guys i am shaking

 ✖ ♚QUEEN♚ APPRECIATION WEEK  [19/07-26/07] ✖ 
day 1 → favourite era

When everybody says 70s, I say 1989-1995. Why? Why I chose era full of pain? Why not 70s or 80s, when they were happy?
I chose The Miracle - Innuendo - Made in Heaven era because they showed how they loved each other. How they cared about each other. They showed me how to fight for best friend. Thank you, Queen. 












1: june 3rd

“That was rude, Jess. I’m hurt.” He covers his heart with both hands, holding onto his peck through his tank top tightly. “I was going to invite you inside but I’m rethinking it now.”

“It is what it is.” Jessica shrugs like the excitement she felt fluttering in her stomach didn’t just churn into a tiny panic. “It’s not like I particularly wanted to watch you play Xbox anyway.”

“I had something else in mind.”

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We Should Call Ourselves ‘Flower Power’

Marvel (Guardians of the Galaxy) One Shot

Characters: [GENDER NEUTRAL] Reader x Groot + Peter Quill, Rocket Racoon, Gamora & Drax the Destroyer

Warnings: none

Request: “One-shot based on “Imagine making flower crowns with Groot”, fluffiness” - anonymous

Word Count: 1,343

A/N: hands down one of my favorite gif imagines, which is here [x] !!

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Good Girl CH 6: First Day

“No.” I deadpan.

“But Joo-ya, it’s required.” Jin holds the uniform out to me.

“Absolutely not. I will look like a child.”

“If you don’t change I’m just going to bring you to Xiumin hyung and have him do it,” Yoongi threatens, tired of this argument. I snatch the uniform out of Jin’s hand and stomp upstairs to my room. After I change I look at myself in the full-length mirror, kind of hating how childish it makes me look. I had to change my hair because I had it in two braids to just leaving it naturally curly. Since it’s the beginning of winter I decided to wear the dark blue sweater under my gray jacket. The matching gray skirt ends mid thigh but my thigh high socks thankfully keeps the rest of my leg warm. A cute peacoat came with the uniform that is the same dark blue as my socks and sweater. I’m not surprised when I get down stairs and the first thing Jin does is fix my cherry red tie that I messed up on.

The other boys are standing there waiting in their matching uniforms, navy pants, a gray jacket, and a nice white button up. Yoongi, being the rebel that he is, has his tie loosely hanging on his neck while the others most likely had theirs tied by Jin like me.

“Jin oppa,” I call out when we get in the massive SUV that they drive around, I sit in the middle with Yoongi and Hoseok. “Why are you driving to school? Don’t you have work?”

He nods, “I’m going to bring the rest of your stuff to the house after I drop you guys off.”

“Am I going with you guys after school too?”

Namjoon shakes his head before turning to face us in the passenger’s seat, “One of the other guys will take you home.”

“Kitty or Dragon oppa?” I ask hopeful it won’t have to be one of the ones that denied me yesterday but from the way Namjoon looks at me, I know I’m not that lucky. “Ugh, I don’t want to see them,” I grumble as I rest my head on a sleeping Yoongi’s shoulder.

“They want to see you,” Tae says resting his head on the back of my seat.

“Don’t tease me Tae,” I roll my eyes at the younger boy.

He chuckles, “I’m not teasing, it’s only been two days and those boys already miss you.”

“You guys talked to them?”

Jimin leans forward so he’s even with Tae, “Yep, and they couldn’t stop asking about you. They kept asking all these questions about you getting ready to move you in and about what you like. You should have heard them on the phone this morning. Trust us Noona, they miss you”

“They sure don’t know how to show it,” I scoff.

“That’s because they don’t know how to talk to girls who they want to have more then sex with. They can show it physically in case you can’t tell,” I think back to all of the physical affection I received, “but the minute you ask them how they feel about you, they shut down.”

“How come Kitty and Dragon do it just fine?”

“We aren’t sure,” Hoseok shrug. “But Joo-ya you have to be careful around them, no isn’t something they hear often so incase you haven’t noticed, they don’t react well to it.”

“That is something I can understand, rejection isn’t my favorite either.”

“Jooyoung, we are serious. Only use that word when you have to. Xiumin hyung’s reaction yesterday is very calm for how they normally react to someone turning them down, so please be cautious.” Jin warns.

“Yes, Oppa,” I say softly as I snuggle into Yoongi’s side. He wakes up and wraps an arm around me before going back to sleep. I sleep the rest of the drive, having to wake up at 5:45 to get ready isn’t something I’m use to. When the boys texted me last night telling me to be ready by 6:20 I was about ready to cry but when I thought about the drive I figured I could gain an hour back. We got to school by 7:30, there were already cars lined up in front the gate to get it, all nice and over expensive cars most driven by shofars. I’m surprised when Jin drives past the line and strait up to the iron gate that opens automatically. We drive in, the gate closing behind us, around the water fountain to the marble steps that lead to the school. Jin parks there and climbs out, everyone follows suit. Yoongi keeps his arm around my shoulders as we walk up the stairs.

The doors are opened by older men in suits who bow as we enter. I’m in aw at the massive open entrance, two massive flights of stairs on each floor lead up to the next. The large glass doom over head lets in the light of the rising sun, making the already beautiful room seem more amazing. I’m pulled out of my daze as Yoongi drags me down one the halls where the rest of our group has already disappeared in.

