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25th Anniversary Phantom Observations
  • raoul is dissociating as they play the monkey music box
  • erik drops the first sandbag because carlotta is flirting with andre and he wants to save the poor man
  • “mom tell them i say hey and tell them to stay out of box five and to pay me thanks i love you”
  • hAdLeY fRaSeR is just so damn pretty
  • raouls little jog up the stairs from christine’s dressing room reblog if you agree
  • hey erik maybe if you didn’t yell at your girlfriend she wouldn’t be afraid of you
  • raouls eye roll when carlotta snatches the letter out of his hand reblog if you agree
  • raouls little eyebrow quirk / half smile combo during the rooftop scene as he says “there is no phantom of the opera”
  • erik shaking and rocking in order to calm himself and then reacting out of anger because he cannot sufficiently process his emotions
  • erik spreading his arms so the cloak looks like wings and he looks like an angel when he says “the phantom asked of yooooouuuuuuu”
  • raouls flamboyant hand motion during masquerade
  • protective raoul
  • raoul kneeling before christine and cradling her face in his hands
  • raoul yelling “clever friend” threateningly / being genuinely concerned and angry for and on christine’s behalf
  • mme giry sticking up for eriks music during rehearsal of don juan
  • piangi shaking and stumbling over his lines because he’s scared of erik
  • the violin transition before wishing you were somehow here again
  • christine’s strength and determination shining through her facial expressions and vocal intonation during wishing you were somehow here again
  • eriks feathery hat during wandering child
  • the sweetness in eriks voice during the first verse of wandering child
  • erik getting steadily more desperate / begging throughout wandering child
  • the way raoul spits “this thing” during wandering child
  • the fire balls !!!
  • raoul stamping down his anger in order to place christine’s safety as his first priority at the end of wandering child
  • raoul saying “give the order”
  • raouls facial expression when erik announces himself after the doors have been secured and starts throwing his voice
  • “for once monsieur le viscount is right”
  • erik just wants to watch his opera he doesn’t care that the whole police force is there
  • christine’s facial expressions during past the point of no return
  • the way christine wipes her mouth and erik takes her wrist in his hand during past the point of no return
  • erik grabbing his thighs and shaking when christine touches him during past the point of no return
  • eriks lips parting in shock and his little head shake when christine whips the hood off his face
  • erik looking so disheveled and his voice cracking when he sings the verse from all i ask of you to her
  • “say you want me”
  • madame giry holding meg to comfort her and then grabbing for raoul and telling meg to stay as she leads raoul by the hand after erik and christine
  • raoul rolling his sleeves up
  • the way raoul sincerely and gently says thank you to madame giry amongst his fear
  • the way erik has very obviously slicked his hair back again by the time christine is in the wedding dress but it’s still sticking up all over the place
  • christine holding eriks arms and looking him in the eyes when she sings the line “it’s in your soul where the true distortion lies”
  • eriks breathy “monsieur
  • erik playing the organ because he doesn’t know what else to do after the line “this is the choice”
  • christines face when she says “tears of hate”
  • raouls “please” in “please forgive me”
  • raouls save in “why make her lie to you to save me”
  • erik sitting down because he’s overwhelmed
  • eriks resigned “make your choice” as he drops the veil
  • eriks hands trembling when christine calls him pitiful
  • erik fidgeting on the hand that usually has the ring on it
  • raoul turning away when christine kisses erik because he can’t bear to watch
  • erik squeezing christines hands a final time as his goodbye before going to release raoul
  • erik touching his lips after the kiss
  • raoul squaring up as erik approaches him, and the expression on his face
  • raoul grabbing eriks elbow when erik picks him up after releasing him from the noose and the second of prolonged eye contact they make
  • “angel in hell” as erik starts melting down and then him collapsing on the stairs and sobbing
  • eriks whimpering as he drags himself over to the monkey music box
  • the way eriks voice breaks on “paper faces”
  • erik turning and seeing christine and straightening his vest as he stands
  • “christine i love you” is a soft gentle statement of fact and he looks so sad and she kisses his hand and he shakes and watches her go and when she turns to look at him he inclines his head, giving her his consent to please go
  • erik sinking back to the floor and clutching the veil
  • raoul extending his hand to christine and the look on his face
  • erik kissing the veil
  • the tears visible on eriks face during his final lines
  • meg in pants
  • meg fully prepared to find erik under the cloak
{BTS x Forest Fairy!AU} Namjoon

