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Dean Thinks You’re Hot

Title: Dean Thinks You’re Hot

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 2,122

Anon Request: you think you could write one where the reader feels insecure about her stretch marks/size and Jensen is her best friend and tries to help her feel better?

Warnings: Negative Thoughts, Low Self-Esteem, Fluff, Implied Smut

A/N: Feedback is always appreciated, friends! xoxox

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    Pacing back and forth around your trailer almost drove you dizzy. Back and forth. Back and forth; as if that was going to simultaneously solve all of your problems. It wasn’t. Not even close.

    You had just gotten the memo that your intimate scene with Jensen was moved to today, not that you weren’t sweating buckets the second you got the script, but the fact that the scene was moved to today instead of five days from now had you ripping your hair from your head. You were going to be very exposed to him, and no matter how long the two of you had been friends, this was something you weren’t comfortable with on so many levels.

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do you think the rangers ever call zordon dad? wall dad? do you think they get him “best dad ever” mugs and add wall in before dad? make a special wall dad holiday?

“wall dad trini hit me!”
“trini do not hit zack.”
“we were sparring wall dad.”

Reminder to Abled people

The “perks” disabled people receive are not perks to the disabled. They only seem like perks if you have full bodily function. They aren’t benefits at all, they are the minimum required effort to help disabled people and they barely cut it. 

Special seating is to fit a wheel chair, our butts and legs are in the same amount of space as you. We’re also cramped and uncomfortable and in pain, don’t be telling us how you have it worse. Most of those seats aren’t even in good spots in the theater. 

Special parking is so we can even access the store. The walk from the middle of the lot for you is the same as the walk/wheel from the front of the lot for us. Many of us can barely make it inside from the handicapped parking.

Boarding planes first is because it takes extra time to do everything, including get in and out of chairs. They do not want US to block YOU. This is for YOUR benefit. 

This also applies to the special lines at roller coasters- They do not want US to block YOU, the majority, from having a good time. Odds are a disabled person can only ride a few rides before having to go home (as well as many rides bar people with health conditions), few to no disabled people are using this line. It is a SAFETY precaution as well, because a disabled person cannot handle the strain of waiting in line in the heat as long as an abled person can. In fact, most abled people barely tolerate it. Why would you expect a disabled person to not pass out and need emergency services and halt the line if abled people do it, too?

Using the Elevator is not a privilege. How the hell are we supposed to get wheel chairs, damaged body parts, and our generous helping of pain up the stairs? If you think this is a benefit, pinch yourself immediately because you are dreaming. And yes, elevators often make disabled people with sensitive constitutions (most of us) feel ill. It’s not even pleasant. 

Being Granted extra time on tests is because many of our brains freeze up when placed in a stressful situation. It also often takes longer for us to remember or process a question or answer. If you have testing anxiety, you are eligible too! Do not think it is limited to disabled people and it is a benefit. It’s so we don’t fail every test. It’s so we can KEEP UP with you. 

“Getting” to take their dogs everywhere, is the most misconceived of them all. The dog is specially trained to preform a task so we do not DIE suddenly in public. Sure, the dogs are loyal friends, but I am not exaggerating when I say it is to prevent DEATH. Please understand the dog is for personal safety. Like a rescue inhaler or an alarm. Do not complain that you cannot have a dog in public and do not bother our dogs. You are downplaying our illness. It is both rude and cruel. Are you at risk of dying suddenly that could be easily preventable with an assistant? No? Then leave us and our service animals alone because it is none of your business. 

Please think about WHY disabled people need this rather than decry the whole system that barely supports us. I am sure you mean well, but if you think that these things are “perks” or “benefits”, then you are part of the problem. 

A large population of disabled people don’t even get access to all of these things because of the extremely harmful “faker for benefits” mindset that has been widely adapted. It is killing us. Literally. Please be considerate of the needs of all human beings, not just those like you. 

I like double texts and calls when I least
expect them. I like knowing that if I don’t
respond to your messages, you miss me
enough to message me again. I like good
morning texts and I like good night texts.
I like knowing you think of me from the
moment you wake up and in the moments
just before you sleep. To put it simply, I like
being cared for. It’s usually me that ends up
breaking myself for people who wouldn’t do
the same. I like cute paragraphs every once
in a while. I like cute gifts. A matching
bracelet or the same hoodie; to me it makes
our bond more special… I like actions. So
prove to me that I matter and come see me
even if we’re miles away. Prove to me that
I am something special and there isn’t a
thing you wouldn’t do to see me smile.
Love me the way I love you and I promise
I’ll never leave.
—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #38
Jenseternity / instagram
you are not:
  • a burden: there’s a bucket of reasons why you should not feel like one. perhaps you’re overthinking, worried, or feeling down. but don’t ever feel like you’re being such a burden. you are part of the population. you are important. without you, this world would lose the opportunity to be changed in your own simple ways. you are necessary. you are loved and it’s okay to be your own priority.
  • a disappointment: you’re not! i’m proud of wherever you are right now. im proud of your progress; no matter how enormous or minute it might be. if you failed your test, it’s okay. if you didn’t win the competition, it’s alright. im pretty sure you did your best and it’s that part that will always matter. don’t let other people’s “what a shame” bring you down. YOU. ARE. NOT. A. SHAME. you are blooming in your own simple ways. and I am proud and happy for you. continue growing, aspiring, believing in yourself. i’m proud of you.
  • a weirdo: most definitely never a weirdo! if you like doing things that are quite different, that does not make you a weirdo. that makes you special and even more precious. it was such a perfect combination of atoms and dna that led to a beautiful creature that is you and oh dear god, you’re amazing. your way of thinking is creative and the way you do things is totally out of this world. you are beyond the things earthly. you are meant for greater things. and you are most definitely not a weirdo.
  • ugly: whoever said you were, should most definitely need to get their eyes checked. when was the last time they went to the eye doctor anyway? if there’s anything that i’d like to be, it is to be as beautiful and as bright as you, a total human version of sunshine. your eyes light up like a ray of sunlight, your lips are perfectly carved like cherries, and your noise is huge or small and it’s cute. most definitely cute like a button. and the world should be in awe every time you wake up.
  • not good enough: you are good enough. you should feel good enough. if somebody’s making you feel like you’re not, then that only means he does not deserve you, the brightest star light in the universe. you deserve to feel loved. your strength and your smiles make this world a better place. you are good enough: always have been, forever will be.
  • alone: i’m here for you, your dogs are there for you. your cats are waiting for you. your pets will always be at your back, giving sweet and soft head bumps to make you feel loved. your music playlist is there for you to blast when you’re feeling a tinsy bit down. you are never ever alone. we’re constantly caring, loving, and waiting for you. please stop frowning and crying, you are loved.
  • stupid: you are, as a matter of fact, really really intelligent and even smart! perhaps you’re having difficulty in understanding your math or chemistry lessons, but that’s part of the process! at least you’re learning. i’m pretty sure some people will not be able to understand it just like you. but that doesn’t equal to being stupid. you’re just learning. continue to crave for knowledge and continue to make your curiosity work. you are not stupid.
  • annoying: you are never annoying! just keep on talking if you feel like sharing the entire story of your life. if you want to hit me up, that’s perfectly fine too. you haven’t even said anything to make me feel uncomfortable. people would love to hear you out, to befriend you, to be part of your social bubble. no you’re not being extra annoying, friendliness does not equal to being annoying. honestly, just keep on doing you. if that’s what makes you feel happy, then you’re doing fine.
Misc. sentence starters.

Modify pronouns and wording as necessary! Some may be slightly unsafe for work / sexual in nature.

“Why did you come here when you knew I’d only send you away?”
“I thought I made it clear I didn’t want to see you.”
“I look at you, and all I can think about is how much better you deserve.”
“Why haven’t you left me yet?”
“The things I would do for you terrify me.”
“Nobody likes a tyrant. Show the people you can be reasoned with.”
“Your people will only tolerate so much.”
“If you want to ruin your life, be my guest, but leave me out of it.”
“Can’t you touch anything without breaking it?”
“Please don’t leave me. Please.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll do anything.”
“My life was grey before I met you. Now it’s so colourful I can barely stand it.”
“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“I’d do anything for you. I’d kill, lie, cheat and steal for you. You wouldn’t even need to ask.”
“For the purposes of tonight, you and I will be taking on certain roles. You are not to break character under any circumstances lest you blow our cover, is that understood?”
“I am not here to make friends. I am here to offer you something you cannot refuse.”
“You don’t have to play coy with me - what do you really want?”
“You really fucked me over, you know. You really messed me up.”
“You piss me off so much sometimes I can barely stand it.”
“Why are you like this? Why do you have to ruin everything?”
“You really would do anything for me, wouldn’t you?”
“I like the way you beg, boy.”
“Do you drop to your knees for everyone that shows you attention, or am I a special case?”
“Shh, it’s okay. I know how much you need this. I know how much you want to be wanted.”
“I can think of better uses for that mouth of yours than back-talking me.”
“Just let go. It’s alright, I’ve got you.”
“Don’t talk. Just open your mouth.”
“Tell me what you want from me.”

Thoughts Of The Signs
  • Aries: "I'm going to do this with or without you. I do not need you to show me how. I do not need you to watch me do it."
  • Taurus: "I can retract my kindness at any moment. I can make you sorry just as quickly as I can make you comfortable."
  • Gemini: "I just wish someone would believe me when I speak. Not everything I say is a joke. Not every game I play is in vain."
  • Cancer: "How about instead of complaining that I'm constantly moping, you give me a reason to stop moping?"
  • Leo: "There are times I feel like I should just stop speaking. I want to see who would honestly notice, or care."
  • Virgo: "I just wish someone would acknowledge my ideas. I want to feel important for more than two seconds. I want to be remembered."
  • Libra: "I want to show off those important to me. I want to tell everyone exactly what makes them special. I wish mere words could say it enough."
  • Scorpio: "People don't think I notice, but I do. I notice every slight change in behavior, right down to an odd blinking pattern."
  • Sagittarius: "You can either take me as I am or you can walk away. I'm not going to change my way of thinking to appease or align with your lifestyle."
  • Capricorn: "I will bulldoze anything that gets in my way. If it means I have to break a couple hearts on my way up, no problem. I'm not backing down."
  • Aquarius: "I don't have time to talk about it, I don't have energy to talk about it, and I don't have any seconds left to waste. Let's move on."
  • Pisces: "Just yesterday, it felt like everything was perfect. I know it's going to crumble to the ground. I know I destroy everything I touch. So I'm not expecting anything less."
Touch Me, Touch You | 03 (M)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5


BTS; Yoongi/Suga (Ft. Hoseok/J-Hope)

Genre: Smut | a touch of angst

Word count: 3.6k

Description: Yoongi gets a surprise when he thought he had the apartment all to himself.

