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Spencer Reid x Reader (smut)

Requested: Yes. Anon: hey! I really love your blog and I was wondering if you could do a reid x reader where the reader has a wet dream about Spencer and she finally tells him about her dream after he asks her what’s wrong and it ends in smut?? thank you so much

Word Count: 3,589, Warnings: Swearing, NSFW, Oral Sex.

A/N: Oh my God okay so I went a little crazy on this one and it’s a full fledged long fic. I was writing this and I actually needed to take a break my palms were sweating because Reid is so fucking hot. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please let me know if you want a Part 2 ;)

- M xo

(Gif not mine, credit to owner)

Originally posted by hisirishsoufflegirl

Sprawled out on your bed, your naked form was being admired and touched by a handsome man. He glided his fingers up and down the sides of your thighs as he placed sensual kisses on your stomach. “God, you’re so beautiful.”, whispered Spencer. 

Wait what? Spencer? Hold on. Did you just have a wet dream about your nerdy co-worker?

You woke up in your bed covered in sweat as you tried to calm down your flustered state as you panted heavily trying to vaguely recollect the memories of the dream you had just had. It wasn’t a bad dream, in fact, it was amazing. You squeezed your thighs together in hopes of some sort of relief, but all you could do was think about the dream, which made your state even worse.

You sat there in silence as you tried to comprehend what had just happened. You’d been working at the BAU for 4 years now and you had never thought of Spencer that way. Sure he was tall, had gorgeous chiselled cheekbones and never failed to amaze you with his intelligent brain. Oh, God. Here you were thinking inappropriately about your co-worker at 3 in the morning when you had to be in for work at 7. There was no way you were going to act normal in front of him after this strange yet intoxicating image of you and Spencer practically having sex ingrained in your brain. All you could do was try to get back to sleep and hope that the flush would be over in the morning.

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anonymous asked:

What would the vets/104th think of the movie Big Hero 6? What do you think of it, if you've seen it? I love you sm btw 💜💜

Oh god you’re gonna hate me but I didn’t really like it. Like it was a great idea and all but the execution was just kinda meh to me. It just didn’t get to me, idk. But maybe that’s also because Tumblr praised it as THE movie of all times and I had my hopes up too high. 

Mikasa: Kinda liked it
Reiner: Loved it
Bertholdt: Bought the DVD the day it came out
Annie: Thought it was okay
Eren: Intense identification with Hiro
Jean: Casually enjoyed it
Marco: Thought it was very cute and great
Sasha: Loved it!!!!
Connie: LOVED IT!!!
Historia: Liked it a lot, but wasn’t hyped
Armin: Thought it dealt great with many topics
Ymir: Didn’t like it
Levi: Thinks it’s a good children’s movie
Hanji: Thinks it’s great to encourage kids for science
Erwin: Nice
Nanaba: Cried twelve times
Mike: Really liked it
Moblit: Liked it

ironmei  asked:

Hello you amazing person, I hope you're having a great day ♥ I'm about to ask for some really pure garbage here... How about Tarkin and Krennic covering their heads with Krennic's cape because it's raining?

-somewhere on Scarif-

shoretrooper:  Hey isn’t that Director Kr-

Tarkin:  Tell anyone and I will end you.

Krennic:  …you would kill for me?

Tarkin:  oh god just get away from me

Krennic:  ….

Krennic:  no <3 

that was a cute prompt, thanks for sending, @ironmei !!  sorry this was super quick, hope it was the garbage you were looking for.

and everyone else just FYI–i still have a bunch more prompts to get through, i got more than i thought i would, but i’m going to do them all  <3 

Steggy Fic: When the Quinjet’s a-Rockin’

I’ve written a drabble or short fic for every day of Steggy Week 2k17! This was written for Day 2: AU or Crossover. Previous days: Day 1

Note: Despite the title, this is rated PG. And Peggy being alive and young in the 21st century is technically an AU, right?

