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anonymous asked:

What music do you think the foxes listen to like which artists?

oooh nonnie i’m so glad u asked okay i have thought about this:

  • so i know neil is canonically not a huge fan of music but i like to think he’s just picky, he doesn’t care about genre, he just likes what he likes (which is mainly bands with songs that remind him of andrew)
    • see: eden (this band is the official andreil sponsor i’m telling u), amber run, the neighbourhood, borns, sam tinnesz, jaymes young, crywolf, cigarettes after sex, vancouver sleep clinic
  • we know that andrew likes loud music that drowns out all his thoughts, mainly the dark heavy electronic stuff they play at eden’s twilight all the time
    • see: gasaffelstein, justice, iamx, royal blood
    • also his favourite album of all time is “i brought you my bullets you brought me your love” actually fight me on this
  • i think kevin would listen to a lot of edm while he works out but he’s also a nerd too and loves to listen to movie soundtracks (also i like the idea of lorde being his secret fave)
  • nicky hemmick is the biggest lana del rey stan alive let’s be real here, every time he does karaoke it’s to sing ‘young and beautiful’
  • dan is a hot mess and listens almost exclusively to top hits from the 90s and 00s (fight me on this too) i’m talking destiny’s child, nsync, kelly clarkson, natasha bedingfield all that good nostalgic shit
  • i feel like matt lives and breathes pop music tbh? i see his faves being rihanna and frank ocean 
  • allison would love pop music too but i also like to think she has a soft spot for female-led rock bands
    • see: wolf alice, joan jett and the blackhearts, pvris, stevie nicks, sonic youth
  • nora said renee likes instrumentals, i also think she listens to bands with really ethereal vocals
    • see: son lux, the japanese house, sigur ros, the xx, agnes obel
  • aaron is a twenty one pilots stan. do i need to go on.

anonymous asked:

I've just started getting into block b and I was wondering if you could help me get to know them/their personalities☺️ so far I know Zico, taeil, p.o and ukwon, i still need to YouTube them tho I feel like I'm gonna be in deep rip lol

Hi, hello and enjoy, cause it’s about to get crazy in here

Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve gone through the Block B fever them so excuse if I mess up on some points, I’m rolling on 2013 knowledge ^^’

ZICO - Woo Jiho

  • Since he’s one of the ones you know, I don’t think I will write much and most of it you will probably know.
  • A talented lyricist and rapper who is inspired by other successful artists such as G-Dragon
  • He is the blunt and straight to the point leader who works really hard to achieve success
  • Loves each one of his members, but is the closest with Kyung
  • He actually went to school with Kyung and they were best friends back then
  • He is fun and does not care about his image that much. He wants to be known as a funny guy who just happens to be dead serious about music
  • He can point out a mistake and pick a fight if something goes wrong
  • He does not put on a fake act to seem friendly around people he dislikes, but he wouldn’t be an ass about it either, pretty mature if you ask me
  • Affectionate
  • Talented
  • Likeable
  • Caring
  • BUT blunt and dead honest
  • Lead meme

If you want to see his serious side, watch the making of “Jackpot” <- it’s actually a nice video to get to know them

TAEIL - Lee Taeil

  • The oldest member who just happens to suffer from baby face syndrome (I know the feels)
  • A very dorky member, he has a special charm to him and he can get flustered quite easily
  • He is warmhearted, cute and sweet
  • He’s like honey but sometimes a bit bitter, you know
  • Every member loves to smooch and bother him
  • He has his little crazy moments, he likes to have fun
  • But he loves them too~
  • He’s like the baby of the group, how is he the eldest

Come and die watching this cute compilation, and have something sweet for bitter days /HERE/

B-BOMB - Lee Minhyuk

  • The sexy member
  • Has a nice butt and he knows it
  • He’s a bit awkward and evil
  • My bias wrecker *cough*
  • Mispronounced ‘dimples’ for something extremely inappropriate, I could send a gif but most will probably know what I’m talking about
  • He is a great dancer
  • How many times will I write ‘dorky’ in this post… Block B is all dorky so that’s a problem
  • He never can’t do something, and when he can’t - he can
  • He wants to be influential to people (He’s failing but let’s overlook that)
  • Loves bothering Jaehyo
  • Sexy
  • Awkward
  • Evil
  • But weirdly caring and loves to share kisses
  • Dork
  • Sexy meme

Watch him be evil /HERE/

P.O - Pyo Jihoon

  • ShaMeLEss
  • The youngest but he’s such a freaking boyfriend material
  • He’s a walking angel
  • Like he literally couldn’t stand watching another member clean up everyone’s mess (the loser had to clean up) and he ran back to help him, such a freaking sweetheart
  • He felt like Mino was better suited for Block B and also felt as if he stole his place, this boy gives me feels
  • Extremely derpy
  • Has a good fashion sense… usually
  • He was quite awkward for a long time, but he warmed up to cameras and fans
  • Will give you second hand embarrassment
  • He let a fan touch his eyebrows, this pumpkin >w<
  • Stanning him will bring you happiness and riches
  • Shameless
  • Sweetheart
  • Caring
  • Helpful
  • Awkward sometimes
  • Baby meme

Watch him help Jaehyo clean to have a nicer life!

U-KWON - Kim Yukwon

  • Mood maker of Block B
  • Shining bright like the sun
  • Always messes up something, but he’s pure perfection so don’t mind it
  • Cheerful and dorky (of course)
  • Loves to see people smile
  • Knows the ‘lyrics’(?) to Ievan Polkka
  • He is supposedly very innocent according to the members but I’m not that convinced
  • He’s random. He accidentally made a word ‘beup’ and used it as a meme in conversations and gave it a defiition. Tsk tsk
  • He is also awkward. Welp
  • But he always makes people around feel more at ease and it’s a truly beautiful trait!

Have a very fun day with this stuck in your head

JAEHYO - Ahn Jaehyo

  • Hates receiving affection from other members. They disgust him (What a loving guy)
  • He has a prince disease (In love with his own looks, very confident)
  • Loves Pikachu and especially his Pikachu onesie
  • He’s the diva of the group. He’s sassy and the failure of others amuses him
  • But also helped a few (two?) other idols get into the kpop industry, so he’s quite helpful!
  • He gets flustered quite easily, but he will never shy away from admitting he has godly looks
  • He has a dorky (omfg can I stop) side to him too. He’s cute and weirdly charming in his own way
  • Yes, he is my bias fml (it’s funny cause he’s not even my type wtf)
  • Members + Affection = NO
  • confident
  • Sassy
  • Helpful
  • Easily flustered
  • Charming
  • Handsome meme

Watch Jaehyo be violated by everyone

KYUNG - Park Kyung (A.K.A. Cucumber)

  • Can’t control his face
  • Produced all the Block B albums with Zico
  • He’s a mess
  • The derpiest of them all
  • I can’t really tell for sure, but wasn’t he like the most perverted member as well? Let’s give him that
  • His smile is contagious
  • His laugh is contagious
  • His voice is freaking beautiful
  • He’s one of the smartest people living, he may not look like it but that boy has a higher IQ than I could ever imagine

And proceed with /THIS/
Then finish off softly with cute little smirk when reminded that he’s the only one who saw Zico shower /THIS/


  • This group took a huge part of my childhood
  • My info may be old
  • But I’m sure it’s still relevant
  • Love these guys, because they need and deserve it

Block B is:

~ Maya signing off

Okay hear me out: the critical role cast has some issues when it comes to lgbt+ representation & interacting with fans.

I know it’s easy to look at fans being upset over Marisha’s comments about Keyleth’s sexuality & think fans are “demanding”, “asking too much”, “intruding on a private game”. These are all accusations I’ve seen in the last 24 hours. It’s important to remember that this has all come up because Marisha was joking about f/f attraction on the stream. She has Keyleth say she wanted to see Vex’s breasts and it spiraled from there. 

Fans are reacting to this because Keyleth being bi/questioning/etc will remove the sting of this conversation. 

Confirming a character as exploring something other than heterosexuality (however badly it’s done) is still better than using other sexualities as a punchline. 

And the critical role cast does this. It does this a lot. Here are a few from the top of my head:

  • the purposeful misgendering of raishan (mainly by sam)
  • grog’s ‘boyfriend’  Kerrek
  •  scanlan’s many, many jokes about sex with men*
  • laura’s whole ‘haha maybe vex will get a gf ;) jk she’s been in love with percy this whole time’
  •  hell, vax’s romance with gilmore started off as liam trying to flirt the price of goods down. to his credit he committed to it for a while, but then he followed the bisexual trope of finding the ‘right’ person of a different sex and choosing them instead.

*sam had been joking about scanlan and men for months before finally discussing the topic seriously on twitter. even then he just said “not 100% heterosexual”. it’s progress, but there’s still a way to go

“but emma, they have good intentions! you have to be patient and respectful of the cast!” my dudes i dont have to respect someone who treats the representation of my community like a novelty shirt they can wear for a day and take off later. i know they’re trying, i know they’re learning, but they still need to apologize when they make a mistake. no one is asking for blood, folks. 

This could have been avoided (or certainly at least reduced) if Marisha hadn’t initially been so evasive on twitter. the unwillingness to confirm anything read as Marisha wanting to continue the trend of joking about lgbt+ representation. it was a dismissal. 

i love Marisha, god knows i defend her until i’m red in the face, but no one gets a universal pass. she’s an adult and she knew she upset people. it wouldn’t have cost her anything to tweet something like “hey i didn’t think about keyleth’s speech last night and i’m sorry that it came across as a cheap joke. i’d like to explore keyleth’s sexuality more & this will take time bc she’s inexperienced. please bear with me as both she and i figure this out”

that’s literally all she needed to do.

the cast struggles when it comes to apologizing to the lgbt+ community. we just need to look at how they handled the situation with j’mon’s misgendering. matt actually used the “dont get mad at your allies” speech, something i know a lot of us (myself included) have heard before. again, mistakes are going to happen. people slip up, we know this, but you still apologize for mistakes. you dont get to say “hm i dont think what i did caused you any harm”. you have to step back and say “oh i upset you? that wasnt my intention and i’m very sorry for that. this is new to me and i hope i will do better in the future”

final thoughts:

-this isn’t a private game anymore. this is a show that many of us pay money to access. that doesn’t give us the right to make demands, but it does give us the right to ask that our sexuality and gender aren’t treated as a joke. it gives us the right to ask a cast member if they were serious when they flirted with the idea of their character not being straight. 

