he looks so good in here

Katie defending Supercorp while unintentionally in a way also dismisses it as just fan fantasy, but irregardless she alone defended Supercorp and w|w ships and damn it she just so damn cool. 

Mehcad clearly says in Italian shut up which made everyone to go silent for a moment as he repeats it again shut up in Italian and Katie looked miffed af afterwords. The question here is.. was he telling Katie to shut up or telling Supercorp to shut up? Either way disrespectful and rude. 

Chris shortly after tries to break the ice with a sarcastic homophobic joke. Melissa laughed so hard! What a good gf she is. 

BTS reaction to not being your bias


He offered to help you clean around your apartment and underneath your bed he found a box, with “bias” written in pink sharpie on. A smirk was already tugging at the corner of his mouth, thinking about all the photos of himself he’ll find.

To his terror, the box was filled with pictures and stickers of Taehyung. He kept digging through them until he got to the bottom where he found a list you wrote. The more he read, the more he wanted to go to you and confront you.

“One of the reasons you’re biasing Taehyung is because he is a good actor? Are you kidding me? Do I need to remind you that I’m the one with a college degree in acting?” “What else do we have here?” “Good looks? You have mister ‘Worldwide Handsome’ in front of you!” “He is a loving person? Um. Hello? I’ve had a crush on you for so long? And you told me you feel the same way? So why don’t you have a box filled with my photos? Give me some attention too.”

Originally posted by sonyeondankstuff


He overheard a conversation you were having with your best friend on the phone. “Yes Jungkook is still my bias.” … “With him is a completely different story” …  “Bye. I’ll talk to you letter”. When you finished you turned around and were greeted by Yoongi leaning against the door frame.

“I get that Jungkook can sing, dance, rap and is very good looking but still… Here I am… thinking you might like me back when in reality I’m not even your bias…”

He turned his head so you can see the pout on his face better, watching you from the corner of his eye while you fumble with your words, trying to explain yourself.

Originally posted by syubtae


He had a crush on you ever since you’ve met and he kept looking for signs that you feel the same way about him. And what better way to see if you like him if not finding out if he is your bias?

All day he kept pestering you to tell him. “Is it me? Are you embarrassed to tell me? Aww so cute.”

So you finally give in. “It’s Jimin, okay?” and you can see how his teasing smile turns into a pout once you say it.

“Why? Because he’s really cute and has muscular thighs I don’t get to be your bias?” You make an attempt to hug him from the side and apologize but he pushes you away dramatically looking out the window. “It’s alright. I’ve known rejection all my life”

He will keep up the act for a couple more minutes before going back to his old self. Just because he wasn’t your bias didn’t mean he will give up on trying to win your heart.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


You two were just chilling on the couch when he caught a glimpse at your lockscreen. He was ready to tease, but then he saw that there was a photo of… Hoseok? He was sure he’d be your bias since you are closest to him, but it seems like he was wrong. That didn’t stop him from confronting you and proving that he should be your bias.

“So… Hoseok, huh?” “Is he your bias?” “Is it because he can dance? Look, Y/N, I can dance too.” He started dancing in the living room while singing Dancing Queen. “I am the dancing queen of this group!”

Originally posted by bwiboo


You accidentaly sent him a message in which you were fangirling over Namjoon that was meant for your best friend.

He immediately stormed to the couch you sitting on to demand answers.

“What you’re doing is discrimination against short people, Y/N!” When he saw your eyebrows furrowing in confusion he continued in a high pitched voice “OMG!! Look at Namjoon!!! How can someone be so hot and tall?? Ughh!!!! I can’t!!!” and then his voice turned to normal “Sadly I can’t enunciate the dozens of emojis you added in between.”

He faked cry, his face twisted in a comedic way. “I do not stand a chance with you because I’m short!! I’m moving in the middle of the mountains to live in complete isolation. Farewell!”

Originally posted by kpop-heaven-247


After a night of drinking you two manage to stumble back to his dorm and somehow you end up in bed with him. While you sit at comfortable distance from him, trying to sleep, you let it slip in your drunken haze how much you look up to the cute Daegu rapper.

“Why, is it because he’s allowed in Cypher? Because he has that tongue technology? I’ll have you know, my tongue technology is just as good. You’d know that if you’d let me prove it to you.”

He turns to his side to glare at you, and you can see that his eyes are glistering. “Are you crying, Taehyung?”

He scoffs.  “No. It’s just raining.”

“But we are indoors”

“Well damn, Y/N. I don’t control the weather.”

“That doesn’t make any sense, Tae.”

“Neither does you biasing Yoongi hyung, instead of me!” And with that final sentence he shifts closer to you, so he can wrap himself around you.  “As if I’d let him take you away from me” he mumbles into your hair before dozing off.

Originally posted by softfluffytae


He borrowed your laptop and found your tumblr blog dedicated to Seokjin. It’s not his fault you never close your tabs, okay? He forgot what he was initially looking for as he was scrolling through the hundreds of pictures, gifs, videos and text posts of his hyung. He couldn’t wait to return your laptop and ask for some explanations.

