i mean look at his precious face

Sochi Banquet

I love how tentatively Viktor approached Yuuri during the Sochi banquet. Look at how many shots it took for this boy to get to Yuuri.

I find this to be especially precious given how Viktor already got rejected by Yuuri earlier that evening.

For all of his being a celebrity, Viktor does not strike me as the kind of person who can easily brush off another person’s dislike of him. Hell, he made a career out of pleasing everyone, and while I don’t think he would cry over another person’s opinion of him, neither does he seem like someone who could just easily dismiss it or not be hurt. I mean look at this face:

His reservations about approaching the fascinating Japanese boy were therefore perfectly understandable. We can even clearly see that he kept his distance for a bit at first.

But like a moth to a flame,

this precious boy

can’t seem to help himself.

And for a while it doesn’t seem like Yuuri even noticed him there?

Oh, but when he did…

It became such an unforgettable night.

Lmao, for Viktor anyway.

Poor Vitya.

WARNING:YOU ARE ABOUT TO WITNESS A CYPRIOT WOMAN FANGIRLING OVER A PRECIOUS CREATION , KNOW AS JOSHUA)

So…. today back in 1995 a baby was born. 

A little wittle baby that would soon turn into the one and only Joshua.

Who is Joshua?

Joshua, born Hong Jisoo, is one of the vocalists of 17.

But what makes Hong Jisoo, Hong Jisoo.

Well, firstly, Joshua is extremely cute.

 

Originally posted by shwua

I mean look at him! He is so precious! His face is small, his smile is sweet he has got a cute button nose and his eye smile makes all boys and girls all over the world melt

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Imagine Jeff being scared to take your virginity

Originally posted by knightlley

WARNINGS: Fluff, light smut

Jeff Atkins x reader

A/N (I can take any request from anything you guys want, message me, lmk!)


“Hey babe!”

Jeff kisses me as I opened the door for him to my house. My parents are out of town and I promised him l’ll help him study for his midterm. Not that my parents would care, they practically love him since we’ve been dating.

“Hey hot stuff, you can just through your stuff in my room while I get us something to eat”

As he jogs upstairs I quickly fix my hair and adjust my pajama shorts. I usually don’t care how I look around my boyfriend, but we’ve been dating for 5 months now and hasn’t even mentioned the thought of having sex with me. I pick up some chips and go upstairs where he is already laying out his textbooks.

“So we can start with World War 1 then go from there” he says as he’s looking at his book.

“Yeah sure, we can probably get through a few wars tonight.”

I jump on the bed and lay close to him. He looks up at me and smiles.

“You seem like your in a good mood, what’s up?”

“I can’t be happy to see my boyfriend?”

“You see me everyday baby”

“So you aren’t happy to see me” I fake pout.

“Shut up babe, you know I am.” He says as he pecks my lips.

“Yeah yeah” I smile. “let’s start with studying before we get tired”


“So that is what started the war?”

“Yes, but don’t forget how long the world ended”

“Yeah it lasted for 4 years.”

“Good, I’m actually a pretty good teacher”

“Your alright”

“Shut up” I laugh as I lightly punch him in the arm.

He laughs as he looks down at me. He glances down at my lips then quickly averts back to my eyes. I do the same, but make it known I’m looking at his beautiful lips. 

“Okay” he coughs. “at this rate we can g-”

I cut Jeff off by grabbing his face and smashing my lips on his. He seemed surprised at first then slowly closed his eyes. I slowly moved my hands around his neck as he put his on my leg and waist. As he deepened the kiss, he swung one of my legs on the other side of him so that I was now cradling him. As the kiss got more intense, I felt him moan against my lips. I needed air so I took that chance to take my shirt and bra off. His eyes were intensely locked on my chest and I couldn’t help but flush.

“You’re so beautiful y/n”

With that Jeff swung us over and pulled off his shirt. He went to my neck and chest and started planting soft kisses. As I slid my hands up and down his bare back, he started sucking harshly on my sweet spot. His hands started roaming my bare chest as he lightly squeezed. 

“Jeeeff” I moaned.

He looked down at me biting his lip as I started tugging his pants down. He threw them off and went back to kissing me. He kissed me so slow and passionately and I loved it. I started to kiss his neck and lightly grabbed him through his underwear feeling how extremely hard he was. he groaned at my touch and that made me crazy. I just wanted him already. I needed him.

“Jeff” I asked in between our kisses as he went back to my neck.

“Yes princess”

“Do you have a…you know….a-a” I slightly moaned.

“A…a condom?” 

“Yes” I said kind of embarrassed. 

He then stopped and slowly got off of me. Confused I sat up and pulled the sheets up to cover myself. 

“Did I say something wrong?” 

His back was faced towards me as he slouched over the edge of my bed.

“No, I’m sorry I just can’t do this right now” 

I’d be lying if I say that didn’t kind of hurt coming from him. I mean I thought it but I didn’t think he’d say it.

“You don’t want to have sex with me” my voice cracking as I put back on my shirt.

He snaps his head around and climbs back on the bed grabbing my hand.

“No no, god no, that’s not even close trust me.”

“Then why? I don’t understand” I look down.

He grabs my face and sighs.

“I’m scared okay”

“Scared?” I say kind of amused.

“Yes, don’t laugh, I’m the scared one. I’m scared to take something so precious from you. Scared to let you down after and I’m scared that you’ll regret it.”

He lets go of my face and focuses his gaze to the wall to hide his embarrassment. It’s now my turn to grab his face.

“Jeffrey, you don’t get it do you? you’re the precious one to me. I want you to be the one to take it because I love you”

He looks up at me and cheeses.

“I love you more princess.”

“So what does this mean now?”

“Well right now, nothing cause I have to go the bathroom to handle a little mess in my pants cause of you”

I try to hold in my laugh as he runs to the bathroom in my room 

“Sorry babe!”

SOME THOUGHTS

- Otabek looks like he’s discovered the meaning of life in a bowl of katsudon.

- HIS EARS ARE SO BIG I LOVE THEM.

- Yuri’s leaving rather close there…

- His face is too precious for us to be worthy of looking at??

- M A T C H I N G S H I R T S

- WHAT DOES MARI THINK OF OTABEK THO??

- I still wanna know whether they took a bath together tbh

Guys I don’t fucking have WORDS for thiS FUCKING SCENE EXCEPT THAT IT WAS SUCH A FUCKING SCENE.

LIKE SHE CAUGHT ON IMMEDIATELY?? BUT LIKE SHE’S NOT SUSPICIOUS AT ALL?

INSTEAD SHE’S LIKE OOOH WHAT ARE YOU HIDING YOU DORK? IS IT A SURPRISE PARTY? DID YOU BUY ME ICE CREAM?

LIKE LOOK AT THIS FACE. THIS FACE TRUSTS KILLIAN FUCKING JONES COMPLETELY. WITH THE EYEBROW ARCHING AND THE SMILE-Y SMILING LIKE SHE LOVES HIM SO MUCH AND SHE TRUSTS HIM SO MUCH THAT EVEN THOUGH HER SUPER POWER IS FLASHING, SHE’S LIKE AHHH HE’S BEING A DORK

AND LIKE ON THE OTHER SIDE THERE IS THIS ASSHOLE. WHO RESPECTS HER SUPERPOWER SO MUCH THAT HE INSTANTLY DROPS THE ACT.

