oh my gosh he's so weird

i found this post in my drafts and have ZERO memory of writing it (thank u alcohol) so im gonna put it in my queue lol
  • ok but imagine 
  • Bitty comes out to his parents but he doesn’t tell them about Jack, thinks it’s for the best, maybe to ease his parents into things or maybe to keep the pool of People Who Know as small as possible 
  • and like yeah Ransom and Holster are super oblivious but Suzanne Bittle is not, not when it comes to her son, because she is a certified Nosy Southern Mother and she can see he’s been acting differently, happier but quieter, always on his phone and blushing when she asks about boys
  • and he talks about the team a LOT 
  • Jack’s one of his best friends and he’s just started his NHL career, so of course Bitty’s never gonna shut up about Jack
  • (Same goes for Shitty and law school. And eventually Ransom and med school. Dicky is proud of his friends and wants everyone to know. He gets that trait from Suzanne, she understands)
  • but he keeps talking about this one Boy, how sweet he is and how his smile is like a sack of puppies and how bitty’s always making this boy do things with him like baking and getting froyo and going shopping and Suzanne is like. Yes. This must be Dicky’s secret boyfriend. 
  •  the next family weekend or whatever, Suzanne demands to meet this Chowder boy who’s stolen Bitty’s heart
  • Bitty is both confused and mortified

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Seventeen Reaction to: Finding Your Sex Toy

S.Coups: ”Oh! What’s this?” He’s embarrassed and not sure if he should bring it up, in case you’re embarrassed. Although he does wish you had told him, he wishes more so that he could see you use it.

Originally posted by imaginesofkpopandthings

Jeonghan: ”Don’t be embarrassed! I’m an adult too, I understand. I have a toy as well. Do you want to see?” ;)

Originally posted by shownusgrl

Joshua: Internally, he’s a little hurt. He feels firstly, not good enough and secondly, offended that you didn’t tell him. But he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings so he grins and acts like he’s cool about it.

“Oh, what’s this? That’s cool. Great, even. Mad? Me?! No. I’m fine.”

Originally posted by jihanmeanietrash

Jun: Will act like he’s mad at first, only for his act to crack and he starts laughing. “Relax, I’m just kidding! I do wish you had told me but if you were too shy then that’s fine! Just know that you can tell me anything and I won’t ever judge you.”

Originally posted by performanceunit

Hoshi: Laughs at it. He’s not judgmental about it or thinks it’s weird. People have needs so where’s the crime in it? That won’t stop him teasing you though; “Hey, guess what I found today! ~”

Originally posted by visual-17

Wonwoo: Finds you immediately, staring you down and roughly pulling you close. “What is this? Did I give you permission to buy this? Don’t you know that I’m the only one who can make you feel good.”

Originally posted by leelchan

Woozi: Wants to act like he hadn’t seen it, to avoid the awkwardness of the situation. But you catch him as he’s running away, making him stop and laugh from nervousness. His entire face was as pink as his hair.

“Ahahaha, hello there. How are you doing today? Lovely weather we’re having. Haha.”

Originally posted by wonw00

DK: ”Oh, what’s this - Oh My Gosh!” Finds the situation so hilarious, down to even how funny the toy looks. “What’s with the weird shape? What are you into, Y/N?”

Originally posted by changkyu-n

Mingyu: ”Why don’t you show me how you use this?” He’s got no issue with the toy, and enjoys fantasizing about you using it, while he’s away.

Originally posted by itseventeen-hasmoved

The8: ”What do you need this for? Am I not enough?” Will probably punish you, with toys of his choosing, and teach you not to touch yourself without his permission.

Originally posted by hanwooz

Seungkwan: He’s so extra, like always. It’s not that he’s against it but he was just so shocked, to go looking through your drawer for a receipt only to find a dildo staring up at him.


Originally posted by wonnhao

Vernon: *pouty baby*

“Babe, what’s this for?” He knows exactly what it’s for but doesn’t like that he didn’t know about it. Or that he hasn’t had to chance to use it on you …

Originally posted by pledisseventeen

Dino: *smiles awkwardly*

“What is this?” It’s kind of a knock to his ego, as since his eighteenth birthday, he feels that he’s now a man. So why would you need that toy when you have him, an adult man, around?

