hope this is what you wanted anon!

BTS Reaction to: Finding out their foreign girlfriend can speak Korean

Anon asked: ”Bts reaction. Their s/o is African American but can speak their language “

Author’s note: Just like with the other request I got yesterday I’ll make it neutral because I want everyone to relate to this and don’t want to write the same request 3 times but for different people. Hope you get what I mean. Gifs aren’t mine. x 

“Hey baby I’m home!” 

He frowned when he didn’t get an answer. That’s weird, you usually always respond immediately. He took his shoes off before going to the kitchen and grabbing himself something to drink. As he walked into the living room he saw you snuggled up underneath a blanket, cup of tea in your hand and an empty bowl of chips next to you. When he turned to the TV he saw that you were watching one of the newest dramas. However, there were no subtitles. The volume was pretty loud. It was almost as if you did that to actually hear what they’re saying. But you don’t understand Korean, right? 

“Jagiya, why are you watching it without subtitles?” 

You took a sip of your tea as you didn’t take your eyes off of the TV while saying, 

“They’re in the way of the screen. I want to be able to see everything that’s happening.” 

“But why would you do that when you don’t understand it?” 

“I do understand it.” 


Originally posted by jjks

It took him a couldn’t of seconds to process what you just told him. Once he realized he grabbed the remote, paused the TV and started yelling. 

“Y/N! You mean we could’ve been speaking Korean this entire time! Why did you let me struggle in English?” 

You laughed at his words as he sat down next to you, still pouting. 

“I wanted to surprise you plus I like hearing you speak English.” 

He smiled at your words as he pulled the blankets over him and snuggled closer to you before continuing watching the series. 


Originally posted by jeonbase

Yoongi have you this exact look as he sat down next to you. Staring at you with an amused expression as you giggled softly. 

“Well that’s great. You couldn’t have told me sooner?” You shook your head ‘no’ as you gave him a kiss on the lips. “It’s quite adorable when you speak English. You sound so soft when you do it.” 

“I’m not soft.” “Yes you are. You’re my softie.” 

He made a disgusted face as he turned away from you. You laughed as you shouted,  “I love you”

He didn’t turn around but you knew he was smiling as he made his way into the kitchen. 


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He shouted, making you laugh. He jumped up and down before he attacked you on the couch. He pinned you down underneath him as he started to tickle your sides. 

“H-Hobi stop!” 

“No! This is your payback for not telling me sooner!”  “I wanted to surprise you!” 

“But when were you going to?” “Soon.” 

He smiled brightly at you before pressing a kiss against your forehead and making himself comfortable on top of you. 

“Hobi, you’re heavy!” 

He laughed as he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. 


Originally posted by yoonseok

He’d be surprised but also a little upset that you didn’t tell him sooner. Sure he had no problem talking English with you since he’s fluent but he felt a bit more comfortable speaking in Korean since that’s his first language. If he would have known that you speak Korean too he wouldn’t have to translate a lot of things before saying it to you for example. 

“Joonie, are you mad I didn’t tell you sooner?” 

“No I’m not mad baby it would have just made things easier if you’d told me.” 

“I’m sorry.” 

He pressed a kiss against your lips as he sat down next to you. “Don’t be sorry baby. I like that you can speak Korean.” 


Originally posted by parkjmzl

“Aish Jagiya! Why did you do this to me?” 

You laughed at his behavior as you got up from the couch to give him a hug. Jimin buried his face in the crook of your neck as he wrapped his arms around you in return. 

“No I’m just kidding baby. I really appreciate that you learned Korean jagi.” 

“I learned it a couple of years ago and turns out it came out handy.” 

He chuckled as he slid his cold hands underneath your shirt, making you squeal. 

“Oh my god Jimin that’s so cold!” “Payback for not telling me.” 


Originally posted by rapmini

“You’ve been lying to me? Jagiya why would you do that to me?” 

You rolled your eyes as you looked up to him from your position on the couch.Your arms were crossed as you looked at him with an amused expression.  

“You done being dramatic?” 

He instantly flashed you his signature boxy smile as he embraced you tightly, smiling against the skin on your neck as he held you. 

“Yeah I’m done being dramatic. I like this a lot Y/N. We can have so much fun together now!” 


