i really like girls in a way that isn't part time

anonymous asked:

Maybe Dark!Annabeth fighting a child of the big three and she knows that defeating them with physical, raw power isn't possible, so she attacks mentally. She defeats them with words, something Annabeth constantly does throughout the books to her enemies. Making them so angry, distracted, and/or sad that they lose focus and she easily takes the victory.

Annabeth feels him coming before she sees him.

There’s a charge in the air. A gathering static that threatens to strike with every movement she makes, but never quite gets the guts to do so.

That’s Jason Grace for you. Son of Jupiter, chosen of Juno, and just a touch too soft to do what needs to be done. Oh sure, he’ll kill monsters if he needs to, but when the monsters are gods, his solution is to become a priest.

It’s about finding a compromise, he’d said. And making sure that we’re heard.

Annabeth’s finding there are better ways of making noise.

“You got here faster than I expected,” she remarks as he touches down in front of her. She’s perched on the crumbling remnants of a wall that’s thousands of years old. Some small, distant part of her regrets what is about to happen here, but not enough to change course.

“Your pattern’s getting old,” he says. His gladius is out and he holds it warily between them. Annabeth keeps her drakonbone sword at her side. “The others can hold Percy off long enough for me to stop what you’re doing.”

She raises her eyebrows. “You’re the only one coming?”

He tries to hide his grimace, but that’s the danger with fighting your friends. They can read you too well, and a smile curls over Annabeth’s mouth at the confirmation. She hops off the wall, landing lightly on the dirt.

“What made you think I’d be at Pompeii?”

Lightning crackles in the sky overhead, raising the small hairs at the back of her neck. He nods at the scaffolding in the distance, empty of workers this early in the morning. It’s a grim dawn, about to get darker.

“No tourists today. You might’ve turned against the gods, Annabeth, but you’re not a murderer.”

Isn’t she? Annabeth has lost count of the number of monsters she’s put in the ground (under the ground). How many demigods died in the war with Kronos? They bleed red the same as mortals, and her hands are as stained as anyone’s.

So are Jason’s, and irritation pricks at her face. She smooths it away with a cool smile, carefully tracking him as he starts to circle her. She has a certain amount of faith in Jason’s willingness to ‘save’ his friends, but she’s not an idiot.

“So I should start picking locations with people if I don’t want you to interfere, is that what you’re saying?”

“That’s obviously not what I’m saying.” His gaze flickers over the ruins stretching behind her. “So this is all rigged to blow, huh?”

“Leo does good work.”

He winces. He can play on whatever friendship the two of them might have had all he likes, but that betrayal is the real knife in the guts and they both know it. Annabeth coerces her expression into concern, the cogs of her brain turning the right muscles to give it the realism it needs. She takes a half step forward, and Jason doesn’t step away.

“He misses you, you know.” Her voice is a soft thing. Caring. “Misses both of you.”

“If he misses us so bad, he should come and see us.”

“You really think we’re going to be welcome at Camp after all this?

“You haven’t killed anyone.”

The yet sits between us, and it doesn’t matter anyway. The gods would be more likely to forgive her if she had killed someone. They could have murdered thousands of mortals and not been struck down, if they’d just done it far away from the last vestiges of godly power in this world.

Gaea had plotted to bring down Mt Olympus, and that’s definitely on Annabeth’s list. But she’s always been a methodical sort of girl, and divine power runs deep. Best to stamp out all traces of it, one relic at a time.

She sighs. “We don’t plan to. You know that.”

“You’re trying to kill the gods!” Lightning cracks again, closer now. It takes more strength than Annabeth wants to admit to to avoid reaching for her weapon.

“And how many times have they tried to kill us? At best they don’t give a shit, Jason, you know that.”

But he’s shaking his head. They’ve had this fight before, all of them, enough times that she could probably just record it for him to save energy. He’s long since stopped listening to sense, and she doesn’t bother with more than a cursory attempt to convince him.

“You’re too late for this one,” she says. “I’m proud of you for getting here before it blows, but you were right. It’s ready to go.”

His grip shifts on his sword. And - there’s something in his expression that prompts her to brace for an attack, because it’s not defeat. This time, she thinks. This time might be the one where I push too far.

It’s sad, sort of, but relief swamps that soon enough. It’s not that she wants to fight old friends, but it would make everything a lot simpler. To just be able to fight, without caring what happens to them anymore. To draw battlelines instead of blurring them

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he growls. “But even if the rest of your team is ready to destroy this place, they’ll stop once you’re a hostage.”

Annabeth laughs. It’s a miscalculation, but she can’t help herself. “The others might. But hell itself couldn’t keep Percy Jackson from me, Jason, and you’re no Tartarus.”

“I can deal with Percy.”

He can’t. She wonders idly if he knows that. Everyone’s aware of Percy’s power these days, but that’s what he’s like with her at his side. Jason, she suspects, still has a little too much optimism left about what Percy’s self control would be like without her. What it would be like if he even thought she was in danger.

“Right, well, that’ll be your mistake to live with.” She squints up at the sky, trying to judge her next play. Being a hostage would accelerate certain things that she’s not ready to set into motion just yet. Most of all, she doesn’t think that Percy is quite as ready to fight the others as she is.

Not yet.

“You made a miscalculation,” she said finally. “You always want to go for the biggest player, Jason. It’s one of your biggest weaknesses.”

“You can’t talk your way out of this, Annabeth.” His body moves, and she can almost trace the lines in the air, the familiar forms he’s about to slide into. “You’re coming back to Camp wth me.”

He lifts his blade, wreathed in lightning. She smells ozone on the air, the threat of violence wafting in behind it. She clasps her hands behind her back, and lays down her hand.

“Where’s Piper, Jason?”

Everything stops. Nature itself holds its breath as those too-blue eyes widen in sheer panic, before narrowing at her.

“Piper’s your friend. You wouldn’t hurt her.”

Annabeth waits. She doesn’t need to say anything. The silence between them does it for her. The even sound of her breathing. The shroud of absolute confidence holding her shoulders straight.

You are not going to take me, her body says, like it’s all a foregone conclusion.

“She can handle herself,” he tries again, and there’s the edge of desperation that she’s been waiting for. Enough to cloud his thinking. He might not think she’s a murderer, but there are other atrocities. Things she hasn’t held back from in the opening numbers of this new war.

“Against Percy?”

That’s a risk. Because they both know that Percy isn’t steady, isn’t stable, that his relationship with Piper had been tenuous at best and that without Annabeth there, his temper might just get away with him. Piper has her Charmspeak, but there are ways around everything if you have enough power.

It’s a risk, because Jason’s anger could always outweigh his fear. He could always take it out on her rather than fly off for Piper. Annabeth is confident in her ability to take him with a sword, but Jason comes with all those bonus add-ons that children of Athena just aren’t privy to.

So she gives him one last push. Just to make sure.

“Tartarus has so many doors,” she says softly. That same quiet concern from before, turned deadly now. “You know we found all of them, right Jason?”

He spits a curse, something in Latin about the gods and what he hopes they’ll do to her. She watches him leap into the sky, shading her eyes against the rising sun until he’s no more than a dot in the distance.

“You say that like they haven’t already done their worst,” she murmurs, before turning back to the ruins.

There’s work to be done.

Some Things Change. (Theo Raeken Imagine)

This is part two of Why Do You Keep Apologizing!

Okay, this is really long… I’m so sorry!

Requests are Open! (Just bear with me)

I hope you enjoy! Happy Valentine’s Day!

Originally posted by unconditionalloveandunicornspawn

Originally posted by filia-de-saturna

Habits change. 

It was the small things you noticed about Theo. His constant day dreaming and fear stricken expression he wore every time he was brought out of his day dream. His constant bickering with Scott and Stiles in the hallways and in classes. His negativity was not a result of his overly sarcastic personality, but because of the darkness in his heart.

But nevertheless, Theo did find himself attached to you. Whether he’d agree to it or not. He was protective. He did not want the one good thing in his life to be taken away, too. He’d constantly look for you whenever you two were separated.

In History, the one class he had with Scott and Stiles but not with you, he and Scott smelt the smoke before the fire alarms even went off. He immediately shot up from his chair, knowing that the smoke burned your lungs almost as bad as cursing molted your wings, and ran to the door, but got called back by the teacher. “You have to stay with the class, Mr. Raeken.” Theo huffed and rolled his shoulders back. 

As the class evacuated, he attempted to catch your scent but couldn’t with the smoke polluting the air. Theo grabbed Scott’s shoulder, making the alpha and his best friend turn to glare at the chimera. “What, Theo?” Scott snapped. 

“Look, I don’t care if I hate you or if you hate me. But (Y/N). She… she can’t breath in the smoke. I can’t catch her scent. Please, Scott.” Theo practically begged. Although Stiles had said hell to the no, Scott agreed not wanting an innocent life to be lost.

The two snuck back into the school and attempted to search for you. Eventually they found you in the cafeteria, the source of the fire, he figured that you were helping the lunch ladies evacuate, forgetting that you would suffocate in the smoke. “God, you’re such an angel… It’s literally going to kill you, (Y/N).” Theo whispered as he scooped up your small body and brought you outside.

As he passed the two outside, he nodded and muttered a “thank you.” He figured that you, being supernatural, might not want to be sent to the hospital so instead he kept you hidden in his truck until you regained consciousness. He watched as you slept, your head slumped to the side, resting on the window. “You’re beautiful.” He whispered, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face. 

And that’s when he knew that there was a slight possibility that he might actually have fallen for an angel. 


People change. 

You have been driving on a long road to get to the this stop, but it was worth it. You found it hard to show Theo the “right path” for he was so consumed by the darkness of his past. But it wasn’t impossible to get him to face the right direction, towards the light.

“If you’re an angel, you’re going to help that kid if I trip him, right?” Theo pondered, nodding over to Mason and Corey, who were both walking your way.

You tilted your head and began to protest, “please, don’t-” but it was too late, Theo stuck his leg out, tripping Mason.