Natasha, Steve, and Peggy scrambled into the Quinjet as Clint lifted off, full throttle almost before the ramp had fully locked into place. They threw themselves flat onto the floor, bracing against each other and catching their breaths as the ship accelerated and banked sharply.

“We’re cloaked and clear!” Clint called back after a few minutes. The weight pressing against them slowly lifted, and the floor tilted back to horizontal.

Natasha got to her feet and headed for her locker, already shrugging off her jacket. She could hear Steve and Peggy getting up behind her, murmuring softly to each other, and she took a little extra time stowing everything away to give them a bit of privacy.

When she finally turned around, Peggy’s jacket was askew and the collar of Steve’s uniform had been pulled open. They were both flushed, staring at each other. Natasha raised her eyebrows.

“You do realize I’m right here,” she said conversationally, hands on her hips. “Rogers, I know I’ve tried to set you up on dates, but I didn’t mean I wanted a front row seat for the makeout part.”

“Sorry,” said Peggy, managing to look both genuinely contrite and not really sorry at all. She stepped away and moved to stow her gear. She and Steve still looked so hot and bothered that Natasha had to hide a smirk. Apparently Captain America and Agent Carter really enjoyed narrow escapes.

They moved forward to the jump seats together, and Natasha sat down, swinging a terminal towards herself. “Rogers, get your hand off Carter’s ass,” she said sternly, without looking around. “She needs it to sit on while she helps me write the mission report.”

Peggy obediently sat, leaning over Natasha’s shoulder to look at the screen. “Well,” she said, “everything went nearly according to plan. You do have the data cube, don’t you?”

Natasha nodded. “I packed it away in the cargo area while you were busy making eyes at your young man.”

Peggy made a face. “I was not making eyes at him. We were just -” She glanced back at Steve and trailed off, distracted.

“Oh my God,” said Natasha, looking between the two of them. “I’d tell you to get a room, but there’s only one room in a Quinjet, and we’re all in it.”

“Sorry,” said Peggy again, clearing her throat. She looked back at the screen. “Where were we?”

Steve, still standing, leaned over Peggy’s shoulder to scan the report. “I was outside the whole time, fighting off Hydra goons. Peggy’s the one who infiltrated the lab.”

Peggy nodded, then turned to Natasha. “I lost you in the hallway, and I didn’t see either of you again until I’d tripped the alarm and we were all outside.” She turned away and sucked in an almost imperceptible breath. Natasha risked a sidelong glance and saw that Steve had dropped a hand to Peggy’s shoulder and was absently stroking his thumb along her collarbone.

“Okay!” said Natasha, standing up briskly. “I’m going to go up and sit with Clint for a bit. You two go… splash cold water on yourselves or whatever you need to do. I don’t want the details.” She strode the few steps forward and around the bulkhead. Behind her, she could hear murmured voices, a muffled squeak from Peggy, and a moment later the click of the latch on the tiny washroom.

“Well,” she said, plopping into the co-pilot seat next to Clint and resting her elbows on the console in front of her, “I hope you don’t have to pee.”

Clint raised an eyebrow. “That’s a pretty small space. Do you think they’ll both fit?”

There was a thud from the back of the Quinjet. “Bloody hell!” came Peggy’s muffled voice, annoyed but breathless.

“The sink takes up a lot of space,” said Natasha. They both stared out the front window for a while. “They aren’t normally this bad,” she said. “Must be the adrenaline. And it’s their first mission together since Steve got frozen.” She tilted her head. “Do you think they were like this back then? Sneaking off to the woods after they blew up a Hydra base back in World War II?”

Clint shrugged. “It’s not really the kind of thing that makes it into the official reports.”

There were a few more muffled noises behind them.

Clint elbowed her. “And you used to try to set him up because you thought he needed to get laid. Are you happy now?”

“I didn’t think I’d have to have a front row seat,” she said. Clint grinned at her, and she sighed. “I know, be careful what you wish for.”

