do not ask me what he's doing xd

semercury  asked:

ooh!! do you watch youtubers like, certain ones? who are your favorites? what kind of videos do you usually watch?

I watch Let’s Plays every once in a while. I’m really into the Yandere Simulator Myths series (it’s Jay from The Kubz Scouts; he’s fun!). I also watch some of Markiplier’s horror walk-throughs (he’s the one who actually got me into indie RPGs so I have him to thank for entering hell XD). Used to watch PewDiePie, eventually found him annoying and immature, and don’t much care for him anymore

Also most of my time spent on YouTube is listening to music oh my God so much music

Poke poke

Hii~ how would the boys react to the fact that their girlfriend squeaks when she’s poked in the side (like it’s not like a scream but it’s literally a loud short squeak)??? sorry if that wasn’t worded right ^^;;

(This was fun to do because I do the exact same thing XD)

[Gifs do not belong t me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by yoongichii

Joon would laugh the second he hears that squeak come from you. The insane blush on your face would have him grinning like a mad man because it’s so damn cute to him. “Y/n what was that?” he ask in between his laughter. The blush on your face becomes brighter by the second “n-nothing, stop laughing!” His hands would cover his face before reaching out to hold your face in his hands. “You’re so cute, I didn’t even know you did that,” he continues giggle every now and then as you pout at him. “It wasn’t cute I sounded weird,” “It was hella cute babe be quiet,”

||Jin||

Originally posted by ksjknj

The second you let that squeak escape your lips you cover your mouth embarrassed and wide eyed, looking at jin who was already having a major fit of laughter because of your reaction. All he did was poke you. A gasp was something he was expecting, but a squeak? It wasn’t weird but it surprised him a bit but would find it seriously cute. “Was that a squeak I just heard?” he chuckles. “N-no…I sneezed,” you blush and try avoiding eye contact with your boyfriend. “Who sneezes when they get poked?” He laughs and does it again making you squeak once more and laughs even harder. “Babe!” you hit his arm “that’s not funny,” “no your right, it’s hilariously adorable.”

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by pjkook

Yoongi would probably pause when he hears you squeak out his name when he accidentally poked your side when coming in for a hug. You’d stare at him with a light blush on your cheeks and lips presses together and wondered what he was thinking at the moment while his eyes were locked with yours. He’s not judging you, far from that  really. He just keeps replaying the sound in his head and thinking how cute it sounded. He reaches out unexpectedly and pokes you again making you jump back with a squeak and you glare at him with his gummy smile.  “Why’d you do that?” He shrugs “because I wanted to.” He tries again but you slap his hand away before he could touch you. “Stop poking me,” ”but I don’t wanna,” he laughs lightly. “Well you gotta,” “well I’m not gonna.”  

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by kawaiinekololitablog

Like yoongi, he’d pause for a second and begin to wonder what he just heard from you. He didn’t think he get that to come out of  you when he went to poke you. When he sees you blushing and covering your side he laugh little and try and try again just to hear you do that little noise he already found insanely endearing. “C’mon let me poke you!” “NO!” you scramble away from him so that you were out of reach. “But I want to hear you do it again it’s cute,” he begins to follow you with his arm stretched out and finger ready to poke your side again. “No it’s weird, stop trying to poke me hobi!” “I’m gonna getcha!”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Jimin would be a giggling mess the first time he heard you squeak. He just wanted a kiss from you but his fingers poked at your side making you squeak and pull back from him. The sound you made for some reason was so cutesy and he already loved it. “Why did you squeak y/n?” his cute giggling would ascend in a cackle when he sees you blush and lets his head fall onto your shoulder. “That was so cute babe,” “it was weird,” “It was adorable and you know it.” 

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by bangtangirl-cutennes-v

Taehyung wouldn’t even ask about the noise you just made. He is most likely only going to chase you around and keep poking you to make you squeak again and each time you did the harder he laughed. “TAEHYUNG STOP POKING ME,” you tossed a pillow at him but he quickly dodges and pokes you yet again. “NO it’s fun!” “Not for me I don’t like it.” Although he was poking you, you really couldn’t help but laugh with tae. “But the noise you make is funny I wanna hear it again.”

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by the-mark-tuan

Jungkook would imitate the noise you just made making him laugh harder than he already was because he’s never heard anything like it. Sure maybe the occasional yelp from you or girls he’s been around but your squeak was beyond compare. And now he something else to annoy you with. “Jungkook stop I get it,” you pout a little. “I’m sorry y/n.” Not even a second he pokes you again and imitates the squeak you made. “Kook seriously,” you whine and hit his hand. “It’s funny hearing you do it,” he stifles his laugh and you blush a little. “It’s cute to don’t be embarrassed.” 


Hope you liked it 😊
Much love~💖

Obligatory kakagai “high on pain meds” drabble

Kakashi is so drugged up he can’t even remember his own name

He hates when they have to drug him. He’s such a lightweight they always give him too much so he usually opts out but he obviously can’t be awake during extensive surgery.

Gai rushes right over because, well, when you get news that your husband has broken 37 bones and is currently in surgery, you can’t just not show up.

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anonymous asked:

okay but imagine Yoongi in a kitty suit trying to be cute so Jin would notice him XD

Jin: Yoongi what the hell are you wearing– Yah yah what are you doing??

Jin: F-feed you? what do you want??

Yoongi: Yes. Feed me.. lamb skewers

Jin: Lamb skewers– But you can go ask Kookie!

Yoongi: I want you to give me lamb skewers

Jin: Someone help 

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results of stream so far xD

so at first this started out as me shit posting cause i wanted to get outa a slump i was having then next thing ya know im doing full on pictures x3

1st is octi he gets so embarrassed when spell tells him hes so cute as an octopus

2nd sai playing the guitar  i wanted to do something for auhigh and this ended up showing up xD i think ill make sai help the choir or something with background music playing his guitar~

3rd is a request/ i asked her what to draw  for faa she wanted to see all her octopi bbys on me cause for some reason they love to hang off of me xDD thanks @furgemancs for helping me figure out what i was saying

4th another request/ i asked her what to draw for @foreverafterall she wanted lossi to give sai the raspberries but we thought it might be to hard so she chose hugs instead but i was able to get the raspberries in as well xDD

Anti's Antic's (Pt.2) Dark's Darkness

Unspurprisingly, torture is not an easy thing to write.
Oh yeah, btw, There’s a torture scene. It gets pre spoopy.
This took a great deal of work, so please if you have any advice, comments or tips it would mean a great deal to me if you left some down below if you enjoy it. It keeps me motivated when people do that. Thank you <3
This was once again inspired and partially made for:

@ask-sadisticdark

@ask-psychoanti

If you haven’t followed them yet… honestly, what are you doing with your life? xD
<3 <3 <3 without further ado here is PART TWO:


Anti was still for a moment, his glitches coming to a halt as he needlessly breathed in and out. His eyes were the only thing that moved; darting around and looking for his opponent, Dark. What is he gonna show me…? Anti wondered briefly.
Then the struggle began… a tight cold hand clapped over Anti’s mouth and then another hand wrapped around the front of his abdomen. Dark’s pale fingers were like claws, urging him to stop struggling, to submit. It took a few extra seconds for Anti to process what was happening before he appeared somewhere else entirely. Dark released him for a moment, to let him soak in the environment and atmosphere.

The Persuasion room was a dark, dim, and damp-feeling place. It was lit only by the pair of fluorescent lights that hung tiredly from the ceiling suspended on thick coil-like wires. The walls were made entirely out of solid concrete as well as the floors, there didn’t appear to be a visible door anywhere in the room. Rusted drains were placed in the floor- situated around a chair that was rather horrifying in appearance. The chair was pushed back at an uncomfortable looking angle and the cushion was torn beyond repair. In addition, it was stained with blood and… the unknown. Draping from its sides were bloody chains that dangled down like dead things.