You sprung into action, reaching out and getting a grip on the teen before he could completely fall on the floor. “Thanks.” He muttered, dusting himself off before taking Mason’s hand and walking off.

“That was graceful.” Theo complimented, a smirk forming on his face.

“And that was rude. You should apologize.” You said, crossing your arms. The two of you stared at each other for a few moments, wordlessly fighting for dominance. You ultimately losing to his stubbornness.

But as weeks flew by, Theo showed less aggression and plain out rudeness.

The two of you were leaned up against the lockers. His words were no longer snarky and challenging. Instead he spoke as though the two of you have been friends for ages.

His arms were crossed as his left shoulder leaned into his locker, his eyebrows raising at something you said about your older sister loving a human.

“Is it bad for an angel to love a non-angel?” He inquired, genuinely curious, wanting to know if his bubbling feelings could ever be reciprocated.

You shrugged, feeling your wings rub against your denim jacket. “It’s not bad, exactly. More like frowned upon. We’d have to give up our wings to be with them. It’s seen as turning your back against your family and God.”

“Good thing I’m an atheist.” Theo joked. His foot was slightly out, causing Liam, who was rushing past to meet with Hayden, to trip over. But Theo acted quickly, reaching over and balancing the beta. “Sorry, man. Didn’t mean it. Honest.” You smiled at his improvement. Maybe you were rubbing off on him after all.

Theo’s fingers interlocked with yours, tugging you towards your next period. You knew it was a friendly gesture but you couldn’t help the heat rising to your face. “C’mon, (Y/N). Angels don’t skip class.” And then you felt your heart beat faster and the blush on your cheeks intensifying 


Feelings change. 

“My sister gave up her wings.” You informed Theo. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. You shared that your sister fell in love with a human but he never knew just how extreme she’d got be with him. 

He carried your books as the two of you walked side by side. To those passing by, you two looked more like a couple than an angel and her ward. “Would you ever do it?” He asked. You glanced over to him. “Give up your wings?” 

You shook your head. “Never. I love being an angel.” 

“Even if you truly loved a non-angel?” He questioned, his brows furrowing. 

“Angels aren’t selfish. We don’t give up our wings because of our own selfish interests. We shouldn’t want both.” You explained. 

“It’s okay to want something for yourself.” He muttered, feeling his heart break a bit as he shoved your books into your hands and walked off. You being left shaken and confused.

But he didn’t know that in your mind, you’ve considered it. You’ve considered the possibility of your wings leaving you, unburdening you. You’ve considered being with Theo, not because you have to but because you’d love to. In the months you’ve spent with each other, you knew one thing for certain. You love Theo Raeken.

You confided in your mother about your conflicted feelings. “I apologize if I disappoint you, mother. I just… I love him… I really do. And I know (Y/S/N) has disappointed you enough, but-”

“Beacon Hills has really taught my girls to bloom. You both found love here. I’d hate for our family and our values to get in the way of that. But (Y/N), love comes with a price. I think you know that. But when that love is as true as can be, a part of your past life as an angel shall remain with you.“ She smiled. You nodded. “So be free my little angel. Fly to where your heart leads you.” 

And that’s exactly what you did. 

“Theo!” You called out, knowing that he’d be in a clearing, past the bridge where they found his sister. You flied past the trees but not too high where you’d get caught. You enjoyed your last flight as an angel, but something told you it wasn’t your last. 

“What are you doing here?” He questioned, his guard up high like it once was. 

“I love you.” You confessed. “I love you, Theo Raeken.” 

“Finally…” Theo muttered as he pulled you close and into a kiss. “I love you, too…”

Some Things Change.” You sighed. “And whether it’s good or bad, I’ll accept change if it means I can be with you.” 

And then you felt your wings sink into your skin. It wasn’t painful, though it was a weird sensation. Your wings had engraved themselves as tattoos of angel wings, covering your shoulder blades and all of your back. You felt as if it wasn’t the last time you’d see those wings because although they were physically gone, you knew you would soar in the sky once more. You knew you didn’t completely give up being an angel just yet.

Originally posted by marvel-pandaz

(Oh and this is what I was attempting to describe but they aren’t the same wings.)

anonymous asked:

Please rate the Lancers so the world may have a clear and obvious objective base on which Lancers are the best characters because subjectivity isn't real and it is clear you are the expert on all things Lancer and thus are qualified to be the definitive objective source for all opinions on Lancers. (or just share some other lancers you think are cool and maybe some you wish had been done better that's fine too)

the best lancer which is why he’s the one everyone thinks of when you say ‘lancer’. the beauty. the muscles. the spandex. the personality. the voice. the colour palette. the archetype he represents. the way he fits into the rest of the fate cast. his skillset. his animations. the ultimate. the absolute. could’ve just stopped making lancers after this one bc they’ll never top this one. EX/10

handsome. entry level thirst but that’s not necessarily bad. victimises himself a lot in zero so people going uwu poor baby on him piss me off just a lil because both the situation with grainne and with sola was supposed to be morally ambiguous and out of everyone’s control. I like how he’s a good example of how feitos are kinda doomed to repeat the same mistakes of their legend. my top fav until I played fsn and learnt what true love is (its cu). 8/10

a good boy! a handsome boy! a boy of many talents! just wants to help at all times but never learnt how to mince words so he comes across as the absolute rudest fucker. in ccc he lists “his own poor communication skills” as the thing he dislikes. 10/10

wants to clear his name as bloodthirsty vampire but only the vampire part because he knows what he did and he won’t try to deny it, he just wants to clear up the things that were added later he didn’t do. very good and nuanced. very spicy uncle. I’m not saying I want to fuck vlad I’m just saying that if vlad were to come up to me and ask me if I wanted to fuck I would not say no. 9/10 I should actually read apocrypha sometime

spicier uncle but less personality. 8/10 why did he have to be a package deal with that fucking clown

pls no bully. treated as kind of a joke a lot but a really nice character if you pay attention. absolutely as bloodthristy and evil as her legends but all because she was genuinely never taught different and therefore doesn’t realise her actions are evil and the reason she is hated. desperate to be loved because her literal life depended on it. later on starts to slowly realize just how fuckedth she is and tries to make amends even though she knows full well she can’t possibly ever make up for everything she did. hates her future self’s guts because she knows what she did will make her end up like that but still wants to change it somehow because this time she knows it was wrong. 10/10 please god let CCC get localised

if i see one more fucker say she has no personality I will FIGHT I love her. insanely powerful and worked hard for it but because of it reached a point where none of her achievements are achievements anymore and instead are just something she would’ve done eventually bc she has all the time in the world for it. claims to want to die but actually just wants to feel alive again. actually pretty easily excited especially when fights to the death are involved but feels like she has to keep up a composed teacher front. an overcompetent mess who has no idea how to do anything without doing the Most. 100/10

now THERE’s a lancer girl with no personality. I’m sorry bryn you’re beautiful beyond belief but fragments has a bad writer and I hope you get to shine in fgo sometime bc that’s what saved arash and ozymandias 7/10 

treated entirely as a joke in fgo so far and mostly known in fate for getting cucked but his legend has a lot more and is actually pretty cool so I hope he gets to be taken seriously sometime too. dressed up as a baby once to avoid fighting a dude bigger than him. stabbed himself in the face to avoid falling into a magic sleep and then fucked up a dude another time. now that’s what I call a grab bag of a character! 7/10

100% YOUAERE My FUCKIGN GI>RLFREIONGD 10/10

dirt friend 10/10

whose fucking child is this

whom?

supreme

Life Without You

Part Two

Masterlist

It was odd, really. He pretended that you meant nothing to him, like he’s never met you before. He gave you that warm smile, introducing himself, saying it was a pleasure to meet you. You would think that he would at least show some kind of emotion. Sadness, hurt, joy, anything. His lack of emotion was getting on your nerves.

Maybe he forgot who you were. No, no that couldn’t be it. He knew exactly who you were and what he was doing to you. The question is, why? Why is he torturing you? Did it give him some kind of sick pleasure?

Then it happened.

You didn’t expect it, at all. Your heart breaking into smaller pieces. This is my girlfriend, Megan. Megan, this is (Y/N), an old friend. An old friend? Is that all you were to him? You looked over at her, instantly regretting it. She was perfect, much skinnier than you, taller, prettier, absolutely stunning. Of course Harry would fall for someone as amazing as her and not you. You were boring, nothing unique. It hurt much more than you’d ever admit.

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The Black Cat

Summary: In which Dan Howell is gay, homeless, and also part cat, and Phil Lester is the nicest stranger ever.

Word Count: a whooping 9.3k!!!

Includes: an actual story, and of course, neko smut

this fic is for my best friend @ominousdan!!! it’s cayla’s birthday and without her birth nobody would be getting to see nine thousand words of neko!dan so please go follow her and tell her happy birthday in thanks (ily cayla i hope you love this and also me)

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I hate you │6

Originally posted by kuromel

summary:  Jungkook breaks your heart
member: Jeon Jungkook x reader
genre: fluff, romance, angst 
word count: 2.5k
warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook badboy!Jungkook
I hate you Masterlist 123 4 5 6 7 (ongoing)

A/N: Thank you, everyone, for your support and encouragement, I really don’t deserve you, “I hate you 5″ hit  250+ likes. Hopefully, this part even though it’s just a filler will not disappoint you either. The next one is going to be juicier and will take awhile, so I’ll post it by 08.07.2017. P.S don’t hesitate to message me anytime, I love reading your feedback! (good or bad)

“You should go with us, it’ll be fun”-Ava told you as she tried on yet another dress

“I don’t want to be a third wheel, just leave me out this once, I won’t be mad”-you replied to her when she invited you to go to a party with her and Jimin.

“Don’t be stupid, there will be plenty other people you know, you never get to hang out with them, now you have a chance”

“I know that I just don’t want it to get awkward, especially after you ditched me to go with Jimin twice in a row”-you teased Ava

“Well, I apologized for that, but it wasn’t planned, it happened spontaneously, both times”-said Ava with slight shame for leaving you alone still apparent in her voice. You decided going to the party was worth a shot, especially because you desperately wanted to see Jungkook. 

