sorry i had a lot of feels for them

anonymous asked:

HALLO! can i request a reaction where you fight with bts and he say something hurtful but with fluffy ending please :)

hello! thanks for your request, i enjoyed this a lot and i’m rly sorry this took so long,, i’m a slow writer


  • “Well. If that’s how you really feel, then maybe we need to take a break from each other.”

You couldn’t fucking believe it. Was he really saying what you thought he was?

Your head began to spin and you could feel yourself starting to panic. You needed to get out of there. You grabbed your keys and a jacket and ran out of your apartment as fast as your legs would carry you, not bothering to shut the door behind you. You kept going for a block or two before stopping next to a convenience store, sitting down on the bench outside and holding your head in your hands.

How could this be happening?? You couldn’t even remember what you’d been fighting about. Something stupid, you were sure of that. You’d lost your temper and blown up at Jin, and now he wanted to break up, and holy shit, what were you supposed to do now? He was the only man you’d ever loved, the only one you could ever imagine yourself being with. You’d been planning to get married. How could you have fucked up the one thing that had managed to go right in your life?

You felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, what the –!”  Fuck.

Jin was standing in front of you, looking as pitiful as you’d ever seen him.

“Y/n……please listen to me. I need you to know that I didn’t mean what I said back at the apartment. I knew I didn’t mean it before I was even finished saying it. You’re the woman I want to marry. I don’t even know what I would do if I lost you. Please. Please forgive me.” 

“Please say you’ll stay with me.” His voice wavered as he looked down at you, pleadingly.

You couldn’t stop crying. You couldn’t bring yourself to care. All you could do was nod.

Jin breathed a long, shaky breath out, a look of pure relief breaking out on his face. Pulling you towards him, he wrapped you in a hug so tight you could barely breathe. You never wanted him to let go.


  • “Don’t you understand how important this is to me? There’s more to my life than just us, you know!”

Namjoon had spent the better part of the past four weeks at the recording studio. He was there when you got up for work in the morning, he was there when you went to bed at night, and you hardly ever saw him on the weekends. Sometimes he didn’t even come home to sleep; he just spent the night on the old couch at his studio. The most intimate you’d been with each other in the last month was a quick kiss when Namjoon was on his way out the door.

And yeah, you understood why he was doing this. You understood that he wanted to finish recording his mixtape as soon as possible, and you also understood that something deep inside of him was nagging at him to make it perfect. You admired how hard he was working, and you wanted to support him the whole way through.

You just missed him. You missed sleeping with his arm slung over you. You missed eating at your favorite Mexican place with him. You missed kissing him when he’d just gotten out of the shower and smelled like soap and peppermint shampoo.

So, when he said those words to you? It stung. It stung because he didn’t understand why you were upset. Even more so, it stung because you knew he thought you were being selfish.

At a loss for words, all you could do was stand there, staring at Namjoon with tears welling up in your eyes, your mouth half open in disbelief. Namjoon’s face softened instantly, and you could see that he regretted saying what he did.

“Oh….fuck. Aw, no, y/n, please don’t cry. Shit. I didn’t mean that at all. You know I didn’t. You mean more to me than anything. I just…..I’ve been working towards this for so long. And it’s like…I’m almost there. It’s so close.”

You swallowed, hard. “I know that. And I’m so excited for you. So, so excited and so, so proud of you. I just miss you. I miss us.”

Namjoon stepped closer, slipping his hands around your waist. “Oh, god y/n…..I miss you too. Really.” He let out a shaky breath. “I’m gonna try harder to make more time for us.“

He slid a hand farther down your back, grinning down at you cheekily. 

“How does right now sound?”


  • “I said I don’t want to fucking talk about it!!”

You froze. Yoongi had never raised his voice at you like that. Sure, you’d seen him get mad before. Sometimes he even got mad at you. But you had never seen him like this.

You didn’t like it.

Tears stinging at the corners of your eyes, you turned on your heel and went straight to your bedroom, locking the door after you. Leaning against the wall, you ran your hands through your hair, willing yourself not to let the tears fall.

You knew you shouldn’t have pushed him. He’d been so stressed out lately from work, and you’d thought that if you could just get him to talk about it, he would feel better. Usually, Yoongi would give in and vent to you about whatever was bothering him, but this time he just… lost it. He’d never talked to you like that before, and it really upset you.

You heard a soft knock on the door to your bedroom.


Of course it was Yoongi.

He knocked again, a little louder this time. “Y/n, please open the door. We need to talk.”

Hesitantly, you unlocked the door and sat down on the bed. A beat later, Yoongi entered the room, rubbing his neck sheepishly. You turned your tear-stained face toward him, not looking him in the eye. Yoongi looked visibly upset at seeing that he’d made you cry.

“Can I sit down?” he asked. You nodded, and he moved to sit next to you on the bed. You could tell that he was being deliberately gentle.

