that is the single most adorable thing ever

Language Learning Styles

You can have 1 or more styles combined, that depends on what you like or works for you. I tried to think of every style that i know.

Ant Style

The person who has this style is most probably that organized langblr who actually knows what they are doing. They have certain periods of time when they study and nothing can disturb their routine. 

How to know if you have this style? Easy, do you know when you’re done with studying your language? If you just thought of a period of time and what you are doing in this period, you’re an ant.

How to become an ant learner: take an agenda and make a schedule, a very detailed one. You write down everything, from what you study to for how long and with what (duo, flashcards, notebooks etc.)

p.s. This learns take everything seriously, their notes are probably goals, perfection is written everywhere and they work hard, too hard maybe.

Sloth Style

This is the entire opposite of the ant learners. Masters of procrastination, but somehow they know the language better than some ants? 

How to know if you have this style?  Ask yourself what plans you have tomorrow, if the answer is “sleeping” or “no idea”, congrats, you’re a sloth.

How to become a sloth learner: Hakuna Matata. 

p.s. this kind of learners prefer to immerse themselves, they prefer watching movies, listening to music, looking at others how they explain and they observe everything, they don’t have notebooks, they are spontaneous. (that’s why they are awake at 3am playing on duo most probably.

Panda Style 

This style is a combination of a sloth and an ant. They procrastinate like 20 hours and in the last 4 they can finish a duo tree, talk with Nth natives and finish Grey’s Anatomy in their target language. 

How to know if you have this style? Ask yourself if you know what you’re doing tomorrow. If you said "studying” but you have no idea what or how, you just won the Bamboo Reward of the year.

How to become a panda learner: Procrastinate at a medium level, learn using both, textbooks and games, movies, comics (fun stuff).

p.s. they are hardcore, they will most probably procrastinate their sleep and then sleep for at least 12h straight! The same goes for languages, they do nothing for Nth years, and when they do, they get to be B1/B2 in a weekend.

Cat style

Very similar to a panda, except that when they are studying, they are like an ant, they know what to do and when to do it, so let’s call this “fancy procrastinator style”.

How to know if you have this style? If you know what to do after a long procrastinating session, you just got cat ears.

How to become a cat learner: Keep procrastinating, but when you stop, always have a plan of what you’re gonna do.

p.s. This kind of learners prefer finishing a grammar book, a Duo tree and memorize a lot of vocab before talking/showing their skills to someone. They are B2-C1 when they 1st talk to someone using their target language

Puppy Style

They are the most energetic kind of learners, well, they and the ants. They have plans over plans, (that they don’t follow at all) they overwork themselves and are always up for games or talking.

How to know if you have this style? If i ask you now what you’re doing tomorrow for your target language, you answer me with “grammar” and the next day you watch Mulan in French you are a puppy. You will always do the opposite of what you planned.

How to become a puppy learner: what’s awesome at this kind of learners is that they aren’t afraid of mistakes, they know mistakes are the way to fluency. They will always do something for their target language(s), they are full of passion. Try to be organize and fail, don’t be ashamed of your mistakes and you will be a puppy in no time.

p.s. Their notes may not be goals, but their notebooks are like wikipedias, they are gold, full of details for every single thing related to their target language(s).

Owl Style

These learners are the most calm people you will ever meet. They don’t hurry. They know their stuff 100%, they enjoy the journey. Owls are those humans who know that quality is over quantity.

How to know if you have this style? If you know what language you want to learn, but you move with baby steps (owl steps in this case) towards that fluency, you are a tiny little adorable owl.

How to become an owl learner: all you gotta do is… don’t hurry, you make minimum of effort but you, and others, know how wll you know your languages, the grammar rules, your routine etc.

p.s. This kind of people have the same routine since forever, you can’t break it. Also, they learn from their mistakes, and by learn i mean they even have a sticky notes somewhere with every single mistake ever made.

Kangaroo Style

This kind of people are so… normal? They are balanced, they do what they got to do. They may seem like they have nothing special at all.

How to know if you have this style? If i ask you about resources for Haitian Creol, Hawaiian, Quechua and you opened 3 google drive accounts saying that you have resources, you are kangaroo.

How to become a kangaroo learner: have resources for resources, this kind of learners are prepared for everything seriously.

p.s. they also like to try out every single thing out there for their target language(s), they will try everything in order to find something more useful

Monkey Style

We all know/have that friend who likes quantity over quality, this is the monkey. They will try a lot of stuff thinking that they learn but they remember nothing.

How to know if you have this style? If you are asked what you did all day and you start saying Nth games, lessons, movies etc. and you are quiet when you’re asked again what you’ve learned, that’s a monkey trait.

How to become a monkey learner:  Learn lessons without bothering to understand them 100% 

p.s. now, this style is pretty useful for languages like japanese when it was proven that quantity over quality is better, just as a side note, monkey are full of excitment~ they will motivat you only bc they are right next to you.

Bunny Style

This style is so tricky, they may seem to be monkeys because they spend a lot of time playing around with everything but they are actually more organized than you may think.

How to know if you have this style? You go through Nth games daily BUT that’s because you try to master your topics so you do a lot of exercises for each lesson, you are quantity over quality in a quality over quantity style.

How to become a bunny learner: be anxious (joking here) So, to be a bunny is easy, all you gotta do is master everything in different ways, use games, then books, then go to videos, always change your learning style.

p.s. they may seem like they waste their time but they only want to be well prepared and avoid making many mistakes

This post is longer than i expected. Anyway, what kind of learner are you guys?:)

As a companion to my list of college-set movies written by women, I now bring a list of high school oriented movies written by women, for those who have just begun, returned to, or are nostalgic for high school. 

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dashingdragon  asked:

This is really random, but I needed to share. I keep thinking about all of the Robins trying to perfect the BatGlare TM when they're younger and Bruce's surprised or proud reactions when they finally get it. Damian, however, seems to have been born with it.


Dick would always make Bruce laugh when he tried to imitate it as when he was younger, and didn’t perfect his own version of the Batglare until he took on the cape and cowl himself. He may be known as “the Batman that smiled”, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t show his mean side to criminals. 

Jason “try and catch me you big boob” Todd learned to imitate the Batglare pretty early on and consistently used it as a means of annoying the hell out of Bruce whenever he didn’t get his way. He still does it to this day, and it still manages to piss Bruce off. 