Keeper of Moonlight Kim Namjoon | Find the Other Keepers {here} 

  • although he essentially lives in the forest like the other keepers, his job is a little more grandiose considering he literally can communicate with the moon
  • unlike normal people or other keepers he can actually feel the gravitational pull of the moon and it’s really cool he can always sense when the tides are going to rise and how much of the moon we’ll be able to see tonight
  • which for keeper jin is super important because he presides over wolves which are nocturnal hunters and for keeper jungkook who presides over animals that need to be wary of the night so the two of them are always bugging namjoon about when the moon will rise and namjoon is like “i can give you an answer but will it make you two be better friends”
  • and jin is like,,,,that’s not the point and jungkook is like i just don’t want his wolves eating my bunnies and jin is like ,,,,,jungkook it’s called the food chain and jungkook is like uhuh sure and namjoon is like oh my god,,,,
  • he makes peace between all the keepers (as hard as that may be because yoongi barely ever wants to come out of the water while hoseok keeps trying to get jimin to show him around his cool treehouse and everyone is soooo different but namjoon is like the glue that keeps them together,,,,you know,,,,,because the forest is still home to all of them)
  • has really cool white ink tattoos on his collarbone that look like the phases of the moon
  • and when it’s the darkest time of night and namjoon is trying to read the moon’s gravitational spin the tattoos seem to glow brighter and the pupils of his eyes turn translucent 
  • owls really like him and even though he isn’t there keeper some of them will perch next to him when he’s reading the moon and it’s nice,,,
  • slightly awkward with other aspects of nature though,,,,,he’s always tripping over roots,,,accidentally falling into spiky bushes,,,,scaring off woodland creatures by accidentally being too clumsy,,,,,like he has the best intentions but the others joke that he’s like a bad camper in the woods LOL
  • lunar eclipses weaken his abilities a lot and when they happen he can actually pass out for some time because the shadow of the earth blocks the moon and it makes his connection to moonlight incredibly meek
  • usually sleeps on high branches or at the tops of peaks, during the daylight he avoids sun by staying in caves or under large foliage 
  • taehyung calls him “moonjoon”
  • you’re,,,,,,,,,actually incredibly scared of the dark. your family thinks it’s something about repressed childhood memories but,,,,,,it just irks you
  • sunlight and the morning have been your favorite since forever and if you have to go into the forest you never EVER go past 7 o’clock
  • and even during the day you always bring the family dog or a friend because,,,,,there’s parts of it that really REALLY  creep you out
  • which is why on a sunny afternoon, you let the dog off the leash to prance around and have fun
  • while you try to pick four leaf clovers your friends back in the village,,,,,and time passes and you forget that for the most part
  • the dog leads the way back home,,,,you’ve never much paid attention to the paths because you always let him drag you back
  • but when you look up,,,,you can’t find your fluffy buddy anywhere
  • horrified,,,you start calling out his name,,,whistling,,,,peeking through bushes and looking for dog prints but nowhere,,,,,they’re nowhere to be found
  • it gets darker as you search and you feel that fear pull at your heart,,,,,you know you should leave soon
  • but,,,,,,,,,you can’t,,,,you can’t leave the dog out here all by itself you’re just not that kind of person
  • so even as the sun fades you run from open field to winding dirt paths,,,,,,,and you’re sure he has to be SOMEWHERE
  • but as you notice the hue of red in the sky you look up and see,,,,,,the moon but,,,,,,,it’s not,,,,,,,,,,,it’s not a glowing white
  • instead it’s slowly but surely being covered in red and you’re like oh god a lunar eclipse??? im stuck in the forest on a lUNAR ECLIPSE??
  • and as you’re walking, looking up you feel your toe hit something and you wobble falling right over what you assume is a stick or something
  • until you rub your head and get up and see,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,a boy,,,,,,?????????
  • and you’re like WHAT IS HE DEAD OH MY GOD
  • FIRST I LOSE MY DOG
  • NOW IM STUCK IN THE WOODS WITH A DEAD BODY
  • AHHHHHHH
  • but then you notice something,,,,,the tattoos across his collarbone,,,,they’re ??? flickering 
  • and the rise of his chest means he’s not dead and ok wait he isn’t wearing,,,,,village clothing,,,,,,and his face,,,,,is so distinctly handsome and perfect like it was cut from stone
  • and you don’t notice how you’re leaning over him,,,,studying the pretty slope of his lips when suddenly you hear a small,,,,,,weak
  • “don’t- m-move” 
  • and you’re like ?????????? who said that???????? was it the boy and/or celestial being laying in front of you???
  • so you shift slightly but you’re like “why shouldnt i move???”
  • after a slight pause you see his eyes flutter open,,,,and you’re,,,,,breathless because he’s gorgeous
  • but his hand,,,he can barely lift it and whispering he goes “block the moon,,,,,till,,,,,,the shadow moves,,,,”
  • you’re pretty sure if you were in a cartoon there’d be multiple question marks swirling around your head,,,,but you just sit there and look at him,,,,staring up to the sky
  • and then,,,,,,his eyes,,,,,,,,fading in and out of dark brown to this almost glass like silver
  • which is why you’re convinced now: he isn’t human
  • so you think: should you stay put like he told you,,,,because if not he might use some kind of magic and kill you,,,,,,,,
  • but also he seems,,,,,,,,,,really weak?? is it the lunar eclipse???
  • something in your heart tells you that it’d be cruel to leave him,,,it’d be like leaving a wounded deer by itself and anyway,,,,,don’t lunar eclipses only last a couple minutes-
  • (you’re wrong, they last a couple of hours which is why you end up dozing off,,,,,,,at some point falling asleep beside the unworldly boy in the grass)
  • and waking up you’re,,,,insanely dizzy and rubbing at your eyes and you realize that the grass beneath you isn’t grass anymore,,,,,,,,but ,,,, bark?
  • and you sit up but then,,,,,you look down which is a mistake because,,,,,,
  • why the hell is the ground,,,,,,,,,like 4094832 feet away
  • oh my god you’re on a branch
  • clinging to the tree trunk you look around and see that at the end of the branch is the boy from last night
  • sitting calmly at the edge, playing with a wooden flute and peeking through the leaves every now and then
  • “um,,,,,,,,,,,,hi” you manage,,,your voice shaking from fear
  • the boy turns and smiles,,,the tattoos that had been flickering before are now duller but still visible on his pretty skin 
  • his eyes are brown,,,not silver but there is still,,,,,,something about him so obviously /unreal/
  • “you fell asleep, but thankfully you were in just the right spot to block the eclipse till it was over. thank you.”
  • and you’re like uhhhh you’re welcome??? but also,,,,,,who are you where am i what is going on 
  • he motions to the trees “the forest, i took you up high because i like it up here.” 
  • you look back and forth and go “,,,,,,why it’s dark because of the leaves - aren’t open meadows with sun more fun?”
  • he shrugs, turning back to look down and you think maybe he’s not a sunlight person????
  • “oh,,,,,,um how do i get down?”
  • this get his attention again and he kind of blushes and goes “im bad at getting down too,,,but since you’re human i should help right?”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,, please do heights aren’t Fun
  • he gets up,,,,moving across the branch to you,,,,
  • at some point you’re scared he might slip because he looks wobbly but once he gets to you he takes your hand and gently shows you the branches to get your footing on
  • soon enough, you’re doing well climbing down that you don’t need his support and when you land to the dirt with a small thud you wait and then hear someone hit the ground beside you. hard
  • and you look down,,,,,,,the boy face planted there beside you and you’re like,,,,,,,,
  • “aren’t,,,,aren’t you a forest god???? moon god??? shouldnt this be easy??”
  • getting up and dusting off his lanky figure he shrugs and laughs a bit “ive always been accident prone. that doesn’t go away when the moon grants you power,,,,,,unfortunately.”
  • you giggle and you don’t notice the way namjoon kind of perks up at the sound of your laughter,,,,,,,
  • you want to ask something about the whole moon powers~~ thing but then you remember,,,,,,,,,,YOUR DOG
  • frequently you look around and namjoon asks if something is wrong and you’re like “putting aside the whole you’re a being of the forest or w/e does that mean you’re good at,,,,,,,,,,finding lost animals?”
  • namjoon looks like he doesn’t understand what you’re saying so you explain that before you tripped over him and became his “guardian from the lunar eclipse” for the night you’d lost the family dog
  • and namjoon is like “ah,,,,,,ive got no control over animals but im sure the other guardians can help?”
  • you take a step back and you’re like woah. there’s more of you
  • namjoon laughs into his palm and nods, he explains that there are six other keepers that live amongst the forest and you’re like WOAH COOL
  • so you follow him until you happen on two other men, one with wolf fur over his shoulder and the other accompanied by two deer
  • “jungkook, jin have you seen a dog around here?”
  • the two of them turn around and exclaim that no they didn’t, and they’re busy
  • namjoon leans over to you and whispers “they’re always at each others necks, lets go ask jimin.”
  • jimin turns out to be a sweet boy, living up in a treehouse with dirt on his fingers but a smile on his face. taehyung is much more excited about hearing of your dog and insists he’ll send out some birds to search for him
  • yoongi, who refuses to come out from the waterfall just says no
  • and hoseok,,,,hoseok spends more time asking you about village life and whatnot then he does looking for your dog
  • the whole time,,,,,,,you notice how familiar and comfortable namjoon is with addressing all the keepers
  • and how something about him,,,,makes him seem like the solid middle - a leader maybe
  • (plus you admit, he’s the keeper of freaking MOONLIGHT like ,,, that’s the best hands down)
  • but as you two search the night begins to dawn again and you can feel anxiety coming back
  • namjoon senses it too,,,,especially since he sees how fond you are of the sun,,,, much like hoseok you love being out in the open under the blue sky
  • “if you want,,,,” namjoon starts and you stop still looking up at the darkening sky
  • “if you want i can take you back to the village and keep searching through the night.”
  • you look at him and bite your lip,,,,,,,,for a moment you’re tempted to agree but then you remember namjoon’s weakened state from the night and you’re like
  • “i can’t ,,, i can’t leave you???? won’t you get weak because of the-”
  • namjoon shakes his head “the lunar eclipse is when im weak, on most other nights im fine because the entire moon is facing me without being blocked. ill be fine.”
  • you hesitate,,,,,but decide you might as well take him up on his offer
  • namjoon walks you,,,,until you can see the outskirts of the opening out of the forest and you turn to him,,,,,
  • looking over his handsome face once more and seeing that the tattoos are beginning to become brighter and the pupils of his eyes are sparking like diamonds,,,,,,,,
  • “come back here in the morning, ill find him for you.”
  • you nod,,,,,,,reaching out and touching namjoon’s hand
  • he feels the heat rise to his face but lets you off with a nod
  • five minutes walking away,,,,,the moon rising in the sky,,,,,,,,you decide that you can’t,,,,,,,you can’t make him search all alone
  • and so you rush back into the forest,,,,,,,forgetting once again that your sense of direction isn’t strong but whatever - how hard is it to find the boy with glowing eyes in the woods?????
  • turns out it’s very hard
  • and after an hour of walking you realize again that not only did you lose your dog - but you’ve lost yourself now too
  • the moon is out,,,,,,and you notice how it’s almost full
  • and you wonder that if anything can’t you follow it to namjoon???
  • it seems silly but you start walking in whatever direction you think it’s pointing in and through clearings, shrubs, bushes, you finally hear something
  • a,,,,,,,,,,a bark????
  • you push past a bush,,,,the darkness of the forest seems to light up as you see a figure standing on the otherside,,,,,,
  • the light emitting around them like a halo and in their hands,,,,,,,,is your dog
  • jumping from the persons hold the dog comes barreling toward you, pawing at your leg as you bend down to pick them up and receive a whole face full of licks
  • happily, you hug the dog to your chest when you look up the figure of the person is still there
  • “namjoon?” 
  • you call out and he makes his way over,,,,,,eyes completely translucent like what you would think jellyfish look like up close
  • and he smiles,,,, “you came back? you weren’t scared of the dark?”
  • you press your lips together and try to explain that you didn’t want to leave him alone to search,,,,,,,,that,,,,,,,,,,and 
  • the light around him,,,,it’s beautiful,,,,,and seeing it now you weren’t all that scared of the dark anymore
  • namjoon lifts a hand to scratch his neck,,,an owl flies by and you watch it in wonder as it disappears into the dark forest behind you and namjoon reaches out
  • and when he touches you,,,,,the light spreads and it feels cool,,,,against your skin
  • you two face each other and for a moment you think,,,,,,how nice it would be to not only feel his light but taste it too
  • and namjoon tilts his head,,,,bending slightly to brush his lips against yours
  • it’s a kiss you’d never thought you’d wanted,,,you’d always fantasized about kisses in the sunlight,,,,,,the glaring brightness
  • but the moonlight,,,,,is just as romantic,,,,,,,,maybe even just a bit more,,,,,? 
Fanfic Masterlist

