he's no excuses anymore

BTS Reaction - “I hate you.” /requested

geniebjones said: Bts reaction to, during a heated argument, their s/o yells out “I hate you” for the first time pweez

awh this is so sad :( 

Namjoon:

He stops completely when he heard you yell those three words he always worried would come from you - I hate you. The two of you fought like crazy over tour schedules, and he knew how lonely you became when he had to leave for months at a time. This time, though, was different. His eyes would get teary and he’d stop fighting back.

“You don’t mean that. You don’t mean that, Y/N.”

Jin:

The hurt in his eyes after you said it made him re-think what he was already saying to you. You two were fighting over his work schedule, and how he never answered his phone. He wouldn’t come after you after you said it, then ran upstairs to your room. And when you were out of sight, he’d let a tear slip from his eye before putting on his shoes and leaving.

Jimin:

You had gotten into a car wreck, and Jimin had the music too loud in the studio to notice his phone buzzing incessantly. He didn’t look at his phone for the next three hours, and when he saw that he had almost 100 missed calls from you, he called and called until a random person picked up - a nurse. She explained what happened. That evening, when Jimin walked in, you said those words, and he had no excuse.

“I hate you. You’re never there for me anymore.”

Jungkook:

You guys were arguing over a pregnancy scare. You two fought constantly over the future but this time had really scared you, and it became this whole argument. When you said I hate you, he would swallow hard and rush to your side, hugging you and telling you that he was sorry with teary eyes.

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Taehyung:

Tae would just shake his head, too angered by the fight. He’d shake his head and continue to fight back at you, but he saw how upset you were, and went after you to apologize when you walked out of the kitchen.

J-Hope:

You were both fed up with each other. It was the holidays and being around both families and each other was beginning to get claustrophobic, and you began to accuse each other of not wanting to be around each other’s families. It got heated, and when you said I hate you, he would stop and grab your wrist.

“No, you don’t. We promised to get through stuff like this, remember?

Suga:

He’d only stare at you and walk away. Suga isn’t the type to give up a grudge easily, but those words echoed in his head all night. He would think, “There’s no way she really hates me, right?”

More Than That (Pt. 1)

[Summary]: Who knew your boyfriend knew Tony Stark in college. At a college alumni party, you meet the Avengers and they immediately take a liking to you, treating you like a “sister-like” figure. Except for one super soldier who likes you “more than that”. When your relationship starts to fall apart, you confide in Steve about it who’s willing to do anything to be more than friends with you.

[Pairing]: Steve x reader (mentions of the team)

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A/N: BSB gif was made by yours truly! More Backstreet Boys comin’ your way, peeps! [x] This one literally screamed Steve’s name when I was listening to it, so here’s the result… A short series!

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You will never forget the first time you met the Avengers. It was a pretty surreal moment for you. And all because your boyfriend had went to college with the most well known member of the team.

A party invitation had been sent to the apartment the one day and you almost had to do a double-take, noticing the address it said where the invite came from. For a second you almost thought that it was a practical joke from one of Greg’s buddies.

“Hey, hun,” you said to him as you walked into the kitchen. “This isn’t another joke from Billy, is it?” And you tossed the envelope into his lap.

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Hickies- William Nylander

Originally posted by dallas41chicago88

Ok kids! Here you are! I hope this is what you were looking for anon! Enjoy guys!

Warning: One bad word, hickies

Anon Request: Hey i love your imagines so much like theres no words to say how much i love reading them 😂😘😘 could you write one with William Nylander where youre not really dating, but have something going on and then one day you have some kind of bruise on your neck and he thinks you have someone else and starts ignoring you before you finally ask what’s up ?

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              “What is your problem?” you asked Willy.

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It’s funny how people go on and on about how they don’t like Roman, will boo him everywhere he goes. But yet they never give any legitimate reasons for why they do. And I’m sorry, but the mic skills and he “can’t wrestle” excuse doesn’t cut it anymore, so don’t even go there. Whether people want to see it or not, he has been improving as a wrestler and on the mic over the last few years. And contrary to what people think, he is very passionate about the business. The fact that he comes from a wrestling family doesn’t detract from that passion. And that doesn’t mean he’s been handed everything and hasn’t worked hard or earned his place in the company.

And so what if he did get into wrestling because of his family? So what if he chose wrestling over football? So what if he does end up becoming the next face of the company? Who are you to judge him for it? Who are you to try to dictate his life and choices? If he decided to be a wrestler instead of a football player, then that was his right to choose. He isn’t selfish or an asshole for it. It doesn’t make him any less passionate for the wrestling business. He wouldn’t be in the business, busting his ass and putting up with all the haters bullshit on a constant basis if he wasn’t passionate about the business. And if he does become the next face of the company, well I say good for Roman Reigns! He’s earned it, he deserves it, he has what it takes to carry on that responsibility.

Also, his fans on the internet aren’t the only ones who defend him. And no, it’s not just women and children who like him! Yeah, I’m putting that out there just in case anyone tries to come at me with that BS. His family (i.e. Rikishi and The Usos) has come to his defense various times. And many wrestlers and people who have worked in WWE for many years, both past and present, have also defended him and said positive things about him – Ric Flair, Mick Foley, Bret Hart, Paul Heyman, Chris Jericho, Big Show, The Miz, Cesaro, Sheamus, Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins, John Cena, AJ Styles, Finn Balor…the list goes on and on. And no, THEY WERE NOT PAID TO SAY IT! And it also doesn’t mean that they’re being ass kissers, so don’t even try to come at me with that, because it’s bullshit! They are the ones who see Roman on a daily basis, who are in the same room with Roman, and who have gotten in the same ring with Roman, and have wrestled him multiple times. So yeah, I’m afraid the whole “oh they got paid to say it” and “they’re ass kissers” excuse doesn’t fly either!

I’ve said it in great depth before and I will say it again. Roman Reigns has done absolutely NOTHING to anyone to deserve all the hate and disrespect he gets. You people act as if he intentionally offends people and like everything he says and does is wrong. And if anyone tries to use his suspension as an excuse, well let me just say that yeah, he fucked up. And he knew he was wrong and that he made a mistake. He owned up to it and apologized publicly on Twitter to all his family, friends, and fans. And he paid his dues and faced the consequences like a mature adult. Ever since then, he hasn’t done anything and has gotten his shit together and is doing better than ever.

So people really need to move on and get over it already. Roman Reigns isn’t go anywhere. And one day, he will be back in the main event scene and he will be either a four-time WWE World Champion or WWE Universal Champion. You can believe that! And as always, haters gonna hate.

Liam Dunbar Imagine- Nervous

Anon- Hello love! Don’t know if you’re taking requests but I really loved your last Liam imagine so I was wondering if you could please write a Liam imagine where he once saved the reader who is a werewolf too, so she starts being protective with him and then he’s starts to act weird in front of her because he likes her. like, she wonders why his heart raises when she’s around, thanks! 

Author’s Note- Hope you enjoy. You can find some of my other imagines here x

One Week Ago

“Y/n move!” Liam shouted, after noticing Tracy was coming up from behind you. You didn’t hear in time. You turned around and felt sharp claws penetrate your side, making your eyes glow bright gold. You fell to the ground paralysed after the Kanima venom worked its way into your bloodstream. You couldn't do anything but stare above you, seeing Tracy’s face as she towered above you, her hand stretched ready to make her final move. You then saw as a figure pushed her to the ground with an animalistic growl, after hearing more cuts, punches and tables being broken, you felt someone lift you up to carry you bridal style. He tilted your head up so you could see him. You smiled weakly and let out a sigh of relief, with the limited movement in your neck you put your head into his chest and slowly let your eyes close, knowing you’d soon be fine. Thank god for Liam Dunbar.

