i worked too hard on this man just take it

call out post to jackson wang. i’m so proud of this man, this man exceedes the expectation and constintly works hard to ensure his success (take a rest tho bby okay!) seeing where he was last year to where he is today really blows my mind and has tears forming in my eyes. he went from having no support system in China to the point that his own manager wasn’t taking care of him, to him owning his own freaking studio and releasing a debut single that won SOTY!!!!! can you believe this man. everything he does, he does to the best of his abilities. let’s also not forget how he continues to work on his craft and gets better and better with time. a true legend. he’s the most thoughtful, kind, wholesome, down to earth, easygoing, hard working, multifaceted, amazing man i have ever had the honor of even knowing about. he touches so many peoples souls and is a positive being in so many peoples lives. he has accomplished so much in such a short time and i am always in awe of him. i just wanted to take this time out to say, YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE!

In the Arms of Justice Pt 22 (Cop!Bucky x reader)

Characters: reader x Detective Barnes, Steve, Tony, Pepper, Sharon, Clint, Natasha, OC Sarah and Maggie Rogers. (Most only mentioned)

Summary: Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.

Warnings: Fluff, some angst. Some anxiety, also blood, murder, weapon and death mentions (none of it graphic), violence against women, gritty police drama tv show kind of feel.

Word Count: 1263

Tags at the bottom. TAG LIST IS CLOSED, I’M SO SORRY.

A/N: Welp. We’re nearing the end! I’ve got one more part planned and then we’ll have to say goodbye to Detective Barnes. At least for a while. I’m so grateful to all of you for your passion and support for this series. As always, your comments and feedback mean the world to me. Thank you!!! 

<<<Part 21   Part 22   Epilogue>>> 

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You laughed as he wrapped an arm around you and pulled you to his side. Getting lost in his gaze for a moment, you pecked a kiss to his lips and then flicked your eyes to the side to see someone approaching.

“You ready for this?” you asked Bucky, seeing the tight line of his lips.

Taking a deep breath, he grasped your hand and nodded. “Time to face the music.”


Stepping forward a few feet with you beside him, Bucky stopped in front of the goateed, dark-haired Captain. He looked vastly different than how you had seen him previously in his office and in court, which was always in a finely tailored suit. Instead, he was currently dressed in jeans and a black band t-shirt with an unzipped hooded sweatshirt over it. It was a jarring sight, like seeing your teacher outside of school or something. Bizarre.

“Captain Stark,” Bucky greeted him, extending his hand.

“Barnes,” the Captain replied, shaking the man’s hand roughly before releasing it and turning toward you. “Ms. (Y/L/N), it’s good to see you in one piece. Mostly,” he taunted, nodding slightly to the wound on your side.

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anonymous asked:

Hi ! Can you write about kylo ( ren ) being connected to you , but your on earth . He grows fond of you because he can see what you see and y’all are always talking to each-other . Thank you !

I kind of had to stop myself otherwise this might of gone forever. Although I did have quite a bit of fun with this. Tried to make Kylo as awkward as possible. Emphases on tried.

Originally posted by reylotilldeath

“The fuck do you think you’re doing?” A voice shouted behind him. Kylo instantly reached for his lightsaber and unsheathing it. “Holy shit dude, the fuck?” Kylo didn’t understand the constant swearing that the person seemed to be emitting until he took in their clothing. It was something he’s never seen before. Then he took in his surroundings, to colourful to be the Star Killer Base. He then sheathed his lightsaber upon realising the person would hold no threat to him.
“Where am I?” The person stared at him confused but shook their head. “My apartment so you better get ou-”
“I meant what planet.”
“Earth…” They seemed hesitant to answer. “Where the fuck are you from? Your clothes seem to fancy.”
“The First Order.” The person rolled their eyes.
“Alright buddy, I don’t care how high you are, you need to get out before I call the cops. Besides there isn’t much for you to steal.” They stuck their thumb to a door behind them as they made their way to another room picking up something.

Kylo walked around the room looking at the decorations that seemed to litter the room. There were photos of the person in most of them. Kylo then turned to only see his room, dark and empty.

When you turned around just about to call the police the strange man in the mask was gone. You either worked too hard and now delirious and you decided that it was best to take a bath and have a drink or two.

It was a few days since the odd encounter and you’ve thought about it non stop, but it kept Kylo up at night. Why would the Force connect him with you, someone who clearly has no take in the current war. It’s actually made him quite distracted, it’s probably why Snoke has called him.

Suddenly the elevator came to a stop, earlier than it should’ve. When the door opened, it opened to an unfamiliar scene but the person at the door was familiar to him. They paused when they got into the elevator, the pile of papers they held were on the floor.
“What’re you doing here?” You quickly knelt down to pick up the papers not taking your eyes of his masked eyes.
“It appears as though the force has connected us, I’m not sure why.” You knew the voice you were hearing wasn’t fully real but it didn’t mean it still wasn’t intimidating, also his height was another factor.
“Whatever this ‘force’ thing is, it’s quite inconvenient.” You said air quoting ‘force’ with a sassy tone. Kylo nodded in agreement even though the situation was quite entertaining.

As the elevator seemed to take its time and the situation becoming awkward with the aid of the music, Kylo needed to break it so he took a glance at your papers which contained various photos of different people.
“What are those for?”
“My boss, he’s got to decide on a model for our new advertisement.” You then turned to him eyeing him over, “What about you, where’re you headed?”
“I was summoned by the Lord Supreme.” As serious as his tone was all you could do was bend over laughing. You then repeated him in a mocking tone.
“Dude, wherever you are. I don’t believe you should be calling your higher up the Lord Supreme.” You shook your head, calming yourself. “They sound so full of themselves. Do they think they’re an almighty power?” Kylo pondered on your question then unconsciously nodded. “Well then. They should get their head out of their ass. No matter what there’s always someone better. Everyone has their weakness and strength.” Then the elevator dings signalling that they’ve reach their floor. You both started walking out earning a chuckle from you. “If this is going to keep happening I’ll tell you my name. It’s (Y/N).” Then you were gone.
“I’m Ben.” He voice was just above a whisper.

You appeared to hold next to no power besides being sensitive to the force causing the connection yet you doubt and mock his Lord Supreme. He couldn’t help but smirk at your cockiness, you were beyond interesting.

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*It would break his heart, hearing you say those things* “If she knew… how much I love her… how much I dream of her… will I ever be able to tell her? Will I ever be worth of her heart?”


*He’d be moody all day, no one knows why* “I hate it… hate when she thinks so low of herself. How can I change that? How can I make her see what I see in my eyes, how perfect she is… I want to make her happy”


“I’m sure there will be someone… who will stay by your side forever. Someone who will treasure your heart as his own. I know there will be someone… who will love you forever” *He meant every single word that left his mouth*


“When I look at you I see this beautiful girl. This girl with the sweetest heart and warmest smile. If no one falls for that, the all the men in the world are complete idiots. Because honestly, it takes just one look… to fall in love with you” *That stare says it all*


“You! Stop joking around! You realize you are the most perfect girl in this world right? Just being by my side you make me happy. And I want you to be happy too so no matter what it takes, I’ll do what I can do make that happen. Just wait, you’ll see”


*He’d be a little nervous. Scared of saying something wrong. But he wants to help you feel a little better, help you feel you are loved* “Maybe… you will find one day that man… but until then… remember I’m by your side. I will hold you and protect you, you are important to me in ways you can’t imagine… so I’ll work hard on keeping that smile untouched”


*He’d go into a depression mode that only you can heal his heart* “Why… why can’t I make her happy? Why can’t I be that man… that man her heart beats for… She wonders when she’ll be loved but the thing is… that she already is… will she ever see me? Will I ever be able to hold her… and give her my love?”


“Please… don’t cry. If you do I might not be able to contain myself. It hurts you know? Seeing you like this… because I care… I care for you… and I wish I could be the one that gave you what you want… what you ask…what you wish and dream of…”


*He’d be that friend in love that is always there and always manages to put a smile on your face* “Hey… you look pretty when you cry but… I like your smiling face better. What if your prince charming passes while you are crying… so smile okay? Your smile is unique and anyone who doesn’t see it is blind, remember that”


*He’d think for days what to do or say, wonder how he can make you happy, how he can be worth of you* “You deserve the world you know? You deserve being loved and cherish… and all I wish is for you to get that one day… I just want to see you smile… tell me, what can I do? Tell me… how do I make you happy? Tell me…”


“Say… until you find that man… can I stay by your side? Can I catch you when you fall, hold you when you are cold, heal you when you are hurt? Would you give me a chance… to show you how much you are worth fighting for, to show you… that the world is yours… and your heart is the most beautiful thing in it?”