Anonymous requested: Voyeurism with Yoongi was supposed to be a drabble but turned into this mess…

Warnings: Masturbation, dirty talk, sexting/phone sex

A/N: What am I doing actually… Look, I had to make this into an angsty story.. I can’t just not make it angsty. This is still like pwp basically, but we are getting to plot I swear…

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And here’s Edd having a friendly conversation with a Mumintrollen

Tord: so pretty like waifu~

Edd: do you think that They are together or something?

Tom: Geez I don’t know Edd-

Edd: oh, nevermind, I guess the question never really
MATTORD anyway ~

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anonymous asked:

:D Hey Miss Immortal!!! Can I request a fluff?! Chocobros catch their s/o staring at them, then s/o just smiles and tells him that he has a beautiful soul. <3 *heart flutters*

HELLO CUTE ANON! <3 Of course you may request a fluff- this is sooo up my alley omg- this is the kind of fluff I live for! :D Enjoyyy! Tagging @rubyreddemise because this Prompto drabble is my fluffy pride and joy and I feel you will appreciate it Ruby! <3


Noctis: Noctis has been fishing on the pier at Galdin Quay for HOURS. The guys are getting tired, so they quietly excuse themselves, leaving you alone with Noctis. At first, Noctis grumbles at losing his audience, but then calms down when he notices that you are still sitting just behind him, next to his tackle box, counting and sorting the different lures that he has managed to collect during his travels.

When you eventually finish sorting the lures, you glance up at your prince- no… king! You frown slightly at your persistent mistake- you always forget that he’s technically the King of Lucis now… since his father had passed in the Imperials’ attack on Insomnia. Your gaze softens as you fix your eyes onto Noctis’ strong and regal side profile. You still can’t believe that he chose you… that he wanted to be with you. It was just so surreal.

You don’t know how long you just sit there on the wooden slats of the pier, staring at your dear boyfriend, until Noctis yawns and stretches languidly with his arms spread wide. He pops his joints slowly before shrugging a few times to get his blood flowing, and you giggle softly at how adorable your young king is. Noctis’ midnight blue eyes immediately meet yours and he raises his eyebrows in amusement at your spaced-out look.

“Hm?” he hums his unspecified question. You blink and smile adoringly at your favourite person in the world and lean forward to press a chaste kiss to his cheek. You retract from him slowly and absolutely adore the light blush settling upon his pale cheeks.

“Nothing sweet heart. You’ve just got such a pure and beautiful soul and I can’t stop falling in love with you.”

Noctis’ eyes widen comically at your admission before he turns his body to face yours before leaning forwards, his eyes shutting blissfully just before his lips touch yours. You both share a sweet kiss on the pier, and for once, Noctis isn’t upset that his catch got away.


Prompto: You and the guys have just finished dinner and are now idly partaking in your usual nightly wind-down activities. Noctis is playing King’s Knight on his phone, fist-pumping to himself whenever he manages to beat a difficult level. Gladio is performing a light workout consisting of squats, push ups and sit ups. Ignis has just finished washing up all the used cutlery and is now leisurely reading a magazine. You are seated beside your sunshine boyfriend on the ground, and the two of you are leaning your shoulders against each other, viewing the pictures that Promto took during the day.

“Hey, the lighting’s good in this one!” Prompto turns his head towards you and grins, the corners of his bright blue eyes crinkling slightly. You lean closer to take a look at the picture display on his precious camera and find yourself smiling at the shot he took of yourself and Noctis grinning and hi-fiving each other after the conclusion of a battle.

“Yeah, you really have a knack for this Prompto,” your praise your boyfriend. He blushes at your kinds words- he always blushes when you pay him any type of compliment- and turns back to his camera with a little giggle.

Hehe, well… you know… the subjects of the shot are pretty amazing so…” you frown as you notice Prompto’s shoulders slump. You gaze at his side profile as he stares sadly down at the picture of you and Noctis. After a few idle moments, you lean forward and pepper soft kisses across Prompto’s jaw, making him gasp out of surprise. You shut your eyes and focus on the feel of Prompto’s slight stubble against your lips and smile as you feel him tilt his head to give you better access. You continue for a few short moments more before leaning back from your boyfriend and opening your eyes once again.

He’s staring at you, gaze soft, camera still clutched in his hands. You offer him a soft smile and brush some of his floppy blond hair from his face in a tender gesture. You’re both quiet for a bit, just looking at each other- forgetting that the others were milling around you, getting ready for bed.

“Why do you always look at me like that? I’m nothing special,” Prompto smiles sadly at you. You shake your head in slight disbelief, and look deep into those clear blue eyes that you love oh so much.

“I can’t believe someone with such a beautiful soul would think so lowly of themselves,” you say, your voice slightly reprimanding. Prompto laughs awkwardly and you continue speaking, “you’re amazing and I am so lucky to be yours.” You lean forward and press your lips tenderly against Prompto’s, eyes open and staring intensely into Prompto’s.

You watch as Prompto’s eyes tear up, as they clasp shut, and as he pulls you closer- his camera in his lap- kissing you with more fervour then before. You pull away and gasp for breath, and Prompto leans his head against your shoulder. His shoulders are shaking, and you know he’s overwhelmed by your admission. You bring your hands upwards to card through his hair- a comforting gesture.

“I love you, my dearest sunshine.”

“I love you too, my favourite muse.”


Gladio: Gladio grunts as he flops onto your shared hotel bed at the end of a very long day. You take a page from his book and flop down right beside him. Both of you are staring up at the generic off-white ceiling, appreciating each other’s warmth in comfortable silence. After a few peaceful minutes, Gladio lets out a sigh and sits up on the edge of the bed. You remain on your back, but you let your eyes linger on Gladio’s tense back.

“Babe, I’m gonna go grab a shower before bed. Do you wanna go first? Or come with me?” Gladio winks at his last suggestion. You sit up and slap him playfully on his muscly bicep.

“I think I’ll pass, you horn dog. You go do your thing- I’ll wait till you’re done.” Gladio grins at you before pressing a sweet kiss to your lips and making his way to the adjoining bathroom. You sigh happily, watching your boyfriend disappear into the bathroom.

You’re not sure when your eyes shut, nor do you know exactly when you fell into a tiresome sleep- but you awake the moment you feel the bed dip beside you. Cracking your eyes open, you catch sight of Gladiolus Amicitia sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing nothing but sleeping pants. You admire the garuda tattoo splayed across his back and trace the intricate patterns up and down his back with your eyes. Your gaze trails towards his damp, brown hair and traces the sharp lines of his jaw.

You suddenly find yourself gazing intently into Gladio’s curious, yet warm amber eyes. He smiles sweetly at you, and your heart flutters at the intimate gesture- you hardly ever get to see his unguarded smile. He’s got an image to keep up, after all.

“See something you like?” he murmurs, his gravelly voice rumbling low in his chest. You nod slowly, a blissful smile overtaking your lips.

“My Gladio’s beautiful soul.”

Gladio falls back on the bed, turning onto his side and gathering you carefully into his arms. You sigh at the warm contact of your cheek against his bare chest. Letting your hands roam his back freely, you cuddle closer to your much larger boyfriend.

Gladio lets out a short laugh, pulling you closer to himself.

“A little clingy tonight, aren’t we?”

You frown and pull away slightly, “you want me to stop?”

Gladio shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your temple and tucking your head back against his chest.

“Never.”


Ignis: You watch in awe as Ignis works his way around the portable gas stove with grace and poise. He consults his recipe book and adds in just a pinch of salt before stirring the risotto he is currently crafting. His hands are free of his gloves, and you watch his pale, elegant fingers work their magic as your evening meal is being prepared. You finally stand and make your way towards Ignis as he shut off the stove and begins to dish out five servings of food.

“I feel bad that I can never help you out with the cooking…” you admit quietly, taking two plates of food being balanced precariously on Ignis’ free arm. Your boyfriend of four years nods his head in thanks before turning back to the pot and serving up more.

“Darling, it’s absolutely fine. I enjoy cooking for you all,” you glance at him after you’ve handed the plates off to a rather famished Prompto, and don’t doubt the royal advisor’s words for one second. The small smile of contentment on his face as he served out the last of the risotto onto the final plate confirmed his love of cooking for you all. You move to take two plates from him, but he brushes you off gently when you reach for the second plate. You look up and lock eyes with his moss-green gaze. “It’s fine. I’ll do it, you go and eat- I know you’ve had a rough day.”

Your eyes widen at Ignis’ astute observation. You were indeed having a rough day, what with… that TIME of the month cramping your style and all (pun totally intended). But you hadn’t mentioned your issue to Ignis or any of the guys- it was slightly embarrassing, being the only woman in the group and all.

“Iggy… gosh. What did I ever do to receive so much love from such a beautiful soul?” you say, your voice incredibly soft as you regard Ignis with wide, reverent eyes. Ignis simply smiles down at you and quickly presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

“You brought me unending happiness, and a reason to give value to my own life outside of being Noctis’ advisor.”

Ignis pulls away from you and hands Gladio his plate of food before settling down onto his folding chair. He waits until you are seated beside him, and silently urges you to take a bite out of your favourite meal. You tear up at the wonderful flavours that hit your mouth and you smile gratefully at Ignis.

“How is it?” Ignis asks.

You nod slowly, regarding your boyfriend with a tender gaze.

“Amazing- as always.” Ignis positively beams at you before taking a spoonful of his creating into his mouth and chewing. Your heart fills with an unquenchable warmth and you find yourself falling deeper into Ignis’ juxtaposed suave and innocent charms.

anonymous asked:

Ok, so, if you had to pick animals that represented each dai companion, which ones do you think would be best? I saw that mod Sarah had a zoology interest and was a bit intrigued.

OH BOY QUESTIONS ABOUT ANIMALS??? AND DRAGON AGE??? SIGN ME UP!!! ASKING ME THIS WAS A MISTAKE ANON YOU HAVE OPENED THE INFO DUMP GATES I AM A BIOLOGY MAJOR SPECIALIZING IN ORGANISMAL AND EVOLUTION BIOLOGY

Cassandra: Perhaps a cat (any member of the family Felidae, though specifically for Cassandra, Felis catus, AKA the domestic house cat). Cats come in many personalities, just like humans and many other living creatures (not limited to vertebrates, consider cephalopoda). People, however, often associate them with being graceful and powerful hunters, but with also being somewhat standoffish– which is not a trait that is granted to all cats, as any cat owner would know. Most cats are loving and intelligent, too, which makes me think cats (mostly domestic cats, but if any of you are thinking of a black panther, which is just a melanistic member of any of the Panthera species) then go for it.

