im sure he stayed at home

GOT7 As Roommates

So I was reminded of the one I did for BTS (which you could find here) and I thought this would be a cute thing to do <3

(gif credits to the original owners)


Originally posted by magiccastles

(hot ass)

  • he strikes me as a dad type
  • like he’ll be kinda protective of you, making sure you don’t stay out too late and come home at the right time.
  • he’ll say that it’s to keep a watch on you but he lowkey misses you.
  • typical dad always ends up falling asleep on the sofa.
  • so you always have to shake him to get him to actually go to bed.
  • you’ll feel really awkward when you accidentally call him dad bc he basically is
  • “is this a new fetish or something?”
    “shut up im jaebum”
  • also just another gross male that you have to deal with.
  • “leader of got7 or president of the US i don’t care, just wash the dishes”
  • people often mistake him for your boyfriend bc you guys are weirdly comfortable around him.
  • he’ll probably just walk around half naked with no shame
  • you’ll just throw his dirty laundry to get him to put clothes on.
  • does get a lil’ awkward if you’re ever upset.
  • will shyly admit he ordered take out to cheer you up and you chill for the rest of the evening.
  • he’ll get quite angry if someone has upset you or work is giving you a hard time but won’t show it.
  • since he’s a dad for thot7 as well, just expect the guys to often be over.
  • reliable dad friend roommate beom ™
  • you always make him cringe or make fun (in a friendly way okay)
  • you’ll be over sitting in a weird position on the sofa you’ll just be like “the a teaser, amirite” and poor boy would die of cringe.
  • with that weird dinosaur laugh he has

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shit that happened at hamilton according to angie

act one

• everyone clapped for SO LONG when anthony enters like damn
• brandon SLAYED as burr tonight
• anthony had SO MUCH ENERGY like SHIT SON this boy was TURNT
• i didn’t know just how uninterested burr is during my shot he liTERALLY READS A BOOK IN THE CORNER BAHAHAHAHAHAH
• thayne has a booty???
• my shot choreography is LIT AF
• there’s a cool transition between my shot and story of tonight and i really appreciate it
• okay WOW i understand why everyone ships lams so much now
• john and alex totally fucked that night and no one can convince me otherwise like even later during farmer refuted john be walkin funny boi got laaaaaaid
• wERK
• at first when peggy enters she looks excited then she realize where she is and imMEDIATELY LOOKS SO DONE BAHAHAHAHAHAH
• eliza is literally just dragging peggy behind her the whole time wtf
• eVeRyOnE??? is here during this song i did NOT expect that
• LITERALLY poor sam tho he came out to have a good time and got so attacked rn
• the rest of the hamilsquad has to distract burr so he can’t stop alex and i LOVE THAT DETAIL
• the choreography for you’ll be back is not what i expected AT ALL and it’s EVEN BETTER
• rip ensemble member
• hErE cOmEs ThE gEnErAl
• the liGHTING HERE DAMN (reprise)
• “close the door on ur way out” OHHHHHHHH
• alternatively: “close the door on ur way out” “we’re in a tent sir”
• that end choreography looks hard damn
• the lanterns are cool
• flower girl hercules mulligan is my spirit animal
• what if #2830404827: what if hamilton was a harem anime
• hAH
• salty unrequited romance song (feat. sisterly bonds and shit)
• the “you are the worst burr” line is even funnier live bAHAHAHAHAHAH
• why do i feel like theodosia isn’t real like that story is pretty fishy to me i mean a pretty girl?? married to a British officer?? who we never see ever?? *puts on skepticals*
• wAIT FOR IT (that cheeseburger i ordered an hour ago, where the fuck is it??)
• wait for it is such a small number live AS IT SHOULD BE IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE
• everyone hates that guy vol. 1
• counting to ten with increasing energy and homoeroticism ™
• the sexual tension between john and charles in this is fucking INSANE
• of course john shoots him he’s fucking amazing
• daddy issues vol.1
• sOn
• dOnT cAlL mE sOn
• eliza sings about support and that’s about it
• agsgdhshagsfadagshdgLAFAYETTE
• jk I can rap the whole thing
• bish u thot
• wait at least think about the letter you sending first tho
• i think you misspelled “right” dude
• daddy issues resolved song
• history has its eyeeeeeees ooooon-wait we have to fight a war fuck
• lets go win ourselves a war bitches
• monsieur hamilton MONSIEUR L A F A Y E T T E
• heh
• everyone claps at the end of the dance sequence AS THEY SHOULD
• that’s a big ass flag u sure that’s a handkerchief lafayette?
• dId YoU mIsS mE vol.1
• when he says “im so blue” he stamps his foot and the spotlight he’s in changes from red to blue bAHAHAHAHAH
• “bye felicia” - king george III
• dear theodoge what 2 say 2 u
• uH OH
• J O H N
• having to watch the rest of the hamilsquad reading the letter in the back does NOT MAKE ME FEEL ANY BETTER
• [through tears from last song] a-a…after the war i went back to n-new york
• this whole songs choreography is just WOWOWOWOWOWOWOOWWOOW



act two

• oh damn the slaves are here
• S A L L Y H E M I N G S I S H E R E
• thomas we are engaged.

• what
• seth is having WAYYYYYYY too much fun
• gonna just prance around here
• cabinet audience is unamused
• i love that tjeffs is totally chill until alex insults mads and he immediately just is like NO ONE INSULTS MY BOYFRIEND
• exCUSE ME?!?????
• “that’s an order from your comman-i mean president”
• oh please angelica your comma flirting is nothing compared to the shit alex and john exchanged
• my love interests are either upstate or dead therefore i shall have an affair and immediately regret it
• i like the lampposts they look nice
• alex still looks shook from his affair at the beginning of room where it happens lmao
• burr does some shit vol.1
• “daddys gonna find out any minute” [velociraptor screeching in background] “… sure he already knows”
• ….france
• salt squad unite
• daddy issues vol.2
• im sorry but fucking what
• shut up and have a drink
• dId YoU mIsS mE vol.2
• they all enter one by one and you can just see alex get more and more stressed out with each one that comes in
• [is lowkey salty about congratulations not existing]
• the song sounds so serious on the album but the choreography makes it SO FUNNY HAHAHAHAHAHAH
• oh no • OH NO • O H N O
• [DIES]
wait there’s an election fuck
• O H N O

Got7 Reaction: You not being able to spend time with them because of work

||| @kpopgrrl09 asked: Can I request GOT7 reacting to you working all week and not being able to spend time with them |||

Jackson Wang

Originally posted by jiaerrs

Would become a child after a few days of not seeing you and would always ask you to explain yourself why exactly you can’t be with him right now.

“But Jagi, what about me?”

Choi Youngjae

Originally posted by jypnior

look at this precious bun

Would make sure you don’t stress about anything else and stay well rested. He would take care of the house and would greet you happily when you got back home.

Mark Tuan

Originally posted by j-miki

He would start pouting whenever you said you had to work late again and would probably call you a hundred times just to make sure if you’re not lying.

Park Jinyoung

Originally posted by jypnior

Even though he would be kind of annoyed, he understands that work is important to you. He would pick you up every evening from it just to see you.

JB/Im Jaebum

Originally posted by saranghaeyojw

He would be irritated. Not seeing you for a few days is not okay but a whole week?! Nope. Not happening. But by the end of the day he would have to deal with it.


Originally posted by tanjhent

Knowing you won’t be spending time with him, he would try to keep you to himself for as long as he could when you were home. You would have a hard time getting out of his grasp every morning.

Kim Yugyeom

Originally posted by sunraysandmatcha

Not being able to see you, he would catch himself thinking about you even more than he usually does, getting distracted from his own work in the process.

