it was mostly the red this show does not like red

Potter and Parkinson

I’m sure this has been done before, but I absolutely live for pansy/Harry friendship

- Pansy and Harry become friends even before Drarry happens
- it’s eighth year, and of course all the returning students are grouped in one big dorm because house unity and all that
- Harry can’t sleep. The nightmares are too much, and he doesn’t want to bother his roommate *cough*draco*cough* because he’s his ex-rival for merlin’s sake and that’s just /awkward/
- so he sits by the hearth in the common room, where everything is usually purple and gray but right now the fire is roaring and everything is bathed in a wonderful orange light
- and he doesn’t notice Parkinson sitting in the love seat to his left until she shifts and drawls out a scathing “well if it isn’t the boy who just won’t die”
- and of course Harry jumps, wand out and pointed at Pansy’s throat in half a second
- she stares at it and pushes it away in silence
- there’s the expected “nightmare?” “Yeah. You?” “Same as you, what do you expect” exchange then comfortable silence
- eventually they fall asleep where they are
- in the morning, pansy’s gone and Harry’s late for breakfast
- neither of them say anything about it, but she nevertheless slips him an extra hot coffee as she leaves the great hall
- it happens again that night
- this time, they talk about it
- “what’s it like to die?”
- he starts. He’s never told anyone about that. Ever.
- and that’s how he finds out that Pansy is a legilimens
- “why don’t you look for yourself?”
- “I’m not a barbarian, Potter”
- so he tells her. And she listens.
- she asks why he didn’t tell Weasley and Granger
- “they worry too much”
- and she gets it
- the next night, she tells him why she doesn’t boast about her legilimency
- “My Death Eater family loved to exploit it. When old Voldy came back, he forced me to use it to find out his victim’s fears and weaknesses. I was a puppet. I didn’t ask for that.”
- “None of us did.”
- they meet like this every night, when the nightmares are too much or the insomnia sets in
- she explains that sleeping was too much like passing out from Crucio
- He talks about how weird it feels since Draco started ignoring him
- they talk about Draco a lot
- “he wasn’t always that way. You should’ve seen him as a child, when his father would be away on business. I’d never met anyone more in love with life.”
- they don’t talk for the rest of that night
- he notices the slytherin Trio has mostly broken up
- Pansy, surprisingly, hangs out with Luna during the day
- Harry asks about it
- Pansy shrugs “she doesn’t dwell on the past”
- One day Hermione and Ron don’t show up for breakfast
- Pansy takes the seat next to Harry, “ she snuck into his room last night after you went to bed. Kicked Blaise out and everything.”
- They talk about life after hogwarts
- “you don’t want to be an auror anymore, then? Thought saving people gave you a hard on, Potty”
- he laughs for the first time in a long while
- “it gets boring after the first couple hundred times, I guess”
- “well, Mcgonagall obviously wants you for the DADA position”
- “maybe”
- they walk together to herbology
- Draco gawks as they enter the greenhouse
- Pansy offers a small smile
- Draco turns away
- Harry sulks
- Ron and Hermione show up a minute later, Hermione blushing and Ron raising an eyebrow at Harry, but he doesn’t say anything when Pansy whispers something in Harry’s ear that makes him grin wide
- It’s the middle of the year, and Harry and Pansy have established a sort of routine
- they meet every night, sometimes to talk, sometimes to take walks around the castle, sometimes just to sit in each other’s presence until they fall asleep
- in the morning, whoever wakes first brings up two mugs from breakfast, if it’s Pansy she brings cocoa, while Harry brings coffee
- Harry asks why Pansy always wears extra layers, or uses far more blankets than normal
- he mentions that Malfoy does it, too
- “Draco never told you?” “I never asked”
- it’s a side effect of the Cruciatus and Imperio Curses
- Harry thinks he understands
- He pats her hand, and she wonders why he’s so warm
- he shrugs. He’s always been like that.
- maybe it’s because of his mother’s love, he jokes
- she just looks at him. “Perhaps you’re right about something for once, Potty.”
- the next morning, Draco wakes early to find them snuggled together in front of the dying embers, Pansy leaning into Harry, extra blankets discarded on the floor
- he can’t help the tight, smoldering feeling in his chest as he walks to breakfast
- it’s Saturday, so there’s no class, but Blaise still leaves a mug of coffee and a cup of cocoa on the coffee table in the common room for when they wake, warming charms cast to keep the drinks steaming
- when they wake up, it’s not awkward at all. Just comfortable.
- like sharing a bed with your sibling
- they enjoy their arrangement, and Pansy takes advantage of Harry’s warmth constantly
- eighth years are allowed to leave the grounds at any point, so long as they obey curfew
- Harry and Pansy visit Hogsmeade together shortly after Christmas break
- while out for lunch, they run into Draco
- Pansy invites him along
- Harry and Draco start talking and don’t stop
- Pansy is torn; she hates being a third wheel, but she thinks she ships the two more
- she excuses herself, claiming exhaustion, and finds a quaint book shop near the edge of the village
- There, she runs into a distressed Granger
- turns out, Granger broke it off with Weasley
- Pansy is surprisingly good at comforting others, and shares her unexpected love of books with Hermione
- but while Hermione adores nonfiction, Pansy reads fiction. Thus, a friendship grows
- their day at the book store marks the start of a new relationship
- she tells Harry about her impromptu date with hermione
- “on a first name basis now, are you? I feel betrayed.”
- “oh shut it, Potty.”
- she’s blushing and they both know it
- in retaliation, she asks about Draco, and now it’s Harry’s turn to bloom red
- when Harry asks Draco out in the Great Hall a few weeks later, Pansy stands and screams from the other end of the table “IT’S ABOUT FUCKING TIME YOU PINING PRICK”
- Harry and Draco both turn red, scurrying out of the hall, hand in hand
- Pansy high-fives Luna, who giggles the whole time
- Harry does the same thing when Hermione asks out Pansy, but instead he’s screaming “SAY YES ALREADY PANS, YOU BLOODY WUSS”
- Ron gazes at them sadly, but Blaise distracts him with a comforting hand on his lower back and offers some treacle tart
- Pansy and Harry’s nightly meetings start happening less and less, but they’re still closer than ever
- when Draco and Harry have their first fight, Pansy knows, cuddling with Harry in front of the fireplace like they used to
- Hermione is super understanding, bless her heart
- She still draws a mustache and monocle on Harry in revenge for stealing her girlfriend, though
- she wakes Draco early to see it
- He takes pictures of his exbutkindofstill-best friend and boyfriend cuddling
- he won’t admit it, but his heart melts just a little as they wake, untangling from each other, bleary eyes and bed heads
- Harry and Draco don’t fight as much after that (but neither of them mind so much on the mornings after they do because Harry and pansy’s friendship is so precious)
- drarry and pansmione have a double wedding
- Ron and Blaise are Best Men, Luna and Ginny Maids of Honor
- Harry gets the DADA job, but always floos home at the end of the day to be with Draco and the kids
-pansy works in hogsmeade, running the bookstore where she first comforted hermione, now minister of magic
- Draco is a wonderful homemaker, who works from home co-editing the Quibbler with Luna
- even after marriage and families, Pansy and Harry have slumber parties, just the two of them in the living room while Draco and hermione take the kids out
- they cuddle and talk about everything
- in the mornings, pansy always wakes first, since Harry is usually up late grading papers
- but now, she makes two coffees for Harry and hermione, a cocoa for her, and a tea for Draco
- Harry and Pansy still spend nights by the fire, but sometimes they’re joined by their spouses, Ron and Blaise, and Ginny and Luna
- Sometimes Pansy and Draco’s skin still turn to ice
- sometimes hermione and Harry still wake up in the middle of the night for no solid reason
- but they’re surrounded by the ones they love
- the war is over
- pansy’s legilimency fades with age, and she’s happy to only have to live in her own head for once
- Harry and Draco learn to be in love with life, and with each other
- Hermione and Ron are no longer a ‘what if’
- and while Draco’s scars never completely fade away, Harry assures him they make him even more beautiful
- While Pansy will never stop being cold, Hermione is there with cocoa and and blankets and her warm embrace
- while Harry and Hermione never eat as much as they used to, too accustomed to those days in that wretched tent, running from the enemy, starving in the forest, Draco and Pansy are there to hold them and kiss them and remind them that it’s better now. It’s okay now.
- and suddenly it wasn’t just Pansy and Harry with late night talks and cuddles on the couch
- it was everyone else, too
- it was warm, and safe, and home
- and it wasn’t perfect
- but it was good.

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I'm going through a real rough patch and if you want to write something cheerful you have no idea how grateful I'd be.

Flash sidled up to Superman on one of the Watchtower’s mezzanines, leaning against a rail. They looked at each other sidelong, then away.

“Wanna hear my new time?” Flash asked sideways, swaying as he alternated which foot held his weight, hands on his hips.

“There’s no way you beat my time,” Superman muttered, his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were in the other direction, and both men went silent as the Lanterns walked too close. Superman and Flash gave them a nod of acknowledgment, then waited for them to be at a safe distance.

“Nine seconds.”

“What!” Superman dropped his arms, whipped his head around to where Flash was grinning and bouncing on his heels. “No way.”

Flat,” Flash said.

“There’s no way.”

“Check my heartbeat if you don’t believe me,” Flash said, tapping his insignia with his thumb. Then he frowned. “Actually, don’t, I’m pretty excited about this so my pulse is probably crazy.”

His heart always sounded like an angry hummingbird trapped between his lungs, but Barry was also a notoriously terrible liar, so it wasn’t as relevant as it could have been.

Dangit,” Superman said, crossing his arms again. He leaned back to scope out the area around them. No one seemed to be paying them much mind. “What time?”

“Eleven on a Saturday,” Flash said, looking even more smug. “You know I don’t mess around.”

“Tch!” Superman made an irritated sound, licking his canines. Then he snapped his fingers. “You forgot about–”

“Nnnope,” Flash interrupted. “I’m including the new ones in that, that’s the whole reason we had to reset our times, otherwise I’d still be at seven-point-four.”

Tch.” Superman drummed his fingers against his bicep. “Nine seconds,” he repeated, torn between irritation and awe.

“You know what that means,” Flash said, waggling his eyebrows.

Superman sighed. “Alright, where are we going?”

“I want soup.”

“Uh-huh.” Superman waited. Flash was waiting for him to ask. Superman was not going to give him the satisfaction.

“… in Saigon.”

“You’ve been watching Bourdain again,” Superman accused.

“It looked like really good soup!” Flash said, defensive.

“Fine,” Superman said, “but I am going to beat your time, and when I do–”

“Beat what, now?” Wonder Woman asked, having managed to approach them while they were distracted by negotiations.

“Nothing!” Flash and Superman said at once.

“We were just talking,” Superman said.

“About stuff,” Flash added unnecessarily. “Private, personal, man stuff.”

Wonder Woman’s eyebrows shot up. She was close enough for her lariat to hum on her hip. She looked Flash over. Flash started to turn red.

“Okay bye!” Flash said, and he was gone in a streak of red.

“Superman?” Wonder Woman asked.

“I should, uh. Hal…”

He wasn’t actually making any definitive statements, just stringing words together, and yet somehow it still managed to ring false. She watched him go, putting her hands on her hips.

She could practically sense it when Batman came up beside her, even quiet as he was.

“Do you want to know what they were talking about.”

“Do you know?” she wondered. He said nothing, so she turned to look at his face. It was as expressionless as ever, but she got the impression that he did not consider the question worthy of dignifying with a response.

He was Batman. He would never be so rude as to say ‘of course’ – but of course he knew.

“I wouldn’t want to invade his privacy,” Wonder Woman said cautiously.

“He’d tell you if you really asked,” Batman said. “They just like feeling like they have a special thing.”

“Oh.”

“Flash, especially.”

“I see.” She tapped on her lower lip as she watched Superman talk to one of the Green Lanterns. “So what’s the special thing?”

“Pick me up in the plane on Saturday and I can show you.”

She froze. Slowly, she turned to look at him. As always, being able to see him helped not at all. “Like a date?” she asked.

The corner of his mouth twitched. “More like a stakeout.”

“That could be like a date.” She was mostly saying it to tease him. Sometimes if she did it right, he turned pink and had to find a shadow to hide in.

“It’s usually not.”

“Why not?”

“I’m usually with the kids.”

“Oh!” Her eyes widened. “I didn’t mean–”

“It’s fine.”

She put her hand out to rest on his shoulder. “I would never imply–”

“I know.”

She took her hand back. “I’ll behave,” she assured him.

“You don’t have to,” he said, and she grinned.