Iron Bull: A tough one. The bull (defined as any uncastrated males of the species Bos taurus), is the obvious choice– but with now much Bull likes dragons (while unfortunately not a real creature, because they can’t have a spare set of limbs to make wings-reptiles are part of the supergroup tetrapoda, have only four limbs; to have wings, the front limbs must be wings or or they don’t have any at all. In that regard, Skyrim dragons are the more anatomically correct dragons if they were to exist but WHATEVER this is a fantasy universe) a drake is also a very possible choice for Bull.

Blackwall: A bear would be the obvious choice, perhaps Ursus americanus, the American black bear, which is the most wide-spread of bear species and often the ones that wander into human settlements looking for food.

Sera: While many of you think of the a honey bee, any bee that is a species under the genus Apis, I don’t believe this suits Sera. Perhaps a raven, or another member of the genus Corvus. The reason for this is that members of the genus Corvus (which contains such species as ravens, crows, rooks, and jackdaws) are highly intelligent– and known to be ballsy as fuck. They can be taught human speech, and are known to even play tricks on each other for shits and giggles. They are the pranksters of the bird world, and I feel this would fit Sera excellently. 

Cole: A mimic octopus, Thaumoctopus mimicus. Bear with me on this; while all members of the order Octopoda, which are cephalopods, a subgroup of molluscs, are highly intelligent and capable of fantastic camouflage through the use of iridophores and chromatophores (to put it simply, they’re specialized dermal cells that contain pigment to rapidly change color), a mimic octopus is perhaps the best of all at camouflage. A mimic octopus is capable of changing its skin texture and shape to copy other species to blend in– sometimes called ninjas of the sea. Watch this TED Talk for further information: https://www.ted.com/talks/david_gallo_shows_underwater_astonishments 

ANYWAYS, GETTING OVER HOW RAD I THINK CEPHALOPODS ARE, Cole was a spirit who took the form of the mage Cole, in the White Spire. We have no idea what he looked like before then– as Dorian describes most spirits, they look “bizarre (and) monstrous” in their true forms. If a spirit is capable of such mimicry and such intelligence, I can think of no better animal to represent Cole than a mimic octopus.

Varric: A parrot. Parrots are highly intelligent and known for their speech capabilities, along with being v. pretty. There are MANY different members of the order Psittaciformes, which encompass all parrots. It is a very large clade composed of 393 species to date, but I I think Varric could best be represented by an African Gray Parrot, specifically the Congo African grey parrot, an Old World parrot of the species Psittacus erithacus. These birds are SUPER COOL because they’re among the best at mimicking human speech; one in particular in Japan was returned to his family after repeating the address of his home. They’re also known for hearing things in their surroundings and then repeatedly saying it, much to the ire of the humans they live with.

Dorian: This one is easy; a peacock, which comes in three species, though all are members of the family  Phasianidae, which is shared by pheasants, partridges, junglefowl, chickens, Old World quail, and peafowl. These are popular gamebirds, often poor at flying but PRETTY AS FUCK. For Dorian, I think I’ll go with the Indian peafowl, Pavo cristatus– notice the familiar ‘Pav’ in the name, anyone?

Solas: An ostrich A gray wolf, Canis lupus. No further explanation needed.

Vivienne: An orca, Orcinus orca. Orcas are among the most intelligent animals on Earth, known for being beautiful as well as the apex predators of the sea (being cosmopolitan species, like humans, they are found in a variety of environments, across multiple habitats. 

Josephine: A dove, any member of the family Columbidae, which encompasses 310 species. (Fun fact! Members of Columbidae are the only birds that don’t have to lift their necks up to swallow water. All birds except for them have to pull it into the mouths and pull their necks up to swallow). Doves are seen as an international symbol for peace and love, suitable for an ambassador. For her, I think I’ll go with the diamond dove, Geopelia cuneata.

Leliana: Like Sera, I think she would also fit as a raven, but for the sake of being a nerd and introducing another sort of animal, the next runner-up is the ferret, Mustela putorius furo. Ferrets were domesticated for their ability to ferret– that is, to hunt and catch prey, specifically rodents, which often reside in narrow holes and tunnels that humans can’t reach. Being an excellent spy, well, I feel this should explain itself.

Cullen: An African lion, Panthera leo. If anyone has seen his helmet, it should be sufficient explanation, but they are also famed by their beautiful, voluminous manes– just like Cullen!

The moral of this story is: don’t ask me about animals unless you are prepared for the info-dump, because I love the kingdom Animalia so much (I got OVER 100% in a college-level Zoology course, I could regale you for HOURS on Animalia, ranging from Porifera (sea sponges), the basal clade and taxa of Animalia, all the way to Mammalia. I meant to do chores an hour ago but got carried away. Thank you, and enjoy my fangirling.

–Mod Sarah

Mikasa Ackerman and Historia Reiss

This review will be somewhat extensive, reading various analyzes of different people and my own 

Is obvious that Isayama has placed a few parallels between characters that are very different and shows in various panels.

example


Historia is similar to Ymir and Eren, but there is a symmetry in situations with Mikasa that separates them from the other two respectively and I think Mikasa is aware of this similarity, you could say that “they are like two sides of the same coin” ..

The whole life of Historia and Mikasa is about the basic cruelty of humanity.
But even the way to lose their mothers is so similar and contradictory at the same time.


In the case of Mikasa his mother died in front of his eyes trying to protect her, this was a fortuitous event by bandits.

In the second case Historia mother denied it with all her strength and before death I wish her death, this fact was something planned by the government.

Having listened to Historia story, I am sure that Mikasa is the one that more than any other person shown, would be familiar with that concept, human cruelty and obviously,

 I think that already felt something connected to Historia, because like She, she also had a special person in her life, this brings us to the next point:


Relations with your special person


Well as you know Historia is the girl who is always with Ymir (Mikasa herself mentioned it in 37).
Like Mikasa is the girl who is always with Eren.

Mikasa learned from Eren something that served him all his life “If you do not fight you do not win”, this would allow him to survive even without Eren as seen in Tross

Historia learned from Ymir something that would also serve him for his whole life “Living with pride every day” this allowed him to rise even without Ymir as seen in the Reiss Saga.

Even the scene in which Mikasa clings to Eren and when Historia clings to Ymir it is rather strange.

Are different in everything but at the same time that parallelism that was seen in the childhoods of Mikasa and Historia  persists, just watch

“When Mikasa sees him, he runs with a stunned expression, unable to believe it and instead opens without Titans.

"When Historia  sees Ymir dying she runs to her and starts to cry, not caring about the Titans.

"When Mikasa has him in her arms, she breaks down and burst into tears.


"When they manage to rescue Ymir, the queen holds her in her arms and holds her tears, and they take a sweet look.

At that moment Ymir was aware and Eren knocked out, and for the freckle that moment was everything for her and for Eren that moment did not mean anything for being knocked out.

If you came to this point you will see that this parallelism is something fascinating and I do not think it is coincidence

The truth is that this reflects many things and the nature of the two relationships.

Being honest, it is difficult to think that someone as wicked as Isayama wrote something so "Poetic”

Something that until recently I had not noticed is that Mikasa has sympathy for people who like her have a special person in their life.

For example a small thing that is seen in the manga and in the anime is not reflected well, is when Mikasa sees to Franks and Hanna and he listens to him when this one says to him “tranquilízate I will protect you” (this part of the review takes it from Another truth I saw it a few days ago I think)


In the manga it is more than clear that I wanted to do this with Eren and he does it but it did not go as she expected

The greatest example of this we can see in the Saga of “Clash of Titans”
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As you know Mikasa is an extreme girl when it comes to Eren always protects what she loves and even though she dislikes killing she does it to those who oppose, without hesitation.

But none of her other opponents had ever found herself in a situation like Christa was at that moment, with which Mikasa herself could be identified.

Jean himself told him (not everyone is willing to die for Eren), but Historia was willing to do everything for Ymir and the freckle felt the same is something that Mikasa could realize even the moment in Udtgar will have reminded her when she herself I cling to Eren when he was reborn, for that kind of connection with a loved one is not something “easy” to find.


I remember when Ymir ate “Christa” all his comrades treated her as a traitor right there, Armin also but Mikasa looked more confused than the others by the action of Ymir 

The confrontation with Historia, is very well written and the truth reflects enough, their feelings of both and that so far are willing to arrive but in spite of the threats it was noticed that he was hesitating and did not have a real honor to harm them and I leave them Free.


Now let’s explore their relationship in the Reiss Arc

Now the development between Historia and Mikasa in this saga was very satisfactory, although to the beginnings of the sleeve they had no contact, since it is obvious that it was not seen around Historia because the future queen was a surprise character that the Much development In the arc of the insurrection

We can appreciate how Isayama to them two in the first chapters of the Arc Reiss put them in several panels together despite being centered in Eren and the royal family
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In this arc there are things that happened were screen and is very easy to explain.

For example in that Arch it is obvious that Sasha will have asked his friends what happened to Reiner, Berthold, Annie, what happened to the people of Connie and Historia what happened to Ymir is obvious that they talked about this, but they are things that They are not necessary to show since you can deduce it after analyzing,

Now Mikasa and Historia is obvious that they also talked about what happened before (just when they are going to raise firewood and come back together)

It is obvious that Mikasa apologized for what happened and has an idea of what Historia is going through in those moments.

Mikasa in the last mission despite the dead was able to bring his beloved and his family alive, but the other could not and instead lived the worst nightmare of Mikasa, to be abandoned by his special person, to lose his “home”

Even Eren himself spoke of Ymir because he saw Historia very sad and downcast (knowing that he is very insensitive).

Another example of what I am talking about is in 52 When Eren and Connie are peeling potatoes while Historia and Mikasa are cooking

Connie starts to speak badly of Ymir and the little blonde intervenes defending her, saying at the end “I know her” before this Eren and Connie looks at strangers, but Mikasa looks at Historia, I think it’s impossible for her not to feel identified with this.

His reaction when Levi mistreated Historia is funny

The good thing about writing Isayama is that there are things that one has to interpret from the perspective of our characters and Mikasa is one of the deepest characters

Mikasa’s reaction to the news that Eren will die is very similar to when Historia is abandoned, even that emptiness in the eyes is so similar the way Isayama showed him his expressions and the feeling of loneliness.