The comms beeped, and both Clint and Natasha leaned forward, eager for a distraction. Tony appeared, eyebrows raised. “Well? Did you get it?” he asked, anxiously.

Natasha nodded. “Mission accomplished. No casualties on our side.”

“ETA three hours,” added Clint.

“Awesome. Bring it all down to the lab when you get here,” said Tony. “Hey, where are Cap and Carter?”

Clint cleared his throat.

Tony looked interested. “What, are they in the bathroom joining the Mile High Club?”

Natasha and Clint looked at each other.

“Oh my God,” said Tony, eyes widening. “They are?”

“I’m pretty sure they were already members,” said Natasha, thoughtfully.

Tony made a face.“This whole thing with Cap and Aunt Peggy is really damaging my delicate psyche.”

“Be glad you’re not here then,” said Natasha, with feeling. “The whole ship’s shaking a little.”

There was another muffled noise from the back. Tony’s eyes widened. “Oh my God, was that Cap? I did not ever need to hear Steve Rogers make a noise like that.” He shook his head as if to clear it. “I thought sex in a Quinjet was something only I would try.”

“But Pepper wouldn’t,” said Natasha. “So you’d have the bathroom to yourself.”

“Ha ha,” said Tony. “See you in a few hours. Hope you have earplugs!” He reached forward and the screen went blank.

“Do we have earplugs?” Natasha asked Clint. “Please tell me we have earplugs.”

Clint grinned and flipped the switches of his hearing aids to their off positions. “Enjoy the flight, Nat!”

anonymous asked:

Hi, i'm really interested in your analyzing stuff as they make sense so much. So what is your opinion on Noora's character development? It does not seem consistent to me. It's like Noora season 1 is a different person from Noora season 2, 3, 4. Well, to me, SKAM is such an exceptional series because it feels so real. I love it a lot so the Noora's inconsistency just bothers me too much. Hope you could help me with this way-into-deep fangirl problem haha. Takk

hahaha aww hello angel and thank you so much! <3

see I totally agree with you! Noora is so different from season 1…it’s interesting 

I wonder if this could have anything to do with the pov concept. 

How each character is perceived differently depending on the main. 

in season one…to Eva, Noora was this completely cool, mature, wise, kind and badass girl who came out of nowhere and helped Eva find her balance in the world when all she could do was stumble. 

but then in Noora’s own pov, she actually saw herself as someone who had to be strong and put together all the time. she wouldn’t let herself give in to emotions and break or ask for help…to her she almost had to be the “effortless strong mature social justice warrior” everyone perceives her as….so when she begins questioning her own morals 

and can’t seem to swim in the deep waters without a lifeboat… she beats herself up even more because she has always relied on herself…depending on someone else would almost make her weak in her opinion…but her season taught her that that’s not the case and just like everyone else, Noora needs people and it’s okay to ask for help. 

It was a good development in my opinion (if you take out all the willhelm stuff)

but then in Isak’s pov she became more of a passive character…who we only really saw when she was discussing her break up with willhelm..i think this is because Isak was struggling with his own boy problems so when it came to Noora he perceived her as a girl heartbroken and struggling over a boy…almost like self projection

and now Sana….Sana is struggling so hard to maintain her two seperate worlds and fit into this one that she is seeing how easy it comes for others. And Noora kind of represents that no matter how much they can be alike…Sana won’t always be treated the same because of their differences appearance and faith wise. But also Sana and Noora are truly so similar and Noora struggles with opening up and accepting her feelings (as explored in her season) so I think we kinda see this in Sana’s pov somehow? we are reminded of how much Noora struggles with things like Sana and how alike we are, but we also see how easy things seem to come for her that aren’t easy for Sana. which ends up making Sana annoyed influencing the perception of Noora to be different again. 

