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I had a dream where I was watching an alternate version of the movie Moana.

Moana’s island was a more advanced civilization and had ancient looking towers on it. People were still not allowed to leave, but Moana’s dad was a much more tyrannical leader who would punish those who attempted. He was the only one with the ability to sail, because he could control a magical manta ray he enslaved to be the engine of his ship.

Moana was curious about stuff, and wanted to explore some of the ancient ruins on her island and the outside world, especially the top floor of the tallest tower, the one she wasn’t allowed to visit.

One day, an explorer from another island appeared, and she kept him hidden and safe from her dad, knowing he would kill him or force him back into the sea. The explorer convinced Moana to come with him to explore the tower. They go through the different floors, discovering secrets and avoiding traps, until they reach the top floor.

There they discover Maui, who was trapped there for a thousand years. Maui attempted to leave the island a thousand years ago along with a bunch of kids, but was captured by Moana’s ancestor. Since he was a Demigod, and couldn’t be killed, Moana’s ancestor opted to trap him at the top of the tower along with all the kids.

A thousand years later, he is still there, helping raise the descendants of the kids who were trapped there with him, who developed a small society. The explorer wants to help free Maui and the people who live at the top of the tower, but Moana is afraid of her dad. Maui sings a song to her to help convince her to stand up to him.

And that’s where the dream ended.

Jaal & Ryder and the Drama(tm) the game never touched

So @gizkasparadise let’s talk about First Contact. I think the game itself really failed to delve into this particularly delicious subject.

Consider this - as far as alien species go, the Angara have only met the Kett before Pathfinder shows up on their doorstep. And not just anywhere, but on Aya, supposedly hidden and protected. Their worlds are falling, culture lost, Moshae taken. They’re losing to the Kett.

Another unknown shows up in the one place Kett haven’t found. Their only sanctuary. Imagine the panic.

The Angara and the Resistance have maybe minutes to decide what to do. Young and bold, a certain lieutenant Ama Darav, looking to prove himself worth the esteemed name, volunteers as the front man to assess the new aliens. Evfra De Tershaav needs all the intel, but also assumes the worst - he lets his best soldier go instead of a scholar or a diplomat. Why?

Because he’s not sending in just a recon team. He’s placing a kill-switch.

Assess the aliens. Keep Aya safe, location hidden. Protect the Angara at all costs. Aliens give the slightest reason to suspect their motives…

Kill the Pathfinder. Eliminate the team. Hide all tracks to Aya.

Cue the times when Jaal Ama Darav almost pulled the gun, until the moment he no longer could. All the inherent mistrust and the weight of duty battling with this growing admiration for something, someone he hardly understands. This want and need, found in the unlikeliest of places.

And somewhere, Evfra De Tershaav reading reports and calculating whether his lieutenant has lost his wits or truly found a salvation for their people.

…how’s that for headcanon?

Reggie x Reader: Fingers and thumbs, baby.

So I realized that the Reggie tag is dry afand since Reggie Mantle own’s this ass I decided to write a lil’ something. Forgive for the grammatical errors, English is not my first language. This is basically just the intro of the story? So, part 2?Enjoy :)

The one where you are in love with your best friend but is in complete denial, and that will be your downfall but not if your red headed bestfriend, Cheryl, can help it.

Plot: When Reggie and (Y/N) have been bestfriends their whole lives but the universe had other plans.

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I remember you in fragments, like stained glass windows or pieces of a mosaic. Like maybe if I took you apart and made you small, I could make the hurt small too until it vanished entirely. Like maybe if I remembered you in details, crumbs, I could hold the memory of you tucked safe and hidden in my palm or my pockets.

I dared not remember you all at once. You were too big, you’d spill over.

I’d lose you all over again.

anonymous asked:

I dated a guy for 8 years before we decided to get married. He dumbed in the alter where I waited for two hours without him or one of the bridesmaid whom he apparently eloped with. We had sex the night before so it shocked me to the core and I only knew what he did because of a snap he took in Las Vegas about it. What would RFA + V + saeran react to that when the have crush one me. Sorry it's too personal but I'm hurt and I don't know how to cope. I know it's full of typos please ignore them.

*cracks neck* A few of these characters may beat up the fictional equivalent of that douchebag for you. I’m so sorry this happened to you. I don’t know if I can properly convey to you the sadness and anger I feel at your story. So I’m just going make sure that our MysMe friends take care of him.

Also, I make an exception about pronouns for you. It’s all you/yours for this HC.

I’m actually surprised this one flowed out so naturally… enjoy!


Yoosung

  • When he hears what happened, he’s like a deer in the headlights
  • How is supposed to respond to that?!
  • You’re crying, and it breaks his heart to see you cry, but he’s also angry that that douchebag hurt you so badly
  • And underneath it all, even though he tries to squash the evil little voice, a part of him is singing “Ode to Joy” because you’re now single
  • But not ready to mingle, so he keeps his distance in that way
  • He’s there for you, holds you, does his best to cheer you up

Jaehee

  • if she ever sees him again, she’s going to Judo kick him so hard in the head, his skull will fracture
  • When she finds out, she gets you out of the church as fast as possible, helps you change, and takes you somewhere safe from prying eyes, private, and takes your phone away
  • She calls the RFA (still at the wedding) tells them what happened, and asks everyone to clear out the guests
  • Zen’s so angry on your behalf that you even hear him yelling through the phone, swearing up and down that if he ever gets his hands on DB, he will kill him
  • She will bring you anything you need, tea, coffee, pastries, ice cream
  • Jaehee has warm blankets (fresh from the dryer), dvds, and time, so she stays with you until you need time and space, then leaves, and comes back when you call
  • You need to work your way through this? She understands if you need to take a quick cry break in the back
  • seriously, though, if she ever sees him again, she will probably Judo kick him into the sun

Zen

  • He.
  • Is.
  • Ready.
  • To.
  • Kill.
  • Zen’s never exactly been shy about flirting or expressing his feelings for you, even if it was one-sided, not taken seriously, and he never intended to seduce you away from your beau
  • But Zen is a hopeless romantic, so someone spitting on the name of love like that, regardless of you, pisses him off
  • He doesn’t play around with women’s emotions (not on purpose, anyways)
  • When he hears the two of you even had sex the night before, he’s so angry he wants to hit everything
  • But he’s here for you, and so he drags you out of the church, takes you either to a bar or his apartment (that way you don’t have to look at the place you shared with him and be reminded)
  • Zen ignores the looks two get while riding his motorcycle
  • Once your safely hidden away in his apartment, he isn’t afraid to hold you, give you anything he has- 
  • -in his fridge! That’s totally… what… um… h-he meant…
  • He has a ton of beer, and is more than willing to knock a few back with you and play games or watch TV
  • In the end, you play drinking games and watch bad TV
  • Years and years later, your in a happy relationship, married to Zen, you’re walking down street and see the guy the left you at the altar, and Zen bull rushes him and throws a few punches
  • Dude holds a grudge

Jumin

  • We all know Jumin Han and how quick he is to jump into relationships
  • He wanted a relationship with before he found out you were engaged, and was only okay with letting you go because you seemed happy
  • So, with everyone waiting in the pews at the church for over an hour, he knows something is wrong and goes looking for you
  • When he finds you crying, he asks what’s wrong, and you show him the snap of DB in Vegas, eloping, he’s furious
  • Jumin immediately tells you deserve so much better, and if you’d like, he’d be more than willing to step in as the groom for this wedding
  • If you say no, he will accept your answer, but will be there, supporting you and hoping someday you’ll say yes to a spontaneous marriage proposal
  • However, if you say yes, he walks you out there, head held high, heart soaring, a small smile on his face
  • No matter what you say, he’ll probably send a security team after him to beat him up

Saeyoung

  • Will do anything and everything to make you smile after hearing that terrible news
  • Saeyoung will try to distract you, protect you from prying wedding guests, and hack your now ex’s life simultaneously
  • He’ll even drag Saeran into the fun! or just hand off the hacking so that he can focus on distracting you more
  • Saeyoung will try his best to protect you from the pain
  • He hacks DB’s social medias and edits  any picture of him so he has devil horns, a tail, and a hitler ‘stache
  • So when you inevitably check, possibly out of habit, you see a small part of what he did
  • Also, btw, Saeyoung hacked int DB’s credit scores, managed to drop the whole thing to zero and lock it there, and he also got the IRS to look into him, just to fuck with him 😈

