just thought it was time to finally buy one

I bet Victor goes back to Russia a few weeks before Yuuri is going to move there and he walks into his old apartment with Makkachin at his heels and immediately realizes it’s totally unlivable, like he doesn’t even have PLATES, he has only one couch and a double bed, this is not at ALL acceptable for his dear Yuuri to live in, he needs him to be comfortable living somewhere new so he basically goes on a crazed redecorating spree, fueled by his stress over how much he misses Yuuri in the first place, and drags the entire Russian skating team to Ikea on six different occasions, buys thousands of dollars worth of furniture, forces Mila, Georgi, and Yurio to rearrange the entire apartment four times ‘why did you buy two more couches if you ALREADY HAD ONE THEY DON’T EVEN FIT?!!’ ‘plz yurio this one is more comfortable in case we fight and I have to sleep on the coach and I just thought this one looked cool, it’s totally necessary’ ‘ARGHHH!!’ 

So basically when Yuuri finally does arrive in St. Petersburg the entire Russian skating team is overjoyed to see him

Dating Jonathan Byers would include:

-Him constantly taking pictures of you

- “please, one more, I swear”

-Sweet kisses all the time

   -Nose kisses. Can we just appreciate the thought of nose kisses

   -Forehead kisses when you’re cuddling

   -Kissing each others necks all the time because it’s your form of saying i     love you when words can’t say it

-Him walking you to your front door after dates because he’s such a gentleman

- “hey come listen to this song with me, you’ll love it”

   -you do love it every time

-buying him film for his birthday and him loving it and you

-everyone says he’d be really nervous when he finally does the sex, but I think he’d be really confident

   -he’d treat you like a princess the entire time

   -he would probably finish first the first time, but he would make sure you     finish too

-Him being nervous when he meets your parents

   -They end up loving him (obviously, who wouldn’t??)

-His mom and Will loving you

-Basically living at his house on the weekends

-Fluff all the time tbh

-Where can I buy a Jonathan Byers?

Got7: being best friends with Jackson

•  when you first meet each other, you probably wouldn’t like him very much 

•  he just seemed like the type to think he’s better than everyone, and he just got the wrong impression of you as well

•  it’s not until you start seeing each other more, the more you start seeing how completely wrong you were 

•  he’s so supportive and thoughtful before you even become close 

•  he’s like your mom and is always nagging you to eat well and get enough sleep

•  also would try and get you to eat healthier, and workout with him often 

•  even if you’re not the type to want to workout a lot, he’d still make you come to the gym with him to take some pictures of his back muscles for him smh

•  asking your opinion about a person that he likes

•  and if you didn’t like them for some reason, he’d end it right then and there 

•  bc he trusts your opinion and thinks you’re a great judge of character 

•  road trips 

•  in which you get lost every time bc he’s always stopping to read the map or take selfies 

•  if you even mention one of the other members, this boy will call them up and ask them if they like you

•  tries to play cupid and hook yall up

•  then he’s like nah, I’m not letting 2 of my best friends date ew

•  doesn’t know what personal space is and will literally pick you up like a baby and rub your back, asking what’s wrong if you’re ever sad 

•  rap battles ft. Bambam

•  refuses to let you date anyone unless he’s met the person (acts like such a dad smfh) and asks what their intentions with you are

•  laying his head on your shoulder and huffs loudly until you roll your eyes and finally ask what’s wrong 

•  challenges you to beat him in a dance battle all the time

•  just to boost his ego after Jinyoung roasted him

•  buys you scented lotion all the time “You use this after the shower so you don’t stink, y/n”

•  binge watching TV shows 

•  and having to shut him up from making a comment every other line

•  "ohhhh is she cheating on him? I thought she was having an affair with that one guy-“ "literally stfu before I stick this popcorn up your nose”

•  walking around you shirtless all the time 

•  fangirling with you over their own comeback 

•  and he’d always get in trouble bc he tells you things about it that he shouldn’t have 

•  everyone thinks he’s your idiot big brother, and don’t understand how yall can be best friends when you argue all the time 

•  but this boy loves you and everyone knows it, he couldn’t have asked for a better best friend ❣

Originally posted by igotsxven

Querencia [SWH]

↠ wonho x f!reader; 16.8k; falling in love with someone who isn’t quite normal doesn’t always end badly; for both of you, anyway
↠ demon au, potential triggers (mentions of death), there’s some historical references which are probably inaccurate but pls enjoy 

Querencia - (n.) a place from one’s strength is drawn and where one feels at home; where the bull is naturally drawn to in the ring

“I thought you were annoying at first, and that you wanted revenge on an ex who also thought you were annoying. But now I see you are so much more than that, and you’ve taught me so much about everything. I look at you and my heart beats so quickly that I fear it may explode. I want to stay here with you forever. Does that sound like I’m in love with you?” 

Originally posted by monsta-x-cuties

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Paws - Jason Todd

Prompt: “ Dick Grayson / Jason Todd (your choice!) x reader where reader just got an alaskan mamaluke puppy and all of the reader’s attention is on the puppy? how you choose to write is really up to you! x” (x) requested by @tgwltw

A/N: I decided to go with Jason. Hope you like it!




     Jason sighed in relief when home came into sight. He had been away on a mission with his brothers for the past week and was glad to get home to you. It was late and the window of your shared apartment were dark, he didn’t expect you to be still awake. So he was as quiet as he could be when he opened the window next to the fire escape and climbed in.
      Loud barking made him jump. His guns appeared in his hands before he even registered that there was a dog. Or more of a puppy. It stood a few feet away from him, barking as loud as it could. Jason starred at it, his mind failing to come up with a reason as to why there was a dog in his home.
     Lured out by the barking you entered the room, holding a baseball bat ready to strike at whoever the intruder was. Seeing it was Jason you quickly dropped your weapon and rushed forward to greet your boyfriend. “You scared me.” you admitted. The puppy, seeing your reaction to the stranger, stopped barking and watched you carefully.
     Putting his guns away Jason took his helmet off. Turning to you he rose an eyebrow at you and shot the puppy a glance before shaking his head. You laughed when you saw him pout. His eyes returned to you, drinking in the sight of you.  He had missed you. Reaching out he pulled you in for a kiss, earning a smile from you as you drew your arms around his neck.
     The puppy, not understanding what you were doing, barked. At first Jason only rolled his eyes, but then you turned away without giving him a kiss and bend down, calling your dog. Crossing his arms, the vigilante glared at the canine. Well, wasn’t that just great.
     Hesitant because of the stranger the puppy shambled over into your waiting arms. “Such a good boy. You’re watching out for me, aren’t you?” you cooed to your four-legged friend, rubbing his ear. Wild tail-wagging was your answer. “Yeah you are. But Jason isn’t going to hurt us, he is living with us.” you explained to the puppy.
     You were unaware of how Jason was watching you. He would admit, it was cute how your entire face lit up when you were looking at the puppy. Even if he didn’t like the animal and would have it rather that he would have been the one you were looking at like that.
     Looking up you signed for Jason to kneel next to you. it wasn’t hard to guess what you wanted and really he didn’t want to, but one look into your face and he just couldn’t say no. With a sigh he crouched down and held out a hand for the puppy to sniff.
     "Max, this is Jason.“ you told the dog. Still petting him you turned to Jason. "Max is a alaskan mamaluke. I found him abandoned on the streets one day on the way back from buying groceries. And we did talk about getting a dog.”
     He studied the dog as the latter did the same with him. Finally Max barked and Jason sighed. “We did talk about it.” he admitted. Mainly because he just hadn’t been comfortable about leaving you alone at home each time he had to on patrol or a longer mission. “But I thought we would pick out one together.”
     Understanding you nodded. “I know.” you agreed, turning back to Max. “But he was all alone and needed a home.” You picked up your puppy and sat him in your lap, facing Jason. “Besides, can you really say no to this face?”
     How you would react if he did was the real question here. For Jason could say no to the the dog, no question. A laugh ran from your lips as you tried to avoid getting licked by the affectionate puppy and he felt his resistance  break down. You clearly loved your new pet and he wouldn’t hurt you by telling you to give it away. “We see how it works out.” he said and reached out to scratch Max’s ear. This earned him the brightest smile from you.


