she dresses like me for the most part

Went and saw Beauty and the Beast, and I just had to share my experience because it was so pure?

So, like, I get into the theater, find myself a nice spot smack dab midscreen, which is WAY EASIER without thirty people traipsing in behind you in a group, lemme tell you, and I’m just sitting there, by my lonesome, scrolling tumblr and watching whatever weird stuff they’ve got on screen, and a family comes to sit in my row, which was the only empty one not right in front of the screen. Sat down what I thought was a seat away from me until I saw a little girl in an adorable ass red dress climbing over mom and dad to sit next to me. 

Totally fine. I was just off of center and they got to sit right in the middle of the screen, and when she finally gets settled this little girl looks up at me, with a soda half her size in one hand, and somehow both popcorn and candy in her tiny little lap, and she stage whispers to her mom:

“She’s by herself!”

Mom looks embarrassed, but I smile and wave off the apology. 

I go back to my phone, only to realize someone is tugging at my sleeve. Little girl looks up at me, all wide eyes and curiosity, and holds out a napkin filled with popcorn and chocolate. Like, I remember being a kid, and I remember how important candy and popcorn at the theater are, and I think she thought she was saving my life by offering this sustenance.

I almost fucking cried guys, kids are the best.

So I take it and thank her and let her talk my ear off for a few minutes until she needs a drink because she has been talking SO MUCH her mouth is dry. This kid is going places, guys, I’m telling you right now, because she picked up that cup the size of her torso like a champ and angled the straw just right and continued to try to talk to me around her gulps.

While this is happening, on the other side of me another mom and daughter sat down, and, turns out, the girls know each other. I’m guessing, based on the gumption of Red Dress, that they probably met in the lobby before they went into the theater. 

Girl number 2, I’ll call her Princess Dress, because it was a fantastic dress and when I told her so she proceeded to point to every princess along the neck and name them and give me their Stats, proceeds to have a conversation across me with Red Dress.

Both sets of parents were looking like they wanted to bury their heads in their hands, but I was having a blast.

Anyway, eventually lights go down, we get into the movie, and for the most part Red and Princess were content, although every so often Red made sure to pass me a handful of sticky half-melted chocolate. 

Watching a live action version of a movie that I watched for the first time when I was their age was a fuckin’ trip, man. Like. I got super emotional over things I didn’t expect to, and during the wolf scenes I was actually mildly distressed, because Princess was gripping the hand rest so hard on my right I thought she was gonna break it. Any scene I laughed or snorted at got a peal of laughter from my two new best friends, so hopefully no one has to go home and explain why I nearly snorted out my drink during “Be Our Guest” when they went for a visual gag for “After all miss, this is France!”.

During the ballroom scene, Red turned to her mom and whispered “The Beast is handsome!” and it took so much for me not to lean over and whisper back “Girl same.”

But my favorite, MY VERY FAVORITE part of this whole experience was when Gaston shot the Beast - FOR THE THIRD TIME HOLY HELL I KNEW IT WAS DARK BUT GODDAMN THIS IS A KIDS MOVIE ISN’T IT - Red patted my arm because yeah, okay, I was maybe crying a little, look, I know what happens but the movie made me feel things okay. Anyway, she like, pushes herself up in her seat and leans in close and she goes “It’s okay. He’s gonna be okay.”

The point is, children are so pure, and everyone should always watch movies with strangers.

some of my favourite bits/random thoughts from beauty and the beast (2017)

(Warning: spoilers ahead) (this is long and goes through the entire movie cause i need to talk about it alright

