Maybe I should make a video on this… or maybe not… I’ve reached the point ajere I think people don’t even watch my videos anymore.
Is not like I don’t make it clear that I don’t want spoilers like this out there, or that this exact same spoiler was what caused this whole Problem I’m in right now.
It also doesn’t take more than 1 second of using of brain to be like “wait, I am uploading someone else’s work without permission. If I upload this I’m just getting views off something I didn’t do, and that the creator probably wants to keep as a secret”
But NOPE, these dumb donkeys that act like a human do not think about that. AND THEY THINK IS COOL! Like they’re being a hero or some shiz by uploading a video that got deleted!
I haven’t been able to progress in my animtion at all this week, because I feel so uninspired to do anything because of this. Between the copyrighr strike, between the constant re-uploads of a full minute of animtion of my next wpisode without permisions, between my really crapy health condition at the moment (which gets worse and worse out of stress) it just… feels like it defeated me.
Makes me think, if people are clearly not watching my videos that don’t have the word Glitchtale plastered on the title (because if they had they would’ve realised that I don’t want spoilers somewhere) Then … crap man, I’ll be able to keep up woth this job for like another year or two and then what. I’ll probably live under a bridge or something.
I’m sorry I’m ranting ONCE AGAIN about this whole issue, but I have no one to share this with and I feel like if I keep it to myself I’m gonna break down.
But I find this spoilers in a daily basis right now. And I don’t feel like a video will fix it, people just don’t care, or they’ll do it anywaus regardless because they think is funny.
I absolutely love your writing!!!
Would you make a Reggie x reader imagine, where the reader is a River Vixen and
the Vixens are practising outside when the reader gets a bodycheck from one of
the jocks because he full on goes for the ball… and then Reggie gets worried
and helps her to the nurse and stuff with a lot of fluff? I’m sorry if it’s a
I changed it a bit, but not too much because I wanted to do justice for your
request. Also I have 3 more to catch up now, so go ahead and send more requests
imagines you want me to do! I hope you like this one. Requests open now.
Reader is a River Vixen and her first encounter with Reggie is at Cheryl’s
party and second is when she get knocked out by a football and he takes her to
I think there may be a curse word in there.
Living in Riverdale, that’s a tale to tell. Life in a small
town, one would think that it would be like in the movies and TV shows. The
perfect quiet place with the perfect people.
It wasn’t, at least not anymore. It was quiet but the whispers
made their way around. It was quiet because it hid so many secrets and as for the
people we were far from perfect.
Although its imperfections you loved the place even though
you’d never actually confess it out loud.
Life was simple for you, you were a River Vixen in Cheryl’s
cheerleading squad, you were single, and your parents well they tried their
best to be updated on your life.
After the memorial pep rally for Jason you made your way to
Cheryl’s after party. You didn’t want to, but Cheryl was your friend and she
needed you now more than ever. You may have been viewed as popular because you
were a vixen, but you weren’t as stuck up as plenty of the other girls.
You made your way next to Betty and Veronica hopefully to
relax with them and ignore the whole scene. Suddenly Cheryl decided everyone
should play seven minutes in heaven.
You weren’t fond of these games especially because Cheryl
always tried to play some sort of angle, and she did.
“Okay, your turn (Y/N)”
Cheryl gave you a smirk after Chuck and some girl walked out of the closet.
“Fine” you mumbled as you spinned the bottle as it landed on
the one the only Reggie Mantle.
You sat there frozen
until Cheryl grabbed your hand and the guys pushed Reggie in the closet with
you and closed the door.
This encounter with Reggie made you a bit shy, you seen him before of course. He is the Captain of the football team, but this encounter it just felt different. and from the looks of it maybe this encounter would be different for him too.
“Uh, Hi” you spoke to Reggie who was staring at you as you
placed a bit of your hair behind your ear.
“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to” The tall
“What?” you questioned him, since you heard all the stories
about Reggie Mantle and secretly you had a thing for the football player “I
mean, I’m surprised is all.”
“Yeah I get it, you’ve heard the rumors, who hasn’t” Reggie
spat even though at that moment he wanted to kiss you. Ever since 8th
grade he had a thing for you, but rumors spread and he’d never thought he could
get a girl like you.
“I’m sorry, no I- uh” you felt bad, you’d never seen this side
of Reggie before. He looked vulnerable and that intrigued you even more.
It took every ounce of courage in your body to do what you did
You stepped closer to the handsome figure standing in front of
you, stood on your tippy toes and placed a kiss on his lips.
Reggie a bit shocked at first, but placed his hands around
your head and leaned in closer for the kiss. It was passionate, and a bit
sloppy at the end.
As you pulled apart you both fixed yourselves up and kept
looking into each other’s eyes.
Cheryl announced the time and opened the door and grabbed you
by the hand.
“Um, I’ll see you around” was the only thing you could get out
before Cheryl pulled you out.
Then her plan was back on track.
She made Veronica go in with Archie knowing it would bug
You felt bad for her so you reached your hand to hers.
“Hey Bets, I’m sorry about Cheryl she can be difficult, but
you know how she is” you whispered to the blonde.
“It’s fine” Betty stated with a sad smile.
“Congrats on making the squad” you said as you were
interrupted by Cheryl.
“TIMES UP LOSERS!” the red head spoke as she opened the closet
revealing Archie and Veronica.
It was too late though, Betty disappeared.
