this is why i shouldn't be allowed to do things late

MarkHyuck phone call..
  • Mark: Hey, are u sleeping already?
  • Donghyuck: what do you think?
  • Mark: Sorry to disturb you. I shouldn't call right now.
  • Donghyuck: Straight to the point Mark Lee.
  • Mark: Nothing. I'm just bored.
  • Donghyuck: There's no way you're getting bored. You got new friends there. You look so happy whenever you're with them.
  • Mark:'s different, I think? I'm enjoying myself rapping with them but it's different. I can't explain it.
  • Donghyuck: It's because you're doing something you love the most. Adrenaline rush, I think.
  • Mark: No. That's not the reason, Hyuck.
  • Donghyuck: I think you're just tired. You're going back late again today?
  • Mark: ......maybe? I don't know. They going to do more shooting for editing, so I don't know at what time we're going to finish.
  • Donghyuck: I'll be waiting for you in my dreamland by the time you come home.
  • Mark: .....
  • Donghyuck: ......
  • Mark: You should go to sleep now.
  • Donghyuck: Don't you think you need to tell me why are you calling me at the first place?
  • Mark: ......
  • Donghyuck: Are you planning to keep silent until tomorrow? If you don't have anything to tell me then..good night.
  • Mark: I miss you...
  • Donghyuck: ....yah, what's wrong with you?
  • Mark: I don't know. I'm just tired and your face come into my mind. The next things I know, I'm talking with you right now. Maybe I just want to hear you voice.
  • Donghyuck: You must be so tired right now. *blush*
  • Mark: But I really miss you! I meant it!
  • Donghyuck: I know, idiot! And we just met each other few hours ago.
  • Mark: I know. That's why I don't understand why I felt like this. I just..miss you suddenly. I miss you being noisy, annoying and talking non-stop beside me.
  • Donghyuck: Woah, Mark. Should I feel great right now? I can't believe you called me in the middle of the night just to diss about me? I feel happy. Thank you..take it take it take it!
  • Mark: *laugh*
  • Donghyuck: Don't you think you should continue your shooting right now? Because I need my beauty sleep.
  • Mark: Are you going to wait for me later?
  • Donghyuck: It's 12Am. I don't think I can..
  • Mark: Ah..okay. *disappointed* I should go now. Good night pretty Hyuck, have a nice sleep. Dream of me.
  • Donghyuck: Shut up, Mark Lee. I don't think I want to have nightmare tonight.
  • Mark: Bye~miss you.
  • Donghyuck: Geez~~bye
  • At 3Am
  • Mark: Hey, Hyuck. Wake up. Why are you sleeping in the living room? I thought you want to have beauty sleep. Why are you sitting in the dark here?
  • Donghyuck: I thought you want me to wait for you. I fell asleep just now.
  • Mark: *shocked*
  • Donghyuck: Why are looking at me like that? Lets go to our room. I'm sleepy! Gosh its already 3AM!
  • Mark: *hug Donghyuck* I miss you!!
  • Donghyuck: Damn it Mark Lee! Lemme go!
  • Mark: *kiss Donghyuck's lips*
  • Mark: Sorry making you waiting for me but I am so happy right now.
  • Donghyuck: Did you just kissed me?!
  • Mark: Yeah. Why? I can't kiss my boy?
  • Donghyuck: Who the heck give you permission to kiss me?! When the heck I've become your boy?! You're not allowed to be the cool one here!!
  • Mark: *rolled eyes and dragged Donghyuck to their shared room*
  • Mark: Sleep with me..
  • Donghyuck: I said, you're not allowed to be cool right now!
  • Mark: I know. Lets sleep.
  • Donghyuck: I hate you Mark Lee.
  • Mark: I know.
  • Donghyuck: I miss you too. *blushed & covered his face on Mark's chest*
  • Mark: I miss you more Lee Donghyuck.
  • Donghyuck: By the way, I don't like it you being close with other kids especially that Yoonho guy.
  • Mark: I'm all yours. You know that..
  • Donghyuck: Shut up. *smile cutely*
Young Idol [1]


You where in the usual place, with the usual friends, drinking the usual drink  you always drunk. Man high school sucked, you thought, even if it was your last year there you still couldn’t wait to get out of that fucking place and start actually living your life. It’s not the absolute useless assignments that you always had to have ready by Friday that made you hate it so much, god forbid for all you knew these were the best part of your high school life, the fucking annoying thing was the people there. You never really hanged out with people from your high school, you only had friends from unis(universities). They seemed more mature to you and plus their lives were actually interesting unlike from all the people that attended your school.

“What’s up with you today kiddo?” Yura teased you because she saw you thinking to yourself. ‘Kiddo’ is your nickname there, you don’t necessarily like it but you got used to it eventually.

