it's just something about them that i find interesting now that i'm thinking about them again

anonymous asked:

Oh almighty napkin arm with googly eyes, I humble peregrin dare come forth with a request... could you make some character design breakdowns for some more realistic characters? Like your power ranger fanart? I tried to break them down on my own, but I'm not sure I did it that well... it's incredibly useful and interesting... Keep being awesome, and thanks for how you already helped me anyway!

Thanks for the patience, had to mull this one over. The more complex a design gets, the more difficult it is to break down. Basic character design tips may not be enough…so let’s delve into:

Character Design Tips Part 2!

Before we start, it’ll help to read my last character design post, where I laid out four concepts: shapes, silhouettes, colors, and inspiration. In this post, I aim to build on and rephrase these in a way that hopefully makes it easier to apply them. I’ll be drawing examples from my Power Rangers (2017) fanart to illustrate my points.


  • (Ideally, you should already be comfortable with drawing people. If not, look into figure drawing, gesture drawing, etc.)
  • (Whereas my previous tips were more tried and true, the tips here are more my own thoughts, so they may be half-formed.)
  • (Again, these are not rules. They’re just tips to add to your toolbox; the more tools you have, the more versatile you’ll become.)

Without further ado, let’s start!

Based off what we know about shapes, silhouettes, colors and inspiration, I want to cover: lines and angles, external and internal silhouettes, values, and references.

1. Shapes => Lines and Angles

Last time, I laid out three basic shapes:round, box, and triangle.

Problem: limiting yourself to these 3 shapes can be useful and fun for simpler designs, but they may be too simple or look out of place on more complex designs.

Solution: let’s go to the next level! Instead of shapes, shift your thinking to lines and angles!

Lines can be curved, straight, or diagonal.
Angles can range from obtuse to acute angles.
Follow your intuition: what feeling do you get from each line or angle?
If I follow my own intuition, I see that:

  • curved lines = natural, soft
  • straight lines = balanced, grounded
  • diagonal lines = off-balance, in motion
  • obtuse angles = broad, relaxed
  • right angles = rigid, unnatural
  • acute angles = slim, dynamic

If this sounds familiar, you’re right! It’s just the shapes all over again: 

  • curved lines make round shapes
  • straight lines with obtuse/right angles make boxy shapes
  • diagonal lines with acute angles make triangular shapes

But lo! Since we broke the shapes into their smaller components, it’s much more flexible! Now we can use lines and angles for more complex designs:

2. Silhouette => External and Internal Silhouettes

Last time, I explained the silhouette test: if you black out the figure, it should still be readable.

Problem: blacking out the figure only tests the outline of the design, i.e. the external silhouette. But what about the inside of the design?

Solution: block in the figure and test for the internal silhouette! 

If you want not just an interesting outline, but an interesting costume, block in the major components of your design to see if it has a readable internal silhouette. This test can help you avoid boring or cluttered costumes and makes your design stand out. If your internal silhouette is too empty, try adding props or designs. If it’s too busy, simplify it.

3. Colors => Values

Last time, I talked about the 60-30-10 and 70-30 rules for color.

Problem: those rules work on the assumption that you’re only using 2 to 3 colors. But what if I want to use more colors?

Solution: good news! The same idea applies if you split your palette into 3 major values: shadows, midtones, and highlights.

Balance your palette by converting your colors to grayscale and applying the 60-30-10 rule to the values. This is related to the idea of silhouettes; if you get a nice internal silhouette, you’ll probably end up with a nicely balanced set of palette values, and vice versa.

(Fun fact! You can split your palette in different ways. In a watercolor tutorial, Miyazaki splits the palette into bright, dark, black, green 1, green 2, blue 1, and blue 2.)

4. Inspiration => References

“Good artists copy, great artists steal!” -Picasso

Problem: Coming up with something 100% original is tedious and doesn’t always give great results. It saps the inspiration right out of you!

Solution: It’s a lot easier to steal ideas from references!

Note: don’t just copy, steal! Cherry-pick/massage the aspects of the reference you find the most appealing and work them into your design. Ditch anything that you don’t care about. Make it your own! Make it something you can put your own name on! Below is the reference image I used for my designs:

And below is my fanart:

That’s it for now! Thanks for reading! If you guys want to see any other topics, feel free to ask and I can try my hand at it.

If you want to see my previous character design tips, click here.
If you want to see the full-size Power Rangers fanart lineup, click here.
If you want to see other character designs I’ve done, click here.

alphaandhismate  asked:

Hey Rachel got a question for ya. Do you think Stiles would feel inadequate compared to all the buff sexy werewolves and push himself​ to the breaking point trying to look like he belongs? Cause I have this headcanon where he decides to work out to make himself look like he belongs beside the wolves but it doesn't work out to well and he winds up doing more harm than good. Which upsets Derek when he finds out (because he loves the idiot but he won't admit it)

Aw I can absolutely see this. Stiles, already prone to insecurity and the feeling of not being good enough, slowly being worn down by that itching knowledge in his skull of being that he’s not as strong as any of his friends, not as attractive as any of his friends, and sure as hell not as useful as any of them, right? Sure, he’s smart. He knows that. But what the hell use is that in battle? He can’t dive in front of a bullet to keep the others from hurting, can’t stand beside the others and fight at anything close to their level.

And no matter how much he smirks at enemies’ jibes and plays off as enjoying being the group’s token human (”means I get to leave all the heavy lifting to you guys, right?”) it’s a feeling that would keep building up over time, pushing at the back of his skull every time the pack insists he be left behind on a certain mission, that he should stay where he’s safe, or gets offhandedly told he’ll just slow the others down. Every time they go running out in the preserve and he gets to sit behind and watch the car. Every time he goes out with the group and finds himself wondering what he looks like in everyone else’s eyes: this circle of beautiful beyond belief, supernaturally perfect people and then… him.

He couldn’t share his worries with the others –– Scott would get that worried look in his eyes and insist Stiles is perfect the way he is. Lydia might not share the same speed and strength as the others but she’s always been supernaturally beautiful, and she’s got her own banshee tricks to help out in a fight. So he keeps it inside, bottles it up… and he starts to push himself. Stays after school lifting weights until his limbs are wrecked from it, goes out running until his legs are shaking under him. Thinking one more lift, one more mile, one step closer to belonging.

And it starts working, too. He’s able to keep up with the pack sometimes, on their more casual runs. He’s gaining muscle, losing any last hints of baby fat. But there are hollowed shadows under his eyes too and he’s not eating enough, probably, but that’s fine. It’s fine when he wrestles with Liam and ends up with a purpled bruise blooming out across his ribs from a too-hard tackle. It’s fine that he can’t really sleep anymore because his muscles are always burning. It’s fine because he’s started looking at pictures of the group after pack events and almost seeing a group of people who fit together, not a handful of perfect people around a lanky, awkward him. Who the hell wouldn’t sacrifice a little comfort and the ability to lift his arms above his head for that?


Derek’s the one who notices first, because of course he is. Drops in through the bedroom window one night like the supernatural stalking creeper he used to be, and finds Stiles collapsed to an exhausted heap against the side of his bed. Too tired and too sore to have stripped off his sweat-stained shirt or make it the extra step to lay down on it. He forces a smile when he spots Derek, but it’s more pained than it should be. Wavers at the edges. Derek ignores his opening jibe, doesn’t comment on the way Stiles tries to push himself up on unsteady palms and falters, a spasm of motion that starts and dies just as fast. Just moves silent, sits down next to him on the floor at the foot of the bed. There’s a world of words in his silence, a disapproving air Stiles can feel deep in his bones, and he finds himself saying “I’m fine,” low and head ducked, like it’s a lie.

It’s not a lie. But it’s not exactly true either, is it?

Derek’s eyes are on Stiles’ face now, flicking down his damp shirt, over his faintly trembling limbs, and it’s like he’s seeing too much suddenly, seeing through walls Stiles is too tired to pull up. People aren’t supposed to see him at this point in the day; they’re supposed to see him in the morning when he has the energy to grin and bounce and keep up with the rest of them like it’s effortless. They’re not supposed to see the tired bruises under his eyes or the way he shakes from hours of trying to hold himself at a werewolf’s level.

He wets his lips, a flash of frustration burning bitter through him.

“Look, I’m not strong like you guys.” It’s not news. It’s been a constant refrain for the past two years of his life, ever since Scott was bit and turned into a superhero sports star girl magnet and left Stiles standing awkwardly in his dust. Stiles couldn’t ask for the bite, Scott wouldn’t understand. And he doesn’t think he wants it either, not really. He doesn’t want the claws or the anchors or the pulls to the moon. He just wants to be able to keep up with them. Wants to not be the funny one in a group of supermodels. Doesn’t want to be the weak one in a group of heroes. Doesn’t want to be the one holding them back.

He bites over a frustrated sound, frowns at Derek’s faintly pinched brows, manages to lift one bone-dead arm and snaps out even more harshly: “I’m not… hot.”

It’s not the whole issue, it barely touches the issue, but it’s too much already and he scowls after he says it, daring Derek to snort or mock him or roll his eyes and agree, obviously, but that searching look only seems to sink deeper and Derek murmurs, “You’re wrong.”

Which is just… it’s worse than laughing. Because Stiles could handle people dismissing him, mocking him. He’s used to that. What he can’t take is Derek fucking Hale feeling so goddamned bad about his patheticness that he’s reduced to lying to try and comfort him.

“Oh, right, sure. I’m hot. You guys are all freaking Greek gods with all the muscle and the… faces.” He snorts, falling back against an overworked spine that protests the pressure. “You can’t even talk. You’ve always been the hottest person ever. You’ve got no idea what it’s like to be the one no one ever wants.”

Derek’s eyes flick down Stiles again, reassessing, and Stiles winces over the realization that Derek’s trying to find something, anything likable on his wiry frame.

Don’t––” He starts, because he physically cannot handle that, but Derek’s saying “You’re wrong,” again, and it’s soft and warm in a way that doesn’t sound like pity.

But Stiles doesn’t let himself feel it. The “oh yeah?” he shoots back is sure and challenging, almost smug in its confidence because maybe he’s not beautiful beyond all reason like the man next to him, maybe he’s not strong and desirable and wanted but at least he’s smart enough to realize that.

Derek lets out a growl of frustration and turns where he’s sitting, crowds in close with palms pressed to either side of Stiles’ thigh, and Stiles is on the edge of rolling his eyes because does Derek seriously think he can intimidate Stiles into changing his mind about himself, but then “you’re wrong” falls out a third time, a too-warm growl of a whisper, and Derek closes the space between their lips.

Stiles loses his conviction in the contact.

Derek’s hands move over him while they kiss, dragging soothing tips and scolding pinches over his wrecked muscles in ways that leave him groaning, touches sinking you’re beautiful and you’re wanted under his skin in ways the best words probably never could. Hands trail down to play across Stiles’ fingers, silently praising the cleverness of them. Beard-rough lips drift up to kiss across his temple and a warmth of admiration seems to melt into him with each press. And Stiles can barely move, arms aching protest as he lifts them to thread into Derek’s hair, body quivering in ways that shift between exhaustion and want.

When Derek finally leans back Stiles whimpers, wanting more but too worn down to chase him. But Derek’s watching him from inches away in the dark room, and there’s no reflected flaws in those dark eyes now. Just you’re beautiful, you’re wanted. You’re important

Stiles runs light thumbs down Derek’s beard, lets out a light laugh he barely recognizes.

