i screamed at least 10 times when i did this because he's so pretty

Lost

Pairings: Steve x f!Reader

Request:

A Captain America x Reader one where the Avengers go camping and they get lost?


Pietro has created a chatroom.

Pietro has added Y/N, Thor, Bucky, Natasha, Tony, Bruce.

Pietro: Y/N. Whyyyyyyyyyy, whyyyyyyy did your boyfriend decide camping would be a good idea?!

Natasha: It was actually mine, Thor and Bucky’s idea.

Pietro: Whyyyyyyy Nat?! WHYYYYYYY BARNES?! THOR I TRUSTED YOU.

Bruce: No one forced you to come, Pietro. So stop complaining.

Tony: Actually I forced him to come because I know how much he hates camping.

Pietro: Are you telling me the rest of you actually accepted to camping of your own free will?! Whyyyyyyy Tony?

Tony: I knew his suffering would be entertaining.

Natasha: Damn, Stark. I never knew you had it in you.

Tony: Gotta make up for the lack of tech somehow.

Y/N: Pietro, you’ll enjoy this trip. Trust me. It’s going to be a lot of fun!

Pietro: We have been walking for hours and we still haven’t reached the campsite yet.

Thor: We have seen an abundance of cute animals, there is much deserved fresh air after many days spent on the jet after Clint consumed bad tacos, we are getting exercise in this trek - my pecs look impeccable, and we are in good company!

Pietro: 1. The only good thing out of this is the animals. 2. This isn’t my type of exercise ;) 3. Tony basically kidnapped me. He is not good company.

Bucky: Pietro is right, we have been walking for hours. We should be by the campsite by now.

Bruce: Question, why are we using our phones to communicate if we’re together?

Y/N: Because Steve is just… so happy. Look at him. He’s enjoying this so much.

Pietro: I may be bitter about this trip but my complaining would ruin it for Steve and he deserves a break.

Bruce: Ummm… Y/N?

Y/N: Yeah, Bruce?

Bruce: There’s a very large, angry looking bug on you. Don’t move.

Y/N: YOU CANT JUST TELL ME THAT BRUCE AND THEN EXPECT ME NOT TO MOVE GET IT OFF GET IT OFF BRUCE BRUCE DO SOMETHING BRUCE BRUCE OH GOD NATASHA SAVE ME

Natasha: It’s gone! Calm down. You’re okay, you’re okay. I promise not to let any bug near you. Since the boys are pretty much cowards, I’ll take on the role of bug destroyer.

Bucky: …it was so big nat… so terrifying… you are our hero.

Y/N: Where did it go though…?

Bruce: Oh it’s entangled in Thor’s hair now.

Thor: LADY NATASHA, RESCUE ME FROM THIS FOUL DEMON. I DID NOT CONSENT TO THIS TORTURE, AWAY WITH IT! IT’S HISSING! ODIN HELP ME.

Tony: THOR DON’T SUMMON LIGHTNING!

Thor: I WILL SMITE THEE, DEMON! THIS LECHEROUS THING THINKS IT CAN ATTACK ME. I MAY BE SCARED BUT I AM STILL MIGHTY!

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anonymous asked:

RFA + V reacts to an MC who looks a hell lot like Jumin!!!

a|n this is a very old ask request and i can’t stop laughing tho this is so crack im crying in laughter lmao thank u anon

RFA + MC who looks a lot like Jumin

Zen

  • he went bat shit crazy when he first saw you in front of his door step
  • he’s like, “What the fuck?” because why is Jumin Han in front of my door, cosplaying as a girl?? is this some kind of a prank just because he got injured??
  • you pursed your lips and huffed because zen that’s not really a very nice thing to say to a guest
  • “If you don’t want me here, I can lea-”
  • he is so sh0okt
  • and maybe a bit relieved
  • because ok you sound really like a real girl but ur face and overall initial features were so much alike with Jumin he’s just
  • w o w how even
  • he would often ask u, “Are you sure you’re not related to that trust fund jerk?”
  • and he would cringe whenever u look at him bemused with his questions
  • because its like jumin is staring straight @ his soul
  • though he loves u so much?? but hes just really bothered that u look a lot like him
  • sometimes he would scream while waking up because he forgot that ur with him
  • and he’d think “Why are you here, you trust fund jerk?!”
  • and ur like lolzen its just me
  • “Oh, right. I’m sorry, babe.”
  • what even

Jaehee

  • ok she is initially bothered because
  • “Mr. Han?”
  • but when you said something that only the two of you talked about while PMing in the messenger
  • she sighed in relief
  • but is still initially bothered because w o w even your face looks so much like Jumin except that maybe you’ve got longer hair with the same color
  • one day she asked you 
  • “How are you related to Mr. Han, MC?”
  • and ur like uh no
  • idk why would i be related to him?
  • “Is he a distant relative of yours? Uhm, are you his … sister?”
  • jaehee what no
  • and sometimes she would forget that u were with her
  • because when she would pass by you sitting at the dining table she’d often have mini heart attacks
  • because you even eat like jumin w t f
  • and then she’d be relieved because right she’s with mc
  • one day though “Mr. Han has distant siblings.”
  • “No, Jaehee.”
  • “Oh, okay. I-I thought, sorry, you just resemble him so much.”
  • she loves you but when will Jumin stop haunting her
  • even inside her house she can see his f a c e

Jumin

  • ok boi this is hella funny
  • the moment you arrived in front of his doors, even his body guards were so sh0okt of your appearance
  • one even stammered, “M-Mr. Han?” and they all elbowed each other because is Mr. Han really dressing up as woman lololol
  • and isnt he inside the house how come he’s out??
  • but then you’re like um no i actually came for him cue bothered coughs from them
  • one of his security led you to his bedroom door and knocked, announcing your arrival
  • and the moment Jumin opened the door, he immediately slammed it back to your face he was fucking sh0okt
  • wow jumin what a jerk move
  • he was so confused?? he’s like why is someone looking like me outside of my door and inside my house?? he was expecting mc not a look a like
  • he heaved a troubled sigh before opening the door again
  • “Luciel, I have no time for your games. Go home.” god 707 had already done so many things just to sneak inside his house to kidnap elly tbh
  • “No, Jumin, it’s me.”
  • and he was caught off guard because at least he knows Luciel can’t bend his voice to that extent
  • and he knew what you sound like
  • “MC?” he blinked, initially surprised because
  • w o w how is this even possible how do you look so much like him is this a way of the heavens telling him to procreate using his own genes wtf
  • and before everything he initially makes sure you weren’t, by any means, truly related to him because he can’t marry a family member now can he
  • he was very relieved when everything turned out negative
  • and he would often prance you around like he was so proud of you he’d brag about how beautiful you are and how he’s lucky to meet his match made in heaven
  • even his bodyguards are deeply bothered with the fact that you look so much like their boss
  • and they can’t imagine the moans and screams they often hear outside his bedroom and the faces that pops inside their minds are:
  • Mr. Han doing Mr. Han
  • oh my god
  • and everyone who saw you with him is like: “Is she your little sister?”
  • “No, she’s my wife.”
  • wow jumin you can’t marry yourself
  • even one Mr. Han is enough
  • but now, two???
  • juminception

Yoosung

  • okay why is jumin in front of my doorstep?? would his initial thought be
  • but then you’d tell him it’s you he’s really relieved because he knew your voice!!
  • he’d gush about how you look so much like jumin
  • he’d tell you if jumin was a girl he’s gonna look so much like you
  • and that you are very beautiful
  • and you cough at his statements because didn’t he just indirectly admit that jumin is hot??
  • still sometimes he’d stare at you for hours
  • probably thinking w ow how is this what on earth why do you look so much like jumin
  • the poor boi would probably bug u several times “How come you look so much like him? Are you sure you’re not his relative?”
  • and youre like no yoosung i don’t even know him personally like ever except of course inside the messenger
  • he’d have mini heart attacks because your resting face is very much identical to jumin’s it’s almost s c a r y
  • it’s like jumin was indirectly telling him to do good or he’ll fail later in life
  • and he’d be 10 times more pressured than he already is
  • poor bby

Seven

  • ok so seven
  • already knew this
  • that’s why he was not very surprised though the extent of his stalking skills went as far as your first pet when you were 5
  • he’d often tease you about how you look so much like jumin and he’d take snapshots of you and send it to the fellow members inside the chatroom
  • of course everyone is very sh0okt
  • “Why is Jumin dressed as a woman inside your house, Seven?”
  • and he’s like LOLOLOLOL no u guys this is mc
  • they’re like “WHAT?”
  • and you’re like “Yes, that me.”
  • wow how can this be how can u look so much like jumin did he have a secret sister or something
  • and seven’s like ‘that my girl’
  • you’d be trolling them with seven, cosplaying magical girls and animal sexy outfits as pranks and you’d be pranking jumin by sending some photos to his office
  • and this adds more fuel to the does jumin han is gay rumors
  • and to the chatroom
  • and everyone’s like “Okay that’s enough. We can’t take anymore of Jumin posing like that.”
  • and jumin’s like mc stop that don’t sink like him
  • and you’re like lololololol it’s fun
  • initially everyone just thinks you’re like the opposite of what jumin won’t dare to do
  • *high 5s seven

V

  • ok wow he is so precious he’d smile fondly while meeting you
  • because how can u look like his best bro
  • how come did this happen
  • was the world concealing something from him??
  • he’d be having an internal turmoil because jumin didn’t tell him anything about having a twin sister
  • and you’re like “No, we’re not really related, V.”
  • and he’s like o h
  • he’d be super embarrassed because how come u read his mind
  • was he that obvious??
  • still he’d love taking pictures of you
  • and he’s not the least crept out about how you look
  • he’s like you’re the most perfect canvas for him
  • but he also makes sure you’re not really related to jumin in anyway by doing background investigations about your origins
  • because what if, what if jumin was really like your brother or something
  • he’d feel bad if he just snagged you like that without asking jumin’s permission
  • he’d often take stolen shots of you because he wants to imprint your face in his life forever
  • you’d sometimes catch him smiling while looking at u
  • he’s pretty amused the entire time you’re with him
  • thank for putting a smile on his precious face
EXO / Mafia AU – You start to have feelings for them after an arranged marriage

Request: Oh oh oh would you pls do an exo version of that arranged marriage & Mafia thing? I’m getting excited right now!!            

thank you for requesting this, I hope you enjoy!!

TRIGGER WARNING! Some strong language and some violence

GOT7 VERSION IS HERE


Xiumin

Originally posted by katherine8595

Sometimes you felt as if you were the modern-life Juliet. You were forced to marry the Romeo that you had no feelings for, just so two rival Mafia families could be united.

However, even after you moved in with your Romeo, you couldn’t help but still feel the hate that basically coursed through your blood.

You grew up being told that his family was to be hated and now suddenly you were a part of it. It messed with your head.

“Could you stop making that noise?” you asked Minseok with a groan, not realizing that this was the twentieth time you asked him to stop doing something in the past hour.

“I’m breathing,” Minseok answered, glaring at you.

“Yeah. It’s loud,” you said. “I’m trying to read here.”

“You read all the time,” he shot back lamely. “Is that your specialty? Do you think that because you’ll read and become a know-it-all, you’ll be able to achieve a higher place in the Mafia hierarchy?

You stared at him with a frown. “What the hell are you talking about? I read because I like to read.”

“See, but that’s not what everyone else thinks.”

“Oh, really? And what do they think?”

“They think you’re pretentious,” Minseok said, not specifying who ‘they’ were. “They think you’re showing off.”

“Showing off what? The fact that I can read?” you raised your eyebrows in a mocking way.

“Showing off in general,” he explained. “You walk around here thinking that you’re better than us.”

You rolled your eyes, not admitting that maybe there was a little truth to his words, and stayed quiet. Minseok smirked, thinking that he won this time.

“Are you one of them?” you asked, a few minutes later.

“One of what?” Minseok asked, having already forgotten what you’ve been talking about before.

“One of those people who think that I’m showing off,” you finished.

He considered this and the longer he stayed quiet, the more interested in his answer you were becoming.

“No,” he said finally. “I just think you’re uncomfortable here. I think all of this is new for you and you don’t know how to handle it all, so you handle it the only way you know how. The only way you’ve been taught how. By hating us and appearing snobbish.”

“Oh, so I’m also snobbish.”

“That’s not what I said.”

You knew it wasn’t. You were just trying to win some time to regain your balance after he had openly admitted that he didn’t think you were stuck-up. It was nice to hear that at least one person in this house had somewhat warm feelings for you.

“So, do you think this will work?” you asked again. “I mean us. Our marriage. God, I sound like I’m forty.”

Minseok laughed. You haven’t heard him laugh before and you’d thought of him as one of the most serious people you’ve ever met, but when he was smiling, he looked almost ten years younger, and an unexpected thought flashed through your mind.

You liked his laugh. You wanted to see him laugh. Hell, you wanted to make him laugh.

“I think anything can work,” Minseok said, going back to his serious self suddenly. “Even our marriage. Though right now it’s the furthest thing from an actual marriage I’ve ever seen.”

It was your turn to start laughing. “We are talking, though. So that’s a start.”

Minseok smiled at this, sending your brain into another overdrive. “Took us long enough.”


Suho

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Junmyeon wasn’t a bad person. Sure, he could kill in cold blood if he felt like he had to, but other than that, he was great. You knew you could have gotten a husband that was so much worse, so although, you were still awkward around him, you tried to get used to him. You were married, after all.

“Do you have any plans for tomorrow?” he asked you one night when both of you were eating dinner in the spacious dining room of your manor.

“I have training at 10,” you answered. “But other than that, no. Why?”

“I was thinking maybe we could go out tomorrow night,” Junmyeon said in a voice so official, that it sounded as if he was proposing a business offer, and not asking you out on a date.

And yet you still felt yourself blush.

“Okay,” you said, not daring to look up from your plate.

You had no doubt that Junmyeon could tell that you got flustered every time you talked to him and yet he never called you out on it, making you appreciate him even more.

“Can I tell you something?” Junmyeon said.

You finally raised your eyes and nodded, slowly.

“But promise me you won’t get upset,” he added.

You nodded again, wordlessly promising, despite not really knowing what to expect from him.

“Last week one of my friends died,” he said. “We got attacked by some wanna-be gangsters and they shot him in the chest multiple times before I could react.”

“Oh, my God,” you gasped, despite promising him not to get upset. “I’m so sorry, Junmyeon.”

He nodded, acknowledging your compassion. “But the important thing, however, is what he said right before he died. He was married, but his marriage was pretty similar to ours.”

You quickly understood that this meant he was in an arranged marriage and therefore, not particularly close to his wife.

“Anyway, so right before he died, he asked me to tell his mother that he loved her,” Junmyeon continued. “So, I asked him, ‘What about your wife?’ and he told me – and I remember this part vividly – that he wasn’t sure if he even knew what his wife’s name was.”

This story raised a million questions in your head, the most prominent of which was, did Junmyeon think all arranged marriages were like that? Did he think two people in an arranged marriage pretended to be married just for show and, possibly, power, but they never actually loved each other?

This made you sad. You didn’t know why but you didn’t want him to think that way. It was a sad attitude and the last thing you wanted was for him to be sad.

