i really like the subtle way they animated his face too

List of anime series/movies with unique art styles.

For my friends on tumblr, in case you guys want something to watch, here’s a quick list of anime series/movies with unusual/unique art styles that you may or may not know.


With an artstyle reminiscent of the original Astro Boy, Kaiba has a very simplistic (yet stylized) and fluid style of animation and art. The story revolves around the titular character, who wakes up with a hole in his chest with no idea of who he is. I enjoyed this a lot for the art, music and characters, who all have realistic motivations and ideals, as well as the themes handled in it; such as what defines “being human” when bodies and memories are as disposable as plastic.
Genre: Sci-Fi, Psychological Drama


In terms of sheer action and excitement I got from watching a movie, I’ve got to say that Redline is one of the best ever in those departments. With a highly stylized comic-book-esque art style with a high influence from Western comics like Dick Tracy (with the emphasis on black shadows on solid colours and thick black outlines), this show is extremely fluidly animated, the movie is said to consist of 120 000 hand-drawn frames, taking seven years to complete. The movie follows the story of racer JP (aka “Sweet” JP, because of his refusal to use weaponry while racing) trying to win (and survive) the titular Redline, a race consisting of multiple racers from multiple different galaxies and planets.
Genre: Racing, Sci-Fi, Action


Every frame of this anime could be screencapped and slapped onto someone’s dashboard for their aesthetic. That is how distinct the art style and character design of this show is. The show uses a form of “plaid animation”, where something will be animated over a still color or object as it moves, creating most of the time a jarring effect that is usually the sign of a lazy animator, however in Mononoke, the show utilizes the art to create a sense of a surreal, dream-like environment, intentionally focusing on the jarring effect. The art and design of the environment is also extremely ornate and beautiful.
The show focuses on the story of the unknown Medicine Seller and his travels through Japan (in an unknown time period), killing spirits and creatures known as Mononoke. However, he cannot do so until he learns their Form, Truth and Reasoning/Regret, which leads to some very interesting lessons at the end of each story.
Genre: Mystery, Horror

Dead Leaves

Another comic-influenced movie, and just barely under an hour too; Dead Leaves is an extremely fun, hyper-action-packed movie with amazing character design (almost EVERY good character in this movie has a unique design, barring the civilains and generic bad guy cannon fodder), driven by slapstick, humor (usually of the sexual kind) and more pop culture references than you can digest within the time span they’re thrown at you. The story focuses on criminals Retro and Pandy; Retro having a TV instead of a head, and Pandy having a panda-like marking on her eye, who, shortly after waking up on the moon and causing havoc on a nearby planet, are imprisoned in a super-jail.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Sci-Fi

Kuuchuu Buranko / Welcome to Irabu’s Office

Combining rotoscoped 3D, 2D animation and live action elements, Kuuchuu Buranko is an extremely surreal look into the world of psychiatry. The art and designs were created by the lead artist of Mononoke, Kenji Nakamura. But whereas Mononoke had some subtlety to its art, this show is bright, colourful and neon as all hell. The show focuses on Dr. Ichiro Irabu and how he helps his patients with their problems, who are all connected in some way or the other.
Genre: Comedy, Psychological Drama

The Tatami Galaxy

With a bright visual style that also manages to be subtle at the same time, The Tatami Galaxy also utilizes not just its art as a device for story telling, but the form of the show itself to convey its messages. I can’t spoil too much about the show, but I can give you this: if you enjoy the first episode, please watch it to completion, as this show basically requires the viewer to watch the show in its entirety. The story focuses on an unnamed protagonist, commonly referred to as Watashi by the show’s fans, who tries to attain the “rose-tinted” college life style he has desired for his whole life, as well as all the challenges he faces on the way. With fast-paced dialogue, a lot of humor, interesting character and background designs, as well as the various forms of “characterization”, and also the themes tackled by this show, I’d say it’s one of my favorite shows of all time.
Genre: Slice of Life, Comedy, Drama, Psychological, Sci-Fi

Mind Game

Mind Game. Directed by Masaaki Yuasa (also the director behind The Tatami Galaxy, Kaiba and Ping-Pong). I don’t think words can do this movie justice, but I’ll try. Imagine a combination of 3D-morphing-into-2D, sketches, animated photo images of (presumably) the voice actor’s for talking, extremely smooth and fluid movement, plus an insane amount of exaggeration,all coupled with a huge range of bright and dark colours and you’ve got Mind Game’s animation style down somewhat. Go look up more GIFs, they’ll help you understand the range of styles this surreal (and extremely fun) movie goes through. The plot follows Nishi, a down-on-his-luck, 20-years-old manga writer, running into his childhood crush Myon. He discovers she’s getting married soon while they’re talking inside her father’s restaurant. After that (plus another key event), the craziness in the movie begins; Nishi having a new-found desire to live life.
Genre: Comedy, Surrealism, 


Tekkonkinkreet, although similar in appearance to some Masaaki Yuasa works, was not made by the man himself (although, it was made by the company, Studio 4°Cthat helped produce Mind Game). This movie has incredibly detailed backgrounds, similar to a Studio Ghibli film, with amazing usage of lighting, camera shots and motion blur as well as a wide variety of colours and shades. The story follows Black and White, two street orphans who call themselves “The Cats”, trying to keep control of their town from dangerous enemies. Although vastly different in personalities, they support each other emotionally, mentally and physically very well.
Genre: Action, Drama, Adventure

The Diary of Tortov Riddle

The Diary of Tortov Roddle, although very short (6 episodes all leading up to 14 minutes! Watch it here! It has three special episodes that are part of the DVD though), is an interesting adventure of a surreal world that seems almost like a moving/animated picture rather than a movie or series. It follows the journey of Tortov Roddle and his pig-steed throughout this world, with just his calm thoughts and experiences. There’s no dialogue in this series but it doesn’t really require any dialogue at all, the only dialogue being Tortov’s journal entries at the beginning and end of each episode. The music, lack of dialogue and artall contribute to a very interesting, mysterious atmosphere.
Genre: Fantasy, Surrealism, Adventure

The Tale of Princess Kaguya

Straight outta Compton Studio Ghibli, The Tale of Princess Kaguya is an adaption of one of the staples of traditional Japanese folklore, The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter. This film adapts the ancient story of the young princess who grew out of a bamboo shoot and breathes fresh new life into it while still staying 100% true to the source material. The art can only be described as absolutely gorgeous, using a pale colour palette in a constantly shifting style that recalls the ancient Japanese watercolour paintings that the original story was recorded on.

Genre:  Fantasy, Drama

Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei

Oh man this show.
Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei follows the story of Nozomu Itoshiki, an overdramatic teacher so pessismistic about everything that he would try committing suicide over pretty much the smallest inconvenience (his name, when its Japanese characters are read horizontally, also translates into “Despair”) and his bizarre homeroom students’ antics. The series parodies almost everything there is to satrize in Japanese culture (the show even parodies itself from time to time with casual 4th wall-breaking from every show), as well as the general media and politics of the world, as well as having an insane amount of references to various things regardless of fame; from Gundam, Evangelion and Gurren Lagann, to Franz Kafka, Edward Gorey and South Park. The art’s very minimal (which itself gets parodied later on in the series), but it, uh, changes a lot, to put it simply.

Genre: Comedy, Parody


(gotta lot of requests to list this one)

Sports anime tends to always get a bad rep amongst anime fans for various reasons, whether it be that the viewer gets tired of seeing another Dempsey Roll, or the amount of reused frames in the series, they’re all understandable.
And so comes Ping-Pong to shatter those preconceptions of what a sports anime can be. Focusing rather on the characters, their emotions and development rather than the titular game that the anime’s based on (unlike most sports anime), this coming-of-age show following two boys as they (one actually) strive to become the best table tennis players in the world, is directed by none other than Masaaki Yuasa, who has directed a lot of the shows and movies on this list actually, with his trademark style of not having a trademark artstyle (other than wobbly simple lines and psychedelic colours).

Genre: Psychological, Drama, Coming-Of-Age, Sports

Gankutsuou: The Count of Monte Cristo

(im still in the process of watching Gankutusou and Ping-Pong (thanks school) hence why they weren’t in the original post)

Gankutsuou is what most people would call “art porn”, as it uses various still textures, colours and patterns within the character’s lineart, similar to Mononoke and Kuuchuu Buranko though to a much greater extent, while using 3D and 2D animation on the characters and backgrounds. The story is broadly based on the titular story of The Count of Monte Cristo, but with many differences, such as being set in the year 5053, plotlines and character endings being altered/removed, the pacing being changed from the original story, as well as the incorporation of many sci-fi themes. The general aesthetic of the show is that of 19th century France in a highly futuristic setting.

Genre: Drama, Sci-Fi, Thriller, Supernatural


Based off a popular gambling manga by Nobuyuki Fukumoto, Kaiji follows the story of the titular character, Kaiji Itou, an unemployed slacker who spends his days gambling (and always losing), stealing, drinking and being obsessed with money. He suddenly finds himself 3 million in debt, and is offered the chance to erase all of his debt, and maybe even earn some cash, in one night.

Via gambling.

With thick bold lines, exaggerated expressions and hugely caricaturized faces that woul make more sense in a comedy that all serve as a plus to the show, Kaiji is an intense psychological thriller that always leaves you on the edge of your seat, with some of the most insane and dramatic gambles in any piece of fiction.

Genre: Psychological, Thriller, Gambling

Panty and Stocking With Garterbelt

Two angels, kicked out of Heaven, have been tasked with cleaning up the filthy sin-riddled Daten City, and can only return once they’ve gotten enough Heaven coins!

Not like that matters to Panty and Stocking anyways, whose only cares in the world are what tastes good, much to the chagrin of local priest Garterbelt.

With a ton of American pop culture references, humor that would make South Park seem like a kid’s show, action that is so bizarre it can’t even be explained, and an animation style that’s more akin to a cartoon on a huge drug trip than anything else, Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt shows that sometimes too much of a good thing is still a good thing.

Genre: Comedy, Action, Parody, Not something to play around Grandma

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

There really is no other gif that explains and summarizes Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure better than this one.

Based off the hugely popular manga by Araki Hirohiko, the show follows the story of the Joestar bloodline. Jojo is unique in that it doesn’t follow one group of characters or main character throughout the entire franchise, but rather a different cast in a different location throughout the world, ranging from 1930s New York, to 1980s Japan, to Egypt and much more.

If I’m being rather vague about describing this rather popular show, I apologize, but there really is no way to properly explain this bizarre series.

With proportions that look like it was ripped straight out of a bodybuilder’s magazine, poses that could probably break your spine if even just attempted, and fights that end up being some of the most hype as well as some of the most ridiculous you’ll have ever seen, as well as a bright, dramatic colour pallete, this is a show that truly lives up to its “Bizarre” title.

(also protip: start with the 2012 adaption first rather than the 90s OVA, and read the manga.)

Genre: Action, Comedy, Supernatural, Mystery

The Celebrity Magazine; Fall 2017 Issue
Chanyeol’s Interview

Question: You have a very strong image of optimism. Haven’t you ever wanted to break from that?
Chanyeol: When i was younger i thought my bright and optimistic image would create certain preconceptions for the music i wanted to compose, so i wanted to break away from the image, but these days i compose without thinking about that kind of thing. Because there is bound to be someone who enjoys that kind of music too. I’m living comfortably with that thought.

Question: I’ve heard that you got in trouble from your mother when you told her you wanted to raise a mouse that got caught in a mouse trap. Do you like animals?
Chanyeol: Animals are like family to me. I’ve always had animals with me since i was a child. These days i have no time to raise a pet because i’m busy, but i play with the dog at my parents’ place whenever i visit. Unfortunately i’ve developed a cat fur allergy which i didn’t have when i was younger, so i have to be careful.