  • the pretentiousness of the prince at the beginning and his face when he handles the rose - amazing face by dan stevens might i add 
  • how the entire castle kinda looks like a rose and when it crumbles whenever the petals fall - that shit was wild man 
  • that the town was actually diverse??? amazing and beautiful
  • “she hasn’t made a fool of herself to gain my favour. What would you call that?” “Dignity” (same)
  • that mother fucking groan in ‘belle (reprise)’ that every woman can relate to
  • when cadenza had that ‘oh shit’ moment 
  • maurice trying to act all chill before freaking the fuck out 
  • lets be real - every moment between lumiere and cogsworth
  • “Who are you?” “Who are you?” - same adam 
  • why doesn’t this castle have any railings? like, i understand its a dungeon or whatever….but like,,,safety people???
  • “or as i like to call it, the only wing” nice save lumiere 
  • table dancing in gaston….so many feelings for it 
  • “You can’t judge people by who their father is, now can you?” YASSSS GIVE ME BACKSTORY I LOVE THIS SHIT
  • the fact that adam/the beast struggles with having a normal conversation cause he’s an idiot who hasn’t interacted with people properly in yearssssssss
  • the fact that mrs potts is okay with belle leaving. she’s so sweet and i loved her in this
  • also, the amount of extra lumiere was in this scene? amazing 
  • does the beast sleep in a nest or a bed? like….i have a lot of feelings about this okay
  • (dan stevens knocks me out every time he talks in this movie okay. SO MUCH EMOTION)
  • the fact that the castle has a doggy door????
  • The way that the beast fainted, was like… very human and i love it okay
  • do you think agatha was fucking tired of waiting for a girl to come around or do you think it’s destiny that led her there - too many rose motifs have forced me into these thoughts
  • how nuts is gaston tho??? like the fuck is up with him really??
  • “My favourite is romeo and juliet” *beast eyerolls for days* (like same dude)
  • (also, highly sure the library scene is where beast realises he likes belle) 
  • the beast imitating the horse; beautiful and adorable 
  • snowball scene
  • “What do you say we run away?” - YAS BITCH YASSSSSS
  • “too touristy?” - i love him 
  •  the water from the bath splashing on lumiere….brilliant
  • the dress was beautiful and i will fight everyone who says it isn’t great 
  • The bit where the beast sees belle run away, that sharp exhale of like shock and sadness 
  • in evermore where the beast closes his eyes to go with the line “i close my eyes and she’s still there’ - LIKE, THAT ACTUAL HEAD SHAKE OF HIM REALISING HOW IN LOVE WITH HER HE IS. FUCKING RUIN ME
  •  “I am not a beast” - YAS BITCH, YOU TELL HIM 
  • also…..adam fucking jumped across the castle to get to belle….goals 
  • the beast was shot 3 times in the back….i mean….tough as shit he is 
  • He just wanted her there, to say goodbye and he’s in love with her and i’m dead inside 
  • when all the servants transformed….i cried 
  • i love dan stevens so i will defend his ridiculous hair until i die 
  • plus that kiss was gold and i loved it 
  • (tho i do wish he had said something to her in that moment, just something) 
  • i loved lumiere and plumette - so cute (but also it should have been lumiere and cogsworth)
  •  that final dance tho….amazing 
  • the growl
  • i’m done. i am dead inside because of this fucking movie i swear to g 
Watch Me Babygirl [pt.9]

Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: language, light smut

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“My mom wants me to become more involved at the school,” you sighed, walking with Taehyung to P.E.

The last few days your mom had been hinting that she wanted you to become involved, “like your brother”. You’d done your best to act clueless in order to get her to drop the subject, but she’d finally confronted you and outright told you that she wanted you to become more involved.

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For most of my life, whenever I saw a feminine aesthetic that I loved, I assumed that my appreciation of it was me wanting to adopt it as my own aesthetic. 

Even as a small child, having an extremely innocent crush on Tifa from Final Fantasy VII led me to tape up the inside of my shirt to show my belly to emulate her. When I saw the curves of beautiful women it made me want to find push-up bras and corsets and long skirts, because I didn’t understand how else to articulate my attraction other than through mirroring what I saw. 

But it also made me feel deeply uncomfortable, to become that mirror. I wouldn’t see myself when I saw my reflection, I would just see a collection of borrowed parts. And it never felt right in the way that looking at other women felt right. 

Eventually I realized I was butch, and suddenly so much fell together– my early gender questioning despite not actually wanting to be a man, my dysphoria surrounding my hair and parts of my body, the way my fantasies of being a boy were only ever in relation to wanting to be with, to protect, to love women, even though I didn’t actually feel masculine or aligned with manhood at all. 

When I had the courage to dress as myself, I could finally see myself when I looked in the mirror. This revolutionary feeling of Wow, that’s me. I look like how I picture myself. People see *me* when they look at me.  

But still a guilt lingered for a long time– I knew I could be beautiful in the way of the aesthetics I found beautiful on other women. I knew I could wear skirts and dresses and low cut shirts, I could wear flowing blouses, I could wear 5 inch heels, red lipstick, all of it. And for a long time I felt like because I could wear those things, then I owed it to the world to perform that femininity. Who was I to surrender it when it was possible? And also, I did think I looked beautiful like that, I just didn’t look like myself. 

But being around femmes and feminine wlw– it helps settle that discomfort. It helped me realize that I can both appreciate the beauty of women expressing themselves in those aesthetics and accept myself as butch without the guilt of feeling like I need to mirror those things in order to show appreciation. Cherishing and celebrating femmes and feminine wlw is the more honest form for me to appreciate those beautiful ways of being. I can admire them without trying to take them on as a part of myself, I can understand beauty in existing in myself even when I don’t look like other beautiful women. 

A few days back, I gave my girlfriend some of my skirts and a dress I used to wear, and she looked gorgeous in them. But more importantly, she looked comfortable and at peace in them in a way I never did. And it was so wonderful to see those aesthetics I’ve appreciated in the way that feels most natural to me– admiring them on a beautiful woman whose smile makes my heart race. 

anonymous asked:

supercat, 97, please?

Supercat + 97. “I want you and I know you want me too.”