Originally posted by parkjiminer

Jungkook wouldn’t even question it. He’d just sit down next to you and pull the blankets over him before snuggled up to you. You’d frown when you saw him intensely watching the screen. Why didn’t he even bother asking why you spoke Korean? Maybe he didn’t even notice. 

“Jungkook, aren’t you gonna ask why I can understand Korean?” 

“Nah, I know you are full of surprises Y/N.” 

You chuckled at his words as you wrapped your arms around his waist. 

anonymous asked:

do you think louis might give up after his album is out? If it's frustrating to us, it's probably killing him, I hope he sees a light at the end of the tunnel to make him see that his dream is worth fighting for.

Hey there Anon,

No. I do not believe Louis might give up. At any time. 

Why? He’s a fighter. He has a mighty heart and an inimitable spirit. The fight may not be fair. His opponents may be crooked. He may have his hands tied. But he’ll keep getting up every time he hits the canvas.

Remember - “It’s not over ‘til it’s all been said
‪It’s not over 'til your dying breath
‪So what do you want them to say when you’re gone?‬
‪That you gave up or that you kept going on?‬”

Our job is to stand with him. For him. Keep faith 💙

anonymous asked:

Prompt: the scene where Robert comes downstairs after the trail and chas says “yes Robert u stayed over” I want to know what happened the night before?

“You want to go back inside?” He’s still got his arm around Aaron, they’re still standing outside the back of the pub, the air around them cooling rapidly now the sun has lowered in the sky.

Aaron shakes his head and wipes his eyes once more. “Only so many pitying looks I can take.” Robert had noticed him getting more and more uncomfortable, it’s why he suggested they come out here after all. He could see why Aaron thought people pitied him but Robert knew it wasn’t that, people just didn’t know what to say.

“No one pities you. We’re just proud of you and glad it went the way it did. You want to go somewhere else then?” Another shake of the head.

“I wanted to ask you something. You don’t have to say yes just because…”

“I can’t say anything unless you ask me.” He lets out a little chuckle as Aaron huffs in frustration. “There isn’t much I’d say no to for you, and you know it.”

“You do know how annoying you are, don’t you?”

“You have mentioned it once or twice.” He takes another sip of his beer, waiting for Aaron to speak. “Well go on then?”

“I don’t really…would you…fuck sake.” Robert can hear the annoyance at himself and holds him closer,

“Aaron, whatever it is can’t be that bad. You can talk to me, you know that.”

“Will you stay over tonight…with me?” He shifts, causing Aaron to move away and all he can do is try and hold onto his arm, knows he’s took the hesitation the wrong way. “Not for…I don’t want to be on my own.”

“Come here.” Aaron come back into his arms easily, head resting on his shoulder. “Of course I’ll stay, for as long as you want. You look tired.” It’s still early but something tells him Aaron hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in weeks if not longer.

They don’t go back through to the front of the pub, instead they head upstairs. Robert washes the day away letting Aaron get changed in private, not wanting to overstep, not wanting to mess it up. When he goes back to the bedroom Aaron’s already sat up in bed, half heartedly flicking through a magazine. Robert slips off his shoes and goes to sit on the bed when Aaron stops him.

“You can borrow some joggers and that in the drawer if you want. Hardly comfortable sleeping in jeans.”

“I’ve done worse.”

“Robert don’t be a prat. I’m not made of glass, I won’t break if you change your clothes.” He shakes his head with a smile, that’s more like his Aaron. He quickly gets changed and climbs under the duvet next to Aaron.

“You want to talk or…” He’s not used to this, the past has been full of snatched moments, worried about being caught, and now there’s none of that it feels strange.

“I’ve done enough talking to last me a lifetime. I know I’ve said it, but, thank you.” He throws the magazine to the floor and rolls onto his side to face Robert. “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.”

“Don’t. This was all you Aaron, you had the courage to do it.”

“Yeah well. I don’t want to think about any of it, for tonight at least.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do. So, film or sleep?” Not that he thinks he’ll sleep because there’s so much whirling around his brain, but Aaron looks like he needs it.

“Mmm, film. You pick.”


When Robert wakes up the bed is empty. Checking his phone he sees it’s gone nine and he groans. Part of him had hoped to leave before Chas was about. Not because he’s embarrassed or doesn’t want to be seen but despite everything they still haven’t really discussed where they are with everything and he knows Chas well enough that she won’t keep her opinions to herself.

