i like how this turned out yay

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Later…

Papa Kogane: Hey, Keith.

Keith: Yeah?

Papa Kogane: Did you say anything weird to Lance?

Keith: …No. Why?

Papa Kogane: He said something that sounded a lot like a line from that movie we watched–

Keith (laughing): Dad… Just let me have this.

//in which lance throws some interesting words over his shoulder on his way out. keith’s dad is perplexed. (Does…he know what he said?)

yay finished it! thx a bunch @tafih-toffee for letting me know that the korean i found was a bit too formal for a kid to say for which i am ever grateful cause i probs would have never considered that omg so let’s just say that keith heard it in a movie instead :D

i really liked how papa kogane turned out. he doesn’t look exactly like how he looked in the show, but i think it works :)

btw part 1 here

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top 10 stelena otp tags (as voted by our followers): #5 otp: i never unfell for him

I love him, Damon. He came into my life at a time when I needed someone and I fell for him instantly. No matter what I feel for you, I never unfell for him.

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OiHina Monthly: September - Road Trip Prompt

Inspired by @mooksmookin‘s wonderful road trip au. ♥ 

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I was going to draw a Mobomi prom pic but they dont seem to have proms in Japan so i comforted myself with Tsubomi in a suit and let me tell you , I am very comforted

7/2-17
I used a bunch of references. also tsubomi means (flower) bud

Pen Pals (Newt Scamander X Reader)

Requested: Yes

@thatthinghasclaws :  Newt Scamander soulmate AU? Where you can see what the other one writes on their skin. :)

Word Count: 2 248

A/N: Arg, this is probably so bad. Sorry for making you guys wait for so long! I’ve been super busy but I finally finished! Thank you so much for waiting patiently!

*****

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

A lot of strange things started happening ever since you turned eleven and found out about a magical world that was living parallel to the only world you thought existed; the Muggle world. That is, if you could even call it a world at all, what’s a world without magic? But, if possible, things were getting even weirder now.

You were sitting at a desk in a boring Transfiguration class, fighting hard to keep your eyelids from falling. Professor Dumbledore was happily explaining about some fancy Transfiguration spells, preparing you and all of the other Fifth Years for the upcoming O.W.L.s. Oh, the dreadful O.W.L.s. You shivered at the thought, reminding yourself that you still had a little over a week to prepare.

Still bored, you discreetly glance over at Newt Scamander, who was sitting a few seats away to your left. He looked as enthusiastic about all this as the rest of the class. You watched him scribble down a few notes and admired his neat-messy handwriting from afar before he snaps his head up and his green eyes meet yours. You quickly avert your eyes and pretend that nothing happened.
You and he had a…“strictly platonic”…okay fine, “not even really friends yet” type of relationship. There was no denying you had a massive crush on the freckled Hufflepuff, but you were sure that he didn’t share the same feelings. Ah well, maybe something would happen eventually, but that was currently the last thing you wanted to worry about.

“(Y/N), are you following along? You seem distracted.” Professor Dumbledore says curtly, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You nod your head furiously, hair flying everywhere, desperately hoping you looked alert or better yet; awake. He smiles.

“Well if that’s so, will you please tell the class what I was going to turn this goblet into?” he asks with a sweet smile, his eyes twinkling from behind his glasses.

“Umm, a potato?” you say idiotically, mentally facepalming yourself and giving up on life in general, as the whole class started giggling uncontrollably. Some boys even fell out of their chairs, for dramatic effect of course. You rolled your eyes and giggled too, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em!

You hopefully glanced at Newt and your heart jumped slightly as you saw him chuckling too. Yes, you made him laugh! Well, he was probably laughing at you but you still made him laugh and that was good enough for you.

*****

~Newt’s P.O.V.~

He laughed softly and looked at you through his long lashes. There was no denying it, he had strong feelings for you but he was always too shy to gather the courage to talk to you.
Sighing quietly, he admired your handwriting from his seat, thinking that the tiny letters looked as adorable as you did.

*****

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

“Please pay attention now (Y/N), I want you to do well,” Dumbledore says gently yet firmly and you nod, relieved that you weren’t getting detention.

Minutes passed and the class returned to its boring state. You sighed and picked up your feathered quill and dipped the tip in ink.
You lazily proceeded to draw on the back of your hand, writing random little phrases and words.