EMMA FUCKING SWAN TRUSTS KILLIAN FUCKING JONES SO MUCH YOU GUYS WHAT THE FUCK

AND THE SECOND HE GETS SERIOUS, LOOK AT HER FACE. JUST CONCERNNNNNN

AND HIS FUCKING SWALLOW. THE YOU WERE GONNA DIE EMMA.

THAT SHIT IS SO REAL AND HE KNOWS IT AND SHE KNOWS IT AND HE WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT HER AND THAT FUCKING SWALLOW HE DOES.

MAKE A MILLION GIFS OF THIS MOMENT WHERE KILLIAN JONES TELLS EMMA SWAN HE WAS SO AFRAID THAT HE WAS GONNA LOSE HER THAT HE NEEDED TO TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT IT, THAT HE NEEDED TO SHARE HIS FEELINGS LIKE

AND THIS FACE BECAUSE LOOK AT THE THOUGHTS LIKE HE’S TELLING EMMA HOW MUCH SHE MEANS TO HIM AND HOW HE JUST WANTS TO BE WITH HER AS MUCH AS HE CAN BECAUSE LIFE IS PRECIOUS AND DAVID STILL SEEMS TO THINK HE’S A PIRATE AND I CANNOT DEAL

THIS. FUCKING. FACE. *SLAMS DESK*

I AM LEGIT GONNA BREAK MY KEYBOARD. FEELINGS SHARED MY ASS.

I LIKE FEELINGS ONCE IN A WHILE.

YEAH ME TOO EMMA

NOT LIKE FUCKING THIS THOUGH

THIS IS FAR TOO MUCH

I CANNOT HANDLE THIS YOU GUYS I AM CRYING REAL TEARS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

ALSO! BOAT! SAFETY! LET US NOT FORGET THAT KILLIAN JONES IS A NERD FOR BOAT SAFETY AND EMMA SWAN THINKS IT IS ADORABLE!

THAT IS ALL BAI

anonymous asked:

Hili :) Can you write andreil 81 for the prompts please? Thank you <3

81: “You’re too good for this world.” okay…. I technically didn’t do this exact prompt, I took off the last word, I hope this suffices my friend, bc it’s actually:

“You’re too good for this.”


The problem with living in a fortress of knives and anonymity is that Neil can’t find him in it. And the problem with that is that a treacherous part of Andrew wants to be found, and touched, and dismantled blade by blade.

The problem with knives is that they won’t stop terrifying Neil, but they won’t stop feeling sure and righteous in Andrew’s palm.

The problem is Neil, a taste Andrew can’t completely swallow.

He puts Renee’s knives in Neil’s safe and Neil says all sorts of sticky emotional things like they’re taking part in some sort of ceremony. Andrew clicks the lock and climbs on top of Neil so he’ll stop thinking, pocketing his ‘yes’ as he goes.

It’s not just that he does what Neil asks, anymore. He tries to do things for him before he can ask for them. He tries to make things happen that he knows Neil doesn’t have words for.

He keeps one knife for himself, and he knows Neil knows about it, because he hands Andrew his armbands some mornings, and the weight is there in his palms.

Sometimes, that weight is the only way to get through the day without his head and throat pounding.

Sometimes Neil jerks awake and thrusts his hand under the pillow, and Andrew has to pry his wrists away. Neil knows protection, so he understands the slim line of a blade at his forearm is to Andrew what Andrew is to Neil.

But Andrew can tell that it bothers him, to have a knife buried in something that matters to him. He sees wintery metal in the shade of Neil’s eyes, and Andrew knows he’s condemning him to a future that looks like his past.

Still, the knife is just a talisman. Andrew is the weapon.

Before an afternoon practice sometime in the middle of the rush towards winter, Jack is the target.

They get to the court early because Neil only has morning classes. He’s always antsy by the time Andrew gets back to the dorm, insufferable and single-minded.

Andrew parks, Neil enters the code to the side door, their runners squeak against the sleek hall floors, and they split up at the locker room. Rinse and repeat. So many times a week that Andrew would feel the monotony in his teeth if it weren’t for Neil darting into side rooms or slipping on floor wax or doubling back to run in the rain, unpredictable as a lightning bolt.

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Thankful - Archie Andrews

Pairing : Archie Andrews x Reader

Word Count : 1219

Warning : Sexual assault

Summary : You and Veronica are at a party when drunk Reggie tries taking advantage of you. Archie then comes and saves you.

Resquets are open

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The night was only getting started and you could already feel your head pounding. The loud music was booming trough the house and a bunch of teens were already wasted on the dance floor.

Cheryl Blossom had thrown a party in the honor of the new riverdale’s vixons. Since you were a part of the cheersquad, you felt obligated to attend the event. You never really were the partying type but your bestfriend Veronica, had practically dragged you to the Blossom’s manor. She promised you that you would have a good time and that your long time crush, Archie Andrews, was going to be there.

You had been friends with Archie since kindergarden and always thought he maybe had a crush on you but you were never sure of it. Vernica knew you liked him so there was no point in denying your feelings towards the boy with her. After a lot of arguing, you decided to give this party a try only if Veronica stayed with you all night, which of course, she accepted.

You two danced and laughed like little kids. Even if you had a headache from all the noise, you couldn’t help but have fun with your best friend. While jumping and singing, you had tried looking around for the famous redhead but had no chance, not once spotting him on the dance floor. After a while, Veronica excused herself to go to the bathroom.

You were now staying at the punch table, waiting for your best friend to come back from the restroom when Reggie, one of the football players approached you. You guys had talked once or twice, but never enough to call each other friends. His tall and attractive figure made it’s way towards you, as he gave you a cheeky grin.

“What’s cookin’, good lookin’?” Reggie was close enough for you to smell the alcohol in his system. He had obviously drank alot

“Hey Reggie” You returned loudly enough for him to hear you.

“Whatchu doin’ out here all by yourself?” You laughed at his sudden bizarre way of talking.

“Actually, I’m waiting for Veronica to come back from the bathroom.” The drunken teen beside you only nodded and pourred himself another drink. His back was pressed against the wall, slurping the liquor that was in his cup.

“Wanna go upstairs?” You furrowed your eyebrows and quickly turned your head towards Reggie.

“I’m sorry?” You asked confused. The tall teenager slowly made his way closer to you as you took a step back.

“You know what I mean,” He said, eyeing your body up and down.

“Come on (y/n), I know you want it.” Before you could say anything, Reggie’s hands made it’s way to your hips trying to pull you towards him. You pushed him lightly on his chest.

“What are you doing? Stop that.” He ignored you and started kissing your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses.

“Don’t touch me!” You tried pushing him harder but he only held you with more force. He dug his fingers on your hips probably leaving bruises along the way. Tears started forming in your eyes as you squirmed to get out of his grasp.

“Don’t fight it babe.” You cried out for help but no one seemed to be hearing you.

“I bet you’re so hot underneath that dress, I-” Reggie was then aggresivly pulled of you and thrown on the ground. He grunted in pain as his head hit the hard wood flooring. In front of you, your redhead crush was pinning down Reggie by the neck. Your eyes widened in horror as Archie started punching the teen beneth him.