Originally posted by mountean

Writing #4

Non-binary Sirius!
Sirius entered the common room. They could see comfortable sofas, armchairs and pillows absolutely everywhere, and a main fireplace. There were windows looking out on the grounds, and they could see the grass and flowers still sprinkled on the ground, and the lake they had just come through. Looking back into the room, Sirius observed portraits and books. Then they saw the two staircases.
Presumably, they thought, one leading to the girls’ dormitories, and one leading to the boys’…
“Hey!” a loud voice exclaimed, interrupting their thoughts. Sirius turned around to see James smiling widely and looking around excitedly. “I had no idea it would be this big! Look, there’s where we’re not going to do our homework, and that’s where we’ll plan pranks, and here…”
James’ voice faded as Sirius started to panic. There were TWO staircases. And they were NOT a boy, or even a girl.
Shit. Shit shit shit. They had never come out to anyone about who they truly were. What if they had to put on a huge fake smile and just go up the stairs to the boys’ dormitories with James? What if the stairs rejected them? Sirius had heard rumors about stairs turning into slides if you weren’t the right gender. The staircases to come up here were already hectic, so they were ready to believe anything. Even worse, what if they WERE allowed to go up? Would that mean… that they weren’t actually non-binary?
Fuck, now Sirius was questioning their entire existence. What if this was what people would think it was: just a phase, or a way to rebel from their parents? No. They weren’t a boy. And they weren’t a girl. They were… somewhere in between. They still hadn’t figured it out yet, but Sirius still cringed when people called them by he/him pronouns. This wasn’t the time to think about how much they hated that, though, because James was tugging on their sleeve and leading them to Remus and to the staircase.
“James, I- James…”
“What is it? Come on, I wanna go see the size of the beds!”
“I- I don’t…”
Sirius was looking around frantically, trying to find an excuse to extend their time in the common room. They were trying to smile as if everything was fine and they had just spotted something cool behind James’ shoulder, but James could see how worried Sirius looked.
“Hey, man, what is it?”
Sirius grinded their teeth.
“Um, well… don’t you want to go explore the castle first? Right, Remus?”
Sirius looked around James at Remus. Remus had seemed the sort of person they could trust, a kind individual who laughed softly and looked at everyone with a certain happiness.
“Uhhh… I guess?”
“Exactly! Let’s go- let’s go explore!”
“But, Sirius… Didn’t the headmaster tell us to go to bed?”
“Well, Remus, this’ll be our first bit of rule-breaking! Are you guys in?”
“Are you okay, Sirius?” James asked, concerned. “You look nervous about something.”
“Of course! I’ve just never gotten out after my bed time, is all!”
James and Remus exchanged looks.
Suddenly, Peter, another person Sirius had met on the train, showed up and planted himself in front of James.
“H-hey James! I heard we were in the same dorm! Wanna go see?”
“Yeah, let’s go see where we’re placed, Sirius, then we’ll sneak out,” James promised, then turned and started up the stairs with Peter. Obviously, the stairs didn’t reject them and they went up a bit further before sticking their heads into a doorway and loudly exclaiming.
“Wow! You’ve gotta come see this!” James called.
Remus, still downstairs, turned his head to look at Sirius for a second before yelling “We’ll be up in a second!” and grabbing Sirius by the bicep. Remus brought Sirius into a darker part of the empty common room and sat down on an armchair.
“What’s going on, Sirius?”
Sirius moved their eyes up from the ground but kept their head down. They rubbed their nose and ran their hand through their hair.
“Is it something about not wanting to be in a dorm with us? You can tell me, I won’t be offended,” Remus said as he took his turn at looking down at the carpet.
“No, that’s… that’s not it at all. I just, uh… I…”
They were going to have to tell Remus. With no preparation, no ideas on how how to break it to him, no courage. They had not planned on coming out this way at all. They just couldn’t do this, they couldn’t tell him about not being a boy or a girl. They were rocking slowly on the sofa cushion now, thinking this over, and a silence established itself. They could tell Remus was going to give them as much time as necessary to tell him what was wrong. But Sirius just couldn’t do it! They had only just met Remus and they actually didn’t really know what he was like. What if he had grown up in a homophobic and transphobic and everything-phobic family like theirs? What if he had opinionated retorts? What if he completely rejected Sirius? What if he told everyone?
Sirius had too many questions and too many doubts. They just couldn’t do this.
“I’m- I’m sorry. I can’t tell you right now.”
Remus was looking at them strangely. Sirius could almost see the cogs turning in his mind, trying to figure why they wouldn’t want to go up the staircase.
“Oh. Oh! Is it… I don’t know if you’ll find it’s weird, or offensive, that I thought this could be the reason why you don’t want to go up there, but… are you trans?”
Taken aback, Sirius looked up surprisingly. Their brows were high on their face.
“Um… that’s…”
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, oh my gosh. Uh- well- um, I’m sorry-”
“No, it’s… it’s fine… it’s just that that’s not exactly it…”
Remus’ naivety had saved them. He must have been brought up in a really positive and accepting family to assume that Sirius wouldn’t be at least disgusted by his assumption. Remus definitely hadn’t seemed grossed out himself at potentially having a transgender roommate, so wasn’t that a good sign? He had just seemed so worried that he had offended Sirius, not that there was anything offensive about being trans. Sirius was smiling now.
“No, it’s just that I- I’m not trans, I’m… I’m non-binary. I’m… actually not sure what I am, exactly, but I’m just- I’m not a boy. So… I don’t- I don’t know where to go.”
Remus was open-mouthed, but his expression disappeared quickly to be replaced by a warm smile.
“Oh. Okay, well, I just- I wondered if you were nervous for the same reason as me, because I’m- I’m trans and I’m really scared the stairs won’t let me up.”
They were both grinning nervously now.
“That… that problem is still there, though. And James and Peter are expecting us…” Sirius trailed off, and they both started panicking again about where they had to go, or if they even had beds for themselves.
Sirius picked at some strings coming out of the armchair they were sitting on. There seemed to be only two options: stay down here and wait for Peter and James to ask them a million questions, or try to go up the stairs.
“I don’t doubt that you’re a real boy, Remus, so you would be able to go up, but I’m… I’m not. There’s no staircase for someone that’s neither a boy nor a girl.”
All of a sudden, a voice “tut-tutted” behind Remus. Sirius looked up to see a portrait of a person wearing period clothing and a large hat, waving their finger.
“You just have to look for it, Sirius,” said the person in the portrait.
“I… who are you?”
“I’m Sarah. Unfortunately, in my time, I was not allowed to change my name, so people usually treated me as a girl, when I am not one. I was faced with this same problem when I came to Hogwarts, dear. The staircase reveals itself to those who need it, and it will offer you a choice: you can choose a special room, just for you, or you can choose a pathway to friends whom you know will accept you. I chose the staircase to my best friend’s room, and he ended up being… not who I thought he was. But Remus here, he’s a boy, and you already know he is accepting of any gender. He will be able to go up the boys’ stairs, and you will find the special staircase.”
Sirius was surprised. They had never heard of non-binary people in olden days. They would have to talk more to this Sarah to learn about their experiences.
“Where is the staircase?”
“I told you, dear, you’ll find it on your own, once Remus has left the common room,” Sarah said, and then they turned to Remus. “You’ll be able to go join your friends upstairs, sweetie.”
Sarah smiled warmly and promptly walked out of their portrait.
Sirius was still wide-eyed. A portrait had just directly spoken to them and told them what to do. The portraits at home just fired off curses and insults.
“So…” Remus smiled. “I’ll see you upstairs?”
“I… yeah, I… I guess.”
Remus put a hand on their shoulder and then walked to the boys’ stairs. He took a deep breath and climbed the first few steps. Nothing happened. He grinned, looked at Sirius one more time, and disappeared up the steps.
Everyone had gone up to bed now, and Sirius was alone. They looked around the room, trying to find a clue, but they didn’t have to search long before hearing a “click” between the two normal staircases. They turned around and saw a wall separating, revealing a small set of steps leading up to a source of light. Sirius gathered their courage and made their way to the other side of the room and up the stairs. The wall closed behind them.
They were in a small lounge, chairs and couches everywhere, and they could see an open door. Beyond that door was a room containing a few beds and a sink. Everything was decorated lavishly, and everything was clean and non-dusty, although this room didn’t seem to be used very often. But what caught their attention was another, spiralling set of stairs, leading up into the ceiling. They guessed that whichever friend they thought of, this staircase would lead them to them. Sirius was ready.
They concentrated hard on Remus, with his messy light brown hair and warm, amber eyes, and started up the stairs.

Boyfriend Samuel
  • cheeky
  • he’s a child but he acts like he’s grown most of the time
  • like smh sit down
  • would tell you cheesy pickup lines all the time just to make you flustered and for his pure entertainment
  • “are you from mcdonald’s because i’m lovin it ;)”
  • selfies, selfies, and more selfies
  • aesthetic couple selfies, to be exact
  • “y/n, come take a selfie with me!~” samuel would whine
  • when you refuse, samuel would sneak up from behind you and carry you all the way to bed and snuggle you, kissing you all over your face for a punishment
  • a lovely punishment that you don’t mind
  • and then sneak in an off-guard of you
  • “oh my gosh, my baby looks so cute in this!” samuel squeals as he stares at the off-guard of you in absolute adoration
  • would climb up a tree and fall off your balcony sneak into your room at night just to cuddle with you
  • great listener
  • always finds weird ways to cheer you up
  • like stick chopsticks up his nose
  • or dance to i.o.i songs
  • literally just anything random, he’ll do it just to make you happy
  • did i mention that he has a hUGE thing for your laugh and smile?
  • well, he does, and he LOVES and also LIVES to see your smile and hear your laugh
  • he once filmed a recording of you laughing and set it as his ringtone
  • loves to talk
  • literally
  • he never shuts up
  • you’d have to pull him into a kiss to shut him up
  • burrito dates
  • confident in himself 25/8
  • loves showing you off

Originally posted by stansamuel

Seventeen Reaction || Watching A Movie With Their Girlfriend And A Sex Scene Comes Up
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“This is weird watching it with you…”


*Looks at you to see how you react, biting his lip nervously*


“Ohhh… We should change the movie…”


“W… What movie is this?”


“AAaaggh! They’re going at it! Help my poor innocent eyes!”
*They ain’t so innocent but let’s leave him be*


*Stares, trying to act mature*


*Taken aback, but into it nonetheless*


“Oh my Gosh…”
*He starts laughing and feels weird about this situation*


*Takes the chance to move closer and put his arm around you, massaging your shoulder*


“Y/N! This is not a usual movie! What is the rating? You have to warn me earlier!”


*Freaks out, mostly because he’s worried how you react to it, if it makes you awkward*


*Puts his arm around you*
“Pull up on ya wacks with a mac fully loaded, girl”


*Turns off*
“… It was a reflex”


A New Chance

 Requested by anon:  Hi, can you please write imagine about Eric and Y/N? Y/N isn’t your typical Dauntless, she is great fighter and shooter, but she’s super shy. She has older brother, who’s Eric’s best friend. Y/N has a huge crush on Eric who loves to flirt with her and makes her nervous, because he knows about it.

