i am such a fan of your face

Got7 Reacting To You Feeling Conscious About Your Stretchmarks.

SOOOOOO…… this is my first time doing a reaction, so I apologise if they suck haha. 


Request:  howdy partner i would like to request the boys reactions to you being self conscious about your stretch marks :) thank you if you do it love 💕

I am going to change it a little and make it that either a media outlet of fans were causing the problem. ;3



He would walk up to you sitting on your couch furrowing your brow. A frown creeping onto your face. When he asked you what was wrong you would show him what the fans were saying about how you had a stretch mark on your leg in one of your recent photos with him. 

You would tell him how you didn’t feel good enough to be with someone like him since you have these ugly markings on your upper thighs and legs. He would place his finger on your hand and tell you to stop talking before kissing your forehead and kneeling in front of you. He would then tell you how much he loved every part of you as his fingers traced over every one of your stretch marks, making you blush. 

Originally posted by blueberryhouse


He would pick up on your difference in behaviour almost immediately. He noticed you didn’t want to go out, and if you did go out you could cover up completely. 

After a nice dinner one night you would return home and he would bring it up asking if you have been feeling self-conscious about anything lately. To which you would try to lie but he wouldn’t buy it but figured you would tell him when you were ready. 

When he was a practice later Bambam would ask how you were doing and how you were taking everything that the media has been saying about you lately. Jb would look confused, to which Bambam showed Jb the article talking about your stretch marks on your arms and how bad they looked. 

He would call you at once, by his voice you could tell how upset he was about it, saying he was going to talk to the company about it and get the article taken down. To which you said it was ok but he knew you were still upset. 

Once he arrived home he would hug you tightly and kiss you everywhere, your lips, forehead and all your stretch marks and he would start doing this randomly whenever he noticed you covering up from then on out. 

Originally posted by sugaglos


He would also be one to pick up quickly to your change in behaviour, only he would find out a lot faster then JB would. 

When he found out he would rally the rest of the members and they would all try to make you feel better.

He would make a lot of videos to the fans telling them that every part of them is beautiful and that even scars are beautiful, the fans would realise why he was posting so much was because of what the media has been saying about your stretch marks, they would send you loving messages and try to cheer you up and show as much support as they could. 

Jackson would compliment them more often along with anything you else you felt self-conscious of, he would post about you more and tell the world how beautiful you were to him. You would get on him about being so annoyingly cheesy but deep down it made you feel much better and you loved it. 

Originally posted by j-miki


Due to the comeback, his time with you was scarce, you hadn’t seen him in a while. You mostly talked to him over text message. 

So when a few fans started to gang up on you on social media about some stretch marks you had on your stomach in one of the recent photos you posted with Jinyoung. You bottled it up because you didn’t want to bother him since he was so busy promoting.

One night he decided to surprise you by stopping by your home only to hear soft cries from the other side of the door, he rushed in worried something happened to find you on the sofa. You would jump up and turn away from him and try to make yourself look like nothing was wrong to which he would hug you from behind and tell you he knew something was wrong by the way you have been replying lately and he got worried. 

You would sit down and tell him what happened and he would get pretty upset over it. He wanted to scold the fans that were bothering you so much about your markings. He said he never really saw them as a bad thing, he said they just made you more beautiful. 

Once you were able to talk him out of scolding his fans, he cuddled up with you on the couch as he told you all about the comeback and how things were going. You felt really lucky to have someone as sweet and kind as Jinyoung all to yourself. 

Originally posted by namjoohuyks


You have always been best friends with Youngjae and whenever you felt self-conscious about the little things wrong with your body like pimples and stretch marks. He would always tell you not to look down on yourself like that. 

You got into a relationship and towards the end, the guy got really verbally abusive about how ugly he thought you were and how your stretch marks made you look even uglier. 

You were always texting Youngjae but didn’t tell him what your boyfriend was saying about you, but you would ask him if he thought you were pretty and if you were fat. to which Youngjae would get angry and argue with you about saying such horrible things about yourself. 

Youngjae finally wanted to talk to you in person because he was so worried. So he invited you to one of his concerts with his group. After the show he sat down in private with you and brought it up, he noticed you looked very unhappy, which only increased his worry. 

At first you wouldn’t tell him what was wrong but eventually, you caved and told him everything. He got very upset and wanted to beat your boyfriend up right away. He didn’t understand why you were still with him. 

After talking everything through he convinced you to break up with him and stay with him for a while until you could find a better place to live. Which eventually led to you two dating because of corse it would, you were both best friends.

Originally posted by jypnior


He wouldn’t put up with that crap at all, he would deny it alway. He would spoil you with kisses and hugs, sometimes even more than that. 

He would never let you be self-conscious about anything, but he knew the media was harrasing you pretty bad, so when he came back from practice to see you crying he had enough.

He posted his own stretch marks saying that everyone had them and that you shouldn’t feel ashamed if you have them, and to never make fun of anyone for having them. It’s just a sign that you are growing and it makes you individual.

You would see the post the next day and hug him tightly, he would pick you up and snuggle you into his chest and tell you never to feel bad about yourself because you are beautiful to him and that is all that should matter. He would hold you like this for hours and pepper you with kisses and whispers of I love yous. 

Originally posted by jckota


He would be the most awkward about addressing it since you were his first relationship. 

None the less he hates seeing people shame each other for their bodies or even shame themselves for not looking good enough.

So when a fan posted on his Instagram about a blog that was dedicated to your stretch marks, he looked into it. What he found was a lot of nasty comments directed at you. The fan said flat out that you didn’t deserve to be with him because he was flawless you weren’t. 

Of course, you had seen it, the same fan had been posting on your twitter non-stop for weeks now, but you never mentioned it to him. You pretended like it didn’t bother you. Deep down though it really did, but you were too scared to tell him since you know he disliked it. 

When he came to you about it you were surprised. He asked if you had seen the blog and you said yes, he pulled you in for a hug and stroked your head. He whispered into your neck that it is ok if you are upset and he didn’t want you to bottle up your emotions and that he knew you had been hiding it from him.

You would end up crying it out into his chest, the whole time he would stroke your hair and run his hand up and down your back comforting you. Once you finished he smiled at you and asked if you felt better. To which you would nod.

He told you never to hide your feelings like that again and that he was going to talk to a manager and see if they could get the fans accounts banned and possibly take legal action if it continued because there was no way he would stand by and watch someone hurt the person he loved so much. 

Originally posted by daefsoul


I hope you guys enjoyed this, thank you @-happytbh- for doing this, I was very unhappy with it about half way through and almost didn’t do it but we all need a little sappy love in our life, I hope you all enjoy it, she also requested another one so I will post that next. 



i should have done more but this is all my attention span would allow ahaha

@terror-in-the-dream​ - yo i AM LIVING for your style, the spacing between your features is like so different but PERFECT like im crying, and DON’T even get me started on ur colours ;-; its like im in a foggy kaleidoscope daydream whenever i look at it, like im teleported into a soft warm summer haze.

@eightmonkeys - your style is so unique, you pick certain features and exaggerate them and like????? it always looks so good???? and all your faces are so different and i can always tell exactly who it is???? also the way you draw Laurens is AMAZING <3 A++++++++ so good

  • ZEN: of course i pre-order my own album i am my biggest fan after all
  • Yoosung: do you have a tee shirt with your face on it too?
  • ZEN: better
  • ZEN: i have a face with my face on it

anonymous asked:

Shawn post snaps of you doing simple things like cleaning the house or doing dishes or simply putting away laundry and he just loves it


[first snap: you’re driving with the windows down, singing along to the new single he just released loud and off-key. he’s laughing lightly at you from behind the camera, and you get a smile on your face when you hear his breathy giggle.]

