so to see the little things stay the same

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in the past few months it’s that no one and I mean no one in the world is going to keep dragging you out of bed on your bad days and no one is going to be patient enough to wait for your anxiety attack to be over so you can say what’s on your mind. You, you have to love yourself enough to do these things. Life, you have to want it so bad. Only you can stop wasting your own time. 
My doctor said don’t waste your youth and my teacher told me to stop staring walls and just do something and my best friend, she said staying in bed is easier yes , but what’s the point? You can’t let your feelings swallow you. 
And you see, you can repeat those words in your head over and over but what’s the point if you stay still at the same exact point where your feet tripped ? 
Take one little step. For you, for me just do something
—  Yara, Notes to You
Houses When They Have A Crush
  • Gryffindor: May be considered the 'brave' house, but they just try to hint at their feelings with words or actions and hope the other person figures it out. Or they're the reason the whole 'they tease you because they like you' thing started.
  • Hufflepuff: Lingerers af. If they see their crush anywhere, they will find some excuse to stay at that place and just pass back and forth, hoping for a wave or something.
  • Ravenclaw: Asking questions until they find a similar interest to fangirl/boy over. Then hoping their crush feels the same 'passion' and maybe find their excitement cute.
  • Slytherin: Accidentally remembering little details. Sometimes, they'll file it away so they can bring it up casually in future conversations like "wait, you love this too?"

swatztj  asked:

Talk to me about Korra dealing her trauma post book four and how Asami fits into her long term recovery bc I cannot get enough

Oh man, you’re basically asking me to spill out my soul. I could go on forever about Korra’s recovery arc as well as Asami in general (hence why it took me FOREVER to respond to this – !!! I’m so sorry @swatztj​ !!!). Let’s see where this goes… (warning - word vomit below)

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Korra’s recovery arc was one of my favourite about the entire series. While it’s amazing to know that Korra and Asami are off living happily together (korrasami forever <3), I always do enjoy seeing individualistic aspects of these two characters and how their unique traits can complement each other. But, let’s dive into Korra’s arc first.

Korra was first introduced to us as the freaking Avatar, master of all four elements - we had to deal with it. We saw her as a very strong, physical being who mastered her waterbending, earthbending and firebending at a young age. Her demeanor was brash, loud, aggressive and direct, used (in many cases) as a tool to hide insecurities.  She was more of a punch first, think later sort of gal and all she ever wanted to be in her life was the Avatar, there was no question about it… that was, until the aftermaths of Amon, Unlaq and Zaheer transpired.

*Though since this about Korra’s trauma in Book 4, we will focus more on the post-Zaheer conflicts*

Korra was kidnapped, chained, poisoned, forced into the Avatar State, smashed against mountains and stripped of the air within her lungs. She was at her most vulnerable moment and completely out of control.

Some of us believed that Korra would get right back up after Suyin removed the poison from her system. After all, it didn’t seem to take too long for Korra to spring back into action after briefly losing her bending in addition to her connections with the past Avatars (though, this isn’t to say that she didn’t endure any pain, grief, self-doubt or negativity during those periods).

However, at the end of Venom of the Red Lotus, we saw Korra as an empty shell – incapacitated, quiet and unresponsive to the outside world. Internally, a whole other battle was being fought. 

She was told that the airbenders would return to their nomadic roots while she recuperated. She was told that they would work together to end discord and restore peace and balance. The woman who had always dreamed of being the Avatar, master of all four elements and bridge between worlds, was no longer needed. Her physical power and self-identity was gone.

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I’m trying to understand why this happened to me. But nothing makes any sense. I’m tired Katara. I’m so tired.” ~ Korra (B4:E2)

In the beginning events of Book 4, we see Korra detached from her friends and family. She could barely sleep or eat and spent much of her wakeful moments in silence. When see was faced with times of sleep, she would constantly be plagued with the intrusive horrors she endured by herself in Book 3. This trauma caused Korra to fall into a depressive state as well as develop Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), and hope faded away from her at every passing second. With the little sliver of willpower she had left, she finally made the decision to visit Katara – the first step needed to begin her recovery arc.

After months of being incapacitated, the steps needed to regain mobility took time and patience for Korra. We slowly but surely saw her become more and more active. A quick toe twitch turned into a few walking steps with Katara’s guidance. While these were fantastic accomplishments for someone wheelchair-bound, things moved a bit too slow for Korra’s tastes. We saw her lash out in anger/disappointment at Katara as well as Tenzin when he visited the compound to see her spar. Though Korra made progress, it doesn’t spark enough hope for someone who had been eager to get out in the real world her entire life.

While she was healing physically, Korra was still faced with phases of “fight, flight or freeze” throughout her recovery. Certain triggers continued to appear when she began to walk, spar and bend again, which caused flashbacks to flare up at unexpected moments. Her body would lock up and her mind became fixated on her traumatic past. She still felt as though she was being attacked, reliving the effects of the poison and suffocation over and over again. This caused Korra to hit a wall – she didn’t quite understand why those flashbacks and freeze ups kept happening, but she truly believed that she needed to expose herself to action again. Here is where another key element to Korra’s recovery arc comes in – exposure.

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The mind can be a powerful ally or your great enemy.~ Katara (B4:E2)

Originally posted by yipyipmotherfuckers

The opening shot of our Avatar in Korra Alone was very indicative of the condition of her mental state – shattered, distorted, unstable, but not necessarily unrepairable. After embarking on a voyage to Republic City, we saw another confrontation between Korra and her past trauma; this time in the form of an eerie apparition. She turned away from her destination (Republic City) to walk an anonymous life in the Earth Kingdom with the hope of reconnecting with herself and her Avatar spirit.

Throughout Korra’s journey, she constantly struggled with hallucinations. Sometimes she visualized Raava – with whom she ran towards - but other times (more often than not) she faced with her own ghostly shadow – with whom she backed away from. These apparitions only seemed to become stronger whenever Korra fought them. Her “punch first” tactics remained ineffective as her hallucinations constantly countered her with bending and chains. Even when she was in combat with other opponents, they morphed into her ghostly visions, forcing her to constantly fight with herself and lose each battle in the process.

This, understandably, got quiet infuriating. A part of Korra knew that her visions were not real, but she couldn’t escape them as they seemly controlled every aspect of her day-to-day life. She had enough, making the decision to finally chase after these phantoms as opposed to fighting them. Little did she know that her decision would lead to the familiar face of Toph Beifong.

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“…You need to face your fears. You can’t expect to deal with future enemies if you’re still fighting the old ones.” ~ Toph (B4:E4)

Unsurprisingly, Toph hadn’t changed one bit. Her demeanour remained direct, harsh, taunting and honest and this seemed to take Korra by surprise. After all, she was used to being met with looks and words of sympathy (understandably so) after her horrible incident. The bluntness used by our old metalbender, while unexpected, was another step that helped Korra towards her recovery.

Toph was able to quickly realize that Korra was very detached from the world; instead of looking forward she would always looked back in the past:

If there’s one thing I learned on the beat, it’s that the names change but the street stays the same.

Yes Korra did hold Avatar title, but she was still a person – a human being who could only accomplish and change so much within her own lifetime. Other Avatar’s would come and go and so would other acts of evil.

What was great about this confrontation was that little spark of defensiveness and enthusiasm we were used to seeing in Korra before the Book 3 finale. Korra knew of and believed in the accomplishments she achieved throughout her life as the Avatar. She challenged Toph on this exchange, but in a less angry and hostile way that we were used to seeing in the first few Books. 

This ultimately led to the two characters sparring, where Korra seemed to be having moments of excitement despite losing the battles. It was quite a refreshing site to see, in my opinion.

Originally posted by avatar-satos-spirit

Not only did Toph confront Korra on these issues, but she also detected small amounts of liquid metal circulating throughout the Avatar’s body. She attempted to rid this metal of her system, but Korra resisted, letting her fears and flashbacks take over again. This would be a task that Korra would have to do on her own; and it is one that she would successfully complete.

Korra used Toph’s advice to metalbend the liquid out of body and release some of those fears that she held close, tapping into her Avatar state. Toph was able to ground Korra back to the world again and make her feel more in tune with reality.

While this helped her physically, Korra’s battle was not over as she experienced yet another hallucination while facing Kuvira for the first time. Now, Korra needed to revisit her biggest nightmare of all face-to-face – Zaheer.

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That poison should have killed you. But you were able to fight it off. You think your power has limits. I say its limitless.” ~ Zaheer (B4:E9)

Originally posted by yumighoul

Korra’s confrontation with Zaheer immediately began with an act of determination and fury. She finally stood before the man that traumatized her life and boldly claimed how he held no power over her anymore. That daring and direct demeanor she showed to Zaheer was reminiscent of her persona back in the earlier Books. However, just like in the past, these defiant acts were used as a way to cover her insecurities.

Zaheer lunged towards Korra with the intent of triggering her fears once again. Despite his chained position, Korra backed away in panic and this ultimately broke the belief that seeing him bound would make her unafraid. Korra was terrified of not only him but of being perceived as useless and of not being the person she used to be again.

Zaheer challenged these fears and claimed that neither of them were the same since the events that happened years ago; he was chained despite learning to fly and she was limitless despite holding herself down. Korra would never be the same person again as she would have to carry the trauma  with her for the rest of her life. 

However, instead of associating said trauma with pain and weakness, she could use it for strength. As Zaheer had said, the liquid metal should have killed Korra, but it didn’t. She was the one that survived despite all odds pointed against her. She had won the battle in the end and he had been the one who lost. The fact that she remained alive points to the idea that she had no limits.

