this is super ugly but i had no inspiration for this day at all


Sketchy Behavior | Hellen Jo 

Never afraid to speak and/or draw her mind, Los Angeles based artist and illustrator, Hellen Jo and her characters can be described as rough, vulgar, tough, jaded, powerful, bratty and bad-ass - AKA her own brand of femininity. Known for her comic Jin & Jam, and her work as an illustrator and storyboard artist for shows such as Steven Universe and Regular Show, Hellen’s rebellious, and sometimes grotesque artwork and illustrations are redefining Asian American women and women of color in comics. In fact, that’s why Hellen Jo was a must-interviewee for our latest Sketchy Behavior where we talk to her about her love of comics and zines, her antiheroines, and redefining what Asian American women identity is or can be; and what her ultimate dream project realized would be.  

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anonymous asked:

Hey it's the Disney anon! Yeah I meant sort of live action BATB cause I love the Bucky fic you did😊 So if it's something you'd be happy to write for can I request a reader x gaston fic where they grew up together and she is in love with him but is convinced it isn't mutual & that he deserves better so doesn't tell him. Another guy asks her out & she accepts cause she thinks she should move on if gaston will never love her. But Gaston actually gets super jealous/possessive. Hope it's ok thanks❤

Pairing: Gaston x Reader
Fandom: Disney ; Beauty and the Beast (2017)
Warnings: /

A/N: asdfghjkl, I’m so glad you send me this request, I literally grinned so hard when I got it! I don’t normally post two things a day, but I literally had the easiest time writing this. This prompt gave me so much inspiration that I just typed it in one go and I’m actually quite happy with how it turned out. I hope you like it as well and if you have any other gaston x reader request please send them my way. I LOVE writing for him and the reader. (added Gaston to my fandoms list)


“You’re staring again,” LeFou, who had seemingly sneaked up on you, whispered.

You blinked a few times to break the spell you were under before and turned around, wanting to convince him that, no, you weren’t staring at Gaston like a fool in love. 

But the look he threw you was enough to know that it wouldn’t work on him.

“It’s not like I don’t understand. And I’m certainly not the one to judge you,” he winked at you and you had to laugh a little. “But what I don’t understand is why you don’t tell him. You’ve known each other for so long..”

“Oh LeFou. If only it were so easy. Look at him..-” he was currently chasing Belle again. “He doesn’t feel the same and I doubt he ever will. He needs a woman who cooks for him and plays the good wife. You and me both know that I’m not that kind of woman.”

“Neither is Belle! Which is why he fancies her! So what makes you different?”

“I’m a huntress, LeFou. Belle and me are completely the opposite of each other. If she’s his type then I’m most certainly not.”

“She’s beautiful. That’s why she’s his type. And do I need to remind you of your beauty?”

You sighed and turned around to face your friend, smiling a little, then hugging him.

In the meantime, Gaston gave up for today in chasing Belle and approached the two of you.

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Self-Critical (Poly!Hamilsquad x Fem!Reader)

(So I’ve been having a super horrible last few weeks. I’ve been really unhappy with myself, physically and mentally and emotionally. Drama in my love life was making it hard for me to get inspired to write anything. So I tried to channel what I was feeling into this fic. I hope anyone who feels this way overcomes it and realizes how unique and special and beautiful you are. Love yourself, because you deserve it. It isn’t as long as the other two, but I hope you all understand. I’m getting back into it slowly and I’ll try to post something at least once a week.

This fic is SFW!

triggers: self-depreciation/insults/body-shaming 

I hope you all enjoy and I hope this makes at least one other person feel better about themselves.) 

The morning had been spent in front of the mirror. You didn’t have class today, but the boys still had to go to work. You’d woken up alone to the sound of rain drizzling on the window just next to your bed. It was cold and you felt more lonely than you had in a while to be laying in your vast bed with none of your boyfriends beside you.

Lately, you’d been hyper critics of your appearance, specifically your weight. You were silent about it for the most part, but you found it harder and harder to accept the way you looked when you had beauties like your best friends, the Schuyler Sisters to compare yourself to.

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red umbrella

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

in which it’s raining again.

genre: angst (with a very, very slight mention of sex)

― yoongi x reader

a/n: inspired by soyou and baekhyun’s rain and kikwang of beast/lee da in’s drama twenty

    HE STILL REMEMBERS. Everything―like it all happened yesterday. He remembers seeing you shiver in the cold rain with your red umbrella. He remembers how especially vibrant the red was compared to the gloomy monotonous bus station. He remembers how much he thought that umbrella was an eyesore. He remembers how you offered to share that ugly umbrella with him after seeing that nothing was protecting him except his flimsy black, black hoodie. He remembers how, even though he could only see you through the raindrops in his eyelashes, you were stunning. You leaned against him subconsciously to warm yourself, taking no notice of how his heart skipped a beat and how he closed his eyes, drinking in the moment as if it were his lifeline.

He was in love.

He is in love.

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SQ Meta: August Is Emma’s Gay Guide

It sounds wild ok but hear me out 

My interest was piqued when August was brought back into the plot after so much time without him. It’s easy to forget that he is the only person who was with Emma in Storybrooke from the very beginning–the one who took her through the wardrobe. So I spent some time understanding his role in Emma’s story and also elaborated on the inexorable connection between fate and belief throughout the show. There are a few different points here so I hope my argument flows somewhat logically haha

August Is Emma’s Gay Guide: The Two Wardrobes 

First, to just prove my point about August as a gay guide, I’ll go over the meaning of the wardrobes… because wtf are they about unless it’s a coming out metaphor right

1. August’s father built the wardrobe (closet) that baby Emma is put into by her parents. She traveled from her home to a strange new realm called Internalized Homophobia Earth. Through the seasons, we get to see her character development.

2. Then in 6x11, Emma asks Wish!August to build her a new wardrobe so she can travel from a strange land (the epitome of homophobia–where she is her parents’ perfect princess) to her self-made home (Storybrooke–where she is learning to accept herself).

August Is Emma’s Conscience 

Not only is August Emma’s gay guide, he also represents her conscience–the force that guides her to make right decisions for herself. Whenever Emma wandered from her fate, whether as a child or an adult, it was always August who put her back on track. Though he left Emma as a baby, he said that he still “kept tabs on [her]” (6x11), and there are two instances in her life where we see this occur:

1. In 6x11, young Emma had run away from her group home and was living on the streets. August is the one who inspires her to find her path again. He gave her his interpretation of the Ugly Duckling story, saying “if we believe in something strongly enough, we all have the power to change our fate.” This establishes an important connection between belief and fate

2. The next time August appears in Emma’s timeline, he is convincing Neal to abandon Emma in order to set her back on her destined path to be the savior. I’ll bring this up again later.

With these 2 examples, we can put together a picture of what exactly the meaning of “fate” is on this show. While August is encouraging Emma to change her fate of being an “ugly duckling,” he is also directing her towards the specific destiny of becoming the savior. So the writers’ message is that people can have multiple fates. The one we end up with depends on the choices we make, but some fates may be better for us than others. Much like real life, we are all dealt a hand of cards, but what matters in the end is how we play them.

So, with the end of the six-season arc approaching, this famous exchange from 1x20 is super important and I see two meanings in it. 

Emma: “How does this story end?”

August: “With you believing.”

