i just want your honest opinions

yanderekomaeda  asked:

ok idk if this counts as a request but i just want your honest opinion - who are rei, ritsu, tori, mika, wataru and shinobu's best girls i need to know (IF YOU DONT PLAY LOVE LIVE IGNORE THIS)

Rei - Maki/Riko (edgy piano girls that he could tease)
Ritsu - Hanayo/Hanamaru (calm, soothing characters)
Tori - Eli/Dia (they remind him of eichi)
Wataru - Nico/Mari (real extra girls)
Shinobu - Rin/Yoshiko (chuunbiyou buddies)
Mika - Kotori/Chika (super cute, pure children)

I love love live so this was fun!! -Mod Maiko

The Signs as I've Known Them

Aries: Really cool, fun to hand around. Kind of annoying, but you get used to their sexual jokes and bad ance. I associate them with drag racing with really old cars and ending up busting its engine entirely.

Taurus: Usually sweet and caring, will never hesitate to tell you if something’s wrong and would love your help. I associate them with foreign languages that make you sound mature while talking to your dad on the phone.

Gemini: Very bubbly but fun to be around, especially if you can poke fun at them and make them laugh. I associate them with the color yellow that shines on your bed in the morning when the sun rises.

Cancer: Cute, very easy to tickle and tries really hard to make you laugh, but they don’t need to suffer as much as they do. I associate them with paint on the walls you were forced to paint as a grade, but ended up making multiple new friends along the way.

Leo: Stands out in a crowd like a pleasantly-dressed sore thumb; they tend to be touchy-feely, but its comforting when they’re quiet. I associate them with bright stage lights that have gotten too old for their hinges and now just gather dust from pleasant memories.

Virgo: Cares, but it doesn’t seem like it. They can be a bit harsh at times, but they’re total sweehearts when you get closer. I assocoate them with silent walks in the rain with your best friend.

Libra: Very polite and kind, knows everyone the best because they’re always in the background watching all the drama unfold. I associate them with the suburbs and video games that aren’t supposed to make you laugh, but they find the best things in them.

Scorpio: Not as sexual at the stereotype comes across as, but still makes a lot of innuendos if you don’t pay close enough attention. I associate them with rolled up jean shorts and summer days that are too hot to go outside but you just can’t stand being inside anymore.

Saggitarius: Very strong emotionally and mentally, will be there to listen to your problema, but probably can’t give the greatest advice back. I associate them with late afternoons with friends, just playing games strategically and kicking ass.

Capricorn: Builds a hard wall between reality and their emotions, really really tries to do good for others, under appreciated. I associate them with shimmering gold rings and hair streaks, having inside jokes with everyone.

Aquarius: Quirky and cute, but can snap and be a bitch the next second no matter how close you are. I associate them with cloudy days and lazy mornings where you don’t want to go to school but you prefer that over chores.

Pisces: Open and honest, loves attention and affection and respects your opinions, very aesthetically pleasing. I associate them with black out curtains and not realizing what time it is while in a call with your best friend at four in the morning.

since our fandom is relatively small and we all follow each other i was wondering if i should make a discord server for us? would anyone want to join if i did? i mean we’re all in gafou/stanfou hell anyway and most of us are good friends/mutuals, it might be fun. i’ll tag a bunch of people who i think might be interested, let me know what you think and if enough people want it i’ll make one

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Scottish Independence

I’m not from Scotland, but I’m hoping to be moving to Scotland (or at least the UK) in the next couple of years. I’m not entirely sure about Nicola Sturgeon to be honest, nor the independence referendum she is pushing for the second time, so instead of judging without information from both sides, I’m just reaching out for information from people in Scotland…
Do you support the referendum? Why?
Do you not support it? Why?
What is your overall opinion of Sturgeon and the job she doing for Scotland?
What should I know about all of this before potentially moving to Scotland?
I’m just curious and as an American I don’t want to judge another country’s ongoings before I get all of the information from people going through it and dealing with it!

anonymous asked:

Can i request the RFA+ minor duo going Victoria secret shopping with MC? And don't stress yourself too much over Requests love~ take all the time you need :)

~Oooooh, yes. LOL! Thank you so much for the request and thank you for the kind words. I appreciate it so much! 

◉ Yoosung 

  • He’s a stuttering and fumbling mess the entire time 
  • Doesn’t have the courage to touch anything 
  • Feels extremely awkward seeing all the other customers grabbing items, and thinks he should try to avert his gaze 
  • He TRIES to keep his eyes on the floor
  • Every time he looks around he is imagining you in the outfits 
    • “Yoosung, what do you think of this?” you hold up lingerie with pink frills 
  • He almost has a heart attack 
  • So many images in his mind 
    • “IT’S P-PERFECT”
    • Shh, you don’t have to yell” you laugh 
  • He can’t control the volume of his voice 
  • Talking to himself in his head, telling himself to clam down
  • He liked the area where theres beauty products and lotions/perfumes 
    • “Oh, this smells nice MC! Want me to get it for you?” 