A few moments passed before Yoongi finally spoke. “Y/n….. I’m really sorry.” He took a deep breath before continuing, “I should never have yelled at you like that. I don’t know what the fuck’s wrong with me. I don’t know, maybe it’s the lack of sleep, or the late hours at work, or the pressure of this new album – anyway. I know it doesn’t matter. I was way out of line. And I want you to know that I’d never hurt you on purpose. I’m so sorry, y/n.”

You sniffled. “Yoongi. It’s okay. I know you really didn’t mean it. And,” you paused, looking at him pointedly, “I know it’s never going to happen again.”

He nodded, looking serious, but relieved all the same. “Thank you, jagi. I love you so much.” He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you to his chest.


  • “That’s the problem with you! All you ever do is shut me out!”

Your depression had been flaring up again. In the past when you were feeling low, all you wanted was to be alone in your room. Sometimes you’d do nothing for days at a time. It was how you coped, even though it didn’t seem to really make anything better.

As much as it killed you to admit it, deep down, you knew that Hoseok was right. You did shut people out. You were fiercely independent, often to a fault, and Hoseok was earnestly helpful in the same way.  Hoseok always noticed when you were feeling like this. He could be incredibly perceptive when it came to you. When it seemed like you were in a bad place again, he would do everything he could to make you feel better. it was sweet, but it could also be really fucking annoying. All you wanted to do right now was be left alone! Why couldn’t he see that?

You felt terrible for pushing Hoseok away, but you felt even worse that he’d pointed it out to you. Who was he to tell you how you should be feeling? And why couldn’t he stop trying to help for five seconds?

You heard the glass door that led to the balcony of your apartment slide open behind you. You didn’t need to look to know that it was Hoseok.

“Hey.” You didn’t respond.

“So… I know you’re irritated with me, and I know you want to be alone. But, hear me out for just like, thirty seconds.” You hummed, letting him know you were listening.

Hoseok took a deep breath. “I’m sorry for accusing you of shutting me out. It wasn’t fair of me to say that. I know you’re going through a really rough time right now. But listen, jagiya. It kills me to see you hurting like this. But I really think that if you would let me go through this with you, together, it would help you. I just want to be by your side, through the good and the bad.”

You felt like such an ass. Hoseok really did care about you.

You still wouldn’t look at him, but this time it was to hide the tears forming in your eyes. It was no use, though. Hoseok moved closer to you, wrapping you in a big bear hug from behind. You melted into him, letting his touch comfort you. “Okay,” you whispered. “I’ll let you in.”


  • “If you like him so much, why don’t you date him instead?”

You couldn’t believe Jimin would even pull this shit on you.

You’d just been promoted at your new job, and one of your coworkers had offered to treat you to drinks tonight to celebrate. Now, normally this wouldn’t be a problem, except it just so happened that this coworker was a man. (A married man, to be specific, whose wife worked in the same office as the two of you and trusted her husband to make friends like a big boy. What a novel concept.)

“Okay, you know what, Jimin? I guess I just won’t go tonight. I guess I’ll just miss out on my plans to celebrate my new job because you’re feeling jealous.” The sarcasm in your voice was practically tangible.

Throwing your purse down, you stormed down the hallway towards your and Jimin’s bedroom.

“And, by the way, Jimin? He’s married. His wife works with us. Do you really think I would cheat on you? And with a married man, no less. But it’s nice to know that you don’t trust me.” You finally reached the end of the hallway, entering the bedroom and slamming the door.

God. How could Jimin even accuse you of something this ridiculous? He knew that you loved him, that you were in love with him. You couldn’t believe he would blow something this insignificant out of proportion like this.

You were just kicking off your heels when you heard the door to your bedroom open. You turned around to see Jimin standing in the doorway, looking hesitant.

“Jimin, I am seriously not in the mood to hear whatever you have to say right now –”

“Y/n, I’m sorry.” Jimin cut you off. “I was an ass. I didn’t know the guy was married, but that’s not even what matters right now.” He took a few steps, bridging the gap between you.

Looking into your eyes, Jimin continued. “I’m sorry I made you think I don’t trust you, because that’s not it, I just….I don’t know. I’m scared you’re going to find someone you like better than me. I dunno. I think about it a lot.”

Your heart was breaking.

“Jimin….I love you. I want to wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life. There’s never going to be anyone else for me.” Placing a hand behind his head, you pulled him in to you and just barely touched your lips to his, hoping to reassure him.

Jimin let out a breathy sigh. “I love you, y/n. Now….get outta here,” he said, handing you your heels.

You hesitated. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

Jimin nodded, looking serious. “For real, y/n. Go, have fun! Besides…..” he paused to wink at you. “I’ll be here waiting for you when you get home.”


  • “I’m just not ready for that right now, okay? Stop trying to move so fast!”

You really didn’t expect Taehyung to react this way when you mentioned going to your parents’ house for Christmas this year. 

You’d been together for almost a year and he still hadn’t met your family, despite the countless offers you’ve made to introduce him. You didn’t understand what the problem was; you’d met his family on several occasions and even had lunch with his sister now and then. They were as sweet as could be, and you loved them. You wanted Taehyung to have that kind of relationship with your own family, but every time you brought it up, he became visibly nervous and changed the subject.