V

  • When he hears what happened, he just asks what you want to do now
  • Is there anything he can do for you? To help you?
  • If you say, “Take me home” he will escort you home
  • If you say, “hold me” he will hold you and hopes never to let go
  • He take care of you anyway you ask him to
  • The only time V says no, is when you ask for something that’s bad for you (like your phone, because you keep staring at that picture of DB in Vegas for some reason, like you can’t believe your eyes)
  • V is just very compassionate and giving, and eventually helps you through things, even if it’s only piece by piece
  • might ask Jumin to get a security team to track down DB and do something about him

Saeran

  • Oh, this guy is so dead
  • He took a snap chat? Well, guess what, Saeran is a hacker and can not only trace his location, but fuck with everything around him
  • This DB is going to pay for making you cry
  • Saeran takes all the guys money, uses it on things for you to make you feel better afterwards
  • Seriously, on DB’s dime, Saeran arranges an entire day at a nice, fancy spa with a massage, a facial, mani-pedi, haircut, the works, all for you
  • Of course he doesn’t tell you any of this because you wouldn’t approve
  • He also pays a few guys off (again, on DB’s time) to go “rough up” DB
  • He watches the whole thing from a distance, recording it all with his phone

ok…for some reason i haven’t seen anyone talk about this but it’s been eating away at me so i’m just gonna…talk about it.

in “ark of taujeer”, coran attempts to win over the red lion. it’s a funny scene bc coran is dressed up in yet another ridiculous outfit (between this and space mall, does he have a huge wardrobe hidden somewhere?), lists off his full name, and the red lion totally ditches him. but?? like?? also??

[image: coran standing in front of the red lion saying “finally, alfor. i will walk in your footsteps!”]

alfor was totally the red paladin, right???

it’s a passing reference and i can get why it was overlooked. i think some people believe it just means alfor was a paladin in general? but let me talk about why it would be so, so good for alfor to be the red paladin.

  • for alfor being a paladin in general: there’s the “father, we must form voltron!” scene that’s been frequently mentioned (paladin allura??), as well as how it makes sense for the leaders of two major species to both be paladins. BUT the ‘yellow armor’ people claim he’s in…isn’t actually paladin armor. i’m pretty sure it’s just a royal outfit.
  • red lion in galra captivity: alfor puts allura in the cryopod, which coran also ends up in at some point, but?? the castle ends up safe and hidden on a distant planet?? alfor seemed to have had a plan (“if all goes well, i will see you again soon”), but he must have separated from the castleship to enact it. it may be that alfor ordered the other paladins to hide their lions (with black remaining locked in the castle and sent away), but he himself was followed by a vengeful zarkon – or perhaps flew in to face him head on – and the red lion failed to escape.
  • drama potential: my guy, just imagine how pissed allura would be if the pilot of her father’s lion ended up being a galra – OH WAIT! it’s not that much a stretch bc she was pretty pissed about keith, huh? allura, of course, has plenty of reasons to be distrustful of a galra on her team, but if that was enflamed by the fact that this particular galra took the place of her father, who was killed by the galra, i think her anger is even more justified.
  • parallels: i’m…pretty sure that after zarkon went off the deep end, alfor became the new leader of voltron. wow, red being second-in-command? why does that sound familiar…
    • bonus black paladin allura potential!! the only decision we really saw alfor make was to scatter the lions instead of standing and fighting – a decision that he (or at least his AI) later admitted was a bad choice and he should have listened to allura. it sounds like the red paladin wasn’t really sure of what to do and somebody else should have been in charge, hmm…?
    • drama + parallel potential: if alfor really did try to face zarkon head on…and coran was still awake to witness it…i can imagine that there might’ve been an exchange such as “get out of there now! zarkon is too powerful!” “this is my chance to put an end to the galra empire! i have to take it!”
  • it’d be fukcing hilarious bro: imagine this character we’ve been built up to believe is a sage and wise and regal king, only to find out that this whole time he’s been a taller and slightly-more-mature keith.

anyway thank you for reading and please consider red paladin alfor from here on out.

ALL THE CLUES THAT CONNECT MELISSA TU CHARLOTTE AND PROVE THAT MELISSA HASTINGS IS A.D. CHECK THIS OUT. IT’S A LOT OF WORK FOR ME, BUT IT WORTH IT.IT WAS A GREAT JOB FOR ME TO DOING THIS, BUT IS WORTH IT. I’M AN ITALIAN GUY, SORRY FOR A LITTLE BITE ERROR IN ENGLISH.

• On the night of September 1, 2009 (night of Ali’s ”death”), Melissa enters furiously in Alison’s room and screams “Where is she?” But we have not found out who she was looking for, and she never revealed it. We see that scene in # 2x21.

• In # 3x04, Melissa reveals that MonA threatened her by telling her that if she didn’t go to masquerade ball to distract Jenna with some excuses, she would tell everyone that she pretend to be pregnant, so Melissa went to the masquerade ball under blackmail. When Melissa comes to the ball, however, she comes quietly and glances at Jenna, who looks at her. Jenna was pretending to be blind at that time, but Melissa glances at her.

• In # 4x04, Melissa reveals to Spencer that she climbed to the Halloween train because Wilden threatened her, and she didn’t’ know that he wanted to hurt Spencer and Aria, and she did not agree. But, in # 4x01, Mona show up with a video of Wilden and Melissa on the train, and Wilden begs Melissa to let Aria go, as if Melissa was in charge that night.

• In # 4x01 we understand that Wilden killed Garrett as he was about to reveal to Spencer ALL of his corrupt actions. The Marion’s murder to protect Charles, and the aggression against Ali to protect Charlotte, all under Jessica DiLaurentis’s money. Wilden says to Melissa “The plan has changed! Garrett is about to tell them everything! We can not let this happen!”, This means that Melissa also knew ALL about Wilden, and the existence of Charles = Charlotte.

• In # 3x16 we see a flashback of the night when Ali disappeared, and Melissa coming out of DiLaurentis home (while Ian, Garrett and Jenna were looking for NAT Club videos inside the house), and she told to the phone: “I have to call 911 To have your attention?” And the 911 was also the police, who was looking for Bethany and CHARLOTTE that night because they’re both escape from Radley.

• In # 3x19 we see a flashback of the night when Ali disappeared, and we see Jason saw Melissa and a blonde girl talking in DiLaurentis’s blackyard. Jason confuse the blonde for Ali, but when she look at him, we see Charlotte. From Charlotte’s # 6x10 stories, we know that she did not meet Melissa that night, and no one knew she was in Rosewood. But, when Emily in # 3x20 tells her “Jason says she saw you in is blackyard that night.” she does NOT mention Melissa, and despise this, Charlotte tells she met Melissa that night, but they talked about NAT Club movies.

• Charlotte in # 3x20 reveals that the photo of her, Wilden and Alison in Cape May was taking by Melissa Hastings. This means that Melissa and Charlotte knew each other (since Charlotte had already confirmed the meeting on September 1, 2009).

• In #3x23, Wren reveals that Cece was expelled from the university because of Alison’s lies, and decided to go find Mona at Radley for help her to recover from the bullying caused by Alison. It was all a lie. However, Wren reveals that was Melissa to tell Charlotte about Mona’s check in Radley.

• In # 3x24, Charlotte plans the meeting to the Lodge of Thornhill, to see if Ali could get out of, because she suspected that she was still alive. In # 4x04, Melissa too reveals that she had the suspect that Ali was stills alive, and sent Jenna and Shana to control the situation at Thornhill When Spencer asks Melissa “Why do you think Ali can be still alive?” Melissa doesn’t say a word. Also, Melissa tell to Jenna and Shana “Those bitches will be at the lodge at 9!”. This means that Melissa knew Charlotte’s plan, designed with Mona.

• In # 4x01 we find that Jenna and Shana were both afraid of Melissa Hastings and because of that they decided to work for her. In # 4x09, Shana reveals that Jenna was also afraid of another person: Cece Drake.

• In # 4x24, Charlotte reveals to the police station to know who killed Bethany.Melissa however confessed that she had killed Bethany ONLY in # 5x11 when she decided to making a video confession for Spencer. Also, when Melissa buried Bethany alive, Charlotte had already been brought back to Radley by detective Wilden. Charlotte knew that Melissa had killed Bethany, probably because Melissa tell her all.

