in case anyone actually wanted to know

So, a week or so ago I made a post about wanting to learn about Finn’s parentage. Naturally, as with seemingly most posts about Finn that get more than a hundred notes a couple of comments were posted that derailed my post from its original intent.

Sure, some were worse than others, but even the ones that might have been posted with no ill intent still held a similar message: Finn doesn’t need to learn about his parents.

Let’s just ignore the fact that this fandom has been borderline obsessed with Rey’s parentage for over a year now and at no point have I seen anyone say that she doesn’t need to know who her parents are because “She found family in Finn” or whatever because that bit of hypocrisy is a discussion for another post.

No, what this post is going to be about has more to do with why I want Finn to learn about his parents after I got yet another person pleading the case for why Finn doesn’t need parents on that post. Because it actually goes just a bit deeper for me then just wanting Finn to have blood relatives of his own.

You see…I’m black. African American specifically, and like many people who are a part of the African diaspora I don’t know exactly where my ancestors originally hailed from. I don’t know what their culture was like, what religions they practiced, the languages they spoke etc. And being disconnected from that part of my heritage has always kinda left me with a hurt feeling in my chest.

Now let me be clear for a moment and say that black people aren’t a monolith so this thing that I’m describing is not something every black person has experienced or can relate to. I’m just talking about my experiences.
But anyway back to my point. Finn getting a chance to meet his parent(s) is more than just him getting reconnected with his blood relatives. 

Because if/when Finn meets his parents is the moment he gets to learn about what planet he’s from. What his planet’s culture is like, what language they speak, how they view or practice the Force and a number of other things and experiences that Finn will get a chance to reconnect to.

Finn reconnecting with his planet and his culture after getting ripped away from it when he was young and forced to assimilate into an oppressive and abusive regime would be pretty incredible to see and that’s why Finn meeting his parents is so important to me.

I’m sure your comments on how Finn doesn’t need parents and that Rey and Poe are his family now have good intentions, but they really aren’t needed.


Did anyone else know about Ten’s childhood friend Primmy? It’s a really cool story actually. In the first pic, Ten and Primmy drew on their phone cases what their dream was. Ten wanted to be an Idol and Primmy a model. Now both of them were able to achieve their dreams years later! Don’t let your dreams be dreams fandom!

got7 working at a grocery store

Originally posted by letaliabane

@jingogi was telling me abt this supermarket in her country called jason’s that she always calls jaebum’s and then this happened


  • the manager
  • the youngest manager at the grocery store ever
  • honestly doesn’t know how he went from bagging to manager so fast but he’s pretty sure the owner of the store has a crush on him
  • everyone who works there thinks he’s so cool bc he’s like,, pretty much the best at leading and will always fix a sticky situation with what seems like zero effort
  • but jaebum can assure you every time someone comes into his office with a question his mind is just screaming AHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK!! FUCK FUCK 
  • “hey!! how can i help you? :))”

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on the may 15th fansign, mental health, darkness, and hope

on May 15, 2015, during 화양연화 Pt. 1 I went to BTS’ fansign at Sinchon and had a conversation with Namjoon that I, at the time, chose not to reveal for personal reasons. at that time, because of that decision, there were a lot of people who criticized me—people accused me of saying something mean to him, accused me of hiding some secret relationship between us, called me a slut, etc. I didn’t say anything about it at the time because it seemed pointless, but now that 화양연화 has come to an end for real, and following the release of YOU NEVER WALK ALONE—plus, the upcoming 2 year anniversary of this extremely fateful conversation (lol)—I have decided to write about it, if only to explain a little of why I feel such a connection to the concept and so people will understand why I kept it private for so long.

I just want to go ahead and give people some warning: it’s not only a post about BTS. it’s a post about my life, and it contains a lot of sensitive material, like self-harm, suicidal ideation, and drug use. please bear that in mind if you decide to read it, I don’t want anyone to be upset by that content.

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Have some more Otayuri headcanons I forgot to post

• Yuri’s Angels start obsessively following and wanting selfies with Otabek too since they ship him with Yuri. Sometimes they make him wear cat ears.

• Yuri gets extremely jealous when he realizes Otabek actually has other friends in Almaty (because that had genuinely never occurred to him before.) So he doesn’t talk to him for days and tries to post a bunch of selfies with his stupid rink mates but eventually gives up since Victor and Yuuri start thinking they’re actually his friends.

• Yuri’s grandpa hates Otabek because Yuri talks about how cool he is all the time and how he’s a DJ and has a motorcycle and he scares JJ and he’s such a badass. Then they meet and Otabek is the most polite person ever and he’s no longer sure what to think.

• Even though Otabek doesn’t talk about Yuri as much as Yuri talks about him, his friends notice that he’s always smiling at his phone. They start teasing him and calling Yuri his girlfriend but eventually realize he doesn’t care and get bored with it.

• Otabek’s little sister hears one of his friends ask if he’s texting his girlfriend once then when she meets Yuri with his long hair she has a hard time understanding that this isn’t Otabek’s girlfriend. Otabek finally tells her “that’s wrong” and Yuri feels like shit until Otabek finishes with “He’s a boy. It would be boyfriend.”

• Yuri doesn’t know how to flirt so when he gets a growth spurt and starts having to exercise more he just sends him shirtless pics disguised as workout progress. Otabek never quite knows what the intention is with these so he’ll just say something like “looks good” or “👍🏼” and give him unwanted workout tips.

• Otabek hates taking selfies but realizes it’s not fair that he gets to see Yuri so much more often than Yuri gets to see him and becomes determined to get better at them. They still look horribly awkward at first though.

• Yuri says they don’t have to tell anyone about their relationship (because the last thing he wants is to be Victor and Katsudon 2.0) but as soon as they get together he starts sending Mila selfies of Otabek sleeping on him like “back off ho” and she of course shows everyone else. (Also, he starts bragging to Yuuri about a day in.)

• In case it isn’t enough that all his acquaintances know, his instagram becomes what some might say is basically a shrine to Otabek. There are actually more pictures of Otabek on Yuri’s instagram than Otabek has on his own. He still, however, insists that he is very private about his relationship (unlike those idiots.)

baker family hcs if eveline didnt take them over pt 1

because they are pure and i want them to be happy

Jack Baker
- he would probably be the guy who makes dad jokes
- “ya know why the sun doesn’t have to go to college??”
“dad no”
“cause it already has 28 million degrees!”
“dad oml”
- he scares Lucas’s friends a lot for shits in giggles
- probably gets his axe and say “here’s jacky!!”
- while his friends are screaming and Jack is laughing so fuckin hard and Lucas is just like “dad please only I’m allowed to do this stop”
- he loves marguriete’s cooking! he likes her pancakes
- honestly he loves his wife so much asdfghjkl
- he hates his house
- it’s so fucking big he just wants to go to the bathroom
- ??? y u hate mansion Jack?
- if he ever got a daughter he would spoil her so hardd
- “jack ur spoiling her too much”
“marguriete she is precious”
“oml Jack”
- probably picks up his wife a lot
- then picks up lucas
- and just marches around the kitchen
- Lucas being like “dad let me go!!” and marguriete “jack!!” while laughing
- TL;DR: he’s basically a fucking dad
- when he firsts meet Ethan and Mia, he’s like
- “oml Zoe has friends??” ( let’s pretend in this au, Zoe made friends with Ethan and Mia )
- he shows them his fake props to scare his son and his friends
- ( he would never scare marguriete too hard, hell just sneak up behind her )
- “y u torture ur son and his friends??” “it’s very funny to see them scared, it’ll never cease to please me”
- he lets Ethan and Mia join one of his scare pranks and once they’re done they’re just laughing while Lucas wants to d i e
- oml Jack likes cooking??
- yes he likes cooking and its fucking great
- it’s a lil burnt but that’s fine
- u can say anything to him but say anything about his family or Ethan and Mia and ull be seeing a lot of aggressive verbal yelling
- but in all seriousness Jack is a man who should never actually hurt anyone even if he was force to because he’s just a sweet old man he doesn’t want to hurt anyone violence gets u no where in life
- he forgets rooms exists sometimes
- “oh damn there’s a basement??? and a safe house?? marguriete did u know this??”
“yes dear, u just forgot about them.”
“it’s not a cave sweetheart it’s a runaway tunnel just in case
if dangerous people came”

oh man there’s so much more but tbh that’ll be too much so see ya!!

Next: Marguriete Baker!