◉ Jumin 

  • He’s rather un-phased
  • To be honest, he finds lingerie rather unnecessary
    • “Are you sure you want to buy this? I’m just going to be taking it off of you…”
    • “I’m not just here for lingerie, Jumin. I need new bras and panties as well,” you shake your head 
  • He’s very opinionated 
    • “That looks cheap.” “I don’t like that color.” 
  • He’s not doing it to be an ass, he’s just used to speaking his mind 
  • Wants you to look good, and tells you to get whatever you want
    • “Sweat pants?”
    • “They have really comfy ones…” you say shyly 
    • “You’re so cute,” he adds them to your basket 

◉ Zen 

  • He’s screaming internally 
  • He’s READY for this 
  • At first he thinks you’re going to stick to the normal bra and panty sets
  • Maybe you’ll be adventurous and go for some lace 
  • But you hold up a lingerie set with cut outs and strings and bow and-
  • He almost has a nose bleed 
    • “B-Babe! Careful! Another guy might see!!!” 
  • He grabs it from your hands 
    • “There are only girls around right now, relax!” 
  • He wants to pay for it and drag you home as fast as possible 
  • He’s spacing out
  • Imagining coming home to you in the lingerie, you’re in the kitchen cooking for him 
    • ~~~Welcome home, Zenny!~~~
    • “ZEN!” 
  • His daydream is interrupted by your nudging his ribs 
    • “Let’s go, I paid already,” you laugh 
  • Gladly 

◉ Jaehee 

  • Finally!
  • She needed some new underwear as well 
  • You guys spend over an hour looking at everything 
  • And stocking up on your favorite lotions 
  • Jaehee has some extremely pretty bras 
  • You guys even got matching ones! 
  • She is sorting everything in your basket out when she pulls up a black silk nighty 
    • “Wh-What’s this?!” 
    • “Darn it! I…snuck it in. I was going to surprise you tonight…”
  • Her cheeks turned bright red 
    • “Oh! O-Okay!” 
  • She fumbled around to put everything on the counter 
  • Inside, she couldn’t help but be excited to see you wearing that later that night 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • He’s making jokes to cover his embarrassment 
    • “Do you think this would look good on me?” he hold up a bra to his chest 
    • “Can you be serious once in your life?” 
  • You both laugh 
  • He’s surprisingly good at telling you his opinion on what he wants to see you in ?
    • He’s actually picking things that are a little more risqué than you had ever thought he would be in to 
      • “What? I am a guy, after all…”
    • Asks if he can come into the changing room with you 
      • “No!”
      • “It was only a joke, calm down,” he pokes your cheek and waits patiently while you try a few items on 
    • Super giddy when you finally pay and head home 
      • “So if you are dressing up tonight…does that mean I can, too?”
      •  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    ◉ V

    • Of course he is super calm about it 
    • Doesn’t like the perfume section though
    • The smells are too overwhelming for him 
    • He wishes he could help pick things out, but he can barely make out the colors of the fabrics 
    • He tries nonetheless 
    • Just smiling the whole time 
    • Choosing things by feel 
      • “This silk is nice, don’t you think? This would feel nice on you…”
    • He does get a blush on his cheeks every now and then and you’re glad he can’t see your staring as you hold back a giggle 
    • A couple times he ended up showing an item to a mannequin 
      • “…Do you not like it?” 
      • “V!…I’m over here…” -_-;;;

    ◉ Saeran 

    • No way!
      • You’re not dragging me into that damn store!!!!”
        • [2 hours later]
    • He stand with his arms crossed, grumbling in the store 
    • Silent as ever as you look through all of the items 
      • “Stop pouting and help me choose!”
      • “No.”
    • The only thing getting him through this is the promise of ice cream and pretzels from the food court 
    • He keeps scowling in response to your random laughs 
    • He doesn’t know, but his cheeks have been slightly pink since you walked in 
    • Eyes went wide when you picked up a particular black and pink lingerie set 
    • But he immediately looked away and pretended to not be interested 
    • Breathed a sigh of relief when you finally paid and started to head out 
      • “Ya know, you could have helped me out a bit more with choosing things back there…”
      • “Why do you need me anyway? You could have picked anything in there and it would look good on you”
    • You squeezed his hand at his response and he realized what he said 
      • “Oh, shut up,” he could feel you smiling at him, “come on. I’m starving. You said I get food.” 
    What Happens in Vegas

    What Happens in Vegas

    Pairing: Jensen x Reader

    Word Count: 1261

    Warning: Smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up folks)

    The story is for (@winchester-writes) #Rose’s Birthday Drinking Challenge. My prompt was Jameson Irish Whiskey - “What the actual fuck happened last night?”. The quote will be bolded in the story.

    Rose I hope this is what you wanted and all the best for your birthday.

    Thank You to @mycapt-ohcapt and @wereleopard58 for helping me with ideas on this.

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    Got7 reaction to you having a suit fetish

    “Hi! Can I request a GOT7 reaction to you having a suit fetish?♥”

    Thank you for requesting. I’m doing 4 members, i’ll do the other 3 members some other time. Sorry I’ve been inactive I was at comic con yesterday and I have been on my instagram more ( lcvexo if you wanted to know ). I love this request as I personally do have a slight suit fetish lmao !!


    Jackson would probably make up an excuse to wear a suit so he could see you get all blushy and excited ;) over his suit. He’d take you on more fancy dates than usual and he’d tease you over your little fetish.

    Originally posted by markjin


    He’d be like Jackson in my honest opinion. He’d tease you a lot about your fetish but he’d find it so cute. He’d take you out on so many dates just so he could wear a suit, at award shows he’d make sure to wear his best suit just for you. 

    Originally posted by jaesbum


    He’d be shy, let’s be real. He’d find it cute though. He’d wear suits more frequently just for you but he’d still be shy about it.

    Originally posted by huggableyoungjae


    I feel like he’d enjoy this lmao. He’d start to wear them round the house and you’d be like “boi wyd” and he’d just turn to you and wink omfg. I can actually imagine him doing that ngl. He’d tease you all the bloody time for it but he really enjoys your little fetish.

    Originally posted by mayfifolle

    1 | Tomorrow

    WORD COUNT: 3,568 ?


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    Looking up at the man you loved with all of your heart, you found yourself smiling like an idiot as he spoke, his deep alluring voice as smooth as ever, captivating you entirely,
    “I’m so proud of you Y/N. I can’t think of anybody else who deserves this more than you do.”
    Taehyung said as he smiled lovingly in your direction.

