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anonymous asked:

herro can i request a minteye yoosung au :3

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MORNING AFTER WITH EXO || Friends version

waking up next to your best friend after a drunk one night stand can’t be good… right?

Minseok:

★when he first wakes to see your sleeping naked form next to him he’s sit upright in horror
★after finding the condom wrapper on the floor next to his clothes he’d chill out
★he’d wash, dress then go out to the kitchen
★when you wake to an empty bed, you think the small flashes of memory from last night were just part of your dream
★but after a few minutes, coffee begins to spread it’s delightful aroma around your room
★you wrap yourself in your dressing gown and follow the scent to it’s source
★and looky here
★a minseok
★upon hearing your footsteps, he turns to offer you a small smile
★'morning’
★'hi’
★'i raided your cupboards to make breakfast’
★you’d laugh at how cute and chill he was
★moving to sit on the counter next to him
★he’d give you a mug of coffee and offer a plate of pancakes
★'so about last night…’ you looked over his face
★'from what i remember it was good. and it’s nice not waking up to chaos like at the dorm’
★you finished your coffee and set your mug down for him to refill
★'i’m surprised your still here’
★'you’re my best friend and you think it’d hit and run?’ he’d pout as he sat opposite you
★'isn’t that how one night stands work? you hit it and run?’
★oh boy you’ve set him off laughing
★'i’m more of a hit and make sure the lovely victim has my details. just in case’ he’d wink
★you two would spend the morning drinking coffee and talking about everything hes done while off on tour


Junmyeon:

★upset bub p.1
★you’d left after waking up
★only leaving a note for him
★so many questions would run through his mind
★would you ever want to talk to him
★should he call you?
★send you flowers?
★diddly darn he was stuck
★he ended up calling you
★'hi, i’m sorry if you’re upset with me’
★'myeon, i wanted to stay, but i had work’ you’d laugh
★'i thought you’d left because you were upset!’
★'not at all, i had fun last night’
★'oh’
★'yeah’
★'i can pick you up after work and take you for lunch’
★'that sounds great’
★WOW WEE
★he would dress up nice and take you to a fancy ass place
★he’d treat you like a goddamn prince/princess


Yixing:

★baby boy would be so god damn fluffy
★like he’d just explode with warmth and love and giggles when he sees you sleeping next to him
★he’ll move his hand to your hair and play with the strands lovingly until you wake up
★'good morning, baobei’
★your little sleepy grunt in reply would make him giggle
★he’s pet your hair and hold you close until you’re fully awake to talk
★'should we wash and then go for breakfast?’
★'can’t we stay here longer?’
★'we can do whatever you want’
★cuddles upon cuddles upon cuddles
★and mindless chit chat
★how could cuddles in bed with this precious lamb be bad?


Baekhyun:

★you’d wake up before him
★you kinda just laid there for a bit debating what to do
★do you wake him
★or just leave??
★you decided to have a shower first
★and if he wasn’t awake when you were out, you’d write a note to him and leave
★so off you went
★halfway through washing your hair, the curtain was pulled back
★and this pup was just stood watching you
★you tried your best to cover yourself
★he just laughed and shook his head
★'you weren’t doing that last night. in fact, you couldn’t get your clothes off any quicker’
★'shut up baek’
★he’d just tease your mercilessly
★you turned the shower head to wet him
★which shut him up
★he kinda just stared
★which made you think he was mad
★but he suddenly just pushed into the shower with you
★'that wasn’t nice’ he’d pout, pushing you back against the wall
★'neither was leaving me bed on my own’
★'not my fault you wouldn’t wake up’
★'i worked hard last night i deserve a lay in’
★it would just be none stop giggles, kisses and cuddles for the day


Jongdae:

★upset bub p.2
★he’d watch you sleep for a few minutes before dressing and going to eat
★he felt bad that your first time together was when you were both out of your mind
★as he was drinking his milk, he’d hear your foot steps
★he went full !!!!!! mode
★when you came into the room, he’d do his best to hide
★and by hide i mean he’s stood behind the curtains
★'i see you dae,’
★'dae? who’s dae? i know no dae’
★it would make you laugh
★which then caused him to grin
★'you’re not mad at me?’
★'what’s done is done’
★'i’m mad at me for not remembering. maybe we should have a repeat’ he’d wink
★'shut up’
★'yes captain’


Chanyeol:

