i knew he was going to do this pose

The day I apparently broke the internet! From Dallascon16

So I have come to learn that quite a lot of people have seen this photo and only about half know the amazing story behind it. So I thought I would finally tell it here on tumblr!

I had bought a mishalecki photo op ticket on the Thursday before the convention but had absolutely no clue what pose to do, until it hit me. I am a hug Misha fan, and every time I have gotten to talk to him I am usually sarcastic and try to match his wit. I also love Jared, he is like an actually giant puppy. Anyway way the whole fandom knows that Misha had bragged about how flexible he is, well I am quite flexible too. Just as flexible as Misha actually,lol! So then this pose came to mind. I knew it would crack Jared up and it would give me a chance to show off some skill. I didn’t want to many people knowing what pose I was going to do because I was afraid volunteers might not be keen on the idea or I just wanted it to be a surprise.

So I was third or so in line for the photo and Misha and Jared set the tone pretty quickly with their entrance that screamed fun and sexy. Half the people in the room knew what pose I was gonna do and the other half didn’t. When it came my turn I walked up to Jared and Misha, I had to repeat it twice but for the sake of just retyping the same things I will write once.

I stood between Jared and Misha, looking at Jared while I kept Misha in my sights. I said this, “ Hey guys so I am going to do a pose you have never done before. (They began to smile; I then gently put my hand on Misha’s chest to direct Jared’s attention) See I am more flexible than Misha is, (Jared chuckled, Misha looked curious) so I am going to do a reverse table top yoga pose and I want you two to arm wrestle on my stomach. Look as extreme as possible, got it!?” I had to repeat this twice, but both were smiling and went ok, I have a feeling they were still confused, that was until I hit the ground. I heard half the room gasp,slightly, and the other half sorta whispering. From above I heard Jared and Misha go at the same time, “OH”, they had finally understood. Jared actually signaled for Chris to do another picture because he realized they both were not ready when the photo was taken, I am so glad he did cause it turned out amazing.

As I started to come out of the pose Jared helped me up, which was basically pulling me 3ft into the air, I am 5′2! He went, “Damn girl that was kick ass!” and gave me a high five. I told both of them thank you and started to walk away when Misha decided he was not done with me yet. Misha gently grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He leaned in so close to my face I could feel his scruff and he whispered, “ Your not more flexible than me.” As I turned to look at him he gave me the Casifer grin and winked. And to put the cherry on top of me walking away I started smiling and wagging my finger going, “No no no no no”, and the damn music stopped. Misha and Jared chuckled and I left. Later that day I showed Jared the photo, he cracked up laughing and decided to sign it, even though I already had his auto. I was like Jared stop and he went, nope I am signing this. He also signed it with AKF.

There you have it, my crazy story!

Story Time with Bobdude: That Time I got Blacklisted by Hasbro

Enough people were curious it seems and it’s a slow post week because of finals and EFNW, so here’s the story. It’s nothing super special but I think it’s pretty funny when you take a step back.

So way back when I wasn’t totally jaded on commissions, I actually took commissions. No one really knew who I was, so I got work from friends most of the time. One friend was a musician named Shroo, believe they go by Pearl Grey now. Anyways, he was doing a little side project with a couple other guys called the Booty Mark Crusaders, and wanted album art for their new track. Thanks to them, I was also in talks with Ponyville FM about holiday commissions of their mascot. Moving on, it was a trap/edm type song so he wanted all 3 of the CMC in, as he described it, a “thuggin pose”. I’m no stranger to the “thuggin pose” and thought it’d be fun so I made it happen. Keep in mind this was almost 3 years ago, but here’s the art I wound up making for them.

(If you want to laugh at my terrible old stuff, I keep it all up on my deviantart as a “journey through art” kind of thing.) Anyways, I sent this off to them and they loved it. They sent it to Ponyville FM who was going to promote the track with the art. As it turns out, Ponyville FM is overseen by Hasbro UK (or at least was at the time, I don’t know the ins and outs of that whole relationship), which meant it went through Hasbro UK to be approved. Hasbro saw the Scootaloo with a joint and wagged the finger at PVFM, who had to wag the finger at Shroo, who had to wag the finger at me. I simply edited out the joint and sent it back off and that’s the art they wound up using. You can see this edited art in the song video itself on youtube:

Now remember when I said I was in talks with PVFM about doing some holiday commissions of their OC? Well they dropped contact with me after this. I thought they’d simply lost interest and I was (and still try to be) just a hobbyist, so I didn’t take it personally or put much thought into it.

I went to Midwest Bronyfest something like 7 or 8 months later (shout outs to Kansas City), which was a con that had a pretty heavy PVFM presence. I was talking with Ludi, one of the PVFM heads at the time, who casually mentioned while talking to me that they could “finally commission me again”. I said “wtf do you mean?” and he told me that Hasbro UK had put me on a blacklist over the joint smoking Scootaloo from months ago. Said it meant that anyone affiliated with Hasbro, such as PVFM, was not allowed to communicate with me in any way. Turns out, it expired after 6 months, so I was off of it by the time I was at Midwest Bronyfest. I had no idea I was ever blacklisted this whole time, so it didn’t make too much of a difference. Lost out on some commissions I suppose but I don’t mind. I was never mad about it cause it never really effected me, but now I have a fun little blip in my art history.

That’s really about all there is to it, but I think it’s really funny that someone working for Hasbro saw this drawing and had to go through the effort to blacklist ya boy for it. I just find the whole thing to be totally absurd, I get why they blacklisted me and everything I just think it’s silly that that’s how it went down. Somewhere, 3ish years ago, there was a list in UK of people that Hasbro refused to work with, and bobdude0 was on that list. Moral of the story though is that Scootaloo only ever causes me trouble haha

Nct 127 visiting their s/o's country

Request: Can i reaction a nct reaction (especially 127) about them dating a foreigner and she asks them for the summer holidays to visit her country?? Thank youuu

A/N: since you didn’t give a specific unit i’ll just do the 127 unit! do request again if you want other members/units hehe



Would be more fascinated at your house rather than your country tbh. Would also probably stay at home with you for a few days rather than visiting places because he prefers spending time with you alone. But once you start whining and begging him to go visit other places though (your favourite restaurants, places etc.), he’d agree full heartedly and would also probably take many pictures so he can save them as memories.

Originally posted by taeiljaeh


Was probably the one who suggested to go visit, because he’s excited and curious to see the environment you grew up in and he wants to visit new places so he suggested it. Is prepared to spend the whole day out with you just visitinh different places and famous places, and would probably also ask you to do cliche and cringy poses for pictures together with him.

“I heard this place is really wonderful and famous *points to your house*”

“And where did you hear that from?”

“I just knew, because it helped to bring up such a beautiful person *winks*”

“Stop omg-”

Originally posted by pawjohnny


Would probably jump around excitedly from the moment y'all landed at the airport, and would also ask you to bring him to somewhere with good food. Loves taking random selfies and photos of the both of you, and would also compliment everything about your country like 24/7.

Never fails to tidy up your house and room every morning ever since you brought him there to stay, because he claims that ‘it was too messy’ when everything was in place (at least for you).

Originally posted by taeyongsolo


Like Taeil, but extremely lazy. Both of you probably spent half the vacation hugging and cuddling in your house rather than actually going out to visit places. Mainly because he wants to spend more time with you, and he also wants to use it as an excuse to come back again with you, “because we didn’t get to do much”

But when y'all go out to visit and go sightseeing though, he takes every moment to snao pictures and would also compliment on how beautiful everything is, just like you.

pretend you’re winwin

Originally posted by haechanz


Really excited over it but doesn’t show it, but would get shocked and amazed by how different everything was there as compared to Korea. Unlike Yuta, he’d be the one dragging you out to bring him around, asking you to show and explain things to him as he loves learning new things. Would probably also try to learn your language and interact with the people there, who’d laugh at his awkward accent every single time.

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes


A mix of Doyoung and Taeil tbh, some days he just wants to cuddle with you and spend time alone in your house, and the others, he’d be all excited and hyped up to go visiting your favourite places.

Has a small little to-do list with you and wants to complete every single one before y'all go back, some includes: meet her parents, visit her favourite cafe, go shopping and buy her clothes

Originally posted by l-sj


Is happy and excited over the fact that he’s visiting your country with you, and tries to spend every minute wisely with you. Doesn’t say much as he loves everything that you suggest y'all do, and he’s more than happy that he’s able to spend quality time back at your home country.

“I’m happy that you’re happy”

“Aw babe, love you. Next holidays we’ll go China together alrights?”

“ Of course, love you too”

Originally posted by nctlimit


Really excited and happy too, and would also ask you to bring him to your favourites places-which then also becomes his favourites too. Would probably be fascinated and amazed by everything around him too, and takes pictures too, as a form of memory.

Is also very happy being with you and does whatever you call him to do. All he wants is for the both of you is to have a short break since it’s the holidays.

“Oh my goodness, even the chocolate tastes different here”

“Mark… We have that brand back in Canada & Korea too… What do you mean?”

“O-Oh, yeah sorry, my bad *starts giggling*”

Originally posted by ten-ie


Small little excited bun!! Probably looked up on all the places he wanted to visit and already joted it down on a small notebook, including the things he wants to do with you. Once y'all landed, he’d just jump and run around excitedly while holding your hand, exclaiming loudly, “I’m in my girlfriend’s hometown!!! Yay!!!”

Would also try to learn your language, and would purposely make a funny accent so that he can make you laugh. Doesn’t show it but he’s really happy that you’re finally back home, and with him. Would randomly hug you and give you small pecks, “Thank you for bringing me here”

Originally posted by markdon-nct

Auston Matthews- Family Skate

Can I request an Auston Matthews imagine where it’s the family skate for the Outdoor Game and reader doesn’t really know how to skate so Auston teaches the reader and just a bunch of fluff. Thank you 💗

Originally posted by mitchsauston

A/N - Written by Mackenzie

“Come on!” Auston exclaimed. “It’s just a little six inch step down and then I won’t let you go. Promise,” Auston was trying to coax you into stepping onto the ice. You weren’t really the best skater to begin with, and to be honest, it was a little nerve wracking to be skating on the Centennial Classic rink. Plus, since it was the family skate, there were a couple of little kids flying around the ice, as well as all of Auston’s teammates and their families.

