i like both of your faces

hobi as your bf;
  • okay but imagine waking up to this sunshine
  • like it would automatically make you smile
  • which would make him smile back at you
  • “Good morning love” with his morning voice
  • followed by a sweet forehead kiss
  • him sending you special snaps only for you
  • like when he’s practicing and covered in sweat
  • a mirror selfie like “I’ll be there soon, wait for me ♥”
  • no but srsly you would be like couple sunshine goals
  • lot of pda (duh)
  • ESPECIALLY CHEEK KISSES BECAUSE YOU BOTH FIND IT CUTE AF
  • sometimes he would startle you with surprise back hugs
  • he would talk a lot about you to the boys tbh
  • like “did you see how cute she was today ?” “I’m so lucky”
  • dATES LIKE 
  • Do you picture his bf material pics like in cafés and stuff ?
  • Well you’d be right in front of him
  • you both would sip on your coffees and hold one hand on the table
  • and take cute selcas with duck faces and him doing aegyo
  • when it comes to cuddle I think his fav position would be on the couch, your head laying on his lap, or vice versa
  • He’d also love to play with your hair in this position !
  • He’d have the bad habit to never tell you when somethings wrong because he doesn’t want you to worry
  • which would probably just make you worry even more
  • in bed, girl lemme tell you
  • he can be gentle af, complimenting you from a to z during the act, slow and everything
  • BUt
  • he can also get W-I-L-D, with biting, teasing, dirty talking
  • like girl have you seen those hips ? 
  • whenever he gets wild, the morning after, he’d be ever so gentle because when he’d see the hickeys and everything he’d feel a bit bad 
  • HIM ADMIRING  YOU WHEN YOU SLEEP PEACEFULLY
  • And caressing your cheek and your hair
  • because you’re beautiful
  • He’d be vry caring and lovely
  • because he loves you so so much
  • and shows it to you everyday

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anonymous asked:

"we bumped into each other in the street and you were grinning like a cocky asshole the whole time so i stalked off only to realise i’m wearing your shirt" P L E A S E!!! I need this!!!

A/N: This is different from my usual portrayal of Saeran, but I got excited because I love me some sexy cocky (no innunedo intended) Saeran too ^^ I would have finished this earlier but I got distracted by Youtube videos and the Internet ehehe. Hope you like this, anon! I had a blast writing this!!




Five hundred, twenty-five thousand and six hundred minutes… That was a pretty damn lot of minutes in a year.

You glanced down at your phone, sighing as you found a random picture that you evidently had forgotten to delete from your camera roll.

You felt you chest tighten a little as your eyes rested on the two smiling faces in the photo. Back when the both of you were happy together. Your cheeks were nearly touching, your eyes lit brightly as you wore a wide grin, holding up your ice cream.

He, on the other hand, merely had his lips slightly curved in the shape of a moon. Selfies just weren’t his thing, but the modest smile had reached his soft eyes, as he too, held up the ice cream cone in his hand for the photo.

It had been a long time since you saw his face, and the photo was stirring up dust-sheeted memories you had shoved into the back of your mind:

Red hair. Piercing golden eyes. The scent of peppermint. The taste of chocolate on his tongue. His ice-cold fingers against your hot skin. The tightness of his embraces.

And now, five hundred, twenty-five thousand and six hundred minutes later, here you were, thumb hovering over the ‘trash’ icon on your phone. You bit your lip as you hesitated, wondering if you should delete this photo too. You had pretty much deleted every other photo you had taken with him from your phone, because seeing his face after going your separate ways had hurt too much for a fresh, bleeding wound. Time had made things better, but the scars were still there. Your wounds had yet to heal.

Your pressed the icon, and the option to ‘delete’ or ‘cancel’ appeared, the white box blocking out your faces.

Five hundred, twenty-five thousand and six hundred minutes had passed since you broke up. It was time to move on for good.

Just as you were about to press ‘delete’ however, you collided with something hard. Or rather, someone. You heard him groan while you let out a gasp as your phone was knocked out of your hands.

You stumbled backwards but you managed to keep yourself from falling, although you weren’t able to save your phone.

Fortunately, he managed to catch it firmly in his hand. And he was now holding it out to you after muttering an apology to you.

“No, I’m sorry. Thank you,” you said, about to accept your phone back from him when your eyes met.

Red hair framed his face, messily falling over his forehead and brushing over his eyebrows. Piercing golden eyes met yours, widening in surprise like yours were as recognition flickered in them. Up close, you could detect the faintest scent of peppermint, the soothing, calming scent that you loved breathing in whenever he wrapped his arms around you in a tight, bone-crushing hug. A hug that promised, “I won’t ever let you go.”

Five hundred, twenty-five thousand and six hundred minutes had passed, and now here you were again.

“Hey.”

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Breaking...Ch. 24 Sneak Peek

Sunshine, it isn’t fair for me to go to sleep and leave you awake and miserable. Either we both go to sleep and be happy or we both stay up and be cranky. The choice is yours!”

“Ugh! Why do you have to use your beautiful mind against me? Aren’t you supposed to love me or something?”

“I do love you, and that’s precisely why I have to stop you before you pass out and stain your pretty little face with ink.” You pouted.

“Are you trying to say I wouldn’t be pretty if I had ink on my face?” He teased.

“I like your freckles not to be covered in ink so yes. But don’t change the subject, you need to sleep.” He got up from his chair and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder.

