#(SK) I think he wants to kiss you.( S) But wait a moment! There's an abyss between thinking I'm pretty and wanting to kiss me!

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LU Skull Kid "subtly" trying to tell Sehel that Twilight has the hots for him

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Sehel would have recognized that bone mask anywhere.

"Eu!" he greeted, hand waving out of the water. "Timade, de!"

"Timada, da pa," replied the little wooden thing standing on the platform a short swim from the beach.

"Amu se munu curana pa," the Zora pointed out.

"Curanelu pa, qece se darsalu pa."

"Lu va, lu va. Ioi felohe de."

"Feloha da."

What a weird conversation, Sehel thought: "Mafe beilce ma darse?"

"Ghe."

"Ane beilce du?"

"Ce Link dacensu, se tao pulre de."

His semi-transparent crest shot upwards; he quickly flattened it back down on his head manually, with both hands, while half of his face instantly submerged to hide the burning grey blush spreading and completely overtaking his face.

"Dacensa ce baisuse vafu," Skull Kid added nonchalantly, laying on the floating wood, blissfully unaware of the Zora's embarassment.

"Amu i mozen asvata!" Sehel stopped them with a nervous iteration of his whirlpool-sounding laugh: "I perabaroe du, tvera pulra dacensuma ane baisuma vafu!"

"Perabaroe du pa," they argued back.

"Cochure, de! Lu ane ma, dua- afernua, dua!"

"Amu basuse vafu."

"Ane qece tao tarete de?"

"Ce darsu."

At that, the Zora briefly forgot to breathe.

"Darsu?" he repeated weakly.

Skull Kid nodded: "Darsu."

"... Ane rece darsu?"

"Varenti dosomu."

It wasn't necessarily a lie, because Twilight had indeed murmured Sehel's name once or twice during particularly deep sleep, wriggling as if to hold something tighter and spasming his lips very slightly, and most importantly because as much as he denied it he really did hold a very deep fondness for the young amphibian; but Skull Kid did not know that in the traditional forklore of Terminian Zoras sleeptalking was considered to be the most honest and genuine of expressions, as well as one of the rarest; and that clear messages especially - perfectly comprehensible in comparison to incoherent babbles or confusing riddles - were believed to hold the truest thoughts of a person.

Sehel looked back to shore, where most of the Hylians were minding their business. By fatal accident, Twilight noticed him, and smiled very brightly in his direction.

The Zora waved a little, desperately hoping he was far enough for his burning grey face not to be seen.

"Dacensa ce baselu dafe," Skull Kid commented, still oblivious to the whirlwind of emotions he was unleashing onto the poor scaled boy: "Masifiu du."

"... Pei dacenselu," Sehel wheezed.

Then he submerged into the deepest part of the bay, crest finally springing upwards and face completely grey with blush, and screamed into his hands, kicking at the water like a little girl who just got her prom invitation accepted.

[bbyx]

ripple effect - part nine

Summary: During her fourth year at Hogwarts, (y/n) Deauxville falls for none other than Cedric Diggory. But it's not easy when you have to deal with protecting your family's fortune, keeping your father's illness a secret and having two of your closest friends catch feelings for you.

Pairings : reader x cedric, reader x draco, reader x harry (y/n) walks to care of magical creatures, worried lines creasing her face. 

You were planning on seeing Harry first thing this morning so he could explain how the fuck his name ended up in the Goblet. But Harry hadn’t shown his face at breakfast. You were a little disappointed, knowing the shoe prank would have cheered him up a slightly.

 (y/n) had started getting very worried when Ron said he “didn’t give a rat's ass about where Harry was.” Hermione was nowhere to be found and all your other friends were too hungover to be of any help. You regretted never going to sleep, you and Draco had stolen some Wideye potion from Snape’s cabinet, but the potion made your mind feel foggy. On second thought, maybe that was just the hangover. 

The fresh air doesn’t help much at all, the wind makes you dizzy and your eyes can’t seem to focus with all the light sweeping through your sunglasses. If it weren’t for Harry, you would have done the same as Cedric and Nick, who both didn’t bother to go to class today. 

“Harry!” You croak, wincing at the pain growing in your head.

“(y/n)! Uh what’s with the sunglasses?” Harry says, glancing up quickly at the cloudy sky.