“You snapping me Mendes?” 

“Course I am, baby, your singing’s just too good to not share.” 

[second snap: you’re playing with his little cousin and she’s babbling incoherently at you, so you just make up bits of conversation to go along with it.]

*baby blabble*

“The Great Gatsby? Yes, I do think Daisy symbolizes the theme of money can’t buy you happiness. Great point.”

*more baby blabble*

“Eh, I was never really a Blues Clues fan as a kid. But if you are then I guess it’s good enough for me.”

*even more baby blabble*

“Oh, mhmm. Shawn is a weird boy. Get yourself one of those normal boys, one that won’t snap you when you’re just trying to live your life.”

Master Tano, I presume?

“Stupid! Stupid! I am so stupid! I should known better than that!”

Ahsoka Tano, former Padawan learner of Anakin Skywalker and rebel alliance operative known as Fulcrum, found herself waking up face down on the floor of some room that looked absolutely nothing like the dark and decaying ancient temple sanctuary she had been exploring not five minutes ago.

Had it been five minutes ago?

Where was she? How long had she been unconscious?

What in the Force had compelled her to pick up that strangely carved loop of jointed metal that twisted and turned in on itself, over and over, like some kind of infinity symbol? She had felt possessed as if some unseen presence had taken command of her limbs. Ahsoka remembered stumbling forward as if she were struggling through a surging wave made out of the Force. She struggled to stay upright as it kept threatening to knock her over.

Maybe one of those waves had done just that. Ahsoka really couldn’t remember.

She remembered reaching for the silvery band, picking it up and turning it over and over in her hand. She ran her fingertips along the carved glyphs, not recognizing the language but understanding the feeling behind them.

This item was important.

It was dangerous.

I should put it back. Ahsoka thought, shaking her head. I don’t know what this is or what it could do.

Almost regretfully, she lowered her hand to return the sinuous band of metal and ominous energy to the cracked and crumbling stand she found it on.

Apparently it didn’t like that.

Fierfek!” Ahsoka cursed as the band seemed to leap to life, coiling and wrapping around left her hand, a writhing, twisting, and living thing. She tried to fling it off her hand and when that didn’t work she tried to dig her fingers under the cuff and peel it off.

That didn’t work either.

Ahsoka frowned at the undulating object, horrified at the way it seemed content to spiral endlessly around her wrist as if were living jewelry. She gave her hand another hard shake and when that didn’t work, she plucked the shoto saber from her belt. She carefully changed the length and intensity before laying her left hand down on a nearby flat surface. With the short saber in her right she slowly lowered the blade towards sliding infinite loop of metal and carvings.

“AAAH!” Ahsoka let out a trail of curses in every language she knew as the item constructed around her wrist. The pain was so sudden and intense she almost feared it had cut off her hand and she dropped her saber.

The minute the white blade went out the blistering pain stopped and the cuff went back to what it considered normal,lazily spiralling around her wrist like a silver serpent.

Ahsoka bent down to pick up her saber, returning it to her belt and collapsing into a pile against the far wall. She hung her head, gazing at the floor and wishing that she had someone to help her, someone who knew more about the Force and its mysteries than her half trained experience.

She supposed she could try to meditate and contact Master Yoda through the Force but she doubted he would be of much help. He was difficult enough to understand when you were asking him simple questions. She would spend more time trying to untangle his distinctive grammar than pondering the mystery of the object.

And Anakin, her master, would have been no good. He didn’t have time for the great mysteries of the Force and after that strange episode of lost time and the vague memories of pain and death, he had been even less inclined to ponder the metaphysical.

Not that it mattered.

Anakin Skywalker was gone, beyond her reach and if she thought about it too much she was afraid it might break her. Again.

So many Jedi were lost, destroyed during Order 66 or the nightmare of the purges that came afterward. Master Plo. Master Shaak Ti.

Master Obi-Wan.

Ahsoka felt tears burn in the corner of her eyes at the memory of her master’s master, of his kind smile and his patient way with her and Anakin. If she were being completely honest she had been impossibly lucky to be assigned to Anakin Skywalker and by extension Obi-Wan Kenobi. She had learned so much from them both, how to lead, how to listen and when to not to listen. She learned when sweet words were more effective than a saber and when it was easier to apologize than ask for permission.

For a few brief years she had a family.

Obi-Wan would have known what to do. He would have remembered some story he had heard from a charming, disreputable friend or recited some old poem Master Jinn had taught him and it would have sparked a germ of an idea. They might have needed a side trip to the Archives but his hunch would have been borne out and between the three of them, they would have found some way to get this confounded piece of chagas off of her wrist.

But Obi-Wan was gone too.

Ahsoka bowed her head, resting it on her arm braced across her knees. Sorrow washed through her, threatening to drown her. Hot tears slipped past her control and it all seemed so horribly unfair, so terribly, nightmarishly wrong.

How could there be a galaxy without her masters? They were always supposed to be there. Even if she wasn’t a Jedi, even if she would never be a Jedi again, Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi were supposed to be out there, side by side, saving the galaxy one witty quip and affectionate squabble at a time.

She missed them so much.

I miss you. I miss you both so much. I’m so tired and so alone and I just… I just want to give up. I know I can’t. I know you would tell me to keep going but… with Master Obi-Wan dead and Anakin…

No. Ahsoka wouldn’t think about Anakin.

If only Master Obi-Wan was alive, somewhere. If only he was still out there, with a warm cup of tea and smile.

I just wish I could see you again.

And that’s when the pain hit her and she passed out in an overwhelming wave of agony and blinding light.

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ok,  so it’s pretty damn obvious that danganronpa suffers from same-face syndrome. badly.

now, i’m not saying you aren’t allowed to like these characters, nor am i trying to change your views on these characters- hell, when the cast of drv3’s designs came out i immediately fell in love with amami and yonaga- and they, too, suffer from same-face syndrome.  

i’ve only been into danganronpa for seven months, i wasn’t into it when it was released in 2013, but i still consider myself a fan.

now, let’s start with my rant:

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Strictly Professional (Final)

Summary: You and Misha discuss the backlash that you received after fans and the media find out about your relationship.

Pairing: Misha x Publicist/PA!Reader

Warnings: minor angst, smutty smut, nsfw gifs below the cut!

Word Count: 

A/N: I am SO SO SORRY it took me so long to get this out! losing motivation is a bitch, fam, I’m telling you. anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this series; I know I did!! <3333

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Originally posted by bubblemish

Misha returned from the bathroom a few minutes later, his face falling when his eyes landed on your crying form.

“Y/N? What happened, what’s wrong?!” he asked, frantic as he rushed over to you. He sat beside you on the couch, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close.

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Originally posted by canadianshawn

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

Request: Can I request a Shawn dirty imagine where you are both a celebrity couple in public (everyone loves your relationship) like at Disney land or something (with fans around) and Shawn gets really touchy with pda and kisses y/n alot. You tell him to calm down but the fans find it cute etc. 

Note: Hope ya’ll enjoy cause idk what to say tbh XD

“Ok what the hell is up with you Mendes?” You said getting out of your hotel room bed.

“What? Am I not allowed to cuddle my girlfriend?” he whined following you to the bathroom

“Yes you are allowed to cuddle me, just not now we have a long day ahead.” you said closing the door in his face and getting ready to start your day.

Shawn decided it would be fun to take you to Disney this weekend and you couldn’t say no, you’ve both been busy with your careers and barely saw each other.

“Y/N, can you please get out of the bathroom?” you heard him

“I’m almost done.” you said applying the finishing touches to your make up.

You opened the bathroom door to see Shawn walking towards you and hugged you.