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anonymous asked:

"Send me a paring" W/ Kleinsen

  • proposes - evan does actually!! hes so in love with jared and he always has been and he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with him so he pops the question!! its super casual and chill becus niether of them would want to make a spectacle out of this but jared still cries anyway 
  • shops for groceries - they team up,, evan picks out everything and then heads to the car while jared pays 
  • kills the spiders - evan catches them and sets them free while jared hides behind the couch saying he’d “feel much safer if the damn thing was dead” 
  • comes home drunk at 3am - again jared,, hes a big ‘drink your problems away’ kinda guy and comes home drunk and late more often than either of them would like. evan is always understanding and makes sure jared is taken care of and safe and then they talk it out in the morning. 
  • remembers to feed the fish - EVAN he loves their fish!! he loves taking care of something!! they have so many plants and a big aquarium and evan takes care of it all!! (jared would honestly love 30% less plants and fish but they make evan so happy!! he would never ask him to get rid of anything) 
  • initiates duets - jared for sure but it definitely doesnt take evan much prompting to join in,, they both love to hear each other sing and something about harmonizing with the person you love really makes their fuckin day 
  • falls asleep first - jared is actually a huge depression nap kinda guy so hes usually asleep first and awake last,, evan likes to wake him up with a big breakfast in bed and then they cuddle its great 
  • plans spontaneous trips - JARED but he only plans small day trips to different parks and stuff that he knows evan would enjoy!! its usually quiet and secluded and they have a picnic and just talk,, nothing highkey and adventurous just a simple way to get out their routine
  • wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes - jared will shoot up at 3 am like “fuck babe did u eat today??” to which evan will reply with either ‘no’ or like one thing he ate that day so jared gets up and makes them both pancakes while evan helps. 
  • sends the other unsolicited nudes - jared but he only does it like when theyre sitting right next to each other at home so he can watch evan open up his phone and then spit out his drink,,, its one of jareds favorite past times he thinks its so funny
  • brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt - jared SAYS he could and would kick your ass if you fuck with him or evan but the second some one genuinely threatens him he straight up bolts 
  • comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops - evan has a secret sweet tooth and will stare far too long at sweets and stuff before jared finally buys it for him and then steals half 
  • blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit - jared would but eventually he does it so much that it rubs off on evan and he does it too,, the first time evan does it jared is just “:D” 
  • killed the guy (also, which hid the body) - one time jared came home and told evan he killed somebody and that evan would have to help hide the body,, of course evan thought he was joking so he said no but jared insisted he was telling the truth until finally evan actually did believe him… evan steeled himself up and was like “FINE ill help you” and jared immediately starts cracking up like “dude of course i didnt actually kill anybody are you for real??? holy shit” 
  • wears the least clothing around the house - jared but only because evan steals his clothes to wear for himself so jared just wears next to nothing while evan is super cozy 
  • has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason - jared for sure which shocks evan becus hes always telling himself that jared doesnt like him as much as he likes jared,,, thus jared proves him entirely wrong by being a big romantic sap and constantly making every memory special and sentimental 

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               THIS DUDE JUST HIT 4,000 FOLLOWERS! 

Originally posted by distinguidos

My mind is blown, truly. I’ve never once been remotely popular in regards of social media, school or anything really. I’ve always been the kid on the sidelines watching. But Katie McGrath dragged me to this fandom and shoved me inside and I couldn’t be happier. 

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your fav shiro-ship for the ask meme?

nooooooo don’t make me choooose. but anyway, here’s some good ol’ sheith for the soul


Who said “I love you” first?

Shiro. It was total accident, Shiro hadn’t been planning on saying it yet, was likely planning some big, romantic reveal. But then Keith made Shiro laugh till he almost started crying, and while Shiro was still trying to stop he just looked at Keith with happiest, sweetest smile and fondly said, “I love you.” It caught them both off-guard, but before Shiro could cover for his slip and try to take it back, Keith brought Shiro close and whispered his response against Shiro’s lips.

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background?

Both. 

After the Kerberos mission, Keith had set one of his old pictures of Shiro as his phone background. It was of Shiro smiling at one of their regular dinners, probably laughing at some terrible joke he’d probably made and Keith had probably rolled his eyes at. Some days, he’d hated it. Hated the reminder of what he’d lost right there in front of him, as though it wasn’t already constantly on his mind. Most of the time, though, he’d just stare at it long into the night and try to recapture how Shiro had made him feel when he’d still been alive. He never quite could. When they all finally get back to Earth, after Zarkon and his Empire have been defeated, Keith takes a picture of Shiro early one morning. He’s still in his pajamas and is holding a steaming cup of coffee in his lap, staring out over the desert as the first rays of sunlight breach the horizon. He’s at peace and Keith doesn’t have to wonder how he makes him feel anymore.

Shiro had a photo of Keith when he’d fallen asleep at their counter, head in hand. Keith made him delete it cause he’s drooling in the picture, but Shiro still kept the photo. He made a compromise with Keith about having a photo of him as his background by making it the both of them. Now, Shiro’s background is a selfie of Shiro and Keith’s faces pressed forehead to forehead, nose to nose. Keith has his eyes closed and a small smile on his lips, while Shiro is looking down at Keith and biting his lip. 

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror?

Keith isn’t very good at coming up with things to say or write on the fly, so he usually just leaves a little doodle on the mirror, like a little lion or a mini Voltron. Keith is actually pretty artistic. Shiro will sometimes leave a reminder for Keith, like to pick up milk from the store or that they have lunch with Lance and Hunk that day, but he always leaves a really bad doodle behind that always make Keith laugh. 

Who buys the other cheesy gifts?

Keith. He’s one of those people that will just be out and about and see something that reminds him of Shiro or that he thinks Shiro would like, and he’ll just get it on impulse. Shiro loves each weird little thing Keith gets him and is always really touched that things made Keith think of him.

Who initiated the first kiss?

Keith. When he finally gets Shiro back after the second time he disappeared, he just pulls Shiro down and kisses him without a thought cause god he missed him so much.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning?

Keith. He’s the natural early riser, between the two. But usually he’ll just let Shiro sleep and go make breakfast for the two of them. It’s only if Shiro doesn’t wake up before Keith finishes cooking that he goes back to their room and gives him kisses.

Who starts tickle fights?

SHIRO. His absolute favorite sound in the world is Keith’s laughter, and although tickle attacks are a bit dangerous (Keith has very sharp elbows), it’s totally worth it to hear Keith shriek and laugh.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower?

Keith. Shiro sometimes has issues with showers, due to his past trauma and some body issues he’s developed, so he’s generally a really fast shower taker. But sometimes Keith will come in and get him to slow down and really enjoy himself.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch?

Shiro. He likes to take Keith out to lunch, on occasion, since Keith does most of the cooking. (Shiro isn’t hopeless, but that doesn’t mean he’s particularly good. He can make, like, 2 things well. But he makes up for it with going out and thank you kisses when Keith has to intervene and save their dinner.)

Who was nervous and shy on the first date?

Neither of them. Oh, they were both nervous leading up to it, sure. Things like, is this really gonna work out?, should I even be wearing this?, what are we gonna talk about, we already know each other… ran through both their heads. But once they were finally sitting down at the little table Lance and Allura had set up, and eating the dinner Hunk and whipped up for them with the low lighting and soft music courtesy of Pidge and Coran? They were both completely at ease. Yes, things worked out. Yes, they both looked great. And when they ran out of things to talk about? Well, neither of them ever really minded the quiet, as long as they were together.

Who kills/takes out the spiders?

Both of them can, but if they’re both home, Shiro usually gets Keith to do it. Keith has zero fear of any bugs. Shiro, a rational human with normal fears, does not go near the potentially deadly creepy crawlers unless he doesn’t have a choice.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk?

SHIRO. He such a loving and cuddly drunk. He likes to list all the things he loves about Keith to anyone who will listen, including Keith. Only, when he’s saying it to Keith, it’s usually whispered into his neck between kisses;)

8

You thought I was done buying settei? So did I! But there had been a batch sitting there for a year, and I finally decided to risk it and hope there was enough new stuff included. Not terrible, it was just under 30 new-to-me sheets out of 70.