We have to remember that Korra was alone in her showdown with Zaheer. None of her friends or family could aid her. Her severed connections to the past Avatars left her alone to fight against Zaheer and the poison in her most vulnerable state. Korra resisted the poison by resisting the Avatar State for as long as humanly possible. When she could no longer hold off that particular battle, she fought for her life as well as Raava’s, despite how painful and agonizing every second of it was. She was truly unstoppable and she had yet to recognize or consider this amazing feat.

Korra had to accept what happened to her and while this meant acknowledging the bad, it also meant acknowledging the good. Instead of fixating on the moments of suffocation and powerlessness, she had to let the scene play out entirely - focusing on the future and not just the past. The past was not something she could change.

For the first time in nearly three years, Korra gained control over her fear. She accepted what happened – the pain, the exhaustion as well as the endurance. She had made it and in the process, connected back with her spiritual energy.

Originally posted by yipyipmotherfuckers

Korra reached an understanding with her trauma. While her past was not something that she could simply shrug off or ignore, it could be used as a tool of recognition in which Korra could connect with others at a deeper level. As Toph had said in the swamp:

Sounds like you’re carrying around your former enemies, the same way you’re still carrying around that metal poison. You maybe consider you could learn something from them?

Which can be coupled with Tenzin’s own words of:

It’s true, there will always be new conflicts and enemies to face. But the important thing is to learn from your enemies and better yourself over time, which you have.”

Korra learned from her painful struggles and was able to use new-found knowledge to reach out to others – including her own enemies. She greatly opposed the methods used by Kuvira to unite the Earth Kingdom, yet she still related to and understood her at a personal level, even going as far as to risk her own life to save the dictator. She understood Kuvira’s emotions of fear, abandonment, vulnerability and lack of control and this level of empathy displayed wasn’t something we saw Korra use towards Amon, Unalaq or Zaheer.

Originally posted by giffingkorra

Korra truly found inner peace once she found her way out of the dark tunnel. She proved to herself and others that she was more than just a symbol of physical prowess. She had found inner peace with herself and her trauma, drawing meaning from it which will ultimately help to make her become even stronger in the future.


Korra fought, learned and recovered from some of the darkest moments in her life. She will always carry the scars left behind from the incident that happened in Book 3, but she made herself an even better person by pushing forward instead of holding back. Korra became a beacon of hope for so many of us and remains a character that we will always hold near and dear to our hearts.

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“I want you to know that I’m here for you. If you ever want to talk or… anything.” ~ Asami (B3:E13)

Now, I’ll try to make the Asami part quick because this response has gone on for far too long :p.

I think Asami took the role of Korra’s anchor and voice of reason, even if neither of them fully realized it from the get-go.

Asami bore witness to it all – Korra’s gravely injured body smashing into rocks as well as her diminishing hope and sense of self. She saw her best friend falling deeper and deeper, but if there’s one thing we know about Asami Sato, it’s that she will always have your back.

Asami took on the role of Korra’s caretaker; she helped her dressed, pushed her wheelchair around, made conversation and she presumably helped her bathe, eat and sleep. She was truly there for her despite her other responsibilities of being the CEO of one of the most prestigious companies in the world. Korra was her priority. Heck, the woman was even willing to drop everything and accompany Korra while she recuperated in the Southern Water Tribe.

Originally posted by korrafreakingsami

These feelings of sadness and hopelessness were quite familiar to Asami. We know that she’s had a pretty difficult life from the start - her mother was murdered, her father sided with the equalists, she had to take command of a large company at age 18 and overall, she had a lonely life. Due to these unfortunate events, it was likely that Asami understood Korra and her depressive state at a far deeper level than anyone else who was close with Korra. Asami neither pushed nor prodded and instead gave an open invitation for Korra to talk with her whenever she was ready

Korra did end up taking Asami’s offer up as we see her communicate to her via a letter in Korra Alone. Korra opened up quite a bit to her, explaining how hard the past few years had been, how she couldn’t tap into the Avatar State, how she kept having hallucinations and how she feared that she would never fully recover again. There was a reason why Korra contacted Asami and not Mako, Bolin or the others. She knew that Asami would understand her at that vulnerable time and felt comfortable enough to expose a very fragile part of her life. Asami was the rock that Korra could hold onto and I’m sure that she felt some relief and comfort after sending her letter off.

This comfort continued in Remembrances. Korra expressed her same worries again, but Asami’s consistent support, admiration and belief in Korra and her abilities shined through during the exchange.

And finally, we know that what goes around, comes around. After Kuvira’s attack on Republic City, Asami lost her father for good. This time, Korra was the one who took the initiative to provide emotional and physical support for her. She apologized for her three year absence and suggested taking a vacation where the two of them could finally relax and take care of each other without any interruptions (…besides the big rock spirit thing…). 

Korra and Asami had seen each other at some of their darkest moments and while they were strong and developed individually through their past traumas, they would and always will be stronger together and persevere through any obstacle thrown at them.

Originally posted by otterbender

The. Freaking. End :)

Master List of Soulmate AUs

Edit: Updated 13/Aug/2017

[ALL THE LINKS HERE] <- Easier reblogging

I’ve been posting Soulmate AU Lists. Since I’ll get tired of linking every list individually on each and every post I make, and because it’s pretty disorganized, I decided to compile them all into one big list. So that means this post will constantly be edited and whatnot. (Yet somehow it’s still disorganized.)

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [More TBA]
(Full list below, these are just the posts the lists are from) 

—–START OF LIST—–

–Something Written/Drawn–

-Each others’ names on their wrist/palm/etc

-Names on both wrist, one soulmate other enemy, can’t tell which one is which

-Each other’s initials on their wrist/palm/etc

-Each others’ first words to one another

-Each others’ last words (to one another)

-Same marking on each other’s skin

- Each soulmate has one half of a quote that is important to their relationship.

-A timer for when they shall first meet

-A timer for when the other dies

-Timer counting up and stops when you’ll meet your soulmate

-Timer starts counting the moment you meet your soulmate

-Writing that says how old your soulmate will be when you meet

- Everyone is born with a unique number only they and their soulmates have. 

-Writing that says what your soulmate is most passionate about

-Your soulmate’s feelings about you is written on your body

-Your soulmates first impression/thoughts about you is written on your body

-Written on your palm is what your soulmate is thinking

- Each year imprinted on your arm, whispered in a dream, sent in a mail or whatever, is a hint to who/where is your soulmate. 

- Each day on your arm is a particular event your soulmate will face today. (Examples: Promotion, family death, new pet, meeting soulmate…)

-Every night you receive a message about a random sentence your soulmate has said that day. 

-You have a watch that says the timezone your soulmate is in

-The first drawing you see from your soulmate is tattoo-ed on your skin

-Meter of how dangerous your soulmate is

-Meter of how in danger your soulmate is

- A touch from your soulmate will leave an imprint there (like a different coloured area on your skin, or a symbol, or name)

- Ink marks (similar to tattoos) are on your body. When your soulmate is in the vicinity, it’ll slowly move, as if reaching out. When you two touch, the tattoos will connect with each other.

-Counter (maybe on your palm) that depicts how many times you pass your soulmate

-Timer of how much time you spent with your soulmate

-Timer of how much time you don’t spend with your soulmate (maybe only in effect after you meet them)

-You only get the first letter of your soulmate’s name

- The first (or last) words your soulmate speaks every day is written on your arm.

- The first sentence you say to your soulmate is written on yourself (after you say it, maybe).  

- The most important thing your soulmate says to you is written on you.

- The most important thing your soulmate says (to you?) that day will be written on you.

- The most frequent thing your soulmate says to you is written on you.

- There’s a symbol (or written words) of what weather your soulmate is experiencing right now (or going to experience later in the day).

–Changed Vision–

-See colour for the first time when you meet, fades away when they die

-Will only see shades of your soulmate’s eye colour until you meet

-Can only see colour to places your soulmate’s been/touched

- Human beings themselves and everything they touch is monochrome, until they meet their soulmate. Then everything they touch is in colour (except for human beings who aren’t your soulmate).

-Everyone is technically “blind”. You can only see what your soulmate sees (until you meet them maybe)

–Different Abilities–

-See/hear/speak/etc for the first time when you meet 

-Being next to soulmate heals injuries

- You stop aging at a certain age, until you meet your soulmate and grow old together.

- Everyone has super powers, but when soulmates are together their powers are nullified by each other.

- Everyone has weak powers, but when soulmates are together their powers are amplified

-Have the same super power

-Soulmates have opposite powers from each other (fire and water, invisibility and high noticeability, etc)

- Teleport to each others side

- Everyone has the ability to manipulate the force of wind to an extent. The wind blows in the direction of where their soulmate is. (Maybe the wind is stronger depending on your bond)

- Everyone has powers, and when you meet your soul mate you swap powers. (Probably have to hang out with them to get pointers on your new powers)

- You can cast one portal anywhere and so does your soulmate. Your portal leads to your soulmate’s portal and vice versa.

–Sharing–

-Get the same emotions as your soulmate does (They’re sad, you’re suddenly sad) 

- Get the same injuries as your soulmate does

-When you get sick, so does your soulmate

-Soulmates share the same handwriting

-Soulmates share the same fingerprints

-You share your knowledge with your soulmate

-You share your temperature with your soulmate

- Songs sung by your soulmate is stuck in your head.

- Whatever music that is stuck in your soulmate’s head is stuck in yours too.

