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Meta Post: How did Shiro get his scar?

So a few days ago I did a post about Shiro’s prosthetic arm and the response was amazing! Many of you also showed interest in me doing one on Shiro’s scar as well, so here we are. This one took me a lot longer to make because it’s not as cut-and-dry as the arm. There’s a lot of variables and speculation. We can’t really know for sure what DID happen, but we can most likely deduce what DIDN’T happen. (WARNING–I’m going to discuss some graphic stuff, blood/gore/injuries, etc. So be aware.)

In this post we’ll go through the possibilities and see which ones are the most likely to occur. There will be one numbered point per general option, and I will narrow them down to the ones I think could happen. I would love for you to share your thoughts on the matter! At one point most of us, myself included, assumed Shiro got the scar on his face during battle, so this brings us to the first option:

1. The scar is the result of a sword or other blade swipe during battle

Let’s take a look at what would have to happen for this option to be the case. There’s an easy way to visualize this in 10 seconds or less.

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allura and lance (brotp) concepts:

  • once lance actually gets to know allura, his infatuation with her turns into this genuine affection, & they literally become such good friends the others almost can’t believe how well they get along lol
  • they both agree that they’re the only ones on the team with any fashion sense (like, tbh) & regularly consult each other to decide if a new outfit, accessory or hairstyle looks good
    • allura, sporting a high ponytail: yes? or no.
    • lance: (taps his chin) turn a bit, lemme see your profile (allura turns) (he nods) BIG damn yes, in fact, loosen a few tendrils at the hairline & it’ll look even more gorgeous
  • and lance, missing his sisters back home, finds just hanging out with allura to be really comforting
    • allura rolling her eyes at him, sucking her teeth, telling him to stop borrowing her skincare products without asking, wrestling the holovid remote from his hands, kicking his legs off of her lap when they’re sitting together on the couch, giving him a proud smile when he arrives back at the castle safe & sound after a harrowing mission, it all puts him at ease
  • sometimes they’ll play video games together too, or with pidge
  • lance used to have tea parties with his siblings, & allura used to have them with her father, so sometimes they’ll have tea parties together with the mice
    • occasionally kaltenecker is invited to tea as well, and lance feeds him space-sugar cubes
  • sometimes they’ll talk about serious things, but lance always hesitates to bring up his family, since yk, allura will literally never see hers again
    • as it turns out allura likes to listen to him talk about his parents and siblings and their wild stories though, sometimes she’ll even relate similar memories of her own
    • the thing is, lance realizes, it kills him to imagine being in allura’s place, to lose all of his loved ones at once, so, even if she doesn’t mind it, he doesn’t talk abt them a lot for his own sake
  • also, lance is the third most protective team member of the princess (the first being coran, the second shiro) and is always looking out for her particularly when they’re out on ‘space patrol’
    • sometimes allura will get a little annoyed like ‘what are you, my personal guardian, i don’t need your protection lance’
    • and lance will be like ‘well duh, i know that. you can clearly protect yourself, i’m just. keepin watch’ but internally he’s like ‘you’re like family now okay and you already lost everything, you can’t die too, plus if i really do end up losing my family back home there’s no way i’m letting you guys down like i let them down, so let me make sure you’re safe dammit’
  • at some point, lance learns that allura is into girls, & he takes it upon himself to be her intergalactic wingman
    • the two of them meet with some potential allies at a nunvillary, & their leader just so happens to be a beautiful alien girl around the same age as allura
    • allura: (noticeably enchanted) um, hello, i’m, um… i
    • lance: what she’s trying to say is, her name is princess allura. as in, the one and only princess of altea. she’s single, smart, and she has a beautiful personality to match her gorgeous looks, haha ;) you should maybe ask her out. also hi i’m lance
  • lance, on the other hand, is in denial abt having ‘real’ feelings for anybody (namely keith) until he realizes allura, queen of hiding emotions, can’t be fooled — and he decides to start looking to her for help in the romance department instead
  • it’s around the time of valentine’s day on earth & after lance explains to her what that means, allura suggests that he make keith a card & leave it under his pillow, she can even unlock keith’s door for lance while keith is out — and lance is like: genius, foolproof, what can go wrong
    • allura, in keith’s doorway: lance hurry up! he’ll be back any minute you know
    • lance, reading the card for the millionth time: chill i’m just checking for typos, this is nerve wracking okay? & the last thing i want is—
    • keith, suddenly walking up to his doorway: uh,
    • lance: (yelps)
    • allura: (nearly jumps to the height of the ceiling)
    • lance: (shoves the card into his pocket)
    • keith: … what are you two doing in my room …
    • allura: um, (glances at lance)
    • lance: …… (subtly shakes his head at her)
    • allura: ah, well, uh, we … lance was … just helping me look for something. that i left here. yes! i lost it a while back, you know, 10,000 years ago, before you showed up. turns out it’s not here. oh well, that is unfortunate
    • keith: …… okay (crosses his arms) but why didn’t you just ask me to help you find whatever you’re looking for … since it’s my room
    • allura: oh … i … thought you were using the bathroom & i didn’t want to disturb you, silly me, i should have checked
    • keith:
    • allura: anyway … (takes one step out of the room) lance has something he wants to give to you (suddenly zips away down the corridor)
    • lance: wh-
    • lance: allu-ALLURA!!
[FANACCT] 170611 KNK “해달별" Fansign Experience at 제일라아트홀 (Fanboy)

Hi again! 

I’m here with my fanaccount for KNK’s fansign during their “해달별" promotions.

This was a notably important fansign for me because I’m pretty sure this is my last fansign event before I leave Korea on the 22nd…

I’m so sad. ㅠㅠ

Anyway, it was a really awesome event and I’m glad I got to see my favorite group up close and personal again.

I did a video about their fansign before during “U” era too.

Without further ado, let’s get started!

KNK’s fansigns are getting more competitive nowadays, with fans buying more than 10 albums to have a chance to get in. I originally bought 9 albums, but after seeing a fan next to me at the CD store buy 10, I bought 3 more, totaling up to 12 albums overall. And I got in!

On the day of the fansign, I found the building where it was held and headed to the B2 floor. Some fans were waiting to get in, but the staircase and entrance was rather narrow. I showed my Alien Registration Card to verify my identification (though a passport works just as well) and the staff told me to pick a card that was on the table. The assorted cards were all face-down, and this was to determine my seat number. I got number 63. 

I took my seat, but the rows of chairs were all close together and narrow too, not allowing much room. This was a noticeable inconvenience when fans had to squeeze past each other in the rows. I spent a huge amount of time before coming to prepare a fanletter for my bias Seungjun, so I had to write down all the post-its for the members that I would put in my album.

Soon the members appeared and the fansign went underway. They looked so handsome as always, but they look especially good with the suits in this era aghhhh. 

Sorry that my picture’s quality isn’t too good, but this is how the fansign was conducted. The order was: Jihun→Inseong→Seungjun→Youjin→Heejun

MEMBER INTERACTIONS (with pictures and gifs!)

I’ll fast-forward to the interactions I had with each member. I’m sorry that I forgot some things that happened, but in the thick of the moment, it’s hard to process and take in everything that happened (for me). Luckily, I met someone at the fansign that was kind enough to take a video of me when I went through this great experience. I was really nervous again, because they’re my favorite group and this was my last time, so I was even more anxious. 

JIHUN

So leader Jihun was first this time around~ Actually he was rather quiet today as well; when I met him at a fansign last year, he was rather soft-spoken too. But it’s not necessarily a bad thing. I pointed to the questions I had brought for him on the post-its and told him I was a part of an international KNK fan group on Facebook, and I gathered some questions other Tinkerbells wanted to know about KNK. He was listening and then all of a sudden, said, “Ah. International,” in English. THAT WAS FREAKING CUTE AHH. He was really handsome up-close, though. He looked mature and cool when he was in thinking mode, but then he lapsed into squishy mode when he smiled and it was just adorable.

He really thought deeply about the questions I wrote. I guess he had to think a lot about how to answer them. But another factor was that time was really limited and the staff members were quite strict so they moved our albums to the next member by force, cutting our time short. 

Blue post-it note:
Q: Which member is really the closest to Jihun-hyung…?
A: I’m close with all but umm… Heejun?!
Jihun had some trouble answering this question but dang, I didn’t expect him to think so seriously about it. ㅠㅠ I’m sorry if I had to make you pick a favorite! I know you all love each other LOL. 

Yellow post-it note:
Q: Where do you draw the inspiration when you make the choreography (for KNK)?
A: There’s just times when suddenly… Ttak! 
I forgot what other little things we said after he answered those, but I had to move on. I gave him high-fives as a farewell and moved over to… Inseong!

INSEONG

Next was my second bias, Inseong. I greeted him by saying, “Inseonggie hyung~” hahaha because he’s just a fun, cool guy. He grinned and asked, “Hyung?” I SWEAR THIS WAS SO REMINISCENT WHEN I FIRST MET HIM in person when he asked me, “Am I hyung?” LOL. But he is just killing the visual game nowadays. He looked especially handsome today. He asked me where I’m from and I told him America, more specifically Hawaii. 

Bottom post-it note:
Q: Is there a place you really want to visit (vacation-wise)?
A: Hawaii

That’s probably why he cleverly wrote his answer as “Hawaii” for my question, but I’m not complaining! Inseong is really easy to talk to. 
I told him that his hairstyle for this concept suits him very well and that he looks really handsome. He was really happy to hear a compliment and ahhh he was just an excited hamster. I assured him that he was already handsome but now, even more. I basically complimented him a lot because he deserves more love and attention!!

Top post-it note:
Q: The most difficult point of this promotion…?

A: Live…!?

He explained that singing live was one of the toughest parts of promotions. I asked why, and he said it’s because he has to sing rather high. I understand him because him singing the chorus in “해달별" while dancing pretty vigorously looked really tiring… But he pulled it off! I told him he was really good and that he’s doing well. I feel like he was insecure a little about his performance as a vocalist and how well he does and I wanted to reassure him. It was time to move on so I told him bye~ Inseong really does have a warm heart and he’s such a nice person please give him lots of affection and reassurance

SEUNGJUN *BIAS ALERT*

*sigh* I really can’t express how great and caring Seungjun is. I can tell he truly loves and adores his fans, and it shows from the way he treats them. He said my name like, “Junior?” in a cute tone and I said cutely too, “Seungjunnie-hyung~” AHAHAHAHA. He immediately looked at my questions and more antics ensued.

Blue post-it note:
Q: POKEMON or DIGIMON, you can only choose one
A: *marks Pokemon* but went the extra mile to show his UNCONDITIONAL PREFERENCE FOR DIGIMON LIKE WHAT THE NOOOOOOO

Yellow post-it note:
Q: Is there a member you want to live with for the rest of your life?
A: Inseong Jihun

At first, he took a look at the blue note and I reiterated, “You can only choose one!” Without hesitation, he answered, “Digimon!” I was like WHAT THE HECK, NO YOU CAN’T CHOOSE DIGIMON OVER POKEMON OMGG.

He was so firm, he was like, “Digimon~” in a cute tone and I told him, “Why??” He seemed a bit sympathetic and marked Pokemon, but said, “Digimon~” again and decorated a box around the word Digimon. DANG IT SEUNGJUN. I was like OTL because I came dressed in a Squirtle hoodie because I thought he loved Pokemon more but that happened. I mockingly complained, “I came dressed like this too…” Seungjun chuckled and then proceeded to gently grab my arm and draw a little heart on the Squirtle patch design on my hoodie!!!

SJ: *in a Korean accent* Hearteu~
I internally died at this cute action like I AM NEVER WASHING THIS HOODIE AGAIN LOL

I also made sure to give him the letter I worked on. He then looked at my second post-it, which he thought about for a moment. At first, Seungjun wrote Inseong, so I asked him why. He said because Inseong is funny. BUT THEN LAST MINUTE Seungjun scratches out Inseong’s name and writes Jihun AND HE DIDN’T EVEN GIVE A REASON WHY LOL. So that made think like HMMMMM this ship really sails itself huh… Now I had to tell him that this was pretty much my last chance to see them…

Me: Actually, on the 22nd, I’m leaving Korea, so this is my last chance to see you guys. I’m really glad I got to see you guys often while I was here.
SJ: *in a cute pleading voice* Don’t go~ (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)
Me: I don’t wanna leave either!

