you should know that by now word

OK, but Bruce and Barry though…

Despite the fact that Bruce was an ass to almost everyone else (Diana should have kicked his ass harder during that one scene, if those of you who have seen it know what I mean…), I have to admit that he was more…I dunno if “gentle” is the word I’m looking for, but let’s go with that for now–gentle toward Barry.

I mean, here is a kid that just, out of the blue, got recruited to save the world, and it is obvious he is overwhelmed during that first mission where they are saving those people. He starts rambling a bit, and you know what Bruce says?

“Just save one.”

“Then what?”

“You’ll know.”

He just basically told this kid “I see potential in you, but because you’re kind of freaking out, I’m gonna tell you to take it one step at a time, and you’ll be OK.”

THAT’S the Bruce I know and adore. The one who lets you eat pizza in his multi-million dollar car. The one who says “Go to the pantry” when you’re hungry. The one who calms you down when you’re rambling and sees your potential and REMINDS you of that potential.

I dunno. Maybe I’m ranting. It’s late. I’m tired. I’m hungry. I just barely saw the movie. I’m gonna go eat.

some people make me feel so worthless, it hurts sometimes, I just wish to sleep for over a week without dealing with anything.

8

You all know, of course that Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago by the four greatest witches and wizards of the age: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. Now, three of the founders coexisted quite harmoniously. One did not. Three guesses who. Salazar Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to Hogwarts. He believed magical learning should be kept within all-magic families. In other words, pure-bloods. Unable to sway the others, he decided to leave the school. Now, according to legend Slytherin had built a hidden chamber in this castle known as the Chamber of Secrets. Though, shortly before departing, he sealed it until that time when his own true Heir returned to the school. The Heir alone would be able to open the Chamber and unleash the horror within, and by so doing purge the school of all those who in Slytherin’s view, were unworthy to study magic.

8

Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for good, because the only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones that you use to intentionally hurt someone. There is a time for silence. There is a time waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you clearly know what you need to say, you’ll know it.
I don’t think you should wait, I think you should speak now.

I wasn’t what you wanted,
Now you say I’m what you need.
Maybe you should have
Asked me to stay before
You let me leave.
—  K.N.B.
Maybe, if I post every time this happens, abled people will stop thinking that this sort of thing is rare.

A while back I was sitting by the restaurant in Ikea and using my phone while I waited for Marvin to buy some things.

I was seated at one of four high-backed chairs arranged around a low coffee table. Across the table from me was a stranger, his young son sat in the chair to the right of me, and his daughter, who was about nine-years-old, sat on the floor at the coffee table. She was colouring and her brother was playing on a DS.

Their father stared at me while pretending he wasn’t. It’s pretty obvious when someone is watching you from eight feet away, though. I didn’t get angry vibes so I wasn’t concerned and just pointedly ignored him while catching Pidgey after Pidgey.

My phone had a semi-transparent, soft plastic case on it. I usually covered it with cute stickers. At that time, it had large words written in sharpie on the back that said, “It’s rude to stare”.

I was absorbed in my game when the stranger across from me laughed suddenly, loudly, and pointed me out to his daughter.

“Her phone says, ‘It’s rude to stare’,” he said.

He chuckled and looked at my face, expecting an explanation.

I stared at him.

He stared back.

I sighed.

“Oh, yeah. People stare at me a lot,” Just like you were, I thought. I waved my phone to show off the words. “So I wrote that on there. So, yeah.”

I went back to my game. Guy chuckled again.

“Really, people stare at you? Why?” He asked.

I looked up from my phone. I stared at him.

He stared back. I raised my eyebrows. He kept waiting for an answer.

I held up the butterfly-printed cane that had been leaning against my legs by way of explanation. “Sometimes I use a walker or wheelchair, too.”

“And people stare?” He pressed.

“Yep,” I said shortly.

“Wow. Well, you know, I think it’s probably because of their own personal fear.”

I seriously bristled at that. The tone was awful, really patronizing.

