o hey who could this be

gummy-bunnies  asked:

hey, i hope this isnt weird, but could i get hcs for kaminari having a male s/o whos a bundle of joy and affection? ive been in a very affectionate mood lately and i want my zappy boy to get more love. thank u!!! ♡

I hope you’re still in an affectionate mood cuz I’m hella late with this and I’m so sorry!

-Kaminari think’s it’s absolutely adorable how happy and lovey his s/o always is

-He was startled at first when his s/o would always wrap his arms around him from behind but now grows to expect it and absolutely loves it

-And whenever he does that to his boyfriend, oh boy Kaminari is blinded by that smile (but does everything in his power to always see it)

-So many cuddles

-Their favorite place to cuddle is on the couch. His s/o likes to lean into his side or just lay completely on top of him

-Kaminari keeps a stack of blankets close by in case his boyfriend falls asleep on top of him so that he doesn’t have to move out of his warm and comfortable embrace

-PDA but not the obnoxious lets-make-out-and-make-everyone-uncomfortable-PDA but like the cute cuddle-in-the-booth-PDA

-His s/o sometimes worries that he’s being clingy but Kaminari always reassures him that he isn’t at all

-If Kaminari had to go out of town for a few days on hero work, you bet your ass his s/o would pick him up from the airport every time no matter what time his plane landed

-Tackle hugs are a thing when they’ve been apart for a long time

-Imagine random dance parties in their living room where they’re just dancing in their pajamas (well, more like sliding around but still they’re having a lot of fun and that’s all that matters)

-Like they try to dip each other and serenade the other but it ends up with them falling on top of each other and singing really really badly but neither really care because it’ll end up in them laying in a pile on the floor laughing and they both fall in love even more

-If anyone makes a remark about his s/o Kaminari will threaten them while his boyfriend will just encourage him from the sideline (”GO GET EM BABE”)

Victor is so open and transparent with affection toward Yuuri in public and I feel like Yuuri is really quiet and discreet but super sly about it when others are around 

(The entire skating fam has come over for a Victor’s birthday/Chritmas dinner)

Victor: and then the girl ringing us up at the market goes “are you Vict- *stops dead in his tracks and opens his eyes REAL big* 

Yuuri: *has placed his hand directly on Victor’s crotch under the table, but continues eating without skipping a beat* 

Victor: OH. MMHKAY.. sh-she goes ”aa-are you Victor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki!?“ ..anD.. d’ya WANNA tell them the r-rrest honey??? 

Yuuri: *calm and collected* oh no, it’s way funnier how you tell it. Go on.

Victor: allLLRIght THEN!! th-the girl was scanning…eggs wh- *Yuuri adjusts his hand’s position* WHEN I ANSwered “yes actually, nice to meet yoo-O-ou” and then Yuu- *under his breath* fuck Yuuri

Yuuri: *has a small smile on his face but carries on normally*

Victor: OOOKay hEy UM Yuuri, c-could you help me.. check THe.. check on the f-ffish.. the baby fish, yeAH ,,, see if they’re eating enough *gets up and all but sprints to their bedroom*

Yuuri: *smirking and shaking his head* we’ll be back in a few minutes… The baby fish and all *goes after him*

Yurio: wait a fucking minute….. they don’t have any damn fish

hey you know what makes me furious? all the negative portrayals of Christians in fiction media. We’re not supposed to be hateful and intolerant of every little flaw, we’re not supposed to just /say/ we’re Christians and then do things like cuss have affairs and just… s i n without caring about it. That’s how SO many people write Christians, and it’s inaccurate to how we’re supposed to act and downright infuriating.

mafia BTS reaction to their s/o running away from them

ilook-soperfectstandinghere14 schrieb an btsmafiablog: 

Hey hey! I think I’ve already sent a request but not sure if you’ve got it! So could I kinda re-request it? It’s like when you run away from them and they find you again or how they meet the reader who is like aware of them in the mafia but not involved in any mafia business (that makes no sense sorry)! Thank you xx            

i didn’t really get the part of the mafia but without being involved part haha, but i hope you like it! ♡

Jin: He’d be so worried as soon as he found out you ran away, he’d have his men scour all the nearer cities for you, driving around himself in a rush to find you. So when he did find you, he’d probably pull you close before staring into your eyes with hurt and guilt in his face, telling you to “Never ever do that again.”

Originally posted by princesseok

Hoseok: Starting from the moment he came home to a 3am empty apartment, he wouldn’t rest until he went to all of the places you could’ve been hiding in, eventually finding you at the abandoned gas station the two of you had found when your car broke down in the middle of the highway. He’d practically choke you by hugging you so so hard, have a breakdown as he saw the tears in your eyes and apologise over and over for not telling you what kind of business he was in.

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Namjoon: He’d notice you were gone as he woke up in the middle of the night, the side of the bed you’d usually sleep one cold and empty, immediately get up to go look for you. Little did he know you’d find out about his gang affiliation sooner or later and he wanted to tell you about it, but as he found you crying in the suburbs he knew he had messed up, big time. Guilt’d explode in his chest and express itself through a single tear running down his face before he embraced you and buried his head in your neck.

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Yoongi: The anger, hurt, guilt and pain would be reflected in the mess he’d left his office in as he pushed tables and chairs over, frustration being his accompanist as he rushed to his car, driving to where he knew he’d find you. He’d push you against the nearest wall, brush your tears away before breaking down and telling you “I thought I’d lost you.”, apologising to you over and over that he didn’t tell you earlier.

Originally posted by nvmyg

Jimin: There was no way to hide his pain and guilt as he found you after searching for days, he’d weakly walk to you, whispering “I’m sorry.”. He’d be so relieved when you told him you’d forgive him and carefully wrap his arms around you, pecking you all over the face, all the way while promising himself that from now on, he’d tell you everything.

Originally posted by daffodiltae

Taehyung: Just as Yoongi, he’d probably destroy something in his frustration, shouting at everyone to tell him where you were. He wouldn’t calm down until he found you; once he tracked your phone he thought of an apology on his way to your location, jumping out of the car to throw his arms around you. The pain would be visible in both your and his eyes so he’d lean his forehead against yours, entertwining hands with you as he told you he loved you.

Originally posted by bang-sayang

Jungkook: He’d probably shout at the guy who had told him you were missing, search for you for hours. He’d be down and depressed when he identified someone hugging themselves at the beach as you, walk up behind you and press your back against his body. When you didn’t push him away, he’d kiss you on the top of your head. “I would have told you, but I didn’t want you to be scared of me. I couldn’t risk losing you.” he’d say, then just stand there watching the reflection of the night sky in the waves.

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- admin cini

BTS Reaction | Anti-social

Anon request: Hey! I saw that your requests were open and I just wanted to say your account is one of the best on Tumblr, so I was wondering if you could do a reaction to the S/O being too caught up in studying and being generally anti-social (just to get me through my own exams lol) thankYOUUUU keep being amazing ^-^

A/N: Thank you so much, also good luck with your exams (and good luck to others who are currently taking exams too!)

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we are the reckless, we are the wild youth

[From my own prompt here @ omgcppromptsplease]

Jack tried to remind himself that couldn’t make it to playoffs if he murdered half his line.

He’d been asleep when the call came. “Brah,” Shitty had slurred, too loud and staticky in Jack’s ear. “Jack, we need you to bring us clothes.”

“Why?” Jack had asked. If this was another case of Shitty stripping down and forgetting where he’d put his pants, then Jack was hanging up and letting him deal with it alone. “Who’s we?”

“The boys,” Shitty said, as if that meant something. “You know, like me and Rans and Holtzy and Bits.”

It was the mention of Bittle that made Jack sit up straight. “Why do you all need clothes?”

“Because we went skinny dipping,” Shitty said, as if that were obvious. “And the Chads stole our clothes while we were in the water.”

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dragon age starters

feel most free to change pronouns ,  etc .