“I think it’s pretty self explanatory.” You say, inching the glasses down to show him your bloodshot eyes. 

“Harry, what happened with the Goblet.” You say, your tone becoming more serious.

“ I’m not sure, somebody must have put my name in somehow. Moody thinks somebody’s trying to kill me again.” Harry sighs running his hand through his hair. “ And Ron's jealous, and half the bloody school hates me.” He looks so exasperated, you wish you could just take all his worries off his shoulders. You missed the happy boyish glint in his eyes.You grab his face in your hands. 

“Hey, I don’t hate you.” You say softly, which finally brings a small smile to his lips.

Draco’s blood boils as he walks the grounds to Hagrid’s hut, seing (y/n) and Potter’s silhouettes. She’s resting her head on Harry’s shoulder and laughing at his stupid jokes. Draco knew that should be his shoulder. And to make matters worse she seems to only have eyes for that big Hufflepuff oaf. Finally (y/n) breaks free from Harry and joins the rest of the Slytherins. Draco motions for Crabbe and Goyle to shut up as he nears Potter.

“Ah, look, boys, it’s the champion, got your autograph books? Better get a signature now, because I doubt he’s going to be around much longer. . . . Half the Triwizard champions have died . . . how long d’you reckon you’re going to last, Potter? Ten minutes into the first task’s my bet.”  

Before Draco could pull anymore insults from his brilliant mind, Hagrid arrived carrying huge crates filled with those disgusting skrewts. The giant man explains that students will be paired up to take the skrewts on a walk. Draco takes a leash attached to the grey slug like thing and joins (y/n)’s side.

“Be my partner?” A voice breaks you out of your thoughts.

“Of course.” You answer, sounding even raspier than before. 

“Bad hangover huh?” Draco says as the creature starts venturing off.

“Hmm” Is all you managed to say back, your head hurting from all the thinking you’ve been doing about the Goblet mystery.

Walking the skrewts was a disaster, everytime one of their ends exploded it would send the skrewt, and the poor student walking it, flying forward a couple feets. Lavender Brown was constantly screeching because apparently her skrewt was “trying to kill” her.

Yeah I'm rooting for its success.

Draco wouldn’t even let you near the skrewt, holding it out as far away from you as he could. 

“Why can’t I walk it? It’s just like a dog.”

“Dog?! Have you seen this thing? No, I'm not letting you near this death machine. It’s already burned you once...”

“You’re so annoying Dray.” You say playfully shoving his shoulder.

“(y/n) you can’t even walk straight yet.”

Just at the right moment his skrewt’s end blasted and sent him flying in the mud. You laugh so hard falling to the floor, bracing yourself for the next wave of pain. 

“I’m dropping this class next year, I swear.” He grumbles, getting up and glaring at the creature.

You were mad, furious even at Draco for making those stupid Potter stinks badges. Draco was furious at you for jinxing most of them to say Malfoy stinks instead. The two of you weren’t speaking anymore, making the atmosphere with your Slytherin friends very awkward. You took some consolation in knowing that Millicent and Daphne had refused to wear the badges, but for the past week you had been spending most of your time with your brother’s friends or Harry and Hermione. To add fuel to the fire, Draco has gotten into a fight with Harry and jinxed Hermione’s teeth. It also  didn’t help that Cedric was now followed by a group of girls everywhere he went, preventing the two of you from having a private conversation.

On your way to charms, Jeremy appears next to you, fixing his yellow tie. 

“What do you want?” You say slightly angrier than you had meant to.

“Nothing. Um Cedric wanted me to give this to you.” Jeremy says, pulling out a small envelope from his robes.

“Oh thanks.” You say but he’s already ducked inside a classroom.

You rip open the envelope. It reads:

Picnic tomorrow?

Miss you, 

Cedric.

P.S: there will be chocolate frogs.

(y/n)’s bad day had just gotten a great deal better.

You were waiting by the Black lake for Cedric, while everyone else had gone to Hogsmeade. It was a surprisingly nice day for early november, you weren’t cold in your hoodie but you weren't warm either. You spot, from across the grounds, Cedric clumsily balancing a huge basket in one hand and levitating a couple other objects with his wand. You can’t help but notice how dashing he makes the Hufflepuff uniform look. He sets down a checkered blanket on the ground and throws a couple pillows on top.