Question: Your low voice is so nice to listen to. I’m curious about which songs you enjoy singing.
Chanyeol: I like singing. I sing Jung Jun Il sunbae-nim’s “Hug Me” a lot. I’ve even uploaded myself singing it in my own style. There are people who are surprised when i sing because they only know me as a rapper. Before i wanted to gain recognition for my singing, but these days i don’t feel that it’s necessary to worry myself like that.

Question: Not feeling the need to worry yourself can be seen as a sign of maturity. Was there a moment that caused it?
Chanyeol: My personality is rather impatient. I feel the need to do things immediately and feel anxious when i don’t. When i look at it i think the moment that helped me was all the bowling i did when i found myself with time to spare. I got impatient that i couldn’t control the bowl properly so clung to it for two months bowling until early morning, but i actually bowled better after a two month break when i went back with an easier mind. I control myself with the thought of ‘If i get it it’s good and if i don’t get it i’ll make it eventually’. Maybe it’s because personalities don’t change but i’m still impatient.

Question: Any songs that you find touching?
Chanyeol: I couldn’t understand them when i was younger but these days i really love songs by Black Skirt and Lee Sora sunbaenim. I was looking up their songs and suddenly found myself overcome with emotion, almost as though something was flowing into me.

Question: I’m curious about your current playlist.
Chanyeol: Amy Winehouse, Migos, Aerosmith, The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, AC/DC and more. There are also songs from the OST of the animation <Your Name>, which i watched recently.

Question: What did you like about <Your Name>?
Chanyeol: I like the subtle emotions that you find in Japanese films. I think i get pulled in very easily by the hooks Shinkai Makoto sets up. Of course the visuals are beautiful, but i really enjoyed the introduction of fantasy elements in a still realistic setting. The fact that the main protagonist went through a great deal of events but couldn’t remember any of it was sad.

Question: You debuted in 2012. Do you have any aspirations for your music as an idol of 5 years?
Chanyeol: EXO has always shown a new, trendy and constantly changing side of us in our own unique colours. You could see each member growing obviously for each album. I have faith in the company, so i believe that we will continue to grow in the future. I have a lot of passion for music personally too. At the moment i just want to enjoy myself with the music as it comes, without feeling as though i have to do something. It isn’t a greed from impatience, i could call it more of a greed to do better.

Question: Is there anything that influences your music?
Chanyeol: My surroundings. When i see someone who’s talented in music i want to be talented like them. I get the same desire when i meet an artist i respect or see a good performance. These days i pray alot before composing too. Praying helps me go into composing by letting me collect my thoughts and putting me in a calmer state.

Question: I’m curious about the artists you like.
Chanyeol: I’m a fan of Jamie Cullum. I like his voice and the way he plays the piano. I’m also a fan of pianist Yoon Suk Chul’s works. He’s so talented to the point where i think ‘he must be the god of piano’. I learn a lot from composing with him. I listen to a variety of genres but jazz and rock are my constants.

Question: You contributed in writing the lyrics of a song in your 4th official album. Is it an autobiographical story?
Chanyeol: No. ‘Sweet Lies’ is a story very far from me. I thought alot about what i would be like if i was a bad boy, but the style doesn’t really fit with me so it was a little difficult (laughs). G. Soul composed and wrote the lyrics for the frame of the song and when i first heard the melody i thought that kind of story would suit it.

Question: You’ve been called a ‘face prodigy’. What do you think when you look into the mirror.
Chanyeol: I admit it (laughs) I feel proud occasionally when i look in the mirror. I usually wear black clothing without accessorising very much. I started off thinking ‘I’ll be okay even though i’m wearing this’ but i stick to it now because it’s so comfortable. Comfort is the most important for going to the studio and bowling alley, home and so on. So i don’t really have much of an interest for appearances but when there’s a schedule and i look in the mirror with makeup i think ‘as expected’ (both laugh)

Question: You were wearing the so-called three-lined slippers at London, you’re even wearing them now.
Chanyeol: That’s right. These are the shoes and pants i wore then. I wore them because they were comfortable but even the London people were surprised. I told them it was outerwear clothes.

Question: As an artist, there are people who don’t hesitate on stage but are shy in front of a camera. Conversely, there are people who shine both on stage and enjoy themselves as a celebrity on variety shows or dramas. Which side do you lean towards?
Chanyeol: The former. There are lots of people that think i don’t talk when i go on variety shows and on top of that i’m very shy so it takes me a while to get comfortable. I still try though. I like seeing new sides of me so i always like a new challenge.

Question: I’m curious on how you feel about Seoul as someone who’s travelled all over the world.
Chanyeol: Even though i don’t feel particularly different when i’m overseas, the first thought i have when i come to Seoul is ‘Oh! I’m home’. When i come to Incheon airport and take my phone off airport mode, it’s convenient that the wifi works well. I don’t go around very much overseas.

Question: Last question. What gives you inspiration these days?
Chanyeol: Myself. Not because i’m particularly special but because i’m thinking a lot about myself. In the end i think all things conclude with yourself. So i find myself gaining inspiration for the types of music i really want to do.

Translation by fyeah-chanyeol
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Padfoot, the Big Black Dog [Sirius Black - Marauders]

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WHEN Y/N’S MOM ASKED IF SHE WANTED A tabby cat for her eleventh birthday, it took all of her willpower not to flee the bloody state of England. Hogwarts had their restrictions and regulations, and according to her halfblooded mother who attended the damned school as a youth, dogs weren’t allowed. Called them “mutts"— burdens. This was an absolute outrage to Y/N and she absolutely refused to even look in the direction of those yowling daemons when she came upon them in a pet-store.

This specific memory came back to Y/N when she spotted a lounging dog—right beside the Great Lake, during her fifth-year of Hogwarts. It was a gorgeous dog, especially through her peripheral vision at this specific vantage point. Thick black fur, pointed ears relaxed back to the top of its shaggy-haired head, a long tail softly brushing back and forth on the grass.
Y/N couldn’t help but gasp. A bloody dog—in Hogwarts!

"Oh my gosh,” Y/N breathed quietly. When the dog didn’t register her voice or feel the shift of energy in the atmosphere, she supposed it had to have been sleeping. Any other animal would have shot up, stared at her with petrified anxiety, then pranced away in a flurry of fur and footfalls. This particular animal—this dog—was too preoccupied with lazing about to really reflect on anything other than the soothing trickling of the Great Lake’s waters. Even if it was conscious, it probably felt itself too comfortable to actually pay any real attention. What was there to fear, anyway? The Giant Squid?

Y/N ignored the urge to scurry down to the dog and tackle it with kisses and hugs, and in place of her passion, she called herself down enough to just stand there and stare at it. She wondered whether it was a girl or a boy—with the way it lounged, she proposed it was a boy. Yes, a boy. He was most definitely a male dog. And his name; did he even have a name, or was he really a stray, as she originally suspected? Y/N couldn’t honestly tell, and before she could protest the movement or think against her intentions, she was doing just what she originally told herself she wouldn't—shouldn't—do: scurry down the hill and attack the dog.

A great yelp escaped him the moment Y/N plopped to the ground and barreled into him. A strangled gasp came from the dog mere seconds afterward, and he began to bark with great fervor. Y/N quickly began to shush him. “McGonagall hates dogs; keep your bark down!” she whispered hurriedly, loosening her grip on his thick, furry neck. Strangely, the dog froze. To Y/N, it almost seemed as though her voice was familiar to him.

The dog jumped from her arms with a great harrumph and shook himself off. Y/N eyed him in amusement. There was something about the dog that made her just want to giggle and giggle. Was it the way he acted like the animal-version of a Marauder? Y/N supposed so, due to her strange infatuation with the group’s humor and pranks.

“Listening to me, are you?” Y/N quipped smirkingly. The dog tilted his head, amusement clear in his eyes—but Y/N didn’t notice. She thought he was her newly-acquired pet—her new companion—and quickly scooted closer.  "It’s quite alright; I appear to have that effect on all men and all animals. Not cats, though—those little beasts can go kiss a bloody hog’s arse than be anywhere near me.“

The dog let out an obnoxious snort, a cross between a bark and a laugh. Y/N eyed him with curiosity. Ignoring the part of her afraid that he was born into a pack of wolves, and would scramble her body parts into disposal bits before she could even react, she reached out a hand. "You’re so adorable,” she cooed at the dog. His fur was black like midnight, covered in a silvered gleam from the moonlight’s ominous glare. It was very soft—strange for a stray. There wasn’t a single trace of grim on him, excluding any pieces of grass that laid nimbly on his torso.

“Don’t worry,” Y/N said to him, “I’m not like McGonagall. I love dogs!” The dog beamed at her, eyes alight with pleasure as her nails massaged the bases of his ears gently. He was a very nice dog, surprisingly. Y/N expected him to bite and nip at her like any other animal she’d known. They were all rather particular about who they let scratch their bellies, and Y/N’s impatient desire to constantly pet and rub on an animal did not sit well with any of them. This dog, though, seemed to enjoy her presence.

It made her feel a bit open-hearted, and she felt she could confine anything in this dog. Maybe he could help her with her charms homework!

“Are you a magical dog?” she asked stupidly, glancing at the dog with her brow furrowed in curiosity. When the dog merely stared back at her, tongue lapping about its jaw and eyes freckled with a haze of sleepiness, Y/N grunted, “Well?”

His eyes bore into the base of her skull. She took that as a no, and she subconsciously rubbed at the temple of her cranial cavity. Part of her wondered why the dog’s eyes looked familiar, but the other part of her thought it was useless to think of the animal as anything but a dog. Y/N pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, bringing a dainty hand up to the dog’s black coat, smiling as she scratched him behind the ear.

Minutes passed with a comfortable silence filling the void. A shrill buzz lit itself in Y/N’s head and she slowly turned to look at the figure of Hogwarts just a string of yards away. She sighed. “Seems I have to go,” she said sadly. She patted the red and gold pin attached to her robes. “Prefect duties call.”

The dog watched her, and strangely, his eyes were just as alight with disappointment. He whimpered, lifting up a paw and scratching at the air. The sight made Y/N’s lips twist into a pout. Damn Lily Evans for giving me rounds this time of evening.

A sudden thought struck Y/N then, and she grinned wolfishly at her newly-found companion. “I’ll be back tomorrow! You’ll be here, right?”

The dog tilted his head. A subtle nod came from him, and to Y/N, that was answer enough.

Y/N winked. “Try not to get caught by McGonagall or Filch,” she whispered, theatrically glancing behind her with an exaggerated expression of pure terror. “I swear, their robes are made of dog fur!”

With one last grin in the dog’s direction, Y/N was off to perform her rounds. Behind her, the dog slinked off into the shadows and there, he materialized into the form of a human. A grin identical to Y/N’s was on his face, and he just knew that he wouldn’t miss their next meeting for the world.

— — —

The next day, Y/N stomped her way to the Great Lake with a scowl on her face. Her companion awaited her presence, and his chocolate eyes stared at her curiously as she came near. With an unladylike grunt, she plopped on the ground. She immediately reached out to pet on her animal friend’s nape.

Y/N scowled at the ground. “Lucius Malfoy is the absolute worst!” The dog’s gaze intensified and he pawed at her robed thigh. Y/N spared him a glance and released a sigh, knowing that was his way of asking for her to elaborate. “I heard him and his band of Death-Eater goons saying really rude shite about Gryffindors. He was being bloody nasty about the Marauders and Lily Evans. Calling them blood-traitors and mudbloods, and saying he couldn’t wait until school ended so he’d have a chance of seeing them on the battlegrounds.”