• In # 4x24, Melissa comes home, to the Hastings, saying she has just come back from London right in that moment and in the police station shew says that she’s back because Toby came to her door telling her that Spencer needed her family. In # 5x02, Toby reveals that he never found Melissa, but Wren, who revealed that Melissa had already been away for several days. Also she pretend to be back from London in # 4x24, and it was the night when Jessica DiLaurentis was killed.

• In # 5x01 we find that there was an army created to destroy Alison. We see Melissa Hastings at the meeting and seems to be in charge of this ‘army’ because she says: “We do not have much time.”

• In # 5x08, Spencer and Emily find the Melissa’s hat for riding horse in the same horse riding where Jessica brought Bethany Young in the past. At the end of the episode, we see Charlotte break into Spencer’s room, and caresses Melissa’s hat.

• In # 5x10, Spencer finds out that 'A’, Charlotte, had stolen the recorder where Ali told the story of his fake  kidnapping in case the police asked questions. Spencer had hidden him in a safe place in his house, who did not want to reveal evewn to the liars. But Charlotte knew the hiding place. And at that time, Melissa lived at Hastings’s house. Also, in the same episode, Charlotte calls Spencer and takes her off to listen Ali’s recording of the fake kidnapping to make it known that she has stolen the recording. It was Melissa to switch ON the phone at Spencer to answer.

• In # 5x10, Spencer and Aria discover in a Hastings’backyard a  security footage where Melissa meets a man VERY much a like to Cyrus Petrillo, the fake Ali kidnapping, and tells him, “Do it, trust me, do it!” All a few nights before the Mona’s fake murder. And on that occasion, Cyrus allied with the 'A’ team to wrap Ali and take her out of town so she does not have an alibi for the moment when Mona would have been “killed.” And we find this in # 5x20.

• In # 5x21, Spencer arrives in London as she  has a university interview, but does not find his sister in the house, but only her roommate who tells her that she and Wren were invited in the countryside, but Melissa did not warn Spencer. Then, Spencer finds Mona’s blood in a test tube, in her bag, and the university interview is ruined, and after that, she gets a message from Charlotte: “Calm down, but beware of what you do. There’s still so much blood. ”… Charlotte was in Rosewood, so there was someone in London to chasing e spying on  Spencer.

• After Charlotte’s capture in the next five years, we see A Melissa and Hanna’s flashback in London, in #6x17, and Melissa reveals to Hanna that Charlotte will reveal to Wren that she killed Bethany Young. This confirms that Charlotte knew that thanks to Melissa because she already knew in # 4x24, Melissa recorded the confession in # 5x11, and that night Charlotte had already been brought back to Radley at the time of the fateful act.

• Melissa pretend to returns from London, in the episodes of 5 years later, TWO EPISODES AFTER Charlotte’s death, precisely in # 6x13 to help her mother with Senate elections. But Melissa returned to Rosewood a few weeks BEFORE Charlotte’s death, and remained in the shadows. Claeb find out that in #6x17. And don’t forget, in #7x01 , we find out that ALSO Mary Drake returned to Rosewood a few weeks BEFORE Charlotte’s death, and she stills in the shadows too, like Melissa.

• In # 6x13, Melissa breaks into the Hastings’burn and whe sees Caleb in there, she stops in a blink and says, “Oh, I forgot you were here” and she goes looking for clothes and exclaims: “I thought I had more clothes here. At the end of that episode, A.D. throw away the old black 'A'’s sweatshirts and search online "NEW UNIFORMS.”

WHAT YOU GUS THINK ABOUT THAT CLOSE? FOR ME IS VERY CLEARLY THAT CHARLOTTE AND MELISSA WAS REALLY CLOSE IN THE PAST. DON’T YOU THINK?

Mr. Min - Chapter 04

Description:  Your CEO caught your attention the first day you started your new job and it seems the attraction is mutual.  Too bad he’s only interested in a relationship that benefits him.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Smut and Angst

Word Count: 14,013

Warning: Mentions of rape, abortion, murder, blackmail, neglect, Dom!Yoongi, demeaning names

Prologue - Ch 01 - Ch 02 - Ch 03 - Ch 05 - Ch 06

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BTS reacts to their s/o being insecure about their relationship

Hello sweety ^^

Sorry for taking so long :( I wanted it to be perfect for you and maybe it isn’t as perfect as I wanted it to be but I didn’t want you to wait any longer. I hope this is something you had in mind. I have to confess myself this was really a challenge for me to write, so thank you haha. Enjoy reading and thank you  for loving my blog! I will try to keep my work good okay? ;) 

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Seokjin

You were watching Seokjin on the little screen that hung on the wall in the dressing room. You had joined Seokjin to one of his shows since he asked you to come with him. Most of the times you declined, not wanting to disturb but actually you did not want to see him around all the pretty female idols who seemed so perfect. Yeah yeah you knew they weren’t but hey you can’t deny they were pretty as the freaking sun. You couldn’t help but feel small and less attractive as thoughts began to swirl in your mind. ‘’Why was he with you? What did he see in you? Why would he still be with you if he had so many beautiful women standing in line for him?’’ You just couldn’t understand plus you began to feel selfish by staying with him. So lost in your thoughts, you had not heard the guys coming in. 

‘‘y/n.. what’s wrong?’‘ his soft voice lighted up the dark aura you had surrounded yourself with as you looked at him sitting beside you. Showing him a little smile, you gripped onto his arm, slung it over your shoulder and nuzzled closer to his frame. His familiar and calm scent, his warm temperature cradled your mind and scared away the demons. Slinging one arm around his torso, you pulled him closer to you wanting to feel as close to him as you could. 

The others just stared at you, confused what was going on. Seokjin just waved  them away, leaning his chin on your crown and hugged you tightly already knowing what was going on. He felt stupid, he wanted to punch himself in the face for making you feel like this. ‘’Y/n..” Seokjin whispered, curling your hair with his finger. You just hummed, smiling how his voice sounded so soothing. ‘’I’m sorry. I love you. You’re like that little star in the sky surrounded by all the big ones.’’ You frowned. what was he saying? before you could pull away and ask him why, he continued. ‘’You are hard to find y/n. You are an unique person. Once people lay their eyes on you, they can’t look away. Something just lures them to you, forgetting the rest around them. It isn’t how bright you shine or how big you are. Be yourself and the right people and the ones worth your time will find you and I guess I was the lucky one.’’ 

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Yoongi

Yoongi noticed how you had been distancing yourself. He noticed how your bright smile wasn’t as bright anymore and when he looked into your eyes he didn’t see the sparkle, he did not see the joy and if you asked him what he saw instead? well he couldn’t see anything. It was like you had closed off your emotions, locked in a safe, hidden away in the dark and at the end of the week he snapped, asking you, no demanding you to spit it out.

‘‘I can’t take it anymore! Tell me what’s going on. Please don’t leave me hanging in the dark.’‘ His words burnt your skin as they reached you, causing you to drop the glass in your hands. You knew what he was talking about and you also knew you’ve been in the wrong but you didn’t want to burden him with your stupid insecurities because he had enough on his plate already and adding yours wouldn’t do any good but you had it all wrong. The guilt came crashing down on your heart as you heard his voice. They were pleading for an answer, pleading you to make an end to his aching heart. The doubts and insecurities that have been consuming your heart for the last couple of days slipped past your lips no matter how much you tried to swallow them back. The guilt was so heavy that your other emotions had no other choice but to leave to make room for the other and so you told him everything. You were afraid, so afraid that he one day would be gone. That Yoongi realized you weren’t good enough or that you were a burden to him. Tears rolled their way down over your cheeks, wiping it away harshly because to you it felt like they were burning your skin with your stupid uncertainty. 

When you felt his hands around your wrists, you looked up at him and the sight added more guilt on your heart and soul. ‘’Don’t hurt yourself y/n.’’ He whispered, wiping your tears away and rubbing your cheeks in soothing circles. ‘’Shhh it’s okay. I’m still here.’’ he whispered in your hair after he nestled you in his chest, arms tightening his hold on you as if he was afraid you would vanish soon. ‘’I want to say I am sorry but I can’t y/n.. because you know, you’re not a burden to me. You know that I love you so much that it even hurts sometimes. Heck sometimes I even think that YOU are to good for ME. And remember what you have told me about if you love something you should let it go and than called it bullshit because heck no why would you let someone go if you love them? Shouldn’t you cherish that person and shower it with extra love? You said that y/n. I am Min Yoongi. Not Suga, not Bangtan. Min Yoongi and this dumbass is hopelessly in love with you. So please if you ever think you’re not good enough, please talk to me. Don’t leave me in that cold place y/n. ‘’

‘‘I won’t Yoongi, I am so sorry. I didn’t know what came over me. I love you too, so much.’‘ You whispered back.