“Yeah. Seeing disabled people in public is a real shock. We remind people of their own mortality,” I said humourlessly, adding in some sarcastic laughter for good measure. I tried to signal my disinterest by lowering my head and leaning over my phone screen.

“Yeah-” he said, charging full speed ahead like he didn’t even need me for this conversation. He clearly had something to say all prepared.

"And you know, it’s funny. But I used to be scared of- people- people with disabilities,” he said, with a smile and lean-in, touching his fingertips together, making me want to punch his face.

I was in a bit of social shock. I just kept thinking, are you kidding me? This Ikea food court confession is happening right now, huh?

“Not physical disabilities, but mental disabilities.”

He was so smarmy, you guys. When he said that, I think my soul left my body. And I had no idea how to either respond or extricate myself reasonably. 

I hesitated, looked from this guy to his children, who were watching the exchange with awkward interest.

“Oh. Uh. Well, I’m autistic, so…” I let my words trail off. To this day I have no idea where that sentence would have gone.

“Oh. Oh! But I mean, you can’t tell,” he turned tomato red. “You’re so well-spoken and- I guess you could say that you have really overcome.”

As he was fumbling, I was giving him an exaggerated but sincerely felt grimace and an unimpressed "ehhh”.

At his pronouncement of my overcoming, I sat up straight and said, loudly and pissed enough that his children started looking worried, “Uh, yikes. No.”

Guy’s daughter looked like she would rather he did anything but continue talking, but that’s what he did. Like any allistic abled white dude worth his salt /s, he powered through, ignoring my obvious and projected displeasure.

“But, I mean. In school, it’s funny, because it ended up that most of my friends were handicapped. I guess I kind of protected them-” His voice took on an artificially soft, sticky quality. It was at this moment that I snapped.

“Okay. I’m going to cut you off there,” I said. I put my hand up. His tomato face spoiled.

“What? Why?” He seemed torn between expressing frustration and wanting to appear kind-hearted and open-minded in front of his children.

“Well. Uh. Ugh,“ I looked at his kids, wondering how harsh or how kind I should be. I hated that he put me in this spot. In that moment I hated him so much.

"Well, you’re saying a lot of stuff that non-disabled people think is nice to hear, but it’s not. It’s just- it’s just not.” I knew it was pointless to try to explain. My words were failing fast. He didn’t really care, anyway.

“I wouldn’t even be able to explain it to you,” I shrugged.

He gaped at me. Now he was angry. This wasn’t going how he had wanted it to.

“I know you’re coming from a good place. But it’s not nice. It’s just not… yeah.” I gripped the handle of my cane in one hand and my phone, Pokémon Go forgotten, in the other. I fought the urge to literally run away. I felt the surreal pressure of my behaviour being one of these kids’ formative disability-related experiences.

“Oh. Uh. Well. Okay. Sorry,” he said, embarrassed, not sorry. “And uh, thanks for saying that,” he said, trying to get me back. I looked away.

“I just-” he started. Even his children looked unhappily surprised that he was trying for that last word.

“I just want to say that you’re great.

I didn’t look at him. I smiled at his daughter, who smiled back out of habit, more confused than anything. His son looked down at his DS, secondhand embarrassment turning him red too.

“Hmm. Well, your kids seem nice,” I offered breezily.

After that, I moved away from the circle of green chairs and sat in an uncomfortably high stool in the corner. I hid there, head down, my hands shaking very slightly, feeling paranoid. Like I failed. And that my friends, is ableism. 

It’s something he was planning on saying all night but had been trying to hold in simultaneously. Now he says it, like breeze.

“Stay here tonight.”

Castiel turns around and looks at him. Dean thought he’d never see him again, but he’s back. Alive and real and Cas. Dean feels like he’s been constantly out of breath ever since Cas returned that morning, suddenly on the doorstep of Dean’s motel room.

Dean can’t quite seem to settle, unable to keep his eyes from Castiel. One moment, and he could fade.

