this was so me the very first time i got contacts, lol

Can I just say I have a lot of opinions about JJ, especially from a Westerner’s point of view? Specifically, the way he’s treated by the other skaters in YOI? JJ is loud, boisterous, and toots his own horn at every chance. Does this make him a bad guy? No way. In fact, all it does is paint a picture of how the rest of the world views people from America. Now, I’m from the US, so I can’t really speak for Canada, but I have quite a few Canadian friends and we are all, by definition, “North Americans”. I notice that our cultures aren’t really that different- specifically our social culture. Most Western young men act A LOT like JJ does- making jokes at other peoples’ expenses, trying to one-up everyone around them, be it verbally or otherwise, being really competitive and thriving in a competitive atmosphere, and generally just being very loud and obnoxious. 

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anonymous asked:

Omg love your HCs!! They are all so cute!!!! >V< can u please do RFA +V and Saeran x MC first time holding hands? Like what would their reactions be?? Again LOVE your HCs!!! Omg bye!!~~

(THANK YOU ANON! I GOT YOU!)
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Zen:
• Honestly, it wasn’t very long in your relationship you started holding hands.
• Basically it was your first date.
• The both of you were just walking in the park together. Laughing, and getting to know each other.
• And my god you looked so perfect. He actually wanted to just kiss you. I mean, the sun was shining on your flawless skin, the wind blew stands of (H/C) hair in your face..it was breath taking.
• BUT HE KNEW THAT MIGHT GET WEIRD ON A FIRST DATE S O!!!!
• He slowly inched his hand down beside yours, and began interlacing your small, delicate fingers in his larger ones.
• hEBLUSHEDSOHARD, BUT MADE EYE CONTACT AND YOU JUST- WOAHMAN HEY WUDDUP AHA.
• After that, he never really likes going out in public without your hand in his.
~~~~~~~~~
707:
• This cheeky little sh-
• After he finally realized his true feelings for you, and stopping pushing everything and everyone away (anti-social much? Me too.)
• He asked you to go to a cat shelter with him.
• After all, Vanderwood didn’t say his partner couldn’t have a cat and just so happen to..bring it over. A lot.
• Does this count as your first date? Well, technically. You’ve hung out a lot, but never really anywhere but the parties and RFA members houses.
• “(Y/N)!!! This cat is just so cute! You should have it! I’ll even pay!”
• “Seven- I- I can’t take care of a cat?!”
• He B E G S.
• And for the first time, he gently grabs a hold of your hand, holding it tightly in his.
• He places a kiss on your cheek, and gives you the cutest little pouty face.
• At this point, you’re a blushing, awkward mess.
• “Uh-m uh..some soft hands you got there..”
• He smirks for a moment, before thinking of the dumbest thing he can say in that moment.
• “thanks, I use a lot of lotion. If you catch my dri-”
• “O K A Y SO LETS GET THE CAT AND SKADADDLE OKBYE NOW, FUNTIMES WOO.”
• But you never did seem to let go of his hand, the rest of the day, at least.
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Jumin:
• You would think it would take a while for him to get all..lovey dovey with you.
• But it was kind of a happy medium.
• So basically, it was the 4th-5th ‘date’
• Really doesn’t want to rush things. He’s a firm believer that love takes time.
• But when it happens, it’s actually kind of sweet.
• You’re lying on his couch, waiting for him to come back in with the breakfast he ‘couldn’t wait to make for you’
• He walks in the living room to check on you, smiling over at your resting figure.
• He can’t help but want to keep walking towards you.
• And soon, he can’t even control himself?
• “Jumin? What are you-”
• He picks you up, and sets you down in his lap, all whilst placing you hand in his.
• And he doesn’t even really say much. Other than he “felt like it” when questioned on what he was doing.
• This was cute, comfortable and all, but..
• “whats that burning smell??”
• “..Shi-”
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Jaehee:
• okay this is so obvious but.
• coFFEE DATEEE!!!
• Or at least, on your way to.
• It’s a really cold morning, the two of you have been dating for a couple weeks now. So, you decided to bundle up, and grab some coffee.
• Now, she didn’t have gloves. You would think she would, but ohhoho, Nope she is not prepared.
• Thankfully, you have a trick up your sleeve. A smoothhhh move, this way it won’t be awkward to make the move. You go, (Y/N).
• You take off the glove on one of your hands, and hand it to her.
• At this point, she’s looking between you and glove, a bit confused.
• You then place your uncovered, warm hand in her freezing one.
• “What are you waiting for, silly? Put on the other glove~”
• You smooth mother-
• She’s a blushing mess, really. But she adores you.
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Yoosung:
• Sweetbbyboy
• he’s so innocent. He’s never even held hands.
• One day, you’re playing games with him at his place, and well…beating him.
• “How are you so good at this?!” Yoosung frustratedly says.
• “I guess I’m just a pro.”
• He gives you an 'o really’ look, with the intent of picking up his game.
• But he needed motivation.
• “if I win this next round, you have to hold hands with me the rest of the day. Minus when one of us needs to go to the restroom.”
• He still lost tho, lol.
• But, you couldn’t help but want your own prize.
• “how about we do it anyways?”
• HES SUCH A MESS.
• YOUR HAND IS SO!!! CUTE! AND SOFT! AND JUST!!!!! HE WANTS TO HOLD IT FOREVER!!!!
• Yes, you’re that couple.
• The one that is always painfully close and always holding the others hands.
• But he loves every minute of it. And so do you.
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V:
• It was not long at allll before you help hands.
• Before he got eye surgery, he needed your “help” to get around. So, he wanted you to hold his hand and guide him around so he could get the things he needed to get.
• But he could actually see well enough.
• He just wanted to hold your hand.
• You had butterflies, he had butterflies, you two were honestly just lovey messes on the inside.
• But you loved it.
• (bonus)
• When he got the eye surgery, you had no idea. And he made you hold his hand again…however, something was off. It seemed he was bringing you along more than you were to him..
• “V- can you..”
• You were then cut off by none other than Jumin, who just so happened to be driving by.
• “V! How’d that surgery go?”
• gASP!
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Saeran:
• Okay so he was not getting physical ATTT ALLLL!!!
• And this kind of frustrated you.
• Yes, sweetie I know you’re bad with human interaction buT WE HAVE BEEN DATING ALMOST 2 MONTHS PLS LOVE ME.
• So, RFA helped you come up with a plan. A jealously plan.
• Yep, you were gonna try and get Saeran to get all jealous and protective over you. Maybe even get him to get a little closer.
• It started small, You’d have Yoosung start flirting a little with you in the group chat.
• Plan fails, and Saeran just leaves the chats with no word.
• You knew you had to step up the game.
• One day, you and Saeran go out for a walk around town, just casually talking with each other.
• When you 'coincidentally’ run into Zen just up ahead.
• “(Y/N)! Hey! You look cute today!”
• You weren’t expecting him to say that of all things, so you couldn’t help the tiny blush that appeared on your face.
• “Awh, tha-”
• This is when you felt your hand get tightly enveloped by another.
• Saeran was jealous.
• And unafraid to show it.
• “Looks like I’m interrupting a little date~ see you on he messenger, later! Have fun you two!”
• When Zen leaves, Saeran still doesn’t let your hand go.
• “You know..this is actually kind of..nice..” He awkward says.
• cuE HEART E X P L O S I O N
• ERROR (Y/N)
• YOU DID IT.
• From here on, he starts becoming more and more physically affectionate~ thank you, Zen!

On My Love update: I’ve been busy with school lately and haven’t been able to write much, but I think that I’ll divide the chapter after all. The update will come out sooner that way too!

But since you all have been waiting so long, here’s a preview of Chapter 6! :D

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Season 2 Klance and Shallura Analysis

Alrighty so this is another one of those voltron prediction/theory/rant its basically an analysis of some parts of season 2 not all bc that would take me forever but just a few key parts (aka the key to my heart Klance okay bye). So grab a drink because this is an essay folks that I spent way too much time on than I should have. Let’s begin shall(ura) we? (I hate myself)

So I’m gonna start with a very good and very platonic (in my opinion) relationship, which is K//allura. Okay okay, they have so much potential to be bffs its exciting.

First off, I took the whole Galra Keith and Allura tension as a message the creators wanted to convey to the viewers about judging someone merely by their race. Honestly I really love it when tv shows, especially kids shows, integrate bigger ideas like racism into their stories. Its subtle yet satisfying and I really really appreciated this particular scene with Keith and Allura.

Allura is describing her hatred for the Galra which is basically her hatred toward a part of Keith that he can’t even control. He never chose to be Galra, it’s just in his blood. And obviously that hurts him because its a part of who he is:((

Like ugh this is so sweet guys. So as you know from the title of this, I don’t ship K//allura at all, but this scene was very special to me in a much different way than how I feel from a romantic interaction. Like this is a genuine moment between two characters that are haunted by the same group, the Galra. Keith is part Galra, he has a part of the enemy inside of him which is probably causing inner turmoil maybe even self-hatred within him. And Allura as we know hates the Galra for killing her entire civilization. These two have a deep character development from this scene alone. We see that Allura has matured from being bitter toward Keith for being Galra to understanding that a person should not be judged by their blood but who they truly are. Also we see that Keith has accepted the fact that yes he may have a part of the enemy within him, but that does not mean he has to be anything like them. He is also pretty stand-off ish and doesn’t like opening up necessarily. He’d much rather keep to himself (other than Shiro), but he is finally opening up to someone else as well. He forgives Allura immediately despite how offensive her bias opinion was towards him. I just love Keith. 

So these two are super close now or should be? Which is pretty awesome considering… Keith is super close to Shiro too. SO now he’s close to both Shiro and Allura who are both, might I remind you all, much older than would be appropriate for him to have a romantic relationship with. Anywho, this reeks of space parents and an angsty teen.

Which then leads to Shallura and why I believe it is pointing toward canon woot woot love these goobers. Alright so I’m solely focusing on a few scenes in particular where my heart was pounding and my eyes watering and I was clutching my heart while screaming at my computer screen. The feels man the feels. 

I just about swooned at this. Like these underrated moments are what really get me. Like I love the whole Shiro taking Allura’s hand and telling his wife to get some rest, that got me feeling some sort of way. But this scene guys. In the heat of battle, Shiro is concerned for Allura. He’s basically saying “I wish I could be there to take care of her but Coran you have to do it for me.” I cannot guys I cannot.

She could’ve called for anyone else. Was it Keith? NOPE IT WAS SHIRO, PEOPLE!!

Never forget honestly. This is the face of a broken man. I have never seen Shiro more distressed and this pic doesn’t do it justice but when you watch this scene his eyes are glistening like he’s about to cry. The calm, collected leader Shiro is on the verge of tears? omg I can’t. 

Honestly this is my weakness. When a character gets hurt and another character goes ballistic and rages. Like Shiro is so determined to kick ass in this scene and avenge Allura. End me. 

For Shallura, they both have an understanding that they need each other. They are each other’s support especially considering they both are the leaders and are the older ones of the group. They help bear each other’s responsibility which is much different than Klance’s dynamic. For Klance it is much more playful and focused on chemistry. And also because they are younger it is much more naive and afraid. Both Keith and Lance obviously care for each other but they try not to show it especially when the other is present. They are self-conscious and afraid of what the other will think, that the other doesn’t feel the same way. Shiro and Allura, however, both know that they care for each other and they aren’t afraid to express it through calling each other’s name during battle and other small gestures like that.

Which I forgot to mention that everyone is freaking out over a simple hug between Allura and Keith but like have you noticed that both Klance and Shallura have not had a proper hug yet? Ummmm is this a slow burn fic or… Seriously tho, I’ve watched plenty of shows and animes (I’m shameless) to know that usually the canon couple does not have that special hugging and seal-the-deal scenes quite so early in the series because all the anticipation builds up until the perfect scene is created. I swear a tender Klance and Shallura moment is coming I swear. 

