look at him and then look at your boyfriend see what i'm saying

anonymous asked:

I'm not looking for Yuuri/Yuri but do you have a list of smol Yurio with a crush on Yuri but still Victuuri I just think love when Yurio ONLY likes Yuri instead of hating him

+4 more requests! Thank you all for these! All of these will be one-sided! I hope you enjoy! Please let me know if I missed any you think should be on here!


Yurio Has a Crush on Yuuri


it doesn’t take a scientist by alykapedia, Teen, 2.3k
In which Yuri Plisetsky has a crush, Mila Babicheva is a terrible listener, Otabek Altin is an equally terrible advice-giver, and the only possible solution to his predicament is to kill Viktor Nikiforov and marry Yuuri Katsuki himself. Love!

With a Little Help From My Yuri by youaremarvelous, Teen, 5.4k
5 times Yuuri helps Yurio out + the one time he (begrudgingly) returns the favor. THIS IS REALLY CUTE OMG

Songs About Your Boyfriend by cryingoverspilledvodka, 17k
Yuri is in love with Victor’s ambition, deeply in love with Victor’s skating- and stupidly in love with Victor’s fiancé. Thumbs up!

Where It Counts by Harlequinade13, 1.7k
Yuri Plisetsky goes out for a run in Barcelona. He doesn’t expect to meet Victor where he does. He doesn’t expect a lot of things. Nice one-shot!

Edit Sober by counterheist, Teen, 4.2k
Yuuri finds Yurio’s plisetsuki fanfiction. Viktor has a talk with Yurio, which consists mostly of a bottle of vodka and an I know, I know. RIP YURIO… teen crushes and fanfiction omg

salchow fury by winchilsea, Teen, 3.1k
When asked what it feels like to be both the youngest ranger in the PPDC and the legendary Viktor Nikiforov’s co-pilot, Yuri Plisetsky looks at the camera dead on and says, “Like walking in on your parents having sex. Continuously.” Definitely recommend!

Yuri Plisetsky is not in denial by thatoldeblackmagic, Gen, Not Rated, 1.4k
Sometimes Yuri can look at Katsudon and semi-honestly think, ‘You’re not that great’ because he really isn’t. Sometimes this works. Until Katsudon catches him staring and then turns his full attention towards Yuri complete with a small smile and a confused head tilt like he’s a goddamn puppy. Great one-shot!

In jokes and Pettiness by preciousbunnynoiz, Teen, 5k (WIP)
“It hurt to see Yurio’s reactions because Phichit understood very well what it was like to have a one-sided crush. Specifically, he knew what it was like to have a one-sided crush on Yuri. Yurio was going to suffer for three reasons:
one - because Yuri is as oblivious as he is charming and never notices flirting,
two - because he was only 16 and not at all a possible love interest for Yuri and
three – Yuri only had eyes for Victor.” Love this fic so much!

in wine we trust by fireblazie, Teen, 1.9k
Yuri peers into the expanse of the apartment and finds a single, flickering light in the kitchen. He stealthily tiptoes across the floor with the baseball bat clutched tightly in his fists, only to find that, what the hell, this bastard is actually fucking raiding his fridge. “That’s my pirozhki, asshat!” he snarls, ready to swing his bat when the intruder turns around.Shit, Yuri thinks. It’s Beautiful International Student Yuuri Katsuki. Awesome fic!

Secret Language by preciousbunnynoiz, Teen, 1.7k
A story where it turns out Yuuri secretly speaks perfect Russian and Yuri finds out and it helps further their friendship. HAHA I LOVE THIS

A Foreign Warmth by sugarsubstitute, Teen, 3.1k
Big surprise, Victor has abandoned him. Not in Russia, not on the ice rink but in an onsen with his rival. Despite his predicament, he puts up with it. After all, dinner with the person he currently hated the most in the world wasn’t really going to change much, right? Nice one-shot!

alec had to admit, when magnus casually mentioned that alec should show him a few things about archery on a sunny tuesday morning in the target range of the institute, alec had felt a kind of smug pride burn in his chest. the sunlight had been filtering through the windows, catching bits of dust and catching at the tips of magnus’s spiked up hair and he looked… breathtaking. but more than that there was this amused kind of darkness around his eyes as he said it so casually, while alec still had an arrow nocked.

“what do you say?” magnus had finished with, tipping his head to the side slightly, leaning against one of the pillars. and alec was pretty sure his grin was blinding as he eagerly responded.

“i’d love to.”

maybe if he hadn’t been so smug he would have seen the mirth twinkling in magnus’s eyes but instead his pride eclipsed him and he turned back to the target, letting his arrow fly. it hit dead center and at that moment he felt entirely invincible if he was honest with himself.

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Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

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In which Yuri finds out that Otabek has a tumblr. 

AO3 link


We recently found out that Otabek is “well versed in all kinds of social media” and I am SHOOK. Somewhat inspired by the ask that altisetsky replied to, here’s the fic that no one asked for, but you’re all getting anyway.

cc: @otayuriwriterscollective


He doesn’t mean to pry.

Really, he doesn’t. But Otabek’s left his laptop open on the kitchen counter and it’s unlocked. Otabek is in the shower, so Yuri won’t be disturbed. It’s not like he’s going to go through his personal files or anything, but that’s unmistakably a tumblr dashboard, and Yuri is intrigued. The thought of Otabek having a tumblr is almost of ludicrous as Otabek DJing in his spare time, and – well. Now everyone and their mother has Otabek’s tracks downloaded on their Spotify or iTunes.

So he crosses the room and investigates.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt - Even doesn't have anything to wear because Isak takes all his clothes and doesn't do laundry

I gotchu anon :P :P I know you’ve been waiting for this one for awhile hahaha hope you enjoy!!

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God give him the patience to deal with Isak sometimes.

It’s not that he doesn’t love Isak- he does. He loves every hair on his head and every quirk of his cupid’s bow lips. He loves his shitty taste in movies and his insistence on surviving on nothing but beer, weed, kebabs, and general bitchiness. 

But what he does not love about Isak is his complete inability to remember to do the laundry.

