but they do and i won't argue

Rhysand is much better than Tamlin
  • Feyre: I don't want to go live with you.
  • Tamlin: I don't care. You're coming with me or dying.
  • Rhysand: I waited until you called for me to come rescue you.
  • Feyre: I want to leave.
  • Tamlin: I don't care, you're staying. You're mine. I'll lock you in this house.
  • Rhysand: I'll teach you how to read and put up mental blocks until the week is up...and won't lock you in a house if we argue.
  • Feyre: I want to learn how to fight.
  • Tamlin: No. That sends a message.
  • Rhysand: *shouts over shoulder* Cassian! Come train Feyre how to fight!
  • Feyre: I want to go with you wherever it is you leave to.
  • Tamlin: No.
  • Rhysand: Okay. I'll personally winnow or fly you to wherever we're going to go.
  • Feyre: I don't want to wear these dumb dresses.
  • Tamlin: Suck it up. You're wearing them. Any other clothes send a message.
  • Rhysand: Okay. How do Illyrian fighting leathers sound? Night Court clothes? You're not a doll. You don't have to wear those dresses.
  • Feyre: When we're married will I be a High Lady?
  • Tamlin: There's no such thing as a High Lady.
  • Rhysand: "She is my mate. And my spy. And she is the High Lady of the Night Court." "Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court."
  • Everyone: Sorry, we don't don't care.
  • Me: *crying* I care

anonymous asked:

I've read all of the discourse and I swear to merlin, you are all so fucking western... The question is not "is this antisemitism", it's "what can we do so our grandchildren won't have to worry about it" cause yes, the stereotype is VERY visible and all we need to do is make sure the stereotype will not be used in the future, not argue IF it exist. Or maybe it's just me living next to the old concetration camp, so I'm not objective.

this, this, a million times this! again, this is so eloquently put that i doubt there is anything i can say to add on to this, but thank you for your incredible input!

okay but after I watched TFA and came out of it like “wait what was this bit about? And that bit, it made no sense? Why did Luke run off?” and so on, and everyone else was like “it’s a trilogy, it’ll be explained in the next movie, they can’t give all the answers away immediately, it’s called suspense, duh”

nonsense, wasn’t it? Because they don’t know. Rian Johnson, the guy who is making the next installment, doesn’t know the answers. Which means that JJ Abrams and everyone involved in TFA don’t know the answers. Because the only other option is that they know, and just decided not to tell the guy who’s making the next movie. Which would make them beyond idiotic, frankly, and I don’t for a moment think that’s what happened here.

So all that stuff in TFA that made no sense? That we didn’t know the reason for? It simply made no sense. The reason doesn’t exist. I didn’t miss it because I’m not a good enough fan. There aren’t any layers of meaning to it. They sent Luke to live on an island so he’d be out of the way and Leia would have a mission and the audience would have a mystery to ponder.

Rian Johnson might be able to salvage it all and invent reasons and explanations for it all, but those reasons and explanations will NOT be what JJ Abrams & Co had in mind when they made it happen.

So the reason why Luke does this out-of-character thing and runs away from his responsibilities? Eh, we don’t know. We just thought it’d be cool, or something.

And that just steals whatever little faith I had that maybe, maybe, they had something in mind when they did all the other stuff. Maybe there’s a good reason why Han and Leia broke up, and their kid went to the Dark Side, and Snoke showed up, and the Republic fell apart again, and so on and so forth. Except, y’know, as it stands… it looks to me like the reason was “because that’s what needs to happen so we can have a cool plot that resembles ANH so we can get maximum nostalgia money from the fans”. All that stuff that happened off-screen? Handwaved. Literally. These aren’t the thought-out reasons and motives you’re looking for. Move along.

“It’ll all make sense once you’ve seen the other movies! It’s not out of character! It’s not just an excuse to re-do ANH! It’s all happening for a reason, they’ve just not told us yet!”

Yeah, right.

chloeolivialuce  asked:

Hey! In a lot of imagines revolving the rfa and mc arguing, mc cries/runs off but could you do an imagine where mc stands her ground and says that they need to shape up and apologise because she won't take their bs? Thanks, sorry if this is a bit weird I just really wanna see a badass mc. With rfa + Saeran please!

YASSSSS, this request gives me life! Let’s make badass MC happen more often, people!