Also if we think well both are suffering in the same way and that contradictory parallelism in their lives and relationships is present back, since Eren is with Mikasa for good or bad but at the same time is far away and away, while Ymir is Very far from Historia but at the same time this with her giving him strength is pure poetry xD

Historia can understand Eren and Ymir very well, as has been demonstrated in the manga but in spite of everything Isayama did something much more impressive with Mikasa, although the two have opposite personalities in the course of the 2 Months the queen was seen closer With Eren, Mikasa, Armin


Also with so many things that have happened including Ymir (his death announced in the letter although I do not think he is dead yet) and now with the future death of Eren by deterioration, you can deduce how your relationship in Time sky is obvious That they are going to talk about this since it is something that you can only talk to someone who has suffered the same as you and come to understand your feelings, this is one of the great reasons why I really think that between all of them have become More close and will be closer in the future by this connection

Well repeat something in a previous post

Although if they asked me if those two girls are alike, despite all my more sensible answer would be:

They do not look alike

Since one of the girls decided to live by herself for the only desire of his person appreciated and the other girl decided to hold on to that person he appreciated.

But both girls were the same, the two shared a look full of sadness.

This was a long review I hope you have enjoyed until the next

500 followers fic giveaway

In honor of this blog somehow reaching 500 followers, I decided to do a small fic giveaway. I never expected to get so many and I especially never expected to meet/talk to as many amazing people as I did, so I really wanted to thank you guys. That goes double for everyone that read my fics and left me kudos or nice comments, you guys are the best!! Thank you for making my fandom experience infinitely better than the vld fandom seemed from the outside :D ♥

But enough of the pointless babbling, here is how this is gonna work:

  • there will be 3 winners
  • I will only write klance 
  • all fics will be between 2k-10k words. Those that know my writing also know that it’s pretty much impossible for me to limit myself to a certain number of words, so I will not go with the usual 1st-2nd-3rd place system. All winners will get the same treatment - how much I write for your request depends on how much it inspires me. 
  • keep your prompt/request short. I can guarantee you that I will always reach the lower limit of 2k words, no matter how short you think the prompt is is.
  • like/reblog to enter. You don’t have to be following me. Once the deadline arrives I will go to a random number generator and draw the winners.
  • winners will be notified over IMs/PMs. If you are not following me, make sure that I can message you that way! Should you not respond within 24 hours, a new winner will be drawn.
  • last day to enter is May 1st. Winners will therefore be notified on May 2nd.

and last but definitely not least:

  • be patient with receiving your fics. As you can see they will be quite long and I will have to write them on top of studying/the big bangs I joined. I also tend to dedicate 100% of my time to finishing one fic before starting another, so do not demand regular updates on my story progress. I will tell you when I started/finished writing your prompt, so you’ll roughly know when to expect something. 

Alright, that’s it, good luck! :D

Three Times Mulder and Scully Got Caught and One Time They Didn’t Care -- Part 3

Part 1

Part 2

Rating: Explicit

AN: This was a very fun part to write! All of my love and gratitude to @piecesofscully for the lightning fast beta and just for being an all around wonderful person.

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“God, Mulder, you really need to stop that.”

“Mmmm stop what?” Mulder asked as he continued to wind his tongue around her earlobe, his teeth gently tugging at her earring.

Scully closed her eyes, the hotel keycard missing the lock entirely as she leaned back into his chest, reveling at the feeling of his tongue in her ear and his hands pawing at her breasts. “You know exactly what you are doing, Agent Mulder. I’m having enough trouble with this key as it is, I really don’t need you doing, oh Jesus, that.”

He popped the top button of her shirt open as he leaned down and whispered a gentle laugh into her cheek. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you polish off that much champagne, Agent Scully. As the acting supervisor of The X-Files division I have to say, I am highly disappointed.”

Giving up on the door, she dropped the keycard to the floor before reaching behind her.

“Hmmm, that certainly doesn’t feel like disappointment, and besides, Special Agent Fox Mulder, FBI,” she sassed as she turned around and wound her arms around his neck putting her lips against his, “We are not currently on duty. A fact that I plan on continuing to celebrate with more alcohol and more you.” Scully punctuated her statement with a slow lick of his bottom lip.

“Oh, Scully, I don’t know.” He bent down to pick the card up off the floor, dragging his hands across the curves and planes of her body as he straightened back up. “Your level of inebriation is a cause of concern.” Mulder finally unlocked the door and held it open with an outstretched arm.

Scully lifted her eyebrow and her eyes to Mulder as she was forced to walk under his arm. “Seriously? Mulder, I might be a little tipsy, but I assure you, the keycard wasn’t working right. I am in no way drunk.”

After making sure the “Do Not Disturb” door hanger was firmly in place, he shut the door, flipped the lock and turned to her.  His eyes moved across her body languidly, taking their time to take in all of her before answering, “That is exactly why I am concerned.” Mulder crossed to the minibar, taking out tiny bottle after tiny bottle. “This is one, full, case-free, duty-free, FBI-free, weekend. Just you and me, Scully.”

Scully perched on the foot of the large king-sized bed and toed off her high heels, the shoes thumping to the carpet. “How did you manage to swing this, Mulder? How were you able to slide under Skinner’s radar? I thought for sure he would have us on another case this weekend.”

Ceasing his minibar raid, Mulder turned to her with a smirk. “Well, I may or may not have implied that we would be swamped with a backlog of purchase requisitions that need to be processed before being sent over to accounting –”

“Not entirely false.” Scully interrupted.

“And Skinner just so happens to be at a director’s conference all weekend, so there is no chance we are going to be called away on a case,” he explained, his smirk evolving into full-fledged smile. “Pick your poison, Scully.”

Toying with the buttons of her blouse she looked at him through her lashes before replying, “What do you think, Mulder?”

He sat back on his heels and regarded her, staring at her for a beat before answering. “You seem like a strictly wine and champagne girl. Maybe the occasional beer.”

“What would you do if I requested that bottle of Patrón in your hand?”

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On being chosen.

I feel compersion.  I am very happy seeing my love happy. Feeling jealousy isn’t terribly common for me, but I’ve recently identified one of the things that I think contribute to its occasional appearance among all the other feels.

That thing is not feeling chosen.

How can I explain. You see, I watched my husband choose his girlfriend. He chose her from among many potential women, and spent the first many months of their relationship doing everything he could to show her he chose her, that he liked her, that she was special to him. And our relationship of 20+ years continued along, on maybe a slightly more deliberate setting than autopilot, but with very little thought to whether the settings we’d been comfortable with all those years were still the best ones. On whether we were even the same people we’d learned those settings for.

Recently though, when he and his girlfriend began to try and work through some rough times, it became clear that I was being hurt, suffering collateral damage as it were. And one way I realised I was being hurt was by his assumption that having chosen me once was enough. But watching him struggle in a new romance and not knowing how he was going to resolve things, and how our relationship would look at the end of it, I began feeling more and more insecure, and less and less valued. Until when he would say ‘I love you’, I would hear it as a scrap thrown to me, not as the heart-stopping phrase it once was.

After struggling with this for a while, I realised that I needed to see, hear, know, that I was chosen, again and again, over and over, not instead of his shiny new girlfriend, but as well as, alongside of.  Chosen to still be his love while he also learned to love her. Not chosen in the same way, not for the same reasons, but chosen all the same, for the things that make me special to him, for the things that I bring to him that she cannot, just as I rejoice in his enjoying what she brings to him that I cannot. 

I told him what I thought. And he heard me, and understood, because he’s awesome, and he texted me “I choose you.” And I cried. 

I actually think that there’s a lot of power in this, in knowing that my partner chooses me not because it’s the default option, but rather that he chooses me from myriad choices because he sees value in me, because he loves me.  

We’re figuring out what this looks like in everyday life a bit at a time, haltingly, but the one thing I know for certain is that it’s not going to look the same now as it will in 6 months, or 6 years. Because continually expressing curiosity about who the other is, how they’ve grown and changed, and what they need, that  seems so far to be a key part of this  expression of 'I choose you’.

I hate that I love you - Jack Wilder Imagine

Prompt: Reader is an FBI Special Agent who arrests the four Horsemen along with Agent Fuller after they robbed the bank. Unfortunately Reader has met Jack before and they develop a love-hate-relationship.

Authors note: So this is the first imagine I´m putting up on this blog. I had this idea in my head for quite a long time now and I finally wrote it. It got pretty long tho so I forced myself to stop at one point. Since I´m having a lot more ideas for this story there´s probably gonna be a Part 2. I´m sorry for any typos but its currently 4am and I just spent about 3 hours on this so I don’t really feel like editing it right now. I hope whoever reads this likes it tho.

Fandom: Now you see me

Pairing: Jack Wilder x Reader

Warning: There´s like one cuss word 

Word Count:  1.622

„Alright, let´s get those magicians”, I said to Agent Fuller and the rest of our team. We were at the Aria Hotel ready to arrest the so called Horsemen for robbing a bank at their show last night. I had to admit that I thought Fuller was just messing with me when he told me about them. I mean magicians? C´mon these guys are entertainers. However it didn´t matter what they are. What matters is that they somehow managed to rob a bank in Paris from a Las Vegas stage in less than 10 minutes.  We were standing in front of their door silently nodding at each other and then I kicked the door open.

 “FBI! Hands where I can see them!” Fuller and I screamed at the same time. I don’t know what I was expecting but definitely not this. The Horsemen didn’t even flinch. It was as if they were already expecting us. Merritt McKinney was lying on a couch reading and not even bothering to put his book down. It took Agent Fuller to scream at him again so that he let the book rest on his chest and held his hands up. Daniel Atlas was standing at the window with a deck of cards in his hands. At least he put his hands up even though I did not like that smug look on his face. Jack Wilder was what it looked like sleeping on a chair with his feet on a table. I walked over to him with my gun pointed at his chest as he put his hands in the air. He looked rather bored but as soon as he saw me a grin spread on his face.

 “(Y/N), good to see you again. Look, about that last-“ “It´s Agent (Y/L/N) to you”, I cut him off. “C´mon are we really going to the last name calling? It´s not like I don´t know you.” The other Agents gave me questioning looks I simply decided to ignore. I hadn’t told them that I knew Jack Wilder. After all it was none of their business.

 I met him on my way home a few weeks ago when he `accidentally` bumped into me and wanted to apologize by showing me a little card trick. I like magicians and on top of that he was very handsome so I let him. He told me to pick a card, put it back into the deck and then he started to shuffle it.

