i need to stop trying to be cool

mrgioia77  asked:

Actually not a question, I just want to say you're beautiful. You have a gorgeous face, butt and the cutest girly dick. I can't stop watching you! I honestly didn't even try... <3

I love this kind of affirmation about me, it’s so cool so you don’t need to try okay? Xoxo


Mind Reader

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: angst adjacent, smut, dirty talk, LOTS of language

Word Count: 2.7k

A/N: I was looking through some REALLY old requests and I came across an idea from @jennalyncarrigan1230 from who knows how long ago. She pitched an idea that I have twisted and LOVE the outcome. I doubt she even remembers sending the ask, but her initial idea sparked this smutty goodness. This took on a life of its own. I haven’t wrote Dean smut or ANY smut in quite some time. This is officially DIRTY. Or at least by my standards it is. Hope you enjoy. ;) Italics & Bold indicate reader’s thoughts.  This has very little plot. Just the poor reader thinking her secret dirty thoughts about Dean only to have them be not so secret anymore.

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cinderdrilla  asked:

hit me up w/ some voltron goodness 8)

Lance puts his foot down, and Shiro/Slav have a long overdue talk.

Shiro never figured Lance for the snapping type. They all had their moments, under the constant stress of intergalactic rebellion, but Lance kept a reasonably calm lid on it – his self-titled “rivalry” with Keith aside. Looking at him now, there is only surprise at the way he’s holding himself, the set of his expression: Lance looks both nervous and pissed off.

‘Keith – could you give us a minute?’ he says, in a deliberately calm voice. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Keith hesitate, as if reading the tenseness of the situation and worrying that it might get out of hand. ‘Now, Keith. Go check on Slav’s sector.’

Reluctantly, and with a suspicious look at them both, Keith exits. Lance looks even more nervous when he does. More so when silence settles on them, and he raises a brow at Lance. Well? says the look, say what you have to.

‘I just… you’re way too hard on him,’ Lance repeats, a far cry from the irritated way he’d snapped Can’t you just cut Slav some slack? ‘He’s trying to help, Shiro. I-it’s not… he doesn’t mean to annoy you. It’s just how he… is.’

‘Excuse me?’ His previous calm turns to surprise. He keeps his voice low, not meaning to menace – but Lance scowls a little deeper, mistaking it for nonchalance.
Don’t, Shiro. You sound just like Iverson when you do that, a-and he was an ass,’ Lance says, voice rising only in pitch. Angry and nervous, like a cornered cat. Shiro takes a small step back to give him breathing room, but Lance stays tense. ‘Slav only wants to help. You treating him like a nuisance isn’t – it’s not fair, okay. He can’t help being jumpy; he was a prisoner for ages –’

It takes a second or two for that to sink in. When Shiro goes quiet, when his stare goes vacant as he processes this, Lance steps forward, speech picking up momentum as he grew more defensive.

‘– and it’s not easy to adapt out here,’ there’s a note of hurt in his voice, and it hits Shiro more than the chastising. ‘Slav got taken from his people and thrown into a war just like we did. He’s handling it different. YOU handled it different, we all did. I thought you’d understand him because of it, since you both got tortured by the Galra.’

That’s almost an accusation, and now Shiro fully understands what has Lance so fired up, so recalcitrant. And that understanding brings with it a sense of guilt, especially with the way Lance had said I THOUGHT you’d understand.

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More and more Quileute tribe members were shifting uncontrollably from human to wolf due to the oncoming mass of vampires. The older members were all helping the cubs understand how to work their new ability without hurting themselves or someone else. Sam was especially adamant on that fact, he didn’t want anyone repeating his mistake.

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anonymous asked:

Do u think Harry likes to snuggle??

Is this even a question? The answer is yes. Yes, yes, yes, absolutely yes.

I bet he’d try to snuggle you everywhere. Especially at home. He’d come up to you with his arms wide open, his lips all puffy and saying “I wanna cuddle”. He’d put his body on yours, and nuzzle his face in your hair, smelling the shampoo in your hair. 

You’d play with his rings, slide them on and off, and take Harry’s hand and kiss the back of it every now and then. You’d also kiss his knuckles, and pet his skin with your thumb. Harry would look at you with smile on his face, and place little kisses on your hairline. 

His body is so warm, like, maybe too warm. When you’d try to pull away from him just to cool down for a bit, he’d start whimpering. “Where are yeh goin’, come back here” he stops you by draping his leg over your waist, and he pulls you closer to him. “Harry! I’m so hot” you complain, but he doesn’t listen. He just keeps on kissing your shoulder.

“I’m serious, I’m burning” you say more sternly, and Harry wraps his fingers around the waistband of your sweatpants. He looks up to you, his cheeks flushed and light bags under his eyes.

“Well, I guess we don’t need these, do we, pet?”

Scribble-Doodle: Beating Heart

MalecWeek2017, Day 5: Non-supernatural AU.

Magnus will never again take a thing as simple as a heartbeat for granted.

“How is he?” Jace asks and his voice is quiet, hesitant over the phone.

Magnus steps over to the French window and looks out into the sunlit backyard where Alec’s lying in a hammock in the shadow of a large tree, swinging gently back and forth in the light afternoon breeze.

“Resting,” Magnus answers with a little smile.

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And I need you to be cool Uncle Ace! Okay?!

Prompt; Law accidentally gets Fem-Luffy pregnant; everyone’s reaction.

In an AU where nothing hurts and Ace got to live.

Law’s a doctor.

More importantly than that though, Law is a paranoid little bastard.

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O Helga Natt, yousana style (for tomorrow’s clip)


So here I am again with this fic that it’s going to be based on what I’d like to see tomorrow (final clip of 4x09) between Yousana + all the squads scheming together to get those two to talk

I really hope you enjoy it and that it’s not confusing with all the conversations.


Have the world’s best summer”

He read it over and over again trying to make sense of what had happened.

For a moment he thought that Sana was finally giving him a chance, he had been over the moon for 5 minutes, the time that it took for her to answer to his text saying that she couldn’t meet him and that she wished he had a nice summer, the world’s best summer, well guess what, he wasn’t.

He looked down at his phone and noticed he had one more notification, a missed call from Noora. Why would Noora called him? He was about to find out.

“Hello?” Noora said

“Hi, Noora? I have a missed call from you?”

“Oh, yes, it’s true. I called you yesterday”

“What for?” Yousef asked

“Uh…well actually it’s because you weren’t answering Sana’s text. I know it sounds stupid but I was worried”

“I left my phone at work and I haven’t got it until now” Yousef explained

“That makes sense.” Noora said “So, did you text Sana back?”


“And when are you meeting?”

