this is not my reply but omfg

why-am-i-not-famous-yet  asked:

OMFG😵😵 YOU ACTUALLY REPLIED. Sorry if I'm being super lame right now but you are my inspiration.You and the girls mean so much to me. I never expected you to reply and now I'm dead.Thank you so much for just being so funny. Sorry for writing twice and blowing up your tumblr, but you mean so much to me, so thank you. This didn't have a question, so I guess I have to ask one? What's your favorite color? Mines yellow.Thank you so much-Camila, yes that's my name.

You’re too cute!!! I’m sorry for not responding to this sooner, I don’t always answer my asks right away because I’m busy a lot and then I forget. 😂 Don’t worry about blowing up my ask box, and if you ever wanna chat, you can always dm me on my main, @grifinreyes.

My favorite color is definitely black 🖤

anonymous asked:

OMFG SAME MOONBIN GOT ME HARD TOO OMG THE WHOLE MV I FEEL LIKE HE'S PLAYING WITH ME. ALL THE SMIRKS THROUGH OUT THE MV I'M GLAD SOMEONE CAN RELATE TO ME

OMG OKAY IM GLAD IM NOT ALONE @minsvga DRAGGED ME INTO THIS LIFE AND LEFT ME TO ROT WITH MOONBIN FEELS AND HES THE FIRST ONE TJAT SINGS AND THEN HIS PART IN THE MV IN THE RED ROOM IM DJSJSKSMSO I ALMOST SCREAMED AND I HAD TO PAUSE THE MV HES SUCH A FLIRT IM SO MAD HWS SO CUTE PLS HELP 😭😭

Love Potions

Originally posted by sugutie

Yoongi (BTS), for my lovely moon anon. I hope this makes your day better!

Type: Fluff, Slytherin!Yoongi, Ravenclaw!Reader AU

Words: 1318

Summary: Yoongi comes in late for Divination, and wasn’t aware today was the day the whole class would be studying amortentia.

“I read a book all about amortentia, and supposedly the effects can be even as extreme as death. If you drink it, the only thing you’ll be able to think of his your obsession with that person,” you said as Kenna picked up her cup, the mother-of-pearl colored liquid swirling around in her cup.

“I mean, at least it smells good though, right?” she laughed, breathing in the scent deeply.

Professor Trelwany had cooked up a giant batch of the love potion that morning, and throughout the whole class period, you were being forced to inhale all of your favorite scents. It wasn’t the worst way to spend an afternoon in divination with your best friend, but the cloud of perfume the love potion was giving off was starting to feel a little choking.

“What does yours smell like?” you asked Kenna, your own cup still sitting on the small table between you two. You’d been catching whiffs of what your amortentia smelled like from the fumes of the other students’ cups, but you were a little frightened to take a giant whiff of your own teacup.

“Um, fresh brewed coffee, for sure,” Kenna said, taking a deep whiff between each scent she named off. “And orange peels… and chocolate bars… and that weird musty smell Jungkook has when he’s just finished a quidditch game right after they’ve cut the grass.”

“You’re disgusting,” you laughed, shaking your head. Kenna giggled and rolled her eyes, promptly glancing over at the corner table her trouble-making boyfriend was sitting, his head propped into his hand as he stared, bored, ahead. The seat across from him, for his amortentia partner, was empty.

“You know, this whole policy Trelawny has with the different houses partnering thing, it’s perfect. I mean, it’s like she made this policy specifically for us.”

“I know you’re just secretly mad you had to settle for me because you and Jungkook are both Gryffindors. Don’t lie to yourself.”

Kenna tossed her gold and red tie over her shoulder, a habit she’d had since your first night at Hogwarts, when the tie was aggravating her so bad she tossed it back in anger. Now, she did it subconsciously.

“I am still waiting to hear about what your love potion smells like. I want to know who you’re in love you,” Kenna said, bringing you out of the thoughts you’d slowly slipped into. Kenna liked to pick on you for this habit you were constantly exercising: a typical Ravenclaw, daydreaming her days away.

Grabbing up your cup, you tenderly held it to your nose and took a large inhale. Suddenly, your senses were flooded with an onslaught of all your favorite smells, group together in a whole mass of sweetness. A smile appeared on your face. “It smells like baking cookies, and rose petals, and…”

You were just about to say who it smelled like, because you knew. You knew it smelled like Min Yoongi, the Slytherin you’d been in love with since first year. Kenna was awaiting your answer eagerly, a gleam in her eyes because she knew it too. Before the words could tumble from your mouth, the door to the divination classroom was slung open, and in strode in Yoongi. 

