hes like a confused little puppy

princess-maemae  asked:

*slides into your askbox* So.... what about an au where...... kacchan and ochako were childhood friends.... and he'd had a dumb puppy crush on her since they were little

[on twitter]

okay but Bakugou doesn’t have friends as a kid he just had followers. he doesn’t know how to friend

i imagine he just pined after her like a sad little lovestruck explosive pomeranian puppy, only he doesn’t know how to handle emotions at any age sO

HE HANDS HER A NOTE THAT SAYS “GET OUT OF MY SCHOOL”

maybe she moves away or something and they meet again at UA and Baku’s feelings return so he does the exact same thing he did as a kid, only with more cussing, b/c this child is forever emotionally constipated and doesn’t know how to deal with feelings regardless of age

poor Uraraka is so confused. she has no idea what’s going on

she has no clue the poor angry pom pom is crushing on her, hard

reasons to love day6

jae;

  • A Dork, a lanky palm tree
  • loud at first and then becomes really quiet and listens to/observes other people
  • best facial expressions 
  • is always willing to give up something if he feels like someone else would benefit more from it (eg: when he gave wonpil the last piece during the vlive mukbang
  • wow how did i go this long without mentioning hIS VOicE?!?!?!???? boy knows how to pull off the raspy hipster voice while still clearly expressing emotion
  • when he clears his throat in every single damn radio show cover (+Dance Dance) 
  • casually has all these melodies and beautiful lyrics hidden somewhere in his head 
  • actually a really deep thinker even though on the surface all he does is meme
  • the fact that he already graduated college before he got into the industry so he’s pretty much got himself all figured out 
  • most relatable human (”I am trash but it is worth it” -Jae 2k17)
  • american humour, totally a tumblr dude
  • can someone pls tell him he looks good with or without his glasses he’s so insecure
  • looks like the kind of person that would either be really fun or really boring on road trips

sungjin;

  • Meme Father, busan boy
  • looks serious and intimidating until he does literally anything
  • that look he gets where he’s initially ticked off and then realizes that he should probably just let it go
  • THE RASPY THING HE DOES WITH HIS VOICE 
  • i think i’ve only ever heard him go out of tune once, like ever
  • when he uses the shaker in english song covers
  • that time he said “misunderstanding” on asc
  • he’s so willing to make a fool out of himself for others’ enjoyment (eg: basically any time he dances and he knows everyone’s laughing because he’s horrible but he OWNS IT
  • he’s sassy literally 25/7 he’s so sarcastic bih i LOVE it
  • how he clearly understands what people are saying in english but he just laughs silently and doesn’t respond 
  • he learned how to play so many instruments before he settled on guitar and leader 
  • his aCcENt,, 
  • he dresses himself like a casual fratboy or a farmers child there’s no in-between 

brian;

  • The Middle Child 
  • mediates all conversations between all members always
  • can someone call him YoungK at least once pls
  • is he sleeping or is he jumping off the walls rn who knows could be either one
  • so spontaneous and goes with the flow and super chill
  • relatable university student (”are you ready for your exam?” “no i’m going to study the night before”)
  • when he says CAAAAnada and Toroooonnuh (as a canadian I certify that’s how we say it)
  • he just really loves terry 
  • a lyrical genius,, man in a movie got me shook fam
  • somehow finds time to write and compose almost all day6 songs while still balancing school life and personal life
  • that time wooyoung exposed him by telling the story of how drunk Brian wouldn’t stop saying fuck into the phone
  • how quickly he mastered english even though he only lived in canada for a few years (I know people who’ve been here for 10+ years and they still can’t pronounce the “th” sound it’s difficult ok)
  • how flawlessly he transitions between falsetto and his normal singing voice and then it goes really low and then oh that’s a truMPet
  • does anyone even know what his real hair colour is anymore

wonpil;

  • Personification of Sunshine 
  • his go-to facial expression is to smile as wide as he can
  • the way his whole face and body language changes when he smiles
  • his voice is so unique but he’s got a great range and it’s really strong
  • he tries so hard when speaking in english
  • embraces the fact that he gets weird sometimes and runs with it (”hyung are you a bear”)
  • has written some of the most beautiful lyrics in their songs 
  • winking machine
  • “this dance move is really hard guys seriously try it” 
  • that sound he makes when he’s really confused like EH?? and he just stumbles over his words until it fades into quiet and then he goes AAAH AH AH AH OK 
  • fashion icon 
  • he’s just here to have a good time fam 
  • aegyo king except he spends like a full minute hyping himself up to do it
  • he just really loves dowoon

dowoon;

  • little baby puppy don’t hurt him
  • has so much love for the other members and is so grateful
  • looks like a cinnamon roll but can actually kill you 
  • strong af (eg: that time he killed a mosquito and ended up punching a hole in the freaking wall) 
  • sososososososososoo shy and his ears get red but he embraces it and tries to overcome it 
  • when he speaks you’re automatically like ??? did that voice just come out of that smol bean
  • and is actually so sassy and sarcastic??
  • has the best comedic timing 
  • every once in a while he comes out with these sayings that are absolute gems ok;
  • ”dowoon what are your dreams” “I’m so rich that I take the taxi everywhere. actually I don’t take the taxi. I walk.
  • “say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” “superaoefjnoawenfiaweocious” (nailed it)
  • “i’m a man in a….” “ moooovieee~” 
  • when he speaks english (”your eyes like… black hole.”)
  • pretty much grounds the whole group 
  • is taking vocal lessons! pls support this shy puppy

imagine Greg’s confusion during the first couple of episodes. Like he knows sherlock as this druggie weirdo that like everyone hates and here comes this adorable little man with a limp whos like seemingly so useless but he compliments sherlock and finds him fascinating and Greg’s like wow okay and Sherlock just clings to John like a lost puppy and then when Sherlock comes back to Greg in his flat John’s still there and Greg’s like wow what were they coming here together for what did i interrupt he probably thought that they were on a date or something and then the glare shared between them and Greg sees the whole thing he’s probably like omg it makes so much sense sherlock is gay and then as the seasons progress he probably still thinks they’re together and then Mary comes in and Greg’s probably all like whoa wait like poor papa Lestrade probably wasn’t informed that john and sherlock weren’t together he probably just assumed throughout the whole thing 

I Think I Wanna Marry You...

Pairing: Dean X Reader.

Warnings: none.

S/P/N- Sister’s Preferred Name.

Summary: The reader, distraught over not having a date to her sister’s wedding, considers asking one of the Winchesters to pretend to accompany her; will Dean manage to save the day and play pretend for two weeks, or will his feelings get the best of him?

A/N: I’m a sucker for these “fake relationship” stories ;))



                                                   ~*~*~*~

Y/N pulls the phone from her ear, her frustration drawn out in the creases in her brow.


“Well?” Dean asks, sat opposite her at the library table. Before him lies an open lore book, on a page about Nordic gods and how to kill them, and his cup of coffee sits dangerously close to the irreplaceable relic. With Sam out doing some shopping, it’s just the two of them at home, trying to dig up some info that might be useful for future use.


Pinching her brow, the young girl shakes her head, waving a dismissive hand.  “Nothing. It’s fine.”


“Ya’ sure?”


“Yes.” She says, trying to sound convincing, but its of no use, because the elder Winchester has known her long enough to see past her facades.


Living together for nearly five years now, calling her his best-friend even feels like an understatement. They got to know each other a while back through a hunt involving a Tulpa in California; Y/N’s kill, but the boy’s happened to jump in on it and help out. Surprise surprise: a friendship sparked,  and ever since then, the relationship has flourished greatly.


To Dean, Y/N is family, just like Cas or Charlie or any of the other members of their little rehabilitation program they’ve picked up over the years. And with that, he knows—well enough—that despite her efforts to dismiss it, something is nudging at her mind.


“Obviously not. You seem like you’re about to explode. What is it?” He shuts the book and leans forward. Y/N still looks exasperated; still tries to act like she isn’t, and fails terribly. When she finally lifts her gaze, her expression is that of defeat.


“It’s my sister.” She says mournfully. “She’s calling me about her wedding coming up this month, and wants to know if I’ve been signed up to the family news letter that allows me to see all the updates on things like which floral arrangement we’re going to have. Surprise surprise—I’m not.”


“Damn.” Dean says plainly, still not seeing the reason behind her chagrin. Y/N rolls her eyes at him, trying to look annoyed, but the smile that she suppresses says otherwise.


A sardonic laugh escapes her. “Yeah, damn indeed.”  She rises from her seat, downing her coffee. Dean glances at his, then stretches it across to her. She finishes it in a single glug.


“So….what now?” He leans back in the chair. “You don’t know the floral arrangements? Doesn’t sound so bad.”


