but still its so freaking close

anonymous asked:

My favorite of your Muslimah ocs is the Bee 🐝 one because she's short, brown, chubby, and wears glasses and it's freaking precious and I'm short and Latina and chubby with glasses and it just makes me really happy to see chubby characters and brown characters and the fact that she's Muslimah is great, even if I'm not.

I’m so happy you love and relate to her!! you and her are bee-utiful!!  she’s actually my fav to draw

i-have-zero-chill  asked:

So what are your thoughts on the sneak peek? I think some people are really freaking out b/c it was very tense between Fitz and Simmons. I can't help but still be a little concerned even though I know they release stuff specifically to get us to watch and they knew seeing that would scare us. I guess this is less of a question and more me just trying to make myself feel better lol.

Hi @i-have-zero-chill

It was pretty much what I expected.  So a few things that will hopefully ease fears.

  • Its a sneak peek so its EARLY in the episode meaning things are still pretty raw.
  • Jemma isn’t letting him close himself off, she is right there trying to help him fix it, together.
  • She is taking none of his “this is all my fault” stuff.
  • There is more to the scene, something will come after we saw both more of both peeks last week

Also remember how much they wanted to ‘fake us out’ last week with the Second Peek and Fitz/AIDA.  They wanted it to look like he wasn’t fully our Fitz again and still had ‘feelings’ for her.  Blah.  

I would honestly be worried if Fitz wasn’t like this right now.  It also shows how much the Framework is effecting him.  He KNOWS that the Avatars weren’t real.  He knows he didn’t really torture Gordon, Vijay, or Lincoln for their powers.  But he’s Fitz and he feels guilt for it.  He was upset after he realized that Radcliffe manipulated him to try to get the Darkhold…what AIDA did to him was that times a million.  She manipulated him into creating a horrible weapon, herself, one that has now killed in the real world.  He’s never had something he created do such terrible things.

For me the scene was also a bit of a parallel to the pre kiss from 3x08 and rather than “Do you love him” its “Do you want to kill her”.  

This isn’t going to be easy, both are dealing with some serious trauma and a dire situation.  Jemma isn’t going to let him do this, at some point she’ll ‘snap’ and help him find his fire again.  Be it she blows up at him or AIDA goes after her and Jemma being in danger is what helps Fitz find that fire again and start to heal. 

Trying to find that perfect partner, one that not only ticks all the boxes but one you can confess your kink to.

The lee struggle is real, you have to do so much work and then even finding a way to confess such a kink. Will they think you’re crazy, a freak even? Can you handle the embarrassment if they question you?

All this work to do and you’re still not close to getting what you want! You’re at that breaking point where you don’t care who, just SOMEBODY TICKLE YOU!!

Good For You pt. 6

a/n: this is just floof cuz as i always say im trash and idk how i feel about this???? shit sorry


Summary: He needed you as some sort of stability, you needed him as some form of rebellion.

Word Count: 2.1k+

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

“You’re such a blanket hogger, I’m never letting you sleep on my bed ever again.”

“Shut up, it’s Saturday.”

“Yup, and we gotta go grocery shopping. Get up, sunshine.”

You groaned, rolling over with eyes still closed. You scrunch your eyebrows when you felt the warmth of the sun and its brightness practically seeping through your eyelids.

“You need freaking blinds.”

“You just need to wake up earlier.” You could hear him shuffling around, opening drawers.

“How about you go jogging first or whatever–” your sentence was interrupted by your own yawn. “And come back. I’ll be awake by then.”

“Already did.”

“Cook breakfast?”

“I already did.”

“Take a shower?”

“If you opened your eyes you would see me fucking changing.” He sighed.

“Why are you so grumpy?” you whine. “It’s too early.”

“It’s 10 AM.”

“Yeah, and? Still too early!” You rolled around the bed in exasperation.

“We need to clean up.” he said.

You were sitting up in an instant, shooting him a disbelieving look.

“It’s crazy how the prospect of cleaning up turns you on so much,” he teased.

“It doesn’t.” you said flatly.

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“So I used to work in a cafe/store, and myself and everyone I worked with will all agree its haunted. Honestly there are so many stories I’m not even sure where to start, so I guess I’ll just try and start at the beginning. I worked here with my mom and years back when it was a restaurant she worked there too. One night after close, she’s sitting with a coworker and the owner at the bar and all of a sudden all the glasses hanging above start to shake slightly. All three of them notice but just aren’t even sure what to say, so they brush it off. A lot of the customers would complain about strange things in the bathrooms and the staff would feel very uncomfortable in the basement and the washrooms as well. My mom would tell me these things but at the time I was a kid so I assumed she was just trying to freak me out. Fast forward ten years and the restaurant is sold to new owners who convert it into a Christmas store/cafe (my mom continued to work for the new owners as well) and it became my first real job as a teenager.

The first thing I’d say I noticed was the basement. Its pretty old and we store all the overclock down there so its a bit of a crowded mess. But whenever I went down, especially if I was closing alone at night, I would feel really uneasy, like I was being watched. It was the same in the washrooms if not worse.

A few months into my working there, my mom comes home one night and tells me I wont believe what happened. 

She was in the kitchen doing nighttime inventory after close, while two other employees were helping her out. She stepped around the corner to grab something and heard a loud crash in the kitchen where she just was. Thinking its one of our coworkers, she calls “what are you idiots doing” and walks back around the corner only to find everything she had on the counter has been pushed onto the floor and no one is in there. My mom isn’t one to get freaked out so she still thinks it could have been them playing a joke, until she finds them working in a far corner of the basement. WAY too far away to have been messing with her.

Now tons of other little things have happened, stuff falling off walls, taps and lights turned on at night only to be discovered in the morning, decorations moved around, a little Santa sleigh that went in circles that was turned to “fly” backwards every night for a month. But thankfully only one really big thing ever happened to me.

I was working the late shift in the cafe and it was just me and one other girl in the store. We had just locked the doors for the night and she was in another section counting the register (the main floor of the store is essentially split into three rooms, the cafe in the middle with the kitchen behind it). I was just starting to clean up and I glanced up just in time to see what i can only describe as a blonde haired little boy racing across the cafe from one section of the store to another. But the only two people in the store that I knew of were my coworker and I. I looked around, but no one else was there. Needless to say I was a little spooked…

The most terrifying thing to happen however was to my mom. Most of these occurrences were harmless, so all us employees learned to not get too upset when something happened. But this was different. My mom showed up early one morning to start baking for the cafe. As far as she knew she wanted alone in the store. 