He opened the door to greet later that evening when you came after your laptop. He had a small smile plastered on his face. “Nice to meet you! My name is Jungkook, known as the Golden Maknae. I’m well known for my talents that range from sports, to singing and rapping. So I can’t understand why the girl I like betrays me and choses to bias someone else when I am so perfect. Could you please help me find a reason?”

Originally posted by bts-is-best-bias


An Adventure Through Atem's Yuugi feels
  • First Arc/Season Zero: "Look at my tiny, precious other self. He is too good for this world, and anyone who looks at him OR our friends funny is getting the business end of a penalty game."
  • Duelist Island: "-how are you so wonderful? I can't even process this, like what? You still trust me? You want to help me? Work with me? I'm your friend? I just- I-" *Beams into oblivion.*
  • Otogi Arc: "You are perfect. I want you to be happy and get everything good in life and I'd rather be here to witness every second of it, if that's cool with you."
  • Battle City: *Just Plumb's "Don't Deserve You" playing quietly in the background.*
  • Yu-Gi-Oh! R: "H-he might, resent me? Might HATE me???" *Instantly hyperventilating, full blown panic attack, cannot handle this!* "...W-what? Oh, you DON'T hate me? ...Okay then, I'm cool." *Instant recovery, you saw nothing.*
  • Millennium World: "Boy, I sure hope my partner AND friends are okay." "Partner... friends... where are you?" "Partner!!! Friends!! You came!!" "...What do you mean I keep referring to Yuugi like he's somehow unique and it wouldn't fit to just lump him in with my other friends?? That's crazy. You're crazy. You need to watch that."
  • Ceremonial Duel: "Okay, let's all ignore how blatantly I was trying my damnedest to win that duel so I could stay with my partner, and focus on how I couldn't be prouder of him. Cool? Cool."
  • DSoD: "So, I just thought I'd show up at the last second. You know, break all of the laws of life and death to help you and share a totally platonic, lingering, goes-on-forever smile. ...........Okay, I'm good. See you the next time Zorc refuses to stay dead~" 💕

Have some sketchy babybones~

I still haven’t finished anything of the things I have planned/tried to finish, as I have had one heck of a morning and kind of a busy day today so have this sketch for now <: is actually trying to colour this but haven’t gotten very far yet~

This was actually originally supposed to be for one of the palettes I have already done, but I liked it so much that I wanted and still want to colour it normally, because I am so proud of Paps little face like look at it!! :D I srs love how most ppl draw baby Paps mouth with that wave line thing it’s so darn cute so I had to draw it too! still so damn happy with this even though it’s kind of old~

also you guys can so expect some Skeleton Squatters and The Landlady fanart tomorrow, maybe, as I am currently sketching like cray cray thanks for the latest chapter (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Something Beautiful (Tom Holland imagine)

Something Beautiful (Tom Holland imagine) 

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Warnings: none

Request: Could you do an song Imagine based of Something Beautiful by Jacob Banks? Thank you so much 

Song: Something Beautiful – Jacob Banks


Here I stand
Taking off my pride
And I run, with nowhere to hide
I’m exposed, flaws and all
You’re still here
And that’s something beautiful

People could look at Tom and say he’s confident, but that wasn’t the truth. Being compared to other actors and people complaining about how ‘’he isn’t good in any movies’’ really did affect him. He made sure to hide his feelings, shutting you out sometimes, not wanting to open up. 

He pushed you away. But you didn’t go anywhere.

Slowly but surely we would open up to you, only when he reached his limit. You would listen to him without interrupting, playing with his hair softly to calm him down a little.

Oh oh oh oh
That’s something beautiful
Oh oh oh oh
That’s something beautiful
Oh oh oh oh
That you are here, here with me
That’s something beautiful

 Tom always loved when you went with him to press to tours, interviews, red carpets. Just having you next to him made him feel better. You were so beautiful, he couldn’t stop looking at you. You were like a gift sent from heaven.

If I fall, crash down to my knees
You pick me up, running to my needs
Even if I’m wrong, with no one to call
You’re still here
And that’s something beautiful

With all the anxiety that built up inside of him, he would snap. And not in a good way. It hurt every time we would raise his voice at you, saying how he didn’t need you and that you never helped him.

During those fights, you just listened. You knew that he didn’t mean anything he said. Tom did walk out on you few times, slamming the door so hard it echoed through the apartment.

And hours later, he would return, scared. Scared that you were already gone. Scared that you gave up on him altogether. But you would still be there, in bed, sleeping in one of his shirts. Just waiting for him to come back to you.

As It Seems: Chapter 8

Table of Contents

Según Parece: Lista De Contenidos

Summary: The three of you meet up with Crowley and you keep trying to talk the Winchesters out of taking the drug

Word Count: 2880

Warnings: Drug mentions. Threat of overdose.

Beta’d By: @kclaire1​. I don’t know how I would do this without you!


~Reader’s POV~

“You got both of them to come! That’s great,” Crowley greeted jovially.

In the next second, Dean’s fist not-so-jovially connected with the side of Crowley’s face.

