ugly-crier

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heith week day 1: laughing/crying

hunk finds keith in the hallway after another nightmare in the middle of the night :/ then it’s a good wholesome snuggle sesh

anonymous asked:

Oh man I didn't know there were multiple occasions// ahh I've been a casual Shinee Stan of like three year and I want to get to know them! And then I saw all these posts about Minho hugging my little guy :'( and honestly any video of that would be just fine

minho hugging the little guy is actually my favorite thing so i’m just going to tell u about every time it’s happened (that i know of) so i can remember there is a good thing in this world and that good thing is minho

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jonghyun is a precious sobbing mess. while minho doesn’t swoop in to save him until about 1:10, jonghyun spends that first minute sobbing loudly into the shoulders of some sj members before minho comes in to wipe his tears away and  hold him really close and pictures from this day also make me really emotional

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honestly every second of this video makes me emotional more than words can express. key starts crying first and jjong goes into hug him while the other members stand to the side and smile at them. at about 6:00, key points out that jjong has started to cry and Precious Sunshine Boy minho comes in to pat his back. jonghyun then makes the most pathetic and emotional waddle over to hug taemin, then jinki–all while minho babe is standing off to the side, waiting for jjong–spitty, teary, boogery jjong–to hug him too at about 7:03. minho is extra precious here because he sways while they’re hugging and pats him a lot and i just ;;;; minho ;;;;

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jjong bb just ;;; so ;;; teary and emotional. honestly he’s such an ugly and gross crier i wouldn’t come near him yet minho is just “my bro :’)”. he even wipes jjong’s tears away with his thumb and holds him from the side and then gets him a towel to cry into. minho is such a good boy.

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throughout this whole broadcast i just wanted someone to swoop in and hug jonghyun since he was crying so hard but no one did… and then minho came in to save the day. to save the Tiny Man. as soon as minho appears jjong does this weird thing with his neck, almost like he didn’t want minho to come, but then he gets up from his chair and minho is walking toward him with his arms outstretched and jjong just //melts//. he goes all limp in minho’s arms and lets minho sway him around. then at the end they hug again and pat each other’s butts and it’s so important to me.

in conclusion minho is the sweetest human being ever and there’s no one i’d rather have wipe away jjong bb’s tears ;;;

Bland L head canons someone stop me:

@mizzmello

-Was one of those little kids that didn’t expressly dislike you but would definitely shove a handful of sand down your pants if given the chance

-Likes plants but can’t take care of them himself, always forgets to water them

-Eats tic tacs, m&m’s, skittles and the like by the bag. Like he just opens the bag on one end, upends it over his mouth and chews.

-Slipped in the shower one (1) time and now he only takes baths

-Gets depressed often enough, but very, very rarely cries, and was worried that he was going to start doing so in the moments after Watari’s death. He never got the chance to

-On that note, he’s an ugly ass crier, like once he starts he can’t stop and he finds it hard to close his eyes and form words and his entire body shakes aggressively. 

-Never dries his hair because it fluffs up into this enormous black cloud that obscures the edges of his vision when he does

-Loved those glitter filled water tube toys when he was a child, and never really kicked the habit of putting them in his mouth. 

-Absolutely hates going on long walks so when he was little Watari would just tote him around in a backpack with his head sticking out whenever he had to

-He doesn’t remember jack shit from before he got to the Wammy’s house. It used to come back to him in pieces when he was younger and they were all completely indiscernible. The only conclusion he could come to was that he probably didn’t have a mother or any sort of older female figure during his early life. 

-Prefers to sleep in a chair or bed, but will sleep literally ANYWHERE after long periods without sleeping, always with his arms wrapped around his legs, sometimes upright and sometimes lying down. Sometimes in the middle of hallways, sometimes on the floor of the bathroom, sometimes at the foot of his own bed. Watari is instructed not to move him, but he will cover him with blankets sometimes.

-Started crouching when he sat when he was 7 years old. He hadn’t yet stopped sitting on Watari’s lap though, so he just crouched on his lap whenever the opportunity arose, completely ignoring the fact that a skinny ass child’s heels digging into your knees gets painful after a while but Watari totally ignored it bc he loves his frog son

Havent really seen any posts abt it, but Gwen is a brown woman and an "ugly crier" & its totally fucking cool.