“Ta-da!” He says opening the basket, filled with warm butterbeers, little pastries and fruits.

“Ced, you’re too nice.” You say giving him a long hug.

“Wait, I'm not done,” He says reaching into his pocket and pulling out a chocolate frog. “As promised.”

“I brought you something too.” You say, ruffling through your bag and handing him a small pin with a gold butterfly. “In French culture, butterflies are supposed to bring good luck, and since the first task is coming up and-”

Cedric’s lips crash into yours. Warm. He tastes warm.He tastes like cinnamon, honey and ginger. He slides one hand in your hair and holds your waist firmly with the other. Finally, you break apart for air. 

“I love it.” He whispers in your ear, grabbing the pin from your hand and securing it to his sweater. He’s wearing his usual lopsided grin.

“I’m glad.” You say, a huge smile spreading on your face.

The rest of the afternoon was one of the nicest you could remember. Cedric had brought bread for the ducks and you laying on his chest, finding shapes in the clouds while he played with a baby duckling. Suddenly he stops humming, waking you up from your dazed state. Cedric shifts, sitting up slightly.

“(y/n) what’s your wand core?”

“Veela hair, my grandmother’s. Why?”

“Just wondering if you had the same as Fleur. She mentioned it  at the weighing of the wands.”

“What’s yours?” You say not wanting to stay on the subject of your breathtaking cousin much longer.

“Unicorn hair.” He says twirling his wand around. He stops. “So if I put your hair inside a wand it would work?” He wraps a strand of your hair around his wand. You ponder his question for a couple seconds.

“Probably, but it would be a weak wand. I don’t think I have a lot of Veela genes.” You say smiling as Cedric plays with your hair.

“You’re always underselling yourself, you know.” He chuckles before planting another kiss on your lips. Then an idea pops up in your head. Cedric looks confused when you suddenly get up. He catches your wrist.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Calm down Romeo, i’m getting flowers for your flower crown.”

“My flower crown?”

(y/n) comes back a little while later, holding dozens of brightly colored flowers. You sit down crossed legged and start knotting the stems together. Cedric puts his head in your lap.

“Are you nervous about the first task? It’s only a week away.” You say looking down at him.

“A little, but i’ve got this now.” He runs his fingers over the golden butterfly. You smile softly. After that, you and Cedric debate about Quidditch as he feeds you sweets because your hands are busy braiding the flowers together.

“Ta-daa!” You say holding up the finished product. The crown was full of daisies, daffodils and carnations.

“Can I put it on?” He says excitedly.

“Of course, I made it for you.” You answer, placing it on his head. He darts like a little kid towards the lake to gaze at his reflection.

“I’m never taking it off.” Cedric says quietly as you walk towards him. He turns and hugs you tightly. “Thank you, it’s beautiful.”

“We should head back.” You say motioning to the group of girls, back from Hogsmeade, giggling behind a tree.

“Well shit.”

Cedric pulls his wand out of his pocket, mumbles a spell and the blankets that tidied up the blankets and basket. Wingardium leviosa he whispers, making the objects levitate. Then he flings you over his shoulder and makes a mad dash towards the castle.

“Ced! Aah put me down! I swear Cedric! CEDRIC AMOS DIGGORY put me down!” (y/n) says laughing wildly.

Draco was in a particularly bad mood at dinner. All anyone would talk about was stupid Diggory and his stupid flower crown. A number of girls had tried to replicate their own flower crowns but Draco knew exactly where the one on Diggory’s auburn head was from. He had worn multiple of those as a child and was always amazed at the skill of her nimble fingers.

Yeah, keep grinning you big oaf. Little do you know she’s made a dozen of those for me.

“Dragons?”

“Yes (y/n), try to keep up please.” Hermione says quickly, walking to her next class. “He says he saw dragons in the Forbidden forest. And Karkaroff used to be a death eater.”

“Oh. my. god.” You say, your brain piecing everything together.

“What?” Hermione says, glancing at her watch. “What? Please I haven’t got all day.”

“Hermione, remember at the World cup, when I rented that property to the ministry? Remember? Dragons! That’s what they’re using it for.”

You can practically see the wheels turning in her mind. “That makes perfect sense. How did we not figure that out.” She says shaking her head wistfully.