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newsies prep school au

this is kinda based off of my school so yeah this is really long sorry in advance lol
uniforms
- jack always has some mysterious stains on his uniforms and honestly some of the guys are scared to ask what they’re from
- davey literally irons his shirts and pants every morning and he never forgets to wear his lanyard with his student id
- race never tucks his shirt in, his shoe laces are always untied, he never wears his belt, and he forgets his lanyard practically everyday and is broke because everyday he has to pay $5 to replace it
- katherine is always complaining to the guys because she has to wear a skirt, sweater vest, and tights in the spring. and the guys hear the same speech every day about how hard it is to put those damn tights back on after pe when it’s 85° out
- the guys in their group are the only ones in the school who wear the sweater vests in the winter unlike the other guys in school who just wear the regular sweaters
sports
- davey is on the soccer team and he’s fairly good
- jack plays basketball and he’s captain of the boy’s lacrosse team and he’s so aggressive on field. he gets yellow carded every 5 minutes but the time he’s actually on the field he always manages to score
- spot wrestles and he’s the quarterback of the football team and they haven’t lost a game since he joined the team. other schools are terrified to play their school because they know how spot will stop at nothing to win
- race is on the dance team and the cheer team, he’s the only boy on the cheer team. sometimes he gets shit for it but ever since everyone found out that spot conlon is his boyfriend nobody bothered him
- crutchie doesn’t play sports but he’s the manager of the football and basketball teams. at least he’s involved
- katherine’s part of the field hockey team, crew team, and the girls lacrosse team
- alberts on the swim team, baseball team, basketball team, crew team, and he’s on the dance team, no one knows how he manages to get his homework done
lockers
- davey is so organized it hurts
- jacks lockers a mess and he’s always putting some strange object in davey’s to mess with him. so far the strangest thing he’s put in davey’s locker is an uncooked chicken
- race and spot share their lockers because their lockers are in different buildings on the opposite sides of the campus so they don’t have to walk all the way back to get their books
- katherine is always slipping little notes in sarah’s locker and sarah saves every single one
classes
- davey’s in all honors/ap classes and he’s the best german student. the other guys are always trying to get him to do their homework but davey refuses. his reason: “if i do your homework you’ll never learn! learning is great! also fuck you guys i have my own work to do”
- jack takes ap art history. he takes french and always tries to say cliche things to davey in french but he always pronounces them wrong. he loves when davey speaks german to him. his notebooks are about 10% notes and 90% doodles
- kath is amazing at english she’s at the top of her class
- race takes honors us history and to everyone’s dismay, he does very well. he’s very loud in his classes and will constantly start arguments with anyone who has a different opinion than him. he sleeps on the quad during his free periods

extracurriculars
- jack takes art and excels in it. the school asked him to do a mural and he did one by himself in the span of 3 days. he paints every set for the school musical
- davey is the student body president and he’s an officer for the national honor society, teachers love him
- crutchie stands next to davey as student body vice president and he’s part of the school’s morning announcements
- spot and race take photography together (honestly when are they not together) but they mostly spend their time taking pictures of each other
- race is also on the debate team, he loves arguing
- davey and katherine are the heads of the creative writing club. kath’s also part of the yearbook club
- crutchie, race, katherine and albert all do the play. davey does the tech work, spot does stage crew, jack paints the sets and helps with makeup, and sarah does the costumes
student life
- when it’s nice out during their free period they all sit on the quad together
- davey and kath always try to do their homework but they give up because their friends are too loud
- everyone’s always playing with a frisbee, they used to play football on the quad but spot got too aggressive and accidentally gave albert a concussion.
- there’s a lot of trump supporters in their school and the school broadcasted the inauguration on every tv in the school. jack was in lunch when it started so he threw his slice of pizza at the tv. he got detention for a week and had to each lunch in the principal’s office but he said it was “totally worth it”
- for 3 weeks there were these geese that walked around campus and they would chase people and hiss at people. every single time race came remotely close to one, it would hiss and chase him. he spent a lot of time in the nurses office from getting bitten by geese
- spot once got suspended for 2 days for beating up the delancey brothers because they were making fun of race
- crutchie is so popular in school there’s not a single person who doesn’t walk by him and not say hi.
- albert and race like to pick on the freshmen but they don’t actually hurt them
- jack tries to go all out in pe and is so competitive with albert but albert always does better than him
- during school mass and assemblies jack can’t sit still for so long so he starts doing things like playing with davey’s hair, touching his leg, etc and davey just gets annoyed and smacks his hand away
- spot and race usually “go to the bathroom” during mass and assemblies and just make out the whole time

a lot of this is based on my school js. also the goose thing actually happened. those geese were terrifying.

sobanoodledragon  asked:

I have a emergency request because my friend is REALLY depressed and stories might help me. May I request a s/o who’s sister wants just use their s/o and blame everything on s/o and Hanzo, McCree and Gabriel Reyes coming home for dinner and seeing s/o getting blamed for a broken plate

Mmm I try to stay in order (unsuccessfully) but I usually don’t jump so close to the top. But that is okay :) I hope this helps a bit. Will have to be a bit short due to the multiple characters

Also, as I’m finishing up Gabriel’s, I notice his sounds really harsh. But the thing is, the sister needed a wake up call and in the end, Gabriel is still a good man. He’s just a good man who really can’t take bullshit like that.

Hanzo:

The sky was painted soft hues of orange and pink, the last clouds fading with the sun as night prepared to take over the sky. After a long day, Hanzo was eager to be back with you, where he could cuddle and hold you until he was once more at ease.

The two of you have been visiting your parents for the past three weeks, and Hanzo has only been leaving to run and do missions for Overwatch.

Having walked to your parents, Hanzo made his way up the steps of the porch when he heard something inside. Pausing, Hanzo did something he would normally not do…he leaned closer and listened, eavesdropping for the first time in his life.

“What the hell was that for?” your voice drifted through the door, sounding upset and immediately his hand tightened on the door handle.

The sound of glass being swept came before your sister’s voice spoke, sounding snide. “What do you mean, y/n? I’m not the one who broke the plate,” she said coolly, and her voice sounded a bit closer to the door then y/n did.

“We both know I didn’t break the plate, damn it,” you said, frustration evident in your voice. “If Mom asks why one of her favorite china is broken, I plan to tell the truth.”

There were a few snickers, before your sister said quietly, “We both know who they’ll believe and it isn’t you.” As the younger sister, your parents tended to have a bit of a soft spot for her. Hanzo had never seen it but was aware that your sister had managed to blame quite a few things on you so far, but you’d had no witness nor proof.

Unwilling to stay outside any longer, Hanzo turned the knob and stepped inside of the house. “I’m home,” he says, just loud enough for you both to hear. He can hear the footsteps as you make your way out of the living room to him.

Upon seeing the hurt and sadness in your eyes, and the obvious exhaustion in your face, Hanzo couldn’t stop himself from immediately pulling you into his arms. The way he cradled you was gentle, his hand coming up to brush through your hair. There was something about the way he cradled you that was so soothing…

“Hanzo..” you sniffled, finally leaning your head back to look up at him.

Hanzo silenced you with the softest of kisses, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek in his hand. When he moved back, Hanzo smiled tightly. “I am aware, beloved. I will handle this,” he says quietly. “Go finish dinner. You will find no one angry at you during mealtime.”

You leaned your cheek into his palm, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath as you tried to calm yourself. “Okay,” you whispered, wondering how he knew. But when Hanzo said something was going to be done, he got it done. Always.

Finally moving back, you went back into the kitchen. The china glass that had once been a beautiful plate had been cleaned up (by you of course) and you ignored your sister, who sat at the table looking pretty self satisfied. The stew you’d been working on the last few hours was nearly done and you could already see your sister trying to get the credit.

When Hanzo and your parents emerged from upstairs about fifteen minutes later. All of them looked quite serious, and disappointment filled your parents faced. You wondered what Hanzo had said to them as they all walked into the kitchen.

“We are going to go eat out tonight,” Hanzo says gently, holding out his hand to you.

Blinking, you looked between him, the stew and yours parents. From the way they were looking at your younger sister, you didn’t want to be here for this.

Taking his hand, you stood. “The stew will be ready in five minutes. I hope you like it,” you said gently, before giving both your parents a quick hug. And with that, Hanzo led you outside.

“Thank you,” you whispered as the two of you headed off the porch, and you held tight to his hand.

Hanzo looked at you seriously. “I love you. And I won’t let someone blame you for what you haven’t done,” Hanzo said quietly, before looking ahead. But he couldn’t help drawing you nearer as you both walked.

Your sister ended up getting in big trouble that evening, for her behaviour and lies. Hanzo treated you out to a nice meal, and you couldn’t help thanking him for his interfering. Obviously you hadn’t known what to do, but something about Hanzo was quite convincing, as proven by the fact that he’d made your parents believe.

McCree:

Jesse was just coming downstairs when he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking in the kitchen. Without a second thought, he took the stairs in threes and immediately turned the corner, heading down the hall toward the light of the kitchen.

All Jesse wore was a pair of jeans, his BAMF belt and a towel around his neck as he struggled to dry off his hair. Stepping into the kitchen, Jesse eyed the scene before him.

Standing there was your sister, shards of what looked to be a plate on the ground around her feet. You stood on the other side of the room, back pressed to the counter and you looked stunned as your sister sneered at you. The look quickly disappeared into serene innocence when she realized she had an audience.

“Jesse, y/n is having a tantrum,” she said, even managing to look worried and scared. It almost looked genuine but Jesse had seen the look on her face before. “y/n threw one of the plates on the ground.”

Immediately your eyes went to him. “I didn’t do any such thing,” you said angrily, rubbing a hand across your face. You were so sick of your sister pulling this kind of crap, where they would ruin something deliberately but turn it around so it was your fault. 

“Liar!” she accused, before running to hug Jesse’s arm. She was sixteen, and had a huge crush on your cowboy. In a way, you wondered if she was attempting to sabotage your relationship and make you look bad. “You believe me, right Jesse?” she pouted innocently.

