here i am trying to tell you that i care

Why did you leave me here to burn.
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms,
staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and
I am trying to name them all

Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me.
My blood, my sweat,
my heart and my tears!
Why don’t you care?!
Why don’t you care?
I was there, i was there
When no one was
Now You’re gone
and i’m here
I have questions for you

Number one                        
Tell me who you think you are                        
You got some nerve                        
Tryna tear my faith apart                        
I have questions for you
                       
Number two                        
Why would you                        
Try and play me for a fool                        
I should have never ever ever trusted you                        
I have questions  
                     
Number three                        
Why would you                        
Who you swore that you would be                        
I have questions                        
I got questions haunting me

I have questions
I have questions for you

—  I Have Questions, Camila Cabello

I have questions - Camila Cabello

[Verse 1]
Why did you leave me here to burn?
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms
Staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me
I have questions for you
I have questions, I have questions
I have questions for you

[Verse 2]
My, my name was safest in your mouth
And why’d you have to go, and spit it out?
Oh, your voice was the most familiar sound
But it sounds so dangerous to me now

[Chorus 2]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Outro]
I have questions for you, ooh
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I have questions for you, ooh
I have questions for you (fair play, no, fair play, no)
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you
I have questions for you

How do I fix it? Can we talk? Can we talk? Do I wanna fix it?

I have questions for you (I’m afraid of you)

Is it my fault? Is it my fault? Do you miss me?

I have questions

—  Genius.com
I Have Questions

Why did you leave me here to burn?
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms
Staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all

Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
I have questions for you
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever, ever trusted you, I have questions
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me
I have questions for you
I have questions, I have questions
I have questions for you

My, my name was safest in your mouth
And why’d you have to go, and spit it out?
Oh, your voice, it was the most familiar sound
But it sounds so dangerous to me now

I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
I have questions for you
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever, ever trusted you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you, I have questions
I have questions for you

Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

I have questions for you, oh
I have questions for you
I have questions for you, I have questions
I have questions for you
I have questions for you, oh
I have questions for you
I have questions for you, I have questions
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions


How do I fix it?
Can we tell them?
Are you telling me to communicate?
Can we talk?
Are we gonna fix it?
I’m afraid of you.
Is it my fault?
Damn it.
Do you miss me?

First Sentence Writing Prompts

Send me characters/pairings (and setting or anything else you want to see) and the number to one of the following first lines:

  1. “I know you’re afraid but we can’t hide in this closet forever.”
  2. “Nope, I absolutely refuse to touch that.”
  3. “How exactly did you manage to get stuck in there?”
  4. “Why is it suddenly purple?”
  5. “Pass me the sledgehammer.”
  6. “Explain it to me again - why do we need to pretend to be married?”
  7. “In my defense, I thought this would go a lot more smoothly.”
  8. “I don’t know how you get yourself into these situations.”
  9. “Careful, don’t drop – “
  10. “And that’s how I ended up standing naked on the Brooklyn Bridge on Christmas Eve.”
  11. “It’s sticky.”
  12. “You need to stop.”
  13. “Well that’s the single most impressive thing I’ve ever seen someone do.”
  14. “What’s with the pigtails?”
  15. “How have you made it this long without someone throwing you out an airlock or something?”
  16. “Ow, what was that for?”
  17. “Ugh, why did I eat that?”
  18. “In my defense, it seemed like a brilliant idea at the time.”
  19. “Run!”
  20. “Come on, give me one good reason not to jump in the lake.”
  21. “We’re going to be late if we don’t leave like 5 minutes ago.”
  22. “What do you mean by leaving?”
  23. “I’m trying very hard not to see all this as a metaphor for my life.”
  24. “Please tell me you know how to defuse a bomb.”
  25. “Where have you been, I was ready to call the police!”
  26. “No, the house is definitely not haunted, why do you ask?”
  27. “Get over here now and bring a tarp.”
  28. “I don’t care that it’s 2:00 am, we need pie.”
  29. “I’ve got everything under control.”
  30. “At this point, what else could possibly go wrong?”
5

Why did you leave me here to burn?
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms
Staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you
Number three, why would you, who you swore that you would be
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

penumbra as @wolfpupy tweets
  • juno steel: hey kids, i know youre struggling right now but im here to tell you, everything gets worse forever
  • peter nureyev: i am traveling through space and time refusing to learn anything and being a diva about it
  • rita: i am putting a ribbon in my hair to raise awareness of the cause of me looking so cute
  • cecil kanagawa: everyone who died and was killed on my quest to get really good hair and fashion deserved it and i dont care
  • cassie kanagawa: stop being so defensive I am just trying to hit you with weapons
  • julian dimaggio: i was too beautiful for this world [closes eyes with own hand]
  • alessandra strong: its impossible to prove that i cant kick every extinct animals ass and i will be flexing in victory for the next several hours
  • mick mercury: the biggest flaw of all my get rich quick schemes so far has been that they haven't gotten me rich quickly or even at all
  • sasha wire: thats cool. oh that wasn't a response to what you said i was just noting that it's cool that i wasn't listening or caring
  • valles vicky: if you think you can be rude to me with sass think again. I am the only one who is allowed to do that
  • ingrid lake: i hate to be betrayed but love to have revenge
  • mag: if we do this we do it my way [cut to a bunch of explosions. corpses and debris fly through the air] okay maybe i should be more open to ideas
  • miasma: when the sun goes out, the air turns to fire and the streets run red with blood, i am probably to blame for it.
  • chance sequoyah: retiring from my life of crime because vending machines and claw machines dont give you stuff when you point a gun at them
  • mary anne: don't speak i know just what you're saying, something about how beautiful and strong i am probably

x

Madness l Shawn Mendes Imagine

(a/n): hello! just warning that there is a part of the writing that implies the start of an anxiety attack, if you are not comfortable with it so you can skip it <3 xx.

prompt:  Shawn & (y/n) are having hard times trying to be everything people want them to be, but they are rooting for each other. (based on the song ‘Madness’ by Sleeping With Sirens.)

Originally posted by mctas

.all of my life I built this armor and every disguise I ever wore.

“You sound a bit off.” you told your boyfriend of eleven months.

“I’m okay, don’t worry about it.” Shawn answered trying to change the topic.

“Shawn, I’m seeing you through a screen and I can still notice the bags under your eyes. What’s wrong?” 

“I said nothing is wrong, (y/n). Can’t we talk about something else?” he sighed and ruffled his hair.