He would have been awake earlier, but he’d lain awake most of the night, keeping watch as Aaron slept. They’d started off on separate sides of the bed but somehow in his sleep Aaron had sought him out and ended up in his arms and Robert was quite happy to hold him, especially if it kept any nightmares away. Whether it was him or exhaustion, he didn’t know, but Aaron didn’t wake up once. Sleep must have claimed him at some point but it couldn’t have been for long judging by the grittiness of his eyes as he made his way to the bathroom.

Feeling slightly more human he gets dressed, half stumbling down the stairs, the murmur of voices only reaching him as he gets to the doorway, still buttoning his shirt. Aaron’s tucking into his cereal, phone to his ear and oh, there’s Chas, cup in hand, grin all over her face.

“Yes, Robert, you stayed over.”

anonymous asked:

Asgore 💋🌠🐯👪 (I hope you can understand what I mean)

Father Sun

In the beginning, there was nothing but darkness.

Earth, if you could call it that, housed countless of nightmarish beasts. Their bodies shrouded in shadows, their hunger for blood unending.

Humanity, damned to live amongst the beasts, tried countless of times to defeat them.

They failed. They failed, horribly.

Numbers of people died at the claws of the beasts. Hope, like humanity, was fading quickly.

All seemed lost until he came.

First off, I hope you like it, Anon. If you were wondering, I didn’t want this post to be really long. I’ll post the other drawings soon after this. So, don’t worry I’m doing them! I also love how you sent me the modern version of hieroglyphics.

Secondly, I have been wanting to do something like this for a while now! Hence the little piece of writing there. SO, if anyone would like to see other UT characters like this, send me their name and a shooting star emoji🌠! I’ll gladly draw it!


A/N: In response to an anonymous ask: “Hi! I saw your post about requests for the punisher! I was wondering if you could do a Billy Russo imagine where him and reader are high school sweethearts and someone is stalking her and she goes to Billy maybe when hes working at Anvil and is so scared and he gets mad bc doesnt want her to ever be in danger.”

Here you are, anon. I hope you like it!

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Word Count: 1400

Warnings: none

Billy sat at the large desk in his office, clicking through new-hire prospects on his computer when his desk phone beeped. Absently, he reached over and pressed the answer button, turning on the video feed so he could see his secretary a few floors down at her desk. “What is it?”

“Mr. Russo? You have someone here to see you.”

“Tell them I’m busy.” He hung up, tapping his pen against a folder as he thought about his options for a new trainer at Anvil.

A few seconds later, the phone beeped again. “Pamela, do I need to have someone else come down there and do your job for you?”

“No, sir, it’s just,” she held the phone closer whispering as she looked over at you nervously. “She’s demanding to see you.” She pressed a button on the network phone, flipping the camera view so he could see what was in front of her. You were pacing between the front door and the main desk, looking around frantically, and making suspicious glances out the big glass doors. “Should I get security down here?”

“Well, I’ll be damned.” He smirked.

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I just want to let one thing out, for the past year some of you nasty children have been sending me and some other people some of the worst messages you could send someone. I can’t count on my two hands how many times this person has sent me messages saying I should die or hopes I die.

For the past year, you’ve checked my blog 803 times. You’ve sent me countless rude and frankly deplorable anons.

And for what? Because I didn’t think Jen and Darren were real? That I thought Darren was an asshole? That I thought they were using their very public relationship to promote this movie? 

I hope one day, when you age a little bit that look back at this and just realize how terrible this behavior is. I have a tumblr blog, you have the choice of not visiting it if it irritates you. You have the choice to not send messages hoping someone dies. 

And for what? You think Jen would thank you for your behavior?

But here’s the thing, this is nearly done now. We get through award season and hopefully this breakup releases you from obsessively checking in on what I have to say. 

And I wish you well.

And to all the one or two other nasty children out there, was it worth it? Did you get what you wanted? Did blocking people from viewing a source blog make you feel better? Did making several empty blogs to try and befriend me and then turn around and lash out help with how you are feeling?

No? Cool. Now leave me alone.