“I don’t know anything about this wedding, Dean. I don’t know where it’s gonna be, I don’t know who’s gonna be there, and—until I few seconds ago—I didn’t know I’m going to have to be in Boston next week. S/P/N mentioned it in the newsletter but….” Her voice drifts off and she folds her lips into a straight-line, shrugging.


“What’s in Boston?”


“The wedding, apparently. Who even gets married in Boston? Yuck.” Y/N scowls.


“Your sister, apparently.” He almost rolls his eyes. “Right, so…go to Boston. Show up for the rehearsal, see your family, have fun, and then get back here once everything’s done.”


Dean explains it like it’s so easy.  To him, it is.  Wedding prepping can’t take more than three weeks, can it….? He wouldn’t know. He’s never had the chance to even be part of a wedding, but he assumes that that’s an appropriate estimate.


But, from the way Y/N bites her lip and averts her gaze to the floor, a look teetering between guilt and embarrassment on her face, maybe he’s wrong.


“Yeaahhh….” She draws out, skeptically. “Uhm…about that. It’s not as easy as it sounds…”


“Uhm…?” He quirks an inquisitive brow.


“I…sorta…told them that I have a date to the wedding and,…” Y/N gestures in the air, but doesn’t finish her sentence.


Dean watches her with a knitted brow, waiting for an explanation that doesn’t come, until realizations strikes. His eyes widen and his mouth forms a little “o”.


“Ohhh.”


“Yeah…” Her cheeks are dusted with a feint blush and she looks away.


Dean doesn’t want to say it, but he can’t help but think how cute it is—really cute. The only thing that can compete, he thinks, is the way her eyes disappear into her cheeks when she smiles.


As embarrassing as it is, he has almost an entire list like that about Y/N; things he thinks are adorable about her, things like her laugh, to  he way she’s so awkward around big crowds,  or how she has an undeniable obsession with space. Little things. Cute things. It goes on and on, infinite and growing each day, the more and more he gets to know her…but he’ll never admit that.


Because he can’t.


Because Y/N is family, and she’s just a friend.


“Well…is it like a must to bring one along? You could always just tell your family that you guys…broke up? Maybe he cheated. Maybe the love fizzled out.” Dean offers, shrugging.


Y/N looks at him with an un-amused expression. “Great thing to mention right before a wedding.”


“God, I don’t know.” Getting up from his seat, he rolls his eyes. He shuts the book and a gust if dust billows from it, then fixes it under his arm.“You’ll figure it out. It’s you.”


“Dean…”


“Yeah?”


Y/N doesn’t meet his gaze. Instead, she looks to the floor, arms crossed over her chest.“Well,…there is something I thought about doing, but—God, I don’t know. What if, like—” She finally looks up.


Dean waits for the bombshell he knows she’s about to drop with a cautious, furrowed brow,


“—I asked Sam?”  She finishes, her expression hopeful; her eyebrows are pulled together and she’s squinting slightly. The elder Winchester feels the wind get knocked out of him at hearing this.


His eyes widen. “Sam?”


“Not to actually be my date!—just to fool my family for the two weeks. Do you think he’ll go along with it?”


“I don’t get it—why don’t you just—“


“I can’t tell them I don’t have a date, because I already told them that I do. Going back on my word now will just make me look ridiculous, Dean. Just…”Y/N sighs and shuts her eyes. Dean can read the desperation in her features. He bites his lip, contemplating Y/N’s offer.


Sam, going on a date with Y/N. The idea is so ludicrous, so unbelievable that it sounds completely silly, like imagining pigs fly or anything of the nature. He can’t bring himself to even picture the two of them together, but…


Still.


He then feels something stir in his gut at the thought, a warmth, a….jealousy? No. Hopefully not. It’s been ages since these feelings have managed to surface. Now is not the time for a return. The elder Winchester quickly suffocates the feeling and averts his attention back onto his friend.


 Before him she stands, imploring y/e/c eyes, a sweet smile stretched across her face and hands clasped together. She looks like a little girl, so young, so desperate. The elder Winchester doesn’t want to say no. Even if he did—with puppy eyes like those—how can you?


“So you have to have a date to this wedding?”


“I do.”


Dean thinks for a moment, raking his eyes over Y/N’s face that speaks mountains of uncertainty.


“You think he’ll say no, huh?”


“I’ll do it.”


“What?” Confusion floods the young girls face as she unclasps her hands. They fall to her side. Dean gulps trying to level his voice to a more confident tone.


“I’ll be your date to your sister’s wedding.” He repeats, hoping he sounds more sure than he feels. His hands go cold, throat tightening.


Y/N’s face speaks volumes of surprise. “You’d…do that?”


Another nod.


“You’ll really do this?” She asks eyes wide. “A whole two weeks in Boston? With my family?”


Dean shrugs. For some wild reason, his heart is pounding in his chest and his palms are sweating, and he tries to stave off all the anxiety that begins to bubble within his gut. “Yeah. Why not?”


“Dean,” Y/N’s voice is stern all of a sudden. You can tell that she’s just as taken aback by the proposal as he is, but is trying not to show it. “If you say yes to this, I don’t want you to half-ass it? This is a real big deal for me, you know?”


“Look, do you want a date to this wedding or not?”


Y/N  then bites her lip, contemplating. The elder Winchester’s eyes never leave her as he watches, waiting for response, until she finally agrees.


“Okay.” She says. A small smile then twitches on her lips, and Dean can see she’s trying to suppress.


“ Okay. Awesome. I’m gonna call S/P/N and see if there’s anything more I need to know yeah?” She asks. He nods.


“Sure.” Dean says. “It’s fine with me.”


“Sure?”


“Mhm.” He knows he is, because the smile that breaks through Y/N’s authoritative face then is something definitely worth the decision. Her cheeks indented with dimples, she smiles, shaking her head, and then walks out to make the call. On the way out, she makes sure she butts her shoulder into his, just for fun. Dean lets out a nervous chuckle.


She’s gone. The empty library is silent, and that’s when his heart starts to thud.


Over and over, like a vicious doldrums. The silence only accentuates the sound of his rapid heartbeat, as the elder Winchester allows in a deep breath. His eyes flutter shut, and the anxiety begins to melt away gradually.


This is gonna be a hell of a wedding.


                                                  ~*~*~*~

Part 2

I’ve been in my feelings for Dean for the past few weeks so bear with me pls. Also, I’m very excited for this story; more chapters to come, hopefully soon.

As always, likes, re blogs and general feedback is greatly appreciated!

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warnings: lowkey sub!seb, oral (f/m recieving), me ruining another weeknd song, a little bit more of shy!seb bc yes that needs to be a warning, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, people!), needy!seb

note: song mentioned is often by the weeknd. you all asked for part two so here it is! hopefully this lives up to expectations! I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO END THIS SO I APOLGIZE FOR THAT

MASTERLIST || SHAMELESS [PT 1]

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Because I just binged the second half of season 12 and I need a pick-me-up.

The first twenty-four hours Cas is back (and wholly human), Dean hovers like Sam has never seen. Every time Sam has almost died ever? Cake, compared to the way Dean follows Castiel around the bunker like some sad, confused, lost puppy. 

And the worst part is that Cas is just happy to bask in the attention. Like he knows that this is the closest he and Dean will ever be, and he’s content to take advantage while it lasts.

It’s a little pathetic:

Cas will walk into the kitchen, dressed in the sweats and t-shirt left out for him to make him more comfortable, and lo and behold, not even thirty seconds later, Dean will follow. He’ll hover for a couple of seconds, they’ll do the whole ‘staring but not really staring’ thing, and then Dean, miraculously now in Castiel’s personal space, will casually ask something like: “you hungry?” and Cas’ll nod like his life depends on it. 