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Imagine playing a sassy character on Spn, but being really shy in real life.

Most people would say Jensen was just like his character Dean. Often times the boys would be made fun of because they would do something like their characters. Now you on the other hand you were nothing like your character, you played Sam and Deans little sister Mary, Mary your character was nothing like you at all. Mary was a smooth talking, sassy, snarky person, who never stuttered, and always knew how to talk her way into trouble and then talk her way back out of it. But you on the other hand were as shy as shy could be. Whenever you had to meet a new person you would always be a stuttering mess. Ever since you were around five you would appear at conventions and do panels with Jensen and Jared. When you were twelve you were asked to appear at panel by your self. That panel didn’t end very well you almost had a nervous break down. After that you asked to never have to  appear at a panel by yourself. As long as you had Jensen and Jared or Misha or Mark at a panel with you.

“Hey (Y/N) you ready to go out soon, we have a full crowd.” Jensen said coming up behind you and wrapping his arm around you shoulder.  

Ever since you were two you had been appearing on the show, you’re now fourteen and had been to about a hundred cons. As long as you had some one with you cons weren’t a problem. But no matter how many panels or cons you went to you would always get nervous before a con, you were always scared you would say something wrong, or make a fool of your self.

“Introducing Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles and the one and only (Y/N)!” Rich yelled as he introduced you and the boys. You all walked out on the stage, and talked to Rob and Rich before doing to usual jump while posing, you knew you would probably see pictures of the jump on insta and tumblr the next day.  

The panel was going good you and the  boys joked around while answering questions and only had a couple questions left.  

“Hi this my third time at a con but the first time meeting (Y/N) and I’ve never really seen any videos of (Y/N) so I don’t know a lot about (Y/N) other than what I know of her character on supernatural so I was really thrown when I met you at the photo ops and you were really quite and shy, but I just wanted to say that I love all of you and (Y/N) even though your really shy and you’re not on any social media that I think I speak for most of the fandom, I love you and you’re an amazing actress and I cant wait to see what else you’ll do in your future.” By the end of her speech the crowd was cheering her on.

To say you were speechless was an understatement you had never heard someone that you didn’t know that well say they loved you and that liked you because you were shy.

“well what I think (Y/N) is trying to say is thank you and she really appreciates it.” Jared said trying to help you out. That seemed to break you out of your trance.

“thank you”  you stuttered out. At that moment you realized for years you’ve been scared to make a fool of your self you were scared to talk to much because you were scared people might not like you, and at that moment you realized it was okay if you talked more it was okay if you started to post on social media more, but it was also okay to be shy and not like to talk to much and that was okay not everybody had to be as talkative as Jared or Jensen or even Misha because the fans and everyone you knew loved you because of who you were. Shy little (Y/N).

This used to be on my other blog nat-tastic now im posting all of those fics over onto this blog, 

The past, the present... The future.

Summary: In SHIELD you are known for your charisma and your irrational optimism. Specially taking in count the irreversible curse HYDRA condemned you with. Because of that, Director Fury has determinate that you are the best person to take care of Bucky’s mental state.

Chapter 1: My curse

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Y/N: your name

Warnings: Contains references to Marvel’s Agents of SHIELD and the inhumans, but nothing that would count as a major spoiler. Also, references to weapons (guns).

Word count: 1,676

A/N: This is my very first time writing a fanfic, so I hope you enjoy it! I would love to have some feedback so let me know what you think! I’m planing on doing a series. This part is pretty light, I have a lot more dramatic scenes as the story goes on.

Y/N POV’s:

Light floats through the room, creeping across my eyelids to remind me that a new day has started.  I sit up and look around my room to orientate myself after another busy night fighting off nightmares. The right wall is made completely out of glass, giving me amazing views of the forest that expands all around the facility. It also fills my room with light at any hour of the day, which is fortunate, as the walls are painted black. Next to the window I have an immense desk covered in papers and supplies and equipped with the latest technology, just like about anything in my room. I also have a boxing space, bookshelves (not enough for my books: a lot of them are lying on the ground), a full body mirror that doubles as a computer and, of course, my bed. The walls are covered with posters of any topic imaginable, from movies to the latest science innovations along with photos and… anything hangable, really.

As I’m covered in sweat, i decide to take a shower before heading out into the new day. While I let the warm water drip through my body, mixing with the coconut scent from my shampoo, I ask the personal assistant in the mirror to go through my timetable today and fill me in with anything I may have missed.

Good morning, Agent Y/N. Today you had a meeting with the Minister of Foreign Affairs to coordinate SHIELD’s missions off borders. You also had agreed to help agent Daisy train the new recruits for the inhumans. Finally you were going to take part in the planing of the mission to take down the latest HYDRA facility found. However, all you plans for today have been cancelled, and your daily revision with agent Jemma Simons was been delayed.

“And what’s the reason for all this change?” I ask, stepping out of the shower while drying my hair with a towel.

Director Fury wanted to have a meeting with you before breakfast.”

I nod, wondering what Fury might want to talk about. I come out of the bathroom and open the sliding doors to enter my closet. Aside from the clothes, which I do not have a great variety of as I spend most of my life in uniform, my closet is filled with objects that do not fit in my room, from my electric guitar to boxes with case files. Cameras, souvenirs … even my skate is here!

I dress in my black jumpsuit, with a SHIELD logo on my shoulder, and tie the numerous leather straps that incorporate weapons into my uniform. It’s not like I expect to be attacked at the base soon, but the protocol requires that all active agents carry at least one weapon around, and I must admit that I feel much more comfortable knowing I’m not defenseless. I place the pistol inside the holster on my hip, put on my fingerless gloves and tie my shiny black boots. I put my hair in a braid and finally step out of my room, my brightest smile on, ready to fight the world.

I make my way to Fury’s office, smiling politely at everyone. As I happen to come across Daisy on my way there, I also stop to apologize for not being able to help her this afternoon.

“Don’t worry” she smiles putting a hand on my shoulder “I’m sure you’re going to go up another level or something. Can you go up another level if you already have maximum access to everything? Well, never mind. You have to tell me everything!”

“I’ll meet you for lunch” I promise her as I wave goodbye.

When I enter Fury’s office, he is looking at a report, but puts it down as soon as he realizes I’m  in the room. He stands up, smiling.

“Y/N! I’m glad you have finally decided to show up.” I open my mouth to complain, but he carries on in a more serious tone “I have something important. Something really important I need you to take care of. Come here, I’ll explain you everything while we have breakfast.”

A while later, we both sit in front of a steamy plate of scrambled eggs and bacon.

“Nick, all this tension is getting on my nerves. Would you mind to explain what exactly I’m required to do?” I say, my knee bouncing up and down under the table as I try to liberate energy from my body.

He solemnly looks up from his plate and passes me a file. It’s pretty thick, and I recognize the man in the front picture immediately. My heart stops for a millisecond and I have to remind myself to breath. I inhale deeply, fighting against panic, and recompose my smile as well as I can.

“The Winter Soldier…” I say, looking at Fury for more explanations.

“I trust you know his story.”

“I do, I read about him on some files a few months ago. And all the rumors going around..”  Nick looks at me in the eye as if he expects me to say something else, but that is all that’s going to come out of my mouth. He leans back before asking.

“What is your opinion on him?”

“My opinion, you mean, as in whether he is innocent or not?” I ignore the ghosts of memories that pass before my eyes and carry on “According to all the data we have, he is. Right?”

“Yes Y/N, Bucky is completely innocent.” he says. The pause that follows warns you that I may not like what’s coming next. “Y/N, Bucky needs psychological support after this traumatic experience. Not a psychologist, but someone to help him adapt and to be his friend. Most importantly, to help him move on. Before you say anything, Steve is not completely qualified to do so, as he doesn’t understand what Bucky has been through. We are still trying to get the trigger words out of his brain and that’s only the beginning of the process of healing. He was taken to the Avengers’ compound about a week ago, as we thought it was easier to treat him from there. Unfortunately, Mr Stark isn’t very happy with the idea. Bucky needs help as soon as posible and I have decided you are the most indicated person to do the job.” He looks at me apologetically, demonstrating, once more, how instinctive he is. I have never told anyone about it, but he somehow knows, somehow feels it.

“Why me?” I whisper, not trusting my voice. Nick looks at me.

“Because you know what it is like, you have lived it. You know what HYDRA does to its prisoners. You probably know something about the mind wiping and you definitely are one of the most empathic persons I have ever come across.” He pauses for a second and then his look softens a little “And you are by far the happiest and more optimistic person I have and will ever meet. All that happened to you, and you are somehow here, in front of me, still smiling.”

I take a deep breath. Nick has a point and, as much as I fear it, I can’t deny my help to someone who needs it so badly. But man, this was going to be difficult. Really difficult. I stand up and take the files.

“When am I leaving to the Avengers Compound?”

Nick smiles “I was hoping you would this afternoon”

I run through the Winter Soldier’s files wile I wait for Jemma to give me my results. I have skim-read the first few pages when Daisy enters the lab and walks towards me.

“I knew I would find you here.” she smiles “I heard you’re moving in to Stark’s.”

“You heard?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, Coulson may have talked with Fury about it and he may or may have not told me a little something” She stops and pulls a fake deep-in-thought pose “Or I may have hacked the system… again.”

“You really are incurable.”

“So… You’re going to be the Winter Soldier’s personal phsycologist?”

“That may, or may not be true.” I laugh “Do you know something about him that could be useful? I’ve read he used to make really good impressions on people.

“That would explain why his name is in the memorial to the agents lost in the line of duty, even though he died before SHIELD was created.”

“I know. Someone has to fix that, by the way. I mean: he was lost, but now he is found. Or maybe metaphorically he is not the same person, after all he has gone through, so he is still lost. Or maybe your name stays there even if you are not actually dead…”

“Or maybe we are just too lazy to change it”

“Good point.”

Jemma laughs behind me. I turn around  and she presses the tablet in her hand.