“Why?” Castiel asks, curious more so than confused.

“Because,” Dean manages, “…because you’ve been gone, alright? You were dead, and we…. I thought we would never see you again. And I-” Dean’s voice falters. He walks over to Castiel and stands in front of him, his eyes gliding over his face. Every inch of him is real, solid, not like the dreams he’d been having. 

Sam and Dean had been getting separate rooms ever since Dean was awake for hours every night and just paced around the room aimlessly. When Dean slept, he’d been having dreams of Castiel being alive and he’d wake up and realize it wasn’t real. He’d rather not sleep than go through that every single night. But this, he wasn’t going to let this be a dream as well.

“Take off your coat, come on.” When Cas just frowns again, Dean does it himself. He slides the beige coat from Castiel’s shoulders and drapes it over the back of a chair.

“Dean, I’m fine with sleeping in the other motel room.”

“I’m not.” Dean rasps. “Please, Cas, don’t go.” Having Castiel around is worth sharing his emotions for. “Not again.”

Cas looks down. He looks different without his trench coat, more human. Maybe he is, in fact, a little more human. Castiel said he isn’t sure, and it’s how he’s been acting all day. Insecure. Dean can feel it whenever he looks at him, and that’s also what scares him.

“I’m sorry.” Castiel looks up to him. “I tried so hard, Dean, I tried so hard to live. For you, for Sam. I tried to stay with you and I failed.  I didn’t come back with a win for you.”

“Cas-” Dean grabs his shoulder, solid and real and warm. He looks in Castiel’s blue eyes and realizes how much he’d actually missed him. “Listen.” He begins unsteadily. “You coming back is a win for us, you hear me? You being here is enough.” Dean’s hand slides from Cas’ shoulder. “It’s all I wanted. And that’s why I want you to stay here tonight.”

“I don’t think I’m following.”

“Come on, Cas! What if you leave tonight and I come into your room tomorrow and you’re gone? What if something happens and you- you are gone for good? What if you die? What if- what if I can’t…” Dean curls his fingers into a fist. “What if I can’t let you go again?”

There’s something in Castiel’s eyes that change. It’s surprise, mostly, surprise and confusion and something Dean only recognizes from very few people in his life.

“The last thing I want is to leave another time,” Cas says. “And I- I understand now.”

Dean nods, suddenly empty where words should be, and swallows.

“Then stay. Come on, bed’s big enough.”

As Dean undresses in the darkness, with Castiel on the other side of the bed, Castiel suddenly speaks.

“Dean?”

Dean turns around, with his shirt almost off but still hanging on his neck and arm. He can’t see Cas’ face, but he can hear his breathing.   

“Yeah?”

“I love you, too.”

  • Allura is giving Lotor a grand tour of the castle.
  • Allura: Well here is the ‘’chilling’’ space as Lance calls it and.... OH there is Coran, he can give you the rest of the tour.
  • *runs outta there the moment she's done talking*
  • Lotor: Well Coran I would like to tell you I did enjoy-
  • Coran: OK cut with the chat, let’s get down to business. If you hurt any of my paladins I will single-handily whoop that purple smug off your face.
  • Lotor: Oh I understand-
  • Coran: I’m not done. With Pidge, oh she looks happy with her new found brother Matt but the moment you mention a word about their parents.. The second i see a frown on her face... you’re dead
  • Lotor: Ok got-
  • Coran: Hunk. That kid is the nicest kid you will ever meet if he ever trusts you. His food. Compliment it. It’s the purest thing you will ever get and make sure he knows it. If you don’t, DEAD.
  • Lotor: Should I write notes or-
  • Coran: SHHH- Now Keith. He might look like the typical emo boy but if you plant a seed of doubt in his mind because he’s half-Galra, so help me I will kill you. He deserves love and attention and if you make he feel bad i will destroy you.
  • Lotor: But-
  • Coran: Now Shiro, many things don’t get under his skin. And to be completely honest his choice in clothes and eyeliner are horrible but don’t tell him that or I will have to kill you.
  • Lotor: You done-
  • Coran: NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!
  • Lotor: Ok-
  • Coran: NOW! My son Lance. He is my pride and joy. Praise him like your life depends on it which it does. He is the light of the group and though i appreciate him it doesn't seem enough so you're going to do it. And if you don't-
  • Lotor: I get it. You will kill me.
  • Coran: That's the ticket!
  • Lotor: OK ok...You gonna give me a speech about Allura now?
  • Coran: Oh no boy. If you mess with her, she'll kill you herself
The Batman Rogues as Spongebob Quotes