“Lovely Isn’T iT?” Dark asked, interrupting an observing Anti. Dark strode to the area behind the chair to regard it just as Anti was a few moments prior. He ran his pale fingers down the abused surface of the cushion. Screams of the damned echoed through his mind like sweet music, the animalistic nature of them brought him into a bliss-like state. He remembered them all. Every. Last. One.

And simply by imagining it, Dark was undone. He sighed shakily and a malicious grin flickered across his face to shadow it.

Anti stared at him for a moment and grinned back a bit tightly. He was less interested in whatever fantasy Dark was having and more interested in the layout and objects of the room. Anti knew he had been in Dark’s sick ‘Persuasion’ room before. It wasn’t a memory he wished to bring to the surface, and frankly it was a fuzzy one at that - one he had locked away for safe keeping never to be removed or revisited.

Anti’s exploration of the room was cut short by being forcefully teleported by Dark into the disgusting chair. Anti noticed the putrid scent of dried guts, mildew, and other moldy substances.

Anti only cackled up at Dark while he scrunched up his nose, Í̷̺͈š̷͔̓ ̸̜̂̿t̶̮̉̂h̷̯͆̔î̸̞͐͜s̸̰̍̓ ̷̨̠̋w̵͓͌h̷̺̓e̷̛̺r̶̖͖͐̍ḛ̵͍̅̚ ̷̨̱͛̚y̶͎͊ͅo̶͎̐̓u̷͔͈͝ ̸͙͑b̴̹͋̆r̵̛̩͒i̶̝̞͂ǹ̵̯̻g̷̼̣̅̒ ̷͇̄͗y̵̛̦ȏ̸͇u̸̼̤̎r̶̰̾ ̴̪́f̷̦̓ă̶͍̈́v̸̢̮͛ȯ̸̧ų̶̺̽r̵͉̱̈́į̷́ṯ̷̙̀e̴͖͘ ̸̀͘͜ğ̶̹̬ư̴̡̓e̵̬̗̾̔ś̴͚͉t̶͍̀͝ș̶͕̔?̶̹͛͆ ̷̥͠ͅÌ̵͓͂f̵͖͍̓ ̴͚̬̅͝s̴͕͘o̵̳̠̐ ̶̢̐̑Ȉ̷̻̎ ̶̥̭͒ŵ̷̱o̴̢͛͜u̶̪̇̀ľ̸̥̥d̶̝̆̑ ̸͔̇̆l̸̲̈́̀ǫ̴͙͑v̴̫͊e̴̼̬͑̕ ̵̻̌a̴̠͂ ̴͍̲͝t̴̩̒ͅo̵͎̩͝u̷̟͉͝͝r̴͎͛͑͜ Anti laughed, glitching out of the chair to wander the room a bit more. He stared at the walls, which were lined with tools and weapons of the various mediums of torture. However, he didn’t have much of a chance to admire them before Dark had shoved him back to the chair. Anti glitched out of the chair once more, snickering like it was a game of tag. Dark was unimpressed and sick of the game, and after quite a few back and forth attempts he discovered a solution. With a quick motion, Dark snatched a baseball bat off of the wall and made harsh contact with the side of Anti’s head.

Anti’s jaw broke at the impact, and he crumpled. Dark then teleported him back to the chair, slippery little bastard… Dark thought.
“pLEase ReMain Still… it is EnTirELy pointless to attempt tO esCaPE…” Dark snarled, and tightly clasped the restraints over Anti’s torso, legs, arms, and neck. “Ill jUst KeeP cOminG BaCK…”


A disoriented Anti struggled under the bonds weakly. He gritted his broken teeth, which were reattaching and regrowing by the second,
Ọ̸͎̈͂h̴̖̀͆ ̴̡͂͝ỵ̷̲̌o̶̹͒̅u̴̝̾'̸͔̆r̸̝̻͘͝e̴̯̽ ̶̭͇̓r̵̤̈́͆ě̵̥s̷͖̔t̷̢̂r̷͇̱̂â̷̧̳i̵̳̅ṉ̴̋̀í̶̝͈n̴̳̆͝g̸͕̔ ̶̢̅́m̵͖̻͆͋e̸̖͔͒,̶͔̖͆ ̶̜̺̆͋ń̸͉̃͜o̶̹͋w̸̬̾̕?̴͍͊ ̶͙̪̓͠H̷̹̓o̸̲̾̚w̷̤̿̈ ̶̗̟̇k̶͉͚̆i̵̛̝ṉ̴̅̈́k̸̥͒͐y̵̬̚ ̴͍̜̃́ọ̸̈́f̸͙͗̽ ̸͈͉̾̔y̵̖̒o̴͈͓̓̓u̷̠͗̿,̵̨̤́͘ ̶̗͍͑̒Ḓ̸̂á̷͎̏r̶̝̰̂k̶̯͓̊y̷̥̜͊͘.̵̻̥͝ He said, his voice garbled by the shattered pieces. 


“I could very well keep you here forever… and You CHOoSe to MOck mE?” Dark said through his teeth, his eyes darkened with every intake of breath. He couldn’t wait to make him suffer… in ways he’s never suffered before.
He spit, putting as much power into his gesture so that it would hit the chest of Dark’s ‘precious’ suit. He hit bulls-eye and laughed at his own job well done. The voices chimed in, echoing afterward like in a sitcom.


Dark’s face contorted in disgust and a gray cloth appeared in his hand, he brushed off the surface, flicking off the pieces of bone. “You coULd hAve LeFT A sTaiN yOU VulGAr litTLe..”
Dark didn’t finish his sentence instead, his hand clamped down hard over Anti’s throat in a second, crushing the vertebrae instantly. Anti’s eyes bulged… out of his control. Dark spoke, his hand tightening more and more, “You always fail to remember. Always fail to REaliZe… that I am very… very capable of harming you.”


Anti was unable to move, speak or even make a wheeze. Dark had not released it, thereby blocking its ability to heal. Dark stared into Anti’s eyes with a hungry menacing look, his mouth stretching into an unsettling smile. Dark clicked in the wrist cuffs around the shackles. And with concentration Dark was able to will it to block Anti’s glitching teleportation whilst holding his neck still. This was enacted through inputting third-dimensional rays into the metal. Which also was gifted with an x-ray within the metal; inhibiting his glitches. Dark’s hand let up now that there was no way for him to flee.


“Now, I’m going to make it very clear…. You will not be permitted to leave until I see fit. Try as you might you cannot escape- I have already put third-dimensional rays into your shackles. Can’t you see the effects of it have already begun? Your dREadful glitching has ceAsEd.” Dark derided, his expression humbling. “You see, the x-ray that pulsates from the cuffs at this very moment is at a high enough velocity that your form is too confused -and mangled… to properly complete your glitch.”


Anti squinted at him, his jaw tightening in disbelief. He tried to make himself glitch out of reach… but to no avail, “T̶̙̅͠h̸̫̚a̴̘͊͑t̵͕̐'̷͎̮̔͗s̵͉̊ ̵̩͝p̵̛̙͝r̵͔̅ê̴̟͠ẗ̴̗͔ẗ̸̰̲́ỳ̶͖̗ ̸̪͊͜c̴̦̩̆͐l̷̩̓ê̵̩͠v̶̻͐̚é̸̻r̷̢̜͋,̵͉́̅ ̸̞͈̒̀D̸͍͙̓̀a̴͔͝r̸̖̩̃k̸̠̄͘y̴̜͆” He wheezed, feeling his neck bone piecing itself back together bit by bit. The voices began to laugh and jeer along with him as he eyed Dark. Dark’s mouth turned down into an enraged scowl at the sound of it. It felt like he was being mocked, then again Anti could make anyone feel that way.