And then this happened.


OMG I was so flustered when he asked when I’ll be back with that cheeky smile that I accidentally lapsed into English hahahaha. He probably didn’t understand what I said, but I had to move on ㅠㅠ!! Wait for me Seungjun, I’ll be back!! I really want to cry now… Hahahaha. And it ended cutely because I kept shaking his hand, and then…

Thank goodness. He is the best and he’s always so sweet!!

YOUJIN

Okay I’m going to start off my account of Youjin because right when I got to him, he asked me, “Are you a fan of Seungjun?” BWAHAHAHA he called me out!! I told him that I liked all the members but yeah, Seungjun was my fave… If he noticed that, then wow… 

And then it was like another round of deja vu because I told him I was from Hawaii and that he should come, and he replied, “I want to go too!” LIKE THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT WE SAID LAST YEAR AT THE FIRST FANSIGN LOL.

He looked over my questions and I told him they were from other international fans. He got super excited over the Overwatch question and his inner fanboy came out. 

Yellow post-it note:
Q: Which heroes (do you use) when you play Overwatch?
A: Roadhog, Reinhardt, and… the last part was a bit illegible but I think he wrote the name of a Korean Overwatch player named 후아유. [If anyone wants to help me out with deciphering that, it’d be much appreciated~]

He was so happy when talking about his mains for OW, but I had to tell him that I actually didn’t know the game at all loooool. I wish I could’ve nerded out with him but idk ㅋㅋㅋ He even asked me, “Isn’t Overwatch quite popular in America?” lmaooo which is true but yeah, I’m clueless.

Blue post-it note:
Q: What are you most afraid of??
A: Bugs! 1인칭 horror game.

So Youjin seems to be the least fearful in the group so I also wanted to know what scares him. He wrote “bugs” and I couldn’t believe like this guy didn’t flinch for the ghost prank or a VR zombie slashing him but he’s afraid of insects??

I’m not judging tho but dang.AND OKAY I SEARCHED UP THE HORROR GAME HE TALKED ABOUT AND THAT SHIZ IS NO JOKE.

OH HELLLLLL NOOOOO YOU CAN COUNT ME OUT OF THIS GAME CUZ SHIZ I WOULD PISS MYSELF DURING THIS VR EXPERIENCE

But Youjin is a cool chill guy who loves gaming so hit him up yo

HEEJUN

Heejun, Heejun, Heejun. You never know how he’ll be like. I heard from a friend that he’s different every time which is kinda true. The first time I met him, he was comical but on the quiet side, and we were kinda awkward… BUT THIS TIME WAS JUST OMG LOL.
He spoke some English to me even though I was talking to him in Korean which was cute. He said things like, “Where are you from?” and “Really?” Soooo silly. I complimented him on his English pronunciation and I DIDN’T NOTICE THIS UNTIL MY FRIEND SHOWED ME THE FOOTAGE SHE TOOK AND-

OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Heejun’s also quite chill but he’s so funny agh.

Yellow post-it note: 
Q: Is there a concept you want to try?
A: BTS’ Blood, Sweat, Tears 
hOLY SHIZ IS IT WEIRD THAT I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE HEEJUN IN THAT KIND OF CONCEPT? he already bares his chest sometimes like omfg and I can totally see him pulling it off like shiz I AM READY

Blue post-it note:
Q: Heejun-ah~ Please write down your favorite color!!
A: Black, gray
Heejun forgot because he even asked himself out loud, “Which colors do I like?” I told him, “Why don’t you know??” HAHAHA. 

I told him I was l was leaving soon and he just replied, “When will you be back?” LOL. IDK, I wish I knew, then I wouldn’t have to leave y’all ㅠㅠ I told him bye and he was like, “bye bye!!!” 

Later on, the members picked random seat numbers from a box and the chosen fans could take a selca with them. SO LUCKYY. I WASN’T CHOSEN BUT UGH IT’S OKKK. 

Then they played 공기, which is a Korean bean game similar to Jacks. Jihun got really competitive and he almost kicked the stage LMAOOOO. Seungjun was really bad at it and he ended up last. Youjin was first, followed by Inseong, Heejun and finally Jihun secured a place by a hair. Seungjun’s punishment was dancing to their title track with aegyo LOOOOOL he tried his best but he looked so awkward omg

And that was it.
My last fansign with them.

I love them so much, because they’re all so wholesome and show their personalities unabashedly. All of them are SO DIFFERENT and the dynamics are just so interesting and charming. 

SORRY I cut it a little at the end but I have to go to class ㅠㅠ I’ll tweak this a bit later maybe but I hope y’all enjoyed this!!!!

Light

Genre: fluff
Wordcount: 645  
Summary:  “I’ve never been great at drinking, I think. And Crowley, Snow, I think I’m a little drunk on you.”                                                 

-Baz-

I’ve never been great at drinking. I think it has something to do with the vampirism and my body just absorbing everything a lot quicker than regular people would. Snow is worse, however.

He’s just had his second shot of Vodka, and his cheeks are already flushed, eyes glinting. And he would probably kill me if he knew that most of the time I still call him Snow in my head.

I feel a warm flutter every time I look at him now. He’s half sitting, half sprawling on the grubby, old sofa that Penny brought to their London flat, and he’s listening to one of her stories about her trip to America that she has just returned from. Micah is sitting next to her, one of his hands absently resting on her plump thigh. He’s a nice bloke; quiet, with lovely dark skin and a pretty smile. They’re beaming, the two of them. I wonder if Simon and I beam like that, too.

Penny’s story is something about Florida and merewolves and alligators. I think it’s supposed to be funny, but I don’t really listen to it. My head feels fuzzy.

For a moment, I think back to my fifth year at Watford; the endless nights spent down in the catacombs. Back when Simon and I were still sworn enemies and all my dreams were of blood and gore and tears. And some sad wanking I wasn’t particularly proud of. Back when I thought that one day, I’d have to die at the hands of the chosen one. Or worse: kill him.

I would drink on those nights. I smuggled bottles of expensive brandy that father kept away in our family home cellar, where they’d collect a thick layer of dust and cobwebs. And then I’d sit there, next to my mother’s grave, casting “There’s light at the end of the tunnel!” just to brighten the crypt a little and grimacing at the irony of those words.

The first time I drank, I got wasted. In hindsight, I probably should have known that mixing roastbeef, rats’ blood, and brandy wasn’t going to end well. It was vile. Even for me.

I scoffed back then, wiping my mouth and trying not to breath in too deeply, staring at the glimmer slowly swirling under the ceiling, then at the drained rats. There’s light at the end of the tunnel” , I’d think. My ass!

In some of those nights, I’d crawl back into bed just before sunrise and lay there, listening to Snow’s slow, steady breaths, whilst my bed started spinning and my face felt numb.

I’d watch him; how the sun would slowly creep up on him through our windows (the idiot would never shut them, just to take the piss), and it would paint his mess of a hairstyle golden, red and orange. You’re burning me , I’d think. You’re the only fire I can’t figure out how to handle .

He’s still burning me now, even without his magic. Here in his living room, listening to Penny. And he’s laughing and grinning and just beaming .

Later into the evening, I kiss him on his forehead. Maybe on his cheeks and his nose and lips, too, just because I’m that weak. Or maybe just because I like kissing him there. He’s kissing me, too. And doing that nice thing with his chin, smoothing the hair off my neck and brushing his hands over my arms.

I’ve never been great at drinking, I think. And Crowley, Snow, I think I’m a little drunk on you.

The room is dark, but I see his face in front of me; so clear and bright that I’m almost sure that there has to be a little bit of magic left inside him. He’s incandescent.

There’s light at the end of the tunnel , I think, and I kiss him once more.


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great romances of the 21st century | (m)

pairing: kim seokjin x reader, highschool! Jin 
genre/warnings: drama, fluff, smut, comedy 
words: 12,799
summary: in which you must tutor the most arrogant and pretentious jerk that ever existed, who can’t seem to concentrate on anything other than football, working out and girls… but then something changes and you find yourself thinking – maybe Kim Seokjin isn’t so bad after all?

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kaibutsushidousha  asked:

We know Saihara's favorite character was Kirigiri and Shirogane was Junko, but have you tried to guess who the rest of the cast's favs were based on how they built their own characters?

This is a really fun ask that I’ve had sitting here for a while now, because it’s really, really interesting to think about.

Most of what I have is just speculation of course, and personal feelings about which characters they must have liked based on similarities, so I’ll try my best! You already mentioned Saihara and Tsumugi, and both of those are on-point obviously, so I’ll just handle all the other characters.

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Freak

Characters: daughter!reader, daddy!sam

Warnings: bullying, angst, fluff

Word count: 2077

Summary: you accidentally reveal to your father, Sam, that you’re being bullied at school when you ask him if he believes you are a freak.

You didn’t mind they way you lived, there were the ups and downs but you mostly enjoyed it. It was nice to travel around a lot with your family, your only family being Sam and Dean. You would hunt together, you were all protective of each other and you kept close tabs on each other.

You also loved the time you spent together when you weren’t hunting. You and Dean had a prank war, you asked Sam to join to but he was still pissed about the hair removal cream Dean had put in his shampoo before so he decided he wasn’t going to be a part of it. Then there was when you would all stop off at diners and grab dinner together, sometimes talking about the big problems going on at that time or just about the monster you were hunting that week.

However, on a random occasion there would be times where you would just talk like a family. They would tell you embarrassing stories of each other when they were little and make you laugh, Sam would tell you about his memories with Jess because you never got to meet her and you only knew your mother through your fathers memories.

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Dauntless Now (Part One)

Eric Coulter X Reader

(A/N: So this is a very slow burn fic, and is going to have multiple parts. This first part does not include a lot of Eric because it is introducing the reader’s relationship with Jason which is very important! Also when it says Y/N you can pick a name that you like or a nickname (like Tris did) because later in the story you will reveal your real name. That’s all, I hope you guys like this, I will be posting part 2 very soon! Thanks!)

Warnings: mild language

The flaming coals sizzled as your ruby red blood flowed into the bowl, coating the coals as so many other’s had before yours. Your new faction cheered as you turned to greet them. The brave. Clad in black, a sea of tattoos, piercings, and outlandish hairstyles. It was a complete 180 from the faction you were born into, but your aptitude results were not Erudite. They were Dauntless.

You were shocked when your test administer gave you the results, you loved books and learning and everything the Erudite stood for. Except for the strict rules that were in place. The only time you were not working in a lab was your downtime. Even then you were still expected to be pursuing knowledge. You needed some adventure in your life, you wanted the freedom to express yourself. And now you were going to get it, with your new faction. Your new family.


The train was rushing by at a terrifying speed, and the Dauntless-born were giddily jumping on like it was the most natural thing in the world. Transfers were beginning to jump too, courage building in them by the second. You knew you would have to jump soon but you were rooted to the ground.

As you were tensing up preparing to jump a tall, slim, blond boy in Amity attire slid up to you. He angled his gaze down toward you, a mischievous grin tugging his lips.

“Nervous?” he asked. His green eyes sparkled with mischief. You weren’t sure if his question was meant as a taunt or a challenge, so you stepped closer to the edge. Defiance flared through you and, without breaking his gaze, you jumped.

Your breath was knocked from your chest as you desperately tried to grab onto the train. You jumped second’s too early, landing on the side of the train instead of inside the car. You felt the train shake with weight as more people jumped onto the it, but you were still scrambling for purchase, your right hand gripping the door frame you meant to jump through. Your feet were dangling dangerously close to the tracks, and you tried to get your right foot into the train car.

You were about to give up and let gravity take its hold on you, but you felt hands grip your arm and yank you into the car. You landed on top of whoever just saved your life, and saw the same Amity boy grinning up at you.