Scarecrow: The sash wringing… the trash thinging… mash flinging… the flash springing, bringing the the crash thinging the… HASH SLINGING SLASHER!

Riddler: You may be an open book Spongebob, but I am a bit more complicated than that. The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

Killer Croc: Do you smell it? That smell, the kind of smelly smell. A smelly smell that smells…smelly

Two-Face: Isn’t this great Squidward? Just you & me together for hours and hours and hours! And then the sun’ll come up, and it’ll be tomorrow, and we’ll still be working! It’ll be just like a sleepover! Only we’ll be sweaty and covered with grease!

Penguin: Hmm, a five letter word for happiness…money!

Mad Hatter: So you mean to say they’ve taken what we thought we think and make us think we thought our thoughts we’ve been thinking our thoughts we think we thought?…I think.

Catwoman: Because of her mysterious behavior, I have decided to name her Mystery…Now that I think about it she’s also very graceful and majestic. Perhaps I should name her Grace or Majesty…or Debbie.

Poison Ivy: I’ll have you know I stubbed my toe last week while watering my spice garden and I only cried for twenty minutes.

Harley Quinn:  See, no one says “cool” anymore. That’s such an old person thing. Now we say “coral”, as in “That nose job is so coral.”

The Joker: F is for fire that burns down the whole town, U is for Uranium…bombs! N is for no survivors!

Mr. Freeze: I slipped on an ice cube and got covered in boo-boos!

Firefly: You know, if I were to die right now in a fiery explosion due to the carelessness of a friend, well, that would be just okay.

Man-Bat: Yeah, uhh, we’re with the pet hospital down the street and I understand that you have a dying animal on the premises.

Clayface: This isn’t me millionth dollar, this is an ordinary dollar that’s been crumpled up, torn slightly, soaked in the lagoon and kissed with Coral Blue #2 semi-gloss lipstick!

Bane: I was a wimp before Anchor Arms. Now, I’m a jerk and everybody loves me! So order now, wimp!

We were young when we fell in love, I didn’t know how to love you the way you should of been, I was a storm and it destroyed you in the process, and I’m very sorry that I did. The years went by and you’re still on my mind, me that used to be a storm subsided, and I wish now I could give you the love you deserve.

This is why adding -eu to the end of words is not only annoying but disrespectful and wrong.

I know that a lot of ARMYs/kpop fans in general still do it to this day because they think it’s “cute” or “funny” or whatever when their faves do it. And I’m not here to make anyone feel attacked because a lot of you may not know that it’s wrong, I’m just here to let y’all know so it would be done less often.

I live in Korea now, but when I was a baby my family moved to the States so that I can have opportunity for a better life and education. I grew up with English as my first language, but my parents didn’t know a word of it when they first came. I think it’s amazing that they did that for me, learning the language on their own while trying to make money in a foreign land they knew nothing about. The rest of my family (aunts and uncles) did the same for my cousins. The sad thing is, from that point until now, they are still ridiculed and mocked for speaking English with a Korean accent and having imperfect pronunciation. In their workplaces, they would receive anger for being “hard to understand” and speaking “bad English” because “this is America, you should know how to speak English.” America is full of assholes who can’t recognize the truth that the country was developed and built by immigrants.

