i cried and i didn't even know what they were saying

  • ***in Episode 45 of the Pokemon playthrough***
  • Danny: I won't talk, like, numbers or anything like this, but like just to show everyone what a fucking awesome guy you are. Uh, before i joined the show, and I was unemployed, I had just moved to LA. Ninja Sex Party was...in the red, shall we say? And like, needed cash to stay afloat. And we were gonna do a Kickstarter! And I told you about it; and you were like, "Dude, I'll just give you that." And, like...I almost cried. 'Cuz it was so fucking awesome of you.
  • Arin: Wasn't that in line at...?
  • Danny: It was on line for the X2!
  • Arin: *laughing* At Magic Mountain!
  • Danny: At Six Flags Magic Mountain!
  • Arin: We were getting all pumped and then we got real!
  • Danny: Yeah, and then I got very emotional; and THEN I flew on a roller coaster at 80 miles an hour backwards through fire!
  • Arin: And saw God.
  • Danny: Hooooly shit, that was a terrifying roller coaster. And I'm just grateful that I got a job right after that, like a week later. And then I got this job - the greatest job of all time - and then I didn't need that anymore. So I never actually needed...'cuz I hate borrowing money from friends.
  • Arin: Well whatever, it wouldn't be borrowing it, you'd just have it.
  • Danny: Well that'd be even worse, because...I couldn't accept that amount of money without feeling like I owed you...a great debt.
  • Arin: Yeah but here's the thing, you're my friend.
  • Danny: I know.
  • Arin: And that's just a thing that friends do.
  • Danny: You're a very rare and special guy, Arin. I don't think that's a thing that a lot of friends would do.
  • Arin: Well, then...fuck them.
  • Danny: Right?!
  • Arin: What do they know about friendship?

korealchemist  asked:

Hello and how are you doing? Could you do some pregnant s/o headcannons for Soldier 76, Genji, Reinhardt, and Roadhog? Or them as fathers? I didn't see a limit and I'm sorry if it's too much (you can cut Roadhog if it's too much!) but please and thank you, have a good day!

Hi! I’m doing good and I hope you are too! I would say 4 is probably my limit. 


  • He kisses the baby bump whenever the two of you are alone
  • Feet and shoulder rubs whenever you need it
  • Draws baths for you, with your favourite bath bomb to relax in
  • He’ll come up behind you to give you a hug and start rubbing your belly
  • He’s so protective of you
  • He never wants to let you do anything by yourself
  • He makes sure you eat super healthy and will rarely let you eat junk food

As a father

  • He totally cried when they were born
  • He’s a little bit afraid to hold the baby at first
  • But once you distract him for a moment and place her/him in his arms, he immediately relaxes
  • He gets so attached that he will train/lecture new recruits with the baby in his arms
  • Holds them whenever he can and coos at them
  • Always does the feedings in the middle of the night
  • Tells them stories about brave war heroes and the men and women who helped make this world safe


  • Reinhardt is the most dotting man ever
  • Whatever you want or need, he’s out there getting it to bring back to you
  • No matter how weird or what time it is
  • He always kissed the belly, no matter where you are
  • That’s how he feels the first time the baby kicks
  • Picks you up a lot and carries you around

As a father

  • He immediately falls in love with the baby
  • You’ll see him walking around base with the baby strapped to his chest
  • Tells them German folktales and stories for bedtime
  • He makes Ana one of the godparents
  • Tells you to go back to sleep whenever the baby cries in the middle of the night
  • Always takes them to the park to play and carries all the children around on his shoulders
  • Since he’s so big and tall, he gives the best piggy back rides



  • He’s afraid when you first tell him because he doesn’t want his family to find out and somehow hurt the two of you
  • You quickly reassure him that no one can get you two while you’re with Overwatch
  • Talks to your belly and will sing to it (no matter how horrible it could be)
  • Sometimes in Japanese
  • Meditates and prays for a healthy baby
  • Kisses you all over because he’s always so happy whenever he sees you
  • Massages all over your body

As a father

  • The first time Genji holds your baby, he promises her/him that he’ll always protect them and that they will never know the pain he did
  • He totally cries because he never imagined this would happen to him
  • Kisses them all over while they’re a baby/toddler
  • Basically, until they’re old enough to go “Dad stop!”
  • Makes Zenyatta and Hanzo the godparents
  • You don’t mind since they’re such a big part of your life too
  • Plays with them whenever he can
  • Makes them eat traditional Japanese food
  • And gives them language lessons as they get older
  • He runs around with them on his shoulders, going as fast as he can
  • You can hear the giggles from the two of them all through the park



  • Ridiculously protective of you
  • Let’s you use him as a body pillow when sleeping starts getting uncomfortable
  • No matter how weird the positions may get
  • Buys you all the food you want, no matter how unhealthy it is
  • Will even carry you around when you get tired

As a father

  • He never pictured himself of ever becoming a father but he’s really glad he became one
  • The baby is so tiny compared to him that he’s unusually gentle with them
  • Tells them stories about treasure and pirates and grand adventures
  • Makes Junkrat the godfather
  • Plays airplane with them and will throw them up in the air before catching them just to hear them giggle
  • Yang: *Yang slammed open the door to her and Ruby's room with tears in her eyes.* Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! *yang shouted as she punched the wall repeatedly before slumping down against it onto the floor holding her hands to her face.*
  • Ruby: *Meanwhile Ruby rushed in from the bathroom in a panic.* What Happen!? I heard banging! *She then spotted her sister sitting shaking on against the wall and quickly rushed over.* Yang? Are you alright? What's wrong?
  • Yang: *Yang sniffled wiping the tears from her red eyes.* It's nothing Ruby. Just... Just go away.
  • Ruby: Yang. It's clearly not nothing. Please talk to me. I just want to help. *Ruby said moving closer to her sister placing her hand on her shoulder.*
  • Yang: *Yang was silent for a moment, trying to stop the tears from falling as her eyes slowly turn purple.* Fine... I was going to the cafe were Blake went too... I was going to go tell her how I feel about her because I just needed to get this off my chest, ya'know. *Yang sniffled wiping her eyes.* But when I got there I saw her with Sun.
  • Ruby: Okay so Blake was hanging out with Sun. That isn't out of- *Ruby started before shouted with more tears in her eyes.*
  • Yang: They were on a date Ruby!
  • Ruby: *At this Ruby looked dumbfounded with surprise.* W-what? No. they couldn't be. They are just good friend, Yang. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding.
  • Yang: *Ruby then watched as the anger in Yang's express was overwhelmed with sorrow before looking down at the ground.* That's what I was hope for, Ruby... Right up until They kissed.
  • Ruby: oh... Oh Yang. *Ruby whisper as she wrapped her arms around her sister who hugged her back burying her face into her shoulder.* I am so sorry.
  • Yang: What am I going to do Ruby? *sniffle* I love her so much. But I can never be with her. *sniffle. I can't even tell her now. *Yang cried, holding onto Ruby for dear life.*
  • Ruby: Shhhhh. It's alright. Let it all out. *Ruby whispered as she stroke Yangs head hugging her until she calmed down.* It'll be okay Yang. Why don't you go take a shower and get ready for bed. Maybe it will help you feel better.
  • Yang: *sniffle.* Yeah... Thank you Ruby.
  • Ruby: Anytime. We're sisters after all. We take care of each other. You'd do the same for me... And probably beat up the other person.
  • Yang: Hehe, Yeah I would.
  • ~Later~
  • Ruby: *Ruby walked down stair while Yang is in the shower when she hears the front door open and close.* Oh I guess Blake is back. *She thought to herself when she hear Weiss and Blake begin to talk.*
  • Weiss: Welcome back Blake.
  • Blake: Hey Weiss. Where's Yang and Ruby?
  • Weiss: Upstairs. Yang's in the shower and Ruby I think went to bed.
  • Blake: Ah I see. I'll put these left overs in the fridge then.
  • Weiss: So how did it go?
  • Blake: How did what go?
  • Weiss: Your date with Sun.
  • Blake: *Ruby then heard Blake groan as she heard her coat being thrown.* For the last time Weiss. It was not a date. We are just friends and I made that pretty clear to him as well.
  • Weiss: What do you mean?
  • Blake: Sigh, Sun kissed me.
  • Weiss: He kissed you!?
  • Blake: Yes. And then I slapped him.
  • Weiss: WHAT!? Why? I thought you liked him?
  • Blake: As. A. Friend. Honestly, If I knew he was asking me out on a date and not to hang out I would have told him no and that I only see him as a friend. Which He accepted and apologized for kissing me while I apologized for slapping him.
  • Weiss: But I don't understand! You talked you were in love with someone blonde that we know. Oh god don't tell me it's Jaune!
  • Blake: What?! No! God No!
  • Weiss: Then who? We don't know any other blonde guys and the only other person we both know who is blonde is Yang.
  • Blake: ...
  • Weiss: ... Wait.
  • Blake: Weiss. Don't.
  • Weiss: Oh. My god.
  • Blake: Weiss. I'm serious. Shut up.
  • Ruby: *It was then just as Weiss opened her mouth to speak Ruby stepped out from around the corner and nearly shouted.* YOU LOVE YANG!
  • Blake: R-RUBY!? *Blake jumped in surprise, nearly dropping the box of sweet as Weiss watched from the chair she sat in.* H-hey. Uh, I thought you were sleep. I, uh, got some sweetd from the cafe if you want any. *Blake then watched as Ruby zipped over infront of her slapping the box out of her hand to the floor, shocking both her and Weiss before Ruby took hold of her shoulder.*
  • Ruby: Yeah. Forget that. Is it true!? You Actually love my sister?!
  • Blake: I...
  • Weiss: Ruby what is wrong with-
  • Ruby: Not now Weiss! I'll example later! Blake! Do you or do you not love Yang!?
  • Blake: Well I mean... *Blake muttered shifting nervously at Ruby's gaze before finally cracking.* Okay Yes. I love Yang but you can't tell her, please.
  • Ruby: Oh thank you god!
  • Blake/Weiss: Eh?
  • Ruby: Blake You are going to go up stair to Yang right now and tell Yang how yu feel. Like right now!
  • Blake/Weiss: What? Why? *the two said together before looking at each other weirdly then back to Ruby.*
  • Ruby: Because Yang has been crying for the past hour thinks you and Sun are dating!
  • Blake: Why would Yang think that and why was she crying about it?
  • Ruby: Because she loves you and she saw Sun kissing you!
  • Blake: WHAT!? OH MY GOD! YANG!*Blake Shouted and quickly ran past Ruby and upstairs.*
  • Weiss: You think she remembers me saying Yang is in the shower? *Both Weiss and Ruby then looked as they heard a door slam open.*
  • Ruby: Yeah I'm going to go with nope. *Ruby then took a bite of a cookie from the box on the floor.*
Black Honey: Pt. 6 [conclusion]