-the problem isn’t that keyleth is questioning. the problem is that the cast has a tendency to joke about these things and then never return to it, as if lgbt+ representation is a tap you can turn on or off. (sam is the only exception i can think of, but again that wasn’t confirmed on screen.) minority groups shouldn’t be treated like this.

-it’s not entitlement to ask that your sexuality isn’t a punchline. it’s not demanding to ask for clarification. it’s not asking too much for an apology. 

if straight actors dont want to seriously consider non-heterosexual orientations, then they dont get to make jokes about sexuality. 

[ @the-mic-drop this might not be what you had in mind, but I hope it’s satisfactory. also, I thank @nervmaid for this. ]

A rather sudden bang distracts Roadhog from his novel.

Dog-earing the page, he sets the worn book down on his belly and sighs through his mask. Two years of playing bodyguard has granted him enough experience to distinguish one bang from another. Explosions, while outside the norm for the everyday citizen, have a surprising array of sounds that Roadhog has become well acquainted with. If anyone cared to ask, he’s sure he could name every type of explosive he’s heard. In fact, it has come to the point where he could give a rough estimate on how much damage a bomb might inflict from its noise alone, and he supposes that might be an impressive feat if he weren’t so invested in making sure the creator of said bomb remains in one piece.

Fortunately for him (and his boss, he must concede), the bang does not belong to any sort of explosive.

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aspendailies  asked:

Ok but bts gang au?? I've read a few of these (there needs to be more) but the paintball just inspired me more?? Rapmon is the leader of the team cause he's amazing and Yoongi is his right hand man. Jin is the spy that goes undercover in all the big companies and hobi is the sweet but deadly hand-to-hand combat guy. Taetae is the sweet-talker and deals with kidnapping and works with jin. Jimin is the master sniper and can kill without looking and kookie is just the all-around prodigy pls help

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Jimin // Jungkook // Suga // V // Rap Monster


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You brought the glass to your lips, taking a sip from it before placing it back down and popping out your joints. The dress you wore for tonight was tight,red, loud. After the blind date you’d just been released from, you found yourself in the sleaziest bar you could find. A university student trying to become a 4th grade teacher…interesting. It wasn’t something you needed in your life, and you were bored to death by the way he had tried to get you to suck him off in the least subtle way. Still, you knew the moment you stood up you were finished with his existence and would not call him back. You made a mental note to text your friend who’d only intended for you to be with the best.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing here at this time of night?” A voice purred at you, and you knew it was only a matter of time until you had to punch someone just to have a simple drink.

You turned, noticing the face was not only unattractive, but beaten up and bruised as well. You picked up your drink again, taking a big swig from it and placing it down.

“Not interested,” you shot him a look. The alcohol on his breath informed you that he was absolutely smashed, and you just hoped someone was around to save you when he got in your face.

“Alright, that’s fine. Got a bitch on my hands thinking you’re too good for everyone?”

“She said she wasn’t interested, buddy.” A voice caught your attention, and it made the sleazy man turn around and stare. His hair was a fading orange color, the kind of a sunset hanging over the horizon in the middle of winter. He had his elbow laying on the bar counter, and chin on his hand. The man winked in your direction, twinkling his fingers from his free hand towards you.

“Who are y- Jimin…” The sleazy one halted his words, eyes growing wide and hands hanging up in the air as if he were about to be arrested. The one known as Jimin rose from his seat, rolling out his shoulders and cracking his neck.

“Look man, I don’t want any trouble.” The man said, backing away slightly. Perhaps Jimin was bar security? No, that would mean he was drinking on the job. In most cases, that would be entirely unacceptable. You weren’t doubting it wasn’t here, either.

Once the man was clearly out of sight, Jimin sat down beside you. He slid his drink next to you, clinking both glasses together before he took it down like a shot. You watched his face pucker up in satisfaction, before exhaling loudly and slamming his glass down.

“Come here often?”

“That’s so cheesy.” You muttered, turning away and smiling to yourself.

“Oh, alright. You don’t like that? Sorry for wasting your time.”

You turned quickly, hand tightening in his leather jacket. “Don’t go, what if someone tries to catcall me again and you’re not around to save me?”

He didn’t have to turn around for you to know he was smiling. Jimin sat back in his chair, waving for the bar tender to bring another drink around. He gave Jimin a sour look, placing the almost empty bottle in front of him.

“You going to pay for your tab soon, Jimin?”

“Aw, don’t be like that. I always pay for my tab whenever Joonie makes it big. We got a big drug bust soon, buddy. I’m the main player this time.”

“If you die I’m telling Namjoon you owe almost 700 fucking dollars in booze.” The bartender snapped, opening the cap of the alcohol and pouring the rest of the contents in his cup. Jimin waved him off.

“What’ll he do, kill me again? Not likely, pal.”

The bartender disappeared to the other side of the joint, leaving you and Jimin alone. It sounded as if Jimin was a cop, but you weren’t so sure.

“So you’re like…a cop? Is that why that dumb ass was so scared of you?”

Jimin broke into hysterical laughter, slapping the table with the flat of his palm. You weren’t sure what was the reason he was laughing for, but for some reason you laughed along. His face was suddenly serene, totally expressionless and hardened.

“Quite the opposite, babe.”

Your heart was beating in your throat. The opposite? “You…break the law?”

“Do I?” He took another swig of his drink, downing the whole glass in one go. Staring at him for a long moment, you realized you had to get to know him better. It wasn’t because you wanted too, it was because you definitely needed to know him. You shuffled your bar stool closer to him, downing your whole drink and struggling to swallow it. Jimin snorted slightly, bumping his shoulder against yours.

“Long night, sweet heart?”

Just the way he said sweet heart sent shivers down your spine. It definitely wasn’t the first time he’d said it, no way. He probably called every female he met sweet heart, so you tried not to let it affect you too much.

“Mm, something like that…” You contemplated telling a complete stranger about your cliche blind date with the most boring man on Earth, but decided it would make you sound like the most stuck up bitch in the universe. Laughing, Jimin looked up at you under his lashes.

“Let me guess…he’s tall, good looking, but the most boring sack of shit you’ve ever seen in your life? Doesn’t know how to have a good party? Takes everything too seriously?”

Your eyes met his in a daze, and you seriously thought he could read your mind. He’d guessed everything after a simple glance. No way, no way.

“How did you know?”

“Sniper’s intuition.” He grinned back, looking towards the dimly lit bar in front of the two of you. Only a few people stood around, playing pool. Others danced hazily to the background music that was deeply fading because of how loud the voices were.

“Is that even real?” You accused with a deep laugh, swiping your tongue against your bottom lip. Now you could definitely understand why the word sweet heart sounded like an everyday name to him. You flicked hair out of your face, flashing him a grin.

“No, I just made it up to hear your laugh. It’s exactly how I thought it would sound.”

“Oh, and how’s that?” You challenged, with a hint of determination flitting your tongue. Just the way his eyes darkened, you knew you were in for a ride.


“You should ask for people’s names before getting straight to the hand holding, you know.” You teased him, lazily dropping your chin into your hand. He mimicked you, playing with a strand of your hair nonchalantly.

“It’s a pleasure, but if I tell you my name I’ll have to kill you after.”

“Didn’t I hear that man over there say it? What was it, Jiman? Jimin?” You feigned innocence, pretending to pronounce his name wrong. All it did was make him smile brighter.

“Nice try, sweet heart. Don’t pretend you didn’t remember my name right when he spoke it. Will you tell me you’re name?”

You did. You told him your name, and he raised a brow.

“A beautiful name to match a beautiful girl.”

“Oh, stop. The cliche’s are getting a little out of hand now.” You had to admit, it was a charm you were beginning to fall for.

“You’d be wishing I was only full of cliche’s after figure out my actual occupation.” He turned away from you, hopping off of his seat. For a moment your heart left your chest, and you were afraid he was going to leave, but he didn’t. He turned your stool around to face him, before spreading both of your legs and stepping between them. For some reason you didn’t stop him once both warm hands were placed on your knee caps. Jimin leaned in close to your ear, his breath tickling the lobe.

“What do you do?” You breathed, placing a hand firmly on his chest. Even through the simple t-shirt, you could feel the tight pecs.

“You’d like to know, wouldn’t you?” He murmured back, and for a moment it felt as if his lips grazed just beside your ear, but you couldn’t be sure if it was an accident or totally not. In frustration, you decided it was purely an accident he wouldn’t admit too. Jimin pulled away, backing up slightly. This time, you could tell he had the intention of leaving.

“Wait!” You called after him. He paused, a sly smirk resting on his beautiful lips.

“I want to see you again.” You hoped he would give you his number, or perhaps promise to meet you again soon in a different setting, a nicer, less sexual time where both of you weren’t slightly buzzed and teasing.

“You don’t,” he said firmly, narrowing his eyes. You came toward him once more, walking with him as he moved backwards. You held onto both of his shoulders to swerve around drunk people swaying to crusty music.

“Don’t tell me what I want,” you shot back, and he pushed you against the bar counter.

“You don’t know anything about me, and you don’t want too, trust me. I’m not the kind of guy ready to hand out numbers no matter how killer a girls rack is. Your rack is pretty killer, if I do say so myself. Still, getting involved with me is dangerous.”

Dangerous…The word flew through your mind in hundreds of different ways. He was definitely not the kind of guy your mom would approve of, no way. He was exactly what you were looking for.

“Come on, Jimin.” You purred, trying to keep from hyperventilating at the utter nearness. He watched you with curiosity as you placed a hand on his chin, cupping it. “Am I really not that interesting to you? Do you seriously never want to see me again?”

You were trying too hard, you knew. There was no denying cold hard facts. Jimin’s face grew the all to familiar grin, even after barely knowing him over an hour. He shyly looked into your eyes, placing his large fingers around your wrist to get your hand off of his chin. Once finished with that, his hand cupped your chin, except much harder than you ever anticipated.

