how he came into the world

“...This My Girl, No One Else’s”

Requested by an anon. I hope you enjoy. I love Min Sik, guys. Look at this cutie. A WHOLE SNACK!

Originally posted by streetrapshit

“How am I going to do this? Do you think now is a good time?” Min Sik asked quickly.

He wanted to come clean. It was killing him just to hide you out of the public eye. He loved you too much to not let the world know he was taken. He wanted to spoil you and let the world watch as he showered you in gifts he could get with that rapper money of his. You were his most prized possession and he wanted to show you off as his, and not anyone else’s. You couldn’t blame him. You came from a rough background and all he wanted was to give you a good life. 

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Number 23 - Connor Brown

THE GINGER AGAIN :)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon:  6&23 with Connor brown?

here is your 23 that you asked for I’m sorry if it’s bad I had no idea how to go about this one But I love the  ginger so much <3

“Do you hate me?”

Originally posted by wonthetrade

When Connor first met Y/n it was at the rink she was there helping out with the world juniors the first thing that came to his mind was she was beautiful and he wanted to talk to her but when ever he tired to she just seemed to give him a quick glance before leaving he didn’t know why. Did he do something to make you not like him did he he maybe offend you in someway and it was driving him crazy all the other guys just told him maybe it was because she was nervous being she really didn’t talk to any of them since she started working here.

“Hey Brownie you there?” asked his friend Zach 

‘yeah just thinking that’s all.”

“Dude I don’t think your getting any where with her she seems to distant her self maybe that’s a sign telling you to leave it alone.” 

“But I don’t want to I don’t know what it is but there’s something about her.”

“nothing to change your mind?”

Connor shock his head as he fished with his skates

Connor was talking to Mitch and Auston when he heard laughing he went to look down the hallway to see who it was but Mitch jumped making Connor look at him 

“why did you just jump Mitch?” asked Connor looking at his friend weirdly

“what I can’t jump that’s a crime?”

“No I was wondering why you jumped that’s all Mitch.”

 Mitch just shrugged  his shoulders before walking away making Connor roll his eyes Auston had fallowed Mitch so Connor went his own way as he went down the hallway he saw Y/N and she was looking at something. Connor walked over and looked over her shoulder to see it was a picture on her phone he couldn’t see what or who it was of since she turned her phone off and jumped away from him 

“Oh my god you scared the crap out of me.”


“Mhmm.” she said before turning away her Y/H/C in a high ponytail wipped around

Connor rolled his eyes 

“Do you hate me?”

she stopped and Connor bit his lip

“Why would you ask that Connor?”

she said and turned around to look at him her arms crossed

“Well you always say on maybe two words when i talk to you than walk awau figured you hate me for some reason.”

She smiled before laughing a bit 

“Don’t hate you Connor you seem like a great guy but i can tell by the way your looking you’re look for more then friendship which i can’t offer you.”

“Oh… that is it that noticeable?”

she laughed “ A little, but I got to do some last check up in the office so uh bye.” she said 

“Wait Y/N.”

she looked back over her shoulder

“Do you think we could try and be friends.”

“If your up to it I would love to be your friend Ginger.”

firehouselight  asked:

Does Rob have a big floppy family, or is he more of a lone noodle? (Or does his species even work like that?)

Rob seems to be a lone noodle for the most part! There are plenty of whatever Andy is, but Rob seems to be on his own in this cold, cruel galaxy???? How has a sleepy blue beanpole managed to survive in this world inhabited only by extremely sharp and dangerous and huge aliens? Nobody’s really sure what his deal is or where he came from.  

some things that happened at the KH Orchestra World Tour opening concert

- the opening song was hikari played to the DDD opening and pretty much everyone was crying by the time it finished

- kh2 dearly beloved was played and kairi’s voice actor came to the stage and spoke about being able to use the keyblade, and how she had become friends with lea and they have nicknames

- just before the second half began, tetsuya nomura started talking over the speakers and everyone was going CRAZY, he revealed the khx union cross trailer then told us to wait until later to see him

- xion’s voice actor came to the stage when vector to the heavens was playing and thanked roxas and axel for everything

- just before ‘Wave of Darkness’ was played, Aqua’s voice actor came to the stage and gave a speech, asking terra and ven to help her