-I’m so excited, this is adorable!! <3-

Soldier76:
* He’s pretty old fashioned when it comes to relationships, so he won’t even THINK about kissing you until you’re both comfortable. He’s very patient in that regard, he’ll wait as long as you need.

* Like I’ve said before, he’s old fashioned, and will probably think of the sweetest and most cliche time to kiss you. Walking you home or when you’re together cooking most likely.

* He’s very creative about the delivery, if you get something on your face when cooking together, he’ll kiss it off. If he’s walking you home, he’ll claim he forgot to give you something before swooping in for the kiss.

* He’ll be a bit red around the face, but he will never admit it. He’s still a ’ tough guy ’ after all. But he will happily tease you if you start to blush, he secretly thinks it’s adorable when you get flustered.

Reaper:
* This guy. This guy is the most tsundere man you’ll probably ever meet. He still finds it hard to believe that someone could love him as he is. Deep down though, he still really appreciates it.

* He’ll drop that edge though if you catch him in a moment of intense emotions. So he’ll either kiss you after an argument, or if you manage to make him content enough to forget he’s so edgy.

* If you catch him after an argument, he’ll tear his mask off and kiss you, not really caring about the delivery. He just wants you to know even though he’s mad, he still loves you.

* If you manage to make him super content though, he’ll quietly take off his mask, hugging you from behind and kissing you. It’s a sweet gesture, his way of thanking you for everything you’ve done for him.

anonymous asked:

Reader x Bones for the parents meme?

who’s the one to wake up the kids: You. Leonard loves to sleep late, so as long as he’s not working, he will sleep as long as possible. If he is forced to wake up early, he’s grumpy and moves so slowly that the kids will just get themselves up.
who makes the breakfast: Leonard. Because he grew up down south, he knows how to make everything soooo well. Even if it is very fattening. But Leonard is the type of man who loves to cook, loves to wear his apron, and loves to see the smile on your face and the kids’.
who’s the one to cry for everything: (I don’t really understand this question) But you. Literally every cute thing, or slightly sad thing that happens with your kids makes you start bawling like a baby. 
who’s the more discipline parent and who’s the more lenient one: I think you’re both a little disciplined, but you’re definitely more lenient. Leonard likes to keep a strict schedule, and doesn’t handle spontaneity all that well. 
who helps with the science fair: Leonard. He’s a genius, and if there’s anything he can’t help the kids with, he’s got Uncle Spock and Uncle Scotty to turn to for help.
who does baby talk: LEONARD. Little nerd has horrible bed side manner, but he is so soft and sweet with his kids, the first time he saw them he couldn’t help but start with the baby talk. He does it even as the kids grow up. 
who wakes up for midnight feedings: You. Leonard would if he heard it, but he sleeps like a rock.
who’s the one who always worries: Leonard. This is the man who was listing off possible things that could kill him in space as he was flying into space. Leonard would be the parent to bring a bag of supplies everywhere he went in case something happened. He always has tissues, hand sanitizer, everything.
who picks up the kids early from school for some fun: You. Leonard likes to stress the importance of school, and likes to follow the schedule. You are more sporadic and think of things on the spot, needing to pull the kids out of school randomly. The only time Leonard would do that would be if Uncle Jim convinced him otherwise. 
who’s the competitive parent: You. Leonard doesn’t really focus on those things, he just likes to watch you get heated at school recitals or science fairs. He would want you to keep it quiet, but would happily listen to you brag about your kids on the way home. Leonard only gets competitive if someone says something openly rude.
who kisses the ouches: You. Leonard would be the one to bring up actually solutions to little scratches, while you would immediately pick them up and cuddle them and kiss them until they felt better. Leonard would obviously still be really loving, he would just do it in a practical way. Once there was nothing else he could do, he would kiss them until they giggled.
who’s the sucker for the puppy eyes: Leonard. Your kids inherited your puppy eyes, which Leonard is already a sucker for.
who makes the “dad jokes”: Leonard. 100%. Those are practically the only jokes he makes. He’s half dad jokes and half sarcasm. You love it though, and laugh hard enough to encourage him to keep going and make the kids angry.
who embarrassed their kid for fun: I don’t think either of you would do it too much, but you would do it more. You would constantly lean in to kiss Leonard, which would often grow into a more impassioned kiss just to make your kids mad. You wouldn’t be the type of parents to tease their kids about something they are actually insecure about.
who’s the over protective one: Both. Leonard is so fearful of his kids getting into any kind of harm or any sickness that he worries constantly. You would be the one to be over protective about potential dates, and tell them that you know so many people that could fuck them up if they hurt your kids. 
who’s the “take a sweater!” parent: Leonard. He is always telling every person to bring a sweater. Even people he barely knows. If they didn’t, he would list off everything that could happen if they catch a cold.

dunkhazard replied to your post: danny phantom and xiaolin showdown were both too…

xiaolin showdown would be almost perfect if the main character wasnt like, straight up yellow face tho

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that’s something i never really thought abt when i was younger, but?? i’m reasonably sure that’s not the intent & it’s more just the cartoony style and omi standing out, since christy hui was born in china and it’s not like its some white person making this? i have a hard time figuring out the line for ‘yellowface’ when its a fictional character, but i feel like this doesn’t meet it. it’s not like dashi, master monk guan, or master fung were drawn like that and they’re all asian characters. it’s just omi & the other 3 dragons being super colorful by comparison to every other character, i think.

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Vampire Crossover - Near Dark/Lost Boys - Star/Mae

The light that’s leaving that star right now will take a billion years to get down here. You want to know why you’ve never met a girl like me before?

