who will come into play sometime soon

What about the RFA and Unknown and V finding out that MC has a career in the arts (author, artist, actor or something like that?) @saeranlover

Lol it’s been like 5,000 years since I’ve done a request, here you go bbies


  • It was always a lingering thought in Yoosung’s mind
  • The thought always came randomly, but sometimes he swore that he  recognized your voice
  • Like the one time you yelled “Come at me!” at a friend who was teasing you and he just froze for a second to think about why it sounded familiar
  • It wasn’t until one day he was testing out a LOLOL character he’s never played before and she screamed out a line of dialogue before her attack
  • And suddenly he heard your voice behind him perfectly recreate the line
  • He turned around to see you cheekily grinning from your place on the bed
  • But it was wiped off your face soon enough because baby boi just pounced you into a big hug
  • You giggled as he rapidly asked you other things you voice acted in and gawked when he recognized the other characters you’ve voiced in games and cartoons
  • He’ll shyly ask you to reenact his favorite lines or scenes and his inner fanboy will show
  • Yoosung’s never really been into the behind the scenes stuff but he already somewhat was a fan of yours before so he’s basically dating his favorite VA
  • Silly lil’ peanut is gonna ask for your autograph on his merch of the characters you’ve voiced


  • She found out during one of your nights in
  • You were in the kitchen preparing the snacks while Jaehee sorted through the set of musicals the two of you had rented for tonight (you finally convinced her that watching ‘Promiscuous Jalapeno’ for the 8th time in a row was a little much)
  • Once that was all said and done, you cuddled up to Jaehee while the movie started as she fed you popcorn
  • Oh crap, you recognized this movie
  • You actually got the part of the main dancer in this film (it was your typical dance batte film)
  • You somewhat never wanted her to find out  that you were an actor/dancer in fear of always being compared to Zen
  • Once your character was introduced, Jaehee’s eyes squinted a little at the screen before gasping and shaking your shoulders
  • “MC, MC, IS THAT YOU?”
  • “U-uhm nooooo…?”
  • “Wait, why would you keep this secret from me?”
  • After explaining your reasoning as to why, she just pulled you into a tight hug
  • “I’d never compare you anyone else, I love you just the way you are, famous or not!”
  • After watching the movie, she put aside the time to scour the internet for every performance you’ve been in and is about to be the proud owner of all your merch
  • jaehee please no that was our grocery money


  • “lolol zen have you seen mc’s latest cover?”
  • “Cover? What’re you talking about?”
  • “the one on her youtube channel???”
  • “…”
  • “you do know what she does for a living, right??”
  • After Seven endlessly mocked Zen for not knowing what his own girlfriend did for a living, Seven graciously provided the link to your Youtube channel
  • Zen then proceeded to spend the next 3 hours of his life going through
  • your entire channel
  • He knew that you liked to sing and sounded like an angel but this
  • This is something extraordinary
  • You actually made a living doing this and he never even knew!
  •  He finally made his way up to your latest cover (which was uploaded about a week ago), and HO L Y  C R A P
  • It was the song he’s practiced at home for months on end for a musical he recently just starred in!
  • When you get home that night, you’re bombarded with compliments and questions (mostly compliments)
  • You explained that you never recorded around him because you were afraid that he might’ve thought you were going to use him for popularity
  • “Babe, I know you would never do that NOW WILL YOU PLEASE DUET WITH ME–”
  • Guess who has the best mashup cover of ‘Butterfly’ now


  • Coming home a few hours early was indeed a rare occurrence for Jumin
  • Usually when he came home, you were instantly there to greet him with a hug and kiss
  • He called your name, but there was no response, just a faint typing sound
  • After hanging his coat on the coat hanger, he began walking towards the noise, his hands already working on loosening his tie
  • “Ah, here you are, my love,” he said upon entering the officeroom
  • “Jumin, you’re home early,” you smiled, letting your husband wrap his arms around your shoulders and resting his chin atop your head
  • “The office had to close early for some renovations,” Jumin explained, “but I’m more interested in what you’re working on.”
  • “I’m working on my next book!”
  • The surprised look on his face made you remember that you never brought it up to him before, but now is as good as time as any to explain
  • Jumin seemed genuinely intrigued as he listened to your explanation on your book series, which was apparently very popular
  • When you finished, he asked if you could lend him the first addition, as he did enjoy reading in his spare time
  • And soon enough, he was hooked
  • He’d have long talks with you over dinner on how he wasn’t expecting a plot twist or how well you wrote your characters
  • Or about how you should hurry and finish the next book because you left him on a cliffhanger


  • He’s known since the background check that you had a job in digital art but he tucked that away in the back of his head because there were too many other things happening at the time (eg the hacker, your sudden appearance, his emotions and job…)
  • It isn’t until one day where he’s been able to work for a few hours straight without you lecturing him about how he should take a break
  • So he got up from his chair, slapped his right leg a few times to wake it up, and ventured outside his office to find you
  • To no surprise, you were huddled inside in the bedroom, but this time with your drawing tablet in hand
  • “Hey Saeyoung,” you tiredly muttered, eyes still glued to the laptop screen
  • His eyes trailed to where you were looking and a look of mock hurt morphed on his face, “MC, how dare you draw a picture of another man!”
  • You stifled a laugh at your boyfriend’s dramatic tone, “Zen just asked me to draw some things for his website so I’m–”
  • You should me drawing me instead! Here, I’ll even pose for you!” 
  • You regret even looking behind you, because Saeyoung was already stripping down to his boxers, need I remind you the pair with cat faces on them


  • Usually you were making some sort of noise in the house, but today you were oddly quiet
  • “MC? Where are you?”
  • “I’m in the living room,” you hollered back as he started making his way over, “Be careful not to bump my arm though.”
  • “What’re you doing?” he asked, taking a seat on the floor next to you
  • You explained that you liked paint and used it as a way to make some extra pocket money
  • V was very happy and excited to hear that you had an artistic career just like him
  • You were always delighted to describe the paintings to him, and you always did it with such passion
  • After awhile, he started to miss photography and he so badly wanted to see your work for himself
  • So he decided to get the eye surgery
  • Once he did, he was shocked at how much he can see your heart poured onto the canvas
  • You often went out into nature together and sit there together for hours to photograph/paint and enjoy one another’s company
  • You also loved painting some of V’s older photographs and he loved it and every single one is framed in the house
  • #artsycouple
  • The day you painted a picture of the sun and gave it to him, he cried


  • The first time Saeran ever walked into your room, his eyes immediately darted to the big, colorful collection of sticky note pads on your desk
  • He picked one up, noting that every one had a slightly different drawing than the others, “What’re these for?”
  • “Oh, I’m an animator! I like to use these sticky notes when I’m bored.”
  • He never got to watch cartoons as a child so this was all new to him
  • Watching you peacefully work is very, very soothing to him, to just watch the lines fill with color so smoothly
  • You even let him have some of your already drawn-on sticky note pads and he likes to flip through them when he’s nervous or needs to calm down when something’s bothering him
  • His favorite is the one you made for him where it goes “I love you, Saeran!” with a cute little doodle of a cartoony-looking you kissing his cheek on it
  • As mentioned before, he never got to watch cartoons or movies as a kid and he’s willing to watch the ones you’ve worked on
  • It always amazes him that you made what was on the screen and he loves it (he’s never said it out loud but it shows on his face)
  • He really enjoys the ones that are story-based rather than the nonsense slapstick ones (which is what Saeyoung enjoys, much to his dismay)
  • Seeing the childlike innocence in his eyes is heartwarming and you wouldn’t trade it for the world 

Group: BTS


Requested: Anonymous asked: Hi! I’m absolutely loving your fanfics they always bright up my day💞! Can I request? (But just If You have time) Can you write an imagine where you have a really big crush on the schools most popular kid Jungkook and He ask you to go to prom with him? Thank You!💕🌹

Summary: You don’t have a date to prom and neither does Jeongguk, yet.

Genre: fluff

Length: 1.2k

A/N: thank you anon and I hope you enjoy <3

Originally posted by pjkook

“I’ve narrowed it down to five dresses,” after she had been hushed due to talking in the library, your friend glanced over her computer screen to see if you had heard her. But she saw your frown as you glared at your phone, upon seeing this reaction she instantly shut her computer with a click, moving over to you as she saw the crestfallen look on your face, “Y/N, what’s wrong?”

