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Olicity Fic Rec (Part 1)

Hey everybody! I have been wanting to do a fic rec for a while, but I haven’t been able to find the time to do it. Luckily now that school and finals are over, I finally can! I kinda tried to organize this fic rec by categories and stuff and I got really carried away lol, but I hope you enjoy!

SOME OF MY FAVORITE FICS (Not necessarily recent fics, just fics I LOVE (not all of my favorites bc we’d be here for days), and for the recent fics that are also my favorites, I put them in the recent section):


Sportsmanlike Conduct by @mogirl97: Overall one of my favorite sports AU’s! It has both fluff and angst, and I literally couldn’t stop reading it! I originally read it when it first came out, and each update made me so happy! Not to mention, hockey is literally my favorite sport (and I may or may not be a Flyers super fan) so this fic was especially fun to read! It all begins in college, when Felicity meets Oliver Queen, a handsome and talented hockey player! They hit it off immediately, and their relationship is so good, but of course, things get in the way! I HIGHLY RECOMMEND! Such an amazing fic!!

Times Like These by @anthfan: I REREAD THIS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING (i literally just re-read it and finished it before I started making this post)! If you have free time, go read this fic, and if you don’t have free time, drop what you’re doing, make time, and go read this fic! This fic is so good, and all of Oliver and Felicity’s interactions are so well done. I actually only came across this story a few months ago, and I am so mad I didn’t find it sooner, but now that I have read it, I can’t stop reading it over and over! It begins with Felicity’s stalker and cousin, Nate, coming back into her life, and of course, Oliver and Dig doing everything they can to protect her. SO GOOD. SO SO SO SO GOOD. I’m not gonna lie, this fic made me cry, and I rarely ever cry, so that should tell you how AMAZING this fic is!

The Firebird by @supersillyanddorky06: Am I gonna rec every single one of Matty’s fics? Yes. And the Firebird is NO EXCEPTION! This fic was recently finished (ending was super amazing) and if you’re looking for an amazing, riveting fic to read, go READ IT RIGHT NOW! I literally would not put this fic down when I first read it, and everytime I go back and re-read it, I read it from start to finish because its SO GOOD(lol the amount of HW i’ve been able to complete has gone way down since I started reading matty’s fics). This fic is an Al-Sahim story, but has Oliver in Felicity’s house every night, not saying a word, and watching Tv with her, after Felicity finds Oliver about to kill someone one night. Basically, Oliver starts seeking Felicity after that night, and you’ll have to see what happens! Honestly tho, I don’t know how to describe this fic (it’s too amazing to put into words), so just go READ IT!

Forever is Composed of Nows by @dust2dust34 and @so-caffeinated: I’m pretty sure everyone has read this fic, but that’s because it’s only the best thing to ever exist! I read this fic a while ago, but lost it, and when I found it again, not only was it completed, but there was a SEQUEL and I SCREAMED OUT LOUD BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY! Such a good fic, and as a person who doesn’t even like children, I fell in love with Ellie Queen (believe me that is saying a lot, like i hate kids, but this story made me absolutely love Ellie) ! This fic has so much amazing fluff, and good angst, and just a wonderful wonderful plot. I love having the Queen fam in it, and every single chapter is just so good. It begins with Ellie Queen, Oliver and Felicity’s daughter, being brought into the past to escape Zoom, when Felicity and Oliver are not together, and haven’t even accepted their feelings for each other. SO GOOD. Such a great idea for a fic, that was made into a beautiful story, and I love it so much!

With our Backs to the Wall (Darkness will Fall) by @theirhappystory: ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVORITES LIKE I CAN’T EXPLAIN GUYS ITS SO SO GOOD!! I am the biggest sucker for Army AU’s and age differences and this fic touches upon both of those and does it so well. Every single moment in this fic I absolutely love, and I really can’t put into words how good it is. You have to read it. You just have to. It starts with Oliver returning from war, coming back to a home with Felicity, who is looking much different and more mature then when he lost saw her. Oliver struggles with keeping his feelings and thoughts in check, and it is GLORIOUS! GO READ IT! I LOVE THIS FIC SO SO SO MUCH!

Or Forever Hold Your Peace by @katanabaabe: Such an incredibly angsty and beautiful fic, that you won’t be able to put down! I came across this fic a long time ago, and I am still just as obsessed with it now as I was then. I loved how this story was done, and I loved the way that Oliver and Felicity’s relationship plays out. I LOVE ANGST, and this fic had such well done angst it was impossible to put down. It begins with Oliver comforting Felicity after she is very upset over what happened with her fiancé, Ray Palmer, and things escalate. Such a good fic!

Where There’s Smoak There’s Fire by FelOllie @littlered-sourwolf: THIS IS SUCH AN AMAZING FIC! I have re read this story countless times, and I think it gets better each time. I love, love, love, the way Felicity and Oliver’s friendship plays out, with tons of sexual tension and teasing, and the angst (oh my god the angst is so good guys) all just is written together so beautifully you have to go read it! It begins with Oliver and Felicity, five years after the count took her, being the best of friends. I don’t want to spoil too much, but all I can say is READ IT because you will not regret it! Amazing amazing story!


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anonymous asked:

Can you do a reaction with rfa + v + saeran, with MC being attacked, but beating the crap out of her attacker? Like, she takes some hits and gets roughed up too, but the attacker is definitely worse off when its all done. And the rfa + v + saeran can see it all, but for some reason they can't get to her until it's pretty much over.

I always like writing about MC being a badass, and this request was no different! I tried not to make these too violent so hopefully they’re still okay! I hope that you enjoy!! ^^


  • Yoosung was almost finished with classes for the school year and he couldn’t have been happier
  • That unfortunately meant finals were coming up so he decided to stay after class one day to get some help from the professor
  • He was running later than he thought so you decided to wait outside of the classroom on a nearby bench
  • Yoosung saw you through the window and gave a little wave and a shy smile as he finished up talking with his strict professor
  • Just as you were about to wave back, one student who was obviously drunk came up to you and started harassing you
  • Yoosung’s eyes widened in horror as he saw the drunken student throw a punch at you for trying to move away from him
  • The professor was scolding him for not paying attention so Yoosung pushed passed the professor to get to you
  • Yoosung immediately felt tears start to form in his eyes when he saw your black eye and bleeding knuckles but felt a tiny amount of relief when he saw the student on he floor unconscious
  • He apologized over and over again for not helping you sooner, crying into your shoulder but you reassured Yoosung that it was okay
  • Yoosung immediately takes you to the hospital and signs up both himself and you for self-defense classes


  • Zen finally had some free time from his busy schedule to take you out on a date to a nice restaurant
  • The two of you were really looking forward to enjoying the night since you two haven’t had a proper date night in forever
  • That is until just before you got into the restaurant, Zen was mobbed by a small group of fan girls
  • You sighed and waited for Zen to finish with the fans, moving a bit away from them so you didn’t feel suffocated
  • Zen could barely see you at this point but he did see the figure next to you shoving you against the wall
  • Trying desperately to push his fangirls away, Zen could only watch in horror as the man started hitting you
  • But you weren’t easing up on him, giving his hits right back to him in full force
  • By the time Zen broke away from his fans, the attacker was a bloody pulp on the floor and while you did have some blood on you, you looked safe
  • Zen gave you a bone-crushing hug, profusely apologizing for leaving you alone even after you told him you were find, and from that day forward Zen became the most protective boyfriend on the planet


  • Jaehee decided that it was time for you and her to have some fun together so she took you to the mall
  • It was turning out to be a fun day, the two of you bought some much needed new clothing, had a nice lunch together, and even took some photos together in a photo booth
  • The two of you were at your last shop for the day and just as you both were about to exit, the security alarm went off because of Jaehee’s bag
  • Jaehee told you to wait outside until her and the store manager could sort things out to which you agreed to
  • You didn’t see anyone else around until some man came up to you, demanding you give him your money
  • Out of the corner of her eye, Jaehee gasped as she saw a man attacking you with you fiercely hitting him back
  • She pushed the store manager aside and ran over to you, almost on the verge of tears as she saw your bloody hands and bruise marks, but you told Jaehee that you were fine but the attacker may need to go to a hospital
  • Jaehee couldn’t stop telling you how sorry she was for leaving you alone and promised to teach you some judo moves so you would be safer even if she wasn’t around


