Pressure (Jimin x Reader)

“You smell like trash, let me take you out.”

3.2k words, comedy + fluff, jimin/reader, normalverse


For Jimin, they were practically synonymous with a crowded room full of laughter, late night takeout, crummy TV show marathons, shit eating grins, and other things like–

“Truth or dare?”

Yoongi’s giving him that look: intimidating, challenging, merciless. He may as well have just said “dare or dare.” Jimin doesn’t bat an eyelash, trying to look unperturbed.

Apparently, their friend group hasn’t quite let go of the game despite being well past the middle school phase. Well past. But then again, it’s not like the game could ever be completely shunned; sometimes when other things get too overplayed, nothing quite riles up a crowd like an occasional game of Truth-or-Dare

“Dare,” Jimin says simply. He takes a huge gulp of his soda, sets it aside. Afterall, how bad could it be? Yoongi smirks. Memories of past games flash through Jimin’s mind. Okay, it could be pretty bad. But they’re sober right now, so at least no one’s going to be trying to jump off the roof. So not that bad. Comparatively, at least.

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College Truths

1. No one has time to re-write notes so that they would be pretty! Take photos of what you’ve got! 2. Say no to binders. There’s no space for them. They’re too heavy to carry. 3. Make a bullet journal if you like to procrastinate! Ain’t no body got time for pretty titles, colors, page ideas, etc. If it’s not a simple concept, it will not work. 4. Studying at coffee shops is hella distracting… I want to watch people and listen to the playlists! 5. You really can’t practice most advised studying techniques! Especially pomidoro… By the time you get into work, you need to take a break again. What?

Flirty Taeyong Scenario
  • So you work at an ice cream shop part time to get some money for college ya feel?
  • Taeyong happened to be eating right next door for lunch with the other members.
  • Because it’s winter time, the shop is hella dead. So you’re leaning against the counter staring at the wall cuz you ain’t allowed to be on your phone.
  • Taeyong and the other boys pay and leave to go back to the dorm.
  • When they past the shop, he does a double take at you in the middle of a conversation.
  • He quickly motions for the boys to follow him into the shop.
  • They’re all confused cuz a)homeboy was complaining about how full he was just 30 seconds ago, and b)he doesn’t normally eat dessert after dinner.
  • He motions the boys to order first so he has time to look at you lmao.
  • But they’re all like “wtf we don’t want any.”
  • And he glares at them and calmly says he’s paying.
  • They awkwardly shuffle to the counter and order ice cream they don’t want but will eat cuz free food.
  • You do your job and get through the line of boys.
  • He shyly orders a milkshake and through his obvious actions, the boys catch on.
  • When you hand him his milkshake, he “smoothly” and “coincidentally” grabs you hand while he’s at it (you know what I mean idk how to explain it but he basically cups his hand over yours which is over the cup, ya feel?)
  • He sweetly thanks you and hands you cash.
  • When you hand him back money, he does the thing again and touches your hand. Because you’re human and he’s Taeyong, you can’t help but turn into a tomato.
  • He flashes you a smile and drops the money into the tip jar.
  • Even though it was like fucking $10 in change (like damn, I just gave you ice cream and you gave me a lot of mula :’) bless)
  • He sits at the table closest to the counter with the boys and a few minutes later, he goes up to the counter again.
  • He says he’s sorry to bother you but he was wondering if you could help him out by taking a survey for him.
  • You were like, sure boiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
  • Behind him, the other boys were throwing their trash away and pushing in the chairs cuz they mamas raised them properly :’)
  • They leave y’all behind and Taeyong hands you his phone.
  • What was the survey? A new contact form LOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLL
  • You couldn’t help but burst out in laughter cuz it’s such a fuckboi move.
  • But he was just too cute, so you couldn’t deny.
  • You fill it out and he happily takes back his phone and smiles before leaving.
  • You best believe homeboy texted you later that night and before ya know it, you gots yoself a boo <3

etsyfindoftheday | gifts for: your kid’s teacher | 12.15.16

notebook paper-patterned ceramics by claypages // mug | earrings | dish

happy thursday everyone!! today’s gift ideas are centered around finds for your kid’s teacher — or maybe your own teacher :) claypages is an etsy shop with hella cool notebook paper-patterned ceramic and pottery items, like this fun trio!




Ok but seriously legit guys! My sister is super hella at polymer Clay! She makes everything from Charms, necklaces, figures, earrings and YES SHE DOES ACCEPT CUSTOM COMMISSION ORDERS! Her shop is pretty new and small, but with the more orders she gets, the more it helps her expand to make new things, better things, and cuter things! It would mean the world to both her and myself if you guys checked out her shop! :D

She’s got Undertale!


Everything is hand made with a lot of love and time. I see her work her but off for these things, and she’s even gotten a 5 star rating on her Napstablook earrings from one of her customers! :D WOWZA!!! 

Earrings come in both metal and hypoallergenic for those that can’t have metal! :D earrings for anyone!

She’s Got Nintendo! 


It’s in perfect time for the holidays! And again yes she does accept custom commission orders so if you have a character or earrings you want of something that she doesn’t have, feel free to contact her and ask for it! :D 

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If you need her Etsy shop link again here it is! :D


Thank you!

anonymous asked:

Hi! This blog is wonderful, especially for wide-eyed xmfc newbies stumbling around. (Like me!) So I'm wondering, do you know any fics involving bookshops/coffeeshops/tea parlours? Thank you!

