lots of people around but still so lonely

So like… FFXV AU where there’s no magic, or at least no war with Niflheim, and the lives of the chocobros and Luna pretty much goes as it should have without all this destiny bullshit fucking people up. 

So like, Noctis is still raised with Gladio and Ignis by his side, and still betrothed to Luna, but Prompto never came to Lucis. He grew up in the empire. So Noct is a little different, a little more lonely and closed off. Gladio and Ignis are still his friends, and care for him a lot, but none of them are very good at… expressing that. And they don’t really do friend-things which leads to a lot of doubting the actual value of their relationship.

So because of this, Noctis is really… not good with people. And around late high school/early college years, Prompto moves to the Crown City from Niflheim to become a photography major. So cue first project of the year, he has to take a portrait of someone. Since he doesn’t know anyone, he pretty much scours the campus until he sees Noctis and goes perfect.

So he swallows his anxiety down and trots up to Noct, having absolutely no idea who he is. AKA the crown prince of Lucis. And he just holds up his camera and goes, “So, uh, this may sound kiiiiinda weird, but, like, could I get your picture?” 

And Noctis has been hounded by reporters his whole life. He sees himself in headlines, in magazines, on the news. It’s gotten old. And now, apparently, they’ve followed him to school. 

He does not handle things calmly. It pretty much ends with Prompto’s camera broken and Noctis storming off, and Prompto is understandably devastated. Also might hate Noctis with a passion. 

That is, until Noctis realizes that he keeps seeing this guy around campus. And he’s clearly there for a reason unrelated to the prince. In fact, he can very clearly hear Prompto begging his professor for an extension on the project because some asshole broke my camera and I don’t have money for a new one and Noctis has about the biggest OH SHIT moment of his life.

Keith and Lance

I just watched Voltron and I’ve got some things to say about Keith’s and Lance’s relationship (holy guacamole the sexual tension is unbelievable but other things too)

I 100% believe that Lance has an inferiority complex and Keith just being Keith makes it 2000x worse.

Think about it: Lance grew up in a big family, which means that more likely than not, it’s hard to be seen beyond your siblings. Yes, you will be loved, but very rarely does someone who is raised in a big family not have a sort of discomfort about their worth.

It explains why Lance tries so. Fucking. Hard. Have you seen this guy? He flirts with everything he’s got. He pilots alien technology amazingly well when everyone else thinks he’ll be terrible. He follows a plan to the letter, even when it would be more difficult for him not too (look shooting those guys would’ve been way easier to do in the sentient planet and put them in way less physical danger, fite me) He feels like he has to go above and beyond to get noticed. He has literally no chill. There is no halfway for Lance.

And then Keith is there, with his “I am just naturally a great pilot” and “I was the top of my class (right above you boyo) and I dropped out for no real reason” and then the worst of all “I don’t remember you”

So you have Lance, a guy that tries his best and wants some recognition, and then Keith, the guy that does his own shit and doesn’t remember him, and BOOM I can understand the rival shtick. Who wouldn’t be pissed when they try so hard and still get second place in everyone’s eyes?

And Keith still doesn’t hate him! I think that bothers Lance the most. He can’t get the guy to even “hate” him back equally

And Keith, poor sweet baby Keith.

He envisions an empty home instead of a family. He has never had the luxury of human reaction and now he’s stuck mind melding with four other people, one of which has shown open hostility towards him. But even then he doesn’t really hate the guy back. He humors him, and yeah, they bicker, but it’s obvious Keith has no clue what he’s doing.

He’s the lone wolf. He’s doesn’t listen to direction again and again. He goes off and does his own thing, even at great risk to everyone around him. He’s selfish in that regard, but honestly, I just don’t think Keith is used to having people rely on him.

He’s lived alone, he’s spent his free time doing what he wants, and he has no problem risking a lot by going against the government

Keith is not used to people caring

Lance is upset that this guy that tries so little still manages to be better than him in every way that matters. Lance feels like Keith is his rival, and he’ll only be good enough if he manages to 1up him.

But for the relationship aspect:

So you have this unsociable person who is goal oriented and thinks more about the project than the people behind it but is also very quiet unless enrage trapped in space with this other very flirty, social, and altogether annoying person who just wants to go home and mow ass like grass because he can’t keep any of his emotions hidden and is probably pan have you seen this guy- and they are both trapped in space. Together. For the foreseeable future. Or until one of them dies or goes through yet ANOTHER scene phase *cough* Keith *cough*

I’m just saying that two polar opposites is totally going to lead to the gays. That’s all I’m saying

Parenting AU scenario with Taehyung

sequel to this

Originally posted by moonsuns

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notice: REPOST BECAUSE I ADDED FEW MORE SCENES


After giving birth you spend few days in the hospital so doctors can make sure both you and the baby are healthy before letting you go home. Your newborn i - as you expected - bigger and heavier than avarange babies are but nonetheless healthy and energetic. Yours and Tae’s parents come to visit you but they aren’t allowed to come near the newborn yet so they just talk with you for a short moment and promise to visit you when you go home. Because of Taehyung’s broken arm he can’t hold the baby properly yet and he’s so devastated about it. You try to comfort him allowing him to lay down with you in your bed even though you’re in shared room but you don’t care about others. He stays pressed to your side as you breastfeed the baby the way you were instructed by the nurse on first day, looking down to your baby boy with a fond smile.