Which then leads to my mains, Klance. I just have to admit that one of the many reasons I love these two is because of the fact that Keith and Lance are like my fav characters of all time. And I can relate to both of them at the same time idk. Anyway, back to what’s important: evidence of canon.

So… Do I really need to show these? Like these scenes do not need further analysis it just reeks of dorks-in-love-who-don’t-know-they’re-in-love-with-each-other-and-who-don’t-know-that-the-other-is-in-love-with-them. Man I love Klance. 

So instead let’s over-analyze a few other scenes…

“Babe I thought you would have my back.”

“First you forget the bonding moment now this.”

Look this one is a stretch lol but just look at Keith’s face. When you watch this scene, Keith goes from his signature annoyed and irritated look to a betrayed and frustrated look. Maybe that’s just me, but aside from that, he doesn’t necessarily look pissed off, his face changes from his usual pissy look to something much different. Obviously what Lance says does calm him down enough not to yell back at him, but he also looks frustrated because no one understand him or his secret about his past with the Blade of Mamora and all that good junk at this point. I think it is especially bothering him that he can’t just upfront say what he is hiding, and instead he knows he is looking like a fool in front of them (and especially Lance). 

Body language is important. Keith turns around as not to face them, I think he is hurt because obviously this whole situation is important to him but not even Lance seems to understand him. And I seriously think Keith and Lance have like this weird mutual understanding usually. Like ya they fight I get that, but usually they kinda get what the other is trying to get at I feel, idk maybe thats just me. 

Let’s take a moment to appreciate how blue Lance’s eyes are in this… I love my son…

So like if you look closely at this scene you notice that when Lance is making eye contact with Keith, Keith has his typical “I hate you Lance but really I don’t but I’m gonna pretend like I do” face. But right when Lance looks away Keith actually looks sad and kinda hurt. Out of everyone, he hates that Lance is the one revealing his flaws, and even he knows its true. Lance stop insulting your husband. He’s actually sensitive about what you think of him:(((

Uhhh lowkey I think Keith is just as insecure as Lance is, but he just doesn’t show it… Oh the Klangst!

And another thing we get to see in Season 2 is that Lance is showing ALOT of concern of Keith’s wellbeing which is pretty big if you ask me because season 1 was basically Pining!Keith worried about his boyf. Now we get to see some worried Lance.

Honestly, like I mentioned before, the creators are going for a slow burn. And both Shallura and Klance definitely have their little hints and subtle moments that are very easily missed. But that’s the point. If it’s too obvious then the ending won’t be as powerful, the couples won’t be as special. Also, the development of both of these couples is going slow but very well thought out and I actually appreciate it a lot. I know for a fact K//allura won’t be canon because their interaction is too straight-up(lol) for it to be canon. It could be said as “predictable” but idk I just get a total brotp vibe from them nothing more, plus if they were hinting at canon for them, they wouldn’t have them hug so soon. Also their reactions and facial expressions toward the hugs and touches would be very different. It wasn’t tender like the Bonding Moment™ or the Shallura hand grab™. Facial expressions and reactions are key! Keith looked indifferent when Allura fell into his arms and their hug was sweet yes but it wasn’t hesitant and nervous like a couple who just discovered their feelings for one another would react. It was a hug between two people who recognize their bond. It was a strong bond yes, between two lovers? no I don’t think so. Allura, herself even confirmed how she now viewed the paladins as her family and it just felt to much like a familial bond I couldn’t see anything more to it. If Kallura was to be canon they would have more subtle moments than in-your-face big moments. Little details in the way Keith or Allura would look, or in the background they would be gazing at each other (*cough* like Keith does to Lance *cough*) It’s the little things that count, remember that.

The only ship I was concerned that would be canon was Sh//eith, because they have an obvious bond that is much different than everyone else. But ever since the “Shiro, you’re a bro to me” happened, it basically killed any chance of it happening. Which in my opinion is much better because Klance and Shallura have so much potential and their stories can expand and be written so well. As it is, the creators are doing a really good job at unraveling their stories slowly but just enough as to give the viewers hope which is the goal usually for tv shows. They try to make the shippers suffer sometimes *sigh*. 

Anywho, if you read up to this point thanks for listening to me rambling about space parents and space ranger partners lol! I loved season 2 because it revealed a lot about Keith not only through the obvious backstories and blade of mamora stuff but also through his interactions. And yes Keith is my fav lol. Anyways, I am 99.9% sure Klance and Shallura are gonna be canon but by no means am I saying you shouldn’t ship what you want. You do you, folks. Ship on and enjoy the show!

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(theres like 200+ on here lol. got it from another tumbler, credz to them 💜)

1: My name?
2: Do I have any nicknames?
3: Zodiac sign?
4: Video game I play to chill, not to win?
5: Book/series I reread?
6: Aliens or ghosts?
7: Writer I trust enough to read whatever they write?
8: Favourite radio station?
9: Favourite flavour of anything?
10: The word that I use all the time to describe something great?
11: Favourite song?
12: The question you ask new friends to get to know them better?
13: Favourite word?
14: The last person who hurt me, did I forgive them?
15: Last song I listened to?
16: TV show I always recommend?
17: Pirates or ninjas?
18: Movie I watch when I’m feeling down?
19: Song that I always start my shuffle with/wake-up song/always-on-a-loop song?
20: Favourite video games?
21: What am I most afraid of?
22: A good quality of mine?
23: A bad quality of mine?
24: Cats or dogs?
25: Actor/actress you trust enough to watch whatever they’re in?
26: Favourite season?
27: Am I in a relationship?
28: Something I miss?
29: My best friend?
30: Eye colour?
31: Hair colour?
32: Someone I love?
33: Someone I trust?
34: Someone I always think about?
35: Am I excited about anything?
36: My current obsession?
37: Favourite TV shows as a child?
38: Do I have someone of the opposite sex that I can tell everything to?
39: Am I superstitious?
40: What do I think about most?
41: Do I have any strange phobias?
42: Do I prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it?
43: Favourite hobbies?
44: Last book I read?
45: Last film I watched?
46: Do I play any instruments?
47: Favourite animal?
48: Top 5 blog on Tumblr that I follow?
49: Superpower I wish I could have?
50: How do I destress?
51: Do I like confrontation?
52: When do I feel most at peace?
53: What makes me smile?
54: Do I sleep with the lights on or off?
55: Play any sports?
56: What is my song of the week?
57: Favourite drink?
58: When did I last send a handwritten letter to somebody?
59: Afraid of heights?
60: Pet peeve?
61: What was the last concert I went to see?
62: Am I vegetarian/vegan/pescatarian?
63: What occupation did I want to do when I was younger?
64: Have I ever had a friend turn enemy?
65: What fictional universe would I like to be a part of?
66: Something I worry about?
67: Scared of the dark?
68: Who are my best friends?
69: What do I admire most about others?
70: Can I sing?
71: Something I wish I could do?
72: If I won the lottery, what would I do?
73: Have I ever skipped school?
74: Favourite place on the planet?
75: Where do I want to live?
76: Do I have any pets?
77: What is my current desktop picture?
78: Early bird or night owl?
79: Sunsets or sunrise?
80: Can I drive?
81: Story behind my last kiss?
82: Earphones or headphones?
83: Have I ever had braces?
84: Story behind one of my scars?
85: Favourite genre of music?
86: Who is my hero?
87: Favourite comic book character?
88: What makes me really angry?
89: Kindle or real book?
90: Favourite sporty activity?
91: What is one thing that isn’t tight in schools that should be?
92: What was my favourite subject at school?
93: Siblings?
94: What was the last thing I bought?
95: How tall am I?
96: Can I cook?
97: Can I bake?
98: 3 things I love?
99: 3 things I hate?
100: Do I have more girl friends or boy friends?
101: Who do I get on with better, girls or boys?
102: Where was I born?
103: Sexual orientation?
104: Where do I currently live?
105: Last person I texted?
106: Last time I cried?
107: Guilty pleasure?
108: Favourite Youtuber?
109: A photo of myself.
110: Do I like selfies?
111: Favourite game app?
112: My relationship with my parents?
113: Favourite accents?
114: A place I have not been but wish to visit?
115: Favourite number?
116: Can I juggle?
117: Am I religious?
118: Do I like space?
119: Do I like the deep ocean?
120: Am I much of a daredevil?
121: Am I allergic to anything?
122: Can I curl my tongue?
123: Can I wiggle my ears?
124: Do I like clowns?
125: The Beatles or Elvis?
126: My current project?
127: Am I a bad loser?
128: Do I admit when I wrong?
129: Forest or beach?
130: Favourite piece of advice?
131: Am I a good liar?
132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district?
133: Do I talk to myself?
134: Am I very social?
135: Do I like gossip?
136: Do I keep a journal/diary?
137: Have I ever hopelessly failed a test?
138: Do I believe in second chances?
139: If I found a wallet full of cash on the ground, what would I do?
140: Do I believe people are capable of change?
141: Have I ever been underweight?
142: Am I ticklish?
143: Have I ever been in a submarine?
144: Have I ever been on a plane?
145: In a film about my life, who would I cast as myself, friends and family?
146: Have I ever been overweight?
147: Do I have any piercings?
148: Which fictional character do I wish was real?
149: Do I have any tattoos?
150: What is the best decision I have made in life so far?
151: Do I believe in Karma?
152: Do I wear glasses or contacts?
153: What was my first car?
154: Do I want children?
155: Who is the most intelligent person I know?
156: My most embarrassing memory?
157: What makes me nostalgic?
158: Have I ever pulled an all-nighter?
159: Which do I value more in others, brains or beauty?
160: What colour mostly dominates my wardrobe?
161: Have I ever had a paranormal experience?
162: What do I hate most about myself?
163: What do I love most about myself?
164: Do I like adventure?
165: Do I believe in fate?
166: Favourite animal?
167: Have I ever been on radio?
168: Have I ever been on TV?
169: How old am I?
170: One of my favourite quotes?
171: Do I hold grudges?
172: Do I trust easily?
173: Have I learnt from my mistakes?
174: Best gift I’ve ever received?
175: Do I dream?
176: Have I ever had a night terror?
177: Do I remember my dreams, and what is one that comes to mind?
178: An experience that has made me stronger?
179: If I were immortal, what would I do?
180: Do I like shopping?
181: If I could get away with a crime, what would I choose to do?
182: What does “family” mean to me?
183: What is my spirit animal?
184: How do I want to be remembered?
185: If I could master one skill, what would I choose?
186: What is my greatest failure?
187: What is my greatest achievement?
188: Love or money?
189: Love or career?
190: If I could time travel, where and when would I want to go?
191: What makes me the happiest?
192: What is “home” to me?
193: What motivates me?
194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be?
195: Would I ever want to encounter aliens?
196: A movie that scared me as a child?
197: Something I hated as a child that I like now?
198: Zombies or vampires?
199: Live in the city or suburbs?
200: Dragons or wizards?
201: A nightmare that has stayed with me?
202: How do I define love?
203: Do I judge a book by its cover?
204: Have I ever had my heart broken?
205: Do I like my handwriting?
206: Sweet or savoury?
207: Worst job I’ve had?
208: Do I collect anything?
209: Item of clothing or jewellery you’ll never see me without?
210: What is on my bucket list?
211: How do I handle anger?
212: Was I named after anyone?
213: Do I use sarcasm a lot?
214: What TV character am I most like?
215: What is the weirdest talent I have?
216: Favourite fictional character?

Do I like Him?

Pairing; jungkook x reader || Dancer kook!au + Jealous kook!au

Summary;  “I’m not your princess.”  You fall in love with your best friend dancer Jungkook, and sexual tensions grow until something happens.

