International ARMY before reading Pied Piper lyrics:
I'M CRYING such a good and deep song ugh my heart.
International ARMY after reading Pied Piper lyrics:
EXCUSE YOU BTS, do you want me to crawl into yo' bed or are you trying to reprimand me for neglecting almost every other aspect of my life for you? TELL ME.
→ genre:fake dating au, fluff/romance, angst, (future smut)
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• summary: your (endearingly) shy bodyguard—hired by your father—would do anything for you. even though you roll your eyes at his persistence and pretend there’s no need for him to follow you to every and any place you go, there might be many more hazards in your life than you let on. and you might end up needing him in more ways than you—or your father—would ever think.
! warnings: mentions of guns, alcohol;mentions of toxic past relationship throughout the series
listened to you when you stated the request. In the parking lot near the faculty,
he moved to sit in the front of the car, not paying any mind to the doors in
the back. That made your driver adequately happy.
‘What are your
plans for the rest of the day, miss ___?’ Mr. Ri wanted to know.
Even if, in that
moment, you couldn’t possibly foresee the unexpected end of upcoming evening, you
still anticipated the day to be long and full of activities; it would be
tiring, but the first stop was—‘Symphony
nodded compliantly and gunned the engine.
after fastening his seatbelt, quickly plucked out his phone from the pocket of
his jeans and unlocked it. Sure, you’d give him some privacy when you begin
trusting him completely, but for now… the curious part of you won your inner
battle and made you discreetly glance at the screen just as the driver pressed
on the gas. If you weren’t mistaken, there were some pictures of the inside of
the very Symphony that he was
scrolling through. You had to fight the urge to giggle. Perhaps he was the one
that didn’t quite trust you yet, or maybe he was being a real professional by
researching and checking the place out before visiting it, trying to craft a
map in his mind of where some potential danger could be lurking. Either way it
had you quite amused and, admittedly, the tiniest bit of impressed.
Insert coin (or vibranium shield) and lots of love to save your beloved one from another dimension :D
The request from @sailorbettery regarding the final episode of AA S3! And since I am a believer of true love always saves the day so I can’t help but draw my version of the story :D So let me introduce to you the Capsule Toy Machine version of Dimension (Yeah sorry I know it looks like a Crystal Ball and please don’t ask me how Steve’s shield was inserted and then come back let’s say it is the power of love (what)) and the happy ending they deserve :D
I have only slept for a few hours and after drawing this for more than four hours I don’t really know what I am drawing/saying, all things seem to make sense when I was half falling asleep at that time so sorry please forgive me for the bugs QwQ
Dean settling Cas’ tie neatly, the backs of his fingers brushing against the warmth of Cas’ throat - so soft the touch is barely there, but God he feels like he’s made of lightning inside, and when Cas swallows and Dean feels the movement he can’t even speak for ten minutes afterwards
Dean grabbing for Cas during an argument when Cas turns to walk away, and aiming for his arm but ending up grabbing his tie - and suddenly there Cas is all angry and close and bright-eyed at the end of a straining line. He’s letting himself be held this way, watching Dean’s face, watching the tight hand that holds the slim loop around his neck. Dean forgets what they were arguing about
Dean easing off Cas’ tie, inch by inch, the slowest of movements - walking the line between careful and caress and leaning a little too far one way. Cas watching him, just watching. His lips are slightly open. Dean slides the tie out from under Cas’ collar and takes a breath in and says, “it’ll be dry before you know it” and goes to wash it in the sink
Dean wrapping his hand around the tie, winding it round, and drawing Cas in closer - closer - closer, their eyes locked. Cas moving in slowly, taking it at Dean’s pace, only the shining in his eyes a betrayal of how much he wants this. Neither of them can speak. Dean’s face is soft; Cas’ lips are parted again.
When they kiss, it’s like lightning meeting thunder.