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Something New, Something Old

A belated Kuroken Day collaboration​ ~
Story by @nimbus-cloud
Art by @mookie000

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Kuroo Tomoko was a confident woman; not completely lacking in humility as the word ‘pride’ might suggest, no, she was confident.  She had faith in her abilities (and her son’s, whatever she might say), and she held her observational skills in high regard.  It was how she had known her son’s sexuality long before he finally outed himself and how she knew now that Kenma was nervous standing in front of her. 

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POPULAR TEXT POSTS + ASK MEME  (  PART 3  )

❛ i need a reasonable paying job, something like $2,000 an hour. nothing too wild. ❜
❛ idc (i do care) ❜
❛ ‘are you taken?’ yes bitch, taken for granted ❜
❛ half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half is, well, an asshole ❜
❛ you’re yelling? at ME? the one person who has never done anything wrong ever?????? ❜
❛ you will find your home, you will find your place. you will find your people. give it a little bit of time but it will happen. ❜
❛ in order lead a happy life i’m gonna have to disappoint my parents a bit. ❜
❛ any body else here not good at anything??? ❜
❛ you can’t force people to appreciate you. ❜
❛ *puts on baseball cap* i am the dad now… ❜
❛ i fake smart.. like i’m honestly a dumbass idk shit but i know how to seem like i do.. i’m smart-passing.. ❜
❛ every straight woman who ever called her platonic friend her ‘girlfriend’ owes me $50 ❜
❛ i am a professional at misreading tones and overreacting to problems that most likely don’t exist ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life, i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ you can’t cure sadnesses with a shower but honestly there is no purer place to suffer ❜
❛ patiently waiting for a kind soul to come along and make everything a little softer, brighter. ❜
❛ honestly i don’t even play an active role in my life, shit just happens and i’m like oh this is what we’re doing now? ok ❜
❛ no offense but if i die and no one uses a ouija board to keep me updated on memes i will literally haunt you all ❜
❛ imma start charging people for hurting my feelings $3 an hour ❜
❛ i have finally reached the age of most young adult protagonists yet my life is still uneventful??? where is my cool story??? my cool talents??? @ universe i’m pissed ❜
❛ hello, police? i accidentally stepped on my cats foot and need to be arrested ❜
❛ *tries to watch 45 minute episode in 20 minutes ❜
❛ please don’t just come in my life, take my heart and leave. please don’t do that. ❜
❛ concept: me, 10 years from now, living in a pretty house with my love, sipping a hot cappuccino on a rainy autumn afternoon. our dog curls up next to me in the window bench while our cat snoozes on the bed. i’m financially stable and i’m never tired anymore. the bees are safe. ❜
❛ i can’t believe what walkie talkies are called ❜
❛ the gorilla could have died and been done with in like a week but none of you know how to be normal ❜
❛ me: *is bitter but is also right* ❜
❛ just saw a girl in high heels long boarding to class. godspeed, my queen. ❜
❛ i’ve never belonged anywhere, i’m always just in between ❜
❛ too young for unnecessary stress, i gotta live ❜
❛ i may not be beautiful but at least i know a lot of useless information ❜
❛ i’m like always sleepy. i feel like i should be used to this by now and stop complaining about being sleepy but i can’t. always, i’m sleepy. ❜
❛ lmao no offense… but what’s the point of being mean to people for no reason ❜
❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk ❜
❛ “alcohol isn’t supposed to taste good” buddy watch me drink the fruitiest/sweetest shit i can find and enjoy it because i don’t hate myself enough to even begin to consider drinking like.. beer ❜
❛ tfw you’re already fully aware of the unnecessary self destructive bullshit you’re doing but you can’t bring yourself to do anything to stop it ❜
❛ hey sorry for not replying i didn’t want to ❜
❛ honestly how am i gonna make it in the world???? i get a little teary eyed any time someone compliments my personality ❜
❛ true bonding is when you and your friends are all angry about the same thing ❜
❛ *touches your hand and looks seriously into your eyes* i am a piece of shit ❜
❛ lets play ‘how rude can i be until you realize i don’t like you’ ❜
❛ i love drunk me but i don’t trust her ❜
❛ hate when i am wearing makeup and still look shitty like what else am i supposed to do? get enough sleep? eat right and exercise??? as if ❜
❛ i’m not on a high horse. i’m not even on a horse. i’m face down in a ditch on the road of life ❜
❛ i hate when people ask me what i would do in their situation because 9 times out of 10 i would literally never be in that situation in the first place ❜
❛ i barely remember the last 6 months honestly like am i even alive ❜
❛ you had me at ‘hello’ and lost me at ‘i think your friend is cute’ ❜
❛ i’m pretty sure by now ‘tired’ is just a part of my personality description ❜
❛ wow i really liked that song now i think i’ll listen to it another seventy times in a row ❜
❛ ‘shit it’s 2 a.m.’ i say every day at 2 a.m. as if i’m surprised ❜
❛ i’ve been stressed out since like the third day of second grade ❜
❛ telling other girls they look pretty is like cracking a glow stick full of positivity and female friendship ❜
❛ i want to be sun kissed and also people kissed ❜
❛ about me: glowing, eating peaches, drinking wine in lingerie, not texting your desperate ass back  ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ due to unfortunate circumstances, i am awake ❜
❛ i’m gonna solve mysteries so fucking good ❜
❛ what did people even wear in 2008 ❜
❛ i’ll just ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  my way through life ❜
❛ you know what sucks? everything bye ❜
❛ me? overreacting? probably ❜
❛ people asking me what kind of music i like is such a stressful experience ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ if you listen carefully you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜
❛ any time you like a boy just know you played yourself. always keep that stored in your mind for later ❜
❛ hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof ❜
❛ what i lack in personality i make up for in…….. nothing ❜
❛ me? cancelled ❜
❛ an app that tells you how raven something is ❜
❛ be with someone who will take care of you. not materialistically but takes care of your soul, your well being, your heart, and everything that’s you ❜
❛ i love the infinite multiverse theory because that means there’s a universe where i’ve pulled every single fire alarm i’ve ever seen ❜
❛ name a more iconic duo than the lengths i’ll go to both get attention and to avoid it… i’ll wait ❜
❛ i just want to be treated very gently and smell like vanilla and wear only matte dusty rose lipstick ❜
❛ 2017 is going to be a very healing year because it’s going to force us to accept that 2007 was ten years ago not three and i think that’s the root of our collective issues ❜
❛ i just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality, and help to destroy racism ❜
❛ i may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented… i forgot where i was going with this ❜
❛ how is 2016 already almost over?? like this bitch came in, fucked us up, then left like she gave us a gift ❜
❛ supercalifragilisticextentialcrisis ❜
❛ stop breaking your own motherfucking heart ❜
❛ co-napping is a beautiful thing. knock out with me so i know it’s real ❜
❛ *on the verge of tears* ok not that i care, but ❜
❛ it’s not you…. it’s your zodiac sign ❜
❛ i want to be loved so bad it’s pathetic and embarrassing ❜
❛ my heart is filled with hate and swag ❜
❛ ‘i don’t care’ i say, caringly, as i care deeply ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ we all ugly to somebody, don’t trip ❜
❛ do i have a crush or am i just idolizing this person for being vaguely nice to me? ❜
❛ my parents were arguing today and my mom said that justin timberlake wouldn’t treat her like this ❜
❛ kissing is hella rad but no one is kissing me so that makes me hella sad ❜
❛ everyone’s having their mid-life crisis at like 19 ❜
❛ there are just people out there that are the embodiment of the sun like the things they say do light up the world and make you feel warm they are human sunshine ❜
❛ dermatologists HATE me… everyone hates me. i’m so alone ❜
❛ you know when you realize and you just… realize ❜
❛ a girl can respect herself and still take booty pics wtf y’all talkin about ❜
❛ i’m not badass i’m sadass i cry about everything ❜
❛ inspired by animal crossing, i’ve started doing this thing where i mail my best friends a framed picture of myself and then never speak to them again ❜
❛ i didn’t know double texting was such a big deal?? i have a lot to say ❜
❛ can someone please just be proud of me like fuck i’m trying ❜
❛ cosmo sex tip #367: when you’re in the mood, tell you partner ‘my spidey senses are tingling’ ❜

