’t return to it so he’s substituting believing in (and thus admiring) Mob until he figures himself out again.

However, for a person with stubborn pride like Teru, when that pride is shattered it doesn’t smooth out immediately, but impales the person on its pieces. You definitely see flashes of those gaping wounds post-defeat - an example being when he intimidates Ritsu, which I believe was both genuine advice and a way to vent frustration with his own former self.

In the manga, you see that Teru gets addicted to developing and refining his psychic power and learning multiple techniques. Sure, it’s probably because it’s useful if he and Mob ever have to fight a shady organization again (and they do), but on some level he’s still trying to surpass Mob in some way. He’s not demanding Mob acquiesce to his values like he did initially, but he’s trying to prove, perhaps both to Mob and himself that he’s an equal - since he can’t match Mob in overwhelming power reserves, he makes up for it in versatility. And from my point of view he seems to be always, on some subconscious level, trying to figure out why he wants to prove himself to Mob - as a friend? A rival? Maybe both? Why? Does he simply want peace of mind by proving that point? Or does he want to ‘repay’ Mob for ‘saving’ him? Shrugs, we can never know exactly but those are both possible.

It’s interesting that Teru’s catchphrase is “I am an ordinary person” and it seems like something he both accepts and fights at the same time. He accepts it in that he’s gotten through to his head that psychic powers don’t make him a better person inherently, they’re just another talent, etc. He fights it because he simply has too much ambition to sit quietly and not be outstanding in some way (“through effort, I have become an exception”).

Unlike Mob, he doesn’t easily accept being ‘nothing’ and having ‘no presence’ - he doesn’t quite have the strength of heart to embrace that ideal without looking back. But I do feel like this time the way he deals with it is healthier because he wants to stand out for genuine hard-earned achievement, not arbitrary factors he was born into.

Now, I’ll address the characterization in most TeruMob fics of Teru as the “nervous blushing shoujo heroine” and WHY I think people make that mistake a lot of times when writing fluff. Those writers aren’t 100% utterly WRONG in reading how Teru would act towards Mob in a romantic fanon context but they oversimplify his internal thought processes and fixate too much on the tropey outwards actions.

Teru has never had a real friend before Mob because his previous “friendships” were for status and ego boosts. Mob saw through that facade while everybody else bought into it.

There’s a lot that could give him anxiety re: forming his first friendship because it’s new and difficult and he’s learning as he goes along without being able to skip any steps, and also because Mob is particularly difficult to read as is. Teru and Mob, in the earlier stages of their friendship (outside of the necessary temporary alliance in the Claw infiltration arc) would probably be very awkward as both of them can easily be concerned with what could go wrong.

Mob is bad at reading the atmosphere, and Teru is not the greatest at genuine communication without putting up a front, so you can imagine how that goes.

Now if we’re going the route of implying Teru having romantic feelings for Mob, that complicates things further. Teru’s dated girls for show but when it comes to somebody he genuinely likes… given the way he’s handled facing his own emotional problems thus far I’m inclined to think he’d be in denial. While Mob’s clinical, pathological compartmentalization of his emotions made him a literal time bomb of sorts, Teru is more of the “self-aware but actively avoiding” type is my interpretation. And frankly speaking, there’s a lot that could go wrong should he get into a relationship with somebody he has genuine feelings for because he has too much to unpack about himself. His admiration of Mob in general would prompt him to also keep those feelings under wraps because the friendship is already an intricate maze to navigate.

Again, everything I’ve just explained is probably where TeruMob fic writers are coming from but they tend to gloss over or skip depicting these parts and thus end up with a hollow shell of what could have been. Also, for anime-only watchers, it’s easy to not get a good grasp on Teru (because you miss out on his technique-developing obsession and what that implies) I feel.

Dean vs. Build-A-Bear

Requested by: @sea040561 (it’s not letting me tag you im screamin)
Characters: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 1354 
Warnings: none!
Synopsis/request: Dean’s a dork who goes to build-a-bear for the readers birthday present. That’s it. 


Dean had been through a lot during the 38 years he had walked the Earth. In fact, sometimes he had a hard time keeping track of it all. There was the occasional apocalypse, wars between heaven and hell, purgatory, even God’s psycho sister had “graced” the Winchester with her presence. But never in his life did he expect to have stood in one of the most terrifying places on God’s Earth.