“I don’t want a marriage like that,” Junmyeon said after a short pause. This jump-started your heart so hard that even your hands started to shake.

You were afraid to ask him what he meant by that, but you didn’t have to because he continued.

“And I can promise you that I’ll do everything I can to make sure our marriage – although existing against our wishes – is as great as it can be,” he said. “We might or might not be soulmates, but that doesn’t matter. We’ll work on it one date at a time. We won’t be just another statistic that proves that people in arranged marriages hate each other.”

Your entire body filled with warmth at this and suddenly you felt like a child on Christmas day. Sure, you weren’t in love with Junmyeon yet. But you knew that one day you’d be.

“I believe you,” you told him with a sincere smile. “I believe that we’ll make it work.”


Lay

Originally posted by katherine8595

The wedding wasn’t devastating. It was truly kind of bearable. You weren’t the biggest fan of Yixing, but you weren’t really against him either.

That is, until rival Mafia members placed a bomb in your parents’ house, killing them both, along with a couple of other relatives. Your little brother was still at school but the sight of his house burning left him shaken up. His crying voice, when he called you to tell you what happened, haunted you to this day.

You fought for the rights to look after your brother and won (with Yixing’s help, though you refused to admit it), and thus, he moved in with you. But he wasn’t the same. He wasn’t your little brother anymore. He closed off and only talked to you when it was absolutely necessary.

Yixing could see that you were upset but he didn’t know what to do about it. He tried to get you to open up but you ignored him no matter what he did, unintentionally hurting his feelings in the process. Somehow, you just couldn’t bear to look at him anymore, feeling as if it was his fault you weren’t at your parents’ house to protect them from the bomb.

And then one day, you woke up to screams coming from outside. With your heart nearly beating out of your chest, you walked to the window overlooking the backyard of your house to see what was making the noise. You had to sit down at the sight in front of you.

It was your little brother and Yixing, both chasing each other with water guns, reenacting a scene from a gangster movie that you have never seen. They were screaming cheerfully, laughing, and rolling around in the grass, their clothes completely soaked from the water already.

You didn’t think you could name a moment where your brother looked happier than he did right then, playing with Yixing.

Not losing the smile the entire morning, you found your little brother, when he finally returned home and changed into a different outfit.

“Hey!” you said happily. “Did you have fun this morning?”

“Lots!” your brother replied, giving you a smile that you haven’t seen in ages. You almost started to cry. “Yixing said he’ll teach me how to use real guns soon!”

“Oh?” you stopped smiling at this.

“Hey!” Yixing’s voice was suddenly heard down the hall. “Did I not tell you to keep it a secret?”

Your little brother gasped, not expecting him to overhear this. “I’m sorry, I just got so excited! You’ll still teach me, right?”

Yixing smiled, messing up your brother’s hair when he reached him. “Of course, I will. If your sister doesn’t kill me before I get a chance to do that.”

“Y/n wouldn’t do that,” your little brother said confidently. “She’s a good person.”

You saw Yixing smile at you but you were too occupied with your brother’s good mood to pay attention to anything else. Finally, once your brother ran off to prepare for breakfast, you raised your eyes to meet Yixing’s.

“Why are you doing this?” you asked with genuine curiosity.

“What, befriending your brother?” Yixing asked. You nodded. “I like him. He’s a cool guy. Also, you’re my wife and his legal guardian. That makes me his guardian, too. Maybe not by law, but by marriage, then. He’s my responsibility as well.”

You softened even more. “I couldn’t get him to open up ever since the tragedy happened and you just… he seems to really like you.”

“He does like me,” Yixing said, winking teasingly. “Unlike his sister.”

You scoffed. “Don’t make assumptions about things you don’t know.”

“Oh? So you do like me?”

“We’re married, Yixing.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

It was your turn to tease him. “Some questions are supposed to be left unanswered.”

And you walked away from him, heading to the kitchen, while he continued to stand there, confused about what you were feeling for him. He failed to realize that you were just as confused about your feelings as he was.

The feelings were neutral before, you were sure of that. And yet seeing him today forced some kind of creatures to come out to play in your stomach. You’ve heard people call them butterflies, but to you, it felt more like tiny t-rexes who clawed at your intestines whenever Yixing smiled at you.


Baekhyun

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

You were the real black sheep of the family. You couldn’t fight (seriously, you broke your foot every time you attempted to kick something), you couldn’t interrogate people, you had no talent to make new deals, and you couldn’t use guns.

You thought your parents would disown you, and in a way, they kind of did – by giving you away to the boy from a different Mafia family.

Afraid to make your new husband and his family see how useless you were, you avoided every single job assigned to you. You pretended to be sick. Then, you just disappeared for a few days and stayed at your friend’s house. Then, you actually got sick.

Finally, four months after the wedding, Baekhyun had had enough of this.

“What’s the problem?” he asked you. “You don’t want to work with me? With my family?”

You have not prepared for him to confront you about this, although you really should have seen it coming. Sooner or later, someone was bound to notice that you were not doing any work that was assigned to you.

“N-no,” you said, slowly. “I do. Of course, I do. I mean, I have to.”

“’Have to’ and ‘want to’ are two very different things, Y/n,” Baekhyun said. “I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to do but you’re… you’re not doing anything at all. And you haven’t talked to anyone about it. Like, is something wrong? Do you just not want to do anything because that’s fine—”

“I want to do something,” you interrupted him confidently but then your voice faded. “I just don’t know how.”

Baekhyun heard you. “What do you mean?”

“I can’t do anything,” you said. “I start something and then I ruin everything. My family used to jokingly say that they should lock me up in a tower Rapunzel-style. Maybe that way I’d manage to find at least one thing I’d be good at.”

“That’s not a funny joke,” Baekhyun said with a straight face. “And I’m sure your family just didn’t have any patience. Come on, tell me one thing that they thought you were bad at.”

“Well, firearms, for starters,” you said. “I can’t fire a gun. My aim is way off.”

“Good!” Baekhyun said and then saw your frown. “I mean, it’s good that you told me. Now I know what’s up. Be up at seven tomorrow.”

“What? Why?”

“I’ll train you,” he said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “I’ll help you learn everything you’ve always wanted to learn. And I can already promise I will never bring you down, no matter how badly you do anything.”

“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,” you warned him.

“Yeah, they told me that before I married you,” Baekhyun said with a small smile. “But I guess I like challenges.”

For some reason, you smiled back. It would have been easy to find offense in his words but you knew they were true. You truly were a challenge (but then again, wasn’t everyone?) but no one ever bothered to take this challenge on before. And now this concerned boy – that was apparently told not to marry you – was more than ready to work on this challenge with resilience until he completed it.

For the first time in your life, you actually had hope that Baekhyun will turn out to be the person with enough patience to handle your every fail and praise your every win. You’ve never had a person like that in your life. Maybe you finally found him.


Chen

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

You strictly refused to ride cars. Your husband (you refused to call him your husband, too. Explaining to people that your parents forced you to marry, was embarrassing, so you chose not to talk about it at all) protested against this, saying that it was unsafe for you to walk everywhere but you ignored him. The air was already as polluted as it was, and you could never understand how people had enough patience to be stuck in traffic and not punch anyone.

So, yes, you preferred to walk, no matter the distance.

Thing was, wherever you walked, you always carried your earphones and listened to music at full volume, being completely oblivious to your surroundings. More than once, you missed your destination because you were humming along to a song, imagining yourself in a music video.

One particular Friday, you were in a restaurant, patiently listening to one of the Mafia heads from a different country. He spoke with a huge accent so it was hard to understand him. On top of that, you kept spacing out, making it even harder not to lose track of what he was saying.

Suddenly, you saw a person with a black coat and a face mask enter the restaurant. He passed the hostess - who politely asked him to take the mask off - and headed to the table next to yours, claiming he had reserved it. The hostess just gave up and brought him a menu.

That’s when you turned your head back to your companion since he had asked you a question. You had no idea what he had asked, but just as you were about to think of something to answer, you heard a scream.

“Look out!”

Startled, you turned to look at the source of the noise but you couldn’t understand where it came from because another noise interrupted the quiet atmosphere of the restaurant.

A shot.

It didn’t take you long to find who fired the shot. You turned your head to the left and were met face-to-face with Jongdae, who had just shot the man with the facemask next to you.

Before confusion clouded your brain, you managed to see that the masked man had a gun in his hand, too. Absolutely baffled, you turned back to look at Jongdae who had already made his way to you.

“Your meeting is over,” he said, glaring at your guest and then looking back at you. “I’m taking you home.”

“Jongdae—”

“Get up,” he said sternly. “We’re leaving.”

Apologizing to your confused companion, you followed the angry Jongdae out of the restaurant. Once you saw him open the door of his car for you to get in, you stopped.

“You know I don’t—”

“Do you know who the guy with the mask was?” Jongdae asked right away, looking as if he was already expecting you to protest.

“No,” you said. “Should I?”

“He was stalking you. For at least a week,” Jongdae said.

You gasped, feeling your stomach drop. “What? That makes no sense.”

“It makes a whole lot of sense,” he continued, not losing the angry expression on his face. “You walk everywhere and you’re never aware of your surroundings. That makes you an easy target. I assume he chose the restaurant to kill you in, because he wanted more attention.”

“He was going to kill me..?”

“Obviously. That’s why I killed him first.”

You stayed quiet, watching the man in front of you and trying to grasp the fact that he had just saved your life from a stalker that you didn’t even know you had.

“Get in the car,” Jongdae said, then. “You’re never walking anywhere alone again.”

“You can’t say that,” you protested again, but still stepped into the car.

“I can say anything I want. Your life was in danger,” he told you before closing the door of your car. “I’m not letting that happen again.”

While he jogged around the car to sit behind the wheel, you could only think about one thing. Jongdae had protected you. He saved you. And maybe it was just the adrenaline, but you felt as if he didn’t do it as a favor. He did that because you were his wife. And all of a sudden, you were no longer embarrassed of this title. You were proud of it.


Chanyeol

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

You only acted like you were married in public. At home, you stayed on separate floors and barely said anything if you accidentally ran into each other in the hallway. You weren’t sure if you liked it that way but Chanyeol wasn’t showing that much interest to act like an actual married couple, and you weren’t going to suggest doing that, either. Call it pride, if you’d like.

One night, though, during the birthday of Chanyeol’s father, all of your pride flew out of the window.

You arrived at the party a little late because your dress had a malfunction and Chanyeol was too impatient to wait until one of the seamstresses helped you fix it, so he went there alone. He didn’t even notice you when you finally arrived because he was busy. Busy entertaining at least five different girls that you’ve never seen before.

Feeling your heart drop to your stomach and then jump right back up again, as anger and irrational jealousy mixed in your blood, you made your way towards him.

“Good evening, ladies,” you announced yourself, concentrating on the girls and making all of them turn to look at you. “Have you tasted the lamb salad that they’re serving over there, at the other side of the room?”

All five of the girls exchanged glances and then turned to look at Chanyeol, who was watching you with a confused and a slightly amused expression.

“No,” one of the girls answered you. “We actually haven’t. We’ve been—”

“Oh, fantastic! I’m sure you’ll love the taste of it,” you said. The five girls still didn’t move, obviously not catching your hints. Finally, you lost your patience. “That’s your turn to scatter. Get lost. Fuck off.”

With shocked faces, all five of them quickly moved away from you and Chanyeol, and quickly disappeared into the crowd of people.

“What the hell was that about?” Chanyeol asked you right away.

You looked at him with innocent eyes. “What do you mean? I offered those girls to try the lamb salad across the room. It’s really good.”

Chanyeol resisted the urge to smirk. “You told them to fuck off.”

“Did I?” you continued to feign ignorance. “It must have slipped out by accident.”

“By accident, huh?” he said, suddenly standing closer to you. “I was pretty sure you were jealous.”

“What?” you said, your heart hammering in your chest at his close proximity. “I wasn’t jealous.”

Chanyeol hummed as he slowly leaned closer until you could feel his breath on your neck, forcing you to shiver involuntarily.

“It’s a shame,” he whispered. “I love it when you get jealous.”

He pulled away before you understood what happened, and walked away with a smirk, his cologne lingering in the air around you. You let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding and watched him walk away from you. Suddenly, he turned his head over his shoulder, quickly meeting your eyes, and winking, while every girl in the room watched him.

You weren’t jealous. You were so much more than that.


D.O.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

He didn’t look very dangerous and yet people were afraid of him. They crossed the street when they saw him. They closed their windows when they heard him drive by. They avoided him in every way possible.

You weren’t an exception, although, legally, you were his wife and he wasn’t supposed to ever hurt you. However, you couldn’t help but think that it wasn’t impossible. If he could kill helpless people that crossed him, he could kill you too.

And that was why for the first few months after the wedding, you slept in a different room that you locked every night.

One night, however, you heard a lot of suspicious noise downstairs and decided to investigate. Kyungsoo was supposed to be out working the whole weekend, so you grabbed your gun before you walked down the stairs.

Not wanting to startle the potential intruder, you didn’t turn the light on. Slowly, you walked down the hallway and then stopped when you saw a silhouette at the end of the hallway. It looked like a man and he had his back turned to you.

“Freeze!” you yelled, not finding a better word on such short notice.

The man did just that. But then he turned around a second later and you almost fired.

You were glad you didn’t, though.

“Y/n?” Kyungsoo’s voice called out and your body had gone cold. “What are you doing awake?”

“I…” you lowered your gun, immediately. “I’m sorry. I thought someone was in the house. I-I’m really sorry.”

You saw him slowly make his way towards you, and your entire body started to shake.

He stopped a few feet away from you, however, and turned the lightswitch on the wall next to him, finally illuminating the hallway.

“Are you afraid of me?” he asked, carefully watching you.

You swallowed, not knowing what the right answer to this question would be. Your silence was enough for Kyungsoo to understand everything.

“Why?” he asked. “Why are you afraid of me? I could never hurt you.”

“Y-yes, you could,” you said in a quiet voice, looking down.

Immediately, he lifted your chin, so your eyes met again. “Y/n. My job is to protect you. And to teach you not to say ‘freeze’ when you see strangers in your house, but that’s hardly the point right now. Point is, it hurts me to know that you’re afraid of me.”

It hurts him?

You stared at him as if in a daze.

“Please don’t be afraid of me,” he said, gently moving his hand from your chin to caress your cheek. “Please.”

He touched you as if you were the most fragile piece of china ever created. He looked at you as if you’d break if someone glared at you.

And suddenly, you couldn’t understand how you didn’t see it before. He wasn’t dangerous and scary. He was human. And he’d never hurt you.


Kai

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Your domestic life was far from exciting. After you got married, it felt as though you became the main character in the movie Housewife By Day, Wife of a Gangster By Night.

Although you weren’t a big fan of what Jongin did, you stayed quiet about it. Not just because he was your husband and your father warned you beforehand to put up with whatever your husband did, but also because the sight of Jongin with a gun was enough to cause your heartbeat to speed up.

You didn’t think much of this, though. So you got excited after seeing a guy with a gun, so what? He was an attractive person and frankly, you were always into bad boys. It was normal. No actual feelings were there.

Or so you told yourself.

One day, you asked him to borrow his car, because yours had broken down, so you could go to the store to buy some vegetables for dinner (cooking was always your hobby and although Jongin insisted you let the professional chef do the job, you never listened) but Jongin had other plans.