(  you can find the other popular text posts memes on my old blog: 1, 2 )

Underrated lines/details from Beauty and the Beast 2017 (spoilers obviously)

A few (okay maybe more than a few) moments, lines, and little details I adore and feel deserve more recognition… (I’ve seen the movie three times thus far but it has has been a few days since the last viewing so I apologize if the quotes are not exact) 

 - Dan Stevens’ mannerisms in the opening dance as he flits from one partner to another looking like a rococo Jareth

 - Just how cramped the village feels bringing a visual contrast to Belle’s “I want adventure in the great wide somewhere”

 - the fact that the village “library” was in the church 

 - the way Gaston is able to still appear to be strutting his way into town while on horseback 

 - LeFou’s “It’s never gonna happen, ladies" 

 - Maurice "It’s a small village. Small minded…" 

 - the body language* when Gaston is talking to Belle
 *how he traipses over her garden(I physically winced every time at the veggies being trampled), how pointedly she locks the gate and he reaches around to unlock it, the little gesture to his hips as he talks about her having children, how he grabs her skirt as she is clearly trying to get away, the way she holds to door closed until she is sure he is gone. All of it!

- the way Belle frustratedly throws the chicken feed on the ground with that "URGH!" 

 - "Do you know where we are Phillipe? Because I don’t…” seriously Maurice was just wonderful 

 - how Maurice paused a moment at the castle to look at the helping hand lanterns because those were an homage to Jean Cocteau’s 1946 Beauty and the Beast 

 - Lumière and Cogsworth “A man of taste!” “He was talking about me!" 

 - How worried Cogsworth seemed when Belle picked up Lumière and carried him off but couldn’t do anything about it 

 - "Do you want to be a man or a mantle clock?”

- “Oh master! You’ve returned!” Cogsworth’s panic and Lumiére’s laugh 

 - Lumière’s movements in general. Especially the way his coat moved. 

 - Mrs. Potts “you can’t judge a person by who their father is now can you?” and the look Beast/Adam gives her. Really Mrs. P? Not fair. 

 - his forced cheery “will you join me for dinner?” And his confused look back at everyone to see how he did 

 - Lumière singing louder as Cogsworth tries to shush him during Be Our Guest  

- Cogsworth later belting out “COURSE BY COURSE!” in Be Our Guest. Ian McKellen did not get to sing nearly enough. 

 - the moment Lumière is dancing in a bit of fabric as he sings “life is so unnerving for a servant who’s not serving” feels like it is meant as an homage to the dance “Lamentation” which is a nice touch 

 - the fact that they never told Belle that learning to love/earning someone’s love would break the curse so that she didn’t unconsciously develop feelings out of any attempts to free the castle. Her feelings were genuine. 

 - Belle’s reversible bodice on the blue dress! (All of her costumes really. All of the costumes in this whole movie!) 

 - Days in the Sun melts my heart. Audra McDonald’s voice gives me chills! She is so wonderful 

 - “Your village sounds terrible!” And “What do you say we run away?” The look on Beast/Adam’s face is just so hopeful and sweet

 - The look on his face when Belle says “let’s go home" 

 - How LeFou kept paying people to go along with participating during Gaston. He pays the band to play and later it looks like he pays someone to let them dance on the table. 

 - I know everyone is talking about Evermore but seriously Dan Stevens is amazing. *side note I think I read somewhere that his wife helped him prep for singing Evermore since she herself is a singer and a vocal teacher and if that isn’t just the sweetest thing I don’t know what is*

 - Maurice’s little sound effects as he tries to remember how the tree fell as they look for the castle. 

 - Maurice being an A+ dad and shutting down any notion Gaston had that he would help Gaston marry Belle 

 - Just how much of a guilt-ridden cinnamon roll LeFou was over leaving Maurice in the woods. "This is a pretty nasty storm. At least we’re not tied to a tree out in the woods…” And the relief in his voice when he sees Maurice in the tavern 

 - Agathe’s expression as Gaston says “no offense” after completely writing her off as a credible source. 

 - Père Robert “He needs a hospital not an asylum!" 

 - Maurice calmly handing the picked lock to Monsieur D'arque as Bell rides off, her ballgown fluttering to the ground so she can more easily ride
"She’s always been strong willed. Do you have children?” There goes my daughter riding away half dressed to save her cursed boyfriend. Lol, kids right? 

 - Cadenza’s little “ouch” when Gaston abandoned LeFou during the battle for the castle 

 - the fact that the staff still had smudged makeup from the beginning of the movie because they’ve been objects and couldn’t change outfits or wash their faces like Adam could while cursed 

 - The costumes at the end during the celebration dance! Where can I purchase a knock off of that rose dress because it is so beautiful!

  This turned out to be much longer than expected. I probably still left things out. Thanks for baring with me!

Danielle is Back.

She grew boobs while she was gone.

Okay, but one of the things that I noticed right off the bat the first time I watched the Balmera arc is the design of Shay’s people.

I didn’t immediately connect Shay’s voice to her on-screen character because I was expecting a very feminine design to match a female voice actress; in almost every story about an alien or fantasy race, you immediately know who’s female in the bunch because they look exactly like human women, as compared to the males who can pretty much look like anything.

Case in point:

So when I didn’t see a stereotypical female design for the Balmerans, it threw me for a minute. Because Shay and her grandmother look very similar to Rax and the other male Balmerans. They have thick, knobby skin and sharp claws rather than slender arms and graceful fingers. Maybe their earring-things differentiate between genders (who’s to say Balmerans are only male/female?) but I’m seeing a distinct lack of boobs, makeup (long eyelashes, lipstick) and long hair that usually identify an alien woman.

Nope, still not seeing it.

It’s a super small thing and not very important to the overall story of Voltron, but this is one of the first times I’ve ever seen alien women designed like this and I think it’s so cool. 

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Originally posted by canonspngifs

Request: Could you do a AU where the reader is in college and runs into an old classmate from middle school, but when she was at that school everyone were mean to her, and ever since she left she has gained self confidence but seeing how mean her old classmate can still be(like sugary rude comments) it crumbles and Dean came to her rescue because he has the biggest crush on her, and has never made a move, but he can stand the way her classmate is talking to her or something like that? Pretty please?

Pairing: student!Dean x reader

Word Count: 700ish

Warnings: language

A/N: I thought this one got pretty cute at the end…


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Her Majesty [Anakin Skywalker x Amidala!Reader]

Part 2

Summary: The reader is Padme’s younger sister and when she became senator, the reader became queen. Because of an attempt to end the reader’s life, Anakin is assigned to protect her. They go back to Naboo and where there’s a ball held. Anakin gets jealous when he sees someone hitting on the reader.

Word Count: 4000+

Warnings: Brief mentions of death

You pulled your hair up into a knot at the back of your head and frowned at your reflection in the mirror. You looked so tired. Shadows seemed to be painted under your eyes. Your brows seemed permanently furrowed in careful concentration. “I feel so helpless,” you sighed. “Everything is happening far too quickly.”

Behind you, your older sister Padmé was helping you pack for your journey back to Naboo. She was a saint, really, and the only person with whom you felt completely at ease. Padmé smiled and shook her head. “The galaxy doesn’t slow down for anybody, but there are some people who are able to keep up with it. They might get tired from running, and they might feel lost at times. But they’re still called queens.”

You released your hair and turned around to face her. “Do you think it’s a bad thing that I sometimes like to forget I’m the queen? Like now, for instance… I don’t have anything fancy on. No red and white makeup. I’m not surrounded by handmaidens, and I’m with you. It’s nice and comfortable.”