“Of course we can talk about something else, I just don’t like feeling you this way.” you said dropping the subject. “Did you have the chance to catch up with Grey’s Anatomy?” 

He chuckled. “I haven’t and it’s frustrating, I barely have time to sleep,” he said almost bitterly and you didn’t speak, knowing him well enough to know that he was going to let everything out. “I feel like I’m disappointing everyone.”

You stayed quiet for a couple of seconds to let him recompose himself. “Why?”

He shook his head. “I’m not the person people want me to be. I am not this super amazing guy who is nice and willing to take pictures with everyone.”

“Did somebody tell you something?”

“When aren’t they saying something about me?” he said humorlessly. “I’m done pretending to not care about what people have to say about me, this isn’t me.” 

“Some people are in this world just to bring us down, but the important thing is to remind ourselves that we are who we want to be.” you said and Shawn smiled at you with sleepy eyes.

“I don’t know if I’m too tired or what you said didn’t make sense.” he joked and genuinely laughed.

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Flufflet #3 for @lifeinahole27 as a reward for writing her CSBB!

Sometime after the season 6 finale, the gang decides to look into the whole “song inside me” thing, and Blue is able to return their memories of the whole debacle.


“I can’t believe we forgot all this,” Snow said, almost whispering.

“It was necessary,” Blue said, like that explained everything, which it didn’t. But this was Blue, so it was about as good of an explanation as anyone was ever going to get.

“Yeah, well, it was a memory I could have done without,” Regina said, as though she had a bad taste in her mouth. “Me, singing and dancing like some kind of …”

"Don’t say it,” David warned.

“Disney character,” Henry finished. “I wish I could have seen it and heard it. All I have is the page here.”

“Look,” Emma said. “What matters is that all of your songs–the happy ones, the sad ones, the angry ones–all of them, that’s what I needed to keep the Black Fairy from crushing my heart. So even if you’re embarrassed now, I’m grateful.”

Snow and David smiled almost beatifically, and Regina sighed. Zelena shrugged. “I’ve nothing to be embarrassed about; I sounded fantastic.”

“Better than me?” David challenged.

“I think the Rabbit Hole does karaoke,” Snow said. “If we want to find out.”

Emma snickered at the thought of her dad and Zelena going head to head in a karaoke competition. Killian, though, was uncharacteristically silent.

Actually, he’d been quiet the whole time. She turned to look at him, but he refused to meet her gaze, staring at Blue instead. Weird.


“So, what’s wrong?” she asked as she plopped down on the bed and watched as he finished pulling on his pajamas.

“What’s that, love?”

“What’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird since Blue gave you guys your … musical memories back. Why?” She paused. “Was your song embarrassing or something?”

“No.”

“Well, I know you can’t be insecure about your singing voice. You already know I think you’ve got a sexy one.”

He chuckled. “No.”

“Well, what then? And don’t tell me you’re not upset because we both know you are.”

He sighed as he climbed into bed and pulled her into his arms. “All right, but it’s … odd, I suppose.”

“I’m the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming and I’m married to Captain Hook. My closest friends are the Evil Queen, and her sister, the Wicked Witch, and Belle from Beauty and the Beast. I think I’m good with odd.”

“Not sure it’s the same variety of odd, love, but fair enough.”

“Just tell me.”

“I’m trying to.” He paused. “You recall your parents and Regina discussing their musical tete-a-tete?”

“Yeah.” God, she would have paid so much money to see that.

“They showed up at the tavern I was drinking at, offered me all the gold and jewels I wanted, and asked for me to take them to Regina. I refused their payment, insisting the only thing that would satisfy me would be my revenge.”

“And by insisting, I’m assuming …”

“Aye, I may have insisted rather musically,” he admitted.

“So you’re upset because you refused?”

“No, I agreed,” he said. “They realized I wanted revenge on the Dark One and told me they had him prisoner. We struck a deal, and I brought them to Regina as requested.”

“Okay.” Was he upset that her parents had almost been complicit in him murdering Gold? That he’d brought them to Regina like they’d asked? “I don’t get what’s wrong,” she admitted.

“I–” He took a deep breath. “It’s just so strange.”

“Killian–”

“Emma, you were there.”

“I–what? No, I wasn’t.”

“Yes, you were.”

Oh. Oh.

“So you’re upset because you bumped into my mom when she was pregnant with me?”

“I’m not upset,” he corrected. “It’s just odd, isn’t it? Here I am, singing about how all I care about is revenge, and my unborn wife is right there.”

She couldn’t help it. She wished she could have, with her husband sitting next to her, clearly struggling with the whole scenario. She should have been supportive and understanding.

But she couldn’t help it. She burst out laughing.

“Oi, this isn’t funny, Swan.” The giggles would not stop. “Swan, please, you can’t tell me you don’t find this at least slightly strange!”

“Oh come on,” she said, trying to regain her breath. “Killian, you’re, like, three hundred years older than I am and that hasn’t mattered to either of us.”

“But this is different!”

“Not that different.” She burst out laughing again. “Oh my god, you, like … practically serenaded me while I was in the womb!”

“It wasn’t a serenade, and I wasn’t–love, you must stop laughing.”

“Sorry, I’m sorry!” But she couldn’t.

He sighed angrily and moved away, turning to shut off the lamp on his nightstand. “Well, good night, then.”

“Killian, come on.” Okay, it was less funny now. Still funny, obviously, but with how upset he was getting, she needed to cut it out. “Look, it’s really not that weird.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Will it be weird when I get pregnant to sing to our unborn kid?” He didn’t answer. “Because that’s a normal thing, you know? And then they come out and grow up into adults, and you don’t sit there feeling weird that you used to sing to them before they were born.”

Not that she’d had any experience in that area. Even if she hadn’t had a cellmate in juvie, she probably wouldn’t have tried singing to her baby bump. But that had been a different situation; if Neal hadn’t given her up, and they’d stayed together, the two of them would definitely have done it.

“I know that’s different,” she said, when Killian didn’t respond. At least her giggles had subsided. “Because it’s your kid and not your future spouse. But still, it’s really not that weird.”

“No, that’s not it.” His voice was tentative, like he was unsure of what he was about to say. “Just … when you get pregnant?”

She froze. She’d made offhanded references to hypothetical siblings for Henry, but at no point had she explicitly told Hook that she wanted more kids. And now it had just kind of slipped out, and not in a way that she would have wanted to put it when she eventually brought it up.

“I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I know we haven’t talked about it. I shouldn’t have said it.”

“No, no.” And now his arms were around her again. “You want more children, Emma?”