MC makes RFA + Saeran apologize after a fight


  • You love him and how much he cares about you
  • But sometimes he treats you like a little kid. Don’t go alone to this place, don’t do this by yourself, you’ll get hurt! Shit like that.
  • You get it, he’s worried because that guy in the apartment might still be around, but… you’re a grown ass woman, can’t you really go for a jog in the park by yourself without him calling you like there’s a fire going on?
  • You came in and found him glaring at you, arms crossed and a judgmental face, like you were a teenager doing the walk of shame after sneaking out.
  • “I was worried.” “I can see that.” You said, moving to the kitchen to get some water in the fridge.
  • “Babe, we already discussed this, you can’t go out like this by yourself, it’s dangerous, and you’re so sweet and innocent, and…” “Says who?” “What?”
  • “Who told you I’m sweet and innocent? You really think I can’t stand up by myself if I need to? Oh, and we actually didn’t discuss anything, YOU decided that I couldn’t go out by myself. You took a decision for me! “
  • “I can’t believe you’re being that ungrateful right now, MC! I dedicate my whole life to you, I’ve been trying to work less to spend more time with you, I do my best to include you in my work, and that’s how you thank me?”
  • “Well, guess what, Hyun? I never asked you to do these things, I never forced you, you do because you want to, and I let you do as you please because I want you to be happy and comfortable with me, and I’m pretty sure I’m not asking much for wanting some reciprocity here. So don’t try to make me feel guilty for something I know I’m right, I’m not a kid, I’m not a teenager, and I’m not stupid!”
  • You were calm, but your words were harsh. Zen never saw you this assertive, he honestly didn’t know he was patronizing you like this. Well, maybe he knew a little, his instinct of protection sometimes got the best of him.
  • And you called him by his real name, so he knows you’re PISSED and he’s screwed.
  • “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll take a shower. I could barely sweat since I couldn’t jog much, but… I just need a shower.” He watched as you moved without even looking at him, yep, he was screwed.
  • He wanted to fix this right now, but he would be a dead man if he even tried getting in that bathroom right now, he knew this.
  • So he waited, sitting in the bed, processing your words. You were so sure about being right, who was he to say you’re not?
  • His intentions were good, they really were, but… good intentions aren’t enough if he wants you to be happy with him, and you would never be happy if you feel trapped with him.
  • That’s exactly what he told you when you came out of the bathroom. You thanked him for understanding. He wanted at least a smile from you, but he could understand why you wouldn’t give him right now.
  • He had the whole night to try making you smile.


  • You rarely get mad at him. He doesn’t do anything wrong most of the time.
  • But it takes you to be a little friendlier to Zen and he turns into this grumpy jealousy little prick.
  • You try to be patient, he’s insecure, Zen is dreamy to most everybody, but… at this point, Zen and, most important, him, should know where you heart is. So he shouldn’t get this cold to you just because you went to watch one of Zen’s rehearsals.
  • You came in, he didn’t even say hello or greeted you at his usual cheerful manner, he looked at you head to toes and went back to his book. Oh boy…
  • “I saw the photos in the messenger, MC.” Judging by his tone, he saw the most compromising pictures ever, but he could only be talking about Zen’s selfie with you at rehearsal. “Yeah? How do I look in them?” you asked putting your coat and purse in the coffee table mindlessly.
  • “Don’t mock me! I… I don’t like when you don’t take me seriously! I’m serious right now! You going out with Zen while dating me is serious, MC!”
  • “There isn’t a single person in the world who takes you more serious than I do, Yoosung. Trust me on this. But don’t expect me to stop hanging out with my friends just because you can’t handle your jealous.”
  • “I… I’m not jealous! I’m worried for you! You keep acting this nice and Zen, no, not only Zen, any other guy can get the wrong idea about you! Or… do you want them to get the wrong idea?” he regretted these last words the minute they left his mouth, he was expecting tears and was already thinking what he would have to say to fix this…
  • “No, you’re not worried. You’re just jealous. Once again you’re taking on me all your insecurities. Honestly, Yoosung, I’m running out of ideas on how to convince you that I love you and there’s no other man who could make me feel like you do. And I get that you’re insecure, I told you a million times we can find you some help on this, but I won’t put up with you trying to make me feel bad for having friends and being nice with them.  Zen is your friend too, you should congratulate him on his new role instead of pissing me off over something I’m not wrong.”
  • Your words dropped like needles on his skin. It was harsh, but yet you looked so cold and stoic, like he was trying to be when you came in. He was terrified of even looking at you in the eye.
  • “We ran out of rice, I’ll buy some.” You said, getting ready to leave again. “I-I’ll go.” He jumped out of the couch and headed to the convenience store, it was the least he could do.
  • He went and came back all the way thinking of what to say to make things right.
  •  You were right, he was being an ass not only to you, but to his friend, this wasn’t the Yoosung he wanted to be, not when it comes to you.
  •  Yes, he wants to be always sweet and nice, always caring and respectful about you and your choices, your friends, your life. He wants you to be happy and he knows he’ll never be able to be part of this happiness if he keeps acting like this.
  • You nodded in agreement when he told you this. “So, uhm… will you cook this or what?” you asked glancing quickly at him, that was his cue.
  • “Yes, sure. Hey, uhm… do you want to invite Zen to come over?”