 Pairing: Eric Coulter X Reader

 Word count: 1.036

 “Two options, (Y/N). Come with me and have fun or stay here and do nothing at all.” Kevin sits by your side on the couch, struggling to convince you to go to the Pit. Again.

 “I’ll take option two.” Sighing, you watch your older brother roll his eyes.

 You’re shy. That’s all. Most of the Dauntless like being loud and crazy, but you can’t get used to it. Maybe this is who you are. You rather stay in than go to the Pit and have everyone’s eyes on you just because you’re not dancing.

 “It’s hard to take you out.” Someone knocks and Kevin gets up and heads to the door. “Have you ever tried to make friends?”

 “Hello, Kevin. Trying to take her out again?”

 You feel your body freezing. It’s Eric again. You should try and get over him because he’s being your brother’s best friend since you came here one year ago. But no. Every time he comes here or when you bump into him in the corridors you feel those butterflies in your stomach.

 “Yeah. Guess what? She said no.”

 “I’m sure she’ll say yes if I ask.” Eric’s eyes lay on you as you struggle to take your eyes off him. “Would you, (Y/N)?”

 “No. I said I don’t wanna go and that means I’m not going.” You stand up, heading to the kitchen in order to run away from Eric.

 “I think she likes you.” Kevin whispers but you can hear every word he says.

 “You’re her older brother and you’re not even sure?” Eric giggles and you start feeling sick. How he knows? It’s not like you let him notice. Actually, you do your best to avoid him.

 “Well…” Kevin is thinking. He’s not very smart so sometimes he needs to take a break to put his thoughts in order. “(Y/N)! Come here!”

 Great. You didn’t see that coming. Taking a butter knife, you slowly walk back to the living room.

 “What? I’m going to make me a sandwich.”

 “Eric wants to take a small test. To see if you’re still as good as you were through the initiation.” Kevin playfully punches Eric’s shoulder, and you notice that Eric doesn’t like it a bit. “He’ll take you to the training room so you two can be alone. And take the test, of course.”

 Wide eyed, you stare at your older brother. You know he’s lying but you just can’t manage to say anything.

 “Let’s go.” You barely hear Eric calling you before walking out. You need Kevin to literally push you out your apartment for you to start following Eric.

 “Look, you don’t have to do this.” Quickening your pace to reach Eric, you swallow your fear. “My brother is an idiot and I bet you have something better to do.”

 “Actually I do.” He keeps walking fast, turning his head a bit to look at you. “And I always wanted to get to know you.”

 “This is going to be a long night.” You mutter to yourself, your heart racing in your chest.

 “I hope so.” You jump when you hear his reply.

 When you get to the training room, it’s all dusty and dark. Nobody cleans it when there’s no initiation. You slowly walk towards the targets, caressing the many holes in it.

 “Let’s fight.” Eric’s calls you, but you barely hear him.

 “I miss it.”

 “You miss what?” He comes closer, checking on the target as well.

 “The feeling that I could be someone else. Someone… new.” Your voice is no mere than a soft whisper, your fingers writing your name on the dusty target.

 “You are someone new.” Eric takes your hand in his and suddenly you’re both writing his name next to yours. “You’re an excellent fighter. You’re brave and I’ve never seen someone hitting the targets like you do.”

 “That’s not what my brother thinks.” Slowly you turn to face Eric, his eyes locked on yours. “He wants to throw me to the Pit so he can take a girl to his apartment but I never go to the Pit and… I’m just a weight on his shoulders and…” You get lost in your words thanks to the pain in your chest.

 “Well, I don’t mind you being shy. Why don’t you ask for an apartment?”

 “Kevin wants me to live with him. He thinks that our parents would want it to be like this.” Rolling your eyes, you stare at your feet. It’s weird, but a good kind of weird. Eric is better than you think.

 “Oh my Gosh. I really… ”Your brother walks in, wide-eyed. “Eric, how did you…?”

 You quickly turn to the door, waving at Kevin with red cheeks.

 “Kevin, I’ll ask for my own apartment.”

 “Why? I mean… It was Eric’s idea, right? I don’t know… Mom and Dad…” He comes close and you can notice that he’s confused.

 “Mom and dad aren’t here.” Eric looks down at you, a small smile on his lips.

 “Yeah…” Kevin spins around awkwardly, looking for the right words. “I hope you have a good… life? Oh my God, (Y/N), I know how our parents felt when we choose Dauntless.”

 “Kevin, I’m probably moving to the next corridor. Don’t freak out.”

 Eric takes my hand, making me forget about my brother. “Would you go out and have dinner with me? I promise we’ll pick an empty table.”

 “Uhm… You wanna go out with me?”

 “Yes. I told you I’ve been trying to get to know you.”

 “Are you for real? I mean… I’m a good fighter but I’m a couch potato.” You have second thoughts. The last thing you want is to disappoint Eric and ruin whatever this is.

 “Don’t worry about this.” Eric ignores you brother and slowly walks you to the cafeteria. “I’ve been trying to get to know you since I laid eyes on you.”

 “Don’t lie.” You mutter, looking at your feet.

 “You look beautiful when you blush.”

 Lifting your head to look into his eyes, you let out a sigh. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe this is the chance you’ve been trying to get.

 “Thank you.” You whisper, admiring Eric’s wonderful smile.

 “Anytime, (Y/N).”

Dirty Laundry - Peter Parker x Reader Imagine

Word Count: 2748

Warnings: angst feat. a pinch of fluff (but mostly angst)

Author’s Note: This month’s song (or technically last month… it’s for March) is Dirty Laundry by All Time Low. I’m so sorry this took a bit longer than planned, but I hope yall enjoy! The song is kinda about lying… (*coughs* Y/n? *coughs again*) so yeah, expect an argument about that :)

Lilly’s Imagine

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Lars: If I show up to this party with my families weird purple cake and with Sadie, everybody’s gonna know I love baking and everybody’s gonna know I love… (blushes) 

OH MY GOSH!!! He finally said he loves Sadie! Well close enough, it was about time!

Marinette accidentally picking up on Chat’s flirtiness and using it towards Adrien is my aesthetic

Like. One day she just sees him and she’s like “oh my gosh he’s so cute i love him.”

And she just casually winks at him. 

And she doesn’t even realize what she’s doing until after he looks at her weird. And she’s just like “WHAT AM I DOING AAA” 

And then one day he does something and she just is like “look at him he’s so darn cute I love him so much.”

So she smiles to herself and grabs his hand and kisses it.

And looks up at him and says in a very Chat way,

“My Prince~”

And Adrien’s like, ???

Alya is screaming

Everyone is screaming

Then Marinette realizes what she did and she’s just dead

And just.

I really need this

Astro Reaction: “Were You Waiting?”

Characters: Astro / Reader
Genre: Fluff
A/N: i couldnt think of a title excuse me xD


Myungjun (MJ):
He would have been out with one of the boys, probably Jinwoo, at a cafe when he saw you. He noticed that you keep glancing at your watch; two cups of coffee on your table. After half an hour, Myungjun sees you sigh, packing your things. You’d apologize to the waiter, who had been a bit annoyed with you. He recognizes the look on your face as embarrassment and immediately walks up to you, smiling.
“Honey~ were you waiting long?”

The two of you would get closer as time goes on, despite the fact that he wasn’t your date.

Originally posted by moonbinny

Jinwoo (JinJin):
Like Myungjun, he was at the same restaurant as you and had been for well over half an hour. Jinwoo would notice how you kept glancing at the door and would feel bad for you. You had obviously dressed up, expecting somebody; disappointment radiating off of you. He couldn’t deny you attractiveness, although he blushed a lot when one of the boys pointed out that he was staring. When you had been sitting at your table alone for an hour, he finally stood up and went to you.
“Hello, I couldn’t help but notice that you’re alone. Is this seat taken?”
This man boy would try to be smooth but would fail, stumbling over his words cutely. It wouldn’t take long for you to feel better after being stood up.