Not even that- it wouldn’t be a problem if Isak just wore his own clothes.

“Son of a bitch,” Even murmurs to himself, holding up one of the many hoodies he had packed on his bid to spend the week at Isak’s. It was his green one, soft and threaded and it was fucking dirty.

It smelled like Isak- like weed-tinged sweaty teenage boy. And while generally- yeah that fucking does it for Even; gets him turned on like a mother fucker-

He’s supposed to have dinner with his parents tonight and this was the only article of clothing he had banked on being clean. And he can only picture the look on his parent’s face if he were to show up for dinner smelling of weed and boy.

 “Isak!” Even’s voice is riding the edge of being fondly exasperated and annoyed as fuck- but fondly annoyed as fuck because it’s Isak.

There’s a pause, then a small thump, and the sound of the shower turning off. “What?”

“I need to borrow some clothes. Somebody wore my hoodie and didn’t wash it,” Even stared pointedly out at the hallway despite knowing that Isak had no way of seeing him, “Where’s your clean stuff?”

“Uh-” And Even sighs, already knowing the answer to the conundrum, “I think I forgot to do this week’s load?”

“So lucky he’s cute,” Even throws the dirty hoodie down on the bed, and raises his voice again. “Do you think Eskild owns things in my size?”

There’s another thump and a curse and then Isak is strolling into the room in nothing but a towel and a furrow between his brows. “You can’t wear Eskild’s stuff.”

Even tries not to stare at the water droplets running down Isak’s chest. (But they are there and their dripping down the center of Isak’s chest where Even’s tongue had been this morning-)

“Why not?”

Isak looks at him like he’s an idiot, “Yeah I’m going to let my boyfriend wear another guy’s clothes.”

Even raises a brow, “How many articles of clothing in your closet are Jonas’s?”

“That’s different,” Isak says after a moment’s hesitation and the furrow is back in his eyebrow and even wants to smooth it out with a kiss but he needs something to wear damnit, “Jonas is Jonas. He doesn’t count.”

“Oh no?” Even moves towards Isak, leaning in to nip quickly at the hollow of his throat before pulling back. Isak huffs, but angles a bit more towards him, “You don’t think it gets on my nerves when you wear one of Jonas’s shirts?”

Isak looks at him like he’s never even thought it over, “Does it?”

Even hold his gaze for an intense few moments, before rolling his eyes, “We wouldn’t be in the predicament if you just did the laundry.”

“I forgot,” Isak groaned, looking around the room, “I can do it right now.”

“We have to be dinner with my parents in an hour.”

Isak grins, “You could just wear nothing? I wouldn’t mind that.”

Even rolls his eyes again, “The streets of Oslo have seen enough of this naked bod.”

“Maybe Oslo has,” Isak leans up to press a kiss in the sensitive skin behind Even’s ear and lets the sentence hang.

Even pulls back, “I want you to know that your attempts at distraction are terrible. But I missed you today so I’m going to pretend that they are working. And then I’m going to ask Eskild for clothes.”

Isak tilts his head and smiles beatifically. 

(Even ends up wearing the hoodie because Isak glowered at every outfit of Eskild’s he had tried on. Even puts up with a lot of shit sometimes.)

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Requested: Hey love!! How are you? Can i ask you one thing? Alright… I hope you can make an imagine where reader and shawn are all goofy, sassy, bitchy and all those playful relationship. i hope you can make imagine just based on how playful their relationship is. thank you very much.

Note: I thought a lot about how I wanted to write this concept and I finally settled with writing four completely unrelated scenarios or moments to illustrate the type of relationship requested. 

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“Babe, I love you and that song, but shut up.” You tell Shawn partially joking, but also partially serious because Shawn has been singing the same two lines of Barcelona by Ed Sheeran practically non stop for the past twenty minutes and you’re getting to the point where you really can’t take it any longer.

“In Baaaaaarcelona!!!” Shawn sings very high pitched for a reason you don’t understand obviously ignoring your demand for him to stop. You barely even look up from your phone. Instead, you just reach out your hand and place it over his mouth. But you feel his teeth graze your palm and then he moves and bites down lightly on your fingers.

“Ow!” You say, retracting your hand and pretending it hurt a lot more than it actually did.

“Don’t even lie, y/n, you like when I bite you,” Shawn says, and your eyes widen and you immediately look around to see if anyone heard Shawn’s comment because he didn’t even bother to say it quietly and his band is all in the dressing room with you. Luckily, they’re all busy doing their own thing so no one seems to have heard Shawn’s comment.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm Anon!Chuuni! I troll all the mysme imagine blogs that interest me and toss imagine ideas at them~ thank you for your wonderful work. RFA+Saeran/V reacting to meeting some old friends of their s/o who used to bully them and are hoping to rub their success in s/o's face? ;)

Haha, thanks for tossing the idea. ;) Hope you like what we came up with!


Zen:

  • You visit Zen on set one day
  • You decide to surprise him but he was in the middle of a scene
  • One of your old classmates come up to you
  • She was a real jerk to you in school, but you’re polite to avoid drama
  • “Oh, MC! What are you doing here!”
  • She goes on bragging about how she and the main lead Zen are acting together
  • And how they are hitting it off really well
  • You’re trying to suppress your laughter because Zen tells you all about practices
  • You let them ramble off and then Zen comes over
  • He smiles at you and pecks your lips
  • “Hey, babe, what are you doing here?”
  • You hand him his lunch and turn back to your old bully
  • Only she fled from embarrassment

Yoosung:

  • You and Yoosung are going on your weekly froyo date
  • Someone comes up to you and it takes you a moment to recognize them as your old bully
  • He starts rambling about his amazing girlfriend
  • And how successful he is in his new job
  • You’re listening and kind of forcing a grin so as to not be rude
  • But Yoosung keeps looking at him funny
  • Finally he gasps really loudly
  • “I knew I recognized that voice! Aren’t you dragonsheart4840?”
  • Your bully turns really red really fast, stammering for some sort of excuse
  • “Oh, we slaughtered you last time on LOLOL…but we felt really bad when we found out your girlfriend dumped you.”
  • Your bully is mortified and kind of excuses himself
  • Yoosung turns and smiles at you “That should get rid of him.”
  • He remembered you mentioning the bully before and could see you feeling increasingly uncomfortable
  • What a sweet puppy.