Little did Taehyung know, you’d decided that this Christmas would be it. You had already called your parents to let them know, and they were so excited to finally meet the man who made their daughter so happy. You couldn’t wait to surprise Taehyung with the news.

Let’s just say he didn’t take it as well as you’d planned.

Taehyung completely freaked out. “Y/n, oh my god, we’ve talked about this! You said we were going to wait before visiting your parents!”

This made you even more exasperated than you already were. “No, Tae, you know what? We haven’t talked about it. You have never once given me an actual reason why you don’t want to come home with me! Are we not serious?! Do you not want to be a part of my family, like the way I am with yours?”

Taehyung’s huffy expression disappeared, and was replaced by one of slight embarrassment. “That’s the problem,” he muttered.

“What?” you asked, confused.

Taehyung looked up at the ceiling. “I’m afraid that they won’t like me, okay?” he said quietly. “I’m loud, and too hyper, and not serious enough. I’m worried they won’t think I’m enough of an adult to be with their daughter.”

You thought you could feel your heart shattering into a million pieces. “Oh….Tae.” That was all you could say. You opened your arms, feeling Taehyung lean into you, just letting you hold him.

“Taehyung…..they’re going to love you, because I love you. But if you don’t give them the chance, you’ll never find out. Please, do this for me. Please come home with me for Christmas.” A few beats passed before you heard a muffled “……Okay.” against your shoulder.


  • “I don’t have to consult you every time I want to do something!”

It was after two in the morning when you finally heard Jungkook unlock the door to the apartment you shared. You were laying in bed staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep without Jungkook beside you.

Jungkook opened the door to your bedroom, his movements slow and deliberate. He probably thought you were sleeping.

“Where have you been?” Your voice startled Jungkook, causing him to run into the wall.

“Ow! Y/n, you scared me!” Rubbing his arm from where he’d bumped the doorframe, he continued, “I was out with the boys. It’s Yoongi’s birthday.”

You crossed your arms. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going to be out so late?”

Jungkook huffed. “Um? Sorry, I didn’t realize you were the boss of me? Am I not allowed to hang out with my friends anymore?”

You couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Holy shit Jungkook, I’m not mad that you went out with your friends! I’m mad because you weren’t answering your phone! I’m mad because you didn’t even think to let me know you’d be out this late! I was worried sick about you! And if you don’t get that, I guess you really just don’t understand me.” Grabbing your pillow and a throw blanket, you went into the hallway. “I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.”

You lay on the couch, feeling lonely and a little cold. Was Jungkook really accusing you of being controlling? You didn’t care what Jungkook did as long as you knew he was safe. You never told him to blow off the boys to spend time with you. You loved them as much as he did, and you even joined them sometimes. You were only mad because you were worried that something had happened to Jungkook tonight.

Soft footsteps padded down the hallway. You felt the opposite end of the couch sink.

“……Y/n?” It was Jungkook.

“Hey, y/n, listen.” You didn’t move to look at him, but Jungkook knew you were listening. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you where I was tonight. We didn’t even think we were gonna be out that late. I should have called you.” He hesitated.

“And I’m also sorry that I called you controlling. I know you aren’t. You’re so good to me. I’m so sorry I made you worry.”

Sitting up from your makeshift bed on the couch, you leaned into Jungkook. “It’s okay,” you said. “I may have overreacted a little bit. I know you won’t do it again.”

Jungkook kissed your forehead. “Thanks for being so sweet, y/n. Now…..” He got to his feet, picking you up bridal-style. “How about we get you back into the bedroom?”


I have something I must ask you. Because I really like you, we build a farm together, have a baby, and want to live as ordinary citizens, would you want to live with me?

anonymous asked:

wait im really confused now......i was always told that being trans isn't a choice. that it is what it is. just like no one chooses to be gay or ace or bi or whatever, no one chooses to be trans either. im sorry if this is a dumb question but i honestly dont understand ): doesnt choosing to be trans play into what every single critic and transphobe says? that it's a choice and not legitimate??

Hey! Thank you for asking. This is not a dumb question - I promise. I think about this a lot.

I want to start off my saying that being transgender or queer isn’t the same for everyone - it’s gonna feel and look different from person to person.

So for me, being queer and trans has two parts: 1) recognizing that I always had queer characteristics, and 2) allowing myself to act on them.

I never really felt like a “girl,” as a kid. I identified with boy and girl characters. I was a tomboy who loved barbies. I didn’t start dressing “girly” until I was in 4th grade and realized that I would get bullied more if I didn’t dress like “other girls,” and that made me really resentful. My parents are extremely homophobic, and believe that God made man and woman to complement each other, etc. and for a long time I listened to them. I always felt that maybe I would be attracted to men and women, but I was “choosing” to do what my parents said was right.

