I have known Jonas for a really long time and we’ve been wanting to work together again (…) But the way we usually work is he likes to download from me all the visions of the song. I took him from a bunch of different scenarios and he helped to weave it together into a story. That’s what I like about him too, he has a very cinematic approach, but he doesn’t forget to make it a real music video.
What about aliens that have limited telepathy when holding physical contact and they touch a human with intrusive thoughts and a Millennial way of dealing with it? So they heard "what if The ship just crashed into that sun?" "Glathor is having a kid soon I'm not going to do that Sharon." and instantly tries to send the human to medial "you are under mind control that wishes to kill the whole ship please let us help! WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT YOUR BRAIN JUST DOES THAT!?"
As far as humans went, Casey was for all intents and purposes normal.
They were better with numbers and physics than most – humans and Frilaks alike
– but still well within the range of normality. They were a kind person;
compassionate in the same way most humans xe had met were. All in all, there
was nothing that would have warned Garnork about the entities controlling them.
Out of respect for privacy, Frilaks tended to avoid physically touching
other species, but most humans didn’t seem to mind. As a matter of fact, a lot
of them sought out physical contact in the form of ‘hugs’ or ‘high fives’ or
other strange concepts. Casey had never been opposed to physical contact, so
when xe saw them again after a period of absence, xe engaged in the customary
Xe had expected to pick up the normal ‘this is surprisingly nice,’ or
‘naw xe likes me,’ or even a ‘wonder what’s for dinner’ as the two of them
hugged, though xe ended up picking up something far more important.
‘What if the ship just crashed into that sun?’
‘Galathor is having a kid soon, I’m not going to do that Sharon.’
Instantly, Garnork pulled away from the hug, but made sure they were
still touching. “Casey, you need to go to the medical bay.” Xe said, xir
colours betraying xir worry. Casey knew enough Frilaks to know how to interpret
xir hide turning a light teal colour. At least that was what their thoughts
told xem. There were a lot of socially inappropriate words too, though in xir
experience, these ‘swears’ weren’t considered as inappropriate as some humans
liked to pretend.
It took a bit too long before Garnork remembered that Casey didn’t have
the abilities of a Frilak, and therefore had no idea what was going on.
are under mind control that wishes to kill the whole ship please let us help!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT YOUR BRAIN JUST DOES THAT!?” xe asked, sounding and
looking more than just a bit frantic. This wasn’t good, this really, really was
they didn’t know quite what was going on. Humans did have very little
experience with actual mind control. However, before xe could press on, Casey
stepped out of xir reach and ran a hand through their hair.
this is going to be a bit difficult to explain, but I’ll do my best. So what
I’m guessing you heard or saw or however it is you do your mindreading thingy,”
they began, holding up a hand when Garnork attempted to say something. “Let me
finish, please. They’re called intrusive thoughts. Annoying? Yeah. Dangerous? Not
really. Normal? Yes. Completely. Pretty much every single human gets them from
time to time. It can be like it was just now, or suddenly thinking about
swerving into a different lane on the motorway, or stabbing a friend,” they
said, clearly realising they had to change their tactic as xe turned a deep
magenta colour of fright.
don’t act on them! They’re intrusive, so you can’t really stop them, but you
can deal with them when you get them.”
called them Sharon. Is that not a name your species use on some individuals?”
yeah, but I’m a millennial. Fatalistic humour and unconventional coping
mechanisms are sort of my thing,” they shrugged, but continued their
elaboration when they realised Garnork didn’t understand. “It’s easier to not
do it when it sounds stupid, and it’s really annoying. So I just pretend it’s
being said by some posh soccer mum.”
It took a
while before xe remembered another human crewmember’s explanation of the
phenomenon and expression of ‘soccer mums’ and that they weren’t the creators
of a sport as the title suggested.
helps you not crash the ship into a sun?” xe asked, getting a nod and a smile
like I said, it’s nothing to worry about. Oh, but I see Galathor, I’ve got to
ask xem how xe’s doing. I’ll catch you later, alright?”
that, Casey left xem, more confused than usual, though it really wasn’t unusual
that humans confused anyone.