“Apparently never” he said bitterly


“I asked her if we could meet on Friday and she said that she can’t this week and that she wishes I have a nice summer”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“I wish”

“Ah, I can’t believe this girl!” Noora said exasperated

“It’s okay Noora, she’s just not interested in me. I get it”

“No Yousef, you don’t get it. Look, I shouldn’t tell you this but she was really excited to meet you, she…she likes you Yousef and if she’s cancelled your date it’s because something must’ve happened”

“What do you mean she likes me? She doesn’t”

“She does and I’m going to find out what is going on”

“Wait! What should I do? Should I text her? Should I go to see her?”

“No, she clearly needs space. I’ll fix it, we’ll fix it”


“I’ll find help, you just…keep on with your life like nothing happened”

“Noora, you just told me that the girl I’m in love with likes me back, you can’t expect me to act like nothing happened”

“For this plan to work you’ll have to”

“What plan?”

“Bye Yousef”

“Noora! What plan?” he said but she had already hanged up the phone.

Yousef sighed and sat down on the bed.

“She likes me” he whispered to himself with a goofy smile “she likes me”


“Pick up, pick up, pick up” Noora said pacing around her room nervously


“Elias? Hi it’s Noora, Sana’s friend”


“I know this is weird but I need to talk with you”

“How did you get my number?”


“Okay…what do you want to talk about?”

“What do you think about Sana and Yousef?” Noora just asked

“What do you mean?”

“What do you think about Sana and Yousef being together? Are you okay with that?”

“Sana and Yousef? I thought Yousef was with you”

“No! Why everybody keeps thinking that?. There’s nothing between us. He’s in love with your sister and she’s pretty much in love with him too”

“Oh…okay uh…Well, I’ve seen those two pining for each other since they met”

“So, you’re okay with them being together?”

“Yes, yes, I’m totally okay with it”

“Cool, ‘cause I need your help”

“My help with what?” Elias asked confused

“We need to get those two to talk. I have a plan. Are you in?”

“Yes, I’m in but what is the plan?”

“Meet me at my house in two hours and I’ll tell you. Oh! And bring the rest boys, they all need to know. And of course you can’t tell anything to Yousef or Sana”


“Okay, everyone’s here right?” Noora said as she stood in the middle of the Kollektiv living room

Vilde, Eva and Chris were sitting on one of the couches while Mikael, Adam and Mutta sat in the other one. Isak and Even were also there both sitting on the floor with Isak between Even’s legs and his back resting against his chest. Eskild and Linn were also sitting on the floor around the table. Finally Elias was standing right beside Noora.

“Why are we here exactly?” Eskild asked

“Well, actually I don’t really need you or Linn but since you also live here I thought you could hang out with us if you wanted” Noora said shrugging

“So I don’t have to be here? I can go to my room?” Linn asked

“Yes, Linn you can”

See ya” Linn said standing up and leaving.


“Oh no Noora, I’m staying”

“Okay, so the thing is…we need to talk about Sana and Yousef”

“We need to get those two together and soon before Yousef leaves” Elias added

“So Sana likes Yousef? I mean we all knew Yousef’s been in love with her for years but Sana too?”

“Sana likes him a lot!” Vilde said excited

“She told me” Eskild added

“And me!” Isak said

“Okay so long story short, I got Sana to text Yousef so they could meet but then she backed off and…” Noora started

“I’ve talked to my mom. I asked her if she knew something about Yousef and Sana, I told her how I thought they liked each other and I really thought they should be together. Well, she told me that Sana received Yousef’s message while being with her and that she told Sana that she should think about the difficulties she’d have to face if she married Yousef. So basically?” Elias continued

“She backed off because she’s scared” Noora ended

Everyone in the room looked at them trying to process all the information.

“Are you sure you want to be with William, Noora? I mean you two would make a powerful couple” Eskild said pointing at Noora and Elias

“We’re here to talk about Sana and Yousef, Eskild” Noora said rolling her eyes “Okay so I talked to Yousef and I told him Sana liked him and that I’d fix it so that’s why we’re here, to fix it”

“And how are we going to do that?” Eva asked

“Well, we need to lie to them” Elias said

“On Friday Sana will be with us, we will be driving around with our van” Noora explained

“And us boys, we will be with Yousef and we will take him some place he and my sister apparently went in their first and only sort of date. Sana told Noora about it apparently” Elias said

“Yes, she told me that they had been playing basketball and that they had talked, like really talk, for the first time so I think it’d be nice if we plan their meeting there”

“So we will take Yousef there” Elias explained to the boys “Isak, Even you two can come if you want and also your boys. And the girls…”

“We will drive around with Sana and we will take her there without her knowing” Noora finished

Again everyone just stared at them.

“Yeah, I see what you mean” Mutta told Eskild pointing at Noora and Elias “They definitely make an interesting couple”

“Can we focus?” Elias said clapping his hands

“Have you understood what you have to do?” Noora asked “Any questions?”

Eskild raised his hand slowly

“Yes Eskild?”

“I have a question” he said turning to look at Adam and Mikael who were sitting on the couch “How long have you two been dating?”

“What? what are you talking about?” Adam said removing his arm from Mikael’s shoulder and sitting straight.

“You’ve been holding hands since you arrived” Eskild said

“No, we haven’t” Mikael said

“There’s nothing between us, we’re bros that’s it” Adam added

“Okay…whatever…not pressuring you. Just know that my gaydar never fails” Eskild winked at them

“We’re not together” Mikael said

“We’re not. Come on guys say something” Adam looked around waiting for someone to defend them but they were all awkwardly silent.

Guys?” Mikael asked

Even held back a smirk while Elias looked at the floor and Mutta scratched the back of his neck.

“So, what time should we meet tomorrow?” Mutta asked breaking the silence

“Around 8 will be okay, any more questions?” Noora said


“Where are we going? I thought we were going to chill at Adam’s” Yousef said on Friday evening as he walked with the boys

“We were, but we thought that we could go to another cool place instead” Elias said

“What cool place?”



“Why are you stopping Chris?” Sana asked as she sat inside their Loser van

“Uh, I think we can rest for awhile here” Chris said

“Where are we?” Sana said trying to look at the windows but Noora Vilde and Eva were blocking her view

“Okay Sana? We need to talk” Noora said


“What are we doing here?” Yousef said when he realized where he was “What is this?”

“Yousef man, we need to talk” Elias said “We need to talk about my sister”

“Sana? What about her?”

Well, see that van parked over there?” Elias said pointing behind him “She’s inside”

“What? Why? What is going on?” Yousef said anxiously


“Sana…look where we are” Eva said moving so she could see

Sana got closer to the window and recognized the place instantly. They were on the basketball court where she and Yousef had had their first and only real conversation.