“Archie- You’re going to hurt him!”
Around you, a circle of drunken people we’re starting to chant ‘fight, fight, fight’ continuesly. Others had their phones out recording the scene. So much was going on in such a small amount of time, you couldn’t comprehend it all.
Reggie was trying to fight back, but couldn’t due to the heavy weight of Archie on him and all the punches he was getting on the nose and the jaw. Some people in the room were still unaware of the fight, and others just seemed uninterested. The redhead was still going at it when you shook his shoulder saying,

“Don’t do this, he isn’t worth it.” Archie looked back at you.

“He should'nt touch you like that!”
You looked at Reggie on the ground. He was completely knocked out. His once good looking face was now all blue from the punches. You couldn’t look at him without getting a shiver down your spine.

“Let’s just leave, okay? Before all of this becomes any worse.” Archie nodded, got up and tried making his way trough the crowd of people. You looked around and couldn’t find Veronica. Where the hell was she? You made yourself a mental note to text her the second you got home. She probably couldn’t get to you because of the mass of teens in the room, still excited about the fight. You and Archie quickly made your way out of the Blossom manor before anyone could hold you back

~

The stars were the only source of light in Riverdale at this time of night. The streets were quiet as you two walked side by side on the old sidewalk.
You kept playing what happened at the party over and over in your head. It was like an endless cycle inside your mind. The thoughts of almost getting sexualy assaulted terrified you. Gratefulness filled your heart for Archie. If he wouldn’t had been there, who knows what would’ve happened next. A few minutes passed before you broke the silence.

“Thank you, Archie. For what you did back there. I don’t know what I would have done without you.” You said while walking. He shrugged his shoulders like it was no biggie.

“You don’t have to thank me, it’s the least I could do.” You stopped walking and sighed at Archie.

“But, I do. Reggie could’ve done awful things to me but you were there to stop him.”

“Reggie is a shit face who never should’ve laid eyes on you in the first place.” He continued. “You’re precious (y/n). I wouldn’t let anyone touch you or take advantage of you” You smiled at him and blushed at his last comment. You looked down from embarasment.

“You really mean that?” Archie lifted your chine up with his thumb and locked his beautiful brown eyes with yours.

“Of course I do.” Your heart started racing in your chest. Had Archie just confessed his feelings for you?
Your lips formed a small smile as he took your small hands in his big ones. Your breathing became shaky as his mouth was only centimeters away from your own.

He then slowly locked his lips with yours. Electricity was running trough your veins as the red head boy was kissing you. You couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. The boy who you had a crush on since you we’re five, was kissing you. His lips were warm, soft and brought you comfort.

Suddenly, nothing else mattered in the world but you and Archie. All you wanted was him, and all he wanted was you.

yall i am crying i was taking a screeshot for a video edit im working on and i didnt mean to do this talk about perfect timing look at youngjae LOOK AT HIS FACE and jacksons reaction i cant even im so sorry i have dishonored my cow and my ahgase family this made me laugh so hard i barely made it to the bathroom without peeing my pants anyway please forgive me precious sunshine otter you deserved better bahaha

Oh, Baby (Namjoon x Reader) Pt. 16

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Pairing: Namjoon/Rap Monster x Reader
Rating: M
Genre: Smut/Mafia-ish AU

Words: 4,618

Summary: You were only supposed to have seen him twice. Only twice, no more, but now you’re getting dragged into situations you never wished for and Namjoon just keep showing up.

A/N: Here’s another chapter for you all~ I tried to actually write one in a timely manner this time :p Ahhh…only 4 chapters left. Let’s see how long it takes lmao.

Anyway, enjoy!


Jimin watches from his car as Yoongi rounds the corner and pulls into a parking spot near the edge of the park. A few seconds after parking, Yoongi exits his vehicle—and Jimin can tell that he hasn’t taken his gun.

“Idiot,” he mumbles, his heart aching for a second, yet when Jimin pops open the driver’s door and steps out he also leaves his gun on his passenger seat. Jimin has no intention of hurting Yoongi. Despite how their relationship has changed, there are very few people Jimin would prefer to protect instead of hurt, and Yoongi is one of those people.

Following after Yoongi up the worn down trail, Jimin shoves his hands into his pockets, worry pricking at the back of his mind. He knows that Yoongi is more than likely pissed at him. Yoongi and Namjoon are basically brothers, despite what Yoongi might say, and for Jimin to have been hired to capture Namjoon’s girlfriend of all people…

Even if Yoongi and Jimin had been in love, there’s no easy way to atone for hurting someone who is Yoongi’s only family—and Jimin knows that.

So, for once he’s a little scared. He doesn’t know why Yoongi has called him out here. Maybe it’s a trap and he’s being foolish by agreeing to meet up so easily. Maybe Namjoon is waiting in the bushes ready to stab Jimin in the throat. Jimin doubts it, but…just maybe.

Falling back a little, stepping off the path to rest against a tree, Jimin watches as Yoongi slips into their little grove—the grove they’d always meet at like two teenagers running off to their secret hiding spot in the middle of the night.

Jimin laughs to himself quietly. Yoongi had always hated him making comparisons like that—but Jimin always loved to tease him. It was fun to see Yoongi flustered and smiling. He always blushed and grumbled at the mention of “love”, and never really said it aloud, but Jimin never pushed it.

Their…relationship had been unconventional to say the least. A man for hire and the second in command of a mafia group. Their meeting had been a coincidence at best—two men tiredly saddling up at a bar next to each other—exhausted from the day and needing something to wash the feelings back down.

Alcohol had caused them to…well, Jimin had ended up half naked on Yoongi’s coffee table before the elder had paused at the freshly healed wound on Jimin’s shoulder. A product of someone who had managed a swing at him while he’d been doing his job.

Yoongi had pressed him about his scar, and Jimin had noticed the way he’d tensed—worry and suspicion lingering in his gaze. Yet, the alcohol in Jimin’s system had caused Jimin to wave him off—arms snaking around Yoongi’s neck with the simple excuse of “sometimes I get hurt because of work”.

It hadn’t been until the next time they’d met—Jimin calling Yoongi up asking if he wanted company—that here—in this park, on the bench in this grove—the two had figured out each other’s occupations. Immediately Jimin had pinned Yoongi to the ground, fearful that Yoongi might take him out. He wasn’t exactly an enemy, but he wasn’t an ally either. But…in the end they’d released each other, brushed themselves off, and made a promise. They wouldn’t tell on each other—no one would know about what they had going on besides themselves.

Of course…as things had gotten more serious, Namjoon had noticed a change in Yoongi, and had found out. He hadn’t been happy, but had sucked it up for Yoongi’s sake, since the elder had actually seemed…happy, for once. Yet, even as their relationship had been accepted, they had managed to grow apart. Yoongi had objectives to carry out that required him to be gone for weeks at a time, and Jimin couldn’t just neglect his job and obligations either. Work started to get in the way, and after a time the two had…mutually parted.

Until the day you showed up and ended up causing them to cross paths once again—and in the worst way possible.

“I’m sorry, hyung,” Jimin says as he stares down at Yoongi sadly, his guard dropped, and heart sullen. Yoongi’s fingers squeeze his waist gently in affirmation, his cheek leaning into Jimin’s palm, and the younger manages a small smile.