“I’ll take that as a ‘no’,” he answered his own question and didn’t move to push you off him. You scoffed, rolled your eyes, and then stood up in the packed train car. You offered him your hand, and he pulled himself off the ground with your help. “I’m Jason by the way.”

“Good for you Jason, but I don’t remember asking,” you spun away heading deeper into the crowd. Unfortunately, Jason followed.

“You know you sound very unappreciative, seeing how I just saved your life,” he pointed out.

You rolled your eyes again, but turned around to face Jason anyway, “If I say ‘thank you’ will you stop following me?”

“Probably not. But a ‘thanks’ would be appreciated.” He grinned again, unrelentingly happy.

You spotted an open space on the wall and leaned against it, grateful to rest your aching body. You figured by the time you woke up in morning tomorrow you would just be a walking bruise. Jason positioned himself in front of you, eyebrows raised in expectation. You huffed but gave in.

“Fine,” you spat. “Thank you for saving my life. Now go away before I end yours.” Your threat was empty, you didn’t really know the first thing about killing somebody, but you figured by the time you finished Dauntless training you would.

“You’re welcome,” he said, sounding supremely satisfied, “but I’m not going to leave. The way I see it we have a bond now, you and I, and we’re going to need friends in Dauntless. Since you already trust me with your life I think we’ve got a pretty solid friendship.”

“Who says I trust you with my life?” you asked appalled.

“Well I did save your life, and I would do it again if I needed to,” the venerability on Jason’s face told you every word he said was serious. Something inside you said that making friends before arriving at Dauntless Headquarters was risky, and so was trusting a happy-go-lucky Amity kid was too, but it gave you a sense of relief that you knew someone would have your back no questions asked. You shook off the foreboding feeling, and let a small grin crack your stoic features.

“Okay, fine,” you muttered ruefully. “You can stick around, but cut this positivity crap or I might actually shoot you.”

Jason’s eyes lit up and you almost took back what you said, but before you could open your mouth he slung his arm around your shoulder like you two had been best friends your whole lives.

“This is great, we’re going to be the most badass transfers in all of Dauntless, we should definitely get matching tattoos, maybe our names in an infinity sign…” Jason kept rambling nonsense and you took this as a chance to reflect on your new life. You had already made a friend in your new faction, which you hoped would be a plus. You had survived jumping on the train, thanks to your new friend. You thought about your friends and family you had left behind in Erudite but didn’t feel sad. You were excited to start your new life, make new friends, new family. Faction before blood.

Your deep thoughts were interrupted by Jason asking a question that actually required a response from you. “By the way, what is your name? You failed to introduce yourself properly after I saved your life,” Jason still had his arm around you but you didn’t feel inclined to push it off.

You had thought a lot about what you would call yourself in your new faction. You didn’t exactly dislike your name now, but this was a whole new you and you would decide how people saw you starting with your name.

“Y/N,” you told Jason. Y/N had been your favorite of the ones you had thought of, and you thought it would fit well with your new Dauntless life.

“Okay, Y/N,” Jason went on. “I promise you this, right now, we are going to stick together. We’re both going to need someone, so we can’t hide things from each other, we can’t lie to each other, and we can’t betray each other. There are going to be plenty of other people to do those things to us once we get to Dauntless, and we need both need someone to trust. Do you think you can do that?”

“Whatever you say, Jason,” you told him annoyed but also relieved he was taking this so serious. Jason was right, you both needed allies, being transfers, and somehow you knew Jason wouldn’t betray you. You were wary of his intentions and whether this friendship was a ploy to get into your pants, but you would get to that later when you were sure the Dauntless had no more surprises to throw at you.


“This is bullshit!” you yelled as you walked into your new initiate dorm. You kicked the closest bunk, then regretted it as pain shot through your right foot. You turned to Jason and the other stony-faced transfers who began to claim bunks around the room. “They expect us to compete to be in their shitty elitist faction, and kick us out if were not up to their standards?”

You were infuriated when the initiate trainers informed you all that you all would be going through weeks of training to see which of you would be allowed to join Dauntless. Those of you who didn’t make the cut would be forced to live as Factionless.

“Calm down Y/N, it’s not as bad as it seems,” Jason tried to put his arm around you but you pushed him away, too worked up to be confined. You also thought this was a very inappropriate time to be trying to put the moves on you, but you pushed that away too.

“Yes it is Jason, how can you be okay with this?” you turned to your fellow initiates, who all seemed to be okay with taking this ultimatum lying down. “How can any of you be okay with this? “You chose us, now we get to choose you,”” you quoted one of the trainers who informed you all about this twisted competition they were forcing on you. Eric. Pompous, arrogant, dick-head were all words that came to mind when you thought of the trainer. He seemed to relish in the anxiety that overtook you all when he told you about how initiation worked.

“What are we going to do about it?” asked a girl bitterly from the other side of the room. She had long black hair and was dressed in Candor white and black. “If you’d like to go to the trainers and demand them to change the rules, by all means, be my guest, but the rest of us would rather not be kicked to the Factionless on our first day.”

“Today or a month from today, what does it matter? There are thirty of us here, but only half of us are going to become Dauntless. Shouldn’t we at least try to fight it, isn’t that truly Dauntless, to fight against what you’re told?” You looked around the room after your impromptu speech, hoping you had inspired the small group that would be even smaller in a month’s time. But all you saw was the same passive, stony faces as before, and a few that had turned annoyed. One of them the Candor girl who was still glaring at you. “Fine, if none of you will do anything, I will.”

“You can’t go alone,” Jason made to follow you, but you pushed him into a nearby bunk. His face contorted with hurt, but not because you had pushed him. You immediately regretted it, but you were angry with him for not agreeing with you and standing up to the rest of the initiates. You two had only known each other for hours, but he was all you had now. After jumping off the train together, you two had jumped off the roof together too. You first, and then him. During the tour of Dauntless HQ, he had never left your side. You thought the two of you were ride or die now, but apparently not.

You rushed into the hallway, still filled with anger at the Dauntless for throwing you into this convoluted competition and wanting to confront them for it. Jason followed you, grabbing your arm and forcing you to stop and turn to him.

“What are you doing?” he asked you. “You can’t go storming off, kicking in doors and demanding for the Dauntless to change their rules. That’s not how it works.”

“Whatever Jason, why do you even care?” you were boiling and you really didn’t want to take your anger out on Jason, but you would if he wouldn’t let you go. “If I get myself kicked out, those are just better odds for you.”

Jason stared at you incredulously, like you had said you liked to ride flying pigs. “Are you kidding,” he asked seriously. “If you get kicked to the Factionless, I’m going with you. I thought we had established that you and I are in this together.”

“You would turn Factionless with me?” you whispered, amazed at his dedication to someone who had been a complete stranger to him this morning.

“Of course I would,” he said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You would do the same for me, wouldn’t you?”

Your breath caught as he asked you this, but said, “I don’t know. I’m sorry Jason but I really don’t think I could.” You expected his face to shatter at your truthfulness but instead, he just smiled softly.

“That’s okay, Y/N, I’ve always been pretty overcommitted. Anyway, I wouldn’t want you to give up your shot at being Dauntless for me. Which is why I don’t think you should go do this. You need to preserve your chance and not throw it away on the first night here.”

Your anger had deflated long ago, and you had started thinking clearly again. You realized how you had almost jeopardized your chance at becoming Dauntless before training had even started and berated yourself for being so narrow-minded.

You let out a deep breath and wrapped your arms around a surprised Jason. He returned the embrace though, hugging you tightly.

“You really think I have a chance at making it?” you asked into his shoulder.

“Better than any of those other losers,” he responded making you both chuckle.

You were still hugging when you saw someone broad round the corner of the hallway, heading for the two of you.

“Hey!” a deep voice yelled. You and Jason jumped apart, turning to the blond guy storming toward the two of you. It was Eric. The same Eric you were headed to scream at five minutes ago. As he stopped in front of the two of you, and you could clearly see the muscle definition in his thick arms and chest you were glad Jason had stopped you. Eric had several piercings you hadn’t noticed from a distance earlier, and tattoos laced his arms and neck. He towered over both you and Jason, and his menacing glared completed his overall threatening look. “I know you trainees are new here, and the rules are probably different over at Amity,” Eric sneered at Jason still dressed in Amity red. “But here in Dauntless, you can’t sneak out at night to suck face in a dark corner when you’ve got training in the morning. The only time you’re supposed to be outside your dorms is when you’re training or eating. And you’re never allowed to be out past curfew. Training starts early in the morning and by the looks of you, you need it desperately.” This time Eric’s comments seemed to be directed at you. He looked you up and down, his expression unreadable, and it sent a shiver up your spine.

“You two lovers should get to bed,” he said the word lovers with extra venom, “before I kick you to the Factionless now.”

Jason pulled you back into the dorm quickly, and you threw a last gaze at Eric before the door closed. He was still watching you his face an impenetrable mask.

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fineillsignup  asked:

KakaSaku, same age AU. Sakura is in ANBU with Kakashi and Tenzou and lil Tenzou has a crush on Sakura-sempai and gushes about her non-stop to Kakashi-sempai.

Sorry for the delay. Here’s some scarred Tenzou, sixteen-year-old Shikamaru and KakaSaku late night adventures.

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“Starting today, you’re a part of my squad,“ Kakashi announced proudly, patting the younger brown-haired man’s shoulder.

Tenzou allowed a hesitant nervous smile to tug at the corner of his mouth. “I’m honoured, Kakashi-sempai.”

“Come on now, let’s introduce you to the two other members.” The silver-haired captain ushered his new teammate along the narrow plain corridors, taking multiple turns that Tenzou now knew by heart, having been here for the past two years of his life.

He would often be partnered with Kakashi-sempai but today, he was officially a part of his squad, and to say he was excited would be an understatement. He didn’t think there was a possibly cooler ninja out there—

“Here we are.” Kakashi-sempai shoved the heavy metal door open to reveal two figures hunched over a table, a man and a woman, who looked up expectantly at them.

The man is lean, tall and lithe. His dark hair is pulled tightly onto the top of his head in a spiky ponytail. Tenzou briefly wondered how he didn’t look utterly ridiculous with a hairstyle like that, but rather unexpectedly, it suited him in a weird way.

He didn’t have much time to ponder that as his eyes were drawn rather forcefully to the pink-haired woman next to him.

Ruffled cerise hair, bright emerald eyes and ivory smooth skin.

Tenzou’s jaw threatened to fall open and he whirled on his sempai and hissed, eyes starstruck, “Sempai! You didn’t tell me the legendary Sakura Haruno is on your squad! Oh my god, she’s so cool…”

Kakashi dissolved into mirthful chuckles and ruffled his kohai’s hair, “team, this is Tenzou, and from today onwards he’s a part of our squad, so treat him well.”

The dark-haired man raised a lazy hand and waved, “Nara Shikamaru, pleased to meet you.”

Sakura smiled warmly at him and he utterly failed to comprehend how someone so lethal could have such gentle features, “Haruno Sakura! It’s awesome to finally meet you, Kakashi told me a lot about you.”

Tenzou’s jaw did go slack this time and he looked at his sempai with wide eyes. He was torn between feeling proud and embarrassed.

Kakashi chuckled once again, rather bashfully and redirected the conversation, “anyway, it’s team bonding time with the new member, we’re going camping so pack up.”

“Troublesome,” Shikamaru grumbled and moved to the other door inside the room, disappearing into it.

“We’ll have fun, Shika,” Sakura said cheerfully, but her tone held the undertones of a threat.

“Hai, sempai!” Came the grumble.

Tenzou sent a questioning look to Kakashi, “‘sempai’?”

“Shikamaru is the youngest member of our group, he’s sixteen.” Kakashi explained, “Sakura trained him like I trained you.”

“Oh,” Tenzou said, taken aback. It was nice to know he wasn’t the youngest in the group. He’s heard there’s only two ANBU members younger than his young eighteen years, and it looks like Shikamaru is one of them.

He’s sure the other person’s name is Neji or something similar.

“Go,” his sempai said pushing him towards his room.

“Yes, sempai.”

