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A-Z NSFW: Joshua

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A = Aftercare 

Can I make the gentlemen!Joshua jokes yet? Anyways, yes yes, Joshua’s a lovely boy, of course he’s going to take mad care of you. Sex with him isn’t near rough, so honestly pains aren’t an occurrence he worries about in aftercare. Shower if you can walk, if not, you get the luxury of Joshua running you both a hot bath, with the best smelling bath bombs.  Aftercare is mainly just reassuring you’re okay, and satisfied, and he loves you. Lovey dovey couple stuff, in short.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

Aside from being the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, his eyes hold the most intensity when he’s with you. Almost supernaturally, a look from him is enough to leave you paralyzed, especially when those mischievous eyes are gleaming up at you from between your thighs. They add a whole new level to sex, something that’s not easily replaced, and he surely knows it and uses it to his advantage. As weird as it sounds, your back is the untypical favorite part of you to him, he loves watching your body curve from his mouth, or you arching back into him when he’s thrusting from behind, seeing your body react so much to his touch goes to his head fast.

C = Cum 

He’s not one to make a mess, or anything. It’s always in a condom, easy clean up, no worries, it’s all good. He’s not a fan of the whole ‘marking cum’ thing, semi thinks it’s a bit degrading so he’s not much for it. Condoms just make it easier to be safe and saves a needed clean up of sheets and a wipe down. 

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

Seeing as you can’t possibly be around 24/7, it was discussed and under strict rules for keeping them safe, a few choice pictures were taken of you two. That’s not the secret. The agreement was they were for when he’s away on schedule and promoting, and doesn’t have time to see you…but that’s the reason he takes so long in the shower…oops.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
I don’t see how any adult doesn’t know about sex, so obviously he’s aware of it. But experience is very minimal to none at all. How gentlemanly he is, and how he was raised, I don’t see baby Joshua out there getting his dick wet every other day. You’ll definitely have to teach him a few things, but he’s easily taught, so an one time teaching is all it takes.


F = Favorite position

I imagine Joshua being a very…clingy lover…He likes full on contact, so missionary, from behind with you both on your knees, your front pressed to his, etc. But his favorite, is spooning, especially in the mornings, you’re usually in that position anyways, and add morning wood to that, makes it a very good wake up call.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Joshua’s laugh…shoot me its so cute Sex is very lighthearted with Joshua, there’s no pressure to rush or be perfect. He’s not goofy per say, but it’s very apparent that there’s not expectation to be serious or incredibly sexy, etc. It’s really about loving each other, and having fun together. 

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Joshua’s very clean in my mind…especially since he’s in the shower for ages, I expect there’s some kind of manscaping going on. Not bare, or even close, but a nice trim.


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

[See Kink] Joshua’s a very lovey…lover lol so he’s really big on making sure his love is translated in sex. It’s not sex or fucking, he’s loving you, and he needs to make sure that’s obvious. It’s not much of a show, like movies, there’s no cheesy rose petals or mood lighting, but he’s very vocal with cooing about his love for you, and pillow talk is especially full of affection.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

The boy takes forever in the shower….boy you can think outside the shower, you’re in there jerking it stop lying…What boy doesn’t jerk off, honestly. He’s obviously not quick about it, so uh…yeah…

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
I really believe Joshua is a man of few kinks, the only things I can say I believe he’d have is praise and body worship kinks. He’s a really ideal boyfriend/lover, he’s very affectionate, and that crosses over into sex. He really enjoys pleasing your entire being while letting murmurs slip of his perfect you are and how much he truly loves you; he needs you to know how much he appreciates and adores you.


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Bed is the only place Joshua will have sex. The shower sounds to dangerous, and it’s not exactly a comforting thought that the boys pick locks, there’s so many waiting on the bathroom, and that in probably 30 seconds, another member is going to be in the exact spot he’s had his dick in you. He doesn’t like the risk of other places, getting caught or hurt, and gentleman!shua strikes again, making the bed the only option in his mind. Sorry y’all.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

[See Yearning] Joshua’s not really difficult to get wound up, he’s pretty sensitive to your touch, so use that to your advantage. The easiest way to let him know you’re in the mood and instantly put him on the same level, is just letting your fingers brush along his thigh and a slight squeeze of the muscle before you’re in dangerous territory. Appears like a typical display of affection, but between you two, you know exactly what it means.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Realistically, Joshua is pretty vanilla. You can write as many kinky church boy fics as you want, you can’t convince me he’s wild. He’s not into a lot of ‘kinky’ stuff, bondage, titles(Daddy, Oppa, Sir, etc), and things of that nature, aren’t really in his kink book.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
[See Toys] Because he doesn’t delve into a lot of different stuff, i.e different locations or toys and such, he lowkey feels like he has to make up for the lack of diversity in the bedroom, so his ‘sorry’ is being a beast at going down on you. It’s his favorite form of foreplay, laying between your thighs, keeping your hips down as he works his tongue over you, and listening to you whining and squirm under his touch. He typically gets his rocks off in you, rather than your mouth, so he doesn’t exactly need a bj but he’s not turning down the favor either.