  • Okay, this is not about her as your girlfriend, is about her as you business partner.
  • She left C & R, but C & R didn’t leave her. She still has these habits of trying to take all responsibility for herself and ending up stressed and tired.
  • You feel left out, she decides a lot of things by herself when it comes to the café without asking you first, and gets very passive aggressive when you take over something without her noticing.
  • You understand, old habits die hard. But… what’s the point in all of this if she keeps getting stressed out and you don’t even get to share this with her?
  • So when you took over some paper work and she noticed, there were her grumpy sigh in annoyance and a long glare at you.
  • “MC, can you return this to me, please?” “No, I’m working on this. Take this time to relax a little.” You didn’t say to piss her off, you genuinely wanted her to relax and get some rest… but that’s not how she took it.
  • “Don’t be condescending on me, MC, I don’t like this! I’m already much stressed and I don’t need you clowning around with serious work like this. I would relax if I could, but I can’t, as you can see for yourself and prefer to ignore it.”
  • “I wish I could ignore it, but these dark circles under your eyes are impossible to ignore.” You weren’t being sarcastic or anything, you were really concerned, but… again, that’s not how she took it.”
  • “You think you’re really funny, don’t you? Seriously, MC, I… I can’t stand when you act this calm and carefree over anything! I hate being the one always worried, always tense, but you leave me no choice! It’s tiring enough taking care of everything, I can’t take care of you acting like a child too!” she finally looked at you, you blinked once, twice…
  • “You don’t have to, you’re the one acting like a child here, like one of those young brothers playing the victim, you know? Apparently you forgot what a partnership means, since you don’t let me handle anything but servicing customers. I’m as capable and competent as you, Jaehee, I can handle things as good as you, and since I can, you don’t have to try to embrace the world. I know you’re used to dealing everything by yourself, but I’m here to help you. So… let me.”
  • She missed the sweet bubbly girl, you were scary like this! You could yell your lungs out and it wouldn’t be that scary as you acting this cold.
  • “Oh, and I fixed this report for you, you missed a few sales there. You’re welcome.” You dropped the paper on her desk and stretched yourself like it was nothing.
  • That awkward silence was killing her, her thoughts on how she managed to get you this pissed were torturing her.
  • And you were right, she was acting like… ugh, that was awful, but she was acting like Jumin, bossing you around, getting passive aggressive if something is not done in her way, playing the martyr, yeah, she would be furious if this happened to her… again.
  • The point of the café was to finally do something she loves, doing it with the person she loves the most included on this. She didn’t want to be the Jumin to your Jaehee.
  • She told you that, and you giggled with the last part, she was relieved seeing your smile, but she knew she screwed up big time with you.
  • So you two called it a night at work and headed home. The make up sex was amazing, by the way.


  • You can’t call all the times you just gave him a free pass on things he did wrong.
  • Okay, everything is very new to him when it comes to relationships, so sometimes he doesn’t even notice how insensitive he’s being.
  • And he has strong opinions about you. Even if you didn’t ask him, he’s giving you his thoughts on your clothes, your manners, everything.
  • So you two are about to leave to meet RFA on a little get together, and he’s looking at your dress, more like staring at it.
  • “Are you really going to wear this?” “Why? Would you prefer me going naked?” your eyes met his through the mirror.
  • “Don’t tease me right now, please. And go change, this dress is a tease by itself, and I don’t want Zen drooling over you.”
  • “I’m not teasing, I’m being sarcastic. You should know the difference by now.” You didn’t want to sound this bitchy, but… come on, he was asking for it.
  • “I understand sarcasm, I just don’t know why you would act like this when I’m just worried about your image and how other people look at it. Don’t take me wrong, it looks great on you, but it looks so great I feel I should be the only one to look at you like this. Am I wrong for caring this much about you?”
  • “No, you’re wrong by thinking you can boss me around on what to wear and how to behave like I’m one of your employees. I know you cherish me, I know you love me, and since you do, you should remember your promise on stopping this possessiveness. And yes, I know it looks great, I bought it with my money and I know what looks good on my body, and if you don’t like it, well… you can stay home.”
  • His eyes were widened, your voice was deep and calm, like you were discussing business with him, but you weren’t, you were giving him a little reality check.
  • “So, what are you going to do? Can I dismiss Driver Kim for today? I’ll call Seven and tell him he can pick me up.” “I’ll… I’ll go.”
  • Driver Kim noticed the tense atmosphere between you two and quickly rolled up the partition, even him was scared at your unusual coldness.
  • Jumin wasn’t sure on what to think. He just knew this silence was hurting, he didn’t want to apologize though.
  • But… considering his inexperience in relationships, he knew he probably was very wrong on this. Whad do you always tell him? Oh yes, trying to imagine if it was with him, be sympathetic…
  • Yes, he wouldn’t like having someone telling him what to wear and how to behave, his father used to do that and he hated and… oh, now he gets it.
  •  “I’m sorry.” He whispered, it was a little dark in the car, so he couldn’t see your face, but as you slipped your hand to hold his, he knew he was on the right track.