“I’ll drive you,” he said. “Just wait a second.”

You were about to protest and tell him that there was no need for two people to go to the store but he got up from the chair and ran to the garage before you could open your mouth.

A couple of minutes later, you heard someone signal you outside, so, grabbing your jacket, you walked out of the house and then stopped dead at the sight in front of you.

Jongin was leaning against his favorite custom-made, matte black Harley-Davidson with a grin on his face and a helmet in his hands.

“Hop on,” he told you.

“Jongin… I literally need to buy carrots,” you said. “I’m not driving to the supermarket on a motorcycle.”

“Carrots or drugs, doesn’t matter. You’re no longer just a simple city girl,” he said. “You’re my wife now. And my wife rides in style.”

“Can I ride in style in an actual car? Like, with seat-belts on?” you continued, not moving from the same spot.

Jongin laughed. “Come on, Y/n, don’t pretend you don’t want to ride it. Feel the wind in your hair and the material of my jacket when you wrap your arms around me when I drive.”

You swallowed deeply at that last part, your stomach already burning with excitement.

“Come here,” he said, patting the back of the motorcycle.

And he didn’t have you tell you again. You groaned dramatically, forcing him to laugh, and grabbed the helmet from him before getting on the back of the motorcycle. You didn’t do anything with your hands, though, almost afraid to touch him.

“Do you want to fall off?” Jongin asked loudly, as he brought the engine of the Harley to life.

“Not really,” you answered just as loudly.

“Then hold onto me,” he asked loudly. “I know you want to.”

You knew he smirked at that last part but you couldn’t see it because he had his back turned to you. After whispering a quick ‘fuck you’, you wrapped your arms around him at the same second that he pulled out of the driveway of the house and sped down the street.

The feeling of him right there, under your fingerprints, while the two of you flew down the street, the scenery blurring around you, was enough to break you away from the lie you’ve been living in.

The feelings were there. All the damn feelings were there.


Sehun

Originally posted by katherine8595

You knew every Mafia family had their own traditions. Your family was a little more conservative in comparison to Sehun’s, which is why, your parents quietly cried when they had to give you away, while one of Sehun’s great-aunts sobbed as if he was going to his death. And it really should have been the other way around, considering that you were about to enter a clan of people who showed their loyalty to their Mafia family in a different way than you were used to.

You made a vow in front of the other family members, while Sehun’s family got tattoos.

They didn’t force a needle on you right after the wedding though, they gave you some time to adjust. And still, the first couple of months were terrifying to you.

Sehun tried to relieve your stress of living in a new place by introducing you to every family member he had and then showing embarrassing pictures of them in the family albums. It worked for a short while and you truly felt a little bit more relaxed, until the day you were supposed to get a tattoo came.

What you didn’t know, however, was that traditionally, the husband was supposed to give his wife the tattoo of the family symbol. You only found out about this, when you were already sitting the leather-covered chair, waiting for your doom. That is, the tattoo.

“Is it going to hurt?” you asked Sehun while he cleaned your wrist with rubbing alcohol.

“A little,” he said, honestly. “I’ll try to be gentle, though, I promise.”

“It’s not you I’m afraid of,” you told him. “It’s the needle.”

Sehun gave you an encouraging smile. “I’ll stop the needle if the pain gets too much for you, okay? Just tell me. Or give me a sign, like a nod or something.”

You nodded.

“What, it hurts already?” he tried to joke but saw you nod again. He released your wrist immediately. “Does it really hurt? Maybe you’re allergic to—”

“No, Sehun,” you said, then. “I’m just terrified of this. I’m afraid it’s going to hurt even more when I’m this scared.”

“Well, relaxing definitely helps,” Sehun said. “I’ve practiced this before and it’s much easier to tattoo a person who’s not so tense.”

“Well, I can’t relax. So, you’ll have to manage.”

He smiled again. “I’ll manage. I just wish you weren’t so uncomfortable.”

“I don’t have a choice but to do this,” you said. “So I have to get over my fear.”

Sehun took your wrist again and you thought the tattoo process was about to begin, but instead of a needle, you felt his fingers softly caress the skin of your wrist.

“You’re still part of the family, with or without the tattoo,” Sehun told you sincerely.

You watched him for a moment and then inhaled deeply. “I know. But I want you to do this.”

He felt a little better after hearing you say this, so he grabbed the needle with a lot more confidence. He knew he could draw the symbol perfectly, he’s done it before. But the fact that you were so nervous, made him nervous.

And yet, even when the needle came in contact with your skin, you didn’t feel any excruciating pain that you had expected. You weren’t sure if it was because Sehun kept checking up on you every few seconds and talking to you about the funny things that happened to other people when they were getting their tattoos, or because your hand had simply gone limp.

Either way, you enjoyed this process a lot more than you expected.  

The way Sehun kissed your tattoo once he had finished it and wrapped a bandage around it, made you realize that although at first, you had feared to get the symbol of the Family (because you knew you weren’t related to any of them by blood and the divorce rate was still pretty high), now you were ready to do anything, as long as Sehun would be there to hold your hand through it.


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A SUMMARY OF WHAT HAPPENED AT DE IN KL

PS : THIS WAS MY FIRST EVER CONCERT SO EXPECT MAJOR PCD

Okay so here it goes


1. OKAY SO LIKE FIRST OF ALL THE CROWD WAS WILD AF I WAS LUCKY ENOUGH TO GET ROCK ZONE L AND YA GURL FUCKING SPRINTED TO GET THE FIRST ROW OKAY AND LIKE WHILE WAITING FOR SEVENTEEN TO APPEAR THEY PLAYED SEVENTEEN’S MVS AND WE FANCHANTED OUR LUNGS OUT AND IT WASN’T EVEN THE REAL PERFORMANCE YET BOI I LOVE MALAYSIAN CARATS


2. FIRST 15 MINUTES OF THE CONCERT WAS FUCKINF TORTURE BECAUSE I WASNT USED TO BEING MANHANDLED LIKE A RAG DOLL AND GETTINF SQUEEZED AGAINST BARRICADE WAS NOT FUN BUT AFTER A WHILE I GOT USED TO IT AND PUSHED BACK LMAO OK NOT SAY PUSH BACK MORE LIKE HELD ME GROUND IT WAS A WARZONE OUT THERE AND I WAS TRYNA KEEP MY TERRITORY. NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT WE HAD A LOT OF INTERNATIONAL FANSITES AT RZ L AND THEY KEPT PUSHING AND THIS FANSITE SMACKED ME IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD SO I ELBOWED HER AND SHE BACKED OFF SORRY NOT SORRY BUT DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME . BTW NOT ALL FANSITES ARE CIBAI OKAY I MET SOME REALLY NICE FANSITES MY ONLY PROBLEM ARE THE ONES WHO KEPT PUSHING AND SHOVING PEOPLE


3. THERE WAS THIS FANBOY WHO I BECAME FRIENDS WITH AND HE WAS SO FUNNY AND HE’S A HARDCORE MINGYU STAN LIKE ME SO WE TOOK TURNS YELLING OUT KIM MINGYU AND ISTG Y'ALL HE WAS THE MOST SAVAGE AND FUNNIEST PERSON EVER


4. IME SECURITY IS NOT A FUCKING JOKE YALL LIKE FANSITES WERE GETTING THEIR CAMERAS SNATCHED LEFT AND RIGHT AND WERE ESCORTED OUT OF THE VENUE. EASILY 5 FANSITES FROM RZ L WERE ESCORTED OUT.


5. OKAY BUT LIKE THE AMOUNT OF TIMES CHINA LINE CAME TO MY CAMERA WAS UNBELIEVABLE ESPECIALLY MINGHAO LIKE HE CAME TO THE FRONT OF MY CAMERA AND JUST STAYED THERE WHILE WAVING TO FANS AND I EASILY DIED RIGHT THERE AND THEN


6. SEUNGCHEOL WAS IN PAIN MY BABY WAS SUFFERING LIKE DURING BOOM BOOM HE KEPT CLUTCHING HIS KNEES AND ALL THE CARATS GOT SO WORRIED BUT HE KEPT PERFORMING UNTIL THE END OF THE CONCERT AND IF THAT ISN’T A DEDICATED LEADER THEN IDK WHAT IS


7. JEONGHAN CAME AND SAT ON THE STEPS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AND YA GURL IS SHOOKED


8. WOOZI CAME AND CROUCHED DOWN IN FRONT OF ME AND HE SMILED AND WAVED AT MY CAMERA AND LEGIT MY SOUL LEFT MY BODY HE IS THE MOST PURE SOUL EVER WE GOTTA PROTECT THIS BOY


9. MINGHAO THROWING WATER AT THE CROWD AND LEGIT I WAS SCREAMING LIKE A PSYCHO BECAUSE THAT WAS HOLY WATER THAT GOT THROWN AT US Y'ALL


10. MINGYU AND VERNON HUGGING AND JUMPING TO HYPE THE CROWD I WAS HYPED AS HELL


11. I MADE EYE CONTACT AT LEAST ONCE WITH ALL THE MEMBERS AND I LOOKED THROUGH MY PICS AND VIDS AND IF YOU ZOOM IN REALLY CLOSELY YOU CAN SEE SOME OF THEM LOOK AT MY CAMERA


12. DK’S ICONIC “ TUAN - TUAN DAN PUAN - PUAN ” FUCKING ICONIC SIA I CAN LISTEN TO THAT ON LOOP FOREVER


13. VERNON AND HOSHI HAD A HIGH NOTE BATTLE WITH THE CROWD AND VERNON LOST AND HE HAD TO DANCE AND THEN I’M THE ONE PLAYED AND HE DID JUJU ON THAT BEAT I CHOKED THAT WAS GOLD


14. THE ENDING MENT WHEN EACH MEMBER SPOKE INDIVIDUALLY SPOKE AND WHEN IT WAS SEUNGKWAN’S TURN , I STARTED CHANTING BOO SEUNGKWAN THEN PEOPLE BEHIND ME IN RZ L FOLLOWED AND WE WERE CHANTING SO LOUDLY THAT LIKE HALF THE MEMBERS ON STAGE TURNED TO LOOK AT US AND THEN SEUNGKWAN LOOKED AT US AND SAID HI AND WAVED WHILE SMILING AND IT WAS LIKE THE SUN SMILED AT ME OKAY IM SO PROUD I STARTED A TREND AHAHAHAHAHAH


15. MINGHAO’S TURN TO SPEAK IN THE ENDING MENT AND HE SPOKE IN CHINESE HIS NATIVE TONGUE AND THE CROWD WENT NUTS AND I COULD UNDERSTAND A BIT AND I YELLED MINGHAO WO AI NI AND BOI LOOKED AT ME AND SMILED AND MY PHONE ALMOST DROPPED RIGHT THERE AND THEN IF I WASNT GRIPPING ON TO IT SO TIGHTLY


16. SEVENTEEN’S MESSAGE TO CARATS HAD ME CRYING HARDER THAN I’VE EVER CRIED


17. SEVENTEEN GAVE MALAYSIAN CARATS A GIFT WHICH WAS THEM WITH THEIR BACKS TOWARDS US AND THEN THEY TURNED AROUND AND DID HEARTS WHILE YELLING “ AKU CINTA KAMU ” WHICH IS I LOVE YOU IN MALAY AND WE SCREAMED SO FUCKIBG LOUDLY IT WAS AMAZING


18. JOSHUA PROMISING TO RETURN TO MALAYSIA SOON JOSHUA I EXPECT YOU TO KEEP THAT PROMISE 😉


19. I CANT EXPRESS HOW PROUD I AM OF MALAYSIAN CARATS. HAFAL FANCHANTS. DIDN’T BOMBARD THEM AT THE AIRPORT AND KEPT AT A RESPECTFUL DISTANCE. DIDNT THROW OBJECTS AT THEM well except for this one girl who threw a wristband on stage and mingyu was shocked for like a second then he smiled at her but THANK GOD SHE DIDNT HIT HIM. I HONESTLY LOVE MALAYSIAN CARATS SO MUCH 💞💞


NOW ON TO THE PERFORMANCES


1. PRETTY U CARNIVAL VERSION IS SUCH A BLESSING LIKE WTH THAT SHIT WAS ADORABLE


2. THE VOCAL UNIT PERFORMANCES WERE SO EMOTIONAL AND DEEP I ACTUALLY TEARED UP WHEN THEY SANG WE GONNA MAKE IT SHINE AND HABIT


3. PERFORMANCE UNIT WAS ON ANOTHER LEVEL MAN LIKE SWIMMING FOOL IS MY SHIT AND THAT OMG REMIX AND HIGHLIGHT REMIX WAS LIT AS HELL someone said that performance unit weren’t singing they were lip syncing BOI HOW BOUT NO I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY DANCE ENERGETICALLY AND SING AT THE SAME TIME


4. HIP HOP UNIT’S IF I REALLY FUCKED ME OVER ESPECIALLY MINGYU’S HIP THRUST BUT THE SHITTY THING ABOUT THE STADIUM WAS THAT THE SPOTLIGHT AND SPEAKERS IN THE WAY AND I COULDNT FULLY SEE THEIR HIP THRUSTS IM EMO


5. DWC WAS THE LOUDEST FANCHANT LEGIT EVERYONE SCREAMED AND I COULDNT BE ANY MORE PROUD TO BE A CARAT


6. SEEING MY I LIVE RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR OWN 2 EYE SEEING BALLS IS LIFE CHANGING OKAY


Overall , I had a great time at the concert. It’s been 4 days since DE IN KL and my PCD is still terrible. I’m glad that seventeen was my first concert. It is without a doubt the greatest experience of my life so far :) I hope y'all who went for DE or is going for their future ones get to experience the joy I had. Love y'all 💞💞 - Lynna :)


UPDATE : OK YALL APPARENTLY HOSHI ALMOST CRIED BECAUSE HE WAS SO OVERWHELMED BY OUR LOVE FOR THEM AND LIKE THE MEMBERS SAID THAT WHEN THEY WERE BACKSTAGE , THEY COULD HEAR US SINGING AND ISTG I DONT THINK YALL UNDERSTAND THE LOVE I HAVE FOR THESE BOYS IM SOBBING RN

Me regarding love in LWA

So.. anyone remember this? My very succinct review of Episode 10.

Because it is time to talk a bit about this character, Andrew Hanbridge. First things first:

I don’t dislike Andrew

I think he’s a decent character and have gotten better characterization after his first two appearances, but that he was implemented in a bad way and got put in a show where he wasn’t truly needed.

Because that is the thing, Andrew was introduced in the LWA series rather than in the OVAs.

A big appeal of Little Witch Academia’s OVAs for many people (myself included) was the fact that it had an all-girls cast. It is exceedingly rare for an anime to have an all-girls cast and to not be revolving around blatant ‘girly’ themes. Little Witch Academia is not inherently girly, it is just a bunch of teenage girls learning to become witches. By cutting away the boys, the series removed the need to include common teenage girl depiction tropes such as excessive focus on romance, boys, looks etc. Instead the series allows the different girls’ character traits and interests come to the fore.

