1. He’ll kiss your forehead and call you his everything
2. He’ll ask you to repeat the word ‘smoothie’ thousands and thousands of times because he thinks it’s cute.
3. He’ll smile at you, and suddenly the whole world will stop, and you’ll find bliss and peace and finally have hope that everything will be okay
4. He’ll hug you so god damn tight, you fear that he’ll squish all your organs out
5. He’ll tell you jokes, and stories, and tell you everything that reminded him of you that day
6. He’ll take care of you, and protect you in your most venerable moments, and tell you that you look beautiful in the meantime.
7. You’ll never feel unsafe, and you know that no matter what, he’ll be with you, cause you can’t see your self living one single day without calling him your own
8. He’ll dance with you, and laugh with you but never at you, he’ll lie to you and tell you you’re the best dancer he’s ever seen.
9. He’ll make you feel beautiful, like no one ever has before. You’ll look in the mirror and question if you’re really as bad as you’ve always thought you have been.
10. And most importantly he’ll love you.
He’ll love you so fucking much, infact he will make you feel the most loved than you ever have in all of your life
The team watched as Kaldur exited the cave with suspicious looks, knowing that he was hiding something from them. Kaldur was wearing casual attire and unarmed, so the team knew it wasn’t an undercover mission he was going on. He didn’t take the Zeta-Tube, hinting that he had business in Happy Harbor. Kaldur’s attitude even had brightened from his serious facade, and that was the main reason why the team was freaking out.
“I saw we follow him,” Cassie blurted as soon as Kaldur was out of sight.
“I really don’t think we should-”
“Let’s go!” Bart yelled and zipped into the room. “I’ve always wanted to meet-”
Bart stopped himself from saying your name, knowing that they did not know who you were yet. The team gave him a couple looks before returned their attention to Megan.
“As I was saying,” she gave a slightly annoyed look to Bart, “we shouldn’t invade his personal life.”
“So, who is coming?” Cassie questioned, causing a bunch of hands to raise into the air.
Megan sighed and walked to the kitchen with Connor and Wolf by her side. The remaining members of the team huddled together and formed a plan, knowing that it was going to be tough to get eyes on Kaldur and not be noticed.
You smiled as Kaldur joined you in the parking lot of the beach, holding out your hand for him to grasp. He gladly accepted it and intertwined his fingers with yours. It was very rare for the two of you to be free from your roles as heroes, but whenever the two of you got a chance, you savored it.
“How have you been?” you asked.
“I have been well, but I feel better now that I finally have your company again,” Kaldur responded with a smile and started walking towards the beach.
You blushed slightly and walked by his side, enjoying the feeling of the sand shift below your feet. The sound of crashing waves filled the comfortable silence as the two of you walked along the shore, the water rushing above your ankles.
“How you visited Atlantis recently?” you questioned Kaldur.
“Not recently, my love, but I do plan on attending one of my king’s events very soon,” Kaldur responded and let go of your hand.
You gave him a questioning glance before he tossed you over his shoulder and ran into the ocean. You squealed in shock and joined in his laughter when he tossed you and himself into the water. Once you resurfaced, you brushed your wet hair away from your face and searched for Kaldur. Before you had the chance to find him, he appeared out of the water and pulled you close.
“You sure do know how to make a girl fall,” you joked and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Only you,” he smiled and attached his lips to yours.
The team watched wide-eyed as they watched you and Kaldur, shocked to see him act this way. How could he keep this from them? They didn’t recognize your face from the other heroes they were acquainted with, but they knew that you were in a very serious relationship with Kaldur.
“Did any of you know that Kaldur was in a relationship?”
“No,” everyone responded in unison.
Cassie peered over to where you and Kaldur were, and then glanced over to Bart, “You know something, don’t you, Bart?”
“Hey, guys, they’re gone,” Gar said and pointed to where the two of you were.
They all froze and peered over to the walkway that connected the beach to the pavilion they were currently hiding in. You and Kaldur were staring at the team with arms crossed, your looks making them shiver slightly.
“Hey, Kaldur, I didn’t know you were at the beach today,” Cassie laughed nervously.
“We all know that’s a lie,” you stated and raised a brow.
“(Y/N)!” Bart shouted and hugged you around the waist, “It’s so crash to finally meet you!!”
You staggered back a bit and looked over to Kaldur, “Is this the kid from the future?”
Kaldur nodded and looked over to his team, “I am going to ask you once, why are you following me?”
The team nervously looked to the floor. Bart smiled and finally let you go from the hug.
“They were curious about Kaldur’s weird behavior today,” he answered.