    Taehyung was your boyfriend of 5 years, the two of you met in law school and fell in love almost instantly. He was everything you’d ever hoped for in a significant other, he was funny, incredibly smart and attentive, and the fact he was chiselled perfection and handsome as hell didn’t go a miss either. Tonight you were celebrating your new job, after years of bending over backwards and trying your god damn hardest you were finally a lawyer. Taehyung was the reason you even managed to get an interview at the Jeon law firm, he was a specialist lawyer at the firm mentioned how you had just graduated and were looking for a job, after a successful interview low and behold you’d made it.

    “Stop it,” you whined “The only reason I got this job was because of you… Thank you.” You placed a firm hand on his shoulder as you leaned in, over the table to kiss him, the two of you had drank maybe a little too much wine considering your first day in the office was only hours away.
    Taehyungs lips gently pressed against yours, he cupped your face in his large hands as he deepened the kiss, your tongues danced together in perfect harmony. There was no denying you were in love with him.

    “Shit, don’t kiss me,” Taehyung whispered with wide, offended eyes as he pulled away from you, his chocolate brown hair swishing from side to side with his movements,
    “My girlfriend is a big time lawyer now, she works for Jeon law firm, you might even know her? You know she will kill-” Your amused mouth crashing against his stopped him mid sentence, he was always cracking funny jokes and making you belly laugh into hysterics, it was one of your favourite things about him.

    Suddenly his strong arms pulled you onto his lap, almost knocking over the empty bottle of wine that sat quietly on the dining table. His hands roamed your body from your hips to your collarbones, never missing a single inch. The moment the skin of his smooth fingers made contact with your shoulders and ultimately unclasped your red bra strap you knew exactly where the night would be taking you.

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    All I Wanted; C.H. 24

    part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10**, part 11*, part 12*, part 13, part 14, part 15**, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 20, part 21, part 22, part 23

    Harry offered to come inside with me – but I reluctantly declined. I knew what would have happened if he had come inside, and I would’ve regretted it first thing in the morning. We did spend more than an hour in the car, talking about what I’ve gotten myself into, about Calum, about Meredith. It has become quite clear what was next on my to-do list. Talk with Meredith.

    It was something I had been avoiding ever since this had started, so I wasn’t too keen on doing it right now either. The morning after left even a worse aftertaste and I didn’t think it were possible. I had spent the entire night mauling over everything Calum had ever said or done leading up to this moment. Searching for an indication somewhere that I had misread any signal Calum had sent me, anything that could imply that it was all in my head and I thought that he was interested in me like that, but came up empty-handed.

    When I decided it was time to be part of reality again, and I checked my phone, messages of Harry, Luke and Calum had littered my lock screen. I decide to thank Harry and apologize for not answering his ‘I’m home’ message. After everything he has done for me in such a short period, which mainly means listening to me whine, drive me home and be there when I’m a sobbing mess, even if we were only mere friends with benefits when this special friendship begun, I owed him a lot.

    I make a mental note of thinking of a way to thank him properly, rather than a lame-ass text at noon. Next up is Luke, and I think after my rather panic text messages I do owe him some sort of explanation. My eyes skim over the three messages I had received within the course of half an hour, sent at nine A.M.

    As soon as my pointer finger presses send, and I drop myself back down on my soft pillow, contemplating even glancing at Calum’s text messages, my phone loudly rings through the otherwise empty bedroom. I groan, rolling onto my side again to see who it is needed me. Luke

    “You are fucking with me; please tell me you’re fucking with me?” Luke almost growls into the receiver and I let a short, boisterous chuckle slip past my lips as I snuggle back underneath my warm, thick duvet. “I wish I could tell you I’m just mind fucking you, but I think Calum was doing that all along.” My laughter dies out. I’m staring at the ceiling. I don’t know what it is I’m feeling – yesterday I was angry, sad and depressed all the same. But today, it sort of feels as if I felt nothing.

    “Are you… Well, are you okay?” Luke mumbles and I can just picture him rubbing his hand over his face in utter desperation. That’s where I was last night too, buddy.

    “I think I am. At least I will be. Who is Dennis anyway?” I just couldn’t grasp the fact that after all these years walking in and out of de Hood residence, never once in my life had I heard about this Dennis character. “Dennis? Was that the guy Calum picked up?”

    I hum in response, picking up the nervous habit of chewing my fingernails once more as I wait for Luke to clarify this mess for me. “I haven’t heard from him in years. He’s a bit of a weirdo, to be honest. Was into drugs and what not before he met his girlfriend. Then he sort of disappeared.”

    “So he resurfaced because his girlfriend left him? And Calum just jumps to his help although he hadn’t heard from him in years?” I scoff. I scramble out of my bed as I wait for Luke’s response, throwing a nearby sweat shirt over my head.

    “You know how Calum is. He just wants to be there for… Well, apparently anybody.” Luke sighs loudly and I just know he’ll give Calum hell for what he has done last night, even if Luke and Calum had been mates practically since birth and I had just waltzed in mere months ago. “Apparently so.”
    “I’ll talk to him.”

    “Do whatever floats your boat. Right now there’s nothing he can do to make this up to me. You can try and convince me that it was just Calum being a great friend – but he could’ve fucking told me. I have never felt more humiliated in my life. And yes, before you even try to say anything – I was privileged.” I laugh, shaking my head as I try to see at least a bit of the light at the end of the tunnel. I feel like such a whiny bastard lately.

    “You’re something, Y/n. If you need a chat, ring me up.” With another thank you directed towards Luke, we end or rather revealing phone call. I open my message app and start up a new chat.
    Hi, wanna go for a drink?


    “It sounded like you were breaking up with me or something.” Meredith chuckles as she sees me approaching the table she had picked out. A laugh slips past my lips as I bend down to press them against Meredith’s cheek.