  • Jumin was set to leave on a business trip the next day so you asked to go to work with him today so you could spend as much as together as possible
  • Of course Jumin agreed but you forgot how boring big offices like Jumin’s could be, especially since Jumin was busy that day but it was finally time to go home
  • Just as the two of you reached the large revolving doors, a couple of important businessmen stopped Jumin to discuss an upcoming meeting
  • You waited outside because those guys were boring, noticing some sketchy looking man eye up the building
  • As you went to approach the man to see what was up, he grabbed your wrists but you weren’t having it so the two of you ended up brawling
  • Jumin could see the entire fight happening as he pushed the businessmen away, calling security
  • By the time Jumin ran to you, the man was passed out but Jumin was more worried about your growing bruise marks that decorated your skin
  • You told Jumin that you were fine, happy to teach the creep a lesson, making Jumin concerned but also glad
  • Jumin promised to never leave your side again, apologizing for not getting there sooner, and that he’d cancel his business trip to spend more time with you


  • Seven was feeling sick that day so you told him that you’d go buy some medicine for him
  • He protested, saying that it was late and not safe but he stopped after you gave him the death glare along with him having a coughing fit
  • Although he did trust you, Seven kept an eye on you through the street cameras, smiling as he saw you bought the medicine as well as some Honey Buddha Chips
  • But Seven’s smile instantly vanished when he saw some man following you, eyeing you up and down
  • Just as Seven was about to reach his phone, the man started attacking you, making Seven scramble out of the house to save you
  • He kept watch on the video feed on his phone as he hoped into his car and sped his way towards you, noticing that you were fighting back and kicking some serious butt
  • By the time Seven got there, he couldn’t even recognize the attackers face, also noting your bloody knuckles and bruising
  • He felt instant relief seeing that you were okay, although Seven did get scolded by you for leaving the house when he was sick
  • And Seven really ruined the moment by asking “So are the Honey Buddha Chips safe?” And getting a swift smack on the shoulder from you


  • You and V were just coming back from a nature photo shoot
  • V’s eye sight was starting to falter so he was constantly asking you to go along with him on his photo shoots to help set up and such
  • The two of you were happily chatting until some random man sneered at V, calling his photos trash and that he should quit being a photographer
  • V just calmly nodded and tried to pass the man but the man was quicker and pushed V to the ground, effectively twisting V’s ankle
  • The man then turned to you to take V’s equipment to smash but when you refused, the man started to become violent
  • V tried to get up to help you, but the pain in his ankle was too much plus he could barely see he two of you
  • He then heard the man let out a strangled groan followed by a thud
  • V felt your arms wrap around him, asking him if he was okay
  • But V was crying, he could make out the blood that covered your clothing and the small trickle of blood coming from the corner of your mouth
  • Even after your reassurance that you were okay, V only hugged you, crying into your shoulder as he promised to get the eye surgery


  • You and Saeran had just recently started your relationship but things were going smoothly
  • Saeran still had his anxiety issues so he was still going to his therapist
  • After the two of you started dating, Saeran was getting more nervous about going to his therapist, thinking that she would contort his mind and end of hurting you
  • So both of you made the consecutive decision to have you go along with Saeran to his therapist, greatly relieving the stressed boy
  • One day, Saeran went into a new therapy room where there was a window and he saw you sitting outside waiting for him on a nearby park bench
  • Knowing that you were near made Saeran feel at ease, that was until some stranger started getting close to you, demanding you hand over your bag
  • Saeran thought that he was just imagining things until he saw the man physically attack you, making Saeran rage
  • He pushed passed his confused therapist and ran outside to find the attacker unconscious and extremely bloody and you bruised but alright
  • Saeran pulled you into the tightest embrace that he could muster, telling you how sorry he was and how he would never leave your side again to make sure he would always protect you

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

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

It’s You [Zuho]

in which you’ve liked him since forever, but he’s got a girlfriend now

word count: 1,724

“Say I have a friend who has a girlfriend,” Juho asked you in the middle of your conversation with him, throwing you off completely.

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“I used to tell Walter, ‘Never start a fight… but always finish it.’ I didn’t start this fight… but by God, I’m going to finish it.”

Family Dinner

Originally posted by leafyislovely

[leafyishere X reader]

TITLE: family dinner

GENRE: fluff (i guess)


WARNING: profanity

AUTHOR: leafyisherefics 

REQUEST   Anonymous said: Could u write a fanfic where the readers brother is friends with leafy and u go to a family party and your brother brings along Calvin and u get to know him and u both end up really liking eachover ( nsfw or fluffy doesn’t matter either way)

Sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted, but I kind of have to put my own twist on things to actually be able to write something decent :P

Your name: submit What is this?

A loud blowing sound shook you awake. The sun arrogantly shone into your room through the gaps of the blinds as you groaned and moved around on your sheets. The sound was so loud and obnoxious and you had to question reality for a few seconds before realizing it was the sound of a vacuum.

The realization only made you groan louder and you started considering if you should drag yourself to the laundry room and drink Clorox with your breakfast this morning. But somehow you decided against it.

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He’s Not The Type

Originally posted by quicksilversmom

He’s Not The Type

Peter Maximoff X Reader

Written by: Hannah

Prompt(s): Could you do Peter Maximoff in which the reader has been trying to find him for a while because of things and no one really knows he has a girlfriend? Your writing is amazing btw!

Notes: Awe thanks dearie! One Peter Maximoff comin’ right up!

Warning(s): None.

“You know, I can’t help but notice that Peter doesn’t flirt too much.” Scott casually said during lunch one day. Jean raised an eyebrow, as did Jubilee and Kurt. Ororo rolled her eyes but smirked as Scott continued on. “I mean, he seems like the type to flirt a lot, but he doesn’t.”

Jean stopped eating and said, “He’s thought about flirting a lot, but he mainly keeps it to himself. I can only read his surface thoughts, though, so I’m no help as to why.”

“I’m pretty sure he has a girlfriend, guys.” Ororo shrugged. She took another bite of her sandwich and they all looked over to where Peter was finishing up with some of his P.E. students who stayed after because they had needed to finish a test. Jubilee blinked once or twice before giggling, “Nah, I don’t think so. Even if he doesn’t flirt, I doubt he’s the type to be held down by a lover.” The group continued watching before shrugging the conversation off and continuing with their lunch.


It was the next day and (y/n) hadn’t seen Peter in forever. It was getting to be too long, and they sighed as they pulled into the long driveway of the mansion. They were going on two years now, Peter and (y/n). They hadn’t seen each other since just before Apocalypse and afterwards Peter had gotten busy. Now that things were calming down, and with the second anniversary coming up, (y/n) decided a visit was in order.

Peter’s little group of friends were passing to their next class when they heard the door being knocked on. Peter, being busy on the other side of the campus teaching, didn’t know that (y/n) was here. The group opened the door to a smiling (y/n).

“Hello, my name’s (y/n). Has…Is Peter around? I know he teaches most days so I’m hoping I didn’t come at a bad time.” Scott blinked for a second, because damn (y/n) was really cute, before nodding and pointing towards the gym.

“Yeah uh, the gym’s that way…Lunch is in the next hour or so, so if you need to talk to him you can find him then. But you’ll have to check in with the Professor for a guest pass.” Scott then pointed towards Charles’s office just down the hall. (y/n) smiled and nodded, thanking them before heading for the Professor’s.


Lunch rolled around rather quick. (y/n) walked in, Charles rolling  beside them happily. The two were chatting. When Peter ran in Charles sent him a quick message via telepathy. The grin that spread across his face was infectious, because (y/n) was smiling like that too. The speedster ran over and hugged (y/n) tight, laughing and kissing and swinging them in a circle.

“(y/n)! Oh baby you’re here! Happy second! God, I haven’t gotten your present yet, hun! I’m so sorry, I’ve been busy with school and-”

“It’s okay Peter! Just seeing you is a present enough.” (y/n) purred. The two swayed there, talking softly and making up for lost time. Peter led them over to the lunch counter where they got food and sat together under a tree, eating together. Charles smirked and looked over to Erik, “I told you he had a lover.”

Scott’s head swiveled over to their conversation. The entire group was shocked about this, because they ended up making bets the night earlier about whether or not he was truly in a relationship (they just couldn’t seem to let the topic go). Erik scoffed, “Yeah yeah, ten bucks. I’m surprised you guessed right. Did you look into his head?”

“Me? Nooo! He was just….Projecting a lot. I couldn’t have ignored them even if I wanted to.” Charles smiled. Erik frowned. The former pouted, “You think I cheated? Trust me, I can barely read his thoughts as is. If he wasn’t projecting so much I wouldn’t have known!”