You chuckled and looked over to the team, “You guys really need to improve your stealth skills. I could hear you from the beach.”
“You look familiar, do we know you?” Tim asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” you told him and pulled Kaldur back towards the beach. “If you see Black Canary, tell her (Y/N) said hi.”
Once you were gone, everyone turned to Bart. He was smiling like an idiot and slightly jumping around.
dude there’s a reason i stay firmly in the inception fandom (ie. the fiction, the fantasy) and stay out of engaging with hardigans or doing anything in celebrity fandoms besides reblogging pics. people are messed up. and fans get rabid. and real people are so fucking flawed and celeb political positions can turn me off so fast. i feel so much safer in dream land, where nobody can fight me on headcanons because IT’S ALL FICTION ANYWAY!
it’s very interesting to see what famous people say, no doubt, and i do
read lots of it and i’m curious, because it’s eye opening. but yeah, u
gotta be able to brush it off later and that’s… hard… it’s no fun
sometimes… cause you perceive them differently… and as much as i wanna
separate the personal from professional, that’s not always possible. i
try to appreciate them for their craft and not much else.
Hii! thank you so much for your input! Hah, yes, after being in the one direction fandom for 3 years I can agree to this wholeheartly. i had to take several breaks from tumblr for a couple of times because seperating oneself from the people we project so many emotions and thoughts onto is, as you say, really hard. and yes seperating their art and their personal life, to enjoy the former, is definitely less risky to end up in disappointment. however, sometimes.. i just want to enjoy their fun, relatable public image. be charmed by a person. and damn tom’s a sweetie. but stuff like this just reminds me of how human he (they) are and that’s important, too. so, yahh. oof. humans.
I do have my problems with some of the parts of the inception fandom i came across, too, though. (how some people react to harry for example.) there’s some misogyny and stereotyping, especially in fics. but that was quite interesting to see, too: the differences in fandom. tbh i’m not invested enough, or rather, i haven’t been long enough in the inception fandom to properly identify myself with it like i do it with the 1d one. so, in the end, i can live with the few things that i disagree with :’) mainly i just feel New and i’m excited to maybe, slowy get into it some more; understand how you guys work!
People have always said that she saw a fan video of Loki scenes set to I knew you were trouble. But there are probably thousands of fan videos like that on YouTube, so why follow him for that reason? I personally believe she had a crush. But I'm just a hopeless romantic. 😍
I ask myself difficult questions when I see him. But I still find myself walking after his footsteps, hoping that he’ll take me to the answers.
My first encounter with Yongguk was on a Sunday afternoon. The skyline has cut the sun in half, redden the sky and the clouds. The atmosphere was fresh but every creatures seemed to have gone back to their home. They were too tired to enjoy this. You might ask why am I here, walking along the bank of Han river with my uniform still on. I’ve always been one of those people who would take a longer route home just to listen to one more song. I didn’t feel like tucking my headphones back into my book bag and returning to the real world yet. So I kept them on and put my playlist on repeat. At least I could still see the beautiful outside world in my own tiny world. Both of them harmonized so well, making me want to stay there for the rest of my days. But something came between my own world and reality that day. A boy with his camera, grabbing every moment of this beautiful sunset as much as he could. His curly hair twirled in the gentle wind. He has on himself a black tee and ripped skinny jeans. He has that bad boy vibe, which is made more obvious by the tattoo on his wrist. He took a few then check his progress, occasionally bloom a smile showing his gums. I didn’t blush, I didn’t smile, but I stared constantly. He fascinated me. Every single movement of his held back a beat of my heart. My feet didn’t hesitate to follow him. The view of his back, wide and thick, exerts a curiosity in me. If I leaned on it, would I ever fall?
“You’ve been following me a whole lot often.” He suddenly turned around, stiffened my feet and glued them to the ground. My head processed quickly all the excuses I could make to not creep him out, at the same time explain why I was following him in a reasonable way.
“I’m sorry… I was just curious about what you were taking?” I stumbled over my words, talked like a five-year-old child who just learned how to pronounce decently.
“Oh really? Here I’ll show you, this is what I’ve taken so far.” He started showing me all the pictures he took. By the skills shown through the pictures, I could tell he was not a rookie in photography. The pictures he took mainly did not include people. They were just pure landscapes, from skies to stars, from flowers to rains. The common calm but thoughtful auras caught my eyes. Joyful was the most positive feeling out of them. He had his name carved on his camera. Yongguk. Bang Yongguk.