“You know what my only wish is, every year? For you to be happy… it’s curious how your smile makes me happy. So please don’t say things like that… because even if you don’t see it now, you’ll find love one day… there will always be someone who will give his life for you. I’m sure of it… don’t worry… and don’t be sad”

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anonymous asked:

Dear 404, i hope this one doesn't trigger you: Please write an RFA/V/Saeran reaction to MC admitting she has killed someone. Like, right almost now. Body is not even hidden yet, she might or might not be asking for help/assistance (your choice if it was accidental, self-defense or premeditated, but wow, premeditated would be cool).

A/N: (I really… was tempted.. to turn these into individual fics…because i kept these short with not much detail but /man/ i wanted to get more detailed;;) I’m not gonna lie, I was like… really… excited… for this one. Because I’ve never written anything like this. My stuff is usually fluff and some (pretty bad) nsfw here and there but i am /hyped/ and hope this came out okay ~Admin 404

Should I put a TW here? I wouldn’t know what to put? But it’s here? There’s mentions of blood and death? Is that a good enough TW? Is there a “General TW”?


               -“Hey MC! Welcome home, do you want to play a little LOLOL before I log-” his sentence faded off, taking in the blood on your hands and the immense amount of tears trailing down your face

               -“What happened?! Are you okay?! MC, is this blood?! Please, talk to me!” he panicked, running up to you and searching for any sort of cut on your hands before wiping away your tears

               -He tried to look into your eyes but you couldn’t stop crying long enough to look at him.

               -Trying to talk through your sobs and hiccups, he caught a few words like attack, scared, and the phrase “couldn’t help”

               -His panic levels skyrocketed. What?? Couldn’t help what? Who? MC?

               -You calmed down enough to start speaking quietly, never taking your eyes off of your hands

               -“There.. was this guy. I was walking home and he pulled me into this dark alley thing…… and I just,,, I pushed him away from me but I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean it, Yoosung!” you cried out, tears starting to fall again, “ I tried to help him, I really did! It was an accident!”

               -You kept crying out and as worried as he was about you, he couldn’t get past the fact that a grown man? Grabbed you? What did he want to do? What did he think he was going to get away with?

               -His eyes grew dim, a sort of veil over them you’ve never seen before, as he grabbed your wrists, leaning in close to your face

               -“MC, what happened to him. Whose blood is this? His, right?” he asked, honestly scaring you a little bit with his dark tone

               -You nodded, sniffling as he took you to the sink to wash your hands before asking you to take him to where the man was.

               -On the way there, you explained that you had pushed him away from you, not knowing he would trip and smack his head against the side of a brick building

               -“I- I wanted to call the police but I wasn’t sure what to do! What if they didn’t believe it was an accident! What if-”

               -You were caught off guard when he started to wipe him down, trying to rid him of any evidence of you

               -“Yoosung? What are you doing? Shouldn’t we call-”

               -He turned to you, eyes darker than ever, leaning in close to whisper to you

               -“He touched you, MC. He shouldn’t have. You aren’t his to grab onto. You’re mine and only mine,” he leaned in all the way to kiss your lips softly before continuing

               -“MC, he’s gone. He’s passed on. But he got what he deserved,” he stood up straighten than normal

               -“He’s lucky he was gone before I got here, or it would have been much… much worse. Now, I’m going to get rid of any evidence that you were here. I’ll protect you, MC”

               -He smiled at you, his normal, happy smiled turned into something dark and wicked, he kissed you again, a little harder than at first, his heart pounding in the excitement of what you’ve done, but mixed with his anger that another man had even thought to put his hands on you. He’d take this secret to his grave, always looking out for you from then on


               -He has hundreds, if not thousands of fans

               -And you’re okay… as long as they stay away from him. Stay within the boundaries. Keep their hands off. Keep the distance between them.

               -You’re trying so hard to keep your cool. You knew as an amazing actor, he was bound to get a lot of attention from other people.

               -But you couldn’t take it anymore.

               -This one woman- one who thought she was cute by trying to get so close to your boyfriend

               -Thought she could get whatever she wanted out of him by flipping her hair, pushing up her bra, running her fingertips down his arms

               -But did she care that he was yours? No. Did she continue trying to scheme her way into his pants? Yes.

               -Have you had enough? Most definitely.

               -You contacted her through a burner phone, pretending to be Zen. You set up everything you needed to in order to carry out whatever you needed to protect Zen.

               -Sitting at home, Zen was actually worried about you- you hadn’t come home in hours, and you weren’t picking up his calls? What if something had happened to you?

               -But you knew what you were doing. You wanted to take your time, let her know exactly what she got herself into before you ended her life. You wanted to make her pay, not give her a free pass by taking care of it quickly.

               -“MC! There you are! You haven’t answered my calls all day, where have you been?” Zen asked the moment you walked through the door, practically running up to you as you turned to face him.

               -He wrapped his arms around your waist, looking down at you as you gave him your award winning smile, playing a hand on his cheek

               -“Don’t worry about me, I just had some business to take care of,” you said with a slight giggle. It was then that Zen noticed an odd emotion in your eyes. Why did your hands smell slightly metallic?

               -When you pulled your hand away from his face, he could feel something warm, and a little sticky on his face. Wiping a little off, he saw that it was blood

               -He quickly looked at your hand, about to ask you if you had gotten hurt- but he noticed both of your hands were covered in the red liquid, along with spatters of blood flung across your face. How did he not notice it before when he was looking into your eyes?

               -“MC..? What.. happened? What did you do…” he trailed off, watching as you threw your once enemies signature scarf on the ground, soaked in blood

               -“I took care of our little problem, see? Now you and I don’t have to worry about her butting into our relationship. I did this for us! We can live together happily, until another one of those harpies try getting to you again.”

               -You stepped closer to him, standing on your toes to kiss his cheek, stepping away to watch how completely shocked he was. Before turning on your heel, you caressed his cheek and looked into his eyes, your own glossing over with a wave of possession. “You’re mine,” you whisper against his lips, leaving him to his thoughts while you went to wash up

               -What could he do? What should he do? There were so many thoughts running through his head. When he was younger and in a motorcycle gang there were… many things he didn’t enjoy doing. There were times he’s sure he had… injured others to the brink of dying, but he pushed that in the back of his mind. But you? You were doing this to innocent people who got too friendly to him? What has he going to do? He was a natural flirt. How many more people were going to get hurt? Can he even deal with the fact that you had… done this?


               -The both of you know how to take care of yourselves

               -Both know self defense, you might even know some sort of martial arts, or so Jaehee thought

               -You’ve always seemed a little more… fluent, in your movements

               -Whether you noticed it or not, you had this hidden strength about you and that left her with mixed feelings

               -On one hand, she was proud! She didn’t have to worry /too/ much about you getting hurt

               -On the other hand… she had to worry about anyone who came near you. Even if it was something innocent, like someone walking up behind you too quietly, she was scared that you might hurt someone

               -Turns out she was right.

               -You called her during a meeting. She ignored the first one, thinking she could call you back afterwards, but you kept calling? She excused herself and answered the call, only to hear you broken in sobs, unable to form a full sentence

               -“MC? MC what’s wrong? Are you alright?” she started to whisper soothing words into the phone, hoping to get you calm enough to talk to her

               -You told her you needed her to meet you in a discreet location, and that made her danger senses go off

               -Rushed out of the office to meet you in a dark, deserted alleyway downtown.

               -She found you on the ground, hugging your knees and completely sobbing. A tall, burly man lay on the ground next to you, his eyes dull and lifeless

               -Her gasp caused your head to snap up and look at her, tears streaming down your face.

               -“Jaehee! You have to trust me, I-I didn’t mean to do this! I didn’t mean to hurt him! He grabbed my shoulder from behind and I just… I just… reacted! I didn’t know I wou-would slam him to the fl-floor that hard!”

               -She bent down next to you, smoothing your hair and kept an eye on the man laying lifeless next to the two of you. She couldn’t muster up any words to comfort you, her mind was working too fast to think rationally

               -‘It was self-defense,’ she told herself, ‘MC would never hurt…. I mean… take someone’s life on purpose…’

               -What would happen to MC? Would people believe it was self defense? Would MC be safe? There had to be a way to make sure MC wouldn’t get in trouble for this. She could do her research, she could ask Jumin for help- no no, she couldn’t do that…

               -She had to do whatever she could to protect you.

               -You looked up and watched as she started to drag the man away from you, propping him up against the dumpster. She figured he looked scruffy enough that people could think he had simply fallen and hurt himself on his own. She felt extremely guilty, but she couldn’t lose you

               -“MC,” she said, holding onto your shoulders as she bent down to your eye level once more, “You and I will never speak of this again, do you understand?”


               -He was suspicious when you refused to let him send body guards with you when you left the penthouse

               -What could you have been doing?