 “I´m Jack by the way.” His smile was contagious. “(Y/N)” I replied while he cut the deck with one hand and one card shot out of the middle right into his hand. “Is this your card?” I couldn’t help but grin at him. “This is a phone number.” “Yeah it is and you´re free to keep it” His smile was actually the cutest one I had seen in a very long time.  “You know, you said you were going to show me a card trick to make up for bumping into me. You still don´t know what my card was though so I guess I can´t call you because you didn´t keep your promise which doesn´t change anything about you being that asshole who almost made me fall onto the ground and I´m afraid you being so utterly handsome still doesn´t make up for it.” I crossed my arms smiling at him and waiting for his next move.

 He did look surprised for a split second but his grin didn’t vanish. “Well, if you insist.” With a swift movement of his hand the phone number turned into my card - the ace of hearts – with the slight difference of a number being written across the middle of it. “Now, was this your card?” A laugh escaped my lips and I grabbed the card saying: “I guess it was even though I like this version much better.” He wasn´t that much taller than me but that didn’t change the fact that he was looking down at me with a huge smile across his lips. He was just about to say something opening his mouth but I grabbed his wrist and put it quite high on his back. My smile had faded and so had his. Instead he looked pretty shocked. 

“Woah, hey, hold on, hold on.” I kept quiet for a little longer wanting to hear his excuse. “Were you just trying to steal my wallet?” I asked him not very friendly. Yes, he was handsome and yes, I did enjoy that little flirt but I would not let him steal from me. “What? Why would you think that? I-“ I cut him off getting tired of this. “I´m going to stop you right there. I am an FBI Special Agent and I don’t like it when the bad guys are lying to me. Are you doing this to all the girls? Now listen to me very closely. I will let go of you and you won´t run away, do you understand?” He made a huffed noise which I took as a yes. I let go of his arms and he turned around to face me. 

“What? No apology?” I asked arms crossed once again. “You´re from the FBI?” He asked in awe and I had to keep myself of smiling at him because he just looked too cute with disbelief plastered all over his face. “Does that sound like an apology to you?” I must have looked intimidating because after a few seconds of staring at him he sighed and opened his mouth for what I was expecting an apology. “I´m sorry, (Y/N), but I didn’t try to steal anything from you.” That made me raise up my eyebrows. He was actually going to stick to that story. I knew exactly that he wanted to steal my wallet and yet here he stood telling me he didn’t. Pathetic. 

 “Don´t lie to me, Jack. I know what you were about to do but I´m FBI. I don’t deal with pick-pocketers and it´s been a long day so I really wish this wouldn´t have happened. I like you, Jack, and trust me I would´ve called but whatever. Just go now.” His eyebrows went up in surprise. “Are you serious?” “I am but if I ever see you again I promise you I will put you in handcuffs.” A smile started to form on his face and I couldn´t help but smile back. Even if it was just a small smile. “Either way it was still a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N).” “Wish I could say the same thing about you, Jack.” With a last smile and a wink he turned around and walked away.

 And that´s the story of how I met Jack Wilder. I didn´t know he was one of the Four Horsemen but when Fuller showed me their faces I thought one of them looked oddly familiar and when he told me his name was Jack Wilder I immediately recognized him as the guy who had tried to steal my wallet weeks ago. I had to admit that it was nice seeing his face again. The circumstances weren´t so nice though. 

“Like I said, it´s Agent (Y/L/N).” Just in that moment Henley Reeves appeared at the stairs putting on her jacket causing almost all Agents to point their weapons at her. “Do one of you guys mind giving as a hand with our bags?” She asked while she put her hands up. I didn´t like the tone of her voice but it wouldn´t be of any use to call her out on it so I just focused my attention back to Jack. “Let`s go”, Fuller said and I grabbed Jacks arms making him stand up so I could put him into handcuffs. 

“Last time we saw each other you did promise me you would put me into handcuffs, I just thought my charm would prevent you from doing so and instead you´d go on an actual date with me”, he said while I walked him out of the hotel room and led him downstairs. “Shut up, Wilder.” I couldn´t have him talk to me like that in front of my fellow agents or they would start questioning my authority. “No, I´m serious. I really wanted to ask you out but then that happened. I guess some would say it was the universe that brought us here together once again, don´t you think so?” He was messing with me just like McKinney was messing with Fuller but somehow he managed to get the idea of going on a date with him into my head and I couldn´t stop thinking about it. “I said shut the fuck up!” “Hey, no need to scream. I was just stating the fact that I find you very attractive, alright. However I already made myself clear about that last time, didn´t I?”

 These Horsemen had all of this planned, I could feel it. None of them were surprised or showed even the slightest change of emotion when we entered their room and now they were all talking to us as if we were not arresting them. Something was going on and I did not like it. When I sat back in the car next to Fuller he was giving me a questioning look. “Drive.” I didn´t feel like talking right now especially because I knew that he wanted to talk about Jack Wilder and if I did I might accidentally tell him something I didn´t want to speak out loud. Jack Wilder had been spinning around my head since the day I first met him and seeing him again like this didn´t make things any easier for me. God forbid when I need to interrogate him.

SILVER SPOON: Part 9 FINALE [Yoongi x Reader; Rom-com, fluff]

A girl who had to work hard every day of her life to rise from nothing, meets a man who was born with and given everything.

A classic tale of what happens when a cold, uptight farm girl meets a playful, rebellious, easy-going city boy that was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Summary: Having been born and raised in the country side, you have worked hard your entire life to make it to the big city. You eventually achieved your dream and now you have a wonderful paying job for a large company and you continue putting your 110% into everything you do. However, your perfect plan to climb to success through consistent effort and hard work becomes disarrayed with the arrival of your branch’s new rebellious and easy-going CEO, who never desired the position in the first place and has never truly worked hard a day in his life. Your job is on the line if he can’t be turned into a quality CEO within a year, but he has no intention of changing himself for anyone or letting you boss him around so easily. How will you work your way through this obstacle? Will you succeed in changing him or will he be the one that changes you?

Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin & VIXX’s Leo as side characters; some other BTS members show up too lol)
Office au
Romantic Comedy, Fluff

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (Finale)

A/N: Ahh I can’t believe this series has come to an end! Thank you everyone for loving my light-hearted floof series <3 

Originally posted by kpoptrashandproud

           "Oh crap. Holy shit. Crap.“ Yoongi stumbled around his apartment frantically.

           "Slept through your alarm again, Sir?” Leo smirked at the doorway as he watched his master scrambling around, chucking suit after suit out of his closet.

           "Dammit Leo, what should I wear?“ Yoongi hissed.

           "This is why you should’ve listened to Miss Y/N and chosen your clothes beforehand.” Leo shook his head.

           "That is not helping right now, Leo. I need to look good today.“

           Leo rolled his eyes. "I am sure it is not exactly a need, but a want to look good.”

           Yoongi pushed his head out of his closet to glare at Leo. “You really want to get hit today, huh?”

           Leo chuckled. “I would find it quite enjoyable for you to attempt to hit me.”

           "Ugh Y/N is going to kill me if she finds out I overslept again.“

           "I believe that’s too late.” Leo smiled mischievously.

           "What?“

           Yoongi clipped his pants on as he looked up to find Leo holding up his phone.

           "Don’t answer!” he panicked.

           But Leo smirked and swiped his hand to accept the call.

           "Yoongi? Hello?“ Your voice echoed. "Don’t tell me you’re still getting dressed.”

           "I am…“ he huffed as he tried to button his shirt but ended up missing a hole, so they were misaligned. ”…not.“

           You exhaled. "You think after two years, you’d be able to do SOMETHING on your own.”

           "Excuse me?“ Yoongi argued. "I’ve been doing just fine.”

           "How many times have I had to call you on my way to work just to make sure you were awake?“

           "Almost every day Miss Y/N.” Leo answered honestly, earning another glare from Yoongi.

           You giggled. “Thank you Leo. Anyway, just throw something on like you do every day.”

           "Today’s special! How I look is important.“

           "Special?” You chuckled. “Isn’t it just another meeting?”

           "Yah. This is a meeting with ALL of the CEOs in person, especially my arch nemesis, and I’m heading it! I need to assert my dominance.“

           "Oh…I’m sure we’re all aware of who you are Yoongi. And I’m pretty sure that rivalry is one-sided on your end.”

           "You’re distracting me!“ Yoongi complained.

           "Alright, but I called to say that I really liked your turtleneck under your suit look ~” you suggested. “If that’s what you’re wearing today, I’d very much like a selfie.”

           Yoongi paused and immediately threw off the white button up he was struggling with and grabbed one of his black turtlenecks.

           "Yeah, that’s exactly what I was putting on.“ he stated nonchalantly.

           "Oh really?” you said half-heartedly.

           Leo chuckled, already used to how well you were able to manipulate Yoongi despite the distance.

           "Anyways, I have to go. Have a good day, love.“ You giggled.

           "Wait!” Yoongi whined.

           "Hm?“

           "You’re really not coming again today?”

           You paused. “I love you, Yoongs.”

           Yoongi frowned. “I love you too.”

           With a sigh, he hurried to finish changing and made his way to the office.


           It had already been two long years since he dropped you off at that station. The last time either of you saw each other– in person at least. You both still made time to webcam, text, and call each other whenever possible. But it was difficult to romance through the screen and the need to hold you and kiss you was becoming more and more unbearable for him each day.

           As promised, you had graduated with the highest honors in your university, even winning the spot of commencement speaker and making it to the news with your eloquent and inspiring speech. The nation was astounded by the woman who came from a humble background and ended up rising to the status of CEO, cultivating one of the strongest branches in a world-renowned company. To Yoongi’s dismay, you received a nomination to be a Director of the Board and became one of the candidates for Chair along with him and one other.

           But while you accomplished a lot already, you still hadn’t been able to see each other. The Chairman forbid both of you from attending meetings in person at the same time, so more or less, one of you would be on webcam during conferences. There were no traces or connections between you two, other than the fact that you both had once worked together as boss and secretary. As the Chairman wanted, you kept your relationship the utmost secret from the world, until you two were able to stand on your own.

           And Yoongi had fulfilled his duty just as excellently as you did. Although he woke up late almost every day, he still made it to work on time. And even without you and Jimin, he continued to advance the Daegu branch without troubles, winning many mergers and partnerships with large companies. He even expanded his own franchise outside of the company, wanting to test his own skills without the help of his family name and not being restricted to just what was good for the company. It was a business run by himself, for himself. The Board of Directors took notice of his progression and seriousness, keeping a close eye on him for the past two years, since he was, in fact, the rightful heir to the corporation.