So to start out this new show and tell, we’ll take “S” Word Man for $400, Alex.

To go along with a big selection of giant slashy weapon guy art, there are two background pieces; a giant supercomputer monitor from the Space/Time facility in Ep. 32 and a normal desktop computer from Ep. 43. Finally, one rarer color settei of Nenji, even if it’s nothing more than a color copy of his official art. Still, getting any color in these batches has been fairly rare.

Our next category is “The Pen Is From Mighty #9.” This category is about merchandise Kickstarter backers were promised, but have yet to receive from Comcept… Mr. Connery, please do not read that category out loud!

Scanned from: My Production Art Stash

I Dream of Jonnie

Jonsa Summer Challenge - Day 5 - Firsts or Dreams

Submitted by @lathwell55

Sansa coughed and spluttered as she screwed her eyes shut tight against the swirling puffs of dust coming off of the old brassware. The trinket she was polishing had been part of a lot that Sansa bought at auction meant for her vintage tea rooms. Utterly charmed by the collection of fine bone china with dainty floral decal that made up part of the mismatched lot, Sansa remembers the elation of being declared the highest bidder at auction as she excitedly waved her little paddle with her dedicated number on. 

Having long ago integrated the little teacups, saucers, sugar bowls and teapots to her vast collection in use at Lemontree Tea Rooms, now her attention had been turned to the sad looking box of odd and ends that came with her prized china. Thinking she might fetch a fair price for it on ebay, with her little pot of polish and a rag, Sansa had set to work on a brass oil lamp. That was when a sudden outpouring of black dust began to come spewing out of the funnel, the lamp itself grew unbearably hot and was suddenly no longer within her grasp, as if the object had leapt from her hands.

The dust cloud grew and grew, it became so large that Sansa wondered how on earth all that dust could have possibly fit inside the little oil lamp? The deep dark colour of the mist brought with it a rapid panic as Sansa’s lounge was quickly engulfed in black. And then, quite suddenly, the cloud receded as if being swallowed and sucked back into the piece of brass laid on the floor. Sansa continued to cough into her fist, her eyes screwed shut and her other hand waving about wildly at a fog that was no longer there.  

“What the fuck was that all about?” She muttered to herself.

“Sorry about that - it’s been a while” came an unexpected male voice.

Sansa’s eyes flew open and she let loose a scream.

“No! No! No! Shit!” The dark haired intruder flustered as he waved his arms about “I’m not…I’m not here to hurt you” he winced through her screaming. Sansa rose from her seat on the couch and began backing away, her chest heaving from fright and the exertion form her scream, she picked up the nearest object to hand - which happened to be a magazine - she rolled it up in her hands whilst continuing to back away from the intruder.

The man’s eyebrows raised and he smirked as his hands stayed in their surrendering pose. “Are you gonna swat me like a fly milady?” He asked in amusement.

“Who are you?! What are you doing here?!” Sansa shouted, waving the rolled up magazine wildly about.

“Calm down, I-”

“Calm down? CALM DOWN?! A STRANGE MAN IS IN MY FLAT AND-”

The man had snapped his fingers and just like that, Sansa’s voice was gone. Her mouth was moving, but no noise was escaping. She clutched her throat and then rounded on the stranger with the magazine again, mouthing her silent words ‘what have you done to my voice!?’

“Sorry about that” he said as he started looking around her lounge before walking over to her bookshelf and starting to stroke the book spines and picking up her ornaments and framed photos for his curious inspection. “Your shrieking wasn’t helping.”

Sansa threw her arms up in exasperation. She then folded them over her chest and watched him as he assessed her decor and nick-knacks. He was dressed rather oddly for a thief - he had smart, black, quite high-waisted suit trousers on that looked as if they had been starched and pressed within an inch of their life, he wore a pristine crisp white shirt, topped off with braces and a bowtie. His jet back hair had far too much hair gel in it and was slicked to a side parting.  

“Look, I’m not here to hurt you, or steal from you or anything like that” the man turned to face her, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking back on his feet - that were encased in the shiniest shoes Sansa had ever seen. “I’m here to help you actually.”

Sansa stared blankly at the man, hoping all would start to make sense very soon.

“That lamp” he inclined his head towards the piece of brass on her rug “you rubbed it didn’t you?” Sansa nodded. The man started making a rolling gesture with both hands, as if he was urging her thoughts to connect the dots more quickly. Sansa unfolded her arms. Her mouth hung open. She mouthed the words ‘you’re a fucking genie?!’ “Jon” the man says, taking a few long strides and offering his hand. Sansa stares at it blankly.

“If I give you your voice back, do you promise not to scream?”

Sansa gives one sharp nod, Jon clicks his fingers.

“Why are you dressed like that?” She asks. The man looks down at his clothes and then back to her, assessing what she’s wearing - and letting his eyes linger a little too long in certain areas, making her pull her dressing gown together to cover her little camisole top and sleep shorts. Jon clears his throat, somehow making it sound like an apology. “Where are your harem pants and little jacket thingy?”

“Ahh yes, the traditional genie attire - always hated that get-up” Jon scoffs. “What year is it anyway?” he asks, snatching the rolled up magazine from Sansa’s hand.

“2017″

Sansa watches him curiously as he’s flicking through the pages. He nods to himself at some of the photos, clicks his finger and all of a sudden, he’s in tight grey jeans, boots, a black henley and his hair is tied neatly at the back of his head in a ‘man-bun’.

“Wow” Sansa breathes before cursing her slip. Jon grins back at her. 

“Thanks! I haven’t been out of that sodding thing since 1926! Feels good to stretch the ol’ magical muscles, so to speak”

“This isn’t real” she whispers to herself in disbelief. “You’re a genie? A real-life magical genie?”

“Yep.”

“So…do I get-?”

“Three wishes? Indeed you do…what’ll it be?”


Three weeks. Three weeks and Jon’s new Wish Master had not chosen one wish yet. Not that he was complaining. Sansa Stark was by far the most attractive Master he’d ever had - and once she had begun to relax around him more (letting him at least sleep in her guest bedroom instead of back in his lamp that she would then lock in her safety deposit box overnight) Jon came to realise that she was also the sweetest Master he’d ever worked for too. He wished he could stay as her genie forever.

But he knew Sansa wasn’t hanging on to her wishes through want of his prolonged company. No, she was just one of those. One of those people who like to plan - like to make sure that the decisions they make are the right ones. She was simply taking her time. And then, once he grants her third and final wish, he’ll be sucked back into that infernal lump of brass once more until some other unsuspecting person rubs his lamp and he has a new Wish Master. And on and on it will go.

Jon rakes his fingers through his hair and sighs at the thought of moving on from Sansa.

“What’s wrong?” 

“Oh nothing” he reassures with a false smile. She doesn’t buy it.

“Want some?” Sansa asks, pointing her spoon loaded with mint choc-chip ice cream at him “it always cheers me up.”

Jon concedes and grabs the spoon, wrapping his mouth around the pale green icy cold substance as Sansa watches the movement.

“Oh this is good” he says, slightly surprised before licking the remnants from the spoon and digging it back into the tub in Sansa’s hand to retrieve more.

“Uh-huh” she says, looking a little dazed. Shaking her head she furrows her brows “do you even need to eat?”

“No, not really…doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate some good flavours though. I like tasting things.”

“Uh-huh” she repeats, her gaze still intent on his mouth. 

“What is it?…Have I got something on my face?” Jon asks self-consciously, licking all around his lips.

“NO! NO!..err.. I mean -” Sansa averts her eyes and clears her throat before carrying on in a calmer tone “no…you’re good” she nods. Jon shrugs.

“So you thought any more about your wishes?”

“Uh!” Sansa flops down onto the bar stool at her kitchen island “it’s just so hard to decide!…what do people normally wish for?”

“Well” Jon starts, taking a seat on the other stool “after they stop trying to get me to grant the un-grantables they-”

“The un-grantables?”

“Yeah…you know, wishing for more wishes, bringing people back from the dead, making someone fall in love with you etc etc” Jon rattled off.

“Oh yeah…those.”

“Yeah, so after they try me with the un-grantables, I get a lot of ‘I wish I was rich’, ‘I wish I was famous’, ‘I wish I had a massive dick’.”

