watching this scene after seeing the whole finale is actually the worst

Yuri on Ice interview translation - PASH! 2017/03 (p10-11)

The second part of the episode commentary by Mitsurou Kubo! I have now fixed it with all the italic & bold parts as in the magazine (in the magazine they are actually bold & bolder). If you have any questions please send me a private message and I’ll reply when I have some time.

You can find the first commentary about episodes 1-6 here.

Just a note: when she quotes lines from the episodes I’m not using any of the “official” English translations, I’m translating them as I would translate them myself, so they might not be like you are used to hear them, but I think you will understand which lines they are anyway.

The translation is under the cut because it’s long.

***If you wish to share this translation please do it by reblogging or posting a link to it***

***Re-translating into other languages is ok but please mention that this post is the source***

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Acting - Dylan O’Brien (Smut)

Song: Alessia Cara - Wild Things

Rating: MA (17+ for Explicit Content)

Pairing: Reader x Dylan O’Brien

Word Count: 3,191

Warning: Exhibitionism(sort of), Oral (M>F), NSFW

NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS!

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DEH (7/12/17) Things:

-Everyone losing their shit when Colton came on stage.

-Colton is talking so fast without breathing and i don’t know how to handle this?

-Evan rolling over the top of his bed to get his backpack

-OMG Rachel and Jennifer in the first number. Slayyy

-Wow Mike Faist is even prettier in person

-The amount of sarcasm in “Am I not laughing hard enough for you?”

-SOMEBODY JUST FUCKING WAVE AT EVAN

-Kris singing “Waving Through a Window”. it’s short but kills me. I love her.

-The social media constantly lighting up the stage is phenomenal.

-One of the social medias downstage shows that Jared has a snapchat and i cant handle this info.

-Omg Cynthia crying makes me cry

-“apples”

-Colton has such an amazing voice and he needs more appreciation

-His giggle and little gallop in “For Forever”. HELP ME??

-Zoe bounces her leg nervously a lot during the first act.

-Watching Evan’s face go from happy to heartbroken in the “he’s coming to get me” line. Like, protect the boi.

-Colton dramatically draping himself over the bedpost 👌👌

-The embarrassed pause before “secret email”. Colton did that perfectly and the audience loved it.

-JARED’S LAUGH STOLE THE SHOW

-FUCK I LOVE WILL ROLAND

-MIKE FAIST’S FUCKING FACE WHEN HE PAUSED AFTER THE NIPPLE THING KILLED ME.

-Connor did a Newsie jump during “Sincerely Me”

-Evan went to hug Connor during “Sincerely Me” and made an :0 face

-Connor snapping his fingers during “if i stop smoking pot then everything might be alright.”

-I saw the knee thing in person. I have lived.

-All the finger guns during “Sincerely Me” saved me.

-THE CHEST BUMP

-THE CHEST BUMP

-Laura’s vocals

-Cynthia hugging Connor’s pillow during “Requiem”

-Zoe crumpling up the letters

-Protect Zoe Murphy

“You were not the MONSTER” (complete silence in the audience)

-Evan looking at Connor’s comic books

-Zoe looking like she’ll cry during “If I Could Tell Her”

-COLTON’S 👏VOICE👏

-“You looked really pretty” music stops *awkwardly clears throat* “it looked pretty cool” *music starts back up*

-Colton singing “I love you”.

-The kiss was so awkward. Evan, why are you like this?

-MIKE FAIST AS GHOST CONNOR.

-Evan looking terrified at the idea of disappearing.

-My heart couldn’t handle when Connor did his “when you’re falling” reprise.

-OMG Alana and Jared. YEE

-Larry looking through the Connor Project pamphlet with an unreadable expression.

-The silence when Cynthia said that Connor didn’t get invited to any Bar mitzvahs.

-THE NOTECARDS

-Somebody in the audience laughed when he messed up his speech and Evan just froze and it was absolutely painful. After that person laughed it was dead silence. And Evan fell to the ground, started crawling backwards, sobbed, and clutched onto Connor’s tie. This was such a painful scene to watch and Colton did it flawlessly. Bless that boy.

-All the social media in you will be found.

-The 👏 vocals👏 in 👏YWBF

-All the pictures of Connor lighting up the stage. (one of Mikes toddler pics is in there and it’s presh)

-Larry breaking down and clinging onto Cynthia

-All the screens with Evan giving his speech

-Evan starts out so small in that number and just watching him grow and be awed by the media, my heart.

-I was shaking throughout the entire number and intermission.

-Omg Alana and Evan working on the Connor Project is gold. She’s slowly hiding Evan away and the audience loved it.

-Evan awkwardly trying to be cool around Larry.

-“Kid that’s lost control” dead silence.

-I actually kinda like Larry after seeing it live??

- “I’m not breaking up with you” *Evan places his finger tips on her waist* “Thankyou”

-Evan is a bean

-LAURA’S VOICE

-OMG the scene where they were trying to give Heidi and Evan money was super uncomfortable. Evan just looks like he’s gonna be sick throughout that whole scene.

-Protect Heidi Hansen

-Will’s solo in “Good For You” 👌👌That is the good stuff.

-Jared looking like he’s going to run up and punch Evan. Evan running away timidly.

-Everyone cornering Evan and he looks so terrified.

-In the scene before Evan shows Alana the letter and he’s talking to Connor, the “suicide note” is lighting up the stage.

-Heidi in the “YWBF Reprise” and you can see the moment when she realizes that Evan wrote the note.

-Larry’s shell faltering for a second when he found out that Evan wrote the letter.

-“No mom who just was there” Cynthia sobbing and moving across the stage away from Evan.

-Colton was outstanding in “Words Fail”. he was bawling and looked so small. And after the “Worst of me” line he looked so defeated and helpless.

-OMG all of the sniffles from audience members during words fail. #me (i sobbed too)

-Heidi is my mom now

-Heidi giggles as she cries.

-BLESS RACHEL BAY JONES. SHE HAD EVERYONE CRYING DURING “So Big/So Small”

-Evan falling half off the couch and just clinging to Heidi. Heidi crying more as he does this.

-Colton’s eyes were so red from crying during this scene.

-The Orchard set is beautiful.

- The final speech and finale. Im wrecked.

So in final words I love Colton Ryan (i met him after the show as well as Rachel) as Evan and the whole cast. I have no idea how they all can do such an emotional show over and over. I’m so fortunate and honored to have seen such an amazing production. ❤️❤️❤️❤️

I Can’t Stand Him Sometimes

Prompt: Can you please write a Jason Todd x reader one where they’re at a gala and Jason Todd finally tells her how he feels about her (bonus: Jason gets jealous that the reader was dancing with Dick) 

Words: 1104

Jason hadn’t felt anything like this, for anyone. Sure, he loved his family. But you? You were different, in the good way though.

Tonight was the night. He was going to confess his feelings to you. Jason couldn’t wait much longer, it was eating him alive on the inside. He loved you, and he had to tell you. Dick wasn’t helping the situation much either.

Dick was super friendly and normally found out about things that had to do with relationships. Jason was no exception in that category. When he had come to Jason talking about you and how easy it was to see his feelings, Jason nearly exploded.

So Dick had taken it upon himself to speed up the process, which meant making Jason super jealous to the point of possibly fighting him and (y/n) finding out. So far it was working.

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“But Radcliffe is SUPPOSED to be racist because he’s the BAD GUY...”

aka when everybody who gets mad about my Pocahontas tag wants to completely forget the worst characters in the film:

That’s what we’re going to talk about today, friends. If you’ve been following me for awhile now, you already know my feelings about this film. However, this is something that I don’t think gets nearly enough attention. I’ll add a cut because this is going to be a long one:

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Faking It

Summary: Killian Jones had just been joking when he’d told Emma Swan they were actually married. But in his defense, the doctors hadn’t mentioned that her concussion had given her amnesia.
Rating: T
Notes: Happy birthday, @lifeinahole27​! You are an amazing friend, and I’m so happy to have you in my life! I hope you like this story! Thanks to @optomisticgirl for the beta-read!

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Based on the prompt: "You’re my best friend who’s just waking up from a concussion, I played a trick on you and said we were married and you have amnesia … but you just rolled with it and now I don’t know what to do.“


Killian had never been so terrified in his whole life. He’d known something like this would happen eventually, he’d warned her countless times, he’d made sure to have a plan in place. And yet when it finally happened, he felt entirely blindsided and paralyzed with fear.

Emma Swan was in the hospital.

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you’re smiling in love (and we’ll sigh so relieved)

(based off a prompt from an anon) James gives Lily a class on kissing, but feelings always get in the way.

(read on ao3, word count: 7038)

James Potter stands with his back leaning against the wall. Muddy feet in a tangle, leaving dirty footprints over the floor. He draws out a shaky breath.

“Are you sure?” he asks, his voice unsteady. He gives Lily Evans a worried glance and scratches his head. “I mean, don’t you girls have fantasies about first kisses and all?”

He looks like a dream with his windswept hair, rosy cheeks and soaked Quidditch robes clinging to his mud splattered skin. Her heart stops, but only for the briefest of moments.

She wants to say that he is her fantasy. That he is all she ever thinks about… but the words slip by and evaporate when their eyes meet. His gleaming hazel eyes shine, making her body shiver.

She should be screaming in hysterics, going crazy. Her crush, James Freaking Potter, is right here in front of her. And he’s about to kiss her.

Yes, there’s the thunderous beat of her heart slapping against her chest when those damned eyes of his look at her; but she’s far too realistic to think that crushes ever end in ‘Happily Ever After’.

“I’m sure,” she says, the slick and smooth tone of her voice surprising her. She clears her throat, giving him what she hopes is a reassuring smile.

She’s doing this to get over him, once and for all.

“It’s just kissing, right?”

“Right,” he mirrors her smile, shadows her laughter. And then he leans in, she does too, and he plops the softest of kisses on her lips.

He pulls back in an instant, it’s a second long if that.

“There,” he says, suddenly interested in the cobbled stonework of the floor, “congratulations. You’ve had your first kiss.”

There are butterflies everywhere and she knows she’s playing with fire when their eyes meet again.

She feels the pull of a smirk. “That’s it?”

He only shakes his head, a small smile tangled between his sweet lips. Then he steps forward once more, brushes a hand against her cheek and pulls her softly towards him.

Her eyes flutter shut and when their lips meet for the second time it’s like she’s been consumed.

This time it’s louder than fireworks, more addictive than butterbeer, hotter than fire.

He wraps an arm around her waist and her hands are in his hair, grasping at the curls that she’s desperately been wanting to play with since she got this stupid crush.

He’s gentle and an earthquake all at once.