“I mean … yeah, I do. I guess we should have talked about it before we got married and stuff.”

“Because you believe that I’m not interested in having children with you?”

“I didn’t say that,” she pointed out. “Just, you’ve told me that Milah never wanted more kids and you were fine with that.”

“I loved Milah deeply,” he said. “I knew that being with her meant that my only experience as a father would be if we went back for Baelfire, and I was willing to accept that life. But it wasn’t because I didn’t want children of my own.”

“Oh.”

His arms tightened around her. “Swan, I would love to have children with you. More than anything.”

“Oh?” Her heart beat faster.

“Mmhmm.”

“Okay, but you have to promise me something.”

“Anything.”

“You’ve got to sing that song for me.”

compassion. | 2

Originally posted by jeonsshi

1 | 3

not requested.

“Your ass looks great.” “Will you fuck off for a second?”

“You’ve really fucked me over this time.”

“Please let me in.”

genre: fuckboi!jungkook, roommate!jungkook, smut in next part

“Wait…”, Jungkook said as you were by the door. “Do you still talk to Isla?” “No, not after what happened.”

Isla and you had stopped speaking because she went ahead and fell for Jungkook, she gave into his ways. Now, you also did like him romantically at one point but would never let yourself drop so low; why else would you have fucked other guys and not him? To forget about your little crush. Isla had found out that you liked Jungkook and she wanted him to herself.

“I’ll expose you if you touch Jungkook. So you better stay away from him.”, she threatened in P.E when you were on opposite teams. “He’s all yours, have him.”, you told her as you passed the basketball to Jungkook. “I said stay away from him! Not pass the ball to him!” “Dude, it’s part of the game! Passing a ball does not mean I’m flirting!”, you told her as you tried to reason with her but she shoved you so hard that your right ankle was sprained. “I am so sorry, oh my God.” “Just don’t touch me or talk to me ever again, that would be better for both of us.”, you told her as you were picked up by a pair of strong arms. “Someone got into the game.”, Jungkook chuckled as he carried your bridal style to the nurse, this earned many dirty looks from other girls. “Why are you doing this?”, you asked him. “I have my reasons, besides you got injured, this is the least I could do as team captain.” “We’re not even a real team.”, you muttered.

All throughout work you couldn’t stop thinking about the moment Jungkook picked you up in front of everyone and actually seemed to care about you, just like today. No, no, no, you couldn’t be falling for that idiot again; you were determined to stop yourself. To snap you out of your trance your boss, aka your older sister, told you to fix up the aesthetics of the store. “Hey, lil sis, will you make it more like appealing? You do have good sense of aesthetics after all.” Even while you were working you couldn’t stop daydreaming about what life would be like as Jungkook’s girlfriend; then you realised he was a fuckboy and had probably never had a girlfriend in his life, just one time flings.

“Baby sis, stop daydreaming or I’ll remove the tattoo of us.”, your older sister joked as she checked up on you. “You know you wouldn’t.”, you replied as you fixed up one of the new bright lights that read ‘love me’. “You’re right but get to work, you’ve got two hours to go!”, she told you and you got right back to it. After you finished you took a rest at the till and took orders from customers who were here for coffee and aesthetics. “Yo, what’s wrong?”, your older sister asked you. “Hung up on a guy?” “You know me all too well, I haven’t even been romantically involved with him and I can’t stop thinking about him.”, you muttered. “Lemme guess, your roommate and old friend, Jungkook?” “How did you know?” “Dude, you muttered his name, saying you’ll kill him while you were working.” “I did?”, you asked her, the shock really hitting you. “Yep, but don’t worry about it, no one heard you except me and maybe a few customers. But that’s besides the point, why are you thinking about him so much?”

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Yes, Your Bucky

Summary: This is a sequel to My James, Your Bucky. The reader and her plum dumpling come to terms with what happened to James.


Word count: 2.5k


Warnings: Angst central, people. You’ve been warned.


A/N: The response to My James, Your Bucky has been so awesome. I did say that if I write the next part it will be painful. You still wanted more. I hope you like it.


I went through all comments and asks to tag people so I hope I haven’t missed anyone out?

Originally posted by dailybuckybarnes




It’s been good few hours since you discovered your flat in a complete mess. You’ve been practically dragged out of there by a man with the bow. Hawkeye, you think was his name. Frankly, quite a few people introduced themselves to you outside, but you couldn’t care less for who they were. Why would you? They all just barged into your life expecting you to be calm and understanding. Calm and understanding?!

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EXO Reaction when they call you noona and they find out you're younger but they still do it

Xoxo, Admin A~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


Chanyeol:

*Acts like a baby so he can continue doing so* “Please take care of me noona~”

Kris:

*Mentally slapping himself because he didn’t realize sooner you were younger* “I can’t not call her noona now… what do I do…”

Sehun:

“But but… I’m the maknae…. pretty please???” *Who would say no to him tbh*

Tao:

*Embarrassed and nervous giggling* “I’m so sorry…. I just… you seem so wise I can’t help myself… please tell me every time I call you like that..”

Kai:

“Noona is so pretty…” *Probably won’t even realize you are younger unless you tell him or something*

Xiumin:

“Well… you know… I like noonas… so I hope you don’t mind”

Baekhyun:

*He might not be able to call you noona but he can sing Replay by SHINee to you all he wants” *Noona neomu yeppeo..~”

Luhan:

“Wait… you are not my noona? But… I’ve been calling you noona for three months… why didn’t you tell me… does it bother you if I continue doing so?”

Chen:

*Honestly he’s a baby and you don’t mind at all he calls you noona because you somehow always seem older* “kekekeke sowwy noona, but you will always be my noona, noona or not” *What xD*

Kyungsoo:

*Mental breakdowns at the end of each day* “I called her noona again… what was I thinking… I bet she thinks I do it on purpose… how am I supposed to win her heart this way.. ugh Kyungsoo… concentrate!”

Lay:

“I am really sorry Noo-ehh.. Y/N… I didn’t mean… eh… I’ll be more careful next time! You can call me oppa if you want.. maybe it’ll be easier that way for me to stop calling you noona…” *Trying really hard here*

Suho:

*Honestly why telling him you are not his Noona when he looks like this* “I swear I’m not a baby noona! I just.. like doing… things children do xD”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

I’m here. I am here now and tomorrow and next week and next month and forever. I am not leaving. I will not let you deal with this alone, I won’t let you feel this alone. You have me now and forever. If you need to talk, I’m here. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I am here. If you need someone to kiss your forehead or hold you until the sun comes up or someone to scream at, just to let it all out, I am here. I don’t care how hard you try, you can not push me away. I will not let you self destruct. I love you too much to let you ruin the masterpiece you’ve created out of yourself. You can tell me that you’re unworthy of being loved, you can tell me you’re broken. You can tell me every awful thing you feel and you can tell me all about how much you hate the person you are. But it will never change the truth. It will never change what I’ve come to learn about you. You are so much more.
—  What I need to hear//An excerpt from a book I’ll never write #10
Part-time job (Woozi scenario)

A/N: This is my first time writing. Like ever. So if you like it, please let me know!

