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A/N: This piece is very long and has taken me a long time to write for several reasons. But I hope this is what these lovely people hoped for when they sent in their requests (x x x)! Love you all and I hope you have a great day :)

Harry had always been in awe of you.  

From the moment he had you in his life, his heart had been filled with your gentle compassion. He had admired your instinctive kindness, personally witnessing the way you’d give a piece of your heart to everyone in your life. “Being kind is all that I can give” he’d hear you say and it breaks him just a little when he watches your smile falter for a fraction of a second, before you arch your eyes and nod your head slightly towards him in reassurance. You’re doing it again, he gathers, putting up a front to satisfy the people around you. Making sure they remained lost in their pursuit of happiness while you’re left alone to pick up your own shattered pieces.

Harry had regretted that night the most. The first, of many, where your heart felt particularly heavy as you smiled and whispered “I’m fine” to his concerned eyes. The silk of your dress clumped at your shoulders as you walked away from him then, away from a night of celebrating your recent promotion at work and into a cab to nurse your friend that had gulped too much tequila to shove away his own misfortunate thoughts.

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oh wOW I DIDN’T EXPECT FOR PEOPLE TO LIKE THE FIRST BATCH SO MUCH???? plus I love making these so I really wanted to make more so here we go:

  • Dick is afraid of downwards escalators. This came from him getting his cape stuck while going for a step and getting stuck. It was only for a few seconds but he may as well be scarred for life. He’ll only ride them if Bruce is there.
  •  For some reason, doctors actually have to give Bruce twice as much anesthetic during operations. This can only go as well as you might expect, with him acting drunk for ages until it wears off. This is a lot of fun for his friends, however. Barbra makes sure she’s recording at all times and insists on taking him to parties everywhere to watch him go crazy, “hhEEYYY, THIS BUILDING IS SO… big” “that’s your company building Bruce”. He insists on laying with Alfred like he’s five and constantly gives him hugs (he called him dad once.) The first time he saw Dick he started to cry and kept saying “my beautiful baby son. look at u. my child.” until he saw a picture of Joker. Everyone lost it once he started drunk-hitting on the picture and uses the video they took of it as blackmail. 
  • Barbra takes Dick shopping with her because he gives the best fashion advice. “GURL, THAT DRESS IS SO YOU!” “Honey this isn’t your color” She jokingly calls him Randy, after the show they watch together (Say Yes to the Dress) because of his godly advice.
  • If you’re anywhere near Wayne Manor on April Fool’s Day, r u n. There is an ever-going prank war going on for the next 24 hours and it’s dangerous.
  • Also, bat/bird puns???? All day. Every day. It could be the absolute worst thing you’ve ever heard but both of them die at each one. “Look, those crooks are ROBIN’ the bank again!” “Bat they might be armed, it’s too dangerous!” You could hardly believe how they manage to do their jobs.
  • Try to play any Queen song near the batfam. They all instantly explode into song and go the whole way through. They have the parts picked out already, too. “Toxic” is also a popular one.
  • Joker cries over fandoms with Harley at least once a week. They live for the sweet discourse in almost any fandom imaginable. Cartoon, music, movies… their lives are ruined.
  • Every villain in Gotham would fight Batman at every possible chance, but they won’t lay a finger on Robin. Not only will Batman beat the crap out of them if they do, Robin is buds with almost anyone and they enjoy his company too much to actually harm him. They turn into stormtroopers and miss every single shot on purpose if Robin’s too close.
  • Joker constantly imagines himself inside of dramatic music videos and acts them all out in real life.
  •  When Bruce gets sick his voice does a complete 180 and he sounds like a chipmunk. He tries not to go and fight crime like this since it’s possible his opponent with die laughing before any one of strikes does the job.
  • Bruce will only plant a kiss on Dick’s head if, and only if, he’s sleeping. He’s not yet comfortable to do it while he’s awake and tries to keep it secret, but Alfred sees all. One night, right when Dick is about to fall asleep, Alfred whispers, “Don’t worry, master Bruce, I’m sure you’ll make his year.” Bruce isn’t afraid anymore.
  • Bruce insists on taking Robin to every party he gets invited to just to brag about him to his friends. He is hellbent on the fact that no child could ever surpass Dick, and even if one could he could always beat them in a fight to the death anyway so it doesn’t even matter.
  • Bruce and Dick often reenact the “when mom isn’t home” (saxophone guy and his kid) video. Dick broke the oven door going on three times now.
  • When the batfam can’t decide on what to do they always resort to “Don’t Laugh” challenge. Alfred is the reining champion. Barbra usually comes close, but ends up failing listening to the others desperately making noises to hide their laughter. Dick never gets past the first video as he’s just too happy all the time, and surprisingly neither does Bruce. Something about the whole situation just makes his willpower melt away and turns him and Dick into giggly maniacs. 
  • Bruce calls Dick a bunch of pet names whenever he cries. “Baby Bird”, “Red Robin” and of course “Boy Wonder” work the best. Dick has names for Bruce too, such as “Batty”, “Masked Millionaire” and “Murciélago”.
  • Robin is at the top of his Spanish class.
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Originally posted by heavenly-minds

pairing: kim taehyung x reader
genre/warnings: smut, explicit descriptions of sex, fingering, oral, dirty talk
words: 7,960
summary: where you meet the gaze of an incredibly attractive red head at a music bar and one thing leads to another…

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anonymous asked:

Could you write some more supercorp? Just any supercorp? :) how about a jealousy fic where either kara or lena are jealous? And we could throw in some - I wasn't sure if you were going to assassinate me but I'm glad you didn't because I fell in love with you anyway... I'm really bad at this, sorry :D. I would be happy about any story if you have the time :) :) You are amazing, just like in general. I love your writing, delicately crafted and heart-wrenchingly beautiful!

“what on earth is this? and it must be from earth because this, this in front of me?” kara wiggles her finger slightly, somehow encompassing the entirety of the scene in front of her. “this is some earth bull crud.”

“bull crud?”

“don’t change the topic, lena! what is going on here?”

lena narrows her eyes for a moment, before a small annoyingly smug smile crosses her lips. her really nice lips. kara has to focus on something else. not her lips.

“supergirl, are you jealous?”


“you’re jealous i got rescued by the guardian.”

“NO.” kara crosses her arms. to prove it, she turns to james and smiles. “thanks for rescuing her by the way, ja- guardian.” the guardian sets lena carefully on the ground and makes a very purposeful thumbs up before taking off around the corner. kara watches through the wall as he jumps into a van and takes off his helmet. if he’s going to be any kind of hero, kara should probably give him some lessons on disguises. sure she has some issues with secrets but at least she waits until she’s hidden before putting on her kara disguise.


“i can take you home, if you want,” kara offers. she doesn’t look right at lena because for some reason her insides are all twisty and uncomfortable. “or to the office.”

“supergirl…” kara folds her arms over her chest. lena sighs. “my office. please.”

normally, she would take her time flying lena anywhere. she likes to show her the city and let lena enjoy flying. today, she just wants to leave.

“is everything okay?” lena asks, and she steps in front of her mirror to pat down her hair. “supergirl?” she calls.

kara can still hear her, and the slight trace of hurt, even from several blocks away.


“hi kara, it’s lena. i was just wondering if we were still on for dinner tonight. there’s this new restaurant-”

kara presses the off button on the recording grumpily as she paces her living room. she is supposed to meet lena in, she checks her watch, seven minutes and she’s still not sure whether she’s going to go. she has no good reason not to except that her stomach still feels….weird.

people use that as an excuse all the time though, and it makes her stomach feel worse but she types out a message to lena and sends it.

-be there in five, comes lena’s reply and kara stares down at her phone with slowly dawning horror.

lena is coming to her home, where she is in fact not sick or ill or barely clinging to life as she may have implied in her message.

“i see you meant to join me tonight after all,” she says sweetly from the front door which, yeah, alex may be right in saying she should start locking that. “nice dress.”

“oh, uh, thank you.” kara glances down at the dress and flushes. it was the seventh one she had tried on, she’d been as nervous about this as she had with adam or james or- oh no.

“you don’t look sick,” lena says. “if you wanted to stay in tonight that’s all you had to say.”


“unless you didn’t want to hang out at all.” lena rolls her eyes to the ceiling, shakes her head. “i’m sorry, how foolish of me. i’ll go-”

“no, no stay.” kara zips to the door, blocks it with her body. “you can stay.” she thinks she’s misreading the way lena is staring at her: a little bit amazed, a little bit in awe, and smug. mostly smug. which makes very little sense but lena makes everything senseless. or she makes kara senseless. kara doesn’t know which, because she doesn’t have the sense to figure it out.

“thank you. you can stop blocking the way, i know when i’m beaten,” lena says, and she places her handbag on the bench. “shall we order in?”

“yes. but no seafood, right?”

“that’s right.” lena looks surprised. “i’m allergic, how did you know?”

kara frowns. “you mentioned it last time we went out.”

“well now i know if i see any around that it’s no honest mistake but an assassination attempt.”

“why would i try to assassinate you?”

“who needs a reason?” lena laughs. “are you sure you’re feeling up to this? you don’t look very well.”

“i’m fine,” kara tells her. “are you alright? i heard you got saved by the guardian.”

“yeah.” she shrugs. seems to glance sideways to kara but why she would do that kara has no idea. “he was alright but supergirl catches me far more neatly. i have a bruise.”


“it’s alright, I’ll just make sure to never get into trouble without supergirl in the future.”

“good idea.” kara nods, the knot in her stomach dissolving. “good. yeah. she’s great, you do that.”

wataroudesiderus  asked:

Do you think it's a bad thing that the community seems to favor one set of characters in Undertale over others? Sans and Papyrus being small to Undertales plot seemed to have a majority of content dedicated soley to just then. While this isn't always true and people like you have shown a importance on other characters it seems people forgot what made the game great, the vast and great supporting characters. I'd like to know you opinion, you may think this isn't even a concern or existing problem

Well sans and papyrus ARE a big part of the game since they padticipate in all the memorable moments of the game itself.

Sans is my favorite character, he actually moves the plot forwards so it just makes sense that people would pay more attention to him.

This doesn’t have to affect your vision on a character. You shouldn’t even care what the fandom does to the character and much less set your own opinion of them based on what the fandom does.

Pretty sure all the people out there tjat “don’t like sans” it’s onky because “the fandomruined it for them” or mistakenly call him an “overrated character” when he’s ANYTHING but overrated. He is OVERUSED, yes, but this has kothing to do with how likeable his character is and his importance in game.

