this is so perfect i want to hug something

9panda11  asked:

Can I request for Mao, Ritsu, Izumi, Koga, Leo, Mika, Shinobu and Natsumi scenario of a jealous s/o who secretly wants more attention of them and it leads her to initiate something like a kiss, hug etc etc. I love this blog btw, hope the mods have a great day !!

the event just ended as I’m writing this !!!! i got my sweet switch boys !!! I’ve been so busy with the event and I still found time to post Leo angst because the angst train doesn’t have brakes—
but i needed something fluffy to get off that infamous angst train so this request was perfect !! ♥ - mod mademoiselle

i only wrote for the first four characters in this post, i was afraid the post would be too long if i included all eight of them in one post !! don’t worry, i’m currently writing the other four and they should be up on a separate post in a few days !! i’ll tag you when i post them so that you can see it ♥


Mao :

You were so bored. Inelegantly sprawled over Mao’s bed, you found yourself scrolling down your phone, hoping to find some distraction on the internet. Needless to say, you weren’t much more entertained when you closed the app with a swipe of the thumb and a sigh. You sat up, shooting a rather annoyed look at your boyfriend, who was still absorbed in a monstrous pile of papers. He wasn’t even paying attention to you, instead talking with god-knows-who on his phone.

“… Yeah, that’s what I did. Uh huh. Okay, I’ll bring that over to you tomorrow, Hasumi-senpai.” Well, seems like the truth about his mysterious collaborator was finally unveiled. He was taking notes as fast as he could, desperately looking up his papers as the student council vice-president delivered what seemed like a monstrous sermon to him.

“Yes, I’ll be sure to. What… ? Oh, no, don’t worry, I’m totally managing !” He let out an awkward little laugh, and you groaned audibly. He wasn’t managing his workload at all. You already knew he was probably going to pull an all-nighter to finish all of that. Nothing unusual, after all.

But today, something was different. While usually you’d just take a seat next to him and work through the papers with him, you were just glancing at him once in a while. You were still pretty pissed at him, after all. Who on earth would willingly take more student council work on their only day off ? Especially since you were supposed to go on a date together ! You glanced at your phone, sighing when you saw how late it was already. The movie you should have gone to see together was starting, by now. And here you were, stuck in your boyfriend’s room as he was paying more attention to those goddamn papers than to you. He was still obliviously talking with Keito, even smiling at you when his eyes briefly met yours. Then he went back to his conversation about paperwork, his mind already off to Workland. Really, it was like he forgot it was supposed to be a special moment you should have spent with him.

That gave you a pretty devilish idea. He looked so busy and focused, diligently working even while he was taking instructions from the vice-president. What if a certain someone were to come and, ahem, disrupt his concentration ?

You got up as silently as you could, sneaking behind your ever-oblivious boyfriend. He was still chattering about boring administrative tasks, not even noticing your presence. Perfect.
Your hands found their way on his shoulders, teasingly caressing down his chest until you were tightly hugging him from behind, and you pressed your lips to his neck, lightly kissing the exposed skin. He let out the most adorable yelp you’d ever heard from him, almost dropping his phone in shock. You distinctly heard Keito’s voice as Mao shakily pressed the phone close to his ear again.

“Isara ? Are you fine ?” Your boyfriend visibly intended to send you a pointed look, trying to tell you off, but his eyes looked rather pleading to you.

“Y-Yeah, I’m just… I’m good, really.” Keito kept quiet for a little moment but soon resumed speaking, and Mao let out a little relieved sigh. You were about to stop teasing him, thinking he’d understood you were feeling a little left out, when he covered his phone’s emitter with his hand and turned to you, cheeks dark pink.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing… ? I’m going to be busy for a while, so don’t do that kind of things to me, okay ?” Oh well. Never mind. He hadn’t understood a single thing. That called for more… desperate measures. Not sensing your evil plan, Mao went back to his phone conversation, although not for very long. 

“Yes, sorry, I’m listening. …. Alright, I’ll do just that and show you tomo—mmmh ?!” You’d jumped on the occasion and kissed him, gently caressing his cheek. For all his insistence to drive you away, he melted into the kiss pretty quick and closed his eyes, kissing back eagerly. He even shyly deepened the kiss, having completely forgotten about Keito. Well, you doubted he’d make such noises if he remembered the vice-president could still hear the entire thing.

“… I’m disturbing you, aren’t I. My apologies. See you tomorrow, Isara.” You could practically hear how flustered Keito was, and couldn’t muffle a little giggle. Mao interrupted the kiss in a panic, gasping for air and pressing his forgotten phone closer to his ear.

“No no no, I’m fine, really, I was just—“  Too late. Keito had already hung up. Mao groaned in frustration, then glanced at the pile of papers on his desk and finally looked up at you. His ears were getting really red, but he still tried to look as stoic as he could.

“I don’t think I really care for all that now, I’d rather, you know… keep things going…” He looked to the side, cheeks blushing in embarrassment. He barely even whispered what he said next, getting all fidgety and yet still trying to keep looking cool and composed.

“But you’d better make it all worth it, alright… ?”


Ritsu :

“… and also, did I tell you Maa-kun is, like, really clever ? He always does pretty well at school too. That’s just Maa-kun for you.” You managed to resist the temptation to roll your eyes and forced a nod.

“Oi oi, Ritsu, I’m just here…” Mao awkwardly chuckled, sending an apologetic look your way. You’d come all the way to Ritsu’s place to spend a moment alone with him, but Mao had suddenly barged in to see Ritsu, and now your boyfriend wouldn’t let him go. He was even nuzzling against his shoulder, trapping his best friend in a tight hug. You’d almost feel jealous…

“Besides, Maa-kun’s hugs are the best…. Have you ever tried them ?” You shook your head, already resigned to your fate. Ritsu just kept going happily. “They’re so warm and good… Hug me, Maa-kun.” Mao didn’t even have the time to let out a little protesting groan (and probably say something along the lines of “What are you, eight ?”) : Ritsu was quicker and hugged him even tighter. Mao was gasping for air now, arms flailing desperately your way.

“So warm… So good…” Ritsu was cooing happily, much to your distaste. Sometimes your boyfriend could get really affectionate, and not only with you. You didn’t really want to admit it, but maybe you were feeling a little jealous… You know what, screw it, you were totally jealous. Really, anyone who didn’t know them could get the wrong idea about them ! Besides, it wasn’t like it was a one-in-a-time occurrence : it happened all the time ! All the goddamn time. And you were starting to wish you could just show your boyfriend you were still here. You were brought back to the real world by Mao trying to move out of your boyfriend’s grip, his face getting progressively bluer.

“And Maa-kun smells so nice… and has such nice skin…” Wait, was he about to kiss Mao’s neck ? No, even worse, about to bite him ? You thought he only did that to you ! Well, he is a self-proclaimed vampire, after all. But still ! That was too much, especially right in front of you ! Before you knew it, you were helping Mao get out of his crushing embrace, rushing in his place. Oh, you wouldn’t let Ritsu forget about you !

Your boyfriend just blinked confusedly, and you took advantage of it to hug him close, hiding your face in his neck. You could faintly make out notes of his usual cologne… Ritsu didn’t miss a beat and squeezed you tight, gently kissing your temple. There he was again : your usual clingy and overbearing boyfriend.

“Did you get jealous ? I’m sorry”, he breathed close to your ear. You were fairly sure he was grinning happily, but it wasn’t exactly easy to mind now that he was leaving a trail of kisses on your neck. You were getting a bit embarrassed that Mao was seeing the entire thing, until Ritsu bit your skin softly and you closed your eyes, completely forgetting about his best friend.

“Well, I can’t say I didn’t do it on purpose…” Ritsu’s lips were smirking against your neck as he said this, prompting you to look up at him immediately. Did he really… ?

“Are you saying you were trying to make me jealous ?” Seeing how Ritsu looked pleased with himself, you didn’t even have to ask. He just nodded happily, holding you even tighter in his arms.

“Mmh. Exactly. You’ve been neglecting me, lately, so I just wanted to make you feel the same…” Before you had the time to answer anything to this, he cupped your cheek and kissed you, his lips hungrily looking for yours. His hands were tightly gripping your waist, as if to make sure you couldn’t move away from him. Ritsu’s such a good kisser… you just forgot about the entire world as you kissed back. There was only you and him, everything else completely obscured by the feeling of his lips against yours. His hand found yours, and you instinctively intertwined your fingers with his. It felt so nice, as if you were connected to him… He was finally all yours again and you wouldn’t give up that wonderful feeling for anything the world had to offer.

That is, until your heard someone awkwardly clear his throat behind Ritsu. Time flowed again, and you opened your eyes, feeling blood rush to your cheeks when you remembered Mao was still here, sitting right next to the two of you. He looked more than a little flustered and hastily packed his stuff, already at the door when Ritsu chuckled.

“Well, I’ll just, you know, leave. I was thinking of telling you to get a room, but, um, this is your room. Sorry.” You distinctly heard him starting to run once he’d closed the door to Ritsu’s room, clearly intent on forgetting everything he’d seen, and giggled to that thought. That is, until Ritsu lazily commented, lips still curled in a Cheshire grin.

“Aaww. Right when I was starting to think it’s pretty nice to put on a little show, once in a while…”


Izumi

“Izumi…” you pouted, chin resting on your hand. You were sitting in his lodge, waiting for all his coworkers to stop swarming over him so that he could get changed and call it a day. To be honest, you were really excited when he offered you come and watch one of his photoshoots : it’s not everyday you get to see Izumi modelling ! At first it was pretty great, but then they came and ruined the day. His fangirls.

You didn’t really think much of it when he told you his coworkers could get overbearing sometimes. They were just that, after all : his coworkers ! But you’d forgotten his modelling agency was also employing girls. A lot of very cute girls, to be more precise. And right now, all these girls were surrounding your boyfriend and giggling happily. You didn’t want to risk ruining your boyfriend’s mood by telling them off, but it was pretty damn hard. One of them was even gripping his sleeve, trying to catch his attention.

“Say, Izumi, are you going anywhere after this ?” one of the girls asked, twirling a lock of perfectly curled hair around her finger. You slightly puffed your cheeks, but managed to resist the temptation to go to her and tell her the exact truth. Yes, he was going on a date with you ! … Or at least he was supposed to, if he could manage to get rid of these girls.

“Yeah. I’m busy. Can you just move ?” Izumi didn’t seem particularly happy at the prospect of being literally surrounded by cute girls, instead trying to reach to the closet where he put his clothes. It wasn’t exactly easy when they were pressing against him and trying their best to meet his eyes.

“I’ll move but can you take a selfie with me first ?” One of them was making puppy dog eyes at him and he sighed, eventually taking her phone and angling it so that the picture would look as good as possible.

“Just one and then you leave. Got it ?” His tone of voice left no room for discussion, and yet the girls just squealed, more excited as ever.

“Then can I get a selfie with you too ?”
“Yeah, it’s not fair if only her is allowed to ! Me too, me too !”
“Don’t forget about me, Sena-senpai !”

The girls were chirping happily, sticking close to Izumi for the pictures. One of them sneaked an arm around him, another put her head on his shoulder… He didn’t say anything, but you saw his eyebrow lightly twitch at the sudden contact. He was probably just as eager as you to be done with it and send the girls off, you thought… Or maybe… ?

Izumi’s eyes were twinkling, even as he was swarmed by his coworkers, which he claimed were “annoying” the day before. Was he… happy ? Proud, maybe ? Your boyfriend definitely was the arrogant type, so could it be that so much attention was making him pleased ? Well, you were certainly unhappy with it all. Especially when one of the girls hid her face in Izumi’s chest, practically hugging him. That was a bit too much.

Before you realized, you’d stepped down from your chair and went straight to your boyfriend, the girls confusedly moving away when they saw you arriving. Good thing, because you weren’t in the mood to push them away.