“What was that for?” Crowley’s voice squeaked up an octave as he grabbed at his nose that was already bleeding. At least it didn’t look broken. Here, Crowley couldn’t just snap his fingers and mend his bones.

Neither I nor Sam moved, but Crowley’s goons started menacingly towards Dean. Crowley, however, waved them back. It was probably just a show of good faith, trying to get Dean to let down his guard a little. Whatever it was, I was glad. I knew that Dean could handle himself, but didn’t like watching him do it.

“That was for pointing a gun at Y/N.”

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Prompt: Congrats on 900! So amazing and so well deserved! Can I please have solid Scotty fluff with number 19? I am in dire need of pure scotty fluff. Tanks. ❤❤❤ From the lovely @kaitymccoy123

Pairing: Scotty/Reader

Warnings: Nope

A/N: I made it very fluffy. It’s a shy bashful Scotty which is like my favorite Scotty. So here you go!

Word Count: 600

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togepixels  asked:

Reading through the blog and came across the 24th January one and for some reason I read it as "Dan weighs somewhere between 15-20 kilos" then as "Dan weighs somewhere between 15-20 kimonos" and I thought "Gee why would you weigh yourself in kimonos"

Well if anyone could it would be Dan! He owns so many of them. I do enjoy when he wears them! He looks very good in his kimonos. My favorite is this light blue one here! What about you guys? Which one is your favorite Dan kimono?

winterjons  asked:

Yes!! LF is a man who must know his enemies moves and those of his closest opponents. He was pushing Jon to purposefully find out what annoys him most. He needed to find a weakness and he succeeded. Sansa is Jon's weakness. And I'm 100% sure he'll use it against both Jon and Sansa.

Absolutely, if Ramsay and Joffrey were evil and demonic, well then LF is the devil that breathes life into them. 

I mean that man is smart af but I think his time may be up. I believe that he was only here for this long to dig about Jonsa and see it happen before his very eyes (the Cat fixation bit) and then die after that. Great plot device, guys *looks at D&D*

And that whole sweet conversation between Missandei and Greyworm, YAASSSS for them btw because these two are so hot and sweet I swoon everytime I see them on screen - and GW talked about his weakness? Yeah tell that to Jon my good man.

But if LF found out, true he may use it against Jonsa but let’s see, eh? We must be brave because we may be in for a wild ride. But I’m buckled up, strapped in for the ride lol. Bring it!

Jonsa for life yoo…

Keith is like : “Stop touching my Pigeon. Princess, I’m the only alien here who can touch her, go find your own smol bean”

“Jealousy thy name is Keef” lmfao…

I mean, he was happy when she win in a chess game and did a good job, so why is he like this when she was awesome as well?


Max: Listen here you little shit. I have a good thing going here so how about you stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of you’re. Got it?

Okay so I’ve been watching camp camp recently, and looking at other peoples fan art and its all great ,so I thought I jump on board with the adopted max au. But I raise you adopted max au with adopted little sibling au.

Pretty much is its the same as Max adopted by David and Jasper, but earlier on in his life. He’s about 7 when adopted by David and Jasper, and 10 when the two decide to adopt another baby. 

Max is on board at first. They wouldn’t have done so if Max wasn’t okay with it. But when the baby does comes and big changes start happening, Max starts regretting his choices. At first it isn’t anything bad, like he has to tone down the fowl language. He can understand that, they don’t won’t  the baby’s first word to be a curse.

But pretty soon Max starts noticing that the baby is getting more of David and Jasper’s attention.

He starts to miss David’s super annoy songs he’d sing to JUST Max; but now because of the baby, David sings Max’s songs to her. 

He starts to miss Jasper’s dorky embarrassing 80s/90s slang and is getting sick of Jasper’s constant “baby voice”.

Soon being a big brother isn’t so great. So Max decides to just shove his feeling to the side. It isn’t until later when Max starts to enjoy being a big brother and having a minion sister.   

Although Nickie falls in love with baby faster than David and Jasper. Mostly because she can’t wait to teach the baby how to fight.

I’ve named the baby Honey, but I might change it if anyone has any other suggestions 

After Much Consideration

“Do you often think about that?”
“…More often than I use to.”
“…Do you think you’d, um, you’d want to?”
“Want to what?”
“Be a parent.”
Ben jolted, spilling his drink down his leg and across the carpet. Coughing between nervous giggles, he stood and moved to the kitchen to get a tea towel as he said, “Well, I mean-I-What about you? Do you ever think about it?”
“More often than I use to.”


Part of an art trade between myself and the lovely @anostalgicplaceforme. You can see their half (here) And you gotta look, you gotta, because it’s beautiful, and Nostalgic is beautiful, and this is good- this is good art right here. Do it. Go look.

I had… SO many people Beta this. I very much wanted it to be good. AS SUCH, a round of applause should be given to these people for saving my sorry ass from making a dang fool of myself (not that they can prevent it forever, but they did this once, and I am grateful <3)


(Also, Employee and I had been talking about fan children, hence where the names Odette and Benny come from, because oh my god, sometimes you want a cup of sweet tea and sometimes you want a cup of straight sugar and boy we ate the straight sugar on that one.)