“Not at all,” she assured you. “When I was queen, the best part of the day was when you were around. I felt like myself. Even as a senator, I can understand that.” She held up a deep purple gown. “Is this what you’re wearing to the ball tomorrow evening?”

You stared at the dress. You had never worn it before, but it looked complicated to put on. “Yes,” you confirmed. “It’s going to be a nightmare getting into it, though. Could I borrow that white dress that you wore at the Gungan’s parade?”

“Y/N…” Padmé sighed.

“I’ll give it back, I promise,” you swore. “It just looks so much easier. Things would be better if I was allowed my handmaids…”

The previous month, there had been an attempt on your life by one of your own handmaidens. The girl had been killed, but not before taking down two of your most loyal friends with her. The survivors had been forced to leave service, for their safety and yours. Padmé knew that you thought it was a great injustice that they all had to leave because of one traitor in their midst.

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✧・゚yoonkook fic recs・゚✧

Hello! This is part 1 of my yoonkook fic recs (cause trust me I have much much more) Anyway, just a heads up, you may see some of these *** things; those indicate my personal favorites. Also if you have any questions or just want to spazz about sugakookie my inbox is always open! I use twitter a LOT more than I do tumblr so here: ciara’s twitter So now that that’s taken care of let’s get started!

I know I’ll fall in love with you, baby***

The soulmate/soulbond au where Yoongi is part of a famous rap duo and Jungkook is his diligent fanboy, they meet at a fansign and things escalate from there

(alt. Yoongi didn’t sign up for this)

(my notes: FREAKING MASTERPIECE)

Fool me Once

Yoongi is thirty years old and alone. He’s got a watered-down version of his dream job (working for a small-town paper writing fluff pieces and ghostwriting the advice column), an older sister who won’t stop trying to set him up with every girl she knows, and today is his parents’ fortieth anniversary.

Maybe if he was happier he wouldn’t have pretended to be someone else’s blind date in the middle of the train station.


The Garden Of Eden***

the truth of it all is that yoongi is inexplicably lonely.


olympus**

“you say that now,” namjoon, a son of athena, states. “but in the future, you never know what might change.”

“trust me, if i am felled, it won’t be because of love,” yoongi tells him stiffly.


first impressions***

“you’re a famous critique and I’m a server and I get so nervous that I trip and spill the dish all over you” AU

Those candles aren’t the only ones getting fired up

Written from these two prompts:

“i own a candle store and some cute weirdo comes in every day to smell the candles but they have never actually bought any and they literally run away when i ask if they need help” au

“i love smelling candles in this candle store but this cute employee keeps walking up to me and asking me if i need help and i always get super embarrassed and run away” au

soft melodies and even softer touches*

22:39;

I see the way you look at me, hyung.

Yoongi’s world stands still, and in that moment, he wants nothing more than to wring Jimin’s neck. It’s Jeongguk, it has to be Jeongguk, who else would it be? Yoongi knows many dancers–unfortunately Jimin’s one of them–but there’s only one that he’s on close terms with, and whose number he doesn’t have.

Jeongguk. It’s Jeongguk. It’s fucking Jeongguk.

(OR: Jeongguk’s a contemporary dancer, and Yoongi is his academy’s pianist).

Beauty and The Beast ***

Jungkook didn’t completely understand what was going on, and he wasn’t sure if he believed in the whole true love thing, but he did know one thing. Yoongi was the single most lonely broken thing he had ever seen in his entire life and something deep inside of his bones screamed at him to fix it. So, He was going to fix it. Or perhaps die trying.

 (my notes: i’m gonna go die this is so magical)


trust yourself to me

jungkook isn’t one for clubs and yoongi hates his job.

Can we pretend a little longer?***

 Written from a request prompt:

“we’re only engaged to get our parents off our backs and you’re in love with somebody else so feel free to hook up with them idc i’m not jealous (yes i am)” x SugaKookie

baby (don’t be so elusive)***

 no one said finding yoongi was going to be easy. (soulmate au)

 

your love is such a sugar rush (and i can never get enough)

 A List of Things Jeon Jungkook Expects Min Yoongi to Do to Him After Jungkook Accidentally Calls Him Short:

1.) Take back the green apple sour tapes he gave to Jungkook.

2.) Punch him square in the jaw.

3.) Spit a diss rap he made on the spot at Jungkook’s face.

4.) Glare at him until he withers and dies, leaving his life horribly unaccomplished. (Out of the four options, this is the one Jungkook preferred the most.)

the feeling of you*

 within one moment and the next, jungkook takes his finger in his mouth, slowly, lips hollowed around yoongi’s thumb.

 

Loving You (It’s All I Know)***

 Jeongguk is a sunflower and Yoongi is his sun. It takes a long time for him to understand what that means.

Alternatively, Yoongi saves Jeongguk from a playground bully and the rest is history.


Color Swept me off my Feet *

In which Namjoon is an asshole friend who disses Yoongi’s style and Yoongi reluctantly drags himself to get a haircut. Also in which Jeongguk is the hairdresser on whom Yoongi develops a mortifying teenage crush and it all goes to hell from there, with a lot of help from well-meaning friends. (Or: Yoongi changes his hair color a gazillion times.)

Color Psychology

 Hoseok tries to improve Yoongi’s non-existent love life by setting him up on a blind date with his co-worker. Yoongi’s flashy dye-job wasn’t part of the equation, though.

One Song Glory**

 When Yoongi gets a drunken call from Jimin’s friend Jeongguk in the middle of the night, he’s ready to blow him off and go back to sleep. He never expected to end up doling out life advice and driving the kid home across half of Seoul.

the rest is fiction***

 his mom says that his partner may have the same dilemma as him, not knowing what to write in the notebook they share. yoongi wonders if his soulmate is even alive at this point.

Behind Every Corner Is A Stolen Kiss***

 Jeon Jungkook is a 5th year Gryffindor with a secret but secrets grow heavy on the heart and stolen kisses are, oh, so sweet and so is a certain Slytherin.

 

(my notes: I love harry potter aus omg)

donut know what I’d do without you**

When Jeongguk follows the familiar route to the shop, he realizes that, despite feeling absolutely mortified with every interaction, Jeongguk almost wants to see if Blondie is there. The coffee and donuts are good, sure, but a part of him wants to find out what Blondie plans on saying next despite Jeongguk always being the butt of the joke.

He starts to wonder if he has masochistic tendencies.

(or AU where Yoongi works at a Krispy Kreme and Jeongguk is a regular. Jeongguk may or may not be smitten).


Teacup Pup*

Yoongi didn’t expect to be starting a family with his boyfriend so soon.


ride out to the storm with you***

 babysitting a field operative who probably has the shittiest measure of danger is definitely not a part of yoongi’s job description. but that’s what he still ends up doing half the time, anyway.

baby, it’s cold outside***

 yoongi was pretty sure that this was the moment he knew he was in love. (part 1 of christmas special)

(my notes: XIAJIN I LOVE YOU)

your eyes are like starlight now*

 jungkook falls in love with baking after he falls in love with singing.

(part 2 of christmas special)

그 손을 내밀어줘, Save Me***

 That’s when Min Yoongi, self-declared ‘simple man’, turned the corner onto his street, mid-yawn, his breath escaping with a small squeak he’d never admit he made, when he collided into another body, and his ‘simple man’ life was thrown into chaos.

In which Jungkook is angry, nearly a high school drop out, and alone, and Yoongi is an adult who is struggling, and somehow, they find someone to save them in each other.

(part 1 of you shine so bright)


The Best of Me, 나 너밖에 없지***

Three weeks. It had been three weeks since the performance, two weeks since he and Jungkook had that silly little Romeo and Juliet talk. Silly and dumb, maybe, but the thought still made Yoongi smile, even in his groggy, half-asleep state. Nothing had really changed, per say, nothing except for the kissing. God, the kissing… Jungkook kissed, for all his inexperience, like he was trying to make up for lost time.