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“…and then he got so scared he sprouted a tree twig out of his left ear.”

“Sempai!” Tenzou cried out in indignation, “you weren’t supposed to tell anyone about that!”

Kakashi chuckled but not in a mean way, “Was I not? Sorry. It’s just Sakura and Shikamaru, they won’t judge you.”

But looking at the various shades of red his new teammates were turning trying to swallow their laughter, Kakashi amended his statement, “…too hard.”

Tenzou buried his face in his palms and let out an anguished sigh, “right.”

His sempai is being really unfair embarrassing him in front of Sakura like that, he knows she’s his role model and inspiration. Unfortunately, he was unable to say as much as a word to her without turning into a stuttering mess so he just stopped trying. It got worse when she gave him one of her kind smiles and he felt his cheeks growing hot for no reason. He’s sure his sempai is quietly enjoying his torture by the way he and Sakura kept sharing secretive smiles.

“Alright, sleep time for the kiddies.” The rosette clapped her hands and stood up.

“We’re not kids,” Shikamaru grumbled unhappily and she bent waist down to flick his forehead.

“Yes, you are.” She insisted with a sly grin. “Now, get going. Be a good boy and listen to your sempai.”

“You just want to screw Kakashi-sempai.” The Nara muttered under his breath as he got up and stretched.

“What was that?” At the evil gleam in Sakura’s eyes, Shikamaru nearly tripped over his own feet in his rush to get to his tent, throwing a squeaky ‘nothing!’ over his shoulder.

Sakura smiled smugly at his retreating figure and turned to eye Tenzou expectantly, who stammered, “Uh… I-I’ll be going too Sakura-sempai! Good night!”

When he joined Shikamaru in their shared tent he gave the Nara boy a questioning look, “Is she always like that?”

“Oh, gods, no. She’s only being this nice not to scare you off.” Shikamaru patted his shoulder in what Tenzou suspected to be a comforting gesture, but it only inspired unease.

Shikamaru undid his hair tie and his hair fell down his shoulder in messy strands, proving to be even longer than Tenzou anticipated. They both got in their bedrolls and soon were dosing off. It was two in the morning after all.

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“—Shhh!”

“S-sorry, hold still.”

“Ah, shit.”

“S-slow down a bit.”

Tenzou’s eyes flew wide open and he froze, all sleep vanishing from his system. Shikamaru was evidently in la-la land because he didn’t as much as twitch.

He tried to recall how far away is his sempai’s tent was and if he was in any danger if they suddenly found out he’s awake.

A quiet feminine moan reached his ears and he felt his whole face heat up. Oh, god, no…

Tenzou stared up at the tent’s ceiling, absolutely mortified. Did his sempai not realise that the thin cloth provided no sound barrier whatsoever?

The sound of accelerated breathing reached his ears and he buried his face in his pillow, oh, no, oh please no…

“…do that again,”

“…Like that?”

“Oh, yeah…”

PLEASE, NO. Teznou’s eyes ridiculously started to water against his will, his respect for Kakashi-sempai was slowly but surely sinking into the ground with no hope of ever rising again and he had no place to go and no way to block out this horrifying experience. And oh my god, why here?

And I’m forever tainted now. I’m going to hell and it’s all Kakashi-sempai’s fault.

As Tenzou’s horror and mortification grew, he swore vengeance on Hatake Kakashi. His eyes started burning when what sounded suspiciously like skin slapping against skin echoed from a nearby place. Oh god, kill me, kill me, kill me, where’s Orochimaru when I need him…

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Next morning saw morning saw Tenzou rocking back and forth, staring dazedly at his knees, that were hugged to his chest.

“Dude, are you okay?” At Shikamaru’s touch, Tenzou jumped and nearly sprouted a twig.

He shook his head vigorously, eyes wide and bloodshot, “no-no-no-no-no-no-no.

The Nara boy looked extremely concerned, “Shall I get Kakashi-se—”

“NO!”

Shikamaru fell back in alarm, “Whoa-whoa! Okay, no Kakashi-sempai! Calm down. What happened?”

“They… I… we’re in a forest… Why would they…” Tenzou was muttering to himself, shaking his head over and over.

“Ah,” Shikamaru made an enlightened sound. “I see you suffered through their two a.m. ah… bonding time.”

At Tenzou’s anguished cry, the Nara dissolved into a fit of laughter. “It’s exactly why I learned to sleep early. What I don’t know can’t hurt me.”

Tenzou’s tears were very real.

lovelytitania  asked:

prompt: young and rebellious vitya! <3

Dangerous

“VICTOR NIKIFOROV, YOU ARE NOT WEARING THAT!”

Victor rolled his eyes at Yakov’s shouts as he looked at himself in the mirror.

“I’m wearing this,” he said happily while tugging on the edge of the gorgeous black crop top he was wearing. It showed off his abs perfectly and not to mention his diamond belly ring. He had gotten his hair down the day before in a gorgeous pastel ombre, and he had to say, the lovely shades of pastel pink at the ends was extremely eye-catching.

He wore a tight pair of navy blue booty shorts that shaped his butt amazingly; and finished his outfit off with his favourite pair of black boots that had a slight heel and multiple buckles on it.

“YOU ARE NOT WEARING THAT,” Yakov shouted while crossing his arms across his chest.

“But I am, it is just a night out with Chris and Georgi, what could go wrong?” he questioned his coach with a tilt of his head.

“Must I remind you of what happened last time you three went out, unsupervised?” Yakov said with a big sigh.

“It wasn’t my fault that some asshole groped poor, innocent Chris. I had to protect him as the eldest,” Victor said while placing a hand over his chest and wiping a fake tear from his eye.

“Victor, no,” Yakov snapped.

“Victor, yes,” he sang while turning back to the mirror to apply some much-needed makeup to make his eyes pop.


“How did you talk Yakov into letting you out?” Chris questioned with a raised eyebrow as the three of them huddled together at the club bar.

Victor still wasn’t sure how Chris always managed to get into clubs despite being underage. Sure, he had seen the Swiss’ fake idea, but maybe it was because he just always saw Chris as a sweet innocent cinnamon roll.

Even when said cinnamon roll was standing in front of him in a killer pair of red heels, black leather pants and a mesh shirt that showed off the killer six pack that Chris had been working all summer on. Had he mentioned that he rather liked Chris’ new hairstyle, the two-toned look really did wonders for his appearance.

“Magic,” he replied with a wink.

“He climbed out of the window,” Georgi replied while accepting their drinks from the bartender.

Georgi had decided not to go with the sexy look and instead went with a sleek and professional look.

He wore tight three-quarter length pants with a tight yellow and blue floral shirt. His shoes were a pair of simple tan loafers.

“Oh, rebel,” Chris giggled while nudging him in the side. He rolled his eyes as he took his drink from Georgi.

“Yakov thinks that the three of us going out is ‘dangerous’,” he snorted while throwing an arm over Chris’ shoulder.

“Dangerous?” Georgi gasped.

“We are not dangerous,” Chris said with a pout on his lips, “Unless you are talking about the dating scene, because than yes, we are a dangerous group.”

Victor chuckled as he leant down to plant a kiss on Chris’ cheek, grinning when he pulled back to see he had left a perfect pastel pink lipstick print on his friend’s cheek.

“Let’s dance,” Georgi said, giving them only a moment to finish their drinks before he grabbed their hands and pulled them onto the dance floor.


Victor giggled as he let his hands run underneath the edge of Chris’ shirt.

“Vitya,” Georgi said with a smirk on his lips, “That one.”

Victor followed Georgi finger curiously until he spotted the muscle guy leaning against the wall of the club with a blank expression on his face.

“Oh, look at that. Big, muscly, he ticks all the boxes,” Chris said from his lap.

“Yes, that is your target, Vitya,” Georgi said while staring at him with a smirk.

“Well than, Chris, you can have the charming guy sitting at the bar all alone,” he cooed in his friend’s ear. Chris’ head snapped towards the bar so quickly, Victor couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh god, he has curls,” Chris mumbled with wide eyes.

“And me?” Georgi asked, clearly not liking being ignore. Chris, being the rightful one to choose Georgi’s pray for the night, scanned the room before pointing towards the corner of the dance floor.

“The heartbreaker in gold,” Victor wrapped his arms around Chris’ a little tighter as he shifted forwards a bit to get a glimpse of the person Chris was talking about.

“Why always the heartbreakers?” Georgi whined but knocked his drink back before climbing to his feet and heading towards the gorgeous blond dressed in a skintight gold dress.

“Good luck,” he sung after Georgi before planting a quick kiss on Chris’ cheek before wondering towards his target for the evening. He had almost cleared the dance floor when someone grabbed his arm and pulled him to a stop.

“Victor Nikiforov,” a voice said, he glanced to the side and gave a sweet smile to the familiar reporter that had an issue with stalking him before bolting into the crowd dancing, ignoring the shouts from behind him. He hurried through the crowd, finding Georgi first and grabbing his hand. He tugged on his hand, Georgi protested for only a second until he mouthed the word ‘media’ causing his rink mate to start hurrying alongside him. Chris seemed to have made quick work of his target because he hadn’t been at the bar where they had expected him to be.

“There!” Georgi mumbled in his ear while pointed towards one of the darker corners of the club, causing Victor to squeeze Georgi hand in thanks as they hurried towards their friend.

“Chris!” he shouted as they approached, causing their little friend to paused the little make out session with his prays and turn to them with a pout on his lips.

“What?” Chris’ whined.

“Media,” Georgi said, causing the pout to vanish.

“Fuck,” Chris turned back to the man he had been previously making out with to mumble something. Victor rolled his eyes while glancing behind them to make sure that the reporter hadn’t spotted them.

“Okay, okay, let’s go,” Chris sighed while grabbing his free hand, he gave it a squeeze as they made their way towards the back of the club were the emergency exit was.

Once out the emergency exit, they hurried along the street until they were a couple of blocks away from the club before finally pausing to catch their breath.

“God, Yakov is going to kill me,” he found himself giggle while pushing some of his hair over his shoulder.

“What media ruined my make out session, the guy was seriously hot and seriously into me,” Chris whined with a pout.

“That report, um, what is his name,” he mumbled, while clicking his fingers, the name on the tip of his tongue.

“That stalker one?” Georgi questioned, causing him to not, “Ivan, I think?”

“Oh, him. Yeah, good call on getting us out of there then,” Chris sighed while crossing his arms across his chest.

“Victor Nikiforov, Georgi Popovich and Christophe Giacometti,” the three teens cringed as they slowly turned at the sound of their names to see Yakov and Josef standing there with unimpressed looks on their faces.

“We are fucked,” Chris mumbled, causing Georgi to hum in agreement and himself to sigh in defeat.

“Let’s go you three,” Josef said while waving them along.

“I told you not to wear that, Victor,” Yakov snapped while forcing a coat over his shoulders.

“But Yakov,” he whined.

“Stupid, rebellious teens.” Yakov mumbled under his breath.

Frances Midford and comic relief in Kuroshitsuji

Guess you didn’t see that one coming, lol

Friendly reminder in advance that it’s only my opinion and you don’t have to agree. However if you don’t, no need to get aggressive because, guess what? I don’t answer violent arguments. :)

Also very lengthy post ahead.

Comic relief has always been a part of Kuroshitsuji since the very beginning, after all we know how Yana loves her jokes and it also helps to cope with the darker side of the story. However for every comical touch that we see too often, it’s natural to wonder if making us laugh is all that Yana has in mind when she draws these moments.
A few examples…

  • Elizabeth’s strength whenever she almost strangles Ciel or when she KO’ed Edward with just one punch -> considering how she fought on the Campania, one might wonder if it’s just a joke.
  • Lau being an air-headed opium dealer haha -> there have been several theories explaining that he could be betraying Ciel before the end (my fav is this one by rationalkuroshitsuji)
  • Ciel apparently never growing up -> how many people wondered if that wasn’t a hint for the 2CT or other theories about him?
  • And one of my favorite, the Undertaker asking for laugh as payment for his information, I’m sure we all smiled once -> we now know he is a Shinigami because he killed himself, so laughing and having fun are probably feelings he discovered post mortem and that’s actually really sad.  

