i stayed up way too late making this

you know what i love. i love platonic marichat. not even to drag romantic marichat just platonic marichat by itself is so good.

  • video games. chat’s claws make it hard to handle the controller. they wager cookies and marinette lets him win sometimes.
  • sometimes chat has bad days and sneaks out to see marinette at night because she always gives the best pep talks and lets him have sugary food too
  • the fashion??? he’s so interested in her designs and models half-finished clothes for her. they stay up way too late working on hats.
  • crushes. chat noir won’t shut the fuck up about ladybug until marinette starts talking about her crush on a boy in her class. he makes not a peep.
  • he has to see those photos of himself in her room too like cmon
  • “hey do you wanna play a video game”
    “yeah let me turn on the computer”
    “oh my god is that me”
    “what”
    “what”
  • jsut let me
  • have
You know,
I get drunk when it hurts
and sometimes it’s a blade to the skin.
When I’m angry I kick and scream,
I break things just for the hell of it,
just to see something as broken as I am.
Someone touched me too soon,
apparently blood isn’t thicker than water.
I was left before I breathed my first breath of life,
I never felt as though I was somebody’s daughter.
I only feel useful when I’m being used
and I crave to be hurt again,
sick right?
I stay up late at night
contemplating taking my life,
I count backwards,
then I find myself at zero again with the same dreadful feeling lingering over my head.
I don’t eat enough
or I eat too much,
either way I turn away from the mirror.
I push those closest to me away,
intimacy issues crawling out of my chest.
I will turn you into me,
I will make you ugly,
run while you can still leave.
—  I promise you don’t want to ‘get to know’ me.
Masterlist - Updated 30/4/17

Originally posted by sebastiansource

- read my masterlist here . Please come and let me know your favourites -

Series

Training With Bucky - A series of connected one shots of what’s like to train with Bucky Barnes based off these headcanons here - Part 1

Ficmas - A series of christmas drabbles - Masterlist

Daddy Drabbles - A series of drabbles which detail the adventures of our favourite characters as fathers - Masterlist

100 Kinks - 100 kinky drabbles to celebrate Bucky’s 100th birthday (smut)

Front Line Love - Reader a nurse during WW2 finds herself at the same camp as Bucky. - Part 1, Part 2 (smut)

Riding in cars with boys - A smutty drabble series featuring all our favourite Sebastian Stan characters in cars, so come along for the ride. - Part 1: Carter

Bucky x Reader- Prompt drabbles

“I’m tired of being your secret”/“Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking” (SMUT)

“Will you just tell me the truth?”

“You don’t need to protect me”/“Didn’t realise I needed your permission”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

Bucky + knives + dirty talk (SMUT)

Under the table at black tie gala (SMUT")

“It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”

“Welcome to fatherhood”

“Stop being so cute”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

“I’m not buying IKEA furniture again.”

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for him. (after tronnor broke up)

We were runnin’ so fast
And we never looked back
And whatever I lacked, you made up
We made a really good team
Said I’m never gonna leave
We had this crazy chemistry
Between us

Jumped into your car anytime we were bored
Wearing anything and everything that you ever wore
Making new clichés on own little tour
Let’s ride

You never should’ve said I love you now I’ve left you blue
Remember all the shooting stars and all the silver moons?
Dirty, messy shades of purple out of red and blue
Bet you wish you didn’t know me, now you’re lonely
I’ll always miss you
I’ll always miss you, you

We were staying up late
On our private little dates
Staying over your place, how cheesy
And we took jokes way too far
Cause sometimes loving’s too hard
I think we might be better apart
We are, we are, we are

You never should’ve said I love you now I’ve left you blue
Remember all the shooting stars and all the silver moons?
Dirty, messy shades of purple out of red and blue
Bet you wish you didn’t know me, now you’re lonely
I’ll always miss you
I’ll always miss you, you

We weren’t a commercial for everyone else
We went out for coffee and kept to ourselves
We made little homes out of 3 star hotels
And I know what you’re feeling
Hope you’re healing as well

You never should’ve said I love you now I’ve left you blue
Remember all the shooting stars and all the silver moons?
Dirty, messy shades of purple out of red and blue
Bet you wish you didn’t know me, now you’re lonely
I’ll always miss you
I’ll always miss you, you

Owari no Seraph Chapter 57 TRANSLATED

Part One: Read Here!