Meaning #1: Emma’s pursuit to beat her fate of dying will be accomplished by simply believing in herself. The Ugly Duckling → Swan journey will finally be complete! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Meaning #2: Correct me if I’m wrong (seriously, please do), but I don’t recall a time where Emma explicitly expressed belief in KiIIian. However…there was a big moment in the finale of Season 5 where Emma says these exact words to none other than Regina Mills:

I mentioned earlier how destiny and belief are intimately connected, right? So it’s not hard to see the significance: Regina is a part of her destiny–her right destiny–and now she just needs to choose to pursue it.

August and Hook Are Antagonists

The scene in the Wish!AU where we meet Old H00k holds much more meaning than I originally gave it credit for. So lets dive into this.

Background: Emma and August have just found the magic tree that they need to make the wardrobe, and Emma’s telling him about her destiny to die. As she holds Gideon’s sword in her hand, she says, “this sword… this is what will finish me.”

Immediately after this statement, we see a sword being held to August’s throat.

Remember, August is representing 1) Emma’s sexual journey and 2) her conscience which guides her on the right path. Thus, H00k himself is being shown here as the “sword that will finish” Emma, if she does not choose to change her fate of marrying him.

I love that this is portrayed comically. Wish H00k proclaims that he is “rescuing” Princess Emma; but as we know, what he’s really doing is preventing her from building the wardrobe (closet) that she needs to escape. In present day Storybrooke, the real H00k wants Emma to believe that he is her happy ending…he prevents her from coming out as queer; prevents her from pursuing her destiny with Regina; and also prevents her from pursuing her savior destiny–which was shown by him holding onto the shears (remember the dead look in Emma’s eyes when she hugged him after he apologized for it? Yeah, this is why).

Moving on… just as August directed Emma away from Neal early on in her life, August is now being used to guide Emma away from H00k – her two big male love interests. An important example of their antagonism was when August gave H00k those storybook pages showing that he killed Emma’s grandfather. It caused a lot of… what would you call it? Distrust, unbelief?? between Emma and H00k.

To wrap up, it is absolutely not a coincidence that this Wish!AU scene occurred in the same episode where Emma says to Regina, “We make our own fate.” Emma is approaching the realization that she has control over her fate. As discussed earlier, fate is tied in with belief. It goes without saying that the right destiny for Emma to pursue is a future with someone she can believe in, and who has unwavering belief in her. 

The Ugly Duckling Metaphor 

Ahh ok this is really the cherry on top of my post. For background to the dialogue here, Emma just realized that it was August who told her the Ugly Duckling story as a child. 

August: “When you picked Swan [as your name], It made me happy. I figured it meant that you got it. That you were on your way to becoming the person you wanted to be.”

Emma: “I don’t know if I totally got it… I don’t know if I still do…. But, I think I’m on my way to believing I can make my own destiny.”

When I watched this scene, I genuinely did not understand what Emma was talking about lol. Why would she not be confident that she has fulfilled her dream of becoming a swan? She is a strong hero, a loving mother, she has family and friends by her side, she is in a soul-sucking happy relationship…what is missing from her that she is not yet the person she wants to be?

The only explanation I can think of is that this conversation, as well as the whole Ugly Duckling story (which is Emma’s journey), is a freaking giant metaphor for coming out!!!! duh right

Whew that’s all I got yo. thanks for hanging out ❤



This idea didn’t fit neatly in the post, but I thought it was worth sharing!

As we know now, Emma’s last name was born out of that conversation with August when Emma was a kid. It’s very significant that the writers held off on telling that story until just before the engagement. If the wedding were to go through, tradition holds that Emma would change her name from Swan to J0nes…. right when she’s about the complete her journey from a duckling to a swan? 

idk about you all but I think that feels like bullshit ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

So I was inspired by this post and I always love love LOVE behind the scenes stuff for TV series that people draw, so yeah! I had to do something with it. Take it and do what you want with it! *falls over*

(I guess this qualifies as an actor AU? This occupies a weird space so yeah. @ackerchou, I blame this all on you.)

  • Shiro and Zarkon are super good friends off-camera. They are always posting pictures on Twitter and other social media platforms in costume, commenting on how “today was a good day, got to beat up this dude” or “Black Lion Paladins have to stick together #vld2016”. Shiro is super notorious for biffing takes because he’ll start laughing and Zarkon is shameless in totally screwing up scenes by making him laugh with stupid faces. It happens a lot during the super serious moments.
    • Shiro is also known for fangirling over Zarkon, considering how long he’s been in the acting business and his famousness. Pretty much everyone fangirls over Zarkon.
  • Zarkon hates his outfit; he’s always tripping over it and has fallen over in a few scenes. He fell into Haggar once and they both went tumbling down off a green-screen set. Everyone was fine but his cape had to be modified so he could walk around in it.
  • Keith and Lance are that pair of actors who are super tight off-screen and do pretty much everything together. They post stupid Vines, crazy pictures, ALS challenges, cinnamon challenges and anything else you can think of. They love interacting with fans and are super shameless about fanning the klance flames; they’ll post pictures of them almost kissing or posing seductively with each other. Both of them snag pictures of each other when the other isn’t paying attention and will hack each other’s accounts to post stupid posts. They wander around a lot wearing Voltron merchandise.
  • Lance is heavy into improv; it’s gotten to the point where the writers just say “Insert Lance commentary here” because he will totally go off-script. Some of his best moments come from doing things off the top of his head.
  • At least every actor has done something like this with Hunk. He’s so big and strong that it’s hard not to give it a try. Even Zarkon did it (complete with the caption “I’ve got a leg up on your paladin”); that post went viral within minutes. He’s not only the heart and soul of the lionsquad but of the cast and crew as well.
  • Allura takes pictures of everything and with everyone. Her dressing room is filled to the brim with pictures of times on set that she snagged or selfies with the crew and cast. A lot of them are her kissing their cheeks or making duck faces. She also records her singing songs or dancing with the crew during down time and posts them online. Her favorite picture is with the original Allura actor from the 80’s who came to visit the set of the new TV series.
    • A memorable moment was during a take with her and Zarkon and they totally screwed it up. While the camera will still running, they decided to do whatever and confessed their love for each other and Zarkon ran off the set with Allura in his arms. They both jokingly commented later about how they really feel like their characters are having an affair with each other and that the entire plot line of the show should be changed.
  • Haggar is actually super young and pretty but she gets a ton of makeup and prosthetics to make her ugly and witch-like. Both she and Zarkon have the most prosthetics to put on and it takes a couple of hours to get them to look like the evillest duo of the universe.
  • A lot of wide shots are just miniature landscapes, like the Castle of Lions or the Garrison, and the cast will often take pictures next to them or act like Godzilla getting ready to stomp on them. All of them have pictures where they’re leaning up against the legs of the lions, which are really the only things that aren’t CGI of them.
  • Pidge is like Orlando Bloom where she’s forever making funny faces in the background during takes and no one notices it until the final edit. She gets bored easily and is the known prankster of the cast. She also squirrels food everywhere to eat between takes and forgets where she hid them sometimes. So when the prop guys come through and dismantle everything, they find fruit snacks, fruit, nuts, chips, and pretty much anything else you can think of.

Art School | Sophie Roach (Austin, TX)

Drawing and painting her way through an imaginative landscape of intricate and visual entanglements is Austin native, Sophie Roach.  Her artwork has endlessly covered  surfaces from– guitars, beer cans, Vans, to entire rooms.  And if that isn’t already insanely rad, her organic approach and laid back attitude make her not only incredibly humble, but also a super awesome collaborator.  While finishing up one mural and starting up new projects, we had the chance to ask Sophie a few questions about her art, her career, and her approach – from finding her voice, attacking a mural, to digging the quietude one might find as a mail person hah!  