               -You knew he already didn’t like the fact that you were leaving so late at night. He just wanted you to stay with him, but you had to do a lot of convincing to get him to let you leave. Sometimes you stayed behind on his business trips because you had things to do

               -There was this one person.. this one person in your life who you could never forgive for hurting you

               -You’ve followed him for years, tracking everything he’s done, learned all of his schedules

               -You were always telling Jumin he should be more open, more honest, more in tuned with his emotions, and to be rational about things

               -Did you take your own adivce? No. This was something they couldn’t come back from. This was something that would never go away, you had to take care of it yourself

               -One night, you decided it was the best time to strike. It was now or never, and this could all be over with. You wouldn’t have to sneak around anymore, and you could finally forget all that had happened.

               -Your target was risky, he was in the higher class and held some sort of power in the business world, but that wasn’t going to stop you.

               -Making your way into his house, you lay in wait, Your heart beating out of your chest

               -When the deed was done you went home, cursing yourself for not thinking it completely through. You thought so carefully how to get it done, how to enjoy it, how to execute it so you won’t be caught in the act

               -But one thing you didn’t think about was how to clean up after you were done.

               -You couldn’t get caught. There was no way you were going to go down for this, nor were you about to slander Jumin’s good name

               -But you didn’t know what to do? How were you going to cover this up? Who could you even ask for help?

               -You went home, your thoughts were frantic but you were composed on the outside. Jumin wouldn’t have been able to notice something was wrong… if he didn’t notice the fact you smell like metal and another man’s cologne

               -He sat as you carefully explained to him what you had done, rubbing his forehead, his eyebrows knit together.

               -He cannot believe what you had done. He knew you had a problematic past but he just couldn’t see how someone like you- the kindest, most warm-hearted person he has ever met, could go and murder a man with no remorse.

               -He has the money to clean up your mess, he has the strong mentality to keep your secret, he has the resources to make sure you’re never caught and that you’re safe- and he’ll do it all for you because you are the love of his life and there was no well in /hell/ that they were going to take you from him.

               -It takes him a very long time to process all of the information before figuring out how to help you, and even longer to actually attempt to get physically close to you because his mind just wouldn’t stop running. He wouldn’t dare to kiss you until he was positive you were in the right frame of mind

               -Although he helped you cover your tracks, he’s still worried about anyone coming near you. He should be afraid of you hurting him but he wasn’t. He was more afraid of someone finding you, or someone hurting you in retaliation. Just as V and Rika had their secrets, he now felt this sort of… pride in having a dark secret between the two of you. He knew it was wrong to think that but he couldn’t help it. It gave him sort of a rush to think about something so secretive the two of you could never speak about it. There was never a thought in his mind growing up that he’d be this close to someone but now he did and there were multiple times he had to talk himself out of suggesting the two participating in similar acts just to grow even closer


               -As secret agent, he’s had to take a few lives

               -He’s not proud of it per say, but he doesn’t let it tear him up inside

               -He found complete comfort in you, though

               -You were calm, loving, and so warm- something he didn’t have most of his life.

               -He thought you were so innocent, so pure

               -But there was something in your background check that just didn’t add up with him

               -There were pieces of information missing. What was your source of income? Your spending habits were a little sporadic? What sort of life were you living?

               -He ignored it all because he of all people knew about terrible pasts, and wanted to believe everyone can be who they are in the present instead

               -So whatever was wrong with your background, he decided he could accept it

               -He was extremely broken hearted at the fact he had to leave you for a mission, but he knew it was something he had to do, and he would see you at home, ready to greet him!

               -What he didn’t expect on this mission, however, was to find you there, at his targets place

               -Let alone see you grab the guy by the hair, dragging a knife across his neck

               -He actually almost screamed, watching the love of his life kill this man, the red liquid dripping down the guys throat and across his chest

               -You looked up from the man to see Saeyoung, your once emotionless face turned to something completely mortified at being found out

               -“This.. this isn’t what it looks like,” you let out a nervous giggle, “I-I mean okay it.. it is what it looks like. B-but you have to hear me out! Please! Just hear me out!”

               -He stared at you like a deer in the headlights, listening to you explain that you’re a paid hitman. You had no idea his target was the same one you had been given

               -You explained that you did this often, with multiple different methods, but when you attempted to go into detail, Saeyoung stopped you with tears in his eyes

               -“MC, listen… I forgive you. My job… it’s not that innocent either, I get it. I just wish.. you would have told me, you know? Trust me with this sort of thing… You… you’re so kind and I love the ever-loving hell out of you. I’m not going to change how I think about you. Except now I’m sure I might have some nightmares watching you with a knife to a man’s throat, but…”

               -You nodded in understanding, letting out a soft sigh and a small smile at the fact that he immediately accepted you despite the horrors you bring upon people, just like you accepted his. At least now he understood why you didn’t mind the danger of being with him…

               -A light bulb went off between the two of you when you simultaneously realized you had to get rid of the body. Completely thrown off guard by Saeyoung’s presence, you lost all train of thought and he started to help you clean up the mess, much to your surprise. You stayed with him while he got whatever information he needed, and as if nothing happened, the two of you went home together hand in hand. Was it odd for the both of you to accept that you’re both killers? Yes, but the two of you can work on those feelings together, and Saeyoung was okay with that


               -He’s been hurt enough in this life

               -And he had been surrounded by enough pain, confusion, and manipulation

               -When he met you, everything seemed brighter and loving and he couldn’t wait to finally be happy with no worries!

               -Except it wasn’t that easy for him

               -He expected some sort of hiccup, but he didn’t know it would be something like this.

               -The two of you were walking through the seemingly empty park one night after an incredible date, when you noticed there was some sort of black figure lurking in the shadows

               -As much as V would love to protect you, his eyesight still isn’t the best, but you don’t blame him at all. You just take it upon yourself to protect him instead!

               -That being said you carried some sort of weapon with you, because you never know who would come up to the two of you. Usually it was something like pepper spray, but after the whole “Rika” thing, you got something a little more… powerful, because you were terrified about someone hurting V!

               -The shadow figure jumped out to grab you, and you panicked.

               -With a small screech when you were grabbed, you pulled out a small handheld gun, pointing it in the direction of the person holding onto you. A bang rang out and echoed into the night and V freaked out, worrying about you

               -He could see a lot of movement and he didn’t know what to do and he never felt more horrible

               -There was a loud thud followed by a lot of mumbling

               -He was able to pick out words like, “oh no,” “what did I do,” and “please”

               -Frantically trying to find you, you grabbed his hand and started to sob

               -Your hand was wet and sticky, and he immediately knew what he was touching. He dropped to his knees, his heart racing out of fear. Was it possible for his heart to beat so fast it just runs out of his chest?

               -“MC? MC! Are you okay? Are you in pain? What happened? Are you injured? MC! Please, tell me what happened!” he begged, listening to you cry violently, trying to get words to come out through your cries

               -“I! He- he! He grabbed me! I was afraid! I was scared for you and I… I didn’t know what to do! I just- I pointed, closed my eyes, and pulled the trigger! I only meant to hurt him a little bit, I guess?? So that we could get away?? I.. I didn’t mean for this! I didn’t mean to end this man’s life! Jihyun, please! Please believe me!”

               -He pulled you into his chest, smoothing your hair and whispering calming words, he wasn’t sure how well he could help you, but he knew it wasn’t your fault.

               -It was self-defense and he knows it. He would never blame you for this. But he loved you, and he couldn’t let you suffer through this alone. He took the gun apart, chucking pieces into what he hoped was the lake, shoving other pieces into his pocket. If it was in pieces, they won’t have enough evidence.

               -He promised you he would always be there for you no matter what. He knows you aren’t capable of harming a person on purpose. He was positive that you are simply an angel on earth and would only do what you needed to protect yourself and the ones you love. There was no way he would let you get caught. He’s done terrible things in the past and he would do them all over again if it meant he could protect you.


               -Working for Mint Eye, he’s already had to kill people

               -It doesn’t bother him anymore. He can do it in the blink of an eye. He doesn’t think twice

               -When you first joined Mint Eye, he was positive you wouldn’t make it

               -Someone as cute as you wouldn’t be able to handle such dirty work.

               -You’d probably cry the first time you were confronted

               -So when you were sent on a mission unrelated to the RFA, he wanted to go with you

               -Definitely not to protect you! Just… to see you crash and burn.

               -You came face to face with the man you had to kill

               -Saeran stood back with his arms crossed, ready to step in and call you an idiot. To tell you that you weren’t cut out for the job, you should stick to just working back at headquarters

               -But without a second thought, you put the gun in between this man’s eyes and pulled the trigger,  leaving the blood spatter across your face as you stare down emotionless at the lifeless body at your feet

               -He was honestly shocked? You…. didn’t feel a thing?

               -You continued going through this man’s belongings, looking for what you were sent there for

               -He stood there in awe, not sure about what he should do about this situation? There were so many feelings about you swirling around in his head. He couldn’t help but grab your arm and spin you around, watching as your eyes sparked back to life

               -“Um? Saeran? What do you want? What’s wrong?”

