how sweet are you saying 'i could help!'

anonymous asked:

I just stayed up till 3am to finish this comic and it's so amazing I couldn't stop! I cried so hard during the anxiety attack scene it was so real and not sugar coated, your art is amazing! I really didn't expect this comic to be so relevant to my life but I feel like reading this comic has made me realise a lot of things about my life and I just wanted to say thank you so much :) this comic is wonderful and sweet I'm so happy I found it

Thank you so much for reading! 💕 I’m glad that it could help you in that way…I just told another anon too how I find working on it therapeutic, and it actually helped me accept things about myself, so I just think it’s cool that others can relate to that same feeling that I get while writing it.

Thank you so much again!! 😊💖


This is sorta lame and cheesy, but it’s basically just a fluffy Imagine about Tom being a cute boyfriend and taking care of his drunk girlfriend💗
Author’s Note: This is a oneshot inspired by sorta me? My mom had a party and made a ton of mixed drinks, and because I’m a dumb baby that never drinks, I forgot that vodka literally punches you in a face when you drink too much of it? Anyways, I got drunk and ended up crying to one of my cousins for about 40 minutes about all the reasons why I love Tom? Apparently, I’m even more cheesy and sentimental drunk than I am sober, who knew lol?

She giggled to herself, ankles knocking into each other as she braced herself on the door of her apartment. She was absolutely, completely, and undeniably smashed. Truly, she couldn’t even remember how she’d gotten this way, but then again, she could barely recall her uber ride home.
Her hands kept shaking and she couldn’t find the correct key to fit itself into the doorknob. At this rate, she’d be out all night.
Tom paused the film he was watching and glanced back towards the front door. He was pretty sure that he could hear someone out there, but it was probably just their neighbor’s being noisy. Allowing the film to regain his full attention, he did his best to ignore the strange sounds outside, until he heard something that replicated her giggle.
His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. She was supposed to be at a sleepover with her best friends, not coming home at one in the morning? Tom got up and made his way over to the window by the door. Peeking out, he saw that the giggle outside indeed belonged to her, and she appeared to be struggling hugely with the task of opening the door.
Quickly crossing to help her inside, Tom yanked open the door and barely had time to catch her as she crashed in on top of him.
“Tom!” She yelped excitedly, making no effort to move off of him, instead cuddling further into him, while he laid sprawled across the floor with her lying on his chest. “Do you wanna hear a joke? It’s so dirty and I know how you love dirty things!” She explained innocently, her eyelashes tickling his neck.
Tom chuckled, “Darling, come on up here. We’ve gotta close the door.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you!” She leaned over him, “What did Cinderella do when she got to the ball?”
“You’re absolutely wrecked.” Tom laughed, taking in her mussed up appearance. She still looked good, how could she not? Her skirt was just shorter, her breasts were more exposed than she’d be comfortable with sober, and her eyemakeup was slightly smudged. Her hair tumbled down her back in messy waves and she teetered on her high heels.
If she had come home sober, Tom would’ve dragged her off to bed with him, but alas, she was drunk and needed to be taken care of.
“She gagged!” His girlfriend giggled, finishing up the butt of her joke. “Do you get it?”
Tom burst out laughing and cradled the back of her head as he rolled her onto her side so that he could get up to lock the door. “Yes, baby, I do. Where’d you hear that one?”
She didn’t even seem to have registered what he asked her because, in response, she said, “I don’t think I’d be Cinderella if I was a disney princess. She gags, but not me. I don’t gag, unless you make me.”
“Oh my gosh, you’re going to be so embarrassed in the morning.” Tom said, slipping his hands beneath her arms to pick her up. Helping her down the hallway to their bedroom, he asked, “Darling, how come you’re not with your friends right now?”
She blinked her eyes slowly and licked her lips. “We were all talking, and drinking. So, so, so much drinking. Did you know that vodka is strong? Like, it’s so strong, because, I’m not sure if you can tell, but,” She leaned closer to his chest and pressed herself up onto her tippy toes to whisper in his ear, “I’m kinda drunk right now.”
Turning his head towards her, he decided to play along, “Are you serious? I’d had no clue.”
“Well, yes! Anywho,” She dragged out the last letter of anywho before she tripped over herself again.
Tom caught her and slipped a firmer hand around her waist. “Anywho?” He pressed.
“We were all talking about our boyfriends, and how much we love them, because, I love you so much. And then, we started talking about the stuff we do with our boyfriends.” She paused in the hallway to poke Tom’s chest, “That’s my favorite shirt on you.”
“Darling, I’m not wearing a shirt?” Tom said, cocking his head to the side.
“I know,” She smiled, “That’s why it’s my favorite.” She gestured to Tom’s exposed midriff, “This is all great. Like, you look so good. The best.”
Tom dissolved into laughter and shook his head, “My silly, drunk girl. What are we going to do with you?”
“Well, you see, what I’d like you to do with me is make-out. That’s really why I came home. We started talking about some things,” She cupped her hand around Tom’s ear and whispered, “Sexy time things. And we all agreed that I should come home to you so that we could do the sexy time things. Because, I wanna do them, with you.”
Finally crossing the threshold of their bedroom, Tom placed her gently onto the bed and tried to ignore her last statement. Yes, she was his girlfriend. Yes, she’d just told him that she wanted him, and yes, he obviously wanted her too. But, she was drunk, much too drunk to consent to sex with him.
Tonight, Tom would be a good boyfriend and take care of her, but, in the morning, Tom would be a good boyfriend and he’d give her at least 2 orgasms with 2 advil pills to chase away her headache before breakfast.
“Sweet girl, we can’t right now. You’ve been drinking too much, you’re absolutely wasted.” Tom tried to reason with her.
“No, no I’m not. If I was drunk, could I do this?” She took a deep breath, “‘May I feel said he/ (I’ll squeal said she/ just once said he) It’s fun said she/ (May I touch said he/ How much said she/ A lot said he) Why not said she.”
Tom cut her off, “Sweetheart, nothing you say matters right now, you’re too drunk. Now just let me help you out of that dress.” Shaking his head, Tom laughed as he walked over to her with an oversized sweatshirt of his in his hand. Only she would be able to quote E.E. Cummings completely inebriated.
Kneeling in front of her, Tom lifted one of her feet onto his lap to unbuckled her high heeled shoe. Undoing the clasp and carefully removing the heel, he pressed a tender kiss to the top of her foot.
“You know, I like it a lot better when you’re on your knees for a different reason.” She pouted, sitting up to watch him.
Tom chuckled again as he began to remove her other shoe, “Trust me darling, so do I. Roll over-” He didn’t even get to finish his sentence when she interjected.
“Are you gonna spank me?” She asked, rolling over. Her tiny dress had ridden up even more and Tom had to bite down on his lower lip and clasp his hands together to prevent himself from doing just that.
“You’re making this really difficult.” Tom muttered.
“Then do something about it. I thought bad girls got spankings?” She teased him, eyeing the hardness growing within his pajama bottoms.
“Stop it, I’m trying to take care of you and you’re making it really hard.” Tom groaned.
“I can tell,” She giggled.
“For fucks sake,” Tom rolled his eyes, “I’m going to help you out of the dress, and that’s all the touching I’m going to do tonight. Then, I’m going to take off your makeup, and you’re going to go to sleep.”
“Tom,” She whined, wriggling around on the bed, “I don’t wanna. I want you to do me.”
Tom laughed, “You’re going to die in the morning, oh my gosh. You’re such a child.”
“Ugh!” She whined and flattened out onto the mattress.
Sitting down behind her on the bed, Tom rolled her over and unzipped the back of her dress. He did his best to not look, but the zipper kept getting caught in her hair, and he couldn’t ignore the soft skin of her back. He saw that she’d chosen to wear the pretty, light pink, lace bra that she’d been wearing the first time they’d had sex. Groaning over the memories, he helped her rid her body of the confining fabric of her dress and had slid his sweatshirt over her body.
She turned to lay on her back, “Will you at least kiss me?”
“Yes,” Tom placed a soft kiss on her mouth, “Do you wanna get up to go to the bathroom to take off your makeup, or do you want me to do it for you here?”
“Hmmm, here.” She sat up and stuck her hands inside of the sweatshirt, only to toss her bra off seconds later.
Tom’s eye lingered on her chest as he got up to retrieve her makeup wipes.
“I love youuuuu.” She said, hugging herself to his chest after Tom had successfully cleansed her face of all traces of makeup. “You’re my favorite, even though you refuse to fuck me.”
Tom tucked the duvet under her chin and crawled in behind her. He kissed her temple and curled an arm around her, “I love you too darling.”
He prayed to the high heavens above that she wouldn’t feel his excitement poking her in the back while she drifted off and into dreamland.

{PART 10} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut 

Summary; As Jungkook watches you become more acquainted with cousin, he also manages to share some of his worries concerning you; with Taehyung being able to draw out Jungkook’s true heart of the whole situation.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

{Part 1}// {Part 9} {Part 10} {Part 11}

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World Of Glass (Jughead Jones)

You were are really sweet girl, kind and caring; you didn’t had the best body but there were tons of guys crushing on you.

You were loved by most people, even Cheryl said nice things about you ones in a while.

Class was finished so you grabbed your bag and got out of the classroom and as you walked down the hallway you found Reggie and his friends picked on some guy, Reggie was about to throw the laptop of the boy in the trash can when you caught his attention

“Reggie!” You scolded him as you walked over to him, he froze and grinned nervously “Give me the laptop, Reggie” you instructed him in an authoritative tone, yet sweet.

He rolled his eyes “C'mon Y/N, we were joking, right Jug?” He said and the Jug guy stood silent, sending him dangers through his cold stare

“Give me the laptop” you said simply and he sighed before handing it over to you “Thank you. Now go” you said in a friendly tone, the boys left and Reggie gave Jug one last glare before leaving you behind. “Sorry about them” you apologized to the tall boy before handing him the laptop

“Thanks” he said simply walking away, you titled your head to the side as you watched him leave, there was something about him that intrigued you.


“Okay, time to make the pairs for this semester’s project” the teacher said and everyone started looking for a pair, except for you, you were sat on your place caught up in your reading. “Who wants to be Jughead’s partner?” You heard the teacher say, you couldn’t help but look around.

Everyone stood silent, looking at each other nervously or just pretending that the teacher didn’t said anything, you looked over to Jughead who was writing something on his laptop completely concentrated in that and ignoring the fact that one wanted to be his partner.

You bit your lip slightly before raising your hand and smiling “I’ll do it” you said and you could feel the boy’s eyes on the back of your head, the teacher smiling widely

“Thank you Y/N, you may go with Jughead” he instructed and you nodded before walking over to him and greeting him as you shook your hand slightly, he looked at you completely puzzled before murmuring a soft “Hi” under his breath.