Samwell 99

A Holsom Brooklyn 99 AU

  • Ok it should be abundantly apparent that Holsom means our favorite lovable puppy-dog eye Jewish boy Adam Birkholtz is Jake Peralta. He’s brash, he’s messy, but he’s a damn fine detective and he knows it/makes sure no one forgets it.
  • Cue his equally brilliant rival/colleague Justin Oluransi who’s by the book, anxiety ridden, has so many spreadsheets and folders for everything under the sun yet he retains an insane amount of knowledge.  
  • We’ll get back to their totally amazing chemistry in a moment  

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anonymous asked:

Founders trio being allowed to see their child after labor for the first time! And maybe them holding them



•Probably crying tears of joy. Tears are just spilling down his cheeks like omg he is so happy. He probably cried when he found out his s/o was pregnant in the first place, so finally getting to see his baby? He’s gonna cry a lot

•He’s just smiling so hard. Huge grin. His face is going to hurt. He’s so excited he’s just grinning down at his baby while he holds them

•Hashirama does a lot of that forehead touching stuff. Just wants to pick up his baby and touch foreheads or NOSE TOUCHING. HE’D TOUCH HIS NOSE TO HIS LITTLE BABY’S NOSE AWWWW. He can’t stop touching them. He knows he has to be gentle, but he just wants to bop his little baby’s nose and caress their face and play with the tuft of hair on their head

•Just can’t stop talking to/about his baby. “Look at him/her! So small! You’re so beautiful…” With those tears still in his eyes

•He’s very generous and selfless though, no matter how much he’d like to hold his baby for hours. He’ll let everyone else get their turn, especially his s/o. If anything, no matter how excited and overwhelmed he is, he wants his s/o to hold and spend time with their baby too. They’re the ones who pushed the kid out, they deserve quality time together


•Tobirama’s honestly not going to be able to process the exhilaration of being a dad at first because he was so stressed about the birthing in the first place. Afterward though, like, the second he sees his baby, he’s just a little shook

•He won’t really know what to do when he’s holding his baby, but he’s probably not going to let go. Just going to be super possessive once he realizes this is his baby he’s holding and omg he’s a dad! and omg his baby is so beautiful! wow! Can’t believe he made this little thing

•It’s actually a bit of a problem how unwilling he is to let go of his baby once he’s holding them. He’ll even hesitate to hand the baby over to his s/o. He just needs to hold them and soak in this new reality. No one touch his baby. It’s his baby.

•He’ll be a little nervous probably? He knows how to hold a baby, but he’s just so paranoid. Doesn’t want to drop his baby, and doesn’t want anyone else holding his baby either in case they drop them. Overprotective from the start tbh. Typical Tobirama

•Just spends a lot of time staring and examining them, not saying a word, the smallest of smiles on his lips every so often

•The cutest moment will probably be when his baby stops crying and gets adventurous, starts reaching for things, and grabs his finger and holds it in their little chubby fingers. Tobirama will die


•You won’t see the eagerness or elation in his voice or expression, but it’s in his eyes. And sometimes, a short smile will break his face

•There’s nothing he’d enjoy more than seeing those little eyes peel open and watching dark Uchiha orbs stare back at him. Madara is just proud. He made this little thing. It’s part of him. He has a child now. A child to call his own

•Very proud of his s/o too. Will probably postpone holding the baby for too long in favor of bringing them over to his s/o and placing the baby in their arms. He’ll make an offhand comment to his s/o, like “You did it, ______” with an unusually soft tone

•Madara is also rather stubborn, and won’t let anyone hold the baby except him and his s/o

•He’s probably happiest letting his s/o hold their baby while he leans over and watches. It’s later at home, during nights the baby cries and Madara goes to soothe them so his s/o doesn’t have to get up, that Madara does most of the holding and bonding with his baby 


hey guys, I felt so inspired to write this boss!older!Damian x employee!Reader so please enjoy.

The intense knock on his door was enough to wake Damian out of his half sleeping state. He lifted his hands from between his palms and rubbed his hurt eyes, groaning to whoever had knocked.

“Come in”

The door opened soflty and light from his office spread through the dark hall that laid outside of it. Quietly and respectfully you walked through the open door, being extremely careful that your heels wouldn’t click or make any annoying sound. Damian had been having a rough time with everything this months and seeing him like this made your stomach tighten. Sure, you were nothing but his mere assistant but how could you not worry for someone who would even sleep at work, someone who had taken such good care of you in so many years.
Recently, Damian had forgotten about his hobbies, he wouldn’t make appearances in social events and to top it all, every now and then he’d come to work with bruises all over his face and knuckles. Your boss’s state was horrible and after having been around him for so much time you couldn’t say that you didn’t care. Because you did, more than an assistant should, more than a person could. Damian had become such an essential part of your life and it felt like you needed him to keep living.

“I brought you some food, a coffee as you always take it and i finished the things you assigned me to do.” You said with a soft smile and sat on the chair across his office desk, setting all the goodies you had bought him on it.

“This work was supposed to… it was supposed to have you covered for all week” Damian sighed and once he rubbed his eyes again he set them on the big cup of coffee, eyeing it as if it was the most vital thing for his survival.

“Yes sir, but I wanted to help you. You can hand me twice the amount tomorrow. I promise it will be done”

“-tt- don’t over work yourself (Y/n).” At this point he was so into this coffee and the tortilla sandwich you had brought. He had forgotten how many hours ago was his last meal.

In the blink of an eye his eyes fell on yours. You were watching his every move as he ate with hunger, a look of fulfilment and tired happiness on your face. Every minute he regretted being rude at you in the beginning of your collaboration. You’d always be a good employee, always asking for more thing to do and you’d always make sure to take care of him. You were probably the most selfless and dedicated person he had met.

“Fucking delicious” Damian mumbled as he went on with chewing his food, it was indeed the most delicious sandwich he ever had in his entire life. “Please tell me you’ve brought more of this” He said after he swallowed and his eyes landed on the plastic bag on his office desk and its containers. There was one more sandwich and it probably wasn’t for him, you’ve been here for so long and he could hear your stomach from down the hall with all the silence that existed at this hour.

“You can have it sir, I’ll cook once I get home”

At this Damian nodded. He knew better than staring to be all stubborn around you because he knew you were damn stubborn as well. And he didn’t understand how or when, but it had stopped annoying him.

“Just take one bite (l/n) it won’t hurt. You can come with me for lunch tomorrow so I can repay you for all this” Damian spoke and sipped from his hot coffee, averting his eyes right in yours once again. You felt your heart skip a bit and your cheeks started burning, you just wanted Damian to keep staring at you forever and ever. With a swift move you took Damian’s hand in yours and slowly pushed it away, rubbing soothing circles on it.

For a strange reason he didn’t know if he could take his eyes off of you and he knew you never ceased on staring into his deep, forest green eyes. It acted like a trick as he got the sandwich closer to your mouth so you could freely take your bite.

“No sir, its fine, I promise”

Yet he could see the desperation and annoyance in your gaze as he bit down on your sandwich, the gulp that was so audible and the sharp exhales as you watched him eat. There was something inside him that loved that look on your face, it only reminded him how much he loved annoying people in his own special way, ever since he was a child, in his Robin days.

“You should probably leave, we don’t want your boyfriend waiting for you with an empty stomach right?” Damian smirk with his sandwich stuffed cheeks, you couldn’t help but think how adorable he looked, even sexy st the same time and you mentally slapped yourself.

‘get yourself together (Y/n), hes your boss’s

“Boyfriend, sir?”

“Oh, is it a girlfriend?” At This you laughed. Was he so oblivious?

“Sir, I don’t have any romantic partner in my life.”

Damian felt so relieved as he heard that, although he couldn’t understand the reason why. It was mayne because you were spending your whole damn life at this office, to the point he was afraid he’d lose his job for you, because you were the most hardworking person he had ever met. Or it was maybe because hed never seen you care about all those stuff. He had taken you to galas, to fancy red carpet parties to which he went to, only to prove the media that he was just like his father -but prettier- and you never flirted with anyone. Ever. St first he had thought that maybe you were eith someone and being very loyal but now that he knew that wasn’t the case he didnt know how to actually feel.

Maybe you had been hurt before in the past, but then again he didn’t k ow many things about your past, or maybe you wanted your career to come first and he totally respected that or maybe-


Why was he thinking about all these stuff. Why was he curious about his employees love life, why did he look at you like he was star spangled when only the two of you were in this room, st this time of night and all by yourself, without anyone being able to interrupt. Why did he feel as if his skin was going to melt on the spot you had touched on his hand. He had tons of women begging for his attention at the very moment and yet here he was, feeling as if all these years he had worked with you he was in love with you.

He who had banned his employees from having affairs with each other so it wouldn’t mess up with their job.

No… this wasn’t him…

Damian didn’t have these thoughts for anyone. He didn’t have time for love and he had promised himself he wouldn’t end up like Dick, breaking hearts with a blink of his eye. Even though he didnt have time for love he always wanted to know how it felt to have someone to love and to be loved, to be taken care and take care of. In the blink of an eye the realisation hit him hard because he had been denying for so long, but he felt as if you were the answer to these questions and the thought of not being able to tell you just now, killed him.

“Sir are you alright?”

He heard your voice say and onlt then did his heart lower it’s pace. With a nod he gestured you to leave and after saying your goodnights you were gone for good, leaving Damian wonder how and why. Amd in which way he could come closer to you.