“Okay, what did you do?” You laughed

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I am going to make this perfectly clear: Kate Mckinnon is entitled to date whomever she wants, whenever she wants, however she wants. You are her fans. She does not owe you anything but gratitude for being beside her and supporting her, and she relies on those things. But by tearing down her choices in women and degrading them to her face, you are not being the fans Kate loves. You are being cruel, insensitive and rude. Whoever Kate loves is obviously a wonderful person and you need to accept that. I am tired of seeing the hate people spew and the clear invasion of privacy that Kate holds so dear to her heart. Please, stop spreading the abhor you possess onto the woman who deserves nothing but your love, and respect her. Respect her friends, respect the people she loves. 

To make Friends with Fate


As my gift to you, I am going to give you a way to make friends with Fate. 

Fate, it is said, may be influenced in your favor if you know your personal magic work. To find it, light a white candle and sit facing south.  

Take a dictionary and close your eyes.  Turn the book around several times, in various ways so that you are unaware of which way it is facing.  With your eyes closed, fan the pages until you feel compelled to stop at a certain page.  Keep your eyes shut and wander about the page using your forefinger (index finger) until you feel inclined to pause.  

Open your eyes and look at the work under your finger.  If there is more than one word, pick the first word that jumps out at you.  This is your magic word. 

You can remind yourself of your magic word mentally or verbally whenever you wish to tune into a situation, or whenever you feel you need a boost of energy.  it will change the vibration around you and attract good influences.

Originally posted by thewitchystuff

Getting Your First Tattoo with Harry Imagine

 or when Harry was more nervous than you for your first tattoo…

“Are you nervous?” Harry asks you for the thousandth time.

“I was the first time you asked me,” you roll your eyes at him. “Now I’m just annoyed with you.”

Harry bops your nose. “You’re just saying that, you’re never actually annoyed with me,” he brings his face to yours and nuzzles his nose against yours.

“Damn you,” you bring your lips to his for a quick peck. “I am a little nervous actually,” you whisper against his lips.

“I know,” Harry caresses each side of your face, holding your chin up to look him in the eye. “It’ll be over in no time, I’ll hold your hand the whole time.”

“Promise?” you hold out your pinky finger.

“Promise,” he winks, grabbing your pinky in his own and kissing your hand.

“Hey, (YN), right?” the tattoo artist walks up to you, she’s wearing all black with worn down vans slip-ons and white blonde hair piled on top of her head.

“Yeah,” you nod, standing to shake her hand.

“I’m Alo,” she gestures to follow her, you glance at Harry nervously and he nods you along, grabbing your hand and trailing behind you. “So I’ve got your design all drawn, stencilled up and ready to go, want to see it?”

You and Harry share a quick look of excitement as you nod and stand next to Alo to look at the stencil. “Wow,” you whistle, your nerves lessening and your excitement growing. “I absolutely love it,” you feel Harry come up behind you, his head leaning against yours as he takes in the artwork.

“Brilliant, it was quite fun to draw up,” she grabs the stencil from the desk and gestures for you to sit down on the dentist-like chair. “Place your arm here and we’ll get you all stencilled.”

You place your hand on a plastic covered arm of the chair and hold your breath as she carefully positions the stencil. “Now go look at that in the mirror and let me know if the placement is right, we can always change it.”

Harry silently follows you to the full length mirror behind the chair. You look at the koi fish design as it swirls up your wrist, its full lips nearly kissing the space between your thumb and second finger. You flex your hand, swinging it around to look at all angles. It’s perfect. You suddenly become very aware of Harry’s silence behind you.

“Harry?” you turn and look up at him in concern. “You don’t like it?”

“No, it’s perfect, I’m jealous I didn’t get it first,” you smile as Harry mirrors your look of awe at the koi fish slinking around your hand.

“Let’s do this!” you nearly jump back into the seat, excitedly placing your hand on the arm rest, surprising both Harry and Alo.

“Alright, I’ll get everything ready on my end,” she smiles at you and puts a new pair of latex gloves on.

Harry pulls up a rolling stool next to your seat and grabs your other hand, rubbing his thumb in circles on your palm. “You ready, (YN)?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you nod, biting on your lip.

You here the initial buzz of the tattoo machine, Harry’s hand tightens around yours.

“Are you trying to squeeze my hand off?” you roll your eyes at Harry, and flex your fingers a bit, forcing him to relax his iron grip.

“Just let me support you,” he pouts.

“Are you sure you’re the one doing the supporting?” you laugh, then wince as the needle pierces your skin.

“How does that feel?” Alo asks, stopping after a second to gauge your reaction.

“It’s not as bad as I thought it would be,” you smile at her, looking down at the tiny dot on your wrist. You can’t believe it, your first tattoo.

“Told ya,” Harry’s fingers caress your other forearm, tensing as she brings the tattoo machine back down to your skin and continues following the line of the stencil.

“You did not!” you shriek. Harry had spent the past week showing you videos of people getting tattoos and crying or screaming in pain. You had nearly cancelled your appointment in worry.

“I thought if I made it seem really bad you would be relieved when it wasn’t and it would make it easier,” he mumbles into your hand, as he uses your fingers to shield his mouth. You roll your eyes but let him continue to caress your fingers, welcoming the distraction from the harsh needle on your other arm.

You turn to chat with Alo as the tattoo needle buzzes and scratches across your skin. Harry quietly sits and plays with your fingers, pulling on each finger one by one. Every time the needle hits a sensitive part and you wince his grip on your fingers tightens.

“All done,” you finally glance down, you had avoided looking at the needle as she worked on it, your fear of needles kept your eyes away from the source of buzzing and discomfort. “I’m going to clean it and then you can take a look in the mirror before I wrap it up.”

“Wow, Harry look at this,” you stand in front of the mirror, staring down at the little fish on your hand.

“It looks amazing,” he stares in awe. “Let me get a picture to send to your mum and everyone,” he slips his phone from the back pocket of his skinny jeans as you fidget in excitement.

“That’s enough, Harry!” you whine, after the 12th picture. “You don’t need 100 pictures of it.”

“No but I want them,” he grins at you, his dimples appearing.

You get the tattoo wrapped up and taped down and listen attentively as Alo goes over aftercare. Harry tries to distract you by playing with you hair and you have to swat his hands away.

A couple hours later and you’re home and sitting on the sofa next to Harry as he aimlessly flips through channels before settling on the channel he started on. You’re not paying attention to him, much to his annoyance, as all you can do is stare down at your fresh tattoo.

“I think I’m addicted to tattoos now,” you state.

Harry pulls you into his lap with a huge grin on his face. “I don’t think I could love you anymore,” he nuzzles his nose into your shoulder.