“But how? Why? What are we doing here?” Sana asked confused

“Yousef is here, Sana” Noora said “And you two need to talk”


“Just listen to me okay?” she said “Sana that boy, he’s in love with you and you’re in love with him and I know you’re scared because you think that you two can’t be together, I know you think that it’ll be impossible but Sana he’s a good guy, you know that. He would never do anything to hurt you. And look, at the end of the day, this is your decision and we will respect it but you need to at least talk to him and tell him how you feel.”


“Yousef I know you’re in love with my sister”


“And she’s in love with you”


“She’s in love with you but she’s scared. She thinks that you two can’t be together because you’re not muslim. But you are Yousef, you are the most muslim boy I know, you’re the best guy I know and I wouldn’t want anyone else for my sister. And I know you two can make it work. All you have to do is talk to each other, prove to her that you’re worth it”


“Sana, are you really in love with him?” Noora asked

Sana nodded holding back the tears

“So go there and tell him”


“Yousef, are you really in love with her?” Elias asked

Yousef nodded closing his eyes

“So go there and tell her”


Sana took a deep breath and got out of the van. A few meters from her she saw Yousef standing with Elias and the rest of the boys, but he wasn’t looking at them, he was looking at him.


Yousef saw her getting out of the van, his heart skipped a beat and before he could stop himself he started walking towards her, his eyes never leaving hers.


She walked towards him and for a moment it was like the rest of the world didn’t exist. It was as if she was walking in slow motion, her eyes never leaving his.


They kept walking towards each other until they were only a step away.

“I’m in love with you” both of them said at the same time

They stared at each other’s eyes, trying to process their words.

“I’m sorry” again, they spoke at the same time.

Yousef couldn’t help but chuckle while Sana shook her head smiling. They either didn’t talk at all or they wanted to talk at the same time.

“You first” Yousef nodded

“I’m sorry Yousef, I’m sorry for giving you mixed signals and for being always back and forth with you. I just…I’m in love with you but I’m scared, scared that we won’t work. I thought…I thought that I’d rather lose you now than in a few years” she said as tears were rolling down her face

“But you don’t have to lose me. Sana, I’m in love with you, I’ve been in love with you pretty much since I met you. And I know it’s not going to be easy and that we will have bad moments but I think that the good moments will be totally worth it. Sana I respect you and I respect your faith and I would never ever do anything to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“I know you wouldn’t…” She said sniffling

He swallowed hard trying to keep his own tears from falling

“Sana is your choice and I’ll respect it but…don’t you think that a chance of being together is worth the risk?”

“It won’t be easy” she warned him

“I don’t want easy, I want you, just the way you are”

“And you’re leaving tomorrow” she said looking at the floor

“I’m not”

“What?” she looked up at him frowning

“You said you couldn’t meet this week so I postponed the flight a month” he said shrugging

“What? Why would you do that?”

“Don’t you remember? Alt for deg girl”

Sana’s face lit up and her lips curved into a big smile. She took the step that was keeping them apart and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was taken aback for a moment but soon hugged her back.

“Does this mean you’re giving us a chance?” he whispered in her ear

She pulled apart and looked at him with a big smile


“Yeah?” he asked smiling

“Yes” she nodded

“SHE SAID YES!” he shouted using his hands to amplify his voice

Suddenly everyone started to cheer them, on one side the girl squad who had been standing by the van the whole time and were now hugging each other, and on the other side the balloon squad and the boy squad who were clapping their hands and patting each other’s backs excited.

“They’re going to think that you just proposed to me or something” Sana laughed

“I can’t help it. I’m the happiest man alive right now. Are you happy?” he asked grinning at her

“I’m happy” she said smiling right back at him.


Prompt:  Hey I don’t know if you’re taking any prompts but I have one based on today’s clip… Noora has had enough of the will they/won’t they with Yousana, and decides to get the girl squad, balloon squad, boy squad/Evak etc to help her FINALLY get yousana together to talk and admit their feelings for each other. Basically everyone scheming to get those kids together.. thank you xx

So this is it!

I hope you’ve liked it!

If Julie screws up tomorrow at least we will always have this

Just imagine that Yousef and Sana walking towards each other was in slow motion okay?

And YES I’m going to hint at Elias x Noora and Mikael x Adam for the rest of my life until they’re canon

Thank you so much for reading!!!

anonymous asked:

victuuri taking care of a sick!yurio?

Yuri first noticed there was something wrong when Victor’s cheerful words to him were a blur from across the ice. His head swam with kind of a dull throbbing pain and there was a sheen of sweat across his forehead. Victor noticed something off and stopped mid-conversation with Yuuri to head over and pull Yuri to the side.

“Victor, what the hell-” Yuri growled before a sudden wave of dizziness passed over him and he was forced to grip Victor’s arm as support. He whimpered as Victor pressed a cool hand to his forehead, frowning at the heat he felt.

“Yurio, you’re not well,” Victor said quickly, “You need to stop and take a break-”

Yuri sighed, trying to roll his eyes and failing. “I’m fine, okay? Leave me alone.”

Victor opened his mouth to protest but Yuri had already skated away to the center of the ice, forcing his muddled head to focus.

Okay. First jump is a triple axel. Then a…a…salchow? Crap, I can’t remember.

Shaking his head, Yuri positioned himself to go into his jumps. He heard some yelling behind him and before he could leap off the ice, a pair of hands gripped his arm.

“Yurachka, you are in no condition to jump right now,” Victor growled, “Come here.”

Yuri didn’t have the energy to argue, and he allowed himself to be lead off the ice onto a nearby bench. A cool hand pressed against his forehead and he made out some mumbling around him.

Whatsgoinon? Oh, right. We came here for a late night practice. The three of us…in…Russia? Japan? What rink is this? Ugh, my head….

“You’re really burning up, bratik,” Victor said worriedly as Yuri’s face flushed with heat.

Yuri whimpered a little, rubbing at his forehead. His whole body ached and was flushed red with heat, a sheen of sweat beginning to break out over his body.

It hurts. I want to go home.

“Dedushka,” he whispered, wishing his grandfather was there, “It hurts.”

“Victor, we need to take him home,” Yuuri said quietly, “He definitely has a fever.”

If Yuri had more energy, he would have grumbled and complained as he felt his skates being untied and slipped off and then someone scoop him up into their arms and begin to carry him through the rink. He vaguely registered getting in a car and driving some distance before being picked up again.

When he came to more full awareness, he registered that he was laid out on Yuuri and Victor’s couch, a cool washcloth on his forehead. He was embarrassed to realize that he was in his pajamas, meaning someone had helped change his clothes. A quiet kid’s movie was playing on the tv and Makkachin was curled at his feet. He blinked blearily to see Yuuri sitting a few feet away, glass of water in hand.

