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Boyfriend Changkyun

A/N: requesteeeeeeed pls request things so i can write them just drop an ask and imma try and write also might end up doing the whole of monsta x at this point lmao also shout out to the staff for letting me bullet point on mobile bc editing the html for this shit on mobile was fuckin awful anyway leggo

  • An actual literal baby
  • Hes the maknae of monsta x so idk what u expect
  • Like at first hes all cool and chic and what not and it impresses the hell out of u bc the rest of his group (for the most part) are just rly fckin stupid
  • And then u get to know him and its like oh no hes weird af too alright cool
  • Also kinda shy? About being affectionate?
  • Like does that thing where he will hold ur hand or put an arm around u or whatever casually
  • And if u point it out will deny it like ’…. idk what ur talking about’ while still holding ur hand
  • Changkyun is just hella lowkey about affection especially in public so dont expect too much
  • He will do it tho if u ask its just that he will be redfaced and embarrassed the whole time bc hes a big baby
  • Except when u guys are at home and hes in one of those playful moods bc then he will smother u with kisses and hugs and dote on u
  • And ur sitting there like ’??????? Where is this coming from????? Who are u and what have u done with changkyun’
  • Also u gotta be okay with the rest of monsta x probably being too involved with ur relationship
  • Hes their baby boy so they have to watch out for him while also constantly bothering him
  • Like jooheons gonna buddy up to u bc changkyun is his hashtag best bro so he wants to make sure ur not fuckin around with him so he would be ur friend to accomplish this but will tell u straight up that hes lookin out for his bro
  • Kihyuns would lowkey about it like he will perform full thorough background checks on u to make sure ur not wanted by the cops or some shit idk
  • Dont take it to heart bc theyre just lookin out for their baby boy (honestly same tbh) but once they figure out that u actually care and love him then ur alright in their books
  • And their involvement somehow gets worse bc now theyre always making fun of u guys
  • Like wonhos life mission to bother changkyun so thats all hes gonna do and ur unfortunately another thing wonho can use against him
  • For the most part ur very :// about it until wonho is like hey u wanna prank ur bf
  • And they its ;P rip changkyun bc pranking him is fun especially if its a sudden prank bc that face he makes when hes surprised/flustered is funny
  • Works out fine bc he annoys the fuck outta u too
  • Honestly a fuckin weirdo tho
  • Like sometimes when u go to the dorms and walk in his room hes just in some stupid ass pose waiting for u
  • Ur standing there like ‘what the fuck’
  • And hes lying there with his toes in the air or some shit like ‘ive been expecting u… lets get food’
  • Just go along with okay hes like that and its funny as hell
  • Likes to talk shit with you in english about the other members while theyre in the same room bc most of the time they dont understand what hes saying and u juat laugh bc once they find out hes gonna get his ass beat
  • Forces you to watch scary movies!!!
  • Bc hes a shitbag and loves terrorising u but also lowkey loves it when u hide against him
  • Honestly just tries to be an asshole and get on ur nerves but it backfires when u turn it against him
  • Like I said before hes rly shy about affection so he was rly shy about gettin down and dirty with u
  • Took you a long time to make him comfortable about having sex with you
  • You had to take things slow and work up to things and kinda baby him a little which is fine bc u dont wanna rush him
  • It was cute too tbh bc he seemed so innocent and shy
  • But after he got comfortable he got weird
  • Not kinky weird just when hes tryna seduce u its weird bc he wouldnt outright tell u hes horny and he wants to fuck
  • Nah hes gonna make weird as faces at u from across the room or text u a whole bunch of emojis that dont make sense and takes u ten minutes to figure out
  • Or say some stupid shit to try and seduce that leaves u more confused than turned on
  • I mean it still works once u figure out what hes asking for just that afterwards ur like why dont u just come out and fuckin say or rub ur boner against me or some shit like a normal person
  • (He tries to rub his boner against u but u were sitting on the couch and he tries to rub against ur arm or smthn it was rly weird but u still sucked him off bc at least he tried right)
  • Its funny bc he will say some dirty shit or be the type to imply dirty shit all the time but as soon as you get serious about it hes shies away like no i was kidding
  • And ur sitting there like ur a fuckin baby always teasing him like that
  • Speaking of, tease the shit outta him when u do suck him off 10/10 would recommend bc he just doesnt know what to do
  • Not the type to boss u around in the bedroom at least not seriously bc hes so clueless and flustered so it doesnt work out well
  • I bet he likes to be told what to do tho and is probably a whiny brat about it too
  • Like u try and tell him to eat u out and hes like do i have to and likes to bicker with u until u have had enough and just sit on his face
  • Loves it when u ride him honestly even better when u tie him up bc he cant do anything but watch and hes all wide eyed watching u bounce on him
  • The worst honestly but hey hes down to experiment
  • You gotta warm him up to the hardcore shit but he would do it for you
  • See thats his thing sometimes he pretends to be all chic and cool to impress you
  • And other times hes really fucking annoying
  • But at the end of the day he just rly loves u okay he does and he doesnt know how to express it properly so this is what he ends up doing
  • Changkyun is always there for u too
  • If u text him he will always text back it might take him a while bc time differences but he’ll text u back and will genuinely listen to what u have to say
  • And if u miss him he will sneak out the dorms to come see u
  • Buys u food if u say ur hungry or buys u things u said u liked once and just gives it to u no questions asked
  • Actions speak louder than words kinda guy really
  • Or more like he talks with his actions more than his words bc sometimes he just doesnt have the right words to articulate how much u mean to him and how much he loves u
  • And he really does love u bc u love and accept him for who he is without question
  • You accept his weird side when hes bein hyper when hes happy or sad or serious or stressed you accept it all offering a haven where he can just be
  • That is why hes always trying to offer the world to u even if u dont want it
  • Changkyun is ride or die honestly

Originally posted by changkyunho

Request:  you grabbing their dick while making out? ;)

S. Coups would probably smirk against your lips a bit surprised but would know what you want, and would start taking the lead ;)

Vernon would gasp against your lips and pull away from the kiss. He knew the hint of what you wanted but was startled that you started everything first, but would go with the flow after you just explained what you wanted lol

Mingyu being greasy af would prob take that has a sign that it’s okay to touch you also and would immediately slip his hand in either your shirt or pants whichever he feels like touching first. god help me with my bias

Wonwoo would pull away, smirking but would go back to kissing you, and would lay you down making the kiss more deep as his hands traveled down your body until it reached your pants and would begin to work on them and it’ll lead from there.

Hoshi is lowkey a dirty boy, you’ve seen his dances right? We all know he’ll like that you did the first move and would attack at your breasts real quick after hearing you moan just touching his cock was enough to get everything going.

Jun is the greasiest of greasers out there, lol. A sexy greaser! He’ll absolutely love you grabbing him while making out and would love it more if you went further into sliding your hand into his jeans to rub him. Please pleasure this boy.

Minghao will gasp like “?!?!?!” and ask what you are doing all freaking out saying that you’ll get caught by the other members but lets be real you’ll want the d getting caught or not lol


Seungkwan omg this kid will be so damn extra like “?11?!!/!/1 WHY?!1:1 WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING ME IN MY NO NO SPOT Y/N?! THAT’S BAD, THIS IS BAD QUALITY!!” Hint, don’t make the first move with this kid unless you KNOW he’s horny or if he makes the first move.

Joshua is lowkey a sinner lets be real lol he’ll probably lowkey enjoy it, and wouldn’t break the kiss and would just make the kiss deeper!

Jeonghan is lowkey dirty also, and would smirk against your lips and whisper while still kissing you, “so that’s the reason you really wanted to come to my room and make out..?” and so on so forth..