Coffee shop AUs

Sorry it’s taken me so long dear! But there is a gold mine of coffee shop/book shop AUs out there

Summary: Librarian AU. Charles is the young librarian and Erik is the college student who is completely besotted with him.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: Teen, 11,292 words

My Opinion: It’s adorable and I love every character. Even Shaw. If you want a badass Erik with piercings and a sweet, innocent Charles, well then. Enjoy!

Summary: Erik runs a kosher bakery. Charles comes in for baked goods. They play chess, eat meringues, people drop other people’s keys down the toilet, and there’s mutant performance art.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: modern setting, wheelchair, PG, 17,615 words.

My Opinion: It’s cute. I don’t know what it is about baker Erik that pulls me in so much. Huh. Something to think on. He plays with dough guys.

Summary: The best part about Charles’ favorite bakery isn’t the location, and it isn’t the lovely smell, or even the Earl Grey cupcakes. It’s the Baker.

Erik Lehnsherr is a beautiful specimen of a man, particularly when his fussing over Charles takes the form of pastry.

Such a pity Charles doesn’t know Erik is an assassin.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: bakery, modern, Charles rules the world, 11,070 words, PG.

My Opinion: Raven gets angsty in this one, so it does stick true. I like the characterisations and Erik in general being protective. It’s lovely..

Summary: Fill for this prompt: Charles meets Erik Lehnsherr, his favorite novelist of all time at a coffee shop, but doesn’t know it’s him, and Erik just criticizes his own writing in front of his biggest fan.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: clueless Charles, AU, non-powered, NC-17, 39,242 words.

My Opinion: It’s a coffee shop AU with hella high recommendations, I’ve just not gotten round to reading it yet though I trust that it is good.

Summary: An X-Men First Class AU in which Erik owns a restaurant.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: NC-17, 14,531 words

My Opinion: It was cute if memory serves right (it’s been a while since I read it) but it has a happy ending which is what matters.

Summary: Azazel clearly has yet to understand the shattering power of Charles’ disappointment, so Erik takes one for the team, grabbing the cup and downing the remnants of the cappuccino like a shot while Azazel watches with morbid fascination.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: coffee shop AU, modern setting, no powers, PG, 4924 words

My Opinion: Classic coffee shop AU, adorable as hell too :D

Summary: Charles owns a coffee shop, Erik is a corporate lawyer (and owns some really nice suits). Things get a bit hazy from there.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: Hesits, mentions of killings, PG, 23,710 words.

My Opinion: It’s sweet and I like how Charles doesn’t take shit.

Summary: Charles has a terrible habit of multitasking, and that is probably why he absentmindedly tells the pizza man that he loves him when hanging up.

Then the pizza man says it back. And Charles is pretty much smitten from there.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: phone calls, PG, 4349 words.

My Opinion: It’s cutesy and adorable and Sean is fabulous. Not quite what you asked for but too adorable not to not read

Summary: This is the story of how her Charles met my Erik; it’s a modern-day AU, with powers; Charles is the owner of a restaurant called the Chessboard and the leader of its all-mutant staff, while Erik is an engineer working at Frost Industries.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: modern, first time, NC-17, 16,031 words.

My Opinion: The children are perfect. I mean. GAH. And the cute. Oh my. Restaurant AU, similar ish to what you wanted.

Summary: Charles is the owner of a book store, his best friend that he’s known since high school is a cop who’s recently been promoted, and, oh yeah, he’s madly in love with him.

Warnings/Rating/Word count: modern setting, misunderstandings, NC-17, 12,399 words.

My Opinion: It’s been a while since I read it but I remember it being sweet and perhaps slightly awkward but not sure about that (:

anonymous asked:

okay first of all I love your art. Second of all where tf do you shop because pidge looks hella good in those clothes and I want to try to

thank u so much !!!! and hhh mostly from h&m and f21 but also just random stuff from department stores??

anonymous asked:

How are the RFA (including V and Baeran) when they pick up how self conscious you are of acne and that you pick at your skin?? <3

  • a/n. hi! shoutout for a friend! check out her page! everyone please send love to my pretty friend ( lyssa ) for me okay?? she’s one of the few people who inspires me to write!! without her encouragements i may not be where i am now~ here’s your request anon! please enjoy reading!

RFA + V and Saeran with an MC who has acne/picks on her skin


  • he was so confused at first when you two went grocery shopping one day
  • you were buying hella lots of FACIAL CLEANSERS when i say lots it’s /hella lots/
  • from those charcoal masks from etude house to the white heads remover ones sold at skinfood inc.
  • because your face looks pretty and fine for him why do u need to use those stuffs??
  • when you two got home you immediately locked yourself up in your bathroom and never came out till 2 hours later you missed dinner
  • he got so hella worried he marched up to your bathroom door and knocked frantically
  • “MC? Hey? Are you alright there? You missed your dinner too!” poor worried bby he didnt eat he was waiting for you
  • “Y- yeah! I’m fine! I’m coming out later!” but your voice was faltering badly and he eventually forced himself in he forgot he had a spare key
  • “I’m coming in, okay?!” and when he saw you crying yourself while hiding your face behind your hair he rushed to you
  • “W- What happened?! Oh god, MC!” he’s so teary-eyed now because he hates seeing you suffer & he’s with you but he couldn’t do anything about it
  • and he’s not used to see you looking so broken
  • he roamed his eyes and saw the messed beauty products on the floor; some were opened and the others not
  • “Hey… Look at me.” he tipped your face up towards him, caressing each scars visible “You’re beautiful for me. You’re more than enough even with these scars. I’m lucky to have you in my life, sweetie.”
  • “But… look at my face… I’m ugly! I’m a mess!“ you cried into his touch as he gently pulled you to a tight hug
  • “I love every inch of you, even the imperfections… Because it’s a part of who you are, okay?” you felt yourself calm down a bit at this because he is being such a romantic ball of sunshine
  • since he got so worried that this might bring your spirits down, he tried to look for some alternative safe facial cleansers you can use that is safe for your skin
  • he called zen numerous times but he won’t pick up so he resorted to calling luciel
  • the next day he asked seven what would be the perfect medicine for acne and scars on the face and seven told him to buy a certain cleanser and a tablet and mix it together, an ointment and a herbal soap ( he said he used it once when he got pimples & acne when he stayed up 5 nights straight because of a mission in a harsh environment and it miraculously healed his face )
  • when you got home that night, you were so surprised to see him sleeping on the couch; you went to wake him up by kissing him lightly on his lips & you were so surprised when you saw what he was cradling in his arms
  • he was carrying a mixture in a bottle, a sort of ointment and a soap you can use for your face tied together with a green ribbon and a note in it,
  • “Seven said this works like a miracle! I know I told you you’re beautiful the way you are but I don’t want you upset and less confident about yourself. Use this so you’ll feel better! But I still love you even if you look like an unshaven gorilla!” uHM yoosung that’s not entirely a compliment but he was still successful to cheer you up
  • he was so surprised to see u snuggling next to him the next day and you are both in your living room’s sofa
  • he was happy to see you finally have a smile on your face after the fresh events of yesterday he may or may not have stolen a kiss from you then