You sat beside him a small grin on your lips “Why did you volunteered?” He asked you rather intrigued and you raised and eyebrow

“You want to do it on your own? Cause if you do it’s fine, I’ll just leave” you replied kindly and he shook his head

“No, that’s not what I meant” he said neutrally “I mean why do you want to be partners with me?” He asked and you shrugged

“Well we both needed a partner” you answered simply
“Don’t you have friends?” He asked with a little rudeness but you brushed it off and shook your head
“There’s a difference between knowing people and being friends with them” you said and the bell rang, you hoped off your chair and grabbed your bag “Should we do the project after school?” You asked and he nodded “You don’t mind if we walk?”

“No” he said and you smiled and waved him goodbye as you left for your next class

At the end of the school Jughead was leaned against the door frame of your classroom, his headphones were placed on his ears above his beanie, you walked over to him and tapped his shoulder.

He looked at you and you smile making a little gesture with your head telling him to follow you, you walked side by side and talked about pointless things, he was really interesting when you took the time to know him.

You pulled out your keys and opened the door, letting Jughead go in behind you “Mom, I’m home!” You called out as Jughead closer the door behind him

“In the living room, darling!” She replied and both of you headed there, then you saw her, her hair was really short, some places were still bald, the veins were visible, specially in her hands and neck, she was pail and looked really tired.

Nevertheless she smiled sweetly at the sight of you, when she noticed the black haired boy behind you she gasped slightly “Honey! You should’ve told me we would have a visitor, I don’t want your friends to see my bald head!” She scolded you half serious, you giggled giving her a peck on the cheek

“Mom you’re still beautiful with or without cancer” you hugged her and Jughead looked at you with both eyes wide open in surprise. “We would be upstairs” you informed your mom holding Jug’s hand and guiding him up the stairs.

After some time of working you could feel him staring at you, so you looked up at him smiling “What?” You asked

“How can you be so sweet when your life is falling apart?” He asked and you closed the book that laid down on your legs

“I don’t know really it’s just the way I am” you shrugged and he went back to reading, and none of you would have known that since that day you became inseparable

Later that day Jughead went back to writing his book where he wrote about you saying :

“When I first met her I couldn’t help but be curious, she was sweet, no one had nothing bad to say about her.

Not even Cheryl.

Loved by everyone yet a lonely girl; bubbly and kind with a dark past, her whole world was made of glass”.

Welcome Home

Originally posted by daddyvaleska18

Prompt: “46. I thought you were dead!” & “102. Do you really think I could ever replace you?”

Warnings: None, just a fluffy drabble. ❤️

So many emotions invaded your being when you opened your up your apartment door to see your boyfriend. Your dead boyfriend,Jerome Valeska. You didn’t know whether to be happy, confused, excited, horny or mad. The last time you had seen him was the night he died in your arms. You were devastated and a sobbing mess. Yeah, your boyfriend friend was a psychotic murder but anyone watching the scene displayed by you that night was enough to break anyone’s heart.

“Miss me, cupcake?” His voice sounded like music to your ears and the slightest smile formed on your lips. You slowly brought your hands up to both sides of his face. He was real and he was standing in your doorway. You took this time to study your lover’s features. His eyes were still the same beautiful blueish color, but you couldn’t help but to notice the painful looking staples going around his face. He was still handsome nonetheless.

“I thought you were dead…” You whispered as tears brimmed at your eyes.

“Surprised? Honestly babe, I thought you would have replaced your sweet lil Romey.” You gave him a small chuckle and shook your head.

“Do you really think I could ever replace you?” You smiled and tilted your head to the side.

“Mm…you’re right. Now how about a welcome home blowie?” Jerome grew a mischievous grin on his lips and how could you say no?

(#21) German Modal Particles - Also

What is a modal particle?

A word that stresses/emphasises something in a sentence or reflects the attitude a speaker is trying to convey. They are scarce in English (and various other languages), but to give an example take a look at ‘then’ in this sense:

“So how old are you then?”

If one was saying this to a child it could be seen as making the overall tone of the question more endearing and curious, not blunt.


German Modal Particle - Also

#1 - Confirms that something logically concludes from something else.

Ex: Du wirst mir also helfen können?
So you will be able help me then?

#2 - On its own, also acts like a ‘linking’ word - much like the Engish ‘’well/so’’.

 Ex: Also, gehen wir bald?
Well/So, are we going soon?


Short ‘nd sweet :-) Enjoy. Sorry for some reason I skipped also and auch so they’re not in alphabetical order :$

Links to other modal particles posts: [Aber] [Allerdings] [Bloß] [Denn] [Doch] [Eh] [Eben] [Eigentlich] [Einfach] [Erst] [Etwa] [Freilich] [Gar] [Gleich] [Halt] [Immerhin] [Ja] [Jedenfalls] [Lediglich] [Mal]

So, Tumblr thought it would be cool to eat my birthday post to my lovely friend and dark counterpart @optomisticgirl….which is actually super NOT cool. Anyway, I’m posting this a little late, but here it is! Happy day of birth, my Aries partner-in-crime! You are a lady, a scholar, and a wonderful human being.

A little classic literature and verbose Killian smut :) M-rated for certain.

“Well, that’s a long face if I’ve ever seen one,” Granny announced, leaning over the counter to snatch the empty hot chocolate mug. “What’s got you down, Sheriff?”

Lifting her frustrated eyes from the leatherbound book she’d borrowed from the library at Belle’s insistence, Emma attempted a casual smile before addressing the inquiry of the woman who owned the place. It was a rather half assed try, but what was the point in pretending all was well when it certainly was not? They’d been chasing their tails for days over how to put a stop to the Evil Queen’s most recent reign of terror, galavanting through a handful of untold stories until they landed on an author who was dreadfully familiar and the answer to all their problems - according to an odd inkling Henry had while thumbing through a newly discovered version of the storybook. If she’d known sending him with Killian to the author’s abandoned mansion in search of an alternate text would amount to her reading not one but four Shakespeare books - well, she definitely would have thought twice about needing more information.

The whole idea was starting to feel like ‘much ado about nothing’ - pun very much intended.

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An open letter to all Supergirl fans...

Before you read, warning, this is a very long open letter to the Supergirl fandom. Please reblog if you agree with me. Also, if any hate is spread on this post, don’t think I will think twice about blocking and possibly reporting you. This post will NOT be a platform or vessel for hate in any way.

Recently, I’ve been looking around Tumblr and I’ve been seeing some serious hate being spread based on some differences of opinions. One thing we all have in common, however, is that we are all Supergirl fans. If you are, please read on.

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9 crimes

Pairing: Eliza Schuyler x Reader

Summary: There are 10 things a person should never do under any circumstances. Throughout all your life you did 9 out of those 10. 

or the story of two little girls who fell in love and of two women who had to bury those feelings. 

Word count: 1,668

Time period: Hamiltime

Warnings: None (yet).

Note: This is a big work that’s going to be divided into three parts. Each one with 3 ‘crimes’. It may be confusing at the start as to what exactly are the crimes (or maybe it’s really obvious and I think is not) but at the end, I think everyone is going to get it. Also, I was experimenting with the narration again so… let’s see how that goes. I hope you like it, guys!  ♡

Extra information: I didn’t mention it in the text but the reader is the same age as Peggy, so is one year younger than Eliza and two years younger than Angelica. Oh and they’re neighbors. 

Lovely tag list: @aph-icelandey  @caspercassiecas  @coolbeanbinch @divergentphangirl101  @fairly–local–trashcan  @hamgurlphangirl @huffleheyguys @leidilaurens @myself-and-the-madman @squabblelion @strawbirby @tomatobasilisk @uniidust 

(I took the likes into account but if you didn’t want to get tagged don’t hesitate and tell me to erase you from the list and please forgive my mistake ;v;) 



You were seven when you felt the closest to hell, but God forbid your mother to heard you say that or she would take you to church every single day.

Heat pushed in on you, making you felt claustrophobic even though you were outside. The humidity was almost overwhelming; it was like breathing in bath water. Your cheeks were tinted in a beautiful red and sweat rolled down your forehead sticking strands of your bangs to your skin. It was not pleasant at all but the daisies surrounding you made it all worth it.

You wondered if there were daisies in hell. ‘Maybe if Lucifer was given some flowers he would smile and wouldn’t be as bad as people in church say he is’ you thought, playing with one of the blossoms in your hand ‘Or maybe he and God could go and have tea…’  

Somehow that line of thought ended with you making a flowers crown. It wasn’t perfect, the ones your nanny used to make were way better but it was good enough not to crumble at the touch and it looked pretty. You were proud of yourself.

And just when you were planning to go back home to show your creation to your mother and father someone approached to you. It was a girl. She was even redder than you, —you didn’t know if it was for the weather or because she apparently had been running— with her ponytail almost undone and her eyes full of tears.  

Both of you looked at each other with surprise, not having anticipated finding someone else.

“Why are you crying?” you couldn’t help to ask.

She sniffed, rubbing her eyes with the sleeve of her dress “I’m not cr-crying…”

“Yes you are” you pointed out, standing up and searching in your pockets for the handkerchief you always carried with you “But that’s alright” you assured her with a smile, handing her the white object “We all cry, even my mum does it sometimes”

She shyly accepted the handkerchief and softly wiped her tears away “But I don’t like it” she mumbled “Peggy makes fun of me”


“My sister. She says I look ugly when I cry”

You observed her again, thoughtfully this time. And noticed her long and still wet eyelashes, her button nose and how bright her eyes actually were. It was almost unbelievable that someone dared to say she looked bad.  

“I think you look more like an apple” you acknowledged and she frowned, not being pleased with your statement “B-but a nice apple! Like those my nanny uses to make a pie. They’re bright red and beautiful. Totally the best apples!” you explained yourself, maybe getting too excited about it because you somehow made her laugh. It was a soft sound, sweet and contagious. You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips.  

“You could be the Apple goddess” you proposed, taking your flowers crown and softly placing it on her head.

“Why not just a queen?”

“I don’t know” you shrugged “I just think goddess sounds prettier than queen”  

She seemed to think of it for a moment, moving her lips to form the words in a soundless whisper. Then nodded and stared at you with a bright smile.

“Yes, it sounds prettier”


When you were ten, you heard the word for the first time in the mouth of someone who was not your parents: Love.

You were still young, a child with three friends who were playing in their father’s fields.

“Love is all mom talks about recently,” said Peggy, mouth scrunched into a frown.

“Such a nonsensical concept” Angelica added, stretching beside her “If I could be tempted to it, it would be for someone whose mind challenges my own, a storm in wit”

You tilted your head back, letting the sun brush gently down your face and feeling Eliza’s fingers still braiding your hair softly.

