i think i'm going to just make a tag for my puppy

anonymous asked:

RFA+V+Saeran accidentally hitting MC headcannons? I'm sorry if this triggers you or something but I'm curious how will they react!

( ̄▽ ̄) This got progressively more fun to write~~ It varies from fluff to comedy to slight angst lolol


RFA Accidentally Hits MC


  • He hadn’t meant to, he swears!!
  • He was just so excited about finally achieving a higher level than Seven on LOLOL that he’d carelessly thrown his headphones behind him and you just happened to be there!
  • When he turned around to tell you his good news, he noticed the newly-formed bump on your head.
  • Oblivious, he tilted his head in question. “Oh, how’d you get hurt, MC?”
  • You fired a glare at him, crossing your arms and stomping off, irritated by his carelessness. ‘I’m going to ignore him!’ you decided.
  • You held true to your word.
  • It wasn’t until days later (in which Yoosung spent whining for your attention) when he heard you complaining to Jaehee about what had happened, and how careless he was.
  • Finally learning his mistake, he slid to the floor, grasping at your leg while he stared up at you with tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry!!!” he wailed, feeling the guilt him hard. “I’ll do anything to make it up to youuuu” ;-;
  • Dammit, his puppy face was hard to resist.


  • He noticed you trying to sneak up on him by looking at your shadow on the floor, and he swiftly turned around so he could tease you that your plan failed but… but…
  • His long ponytail somehow whacked you in the face, leaving a pink mark on your cheek
  • “Owwie.” You rubbed your cheek with a slight frown.
  • He shrieks at the sin he’d just committed. I JUST HIT MY PRINCESS WHATDOIDOOHMYGODIDESERVETODIE
  • He rushed out an apology in a panic, “MC, I’m so sorry, oh my gosh, I’ll never do that agai-”
  • Low whistles came from their surroundings.
  • “Wow, what an awful boyfriend, did he hit her? Her cheek is pink… Poor girl…”
  • “Isn’t that the actor Zen? Didn’t know he was abusive to his girlfriend…”
  • Every comment only made him feel guiltier. He hadn’t meant to hurt you—he would never!
  • He placed his head in his hands, feeling horrible about himself. You noticed that tears were welling up in his eyes.
  • “Hey, it was just an accident… And it was only your hair. It’s okay Zen. I know you’d never hurt me,” you murmured gently, smiling brightly up at him as you brushed aside his bangs.
  • “M-maybe I shouldn’t stand so close to you anymore…” He shook his head, frantically backing away from you, not processing your words at all.
  • Well, you sure had fun explaining why Zen kept running away from you like a little kid at the RFA party. It only got worse when Seven joined in, “ARE WE PLAYING TAG?!? TAG, YOU’RE IT, MC!!!” and running off…


  • As usual, you were helping out at the coffeeshop, scurrying around behind the counter to get to the customers’ orders.
  • And like most days, it was busy.
  • As you were serving a customer at the cash register, Jaehee was rushing to finish someone else’s order, and in her hurry, she bumped into you. Hard.
  • The both of you crashed down, with her knee digging into your abdomen. You felt the wind knocked out of you, and you gasped for air, your eyes rolling to the back of your head from the pain.
  • “MC!” Jaehee shrieked, the guilt hitting her immediately. “MC, are you okay? Can you hear me?”
  • You were in too much pain to even realize she was talking. You closed your eyes as you rolled to your side, trying to tolerate it.
  • “Hey, take my order already!” someone demanded.
  • Jaehee slowly stood up, a fierce glare upon her face as she slammed her fist onto the countertop. “Your order? MC is hurt and all you can think about is your order? You think your order is more important?” she growled, glaring daggers in the inconsiderate customer’s direction.
  • The customer visibly gulped, shuddering from the intensity of Jaehee’s anger. “N-no, ma’am…”
  • Your girlfriend clicked her tongue. In an icy cold tone, she stated, “I’ve never had to ask this of a customer before. Get. Out.”
  • Ignoring the line of customers, Jaehee chose to tend to you first, carrying you princess style (remember this gal can fight) to the staffroom and checking the damage. Upon seeing the bruise, she winced, feeling another wave of guilt overwhelm her. You could see her silently mouthing yet another apology as she stared at it.
  • “It’ll heal. It was only an accident, Jaehee, don’t worry,” you soothed her, smiling gently. Albeit with a frown, she accepted it.
  • …Although, she made you take multiple days off after that, despite your protests.


  • He’d just gotten out of a 6 hour long meeting, feeling completely worn out. Nonetheless, it was over, so he could finally return to his office.
  • You’d asked to meet with him for lunch that day, patiently waiting for him to finish up.
  • But he had hardly taken a step into the office, and he received a call from another business partner. He flashed you an apologetic look before taking the call, walking to the far end of the room to talk quietly.
  • You didn’t mind, it was just a little more waiting. The call couldn’t possibly take that long, after all!
  • Or so you thought.
  • But over an hour had passed already, and his lunch break was almost over. Growing impatient, you walked up to your husband, reaching to hug him.
  • Noticing your actions, he swatted his hand dismissively, trying to tell you he was busy. Unfortunately, he was distracted, and he ended up smacking your face.
  • The moment his hand made contact with your face, his expression froze. In a split second, Jumin hung up on his call, setting aside his phone and rushing to your aid.
  • But you pushed him away.
  • He winced at the hurt expression on your face. You weren’t upset because he’d hit you, but that he had tried to dismiss you as if you were just another employee to him—as if you weren’t important. But you couldn’t say that out loud to him. Just because he had hurt your feelings, it didn’t mean you had to do the same to him.
  • You lowered your eyes, avoiding his worried gaze, and quietly walked out of his office. Jumin sank into his chair in despair, feeling awful about what he’d done. He knew how it felt to be cast aside for work. And he hated that you had to go through the same experience.
  • After finishing work that night, he returned home, still feeling ashamed of himself. You’d already turned off all the lights as if to say you weren’t waiting for him tonight. He hesitantly opened the door to your shared bedroom, where you were reading a book in bed.
  • Jumin held up a bouquet of purple hyacinths, nervously forcing a smile on his face. “I-I’m sorry about earlier today, MC…” he said quietly.
  • “You think flowers will make me forgive you?” you sighed, a frown tugging at your lips. “While I appreciate the sentiment, the flowers won’t win me over. I understand that you may have been stressed from work, but that doesn’t make me any less upset about it. Well, you should get some rest.”
  • He looked away, then suddenly grabbed your hand. “I… Will you let me explain myself, at least?”
  • Albeit surprised, you nodded calmly.
  • “The reason I’ve been working so hard lately… even today… it’s because I wanted to clear my schedule to spend time with you. I know you’ve been very patient with me all this time, and I’m really grateful for that. I just… kind of missed passing time with you, so I was planning to finish up next week’s work and then properly ask you out on a date… But I guess it really took a toll on me.” He sighed again. “I’m sorry.”
  • You wrapped your arms around him, a soft smile upon your face. “Then, make it up to me by staying with me all next week, okay?”
  • Although you wouldn’t see it, Jumin had an adorable grin on his face. ‘I love you so much.’


  • If you were wondering why Saeyoung was laughing at 6AM in the morning, it’s because he woke up to your face.
  • Now, he wakes up with you everyday, but it was the first time that you awoke with a nosebleed. He grinned cheekily, “I didn’t know I was that hot, babe.”
  • …to which, earned him a smack in the head.
  • “This is your fault, you idiot,” you grumbled, carefully getting out of bed.
  • He cocked his head in confusion, “Wait, really?”
  • “You whacked me with your arm. Again.”
  • Although he felt guilty for hurting you, he covered it up with another grin. “Just admit that you were nosebleeding because I’m hot, MC~”
  • Despite his words, he still led you to the bathroom and helped you clean up the blood. He took it upon himself to wash the blankets and bedsheets which had gained bloodstains, and even made breakfast for you that morning.
  • And it’d be over breakfast that he quietly apologized to you.
  • “Hey, uhm… I know I was kidding around earlier, but I’m really sorry about hitting you, MC…” he mumbled, a light blush spreading across his cheeks. He wasn’t used to being so sincere, but he knew he should apologize.
  • You merely flicked his forehead. “It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean to. Besides, I’ve kicked you off the bed multiple times because you were taking up too much space.”
  • His head snapped up immediately, narrowing his eyes at you accusingly. “Wait what?! But you always told me that I rolled off by myself!!”
  •  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


  • “Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry”
  • He was chanting it over and over, his head on his knees, his entire body trembling. You tried to approach him, but he only flinched, backing away.
  • “N-no, stay away. I hurt you, oh my god, I hurt you,” he whispered, pain dripping in his voice. His eyes were wide with horror, and your heart clenched at the sight. He was scared. Scared of himself.
  • Now, what had caused this?
  • You’d sprung onto Saeran, declaring a pillow war, and the two of you had been smacking each other with your pillows, trying to get the upper hand over each other. But then he’d tripped over his own feet while he was swinging his pillow at you, and ended up smashing his elbow into you, knocking you to the ground.
  • You’d only scraped your knee from the fall, and it only bled a little, but the injury was enough to make Saeran freak out.
  • “I know you didn’t mean to hurt me,” you said in a gentle tone, trying to coax him. “You would never hurt me.”
  • “I d-d-don’t want to hurt a-a-anyone,” he stammered, still shuddering. “P-p-please believe me. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, imsorryimsorryimsorryi-”
  • You took ahold of his trembling hands, kissing the fingertips. “I love you, Saeran. It was an accident. You didn’t have any other intentions. It’s okay. I’m okay. Look, it’s just a scratch.”
  • It took a few more moments to calm him down, but he eventually came to terms that it was only an accident, and that it wasn’t his fault. Still, though the incident was small and harmless, the fear that he could become abusive, just like his mother, began to haunt him since that day.


  • ‘Bzzzz…’
  • Jihyun frowned, turning his head to find the source of that annoying sound. Although he had recovered from his blindness, (thanks to Jumin finding the best doctors and funding the surgery), his ears were still sensitive to distant sounds.
  • Bzzzz…’ He walked out of the kitchen, noticing that the buzzing sound became louder. It must be closer now…
  • ‘BZZZ!!’ His eyes caught the culprit: a mosquito was flying around the house! He tried to slap the mosquito with both hands, failing miserably as it diligently flew away. Oh, it’s on, Mosquito.
  • Jihyun began running like a madman around the house, swatting at the pest and missing every time. And then, it chose to stay still. SLAP!
  • “Eeep!” you squealed, feeling a harsh impact on your butt. “W-what was that for, Jihyun?!”
  • He glanced up at you in surprise, taking in your pouting face.
  • “Ahh!! I’m so sorry, MC! I was so focused on killing the mosquito, I didn’t realize. I’m so sorry…” He was rambling in his apology, sounding almost panicked
  • You smirked, then grabbed him by the collar. “Hey. I didn’t say I didn’t enjoy it, now, did I?” you whispered huskily into his ear. You watched as Jihyun’s ears turned pink from embarrassment.
  • (Meanwhile, Seven was listening from the monitor. He whistled lowly upon hearing your words. “Damn. Kinky,” he muttered. Too bad Jihyun had broken his bug, or else he would’ve loved to see what happened next.)
Things to be happy about today

-Somewhere in the world, it has just gotten warm enough to have a pleasant afternoon walk. A girl calls for her dog and grabs the leash. Little puppy nails scramble against the tile, and the dog almost careens into the table, barely able to control the inertia of his own excitement.

-Somewhere in the world, a young man nudges his wife. “It’s time to wake up,” he murmurs. She mumbles something that may or may not be words and pulls the covers over her head. The boy can’t help the smile that softly spreads across his face. He nestles back into the covers and wraps his arm around her, deciding that, perhaps just this one time, they can spare a few more minutes in bed. The girl peeks out from her blanket cocoon, and the boy takes the chance to swoop in for a kiss on her nose. She squeaks and bats him away. “Don’t do that!” But she’s laughing. They both are. The boy takes a moment to wonder how he got so lucky. He loves her so, so much.

-Somewhere in the world, a person idly doodles in their notebook during class. When they examine their handiwork, they realize that the drawing is actually pretty good. They wear a small, goofy smile for the rest of the day.

-Somewhere in the world, an old woman slowly slips on her gardening gloves and hobbles outside to check on her plants. As she bends to grab the watering can, she sees that one of her tulips has bloomed, a brilliant red nestled in a sea of green. She claps her hands, once, and calls inside for her grandson to come look. 

-Somewhere in the world, two shy people are in love. They sit by a bonfire, watching the crackling of the flames and thinking about how they are going to tell their families. One of them tenses and relaxes their hand a few times, wondering what their mother will think, what their friends will think, what they will do if no one approves. Their anxiety builds until they feel a soft hand catch theirs. They look up, into the warm, inviting eyes of the person they adore, and their shoulders relax. It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. They will make it through together, and it will be worth it. It will all be okay.

-Somewhere in the world, a young immigrant holds a letter from her dream college in her hands. Her whole body shakes as she runs her nail along the envelope, tearing it open. Her parents hover over her shoulder, filled with a mix of anxiety and excitement. They don’t understand much English, but they recognize the word that appears at the top of the page when it is unfolded: congratulations! Everyone starts cheering at once. This is the first time the girl has ever seen her father cry. They all throw themselves in a messy group hug, bouncing up and down in a rhythm that is not synced, but somehow still seems like a perfect harmony.

