i wanted her face on my blog

A reminder that @lilyvonk is an AMAZING artist and you should totally follow her art blog. This was a commissioned piece she did for me of my Dalish Inquisitor Avrinne together with Iron Bull (my OTP~). She took my crappy little “this is what I kinda want” thumbnail sketch and turned out something I want to hang over my freakin’ fireplace. I wanted symbolism and emotion– and she delivered in SPADES. (Bull’s FACE omg that look SO BEAUTIFUL.) 

Frig, do I ever love Dragon Age. XD

I’m kinda over it.
Yes, my chest kinda tightens when I think about him kissing her like he kissed me. Yes, seeing them together on social media, doing the things we did, kinda makes me want to throw my phone to the wall. Yes, obviously I’m jealous, and obviously I still miss him.
But I’m not sobbing uncontrollably with my hands in my face rocking back and forth anymore, so I think I’m kinda getting over it. Maybe.
—  v.m

The overall idea of what A.D. stands for IS NOT MINE - credit as above! I repeat, the idea of what A.D. stands for is not mine! But, since I loved the idea so much I’m going to explain it in my own way and give my own clues that I found myself.

I’m fully convinced that A.D. stands for Advocatus Diaboli, which is Latin for Devil’s Advocate. Here was our clue:

Oh and at the end of 714, what do we hear in the final song? Devil, devil. These are the main lyrics they make us listen to, on full blast. Devil, devil!

Another occasion of a song about a devil playing, is in episode 401: “The Devil Within” plays. It plays during a scene with Black Widow:

More devil references in the above scene. Is a ‘devil’ endgame?

So there are clear devil references in the show. But what does it all mean? Advocatus Diaboli?

The job of a devil’s advocate is to prove that people are not saints, and actually, they have flaws. There is someone out there in Rosewood who is so obsessed with these five pretty girls, but absolutely cannot stand the idea that they come across so perfect, when in reality, they create their own problems through lying. Throughout the series we’ve seen A’s obsession with the girls - stroking Aria’s pink hair, making dolls of the girls, eating popcorn while watching the girls on TV… the list goes on. A.D. finds these girls so pretty! But they’re not pretty on the inside. They create their own problems and they need to own up to it.

Advocatus Diaboli wants to expose the truth behind these five pretty girls. Why do they keep getting into terrible situations but somehow come out the other side clean?

  • Aria killed Shana, got away with it.
  • Hanna (and Emily?) killed Noel, got away with it.
  • Emily killed Nate, got away with it. 
  • Hanna killed Archer - got away with it. Or did they? A.D. was close with Archer and is working to punish the girls for this, starting with ‘the finger’.
  • Aria is in a relationship with her teacher - well she’s not the innocent perfect girl everyone sees on the outside.
  • Hanna stole sunglasses - she shouldn’t be Rosewood’s it-girl.
  • Spencer kissed her sister’s fiancé. Why is Spencer considered Rosewood’s greatest achiever and role model student?
  • The list goes on of problems the girls create themselves but somehow manage to get away with it.

This is the whole theme of the show: these girls are not perfect. They actually create their own mess, and A.D. is obsessed with exposing the fact that they’re not as pretty on the inside. I remember one quote from Hanna: “I don’t even know why I just lied”.

You know what is really making me believe in this theory? WHO THE HELL WROTE THIS? This was NOT Andrew’s diary - the writers wanted us to think it was his, however he was revealed to not be Charles, so it makes no sense for Andrew (an innocent person) to have written this. Somehow, A.D.’s diary stumbled into Tanner’s hands while she was investigating Charlotte (further highlighting the relationship between Charlotte and A.D.)

The girls indeed are Pretty Little Liars.

Followers of my blog know I am obsessed with the idea of Bethany Young being A.D. (You can read posts entirely dedicated to Bethany here and here.) I believe this idea of A.D. standing for Advocatus Diaboli works perfectly for Bethany.