❝ it doesn’t matter that they won’t remember me. what matters is i helped. ❞
❝ bad things should happen to bad people. ❞
❝ i’m here to set things right. also ? to look dashing. that part’s less difficult. ❞
❝ planning has never been my strong suit . now, killing…killing & love-making. those i am better at. ❞
❝ oh ! we could get matching outfits ! ❞
❝ i’m not saying i should be your first pick for a dance partner at the ball , but in the deep roads , i’m your man / woman. ❞
❝ draw your weapon & say that again ! ❞
❝ we’re here to kill them all, yes ? for sport ? ❞
❝ you tend to get up to interesting things. you meet interesting people & then you kill them. ❞
❝ i never worry, darling. a leash can be pulled from either end. ❞
❝ it’s like you need permission to be alive. ❞
❝ has anyone told you what marvelous eyes you possess, my dear ? ❞
❝ have you ever licked a lamp post in winter ? ❞
❝ i’ll try not to hit anyone. ❞
❝ there you are. everyone’s been looking for you. ❞
❝ the last man standing gets final say on who is right or wrong. ❞
❝ i like my hair the way it is, thank you. ❞
❝ do you think about how to kill everyone you meet ? ❞
❝ are you… sassing me, ____? ❞
❝ yes, but she/you seems more… “ooh, pretty colors !” than “muahaha ! i am princess stabbity ! stab, kill, kill ! ❞
❝ congratulations ! you have found a wastebin . ❞
❝ what are you going to do with that sword ? ❞
❝ not listening ! la la-la la la ! ❞
❝ i saw you looking at the girl/boy in town earlier . ❞
❝ anyone wishing to accuse me of weakness is welcome to try. ❞
❝ …did you cut your own hair ? ❞
❝ ”one by one they follow, drowning in the sea”. the rest of the poem is sad.. ❞
❝ you aren’t all stone, ____. there is a person inside of you. ❞
❝ we crush the heads of rude women when we feel like it. just so you know. ❞
❝ protect what matters with everything you have, or you’ll have nothing, and deserve it. ❞
❝ i want you to know that what we had was real. ❞
❝ in the end you are always alone with your actions. ❞
❝ somebody’s been drinking. ❞
❝ let’s show them our hearts, and then show them theirs.. ❞
❝ do you feel that ? my magic-sensing nose is tingling. ❞
❝ well, shit. ❞
❝ you worry me, you know that ? ❞
❝ i’m cold. & it’s indoors. this is so wrong. ❞
❝ i saw what you were doing back there. ❞
❝ we will never speak of this again. ❞
❝ you’re a big softie ! ❞ 
❝ i’ve got just the thing to cure that pout. ❞
❝ eight, nine, now you die. ❞
❝ daughters never grow up. they remain six years old with pigtails & skinned knees forever. ❞
❝ i don’t need my pants, anyway. ❞
❝ smiles. we must be careful how we present ourselves. ❞
❝ be careful what you wish for. power is treacherous. i have seen many people–great leaders–consumed by it. ❞
❝ don’t touch me ! stay away ! ❞
❝ i think of him/you/her as much as he/you/she thinks at all. ❞
❝ i knew nothing of friendship before we met. ❞
❝ you can approve or not approve as you wish, but this is one thing you cannot influence and mold to your liking. ❞
❝ there you go, breaking my heart. ❞ 
❝ does anyone else feel the verge to vomit? ❞
❝ i…love you. just… wanted to tell you that. ❞
❝ let those who would destroy us step into the light. ❞
❝ it’s dangerous when too many men in the same armor think they’re right. ❞
❝ if you love a character, you give them pain, ruin their lives, make them suffer. maybe even throw in a heroic death. ❞
❝ i do quite like watching you leave. ❞
❝ send him a fruit basket. everyone loves those. ❞
❝ did i stutter ? ❞
❝ are you kidding ? i’m surprised you didn’t kill anyone just coming over here. ❞
❝ the world may want my time, but you have my heart ❞
❝ have you ever heard the saying ‘let sleeping abominations lie’?  now would be the time to consider it. ❞
❝ that sounded much better in my head . ❞
❝ i have an excellent sense of dramatic timing. & good hair.  ❞
❝ the air hurts. i have to stop. ❞
❝ challenge someone to arm-wrestle me. ❞
❝ so, you’re not like a lot of other girls/boys. ❞
❝ not long ago this was impossible to imagine. you, the man i love, victory close at hand. ❞
❝ how do you do that ? make everything better with a smile ? ❞
❝ it gets no easier. your struggles have only just begun. ❞
❝ there comes a time when you must stop running, when you turn & face the tiger.  ❞
❝ it’s family, you protect. doesn’t matter who it is, blood or not. ❞
❝ perhaps we should carve our names into the giant tree ? ❞
❝ hey ! that’s mine ! ❞
❝ our mistakes make us who we are. ❞
❝ fear makes men more dangerous than magic ever could. ❞
❝ don’t let anyone tell you when to move on. take their hand & say, “my choice". ❞
❝ words are easy, like the wind; faithful friends are hard to find. ❞
❝ shitballs. fuck. shit. crap. ❞
❝ living a lie … it festers inside you, like poison. ❞

Lucky || Jeff Atkins

Originally posted by fabulousqueen

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader

Fandom: 13 Reasons Why

Request/s: Can I please request a writing where jeff and the reader get each other for dollar valentines day.

Warning/s: N/A

Author’s Note: There’s some Clony in here, not much but some. It’s mostly just flashbacks, tbh. And, yes, I stole a scene from the show, big deal. Hope its good, let me know.

Word Count: 1,555

Tags: No one (message me to be put on a character tag list, and tell me the character, or just the 13 reasons why tag list)

Italics are flashbacks.

O/D means Outfit Description. 

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Trimberly in IKEA

-It’s Trini’s first time at IKEA because she constantly moves around and keeps the same furniture and really had no reason, as she had basically everything she needs and she only knows its the Massive Swedish Furniture Store

-“Hey Trini did you bring the list” “Nope” “Who the hell forgets to bring a list to IKEA?!!?”

-Trini gets completely sidetracked when she sees that there’s a cAFETERIA IN IKEA “babe! babe! they have frozen yogurt, do you think we could get some?” and Kim can’t help but give in because she’s being so a d o r a b l e

-Trini doesn’t know how extensive IKEA is and decides to go full force with it while Kim thinks these things through (she may be reckless but no way in hell will she get lost at an IKEA) and slips a map into her own back pocket and smiles at how cute she’s being

-occasionally one or the other slips an unnecessary item into the cart to the point where they actually had to take some stuff out because “Trin, we can’t take care of these many plants” “YOU can’t take care of these many plants!” “You have too many!” “you don’t see me complaining about this ungodly amount of silverware” “hey, they’re nice!!!”

