you totally lost me

Okay so @chirpingisflirting said she’s been having a real poopy bday, so I thought I’d take a crack at a nurseydex hc (which became this lame ficlet chimera) for her! Here goes nothing! Literally!

I’d imagine that, early in Nursey and Dex’s relationship (say, four months in?), school starts hittin’ Dex hard; boy’s got assignments up the wazoo, some emergency fees come up and he takes a small job a few days a week at the school bookstore/convenience store, his life’s just a mess. Nursey’s trying to keep his cool and be understanding, but it’s driving him nuts. He hasn’t seen Dex outside of practice in like, a month and a half, and he keeps trying to text him and make the best out of a crappy situation, but Dex tends to fall asleep or get bogged down by a new assignment and just forgets to text back and or it’s been almost a day and it’d feel really awkward to answer now and… yeah. It’s really fucking with Nursey.

He’s been taking it slow with Dex (whom I headcanon as only recently really coming into his sexuality?) since the start, but it feels like he’s the only one who gives a crap sometimes. Nursey reminds himself that’s obviously not true, though, and that Dex is just obscenely busy and just… lays on the supportive texts, or brings extra snacks for Dex after practice/before class. Still, this can only go on for so long.

And it’s driving Dex crazy too, because he’s reading all the texts, and he can see how upset Nursey is every time he splits up with the rest of the team after breakfast to head off to class, and it weighs on his mind when he’s knee-deep in some cs problem. It’s his first real relationship (with a dude?), and he’s crazy for Nursey, but he feels like he’s only giving 30% when Nursey’s constantly giving 100% (which ISN’T TRUE; boy’s running himself ragged, here!).

So he works double time for like a week to give him enough slack to slack off for an evening. It’s Tuesday, and he texts Nursey around lunch to get dressed in something comfy and wait outside the Haus for him after dinner. Nursey’s totally confused and is so… idk? Anxious? What could Dex want to talk about? Can Nursey even take this anymore? Is this fair to him? He almost doesn’t reply or want to show up, but he’s a sucker for Dex, so he puts on a cute li'l sweater over a collared shirt and waits out front.

Dex pulls up ten minutes late (definitely unlike him), and Nursey and him drive off silently.

They pull up to this hill hidden between these real posh houses that overlook Samwell and the surrounding town, minutes pass, and Dex pulls a scrap of paper and a single, haggard looking rose from behind his seat, but he still won’t talk. He just stares down at the things in his hands, and Nursey’s somewhere between concerned and pissed.

“I stopped by the flower shop before they closed and picked this up for you,” Dex starts, hands on the rose he’s now jerking in Nursey’s direction, “but I realized I don’t even know if you like roses, and this is completely fucking cliché, and it got all fucked up because I kept fiddling with it, and- Jesus, Nurse. I’m sorry.”

Nursey just looks up and locks eyes with Dex for the first time all night. Concern is winning out over anger now. He takes the rose, and his eyebrows wrinkle in an almost sad way.

“Shit, Nur- Derek! Derek. Are you okay? I’m so, so–”

“I love it.” Nursey places his hand over Dex’s. Dex just blushes and goes silent again, his eyes returning to the scrap that’s getting closer to becoming, well, scraps.

“I know I’ve been really shitty about, well, us, recently.” Dex is breathing deeper now. “But I know how hard this is for you, and I think about you all the time, and I thought I could balance everything, but I-” Dex shrugs. “I guess I can’t,” he chuckles.

“And I guess I know how much you like poetry and stuff, and- just- I brought you here to tell you…” He stretches out the paper in his now shaking hands, and sucks in a sharp breath. Th- this. Just read this.“ He passes the scrap over to Nursey:

‘You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.’

"Yo, you know plagiarism is probably the least effective way to my heart, right?” Nursey chirps.

“I know that, idiot,” Dex starts. “I- I’m not saying I wrote it. I just-”

“I know, man.” Nursey’s hand tightens around Dex’s.

And then Nursey’s kissing him, and Dex could almost cry for all that he feels he doesn’t deserve it after this past month. They break apart soon, though, and Dex takes the moment to hold Nursey out at arm’s length.

“I'msosorryDerekyoudeservebetterthanthisI'lltryharderforyou,” Dex breathes out.

“Hey, chill. I’m not blind, you know? You’re doin’ everything you can, Will. Just… just let me help you too, y'know? If you’re too busy to leave your damn room, let me come to you. It’ll kill me, but I can catch up on my readings and… not distract you.” He waits a beat for Dex to answer, and when he doesn’t, he continues, “Or I can meet you in between classes and walk you to your next one, or we can call each other… I just miss you.”

Dex’s eyes start darting here and there, like he’s looking for something in Nursey’s, and he finally answers: “Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that.” He’s sniffling now. “Let me do better.”

