too much time on something so ugly


Here it is my very first animatic ever! I absolutely LOVE Dear Evan Hansen and I felt like this specific song fits Ladynoir so much, i had to do something about it.
I’ll probably finish in the future, in the meantime I hope you enjoy it, i spent too much time on it-
Also I want to do more animatics and do much more better than this.

The Schuyler Sisters

Did i mention in this blog How much i LOVE my little sister??? Yeah, i think so.


Yesterday i was a little bit depressed and sad. My little sister saw my face, pouted, an went to her bedroom. A moment later, she was playing The Schuyler Sisters on her phone, as loudly as she could.

And, of course, we started to sing along.

I just-… Omg, Im So proud of her. SHE IS LIKE ME BUT CUTER!!

I always play as Angelica and she as Eliza. So when we listen to Helpless, she sings, and when we listen to Satisfied, i sing.

The first time we did that i cried and said something like “I love u So much… Omg, u R the best and i *snif* would say no to Alexander for u and *ugly crying* i would KICK HIS ASS IF HE CHEATED ON YOU CUZ ILY *CRIES HARDER*”

And she was like “omg Lola pls dont cry wtf… *Sighs* i love you too, piece of shit”

Istg i would die for my sister, she is a blessing.

Sf9 Being Jealous When You’re Close To Another Member

Inseong: Isn’t the type to confront or really express major jealousy much on the outside but could be SUPER jealous on the inside. Will constantly look over at you if you were close to zuho or something and his smile will fade just a teeny bit. The type to, if really jealous, will just call you and when you turn, he’ll return you a small smile and say, “come here for a bit I missed u~”

Originally posted by romeot7

Youngbin: If he has a crush, it will probably make him someone that is close to you and be a very brotherly/oppa figure type of guy so if he does get jealous, he will joke around with the other members like moving you to the side away from a member like, “she’s not interested taeyang, stop trying to flirt with her.” Even tho yall know that aint a joke.

Originally posted by sf9fantasy

Jaeyoon: “Um? Don’t touch her too much.” Jaeyoon will bluntly say to any damn member who seems like they’re going over their boundaries. Probably is super obvious about liking you or his ass will make sure it’s clear that he does and would probably make it clear to the other members as well that he does so they know your off limits. “Yah, rowoon, watch it buddy.”

Originally posted by sf9

Rowoon: Would probably be the cuteass type that hovers around you all the time because if he likes you secretly, he will make sure he establishes a good friendship with you that involves alot of skinship and aegyo that people will just often assume that you’re dating. (So basically you’ll be treated like how he treats chani but 2x) Will constantly hug you away from a member or distract you with something and if your too into a member, he’ll probably hook his pinky finger with yours and be like “let’s go get some coffee.”

Originally posted by seokf9

Dawon: Wouldn’t be too obvious like Jaeyoon but will constantly tease you and playfully whine and judge like “why are you so close with many boys???? Stop being too pretty gosh!” And whenever he sees you hanging around a certain member way too much he’ll just be like “Hey! Stop flirting you two!” Would be so ugly like that when instead he knows he should just spend more time with you if he really wants to get things running instead of interrupting and cock blocking every chance he gets.

“Oh I was saying-dawon why you here?”

Originally posted by wildmaknae

Zuho: Probably would just stand there like a robot watching you get close to someone that’s not him and be awfully jealous on the inside, but would talk quietly to that member later and lay his feelings straight with them that he likes you. Would be another oppa figure so if he does everything do you and more, he’s forreal. Would be extra too and start coughing super loud or clearing his throat loud if a member starts to initiate skinship or call that member off to run fakeass chores just cuz thats the zuho way. 

   “Dawon, go buy some milk.”
    “We still have milk..”                                                                                     “Then go get some orange juice.”

Originally posted by yoosunny

Taeyang: The sunshine would highkey become a sunset everytime you are not next to him and having fun with another member. It will show on his face even if you never really noticed, however the other members will. Wont frown or glare but it would be like a poker face sort of thing where it looks like he’s lost in his own little world, sometimes his eyes just fixated on you or the other member until they realized they’re being stared at.

Originally posted by birthdaycakebyrihanna

Hwiyoung: Baby is also a huge diva when it comes to his member, in private he will make it clear to all his members he likes you and to back off from trying to get with u. In public, if it does still happen, he will Look tired and like he’s done and just wants to go home. Perfect moment for the phrase  “I came out here to have a good time and I’m feeling really attacked right now.” Its practically written across his face. Could also lose alot of his confidence cuz he’s a sweetheart and also he’s annoyed cuz he clearly reminded everyone not to try to get with you.