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Jughead x Reader: Trouble in Paradise

Can you do an imagine were jughead says he doesn’t love the reader any more in a mean way and the reader attempts suicide and he goes to the hospital and realizes how much he loves her. If you’re ok with that👑👑👑

A/N: This prompt was hard to write because I have gone through anxiety and depression and have friends who go through these mental health issues as well. I know the character does not have these issues and just goes through an episode. I hope this doesn’t offend anyone, I am only writing about this because it was a request and sadly these scenarios actually happen in real life. I hope I did justice to the requestor’s vision. I know the request asked for Jughead to break up with them in a mean way, but I couldn’t vision that so I just like let it happen. I hope if you’re a reader and has these mental health issues you seek treatment and know that every day is a new chapter and there will always be a light in all that darkness if you search for it and I’m here for you and you are loved.
P.S: According to Cody you lose a women when you forget to cherish her (okay bye, hopefully you understand that and smile).  I added a list of songs there, that helped inspire this imagine. Also this one is quite long, but I hope you all love it!

Words: 2993

Summary: Reader parents are so complicated. Jughead and the reader are going through a rough patch in their relationship.

Spoilers: Somethings just deserve happy endings. :)

† WARNINGS! Depressing thoughts, signs of self-harm and drug abuse.   Please do not try these at home, if you ever need someone to talk to my inbox is open I love you and be careful.

Broken Home- 5 Seconds of Summer
Better off dead – Sleeping with Sirens
 Broken Ones- Jacquie Lee
 Is anybody out there- K’NAAN
 Broken over you- Grace Mitchell
 Dreaming with a broken heart – John Mayer
 Everybody Hurts- R.E.M
 Breathe Me- Sia
 Blackbird- India Jean-Jacques
 Between the Bars- Elliot Smith
 Drift- Emily Osment
 Invisible – 5 Seconds of Summer
 Get it Right- Glee
 Welcome to my life- Simple Plan
 Build You Up- Kim Taylor

Riverdale the town that was once your safe haven, the sign of hope and a new life. That was history. You arrived to the infamous ‘Town with Pep’ the year when you were about to enter fifth grade. At first you were mad at your parents for moving you away from your friends. You were a shy person, so the friends you had you were proud of making them. You knew the only reason you were moving was for your parents to get a fresh start. There had been problems with your parents’ marriage, and they decided to “fix” it by moving away from all the problems they said. 

You stayed in Riverdale ever since, you made friends with Archie, Betty, Kevin, Jughead and now Veronica. Though when you got there you were pretty lonely it was Jughead who invited you to play with them in the park. You lived right next to Jughead, so you became closer to him and he in return shared his friends with you. You were smitten with the brooding, mysterious writer. It wasn’t till the summer before your sophomore year where Jughead asked you to be his girlfriend. You accepted since you were madly in love with the guy and were surprised he actually returned the feelings you had for him.

Though sometimes life gets too good, you start wondering when it will come crashing down. You spoke too soon, it all came crashing down every second your parents never fixed anything between them. They suppressed everything and exploded, every night got worse and worse. Your parents started screaming,  and fighting again. They decided they were no longer in love.

How do you no longer love someone? You thought. Where does that feeling go? Will that ever happen to you and Jughead?

“(Y/N)? Hello?” your mother spoke across the table.

“Um, uh, yeah, what?” you spoke up as she distracted you from your thoughts.

“What your mother and I are saying” your father continued “Is that, we know this separation may not be easy for you, but it’s for the best” your father declared at the breakfast table while gently grabbing your hand.

“We tried to make it work, but once love is no longer there, you only do so much to try and repair a broken relationship” your mother confirmed.

“Okay, just if you guys keep fighting though, don’t include me, I want nothing to do with this and I am not leaving Riverdale or my friends and especially not Jug; I will not be your play toy when you end up fighting about who gets custody over me” you stated coldly standing up from your chair taking a toasted bread and an apple and left your home to get to school so you wouldn’t have to deal with them anymore.

“Hey Babe” Jughead commented as you climbed down the steps of your front porch.

“Hey Juggie” you cheered as you handed him the toast and he grabbed you by the hand.

“So what’s the verdict this time?” Jughead challenged since he saw your tired expression that didn’t budge from your face.

“They finally decided to get a divorce” you croaked with a single tear escaping your eye.

“I mean it’s for the best, I am just so tired of the cheating and the screaming” you stated boldly trying to hide the fact that it was breaking you apart.

How could they even stay together this long if they didn’t love other? What was going to happen to you? You weren’t ready to waking up to a more broken home? There was going to be only one parent you woke up to? No more screaming, No more fighting, No more love. If love runs out, when will your parents stop loving you, is Jughead’s love also going to run out?

“Hey sleepyhead” Betty chimed in at the sidewalk, you didn’t notice her ever joining you and Jughead “Rough night?” she questioned.

Rough Life you thought to yourself, but what came out of your lips was “Yeah, you know the usual” and Betty pulled you in for a small hug as you entered Riverdale High.

Every single one of your friends knew about your parent troubles and you didn’t know how you felt about that other than embarrassed. Though they were very comforting since dysfunctional families were a norm here at Riverdale.

Days passed and your parents finally made their divorce official and your father decided to stay at Riverdale, so he wouldn’t make things hard on you with the whole shared custody your parents agreed to. That day all your friends had a get-together at Veronica’s because they knew how hard it was for you that your parents were finally separating.

You all sat around the living room talking, laughing, eating junk food and watching movies. They were the best distraction you could ever ask for.
The day was done, and you had to face reality as Jughead and you walked back home together.

“So, are you going to be okay?” Jughead broke the silence.

“This night is so poetic” you stated ignoring Jughead’s comment “The gloomy sky, is crying, a symbol of a new beginning, no more faking happy family; now they’re finally done with each other and the only thing keeping them linked is me sadly” you continued because all that was running over your mind was his question.

Are you going to be okay? Should you tell Jughead that before they officially separated you were diagnosed with depression and were on medicine? You couldn’t blame your parents for not loving each other like they should’ve. But you blamed them for the screaming, fighting and sleepless nights they caused you. They were so into their fighting they never asked how you were. They never knew that your smile hid so much anger and brokenness. They made you into this ball of sorrow and you felt your light diming every time you tasted those pills, every time they made you hold in every word because you didn’t want to start another fight.

“I guess I am rubbing off on you” Jughead claimed with a chuckle and you smiled at him.

He had been your rock through all of this mayhem, and there was not enough words in the universe to thank him for being there for you.

“Thank you so much Jug, for being here, for putting up with all the stupid ranting, for-“ you were stopped as he grabbed you by the face and planted a kiss on lips, you were about to drop the umbrella as he let go.

“I will always be here” he promised.

Your father found another woman and your mother started dating. They moved on so easily you couldn’t believe your eyes. You’d go to Jughead and complain about everything they were doing to you. All the dinners they made you attend. All of a sudden you became a prize to be won.

The game of Who gets more time with our daughter started and you were the only one losing.

Things got soo bad you started self-harming with a razor you broke apart one night at 3am when you could hear your mom in her room with her new conquest.

You would wear long sleeves to cover your scars. No one knew, not even Jughead. Betty noticed a difference in you, but you lied.

You felt terrible for lying to her since she was your first go to when Jughead was too busy with his novel. Jason Blossom was murdered by Sweetwater River on, so your problems didn’t feel so big.

Jughead started investing more of his time in his novel, and since Jason was with Polly him and Betty would go sleuthing trying to find clues because we all lost trust in the grown-ups.

They offered you to come, but you didn’t feel like adding another problem to your life. You and Jughead became more distant. When you did spend time he was on his laptop typing away and you just sat there with him, drawing, and reading anything just wanting to be near him.

Since Betty would investigate with Jug, you had no else to be with. Archie was invested in music, Kevin would be disappearing to Southside claiming he was investigating things with his dad. Veronica became close to Cheryl and she just wasn’t your cup of tea.

Your parents stopped caring about you and spending more time their significant others.

You would argue with Jughead to make time for you not caring how needy you sounded and he finally broke. He couldn’t take your arguing and neediness he finally broke up with you. You couldn’t blame him.

Everyone you loved was leaving you.

It had been almost a week since he broke it off. Your mother left on a trip with a guy younger than her. You skipped school since you couldn’t bear to see his face. Your cutting covered both or your arms.

You wouldn’t have taken it farther if it wasn’t for a voicemail left on your phone.