Word count; 3.2k 

 warnings; smut, language, slight bondage, princess and daddy kink

A/N; sorry for not writing anything for the longest. :( THIS HAS A LOT OF FLUFF THO TOO. (and sorry if there are some mistakes lol) i need jesus from this omgg

Originally posted by jeonify

You sauntered out the door, being exposed a new day. The bitter cold wind hit you which felt like a thousand needles against your skin since you had to wear a stupid skirt for the uniform. You were on your way to school trying to keep alive and warm in the process. “Ugh winter is going to be the death of me.” You groaned to yourself as you shivered.

You hugged yourself only to notice you forgot your coat. Time was ticking and you were quite far away from home already. Making your way down the icy street with the pure white snow in your hair, you noticed your best friend Jungkook. He was also walking to school. Jungkook lived a few blocks away from you. His face lit up and he ran up to you. He seems so happy to see you, everyday.

“Hey y/n! How are you princess?” He greeted you. You froze up even more at the word ‘princess’
“Hi, but will you stop calling me that? I’m not your princess.”
“Uh, well it’s just because you act like one, that’s all.” he explained to you.
You continued to walk and hug yourself trying to keep the cold away. Suddenly Jungkook slipped off his coat being left in his white button up shirt that seems to be way too small. It contoured his toned body perfectly. You looked away and shook your head.
“That’s wrong, no, stop it”, you told yourself.

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BSD Chapter 51 Summary

A bit of summary for the new chapter. It took me a lot of time to just read through this cuz there’re so many texts and many difficult kanjis that I have never seen before. But the chapter is nice and I am so in love with Dazai and Shinsoukoku’s reaction. As usual, please note that I might make some mistakes with my translation (I mostly will!!) because my Japanese is limited. Kindly correct me if you spot anything that is incorrect! Thanks <3

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Quartet Night LIVE Evolution full report

Written by me who have short-term memory and is really biased to QN

(PLEASE TAKE ALL OF STUFFS WRITTEN HERE WITH GRAIN OF SALT; there’s no way i could remember all stuffs exactly at it was. I would be happy if you could just ‘take the feel’)

First of all, it was awesome. I can’t really describe how overwhelming it was. If you’ve watched any of utapri live before, i just want to say that for me this is the best utapri live i’ve seen so far. If you think 5th and 4th live was awesome, this was on different level. The hall was definitely too small for a group who got #1 weekly oricon and more than 100k sales (which was made up by hundred of cinemas live viewing), but it was really well-planned. Probably the most well-planned utapri live ever.

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#GOT7inSydney : An experience

A GREAT NIGHT YALL BAMBAM DEFS MY BIAS WRECKER NOW 


We joined the line around 8 and were like probably 100th-170th in line for gold.  We met amazing people in line, made our experience so good.

I was slightly disappointed because it was randomly chosen wristbands for hi touch or photo op we were given no choice. I got hi touch. Purple ones I’m assuming means photo op, the people we lined up with mega babes:

So we found out no merch for Sydney. The merch truck came so late so I missed out on getting a light stick :( the crowd was dark without them. At 4 the line started moving bit by bit as everyone stood up so tension was high. When it hit 6pm Luna park closes so everyone in gold suddenly started running it was literally a stampede of people. Security didn’t have it handled well as line order just went into chaos and I was crushed literally I had not been prepared for that this is how wild the line got no order what so ever people who camped out were greatly disadvantaged.

We ended up waiting so long to get in it was 7 already before they let us in but I slightly snaked my way into the right doors. AND SPRINTED FOR MY LIFE so I ended up soooo close to the stage about 5 heads back but I was next to people who camped out. There were a lot of fansites which was quite annoying bc cameras were resting on me or they kept a pulling down my hand smh.

I was literally so close.

The curtain dropped and they performed Q I stood in shock for a whole minute bc their beauty is out of this world. They are very real and amazing I literally was a gaping fish I had an out of body experience.  You can hear me go off in this video. After that they were doing games I’m sure you all heard how annoying the MC and translator were ion wanna talk about it.

BUT it was the moments I got noticed by 4/6 of GOT7 now lemme tell you.Emily and I were literally hyping them up bc our centre section of gold was fansites so it was quiet so we had to go off. The first person we hyped was Jinyoung we were like bouncing our arms chanting his name yknow like so. He imitated our hand movements and laughed so brightly covering his mouth WIG FLEW!

MARK NEXT we were hyping him going “YEAHHHH MARK” and he responded and did that puckered surprised lips face and then laughed at us. Me and em looked at each other ‘passed out’ and looked back at Mark and he was cracking up at our reactions RIP.

Yugyeom is so cute he was on the right side of us so we really couldn’t see him much but he did walk towards centre and I caught his eye. And when that happens you gotta do something so I did a little hit the folks and he did it back and giggled wtf.

A video I recorded of like the games they played and some questions they did: Jackson.

OK SO BAMBAM NOTICED AND INTERACTED WITH ME NOT ONCE NOT TWICE BUT FIVE TIMES!

Every time I interacted with Bambam everyone around me was shook and had mouths wide open DID THAT. First time me and em were doing our little hype hand sign chanting double b and he pointed and laughed at it then imitated. I did a really fucking cringy dab when we made eye contact and Bambam dead-ass laughed  with his head back. I’m black so I dab like so.

Now it went back to performances and they performed fly. They performed sky way next the vid was too long for me to post but I’ll try again later. Next was hard carry emily and I went off and just danced the whole time. Hard Carry performance.

They then did the giveaway which was the signed letters and Bambams mic was working so I got eye contact with him AGAIN. His microphone wasn’t working when he got back on stage and I was like “LET BAMBAM SPEAK” and then he was like me?? And I was mouthing to him “is your mic on we can’t hear you?” And he was like scrunching his face confused and tapped his mic and I just showed my ear to him then shrugged and he laughed then he had to pay attention to the MC again FUCKING WIG MAN. 

My best friend Emily was hyping Bambam up to dab and I joined her to get his attention:

Bambam was wiping his face with a towel and I was like shid I want that so I gestured to him that I wanted it. He looked up at me and was acting dumb acting like he didn’t know what the towel was and just dropped it on the floor and walked off.

Some photos of Bambam teasing me:

At this point I was like a head or two away from barricade I was ready to swoop in but I gotta be patient. Got7 performned NEVER EVER, sorry for messy camera work Yugyeom really got CLOSE

They then said their goodbyes you know the go like this has been got7 :( and then there was an open space on the barricade but low and behold a Yugyeom fansite really was anti and didn’t want me on barricade. So somehow I ended up on barricade and I was like “oh word true shit?” but the Yugyeom fansite had her elbows up on the barricade. And it was just before encore so I was like I wanna see this but she would not move with her camera legit glaring at me. So encore starts and I’m all good at barricade because she snapping Yugyeom but its barricade so pushing starts AND YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING WHEN YOU’RE AT THE FRONT so she flips her shit and starts swearing at me in Korean while I’m jamming out to ‘out’ and then I turn to her like “we are not doing this right now” and I was like they’re pushing and as I said pushing it blew her ear BC PUSHING GOT THAT PU sound and she went off more and elbowed me hard, security did nothing but karma to her because Yugyeom did not look her way even once while I got interaction with him so..

They came out for encore and I was on barricade and was so shook like I never dreamed this was gonna happen. Me on the barricade during encore lol to the people that camped out! I arrived at 8am.

I had an out of body experience when this happened JB was sooooo close I was looking through my videos JB really was staying in the centre so was Bambam

JB and Jinyoung looking in my camera:

Bambam teased me AGAIN when I asked for his towel during encore and I- I was that girl asking him for a towel 3 times lmfao he’s a tease

HE ENDED UP THROWING IT TO A RANDOM SPOT I WAS SO PRESSED.

Go higher was next encore song and girl I went deaf it was so hype I recorded like tiny bits went off during the rest. I WAS BOUNCING WITH THEM IT WAS AMAZING I GOT HYPE.

This concluded the concert then it was hi touch AND BEST BELIEVE I GOT MY BLOTTING PAPER AND EYEBROW PENCIL OUT

#GOT7inSydney : hi touch experience

I’m the girl with the braids.(and brown bag) Order was Mark, yugyeom, bambam, jinyoung, jaebum, Jackson. Their hands were big wide and so soft and they were taller than me I was shook bc I’m 5'7 (170cm) and was wearing platform boots. I remember marks bright smile he was the first face I saw and I said “thank you” he’s honestly so gorgeous. Yugyeom is so beautiful I said thankyou to him too and hi fived him quickly. BamBam remembered me and I told him “you were so lit” and held his hand then pointed at him and he pointed back and said “you too”

jinyoung i hi fived and he gave me the cutest smile his eye smile heals lives I love those wrinkles honestly. I had tunnel vision for jaebum he was all I could see I was in shock. His forehead is so big and like shiny and flawless and clear and his face omg. He has like a lil dimple on the side of his face his hand is so big and he’s PALE you guys.His hair was wavy and had red orange hues i was in sooo deep and his earring are so nice where to cop??? I leaned into him as you see in the vid so I could see his eyes and I stared into his eyes and said “I love you so much” and he did that wide closed lipped smile and his eye smile AND HIS EYE MOLES WTF I HELD HIS HAND LIKE REAL TIGHT AND SQUEEZED IT I really am whipped.

Jackson did a little squirtle smile and then did a big smile with teeth and CRINKLEY EYES WITH IT AS I SAID “thank you so much for coming PLEASE come back please!!” Then I walked off the stage and he yelled back “OKAY” I was like in shock so I didn’t hear him afbksnsl BUT HELD HIS HAND REALLY HARD TOO


-lcvechangkyun

Boyfriend Series; Woozi/Jihoon

- lee jihoon is a big softie
- you know this more than anyone
- for your first date, jihoon takes you to a humble little coffee shop because he just wants it simple
- you both sit at a table near the window and talk while eating your cakes and sipping your lattes
- you both don’t even realize how much time you’ve spent at the café because times just flies when you’re with him
- when you and jihoon finally leave, it’s already dark outside and you didn’t dress warm enough for this winter weather because you weren’t expecting to stay out this late
- jihoon notices how cold you are and takes off his scarf to give to you
- you say “oh no, i’m fine, jihoon!! put it back on, you’re going to get cold” but he says “i’m fine, i’m more worried about you”
- while he’s wrapping his scarf around your neck, you stare into his eyes, and he looks into yours when he’s done
- then he slowly leans in and kisses you right on the lips
- not only that, but the first snowfall happens that very moment, and it’s a first kiss you’re never going to forget
- since he likes winter, that’s when you both go out the most
- you don’t like seeing him freeze when he gives you his scarf, so you share it with him and he gets embarrassed lmao
- jihoon’s always surprising you with gifts
- not flowers or chocolates or things likes that but things you mentioned weeks ago you didn’t think he would remember or some of your favorite things
- like sometimes he’d meet up with you, and he’d say “oh, i passed by the convenience store today and got you your favorite snack” and you’d just be so touched
- jihoon also gets you both matching cellphone charms!!!
- tends to scold you a lot when you hurt yourself or get yourself in trouble, but he does this because he cares
- “don’t make me worry…”
- but then he makes YOU worried because he overworks himself sometimes to the point of nearly collapsing of exhaustion
- you both just take turns scolding each other because you make each other worry so much
- sometimes he gets really stressed and explodes at you which makes you sad
- he feels really bad about it afterwards, and moves close to you and buries his face in the crook of your neck, mumbling “i’m sorry for what i said earlier…..”
