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stay close to me ❄ for annie

all credit goes to the YOI team&nanashinohime


Pairing: Liam x Reader

Summary: Liam and (Y/N) do have history that is full of hatred and cynical thoughts. Liam is sick of it and wants to end the fighting and name calling except she won’t let him talk. Mason wants to go on a date with Corey, what better way to bate them into a corner?

Word Count: 1.3K

Prompt: -

A/N: For this, I made Liam confident like he was in the first episode he turned up in. I miss confident liam and I wish he was more like that but sure! I kept saying ‘damn should have made this a theo imagine’ but oh well. Also lets pretend Liam went to BH forever, I always forget that he got kicked out

Originally posted by transformationsx

“Mason, I’m not going on a date with Liam.” You hissed, keeping your voice down as you sped through the corridors to the next class. Mason scrambled behind you, trying to keep up. “Please, (Y/N), I don’t want to go out with Corey by myself. I’ll be more…. Me when I’m with you.” You stopped suddenly, turning to face him; an angry look on your features.

“Mason, listen to me.” You spoke slow and clear, “I will not, and I will never, go on a date with Liam Dunbar.” Mason’s face dropped, your heart aching with the fact you caused your best friend the hurt he felt. “Pl –“ You gave him a pointed look, “Look, I’ll come but only if you find someone else for me to spend the evening with.” He nodded, a massive grin on his face. “Okay, perfect.” He started to walk off, before he turned to you, “Anyone in mind?”

You thought for a second before a familiar brunette exited one of the classrooms. You smirked at Mason and nodded your head in his direction. Mason glared at you before rushing off after Theo Raeken.

“Sweetheart, he’ll like you in anything.” Your mother said, leaning against your door frame. You groaned, searching through a pile of clothes at the bottom of your wardrobe. You cursed yourself for never organizing it. “Mam, this isn’t some little boy; this is Theo Raeken,” You exclaimed pulling out a cute red top that had a v-neck which would give the perfect view. “That’s mine.” She said, laughing as you clung it to your chest. “Enjoy,” She laughed before leaving you to yourself.

You pulled the shirt on, it covering every curve perfectly. You matched it with a pair of black tight fitting jeans and a pair of boots. “Mam,” You shouted, “Leather jacket or my fur coat?”

“Leather,” You heard her shouting back up before the beeping of a car horn tore your attention away. You sighed, fixing your hair and lipstick before rushing down the stairs. “Bye mam.” You slammed the door shut, climbing into the passenger seat with Mason.

He took a glance at you before shaking your head, “(Y/N), we’re going to the movies.” You blushed furiously realizing you were trying too hard. “I know, but it’s Theo, Mase.” You sighed, leaning against your seat. He mumbled a reply but you weren’t listening.

Pulling up to the theater, you stepped out of the car and followed Mason in through the doors. He made a beeline to Corey who was standing next to your date. Your heart rate sped up and anger filled your head, you swore you were seeing red.

You looked at Mason, who had a frown on his face. “(Y/N), I’m so sorry.” He whispered, before following Corey to the concussion counter. You sighed and turned to face your date. “Look,” Liam started before you raised your hand, “I only have two things to say to you; Number one is I wouldn’t be here if I knew it was you and two, the only reason I’m not storming out that door is for Mason…. And he was my ride.” You snarled, stepping closer to Liam who listened to every word you spat.

He rolled his eyes, before taking a step towards you; there was as little as an inch gap between you. “You listen, Princess, I’m here because Mason said he’d pay for our tickets and food, and to be honest you’re not too bad to look at.” You rolled your eyes before walking towards Mason who was staring at you in shock. “Guys, we’re in public.” He sighed, smiling apologetic at Corey who couldn’t help but smile back at him.

You took one of the boxes of popcorn from the counter and a drink, smirking at Liam. “The screen is nearly full, so we couldn’t get four seats together.” Your smirk faltered, “But we’re only a few rows apart.” Mason added in quickly, stuffing the tickets in the palm of Liam’s hand and waved goodbye.

Taking your seat near the back of the theater, you made yourself comfortable with Liam sitting beside you. There was an awkward silence but you didn’t care; you didn’t want to talk to him. Before the movie even started, the popcorn was nearly gone since it was being shared between you and Liam.