His character design is brilliant, and I like it much more tham other characters.

But this is why I play undertale oftenly, maybe once a month, or more times. Because that reminds me of all the great moment I had with other characters as well. When papyrus jumped out the window, when toriel huged me in the ruins, when I cooked with undyne, when I danced with mettaton, when I dated alphys, when asgore destroyed the button, when I pet the lesser dog until he went to no dog has ever gone before, when asgore broke the mercy button, when i fought omega flowey, when i hug asriel… and more

I treasure and appreciate all these moments and remind me of how incredibly creative and awesome the other characters are. I’m glad I decided to show that in season 2. Regardless of sams being there or not, even if he had been there the entire season, I’d have still focused on other characters because they are just as amazing to me.

I wish people would rememner that more oftenly, even if you didnt play the game… you at least watched a gameplay and liked it right? And sans wasn’t the only reason of why you liked it.

So with glitchtale, I try to keep the characters as close to the game as possible and right now I’m trying to give them all a spotlight to shine, so I can show how awesome their ORIGINAL designs and personalities are. The same thing that made me love this game in the first place

anonymous asked:

I'm so sorry for bothering you but I am so afraid. I feel like i've set myself up for a major disappointment with Jonsa. With the leaks being accurate and Jon leaving Winterfell so soon meaning no interaction with Sansa after episode 2, an onslaught of attacks and even that recent pic of a cold af Sansa (she should at least be a bit emotional) etc. i feel as if I Probably was delusional or misinterpreting. You're someone i admire and all, so can ya help out a fellow depressed shipper?

Going to say this real quick, before my answer, if anyone has anything to add I highly suggest and support you do! 

*Disclaimer: While I do have proof in what I have voiced here, it is an opinion of sorts, or a suggestion/thought/implication, meaning I could be entirely wrong. Please do not take this as evidence that Jonsa will happen, because we don’t know what will happen. I don’t want y’all to get your hopes up because of meta such as this. However, thank you for reading and getting excited alongside me!*

Hey anon, you’re definitely not bothering me and don’t feel bad (Get ready, because this is long as hell). I think we all set ourselves up for disappointment for hoping a relationship as great as Jon and Sansa might come true. I myself and still coming to terms with it, because it wasn’t an accident, I feel like D&D purposely did this and it’s only getting worse this season- and it’s only the first episode. We have Soap and Drama directors looking at these scene’s in both confusion and understanding because it does come across romantic. 

And honestly, while a great deal of spoilers were correct, the context was completely wrong. We only have scenes, not dialog and what truly happens. We were told Jon would embarrass and yell at Sansa in front of the Lords and that would only drive them apart, but you know what we got instead? A small argument and immediately thereafter Sansa praising Jon for being a great King, telling him he is the furthest from Joffrey (look at @kitten1618x post about heir conversation and what it means, that should help sooth you)  she has ever met (Her first romantic option was an arsehole, all of them are, and they’re supposed to be knights- well guess who is there beside her right now that is ‘brave, gentle, and strong’, the furthest from Joffrey- he’s being compared to her last love interest. You don’t do that to brothers, sorry). 

When he tries to keep his distance from her she grabs is hand, again, and they focus on it like in season six. That’s not a coincidence. While Jon is still having a hard time trusting her, we can see Sansa reaching out and trying to help him despite that. And then there’s the distance he keeps from her, refusing to look at her, not wanting to touch her, the look he gives her when she does touch him and hold onto him? He looks both nervous and concerned- kind of scared or sick. 

I have a simple response to that. Jon’s already in love with her (Refer to this meta for a better introduction to that and how it works, lmao). Last season we saw him trying to dissect her, figure her out, and on the last episode it all seems to crash down on him. 

Originally posted by greengableslover

Originally posted by daughterofwinterfell

Sansa is not only the girl who left her tower, per say, she’s fighting to get it back. She is both aggressive, head strong, but intelligent. She also keeps her skirts/silks (lmao, this is important because he wanted his last lover in a dress just like hers), both Stark colored and Tully, and we have Blackfish compare her to Cat while many compare Jon to Ned- both in looks and attitude- we know Jon likes softer woman who keep their strength alongside them, and that’s exactly what she’s become, ‘lovely, lonely, lethal’ and has the appearance he is most attracted to. So this season he’s suddenly cold towards her despite wanting to protect her last season, claiming he wouldn’t let anyone touch her again, he fucking promised and asked Mel not to bring him back if he failed, because that meant Sansa would be dead and he broke his promise to her. 

That’s the intentions of a knight, a man who wishes to protect his princess and keep her from harm. They went through so much together already, their heated arguments, returning to Winterfell, sharing each other’s emotions while still learning who they are to each other? 

You’re (D&D) telling me after all that he’s cold towards her because she gave her opinion just like everyone else? Not wanting her advice or to touch her, while she is warm and welcoming and finally comfortable around the one man who has treated her with care? 

He’s guilty. 

Not only that but the comparison’s between Jon/Sansa and Cat/Ned have gotten so ridiculously apparent even pure show watchers are questioning what is happening. Not only is her hair much like her mothers, and the color scheme is the exact same between the four, it’s after an argument. Cat and Ned fight over Bran’s age and Sansa and Jon fight over him listening to her (both topics also revolve around a child and his/her maturity)- Ned is literally refusing Cat’s argument in that scene just as Jon is with Sansa. 

Then they show she is also coming across much like Cersei, the juxtaposition between that couple (Jaime/Cersei) and Jon and Sansa happens in the same scene, side by side, and they talk about one another. 

It isn’t a coincidence either that Jon is revealed as her cousin after he kisses her, an intimate moment between the two, it only sets up a great and angsty romance. Because we know but they don’t. (I would also like to mention, in the books, when Stannis asks Jon to take Winterfell and marry Val- he thinks about it, he thinks of having children with this woman, of sharing Winterfell with her, and there is a moment where her hair looks silver- but he denies her for Sansa- because Winterfell belongs to her)

And when he dies in the books, his last thought is of Sansa just like Ned’s was of Cat. Both constantly thought of their sisters (Lyanna/Arya) and how much they missed them and loved them- but when their last moment came their last thought was dedicated to someone else: Cat and Sansa. I truly think we are being led to think of them as a couple, because Sansa went from this:

Originally posted by soapieturner

to this

Originally posted by lyannas-loves

She’s harsher in the first, despite their words finally coming to fruition, and now Sansa is softening towards him.

I think Jon is already entangled in her, but now it’s her turn, and until she figures it all out we’re going to be left stuck in the middle waiting. If and when Jon and D@ny hook up it’s not going to last, that I promise. They are nothing alike, their values are so different now days, and when people call them ice and fire they’re completely and utterly wrong. Because Jon is that, he’s both, which makes him leveled. But D@ny/Dragons, they’re only one, fire, which is never good; take a look at the WW. They’re only one, ice. do you see them doing any good? Nope, nada. 

So just keep that in mind this season. Even if we were wrong we’re not delusional. I promise. If you want more information book-wise and show-wise I suggest reading meta, especially blindspot’s. 

But I’m going to tell you this, canon is not everything, D&D have the ability to ruin all that we want even if they give it to us. So I suggest you just read some wonderful fic, because right now, we’re reigning in that department! 

(Again, if you have anything to add, do it! Let’s make this a stream!)

Also, don’t forget this:

Originally posted by dreamofspring

Originally posted by patchface

and THIS

(He’s just as aggressive I might add, watch the video, they make the same face- Ned put up with LF until he insinuated something gross about Cat, so I can only imagine what LF said about Sansa, because I can’t see him getting angry for any other reason, for Jon to react that way)

Also wanted to add while GRRM isn’t against cliche he has already admitted that Targaryen’s were the reason for their own downfall, and that the incest they fumbled with is exactly why. You can take that as you will. Because as he said, incest was the fall of the Targaryen line- why have the last two get together if that’s the case?

Dom! Vernon

I Hope this is at least remotely close to what you wanted lol. Thank you for requesting this tho! xx

  • OH LoRD here we go.. *drinks holy water*
  • LEts just jump right in alright…
  • Okay! when Vernon is dominate he tends to get a bit cocky (pun intended) js
  • He’ll boldly tell you/ask you things
  • “Does that feel good?”  
  • “Look at me.”      yes sir!
  • EyE COnTaCT
  • the shit is intense af cause he almost never breaks eye contact
  • Spanks you, hard
  • He doesn’t mean to do it as hard as he does but, that’s cause he doesn’t really know his own strength…
  • He’ll also find any chance to grab your ass while your doing it
  • teases tf out of you
  • Alright I said this last time but, imagine him eating you out and your about to cum then he slows down
  • like agonizingly slow.. his tongue won’t be going as fast as it was and he won’t be adding as much pressure
  • he’ll slowly and lightly lick your clit, while making eye contact with you…
  • Might even completely stop and start leaving soft kisses in your inner thighs.
  • Also leaving hickies along the way ofc
  • If you moan his name you’ll be giving him what he wants
  • If you beg on top of that- he’ll chuckle at your desperation then, give you what you want
  • Okay lets talk about how he fucks you while he’s in this bold ass dom state
  • Super fast omfg
  • you’ll wonder how someones hips can move that quick?
  • He’ll also cum quickly
  • but it’s all good cause he can go a couple more rounds
  • Poor you tho, you will defiantly be sore in the morning
  • Hickies/love bites and bruises everywhere
  • OKay so even tho he’s being dom, he still won’t mind you riding him
  • He has a reason for this tho.. he wants to watch your tits bounce
  • Also will grab them while you ride him
  • KING of the lip bite, that’s all you’ll see him doing while you’re on top of him (*see gif above^)
  • And did I talk about when you go down on him?
  • Cause uhh..
  • He’ll be grabbing a fist full of your hair and practically face fucking you
  • I’m sorry lmao
  • He’ll be bucking his hips upwards while pushing your head down
  • jfc man is he a cockly lil shit cause he’ll have a smirk on his face after he’d cum
  • ..Falls asleep with his arm tightly around your waist
Who’s Your Daddy?


/ Part 1 / / Part 2 / / Part 3 / / Part 4 /

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Who’s your Daddy is my religion.,  Who’s your daddy is so good! 😍,  I can’t wait for another part!,  Are you going to make another who your daddy?