However, with the introduction of Andrew in the series, Trigger regressed to rely on some of these clichés. In the first episode Andrew appears, all the students go gaga for this stoic, aloof guy solely because he is famous and rumoured to be handsome. So basically all the witch students of Luna Nova (except Lotte, Sucy and Diana) are shown to be gossipy, superficial teenage girls. This portrayal betrays the series earlier depiction of varied and multifaceted girl characters. If a pretty boy is around, then they get reduced to this one-dimensional clichéd stereotype. So the way Andrew was implemented into the series detracts from one of the strong points of the series.

What is Andrew’s role in the series? Reportedly, Trigger wanted him to be Akko’s connection to the ‘muggle’ world, so to speak. But personally, very seldom does he feel like he actually fulfils that purpose.

Instead, it feels like he mostly just behaves like a male ‘Diana’ and made to appear in scenarios where Diana couldn’t perform the same function. Both come from aristocratic families, both are well-spoken and rational-minded, both use careful rational rhetoric to solve problems and both of their character growths’ is because of them continually being amazed and inspired by Akko.

But why? Why would you keep around two characters that are so similar in personality and in character development (at least on paper)?

This is why Andrew being teased as a romantic interest to Akko feels like such a slap in the face to everyone who loved Akko and Diana’s chemistry already back in the OVAs. It makes it seem that Andrew wasn’t introduced despite Diana already existing, but because of it. Like Trigger wanted to cash in on Diana and Akko’s chemistry but turn it into something more ‘acceptable’ for the general audience.

But this is where Trigger confuses the hell out of me. If Andrew is the endgame romantic interest, why isn’t it more clearly established at this point? Why has there been so relatively little time for developing Akko and Andrew together then? Why did Trigger go full speed ahead to develope and show how much Akko and Diana deeply care for eachother rather than with Akko and Andrew instead? Why is there so much focus on and interaction between Akko and Diana in the openings, while Andrew is barely there and doesn’t appear together with Akko?

And to quote from this:

There is only one character holding hands with Akko in the OP. And that character isn’t Andrew.

Because there is one thing that makes me mad, and that is ‘Dianakko’ detractors that refuse to acknowledge Akko and Diana’s deeper connection.

Because the way Akko and Diana have grown so close, despite their differences and initial misunderstandings, shows that there is an unspoken deeper bond between them. Even when they looked down on eachother, they still both show admiration and care for eachother, with neither of them knowing why. There was something that slowly over time drew them closer.

So I must say, as a lesbian, the level of affection displayed by Diana and Akko is to me beyond than ‘just being friends’.

If anyone would carelessly throw themselves into danger to save me like Diana and Akko do for eachother;

if anyone would scream with a desperate worry for me like Diana and Akko do for eachother;

if anyone would keep looking at me with a look full of care and concern like how Akko and Diana look at eachother;

if anyone would tell me to keep trying and chase my dreams, while grabbing my hands and being moved to tears, like how Akko did to Diana;

if anyone would tell me “You continue to astonish me in unexpected ways” while them thinking about every time I’ve amazed and impressed them like Diana did to Akko;

if anyone invited me on a broom like this

or if anyone looked at me like this before replying to my invititation;

if anyone would do such things like these, I would consider them loving me.

However, some people will never accept two girl characters loving each other unless they are being intimately physically affectionate, like kissing eachother. Until they are, it can be handwaved away and be explained that they are just “Gal Pals”, “very good friends” and so on.

If we switched out Diana above for Andrew, so that Akko and Andrew had shared all those interactions, you would definitely see people claiming that they are in love based on those.

This is a double standard that is sadly very real in real life too. Girl-loving girls have to go great lengths for their love to be considered “real” in the eyes of some.

Something that made me feel like I had giant pit in my stomach around the time Episode 10 was released, was how some ‘Ankko’ posts included gifs like these:

What the actual fuck? These moments were somehow considered “sweet Ankko moments” by some fans. One shows Akko being hurt by Andrew, while the other show how Akko very uncomfortably gets forcibly pushed to the wall by a love-drugged Andrew.

Both of these moments made me feel highly uncomfortable and feel genuine distress for Akko in these situations when I watched them. Neither of these abusive moments should be considered sweet or romantic. It is not a good representation of ‘Ankko’ or even Andrew himself alone. And I feel I can’t take any criticism of Dianakko in any serious regard from anyone who did feel these moments were “romantic”.

For me, ‘Dianakko’ is not a case of fanservice, it is a matter of representation.

Either on purpose or by accident, Trigger has managed to write one of the most heartfelt and organic depictions in animation of two girls managing to put aside their vast differences and come to closely understand eachother through what at least I would describe as love. I don’t even ‘need’ A Big Damn Kiss or a dramatic declaration of love. I’d rather want an ending more like the ending of The Legend of Korra, with Akko and Diana leaving together on a broom, to work on a shared future and a shared dream, with room for them growing further closer together and figure out what it means for them. Depictions of girls deeply caring for each other and slowly falling in love are rare outside shows not specifically focusing on girls’ love, thus I feel Diana and Akko are important.

I hope that Trigger soon either finally cements a final pairing and gently lets one part down, or that there will be no confirmed endgame romance. Trigger’s vagueness is just tiring at this point.

So I’m sorry Trigger and Andrew, but I’ve actually had enough of this dude.

Work Harder #3

A/N

 Here you go <3 

Season Three came out today so I’ve decided to gift you this in celebration <3 Although it won’t be the same as the celebration on Oki… Some of us know how that went <3

Also, I’m listening to Daddy by PSY and I’m having trouble writing this.

and now This boy is a bottom…

save me

 Okay, now I’m listening to depressing things. Let’s get started. 

ANOTHER A/N THAT I MADE A LONG TIME AFTER

Work Harder has been planned to have at least 7 parts, each with a different theme. There might be more for the purpose of (I just got deja vu writing that) development.

Happy Reading <3

A/N



“Begin training level 18,” Lance spoke out. He prepared himself. The gladiator dropped from the ceiling and onto the floor. Lance shot at the robot, dodging as needed. The gladiator hit Lance with the end of his stick causing Lance to fall back. 

“End training sequence.”

Lance attempted to get up only to fall back in exhaustion. He placed both hands on the ground was finally able to sit up. It took far too much effort just to stand up. He got in four steps before having to grab onto the wall for support. Everything hurt; his legs felt numb, his arms were bruised and heavy and his chest felt as if a car ran over him. 

He limped into his bedroom, stripping down and climbing into the shower so he could wash off the blood and sweat from his body. He fell over twice trying to get the shampoo but luckily didn’t further injure himself.

Once out he dressed in his sleeping gowns that the castle provided and nestled into his bed ready for sleep. 

Though he wasn't prepared for the noise.

Alarms blared loudly and Allura could be heard through the microphones. 

Lance groaned in both annoyance and pain.

He lifted his legs off the bed. The shower had lessened the pain to the point where he could walk again but there was a slight limp on his right from where the robot hit it with its rod. 

He pulled on a white shirt different from his usual attire since he wasn’t able to put last nights clothing into a washing machine. He did, however, keep his jacket to cover the multiple bruises littering his body.

Lance walked into the bridge, everyone staring at him with blank faces. 

Lance cocked his head, “What?”

Allura shook her head, “You’re 10 minutes late.” She walked past the others, “Why?”

Lance looked up through his eyelashes, “Last night I was-”

“Nevermind,” she cut him off, “You’re never on time.”

Lance felt his stomach drop.

I’m sorry.

That was all he wanted to say but he couldn’t get it out.

“I was just-”

“Coran, can you hand me that panel right there?” Allura called out. 

Lance looked down. His headache was coming back and his exhaustion didn’t help.

“Lance, let’s go,” Keith spoke out to him. While Lance was staring off into the distance the other paladins had decided to go to the training room. 

“Oh, uh yeah.”




“Lance, to your left!” Shiro called out. 

Lance dodged and swung his Bayard around to shoot at the robot. Having dead arms, he ended up doing a full circle because he didn’t have the strength to stop himself. 

The gladiator’s strike that was meant for the Cuban male ended up hitting Keith in the back. It shoved Keith into Shiro, causing both to fall into Lance. 

“Lance, what the actual hell was that shit?” Pidge asked from her spot on the floor. 

“Pidge, language,” Shiro groaned. 

“I’m sorry. Lance, what the actual heck was that shit?”

Shiro groaned once more in response. 

“I’m sorry. My mind isn’t in the right place today. Just a bit distracted,” Lance explained. He climbed out from under the other two.

Hunk frowned, “Did you sleep fine?” He put a hand on Lance’s shoulder, “You seemed pretty spooked last night.”

Lance smiled, “Fine, really! Got a good 8 hours!”

Hunk smiled.

“Maybe you could use those eight hours to train more,” Keith grumbled.

Shiro pushed Keith off of him and stood up. “Lance, are you sure you’re good?”

Lance smiled, “Yeah. Let’s just try again?”

Shiro nodded. 

“Start training level 8.” 

Lance shook his head to clear out his thoughts. He took a stance. 

The gladiator dropped down in front of him. It went straight towards him, ignoring the rest. It was as if it was on some auto lock system. 

Lance aimed at the robot, his knee on the ground to keep him steady. He tried to align the robot and the gun but the robot kept jumping into the air. If Lance wasn’t as exhausted he felt he would’ve been able to hit his target.

But then again. He was hurt, tired, and his headache hadn’t gone away.

He pulled the trigger when the gladiator was only a few feet away. It moved out of the way,

hitting Pidge in the stomach.

“End training sequence!” someone shouted. Lance couldn’t see straight. He has shot his team mate.

He hit Pidge.

“I-” Lance tried to say.

“What the hell, Lance?” Keith screamed. He ran over to Pidge who was unconscious. 

“Hunk, go get Coran and tell him to get a pod ready!” Shiro ordered. 

Lance shook his head. 

“Shiro, I-”

“Lance, you’re not helping,” he snapped. Shiro kept his hands on Pidge’s neck, making sure that she still had a pulse.

Keith was furious. “You did this on purpose didn’t you?”

Lance stepped back, “What? No! I-”

“I don’t need a half assed excuse!” He screamed. 

“But I-” Lance tried desperately to speak.

Shiro shook his head, “Lance, I understand that what Pidge said hurt you but this is too far.”

“It wasn’t that! I’m just-”

SHUT UP!” Shiro shouted loudly. Lance couldn’t breathe. Keith was frozen in shock.

“Just-” Shiro took a deep breath, “Go away, Lance.”

Lance looked down. He felt Keith glaring into his back as he turned to walk out. 



Boys Don’t Kiss Boys

Group: Bangtan Boys

Pairing: Yoonmin

Genre: Fluff




Yoongi always liked Jimin the most.

Jimin wasn’t like the other boys. Jimin was different, much kinder. He didn’t want to hit Yoongi or steal his lunch like all the others boy did.

Instead, he wanted to play with Yoongi.

Yoongi always wondered why out of everyone did Jimin chose to be with him. But he was happy because at least he had a friend.

They were on the playground during lunchtime. While everyone else was away playing Yoongi and Jimin were hidden behind the trees playing pretend in one of the many elaborate stories that Yoongi came up with.

This time Jimin was playing a young prince that needed to be saved and Yoongi was the knight in shining armor that was going to save Jimin from the clutches of the evil dragon-a one-eyed teddy bear that they had found in the toys’ room.

“Stop right there,” Yoongi bellowed in his loudest voice to the teddy bear behind which Jimin was quivering with fear.

“What did you say?” Yoongi asked in a dramatic voice.

Jimin cried out louder.

“Do not worry prince for I am here to save you,” Yoongi said to Jimin before returning his attention back to the dragon.

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EXO 101: A Crash Course

Park Chanyeol 

Originally posted by megglesbagels

Soft baby by day, sexy mofo by night. Can do everything?? Sing, rap, dance, cook, act, write and produce music, play the guitar (classical, spanish, lead, and rhythm omg) and the piano and the drums, has the body of an elf king. He’s also AMAZING with children as shown [here - skip to 12:17 and WATCH you won’t regret it] and dogs too! All animals really. He’s Korean Snow White. With abs. And if Snow White was extra. 

Also the kindest soul ever. He’s always smiling, even when he’s down. He literally said, and I quote; “No matter how difficult something is, I will always be positive and smile like an idiot.” His then-girlfriend nicknamed him “Happy Virus.” Constantly buys his members gifts, is very tall (well over six feet), and he’s the most extroverted and sociable person - actually friends with everyone. 10/10 amazing human.  


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by junhyyo

Don’t let him fool you!!! He looks soft but he will fuck you up with his cheeky lil smile and pelvic sorcery and unearthly vocals and uGH. His wit is unparalleled like omg, so sassy and hilarious and sharp. Also a huge nerd when it comes to anime, manga, and video games. Once gave a picture of himself to another member as a gift, the lil shit.  

He’s incredibly passionate about his career and his members, and I think it was Kyungsoo who said that it’s Baek who keeps them all together at times. In summary: Byun Baekhyun is what happens when a demon and an angel do the do. 


D.O./Do Kyungsoo:

Originally posted by sehuntiful

Do Kyungsoo? More like Do Me, Kyungsoo. I’m sorry I’m so thirsty Ksoo…I don’t even know where to begin with this one. First of all, he single-handedly saved the human race from extinction with his voice. He’s savage af, so much so that he’s affectionately nicknamed “Satansoo” and he will smack a bitch. He’s also so soft and squishy at the same time, you’ll get whiplash. And his acTING. Lord in heaven. And I believe he didn’t even have acting lessons?? The nerve of him. He, too, is sex on legs, and he might be quieter than the others, but y’all best listen when he talks cause boy bout to spill the tea. 

He’s also very paternal in that he takes care of the other members a lot, like when Kai, his roommate, isn’t feeling well, he’ll care for him or go out to get food for him. And he can cook really well. I’m gonna stop now before I end up writing an entire dissertation ;’)


Lay/Zhang Yixing

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty

ALSO NOT PURE ABORT ABORT THIS IS NOT A DRILL

Oh my god. Anyway. Zhang Yixing is the perfect contradiction. On the one hand, he’s an actual baby lamb - laugh and all. On the other hand, he’s the human embodiment of the NC-17 rating. Like, hide yo kids. Yixing is also one of the Chinese members of EXO, so he often leaves to promote his solo music which is in Chinese, and he works so incredibly hard and deserves all the success. He also writes the lyrics, and composes and arranges the music! 

And…his dancing. Proof that god exists. There is literally no part of his body that Yixing does not have absolute command over - and you can see it because he is so precise, confident, and sexy. :’) 


Suho/Kim Junmyeon

Originally posted by oohsehunnies

I actually had to cover his face while writing this because holy–

Yup. Moving on. 

Actually, back to his face (and the rest of him): Remember when Da Vinci was conceptualizing the Vitruvian Man (lol only 90′s kids will remember…1490′s kids, that is). You know that picture of the guy with another pair of arms and legs superimposed on him, inside a circle? The drawing theorizing the ideal proportions of the human body? Yup, true story: Junmyeon was Da Vinci’s muse. Suho’s face is so symmetrical, it inspired mathematicians to write the golden ratio. He is a genetic miracle, a statistical outlier, a national treasure–

Anyway *sweats*. ALSO. Let’s talk about his personality. Myeon is the mom of EXO, the leader, so he’s naturally very parental. He actually chose the stage name “Suho” because it means guardian. He always does his best to keep his kids the members together and doing what they need to be doing. Always pays for things ($Junmoney$), and is the person a lot of them confide in and go to for comfort or advice, especially Sehun. 