Tim would try. He really would. Usually in front of his own mirror, in private. And Bruce caught him doing it once or twice and almost died because it was the most adorably awkward thing he’d ever seen Tim do, which is saying a lot because that boy is dorky as hell. 

Cass’ Batglare has to be the best out of all of the kids. And Bruce is so proud of her for it and enjoys watching petty mobsters and criminals cower beneath it after she has single-handedly beat them all up. What he doesn’t know is that she and Stephanie practiced it with each other all. the. time. Complete with a gruff and gravelly Batvoice™ that usually devolves into snorts and giggles.

But Damian… Damian Wayne practically came out of his artificial womb with the Batglare™. 

He used to claim it was because he was “the blood-son” back when he was still young, misguided and spouting that nonsense. But in all honesty, it probably has less to do with genes and more to do with the fact that Damian has been studying and trying to emulate his father, the Batman, ever since he was a wee tot. 

Now. Please try to imagine little four-year-old Damian al Ghul wearing a thawb and standing in front of a mirror. His dark, round face is screwed up as he narrows his eyes at his own reflection in a desperate attempt to mimic all the footage and photos of the Batman that Talia has shown him.

Try to imagine this without crying. I dare you. 

are you cute as hell?
  • aries rising: yes!!! your energy is magnetic, you're so adorably bubbly. i'd say yes to anything you ever suggested because your excitement is infectious. i love your hair.
  • taurus rising: yes!!! your smile is so sweet, you're just the sort of person i want to hug all day. i want to buy you so many presents & cuddle you all the time. i love your skin.
  • gemini rising: yes!!! it's just the cutest thing when you speak fast like you're so excited about something. your laugh is perfect & you just seem sooo cool. i love your hands.
  • cancer rising: yes!!! you're so kind & precious & expressive in like 1 million ways. you are literally too good and pure for this world omg, i want to hug you. i love your eyes.
  • leo rising: yes!!! when you're happy or excited it is honestly the most adorable thing. it's so difficult to take my eyes off you whatever you're doing. i love the way you move.
  • virgo rising: yes!!! omg you're so funny & sweet in so many different ways. you're the sort of person i ALWAYS want to hang out with no matter what. i love the way you dress.
  • libra rising: yes!!! how are you so kind to like everyone ever? i swear there is not a single person in the world you don't make so god damn happy. i love your cute tiny habits.
  • scorpio rising: yes!!! you're so quiet, it makes everyone want to know more, & your jokes are A++ bc we never expect them!! you have such class. i love the way you hold yourself.
  • sagittarius rising: yes!!! how do make everyone like you so easily??? honestly tell me your secrets, you're so funny & magnetic & just generally awesome. i love your laugh.
  • capricorn rising: yes!!! idk but i just wanna hug you & keep you safe, like, forever. i look up to you so much, plus you are sooo funny!! you rock. i love the way you walk.
  • aquarius rising: yes!!! omg your comments are always appreciated bc they're so dry & funny, and your dress sense is so quirky and cute, you're a pleasure. i love your voice.
  • pisces rising: yes!!! you're like the softest baby of light, can i wrap you up in tissue paper please??? you're so sweet & lovely & well meaning all the time. i love your smile.

anonymous asked:

Different types of kisses between Peter Parker and the reader please?

First of all, we have the humble forehead kiss. It is possibly the most heart-melting kiss in the world, and in the hands of someone as adorable as Peter Parker, it is lethal.
Peter kisses your forehead by way of goodbye whenever he has to leave you and run off to be a hero. He’ll stand up and give you the most apologetic look, then he’ll gently hold the back of your head and give your forehead a lingering kiss before running off to change.

Then there are the temple kisses.
Most of these come from you, when Peter is working and you manage to sneak up behind him (in truth, his Spidey senses notice you metres away, but he pretends to be surprised because you’re adorable). In these moments, you’ll drape your arms around his shoulders and kiss his temple quickly before resting your chin on his shoulder to see what he’s doing. It makes him smile so much to be in your arms like that, as you take a genuine interest in whatever he’s up to.

Shoulder kisses are a particular favourite of yours.
Whenever Peter is behind you, he greets you by wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his lips to your shoulder absentmindedly. It’s a simple gesture, but it feels so intimate and special to you that it gives you butterflies for the rest of the day.

The quickest way to make Peter blush (although there are a lot of ways) is to kiss his hands or his fingers.
He loves to cup your face and run his thumb over your lips and cheek as you smile lovingly at him, and he will blush in the most adorable way if you turn your head to press a kiss to his palm. As a result, this is one of your favourite things to do.

Of course, kisses on the lips are the best.
Peter is a very gentle kisser, and every single one feels intimate and meaningful. He can’t stop himself cupping your face to bring you closer to him, and he’ll gently trace his thumbs along your cheekbones as his lips move against yours. If you two have been kissing for a while, he’ll pull away ever so slightly to catch his breath, and he’ll rest his forehead against yours whilst gently nuzzling your nose with his own. It’s one of those things that makes your heart skip a beat every time.
Your first kiss with Peter was when he found out he’d passed an exam you’d spent months tutoring him for. As soon as you saw him running down the corridor with his results in his hand and a huge grin on his face, you’d known that you’d fallen for him hard. You ran to meet him and he caught you in his arms, barely thinking about his actions before he pressed his lips to yours. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, and the pair of you couldn’t stop giggling when you reluctantly pulled away because “why didn’t we do that sooner??”

Klance Fluffy Headcanons

•Lance always loves it when he falls asleep on Keith’s lap while Keith scratches and brushes his hand through his hair.

•Lance is amazing at massages, so every time Keith comes back from training, his body always aches and Lance is there to take care of it.

•Keith gets really cuddly when sleepy or tired. Like after they get home from a date or something and they are tired, they always go to their room and cuddle until they fall asleep.

•Keith likes to be the small spoon, and Lance the big spoon, because those damn, those legs!

•Keith gets reeeeeeally flustered reeeeeally easily and Lance thinks that it is adorable. So he flirts with him daily, or like says a cheesy line every now and then and Keith’s face turns tomato red every single time and starts to stutter.

Here is a few examples:

-that one time when Lance was like “Yes this scenery is beautiful, but If I had a choice, I’d rather look at you for the rest of my life because you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” And Keith got so red he almost fainted, but spent the rest of the day making out and cuddling with Lance.

-A while after they found out that Keith was half Galra, Lance was like “What’s the big deal? I knew that you were out of this world from the start” he said and winked at Keith, who later laid awake in his bed thinking about that for hours.

