i love this show with a burning passion,

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You were able to reach within everybody’s souls with every song you write and every melody you create. And although you have a way with words that makes it seem like every song you write is a story that everyone has personally been through even if they haven’t., the creative combination of notes and elements you create even without the words is enough to make a person emotional and I think that’s why I truly believe that you’re meant to be where you are right now.  But you know what makes people—your members, your colleagues, your fans and even non-fans—regard you with respect shining in their eyes? It’s the blatant truth you say, the unfiltered thoughts that slip past your lips, and even the reality in jokes you spout.. It’s quite endearing and refreshing to see someone like you—an idol. a celebrity—so, so relatable that unknowingly, in a way, you blur the line between you and us, your fans. Honestly, I could go on and on and on that I’d even rap on the spot about how precious you are to me and to everyone else. *clears throat and bobs head to the imaginary beat* Uhuh. Yeah. Okay. Let’s go. This is a rap. I am rapping now.  About Min Yoongi. And his gummy smile. And his—OKAYYYYY I think that was enough. But just know that I’d do it….. lol. 

Never stop showing the same burning passion you have for music (and your dream to become a rock) because that’s how you’ve inspired people in different parts of the world. Never stop letting people believe to keep dreaming and dreaming and dreaming. Never stop saying the truth as it is. And I hope you continue to share parts of yourself in every music you create. Suga. Agust D. Min Yoongi. Min Yoonji. I love you so much. You deserve the world and nothing lesser than the world. The universe even. Happy Birthday, my grumps! #HappySugaDay

me navigating this game of thrones obsessed world while hating game of thrones with a burning passion but accepting that there’s no new asoiaf book yet so i get ready for a full game of thrones season 7 hatewatch session because i’m literally dying for any type of content even if it’s utter shit and frankly also i love watching shows featuring handsome men with long hair and beards because that’s who i am inside

seefin  asked:

"Auror!Harry partnering up with Unspeakable/Ministry worker/consultant etc" ys pls !! :)))) I am interested!!!!! sign me up/count me in etc etc xxxxxx

WITH PLEASURE! This is also for the other people who wanted this i.e. @captaintrashdrarry @not-all-those-who-wonder-r-lost @brightowl @markedplaces @miaunderstress (and whoever I forgot). Here goes!

Auror!Harry partnering with non-Auror!Draco fic recs

Eternally Consistent by kitsunealyc (44k)
Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter assumed they would never be anything but civil enemies, until Potter lands on Malfoy’s doorstep, bleeding, covered in curses, and acting very strangely indeed.
(Aaagh this fic is so good I can’t. The romance and love, the wit and sass and flirting. A brilliant Unspeakable!Draco, too. EVERY scene is my favorite!!)

Settle in my slow-burning heart by Teatrolley (10k)
Five years after the war Draco is working a tech developer job in the Auror Office, and it’s all great except this one thing: Harry Potter works there, too. Things only become stranger when Harry starts bringing Draco ugly souvenirs back from his work travels. When Harry then shows up injured in Draco’s flat, Draco considers the possibility that he’s going insane.
(The writing style in this one! It kills me every time, I love the characterizations, Harry in particular being adorkable. So passionate, soft, and easy together.)

The Light More Beautiful by firethesound (81k)
Thirteen years after Draco accepts Potter’s help escaping the horror of his sixth year, he returns to England where he makes the unfortunate discovery that Potter is still as obnoxious as ever. And worse, more than a decade overseas hasn’t been enough to dim Draco’s obsession with him.
(A++ favorite favorite favorite fic, it is hilarious with these amazing details, the pining is excruciating. Harry is an Auror instructor and Draco invents things.)

When Hearts Are Freed by oldenuf2nb (23k)
When Draco Malfoy’s gallery is robbed and a priceless magical artifact is stolen, he finds himself working with Chief Auror Harry Potter to both recover the fabulous necklace, and to prove he didn’t steal it himself.
(I’m so happy with this fic, there’s assertive!Harry and romance and mystery and stolen kisses. The Romanov family jewels!! Such good writing too.)

Nightcall by femmequixotic and noeon (116k)
A hideously mauled corpse is found sprawled across the paving stones of Brick Lane in the East End of London. Inspector Harry Potter–widely believed to be the lead candidate for next Deputy Head Auror–is called in to investigate a possible magical crime. To make matters worse, his occasional lover and former school-nemesis, Viscount Draco Malfoy, now billing himself as a consulting criminologist, shows up at the crime scene to aid in the investigation of the suspicious death. Neither man will go away from the case unchanged, but will their combined forces be enough to fight the tide of danger that is sweeping London in the summer of 1910? And if they plumb the depths of the case, what bones of the past will they uncover?
(I love this fic, it is the coolest thing, the case freaks me out and the Drarry in it gives me LIFE. Excellent writing, such passion, such an original setting.)