If you have some free time and only if you have, can you say something to make people feel better about the circumstances the first SQ happened. As usual with Swen (and it's totally understandable) sth happens and they go all pesimistic and oh this is it... like that has been said so many times and nothing major happens, it's just people freaking out. At least we did get a hug and they touched, lol, idk just looking at the glass half-full I guess
Yeah, I understand that people are upset, the circumstances are very painful. Emma’s overt queer coding and the subsequent shift has turned the relationship with Hook in a metaphor for forcing a man on a queer woman and also condemning a woman’s differentiated gender expression as something that should be changed - regardless of what they’ll do with it eventually, by romanticizing it in PR and by not making it extremely clear on the show, they’ve been endorsing this idea for years now. So to have Emma and Regina’s first hug in any way connected to that relationship hurts.
The scene itself just continues the queer subtext the way they’ve been doing it since the beginning. I thought it was really overt.
First Regina’s face… Hurt and disbelief.
Then she’s trying, but there’s still disbelief and her smile doesn’t reach her mouth and eyes. It looks like pain.
Emma’s face then asking not to make this difficult for her. Pursed lips and she swallows very subtly. Fear too, maybe? The beat took a little too long to be comfortable. If anything they’re just trying to evoke questions in the viewers. Everything just feels a little bit off.
She’s trying to convince herself - and Emma here. This screams “…but really not for myself.”
Then the hug. Quick and awkward and it looks like as little physical contact they can get away with. A hug between the two of them that wasn’t awkward would have marked them as friends. This just reinforced the tension and the awkwardness. They don’t act like simple friends, you can feel something’s going on beneath the surface.
The most important tell in this scene is Snow’s face in the background. She’s ready to smile at her friend and her daughter having a moment, but then she notices something that makes her want to deflect. It’s not so difficult to imagine Regina looks like she’s on the verge of crying or in serious pain… and nobody knows Regina like Snow does, and Snow does always want to fix everything, so she jumps on it.
Emma was acting uncharacteristically over the top the whole time. We know she’s actually a convincing actress, think back to when she was pretending to be on a date with Ryan and the references to her being undercover. This just doesn’t feel like the way Emma would be acting over a proposal.
I think this scene explains Emma’s face in the third gif. She knows if anyone’s gonna call her out on it, it’s Regina. If anyone’s gonna see through it, it’s her… but Regina respects the silent plea, maybe she doesn’t see it because she’s trying to repress her own emotions.
So what I find specifically interesting is that for seasons on end we’ve had nothing but hand touches and that was deliberate. In the episode “Only you” - a song containing the words “the touch of a hand” Emma and Regina shared so many hand touches in that episode after a season of distance, that it couldn’t have been a coincidence.
…and what happened between then and now?
A few episodes ago, they came out of the… magic wardrobe. Suddenly they are able to touch beyond hands.
Then last season we had Emma’s dream about her issues directly connected to Ruby and Dorothy’s story.
…and we had Emma vowing to get to work… to become herself again? The jacket from season one. She hasn’t worn it since the first episode or at least the first few? That has to be significant.
…and I could go on for a while… but the point I want to make is that the queer story seems to be the one they’re actually telling and it’s progressing slowly, but this hug and the awkwardness fits into that narrative. It’s what they’ve been doing all along and it was meant to highlight Regina is not okay with that marriage and that there is more than meets the eye.
The truth is, I was never able to breathe when we were together. Love is supposed to care for you and be there for you every step of the way but sometimes it’s just too much and I needed to be on my own. I knew that if I brought this up, he would manage to convince me to stay, I was never able to tell him no, he got me under his spell. So I just left and took my first breath after ages. It felt good as first but also really lonely, so I started to rebuild my life, with someone new. It was a good and simple life, something I needed in a long time but fate or whatever you’d like to call it pushed me once again offshore and towards him. I took one look at him and my good and simple life seemed like a joke to my eyes, like it didn’t belong to me. Because I was his and he was mine even though we pretended to be something else for all these years.”
“We never had a closure. I just woke up one day, she became so cold all of a sudden. And everything became so messed up. She didn’t tell anything, but her departure says it all. I was caught off-guard because I have learned to live my life with her. It took me years to rebuild myself. I haven’t picked my broken pieces because I know, it was all about her. I managed to step on it and inflict pain on myself in order to wake up. God knows how hard I tried to save myself and survive. I was lost that made me desperate enough to find a new light. I even burned bridges so I wouldn’t look back and walk to my past again. Those were the miserable years of my life. I have managed to surpass the storm. But unfortunately, life didn’t give a warning that storms could be back. I thought everything would remain calm. After all those years, she’s sitting in front of me right now; I hate how universe give us the opportunity to bump into each other again. It’s been five long years. I know everything changed, but as I look to her, it feels like I’m ready to risk and be fooled again.