A freakin’ Build-A-Bear.

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anonymous asked:

How about the guys reacting to their partner, who's always had long hair, coming home with a stylish short cut? Who would panic at first? XD

Funny, I just got my hair cut today and it’s much shorter than I am used to hehe~ These scenarios aren’t all compliant to your exact request- but hair cuts have happened and the boys all have their own way of reacting. My personal favourite is Ignis because… *sighs dreamily* <3

Tagging: @blindbae, @itshaejinju, @hypaalicious, @rubyphilomela, and @the-lucian-archives :D <3

Noctis: Noctis had always liked your long hair. He liked to thread his fingers through your silky locks idly as he played on his phone or listened to you speak. It was a relaxing motion for him, and he absolutely loved the way your hair felt against his fingers. So when you arrived at his apartment one day with a short, stylish bob and a cute front-fringe, Noctis was a little upset.

“Why didn’t you… how could you… you didn’t even tell me!” Noctis cried out, his tone incredulous as he pointed at your new bob. You immediately teared up, thinking that Noctis absolutely hated your new look. You just wanted to try something different. You didn’t think Noctis would outright oppose your new look.

“I’m s-sorry!” you whimpered quietly, wringing your hands in front of you as your eyes misted over. Noctis immediately balked at your reaction to his questions and took a tentative step forward, his arms open and ready to bring you close. He stood apart from you for a few awkward moments as you stood in front of him, extremely upset about Noctis’ adverse reaction to your new haircut.

However, you suddenly felt his familiar touch on your head, threading through your hair pleasurably. Your eyes shot to his deep blue hues, wide in surprise.

“Huh?” you managed to ask, unintelligibly. Noctis blushed and averted his gaze from your face, still running his hand over your short hair.

“You look cute. And it feels nice. It really suits you… and stuff.”

You sniffled and managed to pull him in for a hug. He willingly conceded and you smiled against his chest.

Classic Noctis.

Prompto: Prompto’s been rallying you on about getting a haircut for the summer. He really liked the pixie cut look that he’d been seeing in all the photography and fashion magazines he was into lately. You, however, were comfortable hiding behind your long, wavy locks of hair.

Prompto didn’t really push you to make the change, but there were times he liked to talk about the possibility of having matching hair with you. He’d be really light hearted about it, but you would mostly feel bad for resisting his gentle prodding on the topic of your hair.

On your sunshine boy’s birthday, you decide to take the plunge and go to the hair salon and get your long locks cut into a stylish pixie cut. You ended up crying a little as huge chunks of your beautiful hair were being cut off. But then, you looked into the mirror with puffy red eyes at the end of the whole ordeal and found yourself breaking into a smile.

You looked pretty cute with short hair.

You met Prompto that afternoon, and insisted that he turn his back to you so that you could surprise him with your present. He was really excited, so he turned around immediately and submitted to your request. You carefully made your way towards him, suddenly feeling nervous about your hair and the way you looked. You weren’t quite so sure Prompto would like how it turned out. But you kept yourself moving forward until you stood directly behind your boyfriend. You tapped his shoulder tentatively.

“You can turn around now.”

He turned around, and for a moment, he didn’t seem to register that you were standing there in front of him. His clear blue eyes were clouded with slight confusion before they flew wide open in recognition.

“YOU LOOK AMAZING I LOVE YOU!” Prompto practically screamed into your face, wrapping you into a rather suffocating embrace. You grinned, happy that he was happy. You already missed your long hair, but you were overdue for a change. And besides, your hair would grow back in time.

The happiness Prompto exhibited with you on the day of his birthday: that was both timeless and priceless.

Gladio: You were livid when you realised that Gladio had accidentally chopped off more than half of your silky pony tail in the middle of one of his great sword manoeuvres during your training session. Gladio himself immediately dropped his weapon and quickly assumed a protective stance as he watched you tense up.

You were ready to pounce in anger- that much, he was sure of.

“You idiot! How many times do I have to tell you to watch where you swing that thing?!” you screeched, trying to bring whatever remained of your pony tail to the front of your face. There really wasn’t much left. You cried out in frustration and made a choking motion towards Gladio, who flinched away from your movements. “I could have been BEHEADED- we’re LUCKY it was only my hair!”

