oh you two give me so many feels

anonymous asked:

RFA + V and Saeran react to overhearing MC's family scold her because they despise who she's dating? Maybe they think they aren't successful and responsible enough or not loyal or trustworthy or feel like MC deserves far better than what she's getting our of them? Specifically I'd like to see Saeyoung's reaction given his insecurities.

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RFA + Saeran and V finding MC’s family disapproval


  • “Sweetie, I just think he’s playing with you.”
  • He heard that coming from your father when you two were washing the dishes in the kitchen, Zen noticed you two forgot a plate and was bringing it to the kitchen.
  •  “And what makes you think that, dad?” “Well, he’s handsome, I bet he has tons of women running after him. Maybe famous women? What makes you think he won’t dump you for some famous actress? He’s a public figure, honey, his image is everything. Plus… he sounds shallow like that.”
  • Shallow? Zen could deal with being called narcissist, workaholic, but… shallow? He was sounding shallow to your father?
  • He wanted to walk into the kitchen, maybe subtly, maybe not. He wish he had some really witty and smart statement to give so your father would realize he wasn’t just image
  • And he was about to step into the kitchen when he finally heard your voice: “If he sounds shallow, maybe you didn’t pay attention enough to what he was saying, dad. Have you listened to his story? His problems with his family? The way he struggled when he started his career as an actor? Have you heard when he told you how much he loves me and how guilty he feels that we’re still not married? Come on, dad. Either you weren’t listening, or you don’t know what shallow means.”
  •  “But, honey…” “His family is broken enough, dad. Let’s not break ours too just because you’re seeing Zen as just another actor, not as the man I chose to share my life with.”
  • Zen could almost cry right there. How did he manage to find someone who can see so deep inside him? Yeah, he definitely likes being known for his looks, but the fact you see beyond them is really overwhelming.
  • When you two are saying goodbye to your father, he gives a firm handshake to the man.  “I hope we can spend more time together, sir.”
  • “I would like that a lot. I see you have a bike, what brand is it?” that goodbye turned into a long conversation about bikes, which was super boring to you, but seeing them bonding was worth it.


  • “I honestly thought it was a joke when you introduced him as your boyfriend, sis.”
  • He heard when you and your sister were in your bedroom trying to find something for you to wear, Yoosung accidentally spilled wine on you.
  • “Shut up.” “No, I’m serious! What are you thinking, MC? He seems like a teenage mama’s boy. Look at what he did to your shirt, he’s so clumsy and… nerve-wracking! You’ll have to play his mommy all the time!”
  • Well, it’s not like he haven’t thought about himself like that before, but listening when it comes from another person, that person being someone who grew up with you hurts a lot more.
  • His first instinct was head out of there without anybody noticing he’s gone. But… then your sister would be completely right.
  • “He just spilled wine on me because his spatial notion is still a little compromised due to his eye. Have I told you he hurt his eye trying to protect me, sis? And yeah, he’s still a little nervous because he doesn’t know my family too well, but your hostility definitely won’t help him calming down. If you’ weren’t such a bitch, maybe you would have noticed by now he’s an amazing smart man that makes me really happy.”
  • “You just called me a bitch because of that guy?” “I did, just so you know how serious I am about him, to the point I’m fighting with my favorite person in the world.”
  • Well, he’s glad he didn’t run and stayed to listen to this. You made him sound like a really cool reliable guy, the type of man he’s trying to be for you.
  • After you and your sister go back to the living room, she makes sure to sit next to you two. “So wait… you asked her to be your pre-girlfriend before you got together? Oh my God, that’s so adorable…”
  • Then you two kept squealing over that photo of his with the roses, and though he’s super embarrassed, he couldn’t help feeling a little smug when your sister said ”Huh, I wish my boyfriend were like this.”


  • “She seems a little cold, MC. Are you sure she really likes you?”
  • She heard when you and your brother were setting the table while she was talking to your parents in the living room, she decided she needed to help as well.
  • “Ugh, don’t even start, bro.” “I’m not saying this to be an ass! Come on, MC, she’s so formal! She’s almost like a granny, you’ll get bored if you stay with her! This if she doesn’t dump you first, she seems cold like that.”
  •  You warned her about your brother’s brutal honesty, but this still felt unexpectedly hurtful.
  • She was really trying to loosen up, and she honestly felt she was doing a good job, at least next to you and to your friends, maybe she wasn’t and people close to you were feeling she wasn’t real about your relationship?
  • “She’s been working her ass off on a very strict company basically since she graduated, she’s still learning to loosen up. You would have noticed this if you weren’t so desperate about finding something to complain about my girlfriend, as you typically do.”
  • “Jeez, MC, calm down! I’m just worried for you.” “I appreciate it, but you’re the one boring me right now, let’s end this before I stop feeling bored and end up getting angry.”
  • She can’t help feeling this warmth growing inside her. Knowing that you are willing to fight for her like this is amazing! Not only because she never had that before, but also because it’s you.
  • Your brother decides to talk a little more to her. “Whooooa, so you’re a judo blackbelt? That’s awesome! You gotta teach me some moves!”
  • Well, giving this guy an ippon after he pissed you off would satisfy her more than she cared to admit.


  • “Are you sure this is a healthy relationship, honey?”
  •  Your mother asked you when you two were making dinner while he was setting the table, as you asked him, but he didn’t know where to find the forks.
  •  “What do you mean, ma?” “I mean, he seems so intimidating and, everything is happening so fast, you barely know each other and are already engaged, he seems very intense, for that matter.”
  • Well, he was indeed very intense, but… intimidating? He never wanted to come across as intimidating, not to you, not to the woman who raised you.
  • Was he intimidating you to the point you were feeling pressured to get married?
  •  “Mom, I know what you’re trying to say. He’s not like dad, okay? Yes, he is very intense, just because he never had the chance to express his feelings like all of us do.“
  • “Well, your father wasn’t good at expressing feelings either, then he expressed with actions…” “Ma, Jumin would never hurt me, emotionally or physically. I know you might be thinking I’m on a cycle, that I have daddy issues, but… just give him a chance, okay? Let him prove he is nothing like my father.”
  • He was really sad for you and your mother. Two amazing women were suffering due to a man’s behavior, this was awful in so many levels…
  • He walks into the kitchen, pretending he didn’t hear a thing. “Why don’t you just rest while MC and I cook, maam?”
  • “Oh wow, what a gentleman… nothing like her father.” He smiled genuinely, neither of the women were feeling intimidated by that smile.


  • “Your mother and I think you deserve better.”
  • Your father says when you were helping him changing a light bulb, Saeyoung decided to help when he heard this.
  • “Why would you think that, dad?” “Sweetie, he’s a train wreck! He’s immature, irresponsible, you told me how rude he acted with you. How can you be sure he won’t start pushing you away again?”
  • Of course he knew how immature and irresponsible he was, but he never really thought about what if he started getting snappy to you again. He promised he wouldn’t, but… was he good at keeping promises? Ask his brother.
  •  If he had any good sense, he would walk away and pretend he didn’t listen to any of this. He was already immature and irresponsible, he didn’t need o be nosy as well.
  • “He just pushed me away because he was worried and pretty sure he would die at any moment back then, dad. He was scared, he’s been scared his whole life! Have I told you what kind of hell he and his brother grew up at?”
  • “Sweetie, it still doesn’t justify…” “It does to me. He is scared and willing to change for me, I know that because I trust him. Can’t you trust the man your daughter loves? Not even a little?”
  • Well, if you asked him anything with that tone, he would oblige without thinking… ugh, you’re so sweet, so lovely, so caring… he can never push you away again! Not right now his life is so great with you and his brother, but it isn’t perfect, since your parents don’t like him…
  • “I’ll be honest with you, son. I still don’t trust you, but my daughter does and she never failed her judgments, that, and only because of that, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.” You looked at him and smiled.
  • “Thank you, sir. I’ll prove it will be worth it.” Not so immature and irresponsible right now, is he?