               -Looking back and forth between your eyes, Saeran watched as your guard dropped and concern flooded them, staring back at him and started to get confused

               -“I uh. Just-” he started, turning his head away from you and furrowing his eyebrows, frowning at the floor, “Don’t get to full of yourself when I say this but, you… you did good. I thought.. I thought you didn’t have it in you to kill. I thought I would have to.”

               -He turned back to you, eyebrows still knit together before he sighed and slammed his lips against your own, dominating and commanding your bottom lip to follow the movement of his own, moving a hand up to the back of your head to bring you closer

               -You tried to stutter out that you were out of breath and that’s when he let you go, practically pushing himself 7 feet away from you

               -“I mean, whatever. You better do this well next time. I don’t want to have to follow you every time you leave HQ just to make sure you can keep pulling the trigger. It’s not because I want to protect you, or anything! Take care of your damn self! You know what, maybe you shouldn’t even go on these things anymore. Maybe you should just stay back,” he rambled on, trying to hide a blush that was rising to his cheeks. He turned to the lifeless body on the ground, nervously fidgeting with him, attempting to change the subject

               -“Come on. I’ll help you just this once to get rid of this thing. You need to do it yourself. I won’t help you next time. What do you mean I’m trying to change the subject? No I’m not! Mind your own damn business, get over here and help me carry this guy!”


The Signs As Quotes From ML Fics

Not meant to be taken seriously at all OMg. Consider it a fic rec list of sorts.


You have three holes in your body!“ exclaimed the dummy, the magic attacks pausing for a moment while he glared at her. "And you’re still running. What kind of monster are you?”

“Um. The determined kind?”

“Doesn’t matter,” the dummy said, acting as if she hadn’t spoken. “This just means I have to work harder to end you.”- Miraculous Tale by @awkwardnarturtle


“marinet cuts in here because destiny can fuck off, agrest is her man. She frown till destiny takes a hint and leabes. now that she s gone, she smield too.” - by @megatraven



Adrien felt so incandescently happy at that statement, so ecstatic that he could probably power France for the next ten years on his positive feelings from this one moment alone, that he didn’t even try to stop himself as he hugged her tighter, breathlessly laughing as he said, “Since you are my everything, that works out really well then.” - Ecstatic from @thepeachgreentea

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dating kenji katsaros

i havent seen one of these yet so this is 100% SELF INDULGENT if u dont see content u crave.. make it !! yeet!!

  • teasing all the fucking time CLEARLY
  • u call him ken sometimes
  • when he does something annoying/unpleasant u say IM TELLING MEIKO and he knows ur joking but is also kinda scared
  • “i can fly and u c ant ha ha ha”
  • kenji is the type to be wild af when he sleeps, his side of the bed Whomst? but once he finds u in his fuckin journey ur in his grasp and aint gettin out
  • kenji’s Sleepy Voice? GOLD! or bronze i guess lmao hehehe
  • a GREAT kisser. slow. sweet! a Man! 
  • this bich aint never letting u get out of bed sweaty :)

kenji: where do u think ur going
mc: i gotta get to work! grayson will be pissed if i’m late !!
kenji: ohhh i can take care of grayson. u think talos can’t handle grayson?? [pulls u back into bed]

  • sometimes you guys go into ur hero forms at home and fuck around

kenji: quick!! toss me the whisk!!! im gonna need it if we’re gonna BEAT this guy!! haha!!
mc: oh my god shut up
kenji: just throw it to me
mc tosses it a lil too hard and kenji has to duck to avoid it, it makes an imprint in the wall
kenji: HOLY SHIT
mc: wanna makeout?
kenji: ok

  • i hc kenji as a super good cook??? a hidden talent!! always making u food–kinda bummed u fucked up the whisk but it’s all good
  • always wants 2 dance with u no matter where
  • also good fucking music taste. 
  • also GREAT fucking dancer!
  • u push him away from u when yall are teasing one another and he pulls u back into a hug and kisses the top of ur head :’)
  • fights about who is the better hero
  • “you liked me first” “NO YOU LIKED ME FIRST”
  • u dress up as one another for halloween

someone: wow so creative!! howd you guys think of this
kenji: uhh
mc [shifty eyes]

  • laughing at unflattering images of urselves on the news
  • kenji goes bronze at random times to mess with you

mc: can you stop i feel like im dating a kitchen appliance
kenji: those ARENT BRONZE

  • happy times! 
  • he’s ur best friend!! 
  • you guys tell each other everything!!! 
  • wow
  • sorry if this is lame i just
  • LOVE
  • kenji katsaros!! 
  • good day

montytheloser  asked:

I don't really work retail but I'm a waitress, once checking up in a table with a couple I did my practiced "how was everything?" And the man looked at me, said "yes" and pushed his plate to me. Now I just thought "well guess I should take these back" but then I notice the woman giggling so hard and now me and her husband are confused before she explained to him the exchange and I started laughing too as he just looks wide eyed and says "I thought you were asking if we were done"

That’s actually really cute. Thank you for sharing!


“Iron Lady” - [Jeremy Irons / Tom Hiddleston - Multi-chapter].

Summary: Widower Jeremy, falls for and marries his son’s friend despite tripling her age. And just a few years later, his health problems and the return of his best friend, Tom, to London, make him doubt his marriage and wonder if his wife would be better off with a younger man like his friend.

Chapter VI: “Heart”.

Previous chapter(s): 1.”Horses”. // 2.”Books”. // 3.”Wine” // 4.”Berries”.  // 5.“Birthday”.

Written by: A.Wölf.


Jeremy’s face showed the ravages of a sleepless night.

He was still wearing his suit which let his wife know that he could’ve shown up at Tom’s again, looking for her, or maybe even to drag her home judging by the way he scowled at her. He was still waiting for an answer but she didn’t know what to say; she was a deer in the headlights.

“First, you wanted to leave early with me to go deal with Max, and then you almost end up staying until sunrise”.

“You told me to stay”.

“I was worried sick!” he suddenly yelled while standing up, startling her.

“I lost track of time”, she said in almost a whisper.

“And your mobile too?”

“Jeremy, it was a party. I’m sorry I had fun”.

“Don’t fucking patronize me”.

“You’re starting to sound like my father!” She exclaimed exasperated.

But she immediately regretted it because he stiffened and she knew she’d touched a nerve. After all, Jeremy worried about the age gap between them too much lately. She looked at the ground and started for the stairs, but her husband’s next words froze her.

“Did you sleep with him?”

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I have a lot of feelings about Nathan Sharp

If Nate wasn’t my favorite artist already, the new “StopRewind” music definitely put him there. (Tied with Dodie of course lol)

I never paid attention to the lyrics before. But after watching the video, I understand it a lot better. It’s about pushing through when life sucks because someday you’re gonna be where you want to be, even if you don’t know it yet. The video showed him reaching out to the “exit” many times, just to put him right back where he didn’t want to be.

Because if you focus too hard on how much you hate where you are, it takes focus away from working through to make sure you reach your dreams.

His face when he saw the collage of all his videos (including his tour announcement, which I noticed, that was a nice touch) just kind of made me want to cry. He’s come ridiculously far, and looking back on all the things he’s done must be incredibly surreal.

Man, imagine looking into the future just to see a screen full of the things you’ve achieved ten years from now. There are so many amazing things in store.

The video sort of helped me restore hope in myself. I’ve had a difficult time believing that I’m ever going to reach my dreams, but if Nate can do it, so can I.

So thank you Nate, even if you’re not going to see this. Thank you for following your dreams, thank you for giving me another wonderful role model to look up to, thank you for making this video, thank you for EVERYTHING.

What about people who say wrestling is fake?
  • Ambrose: We let everybody go behind the scenes and we make no effort anymore as a business to make it seem real. I don’t take myself too seriously. It’s 2017, [and] if you say wrestling’s fake, I’m not gonna flip out or whatever—you’re just uninformed. To me, there’s nothing fake about the miles that I’ve put on my body or the actual work that goes into perfecting this as a craft. I put in the same hours to get good at this as a surgeon who went to college. It’s just a much less important job in the realm of society. But as far as the man-hours you put in, it’s hard to do. And there’s nothing fake about the injuries, the risk and how dangerous this is. It’s extremely dangerous. But I won’t be offended by [the comments]; people say it all the time.

anonymous asked:

May I request RFA+V reacting to MC becoming stressed over financial issues (whether overspending or lack of funds) after they're married (reality hits hard man). Thank you!

***Welp…some of them are just…never gonna have money troubles, but that doesn’t mean MC is used to that kind of life =0, So I can definitely work with them too.

This is kind of a rough one for me because for the second time this month our bank account has hit $0 😣 But hey, we’re getting things figured out. Sometimes adulting be rough lol

Character breakdown: Good ending canon characters, V from the original routes



  • He keeps taking you out to fancy dinners, and you’re trying to total up the cost of everything, which is just making you more and more anxious.
  • Finally, as you’re sitting across from him, and he’s about to open a 100 year old bottle of wine, you panic. “JUMIN! Please don’t open that; money isn’t unlimited!”
  • Jumin just kind of stares at you for a moment before putting the bottle down and taking out his phone.
  • Oh no…did you upset him? It was really nice of him to take you out but…oh…
  • He handed you his phone with his bank account balance.
  • Nevermind. Money is unlimited.