Sansa failed to contain a coughing fit, causing Jon to lean over and gently pat her back. She waved him off “Wow…umm…you get a lot of that?”

“Yeah….I dunno…it seems important to human men” Jon shrugs “..at least important enough to waste a wish on.”

“You consider that a waste?” Sansa asked, swiping the spoon back from her genie and hiding her curious expression by pretending to be far too interested in the remaining ice cream in the tub.

“Well I wouldn’t really know as I’ve never-”

“You’re a virgin?! You’re….what was it?….2500 years old and you’re a virgin?!”

“2431 years old actually” Jon corrects with a roll of his eyes “and it would be pretty hard for me to….you know…since I don’t even have a-”

Jon trails off, waving his hand in the general direction of his crotch. Sansa’s mouth falls open. “You don’t have a-….Why not? What do you have?” she asks, staring at the juncture of his legs.

“I’m a genie Sansa, not a human…there’s just nothing there.”

“Like a Ken doll?!”

Jon laughs and scrubs at the back of his neck. “yeah…like a Ken doll.”

“How do genies… procreate?”

“We don’t” he shrugs “We were made with magic, back when it was stronger in the world….there were about 10 of us in all and we’ve just….existed….a lot of our time is spent between Masters…there’s less of us now of course….I heard Theon’s lamp got buried in an as yet undiscovered Egyptian tomb…so I guess he’s just waiting for some archaeologist to unearth him….then I heard Val got lucky and managed to get her final Master to wish her to become human.”

“Is that what you want? To be human?” 

“I’d just like to be free” Jon shrugged, swiping back the ice cream and spoon.

Sansa studied him before making up her mind. “I’ll wish you were human…if that’s what you want?”

Jon’s breathing slowed and his hand holding the spoon stilled. His heart raced as he slowly brought his eyes to meet Sansa’s. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’ll do it” She takes a deep inhaling breath, looking like she is about to declare the words - her wish that is also his. 

“Wait! What about your other two wishes? Once I’m human, I won’t be able to grant you anything.”

“You can’t give me what I really want anyway” Sansa says, in a small voice, staring unseeing at a fixed point over Jon’s shoulder.

“And what’s that?” he asks gently.

“To love someone, and have them love me back. Truly, unconditionally…..you can’t grant me that.” 

There’s a story or two behind the sadness in her eyes - this much Jon knows. Maybe she’ll tell him those stories, maybe she won’t, but she is wrong about one thing. “I could.” Jon declares softly. “I think I’m already half in love with you already…” he explains after seeing the confused look on her face.

Sansa scans his features for any falsity or mocking, her own expression softening slightly when she finds none. 

“But you’ve only known me for two weeks.”

“Three.”

“Yes - because that extra week makes all the difference” Sansa responds sarcastically. Jon rolls his eyes and huffs before taking the spoon and ice cream from her and setting it down on the kitchen island so that he is able to scoop up her hands in his.

“There is other magic in this world besides genie magic Sansa….I’d like to share it with you…if you want me to?”

“I…” she stutters, taking a gulp and watching the way Jon’s thumbs sweep softly across her knuckles “I think I’d like that.”

Bringing her hands up to his lips, Jon places a gentle kiss on her skin and gives her an encouraging smile. “Your other two wishes then?…what will it be my love?”

Sansa’s eyes start to scan her kitchen, as if it might hold some helpful clues. She frowns when she spies the tub of mint choc-chip. “More ice cream”.

“Seriously?”

Sansa nods enthusiastically.

“Alright” Jon shrugs. He snaps his fingers and three extra tubs of ice cream appear on the island counter. Sansa grabs her spoon and tears open one of the new tubs, closing her eyes and letting out a little groan of relish as the spoon slips out of her lips. Jon watches her intently, making her blush a little.

“Will…umm….once you’re human….you’ll have….all the human parts?”

“Err….yes…I guess I will.” Jon says, his own cheeks turning a bit pink in turn.

“Ok” Sansa says, licking her spoon clean and placing it down on the counter-top “for my second wish…..I wish for…condoms.” Jon’s eyes widen. He gulps and clicks his fingers. His eyes never leave her as there’s suddenly a literal shower of shiny square packets. They instantly drop everywhere - piled on the counter-tops, all over the floor and even in the sink. There must be hundreds. Sansa lets out a bark of laughter. “Plan on being busy do we?”

“Better safe than sorry.” he grins.

Sansa picks out a foil packet that has somehow managed to wind up in her hair, she raises her brows as she’s scrutinising the writing on it. “XXL huh?”

“Apparently size is important.”

Sansa giggles prettily, her eyes dance and sparkle and Jon thinks that he may not be half in love with her after all….perhaps he’s fallen completely, never to return. He barely knows what he’s doing until it’s done - he’s taken her face in his hands and is kissing her rosy lips. He’s sloppy and unpractised but after her initial swallowed gasp and shock, Sansa guides him to a slower pace.

Pulling away, he stares at her, his breaths ragged and his lips slightly swollen. He slides his hands from either side of her face down to her slender neck, fingers speared through her hair at the base of it and his thumbs brushing gently against her cheekbones.

“It…err…when you want to…use..one of those…it will be my first time….you might need to go easy on me” Jon says with a self-deprecating, nervous laugh. Sansa wraps her hands around his wrists, stroking the skin she finds there.

“As long as you go easy on me with your massive magical monster cock.”

As their combined laughter fades, Jon swears he feels the air in the room shift. Sansa gives his wrists a squeeze and offers him a soft smile with twinkling eyes.

“Are you ready for my final wish Jon?”

Decisions, Decisions (Part 6)

Prompt: Imagine Tom Hiddleston has a crush on you and he is feeling jealous of James McAvoy on “The Graham Norton Show” because James talks about how great the chemistry was between you, his co-star, and him in your latest film.

Warnings: language, sexual content, adult content…?

Word Count: 3882

Note: Beta’d by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes​ - This fic would NOT be possible without you, and @amarvelouswritings​ - who let me badger the hell out of her. Thank you both a million! Used @theartofimagining13​ imagine

Also, some of the timelines are going to be off in this, to make stuff fit, and James’ wife and child are nonexistent - nothing against them, just easier to write if he didn’t have an ex wife and child. Texts are in italics

Tags: @wordacadabra   @frenchfrostpudding @lisssays @cocosierra94  @staceycasey123 @lucianightwolker @tacohead13 @queen–valeskaxx

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The next day, you slept in, then went to the gym, grabbed some iced coffee, then went home to relax for a day off. But you couldn’t help but think of James. You toyed with texting and calling him or leaving him alone. Finally, you caved.

I’m sorry about last night. Could we talk about this, please?

No response happened for five minutes and you sighed. What were you going to talk about? You knew you wouldn’t confess everything, but maybe you could buy a tiny bit of more time, then no one could be hurt. You thought maybe, just maybe, you could have one more date with each of them, and then you’d decide.

Ida was busy with her job, otherwise you would’ve reached out to her, but you didn’t want to bother her or distract her. You felt so alone in that moment and you knew it was your fault. Watching James walk out the door last night hurt you far beyond what you thought was capable.

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title: Recognition (5/8)

rating: M

summary: Soulmate trope AU. Set in a world where humans and elves coexist.

a/n: If you’re still reading, let me know.

Past Chapters: (1)  (2)  (3)  (4) or AO3


CHAPTER 5

They’d fucked (made love, Killian had corrected her in that annoying way of his) three more times that first night, with one impressive session lasting a good hour as they’d edged each other into orgasms she’d probably never be able to recreate.

Then she’d all but kicked him out, telling him she needed time.

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Henry watched her as if she was a particularly difficult game level he couldn’t figure out. He had surprised her by the complete lack of questions and curiosity about what had happened after he returned from the Jefferson’s house that weekend.

Emma wanted to ask what it was exactly, that Jefferson had told her son, but was too much of a coward to actually do so. Especially because she’d then have to explain things she didn’t want to.

Instead, she endured three mornings of him looking at her funny before he left for school, his eyes alternating between his breakfast and his cell, the newest communicator money could buy. She didn’t often spoil Henry, but when she did… well.