“Babe ?” Izumi asked, suddenly worried at the thought you may be feeling unwell. He opened his arms to you and you rushed into them, letting him hug you tightly. You closed your eyes when he started stroking your back in a soothing motion, wishing you could be only by yourselves…

“It’s okay, babe, I was just about to put an end to this”, he whispered near your ear, and you nodded in response. You just wanted to have your boyfriend all to yourself… that couldn’t be too much to ask for, right ? Izumi certainly didn’t make you wait, immediately turning to the girls.

“Alright, you’re all being annoying as hell. Can’t you see you’re in the way ? I’m already taken, you see.” He was slightly smiling as he said that, and his fingers gently caressed your hair. You were acutely reminded that while he was all yours, you also belonged only to him…
The girls just stared at him awkwardly, wondering if they should just leave. Seeing they didn’t quite want to take a decision themselves, your boyfriend decided to give them a helpful hand.

“Still don’t understand ? What are you, brainless ? You’re all pissing me off. Go away, we want some private time.” Quite offended, they went away one by one, but not without sending nasty glares your way. You didn’t care at all : you felt so safe and warm in your boyfriend’s arms… Besides, as he gently pushed your back to the nearby wall and started leaving kiss after kiss on your lips, his hands roaming across your body, you started thinking it was for the best if no one would interrupt the two of you for a while…


Koga :

He’s really passionate about music, you thought idly, watching your boyfriend play his guitar. You were sitting on the couch, in his living-room, and listened to him humming and playing at the same time. It had become one of your quiet habits, and you wouldn’t trade that quality time for anything in the world.

Except lately, he’d been paying far more attention to his guitar than you. Well, he was an idol, after all. That was pretty much his job. But wasn’t it a bit too much ? There wasn’t one waking moment when he wasn’t practicing. You didn’t really dare say anything though : you were still happy he was so involved in his passion ! Besides, he looked so peaceful and calm, slowly playing the chords along his latest song… There was a happy little glimmer in his eyes, and his lips were stretched in a smile as he was humming. It wasn’t often that you got to see him this quiet…

“Koga ?” You tried calling out to him, suddenly wanting to share a nice and intimate moment with him. He hummed in response, not even looking up at you. You didn’t really mind, it wasn’t like he could keep playing without looking after all… But you didn’t really have anything to say to him. Well, to be honest you kind of wanted to do something with him, like watching a movie together, but he looked busy… He even seemed to have forgotten you called him in the first place, bobbing his head along the melody. Yep, he was totally absorbed in his own little world.

You didn’t normally mind, even finding his passion about music pretty endearing most of the time. Only, it had been two weeks he barely even looked at you, just humming whenever you said something to him and having his head in the clouds night and day… You wished you could get him back to earth, but didn’t really know how. Besides, wouldn’t he get angry if you tried… ?
But then again, you were feeling pretty lonely… It had gotten to the point that Rei caught on it at school and kept you company while Koga was busy getting excited about music. You even asked him for advice… what did he say again ? Something like “Just be yourself, he can’t resist you after all”… ? That doesn’t even make sense. What should you do… ?

As Koga’s tongue briefly darted out, licking his lips before he started humming again, you found yourself subtly drawn to them. Of course, this brought back many memories : how they felt against yours, his teeth slightly nibbling at you, his tongue working wonders on your skin… You shook your head, trying to get back to a more inoffensive train of thought.

But then again… “He can’t resist you”, that’s what Rei had been saying… Wait, did he mean what you thought he did ? You hesistated a bit, wondering if your boyfriend would take it as nicely as Rei thought. He was still playing, completely oblivious to your presence. Maybe it would work, actually ? Only one way to know… You took in a steadying breath, then moved closer to your boyfriend, inching your face closer to his while already closing your eyes.

“Wait, wha— ?” Koga croaked, immediately stopping once your lips touched his. You were barely even slipping your arms under his neck and he already pushed his guitar away, making room on his lap to make you sit on it. You clumsily straddled him, gasping slightly when he drew you closer to him and kissed you again. His lips were so hungry and forceful… You felt blood rush to your cheeks, even more so when he started nibbling at your bottom lip in a way you knew well. That usually meant he was really getting into it…

You tightly gripped his arm once you felt short of air, lightly panting once he finally let go of you. He looked so focused, his eyes unusually serious and scanning your body. You shivered a bit when you realized his entire attention was now on you, and only you. Before you could say anything he was pushing you under him, straddling you and leaving soft little bites on your neck and shoulders.

“Don’t bite too hard, Koga, it’s going to leave bruises…” Your voice came out in a whisper, but Koga just groaned in response, his tongue soothing the area he’d just bitten. His hands roamed your body for a moment, then finally found yours and gripped them tightly as he loomed close to your ear.

“It’s yer damn fault for kissin’ me like that… What did ya want from me, huh ?” He was grinning now, and you felt yourself smiling too.

“Exactly that… I was just feeling a bit lonely—“ He didn’t even let you finish, attacking your lips again. You felt him trying to remove his jacket to the best of his ability without breaking the kiss, and he threw it away without a care in the world.

“Feelin’ lonely, huh ? Well, yer gonna wish ya didn’t do that. I’m all yours, now.”

And judging by the feral look in his eyes, you couldn’t possibly doubt that.

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

anonymous asked:

could you write something about my poor touch-starved sweet baby lena getting physical attention? (like the chin touch from rhea, the PERFECT hug from kara, anything i just have so many feelings about my child 😭)

She’s not used to touch.

Being touched.

Unless it’s by rough hands.

Rough hands, dismissive hands.

Hands that want to show her off to the world, but only because she’s beautiful. Only because she’s brilliant. Only because she can raise her mother’s bottom line.

Until she can’t anymore.

And then the only touches are clinical. Necessary.

Jack touched her. It was nice. It was delightful.

But Jack was a long time ago, and now Jack was dead, and now…

And now, there’s Kara – there has been Kara, since before Jack… – and Kara doesn’t shy from her touch like her skin contains a Luthor plague.

Kara hugs her and Kara holds her and Kara kisses her forehead gently, gently, gently, and it’s the most tender kiss Lena thinks she’s ever received.

And Supergirl’s arms are strong and they keep her safe and they protect her, like Kara says she will. Protect her, and they feel exactly like Kara’s arms do, and she wonders, and she knows, and she wonders when Kara will tell her.

And then there’s Rhea, and Rhea talks to her the way she’s always fantasized her mother would, and Rhea touches her chin the way her mother used to touch Lex’s but god, no, never hers.

Not like that.

She doesn’t think she needs it. Most of the time.

Touch.

Because she has her work and she has her red wine and she has her meals brought to her at her desk, because if she’s working while she eats, she doesn’t have to be reminded of the soft, quiet intimacies that she’s missing.

The touches that she’s starved of.

And she is.

Starved for them.

For touches that love her, that revere her, that… treasure her.

And that’s how Kara Danvers touches her.

That’s how Kara Danvers lifts her chin, softly, gently – god, how can a woman with such superhuman strength have such control, such perfect tenderness? – and that’s how Kara Danvers touches her entire body with her eyes when she breathes, “Lena, can I kiss you?”

And god, yes, yes, yes, she can.

And Kara’s hands are gentle, and they’re soft, and they’re slow, but they touch her like Kara will die without more of Lena’s skin under her palms, under her fingertips.

Her lips taste of wind and mints that mostly mask the taste of pizza, and Lena smiles, because Kara Danvers is touching her, holding her, loving her.

Worshiping her.

She promises she won’t cry, and she immediately breaks that promise.

It’s the little intimacies that bring the tears to her eyes.

The ones like Kara bringing her hand to Lena’s thigh under the table when someone brings up Cadmus.

The ones like Kara’s fingers weaving through hers when they walk from their newest brunch place to the docks to meet Alex and Maggie for the second half of their date.

The ones like Kara’s kiss brushing the back of her neck while she works, Kara’s fingers kneading softly into her shoulders, melting her tension like magic.

The ones like Alex hugging her in greeting at game night while Kara beams behind her.

The ones like Winn offering her his hand when he invites her up to play pool with him and Maggie.

The ones like James pulling her into a relieved hug after she narrowly avoids taking a bullet during one of their skirmishes with the Daxamites.

The ones like J’onn putting a hand on her shoulder, an approving nod accompanying his almost-smile that’s more than good enough for her, after she saves everyone, again.

The ones like Maggie putting her hand on Lena’s lower back as she leans up and whispers, “Our Danvers girls are at it again, huh?” when Alex and Kara start to team up against James and Winn on game night.

It’s the little intimacies – the softest, most casual touches – that, slowly, slowly, slowly – make her life full again.

Concept: Mickey and Emil have been friends basically since they both began skating. They’re really close, and when I say close I mean HELLA. Sleepovers, friendship bracelet exchange when they were 12 (Emil still wears his outside of skating, and while Mickey will never admit it he still keeps his in his wallet of all places), the whole deal. Sara is also part of their friend group, but she’s definitely not as close to Emil as Mickey is.

And then puberty hits and Mickey suddenly becomes very aware of Emil and his closeness to Sara. In reality, nothing’s really changed, but he’s begun to get a weird tight feeling in his chest whenever he sees Emil smiling and laughing with Sara. He begins to be a lot more protective over Sara because that’s what it’s gotta be, right? Sara is getting prettier each year, and as her big brother he has a responsibility to keep men from taking advantage of her. Even if it’s Emil, who he’s known for years. Anyways, there’s nothing else this feeling can be, right? Right. Nothing more than protectiveness.

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Dating Jin!

Thank you @beth-is-trash for requesting this!