“You will have plenty of time to gawk later, we need to get your schedule,” Yoongi scolds as we turn once again to find a little sitting room, with a pretty lady sitting at a desk. She is leaning forward on her desk, showing what little cleavage she has to a very annoyed but too polite Jin.

“Can we talk later, I have things to do,” Jin says trying to not let his irritation show in his voice.

“If we have to Jin-ssi,” She purrs, oh my god, I want to throw up. “Let me just find that schedule you were looking for, could you tell me the name again?”

“Kim Jooyoung,” He says, I’m guessing for the second time.

“That’s a wonderful name, it’s another one of your boys?” She looks past him, eyeing the five behind him.

“Thank you, but no,” I say with a bitter sweet smile as Yoongi and I reach the desk. Her flirty smile falters as she scans me; she quickly straitens her self and suddenly becomes professional. “My schedule if you please.”

The boys snicker behind me as the women types quickly into her computer, “You can have a seat, the headmaster himself would like to talk to you, it’s going to be a while.” She looks back to Jin, “I guess that means we can have that talk now.”

“I actually have to get going, I have somewhere to be,” Jin backs away, “Have a good first day Joo-ya.” He kisses my forehead before basically running out of the waiting area. I have to do my best to keep myself from laughing at the grimace she makes when he is gone.

“How long are we going to have to wait?” Namjoon asks the depressed receptionist.

“I’ll page him but he said he had a really important meeting this morning,” She picks up her phone and dials a number. “Hello Sir, I know you are waiting for your important meeting but a new student is here,” She pauses, “Kim Jooyoung.” She looks as if she is about to cry when he responds.

The double doors to her left fly open and there stands a very nicely dressed Suho. He quickly scans the seven of us, stopping when he finds me and Yoongi, still hooked together; his eyes narrow. Yoongi notices and takes his arms off me slowly, giving me an apologetic smile as he looks to his other friends, “We should be heading to class guys.”

“But Yoongi oppa,” I whine as him and the others head toward the door.

“We will see you in class,” Namjoon gives me a wave, while the others can’t even meet my eyes because they know; they are leaving me to the wolves. I look at a very tense Suho, whose glare is still fixed on the boys as they leave.

“Please come in,” Suho steps to the side and gestures me to go in. When he can tell I’m hesitant he takes a deep breath before trying again, “Jooyoung, please come in.” Without a word I shuffle inside, stopping right inside the door. “In one of the chairs please.” I obey once again and sit down in one of the comfortable chairs in front of the massive mahogany desk. The doors close behind me; the click of a lock loud and clear in the silence. I look over my shoulder at him, nervousness must be obvious on my face because he tries his best to give me a warm smile.

“You could have just had her give me my schedule,” I tell him as he walks around the desk to sit in his chair.

He nods, scooting closer and resting his elbows on the desk, “I could have, but then I wouldn’t have been able to see you.”

I can’t help but be cold, even with that smile, “Why would you want to see me?”

“Because I missed you, even though I have only known you for a short time, I missed you.”

I chuckle humorlessly, “You aren’t attached to me, remember? You are one of the reasons I left in the first place.” I can tell he is hurt by my words but I don’t care.

“I’m sorry, but didn’t you tell us that you would react to you the same way we reacted to you the next time we met?”

“I did.”

“Well,” He gives me that amazing soft smile again, “I’m trying to be warm but you are icying me out.”

I take a deep breath as I try to forget about the embarrassment I felt two days ago, “Understand that I don’t do stuff like that often, ask people what I mean to them because I know I won’t want to hear the answer, and you guys strait up denied me.”

“And we are sorry, so please Jooyoung, please forgive us and give us one more chance.”

“This isn’t because Kitty oppa threatened you right? You are doing this of my own free will?” I clarify.

He nods giving me a big smile, “Xiumin hyung is much better at expressing what is going on in his head than us, in fact he can explain to us what’s going on in our heads before us.” I nod, “So are we okay?”

I smile, “We are good. But can I ask you a question?”

“Of course,” He beams at me.

“What is our relationship?”

He pauses, thinking over his answer, “I can’t give you a simple answer to that, but the best way I can describe it is that you are our Jooyoung and I am your Suho.”

“My Suho? What does that mean?”

“It means that we don’t have lines in our relationship, I can be many different things, just like any of the others can be many different things.”

“What kind of things?” The question sounds more perverted then I intended.

He grins before signaling me to come over to the other side. I hesitantly stand up and walking around the desk; yelping slightly when he pulls me on to his lap. With one hand on my back and the other resting on the bare skin of my thigh, in between my stockings and skirt, I feel kind of like a child on his lap.

“Anything. We can help you in school as a tutor. Listen to any of your problems as a friend. Protect you as a father. Touch you as lover.” As he speaks his hand slowly makes it way higher up my thigh under my skirt. “You just tell us baby girl and we will be it. Understand?”

I gulp and nod.

He kisses my forehead and squeezes my thigh, “Good girl.” Someone starts banging on the door; I try and jump off of Suho’s lap but his light touches suddenly becomes a death grip as the banging continues.

“Oppa let go!” I whisper as I try and swat his hands away with no luck.

“Hyung!” A familiar voice yells from the other side of the door.

“Those idiots have some timing,” Suho grumbles as he reaches under his desk and presses a button. The lock clicks and the door busts open, followed by five boys tumbling in, I cling to Suho at sudden intrusion. “Close the door behind you,” He orders when they stand and dust themselves off.