Peter, sitting next to (y/n), grinned and kissed his lover firmly on their temple. He sighed happily as they shifted so they were cuddling together. Everything felt right again, in Peter Maximoff’s world.


like i want to watch the show because the story seems a bit more enticing than before and JACKSON IS BACK THE GUY IVE WANTED TO COME BACK SINCE HE LEFT and i’m a stupid sterek shipper


this season tho


so yeah idk how i feel about watching the last season

Solangelo and MDH

Okay so I started this like forever ago (not from a prompt or anything, just something that popped into my head) & I feel so bad for not doing any of the one shots I said I was gonna do last weekend so I finished this up! Please enjoy and keep on waitin for those one shots! 

Will watched from the corner of the crowded coffee shop as Mister-Dark-Hair arrived, right at his usual time. Will had been coming to this coffee shop since his freshman year of college and he’d seen MDH there every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday at the same time since Wills sophomore year. He would always sit in a far off spot, away from most others, and do whatever it was he brought with him to do. Will thought he’d seen him with a sketch book a few times, but those days seemed like MDH had less books then other times, so maybe it was a hobby, rather than a major. Will always stared at the unknown man when he was in the shop, but had never had the courage to strike up a conversation. MDH grabbed his usual caramel swirl hot coffee and looked for a seat. There was only one lone table left and it happened to be the one next to Will Solace.

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chicken-taco-potato  asked:

okay i am HELLA HELLA late on the bandwagon, but how do you feel about Taemin and Naeun during and after we got married thing? If you don't mind me asking (/w\) thank yooou!!

You know what…I’m gonna have to get back to you on that…

Because I actually haven’t watched it. I’ve seen lots of random clips, but never sat down and watched the whole show…which I have downloaded on my computer…lol. Now that I’m all done with my all this shit with my dad’s house…and since I just finished watching Lookout and  Fight My Way, I think I’ll start that instead of another kdrama. Thanks for reminding me. I’ve been meaning to watch it FOREVER. I’ll start that this afternoon and make a post about it after I finish watching, okay? I forget how many episodes it is, but it’s probably gonna take me a couple of days to get through it.

Now I’ve got something to look forward to when I wake up! Goodnight everyone

Bodyguard!AU: Off Day

Just a pure fluff fic for a recent Chanzaria AU I created, and I’m instantly in love with it. I wanted to finish tomorrow, but since one of my buddies @vanilla0chinchilla is going on a trip to an anime con tomorrow, I thought I would make this quick before she goes!

This is for you, Van :D! And apologies for any errors and lack of excitement.

Things have certainly changed in the Winter Kingdom ever since the arrival of the new bodyguard, Chansin, who was hired to protect Princess Blizzaria. It was rather interesting, at least for the most part. Chansin is a strong, fearless, and serious ronin who is always there for the princess, coming in very quickly when an intruder is approaching. He has a strong sense of authority, who isn’t in the mood for any nonsense most of the time. Half of the guards in the kingdom fear him for his frustrated attitude, always yelling down at them for being so foolish in not focusing on their duties.

And the fact that he is very overprotective of his princess would sometimes make Blizzaria a little embarrassed. She would watch him run into her at a fast pace, wondering if there’s any trouble. She’s glad that he’s looking out for her, but it can be pretty annoying once and a while. But Chansin can’t help it though, as he secretly loves his princess, more than anything. Always being by her side, wishing that they would be together forever. But he doesn’t even want to admit it, usually acting serious around his love to not let her notice.

Blizzaria is happy that he would sometimes spend time with her more, but she’s a bit upset when he seems to be more focused on his job, not to mention nearly scaring her guards half to death. But soon, she had an idea in helping him relax just this once, and hopefully there won’t be any more assassins nearby to ruin it.

One afternoon, the princess had just finished filling in some paperwork for her royal assignments. She felt real tired though, as she had been this way throughout the entire day. But it was a nice day outside. She suppose that a walk around the garden would be satisfying enough, she might as well bring her royal bodyguard along. The last time she met up with him was just this morning, when he served her some breakfast. Maybe she could use this opportunity to at least spend some peaceful time with him, without him getting frantic or paranoid about his job. She can only wish it were to happen.

Walking down the hallways, and greeting a few of her subjects, she made her way to Chansin’s room where she knocked ono the door. “Chansin?” She called for him.

Inside his room, the fierce bodyguard was busy doing some exercising, mainly some push-ups while his shirt was taken off. It was important to keep practicing so he can strengthen up in case of any future attackers. He just has to focus on his training, no distractions. Closing his eyes, he meditated about his main goals. Focusing, fighting, looking out for enemies, his princess’ voice calling out to him…wait. She was really calling out for him.

Blushing a little, he got up from the floor and responded. “Y-yes, my princess?”

Blizzaria can’t help but smile a little once she heard him. He must’ve been stuttering as always, she can’t help but find it cute. “I’m heading out to the garden. Are you coming with me?”

“Why yes, of course!” Chansin immediately answered. “It’s important for me to be by your side at all times. I shall even bring in my sword just in case!”

The ice princess sighed in embarrassment. “Okay then.” She understood that he has to protect her, but he doesn’t have to go that far. “I’ll be waiting for you by the entrance.”

The young bodyguard heard her footsteps fading away once she left her door. He even peeked out for a bit to make sure that she was leaving safely. Making a small sigh in relief, he went back inside to get ready.

He put on his typical uniform, knowing that it’s important to wear it, to show off his honor of the kingdom he was in. Just like, the first kingdom he was from…

Putting his sword in his scabbard and straightening his hat, he got out of his room and marched as fast as he could to reach his princess. He passed by a few guards, in which they secretly shivered a little in return, but he was aware of it. The whole guards in the kingdom feared him, making him nicknamed as “The Beast” for his angry presence. But deep down, he wished to at least bond with them more often, hoping he wouldn’t see the same reactions from them every day and night.

He soon made it to the garden’s entrance as he approached his princess. “My princess. I have a—“ He soon stopped to see something beautiful before him.

Standing in front of him was his princess, wearing a nice light blue yukata rather than her usual kimono. The only difference was that it was sleeveless, revealing her arms. And without her glacial clip, her hair was flowing as ever. Chansin just stood there in total awe, watching Blizzaria standing there so beautifully. He knew that she was always like this whenever he sees her, but this was just something to behold. He started to blush, his eyes sparkling, unaware that she was trying to reach out to him.

“Um, my bodyguard? Are you feeling alright?” Blizzaria asked him, feeling slightly worried. But then, she noticed some shades of red appearing from his cheeks.

Chansin heard her calls as his blush went even tenser. He turned away a little. “W-why yes. I am.” I was just noticing how beautiful you a—GAH, what’s even wrong with me!? He thought to himself.

He then sees her giggling a little. “I see that you were admiring my outfit. I had no choice really, it is pretty hot today.”

Even her little laugh was adorable. Chansin tried to make a serious face, not wanting to break it. He then thought about changing the subject. “So, what do you want to do first?”

“Well, I was thinking we can sit over there on one of the trees, and just relax. We can even bring some tea and cookies over.” Blizzaria explained. “If you want me to get them, I could—“

“N-no way!” Chansin objected. “I cannot allow you to go alone! I shall go to the kitchen with you! I cannot let you go without me and end up getting in danger!”

Blizzaria sighed again. He can be so protective of her… “Alright then. How about this? You can go and get what we need and I’ll wait for you outside?”

Chansin gasped in chock. “T-that’s even worse! Going outside alone is a complete danger zone! An intruder might sneak up on you and you might get hurt!”

“It’s alright, I’ll be fine.” She gave him a reassuring smile. “If anything, I’ll call out to you and the guards if anything.” She then put a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Just do it for me…”

Chansin instantly blushed once she touched his shoulder. He wanted to object again, but it was for his princess anyway. He wouldn’t let her down. And now her touching his shoulder was immediately making him feel uneasy. Not that there was a problem with her touching him, as that would sometimes happen during an attack. But when she does in a rather intimate way, it makes him feel embarrassed.

He gently got off of her and made a stern look. “Alright fine, but I will be quick. Just please do not leave by my sight.”

Blizzaria smiled again. “I understand.”

Chansin blushed again by the sight of her cute smile, but quickly made a small huff and turned away. “Ugh, I’ll be off!” He then ran down to the hallways with ease, trying to find the kitchen.

Watching her bodyguard leaving so fast, the ice princess made another sigh. She just hoped that her plan would go well as she hoped…

As Chansin approached the kitchen doors, he slammed them open, widening his eyes to a peculiar sight. Most of the chefs cornered around together in one spot from his left, trying to get rid of something. And that something was just a small rat, as they tried to hit it with any supplies lying around the room.

Seeing such foolishness made Chansin groan in disgust. He was hoping that they would be preparing some food, just in case if his princess needed something to eat. But nope, they were busy dealing with a rat of all things. And judging by a few stoves and counters being empty, it seems that they were dealing with the little creature all afternoon.