(Note: this imagine introduces a character I’m writing a long chaptered fic about, so keep your eyes open for that soon!! i.e. Alo, the badass tattooer)

Wanna hear a joke

// Even more Jerome stuff because this is how much trash I am and my friend recently followed me (cough cough @romascurl ) and she likes Jerome so I’m doing this to be kind.
Warnings: None. (well maybe) A kissing scene. *le gasp*
Rating: Actually, this is really fluffy but with a little scene. (a KisSiNg ScEnE?!?!)
Need to know: (Y/n) is with the Maniax. This idea came from a prompt. //

You cover your face with your hands, repressing a scream that had been building up for the past few minutes. “Gosh-wh-ju-JEROME, stop it now!” Jerome’s head snaps over to look at you, his mouth still open from the jokes he had been spewing out non-stop since you entered the room. His lips curve into a smile, and he shrugs, a piece of his hair falling into his face.
“Are you sure you want me to, sweet cheeks? Because you almost laughed at that last one, and I think if you give me a few minutes I’ll be able to break yo-” Without hesitation, you hurl a pillow at Jerome’s head. He stands there perfectly still, his mouth still open in mid-sentence as it bounces off his face and falls to the ground. He turns to look at you, his head tilting in a jarring manner, and his eyebrows raising. “That was not nice.” You shake your head, letting out a loud sigh. Jerome mimics your sigh, and reaches over quickly, pulling you too him. “Are you upset?” He asks sarcastically, not giving you time to answer before he pats your head. “It’s all right, I have you now.” He mutters, a wide grin on his face. Jerome is obviously amused by this whole situation, which just makes you more frustrated.
“Do you always have to be so annoying?” You ask, pulling away from him.
“Do you always have to be this cute?” He counters quickly, tapping your nose lightly with his finger, and mouthing boop. You stare at him, your jaw dropping open. Usually the two of you would bicker back and forth, and just annoy each other in general, but today he was acting…different with you. He smiles at your loss of words, and brings his face closer to yours. “Well, doll, seeing as how you haven’t cut my head off yet I’m going to assume you’re fine with this.” Jerome whispers, pushing your hair out of your face. You stare into his eyes, and he laughs again, and raises his eyebrows, his eyes widening slightly. “I like you, y/n. You’re different. You’re better, your smarter, and you’re definitely cuter.” You don’t have time to respond to this before Jerome kisses you. He pulls away quickly though, and rests his forehead on yours, staring into your eyes again. “You really are beautiful, ya know?” He says, grinning crookedly.
“Jerome, I-” You begin, although your sentence is cut off by the doors opening and Barbara and Tabitha walking into the room. Barbara’s eyebrows shoot up instantly when she sees the two of you.
“What’s going…” Barbara’s voice trails up as Jerome pops up of the couch very dramatically, throwing his arms up in the air.
“It’s not what it looks like!” He wails, acting in his over the top, dramatic way. He pauses, his arms falling to his side as he looks over at you, shooting you a wink. “…but it’s pretty freaking close.” Jerome walks over to you and kisses your forehead before falling back onto the couch and pulling you into his arms. Tabitha shakes her head at this, moving into the other room quickly. Barbara smiles, and tilts her head.
“Honestly, this doesn’t surprise me.” She says before walking into the kitchen.
Jerome pinches your cheek, and kisses you again. He pulls back again, and winks once more. “Well, doll face, wanna hear a joke?” Jerome makes eye contact with you as you scream in frustration, and he begins laughing hysterically.

fic rec time!

It’s three days into the New Year of 2017, seconds will be ticking by as we write/read/breathe/blink, and an orange turd will be rolling into the White House with its golden ferrari soon. Thus, I am providing a huge list of recommendations for various fan fiction stories across many fandoms, just for you guys. <3 

(Disclaimer: I have loved almost every fic I’ve read, so there is no favourite and no lesser author/story than the other. Please know that if I don’t recommend a fic or author, I still love you, your writing, and your beautiful hearts.)


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Regret by fanofthisfiction 

Summary: Sasuke knows his absence has deeply hurt his daughter Sarada. Now that he’s back, the challenges of mending broken ties is what he must face. An emotional journey with ties to religious concepts along the way.

- Of the hurt/comfort genre, but infinitely deeper and more complex than the classification itself. I love the complexity of each and every character in this story, and the way they deal with their respective trauma and grief. fanofthisfiction is unique in that they add their own take on the Naruto-verse into the story, namely religious concepts, that tie incredibly well into the overarching, highly-intricate nature of the plot. A great read. 

6 Months with the Hyuuga Family by Whipped Coffee

Summary: To be loved by someone, by anyone, it makes life shine, like this. -AU-

(The plot is quite literally, and effectively, summed up by the title) 

- One of the first AU stories that I’ve read in Naruto, and also heartbreakingly unfinished. There is some star-quality character development in this story, as well as beautifully written prose and a divine love line between the lovely NejiTen. I have read this story over and over and over again, and I highly recommend it to everyone in the squadron of NejiTen shippers, and anyone else who I have yet the pleasure to meet. 

Secret Life of Teachers by tabine 

Summary: Romance is a bit difficult to do when you spend a majority of your time within fifty feet of the object of your affections and somehow still don’t quite understand that you’re falling in love with them, if only because being a full-time high school teacher while taking graduate school courses takes precedence over everything else. A Nejiten high school teachers AU

- It goes without saying, @tabine is the supreme ruler of sassy, hilariously-written AUs. I haven’t laughed this much when reading a story in ever, so I highly recommend this read, not only because it’s fantastic inside-out, but also because it’s raw and real and relatable. Teachers aren’t two-dimensional beings that are there for the sake of enforcing rigid disciplinary practices. They have post-grad work to do, they’re struggling to pay the rent in their apartment, they exist outside of classroom doors, and they are ultimately human beings. 

Phone Calls by winternightlullaby

Summary: Hey! It’s Sakura! Sorry I’m not on the phone right now, but leave a message and I’ll try to get back to you! Bye! ‘Beeeeeep’ “It’s Sasuke. I-I wanted to tell you that I miss you. I’m sorry about what happened those few days ago. I want to explain myself, but talking through the phone isn’t the best way. You still have the spare key to my house, I’ll be waiting.” AU

- I thoroughly enjoyed this back in 2012, when it was still in the process of being written. It’s absolutely fabulous, with some hilarious scenes and a great development in plot and in character. Everyone is utterly loveable, in my opinion, because they’re flawed and mostly try their best to make their way through life one step at a time. Highly recommend. 

Venus or Themis by NessieGG

Summary: [NejiTen AU, Story 3 of the New York Society series] It seems doubtful that Neji Hyuuga, an upper level attorney, could make a relationship work with his latest client, rising arms consultant Tenten Long. It’s the personal choices that make the difference

- Because every single line was artfully written and laced with the author’s voice. I honestly felt like the scenes playing out were CW-level (in the good way), and thereby fabulous with a hint of swoon-worthy romanticism. I would’ve liked to read more of it, because the story was a bit rushed at the end to me, but it’s still fantastic nonetheless, and completed, which is also good. 

one and twenty by twinquies

Summary: AU. The numbers are still fresh on her mind — Nejiten & SasuSaku.

- There’s only one chapter so far, but in this chapter, there are 7126 words of intrigue, mystery, a dash of dystopia, romance, and a huge amount of horrifying nuances towards the nature of human breeding factories. This may or may not have been @asiantwinkies‘s intention, but I still love this particular (unfinished) AU because it’s so jarringly real. Highly recommend it, and highly expecting another chapter from twinquies. :) 

Special shout-outs: 

@fruitysmellz who has a wealth of stories on FFN that are filled with NejiTen goodness. They’re retired from the life of fanfics now, and a veteran, but their stories are still locate-able online. 

@keroribbit for their exemplary writing growth, as displayed through all of their stories. Chichue is a personal favourite of mine because it’s adorable, but they’ve written a load of one shots (as well as a Gakuen Alice AU, or two) as well. 

@giada-luna because all of her stories, whether they are one-shots in a collection, or multi-chapter fics, have a rich, highly-researched foundation that allows her to explore all of her characters and settings and universes to the fullest. 