“I’ll pick you up at ten,” she said, and she gave him an exaggerated wink as she walked away.

“It’s a date,” he murmured.


Why,” Wonder Woman asked, “are we in Florida?”

Batman was sitting beside her, and the plane was in a low hover. “Because as far as anyone can tell, this is the single biggest and busiest Walmart in the world.”

“I don’t think that explains as much as you think it does,” she said.

Batman held up a phone. A clock took up most of the screen. 10:59. “Watch,” he said, and he pointed out to the parking lot, vast and terrifying and teeming with people. She watched, and she had no idea how she was supposed to see anything in the crowd.

Finally, she spotted it. The motion too quick to be anything mortal. Would anyone on the ground notice anything more than a strong breeze?

“Oh! It’s the–” She snapped her fingers, couldn’t remember the word.

“Carts,” Batman supplied.

“Yes!”

In almost no time at all, every cart in the parking lot had been returned to one of the designated corrals. Batman pointed to something that he must have been using technology in his mask to see, because otherwise his eyes should not have been good enough. Wonder Woman was much better equipped to see Superman, standing beneath a tree and checking a stopwatch and scowling. He did some kind of motion with his arms and one leg that suggested he’d have thrown his hat to the ground, if he’d been wearing one.

“They introduced new carts,” Batman explained. “They don’t fit with the other ones, so it slows them down. Ruined their whole system.”

“They had a system?” she asked, giggling.

“No, here,” he said, tapping her arm to point again. “This is the best part. He’s frustrated.”

That’s the best part?”

“Watch what he does.”

She watched. Superman was gone again, more impossible-to-follow motion through the crowd. Things were moving. Large things.

“He’s fixing the cars!” she said, clapping her hands together.

“He’s fixing bad parking jobs,” Batman confirmed. “Because he’s mad.” There was a brief crooked curve to his mouth.

“He moved that one to a different space!”

“Illegally parked in a handicapped spot.”

“How fun.” Wonder Woman watched the people wandering through the lot, wondered how many of them had noticed what was happening and how many had disregarded it as nothing worth noticing. “Flash is the winner of this contest, then?”

“Consistently.”

“Is there a prize?”

“Clark buys him lunch. Usually somewhere he saw on a food show, since he can’t normally do that.”

“Why not?”

“Hm?”

“Barry can run anywhere, can’t he?” she asked. “I see no reason he couldn’t run to these places on his own.”

“He doesn’t like being alone in foreign countries,” Batman explained. “It makes him anxious.”

“Oh.” She returned her gaze to the parking lot. “How nice, then, that it all works out.” She frowned. “Is this weird?” she asked. “Spying on our friends like this.”

“I don’t think I’m the right person to ask.”

“Do you do this often?” she wondered. “Watch people have fun without you?”

“Define 'often’.”

Wonder Woman held up a finger in warning. “Zatanna taught me a trick.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“She says that if you ask me to define the parameters, it means the answer is bad.”

Before he could respond, there was a thump.

Superman was standing on the nose of the invisible jet.

He tapped a knuckle on the glass, until Diana opened the hatch. “Hello!” she said cheerfully.

“What are you two doing here?” Clark asked.

“We’re on a date!” Diana said.

“We’re not on a date,” Batman said.

“If you’re not on a date, can you give me a ride?”

“You’re out of our way,” Batman said.

“Nah, just drop me off in Gotham,” Clark said, slipping inside the plane, awkwardly floating between the two front seats into the back.

“You don’t even need a ride,” Bruce said, having to fit himself as far as possible into the edge of his seat so that Clark would have room to get by. “You can fly.”

“Yeah, and you can walk, but I don’t see you giving up the Batmobile.” Clark made himself comfortable in the back seat as Diana closed up the plane. “I’m craving Dimitri’s.”

“You’re too sober for Dimitri’s,” Bruce said.

“I’m always sober. You’re lucky I can tell this wasn’t a real date, or I would be really creeped out by the whole spying on me thing.”

“Don’t tell Barry we know about your special thing,” Diana said, pulling the plane out of its hover to ascend. “I don’t want to ruin it for him.”

“I won’t,” Clark assured her. “Hey, you know where we should go while we’re here?”

“No,” said Bruce.

“Where?” asked Diana.

“No,” said Bruce.

“Disney World!”

“No.”

Diana gasped.

“No.”

Clark put a hand on Bruce’s shoulder. “You can’t have come all the way to Florida just to see me,” he coaxed.

“I’m banned from Walmart, strongly discouraged from visiting Disney parks, and my parents are dead. I have no other reason to visit Florida.”

Lighting in The Last Jedi trailer and that scene we are all talking about.

Like many of you that last bit of the trailer had me screaming at the tv. After the initial freak out phase had passed, I began to slowly shift into the what if phase, meaning– are they baiting me? Now there are several theories out there about who Kylo is holding his hand out too. Some say its Leia and not Rey. What if I told you the proof is in the shot itself? 

I am about to give you a quick lesson in lighting, visual storytelling, and cinematography. 

Let’s go back to The Force Awakens as a reference guide. The lighting on Starkiller base bridge you know that scene where he kills his dad? 

Lighting was something they made sure to get right in this scene. Notice how Kylo’s face is half hidden in shadow and the other in light. Signifying his split.

JJ says this  “ And you see the light go away. And now they’re in this darkness. And darkness takes over.”

The play with light was even more apparent when Kylo and Rey face off against the edge of the cliff. 

Now I’m about to throw some cited literary sources about Film and Lighting just so it’s importance is established. 

“In visual storytelling, few elements are as effective and as powerful as light and color. They have the ability to reach the viewers at a purely emotional gut level”(Brown, 2012, p. 8).

Light becomes mood that gives its tone to a film. It calls upon our memory to react to physical phenomena such as cold, rain, fog, sun, or dryness, and come up with psychological equivalents such as annoyance, sadness, mystery, fear, anguish, comfort, joy, gaiety, etc. As these effects produce immediate impressions in viewers, the cinematographer is able to obtain psychological reactions out of mere technical means (Geuens, 2000, p. 153).


Architecture and Film both use perceptual psychology to get people to see spaces in a certain way. Architecture lighting designers skillfully illuminate buildings and rooms with psychological intentions.

Lighting designers think about a psychological response and how behavior is affected by lighting. Some examples are:

1. Visibility of vertical and horizontal junctions aids orientation.

2. People follow the brightest path.

3. Brightness can focus attention.

4. Facing wall luminance is a preference.

5. Lighting can affect body position (Ginthner, accessed April, 2013 p.2).

Just as lighting designers light spaces to stimulate human mood and behavior, Cinematographers light the space inside a movie frame with the intent to persuade a viewer’s perception. The way objects are lit in the frame will focus the viewer’s attention, the amount of shadows cast will limit perception, and changing lights can indicate a change in a character or opportunity (Brown, 2012).

However, unlike film, architecture has had a psychological study on how different light in a physical space effect human arousal, concentration, memory, work productivity, and Mood.

If you take any type of filmmaking class, this is one of the first things you learn. Nothing is a mistake in these films everything is as designed to serve a purpose. 

So let’s dive into the scene in question. 

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First of all, let us talk about how these two shots are framed. They are close up only showing the faces of our characters. 

Close up shots typically contain just the face and shoulders of a subject, with a little headroom above. This prevents ‘floating head syndrome’ as the shoulders suggest to the brain that there is a body below! These shots are the most common of all as they can convey a real sense of emotion and help the audience to connect with the subject.

Second, let’s talk about the choice of lighting

They are both in a warm fiery glow. 

You can judge the quality of light in a film scene through the hardness or softness of its shadows. Hard quality light has dark shadows with sharp edges and often feels more raw than soft quality light. Soft lighting, often used in older films, has lighter, diffused shadows and tends to feel more sentimental.

And with advances in film technology, sharp shadows can also be quite romantic. Case in point, this still from the end of the 2005 version of Pride and Prejudice:

Third, let’s talk color 

Color temperature is one of the first things to note when studying the lighting in a romantic scene. Is it orange? Bluish? White? Most often, warm colors add to an inviting, romantic atmosphere. For example, the warm light in the sunset scene in Titanic draws the audience in, unlike the cold, blue lighting later in the movie, after things get dire.

Forth let’s talk context

This is not the same scene with Kylo. Rey is still wearing her resistance clothing. This is the beginning of the film. 

The context matters especially in this scene where Rey is talking about needing someone to show her where she belongs. Is this romantic? The answer is, no. Is it intimate? Yes. The scene can be set up this way without any romantic implications. But it is definitely meant to be intimate. Rey is vulnerable at this moment and is speaking from her heart to Luke. Please show me what to do with myself. 

Now let’s move to Kylo’s scene which is no doubt at the end of the movie (because his scar is healed.) 

Our big bad villain is bathed in nearly the exact same lighting and color as Rey’s shot, even the framing is the same. In no other shot ever has Kylo Ren been depicted in these colors. Not in the teaser and not in TFA. Kylo is always in red or dark. The context of this shot is very very important. He is reaching out palm up as to take someone’s hand. He does this slow and gentle. His face is soft with what I would say a plea. 

Yes, this is a call back to Darth Vader asking Luke to join him on the Darkside in Empire Strikes Back. But if you go back and watch that scene it is intimately framed (remember context matters), but the colors are pale. Lukes’ face is in agony. Vader extends his hand it’s rigid and forced.


Before I get into more examples, I want to point out that yes trailers are meant to give you an idea, and intrigue you but they are also meant to misdirect. 

Trailer Misdirects/Visual Storytelling and Dialogue

The misdirect of this scene is to make you believe Rey might join the dark side with Kylo or at least first glance. General Audience viewers casual fans who do not give it any second deep thought will accept this and move on. However, more dedicated fans will step in and try to dissect the scene by looking at the image and not the overall meaning behind everything we discussed above. The trailer isn’t designed to give anything away. Which leads me to say this is very smart editing on Rian’s behalf. While it doesn’t give us the answer of will, she or won’t she? It provides us with the question that we will inevitably discuss in length until the movie is released. 

 I would also like to point out there is a visual storytelling aspect of this trailer when it comes to the dialogue. 

One example of this not related to the scene in question comes from Poe Dameron.  He states “We have the spark that will ignite the fire to bring the First Order down.” The next scene we get is Finn. It is pretty clear that bit of dialogue was meant for Finn. He will no doubt help bring the FO down as other Stormtroopers defect as he did. Finn is that spark for the rebellion. Now let’s talk about the Rey/Kylo scene. The same thing happens here. Her dialogue coincides with the next shot of Kylo. Also, notice (scroll up if you need to) how their faces are opposite each other Rey is looking slightly to our left while Kylo is looking slightly to the right. Their positions are mirrored which is a recurring theme in the TFA (see the snow fight). This is beautiful visual storytelling. TFA was full of the same imagery lighting and storytelling. I have a post about it HERE

I went through and found scenes that mimic that of what we saw in the trailer, down to color, lighting, and frame.  I also chose male and female characters. Guess what, all of them were romantic. 

I chose this because of the flares in the background and the close-up framing of their faces. Notice yes the color is blue because they are parting (remember CONTEXT). 

Next, we have a scene from Pride and Prejudice, but beyond the romance aspect, I want you to watch the light change of this scene. Elizabeth is bathed in blue until she accepts Darcy, taking his hand. The sunlight beams between them warming the scene.  Skip to 3:10

Here is an oldie but a goody. I chose this due to the color. Now remember this film is old, lighting techniques have come a long way since the 1930s, but their choice of color is important, along with the shadows on their faces. 

Ah, Jon and Dany. This is very romantic (even tho its incest lol) But take a look at the lighting between them also this part is (NSFW) if you are gonna watch till the end. You were warned. 


And now for the grand finale TFA cliff scene. Oh, I chose this little diddy to drive home a point. Kylo and Reys’ faces are framed intimately (which signified they would have a more profound connection later and at that moment they were finding the Force together) But also notice their faces are bathed in mostly pale colors due to it being cold. Yes, the lightsabers flicker red and blue onto them. Yes, that holds meaning as well, the fight between the dark and the light. But the overall pallet is pale frigid colors. Also, the context -- there’s that word again– of this scene is they are enemies fighting. Kylo does want to teach her, but he’s aggressive and forceful, to say the least. It is a stark contrast to what we see in TLJ trailer. Where he is calm relaxed and in warm, inviting lighting. No aggressive posture, no forceful plea.

If you want to contrast another couple, please refer to Pride and Prejudice again. I can’t upload it here, but this is the link. This is where Darcy says he loves Elizabeth, but she rejects him. They have close-ups, but the color and lighting are not intimate. Its pale lighter and blue. All things that are associated with sadness rejection etc. You get the point. 