(Also, Comet made a great tracklist for Ben being CU and how that affects his/their relationship towards Edith and it’s so good? I listened to this while editing and it’s so good? (Go listen.) 


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anonymous asked:

hiii! please do a fic where the balloon squad goes out together at a club or something and a girl flirts with yousef (he's already dating sana for like a month) and elias gets mad because he didn't really do anything to stop her

Hey :)

I think this is not exactly what you had in mind but I hope you still like it. Let me know :D


“We could have been here an hour ago.”, Mikael complains.

Elias and Adam shoot him an annoyed look.

While Elias says: “It takes time looking this good.” Adam answers, too.

“You didn’t even want to come in the first place so why complain that we’re late?”

Mikael just rolls his eyes and Yousef pats his shoulder. He’s in the same situation. He’d rather be somewhere quite now. While Mikael just doesn’t like going to clubs, Yousef was just not really up for it today.

Once they enter the club they find a table and look around to get a picture of what’s going on and how the mood is.

Just a few minutes later, Elias takes Yousef and Mikael by their arms and drags them to the dance floor. Those two are the best dancers out of the group and Elias knows, once they start dancing they relax instantly.

A generic pop-song that has been modified to be good to dance to is playing and Elias watches how Yousef and Mikael give each other a look and actually start moving.

Elias is not a bad dancer himself but while the two boys next to him have danced regularly their whole lives, Elias did not.

The club is full, the dance floor almost uncomfortably full, but somehow these three boys manage to get the attention of many of those other people, without even trying.

At some point there is a circle around them consisting of (mainly) girls cheering at them. When Elias drags Adam, who just joined them, with him into the middle of the circle, Yousef sees it as the best chance to take a break.

He loves dancing. It’s one of his favorite things to do, ever. However, since they’ve arrived an hour ago he has not stopped once.

Yousef finds his way back to their table where Mutta is standing. He’s not alone though. A tall, curly-haired girl is with him, leaning close to be able to understand whatever he’s saying.

Yousef just smiles at that sight. Mutta seems to really enjoy the conversation, or well, not only the conversation.

Right when Yousef decides to go get himself something to drink, someone pats his shoulder and makes him turn around.

He’s faced with a rather petite redhead. Not knowing what she wants he just waits.

“Hi!”, she shouts over the music.

Yousef just nods in a greeting way.

“Where are you going?”, he’s asked by that girl.

He point towards the bar to which she nods and starts leading the way. Okay then, he thinks.

Squishing through masses of people that are desperately trying to get their drinks, most of them to get some alcohol in their systems, used to be Yousef’s nightmare. He’d be too uncomfortable to say something so he’d end up waiting for a long time. Now, as soon as he finds a free spot, he slips into it and orders.

The bartender gives Yousef his drink and he immediately goes to leave the huge mass at the bar to go back to his table. There is just a lot going on. The music, the people, the lights going crazy. 
It’s not a very good club, Yousef thinks to himself. Why did Elias chose this one today?

“Hey, wait up!”, someone shouts which makes Yousef turn around again.

The same redhead is jogging towards him, in heels that seem to be very uncomfortable and when she reaches Yousef, she loses her footing and almost crashes into him.

Yousef tries to steady her by her arms and let’s go as soon as she’s standing properly.

“Thanks.”, she says with a smile. “I …”

She stops mid-sentence and looks down at what Yousef’s holding.

The redhead leans closer to him to say: “You’re only drinking that?”

Yousef’s eyes fall onto his glass and back up to her. He’s drinking a Coke, what’s wrong with that? 

He just nods.

“You can’t survive going to a club like this without actually drinking!”, she shouts.

Yousef shrugs and takes a step back, to go back to the table. She follows, though, and wobbles on her heels. 

After dancing for a long time, Elias decides it’s time to take a break. Even when he was really enjoying himself with a pretty brunette. Still, he leaves her behind, same as Adam and Mikael who are definitely enjoying themselves. 

It was a good decision coming here. Each of the boys had a stressful week and getting away for a few hours is never a bad thing. Elias had the chance to forget about everything while dancing with his friends and a few strangers. He had fun.

That carefree feeling he had vanishes when he sees who Yousef is accompanied by, while walking towards him. 

A short redhead is standing close to Elias’ best friend, leaning too close, not taking away her eyes from him. She has her hand on Yousef’s upper arm and twirls her hair with the other one.

Yousef, well, he’s just standing there, smiling lightly but looking bored. 

Did he forget that he’s dating Elias’ sister? Why is he standing there like that with that girl? If she doesn’t get the hint, he should step back. Okay, they’re not as close as Mutta and the girl next to him but still. 

Yousef is Sana’s boyfriend and he should be aware of that. When Sana is not there, Elias usually is. Elias knows he can’t make his sister wait to date until she’s way older, even if he would like that sometimes. And he was so happy when she chose Yousef to be with because he is his best friend and Elias can’t think of anyone to treat his sister better but this scene in front of him bothers him a lot. He quickly walks over to them and finds his place in between them. 