  • You got used to his odd sleeping and eating habits.
  • And as much as it is part of his… charms, you get worried for him not eating anything.
  • But you having to play his mommy and make him eat every day tires you a lot. For fuck’s sake, he’s a grown ass man, he should be able to take care of himself!
  • So you made dinner, you served yourself and didn’t call him to join you. No, he can smell, if he’s hungry, he should eat.
  •  You were washing the dishes you used when he walked in the kitchen. “Why didn’t you warn me you made dinner?” his voice was a little whiny.
  • “The smell is a natural warning. It worked, since you’re here.” “Wow, so feisty. I should be the one getting snappy after working 13 hours non-stop.”
  • “I don’t see Vanderwood pointing a taser to you anymore. You’re doing this because you want to.”
  •  “Ah, come on, MC! What’s gotten to you? Are you mad because I’m not giving you attention right now? Is that what you want? A little attention? I’m giving it to you right now, so stop acting like a spoiled kid, for God’s sake! If I knew I was gonna face you with this temper, I would have stayed locked in my office!”
  • “I’m not mad. And even if I were, it wouldn’t be because of lack of attention, it would be because I give you too much attention, right? I’m always worried if you’re sleeping enough or eating well enough, I’m alwys bringing you food, asking you how you’re doing. Pretty stupid of me, right? Acting like I care about my reckless boyfriend?”
  • This man always has a comeback ready, this time he didn’t. He didn’t have any word forming in his head right now. Not even his brother in a bad mood can get this scary.
  • “Remember to wash the dishes if you decide to eat, okay? I’m going to brush my teeth and get ready to sleep. “I…I will join you.” “No, you’re not, you’re sleeping in the couch tonight. Or in your office, since you like that much.” SHIT!
  • Of course he couldn’t do any more work after that, you sounded… like him in those days at Rika’s apartment, oh, so that’s how it feels…
  • He was scared of facing you, he knew he had this talent of managing to screw up even more.
  • So he stood up in front of the bedroom door and gave an unsure knock. You didn’t answer. Oh… you were really pissed, right?
  • You weren’t overreacting. Knowing you, he knew you were probably holding this to yourself for a long time and he getting all sarcastic and douchy was the tip of the iceberg. This was wrong, he promised he would never lock himself away like this and neglect his own health, he was a changed man, you changed him. He needed to start acting more mature in order to suit you, didn’t he?
  • He told all this through the door. Still, no answer. Oh well, he would try again in the morning.
  • You opened the door, but didn’t face him as he climbed up in the bed. Well, giving him the honor to share the bed with you was a start on what would be a long night…


  • Seriously, is there anything you two don’t fight about?
  • They are usually silly bickering and end as fast as they started, but there are other times when he really annoys you.
  • You know you should be more patient with him, but ugh… does he really have to be rude and snappy like this when you are just asking him something innocently?
  •  It’s happening again, you asked him about his contact lens, shouldn’t he get a new pair? And who knows the questionable precedence of these ones, maybe he could get ones with a prescription.
  • “And going to a doctor so my father can know everything about me and send me to jail? Good to know you want to see me behind bars, MC.” “You know very well we could get you a discreet doctor, no need for you to talk like that to me.”
  • “No need for you to ask stupid questions. Just leave my lens alone, why do you even care about this?”
  • “I ask myself the same sometimes…” “Oh, if you’re that unhappy, you know you can just leave whenever you want, don’t you?” hmmm… he didn’t mean that, yeah, he realized this as soon as he said it, he just got carried away by the adrenaline rush of your usual fights.
  • “I’m not unhappy. I would be unhappy if you went arrested, I would be unhappy if something happened to your eyes, I would be unhappy leaving you just because you’re a silly little boy picking on stupid little fights that never take us anywhere. So I’ll do you a favor and end this before I get really unhappy.”
  • Oh wow… this was… you were… really scary like this. He usually was the one acting this intimidating, but it was just to tease you, you definitely weren’t teasing him, you were pissed at him.
  • “And put down the toilet seat after you use it, please?” you said as you just remembered this, he waited for you to turn your back so he could run to the bathroom and put it down.
  •  Ugh, his therapist already told him, if something bothers him, he needs to know first: why does I bother him? Second: is there something he can do about this?
  • So why does it bother him? I don’t know, because you’ve been ignoring him for the last forty five minutes? And is there something he can do about this? Yes, apologize.
  • He ‘s not really good at this, so he hands you the phone, you look at him confused. “C-can you make an appointment for me with the doctor? I don’t like talking in the phone…” don’t smile, MC! Don’t let him know he can get away for being so adorable!
  • You call the doctor and set an appointment. “Will you go with me?”
  • “Of course I will” you say, giving him a little smile that quickly faded away. Well,you can smile,  you won this round.
Hate You (Wonho)

Originally posted by kookforever

Chapter 3

Previously: |Chapter 1| |Chapter 2|
Paring: Wonho x Reader
Genre:  Romance, Fluff af, kinda mad af Wonho

“Wonho?” he turned towards me. “Be my one night stand.” I confidently stated while I climbed on top of him. I must have shocked him because he froze. A smirk played on my lips as I leaned forward. One hand found its way to the back of his neck while the other trailed down his chest, toying with the buttons on his shirt. My lips grazed against his before they gently made contact with his neck.

He must have finally realized what was happening because his hands instantly went to the small of my back and my hips, in an attempt to pull me closer to him. I pulled away from his neck to look at him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more serious look on him. his hands trail up my body to my neck. He pulls me into a passionate kiss, so passionate it knocks the breath out of the both of us. My hands pull on his shirt before unbuttoning it. I could feel his muscles underneath my hands.

Wonho was suddenly everywhere. He was all around me. Consuming me. Pulling me into bliss. I couldn’t think anymore. My mind clouded over. His hands were everywhere all at once. And then he wasn’t.