“I’d do it for someone who brightens my day and motivates me to be better,” you said with a little smile on your mouth “Someone who makes the stars seem to shine brighter”

Peggy looked at you, then at Angelica and laughed lightly.

“You’ve just said the same thing the fairy tales do” she teased, but then her eyes seemed to be filled with excitement and curiosity as she sat closer to you “It must be that you are already in love with someone!”

“She is not” Eliza blurted out and you could imagine the little frown on her face “If you love someone he needs to court you and ask for your hand to marry you. And (Y/N) is not being courted by anyone”

Angelica smiled and patted her sister’s head “What a silly notion you have of love, dear”

“Wait, is not like that?” Eliza asked, turning her face to Angelica with a confused expression.

“Of course not, you dumbo” Peggy said among giggles “You love someone when the stork leaves a baby on your door”

“What does that have to do with love?” you asked back, noticing how Peggy’s hand got closer to you hair to take one of the flowers that Eliza had pinned in it just to be lightly slapped away by her sister.

“Ouch!” Peggy cried, giving Eliza a grumpy look “Well, you have to love someone to have a baby!”

“Yes, but you have to love them before that” at least that was what your mother had told you, “I think loving someone is when you give them the last cookie even if you want to eat it too”

The youngest of the Schuyler sisters laughed again “That can’t be love!”

“Why not?”

“Because if it was, Eliza would be in love with you”

You stayed silent for a few seconds, analyzing different sceneries in your head to then finally turn your head to Eliza, whose hands had started trembling a little against your hair.

“None of you have a single clue of what love is” Angelica sighed, shaking her head. “It worries me that because of that you’d give your heart to someone who does not deserve it”  

“We won’t,” you said, and the three sisters stared at you with inquiry in their eyes “Because we now have a

love amulet

” you stated happily as you took off the small necklace you had around your neck. It was a simple gold chain with a gold heart hanging from it.

“A love amulet?” Eliza repeated as you gently turned around to place it in her hands.

“Yes, we just have to wear it when someone wants to courter us and somehow we will know if that person is the indicated”  

Eliza and Peggy seemed to believe it’ll work and nodded excitedly.  Angelica had a doubtful expression but finally nodded too. It was a sweet irony that she was the first one to wear it three years later.


You were sixteen the first time you felt it. It had hit you like a brick. Love.

Eliza was sitting beside you, her delicate fingers glided in circles at your hands.

“I can’t play like this” you whispered and she smiled.

“You don’t have to” was her answer, soft and melodic like the sound of the piano keys.

Dix begs to differ” you joked resting your head against hers.

“Hmm” with a loving expression on her face, she placed her hands on the piano and played the little melody again. You pulled apart slightly, just enough for her to reach all the keys “Une, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf…”

“Dix,” you said.

Eliza shook her head in a “no” sign and took your hands again, motioning you to play the piece.

You rolled your eyes but indulged her anyway, brushing the keys with your fingers in a soft movement “Une, deux, trois—” Eliza leaned in closer and placed a light kiss on your cheek, you smiled “quatre, cinq, six—” another one, this time on your chin “sept, huit, neuf—”

Before you could add the dix Eliza pressed her lips against yours. It was just a touch, it didn’t last more than a second. A chaste affection that was as soft as the spring breeze.  

You tended to kiss a lot because that’s what children do, that’s what best friends do. You kissed on the forehead, the cheek, the eyelids, the nose, the chin… but never on the lips. Never like this.

You froze, she blushed, and the room was filled with silence. The soft and almost inexistent echo of the forgotten melody was the only thing you could hear. For the first time, the silence was not comfortable and it made your hands sweat and Eliza’s eyes to get glassy.

“I… didn’t…” her voice trembled, her gaze wouldn’t meet yours.

“Please don’t” you pleaded in a whisper. ‘Don’t say you didn’t mean it’.

She looked at you this time and you closed the distance between your mouths with another kiss. Tenderly and almost shyly you let your lips to brush against hers, slowly exploring the softness of the feeling and the taste of her breath. The movement was clumsy and innocent, slow and delicate… but then she kissed you back and it was perfect.

When you pulled apart, you were greeted with her flushed face and widened eyes. You to let out a little laugh.

I swear to God if the only reason why you kissed me was to shut me up before I reached ten I’m not going to forgive you,” you said, pressing your forehead against hers.

She laughed too “It was one of the reasons, but not the main one”

Eliza placed her right hand on your nape and started playing absentmindedly with your hair. You closed your eyes and sighed contently.

The sound of her voice gave you butterflies, her smile made your heart skip a beat, every time you were with her you felt so complete… You should’ve known it before; of course it was love.

Million Reasons (Part Three)

A/N: I really hope you guys like this part if you haven’t read the other parts here they are Part one Part two

Warnings: Pregnancy, swearing

The next day when you woke up you immediately had to puke. Which was normal but really annoying lucky for you your parents didn’t come upstairs to check if everything was alright. After you were done throwing up you got really for your first day of school you already felt like you had to throw up the entire time that you didn’t need the nervousness of seeing Montgomery today on top of it.  You took your backpack and headed downstairs.

“Hey honey, me and your dad will both be at work late today.” Your mom said as she took her purse.

“Okay whatever.” You said looking down.

“Well we have to go now bye see you later.” Your mom said with a small smile as she and your dad walked out of the door.

You looked for something to eat and took a jar of nutella and a banana and dipped the banana in the chocolate. You took a bite of it when the doorbell rang you dipped the banana in the chocolate again and went to open the front door to reveal Justin and Alex.

“Hey you ready to go?” Alex asked looking at you.

“Okay what is that?” Justin asked pointing at the banana in your hand.

“Yeah I’m ready to go and it’s a banana and nutella.” You said as you took a bite of the banana and took your backpack and closed the front door.

“Why are you eating a banana with nutella?” Justin asked as the three of you walked to Alex’s car.

“I’m pregnant that’s why.” You snapped at Justin as you opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

“Okay sorry for asking.” Justin said as he sat in the passenger seat of Alex’s car.

After a few minutes you arrived at school you didn’t want to get out of the car because you really didn’t feel like facing Montgomery. Justin got out of the car and opened your door for you.

“Come on Y/n.” He said as he looked at you.

“I don’t know guys I really don’t know if I can face him.” You said as you played nervously with you hands.

“We are here for you Y/N. We will get you through this.” Alex said with a smile.

“Yeah now come on. You can even hold my hand if you want.” Justin said holding out his hand.

“Won’t Jessica be mad that I am holding your hand.” You asked as you took his hand.

“No because we kind of broke up over spring break.” He said looking down as he held you hand.

“Oh I’m sorry. Why did she break up with you?” You asked confused.

“I don’t know I guess she found someone better.” He said looking at you with a sad smile.

“I think I might know why she broke up with you.” Alex said as pointing towards the school.

You felt like someone had stabbed a knife into your heart there right in front of you you saw Jessica and Monty together. She was leaning against him while he had his arm around her.

“I-I can’t do this guys.” You said letting go of Justin’s hand and turning around to walk away.

“Yes you can come on.” Alex said as he grabbed your shoulders and pulled you back.

“Hey Y/N this isn’t easy for me to see either but we’ll get through this together okay.” He said as he put his arm around your shoulder.

“Okay.” You said with a small smile.

You looked at Alex and saw him rolling your eyes at the two of you.

“What?” You asked Alex confused.

“I can already see what is going to happen here.” Alex said with a little smirk.

“You don’t know shit Standall.” Justin said glaring at Alex.

Alex held up his hands and the three of you continued to walk towards school. Lucky for you you couldn’t see Monty because you had your back towards him when you past him. At some point the three of you sadly had to part ways because you had different classes. You walked into English and went to sit down were you normally sit which you only now realized was right next to Montgomery. After a few minutes Monty walked into the classroom he looked at you for a few seconds with a sad look before coming to sit next to you. Neither of you said anything but you could just feel the awkwardness.

“H-hey Y/N.” He said trying to start a conversation.

“Montgomery.” You said not even looking up from the paper.

“So I saw you walk in with Justin. Are you and him a thing now?” He asked curiously.

“Are you and Jessica a thing now?” You asked harshly as you finally looked at him.

“Yeah we are.” He said looking down.

“Good for you.” You said as you looked away again.

“So?” He asked again.

“So what?” You asked confused.

“You and Justin are you a thing now?” He asked still curious.

“Why do you care.” You said harshly.

“You know why.” He whispered.

“No actually I don’t. You’re not my boyfriend any more De La Cruz I don’t need to tell you anything.” You whispered angrily before turning away from him again.

You heard him sigh deeply as he was trying to calm himself down. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. The rest of that class was just filled with awkwardness and anger the anger part mostly coming from you. You really felt like you were gonna cry it was probably a mix of your hormones and seeing Monty with Jessica. As soon as the bell rang you put away your stuff and ran outside were luckily you saw Justin standing at your locker. He smiled at you but you just walked towards him and hugged him.

“Hey everything alright?” He asked as he hugged you back.

“Uh yeah just uh Hormones.” You said as you pulled back.

“You sure that you are okay.” He said while he was looking at Montgomery who was looking at you and Justin.

“Yeah yeah I’m fine.” You said as you turned his heads towards you.

The next few days you and Justin had been hanging out a lot. You had no idea that he was so caring and sweet and helpful. The two of you were hanging out at your place and you were laying on your bed as Justin sat on a chair smiling at you.

“Can I just say thank you.” You said as you sat up a bit and looked at him.

“Thank you for what?” He asked confused.

“Just for being there for me. I never really knew how sweet, caring and helpful you were.” You said with a smile.

“Well now you do know.” He said with a smile.

“Hey Y/N I was thinking there is gonna come a moment where you aren’t gonna be able to hide the baby bump and maybe if you are okay with it. You could at like I was the father.” He said looking at you.

“Are you serious?” You asked shocked.

“Yeah I mean I like you. Like not like like but I do like you and I know that once people find out you are pregnant they are gonna be asking you who the dad is.” He said as he came to sit next to you.

“But we aren’t even together.” You said looking at him.

“I know but we could pretend at school. I just wanna make things easier for you.” He said with a smile.

“Justin are you sure you can handle that thought. A  lot of people are gonna be saying stuff.” You said playing with your hands.

“Exactly and if I pretend to be the dad then you won’t have to go through that alone.” He said with a huge smile.

“Okay then I like that idea. Thanks Justin.” You said as you hugged him.

“No problem I just don’t want you to go through this alone.” He said as he pulled back from the hug.