“Its really nothing..” you said drinking the last sip from your drink. ”I should go get another one” you said and went off.

You sat down at a bench a little outside the club you were in wanting to think to yourself some more with no interruptions. You always planned what you were going to do after high school ended. Although  you weren’t an angel or a proper kid you always wanted to attend a very good university - you might not seem like it but you study a lot and you are a smart kid, you always do assignments and get good grades just because you wanted to do something with your life after you graduate- 

Your thoughts stormed off when you saw a male figure sitting down on the bench next to you. ‘Great, just fucking great. Can’t I even get  some privacy around here?’ you thought to yourself. The dude was drunk but you could tell he could get it together - impressing-. He didn’t act drunk it was just this smell of  alcohol showering you even though you weren’t that close to each other. To be honest, he looked a little lost.

“Everything okay?” you said and you saw him jumping a little at your voice. ‘Don’t fucking tell me he’s so drunk that he didn’t even notice me’ you thought

“Sorry, I uhm..” his eyes met yours, and even though there was little light you could still see them sparkling “I’m sorry..I didn’t see you there..” he said moving his head downwards, now looking at the ground. 

‘Fuck his proportions look flawless’ you thought inspecting every inch of his face. But, why does he look so familiar? Could he had come to this club before? I mean, its a fancy club and it attracts some pretty fancy people, but he is not.. just fancy. You couldn’t really describe it but there was something more to him.

“Seeing something you like?” he said and his cockiness caught you of guard. He was a lost puppy just a second ago..

“Not much but, have we met before? You look really familiar..” you said and obviously your question seemed like something he didn’t  get that often.

“You, you don’t know who I am?” damn, he sure is full of himself. He did look genuinely surprised though..

“Ugh I don’t know.. should I?” he seemed intimidated by your answer. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, Wow that’s a first, you almost always can read through people like they are an open book, but he looked like he had sealed the pages.

“No.. no you shouldn't” he gave you a smirk that could kill. ”You know, I’m not usually like this. I mean I don’t get drunk or come to clubs for that say” he paused looking at your  face slowly coming towards your eyes. “ People like you would consider me a ‘bore’ “

 “People like me?” you questioned

“Yes you know, people that have friends and can go out and have fun, drinking talking going outside without any trouble” he said

Without any trouble? Well yes that was part true. Your parents weren’t exactly happy for you going out like this, not knowing your friends. But your good grades made up for it. You weren’t a bad kid nor would you ever be influenced by things people would do, and your parents knew that.. they were just a bit cautious and you couldn’t blame them, they were your parents after all.

“Without any trouble?” you questioned chuckling. “ What exactly could put you into trouble? You look a little too old to be schooled over”

“Its… the job I do. Lets say that it doesn’t allow me to go out.” he said

“Well I see you out right come you can now?”

“I wore this” he pulled a face mask out of his jacket’s pocket “Not a lot of people can recognize me if I have this and a hoodie covering my face..and its not fun to wear them so I just decide to hang indoors, if you could call it like that.”

You started putting the pieces together. He was obviously someone famous, that’s why you felt like you knew him. But did that change how you saw him? Not at all.. you weren’t like that. People were people no matter what.

“So it’s indeed that hard to be famous huh?” you chuckled and he laughed along knowing that you were on to him.

“You have no idea..” he smiled at you. His smile was beautiful, nothing like his smirk before, his smile was kind of dreamy.

“So what are you doing this late in a dark alley outside a club mister Famous?” you asked jokingly

“Well I’m pretty happy because I found what I was looking for” he paused after he saw the expression you made. This wasn’t what you singed up for. You didn’t want to be part of his ‘I’m a famous fuckboy’ game. “For gods sake I didn’t mean it like that” he smiled “ I wanted to find someone apart from my band members to talk to. To not know and for him to not know me, but its kind off hard if you're like me..”

You knew how he felt even thought you weren’t famous. You were willing to hear everything he had to say and let him get things out of his chest. This had nothing to do with the fact that he was famous, that was just you being you.

“Well, I’m all ears” you said

“How can I be sure that you are not a sesang that is going to post everything about this conversation on twitter? Or even worse, a reporter?” you laughed when you heard that. You got up “Fine i’ll just leave then” you joked. He reached for your hand pulling you back down next to him this time a little closer. “ No, please stay..” he said

“Alright. Start quickly thought.. my friends will be worried, if they start searching for me and find me I can not assure you that they will not recognize you”

With that he started telling you everything with some jokes in between to shimmer down the atmosphere. He told you how he was really stressed about their upcoming comeback, about all the new promotions that they would have and how they didn’t got a proper break. He told you how much he missed his parents and how sad he was to not get to spend new years eve with them. He ended with the thing that has had him depressed for a long time now, his grandma. He loved her a lot and he misses her even more. He didn’t go into much detail about that though you couldn’t blame him, he was a stranger to you after all.