The Darkness Before the Dawn by Ren (55k)
A mysterious creature is loose in London, stalking and killing people. Auror Harry Potter requests the help of a liaison from the Beast Division and gets saddled with Draco Malfoy. Will they be able to stop the creature before it claims more lives?
(YESS THIS ONE. They are so sweet together and they argue so much, Draco is all clever with the formulas, and the case is interesting. Very nice.)

and Hope to Die by olimakiella (24k)
Strategically placed pieces of Wizarding artwork are going missing in the United Kingdom. Only, when the dots are connected to a darker plot, Harry learns that there are classified places in the Ministry that only few people get to see. And just what the hell is the Centre of Magical Intelligence anyway?
(Holy crap, I love this fic so much and this author is a fave. I’m so fascinated by all of this! Also, clever!Draco is amazing and Harry is a cinnamon roll.)

the keys to your kingdom by thistle_verse (7.5k)
It was nothing so elegant as fucking, the first time they came together. It was teeth just a little too sharp— against a collarbone, on the right-side curve of a jaw, drawing blood from the plushest part of a bottom lip. It was the doorframe digging into the curve his spine was making of its own volition: closer, harder, more. Two hundred pain receptors per square inch in the human body and it was nothing but background noise in the explosion, the revelation, that was Harry Potter’s body against his.
(Hit Wizard!Draco and Auror!Harry flirting over corpses, gorgeous writing as can be noted above, and so much passion–what’s not to love?)

Crossing Lines by Ren (47k)
While investigating a ring of smugglers, the Aurors receive a tip saying that the European Express is being used to move contraband across state lines. To solve the case, Harry has to unmask the smugglers and find the hidden contraband before the luxury train reaches Bulgaria. Draco Malfoy is also on board… but that’s just coincidence, isn’t it?
(This is such a cute and fun case fic! I enjoy the mystery, all the piniiing, the oblivious!Harry that is all over the place, and Draco’s sassy comments.)

Bonus:

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by lettered (54k)
Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It’s all right here, folks.
(Unspeakable partners!Drarry because I love this fic and this author. The pining in this, the amazing feels, the pure affection. And the action!)

Chapter one of On Stranger Tides, part 2 of Dead Men Tell No Tales, is now up. 🏴‍☠️ (10k, 1/5)


Alec kissed him like he had the first time, desperately, but tenderly, with all the rashness of a man in love.
It was Magnus who pulled back, thumb gently brushing over Alec’s cheekbone.
“I’m going to miss this,” he said, voice pitched low, “when we get back to Alicante.”
“As will I,” Alec allowed, bowing his head to rest his forehead against Magnus’. “But I know we can show them how it’s done, you and I.”

As long as he had this, the unconditional love of an extraordinary man, the gift of his passion behind closed doors and the tenderness of his eyes in the secrecy of his mind, as long as there was their burning bodies melting together to express what words couldn’t, Alec didn’t need to worry.


What was the worst that could happen?


Happy birthday @everydayfandom, I love you.

Yo-ho-ho! ❤️

Not So Gentle 4/4 - Peter Parker Drabble

Prompt: Reader has been kidnapped only to find out her long time best friend is apart of this scheme, she faces a whole new side of Peter

Warnings: Fluff, stitches, angst

Word Count: 1,725

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

A/N: (part 1),(part 2),(part 3). Hope you guys liked it I had a blast writing this. : )


Peter couldn’t recall the last 10 hours. Everything was a blur. He woke up to the sound of his steady heartbeat on the monitor. Peter had a slight panic thinking that he was actually in the hospital, but quickly relaxed as he noticed that he was in the infirmary room at the Avengers Tower.

“Oh good you’re awake” Mr. Stark walked in holding what appeared to be something techie of his. 

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Just Draw June

Day 25. Bob’s Burgers

I love this show with a fiery burning passion.

Tina: “C'mon dad it’s called a ‘Selfie”
Louise: “Yeah dad, don’t be a butt trumpet”
Bob: “Louise don’t say-”
Gene: “Did someone say 'Butt trumpet?’ (musical notes from keyboard)
Bob: "No, Gene it’s-”
Linda: “OOooh! I a pictchaaaaaa- lemme get ready!”
Tina: “Three two one now!”