And with that, Dex leans in to kiss the smile sprouting on Nursey’s lips.

(And then vehicular cuddles. A lot of them. To the point where Nursey has to drive them back because Dex is half-asleep.)

BTS Reaction: Finding Out You Have A Tumblr Account

Anonymous said: Bts reacting to finding your bts tumblr and lots of giggles? over text or as a gif reaction please!

A/N: Hope you like it!! I had so much fun writing this haha!! 


Jin: *Starts giggling to himself* “Jagiiii, what’s this??”

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Suga: *Looks at you disappointed* “and to think…I always believed, I was your first bias”

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J-Hope:  *Starts reading* “And then he slid his big, f- JAGI WHY DID YOU WRITE THIS??” 

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Rap Monster: *looks at you smirking* “You were so dirty mined Y/N..I’d never do that”

Originally posted by ksjknj

Jimin: *looks at you laughing* “That Jikook fanfic is really good, baby”

Originally posted by chimneytaels

Taehyung: *tries to take this seriously* “You see..The begging was good, the middle was ehhh and in the end you totally lost me”

Originally posted by toughchim

Jungkook: *Blushes* “Why is NSFW written in your description??”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

I love Finn so much, and I love how thoughtfully and how beautifully John Boyega inhabits the role–

He’s spoken in interviews about how he sees Finn as a much needed departure from overly assured, macho, hypermasculine heroes, and it’s SO visible in the movie–

Finn is so vulnerable, so flawed, so human-  

I love how he wears his emotions on his sleeve:  
“Keep calm, keep calm…”
“I am calm!”
“I was talking to myself…”

How both he and Rey look overwhelmed and terrified at the prospect of flying a ship-

How he runs to save (what he thinks is) a poor girl being attacked and outnumbered by thieves  (let’s remember that Finn is unarmed and outnumbered too!!)  
BUT then he turns right around and runs for his life when she runs after him with a weapon:::
He’s BRAVE, but it’s bravery that’s tangible, not the Movie Hero’s insensate lack of fear.

Finn is so funny, but he doesn’t have the zingy one-liners of a guy who has it all figured out-  Mostly he’s making witty observations or stating an ironic truth, or bantering with Rey or Han-

He and Rey both feel so young and they relate like people– Finn may be attracted to her, but aside from wanting to impress her he never gives any indication-
he doesn’t hit on her or make innuendos or act like a man is generally supposed to act in movies to prove he’s a DUDE-

Finn just reacts with joy and excitement that he’s found such an awesome, badass friend— just look at the way he and Rey rush to compliment and gush over EACH OTHER after flying the Millenium Falcon for the first time.  He’s so not cool!!
He should probably be shrugging and squaring his shoulders like “Oh yeah, that’s me: hero of the resistance, glad you could keep up…” if he wants to keep up the charade that he’s part of the Resistance,

but he’s THRILLED and he forgets his Cool Guy persona and wants to gush and nerd out like a little kid, and tell Rey how cool she is, and say “No no, I only hit the target cuz you set me up for it!!”

I’ve totally lost my train of thought, but yeah Finn is a wonderful character and I love him a lot

Release

Characters: Dean Ambrose x Reader

Content: Sexual Content, NSFW, Daddy Kink, Choking. 

Summary: Dean storms backstage after WM32 enraged, finds You and drags you off to release some of his anger.

“Come with me. Now.” Dean barked at you while grabbing your arm. You’d been sitting backstage while the makeup girls finished off your look, getting ready to head up to Gorilla to go over your match plans again.

“W-w-what. Where are we going?”

He was dragging you down the aisle of the backstage area, fingers digging into your arm as he pulled you along. You wanted to protest but you weren’t sure how he was going to react.

Kicking open a few doors open he finally settled on an empty room, which was rare considering it was Wrestlemania. Locking eyes with him you could see his pale blue eyes were filled with rage. Dean was in one of those moods where he wanted to fight or fuck. He’d done one of those and that clearly hadn’t satisfied him.

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New York, New York

Originally posted by shawnskisses

Requested by anonymous: I LOVE YOUR WRITING!!! Can you do one where shawn finished a concert, on his way to a plane to go to you and he get in a car accident. After months in coma he wakes up and your still there waiting for him even if a lot of people told you to move on?

Note: tears, just tears and it’s super long so prepare yourselves

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SATURDAY, DECEMBER 11; 7:37 PM EST

This was not happening.

You were not going to let this happen.

Everyone was silent.

And then you lost it.

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Beach breakdown

(Because of a misunderstanding, Alajéa, Karenn and Gardy are trying to set Colaïa free when the ENTIRE Guard of El (Miiko, the boys and Leif, Jamon, Ewe, Kero and Ykhar) arrives on the beach to stop them.)