There are three phones on the main floor (one in each section ) and one in the basement, and all of a sudden the cafe phone starts to ring. But its an internal ring, which means one of the other phones in the store is calling that phone, it can only come from inside. The display shows the basement is calling the cafe, so my mom assumes it’s the owner working in the basement, she must have heard my mom come in to start baking. My mom picks up and says hello, so sure its the owner she even says her name. But that’s not who answers. A mans voice says hello. My mom is immediately freaked the fuck out since all of our staff is female. She asks who it is and gives this slow, creep laugh and says “sorry. Wrong number” and hangs up. My mom was too scared to check the basement so she sat by the phone till everyone else got there an hour later.”

By: @cherryxpeach

Daenerys x Female Reader

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Imagine loving, passionate sex with Dany where you get so lost in the moment it becomes rough and wild.

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\ Request from anonymous /

Hellllloooooo my friend I am in serious need of daenerys targaryen smut with a female reader 😍 maybe they have been longtime lovers (so reader can replace daario) and care about each other a lot but also have pretty rough sex lol (cuz come on dany is wild) thxxxxx 😍😍

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Victuuri kiss/Yuuri's breakdown

I just rewatched episode 7 and there’s a couple things I’d like to say.

Victuuri kiss: First things first, it’s fucking canon. Queer baiting over. Fun fact tho, it never was. They were just waiting for the perfect time to do it and I’m so glad they did it but more important, how they did it. No “I’m going to kiss you so you shut up.”, no “Okay, we’re kissing but this definitely means sex, right?”, no “Shit, I’m sorry I promise it won’t happen again.”, simply no nothing. They both seeked and ran towards each other like knowing they wanted something but not sure they would get it, but still they just had to. Yuuri surprised Victor by changing his routine and finishing it doing his signature move and Victor was so moved he actually felt like he had to do something in return, something as meaningfull as what practically was Yuuri finally saying “I love you.” on the ice so Victor could understand him. And fuck if he didn’t, saying not only “I love you too.” by kissing Yuuri for the very first time in front of everyone, but come on to them everyone else disappeared, but actually letting him know doing that was the only thing he could think of to surprise him as much as he did. As Troye Sivan would say, you don’t have to say I love to say I love you. What I found funny was, besides everyone’s reactions of course, they acted ike nothing happened on the interview, but not in a bad way like “Let’s forget that just happened ha ha.”, but Victor kept talking about how good Yuuri did and that now that he knows what he can do, they’ll work harder. Anyways, either was that the only love declaration we will get or not, because you never know with this show, it was the most precious and purest thing ever.

Yuuri’s breakdown: By far my favorite scene on the show, sorry not sorry. Yes, the kiss scene was beautiful but it was something we were hoping if not actually just waiting for it to happen. But Yuuri’s breakdown? I still can’t believe its actually on the show. I mean we did got to see Yuuri freaking out in countless situations, but nothing close to this. An actual anxiety attack in its finest. Why am I talking about it on the same post as the Victuuri kiss? Are they both my favorite scenes so far in the show? Course, but hear me out. I think this scene showed the other side of Victor and Yuuri’s relationship. The side that its not often shown on any series or movies. Victor fucked up, both him and Yuuri knew it. Yuuri was fucked up, both him and Victor knew it. A perfect relationship isn’t perfect all the time. Victor tried to humor Yuuri to calm him down and it backfired him, but one of the things that I love about this scene, along with another milion things, is that Victor, who is always in control of everything, didn’t knew how to handle the situation and realized it and believe it or not, this shit actually happens in real life. Our partner isn’t supposed to fix us or anything with a snap of their fingers, sometimes we just need, like Yuuri said, for them to don’t say anything and stand by our side. Then, on their way back to the rink, because yes Victor actually felt the need to protect Yuuri that much to take him to warm up on the fucking parking lot, neither of them talks, what makes you think they are probably into a fight. But right before the performance starts, we see Yuuri throwing the tissue far enough so Victor would have to lean down to reach for it, which leaded us to another iconic poke on Victor’s hairline, free to interpretation because I’ve read so many meanings behind it already, but what got me was the pat right after, as if saying “It’s okay, I forgive you”, no words needed. And what follows it’s nothing but the cherry on top of the cake of Yuuri’s character development, acknowledging Victor’s human.

Why Girl Code and Girls sticking together is SOOO Important

After reblogging that last post It made me realise how important it is to have another woman’s back. I remember one time back in that states I was out to a club with a bunch of my friends. It’s a very popular club for college students at the surrounding universities and its a 2 level club. So its always packed with all types of people. For sweet people to crazy drunks and to men who creep on vulnerable women. I remember some gross dude hitting on me and I was utterly disgusted. I wasn’t interested and he just wouldn’t let it go. 

Eventually he got sick of me and decided to approach this girl who was drunk and asking. “Where are my friends”… “Where are my friends” mind you I don’t know this girl period. I’m sober as hell and she’s clearly wasted on her ass. She stumbling and holding her shoes in her hand.

 All my friends are drunk. Except  one of my friends who barely drunk. More tipsy so to say. She kept eying the guy and the girl just knowing the situation is fucked up as soon as the guy approached the wasted girl and said. “I’ll take you too your friends” … me and my friend looked at each other and I knew she was telling me help her. 

I immediately grabbed her and said “I’m here” and the guy kept trying to fight me off saying. “No, I got this. She asked for my help” and she said “No, No, No, No I didn’t” and I looked at him and Said. “I’m her friend”… she looked at me she barely can hold it together and I gave her a wink and she said. “She’s my friend. She’s taking me” .. but he said. Stop lying and he tried pushing me out the way I fought him off pretty easy because he’s also pretty drunk.

The girl kept saying she’s amazing. She’s got me. I basically had a hard time getting the guy off us, but eventually me and her get away from the guy. So me and her are making our way through the club. They started saying “Last Call” and she started crying and saying. I can’t find my friends. I’m so sorry to me. I told here its okay. Mind you this creep is still sort of following us.

I asked her if she needed a ride home or a taxi. She said no, but could you stay with me until I find my friends. I agreed and I did. The guy was still following us as if I wouldn’t notice..

She was telling me I’m scared… I’m scared and I said me too, but I got you. So I held her tighter. He so close to walking up to us again. The club is swarming with people left and right and its hard to walk because I have 5 inch heels on and the floor is wet. She started grabbing me tighter and forcing us through people because the guy is basically behind us. 

I’m freaking out because in order to get outside the club you have to walk through a dark tunnel with flashing lights and I’m panicking and looking back and she’s shaking. I’m so thankful that the tunnel was packed because he would have jumped on us…. but all I heard was Ashlynn and she pulled me and ran..

We  found her friends. When I turned back he was gone. The girl gave me a big hug and said. Thank You for everything and said I was a sweetheart. I told her anytime and I patted her on the back and we went off our separate ways. Just like that. It felt like an hour.. 

