if i tagged this with cupcakes so many people would see it

The truth is…


  • is a sassy bitch, let’s just accept that. always answering back, they’d even answer back to any god (may it be diplomatically or sarcastic)
  • always give people cheap gifts not because they’re broke but because they think that’s the only standard or gift you deserve
  • has a huge disgust with humanity so they either get delusions of controlling the world or they avoid/limit their human interactions
  • their logic is out of this world: it’s either you get mesmerised and see a new horizon or you end up getting crazy because you can’t get it
  • beneath all their layers, they’re one of the smartest and hardworking people out there… always willing to help you study/work/etc.


  • their trigger word is literally food and all its proper nouns. they’d sell their souls for a ceaseless supply of food and they’d won’t regret
  • literally possessive as fuck, aphrodite lives in their titties cos they dun calm down if they see someone circling around their man/woman.
  • obsessed with getting shit organised y'all don’t even know. they will never move unless a very detailed blue print is in front of them.
  • they will keep hustlin more than a twenty of you combined. they know and prioritise how precious time and money are.
  • when they say they can’t do an errand/plea, dun quickly believe them at all cost or you’ll get a small surprise: they’ll do it after some while. 


  • know that archetype of a kind person who’ll obey & follow you to the death but has so many fucking personal motives? yep, that’s gemini.
  • their knowledge and expertise are vastly scary; multilingual people and historians. they aint called GEMinis for nothing, hunty.
  • for them, it’s a dog-eat-dog world. if you don’t match their pace, you’re basically out of their surviving list, whatever list that is.
  • insanely in love and proud making other people swoon over them (oh the oozing warmth of being loved and respected) but says otherwise
  • bad at remembering dates but that dun mean they love you less or you’re not that important to them, just believe in them.


  • they dun talk much but best believe me, whenever they speak it’s either they gon hand you your ass or roast the living shit out of you
  • are all terminally sarcastic bless their souls. they don’t have time for your bullshit, they don’t even have time for their own.
  • they will never side or they will avoid picking a side. they’re the best people to rant cos they will literally get where you coming from.
  • one of the sweetest and loving signs out there but for some reason, they tend to have some problems making real long time friends.
  • always look brooding or even out of reach. that’s cos they’re afraid words/actions won’t come/show they way they really want them too.


  • so demure but once you get close to them/they know they have the upper control, they will fucking nag & bully everything
  • but after the searing primadonna stage, these lions are all just smol precious clumsy beans who must be protected at all cost
  • knows the traditional ways or romancing someone, like the flowers and cupcakes and shy yet formal asking you out for events/dates
  • easily clouded by false/dark ideas and hard to snap them out of it. it takes another brave alpha who can help them out of the cray
  • but don’t be fooled, these lions can be tamed and would be willing to tag along the right people for the rest of their life line.


  • dont slack off in front of them, they will give your ass a whoop back to reality. trust me, they give so much vigour and moral to people.
  • not easily scared of pretty much anything because they always think about the story/reason behind it, for this one, what made it scary?
  • they can get super fucking salty and shady and they aint afraid of being salty and shady, for a good or bad reason whatsoever.
  • they never fail to always see the bigger picture, that also means they’re not afraid to do everything to get to the biggest picture.
  • loves having fun and enjoying life without taking advantage of things or forgetting to be humble and well-grounded.


  • too pure for this world but these people have a skyrocketing tendencies to becoming a yandere (lol they probably already are)
  • their aesthetic perfectionism sickness is practically beyond all earth signs combined: they’ll set fire on anything lower than their standards.
  • too kind and angelic we dun deserve them. we also dun deserve their life sucking flirtatious killer charms. we just dun deserve then all in all
  • these bitches love to meddle with other people’s business tho. either they save the situation or aggravate it, there’s no in between
  • even with all the hate on their kind, libra people just keep their heads up and tryn’a understand and accept other people’s view of them.


  • for the vagillionth time, y'all have to remember that these “””devil children””” are all just 4D weird bastards who easily space out.
  • the sexy airheads we all get from anime. but dun cross them & their fambam, they won’t think twice about apathetically cutting you.
  • everyone’s fairy godmother/father cos if they love you & they see you deserving, they will lavish &treat you so great. aint lying, dis the truth
  • willing to learn from others but is obsessed with “i am the most mature one so my wisdom is the greatest and the only effective one”
  • so many layers, like they’re literally never-ending. but after plucking all these layers out, you’ll see a fragile marshmallow baby inside 


  • they need like a dozen of hobbies as outlets for their energy. if they don’t get the energy out, they become a host of a time bomb.
  • insatiably absorbs all information of all kinds like a baby on his mom’s chest or a tic sucking out blood from a fresh catch: you choose
  • no one really knows if they’re showing genuine reaction/emotion cos you don’t know if they’re forcing it or not or they dun even know too
  • is the jack of all trades cos they have so many talents but can’t focus and drill hard on one cos they jump from different talent to another
  • may come arrogant but always they always want everyone to be happy and enjoying the time, probably more than how libra wants it.


  • always late on almost everything. insomniac children of the night, so no matter how dire the situation is, they’ll always be late. deal with it.
  • condescending as fuck cos they know they can do pretty much anything please beware they are vicious machiavellians
  • obsessed with segregating people in their lives; they don’t want their friends to socialise with their family, this group with that group, etc.
  • avoids and gets easily tired with human interaction, but is magically brilliant with human interaction. their magic? idek ask them.
  • after you pass their scrutinising sifting of people in their lives, you’ll just see a funny, dependent, happy-go-lucky, perverted side of them


  • also don’t like taking sides, will never jump onto anything without all the cards are seeable, yet also not afraid to speak up in the end.
  • obsessed and deranged with their fanaticism of any horror shit idk how they can carry on with a fine stomach after all that scary jazz
  • can never be controlled, they might seem controllable or easy to manoeuvre but spare your ass and don’t be fooled by this sign
  • disappears and reappears at their own will, and doesn’t care about the consequences of their absence, they literally don’t care.
  • in the end of the day, aquarius has no fucks to give any of the other signs. they don’t ask for a lot and they just wanna be left alone.


  • are quiet little shits who looks way more gorgeous when they’re mad cos they just turn fiendish but still in a cute way, like wtf how???
  • needs a fuck ton of guidance from older or more mature people cos they tend either the laziest, silliest, or most annoying things ever. 
  • how fucking annoying it is whenever they pull out the victim card like dude shove that thing back where it belongs or so I will.
  • are actually sensible people, kinda shocking for some but it’s the truth cos these people stay in tune with their emotions, they dun run away
  • break them to pieces and you’ll see a child needing to be loved and wanting to know what are the things that they can improve and learn

thegrimreaver  asked:

zimbits. “Less homicidal thoughts about your annoying coworker right now, please. I’m in a meeting over here.” pLEASE

Charlie asked for this about 30 years ago but I’m just getting around to it now. It’s prompt from this list. 