Dating Bucky Barnes would include

- meeting through Steve
- for a while the dates were arranged by Steve, since Bucky still wasnt sure a relationship is what he needed.
- he would always show up with flowers
- he finally kissed you on the fifth date, when he realized you were growing on him
- pda isn’t his thing, but when he is around his friends or people he is comfortable with he would be constantly touching you
- holding hands, his thumb sliding over your hand slowly
- being best friends with Steve
- he prefers to stay home and cook over diners and restaurants
- being a mess when he goes on missions
- “im not kidding Rogers if he doesnt make it home you shouldnt either”
- Steve always makes sure Bucky makes it home with minimal damage
- Bucky always hugs you from behind, wrapping an arm around your waist and using the other to tilt your chin back to kiss you
- seriously like Steve is in Bucky’s apartment more than his own
- holding him close when he wakes up from a nightmare
- some nights he would rather sit by himself in the living room and watch the city lights while calming down
- falling asleep in his arms, almost on top of him when you’ve both had a bad day
- being called baby girl, doll and sometimes baby doll
- when you were in bed, Bucky would start saying sweet nothings in Russian
-he calls you “solnyshko” which means small sun
- he would do it in public just to see you blush
- when Natasha or Wanda were around they would either coo or smile and cover their faces
- asking, no demanding, he teach you Russian so you can finally understand him
- he refuses, claiming it just wouldnt be the same
- so you go to Wanda and Natasha who gladly teach you Russian
- hugging Bucky from behind while he is cooking and calling him “zvezda moya” (my star)
- Natasha is like a big sister
- Nat telling you how Bucky was when she met him
- Clint is constantly teasing Bucky, sometimes you would join in.

imagine iris forcing herself to get up and go to work everyday for the month after barry disappears? imagine joe and wally and everybody asking her is she alright and her replying ‘yeah sure don’t worry’ not knowing that everyday after work she goes to star labs makes her way through all the debris to the time vault to see if barry disappearing is still the article she writes, while it may hurt to know he’ll disappear again, it also gives her hope because as long as he’s on that newspaper she knows he’ll come back home to her eventually.


Description: You were just a girl consumed by wanderlust. Lin was just a boy determined not to lose you.

Word Count: 1108(short and shitty, just like me)

Note: I made this for a six-months-away-from-your-birthday birthday present for Taylor

Tags: @secretschuylersister

You were just a girl consumed by wanderlust.

You could never stay grounded or comfortable in one place. As you would settle in one, you would feel a calling in you, deep down in your stomach, that screamed out that there were new places; this time, places far away from anywhere you had been were screaming out for you. As if possessed by a wayward spirit, you left behind everything.

This time, you not only changed your location, you changed everything. You cut your hair, shearing it and letting your curls go wild and wind blown. You stopped wearing any makeup, and didn’t stay in one place for too long.

This time, you could never settle. You were always moving, and nothing was ever the same– well, one thing was.

You had been unable to change your phone number, too afraid to truly lose the love of your life. Lin was a constant, and you always updated him on where you were; postcards, letters, phone calls, texts. Anything and everything to make him feel less alone.

You had been in Australia for a while, spending time on the beaches, strolling through the Australia Zoo, and trying to get used to the differing hours when compared to the last place you’d been.

You were woken up at almost four in the morning, you phone ringing off the hook. You were considering not picking up and going back to sleep, until you saw Lin’s face pop up along with his number. You picked up instantly.

“Hello, love. How are you,” You said, trying to hide the exhaustion in your voice.

“Please come home,” he said almost immediately, barely giving you time to finish your greeting. “It’s just, Im miss you, and it ain’t home w-without you her.”

“Lin, are you drunk?” You sat up, prepared to call one of your friends in the city to watch him and make sure he stayed out of trouble.

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation, and you froze.

“Why are you drunk, love?” He almost never did this, never getting drunk and making phone calls like this without hesitation.

“Because it’s been a year,” he slurred, and ice spread slowly through your veins. Had it really been a year since you left? It felt like it had been only weeks, but you had truly spent a whole 365 days without getting held by and holding Lin in your arms.

“I’m sorry love, but-”

He cut you off, “I would offer to come to wherever you are, but I don’t know where you are right now. But if I did, we could watch The Shining mini-series together. We don’t even have to spoon! I-if we get comfortable, we can,” there was a long pause, “there are parts that are scary. But, we can-we can watch the miniseries.” He paused again, and you heard him audibly gulp, as if he was taking another drink of some sort of alcohol, “I’ll have the book, in hand. I have the old, first print edition,” he slurred out, and started to cry quietly.

“Don’t cry, love,” you whispered into the phone. You weren’t able to handle it. You were the reason he was drunk, the reason he was crying, the reason he sounded so heartbroken.

“I-I just miss you, so, so, so much.”

“I know, love,” you replied, trying to steel your nerves, “but I need you to call someone to pick you up, take you home, and watch you to make sure you’re alright.”

“I am home,” he spat, “and I’m on the phone with you.”

“You need someone to be with you in person. Call Oak, or Daveed. They can watch you.”

“Daveed, is off fucking some girl, and Oak is off trying to fuck some girl,” he replied, “and I just want to be with you.”

You closed your eyes, squeezing them shut, trying to keep tears from falling down your face. “I know, love, I know,” you took a deep breath, “just promise me that you’ll call someone. Try Anthony, or even Jasmine.”

“Anthony and Jasmine are-”

“Don’t say that they’re fucking each other,” you snapped. “Lin-Manuel, I don’t care who’s fucking who right now, I want you to call someone that isn’t me, and tell them you’re drunk. Or I will.”

“Fiiiiiine,” he drawled after a moment, “but, I still wanna see you.”

“I know, love.” You said your goodbyes, and hung up the phone. You collapsed back onto the pillows, burying your face in your hands. You stayed up the rest of the night, making a rock solid plan and booking flights.

When your plane touched down in New York, all the nervousness fluttered back into your mind like migrating butterflies, and you subconsciously bit at you lip, feeling it split open.

It was late, stars dotting the sky like pinholes in a black cloth, and you walked out of the airport alone, toting a bag. You hailed a taxi, jumping in, and feeling knotted up with apprehension, the butterflies refusing to leave you.

You knew Lin’s regular hangover routine, and by now he would be passed out all over again after a day of moping about and having a twelve hour headache.

You didn’t even bother knocking on the door to his apartment, choosing instead to grab the spare key from underneath of the mat and sneaking quietly into the apartment.

You were scared out of your skin when someone practically jumped you, pulling you into their arms and pressing you flush against their chest, murmuring into your hair that they couldn’t believe you were home.

“I’m here, love. I’m home,” you said, as Lin kissed your forehead after pulling away. “God, I missed you,” you breathed out, pulling him in for a kiss.

Soon enough, he had you pressed against the wall, his arms boxing you in, his mouth devouring yours. He was suddenly kissing you cheek, jaw, neck, shoulder. He pulled your shirt off, and you pulled off his, and you were being pulled into Lin’s bedroom, and everything was perfect.

“I missed you, so much,” he breathed out as he traced nonsense patterns along your bare side, kissing the top of your head.

“So did I.”

“Are you going to leave me again,” he asked, and you shook your head.

“If I ever feel like I need to, I’ll tote you along with me, or I’ll only be gone for a week. No more than that,” you promised, and Lin nodded.

“So,” you began, looking up at him, “do you wanna get to watching that miniseries you mentioned yesterday?”

“Absolutely,” he said, dropping a quick kiss on your forehead.

For the sake of love || Jack Maynard Imagine

Requested? Yes – 110 for Jack? Thanks!
                               Could you do 110 and 112 for Jack please?

o   PROMPTS:  

·110. “Quit stalling. Where’s your father?”

·112. “Is he coming home?”

[[just wanted to say im sorry for disappearing for couple days. school just started and my school doesn't let us have a breather. but im super excited for the next few imagines and i promise i’ll try to stay consistent]]

The voice of your boyfriend Jack boomed through your bedroom wall.