Updated 10/22/17

Headcanon List 


*Characters belong to Cybird 

One shots - (language, suggestive,fluff and some maybe naughty- nothing explicit…further warnings listed in descriptions)


Louis x MC 

Giles x MC

Sid x MC 

Leo x MC 

Byron X MC 

Alyn X MC  

Albert X MC 

Nico X MC 

Robert X MC 

Rayvis x MC

Suitor x Suitor


Multi-chapter - language, suggestive, some gore/trauma

The Soultaker - Albert x MC Part I,  Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V …a mystery horror fic .Finished. MidCin U.

He Who Sees Me Not - Albert x MC, fluffy Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5  - Finished. MidCin U.

The Northeast Castle - Byron x MC - I, II, and III - Finished. MidCin U.  Suggestive.

Possession - Byron x MC Part I, II, and III. Finished. MidCin U. Suggestive.

A Lonely Heart - Byron unrequited love. Part I and Part II

I’ll Never Be Like You -  Louis x MC  - All Parts - Finished. MidCin U. Suggestive.

The Sword Fight - Bryon X MC - Part I, Part II - Finished. MidCin U. Suggestive.

Valentine’s Day Story - Louis x MC  - Part I and Part II. MidCin U. Suggestive.

Don’t Let Me Down - Leo X MC - Part I, Part II. Unfinished. Modern AU. Trigger Warnings. 

The Void - An unrequited love fic. Full Story. MidCin U. No warnings.


Suitors Find out Princess’ Fantasies


Other / Crack Fics

Halloween/ Fall Prompts and Headcanons


Christmas/Winter Prompts and Headcanons

Magical Child

Once there was a child and he was free
Deep inside, he felt the laughter
The mirth and play of nature’s glee
Beauty, love was all he’d see

He knew his power was the power of God
He was so sure, they considered him odd
This power of innocence, of compassion, of light
Threatened the priests and created a fright
In endless ways they sought to dismantle
This mysteroius force which they could not handle

In endless ways they tried to destroy
His simple trust, his boundless joy
His invincible armor was a shield of bliss
Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss

The child remained in a state of grace
He wasn’t confined in time or place
In Technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played
While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed

Soothsayers came and fortunes were told
Some were vehement, others were bold
In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature
With the rest of the world he shared no feature
Is he real? He is so strange
His unpredictable nature knows no range
He puzzles us so, is he straight?
What’s his destiny? What’s his fate?

And while they whispered and conspired
Through endless rumors to get him tired
To kill his wonder, trample him near
Burn his courage, fuel his fear
The child remained just simpel, sincere

All he wanted was the mountain high
Color the clouds, paint the sky
Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly
In nature’s scheme, never to die

Don’t stop this child, he’s the father of man
Don’t cross his way, he’s part of the plan
I am that child, but so are you
You’ve just forgotten, just lost the clue

Inside your heart sits a Seer
Between his thoughts, he can hear
A melody simple but wondrously clear
The music of life, so precious, so dear

If you could for one moment know
This spark of creation, this exquisite glow
You would come and dance with me
Kindle this fire so we could see
All the children of the Earth
Wave their magic and give new birth
To a world of freedom with no pain
A world of joy, much more sane

Deep inside, you know it’s true
Just find that child, it’s hiding in you

(Poem from Michael Jackson’s, Dancing the Dream)

Zombie Apocalypse Survivor!Hwiyoung

i feel very proud of the outcome of this scenario! I wrote this for my friend who will remain anonymous but you know who you are :))) i love writing in this style it’s my personal writing style that I am very proud of and I like how it distinguishes me from other writers. please take the time to read this and pretend it’s your bias if you have another preference other than hwiyoung. please please reblog and get your friends to read this i hold this scenario close to me even though hwi is not my bias it’s that special!!! remember that requests are open but read faq & rules first!!! happy reading from your favorite mom!! ITS GONNA BE A WILD RIDE!!! i would greatly appreciate any feedback!!!

warnings: includes a lot of fluff + angst incorporated together, angst part will rip out your heart and stomp on it to pieces, fluff will try to mend those pieces together, you might cry – i certainly felt emotional while writing that part :’))

  • The whole country has been affected by zombies
  • It only started with one or two in a couple of states
  • Hours later it spread to the coast
  • Next thing you know it has reached your town
  • Almost everyone has been infected and you’re one of the lucky few who still have your humanity
  • And sanity
  • You and the other survivors have been in a hideout for weeks and you’re not sure how long it’s gonna last
  • Your crew went from 50 people to 20 people in a matter of 2 days
  • Now it’s down to 10

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Falling Into You - Chapter 10 Made For You

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Warning:  Smutty smut ;) 


It was New Years Eve.  Jughead and Betty had gotten home from Riverdale the day before, with enough memories to last them a while, but they did promise everyone they would be back for a visit in Summer.  Jughead was happy he had gone.  It was nice to now have memories of Riverdale that weren’t sad or upsetting.  He had seen his father twice more in the few days they were there and it had been a wonderful time of healing for them.  He hoped in the next few months to see Jellybean and maybe even his mother.

They had gotten home really late the night before and had fallen exhausted into bed and had slept most of the morning away.  Now it was New Years Eve and it was time to celebrate.  And he had a lot to celebrate.  Over the Christmas break he had gotten a text from his boss stating that he had been given a promotion to site supervisor and with it came a substantial raise.  He was so grateful he could have cried.  And Betty.  He had fallen in love with Betty Cooper and he still couldn’t fathom that she loved him back.  Sure they hadn’t said it yet but he was determined that tonight was going to be the night that he would tell her.  The heat between them had simmered all Christmas and he wanted her with an intensity that shook him.  

They had chosen to forego the party at Times Square and stay instead at Molly’s and celebrate the new year with their friends, who thankfully also wanted to avoid the large crowd.  They had arrived at the tavern around 9:00pm after spending the afternoon watching movies and snuggling.  They hadn’t made any move to go past some heated kisses but the need and tension was in the air and they both seemed to know that tonight was most likely the night.  He was scared shitless.  Not of the actual act of having sex but he was scared he would screw it up somehow or she would be disappointed.  He knew his fears were ridiculous but he couldn’t help but worry.  He also didn’t want to hurt her.  He knew enough to know what to do but until he was actually doing it, he figured anything he knew wasn’t going to help.

He sat now, on a chair, his elbows resting on his thighs, bouncing a pool cue on the floor between his legs and watching Betty and Emma giggling over a hilarious badly played game of darts.  Justin sat down beside him and handed him a beer.  

“So, how’s things with that one,” Justin asked with a smile, waving his beer in Betty’s direction.  “You guys have a good Christmas?”

“Things are really great,” Jughead said smiling.  “And yeah, Christmas was amazing.  Got to see my father a few times over the week and it was really great catching up.  Its nicer than phone calls.  How’s things with Emma? You guys figure that out already?” Jughead asked laughing.

“Yeah, we’re good.  That day she came over, which she says you told her to and added she thinks you were just trying to get rid of her cause you looked like you wanted to bone Betty,” Justin said laughing.  “She marched in and started yelling at me and honestly I have no idea what she was going on about so I just grabbed her and kissed her and when she finally shut up she said she loved me and then we hit the sack.”

“Geez, don’t waste any time, do you,” Jughead muttered.  Justin studied him curiously.  Then he grinned.

“You haven’t slept with her,” he said laughing.  Jughead flushed and glared at him before looking back to Betty.  “What the hell are you waiting for?” Justin asked.

“I….nothing,” Jughead said with a sigh, bouncing the pool stick.

“You scared?”

“That’s the second time you’ve asked me if I’m scared in regards to her.”