The Signs as the “Gone With The Wind” - quartet

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Katie Scarlett O’Hara - Gemini, Scorpio, Capricorn

“He had never known such gallantry as the gallantry of Scarlett O'Hara going forth to conquer the world in her mother’s velvet curtains and the tail feathers of a rooster.”

willfull, brave, courageous, optimistic, naive, energetic, selfish, longs to be a “great lady” like her mother, passionate, impulsive, practical, loves her home, childish, stubborn, can turn from stone-cold to overwhelmingly heated in 1 second, charming, lively, ignorant, ambitious

Originally posted by classicmoviescenes


Rhett Butler - Aries, Taurus, Sagittarius

“How wonderful to know someone who was bad and dishonorable and a cheat and a liar, when all the world was filled with people who would not lie to save their souls and who would rather starve than do a dishonorable deed!”

sarcastic, mysterious, selfish, gives a damn about the opinion of others, loving, hates social norms and bounds, open-minded, generous, carefree, rebellious, wise, street-smart, enduring, patient, has great respect for decency and kindness, brave, lost, scared of rejection, dark, realistic

Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs


Melanie Hamilton - Cancer, Leo, Virgo

“She hasn’t your strength. She’s never had any strength. She’s never had anything but heart.”

kind, always sees the best in people, forgiving, loyal, loving, graceful, warm-hearted, patient, protective, soooo brave, fierce, giving, understanding, naive, accepting, widely admired and respected,feels burning hatred for those who threaten her loved ones, decent, altruistic

Originally posted by vivien-leigh


Ashley Wilkes - Libra, Aquarius, Pisces

“It’s a curse - this not wanting to look on naked realities. Until the war, life was never more real to me than a shadow show on a curtain. And I preferred it so. I do not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy.”

honorable, loyal, dreamer, soft-hearted, is the perfect gentleman, intellectual, imaginative, idealist, unable to adjust to a new situation, dishonest with himself, radiates dignity, lacks practicality, always looks back, passionate, interested in art and poetry, represents the old world

Originally posted by fuckyeahgwtw

Other characters:

Gerald O’Hara - Aries
Ellen O’Hara - Pisces
Carreen - Cancer
Suellen - Gemini
Mammy - Leo
Will Benteen (only exists in the book) - Taurus
Charles Hamilton - Gemini
Frank Kennedy - Virgo
Belle Watling - Scorpio
The Tarleton Twins - Sagittarius

RIDE ME  [ BTS JUNGKOOK ]pt.1

bts member : jungkook x reader 

Genre: angst /smut 

rated mature :  but not in all the chapters

summary : if you want to and if you don’t want to, things are bound to happen and you broke the rules and run away only to find your self in a lion’s Den , jungkook a man who has every thing; power wealth and fame all together to burn your heart and existence if you moved away, in a land full of horses what could happen between both of you ,two young persons who meant to share the same dream  !


Originally posted by mintsugakookies


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“excuse me miss “ the train supervisor said gently 

yeah how can i help you ‘ you said lifting your head up from the magazine you were reading it was your first time taking a train to somewhere out of Seoul and you felt exciting finally able to experience many things you dreamt since you were a kid 

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I love SU with such a burning passion like ive never been this invested in a show before, im excited about every new episode and the characters are so important to me and yet the fandom still manages to make me feel bad about it
One day theres discourse the other day youre trash for liking this and that and people make you feel so anxious for anything you say about it i miss those 2014 vibes when everyone just loved this show and there was nothing but great fanart and ukulele covers and cosplays
What fucking happened to that

Say You Love Me // a.i.

Originally posted by fivesosgif

Summary: She feels like they’re on two completely different planets and after a while, she gets tired of Ashton shrugging off any concerns she has about their relationship. They love each other, but the message gets lost in the days. 

Boy: Ashton Irwin

Warnings: swearing, fighting??

A/N: this is an angsty one my friends. please let me know what you think!! I’m getting back into writing with the help of my friend Jenn who motivates me. PLEASE SEND REQUESTS Its always more fun when people ask for them!! I’ll gladly write anything (although i havent written smut yet) and I enjoy it! 



Tears traced translucent black lines down her face. Her eyes were red-rimmed and bright, staring directly into his own while they stood. She was speaking low and firm; her words were deliberate. Ashton wanted to look away from her but he couldn’t. Her gaze commanded him to look at her. He desperately wished he wasn’t in this situation and started to reflect on how he even got there in the first place.

It was a few weeks prior, a Monday night, and they had just finished dinner when she stepped away to take a call.

“You’re engaged? That’s so exciting.” He could hear her voice from the kitchen. Despite her words, she didn’t sound very excited at all. In fact, she sounded tired.

“I really am happy for you Jen. That’s so great. He’s a great guy.” Her words were hollow sounding and when he glanced her way he could see her expression was tired and a little despondent.