Part Two: Read Here!

Part Three: Read Here!

Part Four: Read Here!

Translations by: @panadabro​ (Thank you for dying with me.)

Editing by: @lestkarrkingofeurope​ (It’s 2 AM I’m going to hate myself so much in the morning…)

(( I don’t have much to say except - HOLY HELL I WAS NOT EXPECTING FOR, OF ALL PEOPLE, SHIKAMA DOJI TO BE THE FIRST PROGENITOR??? AND NOW THE FANDOM IS ON FIRE AND PEOPLE ARE REVIVING BC OF THIS HUGE REVEAL AND I JUST??? HELLO WELCOME BACK EVERYONE PLEASE ENJOY YOUR ETERNAL STAY HERE IN THIS HELL AAAAAAAAAAA But also of course I still have to ask the age-old question… WHERE IS LEST KARR AAAAAAAA - Okay I’m done :DDD Please enjoy reading the chapter!!! ))


(( Okay normally I would make an effort to put a long note here, just to review what I think and stuff about the newest chapter - AND BOY DO I DO but goddamn I’ve already stayed up way too late, and I’m going to hate myself so much tomorrow so WHATEVER BLEGH LET’S BE QUICK!

TEXT WAS SOMEWHAT SMALL IN A FEW PARTS, AND DIALOGUE WAS HARD TO BREAK UP AND EDIT SO IF SOME STUFF DOESN’T MAKE SENSE OR IS HARD TO READ I AM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!

DAMN SHINOA GOT THE BEST DEMON OUT OF EVERYONE HERE LOLOLOL BUT I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE HOW THE VAMPIRES WOULD REACT IF THEY SAW SHIKAMA this is mainly just an excuse for me to want to see Lest being angry or sad I don’t know just give me more of my son please AAAAAA

Alright I got more to say but whatever sleep calls for me so PLEASE ENJOY AND HAVE FUN READING! ))

thebaehood  asked:

How would both Yuri and Beka be with kids- their own and other people's?

oh boy

  • Otabek loves kids, and they love him back. 
  • Otabek’s one of the eldest in his family, and was raised with lots of baby cousins so he’s always known how to treat babies and take care of younger kids. 
  • Otabek often got stuck on babysitter duty during family events, but he never minded at all. Extremely patient yet firm, he’s good at humouring and entertaining kids, but they also respect him and tend to do what he says.
  • His affection towards kids really only grew when his baby sister was born. He always asked his mother if he could hold her, and would stroke her fine baby hairs as she napped. 
  • The first time she gripped his finger, Otabek made a promise to protect her forever.
  • On the other hand, Yuri doesn’t like kids at all (but they always want to talk to him for reasons unbeknownst to him), and has absolutely no idea how to handle them.
  • Yuri never grew up with a lot of family and so the only kids he interacted with were those around him at skating practice - and he ignored them when he could.
  • Yuri never censors himself and does not have the patience to humour or baby talk children, which often gets him in trouble. He tends to be too blunt with them.
  • He may or may not have made a kid cry by telling them to piss off.
  • Yuri hates how many questions they ask and how they tend to want to touch everything, and he can’t count how many times he’s been kept awake on a flight because of some crying baby.
  • Things started to change when he first met Yuuri and Viktor’s child.
  • Though he scowled and cussed at Viktor and was practically chased from room to room, Yuri’s first experience with holding a baby was at the age of 20. Yuuri had sat him down on the couch and gently passed over his and Viktor’s napping newborn into Yuri’s arms, watching as Yuri’s expression of pure terror slowly eased.
  • Admittedly, Yuri was terrified. But the longer he held the baby, the more confident he grew. He watched the tiny thing for a long time, studying the serene expression and the small, chubby hands. It took Viktor about 15 minutes of coaxing before Yuri handed the baby over again.
  • By the time Yuri and Otabek have their first child, they are more than ready.
  • Though he has more experience with babies and children, Otabek is a nervous wreck about becoming a father. 
  • Yuri is nervous too, but his unyielding determination gives him the confidence that he and Beka will be wonderful parents.
  • They spend hours readying the nursery and baby proofing the house, and Otabek can only smile fondly as he watches Yuri pick out any article of baby clothing with cats on it.
  • All of Otabek’s nerves fade away when he sees Yura holding their child for the first time. He blinks away his tears and kisses his husband on the head, and then their lovely baby girl.
  • They’re wonderful parents. Though Yuri never managed to get over his disgust of dirty diapers, Otabek doesn’t mind picking up the slack. It’s all worth it to watch Yuri bathe their daughter, gently washing her hair and cooing to her fondly in Russian.
  • Yuri is totally the overprotective parent, freaking out whenever Otabek tosses their toddler into the air or runs around with her on his shoulders. Even at the age of six, he still has to brace himself when he sees her on the monkey bars.
  • Otabek is always the one to help the kids with their homework, and is great at offering advice when things are going badly in their friendship groups.
  • Yuri is the one they love to complain to when they reach their tweens, complaining about petty drama or annoying teachers at school. Yuri never fails to cheer them up, sympathising with them and letting them vent as they sneak in some ice cream before dinner (”Before äke catches us, okay?”)
  • Whether or not their kids get into skating, they are completely supportive parents 100%. Yuri is the embarrassing dad who is way too involved in their extra curricular events, cheering and clapping extra loudly. Otabek is the one who will stay up late sewing up a costume or rehearsing lines with the kiddo.
  • Anddddd this is super long already so I will cut it short but aHH long story short Otayuri would make great parents and their kids are the luckiest in the world bye <3 <3 <3
the talk