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BTS React to their ‘little’S/O acting bratty

Requested:  Their S.O is a little and has been acting bratty all day

Thank you for the request <3 I finally have it done. I actually had it done once before but tumblr glitched (I honestly don’t know wtf happened) and deleted it from my queue, so I had to rewrite it :/

But it’s done now! I hope you enjoy it. 

Note: this is a lg/dd request, no one depicted is underage. 

- Admin Crys


Yoongi:

Tsundere Daddy. 

He likes to think he’s this tough strict daddy, and that he doesn’t tolerate that kind of behavior. He would act like he’s pissed at you, not offering a kind word the whole day. 

“Why do you have to act like such a brat?”

“That’s okay, Daddy’s going to show you that bad behavior is not rewarded.”

Yet he:

- Fixes you your favorite meal when you get home (Chicken nuggets and Mac ‘n Cheese).

- Snuggles with you while you watch your cartoons

- Lets you have extra playtime in the bath with your ducky. 

Originally posted by sugaedit

Jimin:

He would be exasperated with you, and a little bit fed up. He wants to be a good daddy though, and lets you tell him your side of the story, without getting angry or punishing you right off the bat. 

“Baby, you’ve got to tell daddy these things.”

“How am I supposed to know what’s wrong? I’m not a mind reader, you have to let me know, okay?”

Originally posted by cherryblossoms-and-cupcakes

Jungkook:

As soon as you both get home and have walked through the door, he turns to you, grabbing your arm and leading you over to the couch, pushing you until you’re leaning over the back. 

“I have to spank you, baby.”

“What kind of daddy would I be if I let you get away with being so naughty?”

*he unbuckles his belt and starts pulling it through the loops

“You get 15, and I want to hear you count every. single. one. of them.”

Originally posted by nochuie

Namjoon: 

He takes his role as being your caregiver/daddy very seriously. That means not letting you get away with such awful behavior, but that also means not just mindlessly punishing you either. 

He knows exactly how to put you in your place. 

“When you act like this baby, it really hurts daddy’s feelings.”

“It makes me feel like I”m doing a bad job, like I’m the worst daddy in the world.”

Hearing this, you start to tear up. 

“No daddy! You’re the best in the world! The best!”

“I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings daddy, I’m so sorry.”

The rest of the day you’re on your best behavior, wanting to make it up to him. 

Originally posted by charrytommoto

Jin:

He does his best to scold you, but when it comes down to it, he is no match for how cute you are. You know how to use your charms to your advantage to wriggle your way out of it. 

As he’s getting onto you for being bratty you go up to him, looking up at him with pitiful eyes, and wrap your arms around his neck. He does his best to resist. 

“Don’t think I’m going to let you off so easily.” You just continue to pout, and he finally sighs, the tension leaving his shoulders. 

“Okay, I’ll let you off just this once.”

“If it happens again you’re in big trouble missy.”

*quietly whispers to himself “Why am I so soft?” 

Originally posted by jiminiminii

Taehyung:

He tries his best to be a good daddy, but it can be hard for him. Sometimes he doesn’t have the best temperament and can easily get overwhelmed and emotional. 

When you arrive home for the day, Taetae has had enough

“You’re not the only one that knows how to throw a tantrum!”

“It’s times like these when I hate this!”

He sees the effect his words have on you, and the heartbroken look on your face tears him up inside. 

“Baby, god baby. I didn’t mean it.”

“You hate being my daddy?”

“No! I love being your daddy, you know I do. It’s just been a really horrible day and I shouldn’t have said it, because it’s a lie. I’m sorry.”

Originally posted by defdaniksgf

J Hope: 

He doesn’t get angry or yell at you for being so bratty. He just sends you to time out. 

“Go to your room. After you’ve thought about your bad behavior today and why that was unacceptable you can come out.”

Later, when you finally venture out of your room, you immediately head for him, crawling up into his lap and hiding your head in his neck, crying softly. 

“I’m sorry daddy. I was really bad.”

“I’ll be good for you, promise. Please don’t send me back to time out. I was wrong.”

He would shush you, gently rubbing his hand up and down your back to comfort you. 

“It’s okay baby, I know you’re a good girl.”

“Let’s do something fun, okay? Why don’t you pick a movie to watch? Or do you want to play with your toys?”

Originally posted by askarsgardss

Dances With Wolves Pt. 2 (Richie Tozier/Reader)

Originally posted by pennywise-fucker

Part 1

(A/N: This is short purely for the sake of,, reasons. As usual, sorry if it sux.)

Summary: Reader quickly finds out that she hasn’t even come close to seeing the worst of Henry when they have a run in with Richie and Eddie after school.

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Winter Anime Final Impressions

I was supposed to do this like two weeks ago but with Gundam ending so late and me getting swept up with many things, I didn’t have the time, but here’s a quick rundown of the best and worst of the Winter season. I’m gong from best to worst and also since I watched very few shows this season, I ‘m not gonna break them down in best/meh/worst

Showa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu: Sukeroku Futatabi-hen

A masterpiece to the very end, as heartbreaking as it was full of joy and love. There was this weird insinuation at the end that didn’t sit well with me at all and I’m not sure why they felt the need to do it, but I can overlook it because the rest of the picture is so wonderful and special and heart-wrenching. When Konatsu asked Yakumo to make her his apprentice, I actually cried. What a beautiful show. Don’t let the obscure antique Japanese art keep you from experiencing one of the best anime of this decade.

Ao no Exorcist: Kyoto-hen

I was a bit worried about this one because lately, when an “old” show gets a sequel many years after it last aired, said sequel turns out underwhelming and poorly done. See D.Grayman HALLOW (which also adapted my favorite arc from that manga) and Berserk (production values aside, the decline of this is due to Miura’s gross storytelling, so I guess it was inevitable). But I was more than surprised and ecstatic to see this rendition of the Kyoto arc did justice on the source material, with excellent production values, a good pace and wonderful emotional and action scenes alike. AoEx is one of the finest examples of the battle shonen genre and that translated wonderfully to this new iteration of the anime. I can only hope we’ll see Izumo’s and Shura’s arc eventually too.

ACCA-13-ku Kansatsuka

I was a Little on the fence on this one at the start, but once they laid down all the cards and tied all the loose threads, it became absolutely amazing. I’m sorry I ever doubted you Natsume Ono, your ability to craft smart and fascinating adult stories shall never be questioned again. Definitely worth checking out if you want to try something different to your usual anime genres. Helps that the visuals are really interesting and that Mauve is such a bae. I still feel Jean was the weakest link with his absolute nonchalance, but even that somehow worked at the end. Definitely worth going through the somewhat slow initial episodes.

Yowamushi Pedal: New Generation

NGL i’m not a fan of Kaburagi, he’s so much like Naruko I don’t feel he adds anything to the team. But this is now officially the Teshima show and that compensates for the snooze that is Kaburagi because Teshima has become so fabulous and cool I’m just excited every week to see what he’ll do next. Also the First-year race was a true highlight and I’m very disappointed Sugimoto didn’t make the cut, they did a fantastic job in making him likable, so it was sad to see him lose. Hopefully he’ll get to assist Imaizumi when they’re 3rd years.

Originally posted by animagamefan

Little Witch Academia

This show’s a lot of fun, with really sweet animation and it also sports the Best Girl of the season, Sucy Manbavaaran, although I gotta say there were a bit too many fillerish episodes and it was frustrating to see them take so long to get the plot going. I’m not hating on the show, it is in fact extremely entertaining, but it’s a little lacking on the plot department. Hopefully we’ll get more of that on the second cour.

Classicaloid

I’ve never been happier of not quitting a show as I am about Classicaloid. By episode 3 I was on the verge of giving up because it wasn’t what I had expected, but I kept going and I ended falling so hard in love with this show I’m ecstatic it’s getting a second season. Once I embraced the absurdity, it became the best comedy of the season, and I honestly would watch Schubert’s fishy misadventures for 52 weeks a year. It’s an acquired taste for sure and not easy to recommend, but if you’re willing to let go of all reason, you’re sure to have a good time.

Originally posted by mimimochi

All Out!!

I have a lot of love for this show and its characters (and Sekizan’s ridiculous hair), but I’m afraid the pacing they chose basically doomed them because with the abysmal sales, it seems unlikely we’ll ever see a second season and therefore we’ll never get to see if Jinko does get to Hanazono. It’s a perfectly competent sports series, that does a really good job of developing its huge cast, definitely much better than the likes of Prince of Stride or DAYS, but its inconclusive ending is quite frustrating. I really do hope we get to see more of these boys, but Madhouse’s never been all that good with the whole getting-sequels-done so…

Originally posted by dexicon

Kuzu no Honkai

In spite of its low ranking, this is actually a really good show and a unique take on teenage female sexuality that you wouldn’t normally see in this mostly sexist medium. Hanabi made for a truly interesting protagonist and I liked seeing her explore herself and her relationships. I was however quite disappointed by how little focus we actually had for Hanabi and Mugi’s relationship. I felt there was more telling than showing in that regard, especially in the latter half of the show. The ending was pretty good and mature in spite of everything, and as always, I’m just really fond of all the vaginal imagery in the ED animation. Could’ve done without Moca though.

Originally posted by jyoshikausei

Gundam: Tekketsu Orphans

At the end of the Fall season, I expressed my concern about pointless, meaningless deaths. Clearly the Gundam writers thought I wasn’t concerned enough because the amount of characters that died pointless deaths went on to, I think, the double digits. I wouldn’t have minded the carnage if there had been some sort of payoff to the sacrifices. For example, if Shino hadn’t stupidly and conveniently missed his one shot because the show couldn’t afford to kill Rustal yet. I always felt Orga, Mika and Akihiro had a ton of death flags looming over their heads, but I certainly didn’t expect all three of them to get to the chopping block. Orga’s death was particularly random and pointless, but then again, what they did with Orga in general was very confusing. That he agreed to McGillis’s sketchy propositions to become “king of Mars” never made a whole lot of sense to me and that’s the result we got. I’ll also never get over how creepy and weird the whole Atra giving Mika a baby thing was. In short, I have very mixed feelings about it.

Originally posted by shokugekis

Hand Shakers

I could write thousands of words for everything that was wrong with this series but I think it wouldn’t make justice to the absolute experience that is watching this amazing trainwreck. Go watch it to see a masterclass of how not to anime. Honestly I had such a good time hating this show, it was so horrible in every possible way. Good job GoHands, even animate, who sponsored this show, won’t give it any publicity.

Super Lovers

I’m not sure of how this production team managed to put out 20 episodes of nothing actually happen. Like you just have to give kudos to the writers for managing to simply not do anything over the course of 6~ hours of content. No drama, no decent comedy, no character development, not even relationship development in a BL romance. It’s kind of amazing how pointless the whole thing is. The dog’s still cute and the relationship is still creepy and gross and that’s about all there is to say about this.