Originally posted by kimyumbin

Chani: smiles and brush it off every-time you get close to another member but once he sees something serious going on between you too, he will go into his other phase and it’s not the super funny extra one, its poker faces robot/done with the day chani. Would also distract that member away from you instead of distracting you from that member cuz he’s an awkward hamster and wouldn’t know how to entertain you anyways and would just get too pressured and turn into an awkward mess.

Originally posted by nugutaegi

Cherry Bomb (1)

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Description: Your life coming to an end wasn’t the worst thing, but watching as your killer killed your friends was.

Word Count: 2,406

Warning: Blood, death

Pairing: Lee Taeyong x Reader (kind of ??? more of Ten x Reader, with Taeyong as the murderer idek) (also feat. NCT 127 members minus Haechan)

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ

Xiufairy’s Masterlist ㅅㅇㅅ

Originally posted by softxingsoo

Your twenty-first birthday was a success. You were spending it with your friends, with the exception of Ten and Taeil. Taeil was busy hunting someone down, he was a detective. Ten was also busy doing something, but you couldn’t blame him.

Mark was also working on becoming a detective, but since he’d only just graduated high school, he was doing an internship until college started up in the fall. You were really proud of him, he worked hard and he did just about anything he put his mind to.

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I think the other thing that kind of works good for Monster Factory is that we try to really embrace whatever character we make. So we try to, like, if we pick a character and we’re investing ourselves in them, no matter how sort of initially weird they may be, by the time we’ve lived with them a while, we can’t imagine them looking like a different way. And I think that that’s–this is reading too much into it, obviously, but there’s something that resonates in that with people, like, there’s this sense that Monster Factory is broadly about–there’s a lot of it that’s about acceptance, I think … We build this character and we live with it, but we let it evolve naturally and let it become whatever it’s going to become and we love whatever the character is. And that’s so much more interesting than trying to poke fun at ugly characters. And the thing about that that’s so fun is you find that when you love, like, really ugly characters, they become beautiful for some people. Probably our best example of this is The Final Pam … The weird thing is that we just tried to make the most uncomfortable looking person we could in Fallout 4, but because we made these choices that she’s indestructible and unkillable and a force of nature basically, that weird visage became the least interesting thing about her. And that was the jumping off point, but by the end of it it 100% did not define her. And there’s morals and lessons there, I think, if you want to think too much about it.
—  Justin McElroy (Just Talking Podcast, #372)
Miraculous Ladybug Season 1 Starters

You know the deal. Feel free to change pronouns, words, etc!