“Yeah I’ll talk to you soon. Congrats again!” She called once more into the phone before hanging up and sighing.

She collapsed next to him on the couch and leaned her head on her shoulder. “What’s up darling?” He asked.

“I’m just,” she paused, “I guess I’m just feeling a little troubled.” She chose her words carefully.

“About what?” He prodded with caution.

He turned to face her as she sat up. She turned her body so she could look at him directly. “I guess—“ Her face was scrunched up as she decided how to phrase what she was about to say. “Where—uh, where do you see us going?”

He started to grow nervous. “What do you mean?”

She started picking at her nails, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze. “I mean, where do you think we’ll be in the next six months or year?”

He thought for a moment before shrugging. “I’m not sure. I mean I haven’t really thought about it.”

Her face fell and she nodded, turned away from him and returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

In hindsight, he realized how bad that answer was.  

He could hear her bounding around in their shared bedroom. She was crying just loud enough for him to hear as she tossed anything she thought she’d need into some bag. He couldn’t believe how stupid he’d been. How had he been so absent minded?

She approached him about a week ago. Ashton was typing away on his laptop while she sat down next to him.

“Hey baby.” She greeted with a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey love. How’s it going?” He answered, setting aside his computer to give her his attention.

“I’m good. I just wanted to see my lovely boyfriend.” She beamed at him.

He chuckled. “What do you want?”

She bit her lip before grinning. “A dog?”

He shook his head before answering. “Very funny.”

“No really. What would you think about adopting a dog together?” She was giddy with excitement.

He sighed slightly. “I don’t know, love, they’re kind of a big responsibility.”

Her smile dropped a little bit it returned as soon as it left. “I know but I think we could do it. We’re responsible adults and we can make it work.”

He shook his head again. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea. Dogs are kind of a big step. I mean, I don’t think we’re ready.”

She felt her stomach plummet. “Really?”

“Yeah, it’s just people adopt dogs when they’re ready to settle down and stuff and I just don’t think that’s where we’re at.”

“You don’t?” She mumbled.

“You do?”

“We’ve been dating for nearly a year. Excuse me for thinking that we might be ready to settle down.” She shook her head while standing up, exiting the room without another word.

She was walking away. Her figure was moving towards the door of their apartment with a large bag throw over her shoulder that was overflowing with necessities. Ashton was panicking now. He didn’t want her to leave, but he wasn’t doing anything to stop it. Inside he was screaming. ‘Say something!’ He thought. ‘Do something!’ Soon she would be gone and if he didn’t stop her, he knew he’d lose her forever.

Things had been tense since last week. He was reading a book in their bedroom when she wandered in and leaned on the doorframe. He set down the novel when she cleared her throat. There was a long silence where they just stared at each other.

“Are we just wasting time?” She finally asked.

She’d caught him off guard. “What?” He responded a little confused.

“This. Us. Our relationship. Is it actually going somewhere or are we just filling the time? Because I really love you and I like the idea of marrying you someday but if this is just temporary for you then tell me, Ash.”

He was so shocked by her candidness that he couldn’t even think. “I, uh, I mean I just, uh—“

“Do you love me?” She cut him off.

“Why would you ask me that?” He answered immediately.

“Answer the question Ashton. Do you love me?” She repeated.

“Yeah,” He responded.

“Say it.”

“What?”

“Say it. Out loud. Say you love me.”

He approached with open arms. “You know I do.”

She pushed him away. “No, I want to hear you say that you love me.”

“Why?”

“Because,” her voice was louder now, “I can hardly tell anymore! You don’t think about our future, you don’t want to settle down, I can’t even remember the last time you actually told me.” By the end, her voice was shaking.

“Where is all of this coming from?” He was raising his voice now.

“I don’t want to waste my time with someone who doesn’t love me back. I don’t want to keep falling in love with someone who doesn’t want to put effort into their relationship.” She was crying now. Her tears were big and heavy. Her voice started to turn hoarse and she was soaking her sleeves with the excess water dripping from her chin and cheeks.

“But even though you just keep showing that you really don’t want this, I can’t help but think that maybe you do. I want to feel burning flames and passion flow into my bones when you say my name. I want a life with you. Just tell me you love me and you actually want this and I will wait until forever for you.”

He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He didn’t do anything. He just stood there and watched her fall apart in front of him. He wanted all of that too. He really did. He didn’t have an excuse for not answering. He knew exactly what to say to make this better. But for whatever reason, he couldn’t speak.

“Do you have anything to say?”