Yousef looks at his friend with a relieved look but Elias doesn’t notice that. He just looks at the girl and smiles at her charmingly. She grins at him and takes her hand off Yousef’s arm to put it on Elias’. She needs that to not fall over. Apparently she is a little tipsy. At least that’s what Elias assumes. 

After that Yousef goes back to join Adam and Mikael on the dance floor. 

When they’re walking back to the station to go home, Yousef notices Elias looking at him weirdly from time to time. So that’s why Yousef starts walking more slowly than the rest and holds Elias back, as well.

“Dude, what’s up?”

Elias looks at his best friend and frowns. 


It’s really cold outside and that it’s in the middle of the night doesn’t help. Walking slowly is not ideal either. 

“Elias, come on.”, Yousef urges his best friend. 

He looks over to their three other friends that are walking a few metres in front of them and sees Mutta teasing Mikael about something. Adam is obviously enjoying whatever it is. 

Elias sighs and makes Yousef look at him again. Then he just blurts it out.

“Yousef, you can’t go around being like that.”

Yousef furrows his eyebrows, very confused. “Like what?”

“Like that with the redhead. Dude, I love you but you’re with my sister and should be really careful of how you are with some stranger-girl.“ 

While Yousef notices how serious his friend is, he can’t help but feel like laughing. Exactly because Elias is so serious about it. 

"So what are you saying?”, he asks.

“Keep your distance to girls that are obviously flirting with you!”, Elias says that so loudly that Adam, Mikael and Mutta turn around to look at him. 

Yousef is receiving confused looks from them but just lightly shakes his head to say ‘It’s okay’.

“Elias. Did I flirt back?”, Yousef asks calmly.

His friend tilts his head to the side and narrows his eyes at him. “I don’t think so.”

“So what’s the problem?”, Yousef asks. Elias should know that Yousef doesn’t have eyes for anyone but Sana. After liking her for so long he’s finally with her and wouldn’t do anything to ruin that. 

Elias rolls his eyes at his best friend. Only he would be so oblivious. 

“The problem is that you did not stop that girl. You let her flirt with you. Don’t do that. Things can escalate quickly without you realizing what’s happening.”

Yousef is aware that Elias is just concerned for him and Sana, but obviously more for his sister and Yousef really appreciates that. Still, Elias should know better.

“I’m sure I’ll notice. I was just being polite. Nothing else.”

Yousef and Elias go to the Bakkoush house while the rest goes to Mutta’s. Adam, Mikael and Mutta live close to each other and Yousef and Elias live close to each other. Last time they went out Elias slept over at Yousef’s and this time Yousef will sleep over at Elias’.

For once, Elias did not forget his keys so they can get inside without waking anyone up. Well, that’s what they thought. When Elias trips over his own feet because he refused to turn on the lights in the hall, they hear rumbling from one of the rooms and finally Sana jumps into the hallway. Her hair covered by a headscarf just messily thrown on. When she sees Elias looking at her sheepishly, she gets back inside her room and comes back out in a minute with her hair properly covered. The three of them go to the kitchen. 

“How was it?”, Sana asks.

All three sit down at the table. Elias closed the door to not wake his parents, if they aren’t awake by now anyway. 

“It was good. We danced a lot.”, Elias answers and shoots a look towards Yousef.

Sana notices that that look is not his usual ‘Yousef made me look bad because he danced better’- look. It’s something else. She looks back and forth between her brother and her boyfriend and looks at them questioningly.

“What is it?”, Sana asks. 

Yousef just shrugs and points to Elias, as if to say he should be the one to answer. 

When Elias doesn’t do that, Sana says: “Elias, come on.”

Elias leans back in his seat, slides down a little and crosses his arms over his chest. “Your boyfriend let some girl flirt with him.”

Sana raises her eyebrows, wondering if she heard that sentence right. 

“Okay. Did he flirt back?”, she asks, pressing her lips together. She glances at Yousef who looks at her with the same look she gives him, sporting a tiny smile. 

Elias shakes his head furiously. The fear of having started a fight between two of his favorite people begins to worry him. “No, no. He didn’t. Of course not.”

“Good, he could barely flirt with me before we became a couple.”, Sana says laughingly.

“Hey!”, Yousef exclaims but can’t really object.

“Wait, you’re not mad?”, Elias asks, looking back and forth between his sister and his best friend. 

Sana shakes her head. “No, why would I? If he didn’t flirt back … almost every time we went out someone started flirting with him.”

Sana and Yousef look at each other and start laughing. They’re definitely remembering something Elias was not part of. The fact that it’s so late makes them laugh even more. So Elias stands up and drags Yousef with him.

“Before you wake my parents with your laughter… we should all go to bed.”

dreamnoteprincess  asked:

To that annon. I kind of agree. From one headcanon you said Sammy is only scary by looks not by strength so I always felt he was the kid people picked on till he snapped one day

((so here’s a really bad tl;dr of sammy: he has both a short fuse and resting bitchface and that just makes everything terrible for him :’D after he started working at the studio he was always being pissed off by someone or something to the point where he just got used to being in a bad mood, and his resting bitchface doesn’t help anything. he could be in a good mood and still look ready to kill someone. he wasn’t always this bitter, i swear.))