He’s such a dad too - like his dad joke ratings are off the charts. 10/10 would build you a tree house and tuck you in at night. 


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by sehurn

Maknae. Icon. Legend. Used to have a lisp. 

People sometimes think he’s cold or reserved because of his face, but as you can see in the gif, he’s literal sunshine. He once cried on stage because he was knocked on the head by a camera - but he wasn’t crying because the injury hurt, he was crying because he wasn’t allowed to perform because of it, and he felt like he was disappointing his fans. He also cried during a radio show when asked about his other members - he said every night before he falls asleep, he prays for them and he prays that they all stay together and are successful and happy. And now I’m crying. 

Everyone is in love with him

His dancing resurrected me from the dead, put my children through college, and ended world hunger because damn we are fed when that boy moves. 

Sehun was once invited to Paris for a Louis Vuitton fashion show and became king of France. I’m not kidding. All he did was show up, and there was a huge crowd already there to greet him as if he were royalty, and he was voted best dressed at the show by Vogue. He went to the Louvre, and people were studying and appreciating him, the actual art.  


Chen/Kim Jongdae

Originally posted by dayafterdae

Ah, little dino bby. He’s iconic for many reasons: 

1) His smile. It curls up at the corners like this :}

2) When he laughs, he literally goes HAHAHAHAHA like wow, amazing, I want this as my ringtone

3) He screams a lot. Nickelodeon once made a show about him called Jongdae: The Last Pterodactyl

4) HIS VOCALS. Un-freaking-believable. He’s the male version of Mariah Carey. 

5) Speaks really good Chinese! (He’s Korean) 

6) An amazing human?? He donates to charity so often and he doesn’t do it for publicity either. He takes good care of the other members too. 

Jongdae, let me put a ring on it. 


Xiumin/Kim Minseok

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

HERE WE GO. My precious boy :’)

Minseok. The eldest. Also known as the best person to ever exist. Like Kyungsoo, he doesn’t talk much because he’s a shy lil bean, but once he warms up to you, the things that come out of his mouth are so deep and cute and funny and wowow I want ten of him

Is the least likely to cry

Was chubby (and so adorable!!) as a little kid, and now he has a six pack. Because of his weight as a kid though, he has spoken many times about the issue of body shaming and how people’s perceptions of a person shift based on how they look. He once said these words that made my cold, dead heart beat again: “I don’t have an ideal type. If our hearts match well, then she will look pretty to me.” 

Has the strongest arms in EXO. They all arm wrestled and he won and it was the funniest thing ever. 

Is not only an idol, he’s also getting his Ph.D. Dr. Kim. I can’t believe….

Wants to open his own coffee shop, and I don’t drink coffee, but I would chug any dish-water-coffee-grinds-filth that he would serve me because damn I love him. 


Kai/Kim Jongin

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

R00D MOTHERF*CKER. 

The Bias Wrecker. Or just your bias, plain and simple 

Kim Jongin is one of nature’s greatest accomplishments. His gams are the eighth wonder of the world - and he puts them to use when he dances, like please kick me in the face with those omfg 

His laugh. Astounding. Also don’t stand too close when he laughs because he will hit you. It’s just what he does lmao

He’s basically a hip young old man - so hot but so sleepy. He’ll sleep at any given opportunity. 

Very fond of fried chicken. And dogs. But not in terms of eating, for the latter

Learned ballet for ten years and it shows, and I just wANT TO SEE HIM IN A LEOTARD DAMMIT

He has darker skin than the other members which people used to make fun of him for and still do comment on, but he says he loves it and he is proud of his body :’) we are too bby!!


Other random facts

EXO originally had 12 members but 3 left and we’re not going to talk about it okay? okay

- Chen and Xiumin are married best friends. Xiumin actually said in an interview that Chen is “like my wife” 

- Sehun is now officially Lord Oh Sehun of Glencoe, Scotland because his fans are the most Extra and purchased the estate for his birthday :’) 

- Chanyeol once folded one hundred paper cranes for his girlfriend as a gift, but in the middle of doing this, she called him and broke up with him

- Baekhyun can’t cook for shit but at least he’s pretty 

- Kai dated F(X)’s Krystal 

- Kyungsoo once said to the camera that he is “not pure” 

- Yixing starred in a gay sci-fi movie where he and this other dude have a baby

- Suho is a health nut. Just like how girls always have pads and tampons on them, Suho has multivitamins 


For @the-porcelain-doll-xo because I’m the friend that wants to drag you into hell with me, and I can’t wait for you to get into EXO ahhhhh ily <33

I hate that I love you - Jack Wilder Imagine

Prompt: Reader is an FBI Special Agent who arrests the four Horsemen along with Agent Fuller after they robbed the bank. Unfortunately Reader has met Jack before and they develop a love-hate-relationship.

Authors note: So this is the first imagine I´m putting up on this blog. I had this idea in my head for quite a long time now and I finally wrote it. It got pretty long tho so I forced myself to stop at one point. Since I´m having a lot more ideas for this story there´s probably gonna be a Part 2. I´m sorry for any typos but its currently 4am and I just spent about 3 hours on this so I don’t really feel like editing it right now. I hope whoever reads this likes it tho.

Fandom: Now you see me

Pairing: Jack Wilder x Reader

Warning: There´s like one cuss word 

Word Count:  1.622

„Alright, let´s get those magicians”, I said to Agent Fuller and the rest of our team. We were at the Aria Hotel ready to arrest the so called Horsemen for robbing a bank at their show last night. I had to admit that I thought Fuller was just messing with me when he told me about them. I mean magicians? C´mon these guys are entertainers. However it didn´t matter what they are. What matters is that they somehow managed to rob a bank in Paris from a Las Vegas stage in less than 10 minutes.  We were standing in front of their door silently nodding at each other and then I kicked the door open.

 “FBI! Hands where I can see them!” Fuller and I screamed at the same time. I don’t know what I was expecting but definitely not this. The Horsemen didn’t even flinch. It was as if they were already expecting us. Merritt McKinney was lying on a couch reading and not even bothering to put his book down. It took Agent Fuller to scream at him again so that he let the book rest on his chest and held his hands up. Daniel Atlas was standing at the window with a deck of cards in his hands. At least he put his hands up even though I did not like that smug look on his face. Jack Wilder was what it looked like sleeping on a chair with his feet on a table. I walked over to him with my gun pointed at his chest as he put his hands in the air. He looked rather bored but as soon as he saw me a grin spread on his face.

 “(Y/N), good to see you again. Look, about that last-“ “It´s Agent (Y/L/N) to you”, I cut him off. “C´mon are we really going to the last name calling? It´s not like I don´t know you.” The other Agents gave me questioning looks I simply decided to ignore. I hadn’t told them that I knew Jack Wilder. After all it was none of their business.

 I met him on my way home a few weeks ago when he `accidentally` bumped into me and wanted to apologize by showing me a little card trick. I like magicians and on top of that he was very handsome so I let him. He told me to pick a card, put it back into the deck and then he started to shuffle it.

 “I´m Jack by the way.” His smile was contagious. “(Y/N)” I replied while he cut the deck with one hand and one card shot out of the middle right into his hand. “Is this your card?” I couldn’t help but grin at him. “This is a phone number.” “Yeah it is and you´re free to keep it” His smile was actually the cutest one I had seen in a very long time.  “You know, you said you were going to show me a card trick to make up for bumping into me. You still don´t know what my card was though so I guess I can´t call you because you didn´t keep your promise which doesn´t change anything about you being that asshole who almost made me fall onto the ground and I´m afraid you being so utterly handsome still doesn´t make up for it.” I crossed my arms smiling at him and waiting for his next move.

 He did look surprised for a split second but his grin didn’t vanish. “Well, if you insist.” With a swift movement of his hand the phone number turned into my card - the ace of hearts – with the slight difference of a number being written across the middle of it. “Now, was this your card?” A laugh escaped my lips and I grabbed the card saying: “I guess it was even though I like this version much better.” He wasn´t that much taller than me but that didn’t change the fact that he was looking down at me with a huge smile across his lips. He was just about to say something opening his mouth but I grabbed his wrist and put it quite high on his back. My smile had faded and so had his. Instead he looked pretty shocked. 

“Woah, hey, hold on, hold on.” I kept quiet for a little longer wanting to hear his excuse. “Were you just trying to steal my wallet?” I asked him not very friendly. Yes, he was handsome and yes, I did enjoy that little flirt but I would not let him steal from me. “What? Why would you think that? I-“ I cut him off getting tired of this. “I´m going to stop you right there. I am an FBI Special Agent and I don’t like it when the bad guys are lying to me. Are you doing this to all the girls? Now listen to me very closely. I will let go of you and you won´t run away, do you understand?” He made a huffed noise which I took as a yes. I let go of his arms and he turned around to face me. 

“What? No apology?” I asked arms crossed once again. “You´re from the FBI?” He asked in awe and I had to keep myself of smiling at him because he just looked too cute with disbelief plastered all over his face. “Does that sound like an apology to you?” I must have looked intimidating because after a few seconds of staring at him he sighed and opened his mouth for what I was expecting an apology. “I´m sorry, (Y/N), but I didn’t try to steal anything from you.” That made me raise up my eyebrows. He was actually going to stick to that story. I knew exactly that he wanted to steal my wallet and yet here he stood telling me he didn’t. Pathetic. 

 “Don´t lie to me, Jack. I know what you were about to do but I´m FBI. I don’t deal with pick-pocketers and it´s been a long day so I really wish this wouldn´t have happened. I like you, Jack, and trust me I would´ve called but whatever. Just go now.” His eyebrows went up in surprise. “Are you serious?” “I am but if I ever see you again I promise you I will put you in handcuffs.” A smile started to form on his face and I couldn´t help but smile back. Even if it was just a small smile. “Either way it was still a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N).” “Wish I could say the same thing about you, Jack.” With a last smile and a wink he turned around and walked away.

 And that´s the story of how I met Jack Wilder. I didn´t know he was one of the Four Horsemen but when Fuller showed me their faces I thought one of them looked oddly familiar and when he told me his name was Jack Wilder I immediately recognized him as the guy who had tried to steal my wallet weeks ago. I had to admit that it was nice seeing his face again. The circumstances weren´t so nice though. 

“Like I said, it´s Agent (Y/L/N).” Just in that moment Henley Reeves appeared at the stairs putting on her jacket causing almost all Agents to point their weapons at her. “Do one of you guys mind giving as a hand with our bags?” She asked while she put her hands up. I didn´t like the tone of her voice but it wouldn´t be of any use to call her out on it so I just focused my attention back to Jack. “Let`s go”, Fuller said and I grabbed Jacks arms making him stand up so I could put him into handcuffs. 

“Last time we saw each other you did promise me you would put me into handcuffs, I just thought my charm would prevent you from doing so and instead you´d go on an actual date with me”, he said while I walked him out of the hotel room and led him downstairs. “Shut up, Wilder.” I couldn´t have him talk to me like that in front of my fellow agents or they would start questioning my authority. “No, I´m serious. I really wanted to ask you out but then that happened. I guess some would say it was the universe that brought us here together once again, don´t you think so?” He was messing with me just like McKinney was messing with Fuller but somehow he managed to get the idea of going on a date with him into my head and I couldn´t stop thinking about it. “I said shut the fuck up!” “Hey, no need to scream. I was just stating the fact that I find you very attractive, alright. However I already made myself clear about that last time, didn´t I?”

 These Horsemen had all of this planned, I could feel it. None of them were surprised or showed even the slightest change of emotion when we entered their room and now they were all talking to us as if we were not arresting them. Something was going on and I did not like it. When I sat back in the car next to Fuller he was giving me a questioning look. “Drive.” I didn´t feel like talking right now especially because I knew that he wanted to talk about Jack Wilder and if I did I might accidentally tell him something I didn´t want to speak out loud. Jack Wilder had been spinning around my head since the day I first met him and seeing him again like this didn´t make things any easier for me. God forbid when I need to interrogate him.

Writing tips - Romance

Hey guys! Grim here.

One of my biggest pet peeves in writing is when a romance is poorly done. Many of you have probably already guessed that given the series that I constantly complain about but refuse to name for plausible deniability when it comes to fans finding my posts or potentially being C&D’d if the author’s legal team finds this blog. I sincerely believe that that could happen given some of the stuff that was said to fans of that series when they made a petition for the author to address some of their reasonable complaints.

So, anyway, here are some tips for writing a healthy, believable romance.

1. Mutual respect.

Your romance isn’t going to work if one of the characters is constantly being patronizing or overprotective of the other. It isn’t cute or endearing. It’s worryingly manipulative and abusive. Not things you want to be commending. 

Build a romance with a basis of respect however, and things are moving quickly in the right direction.

2. Familiarity

Okay, here’s where a bit of science comes in. Your likelihood of falling in love with someone (Propinquity. I am probably spelling that wrong. I took the first spellcheck option. Sounds like “per-pink-quitty”.) rises drastically the more time you spend with someone. This is why co-workers tend to have relationships - they see each other nearly every day. For a romance to blossom, you need a high propinquity and a level of familiarity that allows you to have a comfortable conversation, but not to have devolved into a pair of slippers for the other person. So best friends? Plausible, but they may be too familiar at that point.  

3. Westermark  Effect

Spellcheck does not recognize that, so I apologize if I have garbled the spelling. This is the thing that prevents rampant incest. basically, if you are raised in close proximity to someone else, your brain will trigger feelings of disgust at the thought of an intimate relationship with them. It is still possible, of course, but childhood friends may be prevented from entering a relationship because of this.

4. Stalking is not love

Stalking is not love. Most people will not find this attractive in the least. It is creepy and a violation of many laws. It is a major hint to the stalked person that the stalker is a yandere. A yandere for those who do not know (sounds like “yawn-deh-ree”) is a character who is obsessed with another, and will do anything to obtain attention and love from the object of their affection, including murder. Just look at any Let’s Play of the Yandere Simulator test builds. These characters are dangerous and extremely difficult to write well. 

5. Appeal of the tsundere

I include this because the trend nowadays seems to be for tsundere love interests. Also, it has been proven to work in real life. Basically, a tsundere is a character who has a soft side and a harsh side. The most popular format seems to be for the harsh side to be the public face of the character and the soft side to be brought out by the love interest. 

There are many themed cafes in Japan with tsundere waitstaff. The waiter begins by being standoffish i.e. “Oh, so i have to take your order? Great…”, then gradually becomes more and more affectionate to the customer, ending with something like “Hey, I’m really sorry I was so rude to you. Please come again, I can’t wait to take your order next time!”. Psychologically speaking, this appeals to the side of our brains that crave social acceptance, by starting harsh and ending up sweet, the waitstaff trick you into thinking that you have made progress in your relationship with them, which releases happy chemicals and makes us want to see them again. Now, the love interest probably isn’t out to trick anyone, but the same principle applies. 

Tsundere characters can veer into abusive territory alarmingly fast - just see the Wolf Girl and Black Prince anime/manga series in which the titular Wolf Girl winds up in a relationship with the attractive “Prince” of her school, only to discover he has a black heart and is willing to blackmail her. Extremely polarizing anime/manga, to say the least! If you want to write a good tsundere love interest, be sure to check out the above anime and other works featuring the character archetype. (You can see it for free on Crunchyroll - not advertising there.)  