“I kill people,” he murmured delicately, biting his bottom lip. A shrill of panic ran through you, and Jimin seemed to note it by the way his eyes flickered. The expression on his face told you for some reason he was sad, and you ignored the jarring pain aching along your jaw.

Your fingers tangled in his shirt, and you stared at him as seriously as you could with squished fish lips.

“I trust that you won’t kill me.” You answered firmly, waiting for Jimin’s reply. His eyes watched your intently for a moment, before he dropped his hand and backed away. Jimin began to laugh, holding both hands up in defeat. The laugh was obviously forced, but you could also tell he sounded relieved.

“You’re quite the interesting girl, huh?” He pulled his phone from his pocket, handing it to you. You put your number in quickly, writing your name into the top. After pressing enter, you pulled free your phone, but Jimin was walking away.

“Jimin!” You called again. Without turning around, he waved.

“I’ll call you when I need too. It was nice meeting you, (Y/N).”

It had been weeks since your encounter with Jimin, and not once had he even texted you. It was a shame, especially since you were hoping with all your might he’d gained a speck of interest in you. Still, you had to move on with your life.

It was 3 AM when your eyes snapped open from the loud ringing of your phone. Nothing more than irritation rattled at your bones, causing you to lean over to your night stand and grab for it. Your eyes burned at the sudden brightness your phone directed quite rudely into your face. The number read unknown, and you, for some reason, still answered.

“Mm, hello?” Your groggy, hoarse voice mumbled into the phone. A throaty chuckle alarmed you, sending you shooting up into a sitting position.

“Sleeping already?” Jimin’s voice shot through the receiving side of the phone, and you didn’t feel any sort of happiness.

“First of all, it’s 3 AM and what the fuck?” You snapped, turning on the nearest lamp. You made a mental note to save the number into your phone, despite overflowing in anger.

“Miss me? Are you at home?”

“Obviously, where else do I sleep? No, where else do you sleep?”

“Confidential, sorry.” You could tell he was grinning, but you didn’t care.

“You haven’t called me for weeks, you asshole. You could’ve at least called at a reasonable hour, I have work tomorrow!” You pulled the phone away from your ear, pressing the red button and hanging up. Settling back into bed, you shove your blankets over your head in frustration. There was no way you’d be able to go back to sleep after being awoken by that jerk. He definitely had no interest in you, so there was no point wasting your time with him.

Your phone rang again, and once spotting it was still the unknown number, you didn’t answer it. Although your finger was hesitating on the button…you could just answer and tell him off again…

No! You picked up your phone and turned it off altogether. Jimin could sweat it out. He had no idea how to properly treat a love interest, so you wouldn’t treat him well, either.

You left your dim room and went to the kitchen, angrily flicking on the electric tea kettle. Water began to boil up quickly, and you couldn’t get the image of Jimin grinning at you to leave your mind. Leaving your completely boiled water, you went back to your bed and turned your phone on once more. Right as you did that, you noticed you had another incoming call from Jimin.

Answering, you held the phone to your ear once more. “Stop calling, it’s obvious you’re not interested in anything besides my boobs!” You snapped, about to hang up, but Jimin’s voice forced you to stop yourself.

“Hold on, wait!” He shouted into the phone. “What’s your address, I’ll make it up to you.”

Instinctively, you looked down at yourself. The clothes you bore were simply a pale blue pair of pajama bottom’s, and a white tank top stained with coffee. You were not at all prepared for someone like him to come over and see the mess that was you.

“I’m not telling you my address.”

“I have a friend who knows how to track, sweet heart.” Jimin chuckled into the phone. “I’ll be there in 10.”

“Jimin!” You groaned, but he’d already hung up. Your apartment was cleaned enough, but you were a mess. You went to your room, flinging off your pajama’s and putting on something a little more appropriate for him. Although it was still definitely not your best idea of a first date look, you weren’t willing to put anything besides a sweater and some leggings on.

A wrap on your door brought you back to your senses, and you went over to answer it. The look Jimin shot you made you believe he was trying his hardest not to laugh at the way you looked.

“Cute,” he commented sweetly. You balled your hand up into a fist, until realizing he was covered in red splotches.

“Oh my god, Jimin.” You gasped. “You’re covered in blood!”

“Yeah,” he chuckled innocently. “Most of it’s not mine. I had to do some dirty work for Joonie today. I seriously thought I was about to die. When I didn’t, I called you. For some reason after that, I wanted to…hear your voice…I guess?”

You covered your mouth with a shaky hand, taking in the smell of stale blood wafting from him. How could Jimin come here looking like that? His expression dropped to his clothes, before looking up at you with an expression of disdain.

“I told you,” he murmured quietly. “I already told you what I do for work…”

“How could you come here looking like that?” You accused, holding out a hand when he attempted to near you. You noticed the way one of his jacket pocket’s weighed down more than the other. Possibly a gun?

“I told you, I only thought of you after thinking I was going to die! I didn’t just want to end where we left off like that.”

You were quiet for a moment, startled at the way he seemed to be speaking entirely different. You had told him you trusted him, but it wasn’t about that. Seeing him like this, a bloody, bruised mess, made you scared. The way he spoke of thinking he was going to die scared you even more. You neared him, pushing his jacket off of his shoulders.

“Take off your shirt…I have a first aid kit in the bathroom. Come on.”

“I thought you were scared.” He was pouting, looking like a little kid. You brushed hair away from his forehead, finding a cut on him that was one of the main sources of blood all over his face.

“Not scared, utterly disgusted. I’m not someone who needs to be killed by what…the fucking mafia? I don’t do drugs, or murder people.”

His voice grew quiet, and Jimin took hold of both of your wrists. “That’s why I didn’t want to get involved with you.”

“Because I’m too innocent for you?” You shot back, sitting him down in your dining room. He looked up at you, and shook his head.

“You’re too good, I mean. A good girl, with a pretty nice apartment. You’ve got an easy going life that would just be weighed down by me if anyone found out we were together.”

“That’s not really for you to decide, is it?” You murmured, a slight smile forming against your lips. His eyes flashed darkly towards yours.

“Be right back,” you motioned for him to wait, before disappearing into the bathroom. You dampened a wash cloth to get rid of any blood, before grabbing your first aid kit and bringing it out. Upon return, you noticed Jimin’s discarded bloody shirt on your table, and him pouring the now boiled water into two cups with teabags in them. His back profile was covered in bruises, and plenty of scars. He turned around after placing the electric kettle down, and could barely look you in the eye. That definitely was not the Jimin you had met all those weeks ago.

“We got a new kid the other week, so I’ve been busy. He’s got to learn the basics somehow, we’re just trying to figure out what his specialty is. Seems like he’s good at it all.” He shrugged, slumping over in the chair and staring at your feet.

“You work for a company of…assassins?”

“Mm, no. A gang. BTS.”

“Never heard of them,” you deadpanned, causing him to laugh.

“It’s because you’re a good girl.”

You picked up his face with both hands, forcing him to watch as you patched him up. “Keep your head up, would you? God, if you went over to an actual good girl’s house she would’ve called the cops on your ass by now.”

“I know, which is why I’m waiting for them to show up.” He responded in a serious voice, making you pinch his cheek.

“I didn’t call the cops. You think I can’t handle myself?” You snort, beginning to wipe blood from the places that weren’t injured. His eyes closed, and he leaned into the warmth.

“It’s not that…I just definitely thought you’d call the cops to get me to leave you alone. I was afraid you would tell me you never wanted to see me again.”

“You, afraid?” You laughed over exaggeratedly, gaining a glare from him. It wasn’t long before he was smiling, too, until you ended up pressing your thumb against the cut on his forehead.

“Ow, shit…”

“Oh, sorry, sorry! Who did this to you? Wait, let me guess, confidential?”

“The new kid. He didn’t know when to stop, and some of the other guys had to haul his ass off me before he finally understood I was about to get killed. That kid’s a fucking machine.”

“Are you sure you’re not just old?” You grinned, and he shook his head.

“No way in hell. I’m 20.”

“No way,” you gasped, covering your mouth with your hand. His eyes shot open, before he grinned.

“How old are you?”

“22…” You breathed, earning a laugh from him. You could’ve sworn he was at least 25, but in truth he was younger than you. 

“No big deal, right? It’s only 2 years, noona.”

“If you call me that I’ll cut your face off.” You warned, cupping his chin so tightly you were sure his jaw would snap off. Jimin held up both hands in defeat, flinching in pain. You let go of him after spotting the cut on his neck.

“God, don’t ever look at that kid again…” You groaned, wiping the rest of the blood away from his chest. Jimin’s hands held your hips to keep himself steady, and his face twisted in pain after you began patting a cotton swab with disinfectant against his forehead.

“Can I come here whenever I need Hello Kitty band-aids all over me?”

“If you come here again without getting my consent I’ll kick you out the window.” You didn’t mean it, you really seemed to be enjoying Jimin’s company. Despite being vaguely aware he’s in a gang, you still wanted to be the one to see him at his worst, so you could clean him up and bring him back to looking pretty.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he winked, hands tightening when you went to his neck to disinfect it.

“Stop moving,” you ordered every time he flinched. “You’re weak as hell.”

“Weak as hell? I’ll have you know I’m one of the deadliest shot’s out of every gang I’ve ever encountered.”

“Oh, congratulations,” you slapped a hand on his back, earning a groan. “You can shoot a gun at a far away distance, really, congratulations!”

“You’re going to regret that,” he growled, standing up. For a moment, he placed a hand against his head and blinked his eyes heavily. Jimin teetered to the left, and then backwards.

“Jimin-” You gasped, wrapping your arms around him. The both of you hit the ground with a thud, and Jimin groaned. Both of your hands were being crushed by his weight and yours together, but you had to make sure he was alright first.

“Jimin, Jimin get up. Jimin, please… I’ll have to call an ambu-”

“Do not!” He snapped, sitting up. Jimin unlatched both hands from around him, and you acted as though nothing was wrong. In reality, both of your hands burned and ached, and you couldn’t move your baby finger without wanting to cry. You shook them out in front of you, but nothing happened besides more pain.