Summary: You and Sam meet up after a little over a year apart. Something about him is different, but you can’t seem to place it. All you can think about is how much he’s grown, how much fun the two of you had as kids together, and how curious you are about what he actually does for a living - oh, and how badly you want to jump his bones.
Word Count: ~3,900
Warnings: canon divergence, Sam using his powers, Crowley being a dick, demon blood stuff (mildly graphic), cursing, angst, smut (oral - female receiving, fingering, unprotected sex)
A/N: This is written for @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog Trop Challenge. My trope was “friends when kids, now there’s an attraction.” I started writing this a few weeks ago and then my computer crashed and I lost it because I’m an idiot and didn’t save it anywhere. This is not at all what the first version was like, but hey, it’s something.
*Flashbacks are in italics
“Sam Winchester?” You stepped up to the bar and sank down on the stool beside the large man.
He spun on his barstool, sipping from his beer as his eyebrows raised in surprise.
“[Y/N]?” He set his bottle down and opened his arms.
Willingly, you sprung forward and flung yourself into his arms, wrapping yours around his middle and nuzzling your face into his chest.
“Sammy…” You sighed, eyes falling closed as you took in the feeling of your best friends arms wrapped around you.
“Been too long, sweetheart.” He breathed against your hair.
Finished version of this sketch I posted a while ago. It’s been a long time since I did a big digital illustration. Felt really good to do, even though it took way, way, way too long for what it is. But I’m still proud of this one.
This picture might be the first one I have ever painted that makes me
feel like I made a worthwhile illustration that’s not just practice or a
stepping stone to bigger things. I think this is the first thing that
actually made me go “This is finished, and great the way it is” in a
long, long time.
stories i wish you would write - sam has died and is in heaven, gabe isn't there because the dufus thinks sam would be with jess, cue someone (Cas?) finding gabe and telling him what's what, leading to gabe in sam's heaven. `where ever jess's heaven is i'm sure she's happy with the me i was then but i'm different now and i want you gabe`.
I somehow kept missing this in my inbox and I am so sorry but can I just say that WOOOOOW YOU ARE KILLING ME THIS IS EQUAL PARTS BEAUTIFUL AND HEARTWRENCHING DEAR GOD H E L P.
Can you imagine the sorrow that overwhelms Gabriel once Sam takes his final breath, watching helplessly as his soul lifts from his body and rises to Heaven, all while knowing he can do nothing but just let it happen?
Gabriel’s Grace feels physically flayed and in shreds the moment he realizes that he can never be in Sam’s Heaven because Sam loved - loves - Jessica Moore, and Jesus of course Sam would want to be with her in his Heaven. What place did Gabriel have, what right did he possess, to intrude on Sam’s happiness? Even if it didn’t include him?
Gabriel slowly fades away, broken, eyes blood-shot and wet, before Sam could fully settle into his Heaven. He doesn’t want to watch that. Sam was in Heaven. Sam was home, and he was going to be with Jessica soon. He loves Sam, but he has no desire to see Sam love someone else.
Sam and Dean share a Heaven, but maintain their own slice within. Kind of like roommates sharing a humongous house. Dean’s Heaven had Castiel, the seraph refusing to leave Dean even in death.
Sam is happy for them. He is. But even with this, laughing and conversing with Dean and Castiel over a beer, exchanging witty banter with Bobby as the older hunter taught him how to fix up his truck, his parents checking in every so often, throwing a tennis ball in the lake for Bones to chase…
Something is missing. Someone is missing.
Gabriel is missing.
Sam tries not to let it bother him, because Gabriel had made it clear on Earth that returning to Heaven was something the archangel would not do. Sam tries not to hurt over the fact that not even he was enough reason for Gabriel to return, not even to pay Sam a visit. Sam tries not to think that maybe he wasn’t as important to Gabriel as Gabriel was to him, that Gabriel didn’t love him as much…
Hiding your feelings is harder to do in Heaven than it was on Earth; everyone could see your soul, see how it lit up with happiness, see how it darkened with sadness. Hiding your feelings from an angel was impossible. Castiel sees the dark thoughts roaming in Sam’s mind, sees how his Heaven was not complete.