Is There Somewhere: A Kol Mikaelson Imagine

Request from Anon: Ik this isn’t on the album but can you the do the song is there somewhere? With like the reader being the girl on the side while kol and Davina are dating ? Xxx

So, I know I said my general requests are closed at the moment and that I’m only taking requests for Badlands, but with this I made my only exception because it is a Halsey song (which I happen to adore, and couldn’t resist writing). Also, dear anon, when you refer to girl on the side, I’m assuming that you meant like Kol was having an affair (not that I condone cheating in anyway), so I’m sorry if I got that wrong. Anyway, I hope this is okay for you, enjoy x 

You were dancing in your tube socks in our hotel room
Flashing those eyes like highway signs

There used to be a time in Kol Mikaelson’s life when he knew what he wanted. Whether it be blood, revenge, a woman, he always knew what it was and how to get it. 

Up until now. Up until the point where he was torn between two different women. Those being Davina, his loving girlfriend who had resurrected him for the second time, and Y/N, who was, well, she was something else. 

He visited her when he could, meeting up with her in the same dingy motel room just outside of New Orleans. It was these times that he cherished, times that he spent with her. Just her. 

He’d watch as she’d get so drunk, she’d just about remember her own name. She’d lose all her inhibitions then, and Kol envied how free she must have felt. How she had no ties, nothing to hold her down. It would cause him to smile as she danced to the sound of silence, her eyes lighting up as she looked at him before pulling him up so he could join her. 

Two bodies. Two souls. Together.

Light one up and hand it over, rest your head upon my shoulder
I just wanna feel your lips against my skin

Of course, Y/N knew what Kol was. She’d known from the moment she met him. But she wasn’t the type to shy away from danger, especially when it surrounded a perfect gentleman like him. 

She knew about Davina too, and when their relationship had started, she’d told Kol that she didn’t care; she didn’t mind being the girl on the side. And she didn’t. At least, she thought she didn’t.

His head was against her shoulder as they sat on the balcony; it wasn’t an unusual place to find them, it was just their spot, a place where they could really appreciate each other’s company. He passed her a cigarette, a habit he had scolded at first, but now knew better. 

It gave her time to think about maybe she wasn’t okay with it all. Maybe she wanted more with him. Maybe she wanted what Davina had; his adoring words, his lips on her skin, his entire being. 

She wanted him.

White sheets, bright lights, crooked teeth, and the night life
You told me this is right where it begins

“We could be something, you know?”, she said to him one night. They were lying in bed together, her having been close to passing out from her state of intoxication. It wasn’t the first time she had suggested something like this, nor would it be the last. 

Kol blamed the alcohol, finding it both hard to believe that someone like her could want someone like him, and refusing to acknowledge his own feelings. If he acknowledged them, he’d have to make a choice. 

He’d have to face up to his crimes. He’d become an expert at that throughout his one thousand years. 

But he let her continue, under the impression that she wouldn’t remember in the morning. 

“I’m serious, Kol. This could be the beginning of some epic story. One of those ones they tell on people’s wedding days. And- and it’ll be funny looking back on it because no doubt Klaus will put his own little spin on it and Elijah will scold him and I’ll start blushing and you’ll, you’ll kiss me and, and-”

He kissed her to stop her breaking his heart anymore than she already did.

But your lips hang heavy underneath me
And I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me

Whenever Kol kissed her, Y/N felt dizzy. She felt as if, in that moment, they were the only two in the world. There wasn’t the stress of his family, there was no Davina. It was just them. 

The two of them against the world. She refrained from telling him so, knowing that it had been said to him before by a different girl. No, by his girlfriend. 

That wasn’t her. 

The more she reminded herself of that, the more his kisses felt false. She knew they weren’t, she knew he meant them, but that was the way things were. She knew that back home, he returned to a life where she didn’t exist, where Davina was his everything. 

So, she promised herself she wouldn’t fall in love with him.

I’m trying not to let it show, that I don’t want to let this go
Is there somewhere you can meet me?

It was on a separate weekend that Kol realised just how much he depended on Y/N. She’d called, something she only did when there was an emergency, for the idea of being found out was just too complicated even to think about, telling him that she couldn’t make it. 

She needed time to think things through, apparently. 

When he hung up, the Original felt his heart sink and his mind wander. He’d almost pleaded with her, almost begged her to find time to meet him. It was the first time he’d shown any sense of desperation around her, and then he knew that he didn’t want to let her go. 

But he didn’t want to let Davina go either. 

And then, of course, Y/N had shown up in New Orleans.

‘Cause I clutched your arms like stairway railings
And you clutched my brain and eased my ailing

She saw him across the room as he walked in the door, holding hands with the brunette she could only assume was Davina. She felt a sense of smug satisfaction as he spotted her, his eyes widening in shock. 