 

Jungkook was still a little shit, Yoongi still indulged him. Days were long, nights were longer, and Yoongi loved Jungkook with more ardor than he’d ever thought possible. It was a pity he didn’t seem to be what Jungkook needed.


you’re under arrest (for stealing my heart)*

It should be illegal for Jungkook to be so good looking.


Stupid Cupid

Min Yoongi literally gets clotheslined by love and he is so, so pissed about it.

OR: That time Jeongguk made Yoongi cough up flowers.


Sneeze once; I hate you. Sneeze twice; We’re Doomed.*

Jeon Jeongguk used to imagine himself being brave and confident in front of his soulmate. It wasn’t until he realised that his soulmate is a gorgeous (and serious-looking) man dressed in all-black that he started to doubt the whole soulmate thing altogether.

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Soulmate AU in which you sneeze at the same time as your soulmate. No exceptions. You have a flu? Your soulmate sneezes it all out with you. Your nose itches? Your soulmate finds out through experience.


do it like me***

min yoongi the cop… gets feelings for local housekeeper aka neighbor who’s cute af

(or: a darker heart to heart au/spin off.)

(not finished but oohhhhh my god xiajin kill me)


coffee and a date **

when jungkook hears his boss, seokjin, say: “we’re going to have a new promotion!” his body locks the fuck up. like, legitimately - he stiffens, eyes widening in horror.


sun child***

so jungkook lives like this. curiosity may take him from time to time, but it always disappears with something new to do. he doesn’t mind his existence in the tower, nor does he question why he’s always left inside there, nor does he wish to leave.

there’s maybe, only like, one time he wants to leave. jungkook never asks, because he knows his mother will say no; yet still he keeps it in mind, records the dates for that day to come, and paints where his mother won’t see.

other than that, jungkook is fine. he is.


(tangled au i’m literally dying i love tangled so much and this is beautiful i’ve reread it like 5 times thank you so much xiajin (as you can tell xiajin’s writing is amazing read all of her fics you won’t regret it))


siren song***

the thing about jungkook is that he’s a bit of a spacey witch.


forget yesterday***

there is a scar on his cheek. he covers it up with makeup. one day he’ll be able to look at himself without wanting to erase himself completely.

(my notes: I love this one a lot pls read it)


twenty first century boy*

he thinks it’s a problem. it should be a problem. yoongi wonders what he’s doing and - and he doesn’t know how to make himself stop. doesn’t know if he even wants to.


How to Omega

“Can’t we just change it?” Jimin asked. They were huddled around their manager’s laptop looking at Jungkook’s public profile. Underneath his birth date was his wolf status, Alpha, in glowing red.

“Then the company will end up looking like a liar,” their manager moaned piteously.

(Or, the one where Jungkook wasn’t as alpha as everyone expected him to be.)


color in your cheeks (the feeling flows both ways)**

yoongi and jungkook get put together in a hotel room for the next tour.

just the two of them


find some new friends

“kid, you threw up on my shoes. i think we’re past the formalities. you can just call me hyung.”

“…i’m pretty sure i’m older.”

“…your armband is for teens under eighteen. i’m over eighteen. i’m the hyung.”

“…you’re really over eighteen?”

“born in ninety-three, punk. let me guess. ninety-nine?”

“ninety-seven!”


All My Loving

The said customer practically stomps his way to them and slams 23,000 won on the counter. He huffs and rips his mask off his face and says in the lowest and most serious voice Jungkook had ever heard in his life;

“I’m looking for a flower that passive-aggressively says ‘shut the fuck up’.”


Red

Min Yoongi just really hates the color red.

anonymous asked:

how about the RFA members reacting to MC giving their s/o an extremely visible hickey, like on the neck or something

~No problem!


◉ Yoosung

  • Woke up and went to the bathroom to take a shower
  • When he got out and stood in front of the mirror all sleepy and ready to do his hair 
  • He saw it
  • A giant hickey on his neck!
    • “So cool!” he thought 
  • He had never been one of those people walking around with love marks before!
  • He doesn’t even bother to cover it up 
  • Goes to class with it just as it is 
    • “Woah, what’s that?!” one of his friends pointed to his neck as he sat down 
    • “Oh, heh…girlfriend,” he smiled and shrugged
  • Inside and outside he was beaming 

◉ Jumin 

  • Normally would not like you to leave marks 
  • He’s the one to mark you
  • Not the other way around
  • But it happened 
  • He inspected it in the bathroom mirror for a few seconds before sighing and heading out for work 
  • Didn’t bother to cover it 
  • One of the guards was staring as Jumin gave orders 
    • “Repeat what I just said,” Jumin commanded 
    • “Oh…I-uh…I’m sorry,” he stuttered 
    • “If something as insignificant as this is enough to distract you then perhaps I chose the wrong person for this job. Should I fire you, now?” He asked 
    • “No! It won’t happen again, Mr. Han!”
  • People at C&R knew better than to make any comment about it 
  • Though Jumin still noticed a few stares 

◉ Zen 

  • Ah!
  • He had a rehearsal today but there was a giant mark on his chest!
  • And it was a shirtless scene!
  • He still kind of liked it though…
  • Grabbed for the concealer and powder to try and cover it up 
  • He thought he did a pretty good job 
  • Rushed into hair and makeup 
  • Of course the first thing the makeup artist did was point and smirk 
    • “What’s this, Zen?” 
  • He turned so red 
    • “My girl…she get’s carried away sometimes. Can you blame her?” he grinned 
    • “Hah, I guess not. But let’s cover this properly, before anyone else sees it,” she laughed 

◉ Jaehee 

  • So embarrassed! 
  • Woke you up to point it out and scold you 
  • You just laughed and she hit you with a pillow 
    • “How am I supposed to run the cafe today with this?!” she cried 
    • “Jaehee…calm down. It’s a hickey not a perverted tattoo or something…” you rolled over and went back to bed 
  • She rummaged through the closet to find a scarf 
  • Threw it around her neck and was off 
  • Omg she was sweatin 
  • The darn thing was making her so warm but she wouldn’t dare take it off 
    • “Isn’t it summer?” a customer asked, “why the scarf?”
    • “I just…think it goes nicely with this outfit,” she smiled 
  • The customer shrugged and left with their drink 
  • It was going to be a long hot day for her 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • Hadn’t even noticed until he was brushing his teeth and looking in the mirror 
  • A giant visible hickey on his neck 
  • He didn’t even remember you doing that last night?
  • He inspected it with his fingers 
  • Finished brushing his teeth 
  • Ran into the bedroom and jumped on the bed to wake you up 
    • “Saeyoung what the hell I was asleep!” you yelled 
    • “Look what you did”
  • He pointed to his neck when you turned to face him 
    • “So? Now let me sleep,” you groaned 
    • “No! Now I have to get you back!”
  • He nuzzled your neck and you laughed 
10

Lisa Bonet who is mainly known for playing Denise Huxtable on The Cosby Show, and A Different World is my favorite style icon. Going back and watching the Cosby Show and A Different World Lisa Bonet always stood out because of her fashion choices. No matter what she had on or how her makeup and hair was, she always slayed. There is nothing Lisa Bonet cannot pull off she is such a natural beauty. I love how daring she is with her makeup, hair, and fashion. She doesn’t care what anyone thinks as long as she likes it she’s gonna rock it. She was one of the first girls to rock the pixie/boy haircut. Lisa Bonet is still considered a style icon to this day there is nothing she can do wrong when it comes to fashion and beauty 👸🏾😍❤️👑🌹🎉🎉💪🏾✊🏾✊🏾

INFP: Hey INTP! I think I’ve finally figured out what I’m going to in the future!

INTP: Ooh! What is it?

INFP: I’m going to have a makeup line! Of cushion foundations, to be exact.