“Well are you?  Look man, I knew you’ve never been with a woman, but it’s painfully obvious that you’re in love with her and if I’m reading her right, she’s clearly in love with you and I’m just wondering what you all are waiting for?”

“Nervous I guess,” Jughead said quietly.  “Look, I don’t want to talk about this with you.”

“Who the fuck else you gonna talk to?” Justin asked.  “Look, let me tell you.  You already have the advantage because you’re not a stupid 16 year old trying to get laid.  You love her and this matters to you so you know it’s going to be good, regardless if you two aren’t 100% awesome at it at first.  You guys have fooled around right?”

“Yes,” Jughead said with a sigh and roll of his eyes.  

“Like far enough so you both….you know….”

“Yes,” Jughead said, starting to sound annoyed.

“Hands and mouth, or just hands?”

“Jesus Christ, Justin!”

“Well?”  Jughead rolled his eyes and said nothing.

“Well, clearly just hands by the looks of your frustration,” Justin said with a laugh.  “Look, you’re already a step ahead because I’m assuming you guys have already learned to control your reactions, for the most part, so again, you’re way ahead of where my dumb ass was when I went all the way.  I was 17 and didn’t have a fucking clue and lasted about 2 seconds much to her disappointment,” Justin said laughing.  Jughead laughed at that and hoped to god that didn’t happen to him.  Justin was right, he did have some control but not that much because whenever she touched him, he went nuts.

“All I can say is this, lots of foreplay, maybe get her there a couple times so she’s satisfied in case you blow the fuse too early and go slow when it gets down to it.  And use your mouth, girls love that; and guys like doing it to be honest.”  Jughead sighed and drank his beer.  He guessed he should be happy Justin was so willing and open with the advice, even if it was fucking weird to talk about that with him.



Betty stood with Emma, trying to at least hit the board while playing darts but she kept looking over at Jughead sitting and talking to Justin.  He looked so good she wanted to go jump him right in front of everyone.  He kept smiling and winking at her and her entire body was humming already.  She was going for it tonight.  She didn’t care anymore and threw her nerves aside.  She just couldn’t wait anymore.  She wanted him so much it hurt.  

“Well, I’m guessing with the way you two are still doing the eye fucking that you haven’t actually done the deed,” Emma said laughing.  Betty blushed red and glared at her.

“That was rather blunt,” she muttered.

“Well my God, the sexual tension between you two shy virgins is so dam thick I’d need a sword to cut it.  Please, please have sex with him already.  Make a man out of him Betty,” Emma teased, her eyes twinkling.  “Do what I did with Justin, I marched into his apartment, kissed him till he couldn’t breathe and dragged him to bed.”

“Is that really what happened?” Betty asked, laughing.  

“Well, no.  I went over there, yelled at him, he kissed me and we ended up in the sack.  But the point is, we ended up in the sack.  You need to hit the sack Betty.”  Betty sighed and took a swig of her beer.  

“I’m just really nervous,” she explained.

“Yes, I get that and Jughead being the sweetheart that he is, would never ever push anything on you and let you guide where this goes, so girl, enough of this.  It’s time to get you some,” Emma said firmly.  Betty laughed and looked at Jughead.  Yes, she definitely wanted some of that.



At midnight, Betty was standing in the circle of Jughead’s arms, counting down with the crowd and yelling an excited ‘Happy New Year’ and he kissed her until she was breathless.  When she pulled back, he smiled down at her.

“You look beautiful,” he said happily, tucking her hair behind her ear.  They sat down again and the house band got on stage.  It was open mic night and people were invited to come sing.

“We can play anything in this binder, so anyone who wants to come up and sing a song, just pick from here and we’ll back you up,” the guitarist said.  They sat through a few ear bleeding renditions of various songs from various drunks before Emma groaned and held her ears.  

“Oh my God, I can’t take it.  Doesn’t anyone know how to sing?” she asked.

“Betty can,” Jughead suddenly said.  Betty looked at him in shock and shook her head.

“No way,” she said quickly.

“You can sing?” Emma asked excited.

“Yes, she has a beautiful voice,” Jughead said smiling, obviously proud of her.

“Please Betty? Just one?” Emma begged.  It took some convincing and after having another beer to fuel her courage, Betty agreed.  Jughead smiled as she walked up on stage and started paging through the book.  She handed a song to the band and stepped in front of the mic.  Her face was red before she even started but when the music started, she closed her eyes and began to sing.  

And in your eyes I see ribbons of color
I see us inside of each other
I feel my unconscious merge with yours
And I hear a voice say, “What’s his is hers”

I’m falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you

Betty opened her eyes then and found Jughead’s and he smiled, winking at her.  She lowered them again quickly and continued.

I was afraid to let you in here
Now I have learned love can’t be made in fear
The walls begin to tumble down
And I can’t even see the ground

I’m falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you

She looked at him again and when she continued singing, her eyes didn’t leave his and his heart started to pound.  Emma smirked and nudged Justin who was grinning as well.

Falling like a leaf, falling like a star
Finding a belief, falling where you are
Catch me, don’t let me drop
Love me, don’t ever stop

So close your eyes and let me kiss you
And while you sleep I will miss you
I’m falling into you
This dream could come true
And it feels so good falling into you

Falling into you
Falling into you
Falling into you

The song ended and Betty stepped back, swallowing nervously and Jughead had a look on his face that made her stomach clench and her heart pound.  She loved him so much, she needed to tell him.  The crowd was cheering and a few people started yelling for another one.  

“One more, one more, one more,” the crowd was chanting and she looked back to Jughead, wanting so much to go to him and he just smiled and nodded, indicating he would like another one as well.  She smiled and went back to the book, having seen a song she knew at the beginning of the book and she decided she needed to sing it.  She gave the paper to the band and took her place again.  This time, her eyes locked with Jughead and didn’t waver.  She needed him to know how she felt.

I see forever when I look in your eyes
You’re all I ever wanted
I always want you to be mine
Let’s make a promise till the end of time
We’ll always be together
And our love will never die

So here we are face to face
And heart to heart
I want you to know
We will never be apart
Now I believe that wishes can come true
‘Cause I see my whole world
I see only you

Jughead felt his entire being go still.  Betty’s eyes never left his and people in the crowd were turning to see who she was looking at.  He didn’t notice anyone, his eyes on the woman who had stolen his heart.  She was telling him she loved him and his heart felt like it was going to stop, it was hammering so hard.

When I look into your eyes
I can see how much I love you
And it makes me realize
When I look into your eyes
I see all my dreams come true
When I look into your eyes

A hush fell over the tavern as one by one, everyone stopped what they were doing and began watching the woman on stage sing her love for the man who’s eyes were locked with hers.  Jughead felt like a moth to a flame as he got out of his chair and began to move toward her.  Emma and Justin sat holding their breath, in awe with the rest of the crowd over what was taking place.  

I’ve looked for you all of my life
Now that I’ve found you
We will never say goodbye
I can’t stop this feeling
There’s nothing I can do
‘Cause I see everything when I look at you.

Jughead stopped in the middle of the room and held her gaze.  He didn’t care about anyone else in the room, all he could see was her and the love shining in her eyes.  Her voice became a little shaky for the last part and he knew she was feeling as overwhelmed as he was and he smiled a slow smile while she finished the song.

When I look into your eyes
I can see how much I love you
And it makes me realize
When I look into your eyes
I see all my dreams come true
When I look into your eyes

Betty finished the song and stepped back and the tavern was so silent a person could hear a pin drop.  She didn’t care.  She stepped off the stage and walked over to him and stopped when her front brushed against his.  He smiled down at her, his breathing unsteady and his eyes heated and filled with love and desire.

“Juggie?” she whispered.

“Yes?” he whispered back.

“Can we go home?”  He didn’t need to be asked twice.  He grabbed her hand and their jackets when they hurried past a smirking Emma and Justin and left the tavern, leaving behind a roaring cheering crowd.  They got back to the apartment and walked inside silently.  Betty shrugged out of her jacket and boots and stood shyly, waiting for him to do the same.  He walked over to her and took her face in his hands, and she noticed they trembled.  

“Betty?” he said softly.

“Yes, Jughead?”

“I am completely and hopelessly in love with you,” he said, his voice shaking and gruff.  Her eyes filled with tears and her smile took his breath away.

“I love you so much,” she whispered, her arms coming around his neck and her hands pulling his head down to hers.  He felt her kiss in his soul.  His hands cupped her face and he kissed her hungrily, trying to brand her with his mouth.  