So it’s hard to really draw a limit between comic relief and small hints meaning more serious business, which is why Frances Midford’s character is quite complicated to theorize about, because she’s one of the best examples of “comic relief” in Kuroshitsuji. I’ll try though.

1) First introduction and her dislike of Sebastian

It starts right at the moment she’s introduced for the very first time in ch14.

What a way to start, huh? Ah well, but it’s true that Ciel has known her since his birth so he probably had a few bad experiences with her, especially since we know that his own mother was definitely not as physically strong and at this moment, he doesn’t know about Lizzie’s strength either.

So it’s understandable that he sees his aunt in a different light when the other women of his family certainly aren’t as terrifying as her, and terrifying is the accurate word since even Sebastian isn’t at ease with her.

After all, Frances hates two things: Sebastian’s indecent looks and every haircuts with bangs (and unfortunately for Seb…..).
I’d like to emphasize that these are 2 different things: hate for haircuts is general (which means that even Snake and Ciel are sometimes punished)…

… While her dislike for Sebastian’s face is very personal.

And everyone knows what problems are hiding behind this recurrent joke:

  • Sebastian is in general considered to be quite the handsome man, both by women and men (Arthur Conan Doyle :)) and it was confirmed by Yana that him sharing similar looks with Vincent, Frances’ brother, was on purpose.
    eviltwintheory is asking the right questions about this point in this post, highlighting two possibilities: either Frances also made this kind of comments to Vincent (it’s true we have no idea what their relationship was like, but with Lizzie and Ciel engaged so young and the two children often spending time together, I’m guessing they were close) or the matter really is about Sebastian himself…
  • There is only one kind of characters who’d disagree about Sebastian being a handsome man, outside of Frances (who’s supposed to be human as far as we know): the Shinigamis.

According to the 3 panels above, it seems Shinigamis are able to perceive demons’ aura and also to see past their disguise, which explains Grell knowing how Sebastian was a demon at first glance, even though they still find him to be quite hot. In other words, Shinigamis are not fooled by Sebastian’s disguise since they can see right through it and because of that, they often see demons for what they are: “beasts”.

The question is, is Frances like the Shinigamis or does she just have a strong dislike for her brother and Sebastian’s faces?
Is it just comic relief, because we need one character to be able to impress Sebastian a little, or is it deeper than that?

2) Frances in the Campania and Weston Arcs

This happens right after he helps her in the Campania arc and it’s the first verbal mention of the 2 things she dislikes about him since ch14.

As you can see, Sebastian understands the “slovenly hairstyle” part but he doesn’t exactly get why she’d call his face that way (lol). Doesn’t it make sense though? After all she’s supposed to be human, so all she can technically see is what many people consider to be his “handsome face”.
But no, Frances Midford call that ‘slovenly’.

The more interesting part is still during the Weston arc in which, might I remind you, butlers and servants were forbidden, which is why Sebastian had to become “Professor Michaelis”.

Druitt annoying her aside, as you can see (I’m sure you can recognize Alexis Midford’s haircut under the red arrow) a crowd is separating Frances from her disguised target, who she couldn’t have known was present in the first place.

I won’t mention the fact that she recognized him from afar and with dozens of people separating them, however…

“I’m amazed you managed to grab me.”

True isn’t it? I believe this part is a very important one. After all…

  • she managed to distinguish him through the crowd, which was the easiest part since she knows him and he’s not exactly that well disguised
  • she managed to go after him and to stop him from running away, even though he had decided to back off and he’s a demon
  • as always he looks nasty to her

That moment is immediately broken by her usual tantrum about his hair which makes it look like it was all for fun but honestly I don’t buy it.

You can argue over whether she rather noticed him through the crowd or if she “felt” him (like a Shinigami would feel his demonic aura, I have to say I can’t decide myself), but I don’t think you can argue over her apparent speed.

Sebastian is a demon, we witnessed his strength, speed and powers several times, and he said it himself “I’m amazed you manage to grab me”: because he wanted to back off in order for her not to notice him; and not only did she notice him but she also managed to stop him when he was about to flee, even though she wasn’t exactly near him in the first place (big failure there, Sebby).

As always, it’s my interpretation and you don’t have to agree. :) However, when you add the scene of ch75 to the “superhuman strength” joke of ch14 and to what we witnessed of her on the Campania, without forgetting Lizzie who’s quite amazing herself and who learned from her mom, I don’t think you can consider Frances to be just the ‘funny and fearful aunt able to scare the bad demon’.

And if it’s more than that then it definitely stops being comic relief.

3) So… badass character with a true potential?

As I said above, aside from Frances, only Shinigamis showed an equal distaste for Sebastian’s appearance (oops, Grell aside) and we do know of one Shinigami who deserted but who also seemed to have a close relationship to both Frances’ mother and brother (and with her nephew until a few months ago in the story)… The Undertaker of course.

We don’t know for sure yet what kind of relationship he had with Claudia Phantomhive, so there are several possibilities. However, if you take in consideration the possible lineage Rudgar mentioned for Ciel in ch103…

…Well, you might as well think seriously about Frances’ superhuman strength and the fact she was able to stop a demon who was trying to get away from her.

I know quite a few people aren’t fond of the theory saying that the Undertaker might have procreated with Claudia Phantomhive (because for some of them, intercourse is okay but not procreation, seeing as he was dead while Claudia was alive, and seriously I understand) but unfortunately, only Yana has the answer to this for the moment. Still:

  • From Book of Circus and a close up on Claudia’s funeral locket, she was dark-haired like Vincent and Ciel while Frances is probably blond or has an even lighter hair color, so if Yana plays by the laws of genetics, her father preferably had a similar hair color (and the Undertaker matches for this criteria)
  • I already mentioned her strength and Shinigamis are known to be stronger than humans (and sometimes even stronger than demons) so even if she doesn’t have as much as strength as a Shinigami or as a demon, she could probably still be stronger than a normal human if her father was extraordinary
  • Even though this started as a joke, I wouldn’t even be surprised if it turned out to be true: they look like they tried to stop a storm with their bare hands and one cricket bat
  • Finally, as for her eyes: I’m hesitating on whether or not she really knows about Sebastian’s nature. As wondrouswatchdog once commented here, she might have the feeling that something about him feels wrong but she might not know exactly why. Or she really knows but proof for that is hard to find. She thinks he’s nasty so she might be able to see through his disguise but this is another point on which we’ll need Yana’s confirmation.

Last point is, Frances is Vincent’s sister (and he’s one of the main points of the plot since we still don’t know why he was killed) and the only real Phantomhive left outside of Ciel, as in she knows what this life is like because she was raised in the same world and saw her mother probably die of the Watchdog job at a young age (if Vincent was 15 then she was probably 13 at best).

For now she’s not getting involved directly in Ciel’s business, but Vincent was her brother and even if we don’t know if they got along or not, she might be really grieving over his murder. And as far as we know, she could even be after revenge herself (also, if Claudia died of unnatural causes like Vincent, it could be an even more motivating factor for her, especially considering her daughter is supposed to join the Phantomhive family in a near future) .

Between you and me, I don’t get why Ciel doesn’t realize he probably has 2 ways to find info on Claudia and the Undertaker if he really needs them: the first way is Frances who, as Claudia’s daughter and Vincent’s sister, probably knew him at least a little and the second way is Tanaka who was Vincent’s butler which means he was acquainted with the other Evil Nobles (but this part is irrelevant to this post :)).

So I’m guessing Frances could turn out to be important or more present when Yana will really start to link everything back to the main plot which, outside of Ciel’s own story, is probably also linked to the Phantomhive family in general and their duty as the Queen’s watchdogs.

Sebastian once said he was hoping to see Ciel take example on Frances (ch14) and I don’t know if he really meant it or not, but if Ciel ends up seeking advice it will have to be from someone who knows how to play this game and she might be the only one left.


(Thanks for reading, as always feel free to ask/add anything)

GD x You - When feelings takes over

Requested by: Anonymous

Warning: Smut

“could you write g-dragon x reader where reader is a bubbly and fun girl, she’s extremely unique, and they’ve been friends since childhood and they’ve both had crushes on eachother for a while, but neither of them know about the crushes? like gd is aware he has feelings for reader but she’s trying to deny her own feelings and then the rest is up to you, but maybe some sensual rough smut where feelings held in for so many years are finally released?? ♥ i LOVE all your work!!”


Sorry for have taken so long to write this request. It’s been for obvious reasons, with school and such. But, here it is. And I really hope you like it xx

Love

- Admin B xo


Being childhood friends had created a strong bond between you and your best friend JiYong. You were inseparable, and you did everything together. Like any best friends would do.

However, lately, you had noticed how JiYong had been acting differently than usual. There was something about the way he was around you. For instance, he looked at you differently, sometimes even talked to you differently. And you couldn’t quite understand what it was. Sometimes you would catch yourself thinking there was something more than friendship between you. But you would quickly get rid of the thought. The thought of him that way, hadn’t crossed your mind until these past few weeks. Yet you didn’t want to think such about him. You didn’t want to catch other feelings for him than used to. Cause if you did, you wouldn’t know how to deal with them.

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Favorite Chansung Pics

Because Koala anon is trying to kill me was curious, she asked me what were some of my favorite 2PM group pics, eras, or individual pics.  Let’s start with Chansung since he’s my bias. Some of these may surprise you. ^_~

Since it’s just my personal taste I’m not sure anybody is really interested in what pictures I like. But if this is something any of you want to see more of send in an idol and I’ll try if I have time. ^^

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Not Alone On Your Birthday (Jerome Valeska Imagine)

Summary: Today is your birthday, and you hate your birthday ever since you were little. But Jerome has a plan up his sleeve to make you feel like the luckiest and happiest girl in the world. 

Pairing: Jerome X Reader

Warning: Pity Party, Murder Spree but come on it’s Jerome here!! 

Song: A BIRTHDAY SONG MAYBE? 

Fandom: Gotham 

Season: I dunno really? 

A/N: I’m doing this because it was my birthday yay on the 18/3. And it gave me the inspiration to write something. Also I’m sorry that I haven’t been updating recently due to having a whole bunch of assessments so I might not publish a lot of imagines for a while. 

Originally posted by geekyimagines

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Oh great. Today is the day you hated more than ever. The day that you just want to hide from everyone. The day you wished could just skip. Today is your birthday. 

You hated your birthday ever since you were little. You invited a whole bunch of people at your school, they told you that they were coming, but they didn’t. And you waited all day and you went all out. Like having an jumping castle, having a clown, you went all out. But no one came. 

That’s why you hate your birthday. You’re always alone on that day. 

Until one special day… 

You sit on the lounge/couch as you read an magazine of your favourite/favorite drama. You flip the page, reading an interesting article. 

“Hello gorgeous! Happy birthday!” You hear as you jump out of your seat and dropping the magazine. You turn around to see Jerome with a huge smile on his face as you see that he’s hiding something behind his back. 

You frown as you look at him with confusion and curiosity.

“What’s behind your back?” You ask him as he smiles mischievously. He walks over towards you as a dumb smile forms on his lips. 

“Something special just for you.” He said as he pulls it out behind from his back and shows you. It’s all wrapped in F/C wrapping paper and a bow places on top of it, it’s a long and shaped in a small square. 

You frown, not sure what was he thinking. You aren’t sure if you want to take it or not, well it is from Jerome anyways but this kinda scared you. 

You take the present as you look at him, feeling unsure about it. You start to unwrap the paper as you lift the lid off of it, you see rose gold tissue paper as you pull them out of the box. Your eyes then widen, you see a white and F/C gun right in front of you. You smile brightly as you look up at your boyfriend who is smiling proudly. You get up and hug him.

“Thank you.” You said.

“I knew you’d like it. Plus, it even comes in your favourite/favorite colour/color which is a bonus.” He said making you giggle. 

He lets you go as another smile plays on his lips. “I’ve gotta another surprise for you.” He said as you smile. 