Like women shouldnt be expected to always be 100% dainty in all our emotions & everything we do. Gwen was covered in dirt & stressed out and she was allowed to not be perfect.

shit my teachers have said

sometimes going to school is worth it.

  •  okey, you press that button & i’m just going to stand way over here. 
  •  i could go slower, but i don’t want to. 
  •  i’m glad you’re entertained. that’s very important to me. now shut up. 
  •  you have six seconds to answer & tell them to shut their phone. 
  •  oh, that’s nice. i’ve always wanted an iphone. could’ve at least fixed the screen, though. 
  •  hang on, i think my pizza rolls are on fire. 
  •  OUT, GET OUT, THE MICROWAVE CAUGHT ON FIRE!
  •  who wants to jump out of the window for me? it’s for an experiment. 
  •  what did you draw for me? 
  •  i thought people drew dicks on tables only in fifth grade. 
  •  DON’T AIM FOR URANUS. 
  •  can you hold my gun for a second? 
  •  it was not my intention to shoot you. 
  •  you laughed, i didn’t, did you notice that? 
  •  the angle doesn’t matter, does it? 
  •  oh, yes, because heaven forbid people start kissing. 
  •  as everyone knows, kissing leads to sex. 
  •  oh no! a boob! whatever are we going to do!? 
  •  what are you—five?
  •  how do you accidentally fall out of a plane? 
  •  congratulations, you just killed everyone. 
  •  THIS IS NOT A DRILL. it’s a screwdriver. 
  •  don’t be rude. share your gummy bears. 
  •  you can’t substitute water with spit. that’s just gross. 
  •  you can totally make a bowling ball out of feathers. 
  • *SCREAM OF TERROR*
  •  bless your ass out of here. 
  •  don’t give me any of that cheap stuff. 
  •  jesus can’t help you now. 
  •  i refuse to believe you’re that stupid. 
  •  i am done with your sarcastic attitude. 
  •  the only excuse for not coming is dying. 
  •  the only size that matters is the size of the statue. 
  •  i don’t get payed enough to deal with this.
  •  don’t cry, you’re an ugly crier. 
Math & Dinner Dates - Scott McCall

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Requested: Could you do another imagine like the one you recently did for Stiles where he confesses his love for you, but with Scott this time?

Summary: (Y/N) displays not only her sass but her knowledge in class leading to Scott asking for some help. After a few close calls Scott finally vents to (Y/N) his feelings.


“Does anyone know the answer? No one?” I sat next to Scott, my best friend since we were 2, deep in thought. I wonder how Dereks doing… I miss him… always bossing everyone around and making snarky remarks. I bet ya he’s eating baguettes with some really hot supernatural being that we don’t even know of. He was the best non-blood related big brother anyone could have. And I’m sure he looked at me as an annoying younger sister. I smiled to myself thinking about the old days when Scott had just been given ‘the gift’. 

“Is something funny, Miss (Y/L/N)?” I snapped out of my day dream and looked at Mr Trin, the maths substitute teacher. 

“No.” I mumbled.

“Oh, then you wouldn’t mind giving me the answer to the question on the board then.” He says as he leans on my desk. I smile sarcastically at him and give him a gesture shooing him to the side so I could see the question. 

“It’s a trick question. The answer is 0, just like the amount of tolerance I have for this class.” I smile sweetly at him as the class laughs a low rumble. Mr Trin stood dumbfounded, while I saw most of the class with their eyes wide staring at me as I was probably the last person they’d expect that from. 


“Damn, (Y/N)” I heard a voice from behind me as I strode out the class room. I look behind me and see Scott chasing after me laughing. “Didn’t know you had it in you!” Scott smiled. “But, on another note; you’re good at math?” He questioned.

“Surprisingly, yeah.” I giggle. 

“Would you mind if I came over tonight and you helped me out? I’m getting like 40%’s but told mum I’m getting 80%’s.” Scott winced slightly.

“Yeah, come over after school. Anything to ease Melissa’s stress.” I giggle. Melissa was like a second mum to me and I worried about how much pressure she was under with work, financial bills, Scott and his supernatural abilities, etc.


“No, you have to multiply it and then divide it. Here,” I say and demonstrate to Scott how to do the equation. I had only just noticed how close we were and we looked at one another before quickly moving apart and I did an awkward cough.

“I think thats enough maths for one night.” Scott said as he stood up ready to leave until we heard the front door open and close and in walked my dad.

“Oh, Scott. You’re here for dinner I presume.” He smiles.