Woozi would turn as red as a tomato lol he’ll probably fly 50 feet into the air as soon as you even touched his crotch area, he’ll be on the ceiling breathing all heavy n shi like ?!?!?!!?!!?!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!!!! NO?!?!?!!!!????

DK can be serious in those moments, he’ll probably look at you a little surprised that you will just automatically touch his crotch thinking it was a normal make out session but would see that you were turned on.

anonymous asked:

do you have any recommendations for shows that feature people of 18+ age?? i feel so pathetic being over 20 and watching shows about teenagers esp since they hardly are appropriate towards the kids and i cant even relate half the time :( i just wanna be normal

disclaimer – i don’t want this rec list to come with the undertone that it’s somehow problematic for a 20+ yr old to be into nonsexual stories about kids and teens. no one ever feels fully grown up or in control, so it’s no wonder adults, especially young adults, continue to relate to young characters. everyone wishes their childhood was a little bit (or a lot) different, so it’s no wonder people escape to a preferable youth through a fantastical lens. as long as you have an appropriate attitude about it i don’t think there’s anything fundamentally wrong with it! 

that being said, if you’re personally uncomfortable with that or don’t relate to younger characters, i totally respect that. here are some of my own favorites for/about adults:

  • trigun (anime)
    • two insurance agents track down the notorious outlaw whose disaster-causing habit costs their company a fortune.
    • as western as a space western gets. fun and not always the best production value but has lasting power… tacky but heartfelt. i feel like it’s going to stay with me my entire life.
    • cw: 90s-anime-typical sexism/sexual harassment gags, mortality as a serious plot element, implied abuse, mentioned rape, and christian religious themes.
  • monster (anime)
    • a japanese doctor living in germany in the 1990s struggles with the moral, social, and political consequences of saving a certain child.
    • my all-time favorite manga and one of my favorite anime. if you can handle the content in monster, check out naoki urasawa’s other works! he’s renowned for a reason. simply one of the finest artists to ever work in comics.
    • cw: textual nazism, psychological, physical, and emotional child abuse, two rapes, one off-screen and one on-screen (and witnessed by a child), lots of murder as a serious plot element, and some metatextual transmisogyny.
  • mushi-shi (anime)
    • in an ambiguous time in japanese history between the edo and meiji eras, a man wanders from village to village helping the locals with (super)natural challenges.
    • if you watch anime at all, i’m sure you’ve had this show recommended to you. i cant think of a single more consistently stunning anime. each episode is a breathtaking stand-alone story, so some deal with children, but the protagonist ginko and the presence of mushi are what tie the episodes together.
    • cw: sometimes a little creepy, can mention or imply child death or disturbing medical issues.
  • a raisin in the sun (film)
    • a black family in the late 50s/early 60s debates what to do with grandfather’s life insurance check.
    • i cried so hard when we watched this in my 60s film class that i was dehydrated to the point of blacking out and having a migraine for 3 hours afterwards. the entire cast performed so powerfully that i could feel their emotions from my toes to the top of my head.
    • cw: textual racism and sexism
  • midnight cowboy (film)
    • a male sex worker moves from texas to new york and befriends a sick homeless man.
    • second favorite movie i watched in aforementioned 60s film class. really interesting to think about in the social and political context of america in the 1960s. brilliantly crafted.
    • cw: this film is a DOOZIE, tons of (internalized) homophobia, ableism, heavy references to rape and child sexual abuse. sometimes the way it’s directed had me on the verge of sensory overload. go into this film knowing the director was an out gay man in the 60s and you’ll have a very different perspective on it than you might otherwise.
  • the world’s end (film)
    • a nostalgic asshole wants to finish the pub crawl he and his high school friends started back in the day.
    • don’t google this film before you watch it please … people going in fresh is my absolute favorite thing. i know this sounds like a douchey movie but cross my heart it is worth your time.
    • cw: alcohol/alcoholism, suicide attempt, Exactly One Female Character, martin freeman is there unfortunately.
  • the book of life (animated film)
    • the rulers of the land of the remembered and the land of the forgotten place a bet on which of a bullfighter and a soldier will win his childhood friend’s love.
    • still a favorite. a really one-of-a-kind film. kind, funny, visually spectacular. turns me into a complete romantic.
    • i can’t really think of any cws for this film ?? pretty standard fare.
  • dead like me (tv show)
    • an apathetic 18 year old is crushed by a toilet on her first day of work. having not lived a remarkable enough life to be sent to either heaven or hell, she stays on earth as a grim reaper.
    • by the creator of the extremely popular pushing daisies! man, that guy just can’t get enough of death. my favorite show growing up but i have no idea why my parents let me watch it. funny in a simultaneously humble and outlandish way.
    • cw: LOTS of cursing, probably a lot of slurs too but i haven’t seen it in a while. death, obviously, and often extremely stylized gore/body horror to go with it (a guy gets stabbed by a decorative swordfish, for example). tense and unhappy mother/daughter relationship.
  • some more stuff i’d recommend looking into, but aren’t my favorites or i haven’t seen em in long enough that i can’t give content warnings:
    • nana (anime)
    • samurai champloo (anime)
    • tatami galaxy (anime)
    • planetes (anime)
    • hardly worth mentioning with how famous it is, but cowboy bebop (anime)
    • eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (film)
    • butch cassidy and the sundance kid (film)
    • arsenic and old lace (film)
    • jesus christ superstar (film)
    • again sorry to be that guy and recommend this but – breaking bad (tv show)

hope there’s something here that suits your tastes! happy watching!

The First - Alfie Solomons

When you first find out you’re pregnant with Kit, Alfie doesn’t take the news of becoming a father as well as you had hoped.

The First - Alfie Solomons | part of the Kit Series

The fight had been monumental. Before the fight everything between you and Alfie had been easy. You would spend whole weekends up in his bed, enjoying each other’s company. Nothing was ever too serious. You shied away from talk of futures or expectations. You went about your business during the week and carved out time but only in a way that didn’t make it feel like you were sacrificing your own free time for him. He did the same, leaving work early on days he knew you would be over and going in late when he could. He thought about all the important things, like marriage and children, but he knew who he was. Alfie couldn’t fool himself into thinking that family was something he would ever have or deserve.  

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Chapter 7- The Forgotten

Warnings: Implied smut, angst, fluff. This chapter is pretty chill.
He leans over and looks into my eyes.  I can see the truth in his eyes. I close the distance between us and kiss him lightly on the lips. My eyes close at the same time Tae’s down. He deepens the kiss, pushing me onto my back.
A/N: Here is Chapter 7! *applause* I am working on getting the chapters day by day. If you are ever confused by something, please tell me so I can clear it up! Enjoy~ __________________________________________

There was someone chasing after me.  They were gaining on me, and I was getting tired.  I was going to stop soon from over-exhaustion. I couldn’t stop. If I do, they could easily kill me.  

If I did die, I would be with my parents, right? All I had to do was…Stop.  I willed my feet to slow down to a steady pace.  

“That’s right, Y/N. Let me kill you,” My aunt appeared next to me.  “You have no place on this Earth anyway. What would a demon’s spawn be allowed in the Earth? It’s not even allowed in the Supernatural Kingdom.”

She took out a sword. It was a pretty sword,could probably cut my head in a matter of a whip.

“Too bad this is a dream. Trease and I would have ended you here,” The shadow suddenly stopped and stood next to my aunt.  I scream.

I wake up in a cold sweat. Tae sprang up next to me, glancing around the room.  He looks over me, checking for bruises or marks that I had been attacked.

“I’m fine Taehyung. Just a nightmare. “ I run my hand through my hair to calm down.  

“Want to tell me about it?”