6. Family matters

Okay, I have seen a certain character in a certain work act like she is in a father/daughter relationship with her love interest, and it is freaky. Like, psychological horror movie stuff. She was being held in a rocking chair, told off like a child, sang to sleep, there was a major age gap, it just screamed “She has serious father issues”. It was not healthy. It was not good. Do not write like that.

If you’re writing scenes that are meant to be sweet or fluffy, always ask yourself: “Is this something I would do/associate with a parental figure?” If the answer is yes, cut it out.

Also, in general there is a clause in both the bro code and the sister code that clearly states “Do not date your best friend’s sibling.” If you know someone for more than twenty-four hours, their siblings are off limits. They can happen, and they can be wonderful, lasting relationships, but consider this: if the relationship goes sour, what happens to that friendship? Just be wary.

If a family member disapproves of a love interest, there is usually a valid reason why. Ditto approval. This is also pretty standard for any relationship. Have your character take the reasons into account and make an informed decision about their relationship. Family and their opinions are important that way. 

If a family member wholeheartedly approves or disapproves of someone though, there may be something strange going on there. Alarm bells about the relationship should start going off in your protagonist’s head. “Why is the love interest so perfect in the family’s minds?” or “Are they involved in something shady that my family doesn’t want to tell me?” are both questions that need to be asked in that case. If someone immediately ingratiates themselves with the in-laws or royally ticks them off the relationship may need to be reconsidered.

7. Forced kisses

Not romantic. These are classed as assault in many countries, in fact. Do not do. In general, have the instigator ask politely the first couple of times, at least until they have been in an established romance for a while. When it comes to stuff more intimate than kissing, always have your characters ask, and be sure not to have a sober character agree to intimacy with a drunk or otherwise impaired character - that is called taking advantage at best. Consent is the most important thing here.  

8. Age gaps

There are a few general rules when it comes to writing romances with an age gap. The most common would probably be the five year and ten year rules. These simply state that the age gap should be no larger than five/ten years. A somewhat newer rule goes like this:

(Older love interest’s age/2) + 7 = minimum age of younger love interest

This prevents anyone younger than fourteen from dating and allows a larger age gap as someone gets older and more emotionally mature. I like this rule, it sets a reasonable limit (after all, a sixty year old dating an eighty year old is way less icky than a twenty year old dating a forty year old despite the same age gap applying) and you can calculate this with the calculator app that comes with most phones/PCs.

9. Double standards

Both partners should be equal in the relationship, and that includes the behavior and standards that they are held up to. Allowing a guy to do something horrible to the love interest without repercussions is not acceptable. Allowing a girl to do something horrible to the love interest without repercussions is not acceptable. Gender should not come into it at all.

10. Writing relationships of a different orientation to your own.

Apart from intimate situations, the relationship should be fundamentally the same as one someone of your orientation would enter into. I need say no more.

11. Asexual relationships.

I’m including this because I myself am asexual, and a friend mistakenly thought that meant I did not want any form of romantic relationship. As I explained to my friend, that is not necessarily true, asexual does not mean quite the same thing as aromantic. Asexual people do exist, though sadly there seems to be many misunderstandings and misconceptions. In general, I would explain an asexual character’s sexuality (or my own) as Asexual, –romantic, be that bi, hetero, homo, or aromantic. 

The only difference between an asexual and a non-asexual person is the lack of interest in sleeping with anyone. They could be just indifferent or actually repulsed by the thought of that kind of intimacy. (I actually upchucked a little when a friend described a sexual situation in a fanfic to me once. To this day i am both surprised and disgusted that they found that in a fanfic. To prevent this being a noodle incident, if you are really curious as to what they described to me, see the scene inside the dude’s head in Judge Dredd. Same thing really.)

Only example of this I’ve found in media would be Shelden Cooper from The Big Bang Theory. I don’t really watch it much, Shelden just stands out and sticks in my head.   

If you want to hint that a character is asexual without outright saying it, have them wear a plain black ring on the middle finger of their right hand.

oOo

Okay, I could ramble on for a while longer, but I’ve been typing this for the past few hours, so I’ll leave it at that.

Hope this was helpful! Have a nice day. :)

Love Potion

Request: @bear105 Can you do an imagine where Draco gets a love potion from the Weasley Twins joke shop hoping to use it on the reader please 😁

YAASS!! I literally screamed when I saw this request lmao (Y/F/N means Your Friend’s Name)

Originally posted by hpfansblog

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boyfriend! bae jinyoung
  • kind of like??? a perfectionist
  • used to be your tutor and he legit used that as an excuse to get close
  • i’m not saying that he begged the person who was supposed to be your tutor to take their place but that’s also exactly what i’m saying
  • his explanations are always detailed and easy to understand and plus he’s cute af so u were like what did i do to earn this holy opportunity
  • you always catch him staring at you and he always immediately averts his sight to like an eraser
  • confessed to you after a tutoring session one day
  • he kept on fidgeting with his nails and rubbing his neck and scratching his cheek and just plainly STALLING
  • jinyoung: can you—i mean, i kinda—i just wanna say that I—you’re really, like, pretty AHHH i dont mean that in a creepy way
  • you, screaming internally: 
  • jinyoung: ASFHEOIWAFH i just LIKE you
  • and he shuts his eyes real tight and even crosses his fingers behind his back and prays to god for the best
  • when you say yes he SNAPS his eyes open and his jaw DROPS and he jumps up in disbelief
  • you: i should be the one dying rn wtf
  • you two are just like a couple from a shoujo manga
  • every date is cute and innocent except for that time jinyoung wiped a drop of ice cream from the corner of your mouth with his thumb
  • like….rUDE
  • a sucker for compliments and praise
  • it’s a super effective move and also causes him to have side effects of blushing and giggling smh the boy’s lucky that he cute
  • he didn’t understand why you always called him “bae” like?? is my surname that fun to say???? and later when he found out what it stood for he was like!!!!!! and immediately started calling you bae too hehe
  • IT’S THE FAVORITE AND ONLY PET NAME THAT Y’ALL USE MAN
  • when he had the stye you were like bOY IF YOU DONT R E ST and proceeded to tell him that he better be taking care of himself and jinyoung was like haha it’s fine not a big deal but he was so!!! happy!!!!! to see you care for him!!!!!!!!!
  • his face was roses and sunshine for the next hour daehwi was like wtf aren’t u sick and jinyoung was like yeah :DDDDD
  • after a while he loses his shyness and can boldly and comfortable hold your hand and often casually rests his head on your shoulder
  • sometimes he’ll come up from behind and back hug you and hold your hands and put his head on your shoulder all at the same time 
  • likes it when you hold his arm while walking 
  • aegyo PRINCE he has like 10% shame bc of the corruption he received from jihoon
  • used jihoon’s jeojang on you and you reported him for plagiarizing 
  • actually you two take pictures doing the jeojang pose all the time and spam them to jihoon
  • he texts with at least one emoji in a message and speaks in a rly cute tone 
  • it’s always “"good morning~ 😊” and “"did you eat yet? let’s get pizza!!! 😚” or even “aww i’m sure that you’ll get a better grade next time!! FIGHTING ❤️❤️❤️”
  • jinyoung generally doesn’t like to tell you about his worries and problems because he doesn’t want to burden you but it’s quite easy to tell when his mood is off
  • at first you insisted that telling you would be better than bottling it up but he just shakes his head no and so the only thing you could do was just…repeatedly tell him all the great things and qualities he possesses and hope that he takes it to heart
  • and he does!! after that he learns to start relying on you for his problems and always gives you a peck to deliver his gratitude
  • the boi has his own way of telling you that he loves you BECAUSE HE’S YOUNG AND NOT READY FOR THAT ADULT LANGUAGE SMH
  • it’s through small subtle things…like wrapping a scarf around you…letting you pinch his cheeks…holding you in his arms for no reason in particular…
  • shoujo manga couple amiright

Originally posted by deer-jinyoung

Negan imagines -The Blame Part 9

Originally posted by kendaspntwd

A/N: Doesn’t it feel good to be back?! I have missed this fic and I have missed The Walking Dead. I am so excited for this half of the season and so excited to see where I can take this fic :) So Happy Valentine’s day sweeties and I hope this is okay for y’all :)

Catch up here (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6)(Part 7)(Part 8)

Overall Summary: You’re the one who accidentally led the Saviours to the group cause Negan has an interest in you. Rick’s daughter.

In this chapter: Living with Negan has some conditions. Some conditions you’re not too happy with…

Pairing: Negan x reader, Father!Rick x Daughter!Reader

Word count: 1,622

Warnings: Explicit language, Negan being Negan, 

Your fingers circled over Negan’s chest as it rose and fell with his shallow breathing. He had his eyes closed in bliss and his arm wrapped around you. 

“Negan?” You whispered. Negan hummed in response. However before you could ask what you wanted, a knock on the door interrupted you. 

“What?!” Negan called from his bed. The door opened and in came Dwight along with two other of Negan’s men. 

“Sir. Sorry, Sir.” One of the men apologised as they had interrupted. Negan climbed from the bed and pulled on his jeans. 

“What’s so damn important you just had to interrupt when I specifically said not to?” Negan asked, he tossed you one of his shirts as he had ripped your own and then picked your panties off the floor. He threw them at you with a hearty chuckle.

“Negan.” Dwight reminded him that they had news. 

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misakichan274  asked:

Hey Leela:) I'm still shook from all the live content we've been getting from them lately but too busy irl to actually process it. Among the many many memorable moments, I cant remember you discussing at 26:30 (sorry if you have) how unfiltered and sincere Dan comes through when he goes 'Yeah I think so' to blue bringing out Phil's eyes and then 10 seconds later pouting 'I dont know why you're being like this' ahh they were so annoying in their ungodly levels of compatibility and togetherness:'(

yeahhhh i didn’t address those yesterday!!! haha there were so many things i wanted to talk about but after a point i kind of wanted to stop spamming everyone’s dashes with 1345 posts of me yelling so i decided to pull back a bit :) i do think those two moments were incredible though, and in general i loved the distinct difference in dan’s approach to this whole thing as compared to phil’s. it seems like he made a conscious decision to try to be as supportive and positive as possible of phil’s gameplay which, incidentally, also seems to be the mode that comes most naturally to him, even on dapg when they’re meant to be competing (think of all of the ‘why am i helping you?’  moments.) i know phil was like ‘i’m so used to fighting you’ in order to justify why he was bringing the trash talk to this stream (e.g. repeatedly saying ‘rekt’ whenever dan lost), but then we also know that when they actually play mario kart they make it their goal to get a ‘dan and phil 1-2′ (using dan’s words from the last mario kart video) and that they institute a no-attack pact most of the time, wherein they won’t hit each other so that they basically work together to beat everyone else in the round. which is. gross. obviously. but i think it’s why moments like the ones you mentioned felt so incredibly sincere and natural coming from dan. 

of course the comment about phil’s eyes isn’t really to do with the game, but i think it plays into dan’s overall instinct to just be supportive and complimentary to phil (perhaps especially when he’s under stress) and it was so damn lovely to hear that :) another good moment similar to this, though not regarding phil’s appearance, was when dan turns to the audience and says something like, phil’s been making free content for you for ten years and this is how you repay him??? that instinct to defend him is kind of silly but also completely adorable. it’s also there in the way he reacts to phil doing not-so-well: he admits that phil’s performance was pretty lackluster but repeatedly implies a bunch of times that phil’s only struggling because he’s trying to multitask and bant/respond to the chat while he’s playing, and that if he was just focusing on the game instead he’d be having no issues. it’s like, dan, no one is gonna judge phil by this mario kart performance can u pls chill out lmao. the protectiveness is crazy tbh. 

and then, as you mentioned, the ‘i don’t know why you’re being like this’ said in response to phil yelling ‘i don’t need advice from you, danny lad,’ was also just such a genuine and interesting moment? it’s interesting to think about it from phil’s perspective and wonder if for the purposes of an audience watching them play this he really didn’t want to look like he was leaning at all on dan’s support. but also maybe his whole approach to mario kart as a game is different from dan’s because dan is obviously better than he is, so phil’s competitiveness is actually higher than dan’s for once because he has to try a lot harder to play at the level dan does or even to beat dan, whereas dan doesn’t feel he really has anything to prove. it’s obvious to see from the way he plays that it comes so easy to him. regardless, in this moment it rly felt like dan was saying, i thought it was gonna be us playing as a team and rooting for each other (like we pretty much always do), why are you being this way??? and he seems truly a bit miffed, but still in a good-natured way. super fucking cute. 

another moment along these lines that i really loved was when phil towards the end, as things were getting truly tense, took a page out of dan’s book on dapg and was so emphatic about how dan shouldn’t look at him or breathe near him or talk to him, and dan agrees and tries to focus on the chat. there was one moment (i think around 35:43? but my timestamps might be a bit off i was half asleep when i wrote them down) where phil yells at dan ‘you’re stressing me out’ and dan immediately stops talking and looks away and even blocks his face to read the chat. it’s like his number one instinct is really to help phil win and support him however he can even if it involves trying to stay silent. but of course it lasts all of approximately ten seconds because he actually can’t stop watching phil, so much so that by the end he actually tells people to stop sending superchats because he won’t be reading them, he’s too focused on watching the game and making sure phil wins. and finally, of course, i can’t believe how genuinely fucking excited he got by the end when phil did pull through and win. it was pretty much a throwback to the end of the donkey kong minecart video when dan screams ‘yES!!!’ louder than we’ve possibly ever heard and yells at phil that he’s proud to call him his friend. but at least there they actually were playing together in a co-op game and phil’s success was important to both of them winning as a team. in this live stream, dan had absolutely no stakes in phil winning but he got just as excited as when they’re playing together. he just loves to see phil win, loves to hear people appreciating him, loves sticking up for him even when it’s a dumb and trivial situation w basically no significance objectively,,, maybe he even takes pride in all of it. it was so obvious throughout this stream and all of it was so ridiculously sweet to watch. 

anonymous asked:

please continue that request where Ladybug and Chat are racing to figure out each others identities!

You all requested, and I have delivered! Due to high demand, a continuation of this oneshot!

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Marinette paced the length of her room with vehement determination. Each time foot met floorboard her steps became a little less precise and a little more violent. After a few lengths, she was seething with rage. It was a bit of a childish display, perhaps, taking out her frustration on her innocent floor, but Marinette Dupain-Cheng, part-time heroine of Paris, was officially at her wit’s end.

Finally flopping onto her bed with a huff, Marinette let out a long, exasperated groan into her pillows. As much as she would have loved to blame someone or an invisible force for her misery, she knew full well that it was self-imposed.

She had decided to challenge Chat Noir to a competition, because she was sure that she could figure out his identity before he could ever figure out hers.

The bastard figured it out in one day.

Marinette grabbed the small Chat Noir plush from the corner of her bed and glared at it. The plush smiled back at her, the signature Chat Noir smirk stiched permanently onto its felt complexion. 

“Stop mocking me!” she hissed at it, throwing it back in the corner. She allowed her head to drop like an anchor back into her pillows and thought back to her fruitless attempts over the last couple days to figure out her partner’s identity. 