“How do you feel about public marriage proposals?” Kara asked, frowning at her phone as she scrolled through Instagram, leaning up against the headboard. Her pajama clad legs pulled up to her chest. Cat was sitting at her dresser, taking off her makeup and still wearing the dress she’d worn to work. She looked up at Kara’s reflection in the mirror as she wiped the dark red lipstick off.

“Depends on who’s asking.” Cat smirked, reaching up to take off her earrings. They clattered onto the dresser, joining her necklace and a couple rings. “I’ve had strangers drop to their knees in front of me and beg before. While flattering on some level, it’s wildly uncomfortable for the most part.”

“Ok but like, specifically, if you were dating someone for like a period of time… like a reasonable amount of time-”

“Like a year and a half?” Cat supplied, tossing a knowing look over her shoulder before going back to what she was doing. Kara faltered, her grasp on the phone tightening enough to crack the screen.

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The Gold Dress

Originally posted by ohskyefelicity

We found out yesterday from an old interview with Emily Bett Rickards that Oliver actually bought Felicity the gold dress Felicity wore in the Dodger episode. This is a little fic, Pretty Woman style, on how that came to be. It’s from Felicity’s point of view. On AO3 if you prefer.

“So we are all set for tonight right? I’ll get the jewelry piece and make sure it’s delivered to the auction and you and Digg will meet me there.” Oliver looked down at Felicity who sat in her chair in front of the computers.

“Right, except I’ll monitor things from here. You and Digg will be onsite.” Felicity turned back to her computers.

“No, I want you there.” Oliver stated firmly. “We need to track if the Dodger takes the bait and it would be better if you were on site.”

“I can do my job just fine from here.” She looked back at him over her shoulder. “You will have comms, it will be fine.”

“Felicity what aren’t you telling me? Why don’t you want to go?” He looked at her with such concern.

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Just Couldn’t Let This One Go

A birthday fic for @the-captains-ayebrows. Happy Birthday dear Hollie! @lenfaz and I coordinated on this gift, so she’s going to be writing a second part. Double the pleasure, double the fun! This part’s a bit saucy, just the way you like it. Super special thanks to @seethelovelyintheworld for looking this over for me!

Summary: Emma Swan is all set to snag her perp and collect her fee, but something about Killian Jones makes him just too irresistible to turn in.

Rated: M for Most Definitely Smutty

Words: 9,000

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Emma slid onto a barstool at The Davenport, conscious of the way her dress clung tightly to her legs as she parted them to take her seat. A quick glance to the other end of the bar told her she was just in time. Her mark was there, and he was alone.

Gotcha buddy. Now it was just a matter of time.

Emma smiled at Graham behind the bar, who acknowledged her presence with a nod and a look that said, “Give me a minute, Swan,” as he greeted some customers in front of him. While Emma waited for him to make their drinks she pretended to fiddle with her phone, casually making a more thorough perusal of her skip.

He looked broody, dressed all in black and bent over a glass of some kind of dark liquor, his hand clutching the back of his neck. And what a neck it was, her eyes noting the hollow of his throat and following up the defined tendons to admire the cut of his jaw, nicely peppered with scruff. His hair was black as night and looked touchably soft, even from a distance, perfectly disheveled and just a tad too long. As he dropped his hand and raised his head, the air became charged with that unnameable tension that seems to float through the air when someone can feel another person’s eyes on them. Emma knew she should look away, but she couldn’t, too curious to see what his eyes looked like.

Damn, they were blue. Shadowy, as if he carried secrets there, but framed perfectly by thick eyebrows, one of which he raised in her direction, a small smirk quirking up the corner of his too-red lips in a very knowing way when he noticed her staring.

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“Move.” You hear someone mumble behind you in an low and irritated voice.

You turn around startled by their rudeness. He was looking right at you his face  clearly annoyed. He made your nervous right away. He was good-looking, the type of good-looking guy you only see in movies or models. His features were sharp and perfect. His hair was a nice shade of brown, it wasn’t that dark or that light and you liked the way it slightly covered his eyebrows. He had on a grey cardigan and white button up underneath, with some black slacks clearly showing he had a good sense of fashion. A backpack hung lazily off his left shoulder showing he was a student just like you.

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Friends [Part 2]; Optional Bias

author’s note: the positive feedback on the previous part was absolutely overwhelming! i’m so glad that you all enjoyed it! feel free to send me any feedback or constructive criticism that you have (especially for the smut, because i know i need to improve)! i hope you all enjoy this part! also i’ve given the wife/fiancee a name, Hana, in case you all are confused to who Hana is.

**warning for shitty smut below the cut.

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“And this is the dress that I like the most,” Hana tells you, scrolling through the many pictures of wedding dresses on her phone. She stops on a gorgeous dress. The dress is long-sleeved, but the sleeves are only lace instead of the smooth satin like the rest of the dress. The back of the dress dips down to the model’s lower back, and your eyes widen at the price written in the bottom corner. 