I’d like to read your thoughts on this and if you want me to turn this into a mini series or want me another part just tell me so and I’ll try to.

anonymous asked:

No offense, but maybe you should focus on making your mods available for all races instead of trying to shove your oc and fic down everyone's throat.You keep acting like its going to be the next looking glass or message sent or something, but its not. If it were, you wouldn't have to try so hard. And look at people with popular ocs. People ask about them and draw them because they are interesting, not because their muns are begging for attention with ask memes.


Again, not trying to be mean, just saying you’d be better off focusing on the things people care about instead of trying to make them like your oc.

Hey anon, welcome to my blog! If my title gives you any indication, I love Lavellans. Adaars and Trevs and Cadashes and completely non-canon characters are all amazing too, but I am unapologetic about my soft spot. 

I’m really sorry I haven’t had a chance to convert my mods for use by other races yet! I do intend to try to figure it out, but I’ve actually never done it before and am not totally sure how. 

But why are all my mods EF? Each mod takes me weeks, since I painstakingly adjust every angle vertex-by-vertex. Because they take so long, I actually make them for Avira first, then share them in case anyone else wants to use them, too. I know that seems self-centered. It is. It’s almost as though I am doing this for free in my limited free time.

As I’ve said before, I always welcome feedback on how I could make my blog a better experience for my followers. That being said, messages like this do not exactly motivate me to drop everything to accommodate your requests.  @feynites​ and @aicosu​ are both mutuals of mine and wonderful people, and I am sure they don’t appreciate you using their well-earned successes to denigrate a small-scale content creator.

I promote my fic because I’ve been working really hard on it, and it’s something that I am quite proud of. I know I don’t have a huge reader base, but I value each and every one of them because I enjoy sharing the world that I am building. The power of stories is in their telling, after all. 

And as much time as I’ve spent on the fic, I’ve spent even more developing Avira. I am disappointed that you don’t find her as interesting as I do! If you have any more specific thoughts on how to improve her or her character page, again, I am willing to listen.

I use ask memes because they give people a framework through which to discuss our characters. Anecdotally, I’ve had the experience where I see an oc on my dash that I want to know more about, but I’ve had no idea where to start.   To me, the love and care people pour into their OCs is what makes the DA fandom so great. I want to get to know other people’s ocs, and I want them to get to know mine. And I will absolutely not apologize for that.

So anyway, here’s Avira’s page, and here’s Uprising. I am very fond of both. If you are not interested in hearing about either, feel free to blacklist them.

I know this isn’t Camren related but this needs to be spread if this is actually happening right now I’m not sure cause I don’t read the news but if this is happening this is disgusting if you know anyone from Russia who is LGBT+ or anyone from Russia who could spread the word please spread this message to try to keep them safe….again I’m sorry if this is fake and I hope it is I wanted to send this just i case it was true and it could help someone but if it’s true I’m so sorry and if anyone is reading this from Russia who is gay stay strong❤️

Yo i hope Y'all realize I'm pretty much joking with everyone up here and am never actually mad at anyone on Tumblr, and I ain't really that mean. My bad. I think some people may be taking me too seriously lately so i wanted to pull back and apologize to all of you just in case you didn't know I'm just fuckin around with you talking shit as an alter ego that is basically an exaggerated version of myself.

Whether or not you forgive me doesn’t mean shit to either of us anyway. I’m just letting you know that i am aware of your possible suffering and am merely eluding you to the fact that it is unnecessary. I will be the one you just met that broke you free of your chains, then stayed and to let them punish me so you can be free.

All in this world are warriors and they are my brothers and sisters. We’ll keep fighting to survive because that’s what we do.

And Imma fight beside you.

Ascend Peace Love Unity Respect

anonymous asked:

how do you think the rfa would react to an mc who was nervous about having sex with them because she'd never done it before? like she's nervous about not being good at it or making a mistake

Sure thing! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
Before I start this off, I do want you (all of you and the anon!) to know it’s perfectly okay to be nervous your first time, or your first time with a new person.
You can get better at sex! No one ever seems to talk about that, but guys and girls get very worried over having to be the very best on the first try. I can tell you my first time with a guy wasn’t very satisfying due to both of us being nervous as hell, and that’s completely normal, okay?
If you sleep with someone and they’re mean about the first time not being super duper amazing, kick em to the curb! Find someone who’s willing to help you be more comfortable, and you help them as well!
Okay, lecture over, headcannon time!


- When you first admitted it to him after an intense make out, he ended up blushing and pulling away a bit to look you in the eye.

- “Am I going too fast?”

- “No- I mean, well… I don’t know.” You wrung your fingers nervously, feeling your spine light up with anxiety. “I wouldn’t mind to keep going but… I just want you to know I’m going to be terrible at it.”

- “Babe, no.” He kissed your forehead, slipping his hands together with yours. “Don’t think like that, okay? You won’t be terrible.”

- “But I haven’t done ‘it’ before.”

- “So?”

- You clammed up, not really knowing what else to say. You kinda ruined the mood already…

- But Zen wasn’t letting the topic go so easily. He brushed your hair away from your face, kissing your cheek this time. “The only way you could make it bad for us is if I wake up the next morning, and you’ve left and broken up with me, okay, hun?”

- You scoffed a bit, rolling your eyes, but… That did kinda make you feel a bit better.

- The next time you two ended up getting a bit too handsy, he gave you a questioning look. After a brief pause, you nodded, and the two of you ended up moving to the bedroom.

- You were nervous- Shaking and almost even tearing up from worry- but Zen just calmly and carefully led you through it. Small kisses, going slow, asking if what he was doing felt good.

- When the pleasure was getting to you, you finally let your guard down a bit, and just flowed along with the motions- Doing what you felt was right.

- Zen gave you small praises as you acted on your own- Telling you how good you felt and how every brush of your lips was driving him wild

- Admittedly, it didn’t take too long for either of you to finish. I mean… It had been a while for him too.

- He shyly slipped an arm around you after the two of you cleaned up. “Princess, do you mind if we cuddle?”

- You ended up laughing quietly, pulling him closer to you and nuzzling his shoulder.

- Yeah… That wasn’t too bad.

- I mean, practice makes perfect too….


- He ended up confessing that to you at first. Shyly admitting it one day after a long cuddle session on his bed. 

- “Yoosung, I haven’t done anything like that either…”

- He was actually kinda glad. He didn’t feel so unmanly now if you hadn’t either!

- But…He still didn’t know what to do if the two of you ever went that far…

- Over the course of a week, he ended up privately talking to his guild mates and Zen (Seven would Not take him seriously, there was no way he was going to ask him for advice!!). Zen offered him pretty legit advice. How to properly use a condom, how to try and hold out, what he had personally discovered girls liked.

- And…Since a lot of his guild mates were girls, they were more than willing to give tips for your sake. I mean, girls gotta look out for each other!

- (It would take him ages to admit that he had to ask for advice from others)

- Your main research was the occasional smut fic or two, or the heavy romance scene in a game/novel.

- So, the two of you weren’t completely clueless about sex, but you both were nervous

- One night you came over to a dimly lit apartment with a few flowers in a vase, Yoosung looking completely red-faced. He was trying his best to be romantic but also letting you have a way out if you needed it.

- When it came time where you both were half undressed- Yoosung ended up shaking more than you. He didn’t want to hurt you at all, but he knew he was probably going to screw up.

- It ended up with the both of you slowly helping each other out- Settling each others nerves with sweet kisses and burning touches

- (He was so relieved when he managed to last long enough for you to cum first holy shit )

- Afterwards, the two of you shyly cuddled. Him asking you if any of it felt good, and you doing the same. Both of you blushing and giggling as you two realized you made each other feel pretty damn good.


- He actually expected it when you first admitted it to him. Some previous conversations had hinted at you never going that far, and your blush when he teased at such things was another clue as well. Either that, or you were very shy.

- He hadn’t slept with anyone before either, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know what to do. Before he had met you, he did check out a few Expert Playboy books for research, in case he ever needed/wanted to sleep with a woman

- Also to figure out some terms he had overheard some of his business partners say in gross conversation

- Needless to say, it wouldn’t bother him in the least. “That’s alright, I believe I’ve done enough research for the both of us. Regardless, no matter your experience, when we do have sex, you won’t be getting much sleep that night.”

- (Jumin calm the fuck down jfc)

- Even though he sounds like he’s going to be rough (and some various hints that he may like it rough), he would plan to be very careful with you the first time. 

- He would set it up to be romantic, but also have strong hints about it during the say so you have plenty of time to tell him no if need be. He doesn’t ever want to force anything on you.

- When it finally comes to the night where the two of you have sex for the first time, he would initiate a lot of foreplay for your benefit only- Getting you relaxed and calmer about the situation.

- Fingering? Oral? Yes yes yes. Even a small break of just kissing in between the foreplay and the real deal.

- And even then, he asks to make sure you’re ready, that you can still stop him if you don’t want to do this.

- He’s gentle through the whole thing. A few hickies, very light nips, trying not to grasp your thighs so tightly. But by the end the both of you are worn out and he lazily pulls you to him to cuddle.