He lets Dean know where he’s doing before he takes off in search of Gabriel. He knows better than to assume that Gabriel would be in Heaven, so he searches the Earth. It takes a surprisingly short time; Castiel finds Gabriel kneeling before Sam’s gravestone, his head bowed and his eyes closed.
It takes a while, but Castiel finally manages to get through to Gabriel. The archangel steels himself and finally, finally flies back into Heaven. He’s greeted with so many voices, so many angels rejoicing and shocked over his presence in Heaven, but the only one that matters is that choked, cracked voice of Sam’s that rushes out in a disbelieving breath before Sam crashed into him, his arms tight and warm around Gabriel.
And all Gabriel can do is hug him back and try to talk through his tears, saying over and over again just how sorry he is, but he couldn’t bear seeing Sam in Heaven with Jessica and fuck he was so selfish and wants Sam all to himself, but Sam deserves to have his Heaven and if Gabriel isn’t a part of that then -
This is when Sam cuts in with a mumbled ‘moron’ against Gabriel’s lips, and he smiles into the gentle kiss he’s giving Gabriel, mouthing the rest of the words that say that wherever Jessica is in Heaven, she is with the Sam from her memories. The Sam Winchester that Jessica remembers isn’t who he is now.
Right now, Sam kisses Gabriel harder, murmuring how he wants and needs and loves Gabriel, and he knows now that he wants Gabriel for the eternity he spends in Heaven.
Gabriel had long since disassociated the terms ‘Heaven’ and ‘home.’ But here, kissing Sam, he’s never felt them more connected.
If you are open to requests, would you be open to drawing human starscream in armor that looks like his root mode?
Wasn’t sure what sort of armour you wanted, so I went for a fantasy/dark ages assassins look for him since I never design or draw medieval-looking armour. This took me way too long to get done, and after all that, I prefer the black and white version! Oh well. Though I’m not really happy with the pose, the designing process was fun! I drew some archery poses and clothing/plating concepts with it.
“Hello, would love a Tony Stark
reader best friends fic that’s like work husband wife relationship, that maybe
turns into something more. Maybe Tony takes the first move kinda deal. Thanks.”
Notes: sorry it took me so long! Uni got me really really
busy, probably you already forgot about the request but I hope you like it!
Roller coaster. That was the best way to describe the past year of your
life. Somehow, a year ago, Tony Stark itself showed up at the company where you
used to work demanding you to work with him. He didn’t even ask. He just told
you to do so. At the beginning you weren’t too sure about working with him. He
had a name and a reputation behind him so of course it made you hesitate. At the
same time, you knew it was the opportunity of your life so that same week you
signed your resignation letter and left the job you had been doing for the past
It was a huge step, and huge change. Specially, when you found out you weren’t
going to work for Stark Industries,
you were going to work for the Avengers. When you first found out about it fear
was all you felt as you remembered all the chaos caused in New York and so many
other places because of them. Yet, when you thought about it, you saw a chance
to make a difference, to make the world a better place. Maybe the caused chaos,
but it was their work and it had to be done. Immediately, you signed your
contract. Tony had you move there the moment you signed your contract since it
was safer. You used to live alone so you didn’t have a single complain about
Ever since, the Avengers had become your family and the Avengers Tower
had become your home. You loved your work at the lab with Tony. What did you
do? Well, you were an engineer so your work was create or improve the team’s
weapons and suits. You loved it. And they were so happy with your job and with
you. Some of them were sceptical with someone new at the beginning, especially
Bucky, but you ended up making your way through him eventually and at that
point he was like a big brother to you. An overprotective one, you had to
admit. But you loved him and you loved every single one of them.
“Morning Tony” you said walking a Monday morning into the lab with two
cups of coffee. “You spent the night here again?” You asked as you saw the
rings under his eyes.
“I had to” he said taking the cup you offered. “Thanks, love” he said.
You smiled a little. It had been a time since the pet names between you
two became a thing. It started out accidentally but now you were both used to
it, and you liked it. It made you feel special somehow.
“You have to sleep, Tony” you said sitting at your usual spot.
“Sleeping is overrated. The sooner I figure this out, the sooner we
defeat that freak” Tony sighed.
You had spent a week now trying to figure out how to defeat a guy who
could create breaches and move to whenever he wanted. It looked cool, but it became
a problem when he suddenly appeared behind anyone on the team and attacked from
behind. Not funny.
“And what will happen when you fall asleep while you’re flying?” You
asked raising an eyebrow.