“Wow that felt better than I thought” he said and grabbed your palm. “Thank you..really”

He was a great guy, you could tell. His love and respect  for his loved ones effected you.

“But hey I never asked” he smiled at you “ what’s your name?”

“Oh its Y/N, how about you?”

“It’s really, really nice to meet you Y/N” he smiled while getting up bringing you up with him. He gave you a very quick and innocent kiss on the cheek witch felt like heaven. He then went to a black car parked a little farther from where you were standing. He opened the door and looked at you, the light now was enough to see his face a little better. His eyes.. hell those eyes..

“I’m Taehyung, Kim Taehyung”


Summary: You and Youngjae get paired up for a choir duet, and you get along better than expected.

Genre: Fluff/smut

Length: 2413

Ship + Smut Request

You all gathered around as the choir teacher prepared to announce the people who would be performing solos and duets at the next concert. You and your friend held hands, and you crossed your fingers. You desperately wanted a solo. Music was basically your life, and you had been working hard for years for a moment to really shine. There were two solo shots, so you thought you had a chance.

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I Shouldn't Have Said That Part 1- George Weasley Imagine

Anonymous said:
I was wondering if you could do a george/twins one shot where the reader is a girl in gryffindor, who’s best friends with the twins even though she’s a year below them? But George and y/n get into a massive argument and end up shouting etc. and really insulting and hurting eachother? And they’re both really stubborn so they both continue being really nasty and dismissive toward eachother, until eventually Fred gets so sick of it and tries to get them to make up? And then fluff or something? :3

A/N: special thanks to @raeisawkward and @zbops for the argument starter-y bits!

You sat at a table in the Three Broomsticks, waiting for George. He was late. Again. Ever since you two had started dating you had met up at the Three Broomsticks every Hogsmede weekend. Last year he had made it to every date. This year, the same could not be said. By the looks of things, this would be the fifth one he’s missed. You sighed and ordered yourself a butterbeer to avoid looking pathetic. You figured George had until you finished your drink to show up, then he’d have missed your date by half an hour.

You sipped your drink slowly and thought of all the things you’d say to George once he showed up. Part of you wanted him to walk through the door right now, the other part wanted him to stay away so you could give him a piece of your mind once you got back to Hogwarts.

The bottle was half empty now, and there was no sign of him. A Hufflepuff boy stumbled through the door with a Ravenclaw girl in tow. They were laughing together and weaving through the tables hand in hand to get to a secluded booth in the back of the shop. You scowled at them as they passed your table. You took another swig of your drink. Was George out with another girl? The very thought of it made you feel sick, so you swallowed the remaining butterbeer in two gulps, stood up, and stalked out of the shop.

You marched up to the castle, thinking of all the things you’d say to your dear boyfriend once you saw him. This was the fifth date out of seven that he’s failed to show up for.


He wasn’t at the castle. You checked the common room, the dormitories, the Great Hall, the hospital wing, and the lake. Unless he was in a detention, you couldn’t think of where else he’d be. You slumped down against a tree at the water’s edge and threw pebbles into the lake. George wouldn’t sink as low as to cheat on you…would he? You were a year below him, and he did seem to pay an awful lot of attention to Katie.

You threw the next pebble extra hard.

“I’m just being stupid, he’s allowed to have friends that are girls.” You mumbled to yourself. Nevertheless, you couldn’t help but worry. You scrubbed your hands over your face and sighed. The sky was turning pink and it was almost time for dinner.

As you walked up the grassy hill, you spotted two red-headed twins making their merry way up to dinner from the Forbidden Forest. You scowled and walked over to Fred and George.

They were laughing about something. You cleared your throat.
“Oh, hey Y/N, how w-”
“George, can we talk?” You said curtly.
“Uh, sure.”
You looked pointedly at Fred, who rolled his eyes and walked on.
“Where were you today?” You asked as you crossed your arms.
“Hogsmede, and then the forest. Why do you ask?” He replied.
“So you were in Hogsmede then!”
“Huh? Of course I was.” He said slowly.
“You didn’t come to our date!”
“Actually, I did come, but you weren’t there.” George replied.
“You were over half an hour late, you jerk!”
“You can call me a lot of things, Y/N, but you can never call me late for dinner.” George laughed. You scowled. Why wasn’t he understanding!