Star had never seen anything like it before, a creature like her but not her, a predator that looks like a pixie, slim and fay and golden haired, wiping the spots of blood from her lips.


Mae points to the heavens, and Star sees the awe in her face, that remains even she turns to Star.

“I love your name.” She says softly, and Star never knew beasts could look so lovely, faced turned up towards the moon, silver and delicate and oh so soft. Mae hears her name and thinks of eternity. Star hears it and thinks of death.”We’re like them, you and I. We’ll still be here when their light reaches the earth, to touch us both, and we’re still be here, together.”

“Even the stars die, eventually,” Star says in reply, and turns from Mae’s frown, the first prick of her tears.


They kiss, unrestrained and yet restrained, lips instead of teeth, even if they feel the pound and throb of blood, like fire ants running beneath the skin.


“Come with me?” Mae asks. Roads stretch further onward from Santa Carla, a deep dark horizon lined with stars. It is a road Mae has charted, from the coast to the desert and back again. Mae looks at Star the way she looks at the heavens, blissful and sad and hopeful, all in one. 

Star will fly her to the heavens and back again, and then straight on till’ morning, if that is what Mae asks, if that is what Mae wants. They kiss, and bite the skin of their mouths, and it tastes like eternity, tastes like love, the way Star always imagined blood to be like, the salt of life and everything in it, a life with Mae. 

“Yes,” She says, and they are gone before the first streak of sun, chasing the stars over the end of the world and beyond.

Matt said yes guys, what a surprise, wow.


HAPPY FIRST ANNIVERSARY OF TECHIENICIAN!
(Oldest post is here, and here’s the first content for the ship. I don’t know who picked the name “Techienician”, please tell me if you know! I’d love to credit them here :D).

a non-comprehensive list of my fave sheith things 

  • keith, within 0.2 seconds of entering a room: where’s shiro?
  • the “it’s good to have you back”/ “it’s good to be back” callback in s2
    • i don’t necessarily think this was their first interaction after being reunited in s1 (like presumably keith gave shiro clothes to change into etc. before this exchange) but i love that they both remembered & referenced it in s2 
  • the fact that keith’s very first scene involves him tenderly touching shiro’s face 
  • how adamant keith is about shiro being the One True Black Paladin™ (”you mean your bayard”) 
  • shiro’s complete and utter faith in keith’s abilities as a pilot / leader:
    • sending keith to chase rolo through the asteroid belt 
    • having keith pilot them to the BOM headquarters, which is located between two black holes (bonus: the way he’s 100% certain keith can get them back on course when one of the black holes starts drawing them in)
    • supporting keith in infiltrating zarkon’s ship despite it being dangerous bc his trust in keith outweighs everything
  • the way keith always rushes to shiro’s defense when he’s incapacitated / out of commission 
  • “at this moment, your friend desperately wants to see you” 
  • the way shiro, who is generally very controlled in his actions, feels comfortable enough to relinquish that control a little and drop his ~leader facade when it’s just him and keith
  • just overall how soft they are with each other, both in terms of tone of voice & expression 
  • The Hug™

feel free to reply/reblog with more! 

Draco Malfoy Crush Headcanons

Masterlist


Gryffindor Reader

Originally posted by perfectfeelings


- Omg people would totally ship you two as the love/hate relationship and/or the sexual tension relationship

- Cliche, but start off as total rivals

- If you played Quiddich you would make it your top priority to always distract Draco

- Shameless teasing tho??

- “Hey Malfoy, nice ass”

- ///blushblushblush “Excuse me?!”

- “You heard me!”

- Shameless catcalling purposely in front of everyone including Snape and his friends

- But one day you are genuinely upset and on the verge of tears but you, being stubborn, refuse to cry in front of him

- “Didn’t you hear me?! Go away, Malfoy!”

- Offers you a handkerchief, an awkward hug, and sweets

- A messy, tear stained and shaky smile

- “Since when did you go soft, Malfoy?”

- “I should be asking you the same thing, (Last Name)

- So obviously you two are pretty close friends now

- He can basically trust you with anything so he comes to you when he has problems

- But both of you are extremely stubborn so usually the other person will have to confront the other about their notice in their change of attitude

- You having to confess first

- He’d totally try to confess but end up getting too nervous and backing away

- “Hey Malfoy, you be interested in going to Hogsmeade this weekend?”

-//smirksmirk “You wouldn’t be asking me out, would you?”

-”Pffftttt as if????”

- You totally were asking him out

- He said yes in the most teasing way with a signature smirk

- You were very proud of your relationship because there was no denying Draco was just hot

- But like he was a complete sweetie

- If you were sick he would always freak out and if he saw you were struggling in classes he would discreetly leave you his study notes in the most unexpected ways like “accidentally” mixing his 100% amazing notes up with your slightly pitiful ones

- And ugh he was just an amazing partner to have???


Slytherin Reader

Originally posted by tisbaylee


- Not gonna lie you two were already friends

- Like you would gang up on people you shared a hatred for always

- Sometimes people would even avoid you two in fear of being completely roasted™

- It was like “o shit here they come rUN BITCH RUN N Y O O M

 - But no seriously you two would diss whoever and whatever if they got on your nerves 

- And obviously he would ask you to the Yule Ball

-“You’re asking me, Malfoy…?”

-“Of course. Who else would I ask? Parkinson?”