So in conclusion. It is my opinion based on all information gathered on cinematography, that yes the relationship between Kylo Ren or perhaps Ben Solo at this point has drastically changed. It is no longer one of animosity or hate. Judging by the warm colors, and the soft shadows and above all else the context of the gesture/posture/facial expression of Ben it is romantic or at the very least (for the skeptics) a special relationship– Remember Rey and Ben are similar in Force power according to Luke- this gives them a bridge to each other one that will take them to understanding and COMPASSION. I am not saying they kiss, I am not saying they are a couple at the end of this movie. I am saying that it’s possible that it will move in this direction. They no longer hate each other. How did we get to this point? Well, we have a whole Act 1 and 2 to get through for that answer. 

I will stress that I believe that yes Ben/Kylo is holding his hand out to Rey. And no, it is not out of malice or deception. He is not asking her to join him on the Darkside… He is asking her to go with him and for acceptance. 

I made a follow-up post to this because this was so long! Please click here to see more examples and extra information

Dont Care if it Hurts Pt.5

Dog hybrid! + Gaurd dog!Jimin x Reader) (ft.olderBrother! + Mafia boss!Namjoon)

Part 1    Part 2    Part 3    Part 4

Summary: After a rival gang makes an attempt on your life, Your older brother, the infamous leader of Seoul’s largest gang; Kim Namjoon gets you a guard hybrid; Park Jimin, The reigning champion of Seoul’s underground hybrid fighting ring.

Tags: Jimin x reader, hybrid Jimin, mafia au!  fluff, hurt/comfort, slow burn, angst, torture, mentions of rape/noncon, violence, blood, mild cursing, 

Word count: 8.1 k

Authors note: YO EVERYONE LOOK WHAT I GOT OUT. So I’m gonna have a small hiatus while I travel to Thailand with my family for the next two weeks. I was gonna write another chapter and schedule to release it while I was away but I got too sick the last few weeks and unfortunately this LONG ASS monster of a part is all you’re gonna get for now (i thought about splitting it up between parts but I didn’t like it’s flow). 

Hope you like it! This chapter has some pretty heavy stuff in it. sorry to leave you all on a cliffhanger but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Originally posted by amsimaria

All Jimin could feel where greasy hands on him, they bit into his arm and held him down as he struggled fruitlessly to get free. Somehow he was never able to submit in this way. He was obedient as long as they left their hands off of him and not a moment longer. He had been like this ever since he was a pup.  

There is a low voice- spitting in his ear as he tries to get away from a belt, from the ball, from all the things they used to beat him.  These strikes would leave bruises that would almost always last all week. He wines when one hits his ribs and leaves him breathless. A hard hand pulls his hair back roughly and yanks on his sensitive ears. 

“Oh is the little puppy hurt? Can he not take a beating? Did little Jimin forget what it felt like?” he lets out a growl that only sounds half as threatening as he wants it too and they continue beating him. 

“Jimin,” one of them says a fist hits his shoulder. 

“Jimin.” This voice is more panicked; 

“Jimin” the voice says- more human and female then the last time the shadow above him shouted it. 

The dream knocks Jimin practically sideways when he finds you above him your hands on his shoulders he reacts instinctively pinning you down onto the bed using his knees to hook around your legs and pin you to the bed with his hands at your wrist.  Adrenaline makes his heart thud as he struggles to separate dream from reality “it’s ok it was just a dream.” You say soothingly as he looks down at you like you’re the monster. His breath comes out of him in big gusts.  

“Jimin it’s me.” You say a little more firmly trying to get that look to leave his eyes. He doesn’t look like himself; his pupils are dilated and it’s obvious to you that he is currently having a panic attack. His weight is pressing painfully onto your wrists and your legs are going numb with how he’s lying on top of you- the same way he might hold someone down if he was fighting them. 

You can’t help it; you know he would never hurt you, but your heart rate picks up when you realize how immobile he has you, you couldn’t get away from him even if you wanted to right now. He catches the smell of fear on you and his eyes instantly change. He lets go of your body like you burn him and he’s standing faster then you could breathe. His back hits the other side of your room. 

“Y/n.” he gasps out. Holding his hands out in front of him- like he’s trying to show you and himself that he’s not a threat too you.  “I’m sorry, oh my god i-“ he stutters out. You get up too- flicking the light on. 

“It’s ok Jimin- everything’s going to be fine, you just had a nightmare” his eyes keep scanning the room over again for potential threats. Eventually- with enough cajoling- he gets back on the bed. “can you tell me what it was?”

“I was back at the kennels, they-” his voice breaks off. You want to reach out to him- but you remember how sensitive he was to touches at the very beginning of you meeting him so you keep your hands to yourself. You’re still feeling groggy yourself- all you know is that one moment you were fast asleep and the next moment you were waking up to Jimin thrashing next to you. 

Next, to you, Jimin doesn’t know how to articulate the dream into words. “They always knew how to hurt you the most without leaving so much damage.” You inhale deeply at that. Jimin is wringing his fingers when you reach forward and try to take them in yours. He flinches back from you.  “Your wrists-“ is all he says, flicking to the red skin there where he leaned his weight- it must hurt. he caused you harm. But you just shake your head and take his hands in yours. 

“every day I don’t understand how you can still touch me when you know what I am- you still want me even after I’ve just hurt you.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“I’ve hurt people. I’m dangerous. I hurt you.”  He reaches out a finger to trace along the red stretch of your wrist. You ignore the involuntary shiver it gives you. Your smile is small- almost wry when you look up at him. “And still you don’t run away.”

“Maybe it’s because I don’t think these hands could ever hurt me- not intentionally anyway.” you affirm as You turn his hands over and over in your hands- noticing the little scars here and there. The ones on his knuckles that have mostly healed. There’s one that crosses his palm and the back of his hand like he got it shut in something long ago. It feels like you’re the only two people awake in the universe when you reach up and press his palm against your cheek. 

“I love your hands” you want to say, and he gulps- and you realize you’ve said it out loud, the blush covers you from you collarbones up. Your faces are closer then they ever really should be if your relationship was purely platonic. 

Jimin is watching you with an aching in his heart- because no ones ever looked at him like that- let alone viewed him as something other than a weapon. You look at him like he’s a marvel, a treasure to be taken care of and appreciated- not like he’s a monster, a hybrid only meant to protect you from physical harm. You’re his friend- his first true friend. And it breaks his heart- because he wants you to be so so much more than that and he knows that he’s the least deserving person in the entire city when it comes to being on the receiving end of such a tender look. 

 you run your fingers through his hair as he does his best to show you that he never intends to hurt you with his body again, by sheltering you and holding you with a close tenderness. You swear in another life he was meant to be a lap dog. You silently hope that your wrists won’t bruise as Jimin wraps his arms around your middle, for his sake and for yours. Bruises wouldn’t be hard to hide from Namjoon and they don’t bother you, but Jimin would look at them and see everything he’s ever done wrong. 

Eventually, his breath has stopped coming in small gasps and reluctantly- sleep pulls the two of you down.

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Where They Kiss You

simple as the title, where your avenger boo kisses you 

Bucky: Thighs. On your first few dates with him, you never pictured Bucky to be a thigh man. You more expected him to be an old fashioned kiss on the hand type, but that all went out the window the first night he slept over. He took what you thought were flaws and made them his favorite things about you. Bucky loves waking you up in the morning by trailing kisses starting at your collarbone and going all the way down to those thighs he loves. You have a small tattoo on your inner left thigh that he always traces over lightly with his fingers, and it drives you absolutely mad. When he’s had a long day of being an avenger, he loves coming home to already find you in bed. Bucky takes this time to climb into the king sized bed and rest his head on your lap, occasionally leaning over from his phone to place a kiss on your thighs and tell you little things about his day.

Steve: Forehead. It started when the two of you finally made your relationship public, and went to a baseball game together. People were around everywhere, most trying to pretend they weren’t staring as you walked to your seats hand in hand, but some were blatantly taking pictures and whispering to their friends. Steve’s grip moved to around your shoulder, and he pulled you closer to him while walking around inside the stadium. Being in the public eye wasn’t something you were used to, and Steve could tell. So instead of giving everyone a show, he sweetly placed his lips on your forehead in hopes of calming you down. After that came many more events where he did the same before you walked out into the public eye, and it stuck as a way for you to calm one another down. Plus it was a way for the two of you to avoid the whole gross PDA thing.

Natasha: Neck. It became a thing of good luck for the both of you whenever she would place a kiss on the left side of your neck before going off on a mission. You weren’t an active agent anymore, but there were times where you would be with Maria in the control room. Natasha had no shame in kissing you in front of whoever she wanted, whether it’s just the team, or on a red carpet for the whole world to see. Sometimes she would just kiss your neck out of the blue to get you flustered and red in the face. Even on game nights with the team she would lean over your lap just to get her lips on your neck before making any bets with the team, and 99% of the time her PDA payed off. Nobody in the public eye knew how much she really suffered from the trainings when she was a kid, and sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night suffering from those memories. But you were there for her, leaving kisses across her jaw and down her neck, bringing her back to reality in your arms.

Thor: Hand. Albeit cliche, he truly loves making you feel like his queen. He was raised to treat women with the utmost respect, because he understood that he wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for them. So when Thor met you, he felt as if he had cracked the code to what life is supposed to be like. Everyone knows about how bubbly he is, but he was even more so after that first look into your eyes at the Shield christmas party. When Thor wakes up in the morning, the first thing he does is bring you closer to his body and kiss your hand. It’s his way of showing how much he loves and respects you, and without being too gross with the affection. But that sure doesn’t mean that he’s afraid to be affectionate.  

Tony: Chest. Tony is all about chest kisses, and he places them with such love and care. He loves leaning into your chest while you are laying on the couch or in bed after a long day of being Tony Stark. You hold his head there, softly running your fingers through his hair and stroking his cheek. He feels his safest with his lips on your chest, even safer than when he’s in the iron suit that is damn near indestructible. It momentarily dispels all negative thoughts from his mind, and leaves him with nothing but pure adoration towards you. He feels like a giant weight is lifted off his shoulders as well. It’s at that point when he turns his head and absentmindedly presses a short, chaste kiss to your skin or the fabric that covers the area.

Peter: Temple. Whether the two of you were tangled up in each other on the couch watching a movie, or silently strolling down the street hand in hand, he always pulled you into a warm hug, and pressed a sweet kiss to your temple. Whenever he was struck with the opportunity, Peter would lightly peck your temple. It helped that you happened to enjoy being kissed there just a little bit more than straight up lip-locking. He wanted to make sure you knew how much he loved and was there for you, and felt that a soft kiss on your forehead or temple was the way to do it. Sometimes you even stretched up on your tiptoes to place a kiss on his temple whenever you saw him stressing out over something, especially new mission plans. Him leaving for said missions was a new thing, so it was always a toss up of who was going to be more strung out over the job that day.

Loki: Under-jaw. The two of always spent your down time wrapped up in blankets in bed, doing absolutely nothing aside from basking in each other’s company and body heat in silence. Loki leaned in to you and you leaned into him, becoming utterly obsessed with each other. He looked at you like you were the most exquisite thing in existence and peppered a million light kisses underneath your jaw and along the side of your neck. You always returned the favor by tightly holding him, eventually squeezing him till he was practically out of breath. You would spend all of your nights together exactly like this, much to both of your delight.

Pietro: Shoulder blades. Pietro craved skin to skin contact with you at all times of the day, mostly in the form of a kiss, which couldn’t happen often, much to your disappointment as well as his. So, he stuck to loosely slinging his arm around your shoulders and following you around like a lost puppy while you performed domestic tasks around the compound. Whenever you stopped bumbling about, doing whatever it was that you were doing, Pietro quickly peppered kisses all along your shoulder blades. They spanned everywhere from the shoulders to the nape of your neck.  As long as it didn’t interfere with your task at hand, you indulged him and stood still, eyes fluttering shut in content for a moment until he was inevitably pulled away from you to do important Avengers work. He always made it up to you, however, in the form of much more interesting activities.

Bruce: Nose. Your touch never failed to provide Bruce with much needed affection, and reassurance that you were still around and weren’t ever going to leave him. You always stuck around, glued to his side while he moved about his lab. He tried on multiple occasions to explain what he does in the simplest way possible to you. Most of the time, you just looked at him and smiled, which Bruce knew as your nice way of telling him to stop wasting his breath because you weren’t going to understand any time soon. He softly chuckled every time, quietly sighed with a light smile on his face, pulled your face close to his and pressed a soft kiss on your nose. This gentle of a kiss reminded him that he’s still just Bruce, and not the other guy.