  • “MC, listen to me, this guy is trouble!”
  • He heard this through the baby monitor when you and your sister went to check on her son.
  • “Why are you saying this?” “MC, he is… creepy! Are you dating him to punish dad? Look at him, he looks like he’s on the edge of a mental breakdown! Are you sure you want to play his nurse forever?”
  • He wasn’t on the edge of a mental breakdown! At least not now… at least not since you came along, but there were a few says, though…
  • Your sister is so right! He’s so weird and creepy, he doesn’t deserve you at all! Why did he even think he could handle trying to be normal and do normal things with you?
  • “I’m not playing his nurse! I like to help him because I love him, and he had mental break downs in the past, you would have too if you were locked up and forced to drugs after growing up with an abusive mother. All he needs is support and a loving family, not this… judgment from you!”
  • “MC, calm down, I was just…” “I know you’re concerned, but focus your concern on helping me give him what he needs. If you have nothing else nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
  • Saeran didn’t hear any of this, he hid in the bathroom when you two left the bay’s bedroom and kept talking as you walked into the living room.
  • Then you two heard the baby crying through the baby monitor, but he quickly stopped, you two found it odd and went to check on him.
  • He was fine, Saeran was holding him. “Am… Am I doing this right?” Making yours and your sister’s heart explode from sweetness? Yep, he was doing this right.


  • “What are you even thinking dating this guy, MC?”
  • Your brother asked you when V went to the toilet, he got lost and tried to get back to ask your brother where was it, exactly.
  • “What do you mean?” “I mean, he’s an old blind man, MC! You’re wasting your youth with a guy like this, he won’t be able to keep it up with you!”
  • V already thought about it, yes, you were so young, did you really need to take such a responsibility by dating him?
  • And that coming from your brother, who sounded so worried… he hated being a burden and provoking this arguing between two family members…
  • “He’s just one year older than you, so chill. And what century are we in? Do you think just because he’s blind, he’s not able to have a normal life? Dude, we’re planning a trip to Italy for my birthday, I think that’s pretty normal, don’t you?”
  •  “MC, take I easy, I’m just…” “You’re concerned, but you don’t have to.  He’s pretty good by himself, and he’s independent, he doesn’t need me, yet he wants me, and I want him, so there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
  • He needed you, maybe not to do things for him, yes. But he needed you because he loved you, and he was so happy that you were so sure about him not being a burden.
  • You were saying goodbye, when your brother said: “I’m sorry, dude.”
  • “If you want to apologize, apologize for stressing her out. As for me, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to bring you a gift from Italy as a peace offer.”
SF9 reaction to their gf being really cuddly


He would love to cuddle you after a long and tiring day. That would be actually his favorite part of a day. When it would be extremely hard day for him, he would lay with you on the couch, hugging you tightly to his body without saying a single word because he would know that you understand everything anyway. In this comfortable silence, you two would probably fall asleep on the couch and wake up the next day.
The first time you would hug him randomly when he is with his members, he would be super shy. Like super shy. But then he would get used to your random cuddly side and honestly it would feel weird for him without it. He would probably became that cuddle one in relationship.

Originally posted by sf9fantasy


Okay, let’s say it. He would be sooooo confused at first. Like he wouldn’t know what to do. “Should I hug her back? Is she okay? Maybe something happened? Why is she hugging me all of a sudden?” But when he would realize that you are always that cuddly, he would be completely fine with it.
With members in the same room, he would awkwardly hug you back, trying to avoid their attention. Then it would become something natural to him so he would automatically react to your cuddling, without even thinking.

Originally posted by fy-sf9


Honestly I think that the first time you would hug him completely randomly he would get startled and jump a little. “Oh my god Y/N! You scared the heck out of me!”Hehe, sorry ^^;”. After that he would probably get startled a few more times, causing you to be more careful with your hugs. This little cutie would be fine with cuddling any time you want, so don’t worry!

Originally posted by kingrowoon


Oh man. He would love it! He would have that cute big smile on his face and hug you back instantly. He wouldn’t care if there are members or not. Your hugs would be his favorite thing on earth so he would be okay with ignoring everything else just for you. After a tiring day he would cuddle you so long and talk about everything that happened. He would fully accept your cuddly nature and show you his soft side during your daily cuddling. Of course, it couldn’t be without any “I’m a better cuddler and you know it” or “We both know that you love my hugs more than anyone else’s, just admit it”.

Originally posted by notmylane


This little cinnamon roll would blush. Hard. Doesn’t matter if it would be with members or without, he would be soo shy. Like he would hide his red face in palms, not sure what to do. But then he would shyly hug you back trying to hide his small smile. So cute.
With other members around he would prefer holding hands than cuddling. He would like to enjoy your warmth without other people around. But he would suddenly become super cuddly every time he would be stressed. It would help him calm down and think about stressing situation again with a fresh mind.

Originally posted by dailyjuho

this gif is killing me tbh


This cute giant, oh man. Just like Dawon, he would love your cuddling nature. And when I say he would love it I mean he would absolutely love it. He would be so happy that you are like that because he loves cuddles sooo muuchh. Seriously you two would be glued to each other. Before sleep? Cuddles. Lazy Sunday? Cuddles. Break during their training? Cuddles. Shopping? Cuddles. I’m serious. It would look like you two have a little contest “who will hug another person more times”. It wouldn’t matter for him if it’s in public or not, he would still cuddle you to death. Like a giant teddy bear. Your arms would be his favorite place on earth.

Originally posted by dangchanhee

you see? cuddling machine


Dang, this boy would love to cuddle you in public. I feel like he would be a little bit possessive type, so it would show the world that you are his. He would have this little cute but cocky smile on his face every time you initiate it. He would love to have you by his side, feeling support and love through your countless cuddles. That would be a definition of heaven for him. Especially after hard dance training or super stressing day, hugging you would take all bad thoughts away and calm him down. He would find his own peace in your warmth.

Originally posted by sf9

so rude


I think that he would be shy about it. He would have a big blush on his face while asking if everything is okay. He wouldn’t know how to react, he would probably stand like a stone for the first time, not sure if he should say something or do something.
He would absolutely love cuddles with you when you two are alone but he would be more cautious with members around. He would prefer them not to see him with his girlfriend in such situation. He likes his privacy.

Originally posted by sf9stolemyheart


Just like Hwiyoung, He would love every time you hug him, but he would prefer to avoid attention of other members. He would be sure that they would mock and annoy him to death because he’s a maknae. He would show you love in many different ways and leaving cuddles for later, when you two would have a time for yourself. That silent moment when he finally embrace you in his arms would give him this feeling, that he is not alone. The feeling that you’re real.

Originally posted by kangchaneee

Hello everyone! It’s my first reaction ever, so sorry for mistakes ^^
Hope you like it!

Oh, and by the way I decided to change my admin nickname from Little M to Boo, because that’s actually how my friends call me ^^

Have a wonderful day!

~Boo (Little M)

Ice Cream

So many of you guys requested a part two for “Intentions,” so here it is!
Hope you guys like it xx

Title: Ice Cream
Pairing: Harry Hook x reader
Summary: Harry interrupts an ice cream trip between you and Ben and is determined for his intentions to finally be fulfilled
Word Count: 1,238
Warnings: food mention, mild sexual tension but nothing legitimate
Notes: be sure to read the first part here  

Your name: submit What is this?

            "How many more times do I have to thank you?“ Ben complains. "I already bought you ice cream.”

           "One, you always buy me ice cream,“ you answer, happily taking a spoonful of the cold treat. "And two, Harry’s still annoying me, so I expect many more thank you’s.”

           "You called?“

           You don’t even need to feel the hook gently brush against the underside of your chin to know it’s Harry, but of course, he does it anyway. You roll your eyes as Harry pulls up a chair beside you and puts his arm around your shoulders. Ben just gives you a stern look, silently telling you to be nice.

           "Hi Harry,” you grumble, shaking his arm off of you.