INTP: Really? That’s surprisingly… normal…

INFP: But, instead of foundation, they’ll be filled with different condiments! Just imagine a beauty guru and she’s got a bowl of fries in front of her, and she’s like “ Hey guys!! Today we’ll be trying the new ketchup cushion!” and she dips the puff in and she’s starts dabbing the fries and she’s like “ Okay, so it looks like this is a medium to full coverage ketchup. I can still see some crumbs coming though. Let’s put another layer and see how build-able it is”.

INTP: There it is.

Sparks Chapter 5

Originally posted by gliceria

Pairing: Bucky(POV) X Reader(POV) ft. other members of the avengers team

Word Count: 3.6K 

Summary: y/n goes clubbing with the girls and after viewing her snapchat story Bucky spots Hydra agents lurking. Bucky goes to y/n’s apartment to warn her. He brings her back to the tower and she spends the night at his apartment. They casually share a bed and Bucky has a night terror episode which he is embarrassed/ashamed about. y/n on the other hand isn’t scared or disgusted by her friends night terror. Their friendship gets stronger and Bucky starts to face new feelings about y/n.

A/N: This is a story about two people building a great friendship and then slowly falling in love. y/n is a strong, independent, and smart scientist. She meets Bucky when she wakes him up from cryo sleep and they become friends. This is going to have all the angst / best friends falling in love / fluff / drama / & eventual smut ;) that I can possibly fit in it. This fic is going to be looong! So far my document is like 66 pages. So editing is hard If you catch any grammatical or formatting errors let me know.

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October 12, 1977

“Aw, come on, Prongs!” Sirius teased his friend, arm hanging around Remus’s shoulders. “Just ask her out already! She’s not dumb enough to turn you down.”

“No, she’s smart enough,” Remus muttered, and Peter giggled.

“Oh, shut up, Moony. Just because you already have a boyfriend.”

Remus blushed and shifted a bit closer to Sirius.

“Come on, Prongs, I can even help you with your makeup!” Sirius teased. “I know the girls usually flock around your messed up hair, but Evans is one of those stick-up-the-butt girls who like proper boys.”

“My hair is fine!”

Sirius laughed and ruffled James’s perpetually messed up hair. “Oh, come on, Prongs, your hair couldn’t get any worse!”

James laughed along with the others but still groaned at Sirius. “Ah, stooooop.”

“Okay, ickle Prongsy, but when she turns you down and you ask her why, you know it’ll be because of your hair.”

Remus shook his head, still smiling. “No, I think it will most probably because when you ask her out you’ll turn into a jumbled mess of nerves and barf your feelings out rather than say them.”

“Way to have faith in my nonchalance, Moony,” James rolled his eyes.

Remus grinned. “No problem!”

“Speak of the devil,” Peter said, nodding in the direction of a particularly fiery ginger. “Here she comes.”

Lily was walking towards them, head lowered in a book, when she looked up and locked eyes with James. She closed her book and nodded her head towards him.

“Potter, come. We have to go stir the brew for Potions.”

“Oooooooh,” Sirius waggled his eyebrows at the two while they walked away, and James turned to flash him a glare just as Remus thumped Sirius’s chest, signaling for him to stop. He knew the awkwardness that James was experiencing, and he would not be part of adding to it, even indirectly.

“Right. So,” Lily tucked her book into her bag and began reciting the instructions that they were to complete once they got to the dungeons. James didn’t listen, he was too busy examining every strand of her golden-red hair.

“Potter!” Lily snapped in his face. “Are you listening to me?”

“No.”

Lily threw up her hands. “Honestly, why I agreed to be your partner in the first place it beyond me.”

“It’s because you looooooove me,” James grinned.

Lily’s face reddened. “Shut up, Potter.” She crossed her arms. “Anyway, I was saying that we have to add the powdered root of asphodel and stir at a steady pace eight times counterclockwise while adding in, very slowly, mind you, the essence of comfrey. I can’t just do everything for you, Potter, though I’m sure you’d be perfectly fine with that. We have OWLs coming up this year, and I can’t do everything for you then!”

James nodded seriously. “I’ll have to cheat off you, then.”

Lily hit the back of James’s head. “You can’t to that either! Unless you plan on staying next to me your whole life-”

“That’s exactly what I want to do.”

Lily reddened even more. “-You have to learn some things yourself!”

“Not if I can avoid it.”

“You can’t!”

“Just watch,” James winked at Lily as they walked into the Potions classroom.

James did everything Lily told him to do, and soon their potion was the expected bright violet color, bubbling joyfully.

“See, I can do things!”

“That potion would have exploded in your face eight times if I hadn’t been here.”

“Oh, come on,” James scoffed. “Ten times. At least.”

“You’re right. How long should we leave this for until we stir it again?”

“Erm….”

“Thought so. Lord, I really do have to do everything for you. We leave it for twelve hours and then we have to add the blowflies, and wave a wand in a cross-like pattern over the cauldron. Then, you’ll section the newt’s eyes, and I’ll-”

“Is it necessary to go through this right now?”

“If you want to learn anything from it, yes!”

“What if I don’t?”

“Then you’re an idiot.”

“But I’m an attractive idiot, right?”

“You’re certainly a humble idiot,” Lily rolled her eyes.

“Why thank you!”

“You really are infuriating, you know that?”

James nodded. “It’s a talent of mine. Seems only to work on you, though.” he bopped her nose with his index finger. “I can always annoy you.”

Lily’s entire face was the shade of a tomato now. They were close, closer than they’d ever been before. Well, other than that time Sirius had hid a jack-in-the-box behind the Fat Lady and Lily had jumped so far back that she landed on top of James. But that didn’t really count.

“You’re making me annoyed right now,” Lily said quietly. “Really, really annoyed.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because you’re making me want to do this.”

And then Lily Evans got onto her tiptoes (though she would never admit it, she was self-conscious about her height) and kissed James Potter. It was an unceremonious kiss, the first of many, and later both James and Lily would come to forget it, or reimagine some grand romantic gesture other than an awkward kiss in the Potions classroom.

James returned to his friends flushed and stammering. When he managed to get something other than gibberish out of his mouth, he told the other marauders all about it. Sirius was offended that Lily hadn’t so much as made a comment about his hair. Remus was genuinely surprised she had the balls to kiss him in the first place. James could barely concentrate on his friend’s reactions, his mind muddled with euphoria.

 honestly, star trek has a fucking problem with basically demanding that women be attractive and “sexy” 

like for the original series i might give the miniskirts a pass because they were a symbol of empowerment and such but a lot of the other costumes were pretty explicitly designed for the male gaze. tv tropes even has a trope called the theiss titillation theory named after the tos costume designer.

the bajoran makeup is as minimalist as it is because rick berman wanted to make sure michelle forbes still looked pretty. he told michael westmore  “We’ve hired a pretty girl and I want to keep her that way. Think of something that we can take and make her look a little alien, and still get the idea she’s from another planet, but she’s still gorgeous.

the trill makeup was changed between tng and ds9 specifically because they wanted to make sure terry farrell was still attractive. she said that “paramount didn’t want [her] to look strange” because they wanted the character to be beautiful.

rick berman conceptualized the character of seven of nine as a “borg babe”. before she even had a name or a story or any real character, they had decided she needed to be hot. jeri ryan was fully aware of that, she said "I knew exactly what I was in for when I had my first costume fitting. Clearly my character was added to the show for sex appeal, which remains the one way to get attention very quickly.

catsuits are everywhere. t’pol wears them even though they look nothing like what every other vulcan we’ve ever seen seems to wear. kira wears them, though at least the fact that it’s a uniform makes it slightly better. troi wore them along with a variety of other outfits - none of which, notably, show her rank. she is a lieutenant commander and between the pilot and “chain of command” she never has rank insignia. marina sirtis was ecstatic when she got to wear an actual uniform “it covered up my cleavage and I got all my brains back, because when you have cleavage you can’t have brains in Hollywood… I was allowed to do things that I hadn’t been allowed to do for five or six years. I went on away teams, I was in charge of staff, I had my pips back, I had phasers, I had all the equipment again, and it was fabulous. I was absolutely thrilled.“

and of course there are the infamous reboot underwear scenes, the countless alternate “sexy” versions of the female characters that pop up in the mirror universe and in holosuites, the revealing outfits given to background women like the orions or dabo girls…

every single female regular - a number, which, for the record, has never exceeded 3 on a single show and never more than 1/3 of the main cast - has to be attractive, apparently. that is clearly what the men in charge think. no one cared if worf or quark or odo or neelix or phlox looked “attractive enough” in their prosthetics. men can wear tight costumes or be shirtless from time to time, but they don’t have to have “sex appeal” as a major facet of their characters. no one designed a male character thinking of their looks first and foremost. 

and it fucking pisses me off. the way star trek in general treats women needs to be improved in all aspects - there need to be more women, they need to be diverse, they need to fill a variety of roles, and they need to not be required to be “sexy”. an beautiful woman in a proper uniform is still a beautiful woman, no need to give her a skintight catsuit or strip her. a woman under complete alien prosthetics that make her look “less attractive” is still as interesting and compelling of a character as she would be without them. a woman whose body type isn’t skinny or curvy or whose looks aren’t “conventionally attractive” has just as much to offer to a crew.

