please tell me someone recorded this!

Ok so

IM trully confused with something.

  • Yoongi said that he recorded the So Far Away guide with Jimin; but then someone asked him why we cant hear this version, and he said something about the company and that he doesnt have a copy, something like that. (i saw this in some post on tumblr, it was in the yoonmin tag, was from a fansight i guess? If its fake or doesnt exist then please someone tell me!!)


  • BUT then RM showed us HIS guide of Serendipity, like, it was with him. Even if he didnt released, he at least showed us this version. Im asking myself

Why can’t Yoongi do the same with the guide of So Far Away?

If im speaking nonsense please correct me, or if someone has teories please also talk to me.

Heart on the Line (part 2)


You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU

author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1545
warnings: finger fucking

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AU where Geno and the pens are part of a secret organization that time travels to maintain the flow of historic events, and on one mission, Geno is tasked to go back to the 1820s to save a man (whose great-great grandson will eventually be key to a medical breakthrough that will change history) from a freak accident involving a horse carriage gone rogue. 

Anyways, the man is super thankful and insists on treating Geno to dinner, and Geno is hesitant because he’s really not supposed to interact this much with the subject but the man won’t hear a no. So Geno gets taken to this guy’s estate and meets Sidney, the man’s youngest son, who is beautiful and intelligent and basically Geno’s exact type. So right there and then Geno knows that he’s screwed. 

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A walk in town - Hometown series

ok ok, it was a 35 minutes warm up and I tried to record myself while painting~~

Painted on PS [2017.07]

Have an awesome day !!!!!

Please Please Me explained
  • I Saw Her Standing There: Paul's horny for a minor and then experiences a myocardial rupture
  • Misery: the Beatles were the kind of guy who never used to cry and boy does that change
  • Anna (Go to Him): all of my life, I've been SER-CHEN
  • Chains: George doesn't see the foreshadowing in John and Paul singing with him p much the whole song hiding whose song it is except during the bridge
  • Boys: queer baiting
  • Ask Me Why: why?
  • Please Please Me: last night I said these words to my girl: blow me
  • Love Me Do: the smartest song the Beatles ever wrote, every line rhymes
  • P.S. I Love You: Paul reads a repetitive letter out loud
  • Baby It's You: John is yearning? professing? complaining? there's no apparent conflict, it's hard to say
  • Do You Want to Know a Secret: George wants to tell someone a secret but he spoiled it before even saying there was a secret
  • A Taste of Honey: that song
  • There's a Place: dissociation, the musical
  • Twist and Shout: the Beatles record in a cave with an echo
Sleep Deprivation


In all of class 1-A’s time together, they have never once heard Midoriya cuss. Not even when he’s at his most distressed had they heard a single utterance of anything close to profanity, so imagine their shock when they found out that all it took was an angry Bakugou and some sleep deprivation.

a/n: wow im tired please take this thank you.

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Midoriya was running on nothing but coffee and two hours of sleep. UA’s final exams will do that to you, and he finds that the rest of his classmates are not in quite the same boat as he is. For the past  two weeks he’s been studying for any possible question his teachers can throw at him, and more often than not he’s woken up to his notes sticking to his face and an awful crick in his neck.

Trudging along to his homeroom class, a can of red bull in his hand, Midoriya sees Bakugou in a similar state as he is. Which is not at all surprising when you take into account the fact that they’re both one of the top students in their class, next to Todoroki, Yaoyorozu, and Iida. Seeing Bakugou in a foul mood is common and not that hard to endure, but a Bakugou tired and in a foul mood is harder to ignore. Currently, Midoriya is giving him a wide berth, just in case Bakugou tries to take out his grumpiness on him.

It seemed like no amount of maneuvering was going to get him away from Bakugou’s ire, if the barely audible, “Hey, Deku, you fucking loser, get over here!” is anything to go by. Midoriya really was in no mood to deal with him right now, so for the sake of his sanity, he continued walking down the halls, pretending not to hear Bakugou’s growling remarks.

Walking into homeroom was probably the worst mistake Midoriya could have made, if only because the rest of the class wasn’t nearly as much of a wreck as he was. Sure, they looked a little worse for wear, but they did seem to be sleeping more than he has. That is, except for Iida. The boy seemed to have permanent bags under his eyes these days.

“Whoah, Midoriya, you’re not looking too good,” Kirishima says, and Midoriya only grunts in acknowledgement.

Shuffling to his seat and sitting down in what could only be described as an undignified slump, he sees Todoroki frowning in concern. “Are you okay?”

Midoriya’s reply was cut short by Bakugou slamming open the door to the class and storming in. He stomped to his seat, and Midoriya could overhear Kaminari say, “Man, Bakugou looks like shit, too.”

“Well, they are some of the top students in the class. You’re obviously not studying enough if you can still smile.” Jirou said back, and this started an argument over who was studying more (neither of them), which got quickly drowned out in favor of Midoriya laying his head down and trying to fall asleep.

“Deku, I was fucking talking to you.”

Midoriya was, impossibly, reaching the end of his rope. He’s really not trying to make Bakugou feel any worse than he already is, but it was so hard when he’s so tired and Bakugou is so annoying.

“Don’t ignore me, fuckmunch.”

Midoriya regretfully lifted his head to look at Bakugou, who was standing right in front of his desk and glaring daggers at him. “Listen, Kaachan, I’m too tired to deal with your shit right now, so I’d appreciate it if you would go away.”

All heads turned to them, and utter silence reigned over the room.

In all of class 1-A’s time together, they have never once heard Midoriya cuss. Not even when he’s at his most distressed had they heard a single utterance of anything close to profanity, so imagine their shock when they found out that all it took was an angry Bakugou and some sleep deprivation.

“Did he just—”

“Oh my god!”

“Did someone record that?!”

“Who are you and what have you done to Midoriya?”

“Please, someone tell me they recorded that!”

Midoriya only groaned and laid his head back down, hoping the gods will be kind to him and kill him right then and there so that maybe he could get some sleep.

(In the corner, no one noticed Todoroki’s red face and his internal screaming, because he really shouldn’t have found that so hot, but really, can anyone blame him?)