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“Open Heart” - Raphael Santiago

Originally posted by deityfanboy

(not my gif)

REQUEST: Raphael has a huge crush on (Y/N) but (Y/N) is always hanging out with Magnus because they are close friends and Raphael gets angry.
(the gender of the reader wasn’t specified so (Y/N) can be either a female or a male.)

(Y/N) had spent the day with her best friend, Magnus Bane. They had known each other for centuries. They were both warlocks and they had been close friends for the longest of times.
“What’s that annoying noise?” Magnus asked.
“It’s my phone, Magnus.” (Y/N) rolled her/his eyes.
“Why does it keep ringing?” Magnus asked, slightly annoyed of modern technology.
(Y/N) picked up her/his phone from the table and looked at the now missed calls.
“It’s Raphael.” (Y/N) stated.
(Y/N) and Raphael had met a few months ago. They both knew Magnus and they met at one of his popular parties. (Y/N) wasn’t surprised to see a vampire at Magnus’s parties but she/he was suprised to find out that both the vampire and the warlock were actually friends.
“Raphael? Since when do you fancy vampires?” Magnus smirked.
“Even you can’t deny that Raphael is really hot.” (Y/N) winked.
“So you do fancy him!” Magnus declared, still smirking. “Do you plan on calling him back?”
(Y/N) looked at her/his phone for a minute, hesitant to call the vampire back while being at Magnus’s.
“I’ll just stop by the Hotel Dumort later.” (Y/N) replied.
Although she/he was really eager to see Raphael again, she/he wanted to spend some quality time with her/his best friend – who was spending more and more of his time at the Institute to flirt with his shadowhunter boyfriend. (Y/N) had found it hard to hang out with the high warlock of Brooklyn for more than ten minutes.
“But right now, I believe with have some catch up to do.” (Y/N) said as Magnus handed her/him another cocktail and before they started to discuss Magnus’s love life.

Later on that night, (Y/N) had stopped by the vampires’ household like she/he said she/he would. It was dark outside, but (Y/N) noticed a shadow moving behind her/him. When she/he turned around, she/he already knew who she/he would come face to face with and a smile appeared on her/his face.
“Raphael. Hi.” (Y/N) said.
But (Y/N)’s smile slowly vanished at the sight of the angry-looking vampire.
“Is everything all right?” She/He asked, frowning.
“Yeah, how could you possibly know when you turn down my calls?” The vampire said, rather angrily.
“I didn’t turn down your calls, I simply missed them. I was with Magnus.” (Y/N) explained.
“Magnus, huh? Seems like you spend all of your time with him.”
“Actually, I haven’t-”
“Are you two dating? Is that what this is? You’ve spent centuries together and you don’t feel the need to let anyone else in you life?” Raphael spat.
(Y/N) frowned at the vampire’s reaction.
“Magnus and I are just friends.” (Y/N) said, defensively.
“Oh, ‘just friends’, really? Is that all it is?” Raphael asked, sarcastically.
“Actually, no. He is my best friend.” (Y/N) replied. Raphael’s anger was giving life to her/his own. “You’re right. Magnus and I have lived through many centuries together and he is the only person who hasn’t let me down.” (Y/N) clenched her/his jaw.
“So that’s why you won’t open your heart to anyone? Because Magnus is the only man in your life and you want it to stay that way?” Raphael almost shouted.
“I have opened my heart to someone else!”
“Oh, right. And who’s the lucky boy?” Raphael asked, bitterly.
“You, idiot!” (Y/N) shouted. “I have opened my heart to you! But you’ve been so blind with jealousy that you can’t even see it!” She/He added.

There was an awkward silence for a minute, Raphael and (Y/N) both standing still and staring at each other. The anger seemed to dissolve rather quickly from Raphael’s bloodstream as he realised what (Y/N) had just confessed to him. Without wasting any more time, Raphael gently grabbed (Y/N)’s cheeks and pressed his cold lips on hers/his. As he did so, (Y/N)’s anger vanished instantly and she/he kissed the vampire back with passion. After a while, (Y/N) broke the kiss in need of oxygen – unlike Raphael for whom breathing was highly overrated. They both stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds, admiring the beauty that was standing before their eyes.
“I will take great care of it, I promise.” Raphael said, his hands still resting on (Y/N)’s cheeks.
“Take care of what?” (Y/N) asked, breathlessly. She/He had forgotten every word they spoke before the kiss, it felt like none of it mattered anymore. But her/his heart pounding in her/his chest made her/him feel like it might explode with joy and excitement.
“Your heart. I will take great care of it. You won’t regret opening it to me.” The vampire explained.
(Y/N) smiled at Raphael’s words and kissed him again as she/he realised she/he couldn’t get enough of his soft lips pressed against her/his own and the feeling of his touch on her/his bare skin.

(Y/N) had opened her/his heart again. She/He had opened her/his heart to the boy standing before her/him. And, although she/he swore to herself/himself that she/he would never do such thing again in fear of getting hurt and having her/his heart ripped off of her/his chest again, it was so worth it to take the risk.

#51 Milkshake and Concert Tickets (Harry Styles)

Summary: The one where Y/N makes killer milkshakes, and Harry is a little sad.

Snippet: “You know, I make an awesome Belgium chocolate milkshake which is amazing for heart breaks,” I looked up to meet the eyes of the cafe girl wiping glasses. 24/7 this cafe remained open, this girl looked around my age, was it even safe for her?

“Who said I had a heartbreak?” I asked, keeping my voice a little different. I wasn’t in shape to be Harry Styles just this moment.

“It’s killer for midnight blues even,” She said, stocking the glasses back on the shelves.

“It’s extra calories.”

“You’ll burn em,” She laughed. Did she know who I was? I was glad she wasn’t focusing it on that, at least.

“I’d love one.” I saw her work around the shop. Putting one scoop of ice cream, then another, milk, then sugar - I’d need an extra session at the gym tomorrow.

“There you go,” she placed the heavenly looking glass in front of me. God, it’s amazing.

“It’s good,” I nodded. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” She took a seat at the counter and opened her book. Something something…empire.

“What is that book about?” I asked.

“Oh, Britain and its colonies.” She said, taking a sip of the coffee in her glass.

“Of how great it was?” I laughed.

“How it became great by ruining everything else,” I shut up.


“Harry, I don’t know what happened. I don’t know what happened to me. It just..happened. And, I’m so so ashamed of myself.” This is how I was still awake at 4 AM. I’m confused if it was an involuntary decision of accepting to meet her in a coffee shop after midnight or there was something left between us.

“Please say something, Harry!” I tried to get myself incognito. I figured the black hoodie and the track pants hid me and my emotion burning inside pretty well in the mirror. “I know you’re mad at me. I know you hate me right now. But,” I wanted to hit her. I wanted to take her to the top floor and push her from there. She did the same to my heart. “It wasn’t technically even cheating, Harry,”

“How many types of cheating are there? You had your tongue pretty much down his throat, his hands on your bare ass, both naked. That pretty much is cheating.” I tried controlling my tears. Crying wasn’t good, crying made you look weak. It didn’t matter if you thought that maybe crying was relieving, refreshing, the world saw it as weak. She saw it as weak.

“We weren’t even together, Harry!” Fuck. Of course. Because I didn’t ask if she’d be mine officially. All the dates, messages, late nights, kisses, fuck.

“Why are we having this discussion then?” I asked. Before she could say anything else, “Just go.” She is leaving. Last chance. Should I? Would I want to stop her? …No.

This is the fourth one, Harry. The last one had a problem with the term girlfriend, the one before that with fame, the one before that found me too available. Shit, shouldn’t bang my head on the table. It hurts now.

“You know, I make an awesome Belgium chocolate milkshake which is amazing for heart breaks,” I looked up to meet the eyes of the cafe girl wiping glasses. 24/7 this cafe remained open, this girl looked around my age, was it even safe for her?