The next day you were feeling so bad. You just couldn’t stop throwing up. Lucky for you you stopped long enough to get ready for school. You and Justin told Alex your plan to pretend that he was your boyfriend so that he knew you weren’t really together. You told them that you were feeling really bad today but sadly they couldn’t really do anything about it. You and Justin walked into school holding hands and everyone of course started to whisper if you and him were together now. The first class of the day you had with Montgomery again and again you and him sat next to each other.

“So I was right you and Justin are together.” He said looking forward.

“Yeah we are.” You said not looking up at him.

“Well I guys then that you didn’t really love me as much as you said you did since you were able to get over me so quickly.” He whispered as he cleaned closer to you to make sure no one heard him.

You turned around and looked at him angrily. Lucky for him the two of you were in class and you couldn’t slap him or you would have.

“How dare you so that. You knew how much I loved you. You knew how hard it was for me to let you in and for me to admit that I actually liked you. And don’t you dare say that I got over you quickly when you are the one who already got with Jessica the day after you broke up with me.” You said angrily trying to hold in tears.

Montgomery saw the hurt look on your face and he looked down. Before looking up again with an apologetic look.

“Look I-I’m sorry I shouldn’t have…..” He started before you cut him off.

“Just forget it okay. Can you pleas just do me a favor and leave me alone.” You said turning away from him angrily.

The rest of the class neither of you said anything to each other. The teacher asked you a question and you were about to answer it when you felt some throw up coming up. You covered your mouth with your hand and just ran out of the classroom and to the toilets. You stayed there the rest of the class. When the bell rang you walked out of the toilet’s and went to your locker and waited for Justin when Monty walked up to you.

“Hey are you alright?” He asked concerned.

“Yeah I’m fine.” You said harshly as you threw some books in your locker.

“Are you sure? I mean you threw up like out of no where.” He said as he leaned against the lockers.

“Look I said I’m fine okay. I just ate some bad food yesterday and I’ve been throwing up ever since okay. Now can you please just leave me alone.” You said as you pulled some books out of your locker and closed it.

“Hey babe. Everything alright?” Justin asked as he walked up to you and put an arm around your shoulder and glared at Monty.

“Yeah Montgomery was just leaving. Right.” You said glaring at him.

“Yeah I was. See you later Justin.” He said as he walked away.

“What happened?” Justin asked as he moved to the place were Monty was standing just a few seconds earlier.

“Nothing I just ran out of class because I had to throw up and Montgomery came to ask if I was okay.” You said as you crossed your arms.

“Okay if he ever annoys you just let me know okay.” He said with a smile.

“Yeah okay.” You said as you took his hand and the two of you walked to your next class.

The next few weeks were very ruff. You started to throw up more at school and you were starting to look a little bloated and people started to notice. You already had to go to the mall to get bigger pants. School was really hard because people were starting to spread rumors. Some of them were of you just getting fatter because your parents were putting a lot of pressure on you and some of them were about you being pregnant with Justin’s baby. The pregnancy rumor was the biggest rumor which makes sense since that one is true. Because everyone thought that you were pregnant with Justin’s baby that made Jessica really jealous even though she broke up with him. Right now you were standing at your locker listening to Jessica fighting with Justin.

“What the hell Justin?” Jessica asked when she walked up to him.

“What?” He asked confused.

“You got Y/N pregnant. How did that happen?” She asked him angrily.

“Jess it’s just a stupid rumor okay don’t believe everything you hear. And anyway why do you care we aren’t together anymore.” He said crossing his arms.

“Yeah so just because we broke up doesn’t mean that you get to ruin your life by knocking someone up.” She said angrily as she crossed her arms.

“I didn’t knock someone up okay. Just leave me alone Jessica.” He said as he walked away and towards you.

“You okay?” You asked as you closed your locker.

“Yeah it’s just the rumor that is starting to spread more. But hey this was my idea so that you didn’t have to get through this alone.” He said as he hugged you.

“And also technically you didn’t lie to her you didn’t knock me up.” You said with a little laugh.

“Exactly.” He said laughing.

A few weeks later it was only starting to get worse your stomach was starting to grow lucky for you could still hid it a little with baggy shirts and wearing Justin’s jacket. But it was just getting harder and harder to deny the rumor. Justin had invited you to come with him to Bryce’s after school and first you didn’t want to go but then he was able to convince you to come by saying that it was a good idea to get your mind off of things. You and Justin arrived at Bryce’s together and you were still wearing Justin’s jacket.

“Hey dude.” Bryce said as he man hugged Justin.

“Hey Y/N happy to see you.” He said with a smile.

You just smiled and walked into Bryce’s house with Justin.

“You guys go to the pool house I’ll be right there.” Bryce said as he walked away to the kitchen.

“I really don’t think this was a good idea.” You said as you and him walked outside.

“Yes it is come on I’m here okay I’m not leaving your side.” He said with a smile.

He opened the door to the pool house and walked inside with you.

“Oh would you look at that the happy couple.” Zach said as he stood up to high five Justin.

Monty was sitting on the couch playing video games with Alex but you could see him rolling his eyes.

“Hey Y/N.” Alex said as he quickly turned around and smiled at you.

“Sup Lex.” You said with a smile as you went to sit next to him on the couch.

“Nothing much.” He said with a small shrug.

Justin came to sit on the back rest of the couch behind you. Bryce walked back inside with some more beer and handed Justin one and held one out to you.

“Oh uh no thanks.” You said with a small smile.

“Yeah didn’t you know Bryce Y/N’s pregnant you can’t drink alcohol when you’re pregnant.” Zach said with a little laugh.

“Fuck you Dempsey.” Justin said throwing a pillow at him.

You looked at the side and saw Monty clenching his jaw and he had an angry look on his face.

“Oh no I know I’ve heard the rumors. Who knew little Justie here would get a girl pregnant.” Bryce said as he patted Justin on the back.

“Hey fuck off okay. She’s not pregnant okay it’s just a stupid rumor.” He said as he took a swig of his beer.

“Can you guys just shut up about it.” Monty said angrily looking at Bryce.

“Sorry man why are you so sensitive about this?” Bryce asked looking at Monty with a smirk.

“I’m just trying to concentrate on this game otherwise Standall is gonna kill me.” Monty said focusing on the game again.

Lucky for you the guys finally let it go except for Monty he was still looking very annoyed and angry. Suddenly you got a text and you looked down at your phone to see who it was.

Monty: Need to talk to u

You looked at him confused while he just put away his controller.

“I’m gonna go get another beer.” He said as he stood up and looked at you and nodded his head very lightly to let you know to follow him.

You waited a few seconds after he left before you also stood up.

“I’ve got go to the toilet.” You told Justin before you walked out of the pool house.

You walked into Bryce’s house and looked Monty you turned a corner when a hand grabbed the back of Justin’s jacket and pulled it off of you. You turned around and saw Monty standing there with Justin’s jacket.

“I knew it I knew you were lying.” He said a she looked at your stomach that was kind of noticeable under your baggy shirt.

“Well congratulations you found out I’m pregnant.” You said angrily as you grabbed Justin’s jacket again.

“What the hell Y/N.” He said angrily.

“What!?” You asked angrily as you put on Justin’s jacket again.

“You’re pregnant with Justin’s kid.” He said angrily as he crossed his arms.

“Why do you care?” You asked annoyed.

“I care because I know you how the hell did this happen?” He asked pointing at your belly.

“It just happened okay.” You said trying to walk away.

“Yeah but with Justin. Really.” He said as he made sure you couldn’t pass.

“Look I didn’t choose this okay.” You said angrily.

“I know but still. I mean Justin had a messed up life how is he gonna help. I I just can’t believe that you are having a kid with Justin.” He said and he ust kept on rambling.

“Oh my god Montgomery shut up! Justin isn’t the father, you are!” You yelled at him annoyed. 

Loving Him Was Red

Pairing: Ethan Dolan x reader

Word Count: 432 words.

Warning: Nothing. It’s fluff and cuteness. 

Summary: You’re a youtuber and with Ethan and you help dye his streak of hair. 

Originally posted by dailydolantwins

“Babe?” your boyfriend asks over facetime. You’re currently cooking in your apartment while facetiming Ethan. 

“Mhm?” you hum slicing up the vegetables. It’s been a while since you’ve been back in your own apartment since you’re a youtuber and you spent a lot of your time travelling. Ever since you and Ethan started dating, you’ve been more reluctant to take long travels because you don’t want to stay away from him for too long. 

“Can you help me colour my streak? I miss having it,” he explains making you laugh. He’s had more hair colours than you. 

“Of course, baby. But I’ve got a meeting tonight. How about tomorrow?” you ask giving your brightest smile. 

“Sure thing. Can you get the supplies though? I promised Grayson we could film some videos tomorrow,” he says and you nod, “also, can you get ice cream?” 

“I thought you were staying clear of sweets this month?” you tease but agree anyway. After your meeting, you head to the store and get the bleach and colour. Ethan decided you could choose the colour for his streak so it’ll be a surprise. The day after you head to his place and is greeted by Grayson at the door. 

“Hi,” you say with a smile giving him a quick hug. You head inside where Ethan is sitting on the couch. You give him a quick peck on the lips before throwing the ice in their freezer. 

“Do you want to colour it now or later?” you ask holding up the bag with the products. He thinks for a second before getting up. 

“Now,” he says taking off his shirt. You inhale sharply still not used to his amazing body. 

“Cool,” you say a bit out of breath. You go to the bathroom where you start by bleaching his hair. It feels so natural sitting and talking with Ethan. It’s been two years since you started dating and you thought you couldn’t fall more in love with him than you already have. But every time you look at him you feel yourself fall just a little more. 

“So what colour did you pick?” he asks when you start to add the dye. 

“It’s a surprise,” you say with a smile. And 20 minutes later you rinse the remaining colour out. 

“Red?” he asks looking in the mirror. 

“It’s my favourite colour on you,” you shrug making him laugh. He places a kiss on the tip of your nose making you blush. 

“I love you. Thank you for helping me,” he says kissing you gently. 

“I kinda like you too.”

Walking on Glass A little SJ fandom rant

Wow…. How about that new episode of Samurai Jack? Pretty trippy right? I mean, that part where he eats something and his head turns into a fish. Like how dose that work exactly? Pretty funny, huh? Heh…heh…heh… Where do I begin? So happen was, last night was the premiere of the new Samurai Jack season 5 episode 8, in which Jack and Ashi are making their way across the desert. Hmm… Why dose this sound familiar? Anyway, during their ride on a giant camel monster used as a bus, Jack and Ashi find themselves in a pretty close to each other and it is that this point where they’re relationship takes quite a turn. During their journey, they come across a large spaceship to escape a dust storm. Only to find out that the ship is still infested by a leach monster. After they finally defeat it, at the heat of the moment Jack and Ashi then make out and that when the “fans” starting setting fire to their insides. 