inspired by this post by the absolutely stunning @captofthesswolfstar


Lily: James… He’s home.

James: When will they realise?

Lily: Oh, they know already. They are just scared to ask because then they will have to have the talk.

James: Birds and bees?

Lily: *stares*

James: What? That’s what my dad called it.

Lily: *shakes her head* You are a 10 year old boy, I swear.

James: Whatever, he has been lying for months straight, when are they gonna man up?

Lily: Maybe today’s the day.

James: They were like bunnies before someone even had the chance to give them the talk, that’s why they are like this. Idiots.

Lily: Who gave them the talk?

James: *grinning* Minnie.

Lily: *laughing* Okay, it makes sense now.

James: This is going to be fun.

Lily: I mean, they are a bit late but you have to appreciate their effort Jamie.

James: A bit? They can’t stay away from each other. This is way too late to have this talk.

Lily: I know. Anyways, here we go. I wish it was Remus’ turn to change the diaper. Sirius will make a mess of this.

Sirius: “It’s…well, you know, there’s bees and they…with the birds and all…”

Lily: Oh for goodness’ sake. He says birds and bees, too. Sex Pads, it’s called sex.

James: *laughing* Look at his face.

Remus: “We, um… We didn’t even know you had a girlfriend, Harry.

Lily: That’s because he doesn’t have a girlfriend.

James: Come on Moony! If you can’t figure this out who will? Come on mate.

Sirius: you’re sixteen, it’s normal that you’d be dating, you don’t have to lie to us-

Lily: Sirius. I’m going to murder him. He is not lying for Merlin’s sake. He doesn’t have a girlfriend.

James: These two were two of the brightest people in our year. I just– This is amazing.

Remus: Sirius, you idiot, he doesn’t have a girlfriend.

James: *applauding sarcastically* Finally Moony. 

Lily: Sirius is just a mess today, he still hasn’t caught on. 

James: HE DOESN’T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND PADS!! LOOK AT REMUS WHAT IS HE TO YOU? COME THE FUCK ON MATE.

Harry: I’ve got a boyfriend. 

James: FINALLY. *smirking* Lils, wait until he finds out who. He is gonna freak out so bad.

Lily: Would he make Harry feel bad about it?

James: I don’t think so but when he finds out about it, he might go into a fit or something. Remus will tame him, don’t worry.

Lily: Of all the people around him, it had to be blondie.

James: Potter men like going for the hardest possible person. It’s a hobby. 

Harry: Draco Malfoy.

Lily: That went better than I expected it to go.

James: Well, we are lucky those two managed to get Harry that night.

Lily: I can’t imagine what would have happened if they didn’t.

James: *shrugs* Dumbledore would have given him to Petunia or something. 

Lily: Ugh, what a nightmare that would have been.

James: I don’t even want to imagine. Let’s go on with the birds and bees talk please, it’s so fun to watch. 