Zen *trigger warning: light face imperfection shaming

  • for zen, having skin imperfections is almost considered a sin of the well-being ( he’s pretty oozy when you talk about skincare and since he’s an actor who walks up to stage and shows his face off to many people, it’s a must that you know how to take care properly of your skin )
  • but he overlook the fact that you had some on your face, he loved you for who you are, acne-filled face or not because he loves you as a whole with all of your imperfections and assured you countless of times that it’s alright and he loves you no matter what and you’re still very beautiful to his eyes
  • so when one day, you were receiving letters from your mails, you have read a fan mail that was not enclosed in an envelope
  • ‘She will ruin your career! She is super ugly! Someone as beautiful as you deserves someone equally the same! Blahs blahs’
  • you couldn’t finish reading the fan mail since your eyes started prickling with tears
  • so you thought you’d take the matter in your own hands
  • you went out that day and bought hella lots of facial cleansers from all of the famous brands you know of ( you’ve seen some that zen are using )
  • and when you got home you tried some and you cried when your face started to become itchy and reddish, the acne seemed to have gotten worst
  • you locked yourself up in your bathroom and cried
  • when zen got home from a rehearsal, he was so surprised to not see you anywhere inside the house
  • “MC! I’m home!” silence “Huh… She’s not here…” he laid down the groceries he bought along the way when he noticed a really looooong receipt laid on the kitchen counter
  • when he read what it contained, he was so surprised to see that everything was for facial cleansing
  • his eyes caught a pile of letters and an opened one he swore he saw only red that time when he read the content
  • he immediately rushed to the only place he knew you’d be at: the bathroom
  • and he was right, you were there, muffling your soft cries
  • he hesitated to knock at first but then just proceeded to do so
  • “MC? I know you’re there… What happened? Are you crying?”
  • “H- huh? N- nothing! S- something just pricked my eyes! I- I’ll be going out in a sec!”
  • but no, he did not wait for you, he slowly unlocked the door ya boi zen used a spare key and let himself in
  • he was kneeling before you before you can even compose yourself
  • “Tell me… is it that fan mail? I saw that you’ve read it…”
  • “W- what? No! Of course not!” you frantically shook your head without letting him see your face
  • “Why are you not looking at me?” his voice was full of concern and as soft as a coo
  • you hesitantly raised your head as you watched what his expression would be but no, he was not fazed by your reddening acne
  • “I- I’m too ugly for you, Zen…” you said sadly and you felt fresh batch of tears running down your cheeks
  • he touched every reddening part of your face as he, himself reflected a sad look towards you
  • he only hugged you so tight as you cried gently into his arms
  • “I’m sorry… I feel like this is all my fault… I might have failed to show you how much I love you no matter what at some point.”
  • you shook your head as you hugged him back tightly “No… it’s my fault. They were right… I will just destroy your image…”
  • “Please don’t say that. What they say don’t matter to me. I am your lover, not them, alright? You only listen to what I say… and I say that you’re beautiful. Too beautiful for my own good…” you gently laughed as he kissed your forehead and then your nose and then gently on your lips
  • “Don’t worry, tomorrow, I’ll hold a press conference and tell my immature fans that if they kept on bothering you, I’ll resign as an actor.”
  • “What?! No! You can’t do that! They’ll go crazy!”
  • “You’re more important to me, okay? Your welfare always comes first. If they started to disrespect you just like that, then I won’t have any assurance that it won’t happen again in the future. I can’t operate on such a harsh fan base.”
  • and the next day, you were so surprised by the amount of apology and gifts you received you even got a 10,000KRW worth gift card from etude house holY CHERITSU
  • zen holds such tremendous destructive power