“So demanding,” Kai mumbles as he obeys, locking the door again. They all stare wide-eyed at the position I’m in. “Well good to know everything is working out.”

“Noona!” Sehun whines as he comes running forward, not even caring about the glares he receives from his hyungs. I’m stunned to see concern on his handsome face instead of his normal bitch face. “Suho hyung, you were supposed to tell us when she got here so we could do this together.”

“It’s okay,” Suho says back, “I figured it out, you guys just need to apologize too.”

Sehun grabs both of my hands and gets in real close as if we are filming a scene for a drama, “Noona, I am really sorry. Will you forgive me?”

I pull one of my hands free and stroke the younger’s head affectionately, “Yes, I forgive you.”

“Yay!” His sudden cuteness throws me off more when he hugs, only for a second before Suho pushes him away.

“Why do you get to hold her?” Panda comes forward with his arms crossed of his chest.

“I need to hug her to apologize properly,” Elf coos, his arms out stretched for me.

“I think I’ll save my apology for later,” Kai grins at me, “When we have more privacy.”

“It’s actually time for class so you guys can save your flirting for later,” Suho says firmly as he finally lets me down. I land on the ground with a click of my one inch heels.

“I will take her to class!” Panda yells jumping up and down.

“None of you will be taking her to class, so get your hug and scram.” With that there is a sudden mob of boys fighting over me. Elf wins by literally kicking all of the others out of the way.

“I’m sorry for being such a dick and not admitting I really like you,” He whispers in my ear before reluctantly handing me over to Panda.

“You look so cute in your uniform,” Panda coos at me, “Do you like mine?” He spins around once, posing a few times making me laugh.

“You look very handsome Oppa,” I say threw my laughs.

He smiles at me, “And you look very beautiful when you laugh.”

“My turn,” Kai whispers in my ear when he suddenly comes up behind and back hugs me. “I’m sorry baby girl.” I pause for a second, surprised when my alarms don’t go off, but with their silence I place my hands over Kai’s and lean into his embrace. Something that surprises even him.

“No alarms,” I answer the question they’re all thinking. “You must have had a very drastic change of heart.”

He nuzzles into the crook of my neck, “So no jumping away whenever I touch you?” I nod, earning me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Good.”

“Now you,” I slip from Kai’s grip to come face to face with a silent Owl. His eyes get wider as I come closer and I’m reminded of when I attacked him a few nights ago. “I think I should be apologizing to you.” I say honestly, surprising the nervous boy, “I seem to always scare you, I’m sorry.”

“You are beautiful,” He blurts out, automatically blushing at his own words. “You don’t scare me, I just get nervous, I’m sorry for making you feel otherwise. I’m also sorry for making you feel unwanted when we really do.” He bows quickly before rushing off to stand in the corner of the room.

“Wow, I think that’s the most I’ve ever heard him talk to a girl,” Elf chuckles as he rests his arm on my shoulders, “You should feel honored.”

Another knock on the door makes everyone freeze. I slip out from Elf’s reach and sit back down in one of the chairs in front of Suho. I can’t even hear the door unlock this time but when I opens I am out of my seat again, rushing towards the new comer.

“Ji-ya!” I yell excitedly.

She is dumbstruck for a minute before she realizes who the girl hugging her is me, “Joo-ya?” She holds me at arms length, giving me a once over before pulling me back in for a hug. “Joo-ya!”

We swing around for a second before Suho clears his throat to get our attention, “Ladies, if you would please calm down.” It takes us a second but we manage to somewhat calm down, our hands latched together, massive grins on our faces and little giggles slipping from our lips.

“Sorry Headmaster,” Jihyo says as she bows, still not managing to keep a strait face.

“Yea, sorry Headmaster,” I mumble, noticing the way Suho’s sudden professionalism falters at my cuteness.

“Ms. Choi, you will be in charge of taking Ms. Kim to all of her classes today, I assume you two know each other,” Suho eyes us both.

We nod in unison.

“I would have never guessed you two would be close friends,” Kai scoffs, his jerk side showing suddenly. I glare at him.

“What are you guys doing in here?” Jihyo asks narrowing her eyes on the group of boys in the corner.

“Don’t worry about them Ms. Choi, they just busted in like the hooligans they are, interrupting mine and Ms. Kim’s meeting,” Suho chuckles. He reaches under his desk again and holds out a cute backpack that matches my uniform. “This is your backpack.”

“It is?” I question as he lets it go in my hand, the weight of the bag almost knocking me down. Jihyo easily hold me up, laughing at my struggle. “What is in here?”

“Your necessities, notebooks, pens, pencils, a computer and a few other things. Sorry if it’s a bit much,” Suho gives me an apologetic smile.

“No, it great, thank you Headmaster.”

“Good, here is your schedule Ms. Kim,” He hands me a piece of paper. “And you can have Ms. Choi take you to lunch in the lounge.”

“She can get into the lounge?” Jihyo stares at Suho in disbelief. “I just got in their myself, I thought you had to be a member for a whole year before you can invite another person.”

“Ms. Kim is a member already, you just need to show her the way.”

Jihyo nods excitedly before grabbing my hand once again, “Since that is all, we will be going.”

“Wait!” Sehun stops us, “We’ll walk with you.”

“No thanks,” Jihyo gives him a cold smile before leading me out the door.

