never editing like this ever again

salvainterra  asked:

i love mob so much please for the love of god tell me about ur feelings on 100% ecstasy

OH BOY WILL I !!! ABSOLUTELY 100% (pun unintended but warmly embraced) 

out of all the 100% events, ecstasy is my favorite. the drama… the tragedy… will fiction EVER peak like this again? i don’t think so. but BEFORE I DELVE INTO ALL OF THAT, there’s something i want to talk about first: mob’s psychic powers as an expression of his emotions. 

we all know that mob suppresses his emotions to avoid outbursts of psychic power. but THAT implies that mob’s psychic power is a form of self expression, in the same way that body language is expression. 

he can direct his psychic powers – the same way we can direct our bodies’ actions – but there are other components that are difficult to stop, similar to how people’s shoulders tend to hunch when they’re angry or upset, how they subconsciously cross their arms and direct their feet away when something is making them uncomfortable, etc. 

unless you know about these bits of body language, and make a deliberate attempt to suppress them, it’s difficult to stop your body from revealing something about your emotions. similarly, one function of mob’s psychic power is as an extension of the way he expresses himself. these things happen subconsciously and mostly without mob’s control. 

for example, one of the trademarks of mob’s 100% events is that mob starts releasing waves of psychic power that push his hair back. other side effects include cracking the ground under him, often to dramatic effect.

mob doesn’t push his hair up on purpose, it’s just something that happens – as a result of him releasing his pent-up emotions in the form of psychic power. these little bits of expression aren’t something he can control.

mob also says something REALLY INTERESTING in his first 100% event:

during 100% rage mob uses his psychic powers to fight dimple, yes, but these lines suggest that his outburst of power happened because he finally had to express his anger. and that implies that, in order to show his emotions, and express himself, mob has to use his psychic powers. 

which is something he almost never allows himself to do. 

never forget the disdain / loathing mob had for himself at the beginning of the manga, and how convinced he was that he couldn’t allow himself to express himself OTHERWISE SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN. 

further material to consider: the lines that he said right before his 100% animosity / hostility event 


at this point, mob hasn’t taken any action against koyama yet. his outburst of psychic power, radiating outward and blanketing the area, is not doing anything but expressing his hostility – to the extent that mob expects koyama to be able to feel it. 

in addition to that, during mob’s fight with toichirou, he cycles rapidly through a LOT of emotions, and this is what he says about it:

canon suggests that it’s not just a buildup of of emotions that cause his powers to run amok; allowing his powers to run amok also allows himself to feel the full intensity of his emotions. his psychic powers are key to expressing himself.

I COULD GO ON… but i’ll just leave things here for now. to summarize: mob subconsciously uses his psychic powers to express his emotions, which is why suppressing his emotions also suppresses his psychic powers. 

figure 1: a helpful venn diagram of things 


the fight against toichirou is possibly the first time mob has been able to fully utilize his psychic powers. the first time he’s had to, even. all the unconscious limits he’s put on himself – not allowing his psychic power to go free, stifling his emotions and powers – all come undone. 

mob is allowing himself to be himself, wholly and fully. he’s removed his inhibitions. he’s running wild and free. he’s no longer expending energy trying to regulate his psychic powers – he’s allowing himself to feel. this intensity of emotion and action is something mob has never given himself before, and the freedom of it… feels good. incredibly so. he feels free, he feels alive, and toichirou – the only individual to ever stand on a level close to mob’s – understands perfectly. 

this is a level of joy mob has never felt before. 

the release of his psychic power even comes hand in hand with mob’s body language becoming much freer and more expressive than it is in daily life. look at him go!! mob, for the first time in years… letting himself feel the intensity of his emotions, just as they really are.  

but of course his happiness isn’t going to last 

because mob wants to be a part of society, and he thinks he has to keep his psychic powers sequestered away in order to do that. his greatest fear is accidentally hurting the people he loves with his own psychic power, and when he remembers that possibility… 

the tragedy of 100% ecstasy is that – for just a brief moment, mob released himself from his self-imposed limits. for a moment, he let himself really feel, he let himself be, and in that moment he experienced a richness, an intensity, a moment of being so utterly present and alive that it brought himself to heights he’d never reached before. 

 and mob will never willingly allow himself to do that ever again. 