Making an annoyed growl, he didn’t even know what to do at this point. He wanted to shout at them for their idiotic behavior and demand them to get back to their jobs and kill the rat himself. But however it would be a waste of time. He cannot even tell his princess about this, she would be very upset. But since he was good at cooking, he has no choice but to make the tea and cookies all by himself.

Ignoring the screaming and yelling from the other chefs, he rounded up all the materials he needed in a fast pace, and put them together in one counter. He then analyzed what the princess needed. Of course, her favorite tea is green tea, mostly chilled. Her favorite cookies are snowball cookies, reminds her of how much she adores the winter season. Chansin remembered these facts pretty well and easily knew how to make them to not let his princess waiting.

He started with the cookies, instantly mixing all of the ingredients in a bowl and mixing them all together. The chefs slowly started to watch him cooking in such a fast pace, and yet, no mistakes. They watched in awe once Chansin laid the cookies on a tray, and rather cooking them in the oven, he uses his fire powers to cook them instead. He let the cookies cool down as he started to make the tea.

He was making everything so fast, that all of the chefs were watching in shock and awe. Even the rat that they were trying to kill took a moment to watch him.

By the time he was finished, he placed everything together neatly as he prepared to leave the kitchen. But before he could do so, he stopped for a moment to speak with the chefs. “I already see that you were impressed by my cooking style. But that was because I had to hurry for my princess.” He said sternly to them. “So quit acting so foolish,” he then glared at them. “AND DO YOUR JOB RIGHT!!” he yelled loudly.

As expected, all of the chefs cowered in fear by his outburst. Even the rat was scared as it actually died right after fainting.

With a huff, Chansin rushed his way out, leaving the chefs to witness what they just seen.

He really did made such a change to the kingdom.

The young bodyguard made it back to the garden as fast as he could. Ten minutes have passed, he hoped that he didn’t upset his princess for taking too long. He rushed outside, looking around to see where his princess was. Maybe she’s not here. Maybe she had been kidnapped or even killed!

“Princess!?” Chansin cried out for her. “Princess!?”

“I’m right over here!”

He heard her voice coming by as he turned to see her sitting down under a tree, motioning him to come over. Chansin made a sigh of relief. She was still safe, thank goodness. And she seems to not be angry at all once he was out. That was good too.

“My princess.” He soon joined her, placing the items gently on the floor before sitting down very formally. “My apologies for keeping you waiting. I know that you are upset with me…” he frowned a little, feeling a bit ashamed.

Blizzaria made a small giggle. “There’s no need. I’m fine. But thank you for bringing the tea and cookies for me.” She clasped her hands together. “I really appreciate it.”

Chansin blushed once again but shrugged it off with a huff. His emotions are getting the better of him. He might as well take is easy for now since it feels rather calm today. Not a single attack in sight all day. But he still needs to make sure he senses something coming by. He cannot let his guard down. Pouring some tea in his cup, he took a small sip and watched his princess taking a bite off of one of the cookies. “H-how does it taste?” he asked her.

“This actually tastes amazing!” Blizzaria’s smile beamed as she took a few more bites. “The chefs must have made it special for me!”

Chansin can’t help but tell her the truth anyway. As it was a way to make her feel proud of him. “I actually made this myself.” He said, a little shyly.

He watched her eyes widened in surprise. “You actually made all of this? For me?” She then smiled. “That’s actually so sweet of you!”

His blush became deeper once she said such kind words to him. But as expected, he turned away from her in a huff. “W-w-well, yes! Of course I had too! The other chefs in the kitchen were acting foolish as usual so I had no choice but to cook everything myself!” He explained.

“Well I can see that they were having a bit of a problem with that rat. But still, I really appreciate for what you did for me. I didn’t know what you were such a great cook!”

Her nice words nearly made him crack as his face was turning red. Luckily, he was still wearing his scarf and hat so he hid his face while taking a forceful bite out of his cookie.

“My bodyguard.” Blizzaria then started to tease him playfully. “I know that you’re blushing.”

He started to make a small scream as he felt like he was puffing smoke. “D-d-don’t be so foolish! I am not!”

“I know you are~.” She gave him a cute wink, trying not to laugh.

Finally, Chansin screamed in frustration. “UGH, JUST STOP THAT!!”

They finally finished their little tea party as they grabbed all of their things together. Chansin then got up preparing to return back to the kingdom. “I suppose that we should return now. I sense that staying here for too long won’t be safe.” He said, slowly walking off.


He quickly stopped and turned to his princess. “What is it, my princess?” Does she need anything? Was there any danger?

“Um well…” Blizzaria blushed lightly, tugging on her right arm. “I was just thinking that maybe you and I can just relax under the tree together. B-but it’s just going to be for a couple of minutes!”

Chansin’s face instantly flushed, but he was also in shock. “W-what!?” he stammered. “B-but my princess, are you sure that this is a good idea!? I mean, I understand that you want to relax, but outside may have a few intruders lurking around! I even made sure that I sensed one! I think it’s best if we should stay inside for now…”

But as he look another look at her, he already regretted his decision. His princess looked rather forlorn, as if his words have instantly shattered her heart. He then slapped himself. “Oh god, what have I done! I-I must apologize my princess! I didn’t really mean to—“

“No, it’s fine.” Blizzaria interrupted him, trying not to feel sad. “I understand that you want to protect me. It’s just that…I wish you were just more calm, trying to feel relaxed.” She was on the verge of breaking tears. “But you seem to be focused more on your job than…” The princess didn’t even finished her sentence as she didn’t even dare not to say it.

Chansin instantly felt like a fool what he had done. All he wanted was to at least do the rightful thing, but there’s something that he must always know: the princess really loved him. And breaking her heart over something that she wants to spend time with him feels rather cruel. He knew that it would be risky, knowing that his true feelings for her might be revealed. But would she feel the same way? That question may seem too obvious for him, but he was wasting time anyway. Taking a deep breath, he started to change his mind.

“You know what? W-we’ll just rest together. Just as you wish.”

He started to feel happy once Blizzaria made a warm smile and instantly hugged him, making him blush. “Thank you so much, Chansin!”

He felt steam coming out of him as he tried to contain himself. But the princess’ soft body kept him from doing so. “Y-you’re welcome, m-my princess!” he squeaked.

Blizzaria can’t help but giggle at how cute he is. She likes him that way more than who he truly was. But then again, his strong demeanor made her think that he was rather attractive…

Chansin was then released from their hug as he made another stern look. “But however, it will only be for about five minutes!”

Blizzaria pouted. “What? That’s not fair. What about ten minutes?”

“No! Only five!”



“Thirty, at least?”

“No, it has to be five minutes!”

“Oh please, my bodyguard?” She gave him a cute, pleading look.

He can’t say no to that face. And besides, it was for her sake really. Chansin then groaned. “Alright, thirty minutes, and then we head back.”

Blizzaria smiled as she made a small wink. “Thank you. Now let’s get going!” She happily made her way back to the same tree.

Chansin sighed in frustration, wondering if this is a good idea, but remained calm anyway. Besides, he is glad that he was finally spending more time with his princess. Alone, and away from anyone else. It’s just him and her, and the world around them.

Making his way back to the tree, he slowly took off his scarf and hat, laying them neatly on the grass before sitting on the floor. He looked on his left side to see Blizzaria laying on the tree, already feeling relaxed. He can’t help but smile at her face, looking so beautiful when she sleeps. She just feels so peaceful, even when she’s with him. Something like this made Chansin feel warm inside, everytime he was with her. When they’re alone, he can’t say it or show it, but he deeply loves her as always. Wanting to feel close with her, wanting to stay together with her. That’s what he truly desired.

He slowly moved up to his princess, wanting to feel her head resting on his chest. Should he really do it? Was he that scared to do? She’s just sleeping it seems so it wouldn’t be a problem would it?

Okay Chansin, just…just gently move close by He thought to himself. Just don’t make a fool of yourself… Just do it…

He carefully moved close, he was almost there. He was going to make it, until he heard her murmuring. He almost jumped once she was starting to wake up. He decided to immediately move back until he felt both of her arms wrapping around him.

“Chansin…” She said softly, wanting him to come to her.

The young bodyguard was feeling red once he was held so close to her body, he could feel her chest, her body, her breathing face. It felt so nice but yet so embarrassing, he wanted to break free, but for some reason he could not. He was fully trapped.

“M-m-my princess!?” He squealed.

Blizzaria giggled. “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you…” She moved her face up to his neck. “My bodyguard…you feel so nice.” She said breathlessly.