Going public - Yugyeom (Requested, fluffy)

Originally posted by chichangyu

Anon said:  Oooooo can I have a yugyeom scenario where the reader is in a girl group and they’re secretly dating, and got7 and her group are doing a collab stage at a really big award show and he kisses you on stage to go public with the relationship? I hope this isn’t confusing ㅠㅠ, I love your writing!!!

- THIS IS SO DJADGJA CUTEE! Hopeee you enjoooy and thankk youu <3 ^^

Genre: fluffy
Members: Yugyeom x You 
Word count: 1651

“But only you guys will know. We just don’t want this to go crazy“ Yugyeom sat down with Jaebum and Jackson

They looked at him.
“I mean we knew something was up right away. Like moment you guys met it was-“
“A SPARK” Jackson finishes it for Jaebum
Two of them look at each other and laugh.
“No worry kid, we won’t of course. We are in this together” Jaebum smiled and tapped Yugyeom’s back
“Thanks guys” he smiled widely

You waited in Yugyeom’s room for the news. He walked in with a smile.
“They won’t?” you said
“I doubt it. I mean we are family and trust each other you know.” He smiled and layed next to you.
“YAY” you said and threw your arms over his chest
“It will be hard to stay secret you know?” you said
“It will. But I know we can do it Y/N” he played with your hair

In the begging it was hard. Hard to actually you going with your schedule, practining with your girls, recording, writing music, doing interviews there was so much things to do in a day. Yugyeom had so much to do, same as you. Both of you are in a famous groups and all eyes are on you guys, and fans just search, explore everything.
Couple of times you would see comments on Yugyeom and you when you guys first met. How cute you are, that they ship you which made your heart warm.

Yugyeom and you met at SBS Inkigayo. Both of the groups had comeback at that time.
GOT7 had a mission to go and say hi to a girl group they get and need to hug them if they can. Each member got someone. And Yugyeom got your group and you. He smiling showed the paper to the camera.
“Ahhh so nervous” he laughed walking slowly towards the dressing room
“Here they are” he points at the door with your group name on it.

Yugyeom knocks on the door and slowly opens the door. All the girls and you looked towards the door and saw a young guy walking in.
“Hello” he bowed and smiled nervously
All of you greeted him back and kept smiling. Not knowing what is going on.
“I am Yugyeom from GOT7” he said
“Nice to meet you” one of your members said
“I love GOT7” you smiled and covered your mouth with your hand, feeling shy
“I had a mission on here. And we have to say hi and hug a member we got. And I got Y/N.” his eyes fall on yours
You smiled and stood up from your chair and walked over to him. Yugyeom wrapped his arms around you and gave you a quick hug.
“Thank youuu” he smiled and you smiled back at him and he walks out of your guys dressing room.
“Mission complete. Ahhh I am shaking” he laughs and walks away

On the stage, GOT7 won their 3rd win and you clapped your hands and was happy for them all.
You all went to hug GOT7 members and you came to hug Yugyeom. Smile grew on his face as you approached him.
“Hi” you spoke and gave him a hug
“Congrats Yugyeom” you said as two of you were hugging
“Thank you Y/N” he said and two of you move from each other

You were just happy and just felt something. Felt your heart jumping how handsome he was, cute and really sweet.
You really wanted to go out and eat sometimes with him. Your brain was saying no, but heart said yes.
Quickly as everyone walked off stage, you walk over to Yugyeom and his members.
“Hello everyone” you smiled
“Y/N WAAA.. You look beautiful” Jackson smiled
“Awww thank you Jackson. Yugyeom I wanted to ask you something” you said and all the boys looked at you
“OhhhhhH” they said and you laugh shaking your head
“I don’t know if you have time. But we can go out and eat sometimes? I mean my group and you guys?” you smiled and spread your hands
“OF COURSE Yugyeom would go out and eat with you. And we would too” Jackson spoke up
“Yeah, sure we can do that” Yugyeom said softly and nod his head

Few night later, your group and GOT7 went out for a dinner together. There was no cameras, no media, just you guys hanging out.
Yugyeom and you talked a lot during the dinner, two of you sat next to each other.
“I really love Chris Brown too” you laughed being excited
“Now that is unreal” Yugyeom was surprised
“Yugyeom Brown” you laughed and he laugsh with you feeling embarrassed
“Yugyeommieee” you said cutely
“There I will call you Yugyeommie from now on” you added
“Cutee” he smiled and ate

That same night Yugyeom and you exchange numbers and texted whole night long even you had to wake up really early.

Later your group was on a show and you had to call anyone you want, just to say hi. A person you are closest with.
“I have GOT7 Yugyeom-ah” you smiled and journalists kept smiling at you
You took your phone and called Yugyeom. Live on the show. What went through your head was everyone will think you guys have something, that you are together and all.
Yugyeom picks up
“Hello?” he said
“Hi Yugyeom”
“Hi Y/N” he said
“I am doing an interview and we had to call someone we are closest with, so” you smiled and looked around
“Oh okay! Hi everyone” he shouts
“I will hang up now, byee” you said
“Bye Y/N and everyone”

Since that interview things been blowing up, rumors going around.
Doing a V live alone you got so many comments and questions on everything.
“Guys, I will tell you” you said and took some food in your mouth
“Yugyeom is such a good friend. We are friends. I just wanted to clear that out. He is sweet and funny guy” you smiled and nodded your head

As time passed by, Yugyeom and you chat time to time and call each other. See each other often at music shows. You really loved his company. And for both of you, this friendship started to turn into feelings.
On the end those feelings ended up of two of you taking a step forward.
Not even once did you go anywhere in public and all, but always went to cute dates where there is just him and you, nobody else so you can enjoy yourselves.
Yugyeom cared about you so much as you did for him, you always been on same page, had similar thoughts, were there for each other when it’s hard.
Your group and his knew two of you were together, but will not ever ruin this privacy you guys have. Knowing you guys are still young and just like everything to be a secret.