-There’s a radio in everyone’s heads that they share with their soulmates, the two(?) of you can change the tunes

-Unique song imprinted in your mind that only you and your soulmate knows

-Have the same tics at the same time (verbal tics, drumming fingers, humming, etc)

-Cellphones between soulmates are in the same condition (cracked screens are in the same places)

-If you’re having a good/bad day, your soulmate will have the same amount of good/bad day. (Or alternatively, the opposite)

- There’s a small screen only visible to you that allows you to see what your soulmate is seeing (think kind of like those video games with splits screens)

- Soulmates share the same afterlife   

-Have the same heart beat

-Heartbeat morse code for soulmates name

-Soulmate’s heart beat on your wrist

-Everyone has life points/years left in their life, and people can give their soulmates their own life points/years if they’re lacking

-Whenever you lose an item (like a sock), it ends up in your soulmates’ possession somehow

-Everyone has a different sky that is shared with their soulmate (except clouds/sun/moon stay in the same position for everybody, so weather is not affected). Everyone has the ability to draw on the sky, making splash of colours or little notes for only them and their soulmate to see.

- Everyone receives a special accessory (hat, watch, necklace, bracelet, etc) that is exactly alike with their soulmate. Many people, when they meet their soulmate, like to swap theirs with the other.

- Taste the things your soulmate is eating/drinking.

- You share talents with your soulmate.

- Everything you record is sent to your soulmate.

- Everybody has some type of tablet thing that’s a shared space you and your soulmate can draw on.

- Wake up and sleep at the same time.

–Communication–

- Telepathic link with your soulmate.

-Write something on your own skin, appears on the other’s skin as well

-Meet soulmate in dreams every night (with the ability to interact)

-Can meet soulmate any time in a shared mind space

-Before you die, you get to send one last message to your soulmate

-You can send one item to your soulmate every year (or whenever)

-You have this limited stack of sticky notes. Write whatever you want on it, and that note would magically appear somewhere in your soulmate’s line of sight during that day. 

- Soulmates can communicate with each other in a language only they understand.

–Changed Physical Features–

-Your eyes are your soulmate’s hair colour, changes when they dye it

-Everyone has heterochromia, one eye is your natural colour the other is your soulmate’s natural colour. Once you meet all eyes return to natural colour. 

-Your hair colour is your soulmate’s sexuality flag (remember that there can be platonic soulmates, and that sometimes you can be soulmates with someone but they’re not soulmates with you)

- Once you meet your soulmate, you grow wings like an angel. You gain one new feather each time something special happens between you two. When your soulmate dies, you lose all your feathers and can no longer fly.

–Restrictions–

- It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate.

- Under a curse until you meet your soulmate 

- They have to say each other’s name to figure out they’re soulmates.

- Only your soulmate can kill you.

-The only voice in the world you can/can’t hear is your soulmate’s

-If you don’t find your soulmate by your #th birthday, you die

-Everyone wears a mask. You get to finally take it off when you meet the one with your identical mask, your soulmate.

-You’re stuck in a room filled with clones (with maybe slight differences) of your soulmate. You need to kill all except your soulmate or else you won’t get out/be together.

- On top of everybody’s head is the name of their soulmate. You can’t see your own. If you tell somebody their soulmate’s name, something unfortunate/death will happen to them/yourself/a soulmate.

-Your soulmate is invisible to you until you figure out a certain trigger.

- If anyone except for your soulmate says your name, you die

- Opposite of the above, if your soulmate says your name you die

-The only words you can say is your soulmates name until you meet them.

-You can’t harm your soulmate

-You can only harm your soulmate

-You have a limited number of words, and you can only recharge when you’re with your soulmate (when you use up your word count, you die)

–Experiences/Actions–

- When you meet your soulmate, time stops for a month for everyone besides you two.

-For a month, you and your soulmates have to go through different soulmate AUs each day (ooh you can use my lists for ideas *cough cough*)

-Each year at a certain age, soulmates are paired together into some sort of battle royal thing, best OTP wins

-At the corner of your eye, you can see a blurry vision of whatever your soulmate is doing (like sitting down drinking coffee in your living room, even though they’re doing this in another area)

-Soulmates can switch lives whenever they feel like it

-When you meet your soulmate for the first time, you get a flashback/relive their entire lives

-Similar to above, except you get glimpses of their future

-Before you die, you flash through your soulmate’s entire life (what they were doing before they met you, if they’ve ever lied to you, etc

-Hidden in dreams, but never interacting, is your soulmate

-A certain time frame began to loop, and the only way for it to stop is to find your soulmate

- You will keep looping your life until you meet your soulmate.

- Legend says that if you fold 1000 paper (Cranes? Planes? Rabbits? Anything really) You can meet your soulmate.

- Everyday, you have the chance to spin a wheel that will determine an event your soul mate will face. (Some people may avoid it for bad luck, others may spin it for the slim chance of your soulmate getting a cure for their illness or something)

-There’s this special video game where your partner is your soulmate. You only get to meet if the two of you finish the game.

-At the age of sixteen, everyone goes into another world for two years, hanging out with their soulmate. Time is warped to make sure the two of you are sixteen in this world. When the two years are up, you’re sent back into the real world, with fractured memories of what happened. These foggy memories make it hard to find them again. (Numbers can be changed.) 

- The first time you touch your soulmate, you’re forced to relive their best day and/or worst day of their lives (past or future).

- Human beings die on their 25th birthday (or any number). To prevent this, they have to meet their soulmate. But only one of them can survive.

- If you haven’t met your soulmate but have been in the same vicinity of each other (like passing each other on a street or in the same building), that day will keep repeating until you find each other.

- Once you meet your soulmate you’re literally stuck to each other for the rest of the day.

–Compasses–

- A red string tied around your pinky is connected to your soulmate’s pinky (when the two of you are in a certain distance)

- You can only see the string of fate when you close your eyes.

-Temperature gets hotter the nearer they are, colder when they are further away

-Each person has a spirit animal that can lead you to your soulmate

-If you send off a paper airplane, it shall reach (or move in the direction of) your soulmate.

- Counter of how many footsteps away you are from your soulmate

- Your soulmate leaves coloured footprints only visible to you

- Throwing something you love on the full moon will land on your soul mate

-You can feel a tug from wherever your soulmate is. These may either be automatic, or have stronger tugs whenever your soulmate is in distress.

- Each soulmate pair has a constellation, and the constellation that you perceive to be the brightest is pointing towards where your soulmate is.

–Hints–

-You get a photograph of your soulmate and vice versa, somehow (Could be yearly, could be at a certain age, could be a photo of when you first met, etc)

-The voice in your head (example: your conscious) is your soulmate’s voice (by that I meant that they have the same voice, not that’s it’s your soulmate’s personality in your head– y’know, take it as you will)

- Every year, you receive a puzzle piece. The whole picture is your soulmate’s name/appearance/location/etc.

-Mysterious letter detailing to one person when they’ll meet, and another letter detailing where they’ll meet to their soulmate, but not both (Person A gets when they’ll meet, Person B gets where they’ll meet)

-Letter about details of how the meeting between soulmates go (example: “you get pushed into a lake by a guy in a duck suit and your soulmate helps you”, etc)

-Bubbles gives you a blurry glimpse into your soulmate’s world (visions of possessions, friends, family, laughter, crying, etc)

- Everyone holds a locket with their soulmate’s picture, but it can only open when certain conditions are met

- Instead of removing flower petals for “loves me, loves me not” the flower petals dictate whether you’ll meet in this lifetime (“meet me, meet me not”) and it’s forever accurate.

- Everyone has memories of their soulmate in their past life.

- Everyone receives a picture of their soulmate (at a certain age) taken the year they met. 

- There’s a point system in life. You can purchase clues as to who your soulmate is for 50 (or any number) points.

- You get to meet the parents of your children’s soulmates.

- You dream of the place of where you’ll meet your soulmate.

- The first picture you and your soulmate are in will be sent to you on a birthday (which can be tricky if it was, for example, a class photo. Or a newspaper picture of a crowd).

–Your Soulmate–

-If you and your soulmate possess the same item, it’ll glow

-Everyone has a special pen/marker/drawing utensil. Using it, the lines are thicker when their soulmates feel strong emotions, thinner when they’re feeling weak, run out of ink when they die, etc.

-There’s this special block of clay that represents your soulmate. It has a special colour and changes forms depending on how your soulmate is feeling.

- There’s an object that changes colour depending on what mood your soulmate is in

-Reflecting in the mirrors is the appearance of your soulmate

-Plant that represents the soulmate

-Receive piece of cloth with soulmate’s scent

-You get a notification whenever your soulmate is asleep or awake (like a real life friends list)

-Everyone gets a list of their soulmate’ worst qualities

-Everyone is born knowing their soulmate’s (future) biggest secret

-List detailing the differences between you and your soulmate

- You can sense when your soulmate is in distress

-Whenever you have a question, your soul mate has the answer.

-Once you’re an adult, you get kicked out of the house until you find your soulmate.

-Everyone gets little books of what people think about their soulmate (but never said out loud)

- Everyone has a device to check if the other person is their soulmate (like a light that’s red when it’s not and green when it is). It gets brighter when they’re full of life, dimmer when they get sick, and out of batteries when they’re dead.

- Literal sparks fly when you’re near your soulmate, soothing for the two of you but static shock for others.

- Your level of talent at a hobby is determined by how close you are with your soulmate.

- The outline of your shadow is your soulmate.

- You meet your soulmate the day after the worst event of your life.

- Everyone somehow owns a creature who possesses the same (general) personality as your soulmate.

—–END OF LIST—–

Okay yeah my organization skills kinda stink, but I did my best. And hey, categories! You can ask me for more of a specific category if you’d like and if I can, I’ll think up some more for that specific category. (I also know that some AUs fit in multiple categories but blergh…)

Enjoy! You can use any of these without permission, half of these aren’t mine anyway (but if you do tell me you’ll use one I’ll be giddy that you read this and it’ll make my day, I swear). Happy writing! :D

No Happy Endings | Wonho [M]

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Warnings: Strong language and implications of sex.

word count: 3,718

“Hey, what ya’ reading today?” The librarian asks with a smile.