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anonymous asked:

hi im a new nct stan can you describe nct127's members' personalities? thank you!!

taeyong - kindhearted, giving, and sweet like candy to the core. but also, always walking the bridge between just nervous and all out losing it,,,,,,,sorta reminds me of suho??? in personality like fluffy but also siren noises in their heads 24/7

taeil - takes life on step at a time, no need to rush. the big brother whose always getting bothered by his younger siblings. just wants peace and quiet, but always smiles and bears it. (not about his personality but 7th sense was his ERA)

doyoung - doesn’t miss an opportunity to talk, loves sharing his opinions, petty, has waaaay too much love to give and isn’t afraid to show it much to the dismay of some people (see: taeyong), but in the end has the most charmingly,,,,,entertaining way of making you love him

johnny - dramatic, his body is big and therefore everything he does has to be a b IG deal, talks like he’s hosting a tv show, is pressed about his 10 yrs in the basement so he’s making up for it, when he smiles tho his whole tough mysterious persona goes out the door

jaehyun - humble, is a visual both in looks and personality because how can someone be so good natured when they’re surrounded by chaos (the rest of nct) all the time??? is cute without trying,,,,,like literally so cute,,,,serious to squish in .005 seconds 

yuta - ,,,,,dont know where he came from but wherever it was it must have been wild because he’s unstoppable. a FLIRT,,,,,,like a mega flirt like you try finding (1) video where yuta isn’t trying to seduce the camera - it’s just not possible, but also he can be,,,,,goofy,,,,like very silly and he thinks he’s being hot but then he’s just making a fool of himself (in the best way like it’s adorable) 

sicheng - looks innocent,,,,,,like a confused puppy,,,,,but then before you know it you’re wrapped around his little finger just like the rest of nct, dreamy and a lil aloof, would probably sell yuta out for a toothbrush,,,,,actually would definitely sell yuta out for a toothbrush 

mark - golden boy, pure hearted and excited about life, the type that is popular but still??? nice,,,,,doesn’t let anything get in his head like he’s still an angel through and through. makes you feel like you’re not  doing enough with your life because he’s accomplished SO MUCH 

haechan - seems evil, but he’s not like he does things to pester others but on the inside he’s soft and loves his members a lOT,,,,,like he wont admit but he’s actually super caring and supportive, can say the most blunt thing with the most serious expression and even if it’s a lie you’ll believe it because he’s just like,,,,,,so,,,,a matter a fact. is just as savage with 127 and he is with the dream kids but touch any of them and he’ll probs fight u 2 the death 

Puppy Love or That one time Logan accidentally set up his best friends

So i started this fic with out Anxietys name and I decided to finish it that way *shrug*

Puppy Love

Or

That one time Logan accidently set up his best friends

Logan had been very worried about his friend Anxiety recently. Anxiety’s ,well, anxiety had been very bad lately. Attacks occurring daily, sometimes even multiple times a day.  He was at a loss for what to do, how to help. But a three a.m. thought had reminded him that he’d once read about dogs helping to ease anxiety. So with out much more thought than that he had gone out the next morning and adopted a puppy from the shelter.


They had shown him a litter of puppies that had been abandoned roadside. He had instantly known which one was the perfect puppy for Anxiety. In the enclosure of curly haired and playful puppies, there was one all black one. It was pressed into the corner, watching the others play. Logan had paid the adoption fee and picked up the necessary supplies before heading home. He was hardly through the front door when he was accosted by Patton.


“Is that a puppy?”  he squealed, Logan held the small thing out of both his and Roman’s reach.


“It’s for Anxiety.” He said marching up the stairs and rapping on Anxiety’s door, forgetting that at this hour there was no chance that anxiety would be up. Patton and Roman drifted behind him excitedly.  After receiving no answer Logan threw the door open and marched inside. He reached for Anxiety’s blankets, ready to throw them off, but Patton stopped him before he could. Instead the moral side sat on the edge of the bed and gentle called his name, brushing the hair from his forehead.


Anxiety scrunched his eyes against the light, glaring at them.


“You better have a damned good reason for waking me up this early.”


“It 11 am,” Logan said, but Patton spoke over him.


“ Logan got you a present.” he squealed, unable to contain his excitement. Logan held the small bundle of black curls out and Anx took it as though it were the most fragile thing in the world, wondering eyes moving between the Logan and the puppy.


“I thought she might help you, you know, feel a little better.” Both Anx and Patton looked up at him slightly teary eyed.  He beat a hasty retreat from the room.

“What are you going to name her?” Patton asked, reaching out to scratch her head.


“I don’t know.” he answered, holding her up to eye level. “What about Sari.”

“That’s adorable. She does look like a Sari.”


“Ah, my princess.” Roman said from where he lent in the doorway.


“What?” Anx asked, his sleep addled brain thoroughly confused.


“That’s what the name means, my princess.”


“Awwwww” Patton grinned, taking the puppy from Anxiety’s hands and nuzzling up to her.


“How do you know that?”


“It is my business to know all sorts of things pertaining to princes and princesses.” He said with a smirk before also leaving the room as well.


“I suppose you want to go back to sleep?” Patton asked setting Sari on the bed, and looking at Anx who had already settled back into his pillows. The puppy stumbled up the bed and curled into Anxiety’s shoulder. Patton smiled and left the sleeping two.


The two emerged later in the day, Anx cradling Sari close to his chest as he went down the stairs before setting her on the living room carpet. Patton immediately stopped what he was doing, coming to lay on the carpet and play with her while Anx rummaged through the fridge for something to eat.


He sat down on the couch with a yoghurt and watched Patton giggle as Sari licked at his face and stumbled and pounced around. He valiantly fought to keep a smile off his face as he watched.


That night Patton sat unusually close to him so he could pet the sleeping puppy in his lap during their movie night. Anxiety was hyper aware of his body, pressed up on his left side. More so when Patton’s head dropped onto his shoulder, as deeply asleep as the puppy now sprawled across both of their laps.  He felt a strange mixture of relief and disappointment when Roman gently woke him up and convinced him to go to bed.


The next morning had Patton passing by Anxiety’s door… often.  There was puppy in there gosh dang it. Eventually a bleary eyed Anx stumbled out to let the puppy outside. Patton followed them, trying to be quite, knowing that Anx couldn’t handle bright and bubbly this early. He played in the grass with the pup while Anx made himself a cup of coffee, and tried to hide his disappointment when Anxiety scooped her up and took her back inside.  


“You coming?” He asked, pausing halfway up the stairs to look back at Patton.


“Really?” he visibly brightened.  Anx rolled his eyes and continued to his room, flipping the tv onto a random channel, flopping on his bed and scrolling through tumblr on his phone. Oh, and also trying not to smile at how cute Patton and Sari were, playing with the small toy Logan had bought.  Speaking of Logan, had Anx ever thanked him? He hadn’t. He was the worst. The very worst. Logan had done this incredible, sweet, thoughtful and slightly out of character thing for him and he couldn’t even bother to thank him? What a shitty friend he was, what a shitty person. Logan probably hated him. Probably? Logan definitely hated him. He…


His thoughts were interrupted by a series of small wet licks to his face.


“Ugh Sari,” He said pushing her off, undeterred she snuggled against his shoulder and tucked under his chin. It was only then that he realised how erratic his breathing had become, he wrapped an arm around her snuggling her tighter.


“You okay dude?”


Anxiety’s heart lept out of his throat as he remembered Patton was still in the room. He stared at him wide eyed, trying to figure out the answer to that question.  He thought maybe he was, the puppy pressed against his chest calming his breath and the way the light was hitting Patton’s concerned face causing his racing heart to start doing floppy-floppies.


The following weeks had Patton spending a lot more time in Anxiety’s room. Which lead to spending a lot more time with Anxiety himself. And why not? He had always enjoyed Anx’s company.  He enjoyed the newness of their three a.m. talks, even if he couldn’t quite keep his eyes open and accidently fell asleep.


He enjoyed waking up tangled together. He even enjoyed the surprised look on Anx’s just before he pulled away from him with a shamed blush. (He did not enjoy that part.)  


He immensely enjoyed that Anx seemed to stay a little closer to him now, sitting on the counter as he made dinner, and choosing to sit next to him at the table. Hey enjoyed the way their humor bounced off each other, dry sarcasm answering his enthusiastic puns.


Patton sighed, rolling over and looking at the moon through his window. Honestly it had been awhile since he had slept in his own bed, alone. He didn’t like it. Not anymore.

He tossed and turned for awhile longer before getting up and padding into the hallway. He paused outside of Anxiety’s door. It was late, really he shouldn’t wake him. He should just suck it up and go to bed.


He swayed back and forth, unable to decide what to do. The decision, however, was made for him as the door suddenly opened and he came face to face with a surprised Anxiety. They stared wide eyed at each other in the darkened hallway until Sari jumping on his leg provided a suitable distraction. He bent down and scooped the excited bundle up, laughing quietly as she licked his face.


“She missed you.” Anx whispered, looking at him with a face that said he’d missed him too. Or least he hoped that that was what Anx’s face said. He hoped he wasn’t reading too much into it.


“I couldn’t sleep without, no, I didn’t want to sleep without you.” he said with all the courage he had.


Anxiety stared at him, then took a very deep breath, then surged forward and kissed him.


This. This was everything Patton hadn’t been able to admit he wanted. This, which had been here the whole time. Why had it taken a puppy for him to really get to know this wonderful boy?


“Bleck” Anx said pulling away and wiping the puppy kisses from his lips.


“Sari ,” Patton scolded teasingly. “It was my turn to kiss Anx, not yours.”  


Anxiety rolled his eyes at him, but grabbed his hand and led him to the bed. This time they were tangled together before they fell asleep, and in the morning Anx didn’t pull away from him, and neither of them noticed Logan’s surprised face as they held hands all through breakfast, while Roman finally got his turn to play with Sari.