“I didn’t think I would end up…I mean…”

“You thought that you’d be able to get in and out without encountering me,” Yoongi surmises for him, laughing bitterly. His eyes open and he meets Jimin’s puppy dog like stare, but Yoongi only continues frowning with brewing anger.

“I saw the look on your face, Minnie, you panicked at the sight of me and almost got us both killed—”

“I mean you didn’t have to chase after me like that—“

“And what? Let you take one of the most precious people in Namjoon’s life?” Yoongi scoffs. Jimin sighs, removing his hand from Yoongi’s cheek and running it through his hair instead.

“You never get attached—I thought you’d just leave it be,” he grumbles, and Yoongi’s frown deepens.

“Hey,” he says in a low tone, his fingers sinking lower on Jimin’s waist, and Jimin peeks at him. Immediately Yoongi is leaning up, nose just inches away from Jimin’s—so close that he can see the younger debating whether to lean into Yoongi or scramble off his lap and run away.

“It’s not a matter of me getting attached—though you and I both know from experience that I have things that are precious to me. It’s a matter of Namjoon’s happiness, and Y/N’s safety. At one point I had you but now Namjoon has her, Minnie, and I know you get what I mean by that.”

“I do—that’s why I feel terrible, hyung,” Jimin sighs again, rolling his head back to glance at the passing clouds, illuminated by the moon. “But Taehyung recommended me to Jeon and if I refused I was sure both Taehyung and he would be suspicious and wondering if I had allegiances—since everyone knows I’m for hire, so…I had to do it.”

“You never have to do anything, Jimin—,” Yoongi begins, and hushes Jimin when he opens his mouth to argue differently. “Though I know you have to make a living, and have to do certain things to stay safe, so I…I can’t be completely pissed at you, but…come to our side, Minnie. Help us,” Yoongi whispers, fingers squeezing Jimin’s waist to express his plea further. Immediately Jimin sighs, his hands moving to grip Yoongi’s, and when he tries to pull the elder’s hands away from him, Yoongi only holds him tighter.

“I know you and you know this is the right thing to do. Please, Jimin.”

“I…what about Taehyung? You know he’s the only one who has had my back for this long, hyung,” Jimin speaks quietly, face still angling towards the sky, unable to meet Yoongi’s begging stare. “Of course I don’t like taking someone innocent like Y/N, and of course I don’t want her to get hurt in the end, but…”

“For what reason is Taehyung even helping Jeon and Jaehyuk?” Yoongi questions, brows furrowing. “Is he just—what?—bored?”

“I…from what he told me Jeon approached him about making a deal, and since Taehyungie didn’t have anything exciting going on at the time, he agreed,” Jimin sighs. “Considering the deal included Y/N into the equation…that perked his interest too. You know, after that time he encountered her at the club.”

Jimin pauses considerately, his lips turning into a frown. “…Taehyungie isn’t good at reading into people’s true feelings, so he probably doesn’t realize how serious Namjoon hyung is about Y/N. He likely doesn’t think that in the end Namjoon will truly be devastated if something happens…”

“So he’s doing it because he’s bored,” Yoongi repeats, humming a little. “What say we explain to Taehyung how serious this all is, and convince him to join our side too? Throw in a little extra reassurance to him that as long as he cooperates with us Namjoon won’t murder him in cold blood.”

Jimin winces at that, and Yoongi shrugs uncaringly.

“He sexually assaulted and drugged Y/N, and is now plotting with her kidnappers. Namjoon has the right to be furious. Just be glad that he let me come talk to you…because when I told him it was you that took Y/N…”

“He probably wanted to throw me out the window of his penthouse, I know,” Jimin grumbles, hands moving to run down his face as he releases a giant sigh. Yoongi knows that this likely isn’t an easy decision for him—even if in Yoongi’s mind joining forces is clearly the right option.

“All I know…,” Jimin begins slowly, eyes finally moving to meet Yoongi’s, “is that Y/N is Namjoon’s bait to attend the ball, and that their plan is to get Namjoon out of the picture.”

Dead, Yoongi surmises, scowling. No way in hell is that happening.

“Jaehyuk will be attending with Y/N as his guest. My guess is that he’ll still be playing the ‘she’s my daughter’ card. Obviously Jeon will be there, considering he’s the one hosting the ball. Taehyung will be there too, to keep an eye out. From what Taehyungie has told me, it’s just the three of them. Jaehyuk will try to keep his head low the entire time, considering he’s rumored to be dead anyway. Jeon will draw attention, and is hoping Namjoon will go after him—that way Taehyung can silently take the shot, and by the time anyone realizes anything, Taehyung will be gone, the weapon will be disposed of, and panic will have displaced the blame away from Jeon.”

“And they just think that this is all going to happen smoothly?”

“Apparently,” Jimin shrugs, and Yoongi breathes a laugh. For a few seconds silence falls between them, and then Yoongi is drawing the younger’s attention once again, his fingers lightly tucking a few strands of hair behind Jimin’s ear.

“Will you help us?”

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Yuuri Katsuki for aesthetic posts

I love Viktuuri “aesthetics”. I almost love them more than drawn fan art. Aesthetics are lovely and colorful and life-like that I just can’t get enough of them!

My problem with many aesthetic posts though is that it seems that more often than not, Korean (and sometimes Chinese) actors and models are used for Yuuri Katsuki. Now before anyone goes, “Omg you’re one of those nationality snobs” (idk, is that even a thing, lol) hear me out! I have nothing against Korean people; I love them and I think they are very good-looking. It’s only that (and this is probably an Asian thing) I can recognize a Korean from a Japanese person fairly easily. To me, they do not look alike. I actually don’t know any of the guys used for the aesthetic posts or mood boards I have seen, but I definitely know a Korean guy when I see one. I therefore cannot count the number of times I’ve scrolled through such posts and went, “Dang it, I love the feel of this and I even love the look of the guy who is supposedly Yuuri, but why oh why does he not look Japanese!?”

I know, I have issues. But! If you’re like me, or in case you just feel like you need them (*wink wink*), here are a few Japanese celebrities for all your live-action Yuuri Katsuki needs. ♥

Kento Yamazaki (22)

This kid tops most Yuuri Katsuki fan cast lists that I have seen, and with good reason. I mean look at this guy! He’s perfect for the part. Yamazaki can do both cute Katsudon and sexy Eros. Granted, he seems to do the former more often than the latter – but then isn’t that also perfect? Even his ratio of soft:sexy is on-point Yuuri.

Also granted, his sexy is actually kind of confusing because he’s still cute when he does sexy? But, again, this is probably also on-point Yuuri. ♥

Masaki Okada (27)

Here’s another guy with a precious face. What I find most striking about Okada as Yuuri is the hair – doesn’t he look like he would make a great growing-his-hair-in-St. Petersburg!Yuuri? ♥

I also think he is fairly versatile, since his face could pass for someone younger. He could be current or older Yuuri, whichever of him you might need.

Ryunosuke Kamiki (23)

What I love about the feel of the photos that come up for Kamiki is he seems fit for your typical AU!Yuuri. I have no idea why this fandom is so into AU, but you know the drill – handsome, quiet/timid mysterious guy Viktor meets in the park, library, book shop, pharmacy, etc. and Viktor just falls in love at first sight.