“Before I show you anything, I wanted to tell you I have send the instructions of your revision to Mr Stark, so that you can get it done by him once in the compound.” I thank her profusely, even though I’m not extremely excited with the prospect of having a medical revision with a Stark. “Here are your results.” she says, showing me the projection coming from her tablet. I anxiously read all the numbers and signs I have learned by heart in the past years, desperately looking for something, anything, different to usual. I don’t succeed.

“Not a single second?” I ask, in case I have missed something. As she shakes her head, my shoulders sink. Someone would say I should have gotten used to it after all this time but I can’t help to have hope. Daisy puts her arm around me. I take a deep breath and smile again.

I try to think of the positive aspects, but the reality is, I haven’t aged a single minute in the past forty-eight years.

And no, it’s not as fun as you think.

Part 2.

EXO when you can’t focus on work

You had been trying so hard to complete, or should I say start your work. For days on end, you had locked yourself away, refusing to see anyone or even answer your phone. You really needed to work but you couldn’t focus. Your mind would always wander and you’d be left staring at a blank page wondering if you’ll ever get it done.

He hadn’t seen you in almost a week and couldn’t handle it anymore. He knew you were trying to work, that it was important but you were stressing yourself out way too much and you needed to socialise. So, he used his spare key to let him into your apartment one day.


He wouldn’t care about your work, not in the sense he wants you to fail but you’re his priority and driving yourself crazy for this deadline is not healthy. He’d drag you away from your desk and into your bathroom.

“Get showered jagi, we’re going out!” He’d grin.

“But, I have work to do.”

“You need a break. You’ve been working too hard. Spend today with me and then I’ll leave you alone to work. I promise.”

And he sticks to his word, taking you out for the day. You had such a great time that your stress floated away and you could look at your assignment with fresh eyes.


Much like Baekhyun, this beautiful lanky ball of sunshine would want to take you out to make you relax. He wouldn’t be as forceful though, he’d be all cute and gentle and perfect about it.(what do you mean my bias is showing)

“Let’s go out.” He’d suggest crouching down next to you. You’d look down at him like he’s crazy. “I know you have work to do but you’re not going to get it done if you force it like this, jagi. You need a break and when we come back, we can sit down and look at it together, okay?” You considered his words and gave in, knowing he was right. After going out for lunch and a walk through the park, he sat down with you and together you came up with the best idea you’d ever heard.


He’d probably annoy you into leaving your work away, doing everything he could to distract you until you gave up and turned to him with a glare.
“I knew you couldn’t resist me!” He’d tease from where he laid across your bed in a mock seductive pose. He wiggled his eyebrows in an exaggerated way and you cracked, laughing at his antics and rolling your eyes. “There’s my jagi! now come cuddle with me.” He pouts holding his hands out to you. “Just for a little bit.” You cave and curl up next to him.

With his arms around you, his fingers tracing patterns on your back, you fell asleep pretty quick. The second he saw you, he could tell you hadn’t been sleeping so that became his goal. He knew you couldn’t refuse cuddle time when he was being cute and more often than not, sleep would take you.


This little cutie would want to pamper you. He’d walk straight to your bathroom a bag in his hands, completely ignoring you. Curiously, you’d get up to follow so you could find out what he was doing. But, he wouldn’t let you, he’d shut the door and you’d resign to your chair. After a little while, he’d approach you,a  shy smile on his face.

“What’re you doing?” You’d ask. He’d just hold out his hand for you to take. Of course you did, allowing him to lead you to the bathroom. “You’re the cutest person to ever exist.” You’d beam seeing he had run you a bath full of bubbles, candles lit around the room which smelt amazing. Gentle music was playing from the speakers across the room. Carefully, he’d pull your cardigan from your shoulders. “Are you joining me?” You questioned turning to look at him. His cheeks would tinge pink but he’d shake his head causing you to pout.

“I need to set up part two.” He’d smile and kiss your head before leaving you in peace.

Once you were all bubbled out, you’d go into your room, the fluffy towel he had left out for you wrapped around your body.

“What is this?” You’d laugh seeing protective sheets on your bed with more candles around the room. “What are you into?”

“No, it’s not like that.” His face would redden again. “This is so massage oils don’t get on your sheets.”

“Wait, massage oils? Are you going to massage me?” He nods shyly and you bounce over excitedly. “I have been waiting for this day.”

Kyungsoo (D.O)

Kyungsoo wouldn’t quite know what to do exactly. Of course he’d want to do everything he could for you, to make you relax and feel better but the affection and knowing the right thing to say wasn’t his forte. After sitting and watching you struggle for a little bit, he got up and left without a word. You’d hear the door close and look around, feeling your heart drop into your stomach. Just having him there helped calm you. You knew he wasn’t good with comfort on a conscious level but knowing he was there was more than you could ask for. It was at that point that you cracked and shoved your papers from your desk angrily and stormed off to the bathroom. A shower would calm you down you decided so you took as long as you could, letting the warm water relax your tense muscles. When you were dressed, you walked back to your desk to realise there was a smell coming from the kitchen. You’d go in and your heart would melt seeing Kyungsoo setting up food on the table.
“What’s this?” You asked. He jumped and turned to look at you.

“Ah, I didn’t know what to do but I can cook so I made us dinner. I guess you haven’t been eating properly and good food helps brain process.” You smiled and hugged him gratefully.

“This is amazing, thank you.” He’d beam knowing he had done good then the two of you would sit down together to enjoy the meal.


This ball of sass would tease you into stopping work. It would both annoy and amuse you at the same time in only a way Sehun could achieve.

“Ah come on jagi, why are you working on that when you could be working on me?” He’d tease and that was the last straw. You’d turn and glare at him to see you smirking. “Oh are you angry little bunny?”

“Bitch better run.” He’d grin and jump up allowing you to chase him around the apartment until he stopped abruptly and turned making you freeze before spinning and running from him. He’d be grinning madly knowing that he was getting you distracted, at least for a little bit. When eventually you’d give up and flop onto the sofa to catch your breath, he’d fall down next to you and you’d both be giggling messes.

“I need to get back to work.”

“Nope.” He’d lay down on your lap to prevent you move.

“Sehun.” You’d warn.

“Y/N.” He’d mock and you’d roll your eyes. “Today is me day, focus on me.”

“You make every day we spend together you day.”

“Okay, it’s you day too. It’s us.” He’d take your hand and lace your fingers together. “Forget about everything but us.” The suggestion was so tempting you couldn’t refuse.


Out of all of the boys, he’d understand the importance of deadlines the most, being the leader. He wouldn’t try to distract you or make a deal with you. He’d sit next to you and offer his help, listening to your breif and asking any questions he needed to so he fully understood. You’d brainstorm together for a while and make a plan of action. That was a big step towards completion and he’d see the weight start to lift from your shoulders.
“Oh, I got you something.” He announced picking the gift bag up from the floor and putting it on the desk infront of you. Inside you’d find a stuffed bear with a collar with his name on it. “It speaks.” He pointed to the collar. “It’s got a button.” You inspected it then pressed the small button on the back of the heart pendant. A cuter version of Suho’s voice played and you smiled. “This way, even when I’m not here, you know I believe in you and am cheering you on every step of the way.”

“This is so cute, thank you.” You kiss his cheek and press the button again, your cheeks lifting asyou smiled happily at the gift. “This will definitely help me.”

“I hope so.” You place the bear carefully on the desk so you could see it at all times before getting back to work, a new wave of inspiration hitting you all thanks to Suho.


Of course this boy would turn up with coffee for you and you’d take it glad Xuimin shares your love for cofee because you had run out and felt like you were working on fumes.

“I found that movie you said you wanted to watch!” He’d announce proudly, putting his bag on the coffe table to pull out a dvd.

“I’ve been searching for that for months!” You had fallen for his trap and he smiled up at you as you approached him, taking the case from his hand to inspect it, making sure it was the right film.

“Let’s watch it!”

“I can’t, I have work to do.”

“But this is the only free time I have.” He pouts at you cutely. “Come on jagi, I don’t have too long with you.”

“Okay, fine.” You cave and let him put the disc into the player while you settle down on the sofa with your coffee. Before he sits next to you, he empties the contents of his bag onto the table, it was full of your favourite snacks and you wonder what you did to desrve someone as wonderful as him.

After the film, he gets up and puts in a different disc.

“I thought you don’t have long?” You questiona nd he grinns cutely at you. “You little shit.”

“I knew you wouldn’t agree if you knew I have as long as I want with you.” He confesses sitting next to you and resting his head on your shoulder. “i miss movies nights with you.”

“So do I.” You sigh. “Tomorrow I really do have to work though.” He grinned and played the film, excited you agreed to spending time with him.

Yixing (Lay)

Lay is pure undeniable love and happiness and everything good in the world(can you tell he is my bias wrecker). He’d be willing to do anything for you but knew if he asked you’d say you want to be left alone to work and he knew that was only a good idea for so long. He didn’t have a plan as such when he entered your apartment, he was making it up as he went for the most part.

It took you a few minutes to turn and look at him but when you did, your face broke into an amused smile. He was just stood and watching you, a giant teddy in his arms.

“What are you doing?” You laugh.

“I miss you.” He states simply and you smile lightly, feeling guilty.

“I miss you too Yixing but I have to work.”

“I know and that’s why I bought this.” He lifted the toy slightly. “You carry on, I’m going to cuddle this in your bed because then I can at least smell your scent.” He walked away then as if it was the most normal situation and you watched still highly amused. You had a feeling he was trying to get you to join him but you were determined to stay at your desk.

A smile lifts his lips as he feels the bear being removed from his grasp. He lets it happen and opens his eyes to watch you crawl under the covers next to him.

“How dare you try and replace me with a toy.” You scoff cuddling up to him. He wraps his arms around you and presses a kiss to your head.

“I could never replace you.”

Sorry about the lack of GIFs, my computer likes to pick and choose when it can handle them

This request about not being able to work is me af with these requests lets be real. Sorry I’ve not been posting much the past few days, hit kind of a block but hopefully it’s gone now! 

Hope you like it :D 

~Admin Chee

anonymous asked:

What's your take on what happened in Ord Mantell with Han and Leia?

Okay, almost sex? I don’t know, my opinion changes often. The basic concept is: a mission gone wrong where a bounty hunter after Han kidnaps/hurts/endangers Leia. 