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

When I think of Joshua, I weirdly always imagine Ne-Yo’s Lazy Love? Yeah, that’s what I see. Joshua’s pretty precise with his thrusts, he knows exactly what to do now, he’s a master. Buuut he’s dead set on a relatively slow pace, that speeds up to a pretty fast pace when either of you are close, and they air on the side of gentle 99% of the time.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Aside from the fact quickies aren’t quickies, considering it takes him a while to get there; Joshua just doesn’t like it. He likes being able to lay you out and worship your body, take you both to the clouds in pleasure, and the time crunch pushes a lot of the fun away from sex. Quickies happened a handful of times, just to kill the urge, but they’re very rare, he’s not fond of them. At all. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

In general, Joshua’s a pretty vanilla guy, nothing crazy or insanely adventurous will happen. Trying new positions is really all he’s okay and comfortable with doing, so don’t hold your breath on thinking you can have him decked in leather and tying you up and drip candle wax on you….ain’t gonna happen.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
I’m just gonna keep bringing up the shower exposure. He takes forever in the shower, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know a boy taking fifteen years in the shower means he’s jerking it. Sooo I’m pretty sure he lasts unusually long, pushing ten minutes is the norm for him, but because he holds out so long, one round is usually all he can manage. 


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
I don’t see Joshua using anything on either of you, realistically. The most he’d probably have, and rarely use, is just a simple bullet vibrator for nights when he’s feeling particularly like a tease. It doesn’t make an appearance often, though.


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Typically, he’s pretty lenient with you, not one to tease either of you when he can give you both pleasure. He’s got to be in a very particular mood to become a massive tease. The teasing he does, is more aims as to get you in the mood, or let you know he’s in the mood, thigh touches and kisses with just a little too much feeling behind them. Don’t worry, Josh is a good boy, he won’t tease you into next week. 


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
As part of the vocal line, I’m inclined to think he’s got a voice, yes? But his voice is pretty soft spoken, too. Joshua’s more on an under the breath talker, pretty much chanting to himself about how much it feels good, how warm you are, how much he loves you, breathless curses, etc.


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
While he’s no where near dominant, he’s not submissive. At least, in your relationship currently. But the first time, you dominated and topped, pretty much having to show Joshua what the deal is. The worst thing he’s ever said, is describing your first time together as “A more hands on sex ed class” i had a boy say that to me….didnt know what to reply with


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Intensely thinking about the dicc gif According to Nana, Joshua’s kind of long and skinny, so uh….it matches….a bit longer than average, pushing 5.5″ long and more on the slender side of the spectrum.


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

[See Stamina] Not to go there, but as someone that grew up in a church setting, I feel like I can have a say in this. From my experience, some of the horniest people I’ve ever met, were my church goers. Joshua’s our resident gentleman, that’s known, he’s good at keeping his hormones on a leash, but I he’s got a very high sex drive. He’s really ready to go at any time, may god have mercy on your holes.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Since Joshua isn’t a particularly rough lover, he’s not getting insanely overworked when you two have sex, he’s not exhausted by the end of it so he’s usually able to get up and continue with the day if needed. At night, you’ll just spend the time after getting cleaned up and turn to cuddling and watch T.V. During the day, he’s able to pull himself together and get on with what he’s got to get done, so he doesn’t sleep quickly after, if he sleeps at all. Joshua’s pretty capable of taking you to cloud 9 and continuing his duties afterwards, but that’s not to say when given the time, he won’t just curl up with you for a nap, but on the norm, he’s usually fine.

you can have physics, but we've got chemistry — p.p

im here, im queer, im disappointing because i’m leaving to go skiing rip sorry about tags and all that i’ll fix it when i get wifi


(not my gif yo if you know who’s it is please hit me up so i can credit) 

You didn’t hate Peter Parker.

On the contrary, if you had once looked past your stubbornness on competing with him academically, you two could’ve bonded over Jurassic Park and your similar music tastes and overall, would’ve been probably great friends.

But, no. Instead, you had sworn some sort of grudge against him when your physics teacher announced they had a new top of the class - bumping you into second place, Peter was taking first place. You were pretty level headed most of the time but physics was your best subject – and you were the best at it. To say, you weren’t the happiest camper with your silver medal.

So, no. You didn’t hate Peter Parker but you certainly didn’t like him. At least till now.

“What’s up, airhead! Get beaten out by Parker again?”

A flick in the head was accompanied with a barked laugh by none other than Flash Thompson. He smirked as your disgruntled frown quickly morphed into a glare, and he saw the opportunity to clap his hand onto your books, sending them to scattered across the ground. Fucking perfect.

Today, it seemed, was just not your day for a number of reasons– broken alarm clocks and no breakfast made up your rushed morning. You didn’t even want think about the crushing amount of homework you had due. You already felt like curling up on your couch and crying. Well, more so than usual. 

You sighed heavily, too tired to hold your glare at Flash’s retreating figure—though the word asshole did come to mind, one of many nasty insults. Looking at your strewn books across the hallway floor, you sighed again as you swallowed the cold string in your chest. So many things were going wrong today you couldn’t help but feel the unwelcome sting of tears behind your eyes. 

Oh god, not now, you thought bitterly. God knows what rumour would be spread if the wrong person saw you crying. Blinking them away furiously, you dropped to your knees and started gathering your books and papers, swallowing hard. Fucking Eugene with his fucking big fucking head who thinks– your bitter thoughts were interrupted as to your surprise, someone was suddenly crouching beside you, helping you.

Peter Parker, who you were sure disliked you as much as you did him, was holding out your chemistry book.

“U-Uh, I k-know it’s not really my business but– you, um, y-you’re smart, you know that right? Flash doesn’t know what he’s talking about and I’m like 100% sure you’re smarter than me. S-So, don’t worry about that.”

You stared—not a single intelligible thought was going through you head other than how different Peter seemed all of sudden. Every rotten thought you’d had about him seemed so pointless (seriously, what had you been thinking?) as you stuttered, trying to spit out a thank you that was getting caught on your teeth.