“I can’t remember much,” I tell him the truth. I had been  pushed out of my own nightmare with barely a remnant of it.   

Tae nods, “ We will tell Namjoon in the morning. Can you sleep anymore?”

I shake my head. I didn’t want to for some reason, “Whatever the nightmare was about my body doesn’t want to experience it again. It happens.”

HIs head tilts in confusion.

“My nightmares are nothing new. They usually appear when I am stressed out or scared of change. I am stressed and scared of this change in my life. I did not anticipate any of this. I guess the nightmare was my body trying to make sense of everything.”

“I  thought you said you couldn’t remember anything.”

“I can’t. But with past nightmares, nothing has ever been clear. I was always pushed out of them. Without a trace of what it was about or who was in it. I can only guess. “

Tae becomes silent, and then speaks again, “ Well, there’s nothing I can do except say this:  I will protect you no matter the costs.”

He leans over and looks into my eyes.  I can see the truth in his eyes. I close the distance between us and kiss him lightly on the lips. My eyes close at the same time Tae’s down. He deepens the kiss, pushing me onto my back.  Climbing on top of me, I feel his manhood begin to grow through the thin blanket that covers me.

Tae’s mouth begins to explore my body, licking and biting every inch of my exposed skin. He comes back up to my neck and begins to suckle.   I gasp. It was painful, but also passionate….

_______________________________________________ “Y/N! Y/N!” A voice interrupts my dream.  I blush, remembering what was about to happen.  

Sitting up and stretching, I open my eyes to see Jungkook and Jimin smiling down at me. The curtain had been opened to let in a little sunshine.  The day mimicked my mood: bright and hopeful.

“Goodmorning, “ I beam.

“Ahh, someone’s happy!” Jimin exclaims. “ Did you sleep good?”
“Better than ever. This bed…Is really comfy.”

Jungkook’s doe eyes sparkle, “ I picked it out for you.”

“What?” I look at the bed. Then glance around the room. This isn’t Taehyung’s room. “I was moved?”

The two maknaes nod.

“Oh,” I was a little upset; I kind of wanted to stay inside Tae’s room for a while.

The room I was in smelled freshly cleaned. The walls were painted a dark green with little pink flowers.  There were several of my pictures framed on the wall; my mom and dad’s pictures were on the new nightstand next to the bed.  My few awards were sitting on a bookcase with many of my books stacked neatly. It reminded me of my room.  Was it wrong to not feel anything about missing my old room though? I felt safe here.  

Jimin plopped down next to me on the bed, “ So, Y/N. It’s time for you to get dressed.  Bang Shiyuk should be here in a few minutes to take you to the store for school supplies and clothes. Namjoon has already told the school that you will not be attending school for the next few days-”

“How did he do that? Wouldn’t it be weird if my parents had not called?” I inquired.

“Actually,” Jungkook spoke up, “ the school is where the Council works undercover. They had to watch over you somehow so they filled positions in the school. The principal is Head Councilor Kim Jong-un, Namjoon’s father. “

The Supernatural Universe had been with me all the time. And had just now showed told me?!

I kept my anger to myself, and smiled brightly, “ Nice. I wish they had came to me in the first place. Instead of leaving me for 3 years by my loathsome.”

Jimin and Jungkook shared a look.  I tried the mind-thing and read their thoughts.

Can we tell her?

I think Councilor Jong-un has to tell her. We don’t know for sure. He is the only one who has ever saw it.


I’ll have to have a little talk with Principal Jong-un when I get back it seems.

I was fully dressed in a frilly dress that Jin had salvaged from the burning house.

“It was the only thing I could hurriedly pick up,” I knew he was lying straight through his teeth. My jeans and t-shirt were in the front of the closet.  He must have reached into the far back and picked this dress.  

This particular frilly dress hung on to my figure tightly since I had not worn it since I was 12–I was surprised I could still fit it.  It was also pink with little roses on it.

“Yoongi do I really have to wear this?”

“I will never tell you not to take it off. I don’t want to feel Jin’s wrath today. He’s worse than Namjoon sometimes,” He deadpanned.  

Hoseok agreed, “But you look really cute in it. I didn’t even know you had boobs.”

Yoongi hit him and shooed him inside, but not without muttering, “It’s true. I thought she was a size 0. ”

“There isn’t even a thing called a size 0! “ I yelled feeling offended.  

They didn’t know the hardship of finding a sizing store near here that wasn’t Victoria’s Secret.  

Bang Shi Hyuk drove into the driveway, and stepped out. I understood why the boys trusted him with my safety.  He was a strong-built man with a serious face. Not.  Shi-Hyuk’s face was conformed into an elephant kind of. The smile on his face told me he was always happy. Then again, never judge a book by its cover.

“I assume you are Y/N.”
“I’m the only girl around here so yes. “

His face contorted into shock at my sass.  And then he laughed.  “I have a feeling you are going to teach these boys a lesson.”

He held open the passenger door for me. i hopped in, wanting to get the shopping done so i can go back into my room. He lifts himself in the driver’s seat and starts the car.  Soon, we were speeding into traffic towards the mall.

“So what do you really need?” He asks as he merged in between two cars.
I thought for a couple of seconds, “ I need to replace my whole backpack. I need more clothes; dresses are practically everything that Jin  saved.  And… well… That’s all.”

He nods and turns into the mall’s parking lot.  The lot was packed with cars, meaning that the mall was as well. I didn’t really like crowds. Especially not in Sunday dressage.

Shi-Hyuk hopped out of the car, and moved to open my door, but I had already jumped out.  The wind blew my skirt up Marilyn Monroe style, and a couple of boys hooted and catcalled.  I tsked, and proceeded to let Bang lead me into the store.  Boys had never been at the top of my list, nor had I been at the top of theirs. Hopefully, the day they noticed me was not today, because of this darned dress. I knew too much cleavage had been showing.

Bang turned to me, “ Which store should we go into first?”

I pointed toward my favorite thrift shop named Darly’s Days, “ It has the best and most comfiest jeans known to this Earth.  They always wash their clothes and they even have a sale going on right now. The own usually gives me discounts since I come here almost every weekend. Oh look, they are having a shoe sale as well. “
I run inside the store, and admire the prettiest tennis shoes I had ever seen. They were dark pink high tops with little snowflakes on them.  I look at the cost and almost giggled– they were five dollars. Bang arrived with a basket and I threw the shoes into it.  Next was clothes.  I picked out a couple of jeans and a few t-shirts. There was a skirt next to the jean rack that was black lace with little marks that resembled spiderwebs.  I was debating whether or not I should buy it when Hoseok materialized out of nowhere. I stifled a yelp and glanced around to see if anyone had noticed it.

“Hoseok, what are you doing here?”

“Jin told me to come. He wanted to make sure you didn’t buy anything plain.  And from what I see, you did just that. You’re going to end up like Kookie with only a few white shirts and Timbaland’s if you don’t broaden your horizons of fashion. Purchase those and we will go to another store. This store scares me. “

I was too stunned to say anything, and merely went to purchase the clothing. The owner, Darla, rang me up.

“Ah, Y/N! It’s nice to see you. I put these shoes right there for you to see. Aren’t they lovely? It’s way better than your usual tennis shoes. I also saw you looking at that skirt, you should get it. It’s on me. I really would like you to where something else besides jeans! Also, this is such a pretty dress. Wear dresses more often.  It seems you need more bras. I believe Park Jae Eun has a bra sale going on– she will even size you.  Bye!” The lady was always a little chatty.

Hoseok sidled up to my right with Bang to my left.  “I think we should do what Darla said. You do need more bras.  We can’t have people thinking our Princess is a size zero.”

“That’s not a thing.”

“It is now if you keep wearing sports bras.”