Her dog companion tilted his head in confusion. Y/N gave a mirthless chuckle. “I have a habit of sneaking around Hogwarts after curfew. Seems like that bloody git Malfoy does too. I was heading back to the common-room from the kitchens when I heard him talking. I wanted to avoid a duel with him and his idiot friends, so I hid behind that one curtain around the Room of Requirements.”

Y/N rubbed a hand over her face, then dropped it to scratch behind her dog friend’s left ear. “Hopefully Sirius and them will have planned a prank on him by the end of the week. Knowing him, it’ll be grand.”

The dog’s ears perked, and he snapped his head up at Y/N. He barked loudly and boisterously, pawing harshly at her stomach area. Y/N giggled and swatted him away. A blush was forming on her face. “Oh, you know, don’t you?” she said sheepishly. “Damned dogs, always sniffing out my secrets and crushes.”

Again, she was pawed at through her robes, this time a scratch of the dog’s claws itching her left forearm. She glared at him.“Fine, fine! I’ll tell you about it.” With a grunt and bit of effort, she settled herself into a crisscrossed sitting position and looked at the dog expectantly. He sat himself up and stared at her. Very obedient dog, Y/N thought idly before a dreamy smile overtook her face. “Oh, Sirius Black. Handsomest guy in our year. And by far the smartest, funniest, and wittiest. Some would say Remus is the intelligent one or James is the funny one, but he’s always been different for me. He hides behind these jokes and insults, but I know he’s secretly a bashful little boy, blushing when he’s praised and always knowing the right answers.”

Her dog friend scooted closer, and it honestly felt like he was hanging onto her every word. Y/N giggled like a naive schoolgirl, feeling that he was a better friend to confine in than any of her dorm-mates—bloody psychopaths. “Yeah, we’ve never really talked, though. There was this one time in second year where we were both separated from our friends on the train and decided to just sit together instead, but you know. That was a long time ago—Merlin knows if he himself even remembers it. I just—” Y/N cut herself off. She swallowed down the words she was going to say and inhaled a deep, frosted breath. “He was so sweet to me—he never looked at me like all those other girls. Like I was some game to him. Maybe I’m reading the signs wrong, but I honestly feel like he respects me.”

Her friend shuffled even closer. His snout nestled into her side. Y/N smiled. “I absolutely love it when he pulls pranks on that Slytherin lot—especially Severus sodding Snape. He is the worst bloke I have ever met, and believe me, I know a lot of gits. When he called Lily a mudblood last year, I didn’t know what to think. If I was brave like Sirius and James, I might have hexed him myself. However—”

A call that sounded identical to Marlene McKinnon’s shrill voice came from Hogwarts before Y/N could finish talking. “Y/N!”

Y/N sighed dramatically, giving an exaggerated roll of her eyes. “How unfortunate,” she muttered. “Bet she just wants me to help her write her potions essay. Bloody girl can never get Lily’s help, but apparently I have enough cowardice that I can’t deny someone in their hour of need.”


Y/N turned in the direction of Hogwarts. “YES! NOW STOP BLOODY YELLING!” She turned her attention to her friend. He was already looking and her, and his eyes were pleading that she ignore her friend and stay with him. Y/N’s heart broke just a little and she mentally threw out a curse at Filch and McGonagall for being so damned strict on pet regulations. “I’m sorry, boy. I’ll be back tomorrow, alright?”

He softly barked in reply. Y/N’s frown turned into a small smile and she rubbed his head. “Be good, okay? And don’t get caught.” With a cheeky wink, she was gone yet again.

And her dog companion was left to stare at her retreating back, wondering how he could ever reveal the truth.

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Day after day after day passed, and Y/N grew into a routine of meeting the dog every evening after dinner. He was always there, just patiently waiting for her to arrive, and he listened to her rants. He growled at all the right places, and stared at her attentively, like there was a human nestled beneath all the fur and animalistic tendencies. Sometimes Y/N nicked a piece of steak and kidney pie or a roll for him, and she beamed at him when he devoured them contentedly.

One day, Y/N was going out to meet the dog several minutes later than usual. She’d been held up in detention after back-talking Slughorn into holding her back for a bit more dusting, and she was running towards the Great Hall at a faster speed than she’d like to. She was afraid to find her companion gone.

When she arrived, her heart dropped at seeing her dog companion nowhere in sight. She looked around hurriedly, face saturated in anxiety. “Boy? Boy, are you here?” She waited a few seconds, scrutinizing the scene, before her voice took a panicked edge. “Oh dear Merlin, did McGonagall make you into a fur-coat? I’m never going to Wizarding Heaven now!”

Y/N ran towards the Great Lake and she peered in. “Who am I going to gossip about Sirius Black with? Who can I bitch to about Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape? Oh, shite.” Tears were starting to fill Y/N’s eyes.

Suddenly, a throats cleared from behind her. Petrified. That’s how she felt, knowing she was no longer alone and that the one figure was a person. Slowly but surely, Y/N turned around and the person she found herself faced with was not who she was expecting. It was Sirius Black and he had an enormous grin on his face. “You know, Y/N,” he said huskily, his grin widening with each word, “you could always gossip about how gorgeous my hair is and how magnificent a prankster I am to me. Just a thought, though!”

Y/N gaped at him. She was too shocked to even flush, and so she stuck with blatantly staring at him. Finally, after what seemed like minutes of looking at him, she found herself capable of words. Well, partially. “W-What?” she squeaked.

Sirius sighed and stepped closer. “Okay,” he said slowly, “so, there is the honest possibility that the dog you were talking to about all your problems and… crushes… wasn’t actually a dog. I mean, how could a dog even make it through the barrier? You’d have better luck in chitchatting with a bloody centaur.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “So, what you’re saying is that you’re an Animagus?” Sirius nodded in confirmation. “Why didn’t you bloody reveal yourself sooner, then?”

Sirius sighed. “In all honesty, I was nervous about it. Hearing you… talk so openly about your feelings for me was just something I enjoyed hearing so I thought, why the hell not? I know, I know—that’s a really big invasion of privacy, and I feel really bad for it, but I like you a whole bloody lot myself, alright? So no harm, no foul—right? Is… is that how that saying goes?”

The girl rubbed a hand over her face. “Bloody hell, Sirius.”

The moment she looked back up, Sirius was directly in front of her. It was like a scene from a Jane Austen book, one she’d always dreamed of since she was a little girl. She stared at him, flinching with surprise when he ran his nimble fingers through her hair. He smiled. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N,” he murmured, then swiftly leaned down to kiss her.

There was no fireworks or explosions or anything like that involved in their kiss. Instead, what Y/N felt with Sirius was something so much more. His lips tasted like electricity, and with his sweet kiss came sparks—ones filled with passion and hurt and comfort. He felt like home—something that Y/N had never felt with anyone ever before.

When Sirius pulled back, they were both breathless and wanting more. Y/N tucked a piece of hair behind Sirius’s ear and stared at him curiously. She still had one more question. “So… you mind explaining why you turn into a big black dog?”

Sirius’s gorgeous smirk dropped into a sheepish frown. Fucking busted. “I’d rather not.”

Season 2 Klance and Shallura Analysis

Alrighty so this is another one of those voltron prediction/theory/rant its basically an analysis of some parts of season 2 not all bc that would take me forever but just a few key parts (aka the key to my heart Klance okay bye). So grab a drink because this is an essay folks that I spent way too much time on than I should have. Let’s begin shall(ura) we? (I hate myself)

So I’m gonna start with a very good and very platonic (in my opinion) relationship, which is K//allura. Okay okay, they have so much potential to be bffs its exciting.

First off, I took the whole Galra Keith and Allura tension as a message the creators wanted to convey to the viewers about judging someone merely by their race. Honestly I really love it when tv shows, especially kids shows, integrate bigger ideas like racism into their stories. Its subtle yet satisfying and I really really appreciated this particular scene with Keith and Allura.

Allura is describing her hatred for the Galra which is basically her hatred toward a part of Keith that he can’t even control. He never chose to be Galra, it’s just in his blood. And obviously that hurts him because its a part of who he is:((

Like ugh this is so sweet guys. So as you know from the title of this, I don’t ship K//allura at all, but this scene was very special to me in a much different way than how I feel from a romantic interaction. Like this is a genuine moment between two characters that are haunted by the same group, the Galra. Keith is part Galra, he has a part of the enemy inside of him which is probably causing inner turmoil maybe even self-hatred within him. And Allura as we know hates the Galra for killing her entire civilization. These two have a deep character development from this scene alone. We see that Allura has matured from being bitter toward Keith for being Galra to understanding that a person should not be judged by their blood but who they truly are. Also we see that Keith has accepted the fact that yes he may have a part of the enemy within him, but that does not mean he has to be anything like them. He is also pretty stand-off ish and doesn’t like opening up necessarily. He’d much rather keep to himself (other than Shiro), but he is finally opening up to someone else as well. He forgives Allura immediately despite how offensive her bias opinion was towards him. I just love Keith. 

So these two are super close now or should be? Which is pretty awesome considering… Keith is super close to Shiro too. SO now he’s close to both Shiro and Allura who are both, might I remind you all, much older than would be appropriate for him to have a romantic relationship with. Anywho, this reeks of space parents and an angsty teen.

Which then leads to Shallura and why I believe it is pointing toward canon woot woot love these goobers. Alright so I’m solely focusing on a few scenes in particular where my heart was pounding and my eyes watering and I was clutching my heart while screaming at my computer screen. The feels man the feels. 

I just about swooned at this. Like these underrated moments are what really get me. Like I love the whole Shiro taking Allura’s hand and telling his wife to get some rest, that got me feeling some sort of way. But this scene guys. In the heat of battle, Shiro is concerned for Allura. He’s basically saying “I wish I could be there to take care of her but Coran you have to do it for me.” I cannot guys I cannot.

She could’ve called for anyone else. Was it Keith? NOPE IT WAS SHIRO, PEOPLE!!

Never forget honestly. This is the face of a broken man. I have never seen Shiro more distressed and this pic doesn’t do it justice but when you watch this scene his eyes are glistening like he’s about to cry. The calm, collected leader Shiro is on the verge of tears? omg I can’t. 

Honestly this is my weakness. When a character gets hurt and another character goes ballistic and rages. Like Shiro is so determined to kick ass in this scene and avenge Allura. End me. 

For Shallura, they both have an understanding that they need each other. They are each other’s support especially considering they both are the leaders and are the older ones of the group. They help bear each other’s responsibility which is much different than Klance’s dynamic. For Klance it is much more playful and focused on chemistry. And also because they are younger it is much more naive and afraid. Both Keith and Lance obviously care for each other but they try not to show it especially when the other is present. They are self-conscious and afraid of what the other will think, that the other doesn’t feel the same way. Shiro and Allura, however, both know that they care for each other and they aren’t afraid to express it through calling each other’s name during battle and other small gestures like that.

Which I forgot to mention that everyone is freaking out over a simple hug between Allura and Keith but like have you noticed that both Klance and Shallura have not had a proper hug yet? Ummmm is this a slow burn fic or… Seriously tho, I’ve watched plenty of shows and animes (I’m shameless) to know that usually the canon couple does not have that special hugging and seal-the-deal scenes quite so early in the series because all the anticipation builds up until the perfect scene is created. I swear a tender Klance and Shallura moment is coming I swear. 

Which then leads to my mains, Klance. I just have to admit that one of the many reasons I love these two is because of the fact that Keith and Lance are like my fav characters of all time. And I can relate to both of them at the same time idk. Anyway, back to what’s important: evidence of canon.