This was ridiculous, Jesse thought first, before noticing how you turned away, your shoulders slumping. As if you thought he automatically would choose her side over you. Like you thought he’d automatically believe anything this little snake had to say.

Pulling his arm from your sister’s grasp, he walked over and slid his arms around your waist, pressing to your back. “Darlin’,” he said quietly, ignoring your sisters immediate words of protest. “Baby. I know you didn’t do it, okay? I have your back.”

His words took you by surprise, but just the feel of him touching you was enough to make you relax even a little as you leaned into him. It comforted you, honestly, because you were positive she had been succeeding in her goal to split you two apart.

“Okay,” you whispered, leaning your head back for a moment. Jesse’s beard tickled your skin as he brushed a kiss across your cheek, and you could make out in the reflection of the glass window the ugly shade of red your sister’s face was turning that suggested a tantrum coming on.

Turning, Jesse led you around the broken plate. “I want that cleaned up by the time we get home,” Jesse tells her, more of a command. “And no more off this shit, do you understand? I have no problem driving you to the bus stop and shipping you back to your dad.”

Her face paled a bit. Your parents had undergone a divorce a few years ago, and ‘technically’ she was suppose to be with your dad for the summer. But she hated it there, hated him and his new wife. So she had come to stay with you and Jesse-

But Jesse didn’t tolerate this kind of bullshit, least of all if it ended up hurting your feelings.

“Do I make myself clear?” Jesse demands, holding you to his side and the way he cradled you protectively told her that she was at the end of his rope here.

Swallowing hard, she nodded after a moment and looked down, blinking away tears. Though he felt a twinge of sympathy, Jesse would not be swayed by her tears. Leaving her to clean up her mess, Jesse grabbed his jacket and put his towel over the stair railing.

“Thank you,” you murmured, squeezing his hand gently.

Jesse shook his head. “Don’t thank me. Should have done this sooner.” Jesse pulled on the jacket but didn’t bother doing it up, leaving his chest and stomach bare, easily viewable and very much likable.

“You don’t want a shirt?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. Not that he didn’t look hot the way he did.

Jesse cocked a brow as the two of you headed out. “Ab’s this good need to be shown off,” he said playfully, trying to lighten the mood as the two of you left the house to go get some ice cream.

You had to agree with him. 

Gabriel Reyes:

The man is not a fool and has been completely aware of the fact that your sister has not only been taking advantage of you, but has been deliberately stirring up trouble in the house and blaming it on you. And the worst part was that you just let her do it, because even you thought it was your fault.

And honestly, it was hurting to see you like this, blaming yourself and thinking yourself a nitwit for ‘breaking things’ that were either already broken or you were ‘nudged into’ by accident. Or your sister talking and mentioning something you ‘said’ that upsets others, that you really didn’t say at all.

Of course, this is your little sister though. She’s gotten moody and selfish since growing into a teenager, but she was still your little sister and you couldn’t help seeing that happy little girl when you looked at her.

Gabriel had hoped that soon you’d realize what your sister was doing, and that you would stick up for yourself. And while he’s noticed a new awareness in your eyes the last few days that tells him you’ve finally caught on, you still had yet to stand up to your sister.

So Gabriel decided it was time to do it for you, because he’d be damned if she continued to make you feel incompetent when in reality she was being a brat. As he got up from the couch, having decided close to dinner was the best time to talk because the two of you usually cooked together, he heard the sound of something shattering.

Immediately Gabe jumped over the back of the couch and hurried into the kitchen, to find you standing there in your bare feet, little cuts on your bare feet and shards on the ground. You stood there holding too plates in your arms, clutching them tightly and tears were freely running down your cheeks as you stared down at the mess.

Your sister stood behind you, leaning against the counter with her shoes on as she eyed the mess. “You need to be less clutzy, or you’re really going to hurt someone someday,” she crooned, looking nothing less then evil in his eyes.

Your shoulders shook slightly with your sobs. The look in your eyes was pure exhaustion, as if you just couldn’t handle dealing with this anymore. This has been going on for almost a month and a half and there was no end.

Until Gabriel walked over, boots crunching on the broken glass and he grabbed your sister by the wrist, causing her to cry out. Dragging her, not too roughly, closer to the mess, he lowered his head so they were more eye level and the look in his eyes was terrifying.

“In what world do you think this is okay?” Gabriel said, voice low. “Tell me, in what world do you think this is okay to do to another person, let alone your sibling?” 

Both you and your sister stared at him with wide eyes, and she looked from him to the mess and back. No words came out from her mouth. She had always been a bit afraid of Gabriel, despite his usually easy-going attitude here at the house. His grip wasn’t enough to hurt her, but it was firm enough that she couldn’t pull away.

Gabriel leaned closer, lips curled into a snarl. “I said, what makes you think this is okay to do to another person?” he snapped, and your sister literally jumped.

You didn’t know what to do. You hadn’t expected Gabriel’s white hot anger, or the fact that your sister would cry. One part of you wanted to hug her and shield her from his wrath, but the other knew that right now, Gabriel wasn’t hurting her. He was trying to open her eyes to the rights and wrongs of her actions.

Finally, your sister mumbled, “I-I d-d-didn’t b-break it-” 

She silenced the moment she saw him grind his teeth. “Do you think I was born yesterday, kid? You’ve been a real bitch to your sibling for the last month. I’ve seen and noticed it all. I hoped y/n would say it but since they won’t, I will,” Gabriel says angrily. 

The tears in her eyes didn’t deter him at all. “Your a rotten brat, treating y/n like this. You say your an adult? Well let me tell you, an adult doesn’t act like this, and certainly doesn’t treat others like garbage,” Gabriel said, the words spilling out and it was he just managed to keep enough control that he didn’t yell. “You’re just paving the stepping stones for your future. If this is how you want to treat others, then don’t be shocked when your older if your alone.”

When the last of the words slipped from his lips, the tears that burst forth from her were immense, to say the least. This time when she tried to pull away, he let go.

Running straight into your arms, your sister clutched at you. You weren’t sure if what he said got through to her or if he’d just scared her, but soft whimpers sounding a lot like ‘I’m sorry’ were barely heard against your shoulder. You gave Gabriel a look over her head, and Gabriel looked rather unapologetic.

Right now he was working on settling his nerves and remembering to breath. It had felt good to get his thoughts off his chest and tell her what’s what. Gabriel waited maybe thirty minutes while you tried to calm down your little sister.

When your sister was calm at last, you cupped her face. “You can’t keep acting like this, okay? You’re a good kid. I know you can be a good kid. And someday you can be an amazing adult. So please, stop this, okay?” you said gently, trying to help but more gently.

After a moment she nodded and sniffled, and you sent her up to her room until dinner is ready. She was more then happy to listen if it meant getting out of Gabriel’s way.

Sitting heavily in a chair, you winced at the pain in your feet from all the little slices. “You were rough on her,” you chastised gently, starting to reach over to help pick up pieces.

Catching your hand, Gabriel shook his head and lifted it to his lips as he knelt before you. “She needed it, baby. Just like you needed that moment with her,” Gabriel said lightly, before kissing you gently. It made your heart melt whenever Gabe kissed you like that, like he never wanted to stop.

“Now, I’ll clean this up. You just sit there and look pretty…all hell, who am I kidding?” Gabriel rolls his eyes as he grabs the broom. “You always look pretty. So just sit.”

Rolling your eyes in turn, you watched as he took care of the mess before playing doctor and bandaging up your feet. You decided he’d make a pretty good dad someday, even if he had been a little harsh. 

AU: Lena is just this super socially awkward and shunned young woman who has just inherited her family’s company and everyone either treats her like crap or tries to suck up to her & one day she goes to a coffee shop and the barista is sweet and precious and Lena is immediately suspicious that she’s sucking up, but when she lurks & observes she sees that no, this girl really is just that sweet to everyone. And she starts frequenting regularly, although she never manages to say more than a few stunted blushing words, but the barista (her name is Kara, she learns) never mocks her or react with anything but kindness.

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i flirt in #mycalvins

Note: Dedicated to my fellow hoes in @bangtan-bookclub. I love you ALL. This isn’t full smut, but it’s pretty explicit (which is why I tagged it the way I did). 

Summary: UnderwearModel!Hoseok

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“You owe me cookies,” your friend reminds you, nudging your shoulder with a cheshire cat grin. “And you can bake them on his abs. God he’s so hot.” 

Jung Hoseok stands across the room bathed in warm lighting as he poses for the photographer. He’s nearly naked save for the small, tight scrap of cloth covering his essentials. Boxer Briefs. 

You shudder as you pretend to work while sliding Hoseok discreet looks. The boxer briefs he’s wearing is a reminder that (A) you lost the bet by thinking he wore regular briefs, and (B) you needed to get laid ASAP if you were this close to losing your cool over a random underwear model. 

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The Kingsman are back - New article in German “Geek!” #32 magazine 

The article itself isn’t spoilerish re KM2, there’s not really anything we don’t already know, and what there is I marked in the text. The beginning basically just gives us a summary about KM1 and then there’s an interview with Taron Egerton from shortly after he finished filming Robin Hood. The interview is really cute and I feel weird translating it back into English after it was translated into German - talk about Lost in Translation, lol. But I think this is too cute to miss, so here’s the gist of it:

Mag: The Kingsman are the embodiment of the totally cool guy - are you like that or are you more of a geek?

TE: No, I’m probably the least cool person on the planet. It’s a desperate daily struggle for me to give the illusion that I’m somewhat cool. It’s a very, very strenuous acting performance! (laughs)

Mag: Do you have some geeky habits?

TE: When I watched a film that I liked, then I look at who exactly was part of it afterwards. I totally take it apart really. Then I look at the actors, if they worked together on other projects and things like that. I really like doing that.

Mag: Welcome to the club!

TE: I’m somewhat of an imdb junkie, I look for the smallest tidbits, quotes and trivia, for example who worked with whom and if it was the first time or not. Everything going on behind the scenes is of interest to me. 