★this poor guy
★he had it all planned out on what to do when the two of you woke up
★he’ll run you a bath, let you raid his wardrobe so you’re comfy then make you breakfast
★he’d straight up just have a stroke when he doesn’t hear you snoring
★are you deaD???////????
★HOLY SHIT HE’D KILLED YOU?!
★it was supposed to be romantic and now he’d killed you
★shit
★oh no
★nevermind
★bless, his face would all be screwed up as he let his thoughts went mad
★you’re now staring at him with a confused look on your face
★'what are you thinking about?’ you’d ask with a laugh
★'how to bury your body’
★'oh’
★'nO SHIT I MEANT WHAT I’M GOING TO COOK YOU FOR BREAKFAST’
★his little cheeks would be bright red
★his plans were blown
★'breakfast sounds really good, actually’
★his famous grin would sprout on his face before he leans in and kisses your head
★'eggs and bacon coming your way’
★he’d jump out of the bed in such a rush to cook
★that he ended up tripping
★and now he’s just curled up naked on your floor
★real good going, chanyeol
★'just come back to bed for a while. i’ll cook when i get up’
★he’ll dive right back in and nuzzle his face into your neck
★'it was supposed to go better’
★'i know, chan’


Kyungsoo:

★soft
★v gentle
★11/10 would recommend
★but for real
★the most important thing is that you’re happy and that you’re comfortable
★you two could talk about what happened last night later on
★a shower and breakfast is more important
★so he kinda just shoves you to the bathroom to wash
★while he goes and works his magic in the kitchen
★probably cooks enough to feed the entire city because he’s nervous
★and actually doesn’t even know what your favourite breakfast food is
★when you enter the kitchen you just see all this food
★which you thank him for
★the two of you will eat
★then after your both full, the talk will come
★'how much of it do you remember?’
★'i remember seeing your stomach after all the teasing you did’
★'yeah?’
★'you buff up good’
★to which he’ll laugh 
★you’ll probably just turn the whole situation into a joke
★which always makes the others confused


Jongin:

★let’s be honest here
★this bub ain’t waking up
★so you’ll just grab your stuff and leave
★when he does wake up he’ll probably see your watch you left on the nightstand
★panicccccccccccc
★he’ll rush to your place to talk to you
★'you should’ve woken me up’
★'i could’ve walked you home’
★'did you leave because you were embarrassed?’
★so many questions
★he’d be so worried that it ruined your relationship
★you’d calm him down by patting his shoulder
★if you wanted to talk about it, you two would
★but if you wanted to put it behind you, you two would also do that


Sehun:

★would wake before you
★and just stare
★he’s in awe
★but he’s also really pissed off
★in awe because wow he just had really good sex with the person he holds most dear to his heart
★but WHAT THE FUCK HE BARELY REMEMBERS ANYTHING
★DID YOU ENJOY IT?
★DID YOU MOAN HIS NAME?
★DID HE MOAN YOUR NAME
★WHO WAS IN CHARGE????
★DID HE CUM BEFORE OR AFTER YOU?!
★his thoughts were cut off by you groaning and stretching out
★you turned your head to see him and offered a sleepy smile before sitting up
★when you reached for your clothes, he’ll pull you back down
★and wrap his long limbs around you
★'stay for a bit’
★'we can go out for breakfast’
★it’ll be so nice????
★probs leads to you two blooming into the hottest couple around
★bc how could he not wake up to you every morning?????

confession time, here’s what i got

Summary: In which Otabek and Yuri pine for each other a lot, and manage to drag other people into their own problems. (otayuri week day 1! prompt: confessions, otayuri, side pairings viktuuri and saramila, word count: 4095)


Otabek figures out that he loves Yuri when he is twenty-one.

It’s during Yuri’s nineteenth birthday, too. His plane lands exactly at midnight, and he’s rushing to get his baggage as quick as he can to meet his best friend. He sees him the moment he claims baggage – it isn’t hard to miss his long hair or his leopard jacket – and he stretches his arms out as Yuri bolts over to him.

In the next minute, he has him in his arms, and he hears a cheerful, “Beka!” in his ears, and, oh, he realizes. He is in love.

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{PART 12} I Won’t Stop You (M) // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; After the best and worst day of your life to date, you find yourself back at Jungkook’s Manor. You hope your first night there will be a quiet and uneventful one; but Jungkook has other ideas in mind.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

Warning: This chapter contains scenes of a sexual nature.

{Part 1}// {Part 11} {Part 12} {Part 13}

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Life with Cetra

It was pleasant enough, at first. The herbs struggling on the kitchen window sill perked up and flourished. The little bouquets she brought home sometimes lasted for weeks and weeks. They took long walks. He fed her well, and like the plants, with sunlight and a little cool water, she thrived.