So… Do I really need to show these? Like these scenes do not need further analysis it just reeks of dorks-in-love-who-don’t-know-they’re-in-love-with-each-other-and-who-don’t-know-that-the-other-is-in-love-with-them. Man I love Klance. 

So instead let’s over-analyze a few other scenes…

“Babe I thought you would have my back.”

“First you forget the bonding moment now this.”

Look this one is a stretch lol but just look at Keith’s face. When you watch this scene, Keith goes from his signature annoyed and irritated look to a betrayed and frustrated look. Maybe that’s just me, but aside from that, he doesn’t necessarily look pissed off, his face changes from his usual pissy look to something much different. Obviously what Lance says does calm him down enough not to yell back at him, but he also looks frustrated because no one understand him or his secret about his past with the Blade of Mamora and all that good junk at this point. I think it is especially bothering him that he can’t just upfront say what he is hiding, and instead he knows he is looking like a fool in front of them (and especially Lance). 

Body language is important. Keith turns around as not to face them, I think he is hurt because obviously this whole situation is important to him but not even Lance seems to understand him. And I seriously think Keith and Lance have like this weird mutual understanding usually. Like ya they fight I get that, but usually they kinda get what the other is trying to get at I feel, idk maybe thats just me. 

Let’s take a moment to appreciate how blue Lance’s eyes are in this… I love my son…

So like if you look closely at this scene you notice that when Lance is making eye contact with Keith, Keith has his typical “I hate you Lance but really I don’t but I’m gonna pretend like I do” face. But right when Lance looks away Keith actually looks sad and kinda hurt. Out of everyone, he hates that Lance is the one revealing his flaws, and even he knows its true. Lance stop insulting your husband. He’s actually sensitive about what you think of him:(((

Uhhh lowkey I think Keith is just as insecure as Lance is, but he just doesn’t show it… Oh the Klangst!

And another thing we get to see in Season 2 is that Lance is showing ALOT of concern of Keith’s wellbeing which is pretty big if you ask me because season 1 was basically Pining!Keith worried about his boyf. Now we get to see some worried Lance.

Honestly, like I mentioned before, the creators are going for a slow burn. And both Shallura and Klance definitely have their little hints and subtle moments that are very easily missed. But that’s the point. If it’s too obvious then the ending won’t be as powerful, the couples won’t be as special. Also, the development of both of these couples is going slow but very well thought out and I actually appreciate it a lot. I know for a fact K//allura won’t be canon because their interaction is too straight-up(lol) for it to be canon. It could be said as “predictable” but idk I just get a total brotp vibe from them nothing more, plus if they were hinting at canon for them, they wouldn’t have them hug so soon. Also their reactions and facial expressions toward the hugs and touches would be very different. It wasn’t tender like the Bonding Moment™ or the Shallura hand grab™. Facial expressions and reactions are key! Keith looked indifferent when Allura fell into his arms and their hug was sweet yes but it wasn’t hesitant and nervous like a couple who just discovered their feelings for one another would react. It was a hug between two people who recognize their bond. It was a strong bond yes, between two lovers? no I don’t think so. Allura, herself even confirmed how she now viewed the paladins as her family and it just felt to much like a familial bond I couldn’t see anything more to it. If Kallura was to be canon they would have more subtle moments than in-your-face big moments. Little details in the way Keith or Allura would look, or in the background they would be gazing at each other (*cough* like Keith does to Lance *cough*) It’s the little things that count, remember that.

The only ship I was concerned that would be canon was Sh//eith, because they have an obvious bond that is much different than everyone else. But ever since the “Shiro, you’re a bro to me” happened, it basically killed any chance of it happening. Which in my opinion is much better because Klance and Shallura have so much potential and their stories can expand and be written so well. As it is, the creators are doing a really good job at unraveling their stories slowly but just enough as to give the viewers hope which is the goal usually for tv shows. They try to make the shippers suffer sometimes *sigh*. 

Anywho, if you read up to this point thanks for listening to me rambling about space parents and space ranger partners lol! I loved season 2 because it revealed a lot about Keith not only through the obvious backstories and blade of mamora stuff but also through his interactions. And yes Keith is my fav lol. Anyways, I am 99.9% sure Klance and Shallura are gonna be canon but by no means am I saying you shouldn’t ship what you want. You do you, folks. Ship on and enjoy the show!


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Byun Baekhyun x Reader - Angst

Words: 4K

Summary: Childhood friends before you moved away and took his heart along with you, Baekhyun soon debuted as EXO’s singer in hopes of finding you again. So why were you standing in front of him as an EXO fan with no memories of your childhood?

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He didn’t know when he gave his heart to you. Maybe it was when you pushed some bullies off of him. Or maybe it was the time you came over to help him with his math homework. He wasn’t sure how it happened, all he knew was that it did happen. He entrusted his feelings when you stepped inside your car, tears staining your face and your small hands wiping the tears away.

The vivid scene of your tied up (h/c) hair and swollen red eyes as you gripped your teddy bear was ingrained his mind. He remembered your little bunny backpack that complemented your bright yellow dress. He remembered the tears peeking from his mother’s eyes as she said her goodbyes to your mother. And he remembered the bracelet of the moon hanging from your wrist, his bracelet matched with the sun.

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I tried to recommend the ones that haven’t been mentioned before, but if you see a repeat, that just means you must read it. The ones with a star ( ★ ) are the fics that I absolutely love and those that I’m keeping a close eye on because they’re sooo good  ♥  I put the list under the cut because it’s too long. Also, © means the fic is complete, (O) is for ongoing, and (1) is for oneshot. ENJOY!

PS: You might wonder - why ShisuixHinata? Well, just read the fics below to find out. I might be able to convert you *evil laughter*

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phazerstorm  asked:

I just adore your art style, it's so cute! I'm thinking of making comics myself. Do you think you could give me some tips on angling or facial expressions or overall detail?

Thank you so so much! I really appreciate that! Like, a whole lot. ^^

I’m not exactly sure how much I’ll be able to help you, though I can at least give you some pointers on expressions! I’ll do my best. I’m sorry this is coming a bit late! 

I’m going to use Bendy for my examples, just because he’s super easy to draw and I have him on hand/mind at the moment. But! These can be used on just about anyone.

Keep in mind: this is just my way of doing things. There isn’t one “set” way to create great art! There’s a lot of experimenting, testing and growing when it comes to artwork.

When it comes down to expressions, there are a few things to consider: what are they feeling? How intense is this feeling? How far can, or should you push it? How can you make this feel realistic? In visual storytelling, showing what a character is going through is far more important than telling the reader. In a comic setting, there’s a very fine balance–since you have images to go with the words, but you can’t convey each minute action… At least in a reasonable amount of panels, the dialogue and the images have to work together when they’re used in tandem.

When a character is shouting, you have to push their expression further–it won’t be enough to show them with their mouth slightly open, or with a flat face. Give them wide eyes, or shut their eyes completely with frustration. Open their mouth wide, maybe even get their body language involved if you have enough room. Throw their arms in the air, have them pulling at their hair!

Likewise, if what they’re saying is quiet or somber, soften their expression. Have their gaze ill-focused, or looking to the ground. Their shoulders could be slumped, their brow could be low. Their mouth could be almost, or entirely closed. Or are they happy? Raise their eyebrows, widen their eyes with joy! Bring out that smile! Use as much variety and as many shapes as you can!

Because I’m a visual person, here are a few examples to give you a better idea of what I mean:

(I’m sorry if my handwriting is hard to read)

Which facial expressions are more interesting? Sure, the ones on the left are going through the motions of emoting, but the ones to the right REALLY show how the character is feeling!

Body language is also immensely important when it comes down to expressiveness. Every part of the body can be used to convey a message. The crossing of arms can indicate disgust, or even put a small barrier between two people. Slumped shoulders show disappointment or sadness. Every little movement a character makes can have a massive impact on their overall tone. Here are a few examples like the above:

Even minute changes to a static pose can make a BIG difference! Test around and see what works best.

I’ve noticed that some animators have mirrors near their desk. This is so they can look up at their reflection and make a face into the mirror. They project their character’s feelings onto themselves, that way they can see what sort of facial expression would be best suited to that emotion. Nowadays we can just google this, but it’s still a good idea. Don’t be afraid to look up references whenever you need them. I know I do frequently! There’s no shame in using references!

My friend linked me to this wonderful guide, which goes more in-depth than I did here. Take a look!

I’m sorry I can’t help you quite as much with angles. I feel that I’d need to do a little more research in order to be able to articulate this more fluently. Perhaps some other time I can try and revisit this and go more into depth about perspective and foreshortening, but for now, here’s another great guide that might help you along in the right direction. I use a similar structure for my own drawings! 

Speaking of foreshortening, here’s another tutorial! I don’t use this particular method, but it may work for you!

I know you didn’t ask for it, but I’d like to give you some tips about comic making. If you don’t want them, then I guess you can just stop reading, pfff. Either way I’ll put it under a cut so this post doesn’t take up so much of the dashboard.

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anonymous asked:

No 5 , love your writing btw 💖

Thank you, nonnie, this means so much! 💜 a frequently requested one, this seems to be… I’m definitely going to have to do one from a different perspective, stay tuned!


5. Who secretly tries to touch the other in naughty places in public?

Jughead had complained the entire way over.

“Stop being such a baby, it’s just dinner,” Betty chastised him, straightening the lapels of his dinner jacket as they stood outside of the restaurant.

Reason number one why he’s unhappy - he’s wearing a dinner jacket.

Reason number two is that he’s currently being forced to go to an engagement dinner at some bougie restaurant in the city that probably charges fifteen dollars for water.

Reasons three, four, and five are taken up by the fact that Betty had been away on a work trip for the past week and tonight was the first night in far too long that he’d be able to get his hands on her, all alone in the new apartment that they now shared.

He’d had plans. Many, many plans…

Plans that Archie had completely upturned by proposing to Veronica, and after an hour long conversation (the squeals of which he’d been able to hear through the speaker) which he’d been unsuccessful at ending by trailing kisses down Betty’s neck and along her shoulder, an impromptu celebration dinner had been arranged.

“I’m happy for them, really, but shouldn’t they be all wrapped around each other in their sickeningly happy bubble at home. Alone. Where we could be,” Jughead whines, catching Betty around the waist and pulling her back against his chest.

She huffs out an amused laugh, covering his hands with her own and tilting her head just a fraction to allow him to indulge in flicking his tongue against her quickening pulse. She’d regret letting him get her so worked up - her neck was a particularly weak spot of hers - when she had to sit through an entire meal without an end in sight (knowing Veronica), but for right now…

Jughead’s hands tighten on her waist, squeezing her hips in lieu of being able to travel first down, and then back up and under the yellow sundress she was wearing.

“Jug,” she breathes, taking a pointed step out of his hands and away from him. His lips are slightly swollen and Betty leans back in for one more kiss she simply can’t help before putting some distance between the two of them again. “We have all the time for that later. But now, we have to celebrate our friends’ happiness,” she instructs firmly.

“We could have done that in absentia,” he fits in one last grumble, Betty rolling her eyes as she pulls open the door, trying to ignore the flutters in her belly and the warmth between her thighs. Jughead wasn’t the only one who’d been looking forward to tonight.

They spot Archie, Veronica, and Kevin at a table in the corner. Betty lifts a hand to wave in greeting, sliding a hand to the small of Jughead’s back to guide him purposefully through the tables. “If you pretend like you’re having a good time tonight,” she leans in to whisper against the shell of his ear, feeling him tense beside her. “I’ll definitely make it worth your while.” She relishes in the shudder this elicits. “And I’ll make it worth your while in that red thing you like,” she finishes, pressing an innocent kiss to his cheek before striding towards their friends, already mid-squeal with Veronica as she shows her the ring.