His blonde hair was just slightly damp, as if he’d just come out of the shower. His green and sliver tie was loose around his neck: a wardrobe violation during classes. He wasn’t carrying a bag with school supplies, instead he strode confidently over to the table where Jungkook was seated, clapped their hands together, and sat back confidently, as if he was twenty minutes early for class instead of twenty minutes late.

“Gawd, Y/N,” he called out to you suddenly, his confidence making his voice came out arrogant and snappy. “Did you dump the whole perfume bottle on you today?”

Kenna’s eyes widened, her mouth forming a humored “O”. The whole class turned to Yoongi, and Jungkook barked out a laugh. He glanced over at his friend and smirked. “You’re such a dumbass.”

“Trelawny made an amortentia potion for the class this morning,” Kenna said as she turned around, and you could tell the highlight of her morning was being the person who broke the news to Yoongi. “It’s supposed to smell different for everyone. It smells like the person you’re in love with, typically.”

“Yeah, mine smells like the almond soap Kenna uses,” Jungkook smirked, nudging Yoongi’s arm with his. Kenna smiled sheepishly, but the only person you could focus on was Yoongi.

His creamy complexion made any sort of blush stand out prominently on his face, so the deep crimson color that started from his neck and worked its way up to the tips of his ears could be seen by everyone in the class.

You glanced down at your lap, your fingers hooking and unhooking themselves in embarrassment. Trelawny was in deep lecture at the front of the classroom, explaining the details of the paper you and your partner were supposed to have turned in by the end of the week on amortintia. All you could hear, however, was the deep snickers and whispers circling the room. You knew everyone was talking about the scene Yoongi had just caused, and that meant everyone was talking about you, too, much to your horror. In a way, you were explicitly angry with Yoongi for professing his love for you in such a dramatic, unintentional manor.

When they class was over, you tenderly picked up your things, making sure that everyone was out of the class before you headed for the door. You wanted to make sure no one stared as you exited. Kenna had stood up and marched out with Jungkook as soon as Trelawny called class over; they both had Defense Against the Dark Arts next, and bid you a farewell with a promise to see you at lunch.

You walked away from the classroom, and almost didn’t notice Yoongi standing outside casually, leaning against the wall. One foot was propped against the bricks, his arms crossed. It would have been so fitting to the scene, you thought, for him to be smoking a cigarette.

“Hi,” he said, barely glancing over at you and rubbing the skin of the back of his neck.

“Hi,” you squeaked back, not really in interested in having a conversation with him. He’d embarrassed you a lot that day, along with himself, and the two of you would be the topic of choice in the common rooms that week, you could just feel it. Not to mention, a Ravenclaws and Slytherins typically didn’t enjoy each other’s company much, and you weren’t one to warrant gossip.

“I’m sorry about all that back there,” Yoongi said, his strides matching yours as you headed away from the tower. You had only a short time to get to Potions: the divination tower was such a far walk from the dungeons.

“It’s fine,” you said dismissively, trying to pick up your pace.

“Y/N,” Yoongi said, grabbing your arm gently, a lot gentler than you would have expected for his threatening personality, and turned you to face him. “I just… I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I feel awful. I… I didn’t know amortintia was supposed to… was supposed to smell like, well, you know,” he choked all over his words, and you couldn’t help but smirk slightly at him. Here, in front of you, was the confident and collected Min Yoongi coming apart at the seams.

“It really is fine, Yoongi,” you replied, wanting him groveling before you for as long as possible. You gently took his hand from around your wrist and threaded your fingers together instead. “Wanna know why?”

“W..why?” he croaked, his eyes not leaving the sight of your fingers inside his. Your smile softened as you spoke.

“Because, my amortintia smelled like you,” you whispered, and finally, his eyes met yours.

- Admin PeachJin 🍑

anonymous asked:

i love how 80% of your asks are just "wow im so emotionally compromised rn how dare u" and you're like buckle the fuck up kiddies it's almost Victor Suffering Time

“buckle the fuck up kiddies it’s almost Victor Suffering Time” is the most accurate description of me and the companion fic I have ever seen omfg

thelynchbros  asked:

(conversations that happen when nikandros and laurent wrestle) LAURENT: careful i'm a bit sore because... NIKANDROS: *looks into the camera like the office* LAURENT: excuse me, i find it very inappropriate that you would make an assumption that i was talking about my sex life. i'll have you know that i spent the afternoon riding. NIKANDROS: *flushing because he got King Shamed* yes, sorry Exalted.