Do you want to know what goes through our head, you the GREAT, THE FABULOUS CHIEF OF THE WONDERFUL EL GUARD ?!

What goes through our head, is that again… you… you… no… (plural you, Gardy is talking about the El Guard)

YOU decided to blow up a family. (singular you, Gardy is talking about Miiko.)

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Out of Context Ace Attorney Starters (based on @outofcontextaceattorney)

“Have you just been rambling all this time without any sense of inner monologue!?”
“Get a little too addicted to using your precious white powder, did you?”
“Are you saying all baseballs are suspicious because they have stitches!?”
“Why is it lately, all I want to do is cry…?”
“Well, you know what they say about guys with long names… They’re difficult to pronounce!”
“Get your finger out of the breeze and put it to good use.”
“What’s crack-a-lackin’, homie?”
“If you’re going to ride that stallion into the sunrise, wait for me, I want in too!”
“My panties are an extra-dimensional space… Anything can fit in there!”
“If you start eating the crime scene… I’ll make you leave…”
“I’m… totally lost… so why don’t you just tell me the answer already?”
“I set my ATM card’s number to ‘0001’ because I’m number one!”
“I’ve given up trying to understand them. It’s much easier that way.”
“I live, eat and breathe potatoes now. Potatoes are… my life.”
“Don’t mind me! Just forgot a few things! …Wallet, phone, the documents, my bag…”
“My beauty can’t possibly be captured by a mere crayon!”
“Hiding under that table would mean being surrounded by the four naked men, though.”
“…My forbidden imagination is starting to imagine things.”
“So how does it feel to be thoroughly rammed?”
“I, on the other hand, call it a mistake.”
“It was probably because of his worthless male pride.”
“Who can say? I seldom pay attention to mundane things such as time and place.”
“You should really come with a supply of cheese to match your vintage whine.”
“I can only speak a few phrases, such as, 'I love you,’ and, 'Where is the toilet?’”
“…I have no objection to the whip.”
“I’ll catch her with her pants down… So to speak.”
“This man doesn’t get sarcasm.”
“My mind and body are kaput. Same goes for my life.”
“Care to explain why you chose to finger that person?”
“People have all kinds of fetishes.”
“I will not allow birds to be belittled in my presence!”
“Salt runs in the family, you might say.”
“What’s 'hard’!?”
“Tell me about the dogs!”
“Cut the existential bull or I’ll cut you.”
“Sorry, am I supposed to be consoling you over your first-world problems?”
“I believe in the power of science.”
“People don’t die that easily, really.”
“I didn’t sign up for this!”
“You don’t need nail polish to get to someone’s mouth.”
“And even though the weather is gorgeous today, it’s raining inside my heart…”
“Things are already confusing enough with all these daddies running around.”
“What the heck, right?”
“His name is… something weird. I forget.”
“The spork is a wonderful invention.”
“I love weenies. I can’t get enough of their tender juiciness.”
“Welcome back to reality! We’ve been waiting for you.”

Oikawa, Kuroo and Bokuto apologising to You

well, enjoy


Oikawa Tooru

‘‘Okay, what the actual fuck Tooru?’‘ You looked around your flat as you uttered these words of devastation, trying to ignore the small desire to melt by the sight of what he had done. Oikawa was known to be a very intelligent and calculative person, but when faced with your wrath he could get a little extreme. And that was exactly what had happened when he brought home a bunch of small, fluffy puppies, which were so excited that they completely destroyed everything around them.

‘‘You know what? To justify my action, Iwa-chan helped me buy them so…it’s half his fault, too.’‘ 

‘‘Well, but Iwa-chan-’‘ You mocked Tooru’s voice, even though you respected Iwaizumi with all your might. ‘‘-don’t have poop in his living room!’‘

‘‘Yet.’‘

‘‘Do you want to die tonight?’‘

‘‘Listen baby-’‘ He came closer to you, having you at the arm-length distance. ‘-imagine, me and you and our five, beautiful puppies going on walks, playing, teaching each other new things, growing old together–’‘

‘‘Okay, stop.’‘ You quickly interrupted him, putting a finger on his half opened lips. ‘‘I get what you are doing. Your apology for yesterday’s fight is a shit-’‘ He winced a little, smile visibly faltering. ‘‘-however, since the puppies are cute, I’m willing to forget it.’‘ 

‘‘Perfec

t!’‘ He clasped his hands, shooting you his perfect smile. ’‘What are we doing for dinner?’‘

‘‘Oh dear, I’m going to make a dinner. You-’‘ This time you pointed a finger at him, the smirk, which welcomed itself on your face made him shudder. ‘‘-are going to clean this mess.’‘

‘‘I hate my life.’‘ 

Originally posted by volleygifs



Kuroo Tetsurou

It’s been three hours since your fight and the throbbing guilt in his gut was growing more painful with each hour. He knew that he had been at fault that time, but he still didn’t stop screaming at you. It was stupid, he was frustrated and you were just there. Kuroo felt bad and the sound of your crying form on the couch wasn’t helpful but was a reminder of how much of an asshole he can become when something didn’t go his way.