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Hoseok

Feeling ashamed about what you told Hoseok, you hid yourself in the bedroom, locked the door and sat down, your back against it. You could feel his presence and knew he was standing on the other side waiting for you to come out but he could stand there for a long time because you weren’t leaving this room until the embarrasment was gone. The way his eyes flashed when you told him how you felt told you enough and so you flee. Of course it was dumb to feel that way, Hoseok had only shown you love, always made sure you knew he loved you and that you were one of kind and somehow fear showed his side. 

‘‘Why are you even hiding?’‘ you heard him ask. ‘‘Just because’‘ you mumbled back. You heard him sigh before he slid down the door aswell. ‘‘I don’t know why you’re feeling this way…’‘ he paused. ‘‘ since you didn’t even explain it to me as you just ran off’‘ he continued but couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of you sprinting from the couch, nearly tripping on your way to the room. ‘‘but I guess it’s the fact that you feel to lowly for me which I don’t understand. I know you don’t care about status you always have treated people the same and that’s the first thing I liked about you. You’re kind but can discipline people too if they have done wrong even if it’s the president you wouldn’t care. I don’t think I have to say that I love you y/n because you already know I do. I tell you everyday. I tell you that before I leave, I tell you that when I come home and I tell you that before we go to sleep and I think I have shown you enough how much I love you too. I love you y/n. Me, Jung Hoseok loves y/w/n. I love her very very much and I love all of her flaws, all of her insecurities too because that’s what makes you, you. And if you don’t believe me I can show you my phone which is filled with photos and videos of you.’‘ He finished with a loud laugh and it seemed he had thrown his head back when you heard a soft thump. 

His words had lighted up the darker side of your heart, his words filled with loved chased away the beasts as it bit their skin. Standing up, you turned unlocked the door and swung it open and true to your thoughts Hoseok had been sitting against the door as he tumbled backwards. Smiling up at you, he crawled his way up and kissed you on the lips. ‘’Now I think it’s time I show you how much I love you.’’

Originally posted by hobilu

Namjoon

He just stared at you when you had sat him down and voiced how you felt. He was searching for words but he could only hear his thoughts. Where did they come from? Was it his fault? Had he done something to make you feel that way? Were you trying to break up with him? Were you actually telling him that you couldn’t do this anymore? Was it because you both went public and you couldn’t handle it anymore, that you made a mistake? The sound of his name snapped him out of it and focused his gaze once again on you. 

You were looking at him, knowing the wheels in his head were working on full force as he zoned out. You did not regret telling him this, you wanted him to know, you needed him to help you get out of this rut. You were always one to think positively however the words you read on social media didn’t really help. Yeah you knew that this was going to happen sooner or later when you started dating Namjoon, he had warned you about it too plus you were always one to brush off opinions of others, not really caring what people thought of you but when you read things as: ‘y/n will damage his image or she is only dating him to become famous too.’ Well it hurt because they were dragging Namjoon in it too, THEY were the ones damaging his image, making up stories just to sell and it was stupid that you thought he was better off without you. 

‘‘Y/n that’s not true and you know that. If you believe them and leave me than that will break my heart. I’m not better off without you. I am going to be lost if you do.’‘ Pulling you from the couch he sat you down on his lap, your legs wrapping around his waist as his hands rubbed your arms. ‘‘You know not to believe them, and I know you’re fighting with yourself right now. One voice is telling you not to believe them and just to let their comments slip past you but there is the other one who is telling you that they are right, that you shouldn’t be with me, that you don’t ‘fit’ in but who cares about an image sweetheart? You especially don’t care about that. You just do what you do. If it’s dancing in the rain on the middle of the street or jumping in the cart in the supermarket to zoom past the aisles, you don’t care what people think, you are having fun, you are being yourself no matter what and that’s one reason why I fell for you. Even the boys admire that about you. And also know that I don’t think of you like that. To say it simple. You’re the water and sunlight to my roots. I love you.’‘

Originally posted by hoshikio

Jimin

he couldn’t help but cry when you told him. He had guessed something was wrong with the way you got extra affectionate or asked him where he was going everytime he went out. You weren’t like that, you liked having some freedom in a relationship but the way you behaved this week had got him thinking and after the fight you just had about the issue of you wanting to know where he was every minute you had screamed it out. You told him that he didn’t want to be with you anymore, you told him small you felt beside him figurally and when you told him you were certain, he didn’t love you anymore the way he did at first felt like a stab in his heart. He immediately shut his mouth, the words that formed in his mouth faded away as tears sprung in his eyes. He was in disbelief. Did you really think he didn’t love you anymore? 

‘‘y/n… no, no, no, no.’‘ He took quick steps towards you, grabbed you wrist and with a strong tuck he had you wrapped in his arms. He felt you struggling at first, trying to get out of his grip but he held you so strong there was no way you were getting out of his protective arms. He didn’t know why you were saying those things, where you got it from. ‘‘How… How can you say things like that y/n?’‘ he cried, his face buried in your neck. ‘‘You don’t know how much I love you.. I couldn’t even describe how much I love you.’‘ You were crying aswell, dampening his shirt with your tears while your hand were clutching his shirt. You wanted to kick, scratch, punch yourself, you just wanted to hurt yourself for hurting him like this. ‘‘Gosh do you know how painful that is? I love you so much that even when I step out this door just to get some food I will already miss you. I love you so much that even if you break my heart I will still love you. I love you so much because my heart and my soul are intertwined with yours. My heart fell for yours and my soul fell in love with your soul. When I see you or hear you my heart sets itself free from all the worries and pain it felt throughout the day. It yearns for you y/n how desperate it may sound. I never have felt like this before.’‘ Jimin confessed on and on, hoping his words reached your soul. The tears had stopped and he was now giving little butterfly kisses on your skin, still salty from tears.  You had also stopped crying, your hands no longer holding onto his shirt as they were now laying flatly on his chest. Feeling his heartbeat on your palm, you were sure your own matched his.

‘‘I did not mean what I said earlier. Kind of. It’s just being away from home and all the sudden attention… I guess im just a bit scared and shocked. I know I am not like that and I want to apologize for all the clinginess. Thank you Jimin, Thank you. I love you too’’

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Taehyung

You had walked out on him. He could not believe you just walked out of the door when you confessed your insecurities. He knew you weren’t the type to tell someone your worries, you didn’t like it and just waited until that feeling passes and now when you finally did you walked away after uttering the last word. He saw how your eyes widened and how you bit your lip, instantly regretting what you did and before he could say something you were gone. 

Snatching his jacket from the coatrack, he ran after you, putting his coat on while running. You couldn’t be far, it had only been 5 minutes when you slammed the door in his face. After what felt like an hour to him he had found you. You were sitting on the bench infront of the little pond in the park. You always have loved the sound of water. 

‘‘Hey’‘ you heard him saying as you felt him sitting down beside you. You greeted him back without looking at him, as you smiled at the ducks who were swimming in circles, clearly enjoying the water. Of course you felt bad for running away because that is what you did. You ran away from your problems instead of facing them head on. You were always good in that. You hated conflict and you always tried to avoid them. 

‘‘I just want you to know that you don’t have to deal with your insecurities alone y/n. You’re not alone anymore.’’ Taehyung spoke up softly not wanting to interrupt the peaceful sounds of nature and not wanting to scare the animals away. You snapped your head to him, your mouth open in surprise. It was as if he read your mind. Biting his lips, he turned his body so that he was facing you. ‘’I mean I can kind of understand where you’re coming from. I ’ve been insecure too you know’’ he fumbled with his fingers kind of scared himself too about his doubts in this relationship. “I was trying to figure it out why you wantes to be with me. I wouldn’t be that guy that could cuddle you to sleep every night. I can’t always come when you need me. All I can do is call you or skype you but it isn’t the same as being their in person. You sometimes have to sleep alone for a long period of time. Those were thoughts that haunted through my head. I was thinking you would be better off with someone who could do all those things I can’t. I can’t always take you on a quiet date and most of the times they have to be inside of the house and yeah yeah I know you don’t mind but still… I want the best for you y/n and I can’t always give you that but you told me not to worry about it, that you will love me no matter what. You told me that waiting for me is worth it, that all those things make our relationship to how it is. It’s perfectly unperfect is what you tell me. You don’t want perfect, you want real and raw. And guess what… I want it too. I don’t want to only see the happy, go lucky y/n. I also want to see the frustrated you, the angry you, the sad you. So please don’t hide your feelings. I love the real and raw you.”

