the black one looks way better than the white one tbh

Hello graphic makers!! You’re probably aware that there is a huge problem on tumblr with whitewashing. Or maybe you’re not. As a predominantly disney-based blogger, the whitewashing I personally see are from the disney fandom, so I’m going to use screencaps from those movies to show you several quick techniques so you’ll see just how easy it is to have your pretty bright and pastel colour palettes and not whitewash characters of colour.

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RFA DOGS HC :)

So I decided to do a little collaboration with the beautiful @sketchyy-pencil with using her art as inspiration to write HCS for the cute doggies c: I have her permission to use her art. The drawings are hers and you can find the post HERE with their names HERE



Zen’s Dog: Jun the Siberian Husky

  •  He was hungry for love… hungry for being wanted… hungry for someone to run up to him and welcome him home…. but also… someone to be there for him as a friend…..who looks up to him…. THAT IS WHY HE GOT A DOG.  Dogs are loyal, love you unconditionally, will welcome you home, will look up to you, THEY ARE A MANS/WOMENS BEST FRIEND COME ON. He went to a breeder, and found this dog who was being ignored by everyone else. All of its brother and sisters were playing without him and when hew white dog tried to play with them, they growled at him and he walked away. THE FEELS WERE HIT OKAY. ZEN WAS GETTING THOSE FLASHBACKS AND HE RAN TO THE DOG AND HUGGED HIM SAYING THAT HE WILL BE HIS NEW FATHER. He took the puppy home and educated himself on how to take care of a husky. 
  • Look, Zen becomes the way Jumin is with Elizabeth the 3rd. Zen practices his lines with the dog. He got a little care seat on his motorcycle so the dog can go with him to his special place. You do not fuck with his dog. The dog is like an exact replica of Zen. White fur with Red eyes making all the other dogs want to be him or want to be with him. The dog is really there for Zen in a emotional level. They both know how it is to be ignored and not loved. Okay TBH, Jun rarely gets dog food, he gets meat, chicken, ham, all that good stuff. Zen makes sure he runs the the fat off so he doesn’t get sick D: He makes sure the dog takes frequent ice baths c: He loves to go to the park and play catch with his doggie. They cant be there for long because of fans wanting to take pictures. BEST BELIEVE THIS DOG IS THERE POSING FOR THE PHOTO

Yoosung’s Dog: Rin the Corgi

  • Yoosung was tired of feeling lonely all the time and he decided to do something about it. He decided to join a new club at campus and he decided to join the CORGI APPRECIATION SQAUD club. He always wanted to be apart of a squad so he was an active member c: He started to find appreciation to the breed and decided to get one of his own c: The club gave him directions to this adoption center and thats where he met his best friend RIN THE CORGI :,D Rin was Yoosungs hype dog! Yoosung bought LOL shirts for her and everything. He loVES PLAYING WITH HER TINY LITTLE LEGS!!! HE LIKS TO FLICK IT AND SING TO HER WHILE HE RUBS HER BELLY. SHE BRINGS HIM HAPPINESS. LIKE HE BUYS PAJAMAS FOR HER AND EVERYTHING. REASON TO LIVE. REASON TO DO GOOD IN SCHOOL. SHE IS JUST A GOOD GIRL. LOVES TO HUG. SHE TRIPS SOMETIMES BUT ITS OKAY. YOOSUNG PICKS HER UP AND TAPS HER BUT A BIT. 
  • BONUS
    • HE TOOK HER A SHOWER. HE FILLED HIS TUB HALF WAY. PLOPPED HER IN WITH GOGGLES AND EVERYTHING. HER BUTT FUCKING FLOATED. HE LEGIT CRIED CAUSE IT WAS TOO CUTE. 

Saeran’s Dog: Ciel the Doberman

  • Saeran actually met Ciel in the worst way possible. Ciel was Saerans personal guardian angel.
  • When Rika manipulated Saeran to join Mint Eye, he wasn't “conditioned” yet. He didnt know what Rika meant by that but 2 months later he was locked in the basement with little food and water. Men wearing white robes and black masks came in the basement and hosed down Saeran leaving him soaked and wet. They have him eat special food 3 times a day and thats all he gets. He doesn’t have clothes or a blanket. He just has a mattress and a pillow. He couldn’t believe Saeyoung would trade his freedom for his brother. Rika finally was convincing him that Saeyoung left him to die and that he must be cleansed by the lord. “The enemy is the RFA. The stole my happiness away from me. My main target is my own flesh and blood Saeyoung Choi. Mission? To Kill Him.” That was all he was thinking about when he was holding himself in the night trying to spread warmth throughout his body. Later in the night, he heard rapid footsteps around the basement. He thought it was a rat but he rubbed his eyes to try and see better. His vision cleared a bit and he saw a white puppy hiding behind one of the boxes holding bread in its mouth. The puppy looked at Saeran and ran into one of the empty boxes. Saeran went closer to the pups territory and kneeled down extending its hand so the puppy can know Saeran means no harm. The puppy trusted him and from that day on, the dog shared its stolen meal with Saeran and cuddled with him in the night so they both can stay warm. 
  • However one afternoon, the puppy was hiding in its box waiting for nightfall to sneak out and grab food. The puppies nap was rudely interrupted when Rika and her followers barged into the basement to beat up Saeran because they accused him of stealing food. The three masked men were punching and kicking him leaving Saeran defenseless. The puppy didn’t think twice leaving his hidden box and went to attack the men. The puppy was biting their legs as if they were pieces of meat protecting his friend. Rika saw what was happening and was about to attack the puppy till Saeran interfered and protected his friend. Saeran finally decided to fully join her and her cult if they let him and his friend live like decent beings. Rika agreed knowing the medicine was now taking affect. She gave them a room and Chef to feed them and everything. From that day on, they were eachs other ride or die.

Jihyun/V’s Dog: Angel the Australian Shepard 

  • Angel traveled around the world with V. She is a very loyal and friendly dog. The only problem V had with Angel is that for an odd reason, she hated Rika. Whenever Rika walked into the room, Angel growled and walked away. When Rika tried to cuddle with V, Angel jumped on the couch and sat on his lap demanding attention. Rika hated Angel and Angel hated her. She tried to convince V to get rid of Angel because her excuse was it was “damaging the relationship”. He told her no that he rather lose her than Angel. Angel barked and slept with V while Rika was planning on a thing called Mint Eye. Rika told V about her idea and Angel went and laid on top of V and growled at her. A sun can always disappear but an Angel will always be there.

MC’s Dog: Shin the Dalmatian

  • This dog is legit the worse dog guard ever. Zen convinced MC to get a dog to make sure she is safe and protected. She told Zen she already had a dog and that her name was Shin and that she was your pride and joy. The whole RFA felt better knowing you had a dog there ready to protect its master from any harms way. 
    • V saw the messages and began to freak out thinking the dog could possibly smell the bomb so he just never logged back in LMAO IM SORRY  HE HAS IMPORTANT SHIT TO DO 
  • However, MC didnt tell them that Shin is the most friendliest dog ever. She plays with everyone and loves to play little jokes. MC usually smiled because Shin had the same personality as the person who gave MC the adorable Dalmatian, MC’s grandfather c: Whenever she had to make phone calls or answer emails for the party, Shin was mostly annoyed because she wasn’t getting any attention
  • BONUS
    • When MC heard her window shattered she was frighten seeing a white haired man in her home. She knew that was Unknown but before she could say anything, Shin jumped ontop of the man knocking him to the floor. Shin was wagging her tail with a ball in her mouth. Unknown did not expect that reaction. 
      • EXTRA BONUS 
        • Unknown started to play fetch with Shin and joined them for dinner eating spaghetti with them. 

Seven’s Dog: Chip the Shibu Inou 

  • He was inspired to get this dog because he saw a meme on social media about Doge and he wanted one so bad. Screw Elly, if she didnt want or need his love, he was going to give it to someone who needs it. He decided to go to a shelter hoping he can find famous meme breed and after 8 different shelters, he couldn’t find the meme breed D: He was beginning to lose hope but he decided to try one more shelter. When he entered the shelter, he saw a 7 month year old Shibu Inu and he screeched like a little girl. He ran towards their cage and was beginning to baby talk to it. He paid for the papers and everything. He didnt prepare to have a animal in its home, so he fed it honey buddah chips. When the dog stuck his face inside the bag it got stuck and Seven began laughing. He removed the bag from the puppies face and noticed there was a chip on it heads. He decided to call his perfect companion Chip :) Short for Honey Buddha Chips :) The thing he loves the most is named after his love :,D 
  • Seven decided to wear a Shibu Inu costume and slept on the floor with Chip so Chip wouldn’t feel lonely :,) After a couple of days later, he brought chip to sleep with him in his bed because the floor was getting uncomfortable. When Chip started to sleep with Seven, Sevens nightmare started to fade away. The guilt he carried inside his head and heart was being cured by chip, but it didnt mean his episodes stopped. One night Seven was having episodes when he was coding because he thought he saw a code saying “Saeran” in binary and he totally lost it. He fell to the ground crying grabbing his own hair. Chip grabbed a potato and ran to Seven giving the potato to him. He then went on his lap and cuddle him giving of “I’m here, everything will be okay vibes” :)

Jumin’s Dog: King Charles the German Shepard 

  • Jumin only thought about getting a dog because he was getting tired of Saeyoung trying to sneak into his pent house and grab Elizabeth 3rd. 
  • He knew Saeyoung could get past the guards and fuck up the security system easily, so he decided to tell Assistant Kang to look for breeder that has the highest qualifications to breed guard dogs. He finally got the information from Assistant Kang and personally went with Elizabeth 3rd to find the perfect dog to protect Elizabeth. Of course Elizabeth must come along to help him find the perfect dog that is suitable for her taste. He had Elizabeth the 3rd in his arms with security guards around him because he was paranoid a dog might react aggressively seeing a precious feline. 
  • He entered the training camp and noticed how obedient the dogs where, but they already belong to the trainers. The breeder took him to the 1-2 year old dogs who matured enough to be obedient. He walked in the special area and there was this black German Shepard that has been eyeing Jumin and Elizabeth from far away. Jumin didnt notice because he was noticing how Elizabeth the 3rd was feeling a bit nervous. Jumin didnt notice that there was an untrained angry dog on the lose and it was heading towards Elizabeth the 3rd. Elizabeth knew she was in danger and jumped out of her fathers arm and ran for it, she put Forest Gump to shame, she was having her own kitty Vietnam flashbacks. Jumin notice the angry dog about to attack Elizabeth till a black German Shepard who’ve been observing the whole situation decided to attack the other dog and defend Elizabeth. The two dogs were fighting till the owner of the untrained dog got a hold of the rude dog and took him back to his cage for training. Jumin ran quickly to the fierce black German Shepard and notice it had a bite mark around its neck. He noticed Elizabeth 3rd climb onto the back of the dog and licked the battle wound and Jumin fell in love with the dog. He bought the dog right away and he was preparing paperwork to sue the trainer for almost hurting his precious feline. He welcomed King Charles with open arms because it saved his heart, his everything, Elizabeth 3rd. 
  • BONUS
    • Jumin left a camera in the penthouse and camped out in his car to see if King Charles can do his job 
      • 1 hour later Seven sneaked in and right when he made it pass the kitchen, King Charles attacked Seven by barking and chasing him off the penthouse. 
        • Jumin trained him to not the hurt the RFA but to scare them LMAO 
          • when he noticed everything on the camera, he bought King Charles a diamond collar. 

Jaehee’s Dog: Mocha the Beagle

  • This precious little Beagle is Jaehees best friend. She is always waiting for Jaehee to come home from a long day of being Jumins slave. She picked up Mocha while she kicked off her shoes and threw her fake as glasses on the couch. She gave Mocha a quick kiss on her adorable forehead and gently flicked her long soft ears. UGH MOCHAS EARS. 
  • Jaehee then went to kitchen and placed Mocha on the chair and began talking to Mocha about her day while making coffee. People may not believe her when she tells them, but Mocha actually responds back by giving different variations of a bark. If she disagrees with something, mostly what Jumin makes her do, Mocha gives a mad bark with a little growl. If she agrees, she barks happily with a little pant. 
  • Jaehee just smiles at her canine thanking the moment she first met Mocha. 
  • *flashback*
  • It was a heavy rainstorm that on particular night and Mr. Han offered to take Jaehee to her apartment because she took a cab to work. She politely agreed and hold and umbrella over Mr. Hans head so he wouldn’t get wet. 
    • Her whole left shoulder was soaking wet but she had to do it for her boss. They were halfway there to the limo but she heard a faint cry. She stopped and Mr. Han got a bit week and looked annoyed. He was tugging her to continue walking but she didnt. She kept looking for the noise and saw a box with a little head poking outside of it. She dragged Mr. Han to the car and pushed him inside and ran back to help the helpless creature. She almost lost her job but she knows Jumin cant find no one better than her. :)
Destruction Of A Muse [Part 1]

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Requested by: Anonymous

Hey! Can I request a scenario where you’re in your last year of uni doing literature and lose your motivation, and it’s not till you meet a talented musician you get your ambition back? I’m yoongi biased so if it’s him that’d be fab! Thankyou!! 💞

You cupped your hands over your face, your index fingers rubbing back and forth along the bridge of your nose. Your eyes stung from staring at the white light of your laptop screen and your skull was throbbing with how much thought you were putting into your essay. A quick glance to the clock at the bottom right of the screen had a grown falling from your lips; 4;27 a.m., in two hours, you’d have to be getting ready for class. Dropping your hands to the desk with a thud, you glared at the still mostly blank word document, the cursor blinking at you as if taunting you that you hadn’t made it move in the last hour and a half or so.

This was your last essay before your thesis; you were so close to getting your Master’s that you could feel it barely brushing against your fingertips. But the last few months had been overbearing to say the least; your parent’s had announced that they would be getting a divorce just weeks after the semester started, you got fired from your longtime, paid internship because you were being accused of stealing office supplies–which you weren’t, by the way–and then your boyfriend informed you over Christmas break that he’d been seeing someone else and that your three year relationship was now over. So your studies weren’t really on the forefront of your mind, to say the very least.

You sucked in a long breath, and let it out in a huff through your nose. You did still have a week before you had to hand this in, so all hope was not lost. Things just really weren’t looking good for you at the moment. Your fingers tapped a rhythm out against your space bar, your touch too light to press the key down and make that forsaken blinking cursor nudge over and stop silently mocking you. The sound of your scoff shattered the silence of your apartment, almost making you jump. You needed some kind of distraction, and at this hour, pickings were slim.

Your lips pursed in thought, your fingers slowly walking along your desk, tracing the side of your phone before picking it up. A quick swipe with the pad of your thumb had your home screen greeting you, the brightness doing nothing beneficial for your already sore–and most likely reddened–eyes. You tapped the name of the one person who you had no doubt would be awake at this ungodly hour:

“Some people are trying to sleep, you know, Y/N.” Namjoon’s deep voice fluttered into your ear, not sounding the least bit groggy.

“Were you one of those people?” You ask, your hoarse voice giving away how obviously sleep-deprived you were.