Currently

Liam picked up a tray and examined the food options in the dinner queue. “Move Dunbar” one of his team mates said playfully, pushing in front of him. “Come on dude, that’s the third time this week” Liam complained like a kid. “Fuck you” you said picking up a tray and positing yourself next to Liam. “It’s only a joke, tell your girl to chill” his team mate brushed off, shaking his head. “She’s not my-” Liam began to explain awkwardly, before you interrupted. “Apologise and go to the back of the queue before I shove this tray so far up your arse that you start seeing-” you began to threaten, until Liam covered your mouth with his hand. “Okay man chill, I’m sorry and I’ll see you at practice” he said as he backed away, slightly scared. You simply turned away and began to look at the food, as if nothing had happened. “What was that?” he asked, with a grin on his face. “He was treating you as inferior, to which I disagree” you stated, pouting at the sight of the dreadful food your school was serving. “Y/n” he said, trying not to laugh. “Huh?” your cheeks began to flush, at the thought of you having something on your face or something in your hair to make him laugh at you. “You do realise, you just also pushed in the queue” he said, looking at all the students that were complaining to one another. “Oh right” you realised, looking a bit hypocritical. “I’m just going to go” you began to back away before he quickly grabbed your wrist before you could. You both couldn’t help but listen as both of your heart beats slowed down to the same rate and beat loudly for a split second. He assumed that yours was purely because he shocked you, you on the other hand was confused as to why his did too. You looked as him quizzically, before he quickly let go with a really anxious look on his face. “Oh erm sorry, I was just going to say you may as well stay now, we’re almost at the front” he mumbled. “Oh okay, I guess so” you shrugged. Neither of you spoke another word while In the queue together and you barely talked while at the lunch table, which caused a few quizzical looks among the pack. I guess both of you were too busy over analysing what had just happened.

Later on, you all met up at Scott’s house for your weekly pack meeting. Liam had made an excuse not to walk with you like you usually did, he instead had already arranged for Stiles to come and pick you up. “Hey” Stiles beamed as you got into the front seat of his jeep. “Heyy” you retuned the energy. “Let’s roll out” he said, putting it into reverse. “How many coffees have you had?” you asked with wide eyes, looking down to see all the empty Starbucks cups scattered around. “Today? Only like three” he shrugged, speaking a little too quick. “I better not die in this piece of scrap metal” you whined. “Never insult Roscoe like that!” he said pointing at you, while still looking at the road. “And you’ve named it” you laughed. “Don’t listen to her, I love you just the way you are” he claimed, kissing his steering wheel as you pulled up at Scott’s. When you arrived, everyone else was already there and waiting for the pair of you. You sat next to Liam, once again hearing his heart beat out of his chest. You turned to look at him with furrowed brows but he stared straight ahead of him and Scott began to speak before you could say anything about his shady behaviour. There wasn’t long left of the meeting thankfully, it was one of the most awkward things you’d experienced when there was no need for it to be. Liam’s heart would randomly race whenever yours and his shoulders brushed or every time he felt you look at him. Normally he would make groans when he got bored but he sat there like a statue the whole time. With about ten minutes left Stiles got a call from his dad and he had to leave early, so unfortunately for Liam, that meant walking home with you, considering you lived literally a few houses away from one another it seemed only rational.

“Liam will you slow down?” you whined, walking ten steps behind him. “You’re a werewolf now Y/n, you cant use the ‘I’m not into sport’ excuse anymore” he called back to you, referring to how lazy you used to be before you received the bite. He stopped suddenly, after he could no longer hear the noise of you walking and sighing loudly. He turned around to see you were no longer there and feeling scared was an understatement, he swiftly turned back around to look for you and practically screamed when he saw you in front of him. “Wow Liam, who knew you had lungs like that” you teased jokingly. “It’s not funny, I thought you were kidnapped” he breathed half in relief, half in annoyance. “I’m a werewolf, remember?” you said, your eyes then widened at the sight of a flashing neon sign. You skipped merely and opened the doors into the diner. That was a thing you loved about small towns, the old school diners with good and cheap food. Liam groaned but hesitantly followed behind you. You sat in your usual booth and he sat opposite you with a grumpy expression. “What are we doing here?” he asked, crossing his arms. “I’m hungry” you said innocently. He looked relieved for a second, until you continued. “And also to find out why you’re avoiding me” you also crossed your arms. “Usual?” the waitress asked, while Liam sunk into his chair. “Yes please” you smiled. She then looked over at him. “Just a coke please” he mumbled. She looked surprised, normally Liam ordered half of the menu but she simply nod and walked off to the kitchen. “You’re being weird, tell me what’s up” you said straight forwardly after a few minutes of watching him pretend to read the menu he was holding, that was upside down. “I’m not being weird” he scoffed, looking anywhere but at you. “I know when you’re lying” you claimed, leaning forward. His eyes flickered for a minute, while he raised his hand to bite his fingernails. “Why are you doing that?” you asked with a slight look of disgust. “Nervous” he replied simply. “There’s no reason for you to be nervous” you said, focusing on the food that the waitress placed in front of you. “There is when you’re trying to tell your best friend you’re in love with her” he accidently blurted out. Your eyes widened in shock as you quickly looked from your plate to him. The waitress awkwardly backed away after hearing that, trying to supress the smile on her face. “Oh god” he suddenly said in horror, realising what he just said. You sat there with your mouth parted open looking at him. “It just slipped out” he added, rubbing the back of his neck. “Please say something” he squeaked, after you didn’t reply. “You love me” you simply repeated. “As a friend-” he tried to lie, “As more than a friend” he admitted straight after. “I-I-” you began to stutter. Liam waited in anticipation for your response, not sure if he had just made the biggest mistake of his life. “I cant do this right now” you said, picking up your bag and exiting the diner in a matter of seconds. He sat there, his head in his hands in the booth that was once his safe place. Your safe place.

“Y/n you fucking idiot” you said out loud to yourself in your bedroom. You had been pacing back and forth for like half an hour. “Why didn’t you tell him that you feel the same” you complained. “Oh god” you sighed in frustration, running your hands through your hair. You heard your phone buzz from on your bed, you picked it up to see a message from Liam; ‘I’m sorry, just forget I said anything. I didn’t want to ruin us’. You exhaled and gave a brief thought. “Fuck this” you said, locking your phone, shoving it into your jean pocket and grabbing your coat from the back of your door. You didn’t slowly approach the situation like any normal human being would, in fact you stormed from your house back to the diner impulsively. You knew he would still be there, you saw him through the window, clouded with condensation. His head was on the table and it was practically empty in there. You burst into the doors and walked over to your booth, it didn’t take long for him to recognise the smell of your perfume or the sound of your heartbeat. He lifted himself up, but before either of you could say anything, you scooted to sit beside him and pressed your lips to his harshly but longingly. He was surprised at first, to say the least but he soon opened up and deepened the kiss. The only reason you pulled away from one another was to catch your breath. You stared at each other, examining every detail. “I owe you ten bucks” the chef whispered to the waitress. Both of your werewolf hearings picked up on that from across the room. “I told you, they were meant to be together from the first time they came here” the waitress smiled reminiscently. You and Liam smiled upon hearing that. “I guess this means you like me back?” he asked. “I don’t like you- I love you” you corrected, putting your head on your shoulder as he wrapped his arm around you. He stroked your hair and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I’m hungry” you claimed. “Yeah me too” he agreed. You both glanced over to the waitress and chef. “Its on the house” they spoke at the same time, accidently giving away that they were listening to your conversation. Y/F/N and Liam Dunbar, who’d have thought you’d ever be more than best friends? Well everyone apart from the pair of you, but regardless the feelings you had for him were mutual. That was the day you realised you’d already found your soulmate and everything else stemmed from there.