So maybe it is a pov thing? 

or maybe it could also be a really realistic thing….because Noora was 16 when we met her in season 1 and since then so many things have happened, and she’s had her heart broken, morals questioned, and she’s faced assualt…so it makes sense that Noora’s character would twist and turn quite a bit. She is learning just like all of us….and still growing and becoming the person she is. 

she’s still there but I think perception influences it a bit. 

I dunno I miss season 1 Noora too because she seemed so different…but maybe this is better because we are being reminded that she is not perfect, or completely wise, or with all the answers who can do no wrong. 

she is real and human just like you and me and I don’t think that came out so much in s1 because in Eva’s eyes she was this beautiful heroine saving her from isolation and loneliness and giving her someone she can turn to. <3 

kinda like how Even came across as this mysterious uber cool perfect handsome confident guy with no worries in the first half of season 3…..oh boy were we wrong. 

I don’t know if this made any sense or if I just ranted…but maybe Julie is just trying to capture a more complex character in Noora…but yeah I agree it’s a lot different to s1. 

damnstevens  asked:



I heard that the question was asked but I didn’t know it was by you wtf!!!!

also I’m literally going to march to berlanti’s house and shove my script for next season at him and all it is is just 10000 pages of Len Mick and Ray bantering and being domestic so that solves that problem

anonymous asked:

doesnt it make u happy to think that someone is having a bowl of cereal and someone's having a birthday party and someone's having the best day of their life?? idk i just thought of this and it made me :>

now that you mention it yes oh my god ?? people are so cute and i hope everyone can have the best day of their life and have it be beat by an even better day often

anonymous asked:

I hope tomorrow has your favourite kind of weather and you see something cute like a dog or miniature Godzilla in a cowboy hat! ♥️

oh my god this is so sweet I’m gonna cry c’:
thank you! you made me smile c:

anonymous asked:

my nephew was born a couple weeks ago and hes the chillest baby ever. literally all he does is sleep and fart. even when he does scream its like a really low pitch that doesnt sound annoying at all and i love him a lot. also my brother hums la vie en rose to him and its the most precious thing ive ever seen in my life hes such an adorable dad. oh and the first time i held the baby i actually pulled a tendon in my arm so i hope that wasnt a bad omen for the future lol

God ur nephew is baby #goals i wish all the babies i knew were like that too :/// 

Also i hope that ur arm is ok asidjqwjenkqweqwe

send me sleepover asks

anonymous asked:

Hi lovelies! Know what? I need fics in which Zayn seduces Liam by sensually dancing in front of him- something like bachata.... I'm from Spain so a latin-like beat and Z moving his hips it's all I need in life lmao. If not, I'm gonna write it; I already have a plot planned. Oh god ...

Rock Steady

est-ce tu aimes le sexes?

Sit back and watch

You Make Me Strong


I know this ones where Zayn dances/strips for Liam, but they don’t have latin-like beats, I hope you write one though, link me, yeah? I’m dying to read something like that!


“Makeup or Breakup.” - Leorai & Apritello Fanfic - By Me.

Contains Strong Language & Stuff! 

(My version of the turtles in ALL My fanfics are different ages 16-20)  

Chapter 1 - I Hate You!