Jughead is trying to sit still. He’s trying not to shift around in his seat constantly. He’s trying to listen when Archie tells him just how nervous he’d been, or how long he’d spent planning the perfect proposal. He swears, he is.

But Betty’s been running her hand up and down the inside of his thigh for the past twenty minutes and he’s starting to feel uncomfortably flushed.

His pants feel too tight, his jaw aches from being clenched, and the image of Betty in that ‘red thing he likes’ has been playing on repeat behind his eyes for the past two hours. And Betty has looked completely innocent throughout the entire thing, the only sign that she knows just what she’s doing to him being the wink she threw his way when everyone had been absorbed in the dessert menu. He’d fought to keep his jaw from falling open.

“Babe,” he whispers in warning as she inches her hand higher up on its latest path along his leg.

“Yes, Juggie?” she blinks, green eyes wide and shining. Her fingers squeeze his thigh lightly before retreating to grab her glass of water - thankfully not priced at fifteen dollars.

Jughead narrows his eyes, sliding his chair a fraction closer to hers. It was at her insistence that they were here in the first place and now she was going to pay for it, not the other way around.

He leans in closer, cupping her head as he drops a kiss on her temple. She closes her eyes briefly, humming in contentment at the warmth the action brings.

“You guys are just adorable,” Kevin comments from the end of the table. “Really, it’s stomach churning,” he drawls. Jughead fights the urge to stick his tongue out at him.

“Oh, hush,” Betty quietens her best friend, clucking her tongue softly in disapproval. “Hey, tell me about that guy in your office! The one that looks like Scott Eastwood.”

That particular topic of conversation is enough to launch Kevin into a flurry of conversation, complete with dramatic pauses and animated hand gestures. With Betty distracted, Jughead seizes his moment.

His hand slips down from her shoulder, finding her knee beneath the table cloth. His finger traces small circles around the skin; gentle, soft pressure that has Betty’s eyes flicking to his briefly but nothing more.

Jughead uses that as his cue, sliding his hand up the silky skin of her thigh and finally slipping it under her frustratingly pretty sundress - it’s the one with the buttons down the front. Betty’s has to sew a few of the buttons back on before, due to both Jughead’s appreciation and haste. He’d at least had the grace to look sheepish when they’d bounded across the floor.

He can already feel the heat between her thighs radiating against his hand, tracing figure eights across the most sensitive of skin just next to the line of her panties.

“Betty!” he hears Veronica say from across the table.

“Hmm?” she squeaks, snapping her head to attention. Veronica eyes her suspiciously.

“I said, where do you think we should go for the bachelorette party? I need ideas!”

As Betty opens her mouth to speak, Jughead runs a knuckle down the front of her panties, holding back his own shudder at the dampness of the cotton. Betty’s hips lift in her seat and she tries to hide it with a delicate shuffle.

“Err, bachelorette, yes,” she says, her eyelashes fluttering when Jughead focuses on her clit over the fabric, pressing a little harder before easing up, making her hips chase his hand.

“Betty, are you okay? You look a bit red,” Archie comments, oblivious concern lacing his voice.

“Mmhm,” Betty mumbles, her legs falling further apart of their own accord, allowing Jughead’s finger to slip beneath the elastic and run through the wet heat pooling at her core. Jughead watches as she sinks her teeth into her lower lip, chest rising a little bit faster than normal, stoking the arousal swirling in his own stomach.

His thumb circles her clit for a few minutes - picking up in speed when Archie asks him how his new novel is coming - fingers finally slipping inside and curling, hitting that spot that never fails to pull a whine from her throat. Betty coughs.

Her hips have started to roll against his hand, subtle shifting movements that might just be the hottest thing Jughead’s ever been privy to in his life. He stills his hand, just to see if she’d continue her movements, and she does, a pretty pink flush spreading across her collarbones and she uses his hand as a tool to get off.

Jughead doesn’t understand how all of this is only serving to work him up more than her and he resumes his movements, speeding up as much as he can while still keeping his ministrations subtle. He removes a finger and brings it up to join his thumb, rubbing tight, quick circles around her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Betty’s breath hitches, muscles fluttering around him and the she’s coming and it’s the most amazing thing he’s ever seen.

She glares at his smug smirk, lips parting subconsciously as she watches him wipe his fingers on his napkin.


“Thank you so much for coming, guys,” Archie says, pulling Veronica closer to him as they walk out of the restaurant.

“We should definitely do this more often,” Veronica chimes in, cuddling into her fiancé.

“Definitely,” Kevin agrees. “It was so much fun. Although, I could do without whatever it was that Jughead and Betty were doing beneath the table next time, please.”

Jughead knows his blush is as furious as the one he can see on Betty’s face.


Innocent Churchboy!Josh is trying to teach you about God but you’re trying to teach him about a few other things..
Pairings: Joshua Dun x Fem!Reader
Warnings: weed use and vandalism mention ?? this is so vanilla it pains me. handjobs & thigh riding, praise kink is thrown in there for irony of it all
Word Count: 3.7k

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i’m proud to say i got you (1 /2)

this is mostly exploratory and largely self-indulgent, i just want 1A to talk about this. i’ve come to love bakugo a whole bunch so i wont vilify him, but the way the kid treated izuku back when was hecked up and for at least my own sake i want someone to admit it

summary: there’s a history behind midoriya’s stammers and full-body flinches, an ugly word for what he went through before coming to yuuei, tenya just doesn’t want to think it.

2k genfic, iida & deku

story tag / ao3


Midoriya is very small and impossibly kind, and unlike almost anyone else their age that Tenya has ever met.

For all his strength – and his strength is undeniable, Tenya has known him to be a force to be reckoned with from the moment he and all the other Yuuei hopefuls watched Midoriya topple that giant robot during the entrance exam – Midoriya startles so easily at even the sound of his own name, even called by a friend from across the common room.

He cringes as he turns around, as though experience has taught him to fear. Tenya can’t help but notice that.

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mp100 AgeSwap AU ideas/hcs?

I’ve had a lot of free time lately so I’ve been rereading the manga and having too much some fun thinking about terumob and this particular AU ahahhah 

(So basically this is the AU where Mob and Reigen swap ages and mob is 28 and reigen is a spunky ass 14 y/o and the art I’ve seen of it is beautiful)

  • Adult!mob is probably a v serene and graceful guy in terms of personality, quiet, polite and super kind. Teenager!Reigen is dramatic and basically a very clumsy fella but it’s endearing, really
    • Mob fixes stuff that Reigen breaks in his office (“Sorry shishou I just wanted to test out this new football for a bit ya know”) or outside of school (“Hey shishou, I kinda ripped my pants today tryna’ do a split”) 
      • Sometimes he uses his powers to fix things but other times he just uses his hands. It’s to remind himself that he doesn’t have to use his powers all the time to lead a proper, good life.
      • Tends to absentmindedly pat reigen’s shoulder or ruffle his hair while returning fixed stuff. intuition.
    • Mob isn’t one for physical contact with strangers but holds his clients’ hands when he senses real anxiety within them, or when they tremble and start to cry. takes everything seriously
    • Is Especially Soft when it comes to kids and little animals. Loves lil cats. almost cried during one assignment during which he had to exorcise a crazy cat lady spirit who possessed cats and left them hurt and confused. brought said cats to therapy after it was over.
  • You may think that Reigen who has Zero Psychic Intuition Whatsoever at this point in time has a hard time following mob but he’s super good at bullshitting his way through. 
    • Is very, very good at talking. Mob was never good at that kind of thing, so he really appreciates a disciple who can talk some sense into some of the ghosts they meet (“Look, dude, you wanna live this kinda life forever? Scaring five year olds? What kind of pathetic existence is that? You’re a ghost, not a horror movie, you could literally do anything else”)
    • after a while of taking him as his disciple, Mob gives him a special kind of purified salt which has the ability to trap low-mid level spirits if used right. reigen gets really pumped and hugs the hell out of mob when he first receives it.
      • reigen gets overexcited sometimes so he kind of just sprinkles salt everywhere and doesn’t create a proper ring so it’s not that effective
      • but mob lets him do it anyway, he doesn’t mind