Because we had to make it  through two flights of steps and him watching us. We had to walk through the billiards area and people all over the place and make it through a tunnel and it felt like an hour, but it was only 6 mins. 

I’ve never in my life knew how important that moment was until my last reblog.

Women no matter what. We  HAVE GOT to stick together in situations like that. NEVER be afraid to speak up or be there for another woman. NEVER.

I’m so glad that I don’t drink because I seriously wonder what would have happened If I never grabbed on to her and her just going with it.

Like I seriously wonder what if.. don’t ever feel bad for being the DD or the “Sober friend” you can save a life you never knew you’d save.


yall have been so freaking patient even after i’m like ‘okay today is definitely the day’ 13 days in a row. i have temporarily closed requests so i can work on the ones i have. 

anonymous asked:

Hi hello! Can I request Zenyatta's first meeting with his s/o who is wary of omnics at first but then becomes more comfortable with him after they get to know each other? Is that ok? ;u;

(First request of the blog! I hope you like it, I’m not too good at writing Zenyatta, but I guess that’s why I’m practicing!)


Surviving the Omnic Crisis hadn’t killed you, but it certainly made you stronger…and gave you bad nightmares and an aversion to omnics. The other agents at HQ kept pointing out how tired you looked, but you’d always brush them off. Nightmares weren’t anything new to you, and a little sleep deprivation wouldn’t hurt you too much. But when Winston noticed how you’d fall asleep at meetings or jump at the slightest of sounds, he decided you needed help. His recommendation was to see Zenyatta, some self-proclaimed omnic monk.

Genji seemed excited you’d be seeing him, though. He’d go on about how much Zenyatta helped him and how most who meet with him are never the same. You weren’t so sure this omnic would change you. You just wanted some meditation and peace of mind. The first day you met, your session was schedule at 6 in the morning on the edge of the Watchpoint. You hated getting up early. Zenyatta was already there, gazing off into space. He seemed to notice your presence before you even spoke.

“Ah, good morning, [Y/N].” he greeted you as he turned around.

“Good morning,” you yawned, “Why does this have to be so early?”

“The morning is when life is at its stillest. Even at night, cities still hum, but at dawn, all is quiet,” he preached, “It is the perfect time to meditate.”

“Right.” You grunted, stretching the sleep out of your muscles.

“Have a seat,” he said as he gestured towards two pillows laid out on the ground.

They were a little too close together for your comfort, but nevertheless, you sat across from him, trying to avoid eye—er—face contact…omnics didn’t have eyes. Kinda freaked you out.

“Tell me what it is that is troubling you.”

You gave him a disgusted expression then looked away. It felt weird telling an omnic that you had nightmares about his kind. Although your answer was silence, he waited patiently for a reply.

“The Omnic Crisis.” You said through gritted teeth.

“Yes, I remember hearing you lived through many of the attacks. I am sorry.”

You were already nervous around this omnic, but now he was trying to apologize for something that his kind caused!

“Y-Your people started it.” You pouted leaning away from him.

“Again, I am sorry for what the war caused you. But that is why you are here: to let go of what happened and be free of your rememory.” He explained calmly.

Right. “Let go.” That’d be hart when the thing helping you let go had caused you all that pain.

“Now, since breathing regulates much of the human body’s emotion, I suggest we start—” he gestured toward your lungs, but you tensed and flinched back.

That motion made the omnic stop in his tracks, staring unceasingly at you with that same blank face.

“…I see there is a significant barrier between us.” He pointed out.

“Yeah…” you mumbled, scooching back from him, “I don’t really like omnics.”

Sure, you hated them, but it was more of an anxiety of them than anything else.

“Well, it’s going to be difficult when your mentor is an omnic,” Zenyatta chuckled, “But perhaps that is a good thing.”

“I don’t think so,” you shook your head and stood up, “This won’t fix my problem.”

“But leaving now will not fix it either,” he replied, floating up from where he sat, “I believe that through interactions with omnics, you can get over your fear of them.”

“W-who said I-I was scared of them?!” you stammered, you face heating up in embarrassment.

“Forgive me, but it’s obvious,” he said bluntly, “Conquering your fears through immersion can be an effective technique. If we meet often for meditation, not only can we erase your nightmares, but also help you with your aversion toward my kind.”

Giving him a stern look, you thought it over. Your answer: no. But did Zenyatta accept that? No. He’d find every excuse he could to spend time with you inside and outside missions. Even though you didn’t want to immersion, he forced it upon you. At first it was incredibly annoying and unnerving, but over time, things became easier when you were around him. Turns out, you had similar beliefs, likes, and dislikes. Eventually, he even taught you how omnics worked, explaining their common circuitry and anatomy.

The more you understood, the less you feared his kind. Over time, the nightmares became milder, but they were still present. So, you and Zenyatta decided to try meditation again, this time without the barriers. The two of you met again at sunrise at the edge of the Watchpoint with a perfect view of the horizon.

“Breathing regulates much of the human body’s emotion, so let’s practice stabilizing your breathing,” he lectured, then reached out and placed his hands on your lungs.

This time, you let his metallic hand rest there, feeling as your abdomen slowly rose and fell.

“Heehee!” you giggled, “That tickles!”

Making The Bed

Pairing: AOU Pietro x Reader

Warnings: None

Draga: Darling

Prompt: Pietro watches you make your bed and ends up making a fool of himself.

You made your way back from the linen closet, bringing a fresh new set of bedding to your room not bothering to close the door behind you. Being in the Avenger tower there is a cleaning person that changes your bed sheets every other week. But since you were a bit of a clean freak you change them every week.

It was early in the morning so you didn’t really think anyone would be up. You were still in your black bed shorts and black tank top. They both fit rather tight but comfortable, outlining your shape which is why you wore them to bed. After you striped the bed of its old bed sheets you threw them in the laundry hamper to wash later.

Making your bed was rather difficult since it was pressed up against the wall, you had to crawl on top of it to tuck in the sides. You took your time making your bed. It was soothing in a way whilst listening to music.

You climbed up on your bed on all fours using one hand to tuck in the sheet while swaying your hips to the music and lightly humming along to the songs.

A blue blur went by your open door but you were much too involved in your own little world to see Pietro stop and backtrack to your room.

He couldn’t help but stare wide eyed, mouth slightly ajar at your current state. Your black shorts showcased your butt very nicely as it swayed to the beat of the song. He gulped as you sprang up now just your knees on the bed as you danced more intently raising your hands over your head and your hips continuing the light sway of the song. He stared you up and down biting his lip gently. He found you very beautiful. He never saw you like this. So normal and carefree, so happy.

He went to lean against the doorframe but he was so caught up in you dancing he tripped over his own two feet and he hit the floor head first into your room.