The movie wasn’t great and it was already a half hour into it. You were bored, but tried not to fall asleep, just in case you snored. You jumped slightly when you felt a hand on your thigh. You snapped your head to Liam, who was staring intently at the movie with a straight face; not paying attention to you. “What are you doing?” You hissed, ripping his hand off you. He chuckled, bringing it back but closer to your vagina. He squeezed the fat roughly, causing you to bite your lip to suppress a moan.

He leaned over towards you, his mouth pressing against your ear, “I knew you always wanted me.” You scoffed, shoving his hand off you and standing up; people sighing angrily around you as you told them to move. You took out your phone and texted Mason saying you were sorry you weren’t going to make it to dinner.

You were never one to run away from your problems but Liam Dunbar pushed you over the edge every time you spoke; even if he didn’t mean to. Ever since freshman year, you two never got along and it developed into plain out hatred. There was no deny that he was gorgeous, but you never thought beyond that – only once.

You were walking down the dark pavement, away from the cinema and towards where you live. A car horn made you look to your left and you saw Mason’s car stopping. You sighed, opening the door but paused when you saw Liam. “Go away.” You growled, slamming the door shut and storming away from the parked car.

“(Y/N),” Liam shouted, getting out of the car and running towards you. You picked up your pace, not wanting to look at him or talk to him. “Can you let me talk for a minute?” He pleaded, you felt him getting closer to you. You stopped and turned to face him, causing him to crash into you. “Look, I don-“ His lips crashed onto yours, your eyes widened and you shoved him away. “What do you…” He pulled you by the waist, his lips meeting yours again; he was desperate and begging you to kiss back. “Fuck sake, (Y/N),” He snapped, “Just give it up.” He snarled, staring at you with a look of determination. You were breathing heavily out of anger and shock, you didn’t know what to do. Did you really want to kiss him back? Why were you even thinking about that?

He took a step closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours. “Remember that kiss we shared two years ago? I know you wanted that,” He whispered, a tear slid down your cheek as you remembered the memory of the week your father passed away, “I know you don’t hate me, and I know that we would make a great couple.” He insisted, resting his forehead against yours as you took a deep breath.

“Liam…” You sighed, melting into his touch. “I know,” He whispered, pecking your lips softly. “Come home with me tonight,” You opened your eyes and looked at him, “Just to talk.” You warned, kissing his lips hesitantly.

“Come on.” He whispered, grabbing your hand and dragging you to Mason’s car.

Your heart rate was going ninety, your walls have collapsed after years off building them. Liam was the reason the walls were so high, and if anyone could break them, it was only him.

break time 🍓 🍓 this friendship is something merlin needed tbh. oh well!

(percival) (leon) ( gwaine ) (elyan) (arthur)


LOL I really need to stop drawing so fast and just take my time, but my brain moves faster than my hand.

(LOL I am cracking up over baby Harry. He is absolutely darling to me.)

anonymous asked:

you know that the 'make me choose: the monsters' edit white washed nicky right??

ahhhh i didn’t mean to do that :// tbh i was hoping the psd would help him look darker bc that vid of him was already super bright. looking back at it now i’m asdgfh with how pale him and kevin look in it esp considering i used two poc for them. ugh. just had a friend tell me how to maintain skin tone with psds so i don’t do it again! i’m still new at giffing forgive me i really wasn’t trying to whitewash him

@itwasjustmisplaced RIGHT!!!! It’s 100% Liv’s house. It deeply upsets me that I think the show might have forgotten that fact because I find the idea of Liv becoming and adult and the boys having to eventually move out endlessly amusing.

INTP Moment #whatever

INTP: *Is thinking about many complex and contradictory (yet simultaneously parallel) ideas, attempting to make sense of them for enjoyment*

Person: What are you thinking about?

INTP: *Tries to explain the intensely abstract concepts but fails to adequately vocalize and describe them with language as a whole*

INTP: *Explains the idea in a way that is too simple to be an accurate representation of their thoughts, and becomes frustrated because they would like to further validate the actual idea they have*

Person: I don’t get it.

INTP: *Sigh*

INTP: I need to keep thinking.