That was your call to leave the party as you gave a
disappointed look at Cheryl and you left the party.
You wanted to find Reggie and talk about the kiss, you had
feelings for him and now they were stronger than ever since the weekend. You
hadn’t seen him since the party and were hoping he would return those feelings
back. Hoping that maybe the last encounter was a good chance to start something with Reggie.
You were at River
Vixens practice the air a bit heavy between Ronnie and Betty, but you tried to
ignore it because it wasn’t your business and Cheryl had been bitchier about
“Hurry up idiots, we have to get these move down for the
homecoming game” Cheryl shouted “It’s bad enough we have to practice in the
field because they are fixing up the gym, just get into position girls.”
Since the party Betty had been ignoring Veronica and she
wasn’t doing the routines well and Cheryl made her watch. She was enjoying her vengeance against Betty even though she
had never done anything to her (only thing Betty did was be related to Polly;
the girl Jason was in love with).
“Okay Betty I can’t have you messing this up, right now so you
keep watch and maybe catch on” Cheryl spoke with a devilish smirk “Okay (Y/N)
you’re one of my best for pyramids so you are going to at the top, okay” and
you nodded as you made your way to the cheerleaders already beginning to form
As you made your way, your eye caught Reggie in practice and
he caught your eye too, and you smiled at each other not realizing you hadn’t
been paying attention until Cheryl called your name and you made your way to
As you finally reached the top of the pyramid you made your
hands into a V about to jump down when suddenly you lost balance as a football
hit your head and you crashed down.
All you heard were gasps and you couldn’t keep your eyes open
for long as all the girls surrounded you.
Although you were able to catch a glimpse of Reggie running
faster than you’ve ever seen him run.
“Shit (Y/N)” he spoke as he kneeled down to you and rested his
hand under you head and you tried to make an effort in getting up.
“No don’t, when you fall you’re not supposed to get up until
you feel better” Reggie proclaimed as your eyes were closed and you couldn’t
help but smile at his remark.
“Well I’m starting to feel better now” you retorted as you bit
your lip and caressed his cheek.
“I’ll take her to the nurse” Reggie told the girls as he
picked you up and you rested your head on his chest.
“But the nurse is close-” you heard Betty say as Reggie was
already walking away with you.
“You know she’s not wrong” you told Reggie as you wrapped your
arms around his neck.
“About?” the dark hair heartthrob asked.
“The nurse, it’s after school” you answered.
“I know, I’m taking you to my uncle’s clinic, you need to get
checked out that was a heavy fall” Reggie informed you as he rubbed his thumb
on your back which made the butterflies in your stomach go nuclear.
“That’s a bit far to walk don’t you think?” you heart was
beating a bit quicker, your eyes still closed because of the impact of the
grass, not knowing where you were heading but you trusted him.
“I have a truck you know, but if I didn’t I’d still walk” he
noted reaching to what you guessed was door and placed you gently to the passenger’s
seat as he made his way to the driver’s side.
You opened your eyes for a bit and saw it was and old model
truck and the front seat was all connected and there was only a bit of space in
the back which was only enough for his gym stuff and you laid yourself down and
placed your head on his lap and he drove away from the school.
“I thought you had a jeep” you decided to make conversation.
“I just fixed up this truck, I want to see how good it runs”
“So we could stay stuck somewhere and you just might have to
carry me to the doctor” you sarcastically answered.
“You have no faith in me” he pretended to be hurt as he
“I trust you, anyways, do you listen to music or-” he cut you
off turning up the radio.
You kept conversation until you arrived to the clinic and he
insisted on carrying you still and made his way inside.
“Tell my uncle I’m here, any rooms open?” he demanded to the
“Room three” she answered as Reggie opened the door that
separated the patients and the workers as he made his way to room three and
placed you on the examination bed.
“Well look who takes charge” you mocked as he took a chair on
your left side
“I can take charge”
“Really? Last I remember Mantle I kissed you” you revealed as
you turned your way to look at his reaction, but were interrupted by what you
guessed was his uncle.
“What happened Reggie? Oh” the man with a white coat was a bit
confused “I thought you got hurt boy, what seems to be the problem?”
“Oh I’m fine, (Y/N) took a football to the head at the top of
the cheerleading pyramid and fell” Reggie stood up to shake his hand.
“Okay” the man made his way to you flashing a small flashlight
in your eyes “So I’m checking for a concussion and maybe a sprain”
“Yes” Reggie spoke for you again.
“How bad was the fall?” The doctor asked placing his hands on
your ankles to see if you had a sprain.
“I’m not dead, but I can finally open my eyes” you sassed and
reacted to him putting pressure on your left ankle.
“You finally got one with a sense of humor didn’t you Reg?”
his uncle encouraged as Reggie blushed a bit.
“I’m trying” he claimed and this time you blushed “So is
anything too bad?” he asked making his way back next to you placing his hand on
your head stroking your hair.
“Oh no, you got pretty lucky here, just a bit more rest on your
head and you have a small sprain on your left ankle some medicine and you’re
all good” the man reported to you as he grabbed some bandages and placed it
tightly around your left ankle.
“Thank you sir” you told the doctor as he left the room.
You sat up the bed and tried to get up your legs still a bit
weak and Reggie caught you, his hands on your waist.
One of the best encounters yet you thought.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” you asked as you placed a
hand on his shoulder.