“Yeah babe, how lucky is that? We should be soooo happy about that-” Gladio tried to smile at you, but your glare was absolutely terrifying. Gladio gulped and stood in his spot, amber eyes averted to the ground, looking like a boy being scolded by his parents. The whole situation would have been comical to you if it hadn’t involved your favourite part of your body- your HAIR.

“SHUT UP AMICITIA! You… I can’t LOOK at you right now, Six… I’m out of here.” You stormed out of the training room, leaving Gladio behind looking extremely sorry, and slightly amused. He walked towards your beautiful locks which were simply lying on the training room floor, oblivious to their owner’s minor melt-down.

“Damn, I screwed up.”

That evening, you forced yourself up to the apartment you shared with Gladio, hoping that he wasn’t in. You timidly toyed with the ends of your very short, newly styled hair. You teared up a little bit- you had NEVER had short hair since you were called a tomboy back in pre-school for liking your father’s signature bowl cut. You liked being that girl with the nice, long, princess-like hair.

Gladio went and ruined that today with his macho moves in the training room. You heaved a loud sigh and pushed your front door open, slightly annoyed to find it unlocked. Gladio was already in.

“Babe, I made din- whoa…” Gladio trailed off as he walked into the room, carrying two steaming cup noodles in each hand. His mouth was agape and his beautiful face looked kind of stupid. You almost giggled, but you were feeling much too self-conscious to do so.

You gulped and glared at your boyfriend. “What the hell are you looking at, Gladio?” you said, peeved.

Gladio shrugged, placing the cup noodles onto the coffee table in the living room before approaching you slowly, eying you up and down. His eyes lingered on your face, and he reached out to cup his large palm on your cheek.

“You’re so beautiful. Damn… if I’d known you’d look this sexy with short hair, I would have shanked your hair off a long time ago…” Gladio trailed off, absolutely mystified with your new look. You flushed at his words and sharply tapped his hand away from your face.

“I… thanks Gladdy.” You relented with a sigh. Gladio smiled boyishly, warming your insides at the sight of his real smile, as he leaned down to press his lips gently against yours. You sighed into his chaste kiss before he pulled away and looped his hands around your waist securely.

“You’re gorgeous. Seriously. I’m gonna do the worst things to you tonight, but this time, you’ll be the one pulling my hair.”

You shivered in his hold and nodded, staring right into his hooded amber eyes.

“I look forward to it, Gladio.”

Ignis: You were in tears as Ignis tried to wash out the extremely sticky Crème Broulee remnants out of your loose, long hair. You whimpered as Ignis’ fingers tugged rather harshly on your strands. Ignis made soothing noises and sighed in a minor show of frustration.

“It’s no good dear, we’re going to have to-”

“NO!” you screamed, whirling on your boyfriend with upset tears in your eyes. “I can’t cut my hair! It’s my treasure!” you cry out emphatically, gesturing harshly at your ruined hair with your sticky fingers. Ignis merely offered you a sad look and shrugged his broad shoulders.

“I’m sorry sweet heart. It’s out of my hands now. Literally.” With that said, Ignis walked away to wash his hands, leaving you standing in front of the tent with your face fixed into a rather permanent looking pout. Noctis approached you, scissors in his hand.

You backed away from the prince, shaking your head slowly.

“No. Get the hell away from me, you psycho. You, of all people, are not to come anywhere NEAR my hair. My head, actually… DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO USE THOSE?!” you cried out in surprise as Noctis drew even closer, his midnight blue eyes glinting at you in determination.

“I used to cut my own hair because I didn’t trust Ignis or the royal attendants to do it. They always cut it too short. Please, let me help you!” Noctis attempted to convince you, but his constantly apathetic tone didn’t do much to aid in that domain.

“Noct, no.”

“Y/n, yes.” Noctis replied back, still converging on you.

You felt a sudden surge of familiar magic envelope you and you tried to fight the headiness that took over. You attempted to keep your eyes open, but they slipped shut quickly, and you pitched forward into Noctis’ conveniently waiting arms.