“Fine. I’ll get a few more bras. “

Bang smiled, “ I’ll go get some food from the court.” He hurried off in the direction of food.  

Hoseok led me into Victoria’s.  Lace, striped, colorful, bright, dark bras greeted us.  A woman strutted up to us as we examined a sultry piece.

“May I help you?”

Hoseok smiled and I swear I could see the woman blush,  “ I need to get her… boobs sized.”

“Oh…Okay, “ The woman glanced at me before looking back at Hoseok, “ Follow me please. “

The woman led me towards the back of the store.  “ Please stand right here and I will be back shortly.”

Five minutes later, she’s back with a non-padded bra.  “Put this on.”

She stood waiting, so I hurriedly took off my shirt and my regular bra in front of her.  Then she wrapped a soft measuring tape around my back at band level, under each arm and around the front.  

“I am going to measure just above your bust, right about where the straps meet the top of the cup.  You should do this anytime you feel as if your bra is too tight later when you grow a little more.” She writes down the measurement. I couldn’t see it since she tucked it back into her shirt pocket.

“Now I am going to keep the tape around your back at band level, measure at the fullest part of your bust. Is this tight?  Make sure the tape isn’t too tight by taking a full breath in and out, allowing the tape to slide to its most comfortable position. This is how you can get the bust size.”  She takes that measurement too.  “Alright, I will be momentarily with sample bras that are your size, “ She exits with a little smirk on her face.  

I picked up my shirt and put it back on and went to find Hoseok, who was near the underwear section.

“Ah, Princess, “ His face was a little red. “ I was wondering if you needed a couple…”
“Yeah I do. But I don’t really like these. Thank you Hoseok. And please do not call me Princess.  It does not suit me. “

He smiles, “ Then you do not  have to call me Hoseok. The boys call me J-Hope or Hobi most days. “

“I am your hope, I am you angel, J-Hope!”

I laughed.  The Bra lady saunters towards us with five pairs of in each hand.  “ I have selected bras of many colors and different patterns.  These should fit you but if they do not, please do not hesitate to ask me for more.” She winks at Hobi and sashays away toward another customer.

“I’ll go try these on in the dressing room.”

“I will go and check on Bang and see if he needs help.” He disappears and I find the dressing rooms.

I chose one bra that was pink with little white butterflies on them. Checking the size, my mouth popped open.  This could not be right.  There was no way in the world I had a boob size of 34 D.  Maybe she took the wrong measurements.

I try the bra on and felt comfortable.  It was snug on my chest and didn’t feel as if I was being strangled. I look in the mirror and see that the bra makes my chest pop a little more than I like, but I loved the design.  Someone obviously did not like the plain colors that the store usually sales. Fitting a few more bras, I found that out of the twenty-five, I only liked ten.  I put back on my shirt and my original bra, and stepped out of the dressing leaving the ones I did not like  in there.  

I stepped out into chaos.

【Translation】ShimaTa (Shima & Aho no Sakata) Snipperclips Playthrough

I’m on mobile and on holiday atm but earlier today I was suddenly reminded that I never did this (Even though I promised 3 weeks ago;;;;)
Here it is! Thank you for waiting 囧rz
(I don’t know how to add links but this is a video on Sakata’s youtube channel あほの坂田。) (I also don’t know how to add a read more section so I’m sorry;;;;;;;)

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A Sisterly Chat

AN: This was just a silly idea based on a concept that probably has already been written about before but I wanted to give it a try. I hope you enjoy it. Ask box is open for prompts.

We have a situation – MH

Busy – SH

This is serious Sherlock! – MH

So is this – SH

I know you are microwaving marshmallows with Rosamund Watson to see if they explode. They don’t. Now will you listen? – MH

Actually, Brother Mine, they do explode if you spear them with metal skewers and put them in the microwave. – SH

An eye-roll emoji? Seriously Sherlock? Grow up. This is important – MH

Fine. What? – SH

Eurus has escaped. - MH

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anonymous asked:

Hi there! I was wondering if I could ask for a reaction if you have time? What would be the romanced companions' reactions on SS singing the 'You are my Sunshine' tune. Like they were walking down the hall and caught SS singing the pre-war song while thinking of them. Thank You!

Here you go! Like always, I took a little bit of artistic liberty with the reaction’s execution, but I hope you enjoy anyways!

As an aside, I will go ahead and say what you are all thinking,


As another aside,

It’s spring break y’all! Gonna have lots of time for this blog now yo!

Preston: “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

It had been warm out that day; I found a spot in the backyard of Sole’s neighbor’s old house and stretched out along the ground, letting the sunbeams shine on my face. My hat sat on a chipped plastic lawn table, long forgotten, and the only sounds that reached my ears were the light jangling of wares strapped to a caravan brahmin, a few kids playing with a tin can in the middle of the street, and Sole’s softly singing voice.

They don’t know this, and in retrospect maybe it’s a little creepy, but I like to spend my days off patrol duty listening to Sole sing. I’ve never seen them sing in public, so I guess they only do so when they’re alone, hence me lounging about in the fenced in, private yard.

“Preston… Are you… sunbathing?”

Sole peeped curiously over the picket fence with wide puppy-dog eyes. My eyes blinked opened, surprised.

“Yeah, just working on my tan.”

“Heheh, okay Preston. Whatever you say….”

I laughed with them.

“Hey, mind if I join you?” They bit their lip, cocking their head to the side.

“Sure, come on over.”

Sole laid down beside me with our arms flush together. They mumbled something about my skin being warm and then turned over onto their side, wrapping themselves around me, laying their head on my chest. The corners of my mouth slipped up involuntarily, and I placed a hand on their shoulders.

“You mind if I sing Preston?”

“Sole, I wouldn’t love anything more.”

Nick: I swear Sole must be a saint. I don’t know where in the world this kid came from or why they were hysterically upset; he tried explaining it to us, but the hiccupping and the sobbing sort of drowned out all of the words. Sole didn’t care about any of the messy tears or the snotty nose though. They just scooped the child up like it was the most natural thing in the world and started singing to him.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

Almost immediately the kid stopped shaking, and the sobbing diminished into whimpering. Sole hugged him closer to their chest and soothingly petted his hair, and soon enough the little thing was snoring into Sole’s jumpsuit.

“Why are you shaking your head Nick?”

I chuckled.

“It’s nothing… you’ve just got some really nice pipes is all. Maybe I should get you to sing me a lullaby whenever I check my servos. It’s the closest I get to sleeping, and it gets pretty boring otherwise, heh.”

Sole smiled at me.

“Thanks Nick, you sing pretty well yourself. In fact, I heard you singing this song the other day, and it reminded me of how much I loved singing this to Shaun right before putting him to bed. And, I’ll sing you lullabies anytime you want, so long as you sing some for me in return.” Sole winked at me.

If these old cheeks could blush.

Thank goodness they can’t.

Deacon: Roofs are great places for reconnaissance, really. Especially on warm summer days when the sun hits the tiling just right. Ah, what a relief the heated shingles are to my poor, old, aching back. Moments like this, kinda makes you feel like Boston isn’t a complete nuclear wasteland. I hope Sole doesn’t mind me using their house like this, not that they know about it or anything.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

Woah, the sunglasses had to come off for that one. Was that Sole singing? Man, who knew Sole had a set of pipes that could rival Magnolia?

There they are! Toting a giant basket of wet laundry out to their makeshift clothes line. Hmm… Intriguing. I roll over onto my stomach and lace my fingers under my chin.

And this went on for about ten minutes, Sole clipping a shirt or pants to the line while singing a verse and me supplying a very subtle yet intricate and on-point harmony.

Oops! I think I might’ve hummed that verse a little too loudly.

