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Having Ayano be completely emotionless sounds okay, but wouldn’t it be better if she actually had friends? Maybe shes not the most outgoing person but having at least a friend is way better than being “an empty husk of a person b4 she saw senpai”.   Click the read more for a more in depth analysis. 


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oh, danica doesn’t smoke it’s just that her pussy is on FIYAH (´◉◞⊖◟◉`)b゚

A Little Mistake Messenger

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Summary:  MC has exciting news to tell Zen and the other RFA members. That is until the MC gets a shock from Zen. MC finds comfort in a close friend, Jumin Han.

Rating: M (language and adult themes)

Tags: Mystic Messenger, Jumin x MC, Zen x MC

Authors Note: I’ve been working on a 707 series while also working at this story as well. So that’s exciting! I hope my Jumin fanatics like myself reallllly enjoy this chapter. I’ve been listening to a Firefly music festival playlist for a lot of inspiration to get my butt in gear. 

I’d love to hear from you guys about what you like or what I can improve upon. Keep liking and sharing to spread the love <3 

Lazy weekends were the best weekends especially after Jumin got home from his business trip. Jumin was napping soundly on the couch Elizabeth the third purring on his chest with his hand on her body. I smiled to myself as I watched the two of them snoozing the afternoons away. I grabbed a blanket and gently laid it across his legs and on lower part of his chest. His top shirt buttons casually unbuttoned. Elizabeth moved in his arms at the startle of the blanket but settled back into her position once she realized I had helped her out.

I sat back down on the lounge chair and scrolled through my phone.

MC has logged into the Chatroom—

Jaehee: I’m relaxing at the beach getting some sun.

707: I burn to a crisp in the sun

Oh MC is here!

MC: Jaehee how is vacation going?

Jaehee: You can keep my job forever if you would like. 

Has Jumin ran you up a wall yet?

MC: hahaha hardly. 

Everything is good on our end, however business end is a different story.

Jaehee: What happened was it his father again?

MC: not quite Mr. Han per say more like Jumin’s fiance.

707: wait hes engaged that damn bastard

MC: no don’t misunderstand this is not his choosing.

Jaehee: and what happened?

MC: they may or may not believe that Jumin and I are-

Jaehee: He did what?

MC: Its just a misunderstanding, until Jumin can collect enough information to refuse this marriage proposal.

707: Oh thank God! 

I was worried that I would have to come save you from Jumins clutches. 

Defender of Justice to save the innocent MC from the gate keeper Jumin.

MC: all good on this end here! 

Seven don’t worry I’ll know who to call to save me next time.

707: All is well then.

Defender.

Of.

Justice.

Out.

-707 has logged out-

Jaehee: I have to go too I need another drink.

MC: Don’t have too much fun you have to come back soon!

Jaehee: No promises here.

–Jaehee has logged out—

 It was inevitable that I would run into Zen news on my Facebook page. South Korean Musical Actor Trending in the United States of America. I quickly scrolled past the news page my friends shared on Facebook. Hyun Ryu and Amelia Corina officially an item? I turned my phone over trying to ignore the burning feeling in my heart. 

I could not tear my eyes away at his calm and collected mannerism. Did he even lose any sleep over me? He looked as if he didn’t spend too much time letting a breakup hinder his acting and public appearance. Hyun was somebody now, and I was just holding him back. It took me a week and RFA taking turns keeping my mind occupied before I was finally composed enough to be alone.

Why was I craving to see him, was it because he was happy and doesn’t seem to be too worried about a cheating scandal? I still cared for Zen. I will always love him in some way or the other. I cant forget the man that he was before things started to go downhill. Still, I can admire him from afar. Maybe one day Jaehee and I can fangirl over him and we can bring the baby to watch Zen on the TV.

There were thousands of pictures mostly of Zen, and selfies on date nights. Late nights under the stars, his motorcycle, backstage at his musicals. Was he happy? Was he finally accomplishing his dreams? Did the woman in the new pictures know how he likes his DVD collection at home? How he snores lightly when he’s exhausted from a long night of drinking?

I looked at my camera roll on my phone hesitant to look at the beginning. If I wanted a clean slate I needed to delete photos off of my phone. It was going to be now or never. I selected every photo, video, selfie, and saved screen shots I had saved since I met him. I quickly hit the delete button before my heavy fingers would change their mind. Clearing out all the memories, and moments that I treasured the most with Zen. I took a deep breath as I emptied my trash bin on my phone.