Photographs courtesy of the artist. 

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taekook fanfic rec #1

PLEASE feel free to recommend me any of your favorite BTS fanfics (any ship), because I will read them. Also, please let me know if you liked any of the stories I recommend!

IMPORTANT: All of the fics I rec will be on a scale of 8 to 10. (8- really good, happy I read it.  9- amazing, I loved it! 10- perfect, one of my favorites. [*]= top fave)

I hope you love the stories as much as I do! As always, happy reading~

1. Dating For Dummies

Summary: in which twitter is evil, jeon jeongguk is a bit tsundere, park jimin is satan and kim taehyung may or may not have a boyfriend.

Side Couples: Yoonmin, Namjin

Length: 12k words. Oneshot.

No warnings.

AU: Non-idol

Review: THIS WAS CUTE. And funny. And omg. It was a cute read, but the characterization was a little…off? You get over it pretty quick. I enjoyed it!

My Rating: 8.5/10

2. King of the Library, Knight of His Trade

Summary: Moral of the story? Don’t fuck with Jeon Jungkook or else you’ll end up ruining your perfect attendance to chase his coattails. 

Side couples: Suga x Jin (that’s a new one for me lol)

Length: 47.4k – 20 chapters (on Asian fanfic) (no chaps on ao3)


AU: College

Review: OH. MY. GOD. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THIS PLEASE STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND READ. IT. RIGHT. NOW. Okay. Okay. I’m calm. This is probably my all-time fave Taekook fic or at least in the top 3. I stayed up till 3am to finish this amazing piece of perfection.

My Rating: 10/10

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Anyone else ever think about Supergirl having social media? Because I do.

Just a few minutes ago I was thinking about how awesome it would be if she had a Vine and posted all kinds of silly or inspirational videos and one day she posts one that goes even more viral than usual (they are all super viral because COME ON!) and it starts out with the camera on the TV. The movie ET is playing and it’s at some really emotional moment with ET and then the camera turns to Supergirl and she’s sitting there stuffing some kind of comfort food in her mouth and ugly crying. The caption on the video reads. “I feel ya, little buddy. #thisworldalienproblems #relatable #etphonehome”

✨Art Tips ✨

ok so i know a couple people who ask me how i got good(?) at drawing, or if i had any tips i could share….. so i thought id make a post about it for anybody who was wondering~


This is probably the tip people have heard the most about drawing. As cliche as it is it actually helps out a lot. I’d suggest trying to do at least one drawing per day (that’s what I do) It doesn’t matter if the drawing is super tiny or gigantic. Everything helps. You’ll get used to drawing certain shapes. It’ll become muscle memory.

Tip 2: Draw Shapes

Whenever im drawing i really enforce the shapes in the drawing before getting detailed. It’s an optional step that some artists can skip, but i always have to super sketch my way to victory. Drawing circles and ovals really really helps when drawing. For example……

Planning out your shapes instead of jumping right in and getting detailed helps out. It doesn’t matter if you’re drawing digitally or sketching on paper. If on paper don’t draw darkly. Use very very light strokes with your pencil. If drawing digitally just do this on a separate layer and make it transparent.

Tip 3: Take Breaks While Drawing

Sometimes walking away and coming back to a drawing really helps. Having your eyes glued to your screen or paper is tiring. Taking 5 minutes even helps you clear your head for a bit.

Tip 4: Ugly Phase

Please don’t give up on your art, even when you’re still making it. Every drawing goes through the ugly phase. Even really good art has that time of just looking pretty meh. Also always remember that people can’t see what the piece was supposed to loo like, so accept it as they do.

Tip 5: Constructive Criticism

If you’re unsure about your art have some of your friends or other artists give you constructive criticism. Sometimes you just need an outside eye to point out some things you could improve. (NOTE: do not get upset about criticism if you asked for it! that’s just rude since you asked for their help in the first place)

Tip 6: Draw In Different Places (Music too)

A change of scenery can help your mood while drawing. Like sometimes I draw in my room, or at school, or in my backyard. Along with helping your mood while drawing try listening to music that applies to the topic. Or use music to help inspire you.

Well! I think that’s all I really can think of….so


With the Future Trunks arc of Dragon Ball Super having reached its climax, I felt like it was time I talked about this arc and my thoughts about it and Future Trunks as a character. Because dammit, this arc had the biggest impact on me as a Dragon Ball fan since the first time I saw the Android/Cell arc.

Naturally, there are spoilers for the series here.

Future Trunks is, more than anything, a character defined by failure and an effort to make up for it.. But what Dragon Ball Super has done is bring an end to the journey this character began so many years ago, in a way that his debut arc never could. And nothing is more emblematic of that than this shot of Trunks holding his shattered sword.

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In Your Arms

A Bucky x Reader / fluff

A/N: Sorry I haven’t written much of anything lately guys. I needed a mental break. But I’m back! I hope you enjoy this, it’s super fluffy and I could use a Bucky like this right now. Let me know what you think! I love hearing from you! xo

Based on a request by @nnattyt: hey! can you possibly do a buckyxreader one where the reader is on their period and has to work late so Bucky picks her up from work and takes care of her AND JUST A WHOLE LOT OF FLUFF PLS XOXO (hope you like it!)

Word Count: 1,321

- none. maybe language.

Tags: @metallicbuck @bovaria @marvel-ash @theerinpage @sebbytrash @theerinpage @callmesweetheartifyoumeanit @matteblackvevo @james-babechanan-barnes @eyeofdionysus @jensensfreckleddick @manbunbucky @bookshelvesandteacups @lisgoe @iwillprobablybechangingthislater @lovemarvelwithmylife @obsessedwithfandoms-us @arianaamaris

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You stared at the clock looming above the soda machine, its hands ticking painfully slow. It was only 3 pm, and you had two more horrendously long hours to go, before your shift was over. Your stomach was killing you, the pressure in your legs so intense you wanted to cry. Aunt Flo had reared her ugly head and you were fucking miserable.

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min yoongi as your boyfriend

if you guys like these, feel free to request the other members! (of any of the 3 groups i write for) 

Taehyung / Hoseok / Jimin / Jungkook

Seventeen / Got7


- waking up would be interesting because sometimes he would be too far gone in his slumber but also he may be up working still on his laptop, you never know. 

- when you two are getting ready together (which doesnt happen too often) you do it in silence but he occasionally will reach out an arm and just pat your back or something when you’re brushing your teeth idk

- sometimes you dont know what to wear and yoongi is like “i got this” and picks out a bomb outfit tbh he has a really nice fashion sense and it works so well 

- you guys dont have any of the matching couple stuff but you do have identical leather jackets and they are super cute but not cheesy

- tbh both of your diets are pretty crappy because he never is home in time for a home-cooked meal so there is a lot of nights you order takeout and eat it in front of a bad crime TV show or go out to a fast food restaurant at like 2 a.m. and order a bunch of fries. its fun tho

- he’s the type of boyfriend that’s really subtle with his love. like he knows your order at almost every restaurant and he knows all your clothing sizes and such but he tends to blush when you call him out on it

- “i was not blushing, shut up”

- “yes you were, it was cute" 

- when he’s stuck on a song, he calls you to the studio since you guys live close. you’ll come in and inspire him but you dont usually go home. instead he lets you sit on his lap and 9/10 times you end up falling asleep with his headphones in as he works. it’s v cute and warm

- you really enjoy his voice but he is quiet a lot so you purposely poke at him to get a reaction and he acts annoyed, but he secretly thinks it’s adorable af

- he was a little nervous meeting your family but he pretended like he wasnt so you told your family to give him a little of a hard time at the start for a joke and they did and he was /so/ flustered but a minute later everybody was laughing and giving him hugs but he just glared at you with a murderous look

- he is really supportive and encouraging, but he doesnt push you more than needed. like if your boss is demanding you to do something you absolutely do not want to do, he’ll just be like "yah, dont do it. screw him” but when its something you just arent sure you can do, he’s always there like “there is no reason to be like that, you can do it" like honestly he is the cutest lil motivator

- when it thunderstorms and he’s at the studio he always calls you because you get a little nervous and he will sometimes rap softly or hum or narrate his day and honestly it’s the most comforting thing in the world. 