Originally posted by astrofantastic

Dongmin (Eunwoo):
Unlike his hyungs, Dongmin would actually witness you being ditched by your date. After watching your date leave, he would see how hurt and embarrassed you were. Upon noticing the amount of people who were staring at you, he’d walk up to your table, guiding you toward the exit.
“Forget him– let’s go get some coffee. I know this great cafe down the road.”
Although you’d be a bit wary when he walked up to you, you’d warm up to him after realizing that he was just being nice.

*i’m screaming omg eunwoo is a perfect human being i swear*

Originally posted by moonha

Bin (Moonbin): *am i the only one who was confused over his name*
When he walked into the restaurant with the boys, he wouldn’t immediately see you. He’d only notice you after they walked passed your table. Astro just so happened to sit behind you, so he was able to hear you talk when your phone rang. He’d eavesdrop without noticing, raising his eyebrows at your angry tone. When he found out that you were stood up he’d leave his own table, confusing the hell out of the boys, and sit across from you, smiling awkwardly.
“ It’s nice to meet you I’m Bin, but you can call me Moonbin.”
“Um, I–”

While you appreciated the thought, you’d probably send him back to his table after seeing how awkward and subtly stressed the boy was. Before you left, you’d ask for his number, claiming you wanted to buy him a drink in return for trying.

Originally posted by astroyals

Minhyuk (Rocky):
Honestly, Minhyuk went to the almost empty cafe because he had a bit of a headache and didn’t want to talk to anyone. His mindset would change when he’d notice you quietly crying at your corner table. Literally no one else was in the cafe except for a few workers behind the counter. Slowly, he’d walk to your table and cautiously sit down.
“Hey, are you okay? I’ll buy you a drink, what do you want?”
“It’s fine–”

After ordering two hot chocolates, despite your protests, he’d listen to your story. He’d do his best to make you smile, his headache the last of his worries.

Originally posted by parkminhyuksdf

He just wanted his burgers when he and the boys arrived at the fast food restaurant. He’d notice you sitting across from a guy who was on his phone. Sanha would probably be a bit weirded out; why were you so dressed up at a fast food place?? When he was nearly finished his burger, the two of you began to argue over the quality of your dates. After the guy dumped his drink on you, storming out, he’d make his way to you to ask if you were okay.
“Oh my gosh, that was so rude of him… are you okay? Wait of course you’re not okay, you just got a drink dumped on you–”
He’d get nervous and shy after realizing he walked up to an attractive af person, but he’d still be worried about you.

Originally posted by moon-hyuks

- admin jk

anonymous asked:

When s/o wears something that belongs to the 2ps

Ah, this was kind of vague, and I almost deleted this ask because of my anti vagueness rule

However, I kinda liked thinking about this one, so here you go

I typed out what his s/o wears and how he reacts to it

2P Italy: *half of his entire closet is just plain white button-up shirts, so his s/o decides to borrow one….he doesn’t really notice until he goes to kiss them, smells his own cologne on the shirt, and starts laughing and saying they’re adorable*

2P Germany: *his s/o steals one of his T-shirts with shitty jokes on the front (this one in particular says “I put the fun in dysfunctional”)* awWWWW BABE YOU LOOK SO CUUUUUTE COME HERE LET ME LOVE YOU *glomps them and doesn’t let go for like a year*

2P Japan: *they’re wearing his black hoodie that has a picture of three fried eggs on the front (…..three fried eggs. yeah.)* _____-chan, have you seen my phone—- uh, is that my jacket? Pft. How immature. You could have at least asked. *as soon as they’re out of sight, he starts squealing and flapping his arms around in a major fangirl attack because holy shit they looked adorable*

2P Romano: *they take an orange shirt with gold sequins on the hems* uh. babe. That’s cute and everything, but that’s really Not Your Color. Come here, let’s find something that will look better with your skintone…. *he drags them into his closet and forces them to try on dozens of different shirts until he finds “the right one”*

2P Prussia: *they put on one of his many plain, neutral-colored T-shirts* i-i-is that m-my shirt? You look…really cute……c-c-can I t-take a picture of you? pLEASE? *it’s the cutest thing he’s ever witnessed*

2P France: *they borrow a blue plaid button-up shirt and he doesn’t really notice until they sit kind of near him…..then he starts sniffing around* hey, what the fuck is that smell? ….I think it’s coming from your shirt…. wait…..is that mine…..? Um, I gotta go— *he runs off to take a shower and do some laundry*

2P America: *his s/o takes a plain white v-neck* awwwwwww dollface you look adorable—– *he goes to just give them a quick peck on the lips but then “accidentally” ends up making out with them for like an hour*

2P Canada: *basically every shirt he owns is a red plaid button-up shirt, so his s/o takes one of those* …..is that my shirt? heh. You’re weird. *quickly gives them a kiss on the cheek, then tries goes back to what he was doing, but he keeps glancing over to his s/o*

2P England: *they wear one of his clip-on bowties* POPPET OH GOSH DIDDLY DARN AREN’T YOU JUST THE CUTEST THING THAT EVER EXISTED OH GOODNESS COME HERE LET ME KISS YOU PLEASE *gives them a gentle kiss on the cheek, then continues to gush about how cute they look*

2P China: *they steal his black hat* awwww kittennnnnnnn come here let me HoLd yOu awh you look so adorable hahahha okaypleasemarryme *hugs them and kisses their neck*

2P Russia: *his s/o puts on his red scarf. he thinks it’s immature but adorable, but instead of Showing Affection, he just awkwardly points out random facts* …..That’s my scarf. You have my scarf. You’re wearing my scarf. My scarf is red. And you’re wearing it.

Big Spoon

Request: Can you do a ross butler imagine where he meets his girlfriend family but you don’t have to write that situation just later on when it’s night time and everybody goes off to sleep and him and her are in her old room and he’s stressed-out/appointment bc he feels her fan didn’t like so she like comforts him and hold him, she being the big spoon for the first time and they just fall asleep? Sorry this is so weird oh my gosh

Requested by: anonymous.

Pairing: Ross x Reader

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by riverdalesource

You laughed, opening the door to your room with Ross trailing behind you. After months of dating, he finally met your parents and you were so happy. You thought the night had gone wonderful, and walking into your room you bid your mother goodnight (you were staying the night) and shut the door.

Immediately, despite the smile that been on your face when with your parents, you frowned and turned to Ross. He looked sullen, as he saw on your bed with a sigh. Shaking your head, you frowned further and narrowed your eyes. “What’s the matter?”

His sad eyes turned to you and you narrowed your eyes concerned. He sighed; “your parent’s me.” You gasped, shocked that he could think that. You’d thought the night had gone great and couldn’t understand why he’d think that. Shaking your head, you walked towards him, straddling him and grabbed his face so he was looking directly at you.

“Why would you think that?” You asked softly.

He sighed again, placing his hands on your hips tiredly. “I don’t know.”

“Then there’s nothing to worry about. My parents love you and I would know, i’ve known them all my life.” You smiled cheekily, making him laugh slightly and you grinned proud. Getting up off his lap, you grabbed his hand pulling him up and pulling him down to lay on the bed with you.

“Cuddle with me.” He nodded, and laying him down first, you cuddled him. Strangely acting like the big spoon, “what are you doing?” He asked, laughing softly as your small body tried to wrap around his much larger one.