Broken Part One: http://imaginingbucky.tumblr.com/post/160710394889/broken-sign-on-the-dotted-line-and-everything

BROKEN PART TWO

Ten months later

The coffee shop that you normally went to every morning was closed for repairs. You had to go fifteen minutes out of your way to get your daily coffee fix.

It had been a regular morning. You woke up and made breakfast for the kids before sending them off to school. They only had a few weeks left before Christmas break. They were very excited about being out of school for the next three weeks.

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anonymous asked:

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

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

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

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

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

Jumin

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

Seven

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

Saeran

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

V

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

anonymous asked:

this is my first request on your blog ><'' uhm, so a hc with the rfa+v+saeran where they see MC at a public place (bus/train station, supemarket, park, etc..) and they are immediately captivated by her. Will they approach her? you decide :D thanks!!

uwaaaaaa~ welcome!! <3 please enjoy your stay~! sorry it was a little late, i have a bunch of things going on so they all might be a little shorter too T_T

P.S. I’ll try and post a bunch of stuff today to make up for all the time i didn’t but i can’t promise anything <3

P.P.S I think i’m sick now so i guess I have more time to write??? T___T But being sick sucks… lololol alliteration

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Yoosung

- Yoosung was rushing his way to school. His bus was very late so he had to catch the train

- then he saw her

- she stood on the other end/side of the platform with her head bowed, focused on her phone, headphones in her ears

- he saw the clear screen of flappy bird and the score of 74 in a window reflection

- as he stood, waiting for the train, he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off her

- soon enough though, her train pulled up quickly and she was enveloped (is that the word its the only one that i could think of) in the crowds of rushing people

- his train pulled up soon after and he got on, almost bumping into someone

- when he got to school, all he could think about was the girl on the other side of the platform

- his friends teased him during the breaks about why he was so distracted the whole day

Zen

- you were super excited to get these tickets

- most of his shows were all old out within the first hour but one of your friends had pulled a few strings with her sister who was a friend of the wife of one of the actors… basically you got free tickets!

- who were you seeing??? well, duh, Zen~!

- you fidgeted in your seat, your friend laughing at you from her seat beside you

- when Zen came onstage you were captivated by his singing… his acting… his dancing… and his looks too of course

- honestly you were incredulous that he even existed (did i use the word right…? i know what it means but still…)

- he saw you in the crowd too and for a second he seemed to forget his lines for a second

- he sent you a discreet wink and you died inside as your friend laughed at you silently

- sadly, after the show ended, you got swept away by the crowd and didn’t see him again… until you met the RFA~

Jaehee

- it was one of the very rare occasions that she had a day off

- Jaehee was ecstatic when Jumin told her she could relax for the day because he had to go on a business trip with his father and all the other sections would deal with things

- she decided to go on a refreshment day which included going to one of the new cafe’s that opened close to the C&R building for breakfast

- she pushed open the door with a new skip in her step and ordered a latte as well as some (insert cool breakfast food here)

- when she went and sat down, another girl walked in, ordering a latte also before going over to sit with her friend

- when the barista people called out the latte order, both Jaehee and the girl walked over to collect it

- their hands cliche-ly touched as they reached for the cup and Jaehee felt her heartbeat speed up

- “oh, sorry about that.” Jaehee smiled and pulled her hands away

- “don’t worry about it. thank you” the girl smiled back and took the coffee, going back to her table

- Jaehee watched her go, smiling to herself as her coffee came also

Jumin

- You sighed, swirling your drink around in it’s crystal glass (oh, you’re super fancy fancy high class etc etc here)

- you stood, bored out of your mind on the side of the room, watching as people talked mindlessly amongst each other

- it was a boring dinner party hosted by one of your acquaintances. you’d only agreed to see if you could meet any new companies for deals.