- he’s too embarrassed to call you any cute nicknames, but on his phone, your contact name is “mine” and that’s enough for you
- ready to beat up anyone who hurts you with a guitar
- pda makes him cringe to death, but when you’re both alone, he loves holding your hand and cuddling with you and all those cute things he’s too embarrassed to do in public
- kisses on the forehead!!
- he pretends he hates them by scoffing and telling you “really? i’m not a child, (name)” but deep down, he LOVES it
- his way of asking for kisses on the lips is so….. shy and innocent…. LOL
- “since i worked hard…. a hug would be nice…. or maybe even a kiss……?” and his face is all red when you nod your head and smile at him
- his phone’s lock screen used to be a picture of you together but the other members kept teasing him about it so he removed it
- but don’t worry, when you unlock his phone, it’s a picture of just you as his wallpaper
- he sometimes locks himself in the studio for hours on end, so you honestly have to drag him outside to get some fresh air and to get him to actually eat something
- if he insists he has to stay inside, you always bring him his favorite meal—jajangmyeon and spicy ramyeon noodles mixed together
- you actually asked mingyu to teach you how to make them and whenever you tell jihoon you cooked the meal, he always says “oh, no wonder it tastes better”
- he listens only to you
- like seungcheol once suggested something and jihoon said “no, that’s not a good idea” and when you came to visit the dorm, you suggested the SAME THING as seungcheol and jihoon said “oh, that’s a good idea”
- seungcheol’s mouth just fell open
- jihoon actually gets really jealous sometimes
- when he sees another member get too close to you, he glares daggers at them like if looks could kill, they’d be in pieces
- he literally pokes his head into the room, and glares at them until their eyes widen in horror and when you turn around to see what they’re looking at, jihoon’s already gone
- you love watching him play the piano because his fingers are so gentle as they run across the black and white keys
- he finds it cute how you sway from side to side while sitting next to him on the bench, and he finds it even cuter when you unintentionally hum along to whatever he’s playing
- when you decide to keep him company in the recording room, you like to sing along to the seventeen songs he plays on the piano
- he once wrote a song for you and you actually teared up when he was done
- “why are you crying?? did i mess up?? i knew i was a beat off in the chorus omg i’m so sorry—” “jihoon shut up, i love it and i love you”
- he actually hasn’t told you he loves you yet
- he feels like he has to wait for the perfect moment to say it, but whenever the opportunity comes, he gets too shy
- but now, as you’re lying your head against his shoulder with your eyes closed after a long day, jihoon shakes your shoulders gently and asks “(name)? are you awake?”
- you don’t answer, and pretend you fell asleep
- and that’s when he kisses your forehead and whispers “i love you”
- you keep pretending to be asleep, and when jihoon falls asleep next to you too, that’s when you say “i love you too, jihoon”

Holy Yeollie (M)

This is something I started a few days ago to practice my smut-writing skills (this is like the first fully completed one that I’ve written, and the first for EXO)… I got kinda invested in it and so, yeah…Here it is~ You don’t have to read it, of course, if you’re not into smut or anything (it’s probably not very good anyway lol). Anyway, here goes nothing…


Genre: X Reader, literally just smut, smut, smut (so basically PWP)

Member(s): Well, if you couldn’t tell from the title, it’s Chanyeol (who btw has been slaying it in that L’Officiele Hommes photoshoot)

POV: Second person

Warning(s): Potentially cringy due to my utter lack of any experience with a guy, not to mention the whole thing is smut so like…the (M) for mature should be a warning in itself

Summary: Smut. No plot-line to follow, just…yeah.

Originally posted by zutterxtrash


“Fuck!”

That was the word that echoed against the walls, the word that bounced its way down the hall, the word that resounded in your and his ears as you looked down at him, sitting on his stomach as he laid on the bed.

“(y/n),” he whimpered, wiggling beneath you. “Touch me, please!”

Chanyeol stared up at you, his eyes dark and lusty as hell. It was almost enough for you to change your mind. You knew what he was capable of, but…this was supposed to be your turn.

It’d been months since you had last seen him, touched him, breathed his scent, and now, you were just about ready to rip everything off of him, which was very uncharacteristic for you, since you were usually a sub. Hence this experiment.

“And why…should I listen to you?” You asked, your voice wavering a little as you tried to sound authoritative. You narrowed your eyes, although you were sure you looked stupid.

He stared up at you, before snickering, shaking his head.

“I literally have no idea how you do this,” your boyfriend groaned, propping himself up with his elbows. “Subbing is impossible.”

You sighed, climbing off of him.

“Well it’s not easy dominating either,” you muttered. “I’m just not good at being demanding.”

“You don’t have to be demanding,” he snickered. “Just…take charge.”

“It’s not that simple though! I don’t take charge. It’s not who I am. I just can’t. I’m sorry, Chan.” You stuck out your lower lip, pouting.

He smiled softly at your childish expression, before getting up off the bed and enveloping you in his long arms.

“It’s okay, baby,” he cooed, kissing your forehead lovingly. “It’s only sex. It doesn’t have to be a big deal.”

“I know,” you whined. “But I convinced you to do this and then I couldn’t even do it. I wasted your time and ruined the mood.”

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple before moving to your ear.

“I don’t think you ruined the mood,” he whispered huskily, taking your earlobe between his teeth, nibbling softly.

You smiled a little, allowing your hands to make contact with his chest. You ran your fingertips over it, admiring the muscles hidden beneath the thin white shirt he wore. Slowly, your hands made their way down, undoing the buckle on his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. He pulled away from your ear to help you slip them off of his long tan legs.

The bulge that had already been visible when his pants were on suddenly seemed bigger, having been shed of some of its restricting confines. The only thing holding it back from your touch was his boxers. He gazed at you expectantly.

“Well?” He grunted, licking his lips.

You rolled your eyes, but smiled, sliding your fingers into the waistband. With a single tug, you pulled his boxers down, allowing his hard cock to smack against his t-shirt. He growled, his head tilting back as the cold air of the room met his heated skin.

You immediately got down on your knees. Your fingers crept under his shirt to trace the thin trail of soft hair that led down to his erection, subconsciously admiring his toned stomach as your fingertips ghosted over it.

“Don’t fucking play games, (y/n),” he snarled, seizing your hands in his. “You wanted your chance, and you had it. Now, you’ll do as I say, or else…” He released your hands, his eyes narrowing at you.

You gulped, seeing the untamed lust swirling in his dark irises. Quickly, you put your hands to work, one fondling the soft, wrinkly skin of his balls while the other began to smear his precum over the tip. He grinned, his eyes closing as he tilted his head back once more in pleasure.

You leaned down, pulling your hand away and wrapping your plump pink lips around his leaking head, flicking the slit with your tongue. He groaned, his hands balling into fists at the sensation.

“Mmm, fuck,” he hissed, feeling your tongue swirling over him as you slowly took him in deeper.

You took him until you could feel him hit the back of your throat. This was always the hard part; making sure you didn’t gag and throw up. Bracing yourself, you brought your head back, careful not to slip up and choke on him. You began to move your mouth up and down his length, cautiously yet quickly, taking what wouldn’t fit into your mouth into your free hand and moving it up and down as well.

His fists unraveled, his long fingers lacing themselves through your hair, coaxing you to move quicker. You complied, deciding that if you did choke, you’d just have to suck it up and deal with it. You hollowed your cheeks, creating extra friction between his cock and your mouth. He stared down at you, watching your every move with hooded eyes. He bit his lip, desperate to keep his lewd moans to himself.

“Ah, (y/n), fuck. Mmm, you feel so goddamn fucking good. You look so fucking sexy, with my cock in your pretty little mouth. Just look at you, drooling all over my dick. You love this, don’t you?” He grunted, hoping to distract himself from moaning, his breathing uneven. “You love being on your knees for me, love sucking this dick.” His grip on your hair grew tighter, his eyes darker, if that was even possible.

You moaned at his words, the vibrations causing him to release a stream of curses. You continued to suck like your life depended on it, like his cock was your air. As you went down again, he stopped you, his hands holding your head down. Slowly, he pushed you down further, his penis going deeper and deeper into your throat. You tried to swallow, but ceased your attempts when you realized you were on the verge of choking. Your eyes began to water, spit cascading from your mouth down his cock as he held you in place. You whimpered, tears blurring your vision. He pulled out a little, disentangling one of his hands to wipe a tear from your cheek.

“Baby,” he hissed, his voice strained. “Use your damn tongue, now.”

You quickly began to run your tongue over the bottom of his cock, tracing the veins and dipping into the slit, sucking out more salty precum, your hand still wrapped around his base and moving at a steady pace. He smiled down at you, feeling his abdomen tense and his balls grow heavy. His cock pulsed in your mouth, his hips starting to thrust forward. A deep, guttural moan tore through his throat as his hips bucked furiously, his cock spurting thick, creamy white ropes of cum into your mouth.

“(y/n),” he panted as he came. “Mmm, fuck, (y/n)! Yes…”

You swallowed as much as you could, accustomed to, and almost fond of, the salty and somewhat bitter tang of your boyfriend’s release, after having been with him for several years. He caught his breath, his gaze focused only on you. You stared back, noting that his eyes were still just as dark as before.

Suddenly, he scooped you up in his long arms, still not breaking eye contact as he nudged your nose with his, his forehead pressed against yours. His lips met yours in an almost tame kiss, no tongue, just your lips against his. He pulled away, before going in again, this time more heatedly.

His teeth sunk into your lower lip, causing you to open your mouth. His tongue slithered in, the warm muscle pressing against yours with firm, harsh strokes. He stepped towards the bed and set you down on it gently, not breaking the lip-lock. You moaned into the kiss, feeling his fingers tracing your collarbones and trailing down your back until he found the hook on your bra. Undoing it, he pulled your bra out from under your shirt, his hands drawing intricate patterns on your stomach before cupping your breasts. You tugged your head away from his, gasping both for breath and from the feeling of his cold hands pinching your sensitive nipples.

He smirked, his thumbs rolling them as he pressed open-mouthed kisses down your jaw and neck, before trailing back up again. He stopped at the hollow behind your ear, flicking it quickly with his hot tongue. You could feel him grin against your skin as you shivered beneath him, a familiar dampness developing between your clenched thighs. He pulled away from your neck, staring at you with a dorky yet cocky smile on his swollen lips.

“Am I making you wet, baby?” He crooned, releasing his hold on your breasts to grab the edge of your shirt. He pulled it off of you with an easy swoop, your upper body exposed completely to him and his hungry gaze.

You whined, feeling him take a nipple into his warm mouth. He tugged on it with his teeth, eliciting a high-pitched moan from you.

“Aren’t you going to answer my question, baby girl?” He whispered, his heated breath tickling your skin.

“Ahh…mmm…yes, Chan…Yeollie, I’m so wet for you…” you whimpered out, squirming under him.

“Good,” he hummed, before spreading your legs and unbuttoning your shorts, yanking them down and placing butterfly kisses all over your clothed core. He pressed his nose against your clit, making you mewl in pleasure as the fabric of your panties rubbed against the sensitive nub.

“You smell so fucking wonderful, you know that?” He growled, snapping the waistband of your underwear. You jumped at sound, biting your lip in anticipation.

He tugged your panties down, slipping them off your legs and throwing them across the room.

“Look at you, soaked. It’s a wonder you didn’t stain your damn underwear. So fucking wet, you’re dripping, baby girl.” He shook his head, his eyes still sweeping over your exposed core in amazement. “Now what do you suppose I should do about this?” He mused, arching an eyebrow at you. “I could…touch you? I could fuck you…well, I’m already planning on doing that. Hmm, or maybe…” He licked his pink lips, eyeing you amusedly before bending his head down. “Maybe I should taste-test you first…”

Before you registered what he had said, he dove straight into your heat, his lips suckling at your lower ones greedily. You cried out in surprise, your body writhing at the sudden overwhelming wave of pleasure. He nipped at your labia, sucking harshly at your heated flesh before lapping at it with his tongue. He slurped loudly, his tongue sliding in and out of your slick entrance. You couldn’t help but cry out each time, the sheets beneath you having fallen victim to your tightly clenched fists.