Originally posted by bangts


Jungkook

He was scared, to him your words sounded like you couldn’t be with him anymore. That you couldn’t handle his lifestyle anymore and so the waterworks came. Tears you saw rarely, fell and could feel the bed lighly shaking as he sobbed. You scooted over to him, pushed him down gently to lay him down on the bed as you did aswell. With one hand on the back of his head you buried his face against your chest and stroked his hair as you shushed him, telling him it was okay and to let it all out.

You were confused. You only told him what troubled you to let him know how you felt and warn him about moodswings. Well you already had those so he was kind of used to it but you felt how they switched much more sooner than normal. When you couldn’t feel his shoulders shaking anymore and heard the peacefulness of the room except from the breathing from you and Jungkook, you knew he stopped crying.

“I got scared I am sorry” he told you after he calmed down. “the first thing that popped into my mind when you told me was that you wanted to break up. ” he chuckled embarrassed. Grabbing your hand which was still stroking his hair, he lifted it up and brought it down between the two of you after he pulled away from your embrace and engulfed it between his hand. “But when you held me like that and comforted me I realized that was not what you meant, you want me to help you to overcome those. We’re still young y/n but sometimes I think that you already lived a lot of lives because you’re so wise and mature. You actually come to me and tell me what’s wrong, to work things out and I.. I could only think of you leaving me and began to cry. I was the one who needed to reassure you. To comfort you. Y/n.. there is one thing I know for sure.. and that is that I love you from the bottom of my heart. I love you with my whole heart and even more. You don’t have to be insecure but you can’t help it sometime, know that you can come to me and tell me whenever you feel like that. Just like you did today. I know I can’t take it away instantly even if I want it so badly. I can show you how much I love you, admire you, look up to you, cherish you. Because everyday my love for you grows. It seems impossible with the immense love I feel for you already but I really do. I love you y/n.”

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hiiruneii  asked:

oooooo i rly love your blog! i thought requests are closed but thank god its open ;; can i request mccree, genji, and prefall! gabe's s/o feel that they're not good enough of them and successfully ran from their room at night and trying to runaway from overwatch but they found them? sorry if its too specific ;;;;

((A/N - The more specific the more I can write, honestly!))

McCree

The night was cold, a bitter wind breezing through your locks. The moonlight made shadows dance around you. You took one look back at the base, regretting having ever gotten involved with Overwatch in the first place. It was all too good to be true; them accepting you, you being promoted to work in Blackwatch and from there finding the love of your life. It was too perfect and you knew something was going to happen to ruin it. It was best you get out early before you had your heart broken.

You pulled the strap of your bag filled with your belongings over your shoulder, boots sludging through the long grass and looking towards the bright lights of the city. That was where you would stay for the night and carry on travelling tomorrow morning.

“(Y/N)?”

You ducked your head down, eyes instantly watering at being caught and having to face him.

“What.. What’re y'doin’, sweetheart?”

“Leaving.”

You only took one step forward before a cold hand gripped around your wrist, your other quickly being brought up to hurridly wipe away a fallen tear.

“Darlin’. Talk t'me. Please.”

You only looked at him because of how broken and cracked his voice sounded. You owed him this much. His brows furrowed in concern and lips were downturned. He was dressed in his PJs still, meaning he must have followed you as soon as you left. You shivered from the wind. He broke. Warmth surrounded you as Jesse encased you with his arms, his body shuddering.

“Come back. Don’t go. I don’t know what I’d do without ya’.” His deep voice muffled by burying his face in your hair.

You surrendered to his embrace, becoming limp in his arms. How could you be so foolish? How could you do this to the one you love? Your gaze was emotionledd as you internally beat yourself up. Again, you didn’t feel you deserved someone who loved you as much as Jesse McCree.

“Well get through this, (Y/N). I promise.”

Genji

You looked over at your boyfriend, sleeping soundly on his side of the bed, his red lights making the room glow ominously. His chest rose and sank rhythmically.

You’d been setting this for a while. The first time Genji had asked you why you were leaving the comfy confines of your bed, you said you were going for a walk as you couldn’t sleep. That was your excuse for everytime he caught you after that, but in reality you were prepping. Bag filled with essentials, warm clothes hidden outside in your safe space. You were ready. You took one last glance at your perfect boyfriend, eyes blurring with tears. You didn’t deserve him. You didn’t deserve any of this.

Practice made perfect, stepping in places where the floor wouldn’t creak and opening the door just enough to slip out. Once outside of the base, the cool air hit your face. You located your belongings and began the trek out of town.

What you never knew was that Genji was watching your every step, and had been everytime you went out for a ‘walk’.
 
Before you could even leave the grounds, Genji was at your side but a step behind, his footsteps silent. His voice made you jump.

“Where are you going, (Y/N)?”

You hugged your bag close to your body, keeping your eyes downcast.

“I can’t stay, Genji. I don’t deserve this, Overwatch’s protection.. you.”

Your bottom lip was trembling, brows furrowed.

“You are family. Of course we here for you. I am here for you.”

Genji reached towards your hand slowly, as though comforting a frightened animal. He grasped his hand firmly around yours, pulling you in close to shield you from the cold.

“We will work on this, (Y/N). You have a bright future ahead. Do not think for one second I will not be with you every step of the way.”

Droplets began falling from the dark sky, pattering against your clothes.

Gabriel

He was devastated. He was only away for two days and you were gone. Your belongings still sat in your shared room, a note that you had written and sealed left on the coffee table. In it you had said you felt guilty and unworthy. Using Overwatch’s resources to protect you just felt wrong. You had gone into hiding by yourself.

Gabriel was protecting you against Talon. After they took Amélie… He shook his head, not able to think about what they could do. He couldn’t sit on the bed staring at the blank wall all day. He had to find you. He loves you and couldn’t let you get hurt.

***

You had somehow ended up in Dorado, appreciating the current festival from the shadows. You carried only money and your passport. Anything else could be easily bought and just dragged you down. Your heart sank when you saw families laughing or couples holding hands. You bit your lip, a bitter taste in your mouth. Turning around, you apologised to the person you had just bumped into, making to side step around them. A hand caught your upper arm, immobilising you. Your head shot up, meeting those familiar chocolate pools which looked.. tired. You sighed, not realising how tense you were.

“Why?” Gabriel croaked.

Music littered the background, colourful lights creating shadows on your face. You gulped. Why.

“You do too much for me. I’m a civillian. Not an agent. Overwatch should be prioriti-”
Overwatch can shove it up their asses, (Y/N). You felt guilty? For us protecting you? Talon are out there hunting us. I need you to be safe.”

You leant back, fear rippling through your chest at how angry he was. He saw it reflect on your face and let go of your arm.

“Please. Come back. We miss you. I miss you.”

You looked down at your trembling hands and nodded. Gabriel was on you in an instant.

“I love you, (Y/N).”

“I love you too.”

8

2x13 “Houses of the Holy” // 5x01 “Sympathy for the Devil”
5x10 “Abandon All Hope” // 5x18 “Point of No Return”
5x22 “Lucifer Rising” // 12x12 “Stuck in the Middle (with You)”

“You’re Chosen…” - Dean Winchester as Michael’s Vessel and the Thing about the Colt

“There was a gun that won the west. There was a man among the best. The fastest gun or man alive. A lightning bolt when he shot that Colt.”

- Lucifer in 12x12 “Stuck in the Middle (with You)

So after this episode I just felt the need to make a gifset on Dean’s ties to Michael as well as the Colt, because in this week’s episode both of these themes were directly brought together by the visual of Mary retrieving the Colt from a safe hidden behind the famous painting of Michael striking down Lucifer. And while I have little faith that the show will truly let Dean play an integral role as the one who is Michael’s vessel and should be perfectly able to wield the lance to get rid of Lucifer once and for all and rather think the possession allusions surrounding Mary may frame her possibly being the one heavily involved here , I keep holding on to a tiny bit of hope that probably is ridiculous to hold on to. But what can I say? Dean picking up the lance and taking it with him at least left room for possibility.