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Summary: Starfire and Robin are officially an item, but what does that mean when the resident empath is stuck living between their respective bedrooms? Finding a new bunk buddy in Beast Boy was certainly not her first choice, and when she engages in a strange, night time activity, how long before the changeling notices what she’s up to?

His first instinct was to stop her.

There were so many questions running through his hazy mind, it was staggering.

Nonetheless, it was pure impulse that he acted on, knowing that he had to get to her before she vanished. He needed answers, and they needed to work through this, neither of which would happen if Raven fled the scene, like he knew should would.

“Raven, wait-” His voice was choked up and distant, even as he tried to reach out to her.

The expression on her face betrayed the horror she was no doubt experiencing, the numbing fear. She’d been caught, and so had he.

Beast Boy was shaken, but no where near as jittery and paranoid as the cowering empath. The earth beneath them seemed to come to life, the objects in his room skittering across his floor. The frame of his bed moved, his oak dresser creaked against the tiles in response to an otherworldly force, his toys and figurines clattering to the floor. A few candle jars smashed to the ground in pieces, the glass shards splaying out like dangerous, glittering gems. The candle wax would no doubt stain the wooden panels.

None of it mattered.

He couldn’t bring himself to care, not when the girl responsible for so much chaos was so violently distraught. The blood seemed to have drained from Raven’s already pale face, all the while she clutched at the sides of her skull, her fingers digging into the roots of her violet hair.

Even now, he could hear the others rushing to his room, the heavy, echoing footfalls of both Cyborg and Robin as they raced down the hall.

The lights in his room flickered on and off, until she burnt them out entirely, the bulbs bursting into an ear-splitting smattering of glass.

He tried to get to her, but some invisible force was stopping him, pushing him back.

The Titans banged on his door, their voices muffled by the whirlwind of catastrophe now contained in his bedroom.

She was spinning out of control, and the more damage she did, the worse it became. Bit by bit, she was overwhelmed with a surge of emotion and, thus, her powers raged on in an endless storm of electricity and malevolence.


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No Regrets (Part 10 - Final)

Summary: When the reader finally coughs up the courage to ask Bucky out, it turns out, he’s not that interested. Or is he?

CATCH UP: No Regrets Masterlist

A/N: On a fresh wave of confidence in my smut, there’s a little smutty finish to my first Bucky series. Because, you know, Bucky might be old fashioned, but some things never change…

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: Light smut and swearing.

Originally posted by hopevandyne

Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist and escorted you towards the lift. You could feel his fingers tapping on your coat nervously.

‘Impatient?’ You smirked at him. He bit the inside of his cheek as shook his head.

‘Now… behave, little girl…’ he murmured. You straightened up, grabbed his arm and squeezed it closer around your waist.

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Listen to me

Negan x reader 

Words count : 2,093 

Warnings : Negan language, smut, NSFW, Y/N. 

Fandom : The Walking Dead 

You were a new member of the Saviors. You’ve been on your own for about a month after you lost the members of your group. You came across members of the Saviors who got you back to their place, the Sanctuary. You’ve met Negan and he, obviously wanted to make you one of his wives, but you said no. He wouldn’t give up that easily.

Originally posted by marythenurse

You woke up this morning, kind of tired after yesterday’s run. You lazily got up, got some random clothes on, it wouldn’t matter that long since you were going to take a shower. You took some clean clothes, and some underwear Negan got you. You told him that you wouldn’t become one of his wives but he kept on trying. And even though you would never become one, feeling desired again felt kind of good. You headed outside your room, walking down the corridor when suddenly you felt someone holding your wrist tight enough to make your hand turn red. There he was, Negan. “Ouch, you’re hurting me !” you screamed, causing him to hold you tighter. “oh, you have no fucking idea how fucking hard it’s been for me. Seeing you walking this fine ass around, flirting with those pricks when you can have, ME.” he said as he leaned over you, his husky voice sending shivers down your spine. 

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His, Hers, Yours / Kojuro x MC x Masamune [2/3]

Kisses with Meaning Prompts

Thank you to @thedaydreamingotaku, @nijigendiaries and two sweet Anons for your prompts. I normally put the requests here but this time it got too long. Here are links to their requests: [Link 1][Link 2][Link 3][Link 4]

  • Kojuro + Masamune + Finger Tip (Praise/Admiration) + Palm of the Hand (Begging/Entreaty) + Bridge of the Nose (Treasuring)

[Part 1]

“What’s this, little one?” you ask one evening after she goes missing, “Is it for me?” You have to crouch down on hind legs to be at eye level with her, so as to not scare her with your panic, which had surged just a moment before, like an old friend, uninvited and foul. A killer mistake, because you almost go drowning in green so deep, it gives her father a run for his money.

She nods, a tiny little bob, and hands you a chain of knotted-together dandelion flowers, perfectly linked like a coronet. It stops you for a moment, and something inside goes welling up. “Don’t mind if I do then.” You place it gently on your head, and give her an obsequious bow. “Do I look pretty?”

The little scamp, so sweet, so stubby, bobs her head up and down more furiously, and you can’t help it: you sweep her into your arms and plant smooches all over her face, forgetting for a second the dim shouts of the castle around you, and she, so small, so cute, giggles into your neck.

“You scared me, young lady.” She buries her head deeper into the crook at your shoulder, arms tightening. “Shall we go find your father?” A shy bob.

It doesn’t take long, and when she spies him she goes leaping out of your arms so quickly you almost drop her. Her little feet scamper across until she collides into his legs, and the One-Eyed Dragon, who is not overly demonstrative, but can not help himself, much in the same way you can not help yourself, picks her up and pulls her close, eyes dropping, making sure she’s real and safe.

For a second it’s just the three of you, and you’re lost gazing at them, something hot and heavy clenching tight in your gut, before Masamune levels a viridescent look at you across his daughter’s shoulder and nods. It speaks words, and you smile back.

Then Kojuro and Shigezane come hurtling down the corridor and it’s another moment before nerves are calmed and searches are called off. And for the rest of the evening, you wear it for her, because every time she spots you, she runs over and buries her face in her father’s back, in his legs, in the crook of his neck, blushing all the while and dazzling you all into peals of laughter.

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Hidden (Part 4)

It’s been two months since Youngjae has been here and I get to see so many sides of him that I never knew he could be. He is so silly and joyful all the time so when he gets serious about trying to figure out my situation, it almost ruins me.