- And like whenever the two of you would enter the ballroom all eyes would immediately just turn to you two

- Because lets face it, the two of you could stop traffic 

- You would both sneak off after some stuff had died down in a dark and empty corridor 

- The two of you would just be chatting by a windowsill whenever out of nowhere he would just kiss you

- You were like talking about class or something and he would just press his lips against yours

- And you just melted

- Because you could feel how shaky and nervous he was

- But he was so gentle

- And omg you cuties

- Tbh no one is surprised when you enter the Great Hall hand in hand

- Blaise catcalls

- Pansy snarls

- Crabbe and Goyle don’t really care 

- But you and Draco are too absorbed in the little world that has formed around you to notice

Ravenclaw Reader

Originally posted by lovershub

 

- The only reason he knew you is because you were the person who always just happened to score one or two points above him on every. single. assignment.

- Like he would be bragging in class about his grades when the teacher would speak up like 

-“Obviously I have the best test scores in here but that’s not surprise—“

-“aCTUALLY Mister Malfoy, Miss (Name) (Last Name) scored just one point above you…! So you’re wrong lol”

- And he would just be appalled

- And then he would basically track you down and discreetly ask about studying techniques

- And you’d just be like “So Mister “I scored one less point than someone” wants to hear about my studying techniques? I don’t think so, Second Place.”

- He’d do an unintentional dramatic gasp and like press an offended hand to his chest

- And you’d just walk away with the most smug smirk ever

- After that incident he’d badmouth you almost as much as he badmouthed Potter

- Almost

- Because after doing some “researching” (snooping) and learning more about you from observations and sources he’d find out that you’re actually really intriguing 

- And he might have had the smallest, tiniest crush on you

 - But he’d deny it of course

-the little bastard

- But like he actually finds the small things you do entertaining

- For example, he might have ‘accidentally’ showed up at the library every day you did and just happen to notice how you would play with your hair or doodle whenever you studied 

- One day, he discreetly bumped into you playing it off as he was too busy reading

- You decided not to tell him that his book was upside down

-“Oh, watch where you’re going… Anyways, if you’re here, mind helping me with this subject?”

-“Draco Malfoy? Asking for help? Who would have known?”

- But you did end up helping him 

- And after taking multiple deep breaths, he finally got the courage to ask you out

- And you told him “maybe if you can score higher than me on the next potions test”

-gUESS WHO STUDIED THEIR ASS OFF

-MALFOY DID


 Hufflepuff Reader

Originally posted by wellwailingwhale

 - Tbh he had no idea who you were

 - And honestly he didn’t even care

- But that all changed when this happened

- So you were focusing on anything other than him while walking down the hallway,

- And accidentally you bump into him

- All of your stuff falls to the ground

- And he just shoots you a nasty glare and continues walking

- You are simply picking up your things when you hear “Lousy Hufflepuffs. Can’t do anything. No wonder that Diggory died. As if a Hufflepuff is brave enough to enter that tournament and come out alive.”

- You stop dead in your tracks. “What did you just say..?”

- He turns back to you with a scoff 

- You run up in front of him and get in his face. “What the hell did you just say?! Tell me!” 

-”I said that all of you Hufflepuffs are weak and pathetic. Diggory never had what it took to enter the-”

- But he was cut off by a punch to the face. His nose was bleeding

-”Don’t you ever start saying shit like that when you, yourself, will never be better than Cedric! At his worst, he is still better than you at your best. Maybe you should think about this before speaking unless you want to be bloodied by a “lousy” Hufflepuff again.”

- He is left in sh o ck

- From then on, whenever he sees you his entire face goes red and he hides himself

- Because maybe your courage and great left hook made him form a crush

-somehow

- He leaves a note on your desk which is from “your secret admirer” (cause he’s cheesy like that) telling you to meet him outside at night

- Your first reaction when you see him is not a positive one

- He explains that he only said that about Diggory is because he tries to look impressive in front of his friends (Which isn’t a lie) and that he sincerely apologizes and mourns for your House’s loss

- After some coaxing, he is forgiven 

- You sit and chat for a while and you are pleasantly surprised when you find out he’s actually pretty cool

-At the end of the night, he asks you on a date

- And with a hesitant yet bright smile, you accept

The Club (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Smut with a dash of fluff.
Word count: 3.6k 

Part one: Kitchen Counter, Part two: Laundry Room.

» Song: Love In This Club part II

Summary: ”Or we can just do it here.“ He hummed, his fingers immediately latching onto his belt and working as quickly as ever to get it loose. “Jeon Jungkook,” You quietly scolded with a laugh, placing a hand over his and looked around. “People can see you.” Once you looked back down at him, he shook his head slowly, “It doesn’t matter, baby,” He reasoned, his tongue flickering over his lips. “Everyone’s wasted, I promise. I just…I want you so bad.” 


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anonymous asked:

Top ten memes inspired by Viktor "Extra" Nikiforov? :D

Because I feel that Viktor would be just as meme-worthy, could you do a top 10 Viktor inspired meme post? Haha, probably including the variations of his “why not both?” comment!