    “You’re too dramatic. I just missed my best friend, that’s all. But I do have something to tell you.” I drop down in front of her, starting to undress as I fling my scarf on a nearby chair.
    “And you’re saying I’m dramatic? The only thing missing is thunder in the distance and some ominous melody playing.” Meredith chuckles as she waves one of the waiters over for my order.

    “So tell me. What’s up?” Meredith starts as a cup of coffee is placed in front of me and I sigh out. I’ve decided to start with the less obvious news. “Harry and I are speaking again.”
    Meredith’s eyebrows shoot sky high as she tries to suppress her smirk. Meredith, when Harry and I were seeing each other, had tried to do everything and anything to get us together romantically. Harry and I, on the other hand, had agreed in the beginning of it all that when one of us wanted this to become more, we’d quit whatever we were doing. I am certain neither of us where in it for the cuddles afterwards.

    “Don’t even go there, Mer. It’s different.” I roll my eyes as I take a sip of my cup, my eyes following an old lady a she passes us by before refocusing back on my friend in front of me. “Ah, that’s what they all say.”

    I open up to her and told her about our kiss, about that he was interested in picking up where we left off, and me not knowing what to do. I wanted her opinion, her advice. That would’ve been a lot easier if I could just tell her ’oh, but I’ve been shagging your brother as well and he fucked up a date and now I’m avoiding him like the pest.’. Since I can’t, I’ll have to deal with her advice to a partial story. Who knows, maybe it’ll help anyhow.

    “And… What’s stopping you?” Yeah, I didn’t think this through, did I?

    “I don’t know. Harry has been someone to fall back on and to be honest I might be in a place where I do develop feelings towards him if he keeps catching me whenever I fall.” I shrug my shoulders, leaning back as I let my eyes slowly drop closed, hearing Meredith sigh. I’m hyperaware of all that’s happening around me, listening in to the conversations of people surrounding us.

    “If I were you, maybe I should just ask him to go on a date and see how it goes. I’m sure Harry would be interested in that as well. He’s been nuts about you for years now.” I take a deep breath, because that isn’t really something I consider myself ready for. If Calum wasn’t anywhere near the picture, Harry would’ve definitely gotten his chance now. Although I am not quite sure if I would’ve seen and spoken to Harry again if it weren’t for Calum.

    “I’ll see. I really don’t fancy that idea right now.” I laugh heartily. My heart stops and I feel a lump in my throat as Meredith suddenly discards our conversation.
    “Calum, Mike, hey!”

    I stay frozen in my spot as Michael comes into view to press his lips to his awaiting girlfriend. I almost squeal when I feel a hand land on my shoulder and squeezing it gently. As I let my gaze wander upwards I notice Luke looming over me with a sympathetic smile etched on his lips.
    “HI Y/n, how are you?”

    “Oh hey Luke, I’ll live, yourself?” Luke hums in response and he leans against my seat as I turn my body a bit so I could converse a bit more properly with the blonde, but Meredith beats me to it.
    “Oh my god, Mikey, Y/n is going on a date with Harry!” My eyes widen dramatically and when I look away from Luke to throw a glare in Meredith’s direction, I see Calum with a widened glare staring in my direction. His lips are tightly pressed together and just seeing him here brings another wave of anger and sadness to the surface.

    “Mer, I –“

    “Harry Styles? That guy that hangs out with Hardy and Jacobs?” Michael asks and Luke raises an eyebrow at me as his smirk seeps through. I shrug my shoulders as a small, awkward smile etches onto my lips. Luke knew what was up and I think he knew I wasn’t going on a date with Harry anytime soon with Calum still cluttering my mind.

    “Harry Styles eh? How did that happen?” Luke grins as he lets both of his hands fall on my shoulders and he squeezes them repeatedly. “Luke – stop.” I laugh, trying to push him off and he immediately takes a step back when Calum’s low voice chimes through the area.

    “Luke, you don’t want to keep the girls waiting, do you?” Calum cocks an eyebrow and for just a split second, his gaze meets mine and I can see hurt. But it disappears as quickly as it appeared. I think I actually felt my heart breaking when I heard Calum utter those words. Michael has already kissed Meredith goodbye and leisurely walks over to Calum as I turn to Luke for an explanation, anything.

    “Y/n I – “ Luke starts of rambling, as if there’s something he desperately wants to tell me, but Calum is quick to shut him up.
    “Luke. Now.” With a tight lipped grin Luke steps away from me and towards Calum and Michael who have already started heading in the direction of the pub. He looks back once more and mouths ‘later’, before he turns back around and jogs off behind Calum and Michael.

    “I just knew Calum couldn’t stick to one girl.” Meredith sighs as she drops her spoon into her coffee cup, little droplets splattering the table. I knew it too, I just hoped I was wrong.

    miyakokurono  asked:

    Hey I really love your headcannons and reactions. So I was wondering if I could get a request for how Seven and Zen would react to their MC having a existential crisis and stress breakdown that resulted in shouting and angry tears (not at them but just in general) due to over working and the fact that she tends to bottle things up until it gets to much for her to handle. (I have a tendency to do this quite a bit.)_ I understand if you don't want to answer this but thank you anyways ☺

    i’m so glad you like my headcanons but oh man, you should remember to take breaks and talk to people if you are stressed :) i know it’s probably not going to convince you by a stranger saying that, but remember that my ask box is always open if you feel the need to rant to someone ❤

    i wrote some short headcanons here about all the babes reacting to a stressed/overworked MC, maybe that will help slightly? it was therapeutic to write, at least  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