Then his mint plant broke its pot and took over half the window, battling the parsley for dominance. If he missed a spot sweeping, grass sprung up in the smallest smear of dirt. It was when he found the seedling growing out of the shower drain he had to put his foot down.

“I’m trying,” she said, stuffing her face with herb-and-lemon river trout on a bed of wild rice, both on sale with an added coupon from the Sunday news. “It’s not like I do it on purpose, you know, it’s just how the energies respond.” He was never sure how an average healthy, non-Midgarian-raised Cetra ever managed to keep a low profile, much less stay completely hidden.

And the plants kept growing. He got hedge clippers to battle the coriander. Weeding the bathtub became routine. They woke up one morning to find that the evening’s bouquet had flourished into a full bramble, a mess of bright flowers atop a thicket with thorns. With clippers and kitchen shears and a little bit of the sword, they hacked it into manageable bundles and set them loose in the park with a vague hope they would not strangle all other life.

“Sorry,” she said over fresh sea salt bread and rosemary baked chicken. “That literally never happened before.”

It’s not her fault. It’s technically her gift, that living green would hear the Planet in her nearby blood and strive to grow towards it. And she’s strong now, healthy and fit like no below-plate Midgarian ever was. And if she’d been strong enough even then to make flowers grow out of starving earth, well…

He put some of the herbs out on the fire escape and hoped they did not take over the whole town.

A friend of mine (@katie-skylie) asked me for a list of fic recs because I’ve been around the block or two and I’ve read a good chunk of ML fanfic off AO3.

I’m putting it all under a read more because on the google doc it took up 12 pages and I’m not about to flood everyone’s dashboards, ahaha! This is in no particular order, although I did put ratings and status underneath each title. Also I tried to tag writers that I knew their tumblr URL’s and if you see any stories that you know who it belongs to hit me up and I’ll add their tumblr next to their title.  💕

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anonymous asked:

So you described Dark and Anti. Can you describe Google and Wilford please? P.S. you're the best 😁

Totally! I’m sorry this took so long for me to get around to, but I had two tests this week and it’s also been a while before I watched videos including these two (besides the most recent). I just spent the past hour watching all of the (most important) videos Warfstache and Google appear in, and if you could see the amount of notes I jotted down in my phone, you’d be impressed.

So basically for this one, beyond describing these characters’ personalities, I wanna discuss their origin stories/existence in the greater Markiplier “universe”. I feel like discussing personalities was more important when analyzing Dark and Anti because they’re shrouded in so much more mystery, but with Google and Warfstache it’s pretty obvious what they’re like. The bigger question is where they came from and how they interact with Mark (and Dark, I guess), which is much less obvious.

So why don’t we start with Warfstache?

CANON ORIGINS: Interdimensional Liaison

Originally posted by jacksonmyswag

As far as Warfstache’s personality, he comes off as a complete idiot. But if we read between the lines, we see a bit of method to his madness. He’s idiotic and egotistical, yes, but he’s also fearless. He yells Slenderman into submission when he tries to attack him in The Fall of Slenderman, he presumably was going to do the same to Golden Freddy in FNAF: The Interview, and he gets into a police shootout in The Ned Affair. He also completely brushes off Phone Guy’s worries about all the “boos” that go on in Freddy Fazbear’s, only playing up his fear for the camera.

We also know that Warfstache is a convicted felon; he states that he helped beat up Slenderman while Slendy was in prison, suggesting that Warfstache was imprisoned too. We also see him commit adultery, five counts of murder (including a puppy), and arson in The Warfstache Affair, and later shoot two policemen in The Ned Affair. He also stabs Mark to death in Warfstache Interviews Markiplier, despite Mark being his hero. So clearly he has no issues with murdering people, or anything else that normal people might at least be skeeved by.

Originally posted by ninjasexpizza

So beyond Warfstache’s personality, his backstory and appearances make the mystery even weirder. The first time we see him, he’s interviewing Slenderman for AFC News. Right off the bat, this is two big red flags: Slendy is a supernatural being, and he’s also fictional. Not long after, he’s shot to death by a baby (weird) in The Ned Affair - but then we see him with his own show, “Warfstache Tonight!”, interviewing Phone Guy: another fictional character that is interestingly FUCKING DEAD by the time Warfstache gets around to interviewing him, which means we can tack on “can communicate with the departed” onto his list of interesting interview guests, along with Warfstache himself COMING BACK FROM THE FUCKING DEAD with no real explanation as to why or how.