“Hey baby girl, I’m probably going to be longer with Josh, also I don’t know if you got dad’s text, he got stuck in a business trip and won’t be able to take you out for your birthday, also I’m so sorry I won’t be there either, I really hope you can understand well you are 16 throw a party for yourself”

You broke down, you couldn’t take it. Everyone was gone. Your parents, Jughead, and none of your friends bothered to text you to see if you were okay.
You went to your bedroom opened your mirror and grabbed your anti-depressants and a bunch of pills and started one by one while chugging water, and grabbed a knife from the kitchen and slit your arms and as you fell to the ground as from everything you did to yourself your head hit hard against the tile you heard your door open. As you lost consciousness you couldn’t be sadder it was Betty that found you and angry it wasn’t your mother.

“(Y/N), I am sorry I haven’t been able to talk to you, Jug just told me you guys broke-” she discovered your body knocked out cold on the floor. She was shocked and sobbing as she called the hospital to come pick you up.

She was surprised over the empty pill container of anti-depressants and started sobbing more not knowing you were even on them, and shocked over all the slits on your arms even more tears flooded her face because she didn’t know how bad things had gotten for you.

The ambulance arrived and they took you and Betty to the hospital.

They contacted your parents and Betty called your friends.

“What Happened?!” Jughead croaked at Betty, his eyes puffy from the crying that happened when Betty told them to rush to the hospital.

Betty told them about how she found you, about the anti-depressants and the cuts that took place on your arms.

They all looked at her confused  and sad, and Jughead freaked out he started crying, he punched a hole in the wall and he was about to be escorted out of the hospital, but your father arrived and stopped them because he knew how much he meant for you, and he convinced them he would pay for the damages.

The doctor came to the living room and told him everything Betty had told him and how they were planning on fixing you.

“Mr. (Y/L/N) how long was (Y/N) on anti-depressants?” The doctor questioned your father.

“Since before we got a divorce, and she refused those group things because she said she already had her friends” He said softly trying to contain the tears, as your friends sobbed softly.

“Did you know she was cutting?” The doctor asked another question.

“No, she doesn’t live me, she lives with her mom” Your father stated as a tear escaped his right eye and your mother finally arrived.

“Oh my god, doctor what happened to (Y/N)?” you mom pleaded.

So they told your mom how they found you and she broke down not knowing you were self-harming.

“She started wearing long sleeve shirts for about a month, so I’m guessing that when it may have started” Jughead announced to the doctor and your mother continued sobbing on your fathers chest “I can’t believe I didn’t notice” Jughead mumbled under his breath.

“Thank you” the doctor claimed as he walked away.

Your father tried to calm your mom down and Betty and the gang sat down holding hands hoping they could fix you.

“If I would’ve known, if I was here and not with that guy” you mom sobbed.

“This is both of our faults (Y/M/N)” your father took responsibility “She was depressed, and we didn’t pay attention to her as she was screaming out for us to just be her parents” he continued.

Jughead walked to the hallway, and Betty followed him.

“Jug where are you going?” Betty addressed.

“Bets, this is all my fault, if I knew, if I would have listened to her and not be soo invested in this stupid murder, this- I- I love her Betty, I can’t lose her” Jughead bawled.

“Jug, this is not your fault, (Y/N) wasn’t well and we didn’t know, we should’ve noticed as her friends; but she hid that brokenness so well, you won’t lose her none of us will” Betty cried while pulling Jughead in a hug until the doctor came out again.

“Mr. and Mrs. (Y/L/N), (Y/N) is going to be fine, we have bandaged the arms and stopped the bleeding, the fall was just a small concussion and the drugs have been drained from her system, only the parents can go in right now” The doctor concluded as your parents made their way to see you.

“(Y/N), it us” you heard your mothers voice as you opened your eyes.

“Sweetheart, you had us so worried” You father added.

“I guess it’s true, people only care, when you’re dead or are dying” You huffed.

“All your friends are out there and Jughead” you’re mother implied ignoring your comment as your father grabbed a chair and sat next to you and grabbed your hand only to reveal you bandaged arms.

“Honey, I am so sorry for anything we have done for making you feel worthless, we were distracted fighting like cats and dogs and we didn’t see you screaming out for our love” you father sobbed.

“Love runs out, isn’t that right mom?” you stated coldly as a tears started escaping your eyes.

“Baby, you are so wonderful, we are so sorry for anything we have done to make you think you weren’t worth anything, we are so sorry for everything we made you go through” Your mother lamented as she reached for your other hand.

“Our love for you doesn’t have a limit, we will love you unconditionally and I’m sorry that got too distracted and left you alone” your father went on.

You and your parents talked about everything, you agreed for treatment and a therapist for as long as you needed it and they went to call your friends.

You were so happy your parents actually cared and loved you unconditionally. As your parents were talking to your friends Jughead interjected.

“Can I see her alone first” and your friends nodded as he walked over your room with your favorite flowers and a teddy bear he had put his beanie on it.

“(Y/N), I am so sorry for not being there for you? For not making time for you, I love you, I do, I love you so much, these days we broke up I felt like shit that the only light in my life was gone” Jughead spoke and tears started streaming off your face.

“Juggie, I love you too, and I am soo sorry I never told you about all my problems” you spoke as he came near you to put his gifts on the table near you as he sat down next to you and grabbed your hand.

“I am so sorry for not hearing you out, for being too invested in my novel” He sighed.

“No Jug, I was the one who chose not to tell you or anyone else, I felt like I couldn’t burden you all with my problems, and I know that when that novel come out, it’s going to be huge” you reassured as Jughead planted a kiss on your lips and you kissed back missing his lips your mouths moved in sync.

“You could never be a burden (Y/N). Please be my girlfriend again (Y/N), we will work things out together, you were always there for my family problems, I promise I will be there for yours as well; please be mine again, unlike your parents I still love you, (Y/N) love doesn’t run out people just get bored and stop working on it. I will never not work on our love” Jughead pleaded and you accepted.

“Is that the infamous beanie on the teddy bear?” you asked Jughead as he grabbed the bear to give to you.

“Yeah” he smiled.

“Give it!” you cheered as you placed it on your head.

“Looks good on you babe” Jughead declared.

“Yeah, but I don’t do it justice like you” you smirked as you placed it on his luscious black hair and soon your friends came in and they all gave you hugs and you all hung out there until visiting hours were over and you were dismissed the next day.

Your parents overheard what Jughead told you and they realized they wanted to work harder on their relationship and soon became re-married and there was fighting because every good relationship faces problems, but this time they didn’t wait for it to explode and worked on them head on. You and Jughead were happily dating and all was right in Riverdale, they even caught Jason’s Killer. I guess there is such things as Happily Ever After’s.

Tag: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz 

(Doing this through submissions due to how long it is);

First and foremost, just want to say I’m immensely in love with your Elsewhere University comic and how accurate it is to old folklore, and I really have to give you props for it.

Besides that though, I had a concept: One student eventually commandeers That Classroom every night around 12:42 AM. They host a small local radio show for about an hour. The music they play tends to be of the orchestral or electronic genres; Though it always sounds really glitchy or broken; Not because of any Interference. That’s just how it was made to sound. Sometimes there’ll just be silence. At least, it sounds like silence to all of the other students that are listening.

They’ll usually play a few songs before butting in with their own stuff, usually commenting on the songs or strange happenings around the university (but only when they know its ok to talk about those happenings). They always end on lines like “… and like the unintelligible mass of white darkness that prowls down the hallways every night, I’ll be seeing you again very soon”, or “… and similar to that wailing down by the creek, I hope you’ll listen again soon!”, stuff like that.

Every so often, someone else tries to watch the door to the classroom to see just who in the hell is actually running this thing. No one ever sees anyone come out. No one ever sees anyone go in.

Most of the time, if a student tunes in, it’s to appease any of Them that might be around. Some do actually enjoy the music played though. Many will often leave a small radio or laptop open in public places. Like the library, or dorm lounges, or maybe near the pool. Sometimes those students find little trinkets at their doorstep in the morning, like shiny beads, scrap electronics, etc. 

The student who runs the show will often talk to themself for a bit after the show ends. At least, that’s what they tell themself. But they know better. They know that the They are there, listening. Watching. They don’t ever try anything to confirm it, though.

Even after the student leaves the university, the show still continues for a few more years. Those who were tuned in for the final show can’t remember exactly how it went. Others think that those people just don’t want to remember.

(I myself was thinking a good fit to the music that would play on the show would be artists like N-qia, PengoSolvent, and Kashiwa Daisuke.)