If he thinks I’m going to let a single tart anywhere near his ruinous Trump-sized hands he’s got another thing coming. Actually, no. He can have as many tarts as he wants. Kill ‘em with kindness, and arsenic worked into the whipped cream. I’d have to add more vanilla to balance it out but–

If Jack wasn’t in a sponsorship meeting, he would be inclined to promptly bash his head into the wood of the table. It had been like this for a few weeks ago, a voice filtering in at the most inopportune times, going on diatribes against who he was presuming was the voice’s coworker (”–even the way he counts out change is annoying. The Lord is testing me. We should’ve kept the antique register, it would have hurt more when I ‘accidentally’ shut the drawer on his fingers that he just licked to count out the bills. Yes, I would LOVE my spit covered change. THANK YOU.”)

Unfortunately, Jack thought it was unlikely that NIKE would appreciate their new brand ambassador actively giving himself a concussion, so he shot the representative across the table a smile and nodded to whatever was being said before reverting back inside his head.

As ambitious as your assassination attempt is, if you could keep it to yourself I would appreciate it.

There wasn’t even a moments pause before he got his reply.

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You Smell Like Cupcakes.

Request from anon: Can I request one where Bucky & his gf spend the night together the first time and he’s being super snuggley the morning after? He teases her cause she smells like cupcakes cause she owns the bakery where they first met. I love stories where he falls for an ordinary girl. They’re always so fluffy!

Bucky x Reader

Words: 1,535

Warnings: None really. There is implied smut but none of it is written out.

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3


They had never been the first thing on Bucky’s mind and given the choice between them and some fresh fruit from the market he would be happy to admit that he was much more likely to go for the latter rather than the former. However that all seemed to change the day he had been forcefully dragged into a bakery by Steve.

He seriously needed to show that punk what ‘a fun outing’ should consist of because in normal society that definitely wasn’t it.

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(Zimbits, slight AU, 2.8K, under a cut because it got long.)

They asked him every year. Sometimes, even more than once a year if he wanted to be on Samwell’s promotional material.

Jack said no every time because he really didn’t have any interest in having his face plastered on billboards and on every brochure and course calendar they handed out to students, both prospective and current. He’d had enough secondhand publicity from his parents’ careers and he wasn’t going to go seeking it out while he was at Samwell.

The only allowance he made was when he was photographed with the rest of the hockey team because he understood that hockey was a big selling point when it came to convincing people to attend their school. One of the team photos was enlarged and put up in the sports complex, right between the women’s volleyball team and Samwell’s dance team. It had already gotten vandalized this year by some drunk LAX bros and had to be replaced (which the university was not happy about and last Jack heard, the bros responsible were on suspension from the team).

The university couldn’t get Jack, but they got Ransom and Holster to agree to photos other than the team one. There were some of them pretending to study in the library, or looking happy and not-stressed as they socialized. These ended up on the cover of last year’s Campus Life magazine and both Holster and Ransom both joked that they were wasting their time at school when they should be modelling instead. It still didn’t stop the recruitment team from continually asking Jack who refused to change his mind.

Little did he know it was about to be changed for him.

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Sugar on the Asphalt

bts x reader // fluffy angst, eventual smut // 3366 words

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4

summary: One night with these seven boys has you quickly losing the upper hand. 

Originally posted by enflorescence

You had read a quote somewhere once, “'I’ve never met a problem a cupcake couldn’t fix,’ and you thought it was so adorable it almost became the tag line for your bakery. Today, however, you were silently cursing the woman who said that under your breath. She obviously never opened her own bakery, because it seemed like cupcakes were the source of all of your problems. 

It was Tuesday, one of the slowest days of the week for Sweet Dreams, and you were manning the store alone. You had sent home your assistant when it begun to rain. For some reason, no one liked to buy baked goods when the weather was poor. You had tried posting a picture of the sponge saeng cream cupcakes you had made that day on Facebook with a cute little caption about how it was raining cupcakes at Sweet Dreams today, but no one was taking the bait. 

So you were hiding in the kitchen, trying your best not to lose your patience and throw the chocolate batter you had just mixed against a wall. Saturday’s special flavor was going to be sriracha chocolate, if you could ever figure out what was missing from the damn recipe. You had made three different batches already. Each time something was off and you just couldn’t seem to pin point it. 

You glared down at the bowl in your teal mixer before pushing yourself away from the stainless steel worktop. You looked through the spices and ingredients lined across your pantry while nibbling on your bottom lip. Obsessing over a new recipe until you got it right tended to be a problem. You were a perfectionist when it came to baking, so you wouldn’t settle for anything less than amazing. 

The bell above the door chimed you away from your brooding. You shuffled your feet as you fixed a smile on your face to greet the only customer you would probably see this afternoon. “Welcome to Sw-oh. It’s just you.

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Sweet Tooth: Part One

A/N: Okay so I’m happy you guys seemed to like this idea as much as I do. Let’s see where this takes us. In the movie I don’t think they ever mention Lance’s hometown, but I’ve always freaking LOVED Oregon and I figured he might as well be from one of the prettiest places in the country. Oh and in this story Lance isn’t a pedophile who fucks his gymnasts okurrr?

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: This story is going to have some very colorful language, this is Lance Tucker after all.

Summary: Lance Tucker has come back to his hometown with his ego bruised and his look on life more tainted then ever. When he runs into Y/N; a vibrant plus size woman he went to high school with at her bakery ‘Cake Faced’, he leaves the shop with the taste of sugar on his lips and a hunger that has nothing to do with the cupcakes


Everything’s too green.

He’s still trying to re-acclimate his eyes, his corneas still tender to the vivid shades. There was no colors like this back in LA; where he had happened to spend the last decade or so of his life. He missed the blur, the sea of muted tones and bright lights that came with living in the big city.

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In Your Defence.

Summary: “So I saw the coffee shop with Merlin request and well I work in a coffee shop and now I need some Tequila-related coffee shop fluff if you could!! At my store we’re all supposed to be extra bubbly and nice to customers. Maybe one where reader is having a bad day and a rude customer is being mean, so Tequila comes in and defends her?”
Pairing: Agent Tequila x Reader.
Fandom: Kingsman.
Warnings: A rude customer who says some shitty things. Very minor violence.
Word Count: 1354

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Gabriel’s Sweet Tooth

gif is not mine

Title: Gabriel’s Sweet Tooth

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 1,054

Warning: fluffish

A/N: This was requested by anon!  I hope you all enjoy this! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

It had been five years since you left the hunter life.  Five years of solitude and living out your dream.  You now had a bakery, a successful one at that.  It was called Mama’s Cakes.  Every recipe was your mother’s, but no one usually asked about the name of the shop.  Most of your customers were polite people who loved your little shop.

