this weird feeling inside

Just Friends, Part 2 | Jughead Jones x Reader

A\N: I really hope you’ll enjoy reading this x

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

    It’s been less than an hour since Jughead left. (Y\n) was still in her room. She already calmed down and now had this weird eptiness inside her, which a lot of people feel after having a break down. She didn’t want to do anything at all. The girl just layed on the couch, constantly thinking and reminiscing, waiting for Kevin to come and drag her out of this state.
    The doorbell rang. (Y\n) ran downstairs and opened the door. As she expected, it was Kevin. But he wasn’t alone. There was Veronica standing beside him. They both waved at her.
“Hi, sweety pie,” Veronica said, smiling at (Y\n), making her smile back.
“Hi,” (Y\n) greeted her friends. She was surprised, but happy to see Ronnie. “I see you guys come as a matching set,” the girl referenced what V said on her’s and Betty’s audition for their places in River Vixens cheerleading team. “Come in.”
    The two walked inside (Y\n)’s house.
“I noticed that you were feeling kinda sad today so I wanted to cheer you up,” Veronica said, closing the door behind her.
“As I promised,” Kevin handed her a milkshake.
“Aw, thank you,” the girl said and took a sip. “Let’s go upstairs.”
    They all came into (Y\n)’s room and sat on the couch.
“How are you feeling?” Kevin asked.
“Uhm… I’m alright, I guess. I talked with him so I feel a little better now,” (Y\n) answered.
“What? You talked?” Veronica raised her eyebrows.
“Well, he came over and… Wait. Ronnie, you…” (Y\n) and Kevin looked at their friend with surprised looks, realising that she knew what they were talking about. (Y\n) turned to Kevin to ask if he told her but he immidiately shook his head no without her even saying a word.
“Ah, come on, (Y\n), did you really think I wouldn’t figure it out? Who do you think I am?” - Veronica said.
“Yeah, right,” the girl chuckled. “So, what do you guys want to do? Do you want to stay over? We could watch some movies or something like that.”
“Sure, sounds good to me,” Kevin said.
“That’s a great idea, BUT. You still didn’t tell us what happend when Jughead came over,” Veronica’s voice was filled with excitement.
“Nothing much, really. He said that he’s sorry, I cried and said that it’s not his fault. I think we both decided that we’re just friends. Huh, as if we ever were something more than that,” (Y\n) said.
“Of course you were!” Veronica exclaimed. “I mean, everyone saw that there was something between you two. People who want to be "just friends” wouldn’t act like you did,“ she wanted to say more, but noticed that Kevin gave her a worried look. She put her hand on (Y\n)’s shoulder. "Sorry, I’ll stop torturing you.”
“Now, let’s pick something to watch,” Kevin changed the topic and turned the TV on.
    An hour later, the three found themselves snuggled up on the couch under some blankets, watching a movie that Kevin chose and eating snacks that they managed to find in the kitchen.
“Please tell me I didn’t ruin our friendship,” (Y\n) said quietly, sighing. Veronica and Kevin faced away from the screen and looked at her.
“Of course you did…” Kev said and paused for a second. “…not.”
    The girls giggled and (Y\n) elbowed him.
“Don’t worry about it. I think this friendship can stand literally any drama in the world,” Ronnie said. “I mean, think about it. Betty liked Archie, but he rejected her and slept with his music teacher. Me and Archie kissed in Cheryl Blossom’s closet while Betty was in the room. Crazy, right? But everything’s fine. Like nothing ever happened.”
“But what about Betty?” (Y\n) asked, nervously tugging the sleeves of her sweater.
“And what about her? She went almost through the same thing that you’re going through now. She won’t judge you. She’s still our bestfriend. Your bestfriend. It won’t change. Not because of that,” Kevin replied. Veronica smiled at him, letting him know that she liked what he said.
“Yeah, you’re right,” (Y\n) nodded and suddenly remembered about the TV. “Shit, we missed like half of the movie because of me.”
    The next morning Veronica and (Y\n) headed to Pop’s. They were supposed to meet Archie, Betty and Jughead there and have a breakfast together. Kevin said that he had some other plans, so they went without him. Ronnie asked (Y\n) if she really wanted to go numerous times.
“If you’re not ready to meet him after what happened yesterday, it’s okay. Just tell me if you’re not. I’ll come up with an excuse for you,” she said to her.
“No, V. I’m ready. Everything will be fine,” (Y\n) replied. Of course, she was a bit scared and nervous, but she didn’t want to hide or avoid anyone. She just wanted to let it go.
    Eventually, everything went quite well. They had some milkshakes, as always, talked about different stuff and laughed a lot. The little things that made people around (Y\n) think that she’s not okay weren’t there this time. It wasn’t awkward or anything like that. It was just fine. “Like nothing ever happened.”
    When the friends finished their breakfast, they walked out of the diner and started saying goodbye to each other. Archie planned to work on some music with Valerie, Veronica needed to meet with her mom. (Y\n) thought that Jug and Betty would probably want to hang out together, so she said bye and decided to go back home.
   When (Y\n) left, Jughead and Betty stood near the diner for a little while, talking, then kissed goodbye and separated.
   After a few minutes of walking, (Y\n) heard someone running behind her. The girl turned her head to see who it was. It was Jughead. She stopped and waited for him.
“Woah, I though I’d never catch you,” he said. They started walking together.
“You decided to walk me home, huh? Just like the good old days?” She asked, smiling.
“Yeah, haven’t done that in a while. Life’s been crazy recently,” he replied.
“I know.”
    For the next ten minutes they just walked, talking about everything, realising how much they both missed it, and that they did this a lot more often before.         When they were already walking in (Y\n)’s neighbourhood, they kept silent, looking at each other from time to time and smiling. It was a nice type of silence. The one that’s just as good and meaningful as a conversation.
“Time to say goodbye,” (Y\n) said as they walked to her house and stopped.
“I’ll see you in school tomorrow,” the girl turned away and started walking up the stairs.
“(Y\n), wait,” Jughead stopped her. She stepped back on the ground. “I know we already talked about it. At least, we tried, but… I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for the way that things are.”
“Don’t be. Everything’s okay.”
“I don’t wanna lose you,” Jughead said.
“Jug, don’t say that,” (Y\n) replied. “You’re not going to lose me.”
He came closer to her and pulled her into a hug. It was relieving and painful at the same time. She wanted him to hold her like she’s more than just a friend. She knew that he couldn’t. And didn’t even wanted to anymore. She also knew that she should move on, but didn’t know how, even though she kept convincing everyone that she’ll be alright.
They stopped hugging and looked at each other.
“I gotta go,” the girl said.
“Yeah, me too,” Jughead replied, wiping a tear from (Y\n)’s face with his thumb. “If you need anything, call me. Or Betty. She’s worried about you.”
“Ok,” (Y\n) said and smiled.
She then walked up the stairs, opened the door and waved him goodbye, walking in.