Still, he was beginning to grate on her nerves, the way he kept looking at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. So much so, that on the fourth day since she had shut the door in Killian’s face, Emma snapped.

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margo-the-destroyer  asked:

I cannot decide between wickoff and penntin sooo........ ;) pls both friend <3 <3 I love these

I’m doing Penntin first and I’ll make a separate post for Wickoff when I finish it  <3

  • Who     said “I love you” first

Quentin. He doesn’t even mean to, he doesn’t think about it. It just kind of spills out of his mouth one night after a long day. He’s exhausted and all he sees is Penny waiting up for him and all he can think is ‘I love you’. Except, he’s so tired that he doesn’t think it, he says it. He’s immediately embarrassed and starts stuttering around an explanation and Penny just rolls his eyes and tells Quentin he’s tired and they need to go to bed. It’s not until several weeks later when Penny looks at Quentin and apropos of nothing says “I love you, too.”

  • Who     would have the other’s picture as their phone background

Quentin. Technically it’s a picture of him, Penny, Eliot, and Margo but Penny is the only one without apps covering his face. It’s pretty obvious that Quentin spent a fair amount of time moving the apps around to make sure Penny’s brooding face was visible. When called out on it he claims that’s just how the apps were arranged naturally. Eliot is the only one bothered by this and the only one who calls him out on it because “That’s a really good picture of me and I don’t deserve to have my face replaced with Soundcloud.”  

  • Who     leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror

Penny. They aren’t, like, sweet little love notes or anything. They’re notes written backwards that say shit like “Help, I’m trapped in the mirror” and “Stop ignoring me” just because he thinks it’s fun to fuck with Quentin. Except Quentin doesn’t mention it and Penny waits for days for Quentin to say something. Eventually, Penny starts to see that Quentin has started writing notes back in the mirror to the mirror person. Penny keeps up the prank for weeks before finally admitting to Quentin that he’s the one leaving the messages in the mirror. Quentin is only confused because he knew it was Penny, he just thought they were playing a game.

  • Who     buys the other cheesy gifts

Penny. But he doesn’t frame them as gifts. Usually they’re stupid things from a movie he and Quentin watched or really stupid coffee mugs (including one he found that says ‘Hogwart’s Best Professor’ and a ‘World’s Okayest Boyfriend’ mug.). Penny doesn’t actually spend time actively looking for these things, but when he sees something stupid that reminds him of Quentin he buys it and leaves it laying around for Quentin to find.

  • Who     initiated the first kiss

Penny. I’ve definitely written about this before but fuck you this is my answer and I’m going to write it again. They hadn’t been on a lot of dates and Quentin was still incredibly nervous, not knowing whether or not Penny liked him or if this was all part of some elaborate joke. He didn’t want to make the first move for fear of mockery. What Quentin didn’t realise was that Penny was feeling the same way. Penny didn’t want to get too attached and find out that Quentin was just making fun of him. So, neither one of them was willing to kiss first. Until Quentin’s wards started to leak during a daydream about kissing Penny. His wards had gotten better after practise but there were still some moments where he wasn’t thinking and he let things slip out. So, Penny happened to walk in during Quentin’s little fantasy and it was broadcast into his brain in full HD. Penny walked over, held Quentin’s chin, and kissed him for the first time.

  • Who     kisses the other awake in the morning

Penny. Quentin is usually the last one awake, probably because he’s more of a night owl and stays awake reading. Penny, on the other hand, enjoys the quiet of morning. He likes to be awake before everyone else because it gives him time to mediate in peace and not have to see other people. Usually, Quentin is awake by the time Penny is finished meditating. Some days Penny lets him sleep, other days he lays on top of him and kisses his neck until Quentin finally wakes up and Penny tells him to go brush his teeth before they kiss anymore.

  • Who     starts tickle fights

Penny. But, to be fair, it’s only because Quentin says he isn’t ticklish. It’s obviously a lie and Penny gives Quentin a chance to tell the truth. When Quentin doesn’t, Penny holds him down and tickles him. It turns surprisingly violent. Quentin accidentally elbows Penny in the eye while trying to squirm off the sofa, leaving a small bruise. Penny claims it’s a small price to pay for catching Quentin in a lie.

  • Who     asks who if they can join the other in the shower

Well, Quentin is the one that asks. Penny doesn’t ask, he just gets into the shower with Quentin, occasionally accidentally scaring him when Quentin’s eyes are closed and he’s washing his hair. Penny doesn’t sneak into the shower every time. Sometimes he senses that Quentin wants to be alone and leaves him be. Quentin is a little more polite about it, not catching onto the fact that when Penny announces that he’s taking a shower it’s an open invitation to join. He always asks, which Penny finds awkwardly endearing.  

  • Who     surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch

Penny. Quentin has a tendency to forget that food exists when he’s working and tends to run off of cold coffee and  exhaustion. Penny will let this go until he notices that Quentin hasn’t been eating and then he surprises Quentin with fast food or, on occasion, a home cooked Penny Meal™. Penny Meals™ are always really odd and don’t look like actual food, but they’re surprisingly good and definitely some of Quentin’s favourites. He names all of the dishes, like Penny Pancakes or Salty Sandwich (which is a potato chip sandwich with a carefully concocted hot sauce).

  • Who     was nervous and shy on the first date

Both of them. Quentin was more obvious about it, stuttering over words and constantly asking Penny if he was sure about this. Penny acted like he was relaxed, rolling his eyes and telling Quentin to calm down, it was just dinner. Inside, however, Penny was a complete mess of nerves. He was pretty sure that Quentin liked him but a part of him refused to believe it. He kept thinking about how Quentin could definitely do better and wondering  why Quentin had even agreed to this in the first place.

  • Who     kills/takes out the spiders

Quentin. Penny isn’t exactly afraid of spiders (or so he claims); he just doesn’t trust anything with that many legs. He doesn’t mind them as long as he doesn’t have to touch them or see them or acknowledge that they exist in any way. To get them away Penny sprays them down with axe or throws books at them. Quentin usually stops him before he kills the spider. Quentin scoops the little guy into his hand or brushes it onto a sheet of paper and releases them outside while explaining the benefits of spiders. Penny calls every spider Shelob.

  • Who     loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk

Both of these dorks do it. Quentin had a tendency to flop onto Penny’s lap and look up at him, poetically expressing how much he adores Penny in a way that only drunk people can. Most of this just includes Quentin talking about how lucky he is and how this is the happiest he’s ever been followed by him touching Penny’s face and saying “I like your beard”. Penny is the one to announce to the room that he loves Quentin, followed by him looking down and saying “I hope no one heard that”.

Blues Run the Game 

A S13 adventure by awed_frog [Dean/Cas, M, Angst and Feels, Happy Ending, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Saileen, AU World of Doom, Canon Compliant, Cas is NOT dead]


The ride back to the Bunker is mostly silent. Dean feels Sam glance at him from time to time, his eyes so full of unsaid things Dean always shifts away from his brother when he knows Sam is looking, because No thank you, okay? Fuck off. He doesn’t want to think about Cas, and he doesn’t want to think about Mom. Hell, he doesn’t even want to think about Crowley. And he certainly doesn’t want to think about Lucifer’s kid, who could be anywhere by now, and god fucking dammit.

(He’d told Cas they’d found a cure, told him they could turn that thing into a human baby, told him -

They’d been so fucking close, and now -)

Instead, he looks straight ahead, his head full of music (Sam knows better than to complain about the volume), his heart a black mass of charred and useless flesh.

It’s unfair, maybe, but why him? Why the fuck him? With Mom back, he’d really let himself hope that for fucking once, things would be - hell, not perfect, not by a mile, and not even okay, whatever, but - bearable? Not the kind of life people need to forget about in half a bottle of Johnny, that is, but just - just a life you live.

Jesus.