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College!AU Hoseok
  • major: pre-veterinary 
  • minor: KSL/KSDSL (korean sign language minor: both ksl and ksdsl)
  • sports: swim team, also participates at rallies as a male cheerleader when they need him
  • clubs: big brother big sister (his little brother and sister are actually deaf and since he’s learning ksl he’s like a role model to them it’s super cute,,,)
  • hoseok has literally always been about helping others no matter what so his major was intended to be medical, like for humans, but after a while he decided he’d rather do pre-vet because he got inspired after learning about the importance of service animals especially to kids with disabilities
  • it’s also the reason he’s passionate about learning KSL. honestly, he would think it would be mandatory to learn by now (and he’s always trying to get the rest of his friends to learn it with him) because communication with everyone is important!!! it’s what builds friendships!!! 
  • and hoseok is pretty fluent in it, both KSL and KSDSL he’s taking the minor so he just improve his skills and also because he’s in the big brother big sister program with a local middle school and there’s these two twins who are deaf and he wants to be able to teach them and show them how to sign things correctly through KSDSL which is the manual translation of the korean alphabet and he just like he doesn’t want to make mistakes because he wants to keep being their role model but also KSL because it’s distnict and literally like learning a whole different language
  • and the twins /love/ him they just ADOre him especially since hoseok is studying to work with animals and is always telling them the coolest dog facts ever. also did you know dogs have 1,700 tastebuds anyway
  • and hoseok is also really athletic and has won medals for the campus swim team since he was a freshman. sometimes he dabbles in other sports teams unofficially with like the cheer leading squad if they’re short a person or even the dance team on campus with jimin and jungkook
  • and ofc whenever he has a met and the twins can make it they do and hoseok loves it when they hold up the little banners they make for him and honestly this dynamic of hoseok basically raising these two as his own siblings is so soft im crying while writing 
  • moving on though hoseok and you actually get to know each other because of the twins
  • see you’re doing work study as a way to help pay for your dorm and like usually the jobs you’re given are like library intern, filing for the administrations office, or even being a lab helper to some of the graduates but on your luck you got a job at the sports facility on campus taking stock of the equipment of the campus gym
  • and it’s like an easy job so you don’t complain (also all the campus athletes walking around shirtless is like a bonus BUT)
  •  and so it’s the day of a big swimming competition and since everyone’s at the pool you get to freely check the gym and locker rooms for the equipment but to your surprise you find two wandering kids and you’re like ??? 
  • and the girl sees you first and runs over holding the boys hand and you’re like hi!! are you lost?? and the girl kind of looks at you with wide eyes and you’re like??? and she’s like a bit panic struck now but she starts signing to the boy and he’s signing back and it clicks in your mind that oh ! that’s why she can’t understand you and you’re like ok ok think think 
  • and you look down at your clipboard in hand and flip over the page you were writing on and scribble down the question; “are you lost?” and squat down so you can show it to the girl
  • she reads and starts nodding and she reaches out and you hand her the clipboard and pen and she writes out “pool, hoseok?”
  • and you’re like ….hoseok ive heard that name before……….
  •  and then it comes to you – he’s the swimmer everyones excited for at todays meet and so you take the clipboard back and write down “I know where he is, follow me!” and the girl smiles and reaches up to take your hand with her free one and you’re like omf she’s so cute and her brother is so shy and it’s like you smile back and take them to where the pool is
  •  and it’s super packed, but you manage to squeeze your way into the front sections with the kids and there’s barely enough room but the girl just plops down in your lap and you’re like you know what im ok w this ive known these siblings for five minutes but honestly like how could you ever say no to cute kids
  •  but yeah she like takes a little banner out of her backpack and it says hoseok on it in kids handwriting and has little kitty faces drawn next to it and the boy, who you guess is her twin because they look so similar also has his little hoseok banner with puppy faces on it
  • and like you see hoseok, it’s kinda hard to miss him seeing as though he shines like the SUN both his smile and like his personality like he’s the one swimmer going around wishing everyone luck and patting everyone on the back and like
  • you know him from like seeing him on campus and his photos in the campus newspaper and stuff and like he’s incredibly handsome but now that you’re sitting here like watching him he just like
  • what’s a subtle way to say ‘fucking hot’ ????? yeah that’s hoseok
  •  but like you don’t focus too much on that you’re like dying because the two siblings are so cute, excitedly bouncing up and down and hoseok turns and he spots them and waves and they both like lean over the railing to wave back you have to like hold them steady you know how kids can be
  •  and like you stay with them the whole met because you want to make sure they’re safe and don’t get lost again and when it’s over the girl tugs on your sleeve and points down to where hoseok’s team (that won ofc) is standing and you immediately know that she wants to go and see him so you set her down and take her hand and her brother and lead them out off the bleachers toward the back where the swimmers are passing through to get to the locker room
  •  and like the second hoseok comes out with the towel around his neck, hair wet and like looking Fine
  • his smile just hits you because it’s so bright and he opens his arms and the kids just fULL GALLOP toward him 
  •  and you like sheepishly stand there because like lmao should I go??? but hoseok comes over and he’s like holding the girl up in his hands and the boys like clinging to his leg
  •  but hoseok is like signing something with his free hand to the girl and she’s like signing back her answer and he like grins and turns to you and is like
  •  “she said you helped them when they were lost. she also says she thinks you’re very pretty”
  • and you’re like oh well yes im glad i found the- pretty??!?!?! and hoseok is like chuckling like “she wanted to sign something more complicated I think she was going for mesmerizing but she messed up a bit and went with pretty, it’s cute she’s learning.”
  •  and one you’re extremely touched because wow mesmerizing??? pretty?? all these sweet compliments but like the thing is that hoseok is looking at you and he’s like
  • “you know I agree, they are very pretty and im also glad they helped you two…” and then he signs the rest and is like “I told them they’re little rascals who keep getting themselves into trouble like this.” and you giggle like ahh not rascals, these two are cute small angels
  •  And like hoseok is like im gonna take these two to get lunch, wanna come? and the girl is signing to hoseok that she wants you to come with you guys but you’re like I wish I have to finish work,,,,I kinda slacked off by watching the competition and hoseok is like oh my god im sorry if I would have known I would have asked like jin to come over and stay with them asjlfw im sorry let me make it up to you another day
  •  and you’re like wAH no it’s ok really ;;;; but hoseok is already extending his hand and is like do you have your phone on you??? let me give you my number and you can call me if you ever need someone to buy you some free food hehe
  • and idk maybe it’s the fact that hoseok is breathlessly charming that you give in and he puts his contact info in and the girl takes the phone from his hands for a second and changes ‘hoseok’ in your phone to ‘hobi (four thousand heart emojis)’ and it’s cute hoseok is like hey! let me change it- but you’re like no no it’s fine
  • and so you say bye to hoseok and the twins and like the whole time you’re like taking count of the equipment like you were supposed to be doing you’re all giddy inside
  • and like you fret over actually calling hoseok like a week passes and you’re just tOO scared to call
  • but you end up not even having to because on your way to the library you feel someone wrap their small hands around your wrist and you’re like !!!! 
  • but you look down and see the girl and her brother and from behind it’s hoseok running up to catch you guys
  • and you’re like oH hi!! and you like bend down to like smile at the twins and hoseok is like signing to them and he’s like “hEY sorry i was scolding them for running off like that but when she saw you she just haD to run to you,,,,,,,,,,like i said small rascals”
  • but he’s also grinning from ear to ear and you’re like yeah ok rascals that own your heart but you’re like “it’s good to see them again, can you ……..sign that to them for me hehe” and hoseok’s like no prob! and it’s cute you all have a little conversation and then hoseok is like actually im dropping these two off to see their parents and he invites you to walk toward like the parking lot campus and you know you do
  • and when the twin’s parents come the dad gets out of the car and like talks to hoseok about the big brother big sister program and whatnot and then turns to you and is like 
  • “ah i see hoseok is finally dating! what a good surprise, take care of him well!” 
  • and you’re like awe-struck like uM SIr aCTUALLy and hoseok is turning like a very bright red and is like “um we aren’t a couple-” but the dad is just like “you aren’t a couple YET” and is like laughing like anyway gtg see you tomorrow hoseok
  • and when they leave and the twins wave out of the car it’s you and hoseok standing beside each other like both flushed messes it’s cute
  • and hoseok is like “um,,,,,,,,by the way you never called,,,,,i was ,,,,kinda upset,,,,,,okmaybealotupset……..”
  • and you’re like im sorry ;; i was just shy and hoseok’s like don’t be shy!! i really wanted to see you again to you know……..pay you back and thank you…………..
  • in reality he wanted you to call him so yall could go on a cute lil date BUT 
  • and you’re like well ahh i mean if you’re free now-
  • and hoseok is like yes. yes im free. as free as ever. completely and utterly free.
  •  he’s like i know this little cafe in the city if you want we could go now it’s open pretty late and you’re like ok frick the library im going with hoseok
  • and like you guys take the train and somehow it isn’t awkward at all considering you’ve only talked in the past for like ten minutes but hoseok just makes everything so easy and natural
  • and like you tell him about your major and you’re super surprised when hoseok is like “im pre-vet!” and you’re like what i thought you’d be like ,,,,,,,,,studying to be a teacher or something and hoseok is laughing like “right??? everyone says that!! but i got into being a vet because of the importance of service animals. i think a lot of people benefit from them in ways that not even medicine can help.”
  • and as laidback and sometimes even childish hoseok can come off in his loud laugh and his manner of speaking and just being so inviting, hoseok ends up telling you some things that are really interesting and deep
  • like when you learn he started self-teaching himself KSL/KSDSL because he saw the way kids with disabilities were ostracized around him and he told you that people are way too focused on always pitying these people instead of learning ways to engage with them
  • you were just like holy shit 
  • because he’s so thoughtful and intelligent but so so so selfless it’s amazing you’re like how are you h u m a n
  • but you get to the cafe and to your surprise (but also excITMENt) it’s a puppy cafe and you and hoseok in like less than a minute are surrounded by yapping fluffy baby pups 
  • and you’re like hoseok im in heaven and he’s like it’s gr8 right!!!!!
  • you two bond cutely over feeding pups doggie snacks and sharing a ‘wooftastic watermelon smoothie’ 
  • and like when hoseok and you are going hoseok is like id love to walk you to your dorm but i actually have a late night study group for our big exam tomorrow so i need to head toward the otherside of campus
  • and you’re like don’t sweat it,,,,,,,,,,,,today was nice and hoseok is like ^^ yeah it was really nice
  • and you two are like covered slightly in dog hair but honestly it’s like getting dark, the sun is setting, you guys are standing kinda close
  • and hoseok is like this,,,,,,,,feels like the ending to a first date
  • and you’re like blushing like y-y-yeah 
  • and hoseok swallows and shifts from foot to foot like ,,,um,,,,do,,,,d-o you kiss on the first date??
  • and you’re like hglsafjlwaw  usually,,,,,,no but this one time - 
  • and hoseok is like really?? and you’re like yes please kiss me
  • and he does and it’s a peck like super soft, nothing too big but it’s adORAB L E and the second you head inside to your dorm you plant your face into the wall trying not to squeal and hoseok like has to do a lap around campus from the happiness he is feeling rn
  • and after that hoseok actually calls you a couple times to join him and the twins out for like some fun activities that are part of his club duties as their older brother
  • and you all go volunteering or to the amusement park or like indoor ice-skating
  • and finally one day you march down to the bookstore in the city and buy a beginners guide to KSL and the minute hoseok spots you studying with the book in the cafe, trying to make the signs and form coherent sentences he’s like
  • “they’re the One. I’m in LOVE.”
  • hoseok and the twins try to teach you some of the basics, the twins don’t really teach they’re like the judges of how understandable your signing is 
  • and hoseok is just super proud of you for sticking with it and taking an interest in it because like it means a lot to him
  • and like you guys aren’t “officially” dating until the twins sign the word “significant other” about you to hoseok and he’s like stuck and he looks at you and is like “they want to know if you’re my significant other?” and you’re like “am i?” and hoseok’s like “wanna be?” and you turn to the twins and sign “yes.”
  • it’s cute the twins tease hoseok all the time when you’re not around and even if you are and like you turn they sign something cute to him about you and hoseok has to like frantically sign for them to stop
  • but all you see is him flailing his hands 
  • the people around you are like ? and you’re like oh don’t mind it,,,,,,,,
  • you were going to go out with hoseok after one of his labs and he comes out in the white overcoat and you’re like oooooOOOO fancy doctor jung OOOOOO and hoseok was like SHH and you’re like OOOO doctor jung~~~ for the rest of the week
  • it caught on and literally jin, namjoon, jungkook, jimin, yoongi, and taehyung refused to call him anything but that
  • “doctor jung pass the controller to the xbox!!” “doctor jung how was your test?” “doctor jung im sick take my temp-” “STOP calling me THAt also im training to be a veterinarian jungkook you’re not a dog.”
  • yoongi: “he’s pretty close to a dog though-” jungkook: “look whose talking, sloth.” yoongi: BOY
  • its adorable you like come to cheer him on when he’s swimming or even like cheerleading or dancing whatever he has on his schedule 
  • and hoseok is aLWAYS there for you
  • like it doesn’t matter what he’s got going on his care for you is so important to him that if you need him to run to you and like climb up the side of your dorm to deliver some ice cream or something like hoseok will do it
  • he’d literally stay up studying with you all night even if he had 6:00 am lab in the morning
  • and like you know he can overdo it with his care and you are always scared someone might use him because he’s so willing to help out and you’re like
  • i have to protect hoseok
  • and it’s endearing you’re like “hoseok come here” and he like lays his head on your lap while you and like the rest of bts are having a movie night and it’s like you play with his hair 
  • and jungkooks like making faces @ jimin and v
  • and everyone’s like you 2 are so lovely dovey and c*rny its gross and hoseok is like you’re all just sad and alone so hush
  • you got better at signing and he signs to you like “these losers are jealous cuz you’re so cute and you’re all mine” and you’re like hoseok shush,,,,,,,,,but TRUE
  • and one day after he has another swimming competition and the twins had to go because it ended close to 10 pm and all the swimmers are like bye hoseok we’re gonna go home because rip this was so long
  • and hoseok’s like saying his goodbyes and then he’s like 
  • hey
  • with his arm around you waist like
  • everyones gone the shower room is all ours~~~
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,really?? here?? and hoseok shrugs and he’s like “you know i like adventure”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,well
  • and mind you he’s still like glistening from the water in the pool his hair in his face believe me you don’t think too long about it
  • until he’s pulling you into one of the stalls and like the warm water is on
  • and like hoseok is a gentleman and he takes it slow but at the same time like my bro your back is against the wall and like i mean you know (—–:
  • and after you’re wearing hoseok’s like varsity sweatshirt and you’re like oh my god it’s past midnight my RA is gonna murder me and hoseoks like changing in front of his locker like 
  • “i have the keys to jin hyungs car, wanna find a 24 hour diner instead and just drive around till it’s morning?” and you’re like hoseok we have class in the morning
  • and he’s like yes we do
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,ok fine i love you lets go find a dennys or whatever the korean equivalent of that is
  • but yes you and hoseok are just the cutest couple and sometimes when you take the twins out hoseok is like ,,,,,, a family is so nice to have you know,,,,,, and you’re like omf
  • but also hoseok is like still twelve and keeps sending you videos of him dancing in the line at the campus cafeteria and jin keeps begging you to get his keys back from hoseok because hoseok keeps forgetting to rETurn them like dammit it’s been three weeks h o s e o k
  • sometimes you and hoseok will pass animal shelters and muse about what kind of pet you two should get in the future heheheeh

find college au!namjoon (here), jimin (here), yoongi (here), taehyung (here), and jungkook (here)
find college!au vixx (here
and please look forward to the last college!bts soon~

Hero 7: (M)

Author’s Note: this chapter is a monster, literally a monster. i have been staring at this thing for about a week, and it could have been even longer, what is wrong with me. anyway, i really truly hope you enjoy this chapter because my heart and soul went into this one. we’re finally moving guys, look at as go! 0-100, ain’t no stopping now. enjoy loves!