Why the types are dangerous: INFJ
  • They want to be the very best. Like no one ever was. For real.
  • Experts at concealing their emotions from everyone
  • They soak in information like a sponge and you’ll never even notice it
  • INFJs can be hyper-critical of everything and everyone and if you ask for the truth you’re going to get roasted
  • They have a secretive and mysterious air about them that makes them shady as heck
  • INFJs have a presence about them that you will always miss until you are with them again

I always noticed Lance’s screams during the bike chase scene in ep 1, but only now I realized why.

Unlike everyone else, he is the only one who isn’t sitting on the bike. And in the beginning, it goes pretty smoothly,

until the makes the most crucial mistake ever - let go of the bike to say “Ok I get it! So that was an insult”

After this Keith turns left, which makes Lance completely loose balance.

And from that point on, Lance never lets go of the bike ever again. Also, he starts screaming like a mad man.

And his face when Keith hints he’s going to turn right is the most perfect thing ever!


plus his panic when the cliff appears makes a lot more sense since he barely survived the first turn.


this confirm bottom!Keith for me. have a nice day!

dan and phil play keep talking and nobody explodes: a summary

hoodie!phil i am immediately enthralled and this video isn’t even a second in yet

“you da bomb of our lives”

they keep clothes fans give them which is nice shoutout to that lucky son of a gun


phil is insistent on everyone seeing speed

supportive boyf dan has his back

dan nudged phil’s arm in a bro-esque manner

they mentioned escape rooms finally i can relate as i have now been to one too

“i think we’re a lot nerdier than we think” why do they think we refer to them as nerds all the time

“rest in peace environment” / “fuck you trees”

“i’ll punch you if you look at this” going to provide no context there have fun

“DAD…. playing halo with me” nice save dan

the wholesome howell blanket is always on hand

“they’ll see if we do a single glance…”

how is dan going to go a whole extra seventeen minutes without glancing at phil i think he’s going to implode

they already did the tutorial but didn’t show us yet phil can’t remember the title of the game wow rip nerd!phil fic trope

“this is going to be a mistake”

“i can’t speak if i’m under some kind of situation” mister english degree back again

phil spinning dan around with those sweet sweet seconds of skin to skin contact (hand to arm)

also lowkey hand porn

look at his hands

the curly hair and shaved sides from the side profile makes my heart warm

sassy hand clicks from danny


five seconds in i am already stressed for them why is this already the most intense video of this game i’ve ever seen i’ve watched like six different channels play it

“there’s, there’s-” “no phil, i’m guiding you.” someone likes to take control don’t they

during the wire puzzle you can slowly watch dan get more stressy look at his pursed lips and expressive strict hand gestures

“there’s an alien man with a triangle head and he’s got a T coming out of his neck” their best friend mind meld really needs to come in handy here

i’m still really enjoying dan’s side profile i can’t get over it

“that’s you selecting the module you dork”

“guys we’re nailing this” i was going to make the obvious joke but i won’t we’re classy here

“shut up shut up SHUT UP” stressy dan is here to stay

they did one wow who says youtube gamers can’t game screw you comments

“what everyone out there is thinking now is we need you to get the manual, phil” i think dan honey you just want to be in control again i know that was hard for you

getting their last glances at each other in before they can’t for at least five minutes

opposite sides again why has this happened two videos after one another this is weird what is the post-baking video universe coming to

“this is weird. now you’re the person with the really bright face… wow it makes my hair look so much less white now that i’m here”

“it makes my hair look grey… i promise i don’t have grey hair” honey you’re thirty years old it’s going to happen inevitably sometime soon best to break us in gently

i’m hyped for side profile phil

dan quoting the marriage mantra of something old something new etc…. foreshadowing perhaps who knows with the way 2017 phan is going

phil looks so confused he’s like me facing every exam i’ve ever taken

i’ve been cheated out of side profile phil ffs dan get your hands on him and spin him around i feel attacked

“oh shit new stuff” literally everyone every few days when they upload a new gaming vid with no warning????? they know our struggle????

phil looks so focused i’m entranced


“oh god it’s hurting my brain so much”

stressy phil is a new experience but i’m digging it

dan being the little shit he is just laughs all the time

“stop freaking out!” stressy dan is still here despite having the opposite role

they did two attempts and won them both wow

they high fived yes for more skin to skin contact

phil is reeeealllly making up for lost time by shamelessly staring at dan

like seriously that was at least a solid six seconds of him staring

oh and more glances

i get it you’re in love

“kept calm under presh”

more staring seriously phil are you aware the camera is still rolling

“i hate to alarm you phil but what is your catchphrase on this gaming channel?”