Mag: It must have been heaven for you to work on KM again then since there are so many well-known actors involved, Mark Strong, Julianne Moore - was it fun to work with them?

TE: I liked working with two actors from The Big Lebowski [AN: Bridges and Moore] because I love that film. And it was great to film with Mark again because we already got along so well in the first one.

Mag: One does see a lot of him in the trailer…

TE: Yes, he now has the chance to… (he stops because he noticed that he might give sth away). Let’s just say he has much more to do than in part one because he’s not bound to HQ anymore. It’s amazing how many great actors Matthew found for this film.

Mag: Makes me wonder how much time you spent on imdb when you heard who’s involved?

TE: Not that much. These are all colleagues I looked up earlier. [talks about him liking Bridges and Elton John]

[the next paragraph has possible KM spoilers but it’s not really sth we haven’t seen/heard before]

Mag: How much time has gone by between the first film and this one?

TE: I think about six months. Eggsy has finished a few mission and is trying to get into the groove and his new lifestyle. […] He tries to find a balance since he has a gf now. […] And he is faithful despite being a spy. [He’s not like Bond because] he’s breaking with that cliche. He’s really fallen in love with that girl and wants to make that relationship work.

Mag: [asking about Robin Hood]

TE: If it turns out the way I hope it will be a completely different take on Robin Hood as we’re used to. We’ve tried to keep the gist of the original legend. He’s a soldier who’s just came back from the crusades, a well-versed bowman, but he is a lot younger than the Robin Hoods we saw before on screen. The mood will be a lot darker and the film more modern. 

Mag: Who’s in it?

TE: It’s a great cast. I’m in it - with that I don’t mean that I’m great (laughs). Jamie Dornan and, what I think is especially exciting, Ben Mendelsohn, who’s playing the Sheriff. He’s a hero of mine and a great actor.

[…] Mag: Seems there’s a lot of action in RH and KM. Is that easy to do for you?

TE: No idea. I wasn’t really expecially good at PE back in school. But I love the challenge of combining the choreography with the physical demands. I don’t want to say that I have the talent to be a stuntman, but it excites me to make it work. 

Mag: Any pranks on set?

TE: I never remember those very well But there was this time when Channing Tatum put blow-up dolls in my trailer and filmed it.

Mag: What? Where can one see this?

TE: (unable to speak with laughter) Don’t ask!!

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm not trying to be a hater or anything like that but I wanted to ask. Why do you ship GoChi? Im a bit new to the fandom and I've been watching DragonBall Super and it seems like the last place Goku would wanted to be is with his wife and almost dreads being with her....Again! I'm not trying to be a mean hater because i absolutely love their characters. I just need someone to clear GoChi up for me, Because from what I've seen and heard Goku isn't very fond of his wife. Please Don't Hate me!

Hi, don’t worry anon I believe you! I can tell you’re just trying to understand why others like Gochi, and that is perfectly fine. 😊  In fact it’s a very good thing because it means you’re openminded. 💖

Since you’re new to the fandom I would say PLEASE watch Dragonball and Dragonball z. (Also the DBZ movies cause there are some Gochi moments on those too)

If you watch those first you will understand why other people such as myself, ship Goku x Chichi. On top of that you WILL fall in love with Goku so much more. He is a completely different and better person than he is in DBS. In fact if you watch DB and DBZ you will start to question, “who is this guy on DBS?” You’ll see that Goku was a lot more mature, clever, funny, and adorable than how he is portrayed in DBS. In the words of Bulma, “Son-kun is so handsome and cool!”. 

By the way, I’m not saying all of DBS is bad, and there are some cute Gochi moments there too where Goku is still in character. Like for example when you see him here protecting his wife 


or when he gets mad at Zamas killing Chichi and Goten was very in character of him and reminded all us all of DBZ. 


but yeah overall DBS anime and manga messes up with Goku’s character sometimes that you’re just like “Wtf??? how does this make sense? He isn’t the Goku I remember!” 

 You can start off by watching some cute Gochi video moments from DB-DBZ. 😁 . Part 1| Part 2 . 

Anyway here are some reasons why Goku and Chichi were bound to be a couple and why people ship them: 

In the very beginning of DB, you’ll see that Kid Goku and kid Chichi start off as Goku going to Mount Frying Pan in search of the dragonballs. Later, he meets Ox king and Ox King tells him to find his daughter Chichi. In exchange for helping, Ox King tells Goku he can have his daughter’s hand in marriage. Goku and Chichi are basically betrothed from the day they first met. Also, Ox king tells Goku that he knows his grandfather Gohan LINK. And when Goku and Chichi are teens, they meet Grandpa Gohan and he tells Chichi, “oh I’ve known you since you were just a baby” -So as you can see they were bound to be together eventually because Chichi’s dad knew Grandpa Gohan, and Grandpa Gohan knew Ox King. If Ox King and Grandpa Gohan would have reunited, they would have been like, “Oh my grandson should marry you’re daughter! They are within the same age! hahaha!”

PS: Chichi and Krillin are Goku’s only friends that are within his age group. (Chichi is either the same age as Goku, which is 12 or 1 year younger than him) While Goku’s other friends like Bulma, oolong, Yamcha, Tien, are much older than him.  

Anyway, long story short, Goku finds her stranded and pats her in the private part. XD And Chichi ends up developing a girly crush because of this…….(I know it’s kind of gross and weird but this was considered comedy in the old days of Japan) 



After their “incident” Goku and Chichi end up becoming very close friends. 

Also, this is important to keep in mind while watching DB, is that Chichi is Goku’s ONLY friend to be able to ride nimbus with him. Her heart is “as pure as a flush toilet”. That’s something these two have in common. They are both pure hearted and naive. Goku’s other friends have dirty thoughts aka not pure hearts so they couldn’t ride nimbus. So that in its self already shows why Goku and Chichi were a perfect match for each other. To view what other things they have in common see this post. LINK

Furthermore, when you see this scene where Goku and Chichi are by the tree, you see Goku sharing an apple with Chichi. That scene is very important because Goku never shares his food unless he REALLY likes a person. 

Then when you see them meet again as teens, (and after Goku realizes who she is and ask her to marry him) they end up getting girly and flirty with each other…..Please view episodes 133-153 . (This is an important highlight of how their romantic relationship developed all the way through DBZ). Don’t listen to those people that say “It’s not canon because it didn’t show up in the manga, so it never happened) This kind of thinking really blocks why they are even together in the first place. Also it’s important to note that Toriyama APPROVED of these fillers because the DB story writers wanted to show how they ended up being together. Think of fillers as “more in detail” information of the characters relationship. 


When you continue watching DB + DBZ you’ll see Goku only blushes around Chichi and develops these cute “anime bubbles” This is also SUPER important cause these cute bubble in japan are shown when a guy finds a girl attractive……LINK 


Also, when they are older you can see that Goku still finds his wife attractive because he gives her the “looks”. LINK Some of them are just straight up girly love 


(This scene is funny and cute because Goku doesn’t stop staring at Chichi while walking that you’re just like “GOD DAMN SON GOKU CALM DOWN” The dude is just so in love with his wife and his family LINK)

and these ones are like “god damn girl we gonna fuck so hard” 

*During the Cell saga, Goku tells Chichi he’s going to train in the hyprobolic time chamber (1 year in there = 1 day in the real world), then you see how he doesn’t even last the full year and he just gets so desperate to see his wife and “take her home with him” Then later he kicks Gohan out of the house cause they basically have hard core sex.



Months later Goten is born lol. 


(These scene is funny too because Goku doesn’t stop looking at Chichi even when he’s eating) 

Also, Keep in mind that Goku is attracted to a strong/ hot-headed women because it’s in his saiyan genes. This turns him on! LINK

So yeah, Goku even when he’s an adult, still finds his wife attractive. 

PS: While watching DB-DBZ, it’s important to also pay attention to Gochi’s body language. Some times Son Goku won’t say much, but you’ll see him put his arm around her or give her looks and or smile affectionally at her. He’s more of a man of action than words. 

On top of that it is shown constantly that Goku ALWAYS thinks about his little wife…..Whether, he’s going on an adventure or fighting bad guys he just thinks about her. You’ll see him mention little things especially when you watch the Japanese sub. 

PS: Also, when you play old school DBZ games they even show he thinks about her there because sometimes you would find coins or money and goku says “Oh cool this will delight chichi! I better keep these” 

Quoting princes snake: “If you want to learn about a man just watch his dreams”  LINK

Also the Gochi fandom laughs and enjoys this scene because he thinks about how Chichi might not find him attractive anymore. XD He just cares about her opinion. 


It’s just very funny because Goku cares about how he looks in front of his wife just like Chichi cares how she looks in front of him. There is this scene where Chichi says “Oh Goku is coming back from the dead? I better go to the beauty salon and “gushy” myself up” LINK . (PS: If you watch the Japanese sub the wording is a little different. I find her voice and the japanese sub more cute) 

Furthermore, you will constantly see that Goku gets MAD when someone tries to kill/hurt his wife: LINK . Those scenes are also there to show you that, Chichi dying is one of his NIGHTMARES. 

(On this DBZ movie 1 scene above ^ the Gochi fandom likes to make jokes about this because Goku has “waifu senses”. Chichi is hit by one of the bad guys and then you hear him worriedly say “Chichi?…Chichi?!!” Link

He can also be very protective of her or on the defense. 

Another example would be on DBZ episode 14, you’ll see that Goku gets defensive when princess snake says, “Relax I’m sure Chichi and Gohan are just fine” and he responds with, “Hey that’s strange, my wife and my son who told you their names?!” Then he goes on to say, “No I didn’t I would have remembered!” LINK

Also, what still kills me after this day is that Goku CRIES and screams out Chichi’s name. If this isn’t an example of a man who cares about his wife and kids idk what is: LINK

Yeah overall there is just SOOOOO MUCH Gochi content (from the show, movies, to Gochi merchandise) that it’s kind of overwhelming and I just drown and fall in love with them all over again….LINK 1, LINK 2, LINK 3, LINK 4. (This is not even half of it and there is still more shit but damn this post is already long. I would say just look at the Gochi tag on this blog xD) 


Also, don’t listen to the people that say, “Goku and Chichi never kissed cause DBS manga confirmed it” because that is simply not true. That scene was meant for a misunderstanding between Goku and Vegeta. You really have to understand Japanese culture and language. LINK1, Link2

As you can see in the figure above ^, is an official DBZ Gochi figure that is supposed to show the “uncut scene” of their kiss on the anime. And this scene was approved by Toriyama. LINK

Yup overall these two are just something else…..