*****

~Newt’s P.O.V.~

He jumped slightly in his seat as he felt a tingling sensation tickling the back of his left hand.
He cautiously looked around to make sure no one else saw his little jump and he peered at his hand. The words I’m so bored appeared on his hand in what appeared to be black ink, as if the letters were being written on with an invisible pen in the air.

He blinked a couple times, utterly confused. What was going on? Were these words reflecting his feelings? He definitely felt bored but this hasn’t happened before?…

He felt tingling again and he quickly looked down.

Lalalalalalalalala was scribbled across the palm of his hand now.
Yeah, these definitely weren’t his thoughts and this was all getting more than a little strange.

He picked up his own quill and dipped it in a vial of ink. He was going to try something…
The tip of his quill moved swiftly across the soft flesh of his hand.

*****

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

You yelp as you feel tingling on the back of your hand next to your own little scrawls.
You watch in surprise and wonder as delicate little letters appear, spelling out Hello?

Professor Dumbledore turns to you again after hearing your surprised little sound and quirks up an eyebrow.

“What is it this time (Y/N)? Would you like to share with the class why you felt the need to take such a sharp intake of breath?” he smiles kindly as you shake your head furiously, and he resumes his lesson.

Shaking nervously you grip your quill and write on your hand again. All the ink of your precious conversations, if you even call them conversations, was still etched onto your soft flesh.

Hi. What’s going on and who are you? you write.

The tingling comes back.

Beats me, though I must admit this is rather fascinating. Who are you?

No fair, I asked first.

Well, I asked last.

Okay fine, just tell me this; you aren’t some murderer, right?

Oh no, definitely not. If it makes you fell any better I attend Hogwarts and I’m sitting in a rather boring class right now. This is quite the highlight of my day.

Oh thank goodness, I’m at Hogwarts too! Maybe we could try finding each other?

You were slowly starting to inch your way up your arm for you were running out of room on your hand.

*****

~Newt’s P.O.V.~

Well, this is very interesting, he thought as he dipped his quill in ink again.

Or maybe we should keep this anonymous? That way we could talk without feeling awkward around each other. What do you say?

He waits patiently, drumming his fingers on his desk, eagerly waiting for a reply.

Sure! We could be pen pals! Cheesy, I know but it will definitely keep us entertained during boring classes, like the one I’m in right now.

Pen pals it is! Who’s class are you in right now?

Dumbledore. You?

Same, actually! So we have now established that we are also in the same year, how exciting!

Yay, this will definitely be fun. But do you have any idea why all this is even happening?

No idea. But I’m glad I’ve found a new friend, even if I don’t exactly know who you are. I’m terribly sorry if this is getting weird, but I already like you.

Brilliant, I like you already too! And don’t worry, it will definitely get weirder once you’ve seen my doodles. Now, on to more pressing matters; we seem to have run out of space on our left arms, how do we erase all this?!

*****

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

Turns out that a little bit of soap and water did the trick, no magic was needed. You and your pen pal had become rather close in the next few weeks and you learned that the two of you were of the opposite gender. That made it even more exciting for you in a way.

You always felt like you had a secret, a good secret, making sure to cover up your arms with your robes after a long class.

You were making your way to the nearest washroom to rid your skin of ink when you bumped into Newt on the way.

You blush as you realize who you just crashed into and your hand instinctively pulls down the sleeves of your robes, hiding the smudges of ink and your conversations with your secret friend.

“Ah, sorry about that…” Newt apologizes with a gentle smile.

“It’s fine,” you say quickly and you mentally slap yourself. Great job, the one time you ever talked to your crush and you had to say “I’m fine”? Arg, you always blew it.

Without saying another word, you scurry off to your next class, plop yourself down in your chair and pull out a vial of ink. You try to find a bare spot on your arms and you manage to squeeze in a tiny sentence.

*****

~Newt’s P.O.V.~

He was still blushing after your little encounter and he felt a tingle on his arm as he sat down in the library to study for he was done all his classes for the day.

Hey, we’re like, super tight now right?

He smiles and pulls out his own quill, swiftly replying.

Yeah, I mean, we have been chatting for over a month now. I’d say we’re pretty close and we know quite a bit about each other.

Okay, good because I wanted to ask you for some advice. I have a crush and he’s a dude and since you’re a dude too you know stuff that I don’t, am I right?

Umm, sure? I guess that makes sense.

Well, here I go anyways. So I’ve liked him for quite some time now and I just bumped into him in the hallways but I really couldn’t bring myself to say anything, what should I do?