- when you convince him to cuddle with you its really relaxing because he’s warm and cool at the same time and he always knows how to make you comfortable subconsciously and you feel really safe

- kissing yoongi is hard to describe because sometimes his lips are cold and quick against yours but other times they’re hot and slow and honestly it doesn’t stop there, its different every time

- during the holidays he acts like he’s too “swag” to participate in the corny couple things but you always convince him otherwise. on halloween you always carve pumpkins together and drink apple cider but on christmas you two wear ugly sweaters and bake (terrible) cookies that you leave out over night for “santa” just for the fun of it. he pretends to hate it but he really does enjoy ever second of it

- he’s protective but in a way you dont notice like he gives a hard glare to anybody who looks at you wrong while you arent looking or making sure to walk on the outside when you guys venture out 

- and he always makes sure to stash a granola bar or crackers in your bag because you forget to eat sometimes and people wouldnt expect him to be so thoughtful, but he is  in his head a lot so he has a lot of time to think of such things

- he didnt want to introduce you to the boys for the longest time because you were his and he was secretly a little afraid that you would like the outgoing and affectionate members more than him but you assured him that you were with him and wanted to stay with him

- he wasnt quite reassured because he’s that type of person but when he introduced you to them, you always gravitated back to him which gave him peace so he didn’t have to worry anymore

- when you guys said i love you for the first time it was because you had told a really bad joke but kept giggling and yoongi was just like “you’re so cute, i love you” and then you stopped giggling and stared up at him with disbelief but quickly smiled and hugged him tightly and said i love you back and tbh yoongi was so relieved because he was so in love with you and if you werent he didnt know what to do because he had to protect his “swag” and ya know, pride

- being in a relationship with yoongi would be very calm and comforting and you both were extremely content and very much in love with the other


Summary: In which Steve loves art and you’re the muse that inspires him to draw something beautiful again.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Word Count: 1,328

@avengerstories - you’re the best editor ever and I adore you.

Originally posted by your-kylie-me

Everyone has their hobbies.

For Bruce and Tony, it’s spending time in the lab and running as many experiments as possible.

For Natasha, it’s training in the well-stocked gym and sparring with anyone confident enough to go up against her (there are rarely ever any volunteers).

For Clint, Sam, and Scott when he comes by, it’s competing to see who can pull the most pranks in a day without getting caught.

For Wanda, it’s helping Vision grow more accustomed to the world he was unwittingly brought into.

And, for Steve, it’s drawing.

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i started thinking about vixx au’s most of them are hotmess and involve drinking ken’s has mentions of blood/fights and hyuk’s is like mild nsfw idk just take them off my hands u guys  

  • au where you meet high fashion designer hakyeon at a celebration party for his debut collection because you’re one of the bartenders on duty at the club he and his friends chose. you think he’s absolutely stunning so when he orders a drink from you you accidentally end up over-pouring the cup and making an embarrassment out of yourself. his friends laugh but hakyeon just watches you and once you give him the drink you run to the other end of the bar to save face. for some reason everytime you look up you catch hakyeon from across the room illuminated by the clubs neon lights staring at you over his drink. you think he’s just probably making fun of you because of your clumsiness but like as his friends get more intoxicated and like passout in the back or wander off with girls hakyeon comes up to the bar again and asks you if you’ve ever modeled before. you sorta get nervous because wow he’s gorgeous but also you don’t know why he’s asking you that so you timidly shake your head and he slips you a card with his name on it and you’re like wait - you’re a designer??? and he’s like when i see someone beautiful im inspired and he just sorta lets his fingers linger on your wrist and he leans over the bars counter to like fix a strand of your hair before telling you to call him and he disappears into the crowd and you’re like,,,,holy frick
  • au where ken gets into a nasty fight on the streets with some drunken asshole and he’s getting his ass kicked and you’re just like walking down the street with the ice-cream you bought from the 24/7 gas station and then you see this dude like getting pummeled and you’re like i should not get involved but then u have like a conscience and so you start running towards the two fighting dudes and you scream like there’s a fire and the one beating the other one up makes a run for it or something like work with me here and you like squat down next to ken whose all bruised and bloody and he’s like “f-fire??” and you’re like “i lied, can you feel your face bro???” and he starts LAUGHINg like getting your ass kicked in the middle of the night is the funniest thing ever and you like shrug off your hoodie and let him use it to stop the blessing from his nose and he’s like “yo thanks so much” and you’re like “its chill why were you fighting that guy??” and ken just shrugs like “he said that my hair was ugly so i had to argue because like look at my hair it’s gr8″ and u touch it like yeah its soft and ken’s like im gonna get off the floor now and when he gets up ur like frick he’s tall and ok wow cute???? even with u know blood all over his face lmfao this is how u 2 meet 
  • au where leo and you work at some boring business firm but the ceo decides everyone is going to dinner and then karaoke and u and leo are like shit we wanted to go home early but ofc u have to go so like u two sit next to each other at the table at dinner and the boss is getting drunk and then before you know it everyones ordering rounds and you’re getting dizzy and leo is undoing his tie and then once u all stumble into the little karaoke place someone looked up on their phone you notice how small the room is and there’s like 20 people in this room and you have nowhere to sit and then like out OF NOwhERE leo just pulls you into his lap and ur like !!!!!! and he’s like drunk his head falls into the crook of your neck and he’s like “its loud let me stay here you’re warm” and ur like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, is drunk leo cuddly leo and u find out that yes. YES he is. bonus: the ceo sees you two and makes fun of u for being a couple the next day at work and leo gets super red in the face
  • au where you’re an extra for one of hongbin’s drama filmings and when the filming ends everyone goes out because the director is paying for chicken and like u can have chicken without beer and hongbin has ONE beer but his tolerance level is as shallow as a puddles so at the end hongbin who is tired and tipsy accidentally mistakes you for his manager because ur wearing the same jacket and he’s like “can u take me home” and you’re like “your manager is over there” but he refuses to believe you and he’s just like insisting ur his manager and he steps close and is just like its cold,,,,take me to the car,,,, and he has hazy eyes and he looks up at you like “u got a lot prettier ,,,,,,,  u know that?” and ur like oh my god im not ur manager but also hongbin just called you pretty and he’s like suddenly trying to like put his arms around you for a hug because he’s cold and whiny and ur like ok i will hug u buT I am NOT UR manaGER 
  • au where ravi is a tattoo designer and you come in tipsy with your friend giggling and your friend is like “they want a heart on their hip” and ravi is looking at you like “are you sure, you look like you’ve drank a bit” and you’re like “i AM  sober” (you’re not) and you slam down cash on the counter like “one heart tattoo” and your friend is like cheering you on and ravi is like this is a bad idea so he like carefully takes your hand and leads you to the back where he does the tattoos but while you sit in the chair he’s just like “listen, a tattoo is a lifelong thing. you don’t wanna wake up regretting it” and you’re like looking at him with a smile like “i won’t! especially if it’s a tattoo done by someone cute like you” and ravi just,,,,his heart skips a beat but he’s also sweating because he should probably talk you out of this but tbh he shows you the needle and you’re like WAIT no ….. nvm and he’s like ok thank god but ur also like can i sleep in this chair it’s comfy and i feel all tired and he’s like “i don’t think-” but ur dozing off and one) u look cute all sleepy ur mouth a little open and two) ravi is too soft to wake u up so he goes out and tells ur friend u fell asleep and he’s like ??? should i carry them out if u call a taxi and the friends like good idea and u know he comes back and sorta shyly like hoists you up into his arms and ok wow ur so pretty close up but he’s like can’t think about that as he walks out with u and tbh this friend in this au is me and im taking a photo secretly of him holding u like that so when u sober up i can be like u should go back to see this cute tattoo artist look yall look so cute im a little shit what can i say
  • au where hyuk thinks playing strip poker is the best idea he’s ever had and tbh you refuse until after hyuk and u like open up a bottle of wine and from then on in you’re all for it and at first it’s funny because his shirt comes off, you take off your socks, he takes off his rings and then u like shrug off ur sweater but like the more u play the less clothes there is and hyuk is honestly competitive but at this point screw the game he just throws his cards over his shoulder knock over the bottle with the wine and like tackles u to the carpet and is like “u look hot this was the best idea ever” and ur like ok u look hot too let’s do this lmfao
Mental Hospital! Michael