BONUS: I still squeal and enjoy how Goku says “Babe you crack me up” :p LINK

What’s a One-Sided Friendship Called?

Request: “Hello! Your writing is so beautiful! I was wondering if you could do a newt x reader to the song "Save Myself” by Ed Sheeran where the reader has always been there for newt, comforting him and one day she’s had enough of him swooning over Leta and Tina?“

Word Count: 2,749

Pairing: None

Requested by Anonymous but also tagging @caseoffics and @red-roses-and-stories


You fiddle with your quill, trying to remember what word you’re thinking of and only half listening to Newt’s swooning.

“She doesn’t fear them. Not one. She asks me about them.”

“That’s nice, Newt.” You mumble, still focused on your essay.

He laughs to himself. “Even after her hair caught fire once.”

“Mmm.” It’s on the tip of your tongue. You close your eyes and try to picture it.

“Are you listening?” Newt asks, hand drifting to tug on your sleeve.

The word disappears. You let out a long sigh, opening your eyes to look at Newt. His hair hangs in his face, messy from a day of field work. Dirt streaks over the freckles on his left cheek, and an inch-long cut runs along his jawline. Still, his eyes are bright and animated, waiting for you to respond.

Looks like you won’t be finishing your essay tonight after all.

You lean back against the couch in your common room. “Of course. You were talking about how Leta’s the best person you’ve ever known and you would do anything for her because no one else could ever compare.”

Newt winces. “Is something wrong?”

“No, Newt. By all means, continue swooning.”

“I’m not swooning.”

“All you do is swoon, Scamander.” You say as you lean your head back to rest your eyes.

“I have other cares.”

“It’s creatures and Leta. I don’t even fit into that mix anymore.” The words are bitter and twist your mouth into a frown as they come out, but they’re true. Newt talks about his creatures or talks about Leta with you. You can’t recall the last time he asked how your day went or what you were working on. Still, he’s your best friend and when you open your eyes to glance at Newt, regret fills you. He’s staring at his hands, voice quiet when he responds.

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anonymous asked:

For Bitter Sunday, maybe sth where Wanda sees how her life would play out w/ Tony dead? Answer: not any better. Then Wanda's genuinely remorseful for how she's treated him/tries to apologize, but he's just Done w/ Team Cap + tho he's polite enough, he'll never fully accept the apology? OR sth where the team sees the vision Tony saw that led to the frenzied creation of Ultron. They feel awful + try to apologize but Tony's like "uh-huh sure," brushes them off b/c he'll never trust them again?

I went with the first one, although the polite part didn’t fully work out. Oops.

“What do you want?” Stark asks coldly, arms crossed in front of his chest, shoulders a straight line of tension.

Wanda resists the urge to snap back at him–force of habit–but it’s a close call. He’s just so, so good at aggravating here, rubs her in all the wrong ways just by breathing on some days, and she can’t even put a finger on why that is. But she hasn’t come here to fight. Not this time.

“I’ve come to apologise,” Wanda replies honestly. She doesn’t like how hard it is to say the words out loud, but is honest enough with herself to admit that it will take a while to get used to this whole not-actively-hating-Stark-every-moment-he-draws-breath-thing.

For a second Stark doesn’t say anything, which is so unlike him Wanda fleetingly wonders whether she broke him after all. Then he slams the door shut.

It’s…not what she expected. To be fair, she has no clue what she expected, but definitely not this.

Deciding that breaking down the door won’t help in this situation, Wanda knocks. 

And knocks.

And knocks.

And kocks.

“Fuck off!” Stark yells through the closed door.

Wanda grits her teeth but of all the various things she’s been, she’s never counted herself as a coward, and she’s not going to start now. She’s not going to run away from this.

She knocks.

Stark throws the door open fifteen minutes later.

“What do you want?” he snarls furiously.

“To apologise to you,” Wanda repeats. The words halt whatever rant Stark has surely prepared himself to unleash on her.

He stares at her instead, long and serious and uncomfortable. “You really mean that,” he mutters eventually, and Wanda desperately hopes the relief isn’t as clearly written over her face as she suspects it is.

“I do,” she says anyways because it’s the damn truth, no matter how uncomfortable. It’s taken her four days to work through her resentment, to come to terms with the fact that she is in the wrong, that she seriously messed up, but she’s here now, and she’s going to see this through.

“Alright.” Stark nods. And moves to close the door again.

This time Wanda is fast enough to wedge her foot in. “Are you serious?” she hisses in annoyance.

Stark shrugs. “It was worth a try.”

“I am trying to apologise here!”

“So what?”

Wanda blinks. She doesn’t–she doesn’t know what to do with that.

Stark rolls his eyes. “Look, I don’t want your apology. So just, I don’t know. Go play hide and seek with Barton or whatever it is you do in your off-time.”

“But–”

“No.” Stark growls. “I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care. You’re here to explain yourself to relieve your consciousness, so you feel better about yourself. But nothing you could tell me would make me feel better. I’ve no need for your apology.”

“That’s not fair!” Wanda exclaims. “I’m trying here! I’m trying not be selfish, I’m try-”

Then don’t be,” Stark cuts her off. “Don’t do what you think I need. Don’t fucking tell me what I need. Just respect my wish and leave. It’s that easy.”

He closes the door in her face for the third time then, unhurried and with a gentle click. It strikes her then, that this is how he must have felt all those times he’s tried to approach her, and she finds that she doesn’t have the self-righteousness to do anything but comply with his demand.

*

They work well enough together in the field. They don’t talk more than necessary with each other outside it. They have their own working arrangement, and most days that’s perfectly fine.

Yet some days find Wanda thinking of the girl she used to be. Of bridges burnt beyond repairing. Of chances lost and forgotten.

Too little, too late indeed.

anonymous asked:

wait im really confused now......i was always told that being trans isn't a choice. that it is what it is. just like no one chooses to be gay or ace or bi or whatever, no one chooses to be trans either. im sorry if this is a dumb question but i honestly dont understand ): doesnt choosing to be trans play into what every single critic and transphobe says? that it's a choice and not legitimate??

Hey! Thank you for asking. This is not a dumb question - I promise. I think about this a lot.

I want to start off my saying that being transgender or queer isn’t the same for everyone - it’s gonna feel and look different from person to person.

So for me, being queer and trans has two parts: 1) recognizing that I always had queer characteristics, and 2) allowing myself to act on them.

I never really felt like a “girl,” as a kid. I identified with boy and girl characters. I was a tomboy who loved barbies. I didn’t start dressing “girly” until I was in 4th grade and realized that I would get bullied more if I didn’t dress like “other girls,” and that made me really resentful. My parents are extremely homophobic, and believe that God made man and woman to complement each other, etc. and for a long time I listened to them. I always felt that maybe I would be attracted to men and women, but I was “choosing” to do what my parents said was right.

I didn’t “have to” come out as transgender. I’d been living as a woman for 22 years, I was engaged to a straight, cis guy, and I was pretty successful in my life, except for feeling like a mess and a failure all the time. Being genderqueer made me feel like myself, so I chose to start dressing differently and going by a new name and admitting that I was attracted to all types of bodies and genders.

The feelings weren’t a choice, but the actions were.

Critics and transphobes are… well, wrong, so I don’t care what they think. I know who I am, and I believe my lifestyle, identity, choices, and feelings are all worthwhile and valuable. Nothing about me will play into their opinions because I don’t exist in opposition to them - I simply exist, and I don’t have to justify myself to people who believe I shouldn’t.

Choosing to “be” trans isn’t really what I’m getting at. I’m talking about choosing to act on what you feel. That’s the problem my parents have, for example: they say that if you are transgender, you shouldn’t act on what you feel. They say trans people should hide and live as the gender they were assigned at birth because they don’t believe that being transgender is a good thing to be.

So, ultimately, I believe there’s a lot of strength in choice, and that choosing your gender is always legitimate. Being trans can be an outward extension of what’s always been inside you, or it can be a chosen exploration of a new you.

Really, your question isn’t dumb. I think what I most want to get across is that 1) people who are homophobic and anti-transgender will find reasons to oppose queer people no matter what. 2) We are in control of our own stories, whether we were born into queerness, or it was born in us. 3) Choice IS legitimate, and living in a way that fits you is always a choice worth making.