The punk had used his ancient, royal magic to put you to sleep. So he could help cut your hair and fix your sticky predicament.

Wow. Just wow.

When you came to, you actually screamed when you ran your hand through your short locks. You jumped up and immediately went looking for Noctis, who was hiding behind an amused Gladio and equally scared Prompto.

“Shit, she’s awake Iggy!” Prompto squealed at the sight of you. You seethed, upset at the fact that you had your hair cut off without your consent. You turned towards Ignis, and stopped in your tracks at the soft look he was shooting your way. His moss green eyes blinked slowly at the sight of you, and you felt yourself begin to blush a little. You tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear and shrugged at Ignis.

“I look weird.”

“You look absolutely adorable, my darling cupcake.” Ignis said, his voice filled with adoration. You vaguely heard Gladio, Noctis and Prompto snigger at Ignis’ new term of endearment for you. Ignoring them, you stepped up towards Ignis and shyly looked up at him through your lashes, surprised to find your anger had quickly abated.

You had never seen Ignis’ gaze so soft before. You felt like you were about to melt into a puddle of goo right there and then in front of him.

“I do?” you questioned. Ignis nodded and brought his hands to gently cup your face in his glove-less palms. You sighed at the contact. You felt so loved that very moment.

He drew his face closer to yours and kissed you gently on the tip of your nose.

“You do. My precious cupcake.”

You ignored the giggles and chuckles erupting behind you and Ignis as you hugged your boyfriend, grateful for his positive reaction to your not-so-professionally cut short hair style.

You decided you’d let Noctis live. For now.

The Things She Carried

Part 4. Human After All

Dean x Reader

Masterpost with all the parts

Summary: Dean meets a huntress. Well, he would define her a robot. At least until he gets to know her…

Word Count: 1700+

Warnings: Potentially triggering for those who have lost their mom.

Tags: @mrswhozeewhatsis @daydreamingintheimpala @mysoul4dean @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @amoreagron @spnfangirl1965 @aristtewinchesterholmes @thisisthelilith @chelsea072498 @aiaranradnay @skymoonandstardust @apeshit7x @anokhi07 @tatortot2701 @jerkbitchidjitassbutt @mangasia @squirrellover1967@sharkeeshark @maui137 @electricbluecas @kazchester-fanfiction @gabavaldman @riversong-sam @lavieenlex @zanthiasplace @holywaterbucketchallenge @soullessbabee @loricwizardbluetoastedcake @extreme-supernatural-lover @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday @barneybrigade @iliketowrite02 @itschelseabennett @mogaruke @stormisamystery

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Why I ship Sangwoo/Bum

It was a couple months ago when I first found out about Killing Stalking since it was all over my dash back then. It didn’t take me long to find out what it is and what it’s about; a Korean BL manhwa in which the main character stalks his crush just to find out his crush is actually a serial killer and then ends up in his basement.
And I just thought “Wtf?! Why is this so damn popular? Do the fans actually ship the main characters? Are you supposed to ship them?? That is crazy!” But ofc, you can’t judge smth like this until you actually read it yourself - so I did.
At first, I was all for Bum saving himself smh but as kept reading, I eventually realized that Bum is just as messed up as Sangwoo - not in the same way but still messed up. They’re both crazy. They are made for each other.
Think about it, is there anyone other than Sangwoo who could actually handle being with Bum? I doubt it. Is there anyone other than Bum who would actually want to be with the real Sangwoo? Definitely not.

As far as both their “love lives” go, prior to chapter one, I daresay they were basically repeating the same pattern over and over again. For Bum, it meant falling in love with someone - or rather getting obsessed with someone - just to end up being hated by them. For Sangwoo, it meant dating(?) girls and then eventually bringing them to his house where he would fuck and then kill them (and possibly torture them in between).
Both of these patterns find an end when Sangwoo and Bum… well… find each other. For the first time, Bum is obsessed with someone who doesn’t actually repay his love with hatred. I guess, at first, he is a nuisance to Sangwoo, then he is kind of a pet but right now, he is his partner in crime. As much as Bum might annoy him at times, Sangwoo doesn’t dislike having his attention and love.
As for Sangwoo, I think Bum is the first person he tried to torture and kill who hasn’t really resisted him. Bum has been mostly meek and obedient. Not to mention that Bum still loves Sangwoo despite everything he has done to him. I’m pretty sure none of Sangwoo’s other victims were like that.
Basically, no sane person would be with Bum - cuz his obsessive nature turns them off - just like no one in their right mind would want to be with Sangwoo - cuz he always tries to murder them. So in a sense, they found their perfect match in each other cuz Sangwoo doesn’t mind Bum’s obsession with him and Bum could stand the abuse and the murder attempts Sangwoo put him through and still love him. (Goodness, this is so fucked up. I love it though.) This is something that I think gets more and more evident as the story progresses. And it’s the main reason I actually ship this pariring.