“Y/N?” he says whilst walking in, “I need to grab a few things from the store if that’s alright.” He asked, taking his phone off the charger and putting it in his pocket.

“Sure! You better not take 5 hours in the store; I’m excited to meet your family! Especially your dad.” You smiled, tying your hair up into a pony tail as you turned to Jack, nodding to say you were ready.

You and Jack walked out, heading towards his car as he drove you both to the grocery store on your way. The reality was that all Jack really needed was some bread, and he knew he could easily get that after they finish their visit. But Jack wanted every excuse to take up time to come up with an even better excuse to not go to his parents’ house.

You and Jack went down to the grocery store, you wandered around, decided to grab a little car ride snack, Jack on the other hand, tried to lose himself from you.

You wondered around the store trying to find your blond headed boyfriend, rolling your eyes as you spotted him silently staring at rows of bread packets.

“Jack?” you asked as he snapped out of his trance.

“Yes, Y/N?” he smiled your way, grabbing some bread and walking into another isle.

“The checkout is that way.” You stated. He nodded, indicated that he heard but wasn’t really listening. “To be honest, I don’t want to arrive at your parent’s house with a bag of bread and bags under our eyes at 3am, Jack.” You softly laughed, “do you want to hurry it up or..?”

“Yeah, yeah. Of course.” Jack nodded, walking slowly to the checkout as you both finally made your way back to the car.

At the beginning, the drive was silent; the only noise being made was from Jack tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

You knew something was bothering him, from the slow pace he was going at today to the trances he kept falling into.

“Jack, I’m the one meeting your parents. If anything, I should be more afraid, so why are you so on edge?” he asked, trying to lighten the mood with a soft joke.

Jack just shrugged his shoulders, continuing his driving as he changed the topic, conversing about things other than meeting his parents.

As you pulled up to his parents’ house Jack finally spoke up. “I may have lied about my parents being home.”

“What? We drove all this way just so I could meet your garden plants then?” Jack laughed at your statement before turning to face you.

“You ready?” He simply asked, getting out of the car and grabbing both your bags.

You followed him towards the front door as his mother greeted him with a smile. “Hello Jack, I’ve missed you darling!” she smiled brightly, giving her son a hug before adverting her eyes to you. “You must be the lovely Y/N.” she brought you into a hug before welcoming you in.

“I’m finishing up dinner. By the time you and Jack unpack, it should be ready. Jack show her up.” Jacks mother smiled once more, moving away towards the kitchen.

As Jack took you to the room you’d both be staying for the night, you decided to break your silence. “And your father?” You vaguely asked, hoping Jack understood your question.

“He sleeps in the room with my mother of course. This is our room Y/N.” Jack joked, unpacking his bag.

“Quit stalling. Where’s your father?” As much as you loved a bit of banter with Jack, you were excited to meet BOTH his parents, and yet Jacks father wasn’t present.

“He’s off doing work crap. I knew he’d be busy this week, that’s why I insisted we visit my parents this week.”

You were still slightly confused, “is he coming home?” Jack nodded back.

“In around 2 days or so, he’ll be back.”

“Then we will wait 2 days. Why didn’t you want me to meet him?” You always heard Jack and Conor talk about their father; he seemed to be a genuine, kind and funny guy. So you couldn’t think of a reason Jack wouldn’t want you meeting him.

“It’s just that, almost every girl I’ve brought home didn’t get along with my dad. And I care about you more than anything. I really don’t want to see two people I love not like each other.” Jack gently stated. You smiled and walked towards him, taking his hands into yours.

“You said it yourself, you love me and you love your father. So, for everyone’s sake, I’m going to like him because you do, and I have hope that he’ll like me too, especially if it’s for you.” You soothingly said, as he smiled your way, bringing you into a hug.

“I love you; I don’t know why I was afraid. Now let’s go done and eat what my mums made.”

You nodded with a grin. “I agree, it smells amazing.”

anonymous asked:

“You’re hair is so soft” with Guzma?

im actually gonna post fluff for once lmao


You weren’t sure how you ended up with Guzma staying at your place, but you couldn’t say you minded. After the fall of Team Skull, the police had taken back his mansion and forced him out due to he and the other resident’s criminal action. While you couldn’t say the police were wrong (they did cause a bit of chaos, and try to steal pokemon) you felt like it was cruel to take away his home like that. Seeing as you were dating, it was only natural to offer him your place to recuperate for a little bit. He was closer to Hala’s place this way, too, so it all worked out. Despite the state you always his hideout in, he was a pretty clean person. In fact, he made a pretty good roommate, as long as you didn’t mind him falling asleep in random places sometimes.

You’d just gotten home from working at the tourist center to see Guzma asleep on the couch, his pose as if he had just fallen over and passed out. You doubt he was comfortable like that, so you tried your best to shift him over so he was lying down. Thank god he was such a heavy sleeper, or else this would be so much more difficult.

When you were finished, you fished around your living room for a blanket, many of them not long enough to cover his tall body entirely. In the end, you opted to just cover him in multiple blankets to make up for the length problems. 

You smiled, looking at your work. He looked so comfy.

You bent down to quick tousle his hair, planning to go to your room afterward, but something stopped you.

His hair was so fucking soft.

Thrilled, you found yourself playing with his hair, working it through your hands as if it were a sensory toy. How come you were just finding out now his hair was so luxurious? What did he put in it? It usually looked so messy…

“Uh, what are you doing to my head?”


You jumped back a little, shocked. “Ah! Sorry! I just saw you were asleep and I…couldn’t help myself?”

He huffed, sitting up a bit. “What do ya mean by that?”

“Well I was just going to leave you alone, but I found out you’re hair is so soft and I just kind of went to town.”

He let a little smirk slip, amused. “I get it. Don’t tell me you messed it up, though.”

“It was already pretty messy to begin with. You had bedhead.”

“Hmph. If you say so.” He replied, shrugging. You sat down next to him, turning on the TV and covering yourself with a blanket.

“I didn’t mind it.”


“I said I didn’t mind it.” He repeated, looking a bit red, “You could do it again if ya wanted.”

You let a small laugh bubble at your lips, knowing he was just a bit too stubborn to admit he actually really liked it. You guided him back into a lying position so his head was just near your lap, and threaded your fingers into his scalp again. It was satisfying how he relaxed under your touch, knowing that he wouldn’t allow a lot of people to do this to him. In no time, he was back asleep, a content look on his face. 
Maybe you wouldn’t mind if he decided to move in permanently.

anonymous asked:

First off, holy heckle you two smol but tol beans are gr8. Second, how would the RFA's reactions to MC being a politician be?

A/N: why thank you (⁄ ⁄^⁄ᗨ⁄^⁄ ⁄) ive never been called smol but tol, this is a first i dont know how to react aaaa ^^;; (ALSO IM VERY BAD AT THE WHOLE POLITICAL THING I DIDN’T PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS I WAS IN THE BACK MAKING SMART-ASS REMARKS SO I WENT WITH GENERAL STUFF IM SORRY)  ~Admin 404


           -You work in the government??


           - just because we work in the government together doesnt mean we all know each other

           -He’s actually really excited for you?? Like, you know what you’re doing?

           -You inspire him!!! He works really hard in school from now on!!

           -Just wants to be as successful as you, but in his own way!

           -All the attention you get (and that he gets from association) is amazing, he lowkey loves it

           -He does get a little shy every now and then, though

           -But that doesn’t stop him from being extremely proud of all the hard work you do!!!

           -He’s always there and read for cuddles if you’re ever stressed out!!!! He will cuddle all the stress away!!!


           -People in authoritarian positions make him kind of wary

           -So when he found out that you held an office in the government

           -He was a little…. well, he had mixed emotions

           -So proud that you worked really hard for what you wanted!!!!

           -But also! Oh my god why are you in such a position!!!! Please don’t get authoritarian with him!!!!!

