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My mothers reaction to episode 1 and 2

“Why is he crying… no child you did your best don’t be upset I’m sure your mother will be proud”

“What a terrible mother not encouraging her child”

“Oh my….I like the silver haired man”

“Why don’t we ever make pork cutlets *yells to my father* Joseph can we have some

“oh lord That silver haired man being naked…I think I’ll like this show”

“They shouldn’t be calling him piggy that’s cruel”

“Wait they are both named Yuri?”

“Why are they calling him Yurio?”

“I don’t like that blonde one, he’s stepping on that sweet young man”

“Tell me everything about you, oh my….I like where this is going”

*grabs my hand “they end up together right?…..why won’t you tell me”

“We are getting up to watch episode three tomorrow”

So there has been some hate on Gem Harvest

But let me just tell you what a gem this episode was

(pun coincidental)

I know we all would have loved a heavy episode special involving Homeworld, Jasper or Bismuth.

And I think we all didn’t quite know how to feel about ending up with Andy instead.

A character that is racist

sexist

is against immigrants

is against unmarried relationships

is anti-vegetarian

is against hippies

and is just in general this angry, shouting, republican stereotype

But that’s what’s so great about him appearing in this show.

Especially at this time

Becuase we have a lot of negative feeling towards republicans at the moment.

A lot of people see them just as stubborn, anti-social, people filled with nothing but hate.

We see them as people that cannot be reasoned with and only care about themselves.

And truth be told, there are some bad people out there.

And some of them are republicans.


But there are also people out there who are just afraid of change

People who feel left behind be those who have allowed change

People who have trouble letting go of the familiar, the past, and obsolete things

And we learned that if those people are given kindness, love and reassurance

they might leave behind their rigid, hateful demeanor

and allow change and love to have a place in their life

a klance/side-shallura fic idea I’ve been holding onto for months but I Can’t Write so I’ll just post this:

Shiro teases Lance about his obvious crush on Keith, but Lance quickly throws it back by teasing him about Allura. The two end up making a bet to see who can ask out their crush first. Lance struggles a little at first because the person who knows Keith best is Shiro, whom he can’t advice or anything. 

Keith ends up asking out Lance first. Lance is thrilled and wants to announce his victory, but Keith tells him he doesn’t want anyone to know yet, especially Shiro (Keith is shy and just wants their new relationship to be private for a bit). Lance doesn’t tell Keith about the bet.

So Lance not only has to pretend that he and Keith aren’t together, but he also has to pretend to Shiro that he’s still trying to win by flirting at Keith, the person that’s also pretending like he wants nothing to with Lance.

Shiro thinks he’s winning. Hunk, Pidge, and Coran spectate. Keith is a little angry because he thinks Lance is trying to blow their secret. Lance is dying. 

(When Shiro finds out, he insists that the bet is a draw because Keith asked first and not Lance)

more texts for you bitches [pt 2]

angsty af texts

[text]: I’m not talking about this with you anymore I am so mad
[text]: So you decide to treat me better AFTER you break up with me…yeah, no. Not gonna happen. Lay off.
[text]: FYI telling a person to calm down is about the LEAST productive thing one could do!
[text]: Do you seriously have that little respect for me?
[text]: You’re a piece of shit.
[text]: Take a hint – I want nothing to do with you.
[text]: I hate that bitch.
[text]: I don’t think this is how you treat someone you love
[text]: You have to take me back. Please.
[text]: I don’t like to leave loose ends and I realized I needed to live up to my own problems and insecurities.
[text]: It’s like you didn’t even realize what you said was immensely fucked up.
[text]: I also broke up with my [boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other] tonight
[text]: What does it say about my self-esteem if I continue this?
[text]: I just don’t really feel like being your secret.
[text]: I just feel like no matter what I say it’s not correct
[wrong number text]: I think I’m gonna break up with [your muse]…I’m done.
[wrong number text]: [Your muse] just pissed me off so much.