“Being the big spoon.”


oh my gosh, every time he goes up he looks at the camera!! SO PRECIOUS (part 6 of those weird videos of sportacus exercising while staring into your soul)

and he also did this sorta thing in 1993!!

at 1:48

GOT7 reacting to you (as gf) having a weird laugh

[A/N: Thanks for 200 followers!! I seriously really wanna give you all a warm hug in person because I really did not think anyone would like these reactions. If you’re ever bored, send me a message so we can get to know each other better and talk about how great GOT7 is ;) ]

Jaebum: Whenever you laugh, he first gives you a judgmental death stare. But he’s kidding of course. He then hugs you from behind and you just laugh together. You contagious laugh always causes him to brighten up, no matter how awful of a day he was having.

Originally posted by leader-jb

Mark: He thinks your laugh is the funniest thing in the world. As soon as you start laughing at something, he’ll start laughing just because you’re laughing. When you finish laughing, you always ask him, “What was so funny that you were laughing at?” Mark never fails to reply, “you.” 

Originally posted by jincicles

Jackson: He loves everything about you, and your weird, contagious laugh is definitely included. When you laugh at something, he jokes about it, saying “Oh my gosh! Are you okay? Are you dying? Choking? Should I call the ambulance?” He giggles at his own joke and starts laughing himself, and he you end up sounding like a pack of laughing hyenas.

Originally posted by tenthousandmilesforwhat

Jinyoung: Whenever you laugh at something, he never fails to imitate it and then pinch your cheeks, saying, “Wow, everything about you is a little weird.” When your laugh turns into a frown, he says, “Aw, y/n, I didn’t mean it like that,” and does a funny dance to show that he was just joking around. Though he teases you about your laugh, he loves that most about you. Whenever you spend time away from him, he always thinks about and misses your laugh.

Originally posted by parkmyjinyoung

Youngjae: He’s not one to judge you for having a strange laugh, since we all know his laugh isn’t any less strange. Whenever you laugh, he starts to laugh as well and you both end up in a laughing fit. The neighbors may have called the police on you a few times because they thought your loud laughs were cries of pain.

Originally posted by mjbm

Bambam: Whenever you laugh, he gives you a weird face as if he thinks there’s something wrong with you. It takes him about twenty seconds to realise you’re just laughing. He then starts laughing as well because he thought you were dying or something.

Originally posted by bambamsbabe

Yugyeom: He thinks your laugh is the cutest thing. Whenever you laugh at something, he can’t help but smile at you because of how your laugh lights up your whole face and brightens the mood of everyone around you. He often gives you a light kiss on your cheek while you laugh.

Originally posted by yugyeom

The Walk

Well, I have a few reasons for this.

One is that I submitted it to rouge and she never posted.

Two is that it’s already been up in my Wattpad account.

So I’m posting this here now.

Gonna skip The Dream Part 2. It’s not really related to our plot.

But soon. I promise. The Dream Part 2 will come.



Snazzy rubbed his eyes and stretched. Does Xahji’s family do this often?

It’s too early for a morning walk.

He yawned as he left the bed. Xahji already went to the bathroom a few minutes ago.

“Hope she comes out soon.” He said to himself.

Just then, Snazzy heard a knock from the bathroom.

“Huh?” He wondered.

“Snazzy, do me a favor please?” She called out.

“What is it, Xahji?”

“Can you…. Um….” She fiddled with her fingers in the bathroom, blushing a bit. How will she tell him anyways?

“Can I what?” He asks her.

“Ne-nevermind.” Xahji shouted. What ever favor she was gonna say, she didn’t continue.

“Ok. Call me again if you need me.” Snazzy shouted back.

Xahji went back to the shower. She doesn’t want to ask him that anyways. It’s too embarrassing. If he knew…. He might leave her.

The thought alone scares her.

Snazzy sighed in impatience because Xahji has been in the bath for 5 minutes since she called. He sighed again.

“What’s taking her so long?” He murmured to no one in particular.

And just on time, Xahji opened the bathroom door.

Still in robes.

“It’s your turn, Zee.” Xahji looked at the side.

“S-sure.” Snazzy answered back and walked past her to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Xahji has already finished putting on her clothes.

“Xahji?” Goth knocked on the door. He’s holding clothes of some sort.

“Y-yeah?” Xahji immediately answered. She opened the door to reveal her brother with a scowl on his face.

“Give this to him.” He handed out the clothes which Xahji took.

“Your old track suit?” She asked.



“He would need clothes to use in running.” He told her.

“Oh. I’ll go give it to him.” Xahji was gonna close the door but Goth’s hand stopped her from doing so.

“G-goth?” She asked, looking up at him. “Anything else?”

“Nothing just…. Hurry up, ok?” Goth told her, his voice back to it’s soft tone.

“Ok.” Xahji nodded and closed the doors. But when she turned around, she saw Snazzy out already but with no clothes on. Only the towel wrapped around his waist.

“You’re done?” She asked him.

Snazzy blushed a bit. He’s not so used to showing his bare ribs to a girl.

“Zee?” Xahji tilted her head a bit to the side.

“Um…  Y-yeah. I’m done.” He answered quickly.

“Good. Here you go.” She handed him the clothes that Goth gave her.

“T-thanks. Who gave this?” Snazzy took the clothes from Xahji.

“Goth did. He wanted me to give this to you so you have something to wear.” Xahji smiled.

“This is the second time he let me wear his clothes.” Snazzy stated.

“Yeah. He must trust you a lot.” Xahji looked at the side.

Xahji just don’t get it. It’s impossible for someone to trust a person they hate before that easily. Maybe because Snazzy saved her?

“Xahji?” She snapped back ro reality, Snazzy shaking her a little.

“I’m fine. Now go get changed.” Xahji told him. Snazzy nodded. He headed to the bathroom again to change.

She looked around noticed that the clothes he had on yesterday were nowhere in the room. Except for his jacket that is on the bed.

‘His jacket is still here atleast.’ Xahji thought.

She took the jacket. She sat on the bed and buried her face on his jacket.

She can still smell the scent of Snazzy here.

The smell was addicting. Almost like a drug to Xahji. She inhaled it again to smell more. But she had to refrain. She has to stop before Snazzy sees-



Snazzy was at the bathroom doorway, fully clothed. Xahji blushed brightly as the atmosphere had gone very awkwardly silent.

“Sna-snazzy I-” she started but he cut her off.

“No, no. I understand. You love my jacket and you wanted to smell it so sure. If it comforts you, go ahead.” Snazzy said, looking at Xahji, blushing a bit.

“N-no, that wasn’t my intention! I-I just…” Xahji stood up, still holding the jacket in her left hand. “I’m sorry you had to see that.” She looked down in shame.

The room became silent again. Snazzy sighed and walked over to Xahji.

“I’m not judging you, Xahji.” He held her cheek with his left hand while his right hand slowly slided down her arm.

“Y-you’re not?” She assured. He must be joking, right?

He gripped the jacket in her hand. She noticed of course so she let go. She’s still blushing from the closeness.

He gulped and slowly, he was closing the gap between them.

Not until Geno bursted through the door.

“Hey, kids! Ready for our morning…. Walk?” His enthusiasm faded a bit on the last part.

“Dad!” Xahji pushed Snazzy away by the face.

“Were we interrupting something?” Palette peeked from behind Geno.

“Palette?! What are you doing here?” Xahji wondered.

“Goth invited me. It’s not like this is the first time I walked with you.” He told her.

“Y-yeah but still.” She said.

“You didn’t have to push me, y'know.” Snazzy rubbed his face.

“S-sorry, Zee.” Xahji apologized.

“What is he doing here?” Palette asked Reaper.

“Oh! He’s Xahji’s boyfriend!” Reaper said, smiling.

“But didn’t he ma-” whatever Palette was gonna say, Goth stopped him.