-Somewhere in the world, you woke up. It may be the easiest thing you had to do today, or the hardest thing you have to do every day. Either way, your eyes fluttered open and you took a deep breath, letting the sensation of consciousness wash over you. It may be a nice feeling. It may be a burden. But you have done it. You have risen to the challenge of a new day. You may accomplish one of your life’s dreams today. You may only accomplish the act of allowing your heart to beat. Both of these things are worth celebrating. 

-Somewhere in the world, a young woman with a very tiny ponytail types at a keyboard. She is tired, barely able to keep her eyes open, but she is grateful to be alive for another day. She knows that her words may reach no one, but that there’s a chance someone’s heart may be a little lighter if she sends her thoughts out into the world, and it’s a chance she’s willing to take. She settles on the last thing she wants to say before closing her laptop and dozing off for an afternoon nap:

The mistakes you made yesterday don’t matter anymore. Today is the perfect day to try again.

You’re a Freaking Badass

Summary: The reader comes back from her friend’s wedding annoyed as all gets out because people don’t know how to mind their own business and Dean helps her calm down and remember that those people and their opinions don’t matter.

Word Count: 1189

Warnings: Mentions of weddings

A/N: I usually don’t write about specific events in my life, but dammit I just really needed to vent, and I also need Dean Winchester to comfort me, so here y’all go. Weddings suck. (And weddings in your hometown with all those people you grew up with and all of your parents’ friends suck even worse)

Dean looked up from the video he had been watching when the front door of the bunker opened. Y/N came in, her shoes dangling from her fingers and her hair a tangled mess from driving with the windows down.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean greeted. “How was the… reception…?”

When she walked by him without so much as a nod, he trailed off and furrowed his brow while watching her stalk towards her room. Well, something had happened at her friend’s wedding reception and there was no way Dean was about to let her fester away in whatever negative emotion was coursing through her body. So he shut his laptop and strolled after her.

“What’s up, Y/N?” asked Dean when he leaned up against the door jamb. She was angrily trying to unzip her dress, but was having no luck.

Finally she huffed in defeat and turned her back to him. “A little help?”

Well, Dean knew better than to get on her bad side when she was in a mood. So he quickly helped her unzip before walking over to her bed while she undressed and pulled on her sweats and an oversized tee.

As soon as she was dressed down, she whirled around and pointed an accusing finger at Dean. “You! Are not allowed to get married for at least a year.”

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Oh, Baby (Namjoon x Reader) Pt. 16

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Pairing: Namjoon/Rap Monster x Reader
Rating: M
Genre: Smut/Mafia-ish AU

Words: 4,618

Summary: You were only supposed to have seen him twice. Only twice, no more, but now you’re getting dragged into situations you never wished for and Namjoon just keep showing up.

A/N: Here’s another chapter for you all~ I tried to actually write one in a timely manner this time :p Ahhh…only 4 chapters left. Let’s see how long it takes lmao.

Anyway, enjoy!

Jimin watches from his car as Yoongi rounds the corner and pulls into a parking spot near the edge of the park. A few seconds after parking, Yoongi exits his vehicle—and Jimin can tell that he hasn’t taken his gun.

“Idiot,” he mumbles, his heart aching for a second, yet when Jimin pops open the driver’s door and steps out he also leaves his gun on his passenger seat. Jimin has no intention of hurting Yoongi. Despite how their relationship has changed, there are very few people Jimin would prefer to protect instead of hurt, and Yoongi is one of those people.

Following after Yoongi up the worn down trail, Jimin shoves his hands into his pockets, worry pricking at the back of his mind. He knows that Yoongi is more than likely pissed at him. Yoongi and Namjoon are basically brothers, despite what Yoongi might say, and for Jimin to have been hired to capture Namjoon’s girlfriend of all people…

Even if Yoongi and Jimin had been in love, there’s no easy way to atone for hurting someone who is Yoongi’s only family—and Jimin knows that.

So, for once he’s a little scared. He doesn’t know why Yoongi has called him out here. Maybe it’s a trap and he’s being foolish by agreeing to meet up so easily. Maybe Namjoon is waiting in the bushes ready to stab Jimin in the throat. Jimin doubts it, but…just maybe.

Falling back a little, stepping off the path to rest against a tree, Jimin watches as Yoongi slips into their little grove—the grove they’d always meet at like two teenagers running off to their secret hiding spot in the middle of the night.

Jimin laughs to himself quietly. Yoongi had always hated him making comparisons like that—but Jimin always loved to tease him. It was fun to see Yoongi flustered and smiling. He always blushed and grumbled at the mention of “love”, and never really said it aloud, but Jimin never pushed it.

Their…relationship had been unconventional to say the least. A man for hire and the second in command of a mafia group. Their meeting had been a coincidence at best—two men tiredly saddling up at a bar next to each other—exhausted from the day and needing something to wash the feelings back down.

Alcohol had caused them to…well, Jimin had ended up half naked on Yoongi’s coffee table before the elder had paused at the freshly healed wound on Jimin’s shoulder. A product of someone who had managed a swing at him while he’d been doing his job.

Yoongi had pressed him about his scar, and Jimin had noticed the way he’d tensed—worry and suspicion lingering in his gaze. Yet, the alcohol in Jimin’s system had caused Jimin to wave him off—arms snaking around Yoongi’s neck with the simple excuse of “sometimes I get hurt because of work”.

It hadn’t been until the next time they’d met—Jimin calling Yoongi up asking if he wanted company—that here—in this park, on the bench in this grove—the two had figured out each other’s occupations. Immediately Jimin had pinned Yoongi to the ground, fearful that Yoongi might take him out. He wasn’t exactly an enemy, but he wasn’t an ally either. But…in the end they’d released each other, brushed themselves off, and made a promise. They wouldn’t tell on each other—no one would know about what they had going on besides themselves.

Of course…as things had gotten more serious, Namjoon had noticed a change in Yoongi, and had found out. He hadn’t been happy, but had sucked it up for Yoongi’s sake, since the elder had actually seemed…happy, for once. Yet, even as their relationship had been accepted, they had managed to grow apart. Yoongi had objectives to carry out that required him to be gone for weeks at a time, and Jimin couldn’t just neglect his job and obligations either. Work started to get in the way, and after a time the two had…mutually parted.

Until the day you showed up and ended up causing them to cross paths once again—and in the worst way possible.

“I’m sorry, hyung,” Jimin says as he stares down at Yoongi sadly, his guard dropped, and heart sullen. Yoongi’s fingers squeeze his waist gently in affirmation, his cheek leaning into Jimin’s palm, and the younger manages a small smile.

“I didn’t think I would end up…I mean…”

“You thought that you’d be able to get in and out without encountering me,” Yoongi surmises for him, laughing bitterly. His eyes open and he meets Jimin’s puppy dog like stare, but Yoongi only continues frowning with brewing anger.

“I saw the look on your face, Minnie, you panicked at the sight of me and almost got us both killed—”

“I mean you didn’t have to chase after me like that—“

“And what? Let you take one of the most precious people in Namjoon’s life?” Yoongi scoffs. Jimin sighs, removing his hand from Yoongi’s cheek and running it through his hair instead.

“You never get attached—I thought you’d just leave it be,” he grumbles, and Yoongi’s frown deepens.

“Hey,” he says in a low tone, his fingers sinking lower on Jimin’s waist, and Jimin peeks at him. Immediately Yoongi is leaning up, nose just inches away from Jimin’s—so close that he can see the younger debating whether to lean into Yoongi or scramble off his lap and run away.

“It’s not a matter of me getting attached—though you and I both know from experience that I have things that are precious to me. It’s a matter of Namjoon’s happiness, and Y/N’s safety. At one point I had you but now Namjoon has her, Minnie, and I know you get what I mean by that.”

“I do—that’s why I feel terrible, hyung,” Jimin sighs again, rolling his head back to glance at the passing clouds, illuminated by the moon. “But Taehyung recommended me to Jeon and if I refused I was sure both Taehyung and he would be suspicious and wondering if I had allegiances—since everyone knows I’m for hire, so…I had to do it.”

“You never have to do anything, Jimin—,” Yoongi begins, and hushes Jimin when he opens his mouth to argue differently. “Though I know you have to make a living, and have to do certain things to stay safe, so I…I can’t be completely pissed at you, but…come to our side, Minnie. Help us,” Yoongi whispers, fingers squeezing Jimin’s waist to express his plea further. Immediately Jimin sighs, his hands moving to grip Yoongi’s, and when he tries to pull the elder’s hands away from him, Yoongi only holds him tighter.

“I know you and you know this is the right thing to do. Please, Jimin.”

“I…what about Taehyung? You know he’s the only one who has had my back for this long, hyung,” Jimin speaks quietly, face still angling towards the sky, unable to meet Yoongi’s begging stare. “Of course I don’t like taking someone innocent like Y/N, and of course I don’t want her to get hurt in the end, but…”

“For what reason is Taehyung even helping Jeon and Jaehyuk?” Yoongi questions, brows furrowing. “Is he just—what?—bored?”

“I…from what he told me Jeon approached him about making a deal, and since Taehyungie didn’t have anything exciting going on at the time, he agreed,” Jimin sighs. “Considering the deal included Y/N into the equation…that perked his interest too. You know, after that time he encountered her at the club.”

Jimin pauses considerately, his lips turning into a frown. “…Taehyungie isn’t good at reading into people’s true feelings, so he probably doesn’t realize how serious Namjoon hyung is about Y/N. He likely doesn’t think that in the end Namjoon will truly be devastated if something happens…”

“So he’s doing it because he’s bored,” Yoongi repeats, humming a little. “What say we explain to Taehyung how serious this all is, and convince him to join our side too? Throw in a little extra reassurance to him that as long as he cooperates with us Namjoon won’t murder him in cold blood.”

Jimin winces at that, and Yoongi shrugs uncaringly.

“He sexually assaulted and drugged Y/N, and is now plotting with her kidnappers. Namjoon has the right to be furious. Just be glad that he let me come talk to you…because when I told him it was you that took Y/N…”

“He probably wanted to throw me out the window of his penthouse, I know,” Jimin grumbles, hands moving to run down his face as he releases a giant sigh. Yoongi knows that this likely isn’t an easy decision for him—even if in Yoongi’s mind joining forces is clearly the right option.

“All I know…,” Jimin begins slowly, eyes finally moving to meet Yoongi’s, “is that Y/N is Namjoon’s bait to attend the ball, and that their plan is to get Namjoon out of the picture.”

Dead, Yoongi surmises, scowling. No way in hell is that happening.

“Jaehyuk will be attending with Y/N as his guest. My guess is that he’ll still be playing the ‘she’s my daughter’ card. Obviously Jeon will be there, considering he’s the one hosting the ball. Taehyung will be there too, to keep an eye out. From what Taehyungie has told me, it’s just the three of them. Jaehyuk will try to keep his head low the entire time, considering he’s rumored to be dead anyway. Jeon will draw attention, and is hoping Namjoon will go after him—that way Taehyung can silently take the shot, and by the time anyone realizes anything, Taehyung will be gone, the weapon will be disposed of, and panic will have displaced the blame away from Jeon.”

“And they just think that this is all going to happen smoothly?”

“Apparently,” Jimin shrugs, and Yoongi breathes a laugh. For a few seconds silence falls between them, and then Yoongi is drawing the younger’s attention once again, his fingers lightly tucking a few strands of hair behind Jimin’s ear.

“Will you help us?”

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Butterflies - Archie Andrews x Reader

Certainly a longer one for you guys. It’s a little crappy and a little pointless but I thought of this while in music class the other day and thought it was a cute idea to distract us all from the turmoil of episode 13…


Originally posted by riverdalesource

He had admired her from across the music room for months. (y/n) (l/n). With the voice of an angel and the face of one too. She was truly talented in every way, singing, piano, guitar and just her sheer ability to charm anyone. She was sweet in everyway and he couldn’t help but wonder if her lips were that sweet too; they certainly looked it.

He had completely fallen for her. Everything she did, every word she sang, everything she was. She was beginning to become his first thought in the morning and his last at night before he went to sleep and almost every thought in between. Yet, he had still never had a full conversation with you. You were alone once in the classroom when everyone had left as he helped her find her sheet music but that was it. That was enough for him to memorize her eyes and the way she did her hair in a messy bun so she could play without it getting in the way and it was adorable. Everything about her was adorable. Miniature compared to him and her smile was the cutest thing he had ever seen in his life. Yet, he still hadn’t spoken to her.

“You need to say something, bud.” Jughead slid onto the bench next to him, stuffing some cafeteria burrito into his mouth.

“He’s right you know,” Betty chimed in from behind him with Veronica and Kevin as they sat around,

“Are you still pining over piano girl?” Ronnie mocked in a baby voice, “God, Arch. I didn’t know that you could ever be so useless around a girl.” He glared at her,

“I have no idea what you are on about.” He tried to play it cool but the tiniest voice crack at the wrong moment gave him away. Not that there was much to give away.

“Oh yeah, and I have no idea that, that song is about her.” Kevin observed stealing the sheet from in front of Archie and pulling it away from reach so he and the girls could see it,

“Oh Archie you have to say something! This is all too sweet.” Betty cooed but Jugheads laughter overpowered her, “Oh Juggie, just because some guys are romantic.” Betty sighed mockingly,

“I am mysterious and girls love that more.” He smirked before winking at her.