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Thor learning about periods would include

Originally posted by thorssif

  • him finding you tampons in the bathroom
  • “what are these strange little things?”
  • putting it in the water
  • seeing it grow bigger
  • “IT’S EXPLODING”
  • you entering your bathroom to see Thor looking at a wet tampon with fright in his eyes
  • “Are you okay, Thor?”
  • “Why do you keep these little robots in our bathroom, my love?”
  • explaining what period is
  • him almost fainting
  • “so you bleed … constantly?”
  • telling him about tampons and how to use them
  • him looking like a confused puppy
  • “you pet these little things in … there? inside of you? what if they get lost there?”
  • laughing at his adorableness
  • “but i don’t see how that is fair to you”
  • him being super-duper protective of you when you’re on your period
  • going to Asgard and telling his friends about periods
  • them being mortified
  • Lady Sif laughing at them
  • bringing you asgardian remedies
  • being your slave for a week
  • instead of pads, he buys you diaper because they’re “way more efficient”
  • making painful and hurt faces when you have cramps because your pain is his pain
  • playing with your hair because it always calms you down
  • not letting anyone come near you when you’re on your period
  • POP TARTS

Ok but Laurent getting his long hair done up in elaborate braids for ceremonial events, and Damen getting really jealous of the servant who gets to do his hair.

Like he just glares at them the whole time. Thinking how dare they get to touch Laurents hair, and just being weirdly jealous.

Laurent thinks it’s hilarious and teases him endlessly about it.
But also he lets Damen take the braids out at night and brush his hair, cause it just makes Damen super happy.

Ok but then Damen also pulling one of the servants who does Laurent’s hair aside and having them teach him to braid.

He doesn’t tell Laurent that he’s getting lessons either, and one day before a banquet Laurent is waiting for someone to do his hair.

And Damen just sits down behind him saying he’s gonna do it this time.

Laurent being super confused by this and also a little anxious cause the event tonight is important and he has to look perfect. But he just raises and eyebrow at Damen and lets him do it. Cause he TRUSTS Damen not to make him go to the event with his hair a mess.

So Damen does his hair and it turns out perfect and he’s just so proud of himself???
Kinda of like a puppy that shifts back and fourth a lot cause they’re so excited and happy about something???

And Laurent can’t even suppress his fond smile cause his Barbarian is the sweetest and he just feels really loved and cared for. So he just turns and kisses him softly, before they turn to go to the banquet.

Of course from them on Damen is the one who does Laurent’s hair whenever he’s around, and he still brushes it out at night.

Ok so this was longer than I meant to make it but Damen being obsessed with Laurents hair and not wanting other people to touch it.

Franklin, Retriever mix (12 w/o), East Village, New York, NY • “He’s my fifth foster dog. He spent his entire life so far in a shelter in South Carolina – within the last 24-hours he was transported up here and separated from his littermates, so he’s a little confused. It’s like having a part-time baby. You have the dog for the hardest but cutest phase of life and when it gets adopted it’s equally sad and a relief. I can unroll my rugs and be a normal person again. Anyone who wants to get a dog should foster first. You can be a puppy parent for five days and test the waters.” @unleashednyorg

Mess with them - Epilogue

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: This is a re-write of Chandler and Monica’s secret relationship.

Word Count: 1,169

Warnings: Language, Smut, Semi Public, Thigh Riding

A/N: Happy Birthday @bicevans ♥ ily 
Inspired by Friends S7ep16 The One with the Truth about London.(also quotes from that episode) AKA ‘the first time Steve and Reader hooked up’

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10] [Epilogue]

Originally posted by all-about-that-fandoms

The quinjet was oddly silent, a sign that the mission didn’t go very well. Your teammates were fast asleep in the back of the jet. You were knackered, too, but you kept replaying the failed mission over and over in your head.

With a heavy sign, you crossed the jet and slumped down in the seat next to Steve. He threw you a side glance, but his hands were still on the control panel, his attention focused on the dials. You glanced at the sky and its pale pink clouds. Steve saw the forlorn look in your eyes.

“It wasn’t your fault.”

“No?” You scoffed. “You gave me an order and I failed. Don’t go easy on me, I’m not a child.”

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anonymous asked:

Hi could you do the RFA + minor trio reacting to an MC who got sick and gets really affectionate and sleepy, thank you.

RFA + minor trio reacting to an MC who got sick and gets really affectionate and sleepy.

OMG YOU LITTLE HUMAN ARE MY VERY FIRST REQUEST, SO THANK YOU SO SO MUCH! I hope you like this, I actually relate to this so much so it kinda wrote itself :)

If anyone has a request, please send it, it makes me so happy you can’t even imagine.

The amazing minor trio is under the cut bc spoilers lol.

Enjoy!

Jaehee:

  • She told you it wasn’t a good idea to sleep with no covers on because the temperature was going to drop during the night.
  • You still didn’t listen.
  • So when you appeared with a red nose and sneezing a lot she got into mom mode™.
  • She would bring breakfast to bed, bake cookies because she knows how much you love them.
  • She wasn’t really worried because it was only a cold, but oh boy, don´t you even try to get out of bed until you feel completely better.
  • “No MC, stay there”.
  • “But I’m sooo cold, look! I’m shivering!” you said again.
  • “Well, wait there, I’m going to bring another blanket”.
  • “No! Get in bed with me”.
  • The first thing Jaehee thought was that she didn’t want to get sick too, but she took another glance from you and she saw how cute you looked so sleepy, with a red nose and all wrapped up in blankets.
  • She just couldn’t say no.
  • As soon as she got under the covers, you hugged her tightly.
  • “You are really warm” you casually commented.
  • Oh the blushing, Jaehee was lucky you were with your eyes closed because if you saw her, you would never stop teasing her.
  • “Um, thanks, I hope this helps you get better, then”
  • A few minuted passed and you started mumbling things, you weren’t entirely awake but enough to talk.
  • When Jaehee thought you were asleep, she tried to move so she could get her laptop and work from bed, but you put your leg over hers.
  • “No, I’m sick and you are staying”.
  • And okay, she really needed to work, but she guessed that Mr Han would understand if she stayed at home until you felt better.
  • “Could you maybe pet my hair?” you asked quietly.
  • She smiled and hugged you even tighter. “Sure”.
  • “You know that I love you, right?” 
  • That came out of the blue…
  • Jaehee was surprised but really happy about what you said, so she just nodded and kissed you.
  • “You are going to get sick, and I will be the one who has to take care of you, keep kissing me”.

Yoosung:

  • He felt so guilty at first because you got sick from waiting for him after classes in the rain.
  • “I’m so sorry MC, let me take care of you!”
  • So when the next day you said that you weren’t feeling so well he skipped class and stayed with you.
  • Yoosung ran to the store and got you cough medicine, which worked but made you feel really sleepy.
  • You two decided to watch a movie right after having lunch, and it was really good until you fall sleep right on his lap.
  • Oh god, he didn’t notice until you started snoring softly, you even drooled a little on his jeans.
  • He wanted to be a good boyfriend, so he tried to lift you up so he could put you in bed and you could be comfortable… But you had other plans.
  • “No, you are so comfy, don’t move,” you said and kissed his thigh, which was the only thing you could easily reach from the position you were in.
  • He was so red, like a freaking tomato, and he could barely say “Oh, Ok-kay”.
  • He stayed still, fearing that if he made the most subtle move, you would wake up. 
  • But after a few minutes, you sat and looked at him in the eye and said: “Would you lay down with me?”
  • He nodded almost choking on his own saliva and laid down with you on his chest.
  • “Your heart is beating really fast, is everything okay?”
  • “Yeah, I’m just worried about you”
  • Nice save, Yoosung.
  • “Oh, my Yoosung pie is worried about me! You are so cute! I want to kiss your face so much but you are so warm and comfy, I don’t wanna move”.
  • Please save him.
  • You would end up sleeping all day wrapped into each other, Yoosung caressing your back and you nuzzling his chest.

Zen:

  • You weren’t feeling 100% okay that day, and Zen insisted that you stayed at home but no, you wanted to see him act.
  • When the play ended, you went to a bar to celebrate with all the cast.
  • By that point, you were feeling pretty ill, and you were so sleepy, you had to hold Zen’s arm all the time so you wouldn’t fall sleep on the floor.
  • He noticed and put you on a bench outside the bar so you could breathe actual air, not smoke and alcohol.
  • He sat next to you and made you lean on him so you rested your head on his shoulder.
  • “I told you not to come, princess,” he said chuckling. “And you even drank two beers”
  • “I just wanted to be a good girlfriend” you replied sleepily closing your eyes.
  • “You already are a good girlfriend!” 
  • You opened your eyes and looked at him with an expression on your face that said: “Am I?”. 
  • He smiled and nodded and you were so happy, but the only thing you managed to do was to kiss his neck tenderly and nuzzling it.
  • “It tickles!” 
  • “And I’m sleepy, hold me a little while please”
  • He was going to say yes, obviously, but you just got on his lap and put your hand on his back with your head on his shoulder.
  • You know him, the beast™ was having a hard time.
  • He called a cab right away, and while waiting for it to arrive he rocked you a little and sang softly a lullaby in your ear.
  • It was hard to keep his hands to himself.