Other things about this relationship that I love are Bum’s (more or less) unwavering love for Sangwoo and the fact that Sangwoo only shows his real self when he is with Bum. The first one is self-explanatory I guess; Bum loves Sangwoo no matter what. Literally, no matter what.
And Sangwoo, who lives a double life, was alone up until now. He pretends to be this perfect, charming guy as soon as he steps out of the house when in reality he is, well, fucking crazy. The only people he would show his true self to were his victims right before he killed them. But now - that he has someone in his life who loves him even though he’s a psycho - there is at least that one person who he can be himself around.

These things are considered romantic in normal ships, but I honestly find them endearing in this pairing, too.

Just to be clear, I can’t and don’t speak for any other shippers, these are just my reasons for shipping Sangbum. And I don’t expect or want to make anyone ship Sangbum with this. I just needed to get this out of my system.

Sleeping Arrangements (1/4)

When Emma Swan was sixteen, all she wanted was her own bed. The night before her wedding, however, she laughs at her teenage self because she would give her right arm for the pirate to be here too.

Rating: M

Me when I started this: I’m going to write something cute and light before the wedding.

Me 5,000 words in: Hahaha, fuck that idea.

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When Emma Swan was sixteen, she shared a bed with three other girls and wished for nothing more than a single amount of space that was her own. Staring up at the peeling, off-coloured wall of her the bedroom of her current home, kept awake by the nudge against her knee by little Molly or the occasional grunting snore from the much larger Ann, she blinked in the darkness and prayed for nothing more.

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MP100 Stimming + Misc. Headcanons

I headcanon basically all the espers as autistic so I figured I’d jot down some of my headcanons for Posterity™.


  • His default stim is Shaky Legs, most of the time he won’t realize he’s doing it until he notices the table/floor creaking and immediately stops once he does. He gets really self conscious about it in public spaces.
  • The only time he lets himself keep shaking is when he’s alone or in Reigen’s office b/c it’s easier to hide it behind that big desk, plus Reigen won’t stop doing it either so why should he?
  • Likes deep-pressure stimming (especially someone laying on top of him), but rarely gets the chance to do it.
  • Doesn’t really play with his own hair, but will definitely touch someone else’s if they let him (especially if it’s really soft). 
  • Bending spoons is obviously a nervous tick he gets when thinking deeply about something.
  • Working out is his newest special interest, and it doubles as a stim!
  • His 100% states are basically psychically-enhanced meltdowns, but his shutdowns are when he zones out and goes nonverbal for awhile.
  • He used to make dogs and frogs float as a stim when he was little. If he’s had a particularly low day, Mob might do it for a few minutes on his way home, but rarely.


  • Now that he can do it consistently, Ritsu bends and unbends spoons as a regular stim. He keeps a handful in his bag/pockets so he can bend multiple spoons at once when he’s really stressed (which is always).
  • Frequently uses the phrase “I don’t have enough spoons for this,” in passing. Does he mean physical or mental spoons? It’s unclear.
  • Will sometimes secretly spray some of his dad’s shaving cream into the sink and swirl his hands around in the foam; he’s not sure why it feels so good, but it does.
  • Has a hard time socializing with people he knows in passing at school.
  • Feels most comfortable when he has has some form of schedule or plan for the day.


  • Tends to fidget with whatever’s in or near his hands; usually ends up wrapping his tie around his fingers and balling it into his fist while it’s still around his neck. He’s almost choked himself at least twice.
  • He cannot stand his hair being greasy and keeps dry shampoo handy in case he doesn’t have time for a shower.
  • He has a bunch of equally ridiculous wigs in his closet for the sole of purpose of wearing, twirling and braiding them around his apartment when he can’t focus.