You looked forward to your job every day.  There was one thing you did miss about hunting; Gabriel, the archangel.  You didn’t want to leave him, but you wanted to be happy.  It wasn’t that he didn’t make you happy, it was the life you lived that made you unhappy.

You came into work like every other morning.  You switched the sign to open and started your day by making fresh coffee.  Then you would make fresh muffins, donuts, cakes, and cupcakes.  People would start coming in around eight in the morning.  There were always a few people who would come in for coffee as soon as you opened up shop.  Once you took care of those customers you could slide your baked goods into the oven.

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To defeat a Dragon Witch

(( For whoever feels lost, this piece of fiction is the continuation of the events of my fancomic/fanfiction Sanders Sons, in which the Sanders Sides are Thomas’s children and it can be read from the start HERE))

((Trigger warning: Legal parenting procedures, mention of run-over, hospital environment))

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“Listen, guys, I know everyone wants to see Virgil, but the hospital staff said only two people can go up at a time. Since your dad is already up there, only one of you can go at a time”, Joan said, kneeling down in front of the three kids, sat on the chairs in the hospital’s reception. They knew the kids were exhausted from a whole day of interviews with the CPS, but had insisted on coming anyway. “So we have to take turns. Who’s first?”

The boys shared a look, none of them wanting to be the first one to speak.

“Okay…” Said Joan after some time of silence. “I know you all want to go, but everyone will get a turn. We just need to pick who goes first.”

“I think Patton should go”, Logan spoke, finally, looking at his brother. “You’re always the best with him.

“I was thinking the exact opposite. Virge must be super scared. If you give him the facts, he’ll believe it.” Patton said, looking astonished. “Or if you tell him some silly story, Ro. That might distract him”.

“I agree with Logan, Pat.” Roman let out with a sigh. “I don’t think he would want to see me. I was the one who used a nickname and made him run away”.

“Don’t say that. I’m sure he’s not mad.” Patton insisted, but his brothers seemed to have made their decisions as he looked into their eyes. He nodded. He really did want to see Virgil and make sure he was okay. He just didn’t want to cry and make everything worse if his brother was scared.

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Fictional Shmictional

Originally posted by admo36

Sequel to “The French Mispeight

Pairing: Gabriel x reader

Words: 1300+

Beta reader: @unsink-the-titanic

Your name: submit What is this?

Having your favourite fictional character as a roommate was both amazing and terrifying at the same time.

You loved Gabriel dearly, but something felt off. He wasn’t from your world, and it showed. Maybe in the way energy seemed to radiate off of him, maybe it was something else that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

Either way, Gabriel just escaped the devil himself. You half expected a Mark Pellegrino clone to show up at your door, and that one wouldn’t be signing autographs.

But nobody came. About a week passed and it seemed that the world, the Supernatural world, truly believed Gabriel was dead.

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Poly Hamilsquad x Reader






You counted the number of soulmate tattoos that adorned your wrist. Small ones, they werent very showy and elaborate.

Polyamorus soulmates were rare, but they did come up. However, you hadn’t heard of anyone having 4 soulmates since the revolutionary war era.

Yet here you were. Four soulmate tattoos settled on the skin of your right wrist. They each had a special meaning from your soulmate.

One was a quill, another a sword. The third was a spool of thread and the fourth was a pistol.

Whoever these people were, they seemed like quite the bunch. You were very eager to meet them. You wondered what your tattoo was on their wrists.

Maybe some headphones or a music note. That was what a lot of people suggested. It made sense, you had been into music and theater since you were a child.

Speaking of which, you needed to get off to play practice. You would have to worry about it later.

Today was the first day of rehearsal for the new play that you would be staring in.



“Hey there Herc,” the stage manager called as the tailor entered the building.

“What’s up?” Hercules replied as he set down his bag at his sewing station. He was the costume designer for the new production at the theater in his local town.

“The actress playing Heather McNamara got here today. You can take her measurements whenever.”

Hercules nodded and grabbed his notebook.

“Do you know where I can find her?”

“Out in the lobby, warming up. She’s a little standoffish, but I think she’ll be nice. Good luck.”

The stage manager walked away and Hercules grabbed his notebook and measuring tape. He wandered out into the lobby trying to look for this new chick.

Suddenly, a burning sensation was felt on his right wrist. When he looked down he noticed that one of his soulmate tattoos was glowing. The treble clef tattoo.

He shot his head up, scouring the lobby to see if anyone else was experiencing the same situation as he was. They had to be around here somewhere!

Then he noticed a girl sitting on the ground near the drinking fountains, staring at her wrist in shock. Her head shot up and their eyes met with Herc’s.

“Wow,” Hercules breathed.

“Wow to you too,” she breathed back.

Hercules extended a hand helped his soulmate up. Well, one of his soulmates.

The two of them stood their staring at eachother before Herc shot his hand out.

“Hi, I’m Hercules Mulligan. But you can call me Herc.”

“Y/N Y/L/N.”

Neither of them knew what to say otherwise.

“Well,” Y/N laughed nervously. “One down and three to go I guess.”


“John!” Lafayette called as he ran into the bedroom that he shared with one of his soulmates. The only one that he actually knew about though. They still had three more to find.

“What’s up?” John asked as he looked up from his book.

“I got us tickets to go see Heather’s when it opens at the nearby theater!”


Lafayette jumped up onto the bed and curled into John’s side.

“It’ll be the perfect night out.”

“It definitely will be,” John replied, giving Laf a small kiss on the lips.

“In two months.”


“Will I always be alone? My family gone, my soulmates nowhere to be found? Am I destined for a life of loneliness?” a sleep deprived writer sobbed softly at his desk.

“Don’t worry son. You’ll find them eventually,” an older gentleman told his young prodigy.

The man sniffled and lifted his head.

“Don’t call me son.”


“Are you ready cupcake?” Hercules asked Y/N as he made last minute fixes to her costume.

“I guess,” she replied, tugging the skirt down a little bit. She bit her lip, betraying her nervousness.

“You’re going to do great. I believe in you,” Hercules said, pressing a kiss to his soulmate’s cheek.

“Thank you Herc. I love you.”

“I love you too.”


“LET’S GO!” Lafayette yelled as he ran down the street towards the theater.