-They pass by the section with all the kids stuff like the pretend kitchen with the fake vegetables and stuff and Kim just can’t help but make short jokes “Trini, we need to get you a kitchen too, right?” And Trini can’t help but roll her eyes and pout at the girl in front of her, but is returned with a laugh and a kiss to make up for it

-The IKEA puns? shouldn’t even be a question; Kimberly loves Trini’s reactions because she has three reactions: a groan of complaint, a blush to her cheeks (Trini rolls her eyes as well like she isn’t affected by it but Kim’s smug grin knows better), and a giggle (Kim’s favorite)

-Kim loves pushing Trini around in their cart even though they have a couple close calls because Kim forgets that they have super powers

-Trini directs Kim where to go while she’s in the cart (even though she doesn’t know shit about where they’re going) and they end up walking in circles until Trini finally gives up, frustrated (which ends quickly after Kim gives her a peck on the cheek)

-they spend almost a whole day there and finally come home, and Kim almost wants to drop dead on the floor as she realizes they have to put together the furniture on their own ((but Trini’s got enough experience working with her dad to be able to know a bit about assembling furniture))

falloutgirlpatrickwentz  asked:

Hey, just found this blog and its friken fantastic I love it sm. Do you think you could do some Junkrat, Genji, Reaper and Mccree (if its not too much to ask) with an s/o who is really scared of storms and loud noises? I think it would be soooo cutteeee♡ keep up the good work :)

Thank you! And I’m actually really excited for this one.  It isn’t specified but I hope you don’t mind that it will be headcanons


  • Is all about loud noises
  • Explosions are what most of his life has been about
  • So the first time that he shows you a detonation demonstration, you end up covering your ears and closing your eyes in hopes of blocking it out. The noise only gets louder and freaked out, you run away
  • Junkrat is a little offended at first, as the demonstration had been just for you, but Roadhog tells him why you left
  • Instantly feels guilty, because as your boyfriend he feels like he should have already known
  • Finds you hiding a couple blocks away, sitting on the corner of the road looking rather miserable and disappointed with yourself
  • Hobbling over, Junkrat crouched and gave you a little bouquet of daisies he’d pinked while trying to find you
  • “I’m sorry, Darl,” Junkrat said glumly. “I didn’t know loud noises woulda spooked ya, mate, or I woulda been on me best behavior, I promise.”
  • You couldn’t help the little laugh as you looked down at the daisies he had picked you, feeling a tad embarrassed. “No, I’m sorry. I should have told you. You just…you worked so hard on it and I thought maybe i could handle it this time…”
  • Junkrat shook his head and pulled you in, pressing his forehead to yours. “You don ‘ave ta ‘andle anythin’ to be with me, darl’. If they scare ya, then I’ll be more careful, i promise,” Junkrat said, wanting to make you feel better
  • It was really sweet to you, considering his profession, and the two of you ended up walking back in back.
  • Ever since Jamie really has been careful around you, not letting bombs go off and whenever you get spooked by loud noises, he’s holding you in an instant and cursing the heck out of whatever scared you in a long, unintelligible Australian string of curses
  • Each time does, its funny enough to make you wonder why you were scared in the first place


  • The opposite of you, he loves storms
  • When you hear that you decide not to tell him that you actually have a fear of loud noises and storms
  • It hasn’t mattered before because Genji is such a quiet person
  • One night though Genji is just getting back from a mission
  • There has been a bad storm going on for a hour or so now, lightning crackling across the sky repeatedly
  • Genji had walked into the house to find the power out and called for you
  • When there was no answer, he searched the house for you till he found you hiding in bed, wrapped in layers of blankets. You didn’t notice him come in, your hands over your ears as another round of thunder sounded and lightning lit the sky.
  • “Y/N?” he asked gently. You felt yourself lifted into his arms but you couldn’t seem to move, staying as you were. Finding your face, he realized you were crying a bit
  • “Your scared of storms, aren’t you,” Genji said gently, feeling terrible. How had he not known? If he had realized, he would have taken you with him as there had been a storm weather report for this storm for a few days now
  • Sniffling, you pressed closer and closed your eyes tightly. “I-I-I’m s-sorry,” you sniffled. “I…I d-didn’t w-w-want you t-to know… ”
  • Shaking his head, Genji held you and turned on your phone, turning your playlist of music on to its highest settings. It didn’t fully drown out the thunder but for the most part, it filled the room and soothed you
  • “That might a bit better. Next time there is a storm, we will go elsewhere, okay? It is better I know, because your happiness is what is most important to me,” Genji said gently.
  • From then on, you two either went over to Nepal when there were storms at your home in japan, or Genji would distract you with music and dancing and games, never leaving you alone with your fears again


  • Found out all by himself during a Talon trainee practice that you didn’t like loud noises
  • This was before you two started dating.
  • You’d thought you were doing good, taking the noise in good stride but whenever guns went off, you’d cringe or tremble or flinch
  • So when you guys later started dating he kept that information to himself, and you decided not to tell him because you didn’t want to seem weak
  • Reaper had actually cheated a bit, and because of knowing your fear he managed to work you either into the information center or go on recon patrols (the safest he thought there would be)
  • One time though Reaper got a call from the head of a squad who you’d gone with on recon with that you were missing
  • Other then the part that that practically promised the squads death, he went to find you in the area
  • It was growing stormy and Reaper felt a bit more worried as thunder cracked across the sky
  • The noise was loud and he knew you’d be frightened, so he yelled for you, looking for you in his wraith form
  • He found you half conscious on the ground near a tree
  • It looked like you had panicked and ran but fallen
  • There was a bullet whole in your leg
  • Picking you up, Reaper decided the chances of you leaving base now were unlikely
  • Trembling, another stroke of thunder sounded and you whimpered softly
  • Reaper carefully wrapped you in his cloak, and even in your half conscious state you snuggled into it, the warmth and scent and feel of him bringing you a sense of peace
  • “I have you, y/n,” is all Reaper said, and his hold protective, and he took you home to the base
  • He didn’t leave your side till he was positive you’d be fine
  • The squad didn’t survive


  • Already knows that you have a fear of storms and loud noises
  • Due to this he makes sure that you don’t go on missions
  • Instead you work with Athena and work on everyone’s comms to give them information during the missions
  • You don’t try to hide your fear from McCree
  • Whenever a noise scares you, you press to him and hide your head under serape
  • He’ll just wrap his arm around you and stroke your hair
  • During storms, Jesse will make a nest in the bathroom and the two of you will snuggle in there. Honestly, storms make him uneasy too and that’s why you two do this.
  • Its something he used to do as a kid when the storms scared him
  • When the two of you are snuggled in the tub, Jesse will distract you by telling you some of his old stories or asking you some of yours
  • Even when you tremble, he’ll just rub your shoulders and start to ramble till you find something funny in what he’s saying
  • Out of everyone, he is the most comforting
  • One time he didn’t make it in time before a storm started
  • You were laying in the bathtub alone
  • McCree felt terrible as he walked in quickly, seeing you sniffling as you looked up at him, curled up there alone
  • “I’m sorry, Darlin’,” he said gently. “I got back as soon as i could.”
  • Drapping his serape over you, he crawled in and spooned you in the nest of blankets.
  • To distract yourself and to help rid him of your guilt, you started telling him something dumb that had happened that morning and his warm laugh made you smile with happiness.
  • He never let you be alone during a storm again
Long Distance (Chapter Five)

I love this chapter! Our boys are the cutest! Can’t wait to hear what you guys think!


Enjoy :)

{Group Text}

From Steve– good morning honey. My last class gets out at 345 today, and Bucky has to be at practice at 5, so we will have about 45 minutes free when we can all talk. Does that work?

From Tony–sounds perfect. Are we just group texting now?

From Bucky–yep. I’m tired of being  left out of your conversations. I need to be included in everything from now on.

From Tony– is Bucky the needy one? I am usually the needy one in a relationship, this will be new for me.

From Bucky–aw you can be needy all you want, sweet thing. We will take care of you

From Steve– yes, Bucky is definitely the needy one.

From Bucky– I feel like that’s enough from the blonde. Don’t you have a class on play-doh to teach

From Tony– daaaaaaamn. Bucky with the snark.

From Steve– I do have a class, we both have full days. Can’t wait to talk this afternoon, honey.

From Bucky– yeah really. So excited to see you Tony

From Tony– have a good day, guys.

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anonymous asked:

Hey! Hopefully this is okay? But you could you please do an RFA+V+Saeran comfort a reader with Nightmares? Thank you so so much!!! <3

Of course it’s okay! And ahhh thank you to everyone who followed me, I woke up this morning to 30 followers & 50+ notes on my first hc post, thanksss ❤

Yoosung :

  • With how clingy he is while sleeping, there’s no doubt he’d immediately wake up if his s/o was having nightmares or if they woke up in a panic because of one.
  • He’d be worried but he’d also be extremely sleepy since it takes some time for him to wake up completely – he’d be a bit slow to understand what happened at first and will be confused as to why they’re awake so early in the morning.
  • Once he does though, he’ll fuss over them and do what his mother did when he had nightmares as a kid; put extra pillows under their head, cover them with two more blankets, he’d bring them some hot chocolate and bring Lisa so they can cuddle with her; he’d even sing a lullaby if they asked him.