           - okay but i wont zen, why would you assume i would

           -He’s VERY worried for you because? Holding office is dangerous??

           -There are some PSYCHOS out there MC!!!!

           -He may be a successful actor but the amount of media coverage the two of you get is insane!! He never expected it!!! But he adjusts almost immediately

           -Overall he’s so supportive???? He tells his fans about you and what you stand for all the time, it’s almost as if the two of you share a fan base




           -She’s!!! So!!!!! Proud!!!!

           -She’s also kind of lowkey jealous that you worked really hard and got to such a powerful position

           -Never wanted to see someone succeed as much as you!!

           -She might dislike being Jumin’s assistant but….hey… if YOU ever want one let her know because yeS MC, YES

           -Because she works with Jumin, she’s alright with all the media. Some days though, it gets to her and you have to assure her that it’s all okay <3

           -Always ready with a cup of coffee at the end of the day

           -Can sit for hours listening to your day, how you felt about certain topics, what you all are working on

           -She just really loves you and that you love what you do. She couldn’t imagine what you’d be like if you didn’t do what you loved!!!


           -You… you what

           -500% ALWAYS BEHIND YOU



           -Seriously, being the head of a business is difficult some days, he can’t imagine working in government

           -Though he has…thought about it

           - can y'all imagine jumin in the government omfg itd be almost like….no change

           -He’s extremely used to the media coverage, there’s no problem there, it’s okay MC

           -Stressful day at work? He’s bringing you Elizabeth

           -If you need help going through some paper work, he’ll get jaehee to do it help you sort it out!! He knows what he’s doing, it’s okay MC



           -MC, BABY, NO

           -His father is also a politician and it scARES HIM



           -He hacks into CCTV’s around your office as much as possible to make sure you’re okay

           -He also likes to hack into your laptop and send you cute little messages or stupid memes if he can sense that you’re stressed out

           -Completely stays away from the media that follows you. He can’t be in it, there’s no way

           -He does help you come up with new ideas to bring up in meetings, and helps you out with anything and everything when you’re too tired to keep your train of thought though

           -He’s proud that you’ve gotten as far as you have, he really admires your passion and will do!! Anything!!! his hacking powers!!! Can do!!! To help you!! You need to spread your campaign?? He’s got you <3





           -He thinks it’s absolutely amazing that you’re a politician

           -Since he knows you on a very personal level, he knows what you want to do and what you stand for!

           -You’re probably the one politician he is 100% behind

           -When you advertise your campaigns, it’s always aesthetically pleasing to the eye because he helps you with the design and it is just amazing

           - seriously if it looks pretty more people tend to look

           -He isn’t in the media when he’s with you as much because??? He’s behind the camera a lot of the time anyway

           -“Who said I was with MC? I have a camera, see? I’m with the paparazzi” “V get over here what are you doing”


           -I’m sorry MC, I must have misheard you

           -Did you say you were a politician?

           -Do you KNOW how DANGEROUS that is?

           -He’s always so worried for you

           -Knows that you’re one of the good guys because?? He knows you

           -Does not trust anyone else in the government so he kind of hovers over you when you get home

           -Just wants to make sure you’re okay!!!! Listens to any rant you have to relieve your stress

           -500% stays awAY FROM ANY MEDIA THAT SURROUNDS YOU

           -TOO MANY PEOPLE. NOT HAPPENING. NO. Not to mention??? He wants to stay away from his father??

           -Cannot imagine doing what you do. Loves your passion, loves how you just want to make the government better, and do what you can to please the people!! mc you’re the only politician he likes


It was just a normal day. The Markiplier Team had spent a long day at the office editing videos and had finally come to relax. After dinner, they all split off their seperate ways for the night. Ty and Eth ended up in the living room watching TV, cuddling on the couch.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Eth got up to answer it while Ty paused the show they were watching so Eth wouldn’t miss anything. Right after he heard the door open, Ty heard a sudden shout that had unmistakably come from his boyfriend, so he decided to head to the door to make sure everything was okay. When he got there, he realized what all the ruckus was about. Apparently G had decided to come to L.A. to surprise Ethan with a visit. He watched at his boyfriend hugged the man and instantly started rambling on and on about how surprised he was. G just stood there listening and occasionally laughing at Eth.
Ty couldn’t help but feel the slightest tinge of jealousy, but tried to brush it off since he knew what good friends the two men were. He decided to walk back to the living room and wait for Eth so they could finished watching the episode they were on. After what felt like forever, but was really only a few minutes, Eth and G finally walked into the living room, smiling and laughing like children. “Hey Eth, are we going to finish this episode?” Ty asked his boyfriend.
“Actually, G hasn’t eaten in a while since he was travelling, so we’re going out to eat. Wanna come with?” Eth offered. As much as Ty didn’t want to be around the two of them, he knew it would only feel worse if he knew they were alone. He reluctantly nodded and stood. They told Mark they were leaving before heading out, eventually just ending up at Denny’s.
When they were seated, G sat down first on one side of the booth. Ty expected Eth to sit on the inside other side so Ty could sit on the outside, but instead Eth sat next to G, leaving Ty alone on his side of the booth. Ty again felt a pang of jealousy but still tried to ignore it. However, his jealousy only got stronger as the meal progressed, as his boyfriend practically ignored him the whole time to talk to G. He had no choice but to sit there and listen to G and Eth talk abiut anything and everything while he just messed around on his phone, not even bothering to try joining the conversation. Not that it mattered, the two barely acknowledged Ty’s presence.
After G had finished eating, he got out his wallet to pay, but Eth insisted he wanted to pay for G’s meal. He said it was “repaying him for his surprise visit.” Upon hearing this, Ty couldn’t help but roll his eyes, his jealousy flaring even more. Eth paid for the meal and they headed home.
“Where are you staying G?” Eth asked once they had arrived back at Mark’s house.
“Nowhere yet. I figured I would rent a hotel room somewhere around here,” G answered.
“You should just stay here! Im sure Mark wouldn’t mind,” Ty heard his boyfriend offer enthusiastically.
“Nah, I’d rather had a bed to myself than be invade someone’s couch,” G said with a laugh.
“You could stay in my room, you want.” Upon hearing his boyfriends offer, Ty finally gave up on trying to be civil, walked out of the living room, and headed to his bedroom where he slammed the door shut and sat on his bed. It was barely a few seconds after he sat down when he heard his door open and close again.
“Ty?” He heard Eth say timidly. He didn’t respond, but Eth continued anyways. “What’s wrong Ty? Why are you mad at me?” Eth asked innocently. Ty couldn’t help the fact that his heart melted when Eth used his whiney voice, which made most of his anger go away.
“Nothing, just go back with G. I’m sure you have to set up your room so you two will be comfortable in there,” Ty said bitterly.
“What?” Eth asked dumbfounded. After a few seconds of silence, Eth asked, “Are you jealous of G?”
Ty stayed silent, not wanting to admit the obvious.
“Ty, c'mon, don’t be silly. You know G and I are just friends. You are my boyfriend and the only person  I ever want to say that about. I’m sorry I didn’t pay much attention to you tonight. It’s just that I haven’t seen G in a while and wanted to catch up. But you know that you’re the one I love, not him. And just for the record, I wasn’t planning on sharing a room with him  I was going to stay with you, you doof,” Eth reassured Ty before leaning over to kiss him. Ty kissed his boyfriend back, all thoughts of jealousy replaced with our love for his amazing blue boy.

Sorry if there’s a lot of typos I’m this! I had to type it all on my phone and I usually do fics on my laptop. I might go through and edit it tomorrow, but I hope you like it!

Hidden (Part 19)

There’s a bright figure in the distance in the shape of Jinyoung, but his face his blurry. He stands facing me as I squint to see clearer. There’s a fear within me, but I’m too curious to let it scare me too much. “Jinyoung?” I call out but the figure stays silent. It makes me emotional to be experiencing such a supernatural feeling. Why isn’t he answering me? Am I invisible? “Jinyoung!” I yell out more confidently. The figure turns away from me and walks straight ahead. My feet pulls me forward and I begin running to him.