Am I the only one who probably won’t rewatch the series once we find out who AD is? I honestly can’t go back to season 1. I don’t care about some makeup camp in the woods. I don’t care about Ezria going behind Byron’s back. I don’t care about Spencer taking her sister’s boyfriends. I don’t care about Lucas and Hanna working on the year book. I don’t care about Mona’s threats like “I’m still here”. I’m living for the murders, bodies in a trunk, Twincer, the girls going to jail, etc. Whilst the older seasons may have been more exciting because the show was fresh and we had just fallen in love with brand new characters… they’re so light. So ‘bubblegum’. So not my thing anymore! I idolise season 7, both A and B seasons.

Flashback (Adam Cole One shot)

Originally posted by adamcolesbaybay

This was originally going to wait until next month but plans changed as they always seem to. So here’s some Adam Cole fluffy smut for all of you. This is my first fic since I finished the Say You’ll Haunt Me series, no supernatural element to this and I’m honestly a little nervous to post it lol. It’s a little out of my wheelhouse. Enjoy!

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Good Girl Ch 29: Birthday Pt 4

“You liars!” I yell as I collapse on to the fake grass, my chest is heaving as I try my best to breath without hyperventilating. I’ve never run so much in my life. Xiumin comes over to me with a bottle of water in his hand that I happily accept, he drinks his own while Luhan joins us. “You guys are so mean to me,” I pout.

“We went easy on you,” Luhan tells me for the hundredth time. “You should see how it is when all of us are playing, things get kind of crazy.”

“Kind of?” Xiu scoffs, “That shit gets straight up violent.”

“I will be a cheerleader when that is going on,” I shake the horrifying thought out of my head of what they would be like.

“I’m sorry if we were too aggressive,” the oldest kisses my cheek. “Next time we will make sure you are more prepared for something like this,” I flush at the sexual thoughts running threw my head.

“Did I interrupt something?” Suho chuckles as he walks across the field to us.

I hold my arms up to him like a child wanting to be picked up, “Daddy Suho these two are being mean.” He happily picks me up princess style.

“You guys went too hard on her didn’t you?” Suho gives them a glare. “I told you to be careful with her.”

Luhan sticks his tongue out at the younger, “What are you going to do about it?”

Suho gives him a smug smirk, “I’ll tell Lay.” The two men obviously tense, “You heard him earlier about his itch to fight lately with the news of our baby’s family situation. I don’t think he’d be happy to hear that you guys have been too rough with her.”

They pout, “We’re sorry.”

“It’s unfair for anyone to place against you two.”

I nod in agreement, “They have some weird connection, like they know what the other is thinking. They have their little hand signals and looks.”

“That’s impressive, that’s why you were catching on at the end, no one can ever really figure out what we are doing but you did a pretty good job baby,” Luhan compliments me.

“We are heading out, see you at dinner,” Suho waves to his brother before carrying me out like the gentleman that he is. When we reach the top of the stairs I try to get down but he doesn’t let me, “You look tired, we’re just going a few floors up.” I sigh but don’t fight. He goes to the elevator and steps inside.

“Is it a stupid question to ask if you own this building?” I ask after a moment of silence.

He chuckles, “Kind of.”

I sigh, “You guys are so freaking rich it’s starting to get ridiculous.”

“You looked like you were having fun.”

“Yea, it’s been awhile since I felt so free.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m always at school or at home, as big and amazing as your house is, it’s just been awhile since I’ve been able to go and run.”

“It’s your house too you know.”

“Our house,” I correct.

The doors open to another smaller lobby where a beautiful woman is sitting behind the front desk with a flirty gaze fixed on Suho. This bitch. I glare at her before snuggling closer into Suho’s embrace. She stands up and bows politely.

“Hello Mr. Kim, it’s rare to see you here.” She greets with a fake smile.

“I’m treating my girlfriend for her birthday,” Suho explains, completely uncaring about the obvious fuck me vibe the lady is putting out. I’ve never been so satisfied hearing that word.

Her smile falters before opening the glass door to let us threw. Another woman is there to greet us, she holds out a bathrobe for each of us before leaving us in a changing room. Suho helps me peel off my sweaty clothes, leaving me in nothing but the robe before taking off his own clothes. We step into room where a big bath is waiting for us. It’s like strait out of the movies, there are candles, rose petals, bubbles, and two glasses of champagne, I raise a brow at him.

“It’s a bit cheesy I know.”

“It’s romantic,” I correct. We climb into the hot water, we get into our normal position with me in between his legs, and my back resting on his chest. He hesitantly hands me a glass after a few minutes of me whining.

“I hear you’ve had a few run-ins with some of Jiyong’s guys today.”

I nod, staring at the tan tiled wall, “Yea, it was no big deal, I didn’t even get to open the card Seunghyun-ssi gave me.”

“Kris wanted to test it for poison before we gave it to you.”

“And?”

He sighs, “It’s clean.”

“Seunghyun wouldn’t kill me.”

“What makes you so sure?”

I take his hand and lace our fingers together, “Kris said it himself, Seunghyun is incredibly loyal to oppa. And not to sound too cocky but I feel like I’m important to Jiyong.”

He hums in agreement.

“Are my friends you guys’ foot soldiers?” I ask bravely.

He doesn’t say anything for a minute before asking, “How did you learn about that?”

“I over hear conversations daddy, I know a lot more things than I should.”

“Yes they are.”

“What is it like to be a foot soldier?”

“Why are you so curious?”

I sigh, “Because you guys know so much about me, I barely know anything about your past, I just want to know what you were like before you became the headmaster of a school and mafia boss.”

He chuckles at that, “I wasn’t the best soldier as you can imagine.”

“I don’t trust the image I have of you, I didn’t think Lay could be scary yet everyone seems to be afraid of him.”

“Lay is one scary bastard if you get on the wrong side of him, if there is one thing I don’t want you to see is him upset. Though there is a good chance you’d be the reason, so please be safe.” We both laugh, “He has been really upset the last few days after we talked about your family. We all have been but you know him and his worries.”

I just nod.

“You should have told us.”

“I don’t like to talk about them. They aren’t that bad of people they just didn’t like me.”

“You know we love you right?” He wraps his arms around me and hugs me close.

“I know, I love you too.”

…………………….

“I kind of want to jump in,” Baekhyun sighs sitting down on the tub ledge, he dips a pretty finger into the still hot water.

“I don’t think Chanyeol would appreciate you doing it without him, I haven’t thought about what it would be like with you and Suho but no match seems like a bad idea, I guess,” I can’t help but tease the older boy. He realizes what I’m talking about and blushes.

“Who told you about that?” He glares at the older.

“It was the two oldest so good luck getting back at them.”

He huffs, “Great, now lets go and get you ready for dinner.” He grabs a towel and holds it up to wrap around me after I get up. Suho stand up too, accepting the towel the younger offers.