“This is all well and good guys but I am not talk to her. Now or anytime soon.”

“you could ask her to the dance!” V piped up getting all excited,

“Great idea!” Archie mocked, “When you find any reason for her to like me, let me know and I’ll go for it.” He sighed in defeat. If he was true to himself that was the real reason he had never gone up to her, they had never spoken and normally it was girls who came up to him and her? well she was not that kind of girl. She hung around with Ethel, not the vixens. She wore oversized cardigans, not mini skirts and her top knot was haphazard, not 3 hours worth of styling but all this just made her so much better than any of them. She was who she wanted to be, not who someone like Cheryl wanted her to be or how people said she should be, she was just herself and that’s how he wanted her.

One thing he never understood was that she spoke to everyone, except him. She was one of them people who didn’t have a ‘group’ she kind of floated between people with everyone liking her. One day she could talk to the geeks and the next be tutoring Reggie Mantle in science only to be back with musical theatre kids by lunch helping with rehearsals but she never spoke to this group. Ever. He had never understood why she had avoided them, he was sure that they had never done any wrong to her but she would almost always leave class quickly to avoid him.

As far as Archie knew, she was single but he couldn’t understand why. Half the boys in the football team adored her and not in some demeaning way. If they didn’t think of you as a sister to protect, they wanted to take you out for dinner. She managed to bring out the soft side of even the biggest guys in the school ad he could never figure out how, bur she certainly did it to him.

She found solitude in music and she would only practice in the theatre without anyone listening. 

Little did she know that Archie had found this out, he had been working to keep up with the rest of the music class that he had managed to join late. He had come across your secret practice sessions after looking for Valerie. 

She was too into her music to notice Archie staring from the back, and too focused to notice when Archie came in, even taking a seat and listening to the end of her piece. 

She played her last note, her eyes still closed…that is until he started to clap. When her eyes flew open she made eye contact instantly with Archie and paled dramatically,

“Sorry, I’ll be going I didn’t know you were in here…”
“No, no it’s fine.” He panicked a little, this was his only chance to talk to her, “please stay, for once?” she looked like a rabbit in the headlights but he had never seen her that way. She was normally confident, loud and cheery but this was so much different - as if she was scared of him but she nodded anyway still standing in the same spot clutching her sheet music, “look, I don’t know if you know me I'm…”
“Archie. Archie Andrews.” The fact she knew who he was made him smile stupidly, “I’ve seen you in music class.” she said quietly, “I'm…”
“(y/n). I know.” Archie looked down sheepishly at his feet as he said it, kind of glad she never brought up his football, when he was around her all he cared about was music, “I have been wondering if maybe…” he trailed off not really knowing where he was going with this.

“Maybe what?” she asked kindly, making her way down the stages stairs and to the auditorium where he stood,

“You would help me study. Music I mean, I was late starting.” He mentally kicked himself for chickening out but he now knew the real reason all the big guys went soft on her, her eyes were like molten pools that seemed to shine. She smiled innocently, everything about her was innocent she didn’t seem to be corrupted like most of the people in this town,

“Of course,” she said softly and with what he thought (and hoped) was a hint of disappointment. Turning, she went back up onto the stage to the piano and took her seat once again beckoning him to follow. He stood awkwardly behind her until she sifted over ever so slightly allowing him to sit beside her, “What do you need help with?” she pulled out her sheet music once again and placed it on the stand before tucking a pencil behind her ear,

“have you ever considered teaching someone piano?” he asked skeptically,

“I can try my best” she smiled before she started talking again but he zoned out watching the way her lips moved or how her long, delicate fingers would move across the keys with no visible effort. It wasn’t until she took his hand in hers placing it on the keys beneath hers did he snap out of it. His heartbeat elevating like never before as he turned to look at her his hand still under hers, playing keys he had never used before and playing music they were making together as she finally turned too look at him, their faces astonishingly close to one another,


“I would very much like to admit that I think you’re beautiful.” He didn’t fully know where the confidence came from, perhaps it was the feeling of her hand on his but he moved, reaching his hand up to remove the pencil from behind her ear and admired how her hair fell with it. Pushing it back he glanced at her lips, “I would also very much like to kiss you.” She didn’t say anything. She simply leaned into him, pushing her lips against his softly as if she was once again scared so he pressed himself further into her, wrapping his hand into her hair as he had dreamed of doing for the months he had admired her before she pulled away but stayed close to him, “Why did you stay away from me?” he asked timidly, so not to upset her after their moment,

“because it would have been hard to sit there and be close to you and not kiss you.” she murmured in reply, shocking him,

“Wait, what?” he moved a little further away to look at her, his hand still playing with her hair,

“maybe it was your laugh, or your eyes, or your smile. It could have been your hair, or your voice, or your personality. Whatever it was, it made me fall pretty damn hard.” she confessed looking into his eyes intently making him kiss her again, making her gasp a little in shock but returning the chaste kiss,

“Why didn’t you tell me all of this, instead of running away?” he looked confused like a lost puppy and tilted his head a little, “Why did you avoid me?”

“Because, for the first time, I didn’t want to make a fool of myself.” she admitted, turning back to look at the keys, Archie placing his hand on hers once again but this time on his lap, “so I listened to you singing from afar, in the common room, in class, when you were with your friends. And I would come to your football games, I would watch from the side of the bleachers where I couldn’t be seen by the other players for once. I mean, I love them guys, they were good to me but they weren’t you.”

“Wait, what?”

“Archie, I’m a pretty loud outgoing person but around you? You reminded me what butterflies felt like and I could never stop loosing my breath when I saw you looking back at me. That day when you helped me in music? Nothing could beat the butterflies I felt when I was around you. You made me feel a kind of happiness I’ve never experienced before.” He looked at her falling more in love with her by the second, by every word she said,

“Butterflies, eh?” he smirked a little making her laugh quietly, “So I guess what I felt wasn’t just a crush?”
“Never just a crush” she looked up at him, her eyes shinning in a completely different way, in a better way, “anyway, music” he smiled like an idiot,

“Right, music.”

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I'm Not in Love — Ch. 1

After being convinced by both Peter and Ned to dance with them at Flash’s end of the year party, Michelle is faced with a fear she didn’t realize she has before: slow dancing with Peter.

Pairings: Peter x Michelle (spideychelle)

An end of the year party. What were they, seven? Michelle didn’t even know why she was even at this lame party. Flash was hosting, and of course that meant everyone who was anyone would be there. including Peter and Ned. Michelle didn’t have many friends; actually, she didn’t exactly have any friends. Peter and Ned were more like acquaintances. Yeah, acquaintance was the right word.

But that wasn’t the point. She only went because she had nothing better to do. She would much rather endure three hours or so of socializing then sitting at home in her room, avoiding her mom. So that was why she was here, sipping apple juice out of a red solo cup in the corner of Flash Thomson’s home. It was crazy to think that people actually had a home. An actual home.

A black light illuminated her features as she observed everyone else. Flash was not only the dj, but simultaneously the head of security. It was amusing to see him skim the crowd of any unwanted people; a lot of them being boys who were too drunk to keep their hands to themselves. Maybe he wasn’t as bad as people make him out to be.

“Hey, look everyone! it’s Penis Parker!” Michelle took everything she just said back. Flash was an asshole. Her eyes fell onto Peter and Ned, who were shying to the edge of the crowd now after being called out. They made it close enough for her to call out and get their attention. “Hey, ned. Hey, Patricia.”

They looked confused at first, before walking over to her. “Uh, h-hey Michelle. Why are you here?” Michelle furrowed her brows at Peter’s question. “Am I not allowed to go to parties now?” She kept a straight face as she watched both of them fumble with there apologies, before talking over them. “Why are you always at these lame parties anyway?”

That was a question she should have asked herself. “It said it was an open invite. Why are you here if it’s so lame, then?” Ned asked. “Free food.” With that, she took a bite out of a tupperware container on the counter beside her. Ravioli? that was a little disappointing. She would have to rummage through their fridge some more to find some better rich people food later. They stood there in awkward silence for a moment, the buzzing of voices along with the vibration of the song humming through her body being just enough for her to shift uncomfortably.

“Uh, do you maybe want to uh–” “Spit it out, Parker.” “Dance? Do you wanna dance with us?” Michelle wore an overdramatic expression of deep thought for about three seconds before answering. “I don’t dance.” Ned laughed nervously. “Everyone dances, Michelle–” “That’s funny, because I thought I just said I didn’t dance?” But even her sarcastic tone wasn’t enough for these two. And so the dramatic begging began. “Ple—ase, michelle? Oh come on! One dance, one dance!” Even Peter was prodding playfully at her, but was careful; and smart, not to get to close to her personal bubble.

“You’re both brats.” She glared at the two, who looked similar to two begging puppies. “One song.” With that, Ned and Peter drug her out to the dance floor. The song playing right now; MKTO’s ‘Classic’, was apparently a midtown high favorite, as everyone, even those who Michelle noticed hung around the sidelines like herself, was dancing along to the rhythm. But then again, She didn’t dance. At least not in public.

“That’s not dancing, Michelle! You’re just swaying!” Peter called her out as she shifted from one foot to the other rather unenthusiastically. “I told you guys, I don’t dance,” she yelled out to them over the song. As the song came to an end, she crossed her arms over her chest. Michelle felt oddly warm for some reason. Was she embarrassed of dancing in front of them?

A small silence followed the end of the song before Flash adjusted the microphone to speak. “Alright, everyone, now we’re gonna take it back and make it real slow for this one.” You’re shitting me. Before she had a chance to find an excuse to leave the dance floor, 10CC’s ‘I’m Not in Love’ began to play. Her eyes darted around the room at the crowd, who were slowly pairing up. No, no, no. This was not happening.

Michelle took a step towards the wall were she originally stood, before ned caught her. “Hey, a promise is a promise! I found my partner, now you find yours.” He was carrying the tupperware container she was eating out of from before, cradling it as he slow danced. Her face went red as she slowly turned, to see Peter standing there just as red and sheepish as her. “Er - may I have this dance?” Michelle couldn’t find a sharp-tongued response this time.

Instead, she took a few steps towards him, and placed her hands awkwardly on his shoulders, avoiding his eyes at all costs. “This is the worst song ever,” she mumbled to break the awkward silence, to which he responded with a stuttered agreement. MJ would have described this as the worst thing she’s ever had to do in her life, but somewhere deep inside of her; yet she would never admit it, this was a dream come true.

wow that was interesting. please please please make sure to tell me if you enjoyed it and if you want more (: also i would love feedback as this is my first fanfic ever yikes 👀👀 also don’t hesitate to ask if you wanna be tagged in the next chapter ((((:

anonymous asked:

heeey! sorry to bother you. do you have any recs for fics where harry has a crush on draco? I'm in your fic recs tag (ur the best btw) and i've run across some pining draco recs, and i thought you might know some cute pining-harry (when is he not pining tho? he's so obsessed, but you know what i mean haha!!)

One pining Harry coming right up!

To Be Where I’m Going (In the Sunshine of Your Love) by @theboywholivcd (19k)
“He imagined Draco’s smile, all gums and slightly crooked teeth, his hair slicked back with Pacific water, and he knew: He’d travel as long as he’d need to if it meant he’d see that face. If it meant that Draco would hear the message he’d been carrying for so long. Maybe he didn’t have to travel the road alone anymore.“
Draco and Harry go on a road trip together. It’s about the journey, not the destination.

Azoth by Zeitgeistic (88k)
Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.

A Piercing Comfort by talithan (44k)
When Harry Potter hits the lowest point of his life so far, it is not his friends who keep him honest. With Draco Malfoy’s patience and guidance, Harry learns to stand on his own. The thing is, after the fact—he’s no longer sure he wants to.

Three Boxes and a Scrapbook by dracogotgame (30k)  
One year after being accidentally bonded to each other, Harry and Draco are free to move on with their lives. But perhaps, what they needed was here all along.

The Gentlewizard Club by @sophiefrench77 (28k)
Draco wants what Draco wants. And if he has to snuggle up to Harry to get it, well, surely, Draco can handle that. Problem is, not sure Harry can.

Good to Me (And I’d Be So Good to You) by AWickedMemory (9k)
Everyone returns to Hogwarts after the war, but nothing is quite the same. Harry’s groupies are creepier than ever, Ron and Hermione are snogging all over the place, and the once-proud Draco is shuffling around like a kicked puppy. But that’s okay: Harry’s got a plan. 

All Our Secrets Laid Bare by firethesound (149k) 
Over the six years Draco Malfoy has been an Auror, four of his partners have turned up dead. Harry Potter is assigned as his newest partner to investigate just what is going on.

Potential Gravity by zeitgeistic (32k)
Draco is not good at Cards Against Humanity, but Harry’s not good at being human, so it all works out. Except for the explosions. And Harry’s inability to live when Draco’s not around.

Time to Eternity by calrissian18 (16k)
Malfoy has wings.

A Convenient Impracticality by firethesound (38k)
Somehow Harry ends up agreeing to a fake relationship with his ex-nemesis-turned-friendly-acquaintance-with-benefits, except for some reason it involves an awful lot of actual dating and, sadly, not much sex. Confused? Harry is too, but when has anything with Draco Malfoy ever been as straightforward as it seems?

