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anonymous asked:

Hello! May i request for How would RFA+Saeran and V react to an MC saving them from being hit by a car or taking a bullet for them! hahah Can be angsty or not :3 Thank you sooo much! love your blog :)

listen…… u come into my house.. and you ask this thing of me.… (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

also i wrote these baaaasically in reverse order? and kind of definitely ran out of steam for the rest,, ha, ,,, ,, haha ha , ,,

but i figured……. some content is better than no content at all!!

WARNINGS for blood, injury, violence, near-death, possible death……… mebbe spoileroonies if u haven’t finished the secret endings.. oh and also Rika..is there for one…. briefly…


-powerful men like Jumin Han will always have enemies
-some are merely industry rivals who might bitch and moan and briefly fantasize about the assassination of such a man, but ultimately do noting but continue to compete, to vie for a presence in their fields
-and some are far more criminal in nature, and willing to do anything to get what they want
-and they don’t care who gets in their way
-Jumin is giving a press conference about a recent acquisition of yet another company into C&R’s fold
-MC is standing nearby, trying to keep from beaming, they’re so proud of their husband
-and they can’t keep their eyes off of him
-which is exactly why when a little red dot appears on him, on his red tie, they see it and are briefly annoyed
-but then as the little light moves minutely a cold dread settles in MC’s stomach
-the laser point is too still, and it’s red on on red, difficult to see
-MC’s heart beats a frantic rhythm and they can taste the tang of fear on the back of their tongue
-they glance up away from Jumin to the high buildings opposite the stage that’s been erected specifically for this event
-the moment feels like it takes an entire year
-but they see a flash of light, something glinting off of shiny metal
-it feels both unreal and terrifying
-powerful men like Jumin Han will always have enemies
-there are bodyguards around but they’re all facing the crowd of reporters, not Jumin
-they don’t see it
-they don’t see the light go completely still, like the shooter has finally decided on a good spot
-MC shouts
-and moves
-Jumin’s speech cuts off mid-word and his eyes are now on MC
-they both hit the ground but he hears MC take in a choked breath, he could hear and see the pain
-what just.. happened?
-he wonders
-he can hear the gasps from the crowd, his security guards trying to keep the crowd back and get them to safety as others approach him and MC
-MC, who can’t seem to take in a proper breath
-Jumin calls their name as he sits the both of them back up
-their breathing sounds…. wet, raspy
-and Jumin can only get increasingly more worried as he comes to conclusions
-MC coughs and flecks of blood hit his pristine white shirt, and blend on his red tie
-he feels like his heart has stopped
-and he notes that the back of MC’s shirt is wet, and so are his hands
-he starts to shout orders
-Find the shooter
-Get an ambulance
-Round up the reporters for statements
-No one is allowed to leave
-bodyguards are surrounding the two, keeping them out of view
-Jumin can see that MC is fading p fast, about to pass out
-so he places his hands (bloody, a terrible idea, but it’s too late now) on their face, cupping their cheeks and jaw
-he implores them to stay with him
-his hands shake
-his voice shakes
-he is so, so scared
-what if he loses them?
-but they smile at him, and they weakly raise their hands to touch his
-“I don’t regret a thing, Jumin,” they tell him between shallow, rasping breaths
-he wishes they hadn’t said that
-it sounds like last words
-and he is desperate to make sure they aren’t


-he loves cars
-so the day that MC ends up pushing him out of the way of an incoming sports car and getting hit themself. ..
-to say he can’t look at his own cars, his babies, the same way again is not unfair
-and to say that he’s devastated is kind of an understatement
-he looks on from only yards away at where MC has landed in a crumpled heap
-his ass is on the pavement and relatively unharmed while MC…… .
-fuck he’s pretty sure limbs don’t bend that way
-they’re not supposed to look like that
-it starts out with an alarming sense of numbness, a feeling like this isn’t real
-Saeyoung gets to his feet, vaguely registers that his arm is bleeding from scraping the pavement when he landed, and that the owner of the car that just hit the love of his life is already out of their car and frantically calling emergency services
-“MC?” Saeyoung calls out as he approaches, but his own voice sounds distant to him
-dread builds rapidly and settles uneasily in Saeyoung’s gut the closer he gets
-his chest feels tighter and tighter and he can’t take deep breaths
-he feels sick
-but then he sees MC’s chest rise and fall
-and sounds come rushing into clarity for Saeyoung once more
-he can hear the driver that hit MC speaking over the phone
-he can hear other people gathering and muttering and exclaiming and the sounds of car doors opening and closing
-he can hear MC whimpering, saying his name
-Saeyoung is in front of them in an instant, on his knees and reaching for their grasping hand, the one on the arm that, thankfully, isn’t broken
-“Saeyoung.. Saeyoung… . it hurts I can't– I can’t move, S-Saeyoung”
-Saeyoung’s vision blurs with tears as he shushes MC, and his voice cracks repeatedly as he tries to reassure them and himself
-“Shh, shh it’s, it’ll be okay, M-MC.. aahhh, shit, fuck, it’ll be okay I s-swear. ..”
-in the hospital, waiting to hear any news is the worst
-Saeyoung is so used to knowing just about everything that’s going on and being able to easily find out if he doesn’t
-so this
-the not knowing
-is a new kind of agony
-he doesn’t know how MC is doing and he can’t find out without getting in the way and what if– what if their condition is too dire? what if they’re dying right now?
-he can’t stop his negative thoughts from spiraling, from getting worse and worse
-he works himself up into a panic attack
-MC could be dead and he wouldn’t know and he’s not sure……. how, or if, he could possibly keep going without them


-a Mint Eye acolyte managed to escape capture the night everything ended
-the night Mint Eye was dismantled
-the night Paradise was lost
-the night their savior was taken from them
-and they are out for revenge
-they’re convinced that Saeran was a rat. that it’s his fault his fault his fault he has to pay
-they bided their time…. looking for Saeran, waiting for their moment to strike
-but Saeran is never alone
-and the acolyte gets. So. Frustrated.
-they just go for it.
-Saeran and MC are just out on a grocery run when it happens
-they haven’t even made it to the store when the acolyte blocks their path
-it’s late in the evening, at a time when MC knows there won’t be crowds since Saeran is pretty.. not. about crowds.
-so this is uh weird
-but Saeran recognizes the person blocking their path and is immediately on guard
-MC can see that Saeran is tense and it takes them a moment to see that this person’s eyes are the same color as Saeran’s
-that unnatural minty green-blue
-except that “fuck” doesn’t even begin to cover it
-the whole thing is kind of a blur,, ,
-the acolyte charges Saeran (“TRAITOR!!! THE SAVIOR IS GONE BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!” they roar) and there’s a scuffle and MC tries to get this fucker off of Saeran but they pull a gun and there are no thoughts just action and MC
-and the acolyte is laughing as MC hits the ground
-but it sounds more like gleeful shrieking
-Saeran sees the blood blooming on the back of MC’s sweater and he sees the laughing acolyte
-he fucking loses his shit
-he’s yelling and crying as he takes the acolyte down and he slams their head onto the concrete once.
-a third time for good measure.
-they’re out.
-maybe dead.
-he doesn’t care
-he turns frantic eyes to MC who is bleeding and groaning and crying and whimpering on the ground
-“Shit shit sHIT! MC!!” Saeran’s voice cracks in his panic
-he kind of…. flutters around them, unsure
-until he remembers that pressure needs to be applied to the wound to keep MC from bleeding to death
-so he does that while also fumbling for his phone
-he doesn’t even think to call for an ambulance his mind is so jumbled
-he calls Saeyoung
-the twins are panicking, though Saeyoung might be handling things a lil better
-Saeyoung ends up remotely dispatching an ambulance to Saeran and MC’s location and then staying on the phone (Saeran puts him on speaker so he can use both hands and also so Saeyoung can talk to both him and MC)
-while they’re waiting for the ambulance (are those sirens in the distance already??) Saeran is like
-“MC why whatt he f u kc?? why did you do that why would you try to protect me like that???”
-he’s so mad and scared and very very confused and his head hurts (and it’s so hard to breathe, his chest aches) and the only consolation he has right now is Saeyoung telling them that the ambulance is close
-MC kind of grimaces while trying to smile (oh my god getting shot hurts so much?????? holy shit)
-“must rly like u i guess?” they kind of joke but are also dead fuckin serious
-MC now is not the time
-Saeran stares at them in disbelief for a moment, then he’s crying just that much more earnestly
-“you’re a fucking idiot
-he feels like. .. . he’s not worth MC’s time
-he’s not worth their effort
-he’s not worth their life
-god he loathes himself already and now this?? the person he maybe possibly has a crush on (his head’s still a mess but his heart beats so fast when they’re around sometimes and every time they smile he wants to smile back and that, right there, feels like a miracle) just got fucking shot???
-and it’s his fault, isn’t it?
-that they’re hurt
-that they’re bleeding
-that they’re fucking crying too
-(it should’ve been him, he thinks)


-it…….. happens like this:
-V doesn’t die in the Secret Ending 01
-MC sees the gun in Saeran’s hand, pointed at V
-V who is blind and can’t possibly evade such an attack in time on his own (can’t see it coming, he doesn’t even know the immediate danger he’s in)
-so they make their decision
-and then they’re in front of V, arms spread out
-and Saeran has already pulled the trigger before realizing what’s happened
-in this moment there is…. a lot of screaming going on
-Saeyoung. Rika. Vanderwood. even Saeran and V.
-MC is bleeding. profusely. V can tell that much at least as they both sink to the ground, him supporting them and calling their name
-but MC doesn’t respond, having gone limp in his arms
-Rika is trying to give out orders but,, her voice is a lil lost in the cacophony of Saeyoung and Saeran yelling at each other and to MC
-Vanderwood manages to get the gun away from Saeran in the commotion
-Saeran is……. distraught for many reasons.. one of which being that he hadn’t intended to kill MC at all
-he’d just wanted to take them to Paradise
-things get louder when Jumin and his security team finally arrive
-arrests are made. Mint Eye disciples and Rika and Saeran are subdued
-Saeyoung and V and Vanderwood are shouting about getting MC (and Saeyoung) medical attention
-V’s hand are red and his clothes are damp and sticky
-MC’s blood is on his hands literally and metaphorically and he is horrified
-his heart is aching, his hands are shaking, and it is all too much and he hates himself he hates himself
-it’s so,, visceral a feeling
-it’s hard to breathe
-V clutches desperately at MC’s hand the entire helicopter ride to the hospital, hoping that they’ll wake up and clutch back
-they don’t.
-the blood on V’s clothes is dry by the time MC finally wakes up in the hospital
-the first thing they notice after getting their bearings is that the room is probably too big for one person to be staying in, but that’s how it is
-the second thing they notice is V asleep in a sofa chair, the kind that’s provided in rooms where the patient is long-term
-the third thing is the sound of incoming footsteps
-there’s a soft knock at the door before it opens
-it’s Jumin with a bundle of what looks like clean clothes in his arms
-V shifts in the chair, groggy but now awake
-MC watches V stand and gingerly stretch as he turns toward the door
-“Jumin?” V asks softly, as if afraid to wake MC
-but Jumin isn’t looking at V, and has frozen halfway to the blind man
-he redirects his course toward the hospital bed “MC. You’re awake.” he doesn’t shout but it’s a very near thing
-V turns so fast he almost loses his footing
-he stumbles in his haste to get to MC’s side
-he does shout
-he’s not wearing his shades so MC can see how wide open his eyes are
-MC’s throat is dry so when they speak it comes out as a croak
-“Hey, V. Jumin.”
-but they are smiling
-and V can hear it
-and somehow that hurts him even more

anonymous asked:

I know you have already done a lot of the ship posts (and they are all phenomenal and accurate af) but can you pretty please do Jesper and Wylan from six of crows/crooked kingdom? Xoxo <3 <3 I can't get enough of your writing tbh! Your such an inspiration, dude. <3 <3 <3 <3

I’m SO sorry this took so long, you’re such an absolute sweetheart and also christ I’ve never been called an inspiration before holy.. god

also heck i love wesper this is a treat


who is more likely to hurt the other?

don’t.. do this

they’re genuinely so good neither of them would ever TRY to hurt the other, and they’re both so tender and apologetic if they ever do. I think I’m gonna have to say jesper though just because. he’s still a little stirred by his addiction (to trouble! to bringing two guns to a gun fight! to gambling! to love!) and he’s got some jealousy and sensitivity baked into him, bless him. I feel like he’d run a risk and break Wy’s heart by accident, a little bit

who is emotionally stronger?

a genuine toughie bc they’ve both survived and persevered so MUCH. I think in terms of immediate reactionary instincts, Jes is better at letting bad vibes roll right off of him. He’s made of smiles. He’s trouble and a good time rolled into a waistcoat. If you insult him he only gets stronger. Wy was raised in silk and champagne but he was raised BY an absolute monster so. he’s a very bruised peach. criticism pierces him v easily. Though in a more fundamental way, wylan has fashioned his past trauma into a shield. by the end of ck he’s building himself new emotional strength with his bare hands

who is physically stronger?

ohhh man. They’re both noodle boys. Wylan is too smart for exercise. Jesper does his fighting at a 20 metre distance from his target. Jesper is bigger than wylan but most of his size is gangly and delightful and awkward. I think jes could probably still beat wylan in a pinch, but I’m more caught up in how funny it would be to see them try to fight it out

who is more likely to break a bone? 

man I’m tempted to say jesper just bc he seems like he would be…… brittle. I think he gets into scrapes a lot. I think wylan starts to get into p frequent scrapes by nature of being the sixth crow. I think the both of them are so busy worrying about each other’s fights that they neglect their own and trip off a building or smth

who knows best what to say to upset the other? 

I think wylan can be a nasty piece of work when he’s pissed enough. like he may be a silk eared puppy but he’ll chew your shoes and track mud around if you forget to feed him. jesper doesn’t have a malicious bone in his body man, I think he’s a sarcasm queen and a joker but he’s definitely not mean

who is most likely to apologize first after an argument? 