A pause. “No, but I could have been.” You chuckled on your end, the laugh only lasted mere seconds. “What’s up?”

“I’m unmotivated trash and I’m going to flunk and not get my Master’s degree and I’ll end up having to sell my kidney to make rent money.” Your head fell back against your chair, your upper body slouching slightly.

Namjoon snorted into your ear. “You could go into acting with all that drama spilling from your mouth.”

“Shut up.” You grumble, one foot planted on the ground to pivot you back and forth in your chair. “You’re getting the highest marks in class, you don’t get to have an opinion.”

“So, you called because?” He tried to sound fed up, but there was a lilt of humour in his voice that gave him away.

“Because I’m sad, and I need my Joonie to cheer me up.” You whined, a subconscious pout pulling out your bottom lip despite the fact that he couldn’t see you.

“You’re sad, are you?” You hummed an affirmation. “Well… I have a show tomorrow night, why don’t you come along? Could be fun. Watch me looking great and being extremely talented on a grimy collection of wooden skids covered in a sheet, also known as the stage.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculous depiction, but a part of you was really intrigued by the idea. Namjoon shared his love of literature with you, of course. After all, you two were getting the same degrees. But he had another side of him; he was an underground rapper and although he shared some of his lyrics with you from time to time and told you about his shows on occasion, you’d never been invited to see him in action.

“I’d love to.”

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Part 3 of Lachesism! Lance

that’s right guys, there’s a part 3. I can’t believe how much support this has been getting, thank you guys! You’re all so nice ❤❤

You can read Part One here and Part Two here

check out some of my other minifics here

Enjoy!


 “Why can’t you just let me feel useful for once?”

Lance fled the room, angrily wiping his face as he ran, searching for the comfort of his lion. He ignored the calls of his teammates, ignored the feelings of fear, regret and pity that radiated off of them. 

He ignored everything but the purrs of his lion.

Lance understood why Blue had let them in, she hadn’t wanted him to keep his powers a secret in the first place. Blue was just worried (understandably, he was learning how to make emotions into solid objects) and he could never angry at her for long. Once he reached his hangar, he locked it for good measure and changed the password for good measure, before finally taking a deep breath of air and staring at his lion.  

“Well that was certainly a shit show, right Blue?” Lance laughed breathlessly, a slight tremor in his voice. He began walking over to her, placing a hand on her paw once he reached her. “It didn’t exactly go how I thought it would.” Blue hummed her agreement in his mind, comforting his anxious thoughts. A slight smile graced his face before changing into a grimace.

“But…to be honest Blue, I never thought they’d be angry at me. I knew they’d be upset but that pissed,” Lance let out a sigh,”It was a little much.” Sensing her paladins discomfort, Blue opened her mouth and let Lance inside. He made his way through his lion slowly, gliding a hand across the wall as he walked. “It hurt, Blue. It hurt a lot. They looked so, so afraid of me.” He paused for a moment, his fingers slowly curling into a fist. He could still feel the emotions rolling off his teammates like waves, each beckoning him to take a dive into the abyss that was feelings.  “A-Am I scary Blue? …Am I monster?”

No, my paladin, you are no monster.

“Then what am I Blue? I’m not a hero, I’m not a Paladin of Voltron, and I’m not even sure I’m completely human at this point!” Lance cried out, sliding down against the wall. “T-These powers Blue, what do they mean?” He began to curl into himself, tears on the brink of falling out. He shoved the palms of his hands against his eyes, trying to stop the tears from overflowing. The negative emotions he usually kept on lockdown were drowning him, they were clawing up his throat and bubbling out as harsh sobs. “What am I?”

You are my paladin, the Blue lion spoke, her words wrapping around Lance’s mind like a blanket, protecting him from the negative emotions in him. You are precious, you are unique and you are wonderful. Blue tried to focus all the love she had for her paladin into her words, sending him as much warmth as she could.

Lance refused to believe her and Blue fought to keep that blanket around him, tightening its bounds around his mind. You are my paladin. 

“You deserve better than me Blue.” The coils grew tighter, dark matter beginning to form around Lance. You are my paladin. 

“Blue…” 

She could hear the shouts of her paladin’s teammates from within her hangar, each shouting for Lance. But her paladin needed rest, he needed these negative emotions gone from his mind so he could be happy. She would heal him. She would protect him. She would be there for her paladin like he was there for her. Sending a quick sorry to Black, Blue protected her paladin the best way she could. You are my cub. 

All Lance could see was black.


“Are you an idiot?! Who says that to the obviously emotionally unstable guy?” Pidge shouted, “Who gave you the right to speak to him that way? Tell me Keith, who?”

“That’s enough Pidge,” Shiro chided.

“Um excuse me? Keith just made a magical Lance who could do some crazy things have a mental breakdown and run off!” She yelled. 

“And I’m sorry about that! But what Lance did was wrong and he needed to know that!” Keith argued through clenched teeth. 

“And what you did was wrong as well! We could have that discussion when he wasn’t a fidgety, anxious mess! But nooo, Keith has to open his big fat mouth and ruin-”

“I said that’s enough Pidge,” Shiro interrupted, “Pidge is correct Keith, you shouldn’t have said that. But Lance also shouldn’t have done what he did, however that did not need to be discussed yet.” Keith looked away angrily, a frown set on his face.  

Shiro sighed, deciding to let him be for now,”Hunk, do you and Pidge want to go check on Lance? I need to talk to Allura about what just happened.” All he got was a nod in response before the two walked out of the room in silence, Pidge sending a glare on their way out. 

Once the room was empty Shiro sent one last glance at Keith,”You’re going to have to apologize for what happened.”

“I know.”

“Because it wasn’t right.”

“I know.”

“And you need to learn-”

“I know Shiro, god,” Keith growled.

“Fine, be that way, but I expect an apology for Lance when I return. You disappointed me today Keith, you’re better than this.” He left it at that before exiting the room, hearing Keith sigh on his way out. 

His entire head was going to be white by the end of today.


ahh sorry it’s a bit short guys! if i wrote anymore it would end up being 3k words :) , hope you liked it though!

Something To Prove

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Fandom: MCU ; Spiderman (2017)
Warnings: /

Summary: When Happy isn’t available, you have to pick up Peter from school for a mission. Your dad’s orders.

A/N: I told you, didn’t I? Just a fluffly little thing. (also, I love the idea of a reader, who is tony’s daughter and dating peter. my kink, tbh haha) (added Peter to my fandoms page)

                                                               *****

A school’s gym. A place that stinks of sweat and stinky socks and one, where boys always had to cover up their erections when they saw their hot classmates in shorts that barely covered their asses. 

Not your favorite place in the world.

But thankfully enough, this would only be a short visit.

Being the daughter of Tony Stark had always been beneficial. For one, private teachers. And no gym classes. For that, you had enough Avengers who decided to be your personal trainer. Which wasn’t fun either, but better than this.

No, you were here today, because you had to pick up Peter from school for a mission.

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SMH Cell Phones

what a dork am I that this is been sitting in my drafts for so long, here y'all can have it :)))

Nursey

  • has an iPhone 7 Plus 256GB for all of his recordings, music, podcasts

  • is the clumsiest fuck on planet earth but he LOVES the look of the matte black iPhone with no case on it so he has the case off more often than he should

  • his screen? Literally always cracked (Dex finally convinced him to get a fuckin glass screen protector which he has to replace like every other week)

  • All of the cases he does put on his phone are thin and clear or clear with patterns that compliment the all black phone bc aes or die (current case is clear with BLM written in gold, fight me)


Ransom

  • has an iPhone 7 128 GB in red

  • actually has no clue how to text without emojis and he loves iMessage (he sometimes wishes he went for the plus but it doesn’t fit in his pocket)

  • case is white with a clear Canadian flag so the red shows through (Lardo got it special made as a gag gift but he loves it)

  • keeps a glass screen protector but he’s never had to replace it bc he’s perfect


Lardo

  • has an old gold iPhone 5s 32 GB. (it’s way too small but it was her first real smartphone so she’s really really attached to it)

  • It’s kinda beat up and it has paint splotches all over it from when she was more reckless with it but she keeps a case on it now

  • has a screen protector

  • Aforementioned screen protector is always cracked

  • She switches out her cases constantly, especially now that they’re so cheap

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voltron witch au

i was inspired to share my personal headcanons for @catnippacketswitch au !! their headcanons may differ from mine, but this is simply my elaboration off of their idea!

lance: water/sea witch

  • so many sea trinkets
  • shells, rocks, sand, driftwood, salt water, beach glass etc.
  • a lot of them are scattered around his room; on windowsills, tucked next to picture frames, decorating his workspace.
  • others he likes to turn into jewelry
  • loves making + enchanting jewelry, is very generous and enjoys giving his creations to his friends
    • “sorry you had a bad day, i added a charm to this cone shell necklace i made for you for protection”
    • “sand dollar dust for good luck! go get ‘em, buddy!”
  • meditates a lot, always trying to remain Cool, Calm, and Collected™
  • is actually A Mess the majority of the time, emotions very similar to the ocean’s tides
    • has the most trouble keeping his sacral chakra balanced (emotions, sexuality, self expression)
  • strong connection with the moon, performs a lot of rituals to better connect w + understand her
  • (though he considers himself secular)
  • aromatherapy!
  • is a very sentimental person, and strong emotions buried deep inside of him can be drawn out by certain scents
  • he’s not afraid of his emotions, and therefore has shown great interest in aromatherapy
  • often asks keith to make incense for him using his essential oils
  • cause lance is bad at it and keith is a pro (but lance’ll never admit that)
  • his grimoire is an absolute Mess
  • just a shitty torn up blue composition book covered in stickers and sigils and messages from his friends
  • he just shoves shit in it there’s no organization whatsoever
    • “lance i just wanted to compare correspondences my lap is literally covered in sand right now”
  • bath magic !!!! super into glamour and bath magic
  • has tried to make his own beauty products but found that pass-times such as baking aren’t high-up on his list of talents
  • sometimes him and hunk will make products for lance together, but most of the time lance will just buy some trustworthy and organic products from his favorite metaphysical shop or flea markets
  • lifetime supply of rosewater
  • poplar wand - feeling - (water) emotions, feelings, sensitivity, intuition, empathy, dance, instincts.
  • grip made of fabric from an old, beaten up Childhood Baby Blanket
  • is almost always humming and will 100% get a new song stuck in your head everyday
    • sings during rituals
    • sounds like an irl siren
    • beware

keith: fire/desert witch

  • lots of rituals
  • rituals involve lots of dancing (which he’s actually very good at)
  • uses his athame in every and any way possible - often incorporates it in his dancing
  • technically considers himself wiccan, but dislikes labels
  • worships the major planetary bodies in our solar system, though mainly focuses on the sun and moon
  • is a peaceful witch until provoked, then will show no remorse when he curses/hexes ur ass sorry honey
    • shiro always tries to convince him not to, but he isn’t normally very successful
    • lance and pidge are both total enablers for cursing lmao get him
    • everyone is so surprised when hunk; sweet, kind, caring hunk, encourages keith’s habit
  • (but lance could never actually curse someone, he just lives for drama)
  • (pidge could)
  • (pidge will)
  • writes everything in charcoal
  • constantly covered in charcoal
    • lance: uhh dude you got a little *points to the smear of charcoal on keith’s cheek*
    • keith: oh thanks *wipes cheek with charcoal covered hand* did i get it?
    • lance: yep yes yeah you got it buddy
  • burns written spells/sigils to activate them
  • just burns everything tbh
    • “split ends? no no, i lit my hair on fire”
  • no feeling in fingertips lol
  • makes incense for lance despite the massive headaches he gets from the strong scents
  • dabbles in blood magic
  • candles + wax everywhere
  • enjoys making different salts
  • endless supply of fire-salt
  • owns one (1) cactus
  • enjoys different textures and fabrics, therefore owns a bunch of tapestries and altar cloths
  • has world’s shittiest handwriting, but has a really cool (fake) leather-bound grimoire that he found on a road trip in the mid west
  • doesn’t remember the shop name
  • doesn’t remember the shop

pidge: green + tech witch

  • herbalism!
  • loves making jars + bottles using their own herbs
    • sometimes uses some of hunks crystals
    • or any other objects of importance, depending on the spell
  • seriously though their room is a mess it’s fllled with plants on shelves and hanging and on the floor
  • jars and bottles everywhere
  • random pieces of tech all over the place
  • do they have an actual floor? who knows
  • corners of their room are covered in mold and moss and there’s dirt all over the place
  • dirt under fingernails 24/7
  • relies heavily on their pendulum when making literally any decision ever, ranging from:
    • “should i eat this sandwich labeled ‘hunk’?”
    • to
    • “should i pack up my shit and leave to find my family (whom i cherish and love more than anything in this plane of existence), completely disregarding the safety of the entire universe and the fact that i will backhandedly and indirecting be the one responsible for the rise of the galra empire?”
  • recently got into making elixirs/potions (from hunk)
  • makes special gem elixirs to water their plants with
  • makes different ones depending on the type of plant and or what problem it’s having
  • sigils on everything
  • writes in anything they can - dirt, spit, tears, blood
  • pretty low-key tech witch, just really likes tech + adds simple magicks into their work
    • writes chants + spells in HTML
    • desktop background sigils
    • emoji spells
    • etc
  • e-grimoire that’s surprisingly pretty organized
  • only because its digital tbh they can’t keep papers and folders organized for shit
  • see: their room

hunk: kitchen/cottage + green witch

  • loves all types of cooking, but baking particularly!  
  • loves gardening
  • very generous!!!! loves giving!!!!!!!
  • bonds with pidge over plants :’)
  • has a shared greenhouse with them
    • they each have one half of the greenhouse, but they help each other out with their plants when needed
  • loves comparing grimoires with his friends
  • his grimoire is a big file-folder looking journal
  • it’s pretty tidy and he puts a lot of effort into it, but he’s not super artistically inclined when it comes to paper and pencil so it’s rather plain
  • though he is very crafty in other ways!!
  • super into knot work
  • picked up/dabbles in a little jewelry making thanks to lance
    • though he uses his crystals as jewelry pieces, not sea trinkets
  • crystal healer!
  • is! such! a! good! healer!
  • basically always has a stable root chakra
  • steady as a rock (or so he lets on)
  • always grounding himself
  • sometimes he’ll have to take off his shoes to better ground himself, but he’s become so good with his chakras that he normally doesn’t need to
    • actually experiences his emotions like a Normal Teenager should, but has taken on the self-appointed role of being his friends anchor
  • really enjoys tea and makes blends for himself and his friends
    • pidge is absolutely hooked on hunk’s tea for getting rid of cramps…God Bless………………..
    • tries not to rely on superstition, but indulges in the occasional tea leaf reading
  • his room has lots of shelves/cabinets because he likes having as much walking space as possible
  • has his mattress on the floor tucked in the corner
  • spreads out his workspaces in the center of his room on a small blanket when he needs it
  • lots of dried herbs
  • enjoys browns and oranges