The ever looming exams getting nearer and nearer brought out a side of Midoriya no one thought they’d ever see. The first time they wrote off as a fluke, a one time thing that came and went and was never to be see again. The second time, however, was the start of a trend.

“Hey, Midoriya, do you know where  I put my jacket? The blue one.” Sero walked into the common room to find a zombie like Midoriya sitting on the floor surrounded by piles of paper.

“Fuck no, sorry,” he said, and went back to turning his notes into paper airplanes and shooting them into Kirishima’s snoring face, because he lost the ability to read them hours ago.

“Oh-oh, okay, sorry to disturb you, I guess.” And he backed out of the room slowly, only to bolt upstairs moments later yelling, “You guys will not believe what I just heard!”

And he was right, they didn’t believe him.




Midoriya knew he must be losing his mind. The lack of sleep was finally getting to him, and he’s hallucinating, because that was the only reason why his heart was beating so fast when he looked at Todoroki laughing.

Well, cackling was more the right word. Todoroki Shouto was cackling. It was something to do with what Midoriya said, but he couldn’t really remember what it was. It doesn’t matter, because the rising sun was streaming in through the windows behind Todoroki and casting a warm glow around his hair, making his left side even more red and the right side a soft pink.

Midoriya knows Todoroki said something, but for the life of him he couldn’t concentrate on what. “ —oriya, hey Midoriya.” Todoroki was waving his hand in front of his face, and Midoriya snapped out of his thoughts. “What were you thinking about?”

“Oh, nothing!” Lies. “I was just wondering what Aizawa was going to make us do for the practical exam.” Lies. He hoped Todoroki doesn’t see his reddening face.

Todoroki gave him a Look that Midoriya doesn’t know how to interpret. “Are you getting enough sleep? Because if you’re not, maybe you should take this time to catch up.”

Oh, man. Midoriya was in some deep shit. Todoroki was too sweet, really, it should be illegal. “A-Alright, yeah, I’ll do that.” he watched as Todoroki smiled and turned around again.

He really is fucked. “Shit.”






Over the course of the next week, there was five other occasions where Midoriya cussed, and each time was followed either by another sip of his caffeinated drink, or the indecipherable mutterings about his notes that probably wouldn’t make sense even if they could be heard.

Most of these occurrences have been harmless, just some ruder replies than what a normal, well-rested-and-not-stressed Midoriya would have said. The only person who took the words personally was Bakugou, who seemed to think that annoying him even more was the answer, and so Midoriya took to hiding out in Todoroki’s room in order to get away from him.

Currently, Todoroki was sitting on his bed reading a book, while Midoriya was pacing about quizzing himself on the different ways a hero could get their license revoked. Todoroki would be lying if he said he wasn’t worried.

“Why don’t you take a break for a while,” he said. That at least got Midoriya to stop talking to himself, but in his distracted state, he wasn’t looking where he was going, and ran into the bed frame.

“God dammit!” he said, and started to hop on one foot while clutching his shin in the other.

If Midoriya was paying any attention, he would have heard the choked off sound coming from Todoroki, and would have seen his slight blush when he got off the bed and came over.  “I’m sorry, are you okay?”

Midoriya stopped bouncing around, but he was limping slightly. “Yeah, it just hurt. Don’t worry, it wasn’t your fault.”

Todoroki led Midoriya to his bed and forced him to lay down, saying, “You really should rest, Midoriya, this isn’t healthy.”

He tried to struggle, but it was Todoroki who won in the end, wrestling a blanket over him and silencing any arguments. “But i need to—”


“But my notes—”


In five minutes, Midoriya fell asleep, and Todoroki continued to read in the comforting sound of his soft snores.




When final exams ended, the students of UA didn’t know what to do with themselves. Some took to celebrating in the common room with food and drinks. While others, like Todoroki, preferred to relax in their room.

Well, that was what he planned to do, anyway, until he saw Midoriya shuffling along the path back to the dorms, and thought of a better idea. “How’d you do?” he asked.

“Better than I think, probably, but I don’t actually remember any of the material.”    

Midoriya was a complete mess. With tired eyes, wrinkly clothes, and messier hair than normal, it was a wonder the boy was even still standing. “Why don’t you watch a movie with me when we get back, to celebrate doing better than you think,” he offered with a small smile.

Midoriya seemed to perk up at that. “Alright.”

They walked together in companionable silence, and when they reached the dorms, they said goodbye to their classmates and headed up the stairs. Todoroki headed over to his small movie selection and said, “So what are you in the mood to watch? I’m sorry I don’t have such a wide range to choose from.” When he noticed that he got no answer, he looked back to see Midoriya passed out on his bed, face adorably squashed down into the pillows.

He smiled and turned out the lights. Crawling onto the other side of the bed, he pulled the covers over both of them and tucked it under Midoriya’s chin. Todoroki stayed like that, just looking at Midoriya sleep peacefully for the first time in what was probably weeks, until he too fell asleep.

(and no one but Midoriya saw his red face when he woke up tangled around Todoroki, resting his head on the other’s chest. He debated moving, if only to make the position less awkward, but Todoroki was far too comfortable and the blankets were far too warm, so he decided against it.)

Title: grey’s (ph)anatomy
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 1079 words
Summary: Understanding Dan was the beginning of the end, as far as Phil’s concerned, but he doesn’t mind too much where he ended up. (doctor/nurse au)
Notes: Written for @physicssucks12​​ for my thirty minute fics for charity fundraiser to benefit Puerto Rico. Thanks to @drycerealthief​ for looking it over for me!

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“I don’t know how you made it through med school,” Phil says, staring down at the lump of Dan in bed. “You’re going to be late. For the third time this week.”

“’s just a meeting,” Dan mumbles, face smushed into the pillow. “Meetings are dumb. I’ll be in for rounds.”

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We All Fall Down - Sixteen

“Because I’ve seen this sort of thing before Y/N. And with everything I know about Spencer Reid, it wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest.”

Will’s words shocked you into silence and you felt the atmosphere in the room shift. You knew the others wanted to ask and you also knew that Will was regretting saying anything in a room full of people who already wanted your husband’s head on a plate. It was Emily that gave in first.

“You can’t just say that and leave us hanging.” She tried to make a joke of something that really wasn’t something to joke about and although you appreciated her efforts, it fell flat.