W̸̭̺͝e̵̙̿͋l̵͕̑̈l̴̖̏͒?̵̦̂̆ ̸̡̱̕͘S̸̢̾̏h̵̪̻̽͠o̴̡̅ẅ̶̨͖́ ̴̼͍̏m̸̨͔̚ȅ̵̬ ̴̥̘̈́͑ẅ̷̝́̾ḫ̷͒a̴͔̎̽t̶̪̞͌ ̷̥͂̓y̴̥͕͝ó̷̞u̸̗̾̈́'̶̪̝̿͛v̶̼͎̄̕ė̷̙̟ ̶̗͔̏͛g̷͓͙͑́ŏ̸̲͓̽t̸͒͜͝.̵̩̘̓ ̸͙͇̇̽N̵̟͑ͅô̶̲͜t̶̘̄ ̵̟̺̍ľ̶͜i̴̠̾k̷̛̺e̷͔͔͐ ̷̛͖̖Ĩ̷̼ ̴̧͔̇̃c̴̟͗a̵̧̹̿̊n̶͍̙̅'̴̦̃ẗ̶̛͈́ ̴̳̀ḧ̷̤̎e̴̙͘ä̶͓́l̸̳͍̽̌ ̸̛̱͂f̶͍͒̎r̶̲͉̕͝o̶͔͗m̴̘͌̚ ̷̨͍̏̃i̴͖̭̓́t̷̢̢̔.̴̘̝̓” He stated fearlessly. Anti may not like pain, but he knew he would just keep on recovering until Dark got his fill.


“You know…I find it funny… that you don’t remember…” Dark said, strangely calm and collected once more- as if he had never been angry to begin with. “I can cause you much more than physical pain.”
Anti’s eyes went wide, and if he had a heart-rate it would have increased. His jaw slacked open slightly, he tried to form words but visibly was struggling and confused.
Dark noticed this and his expression turned to one of delight, “What’s this? You were so talkative before, now you have not a thing to say? How absolutely predictable.” Dark was practically giggling with glee.
G̵͆̐͜o̸̖̐ ̷͇͝a̸̰͌̌h̷̹̀̚ȅ̶̲ͅa̸̡͑͘d̶̥̤̀͊!̵̳͐́J̶͎̄ů̸͔͎ŝ̸͚ţ̵̕ ̶̹̓̎t̶͌̌ p̸͇̣̈́̑u̶̫̇̏n̵̖̲̏̕c̶̙͇͆̈́ḣ̵͔́ ̷͖̟͂m̸̼̽̈è̵̠͍ t̶͕͌̌ḣ̵̭̉e̴͖̘͂n̴̗͌͆ y̸̢͔͛ơ̴̜͙͠ú̶͌ͅ ̷̩͂͝b̶̡̺̓î̸̭͐͜g̴͉͊ ̶̣̪͑͝p̶̠̞̌u̷̥̥͑̉s̴͎̓̆š̶̞̒y̴̖̭͒̅.̶͕͉͊!! Anti suddenly yelled, making a face to further cover his inner most anxieties brimming the surface. The memory made it’s comeback for an instant. Anti knew that if he coundn’t keep it contained… It would spill over and if it did… it would bring an emotion with it. One that Anti knew he would be unable to contain. He wouldn’t… couldn’t think about it.
Dark picked up the bat, running a hand down it as he looked at the dangerous wires attached to the end, “Indeed…”

Y̸̟̑ȏ̷̢̼ů̷̱ ̸̳̗̀s̷̠̠̚u̷͙̔͛r̸͈̉e̵͈̻̾ ̵̼͝l̴̪̗̇̅i̸̻͐̓ͅk̷͎͕͗̕è̸̬̕ ̵̣̌̄t̵̢͓̓o̸̘̙͆̈́ ̸̡͎̈́͘s̷̝̟̚͝t̵͉̗͒r̷̪͗o̷͇̣̿̋ḳ̷̘͆̋e̸̯̻̐̃ ̶̠̲̓s̷̤͋̎t̶̨͔́u̸̗͙͐f̵̧͘̕f̵̾̋͜ͅ.̴̣̹́̍ Anti observed, his goal to rile up Dark until he exploded.

Dark’s 3-D effect increased at mind-boggling proportions as he cracked his neck once on each side. Dark then gripped the base of the bat and lifted it up to- “How could I have forgotten?” Dark asked himself aloud and set the bat down on a metal tray for the time being. He then pulled off a dreadful device from the wall. It consisted of a simple leather based belt-strap with a sharp, long metal protrusion laced at the middle, “Do you know what ThiS is?” He asked, but didn’t wait for a response. “A medieval torture devices, one of my favourites. The Heretic’s Fork. Why don’t you try it on?”

N̸̞̄ȏ̸̺͚t̵̟͍̓̕ ̶̡̊l̵̲̲̑͛i̷̹̋̃ḱ̶̠̟́e̸̻͊͝ ̵̻͍̈́Í̶̲̱ ̷̘̊͠ḧ̴̯́ǎ̷͎̾v̷̨͗é̴̦ ̵̗̋̅a̷͎͌̽ ̶̢̞̿c̶͙̈́̓h̵̺̑ô̴̳͕i̴̻̼͒̈c̴͇̏ê̵̜̭̆,̸͈̑̚ ̴̰̟͑d̶͈͊o̵͓̙̊̾ ̵͉̋̉I̴̬̩̓̈?̶̫̗͆ Anti barked, glaring sharply at him.

“Rightly so.” Dark responded with a smirk, placing the sharp edges of the Heretic’s fork between Anti’s chest and neck. Anti gave him a dirty look that shared he would not go down easily.

With a forceful push inwards they pierced the skin, and Anti threw his head backward, thrashing about in his restraints- he was careful not to make a sound by biting down hard on his own tongue. The sword protrusion dislodged at his quick movements and Dark made a grunt of annoyance; thrusting the object to stab back into Anti’s neck and upper chest. Anti cried out involuntarily, his back arching as if on puppet strings. 

Dark shook his head at him in disapproval, “Would you please stop writhing? You’ll only cause more pAin to yoUrseLF if you dOn’t.” Dark advised, and buckled the strap tightly around the back of Anti’s neck. He pulled it into the tightest notch, reveling in the sounds of discomfort made by Anti.
Once it was placed on, Anti had no way of moving his head or chest without further harming himself. The pain was stifling at first, but Anti bit his tongue,
Ỉ̷̟͝ṯ̵̡̕'̶̹̿s̵̆͒͜ ̸̛̗͒s̷̘̎̒ŏ̸̗ ̶̨̯́̃p̴͈̎̋ṟ̸̄̾e̸̖̖̔t̷̯̾t̵͇̺͋̅ÿ̴̦́̾o̸̹͠n̴̘̬͂́ ̵̻̉̽m̸͈͝ḙ̸̕ he tittered dryly. Anti then narrowed his focus back to observing Dark’s next move.

Dark returned to the bat and lifted it up with a strong two-handed grasp. He brought down the first blow against Anti’s right arm; shattering the bone in three. It caused the fork to delve deeper into his chest and neck. Anti groaned; the pain came all at once and he had barely any time to react further when the second blow hit. This time Dark’s bat hit his chest.. and broke at least two ribs.

“I find it delightful how helpless you are.” Dark said, lifting up the bat to strike twice more. Anti stopped wincing, but his sounds of pain could not be withheld anymore. He couldn’t not give Dark what he wanted… He couldn’t turn his head away from the image in front of him either. He was forced to endure it.