“Wait.” he hesitated. “You don't want to do this.” 

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anonymous asked:

"the machine is telling me to void your check" - "that's ridiculous. run it again." - "i already ran it twice. no." - "you're doing it wrong!" - "if i was doing it wrong, it wouldn't read it at all." - "i have been shopping here since before you were born!" - "Okay, but the machine won't accept your check." - more arguing until she gives me a check from a completely different book. that one runs fine. "see? you were just doing it wrong." - i wanted to pull her hair out.

ok this might be discourse but like. the director didn’t deserve a sympathetic ending?? he was obsessed and awful and hurt everyone he came into contact with, his justification for hurting tons of people was that he was the one who suffered the most/alpha counts as himself (horrors we inflict on ourselves) and he had no choice which tbqh is absolutely wrong, he purposefully manipulated and hurt people (including his family) non stop for his own gain and selfish reasons,,,,,

like do you think that calling ur daughter “your greatest creation” somehow redeems you for all the awful things u did?? like not only does that downplay the years of torture u put on alpha and make it seem like u somehow own carolina, you didn’t do shit buddy, she made herself great. u can’t just say smth nice and look sad and somehow be a good person yknow 

anyway in summary the director is Bad and i heavily dislike him and the day i call him church is the day i die GoodNight 

anonymous asked:

Adrienette, Voltron AU

Training had been on the difficult side today. Marinette tried her best to be sure everyone was keeping up, but Adrien had been noticeably lagging during some of the tougher exercises. Chloe and Alya bickered a bit, but even that was manageable, especially compared to how they normally argued every time they trained together. Nino tried to compensate for Adrien, moving faster and keeping an eye on him while they struggled through the exercises, but even that wasn’t enough. She dismissed them after encouraging everyone to rest up and work harder tomorrow.

“Hey, Adrien.” She caught his shoulder before he could leave with the others. “Is, um…” She waited for the door to close before she asked, her voice soft, “Is everything okay?”

“Oh, yeah! I’m fine.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Just a little tired.”

“Really?” She raised a brow. “You know, it’s okay if you’re not.”



He was quiet for a moment, then he drooped forward, finally showing some of the exhaustion he’d clearly battled for so long. “I’m having a hard time keeping up.”

She stepped closer and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, trying not to blush. After all, they had to be comfortable near each other, and her lingering crush really wasn’t doing either of them any favors now that they were fighting aliens together. “I know. It’s a lot.”

“I just keep thinking about how worried my father must be. He was always overprotective. He didn’t even want me going to school.”

She looked down at him, but all she could see was blond hair plastered to the back of his neck. “Really?” He hadn’t shared many details about his home life. Based on the odd gaps in his knowledge, especially when it came to pop culture and social norms among their age group, she’d figured out something had been a little different about his upbringing, but until now, she hadn’t been sure what it was.

“Sorry.” He straightened. “I shouldn’t be dumping this on you.”

“No, no!” She frowned. “I’m happy to listen. Really.”

He smiled, warm and sweet enough to spark a pleasant heat in her chest. “Thanks, Marinette. I probably just need a little training.”

“It sounds like you need to relax.”

He chuckled. “Look who’s talking. I think you live here.”

The worst part was that he wasn’t exactly wrong. Marinette had spent more and more time in the training room, working off her own anxiety and the frustratingly inconvenient feelings she had for her teammate.

She shrugged and looked away. “Well, we need to be ready. For all we know, the next attack is only a few ticks away.”

Chloe peeked into the room. “Not to interrupt another ‘will they kiss moment’, but you know, we could all use a break if you’re offering.”

Marinette jumped and turned to shoot Chloe a sharp look. “I thought you were supposed to help clean the healing pods.”

“Alya wanted to stick around and see if you two would actually do anything, but we all know you won’t.” Chloe arched a brow. “I bet if we looked, we’d find a space spa or something. My nails are a disaster.”

Adrien chuckled. “Sorry, Chlo, we don’t really have time for any stops.”

“A spa day does sound kind of nice, actually.” Marinette sighed. “Maybe after we beat Hawkmoth.”

Send me a ship and an AU, and I’ll write something for it!

anonymous asked:

You've been getting on each other's nerves all day and eventually you just go up to your room to take a break from arguing, but neither of you can stay mad long because you just don't have enough time with each other and as soon as you get up to apologize he's bursting into the room to apologize and all the while you're talking he pulls you to him and won't stop kissing your face and neck, 'H, I'm trying to have a conversation' , 'And I'm trying to have a little less conversation' lame I know

“Don’t try and make me all mad again.”

“Yeh won’t be mad, angel. Jus’ let me love on yeh, like I always do.” His hand slides in your hair, as he nibbles and suckles on your lower lip, making you moan softly into his mouth. 

Harry is mumbling something in between kisses, getting a little bit breathless, and he whimpers, when you pull away from him.

“What are you saying?” You ask, and look down at his fallen lips, all plump and raspberry red.

“I-I’m,” he swallows loudly, still breathing heavily. 

“I’m so sorry.”