“Hey Yurio,” he said gently, “Do you think you can swallow? I’ve brought you some medicine.”

Yuri groaned, his throat feeling swollen and hot. He nodded a little, coughing at the slight movement. Yuuri handed him some medicine and waited for him to put in in his mouth while he grabbed the glass, drinking slowly.

Tears burned his eyes as the water slid down his throat. He was sore, exhausted, hot, and confused, and all he wanted was his grandfather. Curling into a small ball under the covers, he was overcome by a thudding wave of pain in his head.

“Dedushka,” he whimpered, “на пóмощь!”

His plea for help was heard by Victor, who came over and run a cool hand over his forehead.

“Hush, bratik. We’re here, we’ll help you,” Victor soothed. The coolness of his pale fingers was calming Yuri down a little, as was Yuuri’s gentle presence. Colors swarmed in and out of his vision as his fever raged through, the pounding headache not abating.

Wait. Where are we? Katsudon…and Victor? Is…what’s happening…

“Where’s Beka?” he mumbled, “Gotta…plan the exhibition skate…”

Victor and Yuuri exchanged worried glances before looking down to him.

“Yurio, your exhibition skate was months ago,” Victor said gently, “You nearly gave Yakov a heart attack with it, remember?”

Months? No, but…I was…going to go…

“Gotta go,” he slurred, “Gotta see Beka at the club. Need…to sneak in…”

“I knew that’s how that happened!” Victor hissed while Yuuri shushed him, pressing another cool washcloth on Yuri’s forehead.

“Where’s dedushka?” Yuri mumbled, “Missed my short program…need…to keep katsudon on the ice…can’t retire…”

Yuuri’s eyes softened a little as Victor audibly cooed at the words. Yuri on the other hand was completely unaware of everything around him, mumbling thoughts as they would cross through his brain.

“Victor, Katsudon,” he whined, “It hurts. Make it stop.”

“Don’t worry, Yuri,” Yuuri said as Victor grabbed a hold of Yuri’s hand, “We’re here.”

“We’re not leaving you.”

anonymous asked:

Even if michael had a squip I can't see him wanting it like, at all?? It's just so ooc for him to want/have one

yeah!! like he’s totally content with where he is! he’s a loser and he’s okay with it he doesn’t want to be popular or cool! he just wants to hang out with jeremy and the squip would probably try and stop that which literally goes against everything michael wants!

Well, well, well… They are back!

Whom am I talking about, in thing plethora of comebacks? Why Monsta X of course!

Monsta X is a group of 7 super talented members!

Originally posted by song-butt

Last comeback, they came out with “All in”, a great  song with an awesome(yet super confusing) plot driven music video, claiming that it was only Part 1.

Originally posted by wonhobe

So when i heard that they are coming back i got extremely excited to see the continuation of the story and to hear their new album.

Aaaaaaand to be honest, at first i was a bit disappointed with the new music video, probably because i was expecting something very similar to ‘All in’, a more fluid continuation.

However, when I saw the music video a few more times, it had really grown on me, The shots are great and there were some links to the previous music videos, but i guess i am a bit to stupid to understand right away!

Originally posted by i-dyology

The ending, however… still feels very random.

The song too is great! I really like Fighter, in fact, i love all the songs on this album! 

And the members… oh my lord are they amazing!

First we have our leader: Shownu

Originally posted by madtwn

He is a great dancer and his stage presence just slays everyones existence! Just watch him on Hit the Stage for some solo dance action(by solo i mean without the other members). So, lets not sleep on Shownu please!

Then we have Kihyun:

Originally posted by kihqun

This boy is a cutie with amazing vocals! Yes, his vocals are truly great! I feel guilty for saying this, but there are times where i can see why Monsta X is Kihyun and friends. And, in my opinion, that is not always a bad thing. After all, there are songs which are truly amazing for him and choruses which just fit his voice perfectly!

Of course, we also have Jooheon:

Originally posted by kihqun

Ok so.. This rapper kills me! And not just because of his skills and voice, but also his persona! He just seems like such a fun guy who can kill with aegyo! He lights up the room and then performs and suddenly everything changes and he becomes just unbearably amazing! And lets be real, i find his sexiness no joke! He just seems like a manly man with a great twist aka aegyo.

Then theres I.M:

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Our precious, precious maknae! His raps, great and his singing though… so sweet! Just watching him, makes me wanna hug him, but then he gets all cool and spectacular and all i can think is “WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO OUT OF MY LEAGUE!” He also looks great with the new hair!

Lets not forget Hyungwon, of course!

Originally posted by minyeossi

So, heres the thing, i admit to the fact that at first, Hyungwon’s look slightly disturbed me. It’s just that his lips and jaw just seem so out of sync with his face… It just seemed like he failed having botox, and so his face got slightly deformed. However, as i saw more of Monsta X and so a lot of their interview I realised one thing: Hyungwon need to be protected at all cost! I believe that its okay if someone does not immediately get attracted to him, but its never okay to hate a human being for that! After all, he is just so sweet, so kind, so graceful that i fell in love with him! Hyungwon is a beautiful human being!(PS, can we please ask for some more lines for this angel?)

Then there is…. Minhyuk!

Originally posted by chiqkihyun

Minhyuk is a precious cinnamon role. He is so cute, so sweet, it destroys all Monsta X fans! He just speaks and everyone was to take this puppy and wrap him in blankets! And just like for Hyungwon, can this beautiful human get more that a mere 13 seconds please? 

Also, he has such a cute bromance with the leader, Shownu.

Originally posted by kpop-trashbag

Bromance and fanservice at its best!

And … for last… we have… Wonho.

Originally posted by skele-chim

Did I ever think id find a man in a crop top hot? Nop, but things change… drastically.

Real talk now.

I really hope that Wonho doesn’t mind being so sexualised, I really do. Because sometimes it gets a bit out of hand. After all, when is he finally going to be able to do things fully clothed?

Originally posted by kihqun

He doesn’t even get to make stuff with clothes on! And like i said, if he enjoys it, good for him, you go boy! But if it is done against his will, then it is unfair. I just really don’t want to hear, that he is forced to do the whole sexy thing for the rest of his life. 

Originally posted by wonhuff

But other than that, Wonho just seems.. special. There is an aura around him of a guy comfortable with what he is, who has experienced some things( and he has since he was like 14, which for me is totally fine. After all, in my country it is not uncommon to have a drink or smoke at 14-15. In fact, most in the end live a typical life). I do however, want to see a bit more of personality from him. Cause although he seems comfortable, I think he might just be comfortable about his own little safe zone as Wonho, rather than as Shin Hoseok. I don’t know whats going on in his head, but please don’t kill me! I love Wonho and Shin Hoseok, but the is my opinion! But i think this doesn’t just apply to Shin Hoseok, but to many if not most idols and famous people in general.