“It’s pathetic, really.” Dark murmured, leaning into his face with his wicked grin. Then Dark stood up straight again, walking with the bat back and forth in front of him. “You’ve always been an entirely useless waste of space.” He sighed, his eyes slit as he narrowed them at Anti. “It isn’t surprising that there are less who follow your endeavors than there are mine.”
Anti looked down at the concrete floor, set on ignoring him. He wondered why he wouldn’t just hit him again instead.

Dark was thoroughly aware of what he was doing. Even still, he knew that each of his words was a blow to the wall that Anti had so carefully built up over the years. Dark was perfectly fine with watching it crumble. Piece by piece. Until there was nothing left but begging and complete submission. Dark was set on teaching him manners, to never touch things that didn’t belong to him. To not be impulsive and ludicrous or juvenile. To teach him the true meaning of respect.

After all of the anger, berating and torture Dark had put Anti through. Anti was already losing composure, and it would only take a few more degrading sentences to tear him away.

“So unSTable… you put up a front of carelessness that those around you perceive as maDneSS. But it is you who pays for it… Isn’T It?” Dark barked out, demanding an answer. “Nod your hEad, hm?” Dark chuckled cruelly.
I̸̺̣̋ ̴̥̫͝c̵͚̋͘o̷̩͌͒u̴̗̔͝l̷̠͍̏̃d̴̫̆n̴̯̉'̵̼̎̑t̴̟̾̕ ̶̬̥̐n̷̯̏̊o̶̬͂̿d̵̪̤̀͆ ̴̠̬̋͆e̴̛͕̺̽v̵͈̏̚ȅ̶̦̺n̷͉̐ ̵̪̞̄̊ĩ̶̳̯f̶̘͇̈́ ̸̙̼́I̴̞̊ ̷̠̭̾w̵͕͍͛à̷̞͐n̵͕͔̾̈t̸̺͌e̸̛͓͛d̴̟̭͑̕ ̷̫̲̊͘t̷̳̺̽ö̴̝́ ̷͍̚Ḋ̴͖̟̅ȁ̵̗̃r̵̻̐k̵̬͑!̸͉͂̊ Anti bellowed in his face, he was going to hit his breaking point. He could see the ambient pulses behind his vision threatening to take him places he did not want to go to. Dark hit his side with the bat again, mercilessly shattering his bones repeatedly for another ten minutes. 

Anti was breathing hitchedly from the strain that all of the pain put on his muscles, his head was tilted back and his fingers were clenched into shaking fists. With eyes shut tight he felt himself haphazardly begin to come into place again. Only to have the healed bones broken once more.


Crack… snap. 


Again and again, bone after bone. Dark experimented with cutting limbs just to the very edge, causing Anti to scream shrilly, and recover just as quick and break into a weak grin. None of it was enough for Dark. He had to be harsher… crueler…
But then Anti had an idea, he gazed up at him with his grey glowing eyes surrounded by darkness
S̴̫͎͂-So̸͚̺̐̀ ̷̤͌w̶̮̖̓h̴̛̠̭a̷̮̽t̸̡̘́͒ ̵̭̞͊i̵͙͂f̸͙͙̿̔ ̵̪̤̀I̵̥̯̔̉ ̴̖͛̅p̷̮͖͝ủ̶͙̖ṯ̷͍̎̒ ̴̖̱̽ò̸͈̱ñ̸͈͘͜ ̸͚̃͗a̸͍̱͌͝ ̵̪̉f̵̡͒ȓ̵̰̱̓o̷̰̊̀n̵̢͓͌t̶͈̩͐.̵̧͍̈͝ ̷̝̄Ş̴͔̇͝ó̵̥͛ ̴͓̊̋ͅd̸̩̂͗͜õ̶̼͝ ̴͉̎̍ͅÿ̵̺́̚ő̴͔̇u̸̬͝.̸̲̾ Anti whispered between small grunts of pain.


Darks head snapped down at him unnaturally, “How sO?”


Y̸͎̆̓o̵̧͘u̸͖̦̓ ̵̧̏k̶͎̭̆n̵̖͑o̵̥͔̐w̷͕̄̀ ̵͎́ṫ̶̹h̵̏̍͜a̶͖͔͌t̵͙̋͆ ̴̙̍͋y̸̙͗̈́o̶̝̣̐͌u̸̡͝ȓ̷͓̗ ̴̫̘͊c̴̝̜̚r̸͔͎̎̽e̷͙̣̍à̶̬̙t̶̛͔͂o̸̩̥̓ř̸̨̼ ̶͋͗͜h̸̛̭̚ā̶͖̻t̶̏ͅe̵̫̔̓s̶̨̠̊ ̸͖͚̊͝y̴̹͠o̶̹̺̎͝ṷ̷̈́̔,̵̮̖̈́ ̸̨̑́a̵͔̓͐ń̸͔d̶͙̈͑ ̴͓̮̀t̷̟̃ḧ̶̹̞́̀a̸͓̎t̷̛̠̬̃ ̶͈̬̌̀n̶͈̈́͆o̶̟̥̐̂ ̸̱̝͝ơ̶̠̓ǹ̸̳̇e̴̦̋ ̵͖̓͐ä̵̭́̔ͅc̸̗͌t̶̛̠̜ȗ̴̟̯̑ȁ̴͕̖͛l̶̹̥͌l̸͕̼̆͂y̴̜̳̎͛ ̸͖̌̀l̴̪̩̉ỏ̴̦v̷̟͈͆̍ȇ̴̟̬̉s̶͍̃̕ ̶̡͍̈́y̴̳̒͌͜o̸̝̱͐ű̶̖̑.̷̬̇̕ ̷̡͎̈́S̵̳͌̓ỏ̸̧̞̕ ̶͖͙̓͘ȳ̷̠͕͂ö̵͙̫́̈́ṵ̸̟̅̑ ̸͓͊̆ḧ̸̙̭́i̶̥̯͂̕d̴̲̒͆e̶͉̓͛ ̷̳͚̆́i̴̖̫̅t̴̮̊͝…Anti responded, squinting as he pushed out word by word- hoping desperately that it would cause an outburst. But Dark remained still, and maintained eyecontact. Anti may have known his insecurity… but he was not clever enough in his state to make a decent blow.


“My creator may hate me, but my lovelies follow me for a purpose. I’ve had quite enough of your foolish GAmeS, Anti…” He growled. “You are the true ScUm of existence, and you are well aware of it too. You will never belong anywhere you go.” Dark stated plainly, his eyes half lidded as he stared down at him.
Then he continued with the beatings, shouting out various names at him. “You’re worTHeSs.” 


Another bat swing across the chest.


“Good for NoTHinG at aLL..”


One in the stomach.


“Degenerate and PoInTLesS…”


Back of the head.


Dark took a break to wipe down the bat that was dripping with a dark green blood-like substance and other fleshy pieces. He sighed and straightened his tie, relieved he had taken off his suit jacket earlier that day. It was getting messy.. he adored it. Yet hated it at the same time.
Anti’s head was downcast weakly on the Heretic’s fork, the repeated hitting made him impale himself through his chin, and his shoulders were moving quickly up and down as he made quick pained noises. He had entirely given up on struggling or cracking any jokes.

But Dark wasn’t finished.

“You see… in the end, it’s always you who pays the price. It’s always you who is the one singled out. It’s always you who ends up… alone.” Dark smacked Anti at the last word, hard across the face. The sharp protrusion of metal ripped up the bottom of his throat and chin with the brunt of the slap. Anti sputtered into coughs, breathing hard and fast despite not requiring use of his lungs.