Requests are closed ATM sorry, I have too many and so I wont be doing any that are sent as I have too many that I’m currently working on. I’ll let you know when they’re open x

Toxic Love

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

When you woke up the next morning everything felt wrong.

The light from the window wasn’t heating up the right spot, your head was pounding with the after effects of alcohol and even the bed sheets smelt different.

And that’s when you remembered.

Jensen.

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anonymous asked:

Headcanon. Archie is the first person Veronica tells about her feelings for Betty idk I just feel like it would be a thing where she's ranting at him and says something about how it's so fucked up that people like people who don't like them back and he's thinking 'betty isn't even mad at me for not liking her back anymore but you're still mad at me for her' until Veronica gets real sad and says something like I just want her to love me or something and he realizes that she likes Betty but idk

So I took this ask as a prompt and wrote a little one shot based off of it.

I wrote this at 2 am so it’s kinda rough but I still hope you like it.

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His day had started off well enough; early morning football practice, which wasn’t really all that great, hadn’t it been for the fact that a great new melody for one of his songs had popped into his head.

Humming the tune as he walked through the halls, he was stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Veronica Lodge at the end of the hallway; clearly out for blood. Just as he was about to turn the other way to escape her wrath, he heard her shout out to him.

So much for that plan.

As he turned around he saw Veronica walk towards him with a fire in her step that showed that she meant business. And here he had thought this was going to be a good day. Stupid.

“Archie Andrews! Don’t think I didn’t see you.”

He had only hoped.

“I need to talk to you actually, Ronnie, but can we please go somewhere else?” He said defeatedly. Knowing damn well that if Veronica wanted something, she was going to get it.

She glared at him suspiciously but followed him to the music room, which was surprisingly empty for once.

“This better be good because I’m about to go off on you in about two minutes” she said, crossing her arms in defiance.

“Whatever you’re going to say about me and Betty, I know, okay?” He said, sitting down in front of the piano. “I’m a douchebag for stringing her along and hurting her just because I was too blind to see that my best friend has a crush on me.”

“So whatever you have to say, save it.” He looked down at the keys. “I’ve already told her I’m sorry a million times, and she has forgiven me! No hard feelings.” He dared to look up at her but her face was unreadable.

“Are you done?” She said, looking unimpressed.

“Yes.” He was.

“Betty stood at my door crying Archie! No, sobbing actually, because you rejected her for being ‘too perfect for you’.” Veronica said to him accusingly. “Who even uses that lame old ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ excuse anymore?”

He did apparently. “Look Ronnie, I know you’re mad at me and all, but you haven’t talked to me in two weeks and now you suddenly come at me out of nowhere.”

“Betty has moved on, why can’t you?” He asked her gently.

She looked at him for a while before sitting down next to him by the piano. Laying her head on his shoulder and sighing deeply.

He looked at her; careful to not make any sudden movements that would disturb her from her thoughts, seeing not quite anger, but sadness reflected in her eyes.

“I just know how much it sucks when someone you like doesn’t like you back. I don’t wish that feeling on anyone. Especially not Betty.” Veronica finally answered, her voice having lost all the fire it once held.

Archie put his arm around her then, feeling her completely deflate against him. He knew there was something he wasn’t seeing. A piece of the puzzle he was missing; but he couldn’t put his finger on what it was.

“I’m sorry for being angry at you Arch.” She said. “It just seems hardly fair when you love someone so much but they are completely oblivious.” He felt her words vibrating against his chest.

Suddenly, it clicked.

“You’re in love with Betty…” He says hesitantly.

Veronica is silent for a long while then, letting the sentence hang between them, making the air feel thick with unspoken thoughts. Because even though her face showed no sign of discomfort, he felt her heart rapidly thudding against his shoulder.

She looks up at him with a sad smile on her face.

“I’m in love with Betty.” She finally says, sounding so certain that he almost doesn’t believe that she came to that conclusion just a few seconds ago. Just like that, it was as clear as night and day. Veronica was in love with Betty just like the earth revolves around the sun, as sure as the currents of the sea.

“But that doesn’t matter.” She says, looking up at him “Because I’m in love with Betty and she’s in love with you.”

Birthday Surprise (Taeyong x Reader)

Originally posted by nct127


“He was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago, where is he?” You mentally asked yourself, looking down at your phone to check if there were any missed calls or messages.  

Tapping your heel against the leg of the table, you let out a frustrated sigh. It was half past nine and you had decided to go out for dinner with Taeyong since it was your birthday. Of course, you were the one who had made the reservations and did everything even though it was your special day since he rarely took time out of his busy schedule to prepare something for you. 

Even if it was your birthday. You took a sip of your water and mentally prayed that he came soon before the restaurant closed and you were asked to leave.

Taking a deep breath in and flattening out your hair, you tried to think optimistically though the annoying part of your brain nagged you that he had forgotten. Although, he didn’t occasionally take time out for you, Taeyong still treated you very well and was an amazing person, even if he didn’t show his affection for you very often. 

Just then interrupting your thoughts, you heard the restaurant door open, making you get up with a huge smile on your face. But when you saw who it was, your smile instantly dropped. It wasn’t him. Instead it was his close friend, Johnny who had a small, warm smile on his face as he looked at you. You softly smiled at him back and waved as he came closer to you. 

He chuckled and said, “You don’t look too happy to see me _________.” 

You shook your head and smiled, “It’s nothing like that, I’ve just been waiting for Taeyong to come for a while now so I was a little disappointed that it wasn’t him, I mean, I guess I can’t lie there.” 

You both lightly laughed and he stuck his hands in his pockets as he replied, “Well that was one of the reasons why I came here to pick you up because our lovely T-yongie couldn’t come for tonight cause he’s been up at the studios finishing up with some recordings.” 

And just like the other times, he had bailed on you, you shouldn’t have been surprised. Why should you be, when you knew that this was going to happen?

 “It’s okay, just take a deep breath” you thought to yourself and you closed your eyes letting out a big breath then reopened them saying, 

“Okay, that’s alright I understand.” 

You let out a small, lifeless laugh looking out the big restaurant windows murmuring, “You guys do have an album coming soon, I shouldn’t be selfish.” 

Johnny looked at you with concern and lightly touched your elbow, “Are you okay ________?” 

You nodded with a fake smile even though the both you knew you weren’t. But it was whatever now. Besides, what difference would your feelings make anyways? 

Taeyong was probably as usual going to stay at the studio until 3-4am, letting time fly by as he helped the composers/lyricists tweak things. Then he would come home, go right up to your room and pass out instantly beside you while you were already asleep after becoming tired of waiting for him. The next morning, he would wake up around 8 and freshen up, accidentally waking you in the process and mutter, “Shit. I totally forgot. I’m so sorry ________ I had to-“

You’d wave him off as usual and say that it was fine and you knew that he was busy and that they could go out some time during the week. But of course, you never had the time, or well he never had the time. 

This had been going on for a while now, ever since NCT had debuted and Taeyong had been claimed as a rising talented rapper in the music industry. Though you were glad that the fame had never reached his head, you still wished that you could spend more time with him. Rather than just having a rushed ten minute breakfast with him some mornings and waking up in the middle of the night to find him holding you and softly snoring.   

“Okay, you obviously haven’t ate yet,” Johnny interrupted your thoughts, “So where do you wanna go?” 

You shook your head and smiled at him, “It’s alright i’m not that hungry, I’ll just eat something at home.” 

“No, missy, you have to eat and that’s that, i’m not taking anymore excuses.” He looked at you sternly like a father would while walking with you outside the restaurant. 