  • you were in jaehee’s office ( aka jumin’s lair lolol ) when this happened
  • her co-workers saw you and they started gossiping
  • “Is she Ms. Kang’s lover? She looks like swiss cheese!” i’ll fucking punch these girls is2g giggle gossip giggle gossip
  • you pretended you didn’t hear what they said when you saw jaehee coming to you with arms open
  • you beamed at her as you hugged her back
  • but when your eyes spotted those same girls who laughed at you earlier who was still laughing at you, you couldn’t help yourself tear up
  • “U- uhm… I need to go to the toilet first. I have- uhm, business there! I- I’ll see you around!” and you ran your way towards the nearest restroom
  • “MC! Wait!” jaehee shouted after you ran off but no, you’re too embarrassed to face her
  • you washed and rubbed your face using water and ur handkerchief, you kept on rubbing and rubbing until your face turned red
  • and your tears mixed with the water you kept on splashing, hoping these pimples and acne would just disappear
  • you heard a soft knock on the bathroom door and since you locked it, the person couldn’t enter
  • “…MC?” you heard jaehee on the other side, tone laced with concern “I know you’re there. I… checked the CCTVs.” UHM WHAT
  • “W- wait a minute! I’ll be done!” but your tone was quivering and jaehee noticed this one
  • “Are you… possibly crying?” she asked, her knocks now getting louder “Let me in, please.
  • you got guilty when she basically begged for you to let her in and you did as told
  • when you opened the door, she immediately hugged you, caressing your hair in the process as she rested her face on the crook of your neck you both are of the same height
  • “What are you doing to yourself? You’ve… been acting a bit strange.” she whispered as she slowly let you go
  • “T- those girls… They… said I looked like swiss cheese.” you blushed because you sounded like a child telling on her mother
  • “Who?” her face scrunched up, confused
  • “Where did you see them?”
  • you looked away and spoke in a small voice, “U- uhm… those girls in the receiving area. I think they’re working here.”
  • and her face lit up in realization
  • she enclosed your hands with hers and said with a gentle smile, “You’re beautiful no matter what. They’re very blind if they can’t see the beauty standing in front of me.”
  • you looked like a ripe cherry in season because jaehee stop making my heart beat fast omg
  • “Please wait for me at my office. I shall… take care of some things.” she tugged you as she held your hand and gently dragged you back to the office
  • and you were so surprised to see those two girls who were laughing at you to be madly apologizing and even giving you some tips of how to get rid of acne
  • ??
  • you looked over to the side and you saw jaehee smile proudly on her own while giving you a thumbs up
  • the power of a chief executive assistant is scary in a corporate aspect


  • there was this dinner party you and jumin attended together
  • but you were too nervous to attend jUST BECAUSE YOUR FACE IS FILLED WITH ACNE
  • though jumin didn’t seem to mind about it but he never actually said anything about it either
  • at the back of your mind, you thought that maybe he was trying to ignore the fact that you look like a fucking cheese grater
  • but he told you he loves you countless of times and even made you feel it
  • but it didn’t seem enough for you lately you were being a bit needy for his emotions
  • and when he started mingling with other guests, both respectable business men and gorgeous bachelorettes, you felt incredibly insecure
  • because they are so dazzling and every lady inside these halls perfectly suited jumin more than you
  • he didn’t even accompany you tonight!
  • you were left alone sitting and eating your dessert on the table when you noticed the other girls on the next table giggling your way while looking at your face
  • you couldn’t take it longer so you stood up and went for the powder room
  • when he couldn’t see you anymore inside the halls, he grew frantic
  • “If you may excuse me for a while, I have something to tend to.” and he immediately went looking for you
  • he was about to give up when he couldn’t find you and just decided to visit the CCTV room to look for you there
  • but he heard you mumbling angrily inside the powder room
  • two women just went out from there while giggling badly, he knitted his eyebrows as he softly pushed the doors of the women’s powder room
  • “MC?” you jumped in surprise when you heard his deep voice and dropped your foundation that caused it to break apart and spill all over the floor
  • you stared at it as you felt your eyes getting watery at the current predicament
  • “Are you alright? What fell?” he asked in curiosity as he finally took a step forward
  • “No! Stop right there. Don’t come near me!” you spat angrily as you tried to gather the broken pieces together, hoping to get it back together
  • he was taken aback by your sudden hostility that he couldn’t help but ask in concern, “What’s happening to you? Did I do something wrong? If it’s your make-up, we can always buy another–”
  • “You don’t understand!” you lifted your gaze up as you glared at him with tear-filled eyes and tear-stained cheeks but he just stares at you confused
  • “What? I won’t understand if you won’t tell me. Why are you crying?” oh gr8 he just throws sarcastic remarks at you
  • “No! Leave me be! I have some business to take care of!” and you went inside an empty stall, banging the door on his face
  • “…Nobody has business to do inside an empty stall.” he flat out says, making your anger boil more
  • “Get out! I will poop!”
  • “Then, I’ll wait here.”
  • “No! This is the girl’s restroom! I’ll call the security!”
  • “My men are currently the ones who are guarding the hall.”
  • “Just… Go! Get out! I don’t want to see you!” your voice hitched because of your tears god why is jumin sometimes so infuriating!!
  • you heard him sigh exasperatedly as he said out of frustration, “You are being absolutely childish.”
  • “Whatever! I won’t leave if you stay here! Go back there, they might be looking for you!”
  • “…fine.” and when you heard him step out of the room, you let out a frustrated sigh
  • just as you moved to open the stall, you were so surprised when you saw him leaning against the door with a dark look upon his features
  • “Have you calmed down?“ he asked without any evident emotions on his voice but you can tell he’s a bit irritated “If you have, you are coming with me.” and with that, he dragged you out of the powder room and back into the party hall & you were so confused because he just went directly to the center isle and checked if the mic was on
  • your eyes widened at his next movements
  • “I hope everyone is having a good evening. Well then… Let me begin. If any of you insult my very beautiful wife here, you will pay. This is because I love her so much.” he breathed and turned to kiss you passionately
  • “Insulting her means insulting me as well. So you better watch what you say from now on.”
  • he smiled softly at you as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, “Come, my love. Let’s leave. Have you been doubting what I feel for you? Is it the reason why you’ve felt so insecure? Then tonight, I will make sure you never question my love again.”
  • did he realize he’s announcing that on public? omg