TMI time with Cherry

I went in for a Brazilian wax this morning. 

My regular esthetician was unavailable so they signed me up with an older woman, probably mid-late 50′s, who was overall very sweet. She asked about my job, hobbies, etc. and I was pretty relaxed through the whole thing. Then, she looks at the ring on my finger, back to my crotch and back to the ring and goes:

“Waiting until marriage, I see. Good for you, honey, he’s gonna love this.” 



Originally posted by thefrisky

Control Ch.10

He looks to the left, then to the right. No sign of you. Good, it would be hard to explain what he’s doing here if you showed up. Jumin feels so weird wearing casual clothes in front of so many people , but coming to a classroom in a suit would drive attention, the last thing he wants for today.

He feels like loosening his tie, but there is no tie, it’s just a polo shirt. Ugh… he needs to pull himself together, act naturally, if he doesn’t believe he is a regular student, nobody else will. Yes, he is disguised as a student watching a marketing class, no, not disguised, he is a student in a marketing class. He is.

It’s quite exciting, actually. Could this be what Zen feels when he’s performing? Or what Luciel feels on an undercover mission? Luciel… he seems pretty close to you these days, are you dating? Oh… but that bruise on his mouth, is he a client? No, it couldn’t be, could it? Luciel is interested in this? Or is he interested in you? And… are you interested in him?

“We’re all mediocre people.” The blond woman standing on the pulpit states, giving an overall look to the class. “Humans are mediocre, no matter how you look at it. Even with technology and society’s development, there’s nothing extraordinary in any of us, not on me, not on you, not on any famous person, dead or alive. We’re all common, regular, ordinary.”

Jumin disagrees. No, not all people. If this was true, what about brilliant scientists, artists, sportsmen? What about… Rika? Jihyun? Luciel or you? Luciel and you… how is that even working? He doesn’t seem like your type! He’s so different from Jumin, oh… could that be the reason you would like him? Because he is different? See, professor? If we’re all ordinary, Luciel and Jumin would be the same, it wouldn’t make a difference to you, you wouldn’t be with him right now.

“And, in that sense, our duty as advertisers is make people think they are all extraordinary in their own way. Is your skin dry? Here, buy this moisturizer, your face will look like the purest silk! Do you need money? I have just the great pyramid scheme for you to get rich in a matter of weeks! Can’t get up? Try this pill, it will make women climb over you! It’s all about making people think they’re special, unique. It’s making them believe their opinion matter. Which, at least to us, advertisers, it really does.”

He curls his lips as he takes notes, it’s part of blending and looking like a student. Jumin had marketing strategies lessons in college, but nothing he learned was this harsh and… mean, at some level. Of course, he knew it was all about selling, and people are customers, but is it really necessary to manipulate customers like this? This woman has a very negative point of view on customer/seller set ups, she shouldn’t push her twisted ideas on young students like this is an absolute truth. Tsk… to think she is your mentor! What kind of ideas has she put in your head? Do you also believe in that?

“This sounds harsh, I know. But this could be applied to all of us, advertisers. Think of all the great ideas you had for some campaign. There is a high chance it’s already been done. I’m not talking about copy, I’m just talking about the fact people can’t truly owe an idea, especially when it’s already out there. Who can owe the rights on creativity? Nobody. Advertisers are mediocre as well, a great innovative campaign can have some inspiration in something that’s already been done.”

Ah, he can agree to that. Jumin saw many advertisers pass through C&R all ovet the years. It doesn’t matter where they graduated, how long it took, many of them think similarly, like there is a pre-shaped mold for marketing students and success comes if they fit into this mold. Oh… so the talking about mediocrity was actually a critique to her own field? She’s making their students see what’s wrong with themselves in order to make them get out of the mold? Clever. This woman is clever.

She looks like she’s in her 40s, or maybe even in her 50s, if she’s well preserved. According to his research, she has been teaching marketing strategies here for almost seven years. She is quite renowned, having a considerable amount of works published. The other things he can recall came from you:  She’s demanding, pushes her students a lot, can be a little rude when she gets impatient, but overall, she’s kind to the students who show their efforts, even shamelessly protecting her “pets”. Yes, that was exactly the word you used. Were you her favorite…pet? That’s why she decided to teach you how to dominate?

There was nothing about BDSM in his researches, but this wasn’t exactly a surprise. You told him how discreet you were, being able to hide this persona completely even when you’re someone who stands out was probably one of the lessons. You learned this one well, apparently.

“You should have added a cap, if you want my opinion, it’s tacky, but it’s more accurate for a student.” That’s the first thing she says when Jumin approaches her after class is over. “Jumin, isn’t it? Glad to meet you.” She leans to shake his hand.

“We’ve met before, I suppose.”

“I heard so much about you is almost like I do know you, indeed. Which is why I’m surprised you would try to look as a student just to come to my class, it doesn’t seem like something you would do, at least not from what she told me about you. How is her internship, by the way?”

“I don’t have a direct contact with the creative department, I wouldn’t really know. Although she would be a great PR.”

“Yes, it suits her more. Protecting her clients from embarrassing questions with sweetness and firmness, she has the skills for that.”