“I’ll go to jail if I go to the hospital, so don’t ever call any sort of that shit, even if I’m this fucking close to dying.”

You sighed, shakily getting up to your feet and holding out a hand. He took it, slowly getting up and crumbling back into the chair.

“Jimin…” You ignored the pain in your hands, placing one against his cheek. “Take a fucking chill pill. I have Advil, but I doubt that’ll get rid of anything besides a headache and maybe dizziness. Want some?”

“Mm,” he responded in a sheepish voice, and you collected the warm tea and two pills. Jimin downed them dry, only leisurely taking a swig of tea minutes later. You finished patching him up, helping him into a standing position and bringing him to your sofa. After Jimin laid himself down in it, you knelt onto the floor beside him.

“Stay here tonight, okay? I’ll make breakfast tomorrow, and - what?” He was giving you a look that read he was displeased with something, but you honestly couldn’t tell at all. Jimin shook his head quickly.

“I’m just embarrassed you have to see me like this. Shit, there goes my tough guy facade.”

You rolled your eyes, beginning to blink heavier in tiredness. “I like being able to see this part of you, even though it’s morbid… I want to see all the sides of you. Will you let me?”

“Only if you sleep here with me.” His eyes closed, and all you felt was him pulling you against his body. Jimin allowed you to lay your head down on his arm, as you both peacefully drifted off into a deep sleep.

star-crowned-prince  asked:

I would also like to point out that Vader is generally liked by the guy fan base while Kylo seems to have a more girl fan base and as nerd culture would have it anything liked by women is to be frowned upon/ criticized. It's dumb like I'm a dude I've definitely beefed with other guys asking why they hate certain things like kylo because I don't think it's fair that a certain part of the Fandom is treated like crap cause of their gender

I was about to go to bed and had an answer to this all written up but my computer decided to be cheeky and randomly restart so I’ll make this brief.

I do think that Kylo havinga female following will invariably have male backlash cos that’s… how things have always been (not saying it’s right, just accurate). It’s fucked, but yeah I think that’s definitely a contribution.

I do think a lot of the Kylo haters are female, however, as the most staunch resistance appear to be the anti-reylo folk. I’m not in the fandom but just what I’ve seen in passing I’ve seen so much tearing down and rending of flesh over it, it’s been really astounding. From what I’ve seen, so much of it has been “Rey deserves better than that evil abusive fuck” and I think that follows a lot of the same “if’s hip to call men gross” stuff you see on tumblr. There’s such an “us vs them” mentality in that that I feel like people’s ability to extend compassion to people privilaged in other aspects has eroded. Essentially “Kylo Ren is whiny because he’s a white male and therefore doesn’t have anything to complain about.” Which plays into the “angsty teen” trope I mentioned before.

(Christ, this is the closest I’m every going to get to using the word “misandry”)

All that said, I do believe that Vader vs. Kylo’s story arc is designed to appeal to male and female audience as we’re socially conditioned in that binary. Of course Vadar, inpenetrable and emotionless and poweful, is lauded by male fans. He represents the male ideal. But he’s also emotionally vacant to the audience, and the brute force power source is something that women have been conditioned AGAINST seeking. We don’t get a foothold into what’s going on in Vader’s head, so there’s less to actually work with.

Meanwhile, Kylo is emotionally meaty, which is the arena that women are sorta trained to be the masters of. He’s still strong, but his methods are more indirect. He feels less like a tank and more dexterous and acrobatic. He’s conflicted, he has obstacles. His worth is not intrinsic.

The major difference between male and female protagonists in the majority of works is that female protags are expected to earn their RIGHT to power, while males are instrinsically deserving. The hidden princess narrative vs the chosen one narrative. It’s the same reason you only hear ‘gary stu’ in terms of fanfiction, and even then rarely, vs a female protag being called a mary sue in original published works literally all the time. 

Vader, in the original trilogy, was a sorta expected power. He started as a threat and he was overcome. Kylo, conversely, showed weakness and never fulfilled the uncomplicated, direct power fantasy as Vadar did. Kylo is very much a feminine archetype for this reason, and a lot more close to what women are given to relate to, as well as more substantial emotionally, which is something women respond to more on average than brute strength and “badassery”.

(all of this said, I should hope I don’t have to explain how this is extremely generalized and based on binary gender expectations that are bullshit, so if your a lady reading this and thinking ‘fuk u I love badasses and Vader rocks kylo smells like poo’ then…… I know. I’m just specifically talking about that false dichotomy and passivly absorbed gender roles which must be destroyed *W*)

I feel like a similar feminine-not-female character was Loki, and would love to hear from @galadhir their thoughts on a compare/contrast between Loki, Kylo and Hux because I feel like they like Hux for a similar reason they like Loki (competence and ambition), but the general fandom of Loki trends toward the woobification and lack of emphasis on competence that you might see with Kylo (focus on vulnerability). How gender intersects with fandom vs. canon appreciation sounds like it could be ver neat! Thoughts on that, Galadhir, if you’re up to it?

anonymous asked:

Hey, soft boy. I've been developing games using game maker for the past couple of years and have been wanting to switch to unity for sometime now. However, while I was able to quickly learn the ins and outs of gml, I can't for the life of me adapt to unity. How did you as a game developer learn to use unity? How much programming experience did you have beforehand? Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

Hey, anon boy. I jumped into Unity when I was 13, knowing almost nothing about game development. I had some advanced computer literacy skills tho, I had messed with HyperStudio (i bet NO ONE knows what that is) in elementary school, and in 7th grade I knew the basics of how to use Command Prompt, and like I knew how to use image editors (Fireworks and a lil Photoshop, with a splash of Flash), so I had literacy of how computers and programs worked. The only “coding” I knew was just copying and pasting code that other people wrote (and sometimes changing the numbers). 

So after I found Unity, I literally just jumped into it. I began by messing around in it (clicking random buttons to see what they do), and I found the terrain editor (keep in mind this was like Unity 2.6, that old shit lmaooo) and that was a super formative moment for me. I then started following tutorials; I think the first thing I used was a shitty PDF FPS tutorial (holy shit I found it), once again copying and pasting code, and looking at fully built example projects to decipher them. 

Keep reading

talkngfishbone  asked:

Hey Phoe! I just wanted to tell you that I've read all your autistic headcanons and I've been excited like a fool with each of them? What's more, I had to share them with my bff here because they are so wonderful? You took me to another world! (and I'm not exaggerating), so I humbly dare to ask if you have some for Jason? I hope you don't feel this like a lawsuit! Anyway, I will not bother you any more and wish you a wonderful start to the week! (':

*finger guns*

  • this works because jason’s backstory is literally a goddamn mystery lmao
  • jason always organizes his room the same way, and he won’t be able to properly sleep/live in it until he has time to organize it. he’s had to grow pretty flexible since he’s on so many quests and stuff, but like cabin one at camp half-blood was totally unknowingly rearranged into as close a fit as he could get it to his room at camp jupiter (beds on one side, personal objects in specific places, clothes stored in a certain way, etc etc)
  • jason has cultivated a model image of himself as a leader at camp jupiter, and understandably finds himself falling back on the same routines/pattern of behavior (even without a memory. i rlly think Autistic Behavioral Patterns go deeper than memory bc u sorta like…absorb them into ur personality u know what i mean?)
  • people tend to think he’s too “straight laced” or uptight or whatever (this is canon piper says this) but in actuality he just genuinely never learned how to. hang out
  • i rlly feel very strongly about jason being sort of socially awkward and just genuinely having very little interpersonal skills at making small talk and like talking about topics that are. not about the end of the world lmao
  • like he’s a totally different person in casual conversation than he is when the world is ending 
  • learning to be a leader is endlessly frustrating to him bc he knows he’s strange and skittish and quiet and that’s not the sort of person people look up to…how is he meant to be the Model Child of Jupiter?
  • (ableism warning for this bullet) people assume his autistic traits are just a side effect of being dumped in the woods with wolves. he’s nonverbal as a child, and has very rigid body posture. so people just sorta go “oookay guess he’s a little…feral or something” (fun fact !!! that’s what real people used to think about disordered, disabled, and neurodivergent children :))) they’d be like “this kid is weird guess the fairies stole our baby and dropped this thing in it’s place” which is. horrifying)
  • i have got to give jason some sort of positive role models here because the honest to god thought that he never had ANYONE before chb is just. very sad (not that cj wasn’t bad for jason in general but like come ON pls just let this abandoned toddler have SOME shred of happiness in his life)
  • anyway the praetors who were praetors before jason and reyna took over become a very stable presence in his life. he models his behavior from watching them. he studies them closely and asks them as many questions as he needs, and they’re both lovely and very willing to answer.
  • also he goes to elementary school in new rome and the teachers are pretty much all neurodivergent themselves and very used to working with neurodivergent kids, so they’re very helpful.
  • his teachers don’t try and force him to talk and they make those cool little stim jars in arts and crafts and jason. still has it to this day.
  • after the war reyna gets it from his room and sends it over to camp half-blood with nico and jason has never felt so happy and Understood it’s probably the kindest gesture he can remember someone ever doing for him wow
  • nico grunts “i see why you like it so much” while he sticks it out for jason to take and jason feels quite validated and inexplicably happy to have his stim Approved by nico lmao
  • (cue jason being like “I’LL SHOW YOU HOW TO MAKE ONE!!!! we’ll make a black one for you. with skulls in it. and myth-o-magic figures!!!!”. and nico rolls his eyes but. they do institute stim jars for a new arts and crafts activity at chb and nico makes. many)
  • jason’s nonverbalness is sort of selective like sometimes it’ll happen when he’s very stressed out but he’s mostly verbal all the time. as a child though he was sort of selectively mute (like, had rules for where he would talk and where he wouldn’t…this isn’t particularly the autistic brand of nonverbalness, selective mutism is it’s own thing, but idk that’s what i was like as a toddler so whatever i’m projecting)
  • anyway he doesn’t talk in the school building but he’ll talk with people he considers friends and in his bunk in the cohort, and as an older kid and a teenager he’s mostly completely verbal
  • he does the monotone hum as a kid when he’s happy but the kids in his bunk/cohort/wherever-the-fuck-he-lived-for-most-of-his-life are always complaining about how annoying it is and he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it until they tell him to stop
  • so he eventually sheds that habit, but then he hears reyna doing it and feels super happy and at home even if he’s not really much of a hummer himself anymore
  • he barely ever has meltdowns, and if he does have one, it’s usually in that confusing weird limbo where ur like this might have been a meltdown but i still feel in control of myself so it’s a meltdown but not A Meltdown.
  • deffffinitely though there are certain scrape-y noises that make him crazy and he feels those bad tingles all up his arm and his neck and ugh ugh ugh and then he starts doing the super rigid posture clenched teeth squeezed shut eyes thing if he can’t get away from it
  • he hate s people chewing hates hates hates people chewing
  • also he can’t eat cereal. he can’t eat cereal and he really cannot watch people eat cereal.
  • he can’t eat cold things in general like. it either has to be cold enough to be freezing, like ice in a drink or ice cream, or it has to be room temperature. even if it’s meant to be served cold it absolutely must be room temperature or he’s not gonna have a real fun time eating it.
  • has lifelong rigid posture…he starts getting teased about how straight he stands so he tries to slouch but when he feels like he’s slouching he actually doesn’t look like he’s slouching lol
  • definitely a super physical stimmer. especially when he’s happy or feeling good he’s gotta pound it out. he’ll get like bursts of energy where he has to like sprint somewhere or something. he’s totally in his element when he’s training.
  • and he usually has music blaring in his headphones while he’s doing this so he scares people whizzing past like a bullet with loud music lmao