Song for this chapter: Carrion Flowers - Chelsea Wolfe

Genre: Vampire!Chanyeol; horror; thriller; suspense; drama; eventual smut

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (oc; female)

Rating (this chapter): M

Warnings: graphic sexual situations; graphic violence; blood/gore; ritual sacrifice; explicit language; PLEASE, PLEASE TREAD LIGHTLY

Word count: 7,866 why tf

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You turn this word over in your mind for hours, breaking it apart and putting it back together again until it seemingly takes a new shape; it becomes something new, something different, something dark. Words, to you, are the most subtle of weapons, an arsenal of infinite proportions comprised only of twenty-seven letters and you’ve always been proud of how utterly sharp yours have grown to be. They’ve been cultivated and crafted over years of sparring matches with your older siblings, your cousins, friends, boyfriends. You’ve used words to cut and sever, used them to soothe and heal, and now you think you think you’ve finally met someone who uses them to kill.

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LDS Cousin Trio

*This is not my story.

Last week I had some family stay our house when they came up for a reunion. My cousin (19 years old) and her mom stayed in the room next to ours and my other cousin (20 years old) stayed upstairs with Grandma.

During dinner one night, I was going crazy because both cousins were wearing pretty provocative clothing. Aubrie (the 19-year-old) was wearing a very loose top that came down to her hips and leggings that were very form-fitting. She is actually waiting for her fiance who is a missionary. Her slim body is one any guy would love to grab a hold of.

Helen (The 20-year-old) was wearing a short denim skirt which only came half-way down her toned-thighs. She was a dancer in high school and loves to play volleyball. Her legs are long and toned, which drives me crazy every time we are together. Helen’s top was barely long enough to reach the top of her skirt and revealed quite a bit of her nice tummy when she reached for things. It had a white flower border on the bottom which opened up just enough to tempt a guy to look up her shirt. Her breast are so supple despite her thin frame.

Helen and I have always had interesting moments of prolonged eye-contact and I have always imagined that she is trying to lure me in with her seductive gaze. Dinner was no different and I felt like she was looking at me more than usual. When we retired to the living room for FHE (The best one we have ever had), she sat on the floor across from me and I swear she was trying to get me to look up her skirt. She kept moving like a dancer, accentuating her legs and her butt.

I went to bed around the same time as everyone else. My family falls asleep fast and so I was trying to be quiet when I get up around 12:30 for some snacks. As I closed the fridge, I heard a voice behind me.

“Hey.” Aubrie was standing there in a long night shirt that came down just past her thighs. “You and Helen were exchanging some pretty serious looks tonight.”

“Oh, you noticed? I didn’t think we were being very subtle. What are you doing up still?”

“I was just thinking about my Fiance on his mission and…well, I was feeling a little lonely…hold on.”

She ran upstairs. After a minute or so, I decided to sit on the couch to wait for her. When she came back, she wasn’t alone.

“Helen, I want you to help me, too. We were just talking about about how lonely it is being engaged without having your fiance around.”

Helen was wearing green booty shorts and a black tank top with no bra. “I’m sorry, Aubrie. Let’s sit down for a minute.” They sat down with Aubrie in between me and Helen. They sat relatively close together and close to me.

“Thanks, Helen. You have always been one of my best friends and I know you understand how I have been feeling these past few months. You know what I need. I just wanted you to help us as we sort it out.”

“Aubrie, You know I’m here for you. What do you miss most about John?”

Aubrie was slient for a moment before replying. “To be honest…I really miss physical intimacy. John is a great kisser. I just want to be held and experience was it’s like to be close to a man again.”

My boner from seeing them dressed as they were got harder. “That’s hard. I know it’s hard to be away from your man.” Then I became bold. “Did you guys do more than just kiss?”

“We made out…it felt sooo good.” 

Helen gave me one of those lingering looks. “There are a few things that feel really good. Sometimes a girl kisses better than a man.” She said this as she began to caress Aubrie’s legs and stomach. As Aubrie started to look at her slightly confused, I saw the most ambitious move in to kiss her that made my night. It was no-regrets, ‘I-have-wanted-to-do-this-for-so-long’, passionate kiss that Aubrie was obviously longing for. After a long, sensual kiss, Helen asked, “How do you feel?”

“I…really liked that. I was hoping to kiss a man to feel good,” (looking at me) “But that was great.” 

Helen continued, “Well, there are a few things that feel even better. Josh, why don’t you take out that boner you have in your pants?” With my shorts on, it wasn’t hard to see that my cock sticking up like a flagpole and pulsing. Helen stood up, stepped sexily over Aubrie’s legs and knelt at my feet. She pulled down my shorts and my garments, which caused my cock to bounce up. Aubrie was obviously stunned. “Have you ever tasted cock, Aubrie?”

She shook her head, but didn’t take her eyes off my cock. Helen had already starting inching in and licked the tip. I was almost ready to explode already. “Don’t even think about cumming yet. You are going to fuck us both.” With the straight face she had, I didn’t dare cum. 

She went down on my so hard and then invited Aubrie to join in. Aubrie was sitting across my lap and would sometimes raise her head to kiss me and we would make out while Helen deep throated my cock. After they sucked me for awhile, Helen spoke again, “Do you want to know what it feels like in your pussy? That’s the best feeling of all…”

Without any hesitation Aubrie raised her nightshirt and raised her leg over my lap to straddle me. She rubbed her wet pussy against my cock a couple of times before letting just the head slip in. As it did, I could only resist for a couple of seconds before I thrusted firmly until I was completely filling her pussy and her face showed a silent moan. It was possibly the most fulfilling sight of my life. Helen had in the meantime taken off her tank and her booty shorts before climbing next to me on the couch. “Remember, we have to be quiet so no one upstairs realizes we are still up.” She then started making out with me while my hand found her pussy. I let my fingers slip inside and finger her until she was sighing with pleasure. You could tell she was really into it. 

Aubrie started to worry a little. “Do you think my fiance will still love me after I have been fucked so hard by another man?” She almost couldn’t get the words out because of the orgasm she was on the point of having. “I have never felt this good and I don’t know if he will make me feel the same way. You’re so BIG!” 

“Don’t you dare cum in her. I still need something.” Helen was really in charge and knew what she wanted. She waiting until Aubrie had finished her first orgasm and then gently lifted her off my cock by kissing her and grabbing her hips. After she was standing, Helen lifted her shirt to reveal her petite frame which she shyly covered for a minute before sitting on the couch next to me. Helen then sat on my cock and let it all slide in at once. 

We fucked like animals for a couple of hours and then decided it was time to go bed. I have never had such an arousing experience. 

kiss me through the phone

↳ Genre: Fluff | ↳ Word Count: 1.3k | ↳ Characters: Jeno x Reader: | 

↳ Summary: hello! could you write smth where you and jeno keep having the longest skype calls together until like one in the morning and it gets really sweet bc u start saying things that you admire about each other or smth (it can be friendly or like where you’re dating whatever you would like) and yeah haha thank you so much!!!

↳ Author’s Note: THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG IM SO SORRY ANON IM SO SO SORRY I HOPE YOU DONT HATE ME,, Also happy (belated) birthday to nct’s eye smile king 

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The Windows to Your Soul

hi lovely! could you please write a daryl x reader fic where the reader and ricks squad go to the hilltop after negan leaves alexandria and the reader and daryl have a fluffy reuniting? thank you so muchhh :-)

Wow, halfway through these requests! I can’t believe it. Only took me almost a freaking year, right? Jesus. But anyways, I’m excited to finish all these requests because I really, really miss the stories I was writing. I did update No Regrets if anyone was waiting on that. If you want me to update Beauty of A Secret let me know 😊 but for now, enjoy this one shot my loves!

No one had ever made you feel the way Daryl did. He didn’t bring home flowers or hold you in his arms when you went to sleep but you never once questioned his feelings about you. He made his feelings known in the most subtle of ways. So subtle that one would have to pay close attention to catch it. But you knew Daryl so well that you could spot it right away. Everything he was too uncomfortable to say was all in his eyes. He adored you and you knew it. You could see it in the way his baby blue eyes would light up when you walked into the room, the way he cracked a smile that reached his eyes when you came to bed every night. He was never one to tell you how he felt but he also rarely ever needed to. He was very readable, his eyes spoke powerfully.

A few nights ago, you’d met Negan for the first time. He’d trapped you like helpless animals, cornered you. You hoped and prayed that Daryl hadn’t encountered him but then you saw him being dragged out of a van along with Rosita, Glenn, and Michonne. His right shoulder, normally tanned from constant sun exposure was stained red. His skin was pale and slick with sweat, dark circles under his eyes. How long had Negan left him bleeding like this? If you weren’t so frightened, you would’ve gotten up to sit with him. His eyes, normally so full of emotion he could never express with words, were now empty.

You wondered how things would’ve gone if you’d made different choices. What if you’d convinced Daryl not to leave that morning? What if you went after him alone instead of allowing Michonne, Glenn, and Rosita to go? What if the entire group’s fear hadn’t paralyzed them? What if Daryl hadn’t swung at Negan with his last ounce of strength? Perhaps these things could’ve saved Abraham and Glenn’s lives. It could’ve saved Daryl from being taken away. You couldn’t help but think that you would never see him again as a blonde man with a scar on the left side of his face grabbed Daryl under his arms and tossed him back into the van he’d been dragged out of earlier.

You only had to be concerned for Daryl’s life for the next three days as Negan arrived at Alexandria a few days early. The color was back in Daryl’s face but his eyes were emptier than ever and they’d taken his clothes and replaced them with some sweatshirt and sweat pants. And his blue eyes were emptier than ever before. He only lifted his head a few times, not daring to make eye contact with anyone, not even you or Rick. You knew it was important to play by Negan’s rules for the time being, especially considering the fact that he’d taken all of your guns. But you wanted to hurt Negan and his guys as badly as he’d hurt every single one of you.

But was any of it enough for Negan? No, of course not.

It wasn’t enough until his guys kicked the shit out of Aaron. It wasn’t enough until he’d completely mutilated and murdered Spencer. It wasn’t enough until he had poor Olivia shot and killed because Rosita made a rash decision and tried to shoot him. It wasn’t enough until he took Eugene away.