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Woozi/ Reader

You had been working there for a more than six months and everyone knew you loved your job. You were always telling your friends funny stories about ‘your children’ and they would always tease you because whenever you entered a store you would automatically start looking for things the boys needed or would like.

There was always that friend who would drop a “There’s no way you’re not attracted to at least one of them” but you would only gasp and fake being offended while replying “I am their mother

Part of being a mother was sneaking food into their dorms because you knew they worked hard all day so you wanted to be sure they ate enough. The first time you showed up late at night with tons of pizza, Vernon would look around trying to find a hidden camera because, you know, ONE FINE DAY happened but they eventually learned to trust you and were secretly waiting for you at least once a week. At first you would just make sure they received the food and then leave before you all got in trouble but after you bought some chicken and coke for them they insisted on you coming in to eat with them. After a few months they wouldn’t even care about the food, they just wanted to see you because they actually had a good time whenever you were around. You would talk about everything, tease each other and there were a couple of times when you comforted a couple of them who were too stressed. You would try to leave early though, because you knew they had to wake up early the next morning.

Whenever they saw you working during the day they would just bow politely and focus on their job, pretending there was nothing else going on between you. No one would ever think that after everyone went home, you would wait for S.coups’ text telling you it was safe to visit them.

You loved taking care of them and would always treat them like children because you were the oldest one, to what they would roll their eyes and remind you that you were older for just a few years. You knew they weren’t really that young they were all babies for you.

… Except for one. There was that one member that made you stop in the middle of a sentence and forget what you were going to say because you got lost in the way he licked his lips. You couldn’t help but focus on him whenever you were with the boys and the fact that he seemed to be staring at your lips with lidded eyes all the time didn’t help. You were trying to tell yourself that you were imagining things because there was no way a ‘kid’ would be lusting after you and, even if he did, he was probably just confused because you were the only female he spent time with so you should back off to avoid taking advantage of him. You tried to focus on whatever the manager was telling you while the boys were practicing the new choreography but you couldn’t help to open your mouth in shock and drop your cup of coffee when you saw them, particularly him, thrusting their hips rather aggressively. Everyone stopped what they were doing to look at you and all you could do was mumble an apology and start cleaning the mess you had made.

Hey, (Y/N)… it’s ok, leave it” said one of your coworkers while trying to pick up the broken cup for you while the manager lightly touched your forehead and asked you if you were feeling alright. You had to tell them you were fine at least 5 times before they stopped insisting on sending you home however you accepted to take a short break.

You practically run to the bathroom and unlocked your phone trying to find your best friend’s number.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck-“you muttered while you waited for him to pick up “Hello? Are you busy?

“Nah, this class is not very interesting- What? I’m on the phone, you shut up!… So, what’s up, princess?” He asked using that laidback voice that made you love being his friend.

“I like him. Fuck. I like him, I like him so much-“ you said sliding down the wall.

“Of course you do. I like you too” he replied.

No, not you idiot. I’m talking about Woozi!” You yelled running your hands through your hair

“Oh. Oh shit, you want to fuck your job!- What?! Ok fine, I’m leaving, you happy now?” you heard him say to someone (probably one of his classmates)

“I didn’t say anything about fucking him!” you said lowering your voice, suddenly remembering where you were.

“But you would like to, huh?” he asked.

I…yes.” You admitted with a sigh “But I can’t. He’s so young…”

He’s hot, princess. Just do it

“… Oh my god. Why are we even friends?

“I know. I’m too cool to hang out with someone like you” he said making you laugh “Am I still your prince?” you could hear him pouting.

“Of course. I’m the only one who would marry your ass when you’re still single at the age of 40” you said while the two of you laughed and you got ready to get back to work now that you were feeling better. Little did you know that someone had heard everything.

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You hadn’t had enough time to visit the boys for a couple of weeks but when you showed up you gave them enough food to feed an army. Mingyu, S.coups and you were serving the food while some of the members were still taking a shower or cleaning when you noticed there was one plate missing.

“Who is not eating?” You asked suddenly getting worried as you thought that maybe one of them was sick.

“Woozi. He is going to spend the night in the studio again” Mingyu said.

“Oh. Please save some food for when he comes back them” you said trying to hide your disappointment.

“Sure but I can’t assure you he’ll eat it. He’s been dealing with a lot of stress lately so he’s been skipping his meals” S.coups sighed.

You remained silent and the boys seemed to understand how worried you were as they looked at each other and smiled.

“Why don’t you visit him and make sure he eats?” S.coups asked casually, his eyes sparkling.

“Me?” you asked surprised.

“That’s a great idea” said Mingyu, who was already packing some food for you to take away.

“I think it would be better if one of you guys go” you said and you were being serious.

“Trust me, he sees us all the time and we probably make him feel even more stressed. A visit from you would be very helpful for him”

You took the bag of food that Mingyu handed you but didn’t dare to move, still thinking that it was a bad idea.

“He really needs someone to remind him to take care of himself” Mingyu said knowing that you were about to give in “You are like our mother so I’m sure you can do it”

That was literally all it took for you to grab your coat and head to the studio.

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Now that you were about to knock on the door you were feeling insecure again. This was a stupid idea. “Fuck it” you thought “I’ll just leave the food by the door and leave. He’ll find it eventually” but right when you were about to leave he opened the door and stared at you.

“You’re wearing high heels. I could hear you walking in circles all this time and it’s really annoying. Also, S.coups texted me so I knew you were coming.” he said.

You cursed under your breath and tried to keep it cool “The boys sent you some food. Make sure you take a break and eat something” you said before turning around wanting to leave the building as fast as possible.

Come in” he said taking the food.

You stood still and looked at him. You never knew what to expect from him.

I want to take my break now but when I’m alone I can’t stop working. If you’re here I can’t concentrate so I have no choice.” He explained simply.

You weren’t even sure about if it was an insult or a compliment. “He’s such an asshole” you though as you followed him into the studio anyway.