Some other interesting takeaways from Warfstache’s various interviews, particularly in “Warfstache Tonight!”, is that he starts each episode with “Hello ladies and gentlemen and all other configurations of being!” While this could be interpreted as Warfstache acknowledging the existence of genders beyond male and female (and I’m not ruling that out), it could also be a reference to creatures that aren’t necessarily human. If Warfstache wanted to acknowledge non-male/females, he could say something like “guys, gals, and nonbinary pals”, but instead he leaves the interpretation much more open. He also says in FNAF: The Interview“My crew is just standing around like metaphor!” This is a REALLY interesting line, because it implies that his crew isn’t actually there. Does this mean that Warfstache is running the show by himself? Or does it mean that his show doesn’t really exist, at least not in the traditional sense?

Finally, the MOST interesting piece of evidence is at the end of the “True Ending” in “A Date With Markiplier”. WARNING: SPOILERS FOR “A DATE WITH MARKIPLIER” BELOW (although tbh if you haven’t watched this video yet…why not??):

Warfstache’s floating head shows up when you seem to slip between dimensions or something. The first thing he says is, “Welcome to my humble abode!” I’m sorry, his WHAT?! Then he goes on to accuse you of not knowing who you truly are while you “play this little game”, and then saying, “I can’t answer it for you but I can put you in the situation where you might discover the truth.” This tells me that: A) Warfstache can break the fourth wall and knows that you’re playing a game, B) he can see past the game’s veneer and knows your true identity, and C) that he’s bound by some sort of dimensional laws or contract that prevent him from interfering with things directly. You know who else can’t interfere with events directly? A FUCKING REPORTER.

Originally posted by antisepticdark

SO HERE’S MY CONCLUSION: Warfstache exists between dimensions. He can see/interact with/isn’t scared of supernatural beings like Slenderman and Freddy Fazbear, he can come back from the dead and isn’t scared of things that can kill him, he lives in an interdimensional realm, and he can break the fourth wall, which allows him to interview fictional characters and know things that neither Mark or the viewer don’t know.

My theory as to why is a little cloudy; maybe after he died the first time (whether this happened in The Ned Affair or at some earlier date), Warfstache made a deal with the devil to stay alive? But now he’s stuck between worlds as a liaison? And maybe part of the deal is that he can’t interact with the world directly anymore - merely report on it and just kind of exist?? My support for this theory is that he didn’t get his own show until after he was killed in The Ned Affair, and that was the same time he started referring to “other configurations of being” and his crew being “metaphoric”, suggesting he now has knowledge of otherworldly beings that he didn’t have before. But since he also interviewed Slendy before he died in The Ned Affair, I’m not entirely sure about this.

Now let’s move on to Google.

CANON ORIGINS: Malevolent, Metaphysical, Rogue Computer Virus

Originally posted by fandomqueen18

In Google’s first appearance, he’s an early-access robot that Matthias has received in the mail. It’s painfully obvious that, at least in this video, Google is a robot: he makes mechanical sounds when he moves and has a glowing G on his chest, suggesting some sort of internal lighting. Interestingly, he can make webpages and clickable holograms appear in midair for Matthias to look at and touch, but I still think this is just an extension of his robotic abilities.

In the video, Google is presented as being obviously mechanical and a slave to his programming, but he has some autonomy. Even though he’s forced to obey Matthias’s commands (do my laundry, wash the dishes), he goes out of his way to fuck up these tasks by ruining Matthias’s things. He can also speak freely when he has the opportunity, showing that he has independent thought. The biggest example of this is when he urges Matthias to give him admin privileges, something that a normal, mechanical AI wouldn’t even have the programming to do or understand. He also openly states that his secondary objective is to destroy mankind, which isn’t something that (I assume) anyone would have programmed for him, showing more extension of his limited free will.

However, at the end of the video when Google has admin privileges and begins threatening Matthias, we see Matthias defeat him by asking him too many logical questions, causing the robot to overheat (or something?) and break. Presumably, Google is “dead” now, but after the end screen we see him look at the camera while the words “ITS ME” flash, suggesting that he’s still alive.

The next time we see him, it’s in the recent 360 Minecraft video, in which Mark’s program/computer malfunctions and Google shows up in Mark’s place, claiming that his primary objective is to fix the problem, while his secondary objective is to destroy mankind. No change there. But in this video we do see that Google is much glitchier than when we last saw him. It’s also interesting to note that Mark is no longer there when Google shows up.