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  • what she says: i'm fine.
  • what she means: ok so how did Brian Jones's death become so wrongfully depicted in the media? It's reported that he died under the influence of drink and drugs and became "just another sad rockstar that died drugged and drunk" but first of all the postmortem found little to no evidence of drugs in his system and his blood alcohol level represented the equivalent of just three and a half pints of beer, and people that knew him, Keith Richards included, noted that it was indeed very strange that he drowned in such a short period of time in his own swimming pool while broadly sober, because Brian was a very strong swimmer and very acrobatic in water. Anna Wohlin, his girlfriend of three months and a key witness, maintains that Brian had stopped taking drugs (except for sleeping pills, which he did NOT abuse) when they met in April of '69 and also maintains that Brian was NOT sad, devastated or felt any sort of betrayal against the Stones members for sacking him, he was actually quite relieved (also verified by Keith Richards) and that he and Anna actually had planned to go to the Hyde Park gig so Brian could publicly show he had no hard feelings about leaving the Rolling Stones. He had wanted to get out of the band for some time and wanted to get together a new band, Bill Wyman remembers that Brian was phoning people up about creating a new band before he died and that he called Bill being very excited about it. Anyway, back to what i was saying earlier. Also present that night was Frank Thorogood, a minder aggravated after being fired by Brian on the day of his death because he wasn't doing the building work on Brian's house properly. Brian had expressed guilt over having fired him to Anna and worried he had sounded too harsh on Frank so he invited him back for dinner that night (steak and kidney pie). They later took a midnight swim in which Frank ultimately were left alone with Brian after Anna went inside to take a phone call. And ok so Brian was no angel and used to tease Frank calling him "old man" and while in the swimming pool that night he had teased Frank a little and grabbed his ankles dragging him down. Anna says that she left them to answer a call (that turned out to be from a friend of hers in London) and that Brian was in good shape and spirit when she went inside, and that she believes she was inside for a maximum of 10-15 minutes. Also present was Frank's friend (and rumored lover) Janet Lawson that went inside to find Brian's asthma inhalator that he asked her to get. She looked around the house for it and eventually went to the kitchen where she was met by Frank, she described him shaking to the point he hardly being able to light his cigarette and she sensed something was wrong and rushed out to the pool where she saw Brian laying still at the bottom face down. She (unable to swim) started to shout at Frank to help her but he ignored her cries for help and Anna who was upstairs heard Janet scream "something has happened with Brian" and ran down the stairs where she saw Frank standing there "shaking like a leaf" trying to light his cigarette, she then continued running out, jumping in the pool retrieving him from the bottom and trying to get Brian up on the pool edge, which she wasn't strong enough to do, so she screamed at Frank to help her, in which she said in a (swedish) radio documentary in 2008; "I screamed at Frank to come help me, and then after a while he came dawdling, he didn't seem very interested to come and help me.". She and Janet tried to massage Brian's heart and do CPR and Anna didn't want to believe that he was dead so she just kept on trying but when the ambulance showed up he was declared dead. Anna has always maintained that she didn't think Frank killed him intentionally and that it was horseplay in the pool that went wrong. Terribly wrong. This is also supported by Thorogood’s alleged death bed confession to Tom Keylock, the Rolling Stones driver, in 1993. Tom Keylock repeated his friends confession on Crimewatch in 1994 and told Classic Rock magazine; "In 1993 I went to see Frank in hospital and he said: 'It was me that done Brian.' He was very tired. I said: 'I'll come back tomorrow, and [you can] tell me more.' But he died during the night. I never found out the specifics." AND THEN MY FRIENDS at the inquiry both Janet Lawson and Anna Wohlin (separately at different times and occasions) have claimed that the inquiries were under unfair conditions and Janet Lawson broke her 40 year silence and said in sworn testimony to investigative journalist Scott Jones (in which all information in this post from Janet is taken from), shortly before she died of cancer in 2008, about the inquiry; "A pack of lies, the policeman suggested most of what I said. It was a load of rubbish." The inquiries were held at 3-4 am., she was nervous, confused, and mentally and physically exhausted and were told that she were able to give another statement later on when she was in better shape, which was untrue and she never got to give another statement, so she eventually just said "yes" to the suggestions of the police. PC Albert Evans, who was the first officer on the scene, sensed something was wrong upon arriving and later said about Frank; "There was nothing at the time to connect Thorogood with any more. Just feelings." Evans was NOT asked to attend the inquest. A Sussex officer who can't be named but who knows the case very well made claims about how Anna's statement had been produced and said "Wohlin had been given sedatives by the doctor and had to be actually woken up during the interview. The WDC who wrote that statement was told what to write by Bob Marshall (the chief investigation officer). Bob Marshall was controlling it, the evidence that was written down. He was pushing the buttons." Anna herself has also said that she was under sedation and shock. THE WHOLE HANDLING OF THE CASE IS JUST SO STRANGE AND FLAWED.
  • And after the inquiries Anna was given 5 minutes by the Rolling Stones management to gather some stuff from her and Brian's home so they could send her home on a plane back to Sweden, as she said, "I was just a nuisance, I was just a problem. They had to think about the Stones upcoming U.S. tour and they didn't know what I was capable of." She managed to grab some of Brian's clothes and a couple of his hats and then had nothing else but that and the clothes she was wearing and was quickly smuggled out of the house. She has still kept his clothes after all these years, they hang in her closet. It's the only things she has left of Brian, when she a couple of weeks later went back to England and Cotchford Farm to retrieve her and Brian's possessions everything was cleared and gone. She also keeps a portrait of Brian on her windowsill. After returning home in '69 she also discovered that she was pregnant with Brian's child. But had a miscarriage. She has blamed herself for his death, "No.. I should have never gone inside to answer the phone. You know, when it was me swimming in the pool Brian would always make sure to go outside to check on me every 10 minutes to see that I was ok. I should have stayed. It's just a fact, if I had not gone inside, I would have been there and around him, and it would never have happened. I will always blame myself for it." She couldn't even attend Brian's funeral, something she deeply regrets today.
  • How Brian Jones's death has been portrayed in media is so flawed and wrong and it's been 46 years, HE DID NOT DIE UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF ALCOHOL AND DRUGS AND I DEMAND JUSTICE FOR BRIAN, HE DESERVES IT. (and if anyone would like me to translate the whole radio documentary with Anna Wohlin let me know)
mine 「jaehyun」

type: soulmate!jaehyun
a/n: i’m just really in the mood to write a soulmate!au


aged six

“one day you’ll find him, and you won’t have to worry about breakups or cheating. soulmates naturally love each other, you have nothing to worry about.”

“how do i know when i’ve found him momma?”

“it’s quite hard to understand right now, but when it happens, you’ll know.”

aged eighteen

as you walked through the streets of seoul, your phone pressed against your ear and your patience disappearing, you stopped in the street as the call went to voicemail again. why won’t he answer?

just as you pressed the end button, a shoulder brushed yours and your hand shook, a small zap of electricity travelling up your arm. your phone flew to the floor and your rushed to grab it, rubbing your arm in pain. what the hell just happened?

as you stepped into your apartment, you checked your arm in the light. there on your wrist was a countdown.




“oh no,” you spoke aloud, rushing to the kitchen. “this can’t be happening.” you panicked, trying to rub away the clock.

just as you picked up your phone again, the door flung open and your boyfriend came running in. “y/n! are you okay?! you kept calling me, are you hurt?!” he asked, zooming into the kitchen.

“i’m okay, i’m fine. i prom-” just as you assured him you were fine, a sharp pain ran through your head and you pressed your fingers against your temple. you boyfriend looked at you in shock, grasping your arm.

“what’s happening, y/n? what’s this?” he asked, pulling you to him by your wrist.

“doyoung i’m-” you winced again, laying your head in your hands as you cried from the pain. “dying.”

“what do you mean?”

“my mother told me i’d know when i met my soulmate, so i expected it to be you, because i thought i knew it was you. i did some research and you actually know who it is when the first words you ever say to each other are shown on your wrist. it hasn’t happened yet and now my countdown has started. i have less than 31 hours to find my soulmate or i’ll die. i don’t want to leave you, but i can’t die this young.“

doyoung grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him. he pressed his lips to yours and held you close to him, the sweet taste of his lips making you forget everything. he tucked your hair behind your ear and looked down at you before pulling you into a tight hug.

“i want you to forget about me and find your soulmate. even if you aren’t with me, i still want you to be happy and healthy,” he spoke, lifting his sleeve up. “i have 22 hours left, and i need to find mine. i don’t want to lose you but this has to happen.”


doyoung gave you a weak smile as you carried your last case out of the apartment. you looked down sadly, ignoring his gaze, avoiding that feeling of guilt and the force that seemed to pull you back to him.

he turned to leave the room, your weak figure left alone in the door frame as you begged in your mind for this all to be a dream. your mother looked up at you, her eyes showing sympathy and a sense of understanding.