- She’s had sex before, but…Not with a woman. When you admit to her you’ve never done it with any gender, she’s very understanding and doesn’t mind it.

- But she’s nervous as well. Due to having to research things constantly, she also researches how to have sex with you. She mostly goes by what feels good for her, but who she slept with wasn’t really much for focusing on a woman’s pleasure, rather than his own, so…

- Regardless, when the time comes that the two of you do it, she’s very gentle with you. Makes sure her nails are clipped and short, nothing to hurt you, and focuses on the first time together to be mainly for your pleasure, and to lessen your nerves about sex in general.

- She focuses on kisses, on your neck, on your breast, as she circles the pad of her finger around your clit

- The first time between you doesn’t last that long- After fingering you for a while you do cum easily (WHICH ISN’T BAD IT’S NORMAL), and she refuses for you to try anything.

- “I just want to focus on you tonight, dear.”

- She does insist on cuddles, and for open discussion on anything you didn’t enjoy.


- Buddy.

- He is a huge virgin right next to Yoosung. Granted, if it wasn’t for his job, he would probably have had sex before, but that’s a different subject.

- When you shyly admit it to him, he just smiles. “Yeah, me either! It’s okay though!”

-( He has probably watched a lot of porn, though…)

- But, really, he doesn’t mind. And why would he? He hasn’t had sex either, he can’t really judge anyone, nor does he want to.

- He does want the two of you to have a slow pace, though. He doesn’t want to have sex unless the both of you are very ready for it, and after it’s been a bit into the relationship.

- He doesn’t want you to think he’s using you for sex. You’re the light of his life, he never wants you to even come close to thinking he’s using you for anything.

- When the time does finally roll around, he’s very nervous but tries covering it up with bad sex puns. Some so bad you’re even smacking his shoulder and telling him he’s killing the mood.

- But, when the two of you finally get to the point where he’s inside of you, he’s constantly muttering praises to you.

- Watching your features to make sure he’s not hurting you- Watching you as he gives you some of the best physical pleasure you’ve ever had.

- All during sex he’s peppering you with kisses- Anywhere he can touch. Shoulder, face, neck, chest. Just anywhere, because he wants to make sure you know he’s doing this out of love, and not just to seek pleasure.

- Afterwards, the man is all over you in cuddles. It’s probably the only time he’s not talking or joking- He’s so tired and happy.

- He does check and make sure he didn’t hurt you, though.


- When you admitted it to him, he blushed rather harshly. You were slightly taken aback, because he didn’t blush too much unless it was due to PDA.

- He looked off to the side, trying to contemplate exactly what to say to you.

- “Are…You okay with someone like me being your first?”

- “I don’t mind, I’m just sorry in advance. I won’t be very good, at all actually.”

- He gripped your chin lightly, turning you towards him. “Hey, don’t talk about yourself like that.”

- Right…He really hated it when you talked down on yourself. The first time you did it he held your hands so tight as he explained all your negativity about yourself was bullshit to him.

- He loosened his grip on you, slowly leaned over to give your lips a soft kiss.

- “I’m glad you’re willing to accept me as your first…”

- God, was he still blushing?

- He wasn’t very good at being romantic on purpose. Most of the time when he swooned you, it was on accident. He was just saying what he truly felt. Who knew that actually worked?

- But when the two of you were cuddling, and you felt him get hard, you turned around to face him- Purposely kissing him a bit deeper than usual.

- “Saeran….If you want to…”

- He didn’t need to be asked twice. 

- He was used to the rougher stuff- Just quick hookups in bars and the like- But he didn’t want it to be like that with you, not your first time.

- He carefully traced his fingers over your nude body, swirling his his pads over the spots he loved the most, carefully watching your face for any sign for him to stop instantly.

- He was happy that he at least knew the basics of sex. Sure, in the past when he had done it, it was mainly for his own pleasure, but…The girls said he was good? He hoped he was good to you, too…

- He left marks all over your neck and jaw- Hickies and nips that were a bit too harsh (”…Sorry, do you need me to stop?”)- His fingers dipped into you and hit your gspot on nearly every pump (”A-Are you okay?”)

-By the time the two of you were done, your legs were shaking from how he managed to rock you through two orgasms. 

- He slipped an arm around you, burying his face in the nook of your neck.

- “I told you, you were fine. Stop doubting yourself.”

anonymous asked:

26 for bechloe!! Or if you've already done it, pick whatever you want

I’m sorry this took my like a million years to do.


“You’re holding back,” Chloe said with what could be described as a huff of annoyance.

“I’m not,” Beca replied, trying not to snap.

“You are,” Chloe replied. “You’re not telling me something. Something important. Something to do with the way you keep disappearing.”

Beca groaned. “Can we please just drop this? I don’t see why it’s so important.”

“My girlfriend disappears for hours at a time and no one knows where she is. She doesn’t pick up her phone or answer texts, and then when she is back she’s… checked out,” Chloe said. “Of course it’s important.”

“Jeez you make it sound like I’m having an affair or something.”

“Are you?” Chloe asked, quietly vocalising the fear she’d been carrying around for weeks.

“Dude, no! Are you seriously asking me that? Do you honestly think I would do something like that to you?” Beca said, hurt that Chloe would even think it.

“No,” Chloe said, still quiet. “But I didn’t think Tom would either and-”

“I’m not Tom,” Beca said, her voice much softer than it had been. “I promise I will never do that to you.”

“I know I don’t need to know where you are 24/7. And you’re allowed to have secrets and do your own thing. I just… it makes me sad that there’s something that’s taking up so much of your time but you don’t want me to know about,” Chloe said.

Beca reached out and took her hand. “It isn’t that I don’t want you to know about it,” she said. “It’s just that I didn’t want to tell anyone in the beginning, in case it fell through, and then the longer it went on the harder it got to tell you. I guess I sort of built it up in my head too much.”

“So… what is it?”

“I’ve been interning at a record label. And the head of the label wants to hear my stuff and I’m freaking out about it,” Beca said, feeling relieved to actually get it out there.

“Becs, this is awesome. Why wouldn’t you tell me?” Chloe asked.

“I’m scared I’m gonna fail. He said he doesn’t want mash-ups but that’s all I know how to do,” Beca said.

“You’re not gonna fail,” Chloe said. “Even if he doesn’t like whatever you give him, it’s not like this is your one shot. And if he doesn’t like it, he’s an idiot. You’re the most talented person I know.”

Beca smiled. “And you’re the best person I know.”

Thoughts on Rakan and Xayah

Okay so first of all , i dont know if anyone has noticed but i believe the feathers on their backs which may or may not be viewed as potential capes by some, are actually wings growing out of their backs. Well just one in  this case just one  because they aren’t completely birds:

Furthermore  i find its interesting the fact that they are based on peacocks, where only males have pretty big feathers unlike the females. They made Xayah just as equally appealing  by adding that mysterious  vibe to her.

Thats all for now i just wanted to post some of my thoughts kek.

Brendon Urie x Reader : Periscope Predicament

A/N: Sorry! I always try to keep all my fics gender neutral but this one was particularly tricky to do. This one is set for a female reader, my apologies! If any of them are not x gender neutral reader fics, I will be sure to add an author’s note at the top! I’m so sorry guys! Anyways, enjoy reading… This was a fun one to do. :) This one is a bit lengthy too, sorry. But it’s a fun one with a longer plot/story. It involves all of Panic!, which means Dallon, Kenny, Dan, and Zach too. I hope you guys like it! (also a reminder that I am taking requests, it would help with my writer’s block, so feel free to message me pls)

You walked into the room, smiling and happy, until Brendon’s eyes met yours. You immediately caught something was wrong. “I’m ‘scopin,” he announced. You caught the cue and left the room, sighing in defeat and walking down the hallway when Dallon stopped you.

“Hey,” he greeted with a grin.

“Hi Dallon,” you gave a half smile.

“Why so low, y/n?” he wondered, concerned.

“Brendon’s periscoping again,” you groaned. You had been dating the singer for going on two months now, and the only people who knew were the other band members, the security, crew, and Brendon himself. He had told you he wanted to keep it private, not tell the fans and the public until it was the right time, and you agreed with him hesitantly. I mean, there was nothing you were ashamed of and you loved Brendon with all your heart. You wouldn’t care if people hated you or the relationship was ridiculed. You had been together for two months now, and it was actually a miracle nobody found out. The rules were strict but simple. You couldn’t show displays of affection while in public settings, no social media interaction with both of you at the same time, and deny every question someone would ask. It was hard to do. At first, you thought maybe it was because Brendon didn’t love you. You thought maybe he was afraid of telling people you were his girlfriend, embarrassed to be around you, that he didn’t want anyone to think he actually liked you. But the more time you spent with Brendon, you realized that it wasn’t the case at all. He did truly love you and he thought you were beautiful, and he was proud as could be. He just didn’t want you to get hurt. He wanted to protect you, and he couldn’t bear the thought of someone hating on you or saying mean things. He didn’t want you to be just another girl. He wanted you to be his girl.