Scott: Cheek. Scott woke up significantly earlier than you did every morning, but never failed to give you a sloppy good morning kiss on the cheek before he rolled begrudgingly out of bed. They always woke you up though, which you didn’t mind. You always pulled a sleepy smile anyway, and rolled over to his side of the bed and basked in the hot spot of sheets he left behind, instantly falling back asleep. You were awakened again about a half an hour later to another, less sloppy kiss on the cheek and a goofy smile from Scott before he left for whatever job he had acquired from his friends. He whispered a promise to you about taking you out to dinner that night, an offer you accepted, before hurrying out of the room and out of the apartment.  

societyslostone  asked:

No-no, lance with a fake mermaid tail that he wears in the water and entertaining kids. A hose that constantly provides air so he can stay underwater for long periods of time. Swimming with peaceful fish in a large tank.

Okay I absolutely LOVE THIS so give me an entire Voltron aquarium AU

  • Voltron Aquarium was owned by Alfor, but he retired and his best friend Coran took over
  • His daughter Allura wanted to take over because she studies zoology but she’s still young and in school and Alfor wants her to graduate ,so Coran takes over so he knows his staff will still be taken care of
  • Allura still plays a huge part, she’s one of their best animal handlers and she teaches a lot of programs for local schools
  • Shiro is their primary physician for the animals, so he and Allura usually work together a lot to see if problems are medical or behavioral and just generally make sure the animals are happy and healthy
  • Hunk works there too, as a sort of grounds keeper and technician to make sure the outdoor displays look nice, the exhibits have proper lighting and temperatures and space and nothing is broken
  • And during the summer they offer boat tours! They have a boat they keep at a local marina and Hunk drives the boat while Allura teaches programs
  • Pidge can’t work there because she’s still in high school, but she volunteers there every weekend bc she’s a huge nerd
  • Sometimes she helps Allura teach programs and she knows all the animals and could babble about their ecosystems for hours
  • Keith is a marine biology and environmental science student at the local college and is there basically all the time because he has a membership that gets him free admission
  • Shiro is his best friend from childhood and they both grew up on the beach and developed a love for aquatic life so they both study it
  • So Keith goes there to hang out with Shiro, lend a hand when it’s needed bc he knows the whole staff and aquarium pretty well, but mostly he just hangs out by his favorite exhibits while doing homework
  • A local extremist “animal rights” group and publication called GALRA holds protests outside the aquarium saying that holding animals in captivity is wrong
  • The staff is annoyed and Pidge fights them a lot bc they work with a lot of conservation groups to create animal welfare programs and protect water rights, and their animals are all well taken care of with appropriate exhibits
  • Nevertheless GALRA is loud and public, and so they notice they’ve been losing money, especially on the days when the protestors are there
  • So they need a big new idea that can bring people in, but it has to be something they can be public about without GALRA condemning them and making things even worse
  • Hunk is the one who suggests it, he knows his neighbor is obsessed with ocean life and is a professional mermaid
  • It’s perfect because the aquarium needs a non-animal based exhibit and Lance has been struggling to make ends meet
  • He works during the day as a fitness instructor, and he’s studying at the community college nearby, but the mermaid thing is mostly just a hobby that he and his partner Plaxum do every once in a while
  • He and Plaxum get hired as a mermaid duo to perform shows fairly regularly
  • Keith shows up one day and notices it’s really crowded and is like ???? because he doesn’t know of any new exhibits or anything
  • So he goes exploring and sees one of the pools is occupied by two people
  • He looks around and there’s no staff around, are these people trespassing? So he goes over and starts telling Lance that guests can’t just jump into the pool, and there’s a crowd gathering so he needs to get out before he gets in huge trouble
  • Lance just looks all confused, then laughs and is like “Come back in 20 minutes”
  • So Keith gets all annoyed and leaves but he can’t help it, he’s curious, so he comes back later to see that these people are still in the pool, only now he notices they have mermaid tails and are putting on a whole show
  • And look, Lance may have just been doing this mostly as a hobby, but dang if he isn’t good at it
  • Turns out Lance is studying ecology and biology and like wow, he knows what he’s talking about
  • He and Plaxum look so graceful performing these shows, and he is really good at charming the audience and putting on a very convincing act while also teaching kids about marine ecology
  • At first Keith thinks it’s silly but I mean, Lance is very attractive and the mermaid costume is doing wonders for him
  • And Lance has his whole mermaid act, so he is very sassy and fun and teases Keith when he gets caught staring at them and pretending not to be invested
  • But like he’s clearly there with Plaxum and so he kinda just observes from afar
  • Except he’s there late one day, and sees Lance leaving after a show, and Keith realizes this is his first time seeing Lance with clothes, and his hair is dry and kinda curly from the water, and he looks tired but so so cute
  • So Keith is like whoaaa okay run away but nope, Lance sees him and starts up a conversation
  • And it turns out the mermaid persona is like, exactly that, a persona? And Lance is actually very sweet and soft-spoken and nice and wow Keith is done for
  • Keith just so happens to start hanging around the aquarium during every show, and Lance is an oblivious idiot who thinks he’s there to watch Plaxum and be a fish nerd
  • Cue some good old fashioned mutual pining
  • Until one day, Keith is hanging around waiting for Shiro to clock out and notices Hunk talking to Lance
  • So Keith starts to walk over and Lance doesn’t notice and Keith overhears him talking about how cute some guy is and how he’s there all the time but he only ran into him the one time and he can’t be flirting while doing a show
  • Keith is all :( because Lance likes someone else
  • And Lance still doesn’t notice him and is like “I don’t even know his name! I just call him cute mullet boy with the red jacket in my head” and like
  • Cue Hunk looking behind Lance to Keith, with his mullet and his red jacket and a freaking lightbulb goes off
  • So Hunk is like “His name is Keith” and Lance is like ?!?!?! you know him?! Can you introduce me?
  • So Hunk is like ummmm introduce yourself
  • And Lance turns around and realizes Keith has been eavesdropping and wow they are both very gay
  • So they start dating and they’re the ocean’s greatest power couple
  • Anyways Lance’s exhibit does wonderfully and GALRA can’t fight them on it and the protestors stop showing up so business is doing really well
  • And it’s happy and gay and mermaids bring everyone together!
you had me at ‘i’

premise: (name) and steve try to figure out their feelings in strange ways, that inlcude dating people they don’t like. feat cheerleading!

PAIRING: steve harrington x reader, (slight!)billy hargrove x reader 

a/n: i like cheerleaders ok??? kinda was feeling rly bad abt my writing since i felt that it was not that good so i tried rly hard on this one hope it shows xoxo i will continue to try and work even harder. sorry for being slow on requests
also, requested:  can I request an imagine where Steve doesn’t get along with you but in the inside he likes you, (anon) /  heeeey i love your writing so much!!!! can i request one with steve harrington where you’re a cheerleader and steve starts dating one of your teammates and get jealous? thank youu ily (anon)

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MASTERLIST.

Spring sun shines brightly overhead; soft wind gushes past delicate thighs and pinches at the hems of bright red skirts. The playing field is mostly empty of spectators, just a few younger girls, with awe in their eyes, and a couple of football and basketball players watching the cheerleading squad finish their perfect routine without a hitch. Voices of the girls in pigtails die down into harsh breaths as they wipe away drops of sweat from the arches of their brows and the flats of their foreheads. Some high-five as congratulations, some wave flirtatiously at the boys and they wave back.

“Good job, girls! See you tomorrow, same time, same place.”

With a sharp inhale you fix your white shoelaces and wordlessly accept an offer of water from one of your teammates, Suzy. As you stand up a whiff of your perfume mixed with a tint of sweat greets your nose and you can hardly wait to hit the showers. Your eyes wander around. You see the boys, ones that were so intently watching you and your girls, now approach. Among them is Billy Hargrove – of course he’d be checking you out – and surprise surprise…Steve Harrington.

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MC does successful suicide prank (Trigger Warning)

Geez, this is dark. You okay, Nonny? Sorry it took so long to do this request. I wasn’t feeling it and I didn’t want to half ass this. It was also very hard to think of this many ways to suicide… prank. So I made some accidental pranks. Maybe I overthought it. Anyways TRIGGA WARNING YALL.

I didn’t do the minor trio cause these were hard. But I did do Vanderwood cause I was able to think of something short and fun.

Yoosung

  • “MC, please, I need to study.”
  • Yoosung had ignored you so much the whole weekend.
  • The ONLY time you two had free time this whole month.
  • But what could you do, he was studying to get his Ph.D.
  • After dealing with this all day, you took some pills to soothe your head.
  • You left the bottle on the coffee table and took a nap on the couch.
  • You woke up to Yoosung shaking you, “MC, please wake up!”
  • You sat up and your gaze met Yoosung’s tears.
  • “I-I’m taking you to the ER, right now.”
  • He pulled you up from the couch.
  • “What? Why?”
  • His eyes darted over to the bottle of pills on the floor.
  • “Oh, I spilled the bottle!”
  • “Wait. You didn’t?”
  • “Didn’t what?”
  • In that moment, Yoosung’s knees buckled and he knelt on the floor.
  • “Yoosung, what’s wrong??”
  • He couldn’t even talk between his hiccups and cries.
  • After putting two and two together, you realized Yoosung thought you had overdosed.
  • “You thought I had…?”
  • You didn’t even need to finish that question cause all he could do was nod and sob.
  • You pulled him in for a kiss and serenaded him with loving words.
  • “I could never. I’m so happy with you. I love you.”
  • Yoosung didn’t leave your side that whole night.
  • He rather spend time with you right now than anything else.

Zen

  • “I’m not so sure, Mr. Director.”
  • “MC, it’s a little white lie! It’ll be the big money shot.”
  • “But isn’t this a bit much?”
  • “Look, it’s been weeks and he’s still having trouble emoting everything we need him too. We’re wasting so much time and resources on this.”
  • “I know, but I don’t want to scare him. We don’t even know how he’s going to react!”
  • Before you could get a response, the director spoke into his walkie talkie, “Zen is here, action.”
  • You looked over to Zen, who spotted you and waved at you.
  • You looked back up to the director who winked at you and said, “Break a leg!” And with that, he pushed you off the scaffolding.
  • “BABE?!”
  • You fell right up until 3 feet above the ground. The only support you had, a rope around your neck.
  • “MC! NO NO NO!”
  • He ran over to you and tried to push you back up. “HELP! SOMEONE, CUT THE WIRE!”
  • Stagehands rushed over and cut the wire around your neck.
  • Zen pulled you towards him and sat you down.
  • “WHAT WAS THAT?!”
  • “Zen,  I-.”
  • “No! Shut up! Do you know what you were trying to do! Do you know just how I would have felt if you succeeded?! A-are you not happy with me? I-I-I… What would I do without you?”
  • Zen collapsed to his knees in front of you. “What would even make you want to do this? Aren’t you happy with me? Did I do something wrong? I love you so much, my whole world almost ended with you.”
  • He reached his hand up to wipe the tears now on your cheek.
  • He pulled you into a hug, and you felt his chest heaving.
  • “CUT!” The director came out of his hiding spot.
  • “What?” Zen pulled back looking at the cameras around him.
  • “We did it! We finally have the shot!”
  • “What???” He turned back to you.
  • You unbuttoned your top to show a harness around your body, which is where the wire was really strung to.
  • “Zen, I- You were- I wasn’t on board with-”
  • “I told MC how you were having trouble portraying the right emotions and I thought it would be nice to do this stunt to help you along.”
  • Zen was angry, upset, crying, scared, but mostly relieved.
  • He took your hand and pulled you into his dressing room ignoring everyone else.
  • You spent the whole time apologizing, and Zen just held you lecturing in your ear and every now and then telling you how much he loved you.