I think jesper’s constantly assuming he did something wrong and he sits down with wylan 100% serious like ‘babe.. im so, so sorry. I never wanted to be the sort of person who made you look sad like that, we’re past that, I truly made a promise–’ and wy would be like ‘what no I was sad bc a screw on my flute is loose and I couldn’t practice today’. but also yeah if it’s a serious fight they make up in a rush, and they laugh at themselves, and they use their energy for something better

who treats who’s wounds more often? 

here’s the thing about the crows man, they’re always sustaining minor injuries as a team and it’s a win if they live, right? All I can picture is the roar of activity when they pull off a job and they come back limping and bleeding and swearing and crowing w joy, and jes and wy take their seats opposite each other and clean wounds, kiss foreheads, smooth back sweaty curls, squeeze hands, make promises. the routine, u kno

who is in constant need of comfort? 

uhhh both of them (it’s always both my guy jot that down). Wylan has 16 years of shitty imposed self loathing to unlearn, and traumatic experiences all over him. jes has lost a lot (including his mom) and he struggles with addiction so like. yeah they both need comfort. they both wake up w the phantom feeling of a mother’s arms around their shoulders. they’ve both seen the very worst of humanity. They’re just two nervy, high stress kids trying to figure things out

who gets more jealous? 

lmao WYLAN VAN ECK did y’all read his scenes in crooked kingdom that boy is NOT SHARING. he glared real holes in kuwei’s head guys. jesper tbh is a terrible flirt and a HANDFUL and wylan is happy. to have his hands full. no one else.

who’s most likely to walk out on the other? 

mmm nahhh

who will propose? 

u bet ur ASS it’ll be jesper. Imagine wylan’s blushing face…… he’d do it for that alone. tbh there’s probably a point in their relationship where jesper’s outrageous flirting isn’t enough to get that pretty blush from wylan like he’ll roll his eyes and shove jes in the shoulder and w/e but they have to have increasingly ridiculous conversations about kinks or w/e until that blush comes out. jesper’s like ‘dang. guess I gotta step up the romance. what’s the most romantic thing? marriage? marrying wylan? son absolutely where do i sign’

who has the most difficult parents?

lmao lm a o lmaooo Lmao LMAO lmao

who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? 

I feel like depending on the social climate of Ketterdam, hand holding might not be on the table?? especially for two criminals associated w the bastard of the barrel like idk man I can’t picture it. they don’t want to draw attention to themselves (well i mean. jes wants to. but they can’t). I think they’re all about sly glances and the most obvious smirks you’ve ever seen, and brushing shoulders!! brushing shoulders are their makeouts

who comes up for the other all the time? 

they’re always together man bf’s that blow shit up together and live together stay together so like they rarely have the opportunity to talk about each other. howEVER jesper probably mentions his boyfriend in the middle of a hand of poker w an inappropriate smile or gushes to w/e prisoner he’s breaking out of jail or makes Kaz’s day weird by trying to confide in him

who hogs the blankets? 

wylan is exhausted w luxury and jesper is a child who wants to be held so he rolls over and then over again so that wy always wakes up to a lapful of boyfriend and a roll of blankets and he has to wait for jesper’s heavy sleeper ass to arise so he can get up to pee 

who gets more sad? 

booooth – jesper is understated sad with a side of unnerving frowns, wylan is a wobbling mouth and clenched fists. Sometimes they stay in the Wylan Van mansion and lock the doors so the maids can’t come in, and they bring the lavish decorative pillows into a heap on the carpet and feed each other sweets and rub each others backs and laugh and laugh the darkness away. wylan sketches. jesper poses. there’s scheming & kaz impressions. jesper is a storyteller and he imagines out loud what nina or inej are up to at that very minute, controlling gravity and hearts and the sea and their lives 

who is better at cheering the other up? 

see above ^^ they both go pro at the comfort olympics. Jesper is that little bit better though. He’s a sweetheart with all the right words in his pockets. He knows how to chop wylan’s dad down like the overgrown dead tree that he is. he knows how to flirt a smile onto wy’s face. he maybe lacks delicacy sometimes, but he’s so fun and wholehearted and warm that he can’t really go wrong

who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?

this is canon y’all, jesper is a lecherous bastard and wylan is equal parts disdain and delight. he absolutely will slap a boy

who is more streetwise?

god bless wylan but he knows a hell of a lot less about the streets than jes. He’s learning fast by the end of ck, but he’s still very sheltered in a lot of ways. Jesper has a few years under his belt, and he’s.. like tbh he’s a part of a gang so. He’s seen a lot. He’s participated in a lot. He has a pretty steep list of kills, same as every other survivor out there. He’s detached from the deaths but he’s been on the other side of a lot of bullets that have crumpled people up and thrown them in the trash. He knows his business, too. He knows Ketterdam. Well. Wy knows the half of it Kaz wants him to see.

who is more wise?

Wylan is utterly brilliant and Jesper is wholeheartedly here for it. What was that line again? ‘you’re cuter when you’re smart’? Wylan can think his way out of just about anything, the world belongs to him. jsyk

who’s the shyest? 

Wylan absolutely what a sweetie. I mean a lot of it stems from unfortunate self esteem issues and a history of being burnt but a lot of it is pure soul deep candy sweet embarrassment and not knowing what to do w his own cute face. He doesn’t know how to deal w people a lot of the time. he knows sheet music & formulas. he does not know how to look at a boy with beautiful lips all curled up at him and not pass out

who boasts about the other more? 

jesper is loudmouthed usually and he’s that much more loudmouthed when he’s in love, catch him talking to anyone who will listen about wy’s stupid face 

who sits on who’s lap? 

jesper would definitely try it, don’t even test him, he would fold all his crane limbs into wylan’s lap and say ‘hello peaches’ and wylan would have to slide both of them onto the floor to escape his embarrassment. on a good day, jes’ll scoop wylan into his lap and he’ll feel quiet, for a while

[shaky off-tune kazoo version of the jaws theme playing in the distance]

Hello, everyone.

First of all, I’m so incredibly sorry for just vanishing for more than half a year, especially because I realized my last post was about a hospital stay (which I did mention was harmless, but probably still looks pretty ominous as a last post.)
I feel terrible for making people worry, especially since there’s already enough upsetting stuff happening :c 

To be honest I’m a little nervous writing this post right now after being gone for so long, but I really wanted to give a life sign! This weekend I finally checked my inbox, and I was incredibly touched by all the sweet messages. I can’t get back to everyone so let me just thank all of you who sent messages or replies, or even just thought about me! I cannot put into words how much it means to me ;-; It made my heart hurt in a good way, and I hope good things happen to you!

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my personal experiences with each sign
  • aquarius: such a family orientated person, very INDEPENDENT, emotionally dettached, secretive, always late, caring, will be an amazing parent, into fashion/looking presentable at all times, has some weird habits, looks angry all the time, science hoe, hilarious
  • gemini: weird sense of humor, very closed off emotionally, hates drama, doesn't like sharing feelings, loves so hard, competitive, comes off as mean but is actually a teddy bear, SWITCHES up a lot, loves pizza, can't stand feet, gets excited when people have a similar sense of humor
  • virgo: a LITERATURE freak, passionate, shy, very kind to the people they care about, always makes sure you're alright, has an odd way of showing affection, can come off as a bit mean, loves to annoy you, weeb, woke af, not the type of person you'd expect to like rap
  • taurus: HORNY, so organized, loves to decorate their room, obsessed with their dog, has had a sugar daddy at one point, very kind, is wearing pajama/lounge clothes everytime i see them, doesn't give a fuck about anything, has an attitude
  • libra: everyone loves them, is only a sweetheart to really special people, fun to be around, lowkey a hoe, instantly brightens up your day, is always there for you, super considerate, usually the mom friend, will literally kill anyone who hurts them or their friends, evil, BOSSY
  • scorpio: sassy, crazy, LOUD, gets upset over the slightest inconvenience, isn't afraid to argue with you, always has to get their way, will do anything for the people they love, animal lover, buys whatever they want, the one still partying at 6am
  • leo: a total sweetheart, offers good advice, WITTY, super smart, very dramatic, friendly to everyone, i've never seen them get angry, lazy as fuck, loves to talk about themselves, calm and collected, easygoing, great vibes, does whatever they want
  • capricorn: can keep a secret, pretty QUIET, loves video games more than your average, a great friend, very mysterious, nice to literally everyone, is easy to get along with, very serious but can crack some funny jokes, responsible
  • aries: if they don't like you, you'll know, very VERY sweet to the people they care about, only cares about a few people, artistic, acts like a tough bitch but isn't really, has a crush on everyone, loves the outdoors, eats a lot, compassionate, AGGRESIVE
  • cancer: a NERD at heart, always talking to someone, can come off as shy or quiet but boy r u wrong, very respectful, protects the people they love, enjoys annoying people, when they get angry, they go crazy, always has to get their way, such a good imagination
  • sagittarius: brutally honest, doesn't seem like they have feelings but is actually sensitive af, often CONFUSED, crazy, so much energy, optimistic, can't stop singing even if they sound bad, loves everyone a little too much, always seeking adventure, takes pictures of the sky too often, space hoe
  • pisces: makes sure their friends are happy before themselves, laughs at offensive jokes, quiet, has a lot of social anxiety, can be aggressive, hates change, self deprecating jokes, SMART, angry, takes care of the people they care about, shy
headcanon: dating alana beck “how you met”

first headcanon EVER but it’s on a subject i daydream daily about so lets see how this goes?? (( feel free 2 request more!!!!!!! ))

so this is how u start dating & BUT IF YOU WANT A PART 2 (about the actual Girlfriendness) I WILL HAPPILY WRITE ONE but i got carried away so heres this :))))))))

warning: this is much longer than ur ready for  (even when u think of what would be a way too long headcanon, it’s longer) bc i’m a fluffy fic writer at heart and keeping things Short is def not my game
also: fem!reader bc i’m Gay for alana and this is what came 2 me easiest for my first go @ it!!!!!!


  • alana beck!!! the beautiful beautiful girl with glasses who’s always in the front row 
  • she’s the president of every club you’ve ever joined & you’ve kind of lost tracks of the clubs you joined out of interest of the topics and the clubs you’ve joined out of interest in her

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wendyliddel  asked:

Can we talk about how Siobhan went into that house alone, knowing it would likely mean her death, and didn't ask for backup, probably because she didn't want to endanger her kids? (I mean, he escaped from an entire board room, so, as much as I hate Ferdinand, I can't deny that he is tough). Siobhan gave up her life, took out this huge danger, and was crying while she wrote a letter telling her kids not to be sad. I love that woman.

YES PLEASE LET’S. Thank you for sending this because I have many thoughts and feelings about the whole thing and have been meaning to write them down. I apologise in advance for the length of this, I suffer from chronic word vomit and I’m in the denial/angry grieving stages. 

From day one, the thing that motivated Siobhan was her need to keep Felix, Kira and Sarah safe. All of her actions were done with that in mind and MDK said herself that there was nothing S wouldn’t do to ensure her family’s safety, her taking on Ferdinand alone was obviously one of those instances. And yes, I admire her for doing it and it gave me all sorts of feels. She’s a deliciously complex character and her doing what she did is only testament of how brave, courageous and selfless S was when it came to those she loved. I love her character to bits and genuinely feel like she is one of the most amazingly written characters that television has ever seen. However, I am still bitter about the situation for the following reasons: 

One. I feel like S was smarter than that. She was a very astute woman and had proven countless of times throughout the show that she knew when to back off; when fighting would be void. How many times have we seen her back away from a fight, only to come back at the right time and win? As you say, Ferdinand was very strong and S knew this. For her to go into the house alone, knowing very well that the chance of her surviving is slim, was a bit OOC in my opinion. Again, remember that her sole aim this whole time has been to protect her family. She needs to be around for that. As much as I’d like to believe that S’s bonds with the other, more authoritative characters (e.g. Art) were strong, I do not think she would entrust Felix/Sarah/Kira’s safety with anybody else. Not necessarily because she doesn’t trust them, but because she knows the extent of her own skills, abilities and resources. 

Two. To be honest, I really don’t think that killing her did much story-wise and the way it was treated was a little disrespectful to her character (yes I went there). Sure, now Sarah has to step up and fill S’s shoes as the head matriarch of the family, but with only one episode left I really don’t know how they’re going to put Sarah there and make it seem believable. Sarah has come a long way and her character development has been great, but it’s still Siobhan we’re talking about. 40-something minutes isn’t enough time. 

If S really had to die in order for Sarah to take that final step towards family matriarch I would have rather had it happen earlier on, giving the characters more time to process her death and us the opportunity to watch them grow stronger from it. It would have made Sarah’s transition so much more believable. Now with only one episode left, and as 5x09 confirmed for me, things will be too rushed. The funeral, service and time spent showing the characters grieve were all way too short imo. And this isn’t even me being biased because S is my favourite character. Siobhan was a h u g e part of the story. Without her it would have been game-over ages ago. She was home, and deserved a better sendoff, which she could have gotten had they had more time (read: killed her earlier). 

Three. Can we just talk about her letter for one moment because it was very beautiful and emotional and I really loved it. But then I found out that it was basically just a slightly rephrased extract from a poem, and sure I still adore it because it’s a beautiful poem, but I mean ????? why ????? The writing of this show has been absolutely brilliant so the creators are obviously capable, why couldn’t they have just had S write a real letter? At this point S is convinced that she is dying, and I refuse to believe that she decides that a poem - frequently read at funerals - is the best way to say goodbye to her family, the family she loved and devoted her life to protect. 