Pairing: Y/N and Michael


Words: 3K

Summary: Michael is a new patient at the mental hospital which Y/N works at. Y/N looks after many patients but Michael is her new favourite.

Sorry if this offends anyone x

Originally posted by ashirtwit

Another day at the mental hospital. No I’m not crazy. I’m a nurse at the hospital, I got my nurse diploma and I look after the people in the home. It’s actually a fun job, you get to see so many people with all different things. This one time we had a man who couldn’t help but keep getting naked and run around. It was a pain as you had to hold him down and shove his pills down his throat but in the end he overcame it and I heard he’s living in LA with a beautiful wife. The mental hospital was quite a large home, we took up to 500 people and had around 95 nurses which worked different shift. My shift was all day and some night. I don’t know what it is but I love working here. I love meeting people and finding ways to entertain people and make them smile. I sometimes think I’m the only nurse that actually give a shit. The other nurse are just to strict and treat the patients like they’re un-human. I think that’s wrong, no matter what is wrong with you, you should be treated equally.

Today I was doing a one hour shift in the medic centre. Which is where all the medicine is stored. Luckily during my hour nothing usually happens as the patients have had there pills after lunch and currently it was 2pm. As nothing happens during the hour it gives me a chance to catch up on ‘Perks of being a wallflower’. It such a beautiful book. It has such a commitment to the ugly side of the truth, it ride’s with honesty and has a lot of captivating drama along the way. So far I’ve gotten half way through the book and it’s one of my favourite books. I don’t usually read but ever since I read The Fault in our stars I’ve been addicted to these sort of books. I’ve also started reading because the shift in the medical centre is usually quite boring. Luckily in the medical centre they have a window with a small window perch. Which you can sit at and the window shines in, in all different shades of orange and yellow. Usually I bring a pillow but today I forgot it. 

I went and sat on the window perch and removed my bookmark. I looked down out the window and all the patients were dressed in all white or blue and white nighties. They were all sitting on the grass outside with plenty of nurses. Even though it looked beautiful, I know that there’s still a massive spiky grey fence surrounding the area and that all of them are only aloud out for a hour a day. As the hospital management are scared that the patents will manage to escape. Which is bullshit because they’re mentally ill and can’t even count to ten let alone figure out how to escape.

I was sitting peacefully until I heard the bell for the desk ding.
I jumped and dropped my book to the floor.

“Crap I lost my page”I picked up my book and walked towards the desk whilst trying to find my page.

“Hi can I help?” I looked up to be met with the most beautiful green eyes I’ve ever seen. There was a boy at the desk, skin as white as snow, his lips were a beautiful rose colour and he had wild blue hair and a eyebrow piercing.
He was the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on. He started laughing and I shook my head.

“S-Sorry” I apologised. That’s so embarrassing he caught me staring.
“It not a problem, could I have my medicine I have the prescription here”
I looked at his clothes, of course he’s a patient and not a nurse. But there didn’t seem like there was anything wrong with the beautiful man. Shit. I can’t think he’s beautiful when he’s a patient.

“W-well you’re not actually a loud to collect your pills, your nurse has too”

“Oh…I don’t have a nurse”

“Ok hang on, I’ll look in the database and see what nurse is supposed to be assigned to you, what’s your name?”

“Michael Clifford”

As he said his name I couldn’t help but smile, it was said so smoothly and ran perfectly off the top of his tongue. I searched the name on the computer and it came up. He checked into the hospital two days ago, I looked at the nurse. Y/N. I was his nurse, that’s strange I never got a email or text saying I had gotten a new patient. 

“Well Michael it seems like I’m your nurse" 

"Oh, What’s your name?”


He smiled at me and I grabbed his medication. Since it was 3pm, Amber was here for her shift in the medic centre so I left with Michael and we walked to his room.

“So you’re new here?’


“What are you in for?”

“Depression, anger and attempt”

“I’m so sorry”

“Nothing to be worried about I’m alive aren’t I?”

“Barley in this place” he sighed and hummed along with me. We got to his room and he sat on his bed. I opened up his medication and poured him a glass of water. I passed him his pills and he tilted them back. 

“So Michael what do you do?”

“I write..songs, but its hard to get inspired in this place”

“Not even writing about being beside someone? Girlfirend? friend? family?”

“My family sent me here, my friends are in a band and yeah I miss them but they’re just friends and I don’t have a girlfriend”

“A beautiful boy like you doesn’t have a girlfriend?”

“What about you? shouldn’t you be getting home to your boyfriend?”

“No boyfriend I’m by myself”

“What? A beautiful girl like you doesn’t have a boyfriend?” he said mocking my words from earlier. I laughed at him and sat crossed legged on his bed.

“You want to hear part of a song I wrote?”

“Yes!” he passed me over his book

“Everybody’s got their demons 

Even wide awake or dreaming

I’m the one who ends up leaving

Make it okay

See a war I wanna fight it

See a match I wanna strike it

Every fire I’ve ignited

Faded to grey

But now that I’m broken

Now that you know it

Caught up in a moment

Can you see inside?'Cause I’ve got a jet black heart” 

I looked up at him and he was smiling at me

“Wow Michael, you have a amazing talent! Keep it up”

“T-thank you”

It had been 4 months since Michael had checked into the hospital and he was by far the best patient ever, he was kind, beautiful and amazing at singing. At first he was shy to sing to me but after I had sang a awful version of Michael Jacksons the way you make me feel. I had also managed to bring in my unplayed guitar to him so he could string the cords to ‘Jet Black Heart’. 

I never felt, that being around someone like Michael I could laugh so much, that I could adore one person for there many insecurities and there in perfections. Maybe I was falling for him, but theres nothing I could do about it. Yes he could get out, yes we spend most of the time here together, but being so close but so far away hurt..there was a reason he was in here although I don’t like seeing the world in that way. Even if I do love him its not like his head is in the right state of mind to feel what love is or decided what he wants. 