Zen :

  • He’s so worried omg his s/o will be the one who has to calm him down because he’ll make a mountain of it; he’ll ask what was wrong, if they had trouble breathing, if they also had psychic dreams like him..
  • Once he’s alright, he’ll wrap his arms around his s/o and whisper comforting words in their ear before singing a lullaby to get them back to sleep.
  • After they’re asleep, he’ll probably spend an hour brushing their hair and trying to make sure they’re not about to have another nightmare again, he feels like maybe if he watches over them, he can protect them from bad dreams.

Jaehee :

  • She gets a little motherly when she wakes up to her s/o trembling from a nightmare; she’ll hold their shoulders and gently hush them, telling them it was just a dream and that everything was fine.
  • She’s not the very talkative type but she’d try to talk to her s/o about anything that came to her mind so they could think of something else and hopefully feel a little better.
  • If they didn’t want to go back to sleep, they’d make mug cakes together and watch tv until they fell asleep – when it’s morning though, Jaehee will spend hours on her laptop trying to find ways to help her s/o so they wouldn’t have nightmares anymore.

Jumin :

  • He won’t wake up right away but if his s/o tries to leave the bed or if they start crying, he’ll be up in seconds. However, he’d be at loss as to what he’s supposed to do to help them since he’s not used to this. He’d just hold them and wait in silence so they can get over whatever happened in their dreams.
  • He’d get them a glass of water and ask them if they want to take a relaxing bath with him, especially if it was an especially bad dream and they woke up sweating and shaking; he’d sit behind them in the bath and gently wash their hair, nuzzling sleepy kisses in their neck until they tell him what’s wrong.
  • If his s/o let him, he’d get an appointment with a doctor so they could get medication or a therapy depending on why the s/o has nightmare.

707 :

  • He doesn’t really sleep at night so he won’t be in bed most of the time his s/o has nightmares but he checks up on them all the time, especially after learning the troubles they have when sleeping.
  • He’s not the best with serious stuff but he hates seeing his s/o distressed and his priority would be to put a smile on their face again. He’d do what he does when he has his own nightmares : build a massive blanket fort, watch funny vines and eat a bunch of stuff. He’d wear a fluffy onesie what a loser and be their cuddle fluff-wearing man.
  • He’d have trouble leaving his s/o alone for the night because he’d be worried in case they had another nightmare; he’ll get some sleep with them and wake up early to finish his work.

V :

  • He’s a light sleeper and wakes up every time they have a nightmare. He doesn’t say anything, he already knows what’s wrong and he’ll just rub his hand on their back until they calm down.
  • He’ll just tell them that he’s there if they want to talk about it but otherwise, he’ll go to the kitchen and come back with a glass of water or a cup of tea before lighting a candle on the bed side table.
  • He won’t let them go back to sleep until they’ve relaxed. He’s willing to do anything they want, be it looking through the photographs on his camera until morning because they don’t want to fall asleep again or hold them in his arms, tracing patterns on their shoulder as he kisses the back of their hand until they’re too tired to stay awake.

Saeran :

  • He has his own nightmares so he understands how they feel and I don’t think he gets to sleep much either so he’s probably already awake when they wake up from their nightmare.
  • He would softly press his forehead against theirs until they calm down and then, he’d talk about his own dreams to persuade his s/o to share theirs with him; he’s never had anyone to talk to about the things keeping him awake, and he’s tired of keeping everything to himself so he’ll want to share his thoughts with them – even the bad ones.
  • He’ll hold their hand and put some background noise to help them sleep, he likes the sound of rain hitting the roof and waves crashing on the shore – it calms him down – so, he’d download one of those apps that lets you choose and combine sounds like these.
Stutter (McCall Pack)

Originally posted by kate-bishop

Requested by anon: Hallo! Could you do an imagine where the reader is a part of Scott’s pack and she’s like 14 and she has a stutter but it had gotten better as she got older but it came back bc at the time she was kind of stressed and she’s embarrassed and tries to hide it but the pack realize and comfort her and try to help her. Thanks doll face

Rating: fluff

A/N: I think this is cute 🤷🏻‍♀️Enjoy!

“Good morning,” Y/N mumbled to the semi pack meeting outside the school building. “Morning sleepyhead,” Liam teased, flinging his arm around her shoulder and slightly ruffled her hair. 

“Do you know how long it took me to get it to settle?” She glared at him while pointing at her head. “Sorry, sorry” he chuckled, raising both his hands in front of his chest in defense. 

“Hey,” Stiles gently tugged on her hand, pulling her aside from the rest of the pack. “I see your stutter is getting better, yeah?” His proud father smile shone across his face. “Yeah,” she smiled giddily. 

“It just kind of resurfaces when I’m stressed.“ 

"We can’t let that happen, now can we?” She giggled as he put his arm around her and walked into the building. 

“I hate to be the bearer of bad news Ms. Y/L/N, but you’re failing physics,” Y/N’s mouth gaped at her teacher, “W-what?” Her widened eyes filled with panic, her heart rate spiking. 

“I-I thought I w-was, shit—” embarrassment knocking the wind out of her lungs, she dashed out the classroom without uttering another word. 

‘I was doing so well’ she thought, settling on the stairs next to the metal lockers, raking her fingers through her hair. The ringing of the bell echoed through the halls, a loud unbearable sound to her ears. 

“Hey, what’re you doing?” Malia’s unintentionally harsh tone made Y/N flinch slightly. “O-oh, its n-nothing.” She smiled wearily, not making eye contact with the werecoyote. 

“No it’s not, you’re lying." 

"Malia, sweetheart, we talked about this.” Stiles patted her shoulder, taking over the conversation. 

“Are you alright?” His attention averting to Y/N, who was trying her best to calm down; she tried to hide the stutter, or conceal it until she could straighten her thoughts. 

“Why are you guys all huddled up? Is everything okay?” Scott joined in the unnecessary conversation that Y/N was trying to escape. 

“I’m f-fine," 

"Your stutter’s back.” Liam pointed out, a frown appearing on his lips.

“You were doing so well, what happened?” Scott sat next to her, reassuringly caressing her shoulder. “I’m failing p-physics,” she spoke out of her breath, pulling at her sleeves to hide her face in them. 

The lump forming in her throat had become too hard to swallow, “Why didn’t you tell us?” Stiles crouched to her level, using her knee to balance himself.

 "I just found out,“ he did an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, indicating realization. "Hey, we’re here for you. We’ll get through this.” Liam said, reassurance was desperately needed. 

“You have us,” Malia’s surprisingly gentle voice said. “T-hank you, I-I don’t know what I w-would’ve done without y-you.” Liam’s hand went to ruffle her hair once more, earning a growl from the young beta and erupting laughter between the group.

The Most Awkward Semester Ever IV

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Part I Part II Part III

Virgil couldn’t stop fidgeting, his hands endlessly worrying at the edge of his hoodie.

“Remind me why this isn’t a bad idea again?” he said, his voice pitching a little higher than usual.

“Because if you leave now you’ll regret it forever,” Roman replied, rolling his eyes from where he was standing next to him.

“I mena I already regret most of my life,” Virgil muttered, “So..”

“Virgil” Roman said exasperatedly.

“Fine, yeah, whatever” Virgil waved his hand, as if trying to brush away his words. “Just remember to pinch me if I start babbling or sounding stupid.”

It was then that Roman reached out and pinched him. Hard.

“Hey!” Virgil cried out, springing away from Roman. “What the hell was that for?”

“You said to pinch you if you started sounding stupid,” Roman retorted. “And you being this nervous is pretty freaking stupid. You’re going to be fine, Virgil. Try to relax a little. It’s a just a movie.”