Okay but where was all the outrage from y'all about how it's never okay to go after players heads when PK was literally punching Sid's head into the boards??? Bc i didn't see all of those posts 👀

I bet if I looked at the blogs who have posted about how terrible Sidney is for doing this I wouldn’t see one post about PK doing the same thing games earlier smh.

listen I want some real angst. i’m talkin, muse a is in this dumb ass relationship where their s/o is actually a piece of shit and muse b is just so DONE with muse a’s shit like you know you can do better why the fuck are you sticking with them just fucking go. and it’s not that happy full support crap because muse b has seen where being nice about it has gotten muse a, and they know their friend just needs some real tough love. and then like one day muse a and b are arguing hardcore over how irrational muse a is being and muse b is like  ‘i would treat you so much better.’

  • -Wanting to be a proper boyfriend, Oikawa bravely makes it official with Kageyama's "parents" by inviting them to lunch.-
  • Oikawa: Yup, so there you have it. Me and Tobio-chan are dating. So hopefully you can give us your blessing with this relationship~
  • Kageyama: //////[-Nervously eating as he looks down.-]
  • Daichi: Uhm, that's great news you two. It...sure was surprising to hear.[-still a bit speechless after being invited by their rival for an important news.-]
  • Suga: Yeah, we never would have expected you to actually have such deeper affections for Kageyama. Are you really serious about dating him?[-Although he was saying this calmly, there was a definite tone of hostility laced in that question.-]
  • Oikawa: Of course Mr. Refre-, Uh Suga-san. I'm more than serious about this relationship.
  • -Suga turned to Kageyama.-
  • Suga: What about you, Kageyama. Did you really think about this?
  • -Kageyama stayed quite before nodding.-
  • Kageyama: ...Yeah. I want this, too./////
  • -Suga still looked a bit skeptical, but decided to finally give in at last with a sigh.-
  • Suga: Well if this is what you want, then I won't argue.
  • -Kageyama takes another bite of his dinner, blushing even harder as Daichi smiled; completely relieved he didn't have to step in.-
  • Oikawa: That's quite considerate of you as his teammates...[-extends his hand to Suga-]
  • Suga: Well, please keep in mind that you are going to be held accountable for anything that might happen to our precious Kouhai. So do take care of him, Grand King. [-smiles warmly-]
  • Oikawa: ;;;;(...This guy is scary.;;;)
  • <p> <b>Nana from first chapter:</b> I don't like any of you ( maybe except of Igarashi ). I'm only here for Serinuma.<p/><b>Nana later:</b> We're leaving Serinuma with her job and we're going to help history club!<p/><b>Nana later:</b> Let's make a Christmas party! It's going to be super fun!<p/><b>Nana later:</b> Shima and Serinuma had a fight? Sure we'll help them.<p/><b>Nana later:</b> Shinomiya is leaving? Okay first I'll get mad at him and argue in the school cafeteria and later I will go to his house with all of you and tell him that he's our friend and he won't get rid of us so easily.<p/><b>Nana later:</b> Shinomiya is scared of something in his house? I will sleep there and I will also help him clean the entire house and make him something to eat.<p/><b>Nana later:</b> Apparently I still do Shinomiya's laundry cause he can't do it himself.<p/></p>
  • *BTS is in the car*
  • Jin: Okay kids, put on your seat beats.
  • Namjoon: *struggles with GPS, ends up breaking it in half* Y'Know, I-I'll just wing it..yea.
  • Yoongi: *is asleep*
  • Hoseok: *bothers Jungkook to pet his hair* COMe oN!!!
  • Jungkook: But Hyunggg.
  • Jin: *glares* Jungkook. Do what your brother tells you.
  • Jungkook: *gives in and pets the horse*
  • Jimin & Taehyung: *arguing over who can pick the first movie to watch*
  • Taehyung: another won't hurt :^))) *puts it in DVD player*
  • Jimin: *groans*
  • Jin: We all good?
  • *everyone but Namjoon groans*
  • Namjoon: I- um. I think I broke it.
  • Jin: I know you broke the GPS just use your phone.
  • Namjoon: Um. I meant the car.

mermaid-of-the-valley  asked:

What do you think of an AU where Damian was revived via the Lazarus Pit, but instead of coming back angry like Jason, he came back... quieter? Like, practically melancholy, passive, he won't even argue with anyone anymore, and he's disconcertingly obedient. How would his family react to and deal with that?

whooooops I somehow missed this one~

I think they’d downright panic. Especially Jason. I think Jason, if he wasn’t in contact with Bruce, would call him immediately. Call Dick, call Alfred, call anyone who might even maybe care about the kid. Sit them all down and make it blatantly clear the kid is not okay.

Bruce would blame Ra’s. Probably think that Ra’s did something to the Pit he used. Fly across the world to beat Ra’s up and scream in his face.

But I think they’d all lost enough, that when Damian came out and he ended up not being okay, or not being even like Jason, I think they might all take some time off. Maybe not constant or permanent, but. Maybe less patrols. Maybe Tim moves back into the manor, maybe Dick’s there every Friday through Sunday, but call every night he’s not there. Maybe Jason actually comes home for a little, gives Damian a direct line to him and him only. Maybe Bruce puts him to bed, actually reminds him, daily, constantly, how much he loves him.