Jumin:

  • You were at a business party, and of course, you knew you were ill, but you didn’t say anything because it was so important for Jumin.
  • The night passed painfully slow, and you started sweating, you were hot because of the fever.
  • You went to the bathroom a lot to refresh your face and the back of your neck.
  • So Jumin noticed, and not caring at all about anything else, he took you home and called a doctor.
  • It’s just fever, calm down.
  • When the doctor left, he sat on a chair and watched you sleep in that big bed you two had. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable so you could rest well.
  • “Jumin?” 
  • “Yes?”
  • “Could you maybe lay down with me?” you asked sleepily.
  • He did as he was told, but tried really hard to give you some space.
  • You were confused, he was being so cold so, clumsily so put a blanket over him and wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his chest.
  • “I know you are worried about me, but the only thing I need is for you to stay next to me” you mumbled against his chest. “Can you do that for me?”
  • “Of course I can” he replied and wrapped his arms around you.
  • You touched his nose and smiled. “I like your nose, it’s cute”
  • He smiled and kissed the top of your head. “Sleep, you need to rest”.
  • “Oh, bossy” you teased.
  • “MC…”

Seven:

  • He was so confused at first because you barely leave the house, how in the world did you manage to catch a cold?
  • But he had stopped working all day to take care of you, but he still had to.
  • Of course, he did not miss the opportunity of calling you: little clown, Rudolph, etc. Because of your red nose,
  • “Stop it, you have red hair, and I do not tease you because of that!”
  • You did not leave the bed because you were so tired and sleepy and because Seven did not let you.
  • “But I miss you! Come here and hug me so I can get better! “You almost screamed but you could not because of the cold.
  • I have laughed and shrugged. "Your voice is just croaky and nasal! Anyways, I can’t, I have to finish something. ”
  • You pouted. Pleeeeease
  • “Nope. I’ll be here in a few minutes, call me if you need anything.”
  • He walked out of your bedroom, but you grabbed a blanket and followed him to him, and when Seven sat in the chair to start working, you sat on his lap and hugged him.
  • “MC … You need to sleep” he said petting your hair.
  • When you did not answer he rolled his eyes and you lifted you and put you in bed.
  • I did not get into bed with you.
  • “You hair is so cute …” You mumbled sleepily brushing his hair between your fingers. “It goes with my nose, do not you think?” You joked.

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BTS reaction to their idol crush showing interest in them

Anonymous said: How would BTS react if an female Idol (they have a crush on) actually Shows her interest in them ?? ( + a Lot of other Male Idols have crushes on her and actually tried to Date her)

Ah, I’m so sorry it took me practically forever to get to this ;-;

I hope you still enjoy it though! c:


Rap Monster (Namjoon):

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Namjoon would be backstage with the rest of BTS at a music show, watching your performance in awe and amazement. As the music would echo through the venue, he would watch your powerful movements, his eyes fixated completely on you, wondering how you could pull off such difficult choreography and still look flawless in the process. The other boys would nudge each other, chuckling and giggling to themselves as they would glance over at Namjoon who would still be completely mesmerised by you. 

The truth would be, he would have had growing feelings for you for a few months now, falling for not only your good looks, but also your lively personality, the way you lit up the atmosphere of the room as soon as you walked in. The way you were always smiling and staying strong, even through difficult times. Plus it would be an added bonus that you were a natural beauty. “No wonder practically everyone has a crush on her,” he’d muse to himself, as you watched you take centre stage, capturing the attention of everyone there.

So, when your performance finally ended, the audience would roar up in applause, the lights on stage going out and so allowing you and your group to exit the stage. Namjoon would finally snap out his trance, vigorously clapping and bowing politely as you walked by. While the rest of your group smiled and thanked everyone before walking onward, you’d linger behind, looking directly at Namjoon as your lips curled up in a genuine smile. His heart would skip a beat, a curious expression forming on his face as he’d look around to ensure it was him you were looking at. You’d walk up to him, and before long, the two of you would be deep in conversation, to the complete surprise (and slight jealousy) of the other males idols around. Though Namjoon would act chill about the whole situation, his heart would feel like it was about to burst out his chest in joy, and so when you’d say your goodbyes and walk away, Namjoon would stand there, a grin etched on his face and the other members would pat him on the back and cheer for him. 


Jin (Seokjin):

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

You would be part of a popular girl group under BigHit Entertainment, and although you would’ve just debuted only a few months ago, your powerful style and sheer talent would attract attention worldwide. Being under the same entertainment company as BTS, you would often bump into them; on your way to practice, on your way out, even when coming in to record.

Jin would notice how cheerful you always were, always greeting the staff enthusiastically, and always putting 100% into everything you did. He’d appreciate your hard-working nature, your strong work ethic inspiring him to work harder. He would admire your seemingly effortless beauty, from the way your smile seems to shine brighter than the sun, immediately lifting the atmosphere, and improving the mood of everyone around you. The way your hair would tumble down your shoulders, bouncing around as you walked along. The way your eyes would light up, a small sparkle dancing across your pupil when you danced or sang.

So, one day on his way into practice, he’d notice you humming along with your earphones in, your hair swinging around in a cute ponytail as you’d throw your bag down into a corner, sliding your jacket off your shoulders and you’d prep for a long day of practice. You’d quickly adjust your hair, only to look up and see Jin standing by the doorway, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips and you’d beckon him to come in.

“What, me?” Jin’s facial expression would contort into one of both surprise and curiosity, as you’d beckon him to come into the room. He’d tilt his head to the side, a little like a puppy, which would cause you to giggle and stroll up to him, grabbing his hand and pulling him in. His heart would flip inside his chest, a smile forming on his face as you would endearingly grin up at him.


Suga (Yoongi):

Originally posted by pjkook

(A/N: I’m sorry if this part came out crap, my brain basically fell asleep ;-;)

You would be a solo artist, one of the most charismatic and successful female rappers in this present age. You’d never fail to get the audience hyped at your performances, lights flashing as you’d jump around the stage, the audience roaring and dancing along, as you (pretty much) spit fire from your vocal chords, rapping at seemingly the speed of light. Yoongi would admire you since your debut, clearly impressed by your rapping prowess. 

On the other hand, you would also be an avid fan of Yoongi himself before you debuted. You’d admire his amazing song-writing skills, always listening intently to the lyrics of every song of his and of Bangtan’s. You would look up to him, and so your own style of rapping would have a lot of elements of Yoongi’s style also, from his flow to even how he shut down haters.

During a music show one day, you’d be preparing for your performance, which would be straight after BTS’ performance, staring intently up at the screen while make-up artists would rush around the room, make-up products lying everywhere. During Yoongi’s verse, a grin would creep up onto your face as you’d admire his sheer talent, feeling your body moving along to the beat. When their performance would finally end, and you’d move backstage, mentally preparing yourself to perform. As BTS would walk past, you’d bite your lip anxiously, debating whether to say anything or not. 

“Ah, Yoongi sunbae?” You’d call out, causing him to stop in his tracks, looking over at you curiously. “I was wondering if you had any tips for me before I went on stage?” You’d ask, as you fiddled with your hands behind your back. 

“Uh, sure,” Yoongi would smile, pretending like his heart wasn’t soaring in his chest. He’d feel so happy that you came to him for advice, not Rap Monster, not J-Hope, but him. “So, what you want to do is…”


J-Hope (Hoseok):

Originally posted by cleolux

Hoseok would grin down at his phone, his eyes skimming over the text you had sent him.

You: Hey is this Hoseok?

Hoseok: Yeah who is this?

You: Ah this is (Y/N)? From (Y/G/N)? I was wondering if you could help me with some choreography, knowing how amazing you are at dancing haha

“Ah, what should I do? What do I do?” Hoseok would pace around the room, trying to work out what to text back to seem cool. “Namjoon, what should I say to her?”

“Just tell her, yes, you’d love to help, and arrange a time and place,” Namjoon would laugh, shaking his head with a smirk. “Clearly she admires you, calm down and stop freaking out Hobi.”

He’d take a deep breath, before sending;

Hoseok: Ofc, I’d love to help, when do you wanna meet? ^^

“Phew,” you’d sigh in relief, your heart doing somersaults when you’d realise that you were actually going to meet him, one on one. While you could use some help with your choreography, this was also partly an excuse to spend some time with him, as you would admittedly have had growing feelings for him since the time you first met him.

You: Is Friday good? At around 12 maybe?

He wanted to help you, so why were you feeling so nervous?