“Who said I had a heartbreak?” I asked, keeping my voice a little different. I wasn’t in shape to be Harry Styles just this moment.

“It’s killer for midnight blues even,” She said, stocking the glasses back on the shelves.

“It’s extra calories.”

“You’ll burn ‘em,” She laughed. Did she know who I was? I was glad she wasn’t focusing it on that, at least.

“I’d love one.” I saw her work around the shop. Putting one scoop of ice cream, then another, milk, then sugar - I’d need an extra session at the gym tomorrow.

“There you go,” she placed the heavenly looking glass in front of me. God, it’s amazing.

“It’s good,” I nodded. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” She took a seat at the counter and opened her book. Something something…empire.

“What is that book about?” I asked.

“Oh, Britain and its colonies.” She said, taking a sip of the coffee in her glass.

“Of how great it was?” I laughed.

“How it became great by ruining everything else,” I shut up.

With half my drink down, “Can I ask you something?” She looked around wondering if there was anyone else she was talking to.

“Sure,” She closed her book.

“Why are you working so late at night? It’s not exactly very safe.”

“Before you get any ideas, I will warn you that I’m a black belt, and I can slap real hard.” She said with a straight face and then giggled. I took a deep breath, smiling a bit. Could she see, under my hoodie? “Well, I was free this month because my UNI gives time off for writing my dissertation. So, I took the night shift and changed my sleeping schedule.”

“A lot of trouble for a night shift?” I questioned.

“It pays more, and I needed the money,” She smiled.

“Paying for the UNI?” I asked. I was seriously blessed.

“Umm no,” She shook her head. “Parents got that covered. It’s for my own interests.”

I smiled, taking my hoodie off, watching if her smile changed. It didn’t, “Tell me more,” She laughed.

“Well, you see there is a concert this month, and this girl at school, she can’t go, and she is selling her ticket. I want to buy it. But, I just feel too guilty asking my parents to pay £150 for a concert ticket so, I plan to use my daily pocket money and then, cover up my daily expenses from this job. I will actually come out with more money in the end so, it isn’t a bad deal.” She said, the last thinking more to herself.

“The concert is that important?”

“It’s my dream! I’ve waited seven years to see him perform live. In person live, cause Media just doesn’t do it. It’ll be my first big star concert as well. Plus, he is a brilliant performer so, this late night is worth it.” She looked at me with big eyes of excitement, “Do you want me to make you another one?”

I looked at the glass. A double extra lesson at the gym it is, “Yes, please. It is magic.”

“I told you.” She got working.

“So, when are you writing your dissertation?” I asked.

“I’m trying to in the afternoon and the evening. Unfortunately, London made me a morning person, but it’s all about habit. I have all my material set now, so I just have to get typing.” She kept talking while making the milkshake. It was 5 AM.

“Hello, could I get to Cappuccino’s to go, please.” A lady came in, and I put my hoodie back on.

“Of course, late night flight?” She asked.

“A little too late. My husband’s fanatic as well. Three hours before the flight is mania!” The woman laughed.

“Oh no,” The girl shook her head so, easily conversing with strangers. “I have an uncle who took us five hours before, and the flight got delayed. Your husband is an angel!”

“Five hours! What did you do?” She asked.

“Oh, we ate and talked. Do look for the sleeping benches. They’re located closer to the boarding area. We discovered ‘em too late. There you go, two Cappuccinos!” The lady gave her the money, and some extra tip in the jar.

“I will look for the sleeping chairs first!” the woman laughed.

“Have a safe flight!” The girl waved, so cheerful at 5 AM. “Your milkshake is almost ready! What were we talking about?”

“It’s your first concert?” I asked, shocked a bit.

“Oh yeah! You see, not technically cause, I have gone for the local bands before, but this one is the huge one. I always found the ticket money too obscene. Back home and, here as well. I just can’t give this one up.”

“It’s a dream,” I remembered as she placed the second glass in front of me.

“It is!” She went back to washing everything and keeping it in place while I devoured my shake. “It is like one of those things that you know is too expensive, but you just can’t let it go. Not that I couldn’t afford it,” She was talking a bit to herself too, “but, my parents are paying an obscene amount for College, and it is my post graduation, and then living in London isn’t cheap. And, it’s my obsession. I can’t waste their money on it. If it was my money, it was money well spent, but it isn’t. I’m hoping it’s worth it, at least. He is said to be an angel on stage.”

“Who is this person you’re talking about? Ed Sheeran, umm who else is performing -”

“What time is it?” she looked at the clock. “5:30, well my shift gets over at 6 so, if you want another shake, tell me now!”

“What do you put in this shake? It’s so calming.” I leaned my head back. My heartache seemed to just escape in this ecstasy.

“It works for me, as well! It’s the chocolate, I feel!” She laughed.

“Oh wait, let me pay up since, you’re finalising accounts,“I said, taking out my wallet and giving her a card. She didn’t say anything after she saw my name even. I hardly had such interactions these days.

“There you go,” She gave the card back.

“You know working at night isn’t so bad either. You get to know so many stories. Just yesterday, I had this old woman who came in with a picture of her husband. She ordered for two butterscotch ice creams and kept one for herself, and one in front of the picture. She told me that this was the only memory she had of him that she could remember. Late night butterscotch ice cream to make the memory a little clearer. Like wiping a foggy glass with every bite. I write stories, it’s what I want to do in future as well. You find something new every night.” She smiled, with a dreamy look on her face.

“I really hope that concert is the best night of your life,” I said. Finding a sudden calm to my heart as well.

“I hope too. He never disappoints. I hope it is as magical as that milkshake,” She said with a look of positive belief.

“I’m not late! I know I’m not late!” The door banged open, and we both turned to see an older woman coming in.

“You’re not! You still have five minutes!” The girl laughed.

“Oh thank god! And please sleep when you get home! And, quit the job at the studio! Or quit this one! I’m worried about you! When do you sleep, when do you study! It’s LSE, you can’t give them shit. And when do you eat!” The woman kept talking to herself as she went inside.

“You work two jobs?” I looked at her with wide eyes.

“Just this month, it’s an expensive ticket!” She shrugged smiling.

“You study at LSE?” I asked.

“Yep.” The woman came back, “I’ve set everything to go, so there is not much to do. The truck will arrive in a while so, you’ll have to restock.” She picked up her jacket and her bag. “Are you sure I can’t get you anything else?” She asked, again and I just shook my head. “Well, it was lovely meeting you!” She nodded and walked off.

“Hey!“I called out as she pulled the Cafe door. "You didn’t answer my question.” She frowned, tilting her head, “Who is the artist?”

“Oh, I just served two magical milkshakes to him. Lovely meeting you, Mr Styles!” She smiled and closed the door, behind her. I took a seat, just shocked.

“Y/N” Maria called me as I entered the shop for my night shift. I hope I didn’t screw anything up since my last work boss was cross with me today. “That guy you like, Harry Styles. He dropped this letter for you. Asked your name and everything. Two girls sitting here went absolutely crazy and then, I realised.

Shocked and a little ecstatic, I took the envelope from her hand. It was in his official paper and his handwriting!

Dear Y/N,

Attached behind are two concert tickets, front row to my show here in London.
I hope you have more magical nights in this city, just like that milkshake. I’ll take care of this one.

Thank you for ‘em,

Please tell me what you think about this?




The wrong number || Ch.3

Originally posted by jeniiiiii-7

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Genre- Angst

Description- You get jealous on seeing Jungkook with another girl. You are not ready to admit it; apparently you never get jealous.

Word count- 1,210

It had been a month since you and Jungkook started talking. Yet, you weren’t sure what your relationship status was. Was it just friends? You assumed so, though your flirting was on another level. You weren’t sure what to call it.

He was often busy, so it made it difficult for you two to talk, however you both tried. He would call you on any free moment he had, and had a habit of messaging you goodnight before you went to sleep. You had to give it to him, it must have been difficult coping with celebrity lifestyle. K-pop stars probably had it worse than people in any other industry. 