“It’s beautiful.” You tell her, faking a smile as she nods her head vigorously and continues scrolling through photos of dresses and wedding cakes and every other thing that she had to be excited about. You feel awkward and upset, especially giving her advice to marry the man you’re in love with. 

“Can I ask you a personal question?” Hana rests her wine glass on her knee after finally showing you each of the dresses she had narrowed her choices down to. “Of course,” You nod, smiling brightly at her.

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of ribbons & rosin ( cs au )

Plot: Killian is a single father, and his daughter is enrolled in Emma’s dance class. He has nobody to watch his daughter after class, and he’s often late, so Emma usually sits and talks to the girl until she is collected from the dance school.

Chapter 4, Captain Swan AU, Rating M.

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“…and into pas de chat, plié -Alexandra, lower please- remember your arms…” Emma softly called as she weaved through her students, during the center work. She nodded in approval, smiling to her girls, and the occasional boy in the group, as they completed the patterns she had taught them in previous weeks. She glanced across the room to her superstar, Daisy, and gave the girl a favorable smile and nod. Emma could see the girl was ready to burst with excitement, about something or other, and she couldn’t help but chortle to herself as she made her way back to the front of the class, readying herself to end it. 

Holding up her hands, she gestured to the pianist to play the final chords of the practice music, and she nodded her thanks, gesturing for the students to perform their final positions.

“Okay, before we go home, there are a few things I want to talk to you guys about.” Emma smiled brightly as her students gathered around her, curious faces staring up at her, “First; we had such a fun time at the recital, and I’m so, so proud of you guys. You all danced so wonderfully, thank you! Second; we will be having a competition quite soon, so, I want you all to work very hard for me, okay? I will tell you guys who will be dancing, and to what.”

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Dirty Dancing: 10 Most WTF Moments from ABC’s TV Remake - Rolling Stone

The original 1987 Dirty Dancing is a movie that worked against all odds. Eighties sensibility (and hairstyles and theme song) shoehorned into a Sixties nostalgia piece, a miniscule budget, a cast of unknowns, and a troubled production – not to mention a heroine named … Baby. And yet it positively crackled, thanks to Eleanor Bergstein’s deeply personal script, crazy chemistry between leads Jennifer Grey and Patrick Swayze, and the ethereal gyrations of the late, great Swayze.

Wayne Blair and Jessica Sharzer’s remake attempts to be all things to all people, and ends up being nothing to anybody. The 2017 made-for-TV Dirty Dancing manages to be both a grim, workmanlike re-creation of the original – some scenes are rehashed shot for shot – and also a vast extrapolation that bloats the original’s runtime by more than an hour. It’s also a musical (but only sorta), a melodrama about the decay of marriages, and a clumsy (if well-meaning) treatise on issues ranging from feminism to institutionalized racism.

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Okay, so there is a blog in tumblr that makes fake nudes using the faces of female k-pop idols.

They use the face of Red Velvet’s Irene the most and it bothers me a lot. Especially when Irene is already uncomfortable wearing short skirts, shorts and dresses. She even became conscious of pulling her clothing lower as to not create more images/gifs of her private parts.

Other female idols include SNSD (Girls’ Generation), IU, Twice and more.

So I would kindly ask you to report the blog to ensure that Irene and any other k-pop idols somehow won’t stumble upon this.

The blog’s name is: qowlslr123

I know that it is weird coming from a blog like this, but I don’t go use anyone’s real face.

Thank you!!

anonymous asked:

Kotori, who do you like to play dress-up with the most?

Ehehe ♪ I’m so lucky to have eight pretty dolls to play with, huh~

We’re all different shapes and sizes, so the challenge is making designs that look good on all of us. But the most fun to play with is Umi-chan!

It’s true that she complains more than any of the others… but she always lets me have it my way in the end, so that’s just part of the fun ♪

I like to make her skirt just sliiightly shorter than the others, and see how long it takes her to notice. I make the difference a little bigger each time until she does.

She always makes me promise to put it back to normal… but then I just start the process again~

Umi-chan’s legs are so pretty, it’s a crime to cover them up, right? ♪

Prompt: “So Modern Au with Bones (cause obviously thats probably all Ill ever ask you for) ends up in her small town as new country doc and she gets him acquainted to the town and fluff ensues. And if she could have a dachshund/golden retriever named benton that would be awesome but not necessary.”-Anon

Tags: @yourtropegirl, @outside-the-government

Word Count: 1,805

Author’s Note: I’m back from my Christmas “vacation!” I had a blast and I got a lot written in the last few days. Please enjoy this cute little AU; please keep in mind that all I know about small towns and small town doctors I know from Waitress.