Leo’s P.O.V

*Sigh*… It happened again. Karai and I, arguing none stop, breaking us further and further apart each day… I haven’t seen her since last night, god knows where she’s gone to, or what she’s doing… Heading into the kitchen, in hope, Karai will be in there so I can. “Oh, Just Raph.” *Soft Sigh* Seeing him alone reading his comic with a beer. “Hey Raph, have you seen Karai?” I asked, wondering if he was in the best of moods to talk… “Nah, haven’t seen her.”… Okay, he’s talking, he’s in a good mood today. But still, Raph hasn’t seen Karai either. *Sigh* “Okay… Thanks, anyway Raph.” “Leo wait!” As I was about to leave, only to hear Raph stop me… “Have a beer with me, what’s bugging ya?” Raph said, sliding a bottle across the counter a bit, I paused for a moment, but  there was no excuse for me not to drink… “Who’s pissed ya off This time?” Raph asked as I sat on the side, taking the beer and opened it, only to stay quiet… “No one’s pissed me off… Well, Karai, I mean *SIGH* She’s Just So…” Unable to get my words out right, my hand clenched the glass bottle… Okay, we had problems, but it’s gone too far and now I think Karai is to the point of leaving me for good… “Oh God, I Can’t Lose Her.” My mind raced, filled with worries and thoughts, taking my first sip, only to realize I took a mouthful of my beer… “Raphael… I Need Help!” I said worryingly. *SIP* “Leo, You haven’t told me Shit, Stop Bitching About It Already And Tell Me!” Raph’s sudden order snapped me from my thoughts. “Karai Hates Me, Raph!” Banging my beer down onto the counter, whoa, sudden rage coming on… Calm yourself, Leo… “What, the fuck are ya talking about?” Looking at me, Raph waited… Silence… “We keep arguing constantly… I hate it, and seeing her upset hurts too but…” *Soft Sigh*… “I want our relationship to be like Donnie’s and April’s.” I stopped to breath… “Leo, you can’t compare you’re relationship with Karai to Donnie’s.” Raph somehow made me think… Maybe I’m trying Too hard that it’s just making Karai frustrated and tired or… Or maybe Karai Really does hate me… “Oh Who Am I Kiddin’? I’m The Worst Boyfriend In The World!” My head filled with thoughts again, letting out a groan as my head hit the counter… Groaning. “Karai deserves someone better than me, Raph.”

*SIGH* “BUT YOU ARE THAT SOMEONE, LEO!” Suddenly Raph’s shout got my attention! He sounded serious, more than usual. “What is it You, like most about Karai?” He asked me. Getting me thinking, hard, only to feel my stomach flutter, like… Like how I felt when we first met. “Well, I love her hair, so soft and silky. *Giggles* She has these eyes, Raph that. Wow, and her fighting skills are beyond… Amazing! And.” *Soft Sigh* “She has the cutest smile ever.” Raph listened, my feelings towards Karai and the things that makes her special to me, but… There’s still one thing that was missing during our time of being together… But What?… Taking another gulp of my beer before Raph spoke. “Leo, when was it the last time you took Karai out on a date… A Proper Date?” Raph asked… *GASP* Suddenly it struck a cord in me. Hitting me Hard in the chest. “No wonder Karai hates me. Oh I’ve never taken her out on a date.” I said to Raph with a moan. My heart broke in two. A whole year of being with Karai and I haven’t taken her out on a date… That’s why she hates my guts! Holding it in all this time, building up inside her until… Until it get’s to that moment when she, leaves me… “Whoa, Leo man, your worse than I thought.” Looking up at Raph as he responded, he was concerned for me, finishing my beer as did he, only to see Raph was on his third beer. Well, it was a Saturday, Raph’s drinking weekend along with Mikey who joined him. 

My mind raced. And it wasn’t the booze… “Raph, You Gotta Help Me!” Grabbing him by the shoulders, Raph blinked, shocked, but pushed me back. “Sorry Leo, Your on your own.” “But!” “Leo, just talk to Donnie, he’ll help ya.” Raph advised me to speak to Donnie… To Donnie? “Why Donatello?” I asked with a shock. “Well, he Is in a relationship like you, Leo. He can help, at least.” “THAT’S PERFECT!” Suddenly my heart started to beat, maybe Donnie could help me win Karai back… *YANK* “AH! LEO WHAT THE!” “Thanks Raph.” I couldn’t help it, yanking Raph into a tight hug… But I could tell the booze was getting to Raph’s head… “Alright, Leo let go now, Fuck your breathe smells like Mikey’s room.” “HEY I HEARD THAT!” Mikey yelled from outside the kitchen, letting go of Raph, I grabbed the half bottle of Raph’s forth beer and drank the rest. “HEY!” I ran out of the kitchen laughing… “DAMMIT LEO YOU BASTARD!” Hearing Raph shout as I went to see Donnie, Suddenly. *Gasp* “Karai!” Seeing her coming down the steps, her hair was dripping wet, knowing now it was raining outside… But still, she’s here. I raced and hugged her… But. Something was wrong… She wasn’t hugging me back!