“Are we leaving the building?” I ask, dreading the idea of having to put on clothes again to just change not even an hour later.

“No, we’re going a few rooms over for you to get your hair styled and get your makeup done for dinner.”

Once I’m dry he takes the towel back and helps me put the robe on before leading me out of the room into an empty hallway. We walk into a big room where there are lines of empty chairs, a pretty girl is waiting by one of them with a polite smile on her face. She bows to greet us, she gestures for me to sit in the chair and I obey while Baek sits in the one next to it.

“What would you like me to do with it?” She asks him.

“I think up would look especially beautiful. What do you think Baby?”

“You can pick.” He nods to the girl before she begins playing with my curls.

“How was you day today?” He asks.

“Really good, you guys are just too amazing,” I beam at him, making the puppy boy flush once again. He looks at his phone for a minute before jumping to his feet, “Is something wrong?”

He quickly shakes his head and gives me a small smile, “It’s work related, just give me one second.” I nod and he leaves the room. In the mirror I watch the girl’s lust full eyes follow him out. What is with the girls here checking out my daddies?

The girl and I sit in silence for a few minutes before she asks, “How long have you been dating Mr. Baekhyun?”

“A little over two months,” At least that’s my guess on when you could say we started dating.

“I was surprised when he requested for me to come in when they had shut down the whole spa, you are one lucky girl to have such a sweet boyfriend.”

I nod, “I’m very lucky.”

She is quiet for a minute before she adds, very bitterly, “There is a long list of girls who are dying to get even a second of his attention.”

“I don’t blame them, every second I have of his is amazing and filled with fun.”

“I guess so, you don’t seem to be getting very much of it.”

“I don’t need his attention every second of the day, I’m not that desperate,” Though to be honest I would prefer to have it right now.

“He’s probably giving it to some other girl right now.”

I get out of my seat to glare at her, the smug look in her eyes sets my blood on fire. I storm toward the door and rip it open to find Baekhyun holding the phone to his ear, his mouth set in a firm line.

“I’m sorry baby, just give me a few more minutes, this is really important,” He begs me. I sigh and nod before turning back and sitting down in the seat. She reaches for my hair but I slap her hands away.

“Thank you for your time but please leave me alone. I don’t like your attitude, so leave and I’ll just tell him you weren’t feeling well.”

She scoffs, “I’m getting paid good money to be here, I’m not going anywhere. Now stop being a spoiled brat and let me finish your hair.”

“No thank you, now please, if you don’t want to leave the building, I don’t give a fuck but I don’t like how you talk to me or how you stare at my oppa.” She glares at me but still leaves, huffing and mumbling under her breath. When she’s gone I take it upon myself to finish tying my now caramel colored waves above my head. There is makeup set out on the table but I decided to wait for Baekhyun to do that.

In the hall I can hear someone yelling, it’s Baekhyun yelling at his phone, in another minute he throws it against the door. I debate on going out to see if he’s okay or giving him a minute to calm down but the door opens to reveal a very tired looking Baekhyun. He sits down in the same chair, he scans the room before frowning, “Where did the girl go?”

“She wasn’t feeling well,” I lie.

“At least she had time to finish your hair.”

I nod, “Is everything okay?”

He sighs, “It’s just some tension between some lower guys and they were getting aggressive. It’s just a mess.”

“I’m sorry.”

With a deep breath he shakes off his gangster side, becoming my playful Baekhyun, “I’m the one who should be sorry for leaving you alone. It’s makeup time!” He beams at me as he drags his chair closer to work on my makeup. I watch him grab a few things before leaning forward and closing my eyes to let him work. When I don’t feel anything touching my face I open my eyes to question him but realize he’s just staring at me. “You’re just so beautiful, you don’t need makeup.”

I scoff at his cheesiness, “Daddy, stop with your silliness.”

“No baby, I just want you no that you are the most important thing in my life. I feel like an asshole for leaving you, even if it was only for a few minutes, a few minutes is all I usually get with you.” My heart sinks at his words, “I don’t want you to think I’m not happy to be here with you, I’m beyond happy. I love you more than you will ever know.”

I’m out of my chair and in his lap, hugging him tightly, “I love you too.” We sit there like that for what feels like a wonderful forever when he lets out a sigh.

“I need to do your makeup.”

“I forgot about dinner,” I say with a yawn.

He chuckles, brushing a stray curl out of my face he says, “Is my sweet baby tired already?”

I shake my head, “I’m ready!” He places me in my seat before grabbing the stuff needed to put my makeup on. Like always he does and amazing job with eyeliner, I expect nothing less from him. It usually doesn’t take him long but right now he is taking his time with me, touching my face more than necessary. Not that I mind one bit, it take all of myself control to not just jump his sweet bones right now.

When we are done there is a knock at the door, Kai steps in with my dress in hand. I must add that he is wearing the all black suit I told him to buy earlier, and like before, he looks absolutely amazing. He sends Baekhyun out telling him to get dressed.

“You look so handsome,” I beam at the tan man. But I almost scream at the sight of his new hair, bleach blond locks are pushed out of his face. “That is…” I struggle to find the right words without sounding weird.

He frowns, reminding me of my earlier meeting with Soo, “I thought you would like it.”

“I do, it’s really fucking hot, but I wanted to try and find better words to describe how handsome you look but saying that is so much simpler. You look really fucking hot.”

He chuckles, “Are you ready for your party baby?”

I nod eagerly, carelessly throw my robe off. He helps me into my dress and even gets down on one knee to help me with my shoes. Even in the five inch heels I’m still much smaller than him, which he finds adorable. I grab his hand and click my way out of the room and in the direction I came from when I first got into the building. Kai takes the lead when I get lost in the maze of halls, a teasing smirk on his lips. Not to my surprise we find the elevator and go up, of course they have a restaurant in here, how stupid of me to question it.

We step out of the elevator into the empty dark lobby. Kai doesn’t hesitate walking threw most of the restaurant to the far side where floor to ceiling windows give us a perfect view of the city below. There is a long table filled with not just my oppas but my friends as well, though Jihyo is missing, I understand their irritation with her. I grin big at the patiently waiting group of boys who return the smile at the sight of me.

“Noona!” Kookie, Jimin, and Tae come over and in a moment of excitement squeeze me between them.

“You guys,” Namjoon scolds as he pulls them away from me.

“It’s fine,” Kai sighs, “It’s her birthday so we are letting hugs pass for today.”

“Seriously?” The cute maknae smiles.

“Yes!” I run up and hug Namjoon tightly. “I feel like I haven’t seen you guys in forever.”

He chuckles patting my back, “It has been a while since you’ve been to school.”

“You’re going to be falling behind,” Hoseok teases as he hugs me,  “But that probably won’t be a problem when your headmaster is the one calling you in.”

“Oh shush,” I swat at him.

“Are they feeding you well?” Jin comes over to give me a once over like normal.

“They are feeding me way too much, I’ve gained some weight.”

“Much needed weight,” Lay reminds me.

I roll my eyes at them, “Where is Yoongi oppa?”

“I’m here, I was just letting everyone greet you first,” Yoongi sighs as he joins our group. “Happy birthday Joo-ya,” He wraps an arm around me and hugs me close.

“Thank you guys for coming.”

“I’m surprised we were invited,” Yoongi teases the men still standing around the table watching us intently.

“I am too.”

“You guys come sit down,” Suho says cheerfully but I can tell he just wants me a good distance away from them. He sits me down in between Kris and Kai, my friends are on the other side while the others are wrapped around the table.

“How has your birthday been? Is it much different from when you and Jihyo would go out?” Hoseok asks.

I nod, “It has been one of the best days of my life. I definitely feel a lot more spoiled than with Jihyo, I was lucky enough to have their undivided attention for a whole day.”

“Wow, most people are lucky to have it for a few minutes,” Namjoon teases.

I grimace at the thought of that bitch from earlier, “So I’ve been told.”