“I shouldn’t have said anything,” Will shook his head solemnly at which you made a decision. You wanted…. no, you needed to know.

“But you did,” you told him. “And you can’t unsay it. What did he do Will?”

Will frowned, shaking his head again. “I can’t… I shouldn’t…”

“Is it on a police record somewhere? Is that why you can’t tell me?”

“No, it never went on record. I shouldn’t even know about it but I do because of my father.”

“Not to be blunt Will,” Emily again and you knew full well she was going to be. “But your daddy isn’t with us anymore. So it’s not like he can get in trouble for you telling us.”

“Please Will? If he’s done something, I need to know. Did he hurt someone?”

Your brother in law closed his eyes for longer than was usual and when he opened them, he looked around the room, staring the occupants of it down, one by one.

“You CANNOT breathe a word of this to anyone. Especially Spencer, Diana or JJ. I’m not even sure Diana and JJ know.”

You sat forward in your seat, draining the last of the whiskey. Emily took it and refilled it, sitting down at the table as well, as Luke moved closer. You felt a sense of trepidation, and almost excitement, like you were going to be told some horrific and terrifying ghost story that was going to give you nightmares instead of something about your own husband.

“We won’t say anything,” Emily promised him, Tara nodding along with her. Will looked over to Luke.

“I won’t say anything,” Luke told him.

“And you won’t do anything either,” Will stated and Luke glumly nodded. “You sure you wanna hear this Y/N?”

You nodded at your brother in law and he gave one last sigh before he began.

“Alright, I have no proof Spencer has been physically violent, let me just say that. But there’s something off about the way he treats women. You all know that my father moved here and became sheriff after he and my momma divorced right, and that when I used to come visit him for the summers, that’s how I met JJ?” The others nodded and you did too even though you had no real knowledge of this. You knew Will wasn’t from around here, his southern accent gave that much away, but you had no details on the origin of him and Jennifer. Given how closer Spencer and she seemed to be, Spencer rarely spoke about her to you. Will confined on and you listened intently.

“So when we started dating, my daddy told me to be careful, and to watch out for her twin. He was reluctant to tell me why but I could always get information out of him that I shouldn’t have. Turns out, there was an incident when Spencer was 19. He was home from college for the summer and he and his father thought it would be a good idea for him to offer some tutoring sessions. It would look good to his professors and would give him some teaching experience. Having had his first novel published and being somewhat of a teenage prodigy in the literary world, his services were snapped up and he spent the summer tutoring, before suddenly leaving two weeks earlier than planned. My father was really good friends with Raymond Greenaway…. ”

“The owners of Greenaway’s?” Luke interrupted and Will nodded. “I know his daughter Elle, she was two years above me in school. I had the hugest crush on her ever.”

“So did a lot of people boyo, so did a lot of people.” Emily winked at Luke suggestively and you chuckled despite the situation.

“Yeah, so did a lot of people. Spencer included,” Will spoke, causing Luke to frown.

“If Spencer was 19 though, Elle would have been what, 16?”

“She turned 16 the summer he was tutoring her. You see, Elle Greenaway aspired to be a writer too, some of her pieces were published in the local newspaper and from what I’ve read of her work, she was very very good….”

“Hasn’t she published her own book? I’m sure I read somewhere that she was up for an award or something…”

Emily reached out and punched Luke in the arm lightly. “Stop interrupting.”

Will continued on. “Anyway, she was one of Spencer’s clients, her family paying him to tutor her until they decided they no longer required his services. Raymond asked my father to have an unofficial word with the Reid’s, he didn’t want nothing on record but he didn’t like the way Spencer behaved around Elle. Diana treated Raymond’s wife too, so he didn’t want to cause upset as he was very grateful but he was concerned. Said he found notes tucked inside Elle’s books from him, notes that were very complimentary of her work but he said they also seemed like love letters. When Raymond asked Elle about them she didn’t seem worried, saying how Spencer would sing her praises each time they met and tell her how her writing was brilliant, how her words were setting his soul on fire….”

Something twigged inside your stomach, a horrible sensation.

“Then she let slip that Spencer was giving her extra tutelage that her parents weren’t paying for, asking her to meet him at the library so they could work together. Her daddy felt uncomfortable with that, so he put a stop to the lessons. Two weeks later Elle talks to her father, suddenly scared. She liked Spencer, she really did, but he was now turning up at the diner she was pulling shifts at, sitting in there all evening until she finished her shift. He was leaving notes for her, telling her how he missed her, how he wanted to see her again. She couldn’t swear to it, but she woke one night and thought she saw him outside their house, watching. My dad went and spoke to William and literally the next day, Spencer had gone.”

Will looked at you, checking you were okay and you nodded, sensing there was more.

“Around three years before you and Spencer married, Y/N, William donated a lot of money to the school Spencer was teaching at. Around 50k. Diana didn’t know anything about it until she saw the bank statements. I shouldn’t even know this either but I was in the house doing some work for them and overheard their argument. William said the money was a donation to help Spencer get tenure there which considering he resigned a year later and transferred, that didn’t seem right. So I did some digging of my own. There’s nothing in Spencer’s own file but there’s a complaint from his teaching assistant at the time. She thought that professor Reid was becoming far too fixated on some of his female students, and thought it should be investigated. That complaint should be in his professional file but it’s not. It’s only because I dug, that I found it. I don’t know exactly what happened there but given the fact that a large sum of money was paid and that teaching assistant was no longer assigned to him after that summester, I suspect that William threw money to make whatever Spencer had done, or not done, go away. Now I don’t know about you guys, but that gives me the creeps. And then Y/N, and please darlin’, don’t take this the wrong way, but then there was you.”

You nodded, dumbfounded. You felt three pairs of eyes on you and knew they were about to ask. “Not tonight, please. I’ll explain what he means but not tonight.”

Emily reached out and squeezed your shoulder as Will took another breath to speak.

“Do you all understand why I’m concerned now? Some might argue that he’s not actually done anything wrong. That being a little creepy and problematic doesn’t make you an abuser….”