(part 2) later damen shows up and fails to be subtle while making references to his own sex life with laurent (as he does) NIKANDROS: i thought you said you spent all day riding yesterday! LAURENT: *clinging to damen and smirking bc he’s a shithead* yeah riding his DICK. NIKANDROS: *nopes out of akielos*

LMAOOOOO, honestly can we get a little snippet of them wrestling, i can’t believe we didn’t get to see laurent’s reaction to damen gifting him a horse and also see him wrestling nik @ pacat pls. 

Also now that i’m pretty sure that a very smug damen watches over their sessions i bet every time laurent verbally owns nikandros, (with laurent pretty much beneath him in a chokehold but u know at least he got the last word in so is he really losing?) you can hear damen’s fucking laugh in the background like OMFG!! u just got owned bro,,,,, and then as nik’s chokehold gets a bit tighter…. Damen: hey HEY!!! that’s my husband right there, he’s sensitive :( :(. Anyway LET NIKANDROS REST 2K17

@pangur-and-grim I opened that email in class and completely forgot to reply, but these arrived today and I am IN LOVE my tall dog is perfect and lovely and my friend commentex that it would make a cute tattoo and now I can’t stop thinking about that

Also I wasn’t expecting the one of the ferret queen but it’s beautiful thank you so much!!! I’m probably going to order a couple more since my tax returns just came in and I have many pets

(I ordered these from greerstothers.com if anyone wants to get some of their own pets!!! I highly recommend it ❤❤)

anonymous asked:

OMFG OUTLAST II TOMORROW. BTW how do you feel about this sequel having more female characters? I think it's awesome, Lynn looks really pretty.

OH MY WALRIDER OUTLAST 2!!! IT’S REALLY HAPPENING!!! 

I’ve been ready for this game since I discovered Outlast back in ‘14!


I feel good about more female characters in this game.

I mean we’re going to witness a whole lot of horrible treatment, much like how men were treated in the earlier games.

This scene from the trailer in particular keeps coming to mind.

While going through Outlast and Outlast: Whistleblower the non-existent physical presence of women was felt. I found that a little troubling at first because - shocker - women exist. But upon reading the ‘backstory’ of why there were none made more sence. To sum it up: Project Walrider requires male reproductive cells in order to succeed. If you’re not a male - get out of here.

Now knowing that one of the main characters is female; Lynn, and what I now think the most notable villian is going to be; Marta.

Although, I say Lynn is going to be a main character, I also feel she’s going to be more of a backround character - as in Blake is going to spend a good portion of the game trying to find/rescue her. I think it’s save to say that Lynn is going to be the next (attemped) victim of Sullivan Knoth and the Testament of the New Ezekiel. Who knows, though. Fortunately, we’ll find out soon enough!


Lynn does look really pretty, I kept staring at her thinking I had seen her before - then I realized she looks like Jill Valentine from Resident Evil: Revelations.

anonymous asked:

You lied to us about the happy ending, didn't you. We all gonna die and everything will be terrible and yuuri and viktor will never really be together in a fully healthy relationship. My crops withered, I have no skin, the 4 horsemen are visible on the horizon. One of them is JJ.

one of them is JJ omfg! But no, I didn’t lie. It’s really shitty when authors say there’s going to be a happy ending and then are like ‘lol jk I lied’ because some people need to be warned of sad endings so they can stop reading. So there will definitely be a happy ending in this fic and a happier one in the companion fic

semi-hiatus from 19/03

so starting from sunday i’ll be working on a film! i’m super excited, but the hours are pretty crazy with 6 day weeks and its a location shoot which means a new place pretty much every day which can get p taxing 

it’s the first film i’ve done in a while so it’ll take me a little while to adjust to everything again! i’m going to be relying on my queue a lot since most days i’ll just get home from work and collapse into bed (ready to wake up at 5am again omfg). i should be able to slip on at work occasionally but i’ll be even more slower at my replies so please bear with me! basically, this is my long ass way of giving you guys a heads up my activity is gonna get funny but ily all 

(if you could like/reply to this if i could start building up my queue from you i would love your forever!)