“Is everything a joke to you?” You snapped.
“No, I just don’t see what the problem is with me being late for one date!”
“THAT’S THE FIFTH ONE YOU’VE MISSED THIS YEAR!” You shouted and balled your hands into fists by your side.
“I don’t mean to miss them Y/N, honest!” He held his hands out in a placating gesture.
“What do you do then? If you don’t mean to miss them!” You sneered.
“Well…y'know. Zonkos, Honeydukes, that type of stuff. I get distracted.” George said, scratching the back of his neck.
You scowled.

“George, be honest with me okay? Are you seeing anyone else?” You said.
George stared open-mouthed at you.
“Are you- what did you just say to me?” He stuttered.
“I asked if you were s-”
“I know what you said!” He said hotly.
“Then why’d you ask!”
“Are you serious? You actually think I’d do that to you!” He was getting madder.
“Well it wouldn’t surprise me!"and
"I can’t believe you right now! You know how I feel about you, I’d never sink that low!” He said heatedly. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

“What? So now you don’t believe me!” He shouted.
“Why should I take your word for it!” You countered.
“Because I. Am. Your. Boyfriend!” He snapped.
“That’s the most pathetic reason anyone could ever come up with. It’s even pathetic by your standards!”
You had let that slip out before thinking. And now, as you saw the hurt in his eyes, you regretted it.
“Look, I didn’t m-” You began softly.
“Save it.” George spat. His arms were crossed and he was looking anywhere but you.
“I’m just mad because I feel like you’re ignoring me.” You explained.
“No. You’re mad because I have a life outside of you! Y'know, friends and stuff!”

And that was all it took for every last trace of regret for hurting him to vanish. You put your fists on your hips and took a step towards him.
“Is that so?” You said cooly. George watched you cautiously.
“Well at least I don’t live my life trying to live up to my brother’s.” You hissed.
“What the fuck do you mean, Y/N?”
“You know exactly what I mean, George Weasley. Always trying to beat them. Always trying to prove yourself. It’s pathetic!”
You knew you had struck a nerve.

George was biting the inside of his cheek. His face was red and his eyes were so full of anger, he looked like a complete stranger.
“Well you’re one to talk!” He exclaimed.
“Always tagging along with me and Fred! No one ever sees you with any other friends besides us and (your friends name)! That’s more pathetic then anything.”
Your stomach dropped. He knew full well that that was one of your biggest insecurities. You felt tears prickling at your eyes, but you refused to cry. Not here. Not in front of George. The two of you stood in silence, glaring daggers at each other for a moment. George swallowed thickly.
“I’m going up to dinner.” He hissed in passing.
“Stay the hell away from me!” You shouted after him. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him whirl around. But you didn’t look back at him, you just kept walking.

A prompt fill from this list.

“Is there a reason  why I shouldn't ?” She asked airily.

Merlin clenched his jaw. He shut the door behind him.

The last thing he wanted was for Gaius to see Morgana sprawled naked on his bed. “Your presence here is dangerous.”  Merlin looked anywhere but at her nude body. His gaze roamed the floor of his small room until it found her shift and black dress.

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samyazaz  asked:

Ahh, happy fic anniversary, darling! How about E/R, high school sleepovers?

(Ah, thank you, dear! I hope this is okay! It got kinda long. CW for references to consensual sexual activity between teenagers.)

It’s always kind of weird, coming over to Grantaire’s house, Enjolras thinks. They don’t usually hang out at one another’s houses, but when they do, it’s usually Enjolras’. It’s even weirder with Grantaire’s parents both gone, and even though it’s smaller than Enjolras’ house, it seems to echo.

Grantaire doesn’t seem bothered, though, having Enjolras step out of his shoes by the door as he flicks the lights on.

“My dad’s got a conference, and my mom is out of out of town on work,” he told Enjolras earlier this week, with an easy shrug like there was nothing unusual with parents leaving their 17-year-old son alone for a week and a half. But maybe it’s not, to him, because a lot of things that seem very not okay to Enjolras don’t seem to faze Grantaire at all. “Do you want to come over for a few days?”

He’d asked his parents, coaching it in terms of Grantaire not wanting to be alone while his parents were gone (leaving out how long they’d be gone), and they had been fine with it. Enjolras has been dating Grantaire for a year and a half, now, and sometimes he thinks his mother knows, but she’s never hinted at it, so he doesn’t feel like he should bring it up. It’s… Enjolras doesn’t know how he feels, but he doesn’t want to ruin this careful balance he’s struck up.

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I need to just say how much I bloody hate this.
Putting something Benedict said, which can easily be interpreted in a bad way, next to Tom saying this, is just so unfair to Benedict. It can so easily make Benedict seem like he has a negative outlook on his fans, while Tom is more than willing to go above and beyond, because he loves it.