So, this is the roundup of the groups members, The amazing members!

As a bonus, lets make a bit of a Monsta X spam!

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So yes. This is our beloved Monsta X. The group of beloved, fun loving ‘dorks’(said in the most loving way) who make up a cool kpop group!

BTW: I know that I’m primarily an ARMY, but yo, THEY NEED TO WIN AT LEAST ONES!!! They deserve it so much! So please! Lets give them at east 1 win!

Originally posted by monstaxs

Thank you for reading!

PS. Wohno can you please stop? Cause every time i try to find a gif for anything all i see is you! I love you and all but.. please… you are killing me!

I’m not going to make friends here but this has been on my mind for a while and the latest discussion encourages me to speak up:

Don’t make Reyes a woobie. This is one of the WORST tropes in fandom because it’s so far removed from reality and who the character actually is.
You don’t do him any favors by pretending he doesn’t do half of what he does in the game. There is a reason many of us find him fascinating as he is, with his less than perfect morals. He manipulates, lies, and brings a sniper to a duel to get what he wants when he wants it.
This is canon. We need to stop pretending it isn’t! And yes he has his reasons and yes it’s all very interesting, but listen: Cool motive! Still murder.

And Sloane isn’t better, she does despicable things all the time.
As a Sloane fan, I have to acknowledge that. I don’t want to paint a black and white picture. I don’t want to pretend she’s a woobie (she would be appalled by the very idea). She’s no angel and she owns that. Reyes does too.

IDK, those characters are so interesting and complex. Trying to simplify everything to make one look better than the other is just a terrible idea. 
And this is coming from a fan who gets almost no content for their favorite character while Reyes fans have a very supportive and active community. 
Basically: you don’t need to woobify Reyes to get him love in this fandom :)

Fix-it fic. Post Sterk i din tro


So as I said I’ve written a continuation of today’s clip to try to cheer everyone up a little bit.

In this fic Yousef and Sana talk with real words about their situation. 

This is not entirely fluffy but frankly, the situation isn’t either so I’ve tried to keep it as realistic as possible.

I hope you like it and that this doesn’t upset anyone for any reason, I’ve written it with all my respect.


How could he be so stupid? What kind of 19 years old boy leaves his phone at work and doesn’t think about getting it back? Yousef cursed himself as soon as he read Sana’s message.

The previous day he had been so busy at the kindergarten that he hadn’t had time to check it and then he had forgotten it at the place. Now, any normal teenager would’ve come back and got it but he thought that it wasn’t a big deal being a day without his phone. Well, surprise Yousef, it is a big deal when your crush decides to finally text you and you take 29 hours to answer her.

Now the question was, what should he answer? Should he just say yes? Should he try to act cool? Whatever, he wasn’t cool, not at all.

Of course I want to hang out with you!” he texted “What about Friday? I’m leaving on Saturday”

He paced nervously around his room waiting for her reply. What if he had messed up? What if he had waited too long to answer? What if she already had other plans? What if…?

His heart skipped a beat when he heard his phone beeping. He unlocked it and saw a facebook notificacion.

“Oh are you leaving this Saturday? I can’t this week” the text said “I hope you have the world’s best summer”

Yousef felt his heart breaking when he read the message. Once again he had lost the opportunity with Sana. Of course she had plans, if only he hadn’t left his phone at the kindergarten. When Sana finally talks to him, he screws up. He sat on his bed and put his head on his hands. He should’ve told her sooner about his trip, he should’ve told her when he was leaving, he should’ve…

Wait a minute. Yousef took his phone and read the message again, and again, and again. There was something that didn’t make sense. He had told her when he was leaving, he actually had. On Sunday Elias had asked him when he was leaving and she had heard, she had even asked him for how long he was leaving. Why would she act like she was surprise because he was leaving that Saturday? Yousef tried to calm himself, maybe she hadn’t understood him, maybe she thought he meant the following Saturday. But no, the boys were specifically making plans for Friday because Yousef was leaving that Saturday, Sana was there she heard the whole conversation. What was going on? That text didn’t make sense. Was she backing off again? Was she just trying to confuse him? What exactly was she doing?

Well, sitting in his room he wasn’t going to find out, that was obvious.


He knocked on the door and waiting impatiently. He was about to knock again when the door opened.

“Yousef? What are you doing here?” Elias asked

“Is Sana home?”


“Elias, is Sana home?”

“Yes, I think so. I know my mom left but I think she’s in her room”

“Cool” Yousef said trying to walk past Elias

“Wow, wow, wow, where do you think you’re going?” Elias said stopping him

“Elias I need to talk to your sister”

“Well, like you just said, she’s my sister so before I allow you to go talk to her you’re going to tell me what’s going on”

“That’s what I want to know. I want to know what’s going on” Yousef said exasperated

“Elias who is…” Sana said as she entered the hall “Yousef…”

She froze when she saw him. She thought she wouldn’t see him before he’d leave.

“Sana we need to talk” Yousef said taking a step towards her

“About what?”

“About the text” Yousef said

“Look, I’m sorry I can’t meet…I just…” Sana said looking at the floor

“Don’t lie to me, Sana, just don’t”

“Okay, can someone explain me what is happening? What text?” Elias asked looking back and forth between the two of them.

“I just want to talk to you Sana, please” Yousef pleaded

“Elias go” she just said

“Are you sure?” her brother asked

“Yes, just go”

Elias nodded and left his friend and his sister alone.

“Sana, what is going on?” Yousef asked

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” she said

“Of course you do. Why are you talking like you didn’t know I was leaving on Saturday?”

“I didn’t…”

“That’s bullshit. You knew” Yousef took a deep breath before continuing “You know Sana I’m just…I’m trying really hard to understand you but you keep giving me mixed signals. We spent the afternoon together and we had what I think it was an amazing time together and then you blocked me on facebook”

“I blocked you before that” she muttered


“I blocked you before that…”

“Okay, whatever the fact is that you blocked me and then you invited us to the karaoke place and surprise Even was there and you knew. Then you started to act super cold towards me and I tried to get closer to you and I know I was a dick when I stole your ball but I was just trying to make you smile. And then at Eva’s party you smile at me, like I wasn’t imagining things Sana, you looked at me and smiled and on Sunday you sat by me and talked to me for the first time in forever and then you add me on facebook and say you want to hang out and when I say yes you change your mind and act like you didn’t know I was leaving. Why? Why are you doing this? What exactly do you want from me?”