I didn’t “have to” come out as transgender. I’d been living as a woman for 22 years, I was engaged to a straight, cis guy, and I was pretty successful in my life, except for feeling like a mess and a failure all the time. Being genderqueer made me feel like myself, so I chose to start dressing differently and going by a new name and admitting that I was attracted to all types of bodies and genders.

The feelings weren’t a choice, but the actions were.

Critics and transphobes are… well, wrong, so I don’t care what they think. I know who I am, and I believe my lifestyle, identity, choices, and feelings are all worthwhile and valuable. Nothing about me will play into their opinions because I don’t exist in opposition to them - I simply exist, and I don’t have to justify myself to people who believe I shouldn’t.

Choosing to “be” trans isn’t really what I’m getting at. I’m talking about choosing to act on what you feel. That’s the problem my parents have, for example: they say that if you are transgender, you shouldn’t act on what you feel. They say trans people should hide and live as the gender they were assigned at birth because they don’t believe that being transgender is a good thing to be.

So, ultimately, I believe there’s a lot of strength in choice, and that choosing your gender is always legitimate. Being trans can be an outward extension of what’s always been inside you, or it can be a chosen exploration of a new you.

Really, your question isn’t dumb. I think what I most want to get across is that 1) people who are homophobic and anti-transgender will find reasons to oppose queer people no matter what. 2) We are in control of our own stories, whether we were born into queerness, or it was born in us. 3) Choice IS legitimate, and living in a way that fits you is always a choice worth making.

sh cast: there’s a lot of malec, very sweet, romantic moments

sh promo team: *spoiling every little malec scenes* stills, teasers here you go guys

*episodes air*

me: where. are. those. FULL. scenes. ?

sh prod: yeah we had to cut out a lot of it, the episode was too long, you will never get to see them but they were filmed don’t worry

Who do you want?

Jughead x Reader x Archie

Request: Can you do an imagine where the reader has feelings for both Jughead and Archie, but doesn’t want to hurt either of them.

Summary: Jughead, Archie, Reader love triangle

word count: 1.5k

this is a bit shit i’m sorry I’ve had a lot on the past couple of weeks 

I sat in pops, the iridescent lights leaving an ominous glow amongst the few people who decided to stay here at this time of night. I sit there reading a book waiting for Archie, it was a Tuesday night which meant Archie and I were due for milkshakes and a bowl of fries. He arrived without my notice, my nose too far in my book for me to care about any other being I this current moment.

I jump and let out a gasp as a pair of large hands wraps themselves around my eyes, blocking my view from the words before me.  “Archiekins” I giggle turn lifting my hands to his to pry them away from my eyes, only to be met by the infamous ginger himself. His dashing smile taking over his face. “Scoot over y/n/n” he says in my ear gesturing with his head for me to move over in the booth. I move over allowing him to slide in beside me.

He gently places an arm over the back of the booth behind my shoulders. I sink back into my seat letting his arm brush against my shoulders slightly. It was moments like these I thought we’d make the perfect couple. He always treated me so well, and we’d shared a couple of kisses in the past from being caught up in a heated moment. But something always manages to get in the way.

Jughead Jones. He never fails to sway my feelings for the ginger haired preppy boy before me. Whenever everything is going perfectly between us, Jughead always seems to pop up in some way and I’m never able to shake those feelings I get when he’s around.

He was the complete opposite to Archie. Where Archie Andrews held musical and physical talent, and was no doubt Mr. Popularity as of recently (and was easy on the eye) Jughead Jones was boorish in some manners but it suited him, he held a high level of intelligence that no one else could equate to and had distinctive features that made him attractive.

It was fair to say that they both had qualities I was attracted to. And both of them had been pining after me for months. I knew because both Veronica and Kevin had been telling about Archie’s feelings towards me, I didn’t know about Jughead until I overheard him speaking with Betty about it.

At times it feels like they are fighting over me. I can never hang out with the group anymore because every-time I do there always ends up being chaos.

“So what do you say y/n?” I hadn’t realised I had zoned out until Archie asked the question.

“Huh? What sorry, Arch I didn’t hear you, I zoned out?” I reply slightly ashamed at the fact he had been sat here speaking to me for 5 minutes while I blanked him.

“Can I take you out on a date this Saturday? We could go out of town or something?” he speaks quietly getting nervous. Just as he finishes his sentence, Jughead walks through the door and sits down at the table opposite us. Archie sighs and lets out a “typical” shaking his head I just look between the two a little stunned. This seems to be a reoccurring theme. Whenever one tries to take things further the other magically appears. “Sorry did I interrupt something” Jughead says looking between Archie and I with a confused look on his face. “No-“I go to reply but was interrupted by a rather pissed off Archie “Actually yeah, Jug you are, don’t you find it convenient how, I say I’m going to take y/n out and you happen to turn up just as something is going to happen?” Archie beings to raise his voice.