“Sometimes I really fricking hate- oh god, he’s here!”

Virgil’s focus abruptly switched from Roman’s annoying ways to the approaching figure. Logan was wearing jeans. Virgil had never seen him in jeans before, he always wore slacks or khakis to school before, somehow making them look ridiculously good. But now, with these jeans…

“Fuck, I am so gay” Virgil breathed out, still unable to take his eyes off of Logan. He could hear Roman stifling a laugh next to him though, so without looking he reached out and smacked him, hearing a yelp.

“There,” he said, “Revenge for the pinch.”

Before Roman had a chance to retaliate, Logan had reached them.

“Salutations, Virgil,” he said with a soft smile. And dear god, he was going to end up killing Virgil someday.

Logan continued.

“I wanted to thank you for coming out with me today,” he said warmly, “I’ve been meaning to see Kubo for a while, but it’s more enjoyable with companions. Speaking of which, this is Patton. Patton, this is Virgil.

“Pleasure to meet you, champ!” The cheerful looking boy beside Logan stepped forward, holding out his hand. 

He continued, “I’ve heard a lot about you from Logan. It’s good to finally meet you face to face.”

Virgil’s mind raced. Logan had talked about him? What had he said? Was it good? Oh, who was he kidding, it was probably bad. Fuck, Patton probably already thought he was an idiot.

Trying not to show any of this on his face, Virgil reached out and shook the hand.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” he said quietly. “Ah, you were the one to make those cookies a little while back, right? They were-they were really good.“

Patton beamed.

“Aw, thanks!” he said. “I’m so glad you liked them! I love to bake, but I love sharing what I bake even more. Just let me know if you ever have a craving for baked goods. I can do more than cookies too. In fact I do a mean chocolate cheesecake.”

“Sorry to interrupt,” Roman broke in, stepping forward from where he had been behind Virgil. “But perhaps we should continue this conversation after we’ve gotten our seats. I’m Roman, by the way. Pleasure to meet you all.”

“Oh, well hello, Roman” Patton said cheerfully. “And yeah let’s go in. I hope we can get seats right in the middle. I’m so excited for this movie, the trailers looked so cool and I love animated movies!”

“I agree!” Roman said enthusiastically. “I especially love Disney movies. Tell me do you have a favorite?”

As they began to walk forward, Roman and Patton still chatting each other’s ears off, Logan fell in step with Virgil.

“I really am glad you agreed to come,” he said. “I hope you find the outing enjoyable.

“Um, yeah, sure I will” Virgil mumbled, hoping his face wasn’t too red. He could get through this though. Roman was right. It was just a movie. Just a movie.

He glanced back up again at Logan, and struggled to keep from blushing again. Why did he have to be so unfairly hot?

After they bought their tickets and made their way towards their theatre, Logan could see Virgil glancing at the concession stand.

“Did you want something?” he asked, wanting to make this experience as pleasant for Virgil as possible.

Virgil glanced up at him, looking startled.

“Uh, no, I’m okay,” he muttered. “We should just go sit down.”

“Are you sure?” Logan said, wanting to make sure before they reached their theatre.

“Yeah, I’m surprised,” Virgil’s friend Roman broke in. “You love movie popcorn.”

Virgil was now looking very uncomfortable and flustered, which was not what Logan wanted. So he made a decision.

“You two go on ahead,” he told Patton and Roman. “Save some seats for us. We’re going to get some snacks.”

With that, he grabbed Virgil’s hand and tugged him towards the concession stand.

“So we’re obviously getting popcorn,” he said thinking out loud, “But I might also get a soda as well. Do you want one? The salt from the popcorn might make you thirsty. Also I’ll get some chocolate for Patton, he loves sweet things.“

He looked back at Virgil, who was staring at Logan, slightly slack-jawed. When he saw Logan looking at him, he straightened up a bit.

“Um, that all sounds fine, I guess” he stammered out. “What-whatever you want.”

Logan nodded. Right, he’d get two popcorns, a drink for him, another for Virgil, and some chocolate for Patton. He wasn’t sure what Roman would want, so hopefully the popcorn would suffice.

It wasn’t until he’d almost reached the front of the line that he realized he’d never let of of Virgil’s hand. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes at the other boy, but Virgil didn’t seem like he was feeling uncomfortable or trying to shift away. Logan couldn’t help but feel a warmth spread inside his chest. It seemed like the other truly was becoming more comfortable around him.

It was with some regret that he had to break the hold once he’d placed the order so that he could pull out his wallet. But despite the broken grip, Virgil hadn’t moved away from him either. This was very promising and going much better than last time.

“Uh, hey how much should I pitch in?” Virgil asked uncertainly as Logan handed over his credit card.

“Nothing, it’s my treat,” Logan said absently, as he signed the receipt. “I am, after all, the one who invited you.”

“O-oh, but are you sure?” Virgil said. Logan could see him fidgeting. As he grabbed the chocolate and the drinks, he turned and smiled at him.

“Yes, I’m sure” he reassured Virgil. “Like I said, my treat. Now, can you carry the popcorn bags?”

“Yeah sure,” Virgil mumbled in reply. While he was keeping his eyes fixed downward, he didn’t appear to be truly distressed to Logan’s eyes. In fact, he could have sworn he saw a faint smile flicker across the other’s face.

Feeling content and very self-satisfied, Logan led the way to the theatre. He was going to see a movie he had been highly anticipating. He was accompanied by people he enjoyed spending time with. And best of all, he had finally made progress with Virgil. 

Perhaps, he found himself considering, glancing yet again at the other, we could even remain friends beyond the bounds of the project.

As he and Virgil settled down in the seats Patton and Roman has saved for them, the exact middle of the theatre as Patton had wanted, Logan let himself entertain the though further. Keeping his eyes discreetly fixed on Virgil, who was now curled up and absentmindedly eating popcorn as he watched the trailers. Yes, the thought of becoming friends was indeed quite a pleasant one.

Bonus! The conversation Roman and Patton have while waiting in the theatre:

Patton: So Virgil has quite the crush, doesn’t he?

Roman: Yeah, he’s pretty obvious about it. Has Logan figured it out?

Patton: Ah, Logan isn’t always the best with emotional and social, so no, he hasn’t. He thinks Virgil is afraid of him.

Roman: Well that’s better than what Virgil’s been worried about. He’s convinced Logan thinks he’s an idiot.

Patton: Oh no, he likes Virgil. That’s why he’s been trying to date him, even through he hasn’t figured out that’s what he’s been trying to do yet.

Roman: Ok, so these have been dates. I wasn’t sure.

Patton: Really? I didn’t think he was being that subtle.

Roman: Yes, but I have to rely on Virgil for information and he’s not the most reliable narrator when it comes to Logan.

Patton: That’s fair.

anonymous asked:

Hello ^-^ May I request some angst imagines for Soldier, McCree, and Genji where they call on holovid to their S/O who is currently away on a mission because they miss them. They talk for a minute (cue mushy talk) and then their S/O gets shot by an enemy? Whether they live or die is up to you. ouo

A/N: Decided to only do Genji and Soldier since they were a little long, and I figured I could make things a little more angsty if I threw in a couple of everyone’s favorite Talon members. These are kind of sad, but hey, isn’t that the point of writing angst? Besides, there’s some weird sense of pride when you write something like this. There’s some blood mentions in the story, though I try not to go into gruesome detail.

Soldier 76:

76 let out a long groan as he slumped further into his chair. The amount of intelligence that Overwatch brought in was staggering, and he had foolishly volunteered to help sort through it. Even when he was Strike-Commander, he never much cared for paperwork, it was an unfortunate part of the job. He could feel his eyes glazing over as he stared at the pile of papers that covered his desk. He’d earned a quick break, if only to refresh his mind before jumping back into his work. The metallic visor detached with a satisfying click, 76 cracked a small smile as the warm air of his office caressed his skin.