He remembers driving on a road much like this one, just a stretch of gray flanked by golden fields, Mom sleeping in the passenger seat. He remembers the elation he’d felt - how he couldn’t wait to tell Sam, to see Cas - how he’d imagined it a thousand times - unlocking the door of the Bunker, making his way downstairs, a shit-eating grin on his face as he caught sight of Sam and Cas walking towards him, because they would have heard the door opening, okay, and they would have come to meet them, Sam with his gun aimed straight at them and Cas all serious and sad and stubborn, and then - Dean remembers those fleeting feelings, annoyance and frustration, or some light, inconsistent version of them, as he’d tried to come up with something smart to say. The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated, maybe, or possibly I knew you couldn’t get Gary fucking Busey, you suck so bad. Not that he’d known, exactly, how Sam had organized his wake, but yeah. No chance the stupid kid would get Busey. And when his mother had moved in her sleep, turning her face towards him, Dean had forgotten all about it and just drunk her in, because, Jesus, maybe this was it - this was finally the moment they could fucking have it all.

His thoughts had shifted, then - sliding off the shock and relief Sam and Cas would surely feel, all the way to what would happen later - to lazy evenings in the Bunker - man, they would buy a couch - two couches - to how they’d watch movies as a family so Mom could catch up with all the awesome stuff she’d missed - Sam would whine about having to sit through The Lords of the Rings one more time, and Cas would make that face he mostly made when he thought Dean was being unreasonable, but Dean would have shrugged it off, because the four of them eating popcorn as Frodo faced the Black Riders - yeah, nothing could beat that, not ever. And if his hand moved towards the back of Cas’ head at some point during the movie, hell, no one needed to know.

God.

Dean taps his fingers on the wheel, glances at their passenger through the rearview mirror.

(The body is sitting up straight, head resting back, eyes closed, and it looks so much like Cas Dean wants to crash the car.)

That’s not him, he thinks, automatically, as he has every time he’s caught sight of the body over the last five hours. Not him.

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Fools Pt 2

You sat in silent shock on the couch.
“Diana, honey, are you feeling well, you’re not making sense.”
“I am feeling fine,” She promised. “And I’m telling the truth.” You nodded slowly, watching her. “Please, please go unpack. I told you the truth, please don’t leave me.” She gripped your hand in hers.
“Diana.” Her brown eyes searched your face.
“At least until Saturday, let me change, let me put you first. Wait until you are clear minded to make this decision.”
You agreed to that much, the two of you sat in thick silence in the living room, staring out the glass door to the balcony.
“Do you really hate Paris?” She asked in a whisper.
“I feel so alone in this city. I uprooted my entire life for one person, I moved to one of the largest cities in Europe and the one person I came here for is hardly ever here.”

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Star Wars Preferences: You Doubt Their Feelings

Obi-Wan: You thought Obi was to good for you and would one day realize that and leave you. So you decided to break up with hob and get it over with. However when you told him the reason you wanted to break up He explained that wasn’t going to happen.

Anakin: You thought you heard him telling Obi-wan that he had found someone else. (He was talking about a mission and it was a big misunderstanding.) You thought he didn’t love you anymore and you tried to stay away from him. He finally confronted you after you kept avoiding him and it was resolved with a little explanation.

Padme: Next to Padme sometimes you worried that you were not good enough and you worried you might be an embarrassment to her when she introduced you to others. When you told her how you felt she promised she loved you and would try to show you more often.

Qui-Gon: He had been a little quieter lately and seemed like he wanted to say something to you but just couldn’t get it out. You were worried that he was going to break up with you but turns out he wanted to tell you he loved you.

Darth Maul: You were worried one day he’d see you as just a distraction and that you were in his way. When he sensed you pulling away from him he made sure to show you that wasn’t the case.

Luke: You knew he used to like Leia and sometimes you wondered if he still did and just settled for you since he couldn’t be with her. One day he asked you what was wrong so you finally confessed. He told you he loved you and no one else.

Han: A bunch of people told you not to date him. That he was scoundrel. But you loved him anyway. But sometimes you worried they were right and he’d get bored of you. But Han always surprised you and was always buy your side.

Leia: You thought she only cared about the Rebellion. Which you couldn’t blame her it was the most important thing. But it meant you went a long time without seeing her.Sometimes Luke would point this out and she’d try and make special time for you.

Boba: You sometimes felt Boba wasn’t really interested in you as much anymore. Taking every bounty mission and never seeing you. So you were pleasantly surprised when you saw a holo from him telling you that he was coming to visit you the next day cause he’d been missing you so much.

Finn: You saw someone else flirting with him. He want even flirting back but it just made you think about if he decided to leave you for someone else. But not to worry because it didn’t take him long to excuse himself from the conversation and come to find you.

Poe: You heard some people on Base talking about how you weren’t good enough for Poe and you got self conscious and were worried they were right. But he soon found you and told he how much he loved you and that it wasn’t true at all.

Rey: When Rey went off to train with Luke you were scared she’d forget about you. But that thought quickly vanished when you got lots of messages from her that made you smile.

Kylo: Kylo was intimidating and strong and sometimes you worried you weren’t enough for him. But he always made it clear that he felt like the lucky one that you loved him.

Hux: He had been busy and not spending as much time with you lately. Did he not care about you add much anymore? You kept thinking this until he finally apologized over his busy schedule and let you know he wanted to spend more time with you.

Captain Phasma: Sometimes you felt she only cared about her stormtroopers and not you. And then you started noticing all the things she went out of her way to do for you and realized she really did care in her special way.

GOT7 Reaction/Imagine ‘What They Think Of You When They First Meet You’.

Requested: Yes put two request together “What they think when they first meet you and where you two first meet.”

A.N. tried to keep it gender neutral through out the whole thing practically failed at it. Italicized is his POV and sorry its super long and sorry if this was shit. 


JB: At the bank(you know how some banks you can inside after hours for the atm, watch S1Ep7 of FRIENDS this is like that)- You needed to get some cash before you were to go out with your girlfriends. After hearing horrible news from your agent you just needed to go out, you were hoping nothing would go wrong; well that’s when your luck change you just didn’t know it than. You entered the bank late at night, thinking you’ll be alone but you scanned the inside to see a young man rather attractive using the atm before you. After he was done he stepped aside for you to use it but before you could use it, the power went out. There was a city wide black out due to the weather from the week before, so you were stuck inside the bank with a stranger until the power came back on. You can feel his dark eyes staring you down, now you just had to wait before one of you two spoke to each other. You both claimed a side of the room it was completely silent that was until your phone went off and wouldn’t stop.

 “Guess your boyfriend is worried about you?” His voice asked with a concerned tone.

“Hmm? Oh no I don’t have one, its just my girlfriends asking where I’m at. We were suppose to go out to make me feel better.”

“What happened?” He got up to move towards you to have more of a personal conversation, rather than across the room.

“I’m in the process of getting my book published and its just being put back and I have so much to rewrite a few more chapters before it could even get approved again. My friends just thought I needed a break from stressing.”

From that moment on you two got to know each other more and even exchanged numbers right before the power come back on and that was a sign for the two of you two go your separate ways. He offered to drive you home but you explained that you drove yourself, you can tell that he wanted to spend a little bit more time with you so you offered to meet up for coffee sometime you both weren’t busy. He gladly accepted.

A girl who has a passion for literature, she somewhat reminds me of Jinyoung-hyung, I really hope she doesn’t have his possessive personality. Wow she can probably go on for hours on her favorite things, its kind of cute. I really hope the power doesn’t come on till another hour or so, I need ask her out before we leave.*after being asked out* Why did she have to ask me out? I should have done it but I’m glad she did. Calm down Jaebum it’s just a cup of coffee with a really cute girl..

Mark: Pet Store- You moved away from your hometown for college and hopefully get your dream job at a company you’ve been dreaming to join for a while now. You didn’t realize how lonely you would be when you moved away from everything you once loved. You thought you could do it and not crack down and just go running back to your parents but instead you had a better idea. You got yourself a dog! One you always wanted and that was regulated to live inside the apartment. A light brown and white beagle, he was your guard dog and was the emotional support you just needed. It was a beautiful day and Max wanted to go out on a walk, unfortunately you had just adopted Max two weeks ago and you’ve been meaning to get him a leash because you forgot to buy one. Luckily there was a pet shop just down the street from where you lived so told Max you’ll be back and hurriedly along to get want you needed. 

As you entered the store you went straight to the leash section to get what you needed and get out. You reached for the classic black one plus it was the cheapest one too. As you reached for it someone else was too. You made eye contact with the person to see who it was and you were surprised to see a young man and with a rather small white dog. 