- after passion was played, Nomura, Shimomura, and the va’s came to the stage and gave small speeches

- the finale was played with Yoko Shimomura on piano, and Kaoru Wada conducting with the composer’s keyblade ;__;


“It’s this role that brought us together and the world of ‘Star Trek’ that we shared in common from the beginning, but our friendship evolved very quickly past all that. I would say, by the end of his life, it was only one of many facets of how we connected and how we came to respect and love each other. He was just an incredible guy; I miss him a lot. But I feel like my approach to this film, which was the first one we’ve made without Leonard, was to really just honor him and carry on his legacy as best I can. I thought that Simon and Doug did a wonderful job of involving Leonard in this film and honoring him and making it a part of Spock’s journey. That was important to me and really satisfying. I think that it turned out quite beautifully.” – Zachary Quinto on honoring Leonard Nimoy in ‘Star Trek Beyond’

Some Batdad Headcanons

- When Dick first came to live with him, Bruce purchased a bunch of parent help books. He buys new ones with each kid he adopts, and no matter how much he studies he’s always unprepared for his psychotic children and their antics. 

- Everyone assumes Stephanie is his daughter and every time someone mentions it he and Steph are both thoroughly grossed out by the thought. 

- Damian shows Bruce his drawings sometimes, and every time, much to Damian’s embarrassment, Bruce insists on hanging them on the fridge. 

- The cabinets at Wayne Manor are filled to the brim with World’s Best Dad mugs. 

- Jason owns a Dad’s Little Stinker t-shirt. 

- When they were younger, Bruce used to let his Robins ride on his back if they got tired on patrol. 

- Tim falls asleep in random places when he’s particularly sleep-deprived, and each time Bruce will sigh tiredly before picking him up and carrying him up to his room, planning on drugging his coffee to get him to sleep more often.   

- Once he had to tie Damian to a post when he was misbehaving on patrol. 

- The first time Jason called him “Dad”, (on accident, mind you), he legit cried and hugged him for ten minutes straight. 

- He rarely has a bed to himself because his kids always invade his room at night and insist on sleeping with him. 

- He brags about Tim all the time to his coworkers, and it only got worse after Tim actually started working at Wayne Enterprises. At least once a day Bruce will go to Tim’s office and ask how his “little slugger” is doing. 

- He lets Cass paint his nails and isn’t afraid to leave the nail polish on because he’s so proud of how good of a job she did. Everyone is too intimidated to make fun of him for it.

- Even though he’s in his twenties and has an apartment of his own, Dick will still drive all the way to Gotham and sleep in Bruce’s bed when he has nightmares. 

- Bruce attends every single one of his kids’ graduations and award ceremonies, even the pointless ones that nobody really cares about. He will be there cheering in the front row every time.  

- Bruce was surprised that Barbara gave a Father’s Day gift to him in addition to her own father. 

- He carries around a bunch of pictures of his children in his batbelt and likes showing them to the criminals he arrests. Poison Ivy makes sure he keeps her up to date on how Nightwing is doing, and Two Face loves hearing about Red Robin’s whereabouts.     

Waking Up

waking up w your avenger boo

Bucky: Most of the time you were awoken by Bucky himself shifting around in the bed, and petting the dog who managed to place himself on top of both yours and Bucky’s legs. The Great Dane seemed to think he was a small lap dog, and tended to do whatever was necessary to reach Bucky’s hand that was willing to scratch his ears. The next thing you always took notice of was the creases in your face from having your cheek pressed to his bare shoulder all night. Which also explained how your hair became a tangled mess, and one with Bucky’s long hair. But the overall best thing was Bucky’s sleepy face; hooded eyes, and a smirk that could make your pants fly across the room. Not to mention the raspy, sleepy voice that you adored more than anything. Waking up next to Bucky is the best place to be in the world.

Steve: It seemed like he donned a halo each and every morning that the sun came shining through the window panes of your bedroom. Even on grey mornings, Steve seemed to have an aura about his sleeping body that brought a smile to your face. Every morning you reach out to brush your hands over his cheeks, then place a kiss on his nose before he wakes up only to pull you closer. One thing nobody really knew about him was that his body temperature was so out of whack, so most nights he spent only sleeping in boxers because he was so warm. (Not that you minded one bit) Steve also really enjoyed having the news on in the morning once the both of you were awake, because this way he knew what was going on in the world all while having you in his arms.