You lightly laughed at his expression and new nickname for you then replied, “Okay fine, I’ll just get a cheeseburger with a Mcflurry or something.” 

With that you both got in his car and drove off to McDonald’s. But instead of going towards the non yellow McDonald’s sign, Johnny took a different turn and was going in the opposite direction which confused you. He noticed your expression and said, “Oh, I forgot my wallet at the studio so I was just gonna pick that up first.” 

You thought nothing of it since you knew that Johnny and the rest of the older guys from the group always insisted on paying for everything since you were Taeyong’s first girl-friend and he would probably never “find another” like you. Also he was pretty forgetful because you remembered the first time you had met, he had to rush off immediately right after since he had forgotten to pick his family up from the airport. 

“Do you have an aux (aucks) wire?” You randomly asked.

 “A what?” 

“An aux wire, you know like for playing music from the phone.”

Johnny rolled his eyes and replied, “You mean an auxiliary cord.” 

“It’s the same thing John-hoe.”

He glared at your nickname that was a mashup of his first name in korean and english and pulled the cord out of the glovebox, handing it to you at the red light, letting you plug it into your phone. “What song do you wanna listen to?” You asked him. 

“Hmmmm…. How about some Rae Sremmurd?” He answered with a smile. You shook your head knowing what song he wanted to hear since it was Taeyong’s and basically most of the other NCT member’s favourite song as well.

Ass fat, yeah I know, you just got cash? Blow sum mo, blow sum mo” 

You laughed as Johnny yelled out the lyrics, singing in a higher pitch than Nicki and for once, you realized you actually felt good today. It felt nice to have a friend when you were feeling down. Someone who was a goof like Johnny and in a way, it made you miss your friends back home since they used to do stuff like this all the time. 

Soon enough you reached the famous SM building, with it’s tall frame and logo out on a concrete sign in front. Johnny parked right out front in the small parking lot. He turned off the car and took the key out of ignition, looking at up at you, making his soft, brown hair flop in front of his face. 

“I’ll be back in a quick second, okay? Just stay right there.” 

You almost snorted but just rolled your eyes instead at what he said because honestly, where could you go at 10pm in the far side of downtown? Nevertheless, you listened and pulled out your phone to check and respond to any late birthday texts/calls. Fifteen minutes passed by and Johnny still hadn’t come back. It shouldn’t have taken that long to grab his wallet unless he was really having trouble. 

All of a sudden, someone knocked on your window and you screamed, holding your fist up while looking out. Of course, it was none other than the town idiot, Donghyuk laughing at you outside. 

You opened your door and whisper-yelled, “YA! What the hell are you doing in the middle of the night!?!” 

He laughed even more, clutching his stomach, “Noona, y-you’re just too hilarious to scare” More laughter. “And I have something important to tell you.”

“What? You twit?!” You angrily responded still grumpy from being frightened. 

“Jyani hyung can’t find his wallet so he told me to come get you so wouldn’t have to wait outside by yourself.” 

You let out a sigh but got out of the car and said, “Lead the way then Dongsookie.” 

He scowled at you whining, “Noona, I told you not to call me that in public anymore!!” 

“Is there anyone around us right now?” 

“No but-“ 

“So it’s fine then.” You smirked at him and he glared at you, angrily walking up the steps. Nevertheless, you followed right behind him and walked into the dark building. Everyone had probably gone home or to dinner so again you didn’t think much. Donghyuk led you up the flight of stairs and you both walked down a creepy dimly lit hallway together. 

“Okay, be honest, am I in some horror movie or something? And is a zombie guy gonna pop out? I mean I wouldn’t mind if he was cute but still,l where are you leading me and is it to my death? If so, let me know so I can eat a Skors Mcflurry before I go.” 

He made a disgusted face, looking back at you. “Ew no, this isn’t the time to be thinking of your weird fantasies noona. And I don’t know what you’re on today but zombies don’t exist but these hallway lights just need to be changed, that’s it. Besides, if I really wanted to do that, I could have done it ages ago.”

You smiled, wanting to laugh at his sassy reaction but at the same time smack his head and walked in first when he opened the door. 

“Johnny? Young-hoe? Are you in here?” You asked in the pitch blackness. Where was the light switch in here anyways? All of a sudden, you heard the door click behind you and realized that Donghyuk had locked it. Oh god you were really gonna die and Donghyuk had lied, he was part of the zombie crew. The world was going to end on your birthday, before you could even get married and have kids. Making you wish you would’ve listened to Johnny properly and stayed in the car. 

“Donghyuk?! Johnny!? Why’d you lock me in here?!?  Did you lie to me!? You’re really gonna let me die here aren’t you?!?!” You start to tear up slightly as you banged on the wall to get someone to open the door since you were extremely afraid of the dark. 

“Happy birthday to you” a low, enticing voice sang from the darkness.

You stopped tearing up and instantly, your heartbeat quickened. You could tell who’s voice it was even from a hundred miles away. 

“Happy birthday to you” It sang again from behind you, making you turn around.

Then a spotlight shined in the middle of the dance-room and you saw him. Dressed casually yet cool as usual in a striped blue shirt with track-pants and his face covered with a bouquet of flowers, was none other than your boyfriend, Lee Taeyong. 

“Happy birthday dear ________. Happy birthday to you.” 

You smiled, this time, the tears in your eyes were from happiness instead of fear as he removed the flowers from his stunning face and smiled at you cheekily. 

He had remembered. 

The lights turned on now and you heard a loud “SURPRISE!” before you saw all of your friends and the NCT members surrounding you with smiles on their faces. 

Taeyong walked up to you quietly until he was a breath away, saying through all the noise, “I didn’t forget about the restaurant, that was just a set-up. And I know you love surprises. Also, since you were feeling home-sick, I invited some of your friends from _________. And we-”

You cut him off by throwing your hands around his neck and kissing him. Feeling his warm lips curve into a smile, you felt like you were on cloud-nine.

 Once you pulled back, he had a smile on his face as he murmured, “Damn. I should start surprising you more often just to get a reaction like that to happen again.” 

You laughed, smacking his arm and laid your fore-head on his whispering, “I love it all and I love you.” Taeyong smiled wider at this and kissed you softly then whispered on your lips, “I love you too.”

Mac and Cheese (Thomas Jefferson x Reader)

Words: who knows 

Request: Request ? Alright hum… How about an everyday situation (w/ Thomas J turn) into something stupid ? Like an odd conversation, a silly debate, pranks etc… 

Tags: @sorry-but-no-sorry

 A/N: the only thing I could think of was mac and cheese lol 


You and Thomas were sitting in the living room, watching a television show about cooking. His arms was wrapped around your shoulder, and he held you close. Once you told him you had to go to the bathroom, he groaned, reluctantly letting you go. You laughed at his antics, walking to the bathroom. Once you were out, you noticed the chair empty. 

“Thomas?” You called, glancing around the apartment, he appeared, carrying boxes of shells for pasta. You watched him, confused. He grinned, putting the (you counted 8) on the island, his hands on his hips.

“Ready for dinner?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows. 

“Uh, I though we said that we were going to get takeout?” 

“Well, that tv show we were watching made me want to cook my famous mac and cheese. You like that, don’t you?” Your stomach growled, and not in a good way. 

Thomas’s cheese was very famous, but not in the way you would want. Everyone in your friend group hated it, for some reason it just didn’t taste all that great. At the end of the night, everyone would be in a line to the bathroom. Hamilton told him about how terrible it was, but Thomas ignored him, saying that he was just trying to upset him. 

When you met him, he made dinner for you. To your surprise, it was just his mac and cheese. It was a first date, so you told him it was great. He hasn’t made it for you since, and you haven’t thought of it ever again. Not until now. 