“Yes, she could be really devoted to her clients.” he doesn’t even feel like blinking as he watches her pour some water and lean on her desk.

“Why do I feel this has nothing to do with the internship anymore?” she asks, meeting his gaze.

“Because you are smart.”

“You are very smart as well, young man. Another thing I already knew from what she told me, and believe me, she told me a lot about you.” He wonders if there is any sexual innuendo here, now that would be quite embarrassing, and he can’t get embarrassed in front of her. “But coming to see me doesn’t seem very smart.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I’ll tell her that you came to me.”

“I didn’t expect it to be different. Which is why I’ll be brief: why her?”


“Why me?” you adjust yourself in your seat, trying not to show how disappointed you were for getting another question as an answer “My field of work is not directed to PR, miss MC. Haven’t you checked professor’s resumes to see one more adequate to your interest?”

“I did.” You look away, embarrassed. “None of them were available, professor.”

“So I’m your last option?” her eyes gleam as she chuckles in annoyance. “You know this won’t really convince me, miss MC. Much on the contraire.”

“I thought so. But I read some of your works, professor, and there is this term paper you did correlating publicity to communication in general and… well, PR is communication, so I thought I could give it a shot.”

“Because you are desperate for a scholarship.”

“Yes, I… well, I’ll be honest. I need to graduate, professor, and I won’t be able to afford graduation if I don’t get one of these incentives to research the university provides. I know that my grades aren’t that impressive, and I’m basically a mediocre student right now, but I think this work on PR and publicity could really be… innovative, somehow.”


“It could be innovative. It… it will be, if you let me.” There is a solemn silence as you do your best not to sit on the edge of the chair, waiting for your response.

“You know the incentive for research doesn’t pay that much and you will get the money in at least two months, correct?”

“Yes, I do.” You didn’t.

“Which means that, if you don’t pay your debts, you could lose your registry here before we even try your idea.” Oh, is she… is she considering your idea?

“I… guess.”

She leans back on the backrest of her chair, analyzing you.

“What other works of mine have you read, miss MC?”

“Advertising patterns and how to get to know your target, selling strategies over the decades, oh, and I really liked that one when you wrote about advertisers on the 21st century, professor. That comparison you did between sex and advertising is so… unexpected and… innovative!”

“You think so?”

“I do! It’s amazing! ‘Sex brings out the mediocrity in all of us, so does advertising’, this is so… so true.”

She leans forward, uh oh… you shouldn’t have mentioned this, should you? She gives one more attentive look at you before reaching for the drawer in her desk. Throwing a book in your direction, she smiles.

“Write a critic review about this book.3.000 words to the end of the week.” Shit! You feel like groaning before taking a look at the cover of the book.

“BDSM? I… I’m sorry, professor. I don’t see what this has to do with publicity, or… sex, for that matter.”

“If you think this, it’s already a great start, miss MC. Write a good review and I’ll take you as my pupil, if you don’t write it… there will be punishable consequences.”

“Like losing my registration?” she laughs in amusement. “Thank you, professor. I won’t disappoint you.”

“You better not, miss MC.”


“And did you do a good job?" 

“The book was terrible. And I wrote about that.” he laughs in amusement.

 “So you used to be a broke student and she was a bored woman looking for something exciting, so she taught you how to do… all of this?”

“It’s a way to put it. I want to think she had sympathy and tried to give me an alternative that would give me money in short-time while we worked on this paper.”

“Do you really think she would do all of this just for a paper, MC?”

“You don’t know her, Seven. But that woman is obsessed with her career as a teacher, she takes this very seriously. You can say she is a little bit of a sadist going through a middle age crisis taking an innocent desperate girl under her wing and enticing her in a very… unorthodox job. But the way I see it, she saw I’m not that ordinary and I could help her doing something different in the academic environment, and in return, she gave me something I could be really good at and that could give me some financial stability.”

“And did you like it? I mean… do you… like it?”

“I… never thought so much about it, you know? I like everything I conquered through this job, but lately, I… I’ve been learning how to enjoy it. And you, Luciel Choi, is the one to blame.”

“Me? I’m just a catholic innocent boy, lady!”

“Yes! Also, you don’t judge me, you’re very interested in what I have to say and…. You make me feel comfortable about talking about this. The only person I could confide this was my teacher, but she was there just to teach me.” You look away, fumbling your hands in the sheets. “I can’t really… share about this, you know?”

“I’m glad you’re sharing it with me.” He hugs you timidly.

“So am I.” you look at him. “What about you? When will I get to know more about you?”

“Me? There’s nothing interesting for you, actually.”

“Hmmm… really? I’m pretty sure you’re lying.”

“Oh, I totally am, but it’s for your own good, believe me.” He chuckles as you glare at him. “Seriously now, MC. Don’t… don’t think much about me. You know how you just told me how you never got to share about being a domme? You can share it with me, I’ll listen to everything, your struggles, your doubts, your clients, I really want to focus only on you, so… focus on yourself. Trust me and focus on yourself, that’s all I’m going to ask you.” You almost don’t recognize this guy in front of you, so serious, almost cold, somehow.