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This is my little brother. He is not so little now as he used to be, but he is still mine, mine, mine.

If anyone hurts my little brother, I will make them  a f r a i d.


I’ve had a lot of comments on YUTS from people telling me how much they love Rei and that makes me SO HAPPY because I LOVE REI TOO AND I’M SO GLAD I MADE HER.

The reason why Rei calls Izuku “little brother” is that he was only about five or six when she first came across him, and physically Rei’s maybe around nine at most. They were both lonely little kids at the time, Izuku because he was “quirkless” and Rei because her nature makes her unsettling even to other ghosts, and it didn’t help that she’s apparently incapable of speech. Izuku, being inexperienced with ghosts at the time, didn’t realize there was anything wrong with her, and not only did he not run away screaming from her, he even gave her a name. So, of course, she latched on to this tiny little peanut and never ended up letting go. Even when he caught up and then passed her in age, she stayed by him, because little brothers need looking after no matter how big and strong they get.

So… needless to say, she’s been with Izuku every step of the way, and she’s probably going to stick around for a very, very long time.

Seeing the Sights [Lin-Manuel & Reader]

Summary: You never thought helping a tourist out would make such an impact on your life.

Word count: 3214

Warnings: a swearword or two, mentions of dragon slaying

Author’s notes: This is a completely platonic piece. No romance. None at all. I wrote it because, as someone eloquently put it, “I just want to be friends with Lin, is that so much to ask?”. This is exactly how my meeting with Lin would go down in a perfect universe. Self-indulgent? You bet.
At first I wanted to include a scene where reader tries to teach Lin a bit of their language, but it just didn’t want to fit anywhere. Maybe I’ll post it separately later, since it was pretty hysterical. Polish is a hard language to learn, guys.
Also, the reader’s gender neutral!
(Just a warning - I’m not a native English speaker, so this might be a little awkward in some places. If you notice any mistakes, please point them out to me!)


“Co podać?” (“How can I serve you?”)

“Miętowe z czekoladą, poproszę” (“Mint and chocolate, please”), you said to the vendor, already excited to taste the sweet treat. It was the nineteenth of May, and that was your first ice cream this year. You always had to be careful about eating frozen food, since you were prone to catching colds, but the air was perfectly warm. An ideal day to enjoy some minty goodness.

You’ve been lucky this semester: no classes on Fridays. At first, you’ve been planning to get some work done, but seeing the pleasant weather outside you decided to get some “you” time. It’s been a while since you’ve taken a break, and your skin was yearning for sunlight.

You strolled down Basztowa Street, observing both people rushing towards the shopping mall and crows hanging around the park on your left. You liked this place; it was right in the heart of Cracow, but it never felt truly crowded, probably thanks to the greenbelt surrounding the Old Town. It was a perfect spot to people watch; something about here made you feel less lonely. Well, at least less than usual.

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COLLEGE!Jaehyun
  • Jaehyun would still be the cool guy let’s get real
  • Despite that he’d still be really nice and accepting to everyone
  • He’d stay in on the first day surprisingly enough instead of going out
  • That’s how you guys met anyways
  • He found you and some other girls watching anime in a common room and asked to join you
  • Somehow you convinced him to let you paint his nails a sparkly blue color
  • He’d insist that it’s only because there weren’t any guys around to see it
  • And then he begged you to take it off when you threatened to leave it there for the whole week
  • After that, he’d make a point to stop by your room and come study with you or talk about life
  • He was a decent student but he sucked at literature so you’d walk him through the author’s intent before big tests
  • He also struggled a lot with Spanish and he couldn’t roll his R’s to save his life
  • You spoke to him in Spanish sometimes just to annoy him as he tried to figure out what you were saying
  • “Puedes hablar dos idiomas pero no me entiendes ahora.”
  • “What????”
  • I get the feeling he would drag your sorry ass to the gym late at night
  • “Gains, man.”
  • You only became willing to lift when Jaehyun promised he’d attend a fitness class with you
  • What the little bitch didn’t know is that he would end up going to a Zumba class
  • He’d surprise you with his mad dance skillz and enthusiasm during the class
  • Even the instructor was like damn boi when everyone saw his moves
  • Jaehyun had no idea how to twerk though so he kinda shook his ass a little bit
  • You’d walk everywhere together and get meals together a few times a week
  • Sometimes you’d complain about how everyone probably thought you two were dating
  • But Jaehyun would shrug it off
  • I mean it was true; everyone on your floor gossiped about you two sleeping together but you both pretended not to know
  • Eventually you agreed to go to a house party with him and good lord he’s so much fun to party with
  • He wasn’t the type of person to be seeking a cheap bang at parties at all
  • You kicked his ass at beer pong and you still won’t live it down
  • That night you got really, really drunk good lord
  • Somehow you ended up kissing a random guy but you didn’t even feel your lips ??
  • Jaehyun wasn’t having that shit and ushered you away from him
  • He got rather worried about you, claiming to know what those sort of guys want
  • You probably said some shit like “Fine, you can kiss me instead if you won’t let me kiss someone else.”
  • Yeah he got pretty quiet after that but stuck by your side
  • He’d take excellent care of you and basically force food down your throat
  • Like seriously he wouldn’t leave you afterwards until you drank two bottles of water
  • He’d be hesitant to leave you so he would end up sleeping on your rug overnight to make sure you made it through
  • You’d wake up in the morning and nearly step on him, causing him to wake up too
  • Yeah he’d tease you for a while about how nice you get when you’re drunk
  • Apparently you couldn’t stop complimenting everyone
  • “You told me I have a pretty face six times.”
  • The next time you went out Jaehyun got absolutely plastered for the first time
  • He’d start complaining about how you made out with that other guy and how inconsiderate it was for him
  • You’d be dancing later and he’d complain AGAIN about how you were dancing too sexy and would attract the wrong sort of attention
  • So you’d get drunk later on and both of y’all are clusterfucks for real
  • And you’d get back to the dorms and be an absolute messes together in his dorm
  • The two of you guys would fall asleep on his bed together, still wearing the same clothes
  • Like neither of y’all took off your damn shoes like
  • You’d wake up first with the literal worst hangover ever and find yourself wrapped in Jaehyun’s arms
  • “sHIT WHAT DID WE DO”
  • You’d both panic like flailing
  • Somehow you’d get really comfortable with light cuddling after that
  • And find yourself talking about Jaehyun’s drunken protectiveness some time later
  • The bitch finally confesses that he got jealous of that random boy
  • And fucking kisses you randomly and murmur something about how you told him to do that when you were drunk
  • You’d punch him bc he should’ve done something weeks ago
  • Then kiss him again despite it bc let’s get real you’ve been in love with him
  • You wouldn’t be officially dating for a couple more days
  • But man he’d make a point to treat you to dinner though you were both broke as fuck
  • He said he hated skinship but he always either had his arm around your shoulders or held you hand
  • Not a lot would change though
  • Bc you’re still two best friends who mean the world to each other