“Oh, no I was just abou-”

“Nonsense. I bought way too much meat anyway.” He says with a wink. 

“Daaadd.” I whine with a slight giggle. Dad had just found out a few weeks ago about Scott’s werewolf abilities and he wont stop making jokes about raw meat or asking questions about being on heat. 

“You two go settle down while I put it on. Should be ready in 20.” He smiles and Scott puts his bag back down. 

“Come on, then.” I say as we walk up the stairs to my bedroom. 


“Why are we watching this again? It’s so sad!” I sniffle.

“You picked it, (Y/N).” Scott said matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, but still!” Scott giggles and wraps an arm around me as I snuggle deep into his chest to comfort myself. After a while I begin to feel his gaze on me and I look up meeting his eyes.

“What?”

“You’re just impossibly good at everything. You even look cute crying.”

“Oh, shut up. Everyones an ugly crier.” I laugh through my tears. Scott’s hand reaches up to my cheeks and he wipes away my tears. We begin to slowly lean into one another until dad calls us down for dinner. We pull apart again and make our way downstairs. 


“Thank you for dinner, Mr (Y/L/N). It was actually amazing!” Scott smiled. “I really must be going though. Mum finishes her shift in 30 minutes and I should be home.”

“Well, its been a pleasure.” My dad smiles and I stand up to lead Scott out. 

“Thanks for helping me with math by the way.” Scott smiles.

“All good…” I lead off as we awkwardly look at one another feeling an unusual tension in the air. “Ill see you tomorrow then.” 

“Yeah” Scott smiles uncomfortably before walking off. I go to close the door and then its gets stopped last second and pushed back open. “Okay, no. I have to say this. (Y/N), I’ve been in love with you for the past few months. Every time I look at you I just feel the need to be near you. I haven’t felt this way with anyone ever before. It’s insane. I just want to hold you and make sure you’re being treated right. Because you deserve the best. Better then the best, even. I know I’m rambling but I just can’t help it. I-” I quickly press my lips to Scotts and we share a deep intimate kiss. 

“I love you too” I whisper barely pulling away from him. We laugh and kiss again before I pull away and smirk at him. “See you tomorrow, lover boy.” I wink and close the door immediately pressing my back to it and closing my eyes, taking in a deep breath. I squeal softly and re-open my eyes, only to see my dad standing there sipping a cup of tea before he walks into the next door room. I smile and roll my eyes before running up to bed eager for it to be tomorrow already. 

my boy [p.p.]

Originally posted by spderman


Unashamedly based on the song ‘my boy’ by Billie Eilish.


Summary: Peter kind of takes you for granted.

Masterlist

Also inspired by @thesecreasefilledpages and her fic Bound To Lose


my boy’s being sus
he was shady enough
but now he’s just a shadow

Life was great. Emphasis on ‘was’.

You were in like with Peter Parker. Hell, you were almost convinced you loved him.

Almost.

There was just one little problem: The Stark Internship.

And Liz Allan.

So maybe it was more like two problems.

The Stark Internship had taken over Peter’s life. He barely spoke to you or Ned these days, focusing all his time and energy on pleasing Tony Stark.

Oh, and tutoring Liz.

my boy loves his friends
like i love my split ends
and by that i mean
he cuts ‘em off

It had all started in AP Chem. Lucky for you, you were fairly good at chemistry and you had virtually no problems in that class, working through redox reactions and stoichiometry like a pro.

If you were good at chemistry, Peter was great at it. He always knew what was going on and he never messed up, always able to solve whatever problem was thrown his way.

Unfortunately for you, Liz struggled with that class and eventually, the teacher assigned Peter to be her tutor. It started off with one session each week until eventually, they were meeting up almost every day after school for their study sessions. He had even missed Lego building day with you and Ned!

After a few weeks, he began blowing off dates using excuses like “Liz needs to study for the midterm” or “Mister Stark needs me to go check something out”.

You and Ned began to notice the slow changes and although they bothered you, you simply ignored them, choosing to spend time together with Michelle.

my boy, my boy, my boy
don’t love me like he promised
my boy, my boy, my boy
he ain’t a man and sure as hell ain’t honest

Weeks passed in the same fashion, with Peter only being around you, Ned, & Michelle before school and during lunch.

By this point, you and Ned were getting anxious. Ned missed his best friend and you, well you felt like you were slowly being replaced by Liz.