fluffyfics  asked:

CAN YOU EXPLAIN TO ME, IN GRAVE DETAIL, WHAT HAPPENED IN THIS COCKLES PANEL?

i DONT KNOW I’VE ONLY SEEN WHAT I’VE REBLOGGED (scroll the last few pages of my blog it’s all there~)

i’ll reblog hq videos and gifs later, i’m subscribed to thiniassk on youtube and they’ll probably post them (there’s some already up)

I NEED SOME SLEEP BEFORE THEn omfg

BUT BASICALLY I THINK JENSEN WAS DRUNK, WASN’T WEARING UNDERWEAR, AND SHOWED MISHA HIS DICK

anonymous asked:

i re-read chapter 8 of umfb&mha and during that scene where yuuri lowkey dissed viktor by saying "enjoying the view?", i imagine viktor looking mildly shocked on the outside but on the inside he's screaming internally OMFG DOES HE KNOW THAT I LIKE HIM? BUT WHY DOES HE KEEP IGNORING ME IF HE KNEW? OR SHIT KAYBE IT'S TRUE HE REALLY IS A PLAYBOY? BUT HE'S SO PURE AND BEAUTIFUL HOW COULD THAT BE? ASDFJLALHLLDKHG

That line is going to be one of my favourite to rewrite for chapter eight because Viktor’s thought process is very interesting! 

Watching Extremis for the first time

(Spoilers below)

-Who’s narrating?

-If you serve as executioners to everything… then you execute flies and mosquitoes and stuff like that?

-”The destruction of a Time Lord–”
 STOP RIGHT THERE, AND DON’T YOU DARE TELL ME THE DOCTOR’S GONNA BE EXECUTED.

-Holy shit the Daleks are actually an impressive race, they killed a ton of those Time Lords that are supposedly so hard to kill

MISSY??

-WTF

-”I didn’t expect you.”
 Well then who’d you expect, some other Time Lord who miraculously survived the Time War?

-Ah, gotta love them Daleks with their gossipy mouths, spreading rumors everywhere.

Why is his suit so worn. I’m concerned.

-”They can’t know I’m blind, Missy. no one can know.”

-HA

-FUCKING FINALLY

-SO IT WAS MISSY ALL ALONG

-CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THOSE HUNDREDS, THOUSANDS, MAYBE EVEN HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF THEORISTS OUT THERE WHO GOT IT RIGHT

-”Please, I’ll do anything. Just let me live.”
 I…

-*phone notification jingle*
 wut

I DON’T LIKE THIS, I DON’T LIKE THE TITLE OF THAT EMAIL, OR THE COLOR OF THAT EMAIL, OR THE GALLIFREYAN LOADING BAR, OR THE GLITCHY GLITCH EFFECTS

Do all these people have fevers or is the weather just really hot??

-So I’m guessing he uses the shades to aid his vision now?

-Well, as long as he’s not completely in the black I’m fine

-”ve arrrre to com heerre dirrectly frrom the vaticaan”

-The pope???

-what is going on????!?!?!?

-”Pope Benedict. Lovely girl. What a night. I knew she was trouble, but she wove a spell with her castanets.“
 wut

-”The Pope doesn’t zoom round the world in the Popemobile, surprising people.“

-I am so confused and worried right now

I was kinda losing focus while reading the transcript of this episode and then BOOM, SUICIDE PICTURE FLASHES, WTF

-”Assume nothing. Assumption makes an ass out of you.”

-”I thought you’d moved out from here?
 “Yeah, slightly didn’t work out. Second attempt on the way.”

-”I don’t like knowing their names. I only get attached.”

-”Of course not. I have very strict rules about men.“
 “Probably not as strict as mine.”

-”Oh, I’m sorry. Here’s me thinking that she dragged some poor, terrified man home.“
 Poor lady doesn’t know what’s going on, but talk about getting out of a tight spot.

-My favorite scene in the episode so far omg

-Ah yes, Bill’s house pipes that always go VWOOOORP VWOOOOORP.

-”Well, whatever this is, and actually it’s not anything yet, it is absolutely nothing to feel guilty about.”

Gotta love how them popes come with a pre-installed church organ sound effect

-I only understood one word that sounded like “Doctor”.

“You’re all going to hell.”