“He what?” Geno asked.

“Oh, nothing dad. Palette thought he was someone else.” Goth reasoned. Palette looked at him. Goth let go of him.

“I see. So, you two ready?” Geno asked.

“Yep! Totally ready.” Snazzy nodded.

“Let’s go, then.” Goth led everyone out, holding Palette’s hand, of course.

On the way out, Xahji held onto Snazzy with the same bear grip she had last night but this time, he holds onto her as well. Both of them are still anxious about what happened.

Everything was going well until Xahji saw a familiar alley.

Her face suddenly turned pale at the sight of it.

“Xahji?” Snazzy questioned when she stopped.

Her parents, Goth and Palette also looked at them.

“Something wrong, sweety?” Reaper talked and approached them.

Xahji felt flashbacks of that horrible feeling. She felt helpless and scared. She hated it.

Tears started running down her face. Snazzy noticed and recognized the alley immediately.

Snazzy quickly hugged Xahji and patted her back to calm her down.

“What’s wrong, Xahji?” Geno asked.

He just recieved silence as an answer.

“What’s wrong with her?” Geno asked Snazzy instead.

“This is the place where…. Last night…. Happened….” Snazzy looked at Xahji with worried eyes.

“Oh… I see… We gotta change our normal route next time, Hon.” Reaper told Geno.

“I agree.” Goth told them. “If it’s for Xahji.”

Snazzy nodded.

“Let’s continue then.” Palette informed everyone. “We don’t want to stay here, do we?”

“Sure.” Geno told him.

They continue their walk. With small chats and conversations. Nobody actually expected 'them’ to suddenly fall down the sky.

“So, are there any routes that we can use to avoid that alley?” Goth asked his Mom.

“Yeah. We can go through B street and turn left at Point X then turn another left on Shawn intersection. Then we will be back to our original route.” Reaper pointed at the map he is holding.

“Great. The walk may be shorter but at least we can be home sooner.” Geno told them.

All of them agreed.

“What do we do with Snazzy though? I’m pretty sure Xahji won’t let him out of her sight.” Palette looked back at Xahji and Snazzy who were talking to each other.

“You have a point.” Goth nodded.

“Hm…. What about-” Palette started.

Geno stopped him. “Wait.” Everyone stopped walking, even Xahji and Snazzy.

“D-dad?” Xahji asked.

“Do you hear that?” Geno asked everyone.

“Hear what?” Snazzy started to take a defensive stance.

There was a moment of silence until they heard someone screaming?

“M….. A…. Mo…. A…ay…. Move away!” They all looked up to the sky and saw someone in white falling. It looked like a white monsters of some sort.

“The heck?” Snazzy raisee his eye brow. Soon enough, the white is starting to become more clearer.

“G-gothy..? What’s that?” Palette asked, pointing at them.

“I… Dunno…” Goth answered back.

The person kept screaming. It was becoming clear that it was a skeleton.

They were too weirded out so they all stepped aside.

The unidentified falling person closed his eyes and prepared for impact.

Gladly, he floated, his just about less than an inch above the ground.

He let out a sigh of relief but…. Someone else fell on top of him.

“Pal, get off me!” The one with the white coat and red scarf said.

“Ok, ok. Just wait!” The other one said, wearing a hat and scarf with a paint stain said.

“Oh my gosh! Are you ok?” Geno asked, approaching the two people who just fell from the sky. He gasped though when he saw their faces.

“Y-yeah, we’re fine….” He rubbed his skull and looked up to see the shocked faces of everyone.

The two were also shocked to see them.

“Ummm…. Geno…. I-is that….” Reaper pulled on his husband’s sleeve.

“B-but… That’s impossible… Right?”

“Um…. I didn’t want first impressions to be like this, Goth.” One of the boys said to his partner.

“What…. A-are those two….” Goth stepped back as he looked at their children counterparts. “Us????”

“Technically… Yeah.” The younger looking Goth shrugged.

“I’m too weirded out by this.” Xahji murmured, hugging Snazzy.

“I think all of us are.” Snazzy replied.

It took a full minute of staring at each other before someone finally screamed of shock and horror.


I just noticed how ooc i made these characters from their orig counterparts.

Whatever. It ain’t canon anyways.

But hey! Look who arrived!

Two dopplegangers of a cheerleader and a librarian! Yay!

I’m kinda excited to finishing the next part now.

Ehehe~ Ehehehehe~ EHEHEHEHEHE >:3

Characters belong to
Palette - @angexci
Goth - @nekophy
Geno - @loverofpiggies
Reaper - @renlink
Xahji - @azzyloraaandkanto
Snazzy - @anrez-op-skele
Cc!palette, l!goth, naj!reaper, naj!geno and naj in general - @blogthegreatrouge

I can't help falling in love

It began, as many things do, with a tweet.

Any plans for meeting the infamous @Y/N anytime soon? I hear she’s been obsessed with your work

Gosh, I wish! You think anyone would notice if I ‘casually’ bumped into her?

It didn’t feel earth shattering, in that moment. You hardly even paused. You responded before you had a chance to think.

No need. I know a guy who may be able to set you up.

The next time your phone buzzed, it alerted you to five new private messages.

Were you serious? Because I happen to know the best burger place in all of New York

That is if, if you like burgers. Do you like burgers?

What am I kidding, who doesn’t like burgers.

I think they have sandwiches there, just in case. You know, if you don’t like burgers.

Oh my god, I’m gonna stop talking now.

You hit respond.

I love burgers. It’s on.

And that, of course, is what led you here, three blocks from the Richard Rogers, waiting patiently for one Lin-Manuel Miranda to show up.

“Gosh, I’m so sorry i’m late. There was a problem at the theatre-”

He stopped short. Eyes wide, mouth open slightly, he stared at you for a minute before shaking his head, seeming gaining his composure, and sitting down slowly.

“You’re pretty. I mean, I know you’re pretty. You’ve always been pretty. I’ve seen you before. Not in like, person. That would be weird. You’ve never seen me before. It’s just, you’re so. Wow.”

He trailed off, face heating. You spent a moment taking him in. Slightly hunched posture, flushed face. Eyes bright and beautiful, watching you carefully. You smiled, shaking your head.

“You’re fine. I’m itching to try these burgers. Someone told me they were New York’s finest.”

He smiled, and just like that, the tension was broken. You spent almost two hours in that tiny booth, snatching fries off the others plates and telling stories.

He was the fastest friend you’ve ever made.

Someone tell @Y/N to take a break. She’s been writing for three hours!

He had attached a picture of you, bent over the piano in your apartment, pencil in hand. You smiled at the tweet, before calling out to the man on the couch.

“I’ve got a deadline, Mister. Not all of us have six years to finish our work.”

“Maybe I would have finished faster had I had a dashingly handsome, terribly hungry best friend waiting on me.”

You shook your head, before standing slowly, and held a hand out to the man in front of you.

“Come on, Mr. Handsome, lets go. Burgers are calling my name.”

The internet, understandably, had a field day with your newfound friendship.

From: Mr. Handsome
The internet thinks you’re pregnant again.

To: Mr. Handsome
Darn. How will we break the news to them?

From: Mr. Handsome
You may want to do it carefully. I worry they might take it rather hard.

It was almost scary how quickly he became a permanent fixture in your life. And an even more permanent fixture in your home.

Hearing the front door unlock, you glanced over to see the door swing open, bearing a tussled brunette, whistling softly.

“I got milk while I was out. Did you finish the laundry?”

“Yeah, the last loads in right now. You hungry?”

“I was thinking burgers for dinner tonight,” he said, winking at you, before setting the bags in the kitchen, and joining you on the couch.

Lin rested his head on your lap, and you looked down at him, marking your place in your book, and closing it gently.