Although most of the shows I watched turned out great, it did feel like a weaker season because there wasn’t that much that was interesting (my Wednesdays were literally empty). Or maybe everything looks lackluster in this post-Yuri on Ice world D: But there was Rakugo and rakugo is good and I’m glad we live in an age in which such a niche, quiet and adult artistic show could be made and tell a complete story.

Secrets (Part 1) - Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt: Best friends don’t keep secrets, but Peter’s secret sure is a big one. 

AN: A new series! I have the whole thing planned out and I’m so excited to share it with you all! Feedback would be much appreciated for this story, I really want to know what you guys think! Part 2 coming soon!

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- Written by Brie - 

Originally posted by tompollander

At this moment, you aren’t sure what was prettier - the sun setting over the skyline of the city, or the brown-eyed boy sitting next to you. As you watch the perfect blend of purple and orange and yellow melt together behind the city, your eyes couldn’t help but wander to Peter.

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Top 10 anime couples

Once again, thank you @lexinthymia for tagging me, this wa an absolute treat to do. Again, I’m limiting to one per series for fairness and there will be spoilers for some of these series. I admit some of these entries were based on what happened to them in the manga if the anime stopped at a certain point. Also, once again, I probably went into more detail then I needed to with some of these couples, but lets begin!

Honourable mentions that didn’t make the list: Touken (Tokyo Ghoul), Renruki, Ishihime, Ichihime, and Ginran (BLEACH), Victori (Yuri on Ice!!), Levihan (Shingeki no Kyojin), Royai (Fullmetal Alchmist), Tamaharu and Hikaharu (Ouran Highschool Host Club), Banlaine (Nanatsu no Taizai), Haku x Chihiro (Spirited Away), Hideki x Chii (Chobits), Ayame x Mine and Hatsuharu x Rin (Fruits Basket), Cielizzy (Kuroshitsuji), and Tetsuo x Kaori (Akira).

10. Hana x The Wolfman - Wolf Children: Ame and Yuki

Originally posted by thebrisingr

It’s one of the most short-lived romances on the list, but by God it is so heartfelt! It’s the closest thing to the first ten minutes of Up you’ll get in anime form (in terms of how it hits you emotionally). Right off the bat the film made me care about these two so much as a couple and as individuals. The Wolfman is shrouded in mystery, a lonely figure in search of meaning and belonging, and Hana is optimisitic college student, told long ago to always smile in the face of tradegy and sadness. Together they form a quick bond that is genuine, sweet, and heartfelt. The Wolfman’s death was crushing, especially since we are left to piece together the circumstances of his death, and every scene they appear in together afterwards had me sobbing.

9. Kyoru - Fruits Basket

Originally posted by heckyeahfruitsbasket

I have to include this pairing. I watched anime when I was really young, but I didn’t seriously get into it until nine years ago. The anime that threw me beyond the point of no return was Fruits Basket. I originally shipped Tohru with Yuki, but Kyo grew on me as a character and as a result so did his relationship with Tohru. The last few epiodes of the anime pretty much solidified them as one of my firt anime ships; but coupled with the events that happened in the manga and they became an unforgettable ship for me.Their relationship initally brought them joy, pain and uncertainty, but in the end, it healed them in almost everyway possible,allowing them both to move on from Kyoko’s death and find happines together.

8. Rock x Revy - Black Lagoon

Originally posted by heartcoma

I’ve only just recently got into Black Lagoon, but one of the things I love most about the show is the complex relationship between Rock and Revy. The chemistry between these two is insane! I love the banter and dialouge they share together, and they’re two sides of the same coin in a lot of ways - Revy is nihilistic and cynical, while Rock is calculating and always tries to save those in need, even in a place as chaotic and deathly as Roanapur. Their relationship is based on an ironic twist of the ‘getting a second chance at life’ trope for both of them - Revy gave Rock a second chance at life in a hell-hole of a place, and Rock made Revy realise she has another chance to be more then just a drifter in life. Also, that cigarette kiss is near iconic at this point.

7. Nishikimi - Tokyo Ghoul

Originally posted by kishou

You would not believe how hard it was to choose between Touken and Nishikimi. In the end I went with Nishikimi because I had keep this list more anime-focused (keep in mind I only saw the first season of Tokyo Ghoul and bits of the second season) and my love for Touken has stemmed mainly from later chapters in Tokyo Ghoul: re. The moment Nishiki said he would come back from the dead to kill Tsukiyama if he hurt Kimi, I knew I had a new angsty ship to worship. This couple just hit me in the feels every time they’re on-screen together or when they mention each other when they’re apart. They gave each other a reason to keep living and have shown they will go to the ends of the earth for each other (Nishiki dragging himself, starving and weakened, to Anteiku to search for Kimi, and Kimi willing to give up her flesh to feed Nishiki). Given the events of :Re, I really hope that it ends well for them, I don’t know if my heart could take it otherwise ;_;

6. EdWin - Fullmetal Alchemist

Originally posted by vale-kirigaya

Edward and Winry are practically made for each other, and it was only a matter of time I started shipping them when I Started watchinG Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. They follow a few of  the tropes I absolutely adore in romantic relationhips (childhood friend-to-lovers, promises to protect, and the fighter-healer dynamic). Winry was Edward’s healer both physically (she gave him an arm and a leg and repairs them for him) and emotionally, and Edward has been a constant in Winry’s life since she was very young, being their for her when he parents were killed and giving her a reason to put her skills to use. As the series went on, I came love every scene they were in together (of particular mention is when Winry almot hot Scar and their not-so-equivalent exchange moment at the end of the series). Also, the fact Ed might have tried to match her height as a child by using his cow-lick is priceless.

5. Rivetra  - Shingeki no Kyojin

Originally posted by jynn-da-meatball

Man I wish this gif was actually a scene from the anime. The couple that will never be. Shingeki no Kyojin made it clear from the start that it wouldn’t be pulling any punches when it came to characters’ mortality, but it really hit me when Petra died…and even more so when I saw Levi’s reaction. There was a lot of potential for a relationship to grow between these two; for me they had a lot of chemitry in the moments they were together. As per the trend with quite a few of the couples on this list, they were opposites in a lot of ways, but their differences complimented each other so well. Petra was mother-hen of sorts for the Survey Corp., while Levi was their steel-bound, stoic leader. However, I always felt Petra could see the other part of him many didn’t - that he actually cares about his comrades a great deal and has been through a lot of loss - and Levi always treated her lightly different from the others. It’s a darn shame we didn’t get more moments of them together or find out Levi’s true feeling towards Petra, but regardless, I still ship them for what could have been.

4. Takeo x Rinko - Ore Monogatari!!

Originally posted by psychopass

These two the very definition of ‘sweet’!! I just can’t get over how cute, fluffy, and special their relationhip is. It really helps that they are adorkable people themselves. Rinko is a kind and sweet girl with a love for baking and tall, burly men, while Takeo is biggest goofball with a heart of gold and a strong will to help others.A a result they’re a hugely likeable couple who are so sweet and funny and charming when they’re together. I loved seeing their relationship develop in both the convetional and non-conventional ways of shoujo anime. Also, their character designs just suit each other so, so well!

3. Gutsca - Berserk

Originally posted by nox-artemis

I just…oh God, these two! Their relationship is one of the reasons I loved the Berserk anime and continue to read the manga. I love how a sense of tenderness slowly grew between them, and how they healed each other in small ways when they finally got together. After the Eclipse…oh God, here come the tears again! I don’t want to spoil anything in case anyone of you are reading/watching or want to read/watch Berserk (trust it’s better if you aren’t spoiled for maximum emotional impact), but they’ve been through so much and I desperately want them to have a happy ending together (but this is Berserk, what the chance fo that actually happening? T_T).

2. Tomoya x Nagisa - Clannad & Clannad: After Story

Originally posted by lilium

The heart of Clannad is it’s characters and the little adventures they get up to, but it’s through Tomoya and Nagisa’s relationship that this all made possible; it is the thread that binds every event and character in the story, including the parallel world with the girl and the robot. These two are incredibly sweet and endearing together, able to bring the best out of each other, motivate each other when they’re going through strife, and change each other for the better - Tomoya came to believe in second chances and see the goodness within himself because of Nagisa, while Nagisa learned to be more assertive and gain more self-confidence because of Tomoya. They’re such a likeable and relateable couple, to the point where fangirled for their moments of joy and sobbed up rivers when sadness or tragedy struck. I love them so much and always will!

1. HitsuHina - BLEACH

Originally posted by the-substitute-soul-reaper

This is my only OTP. The only couple that has made me inconsolable after one particular event happened to them. The only couple I have been completely rendered speechless by when I see and think about their bond. The only couple that hold a very special place in my heart. I don’t think I will ever love a ship as much as I love HitsuHina. I have done everything for them that I have never done for any other couple in any other fandom: I have written metas about them, am constantly coming up with fanfic and fanart ideas for them, and once literally sung my praises for them from a rooftop. I can not stress enough how powerful and incredible their bond is: it has survived the worst fo trials and I can practically feel the decades of history between them by just watching them interact. The effect they have on each other is also amazing: Toshiro always endevours to become stronger for Momo’s sake and would do anything for her, and Momo’s bond with Toshiro was strong enough to make her doubt the man she dearly admired. I could sit here all day tell you why I love them so much, but if you’re intereted, I have a whole bunch or ramblings and metas on my blog that can do the job for me.

And there you have it! If you guys want to do it, I tag @sakura-warrior, @xxhanabifireworksxx, @salzrand, and @herprettysmile.

Anonymous asked: (jock!dean & nerd!cas) Cas sending Dean one of those school anon flower valentines day things with a little personalized note (cough cough mean girls) but thinking he’s not going to notice his specially. Little does he know Dean sent one to him as well.

Castiel was staring at the bulletin board, his mouth dry and his heart hammering against his rib cage as he read the new announcement.

Valentine’s Day 2016 at Lawrence High

Anonymously send a rose with personal note to the one you desire, our cupid will deliver the message on Friday February 12th.’

There was more information about how and where to leave your message, but Castiel knew that he had to talk himself out of this horrible idea before he gave in. Because he was this close to actually doing it. This close to acting on his feelings, to throw caution to the wind. This close to finally doing something about his crush on the most popular guy in school.

“Hey, Cas!” A cheerful voice called his name from not too far away, and suddenly an arm was casually draped around his shoulder. “I can already tell what you’re thinking, and I think that you should go for it.”

Charlie Bradbury, Castiel’s best friend, was wiggling her eyebrows at him, nodding at the school’s special Valentine’s offer.

Castiel sighed, shaking his head. “It’s pointless, we both know that.”

“Oh come on, you won’t know for sure if you don’t try!” Charlie countered immediately, one of her hands ruffling Castiel’s hair. “And honestly, if I have to watch you pine after Dean Winchester for another year, I will end up needing therapy.”