His thoughts screamed at him. ‘Yes! Yes!’ they shouted.

She sighed, defeated and marched past him to their bedroom.

Now they’re here. This could very well be the last time he sees her if he doesn’t act now. She gripped the doorknob in her hand. She turned around, about to say one last thing to him but he spoke up first.

“I love you.”

The room was dead silent for a moment.

“I love you so much.” He starts again. “I love the way you dance in the kitchen to really bad music and I love how motivated you are and I love how you love me.” He took a few large strides towards her and grasped her hand.

“I want to get married and I want to get a dog and have a couple kids and buy a house and give you all of the things you deserve but I can’t because you deserve the world. I honestly can’t believe you even put up with me for so long. You are far too good for me and if you walk out that door right now I will understand but I plan to love you until the end of time because you are so perfect that I could never find anyone quite like you ever again.” He was in tears now.

She was crying too. The bag dropped to the ground and she threw her arms around his neck in a tight hug. He nestled his face into her neck, smelling her hair and relishing in the feeling of her arms. He was home with her. He was home when she was around. Wherever she was, he wanted to be.

She pulled away just enough to look at him. “I love you too.”

Ashton smiled and kissed her gently.

When they pulled away, she looked at him again with a grin. “Can we get a dog now?”

anonymous asked:

Zuko (avatar the last airbender) having a powerful air bender s/o

I need more Avatar and just everything from these great fandoms

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| Prince Zuko

• After meeting the Avatar, who was known as the last Airbender was something heartbreaking for him (knowing his nation had a part in that genocide) but discovering someone who was also a Airbender was unbelievable for him and Aang. Not only were they both relieved (for different reasons) they had a chance to learn about some hidden history and what could be done to make amends for such a thing.

• After experiencing a few fights with Aang, Zuko thought he was able to handle a fight with another airbender who probably didn’t wasn’t as powerful as the Avatar but he was surely mistaken. The moment you used your bending to take out the air, and killed his fire, left him more than speechless and helpless for a few moments before he decided to change tactics. You used this stun moment to gain the lead.

• Zuko spoke to his Uncle Iroh on how to confess how he feels to you, and how to apologise for assuming you weren’t as powerful as him or any other benders he’s met on his travels. He didn’t meant to assume but he believed that being one of the few airbenders, that you wouldn’t have any advantage or skill set to match him or Aang. He decides to ask you to tea so he can do so, he stutters and spills his tea as he loses his cool, “I’m sorry ok! I didn’t mean-Ugh I thought-. I apologise for assuming you were weak.” Bowing until he heard your laughter.

• A few months of getting to know each other, having a few sparring matches, and playful banter (at his expense) the both of you became comfortable enough to start a relationship. Yes, he was the Fire Lord and you were one of the only two Airbenders, it was something many didn’t expect or understand but you both didn’t care enough for the negative opinions of others. The Gaang fully supported you both and so did Iroh and a few other friends were more than happy for you and your dragon boy.

• Zuko does his best to keep the negative opinions of his council hushed until you were both engaged. That was when one of the Fire Nation advisor (wealthy politician) decided to tell you his thoughts himself. You had challenged that man yourself, to an Agni-Kai, and you showed you were not a force to be recon with. That man was left powerless when you manipulated the air around you, silencing his fire before it even touched you, and starring down anyone else who dared to challenge you. “I am ____, a Airbender, and I will fight anyone who believes me to be incapable to help lead this nation to greatness at the side of Fire Lord Zuko.”

• Never has Zuko felt his love burn for you hotter for than at that moment; you had passion burning in your eyes and power in your stance. Everything a Fire Lord’s spouse would symbolize for the future. The moment you both had a sliver of privacy he attacks you; leaving a hot trail on your skin from his lips and roaming hands. Zuko confesses that he wished that he had fought that man himself but the sight of you standing (more like floating) above them had made him realize how in love he was with you.

• At some point you both had gotten a bit rough with each other during a few sparring lessons as you had completely shut down his fire bending, before he chose to use lightning that left you a bit amazed and stunned. The friendly banter lead to a real fight that allowed you both to actually rant and scream at each other - it was therapeutic. But the best moment was when the pet dragon Zuko had, decided to show up and played with you both. You used your air bending to create a funnel for their inner fires to whirl around it. It was so beautiful that it had been the moment where you realized you loved Zuko and where your first kiss took place.

Obikin Ficlet: Exotic Dancer AU

Based on @darthvders excellent AU idea, which I could not get out of my head! Thank you for sharing, and hope you like it!