“Deacon? Why are you on my roof?”

“Who, me? Oh, don’t mind me Sole. I’m just testing out a new set of solar-powered ballistic weave Tinker Tom made. Check it! This outfit… glows in the dark. Yeah, pretty cool right?”

There’s that eye roll I was looking for!

“Hey Sole! Is that a blush I see, or is it just hot out here?”

“Get off my roof Deacon!”

Yeah, it was totally a blush.

Cait: This’ll be the last time they ever doubt me in a combat situation. Who does Sole think they are, sayin’ I couldn’t take on a bunch o’ raiders all on me lonesome? They know better than that. I’m too hardheaded for my own good. Now they’re just sittin’ back with a tall glass o’ Nuka Cola, looking pretty as they please with those sappy, doey eyes watchin’ me bust my ass takin’ care of these numbskulls, and now that I think about it, that was probably their plan from the start.

Well, they better damn well enjoy it!

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

“Really Sole? Is this really the time to be singin’ one o’ yer pre-war lullabies? I’m already steamin’ mad at’cha for foolin’ me into doin’ these raiders in by myself while you just sit back an’ do nothin’!”

“Aw, c’mon Cait! Don’t mind me, I’m just… ‘admirn’ the view.’”

I swear the red on me cheeks is from the fightin’, I swear.

Danse: It was time for my power armor’s weekly tune-up; a soldier must always keep his equipment functioning at maximum capacity. Doing otherwise proves to be very unwise and potentially fatal in the battlefield. It seems that Sole shares my sentiment from the way they ‘re leaning over the leg of their own set of power armor, tinkering with the joints in the knee.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”


That isn’t their power armor.

It’s mine.


Sole seizes up like a frightened radstag. I look at them, they look back at me. Neither of us say a word, both confused by the other’s presence it seems. Sole glances at my power armor out of the corner of their eye.

“Um… I can explain! But… I’d rather not have to, so…”

“Okay bye!” And they dash off into the night.

Bizarre. Then again, Sole is indeed a bizarre specimen. Oh well, I guess I can pick up where they left off. Hm? What’s that piece of paper in my helmet?

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

Long after Sole confesses, I still keep that paper in my helmet.

Hancock: Mmmmm. Lazy mornin’s can’t get any better than this. Idle fingers dragging across my skull, my cheek nice and warm against someone’s rumbling chest, and a sweet, sweet melody to slowly ease my sleeping body awake.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

“Now what have I done in past lifetimes to earn myself such a wonderful alarm clock?” I mumble, eyes still closed, and tender fingertips drew lines across my eyelids. Ah, it’s practically paradise! All I need now is Sole hand feeding me some tarberries and this trip to luxury would be complete.

“So, what made you decide to give me a private concert doll? I ain’t ever heard you sing before. You should do it more often.”

“U-um. I thought you were asleep. I don’t really like singing in front of people to be honest.”

“C’mon now, you can’t be serious! Hey, I bet Magnolia would enjoy a vacation from The Third Rail once and a while. I’m sure she’d let you cover for her.”

Sole lightly smacks the side of my head.

“Hush! You know I’m embarrassed easily.”

“Heh, that’s my favorite thing about ya. That blush is just too cute sunshine. Speakin’ of, how’s about I fall back asleep so you can wake me up with that sunshine song again?”

I chuckled when they didn’t answer, but right before falling asleep again, a faint ‘okay’ echoes between my ears. That nap was seriously full of sweet dreams.

MacCready: “Sole. Please stop, this is embarrassing.”

I will never take Sole back to the Third Rail again, or any other bar for that matter. Magnolia leaves the stage for one minute, and Sole, with their drunken self, believes that it’s a-okay to start belting out a stupid kid’s song at me in front of all of the other patrons. People are starting to look at us weird. I have a serious reputation to uphold Sole! Dangit!


Oh boy.

“Sole, if I didn’t love you, we would be having serious problems right now.”


Oh shi-shoot! Did I really just say that? Oh great, now they’re crying.

“You love me!?Really? I-I love you too MacCready!”


And Sole’s down for the count. I guess that means I’m carrying them to bed tonight. Hope they don’t remember any of this in the morning.

Please let them forget what I said, I’m not ready to deal with that yet.

Piper: “Hm… when they’re not crawling with gunners, these, what did you call them? Overpasses? Yeah, these overpasses aren’t so bad. You can see the whole Commonwealth from up here… It’s actually kind of pretty. Wouldn’t mind vacationing here to be honest. I could start a column for it! “Prime R&R real estate of the Commonwealth!” Heh, what do you think Sole? Sole?”

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

“You come up with that on your own Sole? Is the sunset inspiring you?”

Sole chuckles while watching the horizon.

“Nah, it’s just, I would sing that song to Shaun whenever I put him to sleep for the night. He always liked it. It might’ve even been his favorite.”

“I can see why. It’s a nice song, especially coming from you.”

Sole smiles and turns to press their lips against my forehead.

“I can sing it for you too, if you want.”

“That sounds like the perfect way to end the day Sole.”

I wrap my arm around their waist, and Sole does the same to me. Leaning against them, I listen to their lullaby echo out across the landscape. I snuggle into their side; it’s perfect for R&R.

Yeah, this is definitely going in my new column.

Curie: My gardening business is really blooming, er, so to speak! Hehe, I believe I just made a pun, no.

I’m so flattered that zhe robots at Graygarden ordered a palatte of my hybridized mutfruit trees! I have to agree with zhem, the taste of the purple fruit is most exquisite! Although, I’m not sure how zhey know zhat seeing as zhey lack proper tasting apparatuses.

Luckily for me, Sole offered to help prune zhe trees before shipping them off. Now and again I glance over; zhey seem so focused, so concentrated, but at zhe same time, zhey seem happy.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.”

Sole’s singing brings me so much joy! Zhey have been doing it more and more often now; I hope zhat it signals zhe end of their struggle with depression. It’s been so hard on zhem ever since zhe Institute blew away in a flash of smoke. Oh! It seems Sole caught me staring!

“Don’t mind me Sole! I’m just enjoying zhe evening.” I smile at zhem. Zhey smile back. Everything is alright, and zhe smell of sweet fruit envelopes us in a warm summer atmosphere.

“Me too Curie, me too. This evening reminds me of vacations I would take with my family to sprawling vineyards and orchards to ride horses. The trips were nice, I remember, but sometimes I feel like our evenings are just as pleasant… if not more so… because you’re here with me. I don’t think I could be content in this wasteland without you here by my side. So… thanks for being there for me Curie.”

My heart flutters! I wish I could tell Sole just as much and more, but my mouth is too busy grinning!

X6-88: I swear, if it wasn’t for me, Sole would never clean their guns. The pistol they constantly strapped to their hip looked beyond repairing when I finally forced them down at the workbench, but for the discipline of it, I made them work on the gun anyway. I have to concede however, that Sole has the determination of a courser. They lean into the effort with an angry expression.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray.” It’s very soft, almost imperceptible. The song definitely didn’t sound like something someone would sing to their equipment.

“What an odd lullaby. Are you putting the gun to sleep? Honestly, I believe that would be the most forgiving course of action.”

“What!? Oh geez! I forgot you were there.”

A hand went to rub the back of their neck, and Sole’s gaze darts to me, then quickly to the left. Strange.

“So this is not something you normally do in front of people? Interesting.”

“Y-yeah, yeah, just forget about it. Please.”

“That will be difficult to achieve Sole. Seeing as the performance was… unforgettable.”

Sole turtles their head between their shoulders. Heh, a foreseeable outcome, but not at all an unwelcome one. It’s cute if not also a little frustrating.

But then again, I never really expect anything different from Sole.