Tagged: @yougottalovefandoms  @phan—anime , @ thatblondeemogirl, @waitingfor-captainamerica

Warnings: Swearing, pregnant!reader, daddy!gladers

Summary: The creators sent up a new greenie instead of supplies…they weren’t expecting a girl. And to put the icing on the cake, she’s pregnant with a note rested upon her bulging belly. Once the note is read, and the girl wakes up…all hell will break loose.  Who is she? Why is she there? Who is the father of her baby?

After the meeting was over, the walls have already opened; Thomas and Minho were now currently an hour and a half late for their run. 

“We don’t have much time to waste today, so just shorten the route I gave you this morning, and we’ll figure out what to do about the rest tomorrow. Good that?” Minho instructed, but got silence in return. Turning his head to look behind him, he saw that Thomas was off in his own little world. But, when was he not? 

“Do you think it’s yours?” 

That question threw him off guard a little bit. I mean, sure, they’ve been throwing accusations at each other and ridiculous scenarios since this morning; but not one of them had actually asked. Minho stopped in his tracks, running a hand through his hair while he thought about it. 

“I don’t know, man. To be honest, I hope not. And I hope it’s not yours either.”

“What?” Thomas squints, somehow feeling very offended at his statement. Placing his hands on his hips, he tilts his head to the side. “Why?” 

“Think about it, Thomas. We’re runners. Everyday we risk dying to get out of this hell for everyone else. Why would you want to put a girl you love and your unborn child through that kind of shit? A thought, a slight chance, that you might not come back to them. I don’t want that kind of stuff on my mind when I run, it’ll distract me.” 

“But, wouldn’t that give you more of a reason to come back? I mean, we can both end it all right now, no looking back. I mean, yeah, our friends will miss us, but it’s not as deep as being loved by someone, and the connection you’ve built that’s going to be born-”

“Thomas, where are you going with this?”

Seeing how restless his friend was getting, he shuts up. Shaking his head with a sigh, he decides to dismiss the conversation. “Nowhere. Forget I brought it up.” 

Minho watched as Thomas started up his jog, going in his own direction. His question still lingered in his mind, echoing on the account of it being unanswered. ‘Do you think it’s yours?’ He wasn’t completely honest about him hoping it wasn’t his. Y/n was pretty, and the thought of being the lucky shank to snag her brought a faint smile to his face. But, as quickly as it came, it vanished. 

There’s no way he would be dumb enough to get that close to a girl. At least he hoped not. 

Newt had did his best to show Y/n that everyone in the glade was nothing to be afraid of. Sure, it can be a little overwhelming, but nothing to run and hide over, right? Right. But, this isn’t the case. Y/n is not only a girl, but a pregnant girl. That took unwanted attention to a whole new level. 

For those who didn’t have to work, or were on their breaks, approached the second-in-command. Unwanted hands came at Y/n, poking and rubbing her stomach, bombarding her with questions she couldn’t answer. Newt tried to shoo them off, he even called Alby over, and little Chuck tried helping. But, it finally made the poor girl snap. With whatever ability she had, she managed to escape, running as fast as she could let herself, and toward the ‘safe’ watchtower. 

“Y/n! Wait a minute, I don’t think that’s wise in your condition!” 

Oh, what does he know, she thought. Once she made it to the top, she was able to catch her breath, a gentle hand placed on her stomach to see if everything was fine. Getting a harsh kick back was enough reassurance. The sound of cluttered voices could be heard from below her, all of the boys crowding around the tower, unsure what the next move should be. 

Seeing all the commotion, Gally sprints his way over, standing next to Newt while squinting up. “What’s going on here?”

“[Sigh] These bloody shanks don’t know the meaning of personal space, and ask too many damn questions, it overwhelmed Y/n. So in a panic, she ran all the way over here.” 

“Pregnant girls can run, with those things dragging them down?” 

“Well, as you can see, I guess so.” He gestures up to the towers, watching her peek to make sure they all stayed on the ground. “Love, please, come down! This isn’t safe!” 

“I don’t know about you, but I feel much safer up here than I do down there! I’ll be staying up here from now on, and you all stay away from me with your filthy hands!” 

Groaning, Newt motions for a few of the gardeners to head over to the tower to climb; when one of them were to touch the ladder, a couple rocks struck him on the head. 

“Ow! The hell?” He looks up, only to receive more rocks to rain down onto him and his buddy. “Aye! Stop it!” 

“Y/n, don’t throw rocks! You’re not going to be harmed, I gave you my word!” Newt tried to reason, but the rocks just kept coming, with one hitting him in the head as well. “Ouch!” 

“Hey! Throw one more of those things-!“ Rock to the forehead. “Ow! Alby! Shucking do something!” 

“Calm down! Everyone take a couple large steps away from the tower. Give the lady her space, before you raise her blood pressure any higher than it is now.” 

“How in the hell do you know that?” 

“I’m the leader of you shanks. If anyone knows about ‘raising blood pressure’ it’s me. Now move back.” 

Doing as he says, everyone was a good distance to where the rocks were finally done dropping. They watched as Y/n could finally calm down and sit, possibly leaning against one of the trunks to slow her heart back down. 

“Now what?” Zart asks. 

“Everyone back to work, besides Newt and Gally. This is their problem now.” 

“What?” Gally exclaims, while Newt was already heading toward the ladder. “Alby, I’ve got stuff to do, I don’t have time-!”

“Until her memory returns or that baby is born, you are stuck with her. You want everything to go back to normal, I suggest you start putting in an effort on figuring this klunk out. Good that?” 

With a grunt, Gally stomps behind Newt, getting to the ladder. This was already a pain in the ass, and the baby wasn’t even born yet. Once he’s made it to the top, the scene before him makes his sour mood disappear in a flash. There she laid, passed out from exhaustion and dehydration. 

There’s no telling when her last meal was. 

“Shuck!” He exclaims, quickly crawling the rest of the way, and kneeling by her side. Newt on the opposite side was fanning her as hard as he could, practically blowing on her face. “What the hell happened?!”

“She’s passed out! I-I don’t know what to do, what are you supposed to do when a pregnant girl faints?” He gently lays her head in his lap, fanning her with both hands now. “Go get some water, o-or something she can eat! Hurry!” 

“Why the hell didn’t you say anything when I was still shucking down there?!” He shouts, quickly trying to shimmy down the ladder. 

“I thought she was sleeping!” 

“That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard you say!” 

“Shut your bloody mouth, and just get help!” 

Dating Chen would include

Originally posted by rxxbinc

Kim Jongdae
- The Beagle Line
- You are either the new member or the mother
- Chanyeol and Baekhyun are now your best friends
- S C R E A M I N  G
- You get to hear his screams
- All the time
- Lots of yelling, ur so blessed
- Chen and Xiumin are actually on a date that you are interrupting
- Singing together
- In the car
- At home
- In the shower
- Grocery store
- E v e r y w h e r e
- “Jagiiiiiii”
- “Jagi let me hear you sing”
- “Jongdae please”
- “P L E A S E”
- He loves your voice so much
- You could be terrible but he’s s o s u p p o r t i v e
- You sound like an angel to him
- And he adores your smile so much omg
- He’ll do anything to make you smile bc it makes his heart melt
- This boy will legit embarrass himself just to see you smile
- You’ll never be alone like 98% of the time
- But when you are
- He’s such a tEASE
- But so are you
- You guys play this game of who can hold out the longest
- But it’s your favorite game you already know
- “Jagi can we get a dog”
- “Jongin has a dog”
- “Sehun also has a dog”
- “So like can we get a dog Y/N pLEASE”
- If he doesn’t catch your attention with his koud voice, he’ll just lay on the ground until you notice and give in
- “No it’s fine just leave me here to die”
- The snuggliest
- Honestly he’s the type to lie on top of you and sigh really loud
- For no reason at all
- He’s probably bored
- w i n k
- Tracing hearts on your skin with his fingertips
- Playing with your hair
- And your hands
- Just plain admiring everything about you
- He can’t dance
- At all
-But you get to watch him try
- And it’s so cute
- You guys can have dance parties and dance like complete dorks together aW
- If there’s something wrong, he’ll confront it
- He’s not the type to just let things sit
- “Y/n let’s talk things out p l  e a s e”
- “I’m sORRY”
- He legit will not leave you alone until everything is resolved
- And you just can’t stay mad at him tbh
- So understanding oml
- He just wants you to be happy

Fragments - Part 5

Word Count: 5002

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Canon typical violence, canon divergence

A/N: Feedback and constructive criticism are always welcome. Unedited. Mistakes are all mine. If you’d like to be tagged, you can add yourself Here

Fragments Masterlist

Ever since the night Cas told you parts of your soul were gone, you’d withdrawn from everyone. Dean hadn’t pushed you, even though you could tell he desperately wanted you to open up to him about whatever it was you were feeling. The absolute truth of it was, you weren’t sure what it was you were feeling. It was all so overwhelming; being thrust back into a world you knew nothing about.

Sam was right, you were good at research. You’d spent most days holed up in your room with your laptop relearning how to be a hunter. When night fell, you’d wait until you were sure everyone was asleep or at the very least in their own rooms and creep out into the library to read more lore. You fully invested yourself in it. You wanted to be a hunter again.

“Y/N?” Cas’ figure cast a shadow in the library and you lifted your head from your research, giving him a half smile. “Are you alright?”

“No.” You whispered, mostly to yourself. Cas was there instantly, sitting next to you and resting his hand on top of yours. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

Cas smiled and laced his fingers with yours. “Well, first and foremost, we were great friends. You understood me in a way nobody else ever did. You read people…and angels…well. I don’t know if that’s something you’ve noticed.” You nodded and huffed a laugh. “Second, I promised your father once that I’d look out for you. I failed once. I don’t intend to do it again.”

“Failed me how?” You questioned. “A lot of people feel like they failed me. People die. You can’t prevent it. It just happens.”