Blimey, I just met my crush in the hallways a few minutes ago! he wrote, shaking his head in wonder. You two were more alike than he thought.

Ah! Okay, answer my questions later. Tell me all about her!

Well, I’m in the same situation as you. I’ve liked her since I’ve laid eyes on her but I’m too shy to make a move.

I suggest talking to her! How bad can it be? You’ve got to work up some courage and I’m sure you’ll do great! I believe in you!

I could say the same to you! Why don’t we both attempt to talk to our crushes and meet up to see how it went.

Wait, did you just say meet up!?

Yeah, I’d say it’s about time to see each other, wouldn’t you?

Yes!!! I’ve been waiting for this moment! I’m sure you’re lovely!

*****

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

You agreed to meet up with PP (your nickname for your pen pal) by the main entrance. But before that happened, you had to try to work up the guts to talk to Newt. Yeah, that was the tricky part.

He found you before you saw him.

“Umm hi (Y/N),” he said with a shy grin, his beautiful hair falling like a halo on his head. You stood there like an idiot, no words coming out.

Abort mission! Abort mission! you scream in your head.

“I’m sorry Newt, I can’t talk right now. I need to meet someone.” you blurt before rushing off towards the main entrance.

Well, that failed.
You hold back tears as you run.

*****

~Newt’s P.O.V.~

Well, that failed.
He miserably watched you go and felt something odd in his chest. His breathing got heavier. Did you just reject him or were you just really busy? He couldn’t say.

He finally decided that he should probably go meet his pen pal. At least that would cheer him up.

“Oh, Mr. Scamander! Will you help me move these textbooks to another room?” Professor Dumbledore asks Newt, beckoning him over.

Newt opens his mouth to tell him that he was busy but the professor would hear none of it. Newt sighed and made a mental note to apologize to his pen pal later.

*****

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

Hello? you write, standing alone by the entrance, finally beginning to calm down after the very one-sided conversation with Newt. You hadn’t meant to seem rude, you just…panicked.
You’ve been waiting for 20 minutes now and no one showed up.

I’m on my way!

A frantic scribble appears next to your sentence and you huff, slightly annoyed yet still tingling with excitement. Even though you had failed to talk to Newt, you were finally going to meet your new friend!

Soon, you hear footsteps running towards you and you turn, only to see Newt panting a couple feet away from you. What was he doing here?

“Hi, Newt. Umm, what are you doing here?” you ask, your voice coming out as a little squeak as he straightens up.

“Uh, I am here to meet someone.”

Your heart fell as he looked away, clearly avoiding eye contact. When would your pen pal show up?

*****

~Newt’s P.O.V.~

Oh no, why was she here? He was even more nervous now than before!
He hastily looked away before blushing furiously, refusing to face her.

The two of you stood opposite to each other, both leaning against the wall, waiting and not daring to speak to each other for you were both nervously shaking.

******

~(Y/N)’s P.O.V.~

You frantically pull out your quill and shakily start to write.

Where are you?

A tingle.

I’m here waiting for you!

You blink as the writing appears and your breath hitches in the back of your throat. It couldn’t be…

You and Newt both turn and spontaneously walk towards each other.

You shakily lift up your arm and he does too, like a mirror mimicking your precise movements.

Your arms are now side by side and the words you just exchanged were both printed on your forearms.

You tilt your head up just enough to look at him and your eyes brighten with realization.

“It’s you.” you both murmur at the same time.

You’re Being Ridiculous- Tyler Seguin

Originally posted by mattyymarts

Ok anon, I hope this was what you were looking for. Generally you guys like fluffy so I made it fluffy! Hope you all like it!

Warning: cusses

Anon Request: I love your writing! Can you please do a Tyler Seguin imagine where he gets extremely jealous and you get into a huge argument? Thank you!!

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              This was such a ridiculous conversation, you couldn’t actually believe you were having it with Tyler.

              “Why is this such a big deal?” you asked.

Keep reading

The Riddler has a pleasant chat while eating lunch in the park on a sunny day

(yay Jon!)

Previously:

The Riddler gets the body hidden early and goes out for a drink with the Penguin.

The Riddler starts a rock collection

The Riddler isn’t missing a left sock for his pair

The Riddler starts a new artistic hobby

The Riddler finds shoes that fit on the first try

The Riddler’s pie turns out perfect

The Riddler meets someone who likes his riddles

The Riddler gets a bottle of maple syrup

The library has the book the Riddler wanted to check out

The Riddler repaints his hideout

The Riddler passes Catwoman uneventfully on the street

The Riddler takes a dance class

A/N HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED CHILD, CHIAKI.