“Guess I believe you,”

(And from now on, on nights when the pack goes out running, Stiles and Derek find a more interesting way to occupy themselves by the cars.)

the mars signs, basically
  • mars in aries: "u know what. FUCk everything. why doesnt life just give me what i want!!! life is so SLOW and BORING and i want ADVENTURE why can't things just HAPPEN MY WAY for ONCE!!!" *someone tells them to chill* "who tf are you??? are you trying to fight me????? ok i dare you FIGHT ME"
  • mars in taurus: *bad stuff happens* "lol im fine" *more bad stuff happens* "@ life are u trying to provoke me...try harder it aint working" *the worst thing that could possibly happen happens* "OK THATS IT IM AT MY LIMIT. THAT WAS NOT NECESSARY. IM SO MAD RIGHT NOW I CANT EVEN THINK WTF WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME. anyways im actually totally chill haha let me just suppress my feelings it'll be ok :)"
  • mars in gemini: "oh, i see! you think i'm wrong. i'm truly sorry to hear that some pitiful creatures like you find my beautiful mind so complex that you can't comprehend anything i'm saying. i'm sure that, for SOME people, it is indeed a bit too complex hahah lmao (:"
  • mars in cancer: "fine, whatever. u may have said something rude but it's ok im just gonna ignore that" *later* "that fUkcin bitch...i'll show them later, trust me. i'll just wait for the right moment and destroy them when they least expect it"
  • mars in leo: "??? did u just insult me or one of my interests ??? lmao first of all, HOW DARE YOU. second of all, YOU ARE WRONG. i am so beautiful and awesome and such a great friend and THIS is how u repay me??? i'm worth so much more than this. you are disgraceful. i am disgusted"
  • mars in virgo: "i hate everything. NOTHING is going right and i am FALLING APART. honestly i don't even remember the last time something good happened in this world. why are people always annoying me? why is school always annoying me??? why is LIFE always annoying me????? can everyone just STOP"
  • mars in libra: *someone points out that they need to get their life together* "bitch...what? i'm fine...what are you talking life is 100% under control!!!" *procrastinates everything* "wtf why do i have so much work??? i am dying under all the pressure i hate everything NOTHING IS UNDER CONTROL"
  • mars in scorpio: *on the outside* "okay you know what fuck you im so over this it's over" *on the inside* "i know all ur weaknesses, honey...and trust me, you will regret it. you think i'm over this but i'm definitely not lmao watch ur back"
  • mars in sagittarius: "wtf bitch i hate u, what do you think of yourself??? how dare u disagree with me and say rude stuff to me ugh don't talk to me ever again" *after like 8 minutes max* "omfg the other day i was listening to the duck song and i was thinking about how much you'd like it i mean i bet you've already heard it but it's absolutely hilarious u should watch the video it went viral on youtube hahaha" *someone asks if they've gotten over their anger* "what anger? ...oh thAT. lmao whatever who cares about that, have you heard the duck song?"
  • mars in capricorn: "yeah i'm pretty fucking upset right now, things definitely did not go the way i expected them to. anyways that's just life. i'm over it. i'm just gonna...try and distract myself.....and pretend nothing happened...because that'll help me stop thinking about my shitty life...probably"
  • mars in aquarius: *on the outside* "i guess ur right. maybe what ur saying is the right thing to do :) :) :)" *on the inside* "...excuse me hoe.....ur wrong, i'm right. u can't tell me what to do. i'm well-aware of what i'm doing, if u think i'm gonna listen to anything u tell me to do ur 100% wrong bye"
  • mars in pisces: *accidentally offends someone, someone asks why they're mad* "honestly i'm not totally sure why i'm mad. i didn't even know i was mad until you pointed it out. i mean there are the usual reasons for being mad...people are horrible, life just generally sucks. so yeah im probably just generally mad lmao no worries"
Why is Otayuri getting so much hate: a possible explanation

Don’t get fooled by my title, also reminder that explanation =/= justification.

I always try to analyze phenomena and their possible causes, that’s the scientist in me I guess. So I started thinking about ant///is and I was like: but why. I just said in a recent post that Otayuri is obviously not the first relationship portrayed in the history of anime with such a (small) age gap, and I found some posts that talk about how some age gaps in older (and even recent) anime are just outrageous (even when one of the parts is a minor), and yet those don’t seem to be getting any hate or discourse.

But why?

• The sheer number of fans.

The first probably obvious reason is that Yuri on Ice has a lot more fans than other similar fandoms, and it gained them within a very short time span. It’s getting more and more fans every day, so it’s a mathematical rule that in a huge fandom there will be all sorts of people (it’s like a huge sample group), and some of these are an///is. The bigger the fandom, the more the a///is. 

• The particular moment in history in which YOI came out.

It’s no secret that there’s discourse everywhere now, especially on certain types of social media. A lot of discourse is good discourse, but we also need to realize that not all discourse is good discourse. I think this discourse wave has played a huge role in the way an///is have suddenly decided to become active in hating on people over idiotic reasons. It’s like a marketing thing: they saw a discourse niche that was unoccupied and decided to take it over. Regardless of whether your discourse is right or wrong, writing about it is one easy way to increase your follower count, and who ain’t a slut for that

• The fact that many YOI fans aren’t used to anime and manga content.

This goes together with my next point, but I thought I’d still make it two separate ones. A lot of people who became hardcore YOI fans don’t usually watch anime or read manga (myself included). This without my next point wouldn’t give much info on its own, but keep this in mind because I really think that the majority of an///is fall under this (and the next) category of people.

• The fact that many YOI fans are from the US and aren’t used to content not made in the US.

Listen, I know I’m making a huge assumption here, but I think it’s one that is generally accepted within the fandom: most (if not all) an///is are from the US. It seems obvious to me because the US is one of the few places where (though not even in every state, I think) the age of consent is 18, and all their interactions with us non-an///is seem very US-centric, especially in the way they generally aren’t willing to acknowledge the fact that different countries have different laws and/or traditions and generally a different mindset. 

My goal is not to attack the US mentality here, but, again, I feel like what I’m saying is pretty much accepted even by many of my US friends. And what I’m describing is certainly what an///is act like, so I’m just going to keep explaining why I think this is the main issue (and why I think my assumption is generally right).

We’ve seen before how the US (generally speaking) are scared of importing recreational content from other countries and they’d much rather buy the rights to said foreign content and remake it with their own rules to make it more appealing to a US audience (sometimes even inexplicably and with ridiculous and disastrous results). Recent cases of this have been the US buying the rights to the Norwegian teen TV-show Skam and the popular anime Death Note getting remade into a Netflix movie. The US are screaming at the rest of the world: we only want the idea of your content, but we’d rather make it our own than show yours for what it is, never mind that your show reflects what your country is about and how your the customs of your country reflect on your personal (pop) culture. We don’t want your content EXACTLY because it reflects something that might differ from our views, and our viewers won’t like it. 

And I guess they never will if you actually don’t show them what the rest of the world looks like.

I went a little bit on a tangent there, but my point is: US audience isn’t used to consuming content that isn’t made in the US. I’m not even talking about language here: TV shows aren’t dubbed or subbed, the US literally remakes them and remakes the content to fit the US views and mentality.

That means that the average US citizen will very likely find anything that is untouched by americanization weird if not completely out of their moral values. Couple this fact with the previous one: many YOI fans aren’t used to any kind of content that isn’t perfected and polished specifically for their tastes. 

It’s amazing and it speaks for the quality of YOI that many of them could still get used to a different form of art (anime) and enjoy it and even become hardcore fans (and are now probably getting interested in other anime and manga etc), but out of these amazing people, a (thankfully smaller) group of them still couldn’t wrap their minds around the fact that fans from all over the world, with their own set of morals, ship something that in their minds is controversial (just because of a man-made law that not even every US state follows). They don’t care about what the law in Japan, Russia or Kazakhstan is and they’ve made this loud and clear. 

Bottom line: 

The key to this (like for many other issues) is just one:


There’s little we as a fandom can do in this case, especially we people not living in the US since we always seem to be dismissed. They send us anon hate and if we reply saying that Otayuri is legal in our own country we never hear back from them. There’s not much we can do if they aren’t willing to listen to us. 

But all I tried to do here is offer possible reasons why this phenomenon even exists, and maybe by reading this someone will have a brilliant idea on how to fix this. I don’t offer solutions, but understanding why and how something happens is always the key for the next step, whatever the next step might be. 

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm currently learning Spanish at school and absolutely love it, but I really struggle when it comes to listening exams. I just can't seem to hear the words clearly and understand! Is there anything you can suggest so that I could get better? Thanks so much (p.s I'm in love with your blog, it's the best) Xx

¡Hola! ¡Gracias! ^^

I totally understand you, that’s also my weakest point. But don’t worry, it has solution :)

To improve your listening skills you need some active listening, this means that you give a response to what you listen. Just playing a Spanish podcast or radio station in the background while you do other stuff doesn’t really help, that’s passive listening.

The easiest way to give a response is writing what you hear, or answer some comprehension questions. And the best way is to speak with a native speaker in one-to-one conversations.

Here are some ideas to improve your listening skills:

Books & MP3

If you are studying with a book that has MP3 files with the listening exercises, I recommend you to listen to it, over and over again. Also try to write what you hear. If your book has the transcripts, you can check later if what you heard was correct. Then listen to it again, you’ll realize that you can understand more words now.

For difficult words or phrases try to repeat them out loud, it’ll be easier for your brain to recognize the sound of the words if you are the one who is speaking. Try to repeat the whole dialogues too.


  • Pick a slow song.
  • Try to write down the song, it doesn’t matter if you write just few words, we’re just starting.
  • Now find the lyrics and read them. Most of the times you’ll realize that you knew more words than you thought, but you just couldn’t catch them. If you want to know the translation you can find it here.
  • Listen to the song again reading the lyrics. You’ll see that the words you knew but couldn’t hear are there!
  • Listen to the song again. Hopefully you’ll catch more words now.
  • Try to write the song again. You’ll do it better this time! :)
  • Repeat this as many times as you need.

Some recommended singers (most of their songs are slow):

Alejandro Fernández
Alejandro Sanz
Alex Syntek
Alex Ubago
Alexander Acha
Carla Morrison
Jesse & Joy
Luis Miguel
Luis Fonsi
Sin Bandera


Sometimes we can’t understand what people say because we actually don’t know the words, even if they’re using simple grammar. So I recommend you to increase your vocabulary.

Memrise is a good website to memorize vocabulary because you can also listen to the word (if they have audio). Pick a vocabulary list, make sure it has audio file for each word! and start learning. It’s very easy to use, and you can practice as much as you want.

It also happens that you know how the word looks, but you don’t know how it sounds. If you want to know how a specific word or phrase sounds you can go to Forvo and look for the word. Search for all the words that are difficult for you and listen to them over and over again. Try to repeat them too so you get used to the sound.

Listening Comprehension

I’ll give you some websites where you can test how much you can understand.

Listening with comprehension exercises:

Listening with transcription:


Watch videos about what you like in Spanish. It’s easier to learn when you see and hear something that you’re interested in.
For example I like to watch DIY and cosmetics videos, so I search for them in my target language (Korean). Sometimes I realize I can understand more than I thought, sometimes I just understand few words. But because I like it, it keeps me motivated to learn more vocabulary and grammar so I can understand better next time. 

1 x 1 conversations

This is the best way to give a response to what you listen. I know it’s scary for most people, but the more you do it, the easier it gets.

Personally my favorite webpage to practice conversation is Italki (I always recommend it). You can pick any professional teacher or community tutor and tell them about your goals and your struggles. They will try their best to help you and give you the service and tools that you need.

There you can also find language parters that are interested in your language and make a language exchange. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes. Just think that they might be as nervous as you, but they really want to learn the language, just like you! ^^

I hope these ideas help you. Work hard and good luck on your learning! :)


I’m sorry for the delay, I really am. As requested, here follows my analysis of these two and their relationship.


P l e a s e take note that I’m comparing their planet positions and while they do help a lot with understanding how these two work together, it’s not exactly a Synastry. I don’t have their birth times, so this is mostly speculation since I can’t place their planets in actual houses, knowing exatcly what they stand for, and therefore cannot do a proper Synastry. Also in Yoongi’s case, specifically, he was born on a day where the Moon was about to change signs - so depending on the time he was born on that day it could mean his Moon is in Libra, not in Virgo. However, I’ll read this Synastry as if his Moon were in Virgo.


Anyway, here we go:

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inlovewithvkook  asked:

Heyy! Its summer holidays and I'm bored as fuck, so do you guys know any fics that would blow my mind? Like a long fic with an amazing well-made interesting plot? Thats not really specific im sorry, im willing to read anything as long as it has an impressive, mind blowing, not boring at all plot Thank you for this amazing blog 💖

I’ll keep this as short as I can since it’s such a broad request and I have no idea what you guys have already read lol you can also look through our above 50k tag for long fics, and if we rec’ced them we probably gave some kind of opinion on them so you’ll know what we thought of them

Only When the Sun Sets by sacramento - Jeon Jeongguk was never meant to handle so much responsibility, but when he sees a vision foretelling the King’s death, he cannot just sit back and let it happen. The ‘right’ thing to do would be to stop it, but as Jeongguk soon discovers, doing the ‘right’ thing is never so simple, or easy. Stuck in between underhanded plots for the Iron Throne, Jeongguk must figure out who he is and what he stands for. He must choose a side, and he must choose well, for in the Game of Thrones, you win… or you die. There is no middle ground.

Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast by Kavbj - Taehyung has magic in his veins and Jungkook’s determined not to let it kill him. 

Lucky strike by expplipo - “You’re bad luck, I’m good luck. Two sides of a coin. Head and tails. We match.”