“ Exotic dancer!Anakin giving a private dance to sith lord!imperial general!Obi-Wan and they haven’t seen each other in 6 months. They missed each other and Obi-Wan just wants to touch Anakin but Anakin won’t let him. ”

The opulent room lies in darkness, its elaborate decor lost in shadow. The tall, narrow windows reveal only the faintest washes of light staining the hem of the night sky outside and the rare sight of stars, the room and the tower it sits in high above most other buildings in this particular Coruscanti district.

“Sky-side,” some who come to Coruscant whisper when they fantasize about success, a good life won by hard work and luck, but even the most optimistic dreamers never dare to imagine living star-side.

Only a rare few will ever know that refined of a life.

Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Jedi general, would never have known it. He would have died of a blaster bolt to the back in some barren wilderness when Order 66 swept across the galaxy. Another idealist face down in the dirt, struck down by the reality the Jedi Order had never been ready to face, he tells himself.

But Obi-Wan Kenobi, the secret Sith and now Imperial general, has earned his place among the stars. He has served his master well, and his master has given him everything he’d promised: freedom, wealth, the chance to finally realize his potential and vengeance for the Order that had never chosen to see it.

Now, as he sits in the true darkness of this opulent space, a proud shadow in grey and black, he smiles as the first faint strains of an old Akitan stringed instrument whisper to life. Normally he would enjoy every note, think about the rich culture and nuances of this music as other rhythms slide in alongside the first. But on this particular night he has come to this high-end club and this private room for one thing and one thing only.

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Rehearse

An Anon sent me this request quite a while ago. I’m very sorry that it took so long to complete but I really had to get a good idea of what I would be writing in it :). I hope the lovely anon who sent me this enjoys the fic.
Zen x MC

L.


Rehearsals were grueling. Hours of repeating the same line over and over in a room alone, until the director thought you got it just right. It took so much work but how could you not love it. The sensation of trying on your costume for the first time which had been made just for you. The support and bond between cast members and having the opportunity to sing to your hearts content be your job. The only thing that made it better was Zen.

You didn’t know him when you started the production. You didn’t really know anyone. It was your first professional musical and somehow you had sung and acted well enough to earn the role of Christine in their production of Phantom of the Opera.

There was always a tense edge to rehearsals. You could hear the whispers behind your back, the sharp words not meant for your ears but it didn’t hurt any less. They didn’t want you there.

People were jealous of your achievement. Saying you bribed the director… and worse. More than anything they were jealous that you were partnered with Zen. Zen the beautiful. Zen the angel. Zen the beast. To you he was just Zen, playing the role of Raoul. That didn’t make your heart flutter any less.

He was always so kind to you, sharing a few encouraging words during those few hours together in the rehearsal space even though you knew he was the same with everyone else. On stage when you performed together you felt alive, the love you shared felt real. He looked at you like he was meant to love you for the rest of your life. When you, no, Christine was taken by the Phantom, his pain was real and raw. It was mesmerising.

You had never spoken outside of the rehearsal times, nor on anything other than the performance itself. Sharing comments and thoughts about musical phrasing and line pronunciation. Every time those moments happened you knew that he would go and do the same for another girl. Making them feel just as special, but… he was just trying to be kind to appease everyone. To maintain his honourable and kind image but never going far enough to lead anyone to the realisation and despair that he could never be theirs.

They had held off until the dress rehearsal for the kissing scenes. The director said that the costumes and set complete would make the situation feel more real… pull out more emotions. It just made you more nervous. The high notes were nothing compared to the thought that you would have to kiss the man you think you loved without him even knowing, whilst playing a character.

You grew more and more nervous as the show progressed. You stood alone on stage. You knew he was cued to come from behind you. To wrap his arms around you, to sing softly in your ear. The music started and your heart came close to stopping. Your hands were shaking, and you were close to tears. You could see the director gleaming as he watched on believing you really felt the emotions of Christine in that moment. But there was so much more going on.

He started to sing, his arms wrapping around you tenderly. He took your hands as you gazed at him, as if in a trance. You could see nothing but him. “No more talk of darkness, forget these wide eyed fears…” His hand ran up to trace the line of your jaw before caressing your cheek. You couldn’t help but lean into it. His voice was enchanting and gentle. As you sung your lines to the audience, you could feel his eyes upon you, begging you to turn back to him.

The song grew closer and closer to the end. Your eyes travel slowly from his eyes to focus upon his lips. Your anxious emotions from earlier were completely destroyed by the intense desire to kiss him. To feel his lips against yours.

His hand came up to your cheek again, caressing it in a gentle hold before you were drawn back into his captivating eyes. He leant in slowly as the music softened. He was so close his eyes close, beckoning yours to follow as you fell into the kiss.