“You’ve been together for two whole months,” Dallon argued. “He should introduce you already!”

“I know,” you sighed. “But Brendon’s not ready.”

“Will he ever be?” Dallon threw his hands up in the air angrily. “This has been going on forever. He’s being a diva! He needs to grow a pair and stop hogging you all to himself! You think Breezy and I just stayed in the shadows constantly? Huh? No! We had to go through the same things every other couple does! If Brendon thinks he can just escape it, he’s damn wrong. Okay? It’s not something you mess around with. If he’s serious about the relationship, he needs to man up and tell people about it. Because as soon as the press and the paparazzi even notice you and him together, believe me, the rumors they’re going to create will become your worst nightmare. So come clean now or prepare yourselves for a major curveball. I’m surprised you’ve lasted this long.” You stood there, speechless at Dallon’s words, not knowing how agitated he was with the entire situation. Though the more you thought about it, you kind of felt the same way too. This was getting ridiculous. Brendon needed to tell people. You had waited long enough.

You nodded your head slowly and then looked up at Dallon. “You’re right,” you agreed. “Can you talk to him for me?”

“I will,” Dallon reassured. “Sorry for getting so heated, I just… That really needed to be said.”

“Yeah, I get you,” you understood. “Thanks, Dallon.”

“No problem, y/n. Get some sleep, it’s kind of late. I’ll be sure to tell Brendon you’re already on the bus, okay?” he decided.

“Yeah,” you replied. You walked to the tour bus and went to your bunk, sliding under the sheets and dozing off to sleep.

The next morning you woke up and saw Brendon on his Twitter, scrolling through his timeline. “Hey,” he mumbled.

“Hi babe,” you greeted, giving him a kiss on the cheek. You caught him frowning. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he shook his head. “It’s nothing, I’m fine.”

You stared at the bowl of cereal in front of him, untouched. “You haven’t even started eating yet,” you murmured, stirring around the spoon. “Come on, honey. You got to eat something.”

“I already fucking told you y/n, I’m fine!” he slammed his fists on the table, making you jump. You’ve never seen him so angry.

“I’m um, I’m sorry…” you stammered, nervous and afraid.

Brendon took a deep breath and then shook his head. “Look, I’m sorry,” he sighed, his voice softer. “I’m sorry. I just, I’m sorry.”

“What’s wrong Brendon?” you asked, cupping his cheek with your hand. “Look at me.”

“I just need some alone time,” he grumbled, pushing out his seat and grabbing his phone, walking off of the bus.

You bit down on your lower lip, just now noticing that Kenny was sitting across from you both, speechless and shocked. “What’s up with Brendon?” you whispered.

“Nothing,” Kenny shook his head.

“Don’t tell me it’s nothing,” you glared, taking a seat by Kenny.

“You really want to know, y/n?” Kenny raised an eyebrow.

“I need to know,” you dug your fingernails into the edge of the table. “It’s driving me insane.”

“I don’t think I should tell you,” Kenny mumbled. “I don’t think Dallon or Brendon would like it.”

“Please, just tell me,” you begged. “Come on.”

“Okay, okay,” Kenny sighed. “Brendon was periscoping last night and Dallon walked in really angry and told Brendon to get off the damn phone and said he needed to talk to him.”

“What?” your eyes grew wide.

“There’s more,” Kenny added. “So Brendon was confused and Dallon kept yelling at him and so Brendon disconnected the Periscope and the fans started getting really wild. They already knew Dallon was angry at Brendon and so they’ve been coming up with all these rumors.”

“Rumors?” you narrowed your eyes.

“Yeah,” Kenny drew in a sharp breath. “They think Brendon’s getting a new bass player and firing Dallon and that he never told Dallon and Dallon just found out on his own. Another one says that Brendon had a one night stand with Dallon’s wife, Breezy. Another one says that Brallon is a real ship and that they’re breaking up. There’s a lot of ridiculous rumors. Brendon and Dallon are trying to let them die down before they release anything on it, but they’re really nervous for the meet and greets and the show tonight. The entire fan base is going insane. They’re demanding answers.”

“This is terrible,” you hid your face in your hands.

“There’s even been a trending hashtag since last night, #BrendonsPeriscopePredicament or something like that,” he groaned. “It’s terrible. We’ve been told to stay in the bus for the morning until the crew tries to sort it all out. It’s just rumors, but what happened on the Periscope can’t be denied. It’s on YouTube too.”

“Oh Kenny,” you closed your eyes tight. “This is all my fault.”

“It’s not,” he reassured. “Dallon just got a little too angry and Brendon overreacted. The fans are just a blowing things out of proportion. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”

“I just feel awful,” you complained. “I feel so guilty.”

“Don’t,” Kenny put a hand on your shoulder. “Trust me, this isn’t your fault.”

“But poor Dallon, everyone must think he’s lost his job. And they’re misjudging Brendon, he doesn’t deserve that reputation, both of them don’t,” you ran a hand through your hair, trying to think of something to do, how to help, or just to make it stop.

“Calm down y/n. We’ll get it all solved,” Kenny promised.

They did their meet and greet and nothing went wrong. It seemed as if the fans had enough dignity and respect as to not mention the problem. During the show, everything went smoothly, and it was as if nothing had happened. However, Brendon and Dallon both avoided you all day long, and so that’s how you found yourself in your bunk, sobbing into your pillow, thinking everything was your fault. There was a knock on the door, and you gave a muffled, “Come in.”

“Hey, you okay y/n?” a voice asked.

You lifted your head from the pillow, a tear stained face looking at Dan, the band’s drummer. You groaned and then sunk your face into the pillow again. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled. “This is all because of me.”

“No, it’s not,” Dan sighed. He sat down on the edge of the bunk, flicking your ear and making you glare at him. He smiled. “There she is.”

“I just don’t know how to fix it,” you wiped away your tears, pulling your legs up and hugging them near your chest, as if you were curled up in a ball.

“You don’t need to,” he reassured. “It will die down eventually.”

“I don’t know, Dan. This is different,” you sniffled. “I just feel like I’m the reason Brendon has to lie to his fans.”

“He’s not lying, he’s just not telling them,” Dan explained.

“That’s kind of lying,” you shrugged.

“Look, you don’t need to throw a pity party. You’re better than that. This isn’t you fault, so wipe off your tears and cross the damn bridge already. Okay?” Dan crossed his arms. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t need three silent treatments. Two is plenty.”

“Okay,” you giggled, wiping away your tears. “I’m sorry, I was probably being ridiculous anyways.”

“You’re fine,” he shook his head. “It’s Brendon and Dallon that I’m worried about.”

“What do you suppose?” you wondered.

“What do I think?” Dan asked. You nodded. “I think it’s time Brendon just tells everyone what he’s been hiding.”

That night, Dan suggested that you talk to Zach, who managed most things within the band. You were hesitant at first, but after a small discussion and a quick hug, it was decided that you would talk to Dallon and apologize first thing tomorrow morning, working things out with him, and then meet Brendon and have a discussion with him too. But for now, Zach advised that it was best for you to get some sleep, and then approach the situation tomorrow morning. The next day, you had figured out that Dallon had escaped to some coffee shop, so a call was necessary, but Brendon was just roaming around the bus, probably still grumpy. It was important you talked to Brendon face to face, in person, and a serious discussion. However, you assumed Dallon would understand the circumstances, and you wanted to get this done as soon as possible. You pulled out your phone, took a deep breath, and then searched in your contacts for Dallon’s number, saying a silent prayer in your head as the phone rang. It didn’t take long before he picked up. “Hey,” the voice spoke.

“Hi Dallon,” you cleared your throat. “It’s um, it’s me. Y/n.”

“Oh,” he mumbled. An awkward silence filled the void of the phone call.

“Look, I’m calling to say that I’m sorry. All this chaos and confusion, it was unnecessary and stupid. Brendon and I should’ve just told everyone from the beginning and left it at that. We never meant for all these rumors and speculation. It’s already died down mostly, so you shouldn’t have to worry. I’ve talked with Kenny, Dan, and Zach, and they’ve all said that it’s about time Brendon and I make the announcement and settle things. I’m sorry you got angry over it, and I’m sorry Brendon overreacted, and I’m sorry the fans made all those rumors,” you explained. “I never meant for any of this.”

“I know you didn’t,” Dallon replied. “I just think Brendon made a bad decision and he’s still stalling after all this time.”

“What did you say to him?” you asked cautiously.

“I was just really mad, and I shouldn’t have yelled at him on the Periscope like that. I’m sorry. I get why the fans were like that,” Dallon sighed. “I calmed down and I told Brendon he had to make a choice and tell people you guys were together or accept the fact that one day you’re eventually going to get found out. I tried telling him what I told you. He wouldn’t hear it though. He’s stubborn.”

“Of course he is,” you chuckled. Dallon gave a soft laugh, and you relaxed, instantly knowing he was okay.

“I just think it’s all a bunch of drama. Brendon needs to learn to fix his mistakes,” Dallon admitted. “Because it’s now or never.”