“Ahhh, Channie! Chanyeol…” You screeched between pants, your chest heaving as he slid one long digit into your entrance, beginning to slowly thrust it in and out with his tongue.

“You like this, (y/n)?” He cooed, the movement of his lips and the heat of his breath against your core making tears of ecstasy fill your eyes. You were already dreadfully close to your climax, a consequence of the long amount of time that had passed since he had been able to do this to you, since you and he had enjoyed a night like this together, and not on opposite sides of the world.

“I love it…I love you, Park Chanyeol,” you choked out as your body tensed, a familiar rush filling you as you were swallowed up by your orgasm. “AHHH! CHANYEOL!!!” You cried, your hands releasing the sheets and flying straight for his soft, tawny locks, tugging and yanking on them as your vision turned white, the pressure that had been building up in you releasing itself in the form of a hot fluid that your boyfriend eagerly lapped up. He continued to slip his finger in and out of you, making your legs quiver as you clenched down on the single digit tightly.

You gasped for breath, your entire body feeling as though it was floating on air. Chanyeol pulled away from your soaked folds, chuckling when he saw your dazed expression.

“You know we haven’t even reached the best part, right, baby girl?” He asked, hopping up on the bed beside you.

You sighed, your eyes fluttering shut as you continued to try to regulate your breathing. He laughed again, shifting so that he held his body over yours. Through your haze, you noted the feeling of his erect cock against your thigh. You opened your eyes to see him positioned over you, his toned arms on either side of you, his knees holding your legs apart.

“Ready, baby?” He whispered, before taking his erection in his hand and rubbing himself over your slit, coating his tip in your fluids.

You hummed in response, bracing yourself for the feeling of his thick member stretching you. Even though you thought you were prepared, nothing could’ve prepared you for his first thrust. You moaned in unison, his deep and throaty while yours was high-pitched and whiny. His pearly white teeth sunk into his shiny lower lip, and you could faintly see the residue of your climax on his lips and chin. You lifted your head up, kissing him and tasting yourself as he held himself still inside of you. You smiled against his lips, knowing it was taking everything in him to not start thrusting.

“Move, please,” you murmured, your hands trailing up to grip his biceps.

You swore you heard him let out a sigh of relief, and you opened your mouth to say as such, when he pulled himself out, leaving only the head in, before thrusting back in quickly. Your words were long forgotten, replaced instead by a loud moan as his hard cock rubbed against your walls.

His hips began rocking steadily, setting a slow but consistent rhythm. His skin slapped gently against yours, the sound of his balls hitting your butt making a soft clapping noise. His thrusts were deep but gentle, hitting your most sensitive spots each time while leaving you wanting more.

“Yeollie, faster,” you mumbled, grabbing onto his arms tighter. “Harder, please.”

He complied almost instantaneously, the pace suddenly speeding up, causing you to gasp. His hips snapped to meet yours, his cock pounding into you harshly, each thrust making his tip hit your g-spot dead on. The sounds of skin on skin grew louder and more frequent, intertwining with the sounds of your moans, your bodies growing sticky and sweaty as he continued to rock his hips on yours.

You groaned, feeling a familiar pressure start to build inside you.

“Mmm, Yeollie…I’m gonna-”

He pulled all the way out, making you squeak at the empty and unsatisfying feeling of losing an orgasm.

“Damnit, Yeol!” You cried, staring up at him surprisedly. He grinned, rolling off of you and laying down beside you. You sat up, looking at him curiously.

“Chanyeolllll,” you whined, pursing your lips in a childish pout. “What are you doing?”

His lips twitched, trying to hold back his laughter.

“Do you remember why we started this, baby girl?” He hummed.

You blinked, stunned. What the hell was he talking about? All you cared about was the fact that he had deprived you of your orgasm.

“We started this today,” he placed his large hands on your hips, “so you could experiment with being in charge.” He lifted you up, placing you on top of him.

Suddenly it made sense to you.

“You want me to…?”

He nodded, his dark eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Ride me, baby,” he crooned. “Show me what you wanted to do with me.”

You blushed; did he really deny you of your climax for this? Nonetheless, you decided it couldn’t hurt. Shifting a little, you positioned your dripping folds over his dick, before slowly sinking down. You bit your lip, placing your hands on his clothed chest for support. Cautiously, you began to lift yourself up and down, rolling your hips a little. Soon enough, you had set a steady pace, your body bouncing on top of his, your core taking his cock with ease.

He threw his head back into one of the pillows, a low whine escaping his parted lips. You took advantage of his exposed neck, using your tongue to probe at his collarbones and making a trail up to his chin. You nipped gently at the corner of his lips, before sucking his lower lip into your mouth, nibbling on it as you continued to ride him.

He groaned into your mouth, his hips beginning to thrust up to meet yours. Before you knew it, you were laying below him, your positions flipped. You made a noise of protest, and he chuckled, his hips maintaining the pace you had set before he had flipped things over.

“Sorry, baby, but I just couldn’t do it,” he mumbled, his thrusts quickening. “You looked sexy as hell, but I couldn’t just sit there and take it.”

He then slipped a hand between the two of you, his nimble fingers finding your clit almost instantly. He rubbed it in circles, making your body tense and your core clench.

“Are you close, (y/n)-ah?” He asked, his deep voice coming out strained.

“Y-yes,” you cried out, your eyes squeezing shut as your end twisted inside you. Your insides coiled, tighter and tighter, until it all sprung loose.

“Chanyeol…Chanyeol! Ahhh, Chanyeol!” You screamed, your toes curling in ecstasy, your fingers flying to his hair, knotting themselves in it as you writhed below him, your core clamping down on his cock.

He growled, continuing to thrust throughout your orgasm as he aimed for his own. Finally, he felt his balls tighten and pulled out of you, stroking himself to completion.

“Ahhh, fuck, mhmm, I’m gonna cum, (y/n), I’m gonna cum all over that pretty stomach of yours. Mmm, fuck yes…” He grunted, ribbons of thick white liquid shooting from his cock onto your bare stomach. You shivered, feeling the heated fluid come in contact with your skin.

He stood still for a moment, indulging in his peak, before reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing a handful of tissues. He proceeded to clean your stomach, before throwing out the tissues, slipping off his shirt, and crawling into bed beside you.

You laid on your side, his naked body spooning yours. His pole-like arms coiled around your torso, pulling your back against his chest, his long legs entangling with your much shorter ones. He smiled contently, peppering your shoulders with gentle kisses.

“I love you, (y/n),” he breathed, nuzzling his face into your neck before slowly drifting off to sleep.

“Love you too, Yeollie,” you murmured, falling asleep as well.


Yeah, so that happened. 0_0

I would love some feedback, if you guys don’t mind! Is it good? Should I write random smuts more often? Should I continue to work on my smut-writing skills? Or should I give up on them now because I’m an absolute lost cause?

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My request: Chocobros having a stable relationship until their S/O starts feeling left behind because of amount of work their boyfriend has. She finds THAT GUY who cheers them up - no cheating, as in sex, involved - but Chocobros notice the sudden change of S/O behaviour. Good thing they do, because oh boy THAT GUY turns out to be obsessed with you. In the end, I just want a scenario with Bros being knights in shining armors saving you from a weirdo with a knife. (inspired by Love Artifact AMV)

OOOH YES! Omg this has so much alpha-male chocobro potential! Ah, I am so excited to write this *starts writing immediately* I wrote Noctis a really long scenario because I realised that I always neglect him in my fills and write his scenarios too short LOL :/

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Noctis: You sit by yourself at lunch for the third week in a row, your chin cupped in your hands and your lips parting continuously to let you tired, sad sighs. You wanted to spend time with your boyfriend, but that was becoming difficult with high school graduation looming in the next month. Noctis was not a normal student, after all, he was the Crown Prince of Lucis. On top of exams and college applications, he was also well into his magic training, his physical combat training and his advanced political science classes. Noctis was a busy young man, and you appreciated that fact- but you did feel a little lonely. It had been over a month since you got to feel Noctis’ lips against yours, and you missed his lazy little smiles and his impromptu naps on you lap in the park. You just missed him so much, but you felt like a whiny girlfriend every time you thought about asking him to meet you in his down time. He was probably tired and needed his rest. So you refrained from contacting him lest you ended up annoying the busy prince- after all, you were nothing but his commoner girlfriend. In the grand scheme of things, you probably didn’t matter too much to Noctis anyways.

Weeks of thinking along those lines led you to conversing with the resident ‘bad-boy’ in your grade. He’s relatively good looking- nothing like the art that is your prince though- and he knows how to hold an intelligent conversation. So on the lead up to your graduation, he spends lunch time with you and the two of you become good friends- or so you think. Resident bad-boy invites you to a party during one of your lunch time chats, and you tell him that you’ll think about it. That night, you scrounge up the courage to call your busy boyfriend, only to be re-directed to his soft-spoken voice mail message. You groan in frustration, disconnect the call, and then dial your new male friend’s number, and tell him you’ll be at the party.

That weekend, you and the bad-boy Tak hit it off, and you’re starting to feel very comfortable with him. You start to feel a little shy and bashful around him and you also find yourself flirting lightly with him. Nothing too serious, just some giggling, some arm touching and some flirty smiles exchanged across the room- but every time he tries to make a serious move, you remind him that you are already spoken for. This tactic seems to work for a while until Noctis is back at school, and sitting with you at lunch for the first time in a very long while.

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Armin Reiss

This theory could easily be wrong of course, it’s called a THEORY for a reason, but it’s fun to write about these things. This one is about the famous theory that Armin is royalty, that he is Armin Reiss(or Fritz). No, this is not based on the fact that him and Historia look alike, this goes much deeper. 