I think Benedict is being misunderstood. He’s not being a dick, he doesn’t hate his fans, and there’s nothing wrong with what he said.
He went from having a totally normal and private life, to his neighbours tweeting about everything he did, and having his privacy totally invaded, and having people write and draw porn about him. He used to look in the mirror and see things he hated, and now people are swooning over it. His face is on shirts, phone covers, lock screen backgrounds, icons, ect. People scream his name and want selfies with him, everywhere he goes. He’s wanted to put his signature on a book that he didn’t write, because he happens to be in one of the many shows/movies that were created and based off of said book. That’s weird to him.

So, he says that he thinks it’s fucking weird, because hell, it kind of is - maybe fans don’t see it, because we want his autograph, or some expect him to love us to death and love the attention he gets from us; but to him, it’s so weird - and now there are people calling him a dick, saying this is why they hate him, saying he’s not cool, ect.
Benedict went from being just some guy, to suddenly insanely famous, with everyone interested in him. That would be weird to anyone. I’m pretty sure he’s still not used to it… and with everything he’s seen and gone through, I don’t know that he will be. Why does that make him a dick? Why does living with privacy for thirty years and suddenly having that all taken away, and having him feel rather uncomfortable about that, make him "not cool"?

I think Benedict is extremely cool, because despite how weird he thinks this all is, he does go above and beyond for his fans.

At TIFF, 2013, he was premiereing 12 Years A Slave and I was there. The whole time, there were these professional autograph sellers in front of me, who knew nothing about Benedict, aside from the fact that his autograph would make them money, and they were shit talking him the whole time. “I bet he’s a total dick.” “He’s not gonna spend any time with his fans, he’s just gonna wave and go right in.” “He doesn’t give a shit about his fans.” “He’s gonna be late just so he doesn’t have to see his fans.” I was so offended by that, because I knew that Benedict did give a shit about his fans. No, I didn’t know him personally, but I sure as hell knew him better than these money leeches.
Well, at 6:00, when the whole thing started and all of the stars had to be inside, the autograph sellers left, because Benedict hadn’t shown up, and they thought they were right. Well, just a few minutes later, Benedict did arrive, and he waved, tried to make made a heart with his hands for his fans, and went inside. BUT - he sent someone outside to inform us all that he would be back to see us. We were also told, by that same lady, that there was a .05% chance that anyone that went in, ever came back out. But he did. After his interviews, he came back outside. He missed the beginning of the premiere of his own movie so that he could sign things for countless people, take group photos, and make his fans happy.
I know that he does stuff like that a lot. What I don’t know, is why it’s stuff like Benedict thinking it’s fucking weird to autograph books that aren’t his, is shared more than Benedict being the .05% of people who come out and miss his own premiere to be with his fans.

Probably because Benedict voices his opinion about things… something Tom doesn’t do.
Tom had to stop visiting fans while he was doing Coriolanus, because they were so out of control. He was stalked. He got his ass grabbed. And there’s a lot more on top of that.
Does he complain about these things? No - and if he even addresses it, it’s done very lightly.
He made a vow to never be rude to anyone, especially if they were doing something nice for him. His fans support him, and to him, that’s so much more than just being nice. So, no, there’s no way in hell he would ever say or do anything that could be interpreted in a bad way.
Benedict didn’t.
Benedict had someone in a helicopter with a Swat light abseil down over his house.
Benedict thinks it’s weird as hell.
He’s going to say that.
But nonetheless, Benedict ruins those books with his terrible signature because that’s what his fans want.
And I’m pretty sure that’s what counts.

Gruvia's recent interactions: why we are discouraged and why we shouldn't be

There has been some disappointment lately regarding Gray’s seemingly distant attitude towards Juvia, as well as some discomfort about his interaction with other female characters. I’ve been piling my thoughts on these for a while and they’ve riped enough for me to share.

To be honest, the Gruvia reunion in the previous chapter was how I expected it to be. Was I inwardly hoping that maybe it would elicit a cute reaction from Gray, like a clutching-her-shoulders sort of thing he did in their previous reunion or something? You bet I did. However, what we got fits the current situation and IMO makes perfect sense.

I think, aside from the obvious fact that Gray’s terseness at times (rejection, leaving Juvia for 6 months without a satisfying apology -at least not that we know of- etc) has earned a judging eye from the fandom and expectations to see him make up for it in some way, there are two major factors making us want more from Gray and Juvia’s interactions than what we get in certain occasions. One is that Juvia’s vehemence makes Gray’s emotional constipation fall short in comparison. It seems to create the (false) impression that if he’s not indulging, he’s not feeling things for her. Juvia’s shenanigans and profuse affection are adorable, but Gray is by no means entitled to respond accordingly, which he doesn’t for reasons I’ll touch on later.