shiro: space witch

  • Casual Astronomer™
  • eats lunch at midnight lol
  • hates coffee but needs caffeine to keep himself awake
  • hunk makes him good Wake Up teas
  • pidge has a special potion they’ve created that’s basically like death coffee
  • he only drinks it when he’s really desperate
  • he cares a lot about his health, so he tries to makes sure that he gets enough sleep
  • he’s still always tired no matter what though, the poor guy
  • has the stereotypical witch wardrobe
    • lots of black flowy clothes/dresses
    • sharp winged eyeliner
    • layered witchy necklaces
    • tons of rings
    • big floppy black hat
    • black nail polish
  • has basically all known constellations memorized and can point them out at any given time during the night
  • has a bunch of astronomy-related tattoos
  • does his own tattoos/stick n pokes
  • enchants and makes his own ink
  • has given everyone in the coven a little stick-and-poke on their wrist of their elemental symbol
  • picked up photography in his teens and has managed to get some really amazing shots of the night sky
  • plain black grimoire
  • really enjoys the dark, therefore does everything in it
  • spells, rituals, etc
  • glow in the dark stars all over the ceiling and walls of his room

allura: hedge witch

  • utterly fascinated with the Other World
  • most connected with her third eye and crown chakra
  • is always up at ungodly hours because she knows certain spirits are up at those times
  • her workspace is basically just a place where she can contact spirits and deities
    • centerpiece is an offering tray
    • grey chalice
    • her basic setup has melted white candles, though she’ll change the colors depending on who she’s planning on contacting
  • astral projects nearly everyday, mostly during the evening/early AM
  • she tends to spend around 1-3 hours in the other realm, but could honestly spend days if she could
  • she texts shiro whenever she plans on beginning, and texts him afterwards
  • that way if she does get lost or distracted and takes too long to return, shiro can come and help her out if needed
  • though there’s never really been a situation where he was needed in that way
  • allura knows what she’s doing, friends
  • probably owns a mug that reads “i’d rather be astral projecting”
  • most experienced in the coven
  • comes from a  family of witches, learned from her father
  • has the prettiest most organized, coherent, and detailed grimoire
  • seriously her handwriting is amazing
  • super good at calligraphy
  • loves:
    • palm readings
    • tarot
    • astrology
    • divination
    • aura readings
  • notices a person’s hands before anything else
  • makes her own tarot decks! they’re so pretty
  • has decks for all her friends
  • her and pidge sometimes use each other’s pendulums :’)
  • can tell a person’s sign simply by observing their mannerisms for a short period of time
    • someone: does literally anything
    • allura: ugh you’re such a [insert sign here]
bad boy jungkook

Originally posted by mvssmedia

  • wow i can’t believe i haven’t done this au before
  • actually i can because i never do anything right
  • while reading this please listen to bad boy by cascada thank you
  • okay so jungkook isn’t your usual bad boy stereotype
  • mostly because he’s still pretty young
  • like most people think bad boys and they think motorcycle gangs
  • jungkook hasn’t gotten his license yet
  • BUT he does have a keychain with skull (persona 5 skull uhhh) keychain and he thinks it makes him look cool
  • nah jungkook hangs with kids his age or a little older than him and they’re known around town as being a group of wild ruffians
  • like picture this
  • jungkook had snake bites?? and an eyebrow piercing
  • his gauges are always in and he numerous other piercings in his ears including a helix
  • although young, he still has a few tattoos, to include a set of coordinates on his upper arm area (right below his elbow on the inside of his arm)
  • and then a butterfly behind his left ear
  • he keeps his hair black and parts it down the middle slightly (so imagine war of hormone hair my dudes)
  • he’s always wearing his black ripped skinnies and if he’s not it’s because he’s wearing boxers to bed
  • i looked up bad boys online and it’s a bunch of generic white men who aren’t even attractive so like that’s not helping
  • jungkook wears a lot of band shirts and they’re always a little too small so they can show off his muscles
  • sometimes he wears one of those basic leather jackets but not really because the one he wears is yoongi’s and it’s way too small for him
  • he does have a bomber jacket, a black one, that he wears quite often though
  • his go to shoes are doc martens, the shiny black ones, or the matte maroon ones and he never changes that ever
  • rumor has it that he also carries one of those baseball bats around too and people say it’s to break in windows and other juvenile delinquent activities
  • you’ve never met him yet though, despite being somewhat close in age
  • tbh you wonder if he’s actually real because people do a whole lot of talking about him but is there proof??
  • you think not
  • he’s probably like the town cryptid
  • which means that people wanna be him, find him, or-
  • anyway
  • you’re at work one day when you first see him
  • you don’t actually know it’s him though
  • it’s super late at night, as in like ten minutes to closing so you’re not really expecting any customers
  • this kid comes in though, ripped as hell and you can’t help but stare
  • because this kid has to be like twenty why is he in toys r us??
  • is he an uncle? a cousin? a dad? a child at heart?!
  • you don’t know, and you find the whole situation fascinating, especially consider the piercings in his face and the chains hanging off his belt loop
  • but alas, you’re only a cashier so you can’t exactly pay attention to him when he wanders off into the numerous aisles
  • you almost wanna go up and tell him that toys r us is bankrupt and that he could probably get a better deal elsewhere like idk amazon
  • but you can’t leave so you wait
  • it only has to be ten minutes and he comes back towards the front, holding this giant toon link doll in his arms
  • the thing has to be over a foot tall
  • this boy is just hugging it to his chest and he’s smiling to himself and he’s so cute?? he looks like an overgrown bunny??
  • you pray to god he comes to your register and guess what
  • he does
  • who saw that coming
  • as he approaches the register, he looks almost a little nervous ?
  • he doesn’t make eye contact with you, and when you give your mandatory “hi, did you find everything you needed today?” he just give a curt nod
  • you shrug it off though because he’s just a stranger that you’ll probably never ever interact with again
  • but then he blurts out “you’re not gonna tell anyone right?”
  • “i’m gonna do what now”
  • “it’ll ruin my image”
  • “what image.”
  • his brows furrow
  • “am i supposed to know you”
  • jungkook doesn’t know whether to be amused or somewhat offended
  • “you’re kidding me right?” he rests his elbow on the counter right near the credit card swiper
  • you roll your eyes “uh no? i don’t know who you are.”
  • jungkook leans in closer now, a smirk tugging at his lips
  • he’s probably like five inches from your face now
  • “are you positive?”
  • you two are just staring at each other and it’s so intense like he won’t look away but it’s almost like a challenge so you can’t be the first to look away either and it’s been like five seconds now
  • but then your manager comes over the loud speaker intercom thing?? “attention we will be closing in five minutes, again, please note we will be closing in five minutes”
  • you and jungkook both glance up at the ceiling, and then when you look down again, you find he’s no longer staring at you
  • you’re kind of disappointed and that freaks you out
  • you put his plushie into a bag, and hand it over to him “have a nice night.”
  • “wait-” he frowns. “you don’t know who i am yet.”
  • “i don’t think i will.” you giggle
  • jungkook blushes faintly at the sound of your laugh
  • “i’ll come back in a week to buy happiness…” he grabs the bag, beginning to walk out the door. “tell me if you know then, okay?”
  • and with that, he’s out the door
  • you blink, unsure of what to think at all
  • the next day, you describe the situation to one of the other cashiers
  • “wait wait wait-” he shakes his head. “did he have like… piercings under his lips and some tattoos?? probably had like… a simple plan shirt on?”
  • “actually it was linkin park but that sounds right.”
  • the other cashier just stares and you think maybe he’s dying or something because he’s not moving or speaking??
  • “that’s jungkook.” he says slowly. his voice gets a louder, more excited. “oh my god you actually met jeon jungkook, oh my god-”
  • “wait you mean cryptid boy?!”
  • “uh i think?? he’s just i dunno… the hottest guy on the face of this planet, how are you so lucky?!”
  • you shrug but you’re blushing hard because he’s right…
  • jungkook is seriously the most handsome person you’ve ever seen in your entire life and you hate to admit it but you can’t stop thinking about him…
  • you wonder if he’s really gonna come back just to see you
  • but you see him again before that
  • it’s late at night again
  • not super late, probably eight thirty
  • you’re walking home from work
  • your boss let you go home early because toys r us and their bankrupt asses don’t wanna pay their workers for a full shift
  • you’re walking home okay and you have a nice hot chocolate in your hands and it’s cold and dark outside
  • you’re almost home, just in the neighborhoods in your development
  • and you hear someone? someone familiar?
  • you stop, then stare because standing there, in front of someone’s townhouse, halfway up a tree, is jungkook
  • he’s wearing a black beanie this time and it’s so nice on him
  • you might just die
  • but he also might die because he looks like he could possibly fall out of the tree
  • “hey jungkook, you should get down.” you call out. “you might fall and hurt yourself,”
  • jungkook turns around, obviously confused
  • he sees you and he waves, but then loses his balance and nearly falls down the trunk
  • you race over
  • “what are you doing?! is this even your house?! you’re going to hurt yourself!!” you scold him
  • “i’m uh… doing stuff in this tree?”
  • “like what?”
  • “saving yoongi’s cat because yoongi is scared to climb the tree because one time jin fell out of one and broke his arm and now yoongi is scared but his cat is stuck and-”
  • “aren’t you supposed to be a bad boy?” you shove your hands into your pockets. “do bad boys save cats and buy plushies?”
  • “okay first of all, rude, second of all, i am a bad boy and i do bad boy things, third of all… when’d you find out?”
  • “one of the guys at work gushed about you the next morning.”
  • “well i am pretty good-looking…”
  • you laugh and roll your eyes
  • jungkook sticks his tongue out at you
  • but then you’re both cut off by an annoyed meow, and jungkook turns just a little bit to show you a super super chubby scottish fold in his arms
  • slowly, he climbs down
  • “got ‘em.”
  • you coo, and run over to rub the top of the cat’s head
  • it purrs immediately and jungkook pouts because in his rescue attempt, the little demon scratched his face
  • and you notice that soon
  • “oh my god jungkook, you’re bleeding!!”
  • “it’s nothing.”
  • “it could get seriously infected!”
  • “bad boys don’t get infections”
  • you roll your eyes and pull a tissue from your drawstring work bag, then dab the wound gingerly
  • when you’re done with that, you grab a bandaid from the bag and press it to the cut
  • “you better get this checked out tomorrow,” you warn. “or it might get seriously infected.”
  • “if you kiss it better, i wouldn’t have to worry about that.”
  • “oh my god.”
  • but jungkook laughs, but then he asks your name, because you know him but he doesn’t know you, and that isn’t fair
  • and after you two bring the cat back to yoongi (who just looks between the two of you with a confused furrow of the brows)
  • jungkook offers to walk home with you
  • “should i let such a notorious bad boy know where i live?” you tease
  • “um… yes so i can come and throw rocks at your window and take you out to see the city at night sooner or later.” he answers quite bluntly and now you’re blushing heavily
  • “well okay then…”
  • it’s like nine at this point and it’s cold, and you shiver a bit and jungkook isn’t having it
  • he’s wearing the bomber that day, and without saying a word, he slips it off and drapes it over your shoulders
  • you blink, then stop in your tracks, looking up at him
  • he shrugs and shoves his hands into his pockets, avoiding eye-contact
  • he walks you home, and you two talk, a lot, about anything and everything that crosses your minds
  • and when you make it up to your front step, you’re reluctant to head inside
  • jungkook seems unwilling to go too, because he just stands there, with you on the porch
  • “hey… i’m off tomorrow, just drop by then.” you say slowly. “anytime.”
  • jungkook smiles brightly “cool, i will”
  • he turns on his heel, and you pull your keys from your bag, the both of you going your separate ways
  • you head inside, lock the door behind you, then head upstairs to your room
  • you sigh, sitting on your bed, thinking of how the night played out, and kind of wishing it hadn’t ended so soon
  • but then
  • there’s this faint knocking
  • at first you wonder if you’re hearing things, but then it starts happening more often, and there’s definitely something going on
  • you rush over to your window and lift the shades
  • to see jungkook there, throwing rocks at your window
  • you stare down at him, and then yank open the window “what are you doing!?”
  • “taking you out for the city night life tour duh.”
  • you put your hand over your mouth to hide your growing smile
  • you hurriedly race back downstairs, then lock the door as soon as you’re outside
  • jungkook smirks “someone was eager”
  • but he takes your hand (and you think it fits just perfect in his), and he starts talking about all the places he’s gonna have to show you, like the skate park with all of his really cute graffiti, and then seokjin’s restaurant which is open late, and then down to the park so he can show you where he accidentally broke some historic tree branch off from trying to swing on it–
  • and at every stop, he makes sure to take pictures of the two of you, for the memories
  • and then he asks for your number, so he can send them all to you…
  • and maybe just maybe he takes you this bridge overlooking a small pond in the park and the moon is reflecting on the water, and he loves it because it’s the perfect venue to kiss your pretty lips-
  • the end :’)
Fencer! Lai Guanlin

Masterlist can be found (here)

Genre: fluff, lots & lots of fluff
A/N: 3/11 of Wanna One x Sports (Find the rest here) & this one is also for EVERYONG who are so so sweet & supportive about writing!!!!! ILYSM :)

“And suddenly, all the love songs were about you.”