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Jaemin’s probably not smiling. 
 He missed his group’s first triple crown.
 He missed his unit’s first ever comeback.
 He missed his group performing and winning ‘Best New Male Award’ at MAMAs.
 He missed so many interviews.
 He missed his units own NCT Life.
 He missed his units first fansign.

 Jaemin’s probably not smiling. ):

He probably hasn’t seen his friends for a while other than school, maybe they aren’t even talking as much anD wants to fite ren bc Jeno is hIS. He probably wants to feel that nice rush of adrenaline and excitement of being on stage in front of hundreds and thousands(?) of people who appreciate him a lot. He probably just wants to walk freely without feeling pain - but he’s probably sitting at home or at the doctors, trying to heal because he has no other choice other than to sit and stay still. He’s having back problems, and surely, he’s not okay. He wasn’t taken proper care of since trainee days.

Part 7 - Call Me Daddy.

 This week has been super busy. College , Deadlines , dinner dates. Packed schedule a few regulars hit me up on Grindr but sadly I wasnt free, not that I dont want to have that dick right up in my ass tho haha…but it happen.

It was yesterday afternoon. Was having my haircut at Sunway Velocity with my sister. And this guy late 30′s with beard, black short hair with a beautiful jawline feature on his face and thick natural eyebrows. We’ve been chatting on Grindr for awhile 

Daddy : my baby boy is so near me (500m away)

Me : hey handsome. yeah getting a haircut nearby.

Daddy : which floor ? I’m coming to get you.

Me : So sudden ? haha I’m shy in person

After my haircut. I saw him walking around in the mall in his singlet and tight short jeans with broad shoulder and chest together with his perfect jawline damn he is an A grade eyecandy. Totally would let his dick slip right in my pink hole. We chatted, walk around, buying some grocery. 

I told him I have to my car keys to my sister and ask her to head back alone first. I told her someone’s giving me a ‘ride’ (Of course she didnt know that im riding a dick haha).

while on our way back I put my right hand on top of his thigh touching in.

Daddy : how old are you by the way ?

Me : I’m 20 this year

Daddy : you’re cute you know ?

Me : (I blushed a little and just smiled at him)

Headed straight back to Daddy’s place at 4pm and I received at text.

Eddie : see you tonight at 7 baby ?

Me : sure. Im gonna take a nap just got home from college

Eddie : alright.

Daddy stays alone in his Apartment with 3 rooms. As I sat on his bed he began hugging me laying down next to each other. He started kissing my neck , licking from the left to the right all the way up to my ear as I moan softly. His beard touches my skin and I felt so good. Slowly removing my shirt he touches my chest gently with his rough palm and playing with my nipple next. My legs were on his hips and his hard cock was pressing against mine..licking and sucking my nipples got me so high that I moaned.

Daddy : oh yes i love it when you moan. So sexy

as he stood up and removed his singlet. His body was so hot. Perfect chest with his hard nipple I dive into his chest the moment I saw it groping his big chest to my hands licking his nipple gently and sucking it as he moans too. God I love his chest so much while my my hands are slowly removing his pants. His cock was average with 6 inch , perfect body perfect face perfect cock what did I do to deserve this ? 

I went all the way down from the chest to his belly and his cock with precum all over. I was madly sucking his cock wanting to make my Daddy feel good while my hands were on his chest. As his hands slowly moving towards my ass grabbing it. 

Daddy : god I love your ass. Clean it next time..I rim you good.

Me : Yes daddy.

I kissed him on his lips while Im sitting on him. with him Facing my chest he went again to my nipples sucking it as I moan , sliding my hands through his hair. And his hands grabbing my ass from behind, my hard cock was pressing against his belly with my precum leaking all over. As he slowly slide his hands into my ass with the lube, I was in Cloud 9, getting fingered and my nipples suck. My all time favorite position !!!

as he stood up taking the condom. I kneel on the bed sucking his cock more. I lay down on the bed with my legs up in the air. He teases me with his cock placed between my ass.

Daddy : you want it ? 

Me : yes daddy please stop teasing me i want it inside

God I swear it felt so good. The charisma we have was amazing. As he fuck me quite roughly , slowly adjusting the position from Military , I found ourself in a new position with my ass facing up and he squat-ing down to fuck me. The view was amazing , my hard and wet cock was directly facing me and his fuck face , hot body and cock EVERYTHING I saw everything.

Me : daddy fuck fuck Im so close. Im gonna cum

Daddy : yeah Im close too fuck. FUCK !

Fucking hell it felt so good. All my cum was on my chest and face while he cummed inside the condom.

Daddy : its been awhile since I fuck someone 

Me : So how was the sex ? 10 out of 10 haha

Daddy : I’ll give it a 9/10. 10/10 is when I rim you 

Me : haha alright. Im sorry tho your bed is full of hairs (after haircut)

Daddy : nah its ok. maybe tomorrow you could come and help me with the bedsheet :) 

shusihi  asked:

the part of me that wants every kind of kiss + the dads ghdkglh BUT 18 + narumitsu, please!!

18.Kisses because I missed you and you really shouldn’t stay away so long, @shusihi, this is late im so sorry. (also not under the cut for mobile users. sorry)

Fuck LAX. Seriously. It’s slow, and quiet, and grey, and Phoenix has never been to an airport with more delayed or rescheduled flights. True, Germany in January was a northern hellscape of snow and ice. Sure, they were expecting a winter storm to come in around the time of his husband’s departure. And yeah Miles had told him that they’d been expecting a storm, and that if he ended up coming home the day he promised it would be at a strange time due to possible emergency landings to wait out the weather and the time difference. And yes that wasn’t LAX’s fault, not in the least, but he couldn’t exactly say, fuck your stupid job for making you leave for so long, especially to Germany, even though I know you love it there, because I miss you, dammit.

So he’s settled on fuck LAX, because what else was he supposed to do to pass the time? Trucy fell asleep–he checks his phone, and see’s that its nearing 3 AM–two hours ago. Her head is on his shoulder as he taps out a message to Maya, who should be asleep but is pulling an all-nighter to binge Steel Samurai with her fiancé. Fran had gotten back from interpol the only the day before, and had agreed to this binge so long as she was allowed to fall asleep if the need arose. Apparently Maya had agreed, and he was currently asking what the point of an all-nighter was if one of them was just going to go to bed. 

When he flips his phone closed, he lets out a heavy breath. 

Miles had been gone since Christmas. He had been asked to give a few lectures at a university overseas, as well as observe a few cases that might be linked to some international ones he’d prosecuted in the past. The whole ordeal would take a little over a month, and when he’d first heard about the trip, Phoenix was…hesitant. He loves that these trips happen, and that Miles–once dubbed the Demon Prosecutor–is now trusted and respected enough to be asked to do all of this. It’s such a shocking, welcome change for both men, and each embrace it with an open mind. But he’d been due to leave on the 18th, which meant that Christmas would be spent…alone. And so, consequently, would the 28th. 

He knew that Miles had been fairing better and better over the years with his nightmares. But December was always tricky. Some nights he only started awake, and by the time Phoenix would wake and take notice, Miles was calmed. Sometimes they were the night terrors he’d suffered from when he was younger. Those were, he’d been told, harder to get through on his own.

I’m just saying, maybe see if you can’t leave after the new year, and stay the month of January. The protest had been weak, and Miles had only given him a droll stare. 

You realize that asking that would be my asking a university to change their schedule, and the courts to rearrange their dates, all so that I may sleep next to my husband if I should have a nightmare, yes?

Yeah. So?