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Forest Creature by Kate Lionis
Via Flickr:
“She had power over the most magnificent forces on Earth, but she still didn’t feel like she had power over the most important thing of all—her own heart.” ― Josephine Angelini, Goddess A picture part of the Divine Feminine series as a part of the Bottom of the Garden series. Model: Shirin Brigitte Makeup: Kristen Ellis Styling: Jessica Rolfe Dress: Tiana Van Photography: Me!

Letters to You [9] (shigezane x mc x ???)

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 8.5 | 9 : truth and lies

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Romance, Comedy
Pairing: Shigezane x MC
A bit of Masamune x MC
Inuchiyo x MC

Nine: Truth and Lies

Kojuro and Masamune saw the two off to the castle gates.

Masamune still holds Aki’s cat close to him, which seemed to take a liking to him. His lips pursed and his jaws tensed he stared at the two as they got farther away from Yonezawa.

They looked good together. With Aki in Shigezane’s arms she looked fairly happy, though it is hidden by her embarrasment. Masamune can see it, and how he can’t do anything but try and be happy for her.

“Lord Masamune?” Kojuro called to him, his eyes also set on his sister and Shigezane. “Pardon this question but, we got the information we needed, why did you sent them out together on a mission?”


“Kojuro, I think you know me well to know the answer to that.” He answered him, turnijg his back to return to his office and continue his work for the day.

Because he loves her.

Kojuro took a deep breath, following Masamune he had thought on why the three kids he used to take care of had to be caught up in this mess. He knew who his sister wants to be with. He stared at the back of Masamune, who was walking in a fast pace

He wishes he could do something.

The sun had already set when Aki and Shigezane arrived at the onsen where they are going to stay. The wind on that day was rather cold, as summer will end soon and the autumn draws near.

The owner welcomed them warmly as they prepared quite a lot of food for the two of them. After dinner and resting, the two went to their chambers to change.

The night air was cold and they are in their night robes. Staying in the same room was no joke, one set of bedding, too small to put some distance between them. Sleeping on the floor would also do them no good.
As much as Shigezane wanted to sleep on the floor, Aki won’t let him.

So they came to the conclusion that they are going to sleep in the same bedding, but sleep in a position where they are not facing each other.

They tried to sleep, but both of them could not sleep a wink. Shigezane was uncomfortable with the position they are in while Aki, can’t sleep without seeing any lights on.

A few minutes on trying to sleep, they just gave up. By calling each other’s names and getting up on the same time. To drink.

Shigezane sat on the porch while waiting for her. His breath coming out like a fog due to the coldness of the night. The half moon already low and ready to set, and indicator that the hour was late and so is she. Shigezane stared at the moon and the twinkling stars up above. Somehow, this night reminded him of the day Okage chose Kojuro and not him, the night later Aki was there to stay with him and to comfort him, like she always does.

Come to think of it, she’s always there. No matter how busy she is, or how annoyed of his stories about his women. How unfortunate he is on those supposed to be serious relationships, she always makes him feel better at the end of the day. It made him smile, mockingly to himself. Why was he confused on what he feels for her? Earlier when Masamune looked at her with that fondness he felt a pang of jealousy and started to think that he may love her. But does he really love her? He does not know.

He rubbed his hands together for warmth. He thought it was stupid of him to go out into the porch wearing nothing but his sleeping robes. But he kind of enjoyed this, the moon, coldness of the night, and the thought that he is going to spend it with her.

“You don’t look like you’re enthusiastic to get hitched, Shigezane.” Aki’s voiced cut through his thoughts. He glanced at the woman beside him, Aki setting the tray down in between them, filled with sake and oh, their usual favorite foods. He gave her a smile, which she returned with her own as she sat down beside him.

“You’re late.” He said, pouring Aki’s cup with sake.

“I am not. It’s just that making taiyaki is not as easy as you thought it would be at this hour. I had to plead on the owner to let me use the kitchen, you know.” She chuckled, getting a dango on the plate. “So, you look like you’re pondering on something, is it Lady Ayame?”

He reached for the taiyaki in the plate absentmindedly, munching on one before answering her question.


“You did not tell me anything about this. That you’re getting married.” He heard her chuckle, drinking the sake as if it was nothing. He did not want her to know yet, however he guessed that she will eventually find out.

“Sorry about that. But you did not tell me that you have a candidate for marriage too! Maeda Toshiie, isn’t he your childhood friend?”

Her eyebrows furrowed and her lips drew to a thin line with what he said. He figured it would be the best to stop talking about it.

“Like hell I knew about it.” She answered, taking a deep breath. Shigezane looked to the skies again,

“Shigezane, I’m going to ask you one thing.”

“Mm?” She had an earnest look in her eyes,

“Are you happy with her?”
He was taken aback by her question, is he happy with the fixed marriage?
He chose to keep quiet.

“Ahaha, I see. Shige, do be honest with yourself especially with how you feel.” She munched on another dango, looking at the stars. He smiled at her honesty. She really do know him.