flirty af texts

[text] Well, let me fuck you while I make potatoes. It’s every girl’s dream.
[text]: I’m sorry I asked to make out with you last night
[text]: So you don’t remember asking if you could kiss me?
[text]: Is it gay if I had sex with a guy during a threesome?
[text]: You have to love more than my vagina to be boyfriend material
[text]: I get nervous saying so in person, but I thought you were pretty adorable
[text]: Good morning. It’s [your muse’s name], the cutie you met on Tinder.
[text]: If we’re both single by the time we’re 30, let’s elope.
[text]: You’re not single, are you?
[text]: I want to have sex in my car again before I put the car seat back in
[text]: Here’s an unsolicited pic of my tits, because you almost died last night.
[text]: Speaking of lightening speed, he ate me out while I was watching The Flash. If that’s not winning at life idk what is
[text]: Hey so I was thinking, would you like to grab a drink this weekend?
[text]: We just had sex in the shed while having a conversation about cheeseburgers…so that’s how my Thursday is going
[wrong number text]: Do you think [your muse] would say yes if I asked them out for drinks?
[wrong number text]: Holy crap [your muse] is fucking hot
[wrong number text]: To quote Rachel Green, [your muse] is so pretty, I could cry
[wrong number text]: I could never talk to [your muse] … [he/she/they] is so cute I’d be so embarrassed.

friendship af texts

[text]: You didn’t choose the taco life. The taco life chose you.
[text]: Your Snapchat story was solely footage of stray cats and whiskey shots
[text]: I’m eating pizza in the bathtub
[text]: I got high with a cute stranger. But [he/she/they] has a [boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other]. Sad.
[text]: Dude [he/she/they] must have been cute to get you to smoke with [him/her/them]!
[text]: If he’s into you and he’s got a girlfriend, what does that say about his character?
[text]: I’ve been out with this guy twice and no kiss!
[text]: I’ll eat brunch alone. No ones good enough when you’re not around
[text]: Anyone coming over I expect to be here by 8. There’s cake.
[text]: I’m masturdating. Going out alone! For fun.
[text]: Is it rude to send him a “Happy Birthday I Hope You Finally Get an STD” text?
[text]: Some guy tried to give me a high five out here and when I denied him he called me ugly
[text]: Please stop putting yourself down I hate when you talk badly about yourself
[text]: If you’re having problems, don’t worry about mine. You’re your own priority.
[text]: You should just dump [him/her/them] and move on.
[text]: I’ve had so many people in like the past week tell me they were closing on or saving for a house…I’m just like, have fun with that
[text]: You might have a house but I just spent hundreds of dollars on highlights so who’s really winning here
[text]: He was so cute, it was a shame it didn’t work out. I loved his face and his penis
[text]: You also look amazing in that pic I can’t stop looking at it lmao
[text]: As soon as I saw [he/she/they] asked me out for drinks, I was like aw fuck
[text]: Your mom is drunk at the bar

anonymous asked:

also what do you think was going through evens mind when he saw them making out? /post/155598845063/nalle-you-need-to-give-it-up-had-about-enough

Actually, @shameforskam wrote some really excellent tags on a post I wrote about that episode. So, I want to start with those because I need to talk about Isak in order to talk about Even (this starts with the Sonja reveal at the end of 2.10 going into 3.10):

#i always viewed his reaction to sonja as him telling himself #everything was fake just me being the fucked up person i am #but he already knows he’s gay #he can’t really avoid it #just try and convince himself he’s not /that/ gay and can hide it #so that’s why he goes back to emma #because he does act like he’s interested in emma #he flirts with her and makes her think he’s interested #and then the pregame happens #and he just wants to avoid even because even reminds him of all the things he can’t hide forever #he stares at him when he walks in because he can’t help it #he’s gone for him #but it’s also a challenge #like you are fucking with my mind i don’t think you realize but you are and i kinda hate you #and he’s like fuck i can’t keep being gay for you because you have a girlfriend and are therefore /not attracted to guys/ #because isak has a very narrow view of sexualities #i don’t think he registers multiple gender attraction identities as a thing #(because he doesn’t have that) #so he kisses emma to try and block everything out #block even out #be straight #and then even fucking interrupts them #and his face is just #fuck oh my god leave me alone #i’m trying to forget you #and then all the rest of shit in the post happens (shameforskam)

I totally agree, that’s exactly how I see the look between them. They can’t keep their eyes off each other and Isak kind of hates that. 