High heels off. They are giving me a headache” he ordered.

You huffed but still took them off and sat down on the floor. You decided to play a game on your phone while you waited for his stupid break to be over. Since you were here, you might as well rest a bit. He just grinned and sat down in front of you, unpacking the food.  You didn’t even get to start playing when he interrupted you.

Are you going to eat or what?” he asked

It’s your food. You eat it.”

“You haven’t eaten yet, have you? There’s plenty of food for both of us” he replied and pointed at the other pair of chopsticks that Mingyu had casually packed. Well, you were hungry so you picked them up and started eating too.

Happy?” you asked.

He just shrugged and said “Tell me about your day.”

What?” you choked.

“I’m trying to take a break here. You are supposed to distract me” he said.

You really are an asshole. Fuck you.” you said out loud, not even caring anymore.

He dropped his chopsticks and stared at you widening his eyes but then he started laughing. Wow that was something you didn’t get to see very often. And yes, you thought it was hot. You could feel yourself blushing and there was no place to hide.

I guess I am” he said still laughing “but I still want to know about your day

You couldn’t help but smile at his pretty laugh and you ended up laughing too. When you two finally calmed down, you found yourselves talking about how stressed you both were. He was putting the leftovers back into the bag and putting it away when your phone started vibrating. Your best friend was texting you.

You couldn’t help but smile as you replied to his text but when you looked up you saw Woozi staring at you. There it was: lidded eyes looking at you while he bit his lower lip. You almost dropped your phone but decided to pretend it didn’t affect you and return your attention to the screen. Your friend texted you back right in time with a really good joke and you were so focused that you didn’t notice Woozi sitting right behind you and taking your phone away. You turned around to see him looking at your phone, furrowing his eyebrows while reading your friend’s contact name out loud “My Prince”.  You heard your phone vibrating again but when you tried to reach for it, Woozi just put it behind him. You tried to turn around and were ready to fight him but he started doing something you honestly never saw coming: he was massaging your shoulders.

“W-what are you doing?” you asked suspiciously.

“You said you are stressed right? You helped me taking a break so I’m doing the same for you.

“Can you at least give me my phone b-ah!” you gasped when he rubbed your neck just right.

“Don’t you know that phones can increase the stress levels?” he whispered next to your ear.

Fine, just- mmh… don’t turn it off. He’ll get worried” you said. Instead of replying he applied more pressure and you couldn’t help the small moan that escaped your mouth.

Fuck, how are you so good at this?” you asked breathless. You didn’t even notice the phone vibrating anymore. He just chuckled while pushing your hair over your shoulder and placed a soft kiss on the back your neck. His hands felt so good that it took you some minutes to realize he was kissing and biting your neck.

Jihoon?” You started to panic. Suddenly you were aware of everything: his hands touching your lower back, his teeth nibbling your earlobe, the phone vibrating nonstop.

Relax” was his only reply before he started sucking on your neck. You moaned and tried to push him away but he groaned, hugging your waist and pulling your back closer to him.

Jihoon, y-you’re leaving a mark.” You complained but he only sucked harder. “You fucker!” you hissed when you understood he was doing it on purpose. He stopped and leaned his head on your shoulder laughing breathlessly while caressing your tummy.

It’s not funny!” you said. He remained silent for a few seconds and then kissed your shoulder sweetly.

“It wasn’t meant to be funny” he said softly but he didn’t say anything else. No explanation to his behavior. No apology. Nothing. So you violently pushed his hands away and stood up but he quickly grabbed your arm and pulled you on top of him. You were now on his lap, while he was sitting between your legs. You gave him a killer glare but he didn’t seem to be intimidated.

“If this is a joke-“ you started but he grabbed your hips and grinded you against him. You gasped as you felt how hard he was.

“Does it feel like I’m joking?” he asked looking at you straight in the eyes. You didn’t know what to say. His cock pulsating against you didn’t let you come up with an answer.

“I can’t.” You finally said.” You-“

“…am too young?” he interrupted you. You looked away. “But you like me, (Y/N). You like me a lot.” he continued while caressing your waist.

“Sorry, I don’t.” You lied. You were very convincing but he wasn’t having it.

Yes, you do.” He grinned leaning against your ear. “Remember that day you weren’t feeling well and run to the bathroom?” he kissed your jawline. “I was worried so I followed you. I couldn’t just enter the girls’ bathroom so I was going to wait for you outside…That’s when I noticed you were on the phone.” He licked your neck and your eyes widened in fear and embarrassment. You remembered that. You literally had screamed that you had a crush on Woozi. How could you be so stupid? He was now looking at your face and he seemed to find your reaction rather amusing. He bit his lower lip and asked “How long are you going to keep me waiting?”

You wanted to die of embarrassment. Maybe you should just give in? But no, your mind wouldn’t stop telling you his body was reacting this way because he has no other female around him. He’s desperate and now that he knows you like him he wants to use you to relieve stress. Now that you thought about it, it was completely normal for guys his age to have sex. You started thinking about all the other boys back in the dorms and felt sad for them. They needed to have a healthy live and that included sex, even if they didn’t have time for relationships.

“I’ll talk to the company.” you finally said and when he looked confused you added “They can probably hire some women… or men, whatever you’re into for you to do your…things” you said, mom mode activated as you reassured him “There’s no need to be ashamed, your body is changing, this is totally normal.”

He narrowed his eyes and asked “What the hell are you talking about? I don’t want to fuck another woman.”

We’ll make sure they get tested before, ok? They’ll be clean and I’m sure they will keep the secret if they get p-“ He let out a frustrated groan, grabbed the back of your head and kissed you roughly. It felt so good to finally kiss the one you liked but you still weren’t sure it was right to take advantage of his needs so you tried to push him away. He pulled you closer, his tongue deep into your mouth and started thrusting his hips lazily. You parted away, gasping for air as he repeated “I don’t want another woman. I like you. Everyone knows you drive me crazy. Now stop killing the mood and kiss me back.” He demanded.

You were thinking about how much trouble you would get into if someone found out about what was happening when he kissed you again and this time you kissed back. He moaned, finally satisfied with your reaction but wasted no time and squeezed your ass, thrusting harder.

“You look so good wearing a dress. How come you never wear one for work?” he asked casually sliding his hands under it and caressing your thighs.

“I was going to go out with a friend.” You replied kissing his neck.

“The friend who keeps texting you?” he asked and suddenly you remembered him. You quickly stopped and were about to reach for your phone when Jihoon’s hand found his way into your panties and rubbed your clit shamelessly. Your back arched.