Part 1: The Thing About Keeping Schedules

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what always gets to me is how isak asks even in that locker room if he’s sad about taking a break with sonja? he looks so ready to hear bad news there, and he’s bracing himself for rejection. of course there’s no way that this gorgeous boy would choose him over his pretty girlfriend. of course even had kissed him on a whim. of course he’d avoided isak at first because he didn’t want to let him down. but even literally broke into someone’s house to give them an epic movie kiss, and they stayed in bed for an entire day just cuddling and kissing. even listened to him like every single one of isak’s words mattered, even his awkward pauses. even let him see his deepest fears, handed over a piece of himself isak could use as a weapon if he wanted. he’d ignored a call from his girlfriend so they could stay in their bubble a little longer, so they could continue being vulnerable and brave together. and after all that, isak still can’t believe that even meant any of it, still can’t believe that even felt the same things he did that weekend. even was ready to give isak the world in that locker room, and isak still thought of himself as a mistake.

a few things to think about in regards to jason’s eyes matching the sky

hazel dragging jason outside so she can see his eyes turn a bubblegum pink

the seven sitting in a semicircle around a bonfire and taking bets on what color jason’s eyes will be tonight. annabeth always wins 

jason on his way to percy’s place on the subway and a little girl sitting next to him asks him why his eyes look the same as the sky. he wants to tell her its a reflection (to stay on the safe side) but he ends up telling her its magic

on a particular bad day (thanks to zeus) the sky has been a swirl of storm clouds and thunder, but near the end of the day he lets up and the only reminder of the bad day is jason’s stormy eyes. a good ending to a bad day

piper commenting on how his eyes could give van gogh a run for his money

according to leo, the only good thing about visiting percy in the winter is getting to see jason’s signature blushy pink eyes 

(percy’s eyes)

A-Z NSFW: Hoshi

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A = Aftercare 

Hoshi’s extremely affectionate in your relationship, and in sex, and of course that means he goes insanely overboard with aftercare. Even though sex is pretty tamed, there’s not exactly a way for you to even get hurt, he’s still determined to make you stay still while he runs and grabs a rag to wipe you down with, and manages to make you drink water #StayHydratedKids and smother you in kisses and cuddling you, and basically writing poetry with how much love he preaches once you’re relaxing in bed again.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

After he’s figured it out, his fingers have easily become Hoshi’s favorite. Just brushing them over your skin is enough to draw a shiver from you, having your body so responsive to just his fingers just gives Hoshi a blast or dominance and his ego flies sky high. You, however, he really loves your legs. He’s touching them constantly, and the soft skin is his choice place to grab and pull to him when he’s giving you that good dick all night long. why am i like this idk Seeing his finger makes all over your leg, is almost enough to make him bust right there.

C = Cum 

Not gonna lie, he’s messy as hell. Try as he might, he always ends up making a mess. Condoms are a main default just because no one wants to do laundry constantly because of his no-aim having ass jizzing all over the bed. 

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

Lowkey he likes the idea of you in costume, role playing etc. One he really likes, is a bit of kitten play, but how in the hell does someone bring that up? ‘hey babe, put these cat ears on and meow while i pound you with my wiener’ literally not happening. He’s keeping that to himself, until he figures out how to subtly bring it up. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Boy’s hips certainly know what they’re up to…..He for certain knows what he’s doing, he’s pretty good with his hips, but his finger and tongue skills had to be tuned and corrected a bit in the process, but that was an easy fix. 


F = Favorite position

Hoshi’s more traditional, he likes a bit of the basics. No acrobat training is needed, you aren’t gonna pull a muscle or anything. Missionary is how it starts, but always switches into a number of others by the time sex is over. By the time he’s done, he’s already had you on your back, on your knees and thrusting into you from behind, letting you ride him, he’s not a picky man, he loves it all.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Hoshi’s more serious, but not in a weird intense kind of way, more of he’s determined to make you feel his love for you, that he’s so focused there’s no room for clowning around. He does instantly turn into a fluff ball afterwards though. 

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
He’s got a nice little happy trail and tree, I don’t see him being bare, but he trims pretty well, keeps things nice and neat. 


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Hoshi’s pretty affectionate with you in general, and it stays the same way during sex. The atmosphere is pretty thick with feeling, but not so much lust or and intense feeling, you can just feel the love flowing from him. Deep kisses and eye contact are constants, and pants of ‘i love you’ are spewing from his lips the entire time.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

He’s not shy with getting intimate with himself, he’s pretty slow with himself too. Normally he’s locked away in the bathroom after the kids have gone to bed, so he’s all alone without a worry. Few times he’s called you, got off to your voice or actually pulled you into phone sex, and a handful of times he may have just looked at your selfies…oops?

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Hoshi’s a man of few kinks, but the few he has rule his existence. Nothing too wild, really. He’s not overbearingly dominant, but he is in control 90% of the time, he likes having you beneath him, squirming for him. Grinding is a very big one, he’s one that can get off happily to just dry humping you into next week. He’s got quite an obsession with marking your tummy and hips; a place no one is going to see besides him, and knowing you’re covered in his marks when no one else does, starts a fire inside him. 


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

I swear to god why do I even do this letter? They’re all in their beds lmao. Anyways, aside from the obvious, he’s pretty fond of the bath. Not shower sex, ain’t no one slipping and busting a nut when you’re with Hoshi, no no no. Bath

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

A slow grind is enough to set a bomb off in his pants. You crawling on his lap, such a typical thing for you two that he doesn’t think twice about it, until your hips start moving across his crotch. Grinding is one of his favorite stimulations and foreplay, it’s a foolproof way to turn Hoshi on.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Just for the hell of it, more so a birthday gift for you, to let you do what you want, he allowed himself to be handcuff. Didn’t like it one bit, Hoshi let you have your fun that one time, but he really hated the lack of movement and ability to touch you freely. That’s kind of the point of handcuffs…but he really doesn’t like it. Anything restricting, he’s not here for. At all.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Oral is a particular favorite of his, both ways. Hoshi is pretty keen on 69, both of you getting pleasure at the same time. His tongue is his weapon of choice, whether is be his singing ability killing your soul or his tongue attacking your pussy, he’s got you weak in the knees.


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sex with Hoshi is pretty intense in an emotional way, he’s big on affectionate being shown during sex, his pace is normal, not fast but not slow by any means, and rather sensual and emotions pour out from his pace. 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He’s okay with quickies, they’re not his favorite, but sometimes all he can squeeze in is a quick one, and you two have to learn to live with it. Hoshi’s pretty good at making sure you’re both satisfied under a time limit, so that’s not an issue. But he’d rather be spread out in bed with you for hours instead. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Hoshi’s pretty vanilla in my mind, he’s not much for kink stuff or anything, so what he’s interested in trying is usually limited to positions. He’s not the most adventurous guy with things like locations, and toys, etc, but positions he does like to try new things.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Hoshi isn’t much a jackrabbit kind of guy, he’s a one tap man. He’s pretty average in time length as well, just under 10 minutes usually, one round is all he can manage without a break.


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Again, he’s more on the vanilla side, toys don’t join in in the bedroom much, he doesn’t much stuff. Vibrators are the only thing he really touches on, he likes how reactive your body gets to the buzzing, amuses him to an extent, he toys with them some times, just not often.


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Hoshi’s pretty merciful for you, he’s not one to make you beg for it, so he doesn’t tease much. But he does tease. A little bit, but he does. Orals usually his choice of teasing, he really likes watching you squirm for him, and what better than to have to all worked up over just his tongue?


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Ah, sweet voalists, can you imagine a vocalist being quiet in bed, honestly? He’s not incredibly loud,but Hoshi is pretty vocal. He’s a talker, letting curses slip from his mouth like to tomorrow, groaning over how you feel, panting for you to switch positions, etc. He’s not going to be heard outside the room, but you definitely will hear him.


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Since sex is generally more mild, as a treat, for his birthday, you two let a little lose and tried out a few things for the hell of it. The experimental day is the reason he found he kind of likes the vibrators. Seeing you twitch and squirm in response to the new stimulation for the first time, really set something off in him.


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Hoshi’s a tiny bit under the average, pushing about 4.5″ but he’s got a bit more girth than typical, more thick than length wise. Definitely something that’s more than capable of getting the job done right but it’s not gonna cripple you, count your blessings.


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Hoshi’s pretty normal, his sex drive is on a leash, it’s pretty contained. He’s not going to jump your bones 24/7 like some members, sex isn’t insanely frequent. 2-3 times a week a maximum, he’s not much of a horny toad. You may just survive him, thankfully. 

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Sex with Hoshi is affectionate, slow and loving, it’s not overly exhausting. He’s not worn out after sex, barely out of breath, so he doesn’t need to have a break. He’s more than capable to just get up and carry on with the day but he’s extremely fond of cuddling after sex. Hoshi doesn’t sleep easy, but he’s not leaving the bed either way.

sleepy even demands cuddles at all times. he pulls isak down onto the bed with a “baby, come here,” in a quiet, drawn out voice, and he doesnt pull hard at all because he doesnt have the strength in his sleep fogged body, but isak falls onto the bed with him anyway, wriggling his arms around even and pressing his nose into evens hair.

sleepy even demands that isak face him across the pillow so that if he does fall asleep, the first thing he’ll see when he wakes up is isak. isak grumbles about this and tells even he’s ridiculous, the most ridiculous person isak has ever met, but when he sees the telltale flutter of evens eyes shutting, he knows he isnt moving until they open again.

sleepy even lets slip some things that he would absolutely say at other times, but when they come out with that tired voice and that little smile at isak accross the pillow it just makes it so much better. things like “you’re my favourite” and “i’m glad i got to stay with you forever”

sleepy even loves isak, the same way he always does. and isak, of course, loves him right back.