“stop thinking about him, you have to move on,” your friend spoke, sitting down opposite you. you pulled your sleeve back down and reached for your coffee with a nod. “look, i know you’re not into dating and everything, but i met this guy and he seemed to be a perfect candidate, and he’s bringing his friend too so i won’t be a third wheel.”


“hi, i’m jaehyun,” the boy spoke, sliding onto the bench beside you. “what are you doing out here alone?” he asked, holding an ice cream towards you.

“i’m vegan,” you mumbled, turning your gaze away from the ice cream. you sighed and turned back to look at him, his smile faltering. “okay, i’m not, but i’m not in the mood for talking.”

“then, don’t talk, just eat,” he smiled, his dimples denting his face for a second. you smiled also, taking the ice cream from him cold hands. “you didn’t answer my question.”

“hm?” you mumbled, glancing at your wrist. you stood up in shock, dropping the ice cream with stuttered words. jaehyun looked up at you, also standing from the wooden bench.

“are you alright?” he questioned, looking down at the ice cream. you ignored his question and thought, were those the first words he said to me?

you pointed at his wrist, his gaze following your hand. his brows furrowed in confusion as he looked back up at you. “you’re my soulmate,”

“we just met, that’s a bit fast don’t you think?” he laughed, his dimples showing again. you grabbed his arm and pulled him towards you, he also dropping his ice cream. you looked down at his wrist, showing him yours.

“first thing you said to me, ‘hi, i’m jaehyun’, first thing i said to you, ‘i’m vegan’,” you rushed out, gesturing between your wrists. “also, you have very neat handwriting.”

aged twenty-five

“honestly, it’s quite stupid, but it’s true,” you laughed, holding your phone close to your ear. “i’ll call you back, i’ve got to go.”

“let’s go,” jaehyun smiled, taking your hand in his as you locked the apartment door. you smiled widely as you knew what was about to happen, yet jaehyun had no clue.


“here’s the bill,” the waiter bowed, leaving hurriedly. you smiled widely, unable to hide your excitement. jaehyun opened the envelop, taking out the bill, he unfolded the piece of paper, a small black and white picture slipping out.

his eyes widened as he looked up at you with a huge smile. “are you being for real?” he asked, standing up from his chair. you nodded and stood up also, pulling him into a hug. “i’m going to be a father.”

anonymous asked:

How would the UF, US and SF skelebros react to their S/O breaking up with them, and then finding out later that it was because they didn't think they were good enough for the skeletons.



When you first break up with him, he expected it. Yep, he saw that coming. After all, he’s not exactly the perfect boyfriend. He’s constantly drowning in his insecurities and lashing them out on anyone, including you. You’ll be happier with someone else for sure. When he finds out it’s because you  were insecure, he doesn’t believe it. He just can’t wrap his mind around the fact that you think that you’re not good enough for him. He finds you and pull them into a hug, yelling at them that he loves them no matter what and if anything, you’re too good for him. He shoots down every argument you make with an “I don’t care. I love you.” He is more mindful about your feelings from now on, so whenever you are feeling down, he just holds you and lists everything he loves about you. 


When you break up with him, he just says nothing and walks away to avoid accidentally hurting you. And ohh boy. He wants to. He really really wants to. He goes to an empty place and destroys everything in his path out of sheer anger and by the end of his rampage, it looked like a meteor struck. He is on edge for the next few days, lashing out easily and attacking anyone who even brings up your name. Even Sans has to be extra careful, either avoiding his boss or just doing everything he says.  When Fell finds out that you didn’t think you were good enough for him, he angrily slams down your door and yell at you for how stupid you’re being.  He shoves you a bouquet of flowers and expresses his deepest affections and how he finds you to be a wonderful romantic partner. Yeah, this is the closest thing to affection he’ll ever get. Hopefully, you’ll take him back. 



He’s bawling when you break up with him, begging you to take him back. He’ll do anything for you to stay with him, but you refuse, he just sits there in shock. This moment really damaged his self confidence and his training and routine suffers because of it. Before Papyrus and Alphys could kill you for hurting Blueberry, he finds out your reason. Blue immediately runs to your house with post it notes and a pen. He makes sure that you’re out of the house first, then he picks your lock and head up to your bedroom, writing every reason why he loves you and how perfect and important you are in his life. He covers every inch of your wall with these notes. Then he leaves your house and wait for you to call him. He’s okay if you still don’t want to get back together, but he’ll never forgive himself if you don’t think you’re good enough. 


When you break up with him, he just leaves and pull out a pack of cigarettes. Maybe two. Or three. Why stop there, let’s make it four. He gets into his regular routine to try and forget about you, but even the smallest thing like the a whiff your smell could clench his soul. When he finds out why you broke up with him, he rings your doorbell, taking a long drag of his cigarette and blowing it into the air. Leaning against the doorway, he just says, “I’m not good enough for you either.” You and him proceed to have a long and rational conversations about your insecurities and it ends  with the skeleton murmuring praises on your lips.



WHAT?! WHAT? He doesn’t let you leave until you explain why. When you tell him that you don’t think you’re good enough for him, he gets angrier. WHAT YOU DO MEAN YOU’RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIM YOU’RE HIS DATEMATE SO YOU MUST BE PERFECT IN EVERYWAY OTHERWISE HE WON’T BE DATING YOU. This only reaffirms your desire to leave him and Sans realizes the pressure he puts you through. It must be hard to keep up with his greatness everyday though he assumes that you don’t even have to try since you’re already so perfect for him. He softens up a little and just holds you close and doesn’t let you go apologizing that he made you feel that way. This skele rarely apologizes for anything, so you know that he’s being sincere. 


When you break up with him, he tries to keep it together, but doesn’t hold anything against you. Instead, he wishes you a good life and leaves. He goes to his room and cries for hours. The next few days, he stalks you a little, just making sure that you’re okay and safe. When he finds out the reason you broke up with him, he starts over. Basically, he approaches you and asks you out on a date, like you’ve never went out the first time. You get confused by this and he explains that he wants to start over and do everything right to make sure you don’t feel insecure about the relationship again. If you accept, he will take you to see the stars and explains why they shine. 

“That one shines because of your smile. That one shines because of how you make me breakfast in bed every morning. That one shines because I love you.” 

Hold onto this one tight and never let him go. 

anonymous asked:

Marco rants to Ponyhead and Star about Tom. Ponyhead sgets annoyed and jokingly tells Marco that if he likes him so much he should ask him out. She then grabs his scissors and sends him to the underworld to do so as a prank. Star tries to bring Marco back through, knowing Ponyhead won't do it until he goes along with it. Marco sheepishly asks Tom out to a date and he says yes as if he's expected it the whole time. Marco has also had feelings for Tom but he didn't know quite what they were.

Was this an idea or a request? Either way I wrote it! I had so much fun writing this! It really was an amazing idea! Sorry it takes a sad turn in the middle but I ended it fluffy and happy! I hope you enjoy! I played with the idea a bit because I thought about how I would feel if somebody asked me out on a dare, which is not good. But we all know that’s not what ws meant, I can’t explain haha just read it! Enjoy!


“Marco just do it so she’ll let you come home.” Star complained over the phone. Marco ran around the underworld, desperately trying to find a way home. He shook his head and looked around for some sort of way out.

“NO! I can’t ask Tom out! He’s TOM!” Marco complained. Star shrugged and twirled with her wand.

‘You know, by the way you get so defensive about it, I would think you have a crush on him.” She teased. Marco blushed furiously.

“NO! No way do I like him! It’s TOM! I do not like Tom at all!” Marco assured. Star laughed and put the phone on speaker so Ponyhead and Janna could hear his yelling and defending. He was going on and on about how much he hated the demon while the girls laughed.

“Okay Marco, this is getting crazy.” Star laughed. “I’m hanging up, Tom lives at the end of the road we sent you to.” She giggled. When she hung up the phone all the girls started laughing.

“He’s got it so bad and he doesn’t even know.” Janna scoffed and ate a handful of popcorn. “You think he’ll do it?” She asked. Star shrugged.

“He is in deep denial. Let’s see how this goes.” She suggested. Star took out her wand and chanted the spying spell.

“Hey? Isn’t that evil or something?” Ponyhead asked. Star was quiet for a moment.

“This is an important circumstance.” Star defended. The girls looked through the magic window and saw Marco walk near the old Halloween-looking house at the end of the road. “ He’s going for it!” Star cheered.

“Well we don’t know that yet.” Ponyhead assured. “Just shut-up and watch, girl.” She insisted. Marco knocked on the door and stood there for a while. As soon as he was about to leave, think the demon wasn’t home, the door swung open and Tom pulled Marco in, he seemed enraged, but once he saw whom it was he at once calmed down.