“It can’t be like this anymore,” you said to Rick after Negan was gone. The group was in the process of cleaning up the mess Negan had made of Spencer while Carl and Tara helped move Olivia’s body for a proper burial. Rick was barely listening, staring at the pool of blood with some blood spatter on the pool table Spencer and Negan had set up in the street. You touched his shoulder, gently pulling on him, “Rick.”

“Hm?” Rick turned to you, his eyes welled up with tears, “Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. I know it can’t.”

“So, what do we do?” you asked, “Where do we go from here?”

“We uh…” Rick sighed, “We go to Hilltop. We’re gonna need everyone working together on this.”

“Sounds like a plan,” you said, “We kill Negan, we get his guys out of our hair, we get Daryl and Eugene back, everything will be alright.”

Rick nodded, “Definitely. We just gotta convince Hilltop to join us.”

“Well, Maggie and Sasha have been staying there for a while,” you said, “And Jesus is our friend too. We’ll have some people there to prove our case. Although, we have common goals. It shouldn’t be that hard to convince them.”

“We should get going soon then,” Rick said, “In the next few hours kinda soon.”

“Say no more,” you replied, “I’ll get a group together. You get the RV ready to go.”

While you got the group together to head out for Hilltop, you made sure Aaron was alright and that Olivia and Spencer got their proper burials. Spencer was a pain in the ass, especially towards the end of his life but it still hurt somewhat to lose him. And even though it felt like it was in poor taste, you had to find another baby-sitter for Judith to replace Olivia. Rick probably should’ve handled that but he was stressed and overwhelmed. You wanted to give him a few less things to worry about.

Once you took care of everything, you and the group were off to Hilltop. Driving there made you a little anxious. The last time you tried taking this RV to Hilltop, Negan had cornered you and killed two of your own. He’d dragged you down into this darkness you weren’t sure you’d ever pull out of. Even with Hilltop’s assistance, it felt like there was no end in sight. And as much as you tried to have your priorities in order, you couldn’t help but think everything would work out if you just had Daryl back, as if he was the most crucial part. Well, he was in your world.

You missed him. You missed those strong arms, his bravery, and those blue eyes so full of life. The man you saw in sweats and covered in dirt and bruises wasn’t the same man you fell in love with. Negan tried to steal that man from you. But you refused to let that happen.

Michonne had taken over driving for you about halfway through the trip after it came to her attention that you weren’t sleeping much. With so many balls in the air, you were too anxious to sleep. Somewhere during the trip, you must’ve dozed off because what felt like five minutes later, you found yourself lying on the little sofa being shaken by Tara.

“Hey,” she said softly, patting your arm, “We’re here. Maggie’s fine, we know that much.”

“How do you know?” you inquired.

“She’s on guard duty,” Tara replied, “She’s about to open the gates for us. Come on.”

Tara helped you onto your feet, keeping a firm grip on your elbow as you stepped out of the RV together. The gate was opening as the two of joined the rest of the group. Maggie was standing at the other side of the gate with a teary smile on her face. Rick was the first to wrap her up in a hug.

“I’m glad to see you’re feeling better,” you remarked, “Is the baby alright?”

“The baby is fine,” Maggie said, “We both are.”

“That’s great,” you said, reaching out to touch her flat stomach, “Things are just finally looking up.”

“We’re gonna fight,” Rick added.

Maggie nodded with a grinning as if to say, “About time,” but instead of saying that, she just stepped closer to the group, sharing a hug with Michonne and Tara. You looked around at all the people giving you curious glances, “Think we can get everyone on board? Where’s Jesus? Maybe he can help.”

“Right there,” Maggie said. She pointed towards the bungalows as Jesus came around the corner to see where all the commotion was coming from. A man was following him, a man you barely recognized. But your heart stopped when you saw him. Maggie reached out and nudged you forward, “I wanted it to be a surprise.”

You found yourself sobbing without even realizing it. Daryl was standing there, frozen in shock when he saw you. It couldn’t be real. Daryl couldn’t be standing there alive and well, close enough for you to touch, to hug, to kiss. Even Daryl looked like he would cry right there. This man, who never let you see his emotions, was trying not to cry in front of you.

“What’re you waiting for?” Maggie giggled, pushing you softly, “Go to him.”

“Daryl,” you blubbered as you took off running across the field. Daryl braced himself, pressing his lips together as he opened his arms to you. You leapt into his arms and wrapped your legs around his body. He threw his arms around you, burying his face in your neck. You never thought you’d get to feel his warmth again, feel the scratching of his beard against your skin. His tears dropped onto your shoulder as you heard whimpers coming from him.

“I can’t believe it,” you whispered, “How…how did you…get out of there?”

“Not important,” Daryl said, stroking your hair, “Important thing is, I’m here now, ya hear? Gotta tell ya somethin’, somethin’ I never let myself say before.”

“Of course,” you said, “Anything.”

Daryl held your face, his thumbs stroking your cheeks. He was embarrassed, you could tell. With all eyes on him, he was nervous and uncomfortable. But it didn’t stop him from pressing his lips to yours in a kiss that was more intense and passionate than any kiss he’d ever given you before. He kissed you over and over before finally pulling away and resting his forehead against yours, his eyes closed as he spoke in a whisper, “I love you, Y/N.”

“Daryl,” you said, “I love you too.”

“Being there…gave me time to think,” Daryl said, “Thought about you, about us. Knew that even though we were together, you and me, that I always kept ya at a distance. And I never wanted that. I thought I’d die there without you knowin’ how I’ve always felt about ya.”

You pushed his sweat soaked hair away from his face to look into his eyes once more. The life he had was back with added fire. He meant what he said. You always knew he loved you without having to hear him say it. But to hear those words made you feel like you were floating. Daryl was here, he was alive, and he was back. That man who’d stolen your heart was back. And he wasn’t going anywhere. Ever again.

I was supposed to be in bed half an hour ago. I have to be up at 5am tomorrow but I wanted to get this one shot out to you guys!! 😊

anonymous asked:

So I feel like Aaron and John would bond over animals. Like, John for the obvious reasons but Aaron too because I feel like he's someone who just kinda of likes to go sit and stare at nature. And like, I think Planet Earth would be one of their common interests.

It was a friday night and Aaron had just gotten home from work. Hamilton had been more irritable than usual, resulting in Aaron also being irritable-

“Those documents were supposed to be sent three days ago, Alexander!”

“Fuck off, Burr.”


So when he got inside, kicking off his shoes, he grabbed his phone and ordered a large pizza with all the fixin’s. Then, after quickly changing into his sweatpants and tank top, he plopped down on the couch and turned on planet earth. It wasn’t the most action packed of television material, but it always brought Aaron down after a long week.

He had just started the episode on forests, when a knock sounded from the door.

“That was fast.” he muttered, pausing the video and hopping off the couch.

Although, when he opened the door, money in hand, it wasn’t the pizza man.


“Hey Burr,” John said, his voice tired and monotonous, “what’s on the menu?”

Pushing passed him, Laurens entered the apartment, dumping his backpack on the ground by the door and kicking off his shoes, allowing them to fly across the room. Aaron sighed as the man took off his jacket, throwing it on a nearby chair.

Believe it or not, it wasn’t the fact that Laurens had shown up and taken over his apartment that surprised him. It was the fact that he was here alone.

“Laurens, what’s this about?”

“What, can’t I pay my dearest friend Aaron Burr a visit?”

“Usually not without being incredibly drunk.” Aaron said with a roll of his eyes, “Are the guys with you?”

John let out a bitter laugh and Aaron suddenly became aware of the dark circles under his eyes and the way his fists clenched in subtle anger.

“No,” he bit out, before stalking over to the couch and plopping down on it, “what’re we watching?”

Burr sighed, shutting the door behind him as he wandered back over to the sofa.

“You wanna talk about it?”

“No.” Laurens paused for a moment, looking at his socks, a soft frown on his face, “Alex yelled at me. I was trying to help and he screamed at me.”

“He seems to have been a bit on edge recently,” Aaron said.

“It’s his own fault, he works himself too hard and then takes it out on everyone around him.” he ran a hand through his wild hair and looked away, “But I didn’t come here to talk about Alexander.”

“I see.” Aaron nodded, meandering over to sit by his freckled friend on the couch, “well, I hope you like Planet Earth-”

“Burr no way, no way!” the man broke out into a huge smile, practically bouncing in his seat, “I love Planet Earth, how’d you know!?”

“I must be psychic, Laurens. Scooch over.”

Aaron laid down against the arm rest, his legs out slightly, pushing into John’s space. John had his feet up on the small table in front of them and when Burr complained, trying to kick his feet off, Laurens only laughed.

Knock Knock

“You get it,” Aaron said, nudging Laurens with his foot, “money’s on the table.”

He got up, going over to open the door before letting out a small, albeit dramatic gasp.

“Pizza, Burr? You’re really going all out here. Have we classified this as a date yet?”

“No, now c’mon I’m hungry.”

“Well, I’m classifying this as a date.” Laurens muttered, bringing the pizza over to the couch.

“Did you know a group of King Vultures is called a solitary?”

“Did you know that seahorses don’t have stomachs? The food goes through so fast, they have to almost constantly eat to survive.”

“Did you know that the Spotted Salamander returns to the same mating pool every year? By the same route?”

“Did you know the Sun Bear looks like a bad drawing of a normal bear?”

Laurens snorted with laughter and Aaron joined in. The two had shifted positions, John now lying almost on top of Burr, his head on the other man’s chest, face turned to watch the television.

“Thanks for letting me stay, Burr.”

“It’s no problem, this is fun.” Aaron let his head loll back, thinking about the heavy feeling of Laurens’ on his chest.

“Not so bad for a first date, huh?” he moved to face Aaron, his chin resting on his chest.

“You’re hopeless.” Aaron sighed, but couldn’t help the small smile that crept up his face.

“Maybe so, but I’m the smart one. I got to spend all night with you, while Alex is probably working himself to death again. He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“But you’re gonna tell him?”

“Hell yeah!” John grinned, pushing himself up slightly, so that Burr was between his arms, “I’m gonna be bragging about this to him for weeks!”


Lonely hearts club - Prologue

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Hananaki disease!Au / Angst / One-shot

Rated T for future mentions of depression and mature themes 

Word count: 823

Synopsis: You first met Min Yoongi on a Tuesday night, beneath a sky drunk on distant stars while you were walking down a street that smelled like old cigars and unrequited loves. He was holding his steps in pride, spine straight and combat boots unforgiving above the dark concrete; yet, the second your glance alighted on his mint hair and sad, piercing eyes, you already knew the deep ink of his tattoos was covering more than the milky expanse of his skin. 

⤷or: Yoongi hates the taste of lilies digging above his tongue just as much as you love broken, pretty things.

Author’s note: for my loved Mari, a little preview for her request (hananki disease + lonely hearts club + angst + yoongi). Since it’s getting longer that expected, for the mean time I’m just giving you all a little taste *wink wonk*

Hope you’ll like it <3


Broken things always held some sort of mystique to you.

In their pieces scattered all around, in their cracked mechanism, in their splits, unusual angles, sorrowful festers, you used to find the utter proof of fragility – it made your heart sore and fingers aching just to fix. After all, adjusting the unfunctional beings is what you have been doing all your life: even when you were a noisy child, still unware of the ways of the world, your parents often discovered you with hands bruised in an attempt to sew stuffed animals back to life, or with arms and face sticky for all the glue coating old playthings.

Sometimes your mother did scold you though, her worried nature trying to protect you from hurting yourself with the sharpness of wrecked glasses.

“But mom! It was broken, I just wanted to make it fine again.”  

“One day,” she used to reply holding your minute hands, “a splinter will pierce your skin, and it’ll break you as well.” At that time, you really didn’t understand her words.

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