Even has a girlfriend and this is all going fucking nowhere and he feels like a idiot for getting caught up in this in the first place. So he visibly says ‘fuck this’ and chugs his beer and leans over to hook up with Emma and forget. And I think Even very well picks up that ‘fuck this thing with you’. And since he does like Isak, he’s not gonna let that stand. He’s not going to let himself be blocked out and forgotten. He won’t let Isak do that at all this episode: he tries to kiss Emma but Even comes crashing in, he closes his eyes to block him out on the dancefloor but Even stays to be with him, he refuses to meet his eyes but Even keeps moving closer and closer… Even does not let Isak let go of him.

…plus, I think Even does feel a bit of rivalry with Emma. She crashed their first meeting and refused to be pushed out, she’s pursuing this boy he’s a thing for since the first day of school and she’s just blithely going for it without any of strings tangling him up. So I do think there’s some pure jealousy in Even plopping himself down onto that couch and getting between them.

Salut mes amis! XD

I’ll tell you a story….

Once upon a time, there was an egoistic, czech artist electrixxx, who decided to draw something halloween AFTER halloween…  Yeah, what a rebel!

Ehmmm….okay, I’m serious now. When I was thinking what to draw, I realized I didn’t draw anything halloween themed! And when I thought about it, I imagined Cat Noir as princess…and it ended up Cat Noir singing Let it go…Yeah, now you probably realized how crazy I am. So what… XD :3

Talked to Ghost Girl again. We were both very tired so not much was said, but I showed her some wasp parts under the microscope.

Her: “Tell me something boring. I want to be bored to sleep.”
Me: “Alright. What do you want to know about?”
Her: “I don’t know. Something boring.”
Me: “Well… that’s pretty subjective. Do you want to hear about the history of different kinds of Puritan tombstone iconography? The meaning and evolution of different symbols used on grave markers by early Puritan colonists.”
Her: “No, that sounds too interesting. I’d stay awake for that.”
Me: “Seriously?! No one has ever said ‘that sounds interesting’ when I brought up Puritan tombstone iconography.”
Her: “Hurry up and think of something boring.”

I ended up reading her to sleep again… the same story I read her last night. She didn’t make it three pages in before I heard her snoring.

Early Morning Cuddles | Spencer Reid

Title: Early Morning Cuddles
Author: Clara
Character: Spencer Reid
Warnings: nightmare mention
Prompt: anon: “could i request “you came to room at 4am, to cuddle?” with my boi spencer reid please? i love your guys’ writing! 💓”
Note: This is p much the first time I’ve written for Spencer so it would be awesome if yall could tell me what you think!

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Shots Out the Grammy

Prompt: In which Mr. Daveed Diggs takes you home after endless amounts of “shots out the grammy”.

(Yikes, was that cheesy?)

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x reader

Y/N: My longest fic yet. I gotta be honest, I didn’t know how to end this, and you can kinda tell the story got away from me about halfway through writing it. It’s not my best work, but I hope y’all still liked it! Let me know what ya think and keep those likes coming! “A Day Off” will be updated next!


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You were in trouble.

You felt hot, and the room wouldn’t stop spinning.

You hear choruses of “Shots out the Grammy!” and you groan. That very phrase was the reason why you couldn’t raise your head from the cool surface of the bar.

Hamilton won a freaking Grammy.

The months of non-stop practicing and late night vocal sessions finally paid off. Hamilton was getting the recognition it deserved and you were proud to be part of the ensemble. The cast and crew dedicated tonight to celebrate since there were no shows the following day.

“No babe! No more drinking!”

From the corner of your eyes, you see Anthony wrestle a cocktail out of Jasmine’s hands. She lets out a noise of protest and flings herself against him to take back the glass.

“Give it back!” she yells, her voice slurred.

Anthony laughs and places the drink next to you. “I think you’re done for the night Jazz.” He grabs her arm and leads her to a seat beside you.

“Y/N?” Jasmine coos, “Hellooo, are you alive?” she pokes you on the shoulder.

“I don’t feel good.” you mumble.

“Damn it,” you hear Anthony curse.

“Both of you. Stay. Here.” He orders before dashing off.

Jasmine, upon realizing that Anthony has left her cocktail unprotected, plucks the drink from the counter and takes a large sip. “Want some?” she asks, completely oblivious to your state.

You merely groan in response.

Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Y/N, are you okay?”

Oh great.

Daveed Diggs.