*awkward silence whilst phil realises he’s being spoken to thus has to tear his gaze away*


*resumes staring*

seriously what is with him today subtlety ain’t in his vocabulary

p h i l i get it you’re in love

oh now dan’s at it

dan just got super close to the camera and did that creepy smile he has i was unnerved

“i’m frickin terrified as diddly heck”

they’re back on their own sides balance in the universe has been destroyed do you reckon they’re as insistent about which side of the bed they sleep on

side profile dan is back welcome back old friend i missed you

i thought he dabbed for a second but it’s okay he didn’t

they’re determined as fuck but i can already see dan’s stressing

yep there’s the hurry up hand gestures

“i’m going to explode…. literally” because of the intensity or because he can’t stare at phil i don’t even know anymore u decide

dan’s eyes just got really really wide they were like bulging

“is the button yellow?” “no it’s blue i told you it’s blue!” welcome back stressy phil i hope you had a nice break

phil’s little “ooh” is so cute i want it as my ringtone

“we did it? oh christ”

stressy dan is really coming out to play in this symbols puzzle isn’t he

phil’s expressive hand gestures aka he’s beginning to panic too

dan’s doing some kind of gang sign okay boy you do you

aaaaand there’s the deafening dan scream for this video i can’t believe we lasted a whole 17 minutes and 40 seconds without one

rip headphone users it was nice knowing you

stressy dan has never been more present

phil is surprisingly calm(er)

“dan come on” all of us all the time

oooooh they couldn’t last five minutes without a quick glance at one another could they jfc get a room

they managed with three seconds to spare

phil is giggly and dan is….. well, dan

dramatic as ever my little actor that never was

phil initiates skin to skin contact again why am i not surprised anymore

“i was winding you up” dan says as he adds flames on top of himself in editing i am nodding furiously

the camera pans back out and phil’s hood is up who even is he

“we could have died!” “but we didn’t” *dan adds a halo above his head aka can’t relate*

“see if i worked in bomb disposal, i’d be cheeky like that” your colleagues would throw a bomb in bed with you

“i’d be like ooh what’s the timer steve???” the danxsteve fic coming atcha real soon

dan’s in an obnoxiously good mood now he has won a game and can freely stare at phil again

“we could be bomb disposal experts” again expect the fic coming atcha real soon

“what you just saw was two nerds that grew up playing puzzle games that have a psychic connection because they have no other friends defusing bombs” they literally said they go to escape rooms for their friends birthdays but alright i’ll take the exclusivity

they’re considering coming back in hard mode YES I NEED THIS

again i could have made the obvious joke there but i didn’t

let them know how you felt throughout that video type out long essays i dare you

“subscribe if you’re happy you didn’t explode”

“if you want to see us do that more challenging version where we might blow up… or not 'cause we’re the best… disposers ever”

“subscribe to us, have a good day, don’t explode” the best advice comes in threes




Am I that untrusting? Maybe I’m this way because I’m scared. Nothing lasts in this world. It feels great to have friends who believe in you, and adults you can rely on. That’s why it’s so dangerous, especially if you become used to it. Someday you’re bound to lose everything. Everyone around you will be gone. Then what are you left with? Nothing. Nobody… It’s so miserable. And it’s inevitable. It’s so hard to recover from something like that. I never ever want to deal with that again. I can’t. Even if it means being alone…


the force awakens + finn requested by @wondcrwomans

“I’m not Resistance. I’m not a hero. I’m a stormtrooper. Like all of them, I was taken from a family I’ll never know. And raised to do one thing. But my first battle, I made a choice. I wasn’t gonna kill for them. So I ran. Right into you. And you looked at me like no one ever had. I was ashamed of what I was. But I’m done with the First Order. I’m never going back.“

Adorable things we learned in the Reigisa Side Story

As translated by the amazing @aitaikimochi, Our Reigisa Queen.

  • Rei’s heart “melting” when he sees Nagisa’s smile
  • Rei feeling all insecure about his style before Nagisa complimented him
  • Frantic Rei wanting to impress the in-laws with a proper guest present
  • Rei worrying about how lonely and “blue” Nagisa was in middle school
  • “My Nagisa”
  • Nagisa trying to get Rei to wear lipstick (omfg)
  • “Nagisa’s never brought home a friend like you” aka a boyfriend
  • Rei once again frantic over whether or not he made a good impression with the in-laws

Reigisa lives on, strong as ever…


“You’re in your element.”