    • As he wasn’t exactly the most hard working student in his younger days because he found paper work boring, he had just made sure to give you space and silence to finish your work as he didn’t feel like he had much to contribute with
    • He had just arrived from a late night run, and after his shower he decided to check on you to see if you were finished soon, so you could head to bed together
    • When he walked towards the office where you were working, he heard soft sobs and sped up, worried and wondering why you were crying
    • “Princess? What’s wrong?”
    • You were stressed, tired, lonely and just feeling like utter crap
    • “I have barely seen you for days, and I miss you! You’ve been so busy and I’m scared you won’t have time for me anymore! I don’t have time to finish all this work! I hate myself for putting it off for so long, I hate it! Why do I even need to finish it, when it’s all pointless in the end anyways? We are all going to die one day, why do we exist in the first place?!”
    • Suprised by your outburst, Zen hugged you tightly and let you cry in his arms
    • “I’m so sorry babe, I should’ve asked you what you wanted instead of just leaving you alone. As to answer your question why we excist… Well, why do you want to exist?”
    • When you didn’t answer, he kissed your head and rubbed your back soothingly
    • “The reasons why I want to, is to love and be loved. To prove those who doubted me wrong, to find reasons to stay, to make people happy while I’m here. But most of all, I want to take care of you and make you happy. Do we need any other reasons than that?”
    • You sniffled and muttered “I guess not…” into his chest, and he picked you up gently and carried you to bed
    • “You are obviously too exhausted to keep working, just rest for tonight, at least. Next time you’re doubting yourself or anything else, just talk to me, okay? I hate seeing my princess like this”


    • Seven was being tsundere again and ignoring you, and instead of confronting him you just burried yourself in work
    • Several days passed by without you seeing your boyfriend even once, and the hurt combined with your stress and lack of sleep made you think
    • Was he even your boyfriend anymore? Had he ever been? He was a genius, maybe he had just made a hologram with a nice persona to keep you company? Was he even real? Were you real?
    • Looking hopelessly down at all the work you had done, you the tears started falling. Why did you even bother? Who cared anyways? 
    • Getting mad, you started scolding yourself, gradually letting go of all the fears and emotions you had built up for so long
    • What you didn’t know was that Seven was checking you on the CCTV right then, and when he heard you breaking down and practically yelling, he dropped his “not good enough for you” act and went to you
    • “MC, come here please”
    • Before you could even answer, he took your hand and led you to the roof of the bunker, where he sat down and pulled you into his lap
    • “I know I’m a shitty person and that I’m probably the last person you want to talk to, but please tell me what’s wrong”
    • The fresh air, the sight of the night sky and the feeling of his arms around you calmed you down slightly, but you didn’t know where to start so you just asked him if this was all real
    • “Is anything real, MC? Do we have proof of anything? We could all literally be video game characters in a game played by God, and we wouldn’t even know. But I think that if we knew everything, life would be way too sad for me. I think that part of the charm of being alive is that we are able to think and accept things as you see them, without it neccesarily being real. We don’t really need a reason to exist, we just need a reason to wake up every morning”
    • He looked hesitantely at you, and you could see his golden eyes glow in the moonlight
    • “You probably won’t believe me and that’s fine, just please don’t laugh or hate me… I kind of think that you’re my reason”
    • You felt a smile grow as you played with his fingers, still intertwined with yours
    • “If you want my honest opinion thought, I think you should just take every thing as they come, and accept them as real if you feel like they are. YOLO, isn’t that what the kids say these days?”
    • He smiled softly and nudged your shoulder, making you laugh
    • “I guess it is. Are you really living by that?”
    • Shrugging, he leaned in and kissed you
    • “I think I will from now on”

    anonymous asked:

    Yo melon. I just read a post from one of your friends who said they don't want to be friends with you anymore all because of your opinion on the PewDiePie situation. I just wanna say that I'm sorry, and that I think it's dumb to cut a friendship because of opinions. I hope you doing well <3

    thanks… to be honest I’m kind of shaken up from it actually. I’m like trying not to let it get to me and cry, and I’m trying to hold my ground, but if that’s how they feel then that’s ok… They have the right to feel the way they do, and I can respect why they don’t want to be affiliated with me, or Markiplier, or Jacksepticeye etc, or any of the people that stand with me by pewdiepie. It’s their choice, and I can completely respect that, even if it hurts, or if they hate me… 

    I still incredibly look up to their art, and I now they are going to go far in it, and that they are so ahead of your years. 

    Bye Kiwi…. 

    anonymous asked:

    Do you have any advice for women wanting to work in the gaming industry?

    I’m going to be honest, and I am not going to sugarcoat anything here. The opinions I’m expressing aren’t just my own, but also those of other female game developers I’ve worked with and spoken to about your question. This post is the distillation of what they (and I) had to say. Keep in mind that there are always exceptions, but this is the general rule. So what advice would I have for women wanting to work into the game industry?

    You’re choosing hard mode difficulty

    Everything will be harder, no matter what discipline you choose, than if you were a man. You will need to be better and work harder than your peers. You will need to go against culturally-ingrained accepted social values in order to advance. Taking care of family will be harder for you, since crunch tends to be harder on mothers than fathers given most societal gender roles. You have to realize that it won’t ever be fair, and it will almost always be hard. You absolutely need to believe that this is what you want, or you’ll probably burn out.

    Advancement and promotion is hard

    You’ve got to fight for your promotions much harder than your male peers. You’ll have to challenge the notion that you aren’t as good as they are, and you’ll have to make yourself known as wanting those promotions. This will likely trigger the sort of side-eye name-calling (bossy, bitchy, etc.) that an ambitious woman typically garners in the workplace. The higher you go, the harder it becomes. There are almost no women at the executive level in leadership. This is partially because of gendered stereotypes, but also due, in large part, to the fact that the upper levels of management at the publisher level tend to be very clique-oriented. Breaking in to cliques is very difficult. Breaking into cliques of almost all men is even harder.