“I love you,” he gasped against her mouth, before diving in again.  His hands moved down over her backside and he hauled her up against him, lifting her and her legs came around his waist.  He started walking toward the bedroom, his mouth never leaving hers.  She wrapped her tongue around his, moaning into his mouth while her hands tugged at his hair.  When they were in the room, he slowly lowered her to the floor and she pulled her mouth from his, resting her forehead against his shoulder, taking deep gasping breaths.

Jughead stroked her back, his breathing as heavy as hers.  They both pulled back at the same time and Jughead smiled gently at her.  She flushed and bit her lip, knowing they were about to finally do what they had been aching for.  They had fooled around a lot but it was mostly at night, in shadowed darkness and neither had seen much of the parts they had been touching.  Betty had seen him peeking out of his boxers and she was pretty sure Jughead hadn’t seen anything, as he never removed her panties and his face was always by hers or at her chest when he was stroking her.  She didn’t really know why they hadn’t looked at each other, most likely just due to shyness.

“Are you nervous?” he asked softly, making slow circles on her lower back.  She nodded and let out a little sigh.  “I am too,” he admitted with a small smile.  She looked up at him and his eyes were heavy with want, but gentle and she lifted up to kiss him.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her tongue over his lip and he opened to her with a groan and he pulled her up against him.  The kiss was filled with passion and desire and it wasn’t long before she was trembling and pressing herself against his obvious arousal.  She felt his hands slip under the hem of her sweater and gently stroke the skin at her waist before moving up and gently brushing the sides of her breast.  

Betty moaned and twisted so his hand brushed over the front and he covered her, giving a gentle squeeze.  He cupped her and his thumbs brushed over her nipples and she whimpered into his mouth arching into him.  She suddenly felt over heated and she pulled back, smiling shyly at him.  

“Take this off,” she whispered, tugging at her sweater.  He smiled and grabbed the hem and pulled it up and over her head.  She stood in her bra and her hands moved to his shirt, tugging at it and he smiled and lifted his arms and she pulled it up and over and her eyes drank in the sight of his hard muscular torso.  She had seen it a lot and it never ceased to turn her on.  She touched her hand to his chest and slowly ran it down over his stomach.  His muscle shivered beneath her touch and he watched her silently as she explored him, both hands running over his smooth skin.  When she lifted her eyes to his, they were filled with desire.  

Jughead pulled her close and he groaned at feel of her skin against his.  His arousal in his jeans was getting painful and he was a little worried he’d pull a Justin and last about 2 seconds when it got going.  He took some breaths and tried to calm himself.  Her mouth found his and he forgot all about calming down as her warm wet tongue slid between his lips, her soft moans turning his brain to shit and all he could do was feel and taste her mouth.  He wanted to feel every inch of her and his hands moved to the back of her bra and he slowly undid the clasp, and it sprang apart and a soft gasp fell from her mouth.  His hands moved over her smooth back and he felt her shiver and press closer.  

After a few moments Betty gathered her courage and pulled back a little and put some space between.  Jughead’s fingers slipped under her loose bra straps and he slowly lowered it down her arms, the garment falling to the floor.  She turned red as he stared down at her, his hands moving to gently cup her.  He chuckled at her blush.

“I’ve seen them before,” he reminded her with a smile, running his thumb over the bare peaks.  She moaned softly and closed her eyes briefly.

“I know,” she whispered shakily.  “But it was in the middle of a make out and I didn’t care much cause I wanted your mouth on them,” she said then blushed even harder at her own words.  

“Did you?” Jughead asked teasingly, brushing over the peaks again.  She nodded quickly her breath coming in gasps.  Jughead wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her up against him, lifting her and dipping his head and dragging his tongue over a tight coral peak.  Her ragged groan and her nails digging into his shoulder spurred him on and he wrapped his lips around her and suckled gently.  She let out a sob and he tugged and licked and moved to the other.  Betty felt the aching heat pool between her legs and she moved to rub against him, desperate for friction and relief.

“Juggie!” she cried in frustration, and his teeth raked her in response.  She tugged on his hair and he lifted his mouth to hers and kissed her eagerly.  He moved then and backed her to the bed and when her legs touched it, she sank down and he followed her, bracing on his hands and his mouth moved down her neck and once again moved to her chest.  He spent agonizing minutes there until she was writhing and pressing frantically against him and his hands went to the button of her jeans.  She whimpered and bit her lip and watched as he pulled down the zipper and his hands stroked along her leg.  

“Are you going to keep the lamp on?” she whispered.  Jughead smiled at her.

“I was hoping,” he said softly.  His fingers played with the waist of her pants and she nodded and he pulled them down and she lay on the bed wearing only a delicate pair of white lace panties.  His eyes darkened as they raked her from head to toe.  He swallowed, and she blushed under his scrutiny.  He just looked at her, for long moments, his hands brushing over her skin, as if trying to memorize her.  She started to tremble and she pushed against him and he stood while she sat up and her hands moved to his belt.  She got it undone and opened his jeans and he touched her hair as she slowly pushed them down his legs.  He stepped out of them and she stared at the front of his boxers.  

Betty felt her heart hammer in her chest as she stared at the hard line of his arousal in his boxers.  She touched her hand to it, stroking her fingers along the length and he let out a small groan and then took a deep breath.  She was so curious,  and her fingers moved to the waist band of his boxers and his hands grabbed her wrists and stopped her.  She looked up at him and smiled slightly at his flushed face.  

“I…you don’t…” he couldn’t seem to figure out what he was trying to say and she bit her lip.

“I want to look at you,” she whispered.

“Ok,” he whispered back, sounding a little unsure.  She tugged on his boxers and when he sprang free, she let out a small gasp.  He said nothing and her hand moved to touch him and he gritted his teeth to control himself as her fingers brushed over the tip, finding a drop of moisture there.  She looked up at him and she gave a small shake of her head.

“It’s not going to fit Juggie,” she said anxiously.  Of all the things he had thought she might say, that definitely wasn’t it.  He couldn’t help the laugh that fell from his lips.

“It will fit,” he said, biting back another laugh.

“How do you know?” she asked quickly, sounding very worried.

“Because I’ve never heard of anyone not fitting,” he said, not able to hold back his laugh.

“Well, I once watched this episode of Sex and the City, and Sam was dating this….”

“Jesus, really?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.  He lifted her so she stood in front of him and she felt him brush against her stomach and despite her fear and worry, she got extremely aroused, the ache between her legs intensifying.  “I promise it will fit,” he whispered.

“How do you know?” she asked again.

“Because every part of me was made for you,” he said and his words made the heat in her stomach to spread all over.  She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close for a kiss and he groaned as he felt her skin touch his from top to bottom.  He moved then, pushing her back and bracing his knee on the bed as they fell to the sheets.  She shivered and moaned and he pulled a thin sheet over them and moved her to the pillows, settling over her as his mouth moved heatedly over hers.  

Betty felt overwhelmed and she could barely breath as he completely flooded her senses.  His taste, his smell, his touch, she couldn’t get enough and she started press up against him, desperate to feel him.  Jughead kissed his way down to her chest and again spent long minutes licking and sucking and making her pull on his hair as the ache became unbearable.  He kissed his way lower and his tongue stroked over her stomach, his teeth nipping at her and she whimpered and then she felt his mouth at the hem of her panties and she froze.  

“Juggie?” she whimpered anxiously.  She squeezed her legs shut, trying to ease the ache and he rose up and leaned over her, looking down at her.  “I…ummm….what are you…you don’t have to do that.”

“I want to,” he said, his voice sounding hoarse.  She bit her lip and her face felt like it was on fire.  He was flushed too and he waited for her, almost shyly.

“Have you ever…..” her voice trailed off.  He shook his head.  “But you want to now?”

“Yes,” he whispered.  

“Ok,” she said shyly, feeling like her whole body was blushing.  He smiled and moved back down and she closed her eyes when his fingers hooked into her panties and slowly pulled them down.  After a few moments and he wasn’t touching her, Betty opened her eyes and found him looking down at her.  His fingers touched her as if he hadn’t touched her before and she whimpered, feeling embarrassed at the way he was staring at her.  His hands moved slowly up her inner thighs and pushed them apart and she began to tremble at the dark hungry look that came over his face.  He leaned down and she closed her eyes nervously and when she felt his tongue flick against her, she reacted violently and her hips bucked and she hit his forehead.