“Are you sure, Tom? I already have the place on speed dial.” He waved his hand, grabbing a pot out of the cabinet. You panicked. 

“No worries, my love. It’ll be ready in no time.”

“I don’t want you to cook, you have a meeting tomorrow with the other lawyers, and being tired won’t help you at all. Remember what happened last time with Madison?” He chuckled, placing the pot on the stove to boil. 

“That was one time, and Madison gave me some caffeine to wake me up.” 

“But, still…” You mumbled, trailing off. You couldn’t come up with anymore excuses. 

He stopped what he was doing, and looked at you suspiciously. You gave him a sly smile, looking away from his face. He turned down the flame on the stove, crossing his arms across his chest. 

“You don’t like my macaroni,” he stated, peering down at you. You rubbed the back of your neck. 

“Well…” he gasped, putting his hand against his chest. You held in your laugh at his actions, biting your lip. 

“You said you liked it! Why would you tell me you liked it?” 

“Hey, in my defense, I didn’t even know you that well, so I wanted to compliment you! Is that wrong?” he frowned. 

“But you lied.” He replied, turning off the stove. You walked over to him, trying to give him a hug. He marched away, avoiding your outstretched arms. “I tried so hard on the cheese. There were at least four in it…” he grumbled. 

“Come on, Tommy, don’t be like that.” You groaned, following him around the counter. He continued walking around, and you picked up your pace. He did the same, changing directions as quickly as you did. After you grew tired of this cat and mouse game, you leaped over the island, bumping into him. 

“Hey!” He yelped, shocked that you pulled that move. Your arms were around his torso, and you pushed your face into his chest, smelling his cologne. 

“I’m so sorry for lying to you. Next time I’ll make sure to tell you when I don’t like something, okay?” He rolled his eyes, tilting your head up so your eyes met his. He pecked your lips quickly, smirking. 

“Fine. But under one condition.” You nodded. “What do you not like about the mac?” 

You sighed.

What she says: I’m fine

What she means: Listen how come Ashfur gets a free pass into StarClan just because he “loved too much”. Literally so many cats in the Dark Forest did things because they loved too much. Mapleshade loved her kits so much she was driven to murder when they drowned due to the cruelty of ThunderClan and her former mate. Even Tigerstar loved too much. He loved ThunderClan so much that he felt it was only right for him to make sure it was the best Clan in the forest through whatever means possible. So honestly i have no idea what Ash “i helped kill my leader once and attempted to murder 3 more cats” fur is doing up there in StarClan cause honestly the whole “he loved too much” excuse ain’t stickin anymore i hope squirrel kicks him outta there when she goes to starclan honestly

I broke my tv,” Harry says, and he knows how stupid this is but he’s beyond stopping himself anymore. He feels like he’s been giving himself excuses to talk to Malfoy since forever, and at least he can recognize that for what it is.

Malfoy peers at it, pale eyebrows knitting together as he does. “Did you take a hammer to it, then?”

Harry just stares at him for a long moment, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.

Malfoy’s eyebrows raise and he shrugs. “Well, that’s new.”

“It fell,” Harry adds belatedly, but Malfoy just gives the smallest of laughs, a quiet exhalation that’s seems to surprise him.

“And did you push it? Into a hammer?

anonymous asked:

WWVD if you were dating for about 2 or so years and one day you refuse to let them into your house unless they could answer a riddle that they had no idea how to answer?

*Let’s say you stole his phone to prevent googling and then locked him out*

N: Hakyeon doesn’t have time for games, but he think’s he’s hot stuff and can do any and everything. So, he’ll try to wow you with his knowledge. Now, If he can’t figure it out he’s going to stand there and complain about how unreasonable you’re being and then go find a stranger to help him. It’ll only take him a maximum of three tries before he leaves you. “Honey, this isn’t funny anymore! Open up–excuse me sir, care to help me solve a riddle?”

Originally posted by muunstahhx


Leo: Despite not wanting to, Leo will at least humor your shenanigans because he loves you and he’s used to it. He would literally take a seat on the doorstep and try to figure it out, each wrong answer causing him to face palm and sigh loudly. If he can’t then he’ll most likely just try to leave and then you’ll have to let him in because you felt bad. But he’ll be long gone down the street in search of food. “How was that wrong, too? *sigh* I just want to come inside. Okay, ask me another one? *Trots off during your sentence*”

Originally posted by hongbins-wife


Ken: Pretty sure he’s going to just throw random answers at you until he gets it right. Using all his brainpower, Ken will retrieve anything in his mind that could remotely answer your riddle. Either he’ll eventually get it right or you’ll get tired of his randomness and just let him in. “Banana. Apple. Frog. Tree. Coyote. Beyonce. Shakira. Changsub. Shoes. Candy! My dick?!” OH MY GAWD. Get in the house! You’re talking too much!

Originally posted by honeyjaehwan


Ravi: After trying to solve it and failing, Ravi will just stand there begging you to open the door. After one or two tries he’s had enough. He’ll knock on the door and plead with you until you break. But the minute he walks into the door he’ll act like he knew the answer when he really didn’t because just wanted to see if you would cave first. “I knew you’d give in. By the way, the answer was…no I’m not going to tell you.”

Originally posted by wontaektv


HongBin: HongBin will not waste time trying to figure out this riddle, so he’d straight up leave if he can’t figure it out. Instead of wasting time and brainpower on coming up with an answer, he’ll go searching for a window he can climb through or hit on the walls to freak you out and let him in. “Nope! I don’t have time for this today, love. *Bangs on walls* The old man next door already say we make too much noise at night so if you want avoid his wrath let me in!”

Originally posted by hemoglobiniseverywhere


Hyuk: This is Hyuk! Of course he solved it pretty quick and on the first couple of tries. But in the chance that he doesn’t he’s going to start throwing riddles back at you for you to open the door. He’ll have that ‘two can play that game’ mind frame and probably somehow trick you instead. “Hey, babe. If you solve my riddle, I’ll let you come outside! *Asks you a riddle and without thinking you solve it and open the door* You make it too easy. You fall for this everytime.”

Originally posted by tkwns

Thanks for asking!
-Cheezy ^_^ & Dearly :3

anonymous asked:

hi!! could I request a chubby mc who is super insecure about her body being nervous and scared about her first time with the rfa members?

٩(。•́‿•̀。)۶ I understand this one all too well! I’m chubby and I was very worried about my ‘first time’, but don’t worry! If they love/appreciate you, your body shape shouldn’t be a worry!

Note: I’m following common insecurity thoughts people have! And since this is more about her being insecure, I’m not focusing on a Nsfw HC aspect. Though if you want that just tell me and I’ll add it in or make a whole new post for it!