It may sound like I’m giving my family history but this is what many Korean immigrants face. You continuing to add -eu to the end of every word, whether with bad intention or not, is mocking and offending your faves and other Koreans who are insecure about speaking English. Keep in mind none of these idols are required to know how to speak English. They’re KOREAN pop artists. They make attempts to do it because they want to connect with YOU, make things easier for YOU. (If you get frustrated or angry with them for not communicating in English, re-evaluate yourself… maybe YOU should learn Korean instead.) So if you continue to say things like “hearteu”, “snakeu”, or make fun of them at all for something they literally can’t help, you’re being offensive. Whether you want to admit it or not.

It’s not funny. It’s not cool. If you do it, I don’t care, I’m considering you a koreaboo.

And if you’re a non-Korean, you have no say or opinion on whether it’s right or wrong. It’s not your place to talk about it. Have some respect and consideration for the culture that you’re being a consumer of.

I won’t deny the fact that I still think about you. I know it doesn’t hurt me because you will try to make your way back into me life, into my heart, as always. But you should know by now that you never left me and I never let go of you. You’ve always been a part of me and you always will be a part of me, no matter who I love or settle down with in the future. You will be the one who truly holds my heart, now and forever. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t and won’t let you go.

I think the core thing that caused The Last Airbender to be the horrible, piece of shit movie that it is was the fact that Shyamalan clearly looked down on the TV series as just some dumb children’s show and not for the good thing it is. It really shows through in the movie that he thought that the show’s just a mindless cartoon made to momentarily distract children too dumb to comprehend the world around them. That was his first of many mistakes, and that, combined with his incompetence, laid the foundation for the film.

A/N: Okay, you guys. I just can’t wait any longer, I’m so excited to share this fanfiction (and this cover) with you all. I am so hyped! May I introduce? In a heartbeat.

Synopsis: Showing up on time for an important job interview is all you worry about when you rush through the streets of New York City on a sunny day, not expecting at all to bump into Thor, God of Thunder and his mischievous brother Loki. Before you know it, you get dragged right into a gruesome battle between two foreign realms and the atrocious menace of Ragnarök, confronted with breath-taking magic, terrifyingly hazardous threats and a fierce warrior who claims to be a Valkyrie. And as if this wasn’t enough already, you find yourself headfirst falling in love with the God of Mischief who, much to your disppointment, already seemed to have set his eyes on someone else, leaving you struggling with rejection, jealousy, heartache and more antagonising pain than your human heart could ever cope with.

Pairing: Loki x Reader
Rating: M
Chapter: 1/?
Warnings: SPOILERS FOR THOR RAGNAROK, violence and blood, mentions of slavery, death, self-harm, depression, panic attacks, jealousy, grief, heartache, smut, Dom!Loki. (More warnings might be added throughout the story)

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I told you I had feelings about that scene in Moira’s Origin Story

Jack had always been a light sleeper and the knocks on his door would have woken up the dead. He fumbled looking for his phone and grumbled out loud when he saw the time.

5:35

He had slept only two hours, who the fuck

“I’m coming!” He groaned hoping to make them stop with the incessant noise.

The door swished open to reveal none other than Gabriel Reyes, Jack could feel his posture stiffen, he brushed a hand over his eyes. Either Gabe was here for a round of hate sex or to fight; Jack was too exhausted, physically and emotionally, for the first and the second could very well wait office hours.

“For God’s sake Gabe, do you know what time is it?” Jack sighed.

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Love Me Please

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: CEO!AU | Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 1872

Author’s Note: I do not own the gif. Credit goes to owner.

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Being the personal assistant of one of Korea’s well known businessman wasn’t easy. Especially, when said businessman was the most morose and irritating person you’ve ever met in your life. To be honest, when you first applied for this job, you did not expect your boss to be a 22-year-old young man. At the beginning, you admired how well he handled his work and company with passion and hard work at such a young age, finding it even attractive to the point where you couldn’t wait to go to work the next morning. Well, that was until he removed that heartwarming smile and showed his true face. Who would have known that said boss was hiding a very conceited personality behind that ‘Oh I’m so hardworking, down to earth and I love my job’ mask? Surprise! You didn’t. Until he started picking at everything you were doing, be it good or bad, giving you harsh comments every now and then, making you want to punch him right in the face. But being the hardworking woman you were, you never gave up and worked even harder, proving to him that no matter what he was doing, you wouldn’t break down as he wished you would.