“Shit, sorry,” she exclaimed in mortification.  Jughead started to laugh and she let out a chuckle as well, and the embarrassment faded a little.  “God, we’re so bad at this,” she muttered.

“No we’re not,” he said, lifting up and bracing on his hands.  She sighed and relaxed a little and smiled at him.  “So, can I continue or are you going to try and knock me out again,” he teased.  

“Shut up,” she said with a sigh and he again lowered himself to her.  She felt his tongue again and jumped only slightly and then gasped at the unbelievable pleasure she felt.  He was unsure at first, but soon found spots that made her moan and lift to him and he stroked over her, groaning against her, the sound vibrating up inside her.  His fingers touched her and he eased one into her as his tongue swept around and over her swollen nub.  Betty couldn’t control her body and she clenched the sheets as her hips lifted to him.  She felt the familiar start of her release and she gasped, her legs falling further apart.  Jughead recognized the shaking of her legs and the tightening of her body and he pressed more firmly with his tongue and curled his finger and she shattered around him, her cries echoing around the room.  He groaned when her release coated his tongue and he wanted more.

Betty lay gasping and she realized Jughead wasn’t stopping.  Her body, sensitive and shaking arched off the bed as he suddenly slid another finger inside her.  He moved them gently as his tongue stroked her and soon she was falling again, coming completely undone.  Jughead latched his mouth to her and worked her through her second release, his body hard and aching and desperate for it’s own release.  When she settled a little, her breath coming in shallow gasps, he moved up, kissing his way up her body.  

Betty couldn’t seem to stop shaking and she took deep breaths as he settled over her, bracing on his forearms, his mouth settling over hers.  She was surprised to taste herself on his tongue and much to her astonishment, it aroused her to a fever pitch.  She moaned and pressed against him.  Jughead lifted his head and stared down at her.  She could feel him shaking and she realized how he was holding back and not rushing for her.  

“Are you ok?” he whispered.  She nodded and smiled softly.  

“That was amazing,” she said with a flush.  

“Yes it was,” he said smiling.

“You liked it?”  He nodded, his eyes hooded and full of heat and desire.  She felt him pressed against her and he held perfectly still, brushing her hair off her face.  He kissed her, slowly, deeply, his tongue sinking into her mouth, stroking against hers.  She ached once again, desperate this time for a different closeness.  Her body wouldn’t be satisfied this time until he was inside her.  She whimpered and started to move against him and she felt him shift and suddenly he was nudging against her and he groaned as he felt her heat brush against him.  He took her face in his hands and held himself still, probing only slightly at her core.  She looked at him, her eyes wild and desperate, wanting more.

“Are you sure?” he asked hoarsely.  “God, please say yes,” he almost begged.  

“Yes, yes I’m sure,” she moaned.  He didn’t move, watching her face, wanting to remember her desperate for him.

“I love you.” He needed her to know before he went further.

“I love you too, Juggie,” she whispered, her eyes getting misty.

“I’m never letting you go after this Betty.  You’re mine and I won’t ever let you go,” he said, his voice shaking.

“Do you promise?” she whispered, a tear slipping from her eye.

“I swear on my life,” he whispered back.  She nodded then and he eased into her.  She felt the pinch of the stretch and winced slightly and he went still.  He rested his forehead on hers and took a couple of breaths.  He kissed her slowly and she began to relax and he pushed forward again.  God she was so tight, he felt like he was going to explode any second and he gritted his teeth, determined to make it last.  She whimpered, her nails digging into his skin and he paused again, this time stroking his tongue against hers, his hands gently caressing down her sides.  

Betty felt like crying.  Not from the slight pain she felt but from the way he was so patiently taking his time to not hurt her.  He was right, he did fit and her body slowly adjusted to his size and she began to tremble.  He moved again and this time he gave a slight thrust and she let out a small gasp at the sharp pinch she felt and then he was still, completely buried inside her.  His hands moved over her and his kiss overwhelmed her and soon the pleasure was greater than any discomfort and she began to move her hips and he grabbed them and held her still, a low groan falling form his lips.

“Shit, don’t do that,” he gasped.

“I’m sorry,” she whimpered, unsure of what she had done exactly.  

“I just need a second,” he said gruffly “or this will be over before it starts.”

“We started a while ago,” she said with another moan, her nails digging into his arms.  “I need you to move Juggie!” she exclaimed.  He took a shuddering breath and pulled slowly out and she gasped, feeling slight discomfort but so much pleasure she thought she was going to pass out.   “Again,” she whimpered.  Jughead pushed back in and she arched up against him, her body undisciplined and hungry.  Jughead groaned and moved again and they moved awkwardly at first, but quickly they found a rhythm and he moved slowly, her body rising and falling beneath his.  His mouth devoured hers and he knew he wasn’t going to last and he reached down and his fingers found her and stroked her and Betty moaned, her legs coming up and wrapping around him.  

It was an odd mixture of unbelievable pleasure and odd moments of discomfort but she paid no attention to it as her body built toward release again.  Jughead’s fingers were rough and demanding and in only minutes she felt her body coil and tighten and she cried out as pleasure unlike she had ever known started to race through her.  He gave her a final stoke and she shattered, her body clamping on him and Jughead stiffened, a low growl leaving his mouth as she pulled his release from him.  His movements faltered, the rhythm gone as he pressed into her, emptying himself.  She was wrapped all around him, shaking and crying.  Arms, legs, her mouth on his neck, crying his name into his skin.  Her own name fell from his mouth and he gasped as he collapsed on her, his arms no longer able to hold him

Betty didn’t let go of him for so long, he was worried she couldn’t breathe.  He tried to ease back and she tightened her grip.  He was still a moment longer and then tried again.  He looked at her face and saw her face streaked with tears but her eyes were sated and happy and shining.  He smiled down at her and she blushed and hid her face.

“No, enough of that,” he said with a soft laugh.  “No more being shy.”  

“Shut up,” she whispered against his neck.  She finally looked at him and her cheeks were still flushed.  “That was amazing,” she whispered.

“Most amazing thing I’ve ever done or felt in my life,” he said gruffly.  “Are you ok?”  She nodded and smiled.  “Did I hurt you?”  he asked, his concern evident on his face.

“Only a very little bit,” she reassured him.  “You more than made up for it,” she giggled suddenly.  He grinned arrogantly and she kissed him.  Jughead eased off of her and she winced, feeling the discomfort again.  They lay facing each other, the smiles seeming permanently etched on their faces.  He touched her face and leaned in to kiss her and her hand slid into his hair.  He pulled back and she touched his mouth.

“I’m so glad it was you, Juggie,” she whispered.  

“You were worth the wait,” he whispered back.  They lay smiling, unsure of what to say or do.  

“Well,” she muttered after a while.  “We finally did that.”  Jughead started to laugh and she joined him and when they finally calmed down they were laying on their backs, staring at the ceiling.  

“We definitely need to do that again,” he said with a satisfied sigh.  

“Right now?” she wanted to know.

“Give me a few,” he laughed.  She sat up and winced again.  “Or a day,” he added, touching her back.  

“I’m just going to go to the bathroom,” she said softly.  “Be right back.”  Still as shy as ever, she kept a sheet wrapped around her as she ran for the bathroom.  He chuckled under his breath and grabbed his boxers and pulled them on.  When she finally came back she hurried over and jumped into bed and snuggled up to him.  She had put on a new pair of panties but the rest of her remained uncovered.  She pressed against him and he pulled the blanket over them and wrapped her in his arms.

“I love you,” she murmured and he swore he would never tire of hearing that.

“I love you too,” he said softly, kissing her forehead.  “You ok?” he asked again.

“I’m perfect,” she whispered and moments later fell asleep.  He lay awake a while, not wanting to fall asleep.  It had been the most amazing night of his life and she was the reason.  There was nobody else he could have ever hoped to share this with and he felt like the luckiest man on the planet.  His life was officially perfect.