Holby City, 18x36 Missing You Already

I have a lot of feels about Kingdom Hearts Back Cover and the foretellers okay so here have a compilation of headcanons

  • Ava (to Luxu): “if I run and jump at aced, he will most certainly catch me in his arms.” Ava: “Incoming!” Aced:  "No, I’m holding coffee!“ *catches her anyway*
  • (this probably works with Ira too.  Master would just watch you fall and laugh)
  • They sometimes just start… sitting on Aced. I mean have you seen this guy’s shoulders he’s gigantic. And no one comments. Hes just chilling, there in the library, with Ava sitting on his shoulder. And then Luxu was sitting on the arm of the chair but ended up in Aceds lap. And Invi appeared sometime and she’s leaning on his leg. Master takes pictures.  they prob have the best cuddle piles on top of Aced.  Master also has     pictures of that
  • Ira’s the type of guy who’s gonna make up his mind about something and stubbornly refuse to let it go. He once decided the East wing was haunted b/c of the door that creaked. And he literally will never walk in the East     door to the castle. Aced fixed that door a year ago. Just get over it, Ira. No, he says stubbornly, leaving the shop five minutes before everyone     else so he can make up the time wasted by going to the west door
  • Gula isn’t allowed in the barber shop anymore. No one knows why. Invi might sell the secret for a strawberry tart but no one dares ask her
  • He’s probably also banned from the weapons shop but that’s no secret. If he didn’t have a keyblade he could summon on demand no one would let him near a sharp object.
  • You probably guessed that Ava picks up strays everywhere and Ira gives her a weekly “no pets in the castle” talk
  • But I bet you didn’t guess that this also applies to heartless
    • No Ava we can’t keep the little soldier heartless
    • I get that it’s a new kind we haven’t seen before ava
    • Yeah I know that one looks like it’s got a hat on ava
    • It tried to kill you ava
    • Invi literally almost died fighting that one ava plus it’s bigger than your room
  • Aced has, like, no idea how to talk to people (who aren’t his friends). None. He can make vague overtures of polite conversation but it’s pretty much just a rehearsed line about the weather that Invi taught him.  It’s a wonder he got anyone to join his Union when he has the conversational skills of a caveman.  
  • That being said, Aced can write a mean speech 
  •  Like, they’re all really shocked at how good he is.  give him time to prepare and he can beat     Ava in the ‘impassioned cheesy speech’ department 
  •  Okay so Ira hates blood, just can’t stand it.  Invi once got a papercut and he had to leave the room before he fainted.  and thus he freaks. out. anytime he gets even like, a nosebleed.
    • “invi am I dying” “it’s called a skinned knee, ira” “tell master thank you, for teaching me” “you’re not dying” “and, and let luxu know that i’m the one who stole that brownie from him” “ira” “a-and, don’t let gula think that i hated him. tell him i trust him.” “ira” “tell ava i love her, and she’s gonna be a great master someday, i, i just wish i coulda seen her grow up” “ira
  • but when he gets majorly injured, like, broken ribs? a stab wound?  no. he’s not gonna tell anyone. ‘tis but a flesh wound.  take care of yourself first.  i’m fine. *passes out* 
  •  Invi on any given day: “guys I think you should think this through" 
  • Luxu, looking up from the thing he’s about to set on fire: "what do you     mean?" 
  •  Gula, standing out of the blast zone, smiling: "yeah what do you mean     nothing’s gonna go wrong" 
  •  okay so aced and ira prob got in a lot of fights esp when they first were apprentices together, because they were both strong-willed and did you see how disappointed aced was that he wasn’t gonna be leader? like? they totally fought.  but every. single. time they did at some point they’d look over and ava would just have these big tears in her eyes like some ghibli protagonist and the argument would just.. stop.  None of them could ever knowingly let her cry. not even master. if she started to get that wobbly lip, boom, subject over, we’re never doing it again. none of them knew when she was faking it though, since they all know she can fake-cry on command

I have more but I shall wait to post them until I am more coherent, when it’s not like, 1am in the morning
(EDITED 7/8/17)

character aesthetics | jason grace

for @cindersart

i’m fighting myself. i know i am. one minute i want to remember. the next minute i want to live in the land of forgetting. one minute i want to feel. the next minute i never want to feel ever again. [x]

Writing Tip #429

The narration should sound like you. The dialogue should not.