The sudden noise made you yelp and quickly roll off the bed to see Pietro groaning and holding his head in his hands on the floor. You quickly ran over to him and gently placed your hand on his forearm.

He was wearing grey sweats and a black t shirt that showed his muscular arms very well. You and Pietro didn’t talk all that much because you were always so nervous around him you couldn’t say that much without blushing or stuttering. But you were still as nice as you could be when you would talk.

“A-Are you okay? What happened?” You asked just above a whisper. You were very confused as to how he even fell into your room.

“I.. Uh… I was um..” Pietro struggled before groaning again. You slowly moved his hands revealing a red bump right where his hairline began. You gently brushed over it with your fingers examining it. He winced and laid his head on the ground shutting his eyes tightly.

“P-Pietro? Can you get up? I’ll help you to my bed.” You said your voice shaking.

You slowly helped him sit up. Then you snaked your arm around his firm waist and he put his arm around your shoulder as you helped him to your bed. Your cheeks became a light red at his touch. You sat him on your bed lying him down.

You teleported into the kitchen and quickly got an ice pack then teleporting back to your room by his side. You had the power of teleportation which is why you were on the team.

You pulled up your desk chair and sat down, all the while Pietro was staring at you with those innocent blue eyes. You smiled slightly as you placed the ice pack on his head. He winced slightly but returned the smile making your heart melt.

“You did not have to do that. Thank you (y/n).” Pietro mumbled closing his eyes slightly a small smile etched across his face.

“Mhm..” You managed to get out. You took the time to look at his lips. They were beautiful, pink, and soft looking. What you wouldn’t give to kiss them.

He opened his eyes catching you looking at his lips and bit his lower lip smiling. He glanced down at your beautiful lips then back to your (y/e/c) eyes.

You slowly leaned down already so close to him and pressed your lips to his. His hand went to the back of your neck pulling you closer as one of your hands went to his cheek and the other on his shoulder. His lips were as great as you’d expected and yours also. The kiss was passionate and very much needed for so long. You were the first to pull away both of you breathless.

“Pietro?” You said almost sighing. He smiled at you.

“Yes, draga?” He said interlacing his fingers with yours.

“How did you end up on my floor?” You chuckled as his eyes grew wide obviously forgotten what had happened. He let out a large sigh as his face grew a dark pink giving up.

“I was watching you on your bed…” Your face grew very red as you looked down at him in shock.

“W-Why?” You said looking away embarrassed.

“Because you are beautiful (y/n). I am sorry for intruding. I just could not look away.” He whispered squeezing your hand gently. You had butterflies in your stomach at his sudden gesture.
You smiled and grazed his forehead with your lips ever so slightly earning a “Mmm” from Pietro as he leaned into your kiss.

“I like this.” You said smiling. Pietro returning it with a grin.

“I like you.” He admitted. Your heart fluttered.

“I like you too.” You smiled as your face got red. He chuckled and kissed you once again.

A perfect morning.

anonymous asked:

Lua, did you see that hug in the latest Run BTS episode Jimin freaking buried his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck and Yoongi actually closed his eyes when he hugged Jimin I- I can't deal it was so cute and intimate :')

sometimes i wish i hadn’t but yes i did see it and its all i’ve been seeing the entire day in class, over lunch, right now at home, tonight when i go to bed etc etc

anonymous asked:

Akatsuki AU in High School - which Club would who go and how good would they be? (i Hope you understand, sorry for my English 🙈)

No worries sweetheart, your English is fine <3


  •  She was the founder and leader of the Origami Club, where she is joined by Pein. She’s very good at what she does but she takes it very seriously and will fight anyone who suggests that it’s not a real club (Hidan learned this the hard way, poor soul)
  • She gives all of her origami and other paper art to the people she loves, or donates them to children hospitals for them to look at. She likes making rabbits for luck.
  • Konan is also on the girl’s rugby team, where she plays hooker. She’s broken her ankle twice in scrums, but she refuses to quit since that’s how she gets out a lot of her anger and frustration.
  •  The akatsuki go to every game and go crazy every time she gets the ball back to her team


  • He and the school custodian made an unofficial Environmental Club, which is basically just him and the custodian watering flowers, picking up trash, and setting up bird feeders.
  •  He doesn’t tell anyone about this because he knows they either won’t care, or will make fun of him for it

  •  He also runs in track, but only because his dad used to be a track star. He dislikes it because it hurts him sometimes with his illness, and he can’t handle long runs, so the coach makes him do sprints instead. He’s very fast but if he goes on for too long, it could be a trip to the emergency room.


  • Nobody knows what he does or where he goes, but he’s somehow a member of every club at the school.
  •  There’s a rumor that he started two cults at his last school that got disbanded due to tensions between them that had escalated to mild violence…and he is thinking of re-uniting them again


  • He doesn’t go to a club, but he volunteers at an aquarium. He had wanted to be more hands on with the animals, but since he’s only a high school student and they think he’ll scare the customers, they keep him in the back to sort fish food and stuff.
  • He wants to be a marine biologist and that’s why he spends time there

  • Kisame is also on the swim team, and is undefeated. He’s renowned for his backstroke and freestyle.


  • He is in music club, but he’s not very good. He tries his best, but he’s a bit inexperienced with the instrument he wanted (drums) and doesn’t sound super great yet. But he’s working on it!
  • He’s also in the origami club, but only because Konan is there. He doesn’t actually know how to do it and usually needs help with more complex pieces.

  • It’s not a club yet, but he does a lot of poetry in his spare time, most of which he burns once he’s finished. It’s not in the same way that Deidara burns his art. Pein burns it to let go of negative emotions. Plus, if he keeps his poetry it makes him sad no matter what because it reminds him of how Yahiko used to write things for him and Konan.


  •   He’s also in music club, and he’s also terrible, but he strongly believes that he’s the shit. He works with the recording mostly, and uses electronic stuff to add, in his opinion, a more gritty effect. It’s really just ambiguous sounds of metal clashing in the background with no beat or rhythm.
  • No one knows what he does in his spare time…it’s a mystery


  • Ok so he’s the lead singer in the music club, and he’s reaaallly good, but he is so irresponsible and flakey and he never gets anything done ever
  • He has no outside hobbies to anyone’s knowledge. For all they know he sleeps all day. (he doesn’t, he’s usually meditating/praying)


  • He’s in art club with Deidara, where they have an (un)healthy competition. He’s very good and both are tied for best in class. He is very picky about his art and will spend weeks on a piece until its perfect. If anyone so much as comes too close, he will freak out and fix it (even though there was literally nothing to fix???)
  • He’s also in theatre club, and he does backstage stuff. He’s the propmaster, and is generally respected and feared among performers


  •  Sits with Sasori in art club every day and works on his pottery (mostly, but he still does other art forms just as well). His teacher gets frustrated because he keeps on destroying what he’s made in the name of art and beauty
  • Has like 20 sketch books that are all filled with gesture drawings and stuff, but he won’t share them with ANYONE


  • This boy is in theater, and he is constantly slacking off during class and being distracting. He’s mastered the art of getting the director to go off on a tangent, earning himself and other student’s time to do absolutely nothing.
  • But whenever there is a performance, he’s an incredible actor and the audience always loves him

  • He can play any role perfectly, and it surprises everyone just how good he can be

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100 Pages Into Disney At Last!