•Lance always hides his hickeys when he gets one, but Keith, lmao Keith doesn’t give a shit and the next day everyone knows that they’ve been up to.

•Have they have bad argument they both can’t stay mad at each other longer than two days, since both of them start miss the other and realize how stupid the fight was anyways.

•Lance has habits of wiping off food stains off Keith’s face and brushing Keith’s hair behind his ear when it was in his face. It’s because he’s used to it, since he had so many little siblings back at home and he’s used to taking care of them.

•Keith thinks that it’s very adorable.

•They both say “I love you” to each other daily for about a hundred times.

•Keith has been actually counting how many times they’ve been saying I love you to each other.

•Lance found out about that, when Keith was just like “yess, that was the 60000th time” he said. And Lance was like “what time?” And Keith accidentally tells him and Lance was like. “Omg babe, that’s so adorable holy shit” and kept showering Keith with kisses saying that he was gonna kiss him as many times as they’ve said I love you to each other right then and there. He got pretty close.

Your Song | Archie Andrews

Originally posted by ferrisbueller

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Description: You catch Archie working on a new song but little do you know how important that song is.

Warnings: cuteness. a lot of cuteness.

Word count: 1,292

A/N: I had this idea when I was at work this morning and as much as I would love to have wrote it about my boy Jug, it’s so Archie. Let me know what you think <3 also the part in italic is a lil flashback thing ok cool.

As you happily strolled down the hallway, backpack firmly over your shoulders and a bright smile on your face, your attention was caught when you heard light guitar strumming coming from the music room. Usually you’d have minded your own business but the tune sounded so beautiful you couldn’t help but peer inside. Luckily for you the door was open a little bit so you peeped your head around it, leaning against the doorframe. Inside you saw none other than Archie Andrews. His guitar resting on his lap as he jotted some words down on a piece of paper, quietly singing them to himself. With a firm nod of his head, he picked his guitar up and started strumming the tune you’d heard earlier accompanied by some quiet words you couldn’t quite pick up. Whatever it was though, it sounded beautiful.

The image in front of you made the smile on your face grow wider if that was even possible. You and Archie were… well, you weren’t together but you’d been on a few dates over the last couple of months. As much as you’d love to tell everyone he was your boyfriend, you didn’t want to rush him into anything. The stuff with Grundy had hit him hard - you knew that - so you wanted him to take it at his own pace and be comfortable. You weren’t exactly going anywhere. You really liked him. You had since the two of you had been paired together in Biology at the start of the year.

The day he’d asked you on a date was probably one of your favourite memories of your life so far.

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Sasuhina Recommendation List

This is my gift to all my fellow sasuhina shippers out there. I will be leaving out the old legends and bring some fresh and equally good (if not more) fanfics to spotlight.

Lavender Memories by  TheUnstableLiz

Rated T

Hinata loses her memory and Sasuke - her husband - tells her how they came to be. What I love about this fic is the gentleness with which he handles his wife and the little things he has done to prove to her that he loves her.

The Flowers, the Lone Gardener and His Wife by Daifuku Mochiin 

Rated M 

Passion, poetry and a good laugh packed in one. Just two dorks in love. This fic is a must if you want some lemony goodness and a cute Hanabi.

Fall For Me? by Sherestia

Rated T

Your typical ‘getting back to a love interest stealing friend’ with a not so typical approach. Trust me when I say this it’s nothing like any other of its kind because Hinata is kept pretty well in her character despite her wanting to grow out of her shell. Read it, I strongly recommend it.

Sweet Dispositions by Ovidae 

Rated T

The best thing about it is that the author updates 2 to 3 chapters in one update and she’s pretty regular at it too. After a one-night stand, Hinata and Sasuke are forever linked. Now she has to leave her life behind for her child and move to the Land of Lightening with Sasuke. But what started as a mistake would soon turn into something more. A bit depressing in the beginning but trust me it gets better.

Sleeping with the Enemy by College n Curls 

Rated M

The fic has already reached 1k and for a good reason too. Not many authors can pull off a fairly lemony story without it feeling like a porn. A good plot, timely updates with significant word count to satisfy the reader in you - this story has everything you want in a fic.

Last Link by MsChifSantos

Rated M

MsChifSantos does it again. Sasuke finds the last link to his brother - his son and his lover - and he will do everything in his power to protect them as he slowly falls for his nephew’s mother. But not everyone is as forgiving as she is. A strong plot line and lovely characterization, it’s a must guys.

Hyuuga and Uchiha, what can go wrong? by Thickle

Rated T

Nothing, nothing can go wrong with these two. One of the most adorable fics I have ever read and I’ve read lots. This will make you want to cuddle with Sasuke because he’s that cute.

Blastomere by themelodicshagg

Rated M

Sasuke, a sperm donor, unknowingly donates his sperm to the one girl he loves but the girl who thinks he hates her. Now expecting his child, will things work out in their favor? Don’t tell me this hasn’t piqued your interest.

My Walls Stood Painted Blue by pro-uchiha

Rated M

Only two chapters down but a very promising story. Hinata, a single mom, looking after a traumatized daughter finds a friend in her child’s teacher. it’s really good, do give it a chance.

Lack of Resistance by DeAbstract

Rated M

Sasuke is so well in character that you won’t believe it. It is one of those rare gems that you don’t forget for a long long time.

kin-kay2911′s Your Guardian Angle part 1 and part 2

Rated T and M respectively

If you’re into in-universe, action and slow building romances then this is your thing. The characterization in these fics is pretty good, a strong plot line and a not-so-irritating Karin.

Forever Entwined by Music Lover Always

Rated M

Hinata is accidentally inseminated with Sasuke’s sperm. Not she’s expecting his child but the problem is they’re both content with their married lives yet feelings are starting to develop between the two. Author’s way of writing is really refreshing. A well in character post-war Sasuke. One of my personal favorites, you will truly enjoy reading it.

A Deal With The Devil by PenCraft31.13

Rated M

This fic had me wondering: where was it hiding all this time? Yes, it is that good. A truly devilish Sasuke and a slice of Itahina, this fic will keep you on the edge on your seat.

Lys Blanc by Milkshakecat200

Rated M

It’s really good. That’s all i can say without spoiling it for you. Do check it out.