Games-Giving - wherein Nanami gives out games to the rest of the sdr2 kids

Somewhere in between the crammed spaces was a logical explanation as to why everyone was packed into Nanami’s already condensed cottage.

Initially, she wanted to bring her stuff with her to the lobby where it’s much more spacious but looking back at her hoards of console she knew that it would take too many trips and by then someone would have walked in and ruined the surprise for the rest. Besides, wasn’t this a surprise in its own way? Granted there’s barely enough room for them to breathe and much less to play but it would have to do. Once everyone had settled in as much as they could possibly have, Nanami started handing out the games and necessary consoles.

“Hanamura, you’re getting Cooking Mama.” She says and before he could be offended at a cheap knock-off of real cooking, she explains her choice. “I know how much you miss your mom… I know that the mama here isn’t exactly like yours, maybe. But I figured it might help with the homesickness hopefully.”

He looks at a loss for words. “This is… a wonderful choice.” And before he could get sappy, old habits kick in. “I’ll have you know that you are an exquisite choice yourself. You don’t need to flatter me with gifts if you want to spend a good time with me.”

She listens quietly, unresponsive. And then stoically turns to her next recipient. “I got you Fat Princess. It reminded me a lot of you while I was playing. It has food and strategy, I thought you’d like it… I guess.”

Twogami chuckles and it is a genuine heartfelt laughter. He’s more than happy to know that he was thought of especially by his one defining character trait. “It’s a worthy recommendation. I shall hold back my judgement until I finish it in all of its glory.”

She takes that as a sign that he likes it so she turns to meet the curious stare of a redhead. “I got you Life is Strange. It’s about this photography student but it’s less about taking photos and more of time travel I think… The protag is a girl with short hair and her freckles reminded me of you coincidentally.”

“Oh, wow that’s some… weirdly specific coincidences.” Koizumi admits it’s not quite the game she was expecting. She expected a typical point and shoot (with a camera) game but definitely not time traveling.

“Her name’s Max so I guess you both have names starting with M.” Nanami adds and then tilts her head in inquiry. “Are you okay with this? I can get you something else.”

“And miss out on time powers? I think not.” Koizumi just shakes her head. Sure, why not? It’d be a nice experience to see in someone else’s viewfinder for a change of perspective. “Besides, where else am I going to find a game that stars a girl and photography?”

She nods in agreement. Before Nanami could move on to whom she had planned for next, Saionji beats her to the punch as she unceremoniously jumps onto her. “Me! What about me? What did big sis Nanami get for me?”

She hands her the game with an excited smile. “I think you’ll like this one… Bully is an open world with the usual freedom of Rockstar games.”

“You had me at bully.” Saionji grins deviously.

Nanami shakes her head. “It’s not exactly that kind of game…”

“But I still get to do the stuff I like, right?” She smirks and breaks into childish cheer. “Yay! Thank you so much for this! I’ll play it to my heart’s content!”

She then turns to the nurse who jumps at the sudden attention. “Mikan, I got you Trauma Center. I know it’s far from the actual thing but I’m not exactly sure how… different it is.” There’s a certain genteleness in the way she hands out the game. And shyly, she asks, “Is it alright if I ask for your feedback on this?”

Mikan is still shocked from the experience of affection that it takes her a beat or two to stammer back, “T-Thank you! I’ll cherish this forever!!” She cries as she holds onto the game tightly to her chest. “You can count on me! I’ll be sure to point out all the inaccuracies.”

“Thank you, too.” Nanami then turns to the more if not the most excited member of the group. She smiles as she gestures to the whole setup behind her. “Ibuki, you get rockband… The full set.”

“Awesome! Ibuki has always wanted to play on these!” Ibuki hollers and she’s already at the drums while holding both the guitar and the bass. She looks just about ready to play all instruments at the same time. “The frets on the guitar are buttons! Kyaaah! How wild is that!”

Nanami can’t help but get carried along with Ibuki’s energy. She’s still smiling when she turns to Pekoyama. “If it’s sword slashing precision then the best I have is Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance. You’ll probably appreciate the free slicing blade mode rather than the button mashing on most games… I think.”