Kang Daniel | FlowerShop!AU

prompt: while shopping for flowers to give to your favorite professor as a going away present, you see the most unlikely character preparing the bouquet.

note: this is the flowershop!au that no one asked for, but take it anyway! also, i love researching flower meanings but i’m not too sure about the seasons in which they grow, etc. so please excuse any inaccuracies!

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First Love (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Genre: Smut, kinda fluffy

A/N: So…I think this is the last one of the short story series for Namjoon. I need to redo Jin’s and then do Jungkook and V. After that I hope you do a series, of what?…I don’t know yet. (I’m thinking at the moment.) Oh, sweet Namjoon.

P.S.: I’m going to miss sexy CEO Namjoon (cries)

Read the Previous Ones: First Class / First Day


I writhed as the vibrator was pushed against my pussy and switched on. My eyes closed involuntarily at the sensation as Namjoon moved it in slow circles. My soft moans joined the other only sound in the room, the vibrations of the dildo. My boss looked at me with nothing but adoration in his eyes as his gaze caressed my mocha skin. His brown eyes were so warm, “You like that, princess?” he asked, his voice dripping smooth like honey. “It feels good, sir.” He took my hands away from where they were gripping the bed sheets and wrapped my fingers around the vibrator, replacing his own. “Take over and go slowly. Enjoy yourself,” he instructed. I tried to mimic what he had been doing and negotiated the toy in slow circles so it touched every side of my walls.

The sensation was amazing, but much better when Namjoon did it. He was a very skilled master and I was merely an apprentice. We both enjoyed these training sessions immensely. “Remember to touch yourself, too. I love watching you touch yourself, Y/N.” One hand left the vibrator so it could move to my clit. I toyed with the bud, only a little self-conscious about what I was doing. Just a few weeks ago I couldn’t imagine doing this in front of anyone else. But when my billionaire boss told me to do something, I found it extremely difficult refusing him. I knew he liked watching me while I masturbated and I liked pleasing him. Plus, I had fun too. It was a win-win situation.

My back arched as I increased the intensity. I was heading firmly toward a nice orgasm and couldn’t wait to get there now. This was my first time using a vibrator and I’m sure it wouldn’t be the last. “Come for me, princess. Get yourself off for me.” The orgasm erupted down below. I immediately stopped what I was doing and let the rush of pleasure wash through me. Namjoon quickly intervened, pressing the dildo further into me and increasing the pressure. He fucked me with it, pushing the toy in and out of me until my body was nothing but nerve endings all crackling like lightning. “Namjoon,” I screamed repeatedly.

My body bucked and arced with the sensations it could not contain. My fingers once against gripped the sheets as I rode out the joy as it sung through me. His free hand covered my clit, flicking my tight bud to increase my ecstasy. He moved with the skill of a professional, completely trained in the art of pleasure. He finally decreased the pressure and let me come down from the high. I was gasping for breath and my heart rate was dangerously hastened. I couldn’t have done a better workout at the gym. I sat up against the oversized pillows.

There was a considerable bulge in Namjoon’s pants, one I would have liked to take care of. While I was completely naked, he was still fully dressed in his black suit and tie. “You are so fucking gorgeous,” he said, using his commanding tone. I loved it when he didn’t try to reign himself in, just said whatever was on his mind. Nobody else got to see him like this except me. I leaned on my elbows as I sat up higher, my head still giddy. “That was amazing. I never knew toys could be so much fun.”

“It’s only the beginning, baby girl. There are a lot more where this came from.” He stood from the bed and adjusted his tie. “I have a meeting to get to.” I shuffled over to the edge and cupped his cock over his pants. “Can’t I look after you now? It’s only fair.” He shook his head. “I’d love to, princess…but I have people waiting for me. And I’m already late, I’ll see you later.” I fell back on the bed and watched him leave. That ass was exquisite in pants but extraordinary naked. I pouted while he took one last appreciative look at me. He should have stayed so we could play all day. He was the CEO, certainly he could do what he liked? He could certainly do whatever he liked with me, since I was the Director of Office Satisfaction.

What I didn’t realize when I had signed up for the job was that the bedroom would be my office and it was his satisfaction I was the director of. It was the best job in the world. I lazed in bed and flicked on the television. I had at least a few hours to kill before Namjoon would be out of his meeting. After that, he could give me another instruction or I would be left alone for even longer. Eventually I took a shower and cleaned up. I washed the vibrator, hoping that was how it was supposed to be cleaned. Namjoon had a whole staff of cleaners but I don’t think cleaning our sex toys were in their job description.

I threw on some silky cream lingerie and returned to the bedroom. Just as I was about to pick up a book, my cell phone rang. It was Namjoon, “I’m watching you right now.” There was a camera in the bedroom, one that only he could access. I sat up and spread my legs, posing for him. “Do you like what you see?”

“That lace looks exquisite on you.”

“You could come up and take it off me.” Namjoon laughed and it sent a jolt of happiness into my belly. “Gladly, baby girl. If only I had the time. Pop your breast out.” Disappointment was quickly replaced with excitement as I pulled my breast out of the cups. “Squeeze them.” I started kneading my breast at the same time. My fingers tweaked my nipples, making the jolt of happiness spread into a fire pit, deep in my core. “Good, princess. Leave them out and start touching your pussy for me.” My hands slid down my stomach and delved into my lace panties. I made sure to face the camera so he had the best view in the room. My fingers slid into my pussy lips, moving back and forth. I was hot again in no time, ready for release and wishing Namjoon was there to take care of the act himself.

Surely if he had time to watch, he had time to fuck. “God,” he breathed the words into the phone. He was enjoying the show, the thought made me even hornier. “Turn around and get on your hands and knees. I want to see that magnificent ass of yours.” I did as I was told and positioned my ass in front of the camera. I wiggled it, smacking it a few times. Namjoon loved my curves, he could spend hours memorizing every part of me. He probably knew my backside better than I did. I loved it when he ran his tan hands over my mocha skin. He revered the difference in color as much as I did. “Pick up the dildo and put it inside you,” Namjoon ordered.

I stayed in the same position as I was with my ass in the air while I reached for the vibrator. I pulled aside my panties and worked it into my pussy. I was dripping wet, proof of how much he could seduce me with only his words. “Princess, I want to see you filled.” My legs had to spread a little further so I could get the thing right in my pussy. The toy wasn’t as big as Namjoon’s cock but it was still a considerably nice size. “That’s right. Move it about. I want that thing moving in and out of you like a piston.” He paused while I gave him a good show, making sure to moan with the ecstasy.

“Don’t slow down. Do I need to remind you about punishment options?”

“No, sir.” Punishment was fun. If he thought threatening me with a spanking was supposed to intimidate me, he was completely wrong. I longed for another spanking, anything to get him back in the room and closer to my body. “Good, good,” he cooed. The vibrator was doing a really good job of getting me pumped up. Between the toy and Namjoon’s commands, it was all I could do not to cry out like a cat in heat. All I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck. “Stand up,” Namjoon said suddenly. “I don’t think I can, sir.”

“I said stand up, Y/N.” There was no arguing with that tone of voice. I slowly stood up. The feeling of having a full pussy was delicious. I hoped Namjoon’s next order would be to finish myself off. “Put on a coat and come down to my office.”

“Like this?”

“Exactly like that, Y/N. Hurry up or I’m going to be very angry.” I clamored to get off the bed and out of view of the camera. I checked on the vibrator and pushed it in further, pulling my panties back in place underneath it. The dildo would probably stay in place as long as my legs were together. It wouldn’t just fall out along the way. I quickly found a coat and slid it on over my lingerie before heading toward the elevator. It was a little uncomfortable walking with the toy shoved so deep in my pussy. It made my core ache with need. Stepping out on Namjoon’s floor, I thought for sure every person I passed knew what I had lodged between my legs and what I was about to do with the boss.

It was probably paranoia but it also added to my level of arousal. I was the one fucking the boss. I got to see him naked and satisfied. He gave me more pleasure than any man had in my life before. If they knew about our arrangement, then I didn’t care. I was proud of myself for being the one who bought him to his knees. I stopped at Namjoon’s assistant’s desk. Her perky blond haired self-smiled. “You can go right in, Mr. Kim is expecting you.”

“Thank you,” I replied, flashing her a big grin. I didn’t bother knocking, just barged right into his office. My legs were about two seconds away from giving out on me. Thank goodness he hadn’t told me to turn on the vibrator, I wouldn’t have made it out of the elevator. The security guys would have loved watching that footage. Namjoon’s head snapped up, his face relaxing into a grin when he saw me. “Take off your coat. Did you follow my order?”

“Yes, sir.” I slid the coat off and slung it over the back of the lounge suite. My cream lingerie hugged my curves, contrasting beautifully with my dark skin. He stood and his erection was obvious. “Come here and show me.” I sidled over to behind his desk and spread my legs for inspection. Namjoon reached down and fondled my pussy until he encountered the plastic of the dildo. He moved it around, making me gasp from the pleasure. “Good work,” he said. “Now get down on your knees. I want to see those lips around my cock.” He snapped the elastic of my panties as he let go of me. It was almost as good as being spanked.

I crawled down to my knees and undid his pants. Pulling his trousers and then his boxers down to his knees, his glorious cock sprung free from its prison. I gripped it with both hands before placing the head in my mouth. He was already wet with pre-cum. I swirled the salty liquid around with my tongue, getting him nice and lubricated before having my way with him. With one hand, I cupped his balls. My fingers fondled them, mixing hard tugs with soft caressing. He seemed to respond equally to both. With my other hand, I ringed the base of the cock and applied some pressure. He was growing even harder, his member hot and throbbing with desire and lust for me.