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Headcanons: Avengers Reacting to You Being On Your Period

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Some headcanons on the Avengers + Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson, reacting to you being on your period, Angie can add more if she feels like it. If I missed anything please let me know and I’ll add it. - Ro (Kind of inspired by @dreamofkaz reblog comment of my period request)

Headcanons you Dating: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers & Jack Thompson
Headcanons: Reaction to Domestic Abuse *Avengers*
Headcanons: Reaction to Mental Abuse *Avengers*
Headcanons: Reaction to Mental Abuse *Pietro*

  • Wanda instantly knowing when you’re on your period and warning the males beforehand - especially Pietro
  • Tony being on his best behaviour because he knows the fiery wrath of women on her period 
  • Steve being slightly clueless on the matter, although, he does bring you chocolates and excuses you from training
  • Natasha sitting through chick-flicks, instead, of the usual horror nights you have 
  • Clint buying an extra pizza just for you
  • Bucky oddly knowing what’s happening and keeping a safe distance - a warning from Tony that he actually listens to
  • Bruce giving you pain medication/ heat pads - also, he makes the best hot chocolate 
  • Wanda using her power to calm your mind 
  • Tony spending hours inventing various stuff and testing them out on you - much to your dismay, you try out his “gadgets” to help through your period, most are a bust but he created a really cool heat pad that you use 
  • Bucky using his metal hand to rub circular motions on your stomach to relieve the cramps - despite the awkward first time (wow… that sound naughty - Ro) he now is used to you calling for him to help get rid of the cramps
  • Pietro bringing you food 
  • Wanda going out and buying your feminine products if you can’t 
  • Steve singing ‘soft kitty’ because it helps his favourite character Sheldon Cooper get better, so why not you? He makes you laugh more than feel tired
  • Sam always buying ice cream because he likes to sit and watch reality TV with you - you’ve binged watched the Kardashians with him
  • Thor not knowing how to deal with you crying - he finds his bear hugs are a quick solution
  • Clint turning into an overprotective father - making tea and food for you (that’s what my dad does when I start mine - Ro)
  • Being left alone when in a grouchy mood - Bucky joining in, you both usually glare at a wall, in silence with locked jaws
  • ANYONE walking in on you and Bucky glaring at walls usually instantly backtrack out - even Natasha will not provoke that
  • Steve carrying you everywhere because he doesn’t want you to walk
  • Bruce reading you to sleep; any book you’d like
  • Thor cuddling you…always… Jane has been known to join in on some cuddles 
  • You basically give Steve the talk on a women’s biology and he wasn’t AS awkward as you thought he would be
  • Tony being surprisingly sympathetic to you - he’s sent you to Spa weeks; you know it’s so he doesn’t say anything bad round you, so, sending you away is for his benefit, plus your own
  • Sam telling you bad jokes and puns
  • Bucky referring to your period as the “red sea” or “blood week” or Clint’s personal favourite of Bucky’s names “The week in which (Y/N) Vagina literally combusts” 
  • Steve watching movies with you - it’s helping him catch up
  • Wanda and Pietro both cuddling you
  • Clint sneaking in puppies and kittens 
  • Lots of chocolate milkshakes 
  • Scott being the only one who can calm you down from a rage cause he dealt with Molly on many occasions - shocking ALL the Avengers when you instantly calm down at Scott’s reasoning voice

(Snuck a Scott Lang one in there, hopefully, you liked this. Let me know if I should add any, give me some ideas in which I can write headcanons like this, I enjoy writing these randomly - Rosalee: Angie if you think of any, add them in, dude)

Thot Thoughts: Behind the Scenes

Note: From now on I’m going to use the phrase “honey relationships” to differentiate spoiled girlfriend relationships from SB/SD relationships - just for the sake of clarity. I’ll also be using the phrase “honey boyfriend” to differentiate spoiling boyfriends from sugar daddies.

One of the biggest differences between a sugar relationship and a honey relationship is the time that you are “behind the scenes.” What I mean by that is the real time and effort that we expend looking fabulous, maintaining our appearance and health, and doing the personal things we need to do to keep our minds and emotions right. 

As a sugar baby, the time you spend with an SD tends to be limited. Sure, you may have a night out - but how much time do you spend getting ready for it? A few hours doing your hair and makeup, all of the exercise and careful eating you do beforehand to maintain your physique, the careful shopping to find the perfect outfits, shoes, lingerie. It’s a lot!

What an SD sees is your final product: opening night. He doesn’t see what’s behind the curtain. 

Originally posted by lady-seashell

A honey boyfriend has more access to you, and therefore he’s going to see a lot more of those behind the scenes moments. This can cause problems! It can ruin the mystique and excitement. It can take away your magic as the prize that he’s worked so hard to attain. 

So what’s a girl to do when you live with your honey boyfriend or you spend so much time together that him seeing you behind the scenes is inevitable?

How to Make Behind the Scenes an Intimate Experience

1. Channel your inner glamorous goddess. Find yourself some beautiful dressing gowns/robes (on his dime of course)! I personally love kimono style robes because I think they’re flattering on everyone and since they’re floor length, you can literally be completely naked underneath and if you need to run out and grab the newspaper or change the laundry, at least you will look damn good doing it. 

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2. Lounge in style. Girls, I do not know of nor have I ever seen a single woman who did not look bomb in yoga pants and a slouchy, off the shoulder top. Get rid of your ratty around-the-house clothes and get some flattering, sensual lounge clothing. My go-to is The Limited - I really like their Lounge collection. Some athletic wear that’s more designed for yoga and pilates is also great for just hanging around the house, but the booty is poppin’ and your shape is lookin’ lit. 

3. Create a beautiful space where the magic happens. I have a vanity with my perfume, makeup, hair products, and a few pretty little tchotchkes to add decor (an expensive masquerade mask from a fetish event we attended, a small ring and bracelet holder, etc.) Play some sensual music while you get ready - jazz, classical piano, R&B, whatever your jams are. When you sit down to do your makeup and hair, your honey now sees you as not only a beautiful woman, but someone who has let him into your most intimate moments. 

4. Cut the ditz crap when you’re choosing an outfit. Every man I have ever dated has communicated to me the annoyance and frustration of dealing with my indecision in choosing outfits. It’s the equivalent of being in midtown traffic - start, stop, start, stop. Once you choose an outfit, stick to it! 

5. Make your health regimen Insta-worthy. This one requires some commitment, but try not to look crazy when you go to the gym if you know your honey is going to see you before, during or after. Yes, we know you’re there to sweat. But throwing on a pair of diamond studs and just making sure your hair is slicked back so you don’t have those random alfalfa frizzies doesn’t take much time. Having cute activewear is easier than ever because so many companies are entering the market. Some of my favorite coordinated activewear sets are from Old Navy! Just like you’d coordinate your bag and shoes to go to dinner, it doesn’t take much to just make sure your sneakers and headband are the same color - and it makes a huge difference. You go from “average attractive girl at gym” to “sugar baby at gym still looking fly as fuck.”

5. Some things should still remain behind-the-behind-the-scenes. Your bowel movements, hair removal methods, menstrual activities, pimple popping (don’t do it but if you do), face masks, foul smelling hair treatments all need to happen when he’s not around or behind closed doors. Nothing kills the fantasy of a dazzling sugar baby like the stench of a recently blown up bathroom - put that Febreze or Lysol spray within reach at all times. 

Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs

You may need to get creative with when these things happen, but trust me - it’s worth it. As for menstrual activities - I have been using Thinx for several months now and my life has changed infinitely for the better. If you have a light to medium menstrual flow like me, you probably won’t even need to buy tampons or pads anymore! I haven’t for at least six months. 

6. Limit the negative self-talk. You wouldn’t air your insecurities to your sugar daddy. Why? Because you are marketing yourself as someone valuable and worthy of investment. You don’t draw attention to flaws. The tendency and the habit is to share those feelings with your honey, but try to nip that as much as possible. When you harp on that little bit of tummy fat, those stretch marks, and other “flaws” of your physicality, you draw his attention to them. He may not even have noticed them until you pointed them out! Case in point: I am very insecure about my teeth. I have a crooked smile and I always have. I said this in passing once to an ex-boyfriend who was shocked “I never really noticed, I guess I just like that your smile is different.” Mind you, after I brought it up, several times he asked me if I would consider getting braces. He got the boot for other reasons, but you see what I’m saying.

7. Give yourself ample time to get ready and avoid the manic panic. We all know stress is contagious. If you know it takes you two hours to get ready, give yourself two and a half if you can! That way you are relaxing, your man is watching this beautiful transformation, and you’re not running through your house like a bat out of hell trying to get your life together.

*edited because damn I really can’t count lmfao

EXO Demon!AU Reaction to them all being destined to be with one girl

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*Demons can love, but they happen to be more than unlucky, they happen to have lost their hope, yet they still love… love with everything they’ve got* “Maybe… you are what they call hope, we don’t know it… but we’ve heard of it. Maybe you are my salvation… maybe you are the one”


*Some would call him a guardian, some would tell you to stay away, some would say to run away. But he is the one watching you in the distance, no matter how much you insist you want to be close. He’s too scared, scared you’ll end up leaving him too* “That’s the kind of life we demons have, but you are the only thing I can’t lose. I can’t survive it and I’m scared my own lack of luck will push you away”


*He’s the definition of mischief, he’s dangerous, he tempts you, he sneaks at night and watches you sleep. He disappears, makes you miss him while he tries to control his demon side and let you live your normal life. Yet he can’t stay away, the connection between you two is strong* “Even if I’m a demon, do you think I would be able to hurt you? You the one that has proven I have a heart? No matter what I do I can’t stay away and you can’t either. We always come back to each other”


*He would sneak in your dreams, make it seem he’s just an illusion. He would watch you from the shadows yet never show you his face. He would be there but not. He’s a demon, he’s selfish and wants you all by himself but the love is too strong, he knows the’s too dark to be good for you* “Maybe… one day it’ll be possible… maybe one day I won’t be that scary… you want to meet me but are you really sure of what you are wishing? Do you know what my existence means?“


*He would hide it, try to control his dark self. But the bad runs in his veins, he has that reputation at school. Yet he wouldn’t dare to hurt you, even if that means staying away. But he can’t, he can’t just sit and watch other people getting close when you, as strange as it is, are his soulmate* “No one… no one hurts her. Not even you, or me. Got it? She’s the only light a demon can have, she’s the only reason I haven’t fallen deeper in the abyss. She’s my soulmate and I will protect her”


*It’s been centuries, it’s been so long since the last time he was awake. He was reckless, dangerous, feared. The rumor he finally woke up again spread fast, they all fear the chaos may come again. And it might, but there’s a reason for his awakening. Redemption, salvation, you.* “I felt it the moment she arrived to this world, I felt her heart beating just as if it were mine. In all my demon life, this is the first time I felt alive.”