She never ever draws her face properly. Is it possible that she was the Black Widow as mentioned above (when The Devil Within played, again hinting to Advocatus Diaboli) and her face deformity is precisely why she sees the girls as so pretty; these girls have what she will never have - a pretty perfect face, and she’s frustrated that everyone sees these girls as so perfect, and so she becomes the Advocatus Diaboli/Devil’s Advocate to expose their flaws. Perhaps, she was caught in the fire of The Jenna Thing too, which caused her face deformity, making this more personal too for her to attack Spencer, Aria, Hanna, Emily and Alison. They did cause that fire.

Is this our true Uber A/A.D.?

Mistakes and forgiveness - older!Damian Wayne x Reader

Remember when I said : “I won’t write about the batfam for a while” ? Yeah, I guess I totally lied. No self control really. Anyway, I adore that prompt. So I tried to write something about it…Not sure it’s what you wanted anon. Hope you’ll still like it though :

Warning : slightly NSFW and language. 

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-Hey Damian I…Oh.

As you entered in his bedroom at Wayne Manor, the one he was suppose to leave the coming week to come and live with you, one of your worst nightmare stopped you cold in your tracks.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed, facing the door and…

There was an almost naked girl in his lap. 

Her tongue was in his mouth. One of her hand tangled in his hair, just like you did, the other one splayed across his broad bare chest. His own hands were on her ass, leaving marks of his fingers for later. 

You knew she noticed you, but she kept on going, the hand that was on his chest going to the waistband of his boxer…He opened his eyes and locked them on you, while still kissing her…Hell, while still devouring her mouth ! He opened his eyes, locking his gaze on you and…in his beautiful green orbs, you could see nothing but disdain, a bit of disgust, and…cruelty ? And it was directed to you. He pulled away from her for a second, and his words stabbed you in the heart : 

-Can’t you see I’m busy ? 

The girl’s smirk drove the knife further into your bleeding heart…

You tried to hide your pained expression, out of pride, but it was impossible…You’ve seen enough.

You left, slapping the door shut behind you. 

Tears ran freely down your cheeks, and you ignored Damian’s father asking you what was wrong as you ran out of the Manor. 

You quickly got in your car, and your feet didn’t leave the accelerator pedal until you were back in front of your apartment. Without even bothering to take your clothes off, you fell heavily on your bed, empty. Your tears had ran out. 

Nothing. You felt nothing. Utterly empty. You fell asleep, the scene you witnessed in your ex-boyfriend’s room replaying over and over again in your head, and after, in your dreams. No. Not dreams. Nightmares. 

You woke up, sweating, and decided you just couldn’t stay in your apartment. You had to get out. You just had to. 

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more gifts!! shocking!! these two things were both requests: my old sim, Nola Mattson, and this shirt. first of all, i’d normally ask you don’t edit Nola’s face as she’s one of my old main sims, but she’s so horrible to look at that I beg you fix her face up. just give credit to me and tag me if you’d like! also i’m too lazy to list all her cc, so just message me if you want something. second, i give full credit to simt0rr for the original shirt mesh. the latest post on the blog says it’s okay to upload recolors, but if the creator asks me to delete this, i will right away. all i did was add the words. i hope you guys enjoy these!!

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You Never Know

Originally posted by harryandthecambridges

Some of you have asked to be tagged and I am happy to do that but for some reason, some names won’t pop up to let me tag you. If that is the case, I will contact you and try and figure out why this is being stupid.

Again, thank you for your messages, I love each and every one of them.

Also, this gif fucking hates me. It’s working sometimes, not on the dashboard: only on moblie or if you actually go to my blog. So if you want to see his face, that actually goes well for this part, go moblie or click to go to my blog.