I got Disney At Last for Easter, and things have been calming down for me at school so I was able to read it FINALLY!
Im about 100 pages in now. And I do find it a little slow. But I also remember that most of Ridleys books are slow for about 100 pages and it seems like its picking up now. Then again I never liked The Return as much as the first series, and Im also at a point in my life rn where Im lesss giddy, so I havent been feeling much for the book yet.
And I do love how while I still do feel everyone’s a BIT OOC, its not as bad as it was in Legacy of Secrets. Wilby and Charbeck seem to be back to normal so far, and Amanda and Charlene are acting like close friends(which I love! They come so far!)
In retrospect Id enjoy this more if I waited until the end of the semester when I could really focus on it and thus enjoy it better. But I just couldnt wait!
So thats what I think so far! Excited by all the good things Ive heard!

anonymous asked:

um, tell me about changsub-chorong?

more about this movie date down below but first of all they are official best friends how cute is that 

they have been referring to each other as their best friend/ my only friend/ my one and only (chorong’s word not mine ok) ever since debut 😭😭😭  it is so cute they are so cute they are so cute together their friendship is so cute

they got into cube at around the same time and according to them btob and apink trained together for the most part? changsub and chorong are same year friends in fact changsub is like 2 weeks older than chorong and they get along so well they understand each other communication is the key to a healthy relationship!!!!!!! their nickname for each other changsubbie and chorongie it is just so cute everything is cute and i am hurt and they always call each other when they have to phone a friend on shows (all the links and photos will be down the keep reading dw) if you have follow me for more than a week you know how much i talk about btob’s cool man it is not just because it is one of the best, most funny show ever put together but also because okay in epsiode 4/5 they have to each call a friend and make them say what they want them to say and chorong instantly answered after changsub nagged out his situation as usual with “i know the answer you want to hear but i dont want to say it ” 😭😭😭 they know each other so well and every year at changsub’s birthday she will post a photo/photos of them and a birthday message that is so freaking sweet and ok chongrong mentioned changsub in her album thanks to a few times aksdlaksd;al everyone knows btob and apink are super close (ilhoon and naeun are family friends, namjoo with minhyuk and sungjae, bomi with ilhoon and eunkwang and all that) and okay below the keep reading is some of my favourite changrong moment they are always taking pictures together, if not just chill around each other and they always joint hand that shit is so cute wtf are we in high school 😭 (warning: it is really super long and its just the tip of the massive changrongiceberg ) both of them are both so smol, scream a lot, afraid of height, soft and sweet they are just meant to be okay ask yourself how often do you have straight ship that is cute, healthy and ongoing? they are honestly everything you can ever ask for the dream ship pretty much every k-netizen ship them hardcore (same) and there are so many changsub-chorong analysis post on pann #blessed please be together or not be together because if they ever break up i wont be able to handle it 

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anonymous asked:

A- is not a bad grade at all why are you so upset that's not even close to a fail

It is for me. Im trying really hard to reach my goals and im still not where I want to be. Im uncomfortable at school in general, maybe thats why I freaked out like that. Its okay now I was just really frustrated and angry. And English is the subject Im best at - usually. Apologies 🌻

take me to where you are

 A/N: for gxldentrio​, because Adriana is just so lovely i can barely handle it. also, police au’s are the best


“I swear to god Potter if any of that gets in my car-“

“It’s not your car Evans it’s the precincts.

Lily takes her hand off the steering wheel and hits the doughnut up into his mouth. James coughs up powdered sugar and she smirks, as he attempts to hack up his intestines. Git. It’ll be her neck on the line if there is even a drop of food in the new squad car.

“I hate you” he splutters and wipes his mouth on his sleeve.

“Like I said, if that gets in my new squad car Potter I’m gunna take my gun out and shoot you” says Lily, still looking straight ahead.

“If we turn up to the conference and your hands are covered in blood I feel it will be a giveaway, and I would mess up the precincts car. Also, Sirius would avenge my death. We have a contract.” Responds James, while trying to cram a whole doughnut into his mouth all at once. Lily is disgusted

“Why do you have a contract about that?”

“Part of the job, Evans. The minute I got my badge we drew it up. Besides the second clause is that the person gets to sell the story to lifetime for a million dollars”

Lily looks incredulous. She doubts whether Lifetime would even pay one dollar for James and Sirius’s death pact story, but it is Potter and Black, so she really can’t rule anything out.

“Evans, look! We’re officially been on the road for half an hour! We only have four more to go until the conference!”

“Yes James and we’ve already had to stop at three fast food shops so you can eat. Two of which, were doughnut stores. You are literally a walking stereotype. You are the real reason why everyone thinks cops eat doughnuts all the time.”

“Just for that I’m not sharing my Gatorade” he says, attempting to open the cap, he does, but slips and suddenly the car seats are swimming in blue.

There is a silence. James looks up after minute, hoping that he can reach his gun before she does. Lily’s fists are shaking on the steering wheel




When they get to the conference fourteen people ask Lily why half her pants are blue.

(James can’t stop smirking)


Whenever James had imagined high speed chases in his head during boring case briefings or filing reports, he had never imagined that it would involve so many nails.

“EVANS GET YOUR NAILS OUT OF MY ARM” he yelled for what must have been the eleventh time, to no effect, just as the car they were chasing made a hard left. James cursed, jerked the wheel and cursed again.

“LILY FOR REAL” the siren was going so loud James was certain that somewhere in Canada they were holding their ears. However, Lily continued to do an impressive job of out-screaming it.

“YOU DIDN’T PUT YOUR INDICATOR ON” she shouts, just as the guy you’re chasing hits a rubbish bin with his front head light in an attempt to swerve.

He cannot believe her. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME” he yells and honest to God she’s fucking nuts. You’ve been chasing this guy for ten minutes, have run eight stop signs, skidded twice as much and hit what felt like two pigeons. And she’s worried that he hasn’t got his indicator on when he’s chasing a criminal.

“SAFETY FIRST JAMES” she shouts just as the guy you’re chasing sticks his hand out the window with his middle finger up. “OH NO BUDDY” she screams, and starts winding down the window.