  • Guanlin is a talented right-handed epee fencer
  • He started fencing when he became an exchange student and his student guide, Jackson, was the president of the club
  • But somehow he was actually really good at it as he picked things up really quickly
  • He started participating in a lot of competition and begin winning as he made a reputation for himself
  • He has a crowd of girls who literally go to every single of his competition to cheer for him
  • Because Lai Guanlin in a fencing uniform?
  • bLESS
  • Whenever he takes his mask off and he smirks while wiping off the sweat
  • The crowd goes WILD
  • He makes warming up like a runway and while he is the best in epee
  • Guanlin pretty much mastered all the other 2 swords as well and is comfortable with using any 3 of them
  • Has this thing where people would throw him roses to him whenever he wins a competition
  • He is really good at spotting openings at his opponents body and also quick with his strikes
  • He likes to stay close to his opponents and just play with their minds by making them as uncomfortable they can get
  • His strikes are super strong and powerful that each hit just blows through his opponents’ parries
  • He is sort of cocky because he is honestly really good
  • As far as records go, he was unbeatable as no one has won over him since he joined his first competition
  • You were also an exchange student from Taipei but you were placed in a different high school
  • You were in the national fencing team when you were younger but quit when you had a knee injury
  • You continued the sport again when you started your exchange program as you were required to join at least one sport
  • While you could still do sports, you weren’t allowed to do it for a long period due to your injury
  • Hence you refrained yourself joining any competition and played more of a manager role in the team
  • While you were undeniably the best fencer in the team, you spent most of the time just giving pointers and doing research on the rival team
  • Occasionally only dueling with others when your coach asked you to in practices or friendly matches
  • Besides having the advantage of being a left-hander, you knew a lot of tricks that you picked up when you were younger
  • Your strategy was also unpredictable and wild so you usually defeated people really easily
  • So your school’s fencing club was hosting a joint training camp with Guanlin’s club
  • The two clubs was also ranked 1st and 2nd in the region for fencing
  • After warm-up, the coaches wanted to start things up with a match between the two school’s aces to let the juniors learn from it
  • Your coach sent you since you were extremely good regardless of your gender and you haven’t dueled in some time
  • You had your mask on when Guanlin came in
  • He was running late as he had to retake a Maths quiz
  • He did a quick warmup before putting on his equipment
  • You knew about Guanlin considering how popular he was and as the manager, you knew about his weak points and how he liked to dueled
  • You found him pretty cute and there was a heart scribbled next to his name in your opponent’s notebook but nobody needs to know 
  • You used it to your advantage
  • When he advance, you advanced even closer rather than running away
  • He does really small and fast strikes so he can defend himself
  • So you purposely defend yourself and wait for him to drop his guard as he finds a way to attack you
  • That’s when you strike your way to victory
  • When it was announced that Guanlin lost, he was really confused
  • He had dueled with your school before but he had never met such a strong fencer before
  • He was also pretty sure there wasn’t any news of a rising rookie
  • Not to be cocky, but he was one of the very best junior fencers so for you to just easily defeat him
  • He was shook
  • You took off your mask and Guanlin was stunned
  • Not only was his opponent a girl but an extremely beautiful one
  • He wasn’t even angry over the fact that you beat him but he was super impressed with your skills
  • Your long locks tumbled out as you raised your hand for a friendly handshake
  • Your smile made his heart beat accelerate as he reached out to shake your hand
  • When you complimented him on his skills, winning suddenly didn’t seem like a big thing to Guanlin anymore
  • All he wanted was to hear you saying he did well and your voice just became his favourite sound
  • The first day of the joint training hasn’t even ended and he was already distracted
  • Rather than focusing on practice, he noticed all the small quirks about you since he sat right next to you
  • On you did fixed your ponytail now and then since a lot of strands kept falling out
  • Or how your eyes crinkle whenever you laughed when one of the coaches said something funny
  • You were paired up with Guanlin for the rest of the day and he asked you a lot of question like where were you from, how did you start fencing etc
  • At the end of the day, he sensed that you might be interested as you were just as engaging as he was
  • He took this as an opportunity to casually asked you out
  • “Do you want to talk about this over coffee?”
  • That’s right, the talented and handsome Lai Guanlin just asked you out on a date
  • You smiled as you accepted his offer, anticipating what was going to happen
  • Coffee turned out to be dinner at a Taiwanese Restaurant that Guanlin frequent whenever he missed home
  • You two were surprised when you realized that you guys actually live in the city next to each other in Taipei which was only 10 minutes away
  • The day ended with you two exchanging numbers and making plans to visit each other in Taipei when you two ended your exchange program
  • However
  • His face fell the next day when he saw you with one of the boys from your team
  • The boy leaned his head on your shoulders as you whispered something into his ear and ruffled his head
  • Guanlin wondered if you were playing with his feelings the day before
  • Seeing how close you two were, he put on his mask and went to choose another partner instead
  • In reality, Jinyoung was your younger brother who was actually here on holiday
  • He was 2 years younger than you and Guanlin but puberty hit him really early so he literally looked your age
  • You got him to join the camp since he was currently training for the national team and there was no way you were letting him slack even if it was a holiday
  • Your coach had no reason to deny him since he was just as good as you and made a good opponent for his students
  • Guanlin was convinced that you like Jinyoung when tbh you were just his sister
  • “Sis!! You need to stop bringing up Guanlin in every conversation.”
  • “Shh just focus on training.”
  • Your brother was a hassle to deal with but a moody Guanlin was even worse
  • You had no idea what happened to him as his form was slacking and he seemed like he had 0 motivation to train which affected his other teammates
  • When you brought him outside of the club room to speak to him, he seemed to be frowning at you
  • The smile he had yesterday was gone entirely and he seemed to despise the fact you were overstepping his personal space
  • “What’s going on with you? Don’t bring your team down over some personal matters. You should know better than that, Guanlin.”
  • “Do you like me?”
  • A blush crept to your cheeks as you stutter, asking what he was talking about
  • “Not as in a friendship sort of like, but like a ‘I’ll-say-yes-to-an-actual-date’ sort of like.”
  • You really weren’t sure what to say as your feelings were all jumbled out
  • You couldn’t possibly admit you had a mini crush on his for the longest time ever since you saw him competing at his first fencing competition
  • He had one hand on the wall as his eyes were drawn into yours and his tall body shadowing your tiny frame
  • “How am I supposed to focus on training when I want to bring you on a real date and I see you being all lovey-dovey with another guy?”
  • When you heard his last statement, you actually started chuckling
  • “That’s my brother, you idiot.”
  • A sudden realization dawned upon him when he connected the dots as you mentioned that your brother was in this country for a holiday
  • Which his coach mentioned that someone from the national team was coming over to join them
  • His face flushed a bit, thinking that he went overboard with his jealousy
  • “And yes I like you as in ‘I’ll-go-on-a-date-with-you-if you-ask’ sort of like.”
  • You pecked his cheek as you walked back into the room  
  • Your smile widen when you hear him hollering that he would text you the details later
  • Fencer couple more like Instagram aesthetic couple
  • There’s always a photo of both your fashion uploaded every single week
  • Your followers even gave you two a ship name
  • He is always trying to style you and subtly make you wear his clothes like having his flannel tied around your waist or wear his black leather jacket with your white skater dress
  • Matching accessories like the same earrings and you guys have a silver cuff on your arm which both your names engraved on it
  • Which both of you bought for like only 10 bucks since you guys were pretty much broke all the time as an exchange student
  • Street food dates !!!
  • After practice, he did bring you for street food or sometimes you guys will just order fried chicken at Hangang River
  • You two are outside most of time since both your dorms were really tiny
  • You two do a lot of cafe hunting over which cafe you could stay the longest without being chased out or which wifi was the fastest
  • Tutors you on English while you tutor him in Korean
  • But most of the time you two just speak in your native language
  • He has a picture of you in his locker and you tease him for how attached he  was to you
  • Until he saw your notebook with the heart on his name and that’s when all the teasings went to you
  • You joined his Skype call with his parents very often and his family LOVES you
  • You two went back to Taipei together during the holidays and the first thing you did after visiting your family was to visit his
  • You tried your best to learn a lot of Taiwanese cuisine from your mom when you were back
  • So you could cook it for Guanlin when you guys were back in Korea and missed your hometown
  • You cooked it once and he was soooo proud of you
  • He refused to share his food with Seonho for the first time cause you tried your best to make it for him and he wasn’t going to let anything go to waste
  • Video calls you at random hours
  • Has this habit of ending each call by speaking in two languages
  • “I love you, babe. 我爱你, 宝贝.”

Requests are always open & feel free to message me anything at all :)

My North Star (Pt 1)

Originally posted by fuckboyjohnny

Author’s Note: This is my first fanfic and I apologize for the mistakes I’m bound to make.

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Characters: Jin x Reader (ft Hoseok)

Word Count: 1357

Summary: You’ve been in love with your best friend for as long as you can remember. He’s been the one constant in your ever changing life, *until there’s a new girl in his life. (As if there isn’t many other fanfics with this same idea)

P.S. Jin isn’t even my bias BUT I just figured this concept in my head would fit better with Jin as the main. Enjoy peeps!


Life has a way of throwing curve balls at you. In fact, you didn’t know life as being calm. Your life was changing constantly, much to your chagrin. You never asked for these changes, especially since a lot of these changes weren’t good at all. 

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anonymous asked:

What proof do we have that Eris is abusive, other than that characters have said he is? Most held a similar opinion of Rhys, what's the difference? That we have a first person narrator who is privy to the backstory of one but not the other? I'm not trying to be aggressive but I want to know your thoughts. I thought showing was more important than telling in storytelling.

Okay then, like, what ‘proof’ have we got for literally 90% of the things in this series???? Feyre is a 19 year old human girl in a world full of immortal fae. You want an eye witness account for everything in this thing, do you?

 How do I know the war happened the way they said it did? Feyre never saw it, she’s only had characters tell her about it. How do I know Rhys actually hated what he did with Amarantha and didn’t just swap sides right at the end? How do I know Rhys’ dad sucked but his mother was a good person, I’ve only heard him tell me about her, I’ve seen it. How do I know Tamlin’s brothers were awful? Never seen them either. How do I know Beron is really that awful either, I mean maybe he’s wearing a mask too and all the characters are just wrong. How do I know Mor is queer? I’ve never seen her with a girl before, I just have her word for it, maybe she lied. How do I know literally anything in this entire series because WE GET TOLD MOST THINGS NOT SHOWN THEM. 

This is what happens when you have a limited first person pov. The character HAS to get told things in order to tell us things like ???? A little bit of common sense please, do you want me to like, historically fact check Prythian for everything that Feyre tells us about it??? 

And tbh SJM has a pretty crappy habit of doing the whole ‘telling over showing’ thing anyway. See: the entirety of the Throne of Glass series, Mor’s powers in ACOTAR (she’s awesome, really, we promise, we just haven’t actually SEEN her do anything), the assertions that Rhys and co are ~the most powerful ever~ have I actually SEEN that? Can I actually see that? No.  Do I really question these things? No. Because I understand that this is the only way I can actually get some information out of this story and if I only went with what I ‘saw’ and disbelieved everything else I’d have literally nothing?? 

And when it comes to the whole Eris thing, like, dude, it’s not just a couple of characters who’ve said he’s abysmal it’s like, wait let me make a list: 

Tamlin: “His father had her put down. Executed, in front of Lucien, as his two eldest brothers held him and made him watch.” That would be Eris. So at best you’ve got conflicting statements here. 

Lucien: “Lucien crossed his arms, leaning against the back of the couch. “I have to agree with Cassian. Eris is a snake.M, yes, Eris, HIS OWN BROTHER. If anyone was going to know Eris was ~not a bad person~ it’d be Lucien. Lucien who lived in that court. Who knew him. Who Eris apparently cared enough to protect/save, according to him. Eris who apparently cares so much about his mother (as we have seen Lucien does SEEN that is SEEN with our own two eyes) Why the hell would Lucien not know Eris was ‘wearing a mask’. Or maybe…Eris really does suck. 

Rhys: “Eris refused to marry her. Said she’d been sullied by a bastard-born lesser faerie, and he’d now sooner fuck a sow. […]Rhys said with soft wrath, “Eris left her for dead in the middle of their woods.” Idgaf how he tries to spin it later, this is what happened.  

Cassian: “You’re working with that prick,” Cassian cut in, whatever catching-up now over, apparently. He moved to Mor’s side, a hand on her back. He shook his head at Azriel and Rhys, disgust curling his lip. “You should have spiked Eris’s fucking head to the front gates.” 

Amren: “Your whole family is despicable,” Amren said to Lucien.

Mor: At Mor, whose face went white with dread. […]Or at Eris, heir to the Autumn Court, as he strolled into the room. 

[…] 

And I had the terrible sense that Mor had gone somewhere far, far away as Eris set down his goblet and said, “You look well, Mor.”

The sight of him triggers actual real panic attacks and flashbacks that we can literally see from Feyre’s POV. Five hundred years after the fact and Mor is still traumatised enough by what he did to her to react like this even after all that time. 

Then we have Feyre’s POV herself. Through her we’ve seen Eris laughing alongside his other brothers as Lucien was tortured and nearly killed. 

“I don’t suppose your handsome brothers know, Lucien,” she purred.

“If we did, Lady, we would be the first to tell you,” said the tallest. He was lean, well dressed, every inch of him a court-trained bastard. Probably the eldest, given the way even the ones who looked like born warriors stared at him with deference and calculation—and fear.

 Ah, yes, that would be Eris actively promising help to Amarantha in order to damn Feyre and continue her reign. Then there’s the way Eris hunts down Lucien and Feyre in the Winter Court, actively harms them both. So that’s like…Basically every single main character in this book who’s told you Eris sucks. 

What’s the basis for believing that he doesn’t, out of interest? I mean what ‘evidence’ do you have that he is actually wearing a mask, what do you have that’s so strong it goes against the testimony of multiple characters? Oh I know! You have Eris’ word for it and that’s it. Wow. So unbiased. So convincing. Eris tells us he’s not really a bad guy and that outweighs the half a dozen people who tells us he is! That’s just. Damn. What logic. Can’t argue with that. 

Also, like, I’m sorry, but Rhys’ arc was done properly, Rhys’ redemption wasn’t a retcon it was a followed-through on plan. There were hints UtM that Rhys was not as black as he was painted (He killed the Summer Court faerie outright rather than leaving him to suffer, he repeatedly came to visit Feyre in her cell when no-one else would, he was honest with Feyre about the treatment he received at Amarantha’s hands (a vulnerability on his part), he told her why he was making her dance every night as well as the steps he put in place to protect her, he sent music to her and saved her life, he saved her life and Tamlin’s with the kiss (which Feyre is aware of), he tried to save Feyre’s life while Amarantha was torturing her) 

Rhys was a complex, morally grey character UtM and it’s possible to show a different side to him and a ‘mask’ because there were always hints of him wearing one. What if Ianthe told Feyre she was actually a secret agent working for Prythian but she was forced to act the way she did to keep her cover? What if Amarantha said she’d only dominated Prythian that way to save it from something worse and she too was wearing a mask and working for the greater good? What if Hybern said there was a bigger threat facing them and he had an ulterior motive to this war (and also, I mean, how do you really know Hybern is that awful, we’ve only ever had people tell us about him, maybe he’s misunderstood too!!!!)  @valamerys wrote this out far better than I could in this post, read it too. 

My thoughts are pretty simple, tbh: SJM decided to “”””””redeem”””””” Eris, likely to have him set-up to take over Autumn, now Lucien isn’t an option for that before what with the whole dramatic lost son of Day thing and she did a crap job of it. Like this isn’t some grand morality based character debate that’s going on here, SJM just handled this poorly. In order to make him seem not so bad she had to undo all of the canon that she’d set in place before hand and offer ‘alternative’ explanations for what happened that we’ve never heard about. 

If she planned this all beforehand, if Eris was always wearing a mask why weren’t there hints of it before? Why didn’t she have Tamlin tell Feyre he got an anonymous tip-off the day he saved Lucien’s life from his brothers (which is what Eris claimed). Why wouldn’t Lucien defend him a little, say at least he cared about their mother/was sometimes kinder to him than the others? Why wouldn’t Rhys say that in the arranged marriage that petrified Mor, Eris was as unwilling as she was, that he argued against it? (Eris would have gone through with this marriage regardless of what it did to Mor if she hadn’t slept with Cassian) Why wouldn’t Eris stay quiet UtM or not show up to watch Lucien’s torture (which he does repeatedly)? Why, why, why, why, why would SJM not do something to show us that there might be more to Eris? Unless this was just a sloppy, last minute retcon to redeem a gross, abusive character who still to do this day petrifies his victim? 