anyway halfway through this stopped being tailored to his character and just became “which of my traits have i not projected yet” but OH WELL at least it’s authentic thanks for asking lol

mikamona  asked:

Hey! Could I request how the RFA+V+Saeran would react to an MC who was learning Korean as their third language and is still pretty choppy/needs them to talk a bit slowly? Like I've known Japanese and English since birth pretty much, and I might learn Korean in the future, so maybe something like that if it makes sense? You don't have to use those languages btw! Sorry if that's too specific! I love your work so far, and I hope I see more from you soon, have a nice day!

Hell’s yeah I can! Don’t apologize either, sweet person, you have done no wrong. Also, don’t worry about how specific it is; it helps me understand what you’d like to read! I think it’s pretty rad that you’re learning another language, too! Thank you for supporting what I write and enjoying it. I hope you have a nice day, too; much love!


  • He had to take a couple English classes to gradate highschool and get into uni, so he completely understood if you weren’t 100% fluent!
  • If you were pretty good at reading it, he’d lend you some random books so you could get practice
  • Wouldn’t pressure you to speak Korean in public either
  • that shit’s scary sometimes
  • He was really excited that you could speak Japanese, too
  • languages are really scary sometimes, okay?
  • Yoosung would brag to people on and off campus about your ability to speak multiple languages
  • He’s just really hyped that you’re really smart
  • He’d want to learn really cheesy phrases in Japanese and English
  • Extra excited if you wanted to learn Korean ones
  • Would be really nice to correct you if your grammar or pronunciation was off
  • 8/8 would try to learn another language with you
  • “Yoosung, I’m already trying to figure out one right now” “But it’d be fun!” “You’ll probably stop practicing after a couple of weeks” “Well you’re not wrong, but-” “Yoosung, no” “Watch me”
  • Now he would say random things in Italian because sOMEONE missed the opportunity to when he signed up for a class


  • You knew that Jumin probably had her be somewhat proficient in a couple of languages for business affairs
  • She might’ve only dealt with that for less than three years, but Jaehee wanted to enrich herself anyways
  • Then she found out that your Chinese was really good on top of your Tamil
  • Jaehee was happy that you were fluent in some of the languages of the countries she dealt with the most (no, I totally didn’t google what countries south korea imported and exported with the most)
  • You two became the couple that spoke different languages at home than in public
  • However, your Korean wasn’t as close to fluent as you’d like
  • I mean, she could tell from phone calls early on by your accent that Korean wasn’t your native
  • She really liked to sit by you while you were translating something aloud and she was working
  • Those were her favorite nights
  • Especially since you usually got her to pause working to help you work out a sentence or two
  • Then it turned into encouraging cheek kisses
  • Then she couldn’t completely focus
  • oH WELL
  • guess you both just have to….be….cute..what..a….tragedy
  • She would also buy you cute-looking books that were in Korean
  • It may or may not have been so she could get more of those nights 


  • He’s probably had some scripts that weren’t completely in Korean, so he’s familiar with some language patterns and can say “je suis un pomme”
  • Okay, so you were just slightly offended, because he thought he was saying he’s a prince
  • You’ll admit that knowing English and French then deciding to move to Korea was a bit odd
  • But c’mon, man
  • “…you do realize you just said you were an apple, yeah?” “No, I called myself a prince’ “We’re speaking in English right now” “That’s correct” “It’s literally prince in French” “Well, how was I supposed to know” “Dumbass”
  • You wouldn’t let him live that down for weeks
  • Zen then tried to get you to speak a bit more Korean when you were on set rather than confusing people
  • oh shit
  • my cover’s blown
  • Well, now you were the one getting made fun of
  • “You called me a table” “That may be true” “A tABLE, MC” “At least I said you were a pretty table?” “You called me a moist table, MC” “Okay, okay, you see-” “Mhm” “Shut up, pretty boy” “I thought I was a table?” “That wasn’t even funny” “…” “You’re still a dumbass”
  • Nobody in the rfa chats knew what you meant by calling him an apple
  • Then Zen just had to talk about The Table Incident
  • MC has left the chat
  • cue him running into the living room
  • “but, bAAAABE” “Leave, you apple” “MC, love meeee” “I already do” “Can I at least get a hug” “Nope”
  • MC has entered the chat
  • He then tried to get take the phone while you were typing out The Apple Prince Incident
  • You got Seven in on it to change his name in the messenger to je suis un pomme for a week

Seven: (slight route spoilers, but I changed it a bit anyways)

  • blah, blah, taxes, blah, author of several books in Arabic, blah, likes cat
  • w a i t  j u s t   a   d i d d l y d a r n   s e c o n d
  • Arabic? And Portuguese?
  • aww yisss
  • This was probably when he approved you and went straight to V
  • Plus cats?? That was a bonus
  • He really liked talking to you with the messenger even if your grammar was a teensy bit off
  • may or may not have recorded a few phone calls to hear your accent
  • Once you had gotten to meet him at the apartment
  • whoo, boy
  • He was getting on your nerves just a bit
  • You snapped just a bit and kinda sorta went off on him in Arabic and he just sat there
  • “You done?” “Yes, was there an issue?” “Yeah, it was kinda hot”
  • *narrator voice* He realized he had Fucked Up right Then And There
  • “You didn’t hear that” “Sev-” “Good day”
  • This time he wasn’t staying away to protect you, he just didn’t want to turn as read as his hair next time he had to see you
  • He finally had been able to hold a conversation after staying stonefaced in an attempt to forget
  • You didn’t tho
  • After everything had gotten sorted out and you had understood why he was acting like that, it was pretty okay
  • Neither of your dumbasses realized that you were both speaking Portuguese during the Incident, so the only time he heard your Korean was on the phone
  • He’d take breaks from working whenever you wanted to practice the language
  • I mean, if he could be fluent in seventeen, so could you
  • Seven regarded your ability to speak Arabic as something “holy” and was ecstatic that you were one of the few that didn’t need his help to get home


  • Once he found out that you could read and listen to Korean, but not speak it all that well, he immediately found a tutor
  • He’d like when you’d hold short converstaions with him in his native
  • However, Jumin just didn’t know that you were fluent in Russian and German
  • It took him a couple of weeks until you greeted him as “dorogoy” (my dear) when he came home from work one night
  • Jumin knew a fair bit of other languages, so you both spoke to each other in this odd Franken-language (lmao but that’s German already)
  • He really loved it when you’d forget a word in Korean and looked confused for a second before saying it in German
  • Would always help you with a word or slang phrases
  • just because he had to look them up does not invalidate this
  • Definitely would buy you so many books
  • You’d probably end up with the same book as multiple copies in other languages
  • He just wanted the best access to literature for “mein liebling“ (my beloved)
  • Would be the Softest if you had a question or wanted to carry longer conversations in Korean


  • So! Supportive!
  • Since he’s traveled so much, he knows how to ask and follow directions, ask how someone’s doing, and general things like that in a variety of languages
  • Once he found out you spoke Dutch and Hebrew, he wanted to learn more about the languages
  • You’d lean against each other on the couch at night and ask questions about each others languages
  • “How do I call you my moon?” “Mijn maan” “I like that; it suits you” “How do I call you my star?” “Naui byeol” “I think that suits you, too”
  • If he ever went to a country where many people spoke either languages, he’d ask you to come
  • Definitely took photos of you interacting with people and reading plaques at exhibits
  • Was kind of an excuse to take you on a vacation
  • V would also would carry both a Dutch to Korean and a Hebrew to Korean dictionary for you if you couldn’t remember the word to say something to him
  • Started having you write descriptions of his work for exhibitions so he could broaden his market
  • Would 784282/8 continuously help you if your speaking was a bit choppy and lessen any anxiety you had about it


  • “Just buy some dictionaries” “Yeah, well, what if I don’t want to?” “Then google translate” “But then I’d end up saying something stupid” “You always say stupid things, though, MC” “Don’t be an asshat” “Suggestion taken” (haha, what? me? use google translate for the languages I don’t speak for this post? pssh)
  • He’d be the ones to leave passive aggressive sticky notes in other languages if you weren’t paying attention
  • Also the one to label things if he didn’t understand the yelling in Haitian Creole
  • he’s trying, okay?
  • Saeran may speak multiple languages but not whatever that spewing was
  • “Saeran, that was Korean” “Yeah, and I’m a cat” “Hey, at least I tried” “You asked me if the parakeet gave a prophecy, MC” “…That’s besides the point”
  • Would correct you bluntly
  • Would continue with the sticky notes on everything
  • started learning Greek and Haitian Creole so he could add proper translations to things
  • One morning, he woke up with a sticky note on his forehead that labeled him as “내 사랑, αγάπη μου, doudou mwen”
  • He ended up keeping that in a drawer on his nightstand

I’m sorry that I write this at several different times. I’d be glad to fix any of these if you don’t like them. Especially Seven’s. I did horribly with his. I hope that they were semi-decent, though, and that you enjoy a few of them!