Jaehee:

  • You’re taking a break at the cafe so you sit alone in the corner on your laptop to answer emails
  • A familiar guys comes sauntering up to you
  • “Still sitting alone on your laptop? Some things never change, MC.”
  • You finally recognize your old bully from school
  • Before you can say anything, he starts talking about how he’s a chef at a five star restaurant.
  • And talks about all the famous people he knows
  • Jaehee sees you deflate from the counter
  • She comes over to the table
  • “I’m sorry, but I need to steal MC away soon.”
  • You explain that you’re actually the co-owner of the cafe
  • The guy seems to be bit more nervous now
  • Jaehee clears her throat. “Aren’t you that chef from that place down the street? I would think someone who gets paid as well as you would at least have the decency to pay his coffee bill.”
  • You stare wide eyed, realizing he was the “thief” you were looking for all week
  • He runs out
  • “Make that twice” Jaehee sighs

Jumin:

  • Jumin decided to take you on a date at a local coffee shop in town
  • You’re waiting while he gets your drinks
  • A young man in a suit comes up to you, and you dread the interaction remembering your bully
  • You’re barely a minute into small talk and he’s bragging about how he’s the CEO for some company or another
  • He asks what you’re doing and laughs when you tell him your job
  • You feel a little bad
  • But then Jumin comes over
    “Here’s your drink, my love.”
  • You’re introduce your bully to Jumin
  • But he already remembered from when you told him before
  • He nods and says “I recognize that name. C&R recently saved you from bankruptcy, am I right?”
  • Your bully loses color in his face and murmurs some thanks before excusing himself
  • You scold him a bit for it
  • “I’m sorry,” he says. “But it kind of felt good.”
  • Jumin, no.  


Seven:

  • Your car broke down in a parking lot near your job
  • You’re surprised when you see a girl in a nice business suit walk up to you
  • Your old bully greets you, staring awkwardly at your sweatpants
  • You explain the situation
  • Your bully offers not-so-humbly to give you ride in their Lexus and maybe some money to fix your broken car
  • You politely refuse, saying that your boyfriend is coming to pick you up
  • You’re so happy (and slightly smug) when Seven rolls up in his red Ferrari
  • “Oh! That’s him right now” you grin at your bully’s gaping mouth
  • Seven rolls down the window and taps his fingers on his sunglasses
  • You’re about to walk up to him when he raises up a pack of Honey Buddha Chips
  • “Look who got a discount on another box!”
  • He’s grinning ear to ear
  • You chuckle nervously. “Nevermind…I don’t know him.”
  • Seven calls your name and opens the door
  • Your bully is still shook
  • You walk up to him and sigh
  • “You’re such a dork, but I love you.”

Saeran:

  • You two were at the park together
  • You notice your old bully taking a walk nearby
  • You point them out to Saeran and explain
  • The bully sees you and starts walking towards you with a smug smile
  • You groan, knowing what’s coming
  • But then suddenly, your bully pivots on his heel and walks in the opposite direction
  • You turn to Saeran who’s smiling innocently at you
  • You still don’t know what happened…but you’re still thankful you avoided the awkward situation

V:

  • He took you to the museum for a date
  • He steps aside for a few moments to take some photos of the exhibit
  • While you’re waiting, your bully comes up to you
  • He doesn’t brag too much about himself
  • Instead, his comments start to become degrading
  • You can barely get a word in edge-wise, and the comments were pretty hurtful
  • V steps in between you guys, almost shielding you
  • He gives the guy a polite smile, though there’s an edge in his voice
  • “I don’t think that’s how you talk a lady.”
  • The bully is taken aback since barely anyone stood up to him before he backs away
  • V asks if you’re alright

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I know this is technically a day late, but let’s pretend I totally posted this yesterday… 

Neil starts outlining a plan in his head as he ducks between students and buildings. Group projects are the bane of his existence, but he has to do them if he wants to pass, and he has to pass if he wants to be eligible to keep playing Exy. At least this time Joseph Peters isn’t in his group, but he still prefers individual assignments. The faster he gets his five slides done, the less he has to interact with the group.

Neil cuts across the Green because it’s faster, but he has to weave through a sea of bodies. The warmer weather of spring has drawn out many students from their hoards in the library. From sunbathers to studiers, the grass is now marred by waves and waves of bright colors and tanned skin. The combination of laughter and the singing of nearby birds tangle together in the air like a tangible cacophony, and the rays of the sun lick down along the ground, creating a blissful atmosphere.

Neil sidesteps around a group of sorority girls and ducks to avoid getting in the middle of an ultimate frisbee game. By the time he makes it Perimeter Road, the crowds have thinned out, and it’s easy to cross the road and head up towards Fox Tower.

His dorm is dark when Neil unlocks the door. For some reason all of the lights have been turned off, and it instantly strikes Neil as odd. He knows he can double check the schedule taped to the fridge, but he distinctly remembers Nicky’s class getting out earlier than his. Even stranger still is the fact that someone has blocked out the windows, so only a few straggling bands of light seep in. The stark darkness puts Neil on edge, settling deep in his chest and making waves of anxiety begin to churn. He knows it’s been three years, that there’s no need to run anymore, but that doesn’t stop the disquiet in his bones or ease the itch now sparking in his muscles. He’s considering heading up to the roof and texting Andrew when the lights flick on.

“Surprise!”

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Fall For You (M) | 03 (Final)

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Summary: You hate a lot of things about Jeon Jungkook; you hate his arrogance, his reputation, and his pet name for you to name a few. But most of all, you hate how right it feels for you to fall into his arms, and how easy it is to fall for him.
Word Count: 13,742
Genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, college au, sprinkling of feelings
A/N: I feel like I’m sending my child to their first day of kindergarten oh my goodness. I hope you guys enjoy the last part!!

Part 01. Part 02 + Drabbles

Mood music: X

A mistake.

It absolutely had to be a mistake.