I like the idea of Ord Mantell being a resort planet of sorts. Somewhere people would go on vacation to. So Han and Leia would have to pose as a couple, possibly. And maybe Leia is the one who ends up being Han’s savior, and the danger hits too close to home so he has to do something about it.

Or, just go read Mergers & Acquisitions. It’s my favorite take on Ord Mantell and, frankly, canon to me :)

anonymous asked:

I'm the anon that asked for the reiner bert titans scenerio, thankyou for responding and I would like for Bert :)

WARNING: This contains heavy spoilers for the series. If you’re an anime-only watcher, I highly suggest that you skip reading this and even the prompt itself.

Sorry this took me so long! Admittedly, I’m not very good at writing RBA, but I honestly tried my best! I couldn’t really think of an ending, so I kind of cliffhangered it at a good point that leaves it open for a small drabble later down the line if enough people express interest in seeing it. Also, I don’t think I’d be able to write the same scenario for Reiner, so I’d humbly ask that everyone understands. c: I have a really difficult time coming up with new ideas for the same scenario prompt, if that makes any sense. I might be able to do headcanons down the line if enough people want those, too. This is unedited, for now, but I’ll go back later and fix mistakes if I catch them!

Original prompt: 

He knew that joining the military and posing as a soldier would tarnish his ability to get his mission done, but Bertholdt Hoover never anticipated being torn asunder at the decision he and Reiner were about to make.

Miraculously, they had survived the collapse of Utgard Castle without having to reveal their identities. Rather, they had discovered that Ymir was a titan; the titan who had swallowed Marcel without any remorse, devouring him and absorbing his shifter abilities in a blink of an eye. Throughout the entire ordeal, Bertholdt had made the choice to convince Reiner that it was time to return home and take Eren with them. The only thing that remained left in the air was how they were going to convince him and how he was going to break the truth to you.

Nothing else had mattered to him before except for Reiner and Annie’s safety and the success of the Marley’s mission. It was their sworn duty to fight the Eldians that lived in Paradis island and that was supposed to be the end of it.

Life was never that simple—it was the cold, harsh reality of war.

You were everything that he could never be: determined, kind, and so patient and understanding that Bertholdt felt like crying whenever your bright eyes met his own. Your smile was enough to melt his heart and fill him with a torrent of guilt, but even you weren’t enough to stop him from going home.

“Bertl,” Reiner’s gruff voice sliced through his heavy thoughts, his hand descending on his shoulder. They locked eyes and a pregnant pause passed between them until the blond sighed. “Let’s bring them with us.”

Bertholdt nearly choked on his own saliva, yet he managed to simply choke out, “What?”

Eyes fierce and ablaze, Reiner-the-warrior stepped forward for a moment, his bold statement still echoing through Bertholdt’s head. “You don’t want to leave them, so bring them with us. We’ll deal with the consequences when we’re back home.”

Maybe he was blinded by his own feelings—the very ones that he both embraced and cursed—but Bertholdt found himself falling for Reiner’s own delusions. If he could just explain to you what was truly going on, then maybe you’d understand why he had done everything that he had; that it was necessary for humanity. With clenched fists, he nodded and made up his mind, olive-colored hues spotting you from across the top of the wall, where you chatted happily with Connie and Sasha.

He had to make you understand.

Nervously, he called your name and beckoned you closer, a cold sweat beading at his temples. You walked closer and flashed him that smile—the same one that made him weak in the knees and irrevocably guilty—and stopped when the two of you were isolated from the rest of your friends.

He was going to make you understand.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, concern dripping from your voice. Bertholdt hated the look you gave him and hated that he felt himself chickening out from the thought of returning home now. It was all your fault that you had this influence over him, but he was the one who was to blame for allowing you to wriggle your way underneath his skin and into his heart.

Swallowing thickly, Bertholdt reached for your hands, ignoring the fact that his own were clammy and his heart was racing so wildly that you could probably feel his pulse from the touch. “Come with me,” he urged, his voice shushed and frantic.

You only laugh at his remark. “Go where, Bertl? We’re stuck on the top of the wall for a while, y'know. I doubt we’ll be able to get back to headquarters for a whil—”

“No.” He faltered for a moment and took a shaky breath, the grip on your hands tightening. His eyes met your own and the jovial mood was dampened as you began to realize just how serious he was being. Bertholdt didn’t give you a chance to question him further before he elaborated, “I want you to come with me—with us—over the wall. Outside of the wall.”

“What are you talking about? We can’t go over the wall, Bertholdt, and you know that. What’s going on with you?”

Bertholdt’s eyes closed for a moment and he rakes over how to tell you what’s happening because you have to understand. Refusing to let you pull your hands away from his own, he quietly revealed, “Reiner and I are going home with Eren and Ymir. I want you to come with me.”

Shaking your head, you desperately tried to comprehend the words that were coming from him. “I don’t know why you want to go back to your village, but you can’t. You’ll die out there. I don’t know what you’re trying to find by going back there, but Ymir didn’t just save us for you to throw your life away.” Your fingers interlock with his own, worry painted across your features as you softly pleaded, “Please tell me what’s going on. I can’t help you if I don’t understand where you’re coming from.”

“I’m the one who destroyed Shiganshina. I’m the one who broke the wall in Trost.” The words tumble from his lips so quickly that Bertholdt doesn’t have a chance to rethink them or clarify, so he simply let go of your hands and waited in silent agony for you to say anything.

Wide-eye, you pale as if you had just seen a ghost—as if you had just seen a monster. Vaguely, he heard Eren screaming from across the Wall as Reiner tried to explain himself, his words jumbled and not coherent enough to garner his attention.

“I—I don’t believe you,” you stammered, stepping back on your heel in order to give him a look of sheer disbelief. He can’t defend himself or his actions and he won’t, which prompted you to speak a little louder this time, “You’re lying! If this is a joke, it isn’t funny! You wouldn’t do something like that, Bertholdt.  Please, take it back. ”

Out of the corner of his eye, Bertholdt saw Mikasa drawing her blade, poised and ready to attack at any given moment. “I can’t,” he replied and turned his back on you, fully prepared to go through with his mission.

If you didn’t understand then he was going to have to make you, whether you liked it or not.

Even as Mikasa screamed at you to draw your weapons, all you could do was stand there in shock and disbelief. Right before your very eyes, both Reiner and Bertholdt shifted into the very things that had cursed humanity and placed them in this horrific existence in the first place. Excruciatingly hot steam emanated from the Colossal Titan’s gargantuan form, but the last thing you were able to remember was a large hand shielding you from the blast before your world went dark.

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Jikook pt 2

After an hour drive, they arrived at their last location. The ride there was unbearable as it is. The tension between the two never receded despite his many attempts to console Jimin. It didn’t help that both J Hope and V were in the front seat playing around with the camera.

“Babe…” Jungkook whispered urgently as he held onto Jimin’s arm. “I’m really sorry about how I acted. You know how I am around the camera.”

Unlike Jungkook, Jimin didn’t care as much about showing his affection to the world. He felt that their society should accept that people can love whoever they want. The younger one though still feels insecure. Maybe that’s the problem, he thought to himself.

Jimin turns around with a smile. It was sweet but not genuine, Jungkook knew that. “I understand and I forgive you. Really, it isn’t a big deal.”

With that, he left Jungkook alone in the car. He sighs in defeat. They’ve only started out the relationship and already it was going down the drain. But he couldn’t let it fall so early. No, he has to do something about it. Perhaps Jimin was right. He shouldn’t be so shy about the person he loves.

Jungkook took a deep breath as he walked towards Jimin. He was already in position, posing for the camera. Out of habit, Jungkook’s eyes scouted for the cameras that were rolling. This time, instead of avoiding it, he goes out of his way to make sure he was front and centre.

“Ah Jiminie, you’re so cute,” he said nervously as he wrapped his arms around Jimin, resting his forehead on his back.

He could feel Jimin tense up under his arms. Was this a good sign? Jungkook wasn’t sure. It was new to him, to show affection under the scrutinising of the camera lens. He wouldn’t let go even when he sees the candid camera wavering around him.

“I’m sorry…” he whispers in Jimin’s ears. Finally, his lips were able to touch his skin. Jungkook’s peck on Jimin’s neck instantly made him blush.

“Ah Jungkookie…you’re being too much,” Jimin chuckled nervously.

It made him happy to see Jimin’s iconic smile. The whole day Jungkook wouldn’t let go of Jimin’s hand. He could get used to it, he thought.

Omfg what am I doing….it’s 6:33 am…I haven’t slept the whole night…I need to sleep…but Jikook fluff has been on my mind

Jikook pt 1

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Alright, let’s go back to the jungle, shall we? Enjoy!


The dark jungle, despite its name, could be felt so alive as the sun’s rays find its ways through the densed trees, giving life to to its inhabitants. It was never too hot nor was it too cold here in Neverland. With its often vibrant blue sky on top of your head and the perfect temperature, oftentimes it would be a perfect weather for everything that you have planned out for the day. Well, most of the time. 

It did rain here in Neverland but only too rare for you that you could keep tabs of its periodicity. As far as you could remember, it rained at least once a month for the past few years. You never knew exactly how Neverland really worked. All you could assume that the rain was just a necessity here for the plants to live. 

“Y/n, so what’s your plan?” Tori, your most-trusted lost girl, asked in a hushed voice. 

Yes, that’s right. You have your very own clan of lost girls here in Neverland. Occasionally, you did wonder how you ended up here. All you could remember was that you threw a bean on the floor. The next thing you knew, you landed on this island. And you could still vividly remember the look Pan had worn on when he first saw you; absolute astonishment. It was then that you realized you made history to be the first girl to ever come to Neverland. 

At first, he took you in like he always did with other lost boys. He gave you a great place to sleep in, trained you to be like the lost boys and within a short period of time, you became his next trusted man (or girl) after Felix. It all went well… until he revealed his true colours. 

And that was when you decided to leave the camp. 

Soon after, his shadow started to bring in more girls into his team. Not really certain of why the change of recruitment but after knowing about this, you helped the girls to escape, with Tori being the first. As time passed, you managed to set all the girls free, thus creating a whole new clan of lost girls. 