“Uhm you can have it. I can just get a different one.” You motioned for him to talk it, while you awkwardly back away to go find a different leash. 

“No it’s okay you can get it, I think she(my dog) probably wants a different one.” 

“Yeah by the look she’s giving you she definitely wants a different one.” The both of you laugh. 

“Guess you have a dog or do you just buy dog leashes for fun?” He was making small talk but you can tell there was definite slight dorky flirting.

“No I have a dog, he’s waiting for me back at my place. He’s been wanting to go on a walk today.” You pulled out your phone to show him a picture of Max and he wouldn’t stop complimenting him. 

“Maybe if its okay do you mind if me and Coco joined you for your walk? There’s a park nearby we could go to.” You said yes and told him that he could meet you outside your apartment after he was done with shopping with whatever he needed.

Wow she’s really cute when she’s awkward. Should I flirt with her? Oh why did i say that!? She’s laughing, she likes me. I well at least hope so she does. Maybe I should ask her on a date, no wait just a casual friend thing right now be nice to her. *after asking you out* She said yes!! Okay be calm Mark you don’t want to scare her away.. Now it’s time to tell Youngjae that I need another two hours with coco, this won’t be pretty.

Jackson: Airport- You’re plane was on delay due whatever issues and you were just dreaded it. You needed to get on the plane and go home. You wanted nothing more but to be in your cozy bed wrapped in your fuzzy blankets. Miles away and knew nothing in this foreign country, you only went to China for a business meeting but that ended up being cancelled due to the buyer dropping out of the deal. It just hasn’t been your greatest week ever and no matter what your week kept getting worse. No one else was awake near the plane gate, you couldn’t blame them it was midnight and after being delayed for several hours you would fall asleep too. Sleep was about to win but as you were about to go to sleep, someone had tapped your shoulder.

“Do you mind if I talk to you? I’m pretty bored and you’re the only person that’s awake, also all my friends are ignoring my phone calls.”

He kept asking you why you were here and more to get to you know type of friend way. Three hours had passed. Three hours of laughs exchanged, smiles and stupid looks (mainly coming from you because boy this boy said the weirdest things ever). It was finally 3 am when you were able to board the plane and the thought of you going home hadn’t popped into your head since you started to talk to Jackson. As the two of you board the plan you asked if he wanted to get coffee after you landed in Korea, he gladly accepted and said to meet him at baggage claim after landing.

Why is she the only one awake right now? Everyone else is asleep I know if I didn’t have that cup of coffee I would be pass out right now. She probably need someone to talk to, I should get up and go over. What if she doesn’t like me, what if she wants to be left alone. She’s really pretty I doubt she would talk to me. Worth a shot *during the plane ride* she’s the sweetest thing ever, glad I went up to her… Now just be patient about our coffee date. Wait is it date? or is something else? Oh god what do I call it!?

Junior: Grocery Store- You were raised on the idea of if you ever going to the grocery store on an empty stomach you’re going to buy everything that appealed to you and to be truthful you were probably about to spend your money on so much junk food. You can regret it later when you see your bank account right now your focus is on buying food. After spending 10 minutes in the fruit and 15 minutes alone in every junk food section there was you were finally ready to just buy one more thing and that was Oreos. A must have thing to have when you’re doing nothing but watching stupid romance movies that you secretly love. You were noticing the store was starting to become empty “Must be closing time” you thought to yourself. You continued along the aisle to get to the cookies, you reached the oreos and excitement ran throughout your whole body, its cookies; cookies are great. 

There was one boxed left of your favorite oreos the red velvet flavored oreos(recommend them, they are amazing) as you were about to reach for it there was another hand about to take the same box. Luckily for your love of Oreos you were quicker and grabbed them before they had the chance to do the same thing. You faced to see a young man just giving you glance of disbelief.

“I’m guessing those are your favorite Oreo’s or else you wouldn’t have violently taken them off the shelve.” A smirk came across his face when you made eye contact with him, he may be cute but he did seem like a douche. 

“Well of course it is, its better then all the other ones including the original.” You were ready to pick a fight with this guy even its about oreos.

“The original is the best one, everyone knows that.” He scoffs at your ignorance before you could pick a fight with him a voice over the sound system interrupted you. 

“The store will closing in ten minutes all costumers please head to the registers to purchase your items. Once again the store will be closing in ten minutes.” 

“I guess we’ll continue this at the registers.” You rolled your cart down the aisle and you noticed he wasn’t following you. You stopped right where you are and turned around and said “Well are you coming or what? Because I’m going to prove to you that I’m right and you’re wrong.” He gave you a dumbfounded look, he  seemed as though he couldn’t believe what you said to him. He gave a small smile and said “Enlighten me with how those are better than the originals.”

How do you strike up a conversation with someone at a grocery store? Do you just go up to them like a normal person and be like “hey what’s up” or do you say “hey you pick out nice apples?” Wait no what the fuck thats stupid, awkward, and creepy.. Okay she’s going for the oreos better start talking to her now or else you’ll do it…. She’s really cute when she’s picks a fight. How can someone so small pick a fight, I’ll ask her out once she’s done going on about how the filling actually taste like real cream cheese. She’s dork but I want to get to know this dork.

Youngjae: Book Store- If anybody knew where to find you on a Saturday morning it would be either in sleeping in bed or at the local bookstore picking out some new books. Today was the day for you to be picking out some books. What you liked best about going early in the mornings was that there was no one else in the store and you can take all the time that you want without feeling rushed. You walked along the aisles back and forth in hope to find something that would interest you. You finally found the book that you’ve been wanting to read but always put it aside for a rainy day. As you grabbed the book you took a seat on the floor to read the first chapter of it, yet time went on and you were practically halfway through the book because there was a plot twist after another. As you reading your eyes shifted noticed a person was standing in front of you just looking at you. You looked up to acknowledge this person that turned out to be a young man just staring at you awkwardly. He keep opening and closing his mouth as if he was trying to choose what he was about to say more carefully after 10 ten seconds of him deciding what to say he finally began to talk to you.

“I know this seems rather weird and I completely understand that you probably wouldn’t talk to me but I just bought that book last week and I just wanted to say you’ll probably be mad at how the story ends. Still its a great book and I really recommend that you finish it. Well hmm I’ll let you get back to the book.” He started to walk away from you but you were utterly confused on how you’ll be mad at the ending.

“Wait!” Getting up from your little spot you hurried up to catch up to this young man. He was cute and he likes to read, he’s a keeper and you shouldn’t let him get away. “Why would I be mad at the ending!? Wait. Don’t tell me I don’t want to know.. I actually do want to know but on the other hand….” You kept babbling on about how you want to know the ending and how you didn’t want to know. He kept looking at you blankly trying to speak at a perfect opportunity but you wouldn’t let him. After minutes of babbling on you stopped and upon looking at him you just gave out a little sigh and realized how crazy he must think you’ll be. He handed you a business card and before you can ask what it was for he went on with his explanation which was pure innocence and awkwardness.

“Before you say anything else, here’s my number maybe when you’re done with the book we can probably talk about it over coffee or food? Only if you want to maybe I’m not pressuring you into a date or anything its only if you want to. I mean this is completely up to you, you know completely up to you. Maybe it doesn’t have to be date it coul-” You cut him off because you just couldn’t endure the babbling on 

“I’ll give you a call when I’m done with the book uhmmm Youngjae. I better get going though, it was nice meeting you. I’ll see you real soon.” You gave him a shy smile and a little wave and walked away from him, hoping you actually see him real soon.

You can do this Youngjae just go up to the pretty girl and just start talking to her. Don’t get distracted by her pretty looks but she really is pretty. She’s reading a book that Junior was telling me about let me google so reviews… *after talking to you the first time* okay you said what you needed to say and just walk away. Walk away.. Should I say something about her be indecisive I could just ask her out on a date. *after you said you’ll call him* Oh my god she practically said yes to the date! She said yes oh my god.. Wait I just realized I need to read that book now.. 