Pekoyama gratefully accepts the gift with a bow. “This is quite thoughtful of you. Thank you. I will try my best to master the fighting style here.”

“And when you get bored of that, take a break and play this instead…” She hands her a portable console this time and when Pekoyama opens it, the game is already on and it’s absolutely adorable. “It’s Nintendogs. Now those fluffballs won’t run away from you… probably.”

“I…” Pekoyama’s speechless but that’s mostly because she’s distracted by the puppies hounding at her screen. No animal has ever approached her with such zeal that it catches her off-guard. It’s a surprise that she’s more than willing to welcome. She locks eyes with Nanami and her lips tug slightly into a sincere smile. “I will remember to return this goodwill of yours.”

It doesn’t go past Kuzuryuu who watched the whole exchange. When Nanami turned to him, he was caught unaware and so his defenses shot up. “Heh, so you’re giving away games based on what we do? Don’t tell me you got me one of those dumb trying hard yakuza themed games.”

She shook her head. “I don’t think you’ll like Yakuza that much so I suggest Mafia as a better alternative…” She innocently tilts her head. “Then maybe it’s better when you think it’s a different culture?”

“Ha! You got a lot of nerve thinking I’ll play crap like that.” He scoffs at her.

“I’m not. I think you’re more respectable than that… maybe.” She says not quite sure what she wants to mean. She gives him a different game instead. “This is Undertale. I think you’ll like the Fight or Mercy mechanics. You’ll choose well, probably.”

“Hmph, whatever.” He crosses his arms but his expression softens. She got him a game with a pacifist route and he appreciates the gesture. He murmurs, “But thanks anyways. I guess I’ll give it a try when I’ve got nothing else to do.”

“I’m sure you’ll love it… I think.” Nanami crosses the room to the other half of the class and Sonia catches her eyes first. “I was trying to find a game where the protag is a princess but it was hard so… I just went for the game with an… intense female main character. Tomb Raider’s a classic and you’re pretty hardcore like Lara Croft.”

Sonia reads through the summary at the back with sparkling eyes. “Oh, I have always wanted to go on my own expeditions without royal guards hounding me!” She claps her hands in her excitement. “I think this is just a lovely game filled with action and adventure! Thank you!”

“Ah, Gundam.” She moved on to the next person on her list. “I know you don’t like games about breeding animals since you consider them…” She squints as she tries to find the exact words that he used. “An insult to the actual gods?”

“That is correct!” Gundam agrees with a scowl. “Those are outright blasphemy! Why waste time on fakes when there are actual gods among us? If I were not such a forgiving Dark Lord then I would have rained judgement on all of those atrocities!”

“But is it okay as long as it’s not based on actual animals?” She asks with uncertainty. She didn’t want to offend Gundam but she’s not sure how well he’ll take this suggestion of hers. “Monster Rancher is a classic for your type. You get to learn about raising a whole bunch of new species that are literally out of this world… Here, look.”

Gundam inspects the game with a snarl at first but as he goes through the monsters, he finds himself more intrigued rather than disgusted. A whole new world to conquer, huh? He breaks out into raucous laughter. “Feast your eyes on these poor lost souls! The time has come for the Tanaka Kingdom to recruit yet more unearthly races! Cower in fear as our strength increases right before your eyes! Bwahaha!”

“Oi, do your delusions more quietly! Nobody cares!” Souda shouts but it falls onto deaf ears since Gundam is already absorbed in raising his first monster. He doesn’t want to accept being ignored but then he remembers that he hasn’t gotten his game yet and so he turns to Nanami with expectant eyes. “Man, looks like everyone’s getting good picks. So what do I get? Is it cool? It’s definitely cooler than dork lord’s over there, right?”

Nanami’s smile is playful. This one was trickier to find but it was an achievement to finally get it. She pulls out a box and brings out its contents. There’s the game and console and… a mini-robot. “Meet R.O.B., he’s your partner for playing Gyromite.”

“This is…” He gapes over the robot and his hands roam over across the plastic, he’s already picking it apart in his mind and deciphering how it works. He expected a game but he did not expect it to come with its own mini-robot. His eyes are shining and he almost looks in love. “This is fricking sweet.”

Even Nanami thought it was cool and she’s sure that Souda thinks of it a tenfold more. While Souda was busy mooning over his new toy, she sets up Owari’s. “I couldn’t find anything close to your ideal but… Wii Sports is close enough, maybe. As long as you strap on the remote and keep your distance, you can play boxing to your heart’s content.”