It was Emily’s turn to interrupt him. “No but the things you’ve said…. That makes him obsessive and easily infatuated, persuasive perhaps. And that can make someone dangerous. Especially when they don’t get what they want.”

You wanted to defend Spencer because the things that were being said seemed to be making him out to be a monster. And was he really that much of a monster?

“It sounds like he’s got some issues yes,” it was Tara who actually came to his defence, if you could call it that. “But if Y/N says he didn’t hurt her and hasn’t hurt her in the past, then we have to believe her. I agree with everything you’re saying Em, and Will, what you’ve told us is certainly worrying and definitely will not leave this room. Right now though, we need to not go on a manhunt and accuse anyone of being something we don’t know they are. Right now, we’re here for Y/N.”

You were thankful for her input, mainly because you weren’t ready to deal with the things that had been said this evening and what they could possibly mean. You yawned, suddenly feeling extremely exhausted which triggered Will to stand.

“Y/N, doll. I’m sorry for whatever happened tonight. Even retracting the things we’ve just discussed, what Spencer did tonight was still inexcusable. I still have a key so I can go around tomorrow when he’s at work and get you some things if you’d like?”

You started to nod and then suddenly shook your head. “He’ll know then, he’ll know that someone knows where I am. He threw me out, let him live with that for a while. See if he does anything first, see if he tells anyone what he did. I can get by for a few days.”

“I have clothes you can borrow and you can stay here for as long as you need, right Tara?” Tara nodded at her partner’s words and you felt relief.

“Fair enough. Just call if you need anything though. I’ll stop by tomorrow night to check up with you, okay?” You nodded at Will, thankful that he was looking out for you. It felt nice to actually have people caring.

“I’ll stop by too if that’s okay?” Luke asked and you nodded, making a note to make sure his hoody was washed so you could return it, if your blood would ever come out of it.

“We’ll both be off then and leave you in the extremely good hands of these ladies.”

The men made their exits, Will kissing you on the cheek as he left and Luke squeezing your shoulder. After assuring both Emily and Tara that you were honestly okay, you asked if they could show you to where you would be sleeping.  Emily led you to a large, airy bedroom with a bed that you just wanted to crawl into and never get out of.

She leant in, wrapping her arms around with such intensity that you thought your bones might shatter and then you would be nothing.

“We’ve got you babe, we’ve got you.”

It was only after she left the room and you closed the door that you allowed yourself to cry again.

[DL] Drama Yowamushi Pedal Season 2 #1

sorry, will no longer be shared 

 Hi guys!!! Will share with you my recording of the first epi of season 2 today^^


Ogoe Yuuki as Onoda Sakamichi
Kimura Tatsunari as Imaizumi Shunsuke
Fukazawa Taiga as Naruko Shoukichi
Goumoto Naoya as Kinjou Shingo
Tomotsune Yuuki as Tadokoro Jin
Baba Ryouma as Makishima Yuusuke
Kujirai Kousuke as Teshima Junta
Yashima Ryou as Aoyagi Hajime
Hirai Hiroki as Sugimoto Terufumi
Asato Yuuya as Kanzaki Tooji
Sakurai Minami as Kanzaki Miki
Takigawa Eiji as Fukutomi Juichi
Kido Yuuya as Arakita Yasutomo
Tamaki Yuuki as Toudou Jinpachi
Miyazaki Shuuto as Shinkai Hayato
Aoki Soramu as Izumida Touichirou
Akimoto Ryuutarou as Kuroda Yukinari
Ueda Keisuke as Manami Sangaku
Matsushima Shouta as Ishigaki Koutarou
Fukuyama Shoudai as Mizuta Nobuyuki
Yamamoto Yuuhei as Machimiya Eikichi
Matsumoto Yuuichi as Ibitani Ryou


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The Words of a Beating Heart

Request: “AHH OKI SO LIKE IMAGINE A RAINY DAY WITH CREDENCE, AND LIKE THE READER AND CREDENCE HAVE A WAR/GAME ABOUT WHO’S BEST LOOKING (like reader arguing that Creed is prettier than them and vice versa). bUT LIKe sorry I just feel like Credence would get so flustered, especially if the reader got really flustered too, and just like Ah”

Pairing: Credence Barebone x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

A lazy record spun on the turntable, hitching and cracking while the needle ran through the grooves in the vinyl. A thick fog had enveloped New York, with flicks of rain falling against the misty windows. Credence had taken to drawing little hearts with his fingers, breathing hot breath onto his works to bring them to full opacity when they started to fade. He was waiting for you to finish making some tea, watching you from his position on the couch as you poured it into two mugs.

“You’re so beautiful.” He murmured without thinking. It seemed to have become a common theme when he was around you; unable to hold back his thoughts from tumbling out of his pink lips.

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rewenzo  asked:

Why does Stannis call Janos Slynt "my lord" at the wall? Slynt is only a lord because Joffrey made him Lord of Harrenhal and a member of the small council. Stannis shouldn't recognize either of the actions.

Because Stannis recognizes titles. It’s a Stannis thing.

“Make it Ser Jaime the Kingslayer henceforth,” Stannis said, frowning. “Whatever else the man may be, he remains a knight.”  –ACOK, Davos I

Though it is true that Stannis refuses to acknowledge Ramsay’s legitimization because the false king Tommen ordered it, so you’d think that would apply with Joffrey and Janos Slynt too. However, please note that Stannis only calls Slynt “my lord” once, in conversation where it’s courteous to call someone “my lord” whether they are or not – and as commander of the gold cloaks, Janos Slynt might have occasionally received that courtesy back in the day at King’s Landing even though he wasn’t a lord at the time.

For the record, though, every time Stannis addresses Janos Slynt:

“Spare me your fawning, Janos, it will not serve you.”

“As to royal guidance, Janos, if you mean that I ought to tell your brothers to choose you, have the courage to say so.”
That took Lord Janos aback. He smiled uncertainly and began to sweat, but Bowen Marsh beside him said, “Who better to command the black cloaks than a man who once commanded the gold, sire?”
“Any of you, I would think. Even the cook.” The look the king gave Slynt was cold. “Janos was hardly the first gold cloak ever to take a bribe, I grant you, but he may have been the first commander to fatten his purse by selling places and promotions. By the end he must have had half the officers in the City Watch paying him part of their wages. Isn’t that so, Janos?”