You’ve harbored a huge a crush on the talented rapper the minute you saw him. You were always too shy to approach him, but ever since you both discovered that you lived in the same apartment building, the two of you began to carpool together to work. Your friendship blossomed from the conversations you would have with him while he maneuvered through New York City traffic. The next thing you knew, he would come over after the show and the two of you would bake cupcakes or play board games while discussing the night’s performance. It was no surprise that your feelings towards him grew stronger the more comfortable you got with him.

You somehow always found yourself thinking about him. You knew you were in deep when you found yourself thinking how nice it would be if Daveed was with you while you were trying out an ice cream shop that opened near the theater. He would like the strawberry sorbet.

But there was no way in hell you’d do anything about it. Not when he was way out of your league. And definitely not when he was one of your best friends and coworkers. You didn’t want to risk ruining everything.

“Y/N?” Daveed’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. “Time to go home?” he asks, moving his hand to the middle of your back.

“Yes please,” you mutter against the counter.

Jasmine giggles and leans forward to whisper something in your ear. But before she could, a hand covers her mouth.

“Jazz, please,” Anthony begs, exasperated, but had a smirk plastered on his face. “Let them be.”

Before she could protest, he grabs her hand and leads her away from the two of you.


You sit up and watch as she turns back and yells, “Be safe you two!”

“That… was weird.” You mumble before turning to Daveed, who looked embarrassed.

“Yeah, definitely.” He answers after a pregnant pause.

You didn’t get to question his behavior because a wave of nausea washes over you. You groan and rest your chin against your hand. “I blame this on you,” you say.

Daveed cocks his eyebrow. “Excuse me?” he rebuffs, then signals the bartender for a bottle of water.

“Shots out the Grammy!” you sang, pretending to hand him a Grammy full of lord-knows-what.

He throws his head back and laughs. “Not my fault you can’t hold your liquor,” he teases, poking you on your side. “Now drink up, or you’ll hate yourself in the morning.”

He pushes the bottle of water towards you.


You chug the water down, praying that it was enough to make your hangover tomorrow more tolerable. Then you sigh and stand, closing your eyes momentarily as you felt the ground tilt. “Oh god,” you murmur.

Daveed shakes his head. He reaches out and grabs your hand. “Let’s go.”

He intertwines your fingers with his, and you felt your breath hitch. You stare at your joined hands as he leads you out of the party. Every once and while the two of you were stopped by people, and you could’ve sworn they were all giving you odd looks. But you brush it off and follow Daveed outside.

He lets go of your hand and fishes his phone out from his pocket. You stay silent, watching as he tapped on the screen. After a few minutes, he places the phone back in his pocket.

“The Uber should be here soon,” he says, turning towards you. “How are you feeling?”

“Cold,” you say as a gust of the cool wind makes you shiver.

“Come here,” he murmurs, opening his arms wide.

You step into his embrace. You squeeze him tight, and his arms come down around you like a blanket. You smile against his chest, enjoying the embrace.

“What would you do without me?” he quips.

You look up at him and stick your tongue out. “I was going to say thank you, but now I’m not so sure anymore.”

“Even tipsy, I see that you’re still as annoying as ever.” Daveed coos, cupping your face.

You scrunch your nose in response.

He chuckles and then without warning, places a soft kiss on your lips.

You gasp, and his eyes widen once he realized what he’s done.

He immediately lets go of you and steps back. “I-I’m so sorry. That was uncalled for,” he stutters.

“Daveed -” before you can say anything else, a honk signals the arrival of your Uber.

“Come on,” he says, not making any eye contact with you.  

You follow him, heart and mind racing. What just happened?

He opens the door for you, and you climb in. However, instead of joining you, he sits in the front seat.

You instantly become confused. He kisses you and then turns around and ignores you? Is that how it’s going to be?

The ride back to the apartment was silent, and you spend the whole time fuming. Did he regret it? Did he realize that he could do much better than a silly girl like you?

The minute the Uber pulls up to the building, you bolt out of the car.

“Y/N!”

You ignore Daveed and punch in the code for the apartment complex. The door unlocks and you make a bee-line to the elevators.

“Come on, come on,” you urged, watching as the elevator numbers descended. You rush in once the doors open, pushing the number for your floor.

“I said I was sorry!” Daveed’s fingers catch the elevator door before they close.  