O-oh my lord! SHE’S MAKING ME BLUSH! He thought in a panicked mood. What do I even do!? But yet, it feels rather…comfortable…

He felt her rubbing his head gently as he turned to see her giving him a warm smile. “You know I always love it when you’re with me. I just feel safe whenever I’m by your side…” She held on to him a little more tightly. “I know you feel the same way as well. I’m just so glad to be with you…” She then kissed on the forehead. His surprised expression made her laugh a little.

Chansin on the other hand was more than surprised. He was completely shocked when she kissed him. Was this really true? Was the one person that he truly loved really loved him back? It was truly impossible, he thought that they won’t be able to be together. But judging from what he just witnessed, it’s truly real. Realizing it further, he immediately started to blush as he got off of her and nearly screamed in embarrassment.

Blizzaria tilted her head in confusion. Was he feeling alright? Or did she made him confused by her confession?

“W-wait, let me just clear my head for a second…” Chansin stuttered, not knowing what to do.

The ice princess knew that she was making him feel uncomfortable. She didn’t really meant to. She watched him preparing to head back inside. “Chansin, wait! I—ah!” She soon tripped on a rock as she about to fall off.

“Princess!” Luckily, Chansin quickly ran in to save her in time. Unfortunately, he lost his balance and ended up landing on the floor with her.

As his eyes slowly opened, they widened in shock to see that was on top of his princess, his face getting so close to hers. He immediately moved back up, but just a little, as he felt like he was in some kind of trance. Seeing her adorable face made him feel so great. He still didn’t knew why.

“Blizzaria…” He spoke up, saying her actual name this time. “I-I’m so sorry, I just didn’t…”

His princess just stared at him, her eyes glimmering so brightly. She raised her right hand up and gently rubbed on his cheek. “It’s alright, my love. You don’t have to apologize…” She smiled a little as she moved down his face to hers, causing their lips to press together.

Chansin at first was obviously shocked and wanted to let her stop, but on the other hand, he cannot help himself. The princess’ lips were cold but yet so soft. He then kissed her back, bit made it more passionate than hers.

After a minute of having their moment, they finally stopped to look at each other.

“You…you actually like me…” Chansin whispered.

Blizzaria made a warm smile. “Of course, you silly…” She whispered back.

“I just thought that you didn’t had the same way, that we cannot be together at all…”

“Of course we can. Even if they deny it, we will still be together…”

Chansin smiled back as they shared another kiss together, cuddling each other by the tree.

For the next few minutes, the sun was slowly going down as the two decided to walk back inside, planning to continue their moment for later…

anonymous asked:

suspian don't exist in the books.

Yes, anon. Suspian doesn’t exist in the books. I’m pretty much sure of this since I read them a billion of years ago. 

But Caspian and Susan were pretty much canon in the movies. If you pay attention in my posts about them, it is obvious my acknowledgment of it. And it doesn’t make me ship them any less and doesn’t make what I saw with my eyes any less beautiful.

I’m sorry if somehow this end up sounding rude, maybe your intention was kind and you just wanted to inform me about the book or maybe you’re just like million haters I’ve seen. I rant because I got sick for ALL those years since 2008 (lawd maybe even back 2007 while filming), many Narnia fans attacking people who ship Suspian or write in all social medias everytime someone comments about them “they don’t exist! they don’t exist! You can’t!!” like it’s a crime to ship. So I’m sorry if after 7 years I have no patience for this. I know some people don’t know or only watched the movies, and I think everyone who ships them at some point should know too.

But it’s not my case. So don’t be surprised but many people who actually read the books started shipping them when the movie came, so this thing of “movieverse ignorant people who don’t read the books”  that I’ve seen for all this time not only disrepectful but also bs. If part of the fandom hates the idea of them, well, their problem, other part loved it. 

Ship Suspian doesn’t make me hate on the books story developped between Caspian and Liliandil (that actualy happened after Prince Caspian’s story). They got a beautiful storyline in the books, and after the pc movie came part of it made me wish was suspian tho. But just bc 

Plus the way Suspian was developped in the movie was so well done and also SO subtle (they didn’t get deeper in number of scenes or anything bc they didn’t want steal focus and even deleted one of their scenes, which is ok, because thank god Ben and Anna DID everything I needed at least. They said EVERYTHING WITH THEIR EYES. There were a silence but their eyes were a whole vocabulary, you can read everything they felt) and respectfull that actually it didn’t affect anything of what will happen in the end, on contrary they created a love that had so much potential and killed any hope to ever happen just after, making their love impossible, they just added another perspective. I loved they gave this background to Caspian with Susan, her being his first love. (each other’s first love).

To me was actually a brilliant add to the story, the only thing is that was so good that made many hearts break in billion pieces because will forever make some of us “oh boy, what if…-cue to sobs-” and basically live in the AU land. I will always be grateful for Andrew and screenwriters for break my heart like that, because I like that little add, and that’s bc before the movie and speculation I was “but… why?” and when I watched it was so sweet, and I knew why.

Well, since this is not an essay about Suspian, but my reply about your comment. I finish here. If you’re sweet and just wanted me to know, sorry, I do know and just had to rant away. If you’re a hater. Not Sorry.

Stream Closed

Looks like I only brought 45min worth of material;;

I’ll try to work on some request sketches and be streaming again soon (maybe tomorrow??)

One day I’ll build the confidence to draw start to finish with people watching. For some reason, I just get too nervous in the sketching phase since it takes me forever, with multiple tries, before I get something I like.

Who knows, after I get the last 2 requests done from my last round, I could maybe do a request stream?

Any thoughts on that?

so i just watched season two of attack on titan in one day. 

i also rewatched season 1 in three days because i forgot everything since the first time i watched it way back then. 

honestly. 3(4?) years just for season 2? my god. 

now you’re telling me i have to wait for season 3??? i cannot 

Guess who finished watching Marble Hornets? THIS GAL

Anyway, yeah! I’ve started watching Marble Hornets, wish I have fallen in love with. Though, once again I have joined very late to the fandom.

I just drew Jay and Slender/Operator since I’m still learning how to draw the others. I will draw them eventually, but I just wanted to do a little thing(wish actually took me forever) and it was worth it! It came out really good! I’ll stop rambling now ;w;

Teacher!Luke 3

I walked to the room alone, without Mike and Ash since they decided to skip today. Especially after what happened.

And as per usual, I was always the early bird an so was the boys, leaving me with some students.

Mr. Hemmings came in a few moments later and stared into me like he was waiting for something, with me just rolling my eyes and looking away.

This is gonna go great.

“Finished or not finished, I’ll go to each of your desks and check it personally to avoid any cheating. We still have ten minutes anyway.” Mr. Hemmings said, causing a few inappropriate comments and groans circulate around the room.

“Yeah, Mr. Hemmings! Teach me a lesson!” Amanda yelled, making her minions giggle obnoxiously.

Mr. Hemmings rolled his eyes, but in the same time, lightly smirked. He somehow loved the attention.

After a couple of minutes and papers, ge finally reached my desk and gave me a confused expression.

I just gave him a stone cold look when he eyed me suspiciously.

“What? No ‘good morning’?” He asked before licking his lips and kneeling to match the height of my chair and turning my paper to his view.

“Morning.” I said briefly.

“No ‘good’?” He asked again.

“It’s not exactly one. Don’t you want to talk to someone that’s important to you?” I said coldly.

He just gave me an angered glare before continuing on checking my paper.

I finished gathering my things after the bell rang, I waited as the last person in line until Michael approached me.

“Y/N! I haven’t seen you in forever!” The blonde-dyed haired boy which was a jock, said before crashing ito me and pulling me into a tight hug.

After a few seconds with fits of giggles, we were the only ones in the room.

With Mr. Hemmings.

And he was fucking watching us like his life depended on it.

Michael and I are kinda best friends, since he just lives three blocks away from me.

But I’m not just as close with him just like with Calum and Ashton. Well, since he was a jock and I was fucking Y/N.

“You mean for like a week! What happened?”

“Got the flu, though. Made me feel like my head was rolling around in like a puddle.” He laughed.

“Thought you were as sick as a mule?”

“Shut up. Now anyways, mom’s making lasagna tonight!” He said excitedly.

God, Karen’s lasagna was fucking heaven in my mouth.

“Oh my fuck, I missed Karen’s lasagna so fucking much.”

“I know! That’s why I’m inviting you to my house later!”

“Fuck yeah! What time?”

“Don’t know. Anytime you want to come around. I’m almost awake everytime of the day and night. Bye!” He said before hugging me one last time.

I could already feel Mr. Hemmings’ stare burning through me.

Once Michael left, he cleared his throat and stepped in front of me.

“Detention. Later.” He said with raging eyes.