Let’s begin with the very start, before Armin was even born. Who were his parents? We know nothing about them, but what’s strange is that we know everybody’s parents except for his. We’ve seen the parents of jean, connie, eren, mikasa, levi, erwin, annie, Sasha, historia, grisha and so on, which makes it weird that Armin has been left out since he is a main character. But we do know his grandfather well and I found something interesting about them, please look at Armin and the grandfather well and tell me what they have in common… Go Google them and then come back to this… Take your time, look at them well. Got an idea? Cuz I don’t. They look nothing alike! Armin is blonde and has blue eyes and the grandfather has brown eyes and hair. This might just be a genetic thing, but from a writer’s point of view, it could mean something. But the grandfather himself is very odd. We know that he was the one who named Armin and was with him until the very end and even gave him the outside world book, but I’ll back to that later. All this made me realize that Armin was closer to him than he was with his parents. To be honest, I think they didn’t care for him at all. He was constantly bullied but they did nothing at all, they left him behind, they even allowed him to go out with the book that could get him in trouble and even Armin spoke about them harshly, saying “You’ll die in a stupid way like my mom and dad,” Which is not a good way to speak about the dead! Especially about your parents! You may argue that his parents died differently in the manga, but don’t forget that every change done in the anime was by isayama himself, so that can’t be used as an argument. So about the book, where did it come from? Shiganshina is the poorest place in the walls, so how could they get their hands on the book about the outside world? Remember who else had books about the outside world? Grisha, and where was he from? Far from the walls. That’s a hint, but a little one. Speaking of, Grisha was told by Dina (royal blood) that her kind is hiding somewhere, that royal blooded people are lost, so maybe we could use that info too to explain why Armin’s parents ended up there. (ps: those couple in ch55 aren’t his parents, because there were no confirmations). Where would his parents go? I’m sure hey knew that the world outside was full of titans! Were they idiots? Leaving their son to die? Maybe they’re alive, or dead as we were told. Not sure. They left before the attack, did they run? But why the hell would they ever encourage their kid to want to leave the walls where hell is waiting? I wish I knew. About the similarities between Historia and Armin are many, besides their looks, the main one being childhood. Other kids beat them up daily, their parents abandoned them and yes, they look alike, so alike that Armin once even was mistaken for her and kidnapped, remember that? I do! That scene couldn’t be there for no reason! Every scene in aot is a hint to the future events (or isayama just wanted to draw armin in drag lol)

Another argument I hear often is “But Historia makes Eren remember things when she touches him,” And yes, that is true, and so does Armin. It’s very silent, but once you notice, you’ll understand why I’m taking this so seriously. First, we know that if they make skin contact, Eren remembers things, so let’s begin with episode 5, where Eren grabs Armin’s wrist to save him. Eren remembered nothing there, why? Because when he grabbed Armin’s arm, he grabbed his sleeve. It’s a tiny detail that could be missed, but they didn’t touch skin. Next ep where they did was the ending of ep 8, where Armin holds Eren’s hand. How does the next ep start? Eren remembering being inside the titan which he forgets when Armin lets go. Next is ep 13. People ignore the fact that Armin woke up Eren! He entered in consciousness and woke him up, which only a Reiss could do. Then in the manga when they once again hold hands, the panel is drawn as if their hands are glowing (he didn’t remember anything cuz right before Historia already helped him remember his past), crazy right? It all fits, or I’m just overthinking. How come nobody ever talks about the fact that Armin freaking heard his titan talk in ch 85?? That has never happened before and we’ve seen every other shifter talking about how their titans work, but this has not once happened!!! That scene creeped me out! The titan cried too! Some said that it might be Bertholdt, but even if that’s true, we’ve never seen Eren talking to Grisha(the previous owner)!! It’s like something only royal blood can do, because nobody else did it in the entire story. And don’t forget that the Owl said to find Armin and Mikasa! so there’s something more the world needs from him, because rn the war/attack is starting (maeley vs eldians) and it’ll be a bloodbath. Armin rn is the colossal titan! Imagine if he’s royalty too. They could win the war. But why am I fighting so hard for this theory? Because of what isayama said about ch 89,  This is so important!

 See how in ch 89 he corrected his writing from “eating royal blood,” to “Touching the royal titan” and right after that scene, the panel shows Armin looking at Eren zoomed in. (so to activate the coordinate, eren must touch a royal titan, not a human) I wonder who that titan could be that eren could use for the coordinate… Nothing can save the main characters rn, except maybe this. IF Armin ends up actually being royalty, then it means that they can use titans to fight against the Marley and actually survive and even win. Armin could save them all, because nothing else can. This is the only hope I have left to see my characters win against the world, because them alone is not enough for the war they’re in. and don’t forget that the story is ending, we’re reading the finale arc, so something like this could bring the story to the big climax, the main one being ”freeing the wall titans” as armin said would one day happen. That WILL happen and this theory is how I think it’ll be. Armin and eren working as one. We know zeke wouldn’t be the one to do it because the marley are afraid of the walls being broken down and the titans escaping, and can zeke even control the titans? Probably. But so can eren, but not without the help of a royal titan. These hints were dropped for a reason. Look at how his titan looks just like the other reiss titan we’ve seen. Isayama never had unnecessary details in his story. All we can do is wait and see what will happen next.   

BASS & BUBBLEGUM [POPSTAR!Y/N AU] - PART THREE

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parts; (one)(two)



summary: you’re a world-famous pop star which everyone learned to either love or hate. when a video of you making out with 5 seconds of summer’s bassist leaks, your management decides to make it seem like you’re dating calum.

word count: 1,957

warnings: mentions of drugs and stuff

author’s note: oops i totally had writers block for like six months uhhh (also how do u make proper endings?? i am clueless)(ya girl also didn’t proofread so if i have any mistake i’m sorry but i’m probably too lazy to correct it)


“You’re angry.” Calum stated once the both of you re-enter his car. His voice wasn’t careful, like he didn’t care about the 7 photographers that just swarmed the both of you all the way to his car. At most times, when you look at Calum Hood through a screen, you’ll see a shy and timid boy; that’s why you never expected him to act like a total asshole towards you. You’ve never really met the guy but you did like his music, though you weren’t as vocal about it. “You’re really angry.” His obnoxious tone showed that he cared no more than a speck of dust, but it bothered you to the bone.

You didn’t make a sound as he said those sentences, but you only looked at him with a blank expression on your face before looking out the car window. You felt relieved when he started the engine, indicating that this stunt would be over with, at least for the day.

“You know,” Calum started, his eyes still trained at the road as his left hand pressed a button to let the window on the driver’s side down. “It might be a little unprofessional to call my co-workers cute,” His left hand replaced the right one that was resting on the steering wheel as it opened the glove compartment to grab onto a box of smokes. “But you’re pretty cute when you’re angry.” Calum’s compliment, rather than making you blush, just made the blood in your veins boil a little faster.

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just acting, right?

pairing: lin x reader

prompt: au !highschool where you get cast as sandy and lin gets cast as danny and you guys have to kiss lol cooties

warnings: lots of fluff, i don’t think i swore ??

words: 2,269

a/n: !!! i love drama kids so much and i’m sorry if this like offends any of you!! i really hope you like this one bc i’m super very really extra proud of this and idek why but okay i love u all pls lemme know what you think ok goodnight xo



You and Maria were standing up against you locker. Maria was telling you about some new jeans she had bought and you were “listening.” Honestly, you were just looking at him. Not creepily - just, you know. It was Lin

Lin was talking to his friend Anthony, eyes flashing towards you every few moments. You blushed when your eyes made contact, looking down to your feet. 

“Are you listening to me?” Maria sighed, her words drenched in sarcasm.  

You scrambled for an excuse but sighed, “’M sorry. I just -”

“Hey, Y/N,” Lin said, interrupting you with easy grace. 

You took a breath, Maria quickly filling your void, “Hey, Lin. Are you auditioning for the play?" 

Lin smiled, nodding, "How about you?”

Maria put a sweet grin on her face, “Yeah. Y/N is going out for Sandy,” she put her hand to her mouth like she was telling a secret, “But she’ll deny it if you ask." 

Lin laughed when you scoffed, "I’m sure you’ll get it, what about you Maria? Rizzo?”

“You you suggesting something, Mr. Miranda?” She teased easily. 

Lin laughed and put his hands up in surrender, “I’ll see you ladies in there,” his eyes were bright, “Bye, Y/N.”

You forced a smile, groaning as he walked away. 

“I’m such an idiot,” you sighed, banging your head on the locker next to yours.  

“You’re not an idiot,” Maria said, pulling your shoulder back, “You just need a little more confidence around him.”

“And how does that happen?”

Maria giggled, “I don’t know! He’s a senior. In drama. It’s not like he’s that intimidating.”

“He’s popular,” you shrugged, slamming your locker and started walking to homeroom. 

“See you for auditions!” Maria winked, tossing some hair over her shoulder before walking the other way. 

What the hell did you get yourself into?


Auditions came quicker than you expected, and casting even sooner. So when Maria came over, eyes bright and smile big, you almost didn’t comprehend what she was saying. 

“You got Sandy!”

Well, you understood that. What you missed was, “And Lin is Danny!”


You felt comfortable, excited even. Maybe a little guilty towards the few senior girls who didn’t get the lead. And here you were as a junior playing Sandy. Still, that guilt faded when Lin gave you a hug on the first day of rehearsals, telling you how proud he was of you. 

The first day of practice was just a script run through. You hadn’t seen Grease in a while, so it was a much needed refresher. 

However, you reached some of the last few pages, and you saw the words: 

They kiss.

Then a few lines down?

Danny kisses Sandy more passionately.

You coughed awkwardly, blushing when Lin shot you a sheepish smile. In place of it for now, Lin blew you a kiss from three seats down. 

You let out an airy laugh, embarrassed a little. You should be happy about this, right? You crush is going to kiss you - twice. You should be happy. You are happy. Right?


Rehearsals continued for about a month before Alex came up at the end of a Friday. 

“Hey, Y/N, can you hold up a minute after?" 

"Ugh, yeah,” you said, putting your bag down. You wrapped a gray sweater around your body. 

“Hey,” a voice said, making you jump. Lin.

“Sorry,” he said, scratching the back of his neck, “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“No it’s, it’s fine.” At the sight of him, a smile rose on your face without permission. 

Lin opened his mouth to say something more, taking a step closer to you when he was interrupted. 

“Good, both of you are here.” Alex said, clasping his hands together, “So, I want to run the kiss on Tuesday, okay?”

You and Lin exchanged a look, both of your cheeks tinted pink. 

Lin raised his eyebrows at you, as if asking for permission. 

“Sure,” you said as confidently as possible. Still, you’re nearly positive your voice broke.


Monday night, Maria came over. She had gotten Rizzo and told her mom she was “running lines” wth you. In reality, she was trying to calm your anxiety. 

“Maria, I’ve never kissed a guy - what am I going to do? What if I’m a bad kisser? What if my breath smells bad? What if he never wants to kiss me again? Oh my gosh. I’m gonna kiss Lin - oh shit. Oh my gosh. I can’t kiss Lin! I - ”

“Y/N! Stop! You need to chill out. You’re making a track.”

You looked down to see where you were pacing, and sure enough, you had created a flat in the carpet. You sighed and flopped down on the bed. 

“What am I going to do?”

Maria looked to you on her side, “Didn’t you kiss that guy Jack? Just do the same thing!”

You let out an exasperated sigh, “We were like, eleven. It doesn’t count.”

Maria shrugged, “You’re gonna be fine. You just have to chill out.”


Tuesday morning rolled around and you were a zombie through all of your classes. Maria was a little nervous, but she was nothing compared to you. You were constantly replaying all the times you had run this scene and Lin would dip you and Eskimo kiss you or raspberry your cheek and just make you laugh. And now the thought of being near him made you as sick as it did a month ago at your locker.

Lin came up to you before rehearsal, biting his lips and practically bouncing.

“You sure you’re okay with this? I can talk to Alex and see if -”

“Yeah, it’s totally cool.” No, I’m a mess, you thought. “It’s just acting, right?” Wrong, I’ve had a crush on your for three years, you thought.

Something flashed across Lin’s face at that, but it was gone before you could recognize it.

“Cool,” he nodded before skidding away.

The kiss wasn’t until the very end of rehearsal, and for a moment, you thought he was going to postpone it until tomorrow. You checked your watch: 4:09. Practice ended at 4:30, so all you had to do was stall for -

“Y/N! We’re gonna run the kiss scene dry first, okay?” Alex called over. You sighed but nodded feebly. 

Lin was still bouncy, a little smirk on his lip though. 

“Start at the beginning of Act II, scene four, okay?” Alex said, but words were mushed together at this point. Lin was looking at you with bright eyes. Still, you couldn’t avoid the snickers you heard from the senior girls across the room, watching you with beady eyes.

You felt Lin - well, Danny - put his arm around you, signally your cue.

Is this okay?” You tried to sound innocent, like Sandy would.

You dialogue continued for a few more lines.

I should’ve given this to you a long time ago,” Lin said.