“Unlikely” he replied turning again to the screen.
You shook your head as you watched him work all focused. It was true
that you had become close to everyone in the team but it was more with Tony. You
had been his protégée from the very first day you started working there. Soon,
you had found yourself trusting that man with your problems and fears, with
your life and stories. With everything. Eventually, he opened up to you as
well. By that time, you two knew each other better than anyone else in the
team. You had a special connection that no one else shared.
So you knew better than talking him out of keep on working. He wouldn’t sleep
until he found a solution and you knew the only way to get it done was helping
him, so you put the coffee down and turned on the computer, opening all the
files with the data you had about this guy.
“The world is crazy” you sighed as you read all over the info again.
The morning went by quite fast and before you knew it, your stomach was
asking for food so you got up and headed towards the kitchen to make sandwiches
for you and Tony. Meanwhile, you thought it would be a good idea to make a
milkshake as well so you opened the fridge looking for the strawberries but
they were nowhere to be seen. That was weird considering you bought them
“Stark” you mumbled and closed the fridge before going back to the lab. “Tony!
Where are my strawberries?” You asked the moment you walked into the room.
“3 am cravings. Sorry not sorry” he said not looking up from the screen.
“Couldn’t you just tell me?” You asked crossing your arms.
“I forgot” he shrugged looking at you with a small smile. “Sorry, I’ll
buy more later today ok?” He said with an innocent smile. You rolled your eyes
and left the lab once again. You knew he wasn’t going to buy any strawberries
Like you had planned, you made a sandwich for each one of you but this
time you didn’t put mayo on his, knowing he really really liked his sandwiches
with mayo. You put his plate next to him and went back to work.
“(Y/N)?” You looked at Tony when he called your name. He was holding his
food. “Where’s the mayo?” He asked.
“12 p.m. craving. Sorry not sorry” you said smirking.
“You ate all the mayo!?” He asked horrified.
“No, but I craved not to put it on your sandwich” you replied trying
your best not to laugh.
“But…I love mayonnaise…” he mumbled.
“And I love strawberries” you shrugged before turning to your screen
You knew you were overreacting but it was the only way Tony would
actually listen to you. Suddenly, you heard him getting up. When you looked up,
you saw him walking out of the lab with the sandwich on his hand. That was
weird. You imagined he would be back soon so you just went back to your work.
But it took him longer than expected to come back and when he did he was
carrying a big wooden box that was put next to you.
“What the fuck?” You asked as you looked at him.
“I’m sorry” he said uncovering the box.
When you saw what was into the box you started laughing. He had bought a
stupid amount of strawberries just for you as an apology. This man had no
“Can I have mayo now?” He asked.
“Did you really buy all these so I would put mayo on your sandwich? Wouldn’t
it have been easier go to the kitchen and get some yourself?” You raised an
“Maybe but it tastes better when you do it” he shrugged before going
back to his work.
You smiled warmly while you looked at him. He may get on your nerves
many times but there were no sweeter man than him in the whole world. With a
smile, you took the box and went to the kitchen having no idea what you were
supposed with so many strawberries. Probably a cake. Or many milkshakes. For starters,
you made another sandwich for Tony, with mayo this time and also a milkshake
for each one of you.
“Here” you said going back to the lab. “Extra mayo” you told him with a
He looked at you the whole time until you sat down and even then he didn’t
look away from you. Eventually, you forced yourself to look at him since he didn’t
“What?” You laughed.
Silently, he got up from his spot and approached you. He kneeled down in
front of you so he was at your height, took your face and kissed you slowly,
out of nowhere and catching you completely with your guard down. It was true you
had feelings for him, it was true the whole team had told you Tony had them
too, that you two were already like a couple and sometimes like a married one,
but you didn’t believe them. Until that moment which was too short. Soon he
“What was that for?” You asked as he went back to his chair.
“I love you” he shrugged typing away. “I thought you knew, I just wanted
it to be clear” he added.
Hearing those three words from him made you melt. Slowly, you got up and
pushed him away from the computer just to sit on his lap and kiss him again. This
time, he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing you back.