“Aki, can you come closer?” He said out of the blue, without knowing the reason why.

“What, are you going to use my lap as your pillow again?” She said flatly. He shook his head, knowing she’s going to sit closer to him even if she acts that way. So she did, he felt the urge to untie her hair from the ribbon. He let her hair let loose,

“Shigezane…?” She spoke, worry in her voice.

“Any man would be lucky to have you Aki.” His hand reached for her hair, stroking it as you would do to a child. “You’re a hardworking woman, great cook, kind, dignified, sweet and…” he cupped her cheek, his thumb running through her cheekbone. He found himself drawn to her, as if she was a goddess of the night. Her features illuminated by the moon up above, had his mouth agape.

She’s beautiful.

He felt the rapid beating of his heart. She’s red for so many reasons, and he can’t stop himself from smiling.

“Hey hey, what’s with ya? It’s not likely of you to compliment me like that” she laughed awkardly,

“Come on, I compliment you most of the time.” He chuckled, “look at how beautiful your hair frames your face.” He brushed her bangs playfully and tucking the long strands to her ear. “The problem with you is you don’t fix yourself well enough. Always dressing up as a boy.”

“Shut up. You sound like Kojuro.” She said,

“Ahaha, my bad.” He laughed, he stopped stroking her hair to cup her flushed cheeks once more.

“Idiot Shigezane.” She teased, “what half-assed man you are. This should be the part where you get carried away and kiss me.” She teased him, playfully rubbing his chin with her fingers.

“BakaAki,” he whispered, leaning close to her. His hand slid on her waist while the other cupped her cheeks, drawing her closer to him. He can feel her breath, mixed with sake. He looked down on her lips, before claiming it for a kiss.

He felt her stiffen in his arms, so he gently rubbed the small of her back trying to make her relax and pulling her close to him. Her hand finally found its way to his chest. Shigezane took it as an invitation to deepen the kiss. He felt dizzy, and intoxicated by her lips, the dango she ate, the sake. Everything about her. She grasped a fistful of his sleeping robes as the light kiss turned a bit forceful. It felt right. Everything felt right for him. Him kissing Aki, and the happiness bubbling in his chest.

He was the first one who broke the kiss, letting their foreheads touch as they catch their breath. Shigezane looked to her eyes. It had always been there, the look of fondness that are meant for him and him alone. He cupped her cheeks, gently kissing her on the tip of her nose and then to her forehead. He kept his lips there, and Aki held his hands in return.

“Shigezane…?” She called his name quietly, in which he responded by looking at her again.

“Aki,” he spoke “You always had that look in your eyes when you’re with me, that fond look, and I can’t help but look at you the same way.” This time, he held her hand close to his chest, to where his heart is. She pursed her lips, unsure of what to do.

“You talk about honesty with how I feel. But why won’t you be honest with yourself?” He whispered. Suddenly, the hands that held her face close to him felt warm tears cascading down her cheeks

“Stop making things harder for me, Shigezane.” She sobbed, her hand that rest on his chest now falls limpy to his thighs. This is the first time he saw her cry. “I can’t…” he can barely hear the words she was saying. “Please stop this, Shigezane.”

“Stop? Aki, why?”

“Let’s stop this, let’s go back to how we were.” She begged him. “Let’s pretend nothing happened–that this night didn’t happen

“Give me a reason why should we stop this, Aki.” He demanded.

He saw her pursed her lips,
He was just as confused as she is. He had no idea what to do anymore. She is a Katakura, yes. She is a potential candidate for his bride. But he can’t bring himself to ask her that.

What am I supposed to do, Aki?

She gathered all the courage to fight the urge to tell him she loves him for the longest time.

She can’t tell him.

“Because its not meant. I’m a page, you’re a lord of a castle. You are getting married. Shigezane my feelings for you was not what you think it is.” She smiled weakly, she’s sobbing so hard she even had no idea why. Shigezane’s hold on her tightened.

“Does it matter if you’re a page?” He asked, she bit her lip. Trying to control the tears and her words. “The marriage with Ayame is not yet official I can–”

“You can’t.” She answered shortly.

“Who are you to tell me that I can’t?” Shigezane said, looking at her face, searching for answers.

“Why are you doing this anyway? If you think I like you then you got it wrong.” She said, her words filled with venom.

Then tell me what is that you whispered to me that night when Okage chose Kojuro instead of me, Aki!”

She took a deep breath, she gave him a cold stare. Her lips quivering, she answered.

“That? I said that out of pity, Shigezane.” She said coldly, standing up to leave him. “I’m going to go get some fresh air.”