Dating for a couple of months now in secret was bit tough but you guys got used to it. You always combine your schedule with his so guys have time to be together.

MAMA awards was coming up and people who work there decided that GOT7 and your group gets to perform together.
“You guys can do something like sexy or just each member is with one of the girls, you guys can get the choreography done with one of our choreographers and that way your performance will be so beautiful and perfect.” A guy said explaining
All of you nodded your head and had three weeks to get prepared.

All of you danced to slow song by Ed Sheeran “Thinking out loud”. The song was beautiful and since there is seven girls and seven guys. Each one had their own pair.
Yugyeom and you were a pair of course.
“What if like on the end Yugyeom and Y/N dance all the way to middle, we leave and it’s them for the end?” Youngjae said as he sat on the floor

“Like on the ending part
“But maybe we found love right where we are
Oh, baby, we found love right where we are
And we found love right where we are” You know” Jaebum sang
“Yess that is great idea”
“And like soon as they like hug or whatever, we walk in and hug too or something” Mark spoke

Everyone agreed on ideas, and all of practiced a lot till the day came.

“Special performance” shows up on the screen and it was the time.

Yugyeom and you looked at each other.
“We can do it” you smiled
“I love you.” He said and it was the first time you heard those words coming from his mouth
As you were to speak, lights go down, and music begins.

Dancing with Yugyeom you didn’t stop smiling how happy you were. But at the same time more excited because you can’t get his words out of your head.
Yugyeom spins you two times and pulls you quickly towards him.
Everyone was so into this and doing it with whole heart and passion. Fans were quiet, only lights flowing in the huge crowd and arena. It was like stars and just all of you dancing and being in love.

Part came when Yugyeom and you stay alone on the stage.
Yugyeom lifts you up at one part and swings you slowly in circles until he puts you down, everyone else joins and two of you hug each other.
Yugyeom pulls away from the hug and cups your face
“I love you too Yugyeom” you smiled and he kissed your lips

Live. Live in front of everyone. All the screams and shouts, clapping. It was unbelievable. You were so happy to kiss him, you didn’t care what anyone thinks.
Since that moment everyone knew that two of you love each other and been together for a long time now.

It Wasn’t Worth It

Characters- Jared x Sister!Reader, Gen, Jensen, Misha

Words- 1489

Request by Anonymous- Hi I recently lost my sister because she was texting and driving. So can I request one where the reader is a part of the Supernatural cast and she is Jared’s younger sister? One day she is in the car driving and she is in a group text with everyone and Jared sends her something funny and she starts replying but then gets hit by a car. She is sent to the hospital where she dies? Can you add that Jared and Gen start a campaign to stop texting and driving and they bring it up at a convention? <3

Warnings- Texting and driving, don’t do it, character death, sad

A/n- This is just really sad.

Tags- @whovianayesha

Originally posted by spn-mostly

You were having a little cast party after you had finished up season 11, you were all hanging out in your trailer sharing some drinks with Jared, Jensen, Misha and Gen who had stopped by.

“Shut up!” You shout at your older brother who was again telling embarrassing stories about you.

Jared chuckles, “Yeah up till she was 15 years old she used to run into my room because she was scared of the thunder,”

“Wait for a second, didn’t she run into our room last year when she was spending the night because of the storm?” Gen turns to Jared, laughing.

You choke on your drink, “I did not!”

“It’s okay Y/n, we will never judge you, we all have fears,” Jensen rubs your back, but even he couldn’t hold back a laugh.

You roll your eyes, “I hate you all,”

“Well, we love you!” Misha shouts.

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*Puyi changed the subject to: Geri wtf!*

*Puyi added Geri*
*Puyi added Leo*
*Puyi added Xavi*
*Puyi added Busi*
*Puyi added Jordi*
*Puyi added Marc*

💬 Geri: what did I do now??
💬 Geri: I didn’t even speak to any press Puyi what even!

💬 Xavi: Puyi.. what happened??

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anonymous asked:

As long as the wait has been, all these pics of Nikolaj looking hot af make it a bit more tolerable. I look forward to Nik's post 7x07 interviews the most though. The poor guy wants Jaime to gtfo out of KL as much as we do, if not more. Hopefully, this is Jaime's season and the writers do him justice.

Those pics have been the death and revival of me both at the same time, which was pretty much the most curious out-of-body experience of my life. Anyway… I was Jon Snow and I knew nothing about how hot a guy can be. *shakes head*

I am always looking forward to basically any interview, but yeah, I am really curious about his interviews following season 7 finale.

Who can blame him, LOL? Honestly, even for Jaime as a character, the only one who wants him there… I don’t even think Cersei cares past a certain point, at least the moment on he comes with things such as… reason… and… his own motivations… and feelings… and desires… like ugh. How dare he have a mind of his own? 😉

I keep the fingers crossed for this being one of his big seasons. That whole scene of him on the horse for “Joust-en We Have a Problem” from the trailer already gave me some WILD hopes.