“What was that for?” He asked when you pulled away. You shrugged
[BTS] reaction to their S/O being a natural talent but not wanting to do anything with it
Dear anon thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long to answer, but it’s finally here and I hope you and all our other readers will like it. I’m only gonna do it for the Hyung line, because we have many other requests. I hope you don’t mind. If lots of people want the maknae as well, I might do that one later too. Here we go:
Jin: He would be so proud of their S/O is a natural talent at dancing. He can’t really brag about his own dancing talent since some of the other boys are way better than him, but you’re dancing is at a whole other level. The moves come so easy to you, it’s like you’re not even trying at all. He would persuade you to do more with it and maybe even becoming a professional dance. But if you didn’t want that then he wouldn’t force you. Just know you will have a fan for life with this guy by your side. He would brag to the other members about your dancing tho!
Yoongi [Suga]: One day when you visited the guys in their dorm you saw a piano standing in one of the rooms. The boys were still practicing one of their dance routines, so you just went into the room with the piano and started playing one of BTS’s songs. Yoongi went to the bathroom when he heard faint sounds of someone playing the piano. As a pianist it intrigued him to see who is playing. When he was almost there he recognized the song, it was Autumn Leaves. He peeked a look inside the room and saw you sitting behind the piano, eyes closed while playing. Taking in the musical notes into you. A grin started to form on his face. He was gonna keep this a secret, the way he saw you now. That look would be his and only his alone. He would ask you later if you played any instruments and if you said yes, he would ask you if you planned on doing anything with it. But he wouldn’t tell you should do something with it. He would let that decision up to you.
Hoseok [J-Hope]: He came home one day, tired of practicing for their upcoming tour. Hoseok heard music loudly playing from upstairs. Just when he was about to open the door to your bedroom the song changed from a cute ballad song to Cypher part4. You were loudly rapping along. Hoseok waited behind the door grimacing at how you were rapping. Proud that you could keep up with them. He openend the door halfway the rap. “Y/N, I didn’t know you were a rapper? Wanna do it with me sometime?” You let out a shriek because you weren’t expecting him to come home sooner today. “Hoseooook! Don’t just come barging in like that!!” You pouted. “Also I am not that good tho..” Hoseok came closer and hugged. “Don’t be so shy jagi. Anyway when my honey booboo feels confident enough im gonna record a song with you.” You pouted while saying: “im not your honey booboo!”
Namjoon [Rap Monster]: You and Namjoon weren’t together for that long. You met him at one of the fan meetings and he secretly asked for your phone number. And that’s where it all began. Now you’re dating for two months. He invited you to come over and watch him record one of their songs in the studio. Since it was almost dinner time, you made a little something to eat together. It was the first time he would eat something you made. He didn’t know yet that you enjoyed cooking as much as Jin does. After the recording session you gave him the food you made, and surprised Namjoon took it from you. “Y/N! This is so good!!!! Why didn’t tell me sooner you were this good at cooking?? Jin’s food is nothing compared to this.” Without giving you time to say anything back he kept going on and on about how great it was. “you should deffo become something like professional cook or something like that British guy on all the TV shows. Hey you know what?? Why don’t you go on one of those show. I swear you could win.” You laughed at his enthusiasm. “Namjoon, tbh I’m not that good. Maybe I’ll do that when I’m really good but rn i’m not thinking it’s something for me.” He looked at you for a sec and said: “well if that’s what you think. But I’ll have you know that I’m gonna enjoy your every meal.”
Broken. Shattered. Crushed. Defeated. All 4 words described you about 3 years ago. You broke up to keep your friendship. It was for the best, right? Wrong! While you were going through your phase he was out partying and getting drunk to forget about you.
About a year after your breakup you noticed you really missed him. Not as a boyfriend. But just as a friend. You missed your conversations, you missed it all. He was your friend before he was your boyfriend. He was the main person you talked to each and everyday. But he had to get over it. There were things that had to be done. You would see him every now and then. You were good friends with Hoody. So of course he would tag along sometimes, as did the rest of AOMG. Hyun Jung was the only one who knew about your relationship with Sunghwa. Of course she promised to not say a word to anyone. Tonight was no different. You were out with them once again. You came dressed like a billion bucks. You could honestly say you looked amazing. Seeing you walk into the club the way you were dressed hurt Sunghwa. Your beautiful (long/short) legs out in the open for every man to stop and stare. His favorite part of you was those legs. They were always his weakness. You didn’t know what they did to him, but they did a lot. The way your little red dress hugged your body just drove him insane. He saw every curve. So did every other man.