“It is not funny.” Castiel grumbled, giving his friend a sideways glare.

“You’re right, it’s not.” Charlie agreed. “Therapy costs a fortune.

“Charlie!” Castiel warned, lightly smacking his friend’s arm as he continued to glower at her.

Charlie surrendered, holding up her hands, calling a truce.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry! I’m just saying, as a friend, that this is your chance, Cas. And it’s anonymous, so what do you have to lose, really?”

Castiel sighed, staring at the bulletin board again as he pondered that question.

“My sanity?” He offered after some time had passed.

Charlie shrugged. “Even better. If it doesn’t work out you can join me in therapy, maybe we’ll get a group discount.”

When Castiel reached out to reprimand her with another gentle slap to the arm, she moved out of the way before he could strike.

“Look, all I’m saying is, think about it. And before you start the whole he’s-popular-and-I’m-not argument again… It shouldn’t matter, as far as I know, Dean’s nice to everyone.” Charlie said, more serious now. “I gotta get to class, but I’ll see you at lunch, alright?”

Castiel muttered a goodbye in return when Charlie turned around and took off, feeling anxious as he considered the idea once more. The wise thing would be to forget about it altogether…

~

One week later, Castiel was deeply regretting the decision he’d made.

February 12th. He froze in his seat the second the door to the classroom opened in the middle of Math class. In walked Garth Fitzgerald, the janitor. Some students said that Garth wasn’t right in the noodle. When looking at him now, dressed in nothing but a giant white diaper with a pair of fake wings and a bow and arrow to match, Castiel suspected that they were right.

“I come bearing gifts.” Garth declared in a dramatic tone, holding up his right hand, the one that held at least fifteen red roses.

To make matters worse, of course it had to happen during the only class that Castiel shared with Dean. This was a scene taken directly from one of Castiel’s worst nightmares.

Garth was handing out roses here and there, and Castiel bit his lip, sinking lower in his chair, mortified. Jo Harvelle got one, and so did Victor Henriksen. Meg Masters got two, and Meg’s friend Ruby had scored three.

“Dean Winchester, six for you, the school record.” Garth whistled as he dumped the roses on Dean’s desk with an elegant hand gesture.

Dean frowned, green eyes narrowing. He looked sincerely surprised.

Castiel breathed out for the first time in what felt like ages, feeling a little defeated. Dean got six, of course. It wasn’t the first time that Castiel was reminded of just how doomed his infatuation with the guy truly was. He made up his mind there and then; he was never going to confess that one of those roses was his doing. Dean would never know that one of the messages came from Castiel, and everything would go back to normal.

“Castiel Novak, one for you.”

Castiel flinched when Garth’s voice was practically singing his name. Next thing he knew, a rose was placed on his desk. Almost all of Castiel’s classmates were staring at him, shock painted on their faces. Dean wasn’t one of them though, he was stiffly staring down at the roses on his own desk.

Garth had already moved on to another victim, and Castiel blinked at his rose, dumbstruck. There had to be some kind of misunderstanding. No one ever even paid attention to shy Castiel Novak with the dorky glasses.

Curious nonetheless, Castiel discreetly checked the card.

‘You’re awesome, don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise. PS: I think I could drown in your eyes, and I wouldn’t even mind if did.’

Castiel tried to hide a laugh. This had ‘Charlie’ written all over it. This was a typical case of Castiel’s best friend trying to make him feel better. He could appreciate the joke, and he was kind of thankful that she’d taken the time to make him feel like less of an outcast.

He decided to go find her as soon as class ended, so that he could thank her.

~

Charlie was at the library, using one of the school computers. Castiel grinned as he hugged her from behind, surprising her.

“Whoa, Cas. What was that for? You never hug unless it’s a matter of life or death.” Charlie accused as she turned her head, dragging her eyes away from the screen. “The last time you hugged me was back in kindergarten when my cat died.”

Castiel rolled his eyes. So perhaps she was right, but that was not the point.

“Very funny… I just wanted to thank you for getting me a rose, that was nice of you. The part about drowning in my eyes was impressive, especially considering that you’re not even into males.”

Charlie’s hands slid away from the keyboard, and she turned in her chair to stare up at Castiel, appearing to be completely clueless.

“Rose?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. “That sure as hell wasn’t me… I sent you a friendship card, it should be waiting for you in the mail when you get home.”

There was no doubt that Charlie was speaking the truth; Castiel knew his friend well enough to detect when she was lying.

Castiel’s blood turned to ice. Someone had pranked him. Great. Predictable, but embarrassing all the same. Without thinking, Castiel rushed out of the library. He heard Charlie call after him, but he didn’t stop, aiming for some fresh air and some alone time instead…

~

It was chilly outside, even though the sun was struggling to break through the clouds. Castiel shivered as he took in the empty school yard. It wasn’t time for lunch break yet, which meant that he was alone. Perfect.

He made his way over to a group of trees, sitting down on a wooden bench that was still slightly damp. Putting down his bag, he took a deep breath. Now that he could think clearly, he realized that he was overreacting. It had simply been a prank, and whoever had pulled it, at least the message hadn’t included any mean or harmful words…

“Cas?”

Castiel nearly fell off the bench at the sound of that voice, deep and warm, calling his name so casually.

“Hello…” Castiel mumbled as he looked up into troubled green eyes. “Dean.” He added in an even smaller voice when he realized that this was probably bad news.

Like this, Dean was towering over him, and Castiel felt the need to get up to his feet as well, so that they at least were on the same level. When he did just that, Dean was even closer, and Castiel took a tiny step back.

Did Dean know? Had someone found out about Castiel sending him that rose? Castiel felt sick to his stomach at the mere thought.

“Can I talk to you, Cas?”

For reasons unknown, Dean sounded nothing like the confident guy that Castiel knew, and it was a bit unsettling.

“I… Yes, I guess.” Castiel permitted helplessly, trapped by both those eyes and the intense look on that handsome face.

Dean nodded, but stayed silent for a brief amount of time, as if collecting his thoughts. Castiel shamelessly used that pause to count the freckles on Dean’s nose, until he caught himself in the act and swiftly averted his eyes.

“Look, I think this whole anonymous thing with the roses is one big load of crap.” Dean suddenly stated out of the blue, breaking the silence and making Castiel look up at him again. “I mean, why send someone a message if you’re not even gonna tell them it’s you, right? Besides, it’s weird and awkward…”

Oh no… Dean knew. It felt like Dean’s gaze was boring right into Castiel’s very soul, digging up all of the secrets that he’d tried to keep hidden for so long.

Castiel contemplated running away and hiding in a cave forever, or moving to the other side of the country. Anything, something to get away from Dean Winchester, as well as impending humiliation. But Castiel was not a coward, never had been. He stood a little straighter, squaring his shoulders, a confession on his lips, just waiting to spill out.

“I’m sorry, Dean…” He apologized, loud and clear. “Sending you that rose was stupid, I know it was irrational, and I should’ve known that it would make you uncomfortable. I wasn’t thinking…”

The dumbfounded expression on Dean’s face that followed after, was not what Castiel had anticipated. This entire conversation was getting more confusing by the minute.

You? No Cas, I was talking about me!” Dean blurted out, face turning pink. “I sent you a rose… I think you’re cute, and smart, and your eyes are just… they’re gorgeous, okay? That’s what I’m trying to tell you, because otherwise what even would the point be, huh?”

Dean was grinning sheepishly, one hand rubbing the back of his neck as he waited for Castiel to say something.

Castiel couldn’t believe what he was hearing, shocked that Dean even knew he existed, let alone that he’d taken an interest in Castiel.

“So did you… Was I the only one who got a rose from you?” Castiel eventually questioned, not knowing what else to say.

Dean put his hand over his heart in mock offense. “Of course! I think one Valentine’s date at a time is enough, don’t you.” He winked at Castiel, and Castiel was officially lost.

“Y-You want to ask me on a date, Dean?”

“Yeah, I do…” Dean replied with a grin. “But first, I wanna know which one of those six messages was yours.”

Again, Castiel was reminded of his competition, but he suddenly felt less nervous. This was Dean, captain of the football team, the popular kid, yet he seemed genuinely vulnerable when talking to Castiel. It made Castiel confident enough to tease him a little.

“How about you guess which one it was?” Castiel said, tilting his head as he challenged Dean.

Dean weighed his options, squinting at Castiel. “Okay… Do I get a bonus if I guess it right away?”

Castiel laughed at Dean’s obvious enthusiasm. “You’ll see.”

Again, Dean was staring at him, as if trying to lift the answer straight from Castiel’s mind. Castiel gladly took yet another opportunity to map Dean’s freckles.

“Ha!” Dean shouted triumphantly, almost making Castiel jump. “It was the message that compared my freckles to the constellations, wasn’t it!”

Damn.

Lucky for Dean, Castiel wasn’t a sore loser. Dean had earned that bonus, fair and square. In a moment of extreme bravery, Castiel stood on his tiptoes and lightly kissed Dean on the lips. When Dean pulled him closer and started kissing him back, Castiel could tell that this was going to be the best Valentine’s day ever.

The Madara/Hashirama flashback is so good, not just from the obvious “wow i love them so much and they love each other too” standpoint, but from a storytelling standpoint as well. The amount of information Kishi/SP manages to convey in just that little batch of episodes is really impressive and just perfectly completes Madara’s character, rounds him out wholly, and it’s so, so good to watch (same for Hashi’s character, too).

Anyway I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, how Madara’s whole motivation throughout his ENTIRE arc stems directly from his “I have to save people” thing. this was partly due to his dad, partly because of the way circumstances played out during his childhood and adolescence. He was the designated protector of his four younger siblings, he was the son of the clan leader, he had a lot of responsibility from an early age, he didn’t have time to be a kid. He lost three brothers and spent most of his teenage years/early adulthood desperately clinging to the fourth brother to the point where he cut ties with his best friend and threw himself (however reluctantly) into the war he had abhorred because of his need to protect Izuna.

Madara NEEDS to protect people, he needs to save people or else he has no self worth. the dark side of this is that he needs to have constant control over every aspect of his life. (or, in the worst case, everyone else’s lives.) if a situation escalates beyond his level of influence he shuts down, or he lashes out (as he does when Izuna dies and he takes it out on Hashirama, finally fighting like he means it, not just going through the motions with his sword but seriously projecting his fury into the susanoo and everything). Or he gets cold and defensive and puts up walls and refuses to listen to reason (see: second half of episode 369).

Teenaged Madara (in front of his father, no less): No, Hashirama is stronger than I am, we should retreat.
Adult Madara [to Hashirama, post-tablet reading]: Are you trying to say you could take me down??!