“Do not trifle with me, my lord. I saw the proof Jon Arryn laid before the small council. If I had been king you would have lost more than your office, I promise you, but Robert shrugged away your little lapses. ‘They all steal,’ I recall him saying. ‘Better a thief we know than one we don’t, the next man might be worse.’ Lord Petyr’s words in my brother’s mouth, I’ll warrant. Littlefinger had a nose for gold, and I’m certain he arranged matters so the crown profited as much from your corruption as you did yourself.”
Lord Slynt’s jowls were quivering, but before he could frame a further protest Maester Aemon said, “Your Grace, by law a man’s past crimes and transgressions are wiped clean when he says his words and becomes a Sworn Brother of the Night’s Watch.”
“I am aware of that. If it happens that Lord Janos here is the best the Night’s Watch can offer, I shall grit my teeth and choke him down.”

–ASOS, Samwell V

“And Slynt names you a turncloak.” –ADWD, Jon I

So, yeah, one “my lord” (probably dripping with icy sarcasm), and one “Lord Janos here” (same) out of all those “Hello, Newman-like Janoses… I really wouldn’t call that Stannis recognizing Joffrey’s actions. Hope that helps!

mysticmessofcrap  asked:

Asthmatic MC about to have sex with RFA (V+Saeran included) but they start to have an asthma attack. Like, they can't breath and they have to get talked through it to breath again.

Thank you so much for the ask :D It was rather challenging, since I don’t know much about asthma so I had to ask my best friend Google for help there, but I like a challenge. I also hope that it’s okay that not all of them ‘talked her through it’ per se…some people handle stress situation better than others :P



♬ you were very excited as Zen was above you, giving you that dirty smirk you knew meant fun

♬ he began trailing kisses down your body, nibbling at skin and leaving his mark

♬ you weren’t allowed to do that, because he’d just have to cover it up with make-up, but he fucking loved doing it to you

♬ a private mark to remind him that you were his

♬ he kissed your thighs, his hot breath tickling your skin

♬ you could feel the arousal soaring through you, heart rate picking up

♬ when he goes down on you it’s like an explosion, really

♬ he’s damn good at it, sucking and licking at your clit while fingering you

♬ that is when you first start noticing that maybe you gasping for air wasn’t just a reaction to the overwhelming pleasure

♬ you brush it off at first

♬ you haven’t had an asthma attack in years

♬ instead you attempt to focus on the pleasure, rocking onto his wicked tongue licking inside of you now

♬ that is when you start to notice that damn familiar tight feeling in your chest

♬ soon followed by panting

♬ and then the damn wheezing sets in

♬ fuck

♬ you feel Zen freeze between your legs and look up at you in confusion

♬ you know what he must be thinking right now; what kind of unsexy sex noises is she producing

♬ what you didn’t expect was to him to immediately stop and to pull you up into a sitting position

♬ he kneeled in front of you, looking up at you with worry in his eyes

♬ he cupped your face, inspecting you before nodding with determination

♬ apparently he figured out what exactly the problem was

♬ “Do you have an inhaler with you?”

♬ you tried to answer, but only more wheezing came out so you shook your head

♬ another short nod on his part

♬ “Breathe with me. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. 3 seconds in, hold it and 3 seconds out. Yes, just like that.”

♬ he talked you through the entire thing and you’ve never been more thankful for anything

♬ or more embarrassed, for that matter

♬ you apologized a couple of times, but he stopped you every time

♬ “The only thing you should be apologizing for is not having told me you used to have asthma attacks”, he says, voice gentle.

♬ Despite you reassuring him that you were alright he insisted on bringing you to the nearest hospital

♬ not only that, but he carried you there

♬ in his arms

♬ the entire way

♬ once there the doctor gave you a new inhaler, suggested some treatments and told Zen he did good

♬ it made him feel proud to know he’d done good by you

♬ you thanked him for a kiss to the cheek

♬ he blushed

♬ “Lucky for you actors get stage fright so I know about a million different way to breathe and calm you down!”


★ when the two of you decided to finally share your first time together both of you were nervous

★ neither of you really knew what you were doing

★ it didn’t matter though, since you loved each other and were happy to share such a special moment

★ you’d gone about it a little methodically, reading up on the internet, preparing condoms, lube, music and such

★ you were still nervous though, because you’d read that the first time hurt and you were so bad with pain

★ both of you decided that it was best to start with making out, take your time and get into it

★ everything was fine at first

★ you were kissing, slow and sweet

★ then things started becoming a little more heated, passion taking over, tongues fighting for dominance

★ you could feel yourself getting wet, turned on, but also breathless

★ when he broke the kiss and started kissing down your neck your breath started to get faster

★ and faster

★ and faster

★ and yet your lungs didn’t seem to be filling with air

damn it

★ you began wheezing and apparently that got Yoosung’s attention because he stopped and stared up at you

★ had this not been such a serious situation, you might have laughed at his expression

★ he looked like a deer caught in the headlight, really

★ sadly this wasn’t funny and breathing became even harder

★ then Yoosung started to panic as well, gripping your shoulders and shaking you

★ what on earth was he doing

★ “Oh my God, breathe! You have to breathe! Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God.”

★ you sincerely hoped that animals didn’t have asthma…because they would have been dead

★ “Oh God, you’re not breathing. Why aren’t you breathing?”

★ possibly because he was shaking you like a rag-doll, but you weren’t quite sure

★ when he noticed that telling you to breathe and calm didn’t help when he himself was a wreck of nerves and anxiety you began pointing towards your bag

★ luckily you still carried your inhaler

★ at first he was confused but after about half a minute he finally got what you were getting at

★ he ran towards your bag and took the poor thing apart until he finally found the inhaler

★ he handed it to you, watching you take a puff from it every thirty seconds

★ usually you’d only have to do it once a minute, but he’d gotten you worked up

★ after ten puffs you stop, finally feeling like you can breathe again, and exhale

★ meanwhile Yoosung is kneeling in front of you, head hanging low

★ you reach out and brush through his messy hair

★ “I really messed that up, didn’t I? Man, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll do better next time.”