“Nevermind that, how is Harry going to fight a fucking dragon.” You say, racking your brain for spells. Another worry hits you. ”I have to warn Cedric.”

“That’s what Harry’s doing right now.”

“Cedric, do you have a plan? For the dragon, I mean.”

“Yeah, I’ve thought about it, but i’ve thought about this more.” Cedric says, kissing your neck softly. A smile tugs as your lips as you mumble “You’re so cheesy Ced.”

You and Cedric were in a small alcove near the potion classrooms. His warm tongue grazes your lower lip, making you unable to focus 

“I’m serious, I can help you if you want.” He pulls you into a hug, resting his head on top of your hair.

“There is one way you can help.”

“How?”

“What’s your favourite type of dog?” 

“What?” You say, incredulously.

“Just answer.”

“Labrador.”  

“Concentrate, Harry, concentrate” Hermione says.

“What d’you think I’m trying to do?” says Harry angrily. “A great big dragon keeps popping up in my head for some reason. . . . Okay, try again. . . .” 

(y/n) and Hermione were in an empty classroom, trying to teach Harry a summoning spell.

“You need to flick your wrist more.” You say, your nose buried in Basic Hexes for the Busy and Vexed. 

After what seemed like hours, Harry finally got the hang of the Summoning spell.

“That’s better, Harry, yeah that’s loads better,” Hermione said, looking exhausted but very pleased. 

“Well, now we know what to do next time I can’t manage a spell,” Harry said, throwing a rune dictionary back to Hermione, so he could try again, “threaten me with a dragon. Right . . .” 

He raises his wand once more. “Accio Dictionary!” 

The heavy book soared out of Hermione’s hand, flew across the room, and Harry caught it. “Harry, I really think you’ve got it!” you say clapping. He blushes a little. 

 “Just as long as it works tomorrow,” Harry says. “The Firebolt is going to be much farther away than the stuff in here, it’s going to be in the castle, and I’m going to be out there on the grounds.”

 “That doesn’t matter,” said Hermione firmly “Just as long as you’re concentrating really, really hard on it, it’ll come.”

 “Harry, you’d better get some sleep . . . you’re gonna need it.” You say motioning at the window, where the sky was a moonless pitch black.

The next morning, you woke up in blind panic. Dragons. It seemed so much more daunting than it had yesterday. The sick feeling in your stomach only got worse when the champions were escorted out at breakfast. Everything seemed to be going so fast. Next thing you knew, you and Draco were walking towards the forbidden forest. (y/n) and Draco were on speaking term again because he had agreed to do her potions homework for the month.

“Go get a good spot Dee, i’ll join you soon.” You say before running forward to the champion’s tent.

When you enter, you see Krum looking sulkier than usual on a stool and Fleur  fiddling with her hair nervously. You almost felt bad for her before she rolled her ice blue eyes at you. Harry was talking to Hermione and Cedric was pacing back and forth, his skin greener than usual.

“Hey,” You say touching his shoulder. He jumps slightly at your touch. “ Are you okay?”

“Of course!.” He says, but his voice wavers a little. “ What are you doing here?”

“Came to wish you good luck” You say tapping the little golden butterfly gleaming on his chest. “And give you this.” You say standing on your tiptoes and pressing a lingering kiss on his lips. He grabs your waist tightly, not wanting to let you go.

The sight of you and Cedric kissing makes Krum even surlier than before and Harry is now the one who looks green. At the same time, Ludo Bagman walks in.

“ Ah, young love.” He says, which makes you both pull away breathless. “I’m sorry to break this up but i’m going to have to ask you girls to please step out.” Ludo Bagman says to Hermione and (y/n), who was blushing furiously.

“Good luck Harry.” You say, squeezing his hand right before exiting the tent.

A/N: I’m gonna make a taglist for ripple effect so send me an ask to be added xx. ALSO this is my ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE gif he’s just so cute.

[tarithenurse]

Stolen - 30

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x fem!gifted!reader Content: Not much. Just hints at smutty thoughts and a bit of angst. Oh! And as usual no proofing because meh. A/N: I know, it’s about time. Not going to excuse myself because that’s how life can be. So instead, I hope you’ll enjoy! Ask or re-blog for tag.

30. The Flowers of Evil

...   Reader   ...