He wanted so badly to apologise, but the last expression you had given him was so heartbreaking and it made him scared to look at you. However, it had to be done in order to keep your relationship. No backing away anymore and then putting his anger on the next person. 

He started to slowly approach your laying body, from behind the couch. You have already stopped sobbing, but it was obvious that tears were still running down your face. He came to the place next to your head and stood still. Your face was reddish and messy, with snot and wet traits everywhere. You looked the same as he felt right in that moment. 

He didn’t know what to say, how to whisper a word sorry so you would understand the power behind this word. So he didn’t. 

He slowly laid his larger body in front of yours and held your hand tightly in his, feeling how your grip also tighten. You didn’t stop crying right away, but when you did - he enveloped you in his arms for the whole night and didn’t let go.

It was the best apology you could have thought of, but you still hoped it would be the last time he had to do this.

Originally posted by volleygifs


Bokuto Koutarou

‘’I find your lips so kissable’‘

‘‘Kou, are you dying?’‘ You asked your boyfriend, who decided to call you right in the middle of your trip to the mall.

‘’And your kiss unmissable’‘

‘‘Is it One Direction?’‘

‘’Your fingertips so touchable’’

‘‘Okay, I’m coming over.’‘

And your eyes, irresistible’’

‘‘Wait - are you drunk?’‘

‘‘In love.’‘ He clearly slurred and you didn’t even know if you should laugh or cry at his poor state of mind. ‘‘I feel so lost, you know? Our fight, it totally wrecked me. I don’t want you to leave me, but I’m not that good at saying sorry. And - wait a minute.’’ You heard him throw up somewhere in the background and immediately feel lightheaded. Alcohol was definitely not for him.

‘‘Koutarou, it’s fine.’‘ You assured, hoping that he would leave it alone and let you visit to take care of him, but no - Bokuto Koutarou wasn’t the one to give up.

‘‘Listen, listen, listen, listen. Are you listening?’‘ You laughed loudly, getting weird looks from people on the train. 

‘‘Ye–’‘

‘‘You are not listening!’‘ He yelled and you laughed even harder.

‘‘I am!’‘

‘‘Good.” He swallowed and continued. ‘‘I’m sorry, can we still be together?’‘

‘‘Kou, our argument was about what movie shall we watch tonight. It was nothing serious, oh my God.’‘ 

‘‘Technically, you are right. Practically, it could be something deeper.’‘ He stated, seriously and you couldn’t help, but be fond of the way he cared about your relationship. It may be a little crazy at times, but you loved it anyway. 

‘It was nothing.’‘

‘‘Cool, we are watching Transformers, bye.’‘ He quickly hung up, not giving you a single chance to protest.

‘‘You piece of shit.’‘

Originally posted by bb-bluee

anonymous asked:

I feel so out of place asking question with all this gender stuff going on, but I'll do it anyway if it's ok. What will cadets and vets think of 'friends with benefits' relationships? Would they have it or they prefer not to? Also you are so cool in dealing with difficult topics, angry anons, and being respecting at the same time, like, wow, mama, you are role model, love you

Shit, nonny, you got like no idea what that means to me!

Mikasa: Sex without romance? No way
Reiner: Wait there’s something else than that? 
Bertholdt: Spares himself for the one he truly loves
Annie: Rather not
Eren: Wait? What benefits?
Jean: Haha of course! I got like ten of those (he doesn’t)
Marco: If others like that that’s cool, but I’m more the romance dude
Sasha: That good
Connie: Nice
Historia: If I had friends who weren’t total dorks, maybe
Armin: Count me in
Ymir: Heck ya
Levi: You lost me at friends 
Hanji: Good concept, nice one!
Erwin: The only relationship he’s capable of lol
Nanaba: But how is that supposed to work? Romantic feelings are bound to become involved?!
Mike: *While having sex with a friend with benefits* what?
Moblit: Not sure if that’s a benefit…

Out of Respect (Lin/Reader)

Prompt: Again, not requested, just inspired by what’s going on in the world today.

Author’s Note: The reader is obviously female and Muslim in this case. I’m all for more diversity in the x reader world.

I want to give a shoutout to @anonnymousefangirl for helping me out to make sure that everything was accurate!

I did a lot of research on this to make absolutely sure that A) everything is accurate and B) I didn’t accidentally offend someone. There are a lot of things some of you might not understand or be familiar with. That’s a-okay. If there’s anything you’re totally lost on, you can send me an ask and I’ll try to explain or you can google it for yourself. The information is out there!