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| Steve Harrington x Reader |


“Aaaa! I love you never know!…”

The night went quicker than you anticipated. You stayed up all night trying to understand every word, sentence, that was coming out of Mike’s mouth. On top of that, you were collecting every bit of information Eleven had on her ‘sister’. Steve had cleared off one of the walls in the basement so that you all could connect the dots. Eight's―rather her birth name, Kali―backstory, her newspaper articles, her gang of misfits even a list of some of her victims. Eleven claimed that Kali was out to those that worked in Hawkin’s Lab, the ones that hurt her and experimented on her.  El left her sister behind, in Chicago, not being able to kill for the same reason and came back to Hawkins, where she was needed.

You gently rubbed your eyes, snuggling more into the couch as bits of sunlight were peeking into the basement window. You didn’t mean to fall asleep in the Wheeler’s basement but after working past two in the morning, you were having a fight of your own with your eyes and you sadly lost that fight. What had woken you were the faint calls of Mrs. Wheeler, trying to find and wake Mike up from school. When you finally opened your eyes, you sat up on the sofa, looking around the room to see that everyone―minus Max―had stayed over. You felt something resting lightly on your waist, drawing you to come closer.

You glanced down and saw a hand there; the hand belonging to none other than Steve. He was still asleep; his hair was disheveled, his clothes slightly wrinkled as you appeared to be using him as your pillow and source of warmth.

You turned to look at the wall; the wall covered in string, paper clippings, and sticky notes. Never would you have thought that something so dangerous, so supernatural but so amazing would happen to the small town of Hawkins. Your gazed went up towards the ceiling to see the time, the moment you saw it: your heart dropped.

You shook Steve trying to wake him from his slumber, “Steve, we’re going to be late for school.” You whispered to him, shaking his chest with a little more aggression. You grew antsier with him as the noise of the clock was becoming more sharp, louder: hitting every nerve in your being. “Wake up, Steve!” You shouted. Steve’s eyes shot open. He had freaked out a little, taking him a while to comprehend what was happening. When he looked down at his chest, he noticed your hands but his eyes trailed up your arms, to your neck then your face to make sure they belonged to you. Knowing that they were yours, his grip on your waist got a little tighter.

“Hey,” He whispered, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Morning,” You couldn’t help but smile back, your hands fisting a bit of his shirt but you shook your head. You snapped out of your fantasy. You leaped to your feet, grabbing ahold of your back. You went around the room, shaking every sleeping kid that was around, “Get up, you lazy asses!” You ordered. You smacked Lucas’ shoes off the table which caused him to stumble and waking him in an instant. You placed your hands on your hips, looking down at the five kids, “You need to get out, go home and get your butts to school!”

As they each gradually started to get a move on, you turned to look at the clock. Your heart racing. You were biting your nail, beginning to shake your head, “Oh, man.” You let out a small whine, “I’ll never make it to school on time if I go home and change.”

“Just wear my clothes,” Steve proposed. Your eyes widened. You turned to look at him as he was finishing tieing his shoes. He looked up at you, letting out that sweet laugh of his, running his hand through his hair to try and fix it, “What?” He couldn’t help but laugh more at your reaction you were giving him. You looked like a deer in headlights. He stood up, grabbing his bag and keys off the table.

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Gentlemen!!!! Listen!!

I am relatively naïve due to my childhood and religious upbringing. Periodically I skim your blogs.. quite educational by the way.. tonight I found a blog of a woman who, according to her Bio, is an amateur porn producer. She sells her Kik, videos, “pillow chats”, clothing.. (SunflowerSara if you want to find her… $50/ month to chat, get pictures, and videos.)

However, this enlightened me about a problem I have. I have well over 20,000 following me.. shocking I know!!! I never imagined or even wanted the attention. If I were paid $50/month by all to whom I give my time now, I would earn over $100,000 a month. 😐

At some point in their relationship with me, I have had Followers…more than I want to quantify…ask me for personal pictures, sexual interests, sexual stories, videos, my number, my Kik, to call me, meet me…. All with me only seeing a cock or abs or reblogs of their porn interests. I recognize that these individuals probably think they are giving compliments.

I think women, such as Ms. Sunflower, have allowed men to become accustomed to rude behavior.