      she was a curious girl, and as well as she was doing in school — she wasn’t as smart with certain things as she wanted to be. but she also wasn’t allowed to do anything about her curiosity when she was told that it was wrong and punishable. but that didn’t stop her. there were feelings inside of her, weird feelings that wouldn’t go away. and one night, they were incredibly hard to deny. panting a little, rose slipped out of her bed and walked down the hall where she knew they were sleeping. in only a tiny night gown, the girl pushed open their door and snuck inside. once she was in, she gentle nudged them awake with desperation in her eyes. “can you touch me?” she questioned innocently, biting down on her bottom lip. “please? i need to know what it feels like. no one will tell me.”

Rose // Half Bad // pg 324 // in memoriam

Love is strange,’ Rose says. She takes the knife and looks at it. “Gabriel would die to show you how much he loves you.’ Rose looks at her reflection in the blade.

‘And who would you die for, Rose?’

‘I’ve not met that person yet.’ She gives me the knife back.

‘Have you?

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you still stan him but did you see those pics of Julian laughing, crying and being overwhelmed af at the airport? Because I cried too

yes omg…..i usually cant look at airport pics honestly bc they always look so overwhelming and it makes me feel Weird inside

anonymous asked:

Hi, so I actually stumbled upon witchcraft through Tumblr and I found it a bit odd because my blog and others I followed had nothing really to do with witches. But I'm so grateful for it though because, well Idk how to explain it but there's something inside that keeps drawing me towards it and I get this weird happy feeling inside when I think about it and starting my journey. i just don't know at all where to start. I'm a bit overwhelmed by it all(I'm easily overwhelmed in general /: )

Just take baby steps c: It can be a bit much to begin with! 