“Oh! Marco! Sorry about that. I didn’t know it was you.” He laughed lightly. Marco gasped in fear from what happened.

“Who did you think I was!?” He demanded. “What a welcome…” Marco said with sarcasm. Tom rolled his eyes and motioned for Marco to sit down. The human did so and Tom flopped down on the chair right across from his, laying diagonally across it and looking up at the ceiling. He seemed like he was falling off the chair in an uncomfortable manor, but he didn’t look like he had any intention on moving.

“What’s up?” The demon asked. Marco blushed and rubbed the back of his head.

“I uh… am here.” Marco spat out. Tom looked at him curiously.

“Yeah… I got that part.” He assured. Marco blushed deeper and played with his hands, hoping the girls would just bring him home already. He waited a minute in silence before realizing that wasn’t going to happen.

“I actually… wanted to talk to you.” Marco admitted. Tom sat up and looked at him with interest. “It’s actually… a question…” Marco continued.

“He’s gonna do it!” Janna cried. Star leaned closer to the magic window and they watched the boys closely. Marco cleared his throat and shuffled nervously, trying to find the right words.

“I uhm… do you…” Marco started,

“He’s gonna choke.” Ponyhead assured. They watched as Marco continued.

“Do you want…” Marco cut off and started coughing. Tom shot up and walked over to him, asking if he was okay. Ponyhead leaned back smugly.

“I told you he was gonna choke.” She reminded. The other girls hushed her and watched as Tom handed Marco a glass of water.

“Dude? You good?” He asked again. Marco nodded.

“It’s just… I’m a little nervous is all because… I wanted to ask you something.” He mumbled. Tom rolled his eyes, getting bored.

“You said that! Just ask already.” Tom assured. Marco swallowed hard and gulped down the glass of water. He finished and took a deep breath, looking up at Tom with big eyes. Marco cleared his throat.

“Do you want to go on a date with me?” Marco asked. All three girls gasped and Tom was silent for a long while. Marco watched him with a nervous expression. When he didn’t say anything Marco sighed and got up. “I’m sorry, this was a bad idea.” Marco said, about to run out. Tom stopped him by grabbed his shoulder.

“No! It’s not stupid it really isn’t.” Tom assured. He then blushed a little bit. “I uh… I’d love to go on a date with you.” The demon smiled and Marco blushed a little bit. He was actually happy Tom accepted! This wasn’t so bad after all. Marco smiled at him and the two stood there for a moment until a portal opened.

“Oh my gosh!” Ponyhead cried. “I didn’t think you’d do it but you did! This is crazy, I guess you can come home now, dare finished.” She smirked. Marco was about to climb through the portal when he looked back at Tom. He stopped when the demon was looking at him with a confused look.

“What does she mean? What’s going on?” He asked. “Dare?” Tom inquired. Marco rocked on his heels a little bit.

“Oh… yeah actually the reason I asked you out is because… she sort of trapped me here… to ask you out… on a dare.” Marco explained. It sounded a lot worse when he said it like that. Tom’s eyes lit up and he stared daggers at the human. “Are you mad?” Marco asked.

“YES!” Tom hissed. “You asked me OUT on a DARE!? That’s so messed up!” Tom screamed. He fell back, his eyes turning back to normal. “I was… I was happy! I thought you LIKED me!” He yelled. Tom was growling at the human, but more hurt than anger was showing in his eyes.

Star and Janna jumped through the portal. “Tom! It’s not like that, we dared him because he likes you!” Star tried. Tom hissed at the girl.

“You too? I expected this from Pony but I thought a little more of you.” Tom told her, looking away.

“Ouch, offense taken.” Ponyhead announced. Marco went over to Tom but the demon shoved him away.

“Get out of my house! I don’t want to go on a dare-date with you!” Tom screamed, pushing the group out. “I can’t believe I actually thought… get OUT OF HERE!” He yelled, throwing a picture frame at Janna. The group ran out of the demon’s house and closed the portal, sitting on the floor of the couch.

“Guys… I feel bad.” Star said, pulling her knees to her chest. Janna and Ponyhead nodded and Marco put his face in his hands.

“He… he didn’t let me explained. I do like him!” Marco cried. “I just didn’t really know until you guys…” He trailed off. “I can understand why he’d be mad… who would want to be asked out on a dare? That’s pretty hurtful.” Marco sighed. “I wish I could explain to him the truth.” Marco wished.

“Well he does not want to talk to you, or any of us, now. I don’t think he’ll listen.” Star admitted. Janna cracked her knuckles.

“Don’t worry, I’ve disappointed many-a-people in my time.” She assured. “And I know how to get through to them even when they’re this mad.” Janna promised. “I can get you two on good terms, somebody hand me a pair of scissors.”


Tom hissed when there was a knock at his door. He didn’t want to answer it, he just wanted to lie on the floor and feel bad. Tom groaned when the knock came again, this time louder and he got up. “Okay! Okay! I’m coming! Hekapoo if this is you I already lost you scissors so you can’t get them back.” Tom called, slumping down the stairs to the front door.

Tom opened the door and scowled when there was nobody there, he took a step out and hissed when he stubbed his toe on something, but his expression softened when he looked down and saw a big basket. Tom looked curious and bent down, he picked it up and saw it had a heart-print fleece blanket in it with a note that said ‘To keep you warm because I was so cold to you’ with a frowny-face. Tom tilted his head and saw there was a big heart-shaped card. He brought it inside and opened it, he rolled his eyes when he opened it and a bunch of pink glitter spilled out on his lap.

Tom looked down and read the note.

Dear Tom,

Hey! It’s Marco! I know you probably don’t want to talk to me right now, and I deserve that. I did something really mean to you without thinking twice about it. The thing is, the girls were teasing me about having a crush on you, and then dared me to ask you out. It actually had good intentions and we didn’t mean to hurt you. I never thought it would hurt your feelings because I assumed you would just say no. Which is still wrong of me. I understand how you could have been hurt by the situation and I’m sorry. A dare is not the right way to ask somebody on a date.

But the dare wasn’t meant to be something I didn’t want to do. In fact, it’s something I’ve been hoping for. So I’m sorry. And I would like to ask you on a real date.

PS. Star, Janna and Ponyhead helped me with the card. They feel bad about daring me in the first place and wanted me to add that they had good intentions. Sorry about the glitter, it was Star’s handy-work.

Love, Marco

Tom smiled a bit at the note and felt the soft blanket between his fingers. He giggled a little and brushed the glitter off hip lap. He rolled his eyes, but was still smiling fondly. He put the not up in his window so he could see it and shook his head. “Oh Marco.”

Saeyoung Wedding Dance: One Shot

Hello everyone c: since the munchkin war has ended not so long ago, I decided to get started on the Wedding Dace One shots :,) In case you missed the others here they are, Saeran Choi, Jumin Han, Jihyun Kim/V , :) In my personal opinion, this is the most emotional wedding dace one shot I have ever written…  I cried so hard writing this one shit…some of the emotions come from within me… I hope you guys can feel the emotion :) Thank you - Savior Saeran 

Why cant I fake my smile around you? Why did you have to be my biggest weakness. I am suppose to be the strong one but when it comes to you, Im always weak. What have you done to me? 

I breathed in and out watching how my body slowly releases the stress that it has been carrying. However, that moment of release only last a few seconds and then the stress comes back again. I looked at the mirror and saw myself. If people saw my reflection, they would see a clown who is always happy with life no matter what. Sadly, that’s not even the truth at all. When I look at my reflection, I don’t even realize who that person is. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard my best man knocking at the bathroom door. I opened the door and saw my brother/best man, Saeran Choi, and I give him a big old welcome smile. He didn’t even look at me while he walked in and closed the door “How are you feeling?” he asked with sincerity. I gave him a quick glance and walked towards the sink to take a better look into the mirror “The real question is ‘how are you feeling brother’, you look like an adorable penguin!” I managed to say with a chuckle. I noticed his stern face expression because of the mirror and I noticed him walking towards me. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a long black box and opened it. I was shocked seeing chain with a cross in the box.  He looked into my stunned eyes and took out the chain from the box and showed it to me “I know that I caused a lot of trouble for you and (y/n) and I may not say it often, but I appreciate the both of you so much. You two are my family and I uh love you um b-brother” he said softly. He then proceeded to put the chain on me “Now while I fix this, why don’t you tell me how you are really feeling?” he looked up with a smile on his face. There are only two people who can knows the real me: my brother who has a special place in my heart, and the love of my life, (f/n) (l/n), who has the power over my body and soul. I looked at him while my act slowly breaks apart infant of him and he pulled me into a hug and I hold on tightly crying, mumbling my fears and joys. He held me tighter and I cried harder. 