*He’s that kind of boy that gives you chills, his gaze paralyzes you and tells you to run, run fast, run away. But he’s like a magnet too, he’s the mystery you always wanted to solve, he’s the reason you stay awake at night. Just to see him, see how he appears in front of your window taking all the light in his hands and watches you, watches you as if it were the last time he would see you.* “You want to know who I am, what I am. You want to show me that light can be used in many different ways, that the darkness doesn’t scare you. Do you know I love you, me a demon that can’t love? Would you believe it if I walk to your room and let you see me closely?”


*You are drawn to him, you can’t help ti. It’s like being thirsty, like your whole body is thirsty, your soul craves for him. And so is he, he’s feeling, finally feeling. But he’s scared, scared it would be too much to take in, too much for you* “for centuries I haven’t felt a thing, and suddenly this all comes in. It’s too strong, too strong to take it all in. What if… what if in my passion I mess it all? I create the chaos I once did… but this time you get caught in it?”


*He’s a demon… yes he is one and you know. But he is also fighting his demons, literally. Once a demon has found redemption, once a demon has found that hope you give him, you and him become a target. A demon that feels, how could that be? You are a threat in their world, because his need to protect you, his strong love makes him even more dangerous* “I can’t leave your side, I can’t pretend I’m not drawn to you. But my love means you are in danger, my love means chaos. I don’t want that life for you, but is your choice to make… will you accept that we are soulmates?”


*Doing everything in his power to have you is just the beginning. A love that is not supposed to exist, a love that is forbidden. He knows what it means, he knows it could be his end, or the beginning of a new life. He never felt warmth, never felt something similar to the need of his soul for you, never even imagine he would feel a thing at all.* “You changed it all, you changed the definition of demons, you changed the meaning of my life if it ever had one, you changed my existence. Who are you? Who am I? What are we? Soulmates? Even in this hell, there are things worth fighting for. Even after being stuck here for centuries, I can escape. All thanks to you, my love”


*How can it be, that his beautiful existence is also so dark. How can it be that the light you see in his eyes is caused only by you. He had explained a million times and yet you can’t understand how he can be so scared of himself, how he calls himself a dark being. You were never scared, he was always a part of you, and no matter what his nature meant, you were meant to be together. Nothing can change that, nothing will set you apart* “this is the moment I can say that it all was worth the suffering, everything I had encounter during this long life was worth it, because at the end… I could finally find you, my heart.”


*It was be hard, getting close to him. It was dangerous, making him show you his face. It was scary, knowing all the rumors, myths and legends were real. But it never made you run away, you couldn’t. Something inside told you to stay, to help his lonely soul. And the you understood, the reason behind demons’ nature. The lack of affection, the lack of love and light. It’s all because they don’t know what humans do, that there’s always someone for us* “You knew but I didn’t… I wandered on this world for so long without a purpose, questioning why I lived. Until I saw your eyes, it all made sense. Why I was so different from the other creatures in this planet, I didn’t know, I didn’t know someone was meant to be with me”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

Scaredy Cat (Klaus Mikaelson)

I am new to the whole supernatural world thing. I only found out, because I was attacked by a vampire, and I wasn’t able to be compelled. No one knows why. I have no clue what would make me not be compelled since I am adopted. I never knew my real parents, because I was orphaned at a young age. So here I was, in the library of the Salvatore boarding house, watching as Damon and Stefan paced around, reading books. Trying to come up with something. I sat in a chair, unmoving.  

Damon has perceived me as an unknown threat, so I am not to move. How can I be a threat when I have always thought I was a normal human? Not aware of the supernatural world?  

“Could it have been a flaw? Maybe not enough eye contact for the compulsion? I was shaking, and I must have had my eyes closed most of the time, since I was about pass out from blood loss.” I offered up. I had my hands clasped tightly together in my lap, and my legs were bouncing quickly, and I kept fidgeting. Surely Damon’s jokes about killing me, if they didn’t find out what I was, weren’t complete jokes. Elena had filled me in, and had told me about how Damon is. Kill first, ask questions later.

“I said no talking, no moving. That means no shaking.” Damon snarled. I flinched, and I forced to keep back a whimper. I just want to go home. That’s all I want.

“Damon, you’re scaring her. If she is some creature that will kill us all, fear only makes it worse.” Stefan said to his brother. I didn’t mind Stefan. He seemed to control his brother. I admired Stefan, he was strong, smart, but had compassion. If there was something he could do to save someone, he would do it.  

“Maybe I could help?” I said, as I slowly stood up, and in an instant Damon was in front of me, grasped my shoulders tightly, and began shaking me.

“I told you not to move! What are you? Tell us, now!” he said, veins appearing beneath his eyes. I whimpered, and tried to get away. He threw me back against a wall, and I fell into a glass table. Glass pierced my skin, and I cried out. I laid there, crumpled on the floor for a moment, before I scooted myself out of the way. My back hit a wall, and I drew my legs up to my chest. I felt dizzy. No doubt because I hit my head. My shoulder hurts, and I felt blood seep through my shirt. I want to go home.

“Damon! What did you do?” Stefan yelled. He made a move to come towards me, but I shook even more, and whimpered. Not even trying to conceal my fear. I felt my mind wander, and I found myself looking through a veil and I saw hazy shadows, and I heard whispers and wails. Some were scared, some were angry, above all, they were confused. I found myself sucked back into reality, and I paid attention to the brothers hushed whispers.

“He might know something. Surely he’s come across this before.” Stefan said. Who are they talking about?

“Definitely not. He’s satan. Or at least his brother!” Damon said.

“Scaring her didn’t work. Hurting her didn’t work. What else can you do?” Stefan asked.

“Kill her?” Damon offered.

“We’re not killing her. She could be useful.” Stefan said. Is that all I am? A possible asset or enemy? Is that all they see life as?  

“Maybe she’ll regenerate or something.” Damon said.

“No. We’re not killing her. I’m calling Klaus.” Stefan said, and walked away. I felt eyes on me, and I began shaking. Please don’t kill me. That’s all I ask. I stayed huddled in my corner, and I found myself back looking through a veil, and watching the shadows.  

“Can you see us?” a gravely voice asked.

“You look like shadows.” I thought, not wanting to say anything out loud. Who knows, maybe I’m just going crazy, or it will give Damon a reason to kill me.  

“That’s because we are. We’re the Shadows. Not ghosts, not spirits.” the same voice said. This is all too much.

“Stay, please.” a younger voice said. A little girl appeared in front of me.  

“Who is Klaus?” I asked.

“A frightening man, but he won’t kill you. You can trust him with your powers. He’ll protect you. Just stay loyal to him. Stay away from the Salvatore’s.” the girl said.

“What are my powers? I’m just a human.” I voiced through my thoughts. Surely I’m just a schizophrenic.

“You can communicate with the lost. All the souls that were misguided, and never found. With practice, and through trust of us, you will be able to seek information. You’ll be able to communicate with the other side in time, bring people back to life, and take a life with a single touch. You’re a Reaper. Not the kind that you’re thinking of. No. But you’ll get to be powerful, don’t you worry.” the girl said, and then her face, along with the other shadows faded.

I guess I’m a reaper. Whatever that is. I felt eyes on me, and I turned my head, and I saw Damon glowering at me. I stifled a shriek, and I shook violently. Just let me go home. Minutes later, I heard a door open, and two steps of footsteps walked towards this area. One was Stefan, and he had an aged and tired look on his face. The other was an attractive male, with blonde hair, and just looking at him, I could sense he was confident.  

Damon pointed over to me, and I shrunk back, afraid. If Damon hates this person, and Damon is vicious, shouldn’t I be afraid of him too? But the voice I heard. The voice of one of the shadows. Klaus stepped towards me, and I tried to distant myself, but I couldn’t push myself back any farther than I already was.  

Klaus glared at Damon, when he saw my bloodied, injured, and frightened formed, knowing it was him who hurt me. “Leave.” Klaus said. Damon looked like he was about to protest, but Stefan dragged him away, and I relaxed slightly.  

Klaus crouched down to my level, and peered into my eyes. “What’s your name, love?” he said calmly. I diverted my eyes away from him, and looked at the ground.

“Why should I tell you?” I said, my voice hoarse from crying.

“The idiots are right, you can’t be compelled. Come, let me get you out of here.” he said. He moved forwards, and I shook with fear. “I won’t hurt you. Now come on.” he said, and lifted me up into his arms, and I winced when I moved my shoulder. His eyes hardened, and he looked up the stairs sharply.

Everything blurred around me, and a few seconds later I saw that we were outside my apartment door. He opened the door, and tried to step through. He looked like he had trouble, but still managed to get past. When Stefan tried to come in earlier he wasn’t able to.

Klaus set me down on my couch, then went and closed my door. He came back over to me, and sat next to me. “So tell me. What’s your name?” he said again.

“(Y/n).” I whispered.

“That’s a lovely name, now, whatever you tell me, I can tell you honestly that I won’t tell the Salvatore’s. They don’t see sheer talent and strength when they see it.” Klaus said to me.

“Do you already know what I am?” I asked.

“I have a few ideas. Were the brothers able to get past your door?” he asked.

“No. But you were, but you’re a vampire? How is that possible?” I asked.

“I’m stronger than most. I’m one of the original vampires. You’re not able to be compelled that part was obvious.” he said thoughtfully.

“When I was in the corner, it was as if I zoned out. I was looking through a veil. I saw shadows, and I heard their cries and screams. The second time I went, a voice asked me if I could see them, I thought to them, since I didn’t want to talk out loud, and they called themselves the lost. The shadows. A young girl appeared and told me that I could trust you, she said that I will grow powerful.” I said to him. I sat on my hands, looked at the ground, and bit my lip harshly.

“What did she call you?” he asked.

“A reaper.” I whispered. He sucked in a breath, and I looked up at him. He had a faint smile on his face.

“Don’t worry (Y/n). I won’t let any harm come your way. Now let me clean you up. You like you went through a meat grinder.” he said.  

“I feel like it. Let me get my first aid kit, and clothes.” I said, as I went to stand up, but Klaus grabbed my arm.

“No, love. You sit. Where is everything?” He asked.  

“My clothes are in my room, the closed door at the end of that hallway, over there, and my first aid kit is in the bathroom cabinet. Rags and towels are in the bathroom closet.” I told him. He walked around, gathering my belongings, and I sighed. This is all too much. Just two days ago I believed I was completely normal. I had anxiety, but normal. Then I was attacked by a vampire of all things, and found out I am a damn reaper.  