           Yoongi pouted as he made his way to the conference room, nodding slightly to acknowledge the people bowing deeply as he passed. He really hated how unnecessary all of these rules were that his grandfather was still instating. You both had kept your end of the promise already. Why couldn’t you see each other yet?

           He grumbled as he fixed his suit in front of the conference room. After checking that he had all his notes and files in hand, he took a deep breath and pushed the door open. He was ready to do this. But what he saw as soon as he walked in, he was not prepared for, and it froze him in his spot almost immediately.


           You grinned as everyone stood up respectfully when Yoongi arrived. Your eyes locked with each other upon entrance and you saw him freeze in shock. You tried to fight back your laughter at your successful surprise. You subtly gestured for him to take his seat at the head of the table and he coughed to compose himself.

           "Please. Have a seat.“ he stated amiably, but he couldn’t stop beaming brightly.

           Jimin elbowed you and leaned over to whisper. "Still can’t hide his feelings too well when it comes to you, huh?”

           You giggled and shook your head. “I’m afraid not.”

           "Well regardless, it’s good to see everyone in the same room again.“ Jimin smiled.

           "Yeah, it really is.” You glanced over at Yoongi proudly as he organized his papers in front of him.

           "Is everyone here?“ Yoongi looked up and scanned the room.

           "One more person has yet to arrive, Mr. Min.”

           "Ah. I’m sure we can start without him.“ Yoongi stated curtly.

           You glanced at Jimin and Hoseok curiously.

           "The third person nominated to be the Chair and Yoongi’s sworn arch nemesis.” Jimin whispered knowingly.

           "Ah that guy…he’s talked about it with me. But I didn’t think it was this bad.“ You mentioned.

           "He’s top of his class too. Mature, wise, handsome.” Hoseok commented.

           "But not as handsome as me.“ Jimin interjected.

           Hoseok rolled his eyes.

           "I can’t seem to remember the man’s name. I don’t think Yoongi ever mentioned it.” You pondered.

           "Oh it’s –“

           "Shall we get started?” Yoongi smirked. “Those who are running late can catch up in the minutes.”

           "My apologies, Mr. Min.“ A new voice echoed into the room.

           Yoongi groaned, while your eyes widened when a familiarly tall figure entered the room.

           "Mr. Kim.” Yoongi greeted bitterly. “Nice of you to finally join us.”

           "I figured everyone would need a bit of caffeine for this long meeting.“ The man grinned, exposing his deeply dimpled cheeks, as he held up two large bags of packed coffee.

           "One point for Mr. Kim.” Hoseok cackled under his breath, causing Jimin to snicker with him.

           "Y/N.“ The man bowed lightly as he handed you a cup of coffee. "Long time no see.”

           You grinned and accepted it. “You too… Namjoon.”

           "Mr. Min’s glaring at you, Y/N.“ Jimin whispered, warningly.

           "No, that’s his normal face. Don’t worry.” You waved your hand as you continued to stare at Namjoon.

           "Is the seat next to you taken?“ Namjoon questioned.

           You shook your head. "It’s for you. But be careful sitting down.”

           Namjoon chuckled. “You might have to hold my chair so it doesn’t spin out from underneath me.”

           You giggled knowingly, and you suddenly heard a loud cough from the front of the room. You and Namjoon glanced at each other amused then both turned your attention towards Yoongi.

           "Shall we get started?“ Yoongi stated through gritted teeth, staring daggers at you.

           You bit your lip to fight back your amusement and looked down at your notes to avoid his lingering eyes.

           "Let’s do it, Mr. Min!” Jimin cheered, earning a scolding nudge from Hoseok.


           The meeting progressed smoothly. You were extremely impressed by how Yoongi handled it. He passed out outlines for everyone at the beginning in order to direct the flow of conversation and to make sure every important topic was discussed thoroughly. You couldn’t help but smile proudly as you watched him leading the conference confidently and knowledgeably, like a true CEO.

           Jimin nudged you. “Stop making those googly eyes, gosh.”

           You glared at him. “I am not making googly eyes.”

           "This is what your face is telling me you’re thinking: ‘Oh my gosh. He’s so attractive. He’s so dreamy. He’s so manly. He’s come so far, I’m so proud. I’m in love all over again.’“ he teased.

           You reached over and pinched Jimin’s cheeks harshly. "And you’re still annoying, Park Jimin.”

           Hoseok snorted as he continued writing down notes.

           "Y/N. Jimin.“ Yoongi called out.

           You two sat up straight, embarrassed at being caught.

           "Do you have anything else you wish to discuss?” Yoongi raised an eyebrow at you challengingly.

           You smirked. “Why yes, Mr. Min. I have a few things I want to bring up to the table.”

           "Here we go.“ Jimin muttered and you kicked him under the table as you took out your own handouts and charts to show off.


           After the meeting ended, the CEOs mingled around for a few minutes before making their way to the complimentary luncheon. Some people approached Yoongi and Namjoon to speak to them directly and introduce themselves to the possible Chairs of the company.

           "Even though you’re nominated, people don’t believe you’ll take the Chairwoman position.” Jimin shrugged as he sat on the table nonchalantly. “You should just take it and get a big laugh at everyone’s face.”

           You chuckled. “I’d rather not just sit on my butt all day and not do much.”

           Jimin snorted. “Don’t let your future Gramps hear you say that.”

           "What have you been up to? You seem to have been busy the past year.“ You changed the subject.

           Hoseok shook his head. "Yes, very busy.”

           "Oh no.“ You rolled your eyes. "I’m afraid to ask what he was busy with…or with who more so.”

           "Hey!“ Jimin huffed. "It’s not bad! Well it was bad at first, but I’ll have you know that I’m finally in a stable relationship.”

           You gawked at him. “Are you serious?”

           You glanced at Hoseok for confirmation.

           "I’m afraid so.“ Hoseok laughed with a light shrug. "It was a surprise to me too.”

           "Oh my gosh! That’s great! Is it her? Your used-to-be-fake-girlfriend that I knew you had feelings for??“ You gushed.

           "Yes. That’s exactly the one.” Hoseok shook his head.

           Jimin blushed.

           "How did it happen?“ You breathed. "Wow, I missed so much.”

           Jimin rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “It’s a pretty long story.”

           "Well, no matter. The result is what’s important. I can’t believe you’re taken.“ You clapped. "We all have to get together one day with our significant others. We’ll come to you guys in Seoul for the next meeting!”

           "Sounds perfect.“ Jimin smiled.

           "And congrats to you too, Hoseok. I heard from the grapevine about you and Silver getting together.” You grabbed Hoseok’s and Jimin’s hands warmly. “I’m so happy for you two.”

           "Yah, yah, yah.“ Yoongi approached you three, a warning tone in his voice.

           You rolled your eyes and let go of their hands. The other two chuckled.

           "Is this the thanks I get for helping you out, Jimin?”

           Jimin laughed, “She grabbed me, Mr. Min. I’m innocent. I would never betray you, but this one is trouble. You have to keep an eye on her.”

           You shoved Jimin while chuckling.

           "I know she is.“ Yoongi glanced at you endearingly.

           Jimin shivered and pushed Hoseok to the side. "Okay, let’s go before they jump each other right here.”

           "That’s something YOU would do, Jimin.“ Hoseok rolled his eyes.

           "Read the situation, Hoseok.” Jimin hissed then bowed to you and Yoongi. “Please have lots of beautiful children, Mr. & Mrs. Min.”

           "YOU read the situation!“ Hoseok scolded, shaking Jimin angrily as the other giggled mischievously.

           You and Yoongi blushed and smiled at each other. But before either of you could say anything, another person approached you two.

           "Mr. Min. Y/N.”

           Yoongi’s face immediately turned sour. “Namjoon.”

           "The meeting was handled really well. You have my sincerest compliments.“ Namjoon bowed.

           "I’m glad you think so, but I don’t need your compliments to know I did a good job.”

           "Mr. Min!“ You scolded.

           "It’s alright, Y/N. This is how we converse.” Namjoon chuckled. “It’s refreshing.”

           Yoongi scowled at his good natured mentality.“Well, why are you two so chummy?”

           "Oh.“ You smiled. "Remember the traveler that Tae took in?”

           "The only one who solved your super hard problem that you gave to people who wanted to date you?“ Yoongi eyed Namjoon skeptically.

           "More or less.” You laughed. “That was Namjoon.”

           Namjoon grinned brightly.

           "Wooo.“ Yoongi stated flatly.

           "How did I not know you worked here?” You turned your attention back to the tall man, ignoring your boyfriend’s gloomy behavior.

           "I was adapting to the new responsibilities for a while and wanted to focus on my internal branch affairs before dealing with external ones. So I only went to a handful of meetings. What about you?! I had no idea you worked here too! When I saw your speech on the news, I was stunned. Then I knew our paths would cross soon enough.“ Namjoon grinned.

           Yoongi looked at the two of you with apparent disgust.

           "Well, shall we go to the complimentary lunch?” Namjoon gestured.

           "Let’s.“ You smiled as you followed him to the door, enjoying taunting Yoongi.

           "Y/N.” Yoongi called dangerously.

           Namjoon glanced between the two of you and the situation seemed to dawn on him. “Ahh, I’ll go on ahead then.”

           You chuckled gratefully and he winked at you before shutting the door behind him.

           "CEO Min.“ you turned to him and bowed coyly.

           "Don’t CEO Min me.” He growled as he took three strides towards you and slammed his lips against yours hungrily.

           You cupped his face as his hands settled onto your waist. It was so wonderful, finally being able to touch him after so long.

           You laughed as you broke the kiss, “I missed you too.”

           He grabbed your hand and led you to his chair. Gently, he sat you on his lap as you played with his hair gently.

           "I can’t believe you were flirting with my arch nemesis.“ He sulked.

           You snorted. "Why is Namjoon your arch nemesis? Cause of the Chairman position?”

           "In more ways than that.“ Yoongi grumbled.

           You chuckled and shook your head. "As I said, I’m sure it’s a one-sided rivalry.”

           "It isn’t! That man just doesn’t show his competitiveness outwardly. I can sense it.“

           "Well it sounds like you’re good friends then.”

           "We’re not.“

           You grinned but yielded, "Of course.”

           "Did you hear about the transfer papers?“ he hummed. "I figured if my grandfather was still trying to keep us apart, I had to take matters into my own hands.”

           "I did.“

           "Did you accept?”

           "Mmm I still have to think about it.“ you grinned playfully.

            "Why?” he drummed impatiently on your leg.