“I’m going to talk to him soon. Anything you want me to say?” you inquired.

“Let him know that I’m not angry at him, and that I’ve tried to talk to him, but he always walks away,” Dallon told you. “And please tell him that when he’s ready, I’m here to talk.”

“Thanks Dallon,” you smiled.

“If you ever need anything, I’m here for you y/n. You’re a sweetheart,” he answered. “I’m glad Brendon found someone like you.”

“I’m glad too,” you whispered.

“See you later,” Dallon laughed. You hung up the call and then decided to go find Brendon. It was about time you two worked things out. You walked around the bus and finally went outside, finding him smoking a joint and leaning against the bumper.

“Hey, Brendon?” you got closer and he turned his head towards you, taking off his sunglasses and sighing.

“Hi y/n. Can we talk some other time?” he asked, blowing a puff of smoke and leaning back against the bus again.

“No, we should talk now,” you insisted, sitting next to him and putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Okay,” he took a deep breath and then another long drag, and looked at you. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” you shook your head. “This was all ridiculous.”

“No, don’t tell me not to be sorry. I am. I was stupid, and Dallon’s right, and I should’ve just told them from the beginning. It shouldn’t have turned into something like this,” Brendon sighed. “I feel like sometimes I don’t think when I make decisions.”

“Don’t say that,” you gave him a quick hug. “I love you so much, and you didn’t do anything wrong. We all make mistakes.”

“I know,” he nodded, taking another long drag. “But lately I’ve been making a lot of them.”

You stared into his eyes for a second, and then smiled, kissing him softly and pulling back, a grin on your face. “Does that help?” you wondered.

“Yeah,” Brendon laughed. “It does.”

“So when are you going to tell them?” you asked.

“Well…” Brendon put out his joint and took his phone out of his pocket, opening up his Twitter and showing you something he had tweeted not too long ago.

“Dear fans,” you read aloud. “Please stay alert for an upcoming Periscope. :) There’s something important I need to tell you all.”

“What do you think?” he inquired.

“Well let’s see what they think,” you scrolled down on the comments, saying them out loud. “Beebo marry me, you’re my daddy, Ryden is real, why did Brallon break up, who leaked Bohemian Rhapsody, who wrote the milk fic, give us Pirate’s Booty… It’s all just a bunch of bullshit.”

“It’s not bullshit,” Brendon glared and then snatched his phone. “It’s inside jokes.”

“What?” you wondered.

“My fans and I are like best friends,” he explained. “The stuff you just read might not make sense to you, but it makes sense to me. It makes me smile, makes me laugh, it’s special.”

“Are you choosing your fans over me?” you inquired, and Brendon chuckled.

“No,” he laughed. “I’m just defending them. Because what they say might sound dumb or stupid or nonsensical to others, but it makes me happy. Because just like me, they’re a little crazy too.”

“I love you Brendon,” you sighed, leaning on him.

“I love you too y/n,” he replied, giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“So when’s the periscope?” you raised an eyebrow.

“This evening,” he answered. “And I need you to be there.”

“I will,” you reassured. “Trust me.”

That evening you tried to look your best. Not so much as for Brendon, but for his fans. You knew how much this meant to Brendon, because his fans are his everything, and he loved them almost as much as he loved you. You hoped everything would go okay. After all, you had messed things up once, and you didn’t plan on doing it again. You found Brendon in the dressing room, smiling and patting down the seat next to him. “This spot is reserved for a very lucky lady by the name of y/n. You happen to know her?” he joked.

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Where’s Dallon? Isn’t he supposed to be here?”

“I’m over here,” Dallon announced, signing posters on a table beside Brendon.

“Sorry, didn’t see you there,” you cringed.

“It’s fine,” Dallon laughed.

“Well here goes nothing,” Brendon grinned. He lifted up his phone and began the Periscope, tweeting it out to his followers, and waiting for the connection to begin. All of a sudden, his face took up the screen, and you smiled knowing there were already 4k people watching. He scrolled through the chat for a little bit, seeing all the anxious fans and how excited they were to find out the suprise. When it reached about 4.8k he started talking. “Okay guys, you all know me, Brendon. Today I have a little announcement to make, but before that, I better clear some things up.”

“Yeah!” Dallon chimed in, leaning on Brendon’s shoulder and putting his face on the screen. “Sorry to burst your bubble guys, but I’m not getting fired.”

“Nope,” Brendon shook his head. “I love that buddy way too much to let go of him. Dallon’s staying for a while guys.” He chuckled as he read a couple comments in the chat and then shook his head. “But I want you all to meet someone else that I love. I wish I would’ve told you all sooner, but I was an asshole and decided to be jealous and keep her to myself.” He stifled a laugh. “I’ve been dating a very special girl for a long time now, about two months, and I think it’s time that you guys meet her. Her name is y/n and she means the world to me, so please be nice.”

“She’s a sweetheart,” Dallon added. Brendon smiled at the responses on the chat and then turned the camera to you. Nervous at first, you gave a hesitant wave, but as soon as you read the couple compliments on the screen, your face brightened up into a huge smile.

“Hi guys,” you giggled. “I’m y/n.”

Brendon moved the screen so that both of you were in the picture, and then began to read the comments aloud. “She’s really pretty? Yeah, I know she is. You like her outfit? I bought it for her, that’s why. I like buying her things. I think it makes me happier than it makes her though,” Brendon teased. “How did we meet? At a concert. How’s Penny and Bogart doing? They’re fine. They’re doing good.”

“They’re really sweet,” you whispered in his ear.

He looked at the screen in silence, smiling at all the questions and the compliments directed towards the two of you, and then he looked at you. “See? Nothing to worry about. They love you already,” Brendon announced.

“I love you guys too,” you replied. The chat started going pretty fast, and Brendon decided it was going to quick to read any comments, so he decided to talk about the whole Dallon incident and clear that up. Then he talked about tour, how things were going, and then somehow turned the conversation back towards you again. You answered questions about your favorite color, food, music, and other things, and then Zach came in and told Brendon it was time for the meet and greet.

“I’ll see you all later. And don’t worry, I’m sure y/n will be around for a very long time. You’ll be able to get to know her better too,” Brendon reassured. “See ya. Stay safe, stay happy, you guys are the greatest.”

He disconnected and then put the phone in his pocket, letting out a heavy sigh. “I’m so glad that went well,” you grinned.

“I’m so glad I found you,” he responded. He kissed you on the lips and then pulled away, closing his eyes shut for a moment. “I wouldn’t trade you for anything in the world.”

“Okay, okay, that’s really sweet but we got to move guys,” Zach groaned. “We only have half an hour to make it to the meet and greet.”

“Sorry,” you and Brendon chuckled as you raced out the door. Brendon held your hand, squeezing it softly as you guys walked to the parking lot. Sure, dating Brendon was sometimes problematic, but it did come with it’s perks. Much less, Brendon was the sweetest boy in the world. Even though he was sometimes stubborn, egotistical, a bit thick headed, and a massive diva, you loved him so much and he made you the happiest girl in the entire world. You wouldn’t want to fall in love with anyone else. Brendon Urie was your perfect match, and you planned on staying with him for a very long time, no matter how many hashtags, Periscopes, or crazy fans would get in your way.

learngeo  asked:

Hey! Just saw your DBT spread and I was wandering if you'd have some more and would be willing to show them? I've been thinking about good ways to incorporate DBT in my bullet journal but am not sure how. Yours look lovely! I hope you have a good day!!

(i’m gonna post this if that’s okay???)

hey! thank you so much!!! <33 that was actually the very first DBT spread i’d done, as the ones before were printed sheets that my therapist gave me (which imo were so ugly LOL sorry @ my therapist)

i’ve still been using the same layout for my mood/action entries, just more neat so if u want a better/closer look this is a better pic

(this isn’t even as neat as it should be rip)

those are all just moods/actions that i personally struggle with most. at my clinic, everyone’s DBT entries are customized to keep track of their personal struggles, so if you do plan on making DBT entries (if u don’t have one/made one already) then i highly suggest asking ur therapist to help u customize one or making one for urself even. 

this was the original layout for my diary card in case u were wondering what the hell any of that means LOL

in addition to this though i wanted to have some personal things i wanted to keep track of, like sleep, medication, hygiene, and whether i’d actually filled out the diary card LOL so this is the tracker page that i use

believe it or not, i actually used a ruler while drawing those lines smh i have such shaky hands LOL

so yeah, this is kind of basically what i do to make it a little less boring to fill out my dbt entries. 

i hope this helped!!!!

are-you-sure-its-me-you-see  asked:

Can I get RFA + V finding MC's anti-depressants and realizing they have depression? Please and thank you!

Yes, I made it so that Jumin doesn’t find out that exact way, so if you want me to fix it let me know. Also, if anyone needs to talk because they feel down, you can message me at any time.