I’m happy that you find it though, it really is wonderful c:

lovethybooty  asked:

I love seeing your April Fools Day and Tali Fridge Cat posts on my dash from random, non-theatre-lovers! It always makes me chuckle and I feel like I'm in on some weird inside joke?

Haha, believe me, I feel the same way. I see people I follow reblog them and I think, so they know that’s a post of mine?

hello alec didn’t know where to go so he just chose to stand OUTSIDE of magnus’ apartment, not even expecting him to notice alec, let alone come out to actually talk to him. all he wanted was to be close to magnus, to feel his presence regardless of them not even being in the same room. but magnus came outside and asked him how he was and did anything in his power to convince alec that it’s not his fault and that he will ‘fix it’. magnus probably didn’t expect alec to ask him about the camille situation and how he was, let alone encourage him to talk about his past with camille instead if feeling weird about it. they both went inside were they just sat down, close to each other, knees touching, shoulders touching, drinking hot tea that magnus made for them and just sitting there in silence, finding comfort in the other’s presence. just sitting, feeling the other there and realizing that whenever something goes wrong they can always rely on the other and they can always find a safe place with the other and they can always go to the other to look for comfort. and they sit like that the entire night, magnus occasionally talking a bit about the camille situation but mostly just sitting in silence, knees touching, shoulders touching and now add some hand-on-arm-touching to that list. magnus putting his hand on alecs arm in comfort, alec pressing his knee against magnus’ to show him comfort. and eventhough alec didn’t think he would be able to fall asleep that or any other night in the near future, thought that he would just spent his nights exhausting himself with work or traning, he still did fall asleep. he did because he felt safe with magnus, he felt at ease, he felt calm. so he was able to fall asleep even with everything that’s been going on. and magnus, despite thinking that this was just gonna be another night of twisting and turning and awful loneliness, did fall asleep as well. because with alec he doesn’t feel lonely, he doesn’t feel hopeless, he doesn’t feel the fear of being alone forever. he feels hopeful and appreciated and cared for and loved. and that’s how they fall asleep, both deeply wounded individuals who had awful days but who manage to find comfort in someone they care about a lot. needless to say, the next morning they both wake up on the couch, alecs head on magnus’ shoulder, magnus’ arm on alecs belly. goodbye


So here’s a video I found of Patrick and Pete absolutely roasting a guy at a concert who was being a dick…

Lucky [M]

BTS Yoongi / Words: 4022 / Warnings: Smut, fluff
Anonymous request
-  “
Hey I was wondering if you could write a fic where you and yoongi are roommates and there’s some obvious tension there. Then one day you bring a guy over and the next morning yoongi fucks you very blatantly outside your door while he sleeps inside.”
kill me i feel so weird writing smut but i hope you enjoy!

“Did you steal my hoodie again?”

You jumped when one of your earbuds was pulled suddenly from your ear and your music was replaced by a deep, demanding voice. You looked away from your too-bright laptop screen to see your roommate standing over you. Even in your dim room you could see him scowling at you. You paused your music and turned on the lamp that resided on your bedside table to illuminate his scrutinizing gaze.

“What?” you asked innocently, blinking up at him as your eyes adjusted to the new lighting.

“You’re a thief,” he said blatantly.

You shook your head and put your hands in front of you defensively. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You’re literally wearing it right now!” he pointed an accusatory finger at your chest.You looked down and you were, indeed, wearing one of his favorite hoodies. “I looked for it for a good three days, and it turns out you had it the whole time, you greasy little shit.”

“You steal my stuff all the time, Yoongi,” you retorted. “You used up all the bath bombs that I bought from the sale, and I actually wanted to use those.”

“That’s different,” he rolled his eyes.

You elbowed him playfully as you got up from your bed. “You’re right, it is. Because I asked to borrow this, whereas you just steal my shit constantly.”

“Whatever,” he said dismissively. “Can I have it back?”

“Why? You have other hoodies,” you told him as you walked past him to your doorway.

“They’re dirty, just give me that one,” he complained.

You didn’t have to look behind you to know that he was following you down the hall, right on your heels. He was just as stubborn as you were, maybe even moreso. You didn’t want to relinquish the well worn, cozy hoodie to him mainly because of your pride. But you knew Yoongi practically better than you knew yourself, and you knew he’d go to any length to get what he wanted. He might be a bit lazy at times, but fuck was he determined when he wanted to be. It didn’t even surprise you when he managed to slip past you and stood in the entrance to the small kitchen of your apartment, blocking your path. You tried to go to his side, but he stuck his arm out. You went for the other side, and got the same reaction. You ended up with your faces only inches from each other. 