  • omg don’t even get me started on dating this boy
  • he would make sure you smiled every day NO. MATTER. WHAT. 
  • bc your smile just makes him completely weak and get the warm fuzzy feeling (and vice versa, obviously)
  • dates would include (but not limited to);
    shopping (for both clothes & ingredients for the next date…)
    cooking dates
    picnics
    movie, blanket fort, snuggle dates
    ‘lets stay in bed all day bc its Sunday’ dates
    ‘lets be cultured’ museums, art galleries, theatre dates
    ROMANTIC AF dinner dates, fancy ass outfits & being picked up in a town car…. YOU’SE FANCY
  • you would wake up and just find cute little notes and gifts (e.g: you find a vase of beautiful flowers with the note “some flowers from your flower boy <3″ and you can’t keep a straight face bc why is this boy so ridiculous and sweet at the same time?!
  • Namjoon would get tough and tell you not to hurt Jin but low key ship the shit out of you bc he sees how completely blissfully happy you make Jin
  • High key being the protective parents of the Maknae line together
  • back hugs from Jin are the best bc his shoulders (being so wide) just completely swallow you but in the lovely warm way that makes you feel 100x better no matter what
  • fights are rare but when they do happen your both stubborn and passionate… until you both calm down & then you’re sad, missing each other… and you both apologise & always straighten things out
  • fave nicknames are ‘Oppa’ for Jin and ‘Jagiya’ for you (but he always drags it out to ‘jagiyaaaaa’ when he wants something & same for you with ‘oppaaaaaa’)
  • JUST ALTOGETHER PERFECT AND I CANT EVEN I WANT TO CRY T.T
Prompts!
  1. “You’re really soft.”
  2. "You smell nice.”
  3. “You’re cute when you’re worried”
  4. “I think i’m in love with you, and that terrifies me.”
  5. “I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”
  6. "I’m here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses.”
  7. "Is it possible to love too much?”
  8. “You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head.”
  9. "I don’t wanna get up– you’re comfy.”
  10. “I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.”
  11. "I will always be there protect you.”
  12. "I’m cold. Come closer.”
  13. “You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”
  14. "I love you a lot, but please stop trying to cook me dinner, you suck.”
  15. "I’ve never seen such gorgeous eyes before.”
  16. "I can’t stop thinking about you.”
  17. “You’re really hot, shame about the personality”
  18. "All I want is you.”
  19. “This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”
  20. “You came to my room at 4am, to cuddle?”
  21. "I could never leave you, I love you too much!”
  22. "A fairytale with a happy ending always brings a smile to my face.”
  23. "I don’t think anyone could ever be as lovely as you.”
  24. “You look really cute in that sweater.”
  25. "You look incredible in that.”
  26. “Is that my shirt?”
  27. “You’re so clingy, i love it.”
  28. “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”
  29. “Do you ever shut the fuck up?”
  30. "He/She’s quite stunning, isn’t he/she?”
  31. “Are you sugar personified or something?”
  32. “I look forward to holding you close in bed soon.”
  33. "Sometimes I just can’t control myself when around you.”
  34. "Do you believe in love at first sight?”
  35. "I think I’m in love.”
  36. "I’d like it if you stayed.”
  37. “You made these cupcakes for me?”
  38. “Have you lost your mind?”
  39. “You’re so fucking adorable.”
  40. “You’re my best friend’s sister, we can’t do this..”
  41. "People are jerks, but not you.”
  42. “All these new feelings are scaring me.”
  43. "I’ll share the blankets with you.”
  44. “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”
  45. "I have never felt this way about anyone.”
  46. “How do you always manage to look so captivating?”
  47. "I want this to never end…”
  48. “I’m a big girl, i can handle it myself.”
  49. “I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.”
  50. “Can I kiss you?”
  51. “Don’t give me that puppy dog face.  How am I supposed to say no to that?”
  52. “So, are you guys dating or?”
  53. “There’s no way in hell i could fall in love with someone like you”
  54. "I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks.”
  55. “Could you hold my hand?”
  56. “Have you seen my jacket?”
  57. “Who changed the thermostat settings? I’m freezing to death.”
  58. “Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”
  59. “You can put your cold feet on me.”
  60. “You make me so happy.”
  61. “I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
  62. “Your stray red item turned my whites pink.”
  63. “A thunderstorm is rolling through town and you’re scared of lightening/thunder so I’ll protect you.”
  64. “Did they hurt you?”
  65. “You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?
  66. “Your lips are really warm.”
  67. “I just came home to you crying while watching a movie, please tell me what’s going on.”
  68. “That pet name was so gushy, but it was also so cute.”
  69. “I really love holding you, darling.”
  70. “You found me crying on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night surrounded by a shattered jelly jar.”
  71. “My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on”
  72. “You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.”
  73. “We’re repainting the apartment and going to the hardware store together to pick out color swatches.”
  74. “IF YOU USE UP ALL THE HOT WATER ONE MORE TIME IM GOING TO BAN YOU TO THE COUCH FOR A MONTH.”
  75. “I want you to fight for me!”
  76. “Please don’t go.”
  77. “You can call me whenever you want… Even if you don’t have a reason to.”
  78. “It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”
  79. “Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”

I decided to make a prompt list cause I’ve always been anxious about getting a prompt I don’t know what to do with so I chose to grab them from other lists that I was comfortable with (originals: x  x  x )

~ Clara

anonymous asked:

Can I request RFA + saeran reacting to a MC self harming like how they would find out and react (sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and you don't want to this) I'm currently almost a year clean!

Well done, anon! That’s a brilliant achievement ^^. I’m over 2 years clean now and currently feel really positive in myself. I really hope I wrote these alright because everyone self-harms for different reasons and feels differently about it. I tried to sort of generalise it and I’ll put a trigger warning here that there are mentions of self harm and blood (Not detailed, though) ~H x

RFA with an MC that self harms

Yoosung:

-He saw it by accident one day at school
-You were both in science, doing an experiment involving water
-The water had splashed on your sleeve and Yoosung had kindly offered to dry it off
-You didn’t expect him to pull your sleeve up, though
-He saw the scars on your arm and gasped in shock, quickly pulling the sleeve back down so that no-one else sees
-You looked down in shame
-Yoosung was never meant to see that
-“I’m… sorry,” you apologised.
-“You’re coming to mine after school, right? I really want to talk to you. Why are you sorry?” Yoosung responded.
-“I thought you’d be upset with me. Or disappointed,” you explained.
-Instead of answering, Yoosung pulls you into a big hug as you try not to cry
-At Yoosung’s after school he asks you when it started and why it started
-You’re reluctant to tell him but he eventually has you in tears, spilling out the full story of when you started with depression
-All throughout, Yoosung hugs you close to him, rocking you and stroking your hair
-“You’ve been through so much, MC,” Yoosung said after you’ve finished, “I’m so proud of how strong you’ve been. But please- it breaks my heart to think that the most wonderful, most beautiful person I know would harm herself because she thinks she isn’t good enough.”
-You nod. You understand how he feels and you wish it was as simple to stop
-But Yoosung went through a rough enough time after hearing that Rika was mentally ill
-So now that he knows what you’ve been suffering with, he’s not letting the same thing happen to his precious girlfriend. He wants to get you professional help.
-And if you think he’ll be too shy and won’t
-Think again
-Because this boy loves you

Zen:

-After a while of dating, he noticed that you always wore long sleeved tops
-One day, it was absolutely boiling outside but you wouldn’t take your jumper off
-Even though you feel like you’re going to be fried alive
-“Babe, just take your jumper off! You look like you’re boiling,” Zen tried to persuade you.
-Your sudden, “NO!” is all it takes for him to confirm the worry he’s had for a while
-“MC, please will you show me your arms,” he asked seriously as he reached across the table to you and held your wrists.
-You squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head
-Not today. You can’t let him see. He’ll think you’re a failure
-“MC,” he said so sternly that you jump in shock
-As you jump, his hands accidentally slide up your arms and scrape a recent cut
-You yelp in surprise
-And he doesn’t allow you to pull your sleeve back down
-When you face him, you’re expecting some sort of emotion but you didn’t know what
-What you certainly didn’t expect was tears
-“How long?” he asked quietly, maintaining eye contact and making you want to shrivel up in yourself
-“A while. Since before I knew you,” you responded, making him know that he had nothing to do with the mental illness you’d be struggling with for ages.
-“Does anyone know?” Zen asked.
-You shook your head.
-“MC, I want you to look into my eyes and tell me that you want to hurt me in the same way you hurt yourself,” he said sternly.
-“But I can’t- I don’t- I love you!” you argued, wondering how he could suggest such a thing.
-“The fact that I now know you did this gives me exactly that pain. Imagine how I feel to know that you would suffer through this alone, without telling anyone, hurting yourself in such a way,” Zen sighed, holding your hands tightly.
-You don’t know what to say. You’re not good enough. Surely he knows this
-“Please- we already lost Rika- we can’t lose you. I can’t lose you. Not after everything we’ve been through,” Zen cried, now fully letting tears stream down his face.
-“I’m sorry,” you whispered, “I’m disappointing you.”
-“No!” Zen immediately interrupts, “I’m just worried about you because I want you to be well. Please let me take you to see someone. They can help you.”
-You didn’t want to see anyone- that’s why you hadn’t
-But if Zen was hurting, you’d at least give it a go
-“Ok,” you agreed as Zen pulled you into his chest.
-At least you had something to live for- your wonderful boyfriend
-Did anyone notice the quote I kind of took from Phil? It’s so beautiful

Jaehee:

-Mama Baehee sees and knows all
-She realised practically immediately
-Because she literally forced you to take your jacket off when you came to her house
-You were really worried how she’d react and if she’d realise you weren’t the support she needed and ditch you
-Instead, she ordered you to sit and talk
-“You can say what you like to try and get out of it, MC, but you aren’t leaving until I have the truth,” she insisted.
-So you cried and told Jaehee everything
-“What I think you need is someone there to promise you that they’ll always be with you and help you to believe in yourself,” Jaehee seemed to analyse.
-But then she shuffled closer to you and hugged you
-“MC, will you let me be that friend? Can I help you?” she asked, to your surprise.
-You were already crying too much so you just nodded
-So Jaehee smiled and started to cry too
-She looked so cute crying but you didn’t deserve her
-In fact, you wondered how many times you’d drawn a line of your own blood because you were ashamed of your sexuality
-But with Jaehee hugging you so tightly and promising to be there for you, you allowed yourself to imagine what a world with good things in for you could be like
-What if Jaehee did like you back?
-Oh if only you knew
-If only you knew how much it broke her heart to see that you’d caused yourself pain
-Jaehee wondered if it was her fault for not being a good enough friend
-It’s not, Baehee, you’re perfect and we love you

Jumin:

-It was whilst you were still ‘trapped’ in his penthouse that he found out
-He thought you were about to leave
-So he grabbed your arm to stop you escaping
-You know the Visual Novel I’m on about, right?
-And you accidentally let out a yelp of pain
-He let go go your arm and saw blood seeping through the fabric
-Forget whatever he was about to tell you- you were injured
-“MC, what happened? I didn’t- I didn’t hurt you did I?” Jumin panicked.
-“No- it’s not you. I’m fine,” you lied.
-He wasn’t about to let you pretend you weren’t hurt
-So he rolled your sleeves up
-And saw the lines on your arms
-And broke down
-“MC- I- Why- Why would you do this to yourself?” he asked, practically in tears.
-You just hung your head, not answering
-“It’s not me, is it?” Jumin asked with his eyes wide, “Am I trapping you? Is that why? Please- I’ll let you go immediately.”
-At this point you’re pretty sure he’d leaked a few tears
-“No,” you said calmly, “It was way before I met you that I started.”
-“How could someone as kind and beautiful and perfect as you do something like that to your body?” he asked.
-“I’m not perfect or beautiful in any way. I’m messed up. Really messed up. I just wanted to try and help you,” you explained.
-“And you are doing. So now I need to help you,” Jumin said sternly.
-You looked up at him
-And started crying
-So he cried too
-Jumin decided to envelope you in a hug
-So you just cried into his chest, feeling safe
-Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to stay at his penthouse forever
-When Elizabeth was around, Jumin promised himself that he’d force you to see the best counsellor in the world

Seven:

-He found out just after you’d started living in his house
-He’d told you he had something to fix on his computer but you were having a really bad day
-So to you, that just seemed like an excuse to not spend time with you
-He loves you though, please never think that! People love you and sometimes they actually just have to do stuff
-For once, he didn’t put his headphones on
-So he heard crying and decided to come and check it out
-Only to find you with blood coating your arm in a pile of tears
-He panicked
-And just runs towards you and hugs you close to his chest, not caring if he’s getting blood all over him
-You cry into his shoulder for a while whilst he just rocks and shushes you
-He knows the feeling
-Whilst he never self harmed, he was very depressed for so long
-And he knew what it was like to feel like you shouldn’t even exist anymore
-But without you
-He couldn’t exist
-Deciding it was best to tell you this, he starts to
-“MC, I love you. I couldn’t live without you. You mean so much to me. You helped me with my depression and now I want to help you. Please, let me save you like you saved me,” he begged.
-He’s going to do absolutely anything he can to help you

Saeran:

-I feel like he’d know the signs
-Because I’m pretty sure he’d self harmed too
-So he just asks you
-“MC, do you self harm?”
-“What makes you think that?” you answered sceptically.
-“Because I did for a while. You were what made me stop. Please don’t lie to me and show me your arms,” Saeran ordered with clear concern in his eyes.
-You show him your arms- it’s pointless hiding it
-“You’re going to come and see my counsellor with me,” Saeran said immediately.
-“No, Saeran! I don’t want to see a counsellor,” you begged.
-He grabbed you by the shoulder and leant down to look you directly in the eyes
-“I don’t care if you want to go or not. I’m not going to allow the person that saved and healed me to suffer herself. I love you too much to lose you. My life is nothing without you,” he told you.
-You hug him really tight
-And just wonder how you’re both messes
-Saeran was not going to allow you to help him as much as you had without him helping you in return
-He loved you too much to lose you

V:

-You were constantly thinking that you were nothing compared to Rika
-Sure, she’d been crazy, but V had loved her
-Probably more than he loved you
-V found out you self harmed when he accidentally walked into the bathroom whilst you’d just finished showering
-You had a towel wrapped around you but your arms were exposed
-And bleeding
-“I’m sorry- wait, MC, your arms!” V started to apologise before seeing the lines and blood on your forearms.
-You hung your head
-He was going to tell you that you were nothing compared to Rika- that you were weak- that you were weird for harming yourself
-But he didn’t
-Instead, he runs towards you, gently takes your arm and kisses all your scars
-“I made a mistake last time- I didn’t help her. I’m not going to make that mistake again because I love you so much that I will force you to see a therapist,” V told you.
-“But I don’t want to-“ you started to protest
-“I know. Last time I made the mistake of thinking love would be enough. I’m not blind anymore and I can see that despite me loving you, you need proper help. I don’t want to lose you. You mean far more to me, MC,” V said.  
-I’m sorry for the blind joke, really I am
-It suddenly registered in your mind what he was saying
-V loved you
-He loved you more than he’d loved Rika
-And he wanted to help you
-Finally- someone did
-And you loved him

The Pickett Ring (Newt Scamander X Reader)

Requested: Yes

Anon: Omgosh can you write an imagine where newt proposes to the reader??