“Another one?“ 

"Oh yes, something tells me you’re gonna love this. But you’ll need your first present to go with the second present." 

~*~*~*~ 

Jerome takes you to a shed/garage at an empty warehouse on the docks. He opens the door of the warehouse as he walks in first, still holding the door for you. He grabs your hand as he guides you.

"Now I want you to close your eyes.” He said as you follow his instructions. You close your eyes to see darkness. You couldn’t feel Jerome’s presence and you knew that he’ll be back soon. 

You hear a operation sound and you see lights forming up. You hear his footsteps coming closer as he grabs your hand and starts walking. Once he stops he lets go of your hand as you stand there. 

“Okay, now open your eyes.” He said as you did what you were told. 

You opened them to see a whole bunch of people tied up in chairs around a table. You see the pastel decorations, fairy lights, and cake. The cake is an F/F type of cake, your favourite/favorite. You smile ever as widely as you look over at Jerome. You jump and hug him. 

“OH MY GOSH! THANK YOU!” You said as you smile making Jerome smile, but not his insane smile, a cute smile. 

“You’re most welcome doll. Do you recognise any of these people?” He asked you as you frown as you look over at the people. 

You first look at a boy, he has caramel brown hair that has a Justin Bieber hairstyle. He has green eyes like the trees. You gasp as you recognise/recognize him. 

“Haha! Hello Bradley! I see that you have been growing facial hair, you wanna know what I think? It doesn’t look good on you, it makes you look like a hobo!” You said making him flinch and you smile devilishly. 

You then walk to a girl. She has long blonde hair with bright blue eyes. “Veronica. Hi! I see that you’ve let go, you’ve gotten really fat! Seriously? You’re like a 

"Oh hello James, I see that you’re still wearing them glasses. Seriously you can’t see out of them. Get a new pair! Nobody likes it when you’re trying to look like Harry Potter, get a new look!" 

"Oh and last but not least! Sarah! You still wear a tone of makeup? Like seriously, nobody likes a cake face, especially when you think you’re the prettiest of them all. GET A LIFE YOU FREAK!" 

You smirk as you walk over back to Jerome as he smiles devilishly. 

"Thank you so much Jerome! Can I kill them now?” You asked as you heard all of the people scream under their duck tape on their mouths and struggle to get out of the tape. 

Jerome laughs at them as he looks over at you. “Of course you can! That’s why I brought you that new gun of yours!” He said as you smile widely. You grab the gun from your pocket and you look over at the pathetic people that lies in front of you. 

You first look at James and shot him first, hearing everyone scream under the tape. You then shot Sarah, then Bradley and last and not least Veronica. You smile widely as you look over at Jerome.

“This gun is amazing! What can we do next?!” You ask and you look at Jerome as he hums.

“You know what, do whatever makes you happy doll.” He said as you smirk as you grab his hand and walk out of the warehouse as you did a killing spree with Jerome. 

Best birthday ever…

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Shingeki no Kyojin chapter 92 review (+ theories)

So this is the chapter from April’s Hell, huh? Can I just say as far as it went, it was a better chapter than last month? Not because of my favorite character bias of course but because this chapter makes me think we might stay on Marley’s side a bit longer.

It was a good chapter overall. Packed with a lot of action and a couple of nitpicks worth discussing. The cadets this time were placed in the background while more focus was given on Reiner and Zeke, who have been absent from the manga for nine chapters. I’ve been waiting for so long for them to get focus again, and this time, to bring closure to the war opposing Marley against the Middle Eastern Alliance. 

The lack of focus from the main characters doesn’t really bother me since Isayama is trying to put us in the flesh of the Marlean camp, especially the Eldian minority, where they’re victim of discrimination from all sides. We also learn another mechanism to turn people into titans, one that solved a mystery lying in the manga for ages. How did Zeke transform the people in Ragako and subjugate those puppet titans under his control?

One thing is clear about Marley’s tactics: titans are their strongest assets. They’re using the same tactics used against them for centuries. That makes me wonder if they thought about using something else for warfare should the era of the Titans be definitely over.

Without further waiting, let’s analyze this chapter into several parts.

  1. The cadets
  2. Zeke’s power
  3. Reiner

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Misunderstood - Jungkook story

Originally posted by sugutie

Misunderstood (a request short story inspired by the Manga “Kimi ni Todoke”)

Parts: One

Pairing: Jung Kook x Y/N

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 2.801

Synopsis: being an outcast because people think you look like the girl from The ring, isn’t easy but the minute you meet Jung Kook everything changes.



The minute that people started to compare you to the girl from the movie the rings, your social life was over. You became an outcast and everyone avoided you, just because they were afraid or apologetic. They acted like you could actually see and talk to ghosts, which was ridiculous, to be honest.

You were walking alone to school when you saw a guy looking completely lost, he had a document in his hands and was trying to figure out where to go, he had the same school uniform as you, so he must be new.

“Excuse me? Are you looking for west high?” The guy turned around and your heart stopped for a second because he was the most handsome guy you had ever seen. “It’s that way.” You quickly finished your sentence and you were surprised to see him come closer. You tried to hide behind your hair but couldn’t help but look at him. “Thank you.” He sounded really nice and you just had to look up, you nodded and wanted to walk away, when suddenly flower blossoms started to fall and he actually picked one out of your hair, which gave you a good view of his handsome face.

“It has a strange shape, take a look.” he gently put it in your hands and you were surprised that it was shaped into a heart, you were studying it and couldn’t help but smile a little. The guy was looking intensely at you and even smiled, which had never happened to you before, there were no guys around here who even took a glance at you and stayed by your side, so this was something new. He actually looked genuinely friendly and a bit curious.

“Jung Kook-ah!” His eyes roamed to where the voice came from and behind me were his friends and he quickly bowed and ran off, leaving you standing there in the morning sun, completely shocked about what had happened and your heart fluttered a bit. “So his name is Jung Kook.” You muttered to yourself and nodded in joy, maybe this could be a start to something new.

You quickly found out that Jung Kook, was really popular and good in everything he did, He loved to dance and boy could he sing! You were totally in love with him but he didn’t know this as he didn’t even look at you after that first day at least that was what you thought, little did you know that he was quite curious about you, especially after hearing those rumors. One day you had to collect homework but of course like always nobody dared to come near you and as everyone put the homework at the table at your left he suddenly offered his homework to you, he was even saying your name. This startled you and you actually grabbed his homework together with the rest and ran out.  

Everything changed from that day on, you even gained new friends, you started to feel more comfortable in your own skin You even got asked out by them and it was like all the clouds were disappearing, you were slowly lowering your wall and actually let people in. The girls even taught you how to play soccer, which was not easy as you couldn’t even kick a ball at first but slowly you learned. “Y/N, wait up for a second.” you stopped and waited until Jung Kook caught up with you, he looked really handsome today, he had a new hairstyle, it was a shame you didn’t see him that often as he was on the road with his band, which was really awesome because they made good music but the times he did spend on school he always made sure to spend time with you.

“Is something wrong?”

“Ani, I just wanted to ask you if you would like to come to one of our shows, together with the others of course.” his eyes were twinkling as he waited for your answer. “Really? But what if your band members don’t like me?” You were already worried that they also would see you as that girl from the ring. Jung Kook knew that they bullied you with this and his smile disappeared slightly, this always happened when you talked about that and not because he felt pity for you but because it made him angry.

“Don’t worry about that because there is nothing wrong with you, you’re just shy and there is nothing wrong with that.” You nodded but you didn’t really listen, it was like my brain didn’t want to hear stuff like that.

“So, will you come?” You nodded and smiled at him, which earned you his bunny smile. Whenever you saw interviews with him, he always seemed so quiet but in real life, he was actually the opposite of what you saw on tv, it was fascinating. “I will send you the details later okay?”

“Okay, do you have to go already?”

“Ye, I have a tight schedule but don’t worry we will get something eat soon.” he ruffled your hair like he often did. He did this when he thought you looked cute, which was weird because you didn’t think you’re cute at all but you also didn’t mind him touching you, actually every time he touched you, your heart skipped a beat but you already saw how people were looking at you two and it wasn’t good, there were rumors everywhere and every time something happened to him or his band members, you got the blame for giving him bad luck, so you did try to keep some distance but he always found you.

You talked to the girls about that show Jung Kook had invited us to and they suddenly smiled at me, they were looking mischievous, which you couldn’t really place so you let it go. Not long after you got a text from Jung Kook telling you when the show was and that he would bring the backstage tickets himself. “Ya Y/N, you should stay away from Jung Kook!” You were shocked to hear a girl yell at you and when you looked up from your phone, you locked eyes with the most popular girl in school, everyone knew she had been spending a lot of time with Jung Kook and people even said they were dating and now she had her eyes on you because of the amount of time Jung Kook spent with you. “Okay.” you quickly agreed because even though you wanted to defend yourself, you lacked courage. You let your hair fall down around your face, so it was hidden, this made the girl chuckle.
“Good, just focus on your ghosts and play with them.” she was being extremely cruel today, maybe she would leave you alone if you would give that ticket to her. “Don’t even think about that!” one of your friends told you right away, she was getting good at reading your thoughts, she said it was because you were an open book. “JK gave them to you!” This really wasn’t the time to talk about that.

“What did Jung Kook do?” when you didn’t answer her she grabbed you by the collar, she completely forgot about her fear for you and that’s when it all clicked, she was probably one of the people who made the rumor, now that you thought about it, she was indeed at the playground the day everyone started to compare you that that wretched girl from the ring but was it really worth getting all angry at her, yes did she ruin my high school life and did she made me into this shy, socially awkward person but on the other side, it did give me these friends. “It’s none of your business.” she was shocked in hearing you talk back to her and it actually felt good and to think that you finally had friends who would back you up if needed, this made you feel a bit better.

“You better tell me.”

“And if she doesn’t?” you all turned around and were shocked to see Jung Kook standing there observing us, the way he looked at her, made you feel good for some reason because it made it perfectly clear that he didn’t like her one bit. “Y/N, are you okay?” you nodded and even stuck up your thumb, which you had never done before and that made him chuckle. “Just so you know, I invited her and her friends to a show.” he quickly came closer and put his arm around my shoulders, you could hear people whispering when he did that and you were already trying to pull away but he held you firmly in place.

“Don’t you think you guys have taken it far enough? You should stop making stuff up. How in the world does she see ghosts and did she kill someone? I didn’t think so, she just has long hair and when she bows down it gets in front of her face, the only reason why she looks scary according to you is when she tries not to cry.” he was actually scolding everyone and it had never been this quiet before, no one was whispering right now but you felt their eyes on you, which made you feel anxious because before they acted like you weren’t even there and they only made fun of you once in awhile but now that this had happened, your life was about to change but was it going to a be a good or bad change.

“Let’s go!” he pulled you with him and didn’t stop until you were at the dance studio, there was no one right now because the school was over for today. “Why do you always let them talk badly about you?” he was angry, which made you feel flustered again, you hated nothing than people who raised their voice at you, for whatever reason.

“It’s a habit I guess and I think it’s easier to let them talk.” you shrugged as he suddenly pulled you in his arms, this shocked you but you still stayed still. “Have you been living like this for a long time?” you nodded against his shoulder and you felt him sigh deeply before he buried his head into your hair. “Don’t worry about those rumors anymore okay?” he asked you sounding worried, you couldn’t ignore the warmth that spread through your body when he said this. He was like your personal sun and there was no way you would ever let go of him as a friend even though you secretly wanted more but he probably didn’t feel the same. He must’ve seen you as a little sister instead of a woman and you couldn’t blame him, you looked younger because you sheltered yourself for this kind of things, so maybe you were slightly naive but that was only because you didn’t have any experience with guys.

“I have to go now but call me when they try to make fun of you again!” he ruffled my hair again before running out. This was an annoying but cute little habit between you and as you put your hair back up you decided it was time to let that wall down, the minute you did that people were actually starting to talk to you, which was refreshing.