           "Because I can’t jump too enthusiastically at the offer, I have to play hard to get.“

           "With your boyfriend…” he answered flatly, as if you were doing the stupidest thing in the world.

           "With my boss.“ you whispered as you batted your eyelashes at him. "I have to see how much he wants and values me.”

           Yoongi’s lips curled up mischievously as he tightened his grip around your waist, “Shall I show you how much I want you?”

           You laughed and smacked his chest at his insinuation. “Yoongi.”

           His eyes twinkled happily at finally having you in his arms and hearing your voice in person.

           "Marry me.“ he whispered and you inhaled sharply at the suddenness of the request.

           "What? Yoongi –”

           "That’s how much I want you.“ he smiled warmly as he leaned his head comfortably on your chest. "I want to see you every day. I want to show you that I can make you proud and that I can make you happy.”

           "But still –“

           "Well if you won’t marry me yet, accept the transfer.” he smirked.

           You chuckled and rolled your eyes at his ultimatum. “I’m pretty sure this is abusing your power.”

           "You’re abusing my love for you.“ he pouted cutely. "I just want you to be where I can see you, where I can be with you.”

           You laughed as you squeezed his cheeks. “I was going to accept it anyway. I just need to act like I was in contemplation. I still have pride in my branch, you know. It’s like my child.”

           He grinned then scrunched his face.

           "Fine. I’ll wait then.“

           You pecked his lips lightly. "Thank you.”

           "Where are you staying tonight?“ he questioned.

           "Mmm I was hoping I still had a room at a certain apartment complex.” You grinned.

           Yoongi chuckled. “I was hoping you’d say that.”


           Later that day, you found yourself curled up in Yoongi’s couch once again. He lay on your lap, relaxing while you carded your fingers through his hair.

           "This isn’t a dream, right?“ he exhaled, his eyes still closed.

           You tugged at his hair causing him to wince and scream in pain. 

          "Ah! Gosh! Okay! It’s not a dream. Sheesh. I need all my hair for goodness sake!”

           "Maybe you should stop dye-ing it so often, hm?“ You hummed. "It looks like you infected Jimin with your habit.”

           Yoongi grinned. “He’s the one that asked me to dye it with him.”

           "Oh right, what happened between you two? You helped him out or something?“

           "Mmm at first, I asked him for a favor for a week or two, since the influx of work increased in the Daegu branch. But then, he ended up begging me to have him stay longer at the branch, due to a woman problem.”

           "Ah maybe his girlfriend.“

           "He looked like hell, Y/N.” Yoongi snorted. “I don’t exactly know what happened, but he was so miserable when he first arrived. Then he spontaneously asked me to take him to where I get my hair dyed because he needed a change.”

           "Wow. Seems like you two do actually get along.“ You giggled.

           "Well he’s no longer a threat since he’s taken.” he shrugged. “But it wasn’t for free, I had to ask Jimin for a favor too.”

           "What favor?“

           "It’s a secret.” Yoongi cackled.

           "Then why mention it?? You’re so annoying!“ You shook him, but gently, he grabbed your hands and opened his eyes to look up at you intently.

           You stared at him questioningly, feeling an odd sort of intensity from his look.

           "Yoongi?”

           He smiled and reached up to stroke your cheek.

           "Move in with me.“

           Your heart flipped over inside your chest.

           "Live with me here in the city. Once you accept the transfer, I want to move in together.”

           You blushed. You were ecstatic, truly. You wanted nothing more than to say yes. You wanted nothing more than to see Yoongi first thing in the morning and last thing at night, but…

           "Yoongi, I’m worried about my family. My little sisters, Tae, Jin.“

           He chuckled lightly. "I told you not to worry about them, didn’t I? I took care of them while you were away.”

           You furrowed your brows angrily. “Speaking of which, none of them will tell me what they’ve been up to! I know you helped my sister cover the rest of her university tuition because I bribed it out of her! And I heard Jin disappeared to no one knows where suddenly but he keeps messaging that he’s fine? And Tae? I’ve been getting e-mails but I have no idea what he’s doing or where?”

           Yoongi’s lips curled up.

           “Hyung?” Tae called as he found Yoongi sitting on the couch in the middle of the night, the place where you used to sleep.

           Yoongi smiled sadly.

           "You miss her, huh?“ Tae smiled as he sat beside him.

           "Yeah, a lot.”

           "It’s okay, hyung. This is her dream. It’s no one’s fault.“ Tae squeezed Yoongi’s hand."She decided it herself.”

           Yoongi glanced at the younger, “You know, you matured a bit.”

           Tae grinned. “When I think of how hard Y/N has been working for us and for herself, it makes me wonder if I’ll ever get close to my dream like she has.”

           Yoongi stared at Tae, “Do you still want to go to Seoul, Tae?”

           Tae smiled and nodded. “Very much.”

           "Good.“ Yoongi’s grin widened. "Because there’s an opening for a part-time job at one of the top vet hospitals there, and I’ve already put in a good word for you since I have a connection in there. And they’d like you to come in for an interview soon.”

           Tae gasped, his eyes widening. “What? Really?”

           Yoongi laughed and nodded. “Yes, really.”

           "Oh my gosh, hyung!“ Tae flung his arms around Yoongi excitedly. "Seriously? I have a chance to be a vet in Seoul??”

           "I wrote you a stunning recommendation letter and asked your boss at your current hospital to do so too. It’s all up to you now.“

           Tae’s eyes watered happily. "Thank you, hyung. I don’t how to thank you.”

           "While you’re there, would you like to make some cash on the side?“ Yoongi’s lips curled up.

           "Huh?” Tae blinked.

           "I want to hire you to keep an eye on the new business I’m starting up in Seoul.“

           "Me?”

           Yoongi nodded. “I trust you. Plus I think you’ll like the place. It won’t be a boring job. You’ll get to meet all sorts of people, and there’ll be music and performances every day. What do you think?”

           "Yes!“ Tae beamed. "I’ll help you out, hyung. Of course I’ll help!”


           Yoongi felt a tear drop fall onto his face from yours and he sat up from your lap carefully.

           "Hey.“ he whispered softly, trying to get you to lift your face.

           You shook your head and cried. "I-I don’t know how to thank you, Yoongi. You didn’t have to. I have to pay you back for my sister’s tuition and for Tae–”

           Yoongi kissed you and smiled. “They’re my family too. You don’t need to do that.”

           You sniffled and wiped your tears.

           "But if you do want to do something for me,“ he smirked as he leaned closer to you. "I could think of a few things I’d like you to do for me.”

           You chuckled, “Is one of them moving in with you?”

           Yoongi nodded lightly, “But there are a few other things you could do for me right now.”

           "Come here then, Min Yoongi.“ You pulled him towards you by gripping his turtleneck and locked lips with him happily.

           "I was thinking cooking for me,” he grinned cheekily. “Didn’t know you were so dirty minded, Y/N.”

           You rolled your eyes and tried to shove him away playfully, but he resisted, climbing over you and kissing you sweetly.

           "I missed you, Farm Girl.“

           "I missed you too, Silver Spoon.”

           "Let’s work hard together from now on, hm?“

           You grinned. "I don’t know about you, but I’ve been working hard all my life.”


           Months later, Jimin grinned as he scrolled through the news on his phone, as he did every morning. But today, instead of boring articles about stock markets, and businesses crashing, pictures of you and Yoongi were scattered throughout every news site and all over his social media. The headline read “BREAKING NEWS: DAEGU ROYALTY, MIN YOONGI, DATING DAEGU’S VERY OWN CINDERELLA, Y/N!”. He chuckled as he scanned through the pictures of you two boldly holding hands on the street, openly dating, beaming at each other. He plugged one earphone in and played the news video.

           “Women all over the world are gushing over the news. Folks, it is real! This has never happened before in the history of the nation. No longer is it just a fairytale, but it’s become reality. Someone from humble birth – a farm girl from the Daegu countryside to be exact– has in fact, snatched herself a man of wealth and status. And it isn’t just recently either, the couple has in fact been together for almost three years! Talk about a BIG surprise!

           While there are mixed opinions about this unprecedented relationship, there isn’t much to be said about why these two can’t be together. She certainly has proven herself to be worthy of such a status and has shown the world that no matter where you come from, you can be whoever you want to be through hard work. Alternatively, CEO Min Yoongi has stated that he has never intended to date or marry for wealth, but for happiness and love.” The reporter spoke.

           Then Yoongi appeared on the screen, “I have money already, and I have a steady job so I’ll be gaining more. Why do I need to marry someone for even more money? I think that’s just ridiculous. There are more important things in relationships and in life.”

           Once again, the reported appeared and continued, “When we asked the Chairman, CEO Min’s grandfather, about his opinion on the matter, he also expressed his support and approval for this relationship. Many of the wealthy are absolutely shaken up, but for all of us normal folks, it is a sliver of hope to break down the economic barriers. The couple has accepted many exclusive interviews and has stated that all of their broadcasting fees will be donated to an organization. What an inspiration! We’ll be keeping everyone updated on this truly modern day fairytale so stay tuned.”

           Jimin snorted. “But I was the Fairy Godmother. Do I not get thanks too? Ungrateful friends.”

           "Oh? I know her!“ Jimin’s girlfriend appeared behind the counter, peeking at his phone.

           "Well, yeah. She’s all over the news.”

           "No. Look.“ she pointed at a picture on the wall.

           Jimin’s eyes widened. "What’s she doing there?”

           She chuckled, “She owns this coffee franchise. You’ve been going here every day and you didn’t know about it at all?”

           Jimin cracked up, incredulously. “That girl is truly unbelievable.”

           "Looks like something good happened?“ His girlfriend questioned curiously, as she handed him his usual three cups of coffee.

           He nodded. "Yes, something wonderful happened.”

           "What did?“

           Jimin beckoned her to come closer. His girlfriend leaned over, believing he was going to whisper it to her, but instead he kissed her cheek sweetly.

           "Chims! I’m at work!” she huffed and glanced around worriedly.

           Jimin grinned cheekily.

           "Hope happened, babe.“ His face softened. "Hope for the future.”


           "What’re you writing now?“ Yoongi peeked at what you were doing, resting his chin on your shoulder cutely. "We need to sleep early for our thousandth interview, and the bed is cold without you.”

           "I’ll be in soon. I just want to finish this bit.“ You grinned. "I’m sending in a story for publishing.”

           "Without telling me?“ Yoongi huffed and he squeezed himself onto your lap. "Let me read! Is it an autobiography?”

           "Mmm…“ Your lips curled up as you wrapped your arms around his stomach warmly as he scrolled through your document. "In a way.”