The visor was certainly a useful tool, and did wonders for hiding who he once was from prying eyes, but it wasn’t designed with comfort in mind. 76 reached into his pocket, withdrawing a small rectangular device. The screen flashed to life with a touch of his finger, the simplistic UI leaving each icon plainly visible. His hand lingered above the icon for a video call, inwardly debating on whether or not to get in touch. You’d been sent on a mission, and personal calls back to base weren’t exactly frequent when in combat. There was the odd call between active duty, but the responsibilities one had in the field took priority over phoning home.

76 shook his head, knowing that he shouldn’t even consider calling, distractions could be fatal in this line of work. Sighing gently, he decided against his better instincts, tapping the icon to initiate a video call. The device rang for several seconds, before the screen flashed again, your face appearing before him.

“Hey you. Miss me already?” You joked, smiling warmly at the grizzled man on the other side of the screen. A splash of redness tinted 76′s cheeks, though an untrained eye would have difficulty spotting it.

“Just checking in, making sure everything’s going smoothly.” He spoke stoically, his gruff tone as even as ever.

“Things are looking good, I’d say we’ll be able to wrap up within a few days tops. Talon’s been unusually quiet, not that I’m complaining.” You relaxed your posture, slumping against a nearby wall.

“Glad to hear it. I take it that intel was off?”

“Seems that way. I’m honestly rather happy that we didn’t run into him.”

“Me too, but don’t let your guard down.” You smiled at each other. 76 was never terribly emotional, but he let you know that he cared in his own way. Subtle shifts in his tone or posture, the occasional praise, even a kiss now and again.

“I never do. When I get back, what do you say we-” A rattle from down the hall drew your attention away from your partner. “Hold on a second.” 76 nodded, his face wearing its usual stern expression. You disappeared from the device’s view, a roughly textured wall the only image 76 could see. A yelp peaked his attention, the screen still showing the wall you once laid against.

“Y/N? Are you okay? Answer me!” He could feel the fear rising in his throat as he awaited a reply. The silence was deafening, until the device was raised into the air by an unseen hand. The screen shifted from the wall, to focusing on your battered body held by a single clawed gauntlet.

“Hello Jack…” The anguished voice was all too familiar to 76, the venom lacing his old friend’s words was palpable, even through the call. “I see you’ve taken interest in someone a little… younger…” 76 winced as he watched Reaper’s hand tighten further around your throat, small traces of blood leaking over the ends of his claws.

“Let them go Reyes!” 76 roared, nearly snapping the device between his hands. Reaper’s grip continued to grow tighter, the blood covering his claws beginning to drip towards the ground. “Let them go goddammit!”

“I told you, I will get my revenge.” The expressionless mask stared into his very soul, thin black mist flowing from the openings. He could feel tears begin to roll down his cheeks as he watched you struggle, the iron grip of the reaper was inescapable.

“Jack… I love you…” You coughed out between ragged breaths, your throat felt as though it was going to burst into flames. The pressure Reaper exerted was unimaginable, his force overwhelming your senses.

“I love you so much…” He croaked. “I’m so sorry…”

“How touching.” Reaper sneered, tightening his grip around your neck, snapping it as though it were a twig. It took every ounce of self control 76 had to not cry out in anguish, he could at the very least deny Reaper the satisfaction of watching him break. Reaper discarded your body, placing the device on the ground to leave your corpse in perfect view of the camera. “I’ll be seeing you soon, Jack.”

“I’m so sorry…” He whimpered, his hands trailing the screen as he stared at your remains. His heart ached as he sobbed uncontrollably, apologizing over and over again. “I’m so sorry…”


Genji stretched his arms high into the air as he pushed himself to his feet. Meditation certainly was relaxing, but his joints always felt a little stiff after an extended session. Normally he’d be able to fill some time in the day training with you, or at least relaxing near you. Since you were away on a mission, his day was rather open unless he wanted to spend every waking hour working on his form. A metallic sigh escaped his helmet, Genji found himself rather bored when he wasn’t able to spend time with you. Sure, Zenyatta was more than happy to spend time alongside his pupil, but he was hardly the life of the party. Anything outside of meditation or inward reflection was an alien concept to the enlightened Omnic.

If he was going to relax, he was at least going to do it somewhere with a view. Genji deftly scaled the walls of Watchpoint Gibraltar, making his way to the highest point of the Overwatch base. A small rooftop presented an exceptional view of the bay below, and interruptions this far off the beaten path were extremely rare. Genji had discovered the space during his original tenure with Overwatch before its collapse. Having somewhere to be alone was comforting when he was still adjusting to his cybernetic body. Though once he joined the reformed Overwatch and met you, the rooftop took on a different function.

Instead of somewhere Genji could retreat from the world, it became a space where he could share some quality time with you. A pair of bean bag chairs had been dragged up here by the youngest Shimada, and you were rather insistent that a small rug be placed between them. The metallic rooftop was far from inviting before you each cleaned it up a little, it was almost cozy now. Finding joy in the simpler things was something Genji used to be incapable of doing, but it was almost second nature when he was with you. Being able to take in such a gorgeous view alongside an equally as gorgeous partner was something he wouldn’t trade for the world.

Genji smiled as he settled into the green chair, withdrawing a communications device from his waist. You were away on a mission, sure, but you each tried to make time to talk to one another when you were apart. The device sprung to life as his fingers deftly tapped away at it, quickly opening a video call to your device. It rang for an instant, before your face appeared on the screen.

“I was just about to call you.” You laughed, smiling warmly at Genji.

“Sorry, I’m just a little too fast for you.” Genji chuckled, opening his helmet to reveal his rugged face. Scars from his mortal injuries at his brother’s hands lined his face, though you were adamant that they made him look sexy. “I thought you might miss this view.” Genji spun the device so that the camera faced the shining bay, the waves gently crashing against the rocks below.

“That is a nice view, but I think I prefer the one of you even more.” You playfully flirted, earning a smirk from Genji as he flipped the device back towards himself.

“I can’t blame you, green definitely looks good on me.” He joked, laughing alongside you. “I trust that everything is going smoothly?”

“Nothing I can’t handle, I learned from the best, after all.”

“That you did, but you’re not a cyborg ninja.”

“I like to think I’m pretty close.”

“I can agree with that.” You both laughed again, the relaxing dynamic between the two of you always did wonders when one of you was out in the field. It was hard to be stressed out about a mission when you were joking around together.

“Oh! That reminds me, I was-” A gunshot cut off your speech, a hole now present in your forehead. Genji felt his blood run cold as he watched you sit there wordlessly, your posture slumping backwards slowly, bracing itself against the wall. He was speechless as your eyes stared blankly into space, unblinking as blood began to trickle from the wound in your forehead. Genji stared in disbelief at what he had just witnessed, his love so callously taken from him, so suddenly ripped away. He didn’t know if he’d even processed the fact that you had died, or if he was simply too blinded by rage to feel anything.

The clack of high heels against tile were picked up by the microphone, Genji immediately recognized the sound. A blue arm reached down, pushing your body out of view, a large splatter of blood left on the wall where you once sat.

Adieu.” A thick French accent spoke, seeming to relish in the kill. “Life is so fleeting, isn’t it, Mr. Shimada?” The device was picked up by your assassin, the smooth face of Widowmaker appearing on the screen. “You should’ve joined us when you had the chance, a pity they had to be dragged into this.”

“I am going to kill you.” Genji coldly spoke, his eyes piercing through the device. The rage within him was almost uncontrollable, needing every piece of Zenyatta’s advice to stop himself from tearing the device in two.

“I am terrified, truly.” Widowmaker scoffed, discarding the device to the ground, the sound of her heels fading away. Genji shook as he stared at the screen, hurling it in the bay below. With or without Overwatch’s help, he was going to make sure Widowmaker’s last moments were spent in agonizing pain. He would be sure to recover your body, but mourning would have to wait until he avenged you.