It should be noted that removing the hijab off of a woman who chooses to wear it for religious purposes is kind of the equivalent of pulling a shirt off of someone. It’s inappropriate, especially in public, and the person will want to cover up.

You’d think this kind of thing wouldn’t happen in New York, but I’ve heard stories similar to this from children at a school I used to work at. Even this city isn’t free of prejudice.

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader

Summary: You are a hijabi (a woman who wears a hijab) headed to work one morning on the subway. A white man comes on, screaming and cursing about your religion before tearing your hijab off. Thankfully, one of the other passengers offers help—at least as much as he can.

Rating: T for racist or otherwise triggering words and phrases like “muslim terrorist”. 9/11 is also referenced.

Warnings: Some nazi references and the above.

Words: 1300

Askbox / Masterlist / What I Write

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anonymous asked:

Hello, I am very interested in concept art and I want to take it professionally sometime in the future, when i am able to improve ofc. May I ask if you have some tips on how to actually get started on it, like lets say I want to work in a game dev company how do i approach this and what should be my initial step. Or even as a freelancers how do i put myself at there as a starting point to make people notice me?

Ahh… I think… you’re asking the wrong person because I did everything wrong… Im probably going to tell you things you already know but I guess I can share my experience and what I’ve learned?

A little background, I was an international student from Malaysia and i studied in California for 5 years. I didn’t go to art school but I went to a community college and then transferred to a university with an art program. That means I only did art for my final 2.5 years and spent the rest of my time completing the General Education requirements. This is cool and whatever except Im the type who’s obsessed with getting good grades so I put a 100% of my effort into every class I took, from marine biology, to calculus and astronomy etc etc. As a result, I didn’t spend as much time doing art as I should’ve been, especially when it was going to be my chosen career. 

My first 3 years I had a solid 4.0gpa. I was really proud of it! And then one of my art professors found out. He sat me down and asked me if I knew that in the art industry, grades and school doesn’t matter at all. I knew. He told me that while my grades were impressive, i shouldn’t tire myself out on subjects that wont matter and concentrate on building a portfolio instead. I did that for a semester (and my grades fell lol) but I couldn’t let go so in the end, I graduated summa cum laude with a 3.91 and a lousy portfolio. 

As an international student in the states, you have 90 days to look for a job or you’d have to leave. If you do get job, you have a year to work before you have to leave (unless your employer decides they want to keep you and your work visa gets approved). For me… I totally lost confidence in myself and my art. Writing a cover letter was so hard because i didn’t believe in what I was typing. My portfolio was a mess and my resume was… full of things that didn’t pertain to art. So I only applied to 2 places I think, didn’t get a reply, and left after my 90 days were up. 

When I got back, I applied to the first 2d illustrator job opening i saw and got the job. Worked there for 10 months, learned alot and then quit (because despite having a really good well known art director, he didnt know how to direct the artists under him, he just knew how to make his own work amazing and the studio was beginning to move away from concept art gigs anyway). I did a few freelance gigs after that but they were mostly referred to me from my ex-boss. Since then, I’ve been working on my own originals and as you can see, fanart stuff. I decided to give myself some time to do all the things I wanted to do while in school but did not do because i was too busy studying. I have until the end of this year before I gear up, revamp my portfolio, and join the industry fray again!  

I KNOW you didn’t ask for my life story but I feel that you needed to know that I havent been successful before deciding to listen to what I have to say! (Also I guess I still feel this regret and disappointment and needed to unload…) 

So basically, don’t do what I did! Here’s what I’ve learned though!

1) Network! 
If you are in school, join an art club. If its a good club, they’d bring in industry professionals to give seminars or portfolio reviews. Participate! I have friends who got their first job through their networking efforts. Go to events that industry professionals attend! Like CTN Expo etc etc. Attend the panels and if they’re doing a portfolio review, GO FOR IT  

2) School
Is not important! If you’re in school studying art, thats great! If not, it doesn’t matter. Nobody cares about which school you attended or if you even went to school at all. If you’re the right person for the job, you’ll get hired regardless.

3) Portfolio
Is everything. Put work in your portfolio that you wanna be hired for. For example, if you’re going for an environment artist job, don’t fill your portfolio with comic work. ADs don’t have time to sieve through your portfolio for what they’re looking for. That said, research the studio you wanna work for and create your portfolio to match. Your portfolio shouldn’t contain all your work, only the best ones. 

4) Social network
You should share your art online on every available site to increase the reach of your audience, but more importantly, share it on the sites that really matter! You probably already know but sites like artstation and drawcrowd, where concept artist congregate, are where you should be! Its also a good place to gauge the current industry standard and try to match up to those standards. ALSO, sign up for artstation’s job listings!! I get an email every 2-3 days from artstation listing job openings from around the world (but mostly in the states and europe).
Follow art directors on their social network! Occasionally they’ll post a job opening and a call for entry!