     thank you so much for so many people still sticking around and dealing with that lame ass aka me. i don’t really have much to say, but thank you to every single one of you. i must be doing SOMETHING right.

     my follow forever won’t be very long this time tbh. over 1k followers and following like 150 people sounds like a lot, but i don’t talk to many and it can get incredibly lonely at times, especially when you have so many self doubts and just constantly feel like you’re bothering everyone

     this one goes to a select few that i don’t EVER want to not see on my dash. no matter if we’re rping currently or not, or if we’re talking or not. you’re amazing. and to the mutuals feeling like they are missing on this list: i’m sorry, but i still love you, and please always feel free to message me or come plot with me or tag me in a starter or ask me to make a starter for you!! i’m happy about every interaction!! 

     so… in no particular order:

@facetiious; @bittenrage; @infinitumcnimce; @ofsollicitudo; @mccallofthewild; @hastodosomething; @ofpackisms; @bonewardhound; @wolfraeken; @friesconquer; @chantdebonheurforbes; @noctuatim; @elevenmccall; @giiilbcrt; @traiectio; @tracelessgcne; @littleunstcady; @fightbehavior; @lycanincarnatus; @beeutifulmuses; @lordtaketh; @shroudedheart; @taeted; @ofreliquiae; @mxthermaggie; @xwolfbonds; @warricrhearted; @ofnobleza; @agonygiven; @arrowmarks; @thebettermccall; @betrayedveins; @starkwithsarcasm

A Message to the signs as I know them:

Aries:  I can’t be around you for more than 5 minutes because you drain the hell out of my energy. I love making you happy and making you smile because your laugh is amazing. Entertaining you is fun too and I like giving you things. I wish you realized how wonderful you are.

Taurus: You really hurt my feelings sometimes, even though you don’t mean too. I feel protective over scorpio when you are with us because I’m afraid you will hurt scorpio too. I love going out with you and I love that you’re always there for me. Thank you.

Gemini: You’re one of my favorite people to be around because of how up lifting you are. I love listening to you and hearing your ideas. I feel comfortable around you. I always learn something when I’m with you.

Cancer: You really annoy me sometimes, but I still love you. I appreciate you taking care of me when I’m sad or holding me when I’m lonely. I want to wrap you in a blanket a lot because you’re so adorable.

Leo: I look up to you a lot Leo. I admire your bravery and confidence. I wish you knew how beautiful you were. It makes me sad that you don’t. Thank you for pushing me to do things when I’m scared. I have a lot of fun when I’m with you.

Virgo: You’re my sister sign and maybe thats why I feel so close to you. I am fascinated by how your brain works and what you think of things. We truly are totally opposite. Thank you for helping me with everything I do. You don’t go under appreciated.

Libra: I’ve met a lot of you, but I haven’t seem to come across one that I actually liked. You’re soft and understanding and flexible with me, but when I talk to you I feel like I’m talking to a cold hard piece of plastic. Sorry.

Scorpio: You make me feel really safe and you are my astro-parent. Thank you for looking out for me and telling me everything was okay. I’m the most intuitive with you. I can communicate with you without words. You’re my favorite to hug.

Sagittarius

I feel like when I’m with you I can talk about myself. (Maybe thats why Leo’s like you so much). Even though you aren’t very comforting I find it so easy to vent to you. Thank you for listening.

Capricorn: Unfortunately I don’t know a lot of you. The ones I do know are very strange and have a weird sense of humor. But I like it. You are my moon sign and so I feel you on a different level sometimes. You and I are the two most misunderstood signs. But, out of all of them you’re the one that I have the hardest time understanding.