My mouth took him in further as my lips slid down his length. I pushed on through the gag reflex, determined to take all of him. Namjoon was impressively hung so it was no easy feat to deep throat him. His hand tangled in my hair as he guided my head back and forth. He was gentle at first but quickly fastened the pace as he fucked my face. His cock was pushed right down the back of my throat as I continued to squeeze his balls. Namjoon liked it rough and this was a perfect example of the way he enjoyed things. My lips were forced along his shaft as he grew bigger and came closer to his release. I looked up at him through my lashes, seeing the impressive man watching me while I took his most intimate part in my mouth. His strong legs shook as he came dangerously close to coming in my mouth.

The vibrator buried in me was doing everything it could to make me equally as close to the brink. My clit just need a little flick and it would all be over. We could come together. He pulled out of me, holding my head back from his cock by my hair. My saliva made his cock shiny and wet as it pointed upwards. “When I come, I want to be inside you. Stand up, Y/N.” He let go of my hair so I could stand before him. He radiated power, despite his cock bobbing in the space between us. I desperately wanted to be holding it again, thrusting it inside me where the toy was currently occupying. “Bend over the desk.” His granite desk was cold but it was a relief for my heated skin.

Namjoon guided my legs so they were further apart before ripping off my panties. The delicate lace was no match for him. “You’re soaking. Do I turn you on, princess? Did I make you wet?”

“Yes, sir.” I whimpered as he slapped my bottom as the smack echoed in the quiet office. For the first time since I’d walked in, I noticed the windows. They were floor to ceiling with no coverings. “Can people see in?” I asked nervously. Having Namjoon watch me was one thing, but strangers? It was a whole other ball game, one I wasn’t sure was good or not. “Do you want people to watch, princess? Is that what turns you on?”

“I… I don’t know.” He smacked me again, the sharp sting making my pussy contract with anticipation. “Don’t know, what? Remember who you are speaking with, Y/N.”

“Sir. I don’t know, sir.” He smoothed the stinging area, caressing my skin gently before kissing the spot. The contrast of his soft lips from his hard palm was about to send me skittering over the edge. “They can’t see in,” he finally said. “It’s a one-way window. Are you disappointed?” I was surprised to find that I was. The thought of people watching Namjoon take command and do whatever he wanted to my body was exhilarating. I’d never been a voyeur before. “A little, sir.”

“You’re a dirty little slut, princess” he whispered in my ear. His breath sent a shiver down my spine. “You deserve to be fucked hard.” He pulled out my vibrator with one swift, unexpected move. I gasped at the sudden loss as the air conditioning hit my wetness. My whole body was covered in goosebumps. Namjoon rubbed my back, letting his hands wander underneath my camisole and glide over my skin. His touch warmed me quickly, setting my skin on fire with desire in stark contrast to the cold air. His hands moved down and cupped my ass cheeks. He squeezed my butt with an appreciative growl. “I love your ass, Y/N.” I tried to wiggle it for him but he was holding me down too tightly. “I love your ass, sir.” He let out a breathy laugh. “I’m glad to please you.”

He pulled my cheeks apart, slipping his hand down to my anus. He rubbed it, causing a whole new sensation to pulsate in my being. I’d never done anal before and I never thought I would. But with Namjoon’s skills, I’m sure I’d let him. If he said the word, I’d give it a try. “You like that, princess?”

“It’s nice, sir,” He was teasing me because he knew I was so horny I needed to come. But he was making sure it was on his terms, not mine. He was such a control freak and I loved it. His hands suddenly left me as I heard him move behind me. I couldn’t see what he was doing until he stepped around his desk and I could crane my neck upwards. Namjoon was holding his black tie between his hands, testing its tautness. “You look so hot spread over my desk, princess. I think I’m going to savor this. Hold your hands above your head.” My boobs pressed against the desk as I shifted to follow his order. My arms reached up and over the end of the table.

Namjoon pulled them together before binding my wrists with his tie. I couldn’t move. But I trusted Namjoon with whatever he planned so it didn’t concern me in the slightest. In fact, it had the opposite effect and sent a new round of fluttering in my stomach. I knew Namjoon would only deliver the utmost of pleasure to me. “Do you trust me?” He asked. “Of course I do, sir.”

“I’m going to blindfold you, too.” There was no question in his words, only a statement. I could use my safe word if I objected but why would I? If Namjoon wanted it this way, then I would let him do it. He wasn’t going to hurt me or do anything that wouldn’t bring us mutual pleasure. He pulled another tie from his drawer and then secured it around my head, covering my eyes. Everything went a shade of black as the lights went out for me. I couldn’t see a thing. His footsteps padded on the tiled floor as he returned to stand behind me. I wished I could see him so I could look into his eyes and try to decipher his plans. But that’s not what he wanted so I remained splayed across his desk. The same desk where he ruled his empire, he ruled my body. Fire blazed across my skin as he rubbed my ass cheeks. He reached lower and pushed my legs wider again. He had plenty of access to my pussy now, more than sufficient for anything he chose to do. He leaned over me, his body pressed against mine and enveloping me.

His mouth was right beside my ear as he whispered. “Do you want me to fuck you, Y/N?”

“Yes, please, sir,” I panted the reply. I could barely breath while I waited for the delicious sensations he was about to give me. His cock rested on my ass, cradled between my cheeks. I couldn’t wait to have it inside me. I’d waited all day for it. “Do you like being tied up, sexy?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I like seeing you bound and bent over for me. You’re all mine. Such a beautiful woman and you’re all mine.” Namjoon’s strong hands rubbed my back as he stood again, satisfied he had sufficiently turned me into a puddle of jelly. He moved so his cock rubbed along my clit. I almost cried out with how good it felt. All the nerves were extra sensitive, desperate to be touched and fondled by the man teasing me. Not being able to see anything made every touch even more titillating. Without my sense of sight, all my other senses were heightened. I could hear him breathing, feel everything against my skin, smell his sexy cologne, and taste the traces of his salty cock that were still on my lips.

I stuck out my ass, giving him greater room to move under me. He was enjoying rubbing himself against me, increasing his pace and making my clit throb with burning desire. Finally, finally his cock went inside. My pussy greedily swallowed him up, taking all of him until he was buried deep within my walls. Namjoon let out a breath like it was a relief to finally be where he belonged. He gripped my hips, one on each side, and held them firmly while he started thrusting. He took slow, measured strides as he pulled out of me and then slammed back in again. He was a thousand times better than any sex toy could be. “Princess, you’re so wet and tight. You feel amazing.” I was too busy biting my lip so I wouldn’t scream and moan with the lightning shooting through me.

My whole body was on fire and searing with lustful desire for the man behind me. I didn’t need to see him to know he was enjoying himself just as much as I was… it was in every move he made. He let go with one hand as he snaked it under me and between my legs. I shuddered when his fingers reached my clit and gave it a squeeze. He started stroking me, pressing hard and not relenting. I imagined his perky assistant on the other side of the door, all the other employees sitting at their desks just beyond the wall, the office workers in the surrounding buildings. They were all so close and yet completely oblivious to the wild sex we were having in the office. On the desk. Bound with the boss’s tie.

The image of me splayed across the granite with Namjoon standing rigid, slamming his cock in and out of me was too much to keep me together. The orgasm was fast and strong as my boss held me tight. The sensation of the cold desk, his thick cock, my blindfolded eyes, his fondling hands, my tied wrists, was too much. The pleasure tore through me like I was nothing more than a slip of paper. I squeezed my eyes tightly and bit on my lip as the fire took hold and reached right down to my curling toes. My arms couldn’t move as the rest of me shook and shuddered while trying to contain the extreme joy coursing through me. Namjoon gave a guttural moan as he came.

“Fuck, Y/N. You feel so fucking good.” I was too lost in my own reveling to respond but I knew exactly what he meant. Sex had never been this good before, my body didn’t know how to deal with so much pleasure. It could only let the feeling infiltrate every nerve, muscle, and vein. We soared together while riding out the heart-pounding orgasm. My breaths came in small, sharp bursts while the fire spread through all my limbs. Everything tingled but it was my pussy that was throbbing. My clit was completely ablaze as it was held tightly in place by Namjoon’s generous hand.

We remained in the altered state for a long time until all the aftershocks wore off. It seemed like they would never end and we would stay connected forever. I wouldn’t have complained. I was spent, completely and utterly exhausted from taking the hard pounding. Namjoon pulled out of me and I heard him adjusting his clothing as the fabric rustled. He zipped his pants up before the belt buckle clanked into place. His warm hands were back on me, pulling me up and helping me to stand. It was disorientating without being able to see anything or move my hands.

It was a new experience and I hoped it wouldn’t be the last time. Namjoon once told me he wanted to tie me up in every which way he could imagine. I hoped he would come good on his promise. He pulled the blindfold off me, gently untying it and smoothing my hair away from my face. I could finally look into his eyes and see the joy there. They were alive with happiness. “Did you like that, baby girl?” I couldn’t help the smile as it quirked my lips upwards. “It was amazing.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips, pulling me against him. My ears hadn’t been lying, he was completely dressed.

Meanwhile, I was standing there in nothing but a camisole. “You’re amazing,” he said, holding my head in both of his hands. Our skin may have been completely different colors but that didn’t mean we weren’t supposed to be together. We were a beautiful contrast. I wanted to hold him like he was holding me but it wasn’t possible with my bound wrists. Instead, I let Namjoon shower me with kisses as he trailed them across my neck and face. I soaked up every one of them. He pulled me closer and picked me up, carrying me over to the plush lounge suite like I was as light as a feather. We sank into the deep cushions as he cradled me on his lap.