You name is Y/N, and you are going to show your Boss, Kim Taehyung, that you’re unbreakable.


“Mr. Kim, we need to hurry-“

Before you could end your sentence, you covered your eyes with your hands, turning your head around so fast you thought your neck snapped.

Taking a deep breath, you clenched your jaw tightly and hissed slightly. “Mr. Kim! The dinner starts in 15 minutes, we need to leave now.“

“Babe, why don’t you just kick her out?“ You heard the woman sitting on his lap ask with a high pitched voice, her lips still attached on his neck.

Chuckling at the question, your boss answered with his raspy voice. “Darling, you know I would, but this dinner is important. My dad has obliged me to go there no matter what.“

“But Babe~“ She whined as she pouted her lips.

“I’ll see you tonight, sweetheart.“

Gaging at their nicknames for each other, you watched how your boss winked at his–most probably–one night stand as he reached out for his jacket, walking toward you with a smirk plastered on his lips.

Rolling your eyes, you opened the door and stepped out of his office as you were looking down to your planer. When you felt his presence beside you, you started talking. “Chairman Kim wanted me to say that this dinner with Mr. Byun is very important. The last dinner you both had didn’t go well, I know. But please try to make sure to convince him to sign the contract, Sir. Otherwise your father will be mad at you.“

“You’re really talking too much, Y/N.“ Your Boss huffed as he nodded to his driver once to affirm him that he could drive now.

Taking another deep breath, you tried to calm your anger down. “This dinner is important, Mr. Kim. Please, take it seriously.“

Clicking his tongue, he mumbled. “Whatever.“

Looks like tonight was going to be a very stressful and long night.


“But Sir, your father wants you to apologize!“

Glaring at you, Taehyung hissed. “I’m not apologizing, Y/N! You, out of all people, should now that!“

Placing your fingers on your temple, you whispered. “I know, Sir. Mr. Byun wasn’t behaving like a professional either but this is really important for your company. This is the best deal we’ve received for this project and everyone worked really hard on it. Please, do it for your workers, Sir..“

You watched how his eyes softened after hearing your words. Tilting your head a little bit, you looked him expectantly in the eyes. “Hmm?“

Breaking the eye contact, he nodded and mumbled softly. “Okay..“

Smiling triumphantly, you leaned back in your chair. Checking the time on your watch, you confirmed. “It’s already 8 o’clock, he should be here any minute-“

Just before you could end your sentence, Mr. Byun walked up to your table. Nudging your Boss, you whispered. “He’s here.“

Now you just had to do one thing; get the signature.


“Taehyung, my friend, why aren’t you eating?“ Mr. Byun asked as he smirked at your Boss.

Placing a fake smile on his face, Taehyung answered. “I’m not hungry, Mr. Byun.“

“Why did you order food if you’re not hungry. Wait, why do I even care? You’re the one who’s going to pay.“ Mr. Byun laughed shamelessly.

Turning your head to your left, you observerd Taehyung’s face, who, by the way, insisted you should sit beside him. His jaw was clenched and his hands were formed into fists, anger running through his whole body.

The dinner wasn’t going as smoothly as you hoped, the sarky remarks that was leaving Mr. Byun’s mouth turning the atmosphere into an uncomfortable one. Every now and then, you turned your head to your boss and tried to make eye contact with him, making sure that he wouldn’t jump out of his chair and punch Mr. Byun right in the face.

“My lovely Y/N, are you just eating a salad?“

Hearing your name coming out of Mr. Byun’s mouth in such a way, your whole body tensed. “A-Ah, yes. I’m not that hungry,“ you said while forcing a smile.