Please correct any mistakes I made with the languages. I can only vouch for the ones I speak, the rest were google translate. If there’s any other issues, I’d be glad to fix them as well!

How even.

I don’t know how you all got here, but, I hope you’re enjoying your stay.

This blog is only a few months old, and I’m almost passing the most amount of followers on an RP blog I had, but the other blog took 3 years… ;; You guys are great, I’m happy that we’re able to interact and get around a lot. I’m really thankfully I met this side of the fandom and was able to participate in all sorts of wacky and even dead serious RP nonsense. I’ve really enjoyed everything here, and just being here, and being able to talk to people and RP, and I feel a lot closer to you guys than any other fandom I’ve been in. So thank you <3 I am very happy and I can seem myself being here for a good while with you guys. I haven’t done anything for my last couple of milestones, so, I figure I should do something now. So here’s the something.

@rexcrystallis | @oracleborn | @chosenbythecrystal | @suitedfordark | @floweringeclipse

You guys are some of the first people I ever interacted with on this blog, so how could I not say anything. I have been taking forever with responding to RP’s, but, I treasure the fact that I was able to talk with you guys before my true shitposting self formed and it was too late for you all.


I just mentioned you but let me mention you again because!!! I love Iris!! And /your/ Iris! I need my daemonslaying not-family naughter and sad-dad. I’m glad we interacted, and I love your art [ur poor notification box when you posted that nASTY COR. #noregerts] I really love ur art and I’m so happy to see you RP and draw and it’s not fair to be good and drawing and writing but you did it anyway :P I love our interactions, angsty or crack-nonsense, although we somehow manage to combine both ;A; Hopefully this summer I can RP more, but I’ll probably get lazy and spend too much time playing FFXV lbr.


Thank you for letting me gush about Prompto and Cor together because they are so sweet and I love so much about their relationship as little as they actually use it in game. It’s fine, I get to make my own canon outside of it :p I’m happy to RP a nice relationship between them and I’m always happy to hear your headcanon and ideas, I honestly forget sometimes that Prompto is not trans in canon, but like I said, I get to make my own canon :V and I just love so much about Prompto my first RP blog in FFXV is a Prompto, but I’m just so glad you do him justice <3

@kingslight/ @shieldvowed

I love Regis, and the Kingsglaive movie, and I love that you interact with the actors and introduced me to their streams, intentionally or not, it’s been a blessing, I have so much fun with watching Jon Campling attempt to fish in FFXV. Your cosplays are amazing, you put so much work into it and it shows! And of course, I love your writing and headcanons, those are great and fun to read. Even though I met you by kinkshaming you in a way that we’ve never let you live down, I’m really happy to see you on my dashboard, it’s always a treat.

@heterochromiairiidum/ @massadamnata

I’m not sure if we’ve ever actually had a serious RP w/ Cor, and it seems all I do is harrass your Ravus unfairly [sorry ravus ;; u deserve better all the time] and also make shitposts with you, but that’s fine, the main part of RPing is having fun and the writing can come second I think XD Thank you for putting up with my bullshit basically.


(ง'̀-‘́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง I’m kidding, lmao, I know we don’t interact much but I love our muses decision to instantly fight or ignore each other, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Loqi needs more love, and I’ll be happy to give it to him. Love in the shape of Cor being a sour bitter man, but, love regardless.


I love your Noctis <3 I really do. I love your portrayal and I have a lot of fun when you’re on my dash. Thank you for letting me interact with you, and let Cor harass your Noctis to no end. 


We’ve only talked a little bit but I love your Yuna, and I love all your headcanons and ideas for the FFX world. FFX was my first Final Fantasy game and it has a place in my heart, which is why I pretty much picked the FFXV version of Auron as my RP muse. :p Also I really like our Silent Hill verse because I crave angst.

I can’t think of all the people at the moment, I’m sorry I didn’t leave a longer message than this, or at least a more thoughtful one, but, I’m happy to these guys for RPing and talking with me about stuff, just for the hell of it.

@nesrecne | @trashkingizunia | @maledictusrex | @chocobutthair | @eldestamicitiason | @the-witch-matoya | @sxrtis | @izuniashield | @promptos-biceps | @culinarystrategist | @enviousking | @utprosiim | @bxstiarius | @commodorexaranea | @yunafied | @divinamxultionem | @galahdanblade | @morethanabarcode | @divintas | @featherdicks | @regalchocobo | @knightxalpha@fieryknowledge | @lunaliee | @nightfallprince & many more I’m sure. I just wanted to thank you guys for interacting with me, and giving me the time of day to write with me and talk with me even if not.

And last but not least, the people I’ve talked to maybe a few times, and I hope I get to know you guys better, and maybe write an RP or even just talk in chat.

@irisiae | @luxarcum | @greatswordgladio | @loqibesthia | @frigustek | @pxlsatiio | @sineatcr | @yivohn | @firstsxnner | @theplagueofstars | @croweoftheglaive | @outofmychair | @novilis | @tiiamate | @oathvowed | @liibertus | @crystallineglacian | @kissthecook | @astral-ignem-feram | @pierccr | @countignis | @pargentum | @inferniangod | @nyxoftheglaive | @oraclevowed | @gvntk | @betaprom-pom |

anonymous asked:

Hi Andrew! I want to first say that it's awesome how you are working on being healthy and happy with your body! Fitness is such a personal journey and I'm glad you're on it. I started following you because I really loved how you are so unique in the sense that you never subscribed to traditional structures of masculinity or femininity - you're just you. And as a nonbinary person myself, I've always admired that you reject toxic masc culture. I would like to ask you: (continued in second ask)

“I would like to ask you: now that you have been comfortably immersed in your own fitness routine, how do you continue to reject toxic masculinity stereotypes that focus more around fitness aesthetic and “bulking up for gainz bro?” The male-presenting fitness industry is so dominated by it and I see so many queer people gravitate toward that toxic culture of “u gotta get big muscles bruh” instead of focusing on the real objective - feeling healthy and happy. Curious to know how you combat that!“

Hey there!! First I would like to say I appreciate this thorough and thoughtful ask to the extreme. What a wonderful thing to be able to discuss with another like minded person.

You’re absolutely correct that the fitness industry is dominated by toxic masc culture. To be honest, that held me off in many different ways from working out in a gym and establishing a routine. So much of the media, advertisements, or popular persons within the fitness industry are centered around competitiveness, body shaming, and unhealthy trends designed to make people self conscious for not sharing the same mind set or for not being at the same place physically.

That coupled with being trans and already feeling less than because of my body gave me an awful mindset and unrealistic expectations for myself–making what little exercise I could do very uncomfortable and unfulfilling.

When it comes to avoiding falling into toxic masc fitness culture, I think the real work is internal. Often when I see people in the gym who are rude, showy, or judgmental, they usually are that way because they are projecting. In order to feel like they have value they create a false persona that they believe has value and that usually means building up their image, judging others based on not having similar attributes, and generally being very cringey to be around. People can definitely just be that way, but I think a lot of it is derived from self hate, insecurity, and fear of not having worth.

What I feel is different in my mindset from others mindsets is that my goals, my body, the way I exercise does not define my worth nor does it lead to my ultimate fulfillment. When I work out I think about how much I enjoy the movement, enjoy learning, want to feel good, and want to eventually aid others in the same pursuit. Anything I could be tomorrow or a month from now or years from now I already am in a sense. What I ultimately value for my life is hard work, passion, commitment, and a way to help others with all I do. So if I can come to the gym, accomplish my small goals that lead to my larger goals, I don’t need much else. I don’t need to make fun of others, compare myself to them, or worry that I’m not living up to the things that they need for fulfillment.

Fitness can absolutely be a lifestyle for some people but for many people it is simply an outlet or a tool for feeling healthy and healing their body.

People go to the gym for so many reasons–real life people with their own unique livelihoods and experiences and desires and goals and passions. And I think that needs to be respected.

Exercise and fitness aren’t about doing what others are doing. But finding what works for you, what is safe for you, and what helps you towards the goals you have while taking into account other aspects of your life.

I’ve worked at my gym for a few months now and there are so many people who are just doing their little thing and not looking to do a bodybuilding show or to build a fan base or to do anything professionally or commercially within the industry. We have 81 year-old Betty who argues with her trainer about him not putting her on machines and Andrea who has MS and does her best everyday to stay active even when she’s really hurting and Michael who comes with his wife and sneaks a preworkout sample whenever she goes to do cardio and Josh who is the nicest dude ever who’s training for his first show in June and just so many real life people, you know?

Everyone is just doing their best and doing what makes them happy and I think that’s the real goal. Life is way too short to be worried about living anyone else’s way or conforming to an idea that makes you miserable. We aren’t here to be cookie cutter shapes of What Others Think We Should Look Like. We are here to live our weird and fun and lovely lives on our own terms.

Anyways! I hope that answers your question. And I appreciate the time you took to ask it so much.

(Ps. Everything I said also applies to people who don’t work out, people of all body shapes, people of varying health.)

anonymous asked:

would u be terribly against doin a quick lil sequel to either the prettiest thing (i've ever seen) or say my name? i'm the anon who came screamin at u at the beginning of the month, and tbh??? i'm still not over either of them

Nonny! The workweek from hell ate my life, but finally, here you are. I hope you like it.  It’s a summertime timestamp for Say My Name, the first Sidgeno fic I ever wrote. Title is from “Bloom,” by the Paper Kites

oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness

Sid’s officially losing his mind. 

It’s not like he hasn’t been through several rounds of university finals before, but this year he’s being driven especially crazy. His course load was heavy this semester, and while he appreciated being challenged by his professors, and while he loves his major, he’s just, so. 