The exact moment when I heard the double doors open and the church/space station was playing the wedding song, I saw the birth of a beautiful angel. An angel god sent me and my family, to help us continue on with life. Many hours passed and we made it to our reception. Thankfully god made (y/n) perfectly for me because she didnt get upset when I mentioned months back that the wedding dance song will be a surprised. I know she may be thinking we are going to do something silly but she will be wrong. I need her to know how much I love and appreciate her. I guided her to the middle of the dance floor and signaled for the lights to dim down a bit. I looked at Saeran so he can signal the DJ to start the song for our first dance: Because You Loved Me by Celine Dion

For all those times you stood by me, For all the truth that you made me see, For all the joy you brought to my life, For all the wrong that you made right, For every dream you made come true, For all the love I found in you, I’ll be forever thankful baby, You’re the one who held me up, Never let me fall, You’re the one who saw me through through it all

She looked so beautiful that I wondered what exactly did I do to deserve to be her true ending. She could of had anyone but she choosed me out of billion of people out there. (Y/N) decided to spend the rest of eternity together with me and I am truly blessed. I gave her a twirl while we were dancing and when she came back to me I leaned in closer so she can hear my words “Can I show my true feelings for you” I asked softly. You looked at me with your beautiful eyes and tip toed to my ear “Of course my amazing husband” you said sweetly. Ugh. Your voice makes my heart melt. I brought you closer to me and gave a heavy sigh “ Im honestly really scared to tell you but I need you to know this because you are stuck with me till we get grey and old. When I had to search you information before you can officially become an RFA member, what caught my attention was your facial expressions. It had so much sincerity that it astonished  me that someone can be so pure. After having the honor of meeting you, I pushed you away because I wasn’t worthy of your love. I was suppose to be miserable because I don’t deserve happiness. You slowly became my happiness and I resented you for it because I didn't want to taint you with my darkness. I would never of imagined in a million of years, that my God sent me you to prevent myself from being consumed in darkness.” The memories of our journey was hitting me like a ton of bricks. I brought her closer to me just imagining if my greatest fear did come true. What happened if I actually love my brother and my love? The thought of that made me crack up the chain I had around my heart that only I could ever open. 

You were my strength when I was weak, You were my voice when I couldn’t speak, You were my eyes when I couldn’t see, You saw the best there was in me, Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach, You gave me faith ‘coz you believed I’m everything I am, Because you loved me

I was scared to show her how I truly felt because what happened if she realizes that I’m only alive because of her? I decided to ignore my negatives thoughts and lightly gave a quick dip and then brought you back to me. I caressed your beautiful skin that somehow belong to me now “Thank you (y/n) for accepting all of me. You were the only one in the RFA to laugh at my jokes and never once, never fucking one you called me weird or made fun of. You actually understood me and that scared me. It scared me because you saw through the many mask I had and I knew I didn’t deserve you. I was too broken for you or for anyone else to fix. Somehow you saw past Agent 707 and Luciel and noticed how fucked up Saeyoung Choi really is. You didn’t care how much I hated myself because you were always there. You were there when I cried myself to sleep, when I tried to take my life away, when I tried to push everyone away…. you were always there. Why did you pick me? Why did you decide to make me your final route? There is a saying that whoever you made your final route is the one that you were always destined to be with. Thank you for allowing me, no I’m sorry, for giving me the honor to be your soulmate. If it wasn’t for your love (y/n) I wouldn’t have learned to love myself. I wouldn’t  even have my brother back in my life. If it wasn’t for your help, we would be distance but you helped us became a family again. Damn (y/n), I owe my life to you and I’m not afraid to admit it. Thank you for making me feel human.”

You gave me wings and made me fly, You touched my hand I could touch the sky, I lost my faith, you gave it back to me, You said no star was out of reach You stood by me and I stood tall, I had your love I had it all, I’m grateful for  each, day you gave me, Maybe I don’t know that much, But I know this much is true, I was blessed because I was loved by you

Just feeling your arms intertwined behind my back felt like a dream. Did I really deserve this? If this was a dream, I’m going to cherish this moment forever because if I wake up and you weren’t next to me, I would at least have you in my dreams. Call me selfish but I’m glad you chose me in the end. I will forever thank the man above for allowing me to be your true ending.  Looking at your face lend against my chest while we move around in circles sends chills throughout my body. Knowing for a fact this is reality brings tears to my eyes and its finally time I told you how much I truly worship you.

You were always there for me, The tender wind that carried me, A light in the dark shining your love into my life, You’ve been my inspiration, Through the lies you were the truth, My world is a better place because of you

I grabbed your hands from behind my back and brought them to lips. I kissed it ever so gently and looking into your beautiful eyes killed me. I am alive because of your beating heart. I am happy because of you gave me a reason to be happy about something. Just waking up next to you, whether you are snoring or not makes me happy. When we have petty arguments it made me happy because it just meant that we were going to come out of it stronger. Emotions started to flow throughout my body because the chain around my heart finally broke. I fell to my knees and started to sob while my hands clenched around yours “You were always there for me, when I thought all hope was lost, I looked for your hand to hold to reassure me that everything was going to be okay. You are my strength (y/n) choi and every ounce of cell that created me belongs to you. You own me because you prevented me from giving up hope on love and life.” Tears and love were flowing out of my body because I was finally giving my all to you. I hold your hand even tighter because I’m not finished yet “The tender wind that carried me, when I was down you helped me get back up. You were there defending me from the world because you knew how badly the world hurt me. You looked past my faults, and accepted me for who I am!! You are my shield and I promise you that I will catch every star and hand it to you. You deserve every thing in the world and I promise that I will fight for you and make sure you are happy, because your happiness fuels me into becoming a better person (y/n). A light in the dark shining your love into my life, when you tried to love me I tried to stop you because how can you love someone who died many years back? You didnt care because you knew there was still life in my trying to fight the darkness and I couldn’t do it alone. You extended your hand to me my love and I thank you for not letting me die. You’ve been my inspiration, through the lies you were the truth, you were the one (y/n) to show me the truth of it all. When I found out the truth about Rika and Jihyun, you were there to keep me steady. You were also there to show me that its okay to be sad. That its okay to feel worthless because they are all reasonable emotions but you also showed me that I cant be in that state forever. You helped me become a better Saeyoung and I will forever worship the ground you walk on. I look forward to the day I can tell our children our love story. I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you (y/n). My world is a better place because of you, and when I take my last breath looking into your eyes our story will rewind quickly in my head before I close my eyes for the last time. Just know this (y/n), when the time does come for me to leave this earth, just know my soul and heart will forever stay with you. Just know I will be protecting you and my brother even when I’m not there. Just know, I will be waiting for you my love so we can spend paradise together”. 

I’m everything I am
Because you loved me

You helped me back up and embraced me into a hug. I hold you tightly wanting our body and souls to become one. I notice that you pulled away ever so slightly giving room for your hand to signal someone to come over. I tried looking but the tears in my eyes were giving my vision a hard time. I then felt a delicate hand wiping my tears away and I was able to see my brother having tears in his eyes. I cleaned his tears away just like when we were little kids. I then grabbed (y/n) and Saeran closer to me into a big hug “Thank you for everything. I will am forever thankful for the both of you. (Y/N) I love you and thank you for making us a family again” I felt the arms of my brother and my wife wrap around me and I knew from this moment I had two rocks in my life. I would die for this two people. They are my biggest weakness and I will forever show them how much I love them till my last breath. 

Thank You. 

Thank you (y/n). 