Terrible Things Happen (Sometimes, They Save You) by mindheist - Min Yoongi wakes up from a nightmare on a sunless afternoon to a reality more twisted than his dizziest daydreams.

refrigerator humming, chewing gum and instant karma by locks - Taehyung sets the flowers down on the dining table, plucking the card off the little holder. “Dearest Taehyung, just wanted you to know that I’m thinking about you. I hope you’re thinking about me too. Love–” he pauses and squints before cocking an eyebrow and pursing his lips. “Hyung, why is the boss of your little boy band gang professing his love for me?” Yoongi drops the noodles on the floor with a loud curse as he burns his hand. Or, Taehyung’s been trying his hardest to avoid Yoongi’s criminal life for a long ass time, but a cute kid and his infuriating father keep pulling him deeper into the mix.

trust your heart if the seas catch fire by maxx - “Sometimes I wonder whether you’d be better off without me. Whether you really need me at all.” Taehyung has always doubted his necessity to the group, as well as to Jungkook. Usually a knock on the head would suffice to bring him back to his senses. But this time, it seems someone was listening to his request. Now, everything has changed. He’s in a world where Jungkook and the rest of the group are still famous, but he isn’t.

Veni, Vidi, Amavi by yourluckytae - (I came, I saw, I loved) Ever since that day, Taehyung has been looking for something, chasing a dream he seems to be missing. Something important that makes his heart whole. It’s a creeping sense of someone he can’t quite grasp, who’s always on the tip of his tongue, nails on a chalkboard screeching loudly in his ear to remember. But every time he tries, it hurts. But he chases the dreams, the feelings, whatever it is that he’s missing because he thinks it would hurt more to never find whatever’s gone. Jeongguk stares at his palms absent-mindedly, body rocking with the movement of the train. His fingers trace over non existent words on his right palm. Something he hadn’t thought about in years. He has a feeling; something deep and nostalgic bubbling inside him tasting like chocolate muffins and caramel lattes and smelling of vanilla and strawberries. It stirs within him as his fingers trace each stroke over his palm. It stirs something melancholy, something sad. A feeling. (Kimi no Na Wa (Your Name) Au)

起死回生; To Live Again by mindheist - Fiction gives us a second chance that life denies us.

Abaddon’s Waltz by eclairdeluxe - Hell hath no fury like a lover scorned.

(thought you knew) you were in this song by expplipo - Taehyung nearly chokes, but only nearly. Instead he raises an eyebrow and puts on the most suave smile he can manage. Hopes he looks far more collected than his for-some-reason racing heartbeat would let on, more suit-and-wine than elementary-schooler-with-a-new-crush. “You like me?” Jeongguk blushes, and looks at his feet. He’s smiling. “Of course.” “Really?” Taehyung says. “Like? Or like like?” (So much for suit-and-wine.)

I’ve read all the ones I just listed and I know for sure those are good, but these next ones I haven’t read. most are on my list to read and seem pretty good from skimming the writing a bit and the plots all seem interesting, or they’re ones I know other people love, but I can’t be 100% sure since I haven’t read them

Swamp Magic by GinForInk - Two witches lure Jungkook into their cabin in the woods.

(I know admin guk read this and really loved it, and I read one other fic from this author and it was amazing)

Lupus Tales by kpopismydrug - This is one summer break that Taehyung will never forget. From dealing with a moody mare that likes to think she’s a stroppy teenager rather than a horse, to dealing with childhood memories that threaten to choke him, Taehyung will soon find out that when you take a trip down memory lane, some things are more than just memories.

(super long series that I know admin s loves)

An Interstellar Anomaly by PaprikaFetus - They are two heirs that belong to opposite sides of the universe.

Hustlers by tbz - Jungkook hadn’t meant to lose nine million. He certainly hadn’t meant to lose his kidney. And he hadn’t meant to meet Kim Taehyung.

summer; blue by Batman - More than you can manage, more than you can hide: a study in light.

Mutual Fiend by kkumkkatcher - “I didn’t recognize you with your clothes on.” An AU where Jungkook needs to kill Taehyung, but Taehyung also needs to kill Jungkook, and things get (more than) a bit complicated.

All the Years of Us by TrappingLightningBugs - From the moment a new family hobbled into town, having come a long way for sanctuary, Taehyung had eyes only for Jeon Jungkook.

Shifting On My Feet by MarionetteFtHJM - With the ever-growing crime rate in the city there’s no telling what the leading figures will do to remain leading. The safety of the people is at risk and the possible collateral damage looms over the authorities. There is only one safe option, sacrifice a few to save the lives of many. Tear them from the inside, cool the situation down- should be easy enough, right? Jeongguk was just trying to live out his days peacefully, but running from one’s past never really worked out for anybody- so why would he be an exception? He’s not. Demons tend to find who they’re looking for in the end.

Taste of Ink by sugamins - Jungkook is a drug runner for the largest gang in the whole of Busan: the Sam Yong Pa. One day he bumps into a runner for a rival gang in the next district that has trespassed into their territory: a Geum Sung Pa boy called Jimin. Jimin has a friend, a goon for the rival gang. Taehyung beats people up for a living, and boy, does he look good when he’s doing it.But their blossoming friendships reignite old gang flames and causes the most brutal gang war the country has ever seen.Dragons destroy and stars explode.

i know you wanna go to heaven (but you’re human tonight) by moonlightae - Taehyung just thought it would be a one night stand, but he gets more than he bargained for

Assassin’s Order by TaeSyubDKook - CEO Taehyung gets tangled up in some illegal business without even knowing and when Assasin Jeongguk gets assigned to extract information from him after being caught, he realizes in what mess he’s gotten himself into and agrees to cooperate with the assassins, after learning their true reasons, to bring down his uncle’s company. What Jeongguk and Taehyung didn’t expect was falling for each other in the progress.

Kiss With a Fist by byeolguk - “Need a little help, love?” Jungkook asks, teasing him. “Nah I had it all under control, sweetheart,” Taehyung answers with a smile, blood oozing from his split lip. Goddamn even smiling hurt now. Fuckity fuck fuck. Jungkook only rolls his eyes, his cocky smirk never slipping and Taehyung almost forgets how much pain he’s in. prompt-Can you please write the “ kick his ass for me” prompt with taekook!

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So I know the whole “Albus Severus” controversy has been going on FOREVER now but I just saw an interesting post about it which got me to thinking. I agreed with a lot of the points it made but much like many other posts it implied that Harry somehow neglected people like Molly and Arthur and Remus by naming his kid after Snape and Dumbledore. 

But I really disagree with this? The thing about most of the people (apart from Hagrid) who the fandom consider “more worthy” of being the namesakes of Harry’s children is that they all have other people who can name their children after them. 

I see people complaining that Harry never called any of his children “Fred”, but wouldn’t Fred II have been born by then anyway? Same goes for Molly. Teddy’s middle name is “Remus” and honestly if I were Harry I would want to leave Remus to Teddy, should Teddy wish to name any potential future children after his father. 

But the thing about Albus and Severus is that they have no remaining family. They have no decedents who will remember them. They will both be mentioned in the history books, but they nonetheless remain very lonely figures, and I think Harry identified with that. 

I’m not saying that they aren’t both deeply flawed (though I think the tumblr attitude to both of them is very one-sided and I dislike it), but in a way I feel like it made total sense for Harry to name his son after them. 

Dumbledore did some deeply sketchy things regarding Harry’s treatment during the war, but the strain put on him was massive. He was the one person everyone looked to for the safety of the wizarding world and Harry knows that pressure. He knows how isolating that can be. 

When Harry sees Snape’s childhood he sees himself - lonely and abused, but finding solace in the magic of Hogwarts. There, of course, the similarities between them essentially end, but again that feeling of loneliness is something that Harry knows all too well. 

Its not about shunning those who loved him in favour of people who treated him poorly, it’s Harry knowing that most of those people have other family to remember them. Snape and Dumbledore don’t have that, and despite all the other shitty things they did, both of them did help Harry in their own ways. 

So Harry wants to ensure they are remembered, because if he doesn’t do it, who will?

anonymous asked:

I'm not sure how to do all this, never done it before, but if it's possible, you you write a 'five-some' type thing with all of the hip hop unit (But you're Wonwoo's girlfriend?) Thanks

I… need to cleanse my soul. This got a bit long and there’s a bit of Meanie so prepare. I did my best and I really hope you like this!

Wonwoo was sitting on the couch of your apartment with Mingyu, his eyes on the TV but his mind completely elsewhere. Seungcheol and Hansol were sitting a bit further away on the big corner couch, passing a small, soft football between each other for the nth time despite there being actual football on the TV.

Eventually, after over an hour of thinking about whether or not he should bring it up, Wonwoo finally turned to Mingyu. “Um, so, Y/N has showed interest in a threesome.”

Mingyu nearly choked in the soda he had just taken a sip of, and Wonwoo’s dead serious expression did nothing to calm that reaction down; obviously, he was not joking around. Mingyu put his can down on the coffee table and crossed his legs. “A threesome, huh?”

Wonwoo gave him a calm nod. “Yeah, like she’s been hinting at it quite a few times now, and… I’ve been thinking, would it be that bad?”

“What makes you think I have experience?” Mingyu laughed loudly, but calmed down when Wonwoo smacked his arm, clearly not amused in the least. “Uh, from what I know I guess it depends? You know, on you and who the other person is and all that.”

“I see,” the older male muttered, and thought about it for a while. “I was thinking, if she was up for it, would you like to..? You know.”

Mingyu grinned shortly, utterly shocked (and flattered) by the implication behind Wonwoo’s words. “I don’t know, man…”

“…Okay, but how about a fivesome?”

This time it was Wonwoo’s time to almost choke, this time on his own spit, when Seungcheol suddenly asked a question, sitting much closer to Mingyu than he had a while earlier. Hansol wasn’t that far, either, as he was sitting right next to Seungcheol and clearly trying to conceal his excitement.

“I’m intrigued.”

Wonwoo was just about to ask how Seungcheol could even ask something like that about his girlfriend, but he found himself coughing once again when he heard your voice from the open area that led to the hallway. To his shock, he realized that they had either had the football match too loud or you had been too quiet, because none of the now antsy guys had heard you come home.

They were all silent, gawking at you, but you grinned playfully as you walked closer to them and eyed each one up and down. From what you had heard, Wonwoo wasn’t against the idea of a threesome, and the thought of all four of them… You were getting excited, and you hoped Wonwoo wouldn’t have anything against that, either.

They were all looking up to you now, some being more blatantly obvious with it, such as Mingyu. You smirked at him and ran a finger along his jawline while looking him straight in the eye.

“Would you guys like to move this to the bedroom, or..?” you asked with a teasing tone, and from the corner of your eye you could see Hansol’s and Seunghceol’s eyes widen at it. For as long as you had been dating Wonwoo, you had been strictly his girlfriend and so, the other ones’ friend. Having you flirt with them was definitely new, but the three couldn’t help but like it.

“Why not here?” Mingyu asked and placed a hand on your thigh while grinning at you, his fangs visible and making you bite your lip as you imagined them grazing against your skin. You remained silent, unable to find an answer, and became even more distracted when you could see the bulges forming in the jeans of each man in front of you, including your still wide-eyed boyfriend. Vivid imagination, huh, you thought amusedly.

“Here’s fine,” you breathed out while Mingyu ran his hand up your thigh, easily disappearing under your skirt and squeezing your ass. Wonwoo swallowed hard; he hadn’t realized seeing his best friend touch his girlfriend would be so… hot. What had he gotten himself into?

You got your hand in Mingyu’s hair and stroked it slowly while your eyes were staring at each other challengingly. For a moment, you turned to Wonwoo and caressed his cheek. “Could you get the stuff, baby?”

He gave you a nod and stood up, claiming a hungry kiss from you before leaving towards the bedroom. You looked at the remaining three one by one before returning your eyes to Mingyu as if you had an unspoken agreement, and slowly fell to your knees.

“Here’s the deal, guys,” you said with your voice full of anticipation while you fiddled with the button of Mingyu’s jeans and he helped you get them off him while breathing heavily, growing harder with every movement of your hands so dangerously close to his hard-on. Seungcheol and Hansol looked extremely attentive, their eyes scanning your body as you quickly pulled your shirt over your head. “I’m going to start with Mingyu. Then we’ll see how things go, but…”

The oldest and youngest swallowed hard when you turned to look at them, a playful glint in your eyes, while unclasping your bra and letting it fall to the floor. “But I do want to fuck all of you.”

With your upper body bare and a smirk tugging at your lips when Seungcheol and Hansol could barely contain their groans, you looked up at Mingyu, his lips slightly parted as he intently observed you take a hold of his half-hard cock and stroke it a few times. When he started leaking pre-cum and his expression had gotten more scrunched up, you finally gave him what he wanted but hadn’t voiced; wrapped your lips around his tip and swirled your tongue around it.