Finally, you managed to move, taking the book from Peter’s outstretched hand with a nod and a small smile Peter had never really seen before. And with a weird but adorable smile of his own, he stood and left. You watched him go, not even noticing how his words lightened the heaviness in your chest.

It was the moment you realized, you didn’t hate Peter Parker. In fact, you quite liked him.


“I do not like Peter Parker.”

“Mmhm.”

You glared pointedly at Michelle, best friend and partner is crime, from your spot on the bed beside her. It was your Saturday night sleepover, which consisted of snacking to the max, discussion of what new books should be read and a cheesy movie—Michelle would always pick out the faults & problems in them whilst you threw popcorn at her and tried to enjoy it. Both of you thoroughly enjoyed it so it became a tradition.

But unfortunately for you, somehow your conversation on the storyline in Clueless—“Okay, but it’s weird that- I mean, they were step-siblings.” “Yeah, but 5 years ago!”—had turned to the topic of Peter Parker.

Michelle had definitely noticed the subtle changes within you. Firstly, you didn’t completely object to sitting with Ned and Peter at lunch, where there was usually always some resistance. And secondly, you had smiled at Peter today—that was a definite warning bell that something had changed. You didn’t even notice how much you had changed; you didn’t even think that your ‘friendly’ actions towards Peter would be due to a growing crush that would soon be out of control. Not like you knew that.

But all it took was some expertly picked questions—“So when did your crush on Peter begin?”—and soon, you were trying to hide a your blushing cheeks and thumping heart and Michelle already knew.

“Just admit it, y/n. You’re into him.”

“I am not.

Arching a brow, Michelle sighed disbelievingly as she turned her full attention to her friend, ignoring the movie playing in the background. Staring hard at the bed spread, you fiddled with your fingers as you awaited her next comment that would likely kill your already failing argument.

“I’ve seen you looking at him in class.” She stated nonchalantly.

“I was glaring!”

“Looked like sexual tension.”

“MJ! O-Oh my go- no! I am not lusting after Peter Parker.” You spluttered out, obviously tripping over your words as your cheeks flamed at the very idea (I mean, the thought had crossed your mind but you’d never tell MJ that.)

Michelle smirked slightly, knowing just what the red in your face meant but let it linger in the air. She already knew you were crushing on him—that much was obvious. It was just a matter of whether she could get you to admit or not.

“Could’ve fooled me,” she smiled wider as you shifted, knowing you weren’t really succeeding in hiding your affections for the Parker boy. “Besides, you don’t glare at him anymore.”

You rolled your eyes in an attempt to look casual. “So, what if I don’t?”

“So, you like him.”

There was a moment of silence. MJ watched as you buried your face into a pillow in frustration, as it seemed there no was no real use in denying it any longer. 

You groaned into the pillow as you felt the heat creep up your neck again—why did you always get so flustered every time you thought about your crush? He was just a boy—a really cute boy with an adorable love for science and Star Wars with nice hair and sweet eyes and—you stopped your train of thought, blushing again at how carried away you got. You waited, your face still shoved in the pillow, for a few moments more before you retreated, a resigned sigh coming from your mouth.

“Okay, fine, yes—I’m crushing on Peter.”

Michelle smiled knowingly, not at all surprised as she threw a piece of popcorn into her mouth, turning back to the movie. You could see the smirk hidden in her face at her success of getting you to spill and you resisted the temptation to throw popcorn at her smug little face.

“Now, all you have to do is tell him.”

You laughed sarcastically at her words, grabbing a few pieces of popcorn to eat as you scoffed at the idea. “Yeah, that’s likely.”

Michelle turned her head back to you in a second, narrowing her eyes at your response. “No, okay? We’re not doing any of this pining shit that you love in all your books—you are going to tell him, because fuck leaving the first move to the guys.”

“It’s not about that, Michelle. Besides, he probably hates me for being such an asshole to him.”

“Flash Thompson is an asshole. You are not.” Michelle pointed out and you rolled your eyes, though couldn’t help but agree with the first of her statements.

“Fine, so he doesn’t hate me. He doesn’t like me either.”

“Oh no, he definitely does. All those time you were gazing at him with your sex eyes?”

You blushed deeply again, opening your mouth to deny it but thought the better of it. Michelle smiled at the notion, loving the fact she could tease you to her heart’s content now.

“He was looking at you whenever you looked away.”

It was almost dumb how your heart skipped a beat at her words, your mind tripping over thoughts as you pictured the scene. Man, you definitely couldn’t deny having a crush on Peter anymore—not that you’d really want to.


“I called it! I totally called it!”

It was Ned who was excitedly yelling in the crowded hallway of Midtown, you desperately trying to shush him as you shot a glare at MJ who did nothing to help. She even had the nerve to look amused.

“Leeds, so help me if you don’t shut up—“

“Sorry, sorry,” he breathed, a grin slung across his face with excitement clearly visible. “I just totally called it. This is so exciting, I’ve seriously been rooting for you and Peter ever since he—“

Ned stopped talking abruptly as he realized he was about to spill a secret he wasn’t allowed to and you frowned, wanting him to desperately finish his sentence. “Ever since he what?”

Ned grinned, looking way too giddy for your liking, giggling at your frustrated expression. “Sorry y/n, that’s classified information.”

You wanted to press him for more but the bell sounded throughout the hallway, Ned looking pleased at its timing. You groaned in annoyance, but started down the hallways besides your friends, narrowing your eyes at Ned as you walked. “We may not be partners in Physics but don’t think I’m forgetting about this. I want answers, Leeds.”