Young Justice

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A Cinderella Story by KairiAngel13

Summary: After the unexpected death of her mother and the abandonment of her older sister, Artemis is uprooted and forced to live with an abusive father. Are a red-headed track star and a simple arrow the keys to bringing her a “Happily Ever After?” Warning: Mentions of Child Abuse and Suggestive Sexual Themes. Spitfire Multiple Parings, AU. COMPLETE

- While the title and overall plot is reminiscent of Hillary Duff’s A Cinderella Story, this one is in no way as lighthearted and adorable as the movie itself. One must absolutely ensure that they’re prepared for the various, highly mature themes that are explored in this story, as they may or may not come out emotionally scarred by Artemis’ plight. That being said, domestic abuse is something that is hidden behind closed doors and a taboo by the media. It is very real, and very traumatic to millions of people around the globe. I love this story because not only does it illustrate the immediate and subsequents effects of trauma on children, it shows that people often struggle to cope with their ordeals. (Also, there is a sequel story.)

Parenthesis by knottedblonde

Summary: “She tries to put a lot of words into the kiss, words she isn’t brave enough to say out loud: She’ll stand by him because she cares about him, and if there’s anything he’s taught her it’s that when you care about people, really care about them, you don’t leave. Not forever.” Sequel to my other story, Artemisia. Artemis-centric; the gap between Season 1 & 2. M in later chapters.

- Definitely read Artemisia before Parenthesis, or else you’ll be completely lost with the story. knottedblonde writes like a poet, follows the canon storyline incredibly well, provides her readers with more insight into the characters of Young Justice (namely, Artemis) and also brings her own ideas to the table as well. I follow Parenthesis religiously, because that 5-year timeskip has left so many questions unanswered, and she’s answering all of my questions, and then making me cry and laugh and cry again, several times over. So, a good read. 

A Hogwarts Story by girlwiththeblackinkpen

Summary: Harry Potter, re-imagined with the YJ characters. An old story being edited and reposted.

- Obligatory Harry Potter AU recommendation. I also LOVE it, for obvious reasons, so you should absolutely get on it right now. 

Ferte in Noctem by Satellites on Parade

Summary: "So you haven’t been sorted yet, then?“ Conner asked. Artemis shrugged, fiddling with her robes. "No,” she replied. “It’s the first on my to-do list, though.” Hogwarts AU.

- Now, @brella has a massive collection of YJ stories, all of which are beautifully-written, with a great representation of each character and their respective backstories (canon or not). I’m recommending this one because I’m a nerd and I love Harry Potter, but as a fan of her work, I’m also inserting:

Royally Flushed because of the AU and because it’s relatable and achingly introspective. Artemis is a teen, she’s still learning about her place in society and who she is, and her life hasn’t been that great, but being made a princess overnight isn’t going to solve all her problems because she’s got to figure them out herself. The themes of friendship, self-identity, cultural identity, and familial bonds are explored thoroughly. 

* The Next Great Adventure because we’re all devastated by (SPOILERS) Wally’s ceasing, and we all want him to come back from wherever he is, so the writers should read this story and follow the exact plot line so that we can all feel happy that spitfire is back and learning how to deal with one of the most horrifying moments of their lives. 

This is the Why by icanhearyouglaring

Summary: It has to be a trick of the mind, or indigestion from last night’s Big Belly Burger, because there is absolutely no way Wally West could have that kind of an effect on her. Ever. (A Spitfire high school AU)

- @icanhearyouglaring has many stories as well, all of which can be found in the links provided, and are also stellar, platinum-quality, fabulous, sassy, and incredibly well-written. I love this for the character growth and the complicated histories of each character. In fact, I think it’s safe to say that one’s life isn’t complete until they make their way through the entire story, and then all the other stories in their collection, and then some more. 

Crock Investigations by eliestarr

Summary: "It’s been six months since her father’s arrest, and Artemis Crock is tired of finding red spray paint on her car.“ or, a Veronica Mars AU, starring our favourite archer and Crock Investigations.

- Mystery is a hard genre to pull off without sounding overly-trope-y and cliche, but eliestarr does that, and then some more. Artemis is undeniably strong, but she’s also young and still vulnerable to the hardships of society as a whole. This story shows both of these sides to her character, which I adore.

Harry Potter

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Newton’s Improbabilities by ksuzu

Summary: You romance a Porpentina the same way you mate a Horntail. With utmost care. [Anthology. Latest: Singing You Know Where]

- As is the case with most authors, ksuzu has written many, many more fbawtf stories. This one is just as great as the others, and it has a great one-shot collection of Newt’s efforts to romance Tina, so 1000% read it. 

milk and honey, tea and scones  by Ali Summerset 

Summary: Newt’s a barista who doesn’t like coffee, Tina’s a RA who likes to bend the rules, Queenie loves to matchmake, and Jacob’s just along for the ride. [University/Coffeeshop AU]

- It’s cute, it has a great representation of each and every character there is, and it has the same exhilarating dynamic between the Fearsome Foursome as the movie does. <3 

Commentarius by B.C. Daily

Summary: Lily has always considered herself ordinary. But as she enters her 7th year, things start changing and Lily starts going a bit mad. Suddenly, she’s Head Girl, her mates are acting strangely, and there’s a new James Potter she can’t seem to get rid of. PRE-HBP

- @bcdaily is one of the many go-to people for Lily-James fics, but they’re great in that each of their stories explores different angles of Lily and James’ respective characters. This one’s unfinished so far, but they and universe have blessed us with a status update on their tumblr page, so there will be more and I am heaps excited. 

The Life and Times by Jewels5

Summary: She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

- Sitting at 10707 reviews, @itreallyatemyhand‘s story has an intricate plot line, great and complex character development and relationships, as well as a somewhat macabre undertone to the onset of Lord Voldemort and the rising war. Unfinished, and unsure if it will be finished, but it’s a great read nonetheless. 

Oh God Not Again! by Sarah1281

Summary: So maybe everything didn’t work out perfectly for Harry. Still, most of his friends survived, he’d gotten married, and was about to become a father. If only he’d have stayed away from the Veil, he wouldn’t have had to go back and do everything AGAIN.

- 429 stories, and a knack for blunt humour in each one. I promise you, this is 50 chapters of hilariousness, addressing almost all the plot holes in Harry Potter, a great deal of fan theories, and just overall a fantastic piece to read if you’re feeling down. 

A Very Decent Man by LadyBaelish27

Summary: Newt comes back to New York with a copy of his book for Tina. But this isn’t the end of a love story; it’s the start of an adventure. After large groups of New Yorkers realize they share identical blank spots and phantom memories, conspiracy theories flourish. The chaos is compounded by rumors of a vicious alligator in the subways. Newt thought he’d come back to New York for a kiss, but nothing’s ever quite that easy. Novel-length action with heavy (read: adult!) Newt/Tina. *COMPLETE*

- The author has a great balance between emotional growth, relationships, romance, adventure, sorrow, sadness, love, and sex, in this story. It’s fantastic to read, with great character dynamics and portrayals that align with the canon-verse incredibly well. Kudos to LadyBaelish27!


Life Coach by Dierhart

Summary: Set while Jane and Daria are in Boston; an unlikely agreement is struck between Quinn and Trent to get his life started in the attempts of turning Daria’s head when she comes back to Lawndale.

Once Upon a Time Turner by Scheherezade06

Summary: A collection of drabbles and scenes of Once Upon a Time characters set at Hogwarts. This is a Captain Swan fanfiction, with Killian Jones cast as a Hufflepuff.

The Fellowship Cafe by Boromerely

Summary: In the campus of Middle-Earth University lies the Fellowship Café, the famous coffee and Legolas’s delicious vegan friendly (who knew?) baked goods. Owned by none other than Gandalf the Grey, the café is the employment place of many of the students, and the greatest place to get a rather decent cup of coffee to get students through the misery of University.