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anonymous asked:

at what age did you discover you were kin?

i’ve always been but i never really knew i was until i found out what kin was. i’ve always experienced weird strange feelings inside, from feeling as though i’m missing something that was once a part of my body like my tail (i’m otherkind as well as fictionkind though i don’t really talk a lot about the fact i’m a werewolf often) and having the same visions of events happening / familiar scenery and even in some cases, recognising facial attributes i have before i see my kin?

but maybe you mean when i actually found out what kin was and started the discovery process…. probably less than two years ago? i’m not exactly an expert on kin and i’m always very willing to listen to others on the subject so i can educate myself more and i do try to ask older members of the community questions surrounding kin / listen to other kinfolk so i can better understand their point of views and feelings. it was kind of rocky at first because i had to shift through a lot of doubt about my earlier kins before dismissing them. i used to think i was kin with one character, for example, when it turns out i wasn’t and had just claimed them irrationally because i mixed up liking a character / relating with kinning.

i used a lot of sources to help me discover more about who i was (fromfiction is great, honestly, i learned a lot from there and a couple of tumblr users i reblog kin stuff from a lot are also good to ask questions to and talk to about kin stuff). i won’t deny that i made a lot of mistakes at first honestly and mixed up a lot of definitions. i also went through periods of being very closed minded and protective of my kins because i used to take doubles very personally and as attacks on me / my personality when most doubles are just… minding their own business. i actually caused myself to dissociate because i put so much negative attention on doubles that in a way it became a self-inflicting behaviour.

i think when you focus on kin too much and indulge too much in it (especially the massively negative aspects of the community), it can kind of consume you and make you lose touch with the person you live as now and i guess even encourage rude, negative, hostile behaviours to other people you don’t even know(at least thats what i went through) so i think it’s important to not… i guess focus on it all the time or worry about it too heavily. just take it step by step, do your research, listen to older members of the community that are more experienced, associate with good people, try to see things objectively and not just listen to one point of view. 

Behind The Scene 2 (14.3/16)

Author’s note: Sorry if things seems short, my computer keeps messing up me! Once again, thank you @colamaus for writing this scene for me! c: Sorry for any errors.

Genre: Dark

Word count: 1961

Summary: You head off to do the errands with Hiro

WARNINGS: Sexual assault

Other Parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.

When the manager arrived, V escorted you to the van. He only left when you were in the van. Instant regret set in when you entered the weird vibe inside the vehicle. You didn’t feel too comfortable after what went down with the manager earlier that day.

“Yeah, I got it don’t worry.” He said into his phone before hanging up.

You could feel his eyes on you. You knew he was upset because he had his hopes set on Jimin. The whole vibe didn’t help your nerves. You just wanted everything to go right so that Rap monster wouldn’t be mad at you.

About five minutes into the drive, the manager suddenly began speaking. “So… How did you get Namjoon to let you out?” This wasn’t like him at all. He was never one to start conversation with you, or really talk to you at all. This attempt at small talk was rather uncomforting.

“I told him it’d be easier if I go. I know what food we need and Yoongi mentioned that if I saw fans, I could say I’m planning to make them a meal. Which actually isn’t a lie.” You answered in hopes of him not saying anything else.

“Oh, that’s nice.”

“He has to be getting back at me.” You thought. “I made him uncomfortable earlier, now he is trying to do the same. “Yeah, probably also revenge for Jimin not being here.”

“What are you going to say that you are going to make?” He wouldn’t stop talking. This was the most he’s ever talked to you.

“Um, I don’t know… something like Haemultang maybe…” you said looking out the window.

“Can you really cook Haemultang? It’s a lot of work to cook that.”

“I recently learned…”

“Impressive, you must be a naturally skilled cook.” He smirked. His smirk made you straight up uncomfortable, it was just as creepy as Rap monster’s.

“Well, I had to become one or risk upsetting Namjoon.”

“Are you ready for the tour? We only have two days left till we all head off.” He said

“I just need to pack and clean…” For the rest of the ride, you successfully avoided conversation with him.