Ok, Madara’s father. from what I can infer, Madara is constantly being told two contradictory things:

  1. You are strong.
  2. You are not strong enough.

Madara recognizes his strength and skill as a warrior but he also punishes himself, personally, for not having the strength and skill necessary to save his brothers. We don’t know anything about Madara’s other siblings and we know nothing about the manner in which they died, just that Madara blames himself for it. The databooks explicitly mention that Tajima treats his sons as living weapons. He carefully honed and crafted Madara’s psyche, probably in order to awaken his sharingan (we see in that confrontation scene that Tajima laughs rather cruelly and with grim satisfaction when Madara actually does awaken it, and it just generally looks as if he’s been waiting on this moment for a long time).

Tajima: well we didn’t gather any intel on the Senju clan, but it seems we’ve gained something valuable from this whole ordeal after all.

Like, Tajima doesn’t care about his son, he cares about using his son to further the Uchiha clan’s battle prowess.

I would honestly say, though, that he is most like his “"true self”“ when he’s around Hashirama, because we see him without his protective gloves, without his armor, smiling and laughing and speaking candidly about his own insecurities and issues. As a teenager he shows off in front of Hashirama because he really likes Hashirama and he wants Hashirama to like him, and Hashirama just finds the whole thing endearing.

Teenaged Madara: Hey, I’m stronger than most of the adults around me!
Teenaged Hashirama: Oh really!! :)

But then they have these moments where they’re not just two children on a riverbank; they remember that in their real lives they’re soldiers, and this whole plan to create an ideal village is so fragile and far away and really only in their heads and at SOME POINT the dream is going to collapse and they’re going to give in and become enemies, because the era of warring states is absolute, unchangeable reality.

And the best part about this is that Hashirama UNDERSTANDS all of this about Madara, he knows exactly what Madara went through because he ALSO had a shitty father and lost his siblings and he RECOGNIZES Madara’s knee-jerk obligation to protect people, he even admits to Madara he can’t picture anybody else in the hokage seat; Madara would be the best possible candidate, he’s pragmatic and he cares very deeply and he’s powerful and clever and he led the Uchiha (they unified and became truly formidable, a force to be reckoned with, under Madara’s leadership) for who knows how many years and he put his whole heart and soul into building the village and now he’ll protect it with everything he’s got. like. Hashi GETS IT.

Even in the present time, when an unspecified amount of decades have passed and Hashirama is telling Sasuke the whole story, Tobirama goes on this rant about the Uchiha, how they’re monsters, they’re cursed with loving too much, and then Hashirama brings everything back into human terms: "Madara cared intensely about his younger brother.”

anonymous asked:

Heyo I just absolutely love your blog! Would you mind doing a classical musician au (orchestra or solo, doesn't matter) for Yoongi, Seokjin, and Taehyung? Like they play classical music and instruments like violin or piano? Thank you so much! 💖💖

ummmm listen to me anon i love orchestras,,,,i love listening to harp concertos,,,,how did you know,,,,,,

Yoongi

  • he’s the conductor 
  • and he takes it very seriously. like he does not play around 
  • with him it’s all about perfection and it’s not because of some sort of complex he has,,,,,it’s because people like to look down on younger conductors like him,,,,people who might not have years and years of knowledge so he pushes himself and his musicians to play their best even if it means hours of tireless practice
  • fluent in italian + french because he needs to know how to read choral writing 
  • plays piano,,,,but rarely shows it to people outside of his close musical friends and mentors.
  • known as ‘stone yoongi’ since he doesn’t change his expression ever,,,,,,not even when the tempo rises or something goes wrong. he’ll correct people with the same tone of voice as he praises people
  • some of the musicians don’t like his very practical, hard-work over everything approach but everyone in the orchestra puts their trust in his leadership because they know he’ll never let them down
  • and you’re one of those people, you play viola and you’re seated right in front of yoongi and no matter what piece of music you’re playing or how well or how bad the practice is going you can’t help but admire his complete grace and unwavering expression
  • ,,,,,,,but also you’ve made it your own personal mission to make him smile. at least once
  • because you remember seeing him smile,,,,,,during the new years dinner where one of his mentors had complimented him on his improved skills and how,,,,,,,,you’d seen this beautiful gorgeous smile you knew you’d never be able to forget
  • and so from making faces, to making musical puns, to even using two bows to give yourself antennas,,,,,,,,,you’ve tried to get a laugh. a chuckle. a hint of that smile
  • but it hasn’t worked 
  • not until you end up late to practice, running past everyone’s stares, hair a mess and yoongi goes “why are you late”
  • and you, out-of-breath, admit that your case had gotten stuck between the closing doors on the train and you had to literally put your foot against the door and tug it out, falling over onto your back in the process
  • but you grin and pull out your viola and you’re like “thankfully, she’s fine!” (referring to the instrument)
  • and this,,,,,,,,this pulls the corners of yoongi’s lips into a small smile
  • but enough of a smile that it shows his gums and his eyes scrunch up 
  • and you’re like holy,,,,,,,,i did it,,,,,,,,,,he smiled,,,,,
  • and after the practice you go up to yoongi and you’re like “im sorry for interrupting the practice-” but yoongi just shakes his head and then suddenly he’s ????? smiling again
  • and you’re like someone pinch me he’s so freaking cute
  • and he’s like “it’s fine, but really the way you were most worried about your viola really-” and he looks into your eyes and he’s like “really shows that you love it,,,you love music right?”
  • and you nod, because of course you’ve always loved it from the bottom of your heart
  • and the next thing you hear you can’t believe but ???? yoongi is like “me too,,,,,,,not a lot of people truly care for their instruments and their talent,,,,,,,also - aren’t you happy, you finally got me to smile.”
  • and you’re like Omg,,,,,did you figure out what i was up to?
  • and this time it isn’t a smile but a smirk more so and yoongi goes “it was obvious, but since i smiled - how about you do something for me?”
  • and you’re like well,,,,what? 
  • and he’s like “do you want to go get coffee with me?” and you get a bit flustered and taken aback and you’re like,,,,,,,are you asking me to hangout?? 
  • and yoongi is like “hmm, no im asking you on a date.”

Jin

  • instrument: the harp 
  • “if you bother me during practice again i will strangle you with all 47 of these strings. do nOT test me”
  • deserves more solos ,,,,,,, like yes jimin’s tchaikovsky violin solo was great but,,,,,,jin has this really good boieldieu piece,,,,,
  • people are always like “he’s so perfect for the harp,,,,it’s the most beautiful instrument in the orchestra and he’s just as beautiful tbh”
  • and yes he looks magical playing it, long fingers gliding across the strings and a very handsome composed face it’s honestly like watching a prince
  • so many other members have messed up by looking over at him and just being mesmerized and basically missing their notes 
  • and you’re new to the orchestra, replacing one of their flute players who’d gotten sick and on the day of your first rehearsal
  • you get there super early and you see this tall boy with this HUGE case and he’s looking at the door to the practice room and you’re like !!!! he needs help
  • and you go over and you’re like “let me hold the door open for you!!!”
  • and you don’t even look at his face, you just get the handle open and look at the case and try to guess ,,,, like it’s not a cello it’s not the right shape,,,,,an octobass??? no,,,,,,,
  • and then you hear him laugh and he’s like “thank you!” and it’s a very unique laugh it’s kind of squeaky??
  • and you look at him and holy moly is he????? an???? angel????
  • how can someone look like that
  • and jin is just like “my harp is such a pain to move,,,,,it’s the worst part about this instrument.” and he like slowly begins to move it through the door and thankfully the case is on wheels, but it’s still gigantic 
  • and you get bumped a bit by jin’s shoulder as he’s moving past you but you’re like more concentrated on making sure the harp gets inside unharmed
  • and once jin gets it through the door, he gets it into his position and he’s like opening the case and you’re like “let me help!!”
  • and jin is like “oh, thank you! by the way are you new?” and you introduce yourself and tell him you’re the new flute player and he’s like oh im jin,,,,,,as you can tell i play harp LOL
  • and you’re like “i love the harp!! it’s such an underrated instrument,,,”
  • and jin claps his hands and is like EXACTLY,,,,,you get me i feel like we’ll get along
  • and you guys start talking and it’s kind of funny because you’re on one side of the harp and he’s on the other and like you can see him through the strings
  • when finally you peek from the corner and you see jin’s face once again you’re like what ,,,,,,,, art,,,,,,,am i looking at tbh
  • and he’s like “oh here let me show you how to play a note on the harp!”
  • and you’re like !!!! ok
  • and he takes your hand and gently guides it over onto one of the strings and tells you to put your foot on one of the pedals
  • and you notice how long and elegant his fingers are and you’re like he really is perfect for this instrument
  • and his warm breath is against your ear as he’s telling you to play an ascending note
  • and it’s like a scene out of a movie,,,,,,,
  • until you hear someones voice and you look over to see a younger boy going “hyung!!!!!! are you two having a MOMENT?”
  • and jin is like “jungkook come here - what did you just say?”
  • and you’re blushing because,,,,,a moment,,,,,,and jin’s ears are red too but he’s too busy running to chase jungkook who has dashed out of the room saying he’s going to tell the rest of bts that jin is being a big flirt LOL 

Taehyung 

  • instrument: the bassoon
  • his instrument is the largest one in the woodwind family and therefore can play the lowest notes and everyone says it’s fitting because his voice is p low too
  • someone: “taehyung has anyone ever told you,,,,,you speak in like a B flat?”
  • taehyung: “honestly i don’t speak that DEEP im not batman please,,,,,though that would be really cool should i try speaking like batman from now o-”
  • the whole orchestra: “PLEASe god n o”
  • he really likes it when kids ask what kind of instrument he’s playing because it looks like a really big flute??? with lots of keys??? and shiny parts??? and he’s just like very very excited to tell kids about how cool the bassoon is and how it is very very important to the orchestra family
  • and tbh most people look at him and their first impression is that he can’t be serious,,,,,,like he can’t actually play classical music well with his torn up jeans and vibrant personality,,,,,they’re just like “shouldn’t be in a punk band or something?” but taehyung,,,,
  • when he plays,,,he’s 100% serious and committed and you can see the shift in his face. like he goes from all soft smiles, big eyes, sparkling laughter to concentrated, sharp focus 
  • and you don’t know taehyung at all, to be honest you’re just an usher that works at this concert hall and during the practice you’re doing the usual check up to see that the seats are all clean and there isn’t any safety hazards
  • when you look up you see this grinning boy, with pretty brown eyes and a really cheerful chuckle walking up onto the stage and he’s holding the bassoon and you’re like huh he looks kinda playful,,,,,is this orchestra not famous yet?
  • but literally ten minutes into practice you look up again and spot him,,,,,the same smiling youthful looking boy playing with such a stark expression of seriousness that you almost trip over yourself as you’re going down the aisle of chairs
  • and taehyung notices the way you keep throwing glances over your shoulder
  • and even after practice as everyone is going back out and the theater is being opened for the night,,,taehyung passes by you and gives you a smile and you’re like ?????
  • but shrug it off as you start helping people to their seats and passing out programs
  • but then you hear people talking with other members of the orchestra and when you help over an elderly couple to their front row seats you see him,,,,,taehyung,,,,,,standing there too and you kind of blink a bit because shouldn’t he be mingling with the other musicians and people??
  • but taehyung tilts his head and gives you a wink and you’re like !!!!!!! blushing and looking around and then giving a small wave
  • which in turn makes taehyung break out into a grin, slight pinkness in his cheeks
  • and you don’t get to talk until after the performance but taehyung finds you as you’re pointing out the bathroom to some people and he’s like “hi ^^” and you’re like omg,,,,hi?? and he’s like “so which do you like more,,,,,,,musician me or plain me?” and you’re like huh and he’s like “smiley, cute me or sexy, serious me?”
  • and you get that he’s referring to how he is off and on stage and it makes you giggle and he just wiggles his eyebrows 
  • and it’s cute,,,,,,his sense of humor matches yours and taehyung asks if your ushering shift is over soon and maybe you two can get dinner? 
Doodle | Jungkook

genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff, a nice pinch of angst if you squint, soulmate!au, slight artist!jungkook

word count: 1,655 i tried

description: “soulmate!au where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker, it will show up on your soulmate’s skin as well”

warning: cuss words, innocent baby kook becomes fuckboy kook


i got inspiration for this post from a text post about a list of soulmate!au ideas, couldn’t find it though yikes.

Originally posted by nnochu

Soulmates. A term to describe two people that were born for each other– a term so strong in this world it would be completely unacceptable to call anyone that unless you share the same markings on your skin.

The day you learned what soulmates were exactly and how your world viewed soulmates was the day you first began to notice how once in a while, little doodles that looked like they were made by a ballpoint pen etched their way onto the skin of your arms and hands. You had just turned eight and as all eight year olds are, you was curious. You approached your mother and asked her about it and she squealed in joy. That day, both of your parents sat you down and explained that there was another person somewhere out there, that was drawing that exact design on their skin and that they were your soulmate. At the time, you didn’t exactly understand what they were saying but as you grew older, you began to understand what a soulmate exactly is. 

By the age of 15, you would stare at your skin in awe and wonder during class as small but intricate drawings slowly spread across your forearm. You would always look forward to what your assumed soulmate would come up with next. However, you never really thought to draw anything on your own skin as you were so encompassed and enthralled by the little sketches that would decorate your entire left arm. 

After many. many years of having doodles fill up your arm, you began to learn about the person that was considered your soulmate. He was right-handed for sure, as the drawings only appeared on your left arm. He was also very creative because no drawing had ever been the same. But, there was almost always a star involved which showed he enjoyed the night sky. He also drew constellations. Slowly, you found myself falling for this boy you had never talked to, but only seen the drawings that he would sketch out.

When you were nearing the end of senior year in high school, your mom began to bug you about writing a time and date and place on your skin so this mysterious boy and you could finally meet up but every time you would tell her that if it really was fate, you both would meet without arranging a meeting.

Once you hit sophomore year of college, the drawings stopped. It was like he had dropped off the face of the earth. After two weeks of no drawings, marks, even just small doodles that used to appear every single day, you began to freak out. You thought that the boy that was your apparent soulmate had died. But then a phone number appeared on your skin at 11 on a Friday evening. And then another one the next day. And then another one the next Friday. And another. And another. Some of them came with hearts and others came with blatant phrases like “let’s fuck another time” or “call me for another round, baby.” It absolutely broke your heart once you saw the first message and you began to realize that maybe, the man that you thought would be your soulmate thought that it was complete bullshit.

After that night, you never dared look at your arms and always wore long sleeve, never wanting to see the amount of phone numbers or “love notes.” Now, you’ve completely blocked your so-called “soulmate” from your mind and began to go out more and hang out with friends.

You woke up one morning and looked at the clock. “Fuck!” you exclaimed as you shot out of bed, realizing that you were an hour late to your morning class. You rushed to get ready, grumbling to yourself about how you need to get a new alarm clock that actually wakes you up on time. You rushed out of the dormitories after grabbing your backpack and began to speed-walk to the building where your classes were on campus. But, of course with your luck, you were stopped by a friend.

“Heyyy! Y/N!” Yoona– your friend– called out once she saw you, grabbing your arm.

You looked over to her in a rush and nodded, “Hi, Yoona, what is it? Sorry, I’m in a big rush.”

She nodded in understanding and got to the point, “Are you still on for coffee at the new cafe downtown at 3″

“Shoot! I totally forgot!” you cursed to yourself, “I’ll be there but I completely forgot what it’s called and I’ll most likely forget the time.”

“Don’t worry! I can just write it on your hand,” she offered, already grabbing a pen and your hand and writing down the name of the cafe and the time to meet before you could protest. She said a quick goodbye and let you be on your way. You read your hand and shrugged, realizing that even if your “soulmate” saw it, he wouldn’t even care. You then rushed into class.


Ever since Jungkook was little and had heard about the whole soulmate thing when he was six, he began to avidly practice drawing on pieces of paper so he could impress what he called his “future wife.” Once he was eight, he finally gained enough courage to begin to draw on his skin to start telling his soulmate that he was alive and here. He continued to draw every single day on his skin for the rest of the week, hoping he would get a drawing back. Sadly, he didn’t. Instead of jumping to the worst conclusion, he was hopeful and thought that it was because she was also practicing her drawing for him. Little did he know that the one who was his soulmate was just so fascinated in his drawings that she never thought to draw any back.

Years passed and Jungkook’s faith in soulmates slowly began to fade away. In high school, he believed that his soulmate was never even born, or had died early and that he didn’t deserve “true love.” But because of hope, he continued all throughout high school. It wasn’t until sophomore year of college did his friend Taehyung tell him to give up, as it was tearing Jungkook up so much. Taehyung began to introduce Jungkook to the party scene so he could forget all about the ‘dumb idea of a soulmate’ as Taehyung put it– although he was a complete believer in true love, he only did it for Jungkook’s sake.

After partying for two weeks and not drawing anything on his skin during that time, he slowly pushed back the thoughts of true love and began to focus on a temporary love.. in other words, a temporary lust. He started with flirting which he had never done before other than to a mirror or his friend to practice for when he met his soulmate and once he was confident enough, he began to invite him home. Many girls wrote numbers on his wrists and no one would ever see him without a girl on his arm whether it be at a party, or on campus. If someone did see him without a girl right next to him, it was when he was in front of them and telling them that they were done, without an expression on his face. He soon developed the nickname “Iceboy” due to his icy and cold appearance and heart.

A couple months later and he was still at it, but this time he had a different girl every night and maybe even two or three a day. While chatting up a girl in the hallway of a class building– having her against the wall as he propped up against the wall with his own arm– he saw something slowly appear on his arm. His eyes widened and he stopped what he was saying to stare at the thick black lines of words on the back of his hand. He realized that the thing written on his hand was a place and time, and it could’ve only been written by– no, no way– his soulmate! He looked at his watch and realized the time written on his hand was only five minutes away and he immediately pushed himself off of the wall and made his way to the parking lot where his car sat. Of course, the girl that he had against the wall called out his named in her whiny, high pitched voice but he ignored it, persistent to see if he really did have a soulmate. 

He hopped in the car, pulling out his phone and typing in the destination’s name to get instructions on where to go. He followed the directions into this quaint but modern-type cafe and made his way inside.

He looked around, noting that there was only two girls sitting at a table and a family sitting on the couch. He kept his eyes on the girls and grabbed a Sharpie from his bag. His eyes traveled down to her hand that lied on the desk and began drawing one of his favorite constellations right on the back of his other hand. He watched her glance down at her hand and gasp before slowly bringing her hand up to look at the drawing that began to appear. A smile pushed past his lips as he began to walk towards her quickly. He placed his hands on the table, showing both of the same exact matching markings on their hands. He could feel his heart quicken once their eyes met and he found himself not wanting to look away. He lost his breath before another grin framed his lips.

He took a deep breath before saying the words that he’s wanted to say for a very long time. 

“I finally found you.”

anonymous asked:

The thought of Dean stumbling around drunk in the streets (or worse, driving home in that condition) makes me so sad. I mean the whole scenario does; he's 40, so drunk he can't get to the bed, found passed out with a bra wrapped around him and a whiskey bottle. I mean yeesh:-(

Yeah… we know the Clam Diver was “just outside” the town, which implies driving distance and not drunken stumbling distance. If Dean was so drunk that he couldn’t even make himself land on the bed and looked like he was lucky he managed to hit the floor… I mean, he got one shoe off and used it as a pillow.

If he was really that drunk, the bar wouldn’t have let him drive home. They would’ve called him a cab. Not to mention, aside from his tie headband and his shoe pillow, the rest of him looked relatively well put together (buttons buttoned neatly, coat on properly, etc.).

And did he really walk around the rest of the night wearing a pretty pink bra around his neck? Did he wear it to the liquor store where he bought that bottle? Did he wear it walking through the hotel? Because he was too drunk to care about his appearance in a town where he was pretending to be an FBI agent for a case where one boy was missing and another had been rendered mute by his experience?

And if Dean was really so drunk that he didn’t care about any of that, how did he end up in that spot on the floor without waking Sam up? Opening the door in the middle of the night, so drunk that he could barely stand up (and couldn’t even make it to the bed), and yet not so drunk that his stumbling and fumbling woke Sam up? 

(here’s the embiggened version)

He was apparently messing with the TV remote as well? How? I mean… how did none of this apparent fumbling around the room not wake Sam up?

It’s like Dean was just tired of Sam pushing at him to just be “okay” again. Because Sam wasn’t really pushing Dean to be okay, he was pushing Dean to perform a specific version of Dean. Not because it would make Dean feel better, but because it would make Sam feel better about how Dean is coping.

Dean: I’m fine.
Sam: Look, you’re not, Dean. You said you don’t believe in anything, and – and that’s not true, that’s not you. You do believe in things, you believe in people. That’s who you are, that’s what you do. I know you’re in a dark place and I just want to help.
Dean: Okay. Look, I’ve been down this road before and I fought my way back, I will fight my way back again.
Sam: How?
Dean: Same way I always do: bullets, bacon, and booze. A lot of booze.

That’s what Sam needed Dean to be, to perform for him. To believe in something again, because yeah, Dean believes in people. He said it in 12.23:

DEAN: Yeah. You know, Cas has faith in this kid.
SAM: Mm.
DEAN: I hope he’s right. But me? I have faith in us. You, me, Mom, Cas. And Crowley. Sometimes.