Downing the shot in front of her, she began to march towards him, staggering slightly in her inebriated state. It had been a bold decision, she knew that, but she needed him to know. 

She needed him to know how she really felt. How she’d broken her promise to herself. All because of him. 

When she was inches from him, Davina having been sent to buy drinks for the two, she stumbled forward, grabbing his arms for support. 

“Please, not here”, he whispered to her, his breath caressing her skin. 

His words made everything come into focus.

You’re writing lines about me; romantic poetry
Your girl’s got red in her cheeks, 'cause we’re something she can’t see

Davina came over when she saw her boyfriend talking to this strange drunken woman, curiosity brimming. 

“Who’s this?”

Kol froze, not quite sure what to do. It was a situation he had never imagined, the two meeting. He had to admit that he was scared, knowing that Y/N had the power to ruin everything in a few words. He saw Davina’s eyes flit back and forth between the two of them, not seeing the obvious chemistry that was there. 

“I’m no-one. I thought you’re lovely boyfriend here was someone I knew. Sorry.”

She turned to him. 


With a sigh of relief and pain in his heart, Kol matched Y/N’s own half-smile before she left.

And I try to refrain but you’re stuck in my brain
And all I do is cry and complain because second’s not the same

When she returned home, Y/N collapsed onto her bed, tears staining her cheeks. No matter how hard she tried, she was unable to get Kol Mikaelson out of her head. He was the first thing she thought of when she woke up, the last thing she saw when she fell asleep. 

Even then he was in her dreams, haunting her. 

It was the first time she had really missed him. The first time she had wanted him. The first time she had wanted to claim that he was hers. The rage she’d felt looking at him alongside Davina was unimaginable. 

She hated that a fling, a stupid affair, had turned into this. 

So this was what it was to be heartbroken.

I’m sorry but I fell in love tonight
I didn’t mean to fall in love tonight

Kol couldn’t focus on his date with Davina. All he could think of was Y/N, all he could see was her face when she realised what she was doing, all he could hear was her voice as it broke slightly when she apologised. 

Apologised for what? For being there when she wasn’t supposed to? For almost ruining it all?

For- he couldn’t believe he was letting himself think this, she was just supposed to be a fling after all- for being in love with him?

He didn’t sleep that night. He lay there, staring at the ceiling, watching the image of her swim before his eyes. He hadn’t meant for any of this to happen. But it had, and he couldn’t change it. 

So he got in his car and drove. 

You’re looking like you fell in love tonight
Could we pretend that we’re in love?

Y/N hadn’t expected a knock at the door. She didn’t get guests, nor was she in the mood for them. But whoever it was, was obviously not giving up. 

Looking out the window, she saw a car she recognised. Kol. She let herself think, only for a moment, that he was here to tell her that he’d ended things with Davina. She knew that that was only a fantasy. 

He was probably there to break things off. For good. 

She looked through the peep hole of her door, aiming to get a glimpse of him before she never saw him again. He had a look about him that suggested that he wasn’t angry. It was a look that screamed urgency, anxiety, nerves. 

It told her that maybe her fantasy wasn’t such a fantasy after all. So, she opened the door, and saw that she was right. And even if she wasn’t, surely it wouldn’t hurt to pretend?


A small half-smile appeared on his face, matching the loving look in his eyes. 



All I want for Christmas (Evan Hansen X Reader)

Tag list(hmu to be added): @unicorn-anon , @sams-in-the-trashbin , @diamond-anon , @the-daisy-anon , @robot-anon (hope this is right,,)

Summary: When the Secret Santa game rolls around again, you don’t know what to get Evan. Well, didn’t, once Jared shared a bit of information you finally got one hell of an idea.


Secret Santa: a true tradition within the squad. Every year, Jared would bring round what you would call the ‘ceremonial hat’. Within the hat there were pieces of paper with every ones name on: You, Connor, Jared, Zoe, Alana and Evan. Whichever name you picked out you would give a present to. This year fate had chosen that you’d be Evan’s secret Santa, at first you thought you had this in the bag. Just get him a plant. But alas, it wasn’t so simple, a plant would be a bad gift (despite Evan loving plants) and you were too good of a friend to give a bad gift. The time you had realised this was when you were hanging out with Connor, Zoe and Alana, and Jared. Evan was at a therapy session so he wasn’t able to come, this was unfortunate, but also lucky for you.