“Woah- something was going to happen? And what exactly was that Archie?” I interject. Not really enjoying the fact he’s speaking about me as if I’m not even here. “You know what I mean y/n/n” he sighs and looks towards me. Jughead sits up straight. His jaw locked looking between Archie and I and realising how close we were.  

“oh and what was it that you said to the football team Arch, something getting laid and y/n being ‘lucky girl’ who gets the honour?” Jughead smirks towards Archie knowing he had something on him.

“Could you two stop treating me like an object for one second and perhaps take my feeling into account? I’m tired of you two competing for my attention. I like you both okay. I can’t decide what I want right now because I just don’t know” I stand up brushing past Archie and exit the diner walking towards my car.

I jump into the small vehicle and make the short journey home.

Later that evening I find myself laying in bed thinking over everything that has happened with both of them over the past few months when a text comes through on my phone.

Juggie: Hey y/n I’m outside could you let me in so we can talk?

I sigh and walk downstairs opening the front door to see Jughead standing on my lawn looking a little dishevelled. I gesture for him to come in and he does, slipping his shoes off in the doorway before slinking off upstairs, into my room, I follow him closing and locking the door behind me.

“Look about befor-“

“It’s fine Jughead, lets just leave it” I sigh walking around to sit on the bed.

“No I’m tired of leaving it, we always leave it. You always give Archie a chance and you never give me a chance.” He says looking down at his hands.

“At least let me try something before you completely give up on the idea of us” he whispers. I nod and he takes my hands pulling me off the bed so I’m standing in front of him.

    His hands slip around my waist and one glides up my arm to land on my shoulder. I hold in my breath at the gentle caresses and movements of his fingers on my skin. He leans down and places a kiss on my lips. I just stand there shocked un-able to move. My body felt like ice and as his warm lips melted into mine I shattered into a thousand pieces. I lifted my arms a little to rest on his biceps and I moved my lips with his. I pulled away breathless. Smiling I looked into his eyes and saw something in them I never had before.

“What do you want y/n” he asks me quietly. He knew exactly what he was doing and knew what the answer was going to be.


Brett Talbot x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Nudity.
Word count: 1 792

A/N: Yet another one of @lazyneonmonster​‘s fantastic ideas, and I feel like I easily trail away with her ideas, BECAUSE THEY’RE AWESOME!

ALSO, sorry (not sorry) for only posting Brett fics lately, but aiming to be among (at least) the top three in the search results when searching “Brett Talbot”. heheh

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call me petty if you want but honestly it bothers me when i see people with headcanons of victor and chris having had a thing in the past, or that yuuri and phichit “experimented” together in those years back in detroit bc to me it feels like you can’t have healthy gay friendships between gay characters that they must have had some fucking sexual relationship for it to happen

no omg let them be just friends damn it they’re gay and friends

Phone call with my parents just now:

Mom: So Dad’s been looking at real estate in Pittsburgh, he wants to help you buy and fix up a house! What do you think about that?

[insert discussion about Responsible Adult Things like owning real estate]

Mom: So what’s going on with you?

Me: I…just spent a large amount of money on plane tickets to visit Finland and Germany this summer. *sweats*

Yoongi Tongue Appreciation

just a warning…i have a lot lmao


my bias wrecker

im having trouble staying calm

i need to breathe

oh shit i feel it coming

i feel tHE WRATH



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this is my favorite selfie of his










sorry not sorry :)))

i had a lot more on here but i had to delete them…..and i still think there’s too much on here but WHATEVER you have to suffer with me

gifs and pics aren’t mine

jackpo21  asked:

What are your top ten duels you wish we had in Arc-V and why we you think we should have gotten them?

Sorry for the incredibly late answer, but you got at a time where I was too busy to do anything more than answer simple questions or do reblogs ^^’

As for the Top 10 duels that we should have gotten and why… dunno if I will fill the 10 spots, because I was happy with most of the duels happening in Arc V, also I feel I will be cheating because lots of them involve the Bracelet Girls dueling :P

10 .- Serena vs Yuri

People say I’m complicated or whatevs, many times though I’m just simple, and truth is I hungered for a duel between them since Yuri mentioned he had wanted to duel Serena for her abbility :P

9.- Serena vs. Obelisk Force and/or Barrett

Really anything alternative to the nerve gas bullshit would have been better but Serena dueling against her captors or facing a seasoned warrior like Barret? Sign me the fuck up for it!

8.- Yuya vs. Yugo

Yeah ok I know that them dueling would have ended in one absorbing the other, but really a duel between the two would have been so damn awesome with their hammies personalities.

7.- Dennis vs. Asuka

I will repeat this until I’m out of breath but Dennis dueling Asuka would have resonated much more in their quality of traitor vs. defector and Asuka representing all the things Dennis was too much of a coward to do, compared to him and Kaito dueling because um,., they’re both Yusho’s students was weak -_-

6.- Sora vs. Yuzu

Don’t get me wrong I’ve loved their tag  duel against the Security, and their relatonship is still one of my favorites in the series, but can you imagine how much more epic their conversation would have been if they had been dueling? IDK I’m kinda of a sucker for teacher vs student duels

5.- Yugo vs Yuri

Yep, this duel only makes it to the half of the list, because even though they were amusing together, I honestly don’t think I felt like watching a whole duel of Yuri taunting Yugo and him overracting to it.