From what Chat had said at patrol 3 days ago, it seemed that he was someone who knew her, at least as an acquaintance. And he had stated outright that they went to the same school so…

Marinette bolted upright and ran over to her desk, lifting piles of sketches and pulling out last year’s yearbook. She hadn’t looked at it since school ended in June and had nearly forgotten about it. She then ran across her room and found her backpack, rummaging through it to find a thick red Sharpie. As much as she lamented defacing a book full of memories, she knew it was for the good of the investigation. 

“Marinette!” A small bell-like voice interrupted her thoughts. Tikki floated up and rested on the cover of the yearbook, pouting slightly. “It’s 10:15. You’re late for your patrol!”

“I can’t go yet!” Marinette protested. “I still haven’t figured out who Chat Noir is! Hell, I’m not even close! I can’t face him yet!”

“Don’t worry about that, Marinette,” Tikki giggled. “He told you he couldn’t make patrol tonight during the akuma attack this morning. He’s busy! Don’t you remember?” 

Marinette may have been too busy over-analyzing her partner’s every move in a desperate attempt to draw a conclusion to actually pay attention to what he was saying. 

“Alright, alright, I’m going,” Marinette responded. “Tikki, spots on!” She grabbed the sharpie and yearbook before she swung away out of her window. Who said she couldn’t multitask?

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First, she crossed out the faces of every girl so she could see her options more clearly. Next came all the boys who had been akuma victims. Obviously, she couldn’t remember them all, but she was still able to narrow down the pool quite a bit. Next, she eliminated boys based off appearances. Of course, she only crossed out those who looked absolutely nothing like Chat Noir, since she wasn’t sure which features were possibly changed by his transformation. So far, so good.

Ladybug sat near the top of the Eiffel Tower, haunched over the yearbook for about an hour, eliminating boy after boy for various reasons. Too quiet, too short, and when she looked at Adrien, too perfect in every way.

Ladybug crossed off yet another face, her sharpie running low on ink. She then groaned in anger and let her face drop on the pages of the book. What had she missed? She had crossed off every single boy in the school. 

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motel ‘97 - 01

➵ pairing: jungkook x reader  
➵ genre: mafia au, angst, fluff, smut.
➵ warning: violence, crude language, read at own risk.
➵ word count: 1.3K+

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I had come to terms with how shitty this job was, but hey, at least it paid the bills. Sure it’s not the best, but it sure as hell ain’t the worst. Working as a maid for a motel definitely has it cons. Huge messes and spills, only god knows what kind of stains in the sheets. People are quite messy. Not to mention this obnoxious outfit. Black collared shirt tucked into a mid thigh skirt. Doesn’t necessarily scream ‘professionalism’ but this motel is far in the outskirts of the city so it doesn’t really matter anyways. I sighed, brushing my hands off on a towel as I pushed the cart out and into the hallway. “Y/N!” A voice boomed from the end of the hallway. I turned and was met with my friend Minji who was also my roommate. She had long black hair, a few piercings and tattoos all along her arms. “I’m headed home now. I’m stopping at the convenience store on my way, do you need anything?” She asked, reaching for her keys. “Um, no I’m good thanks though! I should be home in…uh..” I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked the time. “9:23 PM” “AI should be home no later than 10. I just need to finish this hallway.” I smiled. “Alright, see ya!” She waved as she pressed the elevator button.

I wheeled the cart over to the next room and pushed open the door. It wasn’t so bad. Just a few sheets here and there and some wrappers. Only one of the beds had been used, the other one untouched. Sheets still tucked in neatly and pillows rested against the headboard.  “Thank you god..” I mumbled. I began collecting the trash and stuffing it into a bag.

I ran my hands over my arms trying to warm them in the slightest. Why was it so damn freezing in this room? I glanced over to see if they had maybe left the window open and it sure was. “Who the hell has the window open and AC running at the same time..” I thought to myself as I pushed myself up off the floor and walked over to shut the window. I ran my hands along the edge of the rim and noticed many cigarettes jammed into it. I ignored it, not bothering to clean it because no one would check anyways. I tightened the lock on the window and resumed my spot on the floor.

I reached over for the last wrapper that had fallen between the bed and the nightstand when my hand brushed against a rough material from underneath the bed. I immediately retreated my hand, surprised by the sudden sensation. I peered my head down underneath the bed and found a black duffle bag. It was unzipped, but I couldn’t exactly tell what the bag contained. I picked up the last wrapper, tossing it into the trash bag before pulling out the duffle bag. My curiosity getting the better of me. I noticed it was quite heavy as I tugged it from out underneath. It really wouldn’t budge. It was probably caught on one of the springs in the bed frame. I kept tugging at it when I came flying back, smacking my head into the bed opposite of me. The contents of the bag spilled out among the carpet and I was shocked to say the least.

Bands of money, guns, IDs,  and passports came spilling out onto the carpet. I quickly snapped out of it and tried my best to shove them back in the bag as quickly as possible. In much of a panic, I didn’t hear the door to the room open and the footsteps approaching until it was right behind me. “Ahmm.” A voice startled me. I whipped my head around and was met with a man glaring at me. He wore all black and had doe-like eyes. Although his stare looks like it could kill someone right now and I was that someone. “I…Um..” I stuttered, unaware of what to say. He looked me up and down taking in my appearance. “Stand up.” He growled, gripping my upper arms and sitting me on the bed. “Don’t try anything. Stay here till I get back.” He said, fishing his phone out of his pocket and walking out into the hallway.

“This is it.. I’m totally fucked now. I’m going to be fired for sure.” I mentally slapped myself in the face for being so stupid. I glanced occasionally between the bag and the door, the materials in the bag suddenly dawning on me. Why does he have all of this? Why are there guns?? Where did he get all of this money? If he has all this money why is he in some shitty motel? A million questions ran across my head, being abruptly cut off by the sound of the door opening. “I don’t know Taehyung. Just tell Namjoon. I’ll be there shortly.” He said frustrated, jamming his phone back into his pocket. “Look.. I’m really sorry, please don’t tell the manager. I can give you money or anything, just please. I can’t get fired right now.” I pleaded. After all you lived in a decent sized apartment. It was quite nice for the price you bought it at, but rent was a pain in the ass. Minji was super sweet and offered to pay your half of the rent occasionally, but you couldn’t let her do such a thing. On top of working to become a freelance writer for magazines, that also had it’s own set of pays and money required.

“I won’t tell the manager.” He agreed. I let out a breath of relief that was cut short as well as words left his mouth again. “But, you’re not off the hook.” He informed, moving over to sit in the desk chair diagonal to me. “See.. ah…” He paused, pointing at me, indicating he wanted my name. “Y/N.” I gulped. “See now Y/N. I can’t just let you easily walk out of this room. Not after what you’ve seen with those pretty eyes of yours.” He smirked, leaning forward resting his lower arms on his knees. “I don’t.. I won’t tell anyone. I promise.” I fretted. “Promises don’t mean shit in my world honey. Actions do.” He smiled. He abruptly stood up and grabbed my arm again dragging me towards the door. “Now, we are going to walk out of this motel and you aren’t going to say shit. You try to run, scream, draw any attention to us…” He seethed lowering his face to mine. “You’re going to regret it. So so so soooo much.” He taunted.

He gripped the doorknob and ushered me out into the hallway. He intertwined his hands with mine and began walking towards the elevator. “I’m so fucked. What does he mean? What does he want? Where are we going?” My phone vibrated in my pocket and I took my free hand and pulled it out of my pocket. Shielding it from whoever this guy was. It was Minji.

From Minji: ~ Hey, everything alright? You said you would be home by 10. Just checkin up.

I glanced at the time and it was 10:20PM. I mentally cursed and slowed my pace. “What?” He said, stopping in his tracks. I tried to shield my phone from him but failed miserably. “Aish.. What do we have now?” He mocked me like a child. He snatched my phone and read over the text before typing a reply and pressing send. 

To Minji: ~ Yeah I’m fine! A friend invited me out and I think I’ll just crash at their place tonight :)

He shoved my phone in his pocket and grabbed my hand again, leaving me completely helpless.


(a/n: hi hello lol I just created this page because I’ve started to get back into writing and i’ve always wanted to create a bts fiction page and hopefully this doesn’t crash and burn lmao!! )

Sundays with Spideypool #10

SUNDAYS WITH SPIDEYPOOL MASTERLIST HERE

For @bi-llytheplatypus who requested Deadpool comforting lonely Peter.

(This takes place after The Amazing Spiderman Two– lets assume Gwen didn’t actually die and that she got on the plane and left for Oxford)

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Peter didn’t know how long he had been sitting on the rooftop staring out into the distance, but it was getting cold and he should probably be on patrol, or at the very least inside where he wouldn’t die of hypothermia.

But he couldn’t seem to make himself move, even hours after the plane had taken off from the airport and set off for England, carrying the girl he loved and quite possibly his entire world away from him towards a better life.

A better life that didn’t involve Spiderman.

Peter couldn’t blame her. Wanted to hate her but definitely couldn’t do that. Wanted to scream out loud at how awful it all was, wanted to tear buildings down in his grief, wanting to wrap his arms around her and beg her to stay, but he had already told her to go.

So here he sat. Freezing and alone and too numb clear to his soul to care about it.

“Kid, what the fuck are you doing out here?”  A deep voice, familiar and not in an all together unwelcome way, and Deadpool plopped down next to him. “It’s like three am, do your parents know where you are?”

Peter smiled a little, because he had forgotten he wasn’t wearing his suit, and all Wade saw was some college kid way too high on a building at a sketchy time of night wearing a t shirt and staring at the airport.

“Hey, Pool.” Peter kept his voice quiet, but let it stay at it’s usual pitch, not lowering it like he did when he was behind the mask. “Shouldn’t you be out fighting with Spider-man or something?”

“Spandex-man can wait. Seriously what are you doing out here so late? This isn’t safe.” Deadpool shook his head. “This might be terrible for my reputation as a total bad ass, but let me walk you home cuz a pretty thing like you is gonna get mugged or kidnapped or just fall right the fuck off this building and die which would be a damn shame. Honestly kid, what are you doing up here?”

“My girlfriend just left. Her name is Gwen and she left me and I– I don’t know what to do.” Peter whispered, and he hated so much that tears came to his eyes, but it was all still so raw and at least when he was Spidey, Deadpool was one of his closest friends and having him so close was wreaking havoc on his emotional stability. “She just got on a plane and left and needed a life without me and I didn’t want to stop her. Well I did, but I couldn’t. She deserves more than what I can give her and now she’s gone and–” tears for real then, and Peter drew his knees up to his chest and dropped his head into them to try and hide.

“Hey. Hey come on.” Wade slung a big arm around his shoulders and tugged him close. “Don’t be freaked out, I’m just trying to be nice. Come here.”

Peter probably should have pulled away, because that’s what a normal kid would have done if a mercenary with katanas strapped to his back and a mask on tried to hold him– but Peter wasn’t a normal kid, and Wade had held Spidey more than once and stitched him back together, so this wasn’t all that different, was it?

So he leaned into Wade’s chest and wrapped his arms around his waist and cried until he just couldn’t anymore, and Wade held him the entire time, petting at his hair and cuddling him closer and closer until Peter was practically sitting on his lap but neither one of them made any effort to move away, so Peter just cried some more.

“Look, I’m real sorry about your girl.” Wade finally said when Peter’s sobs had turned into hiccups. “But you’re young, you know? And obviously you know it’s for the best that she leaves, which tells me that you honestly love her, because that’s what it’s about, you know? Making sure that she has what she wants, and the things that will make her life better, and if you don’t make her life better then—-” a shrug, and Peter nodded in agreement.

“But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. Don’t mean that you aren’t thinking about throwing yourself off this building cuz sometimes when it hurts this much that seems like the only way out, but it’s not. I promise. You gotta stand up and keep right on going, and I’m not saying it’s gonna stop hurting because let me tell ya, when my girl left me I thought I wouldn’t get past it, and it didn’t seem like life was even worth it, but it was and eventually I could see that.”

“I still sorta startle when I see someone who looks like her, or I hear a song and am a goddamn mess, and some days I want to stay home and eat all my sad away, so that’s what I do. No one says you gotta cope all at once, but you do have to cope. Alright?”

“Yeah.” Peter scrubbed at his face and leaned away. “Yeah. Thanks.”

“And baby boy.” Peter’s eyes widened at the nickname, and widened even more when Wade reached out and cupped his jaw. “Next time you need to just fucking cry because life sucks, why don’t you just call me and I’ll come over? You don’t gotta make me hunt all over the goddamn city for you huh?”

“What– you know it–”

“You called me Pool.” Wade tucked him close again. “And the only person in the world who does that wears Spandex and flings webs. Also you came right to me when I grabbed you and who does that? Honestly Spidey? What college kid trusts a man in a mask to hold him on a rooftop. You could at least try to act like you don’t know me.”

“Oh.” Peter probably should have been upset but he wasn’t, he just burrowed closer. “I left snot on your suit.”

“You’re disgusting.” Wade said calmly, running a hand down his back. “I’m real sorry about Gwen, Spidey. I didn’t even know you had a girlfriend, but it does make sense now why you have turned down all my attempts to get at that booty.”

“Wade.” Peter complained but he grinned and Wade hugged him briefly before standing to his feet and dumping Peter off his lap unceremoniously.

“Now. You still got a city to save, right? Spandex up and let’s get going. I’m not saying you have to cope with all this right now, but we’ve had a nice girly moment and now you need to remember that the world is still turning.”

“Thanks Wade.” Peter nodded. “I um– thank you.”

“I got your back, Spidey.” Wade winked– or his mask did, which would never cease to creep Peter out– and turned around, hiding his face. “I won’t look. Strip down and suit up and lets go.”  

Peter hugged Wade one more time after he had his mask on, and Wade held him tight for just a minute before shoving him away, muttering something about his reputation and chick flick moments and ridiculous children wearing masks and how far the airport was from his house. ‘

Peter sent one last look at the airport, and headed out on patrol.

The world was going to keep turning. 

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Eight years pt. 3 (M)

A/N- Hi, thank you everyone for your kind words and for following the series. I would also like to thank admin Cabam for helping me with the storey line, your a doll. I love you :) The smuts for you ;)

Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 4 ~

This scenario contains sexual and mature themes. You have been warned! Also it got a little kinky, I don’t know what’s a little though…

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Originally posted by cuteguk


“Please, Y/N. I love you.”

Where they not the words you wanted to her since you had meet Jungkook? Yeah, they were but they’re a decade late… Where was he when you cried to your mom about being in love with the oblivious idiot. How were you even meant to react? Did you even still love him? You stood there gobsmacked at his confession.

“Mr Jeon, what are you doing here?” Hoseok asks as he walks up the hall to your door. Jungkook never takes his eyes off of yours.

“I had to speak with Y/N urgently.” You can’t take your eyes off of his either. What should you do? Go with Hoseok, or talk to Jungkook. Both men standing in front of you. The past came flooding into your heart, the pain he caused you. He didn’t even notice, did he even care? It was his turn to see you walk away.