John chuckled. He watched his soulmate run away in excitement. Today was the first date that they had been on in a while.

And while they enjoyed each other’s presence while on these dates, there was always the hole where three other people were supposed to be. They couldn’t wait until they found their other significant others.

“I love you Lafayette.”

“I love you too John.”


“Have fun tonight!” Martha called to Alex as he walked out the front door.

He gave his mother figure a wave as he left to go to the theater. He was told to write an article about the opening of Heathers.

He sighed and made his way down the street. He glanced at the tattoos that adorned his wrists.

What he wouldn’t give to be able to go with someone else at this time. He didn’t think he’d ever been so lonely.


“That’s my girl!” Herc cheered from backstage as he watched Y/N take a bow.

As the curtains closed she ran over to him and jumped into his arms.

“You were amazing!” Hercules told her as he spun around. “Alright, now we gotta go to the lobby and greet everyone who came.”  

Y/N nodded and they walked out hand in hand.

As they were meeting everyone that came to the production, the rest of Y/N and Hercule’s tattoos began to glow.

They were all in the same room.

Both Y/N and Hercules rushed into the crowd looking for their soulmates.

They had to be here somewhere.

Y/N turned towards a young man behind her and noticed him staring at his wrist. Two more young men came rushing towards the already gathered trio, their wrists were glowing as well.

“Holy shit,” the freckled one said, looking at the group. The glowing of the tattoos started to go down.

“I found you guys. Oh my god, you guys… I’ve found you.”

Y/N, looked at the group, the love on everyone’s faces as they took everything in.

A smile crossed her face.

“I love you guys.”

They all looked back at her.

“We love you too.”

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“Me and You”

Based on the song Me and You by Jake Bugg.

They won’t catch me and you” he whispered to your ear, hugging you tight, all of his body covering yours.

Harry and you had been together for almost 9 months, you were the happiest person in the world by his side. You met him while he was still in One Direction, even tho you weren’t a big fan of them you worked on Harry’s favorite coffee shop, every night when he was in LA he would go and drink a latte, sometimes he even asked for a cupcake, but as the time went by he started talking to you, feeling confident and comfortable, he could be Harry with you, didn’t had to use the Styles. Just Harry. And you fell for him, you hoped every night he went back and sat in the corner, smiling at you and waving his hand.

When he asked you to be his girlfriend you didn’t knew what to say. Of course you wanted to say yes but you were afraid of the media and his public life. And he told you the same exact thing he had told you a few minutes ago.

I’ll hold you with such delicacy, no they won’t catch me and you

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j-aanine  asked:

hii! i read your tags from my post (aka 7thtens) hahaha. i can tell that you really love those boys and it's so nice to see! but yes, please send me cute bap things. but i think it'll be easier if i followed you, so i'll look out for those cute (and not so cute ones too lmao 🙊) things! ahhhhh, i genuinely wanna know more about them.

OMG I truly with all my entire heart and soul adore these men and lovelovelove sharing them with new fans and it makes me very happy when people show interest in them so here I am, willing to give you any content you should ask for lol (sorry I just am very dedicated to them) 
((also I just linked a lot of info so please if you ever have the free time go through them, B.A.P is so neat and just wow lol)

I made a post a couple months ago for just my favorite reasons to stan B.A.P if you would like to go throug there?
It just points out cute moments/MV’s, songs, interviews and other variety things that I personally enjoyed and other Babys basically obsess over (truly they are the cutest weirdest bunch)

Heres a list of all their MV’s
(strap yourself in for their mvs, they’re all amazing!)

Members SNS
Yongguk: Twitter || Instagram
Himchan: Twitter || Instagram 
Daehyun: Twitter || Instagram
Youngjae: Twitter || Instagram
Jongup: Twitter || Instagram
Zelo: Twitter || Instagram || 2nd Instagram(videos) || Mochii (his pupper) instagram

Official websites: VAPP || TS.Ent Youtube || B.A.P Japanese Youtube 

B.A.P Blogs: @itsbap @mato-world

 Member wise you Got
Bang Yongguk: Leader, Rapper, composer, writes almost all of B.A.Ps music. fluffy awkward dad, tigger enthusiast , puppy cuddlier prolly, mean mugging intimidating to others but is actually a cupcake, cave voice marshmallow. holy shit Yongguk is actually so precious 

Originally posted by missbaptan

Kim Himchan: Sub vocals, Visual, wine mom, bunny teeth smile, actually so super adorable with Babys, actual fucking nerd it’s ridiculous, softest heart with the hardest head, in love with bbang and jongup, will protect his children over anything. Took over as leader when bbang went out on hiatus for health reasons, carried B.A.P through end of the year performances/award shows + Noir comeback so bless Himchan ;;;

Originally posted by mybutterflyfact

Jung Daehyun: Main vocals, annoying oldest son, biggest fanboy of B.A.P, biggest fanboy of Babys, spoils all of us, is really loud and really extra, screams a lot, bounces around a lot, singing at any chance he gets, has really cute dimples and whiskers when he smiles, is actually a soft cute bun, like the softest honestly, can be a massive asshole to the other members but does it out of love, never take Daehyun srs please lol

Originally posted by daehdream

Yoo Youngjae: Lead vocals: sassy middle son, soooooo extra, brains of the group, MC of the group, fluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffy, also super loud, gives everyone hella sass during interviews and vlives it’s actually super great. Daehyuns husband bestfriend, they are a power duo, never leave them alone together honestly. Is also rude but is just really smol can never take srsly, has a deal with his mom to never expose himself, we have yet to see any skin of Youngjae and it’s a curse. #DaehyunsMomOwesHimFood, looks really amazing in pink, Young+longcoats=gods work, actual king of aeygo.

Originally posted by hatfelting

 Moon Jongup: Lead dancer, sub vocals, little nerd boy, “one puuunch~” is actual a pup, needs to be protected at all costs, is really shy on camera, but sometimes he lets his real self show when he’s comfortable, is actually the most hilarious man ever, loves anime, loves reading manga, likes to be naked, is Himchans lil love bug, this kids sense of humor is amazing, literally a fucking meme without trying to be. Has a really strong love connection with chocolate milk. Likes to take his shirt off a lot, no ones complaining, he’s ripped asf, flips, flips everywhere. cutest crooked teeth. someonebuyhimglassesplease.