4.- Serena vs. Yuzu

Take your pick, either their first meeting, them in he FC or even Yuzu trying to kick some sense into brainwahed!Serena would have made me happy

3.- Ray vs Reiji

Pretty much anything involving Ray dueing by using Reira as a proxy or host rubs me the wrong way, no matter how much I like Reira so yeah I would have really liked to see Reiji  dueling Ray because yay! Sibling angst and all that

2.- Serena vs Yuya

Godammit, Serena was a Lancer too, the one gripe I have on Yuya’s trials was that Serena was deprived from challenging Yuya on her own.


Do I really need to say it?! 

anonymous asked:

helloo so uh i have some pretty gnarly chronic pain, so could you do the chocobros helping their s/o get around because of the pain?

I’m so sorry, that sounds absolutely terrible. I hope this helps in any way that it can.

Noctis understands how his s/o feels, to a lesser degree (he assumes), but still. The Crystal’s magic takes a lot out of him, especially if he and the bros had to use magic a lot on any given day. The drain of his energy hurts, and sometimes it hurts waking up because there’s just so much magic, it’s like it’s trying to burst from his skin. So, whenever his s/o is having their pains, he’s a steady force beside them, one hand holding theirs and an arm around them to keep them steady. They can lean on him if they need to, and despite the pain he knows it’ll cause him later he uses a bit of his magic to help them out.

If the “Prompto, take your medicine” banter means anything, then Prompto can also relate to having chronic pain. He’s gotta take medicine for it. He’ll try to make sure his s/o has the most comfortable spot available so they can wait out their pain. If they want to move around, he’s gonna bear the majority of their body weight, but their feet will still be on the ground. He’ll take his s/o’s arm over his shoulder and hold their hand while his other hand goes around their waist to pull them to him. His grip isn’t too tight, for fear of hurting them, but he keeps them close. He’ll hum a comforting little tune to help his s/o relax a bit.

Even if the pain wasn’t chronic, if Gladio’s s/o is hurting they’re gonna find themselves being carried everywhere by him. He’s got no qualms about it, and he carries them bridal style for the majority of the time. He won’t want them doing anything themselves for fear of worsening the pain, so he does everything for them. If they need water or food, he’ll set them down on the nearest soft surface and grab them whatever they need. He’ll do pretty much whatever they ask, bar anything that requires them to do any physical activity. He’d even go so far as to feed them, should the situation call for it.

Ignis is well trained caretaker, and his skills don’t just extend to the prince. When his s/o is hurting, he’ll get them to a safe and comfortable place and just generally take care of them. He’ll cook them something so they don’t have to worry about a possible stomach ache on top of the pain, and he’ll make sure they get some painkillers in their system. He’s not sure entirely how effective the medicine will be, but still administers it. If his s/o needs to go somewhere, if he can carry them he will. It’s usually in a piggy-back fashion, sometimes in the bridal style. If he cannot carry them, he mirrors Prompto, trying to harbor the majority of your weight. Pressure makes pain worse, in most cases, and so he tries to relieve that.

Fun Ghoul talks in his sleep. A lot. Most of the time it’s senseless muttering, sometimes even cute little noises.

But sometimes he’ll have nightmares, and then it gets scary. Party once came running because he heard him screaming things like “stop”, “don’t kill them”, “I’m sorry” and “no” over and over again, and thought Crows had come for them all.

It isn’t as bad when the girl sleeps with him. He loves her very much, and it’s easier when he feels a comforting presence–though she did once tell him he kept asking for his gun in the middle of the night.

The guys have agreed not to mention it to him, though they have a silent rule that someone has to go wake him up if it gets too bad.

anonymous asked:

Hi, Terror. I just wanted to say that I want to start my own art blog but I'm afraid that my art isn't good enough to share. i also am afraid that if I do start an art blog and gain some fans, I will be pressured to drawing or I'd lose fans or something like that. Also, I'm afraid if I draw, my style would look like someone else's style and people would start hating me for it. Have you ever had these fears and if so, how did you overcome them? Sorry if this sounds dumb.

Ah! Firstly, draw what you like to draw and post the stuff you like the most! I never though too much about it and just threw out all of my art online.
   Secondly, I understand the second problem, I struggle a lot with that right now and it’s messing me up a little. I have this constant voice nagging me to draw all the time so I feel bad doing anything else lately haha. Im still trying to figure out that part myself. 
   Thirdly, fuck those people who hound other artists because their style looks similar to anothers. There is a difference between tracing/copying and just drawing in the same style and I think people just want to find a reason to hate on artists. I never thought I had a specific style so I never worried about this. 