TBC - Chapter 2 - Karai’s P.O.V                          

Hopeless Hearts


jessicamarcia requested: Jungkook + Idol/Fan AU 
Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 17,378
Author’s Note: Tbh I had some apprehension about this request because an idea I stumbled upon that just kept coming back to me was directly from this fantasy I kept about having about what would happen if I ever meet Jungkook and how and this just feels very personal to me as a result. Regardless, I decided to share because I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t decide to contribute my pain to the fandom.

ALSO, sentences in italics are being spoken in Korean.

Summary: You never understood the gravity of your position as an intern working Kcon until you fall for one of your favorite idols, Jeon Jungkook—quite literally too.


Sometimes you think you have a lot of mixed feelings when it comes to your job.

On one hand, it’s a pretty incredible opportunity, one that you acknowledge not a lot of people get to experience first hand: which is working as an intern in the event operations department for Kcon—the annual Korean convention in which big Kpop groups will travel around the world to bring their music and their joy to the international fanbase. For someone who never actually had the means and the ability to make the trip as an audience member of your own accord, it’s fascinating to witness the back-the-scenes sight of how much effort and how much time goes into planning and organizing an event of this scale.

And because Kcon it in of itself is half a convention and half a concert, there were always many people needed to cover the different subsections of the event, which is where your role as an intern came into play. Given that there were two interns in the department of organizing the physicality of the event, you were put on the team mainly in charge of organizing the convention while the other intern assisted with scheduling of the talents and making sure the performances would go by smoothly.

But on the other end of that spectrum, working with vendors really allows you to see how many people handle responsibility and deadlines and it makes you want to pull the hair out of your roots. You like to think of yourself as a fairly reasonable person, giving a vendor 24 hours to respond to emails at the latest before having to resort to more emails and phone call—but this is absolutely ridiculous.

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“Prom was invented just to make girls starve so they can fit in a dress and compete over a stupid title.”

“Uh –” Derek blinks, eyes his sister dubiously, “I’m not a girl?”

Cora huffs. “Whatever.”

In the kitchen Laura bursts out laughing. “Don’t worry.” She yells. “Cora is just jealous she will have to wait five years to go to her own prom.”

“I’m not going!” Cora yells back. “Prom is stupid, I don’t even know why you’re going,” she tells Derek, “it’s not like you know how to have fun.”

Derek raises an eyebrow while Laura just laughs harder. “Oh my god.” Their older sister says. “I stay away for six months and Cora turns into a sassy queen.” She walks into the living room, pretends to wipe at her eyes. “I’m so proud.”

“You two are ridiculous.” Derek says, turning around. “And I’m just going because Erica promised to pay me. With ice cream.” Then he gives Cora a wicked smile. “That I’m not going to share with either of you.”

“You are the worst brother!” Cora yells as he begins to climb the stairs. “And I hope you fall on your ass while trying to dance!”

“Can’t hear you!” Derek’s cell begins to ring. “Too busy getting ready to prom!”

Laura lets out a high-pitched laughter. “I love you two so much.”

Derek shakes his head fondly, closes his bedroom door behind himself just as Cora tells Laura to shut up. “Hey.” He answers the phone, collapsing on his bed. “What’s up?”

“Yo,” Stiles answers, “whatcha doing?”

“Listening to my sisters fight.” He says, snorting when he hears his dad start complaining about all the yelling and ‘no, Cora, I’m not letting you go to prom, you’re thirteen!’. “I’m gonna have to check the trunk of my car tomorrow night.”