The second is the generous screentime Mashima grants to the ship. Gruvia admittedly is the most showcased couple after (which is the main pairing of the series and will always enjoy the most attention). But that doesn’t mean he’s going to cram a moment every time Gray and Juvia exist in the same panel. Not all the time is time for Gruvia fluff. To be frank, I don’t even see Gray’s lack of reaction to Juvia’s greeting hug as his usual tsun-ness. I think the guy is just focused on the situation at hand (that normally shouldn’t be including her and it’s probably rather inconvenient for him to have her around when Zeref and other Spriggans might attack but I’ll talk about that later). If anything, the fact that he’s not surprised or bothered by her hug shows how it has become a natural thing between them and that he’s comfortable with it. She hugs him happily because that’s what Juvia does and he lets her and that’s all for now. There doesn’t have to be something more.

Now, let’s take another look into Gray’s remoteness, which has a lot to do with (as many of us have been speculating) his growing feelings towards Juvia, the fears that still linger in his head, and the new major chapter in his character arc, END. END is essentially a new Deliora to Gray. A demonic figure creeping above the people he’s lost that he wants to defeat. It’s almost as if life gave him a second chance to execute a revenge right. And this time, he’s not allowing any casualties. Juvia is the person he’s most attached to that is still alive. Of course she is, they lived together for half a year and he’s even sought comfort in her chest.That’s why he’s determined to keep her out of harm’s way. He’s died once for that very purpose. And as the story and his feelings progress, this resolve intensifies. He agreed into not explaining Juvia why he was going to leave in order to not risk having her involved during Avatar arc and now, as squisherific said, it looks as though he doesn’t want her there, in the middle of such a potentially dangerous situation. But in order to keep her away physically, sometimes he also has to keep her away emotionally, and while Juvia ignores those details, she knows he cares about her more than he lets out.

This manga might be heavily invested on romance but Gruvia is only a fraction of it and Mashima is going to adjust it to the settings of the story (ex. leaving Juvia alone and depressed merely for the sake of Avatar arc) and the tension he’s trying to build up (ex. rejection, Gray’s questionable comment about living together), not the other way around. Sometimes it might not be the best possible thing ever but that’s how it is.

Did I want to see Gray and Juvia talk when the Avatar business ended? Hell yes, but unfortunately Mashima didn’t deem it necessary and truth be told, it wasn’t. It was needed but not necessary storytelling-wise. Would I prefer something other than an excuse that Juvia supposedly moved in Gray’s place on her own and he had to comply (which I do not really believe)? Anytime, but Mashima wanted to maintain status quo in their relationship so that he can keep teasing it, and chose this way to do it.

Of course though, everyone can, and ought to be critical of how things are being handled in a story but I do think that we’ve set the bar of our expectations a little too high and that them not being met shouldn’t in any case make us insecure about Gray’s feelings, or the ship’s one-way to canon. Gray died for Juvia, took hold of her hand and comforted her, he grieved in her embrace, lived with her, and there’s more to come. So keep calm and ship Gruvia ^-^

anonymous asked:

prompt: booty call.

Kensi looks up from her paperwork as her partner waltzes into the bullpen. She frowns at him. “Are you whistling?”

Deeks sets his bag on his desk and drops into his chair. “I am.”

“You’re even worse at whistling than you are at singing. That’s a feat.”

He shakes his head, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“You just going to take that, Deeks?” Sam asks.

Deeks shrugs, totally unperturbed.

Callen looks up from his laptop. He looks at Deeks with squinty eyes. “You’re in a good mood.”


“Fish tacos for breakfast again?” Sam guesses.


“Good waves this morning?”

“I wouldn’t know.”

“Slept in?” Kensi asks, giving up on her paperwork completely.

Deeks nods at that. “I did.”

“Must have been up late,” Sam says. “Booty call?”

“As a matter of fact, yes.”

Something sticks in Kensi’s throat. It’s either her “marathoning BSG again?” question or her heart. 

It’s probably her heart.

“Huh,” says Callen.  “I didn’t know kids these days still did that.”

“Yes, grandpa,” Sam rolls his eyes, “some people actually have sex.”

“Hey, I have sex,” Callen defends.

Sam just gives him a look.

“I do! I did. I have, you know, in the past.”

Kensi barely registers their conversation as she struggles to wrangle her current emotions.  Which is dumb, of course, because why should she have emotions about this?  Why would Deeks having sex make her want to vomit?  God, she really wants to vomit. 

She tries to swallow without choking.

“Not recently really,” Callen continues, “but I’m working on rewiring the house so -” He clears his throat and redirects his attention. “So, Deeks, how was it?”

Kensi expects him to brush Callen off - end this conversation and put her out of her misery, but he doesn’t.

