this is my excited face btw


Guys it’s another kingsman tumblr meetup!

Ahhh hey y'all! I’m excited that we’re having another meetup and I’m lovin reading about everyone. Btw, that’s my face up there!

So I came into the kingsman fandom around spring/summer of 2016 after I had watched the movie. At the time I didn’t know that there even was a kingsman fandom, and all the sudden I was lurking on Tumblr and I found some hartwin fics and edits on kingsman. And the rest is history!

I run this blog and my main one ( @spilledmangojuice ) so come and say hello :) I would love to talk to you guys about kingsman or just have a convo in general.

Have fun today!!!


me: idk free! was ok i g–
kyoani: btw more free!
me, with tears streaming down my face and a renewed vigor for life, tearing off my jacket to reveal an iwatobi sc jacket underneath, and then ripping the zipper of that jacket open to reveal a makoharu shirt underneath that: HYE FUTURE FIS hHWAKE WAKE WAKE WAKE UP

Excited Science Mode™ Martin (feat. cozy sweater), drawn at the excellent suggestion of @hanchewie!

(I’m totally still taking art suggestions, btw- a few simple guidelines of what I’m up for drawing can be found [here])

I can’t wait to see you // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Y/n and Shawn face time where they are interrupted

Author’s note: I have 900 followers um what??!!? BTW The cute heading is a lie, beware

“I miss you,” I coo into the phone, seeing Shawn’s face reflecting back at me.

“Gosh, its good to hear that,” Shawn’s distorted voice calls back to me, the face time call freezing momentarily.

“How’s tour been baby?” I ask him, curling up in bed, excitement unfurling in my stomach at seeing his face.

“Been so good, Sweetheart, would be so much better if you were here though,” He grins at me and my heart rate speeds up at the beautiful man that I could gladly call my boyfriend.

“Aw Shawn,” My cheeks feel hot at his compliment. We’d only been dating for 8 months yet I never got used to his sweet commentary.

“I can’t wait to see you Y/n,” Shawn tells me, the connection freezing again.

“Only a week left then you will be back home for a week!” I say enthusiastically. There was only 7 more days until I could hold him in my arms again.

“7 days are too long,” He whines, leaning his forearms on the table and resting his chin on top. 

“You’ll survive,” I tease him, watching him smirk in response.

“I don’t think I will, not unless you’re here, right next to me within the next hour, I’m pretty sure-”

I never caught the rest of his sentence for a loud voice called over the top of him.

“Shawn, you’re taking forever baby, c’mon,” A high pitched voice calls, quite loudly may I add, the door to what ever room Shawn was in, slammed against the wall with a thud.

“Shh,” He cuts the person off, eyes darting in the voice’s direction before looking back at me worriedly.

“What’s wrong? Are you on the phone to your mum again? I thought we were going to have dinner?” her sultry voice murmurs and I feel my heart sink to my stomach. His eyes widen at her, as if saying stop talking.

“Who was that?” I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat as tears threatened to fall from the scenarios flooding my head.

“No one,” Shawn answers, all too quick.

“I swear I didn’t know you were on the phone to her,” Her sharp voice whispers to him, as if she thinks I can’t hear her, or maybe she wants me to.

Shawn nods, his eyes looking at something past the screen and my stomach twists. I’m angry. Angry that I can’t be with him because of my job. Angry that he’s surrounded by people who can enjoy his lifestyle with him while I can’t. Most of all, I’m angry that I fear he’s found someone else. Surely, I had enough faith in him that the thought of him cheating shouldn’t even be crossing my mind right now? Surely?

It was.

“Can you hurry up and hang up, I’m hungry,” I hear her whisper again and my blood boils, angry tears welling in my eyes. I felt betrayed. If Shawn was to hang up right now, abide by her wishes, rather then stay talking to me, his girlfriend who he had not seen in 3 weeks, I don’t know what I would do.

“Hey honey, I’ve got to go, sorry sweetheart, I love yo-,”Beep, beep, beep, beep. 

The black screen shows my reflection, my finger still hovering over the end call button where I rushed to press it, not wanting Shawn to see the hurt that was written all over my face.

I guess that’s how I would have reacted.

mrevaunit42  asked:

hi! I'm Mr.E, sorry to bother. I'm not sure you got my message but I just wanted to thank you for the awesome drawings you did.I really appreciate you drawing nova. Amazing work as always and it really brought a smile to my face! Maybe I can write that adventure Amanda and Nova wanted to have. thank you again and have an awesome day! (btw that little Nova picture is totally canon)

Hello E! , Sorry if I could not answer the message, I really could not see it, even so I want to tell you that there is no problem !! , I love drawing Nova and I’m really glad to know you liked it !! , I am very excited to know that the drawings were to your liking; And about the story, believe me, it is not necessary X3, just knowing that you liked the drawings is more than enough

Wow!!!! , I am very happy to know about the canon *0*, this deserves an image!!! >:v

i hope you like it!!! X3  

Adventures in Cooking

This piece was prompted by a lovely anon who suggested someone write a fanfic where Zig speaks some Spanish to MC during some sexy time. Well, here it is! 😊 I enjoyed writing this one, so I hope you all like it as well. I need to thank the amazing @zigbadboy​ who filled in the position of “reference point” for the Spanish lines by translating them into workable sentences. I know it wouldn’t have flowed half as well between the English and Spanish without you. 💕 (This was also the source of the anon message, come to think of it!)