  • “I like your work. It’s awesome. Keep it up!”
  • “I didn’t just do that! Tell me I didn’t just do that!”
  • “Now that’s a tragedy.”
  • “Cats are nothing but trouble.”
  • “Nice ride, but if I were you, I would have at least made it a convertible.”
  • “_______, you’re good at annoying people; do your thing!”
  • “There better be some explosive boots in there or something.”
  • “I’m the lamest of friends. Lamer than lame!”
  • “You don’t know me, but FYI, this is like the biggest moment of my life.”
  • “I know! I know what the bad guys want!”
  • “But then, he might think we’re following him! Like stalkers! What, me, a stalker? Ha! Although, I would follow him. You know, of course I wouldn’t really stalk him! Oh…who am I kidding?”
  • “Breaking and entering are grounds for a serious time-out.”
  • “Would you mind savoring it a little faster?”
  • “What rock have you been living under?”
  • “Ooh, swinky…”
  • “I’m guessing you’re talking about yourself.”
  • “You should get going. Our identities must remain secret.”
  • “I will have absolute power!”
  • “Happy birthday–I mean, have a nice day!”
  • “You think he’d remember what it was like to be young and wanna party a little.”
  • “And it better be amazing, and it better not be late!”
  • “Who just hijacked my mix?!”
  • “Yeah, if by emergency you mean jealousy.”
  • “Your…plumbing skill is gonna help us out?”
  • “You can’t run forever, and when I catch you, I will crush you!”
  • “Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”
  • “Why did I agree to do this again?”
  • “I…uhhh…dahee…wha…ahh…”
  • “They took everything away from me!”
  • “Then? I’ll invite him out for a fruit smoothie at the end of the photo shoot! Then, we’ll get married! Live happily ever after in a beautiful house and have two kids? No, three. And a dog!”
  • “And now, you have to eat the spaghetti off the floor!”
  • “Why don’t you pick on someone your own temperature?”
  • “You just won yourself a cat fight!”
  • “But I look so good in a swimsuit.”
  • “Come on, where’s the good stuff?”
  • “A girl doesn’t need to wear a costume to be amazing, you know.”
  • “We’ve become very close friends because we have something very special in common.”
  • “Between you and me, ____ doesn’t even make the top ten.”
  • “I could have easily stopped that meteorite myself.”
  • “Forget it, you were right. We’ll never be friends!”
  • “Because only love can conquer hate.”
  • “Have you seen some of the ugly sweaters they are forced to wear? It’s appalling.”
  • “I wonder who you are beneath that strong disguise.”
  • “Uh, she’s not crying enough.”
  • “I sound like a total dorkasaurus!”
  • “So she’s got eyes, arms, legs, big deal!”
  • “She’s too self-absorbed to think of anyone but herself, much less save the world!”
  • “Time flies fast when you’re saving the world.”
  • “He who enters uninvited burglarizes my inner being and steals my life force!”
  • “So you were biased? Unfair? Totally unjust?!”
  • “Good luck with your cat popsicle!”
  • “Hey! I happen to think that _____ is pretty slick.”
  • “Hey hot stuff, this is ______. I’d ask you on a date to a movie, but I’ve got such a crazy crush on you that the only way I can talk to you without foaming at the mouth is over this stupid phone.”
  • “I’m sure if she took a little time to get to know me, she would see how much we have in common.”
  • “You don’t even take love seriously.”
  • “_____ may annoy me to pieces, but he’s never lied to me.”
  • “Thanks, Super Dad!”
  • “You were totally going ballistic. It was so cool!”
  • “I’m no good with words anyway.”
  • “Now do you see what I mean about respect?”
  • “Have I ever told you you turn my world upside down?”
  • “Nice try, but we know who the bad guy is.”
  • “Forget it, I’m a disaster zone.”
  • “You’re a born champion.”
  • “Pigeons will reign supreme! Power to the pigeons!”
  • “I can’t wait, my dear pigeon.”
  • “It’s scandalous, how could you do that?”
  • “A friend of ____? Ah, you must be kidding!”
  • “Fancy meeting you here, what a stroke of luck!”
  • “I was allowed to have one because I won a zoo tap-dancing contest in the Kingdom of _____.”
  • “Not so fast, my royal pain in the neck!”
  • “Cooking needs no words.”
  • “Huh, silly me, you don’t have any taste! I mean, look at that you’re wearing.”
  • “Haha! Like it spicy?”
  • “You think you can beat me with a piece of paper?”
  • “I can’t wait to get home and write a song about soup!”
  • “Are you tired of having your creative spirit crushed?’”
  • “I hate dealing with it!”
  • “That’s not equal at all! Is that how you two work?”
  • “I got wind that you were being blown away by a hairy situation.”
  • “Fewer puns, more action!”
  • “No. Everyone adores me.”
  • “You’re beautiful and sweet and…you’re perfect and I could never hurt you!”
  • “I simply cannot bear violence.”
  • “See what I did? I made a cat joke! Ah! I can be funny.”
  • “Come on! Seriously? Why is everyone comparing me to ____ tonight?”
  • “It would have been too…dramatic!”
  • “Well, it’s only a birthday.”
  • “You’re no match for me. My neck is bigger than your thigh.”
  • “Do I see double vision in my future? Or should I say double villain?”
  • “Responsibility isn’t something to be taken lightly. I should know.”
  • “You can’t be serious! Over a missing bracelet?”
  • “If by big you are referring to my rock-hard abs? Well, thanks for noticing!”
  • “Do I sense a plan?”
  • “Fabulous…so wickedly fabulous!”
  • “Isn’t it killer?”
  • “_____, superhero of _____, defender of the innocent, fighter of all the rights, can’t deal with the pressure?”
  • “Why, you little perfume ad!”
  • “Rockin’ riff, baby!”
  • “Your heart’s gonna roar.”
  • “Oh no, dude. You’re coming with me. You can’t leave me alone by myself. Uh-uh.”
  • “Oh, where are you, love of my life?”
  • “I’m obviously the better looking one.”
  • “And then there was one.”
  • “Thanks. I’ve always wanted to smell like…ocean summer breeze?”
  • “It’s some invisible mystical being. Like a leprechaun.”
  • “As far as I’m concerned, she doesn’t even exist!”
  • “How handy.”
  • “We’re an unstoppable team.”
  • “Weirdly enough, I think the feeling is mutual.”
  • “My only loss is my appetite.”
  • “You know that’s considered stealing.”
Daydream Block.

Do you know the feeling of dullness everytime your daydream? Everytime you want to daydream about something, it just seems so dull and ugly, and you’re not motivated enough to daydream about it at all.

I call this a daydream block. it’s very similar to artist’s block - basically when you suddenly feel like your daydreams are too dull, boring, and not motivated enough to daydream about that thing.

It’s really painful because I love my daydreams so much but I can’t seem to daydream about it anymore for a period of time. Suddenly I end up in a spiral of frustation because of this.

The Story of Us

PROLOGUE || 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 || 8 || 9 || 10 || 

Chapter Eleven: Tightrope Dreamer

Word Count: 6779

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“Be down in a second!” Mabel calls out to Thomas followed by a squeak directed at Riley.