All in all, I am never not going to be bitter over the death of Siobhan Sadler because I feel like it was poorly planned. The one thing that makes it easier is the fact that she ended up killing Ferdinand after she had been shot in the heart. She was a feckin badass and went out doing what she always has - protecting her loved ones. 

anonymous asked:

Hey, Mira. I hope you're doing okay. If this request can maybe make you feel a little bit better, maybe nalu, college au? I've always thought it's a bad time. I don't know what you've been through, so I can't do much to help. I'm sorry. Take care

A/N: *hugs you* It’s all right; your well-wishes mean more to me than you know. I don’t want to bore people with my life too much anyway, heh, so don’t worry about it. So I might as well get to your request I am just the best procrastinator since I’m now only a couple semesters away from graduation! So things are getting better for me for sure, slowly but surely ;u; I hope you enjoy this; thanks for the request!

I’m sorry for the lateness (and possible rustiness ‘cause wow am I out of practice)! Baby steps. :’3


Natsu’s heart just about leapt right out of his chest when his phone suddenly buzzed out of nowhere in his back pocket. He did his best to calm his heart as he sat up and fished out his phone to check what it was—this shady spot under the trees in the campus park was just too easy to doze off at.

The first thing that caught his eye was the time—and he immediately blanched. Had it already been this long? He’d been so sure he had another half hour at the least…

He sighed and ruffled his matted salmon-pink hair, brushing out the bits of leaves and twigs that had gotten tangled in them when he’d laid down and fallen asleep there…again, before finally checking to see what notification he’d received.

It was a text from Lucy.

Hey, Natsu; I just finished class for the day! Where are you?

Natsu bit back a groan as his heart sunk a bit lower—he really had slept for way too long if Lucy had already finished her classes. What sort of excuse could he give her now? He had nothing!

He waited for another minute or so before he texted her back:

Eh, just at the usual spot, you know the one
I’ll wait for you

And he sat back and stared up at the tree branches while letting the light breeze tickle his cheeks until she arrived—which wasn’t long; he could hear her calling his name from a distance after only a couple more minutes.

“Hey, Natsu! I’m here!” Natsu raised his head and turned in the direction of her voice—the slender blonde was holding her schoolbooks under one arm and had slung her purse over her opposite shoulder, smiling and waving at him as she jogged over to meet him.

Natsu couldn’t help but smile to himself as she approached even in spite of the storm of tirades he knew would eventually come his way.

Damn it; she’s beautiful…

“Hey, Lucy,” he greeted her in return as she reached him, finally standing up and dusting himself off. “Doing good today?”

“Oh, yeah; today was good! I finished off the rest of my homework, and I’m free over the weekend!” She then smiled at him expectantly. “What about you? How did that presentation of yours go?”

Damn it; she just jumped straight for it without giving him any time to come up with a legitimate excuse. He exhaled sharply before rubbing the back of his neck, not meeting her gaze.

“I didn’t go,” he answered at last.

Lucy’s warm brown eyes widened. “You…didn’t go? W-wait a minute; you mean you skipped?

He stared down at his worn shoes now as he lowered his hand, still not looking up. “…Yeah.”

“But…Natsu, that presentation was worth thirty percent of your grade! Now you’re pretty much guaranteed to fail it!”

“I know.”

“Then why didn’t you—?”

I don’t know!” he finally snapped—he didn’t even need to look up to realize that she’d flinched back at his sharp retort. He sighed heavily, covering his face with his hands. “I just…I don’t know. I know it was an important assignment; I know passing this class was hinging on whether or not I aced that presentation. I know. I just…” His hands fell away from his face and he returned to staring up at the tree branches above them, the regret gnawing away at his chest. “I don’t know why I didn’t do it. I didn’t even have anything prepared, not even an ad-lib or an outline or even a fucking notecard. I honestly tried, but I couldn’t make myself care.” 

Natsu still wouldn’t look at her face, but he could hear the tender concern in Lucy’s tone as she murmured, “Natsu…”

And for some reason, that only aggravated him even more.

“I know I probably should care, but I just don’t. I don’t even get the point of this class; what does it even have to do with my major? At all? What even is the point when I’m not going to apply this in my daily life ever?” He paused and drew in a deep breath. “Fuck college. Fuck all of it and its stress-inducing and greedy money-grabbing ways. I wish I never applied. I never even wanted to.”

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air between the two as Natsu finished his rant, only being interrupted by the gentle rustling of the leaves above and the distant chatter of the campus students scattered about as they went about their business. It was a moment before either of them spoke.

“…Natsu?” Lucy said at last.

Natsu sighed, bracing himself for the incoming lecture. “Yeah; what?”

“Do you…want to grab some coffee before we go back to the dorms?”

He felt his eyebrows arch in surprise as he finally turned to look at her in full. She wasn’t going to yell at him?

“Wait…you’re not upset?”

“Well, of course I’m upset…upset that you didn’t tell me about any of this sooner.” She crossed her arms with a huff, puffing out her cheeks somewhat to make that oddly adorable indignant expression. “Aren’t we best friends? Best friends that agreed on the whole never keep secrets from each other thing? Seriously; what’s with you?”

Natsu was at a loss for words. His mouth just hung open in his astonishment. “Uh…I was…I just thought that you, um—”

Lucy stared at him for a moment before laughing and taking his hand. “C’mon, you idiot. You really need a dose of caffeine right about now.”

“Ah—hey, wait a minute—!” Natsu couldn’t get anything else out past that before Lucy began pulling him along toward the parking lot.

“We’re going to talk later—once we’re back at our dorm with our coffee!”

But I don’t even like coffee!!

anonymous asked:

This is a genuine question, not meant to be rude at all, but why do some people like Jasper? I just can't bring myself to think anything positive at all about her besides maybe she'd be an interesting character and I like her character design. But she seems to have hurt so many people/gems and have like... few redeeming qualities? Idk I'm just trying to understand! n-n And she's hurt so many characters that I love. Yes thanks if u reply!!

hi there, anon! this has been in my inbox for a while, but it’s time

Let’s Talk About Jasper

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Wayward Children | Nyx x Reader Pre-Relationship HCs

Wrote this as an exercise to help get my flow goinggggg.

Who said “I love you” first: 

The first time Nyx tells you he loves you is in the heat of the moment. No, it doesn’t happen during something romantic like in between kisses, or on a cute date, or in the throes of passion - it happens during the chaos of a mission gone wrong. Nyx accidentally let’s it slip because in that moment, he felt as if he might never get a chance to, if he didn’t say it now. It’s only in the aftermath, when you are both safe and sound that he tries to pass it off as something platonic (to be honest, he isn’t quite sure if it’s anything more at that point and the idea of it scares him, so he pushes it from his mind), “God, twerp, don’t ever scare me like that again. Love you too much to lose you.” 

You roll your eyes at him and reply, “Yeah, yeah, love you too.” 

From that moment on, he’d freely tell you he loves you (because why the hell not, he does), but you don’t quite figure out he means he loves, love you (and neither does he) until a little while later…

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: 

While Nyx is never one to go crazy over taking photos, he learned years ago that sometimes photos are all you have. So while he doesn’t particularly enjoy being photographed, he never turns down the opportunity to commemorate special occasions…with absurd selfies in absurd situations usually with an absurd expression to match. Like the one he took at your first ball with you pouting up at King Regis in the background, in a dress far too frilly for your small stature, or the one of him mock crying like a proud parent on the day of your induction to the Kingsglaive, or the one with him holding a thumbs up as you hang helplessly onto the safety net on your first day of learning how to warp. Nyx lives for these photos and has a new one practically every month. 

In retaliation, you do the same - your current background is a selfie you took with your tongue stuck out with Nyx passed out in the background, mouth open, and a large Malboro drawn on his forehead. You have another photo of him sleeping from when he stayed over on your couch, he doesn’t look silly in this one, in fact, you can’t help but admire how handsome and peaceful he looks with the hard edges of his face smoothed out, unmarred by irritation (or his shit eating grin) - but you’d die before you’d let anyone catch you with that as your background photo.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: 

Nyx usually wakes before you do to shower and make breakfast, so more often than not, it’s him leaving little silly notes for you like, “RISE AND SHINE GRUMPY,” “WAN SUM EGGS?” “gonna get lit 2dayyyyy” “love u munchkin.” usually accompanied with the ugliest hearts you’ve ever seen. 

You’re not fully awake in the mornings so you leave equally stupid notes for him to see later in the day or the next morning: “go to hell nyx,” “I WAN SUM FUCC-ING GOOD EGGS,” “git crunk” “h8 u.”

Who buys the other cheesy gifts

You love buying knick knacks and stupid trinkets for Nyx, mostly because his reaction to receiving them are so funny. “What the fuck, I’m not twelve you know.” “The next thing I know, you’re going to buy me a pink bowtie to match these bunny ears.” (You do, he’s yet to wear either one). “Wow, I’m so touched you thought of me, but…a thong?” he whispers the last word, “Was this Crowe’s or Libertus’ idea?” 

The only one that’s stuck so far is the matching Malboro-kun phone strap you got for the gang.

Who initiated the first kiss: 

Nyx did, because how could he control himself when the buzz of wine made him a little braver and you were sitting so close to him, tracing his tattoos like you always do (it was never sexual and while sober, wouldn’t have prompted anything out of the ordinary). He grabs your wrist and pulls you in for a kiss surprising you both. “Wow. Uh. Wow,” is about all he gets out before he realizes what he’s done…


Who kisses the other awake in the morning: 

You’re a huge lump of grouch in the mornings and the only way Nyx knows how to wake you on the ‘right’ side of bed is to tickle you awake with his facial hair and/or braids. You loved it as a kid and he supposes you never really grown out of it. Really though, you just liked waking up to his impish smile.

He hasn’t told you how he feels yet, so if he does sneak a peck on your cheek, it’s without your knowledge because he’s convinced you’d respond with a childish, “Ewwwwwww.” or “Ugh.

Who starts tickle fights: 

Nyx, ‘cause he’s a little (big) shit, that’s why.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: 

You do, one day after training with the Glaives on a stupid dare from Crowe from a girls night out when she bet not even Nyx would be immune, regardless of how ‘platonic’ your relationship was. You had told her she didn’t know Nyx like you did, he was practically your brother there’s no way he’d get flustered by something as silly as showering together. So after training, you mustered up your courage and sidled up behind Nyx on the changing bench as he removes his gear and whisper in what you hope was your most seductive voice, “Wanna shower together?

You were prepared for him to scoff at you and call you silly, and utterly unprepared for him to stop removing his clothing to begin unzipping your uniform and say huskily, “Thought you’d never ask, princess.

You might have won that bet with Crowe, but you sure as hell lost this game of chicken with Nyx.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch:

You do, because Nyx can’t cook anything besides barbecued meat and breakfast foods to save his life. You only do it when you’re free enough to make your own lunch, packing a second one for Nyx only seems a practical use of time (or so you tell yourself).

Who was nervous and shy on the first date: 

DATE?!? Hahahahahahahaha you two would never. I mean, you’re practically siblings right? RIGHT??? Except on weekends when you’re both free from Glaive duties you’d spend them together, at the zoo, at the cinema, at the classical concert hall (he hates and you love), at the shooting range (he loves and you hate), or just picnicking at the park. Those aren’t dates…right? They’re not so there’s no reason for either of you to be nervous.

Who kills/takes out the spiders:

You’ve both seen worse growing up in Galahd camping in the wilderness, so you’re both OK with spiders. Still, you make Nyx take them out because you’re lazy.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: 

While Nyx can be a loud drunk, you’re a loud and affectionate drunk so you practically go around telling everyone you love them. Maybe you love Nyx a little more than the rest, and maybe it feels nice to say it to him, but you sure as hell aren’t going to admit it.

Not yet, anyways.

anonymous asked:

Hey:) sorry if you had answered this kind of question before, but I'm pretty new to TW fandom and I can't seem to find any void!stiles sterek. Have you ever written something like that? Cause I've been reading some of ur stuff and it awesome by the way. If you haven't, could you rec me one or two of those? If you have read any, that's it. Thanks, you are awesome, and All is fair gives me life:)

Hi there! I have written one fic with this theme while 3b was still airing, and it was at the point where we knew Stiles was possessed but we didn’t know it was the Nogitsune just yet. 

  • We Want This by bleep0bleep (E, 2k) Ever since the MRI, Stiles has been losing time. He comes to in an interesting situation.

And some recs:

  • Not Quite Lost, Not Quite Found by alocalband (E, 25k) A year after the nogitsune is defeated, Derek is living a quiet life in the mountains above a small town in Colorado. Then Stiles shows up.
  • You’ve Got Your Demons (And Darling, They All Look Like Me) by linksofmemories (E, 6k) “We care about you very much, Stiles.” Yeah, I don’t fucking buy that. That was what he wanted to say anyway. He didn’t even know how this was possible, how he could be so completely trapped inside of his own mind and body. But here he was, sitting in the middle of the preserve and staring at himself.
  • Narrow Road to the Deep North by SydnieWren (E, 8k) Before anyone is aware of Stiles’ possession, the nogitsune has a little fun with Derek.
  • take in the extent of my sin by Nokomis (T, 2k) There’s someone in his loft, and it isn’t Stiles, no matter how much it looks like him.
  • And we all fall down by pterawaters (E, 1k) It’s dark in the club where Derek finds Stiles. No one will see.
  • ASS|U|ME by RbnC (E, 3k) The Nogitsune tricks Derek into thinking he’s having sex with Stiles. Only, plot twist: Derek knows it’s the Nogitsune but he just wants to sleep with Stiles, even if only once and he might not ever get the chance. Read to find the second plot twist.

Post nogitsune recs

  • bulletproof by coffeeinallcaps (M, 2k) This is what most of his days look like, after: Stiles wakes up. He counts his fingers, tries to catch his breath as he waits for his heartbeat to slow down and the sweat on his skin to cool. He showers. Some mornings he eats with his dad; some mornings Scott comes over for breakfast. Some days he goes to school and some days he doesn’t.
  • mary, mary, quite contrary, how does your murders go? by johnsnowssmile (T, 2k) When his dad asks how are you, son, Stiles grits his teeth and smiles and says okay, Dad, I’m-– still not sure if this is real –okay.—In which Stiles deals with the aftermath.
  • best case scenario by verity (T, 13k) The fourth time Stiles breaks the fridge, Dad is less sympathetic. “Stiles,” he says as Stiles holds the door steady for him to screw it back onto the chassis—there’s new hardware involved this time, and not a little duct tape— “I thought this werewolf thing was going to help.” “Yeah, with the dementia,” Stiles says.