Fuck, Jihoon. Just let me reply to his text, ok?”

I’m not stopping you, (Y/N). Am, I?” he asked innocently while rubbing faster. You tried to glare at him but you couldn’t keep your eyes open at how good his fingers felt. He rubbed even faster while looking at your face, fascinated. “Are you close?” he asked when you started shaking. You nodded while moaning and he stopped immediately.

“What the fuck?!” You asked him breathless, frustrated because how dare he making you feel this good and then stop right before your orgasm.

“You should let your friend know that you are fine.” He simply replied.  You just looked at him wondering if he was actually serious but he didn’t flinch so you just grabbed your phone and stood up, hating Jihoon more than ever. When you checked your phone you even had missed calls.

Fuck, he probably thinks I’m dead.” You said as you called him.

Hello? What the fuck is your problem, princess? I almost called the police!” your friend yelled on the other end.

“I’m so sorry, my lovely prince.” You started feeling incredibly guilty. ”I’m fine, I’m just-Wh…Oooh” you couldn’t finish the sentence as Jihoon quickly pulled your panties down and gave your clit a long lick.

“(Y/N)?” Your friend asked but you weren’t paying attention. You were trying to push Jihoon away while you angrily whispered “What the fuck are you doing?” but he looked at you straight in the eye, fucking grinned and buried his head between your legs. You let out a silent scream and started shaking as you were already close to your release thanks to all that teasing not long ago. Somehow you managed to finish the call before grabbing his hair and come in his mouth moaning loudly. He gave you one last lick and kissed your hip before pulling you back into his lap and kissing you hungrily.

How the fuck do I explain that to my friend?” you asked between kisses.

Just tell him the truth” he replied, taking his cock out of his pants and putting a condom on.

“Why do you even have one of those?”

“I’m 20 years old, of course I have one. Also I’ve been thinking of a way to be alone with you to do this. You coming to me today made it easier.” He said rubbing his dick against your entrance.

“Fuck you” you laughed.

“That’s the plan” he said sliding into you, both of you moaning. He waited a few seconds before moving slowly. You were kissing when your friend called you back.

“Answer him” Jihoon suddenly said.

No fucking way.” He thrusted into you harder and made you gasp.

If you don’t answer it, I’ll do it.” He threatened. You glared at him, refusing to pick it up. But he grabbed the phone himself and answered so you took it away from his hands, panicking.

I’m so sorry, everything is fine. I promise!” you said before he asked you anything.

“(Y/N) where even are you?”

“I…” you looked at Jihoon, who raised an eyebrow and thrusted into you. You gasped and tried to come up with an excuse quickly. “I had to head back to work. They needed me to take care of something for a photo shoot tomorrow morning” you lied. Jihoon laughed breathlessly and fucked you harder.

“What? They are assholes, you’re supposed to have the nights off” your friend replied.

I know, they are assholes.” You replied glaring at Jihoon and trying to hold back your moans. He smirked.

“(Y/N) you sound very tired. Have you thought about the job I offered you? You know my dad owns the company. Come work with us and we’ll treat you well, princess.” Your friend said worried. Jihoon furrowed his eyebrows and slowed down, looking at you confused. He had clearly heard what your friend said.

“Your offering sounds very tempting right now. I’m honestly considering it.” You said and Jihoon gave you one hard deep thrust that made you moan out loud.

“…(Y/N)?” you heard your friend’s confused voice but you couldn’t reply. Jihoon was fucking you roughly, he even looked angry.

“….Princess, are you-?” your friend didn’t get to finish his sentence because Jihoon interrupted him with an “Ooh, (Y/N) you feel so good.” Way louder than necessary. You slapped his arm, knowing what he was trying to do but he only continued. “Mmm yeah, baby. Just like that, you take me so well…Uuhh” You panicked and tried to cover his mouth with your hand but then he pounded into you with brutal force and you were the one moaning.

Oh my god, (Y/N) you are totally fucking your job!” your friend yelled before hanging up. You didn’t even have the energy to be mad at Jihoon as you felt your orgasm hitting you. Jihoon followed not long after with a low groan as he spilled into the condom. Neither of you moved. Your foreheads touching, the only sound in the studio was your breathing until Jihoon broke the silence asking “Are you going to stop working with us?”

“…If someone finds out about this, I’ll have to” you sighed. He kissed your lips softly before saying “No one needs to know. Except for your prince” he huffed.

“…He’s gay.” You told him. Jihoon didn’t say anything for a few seconds before finally whispering “Good.” And kissing you again.

Addewid (VII)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Kai (Jongin)

Rating: R

Warning: Forced kiss, mental torture

Word Count: 4,411

Summary: You cannot appeal to my better nature, for I have none. I am not human, little one.”

You’ve always known you were different. You’re able to see them, after all, able to see the Others. You’ve also always ignored them. Until the day comes where you’re forced to make a choice - one that throws your world into chaos. And sends you down a path you might never return from.

Originally posted by intokai

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anonymous asked:

For Bitter Sunday, maybe sth where Wanda sees how her life would play out w/ Tony dead? Answer: not any better. Then Wanda's genuinely remorseful for how she's treated him/tries to apologize, but he's just Done w/ Team Cap + tho he's polite enough, he'll never fully accept the apology? OR sth where the team sees the vision Tony saw that led to the frenzied creation of Ultron. They feel awful + try to apologize but Tony's like "uh-huh sure," brushes them off b/c he'll never trust them again?

I went with the first one, although the polite part didn’t fully work out. Oops.

“What do you want?” Stark asks coldly, arms crossed in front of his chest, shoulders a straight line of tension.

Wanda resists the urge to snap back at him–force of habit–but it’s a close call. He’s just so, so good at aggravating here, rubs her in all the wrong ways just by breathing on some days, and she can’t even put a finger on why that is. But she hasn’t come here to fight. Not this time.

“I’ve come to apologise,” Wanda replies honestly. She doesn’t like how hard it is to say the words out loud, but is honest enough with herself to admit that it will take a while to get used to this whole not-actively-hating-Stark-every-moment-he-draws-breath-thing.

For a second Stark doesn’t say anything, which is so unlike him Wanda fleetingly wonders whether she broke him after all. Then he slams the door shut.

It’s…not what she expected. To be fair, she has no clue what she expected, but definitely not this.

Deciding that breaking down the door won’t help in this situation, Wanda knocks. 

And knocks.

And knocks.

And kocks.

“Fuck off!” Stark yells through the closed door.