“So I basically beat people up by actually beating them up?” She shouts a battle cry and gets fired up on the spot. “Yosh! I’m game for this!”

“Nidai, I got you FIFA Manager among other coaching games… I couldn’t decide which one would be your favorite.” She adds that last part shyly but he takes them with a smile as always.

“I’m the best at managing my players! I’ll even be the best in these games of yours!” Nidai lets out a hearty laugh. “I’d watch out for your highscore if I were you.”

“I’ll take that as a challenge.” She then turns to the last two of her list.

Komaeda is already wearing his trademark lopsided smile and is eager to see what new hope would be born out of this. “I’m grateful that you would even consider giving me a game- the embodiment of your hope- when I’m trash undeserving of such greatness. I feel bad that you bothered thinking about me when I’m worthless.”

Nanami lets out a sigh and her hands are on Komaeda’s face in a heartbeat. “Stop talking like that or you won’t get yours.”

“But I don’t-”

“Stop.” She puffs her cheeks while she pinches his.

“Ow! Okay, okay. I concede.” He chuckles and even raises his hands in a show of defeat. “I’m still new to this whole thing about people thinking I’m worth more than I really am.”

She stares at him for a long time, judgingly, taking his words into careful consideration. She huffs again and releases him. “Close enough.”

“Well you do inspire me to try, you know.” He smiles and there’s laughter dancing on his lips. “The truth is I’ve never been this excited in my life! Oh, aside from that time I received my acceptance letter to Hope’s Peak Academy that is.”

Somehow he always brings back the conversation to hope. She shakes her head and there’s a small smile forming. “Here. Try this.”

He takes the phone in his hand with the camera on and it surprises him slightly when something else appears on the screen. “Uh, Nanami? Is there supposed to be a creature here?”

Her hand quickly swipes the phone out from his grip and her face practically beams. “A Lapras! As expected from Komaeda’s luck!” She flicks her finger a few times and by the fifth pokeball, she catches it with a triumphant smile. “I’ve been looking everywhere for her. Thanks for helping me out.”

“No problem.” He chuckles and then inquires, “So I’m guessing that wasn’t actually my game.”

She smiles shyly and then hands him his true gift. “That’s Legend of Mana and it’s legendary for its unique luck system. Almost the whole game is rigged on luck… I think.”

“I see. Then it is fitting for me.” He smiles broadly. “As expected from the ultimate gamer. Instead of bringing me the usual games, you hand me an excellent rpg. I will not let you down and maximize my luck just as much as your hope inspires me!”

“As long as you have fun.” She giggles and there’s a cough behind her. When she turns around, she sees the only person who has yet received a game from her. She smiles wider. “Hello there, Hinata.”

“Uh, hi.” He flushes and then straightens himself after a shaky breath. He fidgets from being too tense for his own good. He’s nervous even though he has no reason to be. He looks like the only person who’s afraid of what he’s about to get. “I know I don’t have any talent and all… so I’m sure you had a hard time finding a game for me.”

“Oh, not really.” She objects readily and she makes sure that her voice comes out as reassuring as possible. She finds his worries odd especially when there’s no trouble at all. “Actually… I picked out yours first.”

“What?” He shoots her a look of confusion. And when he holds the game in his hands, he feels absolutely lost. “Danganronpa…?”

“I feel like it’s life-and-death important for you to be good at this.” Nanami says in a tone that’s too serious to be talking about just games. And then in the next moment, she’s back to her laidback self. “By the way, it’s a series and I’ve already finished the latest one: New Danganronpa V3 or ndrv3 for short.”

“Um…” He’s still staring at the game and trying hard to read its hidden meaning but he comes up with nothing. He feels that there’s a joke somewhere in there that he’s missing. “Wait, so how did you end up picking this out for me?”

“Just an important feeling… probably.” She casually shrugs. There’s something cryptic underneath her words but he doesn’t have the code to decipher them and so he just loads the game with skepticism and caution. She nods at him approvingly. “When you’re done with that one, I’ll lend you the second one. I’m sure you’ll find the sequel more… interesting, I think.”

Nanami pulls out her own portable console and continues the minigame she left off. Every now and then she looks up to check on her classmates if they needed any help but they’re too engrossed with their own games, some more loudly than others. Playing games with everyone here is different from her usual peaceful solitude but it’s a good kind of different. It’s nice, she thinks.