You could see the way Liz looked at Peter. She was impressed by him and his intelligence, you could tell.

You talked over your concerns with May, who admitted that she had noticed some changes with Peter but did everything she could to convince you that he still liked you.

Yeah, you needed reassurance.

my boy’s being sus
and he don’t know how to cuss
he just sounds like he’s tryna be his father

“So, if you and Parker aren’t a thing anymore, would you consider going out with me?”

You closed your locker and looked to your left, seeing Flash leaning against his locker as he smiled at you.

“Excuse you?” You asked, thoroughly confused.

Flash’s eyebrows furrowed together. “You and Parker aren’t a thing anymore right?”

You frowned. “What? Where’d you hear that?”

Flash looked behind you, causing you to turn around and follow his gaze. Standing a few feet away were Peter and Liz. Liz had her head thrown back, laughing at something Peter had said while he simply smiled. Liz’s hand rested on Peter’s arm, and you could see Peter walk forwards and open the door for her as they entered a classroom.

“Listen,” Flash’s voice broke through your dazed state. “I know I’m the last person who should be telling you this, but you should talk to Parker. No offense to Liz or anything, but if you were my girlfriend, I’d do anything in my power to keep it that way. You should talk to him.”

With a small smile and a last glance towards the classroom door, Flash proceeded to walk away, bumping into Ned as he left.

“Woah,” Ned said, coming up besides you. “I know that look. What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking…I’m thinking that maybe Flash isn’t as hopeless as we thought.”

my boy’s an ugly crier
but he’s such a pretty liar
and by that i mean
he said he’d change

You mentally chastised yourself as you sat on Peter’s bed, wondering if you had made the right choice by listening to Flash.

You sat up straight as the window opened, watching in slight awe as Peter crawled into the room, clad in his Spidey suit. He noticed you almost immediately and put a finger to his mouth, motioning for you to be quiet as he shut his door and locked it.

“(Y/N/N)! What’s up?” Peter asked as he took his suit off.

You glanced down at your lap, twiddling your thumbs as you thought over what you were going to say.

“(Y/N)?” Peter asked, slight concern evident in his voice.

“I think we should break up,” you said, wincing as the words came out as a whisper.

Peter chuckled slightly. “Can you speak up love? I could’ve sworn you said you wanted to break up.”

“I did say that Peter. I think we should break up,” you repeated as you stood up. You felt your cheeks flush as you looked at him, finally meeting his gaze.

His eyes were glazed over with unshed tears and you felt your heart break when not even a minute later, they started rolling down his cheeks.

“What- what did I do wrong?” Peter asked, his voice cracking as he spoke.

Your heart clenched at his words and you took a deep breath to maintain your composure. “Nothing Peter. It’s just, I feel like you’re a bit too busy for a relationship at the moment.”

“What? No I’m not. Please (Y/N),” Peter spoke quickly. “We can fix this.”

You could feel your eyebrows furrow involuntarily. “Peter there isn’t anything to fix. I just think you have a lot on your plate with you tutoring Liz and stopping crime.”

You felt your heart nearly shatter when Peter started sobbing.

“I’ll stop tutoring Liz”-he hiccuped- “but please don’t leave me.”

You took a step forwards. “Peter I won’t be leaving you. I’m still your friend and that’s not going to change anytime soon. And if Liz needs the help, there’s no reason for you to stop helping her.”

“Please,” he whispered. “What did I do?”

You flinched slightly and sighed. “Pete, you’re very busy. Stark has you running around all day and when you aren’t helping him, you’re helping Liz. You’re an amazing person and you should be focusing on your internship. It’s just, Ned and I barely see you anymore.”

“Don’t leave me,” Peter spoke sadly. “Please, I love you (Y/N/N).”

You breathed in deeply before smiling sadly. “I love you too Peter. But I don’t think it’s the right time for this- for us.”

“Things will change, I swear.

You looked down and bit your lip. “Goodbye Pete. I’ll see you at school.”

my boy, my boy, my boy
don’t love me like he promised
my boy, my boy, my boy
he ain’t a man and sure as hell ain’t honest

He had lied.

Things didn’t change, although he did seem to spend a lot less time laughing with Liz.

You and Ned still stuck together, waiting for the day when Peter would stop and realize that he had inadvertently shut you out.

While Ned knew about the break-up, he was blissfully unaware of the way your phone blew up with texts and calls each night. All from Peter.