“Ahh, so you’re taking care of your body, hm?“ He asked again.

“E-Ehm, yeah, yeah..“

“Believe me, sweetheart, I would do the same if I would have such a beautiful body like yours. I wish I had such a beautiful assistant like you. I would work 24/7 and never leave my office.“ He said as he observed your body up and down.

You jumped slightly when you heard your Boss slam his cutlery on the table. When you turned your head to him, you saw him glaring at the man sitting in front of you, the veins on his neck already visible.

Taehyung was angry, very angry.

You, on the other hand, didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t ruin this dinner, you had to think about your coworkers who had worked so hard on this project. They deserved the best. So, you took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Cutting his steak into pieces, Mr. Byun asked another inappropriate question. “Sweetheart, are you single?“

Gripping your chair, you answered through your gritted teeth. “Yes, I am, Sir.“

Don’t ruin this, Y/N! Don’t!

“Hm, beautiful.“

From the corner of your eye, you saw Taehyung lift his knife up as he glared at Mr. Byun. Immediately, your hand reached towards his hand, taking the knife away from him and giving him his glass filled with water. When you made sure that nothing sharp was near his side, you slightly leaned to him and hissed. “Don’t, Mr. Kim. Don’t forget why we’re here. Here, drink your water.“

Thank God, Mr. Byun oblivious to all this since he was enjoying his steak.

Looking up from his plate, the man sitting in front of you smiled at your Boss. “So, Taehyung. I’m listening to you.“

Turning his head to you, Taehyung watched how you nodded at him once. Gulping down, he started talking. “Our last dinner we had a few days ago didn’t went so well. I might have overreacted a little bit. I’m..“ he closed his eyes and tightened his fists, “I’m sorry, Mr. Byun.“

Looking up at Mr. Byun, you saw him smiling triumphantly. “That’s how you should do it, my dear friend, Taehuyng.“

Every word that was coming out of his most was making Taehyung’s blood boil without thinking about the consequences. Slowly, but surely, he was reaching his limit.

You watched how the man sitting in front of you drank his last gulps of water, holding the glass almost in front of your face. “Could one of you bring me water?“

Cursing inwardly at him, you forced another smile. “Ah, yes, of course.“

Searching for a waiter in the fancy restaurant, you turned your head from side to side. Taehyung, too, searched for one.

Seeing that nobody was anywhere near, Mr. Byun spoke up. “Taehyung, your assistant should pour me some water. I would love to drink the water poured by such a beautiful woman.“

Taehyung’s head snapped towards Mr. Byun in a blink of an eye, his jaw almost breaking from the way he was clenching it with such force.
The moment you realized that your Boss was ready to attack the shameless man, you intervened. Grabbing his arm, you stopped him immediately and spoke up. “I can do it!“

Standing up, you searched for a carafe, walking toward Mr. Byun’s side of the table and pouring it in his glass. Placing the glass on the table, you took a step away from him, ready to sit back down on your chair, but stopped when you felt his hand on your wrist. Yanking you down beside him, Mr. Byun wrapped his arm around your shoulder and smiled at you. “Thank you, sweetheart. Now why don’t you just sit here for the rest of the night and accompany me, hm?“

That was it, that was the last straw.

Without being able to understand what was happening, you were yanked away from Mr. Byun and soon, your Boss was punching the man in the face with his blood covered fists.

Immediately, you rushed forward and tried to stop your Boss, shouting in between his curses. “Mr. Kim! Sir, Please, don’t! Sir, stop! TAEHYUNG!“

Hearing his name coming out of your mouth for the first time, Taehyung stopped immediately. Grabbing your wrist, he turned to Mr. Byun and hissed. “If I see you ever again, I will kill you!“

With that, he walked out of the restaurant. “Mr. Kim! What do you think you’re doing?! What are we going to say to Chairman Kim now?! You’re father is going to-“