5) Just try…
Even if you don’t think you’re good enough, just apply for every job you can cause you’ll never know… 

6) Resources
If you haven’t already, please follow dearartdirector. In fact, i think if you asked them this same question, they’d have a better answer for you because… you’re asking actual art directors…

Subscribe to levelup on youtube! They do interviews with industry professionals and talk about how they got their jobs and how they develop their skills and stuff! Its really insightful! 

Thats all i have for now… I don’t think I helped… but I’ll be trying again next year so lets work hard together!! 



School Play Part 2

Part One Here

By popular demand we have these two lovebirds reactions to their very heated make out.

Feel free to message me or send me an ask– I am taking requests.


Adrien was freaking out for two reasons: 1. He liked Marinette and 2. He had more than made out with Marinette in her room. He was more than a little embarrassed in fact he was practically mortified! He was always so good about keeping his emotions in check. He hardly ever let them run away from him like this and if he did it was only when he was Chat Noir. Something had just come over him and that something was Marinette because like it or not Adrien had to admit that the mere thought of her made his heart race. Adrien was so focused on his feelings for Ladybug that he hadn’t even noticed when Marinette weaseled her way into his heart. He sighed into his pillow. How was he going to face Marinette tomorrow? His cheeks burned as he thought about seeing her. Maybe he should fake sick. Marinette must hate me now, I mean I practically attacked her! What is wrong with me? Adrien’s thoughts were not encouraging. Adrien groaned into his pillow.

“Geez kid what’s got you so wound up?” Plagg complained from the corner of Adrien’s bed. Adrien looked up from the pillow at the annoying little god.

“Are you kidding? I totally lost control today with Marinette! What is wrong with me Plagg?” Adrien groaned into his pillow once more.

“Oh that? That’s just animal instinct- comes with being the Black Cat,” Plagg said easily. Adrien sprang up onto his knees looking at Plagg with wide eyes.

“It’s what!?” Adrien balked.

“Animal instinct. You liked the pretty girl kissing you and so you didn’t think you just acted and took it a little too far. It’s a cat thing it happens,” Plagg snickered.

“So you’re telling me on top of being a hormonal teenage boy I now have animal instinct to worry about as well?” Adrien squawked.

“They’re pretty much the same thing.” Plagg shrugged. Adrien ran a nervous hand through his hair.

“This isn’t any time for jokes Plagg- I wouldn’t have hurt her would I- I mean this instinct it’s not dangerous is it?” Adrien worried.

“What? No of course not! You still have some self control! Geez kid get your mind out of the gutter! You’re not going to hurt anyone!” Plagg said disgusted.

“But today with Marinette- I took it way too far.” Adrien slumped down in self loathing.

“To be fair she seemed to be really into it. When she  put her hands in your hair- behind your ears, well Chat Noir’s ears- that’s the spot where most Chat’s let their instinct take over. It’s perfectly natural kid,” Plagg assured.

“How am I going to face Marinette tomorrow after that?” Adrien moaned.

“If it helps she seemed to be as into it as you were.” Plagg shrugged. Adrien quirked his eyebrow up at the kwami.

“How would you know?” Adrien asked suspicious.

“I took a look when you guys were quiet for too long. It was disgusting just so you know but you both looked pretty happy about being disgusting together,” Plagg complained. Adrien’s cheeks turned pink. “Look’s like you’ve got a new crush lover boy,” Plagg snickered.


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Here’s why I will be a good person. Because I listen. I cannot talk, so I listen very well. I never deflect the course of the conversation with a comment of my own. People, if you pay attention to them, change the direction of one another’s conversations constantly. It’s like being a passenger in your car who suddenly grabs the steering wheel and turns you down a side street. For instance, if we met at a party and I wanted to tell you a story about the time I needed to get a soccer ball in my neighbor’s yard but his dog chased me and I had to jump into a swimming pool to escape, and I began telling the story, you, hearing the words ‘soccer’ and ‘neighbor’ in the same sentence, might interrupt and mention that your childhood neighbor was Pele, the famous soccer player, and I might be courteous and say, Didn’t he play for the Cosmos of New York? Did you grow up in New York? And you might reply that, no, you grew up in Brazil on the streets of Tres Coracoes with Pele, and I might say, I thought you were from Tennessee, and you might say not originally, and then go on to outline your genealogy at length. So my initial conversational gambit - that I had a funny story about being chased by my neighbor’s dog - would be totally lost, and only because you had to tell me all about Pele. Learn to listen! I beg of you. Pretend you are a dog like me and listen to other people rather than steal their stories.
—  Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain
Late Night Pleasure - Jungkook (Smut)