Word Count: 1 263

A/N: I wrote this at two in the morning cause I couldn’t sleep :P Enjoy!

*****

“Newt, we’ve been here for an hour, just choose a ring.” Jacob mumbles, totally bummed out. But he had reason to be this unenthusiastic, Newt had dragged him all the way to the centre of New York to find the best jewelry store in town, at five in the morning. They could’ve just went to the closest one but Newt was afraid of the chandelier after the last incident…

Jacob yawned and leaned against one of the glass displays being careful not to accidentally smash anything. He looked to Newt who’s eyes flash, shaking his head furiously, making his soft curls bounce like crazy.

“No, this is (Y/N) we’re talking about, she doesn’t deserve just any ring. She deserves the perfect ring, and I’m going to find it.” his eye suddenly widen as he sees a gleam out of the corner of his eye and he quickly runs to it, gasping when he sees what produced the beautiful glow.

“This is the one! It’s perfect!” Newt cries happily, clapping his hands together like an excited child on their birthday.

Jacob strolls over and takes a peek over Newt’s shoulder, straining as he tried to look over the tall man’s figure.

“Gee, it is perfect! It’s gorgeous, yet simple. I bet she’ll love it!”

“But she has to accept it for it to mean anything…” Newt trails off, trying to picture the look on your face when he goes down on one knee…

“Hey man, stop it. She loves you, why would she decline?” Jacob lightly punches his shoulder and Newt topples a bit closer towards the perfect ring they had been eyeing. “If it makes you feel any better, I would totally marry you if I were her - but don’t tell Queenie I said that.”

“I’m afraid I can’t make any promises.” Newt says, chuckling.

Jacob laughs too, before saying, “Well, what are you waiting for? Go get it!”

Newt nods happily and calls a clerk over, pointing to the ring.

“I’d like this one please.”

The clerk names an outrageous price and Newt feels himself getting weak in the knees.

“That is preposterous!” he exclaims, nervous sweat starting to trickle down his forehead.

“That’s the price mister, you take it or leave it.” the clerk replied, walking away and leaving Newt standing there in shock.

“Jacob, what am I going to do? I will never be able to afford this, never in a life time!”

“Hey, it’s alright, we can find a solution.” Jacob murmurs, gently trying to comfort the now shaking man.

“But it was perfect…”

“I know man, but there has to be another way, we’ll make something work. I promise.”

*****

Thump.

Jacob jumps, turning around to find the source of the noise, only to find Newt with his head on his desk, muttering in emotional and physical pain.

“Come on man, lighten up. We’ll find a cheaper ring that’s even better than the one you originally found.” Jacob says, desperately trying to lift the spirits of a usually optimistic Newt.

Newt raises his head, his face covered with a mask of despair. He shakes his head sadly, his green eyes sparkling sadly before his head went crashing back on to the desk.

“You don’t understand, I can’t afford even the cheapest ring and besides, you can’t find one just as nice as the first one for such a low price.” his voice is muffled and depressing. Pickett, who was in Newt’s front pocket for the entire time, crawls out and moves with Bowtruckle grace across his arms to his hand, gently giving one of his fingers a hug. Newt wasn’t sure if this was a sign of affection and pity or him just having attachment issues again. Maybe both.

“Oh,” Jacob mumbles, his spirits also lowering. “Couldn’t you just magic a ring? Transform something into one!”

“How meaningful.” Newt says dully. “"Hey (Y/N), you know that ring that’s on your finger? Well I didn’t tell you this, but it’s actually a cup, sorry.”“

“Okay, point proven. But you can’t just postpone the proposal! Knowing (Y/N), I know she will agree to marry you without a ring, she loves you no matter what Newt.”

“Exactly, what have I ever done to deserve her? She perfect and I need a ring that has meaning, something perfect…” Newt trails off as he raises his head, only to see Pickett entwining himself with Newt’s finger, looking majestic as he did so.

Newt blinked and smiled suddenly, an idea starting to form.

*****

“Newt? Jacob said you needed me?” you called, skipping down into the case, landing gracefully into his shed. You smile, remembering the first time you were in there. Let’s just say that you didn’t land as gracefully as you had now.

He wasn’t in the shack so you decide to walk out to the beautiful world that was filled with creatures.
Sure enough, you see Newt, standing in the mist of it all, anxiously fidgeting with his bow tie. Your face bursts into a smile and you run towards him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“(Y/N),” he breaths, holding your hands. You look at him quizzically, tilting your head slightly to the side.

“I love you, I have loved you ever since I laid my eyes on you. You keep me sane when work piles up, you make me happy, you make me laugh. You radiate confidence, so much that you’ve transferred some of that to me. But most of all, you make my heart flutter like a Billywig whenever I’m near you. You’re perfect and I want this relationship to be something more…” he takes a deep breath and kneels on one knee, pulling out a rather large, velvet box. Your eyes widen.

“(Y/N), love. Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” you say happily without hesitation, before he even got to open the box.

You pull him to his feet and hug him tightly, then kiss him on the lips, your lips fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle.

“Thank Merlin, I was afraid you were going to say no.” Newt says, smiling and pulling you even closer.

“Now why would I do that? You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met and I love you.”

He smiles and lifts up the box that was now shaking.

“You were so excited that I didn’t even have time to present you this,” he says, smiling nervously. He opens the box and inside was Pickett. He crawled on to your hand and intertwined himself with your fingers and Newt’s, bringing them close together.

You start to say something but he cuts you off before you even get a word out.

“Please let me explain. (Y/N), I have attachment issues, to you. You are the key, the only key, to unlocking my heart and I love you as much, no, more than all of the creatures in the world and this is why I present to you a Bowtruckle. You are worth more than just a precious metal for you, are priceless just like the lives of these creatures and I would never trade you to some goblin or anything for the world.”

He closes his eyes, expecting a back lash but when he hesitantly opened them, all he saw was a beaming smile.

“Newt, I was about to say thank you earlier. This means so much more than a tiny ring. It’s the perfect ring.” you smile, gently moving your fingers against his.

“Don’t you mean it’s the Pickett ring?” he says with a smile.

fauxmoon22  asked:

hey! new im a new tumbler user but i loooove your blog, its so fun. and i love mystic messenger so even better. for valentines would you consider writing about how the guys ( seven, jumin,zen, yoosung ) have planed the "perfect" valentines date ( in their own style)but things keep going sooo wrong its funny, but mc can see they're trying so hard and convinces them that its perfect by just spending the day with them? they could be a couple already or a first formal date hope you like the idea!

Thank you for your request, you’re so cute *v* i really hope you like it!

Yoosung

  • Mc will love this cake ;)
  • He made it with a lot of love!
  • Oh, but he needs to organize this place too, let’s see…
  • Candles are always something romantic, doesn’t it?
  • Why doesn’t this light up? Why this is hard?!
  • When he finally did it, he’s just smiling
  • “Done ;)" 
  • But he forgot the tablecloth…
  • Ok, no need to be nervous…Let’s just take the supporter of the candle gently…
  • SHIT, the fire went out
  • Not this again T-T, so he yeah, it was some time before he could light this up again.
  • Everything is perfect!

  • Wait…How many minutes he’s here…?
  • THE CAKE!
  • Ok, when he was going to take the cake off the oven, he forgot the gloves
  • The cake is on the ground now…Yoosung is crying.
  • You came home earlier to see this scene when he sees you his eyes widened
  • "No…! Don’t see this disaster…Oh no no no, worst boyfriend ever!”
  • You laugh and then you give him a hug “It’s alright Yoosung…Don’t cry!”
  • He looks at you, with his puppy eyes “I want to do something special…”
  • You smiled, so cute!
  • And then you got closer “Being with you is already something special”
  • His eyes are so bright now, and he’s blushing…After a while, he gives you one wide smile.
  • Both of you will go see some movie, a romantic one!
  • But hey, Yoosung is already thinking about next year…Those candles will not beat him again!

Zen

  • Ok, first things first, he pick a big sack of petals that he was keeping hidden for all this moment
  • He’ll put all these petals in bed, romantic right?
  • You’ll be so surprised! It’s going to be so great! This will be one unforgettable Valentine’s Day!
  • So he did it, he fills the bed with those petals, he’s with such a wide smile on his face while he’s doing that
  • Just to think about…Calm down beast!
  • When he opened the door to go to the living room, he noticed that the bedroom window was open!
  • It was like a slow-motion scene in a movie, he was screaming “Nooooo”  while he was running to the window…
  • But the worst happened, a strong wind came and made the petals fly…
  • And because he let the door to the living room open…The petals are in the living room now too.
  • It’s just a big mess!
  • He ran to the living room to pick those petals before they go to the bathroom, kitchen, he doesn’t know!
  • But then he sees you in the door…You were out to buy something to one special dinner…But you came home you early!
  • “MC?! Why are you here so early?!”
  • “…The market was closed…” You look at all this mess “What happened…?" 
  • "A DISASTER!” He said sighing, you can see he’s so frustrated, you know how he is always waiting for Valentine’s Day, he’s the romantic type of guy.
  • “Hey” You got closer to him, putting your hand under his chin, making him look at you “You’re here, i’m here too, this is all we need to have the best Valentine’s ever” you smiled.
  • He smiles too.
  • He understands with that simple quote that what matter is not what he does…What matter is that you’re with him.
  • And you’re not going to leave this house today anymore, let’s just say that.