Jaehee

  • You didn’t mean to prank Jaehee, it just came naturally.
  • You were in the tub trying out new bathbombs.
  • This one in particular had a nice red color with a sweet rose smell.
  • As the ball dissolved it left the water a deep red color.
  • “Looks like I am washing off someone’s blood. Kinda like my blood.”
  • As you dozed off, staring at the water you heard Jaehee come in.
  • Now’s good as time as any to play dead, right?
  • Nope.
  • Jaehee knocked on the bathroom door but since you gave no response, she opened it to make sure you were alright.
  • In a matter of seconds she was shaking your shoulders and yelling, “MC? Wake up! Can you hear me? MC!!!”
  • “Oh my god,” She turned around and grabbed her phone
  • But then she turned back to you who was now awake and you smiling.
  • “Gotchu!”
  • Your smile faded as you saw that her face was pale, eyes widened.
  • “Hey, Jaehee, it was a joke.”
  • No response from her.
  • All you feel is guilt now and all you think is, “Wow, dumb joke, me.”
  • “It’s okay, J–”
  • She cut you off and just screams at you, her grip tightening on your arms.
  • “It’s not okay!!! Do you know how scared I was?! Why would you even joke about this?!”
  • “Jaehee, your hands are hurting me.”
  • She realized how much of his composure she lost and let go.
  • “Please, don’t ever joke about this again. Never again.”
  • Tears forming in her eyes.
  • “Never. I promise.”
  • All you could do to reassure her was pull her into a hug.
  • You spent the rest of the night holding her, and telling her how happy you are to be with her.

Jumin

  • You were having a crappy day.
  • The cake topper would be spilling red wine over all over your blouse.
  • You didn’t even have the energy to clean up.
  • So you sat on the couch for a minute before proceeding with your day.
  • Only, you fell asleep.
  • It wasn’t long before you jolt awake from the sound of glass shattering.
  • Your eyes follow the sound to Jumin who was standing by the door.
  • He dropped his bags, but that wasn’t the issue.
  • His eyes were fixed on you, fear instilled in them.
  • “J-jumin?”
  • He finally let his breath go as he stumbled to you.
  • “MC, what would I have done if I had lost you?”
  • “Wh-what?”
  • He pulled you into the tightest hug.
  • “If this is a joke, I don’t understand it.”
  • You rubbed his back, clearly not understanding what he meant.
  • After a moment, he pulled back to ask, “Why are you even wearing that?”
  • You looked down and realized the wine formed what resembled a blood stain on your chest.
  • “Oh, oh!!!  It-I-I’m sorry! I meant to change and fell asleep!”
  • Jumin sighed before he started to unbutton your blouse.
  • “J-jumin?!?”
  • “I’m getting you cleaned up.”
  • You blushed after realized what you thought was wrong.
  • “But of course, that’s after I make you remember how much I would miss you if you did leave one day.”

Saeyoung

  • Saeyoung and you had driven to the top of a mountain.
  • You were both waiting for the sunset.
  • You peered the edge of a cliff to see how steep of a drop it was.
  • Finally you turned to Saeyoung and calmly asked, “Do you still love me?”
  • He looked at you a little confused but answered, “Yes.”
  • “How much?”
  • “Hum… This much!” He held his hands only a foot apart from each other.
  • “ONLY THAT MUCH?!”
  • He laughed right before telling you, “This much more than possible.”
  • Instead of hitting him like you would usually do, you smiled at him and whispered, “I love you too. And I’m so sorry…”
  • “Sorry for what?”
  • “This.” With that, you stepped over the edge.
  • “NO! MC!” He ran over to you faster than he ever moved.
  • He wasn’t even thinking and threw himself off the ledge after you
  • He was shocked that he landed two yards below the ledge… right in front of you
  • “SORRY FOR REVENGE!”
  • You finally got payback for the mean prank he pulled a while back.
  • You stuck out your tongue practically joyed that he believed it.
  • But you felt a drop of water on your face. Rain?
  • No… Saeyoung was crying.
  • You Fucked Up.
  • “W-wait. It was a joke! S-Saeyoung!?”
  • He pulled you into the tightest hug ever.
  • “Saeyoung?”
  • His entire body was trembling against you.
  • Just his silence alone was enough to make you regret everything.
  • “Saeyoung? I’m sorry. I wasn’t.. I didn’t think it through..”
  • “I love you so much so don’t ever take that away. Please, MC. Please…”
  • You hugged him back and only told him, “I’ll never take that from you.”
  • Now you two just had the new issue of getting back on top of the cliff.

Vanderwood

  • Vanderwood walks into the room to find you face down in a pool of blood.
  • “MC, get up. I don’t have time for your jokes. Luciel is already a handful.”
  • He walks away.
  • You sit up.
  • Drat, Maybe next time.
  • “And clean up the mess.”
Battle of the Costumes - Jonsa vs Jon3rys

When a couple looks good together many things work combined to make that happen. The lightning, the angles and mainly their costumes. Now I’d like to point it out how the show makes easy choices to make Sansa and Jon look great together and Jon and Daenerys look not so pleasant to our eyes.

This is another costume analysis I’ve decided to share because I like to write them and It seems you like to read them. I guess (?)
So here we go.

The first thing I want to state is that D&D want us to look at Jon and Sansa and see Ned and Catelyn. It’s not a coincidence that Jon and Sansa scenes parallels Ned and Cat so much. It’s so intentional that even the costumes are created to resemble them.

At season 6 April Ferry was the costume designer during Michele Clapton’s absence from the show, and I believe the only instructions D&D gave to her was to make Jon and Sansa parallel Ned and Cat through costumes because that’s exactly what she did.

As soon as Jon decides to leave the Night’s Watch his clothing went straight for Ned’s.
He wears a grey gambeson, black pants and and the very same brown leather armour Ned used to. His hair is very similar too. We look at his new hairstyle and see a young Ned.

For Sansa, since she’s escaping Winterfell with Theon at the beginning of the season, she still wears the dress from season 5, with the collar and style Catelyn used to wear. Sansa style is pretty much liker her mother since season 3. After the Red Wedding, Sansa wear patterns and accessories very similar to her mother’s too but since her reunion with Jon things are a whole new level.

I love how the show played with the concept of the “Jon’s sister in gray arriving at the Wall” Melisandre sees in her flames in ADWD. Although the show never really told us about this, they clearly remembered it and made it happen. The lightning  of this scene helps a lot, as they reunite and we see them together for the very first time, the color of her dress and his leather armour mix and they blend beautifully when they embrace.

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STUCK ON WHO TO SUMMON? WHATS THE BEST COLOUR? DO YOU NEED THE UNIT? AND MORE

So the ‘third’ hero fest is coming up and features 12 unique 5 star characters! The following being Ike, Celica, Ayra, Deirdre, Hector, Spring camilla, Bridal Caeda, Spring Xander, Fjorm (new character), Genny, Bridal Cordelia and Brave Lyn. 

So besides a new character and 4 old limited edition units, this banner has a 8% pull rate along with no normal 5 star pull rate meaning, there are only 12 summonable 5 stars meaning you have a very good chance of getting who you want, with each colour having 3 units.

So who to aim for first? Best to worst? Is it possible with F2P orbs?

Well to answer this first off I’m going to give you the summon rates for this banner (I did a lot  of maths for this so please spare my soul)

Summon rates

That document shows the rate to pull any singular hero on this banner. The only units not accounted for are Lute, Mia and Dorcas, as its impossible to say whether or not they will be demoted for sure, or even for this banner. No matter who does it’ll make very little difference.

Well I’ll quickly go over the important stuff here. On the spreadsheet, those in the big table shows the rate to pull any 1 hero from any one singular orb. The second, first small table shows the amount of star rated characters in a  bracket, the second shows the percentage rates (I assumed Hero fest rates for the 4/3 stars). The next table shows the rate of pulling and star ranked unit in a full summon, For example if you did a full summoning session, reds provide the most 4 stars, while green produce the least. Meanwhile the vice versa is true for 3 star units.So normally there’s a 5 star pull but since it’s skipped and just a focus, it means surprise its 8% to summon one of these focus units. 2% for each colour and 0.6~% for each unit.

However the last table shows solo picking, a method where you pick one colour orb and quit afterwards once you’ve pulled all that colour. The rates for 5 stars are as follows

Red = 9.677419355 %
Blue = 10.34482759 %
Green = 14.28571429 %
Colourless = 11.11111111%

This means if you just want 5 stars you should pull green orbs first, then colourless, followed by blue and finally Red. (Btw this applies to all 3 units in a colour, for a specific one just divide by 3)

So for those who just wanted the best colour to pull as a f2p player, the answer is green. However if you want to know if its worth the heroes or not continue reading…..

Red

The red pool features Celica, Ike and Ayra as their 5 star pulls, and is arguably the best pool in terms of unit versatility, as all these units can play offence or defence. Celica is a incredibly deadly mage with the ability to hit incredible offensive power or tank mages depending on her A slot, however it also means she can’t do both at the same time. She also has a amazing tome in ragnarok. She’s a highly suggest pool for anyone wanting a red mage. Ike is essentially bulky Ryoma, Able to hit hard and defend well, however he lacks the speed he wishes he has and is stuck being mainly enemy phase. He’s a very good sword user though. Finally there is Ayra and she is the best sword unit in the game, she makes the red pools low chance worth it. 

Should you pull?

If you need a good sword user or mage the answer is yes, or even just for Ayra, if you miss her the other two are still s tier and above. at 3.2% on just red pulls its worth the summon for the one you want.

Blue

I’m sad to say Blue is the weakest colour on the pull. Even if Fjorm turns out to be amazing, you get a free 5 star of her in the game after beating chapter 1 of book 2. Meaning unless you want ivs there is little reason. However it does boast 2 limited units being Bridal Caeda and Spring Xander. Bridal Caeda is a fast blue mage but like her normal counterpart she lacks attack to be a truly terrifying unit, shes still amazing if you get her as a blue mage but not the best. Spring Xander however is mostly outclassed by every other lance user, while he does have some niches, they are normally done by someone else still a limited unit as well.

Should you pull?

Unless you want the limited units, blue is the least of you’re concerns if looking for the best 5 stars. However Fjorm might be amazing though even then compared to the other groups…

Green

Okay so listen up Green has a HUGE PULL RATE nearly as high as that wyvern banner we had a few months ago (where all 4 units where green) Greens low pool means the 5 stars appear more often. Hector of course, is Hector and truly Amazing. Deirdre is a amazing magic wall, however if you have Julia, she’ll be able to fulfill the same role soon due to the upgrade system. Basically its if you like more bulk over attack between the two but both are solid regardless, while the final unit is Spring Camilla. A green mage flier, who if you missed out on summer Corrin and can’t be asked with Nowi, she is a great unit to have. Especially as gronnraven lets her tank bows.

Should you pull?

Yes, Green is almost always worth it, unless you have these heroes or don’t care for them Green is always gonna reward you when you hit the jackpot.

Colourless

So this is my pick for the best pulls, and yes its not colourless hell for once, more colourless heaven. Basically you have the two best archers, if not the best two units in the game, in Brave Lyn and Bridal Cordelia. They are essentially the same unit bar Lyn has a horse, and less attack while Cordelia has more Attack but is infantry. The final option is Genny who is one of the best healers in the game, but also comes with wrathful staff meaning anyone who wants to make another healer good can get this skill. Basically its worth it no matter what. Providing a 7.4% chance to get a archer and also has the second highest 4* chance, it means you’ll only go wrong if you pull a 3 star.

Should you pull?

YES BY GOD ALMIGHTY IF YOU DON’T HAVE A ARCHER NAB ONE OF THESE TWO.

That wraps it up though, if you want my advice I’d pull Colourless > Green > Red > Blue, green and red can be swapped but green has the higher rate,. While pulling every orb is solid, I’d suggest picking a colour to at least get someone you want first and then pull the rest if you pull a 5 star in a batch.

Anyway I hoped this help, and please spread this around I spent a lot of time on this

gold and silver ⋅ part 1

medieval + fantasy au (based on game of thrones)

◇ pairing: hoseok | reader
◇ genres: drama, light angst and romance 
◇ word count: 12.308
warnings: future depictions of violence, implied sexual content
author’s note: you can easily read this story without having any game of thrones’ knowledge. I mostly took the main settings of the tv show, but other than that, you can just consider this a medieval au. please enjoy! :)

⇢ chapters: one | two (ending)


You meet Jung Hoseok on a searing afternoon, round sun high in the sky and clouds as bright and golden as the weightless tunic that reaches down your legs.

You try not to show an obvious discontent when you hear the familiar, metallic sound of steel armor coming closer, a sigh getting stuck in your throat as you realize your days of hiding have finally come to an end. The residence of the king, otherwise known as the Red Keep, is large enough to get lost easily if you do not memorize the steps you leave behind, which sounded more exciting than it should have when you first arrived to the city one week ago, completely by yourself and miles away from family and friends.

You rapidly found concealed spots where curious eyes would not burn on your skin, and a particular favorite was located deep inside the Godswood of the castle — greenish, colorful gardens that extended towards the stunning sights of the Blackwater Rush, one of the major rivers of the country.