Men. It is not appropriate to walk up to a lady and stick your cock in her face unless you have a contract to pay her for such treatment. Of course you are beautiful men. But, let us ask for it!! Why would a lady want to give you ANYTHING with a sales job of..”your tits are beautiful, do you want to meet?” From a little Orange box or said “Cock Avatar”?

My suggestion.. Read a woman’s bio, read the content of her blog, and then introduce yourself.

 It is totally fine for Ms. Sunflower to run her blog. I hope she is financially and personally very happy. I have female friends here that have stated on their bio to please submit cock pictures and masturbate with them. Again, great for them.

But Gentleman, not EVERY women in an Online environment likes or finds pleasure in those interactions. Be aware of your presentation and interactions as you meet new people. For me, I am busy. Yes, I love sex and am sexual. However, I am not your mistress. I am not a your wife or girlfriend. I am certainly not your prostitute or slut!

This NOT my career - nor will it be. I want to communicate positively with those in my path. But these thoughtless interactions are a drain on my Time, Energy, and Emotions. Improve please!!

Another point Gentlemen, if a woman such as a myself ever does give her personal contact information, exchanges clothing or videos, TREASURE her and treat her well; because she is rare and priceless. Thank for this educational moment.


Dan Wilson (Taylor’s co-writer) performing Treacherous at Room 5 in Los Angeles on November 14, 2012.

“Taylor Swift and I wrote a song in the Spring and we recorded it a few weeks later and I added some stuff to it and it was out a few months after that.

It was really, really a very smooth and fast (relatively speaking for me anyways) process and one of the questions that several people asked online was “What is it like writing with Taylor Swift?” and I just want to say, you know when she makes that amazed expression on the TV awards show like she is just astonished that she just won? That’s how she treats a new good idea in a writing session too and it’s incredibly motivating. It actually makes you want to come up with another great idea to make her make that astonished face.

One cool thing is that if she comes up with something really cool, she makes the same face also. I admire that kind of, you know, transparency.

We wrote this song called Treacherous that I’m going to play.”

The Wrath of a short woman - Bruce Wayne x Reader

So it’s late and I’m quite tired but I really wanted to write this so…Yeah. Written in 7 minutes (in two part, like I started to wrote it late at night yesterday, finished this morning), by a very tired Ella (you know I’m tired when I’m referring to myself with the third person), I hope you’ll like it, especially you @homework-is-the-real-killer

Warning : tiny bit TINY bit NSFW 

Yes I know he’s more around 6′2″/6′3″ in the comics, changed it for a few reasons, the first one because I wanted the reader to really be average sized, cause I think it’s funny that they’d all call her “short” when she really isn’t HOWEVER I’ll write a story soon with his actual height and and actual really short reader, like around 5′0″ or under :-). Boom. 

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-You can’t fight me, you’re miniature. 

As soon as those words get out of his mouth, he regrets it. Oh and by the look on your face, he knows he’s right to…

-What did you say ? 

-I mean…You…I…Hum….

The Batman is nervous. You made the Batman nervous, with your glare and the hint of danger in your eyes. You approach him. Him and his damn giant frame. 

He’s not wrong, of course. You are miniature. At least compared to him. With his 6 foot 7, he’s towering quite high above you but…he’s not entirely right. 

You can totally fight him, and oh you will.


You know you’re short. 

Well…That’s not exactly true. 

You know you’re short compared to your husband and sons. 

Hell, even compared to Alfred. The butler was actually quite tall. You always had to twist your neck up to look at him in the eyes while talking to him.  

Your height is actually average for a woman, but your husband is a damn giant, and your sons are too. 

Bruce is over a good foot taller than you, and so is Jason. Dick is exactly 10 inches taller, and Tim around 7. But it’s really when your youngest son, Damian, your baby, your eleven years old little boy started to rise above you of almost 2 inches that you realized that…Well, yes. 

In this family, you were a short one.  