  • He really likes to buy you beautiful and expensive dresses with these wonderfully textured fabrics, so he can run his hands over them, but…Oh dear Lord look at the price tag.
  • This was the first time you’d looked on this shopping trip, and it was just way too much. You whisper hissed to V “How are we supposed to keep affording this kind of thing?”
  • He at first seems very confused and then an amused smile spreads on his face. “You do remember how much just one of my photographs sold for at the RFA auction, right?
  • You just kind of stare blankly at him as that sinks in. Holy cannoli, that’s right he’s probably rich too.



  • He already has his own house and several cars, but the way he talks about money, you know that he can’t just spend it willy nilly.
  • He doesn’t even have money coming in anymore now that he’s left the agency!
  • Every time he talks about only putting premium gas in his babies after you’ve just been grocery shopping and cutting corners to get the best deals, you just can’t handle it.
  • “Seriously, Saeyoung!? Don’t you understand we don’t have the money for that? How are we going to keep eating if we don’t make any money?”
    He actually does a spit take with his PHD Pepper and then proceeds to laugh. HOW IS THIS FUNNY?
  • “Seriously, Kitten? Come here.” He pats his lap and brings something up on his phone, showing you the patent for his robot cat and how much he’s selling them each for to someone who actually got a contract for him already.
  • You’re absolutely floored and he just nuzzles into you. “Here I was thinking you were just an extreme couponer, and this whole time you’ve been freaking out. Poor Kitten. Guess I’ll have to give you a treat to make up for it.”
  • Still mildly angry you push him away with a pout, but that turns into a tickle match which soon turns into a trip to the bedroom. Jeeze, guys.



  • He lived in a half underground apartment, and that was already enough to tell you that he didn’t have much money, but the nearly empty fridge didn’t help.
  • You just did what you could as his manager to keep getting him the best jobs, and you were doing really well so…why did he keep not having much in his fridge and the poor apartment???
  • It wasn’t long before you were convinced he must be gambling the money away or worse, and you finally confronted him only to have him….laugh in your face????
  • You nearly started to cry, and that’s when his face changed, and he pulled you into his arms. “Oh, cutie, I thought you were just kidding…I told you when we first started dating that I just like this place because it was my first home and that I’m terrible at taking care of myself.”
  • Oh. Right. How could you have been so silly? “Maybe my babe just needs to come live with me and take care of me~?”…Oh….
  • And that’s the story of how you moved in together. After the whole…public relationship and Echo Girl scandal he really had gotten a lot of work and money and wasn’t just wasting it. Woops.



  • Starting the cafe with all the money Jaehee had saved up was a stressor.
  • That meant no more savings left over, which meant having to be very careful about your spending.
  • The few months when the cafe was being built and neither of you had much to go on, you got a part time job just to cover the bills.
  • Unfortunately, the both of you were stressed and anxious, which for Jaehee meant shoving herself into more and more work while you just wanted her attention or something when you got home from work.
  • Finally, the both of you broke down, you into a screaming match and her into a stunned silence. You just stood there breathing heavily before Jaehee was able to collect her thoughts. “I…didn’t realize I was ignoring you, MC. I’m so sorry. What kind of partner am I?”
  • This led to a serious conversation about how to manage your time more effectively, so that even with working, you could still have some sort of life.
  • Weekly (Zen musical) movie nights became a beautiful and wonderful thing.
  • Once the cafe actually opened its doors, you were able to become successful rather quickly, thanks to Jaehee’s good business sense, and you didn’t have to worry as much anymore since Jaehee was very good with money and savings.



  • You knew he was just a student, and you were too, so you had to manage your money wisely when you moved in together.
  • He insisted on being the only one to work, even though his parents had cut him off since you’d moved in, because they were so traditional about a man needing to be able to support his relationship and himself.
  • The problem really was…he was working himself to death. Every day he’d work, go to school, do homework, work, barely sleep and barely eat.
  • There came a point where he nearly passed out, and that was when he finally agreed to even let you help at all…by making dinner. >.>
  • Eventually you had to grab his shoulders and tell him what’s what, and he just looked at you with those big violet eyes before nodding vigorously and saying “Just tell me what to do, MC.” Right…he liked to be ordered around.
  • You used this to your advantage and ordered him to let you work half of the hours he was working. This finally got you both managing through school until you could start your actual careers.


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anonymous asked:

hi!! could u do a kim jisoo AMBW smut for me, please?~ (he's a Korean male actor). y/n and jisoo first meet at a khh club and jisoo ends up taking y/n to his place. make it nasty if you can 😝😘 thank you x

just wanna point out idk what a khh club is so i just set the story up to the place of any club– 


You stood there bobbing your head to the beat, the orange, pink, and green strobe lights hitting on your body and bouncing around the walls. Your eyes roamed the countless of sweaty bodies pushed against each other, some kisses, some touches. Everyone was in their zone, hands gripping waist, lips pressing together for those who were lucky. And then there was you, pressed against the bar downing yet again another shot, your vision blurring and becoming fuzzy around the edges of your eyelids. You sighed deeply, pushing out your left leg, planting your foo down in the ground you rolled your head around feeling the tension in your shoulders becoming worse as the night passed. You had been here, for a little over five hours, coming alone to get over your hectic work schedule. Usually, you’d just have your boyfriend fuck it better but it had been some time since you dated, and you weren’t the type who always did hookups, diseases were everywhere and you didn’t need that extra stress. Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes slowly, lifting your hand up to order your tenth drink for the night, wanting to take it slow to not get plastered but to be tipsy enough to feel good and loose.

“If you don’t stop, someone will need to take you home pretty lady.” A voice called out to you, and you could feel the warmth of his breath fanning across your cheeks, his body heat was felt close to you. You turned towards your left, looking up at him, he gave you a crooked smirk. Your eyes roamed over him slowly, he had on a suit, a class man it appeared. His crisp black tie pressed against his white shirt, his dark slacks, where his shirt was tucked in, and his black dress jacket. As the song changed, your eyes moved back up to his face. His defined jaw, his plump pink lips. The black studs in his ear, the dark hair styled above his head, his bangs falling into his eyes.

“Am I passing your inspection?” He asked after a while, knocking you out of your trance and causing him to laugh as he shook his head, the deep rumble of his laughter causing you to straighten a bit biting on your bottom lip and looking off from the flustered state you seemed to have been placed in.

“I’m sorry, it was very rude of me to stare at you like that.” You admitted combing your fingers through your locks of hair.

“I mean, usually I would be offended but you’re such a beautiful girl I’m quite honored you let me stand under your gaze for so long.” He rasped out leaning on the bar with his left elbow. “Only if I could do the same of course.” He teased causing you to look back at him and raise an amused eyebrow.

“You mean you haven’t been doing it across the room?” You don’t know why you blurted it out but seeing the taken aback look on his face you knew you had guessed right. He composed himself laughing after a while raising his hands.

“That’s true but, now here I am up close and personal. It’s only fair.” He stated, you watched him roam his eyes over your figure and suddenly you felt the skin tight red dress was too short leaving you too naked. The dress hugged tight to your body, resting under your ass it was a bodycon dress, the back dipping low and crisscrossing to show some of your skin. The front dropped down to reveal the peaks of your breast showing how round and plump they had to be. Your black heels made your dress stand out, your makeup was light but it was there.

“So, what are you thinking?” You asked after a few minutes of his heated gaze on your skin.

“Well, I’m thinking a lot but I don’t know if it’s appropriate to say such thoughts to such a beautiful woman whom I just met and I may point out I don’t even know her name. I’m Jisoo by the way. Kim Jisoo.” He spoked bowing his head and you gave him a soft laugh, your lips twitching intriguing the male even more.

“I know who you are Jisoo. I’m a fan.” You told him giving a nod of your head. “I’m y/n.” You introduced flashing your teeth at him as you gave a big smile back. “And I would like to hear such thoughts since you know my name.” You admitted, tilting your head to the side.

“Well..” He hesitated at first only to lean forward pressing his lips against your ear, his soft whispers kissing the flesh of your earlobe as he spoke teasing words to you. “I wanted to say, you look good enough to spoil and eat. Sweet and intoxicating, it makes me want to see how sweet the rest of you is, how you would wrap around me. And then my head dips lower and I can’t help but notice, someone isn’t wearing any panties.” Jisoo teased, his hand staring at the top of your back between your shoulder blades and roaming down your body slowly towards your ass cupping the plump flesh. “Not as good as I thought, I would have to punish you for that, if you were mine of course. Daddy can’t have his girl going outside looking like this.” He sighed dramatically slapping at your ass groaning as he watched the flesh jiggle. You didn’t know why you let this man touch you like this, had he known you it would have been fine but this was a stranger- a handsome deep voiced smooth talking stranger. You couldn’t help but bit your lip again, wanting to take him up on his offer you turned your head to press your forehead against his.