Sana felt her chest tighten and her stomach sink. She looked at Yousef, she could see the pain in his eyes, the desperation to try to understand her but how could he when even she didn’t understand herself. She tried not to cry but she felt so bad about hurting Yousef and eventually the tears started to roll down her face.

“No, no, no, don’t cry please” Yousef begged her taking a step towards her “Sana please don’t cry, I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m really sorry”

Sana shook her head and looked at the floor.

“Sana please…I just…look Sana I like you…I more than like you, I’m in love with you and I just…I thought that maybe you felt the same but then I’ve been receiving this mixed signals from you and I didn’t know what to think. But I’m really sorry I didn’t want to make you cry, that’s the last thing I wanted”

“I do” Sana muttered


“I do” she repeated this time looking at him “I do feel the same way about you”

“You do?” he took another step hesitantly

“Yes and…I’m sorry I’ve given you mixed signals it’s just…” she said wiping the tears from her face “I saw you kissing Noora and I thought you were together but then Noora told me the truth and she told me that you liked me so I texted you because I really really wanted to hang out with you and to tell you that I like you”

“And why did you cancel?”

“Because you’re not muslim” she said biting her lip

Yousef’s face dropped as he took a step backwards aware of the little space that had been between them

“I understand” he said nodding

“No you don’t. Yousef I want to be with you, I really do but I don’t know how we could make this work. I wouldn’t give up my faith for you and I would never ask you to believe in something you don’t so how could we make it work when we don’t share the same values?”

“But we do, Sana” he said “Look, I’m not going to pressure you into being with me if you don’t feel comfortable with it but we do share the same values Sana. And I respect you and your faith so much and I would never ever do anything to keep you apart from it or to make you feel uncomfortable. If you gave me a chance I’d prove it to you. Just one chance Sana, let me show you that this can work. You put the rules and I follow them”


“And if at any moment you want to give up, you want to stop I will respect it, it’s your decision Sana. Whatever you decide I’ll respect it.”

“It wouldn’t be easy” Sana said shaking her head “You wouldn’t just have to convince me, you’d have to convince my whole family, everyone that is around us”

Yousef nodded and took his phone from his pocket.

“What are you doing?” Sana asked frowning “We’re talking about our future here and you’re texting someone?”

“I’m cancelling my flight” he said still looking at his phone

“What? Why?” she said but he didn’t answer, she took a step closer to him “Yousef, why?”

“Because Sana…” he said looking up at her “If I have to convince you and your whole family that I’m worthy of being with you I should get started right now, right? I can’t leave for two months”

“Yousef…you don’t have to do that” she said shaking her head

“I told you, I’m going to prove you that this can work, this is just the first step. So, what do you say? Would you give me a chance and make me the luckiest man alive?”

Sana laughed and rolled her eyes

“Is that a yes?” he asked

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’m sure if you are” he said

“Then okay…let’s try this”

“Yeah?” he asked with a big grin on his face

“Yeah” she said smiling


“Yousef, yes”

“Just wanted to make sure” he chuckled.

“So, what’s the next step?” she asked “Since you have it all planned”

“Oh, I’m going to make your mom fall in love with me, she’s going to love me”

“A little cocky don’t you think?” she said raising her eyebrows at him

“I made the great Sana Bakkoush like me, after that I can achieve any goal”

“So I’m just a goal for you?”

“You’re more than just a goal for me, you’re my…”

“Soulmate?” she finished for him with a smile

“Exactly that, you’re my soulmate” he said

“And you’re mine”



Set at the “Sterk i din tro” klip Seen from Yousef’s pov, when he just realises he has gotten the message from Sana and then reply quickly after felling so happy, but then she turn him down. Later that evening he comes over to be together with Elias and he tries to get in contact with Sana, but she is cold towards him. He confronts her and she tells him everything or something like that

A fix-it for todays clip? where they sit down and talk about stuff, i know you’ve written a hundred fix-its now but tbh your fics make me happier than the actual show right now. I hope you are well and that your exams are going well. Love You and your writing

after Yousef read sana’s response he decides to go to her place and talk face to face

I’ve received another prompt regarding next Friday’s clip and I think maybe I’ll write it tomorrow

I know this isn’t my greatest fic but I was really frustrated when I started writing so I’m sorry for that

Hope you’ve liked it

Thanks for reading!!

|| you belong with me ||

[[request prompt: so, i thought maybe the reader is friends with peter, ned, and michelle, but is also the daughter of tony stark. she is jealous of peter’s feelings for liz because she is in love with him. homecoming arrives and peter goes with liz, and the reader is invited by flash. during the dance, the reader tries to have fun with flash and michelle, her best friend, but can’t when she sees peter dancing with liz. she leaves in the middle of the dance to get some fresh air, but she gets kidnapped when the vulture suddenly appears.

in the end, spider-man saves her and the reader accidentally confesses her feelings for him. if possible, can you finish it with kisses? Please, I know my request is a little long]]

a kind reader sent in this request during drabbleday week, but it was too long to condense it to a mere 500 words drabble. instead, i chose to make a full one shot out of this so lol drabbleday will continue tomorrow. for today, this story will be the only one that’s posted.

also, in order to include more diverse fem!readers, i’m going to make the reader character Tony’s ADOPTED daughter.

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53 , @wannabe-weasley , @mcusebstan , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry

warnings: none

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The Christmas scene

Sherlock*proud as hell of himself*: Jeanette!  Ah, process of elimination.

Molly entering from the door.

Sherlock:*What the…? Makeup! Hair down! A ridiculous silver bow! Oh No! Under this thick coat there must be …*

Sherlock*shocked*: Oh, dear Lord.

Molly*smiling and shining*: Hello, everyone. Sorry, hello… it said on the door just to come up.

Everybody is greeting her.

Sherlock (rolling his eyes): Oh, everybody’s saying hello to each other. How wonderful! 

Sherlock:*I need any distraction, I don’t want to see this coat taken off, I CAN’T SEE THIS COAT TAKEN OFF!*

John: Let me … HOLY MARY! 

Lestrade: Wow! 

Sherlock (annoyed):* yup I was right, there is a sexy dress under this coat, which means … NO NO NO don’t go there now … just skip it!*

Molly (sweetly): Having a Christmas drinkies, then? 

Sherlock:*ok stay cool and answer with a smile*

Sherlock (trying to sound cool and epic-ally failing): No stopping them, apparently. 

Sherlock (sitting):*yessss the best distraction is John’s blog … let’s see what case he ruined this time*

Mrs Hudson: It’s the one day of the year where the boys have to be nice to me, so it’s almost worth it! 

John to Molly: Have a seat.

Sherlock (laughing bitterly in his palace) : *oh don’t worry about that … she’s not staying for a long time … she got better things to do*

Sherlock: John? 

John: Mmm? 