This spurred a few teasing, and some “you’re so cute my tiny mom/wife” but nothing more (mostly because your sons and husband were afraid of your sarcasm and wits), just nice little jokes that made you feel loved for your shortness…

But you had to admit that sometimes, them being so tall and you not being a supermodel sized woman…could make things a bit awkward. 

You were thinking about that, sitting in the Manor’s library. 

About how Bruce always had to bend down to kiss you, and you had to go on your tip toes to be able to reach when he bend down. 

How when paparazzis were taking pictures sometimes you wouldn’t even be on it because they only had Bruce’s back and he was somehow shielding you with his massive frame (that, was a good thing)…

How even when you had high heels on, you still wouldn’t be tall enough. 

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Cool? (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: Could you do a Peter Parker x reader where the reader is an avenger and she is Peters age and she has a huge crush on him but shes really shy, and barely ever talks to him because she is too shy, but the everyone but Peter knows. and they know that Peter likes the reader also. so they try to get them together? Sorry if this was really long/ confusing!!

(A/N) Y’all I’m sorry I’m such a shitty person, but I feel like I needed to post stuff to keep you guys entertained. I feel as if this wasn’t really what the request wanted but this was the direction it ended  up going in and I hope it’s up to the requesters standards. Also, I must say that this will officially be the first thing that is posted on my main blog. Much love!

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“C'mon Toph! Suki is going with that Fire Face to the party!! I just want to make her a LITTLE jealous..! Can you PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE pretend to be my girlfriend?”

“She KNOWS I’m your best friend, Meathead!”

“That’s why it’s PERFECT! She’ll see you, and be CRAZY JEALOUS! C'mon, Toph! What could possibly go wrong..??”

Oh, Sokka. We’ve all heard that line before!

(Only Sokka would not realize his best friend is ACTUALLY in love with him! )

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so im pretty fucking stressed because supernatural is my reason for living. It’s pretty much the only thing that has kept me going. Using my SPN blog and getting messages from you guys is changing my life. So it seems that with tonight’s episode of Sam wanting in on “The Man of Letters” and how Mary wants to kill all monsters off the face of the Earth. Sam thinking hey-we killed the main vamp so this will probably work. M 0 0 S E. 




if it does work Sam and Dean won’t be doing much anymore-will the show end?! THIS IS ALL MARY’S FAULT AND I KNOW IM OBLIGATED TO LIKE HER AN’ ALL BUT CAN SHE NOT. LIKE SHES LITERALLY CAUSING ALL THE PROBLEMS. “I want you to have a future” 


CHOSE this. 

DEAN chose to do this.

They can literally stop if they want no one is stopping them but themselves like you can let people die…

Imagine this

HIV/AIDS is bad-can be fatal right? 

Just like monsters can kill

you can manage HIV/AIDS 

you can manage monsters

It’s nearly impossible to have a cure to HIV/AIDs because it spreads so fast all over the world. 

The monsters are not only in America. They reproduce-this whole idea Mary has just doesn’t seem realistic. Do they even know what they want to do after hunting? Probably not. I’m not sure if this rant even made any sense but I tried my best.

SYNOPSIS: Mary is basically destroying the family


I’ve been into Yona of the Dawn for the past three years, but its only this year that I’ve decided to cosplay from one of my most favorite series!! I started out with Lili and Yona’s fancy cover art illustrations, and then I decided to crunch three more Yona costumes in a week for an upcoming con. I swear I’m usually better about pacing myself but I got pretty swamped with my friend’s wedding earlier in the month and I was left with a week to finish three Yona cosplays for Colossalcon this year.

Literally the only reason these got finished was thanks to the endless support of @automb @nana-cai and @tomyo!! They helped with ironing and pinning and the simple sewing so I could focus on draping my patterns, crafting, and keeping my wits together.

I know my cosplay compilation posts tend to get really chatty and long so I’ll put the rest under a read more!!