 I said I was gonna get back to the messy subject and the hail storm of raging “fans” that apparently this episode has brought upon. After reading through a number of these hissy-fit heated debates, I couldn’t help but laugh at a few, roll my eyes at most and have the rest cause me to put my hands in my face. Seriously, all it took was a kiss and some awkward but sweet bonding moments for people to get up in arms saying crap like “They ruined the show!” “How could you Genndy?” “The show’s gone downhill.” And those are just some of the less visceral comments I’ve seen…. It really makes me sad. It really makes me sad to see a show I loved as a kid, get second chance at finishing it’s story and the one tiny moment that wasn’t even remotely negative in any way, would then cause such a shit storm, that I have to sit back and wonder why did I have to be born as a human being… Oh am I sounding bit harsh here? *eh-hem* I suppose some would prefer it if I went back to my dark little corner of the internet and remain silent like I usually do. Heck No! I feel I should be aloud to express my own opinion, while setting somethings straight. (Pun not intended.) Now, I will not be completely demonizing people who are against this ship, because some do have a few valid points as to why they don’t like it or this episode and thats understandable. I’m not saying you have to like it. Again it’s all matter of choice and opinion. (get use to hearing that.) But! What I am irritated by is how people are practicality screaming out things like “Pedophile” “Forced” “Rushed” “Poorly Written” “Not gay equals bad” “Boy-cot” and other things that are just… Really really stupid… So I may has well give you guys my own two cents here. I don’t expect to change any minds here; just take what I say with a grain of salt. You have plenty of it, anyway…

Jack and Ashi should have been platonic. Like father and daughter.”

The moment I was first introduced to Ashi in episode 1, I knew she was going to play some important roll in the new season. I knew she was going to be some kind of ally to Jack. She wasn’t a mindless drown like her sisters. She was curious about the world. Now keep in mind, from the beginning, I wasn’t automatically shipping these two. I knew a bond was gonna form between them eventually, but I really didn’t know what type of relationship it was gonna be, nor did I care. Yes, it didn’t really matter to me, father/daughter, teacher/student, boyfriend/girlfriend, whatever! All I cared about was seeing these two lost souls find happiness in one another. They make a great team already, so no matter which way it was gonna go, I was going to be satisfied either way. Being the gray smudge that I am, I kept an open mind about this. I’m not a big crack shipper anyway. Then again I don’t get into ships that much because I know how scary they can be. So thats why I stick with pairings that are canon and that I like. But I’m sure that this might be one of the reasons why people were a upset by this. They were really hoping for that platonic relationship. Sorry, don’t know what tell you there. Not everything in a show is gonna go your way. This is what Genndy wanted, but just because you didn’t agree with it, doesn’t mean you should be flat out calling it bad writing and hate the rest of the series for it!  I’ll get into the pacing issues later, right now it’s time to adress the elephant in the room…

Jack’s too old for Ashi and Ashi’s a little girl!”

Yes, time is a BIG issue in this series and I can understand the problem some “fans” are having with the whole age gap thing. Like he should be really old by this point, but heres the thing. Jack doesn’t age. He’s still stuck in his 20’s psychically AND mentally. Yes, I said mentally as well. His mind is worn out but not old. Like Jack said, time has lost it’s a effect on him. As for Ashi, I’m almost more than certain that she’s in her 20’s as well. The real problem shouldn’t be the fact that he’s older than her. The REAL problem should be the fact that he can’t age but she still can. Really, I’m surprised nobody’s getting more mad with Aku about this, since, you know? He’s the one responsible for this whole issue in the first place. Whats more annoying though, is the fact that this has become the main and almost only reason “fans” have for not liking this pairing! I mean come on! I can go on for why Edward and Bella are a bad couple, not just because he’s a hundred years old, but also because despite being a hundred he still goes to high school for some reason, acts like a creep around Bella, calls her his personal brand of heroine (and how much he wants to eat her.) breaks into her room to watch her sleep at night and throws her against the wall. Yet she does absolutely nothing about it and still acts so dependent on him like she can’t stand on her own two feet! * hem* Getting a off topic, I should also point out that this is not the first time we’ve seen a fictional couple where one person is way older than the other. It’s been done many times in media. Aragon and Arwen, Rose and Greg, Aang and Katara, Inuyasha and Kagome and nobody bats an eye there. But I know you’re probably going make excuses as to why I’m wrong for comparing some these couples to Jack and Ashi. “Uh, but Rose isn’t even human! She’s a gem and they don’t age!” Still doesn’t change the fact that she’s still thousands of years older than him. What does being a rock- I’m sorry, a Mineral not a rock, have to do with her age? And that can go the same for Arwen and Inuyasha as well. “But-but Aang was frozen in a sphere of ice.” Yeah, keeping him persevered for over a hundred something years thus delaying his ability to age until he was set free and why he’s still twelve. Even though technically speaking he was born way before Katara was born. Hell, I could dare say that Jack is in his own sphere of ice. Just not literally. Time and age have stopped round him. Thing is, even with out the fifty year time-skip Jack would still be considered thousands of years old since he comes from feudal era Japan. So no matter what girl he ended up with in this future, he would still be way older than her regardless. The more I hear this excuse brought up, the less water it holds and the more desperate it sounds. Especially when you have no other strong argument to bring, as to why these two shouldn’t be together. Oh, and don’t even think about calling it pedophilia! Just because we saw Ashi growing up as a child doesn’t mean she is one now. I’m pretty certain she’s past the teen stage. In fact we even saw what she looked like during that stage. So treating her like she’s still a child is kind of insulting, honestly. You’re consent miss use of the word, makes me want to strangle myself. Okay I’ve been ranting about this for too long… Let’s- let’s get to our next topic.

Why does media keep pushing for heterosexual couples? What a bunch of Homophobes!”

*Sssssssiiigggghhh….* I know not everyone who disagrees with this pairing thinks this way, but my God Tumblr… What’s with the extremism? I’ve always tried to be more opened minded about a lot of things. Accept others for who they are and have always said love is a very strange thing. So don’t you DARE blindly accuse me as a “homophobe” for what a I’m about to say here… Not everything has to be gay, in order to tell a good love story! There I said it! A good love story is when you can feel the connection between two characters no matter what their sexual preference is. I don’t like Ruby and Sapphire just because they’re mineral space lesbians, I like them because of how much they care for each other and how they can have fights and make-ups like any other couple and so on and so forth. Thats what makes a good pairing. Also saying it’s out of character for Jack to have an attraction to a female because your head-canon tells you he’s either ace or homo, is also not true as well. Not saying you still can’t have your ace/gay Jack crack ships. You don’t have to have canon dictate to you what you can or can’t ship. I’m simply saying that Jack has always been attracted to woman in the show. Remember when he got kissed by that girl in the field when he was a kid. He still has fond memories of it. And is it just me or did everyone forgot, Ikra, Josephine, or that creepy flower lady from ‘Seasons of Death’ happened? Given how nervous he gets around woman he finds attractive and how flustered he gets when seeing Ashi naked, it’s clear to me now, that he is definitely not her biological father as well. Now that he’s out of his depression, it was only a matter of time before he started falling for Ashi. Why is this anti-hetero/homophobia thing even an argument at all?! Why is it even brought up?

But the pacing felt so rushed! How dare they force the love-interest trope down our throats. This came out of nowhere!”

Okay, I’m going to briefly play devil’s advocate here. I can get where the rushed pacing argument comes from. But forced? No, put a pin on that last one. We’re gonna get back to that later. First I can agree that the pacing felt a bit rushed. (Though this isn’t the first time I’ve enjoyed something with a rushed pace. *cough*9*cough*) Still, keep in mind that the creator was only given ten episodes to work with. So certain things had to be cut out, I’m sure. If they were going make thirteen I’m pretty certain that would have given them more time to further expand on Jack and Ashi’s relationship, rather then cramming all the more romanic stuff in it into this episode. However, that doesn’t mean that the romance came out of no where. There were some hints dropped here and there since the beginning of episode 3 infact. We got only two more episodes left, so 8 had to be the one to fully confirm how Jack and Ashi are starting to feel for each other. I do feel like there could have been some other things they could have changed in the previous episodes to help further accentuate the relationship a little better in this episode. As far as this season goes, it may not be one of their strongest episodes, but it’s not their worst either. I still enjoyed it, romance and all. Honestly I think the real weak point was the conflict of being lost in the ship with the leach creatures. Like where was everyone else, what was the backstory to this space prison. This episode was always going to be about Jack and Ashi falling love no matter what. It’s just everything else was going to just feel like a little bit of an after thought. Another complaint I’ve heard was that this episode felt like “filler” and did nothing to progress the plot of the story. Well, I like to think of this as the calm before the storm. (Irony) You know, a few light-hearted laughs to put us at ease before the shit it’s the fan. (At least thats what it was suppose to be…) Though something tells me they’re just doing this to break our hearts later… And what lack of plot progression. The plot progression was with Jack and Ashi. With that said, going back to the “forced” bit. As I said before it was hinted at early on, the moment Jack and Ashi started interacting with each other. But I think the problem is because they were hinted at so subtlety, I guess it’s kinda easy for most people to miss them. Thing is we don’t really know how long it took Jack and Ashi to go from that mounted to that market area or how long it took for them to find that bird. You can use your mind fill in the gaps there. But I feel that to really cover this topic and why I don’t find their relationship “forced” I’m going to have to dive in deeper.