Wanda grits her teeth but of all the various things she’s been, she’s never counted herself as a coward, and she’s not going to start now. She’s not going to run away from this.

She knocks.

Stark throws the door open fifteen minutes later.

“What do you want?” he snarls furiously.

“To apologise to you,” Wanda repeats. The words halt whatever rant Stark has surely prepared himself to unleash on her.

He stares at her instead, long and serious and uncomfortable. “You really mean that,” he mutters eventually, and Wanda desperately hopes the relief isn’t as clearly written over her face as she suspects it is.

“I do,” she says anyways because it’s the damn truth, no matter how uncomfortable. It’s taken her four days to work through her resentment, to come to terms with the fact that she is in the wrong, that she seriously messed up, but she’s here now, and she’s going to see this through.

“Alright.” Stark nods. And moves to close the door again.

This time Wanda is fast enough to wedge her foot in. “Are you serious?” she hisses in annoyance.

Stark shrugs. “It was worth a try.”

“I am trying to apologise here!”

“So what?”

Wanda blinks. She doesn’t–she doesn’t know what to do with that.

Stark rolls his eyes. “Look, I don’t want your apology. So just, I don’t know. Go play hide and seek with Barton or whatever it is you do in your off-time.”

“But–”

“No.” Stark growls. “I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care. You’re here to explain yourself to relieve your consciousness, so you feel better about yourself. But nothing you could tell me would make me feel better. I’ve no need for your apology.”

“That’s not fair!” Wanda exclaims. “I’m trying here! I’m trying not be selfish, I’m try-”

Then don’t be,” Stark cuts her off. “Don’t do what you think I need. Don’t fucking tell me what I need. Just respect my wish and leave. It’s that easy.”

He closes the door in her face for the third time then, unhurried and with a gentle click. It strikes her then, that this is how he must have felt all those times he’s tried to approach her, and she finds that she doesn’t have the self-righteousness to do anything but comply with his demand.

*

They work well enough together in the field. They don’t talk more than necessary with each other outside it. They have their own working arrangement, and most days that’s perfectly fine.

Yet some days find Wanda thinking of the girl she used to be. Of bridges burnt beyond repairing. Of chances lost and forgotten.

Too little, too late indeed.

mizpahes  asked:

PROMPT- "What do you mean you can't get off?"

I sat here for another 40 minutes and I just knew he wasn’t coming, where was he? I kept on checking my messages to see if he reached out to me… but nothing. It was pretty embarrassing to come in and everyone around you noticing who you are, but when that other person is suppose to be by your side and they never end up coming sucks. Harry has never done this before, I mean yes he has been maybe 20 minutes but not almost 2 hours.

I see my phone light up and it’s a text from harry

“I can’t come” I read out, and I feel like my heart just shattered

“What do you mean you can’t come?” I text back quickly

I decided that this was enough. I called for the waitress to come over and paid for the one glass of wine I had. I picked up my things and walked right out of the restaurant. Today was Harry and I’s 2nd anniversary, we planned to just have a simple night and have a romantic dinner together. But when I sat here for almost 2 hours, I knew it wasn’t going to end up as I planned it would. When I stood over trying to hail a cab I hear my phone go off. When I look down I see that harry is trying to call me.

“Hello” I say a bit coldly, not wanting to hear some dumb excuse right now

“Oh my god babe, I am so sorry. I hope you weren’t waiting for me” harry says frantically

“Well Harry I was for two hours” I yell at him into the phone

I turn around to a few people staring at me, I don’t really care at this moment so I turn back around away from them.

“Y/n I am so sorry, I just got held up at the studio and” he says quickly, trying to explain himself

“No Harry, I sat in here looking like a fool waiting for you and you didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me” I cut him off and yell at him into the phone, I look over to people staring in my direction. I walk over to a secluded park with barely any people

“Babe I am seriously so so sorry, it was so wrong for me to do and I wanna make it up to you” Harry says in a soothing way, trying to calm me down

“Make up to me how Harry?” I say still with a bit of stern tone

I’m pacing back and forth trying to collect all of my thoughts and take a seat on a bench in front of the park, trying to get myself to calm down.

“I want to take off for a bit, I’m gonna stop writing for some time and I want us to go on a trip together” Harry says to me and I can tell he smiles at the end “Just the two of us”

“To where?” I ask him

“Anywhere, it’s your choice” Harry says excitingly, I get back up starting to feel a bit better “anywhere that would make you happy”

“I want you to know Harry that you are still in the dog house” I say letting him know that he isn’t off the hook just yet

“Oh I know babe, I am really sorry what happened tonight. I love you so much and I wanted us to celebrate tonight but I fucked up like always and disappointed you” Harry says and starts to sound a bit choked up, trying to cough it off

“It’s okay Harry let’s just move on from it, It will all be good. You are still my number one, you will always be” I say, reassuring him that it was all going to be fine, we just have to work on things a little bit between us.

“Okay, I hope you know how much I love you” Harry says, trying to get me to smile

“I love you too Harry, so much” I whisper back to him, smiling again feeling giddy knowing I’ll be with this man forever

“You get home safely, I already sent a car out to you it should be there any minute. I’ll see you in about 10 minutes” Harry says, just as he says that the car he orders pulls up and man hops out to open the door for me

“Okay Harry, I’ll see you soon. Love you” I say sliding into the car and the door is closed

“Love you too y/n” Harry whispers quietly “maybe I’ll show you just how much I love you tonight” he says smirking knowing that it kills me

“We will see Harry… We will see” I say chuckling a bit

God I do love that man

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anonymous asked:

I really love your writing and I'm so glad that you're accepting requests again :"> how about the RFA react to MC who had a weakness for sweet treats, like MC can be very upset or angry whatsoever but as fast as she receive sweet, she turns fluffy and forget everything.

Oh, I hope this is >>sweet<< enough for you! :p

RFA with a MC who has a weak for candy


Zen

  • “Why do you need candy, babe, when you have the ultimate eye candy right in front of you?”
  • “Tempting. But can I please get my chocolate right now?” you glared at him, and he passed the bar to you.
  • You would usually laugh of his flirty jokes, but not when chocolate was the subject. Oh hell no! Chocolate is a serious matter here.
  • He doesn’t like when you get too serious, and since he doesn’t really care for sweet, he doesn’t really get it why do you get so serious about candy.
  • But he thinks it’s so funny, so he likes to tease you and hide the candy sometimes, and that’s why you’re glaring at him right now.
  • As soon as you finally have your chocolate, you smile playfully at him, and we know what these looks mean
  • “I guess I have plenty room for desert.” He says, dragging you to the bedroom.