Funny thing about this guy, though: he seems to do well in intelligent psychotic roles? People might recognize him for his role as Soujiro Seta in the live-action Rurouni Kenshin, but he also played Takeru Amaya in Kamisama no Iu Toori. Random bit of info, but I thought the Killing Stalking crowd might like it (a.k.a., the crazier side of the YOI fandom, lmao).

Takeru Satoh (28)

There are a lot of great things about Satoh, who is probably most recognized for his role as Kenshin Himura in Rurouni Kenshin. Satoh is my peg for older Yuuri, or Yuuri down the road, five-or-so years in in the relationship but still has Viktor head-over-heels and wrapped around his little finger. And why wouldn’t Viktor be, if Yuuri grows up to being this? There is a very mature, very homey feel to Satoh’s photos that it is easy to picture him at home, in a winter sun-lit room, playing with your dog.

Another thing I love about Satoh is I sort of think he slightly looks like Daisuke Takahashi? As in Takahashi, inspiration for Yuuri Katsuki’s skating style Takahashi. I have always thought Takahashi has an outgoing, almost flirty kind of face, which is not very Yuuri, but Satoh seems to have that Takahashi vibe, but sort of… more quiet? Like he is more reserved, and so kind of closer to Yuuri. I have no idea if this is making sense, but I just love him more for this little thing.

Last but definitely not the least for Satoh: “Takeru Satoh glasses” is Google’s gift to mankind. The guy looks great in glasses, ’m just saying.

Jin Akanishi

I was unsure whether to include this guy in the list because it is rather hit-or-miss with him, but I decided that the few hits make him list-worthy. I would definitely use him more for Eros!Yuuri or drunk Yuuri. I mean guh, he has that messy tie look down, doesn’t he?

Fair warning though that his pictures can get pretty wild. I think I even saw a naked pic somewhere while sifting through his photos jfc

Anyone else have other good candidates? :)

This poster is amazing and I am in love with it okay! They went all out with decorating! So many banners and balloons! And lots of gifts! It’s safe to assume that Yumoto got Ryuu that smoll stuffed Wombat. 

Look at the amount of cherries on Ryuu’s bday cake! It’s exactly what he wants. They’re also having what looks like pizza. And I’m wondering if Atsushi holding those salads which he clearly made himself is a play on Epinard meaning spinach or if it’s more to showcase that At-chan made all the food.

And look at their faces! Io has one of those wonderful fond looks for Ryuu again! You guys know what I mean right? The ‘I accidentally befriended such a cute person man’ look. This time it’s accompanied by a huge smile. En-chan looks like he’s being a proud senpai, smile and hand on Ryuu’s shoulder and all. Atsushi is a proud/happy mom, and Yumoto is having the time of his life.

Ryuu though! That blush is so adorable! He seems so surprised that all this was done for him. Ironically that blush also makes him look younger. He’s so precious damnit! God I love this kid!

My Hopes for Season 3

Who else hopes that season 3 largely focuses on following Rick when he breaks out of prison, and begins the process of phasing out the, for lack of a better word, weaker half of the duo. Not to sound cruel! I get that they wanted it to be a duo show, but if we’re all being honest, we all agree that “Rick and Morty” would be better if it were more, if not just, about Rick. You know, the character that fans actually care about. Hear me out. Morty doesn’t even add anything to the show, he’s just annoying and whiny, making it harder for the plot to advance. Meanwhile, Rick’s the cool, badass. I mean, if an episode starts and it seems like it’s gonna focus too much on Morty, I just kinda groan and April Fools, bitch! Morty is a precious sunshine child, and that show would be nothing without him! Rick would be nothing without him! We don’t deserve Morty! Rick doesn’t deserve Morty! And we’re all taking him for granted! Look at him! Look at his sweet face and repent for considering for one moment that this show could live without him! How dare you!

Christian Yu x Reader: Let Me Explain - Chapter 3

Chapter 1: These Seoul Streets. | Chapter 2: Uninvited Guests | 

Chapter 3: Confrontation 

Word count: 3542

Series type: Angst, Smut (in later chapters) & Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of sex and bad language.

Additional Characters: DPR LIVE (Dabin) and mentions of other artists/fictional characters.

Rough summary: Christian is your boss but also your best friend. You both have feelings for each other but his way of living complicates your relationship.

A/N: Thank you for all the nice comments on the second Chapter! It means a lot as it keeps motivating me to write the series. Also keep in mind that English is not my first language, therefore there could be some spelling/grammar mistakes.


3 Days total went by since that incident.

The amount of times Christian called or texted you was insane. What also drove you insane was the fact that every time you received a call or text from him, it made it harder for you not to cave in and answer already.

You weren’t even angry anymore, just sad. A sad mess.

You continued on your schedules as they were, knowing that your work was the only thing that could distract you.

You sit on your couch scrolling through your emails when you see that your schedule for the rest of the week has arrived. It was still new to you that your schedules were now managed by someone else. You had to admit it was easier this way, but still you had made up your mind on leaving DPR and buying out your contract.

Your eyes scan through the excel sheet and you frown. “No Kim Yura?” you whisper to yourself.

You called your manager to ask for clarification. He answered right away, as if he knew you’d call.

“Hello? y/n, you haven’t been to a meeting in a few days now, what are you up to?”

“Ah-yeah, Hi oppa, I’m just not feeling so well.” You lie adjusting your phone closer to your ear so you could hear him better.

“Oh, make sure to get some rest then y/n-ah, is there a reason behind your call?”

“Yes, ehm, I was wondering why all of my schedules with Kim Yura suddenly disappeared?”

“Oh, I thought Ian told you already. We dropped her completely. He told us that you found her too difficult to work with.” Your manager answered casually.

Your heart sank a little. Confused and taken aback by the news. Why would he do that?

“Wait, so it was Christian’s idea to drop her? What about her debut mv?” you ask, your body language gave away your alertness and curiosity.

“We’re not going through with the package deal anymore y/n-ah. I honestly don’t know why we won’t. It’d be huge for us, but Ian made his mind up, he just didn’t want to do it anymore. He said he wanted to focus more on CF’s and stuff.”

“That’s bullshit” you say under your breath furrowing your eyebrows

“Excuse me?” your manager asked, obviously hearing what you said.

“Ahh-nothing oppa, It’s nothing, thank you for the info. I know enough for now.”

“Alright, get well soon.” He dryly says, probably knowing you’re not sick at all.

“Thank you, will do” you say and hang up.

You stare at your phone in your hand for a moment. CF’s?

Christian wanting to focus more on CF’s was the biggest lie you have heard since three days ago.

What has gotten into him all of a sudden? He completely dropped her from your scheduling, meaning someone else was going to have to teach her how to dance, which also meant no DPR. It also meant that the mv deal must be off the tracks.

You let yourself fall back on the couch putting your hand to your forehead. Maybe you should just resign as quickly as possible so he can still recover the deal with YG and Yura.

You can’t let this petty personal situation come between something as big as this. Reeling in Yura was one of the best things that happened so far this year for the crew. Apart from all the underlying drama of course.

You’ve never disliked Christian more than you did right now, but you wish him and the rest of the crew well. And the though of him declining such a huge offer because of personal drama made you feel guilty. But why did it make you feel guilty? When all of it is his own fault?

Your thoughts frustrate you and you swear to god that you were about to scream until you heard the sound of your doorbell.