Pittsburgh’s having a heat wave, and the hot, sticky weather clogs Sid’s lungs with humid air and makes him feel tired and drained all the time. Perversely, despite being Russian, Zhenya revels in weather like this. While Sid daydreams about snow and lies on the floor in front of the fan in a puddle of sweat and misery, Zhenya swans around in loudly colored tank tops, energized by the heat. It’s rude. Because Zhenya with sun-kissed skin in tank tops (ugh, shoulders and biceps and forearms and collarbones)  is a temptation Sid does not have time for. 

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anonymous asked:

so i've vaguely been aware of nicknaming schemes in different languages (like yuri -> yu-chan in japanese, or ramona -> ramoncita in spanish) but i never knew about russian nicknaming! would you care to share how it works? :0

im so so so sorry for late respond anon !!! because previous attempt to reply was failED but whatever

but sure thing, i’ll try to elaborate! this gonna be a long one haha

as i know, big amount of nicknames for one certain name arent real big deal in any language, like Elizabeth can be Eliza, Elisa, Betty, Bettie and etc etc etc in english

but sure russian nicknames are fucking something, because they sometimes don’t look and sound like full name at all!

typical example for that: a friend called Alexander\Alexandra  (Александр\Александра) you can call Sasha (Саша), Sanya (Саня), Shura (Шура), Shurik (Шурик) and more, if you add specific suffixes, but that comes later

my real name Maria (Мария) has some similarities to Alexander in shorten name: the most common pet name is Masha (Маша; like Sasha) and Manya (Маня; like Sanya). Also you can call Marias as Marusya (Маруся), Marishka (Маришка), Marika (Марика) and more

according to your example for japanese nickname it seems you came after yoi anon, which is fucking cool because i can tell nicknames for Oh Those Russians™ too

So, the name Victor (Виктор) doesnt have much nicknames, so the most common ones are Vitya (Витя) Vityok (Витёк), Vityan (Витян), Vit'ka (Витька)

Yarkow called Victor ’Vitya’ tho

and there are some more since i google the names for extra info but trust me other nicknames are so dumb so i’ll keep it unknown

Yuri (Юрий) has not that many nicknames too, like Yura (Юра), Yurka (Юрка) and Yurochka (Юрочка; his grandpa called him like that)

but subs spelled it wrong lmao

thats for yoi… but actually some russians (me for instants lmao) sometimes forget nicknames of certain names tho! for example me and sis spent legit a lot of time recalling pet name for Georgy (Георгий), and it turned out to be Zhora (Жора; zh pronounced like ‘ge’ in ‘garage’)
also there is a name in russian Evdokia\Avdotia (Евдокия\Авдотья)  which shortens to Dunya (Дуня)

in conclusion?? if russian isnt your native language but you want to give a nickname in russian for someone russian too, you either look it up in advance, or guess it somehow

but i mentioned specific suffixes earlier, which play big role in russian nicknaming, because you can make a shorten name even cuter or funnier or uglier, which u prefer lmao

example: here is Alexander again, Sasha for short. but  with suffix and  -ka (-ка), -en'ka (-енка),  -ulya (-уля) you get even more nicknames: Sashka (Сашка), Sashen'ka (Сашенька), Sashulya (Сашуля)
i can make legit list of COMMON nicknames for Alexander: Sasha -> Sashka, Sashen'ka , Sashulya, Sashechka, Sashunya; Sanya  -> Sanyok, San'ka,  Sanechka ; Shura -> Shurochka, Shurik
so now many is that? 13 nicknames! pretty cool, right?

all because russian has such a diversity of these suffixes!! and it’s hard to list them all, because there are really, really many ways to make more nicknames

but i’ll add some more examples after all! because every suffix have slightly different meaning

the regular shorten names, like Vitya for Victor, Masha for Maria are obviously much less formal as full names, and russians use them on daily basis with almost anyone (exceptions are teachers, bosses and any other official\higher persona), like classmates, colleagues, and any kind of acquaintances.

lil throwback to yoi: while watching of 1 ep all the russian fans were kinda pissed by Yuri and Victor using full names to each other, because russians rarely do that!!! they would definitely call each other Vitya and Yura, considering Victor’s personality, he would call Yuri only shorten names tho, like Yurka and Yurochka

but when you add those suffixes, shorter name became even lesser formal and are usually used by close (or not that much) friends

  • the most popular suffix for russians is -ka-, and it’s supposed to sound kinda funny: Sashka (Сашка; Sasha + ka), Mashka (Машка; Masha + ka from Maria), Vit'ka (Витька ;Vitya + ka from Victor), Tan'ka (Танька; Tanya + ka from Tatiana)
  • another suffix of same kind -ik-/-ok, used for male names only and either connected with full names: Pavlik (Павлик; full name Pavel/Павел + ik), Stasik (Стасик; Stas/Стас + ik), Vladik (Владик; Vlad/Влад + ik)
  • or shorter ones too: Vityok (Витёк; Vitya + ok)

  • -chk-/-shk- (-чк-/-шк- ) sounds more tender now, but still slightly funny: Sanechka (Санечка; Sanya+chk+a), Tanechka (Танечка;Tanya + chk+ a), Galechka (Галечка; Galya + chk + a from Galina/Галина)
    btw these suffixes cant be used with names Maria or Victor
  • but -on’k-/-en’k- (-оньк-/-еньк-) do!! at least for Victor - Viten'ka (Витенька; Vitya + en'k + a). and some more too: good ol’ Sashen'ka (Sasha + en'k + a) sounds super cute and these suffixes are less funny but have more tender/sweet  character already

but……… i’m tired of writing ALL suffixes and variations of names, because there are even MORE, MUCH MUCH MORE and i, russian myself, can’t really recall and explain them all well

so i hope this was informative and at least understandable for you anon, and anyone who read this!

if you ever need to give a nickname for russian character, oc or not, feel free to dm me on the matter! bc every name has some special cases, some suffixes don’t go well with some names, so it’s better to ask someone whos russian about which nickname suits the character better and how to create a more accurate nickname

HoneyMoon Phase

Yoongi x Reader

1.5k of Angst

Warnings: Brief Mention of Death

Originally posted by nvmyg

Do you recall…..

The time when we belonged together? The time when we thought nothing could separate us?
Do you remember….
When I would call you sweet pet names and love you till day’s end? When I would help you on your bad days and you would help me on mine?
Do you know… that I miss you?

Of course you don’t. You are Min Yoongi. The Prince of this vile city.

Is this city really vile? …No. I just hate reliving everything from when I was with you…. as I walk down the streets to the park I see you and me. I see us, walking around without a care in the world. Stuck in the stupid honeymoon stage. That stupid place where everything seems wonderful and good. It’s the calm before the storm. The day before the night. The beauty before the ashes. What a stupid concept… The Honeymoon Stage.

Why would you ever want to be a part of it? Sure… it feels good when you’re in it, but the minute things go south… Everything just seems to fall apart. Isn’t it beautiful? The way we fall apart. It’s magical, and it’s tragic. The ways we break our own hearts.

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anonymous asked:

i've read a lot of views of niall not knowing what he's talking about and just answering with random words that he's picked up on and the bla bla 1d. while i do think we could get deeper than niall saying 'concepts', 'fictional', 'flavours' do you have any anything nice to say about our boy's process?

well dang, what are u following these people for friend?? i think you can dislike something without necessarily being mean about it, so like…let’s just take a step back and maybe a breath, and then YES, I WOULD LOVE TO TALK ABOUT NIALL’S PROCESS. lately my most notable item of intrigue is why this book he - oh, this was a new tidbit too, i didn’t realize this before - this book he carried with him on his backpacking trip, he always writes in the back, and not the front. 

a) i love the self-awareness he had to have had to know, maybe as this trip was coming to a close, that he’d be going back home and have no work to do for the first time in half a decade, so his immediate reaction was to buy a notebook and start writing music again. niall as a diehard music fan, and someone whose only trade is music, and who maybe feels a bit lost without making his art is one of my favorite things. 

and b) why does he write in the book backwards?? maybe it feels too self-important to start at the beginning as though he knew what he was doing; cramming the stories and feelings that inspire him to write music into the back like a kid doodling in the margins felt less pretentious and self-aggrandizing. 

on that note, i love niall’s awareness that he’s drawing on a long musical history, and i hope he decides to dig deeper. that big fat bass sound on ‘slow hands’ and the percussive, rhythmic clapping bits are such a treat, and definitely sound like throwbacks, so i hope he keeps on digging. dani and i were talking the other day about how she thinks it’s kind of odd niall identifies some of the eagles’ stuff as country music, but i think that’s part of that learning curve. 

like, the eagles have cited gram parsons as an influence; he was a big folk-country guy, and in turn, lots of country artists have cited the eagles. so i don’t think he’s wide of the mark here. of course it’s all speculation but i love, love the idea of niall making serious moves into lyricism and composition and music production and recognizing the value of a musical education for creating music. 

also, on a mostly unrelated note, i know i’m the first to plead for more tunes, but i’m SO GRATEFUL niall’s taking as much time as he wants to make his first record. i don’t think there’s any better way of learning than by doing, so i imagine all this time he’s put into translating the sounds in his head into guitar and piano and keyboard and bass and drums is only going to make it that much better. 

in one interview, the interviewer asks niall about turning down people who’d wanted to write with him because he had such a clear vision in his head as to what he wants this album to sound like, and that’s just so exciting to me!! to take time to come into his own as a writer and write shit and write good stuff and actually perceive the difference between the two, because sometimes when it’s your own stuff you really can’t tell, and emerge with what you set out to do - it’s all looking good, buddy. 

datbellytho  asked:

Keith and Lance have an eating contest. Resulting in sicky burpy pouty Keith and Shiro having to take care of him please? I've never done an ask before like this, sorry, I just love your work and this is kinda a dream.. I'm sorry if this bugs you

anon asked: can u hit us with some bloated, burpy keith pls? thanks so much for doing voltron, ilu” - hope you guys don’t mind if I combine these into a ficlet. 

Keith shifted, breaking the silence as his stomach emitted another queasy gurgle.