I’m everything I am, because you love me (y/n)

I love you my angel. 

what your favorite fo4 companion says about you
  • Cait: you can and will get into a fight about anything. you probably like pineapple pizza, which is your favorite go-to fight topic. you're ideal death is being crushed between a woman's thighs.
  • Codsworth: you've always wanted your own personal butler, and now you've got one. it's better than you could have ever imagined, like getting back the family you watched die in front of you. you are so lonely. why would bethesda do that?? just? kill your spouse and steal your child? you don't understand. you need a hug. also you've got a surprisingly acerbic wit for someone who thinks codsworth calling you "mr fucker" is funny.
  • Curie: you're just trying to make a life in this horrible fallout wasteland, while simultaneously protecting your cute french girlfriend. you don't care about sin or kinkshaming, you just want to love and be loved in return. you're trying to beef up on your history knowledge so you can give curie tours around town. it's hard work impressing such a cute girl.
  • Danse: you love trash. dumpster-diving is your absolute all-time favorite hobby. sometimes you find old mementos that people have thrown away, and cry, because the meaningful side of junk has shown itself to you while you were surrounded by your pile of tin cans. also you were smart enough to figure out how to get danse out of his power armor and saw that rockin bod.
  • Dogmeat: honestly you're just playing this game for the dog. you have an entire storage of teddy bears just for him. do you even know the other companions's names? probably not. what's the point if they aren't dogmeat. you cried the first time he stood up on his hind legs.
  • Deacon: you love being kinkshamed. people can give it all they've got, it just makes you stronger. you have the fucking worst sense of humor, and will probably die because of a stupid idea that sounded cool or hilarious at the time. the most chill about your fave not being romanceable, people are often fooled into thinking you aren't heartbroken. but you are. you don't understand. why is deacon the only human who can't be romanced?? why god damn iT W--
  • Hancock: you are literally always sinning. you could stop if you wanted to, but, let's be honest, that's never gonna happen. conversations with you are mostly comprised of people typing your name in all caps, followed by the words "no" or "stop". you think bad jokes are hilarious, especially when you're the one telling them. there are no two words that bring you greater joy than "dank memes".
  • MacCready: all you wanted to do was steal things and shoot the shit with the fuckin fo3 easter egg. where did the emotions come from?? you don't know, but you've got a shotgun ready for the next person that hurts a hair on this man's head. every time you think about him for too long you cry. you'll punch any mungo who points that out, though.
  • Nick: you're high-key salty. it's okay, you deserve to be. everyone knows you got shafted. still, you've got a good imagination on you, and you're great at denial. sometimes in your dreams you actually succeed at romancing your beautiful noir detective. you always wake up, though. you always wake up. you enjoy lying in the shade. you don't need to be shady to people, they walk up to you and shade themselves. you're the physical manifestation of the sunglasses emoji.
  • Piper: in a world full of kinks, only you are brave enough to be their shamer. your shaming often includes both low-key and high-key shade, because some people don't just need to get out of the gutter, they need to be dragged out. and you love dragging people. you daydream constantly about living on that one lesbian island all the heteros keep talking about.
  • Preston: you're an honest-to-god good person. or, at least, you aspire to be. you know people have their kinks and their best-left-unsaid sins, but you love and appreciate them anyway, because you know everyone's just doing their best, and a little faith goes a long way. that's a lie. you send everyone to jail. you protect the peace and you're goddamned proud of it. still, you're trying to be a nicer person. for preston.
  • Strong: you have a size kink as big as all of massachusetts. just hearing that comparison turns you on. the thought of hulk/strong has crossed your mind at some point. don't lie.
  • X6-88: you had a thing for the matrix when you were younger, didn't you? it's come back to haunt you, now. you secretly wish x6 would call you "Mr. Anderson". You have a leather fetish.

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angst/ fluff with corrin being upset saizo won't show PDA

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You noticed it when those feelings of loneliness manifested into frustration. Seeing Kaze walking with his wife, arms linked, sometimes holding hands, whenever out on trips to restock supplies. Saizo would walk beside you, but your husband refrained from public displays of affection.

It wasn’t anything you thought to hard about, considering his personality. But Saizo was capable of being loving…it made you feel left out whenever you were in public.

Not because you wanted to be like everyone else, but because it almost made you feel…used, in a way. Your passions were reserved for evenings, and then you were awake alone in bed, your husband having disappeared until the next night.

It was rare you spent much time doing anything together, much less something like holding hands or linking arms. Your brow furrowed, mulling over your thoughts. Maybe it was because you never asked, you figured, looking up to your tall, handsome ninja.

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anonymous asked:

hey, wanna give me a mini primer on jo/nate? because i see you post a lot about it and i wanna know more!

Ohhhh man anon okay buckle in. A primer on the history of Jonathan Drouin and Nathan Mackinnon, ex-teammates, best friends, and soulmates.

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i thought abuse didn’t get much more obvious than a victim standing with his arms out in a sign of “i mean no harm”, hospital band on his wrist, and he’s suddenly shoved to the ground and then he’s the ones apologizing (p.s. he was hospitalized because she’d almost killed him) — but the reaction this scene got in the fandom downright astounds me, specifically because people just don’t see this relationship as abusive.

what makes this especially troubling for me — not that abuse and abuse apologism isn’t always troubling and awful — but there’s this whole other level to it: the fact that this character is a male abuse victim. he can take care of himself. she’s just a girl, what can she do to him? men aren’t victims. he probably deserved it. this is empowering and feminist, because she’s a girl and he’s a guy and #weaponized femininity, she can beat up any dumb boy with her winged eyeliner. this mindset (men aren’t victims) is the exact reason it’s so hard for male victims of any kind of domestic or sexual violence to come forward and talk about their experiences. women are the socially acceptable victim, and even most women aren’t believed when they try to come forward.

this character, mike, is canonically neurodivergent: it says that he’s ADHD and he’s written with ADHD traits, and after he’s hospitalized (when she almost killed him) he develops an addiction — a mental illness — to painkillers. the fact that he’s neurodivergent and an abuse victim isn’t a coincidence. it’s the same reason so many fans call him “crazy” and “stupid” and “boring” and make fun of his neurodivergent traits and say “lol mike whose fault it this” and “see what happens when you do drugs, mike?” during his addiction storyline. neurodivergent people (including men) are very commonly victims of domestic violence because abuse is almost always linked to a power imbalance: abusive people see their victims as weak and therefore easier to control. in an abuser’s eyes, neurodivergent people are weak and easy to manipulate. this is why women are the more socially acceptable victim in a patriarchal society: according to this system, women = weak and men = strong. the only victims who are allowed to exist are women who appear to be weak — not that they actually are weak or that there’s anything wrong with them or their reaction or with a victim showing weakness, or that women in this bracket have an easy time coming forward, but abuse against a neurodivergent man is basically unheard of; it’s just not something that’s recognized.

continuing to use mike as an example: his neurodivergence, coupled with the fact he’s a guy and therefore not allowed to be seen as a victim, were all that was needed for this fandom to split into three distinct groups: the ones that hated him and thought he was pathetic, boring, and whiney; the ones that shipped him with his abuser and romanticized the abuse; and the few that saw this as abuse and mike as a victim.

someone once reblogged one of my gifsets of mike and added “nobody liked you, mike. you were boring and had to be literally injected with personality.” this injection being a reference to mike’s drug addiction that almost kills him (his abuser and when she almost kills him are why he develops this addiction, she makes fun of him for “going crazy” aka being high sometimes, and when he goes through detoxification, he wakes up at one point and she’s touching him — he tries to move away from her and says “don’t touch me,” and she shushes him and keeps touching him. great example of the power imbalance and how she believes she has complete control over him). to the person who said this, mike has no other personality besides his season 3 drug addiction, which isn’t even though of as a mental illness but instead a character flaw. there are no traits of ADHD, no reactions to abuse. the fact that this character always forgives people who hurt him? how, when he finally told someone about his drug addiction, he cried and apologized for letting that happen to himself? not relevant. pathetic. boring. whiney. his fault. more and more often, i see people calling abuse victim characters “boring” and “whiney” when the characters react with fear, cry a lot, are in pain, etc. people who say this, like the abusers, see the victim as weak, their pain easily swept aside or mocked.

as for people who ship abusive relationships: i get it. people can ship whatever they want, or whatever. i’m not trying to ~start a ship war~ like i was accused of the last time i made a post talking about mike being a victim. the problem here is that when you ship an abusive relationship, other people see your posts and thoughts. through your pretty edits and fluff fics, they see you saying very clearly: “what happened to you was romantic. what happened to you was okay. what happened to you was how people are supposed to be treated.” when real life abuse victims watch a show and see a character like mike, they relate, and then they see a bunch of people talking about how much he deserved it or how sad the shippers are for the characters ~not getting along~ or how pathetic he is for being in pain. the fact that people can prioritize how cute or sexy they think a fictional relationship is over the mental health of real life victims says everything you need to know about what kind of person they are.

how we see fictional characters sets the precedent for how we treat real life people in the same circumstances. and, if you publicize in any way how you see the character, real life people in the same or similar circumstances will see what you’re saying. the sooner we see characters like mike as a victim, the sooner we can improve the way real life victims (including male and/or neurodivergent victims) are treated.

victims of abuse reading this, please feel free to add on commentary (as long as nobody adds on any garbage like “men can’t be abused”)


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Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

GIF Credit: ^^

Warning: Lots of yelling, swearing, mentions of alcohol abuse, and physical abuse. I’m not really making Jason look too good in this one :( sorry ya’ll.

Rating: Mature

A/N: @itsdragonfire13 requested this one!! From the sentence prompts, #40 “I don’t even know who you are anymore.” Y/n (your name), e/c (your eye color)

“Jason stop!” you screamed. He turned around, fire blazing in his eyes.

“What did you say?!” Jason stepped close to you, the smell of whiskey radiating off him.

“Jason you’re drunk, you’re not thinking straight,” you laid a hand softly on his face. He batted it away.