“Daveed,” you warn, furiously mashing the ‘close doors’ button.

“I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if you think that I was taking advantage of you,” he whispers.

You freeze. “What?”

Daveed sighs. “I don’t want you to think I kissed you because I wanted to take advantage of you,” he repeats.

You heart skips a beat. “Then what do you want me to think?”

He pauses. “That I kissed you because I like you,” he says slowly.

Your heart soars.

“You idiot,” you mumble. You grab his tie and pull him in, ignoring his surprised yelp. You wrap your arms around him and pull him down for a kiss.

Shocked, he doesn’t respond instantly. He recovers, and then his arms snake around your waist and draws you in close. His teeth nip against your bottom lip and he pulls back. He looks down at you, as if committing the very sight of you in his arms to memory, and then gives you another quick kiss.

“I like you too,” you finally say, giving him a squeeze.

The elevator dings, signaling the arrival to your floor. You step away from him and take his hand. “I think we have a lot to talk about,” you whisper, tugging him towards your apartment.

Daveed nods. “I think so too.”

He pauses, then pulls out his phone from his pocket after feeling it vibrate. He lets out a sheepish laugh and shows you his messages.


One from Jasmine.

PLEASE MAKE BEAUTIFUL BABIES. THEY WOULD HAVE ANGELIC VOICES.

And another from Anthony.

I’m sorry.

Please tell me these are two lovers who kinda forgot they were married because their house was so fucking big.

So hey fun fact about tea. Before they used like… tea tablets? They were these big sheets of tea that you had to cut little pieces of.

I love tea.

Oh wow, so their houses were so big that they didn’t realize they connected.

Right, because that’s how that works.

I love this show.

“Awww, what a nice happy ending, don’t you think Greg? I just hope they’re not…”

“Oh good they’re kissing. Yes this is exactly what I wanted to see today. Great.”

“Wirt is this what love looks like”

“Yes Greg, yes it is.”

“I’m scared.”

“We all are.”

anyways so uhhhh, one more quick observation about last night’s sunny episode before i pop off to make gifs (still taking requests btw!)

old lady house CONFIRMED that the book is canon.

in the book, we find out that charlie was taught that his name is spelled “cat.” look at bonnie’s letter to charlie:

it’s hard to tell exactly what’s going on here, but knowing what she says to him at the end of the episode, i think the first string of pictures/words says something like “are you upset with me, charlie?”

there’s a photo of a cat there. bonnie used it because she knew charlie would recognize that as meaning himself.

additionally, jack is wearing some sort of scout uniform towards the end of the episode, and it looks way too small for him. in the book, it’s mentioned that charlie used to be in the cub scouts (or something similar) when he was little. knowing…. what we know about bonnie and jack, i fully believe that bonnie kept charlie’s scout uniform and that that’s what jack was wearing at the end of the episode.

so what’s the big deal about the book being canon? among other things, it confirms dennis’ gender dysphoria issues, the fact that dee reversed the DENNIS system to create the SINNED system for scamming money out of men, the fact that dennis enjoys getting fingered, and that frank was physically and emotionally abused by his dad

M: I’m so damn proud of you. I hope things are looking up for you. Stress with you is like the sun and the moon, you can’t have one without the other. Day or night, I hope the sky treats you well and if it doesn’t, it’ll be okay.

A: I’m sorry that we didn’t work out. I guess things are just better this way.

A: I’m sorry about not picking up. I’m sorry that we hurt each other. I love you doesn’t start with us, but everything happens for a reason. This won’t be the end of everything.

T: I still think you’re cute, but being cute will only get you so far. At least that’s what my manager tells me.

N: I’m so sorry about hurting you. Will you ever forgive me? Probably not, but I’d still apologize for the times when I wasn’t anything great to you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

F: You’re still branded on my heart because you were my first crush.

A: I think in another universe everything worked out for you and everyone you’ve ever loved. I guess in many ways, they are still going to work out. And if not? I’m here for you. I love you a whole galaxies.

S: I know you’re in pain, but this is a reminder that you are loved to the deepest wave of every ocean on every planet that has yet to be.

N: You love reading books so much, I love that. You love giving facts. I love that too. You’re familiar, you remind me of her.

J: I’m sorry that I couldn’t kiss you.