    It varies from studio to studio

    Some studios are better than others about how they deal with women, but some of them are just awful. There are many established “boys club” studios out there where they just won’t treat you as a respected coworker. They tend to be smaller studios without a centralized HR department where they can get away with that sort of thing, but it could happen anywhere that’s sufficiently insulated. Some studios are traditionally better than others, but there will almost always be some level of resistance because of your gender. Even the studios most famous for inclusivity like Bioware will still have some amount of these issues.

    You need a thick skin

    There will be comments, both from coworkers and fans. If you ever do anything public-facing, you’ll probably get threats and harassment. If you use social media and you do anything that involves the player community, you’ll probably get harassment and death threats. You really need to be able to let this stuff roll off your back, because it won’t ever stop. If it comes from the public, it will almost always be gendered as well. If you’re into video games already, you’ve probably already experienced this in online play. It’s like that, except more so because there will be many more of them. 

    Never stop learning, growing, or improving on the job

    You’ve got to push for a work-life balance, but you should constantly be trying to learn and grow. Take what they give you, excel at it, and go back for more. If this is what you want, don’t let them push you around. Bring your own perspective to development, cultivate it, and improve it. Don’t be afraid to incorporate advice from others, but always keep improving.

    Most people won’t believe you if you tell them it is harder for you

    Part of the issue is simply that it isn’t any one thing, or even a handful of larger things. There are hundreds of little problems with being a female developer, from being presumed to be a receptionist or HR to having people second-guess your code to being predisposed to judging your work because of your gender. Each issue isn’t necessarily a deal breaker by itself, but the aggregate of all of these little issues combined serves as a heavy disadvantage overall. Unfortunately, since there are so many little issues combining together, it’s also nigh impossible to point at any single one as the root cause, and it’s difficult for people to grasp that concept unless they’ve experienced it.

    It’s hard being a woman in game development, but it can also be extremely rewarding. If making games is something you dream of and want to do, there really is no substitute for it. But through whatever quirk of fate, you happen to identify as a woman. If more women push into this arena, it will definitely be easier in the future. But until then, you’re going to have to deal with being a pioneer in the workplace, and it’s going to require some serious effort. It isn’t for everyone, and it’s significantly harder for women. But it won’t get better unless more women blaze trails into the industry. If this sounds like something you’re willing to take on, I wholeheartedly salute and encourage you.

    anonymous asked:

    Hi. I just want your opinion in something I’ve been thinking lately about. I became an army for half a year now and to be honest BTS are the only group that I LOVED and got every single thing they released. I found them different from many other kpop artists. Most of their songs address issues I can relate to, and the other songs are just catchy and not sexual. (1

    Funny story but the way I got to know about bts was Jungkook’s Fencing Man “If You.” I was very impressed by his heavenly voice. I’ve never been in love, but what I felt while hearing him singing is exactly what being in love feels like. The weird thing is I didn’t fell in love with anyone of bts like in a romantic way. Till now I can’t even decide on a bias because I love them all and can’t imagine myself preferring one over the other cuz all of them are talented ppl with great personalities.(2

    However, i keep thinking what’s the point of loving & supporting them. I mean the idea I’m devoting my time to support them in any form makes me a bit angry?! Maybe frustrated cuz they are living the life they dreamt of. They are enjoying their time traveling and dating, while me, as a fan, should dedicate some of my time watching them and worrying if they are eating and sleeping well, especially that I’m an Arab army, which in my opinion are at the bottom of the chain of the fandom. (3

    so the chances of meeting them in a concert or anything like that is zero; it makes me an invisible army. So the idea of me caring a lot about them and about their lives is just too much. I prefer to get back to the way it was before I knew them. I actually used to casually listen to kpop like 7 maybe 9 years ago but no group or artist caught my attention like BTS did. (4

    my whole answer is way too long, I’ll put it under the cut. but the gist is that. 1. I hope you find what makes you happy, if fangirling doesn’t make you happy, it’s ok to stop. 2. There’s no such thing as the bottom chain of the fandom. There are no invisible fans.

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    anonymous asked:

    I want to ask your opinion on something and if you don't feel comfortable answering it I completely understand but I was just interested in your opinion! I have three tattoos and I'm also bipolar and have borderline personality disorder. My therapist thinks I use tattoos as a way to self harm. She's says it's a socially acceptable way for me to feel pain. Do you think that tattoos can be used as a way to self harm? Because to be honest I never thought about it until she said something.

    I mean, I don’t know anything about therapy, or what kind of words are exchanged by people and their therapists, but DANG someone said that to you? life is scary man. I don’t even know how I could straight faced deal with someone looking at my body and telling me I’m self harming myself in that way.
    Is this a common public opinion? Are therapists eyeing me up on the train like, “Damn this girl is marjoyly fucked up.’ 
    I guess I don't’ blame people for having this opinion. Tattoos hurt, and every time I get tattooed it hurts more and more and more 
    and I swear, there’s SO many tattoo numbing gels are the market, like people are marketing off of how fucking bad tattoos hurt. 
    A booming industry of the mi5und3rst0od.
    I don’t know. I feel like I really need to separate myself from public opinion in order to be happy being myself again.

    So I don’t know if it’s self harm, but when it’s just me and my naked self
    it all makes sense.  

    New tattoo?

    Request: Justin gets a new tattoo, so Y/N decides to tease him about not liking his tattoo. (Cute and sexy)

    “Do you like it?” He says pointing st his new tattoo.

    As you observed his tattoo, you decided to play a fun little game with him.

    “Uhm…” you say pretending to look uncertain. “Well….it’s different”. You say, trying not to laugh as you watch Justin’s face fall.