Shoot me…

Okay, now I’m going to get into what I think of these two and why I think they work as a pair. Starting off with Jack, he’s pretty much been through hell at this point. Losing his home, separated from his family, spends the rest of his childhood training to earn his father’s sword, only meets his parents again briefly before he goes off to fight Aku. Only to have the rug pulled out from under him when Aku throws him into the future. For fifty years this man has had to deal with so much pain and suffering. Getting trolled with by Aku, always having something try to kill him, being alone, seeing all the Hell that Aku has raised, suffering from hallucinations and no matter how hard he tries, he can never seem to reach his goal. Ultimately what leads to his depression. The more time passes him by while he remains young, the further and further his goal gets. He has lost all hope. Somewhere during those fifty years, a cult of Aku obsessed women have a ceremony for their High Priestess who’s given birth to seven daughters for the soul purpose to kill Samurai Jack. However one of these girls is not like the others. Ashi, does not have the same mind set as her sisters. She’s curious about the world outside, wants to see the beauty of nature, but is trapped with in the confides of her abusive mother. Never aloud to play or have fun. Never shown any love or bonding with her family. Forced into training at such a young age and all while being told nothing but lies about the Samurai and what an evil person he is, ruining Aku’s “perfect” world. Having never met this man, it only filled Ashi’s heart with anger and hate. Now fully grown, training complete, she and her sisters set off to kill Jack. Not knowing what they were getting themselves into. Not realizing that there mother essentially sent them out to die. And thus the journey begins for these two lost souls. Jack struggling to keep moving forward while being haunted by his own negative emotions as well as being hunted down by a shogun of death. Ashi, blinded by hatred towards a man who’s done her no wrong, she does not realizes she’s fighting for the wrong side. During the search for the Samurai, Ashi and her sisters come across a doe in the forest. That’s when the buck shows up. Thinking it’s related to Aku, they thing it’s come to “devour the weaker one.” What they didn’t expect to see was the two deer nuzzling each others noses. This was the first time any of them have seen affection before. Which leaves them so confused, as they were never taught to love but to hate. One of them even says she doesn’t like it. I also consider this part foreshadowing. It’s is only after he defeats them, does the ball really get rolling. Jack assumes he’s killed Ashi like the rest, but the guilt of what he’s done continues to eat a way at him. Ashi then wakes up, still hell bent on trying to kill him. She ends up getting restrained by her own chain and it is here, where Jack finally has a chance to see the woman behind the mask. A very troubled woman, who has clearly lost her way like him. Seeing that she is not evil and feeling bad for killing the others, Jack not only lets her live, but goes out of his way to protect her. The real turning point comes when Jack and Ashi escape the goliath monster. Ceasing the opportunity, Ashi slowly starts to creep up on him, while he isn’t looking, but just as she’s a bout to try and kill him that’s when the ladybug appears. This triggers a memory of when she was a child. During her training, she sees a ladybug and lets it land on her hand. Her mother scolds her for this, taking the bug away and killing it in front of her. Going back to reality, that bug flies over to Jack. He rises his hand to it as Ashi watches, wondering what he’s about to do. To her surprise, he lets the ladybug go, showing an act of kindness. Causing Ashi to drop her weapon; he’s not the monster her mother made him out to be. Through Jack, she learns more about the world, Ashi begins to see the truth as he shows her the beauty of nature and horror that Aku has caused. Ashi does begin to believe him, but the moment that seals the deal is after they save bunch of children from enslavement, Jack freaks out when we thinks they’re all dead. He heads off with the Omen (the shogun of death from earlier) to commit suicide and she goes to find him. Thats when she meets some of the people Jack has helped over the years, thats when she fully sees the man he really is. Thinking of her past and all the good Jack has done, this is what inspires her to change her appearance. And it’s because of her that Jack was able to regain his hope. She gave him the strength he needed to fight off his own demons. She protected him while he was in deep meditation to find his sword. From an army and her own mother no less. She does not hold any ill will towards him for killing her sisters, as it was out of self defense. It was her mother who sent them out there in the first place. Now that his hope has been restored and is back to being his old self. Now that he gotten to know her and sees how much she has changed for the better, it should come has no surprise that they would start noticing each other in more ways. I mean this is probably the longest anyone has ever traveled with him. So how does any of that sound forced? There was build up. Sorry if you couldn’t see it.

Final Thoughts…

Ya know, I find it pathetic that this is the reason people are getting so upset that they want to quit the show when theres only two episodes left to go. And you call yourselves fans… Can’t we just wait to see how the out come and then make our criticize afterwards. I’m even more disappointed with the fan-base than I am with the episode because of how everyone is acting like this pairing is such a crime. When this season started I thought this was gonna be fun. But now I’m just left sour over yet another fandom like I was with the “9” fandom. I’ve seen people literally saying that it made them feel uncomfortable and ruined the WHOLE series for them. Say, you wanna know what makes me feel uncomfortable? Is the more I think about it, the more it disturbs me that anybody will get pissed over a healthy relationship like this one, yet you’ll see abusive couples like Harley Quinn and Joker, Fifty Shades of Gray and the of mentioned Twilight get glorified. Am I the only one who sees something wrong there? And after all the shit that Jack and Ashi have been through, wouldn’t you want to see them to be happy? Isn’t that what many of us wanted? My only concern is now that it’s established that Jack and Ashi have deeper feelings for one another, how is the final going to effect them. Are the rumors I keep hearing going to be true? I’ve always been wanting to know how this series is going to end since I was eight years old and nothing is going to stop me for watching the ending. I don’t even care how it’s going to end. I don’t care if it breaks my heart. At least I will now know and I will accept what ever Genndy has in store. Like I said from the beginning, you’re not wrong for disliking or disagreeing with this pairing, I’m not wrong for liking it and thats fine. But don’t act like this is such a travesty that it makes you dislike the entire series, don’t quite while we’re so close to the end. This whole mess has just become childish at this point. But hey, hate me all you want for expressing my opinion. There is nothing you can say to me that hasn’t already been said before. Hate never fixes anything. Hate is what got Ashi’s sisters killed in the long run. I’ve been rambling on about this for too long. Now if you excuse me, I’m gonna make some Jashi fan art while I still can. In the mean time enjoy this little quote.

Originally posted by luv-lala

“Believe what you may, but if you open your eyes and let go of the hate. You will see the truth.”


A Little Help, Please

Originally posted by marvelmuggle

Kurt Wagner x Reader

Length: unknown, I’m writing on my phone

Warnings: none, just sweet Kurt 

 You weren’t the best person at expressing that you needed help. You were stubborn, and you had walls erected to protect yourself from being seen as weak. Weak people got killed in your world.

Mutants had been ‘out’ for decades now, since the Cuba incident. You’d learnt about the branch of mutants who’d fought in Vietnam. All of a sudden, it was like the world was discovering a shared but hidden history.

They hated it. Anti mutant groups sprung up everywhere, people got killed, and while it was frowned upon, a lot of people got away with it.

It was a struggle for those with obvious mutations, such as your friend Kurt Wagner. He was blue, had a tail, and he was as obvious as they come. His odd number of fingers and toes had people calling him 'devil’, a sharp knock to the sweet, kind Catholic boy’s confidence and mentality.

Kurt was soft, a sweet boy who was not scared to show and express his feelings, which is why you fell for him. His German accent, and his stumbles over the English language helped with that too. He’d asked you out in such a manner, “Liebling, I 'vould like to ask you for date, pleases.”

How could you say no?

“Sure, tomorrow?”

Just like that, the two of you were an item. You’d grown as close as partners could be, only surpassed by Jean and Scott (but that’s due to the fact she could read his mind). He knew everything about you, including your resistance to assistance when you truly needed it.

“Liebling, I can helps you down.”

“I’m fine!” You insisted, as you were suspended from the air, hanging off the chandelier by your right hand. Your mutation was to survive, and it allowed you to 'copy’ the mutations of other mutants. The only trouble is that you had no idea how to control or use these mutations, which is how you’d accidentally 'bampfed’ up to where you currently were. 

“Y/N, I can easily gets you down.”

“I’m, uh, completely fine!” As you said the last word, your hand slipped. You were falling, and high key shrieking, when 'bampf’.

“Is not bad thing to ask for help, Y/N.” Kurt had his arms around you, and he was smiling at you, even though you could see concern in his eyes. “Maybe a little, is okay.”

You nodded frantically, absolutely scared from your near death experience. “A little help, please.” You paused, “Just until I can teleport when I want to, and where I want to.”

His laugh let you know he was truly amused by you.

Sweet Tears Pt. 1

Jungkook x Reader { Cat Hybrid Au! } (a)(f)(eventual smut)

Warnings: Mature themes, abuse, graphic descriptions, violence

Who could have known that taking home a hybrid would change ones whole life? How could y/n have guessed he would affect her so much? All she wants to do is help, but she doesn’t even know if he’ll let her.  

Wordcount: 2k+




“Why did it have to start pouring, right when I get out of work?” You say out loud to yourself, walking just a little bit faster with the hope of getting home soon. After a long day of typing up reports, making not one, but two power points for a meeting coming up, and staying over three hours later than you planned at your work, you just wanted to go home. It was dark, and you were freezing in your business attire. Curling up on your couch with some tea and a Korean drama sounded like heaven at the moment.

Your heels splashed through the puddles that were covering the once light gray sidewalk, soaking through all the way to the black tights covering your feet. Passing by a darkened alleyway, a bolt lightning hit the ground, lighting up the world around you. Jumping slightly at the sudden blinding light, you noticed a figure hidden in the shadows. Even if you only caught it for a split second in the corner of your eye, you knew someone, or something, was there.

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Unexpected Guest(s) [Jaebumxreader]

another request by inyournightmares97

a/n I did this as a Jaebum story only because I was originally writing all seven but then his was getting so long so I just committed to this one. I hope it’s okay ~JJ

genre: fluff/suggestive

Summary: Jaebum is back from a 2 month tour and is DTF tonight. He drops by your house hoping to surprise you. But another vistor makes a visit too. 

GOT&’s tour was a 2-month long adventure. It was their biggest world tour yet and all the boys were tired. Expect one. Jaebum had been waiting to see your every single day since he left for tour. You guys Skyped and talked on the phone but all he wanted was to touch hug you, to caress your skin, to kiss your lips and most of all get back to having amazing (amazing) sex. You weren't expecting to see him for another two days but they arrived back from Japan earlier than they expected due to a scheduling error. 

Jaebum had his cellphone in hand to call you but he decided on a different plan. He never got to do anything special for you since it was always him going away and always you surprising him with favours upon return. So he was determined to make tonight special. He packed a small bag with a bottle of champagne, a candle, some snacks and most a few condoms. He felt so cheesy doing something like this but he was doing it for you and that’s what mattered. He drove to your apartment as soon as he was done buying all the necessary things. It was 5pm when he knocked on your apartment door and you emerged wearing your sweatpants, hair was done up in a messy bun. 

“Oppa~” you say embracing him tightly. “Oh my god I am a mess! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming.” You pull away from the hug covering your makeup free face and messy hair. He didn’t even address your comment ad instead said “God I missed you.” He pulls you forward holding the small of your back looking at your face. He slowly reaches into your hair releasing your bun free as your hair falls down your shoulders. His lips crashed into yours and you both melt under the relief. You begin to unbutton his shirt slowly until it is completely undone revealing his beautiful abs. He starts trailing kisses along your neck nibbling as he continues downward.You lead him into the living room where he playfully pushes you onto the couch. “Wait here.” You watch as he picks up the bag he had set down at the door and go into the kitchen. 

He returns a few moments later with two glasses of wine. “You shouldn’t have.” “No, you deserve something like this. At the least. Now I think we have about 2 month’s worth of work to catch up on.” He also takes a candle from the bag setting it one table. You quickly light it with a match from the drawer on the table and the sweet scent of ocean breeze and lilac fill the air. 