Jumin

  • Last year you said to Jumin that something meaning is better than anything money can buy.
  • So instead of going to a restaurant or something, he’ll cook something for you.
  • But Jumin’s so confident today, he can make you pancakes, so this recipe will be easy!
  • Everything goes wrong.
  • His first attempt, the food got burnt.
  • His second attempt, the food was raw.
  • In his third attempt…What has happened here? Is this food?! Or he created a monster?
  • He’s so pissed off right now, he’ll call some help, you’ll never know!
  • But you got home too early…You weren’t supposed to be here, Driver Kim should make you wait even more in the shopping!
  • WHY
  • Your eyes widened when you see the mess…Oh god, even the couch is dirty with food.
  • You see a dress in the couch, it’s dirtied too.
  • Jumin saw this too, he’ll die.
  • “Oh no…The dress…!” He runs to it, picking it up, he look at you, “MC…I’m sorry, i’ll make up to you, i’ll but anything you want, we can go on a trip or some—”
  • You cut him out, with a laugh.
  • This is too funny, and he’s too cute like that!
  • You pick an apron, putting it, and then you just smile looking at him “Let’s do this together!”
  • Jumin froze, just looking at you…After that, he just gives you a genuine smile.
  • “Yes, my love…”

707

  • He’s creating another robot for you, this time a robot of him.
  • Now he’s just recording something, so when you press a button, you’ll listen to it!
  • “MC…I love you” He smiles, and when he recorded the press the button…Nothing.
  • And then he tries and tries, again and again, his sweet “i love you” is angry and stressed, “i love you”.
  • Until he has enough of it “Go to hell, stupid thing!” He sighs, throwing that on the couch. 
  • And then he realizes…The place is a mess, you’re used to it…You know, see all those metal bits on the floor, but today is supposed to be a good day!
  • He looks at the window…Well, at least you guys can see the stars ;D
  • It starts to rain, what the hell!
  • DAMN IT! He screamed, and this woke up, you get out of the bedroom and walk toward him “Saeyoung…?What’s the matter?” He widened his eyes, oh shit, he didn’t think about a solution yet!
  • “Oh, hi MC…!” Stay calm…Act normally….Smiles…Smiles…
  • “What happened here?” You ask laughing “Oh, nothing MC, i was just…DON’T TOUCH THAT!”
  • You were picking up the robot “Why not…?It spits fire?! But it looks like you, it’s cute!”
  • “This doesn’t work…I couldn’t make it talk” He sights walking towards you.
  • “Really?” You push the button and then you listen Saeyoung’s voice “GO TO HELL, STUPID THING” Your eyes and Saeyoung’s eyes widened 
  • “MC THAT WASN’T SUPPOSE TO BE FOR YOU, IT WAS FOR THIS DAMN ROBOT!” You laugh.
  • He sighs, this Valentine’s Day got out of control.
  • “Hey, we can try to make another one…Together, come on, teach me!”
  • He never thought you were interested in this… Oh, you actually want to spend some time with him? Trying to make him happy?
  • While he was thinking, you pick his glasses from his face putting on your face now “NOW I FEEL LIKE I CAN DO ANYTHING!!”
  • He laughs, while you laugh with him and then he picks your hand, dragging you to the bedroom “What are you going Seven?”
  • “I’LL SHOW YOU SOME STARS!”
BTS reacing to their S/O having to hug something to fall asleep

Requested by; anon

Hey can i have a reaction of bts where you would always have to hug something so you can go to sleep?

Jin

“You could just use me as your pillow instead of your stuffed animals or your huge pillow. Come here; let’s sleep together.”

Suga

“Only now I realise that you always hug something, you’re adorable. C’mon; I’ll be hugging you back now, you need to sleep.”

J-Hope

“Really!? That’s so cute! Take one of my hoodies, I’ll join you later so you can cling onto me!”

Rapmonster

“Good; we can be clingy together, I like hugs and I love you so that’s a perfect combination, isn’t it?”

Jimin

“Seriously, can you get any cuter than you already are? Want me to be the big spoon or the little spoon?”

Taehyung

“Here; have these stuffed animals, then you’re kind of my stuffed animal because I’m the big spoon and I’m not letting you claim my name!”

Jungkook

“Come~, let’s cuddle then shall we? Don’t look at me like that; I love cuddles, okay? As long as I’m the big spoon, I’m good.”

Wedding Day

Summary: The day of Ian and Mickey’s wedding.

Word Count: 2159

Notes: Loved this request!


It was the morning of the wedding, and Ian and Mickey were happier than ever. They had just had the best morning sex ever so they were both practically glowing as they walked down the steps of the Gallagher house. Fiona insisted that they slept there for the night because she wanted to make sure that everything was perfect for the wedding. She could not have the two of them mess something up.

When the couple got into the kitchen, Debbie started to fake gag. “How many times do you guys fuck throughout the night? I can fucking smell it,” she rolled her eyes as Mickey gave her the middle finger.

Fiona stood up abruptly with a big smile on her face. “You’re getting married!” She ran over and hugged them– Ian hugged back, Mickey just sort of stood there. Hugging anyone other than Ian (and his sister) felt so strange to him– luckily the Gallagher family had never gotten offended by his lack of showing affection. Once the eldest Gallagher sibling had let go of the embrace, she watched as their enthusiastic and nervous eyes went from her to each other.

“We’re getting fucking married today,” Ian giggled in disbelief as he pulled Mickey in for a chaste kiss. After all these years, they were finally promising to spend their lives together.

Taking everyone’s attention from the two of them, the backdoor opened to Mandy. She looked different and beautiful as could be– her hair was lighter than ever, and she calmed down on wearing such heavy eye makeup. “Hi, assholes,” she smiled before dropping her suitcase and running to greet her brother and best friend. She hugged each of them tightly and placed a quick kiss on Ian’s lips.

“What the fuck, bitch?” Mickey scowled at his sister for kissing his soon-to-be husband.

Ian shook his head and wiped the girls lipstick off his lips. “What? I felt like kissing my boyfriend one last time,” she jokes. Ian ruffled her hair and pulled her in for another hug.

“I missed you, Mands,” he said in a warm tone. “Everything been okay?”

She nods. “Everything’s been great,” the Milkovich girl responds. “Enough of me, you guys are getting fucking hitched today!” She beams as the two standing in front of her smile. It’s nice seeing Mickey genuinely fucking happy for once. When she hears an excited shriek come from behind her, she turns around to hug Fiona, Debbie, Carl, and Liam. “Can you guys fuckin’ believe these two?”

“It’s fucking awesome,” Carl smirks. He’s proud of his brother for being able to keep such a strong hold on a Milkovich because no one’s ever done that before.

Suddenly Lip walks down the stairs. It looks like he’s still half asleep but once he’s eyes set on Mandy, he gasps and freezes in his spot. When his ex girlfriend gives his a soft grin, he relaxes and walks farther down the stairs and into the kitchen. He walks over to his redhead brother and squeezes his shoulder. “You excited, man?”

Ian vigorously nods. “Fuck yes. We’ve went through enough shit to finally get here. We’re so close to the finish line now.” He kisses Mickey’s head.

Fiona smiles at her brother and then turns her head to the side to see the time. “Oh, shit! We gotta get ready!” Everyone then proceeds to finish their breakfast before rushing to get dressed and prepared.

* * *

Surprisingly, in their previous search to find someone to marry Ian and Mickey, the Gallaghers found out that many of the regulars at the Alibi were ordained, but they chose Kermit to do the job. He seemed to be the least likely to ruin the whole thing.

As Kermit was waiting at the front of the VFW for his two grooms, he heard the wedding bells chime. Everyone excitedly shifted in their seats. Because no one really knew how this wedding would work, Ian and Mickey decided to walk out at the same time and meet in front of Kermit.

When the men locked eyes, the happy sounds of the attendees were suddenly drowned out, and it was only them. This is happening. This is real. Ian’s heart was pounding so hard that he could hear it, and Mickey’s hands were profusely sweating.

Once close enough, the redhead reached out and grabbed Mickey’s clammy hands. He felt as if he couldn’t wipe the grin of his face so he didn’t even try to. The affection and joy in Mickey’s eyes were making Ian’s heart melt.

Kermit then began, and after saying “I do” a few times, it was time for their vows. “I, Ian Clayton Gallagher, take you Mikhailo Aleksander Milkovich, to be my lawfully wedded husband in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad times, and in joy as well as sorrow.” Ian chuckled as he started his vows in a traditional form. “I promise to love you through the crazy shit we have yet to face. I promise to never leave you again. I promise to be my best for you. I promise to laugh with you, cry with you, fight with you, love you, and cherish you until death do us part,” he says and holds back the tears that are welling in his eyes.

Mickey smiled and cleared his throat before speaking. It was hard to him to describe his feelings in front of this many people, so he steadied his gaze on Ian and kept his focus there. “I, Mikhailo Aleksander Milkovich, take you Ian Gallagher to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold from this day forward, in sickness and in health,” he smirks and he thinks of all the times he’s taken care of Ian whenever he’d been hit with a bipolar episode. He started again, “in good times and in bad times. I promise to never let you go. I promise to never give up no matter what shit is thrown at us next– we’ve made it this far.  I promise to always take care of you, protect you, fight for you, hold you, love you, and cherish you.” He speaks in the most sincere tone anyone has ever heard. “And I fucking mean that,” he adds with a smirk.

They exchange rings then and Kermit grins at them both before saying his final words. “By the power vested in me by the state of Chicago, I now present you husband and husband! You may kiss your groom,” he starts to clap before their lips even connect. While they are in the middle of their kiss, Kermit raises his arms triumphantly. “I present to you the newly married couple, Ian Gallagher-Milkovich and Mickey Gallagher-Milkovich!” Everyone erupts into a loud cheer.

Ian laughs into Mickey’s mouth, but then proceeds to kiss him harder. They’ve never kissed with so much love in front of an audience like this, but they were thrilled about it. When they separated, they rested their foreheads against the each other. “We fucking did it,” Ian giggled.

Mickey nodded proudly. It was hard to believe that they’ve came this far. “I love you.”

“I love you too, husband,” Ian smiled and pecked Mickey on the lips.

Grabbing each other’s hands, they then proceed to walk down the aisle while everyone shouted and clapped for them, but obviously those plans we changed. Fiona and Debbie launched themselves out of their seats to gather their brother and his new husband in a hug. When the girls let go, the newlyweds were suddenly embraced by Mickey’s Iggy and Mandy, which was a huge fucking surprise because it was rare for the Milkovich family to show such affection. Once everyone backed off, it was time for the reception.

* * *

As everyone crowded into the Alibi the music begins to blare. Everyone gets their drinks and starts dancing, but Ian and Mickey hold back. Ever since Ian’s been on his meds, Mickey’s cut back on the alcohol because he doesn’t want Ian to go through it alone.

When everyone was congratulating them, Mickey started to notice that Ian seemed to be growing impatient. Once everyone cleared out from around them, Mickey cocked an eyebrow at his husband and Ian instantly grabbed his shirt and pulled him forward. “Need to taste you,” Ian whispered in Mickey’s ear and started dragging him towards the bathroom.

Mickey’s dick hardened the second those words came out of his husbands month. He’s been wanting for Ian to jump on him since they were getting ready for the wedding.

Ian smirked when he saw Mickey’s needy expression on his face. He locked the doors and sunk down to his knees. He couldn’t deny that the sight of his husband made his own dick twitch, but right now he needed to take care of Mickey.

As he unzipped Mickey’s pants, he grinned at the boner he had exposed. “So fuckin’ hot,” Ian said as he stroked his cock.

Ian had barely even begun and Mickey was already trembling in the knees. He knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to last long, but that was probably for the better. He tried to keep his eyes focus on his husband.

“What do you want me to do, Mick?” Ian teased.

Mickey let out a lustful sound. “Fuckin’ suck me off!”

With that Ian wrapped his mouth around Mickey’s dick and began bobbing his head up and down. His hand wrapped around the part of Mickey’s cock that Ian couldn’t fit into his mouth. He was doing all the right things with his tongue, causing Mickey to let out sexiest moans that Ian has ever heard. He was pretty sure these sounds alone were enough to make him jizz in his pants.

Ian seductively looked up through his eyelashes. He could see that Mickey was about to cum just from the look on his face– which was fucking hot. “Gonna cum,” Mickey panted. The redhead nodded and prepared himself to swallow. A few moments later, Mickey’s cum shot down Ian’s throat. When he finished, he licked up and down his husbands dick one last time, making sure he didn’t miss anything.

Once completely done, he pulled Mickey’s pants up for him and zipped him up. “Better repay me later,” he joked and kissed him.

“You know I will,” Mickey reassured him. His placed one last kiss on Ian’s lips before the walked back out into the crowd.