A feeling of confidence has started to grow within you – with a subtle understanding of your magic, hope has returned and even minimal progress spurs you on – and you’ve begun to venture past the palace gates and into the city proper. Loki is with you every time but even without him it would’ve been hard to get lost as the layout is arranged with the freakishly obvious castle in the middle and a rainbow-patterned road cutting from there and all the way through the capital. All the way to the end of the world. You’ve followed the path to its physical end once, and found an observatory with a single Asgardian stationed. Although the golden-eyed guardian had seemed like good company, you couldn’t get yourself to stay at the edge of infinity for long...still: every time, your feet would inevitable carry you to the first pylon.

Today is no exception, and a brisk wind lifts the salty spray into the air and onto your skin. “So why hasn’t all the water fallen off?”

“Because...” Loki’s gaze dances on the waves as they rush to the edge in the distance.

“...because? You don’t know.”

“Of course I know! I’m just thinking of how to explain this in the simplest way possible so you might comprehend it.”

You scoff. “Is it a weird gravitational phenomenon? Or just magic?”

Glaring at you, it’s obvious you just dumbed it all the way down. “One doesn’t rule out the other.”

A handful of snappy comebacks to tease him are already offering themselves up for you to choose, but you’re distracted by the surge of light below your feet as it illuminates the bridge and extends briefly into the vastness of space. Thor?

“Someone’s arriving,” Loki confirms.

You’ve only made it ten meters or so before blur of red and silver streaks past, the wind nearly knocking you  into the sea, and by the time you’ve realized what it was, the four heroes who set out with their prince are almost at your side.

“Forgive him, m’lady,” Fandral chimes, “the power of Mjølnir is not easily restrained.”

There’s no need to look to your lover to know he’s fighting back a dramatic eye-roll.

“Yeah, no...any news?” Falling into step with them, you try to glean just the tiniest hints from how they look. “Where did you go?”

A bit dirtier, hair slightly messy, and a few tears in their clothes is not enough to reveal anything. The grim expressions on their faces, however, sends a cold shiver down your spine.

“The information must pass through the right channels,” Sif shuts down the pending stream of queries. “Be patient a little longer.”

...   Loki  ...

Patience. Waiting for the opportune moment to strike has never been a problem for the God of Mischief and Chaos. Patience. However, any virtue can become torturous if it isn’t a choice, and the only reason Loki still slumps on the sofa is because he doesn’t want to rile up the Midgardian any more. Pacing back and forth, [Y/N] is wringing her hands whenever her arms slip from being crossed below her bosom.

“Have a seat and a drink, my dear.”

Naturally, she ignores him. Shrugging it off, he contemplates distracting the woman from the situation – an option that could grant some relief for both of them if done right – but decides that there’s a time and a place for everything which (sadly) does not include this instance.

“[Y/N],” this time his voice is stern, “compose yourself. You must keep your head in the game and prepare for all possible outcomes.”

“Easy for you to say!”

All bark and no bite. As he hoped, the woman sits down next to the raven-haired Jotun and he holds out an arm for her to snuggle into. Against his skin, her body is burning with excitement and nervousness and the beating of her heart is strong like her will.

“There are several possibilities here, my sweet.” Loki plants a soothing kiss on her forehead. “Can you see them all?”

There’s a moment of hesitance before she sighs and buries her nose at the sensitive spot below his ear. “There are two...one where they have found information about Thanos and the objects he craves, and another options is that they have no news.”

“Mmm, go on.”

“If it’s the first then we will have to wait and see if we are informed of the findings and what Odin’s choice of action will be before we can plan our next move.” Lifting her face briefly, [Y/N] pecks a kiss to his cheek. “But if they’ve come back empty handed, we’ll have to find another way of figuring things out.”

“Not to mention that something did upset my br-Thor...but what?”

She pouts. “My life used to be a lot simpler before you came along, y’know?”

Twisting to lean in over her, slowly pushing the gorgeous body down on the seat, Loki purrs tauntingly, “I know.” Kisses along her jaw before his lips trail towards the cleavage, and his own plan of temporary abstinence begins to evaporate. “It must have been boring. Mundane. Pointless as you hadn’t discovered the thrills I can grant you.”

The soft moan that escapes her makes the Jotun’s manhood quiver in growing anticipation.

