love & hisses

simon rants to luke (dad figure) about raphael so i’m gonna go out a limb here and say magnus knows entirely too much about simon

BTS REACTION - You being thick/chubby

Thank you so much for the request, I think that all of BTS would love the girl for who they are, despite their weight, so I’m gonna do you a small scenario with each member! I hope that’s okay, I just don’t want it to be repetitive.


Kim Namjoon

Whilst Namjoon was showering, you opened your silk robe to reveal the lingerie you had gotten not long ago. A sigh left your parted lips as you looked at your body.  You had always hated your body, always been on the ‘thick’ side rather than super skinny like all those beautiful girl idols. As soon as you heard Namjoon open the bathroom door you quickly closed your robe and climbed into bed under the covers.

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bonus domestic Incubus!Promptis~

(this isn’t day 8! I’m doing a full kink prompt for today too! but we had this idea last night and it was adorable so I had to write it and why not share?!) 

“I got you a thing,” Noctis says, with a smile, when Prompto comes home. He’s waiting, sitting at the kitchen table, draped backwards over a chair.

Prompto’s eyes narrow, in response as he closes the door and stops, head tipping, to give Noctis a look.

Noctis is pretty damn pleased with himself, if he’s being honest. Neither of them are entirely sure of the exact year they met. Things get kinda funny and blurry when you’ve been alive so long. The exact day? No fucking way. He remembers the season though, and it’d been a cold, rainy autumn day, the sky all dreary and the first hints of frost in the air. He remembers spending those first weeks curled up in bed next to Prompto when they’d left the window open and the cold had crept in and they’d woken up tangled together for extra warmth.

“A thing,” Prompto parrots back at Noctis, and he looks torn between excitement and wariness. Prompto, in a lot of ways, is like an excitable kitten. Restless and easily entertained, but also easily bored, with a short attention span and deadly claws, underneath the cute. It’s all part of why Noctis loves him.

And he really does love him, goddamnit.

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I'm trying to prove a point to my brother and his friend. Reblog this if you think regardless of a person's age spinning a cat around by their tail to the point it breaks is animal abuse

They believe that because they didn’t know any better it’s not animal abuse.

anonymous asked:

msa izuku is a grumpy kitten, proof: sees ghosts, removes stress (blocks), sneaks the fuck in without any sound and scares the shit out of you at like 3 AM, sneaks out the door and causes a panic on a semi-regular basis, is kind of an ass but you can't stay mad at him because he's so cute and fluffy, everyone wants to get ahold of him and when they do he complains loudly

it works…

stephanniesissues  asked:

Heeey, just thought of something for your Friends!lolly, remember that scene where Ross tells Rachel that he keeps count? Of how many times they did it? Well it doesn't need to be exactly like that, but Sherlock would totally know with his super brain and all! Thanks 🤗

good idea (I tend to avoid converting the ross/rachel break-up episodes and focus on chandler/monica). I’ll try and make it work…


*a hotel*

Receptionist: *hands over the key; smiles* You two are going to love the room.
Sherlock: *snatches key* Thank you.
Molly: *frowns; takes key* No, we’ll, um, be needing two rooms. We’re not together.
Receptionist: Oh, okay *retrieves another key; chuckles* something didn’t quite add up there.
Sherlock: *stops at the lift; walks back to the desk* What is that supposed to mean?
Molly: *awkward* Sherlock-
Receptionist: *shrugs* Well, you…*nods at Molly* her. I mean, she’s very… *smirks* you know. And you’re like…you know.
Sherlock: *scowls* Not that it’s any of your business but we did go out.
Receptionist: *skeptical* Really? You two?
Sherlock: *adamant* Yes! *elbows Molly* tell him.
Molly: *bored* I’d really like to have a shower and get something to eat before the case.
Sherlock: Tell him quickly.
Molly: *snaps* Fine *to the Receptionist* we went out. Let’s go *tugs Sherlock’s arm*
Sherlock: *shouts as he’s being pulled away* Not only did we go out, we did it two hundred and ninety eight times!
Molly: *frantically pressing the lift button; embarrassed* Oh, my God, Sherlock. You kept count? *whispers* You are such a loser! *pulls him inside the lift*
Sherlock: *smug* A lost you did it with *calls through the closing doors* TWO HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHT TIMES!
Receptionist: *shakes his head; notices the second key still on the desk, sighs* Two hundred and ninety nine…

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anonymous asked:

RFA * V* Saeran overhearing their female s/o on the phone telling another boy she loves them but it's actually just one of the s/o's family members ?

hey it’s been like five years but I finally wrote it and I’m sorry I had no idea what to do for Baehee >.<

I love how they get progressively long as you go have fun reading


▧ Yoosung

·         You’re playing LOLOL together when suddenly you get a phone call, and pause the game while you answer

·         Yoosung’s doing some quick character customization while your conversation goes on, but he’s getting the feeling that you’re talking to another man

·         And someone close to your age, at that

·         He’s been working hard at controlling his jealousy, but it’s so difficult, especially now that you’re speaking such gentle words, your pretty eyes soft and twinkling

·         Who is it you’re talking to that would warrant such an expression? Such words that spoke of warmth and tender love?

·         Yeah so it was impossible for Yoosung to keep his switch off

·         Can you stab someone through the phone? How can I perform simple voodoo? became his newest google searches

·         “Take care of yourself, I’ll come see you soon, I love you!” you hang up with a wistful sigh.

·         “The old geezer went and fell down the stairs…again…honestly he needs to be more careful.”

·         “Old…geezer?” Yoosung asks tentatively, slowly putting his phone down

·         “Yeah, my grandfather went and broke up hip by tripping on a step. Luckily he didn’t fall a whole flight, but still, at his age….”

·         Yoosung discreetly closes his ‘Voodoo for Beginners’ tab and coughs lightly

·         “Right well, let’s continue our match, shall we? I’ll crush you! Ha-ha, I’m kidding?”

·         The battle begins once more, you having already forgotten about the phone call, but somewhere in Yoosung’s mind, he’s thinking about the web page he’d closed

·         Maybe it would be useful to look through

·         For future references…

▧ Zen

·         Y’all are rehearsing some lines

·         or taking selfies

·         or working out

·         or trying to summon Satan idk but your phone rings and you excuse yourself from your current activity  to answer it

·         lmao though imagine you actually summon Satan and he’s trying to take your soul or smthing but then you’re like ok hold up my dude I got a phone call the delivery guy might have gotten lost and Satan is just left standing there like ??? do I get food too or

·         anyways hi hello it’s your /actual/ father calling about the family reunion on Saturday

·         Zen’s sneaking glances your way because what’s with this sweet tone of yours

·         is i T A mE m Be R of Th eOpPOSi t E SE x????????

·         basically he’s trying to listen to the voice on the other end of the line but being sneaky about it

·         we all know that ‘subtlety’ is not part of Hyun Ryu’s vocabulary, let alone life skills

·         so he’s basally draped himself over you  like some sort of fallen tree trunk

·         im good at analogies alright

·         you’re trying to focus on the call but at the same time Zen what the flippity fuck are you doing you’re making me have to pee

·         he’s already suspicious but when you hang up with a cheery “love ya daddy!” Zen malfunctions and doesn’t know whether to cry or yell

·         “Who was that why do you love that person was it a guy wh-”

·         “Zen, chill that was my dad.”

·         :0

·         :000000

·         you can see him dying a bit inside because  oh no I got jealous over her F A THER??????

·         but then Zen is Suddenly Inspired 

·         “Hey,” he whispers in a sultry voice, his lips pressed against your ear, “how about you call me daddy too?”

▧ Jumin

·         contrary to popular belief, Jumin is actually cool with you talking to other dudes

·         as long as it’s strictly professional, that is

·         he’s never heard you talk to your family before, so he isn’t aware just how close you all are

·         the both of you are attending a meeting, and during the coffee break you receive a call

·         ‘Jongin’ is the caller’s name, which Jumin manages to catch a glimpse of flashing across your phone’s screen before you deftly answer the call

·         “Yeah? Hello!” you say,  before excusing yourself from the room

·         Jumin is left wondering whether he should follow you or just ignore it

·         but there’s just something about the delicate shift in your tone that puts him ill at ease

·         because you should only be speaking to him that way

·         side note I reallllllly want to see some yandere Jumin but not like weird prison guard Jumin but actual Yoosung level yandere

·         alas, the meeting starts again, yet you don’t return to the room

·         he hears you giggle occasionally from the hallway, but tries not to focus on it too much because the meeting is about the future of C&R’s cat projects and therefore of uttermost importance

·         needless to say, his mind is quite preoccupied

·         one of the chairmen asks him “What do you believe would be the total production cost for this particular plan?” 