Songs featured: Falling Into You - Celine Dion

When I Look Into Your Eyes - Firehouse

anonymous asked:

Hey um sorry if this is like uncomfortable in any way you don't have to respond if requestes aren't open but could you do Saeran Jumin and Zens reaction to visiting MC finally returning home after a Suicide Attempt I got out of the hospital for one a few days ago and I don't know I just want to know what they would do sorry if this ever made you uncomfortable or anything or if I have bad English its not my first language

Of course, I’m sorry this took so long, and I hope that you’re okay. I would never shy away from doing this, I know it’s important not to shy away from topics like that, and no your English is great. My first language was French so I understand. I hope that you like, and I hope that you’ll be okay, sending you all the hugs!!!!

Zen

  • He had freaked out when he had gotten a call on the phone saying you had tried to hang yourself when he was at work
  • Jumin had come to drop something off and found you
  • Zen had never been more grateful to him, something that never happened
  • When he saw you he had to admit that he wanted to treat you like glass
  • But that wouldn’t be good
  • The doctors said you had to work on getting out of your tunneled vision, where the whole world seems unworthy it all
  • You knew there was another choice, but at the same time you didn’t, you couldn’t get the voices out of your head, everything bad anyone said about you
  • When he saw you you were still sedated heavily
  • You weren’t really yourself, but something about Zen triggered you
  • Maybe it was just the timing, but you broke down
  • All the emotions inside you were coming out, washing through you like the tears running down your face
  • He hugged you, and you clutched him
  • “I-I’m so sorry, I, I feel like I can’t, please.”
  • He held you a stroked your hair softly, listening to your sobs, realizing how lucky he was to still hearing you speak
  • After you were put on medication, and a weekly therapist was appointed to you
  • He goes to you to everything, helps you administer the meds
  • He knows that sometimes you feel smothered
  • But he also knows that you understand his fear
  • The fact that you might not be here with him scares him
  • And he remembers that every night
  • At night when he holds you close and remember what you told him about the voices
  • There always music on, soft classical violins drift down the hall
  • Anything to help you remember you are worth something in this world
  • That there is some light in this world, and it’s worth fighting for
  • SorrynotsorryIloveLOTRfightmeLegolasisbae

Jumin

  • How did you manage to get that far?
  • What were the guards doing?
  • It didn’t matter when he was speeding towards the hospital
  • He was terrified that they wouldn’t be able to flush out the drugs
  • Seven was constantly talking to him through the phone, and Jumin needed that
  • He could feel himself sweating, his pulse hammering through his shirt
  • How hadn’t he noticed?
  • How….
  • When he got there and saw you lying on the bed, eyes opened looking at the door he felt like sobbing out of gratitude
  • You look at him tired, and he sits there, waiting for you to get your bearings
  • Eventually you tell him what you were thinking, about how you hated yourself, hated everything, hated how you looked in mirror
  • Listening to all these fears makes him so worried
  • And angry that he didn’t notice this before
  • You’re scheduled for your first therapy session a week later, and Jumin insists on going with you, and making sure the therapist is a good one
  • Gets annoyed when you have to repeat what you feel like multiple times
  • But it seemed to work
  • You slowly start getting better
  • He keeps a constant eye on you now, scared every time you go to get an Advil, at first when you go out to take a walk
  • Made Seven track he you he’s sorry
  • Clutches you tightly whenever he can
  • How he couldn’t figure it out is one of his secret shames, and he’ll never let it happened again

Saeran

  • You two were both not doing good
  • But his own health was abandoned when you ended up in the hospital, he had found you in the bathroom, surrounded by blood
  • Stayed with you the whole time
  • His brother had to drag him out when the doctors insisted on taking some tests
  • What if something happened?
  • You feel ethereal when you get out
  • They saturated you with some sort of sedative, and that scared him
  • He’s constantly spying on you
  • He became a bit stalker-y tbh
  • You had to tell him to stop, that you would tell him when something was wrong, you promise
  • He trusted you
  • Constant affection
  • A reason for your suicidal thoughts and actions was feeling of self worthlessness
  • He made sure you never felt worthless
  • Whenever someone criticized you he clutched you tightly, and told you they were idiots, and that you were an amazing person
  • They didn’t deserve your time
  • Sometimes at night he’ll think about what happened had he not arrived
  • It’s something that makes him go to therapy with you
  • He needs to be there for you, more than he was before

I hope you like!! Again sorry for being gone, stupid power outages!!>_< Sorry for complaining and scapegoating, anyway I hope you liked, and again sends you all the hugs and rainbows!!! May unicorns rain down happiness on you!!!

There’s beauty to her madness
The fire behind her eyes doesn’t seem as intimidating anymore
There’s a sense of softness to them now

There’s beauty to her fear
The worry held behind those eyelids seems to be falling away
There’s a sense of peace to them now

There’s beauty to her sadness
The tears that threaten to spill from her eyes are starting to dry
There’s a sense of joy to them now

There’s something behind those eyes
That’s kept behind lock and key
There’s something behind those eyes
That just seems that little bit out of reach
There’s just something behind those eyes
That she doesn’t want others to see

And I’m going to find just what that is.

Steven Universe: Wanted

This was a great set of episodes! We got our first glimpse of Homeworld, revelations about Lion and Pink Diamond’s shattering, and development for Lars. 

Highlights:

Stuck Together:

  • Topaz talking, letting out her feelings, and almost betraying Aquamarine
  • Steven and Lars arguing and then making up over their shared fear

The Trial:

  • New gem Zircon, which is basically a lawyer gem
  • Return of Eyeball
  • Realization that Rose may not have been the one to shatter Pink. Could it have been a Diamond or her Pearl?
  • White Diamond’s silhouette 

Off Colors:

  • Seeing a Homeworld Kindergarten for the first time (much bigger than on Earth).
  • Meeting some new rejected gems: Rutile, a split gem, Padparadscha, a Sapphire with delayed Future Vision, Rhodonite, and Flourite, two fusion gems
  • Lars toughening up and saving the gems from being caught with his body
  • Sad scene where Lars dies from an explosion but Steven brings him back to life with his tears. Does this mean he has healing tears after all or is it something different?

Lars’ Head:

  • Steven going into Lars’ head just like with Lion and coming the same dimension, giving him an easy path home, where he quickly takes the chance for food and a drink.
  • The revelation that Lion was a regular lion that Rose brought back from the dead, turning him pink and possibly giving him powers
  • Lars’ willing to stay on Homeworld so Steven could go back and get him later, in a nice sendoff to him
  • The Gems’, Connie, and Greg’s heartwarming reaction to suddenly seeing Steven home safe.

Overall, a nice start to Season 5! Can’t wait to see how things will move forward!

Where Thou art―that―is Home―
– Emily Dickinson

I was mixing something else entirely, when this Ike/Soren hurt/comfort mix sprung out fully formed and punched me in the face.

Cover by hopper, used with permission:  

Happy (early) birthday, @tactician.

Playmoss | 8tracks

Relient k | who I am hates who I’ve been (acoustic)
Missy Higgins – All For Believing
Laura Marling – Night Terror
Our Lady Peace – Are You Sad?
Freejays – Almost there
Our Lady Peace – Thief
Sarah McLachlan – Fear
The Get Up Kids – I’ll Catch You
Red – pieces
Rosi Golan – Hazy
Jesse Reuben – This Is Why I Need You
Hellogoodbye –The Thought That Give Me The creeps.
Ed Patrick – So Glad That I got you
Red – the best is yet to come
Jake Etheridge – with you I’m home

anonymous asked:

4,7,8,10,13,29,32,31,14,20,27,28 Kentin and Armin uwu

(Sorry for lack of posts recently, I’m dealing with some pretty screwed up drama right now and I’ve been in such a bad mood the past four days omg. Anyway, I added a few numbers for Kentin because some other anons requested a few numbers that weren’t listed so why not kill two birds with one stone right?)

Kentin

2: If they like reading, and if so their fave book

He doesn’t read often because it’s hard for him to find a book that he really likes. But he does have a favorite, and that would be Gregor the Overlander, the main character is inspiring to him. (guys seriously read the book it’s so amazing omg it’s got like 5 parts and I cried it’s by Suzanne Collins so if you liked the Hunger Games you’ll love this even more in my opinion)

4: Their favorite way to waste time

Kentin likes to either work out or bake. If he has absolutely nothing to do he goes for a run, and if that’s not possible he likes to bake cookies, brownies, cake, etc. He’s also fairly good at decorating cakes!

5: Their favorite type of music

He likes soft music like this, and sometimes he’ll am to the occasional pop song.