Klaus returned to my side, and began peeling back my shirt. He looked like he was having difficulties, because he was trying not to hurt me or scare me.“I got it.” I said. I pushed his hands away, and I lifted my shirt off, and I placed it on my coffee table. He sucked in a sharp breath when he took in my injuries. All because of one brutal vampire with anger issues. I thought Klaus was supposed to be the vicious one? Surely everyone is mistaken.

He began cleaning away the blood, and I bit my lip harshly to keep from crying out. This all hurts way too much. Tears sprang to my eyes as he ran over my shoulder. “Klaus, it hurts too much. Stop. I’ll just stay bloody.” I said. His eyes flickered to mine, and he had a look of determination on his face.

“(Y/n), love, I have to clean you up. I know you’re in pain, but if I don’t clean you up, you will get an infection. I don’t want my little Reaper to get sick.” Klaus said.

“So I’m just some piece of property now, is that it? If so, I’ll gladly fling myself off of a cliff.” I said, angrily. If I wasn’t badly injured I would have jumped up in a rage. Sadly I couldn’t.  

“No, sweetheart. That’s not it.” Klaus said in a soothing manner. I wanted to believe him, but after the compassionate Stefan only viewed me as a possible asset, and not as a person stung a little bit. Besides, Stefan didn’t even know what I was. Klaus does.

“Then what is? Please do go on.” I muttered. I could tell my attitude was slowly wearing Klaus’ patience down. But after the hell I went through tonight, I believe I have a right. I just want to go to sleep, and possibly throw myself out of my sixth story window.  

“(Y/n), I recognize how powerful you can be. I want to protect you.” he said.

“And put me in a china cabinet until I’m best suited for use?” I snapped. His eyes darkened a shade, and his hand froze from wiping the blood off of me. A second later he regained his composure and continued cleaning me up, moving on to the first aid kit.  

“Any other occasion, yes, yes I would, but not you. I admire your strength. Usually a fragile human would be shaking and crying, but you on the other hand have to courage to speak up. And how would I protect you if you weren’t in my sight all the time?” Klaus said, gently.

“So you really want to protect me?” I asked. He nodded his head.

“Yes, love, I really want to protect you. No I won’t lock you away, I’ll keep you by my side.” he said in a reassuring manner. I looked up into his eyes, and there was no hint of deceit. The one thing I remember of my birth mother was she told me that I had a special gift of knowing when someone was lying. I never believed her of course, but here I am, looking at the face capable of destroying villages, and I know he is telling the truth. I just know it.

“I believe you.” I whispered.  

“As you should. You have a gift of know how, I can easily see that.” Klaus said, as he taped gauze onto my shoulder. He pulled a shirt over my head, and helped me get dressed. He stood me up to my feet, and handed me a pair of sweatpants. I shrugged them on, once I removed my blood stained jeans.  

I sat back down, and he pulled me to his side. I got comfy, and he wrapped his arms around my waist in a protective manner. “I’ll keep you safe. From the Salvatore’s, the fear of the Shadows, and any other threat that happens to be in your way. I promise.” he whispered. I knew he was telling the truth.I just knew it.

Originally posted by salvatore2-mikaelson7

dont play his game

I’m not going to get over this tweet.

“Don’t play his game”

Interesting, truly. Mark purposefully typoing “this” as “his”

It’s a fairly good guess as to say that “his” is referring to Dark, the subject of the latest video. The question then is asked: Why this video? Why this tweet? What lore is Mark trying to clue to with the connection between Darkiplier here and Darkiplier in “A Date with Markiplier”?

Well, there are a few things to note.

1) Mark’s explanation of Darkiplier

2) The significance of these videos

3) What each of the videos say.

So, starting with Mark’s explanation of Darkiplier, in the live stream following a date with markiplier, Mark explains the sort of entity that he sees Dark as. Not as a creature or demon inside of him, but rather one from an alternate universe. One who likes to pop in from time to time and enjoys “seeing the audience” (to paraphrase). He is a manipulator and is not to be trusted.

The significance of these videos: They come out on holidays. Not just holidays, but two, rather unassuming holidays. Valentines day, Easter. Innocent, joyful, happy holidays. Then, Dark comes in and surprises viewers with an unexpected visit. Valentines, with a yandere vibe of wanting to capture the audience for himself, Easter, his rebirth.

What the videos say. EASTER VIDEO: Do you understand me? Nobody does. This game can reveal things you dont know yet. About yourself. Over time. “More than games, interactive paintings.Basically, food for thoughts.Sometimes, there are secrets to be revealed.” (from dev’s page)

VALENTINES VIDEO: dark tempting the audience, give him what he wants, let him keep control, trying to convince you that throwing him aside, letting mark keep him away, that that was a bad move.

So what does it all mean?

Darkiplier is a manipulator. For some reason, he has a fascinations with marks audience, and wants to keep our attention. Because of that, he wants to surprise us, show up when we least expect it, truly grab our attention so we will talk, talk all about him, so we will play his game and give him the attention he ever so craves.

He will do anything to keep us. Pretend he’s mark, keep us unassuming, anything. A direct quote from A Date with Markiplier is “I can give you ANYTHING”. And he can. He can give us false hope that Mark is who we are watching, and then reveal a grand appearance on an unexpected holiday.

Except, something about a Date with Markiplier went wrong in Dark’s eyes. People made theories. Theories like this. Pretending like they knew his whole story and motivation. But do people really understand him? No, nobody does. It’s time for things to be revealed. Because no explanation can be given about him. We can all write theories about why he wants our attentions, why he wants the attention of Mark’s audience, but we can’t know. That’s what he’s telling us. We. Cannot. Know. For all we know, he could be manipulating us to see his point of view, to see the motivations we *want* to see, so we lose the bigger picture.

Even though he is warning us that we dont know him, we still fall into his trap. Even though we are warned that we shouldnt play his game, we still do. We don’t know him, we shouldn’t play to his game and give him his attention, but we do, we love to give him attention through theories and things.

For all we know, we could be making things much worse, because we still choose to play his game.

just some food for thought

Need a Hand? | Yoongi

Summary: “We really have to stop meeting like this.” / Or, three awkward moments with Min Yoongi
Genre: Humor/Fluff
Word Count: 3,660
Author’s Note: May or may not be loosely based on my own life. Ha, I hate myself. Also, because these recent pictures of Yoongi with black hair kills me. Very slowly.

| #1: I tried to get the candy bar that didn’t drop out of the vending machine and now my hand is stuck can you help me out? |

The day is about as bad as it can get as you sluggishly make your way across the campus, mindlessly approaching a vending machine just a little out of the way of your next class. The box with a seemingly endless supply of junk food serves as your only window of opportunity to have some sort of solid food in your stomach, given your whole day of classes and last minute editing to your essays that you’ve needed to complete before their due dates on the dot.

To say that your sanity is starting to spin out of control would almost be an understatement with all the caffeine in your blood stream and the vague feeling of jitteriness settling into your bones. It leaves you with an uncomfortable sensation of emptiness, one that usually occurs when you haven’t eaten anything of healthy substance for 24 hours.

But desperate times call for desperate measures, and you don’t even see a free hour in your schedule to drop into the cafeteria for a snack—but alas, college life at its finest.

Quickly grabbing the wallet from your bag, your eyes light up momentarily at the sight of a bag of hot cheetos safety perched behind a wiring protection. Although hot cheetos are far from the ideal food (if it even should be considered food) you want to be putting into your body, especially on an empty stomach, you’ve run out of alternative options to settle with.

You fish through your wallet to produce the respective amount of quarters before feeding said quarters into the vending machine. You punch in the code for the hot cheetos, watching with baited breath as the wire coil slides and pushes the bag of chips closer and closer to the front, where it finally drops—!

However, there is no satisfying clunk of the bag hitting the bottom of the machine for you to reach in, to grab and go…

Frowning, you lean forward to press your forehead against the glass to look down in a suddenly desperate search of your beloved hot cheetos. You curse loudly when you find that it has been caught right between the bottom shelf of products and the interior wall of the machine.

Very quickly, the thought of leaving the precious bag of hot cheetos that you have invested six quarters in for someone else to reach in and quickly grab for free makes the blood underneath your skin boil with much unnecessary desperation.

With a huff, you drop down onto your knees and unceremoniously shove your right arm into the bottom flap of the machine. Ignoring the curious stares that are quickly being fed into your general direction, you bite down on your lower lip to ignore the smallest flicker of pain from trying to twist your arm into angles that are clearly not meant for certain bones. You readjust, pressing your cheek against the glass to try and reach as high up into the machine as your arm could dare go.

The crinkle of a bag being gripped in your fingers makes the corner of your lips curl up into the slightest of victory smiles. This is it, your moment to walk away with a pathetic excuse for breakfast, lunch, and dinner in your hand, this—!

You try to pull your hand out of the machine, but the way your arm is stuck ever-so-firmly underneath the flap doesn’t do good things to the sudden spiking of your heart. You tug again, but the pain of your bones undergoing awkward angles doesn’t sit well with your nerves.

So you utter the only word that you feel can perfectly describe the situation and your own personal feelings on the matter. “Fuck,” You hiss under your breath, trying to keep a firm grip on your hot cheetos as you tug once more, twice more—!

“Need a hand?”

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It’s Hot in Here

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1k+

Originally posted by helendrv

“Y/N, you look so good in my clothes,” Taehyung whispers, his eyes twinkling as he admires you in his favorite hoodie, one that’s two sizes bigger than you are - though you wore it because of how snug it felt on you and how comfortable it was to breath in his scent that lingers on the material of his hoodie. You feel your face heat up, probably turning a dark shade of red and you turn your face away to hide it. 

“Babe, I saw that.” He gets up from the sofa, quickly making his way to you before placing his large hands firmly on your waist, pulling you close to him.

“Hey, it’s hot in here, okay?” you protested, knowing how much Taehyung loved being the reason behind your pink cheeks. The little shit. “Mmm,” he hums, leaning his head down into your neck to give it a small peck, his hot breath fanning against your skin which sends tingles all over your body. “Is it because I’m here, baby?” You can tell that he’s got a wide grin stretched across his face despite being unable to see it.

You push him away abruptly, earning a surprised expression from him as you walk over to the sofa and plop down onto it, picking up the remote to skim through TV channels to find a movie to watch. Taehyung sits down next to you, picking up the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and starts throwing popcorn into his mouth.