The Moon Looks Lovely Tonight by Omi_Ohmy (35k)
When Harry moves into the damp and empty Black house, it doesn’t quite feel like home. And then the first owl moves in. After that, it’s a steep slope leading to bed-sharing, more owls, assorted housemates, strange potions experiments, and terrible cooking. And a bit of waltzing, too.

For Love of a Family by icicle33 (30k)
A series of attacks by a group of neo-Death Eaters causes the Ministry to implement a new set of restrictions on former Death Eaters and their children. When Scorpius falls ill, Draco decides that he will do anything to save his son, even if it means marrying Harry Potter.

Here’s The Pencil, Make It Work by ignatiustrout (49k)
Harry thinks “Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?” is a much simpler question than, “Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don’t, what will you do?”

Left My Heart by Emmagrant01 (85k)
Auror Draco Malfoy has disappeared, and Harry Potter has been sent to San Francisco to find him. [Sequel Surrender the Grey]

The Vanishing Department by @dictacontrion (47k)
The things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, even if that involves a lot more form-filling, bickering, covert glancing, miscommunication, and flying furniture than we might expect. [Follow up Leather Bound History]

LipLock Jinx by Cassis Luna (21k)
It’s a jinx that renders the victim mute, unless he/she serves the purpose of the jinx and kisses the person that they desire. It’s just Harry’s luck that he’s in love with Draco. 

let me see you stripped (down to the bone) by traintracks (24k)
“So,” Malfoy said. “Are you in? Or are you out?” He turned and looked at Harry squarely.
Harry remembered the slow way Malfoy had slid his hand down his own stomach, into his pants – the outline of his long fingers gripping and stroking his own cock. The way his head had fallen back, exposing his pale throat.
How he had owned them all.
He took a deep breath. “I’m in,” he said.

No Other Superstar by lettered (21k)
Draco is sort of fucked up. Harry is sort of fucked up and really really famous. Together they fight crime! Not in this fic, though. In this fic they have sex.

Like a Real Family by Queenie_Mab (10k)
Harry thought he had all he wanted in life, raising Teddy and being the parent he’s always wanted to be, until he experiences what life with a partner could be like. Now if only Draco wasn’t straight.

Twelve Months by dysonrules (14k)
Hermione buys Harry a journal and he ends up using it to record his DEEP THOUGHTS. Not surprisingly, those tend to mostly involve Draco Malfoy.

(The Piece) I was Missing All Along by Lauren3210 (32k)
Draco and Harry have been flatmates and best friends for years, and Draco thinks life is just perfect that way. But when something comes along and threatens to take all that away, Draco has to decide what it is he really wants, and just how hard he’s going to work to get it.

The Kaleidoscope Charm, or 50 Shades of Rainbow Magic by Omi_Ohmy (26k)
Getting Draco Malfoy as a boss was not the worst thing that happened to Harry; getting a crush on him was.

Systemic Morality by zeitgeistic (34k) 
One screw-up changes everything. Harry really should learn to lock the door before having sex with Draco when his godson’s around. A tale of hot, steamy, flowing love—for Padma Patil and Theodore Nott. A tale of colossal screw-ups and slow, flangsty (sexy) resolutions for Harry and Draco.

And a Malfoy in a Pear Tree by lauren3210 (7k)
Draco works in a coffee shop. Harry drops by every day to get his fix. Of coffee, Ron.

The Little Marauders Nursery and Day Care by digthewriter (9k)
Harry Potter is the proud owner of The Little Marauders Nursery and Day Care and his favourite student is Scorpius Malfoy. Scorpius’s dad might be okay, too.

Reading Malfoy by Femme (15k) 
After thirteen years of hiding himself away in Muggle London, Draco Malfoy shows up again in the wizarding world–with a wickedly amusing memoir in hand. Harry doesn’t want to read it. Really. He doesn’t.

Humbug (A Christmas Tale) by Snegurochka (29k)
Draco has been taking his casual relationship with Harry for granted. Visits from four key ghosts the night before Christmas just might shake up his priorities in life.

So Worth The Yearning For… by digthewriter (7k)
After months (years, really) of pining, Harry accidentally asks Malfoy out on a date.

I Bet That You Look Good on the Dancefloor by birdsofshore (27k)
Harry felt lit up from inside as soon as he entered the bar. There were blokes dancing together, their bodies close to one another, not keeping a wary distance as Harry was always careful to do when he was near another man. God, he wanted this – wanted it so much he could taste it, a metallic tang of heat and desire. He suspected nothing would ever be the same again – especially when he saw who else was in the room.

The Holy Tree is Growing There by lotus_lizzy (18k)
The winsome, winsome elder tree Beneath whose shade I sit reclin’d;- It holds a witch within its bark, A lovely witch who haunts the dark, And fills with love my mind. ~George Burrow

He’s got fire for a heart, and I’m scared of burning by Samcgrath (11k)
Harry returns to England to help solve a particularly tricky case but nobody bothered to mention that he’d be working with Malfoy, who seems just as happy about it as Harry. In his absence, the wizarding world has changed in ways Harry’s having some trouble adjusting to while Malfoy struts around in his elegant robes and effortlessly charms everyone he lays eyes on. Months of grappling with his own feelings, trying to understand Draco’s, pining day in and day out - it can get a little tiring especially when Draco Malfoy is as infuriating as ever.

The Art of Seduction by playout (2k)
Harry and Draco are Auror partners assigned to go undercover at a muggle gay bar frequented by drug-dealing wizards.
Everyone knows Draco’s gay, but that Harry has been nursing a crush on the pompous arse for years is not so well known.
What could possibly go wrong?

The Expert by FantasyFiend09 (11k)
Harry finally gets a good case, but the Aurors are going to need some outside help.

These Little Things (That Guide Me to You) by huldrejenta (4k)
Harry realises his true feelings for Malfoy just as Malfoy decides to go travelling to find himself. Sometimes love means letting someone go. Sometimes going away will show you where your true home is.

The Perils of Peach Picking by sonata_de_morte (2k)
Draco Malfoy was a terrible person. On top of being a terrible person, he was a sodding tease. On top of being a sodding tease, he was fucking gorgeous. Too gorgeous for his own fucking good, Harry Potter thought mutinously.

You Were Crushed (Just Like Me) by firethesound (4k)
Something finally comes of Harry’s embarrassing crush on Malfoy. (Well, two somethings. Someones. Whatever. Also all of Harry’s friends are terrible.)

Voices From The Fog by noeon (13k)
After years of running away, Harry crosses paths with an all-too familiar face and follows him to Amsterdam.

Hidden in the Depths by envy_venis (21k)
Sometimes we know exactly what we’re looking for, even if it isn’t quite clear how to reach it.

Take the Air by dysonrules (50k)
Someone or something is attacking Muggles and leaving them for dead. Auror Harry Potter is assigned to the case, but with his usual partner unavailable, he is stuck with the worst, most anti-social, rude, and annoying Auror ever to walk the halls of the Ministry. Or perhaps he is only that way around Harry…

He’s got fire for a heart, and I’m scared of burning by Samcgrath (110k)
Harry returns to England to help solve a particularly tricky case but nobody bothered to mention that he’d be working with Malfoy, who seems just as happy about it as Harry. In his absence, the wizarding world has changed in ways Harry’s having some trouble adjusting to while Malfoy struts around in his elegant robes and effortlessly charms everyone he lays eyes on. Months of grappling with his own feelings, trying to understand Draco’s, pining day in and day out - it can get a little tiring especially when Draco Malfoy is as infuriating as ever.

Also, if you have a copy Drop Dead Gorgeous by Maya is a very good Pining!Harry fic. :)

BONUS // Q&A with Christian Yu
  • Christian and you have been spending so much time on Youtube. Watching everything from puppy videos to conspiracy theories. Christian then suggested to you that he wants to do a Q&A with you. He even printed out the questions so he knew you would say yes anyway.
  • Christian: C’mon babe, it would be fun and the fans will get to know us better. Pleaaaase.
  • You: Okay fine but you owe me something.
  • Christian: Awesome! The first question is where did you two go on your first date?
  • You: First date? I think we had dinner Jamie's Italian.
  • Christian: Yeah the one near Circular Quay and after that we went to check out the lights because Vivid was on. Oh and all of this is back in Sydney btw.
  • You: Mhmm. What's the next question?
  • Christian: What are your thoughts the first time meeting each other?
  • You: We actually met at Boost. We were waiting for our drinks and funnily enough, we ordered the same one. The girl called out the drink and we both went to grab it. Christian then insisted I take the drink so I did. I thought oh what a gentlemen, he's so sweet.
  • Christian: What did you do after you took the drink?
  • You: I said thank you.
  • Christian: Yeah and you just ran off.
  • You: I had a train to catch.
  • Christian: So rude babe.
  • You: So that was your first thought of me? Rude?
  • Christian: Nooo, I saw you standing there and I thought oh hey, this girl has good taste in clothes. I remember because we were wearing the same type of sneakers.
  • You: Nice save.
  • Christian: What is the most romantic thing that I have done?
  • You: I really loved it when you took me here for the first time. It was the afternoon and the sun was setting. The view out of this window was amazing! And you had like scented candles all around the place. Another bonus was you made dinner and DESSERT that night.
  • Christian: Yeah, you know that dessert was a fluke. I definitely did not expect the cake to rise because I added too much flour and little baking soda.
  • You: It was really good. So what are each other’s worst or annoying habits?
  • Christian: You babe have the habit of leaving the cupboard doors open. Like it's not fully closed or opened. Just like a few centimeters away from it being fully closed. Why don't you use a tiny extra effort to make it close all the way?
  • You: Er I wouldn't be bashing me with my habit, Mr. Always leaving the bathroom lights on. And Mr. Always Spending So Much Time On His Hair. Your hair is always fine babe.
  • Christian: Fine, guess we're both bad. The next question is what is your ideal date night?
  • You: We tend to have dinner at home then take a stroll. I remember that time when our stroll lasted until 3am.
  • Christian: Yeah, I remember that. And it's nice walking around at night because I like to shoot short videos on my phone. You guys probably can see them on my Instagram.
  • You: You included this next question?
  • Christian: I didn't read the questions beforehand. I just printed them straight off the net. What is it?
  • You: Are there any weird fantasies/kinks that you have or into?
  • Christian: OHHHH. I see what you mean. Do you want me to address this babe?
  • You: Yeah but keep it PG.
  • Christian: PG? I'll try. Umm we do a lot of erm you know, sexting, dirty talk and sometimes foreplay. That's all I'm gonna say.
  • You buried your face behind Christian's back.
  • Christian: Alright, glad we got that out of the way. The last question is do you have any funny, embarrassing sex stories?
  • You: Babe, you take this one as well.
  • Christian: Umm funny, embarrassing sex stories? Only one comes to mind. Okay so we were on the bed, this one behind us, and I was um going down on [Y/N] but my back was facing this wall. So like you couldn't see anything besides the back of my back and [Y/N]'s legs. Anyway so after the deed was done, we cleaned up and stuff then I realised my laptop's cam was still on. I was doing a short recording of Lori trying to jump on the bed before we did it and I forgot all out it. Turns out, it was recording the whole thing. So being me, I actually made a short time loop of me and [Y/N], you know just me going down on her.
  • You: I still can't believe you name that file as TEST01.
  • Christian: I wouldn't think anyone would open it.
  • You: But who opened it babe?
  • Christian: Dabin. Well I didn't expect him to open that file, not my fault. He thought it was a test video for his new mv. I should've filed that video in my personal folder and not on the Desktop.
  • You: Take notes for next time then.
  • Christian: Next time aye? Anyway Dabin couldn't even tell it was us.
  • You: Are you sure? Your tattoos and that painting on the wall would have given it away.
  • Christian: Well he hasn't said anything so let's just say Dabin didn't see anything.
  • You: Is that all the questions? I'm hungry now.
  • Christian: Hmm yeah, that was the last one. Want to you wanna eat?
  • You: Pizza and let's watch Back to the Future?
  • Christian: That's my girl.

lorelailuke  asked:

rucas for the ship thing :)

AHHH nice thank you hilde i was hoping someone would ask rucas, i can always count on you 