“Meow.” Riley giggles softly, referencing a previous ‘scaredy cat’ comment Mabel made about herself.

Mabel stands by Riley’s bed completely frozen. 

“Go on then.” Riley giggles as she gives Mabel a gentle shove. “He’s waiting.” 

“Come with me?” Mabel asks hopefully. 

“I can’t come with you.” Riley’s soft laughter continues.

Eventually, Mabel does make her way downstairs and opens Jed’s front door. She jumps a little in place when she finds Thomas standing directly on the other side of it. 

“Sorry.” He chuckles quietly with a gaze pointed at the ground. He looks up slowly, focussing mainly on her clothes. “Are you in pyjamas?”

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so part 1 of possibly 2 little painful things for @bts-multiverse. kaye gave me permission to hurt. that’s all i got. enjoy yourselves <3

it’s always something that never happens to you, always someone else.

it couldn’t happen to you, because your relationship is good, it’s solid, it’s real. sure, you have those arguments and misunderstandings like everyone else, but you love each other so much that you push through until you find a solution to the problems, until everything’s relaxed once more and you can breathe easy. and because your relationship is so good, is so solid, you can never truly understand what others are talking about when they start getting worried their relationship isn’t as strong anymore.

they don’t look at me the same way, anymore, they say, furrowed brows and panicked pulled lips. I keep catching them looking at other people. they’re not as enthusiastic about hanging out anymore. they’ve even started making excuses.

and naturally, you feel bad for them. something between pity and empathy, and you give them words of encouragement and as much advice as you can muster before you return to your own relationship that is just so much better than theirs.

because you don’t have to worry about competition.

you come home, and there they are. and they share the same pity and empathy that you did when you get to that part of your day, but it’s soon forgotten in the mix of hugs and kisses, holding hands and pressing against each other on the sofa just because you can. and it’s so nice. it’s so nice and you feel so reassured that everyone is good and solid, that the two of you are strong and love each other. you’re married, for christ’s sake. why wouldn’t you love each other.

and because you love each other and you’re married — for christ’s sake —, you turn those sweet little kisses into bigger, more sensual things that lead to touching and bare skin, exchanging heat and pressing yourselves together as close as you possibly can because it’s so reassuring and you’re both there. you’re there and still in love, still filled to the brim with each other that all you do is think of each other until you notice how suddenly cold the air is on your skin.

but jung hoseok’s life isn’t really like that, is it?

he doesn’t doubt that min yoongi loves him, no. he’s pretty sure, thank you very much, that yoongi does love him. to some capacity, to some extent. there’s a corner of his heart that’s been quarantined off and stamped with jung hoseok in yoongi’s own shitty handwriting. it’s there, it’s real and it’s almost tangible, in how there it is. and hoseok’s never really questioned it before, never really thought that maybe it just wasn’t enough.

but that changes very quickly. it changes very quickly when yoongi keeps bringing him up, when he makes those little comments he probably thinks hoseok doesn’t hear, when he gets lost in his head and makes that one face that’s only ever there for him, when he’s trying to be discreet about watching the news out of the corner of his eye. hoseok notices. hoseok always notices. so he starts wondering.

he starts wondering that maybe it’s not as simple as yoongi wants to think it is. maybe he isn’t really over him, and maybe he never will be. maybe he never really understood what closure is, or how to go through it. and maybe now it’s too late to try.

except, now it really is too late to try.


the wall is solid behind him when he lets gravity hold him gently and guide. his dressing gown bunches up and the shock of cold air along the small of his back is almost enough to get him to stop crying for a moment.

he hears footsteps and then the dull thud of knees hitting the floor in front of him. smooth hands take hold of his wrists and pull his own hands away from his face, away from the disaster now openly displayed to one shocked park jimin. they stare for minutes, maybe for hours, and hoseok’s having a real hard time stopping the tears, breathing.

the distraction of staring at jimin’s face wears off soon. much too soon, and suddenly his expression crumples into something raw and ugly and jimin’s dropping his hold to reach out instead, pulling hoseok to him and hugging him so tightly there will be ghosts of bruises all over hoseok’s ribs. but hoseok doesn’t care today. he doesn’t give a shit. he just clings back, as much as he can manage, burying his fingers in jimin’s shirt until his knuckles are white and straining, the tendons up his arms feel sore, and the sounds that eventually leave his lips are muffled by fabric.

because it’s something that never happens to you, always someone else.

you don’t have to worry about your partner saying a dead man’s name during sex.

do you?

anonymous asked:

Michael begs Jeremy to tattoo him so he agrees and they figure it out and Jeremy keeps saying "if it hurts to much, just say something, dude," and Michael's like "it'll be fine" Jeremy stabs him once, screams and starts crying. Michael doesnt start crying until about halfway through but by the end he's biting down on a towel with tears streaming down his face and Jeremy's ugly sobbing

GOD and when Michael does Jeremy’s, he’s like, straddling Jeremy so he can’t move too much and Jeremy’s sobbing and Michael feels bad but he doesn’t want Jeremy’s tattoo to be half finished and somehow the ghost doesn’t look half bad by the time they’re done (cuz Jeremy gets an Inky to match Michael’s Pac Man)

Hate you

You were the only person I’d ever truly loved. The only person that I ever let in. You made me feel beautiful and strong. I was invincible with you by my side. My heart would crash through the floor each time I saw you. I would lose my breath after kissing your lips. Breathing you in was intoxicating. You were so perfect. We were so perfect. Both of us were so young and both full of passion. We would feed off of each other mentally and physically. Craving conversation more, craving each other’s touch more, never fully satisfied and always eager to explore the depths of one another. I never thought of a happier time then when I was with you.

But you got tired of me and I knew it. I kept pushing you away. I was always getting jealous. I was being too nosey. I was caring too much about other people you talked to. “Jealousy is an ugly trait” you would say. I get so mad every time I think about those five words. Jealousy is a reasonable part of loving someone, I would always try defend myself. But I had known something was off. You smiled at me less. You would get annoyed with me quickly. The “I love you"s became dull and repetitive. Soon those happy thoughts I’ve had of you vanished. And then horrible memories come swarming back. And I just feel hurt and alone again. My heart shattered.

When I found out you were cheating on me I wanted to hate you so badly. Sometimes I can work my self up about it and get really angry about it but I never really hate you. I didn’t even care about the lying or the cheating. I just needed you. We had built a life together. You were the only string holding me to this earth. I had you. But not really. Not even a little.

I was always yours though. I was head over heels in love. You had every part of me, body and soul, and you choose someone else. Now I try to choose someone else and I can’t.
I can’t.
I can’t because no matter how hard I try you still have me. My heart will always belong to you. When I said "i would love you forever” I meant it. But I thought our forever was just that, ours.

I would give up my life just be with you again. I would do anything to be part of yours. And that’s the sad part the truly unforgiving part of love. Is no matter how hard you want to hate someone for hurting you, its just not that simple. You always have feelings. You would go back to them just as easily as the sea does to the shore.

I want to hate you so desperately. It would be easier that way. But truth is I loved you. I love you. I’m in love with you. And I hate myself for it.

But I can’t seem to hate you.

I’m in the middle of some emotional turmoil for personal reasons + wondering how to cope with something I’ve just discovered that might explain years of feeling strange, out of this world, stupid… :)

I’m also overwhelmed by all these pictures on my dashboard - too many, I don’t know how to deal with this anymore. So many, so much quality, so time-consuming, so much beauty :)

I need a break. And leave with this “ugly duckling” metaphor. And with much love and admiration for you all :)

Oh well, just as Terminator said : “I’ll be back” :)

akigriffin  asked:

I've always had this headcanon where Maruis and Cosette are each other's first love, and it's as sickening cute as it is in the book and everyone thinks they'll be together forever. Then they both realize they're bi and not actually in love anymore (two separate discoveries). They break up, stay BFFs and fall in love with other people. (namely Courf and Ep)

Hey, this speaks to me on a veeeery personal level, friend. This post will be long and have feelings and stuff.


Cosette had been thinking about things for months. Unpleasant things, things that made her mood change and her mouth curve downwards in an uncharacteristic mope.

She could deny and try to pretend for as long as she wanted. But when it really came down to the quiet moments like these, she knew in her heart that her relationship with Marius had run its course. They felt much more like friends than lovers, more like roommates than cohabiting partners.

The worst thing about it was that everybody perceived them as perfect. She’d lost count at the amount of times somebody had aww’d in their general direction, described them as goals or told them they were perfect for each other.

But they weren’t, and it hurt- but Cosette was sick of pretending. She was also sick of fantasising about dates with other, pretend people. 

It was an awful call of judgement, to make such a sudden decision to break things off over a petty squabble over dinner. But it wasn’t the little thing that broke her, it was the collection of little things that became a mountain of one big unspoken thing. She was unhappy, and they had stopped bringing out the best in each other a long time ago.

There was crying and frustrated arguments and desperate attempts for each of the other to understand what they were saying, but by 9:00PM that night, they were done.

Marius & Cosette the perfect couple were no more.

Marius and Cosette the individuals were just beginning. 

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Anon prompt: “Song fic around Rabid by Nicole Dollanganger?

Word Count: 1.4k

Tags: smoking, swearing, minor spoilers

A/N: I love this song so much, thank you for requesting it.