Aquarius: You’re one of my favorite people to talk to. I love hearing your visions on the world of how it is or how you think it should be. Sometimes how I feel towards Libra is the way I feel towards you. I try to get some sort of strong emotion out of you, but I can’t seem to get anything. I’m mostly made up of Aquarius so I understand you more than you think I do. And I feel safe when you’re here. Like nothing can hurt me and you’ll make everything okay.

Pisces: I am you and you are me. I understand you so well. I feel you on a different level and I think you are absolutely wonderful. I wish you wouldn’t be so hard on yourself. I see how sensitive you are to your surroundings and I want to take you with me somewhere quiet. I wish I could talk to you more, but you’re very shy. It’s okay because I am too.

👩‍👧‍👦- mun with the muse (this one is something for Pride Month from me.)

This drawing has to do with what I`ve faced, and what I still face now.

Being both trans and pansexual has never been an easy life. A lot of other people around me never treated me the way I asked, and being autistic makes it much harder. 

Losal was created as a means to cope with how lonely I felt about it, and he still faces the same kinds of issues that I do. 

“You copied Sidon’s design!” 

No. I didn’t. I had been inspired by Sidon being the literal figure I wish I could have in my own life. Not for sex, but for the support I wish I could have in trying to be so damn strong without a single moment I can rest from those horrible judgements. 

“You only made them to fuck Sidon/Mipha.” 

I wrote in his backstory that he considers them as FAMILY. He wouldn’t have those thoughts. And its the same as me. Me being trans has nothing to do with having sex. It has to do with my identity. Who I am as a person. 

Losal is special to me because of who I am as a person and that I have constantly faced struggles that could’ve easily made me end my own life. 

Losing family members at a young age, and I don’t mean by death. I am the oldest brother of four kids. And I lost all three of them thanks to an unloving mother. 

And going back to school alone, being in a time where Autism wasn’t considered a disability didn’t make my life any better. And I was willing to end everything because I felt so unwanted by so many people around me. 

I found the internet by age of 14 years old and my first friend I ever truly had was on an old website called Fanpop. Her nickname was Pocky and she was the best friend I could’ve ever wished for back then. She kept telling me how incredible I was, and that she was always so happy to see me come back online. 

That was all I could’ve ever asked for. 

And now I`m 19 years old, going to college for graphic design and animation. 

I have many people who admire me for the pictures I make, the stories I write and the smile I give to so many. 

And I want to thank my followers here, my watchers on deviantart, and that first friend I had ever had online on Fanpop. 

Because without all of you. I wouldn’t even be here, writing this post, or drawing these pictures. 

Fan Signing >> Mark

Hi guys

it has been a long time , hasn’t it ?! 

This is based on request by mrskimdo “ Hi there! ❤️ can I request a scenario when you’re a foreign student in Korea and somehow you met the super famous GOT7 and it leads to you and Mark falling in love~ teehee thanks ❤️ " 
I am really sorry it took me too long to post it , i hope that you aren’t mad at me >///< please Enjoy 

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You had the chance to go and study in korea for 3 years , it was your dream , so you didn’t leave this chance and went there .  You enjoyed staying in Korea. You found how peaceful a person could live there . At first You knew some korean words which allowed you to talk to people there but it was hard . Then you learned korean for 3 months since you arrived . It helped you a lot but still there was a missing part . It was normal for a foreign.

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Sad headcanons time! It’s actually relatively easy to take advantage of Oikawa Tooru in a relationship. He’s always looking for that one person who’s going to be real with him, take the time to get to know him instead of the image other people create, who will love him for all of his imperfections and all his greatness. And he wants that so desperately. Relationships never last long for him because most people don’t stick around long enough for any of it to happen, or they get so disillusioned by how he really is, so he dates a lot. It’s actually a source of a good amount of depression on his part. Not that it wouldn’t have anyway, but volleyball just naturally ended up taking precedent over everything else when his relationships kept failing so he stopped trying so hard in that department and focused on his constant. He still gets unbearably lonely some nights though.

“Under The Influence” - Scene 6

Scene 6:  Inside Granny’s Diner

Summary:  Regina and Emma have breakfast inside Granny’s Diner.

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Scene 6: Inside Granny’s Diner

(Regina & Emma are sitting in a booth at Granny’s.  The restaurant is buzzing with patrons coming in for breakfast.)

EMMA:  (opening her menu)  You know… when you said you had other things planned for me… I definitely was not thinking it would be breakfast at Granny’s.

REGINA:  (looks up and smiles)  Well, you’re no good to me on an empty stomach.  Besides, we needed to get out of there.  I honestly don’t know how the three of you do it.  You’re packed into that tiny loft like a can of sardines! (scans her menu)  I am the mayor.  I know how much the sheriff makes.  There’s nothing keeping you at Charming Head Quarters.

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Part of a response to an ask from @bookwyrmling that got a lil wordy!

P: Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas): Ohhhhhhh gosh. Okay so one of my biggest questions/thoughts about CP is: why don’t we have more coffee shop AU’s? W/out further ado, here’s a pb&j coffee shop au bullet-ficlet that has slightly less actual coffee shop shenanigans than originally expected (under a cut for length!) 