There was no way you were in love with Jeon Jungkook, absolutely no way in hell you had feelings for him that ran any deeper than discontent. It had been the moment, the conversation with Jungkook, the awe you’d felt when he showed you his forest. You had gotten caught up in that moment, and your mind had tricked itself into thinking you liked Jungkook.

You didn’t love Jungkook.

You loved his dick. And that was all.

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I Still Exist

Requests: Omg your stories are awesome! I was wondering if I could suggest a newt x reader with the song “Where Do We Go” or “Shatter Me” by Lindsey Stirling? Where the reader feels kinda neglected and depressed for quite some time and newt fails to notice because he is in a lot harsher mood and snaps a lot as a result of working on his book? And one day she goes “missing” and worries newt? Lots of angst pls!(Idk it sounded a lot better in my head)You can come up with the rest. Thanks!       AND      hi !! i really love your stories, and i was wondering if i could request an v angsty one where newt is under a lot of stress and snaps at reader? ❤️❤️

Word Count: 2,701

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous

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The workshop smells about how you’d expected when you crawl into the case. A burning mixture evaporates somewhere nearby, partly covering up the odors of the various feed bags for the creatures and the plate of raw meat rotting on the table. You shake your head, disgusted, and slip past the shed. Scanning the field, hand over your eyes to block out the blinding sun, you spot Newt next to a murtlap. He’s on his knees saying something to the snarling creature. You swallow down the heart breaking in your chest. He’s exchanging more words with that beast than he has with you in the past month.

“Newt. Newt!” You shout, crossing through tall grasses and kicking stones out of your way. For God’s sake, “Newt!”

He twists enough to ensure it’s you before turning his back on you. “One minute, love.”

Hands on your hips, you wait as he chatters with the beast. It’s not that you’re against his research, it’s that he’s trying to cram chapters worth of new material into the book. You’d supported his idea when he first told you a month and a half ago. Now, though, you’re not sure you would’ve been so encouraging had you known he would spend every waking minute in the case without you.

“I don’t have all day, Newt. I have to get to the bakery with Queenie before it closes.”

He shakes his head, facing you. “I’m busy, love. Can’t it wait?”

You can feel the tension in his voice, strengthened, no doubt, by the bags under his eyes. “I just need to know if you’d prefer apple or peach pie for dessert.”

He mumbles something that sounds like ‘that’s it?’ but when you question him, he simply says, “I said it’s your choice. I’m sure you’ll make the right one.”

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Idk why do I do this to myself but I couldnt help it Im so sorry

I can totally see Yuri dreading the time Victor and Yuuri decide to have their first child, because knowing the two assholes, they’ll put him first on the list to babysit. Also, Yuri fucking hates children.

He just doesn’t get the fuss about babies everyone is all about, even his own boyfriend seems to love babies. They’d often talk about it, because yeah, they both want to have a family of their own eventually. Its just that Yuri always pictured their family being him, Otabek and a bunch of cats.

“Its stupid, Beka! Babies are stupid and this argument is stupid! Just the thought of a loud, stinky, gross mess of a human bothering me every waking moment makes me want to barf. The smell of milk all around our apartment? Fucking disgusting! And not only that. Are you really going to tell me you’d rather have endless sleepless nights trying to console a crying piece of shit instead of awesome nights of awesome sex? No thank you.”

And Otabek would just look at him and shake his head, smiling fondly. Because he knows Yuri’s childhood wasn’t easy, and maybe he just wants a few more years to be young and careless. Otabek gets it, and he can wait to have this conversation later, perhaps he’ll change his mind.

When Victor and Katsudon announce that they’re adopting a baby, Yuri’s reaction is slightly disappointing. He just rolls his eyes and stomps out of the room yelling back to them “Congrats on the worst decision you’ve ever made, you fuckers!”. Otabek thought that Yuri would’ve given into the concept of babies a little by now, but clearly that wasn’t the case.

Time goes by and Beka slowly gives up on the idea of having children with Yuri. Maybe its true, people don’t change.

But then the Victuuri baby arrives and everybody is thrilled. Otabek drags Yuri to see it because “even if you hate to admit it, they’re your family”. He tries to avoid any kind of contact during most of his time there, deciding to go for a beer downstairs while everyone else is gushing over the baby. Eventually he gets bored and goes to find Beka so they can finally go home.

But he wasn’t expecting to find Otabek with the baby in his arms, the light hitting the room just right, leaving everything looking rather ethereal. Yuri feels a familiar tug in his chest, just like when he realized for the first time that he was balls deep crazy in love with his boyfriend.

“Beka,” he hissed with his hands balled into fists, “what the fuck?”

Otabek turns to him with a questioning look on his face, and its just then that Yuri notices the blush on the other boy’s cheeks, very similar to the one he feels crippling up his own face.

“How dare you look like this? With a baby?!” Yuri says as he takes a step forward. When he’s close enough, he mindlessly runs a finger across the baby’s forehead, then looks up to find Otabek smiling softly, and maybe wants to die.

Also, he suddenly remembers they’re not alone, and sees Victor and Yuuri staring at them, looking as mushy as always. But surprisingly, he finds himself not being bothered by it for the first time ever. Actually, makes him feel kinda warm.

So yeah, maybe babies are not such a bad idea after all.

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My way to say thank you for your art, sorry this is so shit.

The Keys

Requested: Could you maybe write an imagine where Y/N ex boyfriend brings back the house key he had for Y/N apartment and Shawn is there. But Shawn didn’t know he had a key in first place and because he never got a key he is all jealous and pissed yells at Y/N? I hope that makes sense. Really appreciate your writings! Love only!

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After showering, you walk back into your living room with your hair still damp, but thrown into a messy bun. Shawn is over, so the two of you are planning to have a lazy night in. Since he has some time off, you’re finally getting to spend time together. You walk into to the living room to find that Shawn isn’t there where you left him. You can hear voices coming from the hall leading to the front door. One of them you recognize immediately as Shawn’s of course, but the other one sounds familiar too, and you wonder who would be at the door. Shawn’s frame is blocking the entire doorway, so you can’t see who’s at the door, but when you get closer you can hear the other person speaking. “Can you tell her I’m sorry I didn’t call?” Your ex-boyfriend says to Shawn. As much as you want to know what the conversation is about and why he stopped by in the first place, you don’t really want to walk into a conversation between your ex and your current boyfriend, so you stop and backtrack before either of them see you.