“And what would be so wrong with that? Being yours of course.” You asked watching him. His eyes flickered from your eyes to your chest and back up where he gave a smile backing up.

“Well, you barely know me for one- I could be a dangerous man.” He teased holding a straight face.

“I can see it, most famous people are incredulous. “ You taunted back causing him to laugh as your features broke off into a smile. He shrugged his shoulders watching you as he ordered two shots for you both.

“Well, now that the gig is up. I would take you back home, but I will be honest I’m not the hooking up type of guy, feelings get involved and that’s not good for my career but looking at you, I don’t think you’re the hooking up kind of girl. Just a woman who’s had a hard day at work and needs some unwinding. I could be wrong though, so why don’t you tell me?” He asked as he pushed your shot towards you. You let your index finger swirl around the top of the glass as you stare at him thinking on your answer and weighing your options. Here was this handsome man, humble, charming and ready to make you forget your hard day at work. He was single, you were too. And if anything, if he never wanted it again at least you’d have a friend- hopefully. Or the bragging rights, but it wouldn’t matter because only your friends would know since you wouldn’t out him like that unless push came to shove. Taking a deep breath, you hummed licking your finger in front of him, your red lipsticks smearing on your finger.

“I am not the kind of girl that hooks up no, but just as you said, I’ve had a hard week and I came here to unwind but I will admit that it is a bit discouraging to see everyone pressed together knowing that the only cock I’m going home to is a fake one. Still, there is something charming about you outside of the limelight and I can’t help but want to see more, if I’m allowed to of course. Daddy.” Your hand came up to grab at one side of his suit jacket, rubbing your thumb soothingly against the fabric he held your gaze taking the shot he had grunting slightly from the burn.

“Is that your final answer then?” He asked you, his hand coming to rest on the dip of your lower back pulling you close to him, both of your chest pressing against each other.

“It is.” You answered without a moment of hesitation bringing the drink to your lips and downing the shout, pressing the glass face down.

“Let’s leave then.” He proposed pulling you from the bar only for you to stop him teasing.

“No dancing?” You asked surprised that he wanted to get you out so quickly.

“You’re already a distraction, I don’t need your bare ass grinding against me little one, I don’t know if I’d be able to not fuck you from behind in front of all these people. If you want to dance for me when we get to my place however, I won’t say no to you.” He pulled back leaving you flustered once again and breathless. He grabbed onto your hand, pulling you behind him and out of the club weaving both of you through the rest of the crowd of people.

Everything else that happened seemed to go into a blur of motion. You were in the back of his car one minute making out in a heated manner, hips pressed against hips, you in his lap with your hands in his hair. The friction of his slacks against your bare pussy had elicited groans and cries of pleasures that he swallowed up with his kisses. He kept you in place, his hands feeling every ounce of you, every curve that he could while his driver got you home. You didn’t know how long it took you to arrive, but in no time, you were breaking apart for breath as he carried you towards his door, pressing you against it to unlock the door his lips found your neck once again giving you a pattern of hickeys as he unlocked the front door almost stumbling. Your hips had been rutting against his so much you didn’t know how you hadn’t ruined his bottoms yet because you were soaking wet. He slammed the door, blindly kicking off his shoes and instructing you to keep your heels on as he led you towards his room. Dropping you on his bed, your lips found each other again, as you got lost in one another.

He was grinding against you once again, trying to get you readier, his hands gripping at your ass cheeks, his nails dragging down the outside of your thighs as your tongues roamed one another’s mouth, the heat of everything causing you to cry out as you finally had one orgasm, staining his slacks with your juices and it only seemed to turn him on more as he bit your bottom lip. He helped you discard your dress and bra, your hand loved pulling on his tie, keeping him close to you while his hands groped your breast, flicking his fingers over your nipples causing you to arch your back. He brought two fingers to your mouth which you sucked on until your spit was covering his digits well enough for him to slip them inside of your wet pussy to stretch you out. Back arching you cried out his name, he chuckled breathing against your ear, pressing his hardened cock against your leg, letting you feel the outline of it through his pants. Your hand went down to cup him, rubbing up and down at the flesh and soon his hips were pressing against your hand until he got impatient. He stood up to go turn on a lamp, not wanting it to be too light but he wanted to see you. You could feel the alcohol still course through your system and mixed with your arousal it was insane how needy you were but you were just glad you were aware of what you were doing and so was he. He smirked at you, undressing himself of everything he crawled on the bed going down on you.

His warm tongue circling your warm wet pussy before he pushed it inside of you, curling it he started to thrust it against your spot, eating you out and trying to drive you to the brink again. He nuzzled your pussy, letting your wetness get all over his face without a care in the world. He moaned against you causing the vibrations to rake through your body, your back arched as your hands gripped at his hair and you called out for him. He pulled back, licking over his lips as he kissed up your body with wet kisses only to press his lips against yours letting you taste yourself on his tongue. You sucked greedily on his tongue, spreading your legs wide for him, he reached over to open his drawer beside the bed pulling out a foil packet. He held it up, about to break the position, but you grabbed it instead ripping it open with your teeth. You took out the condom as you kissed along his jaw and neck, giving him hickeys just like he gave you, listening to him groan and rut his hips against the air was your kryptonite. You rolled the condom onto his thick shaft, pumping him a few times to make sure it was in place, soon you were guiding his tip against your entrance and he pushed in without teasing anymore causing you both to moan in pleasure as he buried himself to the hilt. He gripped at your hands raising them above your head, leaning down he took your left nipple into his mouth starting out a slow grind. He fucked you into the mattress slowly, focusing on just feeling you and having your wet pussy wrap around his cock and mold to him. You felt so warm, so slick and you were so tight. It was amazing, it caused a shudder of pleasure to rake through his body as he wound his hips slowly against yours. Circling his hips to feel every inch of you he groaned picking up the speed slowly. He listened to your moans, your pleas of his name. How you arched your back and rose your hips up to wind against him.

“Daddy fuck, please let me ride you daddy.” You whined out after a while, he stilled his hips giving you one look and letting your hands go, he gripped at your hips turning you both over. Your hands moved to lay against his chest once you were settled, your nails bit into his skin as you raised yourself and slammed back down onto him hitting your spot right on. Your head rolled back, crying out his name you bounced on him, feeling the pleasure of your hips slapping down against his. Your ass bouncing with every thrust and soon he was planting his feet down into the bed lifting his hips up to fuck into you. The whole room became hot, your bodies both becoming covered with a thin layer of sweat. He watched your breast move up and down as he fucked into you. His black hair starting to stick to his face as he moaned out for you. He looked down your body, his hand gripping tightly onto your hips, he moved one hand down to rub against your clit slowly, he flicked his fingers against your wet nub. He snapped his hips a bit faster against yours, he could feel how your hips became a bit slower, you couldn’t keep up with him anymore it was getting hard to push down against his powerful thrust the closer you got to your orgasm, the pleasure was hitting your body just right. Jisoo pulled you off his body, turned you around on your stomach flat and entered you again from behind.

You placed your hands by your head, and he brought his fingers up to lock with yours, grinding his hips against your ass he reached deep inside of you, your slick pussy becoming its own song as the noise was heard throughout the room. He could feel you tightening up around him, he knew you were close. Leaning his head down he whispered dirty words into your ear, holding onto you tighter he pounded his hips against yours. Your warning cry came out letting him know you were in close, he kept going farther letting you reach your high. Your stomach clenched and your toes curled as you writhed under him. You orgasm was a strong one, your eyes rolled back as the warmth spread throughout your body and your pussy clenched tighter onto his cock. He continued to pound into you letting you ride out your orgasm and soon he was spilling his cum into the condom. He slowly his hips down, taking deep breaths he slowly relaxed against you. He kissed along your sweaty shoulder blade nuzzling his nose against the crook of your neck.

He pulled out of you at some time, slipping off the condom he tied up the end and threw it into the trashcan. He pulled you close to him once he got back on the bed, your leg draped lazily across his waist as he cuddled you pressing soft kisses along your forehead, his hands playing in your hair.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” You whispered causing him to laugh softly.

“Was it great enough to convince you to let me take you on a date?” He questioned and it was your turn to laugh nodding your head as your eyes dropped.