Maybe it was Dabin? He hadn’t contacted you since that day, you didn’t blame him. You figured he had enough of the situation as it was.

You reluctantly get up rubbing your eyes while walking to your front door. As you open it you see an unfamiliar face.

“Package for y/n-sshi” A tall looking guy said looking at you with a black expression.

“I didn’t order anything” you say giving him a confused look.

“It says ‘For miss y/n, are you miss y/n?” He asks annoyed.

“Well-yeah, but-” “Then this is yours” he says shoving the box into your hands. “Have a nice day” he says walking away.

Jesus, he was in a mood. Even though you wouldn’t be happy either if you had to deliver packages in the pouring rain, his attitude bothered you as you closed the door behind you. You walk to the kitchen area, sitting on a chair behind your bar inspecting the box in front of you.

You look at it and read the label connected to the plastic wrap which was wrapped around the entire thing.

“From Ian” it said.

You frown, is it your stuff that you forgot at his place? Is he cutting ties from you this time? Is that why he dropped Yura? So he can actually date her? Different thoughts go through your mind as you just stare at the box in front of you, not knowing what to expect when you’d see what’s inside of it.

You cut the plastic wrap across the box and carefully remove it. “Fragile” you read out loud as you remove the sticker as well.

You shake the box to hear a soft rumble and place the it down to open it.

“Holy shit.” You whisper to yourself. This might have been the last thing you expected.

You carefully lift the shoes out of the box as your jaw dropped.

Your nude Valentino pumps. Suddenly your mind flashed back to that night. That damn night where he had not only broken the heel of your shoe, but also your trust.

These looked different though, they looked like they were a lot more expensive than your old pair. You carefully inspect the pump, looking at the Swarovski crystal imbedded straps, carefully putting them back into the box, searching for something else.

There was a note.

“I told you I’d buy you new ones. Please take these as a peace offering. I beg you to give me a chance love. I know I have a lot of explaining to do.”

You bit your lip not knowing how to feel about this. Putting the shoes back into the box.

                                                   - time jump –

You barge into his house the second he opened the door, not making eye contact with him or even thinking of people being in his house. Luckily there weren’t any.

A startled Christian followed you. He hasn’t seen or spoken to you in 5 days. And for you to show up here unannounced was a very unlikely thing for you to do.

“Christian I can’t accept these” you say putting the shoe box down on his coffee table. You were nervous as hell. On the ride here you thought of a hundred different scenarios. What If Yura is there? What if another bitch was there? What if Dabin is there? Or one of his many famous friends?

You were relieved none of these scenarios came true, even though you had everything you wanted to say planned out already. Still, standing in front of him like this took balls from you. You hated confrontation, but you couldn’t avoid him forever.

Christian cautiously took a few steps closer to you and the coffee table where you had just put the shoe box down on.

“Why?” is all he could ask, giving you a look up and down. You know you didn’t look like you always looked. Sleeping was still an issue, and eating had become one of your new issues.

“Because, Christian. I googled the damn price and that’s just ridiculous.”

He shook his head picking up the box and shoving it into your hands again. “I told you I’d buy you new ones. So take it.”

“No, that doesn’t make sense, these are worth 3 times more than my old pair, I can’t accept them. End of story. But that’s not the reason why I came here in the first place” you say all in one breath.

“What is it? Are you finally here to talk to me?” he asks looking for answers into your eyes.

“Yes, but not about personal stuff.” You say crossing your arms.

It took everything you had not to run out of that door right then and there.

“Then what y/n?” he asks still confused at your odd behavior.

“I came here to return these” you say putting the box down on his coffee table again. His eyes quickly followed your movements but fixated back on your eyes again in a split second.

“And to tell you that I want out. I’m going to buy out the contract Ian. I don’t want this anymore.”

He fell quiet. Looking at the ground. You couldn’t read any emotion from his posture or face. He just sighed and looked up, meeting your eyes once again.

He stayed quiet for a little while longer, making your insides turn once again. The silence was cutting you in half. So you decided to speak up first.

“I’ll have the money ready in a week, maybe it’s not too late to contact Yura’s management. Maybe you can still get the deal.” You say determined.

“No.” he simply says walking to his couch and sitting down. He leaned his elbows on his thighs to support his head. His hands clamped onto his messy hair in frustration.

“I’ll terminate the fucking contract. You don’t have to buy that shit out, y/n that’s ridiculous, I also don’t give a fuck about that deal anymore. It cost me the most precious thing I had.” He says looking up to you again.

What was that look on his face? Was he…hurt. Did he mean you?

“That’s not what I signed for.” You simply said, steering the conversation back into the planned direction, keeping your emotions in check while trying not to break your professional composure.

“Cut the crap please. Why are you acting like this!? Talk to me like you’re a person with actual feelings, not like a programmed robot” he yells at you getting up.

His sudden outburst scared you but you made sure not to break, fearlessly looking straight into his dark sparkling eyes.

“Don’t yell at me” you softly say, having a more and more difficult time to suppress your emotions.

“Terminating the contract also means terminating our relationship doesn’t it.” He says looking straight at you.

“What relationship Ian? That was terminated the moment you walked back to that damn club” you spit out to him.

Oh, and you promised yourself personal feelings wouldn’t get in the way this time. Guess this was a failed attempt at that.

He looked at you. “This is why I wanted to talk. You and Dabin jump to conclusions all by yourselves but you won’t hear me out first. How can you believe your side of the story when you haven’t heard mine yet?” He looked like a last puppy. He knew that if he didn’t talk about everything to you now, he probably would never get the chance again.

You didn’t say anything. Stubbornly looking to the floor, avoiding eye contact at all costs.

“I didn’t fuck Yura. I never have. I also never intended to” He says articulating every word to his best ability.

You look up to him. His eyes almost screamed at you, trying to get you to understand with just the look of his eyes.

“I swear y/n I would never do that to you.” He says taking a step closer to you.

You pinch your eyes closed looking to the ground, when he softly takes a hold of your hand.

“No!” you yell at him, yanking your hand out of his grip.

“You can’t just do that!” you yell letting your guard down.

Here come the waterworks.

Tears start to prickle your eyes when you look at him again. He took a step back without realizing, giving you some much needed space, still startled at your rejection.

“You have been fucking me up for months now Christian. This is not me being mad at what happened last weekend, this is me finally realizing I should have been mad at you all this time.” You say with a breaking voice. Even you acknowledged how sad and broken you sounded.

“I was going to come here, give you back those fucking shoes and get out of that fucking contract so I would never have to see your god damn face again.” Your voice cracked multiple times. Tears were flowing down your cheeks now. As you noticed you wiped your face with your sleeve, closing your eyes at the second hand embarrassment of crying in front of him again. You promised yourself you would keep it together at least once.

Christian just stood there, looking at you not knowing what to do. He wanted to touch, hug and kiss you so bad. He wanted to tell you that your tears were all for nothing. That everything was going to be okay. But he also realized that he had broken you, without knowing he did.

Of course he knew that having all of these meaningless sexual relationships with different women would catch up to him eventually. He only did it to feel less lonely. He had you, but not in the way he wished to have you. Contracts and being in the public eye complicated that wish for the both of you. But Christian was never the type to deal with his emotions the healthy way. He’d try anything to forget his feelings for you, not knowing it would end up hurting you as much as it did.