You even had a few texts from Tony Stark, politely asking your to ‘forgive the kid. he hasn’t been at the top of his game lately.’

You had politely blocked the billionaire.

No matter how many times Peter called you crying, no matter how much your heart broke at his words, you knew that things wouldn’t change.

He would always continue to be Spidey and he would always continue to help anyone who needed help.

It was just the way your boy was.

you want me to be yours
well babe ya gotta be mine
and if you want a good girl, then goodbye
you want me to be yours
well babe ya gotta be mine
and if you want a good girl, then goodbye


Marvel Taglist: @tasteofswallowedwords, @purelittleblueberry (lemme know if y'all wanna be on my taglist)

ZODIAC SIGNS AS TYPES OF CRIERS
  • Aries: Sporadic crier; sometimes cry for what seems like no reason; always sputter and snot everywhere when they cry, although not a particularly ugly crier; great at cheering others up when they cry; can usually be cheered up themselves pretty quickly after a bout of crying
  • Taurus: Vulnerable crier; usually, all guards are up with taurus, but taurus often uses crying to break their walls down and show their vulnerabilities; can't stop crying once they start and sniffle for a very long time afterwards; need tons of comfort in the form of self-care, comfort food, and someone to coddle them in order to go back to normal
  • Gemini: Rare crier; can usually disconnect themselves from their emotions to prevent crying when they don't want to; can also produce tears when they do; even when they are so upset they can't control their tears, gemini often cries with a smile on their face; always feel humiliated after crying for real and highkey try to downplay it
  • Cancer: Angriest crier of the zodiac; cries because of duress, humiliation, embarrassment, and frustration; loud, hiccupy crying; unintelligible when crying and has to calm down before they can speak again; best at comforting others who are crying and want someone to do the same for them
  • Leo: Excellent at faking sadness for melodrama; great at keeping real tears under control in public and prefer to cry in private because they think it's ugly, but when life really gets to them they burst can out into public, uncontrollable sobbing
  • Virgo: Often cries quietly or silently; hiccups when crying; refuses to be seen crying in public even if it means holding back tears to the point it hurts and excusing themselves from the situation; uses crying to cope with heavy stress
  • Libra: Sensitive, empathetic crier; is usually a pretty composed, albeit snotty crier; can not bear to see others cry and has to comfort them or leave the room; cries more because of other people's problems then their own
  • Scorpio: Even better than leo at faking sadness and using tears as a method of personal gain; real crying is ugly and snotty; often cries due to frustration with the disconnect between themselves and their emotions; very unstable when crying and unintentionally lashes out when anyone attempts to comfort them
  • Sagittarius: Ghost crier; you'd be hard pressed to catch a sag crying; usually cry when in physical pain; emotional pain/stress must be unbelievably high before a sag cries and when they do, they do it for hours in private
  • Capricorn: Private crier; doesn't cry often, but when they do, it's very easy to tell; most prone to getting bloodshot eyes in the zodiac; somewhat quiet crier; almost never cries because of a movie, show, etc
  • Aquarius: Tear-shedder; 99% of the time, they can cry without a single sound, only tears dripping down their face; a very rare, rare 1% of the time, however, they are the loudest, ugliest, least composed criers of the zodiac and can howl into their pillow for hours, and then it doesn't happen again for long, long time; they don't understand people who cry all the time over trivial things, although they themselves have probably cried over their favorite book/movie etc
  • Pisces: Biggest crybaby of the zodiac; cries due to pretty much anything; sessions can last from one or two tears to hours of crying; crying is usually wet and snotty and they go through a million tissue boxes; least prone to getting bloodshot eyes but most prone to have very sensitive eyes all the time; most prone to crying because of movies, tv shows, books, etc; people often don't take them seriously when they cry because it happens so often but pisces ALWAYS have a reason for it (even if they don't know what that reason is themselves)

✴   BILLIE  EILISH’S   DON’T SMILE AT ME   PROMPTS. 