But within an hour of that, 3/5 of the people Dean believed in were gone. And Sam’s now insisting that Dean just magically be okay with that, just let that go and just transfer all of that belief over to Jack, who Dean directly blames for the loss of the 3/5 people he believed in… 

And now that giving Dean the “mission” to help teach Jack (with the hope that Jack might eventually be able to open the rift to fetch Mary again) has failed to help snap Dean out of his funk, Sam is desperate to at least get Dean performing the motions that used to signal his unhealthy coping skills.

Heartily pushing a beer on Dean at breakfast when he just wanted a sandwich, tolerating his music instead of complaining about it, ordering him food he’d normally complain about Dean eating, reading online reviews of a strip club to recommend it to Dean when he typically avoids strip clubs himself, buying Dean hair of the dog. It’s annoying to Dean, but after his display in the motel room, when Sam hands him that bottle, he forgives Sam.

What does he forgive him for? For pushing him to just be okay when he just wanted to be left to grieve in his own way.

Notice Sam doesn’t push him again after that.

Notice also that Dean never drank either breakfast beer.

Sam: You okay?
Dean: No. Sam I’m not okay, I’m pretty far from okay. You know my whole life, I always believed that what we do was important. No matter what the cost, no matter who we lost. Whether it was Dad or Bobby or… and I would take the hit. But I kept on fighting because I believed that we were making the world a better place. And now Mom and Cas and I – I don’t know. I don’t know.
Sam: So you don’t believe anymore.
Dean: I just need a win. I just need a damn win.

Exactly the mental state Dean had diagnosed Cas with in 12.19. In the past, he’d still had Sam to believe in, the two of them against the world. Just fighting for Sam isn’t enough for him anymore. Something is different this time, and Dean doesn’t feel like he should have to perform the emotional labor to keep up a false front of coping for Sam anymore.

Like twig!Tasha told him in 12.20:

TASHA: Yeah. Family’s always complicated. Parents always see smart and strong and perfect. It’s only when you grow up that you realize that they’re just people.

Sam is finally seeing that Dean is just a person. Not that Sam had ever had illusions about Dean being perfect or whatever, but that act of always believing they could push through anything and come out the other side again isn’t the truth, and has never fully been the truth.

Heck, I’m watching 1.09 in the background while I write this up. And it wasn’t even the truth way back then… Dean kept up the “everything will be fine” act in front of Sam, essentially hid out behind a gas station and made his emotionally charged plea to John for help in the scene we’ve been paralleling to his prayer to God in 13.01. 

In 2.04, Sam confronted Dean yet again on how badly he was handling John’s death, after the case they stumbled over while Sam visited Mary’s grave. I mean, THEEEEEMES. Dabb is pulling all of these themes from early seasons, and standing them all on their heads. Because in 2.05, after Dean had spent weeks putting up a front for Sam, the truth is forced out of him by psychic manipulation:

Dean: We hunt demons.
Andy: What?
Sam: Dean!
Dean: Demons and spirits. Things your worst nightmares wouldn’t even touch. Sam here, he’s my brother…
Sam: Dean, shut up!
Dean: I’m trying. He’s psychic. Kind of like you. Well, not really like you, but see, he thinks you’re a murderer, and he’s afraid that he’s going to become one himself, ‘cause you’re all part of something that’s terrible. And, I hope to hell that he’s wrong, but I’m starting to get a little scared that he might be right.

Dean had buried all of this and kept it from Sam, much the same way Sam had buried some things that were pushed out in the open by another psychic manipulation (by a creepy ghost of a psychiatrist at an asylum, conveniently enough)… in 1.10:

Sam: That’s the difference between you and me. I have a mind of my own. I’m not pathetic, like you.
Dean: So what are you gonna do, huh? Are you gonna kill me?
Sam: You know what, I am sick of doing what you tell me to do. We’re no closer to finding Dad today than we were six months ago.
Dean: Well, then here. Let me make it easier for you. Come on. Take it. Real bullets are gonna work a hell of a lot better than rock salt. Take it!! You hate me that much? You think you could kill your own brother? Then go ahead. Pull the trigger. Do it!

Sam did it. But just like Dean brushing off the confessions Andy pulled out of him after the fact because it had been coercion, Sam brushed off what he’d said in that asylum, too.

Now in s13, Sam is asking– nay, begging– Dean to just brush this off again, to fake it ‘til he makes it, and Dean is saying no.

It’s honestly the healthiest damn way they’ve ever reacted in a situation like this.

I have no idea how I turned this ask into actual meta, but here you go.

radical-bears  asked:

So proud of Danny in the Defenders... He was my favorite. His fights were a huge improvement from his show, I loved them all! What do you think about Danny this season?

    Danny was a rockstar in this show. As Daredevil bloggers, we’re contractually obligated to say that Matt was our favorite… but well… we loved every second of Danny’s journey, and the wait for Season 2 is going to be very long indeed. We really enjoyed the fights in Iron Fist, but we agree that they were awesome in The Defenders– particularly with the addition of those glorious Luke/Danny tag-teams! If you don’t mind, we’re going to take this as an excuse to do a deep dive into Danny’s Defenders arc.

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The girl who tried to save the Holmes  - Sherlock x reader / Mycroft x reader

Originally posted by smoljohnlock

AN: Requested by @whoolemilk (it won’t let me tag you for some reason) I might change a little bit of it later on but for now, here ye are!

Summary: “can you write something from The Final Problem where Sherlock has to decide between shooting Mycroft, John, and the reader and the reader is trying to convince him to shoot her - something in that scenario?”

Word count: 1,547

Warnings: Some strong language, Slight Sherlock x reader, slight Mycroft x reader, angst, talk of death, you have to go though this painful as shit scene from the final problem again

There you were, stood in between Mycroft, John, Sherlock and a gun. Wondering how the hell you got yourself into this situation. 

It was your own fault. You insisted you come to with the boys to see their sister, Eurus. 

However a visit had turned into a hell hole of an experience rather quickly. Eurus had been challenging you all through little twisted games. Threatening and killing and toying with you all. 

Sherlock got it worst. That’s who Eurus actually wanted to hurt; to break. 


“Hey, Sis, don’t mean to complain, but this one’s empty. What happened, did you run out of ideas?” Sherlock asked as he moved into the next room. You and the others close on his heels.

“It’s not empty, Sherlock. You’ve still got the gun, haven’t you? I told you you’d need it, because only three can play the next game. Just three of you go on from here. Your choice, it’s make-your-mind-up time. Whose help do you need the most, John, (Y/n) or Mycroft? It’s an elimination round. You choose two and kill the other. You have to choose, family or friends. Mycroft, sweet little (y/n) or John Watson?” Eurus’s words made you go cold. Elimination. Kill

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Not Experienced - Choi Seunghyun

Originally posted by porimu



Pairing: Choi Seunghyun X Reader

Word Count: 3,197

hope you guys are gonna enjoy this cause i obviously did

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Y/N was standing off to the side while she watched everyone set everything up for the scene she’d be shooting tomorrow. She was shaking with anxiety seeing as it was something she’d never done before in her short list of projects she’d participated in. A sex scene.

And if it weren’t bad enough that she was filming a scene, having to pretend to know what she’s doing when really she doesn’t even know what she is doing since she’s never experienced a real orgams her life, which she had to now fake, she was doing it alongside the one person on this set that she had the biggest crush on. Choi Seunghyun.

When she first found out she’d be acting alongside Seunghyun she cried. She cried for nearly an hour, her emotions ranging from disbelief to excitement to pure terror. She hadn’t even met him at that point. And when she did she nearly cried again right in his arms as he hugged her.

That was three weeks ago and she had finally gotten over the initial shock of facing and working with her celebrity crush and actual crush. But now she was terrified all over again because she was going to be filming this scene with him, going into it completely blind. God knows how many times she’s going to fuck it up and have to restart, effectively annoying everyone including Seunghyun.

“This is your first sex scene, huh?” His voice echoed from less than a foot behind her and she whipped around to see him standing there, watching the setup for the mock-bedroom they’d be in. He averted his gaze to her and gave her one of his luxurious smirky smiles.

“Yeah.” She mumbled, turning her attention back forward as Seunghyun stepped up, standing right beside her, his arm brushing against hers.

He tucked his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his feet awkwardly. “It’s not that bad, really. You get used to it after the first few takes.”

That statement did no good for calming Y/N. Knowing that she’d have to do multiple takes for this scene made everything seem ten times worse. “That’s great.” She mumbled sarcastically, earning her a chuckle from Seunghyun.

“You’ll do fine. Just…think about the real thing, ya know?” He shrugged. She sighed, mentally slapping her palm over her face as she let her head droop down. She’s only ever had sex twice and neither times were good at all. She was positive she hadn’t even orgasmed. She didn’t know what it was even suppose to feel like.

Her experience with sex came from a year long relationship with a boyfriend she had nearly two years ago. They only slept together twice. The first time was absolutely horrible. Y/N even cried if she remembered correctly because it was nothing like she expected it to be. She thought it’d be romantic and pleasurable but really it was nothing more than a rush of limbs and lips in the backseat of her ex-boyfriend’s car. Not to mention it was painful as fuck. The second time was almost no better, the only benefit begin it took place in an actual bed. But again, it wasn’t pleasurable and she nearly cried for a second time.

“That’ll be a little difficult for me.” She murmured ashamedly, her hands sinking into her pockets, her stature now mimicking the boy standing beside her.

Seunghyun’s head swiveled to the side as he looked down at her with a raised brow. “You’ve never had sex?” He asked her as if it was a real concern. She felt the heat rush to her face as she groaned.

“No—I mean, yes. Yes, I’ve … had sex. I just—“

“It wasn’t good? Don’t really have anything useful to pull from the experience?” Seunghyun beat her to the punchline.

She nodded timidly, rolling her lips between her teeth as she shifted uncomfortably on her feet. “It was horrible.” She laughed dryly, reminiscing on the two worst nights of her life. “It was rushed. Pretty sure I wasn’t actually sexually attracted to the guy in the first place. Which is a real punch in the face, seeing as I wasted a year dating him.” Seunghyun stood and listened as Y/N ranted on about her experience, or lack of. “There wasn’t even any foreplay, not that I’ve ever had the chance to really know what that is or experience it. I’m assuming it’s stuff like oral and whatnot.” She felt silly talking about this with him. Especially because it was Seunghyun. The last person she’d ever thought to have this conversation with. But she had to admit that speaking about it was lifting a huge weight off of her shoulders.

“So you’ve never … ?” Seunghyun asked awkwardly, gesturing a hand in the air haphazardly before shoving it back into his pocket.