He knew he was jealous. He knew every man wanted you. But he couldn’t say anything about it. You weren’t his girl anymore. There was one man that was really upsetting him. You knew him personally. He was a good friend of yours back in high school. He wasn’t as attractive back then. But he’s matured. Sunghwa thought he was way too close for comfort. Every once in awhile his arm would hang around your shoulders and a wide smile would appear across your face. Jay tapped Sunghwa’s shoulder. He turned around and saw him. “Dude, you’re staring holes into that guy. You okay?” “Fine. Just fine.” “Yeah right. Are you into Y/N?” Jay asked. “Me? Her? As if.” Jay looked behind him and his eyes widened slightly. “Well you might wanna get to her like very soon.” Sunghwa turned around and your friend getting hugging you tightly. That’s what set him off. He dashed over and grabbed your wrist. Once you were outside and away from people he let go. “What’s your problem?!” You shouted. “My problem?! Do you have any idea what you were doing to me in there?! Your fucking friend all over you! Dancing! Grinding! How am I not supposed to care?!” “Sunghwa-” “No! It’s my turn. Don’t speak. What happened a year ago was my fault. I’ll admit that. Everything you’ve been doing, I deserve it. I’m not asking for a second chance but please, promise me you won’t date an asshole like that. I still love you.” You didn’t know what you were feeling at this point in time. It was a mixture of sadness and guilt.
You looked around trying to avoid his eyes. Those eyes were one of your weaknesses that he had. Those beautiful orbs could make you forget anything. “Then what are you asking for?” You asked looking toward the ground. “That you won’t allow any man kiss you like this.” He smashed his lips on yours. It felt right. It felt magical. It almost felt, as if it was supposed to be this way or no other way. Like he was your one and only true love. You kissed back and wrapped your arms around his neck. He pulled away letting you both catch your breath. It took your breath away. He pushed his forehead against yours and smiled. “Y/N, are we really just friends?” He asked. “I don’t want to be just friends with you anymore. I miss you. I still love you too.” There was a long silence. You two were just enjoying each other’s company in silence. Though your eyes were closed you could feel his smile through your closed eye lids.
“God! Finally you two are back together! I was getting tired of waiting.” You heard a familiar voice. You opened your eyes and looked behind Sunghwa. It was Hyun Jung. You only rolled your eyes. “She knew?” Sunghwa asked. You only nodded. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell the others. But if you break my best friend’s heart again, you’ll come up missing. You got me Sunghwa?” “I don’t plan on it. I can’t lose my girl again.” He explained kissing your cheeks softly. You blushed and Hyun Jung rolled her eyes. “Don’t get all lovey dovey in front of me. It’s disgusting.”
This has been in my drafts for like the longest time. I’m glad I finally finished it. I hope you enjoyed. Sorry for any mistakes. Admin that hoe June.
The sun slowly crawls across the sky, passing its zenith and giving way to soft late-afternoon light. Neither Killian nor Emma really know what to do with themselves, and they fall into an odd type of silence the likes of which he’s never felt before. It’s not exactly uncomfortable, not even sitting as closely as they are, not even with the full weight of what’s happening to her hanging between them. It’s not uncomfortable but defeated, like waiting for a ship to slowly sink on the open sea.
Every time he’s lost someone it’s happened quickly, going far beyond just Liam and Milah. Crewmen lost in battle or knocked overboard in violent tempests, first mates taken down by a knife fight in a tavern, a father gone without warning in the middle of the night. Death and loss are abrupt, sudden things for him, a simple flick of a wrist and a severed hand.
This is new. He knows what’s happening as well as she, both of them helpless to do any more than listen to the cliff up above, hoping for the sound of her parents or Regina coming through the woods overhead and frightened that it will never come. That’s new for him too, the fear crawling up his spine, an emotion that hasn’t seized him so completely in centuries.
For awhile he contemplates taking her hand again, lacing his fingers with hers to keep them warm, give her something to hang onto. He eventually decides against it. She’d accepted his touch earlier, even seemed to welcome it when he placed his hand to her forehead. But a sort of grim acceptance seems to have come over her ever since Pan’s visit, and he’s reluctant to try and talk much - he knows the topic of conversation would likely drift into unpleasantness soon enough.
He doesn’t know how to be there for her, but he aches to try.
Thank you everyone for you suggestions for Mtt’s outfit. I liked all of them but at the end of the day I thought it was best to go with something more him. I took design inspirations from different shows like Power Rangers, Voltron Legendary Defender, and Urbance. (Plus, who doesn’t like a good shojo anime transformation amirite?)