  • The man cannot sit still. The office is constantly shaking from his bobbing, rocking, and fidgeting when he’s sitting down. Even more so if Mob joins in.
  • His balance/spacial awareness is atrocious, he’s bumped into everything in the office, tripped over his own two feet, and slipped going up and down the staircase. It’s a miracle he hasn’t broken something yet.
  • His hands never have and never will be quiet, they’ll go wherever the fuck they want and he’s hit himself in the face more times than he cares to admit.
  • 70% of Reigen’s psychic talk is script. He’s constantly rehearsing it in his head and on the rare times he fucks it up he has to force himself not to freeze up right there on the spot.
  • He’s overly empathetic, which is great for his clients but not always for Reigen’s bank account or anxiety.
  • There are only a few things that will get Reigen to full-on info-dump, dogs are one of them.
  • Gardening is his special interest.
  • Will only eat his meals if it’s prepared in a very specific way per dish (see: the meat omake).
  • He keeps packets of salt inside his pockets at all times; not for exorcisms, but because he loves the texture, the crystals are just fine enough while still coarse to be sensory heaven. He likes to just rub it between his fingers and sometimes into his palms/forearms.

All of them would own fidget cubes if they could. Hell, *I* want a fidget cube. But Teru would be the most likely to get one first.

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon Episode 16 (FINAL)

It all ends the way it started. With grown men getting a beating from a tiny little woman, but this time around there’s two of them and the mobsters still run in fear and tears. Also, they were their babysitters.

Personally, I through-fully enjoyed the mobsters storyline from beginning to end, and it’s so like them to get conned and end up in embarrassment yet again. In their defense, they are like a phoenix that keeps on rising from the ashes, again and again. And despite their ways, they were kind of good guys once you got to know them and kept them in line.

Another incredibly funny storyline were the neighborhood kids, who I was sorry to not see at Bong-soon’s wedding, and just kept brining laugher with every scene they were at. Their journey was equally enjoyable as the mobsters, sometimes even more because theirs was a love story with their Noonim. And I love how they went to have a little talk with Min-hyuk to know more about his intentions with their boss. I love even more than he had no idea Bong-soon had this group of high-school kids patrolling the neighborhood too. HAHAHAHA!

Also, it was good that the show clarified that Mom didn’t use physical violence against Dad *that* time around. I still believe that the show didn’t portray this woman in the right way and that her journey wasn’t all that. She’s still the bully she was at 19, the only difference is that she doesn’t use her fists. Should I be applauding this? And I would have like for Dad to make an stand other than to leave the house, for example, how about a real talk between them? He was such an endearing, honest and good character thorough out the show that I grew to love him as I love our leads. He is precious. It gives me hope that the last scene between him and Mom was much more peaceful than usually when Gook-doo’s mom was involved.

Speaking for which, can we all agree that it’s time Ji-soo starts getting leading man roles? I enjoyed him as a second lead but I didn’t connect with his character more than I did today. Ji-soo it’s at his best when he has an actual emotional storyline to work with, and in this episode Gook-doo was earnest to a fault, which made me feel all he was feelings. I love that despite being heartbroken he put his friendship with Bong-soon before anything else, because that’s what truly mattered to him. It wasn’t about winning over the girl, but about keeping her in his life because the friendship they shared is that important to him.

I’m also happy awesome bro Bong-ki got some screen time too. This was such a good character, just like Dad, and I was sorry we didn’t get to see more of him. I also think his storyline with Hee-ji was a little rushed at the end. And it doesn’t seem like it because Bong-ki spent a lot of time healing broken bones (thanks to his sis) but this relationship was really put to a test: Gook-doo found out not only that he had been lying through out their entire lives by keeping Bong-soon’s secret but also that his girlfriend was attracted to his best friend. So I appreciate how their friendship remained strong even after everything they went through.

As for other characters like Secretary Gong and Mr. Oh, they were another great comedy act. Especially when they were together and I love how their bromance was born by getting to know each other better through their shared experiences with Bong-soon’s abilities. Pffft!