His lips were soft and gently with the subtle taste of smoke lingering on them. He drew his hand around to your nape of your neck as you threaded your fingers through his silver hair tugging on them slightly to let him know you wanted this. You wanted him. Not Raoul but Zen. You weakened at his touch as he gently pulled your head upwards towards him, deepening the kiss as his arm snaked around your waist pulling your body closer to his. It was all too real as your lips yearned for more but you both were pulling away quickly with a loss of breath and the stage cues signalled through the theatre as the stage went dark. The moment ending.

-

You went down into the underpass beneath the stage in order to reach the other side for your next scene but you were stopped. “What was that?!” He pinned your body against the wall with no escape. No space to divert his intense gaze. He was angry. Oh god! He was angry. You felt tears threatening to form.

“Oh god… what am I supposed to do when you do that! On stage! When you make me feel like that…” There was still anger laced in his voice but it had softened as if he was confused and unsure.

“I have to go… I am in the next scene.” You say, your voice slightly shaky after being caught out. He was mad. He was going to reject you. You duck out of his arms trying to make a quick exit.

“No. You’re not leaving yet.” He says grabbing your wrist, pulling you back to him.

“I need to know MC. Was that real. I felt… I don’t know what I felt but that was more than acting. Was it real? Did you mean it… or were you just acting…?” His voice was strained, concerned and confused. There was something behind his eyes which was there before but burning through brighter than before.

You couldn’t reply. You swallowed longingly begging that he was asking what you were thinking.

“Argh I said I wouldn’t but may I? Can I? Would you stop me if I was wrong? Please… Tell me that you want it as well.” He says closing the gap between you, his eyes now only centimetres from yours. His gaze darted from your lips to you as if asking permission, the light in his eyes growing brighter as he watched you. “Please. I want to kiss you again.”

You leant your head up just enough that your lips brushed against his. “Zen…” You whispered longingly. That was all he needed. His lips brushed against yours until he felt your lips part. His hand was almost immediate to wrap around to the back of your head and lower waist pulling you closer to him, deepening the kiss. You couldn’t help but let out a small moan as his tongue darted into your mouth swirling it around your tongue playfully. When he heard your moan his teeth grazed against your lips where he nibbled gently on your lower lip. “Zen” You managed to say again full of desire.

“Oh god MC. What are you doing to me?” His face has a slight red tinge across it as you look up at him. “I didn’t want to say anything until the shows were over. I wanted to treat you gently, to take things slow but then you did that on stage! How am I supposed to control myself!” He says in a panicked voice. “Please just say it so I can know that it’s not me forcing my desires upon you. Please.”

“I..” above you, you can hear the song coming to an end. “Zen I really have to go.” You say but the sad look on his face could leave him distraught for the rest of the night in worry about his actions.

You take a few steps towards him taking his face in your palms. “Zen… Lovely Zen, I love you.”

“…Lovely Zen… Love you…” his face turns a bright shade of red, his eyes widening. “Say it again. Please”

“Lovely Zen, I love you.” You could see on his face his intense desire to kiss you again but you had to go. You were too slow to leave as he swept you into his arms, pulling you tightly against him, his head resting against your neck.

“MC. I love you too. I couldn’t help but fall in love with you the way you took everything in your stride. After what all those people said behind your back you never stopped showing them kindness, never speaking a word of complaint or ill will against them. When you practiced your lines with me I felt how genuine you were, how much you loved performing. It showed in your smile. And you were so kind to me, not because of my stunning looks but because you saw my passion. I couldn’t love you more.” His eyes were shining, you had to hold back tears as you placed a kiss against his cheek.

“I will be back to you once this scene is over. I love you Zen.” You said before turning and walking up the steps towards the stage door. From behind you, you heard him whisper to you sending burning heat to your cheeks.

“Babe, if it were me I would never let the phantom go near you. You are mine now and I am yours.”

Massage - Woozi

Author: Admin Lilly
Genre: Fluffy ‘nd cute, just the way I like it
Words: 1253
Summary: After a long day of exhaustion, you just want to relax w/ ur bf a lil and so u do
A/N: it’s your all time favorite trashbag again what’s up. I can’t believe I haven’t written in so long lol mental illness is a bitch, but I decided to ease myself (and you) back into the world of fanfiction. I feel a bit rusty, but I hope y’all still enjoy!! 

Originally posted by adoring-woozi

this is so extra I had to use it

You cracked your knuckles and rolled your head, sighing loudly as you moved away from your desk a bit.

You’ve been studying for quite a while now and were actually shocked when you looked at your clock to find out it was past midnight. You quickly picked up your phone to find several missed calls and texts from your boyfriend.