The first time Jughead saw her, she was sitting alone in a booth at the Chock’Lit Shoppe with a plate of pastel pink macaroons. She was a booth in front of him reading Lolita; slowly eating the macaroons and flipping the pages of her novella, seemingly in her own world.

Jughead watched her from the safety of his booth, he was careful not to stare for too long. After a few minutes of fleeting glances towards her, she peered over her book, her gaze meeting his.

Something ugly in you, you also saw in me.

She seemed intrigued by the raven-haired boy who didn’t shy away from her glance like most did.
They exchanged soft, short glances and unspoken words. He ordered her a strawberry shake, she smiled and drank it slowly.
She ordered him a cheeseburger, looking smug as he devoured the entire thing.

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Happy Accidents - Part 4

Once again you guys have totally blown me away with the response to this! I seriously can’t believe it. I love you all so much! lol As promised, here’s part 4! ^_^ 

Pairing: Sebastian x plus-sized reader
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Swearing if you count that, a little bit of drinking mentions
Word Count: 3.4k

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 
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The Fourth of July creeps up on you before you know it. You spend the entire day before baking cookies. Sebastian had warned that Anthony has a lot of friends, so you want to make sure you make enough for everyone, not to mention a whole slew of different kinds. You never know what people are going to like (or be allergic to), right? By the end of the night your counter is full of Tupperware all stacked and carefully labeled. You even went so far as to doodle little pictures of the cookies on them and write the names in cute fonts. They’re totally Pinterest worthy, even if the Tupperware doesn’t all match.

You and Sebastian had agreed to carpool so you wake up bright and early to a text from him.

[Seb: Morning beautiful ;) Don’t forget to bring your bathing suit]

You send back your own good morning text and tell him to come get you whenever he’s ready. You warn him that you’ll need his help with the cookies, to which he sends back a series of question marks and you send back the angel emoji about a million times just before hopping into the shower.

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Are these two even real?

So, two days ago the  FLASHスペシャルグラビアBEST 2017GW got released and there’s this wonderful person on my Twitter who kinda reported an excerpt from a MaYuki interview in the magazine. 

I strongly suggest y’all to sit down, ‘cause what you’re gonna read is VERY gay.

Q3 is about their current relationship nowadays. 
M: since when we both got selected for singles senbatsu we both have grown closer, haven’t we? 
Y: But because we’re constantly together on workplace, time spent together outside of it has become pretty rare, hasn’t it? Even our seats on the Shinkansen would be always next to each other.
M: Our managers always make sure that we’re together, too (laughs)
Y: Talk about getting so much along. 

Q6 asks them what would they change about the other person, if they could. 
Y: Maybe the way she laughs. It’s a laughter she lets out only when she’s with me and it’s really something. 
M: *ugly laugher* 
Y: That’s the one! That’s what I’m talking about!
M: But this is the one I let out only with people I opened my heart to. With others is just a fake laugh. 
Y: Ain’t you exaggerating there!? 
M: What I’d change about you is your overly considerate nature. When I asked you to let me have what you were drinking you even asked me, “but I put my lips on it, you sure it’s OK?”
Y: That’s because I’m a fussy person (T/N: I’m not sure how to properly translate it in english, so I’m not sure if “fussy person” would be the most appropriate translation, but what I meant is that she doesn’t like it when people eat the same thing she’s eating or drink from the same spot she’s been drinking simply because she thinks that’s dirty or not clean as a thing). 
M: That’s fine, I’m telling you! I trust you so I can drink from it! 
Y: god, you’re over-reacting (laughs) 

and these are messages they wrote for each other↓

Let’s go have fun someplace
next time~

which reminds me, I don’t know if anyone has translated it yet, but because I was on hiatus (AKA crying alone in a corner for Haruka) I kinda forgot to translate for y’all the love letter Mayu wrote for Yuki on last month’s number of  『duet』. 

「To Yukirin,
It’s been 10 years since our first meeting, and you’re still the same kind and nice person. Thank you for always embracing me with your immense kindness just like a mother would do. Because we’ve both got similar sense of humor and sensibility, it becomes easy to feel happy and just have fun when I’m with you. You’d always call me out on my stupid things whenever I’d say or do any, so I always feel like I can be 100% myself when I’m with you, and just do whatever I want (laughs). Despite you said you wouldn’t sing, you also agreed to come with me to the karaoke, didn’t you. “If you wanna go, Mayu, then let’s go”. But I ended up singing alone for the whole time and… At some point I kinda felt my heart breaking in two. Singing alone feels lonely, so please, next time we go sing with me (laughs). Also, we should totally go to that Sanrio Puroland too, since we both keep saying we wanna go!」

this actually is a love letter since they asked her to write a letter for three people she holds dear to her. One was for her mother, another was for her fans, and the third one was for Yuki. 
You’re welcome. 