“There’s something I want to ask you, Y/N,” he said seriously. I still had too many relaxing endorphins floating around me to stress about what his question could be. I nuzzled against him, closer to falling asleep than I should have been. I mumbled “hmmm” so he would know I was listening. “I know we agreed that this is a professional relationship but I want to renegotiate our terms,” he continued. My brain snapped to attention. He wanted to change what we had? Did I do something wrong? Was he bored with me already? I thought he was happy with my performance and dedication.

I’d done everything he’d asked of me. I know I was happy, I didn’t want anything to change. I sat upright to give him my full attention. “What do you want to renegotiate?”

“I don’t want this to be professional anymore.” I almost laughed because there was nothing really professional about our situation anyway. My breath hitched in my throat as I answered. “What do you want it to be then? If not professional…?” Namjoon’s gaze was intense as it skimmed over my skin, finally settling back on my eyes. He looked into my brown eyes like he could see right through me.

“I want you to be mine. Both in and out of the office. I want to take you to my social engagements, I want you to meet my family, and I want you to stay in my home. I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N.” My heart skipped several beats as it hammered against my ribcage. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. There were no reports of Namjoon ever having a girlfriend before. He had models he hung on his arms but never anything permanent or serious. He was choosing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. I needed to be sure. This heart wasn’t given away freely and I had to be careful who I allowed to steal it. Namjoon laughed, his whole body shaking with the effort. “Of course I’m sure. I’ve never wanted anything more than I’ve wanted this. I’ve known it since I saw you in the airport in Los Angles. Say yes, princess.”

I remembered that moment when our eyes had locked across the terminal. Something had drawn me to him, something inexplicable. He had obviously felt it too as we had been inseparable ever since. I cuddled against him. “Yes, I’d like that.” He pulled me closer and cradled my head in his hand. “Good. I can’t wait to show you everything in my world. It’s all yours now, too.” It was never about the money with Namjoon. At the airport and in the plane I had no idea who he was and just how much wealth he had.

It was always about the man and nothing else. I could only imagine what his world was like. No doubt it was very different from my upbringing back home. I wanted to know everything about him so I would enter his world and soak it all in. While holding me tightly, Namjoon used his free hand to undo my wrists. He snaked his silk tie from around my hands and threw it on the floor before rubbing the skin to get the circulation freely flowing again. It was such a gentle gesture that was in complete contrast to how hard we had just had sex. I got the feeling there were many layers of Namjoon and I couldn’t wait to peel them back until I knew every single one of them.

Adena’s face. Full of confusion. She probably thought she was imagining things because how in the world would Kat be there.

And Kat, she is suddenly so shy. She was focused and determined a second before, only one thing moving her: finding Adena. But now she did, she is back to being vulnerable again. It is the first time they see each other after Adena left, and even though they were planning on trying to make things work now the situations is all kinds of messed up and Kat doesn’t know if Adena wants her there or how she will react. So she just stays there, looking at Adena with the love and adoration she can no longer hide, but a little bit of caution, waiting to know how Adena will react to seeing her there.

But then Adena grabs Kat and with that small act, Kat knows they are on the same page. That Adena is happy to see her, so she relaxes again.

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Fandom: DC

Genres: mystery, platonic    Characters: Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth

Summary: Based on: “Imagine being an ex protege of Batman and becoming an antihero, working all over the world, doing both good and bad. You didn’t leave on great terms, so imagine your surprise when he comes looking for you, not to stop you, but looking for your help. Apparently, the old man is starting a team.” by @thefandomimagine

Word Count: 1,140

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Originally posted by ggosim


The rain was beating down relentlessly, making the air sticky and thick when you arrived. There were many who claimed rain was the most dangerous weather, making all the bad guys more likely to start a fuss, but the truth was rather different. You knew that, because for the most part of your life, you avoided the good side, wandering somewhere in between. It was not an easy task and you’ve made many enemies over the time, but it was your choice. You didn’t belong to any organization nor had you opted for one of the sides. You were free. And lonely, but that was besides the point. You were free to choose whatever felt right in the time of making the decision and you were the only one you could blame for the results.

Yeah. That was the hard part.

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Life is crazy lately. I have to stop and pinch myself sometimes just to make sure I’m not dreaming… lots going on in different categories. Sometimes I get really down from things that happened long ago but I think it’s so healthy and to feel and release those things. To just lay there and be sad for a minute and know that I lost things or never received things that I needed and deserved. No one was trying to hurt me but I did get hurt. It’s okay. I like to acknowledge that from time to time even if it’s not particularly fun. It’s always a relief. Feels good to let things go. Overall I’m happy. Sometimes you have to lose control and fall apart so the new you can start to come together. I’m not always on top of the world. I’m not always doing my best. I’m not always going up but I am always moving forward. However I get there, I’m gonna enjoy the journey. It doesn’t have to be perfect, I prefer a broken path. I wanna keep changing. I don’t ever wanna stay the same. I want to try things and embrace my entire being and explore every corner of my mind. I wanna fully know who I am. I wanna get a little crazy in the best way. It’s magical to take it all in and just breathe under the rainfall. To stand up out of the sunroof and scream. To let people see you cry, to write things that fully express what you’re feeling in the depths of your soul. To be creative with amazing people I admire so much and share myself so deeply. I want it all. I want to be good. I want to be full of light. I want life to emanate from every crack in my broken soul. I want to be fully alive.

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Fluff yoooooooo this scenario warms my heart so much oh my gosh ;u;

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Originally posted by astroiism


You looked around with a smile behind your scarf. You felt warm even though you were walking outside and it was quite cold. You were wearing a thick padded jacket and you had wrapped a big, warm scarf around your neck.

“Aren’t you cold?” Bin asked and stopped next to you. You turned to look at him and shook your head with a smile.

You two were on a walk. It had been Bin’s idea but you were enjoying it more than he was. He was someone you knew but you two weren’t too close. When he had suggested that you two go on a walk, just the two of you, you were a little surprised but agreed nevertheless since you were interested in him. He was close to a friend of yours, Dongmin, and whenever you met, he was quiet and somewhat mysterious. Dongmin said that he was normally just a quiet person but that he was unusually quiet around you.

“Do you like taking walks?” you asked him.

“I don’t mind,” he mumbled, walking next to you.

You didn’t know how to keep the conversation going so you just stayed quiet. If he wants to speak, he’ll say something, right?

The place where you were taking the walk in was a quiet neighborhood. There were a lot of trees around and they were covered in snow. The sun was shining and there were no clouds on the sky. The sunshine wasn’t very warm though since it was winter.

“Do you like snow?” he asked after you kicked a small, soft pile of snow that was on the street.

“I don’t mind,” you said the same thing he had said a little earlier. You could see a small smile on his lips before he turned his head away. Seeing his smile made you feel good and you smiled too.

“Why did you ask me to come on a walk with you?” you asked after a brief silence.

“I don’t know,” he mumbled first. “I just wanted to spend time with you.”

“We could have gone out with the others,” you said and put your hands in your jacket’s pockets.

“I wanted to be alone with you,” he mumbled, making your heart flutter a little.

After that, you two were quiet for a while again. You kept your eyes on the snow, that shimmered thanks to the sun, while Bin’s words rang in your head.

“Look,” he pointed at something, bringing you back from your thoughts. He was pointing at a tree that was completely covered in a quite thick layer of snow. You two walked over to it.

“It’s so pretty,” you sighed in awe while looking at the tree. Bin went to stand on the other side of the branch you were looking at. Your eyes met and you both looked away, a little shy. You both had red cheeks thanks to the cold weather.

“I actually did have something I wanted to say to you,” he said, still looking away.

“What is it?” you asked and turned to look at him and he did the same.

You looked at each other with red cheeks. You were starting to feel like they weren’t red from the cold anymore but rather because of the situation you were in.

“I like you,” he said after hesitating for a bit.

“You do?” you blurted out.

“Yeah,” he said. “I’ve liked you for a while.”

“I always thought you didn’t like me,” you mumbled. “You were always so quiet around me.”

“That’s because I knew I would mess up somehow if I talked to you,” he defended himself. “I’m bad with words.”

You smiled a little and looked down. “That’s a relief.”

“H-how about you?” he stuttered, maybe because of the cold, maybe because he was nervous.

“M-me?” you stuttered too.

“Do you like me?” he managed to ask without stuttering even though he felt like his nerves were going to kill him.

“I d-do,” you said which resulted in him letting out a relieved sigh.

“Thank god,” he said and smiled. “I would have died out of embarrassment if you said no.”

You gave a laugh and so did he. He then tried to come over to you but fell thanks to a root that was hidden under the snow.

“Bin!” you went over to him who was now lying in the snow. “Are you okay?” you asked, a little worried.

“Yeah,” he smiled and before you could react, he had already grabbed your hand and pulled you down too. Now you were both lying in the snow, laughing. The snow felt soft under you and you looked up at the trees that looked like someone had coated their branches with cotton and sprinkled a little bit of glitter on top. Seriously, that’s what it looked like.

“Hey, _____,” Bin called your name.

“Hmm?” you hummed and turned your head a little, only to find him centimeters away from your face. You closed your eyes and he kissed you. The kiss didn’t last very long but it made your heart flutter so much that you thought it was going to burst.

“That was more romantic in my mind,” he said, a little amused and embarrassed, after pulling away and lying back down.

“What do you mean?” you asked and turned to look at him.

“My lips are cold,” he chuckled. “Sorry, that was just awkward.”

“I didn’t mind,” you said.

He turned his head to look at you. “Are you sure you aren’t saying that just to make me feel better?” You nodded and he smiled. “Then I’m happy.”

“By the way,” you started.

“Hmm?” he hummed.

“Aren’t you starting to feel cold?”