“Orgasmed? No. And yes, I know I probably need to do a little research about how to at least fake one before tomorrow. As much as I hate the idea, I’ll probably spend my night watching porn—“

“Nuh-uh.” Seunghyun shook his head, cutting her off in an instant. She snapped her head to the side, her brows furrowing. She was about to open her mouth to ask why but he continued. “Porn is fake. Dramatic. Half of the shit you’ll watch is nowhere near what a real orgasm will look or even sound like.” She nearly smiled and laughed at the fact that he knew this fact. It didn’t click that it was because he’d seen a girl, or girls, actually orgasm before but she thought more about how he maybe had done research. And for some reason, the idea made her want to giggle.

“So what should I do then? It’s not like I have someone to just go sleep with before tomorrow. And even if I did, I doubt it’s be magical enough seeing as it’s been nearly two years since the last time I even did anything like that.” She could feel the drip of frustration just beginning to trickle through her body at the whole ordeal. “I mean, what would you advise me to do?”

“Masturbate.”

The word rolled off of his tongue so casually, so smoothly as he continued looking forward, not even looking down at her—like he was answering the simplest math problem ever before moving on. But Y/N, on the other hand, stood there with wide eyes and her mouth slightly agape. “I—I’ve never—“

“I know you haven’t. Or you wouldn’t have this reaction.” Seunghyun finally looked down at her and waved a finger in her face. “But maybe you should try it. It’s not a big deal. It’s normal.” He shrugged. She’d always thought masturbation was a sexual thing you weren’t suppose to talk about with others but here she was with her co-worker, having what he probably believed was the most natural conversation ever. “Just go to bed tonight and try it out. Something may happen, something may not. I don’t know. Not exactly sure how well it’ll actually go. For a guy it’s pretty easy. But I assume if I can make a girl cum with just my fingers than you can do it to yourself.”

She nearly choked at his words, holding up her hands to him to stop him from sharing any more details of his sexual experiences. “Thanks for that.” She seethed with sarcasm. “But I don’t think I’ll do myself any good.”

“Do you want to do this scene correctly tomorrow or not? Go into it completely blind and I guarantee we’ll be here all night until you finally get it right.” Seunghyun brushed off, shrugging. “Think about it,” is the last thing he said to her before spinning on his heel and strolling away, leaving Y/N there to think about everything he’d just said.

She knew he was right. If she didn’t do something tomorrow would just be a huge disaster. Maybe if she did at least try to get a little feel for it she could channel it and make the whole thing not as bad.

She sighed, walking off to the parking lot to drive back to her hotel for the night.

***

Y/N walked onto set the next day, having already gone through wardrobe and makeup. Now she was just waiting for them to set marks and then she’d get to finally shoot the scene she’d been most dreading. Last night was a total bust for her. She tried her best to do as Seunghyun advised her but it just didn’t work out and now she felt completely screwed.

“So, how’d it go? Did you do what I said?” His voice came up behind her just as his body did until he was standing beside her like the previous day, hands tucked into his pockets.

“Yeah.” She said flatly, gnawing on her bottom lip.

“Anything?”

“Nope.” As soon as the word left her mouth she heard Seunghyun sigh which only made her more annoyed than she already was. “What the hell are you getting all huffy about? You’re not the one about to make a fool of yourself in front of twenty plus people!” She snapped, instantly retracting back into her shell, an apologetic look on her face.

She expected Seunghyun to retaliate but instead a small grin creeped onto his lips, his interest piqued at her outburst. “I’m not. But maybe you should calm yourself a little bit.” He said softly, his hands coming out of his pockets and reaching at her sides to grabs her clenched fists she hadn’t even realized she made.

She let him carefully pry her fingers open as he looked at her with a reassuring glint in his eye, making her calm down immensely. “I’m sorry. I just know I’m going to fuck up a bunch of times and I don’t want everyone to be annoyed with me.”

“It’s alright. They’ll get over it. And if worse comes to worst I’ll do something about it. Alright?” Seunghyun spoke calmly, his tone making every last bit of nervous tension in her body wash away. She hated how easily he could manipulate her.

She nodded just as the director called places, the calmness she felt not last very long.

She lied in the bed, they were about six takes in and Seunghyun could tell she was becoming frustrated. He hovered above her, shirtless and shimmering slightly from the sweat he had built up from repeating the intense scene over and over again. They’d always got a decent amount into the scene but when it came time for Seunghyun to disappear under the blankets and for her to start moaning, it all crashed and burned. She was immensely embarrassed by now and she honestly just wished she’d drop dead.

Seunghyun looked down at her as they waited for the cameras to be set back into place. “Look at me.” He murmured softly, his hand stroking softly over her hair. She rolled her eyes in frustration and looked up at him, her face and glare hard. “Just let go, alright? You’re doing so good you just keep psyching yourself out at the last minute. Just relax.” His hand never stopped soothing over her hair, the feeling making waves of tingles rush through her body.

Y/N nodded, sighing and closing her eyes for a moment to breathe. It the moment that her eyes were closed Seunghyun pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, making her smile and huff out a laugh. “Thanks.” She said softly, looking to the side to see the director getting ready to start up again.

“Y/N, just relax!” He shouted out from behind the cameras. She nodded, holding up the hand she had rested on Seunghyun’s back to give the director a thumbs up. Her hand returned to it’s place as she looked back at him. She gave her a comforting smile and a small nod.

“Ready?” He asked, searching her face for any sign of doubt.

“I think so.” And with that the director called places and then action.

Seunghyun’s lips instantly connected with hers as they began kissing heatedly. This was the easiest part for her. She’d kissed Seunghyun multiple times in the past three weeks while filming stuff so that was a walk in the park. But as soon as it got more heated than that she began to fall apart.

Seunghyun’s hand reached for hers, their fingers tangling together as he kissed her with as much passion as he could fake. She hated that this was so easy for him. That he couldn’t make any mistakes so she was always to blame from their slip-ups. She just wanted to do it right.

Y/N let out a soft sigh as Seunghyun kissed from her lips down to the spot just below her ear, sucking softly. “Relax.” She heard Seunghyun whisper quietly, so quietly that not even the boom mic could pick it up. She swallowed, allowing her hand to come up and run through his hair as he nipped softly at her earlobe, nearly breaking her concentration. That wasn’t scripted.

The small gesture caused a rush of tingles to move through her body and up her spine. She swallowed the pressure in her throat as a sudden rush of heat at the entire situation made it’s way to her core. That hadn’t happened for any of the last six takes. At least not this strongly.

Nevertheless they both continued, Seunghyun kissing back up to her lips before mumbling just loud enough for the mic to pick up. “You’re so beautiful.” It was breathy and she’d heard it six times before but this time it had an actual effect on her, making her wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, something she wasn’t meant to do, as she pulled him harshly against her, kissing him roughly.

She felt the twitch of a smirk that his lips pulled into before he moved down her chin and throat, kissing over her pulse point, a moan falling from her lips that she just couldn’t contain. He nipped her skin as if to praise her for the sound before kissing down the valley of her breasts, over the middle strap of her bra and further.

Her heart began to race as he pressed kisses all across her stomach and hips. This is where she always messed up. Finally, Seunghyun disappeared under the covers completely but she managed to compose herself and continue. She reached out and fisted the sheets as the script said, just about to let out her first sigh of fake pleasure when all of a sudden she felt Seunghyun’s lips on the inside of her thigh.

She nearly choked at the feeling but continued, surprised she hadn’t fucked up yet. What the fuck was he doing?

Her hands began shaking as he kissed farther down her thigh. This wasn’t suppose to happen. He was suppose to be faking it all—not really touching her.

She let out a moaning gasp as the feeling of his lips connecting with her covered core, his tongue swiping over the fabric of her increasingly soaking underwear until the tip of his tongue was flicking against her clit. She choked back the loud moans she wanted to let out and opted for softer ones instead. She really fucking hoped the director wouldn’t call cut right now. She was enjoying this rebellious turn of events too much.

No one could see what Seunghyun was doing to her under the covers but the thought of someone catching them sent a shiver through her body and she visibly shook. She sucked in a shaky breath when Seunghyun pushed her underwear to the side, a loud moan slipping her lips when he kitten licked up her slit before pressing his tongue flat against her, collecting as much of her wetness as he possibly could. She couldn’t help the sounds tumbling from her lips as he continued, effectively driving her insane.

“Oh god,” fell from her lips. It wasn’t scripted and it was loud enough for everyone to hear but no one stopped them.

“You’re doing beautifully, Y/N.” The director commented as they continued, the sound of his voice snapping her out of the daze for a quick moment. Seunghyun must have noticed or knew because he instantly slipped his tongue inside of her, easily making her lose her train of thought again.

Her back arched as she felt a burning heat pooling in the pit of her stomach. Something she’d never felt before. Seunghyun licked back up to her clit, wrapping his lips around it and sucking harshly before nibbling on it. She was a moaning mess now and one of her hands even slipped under the blanket to run through Seunghyun’s hair. Once again: unscripted. But the director must have really loved all of these ‘improvised’ moves and sounds because no one off camera said a word.

Seunghyun sucked more harshly, his tongue licking over her quickly and before she could react the heat inside of her exploded, her body shaking as she pulled at the sheets and at his hair. His tongue continued to move over her slowly as he brought her down from her high, her chest heaving and her fingers lazily massaging his scalp.

“Cut!” The booming voice of the director snapped her, almost violently, out of her trance as her eyes snapped open and she jumped. “That was perfect!” The director cheered, a few people around set clapping, probably happy that the day was finally over. Seunghyun popped out from under the covered and she craned her head up to see him with a huge grin on his face. She huffed out an exhausted laugh as her head dropped back down onto the pillow while Seunghyun crawled back up to level his face above hers.

“Nice acting.” He taunted, kissing her on the nose. She rolled her eyes and mimicked his grin, her hands slowly trailing up his back, her fingers dancing across his spine.

“You’re going to hell.” She joked back, running her fingers through the short hairs at the base of his neck. Seunghyun laughed, a hand coming up to card through her disheveled hair.

“So, how was your first orgasm?” He asked, pride seeping through his voice as he made no effort to hide it.

She bit her lip as she felt the heat rushing to her face. “Amazing.” She mumbled, her other hand coming up to cup his cheek as her thumb soothed over his cheekbone.

“Well, there’s a lot more where that came from if you’re up for it.” The words made her chest tighten with excitement. “But first we should probably get up before people start to pick up on something.”

She smiled and nodded, letting him climb off of her before she sat up. She couldn’t believe he’d just fucking did that, but she sure as hell didn’t regret it. And if he was true to his word, she was extremely excited to see what else he had to offer, after this experience, she wanted more.

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Sooooooo guys this is my first smut and i hope you enjoy it cause like a had to get some ideas from my friends which kinda failed :3  but anyway i hope you enjoy it see ya guys ;)