A solid knock on the door startles them both and Loki has to bite back a growl at the disturbance – a growl that dies as they hear a guard announce the king’s request for [Y/N]’s presence in the Council Chamber.

[tvehyungs-gf]

85, 57, 60 and 6 with kook pleasee 💛🙆🏽‍♀️

Kooksters - Youtuber!Jungkook Drabble (Gamer!JK)

✧ I love you.✧ Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself.✧ You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.✧ Why can’t we get matching clothes?

“Jeon Jungkook. That’s it, that’s the tweet.” You laughed, your phone clutched in both of your hands as you laughed lightly to yourself. You swore you were the funniest girl in the world at this very moment, but it was quickly ruined when the low and behold Jungkook walked in.

“What are you laughing about?” Jungkook asked as he tossed himself onto the couch beside you. His eyebrow was raised high, his eyes peeking over your shoulder to get a glance at your phone.

You tilted your device to show him the tweet.

There was no laughter emitting from his mouth and it made you frown. Jungkook pulled away with his arm crossed across his broad chest. “How is that funny?”

You shrugged, locking your phone and placing it on the armrest of the couch. “It’s just you.” You snickered. “Like how can I explain it? There’s literally no way for me to explain this.”

The boy beside you rolled his chocolate eyes. “I’m not sure if I should take that as an insult or a compliment… but I think you’re actually making fun of me.”

“You said it.” You laughed shaking your head. “You’re like Jerry from Parks and Recreation.”

“Uh…” He frowned, his eyebrows raised higher than usual. “How the hell am I like Jerry. Wow, I’m taking great offense to this Y/N.”

You shrugged, “You just are. You’re a walking meme, Jungkook. A twenty-one-year-old college student who makes himself look like a fool without knowing it.” You pulled apart his folded arms and made one arm wrap around your shoulder. “And you’re my boyfriend. So by association, I’m a fool.”

“You said it.” He mocked you. “You’re so annoying, you know that?”

You nodded without shame. “And so are you, by association and because you’re just annoying as it is.”

“You’re really a great girlfriend, you know that?” Jungkook turned to you with his brow raised and a playful frown drawn on his face. You nodded smiling making him roll his eyes. “I love you, fortunately, and unfortunately.”

“I’ll take it!” You giggled before pecking his sweet lips. “Hey, so I was scrolling through twitter earlier and I saw that Jane and Minsoo were wearing matching couple outfits and they looked so freaking cute!”

Jungkook looked at you curiously. “Oh really?” He smiled awkwardly, hoping you weren’t going to ask the very question he has been trying to avoid his lifetime while dating you. “That’s good for them…”

“Hey…” You poked his cheek. “Why can’t we get matching clothes?”

“Uh…” Jungkook broke out into a nervous sweat, his eyes darting away from your curious yet cute ones. “You know…” He shrugged. “I don’t have any money for that right now and we never have time to actually go shopping…” At this point, Jungkook was pulling out excuses from his box of excuses out of his ass. “Plus, Jane and Minsoo have a huge following so they’re probably doing it to please their fans…”

“Sure you do, you’re a youtube gamer Jungkook. That’s where your income comes in and we’re literally going shopping tomorrow, remember? You need to help me come up with our cosplay outfit for AX.” You folded your arm across your perked chest. “Plus, you can please your fans and me at the same time!”

Fuck. He had no choice but to give in and lose HP. Your attack was too strong. “S-sure, I guess we can do that tomorrow, right?” He laughed awkwardly as he faked a smile.

You nodded happily. Behind that sweet happy smile your true form, the evil and persuading Y/N that gets everything she wants.

And that’s how Jungkook found himself wearing matching outfits with you. You wore a white blouse with a light pink pleated school skirt. Jungkook, unfortunately, had to wear light pink pants and a white blouse similar to yours. It was cute, to you, to his fans, and everyone in public. But to Jungkook, it was humiliating and he couldn’t wait to take it off but he had the unfortunate mishaps of having to film that night. Plus, he didn’t want to hurt your feelings and change. He loved you too much to hurt you like that.