It’s been some time since you rescued the last girl out of Pan’s camp. Guess he gave up after not being able to stop you from breaking the girls free. 

“Y/n. Y/n.” Tori called out, realising that you dazed out for a moment. 

With rapid eye blinking, you looked at Tori with a blank look. “Huh?” 

Tori leaned in closer as she spoke in a softer voice, making sure that you would now hear every word that she said. “What are we going to do now?” 

“Oh.” You rubbed your chin, as if thinking hard on the matter at hand. Finally, with a plan in mind, you whispered back to her. “Alright. Since the boys are out, we’ll sneak in and get back our stuffs. As for those two boys, we’ll just knock them out with poppies. Got it?” 

Tori nodded, fully understood of the instructions given. “Should I get the others?” 

“No. It’s too risky. I’m 100% sure that Pan knew we’ll be coming to his camp. I’m sure he’s put a trap somewhere. If there’s too many of us, it might alert Pan.” 


“Okay. On the count of three, we’ll get ready to sneak in.” Tori bowed down her head slightly.

“One… Two…” And off you two, walking as slowly as you can into Pan’s camp to avoid even the slightest snap of a small twig.

As you entered the camp, you stood behind a large tree as you watched the two boys sat by the fire ring where the blazing campfire would be ignited every night. 

“Got the poppies?” Tori asked in a low voice, lower than it was before.

You nodded while showing your handful of pink powder. You mouthed the numbers as you counted to three and on three, you threw the powder over to the boys. Successfully, the powder did its work, knocking them out into their deep slumber.

“Great. Use this basket.” You said as you emptied out a basket that was originally filled with the lost boys’ equipments. “Grab as much of our stuffs as you can and bring back to our camp.” You spoke with a normal voice, confident that it’s safe for the both of you.

Tori and yourself went off to seize back your items as much as possible that both of you were able to carry. As you went over to their weaponry area, a funny feeling hit you. But you were not able to point out exactly what it was. Not wanting to waste too much time wrapping your head around it, you pushed the feeling away. You continued to grab your weapons that Pan and the lost boys had stolen from your clan.

“Finally!” You said in excitement as you stared at your bow that was hung on the wall beside your dagger. Instantly, you grabbed your treasured weapon and hung it across your shoulder, along with your quiver that was filled with your handmade arrows.

“Y/n.” Tori said in a shaky voice. But your excitement overwhelmed you, thus causing you not to be able to hear Tori clearly. You continued to make yourself comfortable with your quiver and bow already on your shoulder.

“Y/n.” She repeated. 

“Yeah?” You turned to face her. To your surprise, Felix was having his arm around her neck while placing the blade of his knife right at her jugular vein. You looked around, realising that they had you surrounded. You were stunned for a moment, unknowing of what to do next. 

“Why so surprised, lass?” A husky voice was heard from the tree above you. Without looking up, you knew too well to whom it belongs to. Your left side of your faint red lip tugged upwards, creating a sinister smirk on your face.

“Who says I’m surprised?” You took a pause as you stared at his face who was then standing in front of you. “Pan.”

“Y/n.” Pan spoke in a high voice. “It’s been so long since I saw you. Never thought I would ever see you again.” 

Reflexively, you pulled out your dagger that was strapped to your waist and placed its tip on Pan’s heart. Instead of fear that you had expected to see, Pan kept a smile on his face. It was then that you had experienced an epiphany. 

“You knew I would come, didn’t you?” You questioned Pan with your voice gradually rising. “You never intended to steal from us. You knew I would come to get my bow back. It was all a trap!” 

Pan’s smirk told you that everything that you said was true. Anger started to burn in you. Your face turned red, trying to contain that burning fire. 

“Why so angry, love?” His words fueled your anger.

You furrowed your eyebrows, could not believed the rhetorical question that he just posed. Honestly, you are asking me that dumb question? 

“Come on, love. How else am I going to get you to come?”

“Why do you want me to come?” You spoke still with a risen voice, pushing your digger slightly inwards, though not harming Pan. 

“I want to talk.”

“What is there to talk-“ 

Before you could finish your sentence, something caught your attention from the corner of your eye. You could see Felix’s knife got too close to Tori’s neck, causing her neck to bleed slightly. Sense of worry starts to set in. Even though it was just a small injury, that’s your girl right there, someone you have always looked out like a dear sister. You will never allow anyone to harm her, even in the slightest bit. 

Your attention moved to Felix as you looked at him with darted eyes. He saw your fierce look, confirmed by his change of facial expression. "If you hurt my girl, Felix, you are going to get it from me." 

Felix cackled at your small threat, though he knew extremely well your capabilities and the extent of injury that you could inflict on others. No surprise he was as cocky as his smug leader.

"Look, love.” His voice pulled back your attention to him. “I just wanna talk." 

"What is there to talk about, Pan?” You spoke with a stern voice. 

“How about we talk alone, in the woods?” His raised eyebrows annoyed you. Ever since you left the camp and the boys, a talk with him had never turned out the way you expected. 

You looked down to the ground beneath, deliberating hard on whether you should honour his request, slowly putting down the knife away from Pan.

If you were to follow him into the woods, who knows what kind of harm he intended for you. And currently, your bow was slung across your shoulder, and not in your hands. To reach out for it now would only invite unnecessary attacks from his boys. 

But if you were to refuse him, you knew he and his boys would go battle you right at the spot where you were standing. Despite the fact that you could take Pan’s boys down easily, or perhaps with a slightly more effort, you always tried hard to not hurt these boys. They were not the ones at fault; Pan was. 

“Alright, fine. I’ll go with you." 

"No!” Tori screamed, still stuck in Felix’s grasp.

“Don’t worry, Tori. I can handle this.” You turned back to Pan, still standing in front if you. “But on one condition.”

“What is it?”

“Give back our stuffs and let her go." 

"That’s two conditions, love.” Pan spoke with his two fingers lifted.

“You’re seriously gonna bargain with me? That’s our stuffs in the first place and it was never yours to take. And Tori has nothing to do with the feud between us. Let. Her. Go.

“Yeah, you are right. Fine.” Pan looked at Felix as he tilted he gestured with his head, telling him to let her go.

Your eyes followed Tori’s steps while she collected all your stuffs and put them in the basket that you pointed out earlier. You could see fear in her eyes, afraid of what Pan might do to her esteemed leader. You shook your head, knowing exactly what’s in her mind. Calling out for the girls would be a bad idea and it would only create unnecessary mess.

You looked at her with stern eyes, reaffirming your point to Tori. Now that her facial expression had changed, you nodded, certained that she understood your instruction.

As you watched her struggling to carry that heavy basket, you voiced out. “Seriously, Felix? You are going to let her carry that on her own?”

Felix looked up to his leader, asking him what he should do. Pan nodded. “Go on, Felix.”

Understanding Pan’s signal, Felix carried the heavy load and walked into the woods, with Tori leading the way. Even though Felix can be quite cocky most of the times, you knew he is one to be trusted and you could expect no funny business from him, unlike Pan.

With them disappearing from sight, you turned your attention back to Pan. You looked at him with a what’s-next look.

“Boys, stand down.” The boys lowered their weapons. Those who were surrounded you from the higher grounds climbed down. Despite the feud, you smiled at the boys, especially to those familiar faces.

“Come with me.” Obediently, you followed behind Pan.

Feeling that you have reached a comfortable distance away from the hearing of others, you started to speak, stopping Pan from walking any further. “So, out with it.”

“Y/n. This rivalry, between us, it’s got to end.”

“It will only stop when you allow those who wished to leave, to get out of this bloody island.” You spoke with unwavering voice, making sure to get your message across.

“Love, you know that’s never going to happen.”

“Why not?!”

“The moment you step foot on this island, you will never be allowed to leave.” You tsk-ed at him, annoyed by his illogical answer.

“Why not? All you got to do is to allow it.”

“That’s the rule of Neverland, honey. Besides, what’s so bad about staying here? There’s no adults to tell you what to do, to say what is right and what is wrong. You got the freedom that you’ve always wanted. And you will never aged! Besides, isn’t that the reason why you are here in the first place?”

Pan’s words caught you speechless. As much as you don’t want to admit it, he did made a valid point. Because of the abandonment you felt, you left your town and hoped that the magic bean would bring you to a place where you can have your freedom and no worries. And that was what it did exactly when you landed in Neverland.

“Why so quiet, love? Cat got your tongue?”

“Shut up.” You snapped, not willing to admit that he was right. Your ego was in the way of that.

“Look, love. I just want this feud to end. Besides, there’s another clan on the ri-” Before he could finish, you interfered.

“What?! Another clan?” You cackled. “Ooh… I’m so going to enjoy this.”

Pan furrowed his eyebrow. “It’s not funny, love.”

“It is!” You continued laughing. But Pan was lost for words. “Who’s the leader of that clan and how many of them?”

“Mike.” You nodded, as expected. He’s one hot-headed guy, always chasing for power. No wonder he went off to start his own clan.

“Last I know, there was a few of them. And they are on the rise.”

“Come on, Pan. You can take them down so easily. You are the king of Neverland, for goodness sake.” But then, you realised Pan was lost for words. Why?

Growing impatient, you spoke again. “Tell me. What do you really want exactly?”

“I want you.”


Can I have him?

Originally posted by clexakisses

Imagine playing a really sassy character on SPN but in real life your’re extremely shy and J2 are protective of you because of that.

Most people would say Jensen was just like his character Dean. Often times the boys would be made fun of because they would do something like their characters. Now you on the other hand you were nothing like your character, you played Sam and Deans little sister Mary, Mary your character was nothing like you at all. Mary was a smooth talking, sassy, snarky person, who never stuttered, and always knew how to talk her way into trouble and then talk her way back out of it. But you on the other hand were as shy as shy could be. Whenever you had to meet a new person you would always be a stuttering mess. Ever since you were around five you would appear at conventions and do panels with Jensen and Jared. When you were twelve you were asked to appear at panel by your self. That panel didn’t end very well you almost had a nervous break down. After that you asked to never have to  appear at a panel by yourself. As long as you had Jensen and Jared or Misha or Mark at a panel with you.