Top 10 Memes inspired by Viktor Nikiforov? (because surely Yuuri isn’t the only ultime walking meme source, Viktor is as extra as him, even more)

Top ten Viktor Nikiforov memes? He’s so extra and then there was the doping scandal and him yelling at the reporter and the kiss at the end and how he looks at Yuuri ;-;

Oh man now I want a “top 10 memes inspired by viktor nikiforov” post! I bet no. 1 is “fall in love with a guy who hates your guts and then pine after him for five years …”

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You guys really wanted this one! Ok so…


Top Ten Viktor Nikiforov Memes:

10) ‘Nikiforov level pining’ is a commonly used phrase for the maximum amount of pining/being hopelessly in love that anyone can possibly be doing

9) In reference to the Yuuri Top Ten Memes, ‘creating your own Katsuki’ is also applicable to Viktor and is used as a cautionary tale to celebrities about why you should always be nice to your fans no matter what

8) Viktor ‘skating my feelings’ Nikiforov becomes a joke after everyone watches back his programs over the years and sees what a romantic dork he was. It becomes the figure skating equivalent of songwriters writing entire albums about their breakups, skating entire programs about your hopeless love life

7) In reference to the TMI Top Ten, Viktor saying ‘why pick one?’ in response to a trashy reporter asking him who tops and who bottoms in the relationship becomes a popular reaction gif along the lines of the one from Road to El Dorado ‘both is good’ and the little taco girl ‘why don’t we have both’

6) ‘Don’t do a Nikiforov’ is a line used when someone is involved in a rivalry/has someone who really hates them as a joke about not falling in love with someone who you’re supposed to be trying to beat

5) Once a reporter talked about Viktor’s grey hair and Viktor got really offended like ‘It’s s i l v e r  not grey’ and Yuuri was just like ‘it’s ok honey I love your grey hair’ and so ‘it’s silver not grey’ and Yuuri being casually savage became a running joke among Viktor’s fans

4) A screengrab of Viktor’s face when Yuuri did the quad flip in YOI became a really popular reaction picture

3) A running joke that Viktor only married Yuuri to get more medals for his trophy collection after he posted a picture on Instagram of their combined trophy cabinet and it was ridiculously big

2) Whenever anyone mentions loving Yuuri the automatic response from fans is ‘no-one will ever love Yuuri as much as Viktor’ or ‘but viktor loves him more’ and variations thereupon as a joke reference to the  fact that Viktor is pretty much the no.1 Yuuri fan and won’t let anyone forget it

1) To match Yuuri’s CAH one, Viktor also has a card dedicated to him in Cards Against Humanity. His one is a black card that reads ‘This time, Viktor Nikiforov has spent five years pining after_______’. You can imagine some of the combinations it makes when it’s being played in the game

They’re too nice to fight each other what are you even talking about.

anonymous asked:

andreil pda around the foxes pleaseee my soul needs it

my marvelous anon, i am here to grant thine request, with a small side of accidental lowkey renison. enjoy <3. also on AO3.


He did it. He actually did it. After months of constant warnings and threats, Wymack finally followed through.

Neil can do nothing but stare at the flyer in his hand, mildly in fear and majorly in shock. A mere thirty seconds prior, Wymack had stormed out of his office brandishing this piece of paper like both a white flag and a declaration of war. He had paused just inside the lounge, making sure to gather everyone’s attention, before striding over to Neil and shoving the flyer in his face.

“This is for last weekend,” Wymack had said. “I already—don’t give me that look, you know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about. I already signed you up. It starts at 8:00 AM on Saturday, and unless you want your ass glued to the bench for the rest of the season, I suggest you be there.” He had then turned back around and disappeared into the hallway, leaving a room full of confused and curious Foxes in his wake.

A full minute passes before chaos breaks out and everyone starts moving at once. Various forms of “What the hell?” can be heard from all corners of the room. Neil blinks as the flyer is yanked out of his hand. He looks up to see Andrew, his eyes scanning the paper. Andrew looks up at him, and Neil’s heart nearly explodes because this look on his face, it looks like the honest-to-god beginnings of a smile. And sure, it’s at Neil’s expense, but he would embarrass the fuck out of himself at every turn if this was his reward. Andrew moves to hand the paper back to Neil.

“Okay, seriously,” Kevin huffs out with impatience as he pushes through his teammates. He snags the flyer away from Andrew who couldn’t be bothered to stop him. Kevin reads aloud, “The Annual Hilton Head Island Marathon…a MARATHON? Really, Neil?! Is this a joke?”

“I don’t know, Kevin,” says Andrew, his voice taking on the persona of a kindergarten teacher. “Did it look like a joke to you?”

Kevin’s only response is to scowl and shove the flyer into Neil’s chest. “This better not affect your performance at our game on Friday. You don’t get to take it easy just because you have to run 26.2 miles the next day.”

By the time Kevin has stormed out of the building, the rest of the Foxes have commenced their team wide freak out.

“Seriously?! He actually came through on that threat?” Dan is caught halfway between being genuinely worried and dying of laughter.

“Neil…bro…what the fuck…” Matt says from somewhere on his left, placing a consoling hand lightly on his shoulder.

“Oh my god, Neil. We have to be there. I have to witness this historic moment. You finally get to put your insane running habits into practice,” Allison is rambling from across the room.

“Wait, what was Wymack talking about ‘last weekend’? What did you do?” Asks Nicky, unaccustomed to being out of the loop.

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billionyengirl  asked:

IS THERE GONNA BE A SECOND PART OF THE OTHER GIRL??? PLEASE SAY YES

Author’s note: YES!!! You can read part one here 

The Other Girl part 2

The hell?

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, trying to avoid Zen’s glare. His scarlet eyes narrowed as you squirmed.

Just ignore him… ignorehimignorehimignorehimignore

“MC?”

“Him-Ah, I-I mean, what?”

Crap, I’m not crying again, am I?

“…I asked if you invited Allergy to the next party,” Seven leaned forward, slightly tilting his head. His eyes softened, silently asking if everything was okay.

You gave him a reassuring smile. “Yeah, I sent an-”

“MC, can you help me with something in the kitchen?”