“I need idea’s on what to get Evan.” You say bluntly, rolling an empty beer can across the floor. Connor decides to give some 'help’.

“Get him a plant.” He states, his eyes slightly red due to marijuana, you sigh.

“Thought of that already.”

“Evan has a crush on you if that helps.” Jared says, shrugging his shoulders. The comment wasn’t extremely helpful but you could have fun with that, right?

You’d never say it out loud, but you did sort of also like Evan. Maybe that’s where your new idea stemmed from. Perhaps your present could be you confessing to Evan? Sure, it was stupid but it could work… you’d just need a big box. You could jump out of it and confess..

“That’s a great idea..!” You mumble, throwing your idea notes in the bin.

At the time, it seemed great, but now that you were sat in a box that Zoe and Alana had attempted to seal, it didn’t seem so great. There was no backing out now, you hadn’t anything to give Evan, plus he’d be joining the crew at Jared any minute now for the gift exchange. The box was a small space to sit in, it was small too, that’s not the best combination. You were on the verge of wanting to cancel this, that was until your heard the door click and someone enter. Everyone was here. The exchange was going smoothly, upon Evan asking the question of 'where’s y/n’ he’d get the reply of a shrug and 'they’ll be here later’. This made you smile, the fact that Evan cared as to why you hadn’t arrived. Ten minutes had gone by; it was Evan’s turn to open his gift. A bit of light made its way into the box, it was opening. You smile, as the box opens you begin to stand up. You were wearing pretty much all red, your outfit just had to match your little Santa headband/hat thing! At first Evan seemed confused, then he was blushing. Whether it was good or bad you couldn’t tell, but here’s one thing, you didn’t stop. You smirk and untangle the tinsel that was around your neck. You wrap it around Evans waist and pull it closer, in a panicked moment of embarrassment, Evan kisses you. It’s was like this for a while, it only stopped when there was a hushed whisper of,

“So would saying 'y/n and Evan sitting in a tree’ ruin the mood?”

Jared fucking Kleiman.

anonymous asked:

Gef, I know you can understand me. I happened upon an acquaintance of mine from university who told me that she had a baby, and I had to congratulate her on that while what I actually wanted to say was "Oh, my condolences"...

I burst out laughing in bed when I read this this morning. You have my number, anon. Yes, I absolutely understand you. I’m very much a childless by choice kind of person. I respect people that want to have families because no doubt it can be extremely fulfilling and meaningful in their lives. That’s wonderful. I, however, am not into it and you, anon, are on the same page. I hope your acquaintance will be super happy with her sleepless nights, no free time, and much less money for the next 18-30 years. You and me, anon, let’s go have three drinks on a Wednesday night and Uber home at whatever time we want to. /high five

anonymous asked:

“i just can’t get enough of you.” and/or “i love the way you moan my name.” for noct~? - Cutie-Anon <3

A/N: Cutie-Anon! ♥ Oh dear, so you want Noctis to make you feel like he desires you more than anything on Eos? Even sleeping?!

 …. I will do what I can for you love! Hope you like it!

[ And this is where I discovered that I’m getting more comfortable writing smut. Uh oh…. >3 ]

Tagging: @blossattic@momokitty27@major-artery@kayterschmater​ 

You blinked in surprise as he took your hand, and pulled you along, running down one of the corridors of the citadel.

“N-Noct, wait!”

“C’mon hurry!”

You blinked as he pulled you along, running as fast as you could, glancing back once to see that Ignis had stepped into the hallway, but instead of pursuing you, just heaved a sigh, and pushed his glasses up his nose.

You were confused to say the least!

“N-Noct! Where are we going?!”

He didn’t say a word as he pulled you around a corner into a room, shutting the door and locking it behind you. The room was dark, save for the bit of moonlight that played in through the window. Panting softly from your sudden run you blinked, trying to adjust to the dark.


You found yourself suddenly pressed up against the door, his mouth on yours. You moaned out in surprise as his hands moved along your body, finding their way under your shirt. You shivered and squirmed in surprise at the feeling of his cold fingers sliding up your back.

You were left panting still when he broke the kiss, only to latch his lips onto the side of your neck, and work his hands into the waistband of your pants, undoing the button swiftly. You gasped and moaned softly as his hand worked past your panties and found your folds, already slightly slick. He lifted his head, groaning softly.