Stiles laughs. “She’s not that good.”

“If you keep teaching her, she will be.” Derek blurts out, curses himself mentally when he realizes it came out harsher than he intended.

It’s just – sometimes he can’t help it. He’s known Stiles since they were four, Cora wasn’t even born then, but one day she turned eleven and Stiles became her new favorite person. Stiles couldn’t find it funnier and took Cora as his little apprentice. He even taught her how to cheat on Mario Kart.

He’s never taught Derek that.

Derek rolls his eyes, thinks about his little sister still downstairs pouting and trying to convince their dad that she’s old enough to go out. He shouldn’t be jealous of her, but the thing is – he grew up with two sisters, he knows how to share toys and food, but he doesn’t know how to share Stiles.

Because Stiles is his.

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Ace Keith Headcanons
  • He didn’t know it back then. He didn’t care about it. Ignored all his classmates who were passing around lewd magazines and just continued browsing why on earth pluto was no longer a planet. The injustice! 
  • When his classmates at the Garrison asked him if he ever had a girlfriend 
    “Never had one.” 
    “A boyfriend then?” 
    “Nope. None of that either.”
    “But why?”
    “I was not aware it was a requirement, Charles.”
    Others thought he was a snob and a bit snarky after that.
  • At night he just read books. Sometimes he drew things like spaceships and alien warships. He loved outer space and he was going to be an ace pilot and be the youngest pilot to go on a mission. His roommate gave up inviting him to parties to meet possible mates. “Have fun.” “You too.”
  • When he wanted to be alone, he snuck up to the rooftop just so he could trace the constellations and get more inspiration for his drawings. He liked the quiet and the natural light the moon gave him to see what he was drawing on his skethpad.
    “What are you doing in a place like this at this hour, cadet?”
    Keith looked up to see the one and only Garrison Golden Boy.
    “I could say the same for you, Sir.” He got back to drawing.
    Shiro sat beside him and just watched him draw in silence. 
  • It became a thing. Shiro finding Keith on the rooftop, reading or drawing. They usually didn’t even talk, until Shiro broke their usual silence.
    “How come you’re always up here? Why are you not with your friends? It’s not everyday you get to be in the city and have fun.”
    Keith shrugged. “Hmm. Not really my type of fun or thing.”
    “Huh. Interesting.”
  • They became friends after that. Their feet dangling on the rooftop as Shiro would tell Keith a joke or something that happened to him in class. Keith didn’t draw all the time, he’d have the sketchpad on his lap and just laugh and tell Shiro things too.
  • Their conversation led to talking about crushes one time, because that topic was always interesting.
    “Had my first crush back in elementary,” Shiro laughed. “A bit silly to be honest. Then she liked me back and we became a couple.”
    “Wow. That’s so… young.” Keith chuckled.
    “How about you? Who was your first crush?”
    Keith furrowed his eyebrows. “I’ve never had one.”
    “What?” Shiro asked, a bit scandalized at the revelation. “No way!”
    “I just haven’t seen anyone that way, I guess. If it happens, then it happens. But to be honest, I don’t think anyone will even like me since I’m not into that or see anyone like that.” Keith forced a fake cough. 
    Shiro was silent for a while and then he smiled. “Keith, do you know the word for that?”
    “The word for what?” Keith looked confused.
    “The word for what I think you are,” Shiro smiled fondly. “It’s asexual. Or ace for short. It’s basically someone who doesn’t experience sexual attraction.”
    Keith blinked. “Oh.” Then he smiled. “I like that. Ace. What a nice word.”
    “It is. You’re literally an Ace Pilot.” Shiro laughed.
    “Oh, shut up.” Keith nudged Shiro playfully, causing his skethpad to fall.
  • The next few months they were on the rooftop, Keith started the talk.
    “I think I have my first crush now.”
    “Oh really? Who is it?” Shiro raised an eyebrow, curious.
    “It’s basically someone you admire, right?”
    Keith nodded. “Okay, I’m sure it’s a crush then.”
    “Keith! Who is it? Oh my god. Don’t kill me this way, man. I must know!”
    Keith laughed. “Oh, I’m pretty sure you’ll know one day, Shiro.”
    Shiro sat back, thinking that was probably enough of an answer. “Okay, so you have this crush on someone now. What do you want to do?”
    “I might want to hold his hand one day. If he’d let me.”
    Shiro smiled at his friend. “I hope you get to hold that boy’s hand, Keith.”
  • A few months later, Keith asked Shiro if he could hold his hand.