The notion I am not so much on-board with is this having to do a character “justice” tbh. I hope for Jaime having a good season, and I hope that we finally move out of the delay pattern, but if I were to say that I hope that they “finally do him justice” would, by implication, mean that they haven’t done so before, and that is something I cannot sign up to because we yet have to see how the next season pans out. It may well be that once we see the breakup and all those other things, we will get a better understanding as to why the producers had him on delay-pattern the way they were. So long all of that pans out satisfactorily, I will be the last one to complain.

So yeah, I do hope that this finally happens by the end of season 7 so that we can move into season 8 for all of that JB awkwardness and lurve and lurve-y awkwardness that I am craving since forever.


So many headcanons.

So many opportunities.

So little time.



Originally posted by wackygoofball

Originally posted by wackygoofball

Originally posted by wackygoofball

Sick As A Cat

Since my other little fic seemed to be kinda popular, I made a little follow up to it. Sequel to this. Enjoy! I’m Miraculous Trash

“Ugh, this is just too unbearable Alya!” moaned Marinette to her friend as they made their way home from school.

“I don’t see why you’re complaining,” commented Alya. “You’ve already had the flu, the worst is over for you. In fact, I’m pretty sure you’re the one who spread the thing.”

“Oh yeah? Well if that’s true how come you’re not sick then?”

“Girl, please. My family is huge, I’m practically immune to germs. No flu would dare try and get close to me.”

“Fair enough,” said Marinette with a sigh. “At least I have you, but Adrien hasn’t been at school all week!”

“I know it’s a shame,” mocked Alya as she checked her phone. “You might actually pay attention in class.”

“Oh ha ha, very funny,” said Marinette, rolling her eyes. “But it’s not just about not seeing him. When I had the flu, I was miserable. But I at least had my mom and dad to take care of me, I feel like Adrien doesn’t really have that.”

She failed to mention she also had Chat Noir looking after her, spoon feeding her soup and fluffing her pillows, but she had chalked the whole ordeal up to a fever dream. She hadn’t asked Tikki about it and Tikki hadn’t brought it up.

Alya’s face lightened at her friend’s sincerity. “Ah girl, that’s too sweet,” she said. “Ya know, I bet he’d really love some of your famous homemade chicken soup. Especially with that fancy sweet bread.”

“You’re right Alya!” said Marinette happily. “I’m gonna go home and get started. You’re the best!”

She shot off like a rocket towards her house, utterly determined. Alya couldn’t help but laugh. “Save me some of the sweet bread!” she shouted after her. “It was my idea, and you know it’s my favorite!”


“Oh Tikki, it’s perfect!” mused Marinette as she looked at her finished creation. She had truly outdone herself. In addition to making her famous soup and her mother’s signature sweet bread, she had packed the whole thing into personalized basket she had designed herself. She carefully wrapped the food so it would stay warm, and then decorated that packaging as well.

“I gotta say, Marinette, it looks as good as it smells!” chimed in Tikki. “And if it tastes half as good, it’ll probably be the best thing he’s ever eaten.”

She couldn’t help but blush. “Oh, no way. I mean he probably eats at super fancy restaurants all the time, I mean this is just something small, I mean-.”

“Marinette, stop! He’s gonna love it!”

Marinette was undoubtedly a hyperactive mixture of excitement and nerves.  Tikki made sure that she signed her name and placed it visibly in the basket so the past would not be repeating itself. She gathered her creation in her arms and prepared to venture towards Adrien’s house. She had one foot out the door when suddenly-

“Where’s Ladybug?!” cried a panicked citizen as it ran past the bakery, several more following. Marinette managed to stop one to ask what all the fuss was about, apparently a disgruntled city hall employee was wreaking havoc, something about sucking the fun out of everything.

Great. The last thing she needed right now was an akuma attack. Hopefully, Chat Noir was already on the scene and the whole ordeal would be over quickly.

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Let Me Sign *requested*

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: Depressing. I even teared up a little while writing this lol don’t judge me.

Words: 1,300

“Daryl? Where are you going?” You asked running over to him. You saw him attach a gun to his bike and mount it in a hurry. “I gotta go, there’s somethin’ I need to do.” Daryl answered in a low voice. “Is this about Denise?” You asked and he didn’t didn’t answer. You wiped the bangs out of his eyes. “I know you cared about her, we all did and we will figure this out as a team. You can’t leave without a plan.” You pleaded. “Nah, I gotta do this on my own.” Daryl said shaking his head and starting up his bike. “Please, don’t do this..” Your voice cracked, making him face you again. “I love you.” He said softly. He cupped your face and kissed you with such passion that your heart clenched in your chest. He pulled back after a few moments and looked at you as if he was memorizing every part of your face. That kiss felt a goodbye.

Before you new it Daryl took off without another word. “Don’t go! I love you! Daryl!” He heard your voice fade, as he sped up faster and faster. He knew if he looked back he wouldn’t be able to leave you. Your knees went weak and you felt like you were going to collapse. “He’ll come back, he always does.” Maggie said, putting her hand on your back. “Come on, come home with me until he gets back.” She told you with a small smile, taking your hand.


“I just wish he would’ve let me know that he was going to leave in advance. He was about to go without even telling me.. If I didn’t say anything, he would have left.” You said, holding a cup of tea in your hands. “I know, he should have told you and he should have waited until we figured this out. But that’s just the way Daryl is.” Maggie said and you slowly nodded.