“Hey (Y/N) you ready to go out soon, we have a full crowd.” Jensen said coming up behind you and wrapping his arm around you shoulder.  

Ever since you were two you had been appearing on the show, you’re now fourteen and had been to about a hundred cons. As long as you had some one with you cons weren’t a problem. But no matter how many panels or cons you went to you would always get nervous before a con, you were always scared you would say something wrong, or make a fool of your self.

“Introducing Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles and the one and only (Y/N)!” Rich yelled as he introduced you and the boys. You all walked out on the stage, and talked to Rob and Rich before doing to usual jump while posing, you knew you would probably see pictures of the jump on insta and tumblr the next day.  

The panel was going good you and the  boys joked around while answering questions and only had a couple questions left.  

“Hi this my third time at a con but the first time meeting (Y/N) and I’ve never really seen any videos of (Y/N) so I don’t know a lot about (Y/N) other than what I know of her character on supernatural so I was really thrown when I met you at the photo ops and you were really quite and shy, but I just wanted to say that I love all of you and (Y/N) even though your really shy and you’re not on any social media that I think I speak for most of the fandom, I love you and you’re an amazing actress and I cant wait to see what else you’ll do in your future.” By the end of her speech the crowd was cheering her on.

To say you were speechless was an understatement you had never heard someone that you didn’t know that well say they loved you and that liked you because you were shy.

“well what I think (Y/N) is trying to say is thank you and she really appreciates it.” Jared said trying to help you out. That seemed to break you out of your trance.

“thank you”  you stuttered out. At that moment you realized for years you’ve been scared to make a fool of your self you were scared to talk to much because you were scared people might not like you, and at that moment you realized it was okay if you talked more it was okay if you started to post on social media more, but it was also okay to be shy and not like to talk to much and that was okay not everybody had to be as talkative as Jared or Jensen or even Misha because the fans and everyone you knew loved you because of who you were. Shy little (Y/N).

Letters to You pt. 8 (Shigezane X MC x ?????)

so hyped up in writing this, thanks for the anon who sent me an ask the other day! and to @frywen-babbles @shingenelena @noomsu @kitty-kat-ty here it goes.

so the plan was to make this a 10 part story but I guess that plan goes down the drain. buhbye

Letters to You
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance, Comedy
One | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight: Don’t we make a perfect couple?!

Eight: Don’t we make a perfect couple?!

Her only response to Inuchiyo’s confession was to look down.

She did not know, that he’s looking for her after all these years. What’s more, was that he loved her and he still does.

“Inuchiyo…” she called his name again, his hand still on her cheeks, she smiled “Let’s go back.”

She stood up first, refusing to look at him in the eyes. The ache in her heart, the one she can’t ignore. Was is it wrong to ask him that? His own reason why…?

To be honest, she had mixed feelings about this. She was glad that he was looking for her, that he never forgot about her and that they’re finally together, but his confession made her more confused.

“Aki… are you going back to the castle?” He asked, she knew that he was trying to change the awkward atmosphere between them, so she tried her best too.

“No, its too late to go back and…” she trailed off, walking slowly to match Inuchiyo’s pace. “I want too see you off tomorrow.” She grinned..


“I’ll be staying at the inn and see you off tomorrow.” She repeated. When she looked up at him, he was blushing. She can’t help but tease  him “Are you blushing?” She stiffled a laugh, playfully punching him in the arm

“I am not blushing.”

“You’re adorable, Inuchiyo.” She giggled, poking his cheeks.

“Stop… that.”

The streets were now quiet, with the shops closing and only the inns has its lights on. The two walked leisurely as if they have all the time in the world. After all, it would be a waste to not enjoy this beautiful night.

“You don’t have to answer me right now.” Inuchiyo broke the silence, looking ahead. “Take your time, Aki. It must be shocking for you. I promise to come back to you.”

She smiled a sad one, looking up to his amethyst eyes once more “Thank you, and I am sorry.”


They arrived at the inn quite late, the moment they do, Inuchiyo asked the owner of the inn if they still have a spare room, only to get a no.

“How about a spare bedding?” Inuchiyo asked, getting worried that Aki may not be able to sleep well.

“My apologies, but we ran out of spare beddings too, milord.” The innkeeper bowed.

“I guess we have no choice. Let’s just sleep together.” Aki suggested, walking straight to Inuchiyo’s room. Her suggestion made Inuchiyo blush again and widened his eyes in surprise,

Sleep together…? Does she mean that? Come on. He is a man.

“WHAT?!"Inuchiyo blurted out

"It seemed that your lover is very straightforward, milord.” hearing the innkeeper chuckle beside him. HearingInuchiyo blushed a deeper shade of red.

Thus, Inuchiyo followed Aki. Getting nervous of what she meant. The moment he got inside, he saw her sitting on the corner of the room. Her dark blue haori on the floor as her bedding and the spare sleeping robe as a makeshift pillow.

“Haaaaaah, I’ll just sleep here. You sleep in the bedding, okay? Well then, we need to be in bed early. Good night.” Aki yawned, lying in her makeshift bedding. Inuchiyo just can’t let this one go. He can’t let her sleep on the floor.

“No. Sleep at the bedding, I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“Inuchiyo you need to take a good rest. Take the bedding, I don’t mind.” She turned around to explain to him. Inuchiyo moved quick and leaned close to hers,

“No.” He replied shortly, lifting her into his arms and gently carries her to the bedding. 

“Hey! Don’t make a fuss, Inuchiyo! I’m used in sleeping on the floor. Put me down!” Aki tried to protest.

“You should be the one not making a fuss. I can’t let you sleep on the floor, got it?” He answered back, pulling the covers up to her chest. “Now sleep, I won’t blow out the lights until you fall asleep. Good night.” Inuchiyo knows, at least Kojuro told him. That she was afraid of complete darkness even at night. He stared at her eyes, her eyes full of worry and the pain of the past. She turned away from him, mumbling a short reply.

“… fine, Good night.” With that, he smiled and stayed at her bedside. Inuchiyo was thinking  of a way to make her sleep fast. A few minutes later he heard her gentle snores. He can’t help but smile to himself, smoothing out and running his fingers through her hair. She leaned to his touch unconsciously, mumbling a name.



When he woke up, she was nowhere to be found. He stood up from the bedding and changed to his kimono. He figured she would be gone before sunrise, considering that she still has a job at Yonezawa.

“So I guess I’ll leave alone.” He mumbled to himself, gathering his things and preparing to go out. He felt disappointed that he never got the chance to see her before he leaves, but dismissed his personal feelings as he will soon depart for battle.

“Inuchiyoooooo!! Where the hell do you think you’re going?!” That… voice.

He turned around to see her. She was running at the corridor of the inn like she owned the place. He stopped walking to see

“DON’T YOU DARE LEAVE OSHU WITHOUT HAVING BREAKFAST!” She panted. Ah, how energetic. He thought.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, wondering as to why she was still here when she should’ve been in the castle.

“I told you I’d see you off, didn’t I? Hah.” Ah,  oh course she did, but he never thought that she’d be serious. Inuchiyo smiled, she never changed. She’s still strict when it comes to food and skipping meals. Just like her late mother.

But what surprised him the most was that she’s wearing the kimono and hairpin he bought for her. It’s a light blue one with floral designs. It perfectly suited her, calm and dignified as he known her to be based on how she works.

She dragged him back to their room last night. He came in to find a small table at the center filled with his favorite foods. She made him sit opposite of her.

“Well! Let’s eat!” She clapped her hands together before digging in to the foods while Inuchiyo savored each dish that she made, he will surely miss this. He saw the familiar dish as the main course, Absolute Victory Bowl.

Not so much of a word was exchanged between them while having breakfast.

After breakfast, Aki saw off Inuchiyo in the outskirts of town, he knew that she was worried for his safety.

“Inuchiyo, take care. And may victory find you.” She said, biting her lower lip. He smiled at her reassuringly. He pulled her close to his chest, completely trapping her in an embrace.

He felt his own and her heart beating fast. Although he was nervous, he knew that he wanted to reassure her of his vow and his feelings for her.

“I’ll come back to you, I promise.” He said, smoothing out her hair and then looking at her straight in her eyes, she has her mouth agape. His fingers traced her lower lip, and he leaned his face to her forehead, planting a light peck just at the top of her head.

“Well then, I must go.” He said, turning his back and leaving his heart in Oshu. While Aki was dumbfoundedly made her way back to Yonezawa Castle.

“He’ll come back safely… I know.”


After meeting Masamune, Shigezane and Aki was preparing to depart for their mission.


“What do you want Taiyaaaakiiii?”

“So what’s with the kimono and the hairpin?”



“Since when did you call me a doll?” She said, fixing the reins on the horse. He peered close at her face. He can’t help but adore the way she is dressed today. An azure blue kimono designed with silver florals, and a darker blue obi and a black tie . It suited her, he saw a blush on her cheeks. She doesn’t want  the attention, he knew that.

“What, do you feel regret now that I can look this pretty?” She teased, winking at him. “Ah, I know. You wish I was your bride instead.” She added, trying to pose in a er… uh seductive way? But as always. It looked funny.

“Pft! Hahahahaha! Aki please stop!” Shigezane laughed, his hand in his stomach and mirth in his eyes.

“Shigezane. You’re mean.” She said, going back to fix the reins on the horse. “I was just kidding!” She kicked his leg.

“OW! SORRY! Ahaha. No, you have always been beautiful in my eyes.” He smiled gently, wiping the tears from laughing too much. “And I never said no to your confession now, did I?”

“Was I supposed to believe that after you laughed so hard?” She asked a question back.

“Aha, sorry sorry. You have to get comfortable in wearing kimonos,though” he grinned, “You’ll get married soon. Ahaha!”

“Keep on talking about my ‘marriage’ and I’ll completely break your leg. Let’s just get down to what Lord Masamune has asked us to do. So that you can get back to Lady Ayame.” She said,

“Who would have ever thought that Lord Masamune wanted us to go to an onsen” she feigned that she’s getting chills. “And staying at the same room…” she looked at him, crossing her arms across her chest. “Don’t you dare touch me okay?!” She pointed a accusing finger on Shigezane, who seemed to have calmed down laughing.