I felt as if a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I could start looking forward to cute baby pictures. I finally opened my text messages and deleted any and every message with Zen involved in it. It would be better to rid myself of the temptation to look back and feel sorry about myself. I smiled to myself that I was finally released from a large amount of temptation to look at those photos that brought me so much happiness.

I was startled by Elizabeth crawling in my lap. I looked over at Jumin who was lazily stretching out on the couch with a loud groan. I pet her soft white fur as she sat down between my legs encouraging me to pet her.

“Have you decided to sit with the ladies?” I said to Elizabeth who was enjoying extra attention from another person.

She cozied herself up on my knee and sprawling out. “She just wants more attention” Jumin said groggily and I laughed at her cute little face and tail.

“Jumin, Elizabeth the Third needs a womanly figure in her life to keep her straight. Sometimes it’s good to take a short reprieve from her favorite and only man in her life.”

He laughed and sat up on the couch, blanket wrapped around his shoulders and hair disheveled in all directions. I smiled to myself at his rare and slightly appearance. Jumin would hate to look like a mess in front of anyone.

“What are you smiling at?” He asked looking at me seated on the edge of the couch arms resting on his legs.

“Nothing!” I told him scratching behind Elizabeth’s ears averting his stare and blush on my cheeks. I took out my phone and took a quick picture of Elly. I knew who to send this picture to, Seven. Seven immediately responded with heart emojis: “Elly my love! She is so adorable! Jumin however looks like he just woke up with the bad case of bed head.”

“Wait was I in that picture that you just took?” He asked sitting upright on the couch. “Maybe. A lady never divulges her secrets Jumin.” I teased and he smirked. “Can I see it?” He asked softly.
I got up and sat next to him on the couch and showed him the picture.

“God is that what my hair looks like?” He ran a hand through it in an attempt to fix it only making it stick further out. I laughed uncontrollably at his hair and his expression when he asked me if it looked any better. He got up and went to his room. “Can you help me since my efforts have been to no avail.”

“Yes Jumin.” I sat on the top of the couch and had him between my legs. “Let me know if I pull your hair.”

I carefully brushed his hair back towards my body. “Have you ever worn it any other way or has it always looked like this?”

“Its been the same for as long as I can remember.”

“Jumin have you ever been in relationships with other women before?”

“What?”

“I didn’t mean for it to sound like that, I just never have seen you show interest in many women our age. Nothing is wrong with that I was just wondering.”

“Women are out for my fathers money and influence not so much myself. The way to my fathers heart seems to be through winning me over. None of them actually cared for me or was around long enough for one anyways. Most women only see me as money and future CEO.”

“I understand your difficulty then finding someone you can actually trust and talk too aside from V and Rika.”

“Yes it was only them for a while but now that V is absent and Rika passed I only have Elizabeth.”

“You have me too Jumin.”

“I know and I’m thankful for some sanity in the madness.” He sighed deeply. “How does it look?”

“It doesn’t look half bad pulled back.” I said and he got up to look at himself.

“If I didn’t look old before this makes me look much older now.”

“I think you look mature, well you already looked mature. More mature.” I said shuffling down to the couch.

“You think I would scare Jaehee if I wore it like this?” He asked smiling as he ruffled his hair out with a shake of his head and hair returned to its normal position on his head.

“I think she would think something was wrong.” He smiled shaking his head.

“What were you doing earlier on your phone? You looked upset?” He asked concerned tone in his voice.

“Hmm oh I was just deleting photos.”

“Of him?”

“Yes of him.” Silence deafened between the two of us before he spoke again.

“You still love him?”

“I don’t love him now but I think I always will hold a place for him. There is a baby that will probably remind me of Zen every day soon.”

“Is love a strange and powerful emotion?” He asked sitting back down on the couch his arms reclined back on the couch behind him. I looked at his face searching himself for some grasp on his tone and curiosity.

“Love?” How do I describe love?

“Well love is different for everyone,” I tried to explain. “Theres the love you have for your family or your father. The love you have for your friends V, Seven, Yoosung, and Jaehee. Finally there is romantic love that you feel towards another person.”

“I love Elizabeth the Third, is that more a familial love?”

“Yes exactly shes a part of your family.”

“Familial love is similar to when Yoosung and Seven talk about chocolate milk and cat jokes?” I nodded my head smiling. Jumin trying to make mental connections to the emotions he was feeling and putting a name to the emotion and it was written on a furrowed line on his forehead. The wrinkle he gets when he is deep in concentration and deep thought. He was silent again before he spoke up once more. 