Lestrade: Molly?  Want a drink? 

Sherlock (huffing): and suddenly everybody is caring about Molly (he rolled his eyes)

Sherlock (trying to distract himself again): The counter on your blog still says one thousand eight hundred and ninety-five.

John (mocking): Ooh, no! Christmas is cancelled! 

Sherlock *like I’m not suffering enough right now!*: And you’ve got a photograph of me wearing that hat!

John: People like the hat.

Sherlock *it’s ridiculous!*: No they don’t. What people? 

Molly: How’s the hip?

Mrs Hudson: Ooh, it’s atrocious, but thanks for asking. 

Molly: I’ve seen much worse, but then I do post-mortems.

Sherlock (crazily laughing in his palace):*oh my god that’s a good one*. 

Awkward silence

Sherlock (wide eyes): *alright maybe not for everybody’s taste*

Molly (apologetically): Oh, God. Sorry.

Sherlock (finally looking to her): Don’t make jokes, Molly.

Sherlock (eyeing her sexy dress and feeling his heart sinking)

Molly: No. Sorry. 

Sherlock (eyeing her bags and feeling his heart sinking more and more):*a present wrapped in the same color of her lipstick, this is worse than I thought*

Molly to Lestrade: I wasn’t expecting to see you. I thought you were gonna be in Dorset for Christmas. 

Lestrade: That’s first thing in the morning, me and the wife. We’re back together. It’s all sorted. 

Sherlock (beginning to lose control): No, she’s sleeping with a P.E. teacher.

Molly: And John. I hear you’re off to your sister’s, is that right? 

John: Yeah.

Molly: Sherlock was complaining. 

Sherlock (looking to her disappointed): *come on now that, was private between us*

Molly: … saying.

Sherlock (rolling his eyes and whining): *yeah yeah whatever, why are you even still here asking everyone how you’re doing, don’t you have a (mocking) date you need to attend*

John: First time ever, she’s cleaned up her act. She’s off the booze.

Sherlock (having an irresistible urge to ruin everybody’s day and letting himself): Nope. 

John: Shut up, Sherlock.

Sherlock: *ok time to put Ms Hooper out of her misery and let her reach the (mocking) date in time*

Sherlock (faking sweetly): I see you’ve got a new boyfriend, Molly, and you’re serious about him. 

Molly: Sorry, what?

Sherlock (boiling inside): *oh don’t play shy!*

Sherlock: In fact, you’re seeing him this very night and giving him a gift.

John (trying to stop him): Take a day off. 

Lestrade (putting a glass in front of him as another desperate attempt to shut him up): Shut up and have a drink.

Sherlock: Oh, come on. Surely you’ve all seen the present at the top of the bag  perfectly wrapped with a bow. All the others are slapdash at best.

He stood up suddenly, wondering which lousy wrapped present was his. 

Sherlock: It’s for someone special, then. 

Sherlock (blood began to heat): *more special than me*

He picked the gift suppressing the need to toss it in the chimney.

Sherlock: The shade of red echoes her lipstick either an unconscious association or one that she’s deliberately trying to encourage. Either way, Miss Hooper has luuuuuve on her mind. The fact that she’s serious about him is clear from the fact she’s giving him a gift at all.

Sherlock (fire surrounding him in the palace): *she’s putting effort in this relationship, she’s serious about it, it means she’s over me*

Sherlock: That would suggest long-term hopes, however forlorn; and that she’s seeing him tonight is evident from her make-up and what she’s wearing.


Sherlock (playing with the card of the gift): *now let’s see what is the name of the new psychopath you chose this time, I hope he won’t be worse than Moriarty.

Sherlock: Obviously trying to compensate for the size of her mouth and breastssssssssss … 

Sherlock (reading the card for hundred times, checking the name for thousand times): *Sherlock, my name is Sherlock, Sherlock is my name, this is my present, it’s me the luuuuve in her mind, god help me she’s putting three kisses, I’m the romantic attachment, love Molly, she loves me, me she loves, and  I just (suddenly freezing in the palace)  … ooooooh dear lord*

Molly (getting him out of his thoughts with her voice that felt like a knife stabbing deeply through his heart): You always say such horrible things. Every time. Always. Always. 

He tried to run as fast as he could, he wanted the floor to swallow him in this moment, but she was hurt, his Molly was hurt because of him, again.

Sherlock:*be a man and fix what you just ruined* (he admonished himself roughly)

Sherlock(trying to find his voice): I am sorry. Forgive me. 

He never apologized before, but the words didn’t feel weird, he was sincere.

Sherlock: Merry Christmas, Molly Hooper.

She was very near, he could smell her perfume and the cookies she was baking, he couldn’t resist.

He leaned down to kiss her slightly on the cheek, he never imagined he would kiss her one day, there was no need to do so before or even now, but he just did, he wanted to, nothing could prepare him for the warm he felt around his heart, she was soft and warm, she was closer than ever, it felt good, it felt right.

 An erotic moan heard around the room, pulling him away from his alien thoughts.

Molly (terrified): No! That wasn’t …  I didn’t …

Sherlock (trying to pull himself out of this path and forgetting what he just felt, deleting it from his palace but failing, he convinced himself because it was new): No, it was me.

Lestrade (surprised): My God, really?! 

Molly (still terrified): What?!

Sherlock: My phone.

He thanked The Woman internally for the perfect rescue in the prefect time.

Anger - Ethan Dolan

Request: OMG! Welcome back! Can I please have an ethan dolan imagine were he’s super jealous and it causes a heated arugment making u storm out and just gray having to calm him down pls xxxxxxxx

Word count: 461

Requested by: Anon

Thank you! I’ll be staying for good now ;) x

“Ugh, you are so infuriating Dolan!” I shout, turning away from him. He takes quicks steps towards me and grabs my arm, turning me around to face him.

“He was practically undressing you with his eyes!” he yells back, the veins in his neck popping out.

“That doesn’t mean you can hit him! You punched him, you could have seriously hurt him!”

“I told him to back off, I was just protecting what’s mine!” Ethan yells, backing me up into a wall.

“I’m not a piece of property, you don’t own me.” I growl, as he closes the space between us. Ethan’s breathing is heavy, he’s face is red with anger and his hair is messy from the amount of times he’s pulled it. Now, this would be a beautiful sight if I wasn’t so mad with the kid.

“I’m not dealing with your jealousy right now.” I say, climbing out of his grip and making my way towards the kitchen.

“And I’m not dealing with you wanting to fuck other guys!” he shouts loudly, causing Grayson to walk out to make sure everything’s okay.

“You okay y/n?” He questions, worry lacing his tone.

“Fuck off Grayson,” Ethan growls, “this doesn’t involve you.”