Bambam: Coffee Shop- As finals were coming up one after another, you felt like you’re going to die from all the stress and lack of sleep you were getting. Living on campus wasn’t that great either people were always at the library taking up all the tables making it crowded and your roommate’s partner was spending the night at your dorm studying and well just having sex when you passed out from exhaustion. When your biology final coming up in less than twelve hours you need to stay up all night to finish study on the differences between the genetics and cells in animals and plants. There was a coffee shop that was open 24 hours only in final weeks for college students, it was that far from campus either so you packed everything you needed and headed straight to the coffee shop. 

Upon entering the shop there wasn’t that many people there, just a few studying and a few other just relaxing. You ordered your drink and got yourself situated in a corner table near a window, so you can still see people walking by. A few hours passed by, three cups of coffee and now you were nearly on the verge of killing yourself. “Do I absolutely need to go to college? I mean can I just sell drugs or become a stripper, they make good money.” All these little thoughts came to your mind because there was no way in hell you would pass this final. You came to the realization that you just couldn’t do it anymore, you started to pack your things but as you did that someone walked to your table to interrupt your train of thought about literally becoming a stripper.

“Are you okay? You seem rather stressed out, do you need help with anything.” Even though this young man didn’t know you it was still sweet that he’s offering help.

“Uhm I just have a biology final coming up in a couple of hours and I’m just giving up and heading back to my dorm so I can at least sleep or something.” The tone of your voice he can tell you were actually giving up on yourself.

“I may not know you but I can’t help you study! You probably just need someone to help you out. I’ll help!! I don’t have nothing to do so I honestly don’t mind helping you.”

*After helping you to studying for a couple of hours*

It was two hours till your final and you started to pack up because it was best if you start heading out now. “It’s time for me to go I’m sorry that you helped me, you really didn’t need to but I greatly appreciate it, Kunpimook.” 

“Hey I told you to call me Bambam, and no problem Y/N we all have to help people out once in a while. After your final maybe we should hang out, after you get some sleep.” You couldn’t help but laugh because he was right about you getting sleep. You agreed to message him later that day to tell him how it went.

God that was the worst thing I ever experienced who needs biology? Why do you need to know about all these useless things, but I hope Y/N passes her finals she really deserves it after studying so much. Maybe I should take her to a different café as a way to celebrate her getting through that hell. Would she even go on a date with me? I hope she does say yes.

Yugyeom: Music store- One of the good things about working at a music store was that you got to play your favorite music. It was your favorite thing just being able to play all types of music and jamming out especially when there was no costumers around either. They wouldn’t judge you but it was always just better singing along when no one was there simply for the fact that you didn’t want to embarrass yourself. You had the late Thursday night shift which meant that you were restocking up on merchandise, and doing inventory. It was almost closing time and there was no one in the store so you started to restock so the quicker you finish the quicker you can go home. You went to the back to grab the merchandise that you needed as you were doing so you heard the little bell ring which meant someone, a costumer, entered the store. You grabbed whatever you needed and headed back out to the sales floor. You see a guy looking around the vinyl section. 

“Do you need help looking for something in particular sir?” Even though he seemed like he was around your age you still needed to be polite and talk to him formally.

“No I’m just looking around to see if something catches my eye. Do you have any recommendations?” This was your chance to tell him about your own music taste without being considered weird, he did say if you recommended anything. 

You asked him questions on his own personal taste in music and tried to find something similar and modern to that certain artist he told you. The both of you got to talking and you actually had the same taste which was pretty great because you both talked about artist and concerts you’ve both been too. You noticed the time and it was way pass closing time, this where it would be awkward tell this guy that seems pretty cool that he needed to leave.

“Hey I’m sorry but I kind of need to kick you out, I need to lock up and do some restocking before I get off.” You made that really awkward face you do when you get don’t know what to do after you say certain things.

“Its okay I completely understand, I’ll come back another time Y/N, you know so we can talk some more.” He gave you a cheeky smile and waved goodbye as he left the store. You rolled your eyes and just smiled to yourself about meeting him.

Honestly I never knew someone would like the same music as me, the other guys were starting to hate me for dragging them to concerts and blasting my music hard core in the car. She was really cute too… WAIT! I never asked when she was working again.. Crap should I go back and ask? Or is that too weird? No, I can just call and ask if she’s working that time. Yeah that’s less weird.. Stalkerish but not as weird. Hope I don’t make a fool of myself when I see her next time.

NCT U's reaction to buying pads for their girlfriend

Taeil: Let’s face it Taeil is such an awkward spud, the moment you asked him to pickup some pads he’d want to crawl under a rock and die there. That being said he’s also a really sweet guy who would do just about anything for his girlfriend. He’d hate it, but he’d definitely go to the store for you. He’d run in, pickup the first pads he found, and run out. He’d be a blushing mess at the checkout counter. Of course since he rushed in there without any clue what to buy he got the wrong kind, but you knew how hard it was for him, so you just said thank you and gave him a kiss on the cheek. You’d have to go to the store later that day by yourself and purchase the right kind of pads.

Taeyong: Asking him to buy pads is like asking him to throw himself off a cliff. Just reading your text he’d breakout into a cold sweat. He’d try to make up some bogus excuse at first about how he has to organize his sock drawer, but if you called him out on it he’d have no choice but to accept. He may be just as embarrassed as Taeil if not more, but he’d at least realize that there are hundreds of pads out there, and that he should text you to ask which ones you actually wanted. Let’s just say he couldn’t make eye contact with the cashier and vowed to never return to that same store again. On the plus side he came home with the right pads, and as traumatic an experience as it was for him he’d feel a bit proud of himself for having lived through it.

Doyoung: Doyoung would have no problem with you asking him to buy pads. It’s not his favorite thing to do, but let’s face it you have the boy wrapped around your finger. He’d feel confident walking into the store, but that confidence would start to falter when he saw all the different kinds of pads. He’d just stand in the middle of the isle for like ten whole minutes trying to decide which one to get. Finally some woman would take pity on his poor soul and help him pick out the most suitable type. She’d also advise him to get you some chocolate maybe or anything that he thought might make you feel a bit better. He’d thank her like a million times and then head home, but not before buying out half the store. Along with the pads he also presented you with like twenty different chocolate bars, a giant teddy bear, and a bouquet of roses.

Ten: I feel like out of all the guys Ten understands women the best. While some guys would complain or make a big deal about buying pads, Ten would understand just how stressful this time of the month must be for you, and be even more considerate of your feelings than usual. He’d quickly text you back letting you know he’d pickup the pads right after practice. And unlike all the other boys, he had seen the pads you previously had in the bathroom and memorized them. When he got to the store he simply found them and proceeded to checkout. He’d then come home and give you a big hug before starting on dinner, so you wouldn’t have to. He may not cook as well as Taeyong, but Ten’s Thai food is to die for. You’d honestly feel so blessed to have him as a boyfriend.

Jaehyun: I feel like out of all the guys Jaehyun is the manliest and he’s a bit on the younger side, so let’s face it periods would be a bit of a taboo topic in his opinion at first. That being said you two have been dating for a few years now, so he’s become desensitized if you will. He’d just look down at his phone and shake his head thinking it’s that time of the month again great. He hated buying pads, but it isn’t like women enjoy buying them either. At this point he was over feeling embarrassed, and after consistently bringing home the wrong kind in the past he’d finally memorized your favorite kind. At this point all the cashiers know him on a first name basis, and they just give him a knowing look as he stocks up on pads and chocolate. It’s safe to say that you’ve trained him into a pretty perfect boyfriend.

Mark: Oh no the poor baby is going to want to cry. He loves you, he really loves you, but pads and periods are beyond his understanding. He’d ask his hyungs for help, and they all advised him that unless he wanted a majorly pissed off girlfriend he’d buy the pads. So he’d text you back after forty-five minutes to let you know that he would indeed be buying pads after practice. Usually he couldn’t wait to get out of practice, but today he was dreading it and paced around the room for an extra ten minutes after all the members left before he got the courage to go to the store. Oh it was awkward not only did it take him twenty minutes to find the feminine hygiene isle, but he even knocked over a whole bunch of pads when he reached out for the first type he saw. Let’s just say the employees weren’t very happy with him, and the cashier kept glaring at him the whole time. He may have handed you the pads with a smile, but on the inside he was crying. Never again. He resolved that if you ever asked him to buy you pads again he’d pay someone to do it for him.