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anonymous asked:

to kind of go off the break up post, could you write headcanons for the rfa + v and saeran who had their heart broken fairly recently by their ex, but they meet mc and she helps them get over their exes and heal their wounds ??

☆ ̄(>。☆)


Jumin

- It was so hard for him to trust anyone, let alone women.

- All the women he knew now were just wanting him for his money. Maybe a few for his looks, but nothing for him. They never tried to get to know him, just assumed from rumors or press.

- He didn’t want them to know him.

- He hated having lunch with his father when a new woman was hanging around with him. Kissing in front of him, saying weirdly flirtatious things that should just be reserved for his father, if anyone.

- He hated, hated, hated, when his father left the women with him while he went somewhere else for a moment. His blood would freeze, his heart would threaten to burst out of his damn chest as he waited for what they would say, what they would do.

- Gross comment about his single life, once or twice an inappropriate pass. If they tried touching him he was gone, running home like a scared child.

-He’d lock himself in his penthouse, his bedroom, struggling to calm down with Elizabeth 3rd in his arms.

- The women were worse when he was a child, and he never understood that. Never understood why the memories would attack him so harshly each time his father had a new girlfriend. 

- Was he scared? Scared of the women trying to advance sexually towards him? But he was an adult, he could say no.

- When you started showing affection towards him, he was scared. He was so scared. He would never admit it. He wasn’t supposed to have such feelings. That’s what everyone had told him as he grew up.

- But you prompted him to share emotions, just like Rika did.

- Rika who teased him with relationship possibilities, who teased treating him right.

- Rika, who nearly drove him and his best friend away from each other with her sneakiness.

- As far as he knew, V never found out about the way she mused her and Jumin being together. But he was so scared V somehow resented him for her musings. 

- He didn’t want to lose the only friend he had. He didn’t want you to mess up his life, to give him more nightmares and threads.

- But you were so much kinder. More willing to listen, more willing to let him work through his emotions rather than forcing him to show them. He didn’t know how, but he was slowly losing his threads.

- When the two of you officially got together, about a month later, he finally opened up about what happened to him. When you cried, but still did your best supporting him and offering any way to help, that’s when he knew he never had to be scared of you.

Zen

- He could be anyone. Knight in shining armour? Badass punk? He could and would do it. Playing the big brother to make a friend happy? Playing the romantic fool to get the girl?

- He’s done it, and he would do it again.

- He grew up being told how he wasn’t good enough, how he would never be good enough. Since he was blessed with the skill of acting, why not use that to his advantage?

- Had he used his skill for romance? Certainly. To woo a certain girl or two? Yep.

- But each relationship would always fail, always, because he would end up heartbroken when they saw through the ruse.

- Saw how pathetic he was.

- No one could love him for himself. Not his fans, not Jaehee, not anyone.

- So when you started flirting back with him, he was scared and excited. So excited because he would finally be given the attention he craved so much, the sweetness he wanted to hoard to himself.

- But scared because he knew you would leave him once he couldn’t keep the rude up forever.

- He thought you were attach him to certain roles he did, expect him to act like ___ from the ____ play. 

- But you never watched his stuff? He was a little offended but…He was still excited. Did this mean he didn’t have to act for you?

- He didn’t count on it. But when you met him and kept asking about his past, about himself, and not his career, he was just…So happy. He kept it hidden, and kept it safe, but he was so happy.

- As the relationship progressed, and you started becoming close to him for who he really was, he just couldn’t describe how thankful he was to have met someone like you.

- Someone who could appreciate him for himself, to make him feel less pathetic, less disgusting.

- Without any acting, he was finally good enough for someone. He didn’t care if it was just one person, as long as that person was you.

Jaehee

- Romance was difficult.

- She didn’t have the time, the emotional range half the time. She couldn’t waste her energy on it.

- Since her parents left, she was constantly having to prove herself, take care of herself, be the best that she could be to be able to support herself.

- The first time someone confessed to her, she had no idea what do to other than thank them. It never progressed further than that.

- But after some mocking, the next time someone confessed she accepted it.

- Usually couples were able to support each other, right? They were able to help each other and be there emotionally, right?

- How come she could never open up to any of them? Share her feelings, the depression eating her up inside, the constant weight she had on her shoulders. Why was it so difficult?

- Her first relationship was a failure. The second was only slightly better.

- They were older, able to explore the more adult sides of a relationship. But she never would expect she would be taken advantage of sexually, rather than emotionally.

- She was just…bland. There were others so much better looking than her. She didn’t understand how she was just being used as some plaything.

- That relationship didn’t last long. Long enough to leave scars, but not long enough to make new ones.

- When you came along, started supporting her, she was so conflicted. You were so much nicer than everyone else, so much kinder, willing to talk to her about her interests rather than blow them away.

- You were wanting to be friends?

- But her emotions felt deeper than friendship. She couldn’t place them, she didn’t know how to because she didn’t want to compare her feelings to her past failed relationships.

- One night after the two of you had closed down the shop one night, you both had a strange very late discussion. For some reason the early hours of the morning made her open up more.

- For some reason she mentioned her past relationships.

- When you hugged her and kissed her cheek, explaining none of it was her fault, she cried for the first time in years.

Yoosung

- He never counted the first girl he had been with as his girlfriend, and luckily no one ever found out about it.

- It was just some girl on the same sever as him. They ended up privately talking and they found out they went to the same school.

- It didn’t take long for them to find each other, start trying to hang out, start becoming closer.

- But it was going so fast. He wasn’t ready like she was, he wasn’t ready for something so serious; not when he wasn’t even sure of his own feelings.

- The casual hangouts turned into her flirting with him, belittling him for not having a lot of experience, egging him on to try to be flirtatious with her.

- And if he tried she would just always laugh at him.

- Somehow, he didn’t even know how, but he started having feelings for her. But he couldn’t place it as love, or lust, just wanting to prove himself, prove that he wasn’t such a child like she insisted.

- One night she promised a relationship. He didn’t know how to react, but she reacted for him, dragging him into a make-out.

- She was gross, so so gross. Saliva was everywhere, she wouldn’t stop rubbing against him, and he just couldn’t think right.

- Wasn’t it supposed to feel better? Wasn’t he supposed to be happy.

- The day after she tossed him aside, and he never spoke about her. Acted like that never happened. He didn’t want to remember it.

- When you started showing feelings towards him, he was so excited! You were a good person, you were almost like Rika! Not selfish like that one girl.

- But he was so scared, so nervous. The last time he jumped into his emotions, he ended up getting so hurt.

- The first night the two of you were alone, he was so scared. He was so scared of hormones and the strained teasing of heavy petting. He didn’t want to think of her, but he couldn’t help it.

- But you didn’t try to take advantage of him. You just wanted to hug, innocently cuddle, dote on him and try to help take care of him.

- You were so warm and kind, so calming. It was so hard letting you go back home that night, but he was glad the next day when he woke up to loving texts from you.

- One day he might open up about that girl, but you were already thousands better than her, and he was becoming less scared by the second. 

Seven

- He wasn’t supposed to have feelings for anyone. His agency taught him that early on, taught him to kill such ridiculous emotions.

- But, hey, maybe he could give Zen a run for his money with his acting skills, because the agency thought he had killed his emotions.

- And for a while, it was easy to believe such rules. Never get attached, never get crushes, just life fast and pray you finish the mission.

- He needed to focus on helping his brother, anyway, right? Finding him? He didn’t deserve happiness until that.

- One undercover mission had him pretending to be the new bodyguard of a woman while tracking information for the agency. It wasn’t a quickie, either. He had to be there for a few weeks- nearly a whole month.

- And during that time, her silly jokes caught up to him, her flirtatious nature making him unable to sleep at night.

- As the mission drew closer to an end, he found himself more and more captured by her.

- She even cried and held him tight the day he had to leave, and damn was it hard to let go and pretend there was nothing between them.

- But, being himself and a hacker, he found himself needing to constantly check up on her- Make sure she was safe, make sure the agency hadn’t done any real damage to her.

- During the process, he managed to track down more personal info. Emails, online accounts, text records… Text records of her discussing how easy it was to get the guards to do whatever she wanted, as long as she flirted and pretended she cared about them.

- Well…That was a polite summary.