You begin making out on the couch and the passion was building between you. “I missed you so much [Y/N]. You have no idea.” He said in between breaths. “I missed you too babe.” You managed to whimper out as he began sucking your collar bone. He was on top of you and you could feel how hard he was through his pants. “I can help you with that.” You say as you tug at his waistband. He flips you on top of him so you are straddling him. “Only if you insist,” He says with a sexy smirk. You begin to slowly pull his pants down when you hear the door to your apartment turning. 

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Imagine confessing your love when Gabriel comes back from being “dead”

Word Count: 1154

Request by: @deansbaby95 Hi, i was wondering if u could make one where Gabe and the reader are best friends who Secretly like each other and everyone can tell but when gabe “dies” she is crushed and then he comes back as if nothing happens and she gets pissed and accidentally admits her feelings while screaming at him Thanks

A/N: I said to myself I would start and finish this fanfic all in one sitting but instead I binge watched The Walking Dead and delayed this two days (oops I’m sorry).

Staring into his whiskey eyes you sighed knowing that he could never truly love you the way that you loved him, he is an archangel after all. You couldn’t help but notice how attractive he looked today, his army green jacket tightly wrapped around his body and his golden hair slicked back.

“Sweet cheeks, you even listening to a word I’m saying?” Gabriel spoke aloud snapping you back into reality. Your eyes focused back onto Gabriel to be met with a concerned look on his face.

“I… Uh, yeah sorry, what were you saying?” You silently cursed yourself for stuttering and felt heat rush to your cheeks causing a smirk to appear on Gabriel’s face.

“I said, Sam and Dean are waiting for us,” Gabriel replied whilst slinging an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close to him as you both began walking to the impala.

You ran as fast as you could down the corridor of the Elysian Fields Hotel when you found out about Gabriel’s plan to confront his brother Lucifer. You knew for a fact if you were to let that happen he would die, you cared too much about him to just sit back and not do anything, you were in love with him. Sam and Dean chased after you as you ran begging you to return back to the impala where it was safe but for you that wasn’t an option.

Panting, you pushed open the doors to the conference room to reveal Gabriel and Lucifer standing opposite each other, the loud bang of the door causing their attention to turn to you.

As soon as you locked eyes with Gabriel’s, without even thinking, your body instantly ran towards him. Once you reached him, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and his chin was placed on top of your head with his eyes closed tightly.

Gabriel released a small sigh knowing that this would be the last time he would see you or be able to touch you for a while.

When you released Gabriel from your tight grip, he looked down at you, a hand cupping your cheek as he brushed a stray piece of hair from your face. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Gabriel, really? I mean I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn’t catch anything.” Lucifer spoke sarcastically as he watched you and Gabriel, a slight hint of jealousy laced his voice at the realisation of his brother finding what seemed to be true love.

Gabriel sighed again before looking behind you. Turning around you saw both Sam and Dean in the door way watching you both embraced in each other’s arms.

“Guys. Get her out of here,” Gabriel spoke softly placing a final kiss on top of your head.

Almost instantly tears ran down your face as you felt Sam and Deans arms wrap around your shaking body as they dragged you out of the room. The last thing you saw was Gabriel’s sorrowful face as the doors to the room closed causing even more tears to flow freely from your eyes.

Slowly, you opened your eyes and allowed your body to stretch across the bed, your face still tear stained from the night before. It had been a good few months since Gabriel’s death and you still felt empty inside. Your vision became glossy as tears formed in your eyes. You bit down on your lip hard almost drawing blood to stop yourself from bursting into a sobbing mess.

Eventually, after staring at your wall for a few minutes, you forcefully pushed yourself out of bed and towards the kitchen. You noticed a note on the counter from Sam and Dean:

‘Y/N, we’ve gone to the shops to get some food. Try to eat something while we’re gone okay? -Sam and Dean.’

You sighed to yourself before grabbing a box of cereal and pouring it into a bowl. Ever since Gabe died you hadn’t been doing too well, and that included not having an appetite but you still ate for Sam and Dean’s sake as they were worried constantly about you.

As you began to pour the milk into the bowl, the room filled with the sound of flapping wings which you dismissed to be Castiel coming in to check on how you were doing.

“Sup sweet cheeks.”

Your grasp on the milk loosened instantly causing it to fall to the floor as you span around. In front of you stood Gabriel making you shake your head in denial.

Shock laced his face as he took in how fragile you looked from your underweight skinny body to the dark rings around your eyes.

“No, no, you’re not here,” you repeated to yourself over and over.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” he spoke with concern walking over to your now shaking body trying to engulf it with his arms.

“What’s wrong is that you left me for months making me think that you were dead,” you snapped pushing him away from you with the little strength you had left.

Gabriel wanted more than anything to pull you close to him and protect you with everything he had but in that moment of time as he watched tears fall from your face he knew how much he had truly hurt you which was the last thing he would ever want to do.

“Y/N, I’m sorry,” Gabriel spoke again before stepping closer to you, this time you didn’t push him away.

“Yeah, well maybe you should have thought about that before you left me behind,” you looked down at the ground in fear that he might reject you for what you were about to say, ”I loved you Gabe, I still do love you and… and you left me for months thinking you were dead.”

Gabriel’s hand reached under your chin, pulling your head causing you to lock eyes with his whiskey ones, the ones you thought you would never see again. His thumb stroked across your cheek wiping away any stray tears.

“Y/N you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” Gabriel murmured into your ear causing your body to shiver.

Slowly you both leaned in and your lips met. It felt like you had been waiting an eternity for this to finally happen. As cliché as it sounds, fireworks exploded in your stomach as Gabriel’s arms wrapped around your waist and your hands gripped tightly into his hair as you both deepened the kiss.

Eventually you both pulled away but were still wrapped tightly in each other’s arms.

“I should be so mad at you,” you whispered quietly thinking back to how angry you were a few moments ago.

“But you just can’t resist me,” Gabriel smirked wiggling his eyebrows at you making you release a little giggle.

“You’re right,” you joked back before pulling him again into another breath taking kiss.

Tags: @idji-bitchy-assbutt-jerk @overcastmisfitkid

I’ll Wait For You (A/F)

This wasn’t requested but I’m going through my first break up in almost 5 years so please bare with me and all my angst 

Genre; Angst/ Fluff

Length; 1,000+ words

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

As you tearily stared down at the three dots he last sent, you sighed then looked out of the large window in your living room. 
You watched with tears running down your cheeks as rain drops scatters the glass- the lightning that fiercely illuminated the cloudy night sky calmed your aching heart. A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you couldn’t help but think about how cliche it all was- another breakup on a dark, rainy night.. 

Just another cliche.

You sat there repeatedly telling yourself that this was all for the best- that he’d find someone better than you; someone prettier, kinder, smarter.. and it’d all be okay in the end. Though truthfully, you only told yourself these things to keep yourself from crying, you knew how much it must’ve hurt him, and for fuck sake this was your first breakup in god knows how long- you felt as if you had just stabbed yourself in the chest; but you still were trying your absolute hardest not to have a total breakdown. 
Just as a few tears broke free, sliding down your cheeks- continuous heavy knocks rang through your apartment. “Coming!” You called out, softly sniffling as you made your way to the front door. 

“Yes?” You asked softly, wiping away the tears that remained as you slowly opened it. Tears automatically seemed to form in the corners of your eyes again as your they rested on him. 

“Y/n..” Jungkook heaved, bending forward slightly as he attempted to steady his breathing. “Pl-” 

Before he could even finish his airy plea, you quickly ushered him inside. He was soaking wet and breathing so heavily it seemed as if he had just ran the whole way here. 
There was no way he would have, at least that’s what you thought- the dorm was almost two miles away, plus the rain was so heavy, but you still couldn’t help but to ask.

“Jungkook..” You softly uttered as you pulled off his jacket. “Did you run all the way here?” 

Nodding, he stood straight- moving his drenched hair out of his face. “I just needed to see you and no one would bring me because of the rain..” 

“Aish.. Jung-” You replied shaking your head, sighing in disbelief as he cut you off. 

“I needed to see you, y/n..” He said softly, blinking quickly as if he were fighting back tears. 
As he spoke, you walked back into your living room and he of course closely followed. 

“This is best for both of us..” You sighed, keeping your back towards him then swallowing hard as it became harder and harder to contain your emotions. “You- You’ll find someone better-”
Before you finished your sentence, he quickly spun you around; holding you in place as he stared down at you. 

“Y/n.. stop..” He practically begged, tears slowly streamed down his flushed cheeks. “Can’t you understand that you’re all I want.. Don’t you love me anymore?” His heart breaking question automatically caused the tears you were so desperately trying to hold back to break free. 

You stood there sobbing as he slowly pulled you into his strong arms- you didn’t even care that he was still drenched, it just felt so good to be held by the man you loved again. 
“I love you so much.” You stuttered out, tears falling uncontrollably as he ran his fingertip up and down your back, “I just don’t feel like I’m good enough. I don’t feel like you’re happy with me anymore..” 

“Don’t even say that..” He replied, sniffling as he kissed the top of your head as he calmly shushed you. “You make me the happiest- you’re my sunshine, y/n. On my bad days- or when its gloomy and rainy out, you’re my little ray of sunshine.. Please don’t leave me..” 

You couldn’t help but to continue to break down; how could he continue to be so sweet and loving towards you when you did what you did. “..I don’t- I don’t deserve you, Jungkook..” You sniffled as you practically clawed into his chest. 

Bringing one of his hands to your face, he softly caressed your tear stained cheek. He had never this kind of intense, pure love for anyone- his heart ached at the thought of losing the girl who helped his feel it for the first time. “Please..” He begged once more.. 

“But..” You replied sniffling as you began attempting you to calm yourself, “I don’t know what to do.. You’re here begging for me to stay, but when we talk all we do is argue, or it’s nothing but one worded responses.” You began as you pulled away from his comforting embrace, wiping your eyes. “ How could I not question your happiness if you just seem so uninterested or annoyed by me?” 

Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair once more as he deeply sighed, stepping closer to you. “Y/n, babe..” He said softly, tugging at your heart strings once more. “I’m never annoyed by you, nor am I uninterested.. You’re my first serious girlfriend- the first girl that ever made me believe in love. I’m so in love with you, but it’s so difficult for me to express it because I want to do so much for you but my mind never knows where to begin..” 

His heartfelt words soothed your aching chest, sniffling you peered up at him with puffy eyes as you sat yourself down on the couch. “Jungkook..” You practically whispered as you glanced down at your hands; fiddling with your fingers. 
Suddenly the sound of the loud, roaring thunder shook the apartments; startling you. Jungkook immediately rushed beside you, protectively wrapping his arms around you while sweetly humming. 