James lets out an involuntary shriek as she reaches for her halter. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” he squeals just as Lily pulls out her gun.

“DRIVE STRAIGHT” she yells, and then she closes one eye, sticks her tongue out of the corner of her mouth slightly and takes aim. James feels his throat close up. Lily is going to shoot him. Lily is literally going to shoot a guy over avoiding a speeding ticket. He’s going to go to jail as an accomplice. It’s the end of his short -lived career.

He hears something go pop and suddenly he realises she aiming for the tires, not the windows. She shoots them all perfectly, dead shots, and the guy slows to a stop. Lily is out of the door before he’s even stopped the car.

“YOU’RE UNDER ARREST BITCH” she screams and James doesn’t even see her pull out the handcuffs, he’s laughing too hard.

“’You’re under arrest, bitch’? Really?”

She looks up at him and smirks. He finds himself grinning. She starts walking down the hall.

“You’re just jealous you didn’t get to say it!” she calls behind her

(He is)


They’re on patrol, and Sirius is here because James bribed him to be, saying that: ‘if he’s gunna spend three hours watching and abandoned road I’m doing it with my best mate’. Lily would complain, but she really doesn’t give enough of a shit and besides, Black brought Chinese.

“Best movie of all time” says Potter from the passenger seat, taking a box of noodles from Sirius.

“Easy” says Black from the driver’s seat you’d been kicked out of half an hour earlier for: ‘picking shitty radio stations’.

“Don’t say Die Hard” Lily says.

“Die Hard” says Sirius.

Lily rolls her eyes. “Black you really are a- JAMES DON’T EAT THAT” she shrieks, thwacking the fork-full of noodles way from James’s mouth and onto the dashboard before he can blink.

There is a second of silence, and suddenly Black and Potter have both turned in their seats, facing her.

“That has pineapple in it” Lily says, blankly. “Potter’s allergic to pineapple.” She feels rather weird now. Sirius is sitting there raising his eyebrows and James just looks confused.

“How do you know I’m allergic to pineapple?” Asks  James.

“Because I’ve known you for five years. And when we were eighteen you ate some pineapple in a kebab and I had to drive you to the hospital. It was the first time I’d ever driven a squad car because you ate it during the welcome dinner during our first day in the academy.  I missed the speeches and you stole a hospital pillow and gave it to me as a thank you.” She’s still got that pillow somewhere; she remembered unpacking it when she’d moved and it still smelling like the jelly he’d spilt on it on the way home.

James is just looking at her like she’s something, and Lily doesn’t quite know what to do with that. But then Sirius is talking.

“What am I allergic to” he demands.



Lily sighs. “Black there is a difference between being allergic to something and just not liking it”

“Evans, I’m truly allergic to tomatoes because whenever I think about them I cry because they’re disgusting. Seriously. Looking at a tomato is like looking at death- Prongs I’m being serious stop laughing”

“Anchovies and strawberries” James says, some twenty minutes after they dropped Sirius off.

“What?” Lily is bemused.

“That’s what you’re allergic to. Anchovies and strawberries”

(She grins all the way home)


“Shit Lily, Shit shit shit shit shit, don’t close your eyes” he’s cursing, and driving one handed through the streets. Lily thinks dimly about telling him to hold the steering wheel properly, but her brain feels like its drowning in mud.

“No, no Evans, hey, Lily, don’t close your eyes”  he sounds desperate, so she opens them and dimly registers that she’s getting blood all over the squad car. It’s not new anymore but still, she opens her mouth to tell this to James, but suddenly she’s spitting out blood instead.

“Can you feel the bullet clogging anything?” he gasps, trying to watch the road and her at the same time, “Lily is the bullet still in your stomach? Wait, don’t answer that, keep your mouth closed. Stay awake.

Lily is looking at him through almost closed eyes and can feel his hand against her stomach, holding a piece of cloth now soaked with blood. She wonders if it’s odd she can’t feel any pain. Maybe this is what dying feels like.

“Evans you shit” he pounds his hand on the steering wheel, “what’s the first rule of a raid? Don’t run at the guy with a gun. That’s the first rule. Remember? It was on the flashcards you made for the admission test. It was the first one, and I laughed at you for making flashcards and you kicked me in the shin” he’s babbling, but she doesn’t want to tell him to shut up because she likes that memory. When she’d passed the test he’d bought her a beer and she’d piggy backed him around the bar at two .a.m. while Remus sang Celine Dione duet with Sirius. You’d been so drunk the next morning you’d all called in sick and just laid around Remus’s, holding your heads.

“Lily do not close your eyes, alright? You’re fine. You’re gunna be fine. Lil?” He’s not even trying to look at the road now, just at her and all of the blood. She wonders how the human body can even hold so much blood and then James is yelling again but she’s so tired so she just closes her eyes and the last thing she hears is him calling her name.

He waits at the hospital for 27 hours until she wakes up. Then he goes home, sleeps for eleven hours and goes straight back to the hospital, still in his pyjamas.

(When he sees her it’s worth it. So worth it.)


They’re driving down the road at three .a.m. because its festival season and people there always one straggler who runs off the grounds and ends up freaking out at least one family by ending up on their porch.

Lily is eating doughnuts from the bag on his lap and he’s telling her about the arrest he and Sirius made last week where it turned out the soccer mum was the arsonist. Lily is laughing and chewing and glowing all at once. Its three days before New Year’s, she’s eating doughnuts and driving around on patrol with someone who makes her laugh. The world is impossibly bright.

They get to a corner which is utterly deserted and James pulls out juice bottle from the back seat and tries to open it with his teeth. The lid breaks off, he tips the bottle in surprise, and then an all of the orange is on the seats instead of in the bottle.

They don’t move, and James stops driving in the middle of the road. Lily can feel the stuff soaking through her pants. James then flicks the indicator on and pulls over to the side of the road, his shirt dripping onto this lap.

“Safety first” he says drily.

And suddenly Lily knows something she didn’t before, and it isn’t in words, but in the pull of her stomach when she looks at him, and the way he knows she’s allergic anchovies. So she leans over the handbrake and kisses him, because she thinks he might know it to

He tastes like jam doughnuts and surprise, but when she pulls back he’s grinning. And she kisses him again because he’s about to say something stupid, like a Die Hard quote and honestly, he’s such a shit.

(But he’s hers.)


Duck pond.