Pairing: Zig x MC (The Freshman)
Word count: 1,321
Rating: Mature/NSFW

Adventures in Cooking

You stand in the kitchen of your dorm, surrounded by familiar ingredients but unsure how to combine them into the unfamiliar recipe in front of you. It was clear Zig was growing homesick, he had been spending more time lately reminiscing about being back with his mom and his sisters. You knew he loved his mom’s empanadas, so you wanted to try and make some for him, in a small attempt to bring something from home to Hartfeld.

While double checking you have everything the meal calls for, you faintly hear footsteps, followed by a tired voice. “Hey, how’s it going out here?”

Looking up, you see Zig walking out of the hallway, bare-chested with one arm stretched up rubbing the back of his neck. “Hey, sleepyhead. You know it’s like, 3 pm, right?”

He chuckles as he crosses the room to meet you. “Yea, yea. So, any progress?”

As you scan the recipe for what feels like the twentieth time, you vaguely feel Zig come up behind you, his chest pressing firmly against your back as his hands gently wrap around your waist. “To be honest, no,” you respond distractedly, still engrossed in the recipe in-hand. “I’ve never made these before, and I’m not much a cook to begin with… I want to get it just right.”

He rests his head against yours, his mouth only a few inches from your ear. “You know how much I appreciate you doing this, por qué no te tomas un descanso? he asks, his voice lowering to a whisper.

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(Aichi’s eyes turned into a cool mode 😎, same as shion’s btw)

- plays the flute

- teaches elementary kids one-on-one for free after school

- very kind; mothers feel 100% safe to leave their child with him

- has to wear glasses to see the notes on the sheet music

- the tuning/metronome app is his LIFE

- doesn’t conduct for the kids and instead just turns on the metronome and counts cause apparently he looks funny while conducting

- when a kid plays well he feels all warm inside and gives the biggest smile

- hates it when his kids give him gifts/presents because it makes him melt into a pile of goo

- loves patting their heads

- when one of his students has to quit for whatever reason, his last lesson isn’t really a lesson

- he performs for them

- “Smile Flower” flute ver. :’)

- loves to hear a bit of his students’ day before starting a lesson

- when his students are having a bad day, he plays funny tunes for them and makes silly faces while playing to cheer them up

- kids always asks about his mini-flute aka his piccolo

- he named it olo cause I mean c'mon it’s cute

- “Why don’t you ever play Olo?”

- “Olo is another story, c'mon, flip the page and we can play the next piece.”

- honestly, he’s just too lazy to tune Olo

- loves teaching his kids how to finger the notes cause sometimes their fingers are too smol and they’re trying so hard

- “Mr. Yoon, I don’t sound like you!”

- “You’re doing great! If you keep playing and practicing at home, you’ll sound even better than me!”

- invites students to his school’s concerts

- always gets super excited if he ever spots one of them cause wow! My student came!

- loves all his students and even though some of them are forced to play an instrument, he tries his best to comfort them and go at a pace where he knows it’s okay

- sometimes falls asleep in the music room with a booklet of music on his face when he has to wait for his students to come

- takes very good care of his flute (which btw is named Lu) and Olo; cleans it daily

- moves around a lot when he plays; also closes his eyes once he’s deep into the music

- he really looks stunning when he plays

- loves music so much

- doesn’t know why but melancholic pieces are his favorite to play

- hates sight-reading with a passion

- has the stereotypical flute sass face but he’s actually really nice, he just does it to scare people sometimes lol

- an overall kind-hearted and beautiful flutist

Originally posted by royalkpop

Brendan Gallagher - Number Eleven (Part 2)

anon request: This make a part two of number eleven

@austonmatty34: part two for the brendan gallagher one!!

for those of you that have not read part once here it is part one

okay so this was super fun to write and i hope you guys enjoyed it.I havent had much time for writing lately but i hopefully will get a lot done during the summer because the end of my school year is nearing and exams are coming so im just really stressed. I hope you all understand!!<3

btw when i saw @austonmatty34 left a request i had to do it, i love your acc although we dont talk :’((

Originally posted by bouquetofpucks

i sat on the couch starring the puck down that had gold writing on it. i read over the phone number and debated with myself, should i call him or should i not? so many thoughts were going through my mind right now. i thought back to what happened three days ago in the almost empty bell center arena at my first nhl game.

i caught the attention of brendan gallagher and i think he wanted me to make the first move. i hesitated for a moment but i thought to myself, ‘let’s be like y/f/n for just a minute.’ and so i did. when would i even get this chance again, plus he is super cute.

'hey brendan it’s y/n, im just wondering when you’d want this puck back?’