“After that, I’ll do whatever you want no problem.” You admitted with a yawn, soon after giving into the world of sleep as the darkness consumed you.

anonymous asked:

I haven't been on Tumblr for a while,and when i finally wanted to come back,it was your comic that made me excited.While i read through all the stuff i missed i got a case of the feels in some parts,other parts made me sit at the end of my seat!The part that really got me was when Sans turned into Chara! You've improved so much and i just want to say how proud i am to be part of this fanbase!Also when you need to take a break, DONT BE SORRY!You've worked really hard you earned it! Love ya! ^///^

Oh man thank you so much!! ;///; I’m so happy you enjoy reading my comic and liked that part so much ;; thank you for your kind words! I’m very happy to be in the fandom too since there are so many awesome and kind people like you ;; I’m having so much fun being here thank you



  • Would come home from a busy day of rehearsals to see you crying on the floor
  • “uh- Mc? WHATS WRONG?!”
  • freaks out
  • “i’m just stressed i can’t finish this essay!”
  • well shit he isn’t good at writing essays
  • “well i can’t be of much help mc. Wanna go to the library?”
  • carries your backpack to the nearest library where MC somehow manages to finish the essay in 2 hours
  • “I’m so proud of you! You did it! Don’t stop going to school please.”


  • y’all are on the same boat lmao
  • You both are so exhausted
  • once yoosungs final exams were done it was your turn to take yours and you were stressing over a final review
  • yoosung would care for you so much kdkdkdkdkd
  • “MC please make sure you also eat and sleep well please.”
  • would visit your house 24/7 to make sure you were balancing studying and resting
  • “We can do this MC!”
  • His encouragement motivated you
  • he would cook for you
  • “See MC! I told you you’d pass the class.”


  • she would notice your fatigue right away
  • “MC? do you need a cup of coffee?”
  • would have you take a break from doing your homework
  • “I’m doing this essay and it’s very difficult.”
  • “Oh i remember doing those for Mr. Han.”
  • Would be very helpful
  • Teaches you better than your professor someone give this woman a teaching degree
  • When you would fall asleep while typing an essay she would finish writing it for you meanwhile you rested
  • Jaehee is a very smart woman she knew almost everything about everything and if she didn’t she would make sure to find out


  • “MC are you alright? Did the food upset your stomach?”
  • You would lay on the floor to cope with the stress
  • “No Jumin it’s just school work it’s so stressful!”
  • Jumin would hire the best tutors in the country perhaps the world for you
  • “Jumin are you good at math?”
  • would try his best
  • would really try his best
  • looked at Elizabeth when you asked a really difficult question that he didn’t know the answer to


  • this man is smart tf
  • he takes it as a joke at first when you cry over your homework but gets serious when he sees how frustrated you are
  • “hey it’s ok mc, here let me help.”
  • would explain things so clearly somehow
  • he’s good at math
  • “good mc! you’re getting the concept!”
  • gives you a “treat” for every question you get right
  • “see not that hard right?”


  • this man knows a lot but acts like he doesn’t
  • “hey ray i need help with some school work.”
  • “i don’t have time for that MC”
  • would help once he saw how desperate you were.
  • “okay so you do this first then this.”
  • would just take your homework away from you when you got too stressed over it
  • would do your homework sometimes
  • “Saeran? Did you do my homework?”
  • “…..no.”


  • really good at explaining things
  • doesn’t know shit when asked on the spot
  • “uhh yeah i know how to do it i just forgot how to.”
  • would try to remember and ended up taking a nap with you
  • google is his best friend when asked things he doesn’t have knowledge about
  • “MC if you ever need a tutor I can ask Jumin to get you one.”


  • hates being bothered
  • makes an exception when he sees you banging your head against the wall
  • “god damn it MC don’t be so violent.”
  • you end up falling asleep on his lap because his voice soothes you to sleep
  • secretly finishes all your homework and puts you to bed
  • hacked into the school system to make you get automatic A’s
  • “Vanderwood…did you hack into the system?”
  • “…..no.”
  • a very smart man

schools stressing. me out guys i can’t take it anymore UGH

Also sorry for not posting a headcanon in like 2 weeks high school is rough man

feel free to request headcanons!good luck to everyone at school and if you don’t have school -_- still have a good day lol

All My Idols Ch 33: Race For My Heart Pt 1

I’m so sorry I haven’t been updating lately, work has been crazy! I was going to update yesterday but my friends invited me out and it has been awhile so I went, sue me. I finished two more chapters today but I’m not going to post them because the cliff hangers are major so I’ll post them tomorrow so no one panics tonight! You have a good night lovelies!

I’m sorry if this sucks!

“Today we have a very special guest!” The hosts say together. I shake nervously on the edge of the set up, already regretting my decision to do this. “She don’t dance or sing or released any music, or appeared on any dramas, yet she has won the heart of not just the idols but the nation. Today our guest is Princess Charlotte!”

I’m not surprised when FXXK IT came on, the song comforted me as I stunted on to the all white back drop with a little swag in my step. The two men are cheering, grinning ear to ear at the sight of me. I bow deeply once the music stops. “Hello! I’m Charlotte! Please take care of me!”

“Welcome princess Charlotte to our third level basement!” Coni shouts happily. I can’t help but beam at the two men I have been watching for years on my computer screen.

“Thank you for agreeing to have me,” I answer back bashfully.

“How did we manage to be the first variety show you come on?”

“Well lots of my friends recommended different shows but this one has been one of my favorites ever since I started watching Korean shows.”

“Really?” Doni hums, “Why?”

“Because I love how playful you are!”

The two men blush and share a shy look before Coni clears his throat and tries to act professional, “So this is usually where we have the idols talk about their latest album but since you haven’t released one how about you tell us a few things about yourself.”

I awkwardly chuckle as I look at one of the cameras, “Alright, as I said before, I’m Charlie or better known as the princess. I am 23 years old, born and raised in the United States of America. I have been in South Korea for about two years….um…” I look to them for any help on what else to say.

“I think that is enough for now, we will talk more about you when we build your profile. For now, would you be willing to try random dance? We hear you are really good!”

I flush, “I’m terrible!”

“No! We saw your performance with Ikon and you did great! How about if you can make it through without a mistake we will take you to an expensive steak dinner!” Doni offers with a wiggle of his brow.

I grimace but nod, “Okay, I guess I could try, but please only title tracks and the chorus!”

“Can do! Music start!”

“Wait!” I yell.

Everyone freezes and looks at me. I scurry closer to the camera, knowing it looks ridiculous but I feel like this is needed. With a deep breath I bow deeply to the camera, “To all the fans of the groups I’m about to dance to, I apologize for making their amazing dances look terrible, please forgive me!” The whole crew and two hosts, die laughing as I run back to my starting place and beam at them, “Ready!”

“Music start!”

I wait for a moment before Shake it by Sistar comes on. Without hesitation I am twisting my hips to the music dancing along happily to my favorite unnies song. Half way through it switches,  Bang Bang Bang blares, I have my hand guns up ready to go, throwing my arms around like an idiot. The men on the sidelines are laughing uncontrollably.

“I think you would have gotten in trouble if you would have gotten this one wrong,” Doni points out between his laughs.

I nod with a cringe, “They would have murdered me.”

Next is Gee, another song that I actually can do. A few more songs go by and I’m actually impressed with how well I’m doing, that is until Overdose comes on and at that point I’m actually kind of winded and just collapse on the ground. The two men rush forward. “Are you alright?” They panic together.

I chuckle as I sit back on my butt and take a few deep breaths, “I’m okay, EXO oppas I’m sorry but I cannot dance to like any of your songs for the life of me.”

“Lets get you a chair!” Coni waves over to the staff on the edge of the camera, a young woman brings a water bottle while a man brings out a chair, well actually it’s a freaking pink throne. I’m dying of laughter at the sight of it, it’s as all as the usual stools, my feet can’t reach the ground when I sit down but there is a back and arm rests.

“What in the world?” I question.

“We figured the princess would need a throne!” Coni answers dramatically.

Doni chimes in, “Also we heard that you tend to fall a lot and we need that not to happen.”

I nod, “Fair enough.”

They take a few moments to set up and once they have everything settled they two men sit on their stools and do the little intro for the next segment, building my profile. “Now since you are the princess we did something special for you. We had a few idols come together and write out your profile for you!”

I raise my brows at that, “Oh god, that must have been interesting.”

“It really was. So,” Coni pulls a string allowing the banner to roll out. My name is scrawled across the top of the pink banner, a picture of me form last year is faded in the background making me cringe. “They had plenty to say about you and plenty of things to write from everyone else. Lets start off with talents!”

“I have none so I can’t imagine what they wrote,” I scan the banner for the words and chuckle at what I find.

“The ability to make anyone bring her food,” Coni reads, “Is this true?”

I laugh, “Yes it is actually, though I don’t know if that counts as a talent.”

Doni hums, “But really anyone?”

I pause for a moment, “I mean probably anyone I’m close to, especially if I haven’t eaten.”

“Have you eaten breakfast this morning?”

“Nope,” I shake my head.

“Alrighty then our next segment is the food race!” They announce dramatically.

“The what?”

“You are going to text five different idols saying you are hungry and haven’t eaten, if everyone says yes, you get to keep all of the food.”

“If I loose do I get hit with the hammer?” I place both hands on top of my head, worry obvious on my face.