You wish you’d never spoke.

At the words ‘partners’, Ned’s expression changed as he peeked around you to see if MJ had the same idea as him—a devious but brilliant idea. You glanced between your friends as your eyebrows furrowed, watching a silent exchanged as it ticked over in your head.

“Oh, no. No. Michelle, you can’t abandon me! I need your answers to keep up in class.”

Your trio had reached the classroom, slowing to a halt outside, but you feared entering it as you looking at your friends with pleading expressions—don’t do this to me, guys. MJ, however, only grinned, agreeing with Ned for probably the first time in her life.

“’Today, you can copy off Peter.”

“Who’s copying off me?”

You jumped a little, startled at the new voice that joined the conversation, turning quickly to see Peter, a backpack slung over his shoulder and curious expression on his face. Not now heart, you whispered internally as it picked up in pace at the sight of Peter and his messy curls.

“y/n is! She’s real stuck so she asked to sit with you today.”

You flushed, scowling at Ned and his lie but unable to stutter out your denial as the four of you entered the classroom, yourself, very reluctantly.

“W-What? y/n, as in, best in class, top of science y/n?” Peter glanced quickly at you for confirmation, a nervous expression on his face with a tint of a blush on his ears. Though you weren’t really sure why he was blushing—his nerves could be blamed to the fact you were cold to him throughout the majority of your relationship but blushing? Different thing.

You froze as your thoughts wound on, stutters clambering up your throat till all you could do is nod, an unwelcome blush settling on your cheeks.

You were going to kill Ned.

Following behind Peter, you quickly flipped off your two other friends as they both waved merrily—you had no idea how you were going to survive an hour next to Peter. Last week you had an extreme dislike for the boy so you’d never had a problem with how you acted around him.

But now. Now, you were overcome with dumb little butterflies and feelings and you were sure Peter would be surprised if you showed him even a smile. How were you going to last an hour?

Clearing your throat, you awkwardly perched on the science stool as you debated scooting in as far from Peter as you could or using this as a chance to get closer to him. Physics was usually more book work than practical which you couldn’t decide if that was good or bad—practicals meant talking and you really didn’t want the wrong thing to come out of your mouth. And the chances of that happening were highly likely with being so close to Peter—it was almost embarrassing how nervous you were to sit beside him.

On the other hand, bookwork meant the awkward elbow bumping plus watching an adorable Peter Parker with his pencil behind his ear and a messy scrawl of, probably correct, answers. The scratch of the chalk on the board told you the page to turn to and your fate it seems, would lie with bookwork. (You couldn’t lie, you were upset about not being able to see Peter nerd out up close but bookwork would suffice.)

“D-Did you really need help?”

Your head shot up and Peter gulped, waiting anxiously for your reply with an awkward smile–while you might’ve disliked him, it didn’t stop Peter’s heart from becoming a kickdrum whenever you were near.

It was the most heart aching thing to watch you sneer in his direction when all he wanted was a smile. MJ definitely wasn’t the only one to notice the change in attitude- and he was soaking up all your millisecond smiles like it was sun. He wouldn’t admit it to Ned, but the reason Peter was having the best week was all due to your small smiles and waves that he cherished far too much.

You hadn’t replied and Peter swallowed nervously again, stammering out more words. “I-I mean, it’s not all that tricky if you need help—n-not that I think you need help, I mean, you’re smart! Like r-really smart and I don’t think, uh, I’m…just gonna…stop.”

Restraining the urge to smile giddily at his adorable blushing face which he was hiding as he pretended to read his book, you were reminded of the quiet smiles that you shared in the hallway, not even a week ago. “Uh, yeah, help would be great.”

Peter’s eyes widened as he tried not to turn his head too quickly (couldn’t let you know how excited he was that you were talking to him). You paused for a moment, swallowing the knot in your throat as you pushed out the next words as least awkwardly as possible. “I—um, I never got to thank you for what happened. With Flash.”

Peter met your eyes for a moment, surprised at your soft tone of voice– nice y/n? Error, Peter doesn’t know how to function. So surprised, he opened his mouth and spat out the first words on the top of his head. “Why do you hate me?”

Pausing in your thoughts, you ignored how his disheartened face made your heart jump and tried to pick the words to explain. Why did you hate him again? He hadn’t ever done anything wrong, not to you at least. So what if he was the top in the class?

“I-I don’t know?”

“Was that a question or a statement?” Peter nervously laughed but the grin was uneasy.

“I mean, I guess the top spot was always easy to obtain? Nobody ever really tried to compete against me. Well, except for Susan Posper but we all knew she wasn’t smart enough.” Peter chuckled at your words, remembering how you had once slammed Susan Posper in debating during English- the girl hadn’t stood a chance.

“Then, you came along. And everything changed–now, I have to work extra hard and to be honest, I have been falling behind and I guess that is why Michelle thought that me needing help would be a good cover up.”

“Cover up? For what?” Peter inquired, his voice confused and you froze on your stool, a tiny panic exploding in your chest.

“O-Oh, um n-nothing. I need help. I obviously need help. That’s it. Nothing else.” You awkwardly stammered out.

“y/n? What’s wrong?” he asked, watching as you fiddled with your fingers in a nervous gesture before peering up at him through your lashes, searching for something. You took a deep breath and Peter prepared himself for the hey i actually hate you, this lab partnership isn’t going to work. “Peter, I–”

“–y/n y/ln. Since you’re so up to talking today, can you please come solve this equation on the board?”