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Happy Bellarke Fam Selfie Night!! It’s March Break for me so I’ve been doing some volunteering at TIFF’s Digi playspace which is this really cool interactive installation (hence my shirt haha.) It’s been super fun so far, they have these super cool things like a greenscreen and VR (virtual reality.) It’s really cool!! Anyway, I am super stoked for tonight’s episode!! What are you all most excited for?

@niylah, @royalblakes, @the-ships-to-rule-them-all, @forgivenessishardforus, @rosymamacita, @bellamybb, @grumpybell, @ravensluna, @ravenreyess, @starsbellarke, @bellslarkes, @dropshipkingandqueen, @bellarke2k17, @itwontsurvivemee, @bellarkefeels, @slythersins, @theblakes, @bellamyblakesprotectionsquad2k17, @bellamyblackthorn, @bellamynochillblake, @sylvias-plath (absolutely no pressure at all to post anything btw)

Tag me in all of your beautiful selfies too!!


i thought it might be cute have curly hair for the show tonight but it was a m i s t a k e

If memory serves ...

Greetings, MendoFam! I’m new to Tumbler, although I’ve been lurking about, seeing what’s-what  and enjoying a lot of the fan blogs about #BenMendelsohn. I apologize for being a “stranger” and tagging y'all. I don’t know much about Tumbler etiquette, it’s just the only way I knew how to share my true story with a group of people that I think might get a kick out of it. I hope you enjoy my real-life mystery, “If Memory Serves…”

I work in a Paint Department for a “big box” retail store in Los Angeles San Fernando Valley, and I remember one evening in particular. It was a fairly busy day and I called for the next customer’s number. A salt and pepper haired gentleman placed his color card on the desk, as I proceeded to ask the standard qualifying questions regarding what he needed. I noticed he never quite looked me in the eye, and answered each question, nicely, quietly, simply…and with a noticeable accent.

My first thought was that maybe he wasn’t exactly happy to be there. I was afraid that maybe he had a bad “customer experience” and ran into some associate that wasn’t very helpful or the such. I wanted to try to make up for that and hoped to lead the interaction to a slightly less formal mode.

Understand, that most of the accents I hear at my job are Armenian or Hispanic…so one of my standard “ice-breaker” questions I ask when I hear a different one is “where are you from?” OR I take a guess…

I took a stab at guessing this time.

“British???” I tentatively inquired.

He shook his head. “Australian.” He stated, without really meeting my gaze.

“Now I hear it!” I pointed at him as he smiled and nodded.

Good, a smile!

Then for some odd reason, I started to talk about having friends in England, almost as if I was trying to explain myself for asking that question. Internally, I saying “it doesn’t matter! Shut up, he’s not even from there.”

I think he asked me something to the effect of “…what?” to which I waved it off and stated “Never mind, just blithering on about nothing.”

He smiled, and nodded again

Why was I self-conscious all of a sudden?

Then something else occurred to me. I thought maybe he was keeping his head down a bit in an attempt to avoid attracting attention to himself. Physically speaking, he did strike me as an “actor type”.

I know I know…

what the HELL does that even mean?

What is an actor supposed to LOOK like, right??

But there was some unmistakable “thing” that made me think that. Yes, he was handsome. But more than that he just seemed to have some presence or poise about him that made me think “Actor”. After all, given my location, seeing familiar faces is not exactly uncommon in my store.

As I finished taking his order, I decided to take a casual, but deliberate look at the man. Yes, strikingly handsome, tall, slim build, salt and pepper hair, black dress coat.

If he is an actor, I thought at that moment, I don’t know him.

I let him know that his paint would be ready for him in a few moments, as I walked away to procure the order.

His presence stuck in my mind for whatever reason.

I made a small attempt to see if I could spot him again when he came back to grab his paint. But some point, I realized that he had taken his order while I was away from the desk.

Flash forward to the end of December. I finally had the day to take my son to see “Rogue One”.

I remember watching Krennic and thinking “I don’t know that actor”.

Half-way through the film I was thinking “WHY don’t I know this actor!?!”

Arriving home, I went to to start looking up a few of the cast members, Chirrut, Baz, and of course Krennic.   Who was that man? I viewed Ben Mendelsohn’s details.

Oh, he’s Austrail…he’s Australian…


I took a closer look at the gallery of photos.  And I began to remember the customer I helped at work.

Strikingly handsome, tall, slim build, salt and pepper hair, black dress coat….and Australian.

Wouldn’t that be the damnedest thing?

Memory is funny. Memory can be deceptive and illusive.  Is my memory simply super-imposing his face on the figure I helped?

It could have been him.

It could have NOT been him.

I truly believe I will never know for sure.