Finally, Min-kyuk really changed through the story: started as a lonely guy looking for protection from his own family and ending up as a man with a family to protect. He was smart, honest and assertive from day one, and not once he tried to change Bong-soon into something she wasn’t. The greatest attribute Min-hyuk had was that he never made Bong-soon feel that she had to hide from the world, what’s more he even encouraged and helped her to be more like her true self and come into her powers. He always tried to be there for his girl but was more than willing to be a proud onlooker when the time called for it and let Bong-soon do what she had to do.

Bong-soon’s journey was also something to witness. When we first met her she was hiding from the world, afraid of her powers and by extention herself. These abilities she was born with had made her an outcast despite her spunk and outgoing personality, she was confident but had insecurities. Some of them born out of crush and others from the idea society holds on how a woman should be and behave.

I liked how the show connected her personal life with the city’s problems, because in a way they are one and the same, by having her best friend being kidnapped by the resident psycho. It was a good move since she was already gaining the confidence to do more with her powers by watching the news, her interactions with the mobsters and the neighborhood’s kids and Min-hyuk, who knew from day one about her powers and didn’t rejected her. He thought she was sexy! All of these factors made Bong-soon want to become the heroine of her life (beyond a video game) and I really loved to see her grow into a truly strong woman ready to take on the world.

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon wasn’t a perfect show but it was really entertaining and sweet, made me swoon and laugh out loud more than twice per episode, and I’m going to miss these characters and their shenanigans!!

PS: Did you guys catch how the Mobsters were shook at Mr. Oh’s resemble to their former associate -Gwan-bok- through the wedding photoshoot? LMAO!!

Wanna-One Wrong Apartment AU!

Once again, another wacky and random AU! I was thinking of splitting this into two parts but I felt there was no good pausing point, so sorry if this is long! Feel free to send in requests if this isn’t your cup of tea. Enjoy! (You + Kim Jaehwan)