“Well well, who would have thought huh?” He inhaled the cold summer wind, “atleast we can be a together all alone even if its just all for a mission right?”

“Whatever you say. Move faster, Taiyaki.” She said. Shigezane grinned, packing the things he needed at the side of the horse.

“Aki.” Kojuro walked close to them along with Masamune who has a cat at hand, blushing lightly at the fluffy animal in his hands. Shigezane eyed the animal curiously, since this is the first time he saw the cat.

“Tokimunemaru won’t eat, but he was undeniably fond of Lord Masamune…” Kojuro sighed in defeat, with Masamune nodding along. Tokimunemaru… now that name sounded familiar to him.

“A cat… Tokimunemaru..” Shigezane mumbled, looking at Aki who was all smiles.

“Remember the stray cat we found? I took care of him.  I named him Tokimunemaru.” She said, petting the cat while looking at Shigezane.

“Come on… what’s wrong with you siblings, really. Kojuro named his turtle Bontenmaru, and you named your cat after my childhood name?”

“Well… they are quite the siblings, if I must say.” Masamune said, petting the cat on its head, “Naming their pets after us… well I can’t complain. All of them are, cute.” He added when the cat purred.

“Masamune-chan… you’re so cute holding that cat.” Aki said, wiping the tears from her eyes, Kojuro nodded. “Milord, I couldn’t agree more.”

“Hey… you two.” Masamune said. The scene in front of Shigezane was so warm. What he catches was how Masamune looked at Aki. There’s no denying that she was beautiful, as always. But this is not just an admiration of her looks now.

It was something, much more than admiration.

Shigezane had to admit, that it was unpleasant to think that a person, who you treated like your own brother was also inlove with the one woman you love. Unable to control the jealousy he feels, he held her arm and pulled her to his side.

“Well now, what do you want us to do, Masamune?” Shigezane asked, grinning. Back to his usual self. Masamune looked at them handing the cat back to Kojuro who took it anxiously, sweat forming on his forehead.

“I want you to pretend as a couple and spy on Satake’s retainers.” Masamune said seriously, looking at the both of them. Shigezane was not surprised hearing this, he knew the plan from the start. “We received word that they are going to hold a secret meeting in one of the onsens just outside Oshu.”

“Huh? But why as a couple?” Aki asked,tilting her head.

“To avoid suspicions.” Kojuro answered this time, holding the cat close to his chest. “If two people were to spy it would be much efficient, you both can move freely and safely.”

Deep down, Shigezane was very happy to be with Aki on this mission.

“Ah, I see. If Taiya– I mean, Lord Shigezane had no objections to it,  I will do my best. If not, I will still do my best for the Clan.”

“So basically you still have to do your best.” Shigezane grinned, slipping a hand on her waist and putting his head on her shoulder, he said

“Besides, we make a perfect couple, don’t we?”

Imagine Chris surprising you at work.

You waited backstage at the Victoria Secret Fashion Show with the rest of the Angels. You were dressed from head to toe in black lace, wearing your wings for the first time, and completely freaking out. It wasn’t because you were about to go on stage, it was because you were walking as an Angel; it was such an honor and you were a little afraid you’d mess up. You’d feel better if you knew Chris was in the audience but unfortunately, his work obligations kept him from you. He did send flowers and a sweet card, and he did call while you were getting your hair and makeup done; it was a thoughtful gesture but his presence would’ve been much preferred. You weren’t mad though, it wasn’t like you hadn’t missed his premieres before because of your work.

“We got Taylor Swift,” you heard one of the stage managers say and you felt your heart skip a nervous beat. “We’re walking her to the stage right now, let’s start the final countdown.” You watched Taylor disappear around the corner then turned your attention onto the TV screen. “Angels, please stand by. Can we have Karlie Kloss? Get Karlie to the runway.”

Taylor started singing ‘Blank Space’ and you saw Karlie strut out. You took a shaky breath then flinched when you felt someone take your hand. You turned and smiled when you saw that it was Adriana; she was like an older sister, always there when you needed her.

“Hey you,” she gave your hand a quick squeeze then fixed a loose strand of your hair. “I know you’re nervous but you don’t have to be. Everything is going to be okay,” she assured you with a smile. “Just look to your right before you walk, okay?”

“Why?” You narrowed your eyes in confusion. “What’s on my right?”

“Can we have Adriana Lima to the stage?” You heard the stage manager call for her and she released your hand. “Let’s get Adriana Lima to the stage. Quickly, please.” An assistant came and led her away.

“Just do it,” she called over her shoulder.

You watched her disappear around the corner and you let out a shaky breath. It wasn’t long before it was your turn, after Adriana was Gigi and after Gigi was Taylor and after Taylor was- well, you. You stood in line, nervously playing with your earlobes as you waited for your cue. Taylor chuckled softly at your nervous state and gently touched your arm, “you’re going to be fine, Y/N.”

“Thanks,” you managed a small smile. “I just- I’d feel better if Chris was here, you know?” You told her and she nodded with an understanding smile; she always felt better when her boyfriend was in the audience too. “But- it’s fine, I’m going to be fine.”

“Yes you are because you didn’t get where you are with Chris’ help, it was all you.” She gently squeezed your arm then heard her cue and started up the stairs. “I’ll see you out there, Angel.” She threw a wink over her shoulder then disappeared around the corner.

Adriana came back in just as you were about to make your way out. She smiled at you then mouthed, “look to your right.” You were still confused as to why she was asking you to look anywhere other than straight ahead, but you nodded anyway.

“Let’s go, Y/N. You’re up,” the stage manager beckoned you out and you nodded.

With a deep breath, you strutted out to the beat of Taylor Swift’s ‘Blank Space’. Every second felt overwhelmingly good, you could feel the rush- the sense of empowerment as you walked down the runway. You glanced to your right, like Adriana told you to and felt your smile ten fold when you spotted the one and only- Captain America. His smile was filled with so much pride and joy that you had to look away to stop yourself from crying. You continued down the runway, absolutely fearless because you knew your hero was here; all you could think of now was him and how nice his arms were going to feel around you after the show.
• • • • • • • •
“You knew he was coming?” You asked Adriana and her smile answered you. “Oh my God,” you laughed and playfully slapped her arm. “Why didn’t you tell me? I was freaking out the entire time and you didn’t think to mention the one person I wanted around was- around?”

“We thought it’d be a nice surprise.” She said then beckoned her head at Chris, who was standing behind you. You turned around and squealed excitedly, running and throwing yourself into his arms. He chuckled softly and hugged you tightly, burying his face into you hair. “I’ll leave you two to catch up,” she patted your arm. “It’s good to see you, Captain.”

“Thank you for getting me in, Adriana,” he smiled at her over your shoulder. Adrianna nodded then joined the other Angels who were having a celebratory drink, and smiling at the two of you. “Surely you already knew I wasn’t going to miss your first show as an Angel.” He pulled away from you and caressed your face in his hand. “I always knew you were one, it’s nice to be proven right. You look-” he pulled his hand away and placed it on his heart, “heart-stopping.” You felt yourself blush. “Just- wow, Y/N. Every time I look at you, I think- how the hell did I get so lucky?”

“I ask myself that every morning,” you quipped and he smiled. “So…What do you think? Think we can add this to my collection at home?” You took a step back and posed, making him chuckle. “You are a fan of lace, so I figured this would be a winner in your eyes.”

“I am a fan of you,” he grabbed you by your waist and pulled you closer to him. “Anything you have on,” he whispered and leaned in, pressing his forehead against yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck, “is a winner in my eyes.”

“I love you, Captain.”

“And I love you, Angel.”

Talk nerdy to me

Model who looks and acts really professional at the photo shoot but is actually a huge nerd AU with Percabeth @twopaperairplanesflyingflyin @bronzomatrixx Im not really sure how you do ‘read more’s so sorry about that… 

Annabeth’s third week of working for the new company was going excellently. She’d already photographed and edited two shoots, and the third one seemed like it went perfectly. When she started her fourth one, she felt like something had to go wrong soon.

The shoot was outside, on the sunny beach in LA. Annabeth was totally in her element. She loved the sun in her hair and how no one cared if she wore ripped jeans shorts to work because it was okay for her to be ‘artsy’ or whatever, when they were photographing outside. And she particularly liked how there was perfect lighting for photos. Even though something had to go wrong eventually, she had a good feeling about this. The main model looked like a Greek god in the water, and everything was exactly what she wanted it to be.  

Until it started raining.  

“Ms Chase, do you want to continue? Even though it’s raining I mean?” Percy Jackson was looking at her with eyes that looked like they matched the stormy sea perfectly. “No, sorry I think we’ll…” Eyes that matched the stormy sea perfectly. “Actually, I want to take some last photos. Maybe the rain isn’t so bad after all.” He raised his eyebrows at her, but didn’t say anything, just went back to his place and doing the poses she wanted him to do. She was thankful that he didn’t have a diva thing going on, like some of the other models she’d met during her work time. She knew some who wouldn’t have been too happy about sidetracking the plan.  

When they were finished, she went up to him and shook his hand. “It was nice working with you, thanks for not minding the rain.” He just smiled at her. “It was my pleasure, Ms. Chase, I hope you got some good photos.” Annabeth couldn’t help but smile, and look into his eyes for a moment longer. This guy really was polite. And also fairly hot. His eyes was gleaming, and his hair was dripping from the rain, and the drops were running down his torso. His hand was still holding hers firmly, and she pulled away, internally scolding herself for noticing these things and being awkward  when he was acting so professional. “I’m sorry, bit distracted.” He smirked, still looking at her with an interrogative expression. She widened her eyes as she realized he’d asked a question. “Ohh. Umm. Yes, I got some good ones in the end, to be honest the rain sort of was the piece that missed. If you know what I mean…?” Oh gods. Had she really just said 'sort of’ and 'if you know what i mean’ while trying to act professional?  He just laughed, and she took that as a yes to her internal question.  

He looked like he was about to say something more, when the rain started drumming even more violently down. It was like someone had decided letting the water down slowly was wasting time and just released it all at once. Her top was almost wet all the way through as she looked up. “You know what, I think we should hurry back.”