And as much as you don’t want to think about this at all, it’s so hard not to see a little bit of Jumin on him right now. Yes… Jumin once told you to be selfish and focus on yourself. No, but this is different, you couldn’t focus on yourself when Jumin needed you so desperately! Seven doesn’t need you, does he? This is just a casual thing, it’s nothing like you had with Jumin, and… you shouldn’t be comparing them.

“Can I call you later?” he asks, standing in the door. You nod, chuckling as he takes your hand to give it a kiss. “So, see ya! Go… go get them, MC!” you both laugh as he gets embarrassed at his attempt of cheering for you in your work.

Now you need to find your phone and confirm your next session. You feel a shiver going down your spine as you see a couple of messages from your teacher. She rarely texts, which means it could be urgent, is it something about your paper?

But your concern turns into confusion as you see two texts from someone else:


Please, give me a call.

Nothing weird, don’t worry. I just have some business to go over with you.

Chapter 9 |

KITTY (looking at Sherlock): You invented James Moriarty, your nemesis. 

JOHN (upset): Invented him? 

KITTY: Mmm-hmm. Invented all the crimes, actually – and to cap it all, you made up a master villain. 

JOHN: Oh, don’t be ridiculous! (Kitty turns and points towards Jim.) 

KITTY: Ask him. He’s right here! Just ask him. Tell him, Richard. 

JOHN (furiously): Look, for God’s sake, this man was on trial! 

KITTY: Yes … (she points at Sherlock) … and you paid him; paid him to take the rap. Promised you’d rig the jury. (Sherlock stares at her silently.) 

KITTY: Not exactly a West End role, but I’ll bet the money was good. (She walks over to Jim and puts her arm around his shoulders while he stands with his hands still held out in front of himself.) 

KITTY: But not so good he didn’t want to sell his story.



Hi there anon! sure! i dont mind :D so here some of the poses, but i’m not really good at references (*^▽^)/i’m sorry if these won’t do any help to you ;-;

i love drawing female poses and that why i love to draw girls ^^; as boys not so much because i’m pretty sure whenever i draw boys, he will looks like a girl XD

Anyway, thank you! have a good day/night!


you can read part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here, part 4 here, part 5 here, part 6 here, part 7 here, part 8 here, part 9 here,  part 10 here & part 11 here

The night has fallen and you were in the guest room with Tig.

You were both lying in bed.

“How did you meet John?” Tig asks you.

“Well he’s a good friend of the family and he’s like a seconds father to me.”

“SHIT…” He looks at you. “Why him?”

“He helped me out, every time I got into a problem he helped me out.”

“But his so..”

“angry, unfriendly,” You said looking towards him.

“That,” he says pulling you closer to him. He gives you a kiss.

“What did Clay actually say today?” You ask him.

“We’re not going to do any business with Travis and that he was living” He takes a pause before continuing. “and he needs me back”

“Oh better.” You said to him.

“Better?” He says with a taken back. “You want to get rid of me?”

“I didn’t want to say it to your face but after last night I think I need someone else.” You said with a smile on your face.

“Ohh it’s that so baby girl,” Tig says. He gives you a kiss and lays on top of you. He begins kissing you neck. “When I’m finished with you” He keeps kissing you. “You will never want anyone but me.”

He puts his hand under your shirt. He keeps kissing your neck making you moan.

You heard a knock on the door. “Keep it down in there.” You hear John say.

Tig looks at you. “ You heard him., keep it down.” He says continuing to go down on you.

He lays next to you. The two of you out of breath.

“And? Do you still want someone else?” Tig said looking at you.

“No I’m good.” You said with a smile.No I’m good.” You said with a smile.No I’m good.” You said with a smile.No I’m good.” You said with a smile.

He pulled you up close and hold you in his arms.

You were almost asleep when you felt a kiss on your head.

You kept your eyes closed.You really just wanted to sleep at the moment.

“Y/N?” Tig said softly almost as a whisper. “I want you to come back with me.”

You didn’t react. You didn’t know how to react. After that, you didn’t hear anything else.

You got out of bed. Tig was still sleeping, you put a shirt and pants on and you walked towards the kitchen.

“Good Morning,” John said giving you a cup of coffee.

You took the cup of coffee from him and walked toward the kitchen table.

“Are you dating him?”

“No” YOu looked down at the mug in your hands. “I don’t think so.”

“Is he helping you with Travis?”

“How did you…”

“I heard one of their men talk. What did you do?”

“I didn’t do what he wanted.”

“Is that the short story?” John asks.

You nod your head.

“Well just stay safe and don’t trust him too much.” He says getting a sip of his coffee.

“We will leave in an hour.” You said towards him.

“Don’t, stay till lunch and then go and go wake him up, I want to take you shoot before lunch see how your skills are.”till lunch and then go and go wake him up, I want to take you shoot before lunch see how your skills are.”

“Yes sir,” you said standing up from the kitchen table. “John, I actually need your help.”

‘I know.. I’m trying to think of something.”

You gave him a smile and walked out of the kitchen back to the bedroom where you and Tig were sleeping.

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