Here’s Yuki’s message for Mayu from the FLASH magazine, btw↓

「Mayu-chan ❤
Keep being yourself whenever we’re together from now on too, alright? ;) 
I’ll always, always,
LOVE you.

“That’s fine, I’m telling you! I trust you so I can drink from it!“

remember that time during their own showroom when Yuki was eating a candy and Mayu wanted to eat it too, so she asked for a bite from Yuki’s candy, but Yuki wouldn’t give it to her? 

I do. 

#160 - For you-andthebottlemen

Note: Good luck with your teeeeeth, @you-andthebottlemen - you got dis!

“Annnnnnnnnd. And, he’s just so good. Like. He’s soft. Annnn’ the mushroom hair was fluffy. And sometimes he’ll kiss my nose when he thinks I’m sleepin’ and I’ve named some of his freckles but don’t tell him that, ‘kay?” Your speech was slurred and your head rolled around. The gauze in your mouth made your words ill-formed and hardly understandable. The anaesthetic was still working, so you were happy. You could keep talking about Van while you waited for him to come and pick you up from having your wisdom teeth out. “He’s in a band and they’re soooooooooooooooo good. Like. He knows that but I don’t think like, proper. You should see him on stage.” Thinking about Van on stage was a lot. You started to cry.

“Um. Babe?” You stopped crying and looked around for Van, following his voice. “Where do you think you are right now?”


You focused hard on your environment. You were in a car. Wait. How long had you been in the car for? Where did the nurse you were speaking to go? Van started to laugh.

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The Other Hemmings pt.2 - M.C

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There was no such thing as Muke on stage and, honestly, if there wasn’t supposed to be a concert an hour after he had caught them together, y/n thought Luke would have probably killed Michael then and there, or at least injured him enough to show that he was pissed. His eyes were clouded over in a dark, brooding way as he played his guitar with no emotion, forcing the energy he had on stage when most of it was rage. There was one, tiny, simple little rule Luke had placed when y/n joined for the tour for the North American leg, and that was for everyone to keep it in their pants. That’s it. It wasn’t that they couldn’t kiss her, knowing their versions of drunk truth or dare often consisted of someone lip locking, or that they couldn’t cuddle with her…all they had to do, was keep it in their pants and not in his sister…and of course, Michael just had to go and fuck it up.

“Lu, come on, can we talk about this?” y/n asked as her brother walked by her off the stage after they finished the encore, Ashton and Calum following behind the blonde confused as to why their hype man hadn’t been hype all night. “Luke Robert Hemmings, don’t ignore me.”

“I really don’t want to talk to you right now, y/n,” he muttered turning towards her with a frown on his face.

“Well we kind of need to, Luke, because your performance was shit tonight and that’s my fault. So, come on,” y/n said trying to grab for her brother’s arm, only to have him step away.

“There’s nothing to talk about right now! I asked for one thing while you were here, just one and that was for everyone to keep it in their pants and Michael just couldn’t comprehend that!” Ashton and Calum both looked towards Michael wide-eyed while Michael just looked towards his feet, hands in pockets. “I’m looking out for your best interest.”

“Well, Luke, you’re missing my best interest which would be to let me do what I want with my boyfriend considering we’ve been together for almost a year now!”

“Jesus Christ, what did we miss?” Calum whispered to Ash who just shrugged his shoulders in response as they watched Luke’s facial expressions go from pissed, to shocked, to a kitten that accidentally fell in the bath tub.

“I’m sorry…boyfriend? What the actual fuck? Why would you think that’s a good idea? Seriously?”

“And this is the exact reason I didn’t want to tell you. But Mom, Dad, and Mikey have all been mentioning it but this-,”

“Mom knows too? And she just let it happen?” Y/n rolled her eyes at her brother before crossing her arms looking up at his 6’4 frame that contrasted her 5’8 one. Aside from the height, they looked similar, both with piercing blue eyes and crazy blonde hair that y/n had pulled up into a ponytail.

“He even came to dinner and formally introduced himself as my boyfriend when you, jack, and Ben all went to laser tag one night. And before you even ask, no. Jack and Ben don’t know either, for this exact reason.” It was silent once again as the two siblings just stared at each other now gaining an audience of all the crew members and management staff as they watched the showdown.

“I’m so mad right now it’s not even funny,” Luke muttered under his breath.

“If anyone has a reason to be mad right now, Luke, it’s y/n,” they heard from beside them causing them to turn and make eye contact with their mum. “You are being absolutely ridiculous. I don’t know what caused this, but this is your sister we’re talking about!”

“I walked in on them shagging after Mikey blatantly lied to my face!” Luke yelled back pointing towards the other guitarist.