“What about romantic love?” His asked softly in my direction. 

I took my time trying to find the right words in which to describe romantic love to him that would make the most sense. Your heart starts racing uncontrollably out of your chest around them. Your face gets red when they say anything remotely similar to flirting.” He nodded his head. “Do you find it hard to eat when you think about them?” he asked genuinely. “I think so depending on the situation.”

He met my eyes in an instant, “I think I know what it is.” His hand rested on top of my hand his eyes locked with mine. His fingers grasping onto the sides of my hand and making small circular motions with his pointer finger. I took a deep intake of air before speaking “Romantic or passionate love for another person I think is when you put the other person before yourself, and you worry not just for your needs but for theirs and in a more intimate way. Physically and mentally.” 

His dark eyes stared into my own and I was memorized at the deep color of them as our eyes locked onto one another. “I think I know what it is,” he said moving closer to me on the couch. My face felt warm under his intense stare. Jumin closed the space that was between his lips within inches of my own. I closed my eyes in anticipation of his warm lips to meet mine. His hand sliding to the back of my head. 

There was a loud knock on the door. I immediately sat back and lowered my eyes to avert his own. He cleared his throat and buttoned his shirt to check the door. 

“Jumi! I came to-“ a loud and shrilling high pitched voice pierced through the air and could only belong to the voice of a red-haired, overly perfumed woman in a purple dress.

“This is not a good time Sarah.” Jumin said and she barged into his home. Sarah threw open the door that Jumin was guarding. He palmed his head in frustration. .

“Oh shes here.” I shifted in my seat making sure my little baby bump was hidden from her watchful eye. Shit. The ultrasound was on his fridge. This could implicate Jumin already more than he already was.

“shes my lover of course she would be here.” Jumin said coming to sit by me leaning on the sofa arm casually.

“I brought something for Liz!”

“Elizabeth the third?” Jumin corrected

“yes the cat,” Sarah snared back at him.

I slowly got up to make my way over to the fridge. “Shall I let you two discuss?”

“No I want you to stay.” Jumin said grabbing my hand from my side. I turned to look at him and his expression pleading for help. His slim fingers intertwined into my own.

“So how did you two officially meet?”Sarah asked trying to latch herself onto Jumin. Her breasts spilling out of her top as she attempted to press herself to his arm. Jumin immediately shook her off in disgust and need for personal space. I gave him some space as he tried to push her off of him. 

“Well-“ I started when Jumin chimed in. 

“She is the coordinator for RFA parties for a while, and-“

“I have no interest in Jumin’s businesses, he’s a genuinely kind man with a huge heart.” I added as i looked at Sarah who looked like she bit into something sour and bitter. 

 “Romantic love will never last.”

Her comment struck a nerve deep within me. 

“I know that, more than anyone.” She started going through my papers i had laying on the dining room table. I stepped in front of her putting the papers back to their location.

“You have a limited amount of time with the people you love than you spend that time doing just that.”

“I have a right to see what those documents are since I am his fiance.”

“No you don’t. and No you are not. You can leave the gift for Elizabeth on the table and then escort yourself out.” I was fuming with annoyance. Jumin was smirking behind me at how little patience I had for this woman.

“Jumin are you going to let her speak to me in such ways? I know you are faking this relationship with your secretary. Wont you let me comfort you?”

“I find no issue with her tone.Is that so? We are faking it?” He said questionably at her comment. His arms folded against his chest in annoyance.

“MC.” Jumin said grabbing my arm and pulling myself towards him closely. He felt like he was on fire from the heat he was exuding.

“I want to be honest with my feelings for you. I had intentions on letting our relationship grow however I ant deny that there is a strong attraction to you. I cannot hold myself back any longer.”

“Jumin-“

I felt his hand on my chin and he pressed his lips firmly against mine. My mind went blank at his tender kiss. I wanted more. I needed more. But I also needed to breathe before I was consumed in his heat. I looked into Jumins eyes that were tenderly looking into my own. I don’t know how long we stood there just looking at each other. 

“You would kiss her in front of your own fiance!” Sarah screamed and loudly screaming at us both. Sarah must have let herself out on her own because I was too busy letting Jumin consume me with his tender kisses. Jumins hand placed behind my head. My hands holding tightly onto his shirt. I let my guard down and allowed myself to initiate the kiss again and pressed myself into his warm and soft lips. His tongue tracing around my lip as if asking for permission from my lips to enter.

He was the first to pull away his head resting on mine. “I have been wanting to kiss you for a long time now.” He smiled kissing my head as if I were a child. 