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Mornings Without Good Coffee

originally based off this (but really i veered off course)
jungkook x reader

genre: fluff + not-a-morning-person/rich asshole!jeon
word count: 2799
warnings: none, but the fluff thoooo, im disgusted by myself

Jungkook knows that when his marimba alarm rings in the AM, he has to get up. He can’t revel in the silk of his bed after a week of late nights that have succeeded in draining his energy to a lowly poor amount, and he most certainly can’t take his goddamn time with getting up. He’s given his personal assistant the week off (something about his father being sick) so no wake up call, no suit ready and waiting on his hangar, no hand-crushed coffee beans in his coffee. This means, not only does he have to make his own fucking coffee, he has to pick out his own goddamn suit, and his own goddamn cufflinks, and this is so goddamn stupid. Though Jungkook can’t quite remember the last time he put his cufflinks on by himself, he’s sure that it can’t be that difficult. He’s wrong. Terribly wrong. At least he managed to pack for himself. At least he knows how to drive to the airport. And if he can’t drive, then he’s sure he can get a helicopter to pick him up from the house.

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ok but…. i just want to say i went to an interview with jennifer morrison and it honestly appears and seems to me her appearance and voice inflection could be that of season 1 emma again so there’s only one conclusion and that is –

she is acting, (and/or) being directed to act, like she is fucking dying. like she is suffering basically every moment and i get that she is heading towards an inevitable fight with a sword and whatnot but the reality is, if she was happy in her present moment (actually happy), her appearance would not seem so disheveled, her acting would not be as if she were chewing and walking on glass, ok? it’s actually so stifling to witness and up until this moment, i thought something was wrong with her possibly but she is herself outside of the role.

i think it has to do with h00k, i think it has to do with her ‘darkest path’ which she’s still on (recent sq tag stuff – regina: need a light? she the light of emma’s life yo) and her denial within it lets her enjoy it for the most part so i can’t deny that reality which is she is convincing herself of her ‘happy ending’, and i think it has to do with being what everyone around her wants her to be and how exhausting that challenge is. 

someone did an edit over the wedding picture making the dress black like a funeral for emma swan because we’re all like ‘where the fuck is she?’ and it’s pretty accurate like… i, myself, do not know how else to read the show (and i haven’t watched all season bc it exhausts me to watch it) and idk that we’ll get her back ;-; but it’s kind of incredible acting bc there are so many layers to it within the story that we’re being told (which is full of loopholes and bs excuses – season 1 snow: she (regina) tried to kill me because she thought i was prettier than her [???]).

idk, i hope something drastic happens

EXO’s type of girl (analysis)

Thank you all for your requests! Chu~ <3

NOTE: I am not COMPLETELY taking the boy’s ideal types into account. I think those are mostly on a physical scale, which differs from the request. I may reference some of them, but for the most part, I will be writing this based off of my personal interpretation on the members. Enjoy nonetheless!

NOTE #2: This is only focused on the girl’s personality, not physical aspects. Also, concerning about age or being an idol or not: I think as long as you’re of age, they wouldn’t put too much emphasis on how old you are. Also, I will only be stating whether I can see the members with an idol or not in the future, not which do they prefer because once more, as long as they can relate to you, your status shouldn’t matter. 

NOTE #3: Sort of on topic, but I’ve had this idea to make a series of fanfictions in which each (OT12) EXO member would fall in love with an (ethnic) girl that completely differs from their ideal type. I want to maybe post some snippets/drabbles for each member and was wondering if anyone would be interested in the topic? The completed works would be posted on AFF, but the…I guess ‘teasers’ would be posted here. Message me perhaps or give this post lots of love if you’re interested? (: Thanks lovelies! Enjoy nonetheless! 

Kris: A motherly type of girl. Someone who is in tune with her emotions. Definitely someone who is caring, affectionate, and is just nurturing in general. Kris is someone who dreams of having a family so he would want a partner that has traits of a caretaker or a mother. I can see Kris taking an interest in a girl who has an artistic side to her like a writer, painter, dancer, singer, etc. 

Idol or not: I honestly see Yifan with someone who isn’t an idol. Or someone who is up and coming but still unknown. He is a man of secrecy, so I don’t see him with someone who is immersed in eminence since he likes to keep to himself and would probably want a girl similar to this. 

Kai: A girl who is reserved and calm; an introvert essentially, much like himself. A girl who is also artistic in someway like a dancer, photographer, writer, etc. A girl who is graceful and refined, almost in a regal manner. I can Jongin with a quiet girl, not shy but just reticent, not someone who is easily swayed or fazed. 

Idol or not: Either one. I can see Kai with an idol, a well known one, as long as she has these traits. I can also see him with a girl who isn’t in the limelight…the relationship may be easier to maintain for him in this case. 

Suho: A girl of high intelligence. A girl who posses a prodigious mind. Essentially, a girl who likes to learn/study. A university type girl perhaps? He wants his partner to be able to articulate herself sufficiently. Just a knowledgeable person. I could see him with a wealthy girl as well, not that that would be a deciding factor, but just as a little add on. 