*  COPYCAT  :                                             
  • “   Don’t be cautious, don’t be kind.  
  •   You committed, I’m your crime.  
  •   Push my button anytime.  ”
  •   You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger finger’s mine  ”
  •   I don’t belong to anyone, but everybody knows my name.  
  •   By the way, you’ve been uninvited.  
  •  'Cause all you say are all the same things I did  
  •   Watch your back when you can’t watch mine.  
  •   You better love me, ‘cause you’re just a clone. 
  •   You’re italic, I’m in bold.   
*   MY  BOY   : 
  • “   My boy loves his friends like I love my split ends.  
  •   My boy don’t love me like he promised.  
  •   He ain’t a man and sure as hell ain’t honest.  ”
  •   My boy’s an ugly crier but he’s such a pretty liar. 
  •   You want me to be yours well then you gotta be mine.  
  •   How about someone who might be a type A?  
  •   And if you want a good girl, then goodbye.  
  •   Don’t love me like he promise.  
  •   I mean he said he’d “change”.  
  •   My boy’s being sus and he don’t know how to cuss.    
*   OCEAN  EYES   : 
  • “   I’ve been watching you for some time.  
  •   Can’t stop staring at those oceans eyes.  
  •   Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes.  ”
  •   You really know how to make me cry.  
  •   I’m scared.  
  •   I’ve never fallen from quite this high.  
  •  You really know how to make me cry when you give me those ocean eyes.  
  •  I’ve been walking through a world gone blind.  
  •  He left her lonely with a diamond mind.   
*   WATCH   : 
  • “   My heart skips eight beats at once.  
  •   If we were meant to be, we would have been by now.  
  •   See what you wanna see, but all I see is him right now.
  •   I’ll sit and watch your car burn with the fire that you started in me.
  •    Go ahead and watch my heart burn.  
  •   Your lies will never keep, I think you need to blow 'em out.  
  •   If I could get to sleep, I would have slept by now.  
  •   When you call me name, do you think I’ll come runnin’?  
  •   When you close your eyes, do you picture me?  
  •   When you fantasize, am I your fantasy?  
*  HOSTAGE  : 
  • “   I wanna be alone.  
  •   Alone with you, does that make sense?  
  •   I’ll build a wall, give you a ball and chain.
  •  Just let me hold you like a hostage.  
  •  It’s not like me to be so mean.  
  •  Yeah, you feel right so stay a sec.  
  • “  You’re all I wanted, just let me hold you.   
  •  And let me crawl inside your veins.  

hear me out….

Alyabug au w/ an identity reveal

Where Alya and LB both get hit by this akuma’s ray or w.e. and it makes them completely infatuated w/ each other

But like they still think normally and logically besides that

so LB knows she can just break this spell on them w/ a kiss because hey, if it could work w/ dark cupid with her other best friend, why not now?

So they kiss and it’s great and lovely but when they break apart their minds are suddenly clearer and they’re starin at each other and Alya’s rlly blushy and in awe but LB just looks kind of surprised at herself. Seeing LB’s expression, Alya’s turns heel and runs away

LB deals w/ the akuma and things go back to normal

But she cannot get that kiss out of her head and later Mari she asks Tikki if there can ever be residual effects of being hit w/ an akuma’s power, to which the answer is “No, but they can bring things to your attention you didn’t notice before”

So she transforms and she swings her way to Alya’s place and taps on her window until she hears her groan, get up, and come by to open it

LB had like this whole speech planned out but like looking at Alya (whose eyes are a little red-rimmed because she’s not dumb she can guess that LB only kissed her to break the magic) just makes her mind go blank

so instead she’s like “Um… can I come in?”

and what’s Alya gonna do, say no? Ofc not! So she steps aside and LB comes in and sits reservedly on the corner of her bed, hands clasped together and resting on her lap

“So…” LB tries to start, and she clears her throat

“So.” Alya says, her arms are crossed and LB can tell she’s like trying to keep her emotions in check

LB rlly has no idea what to say and Alya starts to pace which in turn makes her nervous?? And she knows this convo can’t wait so she deecides to just dive in

“I think we should talk about what happened between us today.” There. She said it. It’s out. Alya pauses and then resumes her pacing, th speed quickening. “Alya please? Can we just. Sit down, here, and talk this out?”

And god, Alya can’t deny her anything, can she? She sighs and sits down next to LB, farther than LB wanted, but it’s a start.

“I just-” LB says, but gets interrupted

“Look, you don’t have to worry about it, okay? I know you did what you had to do to fix things, it’s okay” Alya says, her voice breaking a little

“No, it’s not okay. You’re hurting, and that’s the last thing I’d ever want you to feel” and she reaches out and grabs Alya’s hands in her own. 