With a deathly glare, Peter watched as you nodded and stood but not before furiously scribbling into the corner of their book before pushing the stool back and stalking to the front, glancing over you shoulder at Peter. Curiosity overpowering him, Peter’s eyes quickly skimmed over your scrawled message.

hi yes i have a crush on you peter

Nine words messily scribbled that made Peter’s heart clang around in his chest, his eyes shooting up to the board where you had just finished the question. You were waiting, holding your breath in anticipation.

Peter beamed. It was all you needed. He had questions of course, but right now everything was just giddy. He’d never felt more like a teenager, biting his lip as he shifted excitedly on his stool and you quickly took a seat next to him. Mirroring grins, this time the silence wasn’t awkward somehow as you both wondered what this meant for what would happen next.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

You laughed at his fast reply, unsure what to do next. You glanced at Peter who seemed to be thinking the same thing, fiddling with his fingers but sending you a smile every couple of seconds as well as flicking his eyes down to the corner of your book where the message was- checking it was real.

Peter let out a tiny gasp of surprise when you reached across and took his hand in your own, gently holding it beneath the desk. With wide eyes, he leaned back and peered under the desk as if to actually check this was happening. Grinning stupidly, he then turned to look at you and you grinned back, squeezing his hand ever so slightly.

Somehow holding Peter Parker’s hand under the desk in science was slightly better than beating him in Physics. He could have top of class; you’d take holding his hand over that, any day.

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anonymous asked:

hi mom!! idk if you listen to day6 but i saw that you mentioned jae in BM's college au so i was wondering if you could write a neighbour au for jae? you dont have to though! Thank you!! :))

listening to day6 really cheers me up!! here’s some neighbor!jae for everyone~!!

  • sungjin and wonpil tease him for being messy,,,,but his apartment is surprisingly well kept and spacious 
  • and kind of ??? aesthetic even like damn jae you even went to ikea and bought one of those cute little potted plants for your windowsill and a clock that looks like a cats face and ,,,,,,, oh my god are those,,,,,,fairy lights???
  • jae doesn’t admit it,,,,but he likes it when things are pretty and clean
  • he keeps his guitars in the living room on stands and he likes to practice on his off time 
  • and when some of the kids see him with the guitar case over his shoulder they always run over and ask if he’s a rockstar which just makes him laugh a little and he’s like “yes i totally am!” and they’re like whaTS you’re STAGE name?????? and he’s like the chicken master jokes jokes
  • some of the older people refer to him as that ‘tree boy’ because of his height and it’s kind of endearing,,,,kind of embarrassing
  • and you move in like two weeks ago and you don’t know anything about jae,,,,,but you learn very fast that he’s a musician
  • because you can hear him practicing every damn night
  • but you know you don’t want to blame him because HEY you’re a musician too, but you’re not into rock like he is,,,,,,,,no you’re into classical music and that’s why when you sit down to practice your violin you almost fall of your chair when you suddenly hear the loud speaker from next door
  • and this happens almost every night and at some point you can’t handle it 
  • so you wait until the next night when it’s about half an hour before jae usually starts to practice and you open your balcony door and step out and are happy to see that the door to jae’s balcony is also open
  • and you start to play. as loud as one can play on a violin
  • and it’s only a matter of minutes before jae is out on the balcony with a confused expression and he’s like “what are you doing practicing out here????” and you’re like “THIS IS WHAT YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH FOR NOT LETTING ME PRACTICE FOR TWO WHOLE WEEKS”
  • and jae is like ????????? WHAT and you’re like YOU AND YOUR DAMN GUITAR CAN SUCK IT MR PARK
  • and you think haha you have won but suddenly jae disappears inside and then comes back lugging his amp and guitar and you’re like ??? wha- and he’s like “fine, two can play at that game”
  • and you’re like “what are you gonn-”
  • but then you guessed it he starts playing there too, putting the amp on a higher volume to the point where you have to cover your ears and you’re like whatever amp or no amp you’re gonna beat this arrogant guy
  • and you begin to play on your violin and you try harder and switch to a more aggressive piece
  • and jae is strumming away banging his head like he’s at a damn concert
  • and you two must look so crazy to anyone who accidentally walks by and looks up at this balcony scene but neither of you stop
  • nope you don’t not until you’re both out of breath and the neighbors are coming out onto their balcony to tell you two to quiet the hell down
  • and you and jae are looking at each other and you’re like “meet me in the hallway we’re gonna settle this.” and you both meet up and you have your violin and he has his guitar and you’re like “let’s go to the roof where no one can bother us.”
  • and this is the silliest fight honestly and by the time yall lug him amp up the stairs you both settle down and look at each other,,,,,,,,,,and burst into laughter because GOD WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING
  • like you haven’t even properly spoken but here you are having the duel of the century
  • and jae is like “we’re kind of,,,,dumb for coming up here” and you’re like “touche,,,,,,,but here we are”
  • and jae is like “i like the violin by the way.” and you’re like “i like the guitar.” “electric guitar” “boy, don’t ruin this.”
  • and you both grin at each other but you shiver because woah it’s colder up here and jae shrugs off his sweater and hands it over to you and you thank him, putting your hands through the big sleeves like it’s the mOST natural thing
  • but then once again you two realize,,,,,,,
  • ,,,,,,you haven’t even properly spoken and yet here you are wearing his sweater,,,,,uh,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • young k from somewhere: well i guess that just means you two have to date now. obviously you like each other. the end
  • jokes jokes but it’s true you obviously,,,,are both interested,,,,,like two cute musicians dating???? one classic musician one rock musician????? i think YES 
A Christmas-to-New-Years-to-Valentine’s-Day-Gift: “Your Arms Around Me”