An update on @lordminion’s new little Japanese fans (a follow-up to this post)

Last week I went back to that school (I’m only there once a week) and after class the two boys came up to me. The first one was yelling about how cool it was and how there was SO much dead by daylight (buddy, I KNOW lol) then he was (very literally) dragged by another friend to the back of the room to play.

The second boy is incredibly shy around me (big scary foreign girl, u know) and once the first boy left, boy 2 got really quiet. He practically mumbled “sensei, your friend is really cool.” Unfortunately, this class is super rowdy, and I couldn’t hear boy 2 over the yelling… What’s more, he was only speaking Japanese so I had to listen really hard AND translate..and the conversation went a bit like this

Boy 2: “your friend” *mumble mumble* “really cool” *mumble*
Me: “what? My friend?”
Boy 2: “from YouTube”
Me: “OH my YouTube friend??”
Boy 2: “he has a lot of followers”
Me (I don’t know the term for YouTube subscribers): “a lot of what?”
Boy 2: “like one million people”
Me: “OOOH you mean subscribers!!”
Boy 2: “I thought he was really cool”
Me: “he was really WHAT?”
Boy 2: “nothing nothing” *walks away embarrassed*
Me: “wait no I couldn’t hear you I’m sorry!!”
Boy 2: “It’s nothing sorry sensei”

I’m going to try talking to boy 2 again this week. He’s really shy and I don’t even know his name (I’m new and have about 600 students lol)

BUT, the important thing is they think Wade is SUPER cool. Boy 1 liked all the dead by daylight and thought Wade is funny, boy 2 thought he was “kakkoii” and impressed by all of the subscribers

I’m so glad Wade has given me an opportunity to connect with some of the students(´▽`ʃƪ)♡

anonymous asked:

Hi, I really love your art and was wondering if you are going to continue doing the Haikyuu Atlantis AU or if you've stopped . Thank you !

Hey there sweet anon! Thank you soo much for your kind words and interest ;; *DRUM ROLLS*

YES I AM CONTINUING THE HQ ATLANTIS AU +_+)/ I can’t believe you all still support me continuing this AU even after more then a year of its creation! 

There were soo many times when I wanted to get back to it, like back in August 1st (when I realised it was the 1st anniversary already but so much work was piling up for me and I was back home during that time ;;) But I’ve been thinking of an 1st anniversary event/gift for you all but I’m not sure hmm… What do you all think?

I’m sorry I haven’t gotten back to this AU in ages .. I’ve been very busy with finding work and occupied with other AUs… BUT HQ ATLANTIS AU WILL BE COMING BACK SOON this time with all the hq atlantis crew characters introduced ;) So everyone.. get ready~


You are my small happiness that I want to love and protect.

The Reward System

Request: markie-pooh + 15! thank you~~ >w<

15) Your bias tricks you into giving them a kiss

Member: Got7′s Mark x Y/N

Type: Fluff

Mark Tuan was not my definition of an ideal student, but he needed a Korean tutor, and for all intents and purposes, I fit the bill. 

Granted I was just as foreign as he was, but language was something of a specialty of mine. 

Not my specialty? Subtlety. And boy, was I bad at hiding my annoyance with Mark. 

I had no time for pretty boys, but JYP was paying me twenty dollars an hour to teach the prettiest boy. 

I began to grumble to myself as I arranged some Korean language books on the desk in the private study room I had checked into at the library. I looked to my computer screen, only to further my annoyance. He was late. Again. 

Almost on cue, I heard a light knock greet me from the opposite side of the door. I looked up to see Mark standing on the other side of the glass door pouting. He gave a weak wave before turning the handle and stepping in. 

“Sorry I’m late, practice -”

“Ran over and traffic was bad,” I finished his sentence flatly. “I’ve heard.”

He blinked for a moment, trying to take in my words before placing his bag by his feet. 

“Close the blinds,” I sighed. Every meeting we had, I recited the same speech to him. Every meeting we had, he never knew what to do. 

He nodded, a blank look still coating his face as he spun on his heel and began to close the blinds hanging on the glass door. Once they were drawn to a close, he came back to sit beside me at the table. 

“We’re going to continue with conversational Korean,” I muttered, clicking around hopelessly on my lap top. I had been throwing topics at him the past few sessions, but nothing seemed to stick. “I watched your groups’ latest episode of Weekly Idol the other day and noticed you had a hard time keeping up with the Korean they were speaking. We had just gone over that.”