Dearly Beloved by morninglily

Rated T

Hinata is arranged to be married to Sasuke but she starts falling for his teacher. I don’t know whether it’ll end up as sasuhina or kakahina but my hopes are with sasuhina because he’s sweet in his own Sasuke way.

The Konoha Daily by Athena froofroo

Rated T

Only a single chapter so far without any hints of sasuhina but the tags say so. But it gave me a good laugh and thus earned its spot in this list.

In The Light by Mizu79

Rated M

All of the author’s fics are really good but this one is just splendid. A good blend of angst and romance. Sasuke and Hinata are imprisoned in a cell together but soon realize that they’re each other’s only chance at freedom. Soon feelings are involved as they give their all to protect one another.

Switch-A-Roo by Ink Child

Rated T

Ink Child produces one of the best sasuhina stories and this one here is no exception. All cutness and hearts, it’ll surely melt you.

Runaway by Ink Child

Rated M

Another entry by our favorite author. Naruto dies in an accident leaving behind two children and a heart broken wife. Now Hinata comes face to face with the one person whose disappearance had caused her husband great distress all those years. But she soon realizes why Naruto cherished his best friend so much. Beautifully constructed. Will make you cry and laugh. And it’s complete

The Forsaken Heirs by Voyna

Rated M

Another arranged marriage scenario but with a different take. Very dark and angsty. The author has captured Hinata’s misery so well that it actually hurts. Try it, you won’t regret it. 

Surnames and Shelters by GoatVille 

Rated M

A High School fanfic that’s actually good. Hinata is Sasuke’s new roommate and things… happen. Read it yourself and find out. 

The War Among Us by downtomars

Rated T

Post-war sasuhina in which Madara emerged victorious. What draws me the most is the mystery of their past love. Nothing much is revealed and the little hints here and there leave you wanting more.

Artichoke Heart by pluushie

Rated M

Beautifully constructed slice-o-life fic that you’ll surely have great time reading. Guaranteed. Both Sasuke and Hinata are truly a delight to read in this one. One of my personal favorites.

A Hundred Evils by GoldKing

Rated M

One of THE BEST fanfics i have ever read. This fic will affect you like none other. You’ll have the urge to bawl out your eyes when you read this because it is that sad. Hinata,s misery is captured so well that it’ll physically hurt you. The only thing I don’t like about this fic is that the author takes too long to update. But don’t be disheartened by her absence, they do show up once a year and bring a long update to make up for it.

The one year affair by tamarindblue

Rated T

My favorite fanfic of all times. Everything about this fic just pulls at your heartstrings and the ending will make you curl into yourself and cry. Sasuke’s love for Hinata is so palpable that for a moment you’ll forget that they’re not an actual thing. Beautifully worded, an underappreciated masterpiece. You have to try it guys. It’s soooo good. complete

***SHOT STORIES ( not necessarily fresh but all my favorite )***

Don’t Speak by schizophrenic-twilight-lover ( one-shot )

Their Obligation by  SoothsayerOfTheVale ( one-shot, so far)

hills ablaze by sumireh (one-shot )

What the Storm Brought In by Ink Child ( Three-shot )

Mi fortuna son mis hijos y mis padres by El Reino ( one-shot )

The Cast Aways by downtomars( Three-shot )

One Way Or Another by The Funky Potato ( one-shot )

Frat Boys by Voyna ( one-shot )

Flower Fields by eishi ( one-shot )

Elliot Grace And Theories’ Kryptonite series  ( one-shot x 3)

These Are the Facts by Sunfreak ( one-shot )

Your’e welcome:)

2 A.M

Daveed Diggs x Reader 

Note: I loved this request and the minute I read it, I knew I couldn’t wait to write it. So here it is, I made it a college au because that photo of Daveed in college being all adorable is still stuck in my brain and this just feels like it fits well with a couple of college students you know? Anyway, I hope you like it and please tell me what you think!

Request: Request: It’s 2 am, and Daveed and the Reader are just listening to music on the couch (Like Prince, FKA Twigs, or whatever in that mood style) and they get in the mood and cuddle and make-out and talk about deep stuff, and gives her a promise ring?

Warnings: this is just fluff with a touch of making out

Word Count: 1,400

Tagged: @hamiltonsquills @tallish-hobbit @iamgrayfox @beckett-faye @justanotherone2u

Daveed’s deep sigh is drowned out as you drop the needle onto your old scratched up copy of Purple Rain. The record had originally belonged to your mom, having bought it the day it came out, and after finding it buried in the back of a cupboard the last time you went home you brought it back to school with you.

The first song on the album begins and the sound feels so familiar, so much like home.

“I don’t know why you still listen to records, they scratch so easily you hardly get to hear the music,” he says.

He’s leaning back against your pillows, his arms behind his head, looking much too comfortable for your liking.

“And then halfway through you have to turn it over for the second half of the songs” he continues when you don’t respond.

“Says the guy who bought me records for my last birthday,” you point out.

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Guess who watched the iconic wedding kiss™ at least 15 times in a row today and still holds her breath every single time the second Alec walks down the aisle, saying “Enough!” and then losing her shit when Alec starts smooching his future husband?

I regret nothing.

Random TP Zelink HC:

Over the years that Link has spent in court, his country accent has disappeared and his speech has become (for lack of a better term) more “refined”. Zelda misses it desperately. His accent, aside from his beautiful eyes, was one of the first things she noticed when she met him as a human. It was different, irrevocably charming and hearing it made her feel warmth, like a cozy cottage with a crackling fire in the hearth, not the cold, drafty intimidating castle.

Her heart leaps whenever his accent slips out like when he’s had a few pints or when he’s really sleepy. One day she tells him how much she misses it and he’s shocked because all this time he has made such an effort to speak properly; not for the court or the council but for her so as not to be an embarrassment. Her eyes get misty and she holds his face in her hands and kisses him until he starts seeing stars. She pulls back saying he doesn’t have to change a single thing about himself and that she fell in love with him just the way he is.

When it is Link’s turn at the next council meeting, he stands up and in his country drawl goes over the updates of Hyrule’s military. While the rest of the members look shocked and aghast, Zelda’s eyes light up and looks at him with such adoration because his “improper” accent is the most beautiful thing she has ever heard because it is so quintessentially Link.

In Love

Peter Parker x Reader

basically peter is wholly in love with you. pure marshmallow-y fluff guys <3 

word count: 578

Originally posted by my-own-little-secret

As you let out a loud laugh at the sight of Ned trying to move the Oreo from his face to his mouth while not using his hands (really, who came up with these challenges), Peter felt his heart flutter. 