Zen moved his petite girlfriend off his lap and stood up. He walked out of the room without an answer.

I guess I don’t have much of a choice…

You sunk farther back into your chair and closed your eyes.

Maybe I can pretend I didn’t hear him.

“MC, aren’t you going to help him?”

You gritted your teeth and slowly stood.

“I guess I will, Yoosung.”

As you walked away, Yoosung ‘hmph’ed.

“Who spit in her coffee this morning,” he muttered.

Life. Life spit in my coffee.

You peeked your head into the kitchen.

“Zen?”

“Over here.”

Zen looked over at you, the familiar glare returning to his face.

Oh my gosh-

“-What the hell is your problem?”

Zen continued to stare at you, completely ignoring your question. The kitchen light above you flickered, and the low hum of the refrigerator filled the heavy silence.

“I don’t have to put up with this.”

As you turned away, a warm hand grabbed your wrist.

“Wait.”

Slowly, Zen pulled you back in front of him. He closed his eyes and sighed.

You looked down at the iron grip he had on your wrist, and then back up to his face.

Seriously? First he acts like some angsty teenager, giving me the silent treatment, and now I can’t even leave?

The burning in your chest overwhelmed you, rage bubbling up inside every inch of your body.

Okay, okay, I need to calm down. 

You looked down at your shoes, trying to remember what Seven told you before the party.

Seven placed both his hands on your shoulders. “Okay, MC, listen up. I’m about to give you some grade A wisdom!”

You sighed and tilted your head. “What is it this time?”

“If you ever feel too overwhelmed just count to ten!”

“…Huh?”

“You know… one, two, three-”

“I-I know how to count,” you playfully pushed him away, “but does that really work? I mean, is that what you do?”

“No, I just push away the people I love and dig myself into a hole of self-hatred.”

“Anddddd, why can’t I do that??”

“Because,” Seven patted the top of your head, “I care about you too much to let you do that.”

Zen let out a heavy sighed, bringing you back to reality. 

Counting to ten, huh? Alright… I’ll try your way first.

You let out a breath and looked back up at Zen. He opened his eyes, loosening the grip on your wrist.

One.

Zen moved closer to you, his eyes trained on your face.

Two.

Your back hit the counter, trapping you between the wall and him.

Three.

His cold eyes turned soft, and the smile you had grown to love appeared on his face once again.

Four.

You heart was beating so loud you could’ve sworn he heard it.

Five.

He let go of your wrist, slowly moving his hand up to your cheek.

Six.

The world around you stopped. Your stomach flipped, and you mentally cursed at your now flushed face.

Seven.

Zen’s eyes looked down at your lips, his hand slowly pulling your face toward him.

Eight.

You held your breath.

Nine.

He leaned in to close the gap.

Ten.

“S-Stop.”

Zen’s warm and ragged breath tickled your nose. Your eyes wandered up to look into his red ones, his faces only centimeters away.

Despite everything your heart was telling you, you pulled away. Your back hit the cold counter again and you winced, readjusting your stance. You leaned against the wall and stared at the white tile floor, avoiding the confused look Zen was giving you. He cleared his throat.

“I thought-”

“That was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.”

You bit your lip, failing to hold back the tears already streaming down your face. You looked up at Zen through blurry eyes. “You have a girlfriend… you didn’t choose me, you chose her.”

Your voice felt distant and unfamiliar. Slowly, you began losing control of your surroundings. The world-

No.

Your world came crashing down. In one short burst of courage, you pushed past him.

“Can’t I love both of you?”

Those words stopped you in your tracks.

I’m such an idiot.

Everything felt cold and numb. Without turning around, you spoke up.

“Are you really so selfish as to keep dragging me along like some kind of… kind of… cat toy?”

Despite the situation, you smiled.

Jumin would be ecstatic right now.

You felt a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m not selfish, I just don’t want you to end up with… anyone else.”

“That’s the definition of selfish!! And who the hell else would I-”

That’s when it clicked. That’s when everything clicked.

Zen’s glaring.

Seven’s kindness.

Your feelings.

You shrugged off Zen’s hand and opened the door to the living room.

“MC, please just… wait!”

But you were done waiting. You stormed out of the kitchen, Zen on your heels.

I finally understand now.

“There they are, we’ve been waiting! We’re gonna play charades.”

Jaehee smiled at you and Zen, oblivious to the fight that had just occurred in the kitchen.

“MC, pleaseeee be on my team!! I’ll be your best frienddddd!!!!”

Zen’s stare burned holes in the back of your head and you heard him audibly scoff.  Seven stood up and smiled at you, extending one hand toward you.

Seven…

In one big swoop, you grabbed his hand and pulled him toward you. You placed a hand on the back of his neck, connecting your lips with his.

It didn’t take long for him to react. He cupped your chin, deepening the kiss. When the two of you pulled apart, you were both out of breath.

You wiped your mouth, sending a cold glare Zen’s way. When you looked back at Seven he was as red as his hair.

“I-I thought you liked-“

You leaned your forehead against his.

“I like you, Seven. It just took one selfish prick,” you glanced back at Zen, “to help me figure that out.”

Seven gave you a goofy smile and-oh no…

“SevEN PUT ME DOWN!! D-Don’t spin me, I’M GONNA HURL!”

He laughed as he released you from his giant bear hug, plopping you back on the ground. You grabbed his arm for balance.

After you re-orientated yourself, you looked back at the shocked group.

“So… charades?”

Dreadneldritch

No pets were allowed on campus.