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On non-binaries in SU

I’ve seen some comments on my and other’s posts on Steven Universe. They are along the vein of SU as a show where it’s the traditional gender roles flipped backwards (females are stereotypically stronger, while males are stereotypically weaker) or that we need to see male villains or male gems come out.

These are just my thoughts on the matter, as someone who feels like they never fit in with all the neat categories we have in society. I don’t think they can fully represent what the movements have been talking about, but I do think representation is important so I would at least want to have this said, and I want people to know that when I write posts and analyses and theories, these are the values that underlie my thought processes.

The first thing I want to point out, is that by wanting to have diametrically opposed categories for gender, we’re still falling into the trap of viewing the world in binaries. I mentioned in this post that for the longest time, people have been taught to understand the world in terms of these opposites. Binaries refer to splitting everything we understand neatly into two. Male and Female. Right and Wrong. Light and Dark. Day and Night.

What I mean by understand is that we tend to explain one of those things in terms of the other. For instance, what is doing the wrong thing? It is not doing the right thing. What is day? It is the time when the sun is up. What is night? IT is the time when the sun is down. Binaries cause us not to notice that we can actually have grey areas, that not everything can fit so neatly into two categories and by extension, not everything just fits neatly into categories themselves.

In fact, the fact that the world non-binary as in “not binary” has to be used so that people can get their message across that there’s more than just two sides to the story, shows how entrenched this thinking is. But the good news is, we’re starting to move away from a world that relies on this kind of thinking. We’re starting to understand that there are more than two genders, and more importantly, we’re realising that there’s more to people than just their gender,  race, religion, socioeconomic standing, or political views. 

Morality

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anonymous asked:

can you tell me about baekhyun's personality? i'm a new fan

I think we already know about Baekhyun’s outgoing personality so I’m going to skip this out since it’s pretty obvious, so I’ll talk about other things. I think when we talk about Baekhyun’s personality there are allot to talk about, and allot of times it is difficult to answer people regarding the same question. I don’t know him personally but as his fan I believe Baekhyun is a good person in heart.

According to the people who worked with Baekhyun, the one who met him or know him like his members, staffs and fans who have met him before have all mentioned how good and humble he is. I have never once heard anything bad coming from people who worked with him or know him. All the bad ones are usually coming from people who never know him or met him and most of them are from haters. You can say that the things his member say on broadcast are scripted but seeing how other people responded about Baekhyun behaviour like his co-workers just shows how much he is loved by the people around him. Some of them could be fake or mistranslated but the amount of them I’ve seen I believe some of them is real and even without being told I find it pretty obvious enough due to the gestures, and the way he behave towards different people.

Allot of people only see him as a mood maker, rather than seeing him as a humble, caring idol. It seems that the idol persona that he shows have had allot of influence on the way people see him. Well of course he is the mood maker but I think he is more than that.

Baekhyun seems allot more playful and talkative when he is with his member or people he is close with, but much quiet when he is with his senior or with other artists, for example the variety show he appeared as a mc “The Competent” as you can see he allot different there compared to the varieties he been with his member. He is always humble and respect people such as the photo below where he sincerely bows 90° in front of his senior.

Another example is during Hunan TV New Year Countdown in December 31st 2014, Baekhyun was waiting for his turn to perform Growl, but as soon as he met the hosts of Happy Camp, he immediately bent down to greet them happily (Look at the meipai video here).

On February 14th 2014, during Hunan TV Lantern Festival, after EXO finished their performance, when everybody was preparing to leave the stage, Baekhyun bent down to the hosts.

Baekhyun have shown his caring side many times most of the time was not obvious but you will see it if you look at him carefully. I remember I read a fanacc where there was a fan who didn’t get to finish her talk because she was being pushed down by a staff, but Baekhyun immediately told the staff “Please don’t grab her like that, it’s okay

On June 16th 2015, Baekhyun did an opening throw for baseball match, after he was done, he watched the whole game diligently.  He reminded his fans to not focus on him but to focus on the game using his hand gesture, he led the fans to respect the baseball players.

In the 2015 M! Countdown small fanmeeting event, Baekhyun didn’t forget to pull Lay to the front. (gif)  

And lets not forget how he’s been caring or looked after Tao when he still in the group. This was from an interview that Tao had a long time ago.

Q: I think it’s amazing that you got into the debut team after just one year. Who helped you out the most during the trainee years?

Tao: Baekhyun hyung did. Although he couldn’t speak Chinese and I couldn’t speak Korean, we could still converse, using hands and feet. I was so thankfulI bought him dinner few times. (Interviewer: Why?) Because I wanted to(laughs)

[via: awesomeliverpool]

During EXO Showtime ep10 he bought his member favourite things but he didn’t buy him anything.

He treats his co-worker/dancers/staffs really well. 

“One of the dancers update her IG related to Baekhyun. At TLP in Guangzhou concert rehearsal, one of the dancer hurt her leg, and after she got hurt she didnt put any medication. Baekhyun saw about that and asked the staff talk to her and told her to put medication and trat her injured legs. Other member didnt know about this. Baekhyun’s so kind and caring. He’s such a good boy.”  [etrans/cre cap: byntang04]

On 150605 SM Dancer Updated his Instagram mentioned that Baekhyun gave him Nike Tainers

For giving this present to a Nike avid fan like me, Thank you @baekhyunee_exo

And here are some other people like his members/staffs/composer.