You were busy clearing up the tables as people exited the restaurant. You wanted to call Jungkook, but he had probably not even awoken yet. It seemed as though everything was working to keep you two apart, however you fought through it anyway. The more you talked to him, the more your heart hurt knowing the fact that you may never get to meet him, never actually feel his presence. You were even more scared imaging what would happened if your parents found out you were talking to him. You knew they would never accept it.


It was your break time, which you were thankful for. You decided to stay in the restaurant and sat down at one of the seats next to the window. You enjoyed looking out of the window, watching the world go by, it took your mind of your stresses.

It was an hour later so you thought Jungkook might be up now. You were bored so you decided to video call him. You two did this often, despite the fact you were always reluctant and claimed you were ugly- which he told you off for- and replied saying he was uglier; which made you want to hit him.

You pressed the video call button. You were surprised at how long it was taking him to answer, until it came on. He was holding the phone at a low angle and was talking to someone. You couldn’t make out clearly who it was, but you saw a curtain of long hair near his face. You knew it was a girl. You squinted your eyes to get a better view, she appeared to be leaning next to his ear, her long feminine fingers on his shoulder. You felt a bubbling sensation in your stomach, tingling in your cheeks. He moved the phone towards his face; the woman had disappeared. 

You suddenly changed your mind and no longer wanted to talk to him. You felt coldness flush over your body. 

“Hi!” Jungkook said, he sounded cheerful. You bit the inside of your bottom lip. 

“Hi.” you answered coldly. You didn’t know what had happened to you, but seeing him so close with another woman had sparked something inside you, and whatever it was you didn’t like it.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” he asked, the cheerfulness dropping from his voice. He must have caught on to you. 

“What’s wrong? Nothing’s wrong, I’m fine- I’m good.” You answered trying to create bounce in your voice and forced your mouth into a smile, which just made your face hurt.

“Something is wrong, I know it.” You knew he wasn’t going to give up. You breathed in deeply. However, you just couldn’t get it off your chest, you wanted to know who that girl was.

“No, everything’s fine… who was that you were talking too?” You tried to keep your voice at an average volume, and not give away what you were feeling.

“Oh, her! You saw? Yeah, she’s just a friend.” He answered.

Just a friend? A friend that he was that close with. You didn’t believe it, he wouldn’t let just any woman come near him like that.

“Just a friend, okay, are you two close?” You asked all emotion gone from your voice. He laughed nervously.

“Why are you asking so many questions about her? I mean- yes we are close, by why is that relevant?” he was perplexed. 

“I’m just asking, why don’t you want to tell me about her?” You were trying to catch him out, you found it suspicious he didn’t want to talk about this mystery woman.

“Because she’s got nothing to do- wait, I know what’s your problem,” He paused, “you’re jealous.” He burst into giggles, his face red. You grew even angrier, your cheeks swelled up.

“I am not jealous!” You burst. You were annoyed at him, how dare he say you were jealous? You had never been the type of person to get jealous of other people and you certainly weren’t now. 

“It’s okay, I don’t blame you I’d be jealous too if I was you.” he reasoned. This man was still as smug as ever. 

“Jungkook, I am not jealous,” you replied gritting your teeth. 

“Baby don’t kid yourself.” he said softly. Your nostrils flared.

“Don’t baby me, go baby that girl that had her tentacles all over you.” You knew you had completely given yourself away now. Your anger had got the better of you.

“See, I was right you are jealous!” It appeared that the only thing he cared about was being right, you couldn’t believe him.

“Whatever, why don’t you go and kiss up to her, don’t bother talking to me. It took you so long to answer my call, I should’ve known you’d be busy chatting up some girl.“ Your mouth had dropped down, a sullen expression replacing the anger on your face.

“Look, she’s just a friend, she had an argument with her parents so she came to talk to me, we’re close, but not that close. Besides…she’s engaged. She’s getting married in a month.” You felt embarrassment flood through you, and regret. She was getting married? You had put such a big allegation against Jungkook, but the girl he was talking to was in fact engaged. What was worse is you had called her a thousand curse words in your head, but she was struggling with her family. You sighed.

“Jungkook, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what was wrong with me,” You felt tears of remorse form in your eyes, “I’m so stupid, I should’ve known it was probably no big deal- I just-I-” he smiled at you. 

“Why are you crying, it’s no big deal, you didn’t know. Anyway, I don’t blame you, like I said if I was you I’d be jealous too.” he said, you laughed. “Seriously though, you are nowhere near as bad as me when I get jealous. If I saw another man being too cosy with you I’d tear him apart if I could, only I’m a bit far.” You suddenly realised what he said.

“Would you really?” you questioned. He frowned.

“Of course, I’m not letting any other man lay a hand on my girl.”

My girl. That echoed in your head. You blushed. 

“Who says I’m your girl” You asked playfully. 

I do, that should be enough.” You bit your lip, his firmness lit up something inside you.

“I’m curious now, I want to see you get jealous.” You said.

“Oh baby, you do not want to make me jealous.” was his answer, his expression darkening.

strangersolitaire  asked:

I love your ocs so much they have such unique designs!!! But I gotta ask, do you ever think you're designing too many? Or like, you feel like you don't give the ones you have enough attention? Because I sure do.

oh hell yeah man i ALWAYS wanna make new ocs but i know if i do i wont use em at all


but i do it anyways. cuz i suck.

ever see me draw Reese or Atlas? even know who they are?? my two recent ocs who i was obsessed with for the first 3 days of their creation and then POOF GONE WHO CARES 

but if u like making characters you should totally do it anyways. if it makes u happy and u aint hurtin anyone do it 

anonymous asked:

can u write something where Bucky and Steve have been going at it for hours, but its slow and intense. Steve with his back to Bucky's chest murmuring nonsense about how it aint fair that Buck knows him so well and all that lovey fluff. Bucky won't let up bc all he wants is to please his baby boy. Him talking shit to get Stevie through it. I would looooove that. You are the best writer i have ever come across I swear.

Oh,” Steve moans. “Oh, you ain’t playin’ fair, Barnes.” 

“When in our lives,” Bucky asks, “Have I ever played fair?” 

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NieR Automata: Ending E Messages (Sentence Meme)