Anti began to whimper, S̸̡̠̾-̴̺͙̽Ṣ̶̅̉ṯ̵̘̾o̵̦͇̒p̷̦͈̒͘.̸̨͎̀̄.̵̡̌̊.̴̝̉ͅ he stammered, holding back the urge to break down. He lifted his face up, rising slowly as the green substance gushed out from his neck. P̸-̶P̸l̴e̸a̷s̷e̴ ̸l̴-̵l̷e̸t̶ ̴m̵e̷ ̷g̴o̴.̸.̸.̵ He whimpered, a voice crack near the end of the sentence showing how much damage had been done. “D-Dark… please.”

Dark lowered his hand, not being able to help his surprise. He had done it. It was so easy… Anti was begging him to stop, saying his real name.

Anti was crying out, but this time…It wasn’t the pain that caused it… no… but the wave of emotions that uproared from what Dark had said.

Anti felt real pain, for the first time in a very long time. Mental pain that raked through his subconscious like a knife- sharp and unyielding. His defenses were relinquished by none other than his old friend- and now an enemy. Dark.
Dark did this.

The feeling of betrayal was short lived, simply put, the mental pain overpowered it. His eyes began to dart back and forth at nothing as his chest shuddered with the tell tale signs of a rattled sob. Anti could not establish what was real and what was not. He could not see what was in front of him. He feared he was losing control of everything.

His mind endlessly reeled over Dark’s words again and again, scattering any little organization his thought process had to begin with.


It’s always you â̴̤̞͈̜͍͙̩͖̝͑͐́̋̑̉̚l̵̨̟̪̙͒͝͠͠w̸̨̞̱̙̓̏̋͊͗̇͝a̷̙̺̪͖͛̎̂̎͜ȳ̴̨̮̟̦̱̮̪̂̃̔̋́͒̊̑̕s̶̛͇̪͇̝̼͍͖͛̇̎̐͠͠Always… â̴̤̞͈̜͍͙̩͖̝͑͐́̋̑̉̚l̵̨̟̪̙͒͝͠͠w̸̨̞̱̙̓̏̋͊͗̇͝a̷̙̺̪͖͛̎̂̎͜ȳ̴̨̮̟̦̱̮̪̂̃̔̋́͒̊̑̕s̶̛͇̪͇̝̼͍͖͛̇̎̐͠͠ â̴̤̞͈̜͍͙̩͖̝͑͐́̋̑̉̚l̵̨̟̪̙͒͝͠͠w̸̨̞̱̙̓̏̋͊͗̇͝a̷̙̺̪͖͛̎̂̎͜ȳ̴̨̮̟̦̱̮̪̂̃̔̋́͒̊̑̕s̶̛͇̪͇̝̼͍͖͛̇̎̐͠͠Always you…

Always you who ends…


You… you… you you who ends…

Who ends… who… ends up


Alone. A̶̛̭̪̜̳̣̪̲̞̼͈̗̲͙̼̹̳̿́̀̆͊́̍̑̌͆͑̚l̸͖̤͖͔͓͖̮̟̗͈̺͒̊̌͜͝ơ̸̲̅̊̒͊̾̑͒͗̐͘͝n̸̻͈̲͔̲͕̭̩̱̻̰͛̍̃̅̏̾̿̏͌̐͒͐̆̀͌́̅̑̉̀̓̅̽̂̀͒̆̄̃̅͋̅͛̈́͊̍̓̉͗͘͘̚̕͘͜͠͝͝ę̷̗̣̤͚͍͖͚͖̫̼̼̘̦͓̮̰̮̳̺̮̪͍̜̼̣̼̜̲̼̤̣̻͕͚̙͍̠̱̳͈̞̯̳̪̯̫̲̯͔̣́̾͌̓̐́̕͠ͅ 


Anti’s sight blurred again. He could see… now he was somewhere new. And when he was finally able to comprehend the scene before him…


He was already broken.

anonymous asked:

When Victor talking to Yuuri about him being a mob boss, and Yuuri said he would arrest him. I'm kinda just like: ???? Victor what did you expect??? But it's very Victor-like to do that. Every time I read your story, I'm just like: UPDATE FASTER. But also remember that your a human too. Who also has things to do and a life too. So then I end up reading fanfics and DJs in the end :) But honestly, your work is great, keeps me sane.

I know, it’s really just…like…VICTOR, WHAT DID YOU THINK HE WOULD SAY??? XD
It is true though, that, Victor’s the type to try his luck I suppose XD
And, I’m very happy that you look forward to updates so much ;w;
Yeah, life kinda gets in the way ^^;;
BUT TRYING HARD TO GET THINGS DONE O3O
Summer has arrived, so, should be a little easier ^^;;;

skybloodfox  asked:

Erm, if you're still doing the prompts, maybe #10 rhack?

For the 100-word drabble prompts: #10: “Teach me how to play?” These drabbles will be in my fic archive with all the other bullshit I write xD

“Sooo… what do you wanna do tonight?” Rhys asked coyly, fingers twiddling on the hand Jack grasped with his own.

“I’ve got a deck of cards…” The older man smirked wickedly. “Ever play strip-poker Rhysie?”

The younger man flushed. “No… Teach me how to play?”

Jack’s grin grew, knowing he was going to have an interesting night as Rhys fumbled through the rules of poker and asked innocent questions as to how things worked.

An hour later, sitting opposite each other on the couch with the coffee table between them, Rhys was smirking as Jack had to surrender his boxers.

pigeoncultist  asked:

Hey darqx! Your art style really cheers me up somehow, it's very clean sketchy sorta lines but at the same time there's so much detail and it's incredible! Also, how do demon-Izm's eyes work? Does he see kinda panoramic view like is typical of animals with horizontal pupils? Full color? I wish I could talk to you more like I get to talk to Gato and EP but I know there's a huge time zone difference ahah... I have a whole bunch of questions but I don't wanna overwhelm ya!

(´∀`)♡ HHHHHHH i’m yelling cos that is so lovely of you thank you?? You guys liking my art or being happy to see it gives me life like you wouldn’t believe. Also AHAHA yeah timezones are the devil… I s2g everyone i know is in America or thereabouts 90% of the time |D What are you guys all doing over there??!

Yes kinda! Demon!Izm has full colour vision and a bit of a wider “normal” field of view than a human, so his blind spot is further back. For eg if you look straight ahead and hold your hands up parallel with your ears, you cant really see them unless you turn your head slightly or look off to a side. If Izm did that, he’d be able to see his hands in his normal field of view whilst technically still looking straight ahead. It makes it harder for people to sneak up on him :B

anonymous asked:

Omae is a disrespectful/offensive way of saying "you." As a Ciellizzy shipper I wouldn't exactly like him calling her that :/

This bothers me on so many levels right now so let’s count them:

Here is wikipedia:

1.

Ciel is a freaking brat. Could you imagine him speaking to people in the most polite tone there is? No. Ciel’s simply a rude kid so I like that pronoun for him. But even if we say it’s not the politest “you”, it’s still not the end of the world, right? I doubt he speaks like that to more influencial people tho, @akumadeenglish?  Anyway, it’s not like calling Lizzy “omae” would indicate him trying to be rude to her. It says more about Ciel himself I think. 

2.