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beyondtrash-voltrondumpster  asked:

Can you please do a scenario where Shiro has a can't sleep or wakes up in the middle of the night (nightmares prbly? or something) so he takes a walk around the castle and finds the reader is awake too (also nightmares? i dunno) and what follows?

;;here u go! thank u for sendingg

A good night’s rest is hard to come by in the castle ever since the Galra technology had corrupted it for those few hours. Even though everything’s back in shape again, Shiro just couldn’t seem to shut his eyes without seeing Sendak’s scowl behind his eyelids, couldn’t relax his head without remembering those haunting words. ‘Do you really think a monster like you could be a Voltron paladin?’

He still vividly remembers the sound of the glass cracking apart against his fist.

When he finally manages to shut his eyes, relax his head…his thoughts follow him into his dreams. It’s like it has a death grip on him, reeling him in again and again to bring him back to baseline no matter how much he thought he had moved on. And worst of all, he doesn’t particularly have anyone to talk with or seek solace in when he jolts awake in a cold sweat for the second time that night. He has to focus on steadying his breathing once more, gripping his prosthetic with his human, untainted hand as everything caught up with him.

Another nightmare. They were reoccurring ones that had started visiting him since he escaped the Galra - usually in the form of memories that were too vague to piece together. But nowadays, they seemed more and more vivid, as if he were reliving it all…

He doesn’t even put much mind into his movements as he’s walking out of his room and out into the barrack hall. Despite it being far passed curfew, it’s still fairly lit enough for him to see the stretch of flooring ahead of him. It’s quiet, save for the quiet whirring of the ship and the faint footsteps that he slowly trailed down the hall. Getting up and moving his legs was already starting to help some.

Shiro isn’t expecting anyone else to be awake. Usually he’d be the only one having trouble with sleep, other than Lance who he would find in the control deck feeling homesick every now and then. But Lance is still shut in his room, closing out any hopes of some company inside of the walls that seemed to be closing in on him. He’s tired, but God knows he’ll just end up in the same position if he tries going back to sleep.

The hopeless thought pulls a sigh out of his lips that’s suddenly punctuated by a sharp whisper of his name. Shiro stops his slow descent down the hall to turn towards the voice, tired eyes resting on [Y/n], still clad in their pajamas. His heart tugs painfully in his chest at the sight of them, suddenly feeling very self-conscious of his own pitiful state, yet he manages to pull a small smile.

“[Y/n], did I wake you?” Shiro says quietly.

As if on queue, they yawn into the crook of their arm, slowly beginning to walk towards him, “No, no, you’re fine. Just…bad dreams, that’s all.”

Sympathy nestles in Shiro’s chest at that, “Tell me about it. I’m lucky if I get an hour of rest nowadays.”

[Y/n]’s gaze softens, clearly relieved that they aren’t alone in the boat of sleep deprivation as they stop in front of him, “I didn’t know you-”

“-Get nightmares?” Shiro finished for them, shaking his head feebly with a bitter laugh, “Yeah. But it’s alright - everyone gets them.”

Those words, ‘it’s alright’, didn’t feel right on his tongue because it really is weighing down on him, and judging by [Y/n]’s expression, they don’t believe his words much either. Shiro’s easygoing facade wavers, and he has to avert his eyes. He wants to crumple and just be vulnerable with someone, he doesn’t want to keep his chin high for the sake of the universe just for a moment. He can’t remember his thoughts revolving around something so fragile, but perhaps being both tired and shaken brings out that part of him.

“Shiro, stop that.” [Y/n] says almost sternly, it’s then that Shiro notices the emotion etched in their features.

“Stop-Stop what?” Shiro questioned, puzzled.

“Acting like you’ve got everything together, despite all of the shit you’ve been through…” [Y/n] slides their hands to their hips, shaking their head slightly, “Please stop playing the tough guy. You’re hurting, I can see it on your face.”

Shiro bites the inside of his cheek, not knowing exactly how to respond. But he doesn’t have to, because [Y/n]’s arms are wrapping around him. Embracing him. Hugging him. He tries to ignore the warm feeling that leaps in his chest as soon as they’re burying their face into his chest, sighing out. A year of isolation watered down his reactions to any gestures of affection, so it takes him a moment to actually register and slowly wrap his arms around them. Shiro doesn’t understand where this had come from, but somehow it already worked to relax his nerves, so he guesses that [Y/n] knows what they’re doing.

“Don’t bottle things up, you big dummy.” [Y/n] mutters, hugging him a little tighter despite the solemnity of their voice, “Yeah, everyone gets nightmares, but isolating yourself emotionally won’t help.”

Shiro’s shoulders relaxed, visibly giving in, “You’re right…thank you, really.”

They stay like that for a good couple moments, yet Shiro could’ve gone on hugging for a few more hours, truth be told. It’s rare for him to get physical comfort like this, in the end he’s the one to blame for that. When they pull away, [Y/n] is smiling and Shiro couldn’t help but beam back.

“Now,” [Y/n] waves their hand, gaze full of soft curiosity, “-do you want to talk about it?”

Shiro has wanted to talk to someone about it for so long. So he does. They spend about an hour sitting in the lounge room, just talking back and forth about their dreams, about the universe, and about nothing at all. Shiro can’t stop smiling contently because he can’t remember ever talking this freely about it with anyone. It’s perfect and it’s relieving and it’s everything he’s needed for so long.

When Allura and Coran wake early to wake the paladins for training, and walk in on the sight of Shiro and [Y/n] laying out on the couches, sleeping like babies, they decide to delay training to let the two sleep in for a while. Not without draping blankets over both of them, of course.

anonymous asked:

Ok I don't really know if you take requests/suggestions and it's TOTALLY fine if you ignore this but!! I thought I'd give it a shot lmao. Consider this: baseball!bangtan. Like, In the format of your college au. I just feel like each of the members would fit in a certain position and I just can't think of anyone else's bulleted au's that could do it justice!! But anyway, if it's not your cup of tea, just know I'm weak for college!bangtan. Very weak. Luv u

i dont think i know enough about just baseball, so i kind of took this request and did a mini sports!bangtan au……if that’s ok ^^

Namjoon: cycling~

  • cyclist!namjoon loves doing super long races without mountains just long long road races where he can just buckle down on his bike and go as fast as possible 
  • like he has the long legs for it so you know
  • likes cycling because no one is talking to him, its a one man thing and like when he’s in the zone like he feels free
  • you meet him because you’re at the bike shop to fix your brakes and you see this tall lanky guy come in holding this beautiful sleek bike over his shoulder and you’re like wow,,,,,,,so pretty @ the bike
  • and namjoon’s like ???? im sorry but did you just call me pretty?? and you’re like wHA no i meant your bike it’s so pretty and slender 
  • and he’s like why thank you,,, and gets proud because complimenting his bike = complimenting him basically in his head
  • and you two talk about bikes and good places to go out for a ride in your city and like your brakes get fixed and namjoons like wow your bikes nice too
  • and you’re like ahh thank you 
  • and somehow you two bond over your love for bikes and namjoon’s like ,,,,,,,, if you want do you wanna,,,,,,,,,have a date.,,,,,,,with out bikes like go out for a ride i can show you this long road near this river it doesn’t have to be a daTE dATE if that’s weird it’s up to you um you should bring a helmet though you know safety first
  • he blabbers because he’s shy but it’s cute hehe

Jimin: baseball~ 

  • is a pitcher on his league and it’s cute because like everyones like,,,,,,arent you kinda small dude
  • and jimin’s like what? small? excuse me? say that to my face? come here? say it to my f-
  • and like his height doesn’t matter his pitches are all like high speed and like no one can ever even hit them it’s alway strikes and he’s known as 
  • park ‘fastball’ jimin
  • you meet him because you work at the stadium where his team practices and you just sell hotdogs and drinks at this lil stand but jimin has had a crush on you for aGES and everyone on the league knows and keeps trying to get him to talk to you
  • and he’s only managed to like go over and stutter out an order for some hotdogs and then run away red in the face
  • until you’re like “hey!! i know you, you’re …..fastball right?”
  • and jimin’s like oh my god you said my name…..well my nickname…..my name……….
  • and he’s like ,,,,, “Y-yeaH it’s ,,,, a name the guys gave me it’s nothing special.”
  • and you’re like jokingly like “you should let me see if i can hit one of your famous pitches hehe” and jimin like perks up like “if you want!!!!! it can……it can be …..a………….da- dat- dateeeeee DANG This HOT DOG IS HOT GOTTA GO”

Taehyung & Hoseok: beach volleyball ~ 

  • literally spend 70% of their time on the court being Memes 
  • as in they don’t even play with a strategy, they’re just having fun digging their toes into the sand and taehyung wearing his eyeglasses on the back of his head while hoseok tries to balance the volleyball on his head
  • the team they’re facing is just like …….what is going on 
  • have a handshake before playing a match that takes like 5 min the ref is like oh my GOD stOP
  • turns out you’re the referee for one of their games and literally instead of i dont know playing and paying attention taehyung thinks you’re so cute he like tries to spike the ball and turns to you like “iM cool right, how many points for coolness ref (-;” and you’re like “one. it’s one point.”
  • hoseok thinks you’re cute too and he just gets distracted trying to sneak peeks at you that the ball bounces off his head but makes it over the net anyway and taehyung’s like holy Shit 
  • both of them use corny volleyball pick up lines on you
  • taehyung: “you’ve really SPIKED up my heartbeat with your cute face….”
  • hoseok: “wow you really make my heart do a DIVE if you know what i mean……”

Jungkook: wrestling ~

  • looks tall and sorta skinny from far away but upon closer inspection that. is. Wrong
  • he can body slam someone but he also enjoys watching naruto while drinking capri sun and eating chicken nuggets so
  • is actually really sweet before competitions like he’s all smiley and greets the other wrestlers with his childish smile but then in the ring he’s DEATHKOOK
  • you know jungkook because you go to the same gym but you’re always just like “oh he’s that kid that runs like 5032 miles on the treadmill”  but then one day you see him benchpressing like 250 pounds and you’re like Wait
  • and jungkook is like looking for someone to spot him and he asks you and you’re like,,,,,,,,,i can but if you drop that thing i can’t actually help you and he’s like it’s fine!!! 250 is nothing and you’re like oh my god how
  • and while you’re like spotting him jungkook is like whistling along to the theme song of some anime and you’re like …….. he’s twelve but he has the power of a horse
  • and jungkooks like smiling at you, sweaty and looking all cute like “hey, i did like ten sets isn’t that cool!!!!!” and you’re like this kid has the power to Destroy yet he is…….Soft? 

Yoongi: surfing ~

  • wears the shark tooth necklace ok for the aesthetic 
  • got into surfing because he was like “it’s just standing on a board in the middle of the ocean. it’s perfect.” and hoseok was like “yoongi,,,,it’s more than just th-” and yoongi was like shh
  • is actually super good and can even do tricks on the board and everyone’s pretty impressed considering that yoongi is impatient with anything that deals w physical strength
  • yoongi in hawaiian print board shorts
  • you’re on beach one day and you see this person sleeping and like slowly they’re turning red and you’re like ……. this person didn’t put on sunscreen did they
  • so you shake yoongi’s shoulder and he groggily gets up and is like what huh and you’re like my dude you can’t sleep on the beach without sunscreen on here use mine
  • and yoongi is like oh,,,thank you,,,,
  • and it’s cute he’s kind of caught of guard and clams up around you because you’re cute and whatnot and he’s like “thanks for saving me from becoming a fried lobster” and you’re like “you can thank me by taking me out for lobster, how does that sound?” and yoongi is like oH i mean YES cowabunga 

Jin: archery ~ 

  • “it’s a royal sport. ive got the face of a prince, so like duh.”
  • jin won’t admit he actually got into archery after dressing up as robin hood for halloween for like three years straight as a kid
  • is always the best dressed one at archery competitions like other people show up in casual clothes but jin puts on like a princely looking top with ruffles on the collar and the rest of bts watching him is like he’s so Extra
  • but like he looks like a real regal from back in the day so like 
  • you run a little shop in town that makes hand-made wooden toys and one day jin stops by and asks if you could possibly carve and paint arrows just for him
  • and like he doesn’t really tell you much about the style he wants but you make them very pretty and paint like beautiful flowers on them and jin falls in love with them when you present them to him
  • and he’s like you’re so talented wow and you’re like me?? no!!! you’re the talented one archery is such a ,,,, hard and precise sport,,
  • you two playfully bicker over whose talent is more amazing
  • and jin is like,,,,,,,,,listen you should come watch me,,,,,,ill be using these arrows so if you want ,,,,it’d be nice if you were also there to bring me good luck
  • an you shyly agree and it’s cute you’re there with the rest of bts and jungkooks like “sOOOO you’re hyungs significant other aren’t you?” and hoseok’s like “oh yeah, jin doesn’t invite just anyone to see him compete. you’re totally dating him.”
  • lmao jin doesn’t even have to ask you out, bangtan just unanimously agrees you and jin are thing LOL 

These past two months have been wild but a complete blessing.
To my followers, new and old. Thank you so much for continuing to support my art! <3 You guys are the reason I’m motivated to keep drawing everyday ^_^
Thank you to the skk discord server, for making me laugh and filling my days with such warmth and kindness. I love you all so, so much. 
I will continue to work hard for you guys!  がんばります~

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synopsis: starbucks!au based off this post!!!! 

pairing: dino/you

a/n: i will more than likely write a starbucks!au for all members as i have fallen in love with that trope, seriously. it’s hilarious!!! anyways here’s my very first scenario for our precious maknae :’)

3,526 w.

     There’s something oddly comforting about coffee that manages to warm your heart and provide you solace. Maybe it’s the way its warmth dances down your throat and sends pleasant tingles to your taste buds; or maybe it’s just the addictive nature of caffeine that makes it so pleasurable. Either way, your love for coffee lands you a first in your life: you’re more than elated when you find out that you’re hired at Starbucks for the summer.