  • “I did my best.”
  • “I saw this through to the end.”
  • “It was hard for me as well.“
  • “I’ve had my share of hardship.”
  • “I’ve walked the same road as you.”
  • “You and I are the same.”
  • “We’re not that different, you and I.”
  • “I won’t give up!”
  • “It’d be amazing if you cleared this alone.”
  • “I’m serious, even if it is just a game!”
  • “I’m confident in my fighting abilities.”
  • “I’m not a strong fighter.”
  • “Shooters are tough.”
  • “The bullets rain down without pause.”
  • “I bet you’re having a tough time right now.”
  • “I thought it was some kind of mistake.”
  • “I thought it would never end.”
  • “Sometimes you feel trapped.”
  • “You’d love to go home already, wouldn’t you?”
  • “Your eyes get tired, don’t they?”
  • “You did your best.”
  • “You’re holding up well.”
  • “You are one who knows fear.”
  • “I may not have the right to say this.”
  • “Tomorrow is my day off.”
  • “Wait, tomorrow’s MONDAY?”
  • “If you give up, you’re done for.”
  • “The struggle must continue.”
  • “Your shoulders are tense. Relaaaaax.”
  • “Some wars never end.”
  • “Step up as many times as it takes!”
  • “Do not avert your eyes from difficulties.”
  • “Good results must be earned.”
  • “You were so close to winning that fight.”
  • “It’s sad, but things don’t always work out.”
  • “They put their lives on the line.”
  • “Limits exist to be broken!”
  • “I’m not done yet!”
  • “Cut your way through!”
  • “Throw yourself into a battle with no end.”
  • “Push yourself beyond your limits.”
  • “Your growth hinges on your resolve.”
  • “You must decide what it means to exist.”
  • “Sometimes you forget what it means to live.”
  • “You can’t fight on an empty stomach.”
  • “My voice may not reach you.”
  • “Are you really giving up here?”
  • “Any juice left in your batteries?”
  • “Can you see the light of hope?”
  • “I’m sure *you* can handle this.”
  • “That all you got?”
  • “Are you tired?”
  • “You must be exhausted.”
  • “Haven’t you had just about enough?”
  • “I know what you want to say.”
  • “Let’s calm down for a moment.”
  • “How many times has it been now?”
  • “Have you realized how weak you are?”
  • “You were zoning out there!”
  • “There’s no trick to this.”
  • “What are you doing?”
  • “Having fun?”
  • “What if you get cornered?”
  • “Not everyone in this world plays fair.”
  • “The world is rife with hardship.”
  • “This is an unwinnable fight.”
  • “It’s just a game in the end, right?”
  • “You’re thinking this is impossible, right?”
  • “No one will help you.”
  • “I’ve always heard games are ‘just for fun’…”
  • “Does this battle have meaning?”
  • “You’re surrounded by enemies.”
  • “Do you care for this worthless world?“
  • ”Is there an answer at the end of this battle?”
  • “You are alone.”
  • “Is this the fight you wanted?”
  • “Do you think help is on the way?”
  • “Are you at your wit’s end?”
  • “Feel like running away?”
  • “Who are you?”
  • “Help isn’t coming.”
  • “How long do you plan to continue?”
  • “You’ll lose many times before it’s over.”
  • “You’re weak!”
  • “There is nothing but despair.”
  • “Haven’t given up yet?”
  • “You’re tough.”
  • “Are you alone?”
  • “Can you really keep going?”
  • “Oh, come on! No one told me about this!”
  • “Love and hate are two sides of the same coin.”
  • “Who needs sleep anyway?”
  • “You’d think so, wouldn’t you?”
  • “Don’t make excuses.”
  • “I’m rooting for you.”
  • “You should do your best too!”
  • “Show me what you’re made of!”
  • “Don’t give up here.”
  • “We’ve got this!”
  • “You’ve got us with you.”
  • “I want to help you.”
  • “You’re not the only one.”
  • “Don’t lose your nerve!”
  • “There’s nothing to worry about.”
  • “I can keep going.”
  • “Just do better next time.”
  • “Try to relax.”
  • “It’s OK to take a break.”
  • “Don’t push yourself.”
  • “We’ll see how this really ends.”
  • “Suffering makes people grow.”
  • “Don’t throw your life away.”
  • “Scream if you need to.”
  • “There’s still a long way to go.”
  • “I feel the same.”
  • “I’ve got my eyes on you.”
  • “It’s not like you hate it, right?”
  • “Solitude makes people stronger.”
  • “Let’s sacrifice ourselves.”
  • “I’m starving.”
  • “Don’t stay up too late.”
  • “There’s no way you can do it.”
  • “You’re worthless.”
  • “You’ve lost. Let it go.”
  • “It’s already over.”
  • “You’re wasting your time.”
  • “Why not head home already?”
  • “You’re not needed.”
  • “You need to know when to give up.”
  • “I’ve given up.”
  • “Rules exist so we can know our freedoms.”
I Thought You Were Different: Book 5 (Part 13/?) (Avengers x reader)

Part 12

“Dad, this is ridiculous, of course it’s me,” Anthony argued vehemently, pointing at the dog.  “I think I’d know better than he would.”

Vision stood up quickly to take a position next to the boy, cutting the discussion off immediately and urgently, “perhaps it would be best if we could take the children elsewhere to discuss this?  (Y/N), if you could contact Stephen?”

“I’m already on it,” Tony interrupted, his phone tightly to his ear. He was pacing the length of the living room, chewing his nails in an attempt to keep his mind from travelling to the dark corners that it loved to find, his promise to stand between his family and any threat replaying over and over within it.  “Strange,” he answered as the line opened, “it’s Stark.  We need you out here now.”

“Ant, I know it’s you,” Steve answered his son, “I absolutely know that. But what I don’t know is what’s been happening to you guys over these past weeks, and we just want to figure it out. I think Vision has the right idea, so let’s get you three up to the conference room.”  He took a step towards Anthony, but just as before, Dodger began to growl and stepped in front of Steve protectively.  “Dodge, it’s okay.  Allie, how about if you take him outside?”

“Sure, Uncle Steve,” she agreed quickly, taking the dog’s collar in hand.  “Let’s go, boy.  I’ll explain it to you as best as I can.”

“I’m just gonna tag along,” Clint added, taking a protective stance behind his daughter as they left the room together.  It didn’t escape anyone’s attention when he took her arm and pulled her to take a wider path from the room that took her as far from Anthony’s reach as possible.

“Children, if you would join me, please,” Vision insisted again, his hand out to lead the kids away as you waited with Steve and Tony to hear what Stephen had said.  Anthony and Grant took the lead, while Brooklyn held steady at Vision’s side as they walked towards the elevator.  Wanda was close behind, but before she could reach the door, Scott stood and hurried to catch up to her, taking her arm in hand to stop her.  She was about to ask him to release her when she turned and saw the urgency in his eyes, and she couldn’t let it wait.  “Go on,” she told Vision, “I’ll join you in a moment.”

“Very well,” he nodded just as the doors closed.

“What is it, Scott?  I need to get upstairs.”

“Well…I’ve been thinking…I mean, I’ve wondered…” he stammered, shaking his head in frustration.  Wanda reached out and rested her hand on his arm gently, looking at him to watch for the change in his demeanor, releasing him when she could feel his muscles relax beneath her touch.  “Thanks,” he smiled, “that’s better.  I don’t know why I’m feeling so nervous.  It’s not being around you, don’t worry.  I don’t want you to think that you’re the reason why I’m acting all weird-“

“Scott,” she interrupted, “please focus.  I must go.”

“Right, sorry again.  Anyway, I’ve been thinking that maybe we should wait until all of this blows over. I feel like this is only going to get worse before it gets better, and I don’t want to worry about you.”

“You worry about me?” she asked quietly.  “Scott, there really is no need for you to worry.  I can take care of myself.”

Scott knew full well that Wanda was beyond capable of taking care of herself; she could take care of herself and everyone else on the team around her and make it look like it was barely a bother to do so.  But it was more than just worrying about her now; there would be another life there that would rely on her for everything.  To put herself in any situation that could be dangerous would be irresponsible, and even though he had no claim to her in any way, he felt like it was his place to remind her of that.  “Wanda, it won’t be just you once we do this.”

“Scott, you’re so sweet.  Please trust me when I say, that when that day comes that I’m given the gift of a child, there is nothing in this world…in this universe, that will stop me from protecting them with my life.”  Leaning up on her toes, she left a sweet, quick kiss on his cheek before turning back towards the lift, her smile attempting to reassure him, and a small wave trying to ease his nerves just as the door closed.  She would leave him standing there, unaware that her attempts had completely failed.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m afraid of.”


With Wanda and Vision taking the kids, and with Tony on the far side of the room talking to Stephen on the phone so that you couldn’t even eavesdrop properly, it left you standing with Steve as you waited for word on what the next step would be.  You looked up to him for guidance, and for support, but rather than the comfort that you normally found there, you only saw a mixed concoction of confusion, fear, and maybe a hint of annoyance?  But at what…or who, you weren’t sure.  

“Okay, what did I do now?” you sighed with a shake of your head. You pressed your hands to your hips and held steady, hoping that you had simply read him wrong, or that your serious pose would turn him off from pursuing the problem. 

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were doing the wedding plans?”

“I didn’t think it was a big deal,” you shrugged.  “Clearly, we have much more important things to deal with here.”

“That’s what Buck said,” he answered, looking relieved.  “Then why am I the last to know that Wanda and Vision are trying to have a baby?  That seems like pretty big news to share with me, don’t you think?”

“It seems big for one of them to share with you, yes.  That’s not exactly my news, Steve.”