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people have been talking about lup and barry having a kid in the 2 years they spent on faerun before lup disappeared, and i suddenly had the urge to rewrite the entire story with taako raising this pair of half elf twins that he thinks are his cause they look like him, but he has no idea who the other parent is.

like, it’s a work in progress because i cannot imagine barry would have had taako kill him when he started forgetting lup if he had two lil babies waiting for him, but just hear me out.

imagine sizzle it up with taako & family, with these two little kids hamming it up as much as taako does.  imagine one of them almost eating the poisoned chicken, and taako manages to stop them at the last second, vowing right then and there that he will never, ever feed these kids his cooking again.  taako still never settles down in an actual house, so he ends up with a pair of street savvy caravan kids good at making themselves useful and better at picking pockets.

taako is extremely protective of these kids, trying very hard to always be there if something happens, but also teaching them how to look out for themselves.  he teaches them to rely on each other, because he knows how terrible it is to grow up all alone.  he teaches them to protect themselves and each other first, to not be ashamed to run away from danger, even if others (him) need help.  he teaches them survival.

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One Hundred Miles Away

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Request: oh what about a dad!shawn one where the reader and their 1 year old son surprise him at an ellen interview? (Shawn thought they were in Canada)

Word count: 2,401

One Hundred Miles Away

“Hello everybody and welcome to today’s show! We have the most exciting guest for you and a fully packed show” Ellen started, looking into the camera.

It already gave me butterflies, knowing my hubby Shawn would walk out at any second now. I still can’t believe, I got to keep that one.

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Harry Styles - “I Love You”


Ever since you met Harry, your life had changed. You were traveling around the world, accompanying him to interviews, standing off to the side as he did his thing, went to shows and events. It was a whirlwind of constant traveling and always going. You wouldn’t change it for the world though. 

It was the down moments between all of that craziness that you counted as your favorite. The moments of being curled up in bed, whether it be his, yours, or one in a hotel, wrapped up tight in each others arms. You wouldn’t even have to say anything, his fingers would brush through your hair, your head resting on his chest as you trace his tattoos with your finger tips. 

When you did get to be home for an extended period of time, he would take you on dates, nice dinners out, occasionally go on a shopping trip of two, but mostly the two of you enjoyed each others company in the comfort and privacy of his home in London. You would watch movies, cook dinner together, drink a bit of alcohol and he would make you laugh with countless silly little jokes. 

You could easily say that you had fallen in love with Harry but as neither of you had taken that next step in the relationship, you had never said it out loud. It wasn’t that you didn’t think Harry felt the same, you were sure he did, but the right moment for it to come out would show itself and that moment just hadn’t come yet. 

The two of you had been at his home in London for a few days now, still having a few days yet to relax together before he had to fly to LA for some meetings. You would not be accompanying him as you had things going on here so you were spending every second together possible until he had to leave. 

Today you both decided to bake some cookies. It had been a lazy morning after breakfast, curled up on the couch watching some Nicholas Sparks romantic comedy that he had chosen. You had mentioned that cookies sounded good so after getting dressed, the the two of you made a trip to the grocery store and stocked up on all the needed items to make multiple batches of cookies. 

“No, love,” Harry reprimanded, taking the wrong size measuring cup from your hand. “This one.” He exchanges the wrong for the right, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth. 

“That’s the one I meant.” You mutter, reaching for the ingredient you were about to add. “I know what I’m doing, Haz.” He laughs and nods, reaching over to wrap an arm around your hips, pulling you against him as you pout the ingredients into the bowl in front of you. 

“I know wha’ I’m doing betteh though.” You sense his smirk after he speaks this so you turn your head to see that face of his, your eyes narrowed. “After all.. I used to be a ba-” You drop the measuring cup and bring your hand up to cover his mouth before he could even finish that sentence. 

“You mutter that phrase one more time around me and I swear you’ll never see the light of day again.” You see his eyes light up with the grin he so desperately wanted to let out but with your hand over his mouth still he was unable. “Got it?” He gives a nod, his eyes still alight but you move your hand none the less and there is that grin. He leans in to press a kiss to your cheek before the two of you go back to your task. 

It was after the cookies were in the oven and the two of you go about starting to clean up the mess you had made. The two of you were moving in sync with one another, working on your task at hand, getting things done. He was rinsing out the bowl and you were putting the unused ingredients away. It happened as you crossed the kitchen, the large bag of flour in your hands. You aren’t sure what your foot caught on but suddenly you were stumbling and in your panic to catch yourself and not hit the floor, you drop the bag of flour. 

“Fuck!” You exclaim right as it hits the floor. And because it’s flour, the bag promptly explodes and flour covers the entire floor .. and you. It had floated up in it’s explosion and you were consumed by a cloud of white. You began to cough just as Harry’s laugh rang out around the room. “’s’not fuckin’ funny!” You say through your coughs but he was basically doubled over, his hands on his stomach, his face turning red. 

“Oh my,” He wipes a tear away from the corner of his eye as he stands up straight, a wide grin still on that handsome face of his. “Oh, I love you.” After the words tumble from his mouth your eyes widen, as does his. He had said it, he said those three words that neither of you had dared utter yet. “I..I-i mean..” He scratches at the back of his neck, his entire face was flushed bright red and he was opening and closing his mouth, small sounds coming out but no words actually formed. 

You stand there, covered head to toe in flour, standing in a pile of it, your entire kitchen covered, but you were grinning like a fool. Harry loved you, he really really loved you. You felt you had already known that but to hear him say it, to hear those words fall from those gorgeous lips of his… it was perfect. 

“Harry,” You cut off his stammering and cross the room, taking his face in your hands. His stubble was rough against the smooth palm of your hand but you hold firm, making those green eyes meet yours as he shuts his mouth. “I love you, too.” You say these words with a wide grin, your voice a bit breathless. 

“Good.” Harry finally says, his arms wrapping around your hips as he slowly dips his face to meet yours. The kiss was so gentle, his lips barely ghosting across yours but the moment was full of such passion and love. He pulls you close, clearly not caring about the fact that you were getting white flour all over his black jeans and shirt. He lifts you a bit, your toes grazing the floor as he grins. “Been wantin’ to say that fo’ a while, really.” He confesses, setting you back down. 

“Me too.” You both share a smile before his lips press to yours more firmly, molding against yours as his hair falls into his face, tickling your cheek. You reach up as he intensifies the kiss, tangling your fingers through those curls, allowing yourself to be pulled even deeper, his tongue sliding against yours. You knew the two of you were about to show one another just how much you loved each other. 

Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (Sebastian Stan x Reader) Pt. 4

Princess97:  I’ve decided I’m going to be a porn star.

Sebastian let out a small snort as he read the message on his phone. Ever since the picture exchange, the two of you had been texting nonstop. You moved on from the silly chatroom and gave each other your real phone numbers. It was a risky move on his behalf, but being the typical Leo he was, Sebastian liked to live dangerously every once in a while.

SexySeaBass82: Pornhub or Brazzers?

He snickered like a child as he sent the text, grinning like an idiot. He looked back up at the set before him. He had just finished filming an exhausting, yet epic fight scene which he was highly proud of. The dull ache in his muscles let him know ahead of time that he’d be feeling everything tonight.

Princess97: You perv! pornhub is where the mula is.

SexySeaBass82: I think it’s safe to say that I’d be your biggest fan, doll face.

Princess97: You know what I just realized?

Sebastian cackled as he typed his witty reply and hit the send button with lightning speed.

SexySeaBass82: That I’m daddy material? ;)

Princess97: No, that you’re probably older than electricity.

SexySeaBass82: I know you can’t see it, but I’m giving you the middle finger right now. (:

He set his phone down as soon as he saw Anthony and Jeremy making their way over to him. The two men were arguing about which character could take who. Of course, Anthony was convinced Falcon could destroy Hawkeye, but Jeremy was having none of it.

“All I’d have to do is shoot you out of the sky!”

“Not before Red Wing gets his sights on you!”

Sebastian fought the urge to laugh at the two as they stood in front of him. “Seb, tell him the truth before I do.” Anthony reasoned. Jeremy snorted, taking a sip from his water bottle. He’d never say it out loud, but Sebastian was a huge fan of Hawkeye, and when it came down to it, he felt Falcon would take a beating from the archer.

“Nope!” he held up his hands in defense. “I’m not taking any part of this! I’m like Bucky, completely innocent.”

Before any of them could reply, Sebastian’s text tone went off, causing the three men to jump and peer down at his phone. His phone, which was glowing, the text showing the following words:

Princess97: I wonder what else you can give me. ;)

“Oh, damn!” Anthony cackled as he snatched the phone from the chair. “Who is Princess97?”

Sebastian immediately shot up from his seat and wrestled the phone out of the man’s hand. Jeremy bent over, his hands on his knees as he cackled loudly. He would never let this go, Sebastian was sure of it. One sentence, and the entire cast would know of his little flirty texting buddy.

“None of your damn business!” he spat, placing his phone in his pocket.

“Ninety seven doesn’t stand for the actual year, does it?” Anthony teased, elbowing Jeremy as they roared with laughter.

“Hey Seb,” Jeremy chimed in. “What kind of formula do you give her?”

The two men burst into hysterics, catching the eyes of several crew members. Usually, Sebastian would have laughed along, but instead, he felt his face heating up with embarrassment. You weren’t that young. Hell, there’s a lot of people who talk to younger people, so what was the deal? You were of legal age, which was totally fine. Then again, his mom would probably give him a slap if she found out he was flirting with a nineteen year old.

“For your information,” he sassed, sitting back into his seat. “She’s really hot. Get with the winning team, guys.”

“Who’s hot?”

The three men turned around to see a very exhausted Chris in his stealth suit. He scratched the back of his head lazily as he peered between the men curiously.

“Sebastian here’s got himself some jailbait.” Jeremy spoke before taking off towards his trailer before Sebastian could catch him. Chris furrowed his brows as he looked over at his friend. This was absolutely not how he planned this to get out.

“What’s all this talk about jailbait?” he asked as he took the seat beside him. Seb groaned and placed his head in his hands.

“It’s literally all lies,” he told him. “She’s perfectly legal, just a bit younger.”

“How young?” Chris asked, his brow raising in disappointment.

“Nineteen.” Sebastian answered after a long silence.

“Oh thank goodness,” Chris breathed dramatically, placing his hand over his left boob once again. “I thought you meant she was young.”

“She is young.” He admitted. “Fifteen years.”

Chris let out a snort as he pulled out his phone. “Well, Seabass,” he sung as he unlocked his phone.

Make sure you burp her after feeding her, m’kay?” he teased before sprinting off as fast as he could in the same direction Jeremy ran in. 

Sebastian sighed, sinking into his seat.

What on earth was he going to do with these idiots?


You were snuggled on your sofa, scrolling through your Tumblr dashboard, when you heard the theme song of one of your favorite TV shows being to play. It was The Late Show with Stephen Colbert. You loved that guy more than anything, he could always cheer you up when you felt down. 

“Good evening folks, our guest tonight is the one and only…Sebastian Stan!” 

Immediately, your ears perked up at the name. That was the actor Sebastian was in love with. Your head cocked to the side as you realized the two men had the same first names. You shrugged, it was probably a coincidence, right? 

“Here’s your tea, Y/N!” your roommate chimed as she handed you a matching mug. You gave her a quick smile before returning your gaze to the TV. 

“So Sebastian,” Stephen said. “I understand you and Anthony Mackie are quite the duo on set.” You found your eyes focused on the actor’s face, taking in his features. You understood why Sebastian was obsessed with this guy. He was freaking gorgeous. And that jawline -man, that looked like it could cut diamonds. And those steel blue eyes! He was a total babe. 

“Yeah, we’ve grown pretty close these past few months. We even gave each other nicknames.” Stan said as he giggled, his face turning a deep red. 

“Oh? Do share these nicknames, Sebastian!” Stephen mused, earning a bunch of cheers from the crowd, mostly from women. 

You took a sip of your tea, your eyes set on the blue eyed man on the screen as he said the following words. 

“Well, he likes to call me Sexy Sea Bass.” 

The tea in your mouth sprayed all over the screen in front of you, even landing on your roommate’s lap as well as yours. She let out a shriek before jumping out of her seat and pointing an accusing finger at you. 

“What the fuck, Y/N?” she exclaimed, her face twisting into a scowl. 

You stared at the screen, your eyes completely wide with distraught as the man repeated the nickname for a second time. 

“Yeah man, I’m telling you,” he laughed along with Stephen.

 “He calls me Sexy Sea Bass!”

-Fin!