“It was delightful, actually. Very entertaining.”

Yeah, no.  She’s losing the ability to breathe.

“Entertaining how exactly? Were there props?”

“Callen wants tips.”

“I do not want tips.”

“He does,” Sam stage-whispers.

“Actually,” Deeks says as he reaches in his back pocket, “I happen to have an audio recording.”

“Oh my god, Deeks,” Kensi says, desperation helping her muster the ability to speak. “Please do not play that.”

Deeks ignores her request and starts tapping his phone. Sam and Callen both get up from their chairs and cross over to Deeks, eager to hear whatever he’s about to play.

Kensi stays where she is, unsure if her legs would even support her if she tried to move.

“Seriously?” Callen asks as he comes up beside Deeks. “Did you record the whole thing?”

Deeks shakes his head. “It cut out after a few minutes.”

“I am simultaneously desperately curious and horrified by the concept of this recording’s existence.”

“You don’t have to listen,” Callen assures his partner. “I’ll summarize for you.”

Sam snorts. “Like you’ll even know what’s going on.”

“I have sex sometimes, okay!”

“Uh huh.”

“I do!”

Sam grins. “Maybe you should record it as proof.”

“Okay, here it is,” Deeks says as he holds up his phone. He puts his finger to his mouth to silence the guys. “The beginning is my favorite part.”

Kensi’s jelly legs are going to have to be strong enough to carry her out of here because there’s no way in hell she’s going to sit here and - “Oh my god, is that me?”

She looks up to find her partner grinning from ear to ear.

It is. It is her and she’s - “Why do you have a recording of me singing?”

“Is that singing?” Callen asks, cringing. “It sounds like someone is strangling something.”

“Yeah,” Sam says, face equally contorted, “you’re not allowed to knock Deeks’ voice ever again.”

Embarrassment and confusion fuel her as she pushes out of her chair. She crosses to her partner, swiping his phone from his hand and shutting it off.

“What the hell, Deeks? How did you get that?”

He smiles and steps up to her, situating himself right in her space.  His face is inches from hers when he reaches around and hovers his hand over her ass.

He raps his knuckles against the phone in her back pocket and grins triumphantly.

“Booty call.”

anonymous asked:

Why do you like Swan Queen? I don't get it, they clearly aren't into each other and Regina does nothing but be really rude and bitchy to Emma. Emma shouldn't be friends let alone partners with a woman who has done nothing but be a stone cold bitch to Emma. Don't you even try to pull that homophobia thing back on me either because I completely agree there needs to be more LBGTQ representation , also you know I'm bi. - sincerely a confused Emma Swan stan

I like Swan Queen because the devil has entered my soul and corrupted it. It’s too late for me but there’s still time for you to save yourself!

I have compiled a very convenient list that I have entitled:

 What To Do When Satan Wants Me To Ship Swan Queen And How To Resist The Temptation Of Messaging Swan Queen Shippers

  1. In case you have no other choice but to be around a Swan Queen shipper or to go to a Swan Queen shipper’s blog, please make sure you are clinging onto a bible while doing so and are also wearing a sign around your neck saying “No homo(phobia)”.
  2. Every day precisely at midnight you must bang two pot lids together while yelling “MUSH MUSH MUSH MUSH” until 2 in the morning. Yes, you are allowed bathroom brakes.
  3. You are required to tattoo the words “Step Grandmothers Are Friends, Not Lovers“ on your right butt cheek if you are a female, and on your right testicle if you are a male. Non-Binary people are allowed to choose between tattooing them on their leg, neck or forehead.
  4. Add two spoons of vinegar to every bath you take.
  5. Always hop on one foot whenever you enter your room.
  6. Drink the blood of a virgin cis white boy.
  7. Hang a poster of Jesus Christ above your fireplace.

And here you go, anon. This should do it!

Be safe, be well, eat fruit and good luck.

Bonus Tip: Have sexual relations with Michael Coleman and you will be immune to Swan Queen for at least 2 weeks straight.

Title: Eyes of a Dragon

Fandom: AkaYona, manga spoilers for 100+

Ships: Gen ...mostly

Chapter Nine - Captured (AO3)

Previous chapters can be found in the: masterpost

…Yes. That canon event…(Below Cut)