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My heart was racing as we neared her in line. I’m a huge Jensen/Dean fan, so of course I follow their family closely, and it didn’t take long for me to adore Danneel. I’d heard nothing but good things from those that’d met her, and I was excited to see what she was like for myself.

I approach her with a (probably) shit-eating grin on my face. “Hiiii, Danneel!!”

“Heeyyy,” she said brightly. I stepped toward her timidly.

“Can I have a hug?” I ask.

“Sure!” she smiles, opening her arms. Oh my goodness she was so tiny but gave the best hug.

I step back. “I just want to say, on behalf of all women, PLEASE start a fashion blog,” I grin. She looks flattered. “I follow your social media and you always look so cute! I’d just love to hear where you get your stuff.”

“Aw, thank you,” she says, still looking flattered. “Sometimes I come downstairs and Jensen and Gino see what I’m wearing and go, ‘Uhhh, no’.” She laughs.

“What??” I demand in disbelief. “Girl, you do you. You always look on point. I’ve been dying to ask where you get those headbands you wear, I have a big forehead so I need those in my life.”

“What? You look so good, your hair looks so pretty,” she says, and I melt a little inside, because Misha had told me that morning that I have pretty hair; and even if it was just for a moment, I felt like I had my life together. Gino chooses that moment to cut in for a second and compliment my sweater (which is furry), and Danneel agrees.

“Aw, thank you!” I gush.

“Sure! And honestly I just kind of get stuff everywhere,” she continues to answer my question. “I shop at old-fashioned stores a lot.”

“Like thrift shops and stuff?”

She nods. “Yeah, and I buy wayyy too many shoes. Half of my shirts and stuff have holes in them but whatever.”

I smile so big. She is so relatable and chill it’s ridiculous. “Who cares if they have holes? As long as you feel cute, that’s what matters.”

I turn toward my friend who’d been holding my camera waiting on me to shut my big mouth 😂 We take a few pics, when they both compliment my “legit” camera (Sony alpha) and I continue walking down the table toward the end where Gino was.

I ask if they’d brought any FBB sweatshirts or hats, they say that no, unfortunately they only brought tees because of how expensive shipping was. They mentioned some ungodly amount and I whistled.

“Well I ordered a t shirt as soon as they were posted,” I tell them. “Do y’all know when they’d be coming in? At the bottom of the page it said they’d ship on the 30th.”

“Oh, yeah, they should definitely ship out by then,” Danneel says. She makes a stinky face. “But I cant tell you exactly when it’ll come in. The platform we’ve been using for online orders has been, uh, giving us some issues. Safe to say we won’t be using that platform much longer.”

I thanked them and told them it was amazing to meet them. They returned it.

Danneel is so laid back and sassy and I love her; I can see now how her and Jensen get along so well, and why he calls her his best friend; she’s so super easy to talk to.

It was a good weekend❤️

It’s Only Natural That I Keep Her

||| Anon asked: Can I request a BTS, EXO and Monsta X mafia au, were they are the head of the most dangerous mafia clan and the reader (a girl) is a journaliste who want to find about a crime and she is disguised as a exotic dancer or sth. And somehow they find out about her.  |||

Changkyun x Reader feat. BTS & EXO

Genre: Mafia AU

Word count: 915

Originally posted by wonhontology

“Are you serious? Why do you always come up with these stupid ideas?”

“They’re not stupid, they make money and this is going to be a big scoop, I can feel it.”

Thinking back you should have listened to your co-workers advice and finally given up on going on these dangerous infiltration missions just to get a good story but you weren’t thinking about that then, all that mattered to you was getting inside.

You bribed one of the dancers, ensuring her that she won’t get in trouble and she seemed happy to get that big amount of money. Now you knew how to get in, if you’re successful you will be able to get some info of what’s going on in these types of parties, maybe you will see or even get to talk to no other but the boss of BTS himself - Park Jimin. 