Since that day my route back home became longer. I continued to find myself looking at his back as we walk from and to different locations. I wonder if my love for Yongguk’s passion ever ends? The way he looked so happy when he took those photos full of sadness, or even just the pause when he became the photo himself, they all made so much sense to me. He didn’t have to notice me, all he needed to to was just staying there so I can immerse myself into him.
“Hey an you help me with something?” - It’s the first time he asked for my help.
“Can you hold this dandelion and blow it?”
I took the dandelion from his dry hands. Dandelion confuses me. At first they grew as these beautiful golden flowers, so strong and bright under the sun. But after times they changed themselves to something weaker, something more vulnerable until they eventually die. I took a good look at the dandelion on my hand until Yongguk was ready with his camera. I blew on his queue. As if it was something so familiar, wind instantly took all of its pieces away. Who knew where they went? They just float without any concerns of the destination. I heard the sound of camera. He must have taken a lot.
Yongguk put down his camera and stared at me for a long while, long enough that I could sense something abnormal. He approaches me until the distances between us is smaller than the length of my fist. His face lowered to the same level as mine. His breath was hot against my lips, causing it to tremble uncontrollably. He looked deep into my eyes, there were hardly any blinks. My fingers dug deep into the dress of my uniform as I felt my body tensed up. He reaches his hands up and place it on my hair. Then he pulled out something on my hair while giggling. I didn’t understand, my body was still trying to digest this tension down my throat.
“You had a piece of dandelion on your hair.” He laughed, again showing his gummy smile. What could he have been laughing at? The fact that I had a piece of dandelion on my hair or the fact that I was stiff and blushing while he was just inches away? Again, I saw the view of his back and again, I followed.
He was the highlight of my day, the person whose heart so pure that sometimes even my heart takes advantage of.
I laid my head on Jungkook’s lap, letting the sun run through the leaves and blind my vision. He took his hand to shield the sun away from my eyes. His eyes looked down on me gently. Moments like this sooth my mind, they remind me that happiness is not something complicated.
“You’re going to sleep? - Jungkook asked me just as how the routine should go.
“Maybe.” I closed my eyes, not to sleep, but the feel everything around me better. Somebody once said, not that I remembered who, you feel more if you lost your eyes. When closing my eyes, I could feel the waves of wind brushing against my skin so loud and clear. I could feel the warmth of the sun running through Jungkook’s fingers. Suddenly the world seemed so small, so attainable. Jungkook is somewhere between a friend and a significant other. We never say the word love to each other romantically, but our relationship screams that we’re a couple. For example, lying on Jungkook’s lap and sleep is something so common for me. Our dates were as much fun as lovers could ever have. We share the same cookie, the same umbrella, the same sweater. Still that doesn’t mean the idea of being more than just friends never came across my mind. I’ve thought of us dating, holding hands, kissing but they were all dust on a surface. They flew away as soon as I swept them. A relationship without destination was how I liked us to be, so that none of us can hurt each other.
“Jungkook can you help me with something?” A female voice awakened me. I turned my head to the source. A girl probably about our age, wearing our school uniform also. I might have seen her somewhere before, but who knew, I was never interested in remembering the girls who were running after Jungkook anyways.
“Okay so what do you need help with?” I got up from his lap and stood straight. My hands fixed my dress and my little red bow tie. My face showed no interest in her and it frustrated her I could tell, more than that the scheme wasn’t just asking for help.
“I was asking Jungkook, not you.” She glared at me, giving death eyes like bullets but little did she know, I was bulletproof.
“Jungkook injured his wrist so he can’t help with anything now. If you need anything just tell me.” She was taken back by both my lifeless expression and my response. Then she looked at Jungkook, waiting for a disagreement but as expected, she got none. Her back turned towards out faces and disappeared into the distance. As for me, I returned to my previous position - lethargically resting on Jungkook muscular legs.
“Hey what if I was really going to help that girl?” He leaned back, propped his hands on the green sharp grass.
“Where do you think you’re going? I’m still here.” I spoke with my eyes barely opened.
The sun brightened the darkness under my eyes. The sound of leaves collided like thousand claps. My forehead felt as if someone’s lips printed on it. I still kept my eyes closed and used every other senses to analyze these lips and my emotions. My heart races faster than horse, louder than thunder. Did he hear it? Did he notice how unstable it is?
The next day Jungkook became shyer near me. I could see his little blushes whenever our hands touched, how he sometimes laughed when he looked at me. Unexpectedly, I found these actions cute. I wanted to see more of this side, I wanted to see the Jungkook in love, the Jungkook who gets embarrassed over tiny things. I wanted him to stamp my forehead with another kiss. It was strange. I was changing.