- He felt like someone had hit him in the gut as he read her cold words.

- Is this why the agency made such rules?

- He was unable to work, unable to think clearly, for ages. Because he was stupid enough to catch feelings for a target.

- So when you came along, of course he pushed you away. Of course he tried making you hate him. Just anything so he didn’t have to feel those emotions again. Just anything.

- But when you stayed, when you put yourself in danger for him, when you helped him with his brother. He couldn’t help it, he couldn’t help but catch feelings.

- And he was scared, but you were willing to do so much for him.

- It didn’t hit him until one rough night with Saeran. Saeran was losing it, his meds not kicking in yet to calm him from his meltdown. During the process, Saeran listed all the godawful reasons he hated him, how he abandoned him.

- He had heard it constantly since his brother moved in, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

- He was resting on the couch, trying to calm his racing thoughts when you joined him, wrapping your arms around him and kissing his cheek.

- He didn’t say anything, but somehow you knew exactly what he was feeling, and the right words to help him snap out of it.

- That’s when he realized that no matter how far he pushed you away, you always bounced back still ready to love him and give him your all.

- You even helped him when his brother was like this, even when Saeran screamed at you too.

- It had taken him a while to understand you weren’t going to leave. Not anytime soon.

- And when he did, he pulled you into a hug and didn’t let go for ages.

V

- He couldn’t get over Rika

- He missed the sweet smiles and stabbing pains, he harsh words, the straight out abuse.

- He deserved it. He always deserved it. For never getting her the right help, for never giving her enough. It’s what he deserved for being so pathetic and simple minded.

- The love of his life, and he couldn’t save her from herself.

- He knew it was gross, he knew he should get help, but he thought he should rot in this pit of despairing emotions, letting it suffocate him until all his loved ones left him too. 

- Just like what had happened to her.

- When you came along, he was still wallowing in that pit, drowning and refusing to pull up for air.

- But you helped him despite any weak protests. He wanted this pain, this depression, but he was always too scared to let himself sink down completely.

- You helped him. You helped him get into therapy, helped him learn what medication to take, just something to help him get back on his feet. Something to get him to stop hating himself so much.

- You knew it was going to take ages, possible a few years. But you were willing, you were patient. Because he didn’t deserve this.

- No matter what he did, he couldn’t control her brain. He couldn’t have sacrificed himself to save her, because not even that could have helped.

- When you explained this to him, explained how you were going to stay by his side and help him, that was the first time you ever saw him break down.

- He was openly sobbing, finally being told the words he was so ashamed of thinking of. 

- You held him as he cried, helped him start patching himself back together.

- He missed the feeling of being loved so tenderly, and he was so grateful to have it again.

Saeran

- Everyone knew he had issues. It wasn’t a surprise. He was sure strangers could guess just by a passing glance.

- He couldn’t understand why anyone would love him. He knew Saeyoung did, but that was forced love, wasn’t it? Obligated. No choice. 

- His mother had always told him he was unlovable anyway. Disgusting, weak, pathetic. She told him so often it was hard for him to believe anything else, even so many years later.

- One time he did try to believe otherwise. He tried to think he was capable of being loved. His savior had told him so. She had promised sweet words and affection when he did as she told, and she was the first woman he ever had positive feelings for. The first woman he thought had loved him back. The first woman to share his feelings.

- Only just to watch as she tossed him aside for that blinded fool.

- Therapy was supposed to be helping him through this, but each session he just found himself zoning out more and more, numbly pretending to listen to the advice given. 

- When you came along, helped him and his brother even after all the horrible things he had done, he just… He felt those feelings coming back again. Admiration, love, longing.

- He wanted to hold you in his arms and just whisper words of thanks for letting him feel something again. Something other than pain. Something kind and warm, something that helped eased the nightmares.

- But he was so scared. So fucking scared. He couldn’t handle rejection again, he couldn’t handle another heartbreak, another nightmare.

- Even though he was scared, when you first kissed him he didn’t voice his worries. When you first cuddled with him, helped him with a panic attack, he still swallowed his fears about you.

- It was when he discussed his therapy with you that he finally admitted his feelings. How he was going to disappoint you, how you were just going to toss him away like all the others in his life.

- When you teared up, he finally snapped out of his numbness, his stomach churning.

- But you just slowly opened up about how happy he made you, how much better your life had gotten, how upset you were that he would say such horrible things about himself.

- That was the day he decided to try and treat your relationship more seriously, more romantically.

- Unlike the others, you wanted him. And he wanted you, too.

  • <p> <b>Me, enthusiastically singing along to Red and Black:</b> They will come one and all! They will cOME WHEN WE CAAAAAAAAALL<p/><b>Me, as the Barricade Boys' voices fade into silence and the song ends:</b> [SNIFF] They won't, though. They won't come when you call. They'll stay hidden safely in their houses and they'll leave you all to DIE<p/><b>Me, wiping my eyes:</b> I'm fine<p/></p>
  • bullet journal
  • recipe book
  • dream journal
    • write down the dreams that you had last night
  • goal book
    • write down your goals
  • favorite quote book
  • sketchbook
  • art journal
  • journal
  • gratitude journal
    • write down things that you’re grateful for
  • morning pages
    • write 3 pages worth of stuff every morning, doesn’t matter what it’s about as long as you get your thoughts out on paper
  • travel journal
    • write about the places that you’ve been to, and start planning new trips to more places
  • sentence journal
    • write one sentence about your day, every day
  • scrapbook
  • doodle book
  • school notes
  • notes on subjects that you’re genuinely interested in
  • progress book
    • write down your progress in various areas
  • grade tracker
  • habit tracker
  • favorites book
    • write down all of your favorites, whether it’s foods, books, etc
  • lyric book
    • write down all of your favorite lyrics
  • food log
  • exercise log
  • diary
  • expenses
  • idea journal
    • write down any idea that you have, regardless of what it is. it could be a useful prompt, a handy idea to use later on, an idea for a plot, a character’s name, etc
  • poetry book
  • start writing the novel that you always wanted to write
  • photo book
  • list book
    • for any lists that you want to make
  • brainstorming
  • mind mapping
  • review book
    • reviews on movies, books, tv shows, new foods, whatever you want
  • passwords
  • song writing
  • word book
    • write down any new and interesting words you find
  • language book
    • start learning a new language
  • wishlist
  • encounter book
    • write about new things and people and situations that you’ve encountered
  • secrets
    • keep it safely hidden away!!
  • plant book
    • a database of your favorite plants + care
  • positivity journal
    • write down positive things. go back to it when you’re feeling down 

hope this helped and good luck! if you’d like to request a post, go here and if you’d like to see more helpful posts, go here!! thanks :)

anonymous asked:

How about an imagine where f student and m tc are going on an overseas class trip? they sit next to each other on the plane and shenanigans ensue.

TC Plane Imagine.. NSFW!


July 2017, an overseas class trip was planned for 15 students. You were heading to Spain for 2 weeks. It was a relatively loosely planned trip, there were a few scheduled tours, and a few dinners; but the students attending were allowed free roam. So long as they checked in and stayed with at least one other person. You would be going to Barcelona; and, as luck would have it your crush would be attending…As a chaperone.  Your crush just so happened to be one of the 3 teachers who would be supervising the trip. The flight would take about 10 hours from the state you lived in. You arrived at the airport last, laughing nervously as your teacher smirked at you, teasing your for being late. You stood next to him, nudging him with your shoulder. The teachers led their groups over to security checks, making sure the children assigned to them were all together. The security process was rather dull, but your [TC] being there made it bearable.

Once that was over, you trekked across the airport to hopefully make it your gate on time. The teachers in charge of group numbers 1 and 2, went through boarding first. The plane this time was 4 seats across the body of the plane. Your teacher sent in the first 4 students in the group into the plane first, as though to make sure you two had gotten to sit next to each other. The plane was rather cold, but that was to be expected. You zipped up your light hoodie, as you pressed your way into the plane, closely following your teacher. In your row, there was an elderly couple; already looking sleepy. You sat closer to the window, and your [TC] on the chair next to you of course.