I don’t know enough about bird sociality to be super confident on this but I’m fairly sure the white goose was coming close to me to intimidate me into leaving, on behalf of the Canada geese and their goslings. The white goose is a permanent resident of the duck pond and seems to be integrated into their social structure, so I wouldn’t be surprised if it took on baby-time bouncer duties for all its fellow pond residents

also, a blurry picture of a duckling that I have, of course, saved as cryptid.JPG:


anonymous asked:

May I request a headcannon for the RFA (+ V & Saeran, if it's no trouble) reacting to MC coming out to her parents (as bi, pan, ace, it can be whatever) and them telling her that "It's just a phase"? I came out to my mom a while ago, and her exact words were "I swear, this is a freaking trend". Then, like last week, she was just like "Remember when you went through that phase when you thought you were gay?" I wanted to say "Bitch what the fuck I'm still gay as hell", but I also wanted to cry ^^;

(I’m so so sorry about the delay!! I’m so sorry your parents did that to you! It’s honestly an absolutely horrible thing to say, and I really hope this is close to what you wanted, and that it cheers you up even a little bit. Please know that you can come talk to me whenever you need, about anything! 

Loves and hugs to you darling <3 <3 <3 

I really hope you enjoy this! 


RFA reacting to Bi MC


  • He didn’t understand at first.
  • You said you were visiting your parents because it had been a while and you needed to talk to them.
  • So why were you on the couch crying?
  • He knelt by you, unable to figure out what happened.
  • “MC? Love what happened? Did something happen with your parents? Did you guys have a fight?”
  • He was praying you were just being a little emotional after seeing them in so long.
  • “I….I told them I was Bi….and…they told me it was just a phase….we ended up getting into a really bad argument and I just couldn’t be there anymore…”
  • Screw confused. He was angry.
  • A phase? A phase? That’s the excuse they used for their narrow mindedness?!
  • Yoosung didn’t get angry too easily (he just slaps people with facefulls of kimchi for the hell of it)  but this really riled him up.
  • You were a beautiful, kind and amazing person!
  • You were the one, who stood by him and helped him really understand and accept Rika’s death, instead of just drowning himself in those numbing habits.
  • And you never made him give up what made him passionate, only helping him manage his time.
  • Why should something like sexuality make your parents just brush you off like that?
  • He ended up pacing around the room, aggravated to all hell.
  • But once he saw the look on your face, he instantly calmed down.
  • He was by your side, taking your hands and pulling you close.
  • “MC, you’re a beautiful, amazing person, and you’re my angel. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel less, or make you feel invalidated, because of a few mean words. Your sexuality is a part of you. It’s not just a phase”
  • You felt tears rush down even harder, but this time, they weren’t of complete frustration.
  • Yoosung held you close that night, as you slowly stopped crying, and while the ordeal itself was painful, you knew, that you had someone who accepted you completely and wholeheartedly, and someone who loves you with all of his heart.


  • It was the day after one of rehearsals.
  • He was expecting to have the apartment to himself, seeing as you went home to spend some time with your parents.
  • So the last thing he was expecting to see, was you curled up on the couch crying into the teddy bear he got you a few weeks ago.
  • Wait reboot.
  • Why are you crying?!
  • He rushed over to you, and immediately gathered you into a big bear hug.
  • “What happened Princess?! Is something wrong with your parents?”
  • You started to shake your head, but in a sense he was right. There was something wrong with them.
  • He quickly carried you into the kitchen and grabbed you a glass of water, gently setting you on counter.
  • “Easy Princess…breath…”
  • Once you calmed down a bit, you explained to him that you came out to your parents, and they just brushed you right off.
  • It was as if your feelings didn’t matter to them.
  • You ended up getting into an argument, and you stormed right back home.
  • Zen didn’t know how to react.
  • He didn’t have the easiest home life.
  • But you? His princess? That’s unacceptable.
  • You’re his princess, his angel. You deserved the world and more.
  • Your sexuality, shouldn’t matter in the slightest to anyone.
  • It doesn’t change who you are. It’s a part of you.
  • And he loves every single part of you.
  • As furious as he was with your parents and their narrow mentality, you were his priority.
  • He hugged you close, repeatedly whispering that he loved you, all of you, unconditionally.
  • He wanted to confront your parents, wanting to beat  talk some sense into them.
  • They don’t deserve you.
  • You didn’t deserve that kind of brush off.
  • No one did.
  • He hugs you even closer.
  • He was determined to show you, that you were important and loved.
  • He snuggled you, ordered your favorite foods and made sure to get plenty of snacks, and he promised you a night to remember.
  • And you did.


  • Ooooooooh boy.
  • When he came home, to find you hugging a slightly distraught Elizabeth.
  • He needed to keep from firing his entire penthouse.
  • Who the hell upset my kitten?
  • He rushed over and gathered you in his arms.
  • “Who hurt you darling? Tell me.”
  • “Jumin…I…I came out to my parents…and they just brushed me off….they said it was a phase…I just…I knew it wouldn’t be exactly easy but….a phase? Was it really so difficult for them to sit down and actually try and understand me…?”
  • Jumin was someone who felt family was important.
  • So he was completely ready to talk to them with you.
  • You were hesitant, and honestly not really ready to jump right back in.
  • So he decided to wait, but once a few days had passed, he brought it up to you again.
  • You hesitated again, but with some persuasion, said yes.
  • So he called them and set up a meeting.
  • He had you all taken to a fancy restaurant, and seated in a private booth.
  • “Thank you both very much for coming, I had called and arranged this to discuss what MC had very courageously told you-”
  • “Oh? The Gay thing? MC don’t tell me you threw that at him too! Jumin don’t worry so much about it. I’m telling you it’s just a phase! She gets into all the trends people see! Even if they are ridiculous and wrong”
  • He was angry.
  • You were crying.
  • Not a good combination.
  • “Now I see why she was upset when she came home. If this is the mindset you insist on keeping with MC, I refuse to let her stay around the toxicity. You may come to her to apologize once you realize your mistake. Come darling”
  • Without another word, he took your hand and led you outside.
  • He wanted to help you, but he also saw that pushing into toxicity wouldn’t be the answer.
  • So he would be there for you, every single step of the way.
  • And that night, he showed you just how much he truly adored you.


  • You decided to take a day off from the cafe, and told Jaehee you weren’t feeling well.
  • She wanted to actually close the cafe to stay with you.
  • But financially couldn’t. It was still pretty new, she needed all the business to help it.
  • So she decided to close a bit early and surprise you with your favorite coffee and some nice pastries she was saving for you.
  • So she came home around 7, when closing was around 8:00-9:00 pm.
  • She knocked on the door to your shared bedroom and slowly walked in.
  • “MC? Love? I brought you something to…”
  • She trailed off when she saw you wipe your eyes hastily.
  • Mama Jaehee activate.
  • “What’s wrong??” She rushed over to you.
  • You softly explained the situation with your parents.
  • And how hurt you were, but most of all frustrated, because you didn’t understand why they would just say that and expect you to be okay with it.
  • She didn’t have a good home life, so she didn’t really know what advice she could give you.
  • But she did pull you into her arms.
  • And hug you tightly right to her chest.
  • “I…may not have the right words to fix all of this…but I do know this: You’re you. Your sexuality doesn’t change you. You’re you because of your strength and your heart…please don’t ever doubt yourself…”
  • You helped her through a time where she was stuck.
  • Where she was hopeless and you helped her achieve her dream.
  • She wasn’t going to let this weigh on you.
  • So she sat you down, and began to spoil the ever living hell out of you.
  • That night was full of extra cuddles, favorite foods and Zen Musicals.