I love Pharah but I’m never drawing any of her skins ever again–that took way too long to draw. Undyne is in something reminiscent of the rapterian skin. Alphys in a typical school girl uniform.
Paps is dressed as Uncle Death from Let it Die (another one of the many skeletons in my closet.)
Note: Did… did I just write for someone other than Daveed, Oak or Lafayette? Are y’all proud of me? You should be. Aaaaand I did a request? Damn I’m proud of myself. This took way too long to finish and I’m really sorry about that you guys.
Request: Anonymous asked: Can I request John x reader and reader has some kind of social anxiety? Like I’ve read all of your fics and daaamn girl! They’re awesome!
Word Count: 1211
Tagging: @hamiltonsquills (if you want me to stop tagging you in everything you’re welcome to tell me)
You take a breath as you push your way through the packed bar. After a week’s worth of convincing you finally agreed to come out tonight to meet you boyfriend John, his friends and the Schuyler’s.
You didn’t really want to come, crowded rooms of any kind always made you uncomfortable but crowded rooms filled with a bunch of drunk college students who don’t understand the meaning of personal space are even worse.
You clench your fists as you move further through the bar, the thick sweat filled air doesn’t help
more quiet area at the back of the bar, where you spot a few members of your group already waiting. Lafayette is reaching over the table, trying to grab his phone from Herc who is holding it up out of his reach, while Peggy laughs at the Frenchman’s attempts.
You were hoping that John would have been there waiting for you, knowing his presence would have put you at ease but for you can’t see him at the table already as you approach.
“Hey Y/N” Hercules calls, looking up as you reach the table. While he’s distracted, Lafayette takes the opportunity to pull his arm down slightly and snatch his phone out of Hercules’s hand.
Summary: Based on this post. Small vignettes of feelings of happiness wrapped in domesticity in the home of two people who love each other very much.
Warnings: A couple swear words.
A/N: I’ve finally accomplished every day of the Write-A-Thon! (No one mention how long it took, I hate myself too) I’m really excited for this because Day 7: #WriteForOak2k17 was my doing and there is always room to appreciate my sunshine boy. By the way, there are a couple songs mentioned in this one. I’ll link them in the text. Enjoy!
↳ Genre: Fluff | ↳ Word Count: 1.3k | ↳ Characters: Jeno x Reader: |
↳ Summary: hello! could you write smth where you and jeno keep having the longest skype calls together until like one in the morning and it gets really sweet bc u start saying things that you admire about each other or smth (it can be friendly or like where you’re dating whatever you would like) and yeah haha thank you so much!!!
↳ Author’s Note: THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG IM SO SORRY ANON IM SO SO SORRY I HOPE YOU DONT HATE ME,, Also happy (belated) birthday to nct’s eye smile king
Beta’d: No and I’m terribly sorry for that, but it took me so long to write this fic (I had way to many ideas and like three different stories I had to put into one) and I just finally wanted to upload it for you. I hope that there aren’t too many (or at least not really bad) mistakes.
A/N: I hope you enjoy! I never actually suffered from insomnia, so I don’t not if the methods I mention here would work for someone who does suffer from it, but it works for me when I’m not tired enough to go to bed.
Annoyed you huffed out as you turned onto your back again and stared at the ceiling. You’ve been laying there for a long time, trying to fall asleep but weren’t able to do so. You weren’t even able to close your eyes. You thought that they would’ve grown accustomed to the darkness by now, but you still couldn’t see your hands in front of your eyes. Even if they were, the table and the vase you thought you saw weren’t actually there. They couldn’t be.
The table and the vase belonged to the interior decor of your quarters on the Enterprise, but you were at home right now, on Earth, which was probably the reason for your insomnia. You missed the constant humming of the machinery on the Enterprise, the hushed voices that sometimes passed your quarters and you missed being able to open up your eyes and look out of the windows to see the stars so close and beautiful.
Something you didn’t miss, because you weren’t lacking it at that moment, was his warmth. On the Enterprise he had to sleep near the med bay in case of an emergency and you, as a bridge crew member, were stationed a few floors above him, so you rarely got to sleep together. Right then though, you were almost ready to kill him. You weren’t really sure as to why you never noticed it, but boy, that man snored! Pinching his nose or shaking him a little only caused him to scrunch up his face or move a little bit, but he stayed asleep and snored on.