In my Texts From Dark And Anti update that featured Google, I implied that Google was now possessing Mark, but I don’t actually think that’s the most likely possibility. Rather, I think that Google escaped his mechanical confines and became a virus after Matthias destroyed his “host robot”, so to speak.

Originally posted by snork-iplier

Evidence: in Google IRL, Google shows up in a box. He squeaks and beeps when he moves, implying robotics. He goes limp and quiet when Matthias “breaks” him. But then how did he show up later? I postulate that, in order to survive, Google’s “soul” fled the robotic body and escaped into cyberspace, becoming a virus that could travel from computer to computer. This would explain why he broke Mark’s computer when he appeared, as viruses are notorious of doing. It would also explain his change from jerky, robotic movement to smooth-yet-glitchy movement: it implies that he’s no longer in the physical plane, but rather forced to render along with Mark’s camera equipment and Internet connection.

I’ve kind of set aside my theory that Google possessed Mark mostly because I think that Google is strictly programming and binary code rather than a supernatural being like Darkiplier or Warfstache. The only reason I haven’t ruled it out completely is the fact that Mark has disappeared when Google arrives. Maybe he possessed him; maybe he killed him the old-fashioned way, but then how could he do that if he’s stuck in cyberspace? Nothing we see in 360 Minecraft gives me reason to think he’s gained a corporeal body again. I think we’ll just have to see more footage of Google to answer this question.

Originally posted by markired

There you go! Three hours of my life and all of Mark’s alter egos later (besides Yandereplier but they’re only seen like once in a song sequence so there’s nothing to discuss lol), there’s my theories/descriptions/interpretations/etc. of Wilford Warfstache and Googleplier. This was really time-consuming but still really fun to do, so thanks so much for requesting this! As always, if you liked this, PLEASE feel free to reply/reblog and let me know what you think of these ideas + anything you’d like to add! This was really fun last time, so I’d like to see that continue. :)

grandma

A thing that I like to imagine is Neil and Andrew moving into an apartment on the fifth floor or something (it’s good for cardio, andrew) (shut the fuck up, neil), and they only have one other neighbor on their floor and its a smol 80 year old woman 

- and Andrew and Neil keep to themselves because they’re both anti-human humans (same, bros, so much same)  
- And on their first night there’s a knock on the door, and Andrew and Neil look at each other and are really suspicious because they purposefully didn’t tell any of the foxes that they were moving in together?? because they didn’t want to deal with the looks back and forth and the giggles and the satisfied sighs and the general giddiness of the team
- Andrew doesn’t move so Neil sighs and goes to the door, opens it already braced for confetti to get thrown into his face or for a unified and undoubtedly startling shout of jubilation from the crew
- and he’s v confused when, neck already craned upwards expecting his very tall friends, he has to look down to see his visitor
- It’s a very very old, Andrew-sized woman, with crinkly warm eyes and a face made of 98% wrinkle
- And she’s wearing a yellow cardigan and smiling encouragingly, holding a pan covered in aluminum foil and Neil’s mouth waters immediately because the smell of cheesymeatysaucydelicious lasagna is wafting towards him
- Neil says “hi?” literally as a question because he’s so fucking awkward
- so she introduces herself as Jeong-sook and welcomes them to the apartment. “if you and your cute young man ever need anything don’t be afraid to mosey on over and knock!” and then she leans in conspiratorially and stage whispers with a wink “I take my hearing aids out around 7:30, just so you know” and then thrusts the lasagna into Neil’s hands and cheerily waves goodbye
- Neil stands in the open doorway for a minute, mouth hanging open at the woman’s salacious implication and mentally resigning himself to the fact that now that they’re introduced he won’t be able to slip past her in the hallway without some sort of small talk or genial greeting 
- He’s frozen there, pondering this, for enough time that Andrew comes up behind him and peeks around his shoulder, lifts the corner of the foil to see what it is
- “Grandma seemed nice. What do you think the chances are that she poisoned this?”

- It’s just the two of them so the lasagna lasts for the better part of a week. After its gone, they both open the fridge doors at least once in hopes that a second one will have magically appeared (sorry boys no such luck)
- Eventually, Neil washes the dish and goes to return it. 
- Neil, the babe that he is, doesn’t know that when someone makes you food it’s polite to return their dish filled with food that you’ve made for them
- Andrew raises an eyebrow when Neil comes back from his trip with the red pan still in his hands
- “She told me she wouldn’t take it back unless it had something good in it. She marked pages with her favorites.” He sounds a little dazed as holds up a battered, worn looking dessert cookbook with bright and colorful sticky notes poking out between the pages
- Andrew likes this woman.