And in this crammed cottage of Nanami’s where everyone is busy having fun, she thinks that everything is as it should be.

Taking Advantage of You- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by temipanarin

Ok so I wasn’t sure how to start this one, that being said, I think it turned out ok! Andre gets kinda PMS-y but… Mikey is in this one!! Yay! The brobean is back in DC! Any who, I hope you all enjoy!

Warning: mentions of drinking and drunk reader

Anon Request: Hi! Can you do another Andre Burakovsky imagine please. One where Michael Latta is visiting Andre and his gf and Michael is telling Andres gf how amazing she is because she does everything and Andre gets jealous and sad because he feels like he’s taking his gf for granted.

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              “Hey babe” you said, standing on your tip toes to kiss Andre sweetly. “Hey Mikey” you gave the other boy a huge hug. Andre had just brought Mike home from the airport. You had missed the third brobean. “Rockford treating you ok?”

              “Like a prince” Mike joked.

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anonymous asked:

jumin x mc secret dating but like the rfa is noticing hints like how mc and jumin like look at each other for just a second too long and then the rfa finds them making out in the bathroom or something idk i just love secret dating so much

OMG YAYS FIRST REQUEST HOPE U LIKE IT THIS TURN OUT TO BE SO LONG OMG I WROTE IT IN SUCH A SHORT TIME TOO I WONDER IF ITS OKAY (see notes) btw check out my cat!jumin x cat!mc fic      do leave some love <3


“Darling, are you here yet? I miss you dearly.” A popup message snapped you out of boredom while you were in an uber on your way to the second RFA party you coordinated.

Chuckling slightly, you texted back. “Yes, I’m arriving. I miss you too, Jumin, but please remember to keep this our ♡ little ♡ secret ♡ ”

“Texting your….boyfriend? I recognise that type of smile~” Your driver glanced at you with an iknewit smirk creeping up his wrinkled features.

“Oh nonono, it’s nothing like that! We’re just friends .” (Just in case Seven is eavesdropping this conservation as Seven was the one who picked your uber driver after some illegal hacking to ensure you and the apartment’s safety.)

~Fast forward to arriving at the venue~
You weren’t late but the guests were EARLY . The facade of the hall was already jam-packed with guests and reporters. Of course, Jaehee and Yoosung were already there attending to the guests while the oh‐so‐pretty Zen were ambushed by reporters. Your gaze wondered away into the hall, delving through the crowd, in‐search for Ju‐‐

“MC! You’re here, finally~ WOW, I thought you needed PhD Pepper but you look fiiiiiine tonight!” a familiar voice called for you from your left. Forcing a sheepish laugh, you greeted the energetic redhead, sight still focusing on the crowd. “Heya, Seven. Thanks for that ehem….m‐marvelous joke. Have you, by any chance, saw Ju‐‐I mean V??” Calm down , MC . You can’t show special interests in Jumin. Let’s just hope that he’s with V.

“V?” Seven imitated his own ’???’ emoji. “I think he is arriving a little late, MC.”

“What about V?” The husky baritone spoke from behind, with ever so trivial emotions. Cold shivers tickled down your spine as you turned around to meet gaze with the ashen orbs. Jumin Han was clad in a custom falcon Armani suit, with an amethyst handkerchief neatly tugged in the left pocket. It was unbutton though, but you liked that it revealed the dark platinum waistcoat that tightly secured his torso, lines formed by the buttons as a result. The innermost white shirt was paired with a black Burberry monogram necktie. His tight pants that contoured his lower body so perfectly probably came with the Armani suit. His patent leather oxford shoes were scuff‐free and shiny, the lace were symmetrical like no one has witness before. His eyes widened a little when you faced him. Jumin’s heart skipped a beat; you were smoking hot. Your crimson low‐cut evening gown had lace details covering your skin,yet in the meanwhile showing off your assets to the world and it was suffice to tease the corporate heir. The red lipstick encouraged him more to make you his right there and then, but also for your sake he was holding back all his inappropriate thoughts. Swallowing down his desires, he clenched his jaws.

“That was such an awkward 4 seconds witnessing the exchange of stares of amusement…Are you two…..? Hohoho~ I knew it! The rumor comes out‐‐ ” You interrupted Seven at the nick of time with your voice pitching a tone higher, “ANYYways…I was looking for V because I have something to discuss with him.” shit will jumin be angry with me im scared

Jumin furrowed slightly, piercing his stares right into your soul. “I know where he is. Come with me, MC.” He wasn’t giving you any options and took avail of your free hand, locking it with his and marshaling you through the crowd hurriedly. “Oh, and, Luciel. Assistant Kang needs your help.”
Seven went out to the entrance where Jaehee was. To his surprise, V was there.