    To be honest you actually loved Justin’s tattoo, but you wanted to tease him for a while.

    “Wait…you don’t like it?” He asks hurt, as he pulls his shirt back down.
    “I never said I didn’t like it-” you begin to say before shaking your head. “yeah actually I don’t like it.” You say bluntly, trying your best not to look obvious.

    “Babe!” Justin yells, hitting you playfully. You didn’t know how longer you could take it, you knew you were going to burst into laughter any minute.

    “I’m sorry! Did you want me to lie?” You say looking at him.

    “Of course not but you could have been a little more gentle” he says before frowning, you watch as his cheeks were becoming a little red and you could tell he was embarrassed.

    “Oh whoops my bad, hold on let me try again”. You say jokingly as you clear your throat. “Justin no offence, I know you just recently got this tattoo but I’m just going to say my honest opinion about it, but don’t worry it doesn’t matter…I just strongly dislike your tattoo but I still love you very much”. You say as gently as possible with a huge smile on your face.

    “Ha ha very funny” he says as he rolls his eyes playfully causing you to burst into laughter. Justin looks at you confused. After a few seconds you finally calmed down. You look towards Justin as he was becoming impatient.

    “I’m kidding!” You yell causing Justin to glare at you. You burst out laughing once again, as he tackles you onto the bed causing the both of you to chuckle. “You fucking hurt my feelings!” He says pretending to be mad, causing you to giggle. He places his leg on either side, locking you underneath him.

    “No I was just kidding, I’m only surprised, you didn’t tell me you were getting a tattoo.” You say pouring.

    “Sorry babe, it was sort of a last minute idea thing…” he says as he scratches the back of his neck slightly embarrassed.

    “It’s fine…” you chuckle. “Wait let me see it again” you ask. Justin slowly pulls of his shirt. He was still on you and you couldn’t help but bite your lip.

    “Damn…now that I’m looking at it, the tattoo looks really good on you maybe even sexy”. You say as you trace the tattoo with your fingers. Justin looks at you turned on.

    “Oh really?” He says as he leans towards you slowly. You wrap your arms around his neck as you pull him closer.
    “You’re probably one of the few guys that actually look hot with tattoos” you whisper as you bite your lip once more before kissing his jawline.

    “Damn….” Justin’s moans, just as he was about to lean on for a kiss you push him off with all your force.

    “Goodnight!” You yell before running to the bathroom leaving Justin confused on the bed.

    “Y/N! You fucking tease!” He yells frustrated. You laugh as you turn around.
    “Sorry Biebs….but I think you should heal your tattoo first if you want to have…sex” you say winking before heading towards the bathroom.

    “Come back here!” You hear him yell as he groans causing you to chuckle.

    After freshening up, you walk out of the bathroom to see that Justin wasn’t where you left him. Suddenly someone grabs you by the waist. Justin was shirtless as you were clung towards his body. You gasp as your hand slams onto his chest.
    “My tattoo is all healed” Justin whispers, as his hands slowly go down, grabbing your butt. You gasp, before glaring at him playfully.

    “You’re a loser you know that?” You say as you wrap your arms around his neck.

    “That’s not what you will be calling me later tonight….” Justin winks as he carries you to the bed.

    Requested by @invincible-beauty98

    • Person: Why can't I read your book yet?
    • What I think: Because giving you these pages would literally be like handing you a piece of my soul. Because I've poured a year of my life into this story and I know it better than I know you. Because I don't need your opinion of my writing to validate my dreams. Because edits aren't going as well as I hoped. Because letting you read it before I'm confident with it makes me feel vulnerable, and I'm not comfortable with that.
    • What I answer: It's not ready.
    Just friends, Right? pt-1

    Originally posted by wendytran07

    Pairing: Bucky x Reader

    Warnings: FLUFF, mentions of nightmares

    Word count: 1,518

    Summary: Bucky and the reader are madly in love but they are both unaware of the other’s feelings

    Part2    Part3    Part4

    Your POV

              Bucky and you have been best friends ever since you joined the avengers. You were a highly trained assassin and a science whiz. Half your time was spent in the lab and the other half, on the field. Immediately after joining the avengers over 2 years ago, you were drawn to Bucky and he was drawn to you. Soon enough he had opened up to you about all of the horrors that Hydra had put him through and you comforted him and assured him that you would always be there when he needed you.

            Walking the hallways of Stark Tower always helped you relax after a nightmare. Sure, you had them but nothing near as bad as Bucky’s. They still left you staring at your ceiling until the sun peeked through your blinds. Last night was a particularly bad one and all you wanted to do was crawl next to Bucky and have his arm around you like you did for him so often when you heard his screams from across the hall. 

           It didn’t take you long after meeting Bucky to realize that you had feelings for him. You never acted on them because you knew he didn’t feel the same way about you. To him, you were just a friend. He was constantly flirting with other girls, having his one night stands run through the common areas in his clothes, going on dates and sharing all of the details during game night in the tower.

    “Hey Y/N” you heard as you turned the corner into the kitchen.

    “Hey Buck, why are you up so early?” you asked. The sun had just barely come up and you had been walking around the tower aimlessly for hours.

    “Probably the same reason that you are” he smiled at you softly. You nodded in response and frowned at him a little. Your hand found its way onto his shoulder and you rubbed it softly, even the smallest touch between the two of you helping you relax.

    “Do you want to talk about it?”

    “It was just the usual, nothing new.”

    “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to wake you” you said with a frown.

    “You worry too much about me. I’m fine, I promise”

    Bucky POV

         I was not okay. I had been in love with her ever since I first saw her. She was kind and compassionate. She was everything I’ve ever wanted. When she smiles it seems like everything that haunts my past, disappears for just a moment. She cares about me more than I thought anyone would ever be able to. I just can’t tell her how I feel. I don’t want to risk losing the friendship that we have. Anyway, she is always getting hit on and taken out on dates. I just take home random girls to mask my pain of seeing her with men who aren’t me.
    Whenever I bring girls back to the tower Y/N hardly even looks in my direction so she really must not feel anything other than friendly love towards me.