“Y/N! Damien wants to speak to you!”

I looked up from my book and looked at Amber she was chewing her gum and leaning on the counter top. 

“Ok look after the medicine” I said letting her into the centre 

“Will do” she yawned

I made my way to Damien’s office. Damien was the man in charge of the hospital and he are sure that everything was in check. His attitude towards the home was the same as mine. His wife was checked in here a long time ago and he spent every moment with her before she passed away. He doesn’t necessary come into the patient part of the home he stays in his office and checks on things.

I knocked on the door to his office and I heard a faint come in.

“Ah Y/N, just the gal”

“Hello Sir”

“Please call me Damien”

I walked in and took a seat.

“Now I’ve noticed a lot of things over the past 6 months, I’ve noticed how your attitude is one of the bests in the hospital and as you can see I’m getting old, I don’t have any children or and siblings so its my duty to pick someone to look after the hospital when I’m gone. So Y/N what I’m asking is would you like to become joint manager with me?”

I couldn’t say a word. I was so shocked, I didn’t realise that my work had gone noticed, I always thought he was flirting with the older nurses. 

“I can see you’re shocked”

No shit.

“I would love to Sir thank you so much”

“Great! You can start today, Your office is over there and you’ll be working on the paperwork and you can go into the canteen and garden anytime you want”

“A-And what about my patients?’

“They’ll be passed onto Amber”

My heart exploded, will I not be able to see Michael? But looking after Michael was the only part of my day I enjoyed now, I was his escape from the hospital and not going to see him could harm him. Leaving him with Amber also, its not that she’s not nice she just doesn’t care.

My promotion in the hospital could not have been better I was in charge and I made sure that the nurses treated the patents like humans. Even though I missed a few of my old patents…especially Michael.

It had been a week since I had gotten to see him, Amber had put restrictions on his door because apparently he lashed out, but knowing the Michael I knew he would never do that. I hadn’t heard any updates with him within the week and I was so worried. So tonight I had the late night shift so I could go check him and make sure he’s ok as Amber doesn’t like to speak to me about him.

I said goodbye to Amber and I walked to Michaels room. I got the key and unlocked the door. I walked on in and he wasn’t in there, he must have been in the toilet (in the room but in a blocked off bit) I walked over to his bed and his journal was lying there. I know I shouldn’t but I want to make sure he’s ok, so I opened it. I skipped to around a week ago and read what he had written.
“today has been the worst day. she’s left me. I’ve never felt like this, she makes me feel human like I mean something to the world and not some depressed kid. she’s so beautiful and I’ve lost her. it’s great she got the promotion and I know I’m being selfish but I love her. I love Y/N” I read the last line over again. He loved me. I heard the toilet door unlock and I placed his journal on the bed. I stood up and sorted out my skirt.

“Hey” Michael whispered as he walked over to me

“How have you been Michael?”

He looked at me with glossy eyes and blinked away the tears 

“I’ve never felt so empty, Ambers not the same as you, she treats me like I’m a dog” I walked over to him and hugged him

“She shoves the pills down and leaves, she doesn’t read me stories, she doesn’t help me write songs and she never talks to me” he sobbed into my shirt.

“She’s not you” he said whilst leaning his head on mine.

I wiped away his tears and left my hands on his cheeks. He looked so sad and I couldn’t help it, I hated seeing him sad. I leant forward and attached his lips to mine. I heard his breath hitch as he responded to the kiss. His lips felt like heaven and he was the Angel that in no way should be in this hell hold. He detached his lips from mine and looked me in the eyes. 


“Yeah” I whispered

“I-I love you, you make me feel real”

“This is against all the rules but I couldn’t help it, I love you too”

“I promise I’ll get out of here and I can take you on a date" 

I laughed at him and reached my arms around his neck.
I kissed his cheek and slowly edged towards his lips. He crashed his lips onto mine once again. He swiped his tongue against my lips and I moaned as his tongue entered my mouth. He picked me up and placed me on the bed as he crawled over me.

I nipped on his lip and reached under his shirt and caressed his sides. He groaned and started to suck purple love bites into my neck. He sat up and removed his white shirt. He leant down and grinded into me, I wined and grabbed hold of his shoulders. His hands came under my shirt and grabbed hold of my boobs.

“Aw baby you’re boobs are so perky” I shot my eyes open and looked at him, he had a small blush on his cheeks as he removed my top. He leant down and kissed above where my bra meet’s my breasts. He squeezed them upwards and licked in between them and sucked hickeys onto them. I reached around my back and undid the clasp. I ripped it away from his grasp and he went straight into tugging on my nipples with his hands. 

“Mikey it feels so good”

I sat up in the bed and he stroked up my chest and he grasped my cheeks and kissed me hard. I reached down and pulled his sweats down revealing his white underwear. I stroked over his bulge as he pulled down my skirt. He leant back and I climbed onto of him. I ran my hands over his tattoos and his pale white arms as I grinded over his bulge. 

“Shit Y/N” he stuttered, I felt his dick twitch as I leant down and kissed his nipples. I made my way to his neck and felt where his pulse was and sucked hard. I felt him whine underneath me and he held my hips still.

“I haven’t done this in so long Im not going to last please just remove the dam boxers” he pleaded

“But Mikey” I pouted whilst grinding down on him

“Y/N I mean it, just make love to me” my heart fluttered in my stomach and he gave me a goofy smile. I removed his boxers and my panties and lined up his dick with my entrance. I sank down on him and we both let out animalistic groans. I rested the palm of my hands on his chest and bounced on his dick. It hit all the right places and I could feel it rubbing up against my walls. 

“God you look so beautiful” he moaned

He reached up and cupped my breasts the pleasure was so good I couldn’t bounce so I grinded down on him. I could feel my orgasm approaching and i grabbed hold of Michael, He brought me down to his face and kissed me. He held onto my hips and thrusted up, he hit my g-spot multiple times and I moaned into his neck.

“Mikey I’m going to cum” 

“Wait I’m nearly there” he moaned, I sat upright and bounced on top of him once again and he let out a strangled moan

“I love you so much, cum for me” I came around him as I collapsed on him. I let my breathing get back to normal and I rolled next to him and placed my hand on his chest and I nuzzled my head in his neck.

“The first moment I saw you I knew I was going to fall hard. I never thought you’d love me back, I’ve never been loved and hearing you say that…I believe you, and I’m unworthy of love so believing you is like believing pigs can fly” he whispered 

“You’re not unworthy of love because I love you more than anything”

“and I love you Y/N” we laid on the hospital bed with Michael stroking through my hair, I knew this moment wouldn’t last but for the moment this was heaven.

Playing With Fire: AU Yoongi Scenario

Based on I Need U and the prologue video they released

Prompt: Yoongi’s strange habits have always worried you. Perhaps they become an obsession.

Warnings: Character death

Genre: Angst

Word Count: ~1660




“Would you stop that already?” You snapped.

Yoongi looked up at you from across the ragged couch. His look held a bit of surprise but other than that his eyes were emotionless.

He wouldn’t stop playing with that damn lighter of his. Click on, snap shut. Over and over and over again. Honestly, you thought you were going to go crazy. The clicking ceases at least for a moment.


Silence ensues. The only thing that can be heard is the low volume of the news on the box TV and the cheap fan blowing from the corner. The room is hot and stuffy and you can see the dust in the air from the beam of light that lands across the coffee table in front of you. There are no lights on, just the late afternoon sun. You wipe the sweat of your brow before sinking lower into the dilapidated couch.