-I love Bill omfg

-”Pope Benedict said that you were more in need of confession than any man breathing. But when the offer was made, you replied it would take too much time. On behalf of the Catholic Church, the offer stands. You seem like a man with regret on his mind.“

-Well, that went down in a bad way…

The very fancy scifi watch hidden under the very fancy fantasy-ish robes

The Doctor suspects Darth Sidious is up to something.

-Nope, nevermind, that was Nardole.

oh

OHHH

-”Warning: I have full permission to kick your arse.”

-”Because I don’t like being worried about. Around me, people should be worried about themselves.“
“Yeah, shall I tell you the real reason?“
"No.“
"Because the moment you tell Bill, it becomes real. And then you might actually have to deal with it.”

-This episode is about as religious as Doctor Who gets, in my opinion.

…dafuq

-We all know who this looks like

-The library of Blasphemy, huh?
That’s quite some Hogwarts stuff there.

-”Harry Potter!”
THANK YOU BILL!

-"The layout is designed to confuse the uninitiated.”
"Sort of like religion, really.”
I can confirm this true, for reasons.
"You happy in those shades? Not dark enough for you?”
“In darkness, we are revealed.
Bill: When did he get so emo?

-”Well, take a few more minutes if you like. Knock yourself out. Actually do. Do that. Knock yourself right out.”
Pffft

That’s one great big hood you got there. But pray tell, how do you see what’s in front of you?

-well shit

-”Without hope. Without witness. Without reward.“
What?

-”You’d be wizard at writing Christmas crackers, you two.”

-I thought Christmas crackers were paper sausages with confetti inside them?

Alright, where’s the orange portal?

oHh my GOD

-FUCKING JUMPSCARES!

-”I think there’s someone in there.”
"Yeah, we are very slightly getting that.”

wHat TEH FUCk

-”Hey, there’s wifi down here!”
 “Of course there’s wifi. It’s a library.“

-”Reading chair with a safety belt?”

-Apologies if I seem to be taking too many quotes directly from the episode(s), but I just love the Series 10 dialogue okay

-THAT GUY SHOT HIMSELF

-”Because you’re sending us into the dark, after a man with a gun.“
 Not as dangerous if said man is dead…

-WEll Nardole got a little weird there

-Bill: *voice cracks* “nARdOLE”

-Nardole: *sees hand* *voice goes up by two octaves* “HIEWIEW”

That’s a pretty gun, but it wouldn’t do much damage in battle.

-”It would be stupid to go and look.” *goes to look*

-DON’T BURN THE DOCTOR’S BRAIN DON’T YOU DARE MOFFAT

-NOW THAT MOFFAT IS ACTUALLY WRITING THE EPISODES, I AM GOING TO BE DOUBLE WARY OF EVERYTHING

WHAT?!?!!

-WHAT THE EVERLOVING RASSILON FLIPPING A TABLE ON A HARLEY DAVIDSON?!?!?!

THE PENTAGON??

the flipping kind of videogame portal hub is this

Meanwhile, in another part of the world, aliens freak out as a bald head pops outta nowhere from the wall of their living room.

-”Cardinal, it worked. I can see.”
 Yes!

-”Not well enough, not yet.”
 Okay…

-”The thing about the universe is, whatever you need, you can always borrow, as long as you pay it back. I just borrowed from my future. I get a few minutes of proper eyesight, but I lose something. Maybe all my future regenerations will be blind. Maybe I won’t regenerate ever again. Maybe I’ll drop dead in twenty minutes.”
 NO!

-”You know, I’ve read a lot of books that this chair would be quite useful for. Moby Dick. Honestly, shut up, and get to the whale.“
 omfg

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CHILD OF GROOT AND A SILENT

-”This is not a game.”
 “This is a game.”

-Why is that CERN scientist so excited, and more importantly, why does he seem drunk and why is everyone in the cafeteria so gloomy?

WELL THAT ANSWERS THE LAST QUESTION

Reading a legendary script on Microsoft Word.

-(On an unrelated note, I was saving these screenshots and naming them as each alphabet. The one right above happens to be Z.)

-(Could be some other text program but that’s what I think)

-So the screen was getting blurry not because the BBC didn’t want us to commit suicide but because the Doctor was going blind again

-GEEZ THOSE MONKS ARE CR-REEPY ASSES

-THEY’D DO WELL IN A HORROR GAME

Don’t you dare tell me the whole first half of Series 6 was set in a fake world or virtual reality or something like that

-Were those white things all portals to a virtual world

-At least Bill and Nardole got out safely.