NOW WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT! You’ve probably read this above already but I feel like pointing it out: a very casual relationship with someone you’re very close to? Like for example…your fiancee whom you grew up with? I totally love this because on top of allowing him to express his big ego the pronoun also indicates he and Lizzy are close. I must say this is almost the main reason I am bothered with your ask. If he were to address her more politely it’d be because he’d have to be worried she’d take him to be rude. But she doesn’t. Elizabeth is fine with her Ciel saying “omae” to her. It’s just super casual like he can be himself. I am also not quite sure how rude it really is. Like, anime gives a lot of room for speach patterns of all kinds and even there you can see them contemplate about each other’s use of pronouns and honorifics and such. In the end of the day, isn’t “omae” just “you” without any extras? Japanese people seem to be very sensitive there already… like when you walk up to a stranger and call them by their name without any honorifics… It seems to be such a big deal in their culture…Weird. XD But in that way it suits them, right? Ciel and Elizabeth are so close. Ciel and Elizabeth don’t use honorifics for each other either so “omae” makes sense, right? @akumadeenglish, correct me if I’m wrong please, I’m only speaking from my anime experience. (Oh my God, how did I end up here? XD)

3.

Bam baem BAM BAAAAAAAAM~ Tell me again that as a shipper you wouldn’t exactly like him to call her that. Tell me again, now’s your chance! XD Seriously, I didn’t know that either before this topic came up. THIS IS SO COOL! Acknowledgement for the ship. God bless. Japanese is so weird and so much fun! X3 

I kind of love how that pronoun suits them so perfectly, how much better could it possibly get?

But now I have to come to my main reason to be upset:

4. 

He calls her “omae” here too in the original. Does it really matter what word he uses? Like, this is what Ciel thinks of her: the girl he will protect at any cost. How could it possibly matter to anyone if Ciel were to address her with a rude pronoun!? It is simply beyond me how that could ever matter! I don’t understand what’s the big deal about it. Even if he actually were to address her rudely,which he doesn’t do, this is what his actions say. Do you as a shipper think the pronoun would actually matter compared to this?

…I feel I’ve gotten lost in a rant. Feel free to point out to me how much shit I just threw together here. Have fun. XD

Friends (The Heirs! Youngdo) Pt5

Type: Angst Fluff

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4


Request: Part 5 for Friends on which Rachel has been annoying af about Youngdo’s relationship with Y/N, so Y/N confronts her and says that she loves him when Rachel acusses her for being wih him for the money and Youngdo hears it but doesn’t tell her until he takes her home

~changing it slightly. Hope you don’t mind~


“Stop buying me stuff” you told him as you looked at the over priced bracelet he put infront of you. He raised a brow before he took it “this is a gift for your mother’s birthday” he says “assuming I’m gonna spoil you…” he continues “is correct” he finishes sitting next to you. He put a box onto your lap with a smile “jewelry is pointless with you but I know these are not” he coos as he laughs “go on open it” he says as you roll your eyes and pull the paper off of the box and your eyes went wide. “MCM special additions” he says holding up the overpriced Beats box up. “Why?” you asked him “your brothers broke your old pair” he says “and I hate the cheap ones you use” he told. You smacked his chest as he just smiles “I should be allowed to spoil you. You’re my girlfriend” he whispered as he brings you in for a loving kiss. You kissed him back deeply, he pulled back shocked “a pair of Beats gets me tongue what will one of those laptops you’re always looking at get me?” he teases “a busted lip” you respond as he chuckles.

“Lets get this box open” he says as he grabs scissors cutting the tape on the box off and opening it. He picked up your phone and unlocked it, he knew your password and you knew his. He plugged it in. He smiled as he slid them onto your head playing some random song from your playlist. “You’re cute” he says as you really couldn’t hear him you made a face not understanding. He took a deep breath “I love you” he says thinking you couldn’t hear him but you had actually paused the music at the right time to hear him. You froze momentarily before sliding them off. “You love me?” you asked him as his eyes went wide. 

His cheeks turned red as he cleared his throat. You smiled “I love you too” you tell him. You felt his arms wrap around you tugging you lightly into his lap. “Say it again” he said “I love you” you tell him as he laughs. He nibbled on his lip as you two stared at one another. “Good” he tells as he pulls you down for a kiss.

~

“You’re buying a place for the two of you?” Rachel asks Youngdo who was looking at apartments “it’s none of your business” he says as he closes the browser on his phone. “Why would you want to move in with her?” she asked him “because we’re happy together” he informs. “You’ve been dating what a year? Why are you rushing to move in?” she asked him “it’s none of your business” he repeats “you’re going to ask her to marry you” she realizes as he tenses up. “So what? It’s not going to affect you any” he says as she rolls her eyes “she’s not worth it” “she’s not worth it?” he repeats as he scoff. “You’re not worth my time” he tells her “stay out of my relationship” he told her before he took off. 

~

You were reading some English novel as it was ripped from your hands leaving rather deep paper cuts.  You hissed lightly as you looked up to see Rachel “what do you want?” you ask her taking the book from her. “Did Youngdo buy you those?” she asked pointing to the headphones around you neck. “Yeah” you say unsure “that?” she then asked pointing to the expensive necklace “yeah” you say again more quiet.  “How much do you plan on taking before you leave him?” she asked “what?” you asked in shock. “You obviously want more from him than affection. So it has to be money-” “is that all you rich fools think? Everyone wants your money. Unlike you, I don’t need mommy’s money to go places in life. I don’t need Youngdo’s money either. I want his love and support. Maybe if you were capable of keeping someone interested in you, you might have the same feelings” you tell her as you get up from your spot. “You can’t talk to me like that” “I think I just did” you tell her as you begin walking away. As you walked away you realized that Youngdo sassy and sarcastic attitude was rubbing off onto you. 

You continued walking before you came face to face with Youngdo’s chest as he caught you “come on. I’m taking you home” he says as he takes your hand into his. “Thank you” you tell him as he nods “why are you all smiley?” you asked him “I can’t smile at my girlfriend” he says but honestly he was happy with your conversation with Rachel. He tapped his pocket in the other pocket as he was going to make his move. 

~

He pulled up to your house and helped you off the bike as he smiled again. He tugged you close as you tried to walk away “I will love and support you in whatever you do” he spoke as you looked confused. “How are your hands?” he asked as he pulled your hands into the view of the porch light “how did you know?” you asked. “I was coming to get you when Rachel came by” he says as he brings your hands up to his lips and pressed a kiss onto them. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the black box “my mom’s birthday is two days from now” you tell him “I know. This is for you-” “Youngdo-” “shut up” he says as he gets down on one knee “Youngdo” you say in shock as he opened the box revealing a simple yet large stoned ring. 

“You and me, what do you say?” he asks as he looks up at you nervously. You bent down and grabbed his face standing him back up. He didn’t think it was going to end well. Pulling his hands close you pulled the ring from the box and slid it onto your finger. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and smiled “don’t do that to me” he told you as you laugh. “Taking a page out of your book” you tell him as you brought him in for a kiss “are you sure?” you asked him as he nodded. “I don’t want anyone else lecturing me for the rest of my life” he whispered to you. 


So this is a pretty fun series. Do you think it can keep going? Idk what to write next but that’s up to you guys because they’re all your ideas xD 

Umm uhmm . So one person that i have in my Steam List saw my idea of mabye doing commission and he just buy me the game, he kinda stole all the 10 slots in that way hahaha , sorry to everyone who was hope for even maybe get one spot ,  but i might do more in futere .

This art is 2$ commission of one pooltoy pony <who is Milk Duds> inflated another one who is fluttershy :P

commission done for @demokip

Plz respect my work as it was commission and respect what my commission ask me to draw. thanks !


ps. can belive that someone wold even pay me 1 $ XD. feel kinda wrong but oh well .. 

anonymous asked:

What Teru should do: Just casually walk alongside ???% without fighting him. That way he won't get hurt and when Mob finally dies snap out of it he'll be there to help. That's what I would do anyway.

This reminds me…  one ask I got so long ago… it said: 

*Imagine Teru comforting Mob and being the balance to his emotions*…

I see all our expectations weren’t so wrong XD

anonymous asked:

#2 on the drabble prompts. How about for Jon and Daenerys since that's your thing?