Originally posted by himchah

Choi Junhong(Zelo): Maknae, rapper, lead dancer. tall .-. only member with a stage name, goes hard asf with his verses honestly, imo one of the strongest rappers in kpop, loves his puppers, loves his hyungs, his hyungs love him so much. respects all of his brothers so much, meme lord, likes to be shirtless on instagram. huge flirt, 3am vlive adventures to waffle houses alone, drinks underage in America and we don’t understand how???????? He and Jongup help make up the choreography for B.A.P, has helped Yongguk write and compose music. is actually a very tall squish, needs to be stopped 25/8

Originally posted by ninichu

shit okay this got long, but if you have any questions feel free to ask me or any B.A.P blog on here, theres so many and I can give you some of the best if you feel like joining the fandom. We’re all really chill really meme-y sweet people and always welcome new babys to the fandom with open arms! 

Sweet Royalty | Kim Seokjin (Chapter 1)

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

Genres: Soulmate!AU, Royalty!AU, fluff

Summary: In the kingdom of Korea, there lived the Kim family who ruled over the land with kindness, care, and lawful structure. However, they believed in the strict law that the royal family must stay blue-blooded, meaning that any member was not allowed to marry anyone outside of nobility. You are a middle-class citizen who loves to cook and bake, making the people smile as they ate your treats and food. Due to your name becoming famous, you are asked to work in the kitchen at the royal palace. However, what happens when you end up falling in love with the youngest son, Prince Seokjin?

Chapters: Prologue Chapter 1

“Excuse me sorry” you yelled.

It was a Saturday morning, perfect weather to sit out in the sun and eat out with friends. Today was your one day off and you were looking to spending the day sitting out on the balcony of your small apartment to relax. But, that idea was broken when you received a call from one of your coworkers at the bakery. Business was booming and the workers were overwhelmed with a sea of people trickling in to buy all the things that were offered. With the hang-up of the call, you had quickly put your work clothes and ran out of the apartment to head to the bakery.

Apologizing to the man you had bumped into, you continued to run finally reaching the small store seeing the long line of people standing out of the doorway waiting in line. It was never unusual to you when business was booming, within the course of a year that you had opened the bakery, customers began to come in slowly and with the amazement on people’s faces when they tried the pastries and breads and the reviews becoming overly positive, word began to spread and more and more people came to just get a taste.

Running towards the side alley to the back entrance, you noticed one of your coworkers and closest friend Doyoon standing to greet you.

“There you are, hurry we got a lot of work to do.” he said as he held out your apron to you. Grabbing it from his hand, you quickly drape the apron over your head and tied the strings in the back. Following Doyoon inside, you were quickly engulfed by the many smells that you loved. Sweet breads rising in the oven, the chocolates being piped onto various eclairs, cupcakes, and cakes, vanilla as it was poured into batters, these smells were ones that always put a smile on your face. Passing by the other workers who greeted you as you walked by, you gave a quick smile and acknowledged their hard work as you tied up your hair.

Doyoon leaded you to your workstation, where the woman filling in for you held her head down. In front of her on the chrome table stood a burnt cake. You took a look at her name tag that had read ‘Jihyun’ and finally addressed.

“What happened here?”

The brown haired girl lifted her head to look at you but as soon as she caught a glimpse of your eyes, she looked down again.

“As you know Y/N, your Napoleon cake is one of the most favored speciality here. Since we wanted to give you the day off, I entrusted Jihyun here to bake it while I tended to the register. But as you can see here, she has burnt it and with how time consuming it is to make it, there’s no way we can get this out before the rush is over.” Doyoon said.

The girl continued to look down in shame as the situation was explained to you. You let out a sigh of frustration, knowing that Doyoon was right. There was no possible way to get the cake out before the rush died down.

“Alright, I’ll see what I can do. Jihyun, go help Jongsoo with the breads.” you said. Jihyun bowed in apology and sped off the other way towards the bread-making station.

“Doyoon, tell Jaebin to get me some lemon juice. I have an idea of what I can make.” you commanded as you grabbed the utensils. Doyoon nodded and made his way over to Jaebin who was manning the cupcake station. Jaebin sped over to hand you the ingredient you had asked for as you began to mix the dry ingredients for the cake. Using a recipe that you had recently perfected, you had decided to make a simple butterscotch cake.

Spending two hours preparing the cake and icing it to perfection, you placed the cake on a glass platter, cut it into pieces and walked towards the double chrome doors, leading to the register and sitting area of the bakery. Coming out of the doors, the customers smiled and greeted you as you came out, excited to see what you had brought out. You opened the glass display and placed the cake on the shelf where the napoleon was suppose to be.

“What? No Napoleon today?” you heard someone say.

“Not today everyone, we had a little mishap but today you get to try a new recipe I have today.” you answered. You could see some disappointment on some people’s faces that they couldn’t get what they wanted, but you smiled seeing the people who looked excited to try your new recipe. Looking over at Doyoon who was manning the register, you smiled and said.

“Here let me take over for a bit, go make sure everything is fine in the back and bring out the breads.” Doyoon nodded and backed away from the register, going through the chrome doors.

The line began to move a little quicker as one by one you rang up customers, giving them the pastries or bread they requested. As Doyoon came back through the double doors and brought out the next set of breads, a man along with a little girl walk up to the register.

“Hello , what can I get for you?” you asked.

The little girl looked at the display case in awe, smiling at the pastries. The man who you had assumed was her father tapped her on the shoulder.

“Yeona, what would you like for today?” he asked.

“Cupcake!” the girl said with glee as she pointed at a vanilla cupcake. The man laughed and look back at you. You knelt down to the display case and slid it open to grab the vanilla cupcake for the young girl. Placing on a tray on the counter, the girl jumped up and down in excitement, eager to eat the small treat.

“Yeona calm down, let me just get my money out.” the man said.

“If I may, Yeona would you like a little design on the cupcake?” you asked to the small girl. She nodded her head in approval, making you smile. You turned around and knelt to a small mini fridge where you kept small piping bags of colored icing and took out a tan, pink, white, and black icing bags. Placing them on the counter, you took the tan icing bag and pointed it on the top of the cupcake. Using the bags back and forth, you drew the design on the cupcake while Yeona watched you amazed. When you finished, you revealed it to the man and girl. On the top of the cupcake was a design of a corgi’s face. The girl gasped and smiled at you.

“Daddy, look it’s a corgi, thank you miss!” she said. The man smiled and thanked you as well.

“Would you like anything else today sir?” you asked the father.

“Oh i’m not sure really, everything looks delicious I can’t decide.” he said to you.

“If i may sir, why don’t you try a sample of our special today?” you said. He nodded his head in agreement to you and you knelt back down to the display case, grabbing a toothpick and taking a small square piece of the butterscotch cake. You handed him the small piece and with no hesitation, he shoved the small piece in his mouth and began to chew. His eyes widened at the taste of it.

“This is delicious, you made this yourself?” he asked. You simply nodded at him.