Baby Girl You're Just My Type (Seventeen Preference)
  • S.Coups/Seungcheol: Definitely someone girly; he's the tough, man's man, and he'd need a very feminine partner to contrast that. He seems like an ass man to me, so someone who is very bootylicious and likes to show off their ass/doesn't mind having it grabbed. He'd also probably be into a girl who is quieter or who doesn't feel pressure to talk a lot so that he can be the one to do the talking, and so that he can feel listened to, and so that the two of you can just sit in comfortable silence when you feel like it. He would love the type of girl who can wear heels all the time and not feel overdressed, but also rocks a messy bun and flannel. His type all around would be the "girl next door" to the extreme, but in a good way.
  • Jeonghan: He would like a softer type of girl. Being someone who doesn't conform to gender norms himself, he would never be opposed to dating a tomboy or someone who often bounces between ultra feminine and masculine. He just wants someone who would be easy on the eyes - someone that everyone could look at an agree is absolutely beautiful, just like him. It would also have to be someone with amazing hair, so that you could be a stand out hair power couple. As personality goes, he would enjoy who is very cute without trying. Maybe they're awkward or clumsy but this turns out very cute and he enjoys those moments to the maximum even if you get embarrassed, just for the cuteness. He would also like someone shorter than him so that he can lay his head on top of you during hugs, and he can cover you completely when spooning.
  • Joshua/Jisoo: He would want someone opposite of him. He's all shyness and blushes and giggles, so he'd need someone who's confidence and certainty and standing tall. He would love the contrast you make against him and the confidence you give him when you're together. He also loves that when he gets shy or embarrassed he can bury his face into your shoulder or hair and you'll be the one laughing with a brave face because you enjoy how cute he's being. He'd also want someone very cuddly. Because he seeks physical comfort, and he would want his partner to be very okay with that happening when he needs it. And although he might not always be completely okay with showing PDA because of how shy he is, his ideal type would also know how to use words to calm him down and make him feel good because you would be smart and linguistic like that.
  • Jun: As predictable as it sounds, Jun would like a bad girl. But not just a "bad girl", a genuinely bad, doesn't give a fuck, bad attitude kind of girl. The kind of girl that the rest of the boys and Pledis would hate and probably ask him to stop seeing. Mostly because he would like the thrill. This is the kid who 9/10 legitimately thinks he's a vampire, so if he found a girl who smoked and had dozens of piercings and tattoos and swore more than his little ears could handle, he would want to hold onto you forever. Eventually he would find out you have a whole other side, a softer side, and this would just make him melt, and then you'd never get rid of him. Because as much as fishnets and barbells are appealing, actual emotions are like the jackpot here. And he would follow you around like a lost puppy, hanging on your every word, waiting for your next move, wanting to see just how bad you could get. You just might get sick of him. But he would be a lovesick puppy because being with a bad girl is the closest he's ever really come to living on the edge.
  • Hoshi/Soonyoung: Hoshi would need someone versatile. He can go from literal puppy to walking sex monument in two seconds flat, and he needs someone who can embrace his many sides and roll with them. I can also see him falling for a plus-sized girl. Saying that he enjoys the curves more and that your gorgeous body is part of what captured his attention when the two of you first met. He'd want a girl who is very good at taking care of herself, but can also take care of him when he needs it. He can work long hours and dissolves into a child-like state, and he needs somebody there to pick up the pieces and put him back together at the end of a hard day. He might also like a girl that he has to bring out of her shell a little. Maybe you're more shy around others, around the boys, and from time to time he has to help you loosen up and he loves that about you. He loves the challenge, and he loves the reward of when he finally gets to see the same you in public that he does in private.
  • Wonwoo: He would go for one of two types of girls - he would either date the ultimate goth girl and live out his emo dreams, or he would date the softest, girliest hipster/kawaii girl and defy everyone's expectations. If he dated a goth girl, they would match perfectly in your emo appearance and attitude, and your occasional slips of undeniable cuteness and happiness. Black is the perfect color that goes with everything, so he would love seeing his girlfriend dressed in it every single day, and would delight in finding black lipstick stains on his skin and even items of his clothing. He would also love that he would get to see the cutesy and caring side of you that people never expected when they saw your harsh appearance, and he would always be right their defending you if people judged you too harshly. If he dated a super soft kawaii girl, it would a lot like the cinnamon roll meme. It appears that he could kill you, but he is, in fact, a giant cinnamon roll, and he is protecting you, a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this earth, too pure. That's what he believes and that's what he upholds. He doesn't let anyone come near you, look at you the wrong way; he doesn't even let anyone speak badly about you when you're not around. You would be his one weakness, and he would both love and hate that about being with you.
  • Woozi/Jihoon: His ideal type is definitely someone who appreciates music. Someone who can listen to his work and it's afraid to give him critical feedback about it, but also isn't afraid to tell him when it's perfect. He wouldn't mind dating someone taller than him. He might even enjoy dating someone taller than him, but continuously claim that it's just a coincidence (I mean he is only 5.3") when in reality he enjoys the bear hugs and feeling so safe all wrapped up in you. He's the type of guy to feel confident and secure enough that he doesn't need to be taller than his girlfriend. He would also want a to date a girl that he finds genuinely interesting. Whether this be because you're into the arts, or because you're athletic, he'd find something about you and then from there, he would want to learn everything about you. He'd study you like it was his job. He also might prefer a girl with coloured/pastel hair so that you could match and be ultra cute together.
  • DK/Seokmin: DK would want to date a sporty girl. He would love everything about you from the fact that you always wear ponytails to your muscle tone to your yoga pants (probably especially the yoga pants). He would watch you jogging by one day and be hooked. He'd want to know your name, everything about you, and the fact that you might not be much of a talker only baited him so much more. He would love dancing with you and trying out all the sports that you're into, even if he sucks at them. And in the rare moments that he could get you to open up, that he could get into your mind instead of the physical aspect of your being, he would feel so rewarded he would be over the moon. He would also love the times that you dressed up. Seeing you all the time in sportswear, you always looked amazing no matter what, but when you dressed up, it always shocked and amazed him, and reminded him that he was so lucky to have you.
  • Mingyu: He would probably like a really quiet, shy girl. As cheesy as it is, he would be the type of guy to dream about finding the introverted girl and sweeping her off her feet. He would probably think it's so romantic and dreamy to pick up a girl at a coffee shop or a book store and all the other boys would make fun of him because deep down he's just a sucker for John Green and Twilight. He would want to find a girl who would blush whenever you looked at him and giggle at all his jokes and used her hair to hide her face out of shyness. He'd be a sucker for a girl who had sweater paws and stared at her shoes and spent a lot of time reading or writing and liked watching old movies. He'd get weak in the knees for a girl like that.
  • The8/Minghao: I can't really pin down his ideal type. He is a puppy, but at the same time he's very mature, so I feel that he'd be very versatile when it came to girl. He mostly would probably wouldn't care what his girlfriend looked like because he believes that all girls are beautiful in their own way. But if he fell for someone, he would fall hard and fast. You would sweep him off his feet, probably within days, and he wouldn't know what hit him. He might even think he was getting the flu with how lovesick he was feeling. He wouldn't be able to get you off his mind and he would come to the undeniable conclusion - you had captured his heart. You were his ideal type.
  • Seungkwan: He'd want someone sassy. He is the king of sass, and he'd want someone who could at least try and compete with him and his sassy antics. This also means you would have to have a very good sense of humor, because even though he can be very serious, he loves his jokes. He would also need someone to help keep him calm, because he gets very tense and aggravated (especially when asked to do aegyo) and he'd need someone who knows how to calm him with words and simple touches. I also think he'd want his girlfriend to be stylish. Because, let's be honest, out of all the boys I think he'd be the one to most pay attention to what his girlfriend is wearing. So if his girlfriend has a very defined sense of self style and image, he would be very proud to be around her and show her off to everyone.
  • Vernon/Hansol: I feel like he would actually go after a very nerdy girl. On stage he's all "$wag $wag money" but he's actually just a huge dork, so I feel like a nerdy girl would be the perfect match for him. Someone who would watch anime with him and obnoxiously scream the themes, someone who would poke fun at him and not mind being mocked as well. He probably also thinks that glasses are hot, so he would embrace that in a girl. He's got plenty of confidence, he's maybe even a little cocky, so he needs someone who will knock him down a few notches and remember to keep him level headed. He would love someone who's really smart, who can teach him things, someone who's very energetic like himself, very enthusiastic about life. I also feel like he'd be very into just sitting and listening to you talk for hours about what your passionate about - whether it's TV shows, or the book you're reading, or stars - he'd just want to listen because it would give him peace and it would give him a chance to learn more about you.
  • Dino/Chan: He's the little maknae (which nobody will ever forget) so he needs somebody who will balance him. Somebody who can be funny and immature with him when the time is right, but also somebody who can be serious and talk about serious things when he needs that. I also feel that he's still uncertain - he's still young and shaping his confidence, so he needs someone who's not afraid to shower him with compliments to help him boost his confidence over time. He would also need to date someone who shares his interests (dancing, music) but can also introduce him to new ones that you can explore together and use to bond. Overall he needs someone stable. He wouldn't do well at all with someone playing with his feelings, he needs someone to be straight with him (where some of the older boys might like "the chase"). Dino would probably also like someone very girly who wears skirts and has longer hair.
  • AN: yeah so this is the obvious thing so post under kpop, right? sorry if it's kind of all over the place, i tried. i also tried to make it a little more unique than other ones i've seen and i genuinely tried to imagine what each of the boys types are. pls lemme know what you think! <3
Friends (Part 1)

Pairing: Harry Styles and reader

Warning: nothing sexual but sex will be mentioned and also language.

~Harry and you are friends with benefits and then you start to feel more than you should~

(It’s almost 4 AM over here and I cannot sleep)


Harry wasn’t looking for a serious relationship. He was too busy for that, he made it clear when he first met you. You and him started out as a casual hook up which led to long phone calls every night, some more drunken fucks and secret meet ups. But you were exclusive. You two had gradually become friends, friends who kiss like lovers. You thought everything would be fine as long as you were happy with his company. It was not easy to find someone with whom you just perfectly match. He understood you and you understood him. 

“What would I do without yeh?” Harry would say to you. 

You’d had tried falling in love so many times before and always ended up in a mess. So you thought you didn’t want a relationship at that moment. You were so happy just being by Harry’s side. You didn’t care about the media and whatever they said about him. You didn’t want the “Harry Styles’ girlfriend" title. You wanted to feel happy and it was exactly what you felt when you were with him. You thought it was enough. 

No, it was not enough. 

Big mistake.

The worst thing happened the day you realized you want more. You secretly fantasized about being able to hold his hands in public and hearing him gush about you in interviews, telling the world how proud he was to have you as a girlfriend. ‘Girlfriend’ the word sounded unfamiliar to you. You’d been with him for almost a year and you knew all of his deepest darkest thoughts, still, you were never his ‘girlfriend’. You hadn’t told him. You thought if you ignored your feelings they would eventually disappear. Well, bad news, they never went away. They bottled up. The morning when the photos of him on a night out with a VS model surfaced the internet was the last straw. You were in no position to be jealous, but you were. You were so mad that she was kissing Harry and he was smiling at her, holding her close in public when you had to stand behind the curtains. For the first time in a really long time, you felt scared. You were afraid of losing him. That wasn’t how you suppose to feel in that kind of ‘relationship’. And how could you lose someone who was never yours?