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hush, blush, crush [ bill x reader ]

summary: billy draws (name)’s picture

a/n: this is written for @superwolfiestar ‘s “Beauty and the Beast Halloween prompt challenge”! this is day 11 and prompt scary story. YA I KNOW, I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST IT YESTERDAY BUT I HAD NO TIME OK. also! sortha this request from anon:  hi! can you please do a bill x reader where the reader is bill’s girlfriend/best friend who has a crush on him and she comes across his sketch book and the pictures he drew of beverly? and there’s just a lot of angst and jealousy and maybe ending with some fluff? :)

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The forest oozes with dazing scents. Summer. The night’s sky is littered with bright stars with golden threads around them, and the moon hangs just above the tree tops, almost as if it’s watching over your notorious group of friends. A series of tents stand in a strange circle around a log fire that radiates warmth and nearly blinding light. The Losers Club sits on found logs, huddled together with marshmallows melting on the tips of their held sticks, with blankets over their shoulders. Your hair drips with chilly water sending a shudder down your spine. The wind rustles wet clothes hung on wires and branches.

“-And…and…it’s…” Richie is the one speaking in a hushed, raspy voice. Next to him Eddie looks anxious, grasping his inhaler fiercely and waiting for the story to end. All eight of you took turns in telling scary stories by the camp fire. Naturally, Richie’s is the longest and the most interesting one - the kid is quite a good storyteller, and if he was only half as annoying as he is now, you’d probably have a crush on him instead. A curious whisper rounds the crowd – who is it?, you all wonder – leaning in closer to the fire to hear Richie better, “It’s…it’s….EDDIE’S MOM!”

“Dude! What the hell is wrong with you?” Eddie bellows, inhaling deeply. You refrain from rolling your eyes as the rest of the group replies in weak snorts and an occasional snicker. Figures it was something to do with Eddie’s mom, why else would Richie Trashmouth Tozier be interested in flapping his mouth if it wasn’t to somehow insult or ridicule? You shake your head, and Beverly sends you a cheeky smile, nudging your shoulder. You glance at her. Wordless, she bites her lip and motions to the boy sitting next to you. You frown at her, but refrain from uttering a single word.

Speaking of crushes, yours is just a few inches away, leaning close to the fire and watching carefully when for his marshmallow is done cooking. William “Bill” Denbrough sits in a respectable distance – he had, by accident, sat too close and hurriedly apologized and moved to give you some personal space. Not that you could complain, he had been beside you (thanks to the strategic placing of Ben and Beverly) all day. You couldn’t ask for more than that, even if you did feel a tad of disappointment when he had scooted closer to Mike.

Little by little the gang trickles into their tents. Beverly stays for a while, mostly waiting up for you to be done eating, but you simply shoo her away. The camp fire grows smaller; the silhouettes of you and Bill shine clear to whoever peeks out their tents. Beverly gives a knowing smile before wishing the both of you goodnight. Finally, for the first time in a long while, you and Bill are left alone.

The crackling of the fire lulls your heavy eyes and you feel the first notes of sleep calls you. But you stay alert. Your heart hammers in an unruly pace once you glance at him; his childish face appears happier in the dark, the bags under his eyes aren’t that deep and a spark of genuine joy reflects in the depths of his irises.  You blush, or perhaps it’s simply the hot flame that tickles your cheeks. You look down at your knees: a couple of bruises dot the surface of your skin, no doubt you had rammed into something by accident, though you can’t quite remember. A corner of a dark blue book catches your eye. With a curious brow raised you ask, “Hey, what’s that?”

“O-Oh…” Bill knows exactly what you’re talking about, and a bit unruly he swoops the sketchpad from the dry ground. He holds it, unsure of what to do next, “I-I-I-It’s my sketchb-b-book. Y-Y-Y-You c-can look, i-if you w-want t-t-to, t-that is.” He sounds nervous, more nervous than usual and his stutter is worse. With a soft smile you nod, hoping to ease him. He blinks rapidly as he places it on your lap. A chill creeps up your spine and you shiver. Bill licks his lower lip, “A-A-A-A-A” it takes almost thirty A’s for him to finally say “-are you c-co-cold, (N-Name)?” The wool blanket covering your shoulders has grown damp over the course of the day, but you simply shrug, not wanting to bother him. So he takes action on his own.

He avoids your gaze, opting to stare into the fire as if trying to engrave its mesmerizing dance into his mind. He takes his blanket and throws it over your shoulders, scooting close to you so you’d both share it equally. The proximity is a bit alarming; you fear your heart may pop out, but most of all you fear that he can hear the drumming from this close up. You gulp. Daze seeps into you, into your very bones and warms from within. It’s nice. After a moment you get used to this feeling, the feeling that the whole universe is at your fingertips and planets collide at the simple touch. Bill waits patiently for you to open the first page, and with a new wave of energy, you pry it open and—

Your heart shatters into a million brilliant pieces, like glass it spews all over the sky and becomes stars. Beverly. Beverly’s face drawn in a pretty red color; she looks just as beautiful as she does in real life. Of course he would draw her, why wouldn’t he? They kissed in third grade, you can’t fake such passion! A spike of jealousy pools in your stomach and the idea of simply throwing his sketchbook straight into the fire is tempting. But you refrain. You dive deep into sadness – there is no hope for you, is there? – just like you dived deep into the quarry this morning. Your throat ties in knots and shakily you breathe out, “Beautiful…” You murmur, a somber note in your voice but whether Bill can tell you have no clue.

He looks at you, examines the curl of your lashes, the waves your wet hair makes, the way orange and yellow colors play on your face and says, “Not as beautiful as you, (Name).” It’s a whisper, one you almost fail to catch but you do. You gulp hard, a spark of hope lighting up like a small flame that gradually grows larger as you tilt your head to look at him; your eyes meet in the dark, you note sparks of embers dance in his gaze as he catches each and every detail of your face. Grasshoppers play their silent tune somewhere behind you. Magnetic. The touch is magnetic, his touch on your wrist as it slowly glides into your palm and your fingers intertwine. “W-W-W-Would you l-like me t-to draw you, too?”

“N-Now?” You ask flustered. He gives a curt nod. You almost want to say ‘No’ because you don’t want to part, but the thought of having him sketch you grows more appealing by the moment. So you agree. He grins sheepishly and excuses himself to get some pencils from his tent. Your side grows cold much too soon as you wait for him to return. Is this real? You wonder. And will this exist even after the night fades into dawn and all of your friends awake? These questions are pressing and difficult, much too difficult for someone as young as you.

Bill emerges from the tent with a goofy smile and tip-toes back to you, sitting just as close as he did before leaving, taking his sketchpad and opening a blank page he grabs a red pencil and looks at you, “Oh, uhm, what should I do?”

“S-S-Smile.” The reaction is automatic to his request – the biggest, dorkiest grin blooms on your lips in a show of pure happiness. Bill stares for a long while, a small smile of his own pulling on the corner of his lip.

“Uhm, Bill?”

“Y-Yeah, (N-Name)?”

“You’re not drawing.”

Oh!”

He hurriedly gets to work. His hand glides through the paper, shapes slowly start forming; he glances up at you every two to three seconds to make sure each detail is created with impeccable precision. The night goes in silence, but neither of you mind. The real world fades into the back of your mind and for the time being only you and Bill exist in the warm glow of the campfire. But the sweet dream ends much too soon, and when he finally looks up one last time, you inhale sharply and the grin that had dimmed over the course of an hour comes back in full swing. Bill scribbles something on the top of the picture; thinking he’s done drawing you lean in and rest your head on his shoulder to get a better look.

There lies your portrait, a bit cartoonish, but it’s still you and surprising accurate, too. Like Beverly’s, but it would be obvious to anyone that he had put much more work into yours. On the top left corner there are two words scribbled, which is your name.

“I-I-I-I wi-will k-keep it, if-if you d-d-d-doo-don’t mind, (Name).” Bill says, “I-I can d-d-d-d-raw you another o-one n-next t-t-t-t-t-t-tim-me.”

“Next time?”

Bill nods, “M-M-Maybe th-then there c-c-c-could b-be just t-the tw-two of us.”

The best way to describe this feeling is to name it as a firework, powerful and ultraviolet, “O…okay. Just the two of us, Billy.”

“J-Just the two o-of us, (N-Nickn-name).”



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Hello there! I was wondering if you could do the main RFA + Saeran and V with an easily flustered, inexperienced and innocent s/o?

LISTEN IMMA MAKE THIS NSFW MHMHMHMHM (still cute & innocent though- virgin mc is lovely) 

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Haunting Me (Chap. 4)

A/N: okie dokie guys! here’s chap 4! I hope you guys like the angst!! *evil laugh* ENJOY! - Delilah

Haunting Me: Y/N is a normal young adult living in New York, but little does she know that she’s a reincarnation of the long lost Bucky Barnes’ fiance from the 1940′s. What happens when she runs into Steve in 2012? Most importantly, what happens when she runs into The Winter Soldier?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x POC Reader 

Warnings: Slight smut. Angst. Feels. Flashbacks. Mild violence. 

Originally posted by rohgers


“Your name was Jane and you liked to wear red lipstick.”

You shivered in your sleep, tugging the comforter closer to your body. The heating wasn’t working and the motel owner came by to tell everyone one by one. Bucky, being the paranoid man he was, completely ignored the man at all costs. He had no intentions of this happening, he just…acted on instinct. Which was highly irrational on his part, but he had little to no care about rationality at the moment.

What was he going to do with you? Hydra had ears all over the world, regardless of where the two of you went. And SHIELD would immediately be investigating this as well, meaning you and he would have to go somewhere secluded, which was extremely hard to do this day and age.

Bucky’s eyes landed on your slumbering form once again, taking in your features as you slept. The flashback he had earlier still rung in his ears. Your name was Jane, he knew that now. You used to wear red lipstick all the time and you and he were together. He was still unsure if you knew Steven as well, but that didn’t matter at the moment.

He slowly reached outwards towards you, gently brushing his metal fingers along the flesh of your cheek. You were so fragile, yet you the way you stood up to him earlier showed your bravery that you didn’t know you had. His fingers slowly drifted down your body until they rested on your chest. His eyes landed on your clothed breasts. Cocking his head to the side, he ran his fingers along your clothed chest, watching in awe as small goosebumps began to form on your skin.

His fingers hooked around the material of the top and tugged it down, revealing your breasts. He inhaled sharply, his eyes widening at the sight before him. He had seen his fair share of the female anatomy before, but that was mostly on graphs and medical training. This was entirely different. You weren’t a medical graph, you were a person with thoughts and feelings. Someone who he’d known before on a personal level at one time and it was so erotic to him.


His index finger circled around your nipple, gently flicking the nub. You squirmed gently, nuzzling into your pillow with a soft moan. His eyes widened as he watched your nipple harden beneath his finger with awe. You were unlike anything he’d ever seen, a rare piece of a puzzle he’d been trying to solve for decades. And here you were now, extremely close and vulnerable.

You let out another moan, this time it was a bit louder. Bucky’s breaths came out in harsh little huffs as he studied your body intensely. The sounds you were making were so arousing, that he just had to make you do it again, he longed for it.

He found himself leaning forward, bending his head down until his lips brushed against your breast. He took your nipple into his mouth and sucked on the flesh, running his teeth along it.

You groaned, your eyes fluttering open. For a minute, you completely forgot where you were. You expected to be back at home, in the safety of your cozy little apartment with Steve . Your fingers made their way over to the mystery man’s hair, tangling themselves in his long, dark locks. He let out a grunt of pleasure as you tugged on the strands. You sighed peacefully as the pleasure coursed through your body.

That was, until you immediately recognized the voice.

Your eyes widened as you peered down at Bucky. His lips were wrapped around your breast, while his metal arm was softly kneading the other one. You gasped as he sucked harsher, filling your body with another wave of pleasure. This was so, so wrong. You barely knew the man, and you were absolutely sure that he was psychotic, but your body refused to react the way it should. Instead of shoving him off of you, your back arched into his touch and your legs found themselves entangled with his as he pleasured you with those lips of his.

You were practically on your back now, with him hovering over you. It took all of your strength, but you placed your bound hands on his shoulder and shoved him back. Immediately, he jolted back from you.

“Bucky…” you whispered, your brows furrowing with confusion. 

Immediately, he scooted as far away from you as possible. His eyes were wide with shame as he avoided your gaze. You watched as he began to stand from the bed. 

Right at that moment, you felt your head ache terribly, but this time, it wasn’t from the anemia. 


1941

Bucky stood from the bed and walked over to the little dresser in his room. You rolled onto your side and propped yourself up on your elbow as you watched your very naked boyfriend as he softly sung along to the song playing on the radio. 