[[ Request: imagine where you become affiliated with the club (sorry I can’t think of how, maybe doing a favor for another club??), and you fall for juice, but you don’t know anyone or their names – imaginative with descriptions ]] - I couldn’t think of a good reason you became affiliated either, so I just left it super vague. 😂 I figured it wasn’t that relevant to the storyline anyway lol.

You walked towards the SAMCRO clubhouse, placing your sunglasses on top of your head and wondering what questionable life decisions you must have made to find yourself here. Your eyes caught the reaper painted on the wall as you walked up to the main door, and you sighed loudly. Growing up in Charming, you had heard about the club your entire life, and you were always told to stay away. The Sons of Anarchy ran Charming, that much you already knew, and you had heard stories about them from the time you were a small child. But you had never listened to the stories. It was just small town gossip. Besides, you had never shied away from a little rule-breaking. Then through a serious of random events that you could hardly remember, you had moved away from home and met Nero Padilla. He had helped you through a rough patch in your life and had loved you like a daughter, and now you owed him big time. So when he needed a new bookkeeper for his escort service, you had agreed to help him out without hesitation. What you didn’t know at the time was that Nero and the Sons had formed a little partnership. So now here you were, walking into the SAMCRO clubhouse like you somehow belonged. 

“Hey, baby, can I help you?” a tall, slim man with dark, curly hair and piercing blue eyes asked you. He looked you up and down with an expression that told you he wasn’t exactly thinking the purest of thoughts. You felt a chill run down your spine. You could have sworn those eyes could see right through your clothes.

“I’m looking for Jax Teller,” you answered, returning the man’s gaze with a strong, determined stare.

He nodded his head, his eyes studying you for a few more seconds.“Yeah. I’ll go get him.” 

You gave him a polite smile and watched as he walked away. You let your eyes glance around the clubhouse. You noticed an entire wall dedicated to mugshots, and you tried your best to keep your eyes from rolling into the back of your head. You sighed and wondered again how you had ended up here. 

“Hey,” a tall, muscular blonde said as he approached you, his eyebrows raised and his mouth turned up into a confident, charming little smirk. Your eyes studied him carefully, sizing him up for a moment before you said anything else. You noticed yet another set of gorgeous blue eyes and thought sarcastically to yourself that blue eyes must be some sort of requirement to be a Son. 

“You must be Jax,” you responded, allowing your eyes to return to his. You held out your hand. “I’m Y/N.” Jax shook your hand and watched you carefully, clearly trying to figure you out. You looked out of the corner of your eye to see the curly-haired man staring at you with a disgustingly intrigued look on his face, but you ignored it. “I’m a friend of Nero Padilla,” you explained, turning your attention back to Jax. “I recently took over the books at Diosa.” You flashed him a coy smile. “I think we’ve got some things to discuss.” 

Jax nodded his head and smiled at you. “I guess we do.”


You walked through a pair of heavy wooden doors into a small, dark room. Your eyes flickered over to the middle of the room to the large wood table, a reaper carved deep into its center. You glanced around the room, noticing the “Brains Before Bullets” sign hanging on the wall. You circled the table, choosing a seat near the head of the table, upon Jax’s insistence. You already knew who Jax Teller was, even if you had never seen him before today. His reputation preceded him in Charming, and everyone was well aware of that fact. Your eyes followed Jax as he took a seat at the head of the table, his fingers toying with the gavel in front of him as he watched his men file into the room. Their faces were serious and stone-like. You could tell they weren’t sure what to think of you. You were some mysterious woman who had just showed up at the clubhouse unannounced, prepared to discuss Diosa business with their president. You couldn’t blame them for being a bit wary of you.

You turned your eyes to the doorway and watched as the leather cuts began to fill the room. Your eyes panned across each man that walked into the room. You watched an attractive older man enter the room, his hair messy and greying. His facial hair was neatly cut and groomed. You couldn’t help but notice the scars on his face, and you wondered how he had gotten them. Your eyes moved to the next man, the same curly-haired man from earlier. He flashed you a devilish smile as he took his seat at the table beside you. You sighed and turned your eyes back to the door, watching the rest of the men file into the room. But one man in particular caught your attention. 

As soon as he walked through those doorways, your eyes lit up and your heart began to race. He stood tall, but not quite as tall as the rest of the men. He wasn’t small by any means, though. You could see the muscles of his arms rippling under the short sleeves of his white t-shirt. You could tell he was strong. There were several tattoos running the length of his arms, but the reaper is what caught your eye. You imagined to yourself what those muscular, tattooed arms would feel like as they held you. You found yourself wishing you didn’t have to imagine. His skin was the most beautiful shade of light, tanned brown that just made you long to touch it. His hair was shaved into a short, neat mohawk, and he had two tribal tattoos running down either side of his head. On any other person, that mohawk and those scalp tattoos would look ridiculous, but somehow on him, it looked amazing. He took a seat at the table across from you. He must have noticed you staring at him, because he flashed you a light, friendly smile that made you melt. His brown eyes crinkled up into little slits when he smiled, sending butterflies soaring through your stomach. You couldn’t remember the last time someone had made you feel this way. Vulnerable. Nervous. You were always so strong, so powerful. You never let yourself be anything but fiercely strong. But this man had you feeling weak in the knees. There was just something about him that made you immediately feel drawn to him. And you didn’t even know his name. 

“I want you all to welcome Y/N to the clubhouse,” Jax announced, smiling warmly at you, as if he were speaking to an old friend. “She’s a friend of Nero. She’s taken over the books at Diosa.” He looked around the room at all of his brothers who were nodding their heads as they listened. “She’s got some stuff to talk to us about.” He turned to you and nodded his head towards the men all gathered around the table. “Y/N, you wanna take over?” 

You nodded your head and cleared your throat. “Sure.” You glanced at the man with the mohawk one last time, licked your lips, and smiled. Your little attraction to the biker boy would just have to wait. It was time to get down to business.



You stopped as you stood in the doorway of the clubhouse, your keys in your hand and headed towards your car. You were lost in your own thoughts, and you hadn’t even really realized it. You wouldn’t have admitted it for all the money in the world, but truthfully, you were thinking about the biker boy with the scalp tattoos. You hadn’t stopped thinking about him for a single second since you had first laid eyes on him. You sighed and turned to look behind you, wondering who had interrupted you from your pleasant little daydream. Your eyes were met with those familiar brown eyes you had been avoiding for the entire meeting and thinking about ever since. They were just so captivating, you couldn’t stand to look into them. You felt jittery every time you did. 

“Hey.” Your heart was racing, your palms were sweating, and you were strangely aware of every movement and sound you made. You started to hold out your hand in a polite gesture, but you pulled it back quickly when you noticed how it was shaking. You smiled nervously and casually wiped your sweaty palms on the side of your jeans, hoping he wouldn’t notice. “Y/N.”

“I know.” The man smiled at you, his entire face wrinkling in delight. His smile was contagious. Every time you saw it, you could feel your own face begging to erupt into a smile of its own. “I’m Juice.” He nodded towards the bar, the huge smile still present on his face. “You wanna grab a beer with me? Maybe we can talk?”

You bit your lip and flashed him a mischievous smile. “Yeah.” You took him by the arm, watching as his eyebrows raised in pleasant surprise. “I’d like to get to know you a little better, Juice.” 

Juice’s smile widened as he lead you towards the bar. You returned his smile, thinking to yourself that maybe you did belong here after all. 