“Fuck,” he groaned and let his back lean against the backrest of the couch and his hands claw at the cushion he was sitting on. Wonwoo returned to the living room quietly and sat next to Mingyu, putting the condoms and lube he had brought aside.

“Y/N likes it when you hold her hair, just saying,” Wonwoo muttered, most of his attention focused on the way your lips were stretched around Mingyu’s rather thick length with your cheeks sucked in. You chuckled a little, releasing a contented sigh around Mingyu when he actually collected your hair into a bunch and held it, not too tight, but enough to feel pleasant for you and reveal whatever had been hidden underneath it.

“Y/N, you look so…” Seungcheol muttered, his eyes moving from your face and chest to Wonwoo before he had been able to finish his sentence.

Hansol, however, wasn’t thinking as much. “…hot.”

Seungcheol smacked the younger one on his leg and he jolted, his eyes now on Wonwoo as well. Your boyfriend’s attention was completely elsewhere, though, as he watched you take more and more of Mingyu into your mouth and clearly did quite a few of your tricks that he knew well, at least judging by the bucking of Mingyu’s hips and the grunts he started to let out.

“She always is,” Wonwoo muttered absentmindedly and started to get rid of his jeans, after which his shirt and underwear were the next to go. He then joined you on the floor on his knees and ran his hands down your sides, sliding your skirt down your thighs with his hands.

Wonwoo leaned to your ear, his hand grabbing your ass before he exhaled sharply and moved the hand between your legs, causing you to gasp around Mingyu. Seungcheol and Hansol were starting to get out of their jeans as well, but they were so focused on the sight in front of them that they were rather slow at it. You pushed your hips against Wonwoo’s hand when his fingers finally reached your wetness and he ran his fingers through it, bringing the slick digits in front of your face for you to see.

“So wet just from sucking Mingyu off,” he whispered to your ear huskily and nibbled on your earlobe gently, “I didn’t know this was such a turn-on for you.”

You moaned and would’ve said a “Yes” if your mouth wasn’t full. Wonwoo was about to return his hand to your pussy, but Mingyu grabbed his wrist with his free hand instead.

“Can I taste her?” he asked breathlessly, and after the initial confusion Wonwoo smirked and brought his fingers to Mingyu’s mouth, his own opening in awe when the younger male started sucking on his digits eagerly as soon as they were close enough. Wonwoo felt his cock twitch at the feeling of Mingyu’s tongue lapping at his fingers as well as the feeling of them being sucked, and was quick to pull them out.

“You taste so good,” Mingyu said as he was left quiet and panting, his focus returning to you while you swirled your tongue around his length. You grinned to yourself, looking into his eyes as you pulled away and only teased his slit with the tip of your tongue, a luscious moan leaving your lips when Wonwoo buried two fingers inside of you, knowing you could take it.

“Damn,” Seungcheol groaned. He finally had his cock in his hand, already hard and needy for touch. Hansol was in a similar state as he stroked himself slowly, eyes moving from your mouth to your ass every now and then.

Wonwoo’s hard-on was pressing against the back of your thigh while he thrust his fingers into you fast, and most of what you could do was to just rest on Mingyu’s lap, your arms on his thighs and your cheek pressed against his defined abs and your tongue running on his length. But when Wonwoo curled his fingers and brushed your clit, you bit your lip and mewled, Mingyu’s hand caressing your cheek.

“Fuck me, please,” you whined to him, desperately chasing Wonwoo’s fingers and your eyes holding a pleading look as you looked up to the tall male. He ran his fingers through your hair and gave you an eager nod.

“I was planning to,” he said and bit his lower lip. He scanned around himself for the pack of condoms, and you chuckled at the way his face lit up when he finally spotted them and got one out. He ripped the foil and put it on quickly, while Wonwoo finally pulled his fingers out of you, running them through your wet folds a few times before finally bringing the digits to his lips and licking them clean.

Seungcheol and Hansol took off their remaining clothes while you shifted around with Mingyu and Wonwoo, finally settling on your hands and knees on the soft carpet, Mingyu right behind you and Wonwoo in front of you, his thumb pressing against your lower lip. You kissed his finger as a silent “I love you” and Wonwoo’s lips tugged into a small smile for a short moment, and he gave Mingyu a nod.

The younger male took a hold of your hips and rubbed circles onto your lower back with his thumbs while pushing in slowly, having already aligned his length with your entrance. Your mouth opened in a moan that got stuck in your throat, and when Mingyu was fully inside of you and letting you adjust, Wonwoo took a hold of your chin and lifted it up a little.

You looked up to him, your satisfaction undoubtedly evident on your face, and then let your eyes fall to his cock right in front of you. Taking it eagerly into your mouth, your moans began vibrating around it immediately as Mingyu started thrusting into you, rolling his hips a little and keeping the pace rather slow at first.

He was a bit thicker than Wonwoo, you had already remarked when you had first taken Mingyu into your mouth, and you loved every bit of it. Wonwoo’s eyes shifted from your stretched lips to the way Mingyu’s cock moved in and out of you and how your hips were starting to push against him desperately. He smirked - you were so weak already.

Hansol and Seungcheol, finally bare themselves, stood on their knees on either side of Wonwoo, but they were both at a loss of what would happen, having never been in such a situation before (then again, neither had anyone else). You opened your eyes and let Wonwoo’s length fall off your lips as you thought about what was the best thing to do. With Mingyu pushing deep into you and nearly hitting your spot, you could somewhat choke out, “Stand up, all three.”

They did as they were told and after Mingyu had slowed down a little again, you moved to stand on your knees, still slightly bent forward, and gave each of the three cocks in front of you quick licks from base to tip before you returned to suck on Wonwoo, your hands moving up and down on the other two.

Seungcheol placed his hands on his lower back and let his head fall back and his hips thrust into your hand. When you felt Hansol’s hand on your cheek, you pulled away from Wonwoo’s member again, and Hansol took his position in front of you and gasped when you took him into your mouth as far as you could, your tongue rubbing the vein on the underside of his cock.

You continued pumping Seungcheol and Wonwoo, tightening your fist whenever you moved it up and loosening it when you moved it down, but your movements stuttered a little as you moaned loudly around Hansol when Mingyu pushed particularly deep into you and hit your spot. His hands were tight on your hips and he groaned, moving one of those hands up to your breast to squeeze it.

“Your pussy feels amazing,” he grunted, and with the compliment joined with his skin slamming into yours, as well as his fingers toying with your nipple, you clenched around him and sucked harder on Hansol. Upon hearing a curse word escape the youngest’s lips, Seungcheol placed his hand on top of yours on his length, asking for you to take care of him next.

Wonwoo watched you leave Hansol’s cock with his pre-cum staining your lips a little, and bucked his hips into your hand when you wrapped your lips around Seungcheol, undoubtedly the thickest of all four. The oldest one threaded his fingers into your hair and groaned when you straight-out purred around him, and when you let out a high-pitched moan with Mingyu hitting your spot time after time, Seungcheol found it hard to keep himself from coming right there and then.

From your sloppy tugs on Wonwoo’s and Hansol’s cocks and similar uncoordinated sucking on Seungcheol’s, your boyfriend quickly concluded that you were on the edge. Taking a quick look at Mingyu and his frantic thrusting with his eyes shut tightly and quiet “Ah, yeah”s slipping through his lips, Wonwoo could easily deduce that he wasn’t far from his orgasm, either.

And, looking at the way you were bobbing your head on Seungcheol’s length… god, Wonwoo was close. Wonwoo replaced the eldest male’s hand in your hair and tugged at it gently. “Babe, I want to come in your mouth.”

Wonwoo’s raspy voice did wonders to you, and bordering on your orgasm, you pulled away from Seungcheol and quickly took a hold of Wonwoo’s hips, holding them for support as you swirled your tongue around the head of his cock, then took him into your mouth and began sucking relentlessly while moving your head up and down. He held your head with both hands and groaned when you played with his balls a little, your short moans vibrating around him.

Wonwoo was the first to come, with your name slipping from his lips and his hips bucking into your mouth. Mingyu was the second, the sights of his best friend’s blissful face and your backside throwing him over the edge, as well as the tight clenching of your walls. As he pushed in deep and rubbed your clit in fast, swift movements, you came as well, only a moment after you had swallowed most of Wonwoo’s release.

Your boyfriend swept some of the remaining cum from the corners of your mouth and let you suck his thumb clean, then sat on his knees in front of you while Mingyu pulled out of your tight, pulsating heat. Wonwoo caressed your cheek and leaned down to kiss your stained lips. “How was that?”

You smiled, more than pleased with your dirtiest fantasy coming to life, and stood up. “That was perfect, but…” you gave a meaningful look to Seungcheol and Hansol, who were standing a meter away, “I’m not done yet.”

Wonwoo chuckled quietly and reached to hand the other two condoms, which they quickly slid on themselves. You asked Seungcheol to take a comfortable position on the couch, and when he had done that, you took a seat on his lap and latched your lips onto his neck, allowing your wet, slightly sensitive pussy rub against his hard length. His hands found their way to your ass as he groaned, having only been able to dream about ever having such an attractive girl on his lap.

However, being a bit of a tease himself, he pulled your lower body closer and bucked his hips up a little. “Do you want it?”

His voice was rough and thick with lust, although also a bit shaky, since you were grinding against the head of his cock. You nodded and sucked on the skin of his neck. “I want it so bad.”

Mingyu came back from the bathroom, where he had gone to dispose his used rubber and wash his face, and he grinned at the sight of your hips grinding against Seungcheol. “That was fast.”

Wonwoo, now seated in an armchair on the other side of the coffee table that was in front of the couch, nodded while leaning his chin against his hand, his elbow resting on the armrest. A grin tugged at his lips as well. “When Y/N has something she wants, she gets it.”

You chuckled and took a hold of Seungcheol’s cock, aligning it with your entrance. “That I do.”

With that, you pushed yourself down enough for the head to penetrate you, and rolled your hips in order to slide down the rest of the thick length, quiet groans leaving your lips with each bit of him. Seungcheol’s hands were tight on your ass and when you arched your back with a satisfied moan, he saw his chance and took one of your nipples into his mouth, teasing it first with his tongue and then nibbling it lightly.

When he was fully in you, you remained in place for a while, letting yourself get used to his size with the help of his teasing of your nipples and your own fingers massaging circles into your clit. Eventually it got too much and your body jolted involuntarily with arousal. You muffled your loud moan with Seungcheol’s shoulder when you felt him move inside of you; it felt much better than you had thought.

“Fuck,” you gasped and let your open mouth rest against the broad shoulder as you slowly started to move on him, first only swaying back and forth on his lap before you also started to add a bit of a bounce to it, your ass slamming into his thighs every time you came down.

“You can bite if you want,” Seungcheol said, countless grunts stuck in his throat with how utterly tight and hot you were around him, not to mention how you didn’t do anything to hide how good it felt for you, as you moved desperately on his lap. Finally knowing that it was okay, you allowed your teeth to dig into Seungcheol’s skin lightly, not hard enough to hurt but definitely hard enough to leave a mark. Wonwoo swallowed hard at the sight, feeling himself getting hard again. Mingyu was watching you move in awe, his hand already on his cock.

Hansol ran his hand from the back of your neck down your back to your ass, where he circled the rim of your hole with his middle finger. You turned your head around and weakly pointed at the bottle of lube.

“The lube is– ah– there,” you managed to say before you buried your face in Seungcheol’s shoulder again, your arms tight around his neck and his hands now assisting your movements a little. Hansol coated his fingers with a generous amount of lube and began circling his middle finger around your rim again, giving your back a concerned look before proceeding. Before he was able to ask anything, you chuckled, trying your best to hide your frustration. “Come on, it’s not the first time.”

Hansol gave a quick look at Wonwoo, who merely smirked at him, his hand moving up and down on his cock languidly. The youngest of them shook his head and started easing his digit into you, his mouth opening in a sharp inhale of air at the tightness.

You bit your lower lip; with Seungcheol already inside of you, having Hansol’s finger probing your ass definitely felt different than usually, but you quite liked it. You stopped your movements on the eldest one’s lap and focused on the feeling of Hansol’s finger sliding into you slowly, before he started pumping it even more slowly.

Seungcheol ran his hands up and down your back, his head bent down so that he could kiss your breasts here and there, and his thumb teasing your clit lightly. When you started taking Hansol’s finger in more easily, he pushed another one in, equally slowly, and then a third when you were bucking against his fingers, whimpering and begging for him to get in already.