“What the fuck? Why?”

“For cussing on your teacher.”

“It’s not in the school rules.”

“And I don’t fucking care. Detention. Later.”

Request for other parts :)

anonymous asked:

Hi sweety! If it's totally fine with you could you make a Yixing angst were you guys have been in a relationship(4years) and you just push him away and he gets sad and couldn't control his emotions on a interview but please a good ending! Thx bb♥♥

Hi hi, here you go! I hope you enjoy! This kind of got away from me, so I’m sorry about that! ^.^ And it’s only slightly angst, hope that’s fine.

It’s your four-year anniversary and you’re sitting in an empty dining room all alone.

You play around with your food, sighing as you push it around on the plate. Your cheek is resting on your palm, your eyes drooping with tiredness. Yixing’s favorite lipstick is smeared across your lips, but you’ve wiped at your mouth so much that you’re sure it’s spread down to your chin by now. You glance at the wall one last time, waiting for the clock to ding to signify that another hour has passed. And sure enough, ding! You sigh, bringing the glass to your lips. You swallow it all in one gulp, slamming the empty glass on the table. There’s just one plate set out in front of you, and it remains untouched. You weren’t delusional anymore, you know Yixing won’t be home for this anniversary, he never is. So by the time your second anniversary rolled around, you’ve stopped setting up a plate for him. Instead you settle on a phone call, a hurried, Hey baobei, I’m so sorry. I love you. I promise we’ll go out when I get home! I love you so much, let’s spend twenty more years together okay? I have to go now, bye. I love you. And then the line is dead before you can even whisper back that you love him too. But you always do, the phone gripped tightly in your hand as you whisper into the dead line, I love you too Yixing.

And this year is no different.

Your phone rings at just the right time, and you glance at it, your head slightly fuzzy. You sigh out sadly when you see the name that flashes across the screen, along with the picture that you have set up for his contact. It’s a picture you took when you barely moved in with Yixing. It was your first night in the brand new apartment he got, and neither of you bothered to take anything out of the boxes. Yixing spent the whole day walking with you from room to room, explain what each one was for. This is for when we have people over. This is where I’ll write you songs. This is our bedroom. He says, his arms wrapping around your waist, nuzzling his head in the crook of your shoulder. You had smiled then, resting your hands on top of his, imaging the life you were going to build together. You were so excited that night that Yixing and you spent all afternoon unpacking every pillow and blanket you could find. You threw them on the ground, making a makeshift bed, and after having a quick pillow fight with Yixing (which ends when you wrap your arms around his back and breathe down his neck, causing him to break down in squeals as he shoves you away, yelling Fine fine! I give up, you win baobei!), you both snuggle underneath the blankets. Yixing falls asleep quickly, and you do too, smiling to yourself. And when you wake up the next morning, you see Yixing smiling in his sleep, and so you grab your phone and just as you’re about to take a picture, Yixing opens his eyes slowly, a slow grin spreading across his lips. And you snap a picture at the perfect time, when his eyes are full of love and his smile is pure and his hair is askew, and so you made it his contact picture. And so that’s the picture that flashes on your screen now, your phone buzzing on the table.

You find yourself frowning looking down at it, your mind overflowing with memories of times when you didn’t know any better. And you find your finger sliding across the screen, hitting Ignore. You get a sick sense of satisfaction when the phone starts ringing again soon after, and this time you don’t move at all, just letting it go to voicemail. And the process is repeated soon after, your phone rings and you don’t move an inch to try to answer it. Finally it dings, alerting you of a new voicemail.

Baobei? His voice is worried, frantic almost, and it makes you feel guilty. Baobei, are you okay? Please let me know you’re okay. I’m sorry I can’t be there today. I love you.

And because he’s still Yixing and you’re still you, you call back. He answers on the second ring, his voice frantically calling out your name and you just hum quietly as he asks you if you’re okay. You’re too busy pouring yourself another drink to respond, and before you know it Yixing is giving you the same speech as before, the one he gives you every year, and this time when he hangs up, you don’t whisper out that you love him too. Instead, your fingers tightly grasp onto the phone, and you whisper to the ghosts of your apartment, something that you’re scared to say but you say it anyway.

I don’t know if I love you anymore.

You blink at the realization of what you’ve just said, your eyes wet, and you find your chest heaving. You drop your phone noisily on the counter, wishing you could take back the words. It doesn’t matter, no one was around to hear them, and you don’t know if that makes it worse. Feeling horrible, you pick your phone back up and you manage to see through your tears long enough to type out a message to Yixing. I love you too. So much. It’s okay. Don’t be sorry. I love you.

And even as you hit send, your heart still feels empty. You wrap your arms around yourself, because no one is around to hug you now. And as you start to get ready for bed, leaving the untouched plate of food on the table, you know he won’t respond back. He’s too busy, always too busy for you. And as you drift off to sleep, wearing one of his shirts as you snuggle into his side of the bed (it doesn’t smell like him anymore; it smells like your shampoo and the laundry detergent you use, but you like to pretend that you can distinctly smell his scent underneath it all), you resign yourself to the fact that you’ll live the rest of your relationship like this. You’ll always have half a boyfriend, a boyfriend who’s never really here, a boyfriend who comes as rarely as a comet. You close your eyes tightly, reminding yourself that is what you want. And it is, you’d live the rest of your life like this if it meant that Yixing would smile at you like he does. It’s a special smile, reserved just for you on nights when you’re both too lazy to get up, when you’re just lounging in bed, your fingers lazily drawing on the others skin, and he smiles at you like he’s never seen anything so beautiful or like he’s never been as happy. You’d live the rest of your life like this as long as it meant that Yixing would call you when the moon is high in the sky when he’s on the other side of world, calling you just because he misses your voice. His voice is always soft, caring and gentle, and he tells you about everything and nothing at the same time. And every time before he hangs up, he whispers. I love you so much. I miss you. And you smile, even though he can’t see it, and you whisper that you love him too.

You’d live the rest of your life in this solitude you’re living in now, you really would, but you’re starting to wonder if the empty feeling in your chest is worth living with too.

And so time passes by, and Yixing doesn’t come home for who knows how long. But when he finally does step through those doors, a wide smile on his face as he smells his favorite meal cooking, he doesn’t suspect anything. You’re not surprised when he comes up behind you, his arm snaking around your waist as he presses a soft kiss to the hollow underneath your ear. His touch is familiar, warm and gentle, and it makes you feel alive again, but you’ve already made up your mind about this a long time ago, so you just smile at him, whispering that the food is almost ready. Lay sighs against your skin, falling back into your usual routine like he hasn’t been gone since forever. He walks around you and starts setting up the table, talking fast and animated about all the activities he’s done since he’s seen you last. You smile at him happily, but on the inside your heart pounds loudly. You set the plate in front of him as he finishes speaking. His hands are clasped together in front of him, a happy smile on his face as he watches you take a seat. His hand reaches out for yours and he squeezes it gently, his face lighting up as soon as his eyes meet yours, and you almost start to take back what you were planning on doing, but then he says it. “We just have one last interview to go to tomorrow, and then we’re going to start promoting the new song at broadcasts.” He starts to dig into the food, but you’re frozen in your seat, a sinking feeling in your chest because it’s never going to be over. He’s always going to be busy, busy busy busy Yixing.

And you find yourself blurting it out, nothing like how you planned.

“Yixing, I’m leaving.” 

He looks at you strangely, wiping his mouth with the napkin. “Oh? Where are you going?” 

You gulp and you find that you can’t look at his eyes, those laughing and trusting eyes of his, as you whisper out, “That’s not what I meant.”

Yixing looks at you confused, his eyes scanning you and then something clicks in his mind. He takes a look at you more closely, noticing the way you’re avoiding his eyes, and he sees the tears glistening in your eyes, and he feels like he can’t breathe because surely he’s wrong. Surely you’re not saying what he thinks you’re saying? He talks through the lump in his throat, and he repeats his question. “Baobei,” his voice is thick, “where are you going?”

You say nothing, biting your lip as the tears finally spill over and run down your cheeks. Yixing immediately reaches out, his fingers brushing your tears away, and this makes you cry harder. You push his hand away, looking at him through your tears and you see the lost and confused look on his face. It completely breaks your heart, and you basically have to force the words out, but you manage to do it. I can’t do this anymore.

It’s quiet for a moment, Yixing just staring blankly at you, and you wonder if he even heard you, but then Yixing is clenching his fists, his jaw hard as he gulps loudly. His eyes are wet as he blinks at you, his chest moving with every ragged breath he takes. His voice is low and soft, sad and lost and broken as he mutters only one word. Why?