- it had been about three hours and a bit when you decided that if you left now, it wouldn’t be seen as rude

- you placed the glass down, making your way over to your acquaintance to tell her that you were going. you didn’t notice the eyes that followed you across the room

- a dark haired male watched as you walked over to your friends

- he hadn’t met you yet, though he had heard of the incredibly talented owner of your company. aka, you

- he was already infatuated from earlier that night as he saw you deal with incompetent businesspeople

- though he couldn’t talk to you as he was already too busy with the people surrounding him

- you left soon after, not noticing that he was entranced by you completely

Saeyoung

- he was undercover at a nightclub for a field job

- attempting to be undercover, he went over to the bar to grab a drink

- there, he saw a girl who looked incredibly uncomfortable as a guy started going closer to her and talking to her

- he could see why, the girl was stunning and he’d heard her joking around a lot with her friends earlier, but clearly she wasn’t enjoying it

- deciding to help out (plus it would help him look less suspicious), he walked up to her and put his arm around her, glaring at the other guy.

- “hey babe, come with me, i want to introduce you to someone” he said before leaning down and whispering to her “i saw you looked super uncomfortable earlier and i thought i’d make sure you’re okay. let’s just make sure this guy leaves you alone for the rest of the night.” she nodded and whispered back a ‘thank you’

- they left the other guy, quickly reporting him to the bar people and walking over to a table (idk as i said i’m a tiny child i’ve never been to a nightclub)

- after chatting for a while and making sure she knew where her friends were and that she was okay, Seven saw his target ducking away

- he quickly apologised to the unknown girl and slipped away, following his target and hoping that he’d meet her again one day (though he knew it was futile)

V

(okay, so he’s not blind here just for convenient purposes)

- you decided to visit the park for a one-person picnic lunch

- you hadn’t been to the park in ages because you were too busy with work/school but the weather was lovely today so you thought screw it i’m going

- after spreading out your picnic blanket under a tree, half in the sun and half in the shade, you spread out your small arrangement of food and just enjoyed the peace and quiet

- soon enough, when the soft golden light gently danced across your skin, you fell asleep, headphones in your ears and listening to music

- a certain light blue haired man was passing by, just taking photos for his new exhibition at the art gallery

- he spotted you laying down on your picnic blanket, the dappled sunlight grazing across your skin. the lighting was perfect and you looked beautiful

- he took the photo juuuuust right so you wouldn’t be able to tell the identity of the person in it. when he looked at it again, he just smiled to himself

Saeran

- he was out at the shopping centre, keeping an eye on a potential target for Mint Eye

- he sat in the food court with ice cream, trying to not look suspicious

- looking around he was surprised as he saw a girl get dared to eat a whole (massive portion of food) by her silver-haired friend (>.0 thats what i’m here for //slapped)

- she finished it off soon and he was impressed by her skill as well as her in general

- as she left the food court, so did his suspect so he followed the two of them, walking into random shops and looking around why was he in the pet store

- her jokes and just mindless chatter with her friend intrigued him and he found himself genuinely laughing at some of them

- when she left, he found himself upset, though he couldn’t grasp a reason as to why

- so, for the remainder of watching his suspect, all he could think about was the girl in the food court~

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uwah, i couldn’t really think of anything for saeran, so apologies for that

also writing really late at night makes me want to use really fancy words lolololololol

i hope this could satisfy you, dear anon~

bye bye~! *poof*

Auston Matthews- Years Passed

Originally posted by matthews-nylander-marner

Anon: Can I request an Auston Matthews imagine where he meets his ex/love of his life (reader) from high school several years later and finds out he has a kid?? (Also smut maybe?) thanks!!

You Have no idea how happy I was when I saw this! And I don’t know why but i love this idea a lot so I hope this is what you wanted! I don’t write Smut I’m not comfortable writing it so there’s not any sorry about that.


Y/N smiled as she washed the last of the dishes from lunch with her four year old son Asher. She looked to him as he watched the hockey highlights from last night. When they switched to the Leafs Y/n smile disappeared he had no idea about his own son. She always wondered not telling him was the  best idea. As Asher’s father he had the right to know him and be in his life but she brushed the thought out of her head. He was away playing hockey when she found out she didn’t want him to worry about anything. So she moved out and to Alberta where a couple friends where.

“Mommy?”

Y/N looked to her son and met his eyes that he got from his father

“Yes buddy what’s up?”

“Can we go to an Oilers game some time?”

Y/N sent her little boy a smile he had been asking to go see an NHl game for the longest time. But she never really had the money to do but she had been trying to save money.

“Maybe soon buddy.”

he sighed “Okay.”

Later on in the day as Y/N was at the park with her son a some friends the talk of hockey came up.

“So Richard taking Liam to a Oilers Leaf game.”