@missmendelsohn @misspookamonga @benmendelsohnappreciation @menbendelsohn @iwannaboophisnose @bennymend @paulbenjamins

EDIT NOTE: BTW I’m feeling exceptionally UN-Savvy with the whole tag/shout-out things, so I’ve just added the “@” to certain bloggers I’ve been noticing on Tumbler. Hope you don’t mind…I’m just new and excited to share :)

anonymous asked:

Laurent x piercings x high ponytail: I can rest in peace. (Btw I realised my ask had a lot of mistakes sorry I got excited) Laurent using a piercing with a chain that connects to his earlobe's earring. Laurent having a nervous habit of touching the earring or putting his hair behind his ear. Laurent having an special spot for one that Auguste gifted him with. Laurent's hair being the perfect weapon for smacking people on the face when he turns around. His ponytail never gets in the way. (Lov u)

yo this is a CONCEPT. damen flicking laurent’s ear piercings with his tongue when they make out. auguste and laurent both wearing matching earrings from the same set (!!!) laurent’s hair being in a tight ponytail so his cheekbones look even sharper. damen twirling laurent’s ponytail around his hand when ************ ****************** ********

Ladrien ~ Goodnight Kisses

Day 2: Goodnight kisses / Words: 1526 / @miraculousfluffmonth

Ladrien is my fave and goodnight kisses are my fave now. Let’s pretend Marinette was the one who saw the pictures of Adrien’s mom btw. I think this is one of my fave one shots I’ve ever written. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Everything about that day felt exciting. Even though Marinette had already been seeing Adrien for a week, everything about him holding her hand to giving her small kisses all over her face made her want to explode.

Of course, she was in her Ladybug getup, but when Adrien told her he trusted her, it felt alright in her heart. It was Saturday night, and she usually went to Adrien’s house an hour after school and left at 8. But that night, she could stay as long as she wanted. It was 11 when she checked the clock, and her parents were asleep like she was supposed to be. She set up pillows under her blanket just in case, and she made her way towards the Agreste mansion.

Ladybug made her way to Adrien’s window and knocked quietly. Not even two seconds passed when he opened it and helped her climb in. When both of her feet were on the floor, he pulled her in for kiss. When he parted his lips, the tip of his nose was touching hers, and their foreheads were touching.

“Hey,” he whispered. His eyes were closed, and he had a smile on his face. Ladybug’s hands reached up to cup his face, and she gave him a quick peck on the lips.

“Hey,” she giggled. She had never felt as happy in her entire life as she held Adrien’s face. Her thumb lightly rubbed his cheeks as she stared into his eyes that were staring right back at hers.

Adrien put his hands over hers and lowered them down to his lips where he gave them a tiny kiss which made Ladybug stop for a second because he had never kissed her hands before and only a certain black cat did that. She kept smiling and ignored the probable coincidence. “Why are you so happy?” he asked.

“Why do you make me so happy is the question here,” Ladybug smiled. Adrien’s face turned red at the comment, and he couldn’t believe his ears. He felt as if he was cheating Ladybug because she had rejected Chat Noir that was still him, but she told him that if he trusted her until she revealed her identity, she’d trust him with everything else. Even though he couldn’t take off her mask, he couldn’t help but still kiss her all over her face and hug her as if he should never let her go.

“I-I don’t know,” Adrien stuttered. He let go of her hands to run his hand through his hair which made Ladybug smile even more. She wrapped his arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the lips. He returned the kiss and brought his arms down to wrap them around her waist. When he pulled away he rested his chin on top of her head and said, “I like you a whole lot. I hope you know that.”

“I don’t know if you can tell,” Ladybug said,” but I like you a whole lot, too. You’re a pretty good kisser.”

“You’re a pretty good kisser yourself, Milady,” Adrien said. As soon as those words left his mouth, both of their eyes were wide open. His chin was still on top of her head, so he didn’t know what her reaction was. He was hoping she didn’t notice that he called her that. She was a smart lady but maybe it slid past her. “S-So,” Adrien started and gave her a kiss on the top of her head before pulling away to say, “what do you want to do?”

Ladybug ignored what he had just said and started walking around his room. “There’s no way,” she thought to herself. She had been in there plenty of times, but she never noticed that he had a stack of magazines on his coffee table where he was on the front page.

“I didn’t know you were a model,” she lied as she went to go pick up a magazine with his side profile on the cover.

Adrien walked next to her and said, “Yeah. It’s how I make my own money.”

“Isn’t your dad rich?”

“You’re right,” Adrien nodded, “my dad is rich. He pays for my necessities, I pay for my luxuries.”

“So everything in your room you’ve paid for?”

“Mostly everything,” Adrien said and picked up a photo on the coffee table that had his mom and him on it, “she designed it and paid for my room. Some knick knacks here and there are from my money.” Ladybug looked at the photo of his mom and then back at Adrien, making Adrien smile.

“Your mom has your smile,” Ladybug told him, forgetting that she had once told him that as Marinette. Adrien remembered. Adrien knew he hadn’t told Ladybug that that was his mom. “So what did happen to her?” Ladybug asked. Adrien bit his lip, and his heart was beating faster than ever. Ladybug didn’t know his mom was gone either.

“It’s a long story,” Adrien finally told her.

“You don’t have to tell me,” Ladybug told him and put the photo down. Adrien gave her a kiss on the cheek and whispered a thank you in her ear.

“Can I show you something?” Adrien asked her.

“Yeah,” Ladybug nodded. Adrien went to one of his dressers and pulled out a sketchbook with pieces of fabric sticking out. He went back and invited her to sit at the edge of the bed with him. They sat down next to each other to look through the book.

“This is my dad’s collection for next season. They let me have a peak and change or add anything I want. I’ve never been the best artist.”