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You know what? Fuck it. I’m sick of sitting passively by, listening to people ask “how do you know if you’ve never tried?” and tell me that no-one cares while you sit there with a shit-eating grin and say “this is a great debate we should do this more often”. A debate? My sexuality is a debate?! Fuck you. Telling me that I bring up great points when I’m giving you facts and you ask stupid fucking questions that I hear all the time is not a debate. It’s a chore.

And how DARE you? How dare you say to me that I need to be fixed, that I can be cured if only I could “find the right somebody”. “How do you know if you’ve never tried?” you ask me as though I haven’t tried. You assume I haven’t?

I destroyed great friendships because I tried to convince myself I had a crush on them. I tore myself apart in so many ways because I tried to tell myself that there was someone out there just for me. My life has been a living hell because I TRIED. Every goddamn fucking day, I’ve tried. And then you ask why I’m angry??

Fuck you. Of course I’m angry!! I’ve been sold this idea of love and romance and sex being the be all and end all of the universe every goddamn day of my life. Every single fucking thing I’ve watched, read, listened to - about him or about her. About how True Love saves the day. How they only live happily ever after when they’re married and riding off into the sunset staring longingly into each other’s eyes. And then I’m forced to endure sex scenes and romances that are so out of place that it jars me out of the narrative so utterly and completely while everyone else applauds and nods and agrees “Yes, they are so in love”. Then they point at a background character who hasn’t even got a goDDAMN FUCKING NAME and tell me “Look! There’s your representation! Be happy!!!” all the while writing fanfiction about that character passionately fucking another character because #OTP #loveislove

FUCK. YOU. Of course I’m going to be absolutely fucking livid! You give me representation and then take it away all in the same breath! I watch as characters who are asexual are cured of their medical condition and suddenly they are not asexual anymore! I watch as characters that have never expressed any interest in romance - who have been around 60, 70, over 100 fucking years!!! - are paired off in heterosexual relationships (as though there aren’t enough of them around). Characters who are made canonically asexual and then a couple of years later, a new writer doesn’t agree with that and rewrites the entire canon so the audience can relate to them more (as though they weren’t a fan favourite already). Characters who are made the butt of jokes, characters who are placed in the same bracket as incest, characters who we are very clearly meant to hate.

And if the canon doesn’t fuck them over, the fandom sure fucking does.

Pages and pages and pages of fanart and fanfiction all dedicated to shipping my representation with other characters, while I’m shoved aside and told “it doesn’t matter. It’s not a big deal, there’s no need to yell”.

No need to yell? And yet you’ll start entire so-called ‘fandom wars’ over Shiro/Keith and Keith/Lance? You’ll yell and get angry and start a riot when gay characters are made straight and I’m not allowed to do the same for asexual characters? How DARE you.

How very fucking dare you?

I am made to endure and put up with all this shit and then - on top of all of that - then you have the audacity to tell us we are not welcome in your safe spaces, that we don’t exist, that we’re seeking attention (because bringing attention to a sexuality is such a bad thing, right?). I have to sit and listen to you as you describe us as aliens - as emotionless, unfeeling robots. You tell us we are as far removed from human as you can get. I have been told that I’m not right, I’m broken, I’ll never be understood and nor should I be. I spent years telling myself those very same things before I even came across the word asexual, piling on depression and anxiety and loneliness. I don’t need someone who doesn’t even take the time to try to understand to tell me that I must have a medical condition or that I was sexually abused as a child or that I just need to “give it a chance”. I don’t need people telling me that “it sucks” that I’m aroace, that I’m “not normal”, or asking me what I’ll do when I’m old and have no-one to look after me. I don’t need it. I don’t.

I’m already told all this in a hundred thousand different ways every day when I walk outside and see a billboard featuring another ‘sex sells’ advert. Every day, when I watch TV and see yet another out of place romance. Every day, when I walk into a shop and a love song is playing over the speakers.

Fuck you.

“How do you know if you’ve never tried?” How do YOU know?

I’ve had people ask me “isn’t it lonely?” They ask me how I’ll ever feel fulfilled if I never experience love and when I point at my friends, they laugh and say “no, I mean romantically” as if the way I love isn’t valid. Why is romance so much more fulfilling than platonic? “It just is,” they’ll reply as though that explains everything. It doesn’t.

They tell me how love is so amazing and great and then in the next sentence moan about their significant other or cry about how heartbroken, how depressed they are because their boyfriend/girlfriend broke up with them. “I’ll never love anyone ever again, I guess that makes me asexual” they say as they chat up their next partner and I grit my teeth and smile and nod because I’ll never understand so how can I judge?

So fuck you. I’m not going to just sit here and let you tell me that my representation doesn’t matter. Not when it took me 17 years to finally find asexuality. Not when it took others far longer. And definitely not when some go their whole life feeling broken or force themselves to do things they don’t want to just to try to fit in. We exist whether you understand us or not and we need our representation too.

Happy May 17th <3

Just need to wash away the negativity before I go to sleep <3 so here we go

Even has changed his mind.

A couple weeks ago hosting a big May the 17th celebration in his and Isak’s home seemed like the most perfect way to truly share how happy he is. How much he loves Isak, their lives together and their many beautiful, silly, endearing friends. 

for days he has been planning the event. Working out a menu he was going to cook himself, making little invites out of craft paper and the fancy pencil set Isak gave him for his birthday, and planning his and Isak’s outrageous outfits for the day. 

It was all Even could talk about. He was so passionate, so excited, and seeing his eyes light up when he discussed the secret ingredient in his pancake recipe, watching him draw individual cartoon characters on the invitations for each person and hearing him talk about what this day meant to him, made Isak fall in love with him all over again. 

but now? 