  • He’s not the brightest lightbulb he only lasted about an hour
  • He has to actually see MC’s pill case on his bathroom counter for it to really register that they take any sort of medicine
  • MC has slept over at his house a few times before, so he assumes that he’s seen them take their pills
  • He gets worried
  • Like really worried and runs out of the bathroom, pill case in hand and asks MC if they’re dying
  • Yoosung, chill
  • “No, Yoosung. It’s just to help regulate my depression”
  • Oh. He can deal with that.
  • Then it clicks
  • MC, you have depression? But you’re always so happy and smiling.”
  • They have to explain to him that just because someone is happy doesn’t mean they aren’t depressed. 
  • He studies more about depression and things he can do to help in his spare time.
  • He will stop whatever his plans are for the day and just hold them, if MC says they’re not feeling too well


  • Is honestly a bit hurt when he finds the bottle that appears to have fallen out of MC’s jacket. Yeah, MC why are you carrying your anti-depressants around in a jacket. 
  • But once he sits down and talks about it with them, he finds out that it’s not him and they’ve had it for years, he’s honestly completely fine with it.
  • It’s just another part of them to love.
  • Whenever MC is having a particularly bad day, he’ll lay down on the couch and pull MC on top of him so that they can listen to his heartbeat it’s so steady and strong and he can stroke their hair


  • She was always worried about you
  • Even back before the first party, when MC would miss chatrooms from how much they slept.
  • So she really didn’t mean to snoop. 
  • They just always looked so tired, and Jaehee just wanted to make sure MC isn’t in an kind of trouble.
  • She found a slip for a proscription refill first, for something with a name she couldn’t even begin to pronounce.
  • Then she found the pill bottles, all still filled and dated recently, all of them saying take twice a day
  • She was honestly shocked MC was hiding something like this.
  • She was their wife. We all know the proposal Jaehee had was actually a marriage proposal.
  • Obviously she confronted MC about it.
  • Everything turned out fine, Jaehee was just upset they kept it from them for so long
  • MC now has a chart and alarms on theirs and Jaehee’s phone for when to take their meds.


  • Finds out the second day they’re in his apartment. Jumin Han gets shit done.
  • It was also kind of hard to miss how MC twitched every so often.
  • When he asked them, they just told him they needed to go back to the apartment.
  • Finally, on the third day, they told him.
  • “Jumin, I really need to go back to the apartment. My meds are there, I haven’t taken them in two days.”
  • He is calling his personal doctor before they even finish the sentence.
  • He’s right there as you talk with the doctor, and takes everything surprisingly well. 
  • Makes sure there’s always things that make them happy in the apartment.
  • Their favorite is picking up Elizabeth the 3rd and letting her fur tickle their cheeks.


  • He sees the pill bottles lining the bathroom counter and figures out pretty fast
  • Doesn’t mention it at first because he doesn’t want to seem like he cares.
  • But he’s honestly so worried that he mentions it
  • He only lasted about an hour he’s blind
  • Takes it very well
  • Really wants to just pull them into a hug and let them know they’re loved
  • After the incident with mint eye he does just that
  • Everyday.
  • And MC does it to him too.


  • He’s blind 
  • So it’s more like the rattling of the pills that clues him in
  • “Darling, what is that?” Is a frequently asked question that never really got an answer
  • Finally MC tells him.
  • Is shocked at first
  • Am I destined to be with girls who have mental disorders
  • But he eventually calms down
  • Hugs MC from behind and asks them how bad it is
  • Is very relieved when he finds out that it’s completely manageable with the medication they take every day
  • Makes sure that MC never misses a day.
  • Being the giant that he is, he engulfs MC in hugs that smell like home
Regrets [Jungkook x Reader]

Part of me is crying because of the ridiculousness in this chapter lol 

Chapter 1.

Chapter 2.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 5.

Next Morning

After Jin kicked the other two out, you could hear him scolding them for their actions and you felt bad. You giggled a bit though. You were glad that you were all staying the same house, but at the same time you also had some worries. They were all men of course. It was kind of odd to see one female in an all males’ house. You brushed the thought aside for now. You got ready for work and packed your bag. Jin gave you a bento for lunch. You and Jimin were walking quietly to the car and you got in. Jimin drove you to work since Jin’s house was a bit farther than your’s and Jimin’s old apartments. He parked, got out and opened the door for you. You smiled and thanked him.

You began to walk upstairs into the building, you saw a slender girl at the entrance. She was pretty. She was slim, V-shaped face, long black hair, dewy skin. She looked at you. “Are YOU Y/N?” She pointed her thin finger at you. You looked at her. She had the look of a killer. How did she know who you were? Jimin subtly walked in front of you. .

“And who are you?” Jimin had a dark look in his eyes.

“I’m Ji Yun.”

“That girl”, she pointed to you. “Needs to stay away from my boyfriend and stick to her own man”

Jimin spoke up, “Uh. She is with her man.”

Ji Yun raised an eyebrow. “Whatever, but you need to stay away from my boyfriend” and with that she walked towards you and started to pull your hair and attempted to push you down the stairs while Jimin was in the middle of you two trying to keep you safe but, you lost your balance and felt yourself falling backwards. You closed your eyes scared to face the consequences. You landed in a pair of strong arms. You slowly opened your eyes and it was Jungkook. Your eyes widened. And you didn’t know what to feel. You were scared and thankful at the same time. You weren’t sure to say something. He carried you up the stairs and let you down. You scurried back to Jimin. He turned to Ji Yun.

“Oppa, you’re here! I finally found you.”


She stepped closer to him

He didn’t bat an eye. “Stay away from her. Before I call the cops.”

Her innocent eyes turned to dangerous ones. “Oppa, you know you’ll regret saying that. If she gets hurt, it’s your fault.”

“Well, she was already hurt before, now leave. I won’t hesitate to call my father to send you abroad.” Her eyes started to shift. She quickly turned and left the building. Jungkook turned as well and left towards his office. You and Jimin looked at each other with confusion. Jimin quickly turned to you and cupped your face and started to feel your arms and squeezed your hands tightly “Y/N, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? If you are just tell me. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.”

“No, it’s okay Jimin. At least she didn’t get past you. You never know what could ever happen if you weren’t here. And Jungkook too. I don’t want to admit this, but if he wasn’t here I would’ve possible fell to my death.” Your eyes a bit watery.

Jimin comforted you, “let’s go into the office, yeah?”

You nodded and followed his lead. You both went to your respective places and worked for a couple of hours. It was then you had a phone call from Jin. You walked outside to take it.


“Y/N-ah, go eat lunch, it’s already 1. I’m pretty sure you were working the whole time. And jimin’s probably doing the same and forgot to remind you.”

“Ah- thanks Oppa. That means a lot. Also… I have to tell you something when I get home.”

He heard the strain in your voice trying to keep yourself together. “I’ll come by and pick you up from work early. I’ll be there around 2 and we can chat about it. Your boss will be okay with it if I talk to her. Jimin will stay and work, okay? I need his share of the rent anyways so I’m sure he’ll be fine on his own.”

“I’ll see you in a bit Oppa. I’m hanging up now.”

“I’ll be there soon. Bye”

You hung up and walked to the restroom. You kept thinking about who that Ji Yun girl was and you were terrified of how she acted to someone she’s never met before and why you were being the one that’s targeted. What did she mean “Stay away from her boyfriend?” You talked to yourself while walking through the hallway. You thought about it. Jimin wasn’t her boyfriend? What did she mean? And even if that was the case, you and Jimin weren’t technically official either, so you didn’t really have a say in that.

While you were outside, Jimin and Jungkook were actually talking.

Jimin started the conversation. “Uh, hey kid, thanks for saving Y/N earlier.”

“No problem. You would save anyone who was pushed down the stairs right?”

“I guess. But who was that girl?”

“Someone dangerous. Jimin-Hyung, I know you don’t like me and probably know of Y/N’s past with me, but I’m telling you this because I care and I want to protect Y/N. Ji Yun is dangerous. Keep her with you at all times.”

He looked at the kid. He was being serious about it and he wanted Y/N safe. He wasn’t sure if this was a ruse to lure you out or not. But he went along with it for now.

Right before Jimin was going to ask more questions you walked back into the office and you sat at your desk, looked at Jimin  and rolled over to his cubicle.

“Chim, share lunch with me, Oppa packed way too much for me.” He looked at you, “Haha sure. It’s time for a lunch break anyways.”

You turned to Jungkook, “Jungkook, do you want to join us for lunch?”

Jungkook didn’t know what to feel right now. Just yesterday you were scared to even look at him in the eye and now you made full eye contact with him without even a blink. He felt himself getting flustered. He felt heat rise up throughout his body. The fact that he felt like this just a by a question from you, had him questioning his actions from five years ago. How did he let such a sweet person go so far away?

“U-uh y-yeah. I’ll join you” he looked down at his feet.

You smiled, “Great! Hold on, let me get the food. I’ll be back.” You left to go get the bento out of the fridge. You walked into your workroom and you saw other co-workers there and you waved and said hi to those that you knew. You found your bento and chatted with some other peers there. It was nice to know that not everyone in the world was evil.