G: I’m sorry that I wasn’t good enough.

S: I’m sorry that you can’t find love as of lately. I’m sorry if I hurt you or if you’re planning to hurt me. I don’t know what we are, I don’t know if I plan to find out, but I miss you.

Unknown: Not going to lie, I forgot your name, but I do remember you. Thanks for holding my hands.

D: I hate you, I love you. I hate that I love you.

RM: I hope god gave you the best wings.

N: I’m so glad that you’re becoming a baker.

F: I love you even if it doesn’t look like it.

M: I know your friend died recently, I’ve asked if it hurts, but your silence says enough. I love you mama.

G: I’m sorry that I didn’t keep my promise.

K: I’m glad that you’re trying to fit into your own skin.

K: Love is like wildfire, it only hurts if it burns.

A: December is coming up. I’m ready.

—  Things I wanted to say but couldn’t at the time
Sabine and her family

So @teammarinette was telling me this headcanon he has about Sabine and typed this and asked me to post it. He is Chinese too so it really gives an interesting insight. Personally, I really find this headcanon fitting and well thought. What do you guys think? Any opinions?


So you know how the Kung Food episode starts off with Marinette trying to translate stuff into Chinese so she can greet her uncle and then trying to memorise and pronounce those sentences. She then talks to Tikki about how she’s worried about her uncle visiting her house, and when he does arrive Marinette opens door, forgets everything, and ends up making a fool of herself. Her uncle ignores her and proceeds to purge her flowers, and then she ends up sitting on the sofa across from her uncle while she’s not speaking and trying to pretend her uncle isn’t there but her uncle doesn’t really care and happily proceeds to finish demolishing her flowers.

It’s a very short scene, really; less than two minutes of screen time but already this is a lot of content that we’re shown and a massive amount of stuff to work on.

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is this a concept you guys would go for?

Originally posted by jimin-nim

i had this idea and i’m not even sure how i feel about it. it’s going to go into a jimin scenario where you’re on opposite debate teams, and then this happens (if i end up using it). so like this or tell me what you think about it

“Stay where you are, little one. You know that only my name can pass your lips. Besides, I haven’t finished explaining myself.” His voice deepens and you feel him get closer to you. “I’m going to give you one bit at a time, okay? I’m not going to thrust myself, I’m not going to pull in our out, I’m just going to give you more and more until you can’t fit it anymore.”

“You can’t possibly be that big.”

“Baby girl, I’ll show you how big I am.” He pushes in once again and shoves you up against the desk even further. “Do you want more?”

“Yes!” You yell, hearing your voice echo over the desks that you can’t see. “Please, Jimin- Fuck, just go all in.”

“So naughty, what a shame.” He presses himself in further and you gasp. Now we’re getting there. “I’m not going to give more,” he tries to stop himself from grunting, “to someone who’s been so disobedient.”

“Please!”

“Inch by inch.” He whispered, pushing in even more. “And once you’ve taken all that you can, I’m going to use you all up for myself. I’m going to push you down on this desk,” he presses himself into your walls and you yell, feeling yourself stretch around him as he grunted, “and I’m going to fuck you so hard, until you can’t think about anything but me. I’m going to spank you until you’re ready for me again and again.”

if i go with this then i’m naming the fic Inch By Inch

-admin tal

Outcast at Last

Anon asked: I’m not sure if you take requests, but if you do, i have one! Could you possibly do a Apocolypse! Kurt x Reader where he befriends the reader at the mall, but her parents are anti-mutant? And they hear so much about him that they tell her to invite him for dinner, but minor problem cause he’s blue and obviously a mutant. Ending is up to you! Hugs and kisses, Anon xoxo <if you don’t take requests, ignore this please!>

Kind of based off this song. I’m pretty drunk rn so this is probably trash. Let me know what you think xxxxxx

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I think I got this, but at the same time I think I may have gotten this wrong? Go ahead and send in another ask if this isn’t what you meant and I’ll see if I can redo it!
V added, Wanted to add Unknown but I didn’t have any good ideas for him.

I didn’t reread this so tell me if you see any mistakes!!

Zen knew you already from around the theater community, you were a fellow actress. He thinks it’s pretty neat that fate drew you two together once more. Talks constantly about your amazing acting skills in the messenger app.
He does try to pursue a relationship and is interested, however if you do end up with someone else he’s supportive. You both end up best friends, he’s like a big brother and worries constantly over you.