  • he was so confused when he saw you surfing for the most effective brands that will remove acne from your face
  • because your face looked perfect for him and it is part of what he loved about you??
  • he can’t help but notice that you’ve been feeling under the weather lately just by observing your bodily actions
  • “Honeyy~~! Do you want to play Immortal Combat with me? Come on, I’ll let you win this time!”
  • and when you straight up ignored him, he was so surprised that he got extremely worried because you were not being yourself at all
  • one day, when you got home with a bag full of cosmetics and facial cleansers, he asked you, “Ah!! Welcome back, my baby! Ohh!! That’s a lot! What are you gonna do with those?”
  • “U- uhm, nothing!” and then you immediately rushed to your room, locking the door
  • oh god help the tomato head he’s getting extra worried coz you have not been talking to him properly for 2 straight days
  • he gently knocked on your door after 30 minutes of waiting for you to come out but you didn’t
  • “MC? What are you doing?” when he gently pressed his ear against the door, he couldn’t help but hear you cry softly “MC?!”
  • he panicked so bad he immediately went looking for his spare key
  • when he opened the door with his heart beating madly against this chest, he rushed to you and when he saw you lying down the floor with a bottle of opened facial cleanser and blood on your finger tips, he had already thought of the worst
  • “What happened?! Dammit!” he gently picked you up as you struggled to get away from his grip
  • “No! Get away from me! I’m hideous!” you cried but he didn’t let you go
  • “Stop! Stop this, MC! Ow!” he cried in pain when you accidentally hit him on his cheeks and on his jaw
  • you immediately calmed down when you saw how he bit his lower lip to prevent himself from feeling the pain
  • “Luciel…?” you got worried because you accidentally hit him and when he lifted his gaze up on you, it broke your heart so much; he looked so broken
  • he closed his eyes as he inhaled sharply then he dipped his head on yours and kissed you
  • “Please… don’t scare me like this again.” he said, pain evident on his quiet voice “Oh god. You don’t know how scared I was! I saw… blood on your fingers.”
  • “Luciel…” you bit your lower lip but you couldn’t prevent your voice from faltering “I’m sorry…”
  • “No matter what, you’ll always be my beautiful MC! Ahh… I hope you realize that soon…” he smiled again as he gently caressed your reddening cheeks, touching gently every scar he can see
  • “Without this, it isn’t you. Then you’ll no longer be my MC…” you slowly smiled at his attempt of cheering you up because it was hella sweet
  • when he saw this he smiled fully as he pulled you into a deep hug “Don’t ever do this again, alright? Promise me…”
  • “Alright, I- I promise… uhm, I love you, Luciel.”
  • “Me too. I love you. Always will.”


  • he had not been used by your sudden change of behavior
  • he woke up to you one day not even finishing the breakfast he prepared for you nor even the lunch he made that day
  • you went out without telling him anything that’s why he got worried
  • but he decided to wait for you at home
  • when he saw you carrying shopping bags filled with nothing but FACIAL CLEANSERS he became concerned
  • “Hm? What are you going to do with those, MC?” he asked as he gently touched the bag but you immediately pulled it out of his reach
  • “Nothing! I- I’m going to head to bed soon, okay?” he was so surprised because this was the first time you became incredibly snappy at him and it was still afternoon and you’re heading to bed already??
  • he sighed because he decided to let you calm down first and that he should not deal with you when you’re still this heated
  • but when he found some stashed photographs on the dining table, and it was all pictures he took of you, he became confused
  • and then he realized what you were going to do with those cleansers you bought
  • he headed to the common bathroom connected with your bedroom and he was right
  • he saw you there, rubbing cotton madly at your reddening face
  • he immediately grabbed your arm to try and stop you from frantically destroying your face
  • “MC! Stop! What do you think you’re doing? That will irritate your face more!” but you did not listen
  • you cried as you continued rubbing the cotton and when he finally grabbed your hand and grasped it tightly with his is when you finally stopped
  • “Please… stop doing this to yourself…” he pleaded, pulling you into a hug
  • “J- Jihyun ??” you were so surprised because you felt tears falling down your shoulders coming from him
  • “Stop… destroying the face of the one I love…” he continued to plead and soon you felt yourself cry more
  • “I’m sorry… It’s just that… I’m not pretty. I make your photographs ugly. I’m sorry…”
  • “Ssh… don’t say that. To me, you are the most beautiful work of art.”
  • and he ended up teaching you how to gently apply it to your face since he doesn’t want to see you so depressed with your current problem