“All right, ______. You can start your training tomorrow,” your manager, Seungcheol, says as he leans back into his black swivel chair. He’s strangely lax for a manager, especially since he practically gave you the job on the spot despite knowing how inexperienced you are.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Choi,” you stand up and clasp your hands together in gratitude. “I promise I’ll have everything memorized in no time!”

He frowns and waves you off with a hand, insisting for you to call him by his first name before murmuring something like “kids and their enthusiasm…” under his breath.

_ _ _

“And this is where we store extra syrup flavors,” Jihoon points towards a bottom cabinet. “Any questions so far?”

“No,” you shake your head, committing all of his words to memory, “I think I’m good.” You’re making a mental folder in your head, filed under the “Important Things to Remember” tab.

Jihoon nods and turns to the left. “Okay, then. Here we have—”

“Ayo, Jihoon!” a voice calls. “Who’s the newbie?”

Realizing that you’re being referred to, you turn your head towards the owner of the voice and see that it belongs to a fellow Starbucks worker. The first thing you notice is how tall he is compared to both you and Jihoon, but his good looks are a close second as you blink up at him. He’s in the middle of making a drink but his head is turned in your direction.

Jihoon heaves a sigh that definitely doesn’t conceal his annoyance from being interrupted. “This is ______. Seungcheol hired her yesterday.”

The boy’s eyes dart towards you and he’s nothing short of intimidating as he takes in your image. You shift your weight to the other foot, suddenly feeling self-conscious. You’re slightly taken aback when a toothy smile graces his face.

“Hi, ______! I’m Mingyu,” he introduces. Before you can return the greeting, he continues, “I can’t believe that Seungcheol. He makes us do all the work— including his own.”

Jihoon nods in agreement. “You’d think that giving a store tour would be fine for him, but I guess even that’s too much in his book.”

“Wait,” you interject, confused. “You mean you’re not the supervisor?”

“No,” Jihoon sighs. “I’m just a barista like Mingyu.”

You gape at the revelation. No wonder he had such a laid-back persona during your interview. Judging from their words, he’s got little to no responsibility.

Mingyu lets out a throaty laugh at your expression. “If there’s one thing you need to know about Seungcheol, it’s that he gets paid to do nothing.” He caps the drink in his hand and gives you a grin. “Anyways, I’ll see you around.”

You say your goodbye but he’s already heading back to the counter to hand the (gushing) customer their drink with a charming smile.

“Where were we?” Jihoon’s query draws your attention back to him. “Ah, right. The cabinets.”

_ _ _

Over the course of your training you get to meet more and more of your co-workers, some of them including Seokmin, Junhui (better known as Jun), and Jisoo. Everyone is nice, and it doesn’t take long for you to discover that ranting about manager Seungcheol’s indolence is a joint topic of discussion.

So when Jihoon deems you adequate enough for the job and no longer needing of further training, you’re so happy that you can almost hug him on the spot.

“I expect nothing but the best from you,” he says as you jubilantly up jump and down. He’s trying to look stern and serious, but you can see a ghost of a smile peaking through his lips.

_ _ _

Your first day as an official Starbucks barista finally comes. You make sure to show up fifteen minutes earlier for your morning shift and when you do, you’re met with an unfamiliar figure working at the counter. It looks like he’s getting everything set up for the day and it’s not until you’re a few feet away from him does he notice your presence.

“Hi,” you say unsurely. You’re about to introduce yourself but you can’t help the involuntary yelp that escapes your lips when a beaming Seokmin pops up from behind the counter, looking bright and brazen as ever. 

“Good morning!” Seokmin greets you happily. You’re too shaken to properly return his greeting as you clutch your pounding heart. “It’s your first day! Excited?”

“Not if you do that again, that’s for sure,” a second voice comments. You recognize it to be Mingyu’s as he appears from the doorway of the back room. “You okay, ______?” He sounds more amused than concerned.

You blink your fright away and give a not-so-assuring nod while Seokmin looks at you obliviously through crescent eyes.

“Oh, that’s right,” Seokmin gestures between you and the unfamiliar boy who’s now looking at you with sympathy though he’s clearly trying to stifle a laugh. At least he has the decency to try to hide it. “You two haven’t met yet, huh?”

You glance his way. Standing across from you with a washcloth in hand, he looks around your age, which is younger than both Seokmin and Mingyu but old enough to be working at Starbucks. You have to admit, he’s pretty cute, even if he found your tremor funny. “No, I don’t think so,” comes your reply.

“______, this is Chan, Chan, this is ______! Looks like you’re not one of the youngest anymore,” Seokmin laughs.

“Welcome to the club,” Chan jokes. “It was getting kind of lonely.”

You laugh and Mingyu snickers.

As the day ensues, you do your best to make your drinks to perfection just like Jihoon taught you. Since Mingyu’s the one working the cashier, Chan and Seokmin engage in conversation while they’re whipping up customers’ orders. It’s nice because their laughter brings a lighthearted ambience to the shop, and they even make to include you in at times.

When your shift ends, you bid goodbye to your co-workers as you untie your apron.

“Wait!” Seokmin stops you. “Our shifts ended too, remember?”

“Eager to leave us already, ______?” Mingyu asks teasingly.

Your face warms. “No, I forgot! I’m sorry.” You don’t expect for them to actually walk with you as the four of you head out from the back door. You’re a bit nervous since you they all seem to be good friends and you’re clearly the odd one out, but you’re slightly grateful towards Chan since he doesn’t tower over you like Seokmin and Mingyu do. He’s much closer to your comfortable height.

“Oh, do you need a ride today?” Mingyu asks, eyeing Chan.

The younger one purses his lips before nodding. “Yeah. I don’t really feel like walking today.” He stretches his arms over his head.

“How about you, ______? Do you need a ride?”

Surprised that they’re kind enough to offer, you shake your head, pointing to the direction of your house, “No, it’s okay! My house isn’t that far from here.” Even if you lived farther, you probably would’ve said the same thing. You know that they’re not some crazed kidnappers but you hardly know them and you’d much rather take precautions.

“Aww, are you sure?” Seokmin frowns. “That would be rude of us to let you walk when we can drive you.”

“I’m sure,” you smile. “Thank you, though.”

“On second thought,” Mingyu coughs loudly, “there’s not enough room for you, Chan. Sorry about that.”

“What?” Seokmin’s head cocks to the side. “But there’s three extra sea—”

Mingyu coughs even louder and nudges Seokmin’s shoulder. He gives him a warning look and Seokmin seems to understand as his mouth forms an “o” shape.

You, on the other hand, have no idea what’s going on. You look to Chan to see if he understands but thankfully he’s wearing the same confused expression as you.

“Well, we’ll see you guys later! Bye!” Mingyu waves as he and Seokmin practically hasten to his car.

You and Chan watch as they leave. When they drive pass you Seokmin waves happily from the passenger’s seat. You see that the back, however, is completely empty.

“Those two,” Chan sighs under his breath.

“What was that all about?” you wonder aloud. Why couldn’t they just give Chan a ride?

Chan shakes his head and shoves his hands in his pockets. “They’re always so weird. It’s best to get used to it right now,” he laughs.

“I figured,” you chuckle, toeing the ground with your shoe. You only met him this morning so you don’t really know what to talk about. At least Seokmin always has something to say or joke about, and Mingyu’s somewhat playful and easygoing nature makes it easy to talk to him. You’re sure Chan’s the same way but you just don’t know him well enough yet.

“So,” Chan clears his throat amid the silence, “you said you live over there right? I live around there too. We can walk together if you want?”

Realizing that there’s no harm in walking together and that this would be a good opportunity to get closer to him, you say yes. Chan grins and your heart leaps because wow is he attractive.

As you two begin walking, you decide to ask him about the shop. “So how long have you been working there?”

Chan makes a thinking noise. “A few weeks after my sixteenth birthday,” he says, looking up at the sky. A smile forms on his face and it looks like good memories are surfacing to his mind. “I’m so grateful. Working there is really great.”

You can tell that he truly is happy working there and it brings a smile to your face. It makes you excited for the days to come.

“So which school do you go to?” he asks.

You tell him the name of your high school and he makes an “ahhhh” sound. “That’s where Seungkwan hyung went,” he says. Seeing your confused expression, he adds, “Oh, he also works at Starbucks. You’ll meet him eventually.”

You nod and he tells you about how the majority of the workers went to his high school. It’s supposed to be your school’s “rival school” but you pay no mind to trivial things like that. Luckily, he doesn’t either.

For the rest of the walk you and Chan engage in light conversation, getting to know more and more about one another. At one point your shoulders brush and unaware of how close you two got, you nearly jolt away from him.

“Sorry,” he quickly splutters.

“No, it’s okay!” you try to assure him. But his cheeks are tinged pink.

It’s silent for the rest of the way.

_ _ _

A few weeks into your new job you find yourself getting more accustomed to the fast-paced environment of the shop. Today especially is bustling with customers and your ability to multitask is being put to the test. You’re shuffling about your corner, trying to balance all of your tasks at once.

“______, I need that caramel macchiato,” Jihoon reminds you from the counter.

“Almost done,” you say. You’re in the middle of making four drinks; can he cut you at least a little slack?

“Do you need help?” Chan asks you. He too is making several drinks at the moment so you politely decline him. Your pride wouldn’t allow for it.

As you’re adding whipped cream to the drink, Jihoon sighs your name loudly, “______.”

“Right here,” you shuffle towards the counter where he is and hand him the completed drink. He gives you a curt nod of approval and takes it from you as you move back towards your station where three more unfinished drinks await you.

“Okay,” you mutter to yourself, shuffling towards the uncooperative blender. You’re trying to figure out why your green tea crème frappuccino isn’t blending as you narrow your eyes and grab a spoon, uncapping the lid of the blender to inspect what’s wrong. The spoon comes in contact with a large piece of ice and you crush it with the utensil. “There we go,” you sigh out of relief, capping the blender and pressing start. It only takes a few seconds before the blender croaks and seems to shut off, the power stagnating.

You’re about to voice your frustration but you bite your tongue, uncapping the lid to see what’s wrong this time. Reaching for the spoon, you place it in the blender and stir, looking for anything that could yet again hinder the blending process. As you stir the contents, the blender starts to act up again and before you know it, there’s unblended matcha flying about and it splatters onto your face and apron.

Frantically reaching for the off button, your hand smashes down on it as Chan rushes to your side, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you breathe out, wiping your face with the back of your hand. You frown, looking down at the counter and overall mess you made. Turning back to look at the blender, you ask meekly, “Did I break it?”

As if on cue, Jihoon tells Jisoo to take over his spot as cashier and strides over to you. “What happened here?”

Mindful of how serious Jihoon is about his job, you know that he’s going to be angry at you for causing a scene, even if it was an accident. “Um,” you blink lamely, “I think I broke the blender.”

“You broke—”

“But it wasn’t her fault!” Chan quickly chimes in. “I thought something was wrong with it earlier but I didn’t say anything. I’m to blame.”

Eyebrows furrowing in confusion, you eye the boy next to you. Was that really true? Jihoon seems to be just as wary as you as his face mirrors yours.

“Is that true?” Jihoon asks and Chan nods in confirmation. Carding a hand through his hair, he reasons, “I guess we can discuss this later. For now, get this mess cleaned up.”

Chan nods as Jihoon heads back to the front counter. Grabbing for a washcloth, you tell Chan that this is your fault and that you’ll be fine. He doesn’t listen.

_ _ _

Ever since your first day, you and Chan made it a habit of walking home together whenever you worked the same shifts. Even if your shift ended a little later than his, he would wait for you (”I like working. I don’t mind.”). Over the course of that time you learned that he was rather passionate about dancing and he held a great admiration for Michael Jackson. It made sense since more often than not you would hear Michael Jackson play nonstop over the shop’s speakers and he confessed to you that those were his doings. Sometimes he would even moonwalk over to hand the customers their drinks.

As you two walk alongside one another, you break the silence. “You never really used the blender, huh?”

“Huh?” Chan looks at you with a confused expression. Realization strikes him as he makes a face. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” you stare down at your sneakers. “Why’d you do that?”

He forces a laugh in an attempt to diffuse the tense atmosphere. “Jihoon can get intense sometimes. I didn’t want you to face that.”

"Chan,” you sigh. “Really. Why’d you do that?”

Chan frowns and bumps your shoulder lightly. “Hey, don’t make that face! You should just thank me if you’re grateful,” he jokes.

When you get home, you lay in your bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. How did you get so lucky to have a friend like Chan? He’s caring, hard-working, funny,  and of course, annoyingly cute. Before you know it, your face is burning and you get up to turn on your fan.

You just now realize that you’re crushing on your co-worker. Why it took you so long to figure it out, you don’t know, but all you can think of is how you got it bad.

_ _ _

You’ve been an official Starbucks barista for a month now and your co-workers are sweet enough to treat you to barbecue. Even though you insisted that they were overreacting and you didn’t need a celebration for something as small as this, they paid you absolutely no mind.

And that’s how you ended up squished between Mingyu and Jisoo. You’re sitting across from Chan who he shoots you a grin as your eyes find his. He’s in between Seokmin and Seungcheol, two of the most rowdiest of the crowd.

“To ______’s one month as a barista!” Seungcheol announces, bringing his glass to the middle. Everyone cheers, glasses clinking as Seungcheol downs down his glass of soju.

You take a sip of your water and laugh uncomfortably. He’s obviously drunk (or is, at least, getting there).

“So, Chan,” Seungcheol slurs, throwing a lazy arm around his shoulder, “when are you going to—hiccup—confess to ______?”

Your eyes widen and you watch as Chan tenses, looking up at the manager with shock.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb,” he snickers. “We all know about it.”

Seokmin looks panic-stricken as he reaches over Chan and places a hand over Seungcheol’s mouth, laughing nervously. “Oh, silly Seungcheol. I think he’s had way too many drinks.” He looks at you and his eyes crinkle, “It’s best not to listen to him!”