  • who hogs the duvet: riley fjdkaf riley is such a snuggle bug, that she always always wraps herself up in the blankets, and lucas would be annoyed, but riley always cuddles herself up next to him when she’s all wrapped up in the blankets, and she’s just so darn cute about it, he can’t be mad. so he just wraps his arms around her and uses her body heat to keep him warm. 
  • who texts/rings to check how their day is going: both of them, but riley does it far more often. i’m diving a little more into hc territory and @friarlucas‘s fic, but this happens especially during junior-senior year of high school when things aren’t Great with lucas, so riley is always just texting him, asking him how he is and giving him little encouragements to get through the day. 
  • who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts: riley! lucas and riley are both hella pro gift givers, and always give each other very sentimental things that usually make the other one cry, but riley’s are always out of left field and lucas never, never sees them coming so when she gives them to him he’s like “????? i love you ????? how did you do this?????” 
  • who gets up first in the morning: riley, lucas doesn’t get up that much after her, but riley usually is awake with the sun and she usually spends those early morning minutes before lucas is awake just Admiring him while he sleeps, because he looks so at peace. most of the time she’ll end up like stroking his face while he’s asleep which eventually ends up waking him up. 
  • who suggests new things in bed: fdjkaf probably riley. it’s always kind of sheepish too, like she’s always a little embarrassed about it, but her and maya are always reading cosmo and what not when they’re together and riley will see stuff and be like “huh….that’s……something” and it will take her like a week to finally bring it up to lucas but he’s always super cool about trying it, luckily at this point if they try something and it doesn’t work, they’ll just end up collapsed on each other in laughter. sometimes lucas almost never suggests things because he always gets worried about riley’s comfort, so he’s always afraid to make her uncomfortable. 
  • who cries at movies: riley cries at pretty much every movie her and lucas have ever seen, like she cried during some stupid comedy movie that they saw together and lucas was like “riley are you ok what happened” but that’s just bc riley is one of those sympathetic cries so if someone even lOOKS upset in a movie, she’s already in tears. however, whenever lucas and riley watch a movie where an animal gets hurts, lucas will  have to subtly wipe the tears from his eyes. they also both cry at disney movies, always. 
  • who gives unprompted massages: this is the same as i said in my zucas one, but lucas. with his fidgety hands, he’s always looking for something to do with them, and they almost always are doing Something relating to riley, whether that be braiding her hair or unbuttoning and buttoning up a shirt that she’s wearing, but one day while they’re studying, she casually mentions that she slept on her neck wrong and keeps moving it, so he just starts giving her a message, and it’s a win win situation, it gives lucas something to do with his hands and he gives really good messages to they always make riley feel better. 
  • who fusses over the other when they’re sick: they are both extremely, extremely guilty of this. both of them get fussy and jump into nurse mode when the other one in sick, the biggest difference is that when riley is sick, she lives for lucas taking care of her and he’s so good at it, always making her soup and bringing her medicine and making sure she always has a cold washcloth on her forehead and she loves it and it always makes her feel better to have him take care of her, whereas lucas gets VERY stubborn when he’s sick and for the first day he refuses to let riley take of care of him because “he’s fine!!” but then when he gets too weak to protest, riley is finally able to treat him with the same care that he treats her with when she’s sick. 
  • who gets jealous easiest: while riley has been prone to get jealous, lucas gets jealous a little more easily, mainly because he’s So scared of losing riley that it comes out more than he wishes it would. also lucas’ jealousy is usually completely impulsive and he’ll feel it even though he knows he has no reason to. this is something that really only happens in the earlier stages of their relationship, by the time they’ve been together for a while, they get much more confident in their relationship. 
  • who has the most embarrassing taste in music: lucas ajfkdaf lucas doesn’t think that he has embarrassing taste in music, but sometimes one of his songs will come on shuffle when they’re studying together and lucas will start humming or singing to himself and it’s some country song or weird 80s song that riley has never heard and she’ll just look at him across the room, and when he sees her looking at him, he’ll just start singing louder and getting more into it before riley just bursts into laughter and lucas is giving her a full on performance while trying to keep his own laughter in check because they’re NERDS 
  • who collects something unusual: while neither one of them have necessary unusual collections, they both keep pretty much EVERYTHING from their relationship. like riley has a box under her bed that has notes that lucas has written her, the riley sign he made during rah rah, movie ticket stubs, funny little drawings that maya has drawn of her and lucas, or that lucas has made for her, his valentine’s day cards, etc and lucas has a drawer in his desk that’s the “riley drawer” where the orange leaf sits, along with the little name tag she made him in sneak attack and just everything she’s ever given him or things that remind him of her. they both just have everything from their relationship, they’re hella sentimental. 
  • who takes the longest to get ready: riley, while lucas is extremely fussy with his own appearance, riley takes showers every morning and always takes a while to pick out her outfit, she doesn’t take all too long, but she takes a little bit longer than lucas, especially because she’s usually still getting herself ready when she fixes lucas’ hair and shirt the way she knows he likes them and then once riley has fixed his shirt and hair, lucas doesn’t touch it so then he just has a wait a couple more minutes for riley to finish up getting herself ready. he doesn’t mind though, because he loves watching her get ready in the morning. 
  • who is the most tidy and organised: neither one of them are “unorganized” per se, but lucas is definitely the more organized one of the two of them. he gets very weird about things being too out of order and it almost surprises riley how Clean his room is when she sees it for the first time. riley doesn’t let her room or locker get too messy, but if something is out of place, she doesn’t bother fixing it right away, unlike lucas, who kind of always needs things to be in their rightful place. 
  • who gets most excited about the holidays: riley! lucas doesn’t dislike christmas, but it was never a favorite holiday of his (especially with his weird kind of disconnected family), whereas riley has always loved it. she loves decorating their apartment and usually sets aside the first saturday in december for her and lucas to decorate together, they both make sure they take the day off, get a tree, make cookies so on and so fourth. lucas grows to love christmas as him and riley continue their relationship, but his excitement level never really competes with riley’s. 
  • who is the big spoon/little spoon: i’ve answered this before, but oH MAN lucas is almost always the big spoon, he’s very Protective of riley and while he’s well aware that she can take care of herself and doesn’t need his protection, he worries about her sometimes so when he’s the big spoon and he can just hold her in his arms, he feels at Peace because he knows that she’s safe. however, when things get Hard for lucas later in high school, sometimes riley is the big spoon and lucas likes it because riley feels like home and it makes him feel so much better. 
  • who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports: riley! riley is very competitive sometimes (she gets that from her mother), and while she never gets particular competitive when she’s playing a game with lucas, she gets competitive on behalf of lucas, more than once she’s been talked to by the baseball coach for getting too aggressive from the sidelines of his baseball games and yelling at the refs. this only becomes worse when they have children and their children are involved in activities. 
  • who starts the most arguments: riley, however, it’s never because she actually wants to argue with him about something. they hardly ever argue to begin with, but sometimes if riley really needs him to Hear something, she’ll get really frustrated and just kind of immediately jump to the argumentative place. she hates arguing with him and fighting about things, but sometimes it’s the only thing that seems to work.  let it be known though, this only happens like FOUR times their entire lives bc they both hate fighting and are v v good at communication, so they can usually talk through their issues.  
  • who suggests that they buy a pet: ok so here’s the thing, lucas is a vet so he LOVES animals and he’s down with getting a pet, but he wants him and riley to do it together, and they both are just always busy so they don’t get a chance to go to the shelter together, however, one day while lucas is at the clinic or in his internship, riley happens to stop by the shelter, not because she’s going to ADOPT but just to look, but then she meets the absolute cutest little dog in the entire world and he’s a puppy and needs a home and she just can’t say no, she she adopts him right there on impulse, names him pluto and then surprises lucas when he gets home later that day. luckily, pluto and lucas immediately bond and he’s only a lil angry at riley for like .5 seconds for not telling him before pluto has him wrapped around his little paw. 
  • what couple traditions they have: riley and lucas LOVE to take naps together?? this is something that starts about sophomore year of high school and just continues throughout their relationship, they’ll come back to her house after school, he’ll give her his sweatshirt and they’ll just nap together. they also love to go to the movies together on their date nights, and lucas will get popcorn and chocolate and riley will get jellybeans and they’ll split their treats up and just stare at each other while the movie plays in the background (neither one of them ever remember what the movie was about), also STUDYING together, they love doing that. 
  • what tv shows they watch together: riley is the only, i repeat only person who is allowed to watch cuddle bunnies with lucas, it’s one of their favorite things to do if they’ve both had kinda hard days but aren’t able to fall asleep and take a nap, they’ll just cuddle on her bed and watch cuddle bunnies together. real talk, they love to watch just like goofy kids shows together, because it makes them both happy. and while riley is always trying to get lucas to watch the knicks with her, he usually tries to avoid it because knicks fan riley kinda scares him a lil bit. 
  • what other couple they hang out with: rucas and smarkle double date like all the time, especially when zay and maya are both single, bc they’re the couples of the group. they never do anything crazy but they always have a good time, later in life, they hang out with joshaya all the time too, especially when there’s a big matthews family gathering, like joshaya and rucas will just stand in the corner and judge the rest of riley and josh’s family. 
  • how they spend time together as a couple: riley and lucas do basically everything together, like they’ll study together, watch movies, bake together, eat together, take naps, talk ALWAYS, they don’t actually Go out that much but any moment that they get to spend together they love. 
  • who made the first move: i mean technically lucas did?? he was the one that asked riley out in first date, so he kinda jump started the whole romantic aspect of their relationship, but she kissed him first, so they both kinda made the first move. 
  • who brings flowers home: lucas!!!! he’s such a sap!!!!! he always brings riley flowers!!! like there’s this one flower shop down the street from them that has the prettiest purple roses and once a week lucas always brings her flowers, not for any reason in particular but when she asks, he’s like “oh you just look so pretty today” or “i brought one of your cookies to work and it made me really happy so i brought you these” like he’s such a sap he just wants to buy riley flowers every day of his life!!! 
  • who is the best cook: lucas and riley both like to cook, but lucas is way better at it than riley is. baking is much more riley’s speed. so usually lucas will cook dinner and riley will bake something for desert and then they’ll do the dishes together. 

anonymous asked:

Hey! I know you have a ton of requests to do and I'm sorry to add on another one, but this idea has been in my head for a while and I don't want to forget it. Could you do a nice fic where the reader lives with Adam in the castle (maybe she broke the curse of she's just a friend) and she gets lonely because he has a lot going on after the curse is broken, so he decides that since she's a dog person, he is going to get her a whole litter of precious puppies and it's as fluffy as the pups. Thanks!

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“It’s nothing you’ve done, Master,” Lumiere insisted, placing a hand upon his friend’s shoulder. “She is just… she’s unhappy..”

“Well, am I- am I not enough?” Adam stammered indignant, his temper acting up. He wasn’t mad or anything, he was just confused. You’d been acting strange lately, not as enthusiastic when you skipped down for lunch, not reading as many books, you stayed in bed far later than usual. You just didn’t seem as happy as usual. He didn’t like it one bit.

“That is not it, Master,” Lumiere assured, giving his friend’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze.. “It’s just… You’ve been busy quite a bit lately, she misses you. She’s grown lonely and desolate.”

“Then what can I do?”

The pair looked down from Adam’s balcony, seeing you resting in the shade of the garden, FrouFrou sitting on your lap. “Well, Master, it appears the girl has a fondness for canines, why not… oh, perhaps get her a gift of some sorts? Company, maybe?”

“I suppose so…”

“Do you think this too many?” Adam asked his steward, holding up an entire litter of pups- around 8 in total- in his strong arms. A few of them had already tried to nurse on the large man, causing quite an awkward situation for the frazzled prince.

“Perhaps, but…” Cogsworth paused for a moment,  Master, where did you come across them?”

“A stray bitch in the woods, she’s getting a bath right now,” the prince chuckled, shrugging a bit. A pup squirmed free of his grasp and was now balancing on his forearm precariously, the poor thing almost fell but managed to dig it’s tiny claws into the larger beast’s flesh. Adam suppressed a growl, his slightly dormant animal instincts kicking in.

“I was just going to have her groomed and surprise (Name), but as I neared her, I saw these little ones crawling around under a tree stump,” Adam chuckled as one of the pups squirmed from his arms and onto the table the steward leaned against, Cogsworth hesitantly pet the pooch.

“(Name)?” Adam asks, knocking on the door to your room before slowly opening it. “Are you in here?”

“Hello,” you sigh from your bed, lethargically sitting up and getting some hair out of your face.

Adam walked in to your room, eyes adjusting to the lack of sunlight. Your blue curtains closed, filtering the light until the room had a faint hue tint to the light. The room smelled musty, unwashed clothes and dust. Clothes littered the floor, a book, half read, lay open on the floor, a bonnet obscuring it. A glass of water gone stale sat on the bedside table, dust gathering on the rim. Trays of food gathered around the table, nibbled at and forgotten.

A hand hung limply off the side of the bed, half covered with a wrinkled comforter. The comforter rose with the heave of a great breath, a different hand emerging to remove the blanket from your face. “Good evening, my prince,” you muttered, a small smile emerging on your face. His presence gave little sparkle to your eyes, but did prompt you to rise from your bed. You sat up, adjusting your nightgown for propriety’s sake. “To what do I owe the honour?”

Adam took a deep breath, looking round the room before noticing a dressing gown. Picking it up, he brought it to you. “Here, take this,” he looked away as you stood and covered yourself. “I’d like to go for a walk with you, if you would grant me the pleasure?”

“If you would allow me to get dressed, I’d love to, my prince.”

“Adam, please,” the brunet smiled at you, clapping his hands together before excusing himself to the hall. You lazily rose and got dressed in a simple gown with a winter’s cloak for warmth.

Meanwhile, Adam walked back and forth in the hall, impatiently waiting. Lumiere happened to be making his way down that hall and ran across his master. “Is all as planned, old friend?”

“Of course, Master!” Lumiere announced with flourish. “They are out in the garden, as you requested!” The maitre’d continued on his way then, on his way to do his own thing.

You emerged shortly after, looking a bit rejuvenated, but not yet back to your former glory. The dress looked lovely, a bit wrinkled but nonetheless flattering, your hair brushed well enough and your smile more present, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. It saddened the prince, his eyes softening as he looked down at you, a rare smile gracing his handsome features.

“Are you ready for your surprise?” He asked, the smile he gave letting a peaceful wave of ease wash over you.