IT’S FINALLY DONE! AND IT ONLY TOOK ME THREE MONTHS! (nervous laughter) 


But here it is! “Your Arms Around Me”, a… romantic short comic starring @procerperficio and @alternatefiction, based on the song by Jens Lekman (about a man who is so distracted by his girlfriend’s entrancing beauty that he accidentally cuts off the tip of his finger). I changed a few words to fit the situation, and I pretty much had to invent an imaginary kitchen for the first few scenes. Also, I realize that setting this mid-August isn’t exactly the most seasonal gift. And that’s about it as far as disclaimers go. 


This is the first time I’ve really done a full project on my own time, all my work comprises of either rough sketches or small pen drawings, and the comics I’ve done are either very rough or very short. This was my very first time drawing storyboards first, then going in with pencil, then doing over in pen. It’s been quite the experience, and I feel that I’ve come out a stronger artist than before, if I should allow myself the praise. Now, I’ll shut myself up before this becomes an essay. I hope you enjoy this!


(Oh, pssst, Cim&Eva: I’ll be leaving the link to something like an author’s note in your inboxes, so click ‘em when you have a minute!)

Too Close For Comfort

Originally posted by leakees

Pairing: Sami Zayn x Reader

GIF Credit: ^^

Warnings: Swearing and really rude and hurtful things but then fluff at the end, also, claustrophobia.

Rating: Mature (for only swearing)

A/N: This was a request from an anon AGES ago: “I’m a sucker for hate/love things so I’m going to request it with Sami to feed your need lol Reader and Sami TOTALLY hates each other and are always fighting like they cant even see each other without saying something rude (Im also a sucker for rude and angry Sami) turn out they get stuck in the elevator together and one of the is claustrophobic so the other has to comfort it and they end up kissing each other and having a lot of fluff but then she says “I still hate u” so he try to change that

Sami Zayn is a fucking asshole. Whatever his fans said about him didn’t matter, you hated him. He hated you too. It all started when you came up from NXT. There was something he just didn’t like about you, and he made it known to everyone. “So please explain y/n, who did you have to sleep with to get here?” Even Kevin Owens glared at him, mouthing “what the fuck man?” at him.

“I worked my fucking ass off and you say that shit to me?” Sami just rolled his eyes and walked past you, slamming his shoulder into yours. It took everything in you to not run up and slap the hell out of him. Fuming, you stormed back the locker rooms. That’s how it’s always been between you two, pure loathing and hatred.

You were called up to the main roster about two months after Sami did. When he was gone from NXT, it felt like you could properly breathe again. Now he was back. The first few weeks were okay, just a few snide comments from both sides. Then it got bad. You started up a rivalry with Charlotte leading up to Wrestlemania 32 and would be placed in the match along with Becky Lynch and Sasha Banks. Sami thought you were overstepping your “low status”. Your arguments would get so heated that people from Kalisto to the Big Show would have to separate you two. The fights were vicious. Although Sami wouldn’t hit you because he said it was against who he was, he made it clear that he would love to. You, on the other hand, didn’t care how you looked to others. Before you could usually smack his smug little smile off his face, someone much stronger and more level headed would swoop in and throw you over their shoulder. Whoever was brave enough would have to dodge your fists and knees as you tried to claw your way back to Sami. Kevin would usually come in and try to calm down Sami.

It was Wrestlemania weekend and like most NXT alums, you had just seen Takeover Dallas. It was amazing, minus Sami’s match. Not that it was a bad match, but Sami kept glaring at you when he would attack Shinsuke, like he wished it was you in Shinsuke’s place. 

After catching up with everyone, you along with the huge group of main roster stars, headed back to the hotel. You lingered a bit down in the bar, just sipping on a coke because the last thing you needed was a hangover during the biggest match of your life. Finally, you decided to head upstairs, taking the elevator to save your legs the strain. Once in, you hit the number 7 button and it flashed. Sami came sprinting in, just barely making it.

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Magic Kaito Chapter 36 [English Translation]

Happy KaiAo day!

  • The danger divides two destinies
  • And Thief’s choice is…


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Circumambient

Adjective

[sur-kuh m-am-bee-uh nt] 

1. surrounding; encompassing:
    circumambient gloom.

Origin:
1625-1635; Circumambient is from Latin circum, “around, round about, on all sides” + ambire, “to go around, to surround,” from amb-, “on both sides, around” + ire, “to go.”

“Facing reality, then, implies accepting one’s essential powerlessness, yielding or adjusting to circumambient forces, taking solace in some local pattern or order that one has created and to which one has become habituated.”
- Yi-Fu Tuan, Escapism

anonymous asked:

Our OM’s on paternity leave, so when he came in the break room today I was so surprised that I just blurted out “uh hey K, congratulations on the baby, what the fuck are you doing here?”

[scenario] [request] miscommunication

5: “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”  
33: “Please don’t do this.” 

(i cried while writing this keke enjoy~) 

Title: miscommunication

Member: jihoon ft. seungcheol, got7′s jaebum & jackson

Genre: angst w a happy ending

Word Count: 1792

“Jihoon, get up. It’s our turn to get breakfast.” Seungcheol shakes the fellow member awake vigorously, making Jihoon grumble curses and swat weakly at Seungcheol’s hand.