I wish you luck on your art blog! 

anonymous asked:

Hmm... I hope you don't take this the wrong way but something's been on my mind for a while. It's kinda weird that you are making it about Sans right now? Sans wouldn't even let Papyrus know if he hurt him, he cares too much. I don't think he would even be offended by it at all. Because Pap has been through a lot I feel like he would understand rather than take it personally and get upset? Its kinda out of character. Idk it's just my opinion, you are free to ignore this if you want, sorry.

Okay, i had to think about this one, and i feel like i should explain it.

This comic is based on a fanfiction, where brothers and their relationship was portrayed differently than in the game.Brothers were bickering and arguing and get offended at each other, both of them.

In this comic I tried to stick to that portrayal, as much as possible. Sans tho, after all that happened to his brother, tried to help in any way he could - getting Papyrus to protest and trying to play it cool. And it wasn’t Papyrus that made him offended on earlier pages - he was getting angry at himself, that he can’t be of more assisstance. In later pages, even when Papyrus said brute and offending things, Sans wasn’t offended and was just stepping away from fights or confrontations.

The last arc after Alphys leaves could be confusing, cause i wanted it to be. But the truth is - Sans didn’t get offended by Papyrus, at all. Because he knows it’s not about him. Papyrus thinks he offended him, like the readers, who follow him trashing around his house.

And I suppose my wording of what Sans said in the last page got people confused, but that’s my own fault. Papyrus apologised and Sans DIDN’T admit, that whatever Papyrus did, hurt or offended him. He said “it’s fine” to calm down his brother - he knows Papyrus has problems with explaining himself, and since he’s the one closest to him, he can be his punching bag. As always. 

But the thing is - they both grew through this story. They’re both tired of this situation, of dancing around not only the subject, but each other, and this scene is the culmination of their fighting - admiting defeat. 

Plus, Sans isn’t, and never was perfect. But if you still see him as OOC, I’m sorry, but I feel he is in character, based on everything he’s gone through in this story.

anonymous asked:

Why do you feed chickens their own eggs? Is that safe? Sorry if I sound rude I'm just confused and want to learn

It’s 100% safe and good for them bc eggs have lots of nutrients. I fed some of the egg back to Moon bc she really loves scrambled eggs and I really had no use for that egg at the time. Chickens will sometimes eat their own eggs when they feel malnourished, but its far better to cook the egg for them first.

I’ll probably eat most of the eggs theyll lay in the future but for now ill give them to the hens as snacks

anonymous asked:

(I'm sorry people are being stupid about your picture of Jack and Ashi but that one drawing made me instantly love your art style and the fluidity encompassed within it!! I love your work, it's all really beautiful)

Thank you so much! 💖💕

TBH I feel like I might have overreacted a but eeeeh IDK. I’ve been suffering terrible crushing head pain lately and it got so bad I had to leave work and broke down in tears due to the unbearable pain but yeah… It wasn’t like a whole lot of people but just the small few who made fake assumptions that I was “shipping them already and missing the point of the show” made me eye roll to infinity and beyond haha! Usually I avoid stuff like that but anyways, at the end of the day it has 4K+ notes and I’m very happy with the overflow kind comments I’ve gotten on it! 💕

I’m so glad you enjoy my art and thank you again! ❤️

anonymous asked:

Amanda,, I'm pretty sure my best friend has an ed bc they've told me that they throw up their meals a lot and they don't eat very much and their hair is very thin and I don't know what to do because I don't feel qualified to help them but I'm the only one who knows Should I tell someone? I don't know what to do aaaaaaaa

i’m sorry it took so long for me to respond to this - i had to think about it a lot

i recommend not telling anyone without your friend’s permission right now - they might be forced into inpatient treatment that they can’t necessarily afford. if they ask you to help them tell someone, or if you offer and they accept, they that’s definitely something to pursue. but unless their condition becomes literally life-or-death, i think you should hold off on telling anyone without their consent for now

i think the best thing you can do for your friend right now is to encourage them to seek recovery, and to remind them that what they’re doing isn’t normal and they deserve to be happy and to eat normally. if your friend says “i’m not sick enough for recovery”, then say something like ‘okay, lets look at two scenarios. one scenario: you are sick enough for recovery. so you start recovery and get help and can pursue a normal relationship with food. other scenario: you’re not sick enough for recovery, so you start recovery but nothing bad happens because you weren’t sick. either way you have nothing to lose, right? maybe your ED is telling you you’re not sick. so recovery is worth a try’

because EDs do this nasty little thing of making you sick and then telling you you’re not actually sick, you’re “improving your life”. so please just be patient with your friend and try not to get frustrated with them if their ED has built up walls that keep you from communicating. don’t get mad at them if they think you’re ‘blowing things out of proportion’ because they may genuinely believe that there’s no big issue.

just try to help them reframe their illness. say ‘if i were throwing up after meals and my hair was falling out and i was blacking out, wouldnt you think something’s wrong? that’s how i feel about you. i’m worried.’

offer to help them look up resource centres and, if you can, attend appointments with them so they’re not alone and so their ED can’t talk them out of it

obviously take my advice with a grain of salt but that’s what i would’ve wanted someone to do for me back in the day

let’s make out

Group: GOT7

Request: yes/no: “im so sorry i have been requesting a lot but 77 for jb, junior, yugyeom and Youngjae”

Drabble #: 77 – “Let’s make out.”