She gives her this rlly meaningful look and god does Alya’s heart stutter and trip like Marinette used to when she talked to Adrien. She decides just then, even if she is hurting, that she wouldn’t trade her love of the heroine for the world. she smiles just a tiny bit and she does feel a little better knowing that the other cares for her so much

“Really, it’s okay. I promise.”

“But you’re still hurting” she says w/ a frown

“Well, that tends to happen when feelings aren’t reciprocated, but-”

“But they are!”

Alya’s smile falters bcause of shock. “What?”

“They are reciprocated. I literally haven’t been able to think about anything other than the kiss since it happened.”

“Really?” alya asks, kind of breathless

“I mean, except for the hurt look on your face when you ran. It kind of made me re-evaluate everything-” she squeezes her hands- “and I swear I have to be one of the most oblivious people in Paris to not have realized the feelings I had for my best friend exceeded those of just friendship”

And Alya’s heart can’t take this bcause LB did not just insinuate what she thinks she’s insinuating

but she has to ask

“Mari?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t realize how I felt before I hurt you, Peaches”

The nickname confirmed her suspicions and she feels tears threatening to spill but rlly she doesn’t care about that because she knows Mari doesn’t care if her makeup runs or if she’s an ugly crier and suddenly she’s full-on crying

LB detransforms and suddenly mari’s there and she pulls alya into a hug, letting her cry into her chest as she holds onto her and she just. lets her cry herself out.

when it dies down alya pulls away just a little and looks up at her best damn friend and she means to say something cute but then-

“I think I ruined your shirt”

and Mari snorts and laughs and Alya joins in

but that dies out p quickly so it’s just them in the silence and dark of Alya’s room

and in a super quiet voice, Mari says, “I would love to kiss you again. It doesnt have to be now, of course, I know you’ve been through a lot toda-”

Alya doesn’t wait for her to finish before her lips crash into mari’s, and even though it’s messy and just a little rough, it’s also perfect

they accidentally fall asleep on each other, arms and legs in a tangle, marinette’s hand tangled in with alya’s hair. when they wake up, they place sleepy and slow kisses anywhere they can, be it on the cheek, neck, jaw, lips, etc., content in their shared body heat

it might take just a little while for ppl at school to figure out that they’re in a relationship because, aside from the kisses, their body language and touching is almost the exact same as it was before

who wants some unsolicited crying headcanons? here they are! it is pretty much canon that yuuri is an ugly crier. he gets all blotchy and snotty and viktor is torn between the fact that there is literally no way yuuri could ever be ugly in his eyes (there’s something very cute about the way his nose scrunches up when he cries) and “oh no, yuuri is crying, how can i fix this?” viktor, on the other hand, is the prettiest crier since lana del rey. he has tears made of murano glass beads that fall down cheeks so smooth they’ve never so much as heard of acne, and he looks like a vermeer painting. yuuri loves it when viktor cries. he has no shame.

(also, when yuuri cries, it’s usually because he’s having a panic attack; when viktor cries, it’s over things like his favourite fictional character having a bad day, makkachin wearing a cute bow, or seeing yuuri on the morning of their wedding day. much more pleasant.)

Kacchako Week Day 7: Fragile
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(This was the first idea I had for this prompt. Let’s see if I can pound out the second one afterwards…)

Something Only They See

Years have passed, goals have been gained, and as similar as he was to the boy of his high school years, he was also completely different. He’s learned to compromise (somewhat), he’s learned to not be afraid to lose (even less than somewhat), and he’s learned how to carve out a huge piece of his life to fit someone else in it (a lot).

Most of all, Katsuki has learned to care a little bit more- to look at someone else’s face and see exactly what lay underneath the veneer presented. Though, honestly, he’d only cultivated that skill for one other person and she was walking through their shared apartment door two hours late without the usual spring in her step. Even her permanently flushed cheeks seemed paler. She called out an absent-minded ‘I’m home’ as she toed out of her sneakers.

Katsuki set down the phone he hadn’t been obsessively glaring at for the past two hours and shoved his hand in his pockets.

“You didn’t float your phone into fucking oblivion again, did you?” he asked shortly, trying to sound more angry than worried.

Ochako glanced up sharply, eyes blinking wide, guileless, and bewildered. The bewilderment faded the more her big, brown eyes scanned over him- the casual suit, the yellow tie she’d bought him last year, the almost tidy style to his rat’s nest hair. Her already pale face blanched to ashen, pupils dilating to pinpricks as guilt struck her like a blow to the face.