Idol or not: Suho might end up with an idol? But, I see him more so with a girl who isn’t a celebrity. But if he is with a celebrity, I can see him being with an actress. 

Chen: Definitely, a girl with a sense of humor. Jongdae would be most inclined towards a girl who can crack of few jokes or so. I see him with a girl that has confidence and a good heart. She knows how to stand up for herself and speak her mind but at the same time has a charitable heart and enjoys giving back to the community and such. She would also have an ample amount of tenacity. 

Idol or not: Definitely an idol. I can see Chen with someone in a group currently, maybe an actress or a model. If it weren’t for some crazy fans, I think Chen would actually love the spotlight he and his idol girlfriend would receive. 

Sehun: Kind of similar to Kai, a girl who is refined and elegant, just not as distant and aloof. He would want a girl with a little spunk in her to add on to her cultivated beauty. He would also want a ladylike girl…someone who is inclined towards wearing dresses and makeup and etc. Basically, someone that cares about her appearance. Someone a little flirty as well, kind of like Jessica Rabbit or Marilyn Monroe? Both were elegant but in a sensual way. 

Idol or not: Definitely an idol. Sehun strikes me as the type of person who has always dreamed of dating a celebrity. And now that he is one, his chances are greater for that happening. I can see him with someone in an idol group or a model. 

Chanyeol: An eccentric girl. Someone with lots of good energy in her. She also has an artistic side to her like playing music, writing music, or playing an instrument of some sort. Just someone who has an interest in harmonies and melodies, similar to him. She wouldn’t be hyper necessarily, but she would have a buoyant charm to her. I can see him with a girl who just has an overall good view on life. 

Idol or not: Honestly for Yeol, either or. I can see him with an idol or someone who isn’t a celebrity. I think as long as she bears favorable traits, her reputation wouldn’t really matter in the slightest for him. 

Lay: Just a good girl. A girl who puts others before herself and is compassionate. I can also see him liking a girl who has a bit of an artistic affinity to her such as writing music or playing an instrument. Just a girl who is pure and benevolent. She tends to be shy, but is still a good person behind her modest front. Similar to Kris, a girl who has motherly traits to her and is a caretaker type of girl would be attractive to Yixing. 

Idol or not: For Yixing either or, but I’m leaning towards him ending up with someone who isn’t a celebrity. 

Luhan: A girl in touch with her femininity. A shy, modest kind of girl who is very ladylike. Luhan strikes me as someone who is attracted to shy girls, hence my reasoning. A girl who prefers dresses and skirts as opposed to shorts and jeans. Kind of on the submissive side. I can also see him being with someone of high affluence like Suho. Again, it’s not a determining factor but just an add on. 

Idol or not: More than likely, Luhan will end up with an idol. I can see him with a big time actress. 

Baekhyun: A girl with a lot of spunk and personality. A girl with a sense of humor who loves to smile. Just a lively, youthful soul. He would want a girl with a similar mindset to his which is a very puerile mindset. Similar to Chen, he would like a girl with confidence. Someone who isn’t afraid or will back down easily. Just someone playful and fun-loving all around. 

Idol or not: I can see Baek ending up with an idol. Aside from his relationship with Taeyeon, it just seems most fitting. Although, there is a part of me that thinks perhaps because of that whole ordeal, he may leery with dating celebrities?

Xiumin: A feminine girl but in a cutsey way not so much a demure way like Luhan. Someone who is very affectionate and bubbly. Someone who loves skirts and dresses and also loves talking. A girl that can speak her mind and is always very cuddly. Minseok, I think, would also love if she could cook really well. 

Idol or not: I see Xiumin with a non-idol girl. Honestly, I think the relationship would be slightly easier to maintain in this case for him.

D.O: A girl with great manners. Very similar to Jongin: someone who is refined, almost regal. A girl who is also feminine and has motherly attributes. Someone who is distant amongst strangers but is incredibly open with those she knows and cares for. Someone who is an introvert. Someone who has a sense of confidence as well. I can also see Kyungsoo being attracted to a girl who is an avid reader/writer/journalist of some sort. 

Idol or not: If Kyungsoo ends up with a celebrity, she would be an actress of some sort. But aside from that, I see him ending up with a non-idol. Again, it would just be easier for him.

Tao: Similar to Chen and Baek, a girl with attitude. Someone who always states whats on her mind and doesn’t give too much care for what others think. I can see him with kind of a tomboy girl. He would like a girl who is athletic or works out frequently and has a healthy sort of lifestyle. Once more, just a girl with an ample amount of energy and spunk. 

Idol or not: Either or. Like Chanyeol, I don’t think this would be a major deal breaker for Tao. Although, if I HAD to say, I could see him with an idol, like a model or actress, maybe even an athlete. 

Hope you enjoyed lovelies! Have an ask for me? Be sure to send it. I do enjoy fulfilling your fantasies!