♨ this woman is literally prepared for anything, even things you’d never expect

♨ when you first decided to have sex with one another you were both knew to it

♨ not sex, but sex with other women

♨ you’d gone in head first, Jaehee had read up on it on the internet

♨ you were a good team, calm meeting crazy

♨ which is why it didn’t surprise you at all when she pulled out an inhaler during your asthma attack

♨ you’d been getting cozy on the couch, watching the latest of Zen’s play on DVD

♨ one thing led to the other and you were kissing

♨ you were straddling Jaehee, grinding against her in desperate need for friction

♨ it felt great and you wanted more than just that, wanted to feel her against you bare and naked

♨ the thought got you aroused, worked up even

♨ sadly, a little too much, as it seemed

♨ suddenly you found herself coughing and wheezing

♨ the fact that you were having an asthma attack when it’d been years worked you up

♨ you got nervous, and the symptoms got worse

♨ luckily Jaehee reacted quickly

♨ she gently pushed you off herself to sit upright on the couch

♨ she calmly disappeared for a couple of seconds only to return from the bathroom with an inhaler in hand

♨ you didn’t have a lot of time to worry about where she’d gotten it from or why

♨ you accepted it, putting it into your mouth and inhaled

♨ meanwhile she held up her wrist, staring at her watch

♨ “You’re not too far gone so I’d say one puff every forty seconds should be enough.”

♨ You had no idea how she remained so calm, but you appreciated it a lot

♨ “Take another puff exactly…now!”

♨ you did and about five minutes later you felt much much better

♨ once you could breathe and talk again you couldn’t help but ask

♨ Jaehee merely shrugged, a sweet blush to her cheeks

♨ “I noticed that you run out of breath at work much quicker than I do. I wasn’t sure whether I was right with my asthma theory, but when I googled the symptoms did add up and I’d rather be safe than sorry.”


♛ it had taken months to convince Jumin to have sex

♛ even just thinking it made you feel dirty

♛ not that he’d been repelled by you or the idea of sex with you, but he really wanted to wait until marriage

♛ when you explained to him that you weren’t quite ready to say yes though, he soon caved

♛ maybe the cat ears, tail and little bell to wear around your neck had something to do with it too…

♛ but who cares about minor details like that

♛ the second he came home and saw you in that outfit, his moral soon flew out of the window

♛ honestly, he just did it because he wanted to be better than his father anyway

♛ Jumin had admitted to never having had sex before, so you’d been worried it might not be good

♛ you worried for nothing, let me tell you

♛ you couldn’t tell whether he’d watched porn recently or read up on it or whether it was just pure talent

♛ but he was wicked good and you hadn’t even been naked at that time

♛ he was worshipping your body, touching you everywhere, feathery light

♛ caressing every inch of skin he could get his hands on, always tender and loving

♛ you were so overwhelmed with emotion you felt like you might actually cry

♛ especially when he stopped the naughty bits to press a kiss to your hand, just as a reminder that it wasn’t just about sex

♛ that is when you felt like all air got sucked out of your lungs…

♛ …and no new air was coming in

♛ how unfortunate

♛ he’d stopped when he’d noticed something was off, that you’d gone tense

♛ you weren’t wheezing yet, but from how you remembered your attacks, it would set in soon

♛ Jumin was looking at you, frowning slightly as he didn’t seem to understand what the issue was

♛ when you gasped out for an inhaler, it quickly made click

♛ he got out his phone and called for his servants employees to get you an inhaler

♛ while waiting for them he talked you through the attack

♛ his voice had always been low and soothing, but in that moment it was even more so

♛ by the time someone came the inhaler you were mostly calmed down again

♛ he still told you to take a puff or two for good measures

♛ “See, that is what happens when you have sex before marriage. Now please tell your doctor to send me your medical records immediately. I need to take precautions.”


☼ he’d been holed up in his room for almost a week

☼ apparently working on some virus that was harder to program than he’d anticipated

☼ when he’d finally come out, Seven had been stressed and tense

☼ you’d figured it’d be a nice gesture to…relief some of the stress

☼ you’d pushed him down onto the couch, straddling him

☼ after making out for a while, things turning heated rather quick, you decided to climb down and go

☼ you went on his knees, ready to give him the blowjob of his life

☼ Seven’s looked wrecked from the kiss alone, so you were hoping that would blow his mind entirely

☼ his eyes were half lidded, lips parted and spit slick and God was that vision hot

☼ when you took him into your mouth he moaned, hand coming to fist your hair

☼ you groaned around his length, sending vibrations down his shaft

☼ apparently he liked that a lot, because he bucked his hips and thrust into your mouth

☼ you didn’t like that

☼ mainly because for even just a split second you felt like you were choking

☼ and that set you off

☼ you found yourself pulling off, panting and gasping for air

☼ then the wheezing set in and Seven finally reacted

☼ not that it was optimal

☼ in his half-panic he reached for an empty bag of Honey Buddha Chips and pressed it to your mouth

☼ you really would have loved to been able to roll your eyes

☼ however, all you could was breathe in and out of the damn bag

☼ you could still taste the faint note of chips with every breath

☼ eventually you’d calmed down enough to get rid of the bag, glaring daggers at your idiot of a boyfriend

☼ “Did you seriously just press a dirty chips bag against my face to breathe into?”

☼ at least he had the decency to look ashamed, scratching the back of his head nervously

☼ “Not really clever of me. In my defense, I’m sleep deprived. Still…not my prouder moment. Sorry.”


☀ You were lying in bed, wrapped up in your own world

☀ making out with Saeran was something you appreciated a lot

☀ for one it took a lot of trust in you to let you this close

☀ he also was a great kisser

☀ whether it be feathery light and just a brush of lips or passionate, licking into your mouth and claiming it with his tongue

☀ this time, however, you were surprised when he began touching you

☀ his hand disappeared under your shirt, slowly roaming upwards

☀ his touch left a pleasant shiver behind wherever it went

☀ when his hand wrapped around your bare breast, fingers playfully twisting your nipple you gasped

☀ you arched into the touch, biting your lip to muffle any embarrassing sounds

☀ you hadn’t been touched like that in a long time, so your body was hypersensitive

☀ suddenly his hand was gone though and you were about to pout when you felt it sneak under your skirt and ~ oh!