7: Their happiest memory

His favorite memory is from military school, he made a really good friend while he was there and they bonded like no other. They kept each other going through all of it and they were there for each other when no one else was. This is his happiest because he finally made a friend that he didn’t feel like was only there because they pitied him or anything.

8: Their most embarrassing moment

In the game it’s mentioned that he got bullied before, so back in middle school or something he got his pants pulled down in front of everybody by this jerk that was constantly pestering him. He’s still planning his revenge.

10: Their best childhood memory

When he was little his dad used to carry him around on his shoulders all the time and run around the house. His dad would also let him put on his military clothes, and he would teach him some cool fighting moves.

13: Their biggest regret

His biggest regret is letting other people take advantage of him and taking what others say too seriously. He still has problems with this but it was really bad before and he just wants to let people know they can just run him over anymore

14. Their biggest fear

The boy is afraid of heights y’all.

16. Their calming techniques

When he’s really nervous about something he likes to isolate himself from everyone else and sit down, taking really deep breaths. He counts to 3 in between every intake. When he’s really pissed off this doesn’t work well so he goes to a gym and finds a punching bag, or he goes for a really long run.

17. How they cope with nightmares

He doesn’t really do anything to make himself feel better, he just kind of lays there and stares at the ceiling until sleep takes over again but if it was that bad then if he can he might just go for a walk, even though it’s like 3 AM

20. If they collect things, if so what

I don’t see Kentin being a collector of anything but if he did he might have been one of those kids that try to collect all the boy scout badges (he was in boy scouts you can’t tell me otherwise)

27. How they sleep

He’s a very touchy person if that makes sense, so he needs to be holding on to something. If you’re with him then he likes to hold you in his arms and spoon, or lay his head on your chest like he’s a little kid. If he’s alone he has a pillow next to him and holds onto that with one arm, while his legs are sprawled out.

28. How they hug

His hugs a very warm and affectionate, no matter who you are. He doesn’t just hug anyone so when he does, it’s the nicest, cuddliest hug ever. He wraps you up in his arms and hold you tight, with his chin at the top of your head. If you’re just a friend, he does the same thing but he doesn’t do the chin thing and he doesn’t hug you as tightly.

29. How they express love

Did this in a previous post~ here.

31: If they found out they only had one day to live

He would spend it with Candy, and his family. And just try his best to keep them in high spirits. Later he’d like make an announcement to anyone who bullied him and tell them off like he’s always wanted to do, letting them know that he’s better than all of them. (I really dislike this number it’s so hard to come up with things for it omg)

32. If they were faced with a genie what they’d use their three wishes for and why

Wish 1. To become more confident in himself, because he hates how insecure he is

Wish 2. To be successful, all he wants to do is live a happy and stable life, and he wants his dad to be proud of him no matter what he chooses to become.

Wish 3. The formula for Nutella, he loves that stuff man.

(I just don’t see him wishing for materialistic things tbh)

Armin

4. Their favourite way to waste time

If he’s not playing video games of course, he really finds joy in taking those stupid Quotev quizzes, like “Which character are you?” and he likes making quizzes for the games he plays.

7. Happiest memory

You know what I have no freaking idea man…. I would say when he was adopted but we don’t even know the full story behind that sooo. And that’s also pretty basic… I’ll edit this part later if I think of something

8. Most embarrassing moment

Okay you know what, I didn’t intend for this to be NSFW so sorry if this isn’t what you wanted to read but I whole-heartedly believe that he has been caught more than once jacking it off to some porn site by his mother or brother. His dad just knows to knock from now on but the other two don’t listen.

10. Their best childhood memory

When he was younger he and his brother used to pull pranks on people and switch places. I headcanon Alexy has naturally black hair so this was before he decided dye it, and no one really paid attention to their eye color until their mom found out what they were doing and called them out on their bullshit.

13. Their biggest regret

Hmm, well I don’t really know honestly. Maybe he regrets not going out as much as he should have. They never really spoke about their school before they arrived to Sweet Amoris (or did they, I can’t remember) so maybe he didn’t really have a lot of close friends since he’s like, low-key an introvert? So he just wishes he go out there more I guess.

14. Biggest fear

Low-key afraid of bugs but would never admit it. Also really afraid of losing his twin, I feel like they had separation anxiety when they were younger (me and my younger sis had that too omfg I used to cry whenever she wasn’t with me)

20. If they collect things, if so what?

He likes to collect figurines of characters for his games and shows. He’s probably a walking dead fan so he has all the figures of almost every character.

27. How they sleep

He’s always sprawled out all over his bed, lying on his stomach but occasionally his back. Don’t expect him to cuddle with you all night because he gets extremely hot while he’s sleeping so the most he’ll do is putting his leg on top of yours. He also cannot sleep without a blanket, so if it’s hot he’s the “one leg out” kind of guy.

28. How they hug

His hugs are very tight and welcoming, they make you feel comfortable because it’s just so nice. He kind of lifts you off your feet a little bit just because. They are also unexpected sometimes, like he’ll just run up on you screaming your name and tackle you with a bear hug

29. did this already for all guys~

31.If they only had one day to live how would they spend it?

 He would spend the day with his family and really close friends and wouldn’t complain one bit if they forced him to go outside. He’d actually want to go out somewhere this time, to make them happy. He wants to let them know how much he loves them all. “Alexy, I know you hate my clothes but I’m leaving my wardrobe to you, you’ll make good use out of it.” He’d probably try to drag everyone to a comic con if he could.

32. Genie, what would they wish for and why.

Wish 1. To be a professional game tester, because that’s what he does all day anyway so why not make money off of it?

Wish 2. For his brother to become whatever the heck it is he wants to be, he wants his bro to be happy y’all. 

Wish 3. For all other kids who are currently in foster care or anything to find really amazing parents who love them no matter what, so they can be happy

Neil!Senior Year Au
  • Okay so it’s Neil’s senior year and he’s captain of the Foxes and it’s coming up on the week from hell (AKA when Lola caught him and took him to his father… (I also headcanon that his mother’s death was that same week if that’s not right sue me))
  • It’s the first year that no one from the original team is there
  • Neil has always had a hard time and in the past, the Foxes have either cuddled him to death (the upperclassmen + Nicky), didn’t talk any shit for the whole week (Aaron and Kevin), or kept a sober eye on him while he got completely trashed (Andrew)
  • Of course, Dan is there and assistant coaching for Wymack but trying to keep the Foxes in line is never easy and it completely slips her mind
  • So the week rolls around and no one is there to notice what kind of mood Neil sinks into
  • And Neil obviously doesn’t say anything other than ‘I’m fine’
  • As the week progresses Neil sinks deeper and deeper into the slump, too worried about causing a problem to ask for support
  • It is the day of the “Incident” when Neil has a full-fledged panic attack after a loud bang in the locker room sounds too much like a gun shot and Dan finally looks at the calendar
  • She calls the only person who’s ever been able to talk Neil down from his fear

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empty noise
loud silence
undone
the ocean drowns the noise
sinking fear
the past perfectly interwoven with my scars
conceived in darkness
birthed in light
clothed in skin
the beauty is in the process
not the destination
master at picking up my pieces
though it cuts
though it hurts
not a piece of me is left behind
i am coming to myself wholly done

@misplacednotes

first doctor episode masterpost

under the cut are links to all the first doctor episodes, in order, sorted by story arc!! pretty sure all of them are on the dailymotion. if any of the links don’t work, just tell me!! and enjoy!!

other doctors

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tarot card meme
send my muse one of the following..
  • The Fool: Something they’ve always wanted to try
  • The Magician: Something they’re very good at
  • The High Priestess: One thing they wish they knew
  • The Empress: A woman they really admire
  • The Emperor: A man they really admire
  • The Hierophant: Something they believe in
  • The Lovers: A person who makes them very happy
  • The Chariot: A place they’ve traveled or would like to travel to
  • Strength: Something they struggle with
  • The Hermit: Favorite way to spend a day alone
  • The Wheel Of Fortune: Something they wish you could change
  • Justice: A decision they wish they could do over
  • The Hanged Man: A time when they wished someone would listen to them
  • Death: Someone they really miss
  • Temperance: Their ideal day
  • The Devil: Who they talk to when dealing with big issues
  • The Tower: Something that changed their life
  • The Star: Someone they consider perfect
  • The Moon: Something they fear
  • The Sun: Their happiest memory
  • Judgement: Their favourite song(s)
  • The World: Their dream job
  • The Criminal: Custom questions