Miles had snorted then, and reassured him that for fourteen years he’d dealt with them on his own. A month on his own when he was better, when most of the demons that had been hanging over him had been vanquished, would certainly be no problem.

It…really wasn’t that reassuring, but he trusted Miles to know what he could handle.

And he hadn’t gotten a call or anything about him having a rough night, so…

Next to him, his daughter groans and buries her head in deeper into his shoulder. She was never an easy person to wake up, even when it was her own doing. Trucy whimpers and sighs, and grumbles about the brightness of the waiting area. 

“Is he here yet?” she moans. She’s removing herself from his side and rubbing her tired eyes. “It’s been hours.”

“You slept through the midnight delay,” Phoenix says, flipping his phone open again. “They announced that it would be around three fifteen, and it’s three nineteen now…”

Trucy groaned into her hands, dragging them down her face. “If this is why you hate snow,” she says, “I totally get it.”

Phoenix sighs and rolls his shoulders and neck, reveling in the pops and cracks the motions create. “Hopefully it won’t be another two hours. If we’re here until five…”

“Ugh,” Trucy whines. 

“Ugh,” Phoenix agrees. He glances at her feet, where her purse and a welcome poster she’d made a few days before lie. Written on it in glitter paint are the words “WELCOME HOME, PAPA” with a bunch of magic paraphernalia drawn all over it, and the “O” in “HOME” made to be a defense attorney’s badge. Trucy had been watching it like a hawk so that people didn’t step on it, or that it didn’t start to curl around the edges. She wanted it to be perfect for when Miles stepped off the plane. 

Trucy leans into her father again and huffs out, “Come oooooon!”

He chuckles and wraps his arm around his daughter, offers her a small smile. “Any minute now, right?” He shows her his open phone. “Three twenty five. Any second the passengers will start departing, and he’ll be home.”

Truce screws up her face into a pout for a moment, thinking, and then straightens up. Phoenix drops his arm and watches as she takes a deep breath, grin, and claps her hands together loudly, before raising them in an odd gesture toward the gate and saying, quite loudly, “NOW!”

The first passengers start trickling out, and Trucy and Phoenix stare slack jawed. 

“You’re magic,” he chuckles. 

“Or psychic,” she giggles. 

They stand and grab their things, and move a bit closer so they can scan the crowd more clearly. 

“If papa ever skips out on Christmas again,” Trucy murmurs, standing on her toes and gripping her sign, “I’m gonna hit him with the welcome sign.”

Phoenix bursts out laughing and ruffles her hair. “You know, I might have to agree with you there, and let you.”

“You should stick him with your badge, too.”

“Oh, yeah, that’ll teach him.”

Trucy laughs, and turns toward the crowd again. 

There aren’t a lot of people coming off the plane, since it had been an early flight for Germany, but it was enough that he had to stand on his toes at some points just to try and catch a glimpse of Miles. 

It always happened like this:

He’d be waiting at the gates, looking over people, and his heart would be pounding, like it was the first time he was seeing Miles, like when he’d first met his eyes over the bench in court all those years ago. They would lock eyes, and Miles would smile, and Phoenix would sort of grin in some clumsy way because no one had a right to look so damnably handsome when they smiled. Then they would meet, hug, maybe kiss, and get a taxi home. 

Tonight was a little different. 

One, because Trucy shrieks when she spots him, and shouts, “Papa!” and holds up her sign, beaming brighter than the sun. Miles is in his winter coat, and looking quite tired, dragging along a rolling suitcase. 

When he sees the sign he pauses for a moment, and something passes over his face that looks like pure affection and adoration, and something in Phoenix’s chest warms. 

Miles speeds up a bit to meet them and Trucy has already handed her sign to Phoenix, scurrying away to wrap her father in what looks to be a rather tight bear hug. Phoenix tucks the sign under his arm and watches Miles nearly topple over–after all she wasn’t eight anymore, her fierce hugs could do some damage–and smile down at Trucy, before setting the suitcase aside and wrapping his arms around her shoulders, holding her close.

He has always had a soft spot for Trucy, Phoenix notes, as Miles kisses the crown of their daughter’s head. 

When he catches up to them, Trucy is talking a mile a minute, still attached to the man’s waist.

“–and then Polly left, which was really kind of sad, since it was just Christmas but he said that he’d get Klavier to send him the DVD of my Christmas show, which was really sweet! Oh! And Klavier was my assistant too, because daddy’s back was hurting, and he really didn’t want to be sawed in half, even though that seems better suited for back pain than a chiropractor, don’t you think?”

“He’s been skipping appointment’s hasn’t he,” Miles says, and it comes out like  statement, rather than a question. 

“Of course he has!” Trucy tattles. Miles chuckles and Trucy heaves a dramatic sigh. “I had to deal with him not listening to me and my advice for seven years, Papa. He’s your problem now.”

“I suppose he is,” Miles muses. “How tragic.”

“I’m not that bad,” Phoenix protests, startling them both. “Just saying! I could be worse.”

Trucy giggles and lets go of Miles, but then takes the sign from Phoenix–gently of course, so she doesn’t ruin it–and holds it up. “Do you like it, by the way?” she asked, a bit nervously. “I mean, it’s obviously really ostentatious, what with the glitter and everything, but Aunt Maya said that because your wear a cravat–”

Miles waves a hand cutting her off. “I believe I can figure out what Maya said well enough.” And then, in a kinder, warmer tone, “Trucy, I am…quite touched. I…thank you. It was a wonderful surprise.”

And he does look like he means it; his eyes are crinkled in the corners, something that only happens when he smiles a real smile. It warms him, he warms him. Miles makes him feel like he could burst with happiness with only the curve of his smile.

He turns to Phoenix, and for a moment they stare at each other, eyes locked. They’ve done this often enough during past pick ups that it isn’t too odd they’d do it again.

But the moment passes and Phoenix closes the distance, takes Miles’ face in his hands. This meeting is also a bit different because Phoenix kisses Miles deeply, holding him close in a very different way than the standard hug would allow. 

When he pulls away, Miles looks quite a bit more awake, and is staring at him with wide eyes. “Er. Hello,” he breathes. 

Phoenix whispers, “Hi,” back, and presses a gentler to Miles’ lips. It’s lingering and soft, and god he missed him. 

When he pulls away again, Miles shakes his head, bewildered and exasperated. “Your daughter is right there.”

“Welp.” he shrugs, “guess that’s what you get for staying away for a month.”

“Over-the-top public displays of affection and glitter all over my coat?” he asks. 

Phoenix rolls his eyes. “Oh, and here I thought I was missed, and that you were too tired to be an ass.”

Miles laughs, and leans in to kiss him again. Phoenix sighs into it, even though it’s quick. It’s a loving peck and he relishes it. 

“I missed you,” Phoenix tells him once they’re on the way home in a taxi and Trucy is asleep on her papa’s shoulder. 

“I missed you too.” Even in the dark of the early morning, Phoenix can see the small smile on his face. “I always do when I leave on these trips.”

Phoenix takes his hand in the dark and smiles. He knows they hate the separation, and that there will always be more. But so long as they are each other’s to come home too, Phoenix is fine with that. 

Fire Meet Gasoline Part 2

Chibs slowly opened the door to his room so he wouldn’t startle you. Opie had told chibs where he hid you on the way out to help Jax and the crew to secure the perimeter. You heard the door and sunk deeper into the corner by the bed.

“S’ Ok Lass. It’s me. My names Fillip. But please call me Chibs.” said the handsome man with the scars. You recognized him as the man that saved you when you ran inside the garage. “Come sit up here on the bed so I can get ya checked and cleaned up”

You were still terrified and didn’t move, but you did loosen up a bit.

“I’m not gonna hurt you lass. Promise. Come on. Sit. I’ll go get some first aid supplies.”