“You told Bucky.”

“Because he overheard me talking to her and he wouldn’t back down until I told him!” you replied, feeling yourself getting angry at his accusations.  “Steve, if you have a problem with me, then spit it out.  Please, don’t hide behind these weak attempts at picking a fight.”

“I’m not trying to pick a fight,” he countered, his tone sounding like he was apologetic, but his stance still held firm and towered over you.  “I just want to understand why you’re not telling me things.  What else is going on that I don’t know, (Y/N)?”


Steve scoffed and shook his head, crossing his arms tightly over his chest as he did when he was feeling argumentative, and when his authority was being challenged.  You had seen it so many times in your life that it actually didn’t even register with you anymore, as if you didn’t even see it.  “FRIDAY?”

“Yes, Captain?”

“What did (Y/N) bring home after her last visit with Wade Wilson?”

“Oh my god, are you serious?” you hissed, now fully angry at his insinuation.  “He gave me a pair of katana, okay?  Why in the hell is that important?”

“I didn’t know that the two of you were into gift giving.”

“I can’t have this argument with you again, Steve,” you answered quietly. Over these past weeks with the problems facing your kids, you had noticed that Steve hadn’t been immune either, his temper more volatile than ever, as displayed with his aggression towards Brooklyn in the gym not so long ago.  He had been tight-lipped and reserved with you lately, and to have him accuse you of not sharing things with him was a twisted joke.  Whatever was happening to your trio, you feared was happening to him as well.  “Listen, you’ve been under a lot of stress.  We all have.  Let’s not make this into something that it’s not, okay?  It was just a friend giving a friend who loves knives a really sharp gift. That’s all.”

It took another moment, but you could see the muscles in his shoulders relax first, then his arms, and finally his chest when he let out a long sigh, his expression softening with the understanding that you were being completely honest.  He knew that you were; he knew that with every molecule of his being, but his mind had been playing so many tricks of late that he couldn’t distinguish real from imagined anymore.  It was like his mind wasn’t his own.  “I’m sorry, doll.  I know that it was just a gift.  I don’t know why I overreacted like that…again…I’m sorry.  I’m an idiot.”

“Captain,” FRIDAY interrupted, “Vision is requiring your immediate assistance in the conference room-“ she stopped abruptly as he broke into a run up the stairwell before she could finish, with you directly behind him. Tony turned at the sudden shift and followed too, with Bucky and Sam nearly eclipsing him to get there first.

“Hey, Strange, do one of those fancy portal things and get here faster.” he snapped into the phone, closing the line as he ran up the stairs, feeling his panic build before he even knew what was actually going on.  It was a feeling that he had come to know very well, ever since he had first told you that something was coming.  He was terrified to think that whatever it was had just shown up.


After they had reached the room, Anthony, Grant, and Brooklyn took seats around the table that kept a distance between them, and Vision took immediate notice; these three were always so close, inseparable to a fault, and it struck him as out of character for there to be so much space between them.  Anthony sat in silence, clearly still shaken by the words that Allie had said, but Grant was on his phone and acting no different from what Vision could tell; at least he was acting like himself outwardly for now. Brooklyn, in contrast, was staring at him with a sharp curiosity, as if she was seeing him for the very first time, and it was unsettling to say the least.

“Uncle Vision,” she began with a soft voice, but suddenly stopped just as quickly when his eyes met hers, her expression washing away from one of inquisitiveness to one much more distant, and one that put Vision into immediate alert.  “I’ve known you my entire life, but it’s odd…I’ve never really looked at the color of the stone in your forehead.  I knew it was there, but I’ve always looked past it.  What would happen if you didn’t have it?”

“FRIDAY, the Captain, please,” he said softly, his posture stiffening as he took a step back.  The room around him felt colder, though he seemed to be the only one reacting; Anthony and Grant were going about their business as if she hadn’t said a word.  Almost as if they were being directed to not interfere.

“Would it hurt if I ripped it from your skull?”

“I…I don’t feel comfortable with this conversation-“

“Would you die?”

“Brooklyn, that is quite enough.”

“Strange has the green one,” she continued, leaning into the table to get closer, “the time stone. But he doesn’t wear it like you do. His doesn’t give him his life like yours does.  That is a shame, I suppose, but an unavoidable loss nonetheless.”

Part 14

Getting started on Ducktales 2017:

Episode One: Oh I remember this show, let’s see how it is now. …I have so many questions that need answering right now. Let Scrooge and Donald fight more about what happened, I NEED ANSWERS!!! WHO IS DELLA!?!??!?!?

Episode Two: I NEED MORE ANSWERS!!! And Louie needs to get out more. Also, can I work for Scrooge? I really don’t care about the pay, the guy seems like a awesome boss.

Episode Three: NINJA WEBBY!!!!! Wait, Beakley what did you just say? Oh come on!! SOMEBODY GIVE ME SOME ANSWERS!!!!!!

Episode Four: Well I don’t know how I feel about this Lena character as she doesn’t seem to be that import-WAIT WHAT? WHAT!?! WHAT!?!?!?!?!? 

…So, when is the next episode?

I am loving this series and I have so many questions in need of answering. Also, are we going to get Daisy in here at some point? Cause I wanna see her. 

anonymous asked:

hi may i request a reaction of the main 5 rfa members seeing mc faint or is about to faint while they are talking about their day

(I’m sorry, I think I ended up changing it a bit)


  • You two have been studying so hard for the upcoming exams 
  • You were so stressed about this one test that you have practically did not move from the studying room. 
  • You’ve been skipping meals and sleep hours. 
  • “MC, you are ready for the test, rest up a bit. Come cuddle with me, pleeease.“ 
  • "I- I’m sorry, I still don’t understand this lesson… I can’t fail, Yoosung.”  
  • He’d make anything to distract you, but you kept studying 
  • So he was more than happy when he saw you in the kitchen drinking water. 
  • He was walking towards you, determined to make you rest and cuddle with him. 
  • But you just collapsed. 
  • He’d be so scared. 
  • He ran and hold you in his arms. 
  • “MC? M-MC!” 
  • He wouldn’t know what to say, 
  • He called an ambulance and then Zen 
  • He’s all panicky and crying a telling you how much he loves you and weakly scolding you for overworking yourself. 
  • Once you wake up, he would be right by your side with puffy eyes for crying so much. 
  • “I was so worried! Just.. Just promise me you’ll never skip meals again and if you’re studying, don’t overwork and rest, MC" 
  • "Calm down, Yoosung, she’ll be okey”, Zen was there with you two. 
  • “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to sound as if I was scolding you, but I was… I- I feel so bad" 


  • You both were on the set of his new project, you were watching him while he recite love lines to his co-star 
  • He was focused on his acting and he was so handsome, he took you breath away 
  • Every time the camera stopped rolling, he’d come to you and give you a kiss 
  • Many staff members would always go "Awwww” at you two 
  • Oh Zen, stop
  • It was almost the last scene of the day and it was pretty late at night 
  • “Please, don’t leave me. What am I supposed to do without you? Where…” He froze 
  • A staff member had you in her arms and you were unconscious. 
  • He dropped everything, he did not cared about anything else. 
  • He’d carry you bride style into his dressing room and called the paramedics 
  • The director kept telling him that they need to finish the shot 
  • But he’s just so worried that he just holds your hand all the time 
  • They finally convinced him saying that he could soon go home and take care of you if they finished quickly. 
  • When you wake up, he’d give you anything you wanted, he would spoil you and hold you in his arms and check that you were okey. 