Yoosung
-He was so so excited to be with you, but you were still so scared
-Would he still like you even if you weren’t as skinny as the models pasted all over the city?
-It the girls in his class??
-Worse off, would he even want to have sex with you?
-It was so scary. You constantly questioned if you were good enough for anyone, let alone Yoosung.
-He was so sweet and caring, and you felt like he possibly deserved more than you
-Right?
-After a month of you two dating, one thing led to another and the two of you were having a rather intense make-out session
-He started sliding his hand under your shirt, and you instantly jerked back in full blown panic
-“M-Mc? Are you okay? Am I moving too fast? I’m so sorry!”
-“Uhm, no. No I just…” You took a calming breath. “Do-Do you really want to see my without my clothes?”
-Yoosung swallowed thickly, unsure of what to say. “I do, but only if you’re alright with it. I don’t want to force you into this, Mc…”
-“That’s not it. I mean like…I’m kinda…Fat, Yoosung. I don’t look that good without clothes.”
-He frowned, “You’re not fa-”
-“Yoosung, don’t even try to say that.”
-A bigger frown, and he made you look him in the eye.
-“You are beautiful to me. I don’t care what size you are, mc, okay? I love you. I love you even if you’re not- God, please don’t feel so bad about yourself. I can’t even see anything wrong with you.”
-You scoffed out of reflex, but he ended up pulling you into a hug
-“I love you so much, mc. We don’t have to go any further, not until you’re ready to, but please don’t talk so badly of yourself.”
-You felt stupid for tearing up, but you hugged him back, nodding against his shoulder.
-In the future, the next time you two managed to get that far, you bit your tongue about the negative comments you had about yourself and let yourself believe the praise he was giving you
-It was just going to take time to understand that he really did love every bit of you

Jumin
-You didn’t feel extremely insecure until you noticed he just wouldn’t sleep with you
-Not the sexual sense- He wouldn’t even lay in the same bed as you
-The first few times you let it slide. I mean, you hardly knew him at that point
-But now you were practically living at his house, barely going back to your own, and each day together was perfect except he wouldn’t share the same bed with you.
-Were you too big for it? Was he just not attracted to you anymore?
-Back then he had made reasonable excuses, but now those same excuses were just repetitive and felt like him copping out from telling you how he did feel about you.
-So today you sat on the couch with him, thinking about this. How he wouldn’t share the bed, how he wouldn’t even cuddle with you.
-This meant sex was a no go as well
-God, he probably didn’t want to do anything with you did he?
-You started tearing up from the sudden rush of weird guilt and anxiety, quickly trying to wipe them away
-“Mc? Dear? What’s wrong?”
-He cupped your face and turned you towards him, frowning with worry as he studied your features
-“Are you in pain?”
-“No, no. I’m fine. It’s fine.” You pushed his hand away, trying to change the subject. “What’s the plan for today?”
-“Figuring out why you’re crying. Obviously you’re not alright.”
-He wasn’t going to let it go, was he? You sighed, still refusing to look at him while you finally let out your worries.
-“You…Don’t want to sleep with me because I’m too big, right? Can’t you just tell me instead of lying?”
-“Don’t be rid-”
-“No, don’t push it away like that!” You covered your face. “Am I really that disgusting? That you can’t even lay in the same bed with me? How is this relationship going to work? What about cuddling, or sex, or anything?”
-He refused to listen to you anymore. He grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.
-“I have never, ever, lied to you, Mc. I don’t plan to, either. You are not disgusting, you are beautiful and radiant to me,” He slipped his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. “I didn’t realize this was hurting you so badly. I just wanted you to feel safe. Tonight we’ll sleep in the same bed, alright?”
-He kissed your head as he slowly rubbed your back, trying to calm you down as you starting crying into his chest. “I love you, Mc. I love you.”

Zen
-Zen was constantly praising you, calling you his princess and kissing your cheeks
-But that was as far as it ever went
-And to top it off, he did that with some of his fans as well. Well….Not the kissing part, but still.
-Sometimes you tried flirting with him to push things further, or to have the make-out session get a little too heavy, but he’d end it quickly and suggest you go home for the night
-Hell, you hadn’t even been able to stay a full night without him panicking.
-You didn’t know why. He put it under the guise of him wanting to be a gentlemen, or not being able to control himself, but the fact that he was almost as sweet to his fans made you worry
-Especially since most of his fans were far, far, prettier than you. And skinnier. And..Just better than you in general.
-Tonight you had managed to stay pretty late, around eleven, and he hadn’t say anything yet. More than likely he hadn’t noticed, as the too of you loosely cuddled while watching a movie. He seemed pretty engrossed in it.
-Alright. Tonight you were going to stay the night! Or at least try to…
-As the credits rolled, you watched Zen yawn and glance at the clock
-“Whoa! It’s almost midnight!”
-“Yeah,” You hummed, “Do you think I could stay the night tonight? My place is kinda far off…”
-He blushed and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck
-“Uhm….. I mean…I gotta get up early. You’d be able to sleep more at your place.”
-“I don’t mind getting up early.”
-“Mc…I don’t think it’s a good idea, sorry.”
-You crossed your arms and let out an annoyed sigh. “Right, of course.”
-There was an awkward silence before he spoke up a bit, “I’m just busy and-”
-You stood up and grabbed your purse, looking for your jacket. “Yeah, it’s not like you make more time for your fans rather than your girlfriend. But then again, they look way better than me, huh?”
-“Whoa, what?” He quickly jumped up, rushing over to you, “Where did you get that idea?”
-“I-I don’t know! I mean they are! It’s just. Fact, not an idea.” You jerked on your jacket, already feeling gross for being so crabby
-“Hey, hey hey, no, come here, please?” He lightly grabbed your wrists, getting you to stand still for a moment while you looked away. “I didn’t know this made you so upset. Let’s talk about this real quick, okay? Then if you want you can leave. Okay? Please?”
-After a moment, you nodded an agreement, letting him pull you back to the couch.
-“Mc, are you really upset with me for talking to fans?”
-“I mean,” you huffed a bit, trying to think of the right words. “I mean. You don’t…Really treat me any different than them…”
-“I don’t?”
-Aaaaaaaa, you were fucking this up big time. Tears started up out of frustration. “I’m not pretty or skinny like them. Is that why it’s hard to kiss me? Or cuddle? Am I just not-”
-“Whoa whoa, stop right there.” He made you look at him this time. “That’s not the reason at all, okay? I just don’t want to force you into anything. I want you to know I love you for you, and not for uhm,” He blushed a bit, “Things we could uh, do in bed. Okay? I was just taking it slow.”
-“It’s not because of how-”
-He kissed your forehead. “No, and it would never be. I’m just trying to be a gentlemen. It’s been a while and I don’t want to fuck something up with the most beautiful woman in the world.”
-You scoffed, but you let a small smile show through. “You’re not just saying that?”
-“No. Here, forget what I said about not staying over. We’ve been dating for over a month now, right? If you’re okay with it, then we can.”
-You nodded, and he pulled you into a tight hug. “I love you, Mc. Don’t think otherwise, okay?”

Seven
-Seven could be…Pretty handsy at times.
-Mainly in a cuddling sense, and while he seemed overall head-over heels with you, you still were scared.
-You guys hadn’t gotten far yet, but the tension was pretty easy to tell that you both wanted to.
-But something was holding him back, and how you felt about yourself was holding you back.
-The two of you were cuddling on his bed, and you were quietly thankful he remembered to washed the sheets free of chip crumbs before you came over. He was cuddling you as the big spoon, sometimes breaking the silence to try and tickle you or just mutter something to you.
-After a while, you rolled over to face him, and the nerd meowed at you. Jesus Christ.
-You laughed at him, and he just held you tighter.
-“Don’t laaaugh, I love cuddling yooou!”
-“Nerd.” you laughed.
-The two of you settled down, him even closing his eyes and relaxing. You really wanted to kiss him, but the two of you were in his bed…
-“Hey, Seven? Can I ask you something?”
-“Hmmm?”
-“What’s…Holding us back?”
-He cracked an eye open, frowning a bit. “From what?”
-“From, Uhm… Going all the way.”
-Ack, his face nearly turned completely red. “Uhm, well, I uh-” He stammered a bit, scooting away from you a bit. “S-some things!”
-“Like?”
-“L-Like, Uhm. Well…” he trailed off, looking away awkwardly. He didn’t say anything for a bit, so you finally asked what you thought the reason may be
-“Is…Is it because of how I look?”
-“What??” He finally looked at you, surprised. “No, what? Why is that an issue??”
-“I mean,” You gestured down to your body. Before you went on, he pulled you close. He even wrapped his legs around you.
-“No! No, that’s not it, okay? I promise, I’m just… Worried I wont, uhm, be…Good…”
-You nuzzled into him and cuddled with him for a few seconds.
-“Even though I’m bi-”
-“Mc, have you seen my stomach?” He chuckled, kissing your head. “No, I love you. I love how you look! You’re so nice to cuddle and kiss. And you’re super sweet and laugh at my jokes. You’re perfect, Mc.”
-Aaaaaaaa, you couldn’t help it, you started tearing up a bit.
“You’re perfect too, Saeyoung, okay? Don’t stress too much about when we do it.”