“No, no, no!” They quickly answer to both me and the camera, “We will not be hitting the princess!”

“Okay, who should I message?” One of the staff members brings me my phone.

“Lets see,” Doni hums, “It has to be really important and busy people.”

“Mark from NCT!” Coni suggests.

“I’m not very close to him but we can try, I have his number,” I pull up his contact information and create a message, I make it pretty general, and wait for them to suggest others.

“Zico! Exo’s Kyungsoo. BTS Rap Monster. S.coops Seventeen!”

I add each number as they list people off, writing out what is going on to make sure they aren’t really busy at the moment:

Hi! I’m on the set of Weekly Idol and since I forgot breakfast they asked me to text five people to see who can bring me food first. Don’t worry if you can’t come, I will understand! Hope you are having a wonderful day!

“You are just so cute!” Coni coos.

I blush down at my phone.

“Now that we have that out of the way, next point! You will do a complete attitude change if someone insults or disregards an idol.”

I nod, “I would say that is true, it is pretty drastic, or at least that is what I’ve been told.”

“Lets see, what is a really hot topic at the moment?” The two men think for a moment.

“How about the whole EXO Lay thing? Where do you stand on that?”

Their smiles fade as I imagine mine does too, “That is absolutely ridiculous. Some fan girls have been going nuts saying that he should just leave the group, what in the world is wrong with them? That man is doing such good, hard work over in China, I am so proud of him! It’s not like he has a choice in all of this! I don’t know why these girls are thinking that he actually does? He is sweet man doing what needs to be done! I swear I am going to-“ I pause and take a deep breath before saying, “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

Coni shrugs, “You are the princess defending her knight, what is there to apologize about?”

We talk about a few more random subjects, I do a few terrible accents and imprecations. We are laughing, having a good time when someone bursts into the studio, “Noona!”

Mark from NCT is awkwardly beaming at me. I hop off my throne and approach the much taller, boy, “You came!”

“I brought you some kimbap! I hope that is okay? It says you do on your online profile,” He asks bashfully.

I chuckle as I nod, “I do! I really love it!”

He grins back at me, “That great! Am I first?” He scans me and the two hosts. “Hello Hyungs,” He greets them just as awkwardly, like a boy meeting his girlfriend’s parents for the first time. In his hand is a paper bag, I’m assuming filled with food. The staff brings out another throne like mine, this one is blue instead of my pretty pink. Mark and I share a confused look.

Coni is quick to explain , “Since Mark is first he will be sitting beside you as your prince!”

Mark flushes completely, “Her prince? No! Everyone is going to try and kill me!”

“Hold on Mark, what are you talking about?” I place a gentle hand on his back.

“Everyone has been talking about it recently, what everyone would do if you got a boyfriend.”


“I bless that poor man,” Doni answers. “I’ve heard a few things about that too.”

“There is an online poll on who is going to win your heart,” Coni comes closer and showers me where you can vote. I’m laughing but cringing as I read the totals so far.

“Jiyong oppa is really high up there,” I point out, “ Number two!”

“Who is number one?” Doni creeps into our group to see the screen.

“Do Kyungsoo,” Coni chuckles.


We all look up to find Kyungsoo standing there with two bags of food in his hands staring at us with his confused wide eyes. I find myself blushing at the idea of so many people picturing me with Kyungsoo, it honestly makes my heart flutter a bit.

“Nothing,” I quickly answer, shoving Coni’s phone into his chest. “Welcome to the party Oppa!”

“Was I not first?” He pouts cutely.

I nod, “You were second, Mark just showed up and claimed the spot as first place not just in the race, but in my heart.” I wrap an arm around the younger, ignoring his blushing.

For a split second Kyungsoo looked ready to murder someone. Maybe that was a bad idea…

To be continued…

Who you guys like her to actually end up with out of everyone she has met so far?

Crush-ed Deleted Scene

(From my prinxiety fic here. It doesn’t fit in the new chapter I’m writing, but I’d hate to lose it entirely. Enjoy!) 

“Favorite person?” Roman asked, and Virgil hummed.

“I don’t have one.”


“No, like, not in a bad way. I just don’t personally spend time with Thomas’ friends, and you guys- You’re all so different. All of you are likable for different reasons, I can’t pick a favorite.”

Roman nodded seriously.

“Mine is totally Patton.”

“Nevermind, yeah, same. Definitely.” Virgil blurted, and they both laughed.

“Okay, what’s your favorite thing about us all, then, my suddenly sentimental friend?”

Virgil looked up, stared at the ceiling. He had gotten away with not facing Roman as they spoke, still sitting besides the couch. But Roman patted the space beside himself now, and Virgil sighed as he got up to join the other. They sat cross legged, facing each other, but Virgil kept his head down.

“Uh, well, Logan is … He gets things, you know? He can go too far, and be a little arrogant, but he gets things aren’t always sunshine and rainbows. He and I can get along, have a good back and forth, while not fully agreeing. He is always doing his best for Thomas, however he can. Also, the rapping, man.

Then, Patton, he’s just- he can be shortsighted, but man is that guy just the most well intentioned- He just cares, you know? He always tries to make sure everyone is listened to, even if he doesn’t get the rest of us, or we don’t always get him. He’d never take my side entirely, we don’t work like that, but he never has tried to shut me out. His puns get me, too.

Thomas is, you know, he’s Thomas. He has tried so hard to make me feel like my place here isn’t just as a burden, even if even when I’m right I still weigh him down. At the end of the day- I love Thomas, like we all do.”

Roman smiled, sincere and slow. “Best for last, then?”

Virgil rolled his eyes. “My favorite thing about you,” Virgil shrugged. “Is that you barely ever agree with me. The reason- When you keep doing this, sitting and listening to me, trying to make me feel like I have room here, it matters because it is really hard for you. The other two, they’ve always had some grasp on what I’m trying to do, Logan gets the logic of worry, Patton gets the compassion of caring about doing enough. But you, you have to try so much more for me to make sense to you. Dreams and anixety- it seems like a bad mix, and we both always have known that.”

“ … Is it a bad mix?” Roman asked, smile gone, and Virgil looked up to meet his gaze.

“You know? I don’t think so.”

“We- Thomas has brought it up, the others as well, that we can do very well together in creating motivation and inspiration for Thomas. My instinct is to wish he had nothing to keep him from chasing what he loves regardless of obstacles, but if he always was that reckless he’d be hurting himself and others. If you didn’t remind him to worry and take care of current predicaments, his future wouldn’t be possible. I truly do admire that, as well as your efforts to keep Thomas level even when you feel you need to be doing more. Your efforts to work with us, rather than against us, while being true to your nature is- That may be my favorite thing about you.” Roman admitted, ducking his head, but then he smiled again at last. “Well, and your humor.”

Virgil coughed, choking on his own laugh, “My-?” Roman reached over to pat his back as he tried to catch his breath. “My humor?”

The other only winked.

Oops! (Harry Styles Imagine)

Today was the first day of my new job as a fine dining waitress. I couldn’t sleep last night from my nerves and couldn’t finish eating my breakfast. The butterflies flittered around in my stomach as I smoothed my hands down the front of my white uniform chemise. But the nerves weren’t just because today was a new start… I had lied on my resume and listed personal references. AKA the only reason I got the job. But rent in New York City wasn’t cheap and finding work was hard. I prayed that I didn’t screw things up too badly.

“Y/L/N, you’re going to help Jamie as the maître d’ tonight. Carlos will be back tomorrow to start training you for tables.” My boss said, a scrawny man with a pencil thin moustache who owned the restaurant. He thrusted a paper menu at me. “Take this home with you and study it. It’s necessary for you to memorize the menu items and how they are prepared before you are able to wait tables on your own.”

Stuffing the menu in the back pocket of my pressed black dress pants, I scurried to leave the kitchen and keep up with him. He led me towards the front of the restaurant past all the tables lined with white linen and set with porcelain and crystal. The maître d’ stand faced the large windows and doors that opened out onto a covered portion of New York City street. When the restaurant opened, the doors will be manned by a doorman. The overhead lights will be dimmed and the candles atop each table will be lit. I had never stepped foot into a restaurant like this, and it seemed utterly magical.

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Awkward Moments (Part 1)

Prompt: Imagine being in love with Howard Stark back in the 40s…Only to meet his son nearly a century later. What will Tony think of you?

Word Count: 1230

Warning: A few layers of angst later on

Note: I thought of this as I watched Captain America: First Avenger, I loved Howard’s humor and his wit. So I was inspired. It also prompted me to binge watch Agent Carter from start to finish. I realize this is sort of…out of my usual scope, but inspiration struck so I went with it! I hope you like it!

These chapters will be rather short.

Shout out to my beta @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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“Hand me that tester,” Howard gently commanded to you.

You immediately handed it to your boss. He attached the two clamps onto pieces on the motherboard then turned to you.

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