“Hey Sammy!” Dean’s boots were heavy on the staircase. “Just gotta, uhh, grab somethin’,” he said, rushing towards the hallway that led to his room. “This is Y/N by the way,” he said over his shoulder.
Sam looked up at the sound of your footsteps at the bottom of the stairs.
“Hi,” you said, stopping dead in your tracks. You expected Dean to have a good looking brother but wow… Sam was tall and handsome, and there was something kind and warm about his eyes.
Sam could feel himself gaping at you. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Uhh… Hey.” There was a long silence where both of you searched for something to say. Sam was coming up empty, and just trying not to be obvious about staring at you.
“So, this is the bat cave, huh?” You looked around, rocking a little nervously on your feet. “Nice.”
He managed an awkward laugh, running a hand through his long hair. “Yeah. Yeah… it’s someplace to crash,” he said with a smile.
You felt a peculiar fluttering in your stomach as you looked at him and were able to return the smile. Just when you were searching for something else to say Dean came bustling back out.
“Alright. Let’s roll,” he said.
You held your hand out. “Cough it up, Winchester,” you said.
Dean begrudgingly dropped 50 dollars in your outstretched hand and you grinned a pleased smile at him. “Thank you!” You pocketed it. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before betting against me.” You flashed another smile at Sam and he nearly staggered back from the spark in your eyes. “Nice to meet you finally, Sam.”
“Yeah! Yeah…” He trailed off as you strode out. “You too…”
“See you later, Sammy. We’re going back to the bar to play some more pool.”
“Dean! Wait.” Sam lowered his voice as his brother approached. “That’s your pool buddy?”
Dean nodded. “Yeah.”
Sam squinted at him. “Uh huh… And, uhh,” he cleared his throat. “You two–”
Dean raised his eyebrows at Sam. “What?”
Sam looked extremely uncomfortable. “Well… you know… you two are–?”
Dean smirked at his brother. “Are what, Sammy? Spit it out.”
Sam glared at him. “You… You know what–Dean,” he said.
Dean chuckled and finally decided to put Sam out of his misery. “We’re not doin’ the deed, so batter up, cowboy!” He wiggled his eyebrows at his brother and punched him in the arm.
“Are you coming or what? Those assholes aren’t going to hustle themselves!” you called down from the stairs.
“Coming!” Dean called, and with a final wink at Sam, both you and he disappeared through the heavy from door.
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You slip inside with a group of men you’ve never seen before. Thankfully, they assume you’re a friend of a friend of a friend that they’ve just never met. The alcohol they drank on the way may have helped a little, too. You can smell it on their breaths as the men laugh at some obscene joke.
What crude people. Judging by their accents, they must be some of Tina’s friends. You huff out a breath as you slide along the wall away from them and try to tune out their thoughts.
Strings of twinkling lights hang from the ceiling, draping down to the guests’ heads, remaining just high enough to be out of reach of any mischievous teenager. Tables covered in white cloths dot the small area of the room that isn’t a dance floor. Vases with red roses sit in the center of the tables, the only pop of color in the room aside from the matching walls and black chairs. A band plays a simple swing song near the front of the room, right next to the empty dance floor. People filter in from outside, entering the already warm reception room.
You approach the bar near the back of the room and order a glass of iced water for now. You may need the courage of alcohol later, but you need a clear mind for a little while. Taking the drink with a thanks, you wander over to rose colored wall. Leaning against it, you watch people wander in, laughing and talking with one another, enjoying the day. You sip your drink and count the amount of people you know.
Only about ten people, not that that surprises you. Most of the guests seem to be New Yorkers. Whenever one of the people you know ventures close to the bar, you bow your head and busy yourself with adjusting your dress or fixing the roses in the vase near you. No one approaches you, to your relief.
Not until a man, for whatever reason, approaches you, stepping in front of you when you look at the hem of your dress and tug it down.
Lately, it felt like the whole world was against your relationship with Justin. Everyone made jokes, every spoke their true opinion and it was getting to you. You felt as you couldn’t be yourself because people would judge you. It was becoming exhausting.
Sitting with Justin’s friends, you stayed quiet, not wanting to draw attention to yourself.
“You okay?” He whispered in your ear as you were leaned into his side, his hand resting on your thigh innocently.
"Hm? Yeah, I’m okay.” You sent him a weak smile in reassurance when all you wanted to do was leave.
"Are you sure? You’re quiet.” He pouted slightly, taking a hold of your hand and kissing it.
"I’ve just got a headache, that’s all.” You pecked his cheek sweetly, letting him know you were grateful for him showing concern.
"You guys don’t stop touching each other, do you? Jesus, it’s not just you in the room, you know.” One of his female friends joked with a tight, annoyed tone.