It might not help. But it’d probably bring all their frayed family back together, for that common goal.

anonymous asked:

How come you stopped caring about the people who support you? Why do you ignore us like you're someone superior


I have always thanked everyone who interacts with me or tells me how much they enjoy my blog and thoughts on JTV. I have never felt I was superior to anyone on here, even the idiots I constantly argue with. So idk what you’re talking about?

I barely even come on here anymore since long before Michael died and if I do it’s usually a quick reblog or post I had on my mind. I answer asks when I see them and if I see someone reply to a post I will reply to it if I have thoughts to add or find what they say interesting. It’s hard to be as up to date and interactive on this blog when the sole purpose of me making it (Villadero) is gone and JTV isn’t on right now/I stopped watching.


[A BJOO (Byungjoo) Scenario ft. Special Apperance by Hansol&Yano] - Requested by Anon~


[I’m sorry if it’s tooooooo long! I got carried away!] 


After finishing my assignment earlier than expected, I decided to go visit my boyfriend and his members who had a day off today. I needed to see Byungjoo and apologise about our stupid fight yesterday. He did try to call me this morning but I didn’t pick up because I was afraid that I might say something stupid and we’d argue again. So, better if I saw him in person.

Yesterday, I went over to his dorm to spend some time with him after his packed schedule. All of the members had went out for dinner except for Hansol, who wasn’t feeling too well at the time. So while Hansol rested in his room, Byungjoo and I huddled up on the couch with a blanket and enjoyed a movie together.

However, as we were sharing a few kisses and laughs, Hansol decided to wake up and get himself busy with some baking. Problem was, he didn’t know how to bake so he had nagged me for almost an hour to help him and I did, which made Byungjoo a little frustrated

And after that, we argued. About the exact same thing we argued about the time before that and the time before that. About me always getting too close to Hansol. Such stupid fights.

So, that brings me here - on my way to surprise my boyfriend at his dorm~

As I reached their door, I knocked twice and waited. Almost immediately, the door opened and there stood an overly excited Hansol. He jumped out and embraced me into a big hug before pulling me inside and shutting the door.

I looked around and noticed how deserted the place looked. 

‘Where’s everyone?’

'They went to grab some food or something,' he said as he walked towards the kitchen, 'And they didn’t even wake me up to go! I was getting lonely until you came.’

'I wouldn’t wake you up either,' I commented as I followed him, 'Too much sass.’

Upon hearing that, he immediately glared my way.

'Say that again,' he warned sassily and reached both his hands out to me, 'Go on, say it.’

I knew too well what he was going to do and I obviously wasn’t going to stand around for him to do so. 

'Ya Hansol, don’t you dare tickl- AHHHHH HANSOL!’

Before I could even finish my sentence, he was already in front of me with his hands attacking both my sides - tickling me. While yelling and laughing at the same time, I turned away and tried to escape but that plan failed when both his arms went around my waist to stop me. My back was pulled right against his chest as he continued to tickle me.


I wanted to yell at him but with all the laughing, I just couldn’t get my mind straight. 

'What are you guys doing?’

We both immediately stopped what we were doing when we heard the familiar voice. Opening my eyes, I let my breathing calm itself before looking towards the front door. I wasn’t too surprised to find Byungjoo standing there, looking rather crossed than happy to see me.

He stood at the door with his eyes fixed on me and Hansol. It was only then that I noticed our position - Hansol’s arms wrapped around my waist and my back pressed against his chest.

Oh shit.

'You’re back,' says Hansol casually as he unwraps himself from me, 'Where are the others?’

'I forgot my phone,' replied Byungjoo as he stared at me, 'When did you come?’

'Just now.’

I was slightly uncomfortable with the way Byungjoo just stood there staring. I knew more than anyone that he was jealous right now. Just like all the other times Hansol and I joked around, he’d get all worked up about it.

'Well, now that you’re back, I’m going to go to the others,' said Hansol as he passed me, 'And you missy, better be nicer to me next time.’

And like that, he slipped on his shoes and left - leaving just me and an angry Byungjoo in an empty apartment.

He sighed loudly before heading over to the couch to sit down. I also followed and sat down beside him.

'Why didn’t you pick up my calls? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?’

'I wanted to surprise you,' I said quietly, 'But you weren’t home when I came so-’

'So, you and Hansol decided to get close? Again.’

'Joo, don’t be ridiculous,’ I sighed at him, 'He was just tickling me. We were just joking around.’

'He doesn’t need to back hug you to tickle you,' he said - his tone increasing, 'This isn’t even the first time I’ve seen something like that!’

'We’re good friends! We joke around,' I replied with a voice beaming of irritation, 'Why are you always like this to Hansol? Do you expect me like, not to go close to him at all?’

'Why am I like that to Hansol? If you were in my position and you came home to suddenly find your boyfriend, who was supposed to be doing their assignment, at your house, back hugging your best friend - what would you think?’