Suddenly Maggie fell to the floor, holding her stomach, screaming out in agony. “Maggie?! Are you ok?!” You said rushing over to her. “I think somethings wrong with the baby.” She said breathing heavily. “We need to get you to the Hilltop right now.” You said worriedly. “Can you stand up?” You asked and Maggie shook her head. “Don’t move I’m going to get Rick.” You told her and ran as fast as you could towards Ricks house. You saw him talking to Gabriel and quickly interrupted their conversation. “It’s Maggie, she’s in a lot of pain. She thinks there might be a problem with the baby.” You told Rick and he immediately followed you back to her. When you entered the house you saw Maggie still on the floor lying on her side, taking shallow breaths.

Once Maggie and all the others were settled in the RV you put a blanket over Maggie and held her hand securely in yours. “You’re going to be ok and so is the baby.” You told her, even though you didn’t fully believe your own words. Every once in a while Rick turned around in his seat checking on her. “Make sure you keep her awake. Keep talking to her.” Rick instructed you.


The group was driving around for what felt like hours, trying to get to the Hilltop. The Saviors seemed to be on every roadway, stopping the RV and making it impossible to get by. The amount of Saviors grew larger and larger. “They have all the roads blocked that lead to Hilltop.” Rick said, stopping the RV. “We could try carrying her there. She needs help now.” You said and Rick nodded. Eugene ended up taking the RV in order to throw the Saviors off guard, while the rest of the group walked, carrying Maggie on a small stretcher.

“We can do this. It’s only another mile away.” Rick said encouraging everyone to keep moving. Your arms felt like noodles as you held up your corner of the stretcher with everything you had. “Is that whistling?” You thought to yourself, before you were enveloped by a huge group of Saviors. “On your knees. Now!” A man commanded the group. Once you were on your knees you noticed Daryl kneeling across from you. He was white as a sheet, with blood seeping through his shirt. Your eyes stayed locked on each other, until you heard a voice say.. “Hi, I’m Negan.”


“I’ve got an idea.” Negan said chuckling, pointing his bat at each one of you. “Eenie meenie miney mo catch a tiger by his toe. If he hollers.. let him go. My mother told me to pick the very best one and you are it.” Negan said standing in front of Abraham. Anybody moves, anybody says anything, cut the boy’s other eye out and feed it to his father, and then we’ll start.

You can breathe.

You can blink.

You can cry.

Hell, you’re all gonna be doing that.” Negan said with a grin on his face. He swung his bat and hit Abraham with a huge amount of force. “Oh! Look at that! Taking it like a champ!” Negan said. All you heard was thuds and echoes of the bat making contact. Swarms of screams and sobs filled your ears, your vision went blurry. “You guys, look at my dirty girl! Sweetheart Lay your eyes on this.” Negan told Rosita. “Were you.. Were you together? That sucks. But if you were, you should know there was a reason for all this. Red.. and hell, he was, is, and will ever be red.

He just took one or six or seven for the team! So take a damn look!” Negan yelled in her face.

Daryl had enough, quickly standing up and punching Negan across the face. Hard. His men grabbed Daryl and pushed him to the floor and tears fell freely from your eyes now. “Please.. No god.. please don’t take him.. please don’t take him..” You whispered. There was only one word to describe what you were feeling right now and that was numb. “That? Oh, my! That is a no-no. The whole thing, not one bit of that shit flies here.” Negan said angrily. “Do you want me to do it? Right here.” One of his men asked, holding Daryl down. “No.” Negan answered. “No, you don’t kill them not until you try a little. And anyway that’s not how it works. Now, I already told you people, first one’s free, then - what’d I say? I said I would shut that shit down! No exceptions. Now, I don’t know what kind of lying assholes you’ve been dealing with but I’m a man of my word. First impressions are important. I need you to know me.

So back to it.”

Negan swung at your head as hard as he could. You fell backwards and started to lean up again. “No! (Y/N)! No!” Daryl sobbed, trying to get out of the strong grasp. You tasted blood in your mouth, but didn’t feel any pain. You tried to say something, but you were gurgling over your words. “It seems like you’re trying to speak, but you just took a hell of a hit.” Negan said surprised.

“Daryl, I’ll find you.” You barely managed to get out. “Oh..Oh, hell. I can see this is hard on you guys.” Negan said looking around, seeing everyone cry and shake. “I am sorry. I truly am. But I did say it.. No exceptions!” Negan shouted and continued to hit you over and over. “I’m just getting started.” Negan growled as he kept smashing his bat into you.


“You could of prevented it, another person didn’t need to get hurt, she’s dead all because of you.” Negan whispered into Daryl’s ear as he continued to sob, screaming your name. “Just let that sink in.”

Standing there by a broken tree
Her hands are all twisted, she was pointing at me
I was damned by the light, coming out of her eyes
She spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
She said walk on over here to the bitter shade
I will wrap you in my arms and you’ll know that you’re saved
Let me sign
Let me sign

I was out for a drink in a soho bar
The air was smoked out liked a cheap cigar
She rose out of her seat like a painted ghost
She was the woman that I wanted the most
As she reached for my arm I gave her my hand
I said ‘Lay me down easy let me understand’
Let me sign,
Let sign,
Can’t fight the devil so just let me sign.