A lot of his girl friends had flirted with him whilst you were stood right next to him, and he didn’t seem to realise the meaning of their actions. They’d constantly be by his side, touching his waist and his shoulder with you right in the room. It frustrated you that he didn’t see it.
"Come find me when you’re tired of school, I’ll show you how to graduate.” One of the girls joked and laughed, sending Justin a wink and smirking at me in the process.
"I’ve gotta go.” You rushed to stand up, and head upstairs to the room you shared with Justin.
It wasn’t long before Justin was coming up to see what was wrong.
"Babe, why’d you leave so suddenly?” Justin asked, clearly dumbfounded.
"Oh my god, Justin! Can’t you see it?!” You shouted in frustration, finally ready to let the built up energy and feelings out.
“See what?” He walked closer to you, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.
“You can’t tell me you don’t see what they’re doing; they’re constantly flirting with you, touching you, hinting things towards you. I can tell they’re trying to break us up, they don’t like me and they want you. It both scares me and annoys me that you don’t seem phased by it.” You ranted towards him, quietening down and losing the strength to shout towards the end.
He walked towards you and pulled you even closer to him.
”[Y/N], I see it all. The reason I don’t seem phased is because I’m not, I don’t want them. You don’t have to question my love for you, I don’t want to lose what we have and what we are just because of them. I know who those kind of people are, they won’t be happy until they break us up. But what we have is too strong for them and you know it, they’ve never had the trust we have for each other and they see what we’ve got and they want it, they want to be a part of something like what we have.” He spoke so honestly as he looked down at you.
“I love you.” You spoke, not knowing what else to say.
“I love you, too. Now, let’s go down there and show them we refuse to let them take away what we are.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the room.
It’s raining. It’s cold. And guess who is standing in that rain? Nico di Angelo. Yessiree, Nico do Angelo. It’s pouring down buckets of ice cold rain and sleet, yet he sits there, on the stairs of the Hades cabin, like he isn’t being drowned. And Will watches him.
Will Solace leans up against the window and sighs. He’s had a crush on Nico for months, but was to scared to admit that. So he just loved Nico from afar. Will sighs again, grabs his coat and steps out into the freezing air, walking toward the son of Hades.
“Nico you are going to get a cold,” Will says when he reaches the porch. Will has only been outside for 2 minutes and is already soaked to his skin and practically a popsicle.
“I’m fine Solace,” Nico replies, not removing his eyes from where they are trained on the ground.
“Nico, seriously. You need to get out of the rain,” Will thinks for a minute then shrugs off his coat, “Here, take my jacket.”
“Nico take my jacket, doctor’s orders.”
At this point Will is starting to get pissed. He stalks over to Nico and thrusts the jacket out, “Would you just taKE THE JACKET?!”
The cold form below him doesn’t move, “No.”
Will grabs the front of Nico’s drenched shirt and drags him up from where he is sitting, until their faces are an inch apart and Will can feel Nico’s cold breath against his cheek.
“Nico,” Will articulates each word carefully and lovingly, “please put on the jacket.”
Nico’s mouth forms into a smirk, “Make me,” he challenges.
Will stops and his anger melts away. Those two words, so simple, so demanding… so… sexual. He can’t take it. Will pulls Nico close and kisses him. It starts as passionate and desperate, then turns into something sweeter. It is still raining, but they don’t care. Will and Nick are lost in each other. Lost in the water dripping down their cheeks that is not caused by the rain because they are both so happy. Lost in their fingers tangled in each other’s hair. Lost in the way their bodies fit perfectly together, like two halves of a broken stone.
And then they break apart, and reality comes crashing back.
Nico looks up at Will, both of them still leaning towards the other as if gravity is the cause.
your comments about the storyboarding remind me of the time the anime team stretched out that Nejiten catch during the Kisame fight, as well as slowed down the music~ HUEHUE
OMG N E V E R FORGET. now you got my mind reeling so here we go, get ready for the lamest thing ever.
amazes me that the tiny little panel:
got turned into this whole scene:
(FRACTION EYE WIDEN THAT DIDNT NEED TO GET ANIMATED WHICH COSTS EXTRA MONEY BTW even tho it’s probably not that much lmao but still)
the music gets all slowed down and everything, neji practically exhaling “are you alright, tenten?” tenten slowly getting up and saying, “thank you…neji.”