“How many pieces are left?” he asked.

“Three I believe.” you answered.

“I’ll take them please.” he said. You were surprised by his eagerness to take the last three pieces home but ecstatic that he had loved it so much. Taking out a small box and tissue paper, you picked up the last three slices of cake along with Yeona’s cupcake and placed them inside the box, sealing it with four strips of yellow tape. The man handed you the money and you handed him a bag with the box inside. You bowed to him and Yeona, wishing them goodbye as they left the bakery. Time passed by and the rush had finally died down. Untying the apron from your back, you placed it on the rack and wished Doyoon and the rest of the workers well as you headed home, happy with how the day went and that you could finally relax.

Stepping through the large white and gold double doors, Yeona and her father walked into the large dining room where a woman and a man sat, reading the newspaper. As they looked at him, he bowed in respect before raising his head to speak.

“Your highnesses, I have brought to you something I believe you should try.” he said. The woman raised her eyebrow at the man, looking to the bag that he was carrying in his hand.

“What have you brought us Sejun?” she asked. Sejun looked behind to the maid who had carried two plates in her hands. She placed them down on the table and walked over to Sejun who handed her the small white box with pastries inside. The maid opened the box on the table and placed two of the three pieces of cake on the plates and handed it to the man and woman. Yeona walked over to the box and grabbed her cupcake, unwrapping it and eating it with her father looking at her in disapproval. The woman at the table takes her fork and takes a piece of the cake, placing it in her mouth and chewing slowly. After swallowing the piece, her mouth stayed slightly ajar in surprise taking in the marvel of the sweet treat in front of her.

The husband next to her noticed her surprised look, and with haste took a piece of the cake and ate it as well. He was left astonished himself, wondering how a cake like this was so sweet but so delicious at the same time.

“Jisoo, take that last piece up to Seokjin at once please.” the woman finally spoke as she turned her head towards the maid. The maid simply bowed her head and left the room with the box. With the maid’s departure, the woman finally looked back at Sejun.

“Sejun, I want you bring the baker who made this here at once, I think we have found our new pastry chef.”

And that is chapter 1 of Sweet Royalty. Jin will be coming soon guys! Request for chapter 2.

Take Flight - Prologue

Prologue(you’re here) | Chp 1 | Chp 2 | Chp 3 | | Chp 4 | Chp 5 | Chp 6(soon)

hERE’s the prologue guys

I’m going to try n make the other chapters longer of course, dw


Winged humans.Humans, with wings. It’s as simple as it sounds. Of course, society doesn’t see them as human. It treats them like animals.

Two young winged people learn this the hard way.

And it takes them a long time, an argument, and wild adventures with what seems like the only two people they’ve met with no intention to kill them, to recover.

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11 cool things you can do when sending requests to RPH blogs
  1. Read people’s WIDs. Seriously, people, it’s 2017. How have so many of us still not figured this out? On most RPH blogs, the WID is one of the most prominent links on the home page. Click it.
  2. Google it first. A good number of the questions I get are ones that I’m able to answer simply by throwing the question into my Google search bar. There are some nifty cheats here on how to get the results you want. It’ll be a time-saver for both you and the helper.
  3. Make sure you’re not asking a repeat question. Some blogs get a heck of a lot of asks, and sometimes they see the same ones popping up again and again. Check the blog’s tags, or use the /search/ function, to see if this helper has already answered the question or filled the request you want to send.
  4. Be specific. You want a guide on how to play a doctor? That’s nice, but there are tons of different types of doctors out there. You want an older version of a faceclaim? Well, I don’t know if you want someone five years older, or seventy years. Tell us in your ask.
  5. Don’t send duplicate requests for large tasks. You want a shoutout, an FC suggestion, someone to give you their opinion on your RP? Go nuts, crowdsource it around the block and back again, ask every helper on the site. But if you want a gif hunt, a guide, or a theme makeover? Send it to one person and one person only.
  6. Be polite. Look, I’m not one of those people who think that you have to say please and thank you or it is automatically rude. But at least use a tone that you’d use when talking to a human, not a machine. “Could you make a gif hunt of so-and-so when you find the time?” is fine; “Gif hunt of so-and-so.” is a slap in the face.
  7. Don’t use pet names. This varies from person to person, and some are fine with some pet names but not others. Personally, I’m fine being called ‘cupcake’ and ‘champ’, but every time someone calls me ‘honey’, ‘sweetie’, or, God forbid, ‘babe’, I wanna puke. Play it safe and just avoid the pet names.
  8. Be careful about your fan myopia. Not everyone watches the same TV shows, plays the same video games, and reads the same books as you. If you want a request for a particular fictional character, tell them which work the character is from, and accept the fact that some requests (like label help or bio writing) simply can’t be filled well by people who aren’t familiar with the work.
  9. Don’t use subjective descriptors. You want a faceclaim who’s “hot” or “cute”? Would you like a theme that’s “cool”? Maybe a character PSD that’s “fun”? Yeah, I’m not gonna be able to be much help. Those things are all 100% a matter of opinion, and the helper probably has different tastes than you. Give me something else to work with.
  10. Like or reblog the filled request. Come on, it is the absolute least you can do to show you appreciate the work. And, if you sent the request on anon and are too shy to like or reblog, lest they see the username and make the connection? Maybe pop back on anon and shoot them a thank you.
  11. Be patient. Helpers are people too. And people have things that occupy time in their lives - jobs, school, family, relationships, friends, health issues, other hobbies, pets to care for, books to read, shows to watch, meals to cook, events to attend, naps to take. Asking for a request to be filled quickly or demanding to know why something is taking so long is going to do nothing but get on a helper’s nerves.
part 1 of: i love this fandom and you guys make me emotional

Everyone is being so sweet and adorable and emotional today and I just felt like I should add my valentine’s sugar to it too. 

I got this blog almost two years ago, not coincidentally when I moved to Texas with just my boyfriend, from Florida from where I had spent my entire life in. I was very alone and since I’m not the coolest of cats, making friends has been…extremely difficult lol.

But getting this blog, and joining this fandom, I’ve really found myself looking forward to come home and see who’s posting on the dash, see who’s chosen to grace me with their follow, or who’s left me a tumblr message (remember, before the IM system haha).

@sinuyasha and @inukag were the first people to welcome me and reblog my writing and just became my overall points of contact for anything fandom related. I felt accepted and wanted and this was the only corner of the entire internet I could really call home. I can’t thank them enough for always being genuine and kind and beautifully forgiving ladies. On top of the fact they’re funny and gorgeous so I really lucked out befriending them. I owe my entire blog to them, and my activity, and my heart.