“Oh plenty” Reggie said with a smug look on his face as he
closed the proximity of your faces and sealed it with a kiss.
The first time they
kiss James feels like a toddler discovering a new world, eyes wide with the astonishment
of what it has to offer. He hopes that what he is doing is right - he has been
kissed many a times before, true, but never quite like this. It is as if he has
forgotten everything he knew before.
Thomas is all softness,
but demanding at the same time, guiding where James is unsure and yet molding
himself around him, instinctively adapting to James’ insecurity. James can feel
him smiling into the kiss when his arms come up to pull Thomas closer. It’s as
much daring as he can procure at the moment but it seems more than enough for
When they separate
again Thomas doesn’t step away, his hands staying on James’ shoulders. He says
nothing, simply smiles, and James feels something inside him give way as it never
“I never thought
you’d be such a chaste kisser,” Thomas laughs as James keeps planting
kisses between his shoulder blades. They are in bed, limbs entangled in their
sheets but leaving enough bare skin for James to spoil Thomas a little. “Miranda
didn’t teach you much, did she?”
James only snorts and
kisses Thomas’ back again, this time pulling a little with his teeth. Thomas’
skin tastes faintly of the previous night still, sweat and saltiness and that
soft taste that is Thomas’ own. Thomas grins but he wriggles a little close to
James, humming under his breath when the kisses grow longer and more forceful,
travelling down the entire length of his back.
tried to,” Flint finally murmurs and the deep laugh that it draws from
Thomas makes his chest vibrate. It always feels like a wave that’s enveloping
him, that sound of richness and warmth and he wants to feel himself surrounded
by it forever.
There is a beard on Thomas’
lips now and for a moment James asks himself once more if he isn’t dreaming all
this. But no - the rest of him feels still the same, as incredible as it seems.
It is still Thomas, beneath the grime and sweat and the scars, visible as well
as invisible, that have accumulated over the years apart. The familiarity makes
James’ heart ache, but it is a good ache, like that of a seed pushing its way
through what used to be a surface made of nothing but hard rock.
They are both more
hesitant and more forceful now, filled with incredulity that this is truly
happening. The first kiss is hesitant but grows more desperate and longing soon
- neither of them can quite believe that this will last yet, so used are they
to fate ripping their happiness out of their hands.
It takes years for them
to realise that this time, it truly won’t, that each kiss is a gift that can be
given over and over again. As many times as they want.
Jeremiah’s return “definitely brings up a lot of questions, that’s for sure,” executive producer Andrew Kreisberg told reporters at a recent screening. “Alex so wholeheartedly wants to believe that he’s absolutely right and that everybody should just jump in and trust him, no questions asked, just from the standpoint of being a daughter and not having seen him in so long.”
Kara, on the other hand, is a little more skeptical of her father’s activities, which “creates some friction and tension, especially between Kara and Alex just trying to navigate the road of figuring out what to do now.”
“It’s really hard,” Chyler Leigh says of her character’s combative moments with Kara. “When we’re done with the scene, I’m like, ‘I’m really sorry that I yelled at you. It’s just strange, but I love her so much.”
omg im in love with the parents headcanon one. i almost cried with the one for saeyoung. i dunno if you guys do these or not, but could you write like a small little ficlet sorta thing based on those hcs? like not a huge thing, maybe just with mc's mom??? pleaseeeee. sorry if im bothering you by asking. i just love all your posts
Aww, thanks so much! For those wondering, the anon is referencethis post. This ficlet is set after the secret ends, so beware of spoilers. :) Hope you like it!
Saeyoung offered to help with the dishes because he always thought it the proper thing to do. But, now that he was alone in the kitchen with MC’s mother, he wasn’t so sure about his decision.
MC’s mother smiled at him before handing him another dish to dry. “I cannot thank you enough. You seriously don’t have to help me.”
“Oh, no,” he replied. “I’m glad I can be useful somehow. You’ve been so kind so far…it’s the least I can do.”
Saeyoung smiled awkwardly. He tried thinking of another small talk topic, but his brain failed him. Luckily, MC came into the kitchen with more dishes. “Sorry to bring more dishes, but I noticed a lot of side dishes were added.” She looked pointedly at her mother.
Her mother smirked. “I noticed that you ate a lot of those side dishes.”
Saeyoung snorted, but bit his lip when MC glared at him. He could see where she got some of her sharp wit.
“Thank you for all of the food. It was very delicious.” Saeyoung slightly bowed.
The older woman lit up, turning to face him. “Actually, I made extra because I was going to send you and MC home with some.”
Saeyoung eyes widened when he looked at some of the food. “Oh I couldn’t take all of this food. Please don’t worry about me.”
“Thanks,” MC pressed a kiss to her mother’s cheek. “And please don’t listen to him. He barely eats anything but chips when he’s alone.”
He blushed and continued to dry the dishes. “Not all the time…” He muttered under his breath.
A few moments after MC left, her mother let out a soft sigh. “I don’t think your mother would like it if you accidentally starved.”
Saeyoung chuckled distastefully. “She actually did it on purpose.” He continued to wipe the dishes as if he said nothing wrong.
It wasn’t until he looked up to see the woman gaping at him did he realize his slip up. “Oh–ah–” he stammered, trying to amend his mistake. But, how could he? He awkwardly put the dish to the side and grabbed another. “I…didn’t have a good relationship with my mother.”