Dead Man's Party, a summary
  • Buffy: *finally comes home after hitting rock bottom several months ago*
  • Willow: *selfish whining*
  • Xander: *selfish whining*
  • Joyce: *selfish whining*
  • Cordelia: Um, you guys, Buffy has been through some serious shi-
  • Willow, Xander & Joyce: *SELFISH WHINING INTENSIFIES*

anonymous asked:

Can you plz write Solangelo going on a date and Reyna going with them to "protect Nico's innocence". Thank youuuuuu:)

Here you go, anon.

Of Dates and Overprotective Praetors

Will really, really just want to spend the day with Nico. Make him enjoy the outdoors, maybe hold his hand and try making him smile. And he wasn’t asking for more than that but maybe a kiss would be good too.

He just wanted a date with Nico.


So why is Reyna, Praetor extraordinaire decided to tag along?

“Reyna haven’t seen much of the city yet, she wants to explore it a bit before going back to her camp” Nico explained as he and Will walked towards Thalia’s tree.

“That’s what she told you?” A nod.

“And you believed her?” Will spoke in an almost exasperated tone. Nico looked at him quite confused.

“Why shouldn’t I?” Will doesn’t have an answer to that and simply shook his head. Nico didn’t bother prying him for it, they’re almost at the tree.

“Nico are You sure she’s not up to something?” Will doesn’t like how Reyna is looking at him right now. With her. eye scrutinizing him from head to toe and lips curved like that if an overprotective predator ready to protect her pup (read: Nico) from big bad wolf Will.

Yep. She’s definitely up to something.

Reyna gave Will another once over before giving Nico a quick hug. “Let’s go?

Apparently they’d picked a day wherein some sort of a festivity is going on and people had lined up selling all kinds of treats. And for once in his life, Nico decided that buying something for their friends back in camp is absolutely necessary.

He just wasn’t in any way prepared with the sudden rush of crowds.

Will tried to reach for the other’s hand. Afraid that the other might get a bit to overwhelmed with the onslaught of people gathering around and wanted to keep him near just in case. Nico after all wasn’t too keen with that many people. Unless they’re dead.

Reyna’s eyes narrowed and before Will can react, she shoved several bags on the other’s hands.

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[TRANS] Cnetz Happy Camp reactions

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OP: Yang Yang, Wu Yifan, William Chan and Zhang Han are all not the best at variety, but this episode of Happy Camp had long-awaited humorous parts and less boring parts, the whole atmosphere was fresh due to them being adorkable and working hard, perhaps due to the fact that these few people aren’t pretentious or try to steal the spotlight. The four wearing simple white shirts standing in a line, their styles are different, in my mind there were only four simple words “beautiful scene on earth”. All the pettiness and conflicts, get lost.

[+251] To tell the truth today’s Happy Camp let me see Zhang Han in a whole new light, my positive feelings rose for Yang Yang whom I wasn’t familiar with before, William is a person I’ve always admired, of course there’s the Wu Yifan whom I love more and more. Each of them are different, yet when they stand together and sit together there’s a surprising sense of coherence, maybe when you put beautiful things together they will always be nice to admire! [heart]

[+184] This episode really can’t eat any more harmonious and carefree, no one trying to steal the spotlight, no chance for hatred. During the segment of the glue running track, Dengdeng waited for Miemie many times, even returning Miemie’s sticker to him by his own choice, really showcased how much of a gentleman he is, and Miemie also accepted the kindness of others easily, not pretentious, feels like he’s a straightforward and truthful person, they’re both great. Wu Yifan standing is just a scene too beautiful to look at, Zhang Han feels like the type of person that’s cold on the outside and warm on the inside, he’s pretty considerate of others.

[+164] The four are all great, as a Wu Yifan fan, I feel like Fanfan’s interactions with the other few handsome guys are all pretty warm, really like all of them~

[+172] This episode is really a great long awaited episode, the four standing in their white shirts in a line felt like first love, the whole episode wasn’t boring or cringeworthy at all, when I watched it I felt so comfortable, this episode’s director deserves a thumbs up!