Hoseok: Yeah thats perfect, see you then ;)

“Do you think the winky face was too much?” Hoseok would dramatically press his hand against his forehead, a long sigh escaping his lips.

Namjoon would simply hit him playfully, assuring him that everything was going to be fine.

Jimin:

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

Jimin would stand in front of the mirror, practising what he would say to you, how he would act. He’d push his hair back, smirking in an attempt to look suave, but this charade would only last a few seconds before he’d scrunch his eyes up in embarrassment, giggling at himself, shaking his head.

“Are you still freaking out?” Yoongi would smirk, leaning against the door frame, holding his fist to his mouth as he’d try to suppress his laughter. 

“Hyung!” Jimin would whine, still giggling as he’d push Yoongi out the bathroom, brushing his fringe out of his eyes. He’d sigh, anxiously looking down at his phone, anticipating a text from you.

**

You’d pace around your dorm room, nervously chewing on your lip as you’d glance around at all the clothes scattered around. “What should I wear, Lisa? Casual? Or should I dress up? Heels or flats?” You’d wave about five different items of clothing in your best idol friend, Lisa’s face, as she’d step back, laughing as she’d wave her hands. “Aren’t you the one who asked him out, (Y/N)? Why are you freaking out so much?” She’d laugh.

“Girl,” you’d put your hands on your hips, looking at Lisa with an expression of disbelief. “Have you seen Park Jimin? Ah, he’s so…” Your lips would curl up in a smile at the thought of him, causing Lisa to hit your shoulder, laughing.

(A/N: That last paragraph is low-key how I feel about Jimin ;-; He’s been wrecking my bias list recently, I’m so sorry Tae ;-;)


V (Taehyung):

Originally posted by taehanstic-baby

Taehyung would look around when you’d approach him, looking a little like a lost puppy. “Is… she talking to me?” He’d ask, his mouth stretched into an O-shape as he realised it really was him you were addressing, despite all the idols sitting at the tables.

While he would be flattered that you’d chose to talk to him, he’d be a little confused as to why him, and not all the other handsome male idols in the room that most girls would kill to even make exchange greetings with. After all, you were one of the most popular female idols in the present age, known not only for your stunning visuals, but also for your amazing voice. So why him?

Despite this, once you took a seat next to him, a pretty smile on your face, he’d relax, and the two of you would hit it off almost immediately, talking about everything and anything, the conversation flowing from topic to topic effortlessly. 

Truth is, you wouldn’t have given much thought about all the others who’d approached you before, trying to act suave as they’d attempt to talk to you. You’d simply politely greet them, turning them down gently so as to not come off as rude. But when you’d see Taehyung sitting there, a rectangular smile on his face as he interacted with everyone in the most enthusiastic way, you wouldn’t be able to help the grin that would creep onto your face, tilting your head slightly as you watched.

You’d exchange numbers, giving him a hug before you walked off again, leaving a blush creeping up on his face while his group members would all simultaneously cheer for him, as he’d press his hands to his flushed cheeks.


Jungkook:

Originally posted by buy-me-jams

Jungkook wouldn’t know what to do with himself when he’d see you walking towards him, especially as he’d glance around to see the slightly jealous expression on the faces of the other idols, who were also waiting backstage. He would have had growing feelings for you for a while now, but he wouldn’t know what to do, whether to approach you, or whether to just keep quiet about it, leaving his feelings to bottle up out of control.

You’d approach him, touching his shoulder as you’d greet him. He would open his mouth to say something, only to close his mouth again when he’d realise he had no idea what to say, or how to greet you. You’d giggle at his awkwardness, instead deciding to take lead of the conversation, talking about pretty much anything, from their comeback, to other idols you looked up to. He’d eventually begin to relax, a grin beginning to appear on his face as you’d talk. He’d finally join in with the conversation, laughing and chatting along. 

The other boys would glance over at him, some of them holding their hands to thier mouths, laughing yet surprised at the same time that Jeon Jungkook, out of all people, was actually holding a successful conversation with a girl for once without finding an excuse to run away.

“Wow, our Kookie has really grown up, huh?” The boys would comment in awe, as they stared at the two of you, deep in conversation.

Butterflies - Archie Andrews x Reader

Certainly a longer one for you guys. It’s a little crappy and a little pointless but I thought of this while in music class the other day and thought it was a cute idea to distract us all from the turmoil of episode 13…

Masterlist

Originally posted by riverdalesource

He had admired her from across the music room for months. (y/n) (l/n). With the voice of an angel and the face of one too. She was truly talented in every way, singing, piano, guitar and just her sheer ability to charm anyone. She was sweet in everyway and he couldn’t help but wonder if her lips were that sweet too; they certainly looked it.

He had completely fallen for her. Everything she did, every word she sang, everything she was. She was beginning to become his first thought in the morning and his last at night before he went to sleep and almost every thought in between. Yet, he had still never had a full conversation with you. You were alone once in the classroom when everyone had left as he helped her find her sheet music but that was it. That was enough for him to memorize her eyes and the way she did her hair in a messy bun so she could play without it getting in the way and it was adorable. Everything about her was adorable. Miniature compared to him and her smile was the cutest thing he had ever seen in his life. Yet, he still hadn’t spoken to her.

“You need to say something, bud.” Jughead slid onto the bench next to him, stuffing some cafeteria burrito into his mouth.

“He’s right you know,” Betty chimed in from behind him with Veronica and Kevin as they sat around,

“Are you still pining over piano girl?” Ronnie mocked in a baby voice, “God, Arch. I didn’t know that you could ever be so useless around a girl.” He glared at her,

“I have no idea what you are on about.” He tried to play it cool but the tiniest voice crack at the wrong moment gave him away. Not that there was much to give away.

“Oh yeah, and I have no idea that, that song is about her.” Kevin observed stealing the sheet from in front of Archie and pulling it away from reach so he and the girls could see it,

“Oh Archie you have to say something! This is all too sweet.” Betty cooed but Jugheads laughter overpowered her, “Oh Juggie, just because some guys are romantic.” Betty sighed mockingly,

“I am mysterious and girls love that more.” He smirked before winking at her.

“This is all well and good guys but I am not talk to her. Now or anytime soon.”

“you could ask her to the dance!” V piped up getting all excited,

“Great idea!” Archie mocked, “When you find any reason for her to like me, let me know and I’ll go for it.” He sighed in defeat. If he was true to himself that was the real reason he had never gone up to her, they had never spoken and normally it was girls who came up to him and her? well she was not that kind of girl. She hung around with Ethel, not the vixens. She wore oversized cardigans, not mini skirts and her top knot was haphazard, not 3 hours worth of styling but all this just made her so much better than any of them. She was who she wanted to be, not who someone like Cheryl wanted her to be or how people said she should be, she was just herself and that’s how he wanted her.

One thing he never understood was that she spoke to everyone, except him. She was one of them people who didn’t have a ‘group’ she kind of floated between people with everyone liking her. One day she could talk to the geeks and the next be tutoring Reggie Mantle in science only to be back with musical theatre kids by lunch helping with rehearsals but she never spoke to this group. Ever. He had never understood why she had avoided them, he was sure that they had never done any wrong to her but she would almost always leave class quickly to avoid him.

As far as Archie knew, she was single but he couldn’t understand why. Half the boys in the football team adored her and not in some demeaning way. If they didn’t think of you as a sister to protect, they wanted to take you out for dinner. She managed to bring out the soft side of even the biggest guys in the school ad he could never figure out how, bur she certainly did it to him.

She found solitude in music and she would only practice in the theatre without anyone listening. 

Little did she know that Archie had found this out, he had been working to keep up with the rest of the music class that he had managed to join late. He had come across your secret practice sessions after looking for Valerie. 

She was too into her music to notice Archie staring from the back, and too focused to notice when Archie came in, even taking a seat and listening to the end of her piece. 

She played her last note, her eyes still closed…that is until he started to clap. When her eyes flew open she made eye contact instantly with Archie and paled dramatically,

“Sorry, I’ll be going I didn’t know you were in here…”
“No, no it’s fine.” He panicked a little, this was his only chance to talk to her, “please stay, for once?” she looked like a rabbit in the headlights but he had never seen her that way. She was normally confident, loud and cheery but this was so much different - as if she was scared of him but she nodded anyway still standing in the same spot clutching her sheet music, “look, I don’t know if you know me I'm…”
“Archie. Archie Andrews.” The fact she knew who he was made him smile stupidly, “I’ve seen you in music class.” she said quietly, “I'm…”
“(y/n). I know.” Archie looked down sheepishly at his feet as he said it, kind of glad she never brought up his football, when he was around her all he cared about was music, “I have been wondering if maybe…” he trailed off not really knowing where he was going with this.