- So anyway shortly after moving in Andrew gets a minor injury and has to sit out for six to eight weeks
- Neil is super grateful that this happened after they moved in together because now he can make sure that Andrew is recovering safely and properly
- Andrew spends most of this time at home, reading and playing with the cats and smoking out on the balcony or roof
- Jeong-sook always happens to be out on her own balcony watering her plants or sweeping or some other suspicious activity when he goes out to smoke
- Andrew has an inkling that she’s lonely, and that she sneaks out there when she hears Andrew telling the cats that they have to behave when they go outside
- (does Andrew Minyard talk to his cats? abso-fucking-lutely) 
- Andrew tolerates her chattering and she ignores his silence, continues to ask (unanswered) questions and tell him stories of her kids and grand-kids and late husband 
- This happens almost every single day for the first week and a half
- And then Andrew is just having an all around bad day and he finally snaps.  Neil had left that morning for a week and a half days of flights, press conferences, and friendlies, and Andrew was low-key missing him already. He hadn’t been able to get through the entire hour of physical therapy because the pain had been too excruciating, and then he’d returned home to find that King had thrown up all over the floor. THEN, as he was filling up a bowl with soap and water to CLEAN said throw up, the sink faucet had burst and soaked EVERYTHING.  
- He just wants to sit by himself on his own balcony, at his own house, in his own SILENCE and smoke a fucking cigarette. 
- So he gets out there and the damn thing isn’t even lit yet and Jeong-sook is already going off on one of her variations of how smoking is bad/is going to kill him
- And Andrew is so done. Just so done. He doesn’t care that this woman is in her eighties and could be blown over by a mild wind, he just wants some peace and fucking quiet, so he whips his head over and says something like “grandma if you don’t shut up about it i’m not going to be the only one that this cigarette harms”
- There’s an awful silence and Jeong-sook just stares at him
- and then she’s laughing so hard that she has to grab onto the handrail for support

Long story short, it’s the beginning of a beautiful friendship

+ Jeong-sook had realized that she was going to have to break Andrew to get him to open up to her, so the prattling on and prodding him with a million questions had been calculated and purposeful  
+ Andrew is impressed when she tells him this, so when they part ways and he goes back inside he decides to flip through the cookbook she gave Neil a few weeks back 
+ He finds the page with the most stickies, studies it for a minute, then heads out to the farmers market 
+ son of a bitch whips up a Blackberry Cobbler in an hour and a half and presents it to Joeng-sook like he didn’t just consider hauling her over the railing and throwing her five-stories down 
+ from this point on she gets better at knowing when Andrew needs to be left alone and when he wants company
+ And Andrew learns that she isn’t as fragile as she seems
+ (honestly she’s quiet the whippersnapper) 

Andrew still has at least a month left of recovery, and so they spend a lot of time together

• Andrew fixes things around the house for her when they break 
• They watch their soap opera at the same time every day. Neil comes home to surprise Andrew for lunch one day and Andrew is next door, so Neil texts him asking where he is. Andrew says ‘watching soaps with Jeong-sook’ and it’s so outrageous that Neil laughs and thinks its a joke, replies ‘no but rlly?’
Andrew doesn’t respond because he already answered and good things are happening
• She bakes him his favorite desserts and sometimes they’ll even cook together (though they’re both very particular about the kitchen so this occurs only on days when they’re on their best behavior)
• She always asks about that ‘nice young man of yours’ and tries to give Andrew advice on how to woo Neil (honestly, some of it works)
• they gossip about the other tenants together
• Andrew buys her groceries when she’s having particularly painful days, cleans up around her apartment and brings the cats over to keep her company 
• Andrew hounds the landlord almost to the point of stalking until the elevator gets fixed so that she can actually go places now
•He takes her to doctors appointments and she always bribes him into lunch afterwards 
• I’m JUST going to throw it out there that they’re the same height and both have short blonde hair 
• She tells him about her childhood in South Korea, teaches him Korean words and phrases.  She knows he would be too uncomfortable to outright ask (as Andrew refuses to acknowledge any connection to his birth parents and so doesn’t like to show interest in the related culture/heritage), so she never pushes but plays it off like its all for her
• She was a boxer for most of her life, and so they compare fight stories and watch matches together (she yells at the TV a lot)
• There’s some sort of red-carpet team event and Neil is busy, so Andrew takes Jeong-sook instead. She’s so excited that she makes Andrew take her to the mall so that she can buy a new yellow dress-set. Reporters ask Andrew if this is his grandmother, and Andrew, instead of explaining, just says yes. Andrew has an arm looped around her for support and she’s fucking glowing and the photographer snaps a picture of it and it gets posted online and sports reporters and fans alike are amazed that Andrew Minyard Has a Soft Side. Neil prints out two copies and frames them, puts one in the apartment over the fireplace (figHT ME THEY HAVE A FIREPLACE) and gives one to Jeong-sook, who puts it proudly on the table next to her bed
• Her shitty ass children and grand-children never come around, but when they do Andrew makes a point of going over and glaring at them, making sure that they see how well she’s doing without them 
• When he’s finally allowed to play again she goes to all of his home games and watches the rest on TV. He calls her almost everyday while he’s away to make sure she’s not lonely and that she’s doing okay
• Andrew gives her a Minyard jersey that she wears whenever they go out together, because she thinks its funny when people do a double-take or whisper “that’s andrew and aaron” before they actually get a look at her face
• Neil is still a little unsure around her a lot because he doesn’t have that much experience with older ladies and she’s unpredictable, but she becomes a really important part of Andrew’s life and he - in that andrew way of his - tells Neil that moving into this apartment was one of the best decisions they’ve ever made