Natasha: Since Natasha absolutely despises being sweaty, she “fixed” the thermostat in your room to always be a chilly 65 degrees. So waking up next to her, more like on top of her, is the best part of the day. Both you and Natasha are always bundled up with plush blankets that have been collected from various missions, and presents from over the years. To be honest, your bed could win a competition of the comfiest in the Avengers tower. But waking up next to the Black Widow was incomparable, red hair splayed out on the white pillow case, face scrunched from the dreams she was having. It was rare for you to wake up before her, since Nat’s wake up time was normally about 5 am. But either way, being with Natasha was the greatest time in your life.

Thor: The giant teddy bear you’re lucky enough to call your boyfriend was the best cuddler of all time. No one could ever come close to his soft skin and big arms pulling you to his side. However, Thor always ended up naked in the middle of the night, even if the previous night’s activities weren’t all that crazy. You often climbed on top of him and used his whole body as the bed, because he was honestly the comfiest person ever. He beat the bed’s comfort level by a long shot. If not for his horrible morning breath attacking your nose every damn morning, you would stay sprawled out on him all day. Thor adored seeing your sleepy face every morning, which gained you even more cuddles and kisses.

Bruce: He had developed a habit of scrunching himself into a ball while he slept. Bruce felt secure this way, and small enough to keep his destructive nature contained so he couldn’t hurt anyone. But the truth is, he hated it. He wanted to stay spread out so he could hold you, but his constant inner conflict kept him balled up. You always tried to lay on top him, hoping to keep him in one place for the duration of the night. It never worked, because you always ended up rolling off of him in your sleep. Which then started the chain reaction of him giving in to the reflex and curling up into a ball. It happened every night, without fail. Bruce craved contact with you, though, so he grabbed your hand and held it close to his heart. Waking up every morning without feeling in your hand became regular, because he gripped it in his sleep so unbelievably tight, like he was holding on to you for dear life.

Tony: If Tony is sharing a bed with anyone, there’s a 1000% chance there will be physical contact involved through the entirety of the night. You developed this theory when you had woken up early one morning, with one half of your body almost overheating and the other half cold enough to snap off. Feeling the steady rise and fall of Tony’s chest against your back, you looked over and realized that he had you locked in a bear hug. One of his arms were always tucked around your waist, and the other was underneath your torso, hand gently gripping the side of your stomach. Tony’s embrace is so unbelievably warm, in contrast to the below freezing temperature of his room. It feels like a furnace during the winter, so warm and so comforting. Comforting enough to keep your restlessness at bay until Tony woke up.

Peter: Sometimes when he came home from long missions in the city, he totally forgets to take off the spider-man suit. So this lead to you making sure that Tony upgraded his suit to the most comfortable material, not only on the inside for peter but on the outside as well. It was a gamble every morning on who would be where, since he formed a habit of flying out of the bed. You tried your best to prevent him from going anywhere, mostly by smushing your face into his neck and hooking your arms around his muscular frame. This usually guaranteed that he wouldn’t be flying anywhere, but there were slip ups. Sometimes, though, the placement shifted and he ended up nuzzled into your side. It was your favorite way to wake up, with his unusually warm body pressed against yours. So you loved to wake up with a faceful of warmth, and Peter.

Pietro: Since you were the closest thing Pietro had to a pillow, you always woke up with his head resting somewhere on your body, his hair tickling your skin. It woke you up every morning, without fail. Sometimes, he had planted his face on your chest, and lazily thrown an arm around your torso. Other times, he had his head on your stomach, absentmindedly rubbing small circles everywhere he could reach, the monotony putting him back to sleep. Most times however, Pietro had his head on top of your boobs, talking about how comfortable boobs are while you were lowkey suffocating. There was even one occurrence when he had completely flipped himself over the opposite end of the bed and had placed his head on your thigh. But it didn’t matter where he had ended up, you always cracked a sleepy smile and ran your fingers through his hair until he woke up.