“You got this wet just from me kissing you?!”

You opened your mouth to protest only to give off a strangled moan instead as he slipped a finger between them, seeking out that sensitive nub, and when he found it, he inhaled sharply, then groaned as he let his lips trail up your neck and back to your ear.

“I just want–”

You gasped hearing footsteps in the hallway, as he held his breath, the two of you freezing and holding perfectly still, your hand moved down to latch onto his wrist only to feel his fingers move over your clit.



You felt him grin against the shell of your ear, as the soft wet sound of his finger sliding over your clit started to fill the room, before he whispered softly into it. “Mmn, I just can’t get enough of you…”

You bit your lower lip, and whimpered softly, screwing your eyes shut to try to keep yourself from crying out. When the footsteps moved farther away, you gasped and moaned his name softly.


You felt him grind a little against your thigh as he groaned softly into your ear. “Oh gods, how I love the way you moan my name...”

headcanons || billy being nice

requested by: anon

A/N: i dunno if this is what you wanted or not but i hope it is :) message me if not

  • k so billy’s niceness doesn’t really show too much
    • i mean not saying he’s a dick to you
    • just he doesn’t go the extra mile
    • usually
  • once in a while he’ll get you a rose
    • or maybe your favorite candy
    • and his gifts to you for holidays or your birthday are really thoughtful
  • there was this one day though
    • he’s in a fight with some dude that supposedly hit on you
    • turned out some dude just told him that to get him to beat him up
    • but billy didn’t know that
    • so he’s punching and punching and you finally get to the scene
    • you try to stop billy from throwing his next punch
    • he ends up elbowing your eye
    • which huRTS
    • and i mean that definitely got him to stop punching
    • “jesus, shit, i’m really sorry”
    • you just sigh
    • he gets you ice and stuff and he ends up with a month of detention
    • but he checks up on you every day after that until it heals
    • “look Y/N i’m really sorry”
    • “i know, i know”
    • he buys you like every one of your favorite candies
    • gets you tickets to that movie you really wanted to see
    • “billy really i’m fine”
    • “i fucked up bad, though”
  • there are other things that he’s done, too
    • like the time he got you tickets to your favorite band’s concert
      • you were in the 12th row
      • he broke all his cash for that
    • he’s also given you his jacket when you were cold
      • sometimes it takes him a while to give it up, though
    • sometimes he leaves notes in your locker
      • some of them are really sweet, and some of them are like “meet me in the bathroom” so you can make out
    • but he means well
    • he always does
    • with you at least
The only way... - Jake x MC fanfic

Summary: Jake know the only way to make Taylor forget about him is… to fake his own death. He’d still be a wanted man, and would have to clear his name, and it would be too dangerous life. He refused to pull Taylor into this mess, and gets some help from an old friend.
Will Taylor be able to move on? And will he?

Author’s note: Beware!! Angst ahead!
I got an idea about a Jake and Mc piece, and then remembered I got an anon request about them. I realize that that’s probably not what the anon meant, but since I already got the inspiration, and the anon didn’t specify a specific request/prompt, I went ahead and wrote it! Hope you’ll enjoy, even though it broke my heart as I wrote it. 

Originally posted by virgo-man

“You want me to… what?!” Mike questioned eagerly, confused and protesting.
“I want you to attack me, but like- Fake attack me-” Jake tried explaining, before getting interrupted by Mike.
“Look, pal, I know life can be hard, but we can make it! We’re nearly done with the plane, and then we could get back home!” Mike started giving him a pep-talk.
“What? No…” Jake burst into laughter, shaking his head.
Mike was about to protest again when Jake started explaining.
“Listen, I love my princess. That girl, Taylor.” Jake noted, Mike nodded, remembering the girl who helped saving him. Well, actually - she did most of the job. He was grateful to her and couldn’t be happier for his best friend - Jake.
“I’m happy for you, brother. But what does that have to do with anything? With wanting me to attack you?” Mike still looked puzzled.
“Fake attack me! Fake!!” Jake empathized, knowing Mike’s mind wasn’t at all what it used to be, and there were things they still needed to work on.
“It has everything to do with it, actually.” He added, after he calmed for a bit.