“Hey, don’t finish the popcorn! I want some too,” you say after noticing that he’s finished almost half of the bowl and you scoot over to him, reaching out for the bowl. He immediately yanks it out of your reach, a playful grin spread across his face and you instantly know that getting the popcorn won’t be an easy feat. “How about you come a little closer, Y/N?”

You roll your eyes at him, though a devilish idea begins to form in your mind so you decide to play along with him.

“You want me to come closer? Okay, I’ll come closer.” You crawl over to him and throw yourself onto his lap, earning a muffled “Oomph!” from him. You straddle his waist, his eyes growing wide in surprise at your sudden action, definitely not expecting you to give in to him so easily. You snatch the bowl out of his hands as the corners of your mouth crinkle up in a triumphant smirk. Just when you’re about to eat some popcorn, he gives you a peck on the lips.

“I was trying to eat, Taehyung,” you mutter, looking down at him with a fake annoyed expression on your face. His playful demeanor has disappeared, instead you notice that his pupils are dilated as he gazes into your eyes, thinking about how beautiful you look on top of him. He reaches a hand out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear before caressing your cheek softly, and you find yourself leaning into his warm hand.

“How can I let you eat when you look like this?” His voice is deep and low, indicating that he was already worked up just by seeing you in his clothes, the thought itself already stirring something inside of you as you feel your heart rate begin to accelerate in your chest.

He brings your head down onto his, capturing your lips instantly. His soft lips move slowly against yours, taking his sweet time to enjoy the feel of your lips on his as you thread your fingers into his soft golden locks, a small moan reverberating out of him. The tip of his tongue grazes your bottom lip lightly, as though he were asking for entrance and you don’t even have to think twice before you happily open your mouth for his tongue to meet yours. Both of your smooth muscles move around together as if they were in a passionate dance, exploring and tasting each other. You feel his hands slowly trail down your arms to your waist, goosebumps sprouting all over your skin as he begins to knead into your waist, causing you to moan softly into his mouth.

The kiss lasts for a few more minutes, the both of you completely immersed in each other before he pulls away reluctantly and you almost whine at the absence of his lips. You place a chaste kiss on his neck before licking it and feel him shiver underneath you, making you smirk at his reaction.

“Maybe I shouldn’t wear your clothes anymore, Tae,” you mumble into his ear, hearing a low chuckle come from underneath you.

He places his hands on both sides of your face, pushing it back slightly to look you in your eyes.

“Babe, you should wear my clothes all the time,” he purrs. You giggle at that, a wide boxy grin beginning to form on his face which you have always loved, in fact it was what made you fall for Taehyung when you had first met him. 

You lean down into him, mischievously nipping at his bottom lip gently and quickly pulling away before he can pull you in for another kiss, not missing the hint of annoyance on his face.

“Are we still watching a movie tonight?” you ask him innocently as you press your chest firmly against his, your hands slowly making their way up underneath his t-shirt as his breath hitches in his throat.

“Hmm. I don’t kn-,” he starts, but he doesn’t get to complete his sentence because you’re up instantly, scooting back to the other side of the sofa, a playful glint in your eyes. He blinks at you, still in a daze at you teasing him but quickly snaps out of it once he realizes your devious plan.

“Okay then, let’s watch something,” you say casually, trying your best to hide your laughter at his frustrated face, feeling his steely eyes lock onto yours.

He gets up immediately, snatches the remote out of your hand and switches the TV off before standing in front of you, only to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. “Hey!” you protest, feigning shock though you’re actually silently praising yourself, “I finally found something to watch!”

He smacks your butt as he makes his way to the bedroom, “We’re finishing this, now,” He growls, his voice sending shivers all over your body as excitement builds up in you, happily anticipating what was about to come.

It is pretty hot in here.

mm-society-hoes  asked:

Hey there !! Can you elaborate a little on why you think Jumin is emotionally constipated?? Thank you in advance :D

I sure can, my dear friend. 

As you see, by definition being emotionally constipated means not being able to handle and/or process emotion. It doesn’t mean that you lack emotion, or that your emotional range is in any way limited. Jumin isn’t emotionless, he just has a very hard time understanding his emotions. In fact, sometimes I feel like people who are emotionally constipated are as much, because once in their life they might have felt too much, incapable of handling and therefor suppressing said emotions. I feel like that might be the case with Jumin.

So, let’s have a look at what could have caused such constipation:

His birthmother

It is made obvious, on multiple occasions in the game, that Jumin’s birth mother was divorced by his father early on and seems to be out of the picture. She is never mentioned and his step-mother is the one he refers to as ‘mother’, which indicates that he doesn’t share a relationship to his biological mother. Such things are often hard on children, especially if my assumptions are true and the woman decided to abandon Jumin and her father. I cannot imagine Chairman Han refusing to let his son see his mother, nor that Jumin – especially at such a young age – would not want to see her. Being abandoned by a parent can leave deep wounds in any human being, let alone a vulnerable child. 

His step-mother

After being abandoned by one of the most important females in anyones life to have her replaced with this particular step mother did Jumin no good. Not only is she an obvious gold digger to the point that even a child would be able to notice, from the interactions he has with her it’s obvious that he doesn’t feel connected to her at all. She is nothing but a burden he tries to avoid at all costs. On top of that it is heavily implied that she has been sexually harassing him for quite some time, as he barely even reacts to her advances in the visual novel, almost like he’s gotten used to them by now. So, the second female and core role model of his life turns out to be a disappointment and failure as well. Once more, something that leaves a child rather empty and lost.

His father

Now while Jumin has a reportedly great relationship to his father, that might actually be a big reason as to why he is the way he is. For one, without a second parent to ‘fixate’ on, Jumin had to give all his attention to his father. The father he first and foremost got to know as a huge businessman. While they do exchange gifts and nice gestures, that is hardly something you would call a healthy, let alone warm relationship. Anyone can spend money on a gift for you, but you will feel none the richer for it in the emotional department. So not only did his father lack a certain emotional bond to his son, Jumin also had to watch him have a string of empty flings. That could have negative consequences for multiple reasons other than the obvious. Seeing someone he looks up to so much, as a father and a rational businessman, give away love to freely to meaningless women, losing all his rationality must have hurt in many ways.


His upbringing, in my opinion, plays a big role in this as well. For one he learned early on that all the praise he got was empty and thereby worthless. As a young, impressionable child you rely heavily on what people around you tell you. What your surroundings encourage or discourage you to do can change the paths you take in life rather heavily. It certainly did for Jumin. Not being properly praised, which in his mind probably equated to not being praised at all, made him develop an unhealthy perfectionism. With him it’s either 0% or 100% with nothing in between. Seeing the world like that though, black and white while ignoring all these shades of grey, generally speaking has negative aspects on emotions, as they rarely fit into such simple categories.

Life in the public eye

I think this one might not be something a lot of people would take into consideration, but from the moment Jumin was born his entire life was spent mostly in the public eye. He seems to be one step short of being a full blown idol with people constantly throwing themselves at him. As an adult that is already restricting and tiring, but growing up that way must have had an impact. You learn early on to control yourself at all costs, seeing as any misstep could be broadcasted for the entire world to watch. For someone who is responsible for an entire company like Jumin, he simply cannot afford any mishaps. So, to prevent such things from happening, once more he is forced to conceal his feelings and thoughts in order to remain diplomatic and flawless.


I mean who did this bitch not fuck over, seriously? The only friend Jumin ever had was V and the second she stepped into the picture that friend was lost to him. Now some people might think that hey, just because you have a relationship you don’t just forget your friends and you are right. For most people that is the case. However, Rika, V and Jumin aren’t your usual relationship type of people. For one V is completely obsessed with Rika to the point of unhealthy. He is completely dedicated to her, willing to blind himself and therefor ruin the one thing that brought him joy (and money) forever, just to prove his love. I think it is safe to assume that he would be one of those people to say no to a friend in order to say yes to a lover, namely Rika. So, not only did Rika take Jumin’s best and only friend, but she also took the last bit of heart Jumin had left. She seduced him in a way he hadn’t yet encountered and didn’t understand until many years later – which we see in his route – and V helped her do so. Rika wanted Jumin for his money to make her dream of Mint Eye come true and not only did V not stop her, but he enabled her. She toyed with Jumin’s emotions and when he didn’t deliver the way she wanted to she brushed him off and Elizabeth the 3rd stepped in, all his love and obsessions 'wasted’ on a cat.


This is my last point and it is an important one: Jumin is always and constantly misunderstood and mistreated. In the chat no one really seems to be on his side, ever. Yoosung and Seven are buds, Jaehee always sides with Zen in dissing Jumin while he himself is all alone. Not only that, but all his attempts to fit in are constantly blocked off. Having grown up with no other children around, other than V, in a very posh and rich neighbourhood, more focused on pleasing his father and meeting his expectations than teenage lingo, Jumin has no understanding of things the others would consider normal. They often tease him for it, making fun of him and only pushing him further towards emotional isolation. However, when he actually attempts to understand they think he is making fun of them and quickly shut him down. They also feed into a lot of rumours amongst others teasing him about being gay – which he obviously isn’t but the press made up to get some sort of dirt on his otherwise white coat – only making him feel the more isolated. His love interest is dead, his best friend abandoned him and the rest of his 'friend’ hate and belittle him. Who would not attempt to shut their emotions off? Well, sadly turning emotions off isn’t possible, but redirecting them is, no matter how unhealthy. Enter Elizabeth the 3rd.

Now how does his emotional constipation show:

Mainly through his obsession with Elizabeth the 3rd, his overly fatherly behaviour towards the RFA and of course the intense love for MC in his route. All the emotions he doesn’t dare express with anyone else he focuses on the only living being that has never fucked him over: the cat. Despite everyone being hella rude and mean to Jumin he stills acts like a father figure to everyone, trying to make up what his father fucked up with him, or at least attempting to. He sends Yoosungs parents to see him, because he thinks Yoosung is lonely, not really understanding that he might not like such invasion at all. He sends bodyguards to everyone to protect them. He offers Zen jobs to help him and gives Jaehee a lot of hours to make her earn a lot of money as he was taught that money was the most valuable thing in the world. As for MC, that one is actually quite understandable. He only ever loved one woman and that woman ended up failing him as well before dying. Now he finally meets someone that not only he is drawn to, but who understands him, who sees his attempts at being a good person as such, who laughs at his jokes, who defends him in a group consisting of pairs where he’d been all alone and never even attempts to go after his wealth, gradually erasing the negative image of women that had been created in his mind. After years and years of suppressing his emotions, of course he 'lashes out’ on MC the way he does. It’s like she breaks a dam inside of him and then gets a little drowned by the wave of emotion before he learns to control it. 