The freshman orientation guide was very, Very clear about this point. Absolutely, positively, no pets allowed. (minor exceptions to be made for service animals.) And yet here she was, 3 weeks into her first semester, sitting on the ground, staring at a cat. It was staring back.

Dread had always been fond of animals. She had never been allowed to have any pets, (her father was allergic to most things with fur, and her mother just hated animals) but she had always wanted a cat. Multiple cats, preferably. And now she was sitting on the steps of her dorm, in a college where No Pets Were Allowed, staring at the most precious little ball of fur she had ever set eyes on. She knew far too well about the other rules (she was on her second roommate, now, and the delicate horns curling from the thing-that-was-not-her-first-roommate’s face had left an… impression.) She was very good about remembering iron, salt, and not to say please or thank you. But this was a very cute cat, and she was willing to risk a little bit.

It meowed. She held out a hand, and it walked right up to her, and “oh my goodness you are just the cutest thing!” she squeaked. The cat seemed satisfied.

She was, to say the least, conflicted. The rules were very clear, and the rules were generally right, but this was a very small cat, and she did not have very many friends, and really, she already knew what she would do. “C’mere, you.” She scooped up the cat and it snuggled into her jacket. “I’m going to name you Eldritch.”

—-

It was about three weeks later that things got… actively weird. She had managed to smuggle in, via the Walmart (which had no employees that day, she left the money on the counter and hoped that nothing Else would take it) a litter box and cat food. Eldritch seemed to settle in fine, and she traded her roommate 3 dollars and a cool rock in return for not telling anyone about the very, very illegal pet currently snoozing on her lap. The roommate, whose name was Chalkboard, seemed to like the cat. Chalkboard even gave the cat a cat-toy. When Chalkboard vanished (decided to take the “fake your death to avoid breaking up with your s.o” advice a little too much to heart), Not-Chalkboard did Not like the cat. Dread caught Not-Chalkboard making what looked like a very rude hand gesture at the cat on multiple occasions, although it’s hands were strange and​ it was hard to be sure. It was when Not-Chalkboard, after having a Very Intense staring contest with the cat for about 6 minutes, saw the error of its ways and vanished, leaving Chalkboard in its place, that Dread began to think something might be up. Eldritch said nothing, as cats are wont to do, but it purred a great deal when Chalkboard let it sit on her lap while she was doing her homework. This was, to say the least, Rather Suspect. Nothing more was said about it.

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materassassino  asked:

Allura and Lance, comparing the Broganes over a spa day.

           Lance stretched and leaned back. “Man, this is so much nicer than the pool.”

           It turned out the Castle had a “Rejuvenation Suite,” or, as Lance insisted on calling it, a “Space Spa.” Allura decided it wasn’t worth correcting him, especially not now.

           She and Lance were each ensconced in a single-person soaking tub filled with medicinal and rejuvenating herbs and salts. She’d chosen the “Relaxation” packet; Lance had gone for “Revitalizing”. Soft scents wafted through the room, changing from juniberry to starpetal to arcleaf, drifting from one to the other like a lazy hummingbee. There was a quiet background music, just loud enough to hear if you wanted to, but quiet enough to ignore if that was your desire. The lights dimmed and brightened at slow, random intervals, never getting too bright or too hot. It was like shifting sunlight.

           Lance had his eyes closed as he sighed happily. “Can I just live here? Like, can this be my room?”

           She laughed a little and closed her own eyes. “No. The Rejuvenation Suite is for everyone’s use. And if you bring Keith down here, you two have to behave. These tubs are single occupancy.”

           He snorted. “We’ll behave when you and Shiro behave.”

           She sat upright so quickly her tub sloshed a little. Fortunately, there was no spillage. “We behave!” she insisted.

           Lance cracked one eye to look at her doubtfully. “You two were behaving last week when we caught you in the kitchen? THAT was behaving?”

           Allura blushed and resettled herself in the tub. “Yes, actually, that was behaving.” She knew she probably shouldn’t, but the impulse hit her and she couldn’t help herself. “You should see what he’s like when we’re in the Black Lion together.”

           Lance snickered and closed his eyes. “I do not need to see that. Well… actually, I might not mind, but Keith would hit the ceiling.”

           “Really? He doesn’t seem sex-averse at all.”

           “Oh, trust me, Princess, he very much IS NOT.” She rolled her head over to find him grinning. “But he and Shiro have that whole ‘bro’ thing going on. He gets squidgy about it.”

           “‘Squidgy’?”

           “Yeah, y’know: squidgy.”

           “I know a dozen different languages, and none of them have such a word.”

           “It’s kind of like ‘ew’ but with more ‘ugh’ to it.”

           Her brow furrowed. “Anyway, he doesn’t like hearing about Shiro’s sex life? Is that the point you’re trying to make?”

           “Yeah, pretty much. I don’t mind though.”

           She laughed. “You already saw some of it! And, for the record, I was just trying to make tea. The rest of that was all his idea.” She cleared her throat. “Sometimes it feels like you and Keith aren’t even dating at all. If you hadn’t announced it over the Castle’s comm systems, I might not even believe it.”

           “Eh, Keith isn’t a big PDA person.”

           “Peedee… ?”

           “Eyyyyyyyyyy!” he finished with a grin. “Yeah, Public Displays of Affection. It kind of drove me nuts at first, but then I realized that it’s,” his voice softened from smugness into quiet satisfaction, “well, it’s kind of like I get to keep all of that to myself. Just for me.”

           “Aww, that’s kind of sweet.”