-”Are you okay?”
 “nOOO - Yes. NooO

“Could be the Doctor.”

-Let’s hope not

-Let’s really, really hope not.

-”They’re projecting everything.”
 CALLED IT

-AND THE PEOPLE IN THE HOLOGRAMS REALIZED THEY LIVE IN HOLOGRAMS?!?!

-But what if??

-What if our lives are really just holograms

-(I went on Omegle to get a stranger to think of a random number, but ended up answering questions about English)

-(This one person was asking “what does ‘single out’ mean”)

-”You know, like the holodeck on Star Trek, or a really posh VR without a headset. Through there, those places, that’s basically Grand Theft Auto.”

-More and more references each episode, huh, BBC?

I uh… happened to pause here so…

-”Please don’t let me be right.”

-Oh shizzles

WHAT IN THE NAME OF A RANDOM DALEK

-NARDOLE IS NOT REAL??

-WHAT IF BILL ISN’T REAL??

-WHAT THE EFF??????!??!?!

Why did the blood change color?

-’Total communication blackout at the White House’? hat happened?

-Did all the people in the White House commit suicide and how did the Doctor come here?

-Ah, the portal yes…

-cold fraggling shizzles…..

-”The Veritas tells of an evil demon who wants to conquer the world. But to do it, he needs to learn about it first. So he creates a shadow world, a world for him to practise conquering, full of shadow people who think they’re real.”

-OUR WORLD IS A SIMULATION GAME FOR HIGHER BEINGS, CONFIRMED

The screen ‘popped’ a bit here - it shook a little as if it zoomed slighly in then back out very quickly, accompanied by a tapping sound as if someone had knocked (into) it. Not sure if others saw this too or if it’s something with the site that I’m watching this on.

-Okay, I’m watching the Doctor explain this shit to Bill, and I’m having about as much of a crisis as Bill here

-And then the Super Mario mention though

-Please don’t tell me the past six episodes were holograms

-”A puppet Doctor for you to practice killing.”

-The Doctor Puppet account was worried about that line, yes

-Was that the email he got at the beginning of the episode??

wHOA chill please

At least the last six episodes weren’t all fake.

-Then when did the hologram-reality start?

-”It means I’m a scary, handsome genius from space and I’m telling you no, she’s not out of your league.”

-”I have the feeling that we’re going to be very busy. Call her tonight.“
 Aww

-I hope Bill actually gets a girlfriend sometime this season

o i   g e t   o f f

-wHAT

*insert relatable quote about Monday mornings*

Some fast fingerwork there… NO I DID NOT INTEND TO SOUND LIKE THAT

-The guy is becoming uneasier by the second

-I don’t like the whirring sound??

-How are they gonna move her to the box in the middle of the water

It ends here?!

-Oh yeah right… They’re supposed to be a three-parter. Followed by another three-parter to finish off the season.

-Welp, looking forward to the next episode and possibly a lot more things to freak out over!

anonymous asked:

Can I request a scoups fic based of Somebody To You by the Vamps?! <3

hi! sorry for the late reply but here it is!

thank you for sending this in :)!

also omfg i love the vamps and Somebody To You was one of the first songs I heard from them

Title: All I Wanna Be (Is Somebody To You)

Originally posted by letmebangteen

i used to wanna be,

living like there’s only me,

but now i spend my time,

thinking ‘bout to get you off my mind, (yeah, you!)


“You should get a girlfriend,” Jeonghan waves a hand in the air, “Or like a boyfriend, I don’t know, whatever,”. He glances at Seungcheol, who lay sprawled on the mat, with his sunglasses perched on the tip of his nose. “You’re beginning to become a hobo, my friend,” Jeonghan sighed, pushing the sunglasses so that it sat right on the bridge of Seungcheol’s nose, “A hobo with a house,”.


Seungcheol turned away lazily from his friend, and the sunglasses fell off from his face, and onto the sand. He felt a light breeze caress his exposed arms, felt his toes dig into rough grains of sand as he stretched his legs out, the mat just enough for only his upper half. If he curled up just right, he might be able to get his toes right at the hem of the end of the mat. “And how would getting a significant other relieve me of my hobo – ness, exactly?” Seungcheol questions, eyes fluttering shut. The warmness of the sun was just right, not too hot, and he basked in it. It wasn’t every day you got such nice weather like today. He could hear the waves crashing against the shore, the sound of children squealing as they splashed water at each other and the soft murmurings of people holding conversations with one another.