With a deep breath, Hansol covered his length with lube and a few moments later began pushing into you as slowly as he could, afraid he’d hurt you if he went too fast. He was in a bliss with how tight you were, and having Seungcheol filling you up as well only intensified the feeling for him. You began moving your hips a little, gasping when Seungcheol’s cock rubbed against your walls and Hansol got deeper into you. You were practically euphoric; utterly full, but equally satisfied.

Seungcheol began nibbling on your nipples again, his finger picking up its pace on your clit as you continued relaxing yourself around Hansol. Wonwoo and Mingyu watched the scene with large eyes, their cocks now hard and slightly leaking. They didn’t dare to stroke themselves too fast, knowing that the scene in front of them would still escalate - a lot.

Wonwoo let his eyes fall shut when he could hear you groan, and held the base of his length tightly. Mingyu grinned at his best friend. “You like her voice that much?”

“I like her everything this much,” the older one muttered, his jaw clenched tight when he heard first you shriek, then skin slamming against skin - Hansol had given you his first full thrust.

“Shit, are you okay?” the youngest asked in panic after he had let out a strangled moan. You nodded vigorously.

“Just keep going.”

Hansol placed his hands on your waist while both of Seungcheol’s took a hold of your ass again, kneading it slowly. Hansol’s thrusts started out fairly slow, and with each movement of his you moved on Seungcheol’s length as well. Feeling both of them move inside of you so distinctively was effectively driving you towards your orgasm, and you were craving for it so much.

Your mewls got louder with each passing second, and eventually Seungcheol had had enough of holding back and started thrusting up into you, grunting a little with effort. It took you a moment to take in what was happening, but after a while you let the moans come out as they pleased and tightened your hold around Seungcheol’s head while his lips moved around your chest every now and then as he found new places to kiss and nibble at.

Hansol’s hold on your waist got tighter little by little, with his climax approaching him fast. Wonwoo still had his eyes closed and he denied his orgasm more than he stroked himself, while Mingyu was still giving himself lazy tugs, his eyes glued to as much of you three as he could see.

You began rolling your hips a little, desperate for your second orgasm with both of the cocks thrusting in different rhythms, but both equally hard. Hansol was a bit faster, considering that he was practically standing and had a bit of an easier position, but Seungcheol didn’t lose to him in how pleasing he felt moving inside of you, quite the contrary. Your mind was a mere blur when your orgasm finally started hitting you, raising the pitch of your whimpers and causing you to clench down on both Seungcheol and Hansol, who came soon after, with you shaking from oversensitivity on the lap of the former.

Seungcheol let out a grunt and ran his hands on your thighs, leaning to kiss your neck. A few slow thrusts later, Hansol pulled out of you with a gasp leaving his lips when your warmth was replaced by the rather cool air of the living room.

After he had made sure you had calmed down a little, Seungcheol helped you off himself and you sat down next to him, squeezing his thigh with a tired grin on your lips. He smiled at you before standing up and following Hansol to the bathroom, a few beads of sweat dripping down his muscular back.

You turned your attention to Mingyu and Wonwoo, both now looking at you, and you let your eyes fall down to their crotches - both cocks were hard and leaking. As spent as you were, you couldn’t stop a smirk from forming on your lips.

“Come here,” you said and beckoned them with a finger, and the two approached you eagerly, Wonwoo’s excitement much better hidden than Mingyu’s. You glanced at their cocks, figuring that Wonwoo was closer to his climax, so you turned to Mingyu and licked his shaft, immediately earning a hiss from him.

“You must really enjoy watching other people having sex,” you mumbled amusedly as you swirled your tongue on the tip of his cock and ran it over his slit, smirking to yourself when he groaned. Stroking Mingyu from the base to around the middle of his length, you took him into your mouth while starting to pump Wonwoo slowly, avoiding his tip and keeping your touch fairly light.

Mingyu started bucking into your mouth eventually, his hand holding the top of your head. You took as much of him in as you could into your mouth, then moved your head back up with your cheeks hollowed. However, when the taller male started to sound like he was on the edge, you grinned and pulled away, moving your mouth to Wonwoo’s length instead.

He moaned loudly immediately, obviously rather sensitive and craving touch. Mingyu looked at Wonwoo curiously, taking in the way his mouth was parted and his eyebrows scrunched, his eyes barely even open.

“So good, baby,” Wonwoo mumbled and stroked your hair before caressing your cheek lightly. When you started sucking on the head of his cock with your tongue teasing his slit and his moans got louder and his head got closer to Mingyu’s, the younger one dropped his eyes to Wonwoo’s lips and licked his own.

Catching onto this with yet another moan slipping from his lips while Mingyu let out a low groan, Wonwoo looked at you, as if asking for permission. All he got was an obvious smirk from you while you continued sucking his tip, a playful glint in your eyes.

Hesitantly, Wonwoo allowed his lips meet Mingyu’s, and was surprised with the passion he got back from him. Mingyu placed his hand behind Wonwoo’s head and pulled him closer, whimpering against his lips when you started twisting your wrist a little, stroking him in a way that threw him over the edge moments later, his cum covering your fist.

You watched the two intently, mainly able to see tongue and teeth even as the heat of the moment died down.

Grazing Mingyu’s lower lip a little with his teeth, Wonwoo broke the kiss, scrunching his eyebrows at how nice it had actually felt, then pulled himself out of your mouth. “Can you do one more round, baby?”

You breathed heavily, but the throbbing need between your legs was once again undeniable. “With you?” Wonwoo nodded, caressing your cheek, and you smiled. “Always.”

He sat next to you and you got on his lap with your back facing him, easily sliding down onto his length with a whimper leaving your lips with how sensitive you were. You closed your eyes and were rolling your hips eagerly when you suddenly jolted, feeling something on your clit.

You moaned and opened your eyes again, seeing Seungcheol between your legs, his lips wrapped around your clit while his hands slowly found their way to your thighs and squeezed them. With that, Wonwoo started thrusting up into you, desperate for his release, and you were everything but quiet.

Meanwhile, Hansol took a seat on one side of Wonwoo and Mingyu on the other side, and they both began trailing kisses from your neck to your chest, latching onto your nipples almost simultaneously. They chuckled when you let out a particularly lewd moan, leaning your chest into their touch and trying to do something with your hips, as Wonwoo thrusting into you fast and Seungcheol nibbling and sucking on your clit was driving you mad.

“Oh my god,” you cried out as your third orgasm approached you, already feeling more intense than the previous ones. Wonwoo slowed down a little and tried to angle his thrusts better.

“Yeah, let it go,” he muttered into your ear just as he hit your spot, and with you turning your head and him tilting his a little, you caught him in a kiss as you came around him, his lips muffling your cry. Your hips bucked into Seungcheol’s lips and he moved away with a laugh, swiping his face clean of the bits of your juices that he had gotten on it.

Mingyu and Hansol retreated from your chest and a few thrusts into your contracting heat later, Wonwoo came into you, hugging you close as he did so.

You panted heavily, relaxing against your boyfriend, while the other three started to put their clothes on little by little. As they let the events sink in, they quieted down, only shyly eyeing you still sitting on Wonwoo’s lap with him inside of you. You continued your gentle kisses for a while more before you turned around and stood up, your legs a bit wobbly at first.

“So… that was…” you began dazedly and cleared your throat. “I enjoyed it.”

The three sitting next to each other laughed nervously, and eventually Wonwoo shot them a sharp look. “Can we try to not be all awkward? Is this how you want things to be from now on?”

Mingyu was the first to shake his head, his mind still plagued by the warmth of your mouth as well as the feeling of Wonwoo’s lips against his. “No, Wonwoo. Thanks for letting us have… uh, fun? With your girlfriend. And thank you, Y/N.”

You laughed and shook your head, turning around to go to the bathroom for a shower. “The pleasure was all mine.”

Wonwoo was silent for a while, his eyes following you with a gentle smile forming on his lips, before he turned to his friends again. “I’m gonna join her.”

Seungcheol grinned and patted the other two on their knees. “I think it’s about time for us to go.”

Mingyu and Hansol agreed, and just as Wonwoo stepped into the shower with you and wrapped his arms around you, his lips pressing lovingly against your shoulder, the door of the apartment was shut, signaling that the three had left.

You turned around and leaned up to kiss Wonwoo while he cupped your cheeks.

“I love you,” he mumbled, giving you kisses all over your face until you were laughing and hugging him close.

“I love you, too.”

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Long Ass List of Daredevil Sentence Starters
  • "Scream all you want. Come on, let me hear you scream. Scream loud. Nobody gives a shit down here."
  • "I gotta go bribe a cop."
  • "But seriously, yeah, I gotta go bribe a cop."
  • "Please stop giving my mom cigars."
  • "Look, I'm not asking you to do anything immoral."
  • "You've never done this before?"
  • "Maybe we can help each other."
  • "All I did was ask him for a drink."
  • "Define yourself by what you have, value the differences, make no apologies for what you lack."
  • "I thought I detected a whiff of virtue in there."
  • "But I'm awkward and unfashionable. Those things don't seem to apply to you."
  • "I just don't feel like going home okay?"
  • "So let's hop a few bars, not think about it."
  • "Your outfit kind of sucks, by the way."
  • "You haven't told me anything about you."
  • "Okay, good because I was starting to worry you might be in love with me."
  • "I drank the eel. Not a euphemism."
  • "And we are now filled with mighty eel strength!"
  • "After what you told me, I'm never going home again."
  • "I know you're scared, but I'm here to help you. Okay? - You don't have to be scared anymore."
  • "I make a heck of a latte, if you're interested."
  • "Facts have no moral judgment. They merely state what is. Not what we think of them, not what we feel."
  • "I know how hard this must be for you."
  • "You have no idea how any of this is for me."
  • "They have to pay for what they've done."
  • "They won't listen."
  • "We'll make them listen."
  • "You do not want to test me."
  • "You think this is still about you?"
  • "You should have just killed me. You coward."
  • "This is an offer, not an order."
  • "I did some digging into your, uh past activities."
  • "A man/woman that can be bought isn't worth having."
  • "I said you should move on. Didn't say anything about me."
  • "Even though our perception of it changes, one thing remains constant. The past can never be completely erased. It lingers."
  • "I've been lied to before by men/women. Some were even decent ones but they still felt the need to be dishonest about things that mattered."
  • "Hey, that's not a reason, it's an excuse."
  • "He's/She's like a sexual Rain Man."
  • "I want you to touch my face."
  • "Just tell me what you feel."
  • "You need anything else, you know where to find me."
  • "You want the short answer or the long one?"
  • "We need to contain this."
  • "Lying to that woman is impossible."
  • "Choose a side."
  • "I'm the closest he/she has to family. He'd/She'd do the same for me."
  • "That wasn't very smart, but it was fun watching you bleed."
  • "Life is not a fairy tale. Not everyone deserves a happy ending."
  • "Animals don't stop fighting. Not until one of them is dead."
  • "Admittedly, I'm a work in progress."
  • "Let's get this started."
  • "You know what they call stuff like that? Gifts. The special kind. The kind that very few people have. Or deserve."
  • "Smart don't come out of books, kid. Smart is making the right decision at the right time."
  • "Big world. Not all of it flowers and sunshine, and the only way guys like you and me can survive is to grab it by the throat and never let go."
  • "Are you gonna lie there all night or get up off your ass?"
  • "What a shithole."
  • "This is my life and I made something of it, without you."
  • "Relationships are a luxury men like you and me can't afford."
  • "Is that why you left? Huh? To protect me?"
  • "You got heart kid, but heart's not enough."
  • "Anger is a spark, good. Rage is a wildfire, out of control, therefore useless. Just like you."
  • "We all pay for our choices."
  • "I've learned a lot since you've been gone."
  • "You're a dick."
  • "Say that you want my help."
  • "I want you to help yourself."
  • "I don't need a friend. I need a soldier."
  • "In war, people die. If it's not you, it's the guy next to you."
  • "I swear I will not kill anybody. Pussy."
  • "Never is a man more good looking than when he is in love."
  • "You do your job, I'll do mine."
  • "On occasion some dickery may leak out, but doesn't mean I'm wrong."
  • "So, how long before I do something that pisses you off?"
  • "You can't listen to people like that. You have to just block them out."
  • "Yeah, you're just a guy, right? A really, really good-looking guy."
  • "If you weren't half dead, I would kick your ass."
  • "We're gonna be the best damn avocados this city has ever seen."
  • "Misspelling 'Hanukkah' is a mistake. Attempted murder is a little something else."
  • "Well, we seldom get everything we want. Not in this world."
  • "You were really something back in the day. When you had a soul."
  • "I'm not afraid to die."
  • "We'll be together, that's all that matters."
  • "You really think that this will change anything?"