Jumin knew you from the company, you were a secretary of his fathers. He hadn’t ever really talked to you, but he has seen you around before. You always seemed to be in a good mood and would give him a little wave and smile whenever he’d walk into work, which he’d return with a curt nod. If you go after him in the messenger he’s a little surprised that you’re going after your own employer, but he doesn’t mind. You seem like an amazing person, he regrets never talking to you before the messenger.

Yoosung knew you from his university, you were in some of his classes and sat a couple of seats ahead of him.
He thought you were really pretty and always very kind to your other classmates including him, you’d hang out together during lunch sometimes and talk for awhile.
Poor boy does have a crush on you and doesn’t even realize it until he’s flirting with you in the messenger constantly.
If you go after someone else he’s disappointed but accepts your decision regardless. It’s a little awkward talking to you now when he sees you since he did like you once, but you two are still both on equal terms and sometimes he’ll invite you over to play video games with him.

Seven knew you because you were his honey buddha chip dealer, I wish I was kidding. Every week or two you both met up so you could deliver boxes of the stuff to him since your family owned one of the factories that produced them. He pays for them obviously, but sometimes you’ll give him an extra bag here or there. Whenever you come in the messenger he’s like “ MY DEALER IS HERE ~ ” and you two refuse to let the rest of the RFA know what you mean. Everyone’s convinced you two do drugs honestly. If you go after him he’s surprised, he’ll act the same way he does in his route. If you go for someone else he’s sad but at the same time he knows you’ll be happier with someone who can treat you better than he can. Still expects chips though.

V knew you from when you both were children, you grew up in the same neighborhood. You were always very humbled and kind as a child, you both became fast friends because of that. As time passed you didn’t really stay in contact as much, He was close with Rika and spent most of his time with her so you both couldn’t talk as much as you may have liked. When you join the messenger and see he’s there, you’re surprised but happy at the same time. He doesn’t come in the messenger too much but when he does it’s always enjoyable to talk back and forth with each other. If you go after someone else he doesn’t really mind, he’s never thought of you romantically before. Like Zen, Turns into your big brother feelings wise.

Imagine sleeping with Jaehyun...

Anon asked for, sleeping with Jaehyun but. um. Towards the end of writing this I think I realized what they actually wanted…? And I don’t think it was this so.

If you wanted not this, tell me little anon and I will. Write what I think you wanted…

Anyways. This is about to get nsfw prepare yourselves.

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Again & Again

Episode 12x6 in the eyes of the reader.

A/N: This season continuously hits me with MOM feels over and over again, and as soon as the episode was over, I had to write about it. I just want to hug Dean and Sam and tell them everything will be okay. I do not hate Mary and I do understand her position, so please do not take this as me disliking her. There are spoilers of 12x06 in this, so please don’t read any further if you don’t want it to be spoiled. Let me know what you think! ♥

Word Count: 1,745

*This is for @kittenofdoomage Classic Movie Quote Challenge, and my quote was ‘Why so serious?’ from The Dark Knight.

Warnings:
- angst.
- language.

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*gifs are not mine.

She’d shown up again, their mother. Or at least, the ghost of what she once was. When she was around Sam and Dean were both more flighty, harder to read than normal. It was maddening. She was everything to them, and a complete stranger to you.

When she first left, you hated her; her leaving throwing Dean down a spiraling path he hadn’t traveled in a long time. Sam, he understood. He tried to explain to you in the best ways he could that she needed space. But Dean struggled, and it damn near broke your heart. How could you try to love and understand someone who wanted nothing to do with the man you loved? Her son.

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Sometimes I wonder what you would have done if I begged. What if I got down on my knees until they bled and admitted how wrong I was to love you? I would have grabbed your leg like a child and my muffled cries would have sent chills down your spine. I would tell you how it was foolish of me to think you would stay. I mean, why would you ever stay?
Maybe if I made you think that all of the bullshit you put me through was justified, maybe that’s what it would have taken to make you want to stay.
If that’s the case, I’m glad you slammed the fucking door on your way out. I’m a hell of a lot stronger than you ever gave me credit for.
—  He thought I was young and naïve