“Get ya hand off me,” he swats Seokmin’s hand away and looks at Chan. “You’re never gonna get this chance again. She’s right here and it’s the perfect opportunity!”

“But I don’t like ______,” the younger quickly refutes. He sounds so defensive and you can’t deny that it sends a pang to your chest. It’s definitely a blow to your self esteem.

“Yeah,” Mingyu, upon hearing the situation, jumps into the conversation, “Chan definitely doesn’t like ______. Where’d you get that idea from?”

“Ouch,” you laugh dryly, eyes fixating on an arbitrary spot on the table. “Is the idea of liking me that bad?”

You can feel their eyes land on you but your gaze remains rooted, the once light and playful atmosphere long gone. It doesn’t take long for your other co-workers who were previously engaged in their own conversations to take notice of the change in mood as their attention shifts towards you.

The silence that hangs around the table is almost deafening and the pounding in your ears is all you can hear. You bite your bottom lip and stand up. “I’m going to the restroom,” you say quietly before turning on your heel. You can feel their gazes on your back.

_ _ _

You’re only half surprised when you see Chan leaning against the wall next to the bathroom, waiting for you, when you finally come out. He looks nervous as he rubs his palms together.

“Listen,” he sighs, turning his body towards you. His eyes can’t seem to meet yours and honestly, you can’t blame him; you put him in an awkward situation. It’s you that needs to come to terms with the fact that your dumb little crush isn’t reciprocated.

“It’s fine,” you cut him off before he can say anything. “I’m not mad or anything.” You brush past him to head back to the table but he stops you mid-step when he grabs your wrist.

“Wait,” his grip softens but he doesn’t let go, fingers hanging loosely around your wrist. “The idea of liking you… isn’t bad at all.” He sucks in a breath and you wait for him to continue. “In fact, it’s the opposite, really. I feel pathetic for liking you. Because there’s no way you’d like me back.”

Your heart flutters. Chan likes you? And he thinks you could never like him back?

“The others know all about it. I was planning to confess eventually, but definitely not like this,” he releases your wrist and scratches the back of his neck.

It takes you a while to register his words. Your head’s spinning and you’re a bit wary. Is this some sort of prank? “Wait,” you say slowly, “you actually like me?”

Chan blinks and heat visibly climbs his cheeks. “Well, yeah,” he breathes, looking down at the ground, “how could I not…”

“But,” you can’t help but utter, voice cracking, “I like you, even though you shamelessly blast Michael Jackson and moonwalk to the counter. I didn’t think you’d actually feel the same way.”

Chan’s eyes widen and when it settles in you that his confession is genuine, you’re reduced to a blushing mess. He clears his throat and through a stutter, shyly suggests for you two to head back to the table before the others start worrying. Your blush deepens even further when he softly takes your hand in his and interlaces your fingers together on the way back to the table.

For once, Seungcheol actually did something for the better—ironically enough, amid his drunken state.

anonymous asked:

Hi, there! I just found out your blog and can't stop but read all of your scenario asdasifjewiughiukgherkeiuhwe ma feels ;u; Could you do a scenario of how would the boys act when he want you to make up with him after a break up? Thank you! I love your blog <3

ajshdjdjdnjdbjdjdndndjdn this took ten years but I wanted to answer it anyway. ;;

Monsta X boys trying to make up after a break up ( I assumed it was make up after a fight and not an actual break up but if you meant a real break up than I can do trying to get together after a break up. )

Shownu: he really didn’t mean to. it was a long day, a hard day. silence usually means things are fine but this is one instance you’d prefer the opposite. You’d prefer he talk to you instead of retreat in himself. So you don’t have time, not today. You’re leaving with a weight on your height and suddenly one on your body. The sorry comes out strong, with arms around your shoulders and hands tight against your chest. Explanations flow out his lips, explanations he should’ve said earlier and explanations too fast to really make sense. He doesn’t talk much but he’ll spill his heart to get you to stay. Whispers and apologies, his frustrations and fingers gripping your shoulders. You can’t leave now, you won’t.

Wonho: to say he knew what he was doing would be a lie. Because if he knew he wouldn’t. If he knew he’d probably stop. But today is a little different, today it stings a little bit. Today he’s pretty much walking on thin ice. His arrogance isn’t overwhelming but today it chokes you. You’re asking why he’s so full of himself, why he flaunts around and he’s asking you why you’re freaking out. There’s no middle ground, there’s no ground just hot air. So you walk away and he walks away and nothing makes sense. What you expect is a stubborn phase but you both last three seconds before you call each other. He admits to being over the top you admit he’s over the top but the doesn’t stop him from coming over.

Minhyuk: you told him to relax, you told him you weren’t really in the mood. That’s the thing, he can read the mood well, he can tell. But in this case he forgets, he’s enjoying it far too much to notice you’re upset. So you tell, you yell and he’s shocked so he yells back. You get up and you leave him there, you will leave him there. It doesn’t hit as quick as it does but when it does he’s after you. He puts his energy to good use because he throws it all out at once, steps matching his words, words matching his heart. It’s besting ten times per minute to throw out every reason he was being dumb. By the time he catches you you’ve let it go, you’re laughing you’re apologizing. Ice cream to cool down? Probably.

Kihyun: a long day, that’s probably what it was. A long day neither of you were in the mood. You came sour and he didn’t really want sour. Lemons and lemons and suddenly there’s no room for lemonade just sucking in air and exhaling anger. You were tired and you snapped, you snapped and he tells you you can leave. You do, why would you stay? Why would you think he didn’t mean it? And he didn’t. He really didn’t. It’s what he says on the voicemail, it what he says in a few calls and a few warnings that he’s just going to show up. You don’t make it far before you’re turning around. He’s telling you to at least get an umbrella if you’re going to run out and you hug him, raindrops and all, nags and all.

Hyungwon: he didn’t mean to forget. Sometimes the days blur together. Sometimes it’s yesterday and he’s still stuck in the practice room, sometimes he’s thinking of tomorrow and forgetting today. It happens, you get that but this was important. Your text message dictates your frustration, your anger lies with a period and a don’t come. That should be it that should be all. The doorbell rings. He doesn’t go out of his way, usually. Usually he doesn’t need to but your importance needs to be reiterated. The flowers show up first and the smile after. An apology is necessary before you open the door but you will.

Jooheon: sometimes he’s a bit much. Sometimes his jokes go a little too far. It’s that one thing, that one thing you’re just a tad bit too sensitive about. He doesn’t mean to strike a nerve but he does and you tell him he’s a jerk because that’s the only word you can get out. You’re crying and you don’t know why and he’s not about to let you just leave like that. He’s quick to catch on to things and even quicker to try and fix them, his act would drop and suddenly he’s a different person. He’s cooing and holding you and you’re telling him to get out and leave but he won’t. He knows how to hold onto what he loves and he lets you belt everything out until you finally give him a chance to apologize and trust he’ll never make a joke like that again.

Changkyun: the truth is that he doesn’t know. The truth is that he didn’t know what he’d said offended you. He’s not insensitive, he’s the farthest thing from. But you’re tightening your fists and your next message is a leave me alone. You don’t mean it but you’re stubborn so you hold onto it. In the beginning he does, he doesn’t know what he did wrong but he can take a hint. Then it’s a take message, one by one. One says he’s sorry, the other wants to know what he did wrong, the other swears he won’t do it again and the last asks if he can come over. That probably does it because you make it there first. You don’t even let him speak because you’re apologizing and he’s apologizing and you both laugh and that’s that.

anonymous asked:

Really sorry to bother you! But could you please rec me some good books with lgbtqia characters? Thank you sweetie :)

yessssss of course!!

  1. the half life trilogy by sally green!! half bad and half wild are out already! angry poc bisexual witchy boy that you can’t help but want to protect tbh. the initial writing style made me go ????? but don’t let that put you off PLEASE bc it’s rly wonderful and deals with so many things (trigger warnings for death, suicide, gore, and a lot more but those are the main things i think?)

  2. the torch keeper trilogy by steven dos santos. again, the first two books (the culling, the sowing) are out already and i’m praying we get the raising soon tbh. amazing books that feel really hunger games (i hate comparing ya dystopian to thg but there are certain similarities. anyway). poc gay main character. this books comes w a lot of trigger warnings as well tbh, going from death to gore and everything in between. 

  3. madeline miller’s the song of achilles. it’s queer iliad fan fiction tbh. prepare to have your heart ripped out. if you know the original story of achilles and patroclus,  but it’s like that only 18 times worse. 

  4. alison bechdel – fun home. this is a graphic novel and idk if you are into that, but it’s honestly so great??? there are a lot of lit references and sometimes it’s hard to catch them all, but tbh it doesn’t really matter because the story is still so good (it’s autobiagraphical but don’t let that stop you tbh) and it’s told in such a beautiful way? (ps also check out the musical once you read it) 

  5. boy meets boy by david levithan. tbh this is the lowkey easy queer ya romance novel we all deserve? it’s rly basic tbh, just boys falling in love, but it’s just nice to read something cute once in a while (though the story deals w more than that as well, but u know) 

  6. kissing the witch, honestly this book honestly. it’s written by emma donoghue and it’s not??? a novel in the tradition sense of the word i guess?? it’s more like a bunch of short stories w a smilar theme? anyway, it’s all retellings of famous fairytales, some of them w a queer twist on it (most of them, i guess). they’re all about women and the language is so so so beautiful, i love it so much. it’s sad but also happy and like………. it touches my soul tbh 

  7. alex london w proxy duology!!!!!! it took me so long to get to proxy lmao but really u should read it!!! it’s again dystopian, with as main character a poc gay cinnamon roll. the sequel to proxy is guardian and honestly i don’t have much to say abt these books except go read them please

  8. the line of beauty by alan hollinghurst. i had to read this book for my queer lit class and at first it was a pain in the ass to get through it lmao. i’ve cursed this book so many times and at one point i wasn’t sure if i’d ever finish it, but in the end i did and it was so worth it……. it’s probably one of my fave books i had to read for that class. the way it’s written is just??? plain poetry??? honestly??? and it deals w homosexuality in the 1980s, but also w racism and classism and the aids crisis and all that. if you have a lot of time and feel like frustrating yourself but also enjoying it, go read it!!! 

  9. the raven cycle by maggie stiefvater. okay tbh i’m not sure how i feel about putting this book on a queer books list but…… well, okay. this book has queer character(s) but the way they’re handled makes me feel kind of…… idk. their queerness is never mentioned and everything is Between The Lines and it’s all so under the radar that i’m just like??? fuck it tbh. but i enjoy these books a lot and all the characters make my heart bleed and i love the relationships so i can’t leave it out either? the books are wonderful in the way they deal w modern magic and friendships and relationships (platonic and romantic) and like, wanting thing and needing things and longing for things etc etc. so i would rec them for those things more than for the queer aspects lmao but anyway a rec is a rec

  10. aristotle and dnate discover the secrets of the universe by benjamin aire saenz. lmao okay confession time, the first time i saw this book  was when it was recced to me by goodreads, and i just looked at it like ??? what kind of fucking title is that??? and scrolled pst it lmao. but then it showed up again and i checked it out and it sounded nice to i bought it and FELL IN LOVE oh my god. don’t let the title foor you. this book is amazing, it’s so tragically beautiful??? but it’s also happy, and it feels so real to me? like nothing about it is fake or made to look differently or influenced in one way or another? it just feels real and raw and i love that about it. the main storyline is two mexican boys living in the 1980s meeting each other, but believe me when i say it’s so much more than that 

  11. lost and found by carolyn parkhurst. the queer aspects of this novel are….. hard to describe lmao. they’re only a small part of the storyline but then again they’re also a p big part? actually let me just copy the blurb of this novel tbh: “What do a suburban mom, her troubled daughter, divorced brothers, former child stars, born-again Christians, and young millionaires have in common? They have all been selected to compete on LOST AND FOUND, a daring new reality show.“ this book will definitely not be everyone’s cup of tea but yknow. 

  12. adaptation duology – malinda lo. ya scifi w a bisexual girl protag. i haven’t read the 2nd book (inheritance) so i can’t say much about that. tbh the pacing of this book felt rly kind of weird sometimes, but yknow. bisexual girl protags are rare so i won’t be picky. i’ll take it. 

  13. rebecca brown – the gifts of the body. again this is more a bunch of shirt stories and they are also hard to explain lmao. the main theme of this book is aids, the protag is a nameless person, a home care worker who helps people w aids. we read their storries and learn about their lives and what happened to them. it was??? surprisingly emotional to me tbh. 

  14. blue is the warmest color by julier maroh. if you’ve seen the movie: don’t let it fool you. the graphic novel is a lot less male gaze-y lmao 
Supercorp Break Up AU

Don’t expect great grammar or spelling bc it was all copied and pasted and then formatted from a chat i had with @theninjacarrot and I’m too tired to correct it any further. So, sorry about that :P

Kara and Lena dated. Kara always sang songs to her and stuff and they were in love^TM

Kara’s dream had always been for her band to become like a known band and to make a living from making music with her bffs Winn who plays the keyboard, James who plays the guitar, and Lucy who plays the drums and her sister Alex who plays the bass and like some hot shot producer listened to them and they were like this band has got potential and shit. So like they get a deal and start recording their songs

Some are about Lena bc Kara is gaaaaaaay (well bi, but ehhh semantics)

The band is getting popular as fuck and they have a growing fanbase.