I tried to draw one (1) pearl!Chuck to nail the outfit down in color, and then I got REALLY distracted.  

Very Related: It turns out the weirdest part about fic from the POV of a currently/recently Homeworld gem is that s/he’s going to assume other gems are she/her and think of them by the names of their gems, and it’s super weird to write.

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anonymous asked:

I feel like I'm kinda alone on this, but I hc Keith as having galra short genes. We've seen that a lot of galra in their military are tall, but we've also seen some VERY short galra, so I've been thinking that it's really not that big a thing as fandom makes out for Keith to be the height he is. Whether he turns out to be full galra, half, or whatever, I don't think galra his height are as unusual as it's thought. Ideas of him nyooming up in height an stature make no sense to me & sound painful.

ya thats true!! see the thing i love about the galra is that their level of biodiversity is just completely unlike any other race we’ve seen. They look like they’re from this vast empire that’s expanded across half the universe in 10,000 years, i mean just from an evolutionary standpoint they’ve?? got it all?? I know a lot of people joke about them being “space cats” but while some have fur and other kinda feline features, a lot of them look more reptilian: 

and even if you try to find commonalities, there’s honestly almost nothing beyond the purple skin (which curiously, along with a growth in height, are the only galra attributes a shifting altean would inherit). So like, you could say–well, galra have these facial markings, that’s a distinctly galra thing. But thace doesn’t. Or you might point out that they all have those little frills on their head, but morvok doesn’t. You could try saying they all have the big fuzzy cat–or more so bat–like ears, but ulaz and zarkon don’t. Even the golden eyes, something that seems to be a given for all the galra in the military at least, is a trait that sal lacks. i mean, some galra aren’t even purple, like the guard in beta traz. There’s also galra that have these rare recessive traits you don’t really see elsewhere, like kollivan’s hair and antok’s tail 

so going back to your height headcannon, there’s certainly precedence for that. The mall cop galra looks closer in height to say hunk or lance, while the commander on Traujeer is noticeably very short. Though in the case of the latter, that seems more like some form of dwarfism. Allura gets taller when she shifts into her galra form so, I would assume that means most galra are taller by default, though there are exceptions to the rule. Others include Lotor–who’s already been called a “little fellow”–and the Mystery Galra in the weblum. But Lotor is half-Altean, which would account for his lack of height, and presumably so is MG, because they were digging around looking for scultrite (an outdated altean fuel source).

something else that’s kinda funny, but when keith agreed to his trial, the bom already had a suit in his size. Even though all the other galra there are like, a foot taller than shiro, apparently galra that short aren’t so unheard of that they wouldn’t have a set of armor or two that takes that into account. Either that or hallucinogenic ceremonial cult initiation armor comes in a Child Size or its one size fits all lmao

but anyway ya, i think its totally possible keith and maybe his mom are both on the shorter side. And though he appears more galran, lotor is still referred to as small by galra standards. So even if keith does shift or gain more alien attributes, i don’t think he’ll suddenly grow a few feet like allura (whose growth is based off the height of an average galra rather than a half-blood one). 

Then again, allura might actually not be a reliable source on any of this, since i think much of the galran biodiversity is rooted in expansionism and evolution across the universe (not to mention the introduction of druid experiments and quintessence), and allura’s ability is meant to mimic a galra that predates that empire by over 10,000 years. So maybe being tall and purple was a given back then, but now the galra are a bit more varied in their gene pools. anyway im also just really short so i will defend small galra keith to the grave either way lmao 

anonymous asked:

How confident are you that J/B will actually happen? I have to say, I'm feeling a bit nervous right now, after more of the leaks get confirmed and Nikolaj talks so much about Jaime being monogamous and so openly about how he is pro-JB. It makes me fear he's being so open because he knows now it's not going to happen and there's no spoiling at saying that. :(

I understand how you can interpret the interviews that way, but I’m 100% confident that Jaime and Brienne are happening. Remember, Nikolaj and Gwen know the fates of Jaime and Brienne, and since season 3 they have been throwing “love,” “in love,” “confused,” “feelings” and amping it up every promo season. Nikolaj even use the term soulmates, bless.

If Nikolaj and Gwen know that they have to play this pairing as a slow burn romance between two stubborn as fuck characters, their comments in the interviews aren’t going to be disappointed and bitterness. Their comments are going to be setup so the audience knows how to interpret their scenes, and for Nikolaj, an inability to keep chill. Also, if you notice, during each promo season their comments are almost identical in every interview, indicating that this is something that has been rehearsed and possibly fed to them by the showrunners.

Considering how Nik and Gwen were paired together now, of all times, for video interviews and pretty much every single promo for this season, and Nik completely unleashing his shipper soul, I’d bet money that the showrunners realized how the Brienne and You Know Who thing got out of hand. I wouldn’t be surprised if they got a little concerned that the Jaime and Brienne story wouldn’t land with the viewers, so up the promos! Remind people that this story is still a thing because they’re probably coming back to that relationship again this season.  

Now for what’s seen in the show…

Nobody really knows why they are dragging out twincest and keeping Jaime around in KL, but imo the only reason why Jaime is still with Cersei is because the writers think it will increase the shock factor when he ends up with Brienne.

Jaime is definitely headed North by the end of the season, and that’s just always been my guess for his arc. Tywin had three conversations about him needing to leave the KG, be his heir and lead his House, then he was actually removed from the KG, and then Littlefinger in S6 made a comment “the Lannister’s have never brought their army this far North” and Jon said the same thing to Sansa in the first episode of season 7. Without a doubt, Jaime Lannister is going North, which means he’s away from Cersei. Unless Brienne fucks off to Tarth and doesn’t fight in the war (which I highly doubt), he will be in the same place as Brienne, and they will go through another life or death situation and… well, you can fill in the rest ;)

Some would argue that the writers setup plotlines and then drop them, but Jaime and Brienne are different because they are an endgame plot. How Jaime’s character development is handled is a whole other topic that people can debate about, but it in no way affects whether or not Jaime and Brienne will end up together. In other words, Point A and point B are determined, but how the writers get to point B is entirely up to them, and if you see it as messy and inconsistent or totally logical and consistent then that’s your opinion. In the end, Jaime and Brienne will end up together, regardless of the journeys that led them there.

If Jaime and Brienne were meant to remain friends, or end up as an dropped story, they wouldn’t have continued building it up in season 5 and season 6. I’m not even going to bring up the setup for season 2-4 because it would take an eternity.


- The Memory

They finally introduced some sort of adaptation of Brienne’s horrible childhood. What was the topic of this memory? Romantic love. This isn’t some memory of why she admired Renly, it was why she fell in love with him. Why? Because prior to mentioning Renly, she talks all dreamily about how the boys said they wanted to marry her and take her to their castles. By including this scene, they are establishing three things:

  1. Yes, Brienne is interested in men.
  2. Yes, Brienne was in love with Renly (why people doubt this I just…..??? I mean it’s been stated many times she was in love with him butmovingon)
  3. Yes, Brienne has a romantic side and therefore is a legit candidate for a love plotline. It wouldn’t be broughten up in the narrative if it wasn’t essential to her arc.

Brienne was introduced to us on a romantic storyline (Renly). The first couple of conversations with Jaime and Brienne were about honor/loyalty and her love life. Oh look, what theme has been playing out and getting resolved for Brienne in S4, S5, S6, and S7 when she was off finding the Stark girls and the moments she spoke with Jaime? Honor and loyalty. What other factor was there in the background, popping up randomly, like her childhood story to Pod in season 5? Love life. And what happened in S6 that the showrunners allowed through the edits? The Ship That Shall Not Be Named. In other words, Love life.  

People think Brienne’s story is to be this great warrior whose purpose is to just help “the good guys” out with a sword and that’s the only lens they see her through. They don’t see that being a strong fighter is just an aspect of who she is and has a small role in her overall arc. It complements her narrative, but it’s not the focus of it. The focus is questioning honor and blind loyalty, and finding reciprocated love for the physical “Beast.” The two go hand in hand (this applies to Jaime as well…slowly and eventually. Their arcs match.) 

- Tarth

They wouldn’t have gone out of their way to film Jaime drooling over Tarth. If you think about it, they had to spend money creating the set, doing the effects, and hiring a bunch of extras to stand around, all so that Jaime could stare and smile at this freakin island that is the residence of some woman he just respects…



-The tent scene. 

I assume they were directed to act that scene as suppressed and confused romantic desire since a) Nikolaj called the sword his heart and b) the writers and the director said their relationship was “complicated” and that Jaime has “undercurrents that he’s uncomfortable feeling.”

Nevermind that they felt it important enough to speak about this specific scene and their feelings in an Inside the Episode segment, when there were dozens of other scenes to choose from. Jaime and Brienne are friends guys gaaaawd.

- The wave goodbye.

Yeah. Again. Same point as in the Tarth scene, but minus the extras.

If they had no intentions to get Jaime and Brienne together by the end of this series, they could have omitted the tent scene, or at least altered the tent scene so that there was not round three of extra long eye fucking…. for just friends.

So no worries anon. They will get together, whether it’s brief or for the long term. If there is one thing I am obnoxiously confident about it is that by the end of this series it will be known by even the delusional fans that these two fools are in love.

anonymous asked:

Hi I'm really glad the requests are open again, is it possible to do a scenario of revali in a soulmate au. Please and Thank you. By the way, I really love the stuff you do have a nice day :)

[A/N: efhskbebobdvk thank youuuu, and sorry it’s so long! I was really inspired!!]

Soulmate AU

You had been traveling between villages for a few weeks selling merchandise and the likes, but today was going to be a relax day. You had been taking your time to walk the farmer’s market admiring all the different jewelry and large vegetables, and stop occasionally to look over precious stones. 

You weren’t sure why you chose to come today, but you paid no mind and tried to enjoy nonetheless. However…there was a strange inkling that wouldn’t leave you alone and you occupied yourself in merchandise that wasn’t even interesting to you, but for some reason you felt you needed to stay.

 When you came to a vendor, their spread was out of place from the others. This one had shrunken heads, bird skeletons in cages, and different pots filled with different ingredients. The smell was overpowering, but for some reason you decided to look within the stall.

 Further into their makeshift tent, books lined the walls on rickety shelves. You ran your fingers over the spines of the books noticing none of them had any titles. You found it odd how some look brand new while others looked worn and well read.  Not a one matched, but some had similar spine decor.

 You were about to walk to another shelf when one book caught your eye. It was a deep navy blue, with a red and white spine. You traced over the intricate impressions in the cover and mused to yourself that the material felt soft as feathers. Gently picking it up you looked it over and like all the other books it did not have titled, nor an author. When you opened it, your confusion only increased as you flipped through all the pages. There was not a single word nor picture in it.

 Strange, you thought, and went to pick up another book only to find you couldn’t. You set the book you were holding down and used both hands on the other to take it off the shelf. It would not budge for the life of you, it was like it was glued to the spot.

 “You can try all you want, but you are not the owner of that book.”

 You spun around from the sudden grainy voice, and the shopkeeper was hunched over at the entrance. They gave you a wrinkly smile as their hand shook to hold up one finger. They pointed to the book behind you, “That is your book.”

 You raised a brow before looking between them and the object, “…And why is that?”

 They hobbled in using their cane and walked by you all the while speaking, “Do you plan to take responsibility of each and every book?”


 “Then you do not need to know anything more than that.” They ran their crooked fingers over the blue book. “Why did you come here today, young one?”

 You were taken back, not sure where this was leading, “I had the day off, I suppose.”

 “You do not sound sure.”

 “Erm…I am not sure what I would need to be certain of.”

 They gave a slow smile, their jaw jittering along with their body. “Take the book.”

 “Wha-, well, I don’t know if I want it. It’s just a journal.”

 “Is it now?”

 Their question fluttered around your head like a bird in a cage, and it left a deep curiosity that began to slowly burn. You weren’t even aware, but you had picked up the book, running your fingers against the soft cover. Gazing upon this hardcover it gave you a familiar feeling, and you looked up, “How much will it b-”  

 The old person was not there and the makeshift tent you were in was gone. 

You looked around with wide eyes to realize you were in the middle of the farmer’s market still. Taking a step back, the shop you once were in, now you stood on a patch of dirt. You held the book closely to your chest and you decided that you were done looking around for the day.

 Finally home and in your bed, you were reading a book under the lantern’s light, but you weren’t able to keep focus. Your eyes would wander to the journal on your nightstand, its existence proving to be loud and obnoxious. You sighed and leaned over to grab it to pull it back in your lap. As you flipped through the pages again you were scolding yourself that there was nothing there. You ran your hand along your head in frustration, and left it open at a blank page.