MC’s mother was silent for a moment before she smiled. She dried off her hands then pulled him into a hug. “If you ever need some motherly nagging, just call me. My trash always needs to be taken out.”
Saeyoung tensed before hesitantly returning the embrace. As a kid, he remembered seeing boys being held by their mothers at church. He remembered the twinge in his chest as he watched, only to return home to find his brother tied up with another bruise. He grew up thinking he would never receive any sort of parental affection. Even V and Rika, who he thought might treat him like that…they failed him. Yet now, this woman unknowingly gave him everything he dreamed of.
Still, he was shocked at the tears that stung his eyes. She pulled him back and lovingly patted his cheek. “So, you make sure you eat. Three meals a day, okay? And visit often.”
He nodded. “Yes, for you, of course.”
MC slid back into the kitchen. “Saeyoung, have you seen the time? We have to go–wait, were you cry–”
“Shh,” he pressed a finger to his lips.
Thankfully, MC didn’t ask any more questions then. Her mom sent them off with containers of food, her dad even gave Saeyoung and approving pat on the back, and now the couple was driving back to Rika’s apartment in his car.
“So,” MC said, casting him a glance. “What happened in the kitchen?”
A smile tugged on his lips and he shrugged. “I love your mom.”
But, by that logic wouldn't Chara be 113? is this something that will be explained or a mistake? just making sure here sorry if it's a spoiler, also, Chara's birthday if a almost a month later than mine and I know this is in the future but I am going to see them as younger than me now just because it's fun and you can't stop me.
Do whatever is fun for you anon! Though I wouldn’t consider you older than Chara unless you are over 36 or born before 1999…
(And just like the chairs being oversized in the kitchen, the mathematical disparity is no mistake.)
So I just got out of Beauty and the Beast. So here my opinion seeing as my family’s reaction is to say “you need to let other people have opinions to.” as they ignore me.
The opening scene. In fact it’s one of my favorites. The costumes are divine and the choreography is excellent.
The fight scene. OMG I couldn’t breath during the fight scene, every time I thought I stopped laughing I started again.
That one guy smiling when Madame Garderobe dressed him up. Little things make me happy okay. Leave my nb child alone.
Madame Garderobe. All time fave. She and her husband are adorable and my fave ship in this movie. Audra McDonald should have been cast as Belle. Yes I’m salty but that’s for the next part.
Agatha/the Enchantress. I enjoyed how she kept appearing throughout the film.
Gaston. Gaston is at the bottom of my list of villains (who I rank by song). But Luke Evans and the ensemble managed to make Gaston’s songs my favorite out of the movie.
Lefou. I will fight people for Lefou. He is my son now. The part in the ending where he gets to dance with another boy made my heart swell.
The jewelry they paired with the yellow dress was so pretty and I’ll take two ear cuffs please.
The Potts. I love how they showed the spell made Mr. Potts forget, but even then it was still farmilar
The spell. Yes 8/10 on the world building. The edits to the spell were👌👌👌
The cast. There are so many talented people and such diverse ages and skin colors and ugh I want that ensemble to show up at my funeral and sing me to eternal rest okay that ensemble needs an award.
Things that make me salty:
Emma Watson. This is gonna take a while. Look Emma I love you okay, you are a great Hermione but as Belle well you were missing a certain je ne sais quoi.
Namely stays. And to anyone who tries to tell me that stays or corsets are antifemist, all I can say is: Do you (expect women to) wear bras every day? Because what Emma Watson was doing was basically running around braless.
Honey every other woman on that set was wearing period accurate clothing right down to the underpinnings and the fact that you had a defined bust instead of a smooth front was very obvious. You stood out and not in a good way.
The yellow dress. *insert long line of expletives* GLITTER GLUE?! AND TEAR OFF SKIRT?? GO SIT IN A CORNER AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’VE DONE!!!!
The yellow dress isn’t all bad. It moves beautifully and the color is gorgeous.
I could see the zipper in almost every shot. The neckline didn’t lie right. What fabric did they use for the bodice? (Seriously this looks like the monstrosity The Play Moms tried to force me into back in 5th grade.) The glitter glue was as obvious as the lack of stays; (I don’t even give a shit about the panniers that almost every other woman was wearing; just are you kidding me with the stays.) Especially next to the gorgeous embroidery on pretty much ever other costume. The tiers are the completely wrong era and the the silhouette is ridiculously modern.
And then she rode off in her formal attire. And RIPPED THE SKIRT OFF!!!! I’m sorry but as someone who is personally handstitching an authentic 18th century outfit FUCK YOU DO YOU KNOW THAT’S MONTHS OF WORK??!!!! AND WORTH ABOUT AS MUCH AS BELLE’S ENTIRE HOUSE???!! Belle would have known that. Clothing was handmade and a lot more expensive so formal wear wouldn’t have been worn on a ride through the forest!
you have a movie where every one is gorgeously costumed in fairly accurate garb and then your heroine looks like you bought all her costumes at a Halloween Express.
Emma Watsons singing. She’s not bad. But next to everyone one else she’s obviously an amateur (also her technique made me want to scream. Your mouth needs to be rounded not flattened). Seriously I could have done better.
In case you couldn’t tell I wouldn’t have cast Emma as Belle. Nope. Audra is my Belle it is mycanon.
That Lumiere and Cogsworth weren’t a couple.
Cursed!Mrs.Potts and Chip are gonna give me nightmares just saying.