  • He just knew.
  • He didn’t know all of the details.
  • But he knew.
  • When he finally finished with work, and found you curled up on the bed in his spare hoodie.
  • He knew your parents hurt you.
  • All he could do was wrap his arms around you tightly and hold you.
  • This wasn’t the time for jokes or stupid puns.
  • You needed him. Serious him.
  • And you clung to him.
  • “Say the word, and I’ll make them regret it MC. You deserve so much more than them. If they can’t accept you, I’ll make them realize it.”
  • “No…Saeyoung…I don’t want that at all….I just…I wish they didn’t brush me off like that…”
  • He held you tighter to him and stroked your hair.
  • You shouldn’t have to go through with this.
  • You’re his angel. His love. His everything.
  • You didn’t deserve this.
  • You deserved the world.
  • And he would do his absolute best to give it to you.
  • “MC?”
  • You looked at him curiously, because he had a softer tone now.
  • “I could totally fill your parents banks up with Monopoly money if you want…”
  • Monopoly….
  • What the shit no
  • That’s my future money dammit no
  • “I’m good babe….”
  • “Just saying….”
  • You couldn’t help but laugh and hug him closer.
  • You were so lucky.
  • And he made sure to make you feel loved every single day. Loved and accepted.


  • He was still home, when you came rushing back from your parents.
  • He could hear the sniffles and the held back sobs when you rushed in and he was immediately worried.
  • “MC…? Angel…?”
  • He barely got a chance to stood up when you rushed into his arms and hugged him.
  • He immediately threw his arms around you and hugged you close.
  • “What happened? What’s going on?”
  • He didn’t want to be pushy, but he was too worried to wait.
  • “My parents they just…”
  • You explained what happened, but had to pause to keep from outright crying again.
  • He was speechless.
  • He understood, that it wouldn’t be the easiest topic in the world, especially when it feels like there’s no right to time to just say it.
  • But he didn’t expect them to just outright sweep it under the table.
  • A trend? Phase? Why the hell would they come up with that? Of all things?
  • While he was angry at your parents, and disappointed. He wanted to take care of you.
  • So he gently led you to the kitchen.
  • And immediately began to brew some tea for you.
  • He reminded you that you were loved and cared for you.
  • That you were accepted by not only him, but by the entire RFA.
  • Your parents would see their mistake soon.
  • And until then, you will be safe and taken care of.
  • He made sure to have you know that your feelings, your identity, your being itself. Everything is valid.
  • Everything is important.
  • Everything is perfect as it is.


  • He wanted to commit a felony.
  • As soon as he saw you crying on the couch.
  • He didn’t waste any time in asking you what was wrong.
  • After he detached himself from the bear hold he forced you into.
  • He’s not too great with gentle cuddles just yet
  • But you still held onto him, when you explained the situation with your parents, and how little they managed to make you feel.
  • Make that two felonies.
  • You had to sit there and hold him to make sure he calmed down.
  • Despite the comfort you brought.
  • He knew.
  • You needed him first.
  • So he held you, more gently than the first time.
  • It was a bit awkward, but he made sure to try and keep himself relaxed for you.
  • You helped him heal.
  • He wanted to make sure you knew how important you really were.
  • He wasn’t good with words.
  • He couldn’t never properly explain just what was going on inside him.
  • But he hoped, that you realized that he loved you unconditionally.
  • Regardless of your sexuality, gender or any preference whatsoever.
  • He fell in love with your heart and soul.
  • Thank god you weren’t hearing this it’s too fucking cheesy even for him
  • But he loved you.
  • That’s all he needed to know.
Seokjin Scenario: Seventh Floor.

Request:  I would like a scenario where You and Jin are rivals (who secretly have a crush on each other) and you get stuck in the elevator due to a blackout and you get really scared and Jin makes fun of you at first but eventually tries to calm you and take care of you. It would be nice if they had a cute ending..hihi Thank you so much~

Genre: Fluff / Romance

Of all the places where you could be, you wondered why was your fate so twisted, so wicked, so freaking wrong that it had to end up placing you on the same elevator as him.

Huffing a little under your breath, you tried to not make your annoyance noticeable, but it was proving to be such a hard task. Why Kim Seokjin of all people? With his full of himself attitude and cocky smile, who walked as if he owned the world and with what right? Only because he was so… so undeniably attractive, alright. But he was infuriating too beneath that terribly good looking kind smile of his, witty and sarcastic behind that mellow voice, and now the fact of being so close to him in that little secluded space that seemed to grow smaller with each passing minute, you were starting to feel dizzy, sweating cold with your heart climbing on your throat.

–Your anxiety is showing even if I can barely see you – He spoke smugly and you could almost picture him with that gorgeous smirk that you shouldn’t think it was gorgeous at all, looking at you with only the tiny emergency red light shining over your heads, enjoying the way you couldn’t disguise the shakiness of your breathing.

–Shut up, this is your fault– You refused to look at him and managed to level your voice to seem nonchalant.

–My fault? – he laughed amused and you could hear him resting his body against the iron wall. –It wasn’t me the one pressing buttons like crazy–

–That’s not what caused this, let me inform you. It’s actually a blackout if you haven’t noticed– This time you turned around to face him, placing your hands on your hips and you were met with that smirk you knew could sweep a lot of girls off their feet, including you.

–You’re totally losing it right there – he said as a matter of facts, and maybe he could see the tremble of your hands, the scared expression you were trying to control because yes, you were completely and by all means losing it right there with the fear.

–Didn’t you have anywhere else to be? Why did I have to end here with you? – you talked harshly to him but Jin only seemed amused by that. There was a short moment of silence before he finally spoke again. 

–Why do you hate me so much Y/N? –

That question surprised you, you looked at Seokjin frozen, thankful that the red light could disguise your quickly reddening cheeks. Why did you hate him so much? You could answer a lot of things, first that you just hated the fact that he was him, simply. But the first answer that came to your head was that you didn’t hate him at all, if so the complete opposite, and now you were both trapped  inside an elevator on the seventh floor in the middle of a blackout, speechless and with a racing heart.

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