“Maybe what?” she asked kindly, making her way down the stages stairs and to the auditorium where he stood,

“You would help me study. Music I mean, I was late starting.” He mentally kicked himself for chickening out but he now knew the real reason all the big guys went soft on her, her eyes were like molten pools that seemed to shine. She smiled innocently, everything about her was innocent she didn’t seem to be corrupted like most of the people in this town,

“Of course,” she said softly and with what he thought (and hoped) was a hint of disappointment. Turning, she went back up onto the stage to the piano and took her seat once again beckoning him to follow. He stood awkwardly behind her until she sifted over ever so slightly allowing him to sit beside her, “What do you need help with?” she pulled out her sheet music once again and placed it on the stand before tucking a pencil behind her ear,

“have you ever considered teaching someone piano?” he asked skeptically,

“I can try my best” she smiled before she started talking again but he zoned out watching the way her lips moved or how her long, delicate fingers would move across the keys with no visible effort. It wasn’t until she took his hand in hers placing it on the keys beneath hers did he snap out of it. His heartbeat elevating like never before as he turned to look at her his hand still under hers, playing keys he had never used before and playing music they were making together as she finally turned too look at him, their faces astonishingly close to one another,

“(y/n).”
“Yes?”

“I would very much like to admit that I think you’re beautiful.” He didn’t fully know where the confidence came from, perhaps it was the feeling of her hand on his but he moved, reaching his hand up to remove the pencil from behind her ear and admired how her hair fell with it. Pushing it back he glanced at her lips, “I would also very much like to kiss you.” She didn’t say anything. She simply leaned into him, pushing her lips against his softly as if she was once again scared so he pressed himself further into her, wrapping his hand into her hair as he had dreamed of doing for the months he had admired her before she pulled away but stayed close to him, “Why did you stay away from me?” he asked timidly, so not to upset her after their moment,

“because it would have been hard to sit there and be close to you and not kiss you.” she murmured in reply, shocking him,

“Wait, what?” he moved a little further away to look at her, his hand still playing with her hair,

“maybe it was your laugh, or your eyes, or your smile. It could have been your hair, or your voice, or your personality. Whatever it was, it made me fall pretty damn hard.” she confessed looking into his eyes intently making him kiss her again, making her gasp a little in shock but returning the chaste kiss,

“Why didn’t you tell me all of this, instead of running away?” he looked confused like a lost puppy and tilted his head a little, “Why did you avoid me?”

“Because, for the first time, I didn’t want to make a fool of myself.” she admitted, turning back to look at the keys, Archie placing his hand on hers once again but this time on his lap, “so I listened to you singing from afar, in the common room, in class, when you were with your friends. And I would come to your football games, I would watch from the side of the bleachers where I couldn’t be seen by the other players for once. I mean, I love them guys, they were good to me but they weren’t you.”

“Wait, what?”

“Archie, I’m a pretty loud outgoing person but around you? You reminded me what butterflies felt like and I could never stop loosing my breath when I saw you looking back at me. That day when you helped me in music? Nothing could beat the butterflies I felt when I was around you. You made me feel a kind of happiness I’ve never experienced before.” He looked at her falling more in love with her by the second, by every word she said,

“Butterflies, eh?” he smirked a little making her laugh quietly, “So I guess what I felt wasn’t just a crush?”
“Never just a crush” she looked up at him, her eyes shinning in a completely different way, in a better way, “anyway, music” he smiled like an idiot,

“Right, music.”

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Dating I.M Would Include

“Hey if it’s not too much can you do a dating Changkyun would include.. because I really liked the one you did for jooheon!!”


Originally posted by wonhontology

with pleasure;) also that eyebrow raise is illEGAL jfc

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anonymous asked:

So, I have pretty bad stretch marks and they make me self conscious. I'm scared for anyone to see me in a bathing suit or nude. Anywho, that got me thinking: how would each of the hosts react to seeing their s/o naked for the first time and finding out they have stretch marks? You don't have to, but if you do thanks in advance.

No problem! I have some stretch marks I’m not too happy with as well, so this was therapeutic in a way, so double thank you!~

  Tamaki:

He honestly wouldn’t notice. This boy would honestly be so flustered at seeing you naked he wouldn’t notice anything really. When he finally cleared his head enough to realize what he was looking at, he wouldn’t notice anything of that sort. He’d be telling you how perfect you were because to him, you honestly were. He’d be telling you he hadn’t seen anything so perfect, ever and he’s genuinely believe it. If you were to point it out he’d be soooo confused! He’d be one of those people who’d just be like ‘and this is bad, how?’ It would suddenly be his mission to make you love every part of you, and make you see yourself how he saw you.

  Kyoya:

He would… note it? It would be when he was initially looking you over. He’d be memorizing every inch of you, so naturally he’d commit any marks on your body to that mental image as well. Any moles, birthmarks, or stretch marks would be simple additions to the canvas that made up you as a whole. He would just treat it like nothing. Genuinely he wouldn’t care. But, if you were insecure about it he would try to make you feel better about it, in his own weird ways. Little things, like complimenting them when he could see them, buying you swimsuits and clothing that would compliment them. He would try to make you understand that the stretch marks didn’t define your beauty, but the way you wore them could accentuate your beauty.

  Hikaru:

When he saw you naked the first time, trust me, the last thing on his mind would be any so-called imperfections. Mostly just, awkward, incoherent thoughts, and trying and failing not to show his awkwardness on his face. No but really, nothing would change. If you point them out he’d just say something along the lines of ‘yeah, so’? It would change nothing  for you two. Actually, I take it back. Nicknames. The only thing in your relationship that your stretch marks would affect would be your nicknames. He’d probably call you Tiger. He’d tell people that it’s because you’re fierce yet beautiful or something cheesy like that, but it would really be his very own unique approach to trying to help your insecurities on the matter.

  Kaoru:

This gentle boy. The first time he saw you naked, his face would get soooo red. He’d never seen anything so perfect and if you didn’t see it the same way, he’d be so sad. He wouldn’t understand, but he’d do anything and everything he could do to make you feel better about yourself. Constant compliments for one, but not in an obnoxious way, he makes it flow with the conversation, he makes it seem almost offhanded. He has no idea how you could possibly be insecure about anything relating to yourself, so doing things like this to make you feel better about yourself becomes his goal.

  Mori:

Let’s be honest here, this boy worships you. He loves you so much, it’s incomprehensible. The first time he saw you naked, he almost didn’t want to look in order to protect your virtue what a gentleman, but the part of him that was undeniably attracted to you won over, and he was in shock to be honest. He loves you, and your body is just an extension of you. He doesn’t think much of physical beauty, as he is more attracted to who you are as a person, so he thinks he’s lucky to have someone as physically stunning as you. But, you’re looking shy while standing in front of him. Why is that? Once you explain to him that you’re insecure about your stretch marks, he gets really quiet for a moment. He then proceeds to point out every mark on his body. Every scar he’s gotten in training, every abnormal birthmark, that one mole that just appeared one day from God knows where. He tells you their stories and then points to your stretch marks, telling you that they’re just stories your body has to tell as well, and that you should never be ashamed of what makes you, you.

  Honey:

When you told him your stretch marks made you insecure about yourself he looked so confused. You honestly felt  like you had just kicked a puppy. He had just been trying to take in your appearance for the first time, looking oddly serious, when you had told him there was no need to stare at them, because you knew they were gross. His eyes had snapped up to yours in an instant, the kicked puppy expression coming to his face. All he had been doing was admiring the view ;) when you had said possibly the least understandable sentence in the world to him. But, you were confused that he was confused. Wasn’t he looking at your stretch marks? When you asked him this, he looked back down, then said “Oh, you do have stretch marks, huh? Why would I care?” Not gonna lie, you were a little offended. How could he just brush them off like that? You tried explaining to him what the problem was, because he was clearly not getting it, but he just stared at you, looking uncharacteristically serious. He told you that some marks on your skin did not define you, and that you were beautiful in his eyes, despite what you seemed to think. Then he started to tear up dramatically, asking you why you were faulting yourself and so on. You sighed. He was back. But, you were also oddly touched… He had managed to make you feel a bit better about yourself, and for that, you were grateful.

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  Not gonna lie, Honey’s scenario wasn’t my best work. Not too happy with it, but what can you do? Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this though, thank you for reading!! 

Ashes~ <3 xoxo

Monsta X when they send you to buy groceries but you come home with a puppy instead

Requested by annonie~~


 

Kihyun:

At first, he would be to surprised to say anything, giving you a “WTFareyoudoing” expression. After that, he would probably burst out into laughter.

“(Y/N), that’s a strange kind of vegetable you have there. Should we name it tomato?”

Originally posted by kihqun

Minhyuk:

 

Would be more excited than you. As soon as he saw the dog, he would fall in love with it, totally ignoring the fact that there wasn’t any food. Minhyuk would be going out buying stuff for the puppy later anyways, so he could buy the groceries then.