Frustrated with his words, I just stood up and sighed. We argued every time about this. How can he not trust me? Hansol and I have been friends for 10 years, and thanks to him that I even got to meet Byungjoo. 

I wanted to just sort things out with him and then spend the rest of our day together, but if we were just going to argue again, then I might as well leave.

'Fine,' I said, 'I won’t ever come back here, neither will I ever go anywhere Hansol goes - alright?’

Without another word, I made my way towards the door. Tears threatened to spill as I thought about the fact that my own boyfriend didn’t even trust me. Before I could slip into my shoes, I felt a hand suddenly grip itself around my wrist - causing me to stop.

'Where are you going?’

'I came here to sort things out with you and to spend time with you, but if this is what we’re going to be doing, again, then I rather go home.’

All of a sudden, I found myself pushed up against the door with an angry Byungjoo right in my face and his hand above my head. I took a second to glance at him and noticed how different he was from the usual lively Byungjoo.


Being pinned up against the door by him, along with his strong glare made me feel as though I was like a lion’s prey, waiting to be eaten alive. I felt my legs weaken themselves as I noticed him clenching his teeth together tight, causing veins to appear on his neck. My entire body shivered as I felt his hot, heavy breath brush against my lips.

'You can joke around with him yet you can’t even say two words with me? We fought about this yesterday and here you are doing the same thing!’

His tone of voice indicated to me how angry he was and trust me, this is the angriest he has ever gotten. It actually scared me to see my boyfriend like this.

'Why?' he shouted and punched the space beside my head, 'Answer me!’

I wanted to speak but words were just not forming. A clump had formed itself in my throat, causing it hard to even breathe. By now, tears had certainly fallen from my eyes as I looked at him - not even believing what kind of situation we were in right now.

His dark expression immediately changed into one full of pain and guilt once he noticed my tears. He took one slow step backwards and moved his hand up to touch my cheeks.

'J-jagi… are you crying?’

I pushed his hand off, only to have him come straight back with both his hands on my cheeks - cupping it with his soft hands.

'I… I’m so sorry… I don’t know what got into me…’

Stepping closer, he engulfed me into a hug. Feeling somewhat angry, I began to thrash my hands at him and tried to push him off of me but that only caused him to hug me tighter against him.

'I’m sorry jagi… hit me - scream at me but please listen to me,’ he softly begged in my ear, ’It’s just… you’ve known him for so long and only known me for two years, so I’m afraid… really afraid that-’

'You’re an idiot.’


'The biggest idiot I know!’

He moved his head from my shoulder to look at me with such a confused expression. 

'You’re an idiot,’ I sniffled, 'Joo, I chose you - I’m your girlfriend. He’s my best friend and nothing more so I don’t understand why you’re always so insecure about that.’

'I know he’s my hyung, but I just can’t stand having him always jumping around you - acting all cute and touchy towards you,' he whispered as his thumb made contact with my cheeks - wiping away my tears, 'He should go get his own girlfriend for that because sometimes I just want to spend some time with you after a long day, but he’s always pulling you away.’

Everything became quiet as we looked into each other’s eyes lovingly. 

'I really hate myself for making you cry. I’ll make it up to you,’ he whispered as he pulled me closer, 'I’ll do anything.’

'Anything?' I asked playfully as I wrapped my arms around his neck, 'Why don’t you kiss me…’


'Again oppa~’


'One more time, oppa~’


'I’m sorry-’

'Shhh~' I cooed as I placed a finger over his lips, 'Why don’t you… show me that you’re sorry…’

I felt my eyes becoming restless as his soft lips made contact with my neck. I gasped loudly as he sucked extra hard on a particular sensitive spot that only he knew about.

'Ah… Joo…’

My eyes automatically shut themselves as I felt-

'YA ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO BE DONE ANYTIME SOON?! IT’S COLD OUT HERE!' yelled Hansol on the other side of the door

'Hyung shhhhhhh!' whispered Sangwon, 'Do you really want to go in there right now!? They’re like… in the middle of something!’

'My feet are cold. My hands are cold. My beautiful face is cold. I need to watch television. NOW.’

Giggling at the sassy Hansol, I began to retrieve my arms from around Byungjoo’s neck when he held them in place.

'What are you doing?’ I asked, confused

'I still haven’t made it up to you yet.’

'We can’t! They’re outside!’

He simply shrugged his shoulders before reaching down to bring me into his arms - bridal style.  

'And what? I need to spend some precious time with my beautiful princess and no one is going to stop me. Not even sassy Hansol.

And like that, he turned around and made his way towards his bedroom with me in his arms. With a smile on my lips, I leaned upwards to attack his lips.

'YA YA!’ yelled Hansol as he banged the door, 'Just great! They’re going to his bedroom. JUST GREAT! THEY’RE NOT GOING TO COME OUT FOR AGES! Where are we going to go now?!’

'Oh come on hyung,’ sighed Sangwon, 'I’ll shout you some food.’


That turned out so long! I’m sorry dear anon~ I hope it’s somewhat like you requested for though! (Manly&Jealous Bjoo/ Fight/ Happy Ending)

Written by: C ~