In conclusion: Jumin is a very emotional person, but doesn’t know how to express himself correctly and often misunderstands certain emotions in others as well as himself. He denies himself emotion which makes them come out in sometimes negative ways. All this poor boy needs is a loving and very patient girlfriend.

Boyfriend Series; Jeonghan

- baby you are jeonghan’s angel
- for your first date, jeonghan takes you to a fancy indoor restaurant and by fancy i mean there’s a chandelier hanging from the ceiling and a grand white piano sitting in the unoccupied space in the middle and everyone’s dressed formally
- it’s like eating in the ballroom of a castle
- the night goes on and you both enjoy each other’s company and enjoy the delicious food
- when suddenly, someone walks up to the piano and starts playing a beautiful melody
- everyone in the restaurant turns to the pianist and sways along to the music, including you
- jeonghan then gets up from his seat and holds his hand out to you saying “let’s go dance”
- and you say “dance?? here??” and jeonghan just laughs and takes your hand
- he leads you to the dance floor and slow dances with you, and others start joining you guys as the dancefloor is suddenly filled with couples slow dancing
- and under that chandelier, while the pianist slowly plays the end of their piece, is where you and jeonghan share your first kiss
- you always ask yourself how could he be so pretty??
- like you’d surprise him then take a picture of his reaction but when you look at the picture his face still looks like it’s been carved by angels and you’re like wtf
- lazy days are spent indoors watching movies or talking while listening to music
- you like making him flower crowns when you’re both sitting around in the park and he makes one for you too
- absolutely LOVES it when you play with his hair or run your fingers through them
- he always calls you “angel” and your heart just bursts
- slow and gentle kisses on the lips
- can you imagine having to take care of him when he’s sick
- “can you pass me the remote?” “jeonghan it’s right next to you” “your boyfriend is on his deathbed and you can’t do such a simple thing for him???”
- turns into a mom sometimes but it’s just his way of showing how much he cares
- surprisingly really clingy like he wants to be with you 24/7 but his busy schedule can’t let that happen
- you guys actually see each other so often that you both pick up one another’s habits and small actions
- the members all notice this and are all like omfg……. you guys are turning into each other……
- falls asleep at the sound of your voice during late night calls because it relaxes him
- you guys have matching umbrellas and you’re always hoping for a rainy day so that you guys can walk around with them
- you also have matching halos, a joke gift from the other members to you two
- steals the other members’ jokes and tells them to you so that you’d think he’s the funniest (and also because he loves your laugh)
- “wait jeonghan i think hoshi told me that one before” “i can’t believe he’s stealing my jokes”
- loves taking naps together
- you guys start off cuddling and it’s cute and everything but when you wake up you’re on the floor because jeonghan took all thE SPACE AND BLANKETS
- he always slowly threads his fingers around yours when holding hands
- and by slowly i mean SLOWLY like he’s teasing you and you get so flustered
- when you say or do something that he doesn’t approve of, he may be smiling but his eyes say “excuse me?”
- like once you were telling him about how much you love this boy group that ISN’T seventeen and the next day he bought you a seventeen album to make a point
- and once he asked you “who do you like better, me or seokmin?” and as a JOKE
- you said “seokmin!!” and he was so offended
- you’d ask him a question and he’d say “why don’t you ask seokmin” and this went on for like three days
- teases you when you cry over something small like a movie or drama but when you cry for real, he holds you in his arms and lets you cry as much as you want because he doesn’t want you to pretend you’re all right when you’re really not
- he constantly reminds you that he loves you
- he’ll tell you when you’re sad, angry, happy, anytime and anywhere HE LOVES YOU WITH ALL HIS HEART DON’T EVEN THINK FOR A SECOND THAT HE DOESN’T
- doesn’t give you his jacket when it’s cold, he SHARES it with you
- you’d both be all wrapped up in each other while walking in the cold and then you’d both head to the dorm and share a blanket on the couch
- complains when you get up because if he could, he’d snuggle with you forever
- pretty lazy so when the members need him to do something, they use you
- “i don’t want to go” “(name) is going to be there” “i was just kidding of course i’m going”
- always asks you what you’re going to wear before meeting up so he can match with you
- tries really hard to sing loudly and dance energetically during concerts because he knows you’re watching but as a result tires himself out a lot
- “i’m sorry…. but i looked cool right??”
- you’re honestly a big motivator in jeonghan’s life and that’s saying a lot because if he could, he’d just lie around all day
- you’re the reason he works so hard and the reason why he never wants to give up because he wants to make you so proud of him
- but he’s also a big motivator in YOUR life because he always makes you want to do your best and get back up on your feet when you fall
- “(name), whose angel are you?”
- “jeonghan’s angel”

anonymous asked:

Hello, hello! Can I request some almost kisses with the chocobros, please? Like s/o and chocobro are about to share a kiss but then someone or something interrupts them?


The two of you were sitting on the roof of the motel in Longwythe. The night was dark, and the stars dotted the sky. You were looking for him and found him there, alone, and decided to ask him what was going on.

“Nothing,” was his quiet reply. You nodded, figuring he didn’t want to press the issue.

After a beat, he spoke again.

“I’m just not sure about this wedding,” he confessed. You turned to him with questioning eyes. He continued, “I mean, I’ve known Luna a long time. And we’re friends, but…I don’t think either of us are in love with each other.”

“What about the peace treaty?” you asked, your heart beating faster and faster. You’d always had a bit of a crush on Noctis, and this confession of his was shocking, to say the least.

He shrugged. “I have no choice but to go through with it,” he conceded, more to himself than to you. “But I’ve always wondered what it would be like if I could choose my own fate, rather than have it chosen for me…”

He turned to you and that’s when you realized how close he was. Your breath hitched as he drew closer and closer, his lips nearly grazing yours—

The sound of a door swinging open made you jump back. Gladio’s voice rang out, “Hey! Are you two up here? We’re playing King’s Knight in the room if you want to join.”

Noctis blushed and hastily rose to his feet. “Yeah, we’re coming,” he called back, holding a hand out for you, his expression almost sad. “Come on, let’s go.”


You were at Wiz’ outpost, helping one of the farm hands feed the chocobos. One had taken a particular liking to you, and you stroked its beak as it ate the greens out of your other palm.

“Wow!” Prompto exclaimed, clambering over. “Look at these chocobos! Aren’t they amazing?”

You laughed and scratched at its jowls. “They sure are.”

“Maybe one day I’ll own a chocobo farm,” Prompto thought out loud. “I think I’d be pretty good at it.”

You elbowed him lightly, a grin on your face. “You definitely have the right attitude for it. But I don’t know if you’d be able to keep up with these guys.”

Prompto bristled. “What do you mean? I’m sure I’ve got what it takes!” He started babbling on about chocobo care, and you started laughing as he went from being dead serious to outright ridiculous. You started laughing so hard that you almost fell over, and Prompto caught you as you started to stumble.

“S-sorry about that,” you said between giggles. “I’m not normally this clumsy.”

“It’s okay,” he shrugged, and you noticed he hadn’t let go of you yet. You looked at him intently and he seemed to be asking you a question with his eyes. Your faces got closer, and he was about to kiss you when the chocobo you had been feeding squawked loudly in Prompto’s face.

“Okay, okay,” he let you go, his hands coming up defensively. “I get it, big guy. No touching.”

You laughed and pet the chocobo’s head, turning to Prompto with a grin. “It’s okay. Next time, we can try that when he’s not around.”


You’d been neighbours with Gladio for a long time. You were sitting in his living room waiting for the others to show up so you could all celebrate your promotion at work. They were due to arrive any minute, and you and Gladio were playing King’s Knight to kill time.

“Oh, hold on,” Gladio paused the game, rising to his feet from his seat on the couch. “I have something for you.”

“For me?” you repeated, cocking your head to the side. “What for?”

“Your promotion is a big deal,” he called from the other room. You heard the sound of shuffling, and then he reappeared with a small box in his hand.

You eyed him curiously. “What is this?”

“Open it,” he suggested casually, leaning back against the couch to watch your expression.

You untied the ribbon and opened the box. Inside was a silver necklace with a simple clear gem. It was stunning. “Gladio, this is too much, I can’t accept this!”

He shook his head, and took the box from you. He gestured for you to turn around, and he helped you put it on. Your fingers skimmed across it as he fixed the clasp, and you turned again to face him.

“Thank you,” you mumbled, smiling. “It’s beautiful.” You leaned forward and kissed him on his stubbly cheek. When you pulled away, he was looking at you with half-lidded eyes. You moved toward him again, and you could feel his breath on your lips when the buzzer for his apartment echoed throughout the room.

He sighed. “Come on,” he helped you off the couch with a wink. “We can continue this later.”


You had decided that you were going to cook for everyone that night. Ignis was always the one slaving over the stove, so you figured you would give him a break and prepare a nice meal for the guys at camp.

It didn’t stop him from hovering over you while you were cooking. You weren’t sure if he was scrutinizing or if he was just casually observing, but his eyes on you definitely made you nervous for more than one reason.

“Can you give me a little bit of space?” you asked meekly, as you stirred the pot for the stew you were cooking.

Ignis smirked slightly. “Is my presence that much of an affront?”

“No!” you replied quickly. “I’m just nervous with you watching me. You kind of have that way about you, you know.”

He quirked an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“You can’t possibly not know how you are,” you replied, a hand coming down to rest on your jutted hip. “You’re just so prim and proper and always seem to have everything together all the time. I don’t get how you do it.”

He shrugged. “It was part of my upbringing I suppose. May I try a taste?”

You conceded and handed him the spoon. He leaned across you and tasted a sample. He licked his lips (you gulped) and turned to you, relinquishing the spoon. “It’s exquisite.”

“Thanks,” you squeaked, unsure how to deal with the compliment. You noticed that he hadn’t really moved away at all, and if anything he was moving even closer. Just as he tilted his head and you closed your eyes, a chorus of shouts came from by the fire.

“When’s the food gonna be ready?” Noctis called, and Prompto snickered. They’d been watching the whole time.

Ignis cleared his throat. “Momentarily, Highness.”

You just blushed furiously and went back to stirring. But Ignis stayed by your side anyway and helped you finish cooking dinner.