Dating Jimin;

other members; min yoongi | hoseok | namjoon | seokjin | taehyung | jungkook

Originally posted by ohparkjimin

- him loving to play with your hair
- having pillow fights all the time
- soft neck kisses
- you always squishing his cheeks
- because they’re just so cuteee
- HiS gOd DaMn ThIgHs
- him calling you 24/7
- “good morning, sleep head,”
- jimin waking up before you, just so he can watch you sleep for about 20 minutes
- whenever you two hold hands he’d just giggle and smile cheekily
- him always complimenting you
- “baby, you’re so gorgeous,”
- jimi always walking round with his shirt off because he knows what it does to you
- ThAt LiTtLe ShIt WiTh HiS gOd DaMn AbS
- him waking you up at 3 am just to look at the stars
- I think he’d get quiet emotional when he has to leave you to go on tour
- and when he is on tour he messages you all the god damn time
- he’ll tell you everything he’s doing, how much he misses you and that he wishes you were by his side
- “y/n, i miss you so much. i didn’t realises leaving you for 3 months would hurt so much,”
- him just being a little ball of fluff
- like god damn, he’s just the most adorable boyfriend ever
- whenever you’re sad he’d scrap everything and buy you chocolate just so he can watch films with you whilst you cry to him.
- “just let it all out baby, i’m always here to listen,”
- always sneaking out with the maknae line, just to piss around
- whenever he’s drunk him doing girl group dances in front of everyone
- him getting jealous of your celebrity crushes
- like really jealous
- to the point where he won’t talk to you because he thinks you want them over him
- “i guess he has things that i don’t then,”
- him getting super insecure about himself
- jimin you is beautiful and dis celebrity crush aint shit against you
- it’d take him a while to admit that he loves you
- even if he has loved you for the longest time
- whenever you get into arguments he’d cry because he hates arguing with you
- he never shouts, like ever, it’s just not him
- however he does get irritated easily
- he’d want to be the first one to say “i love you,”
- holding your hands A LOT
- him sending you “i miss you,” texts even when he’s at the studio
- i think jimin would want to get married
- he’d also want quiet a lot of kids
- he’d be the cutest father ever
- sweater paws
- jimin would buy you flowers all the time
- he’d say they were to “brighten your day,”
- tou’d always reassure him that he’s prefect and that there’s no need for him to be insecure, and he’d do the same to you.
- “jimin, you’re all i want. you’re perfect, and don’t ever forget that. i love you, okay, chim chim,”
- his raspy morning voice
- waking up to him twirling your hair slowly
- promise rings
- cute and romantic restaurant dates
- whenever he’s upset with you he’ll give you the silent treatment
- him randomly blushing when you walk into a room, even though you’ve been sating for over 2 years
- the boys teasing him for blushing the moment you walk out
- “dude, you’ve been dating for ages. you still shouldn’t be blushing whenever she walks into the room,”
- “but she’s/he’s to amazing, i still get butterfly’s every time i see her,”
- him remembering everything you two did together
- him keeping a photo book, putting in every single photo you have of each other
- skinship, skinship, SkInShIp, sKiNsHiP, SKINSHIP
- him being very lovey dovey
- pointless conversations at midnight
- “you’re my whole entire world,”
- koala jimin
- he’d lend you his hoodies all the time
- jimin would insist his phone case matches yours
- endless pampering from his end 
- whenever he talked to someone about you he’d say “my girlfriend/boyfriend,” because he still can’t believe your his
- whenever you do anything silly or clumsy, such as trip over, you’ll never forget because he’ll remind you of it ALL THE TIME
- he’d just be a adorable little shit
- giggles
- giggles
- GiGgLeS
- “you’re so adorable, i hate it so much,”
- whenever you were stressed he'd sing you lullabies
- aka your favourite bts songs 
- face timing whilst he’s on tour
- sloppy kisses all over your face
- basically, he’s just an amazing and adorable boyfriends that’ll love you and compliment you and pamper you until you die. he’d just be, in my opinion, the best boyfriend anyone could ask for.
sup, hey, how ya doin!
hey-o, so that’s it and i really hoped you liked it.
i just wanted to dedicate this to the anon who actually inboxed me about it; i really hope you liked it love, and thanks for your lovely words.
anyway, thanks so much for reading and i really hope you’re shook over how cute of a boyfriend jimin would be- bEcAuSe I Am!
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Originally posted by nctinfo

Anon said: Hii can i request a yuta scenario where he is just cocky af and a fuckboy but ends up being really sweet and you fall for him pls (:🌸

Yes, perfect. 

Pairing: Yuta/Reader

Word Count: 4100+

Summary: The end of the school year is approaching and the only obstacles ahead of you are graduation, prom, and Yuta. 

Senior year tends to be a bittersweet experience for most people, including yourself. You didn’t think it would fly by so fast and it’s all coming to an end after this week. With prom and commencement being the only things ahead of you, the feeling of relaxation is becoming a recurrence for you. You observe the surroundings of your associated student body room and think to yourself, “Hey, I’m probably not going to see any of these people for a very long time or never again!”. For you, it makes things a lot easier.

Going off to college with a clean slate and having the ability to showcase your introduction skills to new peers makes you content. Until you’re brought back to reality that one of your colleagues is coming with you for the ride. Yuta Nakamoto. It is unfair to say that you can’t stand the guy because you two have never properly met but…you can’t stand him. Knowing each other’s names is good enough for you. Having the opportunity to choose from 10 colleges that accepted him and the odds of him choosing the same college as you is highly unlikely. But, Lady Luck thought wrong. You catch him in the middle of the room discussing with fellow classmates on final prom preparations. He always tends to get loud and obnoxious over the smallest of things and today is no different.

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anonymous asked:

McCree comforting a S/O who's just had a horrible day? Maybe some fluff in there too

((A/N - this is just something I wish could actually happen don’t judge me))

“Hey, darlin’. You in?”

You heard the faint jingling of Jesse’s spurs as he crossed over the threshold of your shared apartment on the watchpoint. You had decided to hide away in the bedroom under countless blankets, hoping they pose would as a barrier to the outside world. You buried your head into your damp pillow, knees brought up to your chest and arms wrapped around your shins.

“Doll?” He tapped on the bedroom door.

You couldn’t answer. It had been one of those days today. Everything little thing had seemed to be going wrong and had been pointed in your direction. You’d barely made it through the day with no less than three scoldings from your superiors. By the time the end of the day had come around, you couldn’t take anymore and had to rush back to yours and Jesse’s room to let it out. The pillow was no doubt full of tears, your eyes bloodshot and aching from how much you had been crying. You didn’t want to call out because of how hoarse your throat felt.

You heard a squeak of the door opening and shut your eyes. You knew if Jesse asked you about today then a fresh batch of waterworks would start rolling, and decided it would be better to feign sleep. Heavy footsteps made their way over to your side of the bed.

“Oh, sweetpea. I know you’re not sleepin’.”

Your brows furrowed at being caught out so early on and you slowly opened your eyes. You connected with Jesse who was still in his Blackwatch uniform, crouched by the head of the bed to meet you at eye level.

“Gabe told me ‘bout you just now. That, er, to put it kindly, ’has had a very shit day’.” He tilted his head as to prompt confirmation from you.

You nodded your head, feeling your bottom lip starting to quiver slightly. Jesse brought his hand up to brush strands of your hair behind your ear. He leant forwards and tenderly placed a kiss on your forehead.

“C'mon, I’ll get you some comfy clothes t'wear and we can make dinner and watch a movie. How does that sound?”

You nodded again and reached your hand out under the avalanche of blankets to meet his own. He brought the back of your hand to his lips before placing it back onto the bed. The cowboy stood up and made his way over to the drawers, taking out a pair of sweatpants and an old t-shirt of his. Coming back over to you, he gently pulled the covers off and began to help you undress out of your work clothes. You mainly let him do all the work, lifting your hips when he needed you to; you were just exhausted from the days events and honestly could not be bothered.