“Y/n I-” he starts, but you don’t let him finish.

“I was going to leave here, feeling content with myself for once but then you had to go and try to touch me again.” You say crossing your arms. Giving him an angry look with tears in your eyes, just standing there in the middle of his living room.

“Y/n please just don’t do this.” He says cautiously taking a step towards you again.

He sounded sad, and tired. Tired of this mess. The two of you were a toxic cocktail when not blended well, but a fucking match made in heaven if everything would have just worked out.

You cover your face with your hands. Crying into the sleeves of your black sweater not knowing how to get yourself together anymore.

He means too much to you. So much that it hurts.

He grabbed your wrists, pulling you into the tightest and warmest embrace he could give you. It was a risky thing to do on his end, but he didn’t know what else to do at this point anymore.

His body emitted a warmth you felt save in. A warmth that could make you feel relaxed at all times, a warmth that felt like home. Even though you knew you had to be strong, your mind doesn’t know how to resist anymore.

You were so tired, stressed and overworked. Your last descent meal was that damn macaroni and cheese, and your last good night sleep was probably almost two weeks ago.

He held you while you bawled like a baby. Unable to move or push him off of you. “Y/n I’m so, so incredibly sorry” he whispers while caressing your hair.

“You know me better than anyone y/n. You know I never had the intention to hurt you I’m just a fucking idiot sometimes” he says with his chin resting on the top of your head.

Your arms were now wrapped around him while you held him close, resting your head onto his chest listening to the soft thuds of his heartbeat as silence surrounded the both of you when you finally stopped sobbing.

After a while he slightly loosened the grip he had on you, taking your face into his hands inspecting it thoroughly. You had bags under your tired eyes which were red from crying. You looked pale, your lips were slightly chapped and your cheeks had sunken in a little.

He sighed and kissed your forehead while you still had your eyes closed.

“Let me take care of you a little before you hear me out okay?” he whispers caressing your cheeks with his thumbs

You nod and let him take your hand to lead you to his couch. You sit down, looking around. His suitcase from his trip to Peru was still in the middle of his living room floor, nothing unpacked except for toiletries. You sighed at the sight. It has been weeks. I guess his mind is in the same mess as yours is right now. Suddenly you feel bad for being here and being as cold as you were when you first entered.

A soft thud on the couch made you look up. Next to you Lori had joined you, laying down beside you, knowing you would always pet her. You smiled slightly at the sight of the dog cuddling up to you.

“How have you been girl” you ask petting her head. She just gives you a look and closes her eyes after, as if she was trying to tell you she was tired. “Same girl” you say shaking her paw as if you were shaking hands with her.

Christian returned with a glass of water and an ibuprofen.

“Take this” he says. “Your head must be pounding.”

You nod, taking it from him. You had missed these surroundings. Watching movies all night on the couch with Christian and Lori, or the so called ‘weird Wednesdays’ when you’d try to cook something together that you’ve never had before. Coming here was a good decision, even though it didn’t go as planned, at least now you realize that cutting ties with him completely without talking first wouldn’t resolve anything.

You still desperately wanted things to go back to normal, but you just didn’t know how at this point.

Giving you some space he sat on the opposite end of the couch, looking at you as if you were going to disappear at any second.

His eyes were glued on you and he studied every move you made when you took the medicine, flushing it away with the cold water and putting the glass down on his coffee table.

You brought your knees up to your chest, making yourself less vulnerable and more comfortable.

You finally collected the courage to look at his face. He was beautiful as always. He looked tired, but still effortlessly attractive.

You sigh still looking at him, resting your head on the top of the couch.

“Stay here tonight” he finally says.

You looked at him and shook your head.

“It’s pouring outside, and it’s late. Just stay” he says again. A little more determined this time.

“I really can’t.” you voice sounded raspy, raspier than you thought. You clear your throat and stare out the window.

“I won’t melt in the rain; besides I drove here so I should be fine” you say.

Both of you were just avoiding the obvious subject that needed to be spoken off.

“Still it’s dangerous” he says.

“Christian…” you sigh closing your eyes. Even though you had stayed over plenty of times, This just wasn’t going to happen now. He knew you’d never stay, not after everything that happened.

“Fine, at least stay until the rain slows or stops alright?” He says getting up. “I’ll fix up something to eat in the meantime. You look like a zombie.” He says giving you a sarcastic smile, walking to his kitchen.

You watch him open his fridge and inspect the contents. “Always so subtle with your choice of words Mr. Yu” you say getting up, leaving Lori’s sleeping state on the couch.

He didn’t pay much attention to you. He was lost in thought. Searching through his fridge for an egg and some spring onions to make you some ramyeon.

You walked towards his bathroom, opening the door and taking a look at yourself in the mirror.

You looked like shit. Absolute shit.

Your tired red eyes were even puffier than before. Your lips were chapped and your complexion looked lifeless with your sunken cheeks.

You turn on the faucet, splashing some cold water in your face. You pat you face dry with a towel and pinch your cheeks for some extra blood circulation. You also decide to steal his lip balm and apply some of it. You already looked a lot more alive with such little effort. You sigh looking at yourself one last time.

You stretch out, lost in thought when your eyes wander to see the door connected to his bedroom crooked open just enough to see inside of his bedroom.

You figured it’d be a mess as always, but as you look around your eyes stop at the sight of a female sleeping in his bed.

Your movements froze, and so did your heart.

Kim fucking Yura.


A/N: Don’t hate me :) 

Chapter 4 

tooruinspace  asked:

so you've done the top 5 sassiest HQ!! characters and the top 5 sexiest HQ!! characters, what about the top 5 cutest HQ!! characters? (also, all ur top 5 lists are spot on~ i love it!)

top 5 haikyuu cuties? the adorable ones that make you squeal :D

Be ready for a cuteness overload! :D

1. Hinata. My baby birb, my the sunshine son, have you seen his face? his eyes? his hair? he’s like a mix of every single cute feature you can find, concentrated in that tiny body of his. He’s so cute he almost makes me cry every time I look at him 

Originally posted by sasukeikun

2. Nishinoya. He’s my baby overly excited dragon and, much like Hinata, he truly is the walking definition of cute (*≧ω≦*) I mean look at hiiiim

Originally posted by nishinoya-yuu-bae

3. Kageyama. I can’t believe people find him intimidating while he’s just ??? a tol sleepy and awkward blueberry dork ??? and I love him ??? so much ???

Originally posted by kaori

4. Kenma. Have you ever seen a more adorable disgruntled litte kitty? I sure haven’t, he’s so precious! (HIS FACES THO)

Originally posted by alvsjo

5. Yaku. A LITTLE DEMON, every time I see him I have this urge to hug him but I bet he would probably fight me to death if I dared to touch him so there’s that

Originally posted by linglynz

- bonus: mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the tiniest ace of them all? 

Originally posted by kagtobio

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The Easy Way - Carl Grimes & Negan Imagine

Prologue

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

Part 16

Part 17

Part 18

Part 19

Part 20

Epilogue

summary: This is basically Negan being a prick to you, Carl’s girlfriend.


You sat on the floor in Judith’s room playing with her hands, making her giggle. When the door opened, you just assumed it was Olivia, but boy were you wrong. Negan walked in with Carl following him closely. Your laughter stopped and the smile dropped from your face, but Judith continued laughing. You instantly looked at Carl, unsure of what Negan had planned or was doing here.