Now all Even wants to do is hold Isak in his arms and sleep. 

he doesn’t want to see anyone, he doesn’t want to eat anything, or set up the table or talk. 

he just wants to lie in bed with his warm boyfriend pressed against his chest. 

He wants to feel Isak breathe against him and trace the ocean on his skin. He wants to pretend that they are the only people in the world and nothing and no one can touch them. 

They are safe.

Isak is safe.

this is all he needs right now. he closes his eyes and breathes isak in some more before sleeping. 

Isak kisses the skin between Even’s eyebrows before slipping out of his clutch and out of the bed. 

he gazes down at his beautiful boyfriend and vows to make this day special. There is no way anything can take this away from him

fuck it 

Isak Valtersen may be a grinch but he is going to save Christmas Constitution day.

first thing he does is call Eva 

he doesn’t even bother to say hello when she answers 

“do you still know how to make those fancy things wrapped in bacon?” 

“you fucking know I do!” 

“great come over as soon as you can and bring all the food and decorations and shit you have.” 

“got it..and alcohol?” 

Isak smiled “of course Eva”

next thing he does is message the boys “you guys coming?” 

Jonas: Even said it was not happening

Magnus: How is he doing?

Mahdi: how is your face doing? 

Isak: he seems a little down but we’re gonna try to make it better

Jonas: whatever you need you got it

Isak smiled before sending them all a list of supplies and what they each need to do. 

He goes into the bedroom to wrap extra blankets around Even and cuddle him for a bit before calling Eskild. 

“Guru I need you” 

“words every guru loves to hear, what can my wisdom do for you today?” 

“You were helping Even with the constitution outfits right?” 

“absolutely and they are brilliant” 

“great where are they?” 

“with me of course. Even didn’t want you peeking” 

Isak smiled fondly “of course he didn’t. How fast can you get here” 

there was a knock at the door. 

Isak opened it confused

“oh please i’m your guru, of course I knew you’d need me” Eskild said, handing over two bags. 

Isak looked inside to see a flash of a fancy black suit jacket with brass buttons and a red vest. He smiled “I can’t believe he did this” 

“it meant a lot to him” Eskild said melancholy as his eyes searched the ground for answers that Isak could never find himself. 

“Which is why we need to give it to him” Isak said as he ran into the bathroom to get change right when there was a knock on the door. 

“That should be everyone!” Isak shouted at Eskild 

he heard Eskild open the door and the sounds of the girls entering the apartment filled the quietness Isak had been alone with most of the morning. 

when he came out of the bathroom dressed in the suit Even planned for him, everyone stared in shock. Even Eskild was left speechless 

“Isak..” Noora breathed

Sana smiled, but timidly, as though she still couldn’t look at Isak without blaming herself for what happened. He winked at her which made a a wave of calm wash over her and he watched her visibly relax

“Damn Isak you clean up good” Eva said as she placed some food on the table the girls must have set up while he was changing. 

there was another knock and soon enough the boys were in the kitchen doing god knows what. They were cooking up a storm. Mahdi only cared about his waffles. 

“okay listen the trick is, No magnus you don’t fucking stir the mixture you fold it” 

Even Linn was helping Vilde place the napkins on the table. Isak thanked her and she shrugged but he caught a smile when she thought he wasn’t looking. 

Eventually the table was full of food and the kitchen was a mess, but it didn’t matter. 

Isak grabbed a little norwegian flag and went into the bedroom

he curled in beside Even and kissed him softly until his eyelashes fluttered open. His arm instinctively wrapped around Isak before he noticed what he was wearing. 

The brightest smile Isak had seen since friday painted on his face as he took in Isak’s appearance. “Baby you-” 

Isak waved the flag “happy constitution day!” he sung goofily which gained the most beautiful laugh from Even. 

his eyes grew sad for a moment “i’m sorry I ruined it.” 

Isak raised his eyebrows “ruined it? RUINED IT? oh baby you have no idea”

Even gazed at him confused “what?” 

Isak kissed his knuckles before pulling him up “come with me…if you feel up to it.” 

Even smiled, and wove his fingers through Isak’s hair “dear god you are beautiful” he whispered in awe as he let his boyfriend lead him into their living room that was bursting with people and food. 

Everyone was already digging in and talking about everything they were grateful for. the playlist Even spent hours planning was playing in the background and Mahdi was counting how many waffles there were so no one ate his fair share. 

Even smiled brightly at the magical world he just walked into. it was exactly like the image he had been dreaming about. “I can’t believe you did this” 

Isak looked at him in worry, he suddenly realised that this could be a bad idea “is this okay?” he asked “I can send them all home if you would like it to just be us.” 

Even shook his head and pulled Isak towards him “I love you so much Isak” he said before kissing him deeply and slowly, letting the world catch on fire around them. Everyone cheered at the sight and Isak rolled his eyes and giggled before him and Even joined everyone at the table. 

they spent the day talking, eating and sharing stories about their favourite may 17th experiences and every single thing they appreciate about their lives right now. 

As Even looked at all of his friends and then gazed upon the beautiful golden angel sitting beside him, it was impossible for him not to thank the entire universe for everything he has here, right now in this moment. 

More Like Her || Archie Andrews

Originally posted by jubillee

word count :

pairing : Archie Andrews x Reader

warnings : upset reader, bitchiness??

summary : You’ve been friends with the gang for all your life, even dating Archie, you thought you’d like Veronica like everyone else but you start to think Archie is cheating on you with her so that’s not okay.

a/n : thanks you all for requesting for being on my tag list, but for now i will not be adding more people. also, i was listening to this song, it might put a good mood setter for this imagine! 

posting schedule : wednesday, friday, sunday!


     You thought she was a nice girl. Everyone thought Veronica would make a nice addition to your group of friends, you thought that Ronnie was cool that she would fit in nicely. You thought that for a while before you started to pick up on some things that never would add up in a normal person’s mind.

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anonymous asked:

Can I get separate relationship headcanons or scenarios for a SUPER short girl that's under 150cm with 3rd Gym + Oikawa? I'm really insecure with my height since I'm a midget at age 18 lmao. Your blog is amazing btw!