Now, you thought. Lin took in a small breath and everything was suddenly in slow motion. His gaze flashed to your lips then back up to your eyes. You flushed your eyes shut, leaning ever so slightly to feel his lips graze yours. You could feel his smile ever so lightly on your mouth, pulling him closer by the back of his neck. It was short and sweet, how the script directed. 

Danny fixes himself before saying, “I really like you Sandy.” Then, with more confidence this time, his lips found yours again. His lips moved like a melody over your own harmony. His hands were on your waist, pulling you closer to him in the prop car. You savored the kiss for a second longer before pulling away.

Take it easy, Danny! What are you trying to -” you paused when you heard the giggles of the girls in the black box, your cheeks immediately flushing red. Lin took notice of this, picking up where you had left off.

What’s the matter?” You couldn’t tell if it was Danny asking or Lin, so you rolled with the script despite the break in your heart. 

Why would he ever like you? He’s a senior. A popular senior. Lin wants a girl like them - popular, pretty, good at acting. Not you. Besides, it’s not like this was anything more than acting. 

So that night, before you left, when Lin asked if everything was alright?

You ignored him.


You only ran the kiss once more before the show during dress rehearsals. Lin was calm and collected through the entire thing, while you nearly got sick every time someone mentioned the show at all. 

The girls had gotten worse. You could feel their glare during every scene you had onstage. Still, you tried to block it out. One more week, and then this is all over.

It was around seven o’clock the day before opening night, and you were the last one in the theater. You were walking yourself through some choreography that you already knew by heart - you practically did it in your sleep. Humming along to the songs, you marked your dance. 

A crash made you stop. Turning to see who was there, Lin emerged slyly, a pint tint on his cheeks. 

“Hey,” he started. You offered a small wave but went back to marking your choreography.

“Hey,” Lin said again, this time grabbing your arm gently to stop your movements. 

“I’m practicing,” you tried.

“You’ve been practicing for two and a half months. You need to sleep now,” he tried.

You sighed, but nodded and started to pack your bag up.

Walking out of the theater, Lin ran to catch up to you. You were impatient, angry that you let your feelings get in the way and now you couldn’t focus and you were probably going to mess up the show and -

“Y/N?” Lin interrupted your thoughts, worry etched across his face.

You shook your head but started to walk away. Seamlessly, he grabbed your hand and pulled you back to him. You gasped when his hand went from his side to your cheek to push some hair behind your ear. 

His eyes flashed to your lips, the same way they did over a month ago on that Friday. You shut your eyes when you felt him close the distance, his soft lips gracing easily over yours, burning like a flame before sharply pulling away. You pointed at him, frustrated.

“Y/N, I -” you held up a hand.

“Just,” you paused, “Ugh!” 

You speed walked back to your car, not even turning on your lights as you skidded out of the parking lot. 


Opening night. 

It was going perfectly. You were beyond excited and even made small talk with a few of the senior girls. Lin tried to talk to you twice, but you would make up lame excuses as to why you had to go; each time leaving Lin sulking.

You had made it halfway through Act II, everything going off without a hitch, when it happened.

It was (obviously) the kiss scene, and Lin was an amazing performer. His lines were sharp and crisp, his attitude perfected, and his everything. He was ridiculously talented, and no one could take that away from him. So when he screwed up a line, you were not expecting it.

The first kiss was sweet, simple. And then it happened.

I really like you, Y/N,” he said, kissing you before he realized what he said. His lips touched yours with the same passion he was directed to but this time with a fire so bright it could burn. This kiss was different; it didn’t feel staged. You pulled away breathless, almost forgetting your line.

Take it easy, Danny! What are you trying to do?” You played, snapping him back into reality. Some of your lipstick had gotten on his mouth. You bit back a smile.

Your heart soared for another five minutes before you caught a senior glaring at you again. Annoyed, you fixed your lipstick and changed into your next costume.

The rest of the play continued, smooth sailing until the final bow. 

Lin held your hand tightly, squeezing before giving leading you forward for one more bow. 

You practically sprinted out of the theater, makeup half off and a pair of sweats thrown on with a teeshirt. You had nearly made it out of the school when he called out.

“Y/N, wait!” He was dressed similarly to you, wearing the Grease shirt you had gotten. 

You turned on your heel to face him, brushing a stray curl off your forehead. 

“You did really well out there,” he smiled.

“Thanks, you too.” You said as you pushed down any feelings you had for him, even ignoring his ‘I really like you, Y/N,’ slip. “See you tomorrow,” you tried, starting to leave.

“Wait!” Lin said, grabbing your hand like he had done just a day before.

“Lin,” you huffed, “I don’t know what you want me to tell you!”

“Tell me you felt something too,” he said immediately. “Tell me that, that - that wasn’t acting. That couldn’t be just acting, right?”

You took in a sharp breath, “But all the girls -”

“Y/N,” Lin laughed. His eyes were wide. He wet his lips before continuing, “You’re the only one I like.”

Your head shot up, “Wait, you like me?”

He took a step forward, a giggle bubbling out of him, “I’ve been flirting with your for months, but thanks for noticing.”

Your surprise was short lived when he took another step forward, lifting your chin with his finger before pressing his lips to yours. 

elennemigo  asked:

I keep having this image in my head: Sherlock entering into 221b and finding Molly sleeping in his couch or arriving at Baker st in a rainy day and finding Molly outside all soaked and in both cases he's very choked up by the scene. Molly first line: «I need your help.» If you can do something with this, great! If you don't, it's ok too. Thanks!! 😙

Well it only toook me 2 tries to get this written, seeing as I lost lots of it the first time lol! (Seriously, never write the fic in the answer. TOO RISKY!) Anyway, hope you like where I went with this. I flip flopped about all different kinds of things Molly could be going to Sherlock for, but ended up settling on this one. Enjoy! :D


The moment he approached his door, he knew very well that someone was in his flat. His guard was up as he swung the door open, but as soon as his eyes fell on the surprise guest, his shoulders relaxed and gaze softened.

Molly.

She sat up from where she was reclined on the couch, sniffing and looking a bit red eyed. She’d been…crying?

“Molly, what is it?” Sherlock questioned, crossing the room to sit on his coffee table in front of her.

“Sherlock, I-” Her voice broke a little. “I need your help.”

His voice dropped low, an instant determination in his tone. “Anything.”

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This is a Kaisoo analysis, again! I just made one yesterday (you can check it out because that Kaisoo moment hit me all the soft spots), and doing another now. This is not healthy, at all… And I’m half conscious so perhaps this is not really coherent…

First off, I wanna say many thanks to Alvabear94 for her amazing JI and Kaisoo videos. If you haven’t followed her Instagram, please do or you’ll miss out on many awesome vids!

Now, I wanna make a (not so) brief analysis on the Shyness of JI and KS at the last part of this vid.

This is super duper obvious that JI was a lot bit flustered when they all did that kneeling move and he met KS’s gaze. He all but blinked and averted his eyes (JI practically turned his head from left to right, shying away from making eye-contact with KS) and then reverted his eyes back to KS’s back again. (Could you be more obvious, Nini??)

But, the thing I found extremely interesting here is that KS immediately turned his head away too (Very subtle, Mr. Do!). I was wondering Why? Why after all those years living and working and falling in love with each other, they were still acting like they just met and got to know each other and flushed while being caught stealing glances (like they were just new in this relationship lmao).

And the most interesting thing is that when the kneeling move ended, all the members got to stand up, KS for a moment turned around again and smiled (that’s too obvious that he was smiling with his cheekbone rising even when the angle blocked most of his face). Why did he suddenly smile? What did he smile at? Who did he smile to?

So my sorry head used all the rare neurons that it possesses to over analyze everything, again. I’m not able to read KS’ mind whatsoever, so my next hypothesized monologue is just plainly based on what I think KS’ facial expressions were showing.

At first when he knelt down and caught JI’s gaze, he abruptly turned away because “Holy fck, our eyes locked. I’m so embarrassed. What should I do? Turn away, turn the fck away now.”

And then he just nervously stared at JD’s neck and back (it even looked like he almost lost balance while finding a right spot on the ground to put his palm on to gain support. Holy shit, I’m like over observing and commenting on every trivial stuff lol). And he was looking like considering something in his pretty little head. Probably he was thinking “Maybe I should give JI a smile when we stand up. Maybe a smile can make things less awkward from that flustering eyes locked (and just because it’s JI, he deserves all my pretty heart heart-shaped smiles lol).”

So he did just so. Given by how high his cheekbone rose, I bet he was smiling his face into half. So bad JI didn’t get a chance to see it or else he would be in ninth cloud and we could have a lot of Kaisoo smiling at each other pics now .

But when he realized that JI wasn’t looking in his direction anymore, he turned his face to other side and his smile faded and he looked extremely disheartened. Poor thing I just wanna hug the hell out of him. And when he walked to another spot on the stage, he even looked like heaving a sigh of disappointment.

I just really love it when KS can keep his emotions at bay, but it’s just so endearing to watch his getting all flustered around JI even though most of the time it’s JI who has his heart on his sleeve.

So that’s it. That’s all. That’s just a lame analysis and I bet most of you watching the vid can already see it. But I just have a lot of free time now, which makes me wanna rambling a lot. (sorry not sorry)

New York // Part 1

hi. um, sorry I haven’t been really active on here, I didn’t have any motivation to do any of the texts or write one shots or anything like that. although after Harry’s performance on snl I was like yanno what I really wanna write somet about it so here it is. well, the first part. I am planning on writing the part where he’s on set and stuff I just kinda had to intro the whole thing plus I guess it was about time I posted somet as well. hope you enjoy it, make sure to tell me if you have any ideas or if I should start one shots which are continueous? I’ve seen some people do that and it seems interesting, it’s not so much as a fanfiction because the events wouldn’t be happening after each other but they would have some connection. wow I’m rambling but tell me what you think! happy easter guys! 🐰 oh and you can follow me on my main blog which is hesasnowflake bc i kinda got back onto it? idk up to you. oh that’s also my twitter if you wanna give me a cheeky follow lmao shameless promo x have fun reading this tho also idk when part 2 will be out so keep an eye on this blog or just turn the post notifications on. lotta love, xoxo -b

Travelling was always one of my favourite things to do and so when it meant it will excuse me from doing other things I was supposed to, I just loved it that much more. Working on assignments wasn’t near as much fun as packing a suitcase, getting a plane ticket then driving to the airport and getting on a plane to get somewhere else in the world.

Honestly, there was nothing better.

Even though many people don’t like long flights I personally enjoyed it. I liked going on different planes, experiencing different journeys with different people. I know I might sound like a right weirdo at this moment and time but I’m only telling you the truth.

And so going back to the beginning, where I was saying I loved travelling just a little bit more when it meant I didn’t have to do certain things – well, at least for a little while – that was exactly the situation I was in right now.

My luggage was already checked in and I went through security as well so I had the chance to get myself a nice cup of coffee from Starbucks with a sandwich which I ate at one of the tables there. Feeling extra happy, I pulled my phone out of my hoodie pocket and pressed down on the button on the device so that my screen lit up. A smile made its way onto my face as I saw unread messages from my best friend who also happened to be my boyfriend.

Harry: you’re still coming right? I’m absolutely flipping nervous

Harry: oh crap I’ve gotta go, we’re doing an intro ad thing for the show. see you soon hopefully. love you x

A light chuckle left my lips as I clicked out of the message and opened another one from my lovely mother who was asking me if I made it onto the plane yet or if I’m still at home, lying around on the couch. Well what can I say I was never one to leave in time or make it in time to somewhere therefore I wasn’t surprised when I saw her messages.

Instead of texting her back, at which I was absolutely terrible but I think that was already shown when I never answered Harry, I clicked on her contact name and called her.