Once on the company property, the night guard let you both in and you guys went up the elevator. He went to one corner so you decided to move to the other.

“Y/n, you know you’re a good person. I actually feel bad you are involved in all this.” He came off as genuine, so did his soft expression of pity.

He was being so weird. This morning he was on the verge of threatening you, he was talkative in the van, and now he was being sentimental, all out of nowhere.

“It’s not your fault.” You said softly. You kept your words to him short and simple.

The elevator arrived on the floor and he stepped out first. You followed him down the dark familiar hallways, until you made it to the tiny office you used to report to. For a half second you thought he was going into the room, but he walked past it and went to the door at the other side of the hall. He unlocked the door and held it open for you.

The entire office was practically covered with all things BTS. There were posters, pictures and merch all over the walls. The manager made his way over to a couch on one side of the room. It was piled with pillows and a blanket. “I forgot I took a nap in here the other day, I just never put it away! It’s a bad habit… I think the folder should be-“

“On the top left drawer?”

“Yup” his was to back to you, cleaning his mess.

You knew the manager was lying. It was disgusting how he was so innocent about it all. He practically left it out as if it were a trophy.

You made your way behind the desk. Unlike his couch, the desk was actually organized. The only things on it were a cup of pens, a journal, and a picture frame. In the picture, you saw a younger version of the manager looking lovingly at the woman beside him and holding a small girl. The little girl looked to be three or four.

He caught you staring at it. “That’s me with my wife and our baby girl.” He had a slight smile on his face, but it soon faded away. “I lost them a few years ago…”

“Sorry to hear that…”. You were very confused. How could a man who had a family, be forcing a boy almost half his age to sleep with him? Based on the picture, he really loved his wife. It just didn’t make sense. And how did he lose his family?

“Things happen…”

You didn’t say anything else. You opened the top left drawer and found the folder patiently waiting for you exactly where Rap monster said it would be. “Got it!” you said taking out the folder.

You made your way back to the van and hoped for silence. You just wanted the day over with and to be back in your lumpy mattress.

“How is your “relationship” with Jungkook going?” he asked.

“Why?!? Why is he still talking?” you thought. You were so annoyed and creeped out. You wanted him to be his silent self. “… It’s exhausting…” you said.

He let out a small chuckle. “Well, I didn’t expect anything different. You guys are doing better at pretending though. ARMY seems to love you now. It’s a good thing you are as pretty as you are.” He smirked. “If not, they wouldn’t have gotten used to you so quickly.”

You felt even more uncomfortable now. He was getting creepier and creepier.

“I bet half off ARMY has a girl crush on you…. I could understand…” His smirk was glued to his face.

His last words made you freeze. Something inside you told you things weren’t right. A small voice in your head was begging you to get away. The rest of the car ride was silent. The vibe coming off of him made you regret leaving the dorm. “You did it for Jimin. You did it for Jimin.” You reminded yourself. “Oh, why did I do this for Jimin?”

You hoped the store was going to be packed. With more people around you, there was a high chance the manager would keep his mouth shut. When the van came to a stop, you jumped out and went to the nearest shopping cart in the lot. The manager had to jog to catch up to you. “Don’t go running off. Namjoon wouldn’t like that.” he said now standing next to you.

He pulled out his phone as you made your way into the store. Even though there was 45 minutes until the store closed, there was still a decent number of people, especially in the aisles you needed to go to.

Things were bearable until the manager placed a hand on yours to make you stop walking. “Namjoon just texted me. He said to also get toilet paper and paper towels.” He whispered.

You felt a knot in your stomach. Almost all the other customers were leaving and the side of the store you needed to go to was practically empty.

You nodded and made your way to the deserted area. Along the slow walk to the other side of the store, there were less and less people, until it was empty. Your aisle was no expectation.

You were checking the prices of the toilet paper brand, when you felt a hand on your waist. The manager turned you around and put both his hands to your shoulders. His unlocked cellphone was now laying on the shelf next to you.

You looked away from him. you wanted to scream, but you didn’t, you couldn’t.