I hope this is alright, and sorry but I couldn’t think of a good scenario for Jaehee ATM, nothing story based like the others. I’m 100℅ sure she’d love you not matter what.

Requests are open!

1. When I talk about you I still feel my throat tighten a little but at least your name doesn’t taste like pennies in my mouth.
2. I know we existed once. Four months ago was a different lifetime where maybe we were meant to be together. Pieces of us have died since then and I’m not so sure we’ll fit together anymore. I’m not going to try and make us either.
3. I dreamt about another boy three nights ago and I didn’t wake up afraid or wishing he was you.
4. I don’t make excuses for you anymore. You could’ve loved me better. You should’ve.
—  sometimes i think i don’t love you anymore

the-archangel-of-zeref  asked:

I have a question: Where does one draw the line between redeemable villain down the wrong path and a sociopathic Villain who needs his ass whooped and probably killed (*cough* Zeref *cough)

Depends a lot on the character in question. Mashima seems determined to try and redeem his villains for one reason or another, but he tends to fall in flat in the execution. It seems like the commonly held belief is that if a character had a tragic backstory, their actions can be excused. This is especially prevalent in this fandom, with characters like Minerva, Flare, Zeref and - most recently - Eileen. I’ve seen many a character’s actions get handwaved because of their backstory - they had a hard life, so everything they did was excusable and made sense.

See, that’s bullshit. 

What makes a good redemption a good redemption is the villain’s propensity to accept they did the wrong thing and willingness to take responsibility for what they did. You can have a completely unsympathetic villain with no tragic backstory accept that they did the wrong thing for whatever reason and have it read as character development - you know, like Gajeel. Gajeel has zero excuses for his behaviour in Phantom Lord, but got the message that he was an asshole beaten into him and then never did that shit again. Gajeel didn’t even really change his personality that much; he’s still an abrasive dick, only now he’s an abrasive dick that isn’t going to torture people for fun anymore. He learnt his lesson.

No excuses. No backstories. Just a lesson learnt. Gajeel’s a decent person now.

As for Mashima’s time honoured standby…

There’s an art to managing tragic backstories, and how much they do and don’t absolve. The way I like to think of it is this: a tragic backstory can be presented as an explanation for why someone acted the way they did, or as an excuse for why they acted the way they did. 

Ultear had a tragic backstory, but almost as soon as she accepted she’d been used and had done the wrong thing, she stopped doing the wrong thing and started trying to make up for it. Laxus, similarly, had a shitty past and did the wrong thing. He’s punished for it and accepts he screwed up. The narrative doesn’t make any excuses for him either; Laxus fucked up, everyone knows it, he’s trying to redeem himself.

In other words, characters like Ultear and Laxus don’t use their pasts as excuses for why they did the wrong thing. Their pasts aren’t presented as reasons to absolve them of guilt - they’re presented as the reason why they act the way they do, and from there the characters have to try and actively improve themselves and make up for what they did. 

On the flipside, you get characters like Minerva and Flare. Flare does terrible things like trying to hurt a child and torture and humiliate Lucy because she didn’t know any better. That’s it. We’re told that Flare didn’t know better, and it’s presented as an excuse. Minerva does terrible things, but she was abused as a child, so it’s forgivable- it’s a last minute excuse. Minerva does barely anything to earn her redemption - her backstory is revealed, it’s very sad, but Sting and Rogue have already forgiven her, how touching, and the next we see her she’s totally forgiven. That’s not a good redemption - Minerva’s just been given an out.

Flare and Minerva are forgiven almost instantly because their backstories are designed to excuse their wrongdoings - it wasn’t their fault, they had a tough time, boo hoo. Ultear and Laxus own up to their pasts and wrongdoings, and try extremely hard to make up for it. Minerva and Flare are handed their redemptions on a silver platter.   

And that’s where I draw the line: I consider how a character accepts what they did was wrong and how they act with the knowledge they fucked up, as well as how the narrative treats the fact that they fucked up, or if the author gives them excuses. Do the characters get treated like they’re bad guys, or do they get given excuses as to why what they did wasn’t their fault, etc. 

As for Zeref… well, Zeref’s a selfish, murderous dickwad and infamously so. He’s kind of a strange case in that he tried to be a better person, it didn’t work and he turned back into a villain. His backstory explains why he’s in his situation, but he’s also demonised for… y’know, basically everything he did wrong… and that would have been fine. Zeref could have been played straight as a villain that got dealt a shit hand if not for literally everything Zervis, wherein Mavis tries to give Zeref more sympathy than he deserves. I… fully believe that Zeref doesn’t deserve redemption, because every attempt he’s had at becoming a better person ends with him backstepping into being a villainous peanut. It’d be easy enough for him to… you know, not get his entire empire curbstomped, or, I don’t know, actually deal with the remaining demons he let loose, but he doesn’t seem willing to do that. The best redemption Zeref can possibly hope to get is to surrender and die gracefully, but I have a niggling fear that he’s going to get redeemed by the power of love and… ugh.

ANGER

The ride home would feel like ages even though in reality it would only be ten minutes.
You knew you had fucked up the moment you saw Yoongi’s furious gaze across the room. You knew you’d pay the price for it. But you were ready the moment you put your feet on the floor of the party house, hell you were.. you planned this all. This was the payback for letting girls touch what was yours in the first place. Letting those bitches flirt with him and smiling to them so seductively.. you won’t let it pass. He could at least take you in consideration. He was so fucking possessive with you, and you couldn’t say anything? Hell to the no. And you just proved him.


You danced with one of the members, and your oh so short and tight black dress was too tempting for boys not to stare. Of course Jungkook didn’t care at all, you were his friend and he wasn’t stupid enough to get his hyung mad at him. He was a bit worried about you to say the least, he knew all too well how Yoongi was when angry. That’s why he bent to be at your level, for you to hear what he had to say. He had to shout because the music was too loud, you were at some party your friends threw and they were too many people for you to be able to decipher what the other was saying. Fangirls would be quite jealous of you if they knew how many celebrities were attending it.

《 Y/N. You’re sure you want to make him mad? You know how he is when he gets angry right? He could kill you without remorse. I’ve never seen someone so scary without even shouting… 》

You smirked at him. The poor baby was traumatized for real.

《 Don’t worry. I got that in hand. He can’t do anything to me. 》

That’s at that moment your rapper boyfriend lost it. He walked aggressively through the crowd of people to grab you by the arm and pull you out of the house, without even shooting a glance towards Jungkook.


That’s what got you in this situation. A raging and horny Yoongi, his hands clenched around the wheel and you tightening and rubbing your thighs against each other because this situation was too arousing. You could see his huge boner deform his tight leather black jeans. You just wanted to touch and take him whole in your mouth right then and there but seeing how he was mad and not even looking at you you preferred not to. You had to admit you were a bit afraid of what would occur later, just by glancing at him by the corner of your eyes you shivered. The atmosphere in the car was so tense. The silence didn’t help either. But the situation couldn’t have made you even more wet than you were already. Your thin lace panties were soaked and you even wondered if your dress wasn’t too.

You were stopped in your wild thoughts when you realised you were finally parked in front of your shared apartment. You didn’t even have the time to turn to your boyfriend, he was already out of the car, opening the door to tug you out of it.