  • “Hey, Saeran… what is beauty to you?”
  • you had asked him once when you two were on the way home from eating out
  • he turned to look at you with a deadpanned face while letting out a small sigh
  • “What kind of question is that?”
  • “Ehh! Just answer me!” you remembered yourself whining because of his answer
  • “Jeez… alright, alright. Stop being so pushy. Beauty is something only few can appreciate and are lucky to have.”
  • he pouted his lips as he whispered ( you almost didn’t hear it ) “…and I’m lucky to have you.”
  • you looked at him quizically as he just shrugged and continued to sip on the fruit shake you two had for a take out
  • that conversation has been playing on your mind like a broken mp3 player since you noticed your facial problem have returned
  • you have a cotton ball on your hand and a few bottles of opened facial cleansers while you were looking at the mirror on your bathroom— you had gone frantic since your acnes began to show up once more
  • when you dabbed gently on it, you were so surprised to see that your cheeks only reddened further as you felt a burning sensation on your face
  • what you did has made your face irritable and urged for the acnes to swell more
  • “Oh god…” you choked back a sob because wtf it has gotten worst than earlier!! goddammit!
  • what face are you gonna show him now?? you looked horrendous! your face is red with swollen pimples!
  • when saeran got home, he was surprised to see your disorganized shoes on the foyer and the kitchen was messy
  • the worst of the worst has come circling inside his mind and he immediately yelled for your name, his tone shaking
  • when he finally arrived at the bathroom door, he was surprised to hear your sobs you didn’t notice him enter the house and you thought you’re still alone
  • he came knocking heavily on the door that you jumped from surprise and you hit your hands on the sink’s surface, making you yelp in extreme pain
  • when the door suddenly slammed open, revealing a saeran with heavy beads of sweats on his forehead, disheveled hair and panting madly
  • “What happened?! Goddammit! MC?! Fuck!”
  • he rushed to your side, immediately tending to you since you were crying from the pain of hitting your hand and the pain of being not beautiful enough for him
  • when he saw the scattered cleansers and make-up supplies, he immediately realize the situation that happened he’s p much knowledgeable with this stuff trust him on this one
  • “No.. please, don’t touch me!” you cried further and this has certainly took saeran aback like he couldn’t believe what you were saying “I look horrible! Oh god… I’m sorry… I’m not good enough for you…” you choked back a sob
  • “What are you talking about?” his tone was quiet yet with conviction “Since when has physical appearance became a hindrance to us?”
  • there he is again with his quizzical remarks!
  • ”…I have been a monster. I believed I cannot be saved after everything came crashing down. But you… you accepted me. Despite everything… despite my own ugly past… and you got the guts to call yourself horrible?!”
  • you lifted your eyes to him when you heard how his tone hitched then quivered, he looked broken and sad and you can’t help but feel a lot sadder
  • “Beauty is something only few can appreciate and are lucky to have.” you heard him repeat what he answered to your question before. you steadied your gaze on him as he stared at you intently
  • “I love you. Isn’t that enough? You’re beautiful for me. What more do you want? I’m lucky to have you in my life. Are you still looking for more?”
  • he was blushing hard while saying this and is not looking directly at you ( you got up and tackle-hugged him because wow you didn’t know he was this romantic?? and what he said really lifted your spirits )
  • you laughed with glee as you urged him to repeat what he said
  • “…NO.” and he went outside without any second glances he was so embarassed excuse him for a moment
  • awe shucks you do know he does love you to bits

okay but what about a future!Amy Rose who has maintained her cheerful, genuinely kind-hearted demeanor but grew out of obsessing over Sonic and learns to accept and respect their friendship

Older Amy Rose finally going out on her own adventures not because she feels she has to prove herself to Sonic, but because she’s powerful and wants to make a difference

Older Amy Rose developing a friendly rivalry with Sonic, because she’s not the little girl he always had to rescue any more and can actually hold her own in playful spars with him.

Older Amy Rose taking Cream along with her on her adventures and being her mentor and teaching her how to kickbox and the two spending time together shopping for hella cute outfits.

Give me Future!Amy Rose’s who aren’t written around her love for Sonic, who don’t turn her into a sex god, damsel in distress or OOC. Give me future Amy’s who take all of her canon positive traits and build upon them.

Amy is more than her feelings for Sonic.

So this is a hanamatsu thing I might post later on AO3 idk tho

It’s called Illuminati and Coffee

“Oikawa, I’m dead, go on without me.”

“What is it now, Makki?”

“He’s back, I can’t do this.” Hanamaki said anxiously, looking over his friend’s shoulder to the front of their coffeeshop to their new regular. Usually, he loved his job. Coffee was his lifeblood anyway, so it was fun to work at the local shop, especially since Oikawa and Yahaba worked there, too. This was before Really-Hot-Guy started to come in every weekday. He was the embodiment of Hanamaki’s type - gorgeous (lidded!) eyes, effortlessly-tousled hair, fairly tall, and a smile that could and would make anyone melt.

It was unfair, really.

“You know, you could just talk to him, or actually be at the register when he orders.” Yahaba pointed out in exasperation. “You haven’t even spoken to him.” Hanamaki snorted at the prospect, mostly because of how cliche it would be. Everyone meets at coffee shops these days.

“One doesn’t simply talk to Adonis, Yahaba! Please, Grand King?” Hanamaki fired back, his expression pleading as he turned to his other friend.

“You’ll have to talk to him at some point, Makki.” Oikawa sighed, and once again took the register for a few minutes to take Really-Hot-Guy’s order, even though Hanamaki was already making it - he always ordered a medium iced coffee. Making it was fine, as long as he didn’t come into contact with said hot guy. By the time Really-Hot-Guy finished ordering, he was almost done making his drink, so when the pink-haired barista looked up and saw Really-Hot-Guy looking at him curiously, an eyebrow raised as if to ask ‘Mine?’, he froze up, helpless as the customer walked over. Wordlessly, Hanamaki handed him his drink, hoping that he didn’t look to awestruck, and right as Really-Hot-Guy was about to open his mouth and say something, a panicking voice rang in the back.

“Makki, a little help?” He heard Oikawa yell, and he didn’t know whether to thank or kill his friend.

“Dammit, Oikawa.” Hanamaki hissed to himself, giving the man an apologetic look before running back to his friend. When he opened the back door, he groaned as he saw his friend struggle with the espresso machine, once again stuck. Hanamaki fiddled with the machine for all of five seconds before it whirred to life, and he had the right to look mildly embarrassed.

“Really-Hot-Guy was about to talk to me.” Hanamaki groaned.