“Aw, don’t be like that… I’m not exactly a nice guy, but I meant all those compliments.” He smirked. His hands moved down your body. “I just can’t help it. You’re the hottest girl I’ve seen in a long time. Don’t be shy I’m sure I’m not different from Jungkook, Suga, Namjoon, or Jin… Why do you look so confused? I’ve heard things Jimin says.” He brought his mouth to your neck, planting kisses on you as he made his way to your ear. “If you care about Jimin so much, why don’t you take his place? Don’t worry, I’m better than the rest of the guys.” He pulled you in and pressed his lips against yours, trying to open your mouth with his. He closed his eyes and moved you towards the shelf. His hands wouldn’t stop grabbing at you and soon he moved them up your shirt.

You didn’t want this to happen. Whenever you tried to get him off you, he just came back even stronger.

You looked around for anything to help you. Then, you saw it. His phone was still unlocked and lying right next to your elbow. You forcefully swung up your knee up. The manager let go of and fell to the floor out of pain. You grabbed is phone and ran out if the aisle.

Your eyes landed on the deli lady and instinctively you ran to her. “Where is the bathroom?” you asked frantically.

She pointed to the restroom across the store. “It looks like it’s being cleaned though, so you’ll have to wait.”

“Ah, I really have to go!” your eyes were tearing up and you were getting jittery.

She saw your state, but processed it as an urgent need to use the bathroom. “You can use the one we use back here…”

“Really? Yes! Please!”

She unlocked the little door and let you behind the counter.

“Thank you!” you said as she led you to the restroom.

“It’s okay.” She said giving you a small smile.

You had no time to lose. You locked the door and frantically tried to go through the manager’s phone, but it was no use. Even though his phone was still unlocked, everything was in Japanese and you couldn’t read it.

You tried really hard to think of any phone numbers you could remember. You tried hard to concentrate, but there was only one number that you could think of. Through teary eyes, you dialed the phone number. You debated calling him though. You were scared he wasn’t going to help you. Chances were, he wasn’t going to even care about what happened. He was probably going laugh at you and pick on you about it. Calling him might make the whole situation worse.

You started at the number. “Fuck it! I need help!” you cried.

After two rings, he picked up. “What the fuck do you want? Honestly, you have y/n with you to help you too. If she can’t remember what to get, then call Jin, not me!”

You stayed quiet. You knew his anger wasn’t directed to you, but with how you were at the moment, his attitude didn’t help. It was all too much and you started crying.

“The fuck?” you heard on the line. “Who is this?” he asked

You couldn’t speak, you just kept crying.

“I’m gonna hang up if you don’t say who this is. You better not be a fan that stole the manager’s phone again! That’s not cool!”

“No! Please!” you cried

Now he was quiet. “Y/n?” His voice was soft and he sounded confused. “Y/n, is that you? How did you get the phone? Why are you crying?”

“… Please come get me… I need your help…” you said in between sobs

Depression/anxiety is weird like I could be feeling relatively alright but my insides also constantly feel like this day could go completely wrong even though I know things will be ok


Read Part 1 here!

Owen’s eyes widened as he saw the guy run with the stick to catch the pig but before he could one of the Raptors snatched it with its mouth and at the same time made the guy fall inside the cage.

Owen suddenly had a weird feeling of deja vu but did not give it a second thought as his eyes immediately fell on the tablet with buttons and without missing a beat his pressed on a button and the door started opening.

“Owen no wait-!” Barry shouted at him but Owen did not listen to him.

He quickly ran under the door before it could open properly and straight in between the Raptors and the poor guy.

“No, no hey stand down. Stand. Down.” he said as calmly and firmly as possible, hands extended in front of him to keep the Raptors at bay.

“Hold your fire!” someone shouted at obviously the men with guns on the metal catwalk.

It felt as if he was going through this again but this time it was not his Raptors because they all, apart from Blue, were gone. These were not his Raptors and he had to remember it to not take his eyes off them.

“No, hey! Back. Off.” he spoke as calmly as possible but of course the Raptors were not as co-operative as his used to be. They didn’t really know him so he was actually surprised they had listened to him so far.

The one that was in the middle growled at him and Owen had to notice how green its eyes looked. Another one with really brown - almost chocolate -  eyes snapped at him from his right and Owen shot it a cautious look. One with baby-blue eyes that seemed a little bit calmer looked at Owen with what could only be described as suspicious look. The last one that had eyes a mix of green and brown was the most calm of all yet just as the rest of them- ready to attack any second.