If you’re having trouble writing unique dialogue for your characters, find a character reference (especially if they have an accent different from yours). It’s best if you can find an actor or public figure, so you can find recordings/videos of them speaking – remember, they don’t have to be anything like your character, they just have to sound like them. Listen to as much of their voice as you can. Learn their accent, their quirks, what tones they use, the way they order their words, whether they have a high or low voice. Then write your dialogue with that voice in your head.

When you’re editing, listen to their voice again before you reread that dialogue. If the dialogue doesn’t sound like their voice when you read it, rewrite it until it does.

If you’re deaf or have limited hearing, find videos of people who remind you of your character – their expressions, their gestures, the way their mouth moves when they speak, etc. Look at their word choices. Do they use colloquialisms?How do they address other people? Do they ever use endearments? Use those to give your character a unique voice instead.

Logged in - Part 3

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Summary: Dean x Reader: Sam tells Dean and the reader about a new online community for hunters and they both scoff at him, but secretly use it and end up drawn to each other.

Word Count: 5573

Triggers: None really

Y/N = Your name  Y/L/N = Your last name/surname

Note: So this thing is ending up much longer that first planned. Had to split part 3 into two parts. Next one should be the last one though.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5

The next morning was just as bad as drunk you had prophesied, though that hadn’t been a far-fetched guess considering how you made a complete fool out of yourself just hours earlier. You stayed in bed with your eyes closed after waking up to the sobering realization that you had completely fucked up, and that blaming it all on the whiskey would not do you any good. Shit! Drinking and technology never mixed well. Like vodka and beer.

In your own defence, you’d been left unsupervised, drunk, and with a working WiFi connection. That alone spelled doom. Damn it, you weren’t fooling anyone, and least of all yourself. You should know yourself well enough to disconnect everything when you’d been drinking or were planning on drinking. You weren’t some greenhorn when it came to drunken mistakes and sober regrets, you’d had enough of them throughout the years to basically be a black belt in the sacred art of making a fucking fool out of yourself.

Drunk (Y/N) was like the hunter-edition of Jackass. If you knew not to do something, drunk you would do it three times over and scrapbook that shit, adding little inspirational quotes and photographic evidence of every step of the damned train wreck for sober (Y/N) to relive the memories of the disaster on a weekly… Nay, daily basis.  No, there was no defending what you’d done… Drunk you was a sadistic bitch, which was something you should have learned years ago.

Yeah, you were fucked. The only thing you could possibly do was to never go online again. Ever. Not even for YouTube or Netflix. Just like how you stopped going to your favourite hole in the wall bar after an evening of tequila shots, 80s karaoke, and regrets. Swallowing you tried to rid yourself of your cotton mouth as your mind flashed back to your words the night before and your subsequent cowardly actions. Your mouth tasted like beer, whiskey and idiotic, drunken, mistakes. Shit, that was it… Your time spent with J.T online, not-so-innocently flirting was over for good.

That was the somewhat good thing about the internet… It made running away with your tail between your legs really easy. Even if your future evenings without talking to J.T would be miserable.

“Fuck!” Your voice was coarse and low in the darkened bedroom. You hadn’t even meant to swear out loud, but hell, yesterday deserved a few good profanities. Your head was pounding and you knew the moment you sat up everything would get so much worse. Getting out of bed wouldn’t just mean dealing with the hangover, but it would also mean facing the world and pretending to the two men in the bunker that you hadn’t made the biggest fool possible of yourself the night before. Because, of course they couldn’t know.. They weren’t even supposed to know you used the webpage. Yeah, you were truly and thoroughly screwed. No hair of the dog or one of Sammy’s disgusting, yet miraculous, hangover smoothies would cure that.  