“I don’t know,” Jeonghan replies, “When you find someone you love you start living. For them and for yourself. I don’t know,”.


Seungcheol doesn’t respond.


“Besides what about y/n? You’ve been hanging out with her quite alot recently. You can’t tell me you don’t have at least a little feelings for her,”.


Embarrassingly, Seungcheol felt his neck warm at the mention of your name. He let out a grumble, burying his face into the mat, and wincing at the rough texture that scratched his smooth skin . “I don’t know,” He mumbles into the mat, and he’s not quite sure if his friend can hear him. He had met you three years ago, a whole cliche meeting with you bumping into him, and promptly spilling coffee all over his new tuxedo while he was on his way to a friend’s wedding.


Then you offered to make it up to him, passed him a piece of paper with your number written on it, all flustered and apologetic. And normally, Seungcheol wouldn’t have called. He didn’t mind, didn’t need you to make it up to him, but as he sat at the edge of his bed, staring down at the crumpled piece of paper with your number on it, he caved in, and called. Ever since then, the both of you started hanging out more. At first, it was always Seungcheol, then you warmed up to him, considering him as a friend, and over time, the both of you just started hanging around each other like as if you had been doing it your whole lives.


Jeonghan had complained that one time that Seungcheol didn’t spend as much time with him as he did with y/n.


“You don’t know?” Jeonghan’s voice is tinted with tease, “You mean there’s at least like, 50% chance that you do?”. Groaning, Seungcheol flipped onto the other side to face his friend, “It’s complicated. I mean, what are the chances that someone like her is gonna accept someone like me, anyways?”.


“You guys are friends,”.


“I mean, more than that,”.


“So you do want to be more than friends,”.


Seungcheol tosses an arm over his eyes, mostly just to cover up his face and the fact that it had gone red. “I don’t know,”.



Look at me now

I’m falling,

Can’t even talk, still stuttering

This ground of mine keeps shaking,


“And that’s all,” Seungcheol gave a polite smile to the waitress as he folded his arms. He was with you at one of those fancy restaurants, only because it was Valentine’s day and according to the both of you:


(“We’re both single so we should go as like friends,” You said as Seungcheol draped his jacket over you, before shoving his hands into his pockets. “Valentine’s day for friends, to celebrate the deep deep love they have for each other,” Seungcheol hummed, “You mean like that?”. He doesn’t notice the way you have to duck your head to hide your face. “Yeah, you’re catching on,” You let out a nervous laugh. Seungcheol cocked his head to the right, before shrugging, “It’s an idea,”)


“Would you and your girlfriend like a cake?” The waitress points her neatly manicured finger to a picture of a cake, wrapped  with red fondant and shaped in a heart. “It’s only here for one day, but we make it every year during Valentine’s day,”.

Seungcheol parted his lips to open, but at the mention ‘girlfriend’ he found his throat go dry. It was a stupid reaction of him, but he couldn’t help it when his heart almost flopped out of his chest at the mere mention. “No – I – uh,” He gestured to you, blinking more times than needed. “She’s not my uh – you see -” He tried, and failed miserably to form a coherent sentence. The waitress smile fell slightly as she stared at him in confusion.


Great, he thinks, Now she thinks I’m a nutcase.


“No thanks,” He manages out eventually. He glances over to you, to see your face slightly pink as you add on, “Yeah, we- we’re just friends,”.


The waitress’ eyes widened and she started shaking her hands from side to a side, “Oh! No, sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed,” Then in a rush, “Do enjoy your meals!”. The minute she scurried off, Seungcheol exhaled deeply, and stopped short when you started bursting out into giggles. “What?” He pouts. “Sorry,” You grin, “It’s just – What was that? I’ve never seen you stutter so much before. I should’ve filmed it,”.


Seungcheol found his face flush in embarassment, but he scoffed to hide it. “I was caught off guard, that’s all,”.


“Why? Never thought of me as someone who could be your girlfriend?” Your tone is teasing, but if Seungcheol looks hard enough, he can see a glimmer of serious curiosity behind your orbs. Not very sure how to reply, Seungcheol shrugs, “You were pretty flustered too yourself,”.