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anonymous asked:

hey, hi. it'd be too long to tell you the secrets i'd want to share. so, instead, i want to tell you that i appreciate what you do for all the anons here, you're like mama bear to all of them, giving advice to those who probably don't get many irl. i love and appreciate you and i hope something good comes your way very soon. :)

You’re very, very sweet and kind to say this <3 Thank you so much and I hope you know I’m always here if you need a friendly ear *hugs you tightly* <3

anonymous asked:

Should I start reading the manga? Do you know where the second season left off or should I start from the beginning? Also do you have a certain place you read them at? Thanks!

Hmmmmmmm tough question, I’d definitely be on team read the manga! But I understand that not everyone enjoys consuming action scenes that way, so no pressure!

I started reading at the point where the anime ended because I just wanted to know what the hell everyone was talking about. This point now is chapter 70 (but you can go back to 69 if you want to see an awesome panel of Mr Hands Man) 

 Once you’ve caught up then you can go back to the start and take your time enjoying the panels (I love the background expressions, especially in classroom scenes!) 

The good thing with the BNHA anime is that it’s pretty faithful to the manga, so it’s not like other series where you’ll pick up at the anime drop off point and not understand a thing.

I read the manga at http://ww2.readmha.com/  and buy the volumes in English (when they’re released, which is ridiculously slow). I know some people have issues with the translation, but I find it pretty good for a fan translation :) 

anonymous asked:

You might have answered this already but any ideas on what the 100th episode could be about?

Hi Anon!

I haven’t been asked this one.  

I have a few ideas but will want to wait and narrow things down further once the season gets going.  

Mo said in a recent interview:   The goal will be the recognition of our own mythology we’ve developed over the past five seasons.  When we first started, people were hoping, or expecting us, it to be something that was directly tied to the movies.  I feel like over the course of the years, we’ve solidly created our own world, with our own characters that have merit.  If anything, the story for our 100th will definitely be a way of celebrating that.

While Jeph said:   “Look, this is not going to come as a surprise to anyone that’s ever seen a 100th episode, that there will be a significant event. That’s all I can tell you. They gotta get home from space!”

Colo’s Tweet that came out as I was working on this:   Filming something special @Marvel #AgentsofSHIELD 100th Episode

I love Mo’s quote because that is exactly what I was hoping for the 100th, that it celebrates the show and world they’ve built out and focuses on the characters I’ve come to love.  Its not that I don’t like the Avengers, but I don’t need them stealing  the regular characters thunder if you will.   

The other trick is they’ll want the Episode to also work into the current season/story.  They’ve likely just gotten back to earth, the threat from Space is here or coming, and Shield is pretty much back to square one.

Here is my pile of EARLY options I can see happening and will start to eliminate or even add as spoilers and the story permit.

Familiar Faces Return:

  • Koenig’s
  • Hunter 
  • Talbot
  • Piper
  • Blake
  • Mike
  • Hall
  • Weaver
  • Robbie
  • If they go with Flashbacks its a way to bring back even more familiar faces that we’ve lost.

Past Stories/Arcs Come Back In Play:

  • Gravitonium
  • GH-325/Tahiti
  • Deathlock Program
  • Shield/SSR History
  • Inhuman origins/Original Kree Experiment
    • The Temple
  • The Toolbox
  • Some OT6 Feels

Misc Items:

  • Daisy taking a rather large step towards the Directorship, there is a very iconic moment for Quake, or both…both is good.  
    • Some nice Daisy/Coulson moments.
  • Fitzsimmons have a really big moment as well.  I have my eye on a significant move forward in their relationship.  Also some quality Fitzsimmonsing in the lab.  My fantasy is engagement or wedding but as is my motto this season am managing my expectations.
  • A really strong tie to Coulson and his history with Shield  
  • Nice Mackelena moment and maybe Elena also has a major comic book kind of moment.
  • Nice Philinda moment be more of a partnership/team up or romantic.
  • Moments that fans have been waiting and the show has been building 5 seasons too.
  • Lots of action and amazing stunts.

Also each season they always like to do at least one episode that is really outside the box/special.  Season 3′s 4722 Hours and Spacetime….Season 4′s Deals with Our Devils and Self Control.  I’m guessing the 100th will also get that kind of treatment and they will do something super special and different to help it stand out even more.  

Finally I wouldn’t be surprised if it weren’t centered around some sort of major event as set up/reason to bring all the pieces and everyone together.