So that night, back at Jungkook’s place, you sat off camera playing silently on your phone as Jungkook played whatever game that had him raging on camera. But the moment Jungkook starting screaming words that shouldn’t be repeated at his computer, you took it upon yourself to walk over your distressed boyfriend to calm him down. “You stupid brat, I’m going to [censored]…+”

“Hey Koo, you should drink your glass of water.”

You handed him a cup of water in which he happily chugged instantly. A grateful smile formed his face as he thanked you. “Thank you, babe.”

“No worries.” You kissed his cheek before walking off to the couch you sat at. “Hey, before I leave, I’m going to order you some Chinese. I’m afraid if I don’t feed you now, you won’t remember to eat before going to bed.”

Jungkook turned around in his gaming chair. “Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself.”

“Contrary to popular beliefs, you sometimes to forget to even eat when you’re too focused on your gaming.” You shook your head and dangled your phone up in the air. “I’m already dialing them so please refrain from shouting profanities while I’m on the phone.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully and turned his attention back to his computer and camera. “Sorry Kooksters, I’m going to have to cut this video short tonight. My girlfriend is indeed right, I better eat now before I forget. Thank you for watching and don’t forget to subscribe. Also, comment on what you think of our matching outfits! Signing off, Nochu.” Jungkook did his peace sign with a smile before turning off the camera.

“Ending the video shorter?” You asked after hanging up the phone.

Jungkook nodded. “Yeah. I’m kind of lazy to film a whole hour worth of footage tonight. Plus, don’t tell my fans, but I rather spend my time with you right now.” He teased you as he tossed himself beside you.

You shook your head at his cheesy words. “You know,” You began turning to him. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

“I wasn’t even mad.” He pulled you into his arms. “I was frustrated because the game was being dumb.”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever. Still hot though.” You laughed kissing his cheek.

“You’re hot.” Jungkook complimented and stuffed his nose into your neck. Slowly, he pecked small kisses on your soft spots. “You know, I love you so much right?” He pulled away, doe eyes burning hearts into your eyes. “I’d do anything for you, my sweet angel.”

You blushed, “I know. I’d do anything for you too, Koo.” You pieced your lips together with his like a puzzle.

“Then stay with me tonight. We can head to classes together in the morning.”

“You know how to win my heart every time.”

“Of course, I’m the bestest boyfriend you’ll ever have.” You pinched his arm. “What? It’s true!”

You pushed him away, and as if on cue, the doorbell rang. “Chinese is here!”

“I fucking love you.” He shouted as he set Netflix up on his flatscreen. You threw him a kiss and a wink. Jungkook couldn’t be any happier with how his life is right now.

AN: yOUtuBern gAmER JunGKoOK PLeASE.

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[iiasha-archived]

200123 OTY in Seattle Ending Ment Transcript

because i’m still on that emotional high and need to share, here’s a transcript i’m able to parse from my shitty videos. full disclosure this is more of a transcript of whatever the translator said bc i do not know korean (but i do think our translator was p good) so there may be some inaccuracies.

you can assume everything was said in korean unless i denote an [e] next to their dialogue.

[9-teen ends]

SK: Thank you for saying encore over and over again HS: Seventeen! DN: Yeah? HS: This is the end of our last North American tour concert... you guys did well!

[they do the CUTEST group hug, spin in a circle]

DN: We had a fun concert, we should share our final thoughts. One at a time, let’s share our thoughts.

[they move to the backstage platform, minghao gets his time with the camera. hoshi is there. a couple of them, i think woozi and mingyu started it, start a chant with the fans to say varying versions of WOAH as they all get settled]

SK(?): Let’s start with Hoshi.

HS: [does his tiger thing, shows off the tiger on his shirt, the tiger on his fucking BELT, does the yelling cheer thing] HS: Today is really our last concert of the North American tour. I’m so thankful to all of you Carats who gave us good memories this entire tour. I was really nervous about this tour because it’s really long, and that nervousness just melted away. Thank you for giving us so much love even from far away. We’ll see you guys next time!  HS: [e, and he BELTS this] THANK YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

T8: Thank you so much for coming today. Although during the tour, there were some difficult times, but because of you guys, I had a lot of strength. I made a lot of memories, got to see a lot of Carats, and was really happy during this tour. I will try to see you guys again in the future, and I hope you guys are well until then. Until we see you guys again, be well [healthy].