Like, if you consider showing to be of more importance than telling in stories….You’ve picked a mighty weird hill to die on here with Eris. Because this is literally the worst example of telling not showing in this entire series. There is no basis for anything that happens with Eris’ character in ACOWAR and the only thing we have stacked against the evidence of two and a half books is what Eris says and how he personally spins the story like ????

 Idk dude, we can have a convoluted, let’s bend over backwards to redeem this guy and show he was misunderstood and has been wearing a mask so convincing it’s never ever ever cracked even once this entire time, to anyone! Even people who’ve known him for centuries….Or we go with the simpler: SJM really didn’t plan or execute this story very well at all. Which seems more reasonable?  

anonymous asked:

Jaehyun and his youtuber girlfriend? Filming boyfriend tag video haha :)

Hello there! First off, haven’t written a scenario of my ult in so long ;;; Thank you for requesting this & I hope you enjoy it although it took me forever to finish. Ah, Jaehyun is totally boyfriend (and husband) material. 💘

Jaehyun

Listen: [1]

You finished setting up the Canon T5i and looked through the screen monitor to ensure that the camera was placed at the right angle. Lights, check. Camera, check. Now, all that’s left was the action.

“Are you ready, babe?” You called, as you made last minute touches to the room that would be the background setting of the video.

Jaehyun had finally concurred to appearing on your YouTube channel to film the boyfriend tag. Your subscribers had sent in requests since early last year, as you had always mentioned him in your videos, but never uploaded any footage of him. After months of begging, a month’s worth of pizza on you, and a promise to pack him lunch everyday for three months, you had finally coaxed him into making an appearance on your channel.

He appeared right at the door, popping his head in before smiling nervously. It wasn’t like him to be so shy, he is articulate and a naturally gifted speaker, so you found it quite adorable that he had spent the past week contemplating what to wear and how to act on camera.

He was dressed in a cream cable knit sweater today, paired with his favourite pair of vintage Levi’s. His hair was slightly parted at the front, coloured a chocolate brown. You couldn’t help but marvel at the sight in front of you.

The corners of his lips turned upwards as he begin to realize that you were checking him out. He walked closer to you and embraced you with his strong arms as you buried your face in the comfort of his sweater. His familiar scent wafted into the air, wood sage and a tinge of sea salt.

You peeked at him gingerly, the bottom half of your face still resting on the fabric of his shirt. “Are you nervous?”

He looked down at you, his sharp eyes transforming into crescents as he broke into a docile smile and nodded his head slowly. “A bit.”

“Why? Aren’t you the definition of ‘mom’s friend’s son’?” You teased, unravelling your hands from his back, reaching upwards to cup his face.

He leaned forward, trying to steal a kiss from your lips. You giggled and ducked to avoid him, giving him a quick peck on the cheek instead.

“Can I get one more kiss? The cheek one didn’t count.” He pouted.

“I’ll give you one if you answer the questions about me correctly, you know that.” You flicked him on the forehead lightly.

He chuckled, elongating his arms such that his right hand was now hovering in front of the camera lens, as if he was covering the camera’s eyes.

Then, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss directly on your lips.

He could feel you smiling into the kiss, but you immediately pulled back before things could escalate any further. “Stop cheating,” you murmured, a sheepish smile slowly spreading across your face.

“Alright, alright.”

“If you get even one question wrong, you know what you’re in for, right?” you teased, curling your hand into a fist.

He laughed, taking his position on the white leather loveseat. “I guess I’m lucky I have a good memory.”

You wiggled your eyebrows, skipping towards the camera set up at the front of the room to press the record button. 

“We’ll see how well you do, Jae. We’ll see.”

You took a deep breath before pressing record, then quickly walked back to your position beside Jaehyun on the loveseat. He scooted closer, blinking slowly a few times before nodding his head and focusing his attention back on the camera lens.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel!” You started, before breaking into laughter and covering your face with your hands. Jaehyun turned to you and raised his brows.

“This is so awkward. I’m not used to filming beside you, even though you film me sometimes,” you whined.

“Do we have to start recording again?” Jaehyun whispered quietly, pointing to the camera.

“Yes, genius. Let’s set up the camera again.” you jokingly teased.

“Oh right, you can just edit it out.” He flashed you a sheepish grin and instinctively covered his face with his hands, a habit of his when he was embarrassed.

After an uncontrollable fit of giggles and a sip of water, you decided that you were ready to film again.

“Let’s go, take three.” Jaehyun whispered under his breath.

You barely kept in another fit of giggles, but managed to start the introduction without making any mistakes.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. Today, we’re going to do the highly requested and long-awaited boyfriend tag.” You smiled, turning beside you to make eye contact with Jaehyun, as he nodded obediently.

“We decided to spice things up a little and make it a little more interesting. We’re each going to ask each other ten questions that we’ve prepared on our own, and if we answer any of the questions incorrectly, we’re each going to get a little punishment.” You continued.

“The punishments are going to be different each time since the questions vary in difficulty level. Basically, we prepared various levels for punishments which will be revealed once either of us makes a mistake.” Jaehyun added.

“Are you ready for this?” you turned to your right slightly, your eyes meeting each other.

“Of course. More prepared than I was for my SATs.” He replied with ease.

What a smooth talker.

You clicked on the ‘Notes’ app on your phone and did a quick scroll through, overlooking the questions you had prepared before clearing your throat.

“Okay. First question. I’m starting off easy, just so you know. When was the first day we met?” you smiled cheekily, waiting for his answer.

“January 14, 2014. Exactly a month before my birthday.”

“Too easy,” you teased.

“You can challenge me, you know. I’m better than that.” He chuckled, his gaze fixated on you.

“It started off easy.” You emphasized, turning to face him again.

You were distracted by the light that his phone screen emitted on his face, a luminous glow further highlighting the contours of his face.

How gorgeous he looked right now was beyond you.

“Bring on the hard questions, but it’s my turn now.” He winked at you before reading his first question aloud.

“What was the first gift that I gave to you?”

“Was it the silver necklace with the dainty hexagon shape in the middle that you bought me when we were browsing the streets of Hongdae together? I think that was our fourth date or something… or was it something else?”

“Guys, I have a terrible memory.” You scratched your head, slightly abashed.

“And in what you lack, I make up.” he propped his head to the side and smiled widely, his dimples deepening.

“Jae, please. We’re on camera.” You blushed.

“_________, first present. Think harder. I think this one’s pretty memorable.”

“Hint please?”

“First. First present. But also first something.” he emphasized, cutely putting up his index finger.

“OH MY- THE BLACK AND WHITE PLAID BUTTON UP SHIRT. It’s literally my favourite gift but it’s so precious to me I haven’t worn it since we met two years ago.” You continued.

“_______, you failed, so punishment time or?” He nodded coolly.

“Wait Jaehyun, wait! Before the punishment, reveal the story behind the first gift.” You gushed with excitement, recalling the very first time you had met him.

He instinctively placed his hand on the nape of his neck. You could tell he was a little flustered.

“Really?” he mouthed.

“Awww, are you shy?” You placed your hand on top of his and gave him a little squeeze. “Alright, we’ll save the story for next time. It’s a little embarrassing to talk about.”

Just as you were about to direct your next question to him, he started speaking.

“It was actually the first day we met. At that time, I was a part-time barista at a coffee shop and _______ was a customer. She was waiting for her coffee when one of the other customers was in a rush and accidentally bumped into her while rushing out, spilling some drinks on her. I guess he was in a rush but he didn’t even apologize and just ran out. She was drenched and all she did was grab some extra napkins from the dispenser and wipe at her shirt. So yeah, I found that ridiculous and without thinking I took off my shirt and told her to change into it.”

“Don’t worry guys, he was wearing a t-shirt inside.”

“By the way, how did you even manage to catch that? I remember it was pretty busy that day.” you added, smiling at him sweetly.

Jaehyun simply smiled and shrugged.

“I didn’t even think twice before taking my shirt off. Like I literally could have been wearing nothing inside.”

“Shirtless barista makes the headlines.” You teased jokingly, clutching your stomach to prevent yourself from doubling over.

He just shook his head and laughed softly, casually placing his hand on top of your head to ruffle your hair.

“_________, don’t change the topic, punishment time. Level one is… let me see… ”

“Lemons.” you finished his sentence, a look of regret washing over your face.

He smiled, eagerly getting up from his seat to grab a lemon wedge that he had sliced up from earlier.

You reluctantly took it from his hand and began nibbling at the lemon, wincing whenever you took another bite as the acidity instantaneously spread throughout your mouth.

After you finished half the wedge, Jaehyun swiftly grabbed the lemon from your hands and popped the rest of it into his mouth.

“It looked too delicious.” he replied simply. “It’s actually good, not too sour.”

“You little pig, why do you love food so much.“ 

You cracked a smile, immediately reaching for the glass of water in front of you to wash away the sour taste that still lingered in your mouth.

“Okay so next question. What’s my favourite food?” you asked.

“Is this some type of trick question ‘cause I feel like it’s too easy.” He placed his right hand under his chin, and glanced at the ceiling, thinking deeply.

“Well, it’s not a trick question but it might be a little difficult. ‘Cause I like everything. But there’s only one correct answer.”

“If I could only pick one… spicy tomato sauce pasta with seafood.”

“Didn’t expect you to be so specific,” you said, awe evident in your voice.

“Am I right though?”

You made a tiny ‘ok’ sign with your thumb and index finger and nodded in defeat.

“Alright, my turn. I’ll make it easier since I should be the bigger person and give you some points.”

“So thoughtful of you.” you replied, a hint of teasing sarcasm in your voice.

“I know right. So, what is the facial feature that I’m most confident about?”

“Your eyebrows.”

“Bingo.”

“Guys, I’m really jealous of Jaehyun’s eyebrows ‘cause mine are so sparse and I always need to fill them in but he’s born with such beautifully-shaped thick eyebrows.” you turned to him and outlined his brows with your fingertips.

He wiggled his brows in satisfaction, leaning in to give you a peck just above your brow-bone.

“Jae, I’m editing that out!” You giggled.

“It’s a good luck peck to define your eyebrow hair.”

You teasingly hit his arm. “JUNG YOONOH. SERIOUSLY.”

“Sorry guys, this is probably like one of the most boring videos you’ve ever seen.”

“And you’re going to have to edit half of this out because of the PDA… or you can just keep it in?” Jaehyun joked.

“Should I?”

“Johnny would say 'I just want to show the world how much I love my girlfriend’ and I completely agree.”

Listen: [2]

Another twenty minutes passed and you were now on your eighth question. You were pretty sure the video wouldn’t be the most entertaining boyfriend tag around, but you were having a fun time filming with Jaehyun and most importantly, you had realized how lucky you were to have such a sweet and caring boyfriend. Maybe even the luckiest girl in the world, you smiled to yourself.

You always knew that Jaehyun was a detail-oriented, observant and caring person, but he sometimes surprised you, picking up on details that you didn’t even know about yourself.

“Oh, ________. You’re doomed this time.” Jaehyun smiled widely, while reading his eighth question.

“Why? I’ve been doing pretty well up until now, just a couple mistakes.” You retorted.

“The next question is sports-related.” he replied with a grin.

“Damn… really?”

“It should be passable, I always make you watch their games with me on tv and you usually do, even if you’re not paying attention.” he teased.

You glowered in response but you had a little bit of faith in yourself since you had watched a lot more sports since you had started dating Jaehyun. You just couldn’t resist his adorable antics.

“Okay, I love you ________. But tell me, which NBA team do I cheer for?”

“Give me a while to think about it. I swear I know though.”

“Mm, of course.” Jaehyun replied smoothly.

Here goes nothing. Let’s decode NBA first, you thought to yourself.

N for National. B for… baseball? Doesn’t seem right. Why are there so many sports that start with the letter b. Badminton? Something seems off. Then, it must be basketball. Jaehyun’s favourite sport is basketball! A… what did it stand for again? Shit, I forgot. Oh well.

“First, NBA stands for National Basketball A.” You replied, a smug look evident on your face.

Jaehyun chuckled and finished with perfect English, “A for Association.”

“Yes, that.” you smiled.

“Oooh, that’s impressive.” he replied, the right dimple on his cheek becoming more prominent.

You nodded. “Okay, three more minutes. Going to do more decoding in my head.”

“I’m so touched you’re working so hard.” He leaned over and bent down to give you a swift peck on the cheek.

“I’m working hard since I don’t want to do the punishment.” you simply replied.

“Why so tsundere.” A quiet giggle escaped Jaehyun’s mouth.

“And also the fact that you’re beating me by a landslide.” You laughed. “How is it possible that you didn’t even get one question wrong yet?”

Jaehyun scratched his head. “Were my questions too hard? Or yours too easy?”

“No, it’s because your memory is too good. Give me some brain cells! Anyway, let me continue. I can do this.”

“You can do this.” he replied.

“WE CAN DO THIS!” the both of you chanted, as you made a fist and pumped your arm up.

Jaehyun’s favourite basketball team. Hmm… he watches a lot of games but he is especially fond of one team. One of the heavily populated cities. It was definitely L.A… I’m sure he cheers for the team from L.A.

Now what were they called again? I loosely remember that it also started with a 'L’. Oh! It had a similar spelling to some of my favourite lip products. Lacquers? Yes… I think it was something like that. It was slightly different though. Lacers. Yes. Lacers.

“You ready?” Jaehyun asked.

“A hundred per cent ready.” you replied with ease.

“Wow, you’re really incredible.” he smiled at you and clapped slowly.

You hit him lightly on the shoulder and cleared your throat.

“The team is from L.A.”

Jaehyun immediately stood up and started clapping. “You basically got the answer already.”

“Mm, I know.” you answered.

“Los Angeles…”

“Lacers” you finished, your expression full of confidence.

Jaehyun scrunched his face cutely and doubled over, almost toppling on the couch.

“You were so close, babe! Should I just give the point to you?”

“I’m not right?!” You asked, genuinely surprised. “I remembered the name because it’s similar to lip lacquers.”

He laughed and brusquely wrapped an arm around your shoulder, bringing you even closer to him. “I’ll give you half a point for being such a cutie.” He said while gazing deeply into your eyes.

“But you still have to do half the punishment.” He continued, winking seductively.

“Jung Yoonoh, can you tell me what I got wrong first? Because I swear it was Lacers.”

“Well, you were only one letter off. It’s actually Lakers.” He nuzzled his face in your hair to stifle his urge to laugh.

“What, are you serious? I get three-quarters of a point then, not half. Meanie.”

“Anyways, what’s the quarter of a punishment I get?” You continued. A slight nervousness could be sensed in your voice.

You could see a shade of pink washing over Jaehyun’s ears as he read the punishment aloud in a voice an octave lower than usual. 

“Re-enact your first kiss.”

“Ah… so embarrassing.” You whispered, fidgeting with the ends of your sleeves.

“You wanna pass on this one?” he asked casually.

You were never exactly the shy or introverted type, but when it came to public display of affection, you were astonishingly timid.

However, for some reason, you were feeling slightly audacious today. Whether it was because you wanted to show everyone how much you liked him, or just because you felt like kissing him and experiencing that rush of nostalgia as you imagined the first time you felt his lips on yours, you weren’t sure. You just knew that you wanted to do this.