Harry stopped by your place late that night because you hadn’t answered any of his text messages during the day. He was upset and so were you, each for a different reason.

For fuck’s sakes. What’s gotten into yeh?” he asked with frustration clear in the sound of his voice because you kept giving him the silent treatment.

“Pet,  please tell me what’s wrong.”

“I just…” you said, not being able to look him in the eyes. Then you tell yourself that you didn’t have to explain what you could not explain. You asked him instead, “did you have fun last night?”

Harry didn’t need explanation on that one. His eyes turned to the floor as his hands rested on his hips.

“So yeh saw the pics.”

“You could have told me that you went out with someone else.”

“Since when do I have to ask for your permission to see other people?”

His question got you speechless. You knew Harry didn’t mean to hurt you when he said that, but you couldn’t shake it off and pretend like it was nothing.

“Yes if you’re fucking me and her too!” you yelled in anger as you pointed to your bedroom door. Harry exhaled harshly as he ran his fingers through his hair, almost tucking at it.

“M’not fuckin’ her! We just went out on a normal date!”

“Date?” You laughed sarcastically. “I thought you weren’t looking for a relationship.”

“She was nice. She asked me out and I couldn’t say no. I kind of like her but I don’t know yet.”

“Then what will happen to us?” Harry looked surprised when you asked. He hadn’t prepared an answer for that question. You thought maybe the thought of it never once crossed his mind.

“Love, what’s goin’ on?”

“I don’t think I can do this anymore, H.”

“What do yeh mean?”

“Fuck! This thing between us, whatever you call it, I cannot do it anymore!”

You didn’t know why you were raising your voice at him but you were just so mad, which was stupid, you thought. It was not his fault if he didn’t feel the same way. People are allowed to not love you back and you were just having a hard time trying to accept that.

“I told yeh. There’s nothin’ serious between me and tha’ girl. She’s not m’girlfriend.”

“She will be. You wouldn’t go out with her if you thought there was no chance for something more.” You looked at him and smiled sadly.

“I know you. I know how you smile when you’re comfortable around someone.” Those words broke your own heart because you knew him too well and yet you weren’t enough. 

“But H, this isn't fair for her and it’s not fair for me either.”

You noticed the look in his eyes. He was clearly worried about you. But that was all you could tell. For the first time since you met Harry, you couldn’t read what was on his mind. 

“Can you answer me one question?” you said after a moment of heavy silence as you tried not to sound like you were about to cry. 

“Have you ever, at least once, considered the possibility of us?”

Y/N,” he said your name. He didn’t say your name often, he would call you by nicknames like ‘pet’ or ‘love’. 

The way he said it made you feel like it would be the last time you hear it. His voice was deep and breathy.

“M'sorry…but I cannot tell yeh what yeh want t’hear.”

For the first time, you bursted into tears in front of him.


Part 2

anonymous asked:

So can you do headcanons for jealous Peter. Like MJ's had a crush on Peter forever, but they're just friends and she's accepted that. She isn't going to pine over Peter Parker. It's time to put this crush down and the new guy is ok and into her. So she should definitely just say yes the next time he asks her out. Peter is just mind blown when MJ can't hang out cuz she has a date. MJ doesn't date.

*hyperventilates* I am SO ready for jealous!Peter Parker. like, you have no idea. buckle in kids. this headcanon is happening RIGHT NOW. (ps. i might write a part 2 of this….i’m not sure…lemme know what you want, folks.) 

*update: [part 2]

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anonymous asked:

Can you do a RFA + Saeran with an MC who's a exchange student at college and Her Korean isn't that great yet

Of course anon! I’m actually in the process of learning Korean right now..


Zen:

  • His acting career does actually require him to speak some English.
  • Remember he didn’t do too well in school, so his grade in English probably wasn’t great.
  • But he knew enough to communicate with you and tell you how much he loves you!
  • A lot of times he would lean down to ear and just whisper to you in Korean, and say really sweet things, leaving you flustered since you somewhat couldn’t understand him.
  • When you’re studying Korean, he would often award you with pecks on the lips whenever you pronounced a word right or said a sentence well~

Yoosung:

  • His English is pretty good! (Omg I imagine his accent would be really hot..)
  • He found out you didn’t know Korean well when you guys first spoke on the phone hehe, it was very clear that you were struggling.
  • “I-I can help you study MC! Don’t worry..I’m not that great at English myself. We can help each other!”
  • Would be very encouraging of you.
  • You guys both go to SKY University so he would often translate what the professor is saying for you.
  • Did everything he could to help you, as always. He wasn’t going to let language barriers prevent him from being with you~

Jaehee:

  • This girl, was valedictorian and graduated early. She has such academic success, of course she knows English.
  • Couldn’t really relate to your struggle, but you know she’d be up late helping you study..translating your notes for you.
  • Would always make you practice by asking you questions whenever you guys go out (bAEHEE WHY?)
  • Like for example at the supermarket she would point at a fruit..
  • “What is that? In Korean?”
  • “밥..”
  • “And that?”
  • “오렌지”
  • “And that?”
  • “시럽..?”
  • “Wrong. It’s actually 고추장.”
  • T_T
  • It was a hard process..but she helped you every step of the way.

Jumin:

  • Would be kind of confused at first and question you why you didn’t learn before you came to Korea.
  • But it was short notice when you learned you were going to Korea as an exchange student, that he understood.
  • Of course Jumin knows English, coming from a rich background and going to very prestigious schools. I also feel like he knows French too..or Italian, lol.
  • Wouldn’t really have time during the day to help you with Korean, so he would hire a teacher to give you lessons.
  • When he was home though, he would talk to you in English, but mostly Korean to make sure you got used to it. He thought it was very important that you practiced, much like Jaehee.
  • Overall wouldn’t think much of your lacking in Korean..he would just assist you to the best of ability and make sure you were getting the best lessons from the best teachers. :)

Seven:

  • Ahahahh this didn’t show up on the background check..but could instantly tell because of the way you typed in the messenger lmao.
  • Would probably implement a translating feature without even telling you or anyone else for that matter.
  • “Seven, what is this? Why would we need a translator?” Yoosung would ask.
  • “Lololol..no reason. Just got bored.”
  • Sometimes on call he would speak Korean that only fluent speakers would be able to understand, just to tease you.
  • Sometimes wouldn’t even speak Korean, but one of the many other languages he knew. Like Arabic or Romanian. Just to mess with you and confuse you..that little shit.
  • You once asked him how to say “Where’s the bathroom?” when you guys went out to eat once, and he told you “남대문 열렸어요”  which literally means “your fly is open”. The server just looked at you then down at his crotch and frowned, leaving you flustered and Seven in a fit of laughter.
  • YOU LITTLE SHITDJJSSJ
  • BUT DON’T WORRY!! Amongst his teasing, he would give you lessons in Korean, and it would be kind of messy…and obnoxious, but hey you were learning!!

Saeran:

  • Okay so being stuck in a religious cult for most of his life and whatnot..he would not know any English.
  • So this is already a tragedy
  • Sometimes you guys would try to communicate just using body movements and facial expressions.
  • *cue saeyoung laughing in the background*
  • You would teach him some English and he would try to teach you some Korean!
  • Like you taught him how to say Hi, how are you (OMG HE WOULD HAVE SUCH A SHY BABY ACCENT DJJD)
  • And he would teach you “죽을래?” (do you want to die?)
  • Despite the language barriers you guys managed to make it work..somehow.
  • He’s not the best teacher, so you would have to seek out help elsewhere. But he would let you practice speaking with him, occasionally smirking whenever you said something stupid, hehe.

Vanderwood (added him cause he’s my guilty pleasure):

  • His English would be good for the most part :) Sometimes there would be some miscommunication though..
  • Like once he asked if you wanted anything when he went out to the store and you asked him in korean to bring back some tea, which sounds a lot similar to which means car..
  • “I’m not bringing you back a fucking car MC I’m-”
  • “That’s not even what I said dipshit. I mean TEA.”
  • “THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD LEARNED THE KOREAN”
  • “learned the korean”
  • He wouldn’t say it, but he would find it so adorable when you guys were watching TV together and you literally did not understand anything so you have such a puzzled look on your face.
  • Would push you to learn more, and helped you with college sometimes. But honestly it bored him and he was such a sarcastic little shit, you couldn’t deal.
  • As long as you guys understood and were able to make fun of each other; your limited Korean wasn’t really a problem! He didn’t mind you not being completely fluent. As time passes, you’d reach that point and he would be there and be so very proud when you did!

Requests are open! So be sure to send one in~  고마워 ^^

Hate You (Wonho)

Originally posted by wonhontology

Chapter 4

Previously: |Chapter 1| |Chapter 2| |Chapter 3|
Pairing: Wonho x Reader
Genre: Kinda just a filler chapter full of annoyance

It’s been a year since the debut party at the club. A year since I’ve seen anyone from Monsta X. A year since I last embarrassed myself in front of Wonho. Although those might seem sad, it only adds to my year full of greatness as an Idol. Soon after my embarrassment, my group finally got its name, Harmonia. We officially debuted soon after. Harmonia had its first comeback and it gained a decent sized fanbase. Everything was going fantastic other than the constant annoyance of diets and lack of sleep. As an Idol, you always find strange yet comfortable places to take a small nap. Everything got so busy so fast. Everyone had forgotten about Wonho and I, not there ever was a Wonho and I to remember. Even Geurin, the one that ships us the most. She could be the official “Wonho and Y/N” ship leader.

All of that had been exciting, but nothing compared to the recent news Harmonia had received two months ago. Management had informed us that Harmonia would get its own reality TV show soon. The planning had begun the week after we were told. Starship Entertainment had finally finished up their plans, and we were all called into a conference room before dark to discuss their decisions.

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