Later on I’d come to meet my squad, @kristicles @thequeenwillruletheboard @narkik @mirsan and @ohstarfire, and grow an overwhelmingly wonderful bond. I mean dudes, we went to Disney AND Universal Studios together. I’m pretty much married to them. (Which does mean you guys have to give me half your shit in case of divorce). I’m keeping it short for ya’ll cause I don’t care about you at all (I would set fire to myself if you thought for one second that was true). You are my people. You are my shots of whiskey in the dark. 

To the fandom:

I really would have never expected to feel love radiating from some of you towards me. I feel in my heart I don’t even deserve it. I have done nothing (or everything wrong). And you guys posting your fics and your art, and your edits, and all you’re LOVE and you’re FRIENDSHIP, it holds no value because it is PRICELESS. But I feel it towards all of you. I get it. It’s weird it’s unheard of maybe for a small anime fandom, but I FEEL IT. I love you guys. I would never want a single one of you to leave, or if you do have to leave, just please stay in touch. Please keep updating your fanfiction.nets, please keep updating your artwork online when finished, I just…

If you’ve been in this fandom for the past year, you get it. And it almost feels like we’ve all collectively been through some drama here and there together. I’ve made mistakes, I regret getting involved in things all the time, but I appreciate every single one of you who hasn’t deleted me from their life. I appreciate how I can still turn around and count on you guys to be there for me. And I will always be there for you. I love that after a giant cloud of darkness shrouded us, freaking @inuyashapositivity pops up like a ray of sunshine. We are an amazing incredible wonderful fandom and we are loud and vibrant and beautiful. 

@onikik, @little-known-artist @wreathoflaurels, @arnavsinghraizada, @gobodosama, @artistefish @meselfandwhy, @inuijiness @starzki@scribefigaro @smilebomber @kaze-ranna @412rebelled @hanmajoerin @ashcanvas (SHHHH…ASHLEY I DIDN’T JUST ADD YOU THIS MORNING BECAUSE I HAD A BRAIN FART LAST NIGHT…ILY) you guys have seen me at my worst and for some inexpiable reason you’re still my friends and I respect and admire you so so much. I really can’t put into words properly, but my respect for you is something that can and will never vanish. I consider you guys a huge reason why I enjoy the Inuyasha fandom as much as I do. I’m comfortable around you guys and I hope you feel the same way around me. I love you guys, and I would do anything for you. I’d end someone’s life for you. I’d jump into battle for you. I’d throw all my money at your face if I knew it would make you happy. Thank you for being my friends. Really. You are my inner-circle, and without you, I am just a square. 

I’ve met some new people in the past year, who maybe I don’t talk to but I feel like I’ve gotten to know more simply through the small interactions we have, and whom I’m so so so happy joined tumblr to grace us with their content, their presence, and their overall humor and love and joy. 

@grapefruitwannabe, I remember I was in a stream with you and someone was urging you to post your sketches and you were reluctant about it, and god now look at you. Your art is incredible. It’s unique, it has a style, it has movement. You give a tremendous amount to the fandom and you never ask for anything in return. You are so nice too? You know how rare it is to find kind people who are just the sweetest creatures ever? You are a precious cupcake too good for this earth, and we so blessed to have you. 

@sess-kik I knew from the moment you made the taylor swift/kanye west meme, that I regretted not being considered one of your friends. You are fucking oustanding. You are hilarious. You make my ribs hurt. You are like a baby beyonce. I mean that. Picture yourself as beyonce’s’ child because that’s how I view you. 

@justafewsmallsteps you know what’s crazy is that I followed and admired you from afar for so so so long. I am a huge fan. I mean. HUGE. I mean, ridiculously huge. I mean I may have printed out your art and have it stored in my cabinet so I can look at sometimes because I was that (maybe i still am idk) obsessed with your work, and to find out you are a shining ball of sunlight and positivity and love and friendliness. You know…what that feels like ? It’s like meeting a Disney Princess in real life. 

@coquinespike HAHA LOOK SOMEONE TAGGED YOU AGAIN. I’M SORRY. Listen I actually always see you in my notes. I always read your tags cause they’re fucking hilarious. Your comments on things are A+. I don’t know why I didn’t start following you sooner. I am an idiot, what else is new. Cheers to the future.

@keichanz what took you so long to join tumblr, i keep asking myself this question. EVERYONE KNOWS THE KEIZ FROM FF.NET. You are always supporting InuKag and the fandom and there’s a lot of bloggers that I know would not be the same without your presence. I see names all the time that were just quiet little daisies, and you watered those plants and now look at them. You’ve inspired so many people, and you are always just so generous and so loving. Thank you for writing, thank you for participating in events, thank you for being the oil in the inukag gears. Quite literally. 

@lovely-taijiya GABY. DID YOU KNOW THAT I THINK ABOUT YOU ALMOST EVERY DAY. Okay well. Now you do. I get so happy when I see your art on my dash. I get full of butterflies and good feelings. If you were around I would hug you constantly and hold you close to my heart, because you deserve unnerving amounts of love. 

@kag-san you are a gift granted to us by the gods. you are an angel. you are a walking living breathing version of the virgin mary and I would weep at your feet if i could because I think you deserve everything in life and more. Trust me when I say the people who ship things, make me ship things harder. And this candle for KagSan is now a torch and it’s setting my house on fire but I couldn’t be happier. 

@piggy-in-pink you are like Sesshomaru. And by that I mean you are silent and we may cross paths and look at each other and I would be totally fine with you killing me because I admire you just that much. But no honestly, you are wise and clever and I love your work and your existence a lot. Thanks for never changing your url also, it makes life so much easier. (TAKE NOTES PEOPLE)

@mmhinman I remember the first time I went to your blog. You submitted a bunch of wonderful art for InuKag week late, and it blew my mind. I couldn’t believe someone would submit SO LATE but also have it be SO QUALITY. Haha. Your art brings me life, and I can’t thank my lucky stars enough that fate pushed you my way and onto my dash. Thank you thank you thank you. 

@macabre-and-cheese you know that really cool girl in the lunch room who sits with her posse, and is immensely more awesome than you and dates all the attractive people, and knows all the cool songs and she could say “frosty” once and it becomes a meme catchphrase, okay yeah, you know that person? that’s you. on my dash. that’s you. I’m always like “if i reblog this onto my personal, my personal blog gets that much cooler” and I think I have 80 followers on my personal blog now and I owe that all to your and your coolness i swear to god I do. 

@kago-make-dean-some-pie YOUR URL IS SO LONG. EXPLAIN IT TO ME. I love that I’ve gotten to know you better and your AMVs are the bomb dot com. You are so willing to make others feel amazing and wonderful and I hope you feel that way every single day of your life. You are so down to earth and I love you very much.