 “What’s so special about you?” But the book did not answer your heated question. You leaned back against your headboard feeling like giving up, and blankly stared at the page of the book. You ran your finger along it as if reading a sentence, but you began to squint your eyes.

 Was there….something forming on the page?

 Upon closer inspection, an image slowly bled its way in. An image emerged overlooking mountains high in the night sky while clouds slowly made their way across the horizon and leaves rustled from the winds. You were in awe and amazed from the slow motion image, and you rubbed your eyes thinking you were seeing things.

 But you weren’t.

 Though you were terrified of this strange phenomenon, each night you open the book to find it had new paintings of different scenery and sometimes people. You gather that whoever this was, is a Rito given one photo had their arm stretched out with a large bow held by their wings. It was like a drug you couldn’t wean yourself off of and you anxiously await the night to fall asleep to these images.

 The Rito was apparently close to the Princess as there was one image of her with a young blond man kneeling in front of her. You gathered that these images were memories, and whether they were current or from the past, you could not decipher. You were becoming fond of whoever this Rito was and adored they images from their point of view in the sky.

 One night while admiring the old paintings something new happened. A new image bled onto the page, this time of the Rito’s wings held in front of them as if they had committed a heinous act. Their hands shook and looked pain..

 ‘I feel so alone.’

 It read underneath the painting causing a sharp pain to shoot through your body. You ran your fingers along the image as if they could feel your comfort. “What’s wrong..?” You whispered and your heart felt heavy as the book did not reply…

 ‘They doubt me.’

 ‘Why him? Am I not good enough?’

 ‘I have worked so hard. I do not understand.’

 ‘I am afraid…’

 Each night new paintings appeared with a text underneath, and they grew more desperate. Their images were becoming distorted and began to come in like melting strip of film. The more the weeks dragged on it spurred you to try to connect to this Rito that was a complete stranger. You whispered encouragements you knew they could not hear and brought the book with you everywhere as if it was a way for them not to be alone.

 You were sitting on a rock somewhere in the Great Plateau flipping through the pages again. It was like watching a timeline of a sound person slowly coming undone. Some days this Rito would have wonderful and beautiful days, and others…they were wallowing in self hate. You sighed coming to an empty page, “I wish I could help you….”

 As if the book heard you plea a new painting came and what you saw made your jaw drop. It was you, clearly blurry and more of your lap than anything, but it was your clothes being swept in the gentle wind.  Beneath it, words appeared..

 ‘Who is this? Why is this person in this book?’

 Frantically, you scrabbled about looking for your travel sack and rummage through to find a quill. However, before you could attempt to write a reply in a silly hope they would receive it, a new image appeared, but this time of your hands holding the book.

 ‘Their book almost looks similar to my own.’

 And you gasped, feeling excitement course through your veins. You stood up holding the book out in front of you, “Yes! Yes! It’s because they’re connected! Oh please! Tell me you can hear me?! Sense me?! Something?!” But there was no reply, however, it spurred a intense feeling of determination. They had a book that was in connection to this one, and you knew that somehow they would be able to see your memories.

 With a burst of energy, you bound for the Rito village across the land and you hoped that they could see what you see. Maybe they would realize you were on your way and your heart rammed in your chest from fear and excitement. You had no idea what these books meant to either of you, but somehow you know it was the fate of the Goddess that you two should meet.

 When night fell, you sat by your small campfire for warmth and held the book in your lap while patiently waiting for a new image. It seemed like hours before a new painting emerge and this time it was them soaring in the nighttime sky. You held your hand to your mouth in astonishment at the words appearing before you.

 ‘Are you still waiting?’

 “Yes!” You said in excitement, beaming at this wondrous phenomenon. You could only wonder what images along with words appeared for them and you looked up to the sky in great anticipation. “Oh please, oh please. I’ve been waiting so long.” You whispered to the sky and bounce from your spot on the ground. It was exhilarating, it was magical, nothing in this world could top this! You could hardly sit still and stood up to turn in a circle looking at the sky. You closed your eyes and pressed the book tightly to your chest. “I don’t know how this works, but please come soon.”

 An hour or so passed and you were still wide awake. Nothing new appeared in the book and you were becoming impatient. Slowly, and surely, you heard loud flaps in the distance and right as you turned around a gush of wind blew harshly causing you to shut your eyes from the flying dirt. As you blinked away, your vision gazed at the feet of a Rito and followed it up to their face. For a Rito, he looked quite handsome and within his wing was a book with your colors but matching spine decor.

 He looked a little smug as he looked you over and quirked a feather brow up. He noticed the book in your hands and held his up, “Seems we might become reading partners. Shall we open a book club?”

 You snorted and shook your head at his jest, but the excitement bubbling within you was about to burst. “Strange book club with only two members.” You took a step closer and tried to ignore the awe you felt at his height.

 His beak quirked in a smile as he too took a step closer, “Well, they do say three’s a crowd.”

 “I’ve been anxiously waiting to meet you.” You spoke in a hush voice, finding the air within you disappearing, but it was not unpleasant. He gave another cocky smile and pulled up a page from his book, it was of your point of view looking up to the sky with the captions underneath, ‘I’ve been waiting so long.’ 

You could feel your cheeks burn and gave a sheepish laugh.

 “I am Revali.” He spoke surely, but gently. 

 “I…” You laughed and smiled, “I’m [Name]…” You placed your hand on top of his book and he looked at you curiously as your eyes glimmered with your deeper emotions, “And I will make sure you never feel alone again.”

anonymous asked:

Hello! Love your blog! Just wanted to ask if you think Dany and Jon will stay together for season 8 after he finds out about his lineage? I'm hoping they do, it would be sad if that would tear them apart.

I do believe they will stay together. Listen, Jon is an angsty young man haha. He is going to have a momentary fit. So I think that Dany’s reluctance right now while Jon is seemingly the aggressor/the confident one will be balanced out by Jon briefly straying/feeling strange at the revelation of his Targaryen blood.

But unlike many other people, I don’t think Jon’s conflict is going to derive from the revelation that Dany is his aunt. As I’ve reiterated again and again, marriage within families is not at all uncommon in Westeros. Yes, the series does its job to make sure we know that Jaime and Cersei are a scandal. But they are twins. Lannister twins. 

Targaryens on the other hand married brother to sister for generations without physical consequences as a necessity to keep their magical Valyrian blood pure. This is what was necessary to maintain control of their dragons. And sure enough, as the Targaryens began making alliances with and marrying other families in Westeros, dragons got smaller and died out. So already the fact that Jon and Dany are Targaryens makes their incest something that wouldn’t be problematic. 

But even if they weren’t, cousin and aunt/nephew or uncle/niece marriages are common in the other families. This is not something that would be creepy, icky, or weird.

So why will Jon care? Well, I think he will have an identity crisis. He has made it a point to say he’s not a Stark, but he has also made it a point to say that the North is and will always be a part of him. His Targaryen roots will remove a large part of that. Yes, he’s Lyanna Stark’s son, but in this culture the father is what is important here. Jon is a Targaryen, born in Dorne. A Southerner in every way when it comes to lineage. 

This season has already planted the seeds for this to upset the Northern lords. They did not want Jon going South and have no love for Southerners. What’s more, there was a reaction of agreement with Yohn Royce proclaimed that one can never trust a Targaryen. In light of all of this, I think that Jon is going to be shaken and worried about how he will be perceived by his people–and rightfully so. As stupid as I think it is, I expect there to be minor insurrection and conflict surrounding this subplot in season 8 and the hint/idea of a Northern rebellion against Jon. It will be prevented by the WW advance South of The Wall and the loyalty of Arya and hopefully Sansa. 

But I think the Targaryen reveal will ultimately matter to Jon because he will learn that Ned is not his father. This will probably upset him a lot as he loves Ned dearly and models himself after him in many ways. 

But Jon might also be happy because in a small way (I know he is far more confident now) I think Jon is still bothered by being a bastard. But he’s NOT a bastard. We know that now :) So this might be a small consolation to him? And he will also get the confirmation that his mother loved him dearly and the only reason she wasn’t there for him was because she died. He can stop wondering if she is some shameful fling of Ned’s. 

I have seen many people assert that this information is included to create conflict between Jon and Dany since his claim will now rival hers. But I don’t believe that. Jon has made it clear he has no interest in ruling. If anything his claim will matter in terms of getting people to follow them and help with the WW, and will help him support Dany if she wants the throne down the line. But it would be radically OOC for Jon to suddenly discover he’s a Targ and just as suddenly decide he wants the Iron Throne. Even if for some reason he did do that, his relationship with Dany that will likely include a child would prevent them from fighting over it. They could seek it together.

So overall there will be some tension and moments that give us anxiety I’m sure but Jon and Dany will weather this storm. I strongly believe the only thing that can separate these two now is death :/

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Tendou Satori is one of the more colourful characters in the line-up of mostly crazy athletic teenagers that is Haikyuu.
As with most of the antagonists, he gets introduced to us as kind of a douche.
This may be an understatement.
I absolutely despised him in the first few chapters he was in. The anime goes so far as to use Full Horror Movie tropes on many of his appearances. But that’s before Furudate unlocks his tragic back story and suddenly we’re looking at him in a new light, bla bla, let’s roll the tape.

The Jester

To get the obvious one out of the way first: dude is a full on circus performance. He’s loud, he’s twitchy, he’s exuberant and he has zero shame about any of it.
This is a character that thrives on the cheers of the crowd, and while I want to say he loves the attention, what he really seems to enjoy is reaction. Any and all reaction. Whether it’s people shouting his name, getting a rise out of Suga or Tsukki, even unearthing an overdose of confidence in Goshiki. What he wants is for people to react to him, be that good or bad.

He makes this happen by overdoing it a little. Ok, a lot. Tendou is a very expressive person, but all those big gestures can seem like ‘too much’ at times. All those guys in the screenshot up there are reacting to the exact same thing, but only one of them is about to pull his hair out in horror.
I’m personally convinced that a large part of this energy, of what makes Tendou, is an act. And we don’t really know what’s underneath the special effects. I do, however, believe that he knows what he’s doing and that he enjoys it.

Tendou is a character that plays everyone around him and he friggin loves doing so. He’s far from the only manipulator on the show. Think, for instance, of people like Kuroo or Daishou, who try to get a psychological edge on opponents. But Tendou is by far the most obvious, the most gleefully unsubtle out of all of them. He LOVES this stuff and it is one of his main strengths.

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anonymous asked:

Okay, so I'm hoping to go to my local used bookstore tomorrow, and I wanted to ask how you decide which books are good to buy? How do I tell if it's worth having, or if it's good/accurate?

my rules for botany books (and science books in general):

-if its a textbook type book and was published in 2005 or sooner, it’s probably accurate as long as its dealing with beginning level stuff. some people would say for most accurate, do 2015 and later, which is true out of concept, but what 2015 book shows up in a used bookstore for cheap??? they dont and im poor. examples of textbooks would be something on the principles of botany or something with ap bio level to upper undergrad level stuff in it. as far as money goes, im willing to go up to, like, $4-$5 on this one because I already know a lot of the beginning level content. if it’s clear that a textbook has stuff you don’t know in it, the potential amount i would shell out for it would go up, but never above $15. the usefulness of a textbook depends on its publication date and how much you know as a person. 

-with narrative books, it varies on how interested you are in the topic. for instance, something i recently did was shell out $15 to order a brand new book by one of my favorite botanists because i really value the topic (about his work saving plant species brought to his institution as a last resort in the face of extinction). there’s another one out there that’s about researchers climbing redwoods and how much work it takes to study a plant that size, and another about drama and shady shit going down in the orchid collection business, for example. there are a lot of cool other ones, too; it’s just a matter of stumbling on them.

-if its something crazy specific, it super depends. for example, i have a book entitled “Genomics and Breeding for Climate Resilient Crops Volume 2: Target Traits”. It’s a research textbook that’s basically a compilation of important writings in that specific topic at a graduate level, and I got it because of my interest in environmental and botanical sustainability. I found it at a used bookstore for $10. had i bought it new, i would have paid literally a little over $200. (for reference to point #1, it was published in 2013). 