“that sounds like fun, I know Asher’s been bugging me for months to go see a game.”

“Well I can’t go and neither can Liam friend why don’t you two join them, I know Liam would love to have a friend and Richard would like another adult to talk too and plus you know more hockey than any of us here!”

“No Molly I can’t I don’t know.”

“Come on you said Ash wanted to go this is your chance to take him.”

“Molly.”

“No but’s i just texted Richard so he knows it’s this Sunday night my two boys will pick you up and drop you off.”

Y/N smiled at her friend who gave her smile back Y/N looked to her little boy as he sat on the swing set’s with his friends. After finishing up at the park and in the car Y/N told Asher’s about the game.

“So Buddy you know how you wanted to go see a Oilers game?”

“Yeah! I want to go see Connor Mcdavid!”

“well Liam and mr. Andrews have invited us to go to a game this Sunday.”

“REALLY CAN WE GO CAN WE MOMMY PLEASE CAN WE GO!”

Y/N laughed before nodding making Asher throw his arms up in the air and start talking about how he was going to see his favorite player. The whole car ride was him going on and on about hockey and the game not that Y/N minded. That night after she finally got asher’s to bed she sat in her own bed on her laptop. When she got a message on facebook she opened it and was surprised to see it was Auston Asher’s father.

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Music Series: My Everything by Ariana Grande

Ugh! If you aren’t sure about this story, blame Jimmy and Harry. Their episode of SNL replayed tonight, distracting me, and I stayed up way too late after getting little sleep the past couple of days, and driving a few hundred miles since yesterday afternoon.

I rewrote this entire story three times, unhappy with the direction it was going and still not sure that I love it, but I need sleep and wanted to post it first. I did save the original versions for use with any other lyric they may fit, but I hope this one makes sense in my bleariness.

I hope you like it, Anon, and thank you for requesting! (I apologize for it being a bit shorter, too, but I literally keep falling asleep in front of my laptop. Much love to you!)

This is “My Everything” by Ariana Grande. You can find it HERE on Spotify, if you would like to listen.

zzzzzzz…….

Shelli

******************

I cried enough tears to see my own reflection in them

And then it was clear

I can’t deny, I really miss him

To think that I was wrong

I guess you don’t know what you got ‘til it’s gone

Pain is just a consequence of love

I’m sayin’ sorry for the sake of us

“I’m sorry,” you say into your phone to Harry. “Please, can we just talk?”

“I don’t know,” he replied softly. “I think, maybe, I need a bit of time. To think.”

You sniff and Harry’s throat catches slightly, knowing you are trying to hide the fact that you’ve been crying.

“Listen,” he says, breathing out audibly. “You accused me of cheating on you. I’m so hurt by that! I would never do that to you. How could you think…”

Harry hears you crying and wipes a tear from his own eye.

“I need some time to think about this, I’m sorry,” Harry said, and with that you heard the call disconnect.

He wasn’t my everything 'til we were nothing

And it’s taking me a lot to say

But now that he’s gone, my heart is missing something

So it’s time I push my pride away

'Cause you are, You are, You are my everything

You had been so sure. Everything had made sense at the time. Harry had been spending so much time away from you, that doubts had started creeping in, and your history of bad experiences and heartbreak didn’t help. He always said it was work, but the more it happened, the more your insecurities took over, and you began feeling like you were losing him. When you started seeing photos online of him with a beautiful woman, you began thinking the worst.

But it wasn’t until one evening, when Harry had told you he was working late, that you finally broke. As you sat at home by yourself, you had checked your social accounts and found you had been tagged in many posts. It wasn’t unusual, being associated with Harry…it happened often. But the attached photos seemed to tell a different story.

Your heart shattered when you saw Harry with the beautiful woman, both dressed to the nines, smiling happily in every photo, with her hanging all over your man. Even now, believing him when he said it wasn’t true, it still hurt seeing the images in your mind.

I know you’re not far but I still can’t handle all the distance

You’re traveling with my heart

I hope this is a temporary feeling

'Cause it’s too much to bear

Without you and I know sorry ain’t the cure

If I cross your mind just know I’m yours

'Cause what we got is worth fighting for

'Cause you are…

You respected Harry’s request and left him alone to think. No texts…no calls…no going to him to beg forgiveness or to talk. You had explained everything already, and you knew as soon as you saw the look on his face, that you were wrong. You hurt him by asking him if he was cheating on you with the woman in the photos. You didn’t even know who she was, he had never mentioned her. Now you hated yourself for not trusting enough.