“Of course.”

“Close your eyes- close them!” he instructed gaily, opening the door for you first and taking your hands to lead you out. You moved your head around, a smile of amusement finding your features as you felt the sun hit your face.

“Where are we?” You ask with a chuckle.

“Keep them closed!” Adam let out small chuckle at your small pout. “Okay, three…two…one, open them.”

Opening your eyes, you were greeted with the sight of a beautiful fluffy white dog sitting before you, a large green bow upon her head. “Oh she’s beautiful, Adam!” You exclaim, falling to your knees and urging the enchanting creature towards you.

“That’s not all,” Adam smiled warmly, nodding towards Mrs Potts to release the hounds.

Before you could react, 8 even fluffier little balls of joy had catapulted themselves upon you, tickling your skin with their eager kisses and tantalizing your senses with their beyond soft fur.

“Do you like them?” The Prince asked eagerly, wanting to get down to the ground with you, but timid out of the long-lasting fear of scaring and or harming smaller creatures.

“Of course!” You squealed, overwhelmed with the fluff. “Well, join me won’t you!”

“I don’t think-” Adam’s words were cut off when the runt of the litter came up to him and put its two front paws upon his leg, jumping eagerly, wanting some attention. The beast hesitantly leaned down and picked up the small creature, being very careful with it. Honestly, the little thing looked like an animated cottonball, hardly as big as Adam’s hand. It stood atop his open palm and eagerly wagged its nubby little tail, licking his thumb excitedly.

“I think he likes you!” You chuckled, patting the ground for the Prince to sit. He did so gently, making sure the runt in his hand was stable. “What are we going to name her?”

Adam smiled at the pup. “I’m not sure,” he chuckled, looking over to the seven pups and worrisome mother hound in your lap. “But I don’t think I’ll have as much difficulty as you, after all you have eight and I have a mere one.”

“You mean-” you looked down to the dogs in your lap then back up to the Prince with excited eyes. “You mean they’re all mine?”

“Of course,” Adam beamed at your excitement, chuckling slightly as the pup began to gnaw on his thumb with its baby teeth. “I’ve noticed loneliness has monopolized your time as I’ve grown more busy repairing my kingdom, so in the meantime until rest is restored, I thought you could use more enjoyable company than your dirty laundry.”  

Placing down the puppy in your arms, you wrap them around Adam tightly. “Thank you,” you muttered into his ear, burying your face in his shoulder. “Really, this means the world to me.”

Adam tentatively wrapped an arm around you, “It was my pleasure,” he whispered back, enjoying the affection. When you removed yourself, he took a deep breath and looked at one of your pups who thought his shoe seemed a suitable place to urinate. You stifled a chuckle as Adam used his foot to lift the dog up and away from him as he sighed at his ruined shoes. “So, what are you going to name the mongrels?”

anonymous asked:

29. “I thought you were dead.” Andriel?

bitch i heard andriel not andreil so that’s what you’re getting ayt

fic meme 1-100: andriel (andrew + nathaniel) + 29. “I thought you were dead.”

send me a pairing (preferably from aftg/trc, but you can send me anything) and a number and i’ll write you a drabble (1-50) (51-100)

“The last time it got this bad, I remember having to go to… extreme measures to handle it.”

Andrew stiffened at the thought of whatever methods Betsy was implying. Surely she meant healthy and valid preventive measures, which are proven to have worked, designed by reliable and credible psychiatrists?

Then again, when had he ever trusted any psychiatrist? Ever since Neil, really, when had he ever trusted anyone? Betsy didn’t count, even if she was the closest to what Andrew considered the definition of trusted.

Dissociative identity disorder, he learned a long time ago, wasn’t just Neil Josten forgetting himself. It wasn’t just Nathaniel Wesninski coming back to life whenever he wanted to.

It was Andrew needing to have the capacity for two entirely different beings, separate but so intricately intertwined that they were forced to live in the same body, and had no choice in the matter. Because they weren’t conscious of the concept of being separated. Nor could they be.

Putting his hand on the doorknob, Andrew asked, “Who is he today?”

Betsy sighed, and put her hand on Andrew’s shoulder, gave it a reassuring squeeze. She took it away before Andrew could flinch.

“He’s Nathaniel today,” Betsy replied, shoving her glasses up the bridge of her nose. As the door went ajar, she added, “He hasn’t been Neil for weeks. So he might not know who you are.”

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‘I Can Try’

A/N: Ok this was a short scene inspired by TWD 167.

Apologies if Andrea is OOC. I’ve never attempted to write her before. Also, this is cheesy as fuck and stupid, but nobody said inspiration always led to good things.

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fab912  asked:

*slides in* Yoooooo, I'm new to sending these kinda asks and you're a fairly new blog. This will go great lolololol SO! How about the RFA meeting MC prior to the whole game incident and growing to have a crush on em? (Maybe their first attempt to ask them out in this scenario? I dunno up to ya) 💚

my deAR friend i’m sure this will work out great ;) and what an interesting request! tbqh thathas been an hc of mine for quite some time! what if mc met rfa before all that fiasco?? this will be fun to write! fingers crossed so i won’t disappoint you!! ps! i am so sorry completing this took me long! Dx


  • jaehee didn’t know when exactly it started happening
  • but she was in too deep by the time she realized she was falling for mc
  • because! mc was just! so smart! and that was a trait this girl found so! pleasing!!
  • it wasn’t even that they got perfect scores every time
  • because mc didn’t
  • but their ideas and perception of each concept was so intriguing jaehee honestly felt offended when the teachers ignored them or tried to put them down
  • because ?? no?? if it’s not in the book, doesn’t mean mc’s point of view is wrong? it’s just new! and so fresh!
  • she lowkey worries for mc because their originality is great and all but they should focus on scoring higher grades so they can get a job they actually deserve??
  • their out of the box thinking and perceptive skills will go to waste if they can’t get into a nice college
  • gets blushy around mc a lot
  • they don’t  talk much but when they do, they have long and deep conversations
  • mc is so understanding too! sometimes jaehee is embarrassed that they bring out such a different side to her. that they manage to bring out her real feelings from behind her mask so easily
  • offers to tutor mc in whatever subject they need when final year exams are nearing
  • doesn’t listen to the voice inside her head telling her she’s mostly being selfish by doing this


  • ahhh! this boy! cannot handle!
  • he was so awed by that person! they made everything the did seem cool!
  • rika told him they had joined only a few months before him 
  • rika was helpful but mc helped everyone! even the people volunteering
  • which meant, embarrassingly, yoosung got to have his first actual conversation when he needed help calming a box full of puppies and mc came over
  • he realized he was crushing on mc ten times harder now because ! they were so gentle?!
  • he was always gentle with kids and animals, and rika had told him he was a natural
  • but if he was a natural then mc was so much more?
  • the first thing he said was ‘are you an animal whisperer?’ and promptly felt embarrassed
  • but mc just laughed
  • they said they’d teach him too
  • he had so much fun planning educational games for orphans with mc!
  • they were so creative and neat in their work but at the same time alway taking suggestions to heart and always asking for his opinions to keep him involved
  • boy wanted to confess sooo many times! but he never did! always chickening out
  • he hoped mc got at least a little bit of hint every time he lovingly baked them cookies or cupcakes?


  • zen was so impressed when a rebellious kid joined their gang
  • turned out mc had actually been in the gang before him
  • they had only been on ‘leave’ for finishing their last year of high school
  • zen was so drawn in because??
  • all the other members respected mc so much??
  • not that he thought it was problematic or weird
  • it was actually really nice
  • actually noticed he was crushing so hard on mc when they taught him a very cool moves
  • was shook and awed when he found out mc created those moves??
  • felt he could relate to mc’s shitty family situation- which happened to be the main topic they bonded over
  • felt even more motivated to become an actor after the endless discussions on past and future and plans with mc
  • especially because they were adamant he should follow his original dreams ‘even more so because it will be big fuck you to your family!’ they ended with a decisive nod
  • honestly felt he could kiss mc right then
  • totally refrained but always said the most romantic lines he could remember from the plays he read
  • loved how mc and the others used to bring him plays because they knew of his original dream
  • so totally wanted to marry mc but was satisfied watching them from afar for now
  • he felt mc was so much more than he was at the moment 


  • it was one of the times jumin escaped his security guards and went shopping by himself
  • it irked him how journalists kept ‘discreetly’ taking pictures but he couldn’t blame them entirely
  • he had left the security behind after all
  • cut his trip, which had been meant to be leisurely, short and hurried to the pet accessories shop he had seen online
  •  he had specifically planned the whole thing so he could go there during the busiest hours of day- meaning no crazy rich ladies to hog him there
  • cause they would be working or at saloons or planning kitty parties
  • is pleasantly surprised when the sales person just greeted him when he entered and went back to reading their book
  • no following him around too closely, no annoying chatter, no attempts at flirting, no buttering him up because he was jumin han and he was visiting their shop
  • surprisingly enough he found himself trying to make conversation
  • when they left their perch at the counter to come show him towards the latest collar collection, he noticed their name tag and found it to be a perfect fit to the owner
  • mc was not unpleasant to him in anyway, while at the same time they weren’t trying to leech him off. it was so refreshinG!
  • boy actually found himself coming every week at the same time, same day to catch mc
  • their behavior didn’t change towards him accept when he mentioned offhandedly that he liked buying things for his cat
  • they got so excited and asked if he could show pictures
  • he was so shook when he realized he was crushing on mc??
  • he wondered if it was because they adored cats so much or because they had nice eyes or because they dressed well?
  • after weeks of not seeing them and feeling so anxious and worried, he actually asked them out the first day he saw them
  • it was shocking to them both
  • mc laughed and told him they had been sick and then caught up with some exams, as a way of telling him why they hadn’t been to the shop, before saying that yes. they should go watch a movie together sometime


  • seven was ! so! stressed!!!
  • he saw a figure already at his usual spot
  • they weren’t at his spot. but they were still pretty close by
  • this way neither of them could actually relax, he knew
  • because why else would the person be there?
  • he made his way over anyway, and sure enough, about 2 feet away, and the person actually noticed him because they whipped their head around in his direction
  • he waved awkwardly at them
  • the third time this happened, he actually walked over to the person and tried to make small talk
  • mc was actually a good listener, so he found it easier to talk to them while staring at the stars
  • he liked that they didn’t pry too much or ask questions he might get in trouble if asked
  • he asked mc one day why they never asked questions? because he was so sure they must be dying to know some things at least. 
  • they told him that he never pressured too much when they didn’t wanna talk or tell him about something and they just wanted to return the favor. that they didn’t want to stress him anymore that he was by asking questions he ‘probably wouldn’t wanna answer’
  • was so relieved he thought he could cry
  • decided to never pressure mc into talking, not at all, not even as a joke
  • realized he was crushing on mc hard by the time 3 months were over
  • ended up running from his feelings before finally actually admitting to himself
  • but decided to resolutely noT do anything, for their own safety if anything

  • this was obviously before he met rika
  • he had been on a trip to the country side  to take pictures
  • it was a beautiful sunrise and looking through his lens at the scene, he had to take a double take because he thought he saw an angel or some other mystical creature?!
  • snapped away so many pictures within moments before he dared to pull the camera away
  • and no, it wasn’t an angel
  • it was a person who had conveniently been present at the scene he had wanted to capture
  • caught up to them because he felt he needed to thank them 
  • obviously mc had no idea what that sweet looking man was thanking them for
  • v asked them to have breakfast at the inn together because it was so! important!
  • now mc was a bit worried but they agreed 
  • excitedly showed them the pictures from that morning while they wait for their food and mc is shook?? are you a photographer??? these are so good!!
  • v can not contain his smile and is all dimples because the compliment is so honest and genuine. but he needs to tell them!
  • says that he is a photographer, but mentions he is nothing big yet. also says that mc had been what made the pictures so magical
  • mc is flattered but tells him to believe in himself more and to give himself the credit he deserved because his work was stunning
  • v realizes that day that it is possible to fall in love with your own art work. definitely!
  • because mc wasn’t even his art work and he was falling for them so hard by the end of the day?
  • is so satisfied that he got mc’s contact information because he had to send them the pictures
  • is totally going to ask them out sometime!

anonymous asked:

OMG I absolutely love the spam you just did about that night when KD were super intimate with each other. Could you please do one on the kolon sport incident where we heard the conversation between the two of them. That was the same time when JI got caught caressing KS's ear and then got really self conscious and stopped. I love this moment and would love to hear what you say about it. Thanks ^^

Thank you for liking the spam I did previously ;-;

(credit to gif/pic owners, some of the gifs are mine) 

ok so *cracks knuckles* I’m happy you asked about this moment, cuz it’s one of my faves!!

so first the vid.. 