“Retract the point from before. I’ll do the full punishment.” You answered with certainty.

Jaehyun was slightly astounded, but he clearly liked your determination because you could he see him biting his bottom lip to hide his smile while he nodded in agreement.

“It’s actually easy to re-enact this one since our first kiss was at the movies. So let’s pretend the camera is the movie screen and imagine that we’re sitting on regular seats at the theatre.” You started.

You scooted about four inches away from Jaehyun in order to recreate the exact distance between the two of you during the date at the cinema. Then, you motioned to the space in between.

“Imagine that this pillow is the popcorn and this water bottle is a cup of cola. Unfortunately we don’t have the actual props,” you giggled.

You locked eyes with Jaehyun, who gave you the cue to start. A re-enactment of your first kiss together in front of a virtual audience was really odd, but it made your heart flutter nonetheless.

You glanced at Jaehyun from the corner of your eye as you cautiously curled a strand of hair behind your ear. He was looking straight at the camera, pretending to watch the so-called ‘movie’.

You could feel your heart skip a beat as you made your next move. It was almost as if you had shut out all your surroundings; you didn’t see the filming equipment and the bright lights in your room seemed to have dimmed. All you saw was Jaehyun sitting in a dark movie theatre, the only source of light being the dim glow of the screen outlining his sharp features. The memory was still so vivid in your mind, as if you were being transported back to that time again.

You drummed your fingers along the edge of your seat waiting for Jaehyun to reach for the popcorn. When you saw his hand on the pillow, you casually reached for it without being too blatant, but he had already finished grabbing a handful of imaginary popcorn.

You had turned away thinking that Jaehyun was just too immersed in the movie, but he was secretly laughing. Now that you were re-enacting the memory, it was difficult for you to refrain from peeking at him. Although you didn’t see it back then, he was intentionally concealing his smile by burying his face deeper in his turtleneck.

Jung Yoonoh, you little tease.

Next, you tried to reach for the bottle of water at the same time he did, but he was already taking a sip out of it, eyes trained on the screen.

You sighed. You still remembered how you were feeling a little dejected about how the movie was clearly more interesting to him than you. In all those dramas you had watched, the boy would usually try to initiate skinship with the girl at the theatre. You decided to try one last time anyways. After all, there wasn’t a rule in the book that said girls couldn’t initiate skinship first.  

When Jaehyun finally changed his position, leaning a tad bit closer to your side, you attempted to lie on his shoulder, all the while trying to be subtle.

You closed your eyes and smiled, expecting his warm wool turtleneck to make contact with your skin, when you realized that he had already switched back to his initial upright posture. On top of that, you probably looked like a dumbass right now, head cocked to the side, leaning on invisible air.

You imitated the exact expression you made that day, eyebrows furrowed and lips slightly downturned. At that exact moment, he leaned over and quickly gave you a short but soft kiss on the lips before returning to his upright posture, reverting his attention back to the imaginary movie screen. You were in total shock, but managed to take a quick peek at him. His arm was casually resting on the headrest, his hand slightly covering his mouth to keep from smiling too widely.

Your rounded eyes were still enlarged as the reality of what just happened hit you. So he was paying attention to me all this time? His attention was still on the screen, but he secretly took your hand with his free hand and interlocked his fingers with yours.

Jaehyun swung your entwined hands back and forth as you turned to smile at him. The two of you burst out laughing as he let go of your hand and you both applauded each other, “Okay, this is so embarrassing. But I did my punishment. I hope it wasn’t too much of a cringe-fest to watch.”

“I could see that you were really into it though.” Jaehyun commented cheekily.

You blushed.

“I was just trying to give an accurate portrayal to my subscribers!”

“But hey, I can’t believe I didn’t notice that you were laughing at me the whole time back then. I thought I was being natural with my moves.” You continued, while playing with a strand of his sleek brown hair.

He chuckled softly. “You don’t know how difficult it was for me to hold back my laughter. Too cute.”

You poked one of his dimples lightly and leaned over to give him a peck on the other one. Too adorable to resist skinship.

“Alright, time for the next question! Hang in there guys, we’re almost done. Okay Jae, the next one might be a bit hard. Are you ready for this?”

Jaehyun nodded. “How difficult can it be, am I right?”

You giggled while reading your question aloud. “If I could only wear one outfit everyday for the rest of my life, what would I wear?

“Have you been paying attention to my wardrobe?” you questioned.

“_______, you love clothes. It’s almost impossible.”

“Just guess, my Mr. Perfect soon to be Mr. Ninety-Nine Percent.”

“Well there’s always the black skinny jeans with the grey varsity sweater combination that you love wearing. But then there’s also the pleated skirt with blouse outfit that you love wearing to events… and then there’s the fitted plain white tee with Levi’s, that’s a classic, you can’t go wrong with that. This is so hard,” Jaehyun whined, his head leaning on your shoulder.

“Wow, Mr. Jung. I can’t believe this is the first time I’m taking a point off. Incredible.” You teased.

He placed his face in his hands and smiled shyly. “Ah, I wanted to get all the questions right. So what’s the correct answer?”

He peeked through his hands timidly.

“You’re too detailed. All I have written down is an all-black outfit. Black is the new black, Jaehyun. It’ll never go out of style, so… it’s perfect.” You bit your lip to keep from laughing too much as Jaehyun made faces at you.

“Punishment?” he asked, his voice slightly reluctant.

“Punishment for question nine is to do aegyo…” You paused for a bit before continuing. “That’s too easy for you, not fair.”

Jaehyun sighed. “Trust me, it’s not that easy.”

You pinched his cheeks as he pouted.

“You’re so good at it though. My cutie valentine boy.” He brightened up and smiled devilishly at your compliments.

“I’m not going to prepare chocolate on Valentine’s Day. I’m the chocolate myself, what would I buy chocolate for?” He started, his voice oozing with honey.

“The man born on February 14! It’s me, the choco-man!” He continued, placing one finger on his cheek, smiling widely.

You placed your hand on your mouth to refrain from laughing too loud, as Jaehyun’s eyes were noticeable crescents now. He was squinting his eyes because of the abundance of 'sweet’ lines.

You poked his cheek and placed that finger directly on your mouth.

“If you say so… hmm it’s salty?” You joked.

Jaehyun furrowed his brows and dabbed his finger on his tongue to check himself. “Oh! It’s sweet!”

He bent over, clutching his stomach from laughter, gesturing a 'X’ with his arms to signal that he was done. “Seriously, are you posting this online?” He pretended to cry.

“That was so cute!! How did you come up with that?” You squealed.

“It’s in my genes.” He replied flatly, before wrapping an arm around your neck and tickling you.

You squeaked as he tackled you and aimed for your most vulnerable parts, tickling your waist and under-arm area.

“JAE!!! STOP IT’S SO… TICKLISH… OKAY… I’ll stop laughing at you. Okay, stop. Let’s continue.” He steadied you and fixed your messy hair, then stole a quick kiss before nodding at the camera.

“Okay, so next… when did you meet the family?” Jaehyun asked.

“The date that I met your family right? Not when you met my parents? Or both?”

“Just when you met my family,” he replied, a coy smile on his face, remembering the moment.

“December 25, 2015. I went over to your house for a Christmas party and met your parents and I messed up the food, it was really embarrassing.” You recalled.

“Mom thought you were adorable but she said that you should learn some cooking skills from me,” Jaehyun chuckled.

“Hey! I’m better now okay? I even cooked for your parents and they loved it.” You bragged.

“True. Chef Jaehyun really helped you polish your skills right?”

“Yes, I acknowledge that!” You laughed.

“Wow. We’re already at our last question.” Jaehyun pointed out.

“Hope we didn’t bore you guys to death! So my last question is… Jaehyun, when do I find you the most attractive?” You tried to hide your smile and lowered your gaze a bit. Why did I think this was a good question again?

When you glanced up, you could see that Jaehyun’s smile had reached his eyes. So adorable.

“I think I’m going to get this question wrong too. ________, you should tell me these things, you know… when you find me the most…” He paused for a bit.

“Attractive.”

“Oh just guess!” You answered, evidently flushed by his teasing.

“Hmm… is it when I’m driving with one hand on your seat? I remember how you blushed when I first drove you around right after I got my driver’s license. That kind of seems too typical though… no, not that. When I’m ordering for us before the movies or restaurants. When I’m done ordering you always give me that look.”

“What look?” You asked, mouth slightly agape.

“You know, that… 'I’m so lucky to have you’ gaze.” He did his own rendition of that gaze of yours, causing you to hit him playfully as he caught your hands and wrestled around with you.

“No it’s not that! Jae, you’re getting worse at this.”

“Oh really? What is it then?” He clearly didn’t mind that he got the question wrong, he was just really intent on hearing the answer of when you found him the most attractive. He was giving you that gaze again. His sharp eyes exhibiting his confidence and curiosity.

“It’s when I look at your backside when you’re in the kitchen cooking for me.” You answered shyly.

“I feel all fuzzy and warm inside when I observe your backside in the kitchen. It makes me feel at home for some reason.” You continued, your voice softer than usual.

Jaehyun adjusted his position so that his back was now facing you.

“You know, you can hug this when I’m cooking. Since it’s so attractive.” He turned his neck to look at you, his gaze sharpening such that he was emitting a seductive aura.

A deep shade of red spread across your cheeks, but you still tried to hide how flustered you were.

“I will,” you replied, placing your hands around his waist and leaning on his broad back. It was so comfortable.

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After Jaehyun did his punishment, which was to eat a piece of sushi with a large wad of wasabi between the raw fish and the rice, which he easily aced, filming had almost come to an end.

It was time for the last question.

Jaehyun cleared his throat before reading his final question aloud.

“What is my fondest memory of you? It’s a hard one 'cause I never told you before.” He commented, shyly averting his gaze from yours, a slight smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

“Hmm… I seriously have no idea.” You pondered aloud.

“I’m just going to give this a shot even though I’ll probably get it wrong…”

“'Cause I’m really too curious about what your fondest memory of me is.” you continued, looking directly into his eyes, an abashed look on your face.

He held your gaze for a while until the two of you noticed that you were still filming, and he looked away, clearly shy.

“So, any guesses?” He smiled softly.

“The first time we saw each other, at the coffee shop? I mean, I think I left a pretty big impression on you.” You teased, giggling at the same time.

He paused, holding your gaze, the corners of his lips turned up in a knowing smile.

For a moment, you thought you had the right answer.

“Close, but not quite.”

You looked at him in confusion, slightly puzzled.

“________,” he started.

You nodded.

“Yes, Jaehyun?”

“So… I actually never told you this. But the coffee shop, it wasn’t the first time I saw you.”

Your eyes widened, slightly taken aback yet full of curiosity.

“My fondest memory of you starts like this. I was on bus route 148, just any regular day, coming home from school. That was the first time I saw you. I didn’t think much of it, if I had to admit though, you did catch my attention a little bit. But the bus approached the next stop, and a pregnant woman had boarded the bus. As I was about to stand up, I noticed that you had already stood up to offer your seat to her. I don’t even know if you remember this, honestly, but there was this man that came in and sat down just as she was about to sit down. You really started to catch my attention when you started to explain how the seat was for the pregnant lady, but you still managed to handle the situation well, even though he was being an asshole. I haven’t seen people like that in a long time. I was about to get up and at least try to strike up some conversation with you, but the next stop was your stop, and you had already left. So two weeks later, when I saw you at the coffee shop, I was just thinking… I didn’t want to let the chance to talk to you slip away again.”

“So that’s why…” you started.

He nodded before you could continue.

“The spill was a good excuse for me to talk to you.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You had always thought that the coffee shop meeting was your first. And although it was, you would’ve never thought you ever crossed paths with Jaehyun before that.

You blushed at the thought of a teenage Jaehyun, noticing your actions.

“So, why didn’t you ever tell me this?” You placed your left palm under your chin, gazing at him earnestly. 

“Well, it’s embarrassing, I didn’t want to make it seem like I’m a total romanticist.” He bit his lip and sighed softly.

You wanted to seem cool with it, but it was difficult to hide how touched you were.

Jaehyun felt your warm touch, as you placed your hand on the left side of his cheeks, visibly pink.

For a moment, you tuned out your surroundings again. You even momentarily forgot you were filming. This would probably be too much for your subscribers, but this would be footage you’d keep forever.

“I’m glad you took that chance.”

You held onto the ends of his sleeves, as you leaned closer for a passionate kiss. You could feel Jaehyun responding as he embraced you lightly, yet kissed you deeply, paying no mind to the camera.

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anonymous asked:

About TGC: I also think a lot of the former stans pushing around arguments without context (that Mandy/Dave/Rachel are to blame, that the casting was bc of intentional racism, etc) were so quick to turn and skip straight past valid complaints about the racism of the biz into faux-activist nonsense bc of a serious inferiority complex brought on by black-and-white viewpoints about what is "diverse" and trying to push GC as a show that earns them Woke Points then being let down, if that makes sense

No no I get that. Here’s how I see it:

The ATW didn’t feel like being progressive this year (because they never are, hello people). They choose the show they think will make them money. Tbh it’s not really about who deserves what. It’s all business. But the reason nobody’s been significantly pissed about it in awhile is because money and deserve lined up for a few years there, namely with Hamilton.

But that era is over. We’re back to money. And a diverse cast singing five different genres of music just was too out there for them. And like they lowkey always have in the past, the ATW proved themselves to be pretty damn racist (literally only two actors/actresses of color nominated?? Are you literally fucking kidding me?).

Fast forward to this week. The ATW decision to not give The Great Comet any awards lessened audiences enthusiasm for the show. Now they only want to see it because Groban’s there. Groban leaves, Ingrid comes. Ingrid leaves, Oak comes. But it’s not enough. Sales still plummet. Not because of Oak, but more because people simply lost interest. How good could this show actually be if it lost all its awards to the pop show of the season? So the show gets desperate to stay on because they worked too damn hard to give it up. Mandy Patinkin wants to do it. It’ll basically save the show, but he can only do it Oak’s last three weeks. They make the tough call, and Oak steps back.

What they didn’t consider (and completely 100% should have) was they were stripping a black man of a lead role and replacing him with a famous white man. It was completely insensitive and yes, racist to do so. And they definitely deserved the backlash and Oak deserved the support.

But they don’t deserve to close for this.

It seems like they’re willing to learn from their mistake. They’ve apologized and it seems pretty genuine. Mandy has stepped down from the role. They shouldn’t have done this, and it’s absolutely horrible they did, but this one Tumblr post keeps popping in my mind throughout this whole shitshow. It was a post I read a few days ago before this all went down and it was talking about the differences of being an openly discriminatory show and being a show that tries to be inclusive.

Now this post was referring to TV shows (and I’m pretty sure it was going around because of the Supercorp debacle), but I think the point is important to mention in this situation. Shows that are aiming for (in this case) white audiences, don’t have to worry about whether it will look bad if they replace a cast member with a white cast member. Shows like Phantom of the Opera, Wicked, Les Mis, Dear Evan Hansen, etc? They don’t have to worry about diversity issues because they never bothered to worry about them in the first place. If they do put a minority in as a character, the next cast could be white as ever and no one would even bat an eye, because we all knew the diversity wasn’t permanent.