“I’m fine, thank you Grayson, I was just going.” I say, greasing Ethan off.

“Hell fucking no you aren’t.” Ethan protests causing me to let out a laugh.

“Like I said Dolan.” I pick up my bag from the floor. “You don’t own me, you can’t tell me what to do.” I make my way towards the front door, Ethan hot on my heels.

“y/n!” He shouts, “don’t just leave! We’ll take about it.” Grayson pulls Ethan back before he can grab my arm which doesn’t please Ethan at all.

“Get the fuck off me Grayson!” he yells, turning around and getting in his twins face.

“Just let her go, let her cool off.” I smile at Grayson and slam the door before Ethan could turn around.

Originally posted by graysonsbabymomma

Graysons POV:

Before Ethan can try and convince y/n to stay, she leaves. He lets out an inhuman growl and throws a punch at the wall.

“Ethan!” I scold him. But it doesn’t stop him, he continues to throw punch after punch. I pull him away and notice the blood trickling down his knuckles.

“I can’t help but get jealous because I get so worried about losing her to someone else.” He says, breathing heavily. “You need to cool down, let her relax too.” Ethan starts pacing back and forth in the room. “She’ll come back, and if she isn’t back within the hour we’ll go looking for her and your dumbass can apologise for being a dick.” Ethan lets out a small laugh.

“Anything to get her beautiful ass back.”

Soooo first imagine back and sorry if it’s not how you wanted it or not very good I haven’t written in over a year ahahah x

anonymous asked:

A prompt? Shy Trini having feelings for Kim and Zack being the wingman

Thanks for the prompt!

Zack says he’s crazy - and he is - but Trini also says she’s crazy, but he can see that she isn’t. Trini is serious, more guarded than most of them, so he sees the way she tends to hide behind the mask of taking risks - of living on the edge - because if he’s being serious, he’s been there too. He likes Trini, likes how kind and strong she is at the same time, but he sees the shyness that lies underneath, and he guesses that’s why he’s seen her look at Kimberly with wounded puppy eyes. He may be crazy, but he wasn’t blind.

It’s why he takes it upon himself to help her. He thinks it’s a bad idea, something would surely come bite him in the ass later, but Trini was his friend, and he was determined to help her. He squares his shoulders as he makes his way over to where the yellow ranger sat on the steps.

“I think you need my help.” Zack says, his face catching his usual cockiness as he watches her open her eyes to look at him. He’s met with confusion and something a kin to indifference. It makes him clear his throats and stand just a little taller.

“With what?” Trini asks, her brows furrowing further.

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Roadtrip! with Namjoon

this is my favorite gif of namjoon no joke

Roadtripping with Namjoon would include:

  • “ok so if you won’t let me drive then i get to be the navigator”
  • lord KNOWS
  • that this boy cannot drive
  • but you have to trust him with directions unfortunately
  • thank god for gps
  • there will be so many wrong turns on this trip
  • and honestly 
  • some of them you would just end up fighting about it
  • then making out in the car until it started to get dark
  • namjoon would be adamant about going to florida and he would begggg to go see alligators
  • and you told him that they’re not that exciting
  • but all he would do at that comment is scrunch up his lil nose and pout
  • “but they’re like dinosaurs y/n. i want to see the dinosaurs.”
  • “alright, alright”
  • when it was really late and you knew that you needed to stop, you’d ask him to search up motels and he’d somehow always find the most
  • ass
  • hotels in the area
  • and you’d be too tired to smack him because you needed that money to do cool stuff in florida
  • like water ski and like namjoon wants, pet the goddamn alligators
  • but you wouldn’t mind it when it was like 3AM, and his raspy voice was laced with sleep and his eyes are closed but he’s slightly smiling as you try to talk to him
  • “yeah, mm just go to sleep okay”
  • “but i want to talk to you”
  • “talk to me in the morning baby”
  • “you know i love you a lot, right?”
  • “mm.”
  • and you’d cuddle up to him and by 6am you’d wake up sweaty and gross because the air conditioning stopped working but he’d pull you tighter to his chest if you tried to move away
  • FINALLY when ya’ll got back on the road
  • he would continue sleeping in the seat but before he fell asleep he’d take one of your hands in his and hold it while you drove
  • fsidghfjghfs so cUTE
  • but then you’d get bored and decide to fuck around with him
  • you’d blast the loudest music you could find on your playlist and it would scare the piss out of him
  • he would just roll his head back and stick his middle finger at you as you laughed
  • as you neared florida he’d get so excited and poke his head out of the window like a dog
  • and he’d get so hyped at the sight of the ocean and when you guys crossed a bridge from tampa
  • he’d be super sweet and nice when you guys stopped at your grandparents for a night
  • and even tho your grandparents had separate rooms for you two, he’d text you things like
  • “im lonely”
  • “its so cold in here”
  • “i miss you”
  • and you’d drag yourself to the other room and collapse on top of him, where he’d wrap his arms around you and your grandma would awkwardly find you guys snoring in sync the next morning
  • woops
  • and once you had breakfast you’d begin driving again, off to to para-sailing and he would act like a pro
  • and you’d be deadass scared out of your mind but he kept wooping and being all cute and excited so you had to laugh
  • and finally after being in florida for like 3 days you two finally began to pack up for texas
  • and as you began to drive again, he’d take your hand and fall asleep, this time snoring so loud the music couldn’t drown him out

guys i would give anything to go on a roadtrip with this boy goodbye

Empress Michonne, get these women in formation please

Imma need Empress Michonne to get the rest of the team family queens and princesses in formation. I know they want to F stuff up, but they need a cool head and a plan. Michonne, you need to get back to Alexandria and handle that.

Originally posted by myfriendamy

Princess (cuz she hasn’t made queen status in my mind) Rosita needs to have several seats and stop trying to die.

Originally posted by carterlindaa

Queen Sasha needs to stop following suicidal Rosita.

Originally posted by womenoftwd

Princess Tara needs to tell them about Oceanside. Sometimes you have to be the bad guy.

Originally posted by chamblertara

Princess Judith just needs to stay the adorable cutie that she is.

Originally posted by dailytwd

Queen Carol needs to get her shit together and stop trying to run away and hide, (although she did kinda start doing that this week).

Originally posted by emilylkinney

Queen Maggie is preggers at the moment and had her husband brutally murdered in front of her and she has a cooler head than Rosita, come on now. Queen Maggie can help plan from Hilltop, she needs to stay her behind there and finish growing that baby (and keep slapping Gregory around too).

Originally posted by padmeahmidalas

Once Her Royal Majesty Empress Michonne gets all the women on the same page, things will run a lot smoother, and everyone else will fall in line.

Originally posted by daryl-dixon-is-life