☀ He used two fingers to push inside you while his thumb circled your clit

☀ it took your breath away

☀ which was fine, until he literally took your breath away

☀ this attack came so fast you barely saw it coming

☀ clutching your chest you gasped for air

☀ Saeran just blinked and calmly removed his hand from your body

☀ he then turned around leaving you facing his back

☀ you felt hurt for a moment, almost close to tears until suddenly he turned back and pressed an inhaler between your lips and pressed it, forcing you to inhale a deep breath

☀ a minute later he did it again, expression almost eerily calm and neutral

☀ you calmed soon after, still staring at him with wide eyes though

☀ what had just happened?

☀ when you asked him where he’d gotten the inhaler from he told you he’d brought it a couple of months ago

☀ you asked him whether he had asthma but he said that wasn’t the case, leaving you even more confused

☀ “I hacked into your medical record and saw that you had asthma so I took care of it. I need you alive. you also didn’t tell me you were allergic to eggs. That was reckless of you.”

☀ you just kind of gaped at him at that admission

☀ well, he certainly had a unique way of showing you that he loved you

☀ “And look, I got it in your favourite colour too.”

Jihyun Kim/V

📷 the entire day you’d felt somewhat breathless

📷 it had been rather stressful at the party, so you figured that must have been the reason

📷 especially as you’d watch V get on stage to sell his last photographs

📷 now he had none saved and left to sell and was incapable of taking more

📷 while he’d moved on from Rika and you’d actually gotten him to agree to the surgery, it’d been to late

📷 at that point, a couple of years after the actual incident, the doctors had said there was nothing they could do anymore, it was permanent

📷 you figured the heavy feeling on your chest was your heart sinking at said fact

📷 when you’d gotten home you’d still felt somewhat sad, but V had just laughed and shaken his head

📷 he’d seen this event as something to be celebrated, to be happy about

📷 after all he’d been able to follow his dreams and passions and take photographs until the very end

📷 when he put it that way, you couldn’t help but agree

📷 you’d kissed him then, innocent and light

📷 V, however, had other things in mind

📷 soon you’d found yourself pressed against the nearest wall, a leg between yours for you to grind against

📷 you shamelessly did so, panting and gradually getting more out of breath

📷 by the time you noticed what was going on, that you’d been wrong about those signs throughout the day it was too late

📷 the asthma attack hit you hard, the weight on your chest almost unbearable, forcing you to your knees

📷 you’d felt like you were suffocating and no matter how often you took breaths, nothing stuck

📷 to your surprise, V had remained completely calm

📷 he’d followed you on your knees and didn’t come too close, instead keeping enough distance to let you breathe

📷 he breathed along with you, showed you how to do it, soother you with his calm words

📷 when you’d calmed enough not to choke on him he got up and returned with an old looking inhaler

📷 you’d taken a couple of puffs and handed the inhaler back

📷 “I used to have asthma as a kid. This thing is old though, so we better get you a new one just in case.”


I’m sorry if there are some mistakes, I’m hella tired at this point and have been staring at this for hours XD I really hope you like it nevertheless 

Day6 Covers

This is a list of most of Day6′s covers (at least the ones i could find on youtube) but i’m not perfect so if i’ve missed any, miss-named any, or the links don’t work feel free to let me know and i’ll change it.

Keep reading


Well, the last time was Ohmiya, today I want to upload some Sakuraiba gifs.
First of all, I want to say that I look at Sakuraiba like a pair sometimes true, sometimes like a very good friends. I can’t explain some things I saw, but many others is like when you’ve got much confidence with someone. Then here it is.

1. I don’t know when the program was recording, but judging Aiba’s hair, maybe 2007-2010 (I didn’t guess well xd).
Okay, I don’t know what Sho said in that moment, but Aiba’s reaction was exaggerated. Sho should say something important or inappropriate. And Aiba didn’t matter hold Sho and tried to cover his mouth. (If someone knows what happened here, please tell me :3)

2.This is one of my favourite gifs. They was so fresh and natural in that perfomance. They didn’t hesitate to hold each other and laugh together. I can see how Sho pull Aiba closer after looking and smiling each other. Aiba really looks like his girlfriend, nee?

3. I just put it here because I love it, it’s not Sakuraiba at all but I love when Aiba makes his jokes and Sho scolds him so lovingly. (And sometimes he do it too xd)

4. Well… How should I explain it? There almost was other Sakuraiba kiss. What caught my attention was that Aiba was surprised to have Sho so close when he turned around, but Sho didn’t show signs of caring. It’s like that they see normal staying so close. How time do they spend staying close? (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

5. I really love this show of trust. We know how Sho loves eat. But steal to Aiba of his food… It’s enough Sho, eat Aiba, I’m sure you’d really like it 😌

6. It’s from Mago Mago Arashi, wow my feels ;-; In Japan, it’s normal that a couple wear the same t-shirt or something equal to show they are together. Well, Sakuraiba went a step futher. Their underpants were the same. And there were more times like t-shirts and jackets.

7. It was Aiba’s letter in 24hrs TV. I cried a lot… It broke my heart several times. Aiba was really ill and upset with himself. Sho wanted to support him and made him stop crying, so he embraced him. This just made him cry more and more but it was a sign of love and comfort.

8.This was in A•RA•SHI in Time Live Tour. Well, thanks to the colours we know who is who. I can see Masaki’s hand stroked tightly Sho’s. It was longer than normal but I want to emphasize Ohmiya behind. Yeah, they don’t stop no matter what.

I would love if Sakuraiba were real but I know that they are so good friends. Also, Aiba and Sho are so open, it can be misunderstood. In the meantime, I’ll continue reading Sakuraiba fics XD

little things - take this burden

More often that not, a chapter will sprout around a sentence or two that pop into my head.

Here are some with no context and in no particular order.