He was your friend, a really close friend, but he had fallen in love with you the day the both of you met. 

Obviously, you had no idea (or-well, he hoped that you didn’t know), and he had no intention on telling you. So, every day he would wake up to a cute good morning text from you, and nearly float out of bed. He loved you, pure and simple. He loved being with you, he loved how he felt around you, but mostly? He loved you. Peter loved every single thing about you, from the way you tilted your head to the side when something interested you, to the way you blushed immediately after laughing loudly. 

You were the most adorable and beautiful person that he ever had the pleasure of being in the presence of, and he was lying if he said he didn’t want more. 

Sometimes when you would laugh, Peter’s eyes would glance at your lips, his mind straying to a vision of him leaning to kiss you. The worst times for him were movie nights. 

Cue last night. 

There the four of you were, Michelle, Ned, Peter and Y/N. Michelle draped herself across the couch, while Ned took over the arm chair, leaving the love seat for you and Peter to squish together on. Not that he was complaining exactly, he just about had a nervous breakdown. Y/N immediately snuggled up into his side, making his face turn cherry red. 

He gazed over to the side at Michelle and Ned, who were trying to contain giggles at the sight of how nervous he was. Glaring at them, he moved his gaze back down to you. Somehow, you had managed to wriggle yourself in the space between his arm and his side, and you were using the place where his arm met his shoulder as a pillow. Your attention was turned to the TV, but your fingers were gently tracing patterns on his arm. 

Throughout the movie he would repeatedly glance down at you. A few times, his gaze met yours, and he swore he saw affection swimming in your eyes. 

He winced suddenly, as you had shifted and accidentally pressed your body against a bruise he had received. 

“Peter?” You whispered, concern filling your tone. 

“Spiderman can’t always dodge what comes at him,” he paused, “but you should take a look at the other guy.” You chuckled and rolled your eyes, carefully snuggling back into him. 

Without thinking, Peter leaned down and nosed your hair, placing a chaste kiss to the top of your head. He froze, holding his breath, and hoped that you didn’t notice. After slightly hesitating, you slid your hand over to his, intertwining your fingers with his. 

Peter let out a soft sigh, and felt his heart beating in overdrive. The movie suddenly ended and everyone stood up to leave. Peter shyly avoided your gaze, but didn’t let go of your hand. He raised his eyes to meet yours, and blushed. 

Soon after everyone left his house, Peter collapsed on his bed with a grin, running through the events that happened during the movie. Before he was able to fall asleep, his phone pinged. 

goodnight pete xo

Sonny Carisi / Fallen

Prompt: Sonny Carisi/Reader story about him falling for a single parent?

For the anon who requested this! I loved writing this story. Sonny is precious, especially with kids. I hope you all enjoy! 

Sorry not sorry, reusing this gif because its literally the most adorable thing ever. 

Originally posted by allthingssvu

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Inhale, Exhale

Requested by: @princesskink

Hi there this is for the post you made for request? Can the pairings be between me and tom or like is it someone else and tom bc I’d really appreciate one were tom calms me or the reader down from a panic attack after their ex calls them (this actually happened to me a few days ago and it sucked) but anyway thank you

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Description: The reader gets a phone call from a toxic ex boyfriend and has a panic attack. Tom is there to pick up the pieces.

Warnings: panic attacks

Word Count: 2,174

A/N: I’ve never had a panic attack before, but I’ve done a lot of reading and research into it. The panic attack the reader gets is based off of source materials and things others have described to me. This is also my first reader insert and my first Tom Holland story so please be gentle 😂 If you have any requests, feel free to hit up my inbox! 

           Your heart was beating rapidly, thrumming in your chest so hard that it almost hurt. Your breath was coming in short, hurried bursts—the rapid sound of inhale, exhale, inhale filling the room around you. There was a pulsing at your temple, a dull ache that was making your vision fuzzy and your eyes water.

           You were distinctly aware that your phone had fallen to the floor and you were currently curled up against the wall, right next to it. The screen was still illuminating your kitchen and the “call ended” notification still hadn’t gone away. Your forehead was starting to feel clammy and you were shaking.

           Things had been fine for almost two years.

           You had moved out of your apartment that you shared with him and stayed with a friend until you could get back on your feet. You’d slowly started to regain your sense of self—you started going back out, started smiling again, started feeling better. You’d felt lighter than you had in years and suddenly, the world wasn’t so bleak anymore.

           Then, you’d met Tom. You still remembered when you had first met him, the memory burned into your brain like flame. You doubted you’d ever forget it. You had started working as a production assistant on the newest MARVEL film and things had been going well for you—better than you’d expected.

           The work wasn’t exhausting, the people were amazing, and you were doing something you loved. You met the actors slowly, as you bounced around from sound stage to sound stage, flowing wherever you were needed. There was little time to be star struck when you were surrounded by some of the biggest names in Hollywood constantly.

           You’d met Anthony first. He was one of the funniest people you’d ever met and had the confidence of a man who took himself and his work seriously. He introduced you to Sebastian and Chris, who were kind and soft spoken and so committed to their roles that you had a hard time not seeing them as Bucky and Steve.

           Then, slowly, you’d met the rest of the cast—Robert, Scarlet, Chris, Jeremy, Paul, and Mark—and you never once felt shy around them. They were a fun bunch, even more fun when they were all together, and they kept the set feeling lively and energetic. It was an amazing work environment and you loved it.

           You met Harrison sometime around the third week, as he was assisting Tom, who had only just begun shooting. You saw Tom around set a few times, but didn’t speak to him until nearly two months into the shooting process. The day you officially met Tom was one of the longest, busiest days on set.

           There had been a scene that had gone wrong, so production had been pushed back and everyone’s schedules went haywire. You had been darting around the set, speaking quietly with the directors and relaying messages to other assistants. In your comm, you heard the costuming director ask, “Can someone get Tom down to costuming, please?

           “I’ll send him your way,” You had responded. You wandered over to Tom, who had only just finished shooting his scene and stood next to him and waited for him to notice you. He was still wearing the Spiderman costume, his mask off and held loosely in his hands. “Excuse me, Tom?”

           He’d looked up, startled, from where he’d been about to take a drink. “Yes?”

           “They need you down in costuming,” You had said politely.