“(F/N)’s working today.”

“All the more reason not to get up,” Jihoon mumbles, sitting up anyway. Seungcheol pats down his bedhead and shrugs, tossing Jihoon a pair of jeans nearby.

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paroxysm

[par-uh k-siz-uh m] 

(n.) 1. a sudden, violent outburst; an uncontrollable fit of violent action or emotion. 2. a severe attack, sudden recurrence, or increase in intensity of a disease. 3. any fit or convulsion.

Overcome with the shock, she flew into a paroxysm of despair, tearing at her hair and heaving up deep, groaning sobs from the darkest pits in her spirit.

Mingyu crushing on you !! // scenario

Originally posted by visual-17

A bullet-point scenario starring everyone’s favorite housewife and puppy Mingyu!

Request scenarios and reactions on my page if you’d like :)


- I love Kim Mingyu

- you know why?

- it’s because he’s just so

- confident

- and talented in so many ways (BOY DO I LOVE TALL BOYS WHO CAN DANCE)

- and shameless

- and legit the type of guy you’d wanna bring home to your parents

- he’s a m a z i n g

- and if you’re the person he develops a suuuper huge crush on

- well god damn you are one lucky girl

- ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOU INTO THE STORY

- you’re a few weeks into your internship at pledis, and you’ve already met a handful of svt members

- but not all of them

- so one day, you’re busy putting away some finished paperwork for your job at the company building

- you hit an intersection between two hallways when all of a sudden

- a huGE ASS TREE COMES RUNNING INTO YOU FROM THE OTHER HALLWAY (yall should know what I mean by tree lolol)

- you get knocked onto the floor, and it looks like whatever hit you took a fall as well

- the paperwork in your hands go flying all over the place, and the back of your head hits the wall pretty loudly

- as you rub the part of your head that hurt, the “tree” (a really handsome one, I must say) looks to you as he rests on his side, eyes widened and mouth slightly agape at the sight of you

- you recognize him

- it’s one of the members you haven’t talked to before

- he’s not just any tree

- he’s the visual tree, Mingyu

- “OH MY GOD I’M-I’M SO SORRY- ARE YOU OKAY???” he panics as he gets off the floor and kneels next to you to check if you’re fine

- your eyes squint at the slight pain, but you nod yes anyways. “Yes, I’m fine.”

- it really hurts actually lol

- he helps you sit up against the wall and checks your head, figuring that the pain could only be coming from there since you’re clutching it like that

- he notes the pain in your face and shakes his head

- “don’t lie, I know it hurts.”

- you try to convince him that you’re fine as you begin to collect your scattered files, but he grabs your hand before you could grab another sheet of paper

- “come here,” he says and assists you in getting up. he gets you to sit on a chair in one of the vacant offices

- once you get settled he continues, “I’m gonna go grab an ice pack from the freezer downstairs. Don’t pick up another piece of paper from the floor while I’m out.”

- one side of you is thinking

- “aw this guy is so sweet and considerate, I’m mELtiNG”

- while the other side is just

- “bitch don’t tell me what to d0 lmao″

- so you get up to collect the rest of your sheets in the hallway before quickly scampering into the room again to pretend you were there the entire time

- you hope the guy is dumb enough to not notice that there’s suddenly no mess in the hallway when he gets back

- and luckily he’s too busy thinking about the pain in your head to care about the papers at the moment

- so he comes rushing back into the office with a small cloth and an ice pack

- he takes your hand off of the part of your head that you were holding and places the ice pack there

- “I’m so sorry, really. You don’t know how bad I feel right now,” he says while holding the ice against your head

- “No, it’s okay,” you reassure him. “I should have been looking before crossing.”

- “I was the one who slammed into you though,” he replies. “I shouldn’t be running around here in the first place.”

- you hate to waste his time so you take a hold of the ice pack and get up from your seat

- “I can put the ice pack back in the freezer later. Thank you for your help, Mingyu.”

- “oh,” he says. “Are you sure?”

- you nod

- “okay, I’m sorry again. Really.” You can tell he’s being sincere

 - the both of you exchange bows and you proceed to leave the office with your files

- “hey, you’re y/n, right?” he asks

- “yeah, that’s me. I’m surprised you know my name,” you say shyly

- he laughs, “yeah the other members talk about you sometimes. I’m actually surprised you know my name too, since there’s so many of us.”

- “well, they told me to watch out for a tall and clumsy guy around here named Mingyu, so I figured that guy is you.”

- Mingyu’s jaw drops, but his shocked expression turns into a smile

- “wow, from what I heard about you from the other guys, I really wasn’t expecting you to be this sassy,” he scoffs

- “well, it looks like they haven’t told you enough,” you laugh and leave the room *high-fives self*

- as you’re putting all the files away in their respective places, you can’t help but think of how sweet and cute Mingyu is

- like, sure he just bodyslammed into you a few minutes ago

- but his accommodating nature was so niceee

- and he’s got looks on top of that :33

- you can’t possibly think he could get any better oh boy just wait

- little do you know that Mingyu is still cursing at himself for messing up in front of an innocent intern

- a pretty cute one too lol

- he wishes you guys could’ve met in a better way

- but it’s okay, he thinks to himself

- to make up for it, he’s gonna make an actual effort to get to know you and fix his reputation

- he was drawn to the unexpected level of sass you gave him a piece of

- well, if you’re gonna give him a slice of your attitude

- he’s gonna give you a slice too

- a slice of homemade cake, that is

- bc the poor puppy would still feel bad about what happened the other day

- he’ll find you a day after the incident to hand you a slice of cake that he made himself

- you’d insist that you don’t deserve the slice, since you think half of the incident was your fault

- but he’d literally open up the container of cake and shove a piece of it into your mouth

- “iF YOU DON’T ACCEPT THIS, THEN I’LL ACCEPT IT FOR YOU,” he says

- “I also spent 3 hours trying to make this last night, pls take it :(”

“you’re cute too,” he’d say in his head

- so you taste it and

- omg 

- it’s not cake

- it’s heaven

- you immediately compliment him on the cake, and he blushes

- “if he can make this cake by himself, then I guess he isn’t as clumsy as the others say???” you think to yourself

- he has redeemed himself

- AND THUS your friendship with Mingyu begins !!