When several days had passed without Harry contacting you, you assumed he wasn’t going to, your answer found in his silence and shunning. Your head on your tear-dampened pillow, you sniff, grabbing your phone and texting him one last time.

‘I’m so sorry. I’ll always love you, Harry, and I hope you find your happiness with someone who deserves your love.’

You waited to see if he would reply, and when he didn’t, you cried, knowing not only was it over, but you wouldn’t be able to stay there any longer. Being in the same city as he, it would be too difficult and too tempting to not let go, making it harder on both of you.

All you wanted was to leave, to be far away from the world with Harry that you knew. You were embarrassed and ashamed, and you didn’t deserve someone like Harry. You should have trusted him completely, instead of listening to the stupid comments on social media, and looking at the photos until you were convinced he was unfaithful. The woman was so beautiful, and you should just feel lucky that you had the time you’d had with Harry.

“Please, stay and…and I’ll call Harry for you,” your roommate begs, grabbing her phone to make the call. “He’s just upset. Guys like to make women a little crazy sometimes, you know? Just, don’t go. How will that help you get back together with him?”

“He never texted back. It’s over. I fucked up and he won’t forgive me. He doesn’t want me anymore,” you sulked. “I can’t stay here. He doesn’t want me here.”

Packing your things, you made your flight arrangements and apologized to your roommate for leaving so suddenly. After a tearful goodbye, you grab your bag and leave as soon as the taxi arrives. The entire drive to the airport was miserable. You were sure your cabbie thought you were completely insane.

As you sit in the airport, hearing your flight called, you stand and grab your bag, walking with the flow of people, before suddenly feeling a hand grab you.

“Don’t leave!” Harry nearly shouted, gasping for breath, having ran the entire airport to find you. “Please, don’t leave!”

You weren’t my everything 'til we were nothing

And it’s taking me a lot to say

Now that you’re gone, my heart is missing something

So it’s time I push my pride away

You are, you are, you are my everything

My crush was texting me, and said they were going to be up late too so they could talk to me. I was doing homework in my dream, and I used that as a way to make it seem like I wasn’t intentionally staying up for them. Before I could talk to them at all, I woke up. So, I checked my phone, because I had sent them something the night before, but they actually left me on ‘read’.

paleesky  asked:

EYYYYY *FINGER GUNS* 😂😂😂 SOOO A PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU! One day, pidge asks Keith," Daddy Keith! How does daddy Shiro smell so nice all the time?" THIS in turn causes Keith to be curious too and fluff happens. 😂😂💞💞💞 loove youuu!

I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU JUST QUOTED “TEMPORARY FIX.” TO. ME. lmao

[The Voltron Family] The family was done with dinner and it was Pidge and Lance’s turn to wash the dishes. Keith was still in the table, trying to answer emails via phone. Shiro passed by Pidge by the sink—who just placed the plates Lance handed to her—and ruffled her hair.

Pidge: *annoyed* Daddy Shiro! Ugh. This is why I’m not getting any taller!
Shiro: *laughs* Hey! Don’t blame me on that! It’s not my fault you stay up too late. When you were younger, I made sure you slept at 8pm. Now that you’re 16, you’re staying up til what? 11pm? *fake gasp* Why, my child?
Pidge: Nonya. *grumbles*
Shiro: What?
Pidge: Nonya business. *sticks tongue out*
Shiro: Did you just quote Moana?
Lance: *sings* Moana~ Make way~ Make way~ *gathers the glasses*
Shiro: *turns back to Pidge* Goodnight, sweetheart. *leans in for a kiss*
Pidge: *disgruntled* *turns head away* *not giving in* *turns the faucet*
Shiro: *pouts* Oh, cmon. Keith, Pidge won’t give me a goodnight kiss!
Keith: *not looking up from his phone* Pidge, give your Daddy Shiro a goodnight kiss. 
Pidge: *grumbles* *turns* *gives Shiro a peck* Goodnight.
Shiro: *beams* Goodnight, sweetheart.