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Why didn’t B.A.P win any shows for Wake Me Up?

my thoughts on a question nobody asked me but have them anyway lmao


  • not enough people streaming on melon. literally this is the main one
  • maybe could stream a bit more on youtube?
  • needed more people voting live and for pre-votes
  • I can’t think of any more hmm did I mention melon streaming??


  • very rushed promotions to squeeze it in before the tour: only 2-3 weeks instead of the usual 4 (and usually groups don’t/can’t win in the first week of promotions anyway, so that only left around one week of being on shows in which we had a chance of winning)
  • I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s TS’s fault, but generally, fewer people tend to buy physical single albums than full or mini albums because they’re essentially paying the same price for less (eg rose was the first time I bought a B.A.P single album), but actually rose is so far their second highest-selling single album, which is pretty impressive 

things out of our control:

  • tough competition: comeback at the same time as other groups with better melon streaming / larger korean fanbases
  • music bank and music core being cancelled during the first week of promotions. mucore doesn’t have a winner anymore, but mubank was arguably our best chance at winning after the show, and because the first ep was cancelled, that was shown during the second week (whereas if that ep was a new one from the 2nd week then we could have possibly had a chance of winning), and then that was it, promotions over…
  • changes to how winners are chosen on the show: no more tudou streaming and I think no more laifeng votes? still not exactly sure what they are, but before we could collect our strength and buy them points on the show (as dumb as it sounds) and spend ages doing extra streaming on a website that kept crashing and deleting views, but now the show cares more about melon streaming too (like the other music shows) (do u see how important digital streaming is)

but don’t let that make you sad! from what I’ve personally seen, the general reaction (both fans and not) to wake me up / rose has been more hyped and impressed than it has probably since matrix. B.A.P have said they have more comebacks scheduled for this year, so hopefully we’ll be able to get them what they deserve next time.

PS: people sometimes compare B.A.P’s youtube views to other groups, where we usually don’t do as well. then there’s the usual topic of some fans leaving and moving to other groups during the hiatus etc etc etc……. well actually, our youtube views aren’t really that different from pre-hiatus? I remember when 1004 (their main breakthrough and at the height of their career back then) was released on the 3rd of february, jongup’s wish was for the mv to reach 1 million views by his birthday on the 6th - 3 days later and it still didn’t reach 1 million. on the other hand, wake me up reached 2.25 million views in around 5 and a half days. with the explosion of kpop in the last couple of years, some groups enjoy immense success on a whole new scale. our achievements only seem inferior if we compare them to others - let’s focus on ourselves and see how far both B.A.P and we as fans have come, and think about how we can continue to go forward!

PPS: nice things I’ve noticed recently (last few months since noir/skydive): 

  • more content creators in the fandom making things: more gifsets, graphics, fics etc
  • said content getting more recognition
  • a sense of humour! crack blogs, more people making funny videos and text posts and funny edits
  • honestly I keep finding new B.A.P blogs to follow - more people joining the fandom or existing fans choosing to take more part in the fandom on tumblr!
  • fans on tumblr interacting more with each other! through networks or just starting to talk to each other on here :D
  • B.A.P trended on tumblr for yongguk and himchan’s birthdays!
  • himchan and youngjae gaining more recognition in general these days
  • keep it up guys I love you all