“He comes back every day, Makki, you can thirst over him tomorrow. Besides, you know that thing hates me!” Oikawa whined, frantically trying to get a stain out of his apron. It was true, the espresso machine had a long rivalry with his friend, it was hilarious how it worked for literally everyone except for the former setter.

With a sigh, Hanamaki took a glance at the clock- his shift was over. He rushed home to change into sweatpants and sulk, before his phone vibrated. Checking it, he saw it was an Instagram notification from his DMs. Opening the app, he saw it was from Oikawa. The DM was a blurry picture, though he could make out that it was definitely at the coffee shop. At first, he couldn’t understand the relevance, but then he made out a human blur that had pink hair - it was probably him.

PrettySetter: omg makki look at the caption

PrettySetter: look at the ACCOUNT

Hanameme: wtf ok????

Curiously, he clicked on it, and was confused even farther - it was a funny textpost account that he’s followed for a while, onlythedankest. It always cheers him up when he has a bad day, but he’s never paid much attention any of the captions. He hadn’t noticed this picture before, but he scrolled down, and sure enough, there was a picture of him from about a month ago. The comment said ‘holy shit I went to this coffee shop and there’s a hella cute pink-haired barista guess who’s coming back tomorrow’.


A light pink dusted the boy’s cheeks as he quickly began to scroll up and read all of the captions on the posts since then, and he found that multiple mentioned him - ‘went back today and the barista and I looked at each other awkwardly I’m swooning’, ‘he always makes my drink #husbandmaterial’, and ‘my husband wasn’t here today *sigh sigh*’. This was both flattering and hilarious, a large smile plastered on his face as he scrolled up before he was interrupted by a new DM from Oikawa.

PrettySetter: WELL????

Hanameme: holy shit

Hanameme: lowkey think he’s my soulmate


His eyebrows furrowing slightly, he went back to the account and clicked on the most recent picture - it was blank, so it probably meant a rant when it came to these accounts.

onlythedankest: MAJOR UPDATE IN THE CHRONICLES OF THE CUTE BARISTA today he handed me my drink and he’s even prettier up close wtf???? Anyway I was about to say thank you (and actually speak to him) but then he got pulled away by one of his coworkers fml’

Hanamaki read over the caption once, twice, three times, momentarily forgetting how to breathe.


PrettySetter: YES FUCKIN WAY





PrettySetter: IDK

Hanameme: HOLY FUCK


Hanameme: OK????

The next day, Oikawa (who had told practically all of their coworkers at this point) was talking animatedly before he suddenly looked at the door and jabbed Hanamaki in the stomach.

“Ow, what the shit Oikawa?” Hanamaki wheezed, looking up to see that his friend’s gaze had not left the front of the store.

“It’s time, young padawan.” He said solemnly, his face purposefully blank. Frowning in confusion, he followed his friend’s gaze to the front of the store only to see Really-Hot-Guy about to walk in. Sighing in resignation, Hanamaki went over to the register as he walked in - they made eye contact immediately and Hanamaki could see the surprise on the man’s face, though it was quickly covered by a grin.

“Hey, what can I get you?” Hanamaki started, a small smile on his face.

“Don’t you know my usual by now? For shame.” Really-Hot-Guy said smoothly, a look of mock hurt on his face.

“You’re right, I’m a disgrace, how could I ever forget?” Hanamaki said dramatically, a lilt in his voice. They both made eye contact and broke off in chuckles. “An iced coffee then? For…?”

“Matsukawa.” He grinned as they exchanged the money.

“Coming right up!” Hanamaki smiled, and he went to the machines to make it. Oikawa made eye contact with him and had the nerve to wiggle his eyebrows at the pink-haired boy (honestly, that was HIS thing, not Oikawa’s). Hanamaki discreetly gave him the finger as he finished making the guy’s coffee.

“Iced Coffee for Matsukawa!” He exclaimed as per barista routine, smirking as Matsukawa made his way over.

“Thanks… Hanamaki?” Matsukawa said, pausing for a bit as he read the barista’s name tag. As he took his coffee, their fingers brushed under the cup.

“So I like your instagram.” Hanamaki casually stated, watching Matsukawa for any type of reaction, and boy, did he get one. Matsukawa’s face went pale and he groaned, screwing his eyelids shut, not seeing Hanamaki’s eyes light up.

“I, uh- shit, I can, uh, explain?” Matsukawa finished weakly.

“Well, my shift ends in ten, so how about you wait for me?” Hanamaki asked, and Matsukawa’s head shot up, searching the pink-haired man’s face for any sign of insincerity.

“Like a date, or?” Matsukawa asked slowly.

“Yes, like a date. I want to get to know the man behind the meme.” Hanamaki said, a grin growing on his face that was quickly parroted by Matsukawa.

“A man after my own memes.” Matsukawa said fondly, regaining some of his composure, and Hanamaki nodded sagely. “See you in ten, then.”

“See you in ten.” Hanamaki agreed, and Matsukawa made his way to a seat and immediately whipped out his phone, undoubtedly on instagram. A stupid grin made its way onto Hanamaki’s face as he turned back to work, only to find a pair of cheeky-looking brunets staring at him with a look he didn’t like. However, nothing could ruin his mood at the moment, so he just grinned at them and floated his way through the last ten minutes of his shift. He quickly changed into his street clothes, coming out of the back room only to find Oikawa chatting with Matsukawa. Apprehensively, Hanamaki approached them, blanching when he heard what Oikawa was talking about.