           “It is, isn’t it? It’s actually amazing how sweet Keith can be sometimes. Like, even when I think he’s not listening to me, and I’m just babbling and being annoying, he’ll say or do something days later that proves he really heard me. Like when I was running out of my moisturizer, and he…”

           “Oh, is that why he asked me about that? I thought maybe you were just rubbing off on him.”

           “Every chance I get!” Lance declared.

           She rolled her eyes, but stayed on subject. “He got that for you?”

           “Yeah, he did. And it works great, by the way!”

           “You are glowing,” she confirmed, “but I just assumed that was because of Keith himself and not the new skincare product.”

           Lance blushed a little but rolled his head over, opened both eyes, and grinned. “I ain’t the only one glowin’ around here, sister.”

           “I am not your sister nor am I glowing.”

           “GLOOOWWWINNNNG,” he insisted in a sing-song voice. “Shiro smiles and you light up like a Christmas tree.”

           “I don’t know what that is, but I’m certain you’re overstating it.” She was trying to ignore the fact that her face was heating up.

           “He’s a little more PDA than Keith is, anyway. The little cheek kisses and things like that. You two are like something out of a storybook.”

           “Oh, stop that, we are not.”

           “You totally are! The beautiful princess and her dashing knight! Er, paladin, in this case. It’s perfect.”

           “Well, you and Keith are the brothers-in-arms who always have each other’s backs, fighting side-by-side against evil. So I’m fairly certain you’re a storybook refugee yourself.”

           Lance grinned widely and leaned back against the tub. “Face it, Allura: You and I are pretty much the two luckiest people in the universe.”

           She smirked a little. “No, we’re not. Shiro and Keith are.”

           “I stand corrected.”

FACTS ABOUT CONNOR MURPHY (spoilers)

So I have decided to post all the facts and hints about Connor Murphy’s past that are shown in the musical. It’s hard to make out considering people in the fandom usually focus on the lies Evan tells to figure out Connor’s personality.

To get this conclusion (which I will post in a second) I literally skipped all scenes concerning Evan’s lies and went directly to the Murphy family and what they say. None of these facts/hints involve what Evan said about Connor.

First of all, I’ll say now that I have put my own interpretation on each of these facts.

And so, I will put all FACTS in BOLD.
Anything out of bold is my own interpretation and how I see it to be. It’s up to you to agree with me or disagree.

First, I will post my conclusions on each family member, and then afterwards, I will post the reasons for each one.

Zoe

Zoe was an emotional and verbal abuse victim. There is no evidence of physical abuse, although there were threats that could have potentially led to that. She has all the right to not grieve over Connor, in all honesty, she could have sent him to the police for what he did, but as an abuse victim, that is very hard to do. Connor was probably the cause of most of her insecurities and she hated him for that. The unhealthy habit of taking out his anger on the nearest person to him probably made him lash out at his sister whenever he had a panic attack. Judging by how he really did care enough to keep the creepy letter about his sister, written by Evan, in his pocket for 3 days before he committed suicide, it’s safe to say that he really regretted being mean to his sister and actually cared about her.

Connor’s mom, Cynthia

Connor’s mom was a woman obsessed with reputation. She’s known as the rich man’s wife, and wants more than anything to be a regular family. But because her son had mental illnesses, her perfect image was ruined. She acted as though she was there for him but when it came down to it, she did nothing. She pushed for therapy but after a while, her husband took him out of it because “it wasn’t worth the money,” and she basically went, “welp, I tried.” I will quote what I say later: Connor’s mom might not actually be sad that her son is gone, but rather, she’s ashamed that her family actually doesn’t care. It seems like Connor’s mom is filled with regret for not being there for her son, and she’s forcing her family to act like they regretted it too, because that’s what a real family should have been like. But this is only a personal theory.

Connor’s dad, Larry

Connor’s dad might be one of the main sources of his depression. It is very obvious to me that Connor’s dad believed him to be a disappointment. He didn’t grieve for his dead son and only played along to make his wife happy. He’s annoyed by the whole situation. It even seemed like he hated the fact that there was fake remnants of his son in Evan. Almost like he wished Connor wasn’t friends with Evan so he could just forget all about him and not need to deal with it. At some point he was a kind father. When they went to the orchard together for picnics, it seems like they were a happy family. Connor’s dad had played with their toy plane together and had some great memories. The whole family practically forgot about this, though. Connor’s dad didn’t cry at his own dead son’s funeral. I think that sums it up.

Connor Murphy

Connor was a complicated person. He had many different mental illnesses. I could research which ones he probably had, but there’s probably already a post somewhere on it already. One thing for sure, is that he was unstable. He might not have been like that his whole life, but at the time of knowing him, the time he was briefly alive in the show, he was incredibly unstable. Everything and anything could set him off, and he probably hated that about himself as well. Pushing away everyone near him that could possibly help and hating himself for doing so, spiraling himself into a closed minded world of self-hate and regret, which is something that many people can relate to, including me. He did a lot of horrible things to his sister and to his family. I don’t blame his family for not actually grieving him, he was a really bad person. The problem is, he could have been a good person as well. He had all the potential to get better. He talked to Evan, probably wishing to say sorry about pushing him earlier in the hall. He was trying, he wanted to try. He wanted to get better. He just gave up too soon.

This post is very long! I’m sorry. If you’d like to read more, I’m putting the reasons I’ve come to these conclusions under the cut.

Remember, ALL FACTS ARE IN BOLD. Anything else is my personal interpretation.

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