Yoosung

  • You barely saw each other today, both of you were busy with college and work.
  • And when you two finally made it home, you were both grumpy.
  • You barely said hello to each other, any word now would lead to a completely useless fight over something really stupid.
  • You grabbed the whipped cream can, he grabbed the M&Ms package and you both sat on the couch.
  • “Okay, so was your day?” he asks, you chug some whipped cream and answer him. “Ugh, don’t even get me started!”
  • For outsiders, maybe this could be really weird, but the candy therapy has been going on for a while after long days, turns out that this need for candy is another thing you have in common.
  • You end up with some whipped cream in your cheek, which he licks promptly, you both blush, but it doesn’t last long. You both bolt to the bedroom immediately.

Jaehee

  • While she’s usually in charge of the coffee, you’re in charge of the baking.
  • That is not only about the café, it’s how it works in home too.
  • And you take baking very seriously, as serious as she takes coffee. So she’s used to you getting all grumpy when one recipe is not working out.
  • She tastes a little of the frosting cake you’re trying to do. “Hmmm, this is good, MC!” “NO, DON’T TASTE THAT YET! IT’S NOT READY AND IT’S BAD!”
  • You two look at each other, scared. You immediately regret for overreacting like this, she just shrugs and tells you not to be so hard on yourself. Ugh, she’s a saint…
  • “I mean… maybe I am tasting this wrong. Here, have some more.” You offer her and quickly steal a kiss from her. “Hum, yeah, you were right, this is good…”
  • The cake you were baking ended up burnt, but neither of you cared, you were too busy in the bedroom.


Jumin

  • “I’m pretty sure they all taste the same, my love. Just pick one.”
  • You look at him offended. , then just roll you eyes. Uh oh… he forgets you’re very sensitive concerning candy.
  • “Why would you even say that, Jumin? This one is made of mirtillo, this one is strawberry, and this one is banana!” you’re pointing to all the toffees in the candy store that you’ve been stuck for half an hour trying to pick the flavors.
  • “MC, the flavor is artificial, they probably use the same ingredients in all of them and just change the colorings and…” “Huh! They have pineapple too!”
  • He sighs, you’re not hearing any of this, are you? But he must say, you getting all excited over candy it’s so cute, he can’t even…
  • “Jumin, hurry and help me choose it!” that’s his cue. He grabs your shoulders and makes you look at him.
  • “I already chose the sweetest thing here.” He kisses you, you don’t even know what flavor you picked, you just needed to head out of that store immediately.

Saeyoung

  • Why are the lines on amusement park’s rides so damn long?
  • You could have waited patiently if you have eaten something before, but now you’re starting to get a little bad mood…
  • Saeyoung is goofing off to kill some time, but you aren’t having it at all. You need to eat something, doesn’t matter what! Though you’re super down to some candy, since it’s usually you go-to snack
  • Then he sees the solution. “Oh, MC!~ Look what I bought for you!” he shows you the cotton candy and your face immediately lightens up.
  • You rush to grab it, but he pulls away. “Uh-uh, you’ve got to earn it~” then he takes a piece and places up his mouth like a mustache.
  • He looks at you with a teasing smirk, almost like he’s daring you to do something with these much people around, but you’re hungry! For the cotton candy and… for him.
  • He’s a blushing mess when you lean closer and takes the cotton candy, chuckling. “You took my mustache, lady! I must have it back!” he pulls you closer for a kiss, yeah, forget that ride, this is amusing enough for both of you.

anonymous asked:

I have a lot of self confidence issues, would any of you have any tips? -bird anon

//Whatever you’re facing anon, you are not alone, I too have self-confidence issues. Occasionally I compare myself to others and think whatever they’re doing is better compared to what I’m doing in life. I get a bit anxious and break down to pieces whenever I see someone get better at something while I’m here feeling horrible for myself. 

Sometimes I also get envious towards the people I trust and that makes it even worse. Especially when my friends aren’t by my side I easily succumb to my sadness and I didn’t want my friends to worry and see this side of me.

But because of my friends and family I overcame my problems because they showed me how much they cared for me and how important I am to them and that’s what makes it okay. Finding people who care especially those that mean a lot to you keeps the sadness go away. I became more positive and found something that makes me happy (drawing)

If you think no one is there for you anon, I will always be here for you (including all the mods, the wrong ew cast and everybody who loves you) 

If there is someone out there trying to push you towards the edge or tells you that you aren’t important just remember all the people that love you and you’ll make it okay. Don’t belittle yourself or think negative thoughts.

- mod Skepdrift, I hope this helps your troubles, we are always here to help you :D

anonymous asked:

ok so can you be naturally smart or do you just study hard bc im rlly trying here but i feel like crap & i just wanna know if i have the potential to be smart

okay listen because i am so passionate about this: no one is inherently smart. no one. i don’t care what an IQ test tells you. everyone has the potential to be smart. everyone. it’s just a matter of helping that person learn in a way that suits them. and i know that the school system disagrees and throws around bullshit terms like “gifted” and “natural talent” but let me tell you?? that kid in your biology class who answers every question without even looking up?? his parents made him take a summer course. that kid who scored a 1600 on the sat first try?? she’s been studying since 7th grade. that kid who makes anything sound good because they articulate so damn well?? they have like 30 quizlets dedicated to expanding their vocabulary.

we’re all trained to feign indifference when we win 1st place, when we get that A we worked so hard for. but you know what? fuck intelligence. that took effort, and it’s unfortunate that we’re supposed to act like it was nothing. it’s like the duck analogy: on the surface we’re gliding calmly along, but below we’re paddling like hell.

if i sound angry, i am. i grew up in a very high-achieving town. in middle school, i struggled with mental illness and because of that, couldn’t find to motivation to put in the extra effort. and you know what? i felt absolutely stupid. all around me were these kids that kept being labeled as “gifted” by teachers, and i was there getting side-eyed because i was too afraid to turn anything in. i barely graduated seventh grade, and by school standards, that meant i was stupid. because i wasn’t one of the “smart kids”, i was told that i would never be smart. 

after middle school, my mental health started to improve and i gained an incentive to succeed in school: i wanted to prove them wrong. i studied all summer. all summer. i made a rigorous study plan. i covered the years of curriculum i missed. and guess what!! i have a 4.1 gpa in high school.

anon, i promise you that you have the potential to be smart. i have no doubt about it. don’t let anyone ever tell you that you’re born with intelligence or the lack of. it’s 110% what you do with what you’re given. prove them wrong.