    “I’m always going to worry about you Buck, you know that” Y/N said and rested her head on my shoulder.

    “Yeah I guess there’s no getting rid of you, huh?” I wrapped my arm around her and she smiled into my chest. I could stay like this forever.

    Your POV

    “So pancakes or waffles?” you said and slowly pulled away from Bucky.

    “Hmm I’m thinking pancakes and maybe some bacon”

    “I’m on it” you chuckled and reached up to ruffle his hair. He glared at you playfully as you walked toward the pantry to get all the ingredients you needed for breakfast.

    The pancake batter sizzled as it met the pan and you could hear Bucky shuffling behind you as you cooked. Soon enough you heard soft music floating through the kitchen and turned quickly to smile at Bucky. The music was timeless and the piano melody is what you imagined Bucky would listen to as a child. Your hips began to sway back and forth to the beat as you placed the bacon in the skillet.

    As the first song ended and the next began Bucky came up behind you and placed his chin on the top of your head. His soft humming vibrated in your stomach and chest. Gosh, everything this man did made you fall farther in love with him. He had no idea what he did to you. You flipped over the bacon with your right hand and Bucky took your left in his.

    He spun you around to face him and his metal hand sat gently on your hip while his right grasped your hand. Buck led you around the room in slow circles and gazed just above your eyes the whole time; never meeting them. The next song started and it was a tune that you recognized. You hummed along just as Bucky was a few minutes ago. Bucky’s eyes met yours and he grinned. He rested his chin on top of your head once again and hummed with you.

    A sudden beeping alerted both of you to the smoke rising from the stove. You both jogged to the bacon and you quickly removed the pan from the heat. Bucky burst out laughing and after overcoming your shock, you joined him.

    “Oh my God Y/N” he wheezed between chuckles. His hand was still clutching yours from when you were dancing and he was bent over at the waist nearly in tears from laughing so hard.

    “Buck, you good?” you joked with him while also being bent over trying to catch your breath.

    “I don’t know. Did the bacon survive?” he smirked at you.

    “Only if you like it extra crispy which I know you do.”

    “Doll, you know me too well” Bucky smiled and grabbed a slice off the pan.

    You both got yourselves settled with some breakfast and the music still played in the background. It was around 8 am now and you could hear some of the other avengers shuffling around their rooms. Your phone alerted you to a text with a loud ding and you reached for it with a mouth full of pancakes.

    * Hey there gorgeous. What are u up to today? :)*

    It was from that security guy downstairs, Kevin, who had asked for your number last week. He constantly tried to make conversation with you whenever you left or entered the building. Sometimes you humored him but you were never really interested. Obviously, you were too in love with Bucky to be interested in anyone except for Bucky.

    *Not much*

    You decided to go with a short response in hopes of him taking your hint and leaving you alone to pine after a man who didn’t love you.

    “Who was it?” Buck questioned.

    “Oh that security guard, Kevin. He just asked what I was up to today and called me pretty” you chuckled at him and rolled your eyes when you told him the part about Kevin calling you pretty. Bucky didn’t chuckle along with you, in fact his smile faded all together. It was replaced with a scowl and his eyebrows scrunched together. If you were being honest, he looked a little jealous. But that must’ve just been your imagination letting you see what you wish was real.

    “I don’t like that guy much. You shouldn’t be hanging out with him if you ask me”, Bucky grumbled out.

    “Well, I didn’t ask you but I’ll take your opinion into consideration”, you joked with him. His stoney looked faded away to be replaced with a small smile.

    “But if you really don’t want me hanging out with him that much, I won’t”, you stated matter of factly and plucked your phone back out of your pocket.

    *On second thought, I have plans today*

    “There it’s settled. Now, what do you want to do today?”, You beamed down at Bucky from where you were standing.

    “Wait, you’re serious? Just like that, no more Kevin?”, he grinned.

    “Yup, no more Kevin”

    Bucky’s POV

    This woman was maddening.

    “Didn’t you like him at all? You did give him your number” I asked trying to contain my joy that she would rather spend time with me than that douchebag of a security guard. I saw the way that he looked her up and down when her back was turned. It made me want to poke his eyes out so he wouldn’t have anything left to objectify her with.

    “Nah I wasn’t really all that fond of him. I could tell he was kind of a sleaze ball. And besides you know you are just about my favorite person on the planet, so I’d much rather hang out with you” I could hardly contain my smile. There was something strange in the expression on her face. It was like she didn’t mean to be saying these things out loud. As if she was sharing a secret. This sparked a hope in me that I haven’t felt in a long time. A hope that maybe she loved me back.

    What pisses me off is how people will say “I don’t like Frobin because Franky is ugly and weird looking!”
    Seriously that’s low as fuck, I know people have the right to ship what ever the fuck they want but don’t let your basis be “The dude is ugly/stupid/annoying/ect.”
    In my honest opinion Franky and Robin have had WAY MORE MOMENTS TOGETHER!! But that’s me as a Frobin shipper, I mean really in my opinion they are more compatible because they can understand each other and how they feel.
    They’d be able to comfort the others worries and woes, they to me are just the perfect two.

    Then again I just hate how people dub Franky as dumb/Ugly/annoying/loud
    Yes he’s loud but that’s what makes him- him
    He isn’t AT ALL ugly!!!
    He isn’t annoying (to me at least)
    He is a key element to the crew!! He is the shipwright, he is (sometimes) a voice of reason, he can keep calm in a tough situation, he is all around a great character!!!