“So you think I am?” Ladybug giggled as she flipped through pages.

“I’m convinced you can do anything,” Adrien told her. Ladybug blushed and looked up at Adrien who was staring at her features.

“You’re too kind, Adrien,” she said and leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Adrien reached and took out a pencil from the spine of the notebook and handed it to her.

“I only say what’s true,” Adrien said.

“What do you want me to do with this?” she asked him and held up the pencil.

“Okay, so there’s this shirt they want me to wear, but it’s really ugly. Can you make it… not ugly?”

“I can try but no promises,” she replied.

“Sounds good, bugaboo,” Adrien said. He called her that on purpose to see her reaction, and she immediately rolled her eyes before they became wide open. She stared down at the notebook, not wanting to look up. The more that Adrien stared at her face, the more he saw the similarities.

“Could they be?” they both thought to themselves.

“W-What shirt?” she asked. Adrien took the notebook from her and flipped through the pages before finding it. She put the sketchbook on her lap, and she started erasing and drawing. Adrien scooted in closer to her and put his head on her shoulder to watch her draw. He noticed how much the drawing started to look like the things Marinette draws, and she slowly made his favorite shirt in the book even better.

After 15 minutes, the book got put away, and they were cuddling on the bed. Adrien’s head was on Ladybug’s chest, and she was running her hand through his hair. They both felt at peace, but their minds were at war with each other. It was such a weird feeling as they lay there without saying a word. It was a good feeling, so they weren’t complaining. Minutes passed and eventually, Ladybug heard Adrien snoring softly, and she drifted off to sleep.

Adrien woke up to his arms wrapped around Ladybug’s waist and his forehead pressed against it. She was lying down on her side and her hands were over her head. Adrien slowly moved away, and looked at the clock. It was 2AM, and Ladybug had to head to her real home still. Adrien crawled over to lay his head down next to hers, and he just stared at her. He slowly reached out to caress her cheek, and her eyes fluttered opened.

“You’re a light sleeper,” Adrien whispered. Marinette yawned and then smiled at him.

“Yeah,” she nodded and got closer to him, “you always have to be alert when you’re a hero. Even when I’m napping in class, I’m still akuma ready.”

Adrien smiled and said, “I know.” Before Marinette could react, Adrien gave her a kiss. She reached for his hand as she kissed him, and locked their fingers together. They kept kissing until they remembered they had to breathe, and they went back to just staring at each other.

“I should go,” Ladybug said and got out of the bed. Adrien followed her and they went to the window. Ladybug opened it and she sat at the border. She wrapped her arms around Adrien’s neck who leaned in to give her a goodnight kiss.

“Goodnight, Marinette,” he whispered after he pulled away.

“Goodnight, Chat Noir,” she smiled before climbing out and disappearing into Paris.

Okay, so we have a new chapter and it got me screaming like an idiot at 2:30am.

I still can’t believe what major character development happened in the last few chapters, but this really takes the crown. Katsuki’s behavior in this chapter was just… so adorable

First of all: He listens to All Might and assures him, that his and Izuku’s secret is safe with him. That’s no surprise for me, but what actually had me in tears is the way he treated Izuku.

We don’t see any insults and we all know by now, that “Deku” doesn’t mean the thing it did at the beginning. Not even for Katsuki.

But what really melted my heart was this scene:


And of course he doesn’t look at Izuku during his little talk and of course he had to say that ‘it pisses him off”
I don’t know what you guys think, but for me it sounds like somthing like “We’re going to fight side by side from now on, so you better improve you lil’ shit, because I’m a perfectionists and we both need to be perfect.” 

And JUST LOOK AT IZUKU’S SMILE HERE. YOU CAN FEEL HOW HAPPY HE IS! This “I can’t show how happy I am, because I’m afraid Kacchan’s blowing my face off if I thank him, so I’ll just stay calm”- smile, but you can hear him screaming from the inside. And this little “…” ‘ seem to me, as Izuku really needed to think about what he’s going to say, because he’s just so startled, that Katsuki “I’ll End You” Bakugou gave him advice. The same person who just recently told him, he’s gonna surpass him, Izuku “The Chosen One” Midoriya.
Oh I’m so happy. This chapter made me so happy. 

And I can’t shake off the feeling that Katsuki had more in mind with this fight than to finally let loose. He made the first step in Izuku’s direction. He said “If you’ve got the strongest person helping you out, you can’t be losing.” PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND! HE MADE THE FIRST MOVE TO REHABILITATE THEIR RELATIONSHIP, NOT IZUKU, KATSUKI DID WHEN HE FINALLY WAS READY AND I’M SO PROUD OF HIM TO FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGE IZUKU AND HIS POWERS- I could imagine that he really knows that Izuku was always there, he knows it, he knew it before, but this fight most likely showed him- yes, Izuku’s still there when he’s at his worst and when he can’t think rationally. 

Izuku is there and he will stay.

What would’ve played a huge part to, that Izuku was the first one to ever stand up against him, even when they were kids. 

God, I love them both so much I can’t anymore.