  • He was a busy man.. He’d be always working nonstop 
  • But when you started to feel unwell, he’d just focused on you 
  • He prepared a nice meal to make you feel better 
  • “Okey, I’m all yours for the day, I’m sorry I’m always busy." 
  • You smiled, "how’s work been?" 
  • He started telling you entertaining stories about his work that may be lies 
  • But it was okey, they were definitely making you feel better 
  • You started feeling dizzy so you got up saying you had to use the restroom 
  • But you just took two steps and fell 
  • Seven would hold you, put you in bed, run for a wet cold towel and press it against your forehead. 
  • He wouldn’t leave your side and take good care of you 
  • "It’s okey, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll take days off to take care of you” 
  • I’m weak for his sweet side sorrynotsorry 


  • You were finally able to see each other during her break 
  • You met at a coffee shop near her job 
  • Jaehee was talking about how she was stressed af and that she wanted to kill Jumin for his new cat business. 
  • Actually talking to you was relaxing for her, she just loved it and you loved listening. 
  • Time flew and she had to go back 
  • You two were heading outside and she felt a grip on her shirt, when she turned around you just fainted 
  • She tried her best to hold you 
  • Poor Jaehee, she was so worried, «was she feeling unwell? Why didn’t she say so?» she thought (out loud) 
  • She was the only one out of the 5 that didn’t panicked though 
  • Called the paramedics 
  • Called Mr. Han and just told him she had an emergency 
  • She would just stay by your side 
  • When you wake up she’d be like “You should take care of your health before anything, MC! I was so worried” and hug you 


  • It’s been a while since Jumin wasn’t busy or had a break 
  • Although you always talked on the phone, you missed each other
  • So he invited you to his penthouse for dinner 
  • After he finished working, he headed towards your home to pick you up 
  • You got in the car and first things first, you hugged him. 
  • You smiled at him and both started talking about how your day went 
  • “Oh, Jumin, when I woke up, I wanted a cup of coffee, and…” You awkwardly paused.. 
  • “And..?" 
  • "Eh.. Ah, my favorite cup broke.. I really liked that cup” you closed your eyes and shook your head. 
  • “Are you okey?” Jumin said while cupping your face with his hands 
  • “Ye- yeah” and you just fell forward 
  • “MC!?" 
  • He actually panicked 
  • What should he do? Stop the car? Make the driver go faster? 
  • He changed your position so he could hold you and see your face 
  • He told driver Kim to call the penthouse and ask them to prepare a medic. 
  • He maybe called V and if he reached him, he would just start to speak quickly asking what should he do. 
  • He wouldn’t calm down until you wake up 
  • He’d spoil you nonstop for the rest of the evening.
Two Drinks

Based on this post:  The drinks at the Falcs Family BBQ were very strong and there are so many people who need to know about Eric Richard Bittle.

Snowy subtly shook his head, and tried to catch Guy’s eye but it was too late.

“What’s up?” he said as he grabbed his beer and sat next to Jack.

“Oh, I was just showing everyone Bittle’s clutch shot from his last game…” Jack shoved his phone into Guy’s hand, as Snowy smirked and slapped Guy on the back.

“Come on, Guy. Sit and stay a while,” Snowy said with a grin.


“I wouldn’t go over there if I were you,” Marty said.

“Why?” George asked with a frown.

Marty and Thirdy answered simultaneously, “He’s on a Bitty roll.”

George stopped, turned around and walked the other way.

She could hear Jack in the background, “I keep telling him to try out for one of those baking TV shows, eh?”


Gabby could only hold her smile for so long, and she had been nodding for five minutes straight.

“So I see these pointy little ears poking out from under his pillow, and it’s his stuffed rabbit!” Jack said with glee. “And it turns out his name is Señor Bun!”

“How cute,” she said.

It’s not that she didn’t enjoy hearing about Bitty – or didn’t think seeing Jack desperately in love was the sweetest thing ever, but damn it, she just really had to pee.

“I think I hear Owen calling me. I’ll be right back, Jack!”

“Sure! Then I can tell you about Bun’s backstory.”


“And he loves baking so many pies. Do you like pie?” Jack asked Thirdy’s youngest daughter.

“I love cherry!” Michelle answered. “I love it so much, but I still don’t love it as much as you love your boyfriend.”

Jack stopped talking and looked at Michelle. He could feel his ears burn.


“Do you want to make a balloon animal with me?” Michelle asked as she thrust two balloons in Jack’s hand.

“Euh, sure.”

“Good. You can give it to your boyfriend. I’ll show you how to make a doggie.”

Jack smiled and happily began blowing his balloon, then continued, “He also makes blueberry muffins, and…”

I Have Officially Reached 100 followers!!


Originally posted by bushlaboo

I feel like ya’ll deserve a reward for putting up with my craziness and random Tony Stark fan girling.


I will write a small snippet, Tony-Centric, tonight and you guys should vote between two ideas!

A) Wing fic (I’ve never written this AU but I’m feelin it!)

B) Soul Mark/Words (this would also be a first so be gentle!)

This also gives me a chance to take a break from my many many WIP’s

Colour Pencil techniques

I use colour pencil a lot (p much exclusively) at this point for all my serious art stuff, so I thought I’d share some things that I have learnt technique-wise. If you have other tips or tricks, please reblog and add!

  • Layering is everything. Blend different colours by first colouring lightly with one colour and then colouring over it with another colour. Both darker on lighter and lighter on darker, different shades of the same colour for more vividity, white over colour to blend and flatten, colour over black for dirty, dark, blended colours, etc… Test patches are recommended. 

  • Do lighter areas first (so like if there is a white flower in a green bush, do the flower first) so you’ll avoid getting smudge on your pencil and fucking around with that.

  • To avoid that “everything is separate” feel that colour pencil drawings often have, colour over the edge. Like if you have a red area next to a black area, do the red, do the black, and then colour over the black with the red in the area where they touch, to make sure it doesn’t leave a white line peeking out from between the two (if working on white paper).(PS. if you want that “everything is separate” feel, that is fine too, I’ve seen things where that works very well)

  • Nowadays there are all sorts of cool sorts of pencils, like watercolour pencils and such. Those give a really awesome vibrant paint-like line if you lick the tip (oh glob I’m going to get so many porn blogs following me for saying that -_- ) of the pencil and draw with that. (Pls note that I do not recommend licking pencils as I don’t know if it would have any harmful health effects. Do at your own risk >_> ) Like Derwent’s Inktense colour pencils will basically result in ink-like uneraseable colour pencil lines if you lick them, it’s v cool.

  • Colour pencils over dry pastel or chalk. If you treat the entire paper with white dry pastel or chalk and then draw on with colour pencils, the result is more vibrant colours. Or you can lay down flats with dry pastels and then go over them with the same colour pencils for really smooth, vibrant colours.

  • I’m not getting paid for recommendations, but holy fuck Prismacolor Premier pencils?!?! :O They will colour over other colours (even the light ones like white and yellow!) no matter how many layers of colour you’ve got on already! Honestly they feel and work like the holy lovechild of colour pencils and crayons. Such good vibrant colour, and like a blessing upon layering and blending, and they even bring the possibility of fixing mistakes a little with the white one.

  • As the last step, blend skintones with grey. Especially for white people skin: the shadows on white people skin are grey, not brown (and now you know everything I learnt in art school). So investing in several light shades of grey pencils is worth it if you draw people a lot. Even in just blending colours on not-skin gets interesting results when you go over the whole thing with grey, it sort of takes off some of the edge from colours. And if you go over the whole drawing with the same grey pencil it’ll bring the whole thing together. I have like four different greys from Faber-Castell’s Polychromos line.

  • Gold metallic pencil rarely looks like gold. Use copper instead, or blend gold and copper, or help the gold along with some regular yellow or white or light yellow or off-white etc…
Does this actually needs to be said?

Returning to post a rant… gods.

I shouldn’t say this, when it’s in my rules, and when I have posted over and over and over again that I can’t write less than two paragraphs, and even when I have accepted people giving me less than that, please I beg you to try to give me something to work with.

I don’t mind if you write a paragraph, but make it possible to move on. Also I know many are on mobile and they ‘excuse’ themselves saying ‘oh no I can’t write longer on mobile’ well, I have been forced to use mobile, and I have been able to write around three or four paragraphs, so it’s not about the device it’s about how much effort you feel like putting on a reply.