I talked about this in a previous spam BUT, basically, this vid has gained attention due to the fact that nini is obviously being flirty with soo (and soo is loving the attention fyi, his eyes are all *__*). Nini switches from formal to informal language, back and forth, throughout the vid which is considered to be flirty (guys tend to do this when they’re trying to pick someone up and ppl have commented saying that just bros do not act like this or speak like this) 

nini was wearing the ring in the “wrong” way, according to soo, so he decided to be cute and “scold” him for it~ 

NOW THIS!! The way soo calls nini babo (stupid) is SO cute!!! And nini reacts very cutely to it and goes all flirtybear mode on soo. cuz he’s all like “i’m stupid??” and you really need to watch the vid to understand fully, cuz he says it in such a flirty way T____T

you should hear the way soo giggles in the vid *cries a river* he’s SO loving the attention from nini!! (I’m screeching at this point)

Happy!soo now that nini puts on the ring right xD (intriguing how the placement of a ring can be SO INTERESTING to discuss ;))

a closer look. see the way nini looks at him? he’s tilting his head and giving those eyes…. and soo is giggling I repeat GIGGLING!!!

after some time, the photographer actually scolds them for not focusing so they have to stop flirting talking, and nini becomes super pouty cuz he wanna talk more with his baero

look at the way nini looks at him.. he just wanna talk to soo again ;;;;; 

I think soo kinda feels bad for being scolded while working, so he ignores nini a bit, which makes nini go “PLS LOOK AT ME IM A SAD HEARTBROKEN PUPPY” x1000 

let’s talk about ba-ek xD

ba-ek observing the flirting couple beside him (poor ba-ek tbh)

idk this guy looks a little concerned to me

not to sound too delulu (might be too late tho?), but.. ba-ek notices a camera and does look a little worried.. perhaps..maybe..yes..i..think..so..

ok so, at the same shoot, we got kaisoo chilling together once again (ofc)

Nini is rubbing soo’s ear (highly intimate), and soo’s got his arm lazily resting on nini’s leg. they look comfortable AF tbh. 

BUT then they notices that a camera is filming them O__O, so suddenly they change positions to look a little less intimate, cuz now they realize that they can’t be all carefree and chill with each other.. 

backview.. while they were chilling by the fence you can see that nini was stroking soo’s wrist/hand (cries) at one point

I rest my case tbh :)

anonymous asked:

Tw for parental abuse so don't feel obligated to answer or read this if you don't feel comfortable!! But I'm having such a bad Abuse day and I don't know what to do like I feel like I'm faking my abuse and I'm just a bratty teen but like also I feel so terrible and like I'm gonna throw up and I'm almost shaking and I'm so anxious bc of my dad and how do u deal with bad abuse days bc I literally don't have any one to talk to about it so I just don't know what to do :(

well i’m not currently still in my abuse, nor is my abuser still here, but i completely understand what you mean by your abuse not feeling valid or ‘abused enough’. what you gotta understand is that no abuse is worse than another, abuse is abuse. like that picture with the dogs: different people can handle different things. the small dog has one arrow in its back and is suffering, but the big one has many and is still managing to stand. it doesn’t matter how ‘much’ abuse you had, any abuse at all is utterly damaging, and it depends completely on your circumstances. 

for example, two of my older brothers went through (i assume, i don’t have the memories) pretty much the same thing as me. but because it happened during my ‘developmental’ phase, or because i was youngest, or smallest, or whatever, it’s affected me a lot more than it has them. does that mean i’m bad or over reacting? not at all, it just means things affected me more, and that’s not your fault. you can’t help how major things will affect you, and it’s shitty, but you can’t blame yourself for that. 

as for ways of coping with the impact abuse leaves; make sure to be gentle with yourself. cuddle up if you feel shaking or nervous, surround yourself with things you like and make you feel good. for instance, if you have a soft toy that’s made you feel calm, cuddle it. if you have a particularly nice feeling blanket? get under it. and allow yourself to cry. sometimes it’s good to be sad and recognise that yes, there will be times when you’re sad, but there will also be times you are not. and isn’t that just a show of your talent and bravery? if you can, try and eat something when you feel like this to stabilise yourself, i promise it can help even when you feel like you dont need anything. 

here are some games/links i use to calm myself down after things like this:

Q&A with Jay Park
  • Request: Can we have a Q/A with Jay as the bf. You are a singer as well, so basically you met at a concert :) and now you were friends before becoming a couple.. And it was SsamD who pushed both of you to confess that you like each other haha full of teasing pls
  • I hope you like it : )
  • ---
  • After watching Simon’s Q&A with his girlfriend, Jay wants to do one with you. Both of you are always busy due to hectic schedules - Jay with his label and you with your singing career. Luckily for both of you, Jay has found some time between his work and you were in Seoul for a press tour for your new album. So Jay asked you to come into the studio to do the Q&A with him along with Simon who will be asking the questions and doing the filming.
  • Jay: Simon, you can’t ask any other questions except the ones on the cards ok?
  • Simon: I know, I know. I've done this before so I should I know better than you, Park Jae-Beom. Ok, I'm ready. Action!
  • Jay: Aiight. Hello everyone, My name is Jay Park and I'm here today with my lovely girlfriend aka [Y/N].
  • You: Hi!
  • Jay: Just a hi, babe? No I'm here with my sexy boyfriend? I'm just messing with you babe so we're going to a Q&A today just like the one with Simon.
  • Simon: They like to copy me. Anyway the first question is where did you two go on your first date?
  • You: First date? I think we were both in your hometown, Seattle. Jay asked me to go this local Mexican place. The food there was amazing!
  • Jay: Yeah, we went to Luna Azul. Shout out to them. Go check them if you're in the area. We didn't do much after hey?
  • You: No, we didn't. It was raining that night so we went back to your house.
  • Jay: Damn right, we went back to my house. I pressed her buttons that night hehe
  • You: What buttons? I think you meant your PS4 controller babe because we played games that night as well.
  • Jay: As well...
  • Simon: Ayyyy TMI. Save those stories to the end.
  • Jay: Whatever man. Read out the next question.
  • Simon: What are your thoughts the first time meeting each other?
  • You: We met at Justin Bieber's concert. We were both in same VIP room.
  • Simon: What did you think of him?
  • You: I thought he was a very cold person at first because he wasn't really talking to anyone besides his crew. But also, very imitating.
  • Jay: Imitating? Who, me?
  • You: You're right. Jay is like a very enthusiastic.. puppy. He may look like a cold person but once you start talking to him, he's very funny and sarcastic.
  • Simon: What about you, Jay? What did you think of [Y/N]?
  • Jay: I noticed her well before we all got settled in the room. I thought, wow this girl has a very pretty smile and also that ass!
  • You smack Jay on his chest.
  • Jay: I'm sorry baby. Seriously, her smile lit up the room. I was very hesitant to talk to her because I thought she already had a boyfriend. I mean, someone that good looking wouldn't be single.
  • Simon: And ahem who told you to go and talk to her first? Before the Biebs would ask her to go to his after party.
  • Jay: It was you, Simon. He purposely pushed me into her. But in seriousness, I'm thankful for that. Otherwise I wouldn't be as happy as I am today.
  • Simon: Aww too cute, Park Jae-Beom. You better mention me during your wedding. So what is the most romantic thing that he/she has done?
  • You: The time when Jay flew out to Taipei to surprise me on my birthday. I didn't know but when I left Seoul to go to Taipei, Jay was on the next flight out. But he didn't show up until my concert the next night. He surprised me on stage. I kind of hate him for that because I cried and it ruined my makeup.
  • Jay: Do you know how hard it was knowing we were in the same hotel and having to avoid you?
  • You: What was hard, Jay?
  • Jay: I can't say it because Simon is here.
  • Simon: I'm sure I know what I mean Jay. You don't need to speak in codes.
  • Jay: Anyway, I think the most romantic thing [Y/N] has ever done to me, well actually she usually does it when I have a shit day. [Y/N] always prepares a bath for me. You know, with those cool bath bombs and candles.
  • Simon: You in a bath tub? That's an odd picture. Ok, what are each other’s worst or annoying habits?
  • You: Jay's tongue!
  • Jay: My tongue?
  • You: You're always sticking your tongue out. It's so annoying when I want to take a proper picture. Like your tongue should stay inside of your mouth baby.
  • Jay: That's not what you wanted or said last night.
  • You smack Jay across the chest again.
  • Jay: Haha. And you have the bad habit of taking my jackets and caps. To make things worse, she would pack them into her bags when she leaves. It's fucking winter right now and all I've been doing is wearing layers.
  • You: Good. Wearing layers would make it look like your arms are big and muscly.
  • Jay: Hey!
  • Simon: Alright love birds. Next question what is your ideal date night?
  • You: I prefer staying in you know, just a home cooked dinner and Netflix is fine. Plus I get to show Jay how to cook.
  • Jay: Yeah. Given our crazy schedules, it is always nice to wind down and relax.
  • Simon: That's nice. We're nearly at the end of this, are there any weird fantasies/kinks that you have or into?
  • Jay: I've seen shit going around saying that I have a daddy kink..?
  • You: Ha!
  • Simon: Does he, [Y/N]?
  • You look at Jay.
  • Jay: Fo real tho, I don't.
  • You: He actually doesn't but when he's annoying, I use that against him which makes it worse sometimes and he would pun-
  • Jay: Aye baby don't give away too much.
  • You: Oops, sorry...
  • Jay: Also, I'm just going to straight out tell them this. I like seeing [Y/N] strip.
  • Your face was blushing and you could feel your cheeks burning up.
  • Simon: Okay, last question do you two have any funny, embarrassing sex stories?
  • You: There are many, right Jay? I remember the one with your song. I'll tell it. We usually listen to music when we um do it and there was this time when one of Jay's songs was playing. What was it again?
  • Jay: It was Do What We Do.
  • You: That's right. So apparently, the track was like the first recording Jay made and at the end, you could hear Simon and Gray talking. They were having an argument of what's better - dumplings or ramen. It was so weird hearing them because I thought they were in the same room as us. So awkward and I couldn't stop laughing afterwards.
  • Jay: Yeah and that was the last time we ever have songs playing in the background.
  • Simon: Aha, sorry guys. Okay that's all the questions, now say goodbye to your fans.
  • You: Thanks for watching this and I hope to do another one soon. Mwah!
  • Jay: Thank you and please go support my baby. Her new album has just dropped, go listen and buy it now! Peace! AOMG! Argh!

blackdionysus  asked:

(1/3 because I'm always finding fics where they like confess to each other and then like the next day someones gettin penetrated and THEN they decide to date and its like jc slow down guys. i mean its fine i guess it just bothers me that they hardly ever get to talk about their relationship in fics like this besides harry saying "the wars over" or "we were kids we've grown since then things are different" in post howarts fics and no one saying anything else about it ever again.

2/3  and im like hey i see that you wanna ship stress free but theres more to it than that like with their history i can’t imagine them hooking up without a whole lotta apologized and schooling on what they did wrong and why. i mean it could just be me but if i were harry, draco sparing my life and liking me wouldnt make me suddenly absolve him of how he treated me and my friends before + the general rottenness. and bc of how they treat each other i have a hard time imagining them suddenly being

3/3 comfortable with or getting too close to one another without giving each other time to adjust to the shift in their relationship and develop trust. bc you can have mixed feeling for someone and i cant see either of them wanting to fuck/feeling so sorry for one another SO badly that theyd let it override everything else (bullying/racism/guilt). i mean i really hate to complain but like 90% of dracos redemption is always chalked up to either 1)his dad raised him wrong or 2)the war is over

Hey @arima-fucker​! I have some thoughts! (lolol #themeoftheday) I’m hanging on to the first part of this, which was a rec request, because I’m not taking rec requests at the moment but would like to put out a general call for recs where Draco and Harry get into their history, and will compile whatever other people come up with (with credit ofc!!) and think on some myself.

Before I get into it, just a general “Hey, I agree!” Because hey, I agree.

I do wish there was more H/D fic that really addressed the stuff that goes down between them in canon because holy shit that is not little stuff. Draco is part of a genocidal movement that killed Harry’s parents and godfather and would like to kill him and his two best friends, too. Draco also is a pretty big bully. There’s name-calling, there’s taunting, there’s the time he led a school-wide campaign against Harry, there’s the time Draco interrupts Harry’s game by showing up dressed as his biggest fear and it messes him up so badly he’s pretty seriously hurt iirc, and Draco does that just for fun. And yes, Harry talks back, and yes Hermione punches him, and yes Harry Sectumsempras him, but imo it’s really not on the same level. And yes, Draco was a minor and under a lot of pressure, but even if you set aside the Death Eater stuff (which is a pretty tall order) how many of us would look back at our childhood bullies and go “Hey, we all had rough childhoods, let’s make up and also get in my body right now”? Not many. I’ve been out of elementary school a long time and there are still a couple of guys I might like to kick in the nads. Even if you can forgive someone, it doesn’t mean that you forget how they made you feel. Even if there’s an explanation for someone’s behavior, it doesn’t undo the harm they caused.

For a long time that put me off this ship completely. Could not, would not.

It’s since become one of the things I find most interesting about this ship. What changes in circumstance can make us empathize with our enemies? What does someone have to do to be redeemed? What is forgivable? What isn’t? How far does forgiveness extend? What role does love and/or attraction play in all of that? Does forgiveness have to come first? Or redemption? Or are interpersonal relationships what make people willing to re-examine their beliefs in the first place? When so much fic skips over the hashing out of their history, that’s a lot of fic that’s skipping over potential storytelling goldmines, and that’s a loss. How human, how deep, how interesting are those stories? I know I like to read them. They’re not the only thing I like to read, and yeah sometimes I wanna ship relatively stress-free, but I do wish there was more of this, and more of this went beyond “two sides of the same coin” “we were both young and coerced” “it’s the fault of the last generation” “the war is over and we’re older now.” And I think that can be done!