The subject is quickly changes and we all begin having individual conversations in smaller groups. I talk mostly with Kai or Kris or Yoongi who manage to get the spot across from me. Food is brought out a little later followed by a bottle of wine that the younger boys and I are were not allowed to partake in. The night flies by quickly, soon a massive white and gold cake with flowers and a cart full of presents behind it. After dozens of pictures, the happy birthday song, and a five-minute argument with Soo about how I should be able to cut my own birthday cake, I am allowed to cut the first few pieces before he takes over. Everyone happily takes a large piece and stuffs their face.

“Are all the presents really necessary?” I ask as the waiters clear the dessert plates.

“We wanted to spoil you,” Luhan smiles at me.

“You guys spoil me enough.”

“And we will continue to do so.”

“We also have a present for you,” Namjoon hands me a small jewelry box.

I shake my head and try to give it back, “You guys didn’t have to get me anything.”

He shoves it back into my hands, “We already bought it and it’s specially made for you so there is no bringing it back.”

I sigh and thank them, I open it and gasp at the sight of the perfect single diamond hanging alone on the gold chain. “It’s beautiful!”

“I feel like we already got showed up,” Kris whines.

“It’s a gift for you guys as well,” Namjoon hands Kris what looks like a cell phone. “Jihyo told us about Joo’s up coming weekend with Jiyong Hyungnim and decided this might come in handy, it has a tracker in it.” I stare down at the necklace in my hands.

“Wow, I’m surprised we didn’t think of that,” Kai takes the tracker from Kris to look at it.

“Me too,” I say honestly.

“The idea of us tracking you doesn’t weird you out at all?” Soo wonders.

I shake my head, “It’s probably one of the least weird things going on in the relationship.” I look at me friends with a big smile, “Thank you guys so much for the thoughtful gift.”

“You are welcome Jooyoung,” Jin pats me head before glancing at his watch. “We should probably get going,” Jin suggest as he stands up to bow. I stand up along with them and go around the table to hug them goodbye.

“Thank you for coming.”

“We will see you at school hopefully some day this week,” Tae hugs we tightly.

“Thursday is my best bet.” They laugh before heading to the elevator, when they are out of sight I return to my spot with Kris’s arm around my shoulders and Kai’s hand resting on my thigh. “So what now?” I yawn.

“I think it’s time for you to go to bed,” Kris strokes my hair.

“But what about…” I barely stop myself form yelling out birthday sex but they have already figured out what I’m talking about.

“I didn’t know you were so eager.”

Xiumin smirks at me, “Who did you have in mind?”

I blush and look down at my hands.

“Don’t be shy baby,” Kai hold my chin gently as he guides me up to look him in the eye. “Who would you like to spend the night with on your first birthday with us?”

                                                     Partition

A/N: Takes place two years before the events in ‘Crash Course’, so you don’t have to read it to understand what’s going on.  I tried to interlace some plot points revealed in CC and it’s sequel, Infinite, but again, you don’t have to read them to understand what’s going on.

Song: ‘Partition’ by Queen B

Pairing: Rucas with brief mentions of J/M and F/S

Rated: M

Word Count: 14,221 (I still don’t know HOW it ended up this long)

Totally dedicating this one to @jenn0bi bc without her calling me out on not using this song (after I promised), this would never have been written. I *really* hope you like it, Jenn. <3


Maya groaned as she cradled her phone between her ear and her shoulder.  She hated it when he made sense.  The most annoying part of it was that her boyfriend always made sense—especially when it came to the subject of his niece.  “It’s been two years,” she reasoned as she reached for her concealer.

“Yeah, but we both know that she’s different now.  She’s not the same person she was in high school.  She’s not the same person she was since they broke up.”

Maya cringed.  She hated it when he used her words against her.  “But it’s Farkle’s birthday.”

“I know.  And I know she’ll be there and try to not let it affect her, but Maya, we still don’t know the whole story.  We don’t know who broke up with who.”

“There are going to be a ton of people there,” she reasoned.  “Maybe they won’t even cross paths?  Maybe she’s doing better than we think she is?  Maybe…maybe she is over it?”  She looked down at the counter as she quickly debated on which eye shadow to use.  “She has been dating around…and has gone on like four dates with this new guy.”

Josh frowned.  “Really?  Who is he?”

She frowned.  Nothing she had was going to work with her dress.  “Uhhh…Caleb, I think?  I only met him once.”

“Is he coming tonight?”

She sighed.  The good thing about living with her best friend was that she was welcome to borrow her things—including her makeup.  “I think so.  He’s friends with Farkle too.  That’s how she met him.”

“Then maybe we only need to worry about Lucas?”

Maya scoffed.  “You can worry about Lucas.”

“Come on, Maya.  I know you still talk to him.”

“Maybe I do, but when it comes to break ups, us girls have to stick together.”

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Who is in Control - Part 7

Summary:
10 years ago, you and Tony Stark met and he adopted you.
Today, you are his heir and the newest member of the Avengers.
Your first mission? Help Bucky Barnes.
Oh boy, you wished things were this simple.

(Reposting because I messed up with the order of the chapters. Sorry)

Word counting:  1200+
Chapter Summary: You decide to share an important part of your life with Bucky. His reaction isn’t exactly what you expect. 
Notes: Keep in mind: Age of Ultron Never happened here. Gifs are from google or tumblr.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Mutant!Reade
Present characters: Female Reader, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Patrick O’Malley , J.A.R.V.I.S., unnamed children
Chapter: 6/??
Chapter name: You don’t know me 
Warnings: A bit of angst; Bucky is a bit of a dick, but he is sorry; Scottish Accent; Steve always understands the references; Game of Thrones reference; Crying; 

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Y/N drove to one of New York’s smaller streets while Bucky alternated between watching her and the scenery by her side.

“I don’t really sleep at night. Four or five hours, no more.” She told him. “Do you know what helps me sleep?”

He shook his head as she parked the car.

“Follow me.”

The woman grabbed the boxes without waiting for his help and went to a house she had built years ago. They offered food, medical care, beds and other services to homeless kids. She used to visit the kids whenever she could, always making time to them.

“They help me sleep at night. They give me peace.”

When she opened the door, all the attention came to the two.

“Y/N!” The kids exclaimed.

The Stark put the box on the table with a huge smile on her face and all the little (and not so little) arms were automatically around her in hugs. Some kids lived in the shelter, and with the help of the city, they looked for families that could adopt them.

“I brought dessert.” She told them with a big smile on her face.

Y/N loved those kids. She would do anything for them, give anything to keep them safe and happy, well feed, and out of the streets.

Soon enough, she was giving them the desserts Patrick prepared, and listening as they talked about their weeks. She almost didn’t notice Bucky leave and didn’t stop him, but decided to find him after 20 minutes.

Who knows what could happen if she left him alone for too long.

“Are you okay?” Y/N asked with a smile on her face and her hands on the back pockets of the jeans she wore.

Bucky didn’t look happy. He had a look on is face, and his jaw was clenched.

“What do you do here? Why are you here?”

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You're Mine, I’m Yours || Rowoon

Group: SF9

Member: Rowoon

Genre: light insecure thoughts and actions (nothing major), smut,

Word Count: 1.3 K

Request:Heyyya omggg I love your writing SOOO much you are amazing and knock everyone dead with your writing xx Just wandering if i can get a sf9 rowoon smut where he treats you like a princess because your feeling insecure and feel like he’s too good for you and that other girls want him. Thank you xxxx❤️

A/n: Thank you so much for this request omg it’s so detailed so I got so much to work with ah I love it. Sorry this was so late also. Ah and you love my writing thank you so much I don’t say thank you enough to my beautiful anons.

Originally posted by bangstrgram

You felt a large warm hand caress your face. Your eyes fluttered open to see Rowoon staring at you with that adorable caring gaze he always had.

You drunk in his features you seen hundreds of thousands of time. At the angle he was he looked so handsome. His small eyes, his perfect soft hair and his kissable lips.

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