Scott: This man child always woke up at least an hour before you did, there was never a time when he didn’t. You would have thought that he would just get out of bed and let you sleep. But no, he stayed put on his side of the bed and intently studied your face. Scott admired you like you were a piece in an art gallery. His eyes were drawn to the arch of your nose, then to the soft curvature of your cheekbones. You were in such a peaceful state when you were asleep, it was more than just beautiful. Well, to be fair, Scott thought you were beautiful under any circumstances. Sometimes he would just blurt out how pretty you were when heading home from missions, covered in sweat and blood. But there was just something about when your face was reminiscent of the peace that came with sleep that made you glow. When you finally cracked your eyes open, you immediately met his and uttered a raspy ‘good morning’, causing him to smile like a goof.

Loki: Personal space was very important to Loki. It didn’t matter that you had been sharing a bed with him for as long as either of you could remember. If Loki didn’t want physical contact, then that was that. You still were the only exception, however. Every evening, you would climb onto your respective half of the bed and get cozy, and wait for Loki to do the same. You never pressed him into any type of cuddling or anything, because you knew that you would make your way over to his side of the bed eventually. It always happened, and Loki never complained. He tried to keep the fact that he really enjoyed your cuddles a secret, but that was the one thing he couldn’t hide behind the facade. You discovered his “secret” when you woke up one early morning and buried your face in his hair, and pressed into his back. Instead of gently pushing you back to your half of the bed, he reached behind him, grabbed your arm, and brought it over his torso. Nothing could melt your heart more than that.

Clint: For some odd reason, unbeknownst to the two of you, you were both on the same exact sleeping schedule. The two of you became used to being sleepy at the same times, and opening your eyes at the same time as well. Throughout the night, Clint would wrap his arms around you, and you in turn would knit your legs together with his. The two of you would basically become human pretzels all while sleeping. He wanted to be as close to you as possible, and found that entangling his limbs with yours was the best way, without you two literally fusing together. That’s when waking up at the exact same time was good, because you could spend some time giggling and reclaiming limbs without waking the other. Honestly, you two were so enamored with each other it almost made everyone else sick, but you two were as happy as ever.

Wanda: Wanda’s room is undoubtedly the most cute and comfiest room in the whole building. Starting with the fact that it’s always at a perfect seventy degrees. The pillows are memory foam, the blankets are fleece, and Wanda is the perfect size to cuddle. So it was a given that you would sleep together in her room. In the mornings, the only thing that would wake the two of you was Steve’s incessant pestering about training. He would periodically knock on the door, open it and peek his head in, reminding the two of you that ‘you can sleep after practice’. Wanda just groans and cuddles deeper into your side, while you cover your face with another pillow, effectively tuning him out. Mornings with Wanda felt like a dream, because you never felt more peaceful with anyone else.

Draco, 8th year?? He needed to shake the war, and shake himself a bit. He decided to go into muggle London, because why not, everything else in his world was on its head. Then he saw it: the leather jacket. And well, wouldn’t that just piss off his dad, and everyone, and he needed to change. So he bought it. The smoking came along after. First it was after one too many drinks with Zabini. Then it became something that helped to fill the holes in his soul. But no matter how many drags he took, the smoke would always escape.

Until he went back to school. And shit, Harry must have done a double, triple, quadruple take seeing Draco sitting in an archway smoking, in a leather jacket with his hair hanging loosely around his face.

And maybe one day Harry took his Gryffindor courage and sat across from Draco. And Draco would sneer and tell The Chosen One that this wasn’t his Golden Throne, for Merlin sake could Draco just be in peace for once. But Harry wouldn’t leave because Draco’s voice lacked the usual venom. So they sat for a while. Day after day, which soon turned to weeks, and greetings turned to conversations, and insults turned to jokes.

The smoke still couldn’t fill the holes left in his soul, but maybe, just maybe, the small, warm seed of something else growing in his heart could.

And Harry would smile, because he felt it too.


I’ve been thinking a lot about how quickly the Louie side of the fandom adopted Steve Aoki and our complete rejection of James Arthur. And it’s actually startlingly simple: Steve Aoki showed, from the word go, that he genuinely loves and respects Louis Tomlinson. He came in to our lives by flying across the world (skipping winning an award) to perform Just Hold On with Louis to honor Jay. Then he started speaking. And we learned that he’s a great guy. But we never would have cared without his apparent love for Louis.