On The Prowl by ghostgirl19

Summary: "I’ll be fine, Alya. It’s only a couple blocks.” “But it’s ten at night, it’s not safe. Especially with that Chat Noir prowling around.” AU

Ruffled by The Punch Lord

Summary: It’s hard being a part of the pureblood society. Especially when your secretly half human. But Adrien liked to think he had it down, that he was in control of his heritage. Well, he was. But a chance meeting with a little witch ruffled him up. Veela!Adrien

Crazy by Ascaisil

Summary: You don’t understand!“ Chopper shouted with tears running through his fur. "Robin’s lost her mind! She’s literally been driven insane!”

Before it Froze by anad

Summary: Elsa and Jack, and their seven years at Hogwarts. AU series of interconnected vignettes

stefani, flipping her flip phone: she’s not gonna text back is she
kesha, upside down on her bed: Dude, chill, just give her a sec
stefani: all i want to do is be one half of the hottest couple to ever exist and instead i’m going to die alone. i’m gonna go stag again. at the table alone again. no foundation on my shoulder, again, my own lipstick smeared on my face–
kesha, fanning herself with the bell jar: Babe… breathe. worst case scenario i pretend to be your date
stefani: Bro.. you would do that for me?
kesha: Yeah bro.
Stefani: Brooo….
stefani: I’m texting katy. she’d suck my dick anyday. i need a real date.
kesha: chill out dude she’s gonna text back it’s been 15 minutes, tops
stefani, typing: Yeah, i always top

marina: is that all youve got??
lizzy: i’m so tired can i leave
marina: Are you a quitter??
lizzy: Yeah i am. listen i didnt even want to join but you couldnt have a one person fight club
marina: A little less conversation and a little more punch my body!!
lizzys phone: (buzzes)
lizzy: I’m gonna check that
marina: the only person youre cheating here… is your…s.. You. its you
lizzy: Where’s my phone
marina: Maybe if you focused on the.. present.. instead of locking your brain and soul into a little machine. man was born to LIVE not to CHAIN THEMSELVES to virtual r
lizzy: I can’t be here right now

an indeterminate amount of time later
stefani: that went ok.
kesha: what do you think katy meant by “Of course i’ll go with you GIRLfriend ;)”
stefani: she’s very friendly.
stefanis phone: (plays the first five seconds of stairway to heaven)
stefani: who is … texting me
kesha, picking it up: oh it’s lizzy
kesha: she says, “i would love to attend the senior prom with you, Stefani. ~~life is a highway~~”
stefanis phone: (plays the first five seconds of stairway to heaven again)
kesha: oh there’s more. “sorry for the delay btw. marina diamandis locked my phone in a freezer. ~~life is a highway~~”
stefani: ….
stefani: oh F-

The Quarry *Requested* Part 2

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: none

Words: 1,400

When you woke up you were debating wether you should get out of bed yet or not. You totally dreaded facing Daryl. What would he say? What would he do? Would he even remember? “I guess now is a good a time as any.” You told yourself, pushing the sheets off of you and getting out of bed. You made your way into the main room and were relieved that you didn’t see Daryl in there. Thank god. “Ugh, I am never drinking again.” Glenn said, holding his head in his hands. “We all say that.” You said ruffling his hair, taking a seat next to him. “Ughhhh.” He groaned swatting your hand away and you laughed. “Here, drink some water it’ll help.” You said smiling and he took the glass from you. “I might throw up on you.” Glenn told you, before chugging it. “Some friend you are.” You said smirking at him.

“Thanks.” You said, when T-dog handed you a plate of eggs. “They’re powdered, but I worked my magic on them.” He said, making you chuckle. You looked up and saw Daryl had entered the room and you choked on your eggs, having a mini coughing fit. “Geez are you ok?” Glenn asked, patting you on the back. “Yeah, I’m good.” You said wheezing, trying to catch your breath. You concentrated on your plate for the most part, but you felt Daryl’s eyes on you and when you looked back at him again he quickly looked away. This was going to be a long day.


Unsurprisingly there was a problem, at first you thought this place could be a permanent home, you didn’t want to admit that it was a pipe dream. However, you didn’t think that this place would fall so quickly, it had barely been one day. “Please, all we are asking for is a chance.” Rick pleaded. “I told you once the doors are closed they stay closed.” Jenner told the group. Jenner eventually gave in and opened the door that kept the group trapped. “I’m grateful.” Rick said to the scientist. “The day will come when you won’t be.” Jenner replied, his response gave you chills. You shook your head and ran into your room and grabbed all your things, shoving them into your backpack. Daryl was looking around frantically, trying to find you. “Where is she?!” He screamed in his head. He was about to sprint back downstairs, but he saw you running towards him with Glenn right behind you.

Rick put the grenade that Carol had given him right by the window. Luckily the force of the impact broke the bullet proof window. “Come on let’s go!” T-dog said and everyone started to jump through the opening. “Shit!” You cursed when you fell getting out of the window and your leg was sliced by a piece of glass, there was blood everywhere. You stood up slowly but couldn’t move fast enough, the pain was excruciating. “(Y/N)!” You heard Daryl shout. “Just go, you don’t have time!” You yelled back at him. “I ain’t leavin’ ya.” He said, running over to you, picking you up bridal style and racing towards his truck.

He laid you down across the front seat and covered you with his body, shielding you from the explosion. Soon there was a loud blast and just like that the CDC was destroyed. Daryl sat up, when the sound of falling debris faded. Daryl looked down at you for a moment, making sure you were ok. He grabbed the red rag out of his back pocket and wiped the blood away. “It’s pretty deep.. but ya won’t need stitches.” He told you. He then got one of his shirts out of the backseat and wrapped it around your leg, tying it tightly. “Thank you.. for coming back for me.” You said to him and he nodded. The group started to drive off one by one and Daryl turned on his truck, following them. What are we going to do now?


Every once in a while you would glance over at Daryl driving. He had one hand on the wheel and his elbow leaning against the window frame, biting the tip of his thumb. It had been four hours on the road so far and the silence was killing you. You needed to know if he remembered last night, even if you didn’t like his answer. “Maybe I should give him a hint?” You thought to yourself. “Sooo, last night was fun.” You blurted out, immediately regretting your choice of words. What a stupid thing to say. You looked over at Daryl and waited for his answer, but he didn’t say anything. Another two hours passed and the group pulled over on the side of the road.

“What happened to you?” Rick asked, when he saw you limping with Daryl’s bloody shirt around your leg. “It’s stupid. This kind of world wasn’t meant for the uncoordinated.” You answered with a smile. You sat on a nearby log and checked out the large gash on your leg. Daryl watched you as you unwrapped it and saw that there was a minor infection. He pulled a pill bottle out of his bag and dropped it in front of you. “Here. It’ll help with the pain and infection.” He said and walked back over to his spot a few yards away. You sat there with a frown on your face for a few moments, before opening the bottle and swallowing the two pills dry. You got a clean bandage from Dale and rewrapped it. You stretched your leg out a little, it definitely felt better.

“Mom, I’m hungry.” Carl said to Lori, grabbing his stomach. “I know honey, we all are.” She answered. “I’ll try to catch us some squirrel or somethin’.” Daryl said and Lori thanked him. “Wait up.” You told Daryl and grabbed your knife. “Stay here, yer leg.” He told you. “It doesn’t hurt anymore, those pills worked quickly. Thanks for that by the way.” You said. Daryl just turned around and walked across the street into the woods, he knew there was no point in arguing with you.


“It’s so pretty out here.” You commented, the sunset was painting oranges and pinks across the sky. “I always wanted a little cosy house in the mountains, surrounded by trees.” You continued and he just grunted. Daryl shot his crossbow and caught his sixth squirrel, tying it to a rope around his belt loop.