The day of the show had finally arrived and to your biggest surprise, there was actually a car waiting for you and your friends. For the occasion, you had put on black skinny jeans and a light pink sweater, your hair was pulled into a high bun and you were wearing puma shoes, which you got for your birthday, which was on new year’s eve. You didn’t know who had sent them to you as there was no note with it but you absolutely loved them and they were really comfortable. The minute you stopped at the stadium, you couldn’t help but feel proud of Jung Kook because you really had to see all those people waiting to get inside. They were singing happy birthday to one of the members and that’s when I knew that I loved these fans already. You were being steered into a different direction as the fans and the second you reached the door, it flew open to reveal none other than Jung Kook himself.

He looked impressed when he saw you and you couldn’t help but see him swallow a few times before opening his mouth. “You look amazing.” he smiled at you and let you guys pass, you didn’t get far though as he grabbed your hand. You felt the tiny shock but didn’t say anything about it as you all walked towards a certain direction. Before he opened the door, he actually yelled if everyone was decent, which made me giggle. I felt their eyes on me the minute that it happened “Did you just giggle?” Jung Kook asked in complete shock.

“Ya haven’t you heard someone giggle before?” you were embarrassed to admit that this was the first time you had ever giggled in front of others but they apparently had noticed. He pulled you in his arms and cuddled you before opening the door. “Guys these are my friends.” he introduced you to the guys but stopped for a second before telling them who you were.

“This is Y/N.” the guys chuckled as they bowed in front of me, you did the same and that’s how the remaining day went, we talked and hung out with the guys and watched them do soundcheck. We even ate with each other, you could really tell this was one big family and the old man jokes were flying around. You knew that Jung Kook was watching your every move and normally this would bother you but when he did it, you didn’t seem to care. “Thirty minutes before it’s showtime.” one of the managers mentioned and you quickly went to take your seat so that you could enjoy the show and that was exactly what you did. They were amazing and you eventually danced and sang along to all the songs. The way they were with their fans was amazing and the way the fans sang along was really emotional. You couldn’t feel more proud and you couldn;t wait to congratulate them on a successful show. When the show was about to end, one of the security guys came to get you and he told you to get into one of the rooms, this was not the dressing room but it was funny because this room had a comfy couch and there was food but you didn’t touch it just out of fear it wasn’t yours.

After a while, the door finally opened and Jung Kook entered, you could tell that he had come straight from the stage and that he didn’t have the time to get changed yet. He looked really good even with him sweating like crazy, what surprised me was that he didn’t smell bad. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“I did, you guys are awesome, congratulations on your first show.” you stuck up you thumb, which was really lame but you were already doing it so there was no way back without it being awkward. “Did anyone at school give you any problems?” you shook your head because after his tirade no one had said a thing, okay some people were still avoiding me but that was about it, which was nice as you could enjoy school after so many years. “Thank you for that by the way.”

“It was all I could do. I only returned because I was worried about you.” he came closer but as you didn’t feel uncomfortable with him you just stayed there and let him pull you into his arms even though he was sweaty. “You are sweaty.” you tried to tease him but he immediately let go of you. “Right, I’m sorry!”

“Ani, it’s fine, I really didn’t mind.”

“Really?”

“Ye, I don’t mind your hugs.”

“You don’t?” he was observing you as you shook your head. “I really don’t mind.” he came closer again but didn’t touch you at first. He just studied your face to see if there was any resistance but to be honest you really did like him but were afraid to tell him first. He saw it in your face as a smile appeared on his face and without any hesitation he put his hand gently on your face and traced the shape of your lips, which made your heart beat faster, he put his other hand on your waist and gently pulled you closer and when he finally had you were he wanted, he bowed slightly and kissed you.

Bubbles

Chato teared his gaze away from Harley, who apparently didn’t care about changing her clothes in front of everyone. He took his own clothes and started dressing, only for loud crack taking his attention… well, his and everybody else apparently. The source of the crack and many other sounds was behind heavy metal doors, which opened showing four guards who were struggling with a… girl. Short girl with (h/c) hair which were cut short and were standing in every possible direction. She was kicking and punching whenever she got free from guards hands. She only stopped when Rick pushed button on his monitor, which caused her to stopped from any move and look at him with death wish in her eyes.

“Whatever shit you did to me, you have to take it out right now, you got it, you shit eater?!” She was ready to attack him, he knew it just by looking at the muscles of her hands, which were clearly visible because of her sleeveless prison uniform.

“Whatever you want to do, I’m not recommending it. You have a bomb in your neck, and with only one move of my hand I can blow your head off.”

“Let me ques, you like blowing?” Rick growled at her, but didn’t say anything. Harley laughed, along with Digger and Crock, but he tried to ignore them, showing girl in the direction of crates.

“Shut up and take your stuff.” She mocked him, but said nothing, getting to crate with her stuff and opening it.

Chato watched her, while she, just like Harley, wasn’t paying attention at people surrounding her and took of her prison suit, leaving herself in only her underwear. His eyes widened at the sight of big black pentagram tattooed on her chest, along with the whole lot of different symbols on the other parts of her body, front and back. She started putting her clothes on, which were tight, black shorts, showing her (s/c) legs, followed with oversized shirt with AC/DC logo and dirty trainers. When she was done, she ruffled her hair a little more and pulled a little yin-yang amulet out of the crate and putted it around her neck. Then she looked up, right into his eyes. He quickly looked down, not knowing why he felt flushed all of a sudden. When he looked up again he saw her with Harley, who was happily chatting with her… More likely Harley was chatting while other girl was just searching through her things.






“Shit!” Chato looked around at the monsters surrounding them. He furrowed his brow, not wanting to use his powers. Hearing something like explosion he looked to the girl, who Rick was referring to as a ‘psycho’. She was surrounded by the dead bodies of monsters, and the pile was only growing. He furrowed his brow seeing how freely she was using her powers. Looking from one enemy to another, she was just closing her hands in fists which ended with the monsters heads or other parts of their body exploding. It was magnificent and terrifying at the same moment.

“Boom, headshot!” She 'shoot’ one of them by only making fake gun with her hand.


When everything ended, she crouched next to the pile of the dead bodies and started to search through them.

“You were incredible!” Harley jumped on her back, hugging her with crazy smile on her face. “How did you do that?”
“I’m just fabulous.” She flicked elder woman on the forehead and stood up, looking at Chato. “You on the other hand didn’t do anything.”

“Trust me, you wouldn’t like me getting out of hand.” She raised her eyebrow, not saying anything. After a while she just smiled, standing next to him, watching Floyd fighting with Rick.

“They are like children.” Chato only nodded, looking at her profile. She was shorter than him, much shorter. He couldn’t ques how old she was, but her hairstyle was definitely making her look younger than she originally is. “If you want, take a photo. I don’t like the way you are burning holes in my head.” He quickly looked away, at the team.




“You want to see some!” Chato showed Floyd aside and raised his hands, burning every single one monster in front of the team. (y/n)’s jaw dropped slightly seeing all of the flame and destruction it brings. Her breath cached in her throat and heart rate started to raise. When he was done, he looked deadly at Floyd. “Was that enough for you?”

“That was great!” Harley hugged him from behind and kissed his cheek. When she left him and walked away with the rest of the team, (y/n) leaned on the railing behind her with big smile on her face. He raised his eyebrow at her face.

“What?”
“It was fine… I think…” She stood straight and bopped him in the nose. “But I would LOVE to see you loosing control.” He rolled his eyes.

“You are crazy.”

“Didn’t you know? Crazy is new sexy.” She bumped her waist at his. “Come on, before they start to think that I am murdering you.”

“You murdering me?”

“I can be pretty scary you know?” She slapped him on the but and walked away, leaving him in shock clearly seen on his face.

What just happened?




(y/n) walked into the bar as the last and sat next to Chato after taking whole bottle of vodka.

“You are not actually gonna drink that all by yourself, are you?” She opened the bottle and took a swing from it while looking Floyd right into the eyes.

“I do, why?” She didn’t even winced at the taste of her drink. Floyd didn’t say anything more, waving at Harley to pour him more whiskey.


When Chato started telling how he killed his family, (y/n) looked at the half empty bottle in her hands, listening closely to his story, looking once a while at the fiery figure dancing on the palm of his hand.

“What about you?” She looked up at Digger hearing his question.

“Me?”
“Well, they couldn’t put you in the fokin Bella Reve, just because you are crazy.”
“I’m not crazy.”
“Aussie is right with this one. You are bastante loco.” She rolled her eyes and started to spin bottle in her hands, making it full again. Chato’s jaw dropped.

“I can manipulate matter, you know? Like every atom in the universe is at my command, no matter if I touched it or not. Pretty nuts, don’t you think? But my older brother? Oh, he was even better. He was like totally my opposite. If he would want, he could destroy anything he touched. The two of us and his girlfriend… We were just rolling through the country, stealing only as much to live, and have some savings for the future. It wasn’t that difficult, because Zeth, my brother’s girlfriend could have hack every electric equipment that she could touch. We were the best.” She took swing from her bottle and looked at them. “But nothing can stay perfect, ain’t it? Something went wrong and before we knew that, police was driving right in our direction. So I took my brother and told him to run, that I will cover them and then we will see each other in our private little Eldorado.” She smiled and sighed. “When they disappeared, I just gave up. With the amount of money that I had with me? It was stupid not to take me to jail. When they found out that I’m metahuman, they thrown me to Bella Reve.” She finished and putted bottle at the bar.

“But… Why did you stayed behind?”

“Zeth was pregnant back then. I don’t know if she even knew it at that point. But I knew the moment I saw her, you know, with my powers and stuff. I didn’t want to risk that anything could happened to them, or the baby. So I choose the first thing that got to my mind at the moment.”

“And that’s your sob story?”

“I couldn’t call it like that. I just made a choice, to make sure that at least they will be safe. I never really cared about myself, beside I love to kick shit out of the every guard that try to ever touch me.” She smiled and once again reached for the bottle. “When this will end, I’m gonna find them and who knows, maybe I will get a hug?” Chato looked at her with… something in his eyes, she couldn’t define what it is, but she liked it. She patted him on the hand, smiling which caused him to smile slightly.

“By the way, what’s your name?” She looked at Harley. “You never told us, and Rick called you psycho, but I don’t think it’s your supervillain name.” The girl laughed, letting go of Chato’s hand.

“Well, my name is (y/n) (y/l/n), but my 'supervillain name’, as you called it, is Bubbles.” They all looked at her as if she was crazy. “What? It’s grate! Can you imagine someone screaming after you, after you fought them and screaming it? Harley, imagine Bat saying it with this straight expression of his.”

“So you called yourself that, only because it would sound funnily?”

“Floyd, there is no possible way angrily say Bubbles. And that’s why I choose it.”




“Chato!” (y/n) get from behing Floyd and run to him and that big monster. She slides and got to man, hugging him in the same moment bomb exploded. Everything went in slow motion in that moment. Chato opened his eyes and looked at her in the moment she used her power to move the power from explosion through them and right at the monster above them, shielding Chato and herself from harm. Those few seconds felt like a millennium to the both of them. She was hugging him so close to herself that they almost melted together, while he was just looking at her, not believing what is going on.


When explosion ended, (y/n) looked from the whole and raised her hand, only for Harley to catch it and pulled her up, hugging her with all her force.

“You are alive!”

“And you are hugging me too hard!”

“Good. It’s your punishment for scaring me! How could you do that?! I though I lost my closest friend!”

“Yeah…” She looked behind her at Chato, who was couching. He looked at her in shock, still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that he is alive. “OK, less hugging and more fighting we still have bitch… I mean witch to defeat.”




“Hey, you saved me.” (y/n) looked from her now blank computer screen at Chato. Amanda Waller arranged for the team to have day room, if they wanted to meet. And (y/n) got a laptop to have a chat on skype with her brother.

“Yeah, you are quick, it was a week.” She closed her computer and putted it away, looking at the man who sat next to her.

“I still couldn’t believe it, you know? I though that it was end for me, but you? You literally risked your own life just to save me.”

“Well, what can I say? I loco, ain’t I?” He laughed at her, really laughed.