Then want to separate it out into three things. Under the cut because this is already long. 1) The Role of Fanon, 2) Having Sex vs Falling in Love, 3) Redemption Doesn’t Have to be a Bummer, 3A) Ways that Draco Malfoy Can Demonstrate Redemption Without Becoming a Defanged Fluffy Puppy and/or Miserable Penitent

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Author’s note: Kuroshitsuji with 15. Let’s make this a competition.”
First Christmas prompt! #fail Oh well, it’s Christmas somewhere, right? Right. Thanks so much for your lovely compliment! Hope you had a lovely Christmas and enjoy this little fic!

Summary: When Ciel’s servants fail to make him happy during everyone’s favorite holiday of the year, Sebastian suggests they turn this into a small competition. The first one to make Ciel smile or laugh is the winner and of course, as the perfect butler, Sebastian has a few tricks up his sleeve.

Word count: 2k (woops)

The smell of snow was already penetrating his room and Ciel woke up groggily, already annoyed at the familiar scent, and saw a blurry Sebastian preparing a cup of tea at the foot of his bed. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Ciel sat up straight and let out a small huff when his butler looked up at him, the usual smile permanently plastered on his face.

“Good morning, young master. Did you sleep well?”

“As if you care,” Ciel mumbled and scooted over to the side, letting his feet dangle above the ground as Sebastian walked over to him with his tray.

Fortunately, the strong aroma of the earl grey tea took his mind off the fact that it was snowing outside and he purposely held the steaming cup right under his nose, practically forcing himself to smell nothing but that.


Oh, how he loathed this holiday. The only good thing was the profit he made with his company because people were dumb enough to buy presents for their loved ones. It was honestly the most useless day of the year, along with his birthday. Winter reminded him too much of the loss of his parents and his childhood, which was why he was giving Sebastian even more death stares than usual.

He couldn’t focus on the newspaper, his breakfast or his tea for that matter. He couldn’t even think of any random insults for Sebastian who was graciously ironing his clothes for today.

“You seem a bit tense today, my lord,” Sebastian mumbled as he gently dressed Ciel in a simply, yet fancy suit for the special occasion. “Anything I can do for you to make you feel better?”

As much as he wanted to not go downstairs and celebrate Christmas with the rest of his servants, Ciel didn’t have a choice so he shook his head, shrugged Sebastian’s hand off after he had tied a red tie around his neck and left his room, getting tailed by Sebastian’s quiet yet obvious footsteps.

The minute he got to the main living room, he was met with an explosion of “Merry Christmas, young master!”s, “Hope you like the presents we got you!” and “I did all the decoratin’ myself, sir,” and Ciel couldn’t be more annoyed. Even though they all meant well, he couldn’t help but glare at the gigantic Christmas tree in the farthest corner of the room, decorated with sparkly baubles, angels and everything else they could think of.

Finny started arguing with Bard about the chocolate cake that was in the middle of the large, beautifully decorated table, which somewhat appealed to Ciel because it was something sweet, but it still made his eyebrow twitch.

He took a seat at the head of the table and let Sebastian cut the first slice because it didn’t look like his servants were going to stop bickering any time soon. Mey-Rin was doing her best to stop them by flailing around like a butterfly while Tanaka sat in his usual corner, drinking his tea.

No matter what they did, they couldn’t get Ciel to be excited about Christmas. Every person in that room knew why he was not going to put on a fake smile, or at least pretend he liked the presents they got him, because everything about this holiday reminded him too much of the fire. So instead of listening to them constantly trying to cheer him up with silly stories, dance-moves and more sweet foods, Ciel just sat there, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand, watching them with a blank expression.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he did appreciate their efforts, namely Finny’s because he was trying the hardest by hugging him close and running his rough fingers through his hair while the others simply ran around in circles like lunatics. Sebastian was watching everything quietly, his blood colored eyes containing a neutral glitter while he cleaned the table.

“It’s no use,” Mey-Rin said, totally and utterly defeated as she held her face. “We cannot make the young master happy. And I thought he’d surely enjoy our presents and cake…”

“It’s obviously not his favorite day of the year,” Finny mumbled quietly against the back of his head and pulled away. “Did you at least enjoy the cake, my lord?”

“I did, it was quite tasty,” Ciel replied honestly and cleaned his fingers with his handkerchief, feeling undeniably cold without Finny’s presence. “You did a good job on that.”

They had probably put loads of sugar in it to hide their mistakes because it was a tad bit too sweet, but since he liked sweet things, he didn’t have anything to complain about. Plus, it was fun to see Sebastian’s disapproving look when he said that, obviously not pleased with the fact they made a cake without his surveillance. The latter was what made the white lie worth it because Sebastian was looking between him and the cake with the sourest expression he had ever seen.

However, the irritated expression was soon replaced with a cool one and Sebastian straightened up. “Let’s make this a competition, then. See who can cheer the young master up today. The winner can relax and take it easy for the rest of the day.”

That asshole clearly had a plan and Ciel did not like where this was going. Not one bit.

“Excuse you and your face,” he sneered and dropped his fork.

“But we’ve already tried everything!” Finny exclaimed, tears apparent in his large eyes. “D’you have any other ideas, then, Sebastian-san?”

“I do,” Sebastian smiled and looked down at Ciel with a rather mischievous, demonic look. “What kind of butler would I be if I didn’t even know how to cheer up our beloved young master?”

Okay, Ciel debated with himself for a minute. He could either give in and put a fake smile right now to get this over with or he could bite and see what kind of stupid plan this guy had. Seeing as he did like a challenge, Ciel decided to give them their needed permission with a mere flick of his wrist and watched everyone run around the house, trying their best to find something that would a bring a smile to his face.

Sebastian remained by his side during their frantic search, acting exceedingly patient and content, making Ciel even more annoyed because what was Sebastian’s oh so flawless plan?

Everyone else seemed to suck at making him smile, as usual. Finny had put on this idiotic clown costume and tried to entertain him by throwing some brightly colored balls in the air, Bard wanted to drag him to the kitchen to let him blow things up because “That always cheered me up when I was little!” but Sebastian promptly stopped him from doing so with a rather forced smile and Mey-Rin tried to show off her skills by balancing a couple of plates on her hands, shoulders and head. She failed of course and Sebastian was quick enough to catch all of them before they would hit the ground and shatter into pieces.

After some more failed tries, Bard tried telling a few funny stories about his childhood, along with a few very bad jokes, Finny went to the garden to bring in some flowers and Mey-Rin just kept tripping over her own feet and dropping furniture whenever she came up with a new plan. Tanaka remained silent throughout the day, chuckling every now and then while he watched their pure yet competitive attempts.  

At the end of the day, none of them succeeded and Ciel was left exhausted and bored of their endless, non-entertaining actions. “I’m gonna go to bed.”

He was about to get up but Sebastian, that smug-looking bastard, held out an arm and his smile widened. “Excuse me, sir, but I’m still allowed to give it a try, am I not?”

Ciel sighed and sat back down, folding his arms over his chest. “Right, I almost forgot. Go ahead.”

It was undoubtedly the biggest mistake he had ever made. Sebastian strode over to the back of his chair and placed both of his hands on his shoulders and Ciel felt himself frowning because he had no idea what to expect. Everyone watched in anticipation as Sebastian’s hand gently slipped down his torso, causing Ciel’s body to twitch lightly and right when he was onto him, it was already too late.

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In The End

For @starcoweek2!

Prompt: Angel and Demon AU

Notes: I admit I rushed the ending. I planned it longer, but due to a few things I decided to leave it there… I may be able to finish one day :)

I hope you guys enjoy!

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7

When a mission was given to Star, she doesn’t think about complications, plans or whatever the other angels do. She has one thing set in her mind: Do the mission and have fun.

Ok, so maybe wasn’t the ideal mindset for a angel to have, but it worked!

Act as cupid? Easy. Save someone? piece of cake. Now, redeem a fallen angel that had become a demon by his own fall to be an angel again?

Now, that’s a challenge.

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the reasons i believe kaisoo is real is how they keep doing their thing (touching, being close w/ each other, etc) and rub it on our face. usually, if you are being paired/shipped with someone you don’t like, you’ll be uncomfortable, even a male (ex-)idol from older generation time had said that he didnt like the idea being shipped with other member when his group was still active (he even “ugh”-ing when he mentioned this. and honestly it was more like crack-ship tbh, the fans just shipped them both out of nowhere i think, not hardcore), but not kaisoo, they seem just fine and chill with each other. no awkward “me no likey you, no homo bro” feelings ever linger on them, not a bit.

it’s obvious that they know about all these kaisoo ordeals going on internet; they’re often seeing playing w/ their gadgets (smartphones/ tablets) especially in airport, they had seen some kaisoo banners in concerts (like in mexico) and fanmeets (in china). 

but they often doing this “gay things” when fanservice isnt required, like all the members just chilin and answering the damn questions but they are busy flirting, eyefucking and releasing sexual tension. and when they’re on stage they do things like glancing then biting lips (soo), turning head like an owl to see his other half on the other side of stage (jongin), make sure the other is close (ksoo koala-ing jongin and jongin following soo like a puppy), or those ‘lemme appreciate how pretty your lips are’ moments . those shit aint fanservice because it’s so goddamn subtle to be one, u need at least to be a casual shipper to notice those shit. doing fake kiss or hugging them out of nowhere, that’s fanservice. 

and dont tell me SM trying to sell kaisoo gheiness for money, cuz i aint buying it, first: commonly the company would “sell” their idols w/ “ideal boyfriend/girlfriend material” image. why? it sells more, many horny teenagers prefer oppa is my boyfriend > oppa is another oppa’s boyfriend, second SM doesnt even promote kaisoo in the first place, SM original ship is baeksoo (or the rumor said) and SM pushes taekai more to public, if SM does ship kaisoo, then why the fuck kaisoo wasn’t paired in ‘playboy’ dance? SM is a big company and i guarantee you they know about spazzing and glorifying kaisoo ritual on internet, it should be a gold mine to be exploited (hell kaisoo shippers are so thirsty even the whole pacific ocean couldnt sate them, lots of cash surely would be thrown just for buying kaisoo merch, i guarantee you, even kaisoo shippers had managed to buy a star so they could name it kaisoo good fucking god how rich this fandom is), but SM doesnt do it (they just sometimes pair these two, but it’s so rare, rare as raichu card), as if something would happen if they did, something that would got out of hands.

also ksoo had (or still has?) gay rumors and ofc he blatantly denied them so hard, it makes him become even more suspicious. like, just chill dude, the radio host just asked what kind of men that considered good (i think thats the question, i dont really remember) and he answered “i don’t know i’m not into men” like whatthefuck, even suho answered the question “a man that do this and that is considered a good man”. no need to go panic mode immediately.   so why ksoo doesnt stay the fuck out from jongin cuz them being together screams gay so hard. those rumors should’ve alerted him, buutttt noooo, they keep being joined at the hip. (and he continues to koala-ing at jonginnie)

also, again, there’s this video/gifset about chanyeol said jongin didnt like ksoo, bc ksoo didnt want to look at him when they talked. ksoo claimed his astigmatism caused this. mother-fucking-puh-lease. until this day ksoo still has astigmatism and u know what he does? he stares the fuck out of people/object (mostly MC and monitor screen), but why not with jongin then? if his astigmatism caused him not to look at people then why only jongin? why other members dont complain about this? honestly? plus isnt astigmatism causes your vision to be blurred? fucking blurred. he was supposed to not being able to see jongin clearly bc astig-fucking-matism causing his vision to be blurred. why he chose not to look at jongin instead? hmm? there’s this video saying he had a crush on a friend (mind you, he didnt mention it was a girl, the host did) when he was on his 3rd year of highschool. exo debuted 2012, ksoo joined SM 2010 (he was on his 2nd year of highschool, according to wikipedia, i know wikipedia full of fuckery sometimes but i think this is correct), so it means when he was on 3rd year, it was already 2011 and exo is already formed by that time, meaning the members already being introduced to each other. i bet they were busy preparing their debut and shit, meaning they met a LOT. sure lots of ppl said “woa who’s the lucky girl?” and many would rebut me and my petty delulu argument by saying “ksoo mentioned the “friend” he crushed on was from different class, the crush was from the same school !” or “theres this photo of him with the girl”, mm-hmm, but let me remind you the host mentioned the class thingy first (she asked “is the friend from the same class?” ksoo said “no, from different class”–he could imply something else, maybe class as it means school–different school that certain someone went to) and for the photo, well the photos of him with certain someone (alone, just both of them) appear to be more intimate than he with the girl (and other students). just connect the dots, darling.

i’m sorry i know as you read this you prob think that this girl is so delulu even the lord and savior cant save her anymore, this thing was supposed to be short but god forbade me and told me to preach the truth (well, not really), 

jokes aside, this is just my kaisoo theory, bc what kaisoo shippers do when there’s no new post on kaisoo tag? they either do fanfic (write/read), fanarts or sputtering nonsense on their blog like kaisoo trash they are /sobs and wailing how do i get off from this ship? HOW?? should i just jump in the ocean of feels?/

btw sorry for grammar mistakes and etc hope my post does make sense, i’ve been thinking about this a lot lately and it bugged me to keep it inside the jar, so i decided to spill the drink here 

i’m sorry again /bow 90°/

and dont attack me /hides under blanket/