“Goddamnit, Yoongi! Put the fucking lighter away!” You stood up suddenly, the rapid movement making more sweat trickle down your face and back.

The sudden outburst was not like you but things had been tense lately. For a lot of reasons.

You were both struggling financially. Your small corporate job didn’t provide much but Yoongi’s underground rapping career gave even less. Your pay was stable but he could only bring home what he won every few weeks or months. As a result, you picked up odd jobs. Anything to bring in a little more cash. That led to you sharing a small apartment with no air conditioning and crappy furniture.

Yoongi had also been gone a lot recently. He claimed that he was ‘practicing for his own mixtape’ or he was ‘just hanging out with friends, don’t worry about it.’ Like that explained why he can home at 4am with bruised knuckles.

And the fucking lighter. He had recently picked up the habit of carting it around wherever he went. He’d click it on and let the flame wander as he watched it and then would suddenly shut it. Maybe his newly found infatuation with fire scared him as much as it did you.

You were beginning to question if this was all worth it.

You loved him. Oh god, you loved him. But tensions had slowly risen in the past few months and you began to question if this was all worth it. At what point did the physical and mental strain of everyday life out way love? You truly didn’t see a way over this mountain that was looming in front of you.

As you stood there contemplating all these things, Yoongi was gazing up at you with a strange look.

“I just… I need a minute.” You turned around and stormed off to the small bedroom you two shared.

He made no effort to follow you.

As you looked into the dirty full length mirror you thought back to all the wonderful times you’d had with Yoongi.

You two sat in the middle of the floor of the new apartment. It wasn’t much but you were both too ecstatic to mind.

A big bowl of kimchi fried rice sat between you and you were both shoving big spoonfuls of it into each other’s mouth.

At one point, his spoon completely missed your mouth and smeared kimchi juice all over your cheek.

“Oh my gosh, Min Yoongi!” You recoiled from the spoon, belly laughing. You grabbed the spoon from him and smeared it across his face as well. Eventually, this resulted in a full on food war around the kitchen.

He eventually caught up to you after you had shoved rice down the back of his shirt and grabbed you around the waist. He wasn’t thinking of the food that littered the floor and slipped down with you in his arms.

You turned around and pecked his salty and spicy cheek.

“We have to clean this all up.”

He didn’t say anything but reached up to grab a chunk of rice out of you hair and popped it in his mouth.

“Ew! You’re disgusting!” You laughed.

Looking in the filthy mirror, you felt hopeless.

What had happened to the beautiful Min Yoongi that you loved?

You laid back on the bare mattress that was placed in the middle of the room. Besides that, only a mirror and small dresser adorned the walls.

It was a blazing hot day and without air conditioning, both you and Yoongi were practically rendered useless. You turned on your side to gaze into his warm eyes and gave him a smile.

“Hi,” you whispered.

“Hi, beautiful.”

You reached out to lay a hand on his silky skin and from there drifted up to his forehead to push away the hair there. As you studied his face, a frown began to form on your mouth.

“What’s the matter, baby?” He inquired. The hand that was caressing your thigh halted as he worriedly tried to find the source of your sudden mood change.

“I don’t ever want this moment to end. Just you and me. Did we make the right choice, Yoongi? Can we do this?”

“Of course we can do this. No two people are stronger that Min Yoongi and Min Y/N!” He exclaimed.

You chuckled and fiddled with the small silver ring on your ring finger. It had been all he could afford.

“I’m serious,” you let out a sigh and playfully hit his shoulder. He pulled you closer before placing a kiss of the joint area between your neck and shoulders.

“Of course we can do it. I believe in us. It’ll be hard but I think we can do it. We both work out butts off and I’m sure it’ll be okay. Okay?”

“Okay. I love you.”

“I love you, too, my butterfly.”

Any evidence of that once loving man had virtually disappeared. The wedding band on your finger was now dirty and bent. The tough life that you had chosen was pressing down of the both of you. Maybe it was just too much.

You gazed at yourself in the mirror. Your old shirt had many stains on it and you looked thinner and sickly. Your skin was pale and the veins showed through. Your hair was long and unkempt.

Maybe this is too much.

Your eyes filled with tears and you slowly slid to the floor.

I can’t do this anymore.

You don’t know how long you stayed in the position trying to suck up the tears and return to the living room.

Your phone’s timer went off and you realized that it was time to get ready for one of your many part time jobs.

You slowly dressed, tugging on the clothes that were now too big and baggy. You cleaned your face and decided to chop off the ugly and stringy hair. It wasn’t a pretty job that you did on your hair but it was gone and out of the way.

You headed out to grab your things and say bye to your husband.




“I’m going to work now.”



“I’ll be back late so you should just find something for dinner, okay?”



“I love you.”



No ‘I love you, too, butterfly.“ No mention on your hair. Just the goddamn clicking sound.


You closed the door behind yourself.

After four long hours at work you were glad to be done but still not exactly ecstatic to go home.

As you walked home in the dark you began to see police lights near your apartment complex. You picked up your pace until you were jogging.

You came up to police tape and almost got through until and officer caught up to you and grabbed your arms.

“Ma'am, you can not go near there.”

“This is my apartment complex!” You tried to reason with him and wiggle out of his grasp.

“I’m sorry, there’s been a fire up on floor five. They aren’t letting anyone in.”

Floor five? That was your floor. You desperately glanced around but did not see Yoongi anywhere.

“My room is on floor five! My husband and I share a room. Where is he?”

He stared at you and back up to the smoke coming out of the windows.

“What was your room?”

“Why? Why does it matter? 238.”

“Maybe you should come with me, ma'am.”

You looked at him but continued to struggle.

“Why? What’s going on? Where is my husband?”

He sighed heavily before glancing around. Perhaps he wasn’t supposed to share the information with anyone but this was obviously personal.

“The fire began in that room. They’re saying it was on purpose. Suicide. There was a man’s body found.”

Your world froze. Everything stopped in place and the police officers voice began to drown out and become fuzzy.

You didn’t know when you had fallen to the ground, sobbing.

“Oh god, Yoongi. Why would you do this? How could you? You and me. It was always supposed to be you and me…”

The world became fuzzy and black around the edges right before you passed out.

A few weeks later you’re back in your parents house.

You only have a small backpack of what you’ve bought within the last number of days.

Your whole body felt numb and you couldn’t remember the last time your cheeks were dry.

“Here’s your old room, sweety. Nothing’s changed. We’ll get you some new clothes soon, okay?” Your mother patted your back before walking out.

You looked into the full length mirror in your old teenage room.

This one was clean and new looking but the girl inside the glass looked the same. Beaten down and worn. This time though there was nothing in her eyes. Not much hope that things would get better.

You pulled a lighter out of your pocket, the only thing that had survived the fire. You gave it a test and found it still lit.




Thanks for reading this rather sad scenario.

I was super super inspired by I Need U and Prologue. Plus, everyone needs a little bit of angst.

Until next time! ㅋㅋㅋ

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MORE of the things POTs say when they’re trying so hard not to pay!  (Part II)(Updates: 3/11/16, 9/8/16)

This is a follow up to my post on The things POTs say when they’re trying so hard not to pay!