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pick up lines sentence starter
  • Are you an interior decorator? Because when I saw you, the entire room became beautiful.
  • Are you religious? Because you're the answer to all my prayers.
  • Is your daddy a Baker? Because you've got a nice set of buns!
  • I'm not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together.
  • If you were a tropical fruit, you'd be a Fine-apple!
  • Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you have a pretty sweet ass.
  • Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.
  • Did you invent the airplane? Cause you seem Wright for me.
  • If I were a stop light, I'd turn red everytime you passed by, just so I could stare at you a bit longer.
  • I wanna live in your socks so I can be with you every step of the way.
  • I thought happiness started with an H. Why does mine start with U?
  • I seem to have lost my phone number. Can I have yours?
  • Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile.
  • There are people who say Disneyland is the happiest place on earth. Apparently, none of them have ever been in your arms.
  • Do you know what my shirt is made of? Boyfriend material.
  • If God made anything more beautiful than you, I'm sure he'd keep it for himself.
  • Do you have a map? I'm getting lost in your eyes.
  • I don't have a library card, but do you mind if I check you out?
  • Are you an orphanage? Cause I wanna give you kids.
  • I was feeling a little off today, but you definitely turned me on.
  • I'm sorry, I don't think we've met. I wouldn't forget a pretty face like that.
  • My buddies bet me that I wouldn't be able to start a conversation with the most beautiful girl in the bar. Wanna buy some drinks with their money?
  • Are you a fruit, because Honeydew you know how fine you look right now?
  • Does your left eye hurt? Because you've been looking right all day.
  • I will stop loving you when an apple grows from a mango tree on the 30th of February.
  • Do you live in a corn field, cause I'm stalking you.
  • Sorry, but you owe me a drink. [Why?] Because when I looked at you, I dropped mine.
  • Are you a parking ticket? 'Cause you've got fine written all over you.
  • You look cold. Want to use me as a blanket?
  • Can I have directions? [To where?] To your heart.
  • I'm not drunk, I'm just intoxicated by YOU.
  • I was so enchanted by your beauty that I ran into that wall over there. So I'm going to need your name and number for insurance purposes.
  • Is there an airport nearby or is that just my heart taking off?
  • I'm not staring at your boobs. I'm staring at your heart.
  • You're the only girl I love now... but in ten years, I'll love another girl. She'll call you 'Mommy.'
  • Can I take your picture to prove to all my friends that angels do exist?
  • I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.
  • Your body is 65% water and I'm thirsty.
  • Hey, don't frown. You never know who could be falling in love with your smile.
  • My doctor says I'm lacking Vitamin U.
  • Have you been to the doctor lately? Cause I think you're lacking some Vitamin Me.
  • Forget about Spiderman, Superman, and Batman. I'll be your man.
  • Can I follow you home? Cause my parents always told me to follow my dreams.
  • Because of you, I laugh a little harder, cry a little less, and smile a lot more.
  • For a moment I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Now I see that I am very much alive, and heaven has been brought to me.
  • You look so familiar… didn't we take a class together? I could've sworn we had chemistry.
  • Fascinating. I've been looking at your eyes all night long, 'cause I've never seen such dark eyes with so much light in them.
  • Was your dad a boxer? Cause you're a knockout!
  • You're so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line.
  • You shouldn't wear makeup. It's messing with perfection!
  • If I had a star for every time you brightened my day, I'd have a galaxy in my hand.
  • Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty as charged!
  • I was wondering if you had an extra heart mine seems to have been stolen
  • If you were a vegetable you'd be a cute-cumber.
  • If I were a cat I'd spend all 9 lives with you.
  • Do you work at Starbucks? Because I like you a latte.
  • Are you a banana? Because I find you a-peeling
  • Did you read Dr. Seuss as a kid? Because green eggs and... damn!
  • Is your dad a drug dealer? Cause you're so Dope!
  • Smoking is hazardous to your health... and baby, you're killing me!
  • There isn't a word in the dictionary for how good you look.
  • Me without you is like a nerd without braces, A shoe without laces, aSentenceWithoutSpaces
  • Babe, your beauty makes the morning sun look like the dull glimmer of the moon.
  • Most people like to watch the Olympics, because they only happen once every 4 years, but I'd rather talk to you cause the chance of meeting someone so special only happens once in a lifetime.
  • Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see!
  • I must be a snowflake, because I've fallen for you.
  • There is something wrong with my cell phone. It doesn't have your number in it.
  • Baby, if you were words on a page, you'd be what they call FINE PRINT!
  • Do you work at Dick's? Cause you're sporting the goods.
  • You must be a hell of a thief because you stole my heart from across the room.
  • Do you have a twin sister? Then you must be the most beautiful girl in the world!
  • You know I'd like to invite you over, but I'm afraid you're so hot that you'll skyrocket my air-conditioning bill.
  • Excuse me, but I think I dropped something. MY JAW!
  • If you were a booger I'd pick you first.
  • Do you know what I did last night? I looked up at the stars, and matched each one with a reason why I love you.
  • Excuse me, I think you have something in your eye. Oh wait, it's just a sparkle.
  • If I were to ask you out on a date, would your answer be the same as the answer to this question?
  • If this bar is a meat market, you must be the prime rib.
  • Are you lost ma'am? Because heaven is a long way from here.
  • I'm fighting the urge to make you the happiest woman on earth tonight.
  • Are you a campfire? Cause you are hot and I want s'more.
  • You're kinda, sorta, basically, pretty much always on my mind.
  • Put down that cupake... you're sweet enough already.
  • You wanna know what's beautiful? Read the first word again.
  • My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it in.
  • Hello, I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart.
  • Hey baby you're so fine you make me stutter, wha-wha-what's your name?
  • I bet you $20 you're gonna turn me down.
  • I'm not actually this tall. I'm sitting on my wallet.
  • When I first saw you I looked for a signature, because every masterpiece has one.
  • I like Legos, you like Legos, why don't we build a relationship?
  • Baby I might not be Sriracha sauce but, I sure will spice up your life.
  • Are you Jewish? Cause you ISRAELI HOT.
  • You may be asked to leave soon, you're making all the other women look bad.
  • Do you have the time? [Tells you the time] No, the time to write down my number?
  • Would you grab my arm so I can tell my friends I've been touched by an angel?
  • Hey... Didn't I see your name in the dictionary under "Shazaam!"?
  • If a thousand painters worked for a thousand years, they could not create a work of art as beautiful as you.
  • Rejection can lead to emotional stress for both parties involved and emotional stress can lead to physical complications such as headaches, ulcers, cancerous tumors, and even death! So for my health and yours, JUST SAY YES!
  • Of all the beautiful curves on your body, your smile is my favorite.
  • Did you have lucky charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious!
  • No wonder the sky is grey today, all the blue is in your eyes.
  • Can I borrow your cell phone? I need to call animal control, because I just saw a fox!
  • I'm no organ donor but I'd be happy to give you my heart.
  • If I had a penny for every time I thought of you, I'd have exactly one cent, because you never leave my mind.
  • Hershey's makes millions of kisses a day.. .all I'm asking for is one from you.
  • Life without you would be like a broken pencil... pointless.
  • I may not be a genie, but I can make your dreams come true.
  • Kiss me if I'm wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?
  • If I received a nickel for everytime I saw someone as beautiful as you, I'd have five cents.
  • If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?
  • Hello are you married? [Yes] Well I didn't hear you say "happily".
  • You are like a candy bar: half sweet and half nuts.
  • Excuse me, but does this smell like chloroform to you?
  • Hello how are you? [Fine] Hey, I didn't ask you how you looked!
  • Did you clean your pants with Windex? I can practically see myself in them.
  • How was heaven when you left it?
  • Did you fart, cause you blew me away.
  • You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
  • Hey... somebody farted. Let's get out of here.
  • I didn't know that angels could fly so low!
  • There must be something wrong with my eyes, I can't take them off you.
  • You are so fine, I wish I could plant you and grow a whole field of you!
  • Is your last name Gillette? Because you are the best a man can get.
  • Is your name "swiffer"? 'Cause you just swept me off my feet.
  • Excuse me, but you dropped something back there" (What?) "This conversation, lets pick it up later tonight.
  • Are you going to kiss me or do I have to lie to my diary?
  • Are you cold? You look like you could use some hot chocolate... Well, here I am!
  • If stars would fall everytime I would think of you, the sky would soon be empty.
  • You know, Dr. Phil says I'm afraid of commitment...Want to help prove him wrong?
  • Your lips look so lonely.... Would they like to meet mine?
  • Baby, you're so sweet, you put Hershey's outta business.
  • Can I buy you a drink or do you just want the money?
  • Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?
  • So there you are! I've been looking all over for YOU, the woman of my dreams!
  • Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
  • Inheriting eighty million bucks doesn't mean much when you have a weak heart.
  • You see my friend over there? [Point to friend] He wants to know if YOU think I'M cute.
  • The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name.
  • Excuse me, I just noticed you noticing me and I just wanted to give you notice that I noticed you too.
  • (As she is leaving) Hey aren't you forgetting something? (What?) Me!
  • Somebody better call God, cuz heaven's missing an angel!
  • Can I borrow a quarter? ["What for?"] I want to call my mom and tell her I just met the man/woman of my dreams.
  • I'm Mr. Right, someone said you were looking for me?
  • Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back.
  • If I were a transplant surgeon, I'd give you my heart.
  • Are you Willy Wonka's daughter, 'cuz you look sweet and delicious.
  • If you were a transformer, you'd be a HOT-obot, and your name would be Optimus Fine.
  • Do you remember me? [No.] Oh that's right, we've only met in my dreams.
  • Did it hurt? (Did what hurt?) When you fell out of heaven?
  • I'm sorry, were you talking to me? [No] Well then, please start.
  • I know milk does a body good, but baby, how much have you been drinking?
  • I play the field, and it looks like I just hit a home run with you.
  • I'm new in town. Could you give me directions to your apartment?
  • If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put 'U' and 'I' together.
  • If you were a tear in my eye I would not cry for fear of losing you.
  • If your heart was a prison, I would like to be sentenced for life.
  • My lenses turn dark in the sunshine of your love.
  • Was you father an alien? Because there's nothing else like you on Earth!
  • What time do you have to be back in heaven?
  • Baby, I'm no Fred Flintstone, but I can make your Bedrock!
  • Wouldn't we look cute on a wedding cake together?
  • You'd better direct that beauty somewhere else, you'll set the carpet on fire.
  • Your legs must be tired because you've been running through my mind all night.
  • [Point at her butt] Pardon me, is this seat taken?
  • Was your father a thief? 'Cause someone stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes.
  • Do you have a pencil? Cause I want to erase your past and write our future.
  • I love you like a pig loves not being bacon.
  • Are your parents bakers? Cause they sure made you a cutie pie!
  • Did you go to bed early last night? From the looks of it, you got your beauty sleep.
  • What's on the menu? Me-n-U
  • You're like pizza. Even when you are bad, you're good
  • I'd say God Bless you, but it looks like he already did.
  • I must be in a museum, because you truly are a work of art.
  • My friend thinks you're kinda cute, but I don't... I think you're absolutely gorgeous!
  • Let's commit the perfect crime: I'll steal your heart, and you'll steal mine.
  • You spend so much time in my mind, I should charge you rent.
  • If kisses were snowflakes, I'd send you a blizzard
  • Are you a hipster, because you make my hips stir.
  • Are you a cat? Cause you are purrrfect
  • Does your father sell diamonds? Because you are FLAWLESS!
  • You must be a magician, because every time I look at you, everyone else disappears.
  • I wish I was cross eyed, so I could see you twice.
  • Are you on Nickelodeon? Cause you're a-Dora-ble!
  • I don't know if you're beautiful, I haven't gotten past your eyes yet.
  • You don't need keys to drive me crazy.
  • My name isn't Elmo, but you can tickle me any time you want to.
  • Can you take me to the doctor? Because I just broke my leg falling for you.
  • People call me John, but you can call me tonight.
  • You must be a ninja, because you snuck into my heart
  • I need a dollar, but I only have 90 cents... do you want to be my dime?
  • [Look at her shirt label.] When they say, "What are you doing?" You respond: "Yep! Made in heaven!"
  • Are you a magician??? Because Abraca-DAYUM!
  • Be unique and different, say yes.
  • Your eyes are blue, like the ocean. And baby, I'm lost at sea.
  • You know how they say skin is the largest organ on the human body? Not in my case.
  • My lips are like skittles. Wanna taste the rainbow?
  • They say dating is a numbers game... so can I get your number?
  • My name isn't Elmo, but you can tickle me any time you want to.
  • You be the Dairy Queen and I'll be your Burger King: You treat me right, and I'll do it your way.
  • (Ask a person for the time) 9: 15? So today is May 1, 2008, at 9:15 PM, thanks I just wanted to be able to remember the exact moment that I met the woman of my dreams.
  • Pinch me. [Why?] You're so fine I must be dreaming.
  • if I had to choose between breathing or loving you, I would say "I love you" with my last breath!
  • Ouch! My tooth hurts! [Why?] Because you are soooo sweet!
  • I'm not trying to impress you or anything, but... I'm Batman!
  • You must be from Pearl Harbor, because baby, you're the bomb.
  • You must be Jamaican, because Jamaican me crazy.
  • Do you know karate? Because your body is really kickin'.
  • When God made you, he was showing off.
  • Are you a Snickers bar? Cause you satisfy me.
  • Is your dad a terrorist? Because you are the bomb.
  • Is your last name Campbell? Cause you're "mmmm... good!"
  • You're like a dictionary, you add meaning to my life!
  • Baby, you are so fine I could put you on a plate and sop you up with a biscuit.
  • Is there a rainbow today? I just found the treasure I've been searching for!
  • You remind me of a magnet, because you sure are attracting me over here!
  • Hey, is it just me, or are we destined to be married?
  • Hello. Are you taking any applications for a boy/girlfriend?
  • I have an "owie" on my lip. Will you kiss it and make it better?
  • Let's make like a fabric softener and 'Snuggle
  • I didn't see any stars in the sky tonight, the most heavenly body was standing right next to me.
  • Hi, my name is Doug. That's "god" spelled backwards with a little bit of you wrapped up in it.
  • If I could reach out and hold a star for everytime you've made me smile, I'd hold the sky in the palm of my hand.
  • Well, here I am. What were your other two wishes?
  • (Put your fingers on the other's nipples) Hey, here's (name), comin' at you with the weather. Can I be your warm front?
  • How much does a polar bear weigh? [How much?] Enough to break the ice... Hi, I'm (insert name here).
  • Well, I AM telepathic, and I can tell that you love me. Right? [NO!] Darn, I always get "love" and "lust" mixed up.
  • Should I smile because we are friends, or cry because I know that is what we will ever be?
  • When I look into your eyes, it is like a gateway into the world of which I want to be a part.
  • Hey baby. You got a jersey? [A jersey?...Why?] Because I need your name and number.
  • Hello, I'm doing a survey of what people think are the cheesiest pickup lines. So, do you pick 'Do you come here often?', 'What's your sign?', or 'Hello, I'm doing a survey of what people think are the cheesiest pickup lines.'?
  • (hold out hand) Would you hold this for me while I go for a walk?
  • This time next year let’s be laughing together.
  • Is your last name Whitman, because I want to sample you.
  • Let me tie your shoes, cause I dont want you falling for anyone else.
  • On a scale of 1 to 10, you're a 9. I'm the 1 you need.
  • Most guys need 3 meals a day to keep going... I just need eye contact from you.
  • Hey baby, I must be a light switch, cuz every time I see you, you turn me on!
  • Are you a beaver? Cause daaaaam!
  • I hope your day has been as beautiful as you are.
  • Do I know you? Cause you look just like my next girlfriend.
  • Is your father Little Caesar? Cause you look Hot 'n Ready.
  • I could use some spare change and you're a dime.
  • I'm no mathematician, but I'm pretty good with numbers. Tell you what, Give me yours and watch what I can do with it.
  • Didn't I see you on the cover of Vogue?
  • Excuse me, I don't want you to think I'm ridiculous or anything, but you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I just felt like I had to tell you.
  • Have you always been this cute, or did you have to work at it?
  • Hey, don't I know you? Yeah, you're the girl with the beautiful smile.
  • Was your father a mechanic? Then how did you get such a finely tuned body?
  • I have had a really bad day and it always makes me feel better to see a pretty girl smile. So, would you smile for me?
  • I hope you know CPR, cuz you take my breath away!
  • I just had to come talk with you. Sweetness is my weakness.
  • I think I can die happy now, cause I've just seen a piece of heaven.
  • Apart from being sexy, what do you do for a living?
  • If I told you that you had a great body, would you hold it against me?
  • I sneezed because God blessed me with you.
  • Is it hot in here or is it just you?
  • Nice to meet you, I'm (your name) and you are...gorgeous!
  • So, what do you do for a living besides always making all the men excited and warm all over?
  • I may not be a genie, but I can make all your wishes come true!
  • Was your dad king for a day? He must have been to make a princess like you.
  • Were you arrested earlier? It's gotta be illegal to look that good.
  • Were your parents Greek Gods, 'cause it takes two gods to make a goddess.
  • What does it feel like to be the most beautiful girl in this room?
  • What's that on your face? Oh, must just be beauty. Here, let me get it off. Hey, it's not coming off!
  • Wow! Are those real?
  • I blame you for global warming... your hotness is too much for the planet to handle!
  • You are the reason men fall in love.
  • Are you Australian? Because you meet all of my koala-fications.
  • You know the more I drink, the prettier you get!
  • You know, I would die happy if I saw you naked just once!
  • If you were ground coffee, you'd be Espresso cause you're so fine.
  • You better call Life Alert, 'cause I've fallen for you and I can't get up.
  • You're single. I'm single. Coincidence? I think not.
  • You know, you might be asked to leave soon. You're making the other women look really bad.
  • You look like my third wife. [how many time have you been married?] Twice.
  • You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.
  • You should be someone's wife.
  • Were you in Boy Scouts? Because you sure have tied my heart in a knot.
  • Are you as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside?
  • I want to be your tear drop, so I could be born in your eyes, live on your cheeks, and die on your lips.
  • Babe! you look so fine I could drink your bath water!
  • You're so hot you would make the devil sweat.
  • If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I would be walking through my garden forever.
  • Hi, I'm writing a term paper on the finer things in life, and I was wondering if I could interview you?
  • Girl, if I were a fly, I'd be all over you, because you're the shit!
  • There must be a lightswitch on my forehead because everytime I see you, you turn me on!
  • Hey, how did you do that? (What?) Look so good?
  • Damn girl, you have more curves than a race track.
  • If you stood in front of a mirror and help up 11 roses, you would see 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.
  • Do you have a sunburn, or are you always this hot?
  • You are so beautiful that I would marry your brother just to get into your family.
  • You look like a cool glass of refreshing water, and I am the thirstiest man in the world.
  • Are you a tamale? 'Cause you're hot.
  • You are so beautiful that you give the sun a reason to shine.
  • Do you want to see a picture of a beautiful person? (hold up a mirror)
  • Do you bleach your teeth? 'Cause your smile lights up the entire room like a candle in the dark. Let's go prove it.
  • Your ass is so nice that it is a shame that you have to sit on it.
  • Someone should call the police, because you just stole my heart!
  • Stop, drop, and roll, baby. You are on fire.
  • Baby, you're so hot, you make the equator look like the north pole.
  • Come live in my heart, and pay no rent.
  • You're hotter than Papa Bear's porridge.
  • I hope there's a fire truck nearby, cause you're smokin'!
  • If it weren't for that DAMNED sun, you'd be the hottest thing ever created.
  • How is your fever? [What fever?] Oh... you just look hot to me.
  • I just got dumped, and I think that you could make me feel better.
  • (Walk up to someone and bite them anywhere) Sorry, taking a bite out of crime. [WHAT?] Well it has to be illegal to look that good!
  • You are a 9 - you'd be a perfect 10 if you were with me.
  • Excuse me, I'd like to have kids someday, and I wanted to know how your parents created such a beautiful creature.
  • You're so hot, I bet you could light a candle at 10 paces.
  • I can't believe I've been hear the entire evening with all these beautiful people and the moment I find 'The One', all I have time to say is "good bye".
  • Hey baby, you've got something on your butt - my eyes!
  • This isn't a beer belly, It's a fuel tank for a love machine.
  • I don't know you, but I think I love you already.
  • Here's the key to my house, my car... and my heart.
  • if we shared a garden, I'd put my tulips and your tulips together. (tulips = two lips)
  • Is your name Summer? 'Cause you are as hot as hell.
  • If I had to choose between one night with you or winning the lottery...I would chose winning the lottery...but it would be close...real close...
  • Do you have any sunscreen? 'Cause you are burning me up!
  • See these keys? I wish I had the one to your heart.
  • Stare at girl . ("What're you staring at?")
  • You, Before I Wake Up From this Dream.
  • You're hotter than donut grease.
  • Your eyes are as blue as window cleaner.
  • Was that an earthquake or did you just rock my world?
  • If you were a burger at McDonalds, you'd be McGorgeous.
  • Are your parents retarded, 'cause you sure are special.
  • If you could put a price tag on beauty you'd be worth more than Fort Knox.
  • I must be dancing with the devil, because you're hot as hell.
  • I never need to see the sun again because your eyes light up my world.
  • If you were a steak you would be well done.
  • It's dark in here. Wait! It's because all of the light is shining on you.
  • Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you.
  • Do you have any raisins? [No] How about a date?
  • Are you a kidnapper? Because you just abducted my heart.
  • Is your name Katrina? [No, why?] 'Cuz baby, you rock me like a hurricane!
  • Can you pull this heart-shaped arrow out of my butt? A damn little kid with wings shot me.
  • On The Phone
  • She/He says: "Hold on"
  • You Say: "Sorry, I can't hold on... I've already fallen for you."
  • Is your body from McDonald's? Cause I'm lovin' it!
  • Are you a microwave oven? Cause you melt my heart.
  • Did you get your license suspended for driving so many guys crazy?
  • Are you a girl scout, cause you tie my heart in knots.
  • You're so hot, I could bake cookies on you.
  • You look beautiful today, just like every other day.
  • Let's play Winnie the Pooh and get my nose stuck in your honey jar.
  • When I'm older, I'll look back at all of my crowning memories, and I'll think of the day my children were born, the day I got married, and the day that I met you.
  • If beauty were time, you'd be eternity.
  • Hello. Cupid called. He says to tell you that he needs my heart back.
a long, lonely while, pt 1