Letters || Park Woojin

To: Y/n

You looked so beautiful today, especially with that cute bow your friends dared you to wear. It looked like you didn’t like it, but I just wanted to hug you and kiss your cheeks, you were that cute. You’re probably thinking that I’m weird for sending you this, but I just wanted you to know that I like you. You’re amazing and I hope you’ll accept me one day.

with love <3

Your Secret Admirer

I quickly stuffed the note into her locker, it was a little later than I usually gave her a note. I just hope no one noticed me, I jumped when I felt an arm on my shoulders. “So, Woojin, You gave her another letter, I wonder what you wrote on it this time… ‘I love you y/n’… it was that wasn’t it, its okay, I ship y'all” Youngmin winked at the end of his teasing. I sighed the one person that I didn’t want to see me, saw me. He will tease me all day about this, he caught me slipping a note in her locker last year, and he hasn’t given up on shipping us since then. “No, not today… more like a ‘I like you, please accept me’ but why am I telling you this..” I shook my head, I just had to tell Youngmin didn’t I. He laughed “I hope she says yes to you Woojin” he chuckled and patted my back before walking to class.

I heard a small gasp behind me, I turned to see y/n looking at the letter I gave her. I started to blush, I better get to class before someone notices me. I quickly walked into my first class which was music, I walked towards my seat which was by Daehwi, Youngmin, and Donghyun. I sat down and put my head in my hands and sighed, what if I was almost caught. I felt someone put their arm over my shoulders. “Are you okay Woojin?” I looked up to see Donghyun with his bright smile showing. I nodded while still having that blush on my cheeks. “Y/n was there, if I was a couple minutes late she would’ve caught me” I shook my head, I was still shocked, what if she caught me and rejected me…
Donghyun patted my back, “I don’t think she would reject you, no one would reject you, look at you” he started to pinch my cheeks while I tried stopping him. “Yeah!! Hyung is right! No one would reject you!” Here comes Daehwi, he just had to say everything loudly didn’t he. “Come on Woojin, just confess to her, she’ll say yes, I’ve seen her around with her friends talking about who this 'secret admirer’ is, plus I can be your wingman.” Youngmin looked so proud to be called wingman. I just played with my fingers while those three just smiled widely and stared at me. “Fine, maybe sometime soon, Not Now!” The three kept smiling widely and just nodded. Our teacher walked in to start class, I was just thankful that they didn’t keep pushing it. After the next few classes, it was lunch time, at this time I waited for everyone to leave the hallway. I walked up to her locker, with another letter in my hand.

To: Y/N

I keep questioning if I should confess now or later. I don’t want to face rejection so soon though, I don’t know if you’ll even say yes. I will have to do it one day, till then I just want to remain mysterious. You looked nice today, like always of course. Have an amazing day y/n

With love <3

Your Secret Admirer

I stuffed the letter in her locker quickly before walking away. I went to the lunch room and headed towards the table I always sat on. I get there to see three loud boys, it’s a daily thing. Once they noticed me they stopped doing what they were doing and just stared at me nodding to each other. I just stared at them, what are they thinking? “Hey guys? Why are you looking at me like that??” The three of them just smiled at me and went back to what they were doing. I sat down and just watched them write something down… I looked at Daehwi who was just giggling to himself at whatever Youngmin was writing. Donghyun just smiled and nodded every time Youngmin asked him something, he even whispered stuff that Youngmin will suddenly write down quickly. After a couple of minutes of me just watching them, they all stopped and folded the paper. Youngmin stood up instantly with a wide smile, “hey guys I’ll be back, I just got to… give this to someone. Okay bye!” and he left as quickly as he said all that. I looked at the other two, who are now eating and having a small talk. “Daehwi what did Youngmin have?” I asked, still cautious about what they were doing. “Oh! He decided to write a letter so you can confess to y/n faster-” Donghyun covered Daehwi’s mouth quickly, “don’t listen to him you know how he is always saying stuff that don’t make sense… right Daehwi?” Donghyun gave him a look which made Daehwi nod slowly.

Youngmin came back after a few minutes, he looked so proud of himself. “I did the best thing I could do for you Woojin, you can just give me a wedding invitation now and call me your best man.” Youngmin stood there like he was superman after saving the whole world. “What did you do Youngmin??” All these scenarios went trough my head. What if he told y/n about my crush on her, or if he told her stuff about me or anything to get her to guess who I was. I started freaking out, I didn’t want her to know this soon, what am I going to do now if she knows who I am?

“Oh you know, what any wingman can do. Get you to the girl that you wanted. A simple thank you will be nice” he looked around with a proud smile. I sighed they probably just ruined my life completely. “What did you write?” I put my head in my hands, my life was about to be ruined by three dweebs with not so brilliant ideas. “Well you see… it has quite Park Woojin vibes on it, all thanks to all three of us.” He pointed at the other two, who just nodded.
“Here I can tell you what I wrote it was nice, I even signed it with your sign…”

To: Y/n

I lOvE yOu, PlEaSe LoVe Me. I’vE hAd A cRuSh On YoU fOr AlMoSt TwO yEaRs  NoW. I kEeP sEnDiNg YoU lEtTeRs, JuSt FoR yOu To NoTiCe Me. I aLsO hAvE oNe ClAsS wItH yOu, YeT yOu DoNt NoTiCe I’m ThErE. I jUsT wAnT yOu To KnOw ThAt, I’vE bEeN wAnTiNg To CoNfEsS fOr A wHiLe NoW. oLiVe YoU a LaTtE.

WiTh LoVe <3

YoUr SeCrEt AdMiReR

“It’s cute isn’t it. All three of us came up with it, Daehwi told me to write every other letter in capitals, while Donghyun told me what to write, I just wrote it and gave it to her. We make such a great team, I’m tearing up.” Youngmin fanned his face, Daehwi just giggled while having food in his mouth, Donghyun shook his head at the over dramatic Youngmin.  I got up and started heading towards the lockers, “I’ll be back, don’t wait for me!” I waved at them three before quickly heading towards y/n locker. By this time she would’ve already gotten my letter before those three decided to add another. Once I made it to the hall where her locker is, I see her just opening it, she has a confused face. I see she already got my letter, since it’s in her hand, but she’s looking at the other letter with a curious face. I only give her three letters each day, one before school starts, one for lunch and one right before school ends. Yet those three decided to ruin that by giving her a random letter after she just received mine. Now what am I going to do, she’ll think someone is pulling a prank on her, I don’t want her to think that. I sighed and headed to class, I had a great idea for tomorrow, I guess this had to be done sooner than later.

It’s now almost the end of school, and I thought everything through for tomorrow. I didn’t tell any of those three, but they will notice what I will do tomorrow. I quickly wrote y/n a letter, it wasn’t anything special, I just had to head to the store before getting home today.

To: Y/n

I see you noticed that third letter earlier, no it wasn’t me, but I’m glad you got to see that. It gave me courage to do something extreme tomorrow. There will be a surprise for tomorrow, I don’t know how this will end, but I hope you’ll answer me truthfully.

With love <3

Your secret admirer

Once the bell rang, I quickly headed towards her locked and stuffed it in there, before she got there. I walked out of school and decided to leave quickly before the three of them spotted me, I didn’t want them to ruin this. I headed towards the store, it was a cute store with lots of cute things, a perfect place to buy someone a gift. I walked around the store and spotted this cute stuffed bear. It was a cream color bear with a cute heart in its hand that said, “I love you beary much”, I just thought it was the cutest thing to give y/n. I took the bear and a random rose, and went to pay for it. I hope she’ll accept me tomorrow.

It was early morning yet again, I got to school with the letter in hand, but this time with a bear and a rose to accompany them. I got to her locker, I’ve never opened it before, but this time I did. I opened it to see it filled with text book and at the corner all my letters neatly aligned. I couldn’t help but blush, did she really keep all my letters, even the letter the three of them gave her. I smiled before neatly putting the bear and the rose inside with the letter facing straight forward. I closed the locker and headed to the place I told her to meet me at.

To: Y/n

I said I was gonna do something huge today, and I will. Before classes start, I want you to come meet me by this tree at the front of the school. Bring the gifts I bought you they’re berry special. Get it cause of the stuffed bear, I’ll just show myself out… but other than that. I want to tell you one last thing before we meet in person. You’re very cute and adorable, if you don’t accept me then I get it, but please think about it.