“I’m perfectly fine!” He started to walk back toward the door but you grabbed his wrist, this was a mistake. He moved with such blinding speed that you didn’t even see him twist your arm behind you. There was such a sharp and sudden pain up and down it that you cried out, tears in your eyes. He let go the moment he heard you. His body hovered over yours, rooted to the spot by shock. “I- y/n… I didn't…”

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We Help Each other (Yoongi smut)

You and Yoongi have been secretly dating for a while now, six months to be exact, and to him, you were the best girlfriend he ever had during his career. You didn't brag to your friends about dating an idol, you didn’t constantly complain about how busy he was, you never did dumb shit that could jeopardize his career and you always stayed by his side even when everything got rough and confusing. He gave back the same love and respect too. He made sure to take time and check up with you with a text, to reinsure you that you too are still strong as a couple, and to satisfy your needs even if he’s not there…..physically. 

A while back on a random Wednesday you got to your apartment and found a pretty sizable box on your coffee table with a little sticky note next to it. The note read; ‘If you ever feel ‘lonely,’ and you can’t find me. Think of me while you play with this ;)’. The note peaked your curiosity and your hand quickly fiddled with the box, ripping a tape off and opening it, and once you did you couldn’t help but laughs your ass off in shock and disbelief. This man bought you a dildo and vibrator.

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Anon asked: For hs au angst- maybe something where dean and Cas are best friends and the entire school knows Cas likes dean except for dean (too paranoid about people realizing he likes Cas to notice) and some school bullies give Cas a fake love letter from dean. Cas tells dean he feels the same way and dean is really confused. The bullies laugh and Cas realizes it’s fake and runs away and starts angsting all over the place so dean has to calm him down and then happy ending where dean says he likes Cas too

Castiel walked into the high school on the first day, keeping his head down and trying to stay pout of everyone’s way. He almost made it to his locker before he felt hands on his back, shoving him. He fell into the floor, smacking his head against the linoleum. He looked just in time to see the jerseys of several football players go by and hear their laughter.

“Stay out of our way, fag!” One of them said and the others laughed again.

Castiel said and pushed himself up a little, quickly gathering his books. Another pair of hands appeared and he looked up into the face of his best friend. They stacked the books and Dean helped him up off of the floor.

“You okay, Cas?” He asked, brushing his fingers over the red spot on his forehead. Castiel hissed a little, but nodded.

“I’m fine.” Dean looked doubtful, but he didn’t push.

“I went by your house to pick you up this morning,” He said, as the continued down the hall. “But your mom said you had already left.”

“I walked,” Castiel told him. “I figured you’d have Sam and Lisa and I didn’t want to get in the way.”

“You’re never in the way, Cas,” Dean leaned against the lockers next to Castiel’s. “Besides, me and Lisa broke up.”

“What? Why?” Dean shrugged.

“It was just getting old, I guess.” It was Castiel’s turn to give the doubtful look. Dean laughed a little and threw his arm around his friend’s shoulders.

“Seriously, Cas, we just weren’t into each other anymore. It was summer fling.”

“Right.” They stopped in front of Castiel’s home room and he studied Dean for a moment. “You’d tell me if you weren’t okay?”

“Course I would.” Castiel nodded and gave Dean a small smile before going into his classroom. He took a seat beside Charlie, who immediately started questioning him.

“So, Dean and Lisa broke up.” Castiel rolled his eyes at her and pulled his book from his bag.


“And? He’s single now. You have to go for it!” Charlie exclaimed.

“There is nothing to ‘go for,’ Charlie. Dean is straight.”

“Oh, puh-lease. It’s so obvious that you guys have something going on!”

“All that’s going on is our friendship,” Castiel mumbled, hiding behind his book. Charlie was quiet for and a moment later she was in front of him, gently lowering his book so that she could meet his eyes.

“You should at least give it a try, Cas. The worst thing that could happen is that he says no.”

“No, the worst thing that could happen is that our friendship would be ruined. Just let it go. Nothing is ever going to happen.” Castiel buried his face in his book again, hoping that she’d go away. Charlie sighed and ruffled his hair lightly before moving back to her desk.

Castiel hoped that that would be the only time his and Dean’s relationship would be called into question this year.


The first few weeks of the semester went smoothly enough. Dean remained single, though he did hook up with quiet a few girls when he had the chance. Mostly, though, he spent time with Castiel and Sam, watching movies and playing video games. Castiel didn’t even mind when Dean chose the same five movies over and over again, he was just happy to bask in his presene for a while.

The bullies didn’t give Castiel much trouble either. Occasionally he would be shoved into lockers or have cruel names thrown at him, but they ignored him for the most part.

One day, Castiel was walking down the hall, a bit late because he had stayed behind in his English class to ask about an assignment, when he was suddenly surrounded by a group of boys in jerseys.

“Well, look what we have here, boys,” Gordon Walker said, an evil smile spreading over his face.

“Please, leave me alone,” Castiel said, looking at the floor, as if making eye contact would cause them to attack.

“Please leave me alone,” Gordon mocked, stepping closer. “We don’t want fags like you in our school, Novak. Watching you and Winchester together, makes me sick.”

“There is no romantic connection between Dean and myself,” Castiel told them, hoping that it would sway them enough to leave him alone.

“We’ve still got to teach you a lesson. You don’t need to try to recruit anyone else.”

Castiel wasn’t sure which of them struck first, but before he could try to get away they were all hitting him. He curled innon himself and tried to protect his face, praying that they would be bored with him soon.

“Hey!” All the jocks froze as a voice echoed down the hall. Castiel caught a glimpse of Bobby Singer, one of the teachers and a close friend of Dean’s family, storming towards them. “Don’t you try to run from me! Get back here, you’re all going to the office.”

Castiel ended up sitting by himself outside the principals office with an ice pack on his face. The door opened and the other boys filed out.

“We’re going to get you for this, Novak,” Gordon growled as he walked by. Bobby laid a hand on Castiel’s shoulder.

“You alright, kid?” Castiel nodded. “You let me know if those botys bother you again, okay?”

“Yes, sir. Thank you.”

The principal made Castiel fill out an incident report and informed him that the other boys had been expelled for three days and would sit out several games. Castiel thanked him and went to class.

He was getting his stuff out of his locker at the end of the day when gentle hands grabbed him and spun him around. Castiel looked at the floor as Dean took in the bruises on his face.

“Jesus, Cas,” He said, softly.

“I’m okay. Bobby caught them before they could cause any serious harm.” Dean shook his head, smiling a little.

“I can’t leave you alone for a second, can I?”

He threw his arm over Castiel’s shoulder and they walked out to the parking lot, Dean questioning Castiel about what happened as they went.


Castiel opened his locker and a folded piece of notebook paper fluttered to the floor by his feet. He placed the books that he didn’t need in the locker and shoved the rest into his backpack before stooping to pick it up.


I don’t really know how to say this out loud, so I tried to make it make since here.

I like you. I have for a long time, I just didn’t realize it. I tried to fight it atb first because you’re my best friend and I don’t want to lose you, but I’m sick of fighting it.

I want to be with you, Cas. Let me know if you feel the same way.


Castiel stared at the note, shocked. He looked down the hall and saw Dean leaning against his locker. Their eyes met and he smiled at Castiel in a way that made his heart race.

Castiel took a deep breath, summoned all of his courage and walked down the hall to him.

“I do.” Dean’s brow furrowed in confusion and he tilted his head a bit.


“Your note,” Castiel said, dread filling his stomach as he held the paper out. “I want to be with you, too.”

“Cas,” Dean said, looking at the note, then meeting his eyes again. “I didn't–”

Loud laughter echoed down the hall. Castiel and Dean both looked at the same time and saw Gordon and the others watching them. The note slipped from Castiel’s fingers as he realized what was really going on.


He didn’t stay to hear whatever Dean was going to say. He ran for the quickest exit, ignoring the shouts of complaint that came from the students he pushed out of his way.

How could he have been so stupid? What could possibly make him think that Dean actually wanted him? He had ruined everything.

He wondered if Dean would be willing to overlook this and continue being friends or if they would just never speak again. He was so worried about what happened that he didn’t notice the car pulling up behind or the boy calling his name.

“Cas!” Castiel cried out in surprise as Dean grabbed his shoulders and spun him around.

“I’m sorry,” Castiel babbled. “I don’t know how I could have been so stupid. Obviously you would never–”

He was interrupted by Dean’s mouth on his his. The kiss lasted just long enough to take his breath away and leave him wanting more.

“I may not have written that note,” Dean said, softly, his lips still brushing against Castiel’s as he spoke. “But it was exactly what I could never say.”

Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him again, making a mental note to thank Gordon and his cronies for bringing them together.