“Well god damn, I don’t know which one of you is more adorable,” Negan chuckled before picking Judith up out of your lap and blowing you a kiss. You almost fought to hold on to Judith, but you knew better. He was going to take her, and it was better to let him have what he wanted the easy way.

You sat on the floor in disbelief, watching as the wicked man who killed your friends cradled the small child, cooing her into relaxation.

“Get up, precious. Join us on the patio,” Negan directed with a smirk. You stood up slowly, never breaking eye contact with him. Normally, either you or Carl would have made some kind of snarky remark towards Negan, but with him holding Judith, you complied with whatever he wished. Negan left the room, Carl following behind him, and you behind Carl.

“So,” Negan began, “this your girl?”

Carl looked at you before nodding, his facial expression remaining the same. It wasn’t how it normally was in the presence of Negan, though. He wasn’t wearing the same scowl his father often did. His face seemed softer; less intense.

“That sucks,” Negan sighed, pausing to taking a good look at your face. “I remember you.”

You didn’t dare respond.

“You’re that little badass who didn’t even flinch when red head took his beating! How could I forget such a pretty face?” he teased. You remained silent, glaring at him.

“I can see why you like the future serial killer so much. He’s a neat guy,” he said, sliding to the edge of his seat and leaning in closer to you. “Your daughter, she’s precious, just like you,” Negan taunted.

Your eyes widened when you realized that Negan thought Judith was your kid. You looked at Carl to see if you should correct him or not.

“She’s not her daughter,” Carl spoke up. “She’s my sister.”

Negan’s face faded back into a smirk. “Oh, goodie! That means you’re nice and unworn down there,” he mumbled, looking you up and down.

You stood up and walked inside, sick of his menacing bullshit. You’re something he can’t have the easy way.

Originally posted by justnegan

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💖 I’m dead 💖

anonymous asked:

cool, how about the RFA's guys reactions to MC in a swimsuit?

Author’s note: I had a lot of fun with this tbh

Zen

  • as soon as you walk out of the changing area his jaw drOPS
  • “A-Are you sure you aren’t showing too much skin? I don’t want other guys getting the wrong idea…”
  • Ends up making you wear his shirt over it
  • takes 100000 selfies with you and sends them all on the group message
  • brags about you to strangers
  • “She’s perfect, isn’t she? Our kids will be so lucky.”

Yoosung

  • just mentioning you in a bathing suits turns this kid’s face bright red 
  • CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF HIM FORM COHERENT THOUGHTS
  • “Y-you, I mean, t-that is just…”
  • hugs you at least 50 times before you can even get into the water
  • “Rika had a swimsuit like that”
  • is a precious smiley cinnamon roll and holds your hand the entire time 

V

  • walks over to you and slings his arm around you
  • “You’re just as radiant as always”
  • pulls out his camera and takes a billion pictures of you 
  • Let’s you wear his super cool sunglasses before he went blind
  • “They look better on you anyways…”

Jumin 

  • At first you can’t even tell if he likes it because he’s just staring at you with a blank expression 
  • before you know it he grabs your wrist and drags you back into the changing room and takes off that swimsuit as quickly as it was put on 
  • the whole entire day he sneaks glances at you
  • when you catch him he looks at his phone and pretends to work, but you can see tiny blush forming on his face
  • “I’ll tell Jaehee to make a note to take you to places that require swimsuits more often”

707

  • gLASSES BREAK
  • he literally just runs up to you and kisses you
  • “I couldn’t help myself”
  • drags you around all day to show you off
  • “That sure swimSUITS you”
  • he blushes almost as much as yoosung and it’s just SO CUTE
  • takes a picture of you without you knowing so he can set it as his phone screen and look at it when you reset again

Bonus:

Jaehee

  • runs and gives you a hug as soon as she sees you
  • “You look beautiful, MC!”
  • smiles like the angel she is
  • probably makes you feel self conscious bc she looks just as good if not better than you
EXO Reacts to: 'Please don't get hurt, I can't lose you. That would kill me.'

Summary: You think they’re sleeping when you whisper these words.

Xiumin

He’d find it cute that you cared so much for him. He’ll face you and reassure you that he will take care of himself and tell you that you have nothing to worry about.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Kris

He continues to pretend to be asleep, smiling triumphantly. When he’s sure that your fast asleep he returns the loving gesture.

‘I love you too Y/N.’

Originally posted by kriswudaily

Luhan

Dying over how adorable you are! At first he’ll pretend to sleep, but you notice the smirk on his face and he soon turns around and snuggles into your neck.

‘You’re the most precious thing on this planet princess.’

Originally posted by sehanniedew

Suho

Junmyeon thinks that this is the sweetest gesture in the world. He’ll look up at you with a sweet smile on his face, admiring you.

‘How did I get so lucky?’

Originally posted by yixingsosweet

Lay

Yixing remains oblivious to your sweet words, he’s way too deep in his sleep. But, he does unconsciously snuggle closer to you.

Originally posted by xiumined-and-minseoking

Baekhyun

He’s probably gonna tease you a little tbh. This doesn’t mean he isn’t fangirling on the inside though. As soon as he heard that sentence his heart leapt at his chest.

‘Aw jagi, look at you blushing! You’re so cute.’

Originally posted by pcyhappyvirus

Chen

He let’s out a cute giggle over how cute you are. He turns around to look at you and wraps his arms around your body, placing a sweet kiss on your cheek.

‘I love you so much Y/N.’

Originally posted by magnolia-in-may

Chanyeol

Immediately turns around and plasters kisses all over your face, literally squealing how cute you are.

‘Who knew I could love someone as much as I love you?’

Originally posted by urbeautifulway

D.O

His eyes shoot open, and he giggles at the embarrassed look on your face. He embraces your body, and the two of you share a passionate kiss.

‘As long as I have my jagi I’ll be safe and sound.’

Originally posted by nicelyjaythan

Tao

Although he’ll find what you said extremely heart warming and inside he’ll be screaming; he wouldn’t want you to know that he was a big softie so he would pretend to sleep for a while. Like Kris, once he thinks you’re asleep he’ll hold you close and whisper:

‘You are so sweet, I love you Y/N.’

Originally posted by shinylightblue

Kai

Jongin will be speechless, he’s so overwhelmed by how lovely you are. He stares at you with wide eyes, he falls in love with you all over again. He pulls your body close to his, holding on tight to you for the rest of the night.

‘I can never let you go Y/N, I want to be with you for the rest of my life.’

Originally posted by krismehard

Sehun

This lil brat is gonna carry on sleeping with a proud smirk on his face, your gesture of love and care has just raised his ego x1837382. He’ll bring this up randomly somewhere in the near future to tease you; of course he loves it though.

Originally posted by bubbleflexe

JERMY FARTZ (S2E4) MASTERPOST: NO BREAKING INTO PARTS, WE SCROLL LIKE MEN

I laugh at that name every time, and I’m not even sorry.

So I haven’t touched the 2 latest episodes because I’m lazy, but this was so much fun that I had to devote some time screaming to it! So get ready kids, because there is screaming (and spoilers) below the cut.

Though first: someone who’s never seen Camp Camp tell me what’s going on in this picture:

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