“Yes I am, actually,” he sat up immediately. “Let’s go. It’s really cold.”

You two got up from the snow and went to the nearest café you could find and ordered two cups of hot chocolate with whipped cream on top. You drank a little of yours and looked at him. He chuckled.

“What?” you asked. “Do I have whipped cream on my lip?”

He nodded. “Do you want me to wipe it off?”

“No, I can do it myself,” you said and reached for a napkin but he stood up and leaned forward. He kissed you on the lips and sat back down after pulling away.

“That was the most cliché thing ever,” you said, blushing.

“Yeah, I know,” he said, blushing too but he had a wide smile on his face. “I still wanted to do it.”

anonymous asked:

!!! i love your minghao flowershop!au ㅠㅜㅠㅜ can you do one with jihoon, please? thank you! and keep up the good work ♡

- you’re broke and need a job asap
- you quit your last job to focus more on school but now it’s summer break and here you are….. jobless and somewhat regretful
- so now you’re walking around handing out resumes, just begging for someone to hire you
- and that’s when you come across a little flower shop
- a sign that reads “HIRING” is stuck on the window and you’re like !!! this is my chance !!!
- but you stop because…… you don’t know anything about flowers…… but you’re like oh well they’ll train me anyway and i really need the money
- you enter the shop and this boy by the counter greets you while fixing a bouquet of flowers for the customer he’s serving
- there are about three more people in line and you patiently wait for him to finish ringing them up before going to the counter
- when they all leave, you go up to him and say “hello, i saw the sign you put up and i was wondering if i could apply?” and the boy says “do you have your resume?”
- you nod and clumsily hand it to him, and while he’s reading it you shift nervously
- when he’s done he says “well, it seems you have enough experience. when can you start?” and you’re like……. wait what AM I HIRED??? THIS FAST???
- you stutter “u-uh i can start t-tomorrow” and he just nods his head and says “good. i could use the extra help. it’s nice to meet you, (name). i’m jihoon.” and he holds out a hand
- you say “o-oh! nice to meet you too!” and you shake his hand
- he firmly says “you start tomorrow. we open at 9am. don’t be late.”
- you nod your head and walk out the door like…. did that just happen???
- YOU JUST GOT HIRED THIS IS GREAT
- you show up to work the next day and jihoon hands you the uniform which is pretty much just an apron with the shop’s logo on it
- there aren’t too many customers in the morning, so he just shows you where all the cleaning tools are, how to water the plants, where the bags of soil are and just the basics
- the shop starts getting a little crowded by noon and that’s when jihoon is really starting to need your help
- so you go up to a customer and ask “hello, may i help you?” and they ask “hi! a good friend of mine just got promoted and i thought i’d get them flowers for their hard work. do you think you can make me a small bouquet that means congratulations?”
- you freeze after hearing their question
- you nervously say “um…. one second i’ll be right back” and run over to jihoon who’s ringing up customers at the counter
- you ask him “hey jihoon? there’s this customer that needs a bouquet that means congratulations”
- he tells you “okay? go make them one. the flowers are all in front of you, just go ahead and pick some” but you say “no that’s not the problem, it’s that…… i….. have no idea about the meaning of flowers”
- jihoon stops what he’s doing and slowly turns to you and says “are. you. serious.”
- and you quietly say “….yeah.”
- more people start entering the shop and the line just grows as more and more people ask for custom bouquets to be made
- jihoon has dealt with this before so he takes care of it all on his own while you just shamefully watch on the side
- when all the customers are gone, jihoon walks up to you and asks “okay. let me get this straight; you know nothing about flowers but you applied at a FLOWER SHOP??”
- you argue “i thought you’d train me!! how could you expect me to know right away??”
- he argues “do you not understand?? you have to STUDY about flowers and their meaning. red roses and orange lilies may look pretty together but you can’t just ASSUME they can be paired up. you actually have to KNOW what they mean to avoid confusion or contradiction.”
- you end up just cleaning and watering the plants for the rest of the day and when it’s closing time, jihoon calls you over
- you walk up to him and you’re like ok it’s over i’m fired
- but he says “i’ll see you again tomorrow. oh and make sure not to make any plans because i still need you after closing.” you’re kind of confused but you say “oh, okay then.”
- the next day, you show up on time and jihoon tells you that you’re in charge of cleaning, watering and stock again while he takes care of the counter
- so the day goes on and you’re getting so bored because there’s only so much you can do but eventually it’s closing time and you’re excited to go home
- when you remember jihoon needs you after closing and you’re like fml
- he calls you over and says “ok look. i’m not going to fire you because i do need the help, but if you’re going to work here, you’re going to have to study.”
- he then takes a book out of his bag and it’s a book on flowers and their meaning
- he says “every other day after work, we’re going to study this. i’ll pay you for the overtime. i just need help because it gets stressful around here, and i can’t do it alone.”
- you nod your head and say “okay…. i’ll try my best”
- at first you’re like “omg wtf why do i have to study for this” but then you tell yourself “it’s either this or jobless for the summer” so you just go along with it
- your first lesson is on roses and you manage to memorize them well in one sitting, it’s only one category after all so it’s no big deal
- the next day, you’re watering the flowers when a customer comes up to you and asks “hi, sorry, do you think you could help me?”
- you’re about to tell them they could ask jihoon but you notice he’s busy with someone else
- so you look back at the customer and say “uh….. i could try??” and they ask “do you know a flower that means thank you?? i just need one.”
- your eyes light up and you say “oh i know!! pink roses mean thank you!!” and you hand the customer the healthiest pink rose you can find
- they thank you and walk up to the counter to ring it up and you’ve never felt so proud of yourself
- when your shift is over, you tell jihoon “i helped someone today!! and i gave them the right flower!!” and he just says “good. let’s see if it stays this way when you learn the others.”
- you’re like…… wow…… how nice of you.
- so every other day, it’s the same thing; work, then study with jihoon
- you thought it was pretty simple at first but then it started getting so confusing because of all the flowers
- “wrong. it’s white lilies.”
- “close. red tulips, not pink.”
- “for the last time, it’s orange gardenias.”
- you start getting a little frustrated but no, you won’t give up
- and every time you help out a customer, you get really excited and unknown to you, a little smile appears on jihoon’s face whenever you do
- when you have a good idea of the meaning of flowers, jihoon decides to teach you how to rearrange a bouquet and while he’s talking, you’re watching his face rather than the flowers
- he may look cold and all but when he smiles while talking about flowers….. he really is handsome…… and his voice is so soothing too…….
- “—did you get that?”
- you snap out of your thoughts and say “….huh?” and you’re expecting to get scolded at but instead
- jihoon laughs
- and you get flustered as he says “i’ll say it one more time. you better listen this time.”
- you listen carefully this time but while you are, you could feel your heart beating a little faster
- the next day, a few minutes before closing, one last customer walks into the shop and jihoon says “take them.”
- and your eyes widen like no no i don’t think i can?? but he tells you to take them again and you nod your head and hope you can do it
- you walk up to the customer and ask “hi, how may i help you?”
- they say “yes, my friend is sick at the hospital, so i was thinking of getting her a get well soon bouquet.”
- you take a quick glance over at jihoon who nods his head and gestures for you to go on, and you feel so confident seeing how much he believes in you
- you turn back to the customer and say “i’ll make you a bouquet in no time. so, tell me about this friend. what are they like?”
- after giving you a brief description of them, you arrange this beautiful bouquet that means get well soon while also incorporating the person’s personality, making it all the more special, as if the bouquet was designed for them and them only
- jihoon rings up the customer and you both say goodbye as she walks out the door
- he then walks over to you and says with a rare smile “good job. i knew you could do it.”
- you blush and say “thanks jihoon…. it’s all because of your help.”
- you say good night to him, but before you could leave the shop, jihoon says “wait.”
- you turn around and say “huh? is there something i didn’t do?” and jihoon is silent for a while before saying “wait right there. i’ll be back.”
- he walks to the back and returns a few mins later with the most beautiful bouquet you’ve ever seen, it looks as though it’s been delicately put together for days
- you ask “oh, whose bouquet is that for?” and jihoon stays quiet as he walks over to you
- and then he holds it out for you and says “you.”
- your eyes widen at what he said, and you carefully take the bouquet out of his hands and ask “…for me?”
- he shyly looks away and says “well now that you know the meanings of flowers….. you should know what i’m trying to say…..”
- you look down at the bouquet and start reading into the meanings of each flower
- and then it clicks
- jihoon likes you
- you must have been silent for a long time because he nervously says “so….. what do you—”
- you cut him off by leaning in and kissing him right on the lips
- and when you pull away, you smile at him and say “i like you too, jihoon”
- after this, you and jihoon start dating!!
- jihoon gets embarrassed every time you bring up his confession because it’s like a scene right out of a movie
- he surprises you with bouquets so much your apartment is filled with them but you water them every day and take really good care of them
- cute dates after each shift
- interrupts any customer who flirts with you by saying “(name), why don’t you go ring up those customers, and I’ll deal with this jerk—i mean customer.”
- slips an orange lily (which means i hate you) into their bouquets
- not very vocal about his feelings so he tells you he loves you through flowers and you respond with flowers too while laughing
- florist jihoon’s honestly the softest and he loves you so much
- all those red roses he gave you is enough proof that he really, really does

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anonymous asked:

bullet with tom for a long distance relationship please :))))

oh boy, buckle your seatbelts kids cause this could get emosh

  • so obviously he would be away for months at a time
  • and you’d both hate it every time he’s gone because you’re usually together 24/7
  • every single time you’d both dread the night before he has to go
  • i’m talking like you crying and him holding you so tight
  • trying to reassure you that everything will be fine even though the thought of being away from you is killing him
  • wrapping yourselves around each other as you fall asleep

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