“There we go.” Jesse stood back and smiled at you. You had to admit you did feel a lot more relaxed dressed in his clothes.

“You okay t'come through to the other room?”

You reached towards him and made grabby hands which made him chuckle. He stepped forward to place one hand under your knees and one under your arm and around your back. You clung onto his neck as he picked you up with ease, burying your face into the crook of his neck. He hadn’t changed out of his armour yet, and he still smelt like cigars, sweat and a hint of whiskey. You loved it.

“I’m thinkin’ pancakes for dinner?”

You hummed in agreement. He turned and carried you through the bedroom door into the living room to place you on the sofa. You heard his shoes tapping over to the little kitchen area you had, him rustling around as he was looking for ingredients.

Your eyes stared blankly at the white ceiling above you all the while Jesse was cooking, trying to focus on what he was doing to distract you.

Soon enough he came over with two plates stacked with traditional American pancakes with your favourite toppings. You manged to sit up to let Jesse sit down, your back against the armrest of the sofa and your legs now placed over his lap. He fiddled around the remote control for the television, looking at what movies were currently showing. You honestly didn’t mind what was put on, as long as it was distracting and something you didn’t hate too much it was fine.

Jesse ended up choosing an old western movie, because of course he did, and you both started to tuck into your pancakes. Your cowboy really knew how to cook because they were absolutely delicious.

Putting both of your empty plates aside, you snuggled up to Jesse’s chest with a comforting arm pulling you in. You let out a deep sigh.

‘You feelin’ any better?“
“A bit, thank you.”

Jesse gasped dramatically.
“You speak!”

You smiled and playfully hit him on the stomach, retreating when it came into contact with his breastplate.

“And that’s why I wear it. It’s protection from you.” He joked.

“Thanks, Jesse.”
“Anytime, darlin’.”

You tilted your head up to nuzzle his beard before he looked down and pecked you on the lips. You sighed contently, facing back to watch the movie.

Jesse’s hand came up and gently scratched your head, massaging your scalp. Your eyes drifted closed, the movie now forgotten. Fully relaxing into your boyfriend’s side, sweet dreams of Jesse, cigars and whiskey filled your mind, happy to get a peaceful night of sleep.

thegaypumpingthroughyourveins  asked:




Originally posted by gravesfrommacusa





anonymous asked:

Hello! I was thinking about a scenario where Akira invites their S/O (who doesn't know anything about the phantom thieves) to their place for the first time and the S/O is spending their whole time there cuddling and giving Morgana (his normal cat form) all the attention (cause S/O is a HUGE cat person) and how would Akira reaction to it.

I relate to the S/O in this ask lmaooo. Thank you for the cute request!! Enjoy!

Earlier that day, Akira had sent a text to S/O inviting them over to Leblanc for the first time to spend time together. The couple’s relationship was blossoming wonderfully, and his thoughts only consisted of wondering how S/O was doing and when he could see them again. He had just finished watering his plant when he heard the chime of the front door.

“Akira, your friend’s here! Don’t just sit around and keep them waiting!” Sojiro’s booming voice from below rung in Akira’s ears. He smiled, set aside the watering can, and strolled downstairs to eagerly greet S/O.

They were perched on the bar stool and chatting with Sojiro while they patiently waited for Akira. He could hear their compliments of the cafe and how welcoming it felt. S/O spotted Akira after a pause in the conversation and they winked at him. “Nice place you’ve got here.”

He grinned. “Just wait until you see the attic.”

“Now I’m even more curious,” they chuckled.

“Well, don’t let me keep you any longer. You kids have fun.” Sojiro was polishing a cup as he spoke.

“It was nice talking to you,” S/O said warmly.

The manager rubbed the back of his head and nodded. “Yeah, you too.” 

With that, S/O enthusiastically bounded upstairs with Akira snickering behind them. They halted when they reached the peak of the stairs and surveyed the room.

“Wow, not bad. It’s minimal, but there’s also something so… comforting about it.”

Akira’s arms slithered around their waist and he kissed the crown of their head. “Yeah, the cobwebs give it that organic, natural feel.”

S/O giggled and pivoted to face him. “You have such an elegant eye for aesthetics. That’s one of the things I like about you.”

“You can tell me about all the other things you like about me while you’re here,” he said flirtatiously.

“There’s not enough time,” S/O sighed, and a coral tint dusted Akira’s cheeks; he didn’t expect them to admire him so much, but the feeling certainly was mutual. Just as he was about to kiss S/O, a child-like voice pervaded his ears.

“You should have told me you were going to have company; I could have left sooner.”

Akira locked eyes with the source of the voice. “Sorry.” 

S/O followed suit, and their small gasp made Akira smile. “You have a cat?”

“Yeah. Meet Morgana. Morgana, this is S/O.” 

They abruptly crouched down to meet Morgana’s electric-blue eyes. “He’s so cute!” S/O proceeded to scratch the cat’s cheeks and behind his ears, eliciting a purr.

“Finally, someone that appreciates my excellence,” he said. 

Akira rolled his eyes and grinned. “I’m glad you like him, S/O. He can be a real handful sometimes.”


S/O chuckled from the cat’s outburst. “Aw, don’t be mean to him. He’s so sweet! Such a handsome boy!” They kissed the top of his head and played with him for a while. 

Akira decided to take a seat and read a book while watching the shenanigans; he was glad that S/O was bonding with Morgana, someone who was also special to him, so he didn’t mind the cat stealing the spotlight. That is, until Morgana uttered his next few words.

Morgana’s voice was smug as he rolled on his back so S/O could pet his belly. “Seems like they like me more than they like you.”

Akira clenched his jaw, and the only thing he felt for Morgana at that moment was rivalry. I can’t lose..!

Akira felt his first ripple of jealousy and his voice was clipped. “Hey Morgana, you look tired. Why don’t you go to sleep?”

“Huh? He seems fine to me…” S/O responded inquisitively.

“Yeah, I’m completely fine, Akira.” His meowing provoked a laugh from S/O.

Akira temporarily wondered if Sojiro would consider serving cat for a limited time. He trudged his way over to S/O, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor with Morgana in their lap. He plopped himself right behind them and wrapped his arms around their waist. After brushing their hair behind their ear, he brought his lips to it and whispered in a low voice, “You look really cute right now.”

“Huh? W-what’s gotten into you…?” S/O blushed and turned to peer at him. 

Akira gently cradled their face in one of his hands and held their gaze. His inky black eyes were piercing. “Have I gotten your attention now? Good.”

S/O blinked, and they promptly realized why he had a sudden adjustment in attitude. “I-I didn’t think you were the type to get jealous.”

“Is that a problem?” His lips were just barely brushing theirs. S/O bashfully attempted to steal a kiss, but he deftly evaded them and smirked. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’.”

“God, you’re pathetic, Akira.” Morgana rolled his eyes and leaped off of S/O’s lap. “I’ll be back later.” Just as he reached the stairs, he looked back at Akira. “You know, they say that people who like animals are some of the best people out there… take care of S/O, okay?”

Akira smiled and nodded, and with a flick of his tail, Morgana descended down the stairs. 

“Aw, he left…” S/O said dejectedly. 

“Are you going to chase after him?” Akira asked playfully.

“Hm, good idea. Maybe you’ll chase me, too.”

He nuzzled their neck, and as he spoke his warm breath tickled their neck, sending a slight chill down their spine. “That’s only under the premise that I’ll let you go.”

S/O’s cheeks heated up, and they pecked his forehead with their soft lips. “I… definitely don’t want that.”

His arms slightly constricted around them. “Me neither,” he contentedly agreed. The two exchanged a deep, sweet kiss, and they secured each other’s warmth for the rest of their time together. 

Akira replayed Morgana’s final words in his head. As he conversed and verbally jested with S/O, Akira suspected that Morgana’s impression was right; they truly were incredible.