Author’s Note: So I took a whole other approach on this one! Since it would have been way too repetitive if I had done this for every single member, I made it into a drabble list for every member on how I feel making out with them would be!! And omg I’m so worked up I need to step away from my computer for a while~ LOL (⊙ω⊙✿)


  •  long arms engulfing you and holding you close to him
  • kisses starting out super slow and sweet
  • his tongue always making the first appearance, tentatively running across your lip
  • fighting for dominance
  •  he always wins
  • tongue sucking
  • lots of wet sucking noises
  • his hands always finding their way to your breast to cop a feel
  • doesn’t always lead to more
  • but he does always get a hard on, and sometimes he has to take care of it himself
  • his flushed cheeks when you guys finally pull away
  • glazed over eyes and sweet whispers


  • you straddling his hips
  •  rough and deep kisses right from the get go
  •  lip biting and sucking
  • swollen lips for hours afterwards
  • irritated skin if he didn’t shave that day (but it feels amazing)
  • almost always leads to more
  • him gripping your hips tightly and grinding you against his hard on
  • crescent moon marks from his nails when he’s gripping too hard
  • wondering lips
  • one minute he’s on your mouth and the next he’s down making out with your boob
  •  can’t stop once he’s started
  • so make sure the door is locked at all times


  • literally would want to make out everywhere
  • kitchen
  • living room
  • bedroom
  • bathroom
  • experienced af
  • really deep and meaningful kisses that leave you utterly dazed and cloudy headed
  • his fingers tangled in your hair as he pulls you closer
  • another hand slipping into the back of your pants so he can squeeze that little butt of yours
  • knowing exactly how to use that tongue
  • letting his mouth meander over to your neck
  • loves leaving marks all over your skin
  • making out is a great starter before oral for him
  • gets his mouth all warmed up for you
  • majority of the time leads to more but is cool just kissing for the entire night if that’s what you want


  • looks all innocent
  • yeah no, probably will tease the hell out of you with kisses
  • leaves a few pecks on your lips
  • then gives you a good ole deep one
  • then pulls away and keeps pulling out of your reach until your whining for his lips
  • gets hard as soon as you start whining
  • teasing immediately stops after that as he cups the back of your neck and kisses the fuck out of you
  • loves when you bite his lip
  • goes nuts when you let your hands find their way up his shirt
  • always lets his lips wonder to the base of your throat and collarbones
  • bite marks on those collarbones because the boy can’t resist
  • okay but for real…you doing like the dishes and him coming up and kissing the back of your neck all the done
  • fucking shivers omg I’m done with this boy


  • so with lips like his…he’s gonna be good at any damn kiss
  • closed mouth kisses
  • open mouth kisses
  • tongue kisses
  • kisses all over your body~
  • whines and groans when you bit his lip and suck on it
  • both of his hands cupping your face when the kiss is romantic
  • both of his hands cupping your butt or breasts when it’s heated.
  • tangled in one another on the bed, literally rolling from one side to the other as you take turns on top of one another
  • strong willed enough to end a heated make out session without more
  • but in all honesty he wants more
  • uses those lips to win you back over when you’re angry with him


  • in all honesty probably misses your lips half the time when he tries to kiss you
  • “I meant to kiss your eye Jagiya!
  • really hard bites while your kissing but it’s a total turn o
  • lots of fucking tongue with this one
  • tickles you or cracks a joke during a make out session
  • both of you laughing into each other’s mouth
  • having to take a break before getting right back into it
  • always leads to more with you two
  • has a ‘look’ in his eye when he wants to make out with you or feel your lips on his
  • turning into a moaning little shit when you’re working on his neck
  • same goes for you when he’s on your neck
  • his hands have zero chill
  • on the butt one second
  • then hips
  • then boobs
  • then your face
  • energetic kisses so most sessions or sloppier than they are gentle or romantic
  • they’re all great though so no complaints


  • I feel like it’d just be super tentative at first
  • takes his time to get a feel for things, especially when you first start getting intimate
  • extremely soft touches along with the soft kisses
  • once he’s warmed up though there’s no stopping him
  • loves making out on the bed so he can be hovering on top of you
  • also loves it when you straddle his hips though
  • loves making out with neither of you wearing tops
  • like in order to get that skin to skin connection
  • sucking on your lips and tongue
  • goes from 0 to 100 if he makes you moan while kissing him
  • gets hella proud and confident
  • tries lots of new things to see what things can make you moan and whine
  • remembers all of those things and improves them
  • has you worked up and horny after every make out session
  • so basically always leads to more
  • whispers complements and sweet nothings in your ear between kisses
  • but can also whisper dirty stuff


Written by Kendal from passionate-noona (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