And this is the scene that got me laughing my ass off. Katsuki doesn’t even try to hide, that he was the one who started this necessary fight- he looks Aizawa straight in the eyes and speaks with confidence, while Izuku stares at the ground and looks like a little kid who’s mom just asked if he was the one who smeared her expensive lipstick all over himself and the bathroom walls and he can’t deny it because- oh well, he’s the only child. But Izuku, as the great friend he is, doesn’t want Katsuki to get all the punishment, since he was the one who accepted the fight in the first place.

I know I said this in numerous posts before, but- we just witnessed the start of something great. Katsuki actually made the first step (I’m proud of you, my boy) and I’m so excited to see how they’ll rehabilitate their friendship and what obstacles they will face. May it be between them, or something else.

We’ve never had a chapter like this before. We never saw them this close before and we definitely never saw these two, without them having this “unsolved issue”-vibe around them.

And now we get to see them like this:

And here have them all serious-

and then bickering like the little children they are (and Deku, what you said really doesn’t make any sense btw.)



Have a tiny little Wonder Duo, facing their punishment + Katsuki actually joining his classmates in finding adjectives to describe the unfortunate situation Deku and himself are in.

doctor jin

Originally posted by ddonggeun

  • it’s somebody birthday today/tomorrow tbh it’s still tomorrow for here so like problematic
  • but someone requested this a while ago and i know that i have like college au to finish but guess what i have no sense of consistency ;)
  • and like jin is my bias wrecker and like he deserves something on his birthday (tbh hoseok will get a cake and i’ll post it y'all wait and see it)
  • okay okay but like i LOVE doctor seokjin idk if any has me on snap but i drew him a while ago!! so like definitely a concept near and dear to my heart
  • so obviously, the looks are gonna be the looks he had for dope!! like that hair style was so attractive like someone punch me in the face it was the best hair on him tbh
  • so your girl just had to look at some types of doctors and like wow they’re all so boring and hard sounding tbh shoutout to anyone who is pursuing medical school and best of luck to you!
  • okay so seokjin is gonna be an emergency room doctor
  • as someone who’s been to patient first more than a few times (the ice skating incident of 2k13,,, the broken toe incident of 2k13,,, the tree incident of 2k13,,,) like these kind of doctors are so super important and wonderful and i don’t think they get enough credit!!
  • and that’s what jin would be okay he would actually be so good for the emergency room okay
  • he’s the mother of bangtan yes, so he knows how to handle situations that at first seem very much overwhelming
  • he knows how to deal with people of all age groups too, like don’t tell me that elderly people wouldn’t adore him
  • and he has such a big heart, kids would love him too, so no matter who the patient is, seokjin puts them right at ease no matter what’s happening around them
  • jin can keep a level head and knows how to deal with stress and chaos and sticky situations without losing his mind
  • he would be able to calm everyone down: from patients, parents, friends, family, and the other doctors and nurses too
  • plus he’s so stunningly handsome that he would probably be able to distract people from their pain,,,
  • it took him a while to get through school and have the degree but he’s never wanted anything more in his life tbh,,,
  • he’s good at what he does, and he’s really loved by all the staff too down at the good old emergency room
  • he’s the youngest doctor there but nobody cares about that honestly, like so what if he’s young, he’s good at what he does
  • he usually deals with like the intense injuries tbh like not like wow i’m throwing up blood but i accidentally,,, idk,,, busted my entire face in ice skating,,,
  • he looks smashing in the lab coat btw and he has some cute scrubs too like hello kitty ones, do doctors have those well now they do
  • tbh all the nurses are in love with him and he constantly comes into whatever shift he’s working to find coffee or sweets near his little office area thing,,,
  • he always gets so blushy and excited and sometimes he’ll have crumbs on his lips and he’s just so cute!!
  • okay but how does he meet you,,, that’s the real question isn’t it??
  • well my kids
  • it’s winter break! and you’re like thank god for this i was about to die but now i am alive!! full of joy!! and happiness!! and life!! the sun is shining! my skin is clear!! i’m so ready to be free!!
  • you’ve spent the last few days lounging around in pajamas to like ten but now you’re actually ready to go out and be with friends and do something besides stuff your face with crummy microwave popcorn and binge watch perfection aka psych
  • you’re in a squad group chat with some of your friends right and they’re like!! that is skating rink?? you know like twenty minutes from here? well they have like a five dollar skate friday from 12-5 we should really go!!
  • and you’re like omg why not!! i’m broke but that seems like a really good idea!!
  • do you see where this is going
  • you dress in cute jeans and like seven million sweaters because it’s cold in there??
  • and you have a cute beanie too and probably gloves and your friends tease you because what a cute little muffin
  • you get there, trade your shoes in for skates, and just about internally die because the skates weigh abbott seventy two pounds each and they’re so bulky
  • and you swear your ankles are gonna snap or something or something because they weigh so much
  • but you put them on anyhow
  • except when you walk your ankles cave on in, and it looks rather concerning
  • you all walk out to the rink, and something catches your eye
  • surprise, it’s the skate walkers used for like three year olds!!