“Did you mean what you said earlier?”

“All of it.” He just held me tightly against his chest. 

“I have never felt this much before I met you.” He whispered into my ear and I smiled knowing that he was becoming more open with himself and allowing himself to feel. He pressed his lips against mine as if he was trying to consume the air in my lungs. My lips brushing against his over and over again.

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She is messy, but she’s kind,
She is lonely most of the time,
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie,
She is gone, but she used to be mine.

So this first battle minako has really shows her struggle between who she wants to be and who she needs to be

When artemis tries to stop minako from going after narcissus, minako dosen’t freak out like last time over artemis but instead gets angry with him. Her acting like this implies that minako knew what she was told last night wasn’t a dream yet she’s still trying to push away from it. Minako hesitates because what she wants is to be successful the way ordinary girls are

Minako is forced to confront it once narcissus turns out to be a bad guy. The fact that she has to run away from her old desire makes things confusing

This panel does a good job being a visual metaphor for what minako is experiencing inside. While she hesitates she still takes action. 

The thing is once she does transform she says this, being Sailor V gives her a power she never felt before. It comes naturally for her as she does her speech and fights because while she dosen’t know it yet, it’s always been a part of her. 

As things start to finish, minako has a moment of hesitation as she realizes what will happen once she attacks. Despite her emotions pulling her back, her actions moves towards the betterment of those around her. She has to put asides her vices before becoming a sailor senshi and this struggle shows up throughout the rest of sailor V. 

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Our new boss comes with public transport and so she doesn't think it's necessary to come in at 7 (normally its 8.30) for no valid reason. Sure if the truck comes at 7, we need to be there. But otherwise, no more 7am! :D Awesome. Cuz our previous boss had me 2 days at 7. And it's not hard for me to get there that early, but still, there was no good reason to be there that early.

nct as texts in my class chat
  • Taeil: #whyareyouallsogay
  • Hansol: that was my plan and if you steal it i will break a coconut with your head
  • Johnny: *at 1am* what was the homework and did anyone do it and can you send it to me. *1:50am* please?
  • Taeyong: you all should be studying instead of writing here
  • Yuta: *only ever writes happy birthday and happy new year*
  • Kun: oops sorry, wrong chat
  • Doyoung: wow! great! i would've never! ever! thought of that!! you! deserve! a medal!!!!
  • Ten: *only ever sends dog pics captioned 'look how cute, just like me'*
  • Jaehyun: i just met my old teacher, should i fuck him?
  • WinWin: why did i even get up
  • Mark: i'll explain the homework to you but you gotta do it yourself i'm not THAT nice
  • Renjun: *the one who always sends the material*
  • Jeno: *uses fish and noodle as insults*
  • Haechan: Guys…I have to tell you something…IT’S MY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW YOU BETTER NOT FORGET IT
  • Jaemin: Shirts do weird things sometimes, you never know what they’re up to in your closet
  • Chenle: i'll bring watermelon. or some other fruit. fruits are great.
  • Jisung: *8pm* good night, i'm going to sleep
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Send In The Clowns
Choreography By Travis Wall

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donnie it's not that i'm not against april it's just i think she disrespectful a normal lover a mama girl and doesn't listen well and has a bad case a normalcy on the brain and normalcy is the only thing she cares about and she was so mean to mikey causes of fake mom oh and what makes me really mad is she ditch u and your brother to a certain death to fight mutagen man just to get back at u and brother for Mutagen her dad how cold could she be

First of all, she can’t be a mama’s girl when she has no mother.

Secondly, When you live your life completely normal as a human and then suddenly your dad is captured by aliens and everything you thought you knew was a lie, then you would certainly want to go back to a time you thought you were safe and didn’t have to live in fear and uncertainty.

April is one of the most caring people there is. She has done so much for mutants, for us, and she is a part of our family. You can’t comment on her struggles without having felt them yourself. Her life is way more complex than that. 

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Do you think it's normal to still use she/her pronouns inside your head sometimes? I think it's just habit bc I've used those pronouns for most of my life, but I'm kinda scared it might be a sign I'm faking...

Everyone misgenders themselves sometimes! It’s ok!
~Alexavier

You deserve better.

Anonymous: hello! can you write one where the reader is dating a guy who’s an asshole, like he makes her feel stupid and stuff and the reader always brushes it off because she thinks that it’s normal and that its just her boyfriend not being romantic and she doesn’t like cheesy romance but Reid notices and says something about it?