As they unlocked the door and made their way out of the restroom, Iggy yelled, “Hey! They’re back!” Ian laughed and Mickey blushed.

“Horny fuckers,” Fiona said to them with a laugh. “Time to make a speech.”

Mickey’s eyebrows shot up. “I have to make a fucking speech?” Publicly speaking was never his strong suit, and the only time it was was when he was making a scene to get his point across.

“Yes, Mickey, we’re making a speech,” Ian tells him happily. Ian grabbed Iggy’s beer and tapped the glass with a fork to get everyone’s attention. He smiled, grabbed Mickey’s hand, and began. “When I was fifteen I made the crazy decision to go after Mickey Milkovich, and instead of him beating the shit out of me, we fucked. Ever since that day I have been so hooked on this asshole. We’ve been through so much– way too much, but we’re still here and stronger than ever. Eleven years ago I wouldn’t never believe that this is where we’d end up, but I’m so fuck happy that we’ve gotten here. I love you, Mick.” He kisses Mickey’s head as everyone clapped.

Mickey took a deep breath and got ready to talk. When Ian saw Mickey’s leg tapping, he grabbed his cheek. “Hey, talk to me.” Mickey nods.

“I tried so fucking hard to hate you when he first started hooking up, but you were like a drug or some shit– I never wanted to want you, but I kept coming back for more. When you left that first time is when I accepted how much I loved you– that’s when I stopped fighting it. After all the shit– Terry, Frank, Svetlana,” he pauses and looks at her apologetically and she smiles at him, then begins again, “juvie, fucking Boystown, the Army, your bipolar disorder, that bitch Sammi, the list goes on forever– I’ll always be here for you. I fucking love you,” he said sincerely. Ian smiles so wide that his mouth hurt.  

Everyone erupted in a big cheer. Fiona had tears welling in her eyes while Lip went to go hug his brother. The Gallaghers told the newly weds how proud they were of them while the Milkovich cousins and siblings shook their hands and offered them a two month supply of weed– Ian accepted it because he knew that was their way of showing their love. Ian and Mickey along with their families have finally crossed the finish line, they’ve overcome so much and nothing could stop them now.

Cockles, jibcon

I’m reading some many theories about cockles in these last days. There are people who are saying Misha was mad at Jensen during jibcon, others who are implying they had a fight. Personally I wish tell you my personal view. I think Jensen has had that particular behavior during this con because he wanted to cheer up Misha too. I don’t think Jensen was really that drunk during panels but he was happily tipsy. Jensen always cares so much about Misha but, in last weekend, I found him more polite and caring towards him. How if he knew something was wrong. After the famous dinner, he came up to Misha and they started hugging a little bit and we know how much Jensen doesn’t like the pysical contact. ( My friends were there so I’m sure at 100 % )
Jensen, during his solo panel or J2 panel, if I’m not wrong, he shaded the show. He said the actors didn’t receive the right credit or smth. Plus Jensen wanted this season to end with 22 episode. ( In his opinion, it was the perfect finale ). A girl, during cockles op, talked to him about finale and she said he looked sad when she mentioned it.
Probably he doesn’t like the last episode for some reasons. Plus, during cockles ops, Jensen tried to made him laugh or a physical contact.
I have the feelings Misha started feeling ugly or too old. Because, If I’m not wrong, he read some tweets where some people said he was too old for playing an angel. Then I don’t know if people noticed that, but Misha didn’t want photographer to take pics of him during panels. I’m sad about that because Misha is really a beautiful man. Inside and out.
In conclusion, anyway, believe Jensen loves Misha so much and he just wanted to help him.
Maybe I’m wrong and I’m delusional but these are my thoughts.

Music Series: Perfect by Selena Gomez

Selena Gomez is another singer that, although I like songs I’ve heard of hers, I don’t know her music very well. I tend to listen to more male singers, groups, and bands than I do female for some reason, unless I find a female singer I just adore, i.e., Adele, Norah Jones, frickin’ Beyonce…

After reading the lyrics, I felt like it was kind of a perverted way for the singer to look at the situation. I mean, what the hell? The boy cheated on you, girl! And you’re wishing you were more like her because you think then he would want only you? You want to know how she touches your man so you can do it the same way? Dear God, what’s happening with women these days….

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If I Fall For You

TITLE: If I Fall For You

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 6 of 8

AUTHOR: the-resawrites

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki’s chosen bride is a beautiful Princess, a daughter of a powerful King. He visits her every week to get to know her and sometimes she visits him too. However, Loki falls in love with her Lady’s maid- a shy yet very smart, book-loving young maiden.

RATING: T–> language!

NOTES/WARNINGS: Beware of typos! Thanks for reading.

Chapter 6

A knock was at my door, it caught my attention and I knew EXACTLY who it was. I went over and opened the door, seeing Loki holding a bouquet of flowers and flashing his charming smile. It’s not gonna this time, nor will it help you.

“Ingrid,” he said softly. “I’m so happy to see you. Happy birthday, darling.” He held out the flowers.

I started at them then shot a glare at him. “When were you going to tell me about it?”

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Perfect

Summary: Can you do a stiles one based on the song perfect by ed sheeran?

Characters: Reader, Stiles Stilinski

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Word Count:690

Requested: Anon

AN: I am sorry it took so long to do this but I hope you like it anon! <3

Originally posted by itsagirlthingbae


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Baby Girl You're Just My Type (Seventeen Preference)
  • S.Coups/Seungcheol: Definitely someone girly; he's the tough, man's man, and he'd need a very feminine partner to contrast that. He seems like an ass man to me, so someone who is very bootylicious and likes to show off their ass/doesn't mind having it grabbed. He'd also probably be into a girl who is quieter or who doesn't feel pressure to talk a lot so that he can be the one to do the talking, and so that he can feel listened to, and so that the two of you can just sit in comfortable silence when you feel like it. He would love the type of girl who can wear heels all the time and not feel overdressed, but also rocks a messy bun and flannel. His type all around would be the "girl next door" to the extreme, but in a good way.
  • Jeonghan: He would like a softer type of girl. Being someone who doesn't conform to gender norms himself, he would never be opposed to dating a tomboy or someone who often bounces between ultra feminine and masculine. He just wants someone who would be easy on the eyes - someone that everyone could look at an agree is absolutely beautiful, just like him. It would also have to be someone with amazing hair, so that you could be a stand out hair power couple. As personality goes, he would enjoy who is very cute without trying. Maybe they're awkward or clumsy but this turns out very cute and he enjoys those moments to the maximum even if you get embarrassed, just for the cuteness. He would also like someone shorter than him so that he can lay his head on top of you during hugs, and he can cover you completely when spooning.
  • Joshua/Jisoo: He would want someone opposite of him. He's all shyness and blushes and giggles, so he'd need someone who's confidence and certainty and standing tall. He would love the contrast you make against him and the confidence you give him when you're together. He also loves that when he gets shy or embarrassed he can bury his face into your shoulder or hair and you'll be the one laughing with a brave face because you enjoy how cute he's being. He'd also want someone very cuddly. Because he seeks physical comfort, and he would want his partner to be very okay with that happening when he needs it. And although he might not always be completely okay with showing PDA because of how shy he is, his ideal type would also know how to use words to calm him down and make him feel good because you would be smart and linguistic like that.
  • Jun: As predictable as it sounds, Jun would like a bad girl. But not just a "bad girl", a genuinely bad, doesn't give a fuck, bad attitude kind of girl. The kind of girl that the rest of the boys and Pledis would hate and probably ask him to stop seeing. Mostly because he would like the thrill. This is the kid who 9/10 legitimately thinks he's a vampire, so if he found a girl who smoked and had dozens of piercings and tattoos and swore more than his little ears could handle, he would want to hold onto you forever. Eventually he would find out you have a whole other side, a softer side, and this would just make him melt, and then you'd never get rid of him. Because as much as fishnets and barbells are appealing, actual emotions are like the jackpot here. And he would follow you around like a lost puppy, hanging on your every word, waiting for your next move, wanting to see just how bad you could get. You just might get sick of him. But he would be a lovesick puppy because being with a bad girl is the closest he's ever really come to living on the edge.
  • Hoshi/Soonyoung: Hoshi would need someone versatile. He can go from literal puppy to walking sex monument in two seconds flat, and he needs someone who can embrace his many sides and roll with them. I can also see him falling for a plus-sized girl. Saying that he enjoys the curves more and that your gorgeous body is part of what captured his attention when the two of you first met. He'd want a girl who is very good at taking care of herself, but can also take care of him when he needs it. He can work long hours and dissolves into a child-like state, and he needs somebody there to pick up the pieces and put him back together at the end of a hard day. He might also like a girl that he has to bring out of her shell a little. Maybe you're more shy around others, around the boys, and from time to time he has to help you loosen up and he loves that about you. He loves the challenge, and he loves the reward of when he finally gets to see the same you in public that he does in private.
  • Wonwoo: He would go for one of two types of girls - he would either date the ultimate goth girl and live out his emo dreams, or he would date the softest, girliest hipster/kawaii girl and defy everyone's expectations. If he dated a goth girl, they would match perfectly in your emo appearance and attitude, and your occasional slips of undeniable cuteness and happiness. Black is the perfect color that goes with everything, so he would love seeing his girlfriend dressed in it every single day, and would delight in finding black lipstick stains on his skin and even items of his clothing. He would also love that he would get to see the cutesy and caring side of you that people never expected when they saw your harsh appearance, and he would always be right their defending you if people judged you too harshly. If he dated a super soft kawaii girl, it would a lot like the cinnamon roll meme. It appears that he could kill you, but he is, in fact, a giant cinnamon roll, and he is protecting you, a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this earth, too pure. That's what he believes and that's what he upholds. He doesn't let anyone come near you, look at you the wrong way; he doesn't even let anyone speak badly about you when you're not around. You would be his one weakness, and he would both love and hate that about being with you.
  • Woozi/Jihoon: His ideal type is definitely someone who appreciates music. Someone who can listen to his work and it's afraid to give him critical feedback about it, but also isn't afraid to tell him when it's perfect. He wouldn't mind dating someone taller than him. He might even enjoy dating someone taller than him, but continuously claim that it's just a coincidence (I mean he is only 5.3") when in reality he enjoys the bear hugs and feeling so safe all wrapped up in you. He's the type of guy to feel confident and secure enough that he doesn't need to be taller than his girlfriend. He would also want a to date a girl that he finds genuinely interesting. Whether this be because you're into the arts, or because you're athletic, he'd find something about you and then from there, he would want to learn everything about you. He'd study you like it was his job. He also might prefer a girl with coloured/pastel hair so that you could match and be ultra cute together.
  • DK/Seokmin: DK would want to date a sporty girl. He would love everything about you from the fact that you always wear ponytails to your muscle tone to your yoga pants (probably especially the yoga pants). He would watch you jogging by one day and be hooked. He'd want to know your name, everything about you, and the fact that you might not be much of a talker only baited him so much more. He would love dancing with you and trying out all the sports that you're into, even if he sucks at them. And in the rare moments that he could get you to open up, that he could get into your mind instead of the physical aspect of your being, he would feel so rewarded he would be over the moon. He would also love the times that you dressed up. Seeing you all the time in sportswear, you always looked amazing no matter what, but when you dressed up, it always shocked and amazed him, and reminded him that he was so lucky to have you.
  • Mingyu: He would probably like a really quiet, shy girl. As cheesy as it is, he would be the type of guy to dream about finding the introverted girl and sweeping her off her feet. He would probably think it's so romantic and dreamy to pick up a girl at a coffee shop or a book store and all the other boys would make fun of him because deep down he's just a sucker for John Green and Twilight. He would want to find a girl who would blush whenever you looked at him and giggle at all his jokes and used her hair to hide her face out of shyness. He'd be a sucker for a girl who had sweater paws and stared at her shoes and spent a lot of time reading or writing and liked watching old movies. He'd get weak in the knees for a girl like that.
  • The8/Minghao: I can't really pin down his ideal type. He is a puppy, but at the same time he's very mature, so I feel that he'd be very versatile when it came to girl. He mostly would probably wouldn't care what his girlfriend looked like because he believes that all girls are beautiful in their own way. But if he fell for someone, he would fall hard and fast. You would sweep him off his feet, probably within days, and he wouldn't know what hit him. He might even think he was getting the flu with how lovesick he was feeling. He wouldn't be able to get you off his mind and he would come to the undeniable conclusion - you had captured his heart. You were his ideal type.
  • Seungkwan: He'd want someone sassy. He is the king of sass, and he'd want someone who could at least try and compete with him and his sassy antics. This also means you would have to have a very good sense of humor, because even though he can be very serious, he loves his jokes. He would also need someone to help keep him calm, because he gets very tense and aggravated (especially when asked to do aegyo) and he'd need someone who knows how to calm him with words and simple touches. I also think he'd want his girlfriend to be stylish. Because, let's be honest, out of all the boys I think he'd be the one to most pay attention to what his girlfriend is wearing. So if his girlfriend has a very defined sense of self style and image, he would be very proud to be around her and show her off to everyone.
  • Vernon/Hansol: I feel like he would actually go after a very nerdy girl. On stage he's all "$wag $wag money" but he's actually just a huge dork, so I feel like a nerdy girl would be the perfect match for him. Someone who would watch anime with him and obnoxiously scream the themes, someone who would poke fun at him and not mind being mocked as well. He probably also thinks that glasses are hot, so he would embrace that in a girl. He's got plenty of confidence, he's maybe even a little cocky, so he needs someone who will knock him down a few notches and remember to keep him level headed. He would love someone who's really smart, who can teach him things, someone who's very energetic like himself, very enthusiastic about life. I also feel like he'd be very into just sitting and listening to you talk for hours about what your passionate about - whether it's TV shows, or the book you're reading, or stars - he'd just want to listen because it would give him peace and it would give him a chance to learn more about you.
  • Dino/Chan: He's the little maknae (which nobody will ever forget) so he needs somebody who will balance him. Somebody who can be funny and immature with him when the time is right, but also somebody who can be serious and talk about serious things when he needs that. I also feel that he's still uncertain - he's still young and shaping his confidence, so he needs someone who's not afraid to shower him with compliments to help him boost his confidence over time. He would also need to date someone who shares his interests (dancing, music) but can also introduce him to new ones that you can explore together and use to bond. Overall he needs someone stable. He wouldn't do well at all with someone playing with his feelings, he needs someone to be straight with him (where some of the older boys might like "the chase"). Dino would probably also like someone very girly who wears skirts and has longer hair.
  • AN: yeah so this is the obvious thing so post under kpop, right? sorry if it's kind of all over the place, i tried. i also tried to make it a little more unique than other ones i've seen and i genuinely tried to imagine what each of the boys types are. pls lemme know what you think! <3
Can I take your order?