And you don’t know what to say. You could say many things. You’re never here. I don’t know what we’re doing anymore. I love you so much but I don’t know if I can live like this forever. Nothing seems good enough, so you say nothing, just look down at your hands. You can hear Yixing start to cry, a horrible noise wrecking his chest as he desperately reaches out for your hands. You look up at his face, taking in the frazzled look on his face and the tears streaming down his cheeks. His voice is desperate, pleading, as he says, “Please don’t.”

And then Yixing is dropping to his knees in front of you, his arms tight around your waist as he rests his head on your lap. His hold is tight, his tears fall onto your legs, and he’s frantically placing kisses on your thighs, whispering over and over, “Please don’t do this, please.”

You have no right to touch him, you’re hurting him like how you promised you never would, and yet you find your hands running through his hair, the soft tendrils easily slipping through your fingers. Your sobs quiet down as his get louder, his chest vibrating with every broken noise he makes, and you find yourself whispering I’m so sorry Yixing, I love you over and over.

Yixing lifts his head up, his eyes clashing with yours, and in a desperate attempt to get you to change your mind, he leans up and presses a hard kiss on your mouth. His lips are wet with his tears, and they taste bitter on your tongue, but you find yourself kissing him back, your hands in his hair pressing him closer to you. He makes a soft noise, standing up, picking you up in his arms easily. It’s been so long since you’ve felt Yixing’s hand on your skin, so long since you’ve felt the soft caress of his touch, and even though you know that you have no right, you press your body tighter against his. Yixing walks you to your bedroom, the room that’s more yours than his, and he lays you down softly on the bed. His kisses are soft now, still desperate, but they’re gentler on your skin, his hands sliding up your shirt, his hands undressing you quickly, and then Yixing is loving you in the way that only he can do. Every touch drives you crazy, every kiss and movement makes your heart ache, and every once in a while, Yixing will call out your name softly. His eyes are sad, full of love and adoration, and this feels so familiar, so familiar that it makes your throat close up. Yixing looks at you as he moves slowly, leaning down to press a kiss to your jaw, his voice soft as he whispers, “I love you.”

And after, when you’re done, Yixing holding you in his arms as he breathes gently, his eyes closed in sleep, you find yourself whispering it back. I love you too. But that doesn’t change the fact that the next day Yixing wakes up to an empty house, finding a hastily written note that reads in your handwriting I’m sorry.

And so life goes on.

You’re forced to see Yixing everywhere, forced to see his smiling face as he sings on stage, sings about love and happiness and all the good things in the world. You wonder if he sold your apartment, or if he still lives there. If he does, you wonder if he took down every photo of you that was hanging up. You still have every picture, every text, every voicemail, even the last one. You listen to it when you get nostalgic, listen to the soft timber of his voice as he whispers, “Please let me know you’re okay. I’m sorry I can’t be there today. I love you.”

And so life goes on, and the emptiness in your chest is slowly fading away, but you miss him. You miss him so much that your fingers itch every time you see him on TV because you know that all you have to do is click on your phone, and then he’ll be there. But every time you’re about to you, when your finger is hovering over the Call button, you’re reminded of his face the last time you saw him, and so you set the phone down, deciding to not ruin him anymore than you already have.

Until it happens, of course.

It’s no big deal, it’s just another broadcast, but you’ve never seen Yixing look so good. And he’s smiling widely, laughing and answering every question that’s being thrown in his direction, and you’re not really paying attention to what the interview is actually about because you’re too busy looking at him. But then your ears perk up when the interviewer mentions your name, and Yixing visibly tenses, as do all the other members. He recovers quickly though, letting out a small chuckle as he brings his mic up to explain. “Ah yes, see I was dating a girl and everyone knew it. I haven’t talked about her recently because we actually broke up.” He smiles. “But it’s all okay now.” 

Your heart thumps loudly in your chest as the interviewer asks, in all seriousness, what happened.

Yixing laughs lightly, shaking his head. “I don’t know, we just didn’t work out. I guess that’s the easiest way to put it.” He licks his lips, leaning forward as he starts to talk faster, his voice serious. “You know, being in a relationship with an idol is hard. It’s a lot of work and it’s very draining. You have to deal with hateful comments and then being separated from the one you love. It’s really hard. I guess I forgot how hard it was because we had been together for so long, and I truly wish I had the chance to apologize for everything that I put her through. I still love her very much, and I hope she knows how sorry I am.” 

It’s silent. One of the members reaches out to pat Yixing on the back, and then someone cracks a joke and the atmosphere is back, everyone laughing, but you feel like you can’t breathe. Your hands start tapping away at the phone, but you freeze as you see a smiling face looking back at you. You’ve pulled up his contact information, and you’re so tempted to call him, but instead your fingers slide down to the Delete button, and you whisper to yourself Fresh start and so you push down, pressing accept when it asks you Are you sure you wish to delete this contact? And for some reason, your chest feels lighter, and there’s a smile on your face.

It isn’t until much later, when you’re busy running around trying to get everything done, that it happens. You find yourself crashing into someone and warm hands grip your forearms, steadying you. You look up quickly, an apology on the tip of your tongue, but it dies as soon as you see who it is. Warm eyes look down at you, a dimpled grin being flashed in your direction, and his voice is as sweet as you remember it as he whispers out, “Hi.” 

Your voice is quiet as you reply, your cheeks pink. And then Yixing is laughing, releasing you as he stuffs his hands in his pockets. His cheeks are flushed, his smile just a tad bit shy as he glances at you through his lashes. His voice is timid as he asks how you’ve been and talking to him is of course awkward at first, but this is Yixing after all, so soon you’re talking like no time at all has passed. His laughter is warm, making your insides feel fuzzy and his eyes are twinkling as he looks at you. He offers to get something to drink, and you almost deny. You remember the sad look on his face, all those lonely nights you spent in misery, but his eyes are laughing right now, twinkling with unspoken promises, and you remember that you told yourself Fresh start, and maybe this is the only start you need, so you take a deep breath, smiling widely as you place your hand in his outstretched one, saying happily, “I’d love to get a drink with you.”

And Yixing smiles at you, his fingers warm as they close over yours, and it makes your heart race in a way that it hasn’t in a long time. And you both know that you have things to work through, neither of you are perfect after all. But Yixing’s hand is warm in yours and you smile as you think that maybe it was worth it after all.

And so you slowly start to build things back up. You start seeing him more and more, and Yixing saves himself on your phone again. (He laughed loudly when you told him, his eyes crinkled at the corner. You deleted me? he laughs. Baobei, you have my number memorized though! And this made you blush because he was right, of course.)

There are days of course, when that loneliness starts to creep back in, but every time you feel it close in your throat, you pick up the phone and dial Yixing. His voice is soft as he answers, filled with sleep, and he always answers with I’m here baobei, it’s okay. And your breathing starts to calm down, because he is there, always with you even when he’s not physically there and that’s what you had to realize. You had to realize that yes, Yixing will be gone for extended periods of time, but that doesn’t mean he’s never coming back.

And so on your fifth anniversary (which is technically now your first anniversary), when the clock strikes and your phone doesn’t ring, you smile. Warm hands come around your waist, soft lips pressing against your cheek as Yixing whispers against your skin, “Happy anniversary, I love you.” 

Your smile is wide and bright as you turn your head, meeting his lips in a soft peck. Your fingers stroke his jaw, causing him to hum happily against your lips. Your voice is happy, light as you respond back. “Happy anniversary.”

therealprincessofpot  asked:

Ok, I watched rebellion. Is Madoka now forever trapped with Homura? She is the only salvation the magical girls have. Why can't Homura see that? Is it the desire consuming her? Will she let her go? Why can't Madoka just leave & connect with her full power?

I knew I would be getting these questions since a lot of fans find it hard to understand just why that scene happened at the end.

First, know that Madoka, law of cycles, and madokami are different.

Seeing as at the end of the anime, Madoka’s existence finished and she fused with her wish(The law of cycles) to become Madokami and not to let Puella Magi’s in the entire world become witches. Know that Madoka and the law of cycles are two separate identities. Their sum makes up Madokami. Madoka wish was “I wish to erase the existence of all witches, in the past, present, and future, WITH MY OWN HANDS”.  That latter part of her wish, resulted in her death(existence being erased from the world, no body being left behind, as well as no one having the slightest bit knowledge of her existence, except for Homura). But, that’s where she fused with her wish. You see, the law of cycles is the personification of Madoka’s wish, not Madoka herself. Madoka fused with her WISH(the law of cyles) and became Madokami.


In this scene, Homura tore up “MADOKAMI”. She was able to get Madoka back, and the law of cycles drifted back in to the vast universe.