Why was everyone speaking with a British accent? They’re French? In France? Speaking French? Like they didn’t even have her be born in England and move to France nope evidently England conquered France when we weren’t looking and everyone in France now speaks with a British accent.
In the end it was an enjoyable movie. I would watch it again. But I’m SO tempted to start doing historical costume out of spite.
Man I keep thinking about how we thought about Takenaka before VS how we think now.
Like at first we were on guard and thought he was kinda annoying, mean, and out to call people out with telepathy, but heck!!!
He!!! Is!! A Precious Son!!!! He just wanted some friends and have a good time!!!! He’s awkward and gets embarrassed!!!! He’s doing his best to create good memories!!! Despite having not the best childhood experience, he’s rational and isn’t out for revenge!!!!
Aaaaand he is part of the Esper Squad sorry I don’t make the rules.
Everyone saying there was no consent from Magnus… Man, this is just fucking annoying at this point. I think we actually have a quite good picture of Magnus’ character and no way in hell 300 years old warlock who’s basically the loudest voice of reason in the show and has lots of experience with relationships wouldn’t have stopped Alec if he hadn’t want him. Like??? I bet if you got the actual sex scene, you wouldn’t be complaining about the fact that Magnus didn’t articulate “i give you my consent” (also HOW THE HELL DO YOU IMAGINE THIS GOING, HOW THE HELL WOULD THEY WRITE THAT IN THE SCRIPT SO IT STAYS NATURAL, PEOPLE DON’T JUST RANDOMLY SAY THIS WHILE GETTING THE HEAT ON, BODY LANGUAGE IS ENOUGH OF THE CONSENT). Some of you also seem to misinterpret Magnus’ hesitation. He wasn’t saying that he is not ready to have sex with Alec, he was saying that he’s scared that HE is rushing ALEC. Like imagine having a boyfriend with 17k exes, most of whom he probably had sex with, THIS IS A LOT, makes you wanna “stand up to the expectations”. Come onnnn. This is Malec, not a random virgin hook up. It’s been coming for a while now. Just let them get some and stop making a big deal out of nothing. You KNOW it was consensual. This time it’s not Alec who was overthinking this, it’s you.
I swear to God, JR! For real. You can make me ship Jackson with Miller out of f***ing nowhere. I'll ship Murphy/Raven. I see Roan's flirtations with Clarke (sorry, I just do). I was 10 seconds away from being like, "Well, guess Jasper's gonna sleep with Harper" (loved that Monty stayed though). But WHY THE HELL CAN'T BELLARKE FLIRT???????????? Or touch. Or anything. That damn man and the writers room are insufferable. That's right. I said it. Elizabeth Bennet style.
Oh my god. I have to go to bed, I can’t answer any more right now, but you threw it down,
If you want to listen to a song while reading this fic, I recommend RIXTON “Hotel Ceiling.” I practically wrote this whole thing while listening to it on loop :’)
SUMMARY: Namjoon writes you a song, just for the both of you.
WARNING: Death (tbh my warnings are pretty much just spoilers. sorry~)
WORD COUNT: 1,581
silently, following the trail of the ink as it dances across the paper. The
words slip out endlessly and find themselves etched into the notebook. There’s
so much he wants to say to you, so much he wants you to know. And even though
he knows you’ll never hear them now, he can’t stop pouring his heart out onto
It wasn’t as
if he could change what happened that day. He didn’t have the power to do
something like that. But that didn’t stop him from beating himself up over what
happened to you.
Oh, what he
would do to hear your voice again, to see you again, to have you back here by
his side. He knew it was a hopeless dream, but it was a dream nonetheless.
He turned to look at you running
towards him with the wind and rain blowing your damp hair into your face. He felt
a smile tugging at the corner of his lips; you’ve never looked more beautiful. The
cars were zooming by, the lights were flashing, the sound of the rain drowned
his ears. But all that he noticed was you. He stayed still, just watching, as
you finally caught up to him. His heart fluttered as his eyes met yours.
“Y/N,” he breathed out quietly.
You reached out for his hand, and he
let you take it. Your fingers wove together as if your hands were made to fit
each other perfectly.
I'm worried about Soma and how he will survive without Agni. Thoughts?
Yes, I’m worried about him, too. And I feel so sorry for him. Agni was very important to him. And having to experience him being killed while Soma is unable to do anything must be even more terrible.
And now without Agni he doesn’t have anyone to protect him anymore and to be his company in England. Sure, he still has friends from Weston and then there’s also Ciel. But there’s no one like Agni who really cared for him and who Soma could trust completely. ;_;
I really hope that Ciel will be there for Soma now. Ciel knows how it is to lose loved ones so I hope he can understand what Soma must be going through right now and that he can be a real friend to Soma. But I’m worried since Ciel isn’t the emotional type and I’m not sure if he can handle such a situation. Knowing Ciel he will be all about finding out who did this and taking revenge which might not be what Soma needs right now. But who else is there who Soma could turn to? He’ll also need protection since there’s a possibility that the attackers will come back to finish what they started. But first and most important, he’ll need a friend.
Soma was always such a cheerful person. It pains me to see him so desperate and broken. T_T
I am still on such a roll, if anyone has any Voltron prompts they want done please send them. I am eager to write right now.
Pidge and Keith fix it, cause why not (aka Christmas Lion Friends)
Season Two Voltron spoilers ahead.
“Do you have ears?”