CREDIT TO THE OWNER, THIS GIF IS NOT MY OWN

Okay, so I read a ridiculous amount of Jungkook smuts before I went to sleep last night and that resulted in having an amazing dream, which I’ve decided to put into a mini smut fic,which involves some amazing as hell thigh riding. This wasn’t a request but I felt like I had to share this with you guys cause I’m thirsty as hell.. enjoy :) 

It was late at night and you where home alone watching some crappy reality TV show, You should have been studying for your art exam but you where pretty tired and couldn’t focus.  You lay on your mahogany leather couch, with a cherry blossom pink blanket over your frame. Replying to a few messages on your phone and sipping on a cocktail you had made a little earlier, when you heard a nock at the door, you removed your blanket, muting your TV before unlocking and opening the door. “Hey” the boy said standing on your front step, his tall frame almost towering over you. “Jungkook? Whats up?” You said, moving to the side and allowing him to step in. “Nothing, I just…missed you” He said, wrapping his arms around your waist, leaning down to give you a peck on the lips, “Awh thats cute” You said, closing the door over and taking his hand, making him follow you to the couch. He was supporting a red leather jacket and a white shirt with your favourite bottoms, his black leather trousers. He sat with his legs open, slowly running his long slim fingers over the faux leather material, his actions set a low burning fire in the pit of your stomach. You decided not to hold back and instead sat yourself down on one of his thick muscular thighs. His hands instantly wrapping around your waist as yours wrap around his neck. You lean down to kiss him, soft at first, little pecks the slowly lead to longer ones, before his tongue brushes against your bottom lip asking for entrance which you gladly accept. You feel his tongue exploring your mouth as you do with his, tasting every inch of you, before he moves down kissing down your jawline and down your neck and collar bones, biting, sucking, nibbling and kissing as he goes along. You thank yourself mentally for choosing to wear booty shorts and a low cut top on a night like this. His fingers slip under your shirt and run slow feathery touches up and down your waist you feel goose bumps follow with his every touch. “Baby…” he whispers, moving closer to your ear, biting your earlobe slightly before finishing his sentence “Why don’t you try moving a little? I wanna see if you can get off on my thigh” leaving a kiss on your jaw. His hands fall back down to your waist, to help you move as your hands take a grip on his muscular shoulders. You slowly begin moving back and forth, swirling your hips to create friction on his trousers, your lack of underwear meant that you soaked through your shorts, making it easier to rub against him. You began to quicken your pace, the friction of the leather making you squirm in pleasure. He began to tense and flex his thigh, creating pressure on your clit, “Fuck…” You breathed out your head rolling back as the flame in your stomach intensified. “Kookie, i’m so close” you whimpered as you slowed down and quickened your pace to intensify the pleasure. “I know you are baby…” he said, moving his hand under your shorts to your clit, he leaned forward to your ear as he began to roll circles into the sensitive bud. “Come on baby, cum for me” He said, you totally lost it, whimpering and moaning as you road out your orgasm on his thick thigh muscle. “That was amazing…” you spoke out of breath, your head laying on his shoulder. You heard him chuckle sightly. “I should surprise you more often baby” He said his hand squeezing your ass slightly, making you jump from over sensitivity. “Im gonna go get cleaned up…” You said stepping of him but he stopped you, laying you down on the couch as his hands reached up to pull down your shorts “Uh uh baby, let me help you with that.” he said as his head disappeared between your legs…

Yoon Jisung Hogwarts Au

I know I did Daniel as a Hufflepuff as well, but I can’t see Jisung as anything other???

• Hogwarts had always seemed a mystical place that you’d never get to visit,

• You’d been home schooled for a good 5 years,

• But there’s only so much someone can learn about potions in their kitchen,

• And you’d turned your sofa into a dog house by accident and your family had decided maybe Hogwarts was the place to go,

• Finally,

• I mean yeah home school could be cool but hOgWarTs!!!

• At this point you’re not even embarrassed to turn up and get sorted with the 1st years,

• You show some of the Muggle Born’s a Patronus on the boat trip to the castle and they loose their s h i t,

• Anyways,

• You get sorted into Hufflepuff, and boy are you glad because you feel they’d be the most welcoming to a complete newbie,

• And no offence to the 1st years but you kinda want some friends your own age,

• The first lesson the next day you are definitely lost,

• Why is this castle so big and why does it’s staircases move?

• Health and safety?

• And you swear you watched a room disappear, how is that practical?

• But nothing will get you down because you’re finally here,

• You spot a boy around your age walking past, and he just so happens to be Hufflepuff as well,

 • It’s not like you waited in a corner for 10 minutes to pic out a friendly looking target,

• Pfffft.  . . 

• “Heya, I’m new and totally lost, would you mind showing me where transfiguration is?”