[+168] Roommate: Wu Yifan is so handsome ah ah I need to change my profile photo
Me: My goodness Yang Yang, my Bao Yu pretty much melted!
Roommate: Ah ah ah Zhang Han!
Me: Well crap William Chan is so handsome I wanna cry!
~~~unlimited rewind~~~

[+145] I’m a Yang Yan fan here! Also like William Chan! Before this I didn’t know much about Tangzhu (t/n - literally means ‘boss of the fish pond’, referring to Zhang Han), but after watching The Four I felt like he’s pretty cute, today when I watched him sink in the glue on the variety I thought he was quite cute, and then my understanding of Wu Yifan was 0, before this because of certain fans I had some misconceptions of him, but today I discovered that he’s so adorable…… he’s so serious while he’s cute, I really like his handwriting I’m being serious [doge] [miao]

[+137] 4444444 (4=shi=yes) It’s been a very long time since I didn’t watch Happy Camp without cringing, the whole process of watching I was laughing, Yang yang is really dumb and sweet, William Chan is very gentlemanly, Wu Yifan is still that black hole [laugh cry] what surprised me the most was Tangzhu!!! Warm man he is!!! To girls and to Yang Yang he took care of them so well my positive feelings for him really went zoom zoom zoom @ friend, after you watch it you’ll understand that your friend is not a delusional fan

[+125] This episode was so pleasing on the eyes! The four of them were all great okay! The only thing lacking was that there wasn’t enough to watch! Actually Happy Camp should be simple and sincere like this! [heart] These four people will do better and better in the future [heart] Fans of each of them please protect them well [heart]

[+134] Today because of Wu Yifan, my positive feelings towards the others also rose vertically [kiss] all four were great [kiss] and all handsome

[+115] The four are all celebrities that work very hard. Although the entertainment circle is complicated, but the four that concentrates on doing well in their work, believe that their future will be even better!

[+110] Just felt like it was too short, Zhang Han wearing Lao Wu’s outfit is quite okay, that outfit was alright as well, William Chan cutting so much from the shirt he must have regretted so much hahahaha. Yang Yang’s beauty was eye-catching, so pale he was emitting light, his features are so so nice

[+105] The last time I watched Happy Camp was 800 years ago, today I went to watch it and my positive feelings for all of them doubled. Especially Zhang Han, during the promotional period of The Four, his way of handling many things made me admire him a lot, including how he takes care of Yang Yang. At the same time, Yang Yang also feels a sense of respect and protection towards this big brother. When he sees a reporter being harsh towards Zhang Han, his actions made me see the innocence and kindness of a boy born after 1990

[+108] As a Fan-fan, really think that the four are all great

[+103] I’ve said a long time ago that Wu Yifan is a big boy radiating positive energy, he never tries to appeal to the masses or is too loud, really sunshine really real really brace, he’s the boy in white in my dreams.

[+96] The four were all very handsome, but a good variety needs the cooperation of every single person, so I am thankful towards them and the effort that the staff put in, giving the audience an exciting show. Also hope that the fans can fight less and instead promote them more.

[+88] OP you took the words right out of my mouth. No fighting no snatching [thumbs up] Tonight we will not pick fights. Each of them are great in their own right

Nate Maloley Imagine - Too Young.

Anon Request: Can I get an imagine where your Nate’s little sister. Your mom,dad and sister is not home so Stew and Nate are watching you for a few days. Your 12 years old, they walk in finding you kissing your boyfriend plus you have piercings with dyed unnatural hair. They both get mad because they think your way to young to date and your new look is not okay to them. After that protective mode kicks in.

I hope you like it, sorry it took so long😁

Contains nothing bad.

Y/F/N - Your Friend’s Name
R/B/N - Random Boy Name


– (Y/N’s POV) –

“I love it!” I squeal, looking at my reflection in my friend’s mirror, smiling at my newly dyed blue hair.

“Damn they’re gonna go mad.” Y/F/N giggles, playing with the ends of my hair.

“I don’t care…I’m 12.” I look at her with a ‘duh’ face and grab my backpack.

“You know it’s only temporary right? It’s not gonna last for ever, it’ll wash out in a couple of showers.” She says, following me out of her bedroom and down the stairs to the front door.

“Yeah, I know,” I roll my eyes, thankful that she can’t see or for sure I’d get a slap. “Now how do I look?” I ask, spinning around once on the porch.

I stand in my black skinny ripped jeans, a band tee and converse. My fake clip on piercings were all in place; nose, lips, tongue and all over my ears. They’re fake but I don’t care, Y/C/N will love them, he said he liked girls that had piercings.

“Great, he’ll love it but I still don’t understand why you like, wanna change for him, nothing is guaranteed-”

“Positive vibes Y/F/N, I don’t need no negativity right now.” I sigh, quickly hugging her before running out of her house and across the street to my own.

I peck R/B/N’s lips and thankfully he blushes and kisses me again, we end up kissing longer and riskier. I had to take my fake lip and tongue piercings out incase one of us swallowed them or something, those cost a lot of money.

I’ve never done this before, I don’t know what counts as making out, I’m so inexperienced. “What the fu-freak is going on here?” I hear one of my older brothers yell, R/B/N and I pull apart immediately and see both of my brothers standing in the doorway with angry red faces, still in their gym clothes.

“Na-Nate, St-Stew, back so soon?” I stammer nervously, flushing red with embarrassment.

“You. Out. Now.” Stew snarls at R/B/N, pointing in the direction of the front door.

R/B/N glances at me before standing up, collecting his backpack and leaving with an apologetic look. “Who was that?” Nate asks.

“R/B/N, my boyfriend.” I reply quietly, fiddling with my fingers.

“Oh hell no, you ain’t having a boyfriend at this age,” he scoffs, pacing the floorboards as Stew stands there glaring at me. “And what the fu-freak have you done with your hair and what are these?” He approaches me and picks a chunk of my hair up before flicking the nose piercing, making it fall out and land on the floor with a click.

“Y/N what happened to you? This morning you left for school looking like yourself and we come home and see you making out with a boy with shi- loads of piercings and fu-freaking blue hair? Are you serious right now?” Nate yells, I’ve never seen him so angry before.

“Yeah Y/N, what happened to you?” Stew asks, walking to stand beside Nate.


“Don’t tell us to chill Y/N, tell us everything right now or I’m calling Mom and Dad.” Nate threatens, I take a breath in and sigh it out.

“I really really like R/B/N and he mentioned that he likes piercings and unnatural hair colours so Y/F/N and I bought fake piercings and temporary hair dye. The dye washes out in a couple of washes and the piercings are clip ons. I’m sorry guys, I just wanted to impress him.” I sigh, placing my head in my hands.

I feel somebody sit beside me, somebody continues to pace in front of me. I look up and weakly smile at Stew, rubbing my back from beside me. “You’re too young to date, I want all those piercings out right now and then I want you to go upstairs and shower until the colour comes out.” Nate orders, crossing his arms.


“No buts Y/N, now.” He snaps. I sigh and take off every piece of plastic.

“Happy now?” I snarl as I stomp past Nate and up the stairs to shower.

“Yes, and we’ll continue this conversation once you’re back to normal.” He shouts up the stairs, I roll my eyes.

I walk downstairs, my head aches from scrubbing and washing my hair so many times, around 11 or 12 times in total. I changed into sweats and a hoodie before walking downstairs to meet my brothers, looking more calm and collected this time.

“I’m not gonna’ call Mom or Dad, we’re gonna’ draw a line and start again, forget what happened today,” Nate starts, sitting comfortably in dad’s usual seat, the armchair. “Tomorrow at school or if you have R/B/N’s number, you’re going to break it off with him and that’s an order,” I go to defend myself but he silences me with a cold glare. “You’re too young to have a boyfriend and you’re too young to be dying your hair for him and buying fake piercings, what the hell was going through your mind at the time?”

“I-I don’t know, I wanted to impress him-”

“But Y/N, changing your whole appearance for him isn’t impressing him, if you really liked him and he really liked you - he’d like the normal you.” Stew sighs, sitting beside me.

“I don’t have unnatural coloured hair or piercings, he said he liked those-”

“Y/N he’s seen you in school before right?” Nate asks, I nod silently. “So he knows you 'just got them done’ or they’re fake, meaning you’re gonna have to clip them in every morning and keep dying your hair just for him to like you, if he liked you enough to agree to come over today then he likes the real you, every guy has preferences but that doesn’t mean they’re the only girls they like,” he sits down the other side of me and pulls me into a hug. “If you feel you have to change yourself for a guy then he’s not worth your time, besides, you’re way too young to worry about boys.”

“No I’m not, I’m 12.” I frown.

“Exactly,” Stew chuckles, ruffling my hair. “You’re not even a teenager yet, just call it off and worry about who’s lunchbox is the best rather than boys.”

“I’m not a kid.” I frown again, shoving his shoulder.

“Face it kiddo,” Nate teases. “You’re still a kid, now we’re gonna’ watch kid movies and order a pizza, okay?”

I groan, resting on the back of the couch. “Fine, but I want pepperoni!”

“Hell no, we’re getting chicken and mushroom!” Stew objects, making Nate laugh as we begin to argue over what toppings.

I guess I am just a kid, I don’t need to be worrying about boys right now. I have my whole like ahead of me.

anonymous asked:

When I first started shipping Wincest, I was a total wreck. I thought I was such a horrible, disgusting person. I was scared to talk to people about it, and once I did they thought the same thing. The people I talked to are huge Destiel shippers, and I felt really left out and alone with these horrible thoughts. That's when I first found your blog. You helped me see Wincest as beautiful rather than disgusting and wrong like everyone thought. I am a proud Wincest shipper, and it's all thanks to u

Oh, wow, holy shi— Are you serious? I’m speechless, man, I’ve actually been staring at this message for a while now just trying to figure out how to convey how honored I am to have gotten to be that person in your life who did that for you. 

Honored that it was my blog that helped you see Wincest as something beautiful and sourced in the deepest kind of codependent love I’ve ever seen anywhere.

Don’t listen to those Destiel shippers that only try and put you down and act like Wincest is something ‘horrible’ by normal standards and thus 'the shippers are horrible by association’. *rolls eyes* They’re just jealous that Dean would NEVER love Castiel even remotely close to the way and depth with which he loves Sam. They’re just blinded by the fact/too scared to accept that these boys are nothing close to the 'normal standard’ of siblings, you just have to watch the show to know that. From growing up in an environment that had them forbidden to make emotional connections with anyone outside each other, to being grown men and only able to truly be themselves when they’re WITH each other. 

As I’ve said in another post, this ship has never been centered around ‘two brothers fucking’, no. That’s nothing but a ‘plus’, a product of finding comfort in each other, not ‘kink’. This ship has been about canon soulmates and the level of irrational, psychotic, erotic love they have for each other and the sheer lengths they’re willing to go to for each other because of that love. 

I’m delighted to hear you’re now a proud Wincest shipper, sweetheart, and that you’ve found your peace in and with this ship. 

Welcome to the Wincest Family, where you’ll find nothing but acceptance, love, comfort, and complete understanding. Our ship is the closest thing to canon, from being canon soulmates to the way the brothers fall apart when the other is in danger/dead. In the words of the show’s creator himself, this show is about the Epic Love Story of Sam and Dean Winchester.

We feel you, bb. We get'chu. This is the side of the fandom where you and your feels truly belong. <3 Talk to me ANY time, and please, please feel free to come off anon. ∩(︶▽︶)∩