“Ah, your ba- WOAH who are you, little doggy? Come here~~”

(The baby is the dog)

Originally posted by sonhyunwoomx

Hyungwon:

 

All he wanted to do was sleep and after that prepare dinner with you. So why in the world was there a little dog jumping around on him?

At first he would be a little jealous of the dog, since you totally gave the puppy more Attention than him. He would get used to it tho and start to really like the little fluff ball. Just keep it away from him when he wants to sleep!

Originally posted by wonhontology

 

Shownu:

The last thing he expected when opening the door was a puppy sprinting into the house. He would be quite confused, his eyes wandering to the dog, to you, to the dog, back to you… But in the end he would be fine with it as long as you took care of it, since he already has 6 puppies to watch over.

“Alright, so… you got a puppy. Fine. I guess I’ll just order some food. Jagi, are you even listening?”

Originally posted by garisanee

Jooheon:

 

Nice. He was waiting for you with a special surprise which was a puppy, and you came home with…a puppy? He would totally love it, no question, he would probably try to impress it with his aegyo. However, know the two of you had to deal with double cuteness and double trouble.

“Supri- What?! You got a puppy too? *speechless*

(again just imagine the puppy is the baby)

Originally posted by kihn


I.M:

Badass, fire spitting rapper? Nope, at least not know. He would totally turn into a happy little fluff ball when seeing the puppy. Actually, he would be the one coming home with the puppy when you sended him to get you some groceries.

"Eum Changkyun, I said potatoes not puppies!”

“Oh come on (Y/N), she basically asked me to take her with me. Don’t you think she’s cute?”

“Yeah, she’s adorable!”

“See? That’s what I thought.”

Originally posted by changkyuh

Wonho:

At first, he would be speechless. He knew you loved cute pets, but wasn’t that a little bit much? After all he was looking forward to some ramen. As long as you were happy, he would be too, but he would get jealous quite fast.

“(Y/N), I’m sorry that I don’t have fur and chase after frisbees, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want cuddles and food…”

After one month or so, the puppy would have melted his heart and you would be the one jealous

At first:

Originally posted by garisanee

Then:

Originally posted by daehyeons

 

Thanks to the anonnie who requested this, I hope you guys liked my first ever Monsta X reaction~~

Thanks for reading!

Blue eyes

Request: Hey I was wondering if you could do a BuckyXReader where the reader has a dog and she talks about him all the time so Bucky gets confused and thinks its her boyfriend and he gets a little annoyed and Jealous because he likes the reader. Thanks!

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language

Tags; @sassy-and-classy-cowgirl  @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x @fashun–deevah


- If you sigh another time I’m calling an ambulance 

The jesting voice of Sam starttles you making you look confused at your friend. 

- I’m not sighing - you protest and he raises an eyebrow amused

Okay, maybe you do, a little bit, but in your defense how could you not? Recently you have achieved one of your life goals: have a fluffly, beautiful, adorable puppy. You have been discussing with the owner of the apartament you are ocuping for the lasts months and finally, after the promise that you will pay if the dog breaks something, he had conceed you to have a puppy, and you couldn’t be more in love with it. He is the most precious thing you have seen in your life and half of your thoughs are about him recently, you can’t wait to arrive home and play with him.

- Then, you have problems breathing? - he mocks and Nat laughs besides him

- Leave the girl alone - she says - she can’t help it

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Tadashi Hamada Imagine - Sleepy Genius

As you opened one of the large doors to the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology, you cringed as the door clicked loudly and the sound seemed to echo through the seemingly empty building.
You silently closed the door again and pulled the hoody you wore tighter around yourself as you made your way to the elevator and pushed the button that sends the elevator on its slow journey to the robotics lab.
The elevator dinged lightly as it opened up to the dimly lit hallway. All of the lights were off, except for the ones in a certain inventor’s lab. The lights in his workspace sort of illuminated the hallway slightly as they seeped out from underneath the door.
You made your way to the door as quietly as possible and paused as you saw the faint outline of someone seated at a desk, tinkering with something. The figure was too busy concentrating to notice when you slid the door open slightly and slipped into the room before closing it again.
You slowly walked over to the hunched over boy and saw that he was fiddling with a circuit board, occasionally running his hands through his already messed up hair in frustration.
“Dashi, it’s time for bed.” You whisper these words in the handsome young man’s ear as you slowly wind your arms around his shoulders and rest your head on top of his.
Tadashi jumps slightly at the contact but relaxes almost instantly as your scent engulfs him and your sweet voice floats through his ears. He leans backward into your embrace with a sigh as he rubs his hands across his face before interlacing them with your own.
“I know baby, I know,” Tadashi replies tiredly. “I just need to finish this last component and I’ll be done for today.”
“Tadashi, it’s two in the morning.” You say blankly as you turn your head to give him a stern look. “You need to sleep, now, before that big brain of yours explodes.”
Tadashi gave a slight chuckle before taking in your serious look and giving you a sheepish smile in return. The staring competition commenced as your eyes gazed deeply into his chocolatey brown ones. The teen heaved a sigh as he knew that he couldn’t argue with you.
Tadashi grabbed the circuit board he was working on, put it inside of a tiny plastic box and stuck it in his top drawer before turning off the desk lamp, causing the room to dim drastically. Tadashi stretched out his aching limbs as you stood back and watched him, blushing slightly when you caught a sneaky peak of his well-defined abdominal muscles.
Tadashi grabbed his famous cap and pulled it over his unruly locks before grabbing his backpack and interlacing his fingers with yours with a gentle, yet tired smile. You returned the smile and tugged Tadashi’s large hand, guiding him out of his office.
Once all of the building’s lights had been turned off and the doors locked, you guided Tadashi to your adorable little car and the two of you buckled up so you could drive to your apartment. You didn’t attend the ‘nerd school’ with your boyfriend, but went to another university, so your parents helped you buy your own apartment fairly close to the campuses of both yours and Tadashi’s universities.
As you drove the car was silent apart from the radio playing softly. You glanced over at your boyfriend, only to find that he had fallen asleep as soon as his tired body came into contact with the soft, spongy material of the passenger seat.
You giggled quietly and internally cooed at the adorable sight before once again focusing on the road and pulling into the parking lot of your apartment building.  
“Dashi,” You sweetly whispered as you rubbed slow circles into his arm. “Sweetie, we’re here.”
Tadashi stirred slightly before a huge yawn took over as he rubbed at his tired eyes like a cute little toddler just waking from a nap. You smiled softly as you ran your fingers along the baby soft hairs at his nape, waking him up a little more.
“Come on, let’s go inside baby.” As you said these words you grabbed the key from the ignition and climbed out of the car to grab Tadashi’s backpack from the backseat.
As the blurry eyed young man stumbled out of the car with a yawn, he seemed surprised as he realized exactly where he was.
“Babe, why aren’t we at the café?” Tadashi mumbled with confusion as he turned to you with the most adorable look on his face; like a puppy that would tilt its head in confusion.
“My place is closer, so I drove here instead,” You explained, even though the distance was pretty much the same either way. “Plus, I know how you feel about me driving home alone late at night.”
Tadashi didn’t argue with your reasoning and simply nodded as he threw an arm around your shoulders and followed as you led him into the apartment building and on your way to your apartment.
You struggled a little to keep Tadashi awake in the elevator as he rested limply against you and drifted in and out of dream land.
When you had finally gotten into your apartment Tadashi simply collapsed on your bed and started to doze off as he snuggled his face into the soft covers that smelt of you.
You giggled and simply shook your head as you unlaced and removed Tadashi’s converse from his large feet. Next you took off his signature baseball cap, followed by his soft yellow cardigan, his white T-shirt, and his brown denims.
Whilst you removed Tadashi’s clothes he simply dozed with a gentle smile on his face. Once your boyfriend was sorted you moved onto completing your own routine before bed. You took off all of your clothes, except for your underwear and threw on Tadashi’s shirt before heading to the bathroom to do your thing.
When you returned from the bathroom you noticed that Tadashi had moved from where he had collapsed on your bed earlier. He was now snuggled under the covers on what you two agreed was his side of the bed and had his arms spread out as if waiting for you to curl up in them.
After making sure that all of the lights were turned off and that your alarm clock was off, (you figured you and Tadashi could skip one day of classes) you climbed into your boyfriend’s waiting arms and snuggled up against his warm, muscular chest.
Tadashi wrapped his arms around you protectively and smiled as you placed a small lingering kiss on his collar bone. The teen nuzzled his nose into your soft hair and breathed deeply, taking in your comforting scent.
“Good night baby,” Tadashi mumbled. “I love you.”
“I love you too my Einstein.” Was your simple reply as you too started to drift off in the comfort and safety of Tadashi’s arms.