Keith glanced over at Pidge in
utter bewilderment, fingers pausing over the keyboard he was typing on. “What?”
Pidge flushed and ducked her head,
toeing the ground. “Um…ears. Like…Galra ears…”
She trailed off at his look and her
face fell, hands flying up to rest in front of her chest. “Wait, quiznak, I’m
sorry, Keith, that’s…that’s personal. I…”
Pidge wrinkled her nose and turned.
“I’m sorry, I’ll-”
“I don’t know,” he answered with a
She looked at him over her
shoulder, eyes wide, and he gave her a reassuring smile, sinking down into his
seat and clasping his hands together. “It’s…I don’t know anything about my
past,” he said softly, watching as she scurried over and sat at his feet, eyes
wide and calculating behind her glasses. “But…you can ask. If you want. I don’t
want to make you uncomfortable, is all.”
Pidge raised an eyebrow, looking
confused. “Why would you make me uncomfortable?
I should have thought before asking that, it was insensitive.”
Keith stared at her for a moment,
at her genuine curiosity, and he relaxed a little. “You’re not…uncomfortable?”
Pidge wrinkled her nose. “Is this
about Allura?” she asked, aware she was treading on touchy waters. “Because I’m
not her, Keith. Frankly, this is really cool to me, and I’m just interested to
know if you have any of their characteristics. Like, would you grow fur? Or claws? Could you fight without a sword? Do you have the ears?”
Keith burst into laughter, grin
wide, and Pidge started giggling right after him. “Sorry,” she managed to
laugh. “I think they’d be kind of adorable.”
He shot her a glare and she
dissolved into even more laughter, face flushed. “Sorry.”
Keith shook his head. “Don’t
apologize,” he said sincerely. “It’s…weird, right now. I don’t feel any different, just more…understanding,
Pidge calmed down and nodded
thoughtfully, studying him with an intelligent gaze that was far beyond her
years. “What are you going to do?”
“Defeat Zarkon,” Keith answered
instantly, as if it was a no brainer. “And then…maybe join you, help you find
Matt and your dad, search for my own family while we do it.”
Pidge gave him a warm smile. “I’d
be glad to have your help.”
He grinned and leaned forwards on
his knees, casting his eyes to the ground. “If you…I mean, if you have
questions…I won’t mind answering them, if I know the answers.”
Pidge reached up and settled a hand
on his forearm, gaze serious. “And if you need help with this, with anything, I’m
here for you.” She glanced over her shoulder, at the rest of the consoles in
the room, and then back at him. “All four of us are, you know that…right?”
Her face was anxious, and Keith
reassured her by settling his hand over hers. “I do. Thank you, Pidge.”
Summary/Request: Your friend dares you to give Jungkook a blow job and ride him when you’re sitting on the couch together, you end up cuddling and a few confessions are there to be made. Maybe they end in sex spoiler alert they do
A/N: I am so sorry I haven’t written in ages, I just can’t do it as easily anymore and I promised this like 2 weeks ago but now for Jungkooks birthday I have finally finished writing this, thank you for everyone who is still here reading my shit. Here it is finally, the part where they finally discuss what needed to be discussed.
Pairing:Reader X Jungkook
Word count: 2.3 k
felt like something was tickling your face as you shifted around in
bed. Mornings really weren‘t your thing and you didn‘t want to
get up just yet. You sleepily opened your eyes and a ray of sunshine
peeked through the curtains, hitting your face. You squinted before
shutting your eyes again, wanting to fall back to sleep for a while.
But when you were about to turn onto your other side you noticed the
arm that was draped around your waist. It took you a while to recall
all memories of last night since you still were in a half asleep
state. But then it hit you. Your eyes flew open as you whispered oh
shit under your breath, carefully turning to the other side.
were you in bed next to your best friend Jungkook. Was he even your
best friend? You didn‘t know anything anymore. His face looked
beautiful and peaceful when he was asleep. Did you have a crush on
him? Or did you really just like the feeling of cuddling someone in
the morning so your mind played tricks on you. You remembered his
last words before you fell asleep last night.
can discuss any details tomorrow.“
about what? Why you suddenly asked him if you could give him a
blowjob? Why you two fucked afterwards? Or why he decided to cuddle
up next to you to sleep?
shifted around as well and when he wanted to pull you up against him
he realised you weren‘t in your initial position anymore. He
groaned a bit before opening his eyes to look at you.
ran down your spine at his low, gravelly morning voice. Jungkook
turned on his back to stare at the ceiling as his fingers brushed
through his disshelved hair. You still looked at him from the side as
he continued doing that. When he noticed you staring at him he
stopped and looked at you.
you sleep well?”
it was one of the best nights sleep you’d gotten in a long time,
snuggled up against him, feeling protected by his strong arms around
felt like a little bit too cheesy right now so you just nodded your
are you blushing?”
just laughed at you, not feeling like teasing you anymore. It felt
awkward laying there like that with so many questions still open. You
really love this light, sweet morning talk but I can’t really do it
before we haven’t talked about what happened.”
turned to his side to face you and answered with a way too serious
you asked me out of the blue if I could teach you how to give a
blowjob, then things got really heated up and we fucked on the couch
and then I carried you upstairs to the bed and decided you should
sleep by my side since you couldn’t run away anyways. Are your legs
could feel the blush on your cheeks. Why did he always had to be so
blunt, this was the downside to being best friends with him for
years, he would just say everything straight to your face.
that means you still can’t run away.”
looked at him questioningly
before he pulled you in his embrace and
looked down at you.
don’t know if you could really call this perfect timing or if this
reaches up to your high movie like standards, but over the last few
months I learnt to love you more than just as
my best friend and I didn’t know wether to tell you or not cause I
didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”
say this can’t reach up to my movie high standards but this is
pretty much the most cliché sweet love story thing ever.”
just confessed to you, you can’t tell me off for being too cliché
playful frustration had you laughing before you realised you had to
actually say something to him.
we can’t be together.”
looked like his heart just shattered, like a puppy you kicked out of
the way, so you quickly continued your sentence.
would never ever let me hear the end of it, she has been trying to
get us together for months now.”
relief on his face was visible when he realised you didn’t properly
turn him down. Yet at least.