Misconceptions Chapter 3

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Natasha x Bucky, Platonic Tony x reader.

Warnings: ANGST. Pregnancy, violence, insecurity and self-loathing, Mutant reader (powers similar to Jean from X-men with a little immortality thrown in) smut. Horrible painful smut.

Translations: I hope this is accurate. I might be swearing at ya’ll. I hope not

Krasavitsa-Beautiful

Pridi na moy chlen- come on my cock (Russian)

Da detka, pozhaluysta, userdneye- yes baby please! (Russian)

Teper’. Pridi seychas- Come. Come now (Russian)

te iubesc- i dont want to give anything away, so if you really wanna know google it.

Sestra- Sister

malen’kaya lisa-Little fox

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Flashback

“(y/n)’ Bucky moans into your neck, fingers tangled in your long (h/c) locks, the slick drag of his cock has your eyes rolling into the back of your head, your breath coming out in short harsh pants as he picks up the pace. “Krasavitsa” he murmurs, his eyes hazy as he looks at your sweat drenched body. You’re keening and arching into him, grabbing at his ass when a particularly hard thrust meets your special bundle of nerves head on. “Pridi na moy chlen” he growls at you. “Da detka, pozhaluysta, userdneye” you scream at him, clenching spasmodically around his length, his hips falter at the feeling. “Teper’. Pridi seychas” and you do, your mouth opens in a silent scream, back bowed unnaturally as your orgasm washes over you. Your vision goes white as Bucky fucks you through it, his hips stuttering, ass clenching, moaning so beautifully into the crook of your neck. You feel him throb as he empties himself inside you with a loud “Te iubesc” his harsh breathing is the only thing you can hear now.   You’re trying desperatly to catch your breath, a light sheen of sweat covering you, a pleasant ache settling in your muscles. ”What was that last one, Buck?” you ask. He blushes furiously as he replies ”Maybe I’ll tell ya one day kitty”

Present:

 You couldn’t hide. Nat would drag you kicking and screaming into the land of the living, Steve would stay outside your door until his relentless mothering broke you down, you had to go on like nothing was amiss, you had to pretend, swallow down the pain and nausea. 

18 hours you remind yourself, another 18 hours and I can run, I’ll never have to see the pity in his eyes again. 18 hours you repeat it in your head through breakfast, purposefully avoiding Bucky’s red rimmed eyes and Natasha’s concerned stare. “You doin alright there baby girl?” Sam asks as he watches you mindlessly push your food around your plate. “Yeah Sammy, not feelin so hot, think I might have caught a bug on that last mission” you reassure him, plastering a fake smile on your face. “Sestra” your gaze snaps to Natalia, she’s scanning your face looking for any signs of deception, concern etched on her immaculately made face. “Excuse me” you mutter as you stand, making a break for the common room. Sestra, you think. 

 16 hours you repeat when Steve asks you to speak to Bucky, concern for his friend radiating off him like cheap cologne. “Please Kitty, I don’t know what’s eating at him, he won’t speak to me!” He’s frantic, fists clenching with every word “I’m sure its nothing Stevie, if he needed to talk to me he would have found me already, why don’t you ask Nat?” I can do this, I can pretend, a little while longer, come ON (y/n) LIE TO HIM. “He mentioned something about not sleeping too well after the last mission, I’ll ask Nat to have a word.” He breathes a sigh of relief “Thanks kitty cat, what would I do without you?” he grins “Crash and burn” you reply. 