  • you grab one and your friends giggle but that doesn’t matter to you because you wanna be #safe
  • you’re not
  • anyway it’s a bunch of age groups out on the ice!! like young kids, to adult couples, and there even seems to be a grandmother…?
  • there’s like a kid who looks middle school age and he’s skating backwards, doing twirls, and figure eights too?? and you’re like wow i’m suddenly self conscious
  • but like it’s actually a lot of fun!! you and your friends hold hands to keep each other going and you hold onto the walls as your knees give out, and your nose is all cute and red and sane with the tips of your ears!!
  • you guys are having a wild time tbh
  • but then
  • oh buddy
  • you haven’t fallen yet, even though your friends have landed their rears on the ice more than enough times
  • and you’re like wow aren’t i amazing??
  • and you smile and skate towards the middle
  • ooh buddy but those skates
  • they totally drag your ankles in all of the sudden
  • you’re so in shock that it takes you a few moments to realize what’s happened but then you look down and yikes, there’s some blood and it most definitely is yours
  • your eyes go wide and you shakily push yourself up and your fingers travel to your lip
  • well yikes
  • your friends race over and everyone has stopped skating to stare at you
  • the pain is there and it’s numbing and it feels like your entire head is throbbing and it’s not just a little cut, your lip is still bleeding and it’s all down the front of your shirt
  • an employee hurries over and helps you off the ice and into the bathroom and they end free skate just like that
  • your friends are panicking and you just blink because you’re losing blood so fast that you can’t think
  • your eyelids flutter as they hold napkins up to your face and you moan quietly because that HURTS stop that
  • your friends are like oh my god what do we do and the ice rink is making you sign wavers so you promise not to sue them
  • you just blink again and your knees are shaking and you mention that you think you’re gonna pass out
  • your friends scream and they race to get you out of there and into the car
  • they speed to get to the emergency room honestly like thirty miles over the speed limit and you just sit in the back and stare ahead blankly
  • guess what
  • you end up in the emergency room where seokjin works!!
  • you run in and there’s a collective gasp from both workers and people waiting to be treated
  • there’s not a lot of people in there, a lady with a young kid, someone hacking up their lung, someone who’s holding their hand to their chest
  • obviously you get priority treatment so you like, idk, don’t bleed to death or something
  • your friends have to wait out in the waiting room and they’re hurrying you in to one of the rooms so you can see the doctor
  • you’re surprisingly very calm, even if you’re not really checked in and the pain is searing
  • the few nurses there go and dab up your blood and help you situate yourself up on the cot
  • it seems like an eternity but the doctor finally comes in, flushed from evidently running all the way to check on you
  • he’s handsome and even though there’s not enough oxygen in your head right now, you can tell he’s gorgeous like that fact is painfully obvious to you
  • he gives you on look over and he’s trying to focus on the injury but damn you’re cute
  • he shakes his head and kinda !! “hi there im doctor kim, i’ll be your doctor for today. surgeon maybe?”
  • and your eyes widen and you “wait what”
  • “ate stitches considered a minor operation? you think i’d know by now.”
  • he leans in close and gently examines your lip, and you kinda just stare because wow this person is absolutely gorgeous and i think i’ve found inner peace in his eyes and actually man i kinda wanna kiss him??
  • jin pulls away and scribbles something out on his notepad thing
  • “well cutie, i hate to be the bearer of bad news but you’re going to need stitches”
  • and you almost laugh because yah right isn’t it just a really bad cut or something
  • “i mean its stitches or plastic surgery, you can take your pic cutie.”
  • you’re not sure whether you’re mentally sound because your brain picked up on the cutie part rather than the plastic surgery part but then the plastic surgery threat actually sinks in and you’re like wAIT A SECOND
  • jin gives you a sympathetic look “i’ll give you a few moments to decide, in the meantime i’ll be grabbing some of the nurses just in case we’re going to actually give you stitches today.”
  • you don’t even need to think about it though honestly
  • “just give me the stitches or something.” you mumble
  • because you can make those adult decisions on your own
  • jin nods and hurries out and you’re just sitting there, life flashing before your eyes
  • and jin comes back and there’s three nurses with him (one is jimin btw, jimin would be an amazing nurse so like)
  • and jin kinda gives you a look “how good are you with needles”
  • hopefully you are not like me and slap the doctor and start screaming and sobbing hysterically when a needle is presented
  • honestly someone save me
  • anyway you give him this look like why the hell do i need a needle but then he pulls out this huge one and you’re like screaming
  • “hey hey, it’s not that bad!” he promises and he nudges the small nurse with the chubby cheeks
  • “jimin can hold your hand if that makes you feel better?”
  • and you’re like well there pal i would rather you hold my hand but at this point you’re taking what you can get
  • so jimin grabs your hand and jin is working with the needle and you’re like omg wth is that nasty smell and you must be making some weird faces because cute nurse jimin is like “its anesthesia…”
  • and you’re like just great
  • so now there’s a bunch of people leaning over you and jin is trying to calm you down but you’re tearing up because needles are scary regardless of who you are
  • and jimin gives your hand a tight squeeze and reassures you that everything will be over soon