I had told her and wanted her to find out if I have an actual chance
with you before I do anything stupid and end up ruining or
she knew all along? Whenever she made a stupid joke about us crushing
on each other she knew it would happen?”
that mean your crushing on me?”
stupid smirk spread over his face as you froze in your movement. Were
didn’t you show me any signs of it so I could’ve judged my
didn’t know myself!”
were blushing like hell again as you spoke I a very quiet voice.
morning when I woke up and felt your arm around me.”
sighed over dramatically.
took you a damn long time to realise, Emily knew it way before you.”
turned slightly so you were face to face with him again and put on a
fake annoyed expression.
are we always talking about Emily here I thought this was about us
crushing on eachoth-”
you could even finish your sentence Jungkook had put a hand on your
neck and pulled you towards him, pressing his lips onto yours in a
gentle kiss. You quickly got over your initial surprise a closed your
eyes, leaning into the kiss as his other hand went to support your
waist, his thumb drawing tiny circles on them. The kiss deepened
quickly as Jungkook pulled you over his lap so you were straddling
him. Your hands curled around his neck as good as possible, playing
with the ends of his hair whilst he held your body close to his.
After a while you pulled away to catch your breath looking down at
want to make this official before we continue.”
name*, will you be my girlfriend from now on?”
I will Jeon Jungkook.”
then we will celebrate that right now.”
pushed you over so you were the one laying on the mattress and he was
hovering over you.
about your parents?”
you are concerned they will hear us, they are both at work right now,
if you are scared about telling them we’re a couple now, they were
shipping us harder than Emily was for sure.”
to laugh thinking about telling people you were finally together
after everyone tried desperately to get you two to date. You linked
your hands behind his neck before you carefully pulled him down into
a kiss. But Jungkook was having none of you being careful and gentle.
His kisses turned rougher and his hands were tangled into your hair
whilst he grinded his hips into yours until you let out a soft moan.
His lips wandered from your mouth to your jawline, then kissing his
way down to your neck. When he found your soft spot from yesterday,
he decided to suck a hickey right next to it. He pulled away to tug
at the hem of his white shirt you were wearing to pull it over your
head. You lifted your arms so he could easily pull it over your head
and continue planting kisses over your collarbones. When he finally
wraps his lips around one of your nipples and starts sucking gently
your back arches off the bed with a moan of his name. He rubs the
other nipple gently between his fingers as he continues to suck on
what? What do you want me to do baby?”
started blushing. You knew exactly what you wanted and he did too but
you couldn’t say that out loud. After all Jungkook had been “just”
your best friend for such a long time that it’s quite hard to
suddenly ask him to touch you in this way. But Jungkook was just messing with you, even without your answer his fingers travelled up your
thigh till he reached your soaked panties. Slowly he started rubbing
your clit through the panties.
know it’s pretty satisfying how you were always telling me I would
never get a girlfriend and now you’re laying here, dripping wet,
and I haven’t even started properly.”
about you stop being so cocky and do it then?”
you another of his stupid smirks before he hooked his fingers in your
panties and pulled them down your legs in one swift motion. You
blushed, feeling so much more exposed than you did yesterday. He felt
you stiffening up a bit and he bent down again to place a gentle kiss
on your lips, letting his hands wander all over your body.
worry, you look gorgeous baby.”
lips nibbled at the shell of your ear, distracting you from his
fingers until he pressed them against your clit and rubbed it in
quick circular motions. A loud moan of his name escaped your lips as
he continued with his pace. Your hands tangled in his hair whilst he
kissed down your body again until he reached your hips and pulled
away. He stopped his fingers and looked in your eyes, the shit eating
grin still on his face. His fingers slowly travelled a bit lower till
he reached your opening and you nodded to give him the consent. He
pushed one finger inside and twisted it upwards, reaching your spot
perfectly. You moaned as he decided to add another finger and pick up
the pace a bit. Your hands scrunched up the sheets since you couldn’t
reach his hair anymore. You were close to reaching your high when he
suddenly decided to wrap his lips around your clit. Your hands flew
back to his hair as you let out whimpers and moans mixed with his
name. He added a third finger to stretch you out a bit and picked up
his pace even more. Thats when you came undone. Tiny stars danced
behind your closed eyelids as Jungkook held you down firmly so you
had to take it all. He rode your orgasm out fully and only pulled
away when you were whimpering and trying to push his head away. He
crawled back up to kiss you passionately.
sure can get used to you moaning my name.”