• The boys soft brown hair and shiny eyes relax you enough to smile brightly,

• “That’s where I’m headed, you can walk with me,”

• You where not expecting this boy to have a smile to totally melt your heart,

• You’re taken back,

• How rude of him,

• His smile seems to trigger a reaction in you where you can’t help but smile back,

• “ I’m Y/N,”

• “ Jisung,”

• And just like a mama bird, he totally takes your vulnerable little self under wing,

• Jisung is actually a huge dork and a walking meme,

• (No matter how hard you try to explain, hardly anyone in Hogwarts understand what a meme is and it’s a s t r u g g l e),

• And he helps introduce you to your first ever proper friends :’)

• You learnt how to ride a broom and you knew of Quidditch before, but have you really lived if you haven’t gone to a proper Quidditch match?

• Hufflepuff wins although a Slytherin girl falls off her broom and almost nearly dies but gets saved and you hope every match is filled with this much excitement,

• A whole new world opens up to you and it’s all thanks to Jisung,

• And he just never stops showing you around?

• Everyone is 100% sure you know your way around everywhere but Jisung will be like,

• “No this way is a short cut,”

• You start to wonder how Jisung Knows even secret passages or knacks for getting things in the castle,

• Then you realised it’s Jisung he probably either asked nicely or made people so at ease with him that they’d just tell him,

• You’re normally sat in the Hufflepuff common room doing some work and he just appears,

• Takes your hand in his extremely soft ones and gently lead you away,

• And boi if you don’t LIVE for those moments, 

• He’ll take you a little into the forbidden Forrest or to a secret corner of the lake,

• He’ll find the highest window in the castle so you can watch the starts from it,

• Constantly wrapping his robe around your shoulders because you always forget yours,

• Haha, ‘forget’, nice one,

• But really why is his robe so much softer and warmer than yours?

• He always looks you in the eyes to speak to you so you feel as if you have his whole attention,

• Okay it’s been 3 months and you’re head over heels,

• Just when you think there can’t possibly be another secret place,

• The room of requirement,

• Jisung looks a little nervous when the door appears and he leads you inside,

• You figured it must be quite personal to him,

• oOps there goes your heart again,

• The room is small and quaint and colourful bean bags sit in one corner and bookshelves in the other and a hammock and the place looks so cozy you’re not sure you’re ever going to leave,

• You guys are sat on the bean bags and chatting but Jisung is half out of it and you start to worry,

• Is this the bit where he says that he was just being nice and showing you around,

• But then you remember his dorky smile and your open-heart conversations by the lake and when he went out of his way for you all of those times just to see you smile,

• You remember all those witty comments that always made you giggle, maybe just because Jisung said them,

• No one is purely that kind to people they don’t like, not even Jisung,

• “Hey Y/N, I kind of sort of like you?”

• While Jisung starts sounding confidant he drifts off at the end in an adorable raise of the eyebrow and uncertain tone,

•You can’t help but laugh a little at it,

• But you quickly stop so he doesn’t think you’re being mean,

• “We that’s awful lucky, because it just so happens I Like you too,”

• Neither of you can stop your little grins,

• Jisung lips are soft, just like his actions and both of you make slow lazy movements, almost as if trying not to frighten each other,

• Although a car could crash through a wall and you wouldn’t be startled,

• (Which is almost as dangerous as those stairs),

• From them on in it’s all gently taking each other hands when next to each other,

• His carefully slipping an arm around your waist in corridors,

• You tentatively slinging you arms around his neck as he places his hands on your hips when you’re alone,

• The highest your PDA goes is carefully wrapping yourself around each other,

• You’re both so sly though hardly anyone notices,

• Should of been a Slytherin,

• He loves it when you play with his hair so you’re forever running the soft strands through your hands,

• He almost seems to purr like a cat it’s kind of adorable,

• It’s awful though because if one of you starts to cry the other does as well and you become a group mess,

• But better be s group mess than a mess alone, right?

• You two have definitely been found in some corner somewhere crying about stupid things,

• “You got full marks on your defense against the dark arts test, oh my god," 

• Everyone just sort of leaves you to be emotional,

• Jisung always brings you little flowers he finds or snacks from the kitchens or manages to smuggle little gifts from Hogsmeade  to you,

• How does he do it though you’re always with him at Hogsmeade???

• How do you not see???

• You decide it’s better not to ask,

• Jisung is pure blood so he doesn’t know much from the Muggle world, so you get him little gifts and it makes his day,

• A rubix cube wasn’t a good choice though, he was addicted to it for an entire week,

• The two of you are combined a ball of sunshine and wit and it’s really damn cute,

• Overall Jisung is special to you on a whole different level- not only did he show you a new sort of love, he showed you a new sort of family,

Thanks if you’ve read till the end, I hope it’s satisfied all you Jisung Stans, heh.

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