None of the dancers noticed that you’re not one of them, probably because they didn’t know each other that well. You were given a tight shirt and a skirt way too short for your liking. After you got changed you went to take a peek to see what kind of people where at the other side of the curtain. And there he was. Jimin at his finest.

“Bingo.” you thought but to your surprise he wasn’t the only one there, you looked to his right and saw EXO, so there were other gangs present as well. Your eyes stopped on one of them in particular. It was a relatively new group called Monsta X. As you were looking at them you felt a pair of eyes on you too. You turned your gaze and noticed that one member was staring at you and you quickly closed the curtain. 

You had to find a way to get to the main hall. No way were you going to dance, you don’t even know how to, so you got to the end of the formation hoping to make your escape as soon as they start going on stage. You quickly went backstage happy that everything went well. Or so you thought because a certain somebody noticed you left.

“I have to change out of this ridiculous outfit” you thought wandering around when you came across a door that said “Personnel only”. Inside there were more corridors. You brushed past a few waitresses but they didn’t pay much attention to you, so you continued your search. At the end of one hallway you saw a changing room. Just what you needed. You slowly opened the door, to see is anybody was inside, luckily there was not a single soul and so you quickly got in. You started searching the room for more comfortable clothes when a voice from behind, startled you.

“Looking for something?”

You turned around to see a man leaning on the door frame.

“Oh nothing, I was just about to get changed.”

“Interesting because you see, I thought you were supposed to be dancing.” he said standing up straight. You didn’t like where this was going so you took a step back.

“You probably mistook me with someone.”

“I don’t make silly mistakes like that, do you know who I am?” he asked approaching you. You took a few more steps back.

“I know which gang you’re from.” you tried to sound confident to hide your shaky voice. “But what’s your position?”

“I’m the boss.” he smirked as your back hit the wall and he finally got you cornered.

You thought there was no way he could be the leader of Monsta X. He looked about the same age as you. Well you didn’t know anything about him so you had no idea what to expect.

“Say, aren’t you that journalist.” he started taking a strand of your hair and lifting it up. “Who specializes in undercover investigations?” he asked gently releasing your hair. He laughed when he saw how wide with shock your eyes have become.

“I think you should come with me.” he said grabbing you by the arm and dragging you out of the room. You tried to pry his hand from yours when he suddenly stopped and you bumped into him.

“I suggest you don’t try anything stupid like that if you value your life.” you stopped resisting and let him guide you to wherever he was taking you. You passed the main hall and went up a big set of stairs that had a large door at the top of them. He opened it and pushed you inside. There were a few other people there, Park Jimin was one of them and besides him you only knew the leader of EXO Yixing.

“Woah! Changkyun you were right it is her!” Jimin said.

“I know, I’m always right.”

“So what do we do with her?” one man asked.

“Get rid of her, obviously.” Yixing stated.

“What? But I don’t want to, she could be interesting.” Jimin opposed.

“I agree with him, she has a lot of knowledge about this world and other gangs, so she could be useful.” Changkyun said.

You looked at him in surprise, hoping he was joking but his face was dead serious.

“So who will be the one to do it?” Yixing asked.

“Well since I was the one who found her, I guess it’s only natural that I am the one to keep her. After all, I have more than one way to get the information out of her.”

A/N: If requests like this keep up, my blog will be nothing but mafia aus 😂 Not that I’m complaining… Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc. I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😄

Black is such a beautiful color , No?

Earlier today shopping (more like going broke) for gifts for sweet face Hazel’s birthday and grabbed a few things for myself while bae was at work. My uber driver was looking at me all types of crazy loading his car up ‘cause of all the bags I had haha ended up having his whole back seat and trunk filled. 💀 

I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she see’s the stuff I got and I really hope she loves all this things I got her.  Btw babe you have to help me hide all this stuff when I get home 💀 

Hello so i saw you were feeling down lately sooo i am giving you that Eliza who asks you to take a break ((It was suppsed t be part of an animatic but i have to move my lazy ass to do it lmao)) Love your blog and art,you’re awesme!!