Maybe
If I could pray and I try, dear
You might come back home, home to me

He placed one of the cigarettes in his mouth and lit it, blowing out a cloud of smoke into the air. You always admired how he could have no clothes on, yet feel completely comfortable with you watching him. You guessed it was the chemistry you both had. 

You rested your head against your palm as you continued to admire his physique. He was what all the girls you knew wanted. Literally. Every girl had a thing for Bucky Barnes, including your best friend. You had seen him on countless other dates with girls far more pretty than you, girls that were the complete opposite skin color wise. Not in a million years did you think he would ever look your way. 

But that fateful night he came to the ice cream shop you worked at changed everything. He always told you that the moment he laid eyes on you, he felt his entire world stop. That he was prepared to fight a million wars for you, regardless of your color. 

I guess I might have done something wrong
Honey I’d be glad to admit it
Ooh, come on home to me
Honey maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe yeah

“How come you never sing to me like that?” you asked, your mouth curling into a smile as he peered over his shoulder at you. He smiled that same dorky little smile and turned around completely. 

Bucky slowly crawled towards you, singing the chorus of the song as he did so. 

Maybe
Whoa, if I could ever hold your little hand
Ooh you might understand
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, yeah

You giggled as he hovered above you, continuing to belt out the lyrics dramatically this time. You tried to shush him, as his neighbors were super prejudice and would not hesitate to call the police in a heartbeat. 

But being the person he was, Bucky only sung louder. 

Please, please, please, please
Oh won’t you reconsider babe
Now come on, I said come back
Won’t you come back to me

You were laughing hysterically now. You pressed your hands against his mouth in order to shut him up, but he licked your palms instead. You let out a shriek and pulled your hands away from him. 

“James Buchanan Barnes,” you spoke, staring into his eyes. “You’re such a dork.” 

He hummed, planting a kiss on your forehead. 

“But I’m your dork, though.” 


The next thing you knew, you were on your hands and knees gasping for air. 

Your chest felt like it was caving in on itself and your brain felt as though it was melting in your skull. What on earth was that? You blinked rapidly, seeing the images of the flashback before your eyes each time you closed them. You felt Bucky’s hands on your back, rubbing it gently. 

“W-What was that?” you asked, feeling your entire body trembling. 

Bucky brushed your hair out of your face and stared into your eyes. “You remembered, Y/N,” he whispered. 

You stared back at him. He looked exactly the same, but how was this possible? 

“M-My name was Jane, right?” you asked, your words trembling as you spoke. You blinked back the tears that threatened to fall. Bucky reached out to you and cupped your cheek. This time, you leaned into his touch. 

Bucky opened his mouth to speak, but instead he was cut off by the motel door flying open. 

“Y/N!” Steve exclaimed, holding his shield in his hand. “We have to get out of here befor-”

The window shattered as a tiny grenade like object burst through it, landing right beside the bed. You looked back to Bucky, your eyes wide before a giant flash of white light erupted inside the room, blinding you both. 

You covered your ears as they ached from the high pitched ringing. You felt yourself being tackled to the ground and rough hands yanking you around on the floor. When you opened your eyes, you saw the familiar blue uniforms of the SHIELD team storming into the room. 

You looked around, only to find Bucky gone and the small window in the bathroom shattered open. 

“My name is Jane,” you whispered, feeling the tears pool inside your eyes. 


-FIN!

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Request: Do you think that maybe you could do short headcannons of the members as youtubers please?? Like, you said in the makeup voiceovers that they were also on YouTube but didn’t really describe in depth what they’re like so maybe that could be a thing(??) sorry if it doesn’t make sense

A/N: i hope this is what you were looking for!! i’m sorry if it’s short or repetitive, this was so fun to write, i hope you enjoy reading!

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Taeil:

  • started out his channel for fun
  • mostly makes song covers & also tag videos
  • didn’t thought his videos would blow up
  • when he realised he was shookt??
  • because he’s such an awkward bun, his videos usually consists of his friends
  • and they help him out a lot because when he’s on his own filming most of the time he doesn’t know what to do or say
  • tries his best to reply to comments
  • when people recognizes him irl he gets all blushy and shy
  • “i’m not that popular!! you’re all so sweet”
  • we all know you are taeil

Hansol:

  • that one youtuber who posts random videos at the weirdest timings
  • his videos range from dance covers, to vlogs, to gaming then to even unboxing videos
  • despite all that he still gains much attention?
  • hardly ever talks in his videos but when he does all his subscribers get heart palpitations because wow
  • dance covers gets the most views and likes because they’re always on point?
  • promotes his channel on his instagram
  • random posts with captions
  • “new video”
  • “✌✌ video?”
  • see what i did there hansol he needs to stop with his peace signs
  • another one who’s awkward when fans recognize him in real life
  • but if they ask for pictures he wouldn’t mind so!!

Johnny:

  • mostly reaction videos
  • and probably many vlogs too
  • gaming occasionally, but only when he’s with his friends
  • has the funniest and most dramatic reactions to videos ever
  • tries to make his subscribers by making puns and jokes
  • “i guess you could say… that video was pun-believable”
  • daily updates on social medias
  • “how are all of you doing today? the weather’s great so i hope you all are well!”
  • doesn’t reply to every comment but he likes them
  • treats his fans like family and tries to chat with them he can
  • which is why when one meets him in real life he’s super friendly and tries to start conversations
  • an angel tbh

Taeyong:

  • cooking tutorial videos
  • alongside with song covers too
  • sometimes he writes his own songs and lyrics too
  • often goes live so that he’s able to chat with his fans
  • one of the most genuine and sweetest youtubers!!
  • would reply to every one of the comments, and he never forgets to thank them for their support
  • “I’m stressed & tired” captions on his social media websites always scare fans but turns out it’s only because of the other boys
  • gets all shy when people recognize him
  • even when he’s rushing for time he wouldn’t hesitate to take photos or chat with his fans
  • the youtuber you just want to protect with everything tbh

Yuta:

  • gamer
  • also makes prank videos occasionally
  • and probably also videos on current issues/problems
  • and he shows so many different sides his fans love it,
  • especially when he talks about current issues he gets all smart & serious and is so good with his words he leaves everyone shookt
  • but on prank videos he’s all giggly and immature laughing at his successful pranks
  • while his gamer side can sometimes can aggressive and competitive
  • but despite all that he’s super sweet to his fans
  • holds meetups often and treats each of them like angels
  • smile and laughter can brighten up anyone’s day

Kun:

  • mainly vlogs
  • travelling & visiting ones to be exact, together with his friends
  • takes really good videography and editing is on point too
  • another one who’s smile could make anyone’s heart burst
  • always recommending new places for people to go to, be it cafes or countries to visit
  • kun’s recommendations are trustable™
  • loves hyping his friends up in videos
  • doesn’t hesitate in promoting their channels too
  • deserves so much more subscribers & views

Doyoung:

  • versatile videos too
  • song covers, reaction videos, vlogs, challenges & tag videos
  • is really well known for his talking skills and his intelligence
  • and also his sweet voice who puts people to sleep
  • cherishes friendships and often shows it in videos where he vlogs about outings with them
  • updates daily for fans too and tells them how much he’s grateful for them
  • also asks them for suggestion for new videos
  • probably nags at and gets upset with his fans when they do something that isn’t too his liking
  • “you all waited in the rain for an hour because of me??? what if you all fell sick omg please don’t do that again”
  • but it’s because he cares and loves them so

Ten:

  • king of dance covers
  • makes dance tutorials too
  • when people want to learn a dance, ten’s videos would always help because they’re so on point?
  • random videos of him in stores and supermarkets
  • with him being amazed by new things he sees or learns about
  • attempts to make cooking videos too but fails
  • almost burnt himself and was caught on tape, uploaded on youtube & viewed by morw than hundreds of people
  • his fans’ words give him energy and he’s always thanking them
  • a little shy when gets recognized but he doesn’t show it, only that cheeky smile on his face

Jaehyun:

  • hypebeast who makes videos of new clothes he got and hauls too
  • random late night videos where he answers fans’ questions and it’s just him chilling
  • food reviews too!!
  • his favourite videos because you can tell he gets all excited when he sees food
  • makes sure to update every week so his subscribers will be well fed
  • loves having live videos too because he’s able to interact with fans
  • holds giveaways for subscribers every time he reaches a milestone
  • acts all calm when people recognize him
  • but inside he’s super happy and excited because he feels extremely loved?
  • likes photos that fans uploaded together with him,
  • making them go even crazier

WinWin:

  • that one youtuber who’s always being complimented and praised by other youtubers
  • because he’s super sweet and soft?
  • pretty boy who shows off his face routines and tag videos
  • because he’s so shy he finds it hard filming videos alone too
  • which is why he calls his friends to join his videos
  • aka kun
  • they often go shopping together and you can tell he looks super happy and excited
  • vlogs about his daily life and has the cutest edits ever
  • even more shy in real life, he’d get super embarrassed and shy, cheeks flushed red if he notices people recognizing him
  • but he’d feel bad for rejecting them so he takes photos with them anyways
  • super cute

Mark:

  • endless talents and seems to be able to do everything?
  • playing the guitar, song/rap covers, reaction videos, dance covers, gaming
  • he’s able to film quality videos
  • and at the same time he’s super humble and sweet it makes others love him more
  • has many collabs with other youtubers
  • his fans are blessed because they’ll always be a video related to him
  • a super shy ball in actual fact
  • when he does live videos he already gets all blushy and red when people compliment him
  • irl you can actually see him wanting to hide and run away because he’s super shy when it comes to compliments
  • but also tries to be friendly and talk to his fans when he can

Renjun:

  • mostly posts videos at night
  • so his subscribers can fall asleep soundly after watching his videos
  • mostly reviews
  • on clothes, food and other things
  • smile is the sweetest thing you’ll ever see
  • is also the softest when it comes to his fans
  • sometimes would also post short korean classes too
  • and his drawing videos
  • just really calm and satisfying videos honestly
  • super happy when he receives positive comments
  • still your no.1 moomin fan who has a big moomin plushie in his background of videos all the time

Jeno:

  • videos that are guaranteed to make you smile
  • like him playing with puppies and small fuffly animals
  • or even interacting with children at playgrounds in his vlogs
  • they’re guaranteed to make you s o f t
  • an angel who smiles and laughs at everything
  • super positive!!!
  • tries his best to reply to every comment and prove to fans that they’re noticed
  • mainly just vlogs of his daily life
  • but he’s always super cute in videos so!!
  • still the same angel irl because he’d be the one suggesting to take photos
  • and probably give you autographs too
  • sweetest little thing ever

Haechan:

  • games often
  • and always wins in games for some reason
  • also many prank videos too
  • and they’re always super creative and new
  • and you can see the look of satisfaction on his face whenever he succeeds in pranking his friends
  • really strong bond with his fans
  • they’d probably have inside jokes too
  • “thank you for always supporting your handsome donghyuck”
  • never runs out of ideas for videos
  • and loves it most when people leave positive comments
  • it makes him all happy and excited like a small child
  • and he’s ten times cuter irl like that because he’d have the biggest smile ever with his pink cheeks??

Jaemin:

  • does weird challenges
  • and probably being a meme in every video
  • with thousands of different expressions ready for his fans to screenshot and use
  • also does tutorial videos
  • and tag videos
  • he loves talking and discussing about popular topics and sharing his opinions
  • loves spreading positive vibes too
  • super flirty & sweet with his subscribers
  • calls them his babies??
  • would occasionally film vlogs so as to show his fans his life
  • which is usually just him being that same meme and having fun
  • i miss him dkdndn

Chenle:

  • super energetic and fun
  • when you watch his videos, they’d immediately cheer you up because he’s always so happy?
  • makes reaction videos a lot
  • which ends up in his fans mentioning how their ear drums ache everytime they watch them because his dolphin laughs and screams
  • loves taking videos of sceneries and views during vlogs
  • but other times vlogs would just consist of his face
  • “my handsome is enough for you all”
  • knows he’s popular but still gets shy when he’s noticed
  • he’d always give that same cheerful laughter and thank his fans for their support

Jisung:

  • dance covers
  • ten is his role model
  • would film freestyle dances and also dances he’d choreographed and ask fans for their opinions
  • occasionally, he’d also film tag and challenge videos so his fans are able to know him better
  • super shy at first but as time goes by he opens up and he’d joke around a lot
  • still a child who gets fascinated and amazed by new things
  • still learning and is trying his best for his channel
  • which is why he’s super happy when he sees the amount of support and love he gets
  • making him blush like mad all the time