“He was literally harassing you, Y/N! I’ll kill that bastard!“

“Do you know how much I struggled to arrange this dinner, Sir?! I begged to so many people so that Mr. Byun would clear his schedule for tonight! You ruined everything!“

“What should I have done?! Should I have watched how that disrespectful bastard was harassing you in front of my eyes?!“

“For the sake of your company, yes, Sir! You know how important this project is-“

“NOTHING IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOU, Y/N!“

Frozen, you looked at his face. “W-What?“

Taking a deep breath, Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair. “I can’t stand seeing him harass you like that! I don’t know why but whenever I see you near a man, I get angry and I have the urge to protect you!“

Blinking a few times, you asked hesitantly. “Mr. Kim, what are you talking about-“

“I think I’m in love with you, Y/N.“

Well, shit..

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Author: @knockknocksoosthere as a part of Exordia Academy with @kpopfanfictrash & @bread-jinie

Creative Content Contributor: @everybodykpops FOR THIS MOODBOARD THAT HAS ME CRYING

A/N: HUGE SHOUTOUT TO @baebae-goodnight for all her help and beta-ing soooo many times on this one. ILY.

Rating: M (cursing, mentions of death, explicit sex - first time)

Pairing: Minseok x Reader

Word Count: 11K

Super Power: Essokinesis 

Summary:  Reality has never been kind to Minseok. Always, he’s been overlooked. Always picked last, always bullied by those larger than him. Until one day, he snaps. He imagines himself towering over his tormentors, striking fear into their puny hearts and dangling them from his palm. When he realizes they, too experience this distorted reality – things begin to change. No longer is Minseok nobody. The first time he steps foot on campus, people know who he is. He sees them whisper, sees them shy away and while he finds comfort in their fear – it’s lonely. When he meets you though, he finds you don’t look away. Perhaps there’s a reason.  


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The Golem King has not been anything you had expected. Not only was he beloved leader in his kingdom, but he was charming and witty. You had expected a brute and a tyrant. If you had, to be honest, you were expecting someone like your father. You were happily proven wrong. When you sent him the first letter, declaring your wishes to end the war that has been raging between your two kingdoms, he has been nothing but agreeable.

   You had agreed to a rather strange show of peace with the Golem King. In order to prove the peace talks were real, the Golem King suggested you live with him for a month. You agreed, but the Golem King had another surprise for you.

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Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words:1550

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Originally posted by flyngdream

Originally posted by bucky-plums-barnes

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Word Count: 2223 words

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You hear her speak before you actually see her.

“Hey Y/N, you should try online dating.”

You shriek in shock, whipping your head around to see Natasha, millimetres away from your face. She laughs, grinning as she takes a step back.

“Nat, you damn near scared me to death! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You scold, crossing your arms tightly.

“C’mon, we’ve been trying to get you a date for a year now, the least you can do is try finding somebody by yourself.” She tells you, pulling her curly red hair into a ponytail

You snort, rolling your eyes. “What if I don’t want a boyfriend? Plus, my Tinder bio would be absolute shit.”

“Please?” She whines, dragging the word out as she grabs your shoulders and shakes them back and forth, “just give it one shot-“

“No.”

“Please?”

“I said no, Nat, now go away and scare, I dunno, Wanda,” You sigh, turning away as you plop yourself down on the couch.

“Fucking spoilsport.” She grumbles, furrowing her brows in deep concentration. She seems to be muttering something along the lines of, ‘who do we know is single, who do we know is single.’

Suddenly, she looks up and flashes a brilliant smile at you, which makes you really damn worried.

“Ya know what? I’m gonna try set you up with Pietro.” She claps her hands gleefully, and you groan in annoyance, shaking your head.

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“Yeah, my best friend cannot date my brother!” A faint cry comes from the other room, and you look pointedly to Nat. She huffs, sitting down next to you and stealing your blanket.

“Fine, I’ll choose somebody else.” She considers, and you should’ve known that she wouldn’t have given up so easily.

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“Alright, you do that… wait… did you just say Bucky?!”

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