With love <3

Your secret admirer

It was now fifteen minutes before class started, kids were already heading in to get to class in time. The three boys walked up to the school, and Daehwi was the first to spot me, running up to me and giving me a tight hug. The other two just asked what I was doing out here since I’m always in class before them. “I have to do something important, she should be here soon” I whispered shyly, even if I was about to confess to y/n, I couldn’t help but get nervous and shy. I turned quickly to the school doors to see y/n opening them to get outside, a few of her friends were following her giggling among themselves. Woojin started to blush seeing y/n hold the stuffed bear, the rose and the letter. He looked down at his hands and shyly played with his fingers. The three musketeers moved to the side once spotting y/n heading towards them, all of them smirking, knowing that little Woojin will finally confess to y/n. Y/n then reached the group of boys and instantly noticed a shy Woojin looking down. She blushed herself, no one knew this but she’s had a crush on him for a while now, and she always wished he was the one sending her the letter, but now here she is in front of him. Holding a stuffed bear and a rose, while looking at the letter and then up to Woojin’s blushing face. Y/n started to giggle, maybe her dream gets to become reality.

“Woojin, are you the one behind the letters?” Woojin looked up after hearing the soft voice of y/n, he nodded quickly, he just couldn’t say anything. Y/n was in front of him looking at him with a gleam of hope in her eyes. “Y/n, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time now. I’ve had a crush on you for almost two years now, but I never got the guts to tell you how I feel. Yet today is different, today I decided to confess to you, it’s okay if you don’t accept me, I get it, but I hope you’ll listen to me. Y/n will you please go out with me?” I closed my eyes instantly, I didn’t want to see her face after my confession. I felt hands on my face and someone kissing my cheek. I opened my eyes to see y/n’s face up close to mine. She smiled and nodded, “I will gladly go out with you Park Woojin” but not before giving me another kiss on the cheek. Leaving me a blushing mess, all my confidence melted away just leaving me to be shy once again, but I took her hand and started walking back inside the school.

Outside the school by the tree;
Youngmin was fake crying while trying to get a hold of himself. Daehwi started to scream at all the cuteness he just saw and ran back inside before he died. Donghyun was taking pictures of the whole moment looking proud at little Woojin. Y/n’s friends recorded the whole thing, some of them taking a liking to the three over dramatic boys, but who wouldn’t.

Originally posted by ichnite

I loved writing this cause the bnm babies are the cutest, especially Woojin.

Okay, so I just saw a Tony and music headcanon which I absolutely and totally respect, because a classical music Tony is an awesome Tony that is a valid way of viewing the character.  However, I also completely and totally disagree with it and didn’t want to highjack that post to disagree.  Basically, fellow writer, you’re awesome and so is your headcanon which is totally valid and legit, but I’m gonna rift off it because I keep arguing with the post in my head.  

Maria started Tony on the piano at a young age.  Howard yelled and complained about how the kid could never keep still, so Maria taught him cords and basic piano warms ups.  She told him if he couldn’t keep still, he could go over the piano fingering in his mind.  He could even move his fingers if he needed to, going through the motions with his hands at his side as Howard ranted at him about how his latest robot was a failure, and keeping him still enough for photographers to take pictures of the engine while Howard put on his fake smile.

Tony would often hang in the doorway as his mother played and sang, hesitant to come in and interrupt her.  Music was numbers and frequencies and all sorts of things that were fascinating to Tony, but he couldn’t quite manage to fit them together into a song.  

It wasn’t until Maria came upon Tony struggling through “You’ll Never Walk Alone” from Carousel that she teaches him how to play music.  Maria the brilliant scientist who loved show tunes could explain to a young Tony Stark how to make music from the notes.  

From then on, Tony was a quick study.  He would often play as Maria sat by his side and sang along, from My Fair Lady to Evita, he would play and sometimes hesitantly sing along.  He fell in love with the quick wit of Cole Porter, often playing a quick bar or two and sing in a sarcastic tone when Howard railed on him for his failures.  Maria was always more fond of Irving Berlin, and he’d play “Blue Skies” whenever she was tired or angry.  

He always liked it when she played Rodgers and Hammerstein.  Sometimes she’d play “Impossible” from Cinderella when Tony felt like he couldn’t meet Howard’s high standards.  He was always mesmerized when she sang “Some Enchanted Evening” or “Something Good”. 

He sometimes thought about running away and working on Broadway.  He never had a way with lyrics, but he could compose a tune.  Surely he could find a partner and they’d create loads of shows that would become world famous.  But Howard would surely find him, so close to home, and the one time he tried to sneak off to the West End while visiting Aunt Peggy in London ended with her taking out a man who had been following Tony for nefarious purposes.  She was kind about it, but she had to take him home.  

Soon enough, he gave up on that dream and entered MIT, but he still couldn’t shake stealing away into one of the music shops and playing the occasional tune.  Some of the others found out about it and bullied him until he stopped.  But Rhodey could sometimes pull him away and ask him to play a song from The Wiz or some of the old Ella Fitzgerald jazz standards.  He also started to branch out at this time, coming up with piano versions of rock songs that he would play to make Rhodey laugh.

“Try to Remember” was the last song he heard her play before she died, and was always one of his favorites.  It was years before he could listen to the song again, much less play it.  Rhodey was the one who sat with him when he finally managed it, softly singing along even though he was never much of a singer because Tony couldn’t quite manage the words.  

Steve was shocked to hear old familiar songs coming from the Avengers common room one night when he couldn’t sleep.  He walked in to see Tony at the piano, singing some of the old Cole Porter songs.  Tony switched over to his own piano rendition of Highway to Hell as soon as he realized Steve was listening, but Steve had already found out.  After that, he’d sometimes join Tony, sitting at the piano and listening to the old tunes.  

It was during one of those times Tony admitted his mother had taught him, and he played “Try to Remember” for Steve.  It wasn’t one he recognized, but it had a soothing melody that made him think of Bucky, who he was still trying to find.  It was then Steve decided he could never tell Tony about what the Winter Soldier had done.  `Tony was finally in a place where he could play the song as a fond memory, and learning the truth would only cause more pain.  

After everything burned down, Steve only felt guilt when he heard the song or looked at a piano.  There were a lot of things he would never do differently, but not telling Tony the truth was a mistake.

After everything burned down, Tony sat at the piano, but couldn’t play.  He stared at the keys, but couldn’t will his hands to move.  When Rhodey would ask him to play, Tony would smile and say he was fine.

He’s always fine.

Sometimes Peter would hear haunting melodies of songs he had never heard before when he visited Avengers Tower.  He never found out where they came from, but he kind of liked listening to the old melancholy tunes before Tony finally showed up and gave him the latest upgrades for his suit.


Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Summary: He has been out late at night, and you didn’t know why…until someone had texted him

Word Count: 2002

Warning: eh, the usual cursing 

Originally posted by nochus

Once again the spot on the bed next to you was empty. You sighed and placed your hand on the cold mattress where he was supposed to be. BTS was given a well-deserved break, so you knew he wasn’t at the dance studio or the company. He wasn’t at the dorms either because you had texted the boys asking for Jimin and they said that they hadn’t seen him since their break started a week ago. You didn’t know where he was and you were worried. And this wasn’t the first time either. He’d been out late for three consecutive times this past week and this night was the fourth.

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burningblake  asked:

for the ship thing, flashfrost, meaning killer frost and savitar (i think it's different from snowbarry?)

Geez this was hard, FlashFrost is so different from Snowbarry, but thank you so much, i loved to write about them <3

  • who holds the umbrella when it rains

Savitar is not the gentleman type and Killer Frost actually likes the rain, so no one.

  • who is the grumpiest in the morning

Savitar. Killer Frost is up before the sun and Savy mumbles sleepy for her to come back to bed, when she doesn’t comply, he brings her back and traps her there. Sometimes he has to let her go because she froze his arms but often she stays, only to steal his warm, it’s a lie and both know, but shiiiu. 

  • who worries more when the other is sick/hurt

Savitar worries, especially when she fights Team Flash, he usually has to save her before Cisco or Barry can lock her up, but he understands, soon she will rise as his queen and TF won’t be a problem anymore.

  • who plays pranks on the other

Gods don’t waste time with pranks

  • who is always the first to suggest cuddling on the sofa

None of them. Usually they only cuddle after sex. 

  • who insists on creating nicknames for the other

He is her god of speed and she is his queen of winter.

  • who drools on the other when they’re asleep

Who would have thought the god of speed drools when asleep?!

  • who says ‘I love you’ first

They don’t say i love you, but their loyalty to each other speaks louder than words. 

send me a ship and i’ll tell you

SO ANYWAY. bucky with kids amiright?