Jimin turned to Jungkook. “You know you don’t have to act so flustered around her.”

“Hyung, she makes me nervous.”

“Oh really, but you were an ass to her”

“Honest, I didn’t do those things on purpose. OKAY. I did, BUT… it was out of vain and I later realized when it was too late and she left. I finally found her again. I was stupid. TOO STUPID” He face-palmed himself and let his head hit his desk.

Jimin looked at him. If he didn’t know Jungkook, Jimin felt like he and Jungkook would be able to get along just fine. He looks like an adorable kid with bunny teeth and he was seeing a different attitude than what you said. If you were okay to talk to him then he should be able to talk to this brat without any trouble.

“Do you like Y/N?” Jimin was curious and he had to know.

“…” Jungkook felt his face turn beet red. He was so embarrassed. He confessed his feelings to his hyung after a day of knowing him. This was ridiculous.

“You should just be her friend. I already claimed her.” 

Jungkook understood. He nodded and said, “It’s up to Y/N who she finds happiness with.” Jimin looked at the brat. Maybe he isn’t so bad after all.

You came back and you saw the two boys looking at each other and on speaking terms. It was a sight you were relieved to see. Jimin was more humble about these things. If it were Jin, Jungkook would have died the second he stepped into the building and that girl.. She kept plaguing your mind. Why did she want to hurt you?

You sat down at Jimin and Jungkook’s cubicle. “OKAY, LET’S SEE.” You opened the bento and you were right, Jin packed as if there were seven people were working at a sitting job. This made you feel tired. “Waaaah, Oppa packed way too much for me! Does he want to make me fat or something?”

Jimin snickered, “You’re squishy from what Yoongi Hyung said”

You pointed your chopsticks at him, “ Yah, Park Jimin, I’ll leave you for Yoongi Oppa.”

“Wait wait what, You’ll leave me for that marshmallow? What the heck Y/N?” He gave you the puppy eyes. Jungkook couldn’t believe what he was seeing or even hearing. You didn’t have one, but multiple men that were chasing after you? Why did he let you go in the first place? This was getting too mushy. He needed to find a way to be with you again. Even if you guys were friends again. As long as you saw him as someone of worth.

“Hyung, you should be happy she works with you right?”

You and Jimin turned to Jungkook forgetting he was there. You looked at Jungkook, “ Hey Jungkook..” He looked at you with anticipation. You were talking to him again. More than once today.

“Thanks for earlier..I would have probably died if you weren’t there to catch me.” Jungkook felt his ears heat up. “Ah-n-no problem Y/N! I mean, I was lucky to be there right? Hahah…” He put his hand behind his head scratching it. He felt so nervous.

“Yeah, lucky haha. You should eat Jungkook! You barely brought anything for your lunch. Jin Oppa made a mountain of food, so take as much as you want!!”

He was shy and he felt nervous around you again. How were you so nice? He spaced out then realized that you had a spoon with food in front of him. “Jungkookie! Eat up!” He moved forward and ate the food from the spoon. Jimin felt a pang of jealousy. Jungkookie? What was that. Feeding him? What is this? 

He looked at you. “Y/N-ah, you call him Jungkookie?”

You were dumbfounded and honestly dense. “Yeah? I add the -ie to everyone’s name? Like Jinnie Oppa? Jiminie Oppa? Joonie Oppa? Taehyungie?”

He exhaled slowly and he was relieved. He thought you were trying to flirt with him or something. He felt jealousy burn seeing that. “Y/N-ahh wanna hang out after work?”

You forgot to tell him, “I can’t Jinnie-Oppa said he was picking me up early to talk.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, he called me to remind me to eat with you and that he’s coming by at 2.”

“Wait, does that mean I’m going home too?”

“He said you would have to stay”

“What the fu-”

“Park Jimin, we’re working don’t curse!” He blushed, “I’ll call Hyung”. After a couple of rings, Jin picked up. “Jimin?”

“Hyung, you’re coming by to pick up Y/N?”

“Yeah, about that, I’m caught up at my restaurant so Yoongi is coming by to pick her up.”

Jimin felt worried for a second. He loves his Hyung and all but, Yoongi had feelings for Y/N as well. And that was a risk.”


All of a sudden you heard Yoongi’s voice, “Yah- Pabo, If you insult me one more time, I’ll full on make-out with Y/N-ah right in front of you. You’re not taller than me either so I don’t know who the hell you’re calling small.”

You felt your face burn up, Jungkook felt heat rising to his face imagining another man’s lips on yours and full of lust coming out of both of you. He shook his head. dirty dirty dirty. 

“Hyung. You do realize Y/N heard that right?” Jimin deadpanned…-____-

“Good, she’ll knows that she’ll be in for a surprise when I pick her up, Y/N I love youuuuuuuuuuuuu. Saranghaeyooooooooo”

“I swear this crazy Hyung is drunk or something.” You giggled.

Jimin sighed. “Jin Hyung, what about me?

“You can stay at work and pay me your part of the rent, I still don’t have it.”

He shook his head, he totally forgot about it. “Ah-Hyung, I have to tell you something when I get home.”

Y/N said the same thing. Did something happen?”

“A couple of things, but luckily Jungkook was there.”

“Jungkook?” Jin looked at Yoongi when he heard this. They both got heated really fast and they felt anger rise. 

“Did he do something?”

Jimin looked at you, “Well, he did something positive?”

Jungkook sat in fear since hearing the other hyungs made him insecure with his current relationship with Y/N.

“Fine, as long as Y/N wasn’t hurt. Yoongi’s coming by right now.”

“Okay, bye Hyung” The phone clicked and the three of you looked down to see that there wasn’t even a dent made in your lunch. Jimin started to pack up the lunch while leaving you and Jungkook to talk. He witnessed the beautiful person that you are.


Jungkook turned to you, “ Yeah, Y/n?”

“Who was that girl?”

“Someone dangerous…” He guiltily looked away.

“It’s okay if you’re not ready to talk about it” You pat his back and smiled. “She probably brought back bad memories.”

Jungkook wanted to hold you. To embrace your beautiful self. He wanted to take it all in. He appreciated you now. How come he was so selfish? Why was he an idiot?

Jimin felt sorry for the kid. Honestly, at first he wanted to kill him, but seeing how you were so empathetic with him made him melt inside. You were so sweet and understanding. Why couldn’t he be like that? Why couldn’t he man up and forgive people that easily? You were hit and abused by this kid. Once he put the food away, he turned back and all of a sudden his face made contact with the ground.

You and Jungkook turned towards the sound where the crash came from. You saw Yoongi on top of Jimin? “Yah- you brat, call me a gnome one more time! I’ll destroy you with my bare hands and do what I told you what I was going to do with Y/N in front of you!!!”

You started laughing.

Jungkook stared and listened to your sweet laugh. You were so mesmerising.

“Oppa, don’t kill Jimin. He’s my best friend! I need him for cuddles, hugs and kisses!”

Jimin’s eyes widened when he heard kisses and he knew he was going to die. “What the hell do you mean kisses? YOU ALREADY KISSED Y/N? YOU SNEAKY BRAT”

Jimin felt the weight shift on his back and Yoongi was pinning him down. Jungkook was surprised by how strong this Yoongi guy was and stayed still. He was shook.

“Y/N-ah, if you want kisses, just ask Oppa, I’ll come right over and lick your lips right away”

You giggled at this, “This is how Yoongi Oppa is. Always a jokester ..a perverted one..but I appreciate and love you Oppa!”

Honestly, Yoongi played around and said things, but never did any of it. He respected you and what you wanted. He didn’t push and he knew you liked Jimin. He just liked messing with Jimin and beating him up. Plus, you were his first real crush, and so it wouldn’t be smart if he just left you two be. He had to fight Jimin for liking you. He was like that one older brother that fought everyone for you. If Jin was like your older brother that took care and fed you, he was the one that dealt with these rascals for liking his precious Y/N.

He would be lying if he said he didn’t have a crush on you either. 

Both Yoongi and Jimin got up, “Y/N pack your things, I’m taking you home to Hyung. And Jimin, stay for the rest of the day. You still have food that Hyung made so you won’t starve.”

You quietly got up and got your things. You pat Jungkook’s head and bid him goodbye and gave a big bearhug to Jimin. “Y/–N-ah, I’ll see you at home..why are you bearhugging me???”

“Because Yoongi Oppa hurt you!!” You giggled and took Yoongi’s hand and left. “Bye Oppa, Love you!”

After you were out of sight, Jimin stared up into the ceiling. “She said love you oh my…”

Jungkook waved his hand over Jimin’s face. “Hyung. I need to talk to you.”

Jimin sat up.

“Ji Yun is trying to kill Y/N.”

warning signs → pcy

Originally posted by foreverxoxoexo

→ mafia!park chanyeol
→ in which two respectively fucked up people found a way to love each other despite the warning signs.
→ word count: 3k
pt 1 // pt 2 // pt 3 // pt 4 // pt 5 //
→ song of the chapter: leaving tonight by the neighbourhood

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