           Yoongi leaned back onto you and covered your hands with his. “What is it about?”

           "A Silver Spoon falling in love with a Farm Girl.“

           Yoongi chuckled as he played with your fingers.

           "I think it was the Farm Girl who fell in love with the Silver Spoon though.”

           "No, definitely not.“ You leaned your head against his shoulder. "She had to work hard to earn a living. She didn’t have much time for love. In the meantime, he had everything so he was able to flirt and seduce her freely.”

           Yoongi smiled gently. “No…he didn’t have everything. In fact, he actually had nothing back then.”

           "Oh?“ You glanced up at him playfully. "So…does he have everything now?”

           Yoongi grinned as he fiddled with the ring on your fourth finger.

           "Yes… he truly has everything now.“

           "Shall I spoil the ending?” You whispered teasingly.

           Yoongi nodded, his eyes twinkling with unspoken happiness.

           You giggled and held your left hand up next to his, showing off your matching rings.

           "The Farm Girl has everything now too.“ 

let people know you love them. it doesn’t have to be “i love you” said out loud; it can be so many little things, like remembering a special date or their favourite ice-cream flavour. taking them to a place that you know means something to them for no reason. make memories. show people how much they mean to you.

So! I hit 1k followers (DAFUQ?!) & I figured, since I’m going to be leaving soon, that I should do a follow forever (because everyone does one at one point or another lmao) These are pretty self explanatory, so let’s just get to it before I die from this sriracha cabbage… 


Honorable Babes ♡

@apollonic {Sophie}

So you know I had to start this out with you, right? You are one of the most kind hearted, humble people I know. You have a diamond heart and I 100% mean this when I say there were some days I didn’t even want to get out of bed and you gave me the inspiration to take on the day. You already know how much you mean to me, even when we don’t talk for weeks or even when I suck at replying, I know I’ll always be somewhere in your heart, and you in mine. Thank you for being such a good friend. Oh, and by the way… your fashion is A1 and you make me feel like a total shrimp in comparison. I love it!

@archistratego {Eliot}

Heyyyy Eliot. ( / ; u;)/ ~♡ So I’ll try not to be a marshmallow for once and actually be serious. You and I have not known each other for long, but you’ve already become someone very important to me. I think we talk every day now? I know this because every day now I get this stupid smile on my face from your beaming optimism even when you yourself are feeling down. You are a knight if I’ve ever seen one, and are more talented than you will ever realize. Please be good to yourself; ily!

@auroremus {Bruna}

Girl.. ewe So you know… I had to get payback for that cuteness you displayed on your FF, right?? Can we all just take a moment to appreciate this cute being for a moment?? Okay. As you said, you and I don’t know eachother well, but you are honestly so fun to talk to. Some of the things you say has me cracking up, and I must say, thank you for putting up with my shitty communication skills. Also, your ambition is something I could only dream of acquiring. 

@dreadwvlf {Tallie}

Ahem.. I just want to say… Jimin is still  the ultimate bias wrecker. DON’T KILL ME!! Taeyang is great, BUT… dat Park Chimchim doe… (~e we)~ You and I hold the record for longest period of time talking about the same thing (…3 months..) OKAY, it might be because I’m retarded when it comes to responding on tumblr BUT, you were one of the first people I started talking to on here, and you love Kpop? Girl. GIRL. You are and forever will be my aegyo queen, and we shall bond over the untimely death of T.O.P’s wonderful hair (because you know they shaved that shit) 

@keries {Sierra}

My love, it goes without saying that you are the most important person to me. It’s kind of crazy. You’ve somehow found a way to enchant me, to pull my cold little heart out of it’s year long hiatus and now it can’t let go. You are perfection to me, and you make up for all my painfully obvious short comings. Every day I feel so lucky to have found you, and while I’m gone, you will be the first thing I think about in the mornings and the last thing I think about before bed. You are my wings as I am your anchor. Thank you for putting up with me. I love you. ♡♡

@opalynch {Ailen}

My little Maebear.. Do I even need to type this?? It’s so obvious that you are so so so so special to me. Like, I can’t even put it into words. I still to this day have no idea how we got talking, but it was one of the best decisions I’ve made on this tragic site. No one can take your place, and you have a permanent spot in my heart. You are so incredibly cute and ugh, such an angel. Where have you been all my life?!

@papakoscheis {Sara}

Sawa! (Okay I know what you’re thinking… can I NOT be a fucking marshmallow for one second?! The answer is.. no.) Okay so confession time. I kind of high-key stalked you for like a week before you followed me. I mean I’m going to act like I NEVER said that, but it’s the truth. Your whole existence is my aesthetic and you are so eclectic and unique, not to mention so damn smart. You’re going to go far in life and I’m going to ride those damn coat tails to victory!!! There’s nothing you can do to stop me! c:<

@tragicpatroclus {Daisy}

Okay… so… confession time again… You were the first person I ever talked to on this (still tragic) site. You are my first friend here! You took my tumblr virginity! I didn’t even get dinner out of the deal but hey, I’m… totally.. fine with that. Dates are overrated anyway.. >_> Seriously though.. where’s my dinner?! You are legitimately the smartest person I’ve met here. I’m not even kidding. You and I can seemingly talk about anything. I love it! Thank you so much for putting up with my shitty schedule and equally shitty social skills (I’m starting to see a trend here) you too have a place in my heart and I know you’ll soar like a wonderful eagle. Or Pegasus. I mean, your choice. c:

@virtuestars {Luna}

Last but not least! Okay so since I’m prone to going on and on and on, I’m going to try to sum this up in a paragraph. YOU ARE AMAZING! You and I met at a very trying time in my life, and talking to you really improved me. We can always procrastinate together and holy shit, I’m so excited for you to be studying abroad! We will totally have to go out and party sometime. I probably have to most in common with you out of anyone on this post and just knowing I can trust you with my thoughts, any of them, makes me feel so secure in our friendship and I hope and pray you feel the same. Love you!


❦ Loriat’s Follow Forever List

Legend: Babes | Mutuals | ⋆Inspos⋆

1 ~ C

@102runway @achielles ⋆@acuite⋆ @admlynch @alyxhathaway11 @apollonic@archistratego  @arrtemiss @arthoesunshine @asteriaria @astoryillnevertell @astrae @astraera  ⋆@astreay@astveria @asweetshame @auroremus @aurorras @banshy @bellatryks @benbornes @bilboh @bleeding-typewriters @bsargent @calliophes@calliophies@casimeres-lair @castielles @chaleurette @chovchang @cruciatuz @cuipid @czeornys

D ~ H

@dawnstvr @dementvr @divinetheta @dravvings @dreadwvlf @dreamthievves @drunklesbian @eclairer-le-ciel @eileenbahar-arts @emblazecl @english-idylls @eorumverba @exyjosten @ettheseus @eumycota @faeheys @fairydusts @featherumbrellas @firetomypride @fixyourwritinghabits @fleurdealcours@fleurrdelacour@fntstory @foxandstardust @frenchpoetry @fscottfitzgerld @game-of-quotes @gansaey @georgiableedscreativity@ginnys@halaltequila @hautescoutures @hayleylkiyoko @hckat @herhmione @herrmione @herxnstairs @histcries @huffelpuff@hynpos

I ~ N

⋆@ibuzoo⋆ ⋆@illuminosity@immobvlus@inkmagician@inksomniac @isabellasharp @jesprefahey@jilys@keries @ketterdvvm @khaleesee @kingscross @kinqstark @kknotted @kvnvki @lefleurette @lhzthepoet @liilyevans @lilyevians @literateure @lleotolstoy @longbottomed @looonyluna @lord-byronn @lostintales @lxcuna @lumosmaxima @lupins @meaningless–poetry @meetmeinadaydream @merflk @metanoiac @minjard @minrd @mjnyard @moody-nature @moongloss@moonrivier @narcsissa @nature-is-gorgeous @nehmesis@neptuneve @njmphadora   @nobunny88 @nubiferum

O ~ T

@ocxnus @oneihroi @okaymacaulay @okayodysseus @opalynch @opheliamayersv @orgaena @orlandcbloom @orros @oscarwiilde @othellos ⋆@oylmpians⋆ @paintedemons ⋆@papakoscheis⋆ @parisfashionhouse @patroiclus @pequicks ⋆@persrephone⋆ @petrichovr @pipedream@pltrch⋆ @poeets ⋆@pohroro⋆ @prcserpina ⋆@priveting⋆ @ptxd ⋆@pushkins⋆ @qiu-jin @quotes @quotethat @reveiling@rcbynn@rhaegals @rogvepilot @royaltea@rykesmeadow@sealands @simplyvibes @siriusblsck @sofhtie @softalina @softdegas@softfeyre@softheartedpoet @softmeliorns @softstained @starspvn ⋆@stormybisexual⋆ @stormxarie @storyexcerpts @suburbanmomjeans @svvackhamer ⋆@swansmonet⋆ @sxofcrows @tcrtarus @tedtonks @thcodorcnott @theclassicsreader @thehound @therepublicofletters @thewinedarksea @thewritershandbook @thewrittenmagic @thoughts-positivity @tidsource @tinselswan @tlnagoldsteln @tragicpatroclus @tranquilist @tresmoreau

U ~ Z

@ulyxxes @umfleur @unwrittenphrases @vanettineros@veinus@velvetcloak @velvetglrl@versaillcs@vesrailles @virtuestars @vivalcli @voldemxrt @voneverec @vvintervveiss @whereicarusfell @williamherxndale @wordsbydominic@written-in-pen@yalitsquad @zoyalina!

Thank you so much to everyone on this list for being my friends, my inspirations, and having such wonderful content for me to oogle at all day! I will miss you all so dearly.  ♥

I Don’t Know What I’d Do Without You (Avengers X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Avengers X Fem!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Self conscious reader, teasing

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Request: Can you do a female reader, where she feels as if she isn’t worthy enough to be in the avengers, she feels as if she’s the odd one out. Nat overhears her talking to her friend on the phone about thinking about leaving and she gets the others to convince her she is worthy?


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Originally posted by superwholockpotterhead

Looking at the team known as the Avengers, you had: Two Super soldiers from the second world war, one of which has a metal arm, a Brainiac who makes metallic suits which can withstand a beating, and even made one for his friend, artificial intelligence made by the Brainiac, an assassin trained since birth, another assassin who never misses his shot, a man with mechanical wings a doctor who can turn into a giant green monster who can probably throw a plane when he gets pissed off, a twin pair of super enhanced twins which can move things with her mind and her brother who has super speed, and a literal God… oh, and you, a simple agent.

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