Lately these days, I stopped going home with Jungkook. My destination was Han river and his wasn’t. Jungkook seemed bothered by the fact he didn’t know where I was going and why didn’t I tell him. But he never followed me. He still respect my decisions and show me the attention I want. He always try so hard not to be bothersome to me but he could never hide the truth that’s dominating his emotions. Slowly and slowly, he was bursting out.
“Hey, I have something to talk to you.” Jungkook yelled as he ran to the school gate.
“I have to go now so maybe later okay?” I didn’t look at his face and answered like a habit.
“Can you just go home with me today?” His voice got more serious.
“No. Sorry.” I turned my back to him and walk away. One step… two steps… three steps…
“I like you”
For the anon (who I knew who) requested a Yongguk fluff and @lifehurts-everday (sorry I don’t know why I can’t tag you in) some fluff-ish one shots. I’ll be getting back to smut more in Christmas break so read these to sooth your mind first.
Now is not the time to get angry about how the (human) villains in PJO and HOO are a traumatized guy who wanted things to be better for demigods but got brainwashed and a guy who was too ambitious and didn’t care about the protagonists because they were against what he had been taught to believe in
Because man, I know they’re children’s books but Luke and Octavian could have been interesting, morally gray characters and instead we got “I want a revolution against the gods but there’s OBVIOUSLY no way revolution could ever be good so I’m working with the bad guys” and “what do you mean character arc or backstory? I’m the blonde asshole who makes everything hell yet and has no personality”
Like I’m so fucking angry about both their deaths?? Luke gets to kill a bunch of ppl and has a heroic death scene that doesn’t really feel right and Octavian kills people and gets thrown into he sky and EXPLODES
i really dislike when people equate anora hate to alistair hate because it’s nowhere near the same thing. on one hand you have sexism and on the other hand you have people writing off a white heterosexual male (who can be really sexist himself so)
Anonymous said:any latest news on iron? :/ im getting super depressed lol where is iron i need more of him
Ah, where do I even start? Well first of all I’m sorry for the extremely overdue response. I guess part of me didn’t want to think of Iron being in this particular problem and second of all because there was no new development till today. I thought I wasn’t going to have such an attachment to someone I don’t personally know, but well here we are. I guess the reason why I feel so emotionally attached/invested into Iron is because I followed him for about 5-6 years and if you know his story; then you’d know he didn’t have it easy( his story struck a chord with me).Part of me is still confused if I feel sad because of what he did or if it’s because of the probable outcomes that can happen.
So today news is out Ikje/i11evn was sentenced to two and half years and 3 years of probation and community service ect. His sentence is probably going to be the most severe out of all the 10 people in this case, because he was the one smuggling marijuana into the country. I know a lot of people like to compare this case to E-sens and use it as an example but Iron’s case and E-sens case is different and I’ll tell you guys the reasons in a bit. E-sens didn’t get sentenced to serving time till his third time getting caught. Keep that in mind.
So More than likely Iron is probably going to get probation and community service hours, a drug course ect. since it’s his first offense. I know it doesn’t sound “too bad” but here is where my concern is; long before E-sens case there was another rapper Maslo who also got caught doing marijuana his first offense was probation the second time he was caught, he had to serve time.So where’s the difference? The court system likes to play favorites E-sens has a following and the court system was lenient with him, and on the other hand Maslo didn’t so the court system had no problem sending him away in his second offense. As some of you know there was a idol(s) caught before for , marijuana and the court system turned a blind eye to it no probation no, nothing. (don’t ask me for names because I won’t give out names. the last thing i want on my blog is fan wars.)
What happened afterwards ; Well E-sens made history being the first to release an album while in prison and won an award for his album. As for Maslo he just faded out of the industry…That’s were the concern begins currently Iron has basically no backing, he has no label (he’s a rookie in the industry compared to E-sens). When Polaris (his former agency) was contacted about his case they simply stated his contracted had expired and knew nothing. It could be very hard for Iron to make a comeback after this; it’s not impossible but it definitely won’t be easy; you guys know how Korea is about drugs it’s not like western culture. Basically what really scares me about this is the possibility of Iron relapsing and ending up losing everything he worked for these past years. I really hope and pray Iron realizes everything that he has at stake and straightens out and doesn’t commit a second offense and realizes marijuana isn’t worth his career.
Well that was extremely long but you asked for my opinion so here it is. Maybe I’m just dramatic idk. But if you read up to here hi & thanks for reading my opinion…