           He’d nodded his head, curly hair bouncing lightly as he did so. He took another big gulp of water and put his bottle down. “Thanks, love.”

           He had been gone before you could respond.

           It seemed silly to think of such a small moment as life changing, but it had been. After that day on set, suddenly Tom seemed to be everywhere. You usually moved across the studio as you were needed, but Tom was always somehow at every place you were sent. You saw him more and more as the shooting went on and you’d become friends.

           He’d asked you out a month after your first meeting and you’d said yes, smiling so wide that your face actually hurt from it. Tom had taken you out to dinner at a quiet restaurant in town where you’d sat in the booth and made heart eyes at each other for four hours. He had asked you out again the next morning.

           You’d been together ever since. It had been almost a year ago since you’d started dating. He was an astonishing human being and you adored every single second you spent with him. He knew how to make you laugh without trying, he knew how to brighten your day, and he knew how to calm you down from your moods.

           He was sweet and charming, kind and compassionate, funny and loving. He expressed more than any man you’d ever met and he wasn’t afraid to tell you when he was hurting. It was one of the things you loved most about him—how he’d come to you when he was feeling sad or angry or upset.

           The two of you worked well together—Tom was a ball of energy and you were the steady, calming presence that he needed to anchor him. You were an emotionally driven person and sometimes you got caught up in thoughts that tore you down, but Tom was always there to remind you of how to get back up.

           You loved him with everything you had. After your last relationship with him, you had sworn to never fall in love again, to never let yourself be vulnerable, to never let yourself be dragged under by someone else’s current. But here you were, hopelessly, desperately in love with Tom.

           And things had been going fine—great, even. You and Tom were happy. You came to his house most nights for dinner and movies, you went out shopping during the week with Harrison, you FaceTime’d the Hollands on the weekends, and you felt free for the first time in a very long time.

           But then you’d gotten the call.

           It had been your fault—you hadn’t checked the caller ID. You were at Tom’s house for the night, absently stirring pasta in the pot on the stove as you waited for Tom to get back from the store, where you’d sent him to pick up parmesan. When your phone rang, you’d automatically assumed it was Tom.

           But it was him. Your ex. The one who’d destroyed everything in your life and torn apart everything you held dear. The one who made you hate the person you were, who filled your heart with his terrible darkness, the one who’d made you swear to never, ever, fall in love with someone again.

           You couldn’t remember much of the conversation because as soon as you’d heard his voice, you heart has started pounding and your ears had started ringing. All you could remember was hearing him say your name and feeling the dread that made your heart drop all the way to your stomach.

           You had ended the call as soon as you heard him speak, but your vision was still turning black at the edges and you still felt faint. The sensation of pins and needles shot up and down your arms and you were certain that if you tried to stand, your legs would give way because they were shaking so bad.

           You couldn’t hear anything except the ringing in your ears and the sound of your panicked breaths. The wetness on your face dripped down your cheeks and onto your shirt, staining the grey material black. Your hands were trembling in your lap, vibrating with tension and anxiety.

           You were so lost in your own frightened mind that you hadn’t even heard the door open. You hadn’t heard Tom stroll into the house, hadn’t heard the way he’d called your name, didn’t heard the way the groceries clattered to the floor as he skidded across the kitchen to crouch down next to you.

           He grabbed your hands as his face swam into your line of sight, blurry and disorienting. He was saying your name, voice getting more and more frantic the longer it took you to respond. It must’ve been the, “Please, love, talk to me, what’s going on?” that startled you out of your state.

           Something about the British lilt to the words, the way he’d spoken, had stirred something in your brain that just said safe. So, you tried your hardest to focus on him and choked out a soft, “T-Tom?”

           His nervous, wide brown eyes finally found yours. You stared at him, taking comfort in the softness, the kindness you saw there. “Hi darling, come back to me,” He shushed your blubbering sobs quietly, thumbs rubbing gently across your wrists as he held you steady. “Easy now, dove.”

           “I c-can’t—”

           “I know, I know,” He shushed you again and moved closer, pulling you into his strong chest. He rubbed your back gently as he tucked your wet face into his warm neck. “Breathe, love, okay? Nice and easy. Breathe when I do,” His words were quiet and he placed both of your hands on his chest.

           Tom took a deep inhale that you desperately tried to follow. He held his breath for a few seconds and then exhaled deeply. He continued breathing like this for a few moments, inhaling, holding, and exhaling, until your own breathing had calmed down and you had sagged against him in relief.

           Your head was still pounding and your face was still wet, but your vision had cleared and your hands had stopped shaking. Tom was still rubbing your back, fingers making slow ovals from your shoulders down to your waist, when you finally felt comfortable enough to croak out, “Thanks.”

           “How are you doing?” He asked, voice still quiet.

           “Better,” You told him. You leaned back and looked up at his face, wiping underneath your eyes and under your nose. You felt exhausted and drained, wanting nothing more than to crawl into bed for the next twenty-four hours and never get up.

           “What happened?” He asked, eyes searching yours.

           “He called me,” You explained, voice rough. “He said my name and I—I couldn’t—I couldn’t breathe.”

           “Easy, easy,” He cooed gently, brushing your hair out of your face. “He’s not here. You’re here, with me. You’re safe.”

           “I know,” You whispered, voice breaking. You coughed and sniffed, resting your head back against his chest. You rubbed at your eyes, sighing. “I hate that he has this much power over me. That he can make me fall apart like this.”

           “That’s what people like him do, my love,” Tom said, voice sad and apologetic. “They get into your head and fill it with lies and hatred. They tear you down and break you apart.”

           “I just wish he’d leave me alone,” You admitted.

           “I do too,” Tom nuzzled the top of your head, lightly brushing his nose over your scalp. “I hate seeing you like this.”

           “I’m sorry,” You told him, fingers curling in the soft cotton of his shirt.

           “Don’t apologize, darling,” He said immediately, placing a firm, but gentle kiss at the crown of your hair. “You don’t need to apologize for anything, you hear me?”

           You nodded slowly. “Thank you, Tom. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

           “You’re welcome, my love,” He squeezed you just a little bit tighter. “I’ll always be here for you.”

           “I know,” You said, smiling into his neck.

           Tom helped you to your feet slowly, holding on to your hands to make sure you didn’t fall. You swayed in to him, being pulled into his orbit like the moon to the earth. He rubbed your back as you settled against his chest. He glanced at the stove. “Why don’t you go get in bed, and I’ll clean up in here?”