“Oh no,” she gasped, straightening to her fullest height and covering her mouth with her hands. “I totally forgot! I can’t believe I forgot!”

Tears were brimming the edges of her lashes and that’s when he knew. Katsuki had known since their first year in UA that Ochako was bright, bubbly, and annoying cheerful, but she wasn’t a pushover. Her reasons for being a hero were different from his, so vastly different, but no less important. She would throw herself recklessly into harm’s way to attain her goal, just like him. Only being K.O.’d would hold her down. So, Katsuki knew that Uraraka Ochako was not fragile.

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bts reacts; his s/o having bad depression

heeeey, heeey
so, I kind of changed up the request a little. I hope you don’t mind.
I was already thinking about doing something like this, so thank you for requesting it.
so, yeah and enjoyyy

Namjoon-
he’d be really caring and supportive, whenever you felt “down” or was having a “spell” of depression he’d comfert you. smothering you in kisses and hugs, he’d never let you out of his sight.
where he sore you crying, even if it was over nothing or over something really small, namjoon would always bring a smile back to your face.

“babe, don’t cry. you’re too beautiful to cry.”

Taehyung-
to be honest, he wouldn’t know what to do. whenever you lashed out or got angry he’d be surprised but he’d understand why and try to calm you down without saying “calm down”.
he’d try making you smile by making weird faces or making funny faces, tae tae would just try everything because he hates seeing you annoyed and he hated it worse because he knew it was all happening because you’re depressed.

Yoongi-
suga would understand, obviously having his own dealings with depression he’d completely get how you was feeling and he’d know just how to make you feel better. he’d snuggle with you and tell you that he “needed you”, to be honest smol min yoongi would come out.
he’d want you to talk about everything with you, about why you were upset, how long have you been feeling like this. however, he’d never force it out of you, he’d wait until you were comfortable with telling him.

“[your name], i hate it when you cry, when you cry i cry, and we all know im a ugly crier.”

Jhope-
he’d probably cry with you, he hated seeing his baby girl cry and he’d always feel somewhat responsible for your unhappiness. hoseok would do everything and anything to try making you happy. and whenever you go irritated or impatient with him or anyone he’d just hug you, trying to remind you that everything was okay and that everything was going to be fine.
and he’d say endless “i love you” ’s because he knew that his love would calm you down.

“baby, i love you so much.”

Jimin-
you always had restless night either because you were crying or worrying way to much over small things that didn’t seam that big to jimin.
he’d usually stay up with you all night, and try and get you to sleep. jimin would always try your tears whenever knew ones started to role down your face and he’s kiss all over your face reminding you that he loved you. sometimes, when you two didn’t get any sleep he’d go to the studios extremely tried but he doesn’t mind, as long as he’s helping you.

“try and get some sleep now, beautiful.”

Jin-
locking yourself in your room became a regular thing for you, and isolating yourself would just be natural. but whever you was like this, jin would try his best to get you- he’d invite you to dates and just to hang out with the guys.
even if you didn’t want to come he’d just sit outside your room talking to you, and making sure you’re okay. jin would try and persuade you to let him in, and if you didn’t he’d understand but still sit outside your room until you decided to come out.

“babeee, please come out. me and guys miss you, hanging out is no fun without you there.”

Jungkook-
jungkook would notice everything, your change in appetite, your random outbursts of anger and frustration, the cry and anxiety, and that fact that you weren’t sleeping well. not to mention your lack of concentration.
he would be really concerned but he knew there’s wasn’t anything he couldn’t do about it other then hug you and say everything was okay. but it’d break him knowing he couldn’t really do anything himself to help.
but he made sure to go to every single one of your therapy sessions, even if you didn’t want him to go in with you he’d wait outside until they were over.

“okay baby, i’ll wait out here. i promise i won’t go anywhere, i’ll be here when you get back.”

okay, so i don’t know if you noticed but for each guy i did a different symptom of depression like namjoon and yoongi was about cry for no to little reason, jhope and taehyung was about getting really frustrated and lashes out, jimin was about not being able to sleep, jins was about isolating yourself and jungkooks was just about everything overall.

anyway, i really hope you liked it. and linking to the mental health thing, i just wanted to say if any of you wanna talk im always here and ive been through the same shit so you ain’t alone <3

thanks for reading!
love ya all!
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- kala