The one in the middle, green-eyes, snapped at him and Owen had to take a step back and away from them. They started growling more and Owen was sure that they were about to attack any moment. They were dangerously close, ready to tear him into shreds until-

“Hey!” a voice and then a whistle was heard, all Raptors stopped in their tracks.

“Hey, no! No, back off. I said. Back. Off.” it sounded like a female voice but Owen could not see clearly from the blinding light.

“Hey!” she- no, you snapped “Hey, Tony! What did I say? What did I just say?” you said a little bit angrily.

Owen saw the Raptor with the chocolate-brown eyes take a step back.

“Good” you spoke more calmly “Another” you said but none of them moved “Hey! I said a step back!” you shouted and as expected they listened.

“Nice. Hey, Tony don’t make that face. They’re not food. Not food.”

“Ok” you spoke calmly, letting out a small sigh “Backs straight!” you said and their backs indeed straightened “One step back!” you added in the same voice tone and they took a step back, bending just slightly as if they were ready to run… or attack “Ready?” one of them let out a small growl that just made Owen’s eyes widened at the death glare it seemed to be sending him 

“And…. come!” you shouted and Owen jumped as they seemed to be ready to jump on him but instead just turned and ran towards the direction he had heard your voice come from.

His eyes widened and he was about to jump in, especially considering how the Raptors had run to your side- just like they would run for their pray.

But what he saw, well, it certainly surprised him more than he thought a trainer making themselves food for those Raptors (considering your commands) would.

They were… licking your face? 

Well, one of them was, while one of them was nuzzling its face in your neck and the two others under your arms as you giggled.

“Guys, guys no hey!” you said with a giggle as you pushed their faces away from yours.

You opened your eyes and looked ahead of you at the man walking closer to you with a stunned expression on his face, a smile forming on his lips as he looked at you from head to toes.

“You must be Mr. Grady, right?” you asked with a raised eyebrow, especially at seeing him clearly check you out.

“Damn straight” he breathed out.

-To be continued-


Anon Requested:  hi there!!! for the drabble can you please do 85 (Tell me a secret) for min yoongi~~ thank you

I hope you liked this! ♥

Originally posted by minseokked

Pairing: Suga (Yoongi) x Reader

Word Count: 389

“Tell me a secret.”

“Tell me a secret.”

I’m in love with you.

You never leave my mind, you’re always there; mentally if not physically. It’s puzzling really, how I fell in love with you. You were always there for me even when my whole world was crumbling to pieces. You were the stability that I needed and I thank you for that, I love you so much for that. I’m in love with you and I only just realized that. 

Love feels weird, it’s a feeling that always keeps me warm inside even when I can’t help but be cold. It’s a feeling that stretches all around, it makes me feel overwhelmed yet it completes me entirely. It’s dangerous yet it makes me feel so incredibly safe when in your arms. It feels as if a hole I never knew I had inside me was filled from top to bottom. 

It’s unexpected - terrifying even how I can go from you being a complete stranger, to then being completely infatuated by you, needing you by my side at every waking moment and wondering how it ever was that I was able to live without you, because I sure as hell couldn’t imagine being without you now and that’s what makes this even scarier. The fact that this is all one sided, that I’m the only one that loves you and you can only see me as a friend, but your arm is wrapped around me as we lay on the couch watching your favorite movie.

I know we’re young and I may be naive to say that I’m in love with you, but it’s the truth. I’m hopelessly in love with you. I love you more than I love myself, I know this is as cheesy as it gets but I’m in love with my best friend, my anchor, the one who holds me down when I want to desperately flee from my problems. 

His free hand wraps around yours, interlocking fingers. His eyes full of wonder and intrigue as to what you were thinking because of how long you hadn’t answered him.

“Are you-”

“I love you.” The silence felt like hours to you when it was only a couple of seconds, you spoke up again before Yoongi could even utter a word. “I’m in love with you, that’s my secret.”

something that makes me feel all weird inside is when people don’t include Genji and Tracer in old Overwatch pictures (not even in the background). they were a part of Overwatch back then, so why aren’t they included?

is it because Genji was a “late” edition? is it because Tracer’s age is listed as 26 and she would have been born during the crisis and it doesn’t make sense? (i’ll post about that later)

people always put Ana, Jack, Gabriel, and Reinhardt in (also not uncommon to see is youngish Jesse, Angela and kid Fareeha) but you almost never see Torbjorn, Tracer, Winston, or Genji. why is this?