As I walked through the door she was still in my head
As I entered the room she was laid there in bed
She reached out for me all twisted in black
I was on my way down, never coming back
Let me sign, let me sign, can’t fight the devil so just let me sign.
Let me sign, let me sign, can’t fight the devil so just let me sign.

Hope you guys enjoyed! Please comment & let me know if you liked it!

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Handwritten Numbers

Pairing: Steve / Reader

A/N: I don’t know, I just came up with it last night when I should have been asleep lol…hopefully you like it? And sorry if there are any mistakes, because I know there probably are a few.

Warnings: None

Word Count:1,064

Originally posted by prtypooper

You were beyond tired but had no motivation to stop until getting a job.

It’s been a week since you moved into the busy city, and you now understood why they called it “the city that never sleeps.” You felt like you haven’t slept properly in three days because for three days straight you’ve just been applying and interviewing for a job. Any job.

You actually thought it was fun. Well, what was fun was running around town all day, learning the streets and how to use to the subway and just seeing everything. What wasn’t fun was all the: “the general manager will look this over and if you have what we need we will call you.” You heard that so many times you were starting to think everyone was hiring but no one was actually hiring.

You sighed and moved down the steps with everyone else. You were going to use the subway again and apply for some more jobs.

You liked using the subway. Even though, it was always crowded and busy, you could also see people playing music for money, singing, and sometimes even dancing. You didn’t get to enjoy a person who was strumming their guitar and singing when the train came to a stop. A flood of people came out of the train and then you and everyone else boarded.

You were one of the last people to board and the doors almost closed on a guy when he squeezed in and stood next to you and another person. Your eyes briefly flickered over him, he was quite muscular, you could tell even though he was in casual clothes.

The guy was taller than you, and was wearing a cap, but you could still see the glasses he was wearing. You were so busy checking him out, you didn’t realize your phone was buzzing in your pocket. You immediately blushed and fumbled for your phone before pressing it to your ear.

“Hello?” You asked before your eyes widened and you stood more alert. The guy shifted, his eyes flickering to you.

“Hello, is this Y/N?” A woman’s voice sounded and you nodded your head.

“Yes, this is she.” You said flickered your gaze around the crowded train, it seemed like no one was paying attention.

“This is Stark Industries,” that was one of the first places you applied to. “And we’ve just been able to look over your application.” She continued you and you bit your lip expecting the worst. Expecting the rejection. “And we would like to interview with you, could you come in tomorrow?” She asked and you perked up a smile forming on your lips.

“Tomorrow?” You asked. “Sure, what time would you like me to come in?” You questioned.

“Is nine fine with you?” She replied and you nodded your head even though she couldn’t see you.

“Yes, yes nine is fine.” Your smile grew.

“Okay, thank you. And if you couldn’t come in tomorrow for any reason, can you call us and notify us?” She asked and your eyes widened when she began to list numbers that you would need to call in case. You fumbled with a pen from your purse and without hesitating grabbed someone’s hand and immediately wrote down the number before repeating it to the woman to confirm.

“Okay, thank you.” You said still holding the person’s hand.

“Have a nice day, goodbye.” And then the call ended and you realized what just happened. Your eyes widened as you saw your handwriting on a stranger’s hand. You looked up apologizing profusely to see it was the guy you were checking out earlier.

“I am so sorry!” You apologized but the guy smiled shaking his head as his blue eyes sparkled.

“It’s okay.” And then you finally recognized who he was. Your eyes widened and you felt more embarrassed.

“I- you’re Steve,” you whispered and his eyebrows raised like he was shocked that you knew.

“Steve?” He questioned with a smile, “I usually get Captain America.” He smirked and your blush darkened.

“Oh sorry, do you prefer Captain America?” You asked and then let go of his hand when you noticed you were still holding it. He chuckled softly.

“No, Steve’s fine.”

“Well sorry again about writing on you.” You mumbled giving him a sheepish smile. “I didn’t have paper-”

“-And I was the next best thing?” He teased causing you to roll your eyes but laugh softly.

“Maybe. I mean, at least it wasn’t sharpie or something. The pen should wash off,” you smiled and his smirk grew.

“Should? Are you not positive?” He asked and you shrugged smiling more.

“I don’t know, I usually write on paper or other people’s hands. I haven’t written on myself with this pen yet.” Steve laughed.

“Okay then, I take it back. It’s not fine.” He joked.

“No take backsies.” You immediately retorted and his eyebrows rose again as your blush reappeared.

“Well, then you’ll have to repay me.” He said looking at you with a smug grin. He and you were now standing closer to each other.

“That depends, what do you want?” You asked tilting your head.

He hummed for a second, seeming to hesitate for a split second. “How about you let me take you out for coffee?”

You felt a smile dance on your lips and you nudge him gently. “Well technically, if you take me out- I’m not repaying you if you paid.” You laughed and his eyes sparkled a little more as his grin grew.

“Well then you can repay me by writing your number on my hand, you’ve already written a company’s one.” He chuckled and you rolled your eyes but clicked the pen again. You grabbed his hand, bringing it closer to you, and wrote your number on his hand.

“There,” you hummed in satisfaction and let go of his hand again. “Now you have my number.” He smiled and the train came to a stop, your stop. The door’s slid open and you, stepped off, before turning back around to look at Steve.

“Coffee, tomorrow night at seven?” He asked after the people boarded on. You smirked and raised your hand, motioning a phone, and bringing it to your ear.

“Call me,” You giggled and he smiled as the door shut and the train took off.

You definitely loved using the subway.