However, shows that aim to be diverse often get a bad rap. They often make mistakes, and you’re right that’s not okay. They should be held accountable for those mistakes. But they shouldn’t go down because of them. There are things shows do that make us angry because they didn’t realize it would make us angry. And they should do better to realize those things. But if we look at every diverse show and take them down every time they make a mistake, we’re not going to have any diversity left. We’re going to be left with all white shows with occasional diversity because for some reason we’ve decided that better than someone who tries and messes up.

Pretty soon people are going to stop trying.

When diverse shows make mistakes, we should absolutely get angry and tell them they did something wrong. But then we have to realize that a show that is trying to be inclusive is worth sticking with and helping them do it the right way. Phantom will never do diversity right. Wicked will never do diversity right. Les Mis will never do diversity right. But The Great Comet can. We have the opportunity to have a great diverse show, and some people are willing to throw it away because they made one mistake.

The ATW was racist towards this show a month ago; in turn, the producers stupidly and frantically did something racist to save the show. Neither was right and both deserve backlash, but one was obviously the cause and one was obviously the effect.

TL;DR The ATW was racist first, but it doesn’t excuse the decision on Oak; however, we can’t let diverse shows sink because of one mistake when non-diverse shows are constantly making mistakes and we let them thrive.

Also: rereading this ask I have no idea if I even responded to it, I’m so tired

head and heart - peter parker

a prequel to “civil war 2.0″ that can be read as a standalone

read Civil War 2.0

request: It’d be set around the time of the accords and the debate between the avengers of whether or not to sign it and center around y/n trying to decide who’s side to take. Whether to stay loyal to Steve which would mean fighting against Peter for real and not just for everyone else’s amusement. Or siding with tony, basically breaking steve’s heart, and continuously wondering if they made the right decision. And then of course the actual fight at the airport going down. It’d be a cool thing to read :) - @casualtyclfford 

notes: this is so. fucking. long. also it’s really shitty but um like it’s actually the longest thing i’ve ever written holy moly. i basically inserted reader into a lot of scenes of civil war, so sorry if it just feels like a rehash of the film. but yeah basically civil war 2.0 takes place after this. it’s not really much of a peter fic tbh whoops she just has feelings for him from school.

word count: 5.8k


Humming to yourself, you walked into the kitchen. You hair was pulled back, sweat still beading your brow as a result of the vigorous workout you’d just finished. 

“Tony, you chose to do that. If we sign this, we surrender our right to choose. What if–”

Steve stopped abruptly when you popped open the fridge, and it was then that you realized you’d walked into something important.

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havenothingtodowithme  asked:

Hey! First of all, I love your blog 💖 and are you still doing blitzstone hc? Could I ask for some wedding cerimony headcanons? Or just cute hc in general! Thanks so much 💖

Sorry this took so long, I had a lot to say! I loved writing these!! To anyone else who may have sent me requests, they’re coming

- it’s a few years after preventing Ragnarok for the last time
-hearth & blitz are around 24 maybe?
-they’ve been dating ever since a little before the last possible-Ragnarok when they ended up having a pre-battle, heat-of-the-moment, I-don’t-want-to-lose-you-without-telling-you-how-I-feel Kiss
-but anyway, Blitzen’s best is thriving & Hearth’s magic is way better than it used to be & everything is good and pure
- Blitz proposes like this: on the anniversary of the day Blitz found Hearth in Nidavellir, they go out for dinner in a fancy restaurant, and then (after sundown) take a walk in a park they used to stay in while they were homeless.
-They end up at a quiet fountain w/ no one else around. The street lamps shine off the water & in Hearth’s eyes. It’s dark enough to be romantic & secluded but bright enough to sign easily.
-Taking a deep breath, Blitz gives a little speech (signing & speaking) about how much Hearth means to him & how he’s his everything. This information is nothing new, but Hearth is still completely in awe.
- By now he has the suspicion Blitz is planning something big, but he’s still completely overwhelmed when the tiny dwarf actually gets down on one knee. He doesn’t pull the ring out right away, bc he has to ask Hearth, will you marry me?
- And of course the answer is obvious, they’ve been living together for years now, they’re absolutely a package deal & there’s no way Hearth’s gonna say no. So he just nods and signs Yes really excitedly & pulls Blitzen up to kiss him & then Blitz pulls the ring box out of his jacket pocket and opens it.
- It’s silver & simple & elegant & it has perthro engraved on the band. Both their hands are shaking when Blitz slides it onto Hearth’s ring finger. They kiss again, laughing bc everything is falling perfectly into place. This is their dream come true.
- they get Blitz a ring too. It’s gold & has a wider band than Hearth’s with the same engraving of their family’s symbol
- they invite Magnus, Samirah, & Alex (who has become a part of their family too) over to tell them & the kids are beyond excited for their dads
- so for the actual ceremony, it’s pretty small- just the family, the Floor 19 Crew, Inge, and Freya (Blitz didn’t want to invite her, but Hearth convinced him. She’s your mother, Blitz. And she’s the goddess of love- it’s not like she doesn’t know we’re getting married! If we don’t invite her, we’ll never hear the end of it.)
- Halfborn performs the ceremony, bc he has definitely been ordained at some point in his 1200 year stay at Valhalla
- Magnus is their best man, Samirah is the maid of honor
-Alex is the ring bearer
- Blitz designed everyone’s outfits, obviously. He’s still salty about not designing the outfits for the fake wedding with Thrym tbh. He can’t say it, but he def wants to show up Sif
- and he does! Hearth wears a white suit + his scarf bc it’s 100% necessary. Blitz insisted he not wear black for once. Blitz’ pants & suit jacket are black but his vest is red to match the scarf. He’s wearing a bow tie too
- Magnus’ tux is gray w/ a white vest. His hair is grown back by now so it’s braided on one side to keep it out of his face during the ceremony
- Samirah’s dress is green again with silver lace & her hijab has silver threads in it for accent
- Amir’s tux is deep purple & he’s perfect and beautiful
- Alex is female & her dress is a very pale pink & her makeup is green. The dress stops around knee-length & is very twirlable. Magnus is dying
- jack is here & he insisted upon having a bow tie tied around his hilt
- Blitzen threatened to throw a fit if Halfborn showed up half-dressed like always, so the beserker relented. His suit is dark brown & his beard is braided neatly
- Mallory’s dress is a lighter green than Sam’s and is sleeveless. Her crazy hair is tamed a bit & falls around her shoulders. Halfborn has to concentrate very hard on the task at hand
- TJ refused to wear anything besides his union jacket but he let Blitz fix it up a bit.
- Freya is literally gorgeous, as always. She’s wearing about forty pounds of jewelry & Blitz wonders which piece was responsible for his life until Hearth takes his hand and smiles at him
- Inge is a free hulder now & is pretty close w/ hearth & blitz. Her dress is light blue & her hair is in very elaborate braids. Blitz asked whether she wanted a hole for her tail in the dress & she decided yes. She wears her tail proudly nowadays & is very active among the movement to free the huldrefolk
- also I don’t think anyone invited him but oh look, there’s Odin! The weirdo shows up about two minutes before the ceremony starts and is like “how could I miss the wedding day of my greatest pupil??” And hearth is so green
- tbh I bet Thor & Sif show up too & by this point it’s like…. Any other gods planning on showing up last minute or can we get married already? This is the exact moment when their former boss the severed head appears right in the middle of the aisle & Amir nearly faints
- when Thor shows up Hearth is definitely like who the fuck invited him, that giant dumbass is going to ruin our wedding!! Thor’s just kind of like “Wow my good friend the elf is so happy to see me!!”
- there’s also a suspicious bird at the window… Utgard-Loki…. Is that you, you sneaky fuck
- Marvin & Otis are sitting in the very back of the room with the very strict instructions not to eat any furniture. Otis starts crying in the middle of the vows & chews off an armrest anyway
- after all mystery guests arrive, they can finally start.
- Blitz’ vows start out with him talking about finding hearth in Nidavellir & how important and life-changing their friendship was immediately. He tells hearth who absolutely incredible he is & how honored blitz is to be marrying him.
- hearth’s vows describe how he’d always thought he’d be an empty cup for his whole life, but he never knew that from the moment blitz found him he was being filled more & more everyday bc of their friendship, and how blitz was the first person hearth ever trusted and he can’t believe he’s lucky enough to have him for their whole lives
- they exchange rings & they’re both near tears
- Halfborn says “by the power vested in me by the world of Valhalla, I now pronounce you dwarf & elf. You may kiss the groom” and blitz grabs hearth’s scarf and yanks him down for the kiss & everything’s beautiful
- Magnus definitely cries. The kid’s dads are getting married, give him some slack
- Alex teases him, but her eyes were a little misty for a while there too
- they don’t really have a reception, but the very extended family (so basically the empty cups + floor 19, Amir, & Inge) go back to blitz & hearth’s apartment to celebrate
- blitz bridal-carries hearth over the threshold & it is the cutest thing ever
- one of the boys probably had a bouquet to throw. Sam catches it & she and Amir don’t stop blushing all night
- big tearful family hugs. Blitz, hearth, Sam, Magnus, & Alex having a giant family group hug while the kids are so happy for their parents
- Alex teases Samir & Gunderkeen about when they’re gonna tie the knot. Mallory & Samirah retaliate by bringing up Magnus & making Alex blush a lot
- Inge dancing with hearth & telling him how happy she is for him. She just loves him so much wow. I like to think by this point although she obviously still loves him, she’s gotten over him mostly & maybe has a cute elf gf that’s also active in the free-the-huldre scene.
- Inge dancing w/ blitz afterwards & giving him a stern “don’t you dare hurt that boy” speech but obviously he’s not gonna & they’ve all been friends now for years so by the end they’re just laughing
- blitz & hearth having the first dance as a married couple & just swaying and holding onto each other and at the end they kiss & it’s really slow and sweet and beautiful and I’m dead

This was. Really freaking long, hope you enjoy, xoxo your Local Blitzstone Dealer™

Canon Arya Appreciation Week: Day 5 - Kindness and Compassion

I forgot yesterday! Shame on me!

But for this one, soooo many examples to choose from so I’ll sort by characters.


  • We’ll start with Jon - Arya’s favourite sibling. They are both the outcasts of the family, never feeling like they fit in but this isn’t the only reason the two of them are so close.
    Arya is the only person in Jon’s life before he left Winterfell to truly love him unconditionally. With everyone else, even Robb and Bran who he was also close with, there was always that barrier of them remembering his bastard status. With Arya, that didn’t matter to her even in the slightest. She has questioned what it is to be a bastard, wondering if her own difference from her family made her a bastard. She understands that Jon has a different mother. But to Arya, Jon is Jon. She doesn’t care about his parentage. Personally, because prejudice isn’t a trait Arya really exhibits, I don’t believe that discovering his true parentage will do much in the way of affecting their relationship. Except for them falling in love
    “Sansa sighed, “Poor Jon, he gets jealous because he’s a bastard.” “He’s our brother.” Arya said loudly.” - Arya, AGoT

  • Weasel - The little girl who Arya was annoyed by at first, wishing she would stop crying. But when the fighting starts and Arya sees the girl stood alone, she grabs her and drags her to safety. She is told by Hot Pie to leave her, but Arya only reacts by dragging the girl with her all the harder.

  • Jaquen - Despite the barn burning, despite Arya being a scared child herself, she gives the girl over to Gendry and sends him, the elder between them, to run away, whilst Arya goes back out of the barn, grabs the axe, then runs back in to give it to Jaquen so that he can free himself and the other captives. Arya describes the moment of going back into the barn as “the hardest thing she ever did”.

  • Sansa - When Arya sees that her sister is upset about having to leave King’s Landing, she tries to comfort her. Considering they’ve spent most of their interactions down each others throats, and Arya is still holding Sansa somewhat responsible for what happened to Mycah, this was a very mature and loving reaction from her.
    “It won’t be so bad, Sansa,“ Arya said. "We’re going to sail on a galley. It will be an adventure, and then we’ll be with Bran and Robb again,” - Arya, AGoT

  • Lady Crane - This isn’t in the books but I couldn’t not bring this up. D&D have fucked up Arya’s characterization to the point where they have her “threatening” to carve her sister’s face off. Some people see this as Arya just playing the game of faces. Some believe it’s all staged and they’re plotting against LF together. Whatever is going on, Arya would never threaten her sister and for D&D to have her use a line which sounded sickeningly similar to Ramsey Bolton, “let’s play a game” was just too far.

    But let’s look at one thing they did get accurate. Arya goes to the Faceless men because she wants to train as an assassin so that she can kill the people on her list who are still alive. But when it comes to killing someone who to Arya seems "like a good woman”, she isn’t able to go through with murdering her, and it’s this that provokes her into retrieving Needle and deciding she wants to leave the Faceless men and go home.

    This is so important. It’s a testament to the strength of her compassion and humanity that even when she’s gone through hell and back, even when she’s already killed without mercy, she’s still able to distinguish between good and bad. The world isn’t black and white and Arya knows better than most that anyone can die, and death doesn’t just come for the wicked, but that doesn’t mean she should or has to kill someone who she doesn’t believe deserves it.

    Remember, Arya has a list for a reason. To remind her of the people she wants to kill and why. She wants the people dead who tore her family apart. It may seem like playing God a little, but every one of these characters is guilty of that.

    At the Twins, she takes down the Freys but she specifically states that the people drinking are those who helped with the Red Wedding. She specifically stops the girl from drinking. She knows Walder Frey wouldn’t have involved the women with his plot and so she spared them.

    Then we have the Lannister soldiers. Arya may eye their weapons and initially look upon them cautiously, but as they are kind to her and offer her their food and drink, Arya befriends rather than fights them. It’s very carefully specified that these are Lannister soldiers, but Arya very clearly sympathizes and of course empathizes with their feelings of missing their families. These are men she should naturally consider her enemies, but her compassion is stronger than her bloodlust here.

    Arya maybe far gone, she has suffered and it’s twisted her up a little. But she still has her humanity, her kindness and her compassion.

She’s not broken, just bent. Yes that is a line from a Pink song.

There are so many other examples of her kindness; treating the Hound’s wounds, stopping him from killing the man they passed by, her ability to make friends anywhere she goes as she doesn’t look down on anyone for their station in life.

To be honest, Arya is one of the kindest characters in this series. And she’s barely in her pre-teens.