Soon the pain in your leg came back and you leaned back against a tree. “I told ya you shoulda stayed.” Daryl said. “I’m fine, give me a second.” You said. “Just sit down before ya fall down.” Daryl told you and you did as he said. He sat across from you and cleaned off some of his arrows, while you watched him. “I didn’t forget ya know..” Daryl told you. “Huh?” You asked. “Never mind.” He mumbled and grabbed another arrow. Your eyes widened when you finally understood what he meant. You were at a loss for words, you honestly wouldn’t have thought in a million years that he would bring it up. “Did you.. mean it?” You asked him quietly, your heart pounding in your chest. He slowly nodded after a few long moments. You crawled over to him on all fours, taking the arrow out of his hand and sat on his lap. You ran your fingers through his hair and kissed him, the kiss growing more intense by the second. He ran his tongue across your bottom lip, asking for entrance, which you gladly allowed. Daryl moaned pulling you closer against him. Unfortunately you both pulled away, needing to catch your breath.

You looked at him with a wide smile on your face. “Wha’?” He asked and you shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know. I’m just happy.” You answered and began kissing him again.

Hope you guys liked part 2. Please let me know if you’re interested in a part 3 (I have a few ideas☺️)!

Tags: @deeindarkwonderland @rainbow-unicorn-pony @anythingandeverything12

Halloween Series || Jack

“Jack, are you ready?” you called to your boyfriend who was somewhere in the flat. “I have everything set up.”

“Coming!” he called back before appearing in the kitchen. “Sorry, just fixing my hair.”

“Of course you were,” you teased. “C’mon, we have a video to do.”

You and Jack both had YouTube channels, which was actually how you met. Now you filmed collabs constantly, which your fans were thrilled about. Today, you convinced Jack to bake some Halloween treats with you. You were excited and while you knew Jack was rubbish in the kitchen, you loved seeing the domestic side of him.

“Hello everybody!” you said to the camera. “Today I am joined by this gorgeous one.” You squeezed his cheeks a bit causing him to pull a face and both of you to laugh. “And today we are going to be baking some Halloween cupcakes!” You clapped your hands together. “Are you ready, gorgeous?” you asked Jack.

“These are going to be absolutely horrible,” he said honestly.

“Such optimism,” you teased. “Oh! And if anyone was wondering, I am wearing my Up, Up, and Amaze Top in Skulls from Modcloth and Jack is wearing his Religion T Shirt With All Over Embroidered Skull from ASOS.”

“Why do you remember the exact name of the shirts?” Jack asked.

“Babe, I spent 100 pounds when I bought these,” you said. “I bloody well better remember what they’re called.”

You told the camera the ingredients you had laid out on your counter. “We are going to be baking pumpkin cupcakes and then decorating them with some piping frosting and sprinkles and other little goodies.” Jack laughed at your enthusiasm before beginning to help with the video. You had measured out the baking powder, baking soda, pumpkin pie spice, cinnamon, and salt, putting it in a bowl and making silly conversation as you did so. “What is your favorite part about Halloween?” you asked Jack.

“Hands down the scary movies,” he answered quickly. “What about you?”

“I like the treats,” you said. “I like making treats and eating treats and handing out the candy on Halloween night.”

“Alright, princess, we get it, you have a sweet tooth,” Jack teased.

As you moved on to the flour, you began measuring the proper amount into a bowl. “You know what I wish there was more of during Halloween though?” Jack asked.



With that, he took a handful of flour and threw it up in the air, causing it to fall on your head. “Jack!” you whined. “No!”

“What?” he laughed. “Just trying to get in the festive spirit.” With that, he blew more flour at you, laughing loudly at your sour faces.

“Jack, stop it!” you laughed lightly. “Give me the flour.”

“No!” he stated.

“Jackson! Give me the flour right now!”

You tickled his sides and pushed him away from the flour so you could grab some and throw it at him. “Babe!” he whined. “You know I just got this shirt!”

“I got it for you!”

Once the two of you had calmed down, you moved on to the eggs. “You wanna see something cool?” Jack asked as you each took two eggs.

“What?” you said.

“I can crack this with one hand,” he stated. Before you could register what he was doing, he took the egg and smashed it on your head. “See? Cracked.”

“Jack Maynard!” you shouted, feeling the egg dripping down the back of your head. “Ew this is grim!” As he was busy laughing at you, you grabbed an egg and cracked it over his head as well. “Oh, gorgeous, it’s in your hair!” you mocked. Jack pouted and attempted to peel some egg shells out of his hair but gave up once he realized it was impossible.

“Alright, back to business!” you said in a serious tone, placing your hands on your hips. “Next we’ve got to add the pumpkin puree, vegetable oil, brown sugar, caster sugar, and vanilla and mix it until well combined!” You said all of that in your best “contestant on a baking show” voice, causing Jack to chuckle and roll his eyes at you playfully.

A few messy minutes later, you got the batter into all the cupcake wrappings and put the tin in the oven. “Now we wait 17 minutes!”

“What the bloody hell are we going to do for 17 minutes?” Jack asked teasingly. When he was looking down at his phone, you grabbed a handful of caster sugar and dropped it down the back of his top. Jack jumped and turned around quickly, grabbing you by the waist and holding you up in the air.

“Put me down, Jack!” you squealed. He did so, but not before taking a lump of brown sugar and shoving it in your face.

“Babe, it looks like you have a little bit of sugar on your face,” he said with a smirk.

“Oh really?” you sarcastically said back. “Where?”

“Here, I’ll get it for you.”

And so, Jack placed a heated kiss on your lips, grabbing you by the waist and pushing you up against the counter. You smiled and went to tangle your fingers in his hair, but immediately retracted and started laughing. “What?” Jack asked.

“Your hair is sticky from the eggs,” you said in between giggles. Jack just laughed back and shook his head.

When it came to decorating the cupcakes, you both had drastically different tactics. You tried to create mummy faces and monster heads, but Jack just dropped enough globs of frosting on them so that all the sprinkles he wanted would stay on top. “Brilliant,” you laughed to him as he licked the sides of his fingers free of frosting. “Yes, these look great.”

“So, if you liked this video, go on and give it a big thumbs up,” you said to the camera. “I make new videos every Monday so hit that subscribe button because it’s free and it really helps me out! And if you wanna see more of me and gorgeous, go over on Jack’s channel. What did we do, babe?”

“We played a game involving iconic horror movie clips and great forfeits,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah, I have a feeling things are going to get pretty messy over there too, so if you wanna see that, go on and click Jack’s face or the link below. But, that’s all for today, thanks for watching and I’ll see you nuggets next time! Bye!” You and Jack both waved at the camera before you went around to turn it off.

“Shower before my video?” Jack asked, a playful look in his eyes.

“We’re only going to have to shower again after yours,” you said back.

“Two showers with you in one day?” he smirked, grabbing you by your waist. “I am one lucky man.”


I loved writing this one! If you guys want, I can make a part 2 of this where it’s Jack’s video. Only if you guys want xx

I did an Instagram livestream as soon as I got home from my hours long car ride from Boston. People kept asking me about Jack and if I really fainted (yes I fainted after meeting him). I tried to explain it the best I could, giving details so that others can imagine the way I felt in that moment. This lovely account posted this picture^ with a quote of something I said during the stream. I am so glad they did because it truly sums up what hugging Seán is like. It’s not like hugging a celebrity or hugging someone who you know will never remember your face. No. Hugging him, is like hugging a friend, someone you have been talking to for months and FINALLY got to see in person. Hugging him is like hugging someone who you’ve known all your life, it’s so natural and unforgettable. He doesn’t hug you like you’re some fan, he hugs you like you’re his family. That is something I will never forget.