  • ‘I’m never playing laser tag with you assholes ever again’
  • ‘Who doesn’t like a little violence first thing in the morning?’
  • ‘Man, you talk a lot of shit for someone that doesn’t want to get stabbed’
  • ‘You know not everyone takes well to being screamed at, even when it’s nice things.’
  • ‘PLEASE tell me I hallucinated that.’
  • ‘So…did I miss the point when you became a decent human being?’
  • ‘I want it on record that my efforts to remedy your blue balls the have been turned down and I will not be held responsible in the event of your untimely death.’ 
  • ‘Two minutes. That’s all I’d need.’
  • Being caught off guard by a punch to the face will throw anyone off their game.
  • ‘Oh my god, you are SO into this.’
  • ‘If It’s too much, please tell me.’
  • ‘You’re seriously in over your head here, kiddo.’
  • ‘ If you let me, I will protect you/take care of you/keep you safe.’
  • ‘Tell me I’m better than him. Even if it’s a lie.’
  • ‘You’re pushing yourself too far. You’re going to ruin it.’
  • ‘I love you. Have I told you that today?’
  • ‘The only time I will ever hurt you is when you beg me to, on your knees, with clear instructions and safe word, followed by a warm bath, a back massage, and pleasuring you orally as long as you’ll let me.’
  • ‘Cool, man. Now say it in French.’
  • ‘I’m not going to kill you, this isn’t a movie.’
  • ‘How about you stop being such a pussy and show some backbone.’
  • ‘I see everything I’ve built reflected in your eyes and it suddenly means something’
  • ‘Oh, I don’t need him here. I just like watching him hurt people.’
Malfoy/Potter dinner

Scorpius: I am so much like you dad.

Albus: This is not the time.

Scorpius: Of course it is.

Albus: This wasn’t my idea.

Draco: You are?

Albus: I am like you too dad.

Harry: You aren’t.

Draco: Will someone fill me in please?

Scorpius: Simple, right Albus?

Albus: If you say so.

Harry: What are you two hiding?

Scorpius: Albus and I are gay for each other like you and dad are for each other.

Albus: And you went there.

Scorpius: Dad, tell Harry how you spend hours talking to me about you being in love with him after all of these years.

Draco: -Face turns pale.- I-

Albus: My dad doesn’t talk but he mumbles Draco’s name in his sleep.

Harry: And how would you know that?

Albus: I record you.

Scorpius: That I did not know.

Draco: Does anyone remember the obliviation spell?

Albus: Nope.

Scorpius: No.

Harry: I do.

Draco: Good. We can obliviate having ever hated each other.

Scorpius: Now that’s my dad talking.

Albus: Did our dads just have a moment?

Scorpius: Don’t worry, I filmed it all.

Draco: What?

Harry: What?

Scorpius: I said I lived it all.

Do you want to leave a "someone's child" in a future? Haruka!

Shimazaki Nobunaga (Haruaka) x Yonaga Tsubasa (nagisa)

sorry.. I am not good at English but I translate vey hard so I hop you like it :)


S : I watched free! ES episode 4

S :oh thank you!

Y : yeah!

S :after sosuke is picked… As a member of a relay, we have a high expectation on him.

S :and! when gou checked our lunch box, she said

Y : yes!

S :“Remember that you’re not just one person anymore”

S :that time, eh??? nagisa kun! Are you pregnant? really???

Y : lol

S :I was impressed about that

S : and in twitter, pregnant rumor become hot issue

Y : ha? DId that rumor really become hot issue?????

S :(sorry I don’t know What he say……)@#$@#%&*&(*))_+%$

S :Though nagisa kun may get pregnant, I will love him!!!!!

Y : yes. listen everyone, I tell you that nagisa is man…. he can’t get pregnant!!

S :but. until.. nowdays.. I did’t know that.. ah.. somewhere..

S :seriously, I heard that ‘nowdays, Man can get pregnant’

Y : well… I don’t think that impossible.

S :I heard ehh….. some IPS cell??????

Y : Are you just saying anything that is unrelated?

S : No, it’s not lol

S : no no no but

S :Really!!! I heard that In somewhere laboratory,  Do experimental work about man’s pregnant

Y : if so, you try it

S :ha? me?????

Y : lol

Y : when you record free! ES,,your… If your stomach will be gettting full  …….

Y : “ara, what happen to you, nobunaga?”

someone tell you “Tell me, whose love child is this?”

S :“whose child?”

Y : “Then, you tell everyone that 'Tatsuhisa is the baby’s father’ (Tatsuhisa = tachibana makoto voice actor)

S :If you said "then just say it” is not actually it means.

S :Actually, Who’s the father of that child?

Y : you can give birth and claim 'the baby is Tatsuhisa’s son’ !!!

Y : please! Tatsuhisa, Take your own responsibility !!!!!!!(;_;)

S : but when do a paternity test, can know who the father is….

Y : nobunaga.. Do you have anyone you want?

Y : no change the question,  With whom do you want to have a baby of these free members?

S :whose child?

Y : Yeah!

Y : Do you want to leave a “someone’s child” in a future?

S :to leave a “someone’s child” in a future?

Y : yes!

S :Oh that’s it…. ehh….

Y : tsu-da sang?(さん), tsu-da sang?

Y : I think tsu-daさん is good man

Y : Do you like tru-da sang?

S :tsu-daさん… I like him but…

S :I think that free members are very great guys either.

Y : yeah!

S :I think I want to leave a 'all member’s child’ in a future..  (´▽`)

Y : ah!

S :let’s give birth to all memeber’s child!!!!!  (///▽///)

( Omg!!!!! wwwwwwww What are you saying!!! nobunaga!!! lol)

Y : what????…….lol

S :Leave it to me lol   (*^o^*)

Y : ohohohoh!! you great!!!!!

S :Give birth to all!!!!!!!!!

Y : good!

Y : I know, they’re good people.

S :yes!

Y : but… after second seaon, free added a few new members.

S :hai, you’re absolutely right

Y : suzu… there is suzuki kun

S :hai! all of them is good member ^3^

Y : hozoya kun is added free member.

S :yeah there are many variety of member, and I wanna bear a child, everyone’s child.

Y : hmm…

S :let’s give birth to child!!!! ♪(*´∀`)


Y : good! good! everyone!! (*^o^*) nobunaga may give birth to all member’s child
(sorry, but that korean translation is very odd, so I can’t understand perfectly ㅠ)

S : yeah!


haruka voice actor really cute!!! >_< I like him..