Shiro turned around to give Lance and Keith a goodnight kiss too. He left the kitchen and gave Hunk one as well who was in the living room. As soon as Shiro headed upstairs to the bedroom, Pidge spoke up.

Pidge: Daddy Keith, how come Daddy Shiro smells so nice all the time?
Keith: *looks up* *raises an eyebrow* You’d rather have him smelling bad?
Pidge: No! I mean like, he smells nice all the damn time.
Lance: *joins Pidge with the washing* I agree. Ever since we were kids, I noticed, since I like to hug him most of the time. He has this specific smell that’s so…. Daddy Shiro. It’s nice. 
Pidge: *nods* It’s nice, yeah. Like, he bathes in perfume or something.
Lance: Or he sweats perfume. *finger guns Pidge*
Pidge: Yeah. Not quite possible but yeah, seems like he sweats perfume. *eyes widens* I mean, DOES HE ACTUALLY SWEATS PERFUME?
Hunk: *joins them* I have a theory. What if he injects himself, so his sweat glands excrete such fragrant substance instead of the usual sweat?
Lance: Well, Daddy Shiro IS a doctor. 
Pidge: What does he actually even do inside his clinic? *twitches eyes*

Now that got Keith curious. As soon as he went up to the master bedroom, he looked for Shiro who just got out of the bathroom (with just a towel to cover his lower parts) and was looking for a pair of pyjamas. Keith eyed him suspiciously.

Keith: *wraps his hands around Shiro’s waist* Takashi. *rests his chin on top of Shiro’s shoulder* *sneakily tries to smell him*
Shiro: *turns his head* Oh, Keith. Did you want to take a bath together?
Keith: *shakes head* No, no, it’s fine. *closes his eyes and clicks his tongue* Dammit. The kids were right. 
Shiro: Uh?? About what?
Keith: They have this ridiculous theory that you sweat perfume.
Shiro: *in disbelief* What? *laughs* Oh my god? What?
Keith: *lets go of Shiro* I might actually have to agree on that. You smell really good. All the time. I mean, I know you just took a bath but you smell exactly the same even in the morning, at noon and even when you get home from work. Like, you really really smell good all the time. What are you using? I don’t see you spraying perfume in the morning on a Saturday?! We stayed home the whole day. So you have no excuse. Are you secretly not human? Are you what? An alien? Did I marry an alien all this time?! No human is allowed to look and smell that good 25/8, Takashi.
Shiro: *laughs and pulls Keith into a hug* You and the kids are being silly.
Keith: I want proof that you’re not an alien. *eyes Shiro suspiciously*
Shiro: *gives Keith a peck* I think you’re forgetting one huge factor here, baby.
Keith: What? 
Shiro: You smell really good, too. And we’re always together, so… *nuzzles Keith’s neck with his nose*
Keith: *laughs* Shiro, stop that! I haven’t even taken a bath yet. 
Shiro: *smiles* See, that’s the thing. You smell so fresh all the time. Are you using that perfume I gave you earlier this year?
Keith: Yeah I am. Really good too— *stops and slaps Shiro playfully* Stop changing the subject! Oh my god.
Shiro: *laughs even harder* I think it’s my body wash actually that your Mom gives me every year.
Keith: *jaw drops* My own mother gives you body wash every year?
Shiro: Yeah, every birthday. I told her I liked it the first time and she’s been my supplier ever since. Also, I think the lotion I use too. And maybe that facial cream and of course, my perfume—
Keith: Oh my god. How many stuff do you even put on your body?
Shiro: Hey! As much as I’d like to say I wake up looking and smelling like this, I don’t exactly look like a Roman god without putting effort. *winks*
Keith: *in disbelief* The kids thought you were injecting perfume!
Shiro: Pffftt! That’s so ridiculous. *blinks* But actually not a bad idea. Huh.
Keith: *slaps* Don’t you dare, Takashi Shirogane.
Shiro: *smirks* Oh? Do I get a prize if I don’t? *pulls Keith in*
Keith: Hmmm, I dunno. What would you like, Takashi? *raises an eyebrow*
Shiro: What would I… like? *leans in*
Pidge: Daddy Keith! *enters the room* Did you find out about Daddy Shiro?
Shiro: Every. Damn. Time. *grits his teeth*
Keith: *laughs* This is actually all your fault to be honest.