For singers who were born in the year of Monkey, Baekhyun of EXO – most popular idols of Hallyu Wave nowadays is chosen as the one who was born in the year of Monkey has the best fortune . Professor Nokyu complimented Baekhyun that “He has a greatly good fortune. Even if he had careers in soldier or politics, he would be a high-class one. That fortune leads a lot of people. His strength is that he listens to people well. So even if he is a leader, he’s still a tolerant and considerate one” - [From Professor Nokyu]

“Baekhyun is a really interesting kid. He makes everyone feel better. I’ve never been upset by any of his jokes. If anything, it’s almost a bit lonely how he’s been sitting around quietly lately.” [From Xiumin]

Recently it was his (Baekhyun) birthday, I wanted to wish him a happy birthday at 12am. But because I just came back to Korea, I hadn’t adapted to the time difference. I was waiting, but before it was 12am our group chatroom was already full of “Happy Birthday” and I thought “Aiyo I’m late.” So I told him “Sorry didi (dongsaeng) Happy Birthday” and he told me this. “Gege, you’re very tired recently right? Even if you’re tired it’s alright, you must work hard! This is what gege chose, so we’ll support you. Actually I know gege is very tired, but don’t give up, because gege is the best!” That day was actually Baekhyun’s birthday, but he sent me this message and I felt very touched. I’m very grateful that he could think of me like this, because that time I didn’t rest, I went straight to film something. The fact that he sent me a message like that made me very touched” - [From Lay].

Baekhyun prepared a short variation piece of “My Turn To Cry” as his solo stage. I was honestly surprised. Because I remembered that when we first recorded “My Turn To Cry”, Baekhyun had spent a lot of time worrying over it, because the style of the guide song differed from his own. It was an unexpected choice, but unlikely the first time we recorded, Baekhyun showed very comfortable and skilful vocals, and it was a fresh surprise for me.  - [From Composer Kim Jin-hwan]

The Baekhyun that I had seen in the recording studio was a good singer and someone quieter/more reserved than the other members, but the Baekhyun I saw on stage was different. I was awed by his leisurely talk and chatty wit. It is great to see a musician on stage who has both the traits of reliability and of friendliness. - [From Composer Lee Ju-hyung]

And these are some fanacc from fansigns.

- Kwanghwamun fansign
At first, it was a private fansign, but it was changed into a public one. So there were fans at the outside watching ones inside getting signatures.
However, fans were taking pictures and were too noisy outside. Someone pulled the blinds down. Baekhyun saw it and said “Excuse me…Please lift the blinds up, sorry but please lift the blinds up”
Fan: Ah~~ why…”
Baekhyun: Ah fans at this zone are also precious!!! I love you. I love fans are here and ones are over there as well. Love needs to be fair…”
Fans outside didn’t get in order and it was their faults, but he said this for them… it was so touching

When a fan wanted to shake his hand
Fan: My hand sweats a lot
Baekhyun: Please wipe it on me

Anyway it’s almost time to go now so I have to stop here, anyway welcome to the fandom. :)

(Pearl's) Cry For Help

Okay I just have to get this out there. I feel like after tonight’s episode people are going to be bashing upon Pearl, saying how awful and selfish she is, but… 

Pearl may have done some selfish acts, but she’s hurting. She so desperately wanted to fuse and was so grateful when offered that she started crying. Pearl just wants to feel loved. And I dunno ‘bout you but when I’m hurting and feeling so lonely I often do stupid and selfish acts just to get people to notice me positively. 

 Pearl is still going through losing Rose, which was only around 10-12 years at most. In gem years (I mean Pearl considered herself young at a few thousand years) that’s at most a month, just a few weeks if it were to be put in “human perspective.” She’s facing a lot of pain, self doubt, and change in such a short period of time. Tbh I don’t blame her for just trying to feel closer to someone, trying to feel loved.

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Well I don’t hate Hinata, and I know this series is shounen, not shounen ai. But…

After all these years, after 700 chapters, Kishi showed us how deep Naruto and Sasuke’s bond is. Naruto spent nearly a half of his life to watch after and chase Sasuke. And Sasuke also admited that Naruto is the most important person to him until now. Their relationship surpassed a plain friendship but more than that. It’s soulmate, rival, enemy, family and more. The two friend who understand each other throughtout the entire series and now they are going to be “forced” to pair with another girl? To me, it doesn’t make sense.

Hinata is a good girl, she has been always admired and liked Naruto since she was a little kid (and so does Sasuke). But she doesn’t understand Naruto’s true feeling enough. She can’t fill his loneliness. She doesn’t even have much attention from him in the first place. She is not the one who makes him better or stronger. Without her, Naruto is fine (well he’s been busy in love with Sakura). Without her, he still gets strong and stronger.

But without Sasuke, he can barely breathe.

Whithout Sasuke, he turned pain into dertermination and stregth.

Without Sasuke, he STILL feels lonely even though he got a lot of friends and people around him.

I don’t mean to bash NaruHina, Sasusaku. NaruSaku whatever but i find Kishi failing in building romance relationship. All of those are so platonic, strained and unattractive. And what did you see from the latest chapter? Naruto and Sasuke have such an intense bond that nobody would never even come close to the depth of their own bond. Maybe I’m selffish, but I don’t want them to share their special bond with any girl, no matter how much those girl love them.