“Tough day?” you whispered.

He looked up at you then, smiling softly.

“Nah. I just missed you.”

You didn’t find it necessary to tell him you’d missed him too. From the look on his face, he knew.

You were never the most observant girl. So when you woke up, one morning, Lin’s head on your chest, you started to wonder when the two of you had gotten so…. domestic.

“Lin,” you whispered, shaking him softly.

He opened his eyes then, and rubbed the sleep out of them.

“You’re gonna be late for work,” you said softly, giving him a light push.

He glanced at the clock then and, muttering a string of curses, the hands around your hips pulled away, and he was up, shoving on clothes, and hurrying to brush his teeth.

It took you a moment to realize you missed them.

“Which one do you like better?” you said, gesturing to the dresses lying on the floor.

“The blue one. Why, do we have plans?”

“No, Daveed’s taking me out to dinner, remember? I think he might be vetting me,” you said, laughing.

It took you a moment to realize Lin hadn’t responded.


He looked up at you then, but his eyes were distant.

“Sorry. The blue one, for sure. He’ll love it.”

Something was wrong, but whatever it was, Lin wasn’t telling.

You spent the whole night missing him.

“Come on, come dance with me.”

“Absolutely not. Why do you think I never went into theatre?”

“Dance with me and i’ll take out the trash.”

“You drive a hard bargain, Mr. Handsome. It’s a deal.”

It shouldn’t have surprised you. Something was changing, slowly but surely, and you had felt it for months. But when it came, it hit you like a ton of bricks.

“I’ll wash, you dry.”

You nodded, grabbing the plate in front of you, and wiping it clean. It always surprised you, how easy is was to just be there with him. Neither of you spoke. Neither of you needed to.

You looked over at him, and it was instantaneous. Some people take years to fall in love, but with Lin, all it took was easy silence. Maybe you’d loved him for months. You didn’t know. You didn’t care. You didn’t even kiss him. He washed, and you dried. It was as simple as that.

It ended with a date. An almost date, and one too many drinks.

“That guy over there keeps staring at you. Should I touch your boobs or something?”

You laughed then, loudly and suddenly, and he smiled back at you. Then, eyes darting left, his arms unwrapped themselves from your waist.


The word was short, and utterly unreadable. You took a step back from Lin, and smiled at the newcomer.

“You care if I step in?” Daveed asked, question pointed at Lin.

His jaw twitched, but he shook his head. He stayed standing there a moment, eyes roaming over you, before seeing something in your expression that made him wince. Without a glance behind him, he left.

“Sorry about that,” Daveed said, leaning in, “he’s always been a bit possessive. How long have you been dating?”

He took your hand then, spinning you around, and began to dance. You looked for Lin, but you couldn’t find him in the crowd.

“We’re not dating.”

He raised his eyebrows.

“You might want to tell him that.”

You smiled then, and he spun you again.

“Do me a favor. When he comes back, tell him I asked you out.”

You shot him a look, quizzical, eyes questioning. He just smiled, and without another word, carefully let go of your hands.

“Go. Find him.”

You went

You found him outside, knees against his chest, sitting on the cement outside the bar.

“Did you have fun?”

He didn’t seem angry.

“He asked me out.”

His head shot up then, eyes scanning yours frantically. Not angry, then. Terrified.

“What did you say?”

He sounded calm, but you could hear the panic in his voice. You bent down, mouth against his ear.

“I told him I was a little too in love to bother with another man right now.”

You pulled back, searching his expression for disgust. It never came. Eyes wide, mouth open, he reminded you almost of the boy he had been that first day you met him, blushing across from you in a tiny booth, in the greatest city in the world.

He didn’t speak. He didn’t have to. Hands buried themselves in your hair, and before you could blink, his mouth was on yours. Your fingers clutched at his shirt, desperate almost, but your mouths were gentle. Slow. This was it, the moment where it all began, but tonight? You had all the time in the world.

Did I say it ended with a date? It didn’t. It began with one.

Astro Reaction: to you fangirling over them

MJ (Myungjun) :

Originally posted by papajinjin

He’d come home becoming immediately confused, usually you’d come running to the door to hug him but today you hadn’t. That’s when he would hear some music coming from the living room. He would enter confused but chuckle as soon as he saw you. You would be dancing to one of Astro’s songs, often making comments about how great of a person he was - beautiful, caring, and adorable. You wouldn’t notice him until he came up next you to and started doing the same, that’s when you’d get embarrassed and begin thinking of an excuse but he would just peck your lips, silencing all your words.


Jinjin (Jinwoo):

Originally posted by astrodaily

He would have already known that you were a big fan of his. He’d heard you singing in the shower to their songs and noticed how excited and happy you got whenever they released new music or preformed. It made him glad that you enjoyed their music and appreciated their hard work. He wouldn’t tease you if you ever ended up fangirling in front of him, he’d just watch you smiling and laughing and maybe sneak in some pictures because you were just too cute.


Eunwoo (Dongmin) :

Originally posted by chailatteu

At first you were embarrassed to show this side of you to him. Although he had known that you were always a fan, he had never seen you act super excited. That’s because you would always reel in any outbursts you felt.  However one day he would come to see you as a surprise and find you watching a fancam of him dancing, making comments on how great he was and how much he had improved. He wouldn’t be shocked by this but be thankful, that you were one of his biggest supporters. He’d definitely give you a back hug and tell you to show him that side of you more often.  



Originally posted by astrodaily

He’d fangirl with you, over himself and even the other members, you could not stop him. Sometimes you two would be doing your own thing and just to annoy you he would fangirl over what you were doing ‘Oh My Gosh! She holds the pen so well!!!’ When he does you’d hit him on the arm, he’d accept it and move on. But honestly you would never feel weird about fangirling in front of him he accepted it – accepted you entirely.

Rocky (Minhyuk) :

Originally posted by angstro

He loves seeing you fangirling. Whenever you fangirled he would instantly smile because to him it was a kind of compliment. Whenever you squealed watching him dance or recorded his shows just to watch him preform, they were all loving acts he really appreciated. Although he may get embarrassed if you were to do it in front of someone else, he would never get embarrassed of the action itself. He loved it and you too much.



Originally posted by mxnbin

This child would one hundred percent begin imitating you. Not to annoy you or make you mad, but because inside he was really happy that you were such a big fan. If you ever made any comment or action that even slightly implied ‘fangirling’ he would immediately copy you, raising his voice up a pitch and exaggerating his actions. At first it annoyed you a little, but after a while you realised he just did it because of his love for you. If you ever fangirl over something or someone else though, watch out.