Lai Guanlin Medical Au

Back and late as always~

> • You hadn’t expected to spend your Saturday night in the hospital,
 >• But then who ever does except for doctors?
 >• It’s been a while since you last saw the bright lights and overworked doctors and nurses,
> • I mean it’s been a year,
> • But as someone infamous for being incredibly clumsy, a year was a break,

> • It had started at the age of 6, breaking your arm, and then it’d just tumbled,
> • From broken noses to crushed feet and bruised ribs, you’re sure that you’re at least 40% metal at this point,
> • You’d be an awful superhero but you’re half way there,
>• So you should be pretty used to pain by now,
>• Hahahaha nope,
> • Propped in a wheelchair in a busy part of the waiting room, you’re pretty happy to whine to your best friend,
> • Who sits next to you, a veteran at accompanying you to the sterilised building after your accidents,
> • But she was part of your reason for ending up there in the first place,
> • It’d started a completely innocent day, hanging with your best friend, dancing goofily to songs on the radio and chatting endlessly,

> • But of course there’s always an element of boredom, which only means one thing for the two of you,
> • Couples yoga,
> • It’d always been a tradition for the two of you to try the weirdest couple yoga positions after you’d quit gymnastics together when you were 15,
> • You’d actually become quite good tho???
> • Throw any weird position together and you’d find a way,
> • It’s not yet known if you just liked throwing your best friend around or if you actually enjoyed the activity,
> • During the warm up, a double plank,
> • A move that you’d previously perfected despite the fact you now sat in a bustling hospital,
> • You’d made a quick comment which had your friend bursting into a laughing fit, collapsing down onto your legs,
> • Because you were always the bottom in yoga, stronger than your friend,
> • Which made your pose break and your knee slammed in the ground,
> • Okay maybe yoga isn’t the place for puns,
> • (Isn’t everywhere the place for puns?),
> • Or clumsy people,
> • But now your knee looks a little off angle, and maybe a little swollen and yeah, maybe a little blue,
> • Which really isn’t reassuring,
> • And it’s screaming at you like a child having a tantrum in a toy store,
> • Smh children are a lot of work,
> • So your best friend listens to your complaining as you watch the waiting time leap from 4 hours to 5,
> • That means you’ve got to sit in that all too familiar room for 3 more excruciatingly long hours,
> • And one of the girls from the couple across from you has a bandage wrapped around her head and you feel bad for giggling at how cartoon-like it looks,
> • But her girlfriend can’t seem to stop laughing at her, unable to fully meet her eyes without bursting into a new fit,
> • Couple goals,
> • I mean if you can’t laugh at each other what can you do?
> • But while you have to wait a short lifetime, you also feel bad for all the nurses and doctors, rushed off their feet, as always,
> • You pass your time by buying sweets from the vending machine and trying to throw them into your friends mouth, unable to move yourself,
> • Which nearly ends in another broken bone,
> • But tbh what a good place to break another bone,
> • Then you’d be matching,
> • And you make up people’s life stories as they walk/limp/roll past,
> • Your friend naps on your shoulder and you wish your knee wasn’t keeping you awake,
> • You’re pretty sure you can see the light when a nurse finally, finally, calls your name and you wheel the hell out of there,
>  • One of the kids across from you had just started crying and it broke your heart, you just wanted to wrap him in blankets,
> • You rolled to a stop and one of the doctors/ nurses (you were way too tired to try to be able to tell them apart) dropped into the seat opposite,
> • He looked about as tired as you felt and you nearly sent him to go for a nap,
> • But despite the tired eyes he still smiles at you and it’s 10/10,
> • Like damn,
> • A warm ass smile as well, not one of the mandatory ones,
> • It warms your heart and you grin goofily back despite your knee, who does not like the notion of movement and protests heavily,
> • He takes one look at your knee and is like whelp it’s screwed,
> • Like yeah bruh, that’s why I’m here,
> • So then you have to wait another half hour to get an x-ray, which is honestly awful,
> • Not only are you getting radiation blasted at you, they have to move you,
> • While you understand that they have to find out what’s actually wrong with your cursed knee,
> • You don’t want to understand because it’s easier to complain when you’re ignorant,
> • (Whoop too real here sorry)
> • You eventually end up back on a bed with doctor Lai again, full circle,
> • He cracks another heart warming, full gummy smile when you tell him how you’ve broken your kneecap, to which your friend hangs her head in fake shame and you grin,
> • Cus his smile is damn intoxicating,
> • That smile makes your head tingle; heart flutter,
>  • So you’re infinitely glad you’re not hooked to one of those heart rate monitors,
> • So after Doctor Lai confirms you’ve broken your kneecap, which is really a surprise to no one,
> • He confirms you don’t need surgery and you thank the universe for being less mean than it could have been,
> • You know what pain is coming when he says he’s going to cast it,
> • His hands look delicate though so you comfort yourself with the knowledge you haven’t got a rough ass nurse casting your leg,
> • But then you also have an extremely handsome doctor/nurse seeing you at your, admittedly not lowest, point (but still pretty low),
> • Getting ready to cry because you can’t actually bend your leg,
> • But when he passes you that gas,
> • Oh boi it’s like a whole different you,
> • It still burns like hell and you wanna scream but your mind just takes a laid back view on life,
> • “You must be tired but you’re still beautiful like wow what’s your skin care?”
> • You giggle from the laughing gas, not comprehending at all,
> • Your friend has to leave the room from their overflowing giggles, second hand embarrassment and their imagination at your future horror at what just spilled out of your uncontrolled mouth,
> • Lai’s cheeks redden
> • You make sure to tell him it’s adorable,
> • And he chuckles with a shake of his head,
> • And then pain shoots up your leg and you cry out again, tears trailing down your face as you breath into the gas,

>  • But apparently you’re brain is still having a chill time,
> • Your head is completely confused because this shit hurts, you’re crying, but yOU GOTTA LAUGH,
> • “I don’t think you need my skin care routine to be honest, you look pretty cute already,”
> • His words muffle your pain further and you giggle
> • From the gas or from the compliment, a literal doctor cannot tell,
> • “Well thank you, that’s a compliment and a half seeing as it’s coming from you,”
> • Lai smiles shyly as he finishes setting your cast, eyes jumping to you as the gas wears off,
> • And then it hits you,
> • Oh man it hits you like a damn truck, full on and straight to the chest,
> • I mean you already knew laughing gas had a stronger reaction on you than most, but you did not expect this,
> • You wanna apologize to the doctor but you actually can’t make eye contact,
> • You go through the usual, Lai giving you the rundown on what to do next and where to get your meds,
> • He wraps his arm around your shoulders to help you shuffle off the bed and makes sure you’re steady enough on your crutches before shaking your hand,
> • You finally manage to meet his eyes and practically melt,
> • His eyes are tired, yes, but still warm and welcoming and his smile numbs your burning pain and it’s your time to blush before shuffling out of there,
> • Your friend greets you buckets of laughter and it’s really what you need,
> • That is until you see some pen scrawled onto your cast, something black and shiny standing against the cast,
> • You plop down onto a chair,
> • Even though you don’t know if you’ll be able to get back up again,
> • And your best friend reads you a series of numbers scrawled quickly into the casts white surface,
> • Above the number,
> • “I’ll share my skincare secrets over a coffee”
> • And really nothing has ever been more tempting,
> • Guanlin has a busy ass schedule being a doctor, but he always finds time for you,
> • Which really amazes you tbh,
> • Your little dates are always laid back, because being a doctor is tiring AF,
> • And it really suits you because what’s better than just lying around together chatting, or catching a coffee with cake(!!),
> • Or playing truth or dare,
> • Which is, not gunna lie, kinda dangerous but you gotta live life on edge™
> • And then when Guanlin has a weekend off and he has more energy, it makes the days where you go to theme parks or actually go outside even more special,
> • And you’re on a chilled back date when Guanlin doodles over your admittedly bare cast,
> • And it’s actually really cute and creative and you’re glad you had previously gone for a minimalistic theme,
> • And when you heal you teach Guanlin your couples yoga poses,
> • As your bestie had insisted it was a cute couple idea,
> • And the fact that yoga had actually bought you together,
> • And he gets the hang of it quickly and it’s really good for the two of you because Guanlin has a high stress job so the yoga relaxes the both of you,
> • You become one of those couples you see on Instagram with all the crazy poses, looking cute af,
> • lmao ‘goals’
> • But yanno, Guanlin really does teach you his skincare secrets and you don’t know if you’ve ever looked healthier,
> • But you also don’t know if that’s the routine of the fact you’ve never been happier,

anonymous asked:

55!

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

I have so many stories to answer this question with but it’s 2:30 am so I’m just gonna do the first one that comes to mind lol. Okay, so it’s the summer before 3rd grade, I’m 8 years old, my mom just made me move from the city into Suburbia Hellscape. Since I needed to make friends, she enrolled me in this lame summer camp being held at a middle school that’s like 5 minutes from my house. I made a few sorta-kinda-friends, but what I really made were enemies. There were these two main bitchy 4th grade girls (and then their gang of Side Character Minions), who lowkey terrorized me all summer. Tbh I’m still a little bitter and it’s been like 12 years. Okay, so I’d been in the camp for about a month and a talent show was coming up. Desperate to get peace, the camp leaders thought it would be a great idea to force me to perform with the Bitch Clique, even though I had signed up to perform solo. But they told me unless they had good reason, we had to perform together. Okay, so the girls (let’s call them Elle and G) decided they wanted to do a cheer routine, right? And they very specifically wanted to do this routine to Holla Back Girl by Gwen Stefani. Hoooowever, they had to find a way to censor the word ‘shit’ during the banana-chanting part (that was the main part they wanted to use), so I was like ‘omg why not switch out the curse with ‘camp’! Then you’ll get points for camp spirit!!!’ and they liked the idea. So then I help them plan out their whole fucking cheer routine, right, like I worked very hard because I like to win. So then like…3 fucking days before the talent show, fucking Elle and G and their Side Character Minions go to the camp leaders and just???? Tell them I was being uncooperative and lazy and refusing to help them???? And all this other bullshit so I get KICKED OUT OF THE GROUP. AND THEY’RE STILL PLANNING TO USE ALL THE STUFF I CAME UP WITH. Oh my God. And then Elle did that really stereotypical ‘I-will-always-be-better-than-you’ line because my life was literally a fucking Coming of Age novel. So I let myself cry in the bathroom for exactly 2 minutes and then I was OUT FOR FUCKING BLOOD. I went out to the main area and flat out tapped-and-recruited 3 other girls that Elle and G had been messing with, had been messing with even longer than me because they’d all been going to the camp for years. I pulled them outside to the soccer field, and we planned our means of attack: Winning the talent show. We notified a worker that we were fucking in and they didn’t want to let us sign up because there was only 3 days left and everyone else had 2 weeks to prepare. But we overpowered him with our combined charm, talent, intelligence and puppy dog eyes. Then we set to work: We spent the rest of that day and all the next day and the morning of the day of the talent show rehearsing non-stop. We had our harmonies down, we had all the dance moves we created memorized perfectly. One girl convinced her mom to come in and do makeup for us so we looked fierce as 8 and 9 year olds could possibly look. I stole a cheetah print shirt out of my aunt’s room and we cut it into four strips so we’d have something matching over our various black-and-white clothes. I think two girls used them as belts, one as a scarf, and I tied mine around my forehead. We looked fucking great and we were ready. And then, after the Bitch Clique performed their (my) rendition of Holla Back Girl, our group was called up to perform and we all took the time to dedicate our performance to any bullies out there who wanted us to fail. ‘Shade’ was not a term back then but everyone felt it. And then…the four of us united together and performed the BEST God damn performance of ‘Cinderella’ from the Cheetah Girls that anyone had ever freaking witnessed. I honestly wish someone had thought to film it because it was amazing, everything went perfectly, I’d never felt so great in my life, we got a standing ovation! And then, walking out into the crowd amongst the applause after our performance, I went up to Elle and G, and I honest to God do not remember what I said but it was probably something super cliché for a triumphant climax in a Coming of Age novel, but I do remember their pissed off and offended faces and I’ m pretty sure another girl smeared their lipstick. But yeah…guess I was better than them lmao

anonymous asked:

Can you do #17 and #9 with chanyeol or sehun?

➸ 16/? “exo month” exo fics

➸ word count: 2.1k

➸ teens and up

➸ fluff/angst/roommates au/college au maybe college wasn’t mentioned but it sure as hell ain’t high school/mutual pining and stuff 

➸ #9. “Don’t tempt me” & #17. “I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle”

➸ a/n: *angie voice* the next requests will be short. sighhh, congratulations @ me, you played yourself. still, i couldn’t help myself okay, the prompt made me do it. i have no regrets. except maybe that it’s five am and i have shit to do later on today so i will most likely not sleep enough. what’s new? anyways, i went with chanyeol because a. i love him. 2. i already wrote like three other sehun things it’s only fair. c. i love him. i hope you guys enjoy this! also pls excuse if it seems rushed towards the end?? idk i suck with endings tbh and i either rush things or drag them out, i am trash. JESUS CHRIST I JUST HEARD MY DAD WAKE UP LMAO BYE GTG. happy reading!!! 

The clock has only struck a quarter past nine at night when ________ walks into her apartment carrying two large bags—one full of snacks, and another one filled with an assortment of ingredients she and Chanyeol were planning on using to make homemade pizzas.

“Need some help with that?” Chanyeol walks out of his room quirking a brow at his best friend and roommate, amused by her struggles at getting through the door while trying not to drop anything on the floor.

“That would be greatly appreciated” she huffs, the small strands of her hair hair falling over her face blowing upwards for a second before falling back down over her eyes once again. Chanyeol smiles, very much endeared by her, and quickly shakes out of it opting to take the bags from her.

“What’s all this for?”, Chanyeol is currently sorting through the groceries ________’s bought and frowns, Most of it is junk—didn’t they go grocery shopping just three days ago?

“So I was thinking—wait, what do you mean” she laughs peaking over Chanyeol’s side, “for the pizzas, of course!” she nudges him to the side and begins to lay out the things they’ll need in front of them on the counter for easy access.

“Pizzas?” ________ looks up to see a very confused Chanyeol and she scrunches up her nose frowning deeply.

“You said you wanted to make pizzas tonight, and—you forgot didn’t you” she realizes, taking one good look at him. Her hands cross under her chest, hip jutted to the side as she quirks a brow at him noticing that he’s dressed nicely. Black skinny jeans, a white simple t shirt paired with his favorite leather jacket and black converse shoes—a little too nicely dressed for a simple movie night and homemade pizzas.“And you made plans, of course you did” she lets out a disappointed sigh dropping her hands to the side.

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Study Buddy (Jaemin Scenario)

↳ characters: Jaemin x reader

↳ genre: Fluff

↳ word count: 1,425

↳ summary: [request] hello!!! can i request a thing abt u and jaemin where u volunteer @ the library on the same day every week nd one week jaemin happens comes in to study while ur volunteering nd uhm yea! u can go wherever u want w it tbh + thank you for writing!!! i love your jaemin posts!!!

↳ author’s note: first of all im so sorry this took forever (as most my posts do) im just one admin and my writing sucks lol, also i had testing this week and was super stressed but I thank you massively for waiting and for showing my jaemin posts love!! It means the world to me that you enjoy my writing and love NaNa as well :”)) please tell me your thoughts on this imagine once you’ve read it! I’d really appreciate~ also side note: The song You & Me by Kisum reminds me of Jaemin cause its so cute like him, I love him so much okay sorry.

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