You were soon in your apartment, Yoongi slamming the door before cornering you on it. Finally making eye contact and talking to you.
He had a hard time breathing normally, his eyes burning their way through your soul, sending electricity down your whole body and to your core. His voice coming out as grunt, deeper than usual.

《 What. Did you fucking do there? Did you think I wouldn’t see you teasing and shaking your ass for the whole crowd to see? 》

You returned his glare, beginning to get angry yourself.

《 And? Did you think I wouldn’t see you flirting with those fucking whores? Letting them touch you? 》

You maintained his hard gaze, you were too pissed off to be a little bit afraid now. Your breathing was starting to get heavy and your breasts to rise at each inspiration you were taking. You could feel your cheeks getting red from anger, lust and longing.

Your staring battle ended when Yoongi started to smile. This fucking crooked kitten smile you couldn’t resist, but you couldn’t let him win. So you just snapped at him.

《 And why the fuck are you even SMILING for? Are you happy because whores flirted with you? Are you tired of me? Is that what you’re trying to make me understand? I won’t have anymore of your shit Min Yoongi. Your mine and mine only, don’t you let other people touch what is mine. 》

His smile faded as soon as it appeared. You knew you made him even more furious than he already was. And he confirmed it to you.

《 I was just thinking how ridiculously cute you were. I think you misunderstood about something. You’re mine as much as I’m yours. I wasn’t even fucking flirting with those bitches, I was telling them to fuck off because I already had a girlfriend. But then you made me real mad. Do you know how much I wanted to fuck you right there in front of all the people who where staring at you when you were dancing? How much I wanted to show them who’s the only one who’ll make you moan, squirm, scream when fucking, whose person you are? Don’t try and make me mad kitten, you even dragged Jungkook to make me jealous. 》

He said all that while starting to stroke you. You shivered at the first contact he made with your body. He grabbed you by the pussy right away, not even giving a care, making you gasp.

So he did realize you were doing it on purpose, but he didn’t stop you? You knew then he just had an excuse to punish you.

You couldn’t think anymore, his mouth was teasing your ear while his right hand was stimulating you through your soaked panties. You felt him smirk against you, his lips brushing your neck making you shiver.

《 You’re already so wet kitten, were you that aroused? Dancing like a slut for me? Thinking how angry you would make me? You want me to be rough with you right? Don’t worry I won’t be a little bit gentle tonight. You’ve been a bad girl tonight. Now follow me. 》

He didn’t let you the time to react to his order. He was tugging you through your apartment to the kitchen. You thought he would go right to your shared bedroom but apparently he had other plans..
He pushed you without any care face first against the dining table, not giving a fuck about the things laying on it. He immobilized you holding you down by your neck with his left hand while he was pulling up the thin black material you wore as a dress, showing your glorious ass cheeks to him and him only.
Your knees grew weaker when you heard him unbuckle his belt behind you. And you moaned as soon as he started grinding his now free and hard election against your clothed ass. He teased you, pressing the head of his hard on right on your clit making you jump from the sudden stimulation. You groaned as he abused your love button as if it was a game. Your eyes started watering when he layed his torso on your back, licking, biting and sucking on your neck. His breath hitting softly your now wet nape.

You grunted your frustration out, pushing down your ass for more friction but he stopped you, grabbing you by the waist.

《 What do you think you’re doing baby girl? Do you want my cock so bad? Your panties are already ruined by all your juices. You wet your thighs and the floor just by mere touches. I bet I can make you cum just with my hand. You know the hand you love so much. 》

He put his hand in front of your restrained head, pressing his fingers on your mouth.

《 Now suck little slut. Suck it well if you wanna be fucked. 》

You didn’t let him say it twice, you opened your mouth and took three of his fingers in. Sucking them like they were lollipops. You rolled your tongue around them and sucked hard, biting a little bit to arouse him as well.

You didn’t have to do it for long, he was also at his limit and to feel you suck his hand like it was his dick was putting him on the edge of sanity.

He didn’t even care about removing your panties, just putting them aside and thrusting harshly the three fingers you had just sucked into you, without warning. A small cry of his name fell from your lips, urging him to move them fast into inside you. And surprisingly he listened to your demand, scissoring his fingers as soon as he put them in. He hit your sweet spot right away and listened to you scream in pleasure. He brought his thumb to your clit, and rubbed the bundle of nerves in a circle motion, stimulating you more and more. You could feel your orgasm coiling in your stomach, you were pushing your ass against his hand, meeting it faster and harder. You couldn’t help but wanting it deeper, you were almost there, you just needed relief more, more.

《 Fuck. Fuck, fuck. Yoongi I’m coming, I’m-..! 》

You felt the knot built into your stomach burning and exploding, sending electricity through all your body, making you arch your back against your lover, your eyes revulsing as you rode out your high.
You collapsed on the table, completely exhausted when you didn’t even do anything. Your breathing was ragged and you were all sweaty when he pulled out his fingers out of you to replace it with something much more imposant.

He pushed into you while you let out a cry from all the overstimulation. You shouted his name as your legs were quivering, risking to let you fall, and your breasts smacking against the table at each thrust. He pounced into your wet core to relieve himself, he wouldn’t last long since he was already that much aroused from pleasuring you. He grunted loudly, his hips smacking into you letting a wet sound be heard each time he jacked hammered you. The table was moving and creaking not following the speed and the strenght Yoongi was fucking you up with. You could feel yourself tightening again from your upcoming orgasm and he did too.

《 You’re gonna cum again? You’re so horny for me baby, come with me. You love taking my cock like this uh? You fucking horny slut. 》

You couldn’t handle this anymore, you were almost there again and his dirty talk wasn’t keeping you sane. You felt him growing into you and this made you crazier as it filled you up too perfectly.

《 Yes, I love you, I love your cock and how you fuck me so good, please fuck me faster, faster. Harder, make me scream. Make me fucking scream Min Yoongi. I’m yours, you’re mine. No other, please make us come! 》

He let out a moan at those words, releasing you to move you around and push you against the kitchen counter grabbing your waist so hard his finger were pressing crescents on your skin. He smacked your ass several times, making you teary from the surprising pleasure you were feeling from getting spanked.
You were breathless, your legs couldn’t support you anymore because of all the pleasure he was giving you. You heard him grits, moaning and grunting your name like a mantra as you were both near your releases.

《 Y/N.. fuck! Aah… I’m-.. 》

He collapsed on you as he thrusted like mad into, his hips stuttering as your orgasm took over. The feeling of his seed shooting inside you sent you over the edge as well in a hoarse cry as you melted on the counter.

When he had been milked dry, the rapper panting hugged you tight kissing your shoulders sloppily making you look at him to meet his worried and tender gaze.

《 Are you ok? Did I hurt you anywhere? 》

You couldn’t help but smile at this soft side of him. And nodded, humming to let him know you were all fine.

He let out a little laugh, kissing your spine before stroking slowly the ass cheeks he had been spanking few moments ago.

《 I love you baby.. I’m sorry I made you jealous without realizing. 》

You sighed, feeling a bit guilty but a lot better than earlier. You turned around to peck him on the lips and hugged him back.

《 It’s okay, I shouldn’t have provoked you too… We’re all good now. 》

He kissed you lightly on the forehead and took your hand in his.

《 We’re all good. Let’s get to bed now. 》
Black Tie Affair ft. T.O.P

Genre: Gangster au! angst later

Word Count: 2,224

Pairing: ReaderXT.O.P

A/U— My loves I hope you like this official first part of this most likely 2-3 part series! I’m really going to miss my Tabi oppa I’m not going to lie guys. So this is me coping with his enlistment.

Originally posted by affectaed

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