“I’d lie to your face too if I knew you’d react this way! Your sister is happy…the happiest she has been in a long time and you’re being completely rude and inconsiderate to her feelings. She’s nineteen years old and only ten months apart from you, yet you’re acting as if she’s twelve.” Y/n watched as her mum and Luke argued back and forth about the situation noting it wasn’t going too far.

“I don’t want her to make mistakes, not with him! The last thing that needs to happen is for her to end up pregnant or something and him just dipping out or something!”

“Nice to know you think that lowly of me,” Michael muttered back as Luke’s head turned towards him forgetting he was in the room. Y/b frowned towards her brother before walking towards her boyfriend gripping his hand and pulling him along out of the venue to catch a cab back to the hotel. The ride was quiet and a bit uncomfortable, michael’s hand draped over y/n’s shoulder holding her close, but still seeming distant.

“Mikey, baby.”

“Yes, kitten?” He responded not looking towards her, keeping his eyes straight ahead watching the road as if he was driving.

“You know Luke doesn’t always mean what he says when he’s mad, right?” She asked turning his head to face her. He nodded his head in confirmation kissing her lightly as the cab pulled up to the hotel, paparazzi already packed by the front causing both to sigh intently, but at this point, both were too tired to care. Let the world find out about them because, at this point, nothing could be worse than what Luke had said only moments before.

“Michael! Michael, is that y/n Hemmings with you?”

“Are you two an item?”

“How does Luke feel about this?”

They ignored the questions heading inside to the elevator bringing them up to Michael’s shared room with Ashton. The door shut behind them almost immediately when Michael took off his SnapBack chucking it across the room violently. “Mikey, calm down.”

“Do you think that low of me? Like do you really think i’ll leave you if you get pregnant?” He asked turning to face her clearly upset with tears in his eyes.

“No, of course not! How could you think that?”

“Well, considering my best friend thinks that, I just…you’re too good for me y/n,” he muttered back sitting on his bed. “You know…I totally fell for you when you walked into school that first day of year nine…eleven for me. All I could think was ‘there’s no way she’s dorky Hemmo’s younger sister.’ And me being the awkward monkey I am spilled pudding all over myself trying to talk to you.”

“I remember that day,” y/n giggled walking over to her boyfriend straddling his thighs sitting on him as his hands rested on her hips. “I thought you were the most awkward person ever…now look at us.” She ran a hand through his hair smiling at him slightly. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere. I love you too much to do that, whether or not you think I’m too good for you.”

“You love me?” He asked with a shocked expression on his face. It had been the first time either of them had said it, not wanting to get too ahead of themselves and jump right into something that could end so quickly and ugly, but y/n felt this was the perfect time. “Fuck, kitten, I love you too.”

“You better,” she giggled again leaning in to kiss him pressing a few quick pecks to his lips that was soon interrupted by a knock on the hotel door. She rolled off him letting him get up to open the door, only to see Luke standing there, hands in his pockets looking at the ground.

“I, uhh,” Michael started shocked Luke was even standing there.

“Can I come in?” Luke asked refusing to look up for another moment before making eye contact with his green eyed friend who just stepped aside letting the stick walk in. “Listen, I just wanted to apologize about earlier, but I need you both to understand where I’m coming from. Y/n, you’re always going to be my baby sister even if you are only ten months younger than me…okay? And, no offense Mikey, but it’s just that no one’s ever going to be good enough for my princess even if you are my best friend.” Luke started, looking back and forth between the two of them. “With that being said, mum’s right…this is the happiest she’s been in a long time and even though I still really want to cut your dick off, I’m happy that she’s happy. I just really don’t want her to get hurt and it’s hard knowing my best friend could do that at any point in time. I just don’t think you really understand because you’re an only child.”

“But I do understand, Luke. The last thing I want is for her to get hurt by anyone, including me. If I could I’d protect her from everything, I would, but we both know it’s not realistic. I love y/n and you’re just going to have to trust me.” Luke raised his eyebrows looking between them both again noting the smile that grew on her face as he said the word love while she watched Michael.

“Alright…don’t make me regret this Clifford,” Luke said before walking out of the room leaving y/n and Michael alone once again.

“So, now that he’s gone and that we have his blessing…can you come fuck me?”

“I’m not going to fuck you, kitten. I’m just going to make love to you all night.”

anonymous asked:

Every time I read a scenario or something, when I read the word 'Y/N' i don't read it as my name, or even say "your name" I legit read it as like "yea-nah" cause for some reason I believe that thinking my name, "your name" or even thinking the actual sound Y and N is too much work when reading

I don’t like using Y/n bc it just luks fckin ugly to me in general lmao, but I use it so I don’t say “you” 300,000 times