           You were too tired to argue, so you mumbled out an, “Okay,” and stumbled off towards Tom’s bedroom. You didn’t waste any time in stripping to your pajamas, throwing on one of Tom’s softest shirts and climbing under the thick, heavy comforter. Tom came into the bedroom only a few minutes later.

           He followed your lead, stripping out of his clothes and into his sleep attire, before clicking off the light and climbing in beside you. He curled up behind you immediately, his arm bracketing your waist and his nose pressed against the base of your spine. You wedged one of your feet between his and pressed your back against his chest.

           “Goodnight, darling,” Tom breathed out, already sounding half asleep. His breath tickled the back of your neck and gently moved your hair. “I love you.”

           A genuine smile slid across your face. “I love you too, Tom.”

A/N: requests are open loves, hope you all enjoyed xx


A Symbol of Strength


I forced myself to walk back into that office with my head held high, ignoring the fact that it was genuinely, utterly humiliating to be back there.
Molly and Sasha were shooting me encouraging smiles as I scurried past our desk, but Niall was literally cringing on my behalf, teeth clenched and shoulders tight. Niall wasn’t exactly the best person when it came to hiding his true emotions. His bloody face would just give away the whole thing.
I smiled back at them as much as I could, ignoring the looks on everyone else’s faces because I knew they’d just be wondering what the hell I was doing back there. It was better not to look their way, because I already had a million reasons to run back out of there, and I was trying my absolute best to fight that instinct that always kicked in, the one the made me run and not face up to things that I needed to.
It was something I really needed to change.

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anonymous asked:

Do you know of any other lgbt books on webtoon and if so can you list them?:}


Featured comics:

ShootAround - a hilarious and occasionally hearwrenching story about teens surviving the zombie apocalypse. It really is funny, I have laughed so many times reading it, and the story has so much heart I LOVE IT (make Elise happy please ;_____;). Most of the cast is LGBT+ or PoC or both.

Under the Aegis - epic fantasy with fascinating worldbuilding and wonderful characters. The comic is nearly over and I am DYING everything hurts it’s so good. It takes a while before the characters’ sexualities are explored but about half of the main cast is LGBT+ in some way which was unexpected and glorious <3

Snailogy - magical realism slice-of-life-ish semi-autobiographical-ish comic. Beautiful art, that ranges from gorgeous to gothic and creepy (and still gorgeous). I don’t know exactly how Aidyn (the creator) identifies, but in the comic he makes it clear that he was DFAB and prefers male pronouns, and many of the strips deal with his thoughts on gender.

FAUST - urban fantasy inspired by Goethe’s Faust. The main character is unambigously attracted to men (though I’m not sure exactly what his sexuality is) Really crisp cell-shaded art with some incredible fight scenes and hints and mysteries and worldbuilding that I can’t wait to learn more about. 

Immortal Nerd - quirky sci-fi comedy set in a super diverse future. I’m pretty certain every single character is LGBT+ in some way. It’s essentially a comic about memes and at times it’s left me in stitches. It’s probably one of the most unique things I’ve ever seen. 

Also, Heroine Chic, Yumi’s Cells and Dents all have side LGBT+ characters. I think Cheese in the Trap does as well, though I haven’t read it yet (though I have heard very good things about it).


Springroll’s Daily Life - Really cute semi-autobiographical comic about girlfriends. The cutest girlfriends! The art is too adorable for words and it’s really charming and funny :D

The Unfitting Puzzle Piece - beautifully drawn contemporary romance/drama about two scarred girls forming a relationship. Deals with some pretty heavy themes, but includes trigger warnings at the beginning of episodes when necessary.

Let’s study, shall we? - Cute, colourful highschool romance/comedy (girlxgirl) The characters are bursting with energy and the art is great! 

And that’s all I can think of right now.

But there are probably heaps of LGBT+ comics on webtoons that I forgot about or haven’t even read myself yet, so if you know of any more please reblog and add to the list :)

(Self-promotion is encouraged! If you draw a LGBT+ comic and post it to LINE webtoon please add it to this list.)

Dating Iris West Would Include...

Requested by anon

  • Being the most adorable couple around
  • Always holding hands
  • Iris always kissing your cheek in public
  • Being the only one able to make Iris laugh during a dark time
  • Thinking her smile is the most beautiful thing in the world
  • And Iris thinking the same about you
  • Stealing each other’s makeup
  • You reading every single one of Iris’s articles thoroughly
  • And praising her all the time
  • “Seriously! You’re amazing. This is the greatest thing I’ve ever read. You’re gonna be a huge journalist one day.”
  • Supporting each other’s dreams and goals
  • Giving each other cheesy motivational speeches
  • And getting even more of them when you met Barry
  • Finding out Iris knew the Flash pretty early in the relationship
  • But not meeting them until a few months in
  • “Barry! You’re the Flash! I should’ve known!”
  • Having a lot of fangirl moments when you met them all
  • “Oh my god, Wally! Iris, why didn’t you tell me that your brother was Kid Flash?”
  • Wally, Cisco, and Caitlin shipping you two
  • “Iris, never let her go. I want her as a sister.”
  • “Let’s a shot every time Y/N and Iris do something disgustingly adorable.” “Cisco.” “You’re right. We’ll be hammered in minutes.”
  • Quickly becoming a part of Team Flash
  • But Iris being cautious because she doesn’t want to lose you
  • “You just can’t tell anyone that you know the Flash, okay? You can’t let it slip out. I don’t want any reasons for an evil metahuman to try to get to you.”
  • Both of you getting very overprotective, very easily
  • Iris getting jealous surprisingly easy
  • If a guy ever made a rude comment about either of you on the street, the other would go off
  • Always having your arms around each other
  • Iris loving to sit in your lap
  • Lots of cuddling
  • And cute kisses
  • Which always sometimes lead to hot makeout sessions and sex
  • Barry being jealous of your relationship
  • “Oh. They’re kissing. Great.” “Just be happy that Iris found someone.” “You’re right, Joe. But… still.”
  • Joe loving you like his own
  • Having lots of family dinners at the West house
  • Always getting questioned about when you’re going to get married
  • Wally lowkey wanting to plan the wedding
  • Telling each other that you love each other all the time
  • You couldn’t go one day without telling Iris that you loved her
Seeing Their Ideal Type At A Concert

Requested by anonymous- Also, I’m sorry if it’s dumb and horrible and not what you were looking for. I’ve never done one of these before. I did some looking around and made this to the best of my abilities. I’m pretty sure I wrote these longer than most of the reactions I’ve seen, and less open ended and more story like, but that’s just how I roll. They kinda ended up almost more like mini drabbles lol. Scenarios? Whatever. Also, I felt incredibly cheesy writing these. So much cheese. 