“I think we can handle this tomorrow, or Monday Mr Jeon.” You grab your coat and phone, closing the door behind you. Jungkook looks hurt, now he knows how you felt all those years ago. Hoseok let’s you walk in front of him, his had landing on the small of your back.

Your date with Hoseok was great. He was legit sunshine. His laugh, his smile, the way he was so passionate about his work, it was so attractive. It was probably the best date you have ever had, but sadly your mind was still on a certain someone. Jungkook. 

He just wouldn’t stop invading your life lately. He was every where. The one place you felt safe, home, was now over taken by his sad face, and love confession. All you could think about was he actually tell you the truth. Did he love you?

You didn’t have sex with Hoseok. You didn’t feel it would be fair from him or Jungkook, or you. You needed to get your little shit of emotions together. Could you been in a relationship with Jungkook, is that what he wanted. Or did he want a quick fuck? There was a lot of questions to be answered, but once you open them there is no turning back.

Monday morning came way to quickly for your likely. You were nervous to say the least. Will it be awkward with Jungkook? Most definitely. You got dressed in your usual work attire, a tight black pencil skirt and a white blouse. Paired with black heels and your trench coat. You leave for work, your stomach in churning. Your first meeting was with Jungkook, your whole day was with Jungkook.

You go straight to Jungkook’s office to start your day. You say hello to his a assistant.

“He’s in a horrible mood today.” She in forms you. Well shit…. 

You knock his office door and walk in. He’s his back turned to you, texting someone. He turns and gestures you to take a seat, you do. It’s a few minutes later when he finally speaks.

“We have a meeting with the Lee’s in thirty minutes. Be ready.” He doesn’t even look at you. He can’t seriously be mad that you went out with Hoseok. He was there ready to take you out, you couldn’t say no. You dismiss your self and get ready for the meeting.

When the meeting started, Jungkook usual sits at the top of the table, but not today. He sat beside you. Which kinda killed you, because he was so beautiful. You never realised how much you missed him. He was your everyday for years, cutting that off killed you. Right now you just wanted to hug him, hear what he has to say, cry…. It was painful to see the once bubble of happiness, was now a cold stare that wouldn’t look your way.

When it came to your last meeting of the day, Jungkook only talked to you about work that was it. He didn’t even say good bye back to you when you were leaving. Tears were beginning to sting your eyes. You fled from the building, taking a huge gasp of air when you finally got out the door. Your phone started to ring, you didn’t even lot a the caller ID. You just answered.

“Hello?” You said trying not to sound like your about to cry.

“Y/N, thank god you answered. Our baby sitter cancelled on us and we need to leave for the ball in less then 20 minutes. Could you save us and baby sit the kids?” Seokjin asked he sounded desperate. 

“Of course I will. I’ll be there 10.” You hang up the phone and get in a taxi.


When you get to the door, you didn’t even knock and the door is flying open.

“”Thank you so much Y/N, you’re a life saver.” Seokjin says, as he helps his very pregnant wife out the door.

“We called a friend to help you with the two of them, there a handful for just one person.” Moonbyul shouts from the car.

“Okay thank you, have a good time.” You wave them off and close the door. You take your heels off your shoes and walk into the kids play room. Jinyoung and Mark jump up to greet you. You often minded them for Seokjin and Moonbyul. You were playing with them on the floor when the doorbell rang. You got up with the boys, you guessed this was your helping hand. You open the door… well shit.

“Jungkook, what are you doing here?” You ask opening the door wider to let him in.

“Kookie!” Both the boys shout and jump on Jungkook.

“Hey guys, It’s been a while.” He hugs both boys tight. The sight makes you think, what if it was you and Jungkook who had kids, were married, were happy… 

“Jin called me, he said you would need help with the boys.” He puts the boys down. “How about we go play.” Jungkook runs off with the boys. You decide to make them their dinner, you hadn’t eaten since lunch. So you were starving. You made do with what they had in their fridge. Whipping up a chicken stir fry.

“Boys, dinner!” You shout from the kitchen door. They come running in screaming, they take there seats. Jungkook just stands in the door way.

“I made you some too.” You say pointing to the plate on the table. You take your seat beside Jingyound and Jungkook across from you with Mark. Jinyoung was only three so you helped him eat his food. You could see Jungkook staring at you. It was intimidating.

After dinner the boys had made quite a mess eating, so you run them a bath. They played happily with there toys, splashing about, getting your blouse drenched. You and Jungkook dry the boys and put them to bed. Jungkook sings to them, your heart literally melted. You both leave them to sleep, and you go to wash the kitchen up. You don’t hear Jungkook walk in, until he’s putting his lips to your hear.

“You should probably change your shirt, I can see through it.” You whirl around. You had forgotten that you fot wet and that your blouse was white. You smack his arm.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” You ask, covering yourself with your arms.

“I wanted to see your bra.” He smirks. “It’s very pretty on you, you look… sexy.” He bites his lip. Fuck well now your panties are soaked too.

“Pervert.” You mumble under your breathe. You go and try to find a jumper of Jins you could wear. When you got back Jungkook was sitting on the couch watching the t.v. You sit on the other end of the couch.

“Jungkook, I um.. I’m sorry about Friday.” Jungkook wenches at the thought. 

“You don’t have to be. Was he able to satisfy your desire to have me touch you.” He snaps, obviously annoyed with you.

“I didn’t have sex with Hoseok and even if I did I have no reason to be sorry. I did nothing wrong. Your the one that just dropped a bomb like that.” You snap back.

“I dropped the bomb? You the one that said you loved me since we were little first, why can’t I do the same. I did, I do!” He shouts back. Your both to heated, that you didn’t notice Jin and Moonbyul walk in.

“Is everything okay?” Seokjin says, catching your attention. You stand up and make your way to the hall.

“Yeah of course. I’ll see you guys later.” You hug them both and grab all your stuff and leave. Your walking down the street to get a taxi, when you hear your name being called. You know it’s Jungkook, you can’t let him see the tears that are beginning to fall. Crying for him like you were eight years ago. You get in the taxi leaving Jungkook on the pavement, he was so close.

Work today fro you was much like yesterday, but this time it was you who was the quite one. Jungkook was respecting you at work, leaving you be. It wasn’t till you were cleaning up after the meeting that Jungkook spoke up. It was just you and him in his office.

“Y/N, let’s talk.” He says softly. You nod your head no and start to leave with your files. Jungkook rushes over from his desk and stands in front of the door. “Please, please just talk to me. Seeing you sad is killing me.” You look up at him, you can see the regret on his face.

“I have a meeting Sir.” You walk past him, opening the door and leaving. You weren’t ready. And not at work. 


It had been such a long day, you couldn’t wait to go home, eat take out and catch up on some dramas. As you walked out it started to rain very heavy, you groaned with no taxis in sight you start to walk, getting drenched. A black lamborghini pulls up in front of you, the window goes down.

“Y/N, get in. I’ll take you home.” Jungkook says with a smile.

“No, I can walk.” You bluntly say and start to walk in the direction of your home.

“Y/N, get in the car!” Jungkook shouts following you with his car. The rain is dripping down your face, your coat has failed you it soaked through.

“No!” You shout back continuing to walk home. Jungkook pulls over. He gets out of his car and runs over to you, his hair is already dripping wet. He steps in front of you.

“Jeon Jungkook are you crazy! Your suit is ruined now!” You shout at him for being so careless about his expensive suit.

“Yes I must be crazy, because I’m so madly in love with you and I keep letting you walk away from me. But that’s it!” He takes cups your face and kisses you. It takes you a moment before you start to move your lips against his, its passionate. It’s what you’ve wanted his your were fourteen, to kiss Jeon Jungkook. You put one hand on his neck and one hand in his hair, deepening the kiss. He wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you off the ground slightly. You both pull apart, resting his fore head against yours, he smiles.

“I’ve wanted to do that forever.” He kisses your nose, setting you back on the ground.

“Me too.” You giggle.

“Can I take you home.” He asks. 

“Yes.” He takes your hand and guides you to the car. Opening the car door for you, you slide in and he goes to the drivers side, talking his seat.

Jungkook doesn’t take you to your apartment, he takes you to his. As soon as he closes the door to his apartment, he’s kissing you. Taking off your wet clothes and his. He tears your coat and blouse off, still in a heated kiss. You kick off your heels, and push his suit jacket off and start to unbutton his shirt. He starts to walk you backwards to his bedroom. You finally get his shirt unbuttoned, pushing it off his broad shoulders. He pushes your skirt up your thighs, so he can lift you up. He has a firm grip on your ass, you wrap your legs around his waist.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” He smiles into the kiss, you can’t help but smile back. As he walks you through his apartment to get to his bedroom, you kiss down his neck. You make sure to leave marks where people can’t see them tomorrow in work. He sets you down on the queen sized bed. You back up till your in the middle of the bed, Jungkook crawls up you, leaving kisses and marks all up your stomach and breasts. He flips you over so your on laying on your belly, he unzips your skirt and yanks it down and pulls it off you. Leaving you in your black lacy lingerie. Jungkook bends down to kiss your ass and.. did he just bite it… Yep! You moan loudly, as he continues to grope, bite, kiss and smack your ass. It was so passionate, hot and kinky. Did you say kinky, cause it was hella kinky… not that you minded tho. He unclasps your bra and turns you back around.

“God, do you even know how much I dreamed about this?” He throws your bra away. He leans down to take your breast in his mouth, tugging on the nipple and sucking, while his fingers play with the other. Your a moaning mess under him. He starts to slid down your body, kissing down till he reaches your panties. He looks up at you and smirks. He starts to pull your panties down with his teeth, maintaining eye contact with you, fuck this boy has no mercy. 

“Baby girl, you’re so wet already.” Jungkook smirks up at you from between your thighs. He kissed your thighs, then finally he kisses your pussy. He starts to lick up and down your slit, making your hips buck up into his face. But he holds your hips down with one hand. “Don’t do that baby girl.”

“Sorry daddy.” Your eyes widen by that slip of the tongue, you put your hand over your mouth.

“Did you just call me daddy?” Jungkook says, stopping his tongue.

“Mhmm…. no.” You giggle. Jungkook chuckles.

“You can’t take it back now. And anyway, I like being your daddy.” He has a cocky ass smirk on his face, you love it. He starts to eat you out again. Slipping two fingers into your core, thrusting them in and out of you. He’s sucking on your clit, while his free hand massages your breast. Your moaning his name, along with his new claimed bed name. No one has ever made you feel as good as Jungkook is right now, hes making you cum so fast, you’ll get whiplash. Once hes finished licking up your cum, he takes off his pants and boxers, sighing in relief that the tight fabric is off, letting his erection spring free. He’s bigger then you thought.

“Fuck your so sexy.” You say, pulling him flush against you, grinding your hips up into him, making him groan. You both kiss, as he starts to push in your folds. He kisses down your jaw, as he waits for you to stretch to his size. He starts to move, kissing your sweet spot on your neck. He’s not pounding into like you thought he would. It’s passionate, slow, like he’s savouring every movement, every touch.

“I love you.” He puts his fore head to yours, looking into your eyes, as he fuck you deep and slow. Each thrust is hitting your g-spot each time, making your orgasm hit you. A wave of pleasure falling over the both of you. Your walls tighten around his member, making him cum inside you, his seed filling you up. He continues to thrust into you, riding out both your highs. He collapses on top of you, both of you panting from your orgasms. Your running your fingers through his hair, as he kisses your neck.

“I love you, too.” 


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RFA (+ V, Saeran & Vanderwood) Reacting to an MC with a Prankster Brother

*SPOILERS* Yoosung Kim:
▪The minute you told Yoosung your brother was actually attending the RFA party, he nearly screamed
▪but he????kissed you????
▪and publicly called you a cute lady???
▪"Hi, I’m MC’s brother, you want to date my sister?“
▪PaNiC at the disco
▪tries to backtrack so much
▪"Umm…I mean….uh….“
▪"I’ll let you have my sister’s hand…if you can beat me in a match”
▪gets kind of excited because he thinks your brother meant in LOLOL
▪when Yoosung asks what guild your brother is in, he isn’t quite expecting him to be a real swordsman
▪(or at least he thinks lololol)
▪panics
▪707 gets in on this too and tries to throw him off course by listing off “important” techniques like the Cat Dragon Sneeze and the Bologna Sandwich
▪god bless this boy but he still loses
▪doesn’t look you in the eye for a full week because he’s scared that he isn’t worthy of you
▪eventually learns later on that the entire thing was a joke but is still wary of your brother from now on

Zen

▪laughs it off and plays along
▪I mean
▪he’s literally an actor what do you expect
▪gets down on one knee and kisses your hand
▪"Don’t worry, princess, I’ll win your hand”
▪he winks and like 99.999% of the fans in attendance start swooning Jaehee rotates between nearly fainting and taking 500 selfies for “artistic purposes”
▪definitely dresses up in the full costume and serenades you beforehand
▪wins
▪what did you expect??
▪on the flip side, he thinks your brother is pretty funny

Jaehee Kang

▪fighting Jaehee? Did you mean: better think again pal lmao my waifu is a trained black belt in judo haha get rekd m8
▪she’s completely calm when he challenges her to the duel, but is confused when she literally drops her clipboard and raises her fists
▪your brother laughs at first
▪your girlfriend thinks she can win a sword fight with her bare hands?
you’re damn right she can
▪literally beats him within seconds and still has time to check over the party schedule before the guests arrive

Jumin Han
▪Umm…excuse me?
▪he won’t lie to you, he’s kind of weirded out
▪immediately tightens his arm around your waist and looks down his nose at your brother
▪your brother wasn’t expecting Jumin to be so cold, in fact he was hoping to break him out of his shell
▪you hide your face in your hands and Jumin, seeing a chance to please you, takes the stupid foam sword
▪Zen is howling from laughter in the background
▪Seven is rushing to get everything on camera
▪Yoosung is trying to get tips for LOLOL
▪and Jaehee is trying to drink away the pain of her boss sword fighting someone in a public setting
▪literally lifts the sword and pokes your brother in the arm awkwardly
▪"I win"
▪your brother is so confused

707
▪707 DEFENDER OF JUSTICE HAS BEEN WAITING ON THIS MOMENT FOREVER
▪like Zen, he dresses up in a full suit of armor and has an entire speech planned out
▪and if you think he doesn’t own a fully-functional sword then you are sadly mistaken
▪ but the blade is so sharp???
▪Saeyoung wtf why do you own this
▪"SO I CAN PROTECT YOU, MY LOVE!“
▪no I’m being serious, please put the sword down
▪"dO yOu SeE mY lOvE aS a FaRcE, mC????”
▪jfc just calm down
▪he does end up winning the duel but also ends up cutting a curtain in two and impaling a nearby chocolate cake right in the middle
▪At least the cake is cut now though, right? *cue Jaehee’s eye twitching spastically*
▪Seven now has a new pranking buddy!!!!

Saeran
▪10/10 was actually going to stab your brother
▪pls take the sword away

V
▪Seven offers to help him out and be his “eyes” but V quickly says no
▪Anyway, your brother sees how genuine and kind V is and doesn’t want to push him
▪legit loves him like his own brother and messes with anyone but V

Vanderwood
▪"tch"
▪more aggravated that your brother is wasting his time than anything
▪does not put up with this
▪straight up walks outta that joint with his hand on your lower back, he does not care at all

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