The man had nothing but sincerity in his eyes. You knew then he would never hurt you. You rose slowly and walked around to the end of the bed and as you did you passed a mirror on the wall. You assessed the damage done to you. You were horrified when you saw the condition of yourself. You had blood everywhere. A few bruises here and there. Thankfully not too much swelling. The tears started fresh when you saw the battered woman in front of you.

Fillip came out of the bathroom with the supplies and saw you sobbing in front of the mirror. “Hey, no tears. You are alive and he will never hurt you again. Come sit.” You obeyed and sat on the edge of his bed as he pulled up the desk chair and straddled it in front of you. “May I?” He asked. He was very respectful and wanted you to be ok with him helping you. You nodded as you sniffled. “Lass, this will hurt a bit. Not gonna lie to ya.” Again you nodded. He began to carefully clean off your cuts for you. He didn’t lie. It hurt like hell and you sucked your breath in your teeth. But he was extremely gentle and his touch soft. Big bad bikers had a soft side you never knew you thought to yourself.

He took tremendous care of you. He cleaned the blood out of your hair. Cleaned up all your cuts and removed the dirt from your skin. Thankfully he told you he didn’t think you’d need any stitches. He also told you the bruising would go away quickly.

“Alright, let’s have a look at ya” he said as he took your face in his hands and turned it this way and that. “Gorgeous”.


The word ran through your body and touched you deep in your soul. No one had ever called you that unless it was your parents. And they had to say that. Because they loved you. You knew you weren’t a one. But you most certainly didn’t think you were a ten. But as you looked into his beautiful eyes you saw the sincerity inside. This man thought you were stunning. Slowly you raise your hands and rest them on his on your face.

Chibs couldn’t deny the electricity that ran through his hands and into his body at the touch of you. You were truly a beautiful woman. And he hated the man that did this to you. Marking and cutting your perfect soft skin. He wanted nothing more than to kiss your lips. He began to lean in waiting for your approval. You didn’t move to stop him. He got closer and suddenly jerked back as he heard a knock on the door followed by two men walking in. Both wearing the same black leather kuttes. Sons of Anarchy. Redwood Original.

“Hey Brother. How’s she doing” Asked the blonde one you didn’t recognize. He stood next to the one that helped you hide.

“Aye she’s not going to need stitches. And she may keep a few scars here and there. But overall she’s fine”

“What’s your name darlin?” The Blonde one asked.

You sat there a second before you remembered how to speak. “(Y/N)” you said softly.

“(Y/N), i’m Jax. And this is Opie.” Opie nodded. “That asshole will never step a foot near you again. We may have had run ins with the law but the thing we will never tolerate is the abuse of women or children. No matter what. Does he know where you live? He your old man?”

You shook your head no. Words failed you again. You visibly cringed at the the thought of dating that guy. Finally you found your voice. “No. He just attacked me when i got off work. I work at the corner Floral shop. He attacked me on the way to my car. Dragged me into the alley and started beating me.” The tears welled back up in your eyes. “He continued to beat me till i found a rock and smashed the side of his face and ran off as fast as I could.”

“Thank god you did darlin. When you’re ready and want to go home let us know and we’ll take you. And we’ll even keep one of our guys there overnight. Or you could stay here the night if you’re scared to leave. It’s completely ok. I’ll have my mom find you somewhere to sleep”

“She can have me bed. I’ll be ok for the night. Shes already hurting bad Im sure. Doesn’t need to be on a couch somewhere.”

“That ok with you darlin?” Jax asked.

“Yes thank you. That’s very kind of you all”

“Ope see where Juice is on finding out who that guy is. Then send Tig and Happy to get her car for her. She’ll tell you where it is. Make sure that dirt bag didn’t do anything to her car.” Jax turned and said to Opie. Opie nodded and walked out. “Chibs brother i’ll leave her in your hands. You’re safe now (Y/N).” He turned and left.

“I’m going to get your something for the pain. You hungry? I can bring ya some food too” Chibs asked as he grabbed your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“That would be amazing thank you.” you smiled back.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back soon lass”.

Originally posted by helltraveler

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anonymous asked:

Henlo!!! Please write some dad!bakugou headcanons theres a lack of them and honestly im so deprived of cute baku baby fluff ok ty

HIII!!!!!! I wasn’t sure if you meant as in Katsuki and his dad or if you meant Katsuki as a dad so I did both. I did this mainly in gifs

Mr. Bakugou and Baby Katsuki:

Katsuki totally was the kid, before he got his quirk, who would try to get his dad to explode things. Mr.Bakugou wasn’t able to say no if it was a reasonable request

Katsuki was a daddy’s boy, until he realized that mommy was the fun parent.

Mr. Bakugou was the parent who stayed home most with baby Katsuki once Mrs. Bakugou was off Maternity leave.

Mr.Bakugou would definitely watch baby Katsuki sleep, in fact Mrs. Bakugou has found him asleep in a chair in front of the crib more times than she can count

Never once did they spank Katsuki, instead they would put him in time outs, or take a toy or something away

Total sucker for Katsuki’s puppy dog eyes as a kid.

It took a while for him to learn to say no.

He never put Katsuki down much as a baby

Blowing raseberries on Katsuki’s belly was a sure fire way to get the baby to laugh

Katsuki was not a binky child, so it took a lot to quiet him down.

Originally posted by moosamuel

Dad Katsuki and his child:

would have to ask his dad for a lot of help

totally brags about his kid 24/7

worries his kid may have his attitude, and hopes to god they end up more like his s/o because he will admit he is a jerk

first time he saw his child he knew that there was nothing that would keep him from protecting the bundle of joy

plays peek-a-boo, and sticky feet a lot

tries to get out of changing dirty diapers

spoils the kid completely, but surprisingly the child ends up ridiculously kind and considerate of others.

jealous of his child liking uncle Izuku’s hero costume better, until he realizes its because his kid likes to yank on the ears on the hoodie part

thanks whatever higher being is out there that his kid likes binkies.

Originally posted by theunclaimedgeneration

tiny-canadiann  asked:

Ahh, okay. Well the video meme you made for them is probably my favourite thing(aside for the leg one, that song is killer). I dont know why, but Inkling/Octoling couples are my favourite. I really just want more PlumPerry. They're adorable, I wanna know more about Perry.. whats he in to? How did they meet? Also PlumPerry sounds like a really delicious berry, so Im sure they're meant to be.

gasp!!!! well I can tell you more about them!!
Perry is an octoling that came to the surface disguised, he wishes to become a famous pianist but feels the only way to do so is to hide his real identity as an octarian,
Plum comes across Perry performing in a mall and eventually just kind of decides to take him home when she discovers he has no real place to stay.
She doesnt even know he is an octarian at first!

reasons why the “save josh” dlc would be actually really awesome

Alright hear me out on this actually. We really should get the DLC. Not only because the majority of the fanbase honestly likes Josh and wants to save him from a fate worse than death, but also because Supermassive could actually make good money on a bonus optional ending. Like, I’m serious. It would be good for them, for us, for everyone. There’s no reason to not do this.

Ladies and gentlemen, I humbly introduce the Until Dusk DLC, where:

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Save Me

Request: Can you do a Peter Pan imagine where the reader has lived in NeverLand for a while and she likes Peter, but doesn’t know how he feels. One day some of the lost boys decide to do some STUFF (if your comfortable) against the readers will and Peter saves her and tells her that he likes her too. Fluff? Thanks. Love your blog

Originally posted by pans-dreamshade-of-neverland

Neverland had been my home for a few weeks now, the shadow had taken me from my home while I was sleeping and brought me here. Peter was ferious at first but the shadow told him I was important in keeing peter alive. How? Im not sure, they never told me, but after learning that, peter let me stay but kept his distance. 

Since then I’ve become friends with mostly the younger boys, The older ones still dont know how to feel about me and Felix gives me the creeps, but my best friend here is thomas. Hes shy but once you get to know him he can be really funny and a great friend.

Originally posted by die-jou-bu

Finally! dinner time.