ASTRO Reaction To Stopping You From Lashing Out At Someone Hating On Your Relationship

*GIFs Not Mine*

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Anonymous said:

Astro’s reaction where they have to stop you lashing out at someone cause they made a really bad comment about your guys relationship

MJ: *Only able to keep from lashing out himself because he’s focused on keeping you from cutting a bitch. He’s mostly just whispering to you about how much he does love you and no hate is coming between your relationship. But you can tell it pissed him off too due to his normally bright expression going dark.*

Originally posted by moonbinny

JinJin: *Jinjin is immediately grabbing your hand to hold you back as he  turns to face the hater, trying to suppress his own expression of disgust. Then proceeds to beautifully and eloquently shut down the person.* I’m sorry you feel the need to be hateful about my relationship and I would hope that people who call themselves our fans would support us. I am happy and my relationship does not take away from the love I have for my fans.

Originally posted by a-little-too-obsessed

Eunwoo: *I have a feeling that Eunwoo might be like me in the sense he may just have a river of frustration bubbling underneath a composed surface. So as soon as he heard the comment all emotion would drain from his face and his hand would burn hot in yours. He would turn to the hater even before you could burst out with your frustration and somehow manage to say I’m sorry you feel that way but it seems like a personal problem in a calm voice before removing the two of you from the situation.*

Originally posted by silver-starboy

Moonbin: *He would be immediately focusing on you as he knew you were struggling handling the hate you were getting in stride. He was expecting you to be sad or emotional but he was not expecting the reality; pure fury burning in your eyes. He whispered that it’s ok and that he loves you, kissing your temple before steering you away before someone is murdered.*

Originally posted by eunhasmom

Rocky: *He was immediately imitated when he saw the unbridled anger in your eyes, thinking aw shit someone is gonna get hit… But he steps up to defuse the situation. He just gives you a desperate look if you get pissed it’ll only make things worse if you explode so let’s just leave quietly and get ice cream or something.

Originally posted by rockybin

Sanha: *Definitely panicking. He maybe even jump at the comment but as soon as he hears it, you knowsyour defensive and slightly combative nature is going to come out so he just steers you away and starts apologizing for the hater and bringing you down, possibly by distracting you with his big smile and lots of cute compliments and reassurances about the security of your relationship.*

Originally posted by sugakins

But what am I supposed to do?

Chapter 11: the morning after

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After years of trying to forget about your fleeting romance, it had come back to hit you twice as hard. Caught between lies and feelings, you’d finally given in to the temptation that was Song Minho. And you weren’t about to lose him all over again.

Originally posted by yoonjeongpuns

*You reach for your phone; 10:50am. You groan as the bright screen illuminates your face. A low hum coming from the TV on the wall. You scramble for the remote, cautious not to disturb the warm body sleeping next to you. You wince as the alcohol starts to wear off and a dull ache starts to radiate from your hips. Minho had definitely not disappointed last night. You smirk to yourself as you head to the bathroom, careful not to trip on the various pieces of clothing scattered across his bedroom floor.*

[MH] Y/N?

*His deep voice catches you by surprise as you slink towards the bathroom; you instantly become very aware of your exposed state. You turn sheepishly to face him; his muscular figure barely covered by the bed sheet.*

[Y/N] Ah, good morning…

*You murmur half-pressed against the wall to cover yourself. You watch as his sleepy brown eyes graze over you and a small smirk twitches at his lips.*

[MH] Good morning indeed.

*His tone makes you chuckle as he stretches his long, toned arms towards you; hands beckoning you. You peel yourself away from the wall, glad that the curtains were still drawn, and wander to the edge of the bed so you’re just out of reach.*

[MH] come here

*Minho growls at you, causing you to move just within his grasp. You feel your heart rate increase as his long fingers dig themselves into your thigh as he pulls you towards him.*

[MH] much better.

*You allow yourself to be drawn into a cuddle; warm skin against warm skin. Minho traces your side with his fingertips as he attempts to make eye contact with you. You avoid it shyly; neither of you were exactly virgins, but it had been your first time with him. You bite your lip as your mind drifts back over the nights events. The drunken argument in an alleyway leading to drunken sex at his place. It had been gentle to start with; exploring each others bodies and soft kisses. But you’d both been waiting for this moment for two years so it quickly became clumsy. An unquenchable need to be close to each other.*

[MH] Y/N?

*Minho soft tone brings you back to the present; a slight blush creeping into your cheeks.*

[MH] What are you thinking about?

[Y/N] Um… last night… you… us…

*The heat in your face grows stronger and you avoid eye contact once more. But Minho simply laughs and pulls you underneath him.*

[MH] well we can always recreate that…

*You stand there, an hour or so later, in Minho’s sleek kitchen. Dressed in nothing but his shirt, you search through his cupboards for some breakfast.*

[Y/N] How much ramen does this guy need?

*You mutter to yourself. A tall silhouette stands in the doorway to the living area, you turn to face him with a shy smirk twitching at the corners of your mouth.*

[MH] How are you feeling?

*Minho purrs as he saunters towards you, now fully dressed. You smirk as you think about his broad, tanned body moving against yours… the marks you’d left against his shoulders.*

[Y/N] Sore…

*You grin up at him; the scent of fresh cologne and clean laundry enveloping you as his frame blocks your view. Minho places a gentle kiss against your already bruised mouth; a tender apology.*

[MH] I’ve been waiting for this for so long…

*Minho’s confession leaves you feeling guilty; after all, it was you that had run away for two years. You’d left so much behind. Friends. Your dream job. Your first love. But that was in the past… You’re snapped back to reality as Minho lifts you onto the counter; the cold surface a contrast against your bare flesh.*

[MH] but we’re here now.

*You smile as he wraps his arm around your lower back; the warm of his forearm leaving tingles on your skin. Minho leans his forehead against yours.*

[Y/N] I really missed you, you know.

*You whisper looking down as his brown eyes burned into yours. Minho pulls away from you; a cold space where his forehead had been.*

[MH] I missed you too…

*Minho murmurs, fondling your hand gently in his.*

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11

[MH] Do you play piano anymore?

[Y/N] Hm? no… I haven’t played since…

[MH] …Since?

[Y/N] Since I left. 

[MH] You always used to look so pretty when you played piano…

*Minho murmurs warmly, cupping your face in his large hands. He kisses you softly and lowers you onto the floor. It was as if the past two years had never happened. You feel bitter; imagine if you’d never left. You both wander over to the sofa hand-in-hand.*

[Y/N] Maybe I could start playing it again?

*You suggest shyly as Minho scoops you into his arms on the sofa. He pulls a blanket over the two of you.*

[MH] Of course you should! You should come by the studio some time…

*You smile to yourself as Minho talks excitedly. You rest your head against his sturdy chest and listen to the soothing thump of his heart as he rambles on about work.*

[MH] I’d love to show you some songs I’ve been working on recently.

*You nod peacefully as your eyes droop heavily.*

[MH] what the fuck?

*You’re awoken suddenly as your head crashes against the cool leather of the sofa. You open your eyes surprised to see Minho stood up talking on the phone. The sweet daydream you’d been having shattered by the rage radiating off of Minho.*

[MH] how the fuck did that happen?

*You sit up on the sofa; an awkward silence fills the air as the person on the other end of the receiver answers Minho’s question. The tension is released as Minho grabs his jacket and heads for the door.*

[MH] I’ll be right there.

~to be continued~

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Imagine Oswald Cobblepot x You (You being jealous, because of him having a sexy secretary Part 1/2)

I am back, my dears!

Thank you @jokesterwrites for being my lovely beta reader for this story!

Warnings: Masturbation (Oswald), Jealous Reader, Angry Oswald Cobblepot, Small fight between you and Oswald, Vaginal Fingering, Another Person watching

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