  • bucky on mission one day somewhere in the middle east and this kid, about age 6 or 7, comes up to him and says Very Seriously that he’s seen him on TV fighting with the other americans, and then he gives bucky a big hug around the neck and thanks him for “making him and the rest of the world feel safe”
  • bucky accidentally running an icecream truck in his spare time??? see what happened was the icecream truck broke down last month and to prevent it all from melting, he just started handing out icecream to kids/people free of charge. except the kids liked him better than the grumpy guy who actually owns the truck so he quit, and left it in bucky’s more than capable hands and bucky… still isn’t sure how he got roped into this?? but he’ll work with it 
  • bucky making frequent trips to the children’s hospital because there are a lot more kids than he would have thought that are in the system that need extensive medical treatment. and it’s just. he doesn’t want them to feel alone so he sets up a direct line from the hospital to himself and sometimes they’ll call him about a kid who needs an amputation, or a kid who is having cancer removed, and he’ll hang out with the kid before and after surgery and will come see them frequently and pretty soon he walks into the hospital and like 20 kids throw themselves at him to hug him and he loves it (the staff at the hospital refer to them all as “bucky’s kids” and the kids call him dad sometimes and he gives them advice and holds their hands, and lets them play with his hair or paint his nails or whatever and he loves them a lot ok)
  • bucky sparring with his own kids. teaching them hand-to-hand, but he can see when they’re getting frustrated or tired or grumpy so he lets them beat him, and he makes all these exaggerated noises and is like “oh nOOOO U BEAT ME. UR SO STRONG” and makes his kids giggle and fall on top of him like a daddy dogpile and steve just looks at them from the entrance to the gym and explodes with Fond™

anonymous asked:

Micheal Mell having a partner who just curls up on his lap when he's sitting on the couch playing video games with them and uses kisses as a form of distraction (that works a lot). Jeremy is slightly embarrassed sometimes to be seen with them because there is SO MUCH PDA.

Bless you I finall get to write BMC haha,, But dude i lIVe for this and may or may not incorporate this in my M.M. fic coming soon ;)

-Anytime you guys play video games, Michael instantly pulls you into his lap. No questions asked, you are sitting there

-Totally would rest his chin on your shoulder or head


-If you, Michael, and Jeremy are playing, it will totaly be Mario Kart

-Michael is inSANELY good at Mario Kart okay. Hes like Tom Fawkes good and it mAKES JEREMY VERY ANGRY

-Michael probably taught you his ways JUST so that Jeremy becomes the quadfecta tbh

-And Michael totally taught you by setting you on his lap, and hold your hands and showing you how to do cool stuff and where th hidden things are

-You knew some of the stuff, but would never tell him. You enjoyed the contact and how careful he would be with each movement too much

-So here’s the situation: Michael is in first, Jeremy second , and you in thrid.

-Michael is suPeR concentrated on the task at hand, using the stupid ‘broken game controller’ and short cuts. Jeremy getting only green shells and mICHAEL YOU CURSED THE DAMN GAME

-You catch up to Jereny, hit him with a banana peel (he lets out and ungodly yell of anger which almost made Michael fly off the course from laughing )

-You carefully slide in Michael s lap, making sure not to get in the way of his controller or anything.

-Jeremy is already blushing bc honestly guys can we be civil about this please don’t start making out or I am leaving

-You just laugh as Michael already has his arms wrapped around you and he s just placing his face in the crook of your neck

-and you totally have other ideas than just being hella cute and cuddly

-After doing it for so long, you finally have mastered the art of 'kissing your boyfriend so that he fucks up whILe passing him’

-So yknkw, you start off slow, just small kisses to his cheek or jaw yknow, cute stuff!! Michael just finds it really comforting if anything, and he just relaxes lmao

-But then you start peppering little kisses all over his face and sometimes kissing his neck a little (which he secretly totally loves)

-He glances down at you everyonce in a while, which is already distracting enough but you don t stop kissing him and hes getting ansty because he just wants to hold you and kiss you this is unfair

-Michael just like… gently nudges you, but you don t stop

-Jeremy scooted far away by now and is catching up to you guys so now you gotta act fast

-finALlY Michael just gets totally lost and returns the little kisses bUT LITTLE DID HE KNOW YOU ARE A MONSTER

-You had a blue shell that you ve been saving since the beginning of the second lap and yOU SLAM THAT SHIT DOWN AND MICHAEL DIDN T EVEN SEEN IT COMING

-Michael had already slowed wAy down because of your cuddling and kissing, and he just deadpanned as you and Jeremy nyoomed past him.

-Michael almost cried

-Jeremy now uses you as a secret weapon anytime you all play together

#failed word writing #bmc #bmc x reader

Okay, so I’ve now fallen in love with Malec adopting a baby girl, So I’ve indulged myself with headcanons that literally no one asked for, and no one wants…But well…here we are…XD
• She’s nearing on2 years when they find her in Idris.
• Alec is 26 when they adopt her (So three years after the extra story from Lady Midnight)
• She’s a small, delicate little girl with huge, expressive hazel eyes, and chestnut toned hair.
• She’s from the Beirut institute in Lebanon.
• Her parents were a young, respected couple in Idris, and were granted the title as the head of the institute at 27 years old each.
• They actually died from one of the bombings that has pretty much ravaged the middle east, despite Beirut being a relatively stable city.
• The idea of them dying from an attack by the Mundanes really kind of fucks with the clave and Nephilim in general, because they are suppose to be protecting the mundanes who perpetuate  this kind of wickedness…
• But back to the girl
• From birth she has always been a determined little girl, always trying to fight, and protect as bravery as her parents.
• She’s only a little over a year when her parents die, but even when she is lost in the rubble, she begins to cry because she felt something snap deep within her.
• So a few months after she is brought to Idris, Magnus is set to teach another class alongside Catarina at the Academy, so of course he brings the BAE and kids.
• And as he and Alec are walking hand in hand around the citadel, they catch sight of a baby girl, wobbling on her chubby toddler legs, while wielding a dagger on display in front of Diana’s weapon shop.
• It’s Alec who races to snatch it form the angelic girl’s grasp, warning her that “Sometimes even the bravest of warriors have to be patient for their turn to fight.”
• The brunette does nothing but look dotingly stare at the really attractive shadowhunter.
• “Where’s your parents biscuit,” Magnus questions as he crouches down besides the love of his life.
• And all of a sudden, the brilliant grin adorning the girl’s lovely face drops, and she gives a shake of the head, tuffs of her mahogany curls flying in the air.
• “Inchallah they come back soon…No one wants to play with me here.”
• Son enough, a member of the clave arrives, and apologizes for having lost track of the child
• Magnus and Alec try to ignore the stiffness to his voice when he looks down at how their hands are interlocked. The embrace happened subconsciously, ever sense the hell dimension, even the most casual of touches were a reassurance that both constantly craved.
• The next day, after his questioning,  Catarina explains to Magnus what happened to her parents, and how the girl was basically a plague at this point, because not only was her family still culturally muslim, (Which is a bit of an oddity even within the realm of the Nephilim) But her parents were killed by mundanes…And that’s kind of seen as a taboo, and  dishonorable death.
• Magnus feels bad for the child, but knows that his hands are tied, there is nothing he can do.
• Later that day,   he has to drop something to the council
• but on his way, he spots the little girl whom has been clouding his thoughts sense yesterday.
• “Hey there biscuit,” he greets as he kneels to her level.
• She’s sitting on the ground, with a tea set lying before her.
• “Hello,” she gives him a cautiously delighted grin.
• • “Can I ask what you'r doing here all alone.”
• “I’m having a tea party,” she explains to him in a tone which makes it seems s if the most obvious thing. Which Magnus supposes it was.“DO you wanna join me? You’re even prettier than the dolls mama and Baba let me play with.”
• A sensation of warmth runs through Magnus when she touches his cheek, obviously entranced by the incandescence of the glittery eyeliner swept across his lids.
• “I’d love to, but can I ask who’s watching you?”
• She gives a shrug to her slender shoulders, and magnus just begins to realize how much this girl resembles a dove, so delicate, and graceful for even a toddler.

• “They always tell me to play by myself…But I miss my mama and baba.”

• Magnus’s heart cracks at the despair coloring her voice. One that is far to ancient, and far to entrench than to belong to the voice of a Nephilim child whom he aspects at one point, not to long ago, hadn’t a care in the world.