 13 hours you repeat when you walk in on an impassioned Bucky and Nat on the couch, oblivious to the outside world, her body wrapped around him, hands in his hair, soft moans spilling from her lips “malen’kaya lisa” He whispers rolling his hips into hers “I need you” he moans, she kisses a hot path down his neck “Natalia” he warns. Yup. You think, this is what dying feels like. 

 9 hours you repeat when you’re bent over the toilet bowl heaving out the remnants of dinner. Why the fuck is it called morning sickness when it lasts all day? Brushing the tears from your eyes. I can’t do this alone. Oh God, I can’t do this alone.

 3 hours you repeat when you hear Bucky banging on the bedroom door begging you to open up, to let him explain, how nothing he said to you was true. “Please just let me explain! I’m a fuckin idiot (y/n)! I need you! Let me IN!” he’s screaming, rattling the door, “C’mon kitty please” he whispers

 2 hours you repeat as you break down on the other side of the door, listening to the broken sobs of the man you love pleading with you to listen, your breathing harsh and labored as you question everything you thought was right.  

30 minutes you repeat as you hear Bucky leave, “You’re gonna have ta talk ta me eventually (y/n), ya can’ keep avoiding me for ever, I will make ya listen” he threatens. You clutch your non-existent baby bump, forcing yourself not too feel, burying the emotion so deep down inside that you’re not sure it’s ever going to come back out. 

 5 minutes you repeat as you fix the mess that is your face and collect your bags, waiting for F.R.I.D.A.Y to give you the all clear.

 30 seconds you repeat as you stroll through the darkened compound to the elevator that will take you to a non-descript car at the front of the building

10 seconds you repeat as you watch everything you love disappear in the rear view.

 A mistake, Just a mistake. 

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If you have natural hair and are not seeing growth

Leave it alone.

Put it in a twist out or braid out for 5 days. Unravel on the 6th day and on the 7th prep for your wash day.Its how I grew my hair to shoulder length in a year and its what I’m doing again. Wigs and twist outs. Not touching my real hair for days at a time.

Moisture isnt a huge deal for me since I sweat at work and go for a run everyday *not sunday* and if it is getting a bit dry I will spritz my water/leave in mix and bam. DONE. Sometimes I keep my twists for 2 weeks just to leave my hair ALONE. I clip out 1 strand knots when I see them and heaven forbid I use heat. 

Just find a style you can deal with for the week or weeks and do it, LEAVE YOUR HAIR ALONE.

I see youtube videos with people have breakage and nape problems and edges missing… why are you messing with your edges? I havent used my edge control in 6 months because there has been nothing that was so fancy I had to lay them flat. Even so shea butter will keep them flat for me… me! With the 4b/4c I do what I want when I want hair!

Again I will say leave your hair alone, I wash mine oce every 2 weeks with a cowash and once a month with a sulfate free shampoo. If its getting really dirty I bust out a regular shampoo to get rid of all the nasty on my scalp. Even then my hair is in twist and I aim for just my scalp while I am washing. 

I hate when my hair isnt twisted… it looks like a city after Godzilla is done with it AND you can see all the different textures like.. a great divide.

SO NAPTURALS…. LEAVE YOUR HAIR ALONE. NO TOUCHY!

House Sitting (smut)

REQUEST:  jealous!henry where you’re dating him and he sees patrick hitting on you and looking at you in a way that rubs him the wrong way 🎈


“So where are you guys going?”

“A family reunion in the middle of nowhere.” Patrick shrugs, scraping the remains of a fly off his ruler and into a worn out pencil box. It was a disgusting hobby to watch and you flinch away when he pushes the box near your face to give you a ‘better peek inside’.

“How long will you be gone?”

“All of spring break.”

“Got anyone watching the house?”

“I don’t know.” He groans, swatting a hand in the air. You constant questions were becoming a nuisance. “You looking for a job?”

“Yeah kinda.” You answered honestly, looking down. You were becoming strap for cash seeing how schoolwork has made it near impossible to get hold a job—no it wasn’t just that. You could find time for a job if you really wanted one but that would take away all your free time with Henry and… well, you had your priorities.

He traces the lines of your curves with his eyes and you feel nervous under his intent focus, squirming a little to straighten up in your seat. Patrick only averts his gaze when he feels another pair of eyes watching from the distance. In the background, almost a blur, Henry Bowers keeps tabs on his girlfriend. If looks could kill…

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