By the time they reached her car, they were both so wet there was literally streams of water running down their bodies. She wasn’t entirely sure why he was still with her though. Maybe he wanted a ride back to the office, or maybe to the bus station.  

“Do you want a ride somewhere?” He opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, then closed it again. Then opened it and managed to talk. “Yeah. No, I like walking in the rain actually, I was just making sure you got back without drowning.” He tugged at his sleeve. “Umm maybe you’d like to have a coffee or something first with me, if you want to warm up, I mean.” He bit his lower lip, and Annabeth couldn’t help but think that he looked really sexy. “I know a place just around the corner, if you want to, I mean. ” He shrugged. Annabeth was the one smirking now. She couldn’t believe the totally professional model who bore a striking resemblance to a Greek god was this awkward with girls.  "Sure, Jackson. If you just give me a moment to put away my stuff.“  His eyes lit up. "Yeah sure, of course.”  

She was sure she’d left a sweater somewhere. But she couldn’t find it as she rummaged through the trunk of her car. She closed it with a loud sigh of defeat. Without something to change to, a coffee wouldn’t really keep her warm for long. “Is there something wrong?” Jackson had noticed. Of course he had. “Noo… it’s fine, I just thought I had an extra sweater somewhere, but let’s just go now… ” He didn’t say anything, just frowned at her, and lead the way to a small café just around the corner.

The first thing she noticed about it was that it was called 'The restaurant at the end of the universe’. The second thing was that the menu included several Star Wars and Doctor Who puns. The third thing she noticed wasn’t about the restaurant, but about the model. Jackson took off his jacket, and under it was a t-shirt with the phrase 'Come to the dark side’. Percy Jackson was a huge freaking dork.

“I must say, that I didn’t really expect this.” Percy looked a bit flustered. Annabeth couldn’t help but grin at him. “But don’t worry. Hmm. I think I want a Darth Chocolate Muffin and a Mustafar chocolate, what about you?”  The corners of his mouth perked up, and he looked at the menu with fake anticipation. “Hmm… I’m not sure… Usually I’d take the hoth latte, but I want something warm, y’know, so maybe I’ll take the Mustafar Chocolate too. And a dark cookie too, man I love those. Like the Darth Chocolate Muffins are good, but nothing beats a dark cookie. Y’know?” Annabeth just looked up at him, struggling not to laugh.  Percy’s neck started to redden as he realized he was rambling. “Umm.. Sorry. I’ll order, in the meantime I have an extra shirt If you wanted to change? Umm.. Do you want it?” He was awkwardly scratching his neck, gazing at the floor. She smiled. “Sure, I’ll be back in five.”


When she came out of the bathroom, wearing Percy’s oversized sweater, he was already sitting at a table with their hot chocolates and snacks. “Hi.” Annabeth tugged at her sleeves, and sat down opposite to him. He looked at her and grinned. “I knew you’d rock that nerdy girl look.” Annabeth blushed. If it was because she had 'talk nerdy to me’ written across her chest, or because of the compliment, she wasn’t entirely sure. Or maybe it was both.  She tried to force away her redness before she answered. “Oh yeah, Jackson? You look more like adorable in that Star Wars shirt.” Oh my gods, that was supposed to be a comeback! Her blood rose in her cheeks again. It seemed like she was worse with cute boys than she remembered.  Percy didn’t say anything, only raised an eyebrow and said; “Just call me Percy, please.” , which only made her even more flustered.  

“So, you come here often?” she said, changing the topic. “Yeah, now and then. I need to keep up that adorable nerd rep, y'know?” She just rolled her eyes. Dork. “Yeah, well, I can’t say this was what I expected you to be like.” He cocked his head. “What did you expect?” She smiled, gazing 'thoughtfully’ at thin air. “I don’t know exactly. More… glamourous? Not the kind of guy who goes to a café with so many sci-fi references you can’t really miss any? Maybe that you were the kind of guy that goes to parties in the evenings after model jobs to chat up girls, but instead you’re sitting with your photographer in the most nerdy restaurant in town. I just didn’t expect you to be so… dorky.” Amusement flickering in his eyes, Percy said “So you’re basically saying you expected me to actually have a life? Like the kind where you’re social all the time?“  He tilted his head again, looking mockingly philosophical. “Because then my friend, you are wrong. All I do is Netflix and chill. “ He widened his eyes, quickly adding that he meant actual Netflix and chill.  Like literally Netflix and chill. “Good to know, Seaweed Brain. Good to know” Annabeth nodded importantly. Percy blushed, and looked accusingly at her. “Seaweed brain? What kind of nickname is that?“ Annabeth smirked. “An appropriate one, that’s what I think.” He mocked an expression of hurt, his hand on his chest. “I’m so hurt. I have to leave now.” Annabeth gasped, and ran a finger than her cheek. "Oh no.”  Then Percy straightened up. He smiled apologetically. “Umm. I actually have to go now. Dinner with my mom tonight.” Annabeth internally awwwed. “Yeah. Me too. I wanna get back.”

When they were back at her car (Percy had insisted on following her), Annabeth tugged at her sleeves again. “I guess I should give this back now… I forgot at the café…” Percy smiled broadly, his sea green eyes glinting in the sun. “Nah, you can keep it.“ She smiled up at him. “Thanks. I’ll see you around, then.” She stepped closer, and hugged him. Percy just stood there first, but then he put his arms around her, holding her closer. He smiled like sea and fresh air and Percy. She reluctantly let go, and stepped awkwardly back. He gazed at her, all of him smiling, like he’d just gotten a present. “I guess I will.”

It wasn’t before she was in the car, that Annabeth remembered she didn’t have any more photographing with him, and that she probably wouldn’t see him at work. Fuck. She scolded herself for being so disappointed. They’d literally only talked for a few hours, it didn’t matter that much. At least that’s what she told herself. But that didn’t matter much that night when she took of his shirt, and found a note scribbled at the label. Or to be exact, a number. It really didn’t matter what she’d told herself earlier. But he did.  

Little Green - A Mess (Jongdae, pt. 7) [Chronicles of the Wolf series]

Well, well, well…what do we have here? Enjoy! ♥


[ Jongdae | Little Green ]

  \ a mess

He knew he came in unprepared and seriously out-manned, but there was no way he was waiting any longer. A week passed since you had disappeared, and only after Minseok’s mate came rushing over to him to explain what had happened did the pack start discussing their next move.

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Good Enough (3)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; part fourteen; part fifteen; part sixteen; part seventeen; part eighteen; part nineteen; part twenty; part twenty one; part twenty two; part twenty three; part twenty four; epilogue.

bonus scenes: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Your dad didn’t talk to you the entire journey to the palace, although you could tell he really wanted to. In fact, judging by how clenched his fists were, he probably wanted to shout at you: tell you how stupid you were for getting yourself pregnant, especially to the prince of the country. If it wasn’t for the two men in suits sat in the front seat, he definitely wouldn’t hold back on what he was thinking.

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High End Italian Fashion

Matt’s August Man Malaysia Photo Shoot was inspired by Italian fashion it got me thinking.

Magnus takes Alec to Italy for holiday. He of course wants to spoil Alec buying him a bunch of high fashion men’s suits, because he loves spoiling Alec. In all honesty though he is being very selfish and wants so very badly to see Alec’s body in the suits. He knows the cuts are going to be perfect once he has them custom tailored to Alec’s glorious form. Now how to get his Alexander to agree to this is the issue.

Alec protests at first, a lot, but then slowly relents as Magnus unleashes his killer pout and nuzzles into, Alec’s neck. When Alec feels Magnus breath hot on his skin and the way Magnus purrs his “Pretty please. You’re very sexy, Alexander, especially when you dress up for me” in his ear, Alec is all but sold. However when Magnus growls and nips his ear before panting “it turns me on”, Alec is a goner. 

Alec grabs Magnus’ hand and tugs him into the tailors shop instead of it being the other way around. Magnus just chuckles at Alec’s sudden enthusiasm for his idea. His plan is working. 

Once Alec’s suits are all done, Magnus picks them up; each day Alec dons a new suit, and much to Magnus’ pleasure lets him style his hair. Alec looks so dashing it nearly takes Magnus’ breath away. Magnus has to fight his urges to ravish the man in front of him before he undoes the entire sexy look.

They set off into the city on different romantic adventures every day. Magnus brings along his newest toy, the insanely expensive HD camera he bought because he knew Alec liked taking pictures of nature, animals and architecture. 

Magnus snaps candid shots of his Alexander when he isn’t looking. Beautiful images of Alec fixing his collar, or fixing his cufflinks and shielding his eyes from the setting sun on their way to a black tie event. His favorites are when he catches Alec hiding a smirk and when his snaps just as Alec closed his eyes softly after receiving a naughty compliment from Magnus.

On their last day in Italy Alec is sporting a fitted black, high collared tee under his all black tailored suit. He looks absolutely sinful and Magnus almost loses the last bit of control he has. It wasn’t enough that at the end of every date Magnus had attacked Alec the second they entered his private Villa. Alec looking like this incredible god in these suits was doing things to Magnus’ libido and he never felt sated. He always wanted more Alec. 

They’re out and about holding hands and Alec is smiling the whole time, he keeps taking photos of things he finds interesting and Magnus keeps inquiring why he’s smirking. Alec just shrugs and shakes his head.

They enter an outdoor art gallery and Alec leans in and rubs his stubble against Magnus’s jawline and he kisses just beneath his ear. He whispers “If you’re going to make me your model I might as well pose for you”. Magnus gasps and chuckles. He’s been caught, Alec knew.

“Alexander” Magnus whimpers as Alec kisses down his neck and places the camera back in Magnus’ hands. Alec leans again the bright white wall that blends perfectly with the stark floors so that you can’t see where one ends and the other begins. Alec’s black suit contrasts the stark white backdrop perfectly. He leans in and poses dramatically. It takes all his strength not to smirk or giggle at how silly he feels but he is doing this for his Magnus.

Needless to say they ended up staying an extra day in Italy, because Alec spent the full day wearing Magnus’s favorite suit on him, his birthday suit. They didn’t make it out of the Villa that day and ended up postponing their arrival back home. It’s not Magnus’ fault that Alec can rock a designer suit so well.