Just because I like timetravel a little too much

“When there’s trouble you know who to call~” a voice came floating down the hall of Titan Tower. “From their tower they can see it all!” The voice certainly belonged to a young child, everyone was sure of that. Cyborg’s sensors guess an eleven or twelve year old girl. “When there’s evil on the attack, you can rest knowing they’ve got your ba- what?” The girl, she looked like she might be Tamrannian due to her glowing green eyes, froze. Robin was the only one visible from her position at the moment, and he was perched on the back of the couch, with a Birdarang out.
“Who’re you and how’d you get here?” He demanded.
“Uncle Damian?” She asked, confused. “You look different. Your skin’s too light and your face looks like the old pictures of Papa.”
“Who’s Damian?” Robin replied, eyes narrowing.
The girl looked lost. She looked so confused. “Uncle Dami, I know Grandpappy said not to use our real names while we’re in our costumes, but why don’t you remember me?” Pure distress was in her voice.
“I’m not named Damian, who are you?” Robin growled, just as confused as she was.
“But-you’re Robin! The last person to wear the Robin costume was Uncle Dami! I know he’s Flamebird now, and works in Blüdhaven with Papa when he’s not trying to convince Grandpappy to stop fighting, but I would’ve heard if there were a new Robin!” She argued. “Who else could you be?”
“Her emotional wave length is surprisingly similar to yours.” Raven muttered. The girl paused, listening. “And, oddly, Starfire’s.”
“I must be hearing things…” the girl shook her head. “If you’re not Uncle Damian, why are you in a Robin costume. That mantle has been mostly retired for years now.”
“Listen, kid,” Robin said-“
"Mar'i.” The girl interrupted.
Robin blinked, “What?”
“My name is Mar'i Grayson.” The girl crossed her arms. “If you’re going to patronize me, at least use my name.”
“Grayson?” Robin murmured, and shook his head. “Listen, Mar'i, I don’t know where you’re from, or how you got in here, but you don’t belong in here, this place is for Teen Titans only. And at that, only our Western branch uses it.”
Mar'i paused, eyeing the boy as if she were assessing him. Then, something clicked. “Ah!” She clapped, excitedly, floating a little before falling back to the floor, feet thumping solidly. “I remember this story! I’ve gone back in time!” She squealed, happily. “This is so cool! Crashcrashcrashcrashcrash! Yippeee!” She flew around in a tight circle, before returning her focus to Robin. “Remember how I said your face looked like the old pictures of my papa?”
“Uh…” Robin nodded, concerned. “Yeah, why?” His eyes were flicking around the room, behind his mask.
“Well, you probably are! Oh my gosh, you’re still Robin, that means you haven’t met practically anyone! Ahhh!” She shrieked excitedly. “This is so crash!”
“Why do you keep saying ‘crash’ like it means 'cool’?” Beastboy asked.
“Gar!” He got tackle hugged. “You look so adorable when you’re my age, oh my scones, I need a selfie with you!” She pulled out a weird looking computer like device, and snapped a picture with a camera facing herself and Beastboy. “Sweet!” She cheered. “And as for why I use 'crash’ and 'cool’ interchangeably, blame Bart! He’s the one that started it.”
“Wait, wait, back up.” Robin said, “I look like old pictures of your dad, and you’re a time traveler. Are you somehow my future child?”
“Probably! Your reaction to my last name was also a good clue, Papa!” She giggled. “This is so cool! Ah! Miss Rachael! Can I get a picture with you too?”
“If you don’t hug me, fine.” Raven agreed.

Mar'i had gotten pictures with all of the Titans who were there, and was now sitting around the kitchen island with them. “So, you’ve heard me tell you the story of your trip to the past, how do you get home?” Robin asked, sitting directly to her right.
“You never told me that. I asked, and you’d lean in real close, tap my nose, and tell me that I’d have to find out for myself. Then mama would laugh, and ask for help with Bynny and Brucy who are always getting into some sort of trouble. Especially now that they’re growing out of their toddler stage, and Brucy-boy has learned to fly.”
Robin paled. “Say what?”
“Don’t worry, Bynny seems to be completely human, which is a little odd, considering that she looks the most like mama.” Mar'i shrugged, calmly. “I have pictures if you want to see them.”
“I-um-I-okay?” Robin agreed.
“Cool!” She when to her photos, and clicked on one, then made a motion over the screen, and it projected into the air, it was a gorgeous Tamrannian lady sprawled on a beanbag chair. A short man was curled into her side, he looked like he might’ve been an older Robin. In their arms there was a sleeping girl with her mother’s auburn hair, and a little black haired boy cracking open an eye as green as Mar'i’s to blink at the camera.
“Whoa, how’d you do that?” Robin asked, momentarily more interested in the tech, then he did a double take at the photo. “Is that Starfire?!”
“Mmhmm!” Mar'i agreed. “Aunt Babs and the Wests call us the Starlings. Grandpappy and Alfred also do, sometimes. Or the Grandbats. Although, that includes little Freddie, Aunt Bab’s Jim and Gordon, and us three.”
“Freddie?” Robin repeated. “Who’s kid is Freddie?”
“You don’t know that Uncle yet.” Mar'i shook her head.
Cyborg raised a hand, questioningly, from the other side of the island/table, drawing their attention. Robin looked rather pale. “So, you’re Star and Rob’s future kid, but you make it sound like you weren’t the first addition to Rob’s family. Who was?”
“Well, we have to discount Aunt Babs, since she was both part of the family and not since before Papa, but then, I supposed the first addition after Papa would be Freddie’s dad. He’s not always the best person, but he tries to do good by us, and by the public. Just… not always in a way Grandpappy agrees with.”
“This is just weird.” Robin shook his head, “I don’t tend to talk about home much around here.”
“Friends, I am home!” Starfire called. Mar'i closed out the image, or at least pulled it out of the air. “I would appreciate help putting away groceries!”
All the Teen Titans surged up to go help her, leaving Mar'i at the Island. The groceries were put away rather quickly, quickly enough to leave Mar'i floating in confusion, as her stool had been knocked over.
“Oh, new friend?” Starfire asked, hopefully, upon noticing her. “Wait, are you Tamrannian?”
“Only half, technically, but I seem to have gotten all of Mama’s powers.” Mar'i chirped. “I’m Mar'i Grayson, nice to meet you, Koriand'r!”
Starfire stiffened. “How do you know that name?” She asked. “No one on Earth knows that name.”
“Well, I’m not from this time,” Mar'i said, tacking a Tamrannian word on the end of the sentence, beaming.
“I am your- you are my- how? With whom?” Starfire asked, blushing as much as Robin had paled.
“With Papa, duh.” Mar'i chirped.
“Wait, Grayson?” Beastboy suddenly realized. “Like, the Flying Graysons?”
Robin turned to blink at him, confused and still looking like volcanic ash. “Aren’t you a little young to remember them?”
“Yeah, but, we had a bunch of their recordings around the base of the Doom Patrol. Rita was a cousin of someone who married in, and she had no idea what happened to the survivor, her cousin’s son.” Beastboy shrugged. “She said that if I found him, to call him my cousin, because she adopted me.”
Robin stiffened, expression suddenly distant as the color slowly returned to his. “Oh.” He said.
“I guess Papa’s your cousin then! So, does that mean I can call you my uncle, like Aunt Babs is my aunt?” Mar'i asked.
“Who is your Papa? And who is this 'Aunt Babs’ of which you speak?” Starfire inquired, tilting her head.
“Aunt Babs is Oracle!” Mar'i flew in an excited circle at that. “Sometimes people think she’s my second mom because she’s so cuddly with both my parents!”
“That sounds like Babs…” Robin muttered, distractedly. Then he did another double take, “Wait, Oracle? That is not the name I know her under!”
“Well, the last Batgirl was Aunt Steph, who isn’t really part of the family, even less than Aunt Babs, and she switched back to her first name almost a decade ago.” Mar'i said. “But, Grandpappy said that Bynny could be Batgirl if Freddie took on the Thrush mantle, but they’re still really little.”
“Wait, is Robin your Papa?” Starfire asked, still blushing.
“Yup!” Mar'i chirped. “He is!” She twirled a little, excitedly. Robin and Starfire both fell over.
“Ah, there you are, kiddo.” A man in the Flash’s uniform came out of the wall. “Come on, it’s time to stop freaking out people who live in the past.”
“Okay, Bart.” Mar'i said. “Are you my ride home?”
“When am I not, miss Grayson?” He teased, bowing a little. “Come on, rumor has it my cousin is supposed to visit soon, and I don’t want to confuse him too much. Let’s go.”
Mar'i made a noise of affirmation and held up her arms. The strange Flash scooped her up. “Bye, guys, meet you in a few years!” He added, and was gone.
“Well,” Raven said. “Today was certainly interesting.”
No one could argue with that.