Shiro’s fingers paused, his forefinger still tangled in a lock of the dark hair.

“You know this is your own fault, right?”

Keith moaned, hiding his face against Shiro’s thigh. The older boy chuckled and resumed the head massage.

“Fuck,” Keith growled. “I know. I’m an idiot, all right?”

“You could’ve said no,” Shiro helpfully pointed out, amused.

Keith reached down between where his body was pressed against the bed and palmed his stomach. A burp jolted up into the back of his throat and he hurriedly clamped his mouth shut.

“You know Lance,” Keith mumbled bitterly. “He doesn’t take no for an answer. He just annoys the shit out of you until you can’t think about anything except shutting him up and damn the consequences.”

“It’s a unique talent,” Shiro agreed, grin replaced by a frown when Keith made a small choking noise. “You all right down there?”

Shiro stopped scrolling through the pad and glanced down at the boy currently using his lap as a pillow. He heard Keith swallow, obviously struggling against his body’s urge to relieve some of the discomfort.

Ugh,” Keith moaned, pressing his face harder against Shiro’s leg. His words were muffled. “I hope Lance is having the worst time.”

Shiro pet a wild strand of hair back into place, then moved down to rub gently against Keith’s nape.

“I hope he spends all night just…suffering, on the toilet.”

“Well, if he ate anything even close to the amount you shoveled down, he’s gonna be feeling it,” Shiro confirmed; the grin was back.

Keith mumbled something else but Shiro couldn’t understand him beyond the blockade of fabric.

“Try again?”

Keith pushed up on his elbows and blinked down at Shiro’s lap, “I’m glad you think this is funny.” He swallowed carefully and concentrated on taking a few deep breaths.

“I was never one to stand in the way of entropy,” Shiro teased, twining his fingers back up through Keith’s hair.

Keith shivered slightly and closed his eyes, sighing, “I thought you were supposed to be the voice of reason. Stop us from doing stupid shit like - ulp - eating ourselves stupid just to prove a point.” His stomach let out another angry grumble at the memory.

What had started as a joke had quickly escalated into a heated battle for supremacy. Keith couldn’t remember over what, exactly. But he and Lance had apparently deemed it worthy enough to stuff themselves with the spongy green crap. The off-putting color should have been Keith’s first cue to bow out. Instead he’d plowed mindlessly through three gigantic bowls until he heard Lance gagging and calling for a truce.

“What was the point of this again?” Shiro’s fondness teetered between mild condescension and genuine curiosity.

“Bragging rights,” Keith gave a weak hiccup. “And I won. So Lance can suck it.”

Shiro heaved a long-suffering sigh, resisting the urge to shake his head. This probably wasn’t the time for a lecture. He’d save it for when the two idiots weren’t so green around the gills. He suspected Lance wasn’t fairing any better and hoped, at the very least, that he’d sought refuge with Hunk.

“He certainly riled you up,” Shiro mused. “Any particular reason it was so easy, tonight?”

“He’s a jackass?” Keith muttered as if it were the obvious answer.

“Be nice,” Shiro flicked the back of Keith’s head.

“Ow! - hic - oh,” Keith reached up to rub the sore spot, pausing midway as a much wetter hiccup jumped into his chest.

“Keith?” Shiro apologized by rubbing his thumb over Keith’s knuckles.

“Shit,” Keith’s cheeks inflated as something gurgled up. It took a few hard swallows to push it back down.

“Quit holding them in,” Shiro frowned. “It’ll only make your stomach feel worse.”

Keith shook is head and rocked forward, suppressing another rumbling belch. He cupped a hand over his mouth just in time to let it out.

Oh,” he groaned, most of the color draining from his face. “I don’t feel good.”

“I know,” Shiro winced sympathetically as he slid his hand further down to Keith’s upset belly. He could feel the contents churning and sloshing beneath his palm as he began kneading gentle circles over the heated skin.

“Sh-Shiro,” Keith panted weakly, suddenly pushing up from his lap and swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He leaned forward, perched over the edge while his fingers dug into his knees. Shiro watched the boy’s throat work convulsively as a shudder ran through is muscles.

“Hey,” Shiro soothed, scooting up behind him. He reached out to place a hand against Keith’s back.

“Think I’m — ‘m gonna throw up,” Keith slurred, voice thick with nausea.

“Easy,” Shiro coached, looping his natural arm around Keith’s chest. “Take a few breaths through your nose. You’re all right.”

Keith tried to follow the instruction, but midway through his first shaky inhale, he choked. His shoulders rolled with a belching gag that sent him heaving into his hand.

“Okay, bathroom,” Shiro leapt off the mattress and tugged Keith upright, concern and the threat of a mess all over the bed making his voice sound a little harsher than he intended.

“Oh, no,” Keith gagged, swaying unsteadily as his stomach whined, protesting the abrupt movement. He shoved out of Shiro’s grasp and stumbled the few steps to the small bathroom. “Don’t come in here.”

Before he could say anything the door whooshed shut and Shiro was left standing outside. The harsh sounds of violent retching met his ears and he cringed, wanting desperately to make himself useful.

“Keith?” Shiro knocked softly on the door. No answer. “I’m gonna grab a few water packets, okay?”

A sharp burp followed by coughing and then, “Kill Lance for me while you’re at it.”

Shiro scratched the back of his head, trying to maintain his empathy for the situation.

“I’ll be right back.”

The idiocy he endured for this team…

anonymous asked:

If you don't mind, I've seen quite a few HCs about Seven catching MC having some 'me-time' and I was wondering how Vanderwood would react to that? They do watch the CCTV too. (Stay awesome and I hope you have a good day!)

✿ let’s buy Vanderwood a ticket directly to hell, shall we.

  • First off, let us emphasize - Mary Vanderwood the III is not a pervert. Yes, okay, they’ve been experiencing some Slight Discomfort while watching you over the CCTV, but those thoughts amount to nothing more than transient fantasies produced by extreme boredom. If Seven let them go out and get something not trash to read, they wouldn’t think about your hair or your mouth or - or any of that shit, alright? 
  • they’re just.
  • this is just them going a little stir crazy, is all.
  • Of course they’re watching you when you sit down at the computer, because, y’know, that’s their job right now they guess, it’s not for any other reason. And of course they clear their throat and look away when you toss your hair and reveal your neck because damn even though the CCTV picture looks like shit, you’re super attractive. And of course, when they look back and find that you’re uh
  • you’re uh
  • um.
  • uh.
  • uhhhhhhhhhhh.
  • uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
  • (Rebooting Vanderwood.exe… 1%…. 5%…)
  • they don’t care if you need porn or whatever to get off go to the goddamn bedroom
  • Honestly, they can’t quite believe what they saw, so they look back again just to confirm and YEP that image of you doing stuff to yourself is burned into their mind forever. They stand suddenly, practically kicking away the chair they were sitting on as they stomp over to Seven.
  • “I need your phone,” they say, their voice mostly even despite being overlayed with a slight, high pitched tone.
  • “Uh, what?” Seven says, looking away from his work and squinting, and Vanderwood just holds out their hand and demands once more -
  • I seriously need your phone.
  • Vanderwood looks so serious that Seven is like - uh, sure, alright??? and hands it over. Vanderwood looks through Seven’s contacts, finds your name, dials, and brings it to their ear.
  • Ring~ Ring~ Ring~
  • (you don’t pick up. they stare straight ahead, not meeting Seven’s inquisitive look.)
  • They dial again. Ring~ Ring~ Ri- Ah, there you are. You sound slightly breathless as you say, “Seven? What is it?” And Vanderwood doesn’t think about that as they growl a single, curt sentence at you.
  • “Don’t do that again.”
  • Immediately after, they hang up and tell Seven they’re going to go take a shower.
  • You are, quite honestly, baffled… because from your point of view, it basically sounded like God called you on the phone to tell you not to masturbate anymore. That only lasts a few seconds though, and then you stare in horror at the camera overlooking Rika’s old workstation.
  • Vanderwood tries not to think about anything as they take a very, very cold shower. They are mostly successful, and when they fail, they just kind of… let their forehead lightly thunk against the tile wall and sigh.
  • they are not a pervert.
dps characters as john mulaney quotes

cameron: “i have a lot of stories about being a kid because it was the last time I was interesting.”

knox: “all my money is in a savings account. My dad has explained the stock market to me maybe 75 times. I still don’t understand it.”

neil: “i keep all my emotions right here (gestures to heart) and then one day i’ll die.”

todd: “the more you do stuff, the better you get at dealing with how you still fail at it a lot of the time.”

meeks: “you can do good work simply staying up all night and eating nothing but junk food, but probably not in the long term.” 

pitts: “i was hoping now that by now i’d look older, and i don’t. i just look worse.”

charlie: “it’s 100% easier not to do things than to do them-and so much fun not to do them.”

keating: “college is just your opinion. just you raising your hand and being like ‘i think emily dickinson is a lesbian’ and them being like ‘partial credit’ and that’s the whole thing.”


knox: “i quit drinking because i would drink too much, then i would black out and ‘ruin parties.’”

todd: “you remember being 12-when you’re like ‘no one look at me or i’ll kill myself.’”

meeks: “you could probably poor soup in my lap and i’ll apologize to you.”

neil: “i’m probably gay based on the way i act and behave and have walked and talked for the past 28 years.”

pitts: “nothing that i know can help you with your car ever. unless youre like, ‘hey, i’ve got a flat tire, does anyone here know a lot about the cosby show?’”

Let’s Not Fall in Love | 1

pairing: jikook (side ships yoonseok & namjin + platonic!sunshine line)
length: chaptered, ongoing
genre: school au, enemies (kinda) to lovers, angst, smut, fluff, badboy!jungkook x shyboy!jimin
rating: 16+

summary: jeon jungkook is everything jimin hates in the world: rude, manipulative, possessive, cruel - and, overall, a complete bad boy. after an awkward session of spin the bottle at a party jimin never wanted to go, the two become far too involved in each other’s lives, and jimin realises that he can use this to his advantage - maybe, he can finally get jungkook back for all the pain he’s caused. maybe, he can finally get revenge… 

but, then again, jimin never expected to fall in love along the way. 

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