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Daddy’s Shirt

Characters: Daddy!Sam, Megan (Sam’s little girl), and Uncle Dean
Words: 974
Requested by Anonymous:  Can I please get a daddy!sam x young!daughter (preschool age) imagine where he goes out on a small solo hunt and comes home to find her asleep, wrapped up in one of his shirts, having been crying, and just lays down and holds her? 

A/N: I did change up the request some. Hope you still like it.

Sam’s Point Of View 

           Megan pouted slightly when she saw me put my bag down by the door of the bunker. She knew what that meant. It meant me and her Uncle Dean were going to go on a hunt. And no one knew when we would be back.

           I hated leaving Megan. She was only four, but she had watched me leave many times; and had seen me return with injuries far too many times.

           “You have to go?” Megan asked sadly.

           I nodded, kneeling in front of her, “Daddy has to go. But he’ll be back before you know it. And you always have a good time when Gabriel watches you.”

           She sighed dramatically, “But Daddy, he’s not you.”

           I felt a surge of guilt, “I know, Baby,” I said.

           “You’ll save lots of people?”

           “I’m gonna try,” I nodded, “And then I’ll come home and we can have picnics and tea parties.”

           She smiled, “Okay, Daddy.”

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Time~ Seth Rollins Imagine

Originally posted by stellarollins

Note : I just found this in my laptop. Thought I share, this was written long ago. if I didn’t tag you, I’m sorry I know I am forgetting people.

@laochbaineann @oreillyskyle @imnoaingeal @wwesmutdonedirtcheap @wildandfreepinkv0dka @wwefangirl69 @theelitevillian @baleesi @wrestlingnoob @imnobodiesbitch @ilovesamizaynn @helluvawriter

“ Is that who I think it is?” I turned my head seeing my Samoan Superman friend standing there. “ Ro” my face beamed seeing him. “ It’s really is you, cupcake, how you been?” He embraced me into a hug.

 " Been okay, sorry about your lost yesterday" He shrugged sighing, “ You’ll get your moment, I promise you” He nodded smiling at me. “ I’ve missed you little one” I punched his chest playfully. 

“ How many time do I have to tell you, I am not little just fun sized” He laughed throwing his head. “ Well Well Well if it isn’t Noelle Elizabeth Jackson” I smiled hearing Jon’s voice.

 " Well if it isn’t Jonathan Good, himself" He smirked before grabbing me raising me up. “ Did you get shorter or did you get smaller?” “ Ha, Ha, great jokes” “ Wait, are you sure your ready to see him again?” By him they meant Colby. Sighing, nodding my head grabbing my bags. 

“ Let me help you with those” Jon said grabbing one while Joe grabbed the other one. “ Aren’t you quite a pair of gentlemen” They walked me to the Diva’s locker room. “ Wait till they see you” I looked at the two confused. “ The girls have been dying to see you since you left” “ Oh boy” “ Thanks boys, see you later?” They nodded kissing both my cheeks before leaving. I unlocked the door , the girls stopped talking as they had their eye on me. “ Noelle! ” Elle" “ Jackson!” “ N!” the girls screamed as they saw me. Opening my arms for them, smiling wide, “ I am home” They all raced to me hugging me. I laughed feeling the love from them.

 Pulling away Saraya was the first to speak, “ Look at you, I can’t believe your actually here” Chuckling I nodded, “ Here I am. All cleared to wrestle” “ I am so happy to see ya” Becky clapped her hands as she beamed. “ Hi to you Becca ( Becky’s real name is Rebecca) ” Same old Elle"  Brie said eyeing me up and down. “ Something wrong with that?” “ Nope good to have you back”

Everyone was so happy to see me back, well mostly everyone. I haven’t seen Colby yet, I don’t plan to. I hope not. Seeing him wasn’t going to be that great. I can’t see him yet. It’s too soon. Call me crazy, it’s been a couple of months but I can’t. I won’t let him see what he’s done to me. I hope tonight would go smoothly. Tonight I didn’t have a match, although I would be caught backstage, a surprise for the fans and for Colby probably.

 I heard Colby had a match with Brock because last night he pinned Joe not Brock and that wasn’t right to walrus ( Paul Heyman). Pacing down the hall, I turned around to see him. Why now? Why not never? I refused to look him in eye. “ Lizzy…” He said shocked holding the title on his shoulder. I stared at him, feet not moving. He came up a step closer, I stepped back making sure he didn’t touch me. “ It’s good to see you back” I blinked not responding anything to him. How dare he come and see me? “ I heard from the girls you were back. I wanted to see for myself it was true. Your here” He smiled. I turned my back to him, it hurt way to much to see him right now. “ Noelle, talk to me” I didn’t have anything to say to him.

 Tears brimmed my eyes, I didn’t want to see him cry. He never did see me cry. “ Hey” He touched my arm but I took it out his grasp. I needed to walk away from him and that’s what I did.

 I left him standing there in the hallway. Rounding the corner, I put my back against the wall looking up at the ceiling as tears ran down my cheeks. 

Sniffing, wiping my tears away, just then someone stopped in front of me. “ Cupcake?” Raising my head, Joe was looking at me with worry. “ What happened?” “ C-colby” “ What did that son of a cake do?” I let out a small smile at the “cake” before he embraced me in his arms. 

 " You saw him didn’t you?“ I nodded in his chest. ” Who told him?“ ” Th-he g-girls" He sighed before wrapping him arm around me as he let me down the hall. Standing by the corner was Colby as he heard Noelle cry and Joe comfort her. Hitting his head on the wall, he sighed. He wished he had Noelle back. He missed her more than anything but he had to go and break her heart.

 He had a title match with the beast, Noelle was put to the back of  his mind as he walked away heading to the curtain adjusting his title on his shoulder.


summary: The one and only time Dan had ever looked up what was wrong with him, when he read the words ’anorexia nervosa’ he’d closed out of his browser window in less than a second, wiped his search history and left his computer off for two days. He didn’t have an eating disorder. He’s always been told that eating disorders are for skeletal runway models that puke up their lunches, and there’s no way that chubby, lazy Dan Howell could ever have an eating disorder.

Dan starts running earlier in the mornings and there’s a different barista at his favorite coffee shop who turns out to be exactly what he needs.

genre: angsty, hurt/comfort

words: 3,750 (that is so nice and even frick  yea)

warnings: eating disorder (includes disordered thoughts/behaviors/ect, mentions calories and restricting/starving/bingeing), general self hating, self harm (scratching) mentioned a few times but not depicted in much detail, swearing??

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