 In that post, I identified eight types of “POTs” who are bad news.  It was a list of “POTs” that will NEVER treat you fairly and want only to deceive you and take advantage of you.  They are con men.   Nothing but trouble.  Radioactive. To be avoided at all costs! By identifying their tactics you can learn how to avoid them entirely and spend your time focusing on real POTs who can turn into real SDs.  That initial list consisted of the following:

The “Scientist” POT – the guy looking for “chemistry” and “compatibility” before “commitment”

The “Romantic” POT the guy who does not want an arrangement to be transactional

The “Puritan” POT – the guy who does not want to pay for sex because he’s not a John and you shouldn’t be an escort

The “Boyfriend” POT – He wants to “spoil” you, as long as that is cheaper than paying you

The “Doubting” POT – He wants to know what “he’s getting for his money”

The “Race Car Driver” POT – The “test drive” is all he’s after

The “Cautious Shopper” POT – He wants to “see the goods” first and wastes your time shamelessly, never wants to pay for the goods or your time

The “Penny Pincher” POT – The classic salt

When I finished that list, I knew that my work was not done.  I knew that I had not covered all of the “bad actors” who pollute the Sugar Bowl and hurt so many SBs.  Over the next couple of days, I continued to think about it and I am proud to provide you with a supplement to that list – four five six additional categories of men that are predators on the hunt.  And, I am also delighted that I had help with a two three four of the categories and I have provided the appropriate shout out to my collaborators!

The “Scammer” POT

The scammer is real scum. He plays to the SBs who let money cloud their judgment by making totally outlandish promises.  The naïve SB takes everything that this “older gentleman” says as the truth, and, to get that big hunk of sugar, she will literally do anything he wants.  He epitomizes the phrase “if it is too good to be true then it probably is”.  Signs to watch for:  

In his initial message, he says some shit like, “I am willing to pay 5k per month to start” or “I am willing to pay the right girl an allowance of 5k a month”.    Yeah, right!  No legitimate SD phrases an initial offer like that; that “language” is crafted by a man who has no money, but thinks he knows what you want to hear. And a lot of SBs fall for this nonsense because they let money cloud their judgment and they have on rose colored glasses, so they hear what they want to hear and see what they want to see. If you get a substantial offer like that out of the blue, carefully read the language.  Forget about how badly you want it to be true!  Analyze the message critically.  Notice the grammar, the sentence structure and ask yourself, “would a gentleman who is truly schooled in “high finance” or business say something like this?  And if your conclusion is no, drop the guy!  If you ignore him for a bit, watch how he reacts!  He’ll show his true colors soon enough!

He promises to send you 10k via wire transfer and he coyly asks for some nudes or other initial tokens of your appreciation, and in your excitement, you are too happy to comply. Off go the nudes to him, but the money never comes in to you!  Or, along the same line, he meets you in person and gives you this song and dance about all his companies, all his money, all his houses and boats and how all of it can be yours!  Before you know it, you’re drunk from the wine and his sweet words, and you agree to his suggestion that you head back to his place to “celebrate” the huge allowance that is coming your way tomorrow.  The fact that his hotel is a 2-½ star joint kinda registers in the back of your head as being an odd place for such a rich man to stay, but, by then, it’s too late!  After a good fucking (for him), he sends you packing, and you never see a dime.  

Finally, there is a sinister scammer as well.  He is the guy who is typically located in another city and flies you to him.  He promises you 10k or more for a three day weekend.  You pack your stuff, get on that plane and fly off to him.  After he picks you up at the airport and whisks you to the hotel, you realize that you are his prisoner for the next couple of days and he gets his money’s worth out of you, but you get nothing from him.  

The “Employer” POT

@blondeblogginbeeyotch is the author of this category, and I thank her for coming up with this!.  Her description of the “Employer” POT is spot on and perfect and is quoted here in full:

“There is also the POT who says he will offer you a legitimate job as their ‘Personal or Executive Assistant’. They will have you uproot yourself and move to their city and state where you know no one and have no support systems in place. They will offer you an Employment Letter guaranteeing your compensation but the trick is they will never officially sign it for you. Once you are moved in and thoroughly out of your element THAT is when they will break out their perverted real predator mask and if you refuse to do their bidding - they will ‘fire ’ you and refuse to pay you your salary aka 'allowance’.

I think this is technically sexual trafficking across state lines? This particular guy should be in prison.”

The “Inquisitor” POT

My “inspiration” for this category comes from something I saw posted by @omgwtfmia recently, and, after I read her post, I realized I had to include this in my list!   So, the “Inquisitor” is super annoying, gross and creepy.  From your first exchange, all he can do is talk about sex and he asks you endless questions about the types of sex you “are into” and will engage in with him. He wants to talk details, I mean TMI details!  And, what makes it so … gross, unpleasant and distasteful .. is that you have never met the guy and, already, he is talking in such intimate, graphic, dirty, non-sexy terms that it is making you wish that you didn’t have a vagina!  The guy is real loquacious when it comes to talking about his kinks and fantasies and how he wants to “lick your clit till you explode”, or make you choke on his huge cock etc etc ad nauseum, but he gets real quiet and unresponsive if you can keep from barfing long enough to ask him what he intends to pay as an allowance for this freak show.  Do yourself a favor, block the Inquisitor as soon as he starts with his shit!

The “Browbeater” POT

This guy is just mean, rude and nasty.  From the get-go he is pushing you around, whether it is in his messages or at the initial meet and greet.  He is domineering, aggressive, demanding and obnoxious.  If he doesn’t like your response to his text he is like immediately in your face, demanding an explanation, an apology, a retraction. He argues endlessly.  He is possessive and jealous and accusatory. Dealing with him is like dealing with an abusive boyfriend or significant other.  He gets passive aggressive.  He uses money like he uses his dick:  as a weapon.  The shocking thing to me is that this guy does get laid!  So, please, when a Browbeater darkens your computer screen with an aggressive message, get out of his sight!

The “Ghost” POT

@soflasugar contributed this addition to the list.  She dubbed the guy as the “Ghost” POT, a type of POT that ends up being a real time-waster.  Here is her description:  “This is the man who leads you along and may give you small amounts of money but when it comes time for your full allowance he totally disappears. He won’t answer calls, texts, or emails. Frustrating and annoying.”

The “Prince Charming” POT

This category was inspired by an anon in What do you make of a POT who literally says "I am a good looking guy” in his About Me section? He says more but that simple sentence makes me feel like he’s just a douche waiting for his next free fuck…

This guy fancies himself to be a “Real Looker”; I mean, he believes that he is just so damn handsome and sexy that you will want to have sex with him just to be able to say, “yeah, I fucked this really hot guy!”  Forget about allowance!  The sheer enjoyment of fucking “a pretty boy” is payment enough!  

Before you meet him or see his photographs, he will tell you that he is a “good looking guy” and soon enough he will tell you that girls are always so attracted to him that he never has to pay for sex.  He’s a real “Lady’s Man”; when you meet him in person, he will turn on the charm, flatter you, give you his patented “disarming smile” and ask if you want to feel his muscles, lol.  He’ll be a lot of fun on a date.  The words that he says are almost as pretty as his face!  

However, his pretty words never include the topic of money; he never talks about allowance and artfully dodges the question when it is raised.  Instead,  he will work hard to charm the pants off of you!  And, if and when he succeeds, you’ll find that, unlike the real Prince Charming, this guy turns into a toad AFTER you kiss him!  He’ll be happy to hang out with you as often as you like as long as he gets to fuck for free!

I really think that this list, now consisting of 12 13 14 “personality” types represents a fairly comprehensive list! Let me know if you have encountered some ugly demon that I have not identified!  I will continue to update this list and will post a separate “Update Notice” to give all of you a “heads up” when something is added!

Update History:

03/11/16:  added “Ghost” POT

09/08/16: added “Prince Charming” POT