A/N: I loved this request but I don’t think my writing did it any justice.


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The warm sunlight cascaded across Y/N’s featured, highlighting her deep eyes as she glanced over at her boyfriend lovingly. Mike looked down at her, shaking his head at her bright eyes.

“You’re making that stupid face again.” He mumbled, causing her face to fall slightly at the same time David opened his door. David smiled at Mike, extending his hand out to shake his.

“You must be Mike, I’m David, it’s nice to meet you.” David smiled, his gaze drifted to Y/N, who grinned weakly up at him as she shifted awkwardly. David moved out of the way, allowing Mike through to the other agents before stopping Y/N in her tracks.

“Hey, you okay?” Concern laced in his voice, however, she simply nodded silently, finding Mike’s side again. David frowned after her, intense eyes inspecting Mike.


Mike sat opposite Y/N at the dining table, in deep conversation with Derek about his recent baseball tournament, Derek glanced over at Y/N, smiling softly at her engaged eyes.

“You were there, kid. How well did I do?” Derek joked but Mike quickly interrupted before Y/N could even process his words.

“Have you seen her? She has no idea what a baseball is.” Mike scoffed, Spencer’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked over at Y/N, who giggled faintly at his harsh comment. Spencer’s stern eyes met Y/N’s but she simply shrugged, returning all of her attention back to Mike.

“Come on, man. Y/N actually knows quite a lot about it.” Derek grinned, eyes flickering between the two but Mike glared at Y/N causing her to drop all eye contact.

“Mike’s right.” Y/N muttered, smiling softly before clearing her throat as she caught Derek’s confused haze, standing up from the table.

“Excuse me,” She mumbled, walking down the corridor to the nearest restroom.


Before she could close the door, Spencer slipped inside, dark eyes fixated on her.

“ Spencer, what are you doing?” Y/N squealed, eyebrows furrowed at his stern eyes.

“Mike’s something else.” Spencer muttered, staring at her nervous form as she shuffled away from him nervously.

“Look Spence, I know what you’re thinking-” Before she could finish her sentence Spencer shook his head, eyes softening slightly.

“What? That you should be treated better?” Spencer inserted, slowly walking towards Y/N, whose fingers were shaking slightly.

“It’s not that. He isn’t the romantic type, neither of us are.” Y/N assured, nervously making subtle glances towards the door.

“Y/N, he degraded you in front of everyone! That’s not how anyone is supposed to treat you.” Spencer uttered, taking in her anxious form.

“Y/N, I saw your face out there. Don’t let him make you feel like you’re dumb, stupid, unworthy. You are far from any of those things, you’re a beautiful, smart doctor and if he doesn’t see that…he isn’t worth it.” Spencer whispered, fingers hesitantly lifting her chin to look at him, glossy eyes meeting his.

“Promise me that he treats you well.” Spencer pleaded, observing her watery eyes as she shook her head slightly.

“I-I can’t,” she whispered as he pulled her into his chest, embracing her vulnerable body against his own.


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Whoever that anon is that suggested the University AU, damn you!!! I’ve thought about it so much making breakfast this morning and Fweuihguirghrui I have to add to it! Tagging you @zanthiasplace because you’ve asked for D.Va before!

Original post here, a little bit extra on Reyes here and HERE’S SOME HANA SONG.

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Stitchers (2015) - 1x01

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Hey, I'm in love with a girl, that is straight i think, i talk to her like everyday, we called each other baby, and it feels so fucking good when i see her, and idk what to do, im afraid of telling her how i feel, bc if she doesnt like me back, and i tell her, she probably will stop talking to me, and i really dont want that, cause i like her, so much, thank u

Maybe try first get to know if she’s homophobic bc if she is she will take it bad, but if she’s not she will take it normally i think. I think its also worth to risk

Photo posted on twitter earlier of David Tennant filming on the set of Mad To Be Normal

I love this picture of Bry, bc it’s not edited so you can see a little bit of chub on her tummy and it just shows she’s not perfectly skinny and that even some of the skinniest girls have fat on their stomachs. Its a beautiful photo and i think the fact that it’s unedited makes it even more beautiful. 

concept: clarke keeps seeing this girl’s face in the halls and she doesn’t have any classes with her, she doesn’t know her name, but she’s so beautiful she swears she’s in love. octavia is her best friend/roommate and she’s getting annoyed about how clarke keeps talking about how she held eye contact with this one really cute girl and how she gets gay vibes and raven (their apartment neighbor) thinks this is hilarious so they both pretty much push her to talk to her.

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