Originally posted by jghoseoks

Your banner caught his eye first. A huge sign with his face saying “He’s our only hope!” (Kek) He walked over, prepared to give a bit of fan service, when he sees you. He thinks you are so pretty, and practically falls in love with your smile. He’s thrilled to see that you’re here for him when he notices your shirt with his face. He sends you finger hearts and his signature sun smile. He see’s that you and your friends are keeping up with even the more complicated dances, and notices by your movements that there is no way you are not a dancer. Suddenly this boy who was born extra, becomes extra X9000. Tongue is out, hips are thrusting, and he’s spending as much time on your side of the stage as possible. Unbeknownst to you, his whole performance has become about making you smile as much as possible. He catches the flower crown you throw onstage and wears it for the rest of the concert. As he leaves the stage at the end of the night, he makes a mental note to take a selca with the crown in the hopes that he’d see you comment. 


Originally posted by yoonseok

(I would like to take a quick moment to say I’ve felt the power of his smirk while looking into my eyes. It’s no joke when I say it’s a life changer)

Yoongi’s stage presence is well known for being powerful and charismatic. So it was no surprise to you that your eyes kept being drawn to him again and again. What did surprise you was the feeling that he was actually looking right back. Several times he come over and did his lines while looking right into your eyes, and holy shit, was that a smirk? You tried not to get excited, knowing full well it was most likely fan service. What you didn’t know, however, was that he was just LOVING how into the music you were. You even kept up with his rap lines. He could see by your blush that you knew the grin was for you, so he decided to have fun teasing you for the rest of the night. Just when he thought you couldn’t get more perfect, instead of turning into a sobbing fangirl from the attention, you started teasing him back. You fan yourself when he’s thrusting his hips at you, roll your eyes whenever he says something cheesy, and pretend to puke when he does aegyo. His gummy grin came out in full force when you threw him a devil horn headband, and you raised your eyebrows at him in challenge. He prances around in the headband and the crowd is loving it. Too soon, the night is over. Two weeks later, you find a new comment on one of your youtube covers… MYG comments: ”The music’s not bad devil girl.”


Originally posted by hoseokxx

Namjoon was greeting the crowd when he saw you, and stumbled over his words for a moment. You were stunning. If tumblr was a person, it would be you (I crack myself up). He spent most of the night hanging around your side of the stage, doing all kinds of silly things to make you smile, talking to the crowd as much as he could get away with. He knew he was supposed to be professional and pay attention to everyone, but he just couldn’t help himself. He was pleased when he saw you get excited and sing along with his parts, and thought it was cute when you tried to rap. At the end of the night, he made sure to lock eyes with you as he was saying goodbye to the crowd and gave you one of his famous dimpled winks. Fast forward a few months later, and the boys are looking over profiles for a model to be the love interest in their new music video. Namjoon’s shocked expression has everyone looking at the profile in his hand. “This one.” he growls. It’s you. 


Originally posted by armyfanclub

He sees a huge poster of him in a puppy costume in the crowd. It makes him laugh so he looks down at the fans holding it and is shocked. You were perfect. Suddenly, he wants to do nothing but impress you. Goodbye puppy Jimin, hello Adonis. This boy is being completely disrespectful and there are way more body rolls, lip bites, and clothes being pulled off than there was supposed to be. He threw his shirt at you, and you caught it, shocked and blushing, while he grins. The night ends, and you leave a changed person, a Jimin stan for life. You are so worked up you film yourself dancing to Jimin’s solo Lie, and post it on youtube.  A few days later, it’s being retweeted by none other than BTS’s twitter. In your messages you find something from someone with a private profile. “Are you wearing my shirt right now? ;) (I’m sorry, he just seems like he would totally fuk boi text, ya know?)


Originally posted by jeonify

This boy would notice you right away and turn into a blushing mess. Until the music starts, that is. Suddenly he’s serenading you, and smirking, and just being charismatic AF. You were a little older than him and weren’t even a Jungkook stan, but you kept feeling yourself being pulled in his direction. He certainly moved his body in a way that suggested he knew what he was doing. Soon it was you that was a blushing mess and he loved it. You threw the plushie monkey on stage that you had actually meant for another member and he was quick to snatch it up and wrap it around his neck. He spent the rest of the night with it like that, and when the concert was over and they went to their rooms, he had it in bed with him. Some time passed, and you’re performing an acoustic cover of one of your favorite love songs at a cafe, like you do every Saturday. When the song is over, one of the waitresses brings over some tea and tells you it’s been paid for. You look around, and there in the dark corner of the cafe is a person in a black face mask. He pulls it down and winks at you before putting it back. Jungkook has found you. 


Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

(The gif kinda explains where I’m going with this one lol)

Ah, Tae. With this boy you never know what you’re going to get. He’s either the most adorable thing to ever exist, or so hot a single glance will melt you into a puddle. When he sees you in the crowd, sex god Taehyung is activated. He’s looking into your eyes while licking his lips. Thrusting his hips, and dancing so incredibly amazing. He’s been pulling his shirt up so much you begin to wonder why he even still has it on. Towards the end of the night, you throw up the two plushies you’d brought for him. He picks them up quickly, and kisses one before giving it back to you with a wink. You both sleep with them that night. The next day you are so inspired (infires!) that you spend all day drawing. You post what you consider your greatest work, Taehyung in all his seductive glory, on tumblr and it seems to be well received. You get a message a few days later. “Do you really think I look like that? WOW. I think you’re pretty too.”


Originally posted by bwiseoks

This man is a born show person. So as soon as he spots you, looking gorgeous and wearing his jersey numbers, he decides to put on the best show of his life. He’s talking to the crowd, dancing his little heart out and singing like an angel. You laughed at all his ridiculous jokes and cried when he did his solo. You were obviously filming and taking pictures, so he made sure to make as much contact with you as possible. At the end of the night, he looks straight into your camera and gives you his famous flying kiss. Several months later, Jin is taking an acting class, to prepare for a drama he was considering trying out for. The teacher reads off names and puts them into groups for a project. As he walks over to his assigned group, he’s stunned, because there you are.