so this is gonna be a quasi-series? more like i’m splitting a one-shot into bits, but WHATEVER. semantics.

ilu theappleppielifestyle, this is for u

Jim knows Tony’s got a…touch thing.

He tries to keep it quiet, but it’s not a exactly quiet thing. Not when it’s something he aches for the way Tony does.

He’s known Tony long enough that Tony doesn’t try to keep it from him anymore, at least not on purpose. He’s been hiding it for so long though, sometimes he can’t help it.

Jim knows why, too.

A little over a year after they’d met, Tony had brought him back to New York and Jim had met the Starks.

Howard Stark had been distant, distracted—drunk off his ass. Maria Stark was melancholy in a way Jim wouldn’t recognize until he was older. She’d been affectionate with Tony, but only when his father wasn’t around. It had been pretty clear even to his eighteen-year-old self that Howard, for whatever reason, wouldn’t allow it. It didn’t make sense to him.

His own mama was the exact opposite, cupping his face and kissing his cheeks even in front of his superiors in the Air Force, embarrassing the everliving daylights out of him, so it had been a shock meeting Tony’s family. He’d always thought being wealthy would fix everything, but after seeing the Starks and the way they’d sat stiffly around the enormous dining room table in that big mansion hardly talking, he’d turned around on that idea in a hurry.

What it had done was make sense of the way Tony tended to crawl all over him, worming up against his side and tucking himself up under Jim’s arm when he got drunk and crashed into Jim’s dorm room.

After that weekend though, they’d gone back to school and Jim had been more determined than ever to be there for the brilliant, wacky kid who was the first peer he’d ever had. He deserved to have someone love on him the way Jim’s mom loved on him.

He did the best he could, but Jim takes after his dad who’s more like Tony’s mom. Not great at giving the kind of touches he thinks Tony really needs. But he’s great at letting Tony touch. Any time he moves in, Jim’s arms open automatically. He gets used to the weight of Tony’s head on his shoulder and the warmth of Tony’s body up his ribs. Someday he hopes there’ll be somebody who can do what he can’t, who will reach for Tony first.

In the meantime, he smiles when the door slides open as he heads in from the landing pad on the roof of Stark Tower and finds Tony racing toward him.

“Sugar Bear!” Tony yells and Jim laughs as Tony plows straight into him, arms coming up and wrapping tight around Jim’s back.

“Hey, Tones,” he says, gripping him back just as tight. “It’s good to see you, man.”

“Of course it is,” Tony says loftily. “It’s always good to see me. Eyes don’t get it any easier than me.”

Jim snorts. “We both know I’m the pretty one.”

“Ha!” Tony says and leans back, hands slipping to curl around Jim’s shoulders. He copies the movement and they stand there for a minute like a couple of idiots just grinning at each other.

“So how’s it going,” Jim asks finally. “What’s it like having all the supers in your back pocket?”

“There is only one super, thank you very much,” Tony says. “Thor doesn’t count, he’s normal for his species.”

“Is that what you tell yourself to make yourself feel better?”

“I am easily the coolest person on this team, I don’t have to tell myself anything to make me feel better. Don’t shove your issues off on me. I asked you if you wanted to be an Avenger.”

“I’m too busy being awesome,” Jim replies. Tony still hasn’t shaken him off, or made any effort to feign disinterest in having Jim all over him. Normally it’d be an uphill battle to give Tony what he so desperately wants. He frowns and squeezes Tony’s shoulders. “Hey, is everything okay?”

He gets more nervous when Tony doesn’t look up, his greasy hair flopping over his forehead and hiding his eyes.


“Ah…” He hears Tony swallow, and rubs his shoulder almost without thinking, encouraging him to say whatever it is. Tony finally looks up, just for a second, and Jim’s heart drops when he sees the wet sheen of his eyes. His voice is rough when he says, “Pepper.”

Jim’s hands squeeze a little tighter. “Shit. Shit. Tony— Jesus, Tony, I’m sorry. Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”

Before Tony can answer, he hauls him in for a hug, gets his arms around Tony’s shoulders and holds him tight, hand cupping the back of Tony’s head. Tony clutches at his sides, breaths a little uneven. “I dunno,” he says. “I dunno, Rhodey—”

“It’s okay,” Jim assures him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to. When?”

Tony sucks in a shaking breath. “Last Thursday,” he says and his voice breaks.

“Jesus, you should have told me, man, I would have come.”

The laugh that bursts from Tony’s mouth is a little hysterical. “Too early as usual.”

Jim ignores the joke. “She…” He hesitates, not wanting to phrase this wrong and make things worse.

“We agreed to end it,” Tony mumbles into his shoulder. “She doesn’t wanna do the saving the world thing and I moved five superheroes into the Tower. It wasn’t fair to her. I wanted to, for her, but I can't— I couldn't—”

Tony’s voice chokes off into silence, his hot, ragged breaths seeping through Jim’s shirt. Jesus, they called it quits. No wonder Tony’s…

Getting closer to Tony is impossible, but it doesn’t stop Jim from trying. “I’m sorry,” he breathes into the side of Tony’s head. “God, Tony, I’m so sorry. I really thought—”

Tony laughs that slightly hysterical laugh again and blurts, “Yeah, me too,” and then he’s coming apart under Jim’s hands, shaking with sobs.

Jim tries to make contact wherever he can. If they’ve been on the outs since Thursday it’s probably been over a week since anybody with blood and a beating heart touched Tony. No wonder he hadn’t pulled away. Broken up with Pepper, Jesus.

“I’m sorry, Tones,” he murmurs. “I’m sorry.”

Can’t Help Falling In Love

songfic yay! drabbles are fun 

summary: based off “Can’t Help Falling In Love” by Elvis :)

beta’d by: @cactuslester (thank u so much!)

word count: 600 (exactly woohoo)

genre: fluff 

warnings: none

a/n: hello i’m back with more fluff, hope u guys like it (also lmao i know everyone does these but whatever i like them)

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