You dialled his number immediately, while running a hand through your hair.

You were thrown off a bit by the speed at which he picked up the phone.
“Hey, Jihoon. Just wanted to say sor-,” You began, but he didn’t even let you finish.

“Oh my God, Y/N! Are you serious? I was so worried!”
You chuckled a bit and got up from your seat, stretching out completely and letting him ramble on. You were a bit surprised that he was so worried since you definitely remembered telling him you were going to study, but you also thought of it as really cute. Your boyfriend wasn’t someone to show all his emotions easily, he was easily embarrassed by showing his feelings and told you often that he was sorry he couldn’t express them the way you did, but every now and then he got really caught up in his emotions and let them all out at once.

You didn’t really mind the way he loved, you knew that he loved you no matter if he showed it in intense ways or not. He did sweet little things every day that assured you of his affection towards you and you didn’t always have to be all cuddly kissy to know how you felt for each other.

Both of you were really passionate for the things you did at the moment, him being in a successful band, being the producer for them and writing a lot of the lyrics himself and you being in university and studying the subjects you loved and genuinely enjoyed. You really thought his passion and the burning love he felt in his veins for his music were one of his most beautiful traits, you loved joining him in the studio and watching the entirety of his passion flow out of him. You were always the first one he showed his new songs to and you always loved listening to them.

Eventually Jihoon stopped rambling and you got to talk as well. “Thank you for worrying about me, but you didn’t have to. I was just studying, I told you.”
“Yeah, but something could have happened to you,” He said, his voice getting more silent towards the end.

A smile formed on your face and you fidgeted with the clothes you were wearing. “Are you in the studio?”
“I’m about to leave, I did my work for the day,” he said and you could hear him turning off the lights in the background. “You’re at home right? Should I come over? We can make the best out of the night and chill a bit.”
“Sure, I’d really love that. Could you bring food on your way? I feel like I haven’t eaten for days,” You whined.

He giggled a bit on the other line. “The usual?”
“The usual,” You answered.

“Alright, see you soon. Love you,” He said softly and hung up quickly afterwards.

You put your phone the pocket of your sweatpants and took another glance on the clock. Almost 1 am and you needed to get up relatively early tomorrow, but you gladly gave up sleep for Jihoon.

Swiping some stray hairs out of your face, you sat down and turned on the TV, deciding to watch some trash films until your boyfriend arrived. Honestly there was also nothing else on at these hours of the day. You switched through the channels a bit and found a re-run of one of the shows you adored.

After about 20 minutes you heard the lock of your door click and soon after a soft. “Honey?”
“I’m in the living room,” You said back and not long after, Jihoon stepped in and put the food down in front of you, greeting you with a light kiss on the forehead.

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Whenever we were together, it felt like we were frozen in time. Time belonged to us in those moments. The rest of the world could fade away for all I cared just so long as you were with me.

Our love was like a wildfire. Passionate, desperate, irrrational. It burned everything (and everyone) in its path. We were engulfed in the flames of love. It was so strong that I thought it would burn forever.

My life can be divided into two major segments: before I loved you and after I loved you. You changed this skeptic into a bumbling fool in love. You taught me how to love, and showed me love in return. It’s because of you that I started believing in love. It’s also because of you that I stopped.

—  a chapter of our book 

I want you to look at this, look at the beautiful Nekoma members, man I missed them so much. Kuroo being a little shit like he always is and Daichi was like eyeing him ‘why the f–k am I dating this ass again’ (yes I’m a KuroDai shipper kill me).

Look at tiny Kenma wearing a mask and gosh that little wave to Hinata is gonna be the death of me. He literally does not look at anyone else except for his precious Shouyou (and yes I’m also a KenHina shipper). Inuoka man, dude unrequited crush much. No, no I’m kidding. I love their beautiful rivalry/friendship. It’s very healthy.

Yaku, omg Yaku why do you look so freaking hot smiling like that. Tora of course probably having a scary face battle with Tanaka behind Daichi. Shibayama, please someone protect that precious little child. Kai probably couldn’t believe his captain being an ass. AGAIN. But he knows Kuroo would never stop and he loves his captain nevertheless. Fukunaga, I always love his cute tiny mouth. He’s like cattest of them all (yes I made the word up), look at him being interested of something in the sky rather than having eye contact with a destined rival team. And then, of course, Lev the aspiring Nekoma ace, glaring at all of them burning with passion to go against Karasuno for an official match and probably shows off his new teamwork skill he garnered from the last match they had. Waiting to see how Hinata has improved also.

Man I could not wait for the Battle of Trash Heap to commence.