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..” He began singing, pulling you onto his lap as he gently rocked you back and forth. 
Being with him- like this again, brought back the same butterflies you felt during the beginning of your relationship. 
You suddenly remembered how he found out you were terrified of thunder- he sang to you, just like this then drew the two of you a warm bubble bath. A smile painted across your face as you felt the ache in your heart slowly fade as you listened to him sing. 

God were you in love with him…

“I love you..” You softly whispered to him, burying your face into his chest as he drew little x’’s and o’s all over your back and side. “I love you so much, Jungkook..” 

He leaned his head on yours and just continued to gently rock you. His chestnut eyes were full of tears as he tried his hardest to be strong, “If you really want us to take a break, I’ll accept your decision and I promise I’ll wait for you, for as long as it takes…” He said softly, eyeing you up and down as if this might be the last time he’d ever get to see you again, “But- Will you please give me another chance y/n?”

anonymous asked:

How about the UT/UF/US/SF skelebros getting the 'you mess with them and I'll kill you' speech from S/O's family and/or friends? :)

UT!Sans: Geez, kid. Your family really knows how to welcome a guy. It threw him off his edge for a few seconds, but he’s quick to return to his easy going attitude. He’ll promise that he’s never going to hurt you. And then do his best to seem like boyfriend material. The next few hours will be filled with jokes and a few puns. He’s quick to figure out everyone’s humor and what will appeal to them. It tires him out but he wants your family/friends to like him.

UT!Papyrus: Why?? Would?? He?? Hurt?? You?? Did he do something wrong that would cause them to believe that he’d do such a thing? He can’t find anything that would make them think that. So he loudly declares that he wouldn’t ever hurt you. He is far too great for violence, and you are far too amazing for anyone to ever hurt. And although his personality might be a tad narcissistic (in a charming and respectful way) your family and friends quickly catches on to the fact that this guy is just amazing. An hour with Papyrus and they’re ready to believe that he wouldn’t ever hurt you.

US!Sans: His reaction is close to Tale Papyrus’, albeit a bit more hurt. Why would he mess with you? Does he come off as a bad person? He does his best to seem like the perfect boyfriend when he spends time with them. Almost coming off as clingy and annoying, and also a little fake. Talking to him about it helps. But I don’t know how anyone could even think that this sweet blueberry would hurt you.

US!Papyrus: Well that’s a little hostile to say to someone the first time you meet them, isn’t it now? He keeps his mask on though, and calmly tells them that he wasn’t planning on hurting you. His social skills are pretty good, and he’ll be making funny one liners and puns through the evening. Keeping you close to show your friends and family that he cares about you. The hostile energi they’re sending out is making his anxiety flare up 10x. But he can deal with it.

UF!Sans: Okay first off, rude. He might be a monster. And he might be pretty scary looking. And GOD KNOWS he ain’t boyfriend material. And he’s also pretty mean and kind of an asshole when you first meet him and… Okay to be honest he wasn’t sure where he was going with that train of thought. He gets their concern, though. And he’s so awkward and stiff when he’s around him because he’s trying okay! He’ll tell them that he isn’t going to hurt you, physically or emotionally. But he’ll still notice how some of them are a little doubtful towards him. He’d be too.

UF!Papyrus: He really really wants them to like him. He knows, of course, that their approval isn’t necessary for him to date you. But he feels like he needs it to go on with this. He’s uncharacteristically polite and assures them that he’d do no such thing. When you both get home he sort of deflates into the couch. He is so tired from thinking about every little action and trying to fit into the human view of a perfect boyfriend.

SF!Sans: Is sort of offended. And that doesn’t mix well. Somehow his brain translates what they said into ‘’We’re not sure that you’re good enough for our friend/family member, and also you probably couldn’t even protect them’’ So he goes all out trying to show how powerful he is. And how magnificent and great he can be. It does more harm than it does good. And you’ll be leaving the gathering sooner than expected because he broke a vase and then offended whoever blamed him for it. Not a great first expression.

SF!Papyrus: He’d be offended if it weren’t for the fact that he looks like someone who could break both your body and soul. After calmly and quietly assuring them that he’s not going to ever harm you, he focuses on acting as non threatening as he can. Keeps an arm around you at all times. One part of it is to show that he’s your boyfriend and you chose him, the other reason is that he needs the physical comfort. His anxiety is through the freaking roof. When you get home he’s so tired that he pulls you onto the bed and falls asleep while holding onto you for dear life.

001. // yoosung drabble

it was it’s this sunshine’s birthday and i’m getting fluffy/nsfw-ish vibes so yeah. fluff and slight nsfw.

He was sitting on the chair behind his desk at the clinic, going through some paperwork when he heard the sound of barking coming from the big cages at the front of the building followed by your sweet voice filling the air.

Honey! I’m here!” he grinned at how cute the word ‘honey’ sounded directed towards him.

He was about to reply when he heard you talking to the animals. Oh God, did you want him to die or something? You were just too kind and cute and just perfect. Yoosung stood from his chair and walked towards the front of the clinic, feeling his heart thump loudly when he saw you with an senior dog in your arms, talking to him in a baby-like voice as your right cheek rubbed his back. 

Oh, who’s a goody boy?~” you cooed, “You are!”

You felt your heart swell with even more happiness as the dog started wagging his tail even more. That’s when the sound of a clearing throat made you snap your head back. 

Your husband was standing there, looking extremely hot and sexy and fine in that white lab coat, a light rosy tinge adorning his beautiful face. 

I see you’re busy,” he said in a playful voice.

Babe! I thought you’d gone to lunch when you didn’t answer.” you offered him a wide smile as you walked towards him, pupper still in your arms, and brushed your lips against his once before licking his lower lip in a teasing manner.

His eyes went wide as he looked around and towards the puppies in the cages, “There’re kids present, (y/n)! We can’t just do stuff like thi-”.

You interrupted him by pressing another kiss on his lips, this time firmer and deeper than the last one, a soft sigh escaping your lips. 

Sorry, I just can’t seem to hold myself back today,” a cheeky grin slowly appeared on your face before walking back and placing the old pupper back in his cage.

Don’t worry baby, your parents’ll be back soon! Only two days now, baby!” a peck was pressed on the pupper’s head before you closed the door.

Suddenly you felt a strong pair of arms wrap around your waist and a soft whisper was suddenly heard next to your ear, “Whatever did I do to deserve someone as perfect as you, (y/n)?”

It was your turn to blush now. He’d become bolder and manlier over the years you two have been together.

Hmmm, I don’t know…” you tried to sound as uninterested as possible, failing miserably. 

You turned around and lazily wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers tangling in his golden locks, “By the way,” you stood on your tip toes and hovered your lips right below his earlobe, “I’m not wearing any panties.”

His reaction was immediate. Yoosung grabbed your hand and pulled your towards the back of the building, pressing you against the closest wall before capturing your lips with his. 

Just as he was about to remove his coat you stopped him and chuckled, “Not so fast.”

“Wh-What is it, (y/n)?” he whimpered softly, his hands running up and down your waist.

Just as you said, kids are right here in this building so we need to hold back,” you let out a soft chuckle as a loud groan escaped his lips.

You’re driving me crazy here…” he traced the outline of your lips with his tongue just before his mouth found your neck, suckling on it softly. 

Hmmm, it’s all part of your birthday gift,” you mumbled airily.

Wait. Wait wait wait. Birthday gift? At the moment he pulled back and pulled out his phone. It read March 12. 

Holy shit. He forgot his own birthday. He hadn’t had time to go on LOLOL or go out with his friends due to how heavy work was this days.Then something dawned on him. None of his friends or family had called him yet.

Usually it was his mother who called him first, then his sister, then you, then his friends. But not even you or the RFA had given him a proper birthday greeting.

Carefully, he pulled completely back from you, head hanging low. 

Oh… Hah, I guess it is…” the man trailed off as his heart started feeling heavy.

Why are you making such a big deal out of this Kim Yoosung? It’s just one birthday,’ he thought.

You knew exactly what he was thinking and before you could even wrap your arms around him your phone rang, snapping him out of his saddening thoughts.

As you read the text your facial expressions started showing worry and that immediately snapped him fully back to reality. 

Hey, honey, what’s wrong? Is everything okay? Is someone hurt?” he grabbed you by your shoulders, noticing just how tense they were, which only adding to his growing worry.

U-Uh… Yeah,” you mumbled, “Uhh, we need you go. There’s an urgent RFA meeting right now. Close down the clinic for today. We need to meet up.”

You two quickly gathered your stuff and left the building, heading towards the place of the meet up.

None of you uttered a single word as you drove towards a known restaurant in the city. It was really hard not to ask you what had happened. He noticed how your eyes suddenly started getting teary, dread starting to fill his entire body.


Finally, you two arrived to your destination. He let dropped you off in front of the restaurant before going to find somewhere to park. 

Once he was done, he walked into the restaurant. He was quick to find you standing in front of a pair of wooden doors, which apparently was the V.I.P room, looking quite nervous. “This must be really bad if she’s behaving this way.” 

In a matter of seconds he was next to you. 

You took a deep breath before looking into his eyes and taking a tight hold on his hands, “Get ready for what you’re about to hear. Please, try not to freak out.”

Bile was rising in his throat as you said that.

Your hands rested on the handle of the door for a few seconds before you hesitantly pushed the door, allowing him to enter first. 

Next thing he knew was there was a, booming “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” that managed to fill the entire room.

Then he noticed that the entire RFA was there along with his family and college/high school friends. Even some of his LOLOL long-distance friends were here. Some where shooting confetti towards the ceiling, others were releasing balloons of various colors from their hands and some others were waiting by the snacks and presents table.

Everything was beautiful. 

Yoosung spun around only to find you dramatically wiping away your tears as a devilish smile crept on your face, “Where you ready, babe?”

He was barely able to register everything that had just happened and the only thing he could muster to say at the moment was, “How?”

You chuckled and grabbed his hands, immediately intertwining yours fingers with his, “Well you see, Seven and I came up with the idea of scaring you a bit and Zen gave me a few intensive acting lessons, Jaehee helped me organize this, and Jumin provided the place. Oh! And V helped me contact your LOLOL friends and I payed their ticket with some of my savings. ”

I am so in love with you,”  and with that he pulled you towards him and pressed a sweet kiss on your lips to which the entire room burst into cheering and wolf whistling. 

Get a room!” you heard Seven yell.

The two of you chuckled your arms once again finding their way around his neck, your lips resting right next to his ear. 

One thing I was completely honest about,” you whispered, “Is that I’m really not wearing panties. So you can choose where to unwrap your present, Yoosungie...


Happy birthday, honey,” you sucked on the side of his neck, pretending to just be nuzzling it before pulling back and allowing him to enjoy his party.

Two months later, you discovered you were pregnant.