“Wait. What? V? Oh. Ahhhh. WOAH. ” No one can beat this smartie pants. ;‐) ;‐)

With one arm snaking around your waist and another swiftly shutting the door of the tiny preparation room behind you, Jumin hungrily pulled your into a deep kiss, absorbing all your consciousness out. After somewhat of an eternity, you both parted for a breath. You could smell his luxurious Dolce & Gabanna musk lingering around his nape. He was still fixated on your twinkles while you trailed your phalanges down his well‐built pectorals, but he suddenly halted your movements by gripping on your left wrist firmly. “Is V the first thing you thought of when you reached here, my love?” He questioned imperatively. You were shocked by his concerns but let’s be honest, jealous men are the cutest.

“Huh? No way, Jumin. I was looking for you! I thought you might be with V. Don’t worry, I’m only yours.” You displayed a reassuring grind and it seemed to do the trick. He loosened his grip, using that same hand to explore every inch of your curves concealed by the fabric, and then slowly travelling down to your ass and groped it hard .He earned a lewd groan you failed to suppress that echoed the emptiness. A smirk burgeon like a bouquet of red roses on his visage, the left hand busy holding your left leg up to his waist, making you succumb to his dominance.

“I knew these red Louboutins suit your elegant legs. Glad you liked it. Let’s go for shopping again tomorrow, I’ll buy you more heels.” He surprised you with a chaste kiss, it was warm but complete, kind but fierce. This man truly missed you. Slowly caressing your flesh, he then relished you like an appetiser wine, pushing his tongue into you, familiarising himself with the foreign but welcoming oasis of yours, in a forceful but rhythmic tempo. You moaned slowly, sending vibrations on him. Jumin took that as an appreciation sign and went on excavating more and more moans from your mouth. You found your fingers intertwined in his raven hair as you encouragingly pushed him forward for a deeper sensation, tongue dancing with his. To him, you were bodacious tonight like a ripening fruit, waiting for him to pluck at the right moment. Through his body language, you knew that he was also stating that he would not forgive you for letting him be all hot and bothered. You have to pay. this. astute. businessman. back.

“Knock knock” ,came a voice from the other side of the wooden boundary. Both of you freezed in motion. Oh boy oh boy how did they know we are here;;

“Who’s there?” You replied in your best calm voice while you both readjusted each other’s disheveled appearance.

“Luciel~” Of course it’s him, who else would it be, you thought to yourself. But just to buy the both of you some time you decided to entertain the hacker.

“Luciel who?”
“Luciel come out now, MC and hyung lololol the party is starting in a minute~”

“It’s okay, princess. Just walk out like nothing happened.” Jumin straightened his tie and recollected his stoic composure. You took a thorough breathe, and unleashed the outer world. Sure enough, Seven, Jaehee, Yoosung and V formed a beeline for the two of you. Seven has his smile stretching until his ears, Jaehee had an I‐dont ‐ want‐to‐know‐about‐my‐boss's‐personal‐life face while adjusting her glasses, poor Yoosung couldn’t hide his blush and V was truly happy about Jumin (??) .

“MC had to readjust her dress. I was just trying to help her. That’s it.” Jumin simply stated with a poker face, thinking this could brush off their suspicion.

“It’s okay, Jumin. Why not we all gossip about this later? Let’s hurry up to begin the event before the guests get bored.” V gently hit Jumin’s back, hinting a got‐your‐back‐bro thing.

Sidney Crosby #4.2

Because I know a lot of you weren’t happy with this Sidney Crosby drabble, I did a part two!! Yay! <3 I hope you like this one. Enjoy!

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You know how when you spend too much time with a person, you catch all their quirks and you become more alike? Your mom, who hated Japanese food, turned out loving sushi after being married to your dad for years. Your cousin eventually liked listening to All Time Low after dating that punk-rocker wannabe… things like that.

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Hearts - YOI  *** CONTAINS SPOILERS***

Yay it’s finally finished! I really liked the song and liked editing clips to this. It seemed to take a while to finish this though and that’s probably due to being busy at times. Anyway I liked how it turned out and look forward to working on my next video. Enjoy!