Mark stared at me blankly and bit his lip. 

“Were you embarrassed?” I asked, my words sounding rougher than I intended. 

Mark gulped and shifted his gaze from me to the floor. 

“Because I was,” I continued, giving myself an internal note to ease up. His face fell by the second. “Am I that bad of a tutor?”

“No,” Mark whispered, still not looking up. 

“I’m sorry,” I said quietly. I wasn’t giving him much of a chance this week. “Just…Mark, you aren’t making this easy.”

“I know,” he nodded, running his fingers through his hair. “Don’t apologize…you try so hard with me.”

I sighed, trying not to let Mark’s expression get to me. i was supposed to be annoyed with him, wasn’t I?

I mean…he had it easy. He was in a successful boy group, he was incredibly attractive, and had wonderful friends. 

…but then again…he wasn’t from this country…he never saw his family…and he practiced for hours on end…

and then he had me on top of all of that, urging him to study as well. 

“What can I do to make this easier on you?” I asked, sliding my chair closer to him, trying to catch his eyes. I gave him a slow smile once I had his attention. “What about rewards? Some kind of reward system when you do well?” 

I felt like I was using an elementary school method, but his expression immediately changed. After what seemed like a moment of focus, he nodded, with a smirk gracing his lips. “Yeah, yeah that might work.”

I nodded as well, letting his positivity radiate towards me. 

“Good,” I smiled. “So, when the host asked you…what did your parents say when you came home…what would have been an adequate response to that?”

“They said they were proud of me, and Got7, and they enjoyed listening to our song,” he said, easy Korean flowing from his mouth. 

I smiled, completely amazed by his turn around. “You’ve practiced!”

“I was embarrassed,” he nodded. “The first thing I did when we got in the car was have Jackson and Junior help me with the conversation…I knew I should have studied…if I actually would’ve listened to your lesson I wouldn’t have looked so silly.”

“Well, that was a wonderful answer,” I chuckled. “So, what do you want as your reward? Should I start bringing sweets?” 

Mark looked at me in silence, eventually shaking his head. “I uh…I was thinking, every time I finished a lesson with your approval…I could get a kiss?”

I lifted my eyebrows completely caught off guard. Mark seemed to be the type of guy who knew he was incredibly attractive, had a certain effect on girls that were in the near vicinity, and chose to ignore them and their raging hormones.

‘So…” I trailed slowly. Mark placed the pencil he had in his hand on the table with a thump. He slowly began to tilt his head toward mine, watching my face for any kind of reaction. 

“You did say I could get a reward,” he whispered, his lips only centimeters from mine. I closed my eyes, breathing in deeply through my nose before our lips met. It was soft and sweet, only lasting mere seconds before he pulled away, waiting for any word to escape my mouth. 

“Please, please study harder,” I whispered. 

He laughed, shaking his head. “Only if this whole rewards system ends up panning out.”

I chuckled as well, reaching out and grabbing gently at his t shirt, pulling him closer to me. Our lips met again and I felt him holding back a smile in his touch. My whole body broke out into goosebumps as he pressed his arms against mine and snaked a hand behind my neck. 

I never thought for as annoyed as this boy made me, that I would actually genuinely enjoy kissing his face. His annoying, perfect, handsome face. I clung tighter to his t shirt and didn’t ease my grip. He deepened our kiss and showed a more aggressive side I wasn’t aware he had. His tongue wandered out of his own mouth and into mine, fighting for dominance until it eventually won. His taste was so sweet and I quickly became lost in the moment until I heard tapping on the door. 

I opened my eyes slowly, still drunk from Mark. He gave me a last, quick kiss before standing and opening the door. 

“We’re pretty packed in here with people requesting study rooms,” the librarian whispered. “Do you think you’ll be done early?”

Mark looked from the librarian, to me, then back to the librarian. “I’m sorry,” he said, his Korean quiet, but confident. “But we’re just really getting started here.”

The librarian nodded before he closed the door and came back to sit beside me. I felt a blush spread along my cheeks. “That was perfect Korean,” I whispered. 

“Which means I should get another reward?” He said, biting his lip. 

What an incentive. 

Originally posted by marktuon


The world is dyed with the color of blood ~ Vampire Knight (failed edit)