voice was low and raspy at your ear and you could feel his bulge
pressing against your bare thigh. You gave him a nudge to signalise
you wanted to flip him over since you could’ve never done it on
your own. He let you turn him on his back and watched you straddling
him with curious eyes. You grinded on him still through his boxers
and his face crunched up.
really not the time to tease me right now.”
slid your hands over his chest and abs until you reached the hem of
his boxers and peeled them down. You lowered yourself back onto his
lap and started grinding again. This time you smirked down onto him
as his voice was a bit shaky when he tried to suppress a moan.
much as I love you riding me, I really want to show you how good it
feels when I am in control.”
flipped you both back so you were lying underneath him, the tip of
his dick ran teasingly along your dripping wet folds. You whimpered,
still sensitive from your previous orgasm.
surprised at your bold words this time, but he didn’t waste any time
to push inside of you. Agonizingly slowly he pushed his dick inside,
stretching you out nicely. He gave you a moment to adjust, until you
wiggled your hips impatiently, trying to get him to move again. He
pushed all the way out just to slam back in and you let out a loud
moan. The rhythm he picked up was hard and fast from the beginning
and he made sure to hit your spot wth every thrust. His mouth was
onto yours kissing you messily and wandering around your neck to
plant lots of kisses there. You hands were tangled up in his hair
again, pulling at it slightly as your back arched of the mattress
when he lifted your hips to get a better angle.
c-can’t hold it any longer, I-I’m too close.”
know baby, just let go.”
few more thrusts he had pushed you over the edge. Your walls clenched
around him repeatedly and it didn’t take long until he came as well.
High pitched moans of his name mixed with low grunts of your name as
he made sure to ride out both of your orgasms completely.
you laid there on your backs for a while, panting, just staring at
the white ceiling. Until you heard the key turn in the lock of the front door and a minute
later Jungkooks mum greeting you loudly.
my god we are so fucked.”
up and get dressed quickly Jungkook.”
tried to get up off the bed and find some clothes, preferably your
own ones, to wear before Mrs Jeon came to look after you. Jungkook
crossed his arms behind his head as he watched with a cocky grin how
you standing up ended in you giving up on standing on your sore and
wobbly legs and falling back on the bed. You pouted.
laughing at me.”
off the bed, not before planting another kiss on your lips, and got
you some clothes.
can’t wear your clothes to greet your mum that would be so
gotta tell her anyways and now get dressed before she’s here.”
Can you do hc/minific of MC having severe anxiety and having an anxiety attack when seven is in the apartment with her? Thanks!
Of course anon, sorry this took a while. I tried to make this one flow with the plot as well as I could, I hope you like it~
WARNING: SPOILERS for Seven’s route. ANGST.
As unpredictable as Seven was, what surprised you the most about him was how uncannily quiet he could be.
You had thought that as soon as he entered the apartment he would be making jokes and pulling pranks, laughing as if the very universe were funny. But he just sat there, typing away at his computer, hardly glancing up. Of course, there was the bomb to think of, and the hacker, and V’s absence, but you thought that he’d try to make more jokes to compensate for all this. You didn’t think his spirit could be broken so easily.
You stood in the kitchen, quietly eating one of the sandwiches Seven made – peanut butter and jelly, not that it mattered – when he finally acknowledged you. Or, to be precise, he turned to you and said, “Stop staring at me, MC. I’m trying to work.”
He had been so cold to you this past while. You thought he’d had feelings for you, just as you had feelings for him, but then he shut himself off completely, going so far as to yell at you when you tried to help.
You didn’t know what you had done to deserve his cruelty. You had tried to help him, you had listened to him tell you about his problems, and in return he had made you some fucking sandwiches and told you to go away so he could work.
Tears formed in your eyes and started to trail down your cheeks. You were hardly aware of them until one plopped onto your sandwich, the sandwich Seven made after he told you to stop trying to be kind to him, that he didn’t have feelings for you, and that you should leave him alone.
Your chest got tighter until you could barely breathe. Your fingers grasped the countertop, your tearstained cheeks heaving as you gasped for air. Did he really like you at all? Or did he hate you all this time, pretending to like you so you could help him find the hacker?
You clamped your hand over your mouth and sank onto your knees. You tried to stop breathing so loudly, because Seven would hear and then he would know, and then he would hate you even more for being so weak. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, and you felt like the bits of sandwich you just ate would come hurtling out of your body any second.
“MC! MC, what’s going on?” Seven had gotten up from his computer, coming around to the kitchen where you were kneeling on the floor. Seeing you like this, your chest heaving, tears streaming down your face, shocked him.
“Why are you so mean to me?” You croaked out feebly. “I’ve tried so hard to help you, I’ve supported you, I gave you space when you said you needed it, so what did I do to deserve this?”
He knelt in front of you, the beginnings of tears glistening in his eyes. “I’m so sorry MC,” he whispered. “I thought it would hurt you less if I told you I didn’t care, I thought you would just move on and forget me.”
“Forget you? Seven… even if I didn’t like you, you have to admit, you’re not very forgettable,” you said.
Seven laughed, a light, cheerful sound to chase away the gloom in your mind. “You’re the one who’s sad, yet here you are, cheering me up. What did I ever do to deserve you?”
He knelt beside you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you into his warm chest. You remained tangled up in each other in the middle of the kitchen until your chest felt a little lighter and breathing became a lot easier.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I never should have been cruel to you, never ever,” he murmured, kissing you on the forehead. “From now on, I will protect you from everything, even myself, like a true Defender of Justice would!”