Oooh! Thanks for asking me to do this. I love it. Drabbles have never been my strong suit so I hope this is okay? It’s kind of long haha. Also kind of fluffy and fanciful, entirely implausible in GoT canon. I regret nothing! XD


“How long have you been standing there?”

The question jolted Jon from his reverie and he glanced over to see his sister smiling coyly, taunting him. He hadn’t noticed Sansa walk over to meet him, lost in his own thoughts amidst the bustle of the ball, the press of people filling Dragonstone’s Great Hall to capacity.

“What else would you have me do?” he asked her, shrugging.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Sansa gestured dramatically at the grand spectacle of it all, indicating the couples dancing on the well-polished floor all around them. “I suppose dancing never occurred to you?”

Jon scoffed. “These highborn ladies have no interest in dancing with a Northern bastard.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re more than that, and you know it. ‘The King in the North whose name is Stark,’” Sansa recited, stepping in front of him to command his attention, her steely blue eyes finding his. “And you’ve got more than your fair share of willing partners,” she added, nodding almost imperceptibly toward the back corner of the room.

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musclepencil  asked:

What if you had just arrived from home, after hanging out with some of the members from overwatch not knowing that one of them told Reaper you had a crush on him, and when you unlock the door he's sitting on your couch and he signals you to come in. You look startled but he tells you not to worry before he teleports right in front of you and places his hand on your face. "So whats this about you liking me?...what do you want to do?" How would you react? (I'd probably pass out but yeah xD)

Immediately hope he never went into my room cause 

heylookadistractionthingy  asked:

Hello! I absolutely love your Mob!UT art! Question; when Sans and lil pup are alone together what do they like to do? Nap? Play puzzles? Go to Grillbys? I'm curious.

Do you know how big brothers take care of their younger sibling?

With loving affection covered with teasing! :D

(Though probably he’ll do what he did for Papyrus when he was little; like read a story, take them out to a park, nap etc…)

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I just realized I never posted pics of me as Ruby from last year (oopsie) And look! I got to meet Zach Callison (the voice of Steven) and Vic Mignogna (the man of many voices but mostly known for Tamaki and Ed Elric). Both were super sweethearts! Also I was struck down by the Homeworld Gems and was to be “poofed” thus me laying dead on the ground XD

Also! I was a lone Ruby during these cons and you should know the cutest thing happened to me. I ran into a wonderful dude who gave me the most excited hug ever while showering me with noises similar to what you’d say to your beloved pet. And then he asks me if he an his boyfriend can get a pic with me. Of course I’m thrilled. But afterwards they ask where my Sapphire is. I sadly admit I do not have one. They both do the most dramatic gasp ever an tell me, “WE WILL FIND YOU ONE WAIT HERE!” And know what? They fricking did and it was the cutest thing ever cuz they guided us to one another. (Which is the picture of me with a Sapphire above). Still my most favorite con moment ever.

@skylereye @jen-iii @rhinocio

anonymous asked:

Can you do a jimin high school au where he's like totally got a crush on you but you don't really talk too much and all of your friends are like yo what are ya doing he's totally into you and your like what? Really and they're like yeah duh everyone knows. Just like pure fluff and stuff. Thanks I love your writing💛

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Genre: Pure fluff

Word count: 2 600

Summary: You being oblivious and Jimin being romantic


“Y/N, when are you going to use your brain and see what is right in front of you?” I gave Eunha a confused look, indicating that I had no idea what she was on about. She just sighed and closed her locker, which was placed beside my own, and shook her head at me. “You’re so clueless.”

“What?” I laughed. She always liked being mysterious so she just gave me a knowing look before walking off to our next class, me following behind her. The bell rang just as we entered the classroom. It didn’t even take two seconds before I felt someone’s eyes on me but as I looked around after the owner of said eyes I couldn’t see anyone showing me any interest. Shrugging it off Eunha and I sat down on either side of our other friend Jisoo. He wasn’t slow in catching up with various events that may have happened during our last weekend. Water guns and flour was involved, just saying. The teacher entered in the middle of our conversation, forcing it to a stop with her presence. She introduced our upcoming assignment and instantly got us working. Taking out my pen, notebook and textbook, I got ready to start my hour of studying. Eunha and Jisoo, however, were not going to let that happen. They started poking me and all my efforts of ignoring them were thrown out the window.

“Y/N, someone has been watching you ever since you entered the classroom.” Jisoo told me as he gestured as much as he could with his eyes, however he was gesturing to hard so his head followed the direction he was gesturing in so he was not discreet at all. Confused, I turned around only to meet the eyes of one of the most popular guys in this school; Park Jimin. I waved at him and then I turned back towards my friends. They gaped at me.

“What?”

“Go talk to him you dork.” Eunha tried to push me in his direction, with no success.

“Why would I?”

“Uhm, because he like definitely has a thing for you.” I just laughed at that. Yeah sure, not a chance. Jimin and I may have talked on some occasions but that was because the situation demanded our interaction. He has never shown affection towards me and I have never shown any to him. We were classmates, that’s all.

“He does not like me like that, we’re barely aware of each other’s existence.” my two friends just rolled their eyes at that comment and persisted with their own opinion. Working on was not easy that lesson with two persistens matchmakers on either side of me, they knew how to get on my nerves and they were so convinced that Jimin had a thing for me. I just did my best in trying to concentrate.

After the lesson we all made our way towards our lockers with our supplies, Eunha and Jisoo were finally talking about something else other than the supposed crush Jimin would have on me. The center of their current discussion was the upcoming prom our school held every year. This particular subject wasn’t something that peaked my interest either, I’ve never been one for social events. Eunha and Jisoo had decided to go together as friends and they wanted me to go with them too. I, on the other hand, was not planning on acting like the third wheel. They have been bugging me about Jimin but they failed to realise their own infatuation for each other. Making our way to the cafeteria next, I caught myself speeding up the more intense the smell became. It’s not often our school offers tasty food but on rare occasions we actually got to eat until we were full. My friends were not late with smelling the delicious scent of pizza. Soon enough all three of us were running towards the scents origin, resulting in me, who was leading the sprint, crashed into a firm chest when I rounded the last corner. A pair of hands grabbed me by the waist, preventing me from landing on my but, and pulled me up into a standing position again. I looked up and was met by a pair of deep brown eyes and based  on the snickering coming from behind me I guess you know who it is.

Jimin gave a small smile and let go of my waist.

“Sorry, are you okay?” I nodded, putting my hair behind my ear.

“Yeah, thank you for catching me, I should’ve watched where I was going.”

“Nah, anyone could run into each other rounding these kind of corners.” He shot another smile in my direction while walking around me. “See you around though.”

“Yeah.” I replied and we gave each other a wave. I then turned around to face my friends who were standing there with big smirks covering their features. “Not a word.” I said with a finger pointed at them as I started walking towards the cafeteria once again, in the opposite direction as Jimin. The other two laughed at me but let the matter go once the thought of food penetrated their thoughts once more.

When we finally had fetched our pizza we sat down at a round table near the windows. I started picking away the mushrooms coating the pizza when someone else sat down beside me and started doing the same. I didn’t even have to look up to know that it was my older brother Yoongi. Neither of us liked mushrooms.

“Yoongi-ssi.” Eunha called out to him causing him to turn his attention towards her. “Do you have a prom date yet?” The lazy smile that appeared on his face was enough to answer the question and Eunha became ecstatic, she loved these kind of things. “Who!?” With a smirk on his face, Yoongi answered the question.

“My bed.” The smile fell of Eunha’s face and Jisoo and I burst out laughing. Yoongi took every opportunity he got to get some extra sleep. Once my pizza was free of mushrooms I dug in and relished in the amazing taste. After a couple of minutes if silence Yoongi spoke up again.