-floras. ive never come across one of these in a used bookstore, but they’re really important and valuable botany books and you just never know, so i’m gonna talk about them here. a flora is a book that details all the plants in a certain area, and sometimes of a specific type in a certain area. all of them. this isn’t a general field guide, this is like, a research-level field/identification guide or a collection/hobbiest guide. if you’re interested and you see one, i would probably pay up to about $25 for one depending on the area and my interest. some of these are published on CDs now instead of in physical books! more specific examplebroader example  

-compilations of species. again, ive never come across one of these in a used bookstore, but they’re super cool. this is like, books listing all the known species of a certain type of plant. a good example thats on my wishlist for my birthday this month is Stewart McPherson’s set of pitcher plant compilations; this currently is a set of three, two volumes called “Pitcher Plants of the Old World v1/2″ and another volume he put out a few years ago after a ton of unexpected new discoveries were made, called “The New Nepenthes, Volume 1″ (volume 2 doesn’t exist yet, but will once we find more!). there are these kinds of compilations for a ton of random types of plants and succulents, ranging from the super specific to the broad. (its important to differentiate here between the “best of” books and the compilations. compilations would be, for example, all orchids, while a “best of” book of orchids might only show some that the author deems “exotic”. also, an orchid compilation would be crazy and i would love to see it. there are around 30,000 species, if i remember correctly, making the orchid genus the largest known to man). man…i dont know what i would do if i found one of these in the wild. i guess if it was over an interesting plant type, i would pay up to $25 or so in a used bookstore, but if it was a carnivorous compilation or something similarly interesting, i might go higher. 

-if you are unsure if you should get something, check this is a subsite of ebay that just sells used books, and is a little more niche and rare than amazon (which i would also check if the book you’re looking at is more common). another really useful site to check before making large purchases is Summerfield books, the only site i’ve found so far that specializes in botany and natural history books. i usually check prices from my phone to see if its worth it if im thinking of getting something. if its cheaper online, i just add it to my massive amazon list of books i want and move on with my life for the moment. 

anonymous asked:

Can we also talk about how Bakugou went from "weird haired guy" to "Kirishima. Change of plans". Oh man I didn't realize how much I missed the anime *cries*

BOI CAN’T WE I just spent the whole morning crying over seeing the moment Bakugou recognizes Kirishima as an equal animated nbd at all r i p me - I think this might be the first time Bakugou calls anyone by their name, actually, and I just!!! that’s because Bakugou heard Kirishima’s words and recognized him as a good partner and a worthy hero and someone whom he could respect and I’m gonna be grateful for chapter 133 for the insight on this for the rest of my always I !!!!!! have feelings g a h

Anon said: ok ok ok ok but but listen what about BAKGOU AND OCHAKO they are the most popular couple and the most cutest , i think you should try to draw them once i would love love to see this !!! of course just if you want hehe thanx

Ahhh sorry anon but I really don’t ship that - I mean, it’s true that I ship Bakugou with a bunch of people aside from my main two, but if they’re part of Deku’s group you can fairly assume they’re not between my Bakugou ships? And I only romantically ship Uraraka with Deku, Tsuyu and Iida anyway so! You’re probably not gonna see any romantic baku/ocha from me, sorry o<-<

Anon said: Since we know what Bakugou’s parents are like, what do you think Kirishima’s parents are like?

I have a similar ask somewhere asking about Kaminari’s parents as well, so I guess I’ll answer both here?? As a general rule I don’t really like making headcanons over stuff I’m sure the manga will give me in the future, so I can’t say I’ve thought about this too much - there are a few things I work under the assumption of while drawing, like for example I’m taking for granted they both have at least functional families, considering Aizawa personally visited their homes to ask their guardians about allowing them back to school, and if anything had been weird he would have noticed

I like to think Kaminari got his quirk straight from one of his two parents with no mixing happening, and got the Kaminari surname from them as well, but that’s all I ever allowed myself to settle on as far as Kami’s family goes, everything else changes based on what I need for the current scenario I’m thinking about… I do often end back on him being an only child, though - in the same way depending on how angst or lighthearted I want it to be my ideas for Kirishima’s family change a lot, but generally I think I mostly fall back on the idea of him having a big family? In a scenario like that his parents are kind and love him a lot, but having many children and needing to split their attention on all of them might cause them to overlook him a little (it would explain his obsession with being flashy, for me) then again, who knows? I don’t know how canon you can consider the infos SMASH gives, but in one of the strips Kiri mentions working part-time, and the fact that he doesn’t seem to have problems with money kinda makes me believe he might be independent from his family like that (unless he’s a rich kid, also very entertaining as a possiblity)

I’ve seen a lot of headcanons floating around about both of these guys’ families and possibly being related to villains, that would be cool too, though I’m not sure how much I believe it

I’m sorry this ended up being little to no useful at all lol as I said, I just shift between scenarios a lot - imagine settling on one and growing attached and then having to let it go once Hori proves it wrong, that’d be terrible for me

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anonymous asked:

hello, i'd like to request a minghao flowershop!au please :)

- you’re on your way to buy flowers because your friend jisoo is sick
- of course he didn’t tell anyone he was sick because he didn’t want anyone to worry and then fainted on the spot like really jisoo TELL US WHEN YOU’RE SICK YOU’D MAKE US WORRY EITHER WAY
- so you walk into this humble little flower shop and the first thing you see
- is the cutest boy ever standing at the counter
- he greets you the moment you step into the shop and it takes you a second to regain your thoughts and greet him back
- please imagine minghao with an apron on and a white daisy tucked behind his ear
- you go around the shop admiring every bouquet, and they’re all so healthy and vibrant and beautiful
- you pick one up and you think yes. jisoo loves these colors he’s going to love this one
- when suddenly someone asks “do you need any help?”
- you jump at the sound of the voice and turn around to see the cute boy from the counter just inches away from your face
- you shyly take a step back and say “o-oh hi! no i’m good, thank you. i’m just buying a bouquet for my friend”
- the boy looks down at the flowers in your hands and says with a sympathetic expression on his face “i… i’m really sorry for your loss”
- you’re like…… what
- you look down at the flowers in your hands and say “… i guess this bouquet doesn’t mean get well soon huh”
- and the boy laughs and his voice is cute and soft and you’re dead the flowers might as well be for you
- he says “daisies are what you’re looking for.” and he points at the white daisy sitting behind his ear
- so he leads you to where you can find bouquets with daisies in them, and you pick one out that smells so good with soft colors like jisoo’s soft personality
- “good thing i stopped you before you gave him that last bouquet” the boy laughs and you laugh too
- you say “thanks for saving me!! i really appreciate it”
- after wrapping a light purple ribbon around the plastic, he gives you the bouquet and says “i hope your friend gets better”
- and after saying thank you, you leave the shop and the boy is on your mind but you’re like oh well that’s it i’m never going to see him again
- one week after buying the flowers for jisoo, seungkwan tells everyone he’ll be coming back from jeju later on tonight and your friends all have welcome back gifts except for you
- seungkwan’s honestly the easiest person to shop for because he gets excited and happy over almost ANYTHING so you settle for…. flowers!!
- because it’s simple NOT because you wanted to see that cute boy again ahahah…….
- you liar
- so you enter the shop and the boy, who’s watering some flowers turns around and says “welcome—oh, it’s you again!!”
- and you’re like OMG HE REMEMBERS ME and you calmly make your way over to him
- he says “so what do you need for today?” and you tell him that oh yeah my friend is coming back after being away for like four weeks and we’re all throwing him a welcome back party
- and he immediately gets to work. he asks you questions like “so describe your friend. is he more on the shy side? or extroverted? cheerful? soft-hearted?” and by the end of your visit he puts together a bouquet that’s even more beautiful than the last one you bought
- when he’s done he says “i put in yellow roses the most because they mean welcome back, and i’m sure you’ve all missed him while he was gone”
- you’re like “thank you, you saved me a second time. without you, i probably would’ve picked up a bouquet that meant you’re the worst lmao”
- and he says “so you really don’t know the meaning of flowers??” and you say no because idk flowers have always interested you but you never really found the time to learn their meanings
- after your explanation, he picks out a yellow daffodil from a nearby bucket and hands it to you and says “your first homework is to find out what this flower means and let me know if you figured it out the next time you come here”
- and you wordlessly take the flower and nod because YES EXCUSES TO SEE HIM
- he says “i’m minghao, by the way. it’s nice to meet you.” and you tell him your name and leave the shop, already excited for your next visit
- seungkwan’s welcome back party goes well as planned but before you know it, you’re in font of your laptop looking for the flower and its meaning
- you discover that it’s a yellow daffodil and it means “new beginnings”
- you immediately look for excuses to go back to the flower shop like “HEY WHO WANTS A FLOWER IT’S ON ME” but the boys are like why tf would we want flowers at least offer to buy us coffee or something
- you’re like fine well if no one wants a flower i’ll just get one for myself and are you really going to spend money on a flower just to see minghao again??
- yes. yes you are
- so you get there and minghao’s face just lights up the second he sees you enter the shop and he says “so have you finished your homework?”
- and you say “yes actually!! you gave me a yellow daffodil which means new beginnings!!” and he’s so proud of you for getting it right
- he then says “so what’s the occasion? what flower are you looking for?” and you just freeze because you didn’t plan this far ahead and you just stutter “uhhh my friend is….. sad!! yeah he’s really sad so flowers would cheer him up right??”
- and minghao makes you a custom bouquet and you watch him make it and he’s so handsome and cute
- you notice the way his ears stick out cutely, and how gently he handles the flowers, and how each one has to be placed perfectly so they can be noticed and admired by the person receiving them
- and in the end when he tells you your total you’re like….. omfg i’m CRAZY i’m spending so much money just to see this boy
- when you hand him the money he says he hopes your friends feel better and you say thank you and wave goodbye
- but he suddenly cries out “wait!!” and he runs over to you before you step out the door. he hands you an orange rose and says “here’s your homework for next time” and you take it and promise to be back
- when you get home, you put the bouquet of flowers in a vase and discover that orange roses mean “fascination” and you’re like woah. i’m actually learning things
- you become a regular customer at the flower shop and eventually you come by just to hang out and talk to minghao, but you of course don’t leave without your homework
- you know, just to keep him company in the lonely little flower shop
- and also because you might have a little crush on him
- but one day while watering all the flowers minghao gave you….. something just….. clicked
- yellow daffodil: new beginnings. the start of your friendship??
- orange rose: fascination. interested in you??
- iris: your friendship means a lot to me. you and his friendship??
- and every flower has some kind of meeting related to your visits!?!?! does this MEAN….
- you get to the most recent flower and it’s a purple lilac which means
- “i think i’m in love with you”
- but these past few weeks with minghao have been so fun?? you could be yourself around him and you could talk about anything and he’s cute and perfect and just….
- you want to confess to him, you know, take a CHANCE
- but how you may ask??
- you confess to him in the language of FLOWERS
- so the next day when you go to the flower shop, minghao greets you like always and when he bends down to pick up a coin he dropped while counting the cash that morning, you quickly pick up a specific flower from a nearby basket
- you walk up to the counter and minghao says “so… do you know what a purple lilac means?”
- and you say “I do BUT…. it’s MY turn to assign you some work. in fact, i’ll give you a little quiz right now” and you cringe at your own words like why didn’t i just keep my mouth shut WHY AM I SO EMBARRASSING
- you hold out the flower you were hiding behind your back and it’s a red rose and you say “since you already know the meaning of flowers…. you should know what this means. or you know…. what i mean….”
- minghao’s eyes go wide when it clicks and
- he turns as red as the rose you’re holding
- he quickly plucks a flower from a nearby bucket and it’s a yellow daffodil
- he asks “do you remember what this one means?”
- you nod and say with a smile “new beginnings” and he nods his head and places the flower in your hair and he slowly leans in…..
- and he kisses you!!
- “new beginnings” aka new relationship, new chapter, new love story, GET IT
- for your first date, minghao takes you to a garden and he tells you about the meanings of all the beautiful flowers and you love seeing how happy he looks while talking about them
- when he’s mad at you he speaks to you in flowers and you’re like I DON’T UNDERSTAND JUST TALK TO ME
- he surprises you with bouquets all the time and
- florist minghao is just the cutest

i love flower shop au’s, thank you for your request!! ^^

anonymous asked:

i just can't stop thinking about sam having some kind of Awakening™ after leaving the military about being genderqueer and it won't leave me alone. like sam who mismatches feminine and masculine clothes and wears makeup with a fully grown beard and kicks hydra's ass with a pair of heels (halp I'm dying ;-;)

IM SCREAMING this means so much to me like plus I also headcanon that Sam went through a similar phase in high school about bein gay and just imagine when the boyfriends find out about this…

“No, you didn’t,” Bucky said. He was seated at the couch in Sam’s living room with episode 6 of The Get Down paused on the voguing scene.

Which had led to an offhand “Hey, I have a dress almost exactly like that,” which sparked a conversation about that intense phase they’d gone through once they had their separation orders in hand.

Sam laughed and shook their head. Steve and Bucky both had these ridiculous expressions on their faces like they wanted to ask for more but didn’t know how far to push. It was sort of cute.

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