- it wouldn’t take long for him to fall for you though

- believe me when I say he is a softie

- this makes Mingyu the fluffiest crush-er

- he’s so into making his thing for you obvious

- but 99% of the time you’ll take the hints he gives you as jokes

- he’d also be super willing to do couple-ish things with you even if you guys are just friends bc this boy just cAN’T WAIT

- he wants you to know that he can be a really good potential boyfriend

- so whenever you guys hang out, he’d try extra hard to be funny, impress you with his skills, and ofc flirt

- “someone’s looking really pretty today~” he’d say. he’ll probably flash a smile and wink as well what a grease ball

- “shut up, Mingyu. we all know I look like shit today,” you’d reply

- “but you look beautiful all the time,” he’d say in his head

- his flirting would be so frequent

- the members would see it too and probably want to puke

- but it would be so frequent to the point that the members would think he’s just messing with you

- they wouldn’t actually think it’s a crush

- if anything, Mingyu would have to talk to Wonwoo about liking you if he can’t keep it to himself any longer:

- “hey Wonwoo,”

- “yeah?”

- “what if I told you that… I actually like y/n?”

- “wait, rEALLY?”

- “yeah, man.”

- “LOL I thought all of the flirting was just for fun.”

- “nah, dude. I actually meant it.”

- Wonwoo would ask Mingyu if he is actually gonna confess or something, and Mingyu would definitely say yes

- but he doesn’t know how to do it???

- like, he’s got the guts to confess and everything

- but planning out a cute way to tell you how he feels would be difficult

- he doesn’t want you to laugh at him when he actually confesses bc the last thing he wants you to think is that his confession is just another one of his flirty “jokes”

- Mingyu wants you to catch onto what he’s trying to say right away so that the whole moment stays special :’)

- Meanie YES would have to brainstorm through a whole lot of confession ideas

- and then the perfect plan will hit them

- so on one fine day

- Mingyu would text you during one of your intern shifts

- “Y/N Y/N Y/N”

- “what do you want now,” you’d text back

- “are you in the company building rn?”

- “yeah, why?”

- “meet me in the practice room asap k byeee”

- “uh okay?”

- so you finish up whatever you were doing before heading down a floor to the practice room

- but when you arrive at the practice room, you check the tiny door window

- there’s no lights on???

- all you see through the window is pitch black

- “is Mingyu even there?” you think to yourself

- you hesitate for a moment, but a part of you just doesn’t ask and opens the door anyways

- you look straight ahead and find a orange glow coming from the floor

- it’s a cake with candles

- and being illuminated by the cake is none other than your favorite germ ball

- Mingyu

- “dude, wth you look really creepy right now,” you’d laugh

- Mingyu would try hard to hold in his laughter and say

- “shut up, just come here.”

- “can I turn on the lights at least?” you ask

- “NONONO just sit here please~”

- so you walk over to the cake and sit in front of it. Mingyu is sitting across from you. the cake is all that’s in between you and him

- you spot an envelope to the right of the cake with your name on it

- he spots your glance at the envelope and says “go ahead, take it.”

- “Mingyu, if you think it’s my birthday today, you’re about 6 months off.”

- he’s nervous

- “IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK. JUST OPEN THE ENVELOPE FOR GOD’S SAKE, Y/N.”

- so you do

- and inside the envelope is a card with a little heart on it

- you open up the card and read its contents:

“y/n I know this will sound stupid but please just answer this question:”

- “do you like me?”

- “if so, blow the cake candles.”

- “if not, just use your hands to blow out the candles.”

- tbh the idea did sound kind of stupid but

- you blush

- he’s caught you off guard

- and for real this time

- truth is that you’ve liked him since you guys first met

- you always thought his flirty jokes were all to poke fun at you

- they were cute

- but you didn’t really think he meant it

- everything was slowly coming together now

- does he… really like you??

- welp it’s time for you to throw another snarky comment to make suRe

- “you’re trying to get me to burn off my fingers, aren’t you” you say

- and you expect him to snap back at you

- but he doesn’t:

- “y/n listen, I really like you. I just wanna know if you feel the same.”

- “just please answer the question.”

- so

- you take a deep breath to work up the strength needed to blow out the candles

- but just before you can blow the candles out

- Mingyu quickly shoots out a breath of air and beats you to it

- and he swiftly takes your cheek in his hand to plant a kiss on your lips

- DSJKFHDSLHBGIUJGBSGKDJFBGLIFDUGJBDN;OF WHAT IS LIVING

- you smiled into the kiss and he followed

- he lets go of your lips after taking in the moment

- “that kiss might be sweeter than the cake I made for you.”

- you punch him in the shoulder

- “you’re gross,” you laugh

- he moves to your side of the cake to give you a warm hug in the dark

- “but I wouldn’t have you any other way,” you say with a smile