• “Do you remember that boy I was with yesterday?”
• Her glimmering hazel eyes light up just for a flash, and Magnus was just able to see past the anguish and solitude found in the pinching of her lips, and set to her jaw. Behind it all he saw a girl who spent her days laughing and playing tea parties with the dolls she had so masterfully dressed up.
• “Yeah, was he your friend?”
• “Boy friend actually,” Magnus stutters over his words, unknowing the ideals she was brought up believing about two men in a loving relationship.
• “Oh,” she just blinks innocently. “I’ve never had one.”
• It’s all magnus can do to not crack up laughing at this enchanting child. • “I think you’re still young yet biscuit.” he smiles. “But Alec does love a good tea party, and so do our sons.”
• “Really?” Her eyes are wide, and hopeful, and Magnus can see the true fragility of the shell of sadness which threatens to shatter at any moment.
• “Why of course, who wouldn’t?” He cranes a brow at her. “Now I was just wondering if you could show us how a real tea party should look.”
• “Sure,” It’s as if the entirety of her being is lit up with joy.
• The moment she looks up at Alec with those big, beautiful eyes, he is helpless, and he and Magnus have already come to a silent consensus.
• Her name is Jalila, which is an arabic name which means magnificent, (Which ever pleased the magnificent Magnus Bane)
• But literally  no one calls her that, because about a week after she moves into the Lightwood-bane home, max has a tantrum on how he can’t pronounce it well enough, so he and soon the rest of their family calls her “Gigi,”
• She is honestly an angel.
• She still has some nightmares over what happened to her parents, but as the weeks turn to months, and the months to years, she has  healed, and she loves her family so unconditionally.
• She is the princess of the Lightwood family, because Simon and Izzy ended up only having two boys, so of course aunt Izzy goes crazy showering her with gifts, and dressing her up, and just loving this child.
• Her best friend is Simon and Izzy’s eldest son, her cousin, who is only a few months her junior.
• When she rows up, besides being drop dead beautiful, she is a complete SJW (From freeing the nipple, to protection of all people, from race, gender, sexuality, and all in-betweens.
• She is also a spectacular warrior, and spars with her eldest brother, Rafael frequently.
• Her brother’s are basically her lifeline, she honestly couldn’t imagine breathing without them. Max, Rafael, and Gigi do basically everything together.
• I have about a hundred million more head canons about Gigi, but I’ll probs stop before anyone kills me…
• Oh and expect a fanfic or dozen including her in some capacity.

music headcanons! (i’m sorry for submitting it but i didn’t wanna send seven hundred asks lmao)

Lance and Hunk love trashy pop and really upbeat songs and they know all the lyrics. hunk tends to blast his music while he’s working on his lion or cooking and loudly sing along and that’s when people know not to bother him. he’s that one guy who will start singing when someone says a sentence that sounds like a song. 

lance uses headphones but plays his music way too loud so everyone can hear him anyways. lance doesn’t sing along but he does mouth the lyrics and dance along so everyone thinks he looks ridiculous anyways (pidge has recorded him once or twice) also sometimes quietly hums mexican songs his mother used to play at home while he’s alone or doing menial tasks (sometimes very quietly sings the lyrics in spanish as well but stops as soon as he hears anyone coming close)

keith (mixing it with autistic keith headcanon) has headphones and wears them pretty often around the castle. everyone wonders what kinda music he listens to. lance jokes classical since he’s so boring, pidge guesses 80s music since the mullet. turns out 99% of the time keith isn’t listening to anything and is just wearing the headphones to dull the noise around him. when he does listen to music it’s a very short playlist of songs he made with shiro years ago filled with calming songs. he usually only uses it when he has trouble sleeping.

pidge puts on earphones with the intention of listening to music while they work, and most of the times just forgets to even start the music. has a collection of edm and songs hunk and lance got stuck in their head from singing so often, and a few old rock songs that their father used to like. everyone makes fun of pidge for liking daft punk because robots but pidge just likes the repetitive music because it helps concentrate on their work. jokes about how music today is bad and nobody appreciates classics like the beatles anymore (pidge actually doesn’t care much for songs made before the 90s)

shiro has obviously lost touch with music, and has no device to listen to it anyways. hums to himself a lot, a lot of the time little tunes he made up himself, sometimes bits and pieces of songs that he remembers hearing once. hearing keith’s mix helped a bit since he did help make it so when he hears the songs he gets some of his memories back and has more concise tunes to hum. turns out most of the songs he remembers are the opening to television shows and commercial jingles.

shiro actually used to be a big fan of musicals and pidge is the only other one who knows the songs as well, so sometimes shiro and pidge will hang out trying to get shiro to remember the words. (turns out matt was actually the one who liked musicals, and the songs they both know are the ones matt used to sing really often. pidge doesn’t have the heart to tell shiro.) 

Occasionally when everyone is together (training, eating dinner, just hanging out, etc) someone will start singing Bohemian rhapsody and then everyone starts singing along really aggressively and by the end theyre all doing air guitars and head banging and jumping and allura and coran are incredibly confused 

sometimes during training in the lions hunk will mutter songs from the lion king and lance will start singing really loudly and out of tune and keith tells them to shut up but then pidge starts singing too and shiro hums along and keith just sighs and sings along in monotone (by the end of the songs they’re all laughing though)

anonymous asked:

you say you have been playing the sims for years but had an ilegal copy you don't even pay for what you love

Probably because i didn’t have the money i needed back then??? Not everyone can give 50 euros as soon as a game comes out, yikes.
With 50 euros i can buy lots of clothing and food, things that REALLY matter.
Piracy is wrong, yes, but sometimes you just can’t run away from it. The sims games are too expensive.
I now own a legal copy but i don’t and i’ll NEVER condone anyone who can’t buy the games. It’s not like EA will become poor or anything, their piles of cash are probably bigger than my own future


Hide Week 2017
Day 3: 英 hero // wisdom

Summary: The Night Circus is an enigma that none have been able to understand. It appears, entertains, then vanishes, and all who have witnessed what lies within have never come out the same. Hide is but one of its various centerpieces, playing the role of a charismatic magician. He soon comes to realize that some roles come with a steep price to pay.

Notes: This work is Hide-centric, and will be featuring multiple pairings with Hide, namely TouHide, HideKane, and TsukiHide. Give him all the love this week <3

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Chapter 3 of 7: crossroads

There is so much that glows in the circus, from flames to lanterns to stars.
… I sometimes suspect the entirety of the circus is itself a complex illusion of illumination.

Hardly a day passes that Hide does not think of Ken, who has been visiting the circus almost nightly for months. By now, though Ken has remained all but silent on the matter, Hide has already guessed his true identity. It is hardly anything that requires a detective’s sharp intellect. With a cutlass, a flintlock pistol, sand in his hair, dirt (occasionally blood) on his cheeks, and the undeniable smell of the sea on his clothes, Ken is not exactly making a secret of it.

And yet there are more pressing matters, such as Souta’s increasing popularity and Touka’s proportionately increasing ire towards Souta.

A year and a half ago, Marude had come clean, unveiling the truth of the circus to Hide. That there were two forces, within and without, that fought for its possession every generation. For to hold the circus is to hold near-eternal youth and power. Two bloodlines, of whom the ancestors laid claim upon the creation of the circus, are the only ones that can hold sway upon it. Marude, having no heir, had named Hide his son, and by doing so, had permanently sealed his fate.

Hide remembers being furious and he remembers, with no small amount of shame, his unprovoked outburst. He and Marude hadn’t been able to talk normally ever since. Some nights, before he lays down on his cot to sleep, he wishes that things had gone differently. The words he said, the things he did, he wishes he’d known better. He wishes that he had acted with grace and maturity, like any man of twenty years would have done. And yet he had been childish. Petty. He had treated his father with disgrace despite everything Marude had done for him.

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Yo Portland BJD Folks

I have a new place. It is Not Large, but it’s cute and I want to have tea and play with dolls as kind of a housewarming party sometime soon. It won’t be an official meet up, but it’s been forever since I did something with dolls. Who wants to come? New people okay as long as I still have room.

I have one friendly but disinterested cat and live at the top of a three storey building with no elevators so if you’re allergic or can’t do stairs, keep that in mind.

“Rickon will get tired and say he isn’t, but don’t believe him.  He just likes to stay up as late as the others.” Mrs. Stark was saying as she put her earrings back in.  “And Bran will probably want to be out in the dark, but it’s hard to navigate his chair once the sun goes down so if Rickon’s asleep and you can be with him, it’s fine, but if you can’t be with him, make sure he’s inside.”

“Arya will be with me,” Bran insists.

“Yes,” Arya agrees.  She’s sitting on the ground and has already kicked off her dress shoes and is putting on sneakers.  “I’ll be with Bran, mama.  I promise.”