It took around 30 minutes until the plane was off the ground. The cabin was dark, most of the windows shuttered and most lights off. It was a 10 hour flight, and most everyone was settling in to sleep. The people across the aisle were already leaned against each other, peacefully sleeping. You noticed your teacher was still awake, scanning the plane seeing who was sleeping and who wasn’t. You decided to settle in too, pulling out the fleece blanket you had brought along. You reached up to flip off your own light; and close the window. You tapped [TC/N]’s shoulder, and lifted up the blanket. He smiled and nodded, spreading the blanket over the both of you. He gave you a mischievous look, a smirk spreading across his lips. He leaned his head against the back of his chair and used his hand to lean your head on his shoulder. You, welcomed the movement burying your face into him. He smelled so sweet as usual.

You felt his right hand rest on your thigh under the blanket, his left flipping off his own light. His fingers gently traced patterns onto your thigh, idly slipping closer and closer to your inner thigh. As he got closer you sighed softly, eyes meeting his gaze. He grinned at you and slid his hand between your legs. He rubbed the back of his hand against the outside of your jeans, safely hidden by blanket. You gasped, and bit your lip.. Understanding what that look he gave you early met. He raised an eyebrow, asking if you were alright with what he was doing~. You nodded, biting your lip.. The thrill of being caught only added to the experience.. Your spread your legs- allowing him to rub against you more. The warmth of his hands felt so good on your sex.. You couldn’t help but sigh sweetly against him. He looked over at you, planting a kiss atop your head, enjoying playing with you..

His fingers trailed up to your zipper unzipping your pants to allow himself more access..  He pressed his large hand against your panties, feeling the arousal growing in your pants.. He rubbed harder against the thin material, earning a soft moan from you.. You brought a hand to your mouth, not wanting to be caught.. Your [TC] grinned at you, and slid his hands down your panties, rubbing circles against your clit. You sighed heavily, shifting your hips against him. His fingers slipped closer to your entrance, noting the way you sighed and squirmed under his touch. His finger slid inside of you.. You let out a quiet moan as he curled his finger against your sweet spot, adding another finger. His fingers pressed in and out of you..

You were breathing rather heavily, heat pounding, an ache growing in the pit of your stomach. His thumb continued to rub your clit as he fingered you under the blanket. You felt yourself getting closer to climax.. His hand felt so good against your sex.. You gasped as you felt a lovely orgasm pass through you. You shuddered, toes curling in your shoes.. Waves of pleasure rolled off of you; you buried your face into your [TC’S] arm, covering up the whimpers coming from you. His hand continued to rub and press against you, as your rode out your climax.. He continued his movements for a moment before sliding out of you, making sure to zip your pants up.. He rubbed his hand once more over your jeans, before replacing his hand at your thigh..

You looked up at him, face flushed from the previous events.. He kissed your forehead and smirked at you.. He moved his hand from your thigh and around your waist. He tugged you closer to him, letting you rest against him more. You kissed his neck, before laying against him. You slowly walked your fingers over to his crotch, feeling his arousal with your hand… ;)

andrewsneil  asked:

and this one “You were chased by the cops, got in my car and just yelled ‘Drive!’” AU!!

Anonymous: "You were chased by the cops, got in my car and just yelled ‘Drive!“ for an au prompt

Sorry about the ending - this has been sitting in my drafts for two weeks and I was getting impatient… This is on my list to be finished I promise :) (also if you have any ideas on how to end this send me a message or like… write it in the tags???)

  • Neil was relaxing in a borrowed Ford Fiesta that smelled like fish cakes, chugging a lukewarm bottle of water he had just bought from the gas station, and contemplating how much money he could spare on ethanol, when the passenger door swung open and slammed shut in one swift, chaotic movement.
  • “Drive.”
  • He didn’t have time to register how panicked he should be, but the small blonde didn’t seem like someone his father would hire, and his stern command didn’t sound even remotely as threatening as Romero or Malcolm. Even so, Neil calmly set his water bottle in the sticky cup holder and gripped the steering wheel with both hands. “Who are you?”
  • The blonde suddenly rounded on him, his elbow coming up to Neil’s neck and applying pressure before he could even think about reacting. Neil faintly registered the familiar feeling of a knife pressed against his stomach, not quite puncturing the skin. “It doesn’t matter. You see those cops?”
  • Neil followed the blonde’s head tilt to the back window, where he noticed a few cop cars idling behind him in the gas station parking lot. Neil looked back at his captor and nodded as much as he was allowed, which wasn’t much.
  • “I don’t want to be caught by them, and judging by the state of your clothes and the fact that you aren’t even slightly tanned even though your license plate says Arizona, you don’t want to be caught either.”
  • It was a stretch, but Neil certainly didn’t want to spend the night in a police cell anytime soon. He could easily explain away the few accusations the blonde hit him with, but right now he just wanted to be far away from the cops now exiting their vehicles.
  • He tapped the blonde on the arm, “I can’t drive with a knife in my stomach.”
  • He was let go, but the knife remained poised between them. Neil admired the sleek design of it, definitely not something Lola would use, but the serrated edges were sharpened enough to filet a small pig. He shook his head to dismantle the direction of his thoughts and put the car in gear, tires squealing as he peeled out of the gas station parking lot. To his surprise, the policemen didn’t even glance at his vehicle as he pulled onto the nearest two-lane highway. He lowered his speed so he wasn’t breaking any laws, but kept his hand hovering over the gear shift.
  • “I locked the bathroom door and then snuck out the window. They’ll probably be occupied for at least another ten minutes.”
  • “That depends on how smart Columbia cops are,” Neil murmured, doing a few quick calculations in his head. There were three cop cars, two of which were just small city patrollers. The one he was most concerned with was the SUV with California printed on the license plate. Just what exactly did this kid do that warranted the arrival of an out of state cop?
  • “You’re right. 20 minutes.”
  • Neil shifted subtly in his seat to study his companion, who had slouched down and propped his legs on the passenger-side airbag. A study of nonchalance and apathy. “So what did you do?”
  • The kid didn’t answer him for awhile, keeping his eyes forward and expression blank. Neil had almost dropped the subject when the blonde suddenly spoke up, “Turns out cops don’t like it when you escape from their idea of rehabilitation.”
  • Neil considered this as he switched lanes, passing a semi truck who insisted on driving five miles under the speed limit. So the kid was either an escaped convict or an escaped mental patient. Great.
  • “Truth for a truth. What are you doing so far from home, Arizona?”
  • Neil wanted to laugh at the nickname, but he couldn’t find much humor in his current situation. “My mom was relocated for her job. I was on my way to school when you so eloquently barged in on my morning commute.”
  • “Hmmm you seem to think we’re playing truth for a lie.” The blonde didn’t show any hints of anger, but Neil eyed the knife he held over the center console all the same. “Distasteful game. Very one-sided.”
  • Neil rolled his eyes and gripped the steering wheel even harder. The kid was smarter than he originally thought. “I ran away from Arizona. Turns out fathers aren’t all they’re cracked up to be.” Maybe he could give away half-truths and hope for the best.
  • He watched as the blonde digested this information. He didn’t know how long their game would last, but he knew that this car ride wouldn’t end very well. He eyed his duffel bag, tucked away next to the gas pedal at his feet, his mother’s gun safely hidden underneath piles of carefully folded clothes. 
  • “Duly noted. Your turn.” The kid motioned with his knife for Neil to continue the game.
  • “Name?”
  • “Andrew. Yours?”
  • “Neil.”
  • “Either you’re used to switching names or you’re actually telling the truth.” Andrew mused while he adjusted the air conditioning.
  • “Glad that I can maintain your faith in humanity.” Neil quipped, swatting Andrew’s hand away from the dial and turning it back the way he had it. “Jail or mental hospital?”
  • “Neither. Juvie.”
  • Neil considered the blonde beside him. He really didn’t know what type of crimes warranted juvie over actual jail, but kidnapping an unsuspecting teenager at a gas station was probably up there on the list of federal offenses.
  • “Got any family left?”
  • Neil suddenly craved a cigarette. “Some. No siblings. You?”
  • “A twin. It was a recent development in my familial drama, so I wouldn’t delve too deep.”
  • Neil wasn’t planning on it.
  • They went on like that for about 30 miles, Neil giving Andrew half-truths about his past and his time in Millport, and Andrew hinting very sarcastically about a less than satisfactory time in juvie. Neil took every other exit on the highway, winding them through dilapidated towns with no real destination in mind. It was a learned behavior, but it came in handy in cases like these.
  • Narrator: it was at this point that @minyavd had @minyardfluff read the headcanon to decide how to end it.
  • Narrator: she did not, in fact, end it