  • tbh the only solace you have is in jin’s handsome face like if jin wasn’t your doctor you wonder how you would be doing
  • probably not so hot
  • you squeeze your eyes shut and you nearly break jimin’s hand but hey all in the name of public health right
  • you feel the sharp sting of the needle and you wince but within seconds the pain is gone and you’re like wait that’s all
  • what
  • you open your eyes to find jin smiling down at you and he gives you a kind look
  • “wow you did surprisingly really well. i’m really proud of you!!” and he smiles so so widely
  • and you’re like tearing up because wow the cute doctor is proud of me what did i do to deserve this
  • and you’re like wow this isn’t so bad but ten seokjin grabs something off the table and it looks like a hook and you just about die right then and there
  • “your lip is numbed so it won’t hurt, but we need to work fast so tree get it done before the medicine wears off, okay?” he explains
  • and he doesn’t lean down until you give him the nod
  • he tells you it would be better to close your eyes and so you do
  • you can feel his fingers dusting over your face, but then you assume he gets near your lip because you stop feeling everything
  • you squeeze your eyes shut and you’re getting drowsy because the anesthesia is so strong and the smell is so revolting tbh
  • like you can feel jin’s breath against your face and you’re kinda like yikes but his breath smells like peach blossom tea and it’s actually almost comforting in a sense??
  • you actually feel almost calm? is that a thing? is this actually happening?
  • and guess what??
  • after what seems like hours, jin is like “you can sit up now”
  • and you open your eyes and you push yourself up
  • jin doesn’t even think before he does it, but he gently pushes you back down “hey, don’t sit up that fast, the blood is gonna rush to your head.”
  • you blush and nod and you go to sit up, this time slower
  • but then you find seokjin offering you his hand, and he places his other hand on the small of your back and gently eases you up
  • and you’re blushing so wildly and he’s pink too and jimin coughs “get some” under his breath
  • and jin just stammers an apology and you duck your head and it’s pretty wild
  • and jin is like “come back in three weeks and i’ll take the stitches out for you personally”
  • he gives you a wink and turns on his heel because there’s other patients to attend to
  • once he leaves jimin practically squeals and he’s like omg do you think jin is cute, i bet you do, he totally thought you were cute, lemme give you his number!!
  • and you’re like omg no that’s okay seriously!!
  • but guess what
  • in three weeks you come back to get the stitches out and you cannot be more ready because it was so embarrassing having a giant scab right smack on your face
  • you just want your lips back tbh
  • you walk in to the clinic and you’re like okay just calm, doctor jin is just a doctor you’ll never see again, there’s no need to get so emotional over something that will never happen
  • except jin is in the back panicking because he thought you were so freaking cute even with a busted lip
  • jimin is fixing his hair and his lab coat and jin is chugging tea nervously
  • for once, jin is not composed when he walks into the little room
  • there you are, sitting patiently, ankles crossed and your hands folded in your lap
  • jin comes in and gives a nervous smile and you’re just as nervous tbh and you both just stare at each other shyly
  • he coughs and sticks out his hand “pleasure to see you again”
  • and you shake his hand and then you remember!!
  • you pull a tiny little bag out from the folds of your jacket and you hand it to him “a little something for saving my life”
  • his eyes go wide and he smiles so pleasantly and he goes to open it but oh wait nurses walking in so he quickly sets it near the computer
  • the pain is less searing this time but it still hurts when they have to pull the stitches out and this time seokjin is the one who holds your hand because the nurses get the dead skin off so he has time before he gets the stitches off
  • once he does you gingerly touch your lip and you’re shocked because it’s normal
  • you can’t help it, you get up and you wrap your arms around him and thank him over and over and over again
  • he smiles and the nurses take that as their cue to leave tbh
  • jin is all shy and he’s hiding behind his lab coat sleeves because you’re so cute, you’re even more cute when your lips are okay and he kinda wants to kiss them
  • “i uh…”
  • he just blinks and stares at you and you smile bashfully and he puts his hand on the back of his neck
  • “open your gift maybe??” you laugh and so he quickly grabs it and pulls the wrapping paper
  • and he pulls out some exclusive quality peach blossom tea bags and his eyes go all wide and he smiles all happily
  • and this wave of courage washes over him and he kinda “hey these are seriously wonderful and all, but you know what would make it even better?”
  • you raise your eyebrows and act all innocent “hmm what?”
  • and he smiles “maybe getting some coffee with me when my shift ends?”
  • ofc you agree like how could you say no to that
  • and so like three hours later you meet up with him and he’s in a dashing turtle neck and you deserve he’s a dork and you love him tbh from like moment one
  • like how can you not fall in love with a guy that continues to make doctor puns and then laugh like a windshield wiper
  • tbh you guys end up seriously dating after that and he continues to make bad puns
  • he’s super doting and he always keeps an extra careful eye on you and wraps you in bandages if you do so much as get a paper cut
  • always kisses your lips and reminds you that he’s the one who fixed them back in the day,,,
  • let’s you wear his lab coat all the time too
  • honestly what a sweet pure couple
  • the greatest even

Katharine Hepburn for the lovely katharinehxpburn