Contrast this with James Arthur who talked shit about Louis and 1D in the past, who’s made all sorts of problematic statements, and now thinks that a Twitter follow is going to garner the same support. You forgot one thing: we’re elephants with receipts. You don’t get to talk shit and expect us to forget. We wont.

BONUS POINTS to Steve for continually talking about how awesome the fandom is and how any artist would kill for this kind of support. 

Positive story!

this old man came up to me and says “I don’t mean to be personal” so I thought he was gonna ask if I was a boy or a girl because that’s what most people follow that with but he said “how tall are you?” And I said “about 5’ even” because in these shoes it’s true and he leaned in real close and was like “well don’t feel too bad about that cause what I heard, so the story goes, some of the world’s greatest leaders were only 5’ men” and then he smiled and walked away and like ??? That was so pure??? And also it made my day because I didn’t think I looked very masculine today and also there is still some kindness in old people.  I’m pretty sure he was full of shit but still it was a nice thought. He must have seen my resting sad face and leaned over to his wife like “watch this Mildred I’m gonna make this kids day”

He drove like nothing could stop him, the roads beckoned him closer and there was no end.
No end to the long night, the night that started at 2am and inevitably reached the early morning and the sunrise. The night we all drove around high off of teenage rebellion and green. The night we all confessed to each other our fears and our secrets and everything we were told to keep hidden away from the world, from everyone in it, but what ended up stumbling out of our throats into the night air.
That night, I told him how happiness was something temporary for me. Found in moments, and in people, but fading away as quickly as it came. I told him how I coated my face in powders and mascara to feel decent, to feel pretty. How without it looking at myself was a certain type of smothering pain, one I couldn’t explain.
He told me of acceptance. He told me how hard it was for him to come to the conclusion of loving himself, how hard it was for him to truly be okay with himself and everything he was. How his father had left him with bruises and his other relatives had left him with kids they weren’t capable of taking care of, due to their lack of reality lost in other types of powders, ones white and found on streets. He told me loving myself was the only way I would find real happiness, not in moments, but in everyday and in simple things. A permanent happiness rather than a temporary.
In this moment, sometime in the AM, I realized he was right. I couldn’t find happiness in moments, people, materialistic’s, or anything other than myself.
I took his hand and I let him guide me into the light, into the morning.
—  v.m

this all better be fake like i cant believe that silver is actually considering killing flint when all flint has shown him is love and support. he is literally willing to fight and possibly die in order to save madi for him and silver is just “FUCK YOU” like what the hell you’ve got this man that has completely opened up to you, has devoted himself to you, and you’re just gonna turn against him?? this is either all deliberate misguidance or they are literally doing this and using madi as an ‘instrument’ to break the most beautifully developed relationship in the show

  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: iwan rheon is so underrated and underappreciated, he is just such an incredibly skilled actor and he deserves to win every damn award there is. his performance as ramsay bolton was out of this world, he just swooped out of no where and became one of the most hated villains ever because of his top class acting, the way he can make his big icy blue eyes speak when his mouth is silent and the way he brought a slight bit of humanity into ramsay while still being true to his psychopathic character was just stunning, you could see so clearly how ramsay's biggest wish came true when his father gave him the bolton name and you could literally see the sorrow in his eyes and how his hands were shaking when he killed roose, iwan conveys so much with so little, why don't people see what a f*cking great actor this man is honestly

   Headcannon that between the two camps, a “big brother, big sister” system is developed where older demigods can look over and befriend younger demigods, especially new ones who are really confused and scared and just overall intimated by this whole new world. 

   Headcanon that Percy is the leader of this group because he can relate to these new, younger demigods, since after all, he was once a scared, confused, 12 year old after all. Headcanon that Percy typically takes demigods who come from broken homes under his wing.

   Headcanon that the other Seven become really involved in it since they, like Percy can also really relate to this new generation of demigods. Headcanon that each, like Percy favor a certain types of demigods. 

   Annabeth favors the younger ones that are around seven or so, the age she was when she came to Camp-Halfblood. She understands how it feels to be one of the youngest campers and how scary this whole new world is to a little kid, and helps them transition into it.