“Honestly, you guys have been thirsting over each other for a month, it’s been long enough-” Oikawa was beaming as he smiled innocently at the dark-haired man, before Hanamaki put a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“Oikawa Tooru, if you don’t get back to work in about 0.3 seconds, Iwaizumi is going to know exactly who drew on his face during the last time we all got drinks.” Hanamaki said, and Oikawa’s face paled at the mention of his boyfriend, but he pouted nevertheless.

“No fun, Makki-chan! Tell me how the date goes~!” He sang as he scampered off to the safety of the barista counter, high-fiving Yahaba as he skipped back there.

“He is a dead man.” Hanamaki said solemnly.

‘RIP, he will be missed. You know Iwaizumi?” Matsukawa agreed, a surprised look in his eyes.

“Yeah, he and Oikawa have been dating for three years now. How do you know him?” Hanamaki asked.

“He goes to my gym, we bonded over volleyball and how shitty the music they play is.” Matsukawa said with a lazy grin, gesturing for them to sit down as they both obliged.

“Shit, you play volleyball, too? Damn, seems everyone I know does. But, a topic for a later date. Now, memes.” Hanamaki demanded, and they both grinned.

“Are you challenging me to a meme-off, Makki?”

“Maybe I am.”

“Wow, and I thought you were a Cool Guy!” Matsukawa said, his voice lilting into a high, squeaky voice reminiscent of the dude from Cool Guy.

“Watch yourself, you’re about to get rekt.” Hanamaki said, a plan formulating in his head.

“Bring it, pinky.” Matsukawa challenged, his eyes locked onto the boy’s.

After taking a deep breath, Hanamaki started, his voice altered and robotic. “We have three connections. I know your meme account, you have been coming to my place of work, and we both know Iwaizumi. Iwaizumi has been with his boyfriend, Oikawa, for three years. Coincidence? I think not.” Matsukawa’s eyes widened as Hanamaki continued, both parties knowing where this was going (and loving every second). “Oikawa calls Iwaizumi Iwa-chan. Iwa has three words. This conversation has been going on for approximately three minutes. A triangle has three sides.”

“Illuminati confirmed.” Hanamaki finished in a hushed whisper, and Matsukawa looked at his with such conviction.

“Marry me.” Matsukawa said seriously, his expression grim. They both managed to hold back for a few more seconds before they both burst out laughing, wiping tears from their eyes. The rest of the date was spent laughing and telling funny stories, poking fun at each other as if they had known each other for years. It was the start of something perfect.


“You did what?” Iwaizumi asked as he watched the two interact from the other side of the coffee shop.

“I set them up, Iwa-chan! I told Mattsun to stop by the coffee shop, and he kept coming for Makki. Makki was thirsting the whole time, and apparently he liked Mattsun’s meme account? Either way, they’re going to make a great couple, thanks to me~!” Oikawa preened, looking over at the two, who were laughing uncontrollably at something.

“Shittykawa, do you know what monster you’ve created?” Iwaizumi hissed to his boyfriend, who looked at him in confusion. “They both are anything but lightweights. They both kick our asses in Mario Kart. They both have too much snark for their own good. They both have too much dirt on us, Shittykawa.”

Oikawa’s face quickly contorted from being pleased to mild horror as they slowly turned to gaze at their mutual friends. Both were snarky and fun to be around on their own, but together, they were dangerous.

“What have I done?” Oikawa asked in quiet terror. Sure, his friends saw the start of something perfect, but as he and his boyfriend stood there, they knew that they were watching the start of something terrifying - the ultimate partners in crime. 

grocery shopping

ok but in all seriousness grocery shopping with calum would be hella lit. you two in casual attire, in the after hours. pissing off the graveyard shift as you both zip around with your cart. grabbing whatever seems good. sliding down the aisle and taking turns riding in the cart. blasting your own music. crashing only a few times, you know, only a few. him trying to get handsy while you are reaching up to grab something, then helping you get it down. this would last until neither of you could fit in the cart, and then you’d trudge to the cash register. where the woman would eye you as she scanned the items, probably annoyed. calum would be so sleepy though, because grocery shopping was always slipped in last. it was more convenient for his schedule and you enjoyed the secluded setting much better. but he managed, and just peppered you in kisses while you loaded the bags. slipping his hand into the waistband of your pants slightly to hold your ass as you made your way to the car, just smirking like the little fuck he is.

anonymous asked:

Imagine Nor and Den in some American coffee shop, waiting in line. It's hella long tho, so Nor decides to start talking dirty to Den in Norwegian and he's acting all casual while Den is slowly getting redder and by the time they're at the front, he's too embarrassed to talk and Nor has to step in and order for both of them. And when their coffees and done Nor goes up to get it from the barista and she looks him in the eye and says "ha en fin dag" and cracks up and then he just dies on the inside



Hey everyone! Alright, so the deal is that I’m in a tight spot right now, since last month had way too many expenses for me. Stuff like that happens sometimes and I really hate it when it does. Not only that, my mom’s 40th birthday is coming up and I want to make her a big surprise this year - she deserves it and I want to see her happy, but that’s gonna cost me. First I gotta make sure I have enough money for rent and food, the rest goes to my mom’s birthday plan. So yeah. SALE TIME.

You can use the coupon code GOLDEN15 at checkout in my shop! This includes any items you can see in my shop, and I make a hella lot of stuff.

If you’re not looking to buy, I would REALLY appreciate a signal boost, too. Every reblog helps ♥ Thank you!

Normal people who go window shopping:  WOW HELLA CLOTHES SUCH FASHION MUST BUY

Rachel Duncan window shopping: I’ll take the 12 x 4 ft with clear polished edges and do make certain that it has a laminate finish. There are certain individuals in my life who have no appreciation for fine glass and would prefer to shoot holes in it than respect it’s value.