“Don’t you ever try to speak Spanish again.”
“You have my word.” They was looking at each other for a while before he bowed his head and kissed her. It was quick, and totally unexpected for her, but hell, it was hot. Like literally… hot… “Ow, you burned my lip.” She flicked him in the forehead.

“Sorry. I got nervous.” He blushed and tried to take her hands from her lips to look at the burn.

“You stupid ass.” She wanted to hit him, but he cached her hand and kissed her again. “And what was that?”
“I kissed it better.”

“Kiss better my ass.”

“I would, but I don’t know if guards will not arrive at the wrong moment.” She flicked him in the forehead and stood up, bending down to get her laptop from the coffee table. She quickly straightened up when she felt him smacking her but.

“Chato Santana!”

“Bubbles.” He winked at her. She laughed and quickly left the day room, stopping in the doorway to look at him and winked at which he smiled.

Well, it’s going to be fun.

4

Prompt: The reader is Lydia’s cousin, because of previous events between the two, the reader doesn’t trust Lydia and even despites her. As the reader is forced to hang out with Lydia’s group of friends, she is surprised to see some familiar faces and even more surprised when an unexpected connection is born with an unexpected pack member.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1938

A/N: This is the first imagine I’ve been posting after a year of writers’ block. I hope you’ll like it J

Special Gratitude: @joeynihil


Part 1:

“Maybe I should stay over at Emma’s for the Summer?” I suggested, doing my best to prevent my dad from taking my suitcase down the stairs.

My father sighed, tired of having the same conversation with me, “Christmas is a family holiday and Natalie invited us, so we are ALL going. Period!” he decided, earning a frown from me, “now, take your suitcase and let’s go” he said kissing my forehead.

But I gently pushed him away, “leave me alone” I mumbled as I grabbed my suitcase, struggling with it as I step down the stairs.

It’s been an hour of driving so far, the earphones are on full volume as the 15th song was playing, I could see my father’s attempts to get my attention, but I ignored it… until I felt one of the earphones are being pulled out of my right ear.

“aye!”

“I know you are not a big fan of Lydia-“ my mom started.

“-I hate her” I corrected impatiently.

“She’s still family” my dad warned me looking at me thru the rearview, and I stuck my tongue out at him as a reply, causing him to laugh.

“I talked with Natalia, and she told me Lydia has changed a lot” my mom said, trying to convince me.

I chuckled humorlessly, “Well, I don’t buy it considering she pretended to be my best friend during freshman year, and then she humiliated me in front of the whole school saying, and I quote: ‘you are a shame to the Martin family, you don’t deserve to be my cousin’, while I was, literally, on the floor with everyone pointing and laughing” I said with venomous attitude in my voice, not even taking a breath between the words and fury I was feeling, “so no, I don’t like her, or buy the whole ‘she matured’ kind of speech” I said, air quoting the matured parts.

My mom looked at me with sad eyes, remembering how much this day affected me – affected so much that we had to move away.

“now if you will excuse me, I’m going back to listening to some music” I said pushing my earphones back into my ears, hoping the care ride will never end and our destination will never be in sight.

“you’ve grown so much Y/N!” aunt Natalia said with such excitement as she cupped my cheeks before embracing me in a tight hug.

“long time no see, auntie” I smiled at her, doing my best to make it seem as real as possible.

“I am so happy you could make it, how are you?” Natalia asked greeting mom and dad.

“we are doing great, happy to spend the Summer back here” my dad smiled at his sister, clearly he missed her.

“alright, enough with the greetings” my aunt dismissed, “I bet you had a long ride and you want to settle down and unpack, so the guestroom will be at your service, Kyle and Maya” she smiled looking at her brother and sister in law, “and for my dear nephew, I organized you a bed in Lydia’s bedroom, I hope you will feel comfortable” she smiled.

My heart dropped, “Awesome!” I faked a smile, “now it would be even awesomer, if you could kill me now and skip the torture part” I said, sarcastically making everyone snicker.

I looked at them with crossed arms and raised eyebrow, “I was not joking”.

My heart was pounding as I stood in front of Lydia’s bedroom’s door. It looked exactly the same.
I took in a deep breath and got the courage to finally knock.

“yes?” I heard Lydia’s voice for the first time in almost three years.

I slowly turned the knob and walked in, my heart dropped the moment Lydia’s eyes met with mine, she looked exactly the same, same style of clothes, same love for hairstyles and the same face.

“Y/N! long time no see” Lydia beamed, getting off her bed making her way to welcome me, but I stopped her immediately.

“cut it, Lydia” I snapped.

“but Y/N-“ she started but I stopped her once again.

“they say you’ve changed, but I don’t believe it” I continued, “unfortunately, I’m forced to share a room with you, so let’s just stay out of each other’s way and pray for this Christmas to be over before it even begun” I attacked immediately.

We were both quiet, staring at each other’s eyes, mine were furious while hers looked as if they filled with mixed emotions.

She pressed her lips, speechless and a bit offended(?), she just replied, “however you want”.

It’s been three days since I came, and Lydia seemed to understand the message. Every now and then, she would try to get on my good side, but all I did was shooting an uninterested expression and she would just drop it.

But today, it seemed she was more than determinate to have some alone time with me.

At the breakfast table, she got me trapped, offering me in front of our parents to go shopping with her. And even when I tried to find a way out, my parents thought it was a “fantastic idea”.

So yeah, here I am in the passenger seat of Lydia’s car, with crossed arms and the most killer vibes ever, the uncomfortable feeling could be felt from and to miles away.

“I like your outfit” she said, trying to break the silence.

“no you don’t” I replied knowingly.

She huffed, “fine, I don’t, but at least I am trying to make a conversation” she shrugged.

I huffed back rolling my eyes again, “Don’t bother”.

“I really have changed” she confirmed confidently, “I am much more persistent these days” she pressed her lips with the all too familiar old Lydia Martin attitude.

I rolled my eyes, you’ve changed Lydia? Well guess what? So have I.

 

“are you ready cous?” Lydia asked with a smirk.

I stared at her with fury, “Do you think it’s funny?!” I snapped turning to face her, “What don’t you get Lydia?! I don’t want anything to do with you! The only reason I am here is because I was freaking FORCED to!” I raised my voice at her.

Lydia smile, “Well I do want something with you, Y/N” she said, tossing a stand of her hair out of her sight with the back of her fingers “I want my cousin back” she admitted crossing her arms.

“Good luck in finding this gullible, because she ain’t believing anything coming from you” I shot back

“You sure take longer than me to get ready, you better hurry up so we won’t be late” she teased with a mischievous smile.

The car ride was wildly quiet, the fury was shooting out of my body.

Arriving to the host’s place, when we walked in I was surprised shocked to see her group of friends… well, the other’s I didn’t know but the two boys I was shocked to see.

“Y/N? is that you?” Scott asked completely shocked.

“I-I could ask you the same” I said as he pulled me in a warm embrace, he got more muscular and strong, seems that the unpopular wimpy Scott was long gone.

Looking at Stiles direction I was even more shocked when I saw Lydia and him greeting with a kiss on the lips.

“Y/N?” Stiles asked coming to greet me, “you took off the braces and the glasses!” he said surprised.

“yeah, I wear contacts now and the braces had to go at some point” I shot back, mocking excitement.

Stiles smiled proudly, “still a pain in the ass, good to see you” he said sarcastically before putting an arm around me, ushering me inside, “everyone, meet Y/N, Y/N meet everyone” he introduced me to quite a big group.

“Does ‘everyone’ have names?” I air quoted.

Scott stood from my other side, “these are Liam, Hayden, Corey, Mason, Theo and Malia” he introduced.

“I still don’t trust Theo” Stiles commented.

They all said hi, greeting me with smiles and waves of their hands, except of Malia who stood before me, eyes burning into mine, “hello?” I asked confused.

The moment I said that, she looked a bit nervous and just went to the other side of the room right after mumbling out “nice to meet you”.

I looked up at Scott, “is she always like that?” I asked quietly so she won’t hear me.

Scott looked as confused as I was, “not at all” he admitted.

I don’t know what it was about her, but I felt an unfamiliar tingle in my stomach.

What’s going on?

 

We decided to watch the movie ‘Jennifer’s Body’, we were all watching quietly, but I couldn’t help but every once in a while, to sneak a look at Malia. Something about her was different, and that made me feel good in a weird kind of way.

I really don’t know what it was, but I felt drawn.

How is that even possible, I am not gay nor bisexual. I love boys

“are you interested in someone?” I could hear Lydia whispering from beside me.

I felt my face heating up, “why would I trust telling you anything?” I shot at her, not taking my eyes off the TV.

Lydia sighed standing up, I looked up at her and before I even realized anything, she caught my hand and dragged me to one of the rooms in Scott’s house.

“you liked Jackson when we were freshmen, has something changed?” she raised an eyebrow.

I looked at her a bit confused, “yeah, I stopped liking this asshole” I replied, wrapping my palm around the door knob ready to leave this conversation, but Lydia stopped me, “let me go Lydia” I demanded thru gritted teeth.

“Are you Bisexual, Y/N?” she asked frowning in suspicious.

I sent her a death glare, before stepping outside the random room and back to the living room, leaving Lydia behind me.

Returning to the living room, I sat back down, this time on the couch next to Scott, as far as possible from Lydia.

As the night went on, the movie has finally reached to the scene where Jennifer and Needy started making out on the bed, as the scene was on, I shifted a little bit uncomfortably, the images before my eyes made my mind wonder to my wildest imagination, if it was only Malia and I?

“are you okay?” Scott whispered, snapping me out of my deep thoughts and dirty imagination.

I looked at him, feeling my heart pounding against my chest with such force I didn’t know was possible, “where’s the toilet?” I asked, completely ignoring his question.

“down the hall, turn left” he smiled softly, as if knowing wxactly what’s going thru my head.

I nodded thanking him, before speeding to the toilet, ignoring Lydia’s stares.

As I stepped into the bathroom, I pulled myself to the mirror and looked up at my reflection, the panic across my face was so obvious that I felt embarrassed that Scott probably noticed, if not everyone…

“what’s wrong with you?” I asked my reflection, “You just met her!” I kept talking, “Scratch that, you are not into girls, you are into boys!” I reminded the girl in the mirror.

I sighed, turning away from the girl in the reflection, closing my eyes I took a deep breath before shaking my head, forcing my brain to shut down any other thought and forced a smile on.

Without a second look at the girl in the mirror, I stepped out of the toilet and carried on as the night continued.

Midnight Luxe (Part 2)

Originally posted by mayfifolle

(Part 1) (Part 3)  (Part 4)  (Part 5)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: University AU/ Angst / Smut

Summary: Your life was nothing but a drag until you met Jeon Jungkook. The alluring and beautiful fashion design student who asked you to model for his upcoming runway show, the man who turned your life upside down. Soon you find yourself pulled into his eccentric group of friends and their enticing world of fashion, sex and music, a world that may ultimately leave your heart in pieces.

Inspired by the anime/manga paradise kiss :)


Driving with Jungkook in his expensive open top car was perhaps the most liberating experience of your life. Your palms sweated against the black leather clad seats as your hair blew wildly in the wind.

Streetlights morphed into a blur as Jungkook sped down the road. He gripped the steering wheel tightly within his large hands and his eyes flitted over to you every so often, you felt so completely exposed being trapped in the gaze of his  beautiful knowing eyes. He didn’t smile at you, nor did he frown, instead he wore a facial expression that could almost be described as sultry, everything about him oozed sensuality, even when he wasn’t trying.

Already you were completely entranced.

The way Jungkook drove was wild. He was going so alarmingly fast and it set your heart hammering even harder than before. You had to stop yourself letting out a cry of panic as he flew over a speed bump, your body jolting upwards violently as he did so. It continued on like this, him rushing past red lights, going over the speed limit and you were pretty sure he almost killed about three pedestrians.

“I got my license three days ago” Jungkook announced with a smirk.

“Really? I never would have been able to tell” you replied, voice laced with sarcasm.

Even talking to him without your voice wavering proved to be difficult. He let out a small chuckle at your words, the melodic noise echoed through your mind even after he’d stopped.

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