Thank you, Anon! And I way hope these are okay. I don’t really know what it’s like to be short - by any standards - on a personal experience, but I had a really good friend for a while who was 5′1″ that I based most of these off of.

Hope you enjoy!


Bokuto Koutarou

  • Legit treats this girl like a teddy bear. She will always be in his lap with his arms wrapped around her waist and he’ll have to qualms about pulling her across the couch or bed to get into that perfect cuddle position.
    • If that doesn’t suit her tastes, LET THE BABY KNOW. He’ll quickly shift gears to asking her to come cuddle. He doesn’t want to force anything on her, but he just adores her so much and can’t stand how cute she is when it’s so easy for those beefy muscles to carry her around.
  • And he would love picking her up when they kiss. Like, he’d bend down and hug her while she wrapped her arms around his neck and just stands. Her feet will dangle - like a foot off the ground! - and there’d be tons of giggle kisses!
  • Oh, go to a concert with him. Boy will be all over throwing her up onto his shoulders. Not only does he end up being that way cool boyfriend but he also has an excuse to kiss her thighs! Because, really, this owl does not mind his head getting crushed by those sexy legs.

Akaashi Keiji

  • I think when they first start dating this poor boy would just be afraid of losing her. Like, they probably when shopping together once and when he turned around she was just gone. Panic sets in when he can’t see her in the crowd but turns out she was just the row over behind a particularly tall clothing rack.
    • You better believe it’s a MUST that they are constantly holding hands when they go out now. He will not be taken to that heart wrenching moment ever again.
  • You don’t think this boy would be a little shit about height but he totally is. He’ll withhold kisses just to watch her struggle on her tiptoes in an attempt to reach his mouth. He’d be all smiles and wouldn’t even move a muscle.
    • OMG! What if she started climbing him like a jungle gym and he just tries to pretend like it isn’t happening until neither of them can hold back anymore! They start laughing and he makes up for his teasing with tons of kisses!

Kuroo Tetsurou

  • Adored giving her piggyback rides. Like, just let him do it. He loves having her wrap her arms around his neck, her thighs in his hands, and her head resting against his shoulder. Seriously, he’d beg for it, so just let the guy get his fill every now and then.
  • Oh, another thing he loves doing is hug her from behind and rest his head on top of hers. Even though he’s still slightly taller than her from there, he likes to see what they world looks like from her height. He won’t hold back on being a little brat about it either.
  • Okay, for real, I’m more than sure he used her to save a couple cats from trees and such. Since she’s so tiny and he’s so tall it’d be way easy just to lift her up so she could reach into the branches or perch on top of one.
    • Same strategy applies anywhere actually. If it’s high and just out of his reach, she’ll volunteer to be that extra length they need. Tol and smol make a great team.

Tsukishima Kei

  • The shittiest little shit about it. And he’s the tallest which makes it just that much worse. He absolutely adores her, of course, and when anyone else says something about her height his switch is flipped. No one says anything about his girl.
    • He’s probably be teasing her that she’s even smaller than Noya or something and Hinata comes along and starts giggling about it as well before Tsuki turns all serious and like, “shut up, you disgusting carrot, she’s perfect.”
  • Hear me out, they probably dance a lot - like, ballroom dance. Not only do they do the thing where she stands on his feet and he slowly totters around the living room, but on walks home, they’ll be holding hands when she suddenly twirls and he’s really quick to guide her under his arm and into his side. (Yama totally makes fun of him for it)
  • Dies when she decides to wear heels. I mean, he never has to worry about her being taller than him (sidenote: not that it would be a bad thing!) and let’s face it, she looks damn good in them. Probably the first time she wore them he had a really hard time adjusting where to put his hands since he had gotten so used to her usual height.

Oikawa Tooru

  • Despite the height difference, this kid is pro at taking selfies of them without either of them having to adjust much. It’s like a science at this point. And they’ll always turn out good which are quickly uploaded onto Instagram. #lovemyshortie
  • LOVES being the little spoon. I mean, yeah, he’ll be the big spoon, cause he loves cuddling and he will always bury his face in her neck, but sometimes a boy just wants to be held. He loves feeling her face pressed into his back and her arms wrapped around him, it’s just yes.
    • He also loves just being held by her, like with his head on her chest, his legs curled up over hers, and her arms around him. Yup, he’s a big boy but he’s also a big baby that needs to be pampered with love and affection.
  • He always gets a kick out of carrying her bridal style. Usually when they’re at home or something they’ll just be hanging out in the kitchen and then decide they’re going into the living room. So, he just swoops and carries her from place to place. She’s come to just expect it and when he starts to move in, she instinctively raises her arm to hang onto his shoulder.
college! au shidge

I may not yet be in college but I am however still a student and really I just pulled these from my butt and accidentally ended up writing a fic ok anyways

  • shiro’s staring dumbfounded at his best friend’s little sister who managed to jump three whole years into his grade like H O W
  • them at the library and pidge cursing her smolness and shiro just hoists her up on his shoulder to the right shelf
  • for some reason they have a lot of classes together. A LOT.

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realize o1 [namjoon & you]

Summary: After a tiny argument over not wanting to go home until everything is perfect, Namjoon snaps. He pretty much offended you about your fashion style and duty of work. You didn’t let it bother you so much, but just staying in silence had Namjoon taking off and saying it’s over. The two of you didn’t speak, call, or even look at each other for a while.

Little did he know that you had a secret hidden from him.

Originally posted by https-km

When you’ve fallen in a sweet and fluffy love, arguments will build up over tiny things.

Also, those tiny things can always turn out ugly, as the significant other of yours may be moody and might snap in an instant.

So when your significant other snaps, will you just leave it like that and try not to even work things out?

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senior syndrome

pairing: marcus flint x oliver wood

setting: modern, non-magical, college vampire au

word count: 3,131 

written for: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @bunimalsfiberdolls !!!!!!! 

notes: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


Marcus wakes up thirsty.

He blinks, scrubbing at the corners of his eyes. There’s a suspiciously crusty stain on the inside of his bedspread; it isn’t white, but it’s not not white, either. He doesn’t know which pledge had laundry duty last week, but he thinks it was probably Goyle. Goyle always forgets to add detergent. Possibly, Goyle isn’t actually aware he’s supposed to add detergent.