·         Jumin answers with a distracted “Oh, no I rather do like red wine with my pasta.”

·         basically he’s really not himself what’s gotten into him he’s usually an unstoppable force in meetings but now???

-         the meeting is adjourned, and he rushes out the door

·         as soon as he spots you in he hallway, he’s marching straight towards you, reaching for your arm right when you say “Okay bye! I’ll see you tomorrow, love you!”

·         “What’s this about loving who now?” Jumin hisses, his hand closing lightly, but firmly, around your wrist

·         “It’s me telling a family member that I care about them?” you say, confused as to why he’s reacting in such a way

·         “You - what? family member?”

·         Yeah, that was my uncle. We usually go shopping together every few weeks, and we’re due to go again tomorrow.”

·         Jumin’s emotions quiet down in an instant, however his heart is still running rampant like a wild beast in his chest

·         he slides his fingers down to envelop your hand, and gently rests his forehead atop yours

·         “Please, my love, don’t scare my like that again, you are my one, my everything…”

·         you’re getting ready to whisper your own cheesy loving sentence, but he continues

·         “Also you should bring your uncle shopping in this building. We have over 200 different stores, and maybe he would be willing to lead our cat campaign-”

·         you poke his stomach

·         “You are not bringing my uncle into this cat thing…but if you want, you can tag along and come shopping with us.”

·         he agrees, which is a bad idea

·         cuz you and your uncle tag team him

·         and he ends up wearing some sort of cat/maid outfit that shows skin in just the right places

·         yeah but it’s a good buy

·         Jumin actually wears it around the penthouse

·         Driver Kim once saw him in it 

·         “The young master has rather particular interests….”

·         lowkey approves and wants one himself

▧ Saeyoung

·         mmmmmmkay well honestly he’s heard you say “I love you” to several people already, but he doesn’t get jealous because you’re always showering him with your affection

·         but he’s had one of his bad days, old emotions and thoughts and insecurities are already chasing each other in his mind

·         so it isn’t helping him much when he can just tell you’re talking to another boy

·         terrible thoughts swarm his head, and he cannot stop fretting about all the bad things that could possibly be happening

·         What if he hadn’t been looking enough into things?  What if he’s being played? Are you going around behind his back? Betraying him?

·         but for every one of these thoughts, he  lashes out at himself, thinking things along the lines of don’t I trust her? Do I really think she’s that bad a person? She’s given me all this love, would she really just abandom me like that?

·         Or maybe now I’m reading too much into things?

·         “Alright, bye Kyungsoo, I love you!”

·         He winces, not wanting to face you, afraid that the bile in his throat will lead him to say harsh things

·         “What’s wrong, Saeyoung?”

·         “Who…” he croaks, a faint pain etched across his face, “Who were you talking to?”

·         “Oh that? It was my brother!”

·         “You…your…ah.”

·         “Is something the matter?”

·         “No, I’m just a huge idiot is all.”

·         “Now tell me something I don’t know,” you say with a sly smile, wrapping your arms around his waist, “you might be the world’s biggest idiot, but at the very least, you’re my idiot.”

·         Saeyoung instinctively returns the embrace, holding you tight against his chest. “Likewise.”

▧ V

·         oh my hea RT lmao what heart haha I just roasted myself

·         y’all are just chillin’, looking through his pictures when you get a phone call

·         V is fine with you talking on the phone right beside him, so you answer right there

·         Heck, you could even be riding the shit out of him and he’d still be chill with you calling your friend

·         MC orders pizza while getting laid lolololol

·         He gets momentarily nervous, though, when he hears a deeper voice on the other end of the line

·         But V, he tells himself, don’t discriminate maybe it’s a girl with a deeper voice you never know

·         “Who is that?” V mouths, just to be safe

·         Oh, he’s just –” you start to say before you get cut off by the person you’re talking to

·         a b OY?!

·         “Okay! I love you!” you say before hanging up

·         V’s all ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽

·         it takes him a moment to calm down, at which point he’s convinced himself that you’re moving on, which is fine, because he’s not good enough for you he wasn’t good enough for Rika you’ll be happier without him you–

·         “V you’re turning blue I don’t think you’re breathing.”

·         He inhales sharply and looks at you with tears in his eyes

·         it makes sense, he concludes, trying to hold back the waterworks

·         “You should have told me sooner,” he says softly

·         “Told you what?”

·         “That you’ve…found someone else.”