Side note: imagine Ki wearing this outfit as a high end waiter. My friend pointed out to me that he looks like a waiter and then she gave me the idea for this so this is for you. You know who you are ;)

Pairing:

Kihyun x Fem Reader

Genre:

Smut, Waiter AU

Word count: 2,155
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I always love coming here. Whenever I had a lunch break from work or if I didn’t have prior dinner plans, I always go to this restaurant. Sure it’s pricey but it’s more than worth it just to see him. Every time I make sure I eat in his section because there’s basically no other reason I come here. (I mean I guess the food is good but there’s something else that’s not in the menu that I’d like to try…)

I was feeling rather moody because of having to work until 8:40pm without any breaks since lunch. I stormed down the pavement, wanting nothing more then to just relax and watch him walk around from table to table. I realize how weird and creepy it sounds but there’s something about him that makes me feel like no one else has ever made me feel. As I approached the door I noticed that it didn’t seem like there were many people at the restaurant. And that’s when it hit me; the restaurant closes in about 15 minutes. I decided I would chance it and just get some food and then get a to go box for it.

As I stepped into the darkly lighten lobby I saw him, Kihyun, standing behind the host podium. The second I saw him I felt my anger and frustration quickly wash away and replaced by something much more…intense. He smiled the second he saw me with a knowing look on his face like he knew exactly what I was going to say.

“Don’t you usually just wait tables??” I asked in confusion since this was the first time that I had ever seen him play the role of the host.

“Yeah technically my job is being a waiter but most of our staff leave early on Fridays. The usual spot I presume?” He asked with a small smile tugging at the corners of his beautiful lips.

“Is it okay? I know you guys close pretty soon-”

“Absolutely. I’ll just stay here after closing hours and you can take all the time you need on your meal.” He cut me off as his smile grew, showing off his unfairly perfect teeth.

“Th-thank you.” I tucked my hair behind my ear as I could feel my heart practically leap out of my chest. It was amazing how quickly he could make me feel so flustered. He’s so beautiful it’s hard to keep myself from just straight up pouncing on him. Sure he had a gorgeous face with flawless skin, but that seemed almost nothing compared to his body. His light pink pants hug his thighs and crotch in all the right places. And when he walks from table to table, the pants hug his rear so perfect that my mind can’t help but wonder what he would look like without anything on. How would he react if I-

Suddenly my thoughts were cut off by Kihyun gently shaking my shoulder. “Ground control to major (y/n)…can you hear me?” I instantly laughed at his cute reference and nodded my head. He led my to my usual table for two and pulled out the seat for me. I couldn’t help but blush at his gentleman like and unnecessary actions.

“So do you want your same order as usual or something new?” I was so tempted to answer that I wanted to order him but obviously that would be so inappropriate. I just decided to order the usual, too nervous that my clumsy mouth might let something slip.

The second my plate was set on my table I practically inhaled my food due to how hungry I was. It tasted even better then usual and I couldn’t help but let out a little moan at how good the food was. What I didn’t realize was that Kihyun heard my small moans. I took another bite and couldn’t help but softly moan again. I was so starving I just couldn’t help it. Once I finished up my meal Kihyun came back again, except he looked really nervous.

“H-how is everything?” He stuttered, sounding even more nervous then he looked. I looked up at him slightly confused and replied that everything is superb. I was confused until I looked down again to notice that his tightly fitting pants had a tent perched up in his crotch. I looked from his boner to back up at him, biting my lip as my eyes dropped back to his crotch again. My mouth began to water just thinking about having him inside of my mouth.

“Baby…if you keep biting your lip like that I won’t be able to control myself.” My eyes widened and my head instantly shot up to look at Kihyun.

Kihyun looked almost more surprised then me at what he just said and instantly slapped a hand over his mouth, looking from left to right on the floor. “I’m so s-sorry. What I meant was umm-” I cut him off by crashing my lips against his and palmed at his bulge.

His eyes tripled in size until he relaxed into the kiss, starting to whine at the friction I gave him with my palm. He cut the kiss off by throwing his head back and moaning, I couldn’t help but smirk. I pulled down the zipper of his pants and unbuttoned the one button at the top to free him of his tight pants. I slid both his pants and boxers off at the same time and watched as his member popped out. I grabbed his biceps and walked him backwards until his back hit the table of a booth. I stood between his thighs as I darted my lust filled eyes to look up at Kihyun. His face was already scrunched up in pleasure and vulnerability. I lowered my head just above his tip until I took his whole head into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around and around the tip and tried my best to get as much of my saliva on it. I could feel the table shake ever so lightly as he threw his head back, hitting his head to the table and moaning surprisingly loud. I lowered my head down onto more of his length and slowly started to bob my head up and down, taking more and more in as I went.

His moaning got more and more loud by the second, his hands slightly tugged on my hair whenever I sped up. “Fuck, baby you’re so good at this. How is it that you know just what I like??” He said in between moans, his words coated in lust.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good (y/n). I’m close babe…” My stomach tingled with butterflies at all of his pet names for me. I felt him twitch inside of my mouth and that’s when I pulled off of him completely. Ki looked up at me in confusion, his eyes full of plea and desperation.

“Have patience baby boy. If you have patience you might just get what you want.” I cooed as I crawled on top of his half naked body. I went to the pink bow he had tied around his neck and untied it.

“Sit up for me.” I ordered as he instantly shot up from laying on the table. “Good boy. Now put your hands together behind your back.” He did as he was told and I reached behind him to tie his wrists together with the ribbon.

Lightly pushing him back down on the table, I slipped my blouse over my head and tossed it to the side. I lowered my head to Kihyun’s chest and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his gorgeously chiseled chest. I planted kisses all over his chest and came up to his collarbone and neck to find his sensitive spots. Once I found some of them I started to suck on the soft skin, leaving blooming hickeys.

“Baby please, I want to cum so bad…please” Kihyun whined out. I shot him a small smirk and began to grind down on his bare member. “How’s that?”
“Sh-shit baby I want to be inside of you. Can you untie me for a bit?” I stopped my movements and cocked one of my eyebrows in confusion but untied him anyways.

The second I untied him he flipped me over and kicked off his boxers and pants from his ankles. This time he was the one smirking. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that the only thing you’ll remember is my name. Make sure you’re ready princess, because I’m not holding back.” His sudden and surprising switch turned me on even more, I could feel myself already dripping from anticipation.

He pulled down my skirt to reveal my black undergarments. He smirked at my choice of underwear. “My my what a risqué girl you are.” He mumbled as he slid my panties off. He instantly dove his fingers to my clit, rubbing his fingers in constant circles. I moaned out his name and he increased his already brutal pace on me. Hiccuped and interrupted moans left my mouth.

“You like that princess? Or do you want me to stop?” I shook my head vigorously as he continued his work. “I think you seem already pretty wet for me. Wouldn’t you agree? Is it alright if I take it further??” He asked, smoothing some stray hairs out of my face. My heart skipped a beat again for what seemed like the 300th time that night. I again nodded my head as he lined his head up with my entrance.

He suddenly thrust himself all in I groaned out in pleasure, all pain that would have been there invisible. Ki threw his head back at the feeling of my walls around his cock. He gave me a minute to adjust before puling out completely and then slamming back into me again, making me scream.

“Just like that (y/n)…scream my name. Let everyone know what a good slut you are for me and how much you like my dick.” He pounded into me more, shaking the table with his increasingly fast thrusts. His head lolled back as he moaned out my name and mumbled a few words of praise. He put his fingers back on my clit, holding nothing back just like he said, making the pleasure even more intense.

“Kihyun…fuck, I think I’m gonna cum soon.” I moaned out as he screwed his eyes shut in concentration and moaned more as I started to clench around his cock. “Me too princess. Let’s cum together okay?” I half nodded as I was so focused on how good his dick felt inside of me along with his fingers relentlessly working on my clit. I could feel him twitch inside of me again as I felt the knot in my stomach start to untangle.

“Fuck fuck fuck…baby I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum inside of you. (Y/n)!” He moaned out my name loudly as I felt his seed inside of me. He kept on thrusting and he attacked my clit more to get me to cum. Within seconds I came, screaming out his name and clutching onto his shoulders.

He pulled out of me and picked me up to lay down on the booth chair. Both of us panting for breath he managed to get out “I’ve always wanted to ask you out but 1. That’s unprofessional and 2. I was a little nervous you would think I was a creep or something.” I looked up at him with amusement in my eyes, a smile plastered on my face. “Well we can go out now right? That way when people ask us how we met we can just say it started off with a bang.” Kihyun started laughing shaking his head side to side while brushing my hair out of my face.

“Wait…won’t you get fired or something for fucking me on a booth table?”

“My dad owns this place so even if anyone did find out I probably wouldn’t get too much crap for it.” I giggled at the thought that I just got fucked on a table in a restaurant by the waiter I’ve been crushing on for months now. (What a whimsical life I lead.) “Do you want to come back to my place? We could cuddle or something…” I said winking at Ki. He nodded before walking all over the place to retrieve our clothes.