He watches as you lay back in your seat until your back hit the chair, “Well,” You begin, drumming your fingers on the table, “We’re around all these couples and stuff, it’s making me feel abit… I don’t know, awkward? Like imagine going to a celebration for pregnant mothers, and you’re just like, one lone single guy there. That kind of feeling,”. Seungcheol understands what you were trying to say, but even then, he snorts. “That is a bizarre example,”.


You lift your hands up in the air dismissively, before putting them back down again. “One day,” You say, “One day, we’ll become those pregnant mothers too,”.


Seungcheol makes a face and you burst out laughing, “Can’t you just say one day we’ll have someone too?”.


“Same thing,”.



all i wanna be

all i ever wanna be,

is somebody to you


“What’s wrong with you?” Seungcheol found himself biting out. He couldn’t hold it back in any longer. Ever since Seungcheol started hanging out with Jeonghan’s good friend, Sunmi, you started to get itchy. Usually, you wouldn’t mind when he hung out with other girls, so this was a first. It’d been going on for a few weeks now, possibly even a month, Seungcheol couldn’t remember.


All he knew was that he missed having you around, missed having you around without trying to bite his head off and avoiding him like the plague. He couldn’t understand why. And sometimes, he’d avoid you too, just when his feelings got too overwhelming, and he needed a break. Repressing emotions were never healthy, after all, and for a long time… Well, Seungcheol’s been repressing… alot… of emotions for you.


“Of course it’s something wrong with me,” You accused, “And not you, right?”.


Seungcheol felt his jaw go slightly slack, “That’s not what I meant!” He spluttered, and you scoff, folding your arms tightly across your chest before leaning back onto the white walls. “Yeah? Then what is it?”.


“I-”.


“Look, maybe it’s just me, but I can’t seem to understand you these few days,”. You interuppted, and Seungcheol felt his face flare red with anger.


“I was trying to say – what’s wrong with us? God damn it, you think it’s been hard for you with-” He gestured wildly between the both of you, “With whatever this is that has been going on? It’s been hard for me too!”.


A feeling of guilt pricks his heart as he watches your eyes flash with surprise and hurt. “And -” He continues, wanting so much to let his feelings out and yet at the same time struggling to keep the lid on, “And – you keep avoiding me, why is that?”.


You avoid me too!” You throw your hands out at this, an expression of slight disbelief and a tint of anger crossing your face.


Seungcheol couldn’t stop himself. The words flowed out faster than he could control and by the time he registered what he had said, it was too late. “Maybe it’s because I like you! That’s why!”. He stares in horror as your eyes go wide and you blink at him, without saying a word. Damn it, Choi Seungcheol! He clenches his fists instinctively, then decides that… since he’s already in the deep end, he might as well continue.


“I’ve liked you, okay? For a long time now. And well, it’s hard because I’ve always wanted to be somebody to you, but I don’t know how. And well, also because I thought you’d forever see me as a best friend, okay? I’ve been avoiding you in hopes the feelings would go away, but it won’t,” He parts his lips to want to say somemore, but all that comes out is a strangled noise. He doesn’t know what to say next. “It just won’t, y/n,”.


“But – you’ve always been somebody to me,” You say slowly, choosing each and every one of your words carefully.


Seungcheol finds himself letting out a strained laugh, “Just never in the way I wanted to,”. “Wrong,” You retort instantly, and Seungcheol feels his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “What do you-”.


“You’ve always meant something more, okay?” You were closer to him now, but you ducked your head, not able to meet his gaze. When you slightly look up to catch a look at Seungcheol’s expression, you find yourself letting out a frustrated sigh when all you get back is a pure baffled look plastered onto his handsome features. “Yah! Seungcheol! Do I have to spell it out for you?”.


“Yeah,” He breathes, then a teasing smile tugs at the corner of his lips, “Yeah, I think I do,”.


“You’re smart enough, I don’t have to,” You protest when you realize what he was trying to do. He’s closed the gap between you two now, and you’re 100% sure he can see the growing blush on your cheeks. You slowly feel his arms wrap themselves around your waist, and instinctively, you find your hands reaching up to play at the back of his nape.


“That’s okay,” He whispers then, eyes glowing with so much affection that it almost makes you lose your breath, “I can say it again…


I like you, y/n. A lot, and… well, I’m just happy right now, but… it’s sort of missing something, don’t you think? ” He tilts his head to the side playfully, allowing his fringe to flop over his forehead in a messy wave.


You pull away slightly, “What?”.


“This,”.


And with that, he leans in to kiss you.