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Agent Carter Sentence Starters - #2
  • "You lousy krauts are in big trouble once __________ gets here!"
  • "Would you mind changing that?"
  • "You moving?"
  • "I lost my roommate."
  • "You think you know people."
  • "What would you suggest?"
  • "I'd hate for you to grow tired of me."
  • "You sure you're reading the right kind of want ads?"
  • "I can't stay."
  • "It's too risky."
  • "Well, if you're certain you wouldn't like to see the master bedroom."
  • "Perhaps one night..."
  • "Just another day at the office."
  • "I'll be standing by with the car at ten to."
  • "Oh, don't be lewd!"
  • "Cancel them both."
  • "I could be your second pair of eyes."
  • "And how do you plan to find it?"
  • "Oh, you've popped a button."
  • "Well, what's the worst that can happen?"
  • "Please! I'll tell you anything you wanna know!"
  • "I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
  • "Is it a person or a place?"
  • "Eliminate all opposition."
  • "Now, are you gonna help me or hinder me?"
  • "Has he never heard of a bus?"
  • "Makes even less sense in the light of day."
  • "I've never seen anything like it."
  • "Excuse me, Sir Isaac Newton."
  • "What do you think did it?"
  • "I need to pop out for a minute - personal matters. Cover for me?"
  • "Can I help you look?"
  • "Get wigglin'."
  • "Perhaps it will be for the best."
  • "I don't have long so listen very carefully."
  • "Make it disappear."
  • "Shall we leave straight away?"
  • "To your very good health, gentlemen."
  • "It's ten forty-five in the morning."
  • "So it's personal - this attack?"
  • "Time out."
  • "Ow! Bloody hell..."
  • "What's your name, darling?"
  • "Stick around. We could use your help."
  • "And how am I to help?"
  • "How comfortable are you with this?"
  • "You'll be dealing with the ladies."
  • "Hold on a moment, sir. Excuse me. Sir?"
  • "Where does that lead?"
  • "May I?"
  • "I said stop!"
  • "Can I be of any further assistance?"
  • "I'm not gonna lie to you. You're in a bad spot."
  • "I don't believe you."
  • "We're under a bit of an accelerated time frame here."
  • "Just. Give. Me. A. Name."
  • "Don't say I didn't try to do this the easy way."
  • "You can threaten me all you want, but I'm not talking."
  • "Ladies shouldn't be seeing this."
  • "You boys play nice."
  • "A penguin could get here faster."
  • "I found one!"
  • "I'm late for my appointment!"
  • "I've- I've no idea what you're saying!"
  • "Don't make me come out there!"
  • "I'm thinkin' maybe it's me."
  • "I'm afraid I wouldn't make a very good neighbor."
  • "Too late!"
  • "Oh no! Nazis! Again!"
  • "I rather enjoy it actually."
  • "Are you trying to butter me up?"
  • "How flattering."
  • "It did seem a terrible waste though."
  • "We're gonna need a new stick."
  • "Hot damn! Let's go, boys."
  • "And here we are again."
  • "Should I leave the engine running in case you trigger another explosion?"
  • "On this occasion, I've got my own ride home."
  • "American women are so weak. You are coming with me!"
  • "Is that all you've got?"
  • "What would I ever do without you?"
  • "Why does this keep happening?"
  • "It's so hard getting straight answers out of people nowadays."
  • "Get out."
  • "Car trouble?"
  • "What the hell are you doing here?"
  • "I thought you'd be more impressed."
  • "I don't need your help."
  • "I want protection."
  • "Well, that seems incredibly brave or incredibly stupid."
  • "All finished!"
  • "Uh, bit of a snag actually..."
  • "Ooh, don't shoot yourself in the face."
  • "You did say you wanted to help."
  • "Stop fidgeting! Nothing's going to happen."
  • "Did either of you hear that?"
  • "Shake him loose!"
  • "Shoot up!"
  • "Well, that's suspicious."
  • "Pull. Over."
  • "If you do not pull over this instance, I will have no choice but to shoot you!"
  • "For God's sake, will you please stop shooting things!"
  • "Do I even need to ask?"
  • "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
  • "I hear it!"
  • "Jump clear!"
  • "This is where I get off."
  • "The hell is that?"
  • "I need to find out where you hid them."
  • "You're the only one who knows."
  • "Help me stop them."
  • "I think we should retrieve it immediately."
  • "Allow me."
  • "I used to come skinny dipping here as a kid."
  • "That's a sight."
  • "Somebody knows what we know before we know it, and it's really starting to chap my ass."
  • "You're quite good at that."
  • "You're very fortunate, you know?"
  • "Look me in the eye and say what you meant."
  • "Oh, you're so right! How I managed to stay alive before I met you, I have no idea."
  • "I can't tell if you're being arrogant or ignorant."
  • "If I allow people to get close to me, I put them in danger."
  • "You were his support."
  • "Your desire to help others is noble."
  • "As you were."
  • "She's a slut."
  • "You're gonna love living here!"
  • "Were you limping as you came in?"
  • "I still say it's him."
  • "You bet against me?"
  • "Nobody's lucky forever."
  • "You'll never be able to defeat my secret weapon!"
  • "Think I found something big."