“Hey Y/N!” I hear thomas say from behind me. I look behind me smile at him signaling him over. He sits down next to me and we eat our food in silence while watching the campfire. He doesnt usually talk while he eats, but its fine with me.

after we finish eating peter starts to play the pan flute, and the lost boys start to dance around the fire. Thomas turns to me and holds out his hand. I smile and take it. We dance around the fire together laughing and spinning. Some of the lost boys look at us funny, some look proun sinse thomas usually doesnt participate that much, I’m just glad hes having fun. 

Then the music stops and everyone turns to look at peter, he doesnt look to happy.

Originally posted by piedpeter

“Parties over, everyone go back to your tents.” Peter spits out, glaring at me then leaves for his tree house, slamming the door closed after he enters. We all look at each other but not wanting to make pan angry we do as he says. I say goodnight to thomas and go to my tent.

I lay down in my bed and think about what had happened, it was weird for peter to stop a party so early. I had always had a crush on him since I got here, but peter never seemed to notice me until tonight. 

My thoughts were interupted by my tent flap being opened. Two of the older boys and felix walked in. I think their names were Trevor and Joey.

“Um hey guys, what do you want?” I say, not knowing why they even wanted to talk to me, they never have before.

“Oh, we just wanted to play a game.” Felix says, His expression was one i’ve never scene before, but it still made me feel uneasy. “What kind of game?” I ask.

Felix nods to the two older boys and before I could stop them they had me pinned to the bed. I tried to get out of their grip but Trevor was holding my hands above my head with one hand and kept my mouth shut with the other. Joey was holding my legs apart. Tears were forming in my eyes thinking about what they were going to do to me.

Felix stood to the right of me and stroked my cheek with the back of his hand.

“Been a while since a girl could fufill our needs, since peter is in a mood he wont be interrupting us.” Felix purrs with a crooked smile. My heart rate increases with the hope of peter saving me deminishing.

Felix pulls his knife out and starts cutting my clothes off until im left in nothing but my bra and underwhere. Tears stream down my face as I think how I’ll be used for their enjoyment. I try to scream for help but me screams are muffled by trevors hand. They all look at my body with hungry eyes and felix starts to undress.

“Hey y/n I uh just wan-” Peter walks in but stops mid sentense when he sees whats going on. My face is full of relief while his is full of hatred towards the boys. Then suddenly I’m not being pinned down anymore.

With a wave of peters hand he had the boys pinned against the wall, no way of escaping. He walked up to a trembling half naked felix and laughed darkly.

“Did you really think you could take away whats mine and get away with it?” Peter says mockingly. He plunges his hand into felixes chest and slowly starts to squeeze his heart, making felix scream in pain. I wasnt expecting Peter to kill him!

“Peter wait! You dont ha-” He didnt let me finish.

“Dont worry darling, they’ll get what they deserve, I’m going to take their lives.” He says looking over to me. but his eyes were black as night. He was consumed by hatred.

Originally posted by petersonlylostgirl

He turned back to felix and continued crushing his heart. I didnt know what to do, I didnt want peter to be consumed by this darkness. I did the only thing I could think to do. I ran over to him and pulled his face to mine, connecting our lips. He stopped crushing felixes heart and slowly started moving his lips with mine. He put one hand on my waist and pulled his hand out of felixes chest and put it on my waist. 

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

We slowly broke apart, breathing heavily. He smiled down at me and picked me up. With a snap of his fingers the boys were gone, I didnt really care where they went.

Peter brought me back to his tree house and gave me one of his shirts to where, even though hes not the most well behaved on the island, I’m glad he still knows how to have manners. I told him I didnt want to talk about my near rape expierence, he agreed and we fell into an akward silence.

I sat quitely on his bed, he broke the silence. “So I’m guessing by the way you kissed me back there, you like me to?” he smugly asked.

I couldnt help the blush that appeared on my cheeks. I knodded and hid under the the covers. He laughed and went under the covers with me and grabbed my waist, pulling me to him. He tickled my ribs and waist making me giggle and try to squirm away. He laughed and pulled me into a hug and kissed my nose.

“God I love you, I’m sorry I kept my distance, I didnt know if I could ever love, or more importanty, get you to love me.” Peter says looking down.

“Is that why the shadow brought me here? To give you someone to love?” I asked

He knodded and looked away embarressed, I turned his face back to face mine and gave him a quick a peck on his lips. 

“I’ve always loved you peter, and I know you’ll always love me too.”

We stayed in each others arms all night long…

3:00 am

Genre: Angst, slight smut

It was 3:00 am in the morning and it was freezing cold. It was nearing winter in your South Korea and you were having a love-hate relationship with the weather. The sky is twinkling with thousands of stars. It was as if they were twinkling just to praise the moon. Although the cold breeze is nipping at your nose, you continued to stay with Zen to admire the view on his apartment complex with a beer in hand. 

You both were sitting down on a thick blanket, talking about random stuff in your life. You talked about his past and upcoming projects, the RFA, aliens, and the people who lived in tall buildings. 

“Can you imagine who is living in that room?” you pointed to a window where the lights are still on. 

“Hmm,” Zen started. “I imagine a teenage boy pounding meat.” 

“Zen!” you laughed. He chuckled a bit and drank a bit of his beer. “I’m kidding.” He said. 

“Yeah. I know.” you replied with a giggle. “But, I imagine the person is either lonely or in love.” You sigh. Zen chuckled again. “MC, you’re so poetic.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Says you. You’re an actor, i’m reminding you in case you forgot.” A cold whiff of air suddenly came. You pulled your coat tighter around you and shivered. Zen noticed this, taking your hand in his. “Do you wanna go inside my room? It’s getting a lot colder.” You intertwined your fingers. “I would love that.” 


A moan escaped your lips while Zen is kissing your neck. His hands are caressing your clothed back. “You’re so beautiful.” He said, still kissing your neck. Your coat was discarded long ago along with Zen’s shirt and coat. You felt his lips linger on your neck before he pulled away. 

He laid you down his bed and kissed your lips. You can taste the beer that he drank before but that didn’t bother you a bit. You grabbed his hair and pulled him closer to get more friction between you two. Zen groaned. He pulled away to catch his breath but it was quickly taken away when he looked at you. God, you were so beautiful. You looked like an angel. Your hair was disheveled and your lips were parted as you were catching your breath too. 

Zen took a hold of your sweater and took it off you. He kissed down your breasts, stomach, and he finally reached your jeans when you stopped him. He was confused.

“We should stop here,” You sat up and hugged your knees, looking down onto his sheets. 

“Why?” He asked. 

“You know why, Zen.” You looked up at him. 

“Does he really take care of you?” He asked. “W-what?” You stammered. 

“You heard me, MC.” He looked straight into your eye. You didn’t reply. You just stared at his eyes. He already knew the answer. You both sat in silence for a few minutes until he spoke up again. “MC, let me fill his shoes, please.” He started. “I can love you better than he does. Hell, I can do whatever you want, MC. I know he’s been neglecting you for work.” He came closer to you. “Please just let me.”

You looked at him and opened your mouth to say something but before you could you were cut off by your phone ringing. You grabbed it from the nightstand and looked at the caller id. “It’s him,” you told Zen. He shut his mouth immediately.

After a few rings you answered the call. A deep voice greeted you. “I’m sorry for calling you so late, MC.” Jumin said. “I wanted to hear your voice since I was busy the whole day. I also want to tell you something.”

“Oh. That’s fine.” you said while looking at Zen. 

“How was your day?” Jumin asked. “It was boring. I just stayed home.” You answered. “What is it that you want to say to me?”

“Come to my penthouse tomorrow. We’re spending the whole day together since all of my work has been taken care of.” Jumin replied. “Sure.” you answered. “I’m about to sleep now. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Okay then. I love you,” He said. 

I love you too,” you hung up and looked down.