·         seriously V I thought jumped to conclusions too fast but you really take the cake

·         you just stare at him, then look at the phone in your hand, then back at V

·         whoops

·         “Sweetheart no that was my cousin!”

·         V just blanches

·         I am horrible how dare I get jealous so easily and I thought she was in love with another family member what am I –

·         “V if you stop breathing like that you’ll actually die.”

·         without a word, V reaches over to you and pulls you into his chest

·         there’s a strange elation sensation inside his body, and he realizes that he had unconsciously been so stressed, a knot of worry had formed in the pit of his stomach

·         his worry is replaced by a realization

·         the realization that

·         he’s not okay with you leaving him after all


▧ Saeran

·         He ain’t taking none of that shit

·         the moment he hears you say “Hi!” in such a sweet voice because MC you’re only supposed to talk like that with me h o w da re you, he practically launches himself at your phone and does a wicked somersault landing

·         Where did he go?

·         Surely not inside the kitchen cabinets

·         oh

·         but there he is

·         crouching between cereal boxes and jars of tomato sauce, just emanating dark waves of furious doom

·         They’re so tangible for a second you worry they might stain the walls

·         “She’s mine,” he hisses into the receiver, “and I’m not gonna let you lay a single hand on her.”

·         “Well…” the voice answers, “that’s fine and all but I’m her brother so we do occasionally hug sometimes.”

·         Saeran had already prepared a nasty comeback, but he wasn’t expecting the call to be from your family

·         “Ah uh, okay bye,” he grunts instead  in an awkward manner, before promptly hanging up

·         “Um…Saeran…I kinda really needed to talk to him though…”

·         He whips his gaze towards you

·         “The….” he chokes, his eyes wide 

·         “Huh???”

·         “The what???? Hug?????” he finally whispers, seeming if not a bit panicked by the thought such a thing existing

·         you stare at each other blankly for a brief minute before you double up in laughter because

·         a) he looks like a startled, edgy cat b) he’s in your fucking kitchen cabinets and c) the what??? hug??? was something you never thought would come out of his mouth

·         but he gets so sour about you laughing at him that he refuses to leave his perch for the next two hours

·         #spends the whole time thinking about you hugging him

·         *cue the blushies*

·         wants to try this ‘hugging’ ordeal

my body has literally had a visceral negative reaction to snake emojis since that fateful day of july 2016 like up until 2 days ago i could not even look at a snake emoji in any context without feeling this powerful burn of anger but ever since taylor posted her first video yesterday i’m like 🐍😍🐍😍🐍 snakes r love snakes r life hiss hiss motherfucker 😍😍😍😍 🐍🐍🐍🐍 like taylor truly manage to pavlov me into loving snakes in 50 hours which is i think one of the weirdest effects of being a taylor fan that i’ve ever experienced 

When Remus Lupin stepped into Grimmauld Place for the first time he felt the walls scream in anger — quite literally. His eyes gazed over the screaming portrait that Sirius wrestled, and sighed that even now, years later, after all the man had been through, he still had to deal with his mother putting him down.

Later that night, when Sirius had stormed to his room in anger at being trapped; Remus not wishing to leave him just yet, he paced the house, eventually setting his eyes on the portrait.

Remus stretched his fingers as he bit the inside of his cheek, peeling back the curtains as he stared into the eyes of Walburga Black — a woman who hated him for all he was. Half-Blood, Half-Breed, and in love with her son.

She didn’t speak. She didn’t scream. She stared, shocked by his confidence — and if Remus was honest so was he.

“I hate you,” Remus began, holding his hand up to silence her like she was a child in his class, “Not because of what you say about me, or think. But for what you did to your son. Both of your sons. You broke one, who has the biggest heart; you lost the other by pushing him to a dictator who wished to kill a child.” He paused, licking his lips and Remus was sure he could hear her hissing. “I love your son. That’s right. Me, a man, a werewolf, loves your son. I love him so much, I make him forget about the lack of love he had in these four walls and one day, I’m going to burn you from this wall, and I’ll smile. Sadistic, I admit. But you burnt him so many times, I feel one is owed.

Her lips began to part, but Remus never heard her shrill screams as the curtains closed. He looked around, seeing Sirius’ face peering through the spindles on the landing. There were no words that needed to be spoken, and so Sirius cocked his head to inform Remus to come to bed.

So Remus did. He lay in Sirius’ childhood bedroom, with him, and attempted to kiss away the pain, and made memories that would drive away the bad ones.

Neither one speaking, enough had been said.