Whatever.

Marcus rolls over. His tongue is sticking to the roof of his mouth, and his throat feels dry and rough and a little like he might’ve accidentally gargled paint thinner. A strange burning sensation is piercing his gut; if he concentrates, he can almost trace it back to a gently pulsating spot between his tonsils.  

Swallowing hurts.  

Swallowing hurts a lot.  

He vows not to try that again, and then idly wonders if he’s getting sick. That would suck. Hooch is picking captains at the end of the week, and Marcus would really enjoy stripping that fuzzy felt “C” off Wood’s jersey. Especially now. Especially after three months of silence and stupid passive aggressive Snap stories featuring way too many fishing boats. And lakes. And sad, ugly, shirtless Canadian bros who definitely didn’t need to, like, molest Wood so thoroughly.  

Jesus.  

Marcus’s stomach rumbles.

He instinctively swipes at his teeth with the tip of his tongue.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do MC defending Jumin bc Zen's constant insults/complaining gets on her nerves? ee I'm not used to asking for stuff I hope you're not too busy and I'm not being rude

Author’s note: LOL I hope you guys are as amused with this as I am ;)

Jumin

  • When Yoosung and Jaehee called dibs on riding with Seven, you KNEW getting stuck with Jumin and Zen was going to be a pain in the ass
  • Who’s brilliant idea was it to have a team building weekend anyways??
  • “Can someone pull up the directions? Seven’s driving too fast for me to keep up.”
  • Jumin sighed and began looking through the glove box of your car
  • “Where’s your map?”
  • “My what?”
  • Your map! You can’t expect-”
  • “Here,” Zen shoved his phone in Jumin’s face
  • The screen lit up as the monotone GPS voiced the directions
  • “Take exit 477 in 3 miles.”
  • “Wow…” Jumin marveled at the phone
  • Zen scoffed, “I can’t believe you asked MC for a map,” he looked over at you, “..Why are you dating this jerk again?”
  • You looked at him through the rear view mirror
  • “Watch it, pretty boy.”
  • He held up his hands in retreat and leaned back in his seat
  • “Take exit 477 in 2 miles.”
  • Jumin handed Zen back his phone without saying a word
  • “What, no thank you?”
  • “What have you done for me to be thankful for?”
  • Zen rolled his eyes, “Seriously?”
  • Jumin shrugged and turned back to the front
  • “It’s like I’m talking to a robot,” Zen mumbled under his breath
  • He really sucks at whispering…
  • “Lighten up, Zen! We’re supposed to be bonding, remember?”
  • “I thought that didn’t start until we reached,” he cleared his throat and raised his voice, “the cabin of wonder!!!” 
  • “Was that a Seven impersonation?”
  • “Of course! Genius Agent Seven Zero Seven is ALWAYS perfect! Never fails! Only VICTORIES!”
  • Tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to hold back laughter
  • “Take exit 477 in 1 mile.”
  • “That was so amazing, I’m actually crying,” you choked out between breaths
  • Jumin gave a tiny smile as he watched you and Zen, and decide he wanted in on the fun
  • “I hack computers for a living and suffer from crippling depression!”
  • The laughter stopped
  • You glanced over at your boyfriend
  • “Uh..G-Good job on the impression, honey… very… accurate!”
  • Zen kicked the back of Jumin’s chair and began howling with laughter
  • “That was THE WORST impression of ANYONE that I’ve EVER SEEN!!!”
  • Jumin’s smile faded, but Zen continued
  • “I mean, COME ON?? You have the humor of a rock!! No, wait… that’s insulting to rocks.”
  • “Shut up.”
  • “Really? It that all you got? Maybe you should just hire someone to make up comebacks for you.”
  • Within the next second, the two burst out in an argument, their loud voices filling up the car
  • “Take exit 477 now.”
  • “I can do my own dirty work, you WHITE-HAIRED FREAK!”
  • “I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY, YOU SPOILED JERK.”
  • “WELL-”
  • SCREEEECH
  • Jumin was interrupted by the slamming of brakes
  • “M-MC?”
  • You had pulled over as SOON as you had taken the exit, and parked the car at what looked to be an abandoned gas station
  • “Are you two done?”
  • Zen gulped, “W-Well-”
  • “ARE YOU TWO DONE?”
  • “Yes, ma’am,” they said in unison
  • You sighed before looking back at Zen
  • “Listen, I know how much you love pushing his buttons, but Jumin is NOT a robot. He has feelings, okay?”
  • Zen nodded, too afraid of you to say anything else
  • “I don’t want you insulting him anymore,” you looked over at you smirking boyfriend, “or at least not while I’m around.”
  • Leaning over to the passenger side, you got closer to Jumin
  • “And YOU,” you sighed, “try not to make any more jokes unless Jaehee or I pre-approve them.”
  • The smirk dropped off his face
  • “…Fine.”
  • You smiled and put the car back into drive
  • “I still don’t understand how you could think that’s not a robot,” Zen gestured to Jumin
  • “Because,” you smirked, “no robot could be THAT good in bed.”
  • and that was the last thing Zen said for the entire trip
Broken Memories (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Words: 3200+

Warnings: car accident

Request: (i lost it in my blog but something about the reader being sick/hurt and the boys take care of them)

A/N: im sorry i took so long, as always. please forgive me, and enjoy!


You were walking home, your bag was thrown over your shoulder. You forgot your umbrella, and you were soaked, the wool hoodie doing nothing to stop the raindrops from seeping through. You didn’t check the weather today, so this was a big surprise for you. Lafayette wanted to drive you home, but you insisted on walking, not wanting him to leave work early. Hamilton and Laurens were working at the office too, and Mulligan had to go to his shop to finish the orders that people brought in.

Your phone rang, and you answered, barely glancing at the contact picture. “Hello?”

“Y/N! I told you that I would take you home!” Mulligan’s rough voice said. You rolled your eyes, sitting on a seat next to a bus stop. Thankfully, it was only slightly wet, not enough to make you stand.

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