“Why don’t you do anything about him?” He looked at me with curious eyes.

“About who?”

“Jimin.” I choked on my food and glared at him.

“Why do I need to do anything about him?” I asked, a bit annoyed at the repetition of this subject, after I recovered.

“Uhm, because he’s staring.” Yoongi said that very casually. “A lot.” I rolled my eyes.

“He’s not.”

“Oh, come on. He has such a big crush on you it’s ridiculous and kind of annoying.”

“He doesn’t.”

“He does, I’m his best friend and he so does. Do you know how much he talks about you? It’s really pestering.” I had no comeback for that, but the blush on my cheeks informed my brother that I had lost. It’s just so unbelievable. He’s one of the popular ones and I was just me. Someone like him would not have a crush on the school’s weird art student.

“Whatever.” I muttered, a little pissed about being wrong, and walked away with my now empty plate. I felt Jimin’s eyes on me the whole time as I walked out of the cafeteria.

During our next and also last class Eunha and Jisoo knew better than to talk about Jimin with me. Instead they were busy talking about the prom once again, or more precisely, the food being served at the prom. I didn’t listen to their conversation since all my focus was on the math problems we had to solve before end of class. Once the bell signaled the end of the day I along with a few others were the only one finished.

“Jisoo and I are going shopping for the prom so we can match so I’ll see you tomorrow.” Eunha and Jisoo bid their goodbyes to me and I started walking towards my locker to leave my books for the last time today. The pink note stuck to the inside of my locker was something I did not expect when I opened it. Slowly I placed my math book in it’s place and took down the note. A small message was written on it; We rarely talk but follow the instructions and we may start. Then under that sentence was two words; English class.

Confused I closed my locker and made my way to the second floor where the english rooms were located. Inside the third room stood someone I knew very well.

“Namjoon.” He had been gazing out the window but turned around at the sound of my voice. “What are you doing?” I asked, holding up the note.

“I’m not doing anything.” He said and handed me a second piece of paper, this time a blue one.

Surprised Namjoon hyung didn’t accidentally ruin the note xD cafeteria

I gave Namjoon a confused look, which he replied to with a shrug and a smirk, and left the classroom. Walking down to the first floor again and crossing the front lawn I was soon at the cafeteria for the second time. There was only one person in there and he was sitting by the vending machine, snacking on a piece of chocolate. He saw me pretty quickly and gave me a sweet smile as he stood up and made his way over to me.

“Hi Y/N. I never knew this guy was so romantic.” He handed me a red note.

“Is it romantic making me run all around campus?” I smirked at him and he laughed.

“Depends on if you think the ending is worth it.” We exchanged smiles and I started entering the cafeteria while reading the note.

He was eating huh :D The gym

A small groan left my lips. The gym is on the other side of the campus. It took me five minutes to get to the right building and opening the door I was greeted by a very nervous Jungkook. I know how he is with girls so I gave him a reassuring smile, accepting the note he was giving me.

“Hi Kookie.” A smile made its way onto his face and he looked down on the ground, muttering out a hello.

Did you get him to talk? In that case: wow. Library

Back to the main building it is. This is really fitness demanding and because of that, definitely not my thing. As I entered the library I couldn’t help but smile, it was dark with some candles erupting a luminous light. A boy was sitting in one of the couches, reading a book. I approached him and realised it was Jimin’s best friend Kim Taehyung, also in my class and I had talked to him a bit more than I had to Jimin.

“What are you reading?” I asked once I was close enough. He raised his head and made eye contact with me, sending a boxy smile in my direction.

“Twilight.” A small giggle erupted from my lips and he laughed along with me. Then he handed me another note.

“What is with these notes?”

“He likes to complicate things.” I acknowledged the answer and tried reading the yellow note in the dim light.

Sorry, he’s weird I know xD Dance room

Only two floors higher, aka the fifth floor. I said goodbye to Taehyung who continued reading the book, and made my way to the creative floor. I didn’t even enter the right corridor when I heard the music playing from the dance room. It was strongly lit and Jung Hoseok was dancing his heart out inside. I opened the door and he jumped me with hugs, he’s a very huggable person and definitely not shy.

“Y/N-ah!” I laughed at his energy.

“Hi Hobi. What’s up?”

“Nothing much, just dancing to have something to do but now that you’re here I can go home.” He handed me a green note and picked up his bag. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” I waved at him and he was out the door within the next second. I laughed at him once again, I always get so happy when I’m around him. Then I looked down on the note.

Took him in the end in case you were grumpy ^^ Music room

A sigh of relief left my lips. The music room is right next door and I was there in no time. Inside sat Yoongi, asleep. With a snicker I walked up to him and drove a finger into his side, making him jerk awake and some swear words left his lips.

“I will kill him for keeping me this long in school.” I laughed at him. Always so grumpy when he’s tired.

“You okay there bro?” He glared at me.

“You better do this according to his plan so I’m not here for nothing.” He then handed me an orange note and walked away, saying he was going home to sleep. I just shook my head at him and read the note.

I know, he was sleeping, but you’re almost there, yay :D Art room

Once I read the last two words I smiled, my favourite room in the school. I speed walked through the corridor since it was just around the corner and in there I only was a fresh new painting.

“It’s not as good as your work but I’m impressed with my skills.” I turned around at the voice and stood face to face with Jimin. We smiled at each other. “Sorry for making you walk through the whole school but it was creative though, wasn’t it.”

“Okay, I have to give you that.” I chuckled. “But I don’t understand why you did it.”

“Ah, Yoongi was right when he said you were oblivious.” I raised an eyebrow at his comment. “I did it because I’m not a normal guy who takes the easy way out when confessing to my crush.” My eyes grew to the size of baseballs and my breath hitched in my throat.

“Excuse me?” I know that everyone was telling me it was like this but I didn’t dare believe it before. Jimin is cute, but come on he’s popular, I’m not.

Jimin just nodded at me.

“Yeah, I like you.” He took hold of my hands and rubbed them with his thumbs. “I like how you don’t care what other people think about you, I like how you can talk so effortlessly with everybody, whether you met them before or not, I like it when you want to show off your art but you don’t want to be pushy, I like it when you take the freshman under your wings, I like how you’re so funny and caring, I like you.” I didn’t know what to say. He noticed that. “You don’t have to say much, just yes or no.” then he handed me a white note and I hesitantly took it.

Go to prom with me?

A big smile made it’s way onto my face and I laughed in joy. Then I looked at him and noticed that he looked at me with adoration in his eyes. Then I nodded.

“Of course I’ll go to prom with you.” He smiled so big I thought his face was going to crack and then he wrapped his arms around me and spun me around in circles. He put me down and I could see the hesitation in his eyes. I then took some of the control and pressed my lips to his.

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- You look pretty tasty…

- So do you…

Soo..people were asking me to do this crossover..I’ve never watched/read Tokyo Ghoul but these two seem quite similar from what I’ve seen XD

Couldn’t decide between the two sizes :/

anonymous asked:

((here comes the komahina devil's advocate for one last message, bc jealous hajime saved me)) But you haven't even slept with him yet, have you? What kind of 'good' boyfriend wouldn't worship someone as beautiful as Komaeda every time they got a moment alone? I could be that for him.

(XD)

Hmm let me think about it…Yes, what kind of good boyfriend wouldn’t do that?…Oh I know, maybe someone who care more about Komaeda than about having sex with him and is willing to wait for both of us to be ready to take that step together?


But yes of course, what a terrible thing to do. I should have pressured him into sleeping with me as soon as he asked me to be his boyfriend. What a shame.