  Jason favors kids that don’t have a family, and helps them find theirs at Camp, since he knows how terrible it is to grow up without one.

  Piper favors the underrated and campers that find themselves being stereotyped based on who their parent is. She helps them learn that they don’t have to follow the status quo, and that it is not their parent who defines them, but themselves and their actions.

   Frank favors the kids that are insecure and lack confidence, since he, at one time, did as well. He helps them gain confidence in themselves and learn to accept and love themselves as well as not to compare themselves to other demigods.

   Hazel helps out those who feel guilty that they are a demigod and view themselves as a burden to their families. She can relate since that is how she viewed herself in her previous life, and helps them learn that being a demigod does not make them problematic, but instead special.

   Leo always relates best to kids who just like him, may seem happy on the outside, but are sad and hiding their true feelings on the inside. He helps them learn to express those feelings that they are compressing inside, since that is something he wished someone else would have taught him.

   Headcanon that this program is named “Luke’s Big Brother” after Luke Castellan, who was like a big brother to everyone at Camp-Halfblood, at one time.

imagine yixing as an angel.

Originally posted by angel-in-slow-motion

  • hello aaaaangeeeel
  • poor baby didn’t so much fall as he just kinda,,,,,, got lost?
  • like he doesn’t even remember why he came down here in the first place he gets so caught up in the world around him.
  • he’s so enamoured he completely forgets how to find his way back, and in the end he doesn’t really want to.
  • anyway you find him in the trash.
  • that’s right, he’s just chilling naked in a dumpster minding his own business when you come along to scream at him.
  • but it becomes clear pretty soon that he doesn’t understand a word you’re saying, he just looks kinda confused at your tone.
  • that’s when you realise he must be less fortunate than you in some way or another, and since he doesn’t seem aggressive or dangerous and you should probably help him out.
  • so you take him home with you and offer him a bath and some clothes, none of which he understands.
  • like he literally doesn’t understand the concept of clothes.
  • he’s very curious of his surroundings, but doesn’t know his own strength and keeps breaking everything that he picks up to examine.
  • he’s easily startled and doesn’t like loud noises.
  • you decide to let him stay the night, and then you’ll take him to the local police station tomorrow and they can find out where he belongs.
  • but by morning it’s becoming clear that he isn’t what you thought.
  • yixing (that’s what he calls himself) has emptied your entire bookshelf during the night and otherwise also turned your apartment upside down.
  • that morning he knows about a dozen words including “okay”, “here”, “good”, “nice” and “umbrella”.
  • by the end of the day he speaks in full sentences and by the end of the week he speaks almost fluently. 
  • it takes him a little longer to understand clothing tho.
  • eventually you have to give him the bath yourself and it’s a,,,,, bonding experience.
  • i mean you’re getting used to seeing him naked, he mostly wears a blanket around the house, but imagine yixing discovering bubbles for the first time.
  • and being so disappointed when they don’t taste as good as they look.
  • yixing is incredibly intelligent, eager to explore, and he learns very quickly, but he has no real way of explaining to you where he comes from only that he cannot return even if he wanted to and there is no use in trying.
  • and you keep finding feathers everywhere ????? 
  • they all seem to come from the same source and at the end of the week there’s enough for like two birds and you’re getting very confused.
  • like where are they even coming from ????
  • you genuinely thought yixing was an alien until you noticed how he would stroke the wings on pictures of birds he found in your books.
  • he tried to explain that he has a pair just like that and eventually you confront him about the feathers and he’s like “yeah, those are mine.”
  • but you can’t actually see the wings.
  • also rip if you have an instrument in the house and come home to find yixing playing it perfectly, and then he won’t stop for at least three days.
  • and he loves your bed, says it feels “close to home”.
  • eventually you buy him a dictionary and communication gets a lot easier from there on out.
  • in the end yixing would rather stay with you than anything else in the world, and if heaven wants him back they’re gonna have to drag him kicking and screaming over your dead body.
  • meanwhile you just try to keep him out of trouble.
  • he takes good care of you too, considers himself your guardian.
  • he has kinda claimed you as his own, calls you “my human”.
  • everything is new and every discovery is precious to him.
  • and you find new appreciation for life and the world around you while viewing it through his eyes.
  • bless :’)