Yes Narusasu is my OTP but doesn’t mean i want them to be gay. However, gay or not gay, shounen or shoune ai, they are meant to be each other, true as night and day, sun and moon, life and death. They completed each other, that’s the thing no one else could do.

A Hunter’s Holiday - Part 3

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word count: 1727

Warnings: angst, language

Request: After having an anxiety attack in front of the Winchesters, the reader clears out a vamp nest. She’s found in a catatonic state by Dean, who cleans her up and admits his feelings for her. How will the reader react? Read Parts 1 and 2 for full details! 

A/N: Last time I wrote a series, this same thing happened. It took me months to finish it. After that, I told myself I wasn’t going to post anything in a series format until I wrote all of it. I really need to listen to myself. I guess that’s my backward way of saying I’m so absolutely sorry it took me so long to write this. There’s no excuse. Hopefully some of you out there are still interested in the end of this story! If so, thanks for sticking it out!


Your name: submit What is this?

“I’ve lost a lot of people, Y/N,” said Dean, his green eyes so intent and hopeful, “and God, I was hoping you’d be one that stuck around.”

You felt like you had just emerged from the bottom of a deep pond. Every sensation was brighter and sharper than you remembered. The lone lightbulb overhead cast an solemn glow over the room, not strong enough to overwhelm your eyes, but the buzz of electricity emanating from it made you want to cover your ears and cower. The rough fabric of the blanket around your shoulders and the frizzy carpet beneath your bare feet felt uncomfortably coarse where they met your skin. Even the warm air felt charged with some kind of current that made the little hairs on your arms stand up.

In the midst of all those sensations, only one had set your heart pounding loud in your chest. It was Dean, of course, his bright green eyes, the way he bit his lip as he awaited your reaction, his tough hands on your face.  

He was beautiful. And there he was, spelling out exactly what you meant to him. Telling you how much he loved you in the way only Dean could. Like you’d always dreamed.

“Dean,” you murmured, watching Dean’s smile grow at your tone. “I—“ But the words weren’t coming. Love you. That’s all you had to say. I love you, Dean. Why was it suddenly so hard?

Scattered memories of the past twelve hours abruptly splashed across your mind like a blood splatter. The map, the anxiety attack, the machete-slinging, and the blood. So much blood. You had never been one to be squeamish about gore, but suddenly a wave of nausea roiled in your gut. There was something else too. Something else was flirting around the edges of your memory, sinister and hazy.

Unthinkingly, you pulled your face from Dean’s grip, turning your eyes toward the carpet as you tried to sort out of fluttering images. Even as you did so, new ones entered the fray–rough fingers pulling at the knots in your hair, tattered blood-stained clothes falling from your shoulders, steady hands kneading soap into your skin as warm water glided over them, and, oddly, a safe embrace tinted by the color green. So absorbed in your thoughts, you missed Dean’s hands falling limply to his sides, his smile faltering in disappointment. Unbeknownst to you, he managed to snap a neutral, concentrated mask back into place before you looked up at him once more.  

“W-what happened?” you stuttered, eyes wide, breathless as though you’d just been running. “D-did I…what did I do?” Panic hitched in your voice and sped up your pulse, so Dean threw an arm around your shoulders, pulling you even closer and leaning backward to rest the both of you against the back of the couch.

In a tone caught somewhere between matter-of-fact and soothing, Dean recounted the night’s events to you, giving only a sentence to your anxiety attack, but making up for it with the story of your superb car-jacking skills. He emphasized his awe and confusion about the way you cleared the vamp nest, picking up again to where he and Sam found you and how he cleaned you up.

“And then we sat here and…and you woke up.” Dean finished, quietly. His story filled in a lot of holes in your memory and, though you may not remember some things yet, you could picture them. The thought of Dean seeing you naked, though you had barely any memories of it, made your face feel hot. There was still one thing though that remained a mystery to you, a memory still skirting the edges of your conscious mind, unable to enter. But that didn’t seem to matter anymore.

Dean was looking at you in a way that suggested he didn’t know you noticed his gaze. Your thoughts jerkily jumped tracks to his earlier confession of his love for you and you gulped, turning to face him and laying a tentative hand on his cheek, his stubble pleasantly rough on your sensitive skin.

“Dean, I–” you sighed, intending to continue until the rattling of the doorknob caught your attention. Instinctively you pushed away from Dean, creating a few feet of space between the two of you on the couch. Just before Sam walked through the door, you caught the look of shock on Dean’s face. You winced; he looked as though he’d just been slapped.

Sam’s wide eyes immediately fell on your hunched, blanketed figure as he crossed the room in two long strides. “Y/N,” he said, sitting on the couch between Dean and you, “Are you alright?” He lifted a hesitant, gentle hand to your shoulder. You nodded.

“Yeah, Sam,” you replied in a quiet, weary voice, “Yeah, I’m okay.” You hesitated then added, in that same tired voice, “I just want to go home.” Sam offered a small smile, which you managed to return, and nodded.