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High School Library X Luhan

For @cloudy-panda

  • Luhan was the king of this school, everyone knew that
  • With enough wealth and popularity to boast, he quickly climbed the social ladder and became the apple of every girl’s eye
  • Every girl’s eye, except yours, apparently
  • While you wouldn’t label yourself as a wallflower, you couldn’t say you were a very social person
  • Luckily to most, but unluckily for you, Luhan was in your English class, and you did your best to avoid any and all contact with him
  • You’d only had one encounter with him yourself, and you couldn’t say it was a very pleasant one
  • He had approached you during class because of pressure from his ‘friends’, anyone could see that from the way the group of them had pointed in your direction, chuckling to themselves
  • When Mr. Popular himself decided to come over, all that was hurled at you was a myriad of insults
  • “Do you really think you’ll be able to climb the social ladder by keeping your nose in a novel all the time, bookworm?”
  • “There’s no way you’ll be able to find a sustainable job in the real world with looks like those, so you might as well start sucking up to those in power now.”
  • “Are you even listening to me? Or are you too stupid to-”
  • You couldn’t contain your pent up frustrations on this kid any longer, so you interjected.
  • “-Mr. Lu, I understand you want to assert your overwhelming intellect to the rest of those in the class, but sometimes it’s better to keep your mouth shut and give the impression that you’re stupid, than open it and remove all doubt.”
  • That shut him up, the entire room fell silent, and without a word, you picked up your things and headed out of the classroom.   
  • You’d seen the way he treated girls, treated teachers, treated his friends, and you wanted no part in any shameless flirts and insults he was spewing
  • Most of the school was like that, however
  • A bunch of superficial teenagers who didn’t once think of their own future
  • The only place you found genuineness was in the library, where a single world could express a thousand actions, and a single action, a thousand words. 
  • Oftentimes, you stayed in the library for several hours after school had ended, just to be alone with your thoughts
  • That, however, was disrupted the moment you ran into him
  • You were just about to finish reading the final climactic scene in your novel when-
  • “Hey, Bookworm.”
  • Luhan ripped the book away from your hands, and you immediately jerked your head to look at him in shock as he towered over you
  • “What do you think you’re!-”
  • “The last book of the series, eh? I finished them, but I have to say I like the author’s other works a lot better.”
  • You didn’t give yourself time to register your shock before you snatched your book back from his hands.
  • “I didn’t know you read.”
  • “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Bookworm.”
  • You scoffed, dusting off the cover of the book.
  • “I bet you say that to every hapless female that happens to be in your perimeter.”
  • You rolled your eyes as you finished the statement, grabbing your bookbag and ducking past Luhan towards the exit
  • However, you found yourself coming to an abrupt halt in order to prevent yourself from being clotheslined from a muscular arm
  • Luhan had pinned you against the bookshelf
  • You met his gaze, doing your best to remain confident as his intense glare weakened your willpower
  • “30 minutes. Just give me 30 minutes to talk to you.”
  • Although you were thoroughly surprised at his offer, you wouldn’t be fooled
  • “I really have no interest in-”
  • “Let’s make a deal then, if you still hate me after 30 minutes, then I will make sure no one in this school will bully you ever again. If not, then you’ve successfully made a new friend. What’ve you got to lose?”
  • You really didn’t like where this was going, but against your better judgement, you relented
  • “Fine. But if you so much as try anything funny, and I’ll have you tazed faster than you can say the word ‘Bookworm’, got it?”
  • Much to your surprise, however, Luhan was being genuine. He really was an avid reader, and even a collector of some of the rare editions of novels you pined after. 
  • You’d never seen someone talk so passionately before as you did Luhan when he was discussing his favorite books
  • Before you knew it, it was nearly 7pm
  • “Oh my God, the sun’s almost set and I need to be home before my parents-”
  • “Let me walk you home.”
  • “Thats really not necessary.” You protested
  • “It’s the least I can do for you after taking up my offer.”
  • “…Alright, then.”
  • Most of the walk was done in silence, but when you arrived home, Luhan turned to you with a big grin
  • “I’ll see you in class tomorrow, Bookworm.”
  • Luhan’s smile was so pure in that moment that you felt as though he had transformed into an entirely new person, but you deducted that the only reason he had been so cold-hearted was because of the intense pressure he faced
  • You gave him a respectful nod and headed inside. When you began to unpack your bookbag, you noticed a small, foreign slip of paper fall from the outer pocket
  • You unfolded it
  • Hey Bookworm, I really enjoyed getting to know you this evening. How’s about we do it again tomorrow after school? You still didn’t get to tell me how your romance novel ended and I’d love to know. ~Luhan.
  • How could you say no?

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek

A/N: I got so carried away with this one rip x_x I’m doing my best to keep these headcanon and drabble requests going, guys, so thank you ever so much for your patience ;~; I love you guys


Tell me, is there anything in this life that we choose to have?

“Wash the dishes.” she said.
“Why are you reading? Go to sleep!!”  she said.
“Your father made me angry, it’s all your fault!” she said.
“How are you?” she never said.
“How was your day?” she never said.
“I’m so proud of you, daughter!” she never said.
“I love you.” will she ever say?!

“You’re just like your mother, annoying and useless.” he said.
“Make me something to eat!“ he said.
“You’re a wonderful daughter.” he never said.
“I love you.” will he ever say?

They told me again and again that we do not choose our parents. I dare to ask, is there anything in this life that we choose to have?