Warning: Mild cursing

  • You worked the graveyard shift on Friday night at a supermarket as a part-time job, not a fun time for a broke and tired college student
  • I didn’t want to include alcohol in this story so this is the excuse bear with me
  • Tired, groggy, and grumpy, you headed back to your apartment
  • You fell asleep on the subway (like usual), but for once you didn’t miss your stop, thanks to your head banging on the window
  • Like a zombie, you trudged half-awake to your apartment complex. Creeped some people out tbh
  • You climbed up the stairs of the apartment, not noticing that you had gone up a flight past your floor
  • You stumbled to what you thought was your door, and reached for the doorknob as if it was a hanging branch keeping you from falling off a cliff
  • You tried to jam your key in the reader, but the only response was flickering red lights from the key reader
  • Exasperated, you began kicking the door. What had you done so wrong for the world to be wronging you in this way?
  • You slumped down and fell asleep against the door, head banging on it once in a while as you fell in and out of consciousness
  • Some time later, the door opened and you fell into a room that (you failed to notice) wasn’t yours
  • Still sleeping, you failed to notice the scream that shook the entire apartment
  • (imagine: psychohwan)
  • Jaehwan was at a loss for words. What was he going to do with a random sleeping girl outside his door?
  • Jaehwan tried to wake you up, kicking and poking and more screaming, but he was met with the calm breathing of a sleep-deprived college student
  • Out of options, he stared at you for a couple minutes in dismay, and then dragged your limp body into his apartment room
  • He wasn’t going to do anything, he just didn’t want anyone else to do something to you
  • Leaving you on the floor, he leapt to his desk and booted up his laptop, quickly googling “what to do with random sleeping girl outside my room”, “please help me”, and the like
  • After some failed attempts at finding a solution, he trudged back to you
  • Shaking his head at this ridiculous situation, he draped a blanket over your body and immediately went back to sleep, leaving you on the floor
  • Morning rolled around, and you were the first to wake up… in a house that obviously wasn’t yours, covered with a blanket that also wasn’t yours.
  • This was definitely not your pigsty: strewn-about clothes and college paperwork were nowhere to be found
  • Instead, your eyes were met with a neatly organized space someone could actually live in, with multiple displayed guitars and a sleek baby grand piano in the center of the room
  • You got up and grabbed the canister of pepper spray that you carried in your backpack, and tiptoed around the house, hands up in a self-defense pose you had previously learned
  • After searching the kitchen and the living room, you quietly opened the door to what you would find to be the bedroom
  • Like the other rooms, this one looked completely normal, with a bookshelf and a music stand… and a sleeping… boy?
  • A pretty boy.
  • With beautiful, messed up brown locks of hair, that looked incredibly soft…
  • Your mind quickly snapped out of it’s lovesick trance
  • A delayed reaction to all of the early morning’s previous events, you finally let out a high-pitched scream
  • You threw the pepper spray at Jaehwan’s face, unable to put it to true use out of shock (y/n…)
  • “ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW??” Jaehwan yelled, the volume of his screams second only to yours
  • Thoughts jumping to the worst possible scenario, you quickly began blaming him for kidnapping you and demanding to know where you were and what he had done to you
  • He still wasn’t posing much of a physical threat, so you hadn’t run yet
  • Exasperated, Jaehwan breathed “You’re the one who came to MY house last night, bothering ME so much that I had to open my door to let you in so that nobody else would take YOU and this is how you thank me? If you’re awake, then get out of here.”
  • Slowly coming to a realization, you asked “wait, what room number is this?”
  • “301.” 
  • Shit.
  • You lived exactly a floor down from him, in room 201.
  • He pulled the blanket over his head and smacked his face on his pillow
  • Realizing that nothing had been done to you, with your clothes still intact and your backpack still on from last night, you realized that he could be telling the truth
  • Immediately, you began to apologize and thank him for his kind gesture to let you sleep within locked doors
  • “I’m so sorry, how can I make this up to you? I must have been so tired to have gone to your room instead of mine”
  • “Yeah, what were you thinking? Crazy psycho… you’re lucky I’m the one who lived here or you would never know what would have happened to you” Jaehwan mumbled into his pillow
  • You sighed and apologized again, “I’ve been really stressed and exhausted lately because of school and work. I’m sorry this had to happen to you regardless. How can I make it up to you?”
  • Jaehwan finally looked up from his pillow at you, with your messy hair covering parts of your face, still in your backpack
  • He began noticing for the first time that while you were a nuisance… that you were kind of cute
  • He was about to answer your question with a “don’t worry about it, just leave my room now”, but his morning alarm began to softly ring with the song “The Night We Met”
  • “Oh,” you exclaimed, “This is one of my favorite songs! Lord Huron, right?”
  • Impressed, Jaehwan replied, “yeah it is! I can’t get enough of it, actually, even if it’s my alarm tone.”
  • And both of you just stayed there in silence, letting the song play its full length
  • I had all and then most of you
    Some and now none of you
    Take me back to the night we met
    I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
    Haunted by the ghost of you
    Oh, take me back to the night we met

  • A beautiful song, of a person who wish he had never met their partner after their relationship turned unhealthy
  • Your eyes had closed to the tune, leaning your body against his wall
  • During the middle of the song, you heard another voice singing along, with the pluckings of a guitar
  • You opened your eyes, to see Jaehwan sitting in his clean, white bed, looking like an angel (and nothing like the screaming mess he had been the night before)
  • Your mouth unknowingly dropped open, as you intently watched his long, slender fingers brush the strings of his guitar
  • The song ended, and he finally looked up to meet your eyes
  • Seeing your reaction, he let out a laugh, and cockily laid back on his bed, claiming people normally responded this way to his “God’s Voice”
  • “Are you a singer?”
  • “An aspiring one. I write music too, but the industry is brutal.”
  • “I just realized, I never got your name?”
  • “Me neither, I’m Kim Jaehwan, I’m in a band actually, we do events sometimes, I’ll play you some more of my music, if you’d like?”
  • After that first taste, there was no way you could deny the full course
  • Listening to him sing, you began to forget about your stresses and responsibilities, and began to enjoy yourself for the first time in, well, a while
  • You talked with him instead of going home to study like you would on a normal Saturday, revealing more about yourself from your music preferences to your dreams and worries
  • And just like “The Night We Met”, you were fully aware that starting something with Kim Jaehwan might not work out in the end
  • But for now, you realized you wanted to enjoy what life decided to offer you: a healthy escape allowing you to appreciate the beauty of music and Kim Jaehwan.