Startling both you and Sam, Dean jumped up from the couch, clapping his hands together. “Alright, then,” he said, voice a bit too loud for the small room, “Let’s pack up.” He spun on his heel and disappeared into the bathroom. You could hear the water draining from the sink.

“But, Dean,” Sam called after him, standing up as well and following him halfway toward the door. “It’s almost midnight. Can’t we at least grab a few hours sleep first?”

“You and Y/N can get some shut-eye on the road; I don’t mind driving.” Dean answered, stepping out of the bathroom with your wet clothes slung over one arm and his dirty ones in the other. “It’s only a few hours and I feel wide awake anyway.” Sam looked as if he was about to argue further, but Dean gave him a stern look. “Geez, Sammy, I’ll stop for coffee if I have to.” A brief pause. “C’mon, don’t ya want to be back at the bunker to actually enjoy Christmas Eve?”

It was an odd thing for Dean to say. He was never much for holidays, in fact, he usually wanted to ignore them, to sweep the celebrations under the rug and pretend like it was just any other day of the year.   Sam deflated slightly, though his brow remained low over his eyes. He didn’t seem to buy Dean’s sudden enthusiasm much more than you did.

Yet, the two of you agreed and began to help pack up the room, though there wasn’t much to do. You set about gathering the garbage, intending to take it to the dumpster out front, but Dean stopped you at the door.

“Oh no,” said Dean, shaking his head, “You sit down and rest,” He was stern, green gaze sharp as he lifted the small bags from your hands.

“Dean, I’m fi–,” you protested, but he cut you off.

“Rest.” was all he said, nodding toward the couch. You frowned, but obliged, perching on the worn edge. Dean opened the door to do the job himself.

“Quit treating me like a child,” you muttered under your breath. Dean’s back stiffened; he’d heard you. The bags fell to the ground as he spun on his heel to face you, his angry glare boring holes through you.

“I’ll treat you like a child,” he said, all gritted teeth and fiery eyes, “until you stop acting like one.”

It was a low blow, and Dean knew it. You were quite a bit younger than the brothers and it had been a frustration and insecurity of yours since the beginning of your time with them. You often misconstrued their fierce protection of you as evidence of their perception of you as weaker and inexperienced, never quite believing them when they insisted this protection was just in their nature, their duty as Winchesters to protect who they cared for, no matter the cost. Tears stung the corners of your eyes.

“I am not acting like a child!” you yelled, the hoarseness of your voice cutting the volume in half. “I–”

“Hold on,” interrupted Dean, holding up a finger and taking a step closer, “who was it that just dove head-first into a nest of fifteen vamps without telling us? You could have died, Y/N. Been sucked dry or turned into one of them. Is that what you wanted? To be one of them? Cause let me tell ya, sweetheart, it ain’t pretty…”

Something clicked in your head and the fluttering incomprehensible memory floated slowly to the forefront of your mind. The sickening head vamp’s face swam before your eyes, his evil grin twisting as he spoke.

“I believe you’d make for a more than suitable companion, wouldn’t you agree?”

His purring voice surrounded you, wrapped you in its seductive promise.  You were no longer hunched on a ratty sofa, but standing tall in that old building, chest heaving as the vamp continued to circle around you. However, where there should have been fear, you only felt the deep ache of a long-forgotten hope.

“…such a bond cannot compare to pitiful human familial ties..”

The air was sucked from your lungs in a second as the realization hit you. Yes, you had considered joining the monster.  In fact, becoming one yourself had not disgusted you; rather, it had intrigued and interested you. Surely having that intense closeness and intimacy with another being would be worth the fangs and blood and death. The fierce, fresh horror of the lengths you would go just to feel wanted and needed pierced a hole in your stomach, eyes wide and unable to focus.

Unperturbed by your turmoil, Dean’s diatribe had continued and at that very moment he uttered his final harsh words, strangely echoing a voice in the back of your mind that was growing louder and more vicious in its degradation by the minute.

“I mean, what kind of hunter are you?”

Tears leaked out of your eyes and you had nothing to say, nothing to combat the accusation; how could you after what you’d done, after what you’d felt? Instead, you buried your face in your hands, unable to stand his gaze any longer. Dimly, you registered the thud of the motel door slamming shut and a strong arm around your shoulders, barely noticeable over the wretched sobs ripping from your throat.  

Read Part 4 here!

Old Friends (@shadowgodling)

Bakura had been lonely since his life had changed. Nothing had changed, and yet everything had changed. He had moved, gotten married and divorced, changed his looks. And yet…

He was still lonely. Even more so since the only person he had was, well…himself.

And most people frowned upon talking to one’s self.

He had lost touch with a lot of people as well during his long stint out of town. It had been nice to get away, but in doing so he lost even more people.

The thought saddened him, but he shook his head. It was his own damn fault. And moping around the flat was going to do him no good. Bakura had decided to track some people down and make something of his life other than the constant sorrow filled existence he had decided to live.

But even with determination, his options we small and already dwindling. Not many people wanted to talk with him anymore and there were others who had vanished completely.

It was how he found himself outside of the last known place he had for where Godling lived. Godling had been one of the closer people Bakura had had in his life before things changed. He only hoped that the friendship would still stand.

He knocked on the door, hands subconsciously running through his short locks as he bit his lip.

If there are still and gods out there who give a damn about my life, please just let me have one good thing left. Please, you bloody wankers.