^ Like lmfao they could’ve done all the action in that last shot right there and finished with that, b/c it’s. two lines.
but naw, let’s get in like HELLLAAA CLOSE, like not even some med-shot shit but like FRAME DAT SHIT AT THE FOREHEAD AND DRIFT PAN 2 THE LEFT AS TENTEN SLOWLY GETS UP also they’re both drippin’ wet and white clothes??? :3c
so. y’know, they could’ve easily saved like 20 seconds or something of animation, but naw, bet they were like ‘let’s have some fun with this’ ‘also these characters are cool’ also sometimes shows are like hm we’re short on content let’s add in some stuff but it’s not like….this episode was short on content lmfao we got Gai vs. Kisame and some dope fighting scenes and all.
TLDR; urs truly ghostbananas kind of loves this meta shit and the OTPs so when the opportunity arises to text dump with both then i’ll rise from my ghost-ass grave for this
A quick recap what happened:
• Intro by DJ B-Shoo (even the DJ is handsome af whut)
• B.A.P introduced themselves in German!
• “Du bist heiss” (“You are hot”) - Moon Jongup, 2017
• “Was geht?!” x2 (“What’s up?!”) - Yoo Youngjae, 2017
• We’ve been mispronouncing Zelo’s name this whole time, it’s actually “Yelo” lol
• It was so cute
• B.A.P slayed visuals + vocals left and right
• They sound so good live whoa
• Daehyun killed those high notes!
• If anyone ever criticises Yoo Youngjaes dancing then they’ve never seen him dance
• Kim Himchans eyes and stares and his whole charisma just wow!
• After a few songs they “opened up” a Babyz Lounge on stage and Zelo invited a female fan in the lounge
• He asked about her name, age etc and they cheered
• He asked her to be his gf (in Korean) and then said “From now, I’m your boyfriend” in English (I would’ve fainted omg boi!!)
• They did a love shot!
• He spilled a bit …this dork lol
• They took a (or a few) picture(s) together ft. Bartender Daehyun
• The fan got the SD card of the cam
• They did a love shot again!!
• Bartender Daehyun representing all Babyz by throwing a disapproving glance at Zelo lmao
• Zelo hooked arms with her when he walked her off the stage
• Oh Choi Junhong why u gotta do this TT
• Then the concert continued
• They had fine af outfits, like really elegant and they looked like angels!
• They sounded like angels too omg
• And moved like Angels
• B.A.P confirmed Angels
• Yongguks smile irl omg!!
• Youngjae and Jongup doing those bodyrolls and killing like every fan at the venue, thank you
• Later on they were dorks playing with a towel lol (I think it was those two, I couldnt see so well :c)
• Water guns!
• There were confetti (ok not confetti, paper…confetti thingies) machines too!
• It was LIT!
• Zelo and another member (couldnt see who) threw their towels full of sweat into the crowd
• Sources say that Yongguk said “Thank you” to every single fan at the high-touch event (which were like at least 600 fans)
• It was purely amazing and unforgettable!
• They all said they’d come again!
About the fans:
The Babyz I met there were super nice, I was supposed to go with friends but they arrived way sooner than me and I didnt find them and was very confused where to go and what to do, so when I asked another fan she came with me and helped me get my stuff (an album + poster) and figure out where to go. When I was standing in line (still no sight of my friends), I made friends with 5 other fans (of one which I already met when we were searching for the venue) and we enjoyed the concert together and had a great time!
The people there were really nice and it made the concert even more amazing! I’ll go again the next time they’re here!
(And then I’ll bring gifts too! There were boxes for gifts for the group and individual members, but I didn’t know so I didn’t bring anything ㅠㅠ)
Omg!! I love that your doing valentines one shots!! ❤️❤️❤️ Can you do a plus size reader x Fili?? I never really see chubby readers for the hobbit. ☺️☺️☺️
“Your dad/mama is really excited to meet you soon, it’s driving me crazy.”
It’s not often that you are left alone since finding out that you were carrying Fili’s and your child you had rarely been left alone. If Fili wasn’t beside you making sure that you were safe and cared for at every turn, an arm around your thick waist or pressed to your stomach that had slowly been growing, then someone else was. Each of the dwarves took turns keeping an eye on you, it didn’t matter that you were all in Erebor, it didn’t matter that you were completely safe…they’d always be far too protective.
So when you found yourself alone in your quarters that you shared with Fili, you took a deep breath of relief. Sometimes you just needed time to yourself. To think. To talk. To relax.
You press a hand against your stomach, it used to be soft, now it’s firm and round, a little one sat inside…it still confuses you to no end, “Your adad is really excited to meet you soon, it’s driving me crazy…” You’re quiet as you speak as if speaking any louder would some how be a crime.
“He’s just so protective…it’s sweet really…but sometimes I just want to be alone…well except for you…” You don’t realise Fili’s standing in the doorway, watching you talk to your unborn child. You don’t realise that he’s smiling at you with pride and understanding…of course he was overbearing…it was nice to know that you understood that it wasn’t meant to upset you.