Mrs. Stark gives her a look.  “I know, but if you go off again–”

“I won’t after dark.  I promise,” Arya says again, and she smiles up at Bran.

“I’ll keep an eye on him, don’t worry, Mrs. Stark,” Brienne says.

It’s her first time babysitting for the Starks.  Tonight is Mrs. Stark’s brother’s wedding reception, and Brienne is keeping an eye on the younger ones who might be bored by the long dinner and endless toasts.

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anonymous asked:

May we know some of your personal headcanons in haikyuu! ??

OOhhh Oh oH Oh maybeee

probably not all of them but I can name some:”)

• Kageyama’s home is pretty lonely because his parents work/on trips nearly all the time. His birthdays are lonely too.

• Tanaka is not someone who can make friends easily because kids tend to think he’s too intimidating and stay away from him.

• Nishinoya is Tanaka’s first true friend yet they didn’t get along at first AT ALL. They used to fight each other all the time but One Shared Detention changed everything and now they are best friends.

• Iwaizumi still cherishes the beetle plushy Oikawas bought him for his 10th birthday no matter how much he denies it.

• Kenma is ace.

• I once read that fic with demisexual Akaashi and now i CAN’T GET IT OUT OF  MY HEAD.

• Oikawa has a huge thing for Iwaizumi’s arms and there’s no other way to put it.

• Oikawa LOVES kids. REALLY REALLY LOVES KIDS and is very sensitive when someone is not feeling good enough so he always tries to tell them that it’s not true. They are worth it and they are amazing. Kids love Oikawa back.

• Takeru pretends he doesn’t because he’s a little shit but Oikawa is secretly his hero.

• Oikawa takes at least 7 selfies before he gets a good one then posts it as if he just took the pic. Iwaizumi knows.

• Tanaka does know that girl from Queens.

• Asahi is the biggest fan of ghibli movies.

• That one time Nishinoya and Tanaka watched Les Miserables together they ended up crying for half an hour holding close to each other and Saeko bringing them food to cheer them up.

• Suga always takes little pranks on everyone but they all are oblivious because he seems so innocent.

• Saeko is the one who mentioned Noya would look cool with his hair partly bleached so he did that. Now she always helps him with it. Also buzzed Ryuu’s hair.

• Noya is nearly not as horny as he seems.

• Kiyoko did figure ice skating before and sometimes goes on ice as well.

• Akiteru still blames himself.

• Kuroo loves cats so damn much but for some reason they are all afraid of him??? Why do they come to Kenma wHO DOESN’T CARE but as soon as Kuroo tries to pet one of them they just run away?? Why IS THIS HAPPENING??? Seriously, he’s very upset about it.

• Kageyama has a good singing voice.

• Kuroo plays the guitar.

• Bokuto’s favourite place in the universe is Owl Museum. 

• There is a part of Bokuto that wants to dye his hair yellow but Akaashi said “this is a bad idea, Bokuto-san” so he doesn’t.

• Oikawa is too weak for Iwaizumi calling him his first name.

• Kuroo is not smooth at all.

• Asahi thinks geese are creepy. Everyone agrees.

• Ushijima is not mean at all. He’s just really, really, REALLY dense.

• Akiteru brought Kei his first dinosaur figurine and that day is one of his happiest memories.

• Hinata is the first person Kageyama been over EVER and Natsu ends up loving hanging out with him.

• Asahi has talent for drawing.

• Ushijima’s best friend is his dog (shiba inu yo). 

• Hinata does get to be ace but only by his third year.

• Animals LOVE Bokuto. Kuroo is jealous.

• Oikawa has an older sister.

• Bokuto changes all the “all s” in the songs to “owls”. Every song is an owl song for Bokuto and he REALLY doesnt like people trying to tell him that they are NOT because he knows better.

• Kageyama can’t swim.

• Tanaka’s parents are dead.

..I should stop.

anonymous asked:

could you do a big list of jimon headcanons please?

Here you go anon:

  • when they first get jace back, he spends as much time as possible with everyone, he doesn’t want to be alone, but he’s quiet. they all try to talk to him, constantly checking to see if he’s alright, if he’s coping ok with everything
  • simon does this at first as well, but he notices how jace reacts everytime someone asks if he’s ok, so simon starts talking to him about other stuff instead, anything that might distract jace rather than remind him what happened (funny anecdotes, pointless chatter, things he saw happening in the park, anything) and slowly but surely jace starts to smile and laugh at simon’s stories, and actively seeks him out when the others’ concern gets Too Much (and sometimes even when it doesn’t) and they start spending more and more time together
  • it takes a while but they both start to realise their feelings are more-than-friend feelings but neither of them know how to act on it
  • until one day when they’re sitting chatting simon rests his hand on the table and jace tentatively places his hand on top. simon looks up at him and grins softly before grasping jace’s hand and that’s that
  • it’s hard at first for jace. he’s been brought up to fear vampires and his instinct when touching a cold hand is to flinch. simon notices. simon always notices everything jace does.
  • jace has nightmares. a lot. but being a vampire, simon’s always awake when it happens. if he isn’t already at the institute, you can bet that simon gets there asap when jace calls (which is pretty quick with his vampire speed and all)
  • the first time jace doesn’t flinch from simon’s touch, simon almost blurts out ‘i love you’. but he doesn’t. he’s worried about scaring jace away.
  • sometimes they just lie in jace’s bed, jace’s head on simon’s chest and simon rubbing jace’s back soothingly, whispering reassuring words
  • sometimes they go for a walk - to central park, just in the streets around the institue, wherever
  • occasionally they’ll head over to brooklyn and simon takes jace to his favourite spots and places that hold fond memories and he’ll tell jace stories from when he (and clary) were younger
  • simon is slowly trying to educate jace about mundane culture so sometimes he’ll come armed with dvds and his laptop and they’ll cuddle in bed while watching films.
  • during the movie jace eats popcorn, simon drinks his blood. both of them are content.
  • if they’re watching films with vampires/werewolves/etc., jace will point out all the inaccuracies with their portrayal and simon just rolls his eyes with fond exasperation.
  • equally, jace helps teach simon about the shadow world but he knows that he has a skewed shadowhunter perspective so he tries to find downworlders who can help
  • simon goes to luke a lot with questions or just to hear luke’s experiences. jace starts going along with him to learn about the history of the shadow world from a new perspective and to help him start challenging the toxic views instilled in him by valentine and other shadowhunters throughout his life
  • after he betrayed raphael, simon spends a lot of time not really knowing where to go. he tries staying at home for a while but the pressure of hiding his vampirism from his mum and sister becomes too much so he leaves
  • simon then stays with magnus for a while but he never feels at home and he wants somewhere of his own, so with the help of the others he finds his own place. they all help him move in and get settled but jace more than anyone, and the two of them spend a long time making simon’s tiny flat feel like somewhere simon could call home
  • after that they spend most of their free time at simon’s - jace doesn’t like being stuck at the institute all the time and there’s never any privacy there with all the people around
  • one day jace finds simon’s guitar hidden under his bed. when simon comes back into the room, jace holds out the guitar and asks simon to play something. simon hasn’t really played since he got thrown into the shadow world, but he complies and it soon becomes a habit for simon to sit and play for jace in the evening, sometimes singing as well, sometimes not, but if always relaxes both of them
  • one evening, simon plays a song that jace doesn’t recognise. when he asks simon who it’s by, simon gets all flustered before mumbling that it’s his, that he wrote it for jace
  • jace is so touched by this gesture, that someone would put the time and effort into writing a song for him and he sees the look that simon has in his eyes when he looks at him, full of love and affection and jace knows that he gets that same look in his eyes when he looks at simon
  • and simon is still looking at jace nervously, waiting for his reaction, so jace does the only thing that feels right in that moment and tells simon that he loves him
  • and simon’s face lights up into that blinding smile of his before responding that he loves jace too
Brains Over Beauty (Part 2) // Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by stvlinski

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5 (FINAL) 

Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Stiles x reader
Word Count: 1,492
Warnings: A few swear words I think
Original request from @hungergamesteenwolf:  “Hi could you make an imagine where the reader is a veela (a beautiful supernatural creature with hypnotic powers) and everyone gets attracted to get because of her looks but only her soulmate gets attracted to her because of personality and until she finds out who her soulmate is the world is in black and white and she finds out stiles is her soulmate who she has been friends with since childhood. Thanks.”   

A/N: This is a continuation of Brains Over Beauty (obviously). Anyways, I hope you all enjoy! Part 3 will be coming soon!! 

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