Once we were both fully clothed again Ki cleaned up the mess we made and my plate and then locked up the restaurant. Getting back to my apartment we both took our shoes off and cuddled until we feel asleep. Little did I know that this was going to be a new common routine for me and Ki.

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A/n: I haven’t written smut in a really long time so if it’s bad I’m sorry. Also I will be checking for typos later but it’s 1:30am rn so I’m gonna sleep lol

anonymous asked:

Bless your reactions, I love them so much! I was wondering if you could do an Exo reaction to their GF usually being proud of their curves but is self conscious about their stomach? Thanks and much love! 😊❤

Baekhyun: 

When he notices you being self conscious he tells you not to worry about it. “I think it makes you look cute!”

Chanyeol: 

Gives you a strong hug and reassures you that it’s not that important for him. “Don’t worry Jagi, I think you’re pretty anyway”

Chen: 

Showers you in compliments about your stomach so you’d forget about your worries. “I love you the way you are, Jagiya”

D.O: 

Your insecurity makes him slightly worried as he wants you to feel comfortable with yourself. “Remember you can always tell me if you’re feeling insecure”

Kai: 

He quickly stops you and cheers you up by saying cute things. “You’re perfect Jagi. There’s no need for you to feel this way”

Kris: 

He hugs you gently and tells you his opinion on it. “It’s one of many things I love in you, please remember that”

Lay: 

Wants to understand your point of view perfectly, so he sits you down and gently cuddles you. “Please tell me about it so I can help you somehow”

Luhan: 

Is slightly mad (not at you though) and wants to help you realize that it’s just the way you are. “You’re a beautiful person, Jagi”

Sehun: 

Your worries affect him too and he’s scared that it’ll escalate into something more. “Hey, don’t think about it, okay? Let’s go somewhere together”

Suho: 

Showers you in affection and supports you. “All people have flaws but your belly is cute and you shouldn’t worry about it”

Tao: 

It makes him sad but he still tries to boost up your mood and spends a lot of time with you. “Look how adorable you are!”

Xiumin: 

Gives you a reassuring smile and squeezes your hand. “I know how it works, Jagiya, but I also know that there’s nothing wrong with your belly”

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Nygmobblepot (drunk fluff) Please like if you want to read a second smut part!

(big thanks to @nxygmobblepot for encouraging me to write this!)

It’s nights like these that make Oswald question everything. It’s when Ed falls asleep on his couch, his wine glass half full, the bottle nearly empty. His mansion seemed even more huge and dark at night but it was slowly beginning to feel like home. Oswald looked down at the glass in his hand, his pale, slender fingers running over its rim. He wasn’t sure how Ed would describe their friendship. Their… relationship? No. Oswald had never said a word about his feelings. He planned on doing it but… Not now. The right moment would come. It sure would. But then again, there was this voice in the back of his mind, shaking him and yelling at him that this was a bad idea. He mostly tried to ignore it. No, Oswald would be brave. He would—

But the new mayor of Gotham was thrown right out of his thoughts when Ed stretched himself like a very pleased cat. His assistant’s head fell to one side. He faced Oswald with a tired expression and fluttering eyes. That in itself was enough to let him lose sight of all earlier doubts.

“You look exhausted, Ed.” Oswald smiled at him, looking a little tired himself. Sometimes his new job stole him every ounce of energy. They both had one busy day of work ahead. Oswald wasn’t even entirely sure why they were drinking in the first place.

“I must admit that this wine has rather…” Ed drew in a slow breath and carefully rose into a sitting position. He hiccuped once and a grin briefly tugged at Oswald’s lips. “…knocked me off my feet.” Ed finished and stood up. Oswald immediately shot to his feet since his friend’s posture was everything but steady. “Do you want me to bring you to your room?”

Ed looked up. His glasses nearly fell off his nose and he eventually ended up shortly pulling them off, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and index finger before putting them on again.

“That would be nice.”

And that was when he stumbled into Oswald who immediately grabbed his shoulders, their cheeks brushing, their chests meeting. Oswald’s breath hitched loudly and he immediately tried to support his best friend’s weight. Ed’s knees seemed to shake and he was desperately trying to stand upright again. Oswald knew that Ed didn’t handle his alcohol too well but this scenario was entirely new.

The sudden, heavy amount of physical contact nearly made Oswald flinch and by now there was a tender, pink shade on his cheeks. “I’m sorry.” Ed mumbled, still trying to hold on to Oswald, his shaky hand gripping the smaller man’s sleeve and clutching it. “Do you want to sit down again?” Oswald asked, his worry marking every word, his voice hoarse and unsure. He was so close. Oswald could smell the stinging scent of alcohol but he didn’t mind. Ed flopped down on the couch once more and let out a heavy sigh. “I’m going to sleep on the couch.” he mumbled and simply let himself fall into the cushions. He still had his suit on and he was wearing his glasses. Didn’t he want to get ready for bed? Oswald stood in front of the couch, clenching and unclenching his fists.

“It’s cold in here.” he said and blinked wildly, still trying to look understanding. He wouldn’t mind bringing him upstairs. Or waiting in front of the bathroom to make sure he noticed if Ed fell. “Are you sure? I could—”

“Oswald?”

The tone in Ed’s voice showed how tired he was but there was also something very… fragile in it. Oswald blinked wildly, gently shifting in his position. “Y-Yes, Ed?” There was this long, very uncomfortable moment of silence. Neither of them moved, even though Oswald’s gaze was fixed on his friend, curious and nervous about what he wanted.

“Can you…” But Ed trailed off.

Can you?

Oswald’s mind was whirring with possibilities.

Can you?

“Can I what, Edward?” Oswald asked, his voice a little sharper but not demanding or bossy. He wanted to know what Ed wanted. His heart was violently hammering in his chest. Damn it, get it together, Oswald! This whole being-in-love thing was still something he had to get used to.

Ed hiccuped anew.

“Can I lean my head against your shoulder?”

The words sounded like something from a dream, a distant reality, something that couldn’t possibly be happening. Oswald froze, his cheeks beginning to burn, his stomach fluttering. “Uh-uhm,” he stuttered, his frown deepening. Ed wanted to lean… his head against his shoulder. They had hugged before but that was frankly all physical contact their friendship involved so far. Oswald opened and closed his mouth, every part of his body telling him to sit down and take Ed in his arms, to stroke his hair, kiss his perfect li—

“Nevermind.“ Ed muttered into a cushion, already drifting off.

“No, no! Please, it’s fine.” Oswald quickly composed himself, his face still burning as he sat down beside him again. Ed straightened his back and cleared his throat a few times, softly coughing when he let the side of his head drop against Oswald’s shoulder.

For a moment there was absolute, mind numbing silence that was only interrupted by the calming sound of Ed’s breathing and Oswald trying to control his own.

Ed’s forehead nudged against Oswald’s neck, who tensed up but eventually smiled shakily, happily.

Something that we need to talk about

I see a lot of blog posts and advice columns for parents, especially new parents that concern me.

It’s not that the advice is necessarily wrong at face value but it’s the deeper implications of all the columns and what I’ve noticed as a parent.

As a parent one of the first things that happens to you is a sense that you’re supposed to be perfect and calm and reasonable at all times or else you are an abusive parent who should have your kids taken away.

I’m not saying abusive behaviour like screaming at your kids is okay, that’s why the advice seems to so sensible at first glance. What it implies though is that if you are anything less than perfect at all times then you are not a good parent and that is not actually feasible.

Being a parent is hard.

If you have an infant you are constantly sleep deprived and often the kid cries whenever you put them down but you have to put them down sometimes to do things like eat or hang up laundry and no matter how much you try at some point you will turn to your new born baby and scream “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME” before bursting into tears. (not to mention feeling like shit for having yelled at a baby)

Post-partum depression is also a major issue with this. It makes it hard to bond with your baby and can make patience and calm rare commodities. 

I spent the first two years of my kid’s life deeply depressed and suicidal. Many of the Mums I knew were on anti-depressants and trying to cope with the demands of a small baby.

The thing is this is all terribly common it’s hard, no matter how much you plan you don’t know what to expect, you are sleep deprived and trying to communicate with a creature whose only form of communication is crying and sometimes they cry for reasons like “I’m tired but am angry about it” which what do you do about that?

So you have negative thoughts about your kid. You’re mad at them for crying, you may even dislike them or even hate them at times. That doesn’t mean you’d hurt them but it does mean you can struggle.

But here’s the thing you feel this way but also feel like you can’t tell someone how you’re feeling. You can’t tell anyone you’re struggling or that you sometimes don’t like your baby without the fear that that is what means your child will be taken away from you.

I love my Kid wholeheartedly, they are a great kid, but I struggled like hell when they were an infant. As I already mentioned I spent the first two years of my kids life deeply depressed and suicidal. I used to cry every time I went to the toilet by myself because it was the only place I felt like I could.

We did tell people I was struggling and we did receive support but there was 6 months when Kiddo was either with my inlaws or the childminders while husband was at work because I was so deeply depressed I was almost catatonic. I stlll spent time with Kiddo but not as much as I wish I could have but I was too depressed to cope and my doctors understood that.

I really needed that support and I should have asked for it sooner but I had been too afraid that someone would take Kiddo away from me because I wasn’t a perfect parent 100% of the time. (and I’m glad to say Kiddo wasn’t ever taken away)

I think we tend to forget that parents are humans and are imperfect and fallible. I think rather then telling parents “Don’t ever do this even once or you are a terrible parent” I’d much rather see communities and families supporting parents more. Allowing them to ask for help, acknowledging that its hard, allowing parents to admit that their baby is kinda an asshole sometimes and not take it automatically that a negative emotion is going to have violence attached.

By making parents afraid to ask for help and bottling up everything inside because god forbid they tell someone they’re strugglng…well that helps bad things to happen.

I’m a lot better now but I have a short temper which leads to me shouting. More than half the time I’m not even angry at the person I’m shouting at, I’m angry with myself because my cognitive issues that come with Fibromyalgia and depression makes it hard for me to form sentences sometimes and I’ll end up shouting them because I’m mad I can’t get it out properly.

I’ve worked hard over the last 8 years to improve that and I have done so greatly but it could have gotten worse instead of better if I hadn’t gotten help when Kiddo was very little. 

I want a future when a mom can walk into a playgroup and say “I’m struggling to take care of my kid” and be offered support instead of judgement.  I want the struggle to like let alone love your baby when you’re tired and covered in poo to be something freely discussed and worked on between parents instead of a taboo that’s only shared in whispers and with dread.

I want mom’s to be able to cry and say things like “I would never hurt my baby but I resent them so much” and receive hugs and support through those times instead of judgement and threats. 

Every decision you make as a parent you are judged for but I wish I saw more about helping each other as parents and mothers rather then the judgement and implied “If you’re less than perfect you’re a monster” that I see so many times.

Actual abusive parents are shitlords don’t get me wrong. There is a world of difference between feeling a negative emotion and taking it out on your kid. But even if you are the nicest person in the world you’re occasionally going to lose your shit at your kid. That’s what I’m talking about, occasionally messing up as a parent. Not abuse because that is never okay.

(If you need help telling the difference:

 Abuse: is done with malice to control and have power over someone else and happens often with the abuser knowing exactly what they are doing. 

Having a bad day: Parent is sleep deprived and Kid is taking forever to put on their shoes. Parent yells at the kid to “Hurry the Hell up! Why the hell are you taking so long!?” Kid bursts into tears. Parent feels like shit and apologises. Kid calms down with a hug and forgets about it 5 minutes later. Parent spends the rest of the day thinking about what a piece of shit they are to make their kid cry. Parent does their level best to keep their anger in check in the future.)