“Hey love, are you at the airport yet? Are you all checked in, yeah?” she asked me straight away, not even letting me take a breath before she flooded me with her questions.

But I guess mums will always be like this, right? And I should be grateful she’s like this with me because most children don’t have the opportunity to have a good relationship with their mothers or parents in general. 

“Hi mother, yes, I am at the airport and yes I am checked in,” I laughed as I lifted my cup full of hot coffee which may I add very rarely drank. I wasn’t the biggest fan of coffee but I needed it in that moment.

“Very well then,” she sighed. I heard soft clicking noises in the background so I knew she was working on something like she always did. It was as if she never stopped. If she wasn’t at work she was cleaning the house, the garden or doing extra work at home. I guess you could say she was really work-orientated, she liked keeping herself busy at all times. “Have you talked to Har yet?”

“Hmm,” I hummed as a huge smile appeared on my face again. My mum and dad called Harry “Har” and he loved it and it just made me very-very happy because they got along so well. “Although he had stuff to do so we didn’t talk on the phone.”

“Right, he is a busy man, isn’t he?”

“He is,” I agreed. “Anyways, I think I should get my laptop out and do some work so I don’t have to do all of it when I get back. I know for a fact I’m not gonna do anything while in New York.”

“That’s great thinking, my love. Looks like you inherited some of my drive to do work whenever wherever,” she laughed.

We talked for a few more minutes then she had to excuse herself because she had a Skype interview with one of the applicants or something like that. I guess you could say my mum was a boss-kinda-person at work meaning that she was an important member of the company she worked with.

While I had my laptop open and my drink in my hand I didn’t really do much although I didn’t expect any less or any more from myself. Basically, I just wasted my time until I had to pack my stuff away and get my arse on the plane. Which might I add was happy about. How could I not been happy about it?

Finally, I was going to New York. Not to mention the fact that I was also going to be seeing my amazing boyfriend who I miss very much.

**

Those eight hours on the plane didn’t even do anything to me. Probably because I slept all the way through which was clearly shown in the fact that my phone’s battery was dead since I forgot to plug it in once we were in the air and I was listening to music throughout the journey.

When I got through the security and immigration which was literally the longest bloody thing ever, I got my stuff then sat down inside and got my laptop out. It took me about fifteen minutes to connect to the free Wi-Fi which was terrible on its own so that just added to my stress and small amount of panic which was starting to build up within me.

I had to get a hold of Harry somehow because stupidly enough I didn’t tell him the time my flight would be arriving here and I also didn’t let him buy my tickets. Well, he helped me out because he truly insisted but he just transferred money onto my card, which honestly was more than I needed so I sent it back to him and only used a small amount of it, and I was the one who bought the tickets.

Once I was on the internet, I clicked on my messages which were blowing up, all of them from Harry. I didn’t even bother reading them I just clicked on the little bar and started typing out what I wanted to tell him before that stupid free Wi-Fi cut off.

Me: hii, I’m here and I’m stuck lol. my phone’s dead cos I never charged it on the plane so if you could come get me from the airport that would be lovely. sorry for not telling you when I was landing, I totally forgot. I’ll be outside but don’t bother replying bc the wifi is shit and I’ll probs won’t get your messages. I love you see you soon x

To send that message it took me like another ten minutes and just when I thought it would never go through, it said “Delivered” under it. I felt the built up pressure leave my shoulders as I almost closed my laptop off but then I saw his message pop right up.

Harry: good thing I have amazing connections right? I figured I’d find out when you’ll arrive because I know you and I had a feeling you’d end up stranded at the airport

Me: wait what you spied on me little fucker smh well at least you’re here right I’m really hungry haz hurry up please the wifi will go away pls xxxxxxx

Harry: get up your ass then and come out. I’m in a white Audi right as you come out the sliding glass doors

I smiled reading that message. I didn’t even bother putting my laptop away I just closed it down, put my backpack on my back then with my macbook in one of my hands and my suitcase in the other I started making my way out of the airport.

The sun was brighter than my future in that moment and I absolutely regretted not taking my sunnies out but it didn’t matter too much as soon as I set my eyes on the car which he mentioned in his text.

Squinting, I walked towards the car and as I was about to open the door, the window rolled down at the driver’s seat.

“Hey, what are you doing?” asked the lad as I looked at him, one of my hands coming in contact with my forehead so that I could keep the sun out of my eyes.

I could feel my cheeks heat up as I looked at the stranger, confusion taking over me completely.

“I-I’m so sorry sir, I thought-, my boyfriend,” I stuttered as I didn’t know what the actual hell to say. Was Harry seriously taking the piss? “I’m sorry, I’m going now,” I told the man as I reached out to my suitcase handle then pulled it behind myself.

I couldn’t believe how big of a dick Harry was. Did he find that amusing? Well, knowing his crazy ass he most probably did. And he definitely saw it all happening from one of the cars.

I crossed my arms once I put my laptop away in my backpack and leaned back on the seats. I honestly didn’t find this shit funny at the beginning then as I started to get over it, I begun to chuckle slightly until I realised I was shaking my head and grinning like crazy.

This was not the first time he had played me like that. We’re always like this with each other though. Some people would say we are too immature for our ages but I mean we couldn’t care less about their opinions. This was another reason why we worked so well together with Harry.

“Now that, my friend, was absolutely hilarious!” looking to my left I saw him walking closer, looking bloody gorgeous as always as his deep voice made a few people look at us.

His outfit was full black like always, his skinnies hugging his legs perfectly and his dark coloured shirt was so see-through you could easily make out the butterfly on his tummy and the swallows on his chest. He was fricking perfect and he knew it. Well, I was hoping he did because he was.

He was laughing by the time he got to me and all I did was shake my head and stood up, my hands still folded together and pressed against my chest.

“You’re just so funny, aren’t you?” I asked him, arching a brow while the tone of my voice was nothing but pure sarcasm.

“That I am, baby, that I am,” he smiled as he put his arms out, ready to pull me into a hug and boy did I waste any time? The fuck I didn’t! I almost flew into his arms, my body literally smacking into his and he had to take a few steps back as I basically fell onto him. “I missed you too, love,” he laughed quietly.

His arms wrapped around me in a tight hug, his chin resting on the top of my head then later he pressed a few kisses onto my hair. I hid my face in the crook of his neck as my hands wrapped around it and locked my fingers together at the nape of his neck. I sighed as I let myself melt in his touch, in his hug, in his arms.

“I love you,” I whispered as I pressed my lips against his skin for the shortest second then pressed my temple against his neck before I pulled away.

“I love you more,” he kissed my forehead as he let his hands slip off of me; down my arms and in the end he intertwined our fingers. Bringing them to his lips, he kissed my knuckles while he shut his eyes, not minding one bit that we were still out in the public.

Once he let go of me he took my hand in one of his hand and got my suitcase in the other one. I rolled my eyes as I saw we were nearing a black Audi and not a bloody white one. I could hear him chuckle as he opened the boot and put my luggage in and I just got in the passenger seat at the front.

Soon enough he was sitting next to me, buckling his seatbelt in and starting the car right away.

“Hand?” he held his right hand out to me as he looked to the left to see if any cars were coming and I just had to give in. Making sure my sigh was loud enough, I put my left hand into his and he once again intertwined our fingers. “I’ve gotta nip to the studio real quick to sign some papers with Jimmy. D’you wanna come or should I take you to mine first?”

“Whichever works for me,” I shrugged. “If yours is too out of the way I’ll just go with you and then we can get some food because I’m still starving then go home.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

**

And so that is what we did. Harry quickly went into the studio and he was out within ten minutes. I was dying at that point, my potential jetlag and hunger both doing my head in.

“Okay-okay, what d’you wanna eat, hm?” he asked me as his hand found its home on my thigh, gripping it a bit here and there.

“Dunno, don’t care,” I muttered. “Whatever’s close s’fine by me.”

“I’m guessing you don’t wanna go in, right?” I shook my head no and he hummed in response. “Have you ever had Taco Bell before?”

“Do I look like I spend all my time in America like some poeple?” I asked back sassily. I was tired and hungry with a headache on top. I wanted to cuddle Harry and sleep. And food of course.

“Drop the attitude, sunshine. I’m not up for it.”

“Well I’m not either so that makes two of us,” I told him right away. “Take your hand off of me now and take me home. I can’t be arsed getting food now.”

“Whatever.”

It took us twenty minutes to arrive at Harry’s penthouse that he rented while he was in New York or he owned it. I honestly didn’t have a clue and I couldn’t care less. I wanted a bed and nothing else. I was starting to get in a pissy mood and I didn’t like it because I knew Harry didn’t need my stress on top of his.

Throwing my stuff on the floor I found my way upstairs and into a bedroom which most probably wasn’t the one Harry was staying in because it was way too clean and I didn’t see anything in this room apart from the basics.

Shutting the door behind me rather strongly I plopped down on the bed, slowly crawling under the sheets and putting my head on the pillow. My eyes were shut right away and I felt content. Relaxed. Cool.

In that moment I also knew I should’ve stuck it out, taken my attitude back and get food instead of coming home but oh well. I made a scene already so it didn’t matter. Especially not after I fell into a deep slumber.

Last night I met Mr. Banks for the first time. I picked the restaurant since he’s not from my city. I walked into the restaurant wearing this sexy burgundy dress, and made sure to wear the diamond earrings I bought with the money he sent me. So I told the host his name and she shows me to the table. He saw me walking towards the table and stood up and gave me a hug, pulled out my chair and whispered in my ear that I smelled so good. His voice is so smooth and sexy. I’m so glad he’s attractive. He definitely looks better and younger in person too. So we talked about life, what my goals and aspirations are, if I plan on moving out of Ohio, do I like traveling, what my nationality is etc. He knew I was mixed but wanted to know more because he said I looked very “exotic”. (I’m Dominican and Black so a lot of SD’s in the past have actually given me more money since I’m exotic). He said he loves my curves, and loves the way I dress. Mr Banks made me feel very comfortable. I thought it was going to be awkward but it wasn’t. After we had a few more drinks we began talking about what kind of arrangement we both wanted. He know’s I have experience and I’m intelligent. I’m not going to let anyone “try” to take advantage of me. At the end of the day it’s a business. So Mr. Banks comes to my city on the weekends. We had already agreed a few days ago to seeing each other when he’s here for $1,500 a weekend. If he wants to see me more, which I know he will, then I told him it would be more during the week due to my work and school schedule etc. which is reasonable… (Aim high ladies!) I thought he was going to try to negotiate but he didn’t he just smiled and said ok and he completely understands. Omg his smile is perfect lol. I told him that he has no idea what he’s getting himself into lol. He literally had his hand on my thigh the entire dinner. He wasn’t trying to go up my dress or anything he just kept his hand on my thigh… The waitress looked at his hand then looked at me. I just smiled and so did he. He didn’t even look at her but he could tell she was looking at him. He clearly didn’t give a fuck who saw and I didn’t really care either. I’m guessing he’s going to be the type that loves some type of physical contact because he kept his hands on my waist while I was standing up also. It’s like he’s letting everyone know that I’m his. Which is sexy to me. So I’m walking a head of him and I look back and he has a black bag in his hand. So I’m getting ready to get into my Uber and he kisses me and gives me the bag. I was not expecting that at all, he completely caught me off guard. He told me not to open it until I got home and to call him when I got home. When I got home I opened it and called him. He gave me an envelope with $1,500 in cash and a black Gucci mini chain bag which is $1,400! I told him thank you probably like 10 times lol and told him that he didn’t have to do that on our first date and he said he knows and he was only going to give it to me if the date went well. I’m so thankful it went well.