Your question, “Is Madoka now forever trapped with Homura?

Is Madoka trapped? Yes, until the inevitable sequel comes out, she is inside Homura’s barrier.

“She is the only salvation the magical girls have. Why can’t Homura see that?”.

She CAN see that. But as I have explained above, it is not Madoka who is the salvation, it is thee Law of cycles. Since that law of cycles is still present, it is still a salvation. Puella Magi’s don’t exist in the new world, only despair does. It was the job of LOC to save the magical girls before they became witches. In Homura’s world, Incubators take care of despair as directed by Homura. There isn’t much difference. It’s just that in the new world, girls aren’t tricked into forming contracts, the incubators are forced to clean the world. So basically, this is a better salvation for the ENTIRE WORLD. The laws of the new world are more efficient and effective in cleansing the world from despair, then Madoka’s world was. Madokami just took magical girls away, Homura isDIRECTLY finishing up despair from this world as quickly as possible. She is the salvation for the whole world this way.

“Why can’t Madoka connect with her full power and leave?” you say.

No, Homura won’t allow that. Madoka can’t do that unless she recovers her memories, and how can she do that when Homura will wipe them? Now, this brings us to why Homura did what she did. Why did she dethrone Madokami?

The only reasons people can come up with is “AI YO”.

The thing is, people can only see what’s laid out infront of them, no one bothers to look at “WHY” and “HOW”.

Homura did because of her love for Madoka, but let us take a look at the other reasons shall we?


Yes, I know that the Madoka who said this wasn’t aware that she was a God. But, these were the true feelings of Madoka. Evidence for the fact is here

Madoka becoming a God was a last minute decision BECAUSE THERE WAS NO OTHER OPTION. If there was, Madoka would’ve never ever left her family and friends. The thing is, an episode earlier, Homura told Madoka the TRUTH. Her having repeated the timelines 100 times to try to save Madoka from her inevitable fate. People are under the impression that in this scene, Madoka did it for all the puella magis, whereas she did it for Homura. She did it, to end Homuras mission, to end her suffering. Not because, “lol, i wud b so hppy rulin teh worldz”.

Otherwise, Madoka would’ve never left anyone if there was something else she could do. That is another reason for why homura dethroned her. So that Madoka could be with her family and friends. Madoka had to make that decision. Her own feelings of being with her family did not matter anymore because otherwise the same thing that happened in other timelines would’ve happened here too. Madoka DOES want to be with her family. Circumstances did not favour her own wish though.

Another reason, and the biggest most important reason, was to save her from Kyubey and his gang. Look

Madoka becoming a God was a last minute decision BECAUSE THERE WAS NO OTHER OPTION. If there was, Madoka would’ve never ever left her family and friends. The thing is, an episode earlier, Homura told Madoka the TRUTH. Her having repeated the timelines 100 times to try to save Madoka from her inevitable fate. People are under the impression that in this scene, Madoka did it for all the puella magis, whereas she did it for Homura. She did it, to end Homuras mission, to end her suffering. Not because, “lol, i wud b so hppy rulin teh worldz”.

Otherwise, Madoka would’ve never left anyone if there was something else she could do. That is another reason for why homura dethroned her. So that Madoka could be with her family and friends. Madoka had to make that decision. Her own feelings of being with her family did not matter anymore because otherwise the same thing that happened in other timelines would’ve happened here too. Madoka DOES want to be with her family. Circumstances did not favour her own wish though.

Another reason, and the biggest most important reason, was to save her from Kyubey and his gang. Look

Homura’s own personal state was pathetic, she didn’t deserve it. But she didn’t care, because she wanted Madoka to be safe. That’s why she dethroned her, to end her job as a God, and take it herself. She never wanted Madoka to be a part of all this witch business. She wanted Madoka to be as far away from it as possible.

Another reason for why she dethroned her, It was to fulfill her wish. Her wish to protect Madoka. Madoka was already dead in the first timeline. She couldn’t wish to protect her, how can you protect a dead person. That’s why she wished “TO GO BACK IN TIME”. Therefore, her wish was “to go back in time”, but her TRUE wish was to save and protect Madoka. She forced to word her wish like that. Only by going back in time, she could save Madoka.

I wish to redo my meeting with kaname-san. Instead of being someone who is protected by her. I want to become someone who protects her!”

Homura’s wish was never truly granted until the end of rebellion, when she granted it herself.

 This reason for dethroning is completely different from the “AI YO” one. The “Ai Yo” one was the one where she just can’t live without Madoka. The mere fact that she’s even breathing makes Homura happy. The reason that I stated above is the first and the truest most initial feelings of Homura, to protect Madoka. When madoka became God, Homura’s wish wasn’t granted, because even then, it was Madoka protecting homura as well as all the puella magis in the world. She dethroned her to fulfill her wish, to finally be the one protecting Madoka and not being the one protected.All these are the solid proof as to why Homura tore her apart.

This was not abuse, this was saving Madokami. All the above reasons show that her doing this wasn’t abuse, it was the response of Homura towards Madoka’s truest feelings, her own wish, and saving her from the incubators.

Had she not done, death to all peulla magis and madokami would’ve happened. I’ve mentioned it above. The dethronement part was not abuse or the stuff that happened after it, it was a way better ending then the alternative and inevitable one I’ve stated above. It’s all about the ending. A happy ending is not always the one in which the lovers reunite, it’s one in which most of the warriors were able to come out alive. Every ones alive and safe in the ending. Even Sayaka and Nagisa were given another chance at life. This lead to Kyoko and Mami being happy as well.

So this is why dethronement happened.

So, now for your last unanswered question, “Is it desire that is consuming Homura?”. No, no at all.  So here is the part where basically, “AI YO” comes.

What tainted Homura’s soulgem, what she final came to terms with at the end, what she was basically feeling, her truest most feelings, they were of LOVE. Nothing but true love. Look

It was neither “desire”, nor “obsession”. Never was, still isn’t, never will be.

It was Love. It was later confirmed by Homura as well.

Evidence? Here

“Perhaps you’ll become my enemy someday as well. But I don’t care, because even then, I will continue to wish for a world in which you will be happy”.

She did rather be the victim of of Madoka’s possible wrath than end up being the abuser herself. Even then, she would only wish for Madoka’s happiness. Homura’s not afraid. She’s not sad, she is just content. She knows that one day, all of this is going to shatter like a fragile glass. She knows it. She is just delaying the inevitable. In other words, she is prolonging everyone’s happiness and safety.

Evidence for happiness, safety and protection?

She is safe and sound, and happy, with her family in the end.

Homura does not want to let Madoka go. Not because she is a selfish bitch, but because she wants to grant the true wish of Madoka which was to be with her family and friends. Proof for this is that at the end, Homura is the only one who is actually alone. Look

What she wants, is Madoka’s happiness and safety. What she wants, is for Madoka to live and die like a normal person.

This isn’t intended to hate against Madoka’s world or anything, but rather to defend against the accusation that everything got worse with Rebellion’s ending. While most tended to see it as a dark, edgy, or bad ending, I would look at the scene where “a happy ending” and “not yet” osts play and think of it as a new beginning. As of now, PMMM has started with even a greater beginning. The story has so such potential at this stage now.

This is what PMMM is about. Friendship and Hope.

Both the main heroines desire the happiness of the other so much that both don’t care what happens to them in the process.  This is story was about tragic friendship, and as of now, it’s about tragic Love.

So hopefully, this destroys some illegitimate arguments about Homura doing everything wrong, and this also answers your questions.

Try to think about everything in depth. Try to understand “why” and”how”. Try to look at things from Homura’s perspective.

That said, please give our new ruler a chance!

larry-1d-stylison  asked:

What do you think J and H's Night/after sex and morning routines are?

Well, I feel like Harley would love to take a relaxing bath because she likes to use all the perfumed bubble bath and bath bomb type stuff, That’s probably what she would do often since it’s good for both bedtime or morning. Of course she always complains that she’s lonely to convince J to join her (which he doesn’t want to because he always ends up covered in glitter or sparkles from all her bath stuff lol)

If it’s night/bedtime Harley will maybe light some candles to make the mood more calming since she needs all the help she can get trying to get Joker to sleep. The rest of the night is likely spent with her eating ice cream and watching game shows while she massages J in the hopes that he’ll finally go to sleep.

If it’s morning I think Harley would probably fix her hair and makeup at her vanity and ask Joker what outfit he thought she should wear that day (she doesn’t actually want an answer, she just asks him stuff to keep him from going back to sleep lol) Once she was ready then she’d see how much progress he’d made which usually isn’t much since it takes him forever to wake up and then inevitably help him finish getting dressed for the day as well :)