WZ: Thank you for enjoying our “Ode to You”. Your awesome voices gave us energy to finish all the performances with strength. It’s such an honor to be performing at a place so far away from our home. Even though our bodies are far apart, our hearts are together. Let’s have fun together again next time.

JH: On our last stop in the North American tour in Seattle, we have received a lot of good energy. So I think we were able to work even harder. Thank you for spending this time together with us. We’ll try to come back more often. Don’t be sick. And be happy. We’ll come again. Was if fun today?  JH: [e, and in the gentlest voice ever i’m crying] Thank youuuuuu!

JN: What I’m feeling from today’s concert is that your health is really important [laughs awkwardly]. I have to be healthy to show you guys a good performance on stage. I hope that I can show you guys a [more] healthier self in the future. Everyone, don’t be sick and let’s all be healthy together!

WW: Thank you to all the Carats who came today. And I’m thankful for all the members who have worked this hard even though this was a long tour. I think we’ll be able to make even better songs through this experience. Thank you to everyone, and we’ll come back with a lot of good songs in the future. WW: [e] Thank you guys!

VN: [e] Oh... thank you so much! This tour was so much fun! Coming to America and meeting all of you guys, and, visiting different cities, meeting sooo many Carats. Yeah this was awesome, YOU were awesome. [I couldn’t hear what the next sentence was a lot of people were cheering, I think something about a month ago?]. Hopefully we performed well too, we really want to [? again I’m not exactly sure what he said it was hard to hear]. Yeah, have a nice one Seattle, thank you, see you again!

DN: Thank you so much. DN: [e] Thank you so much, thank you very much.  DN: It was a long but short North American tour. I’m so happy that we were able to end it here in Seattle. And what I’m most thankful for is, wherever we go, Carats enjoy our performances no matter what. I hope that our concert can be healing and stress-relieving for you guys. I promise that when we come back in the future we will be even healthier and better. And I really want to say one last thing to Carats. DN: [e] You guys are the best! I love you [throws a finger heart]. Thank you!

DK: Was it fun tonight? We wrapped up our almost month-long North American tour. I’m sad that it’s ending, but all of us were able to receive a lot of strength from all of you Carats. There were some members that weren’t able to participate due to their condition. But in our hearts, all of us members performed together, and since the Carats were here with us, we were able to wrap up the North American tour very happily. DK: Thank you so much. We’ll be back again next time. We will come back with all of our members, and prepare even more awesome stages [rest was drowned out by cheers]. Until then, stay healthy and take care of all of your food, and eat a lot [makes an eating motion]. DK: [e] Thank you so much, I love you Carat! [does a hands over head heart]

MG: Today was really fun everyone. While we were doing the North American tour, there were some sick members, and members who couldn’t be here with us today. But since all of you guys were here, we were really happy and had a lot of energy. MG: [someone in the crowd yells “I LOVE YOU MINGYU” really loudly and clearly, he pauses for a moment and smiles. he starts speaking again, someone ELSE screams “I LOVE YOU MINGYU” really loudly again which makes him pause for a sec again and smile before continuing] MG: We will try to see even more Carats in the future. And we’ll come back with even better performances and better songs. I hope that you guys stay together with us through it all. Thank you so much and stay healthy until the next time we see you. MG: [e] Thank you guys I love you!!!

SK: It is so interesting that I am suddenly here in America and performing. When I was younger, and not in Seventeen, when I was looking at a globe, and if I turned it halfway I could see America. I wondered if I would ever go there. But I am here today. I couldn’t even imagine that I would be at all these cities that we came to for the North American tour. I was so happy to see so many people love us from these unfamiliar places. SK: And I felt how long you guys waited for us, and I was really thankful, and also sorry. When we finish and go back to Korea, January is over. We kicked off 2020 with this North American tour. With this North American tour, we are receiving a lot of strength in going back. This year, don’t forget about Seventeen. Let’s make a promise to see each other next time, and hold this memory close to our hearts.

SK: [e] Thank you so much, thank you for coming to see us. Yeah, I’ll never forget today. Seattle, I love you! [blows a kiss]

???: Joshua is last.

JS: [e] Hi guys. Uh, yeah, we made a lot of great memories through this North American tour, and, I’m really thankful, grateful, and honored that I was able to be home with you guys. Although you guys aren’t able to see us all the time, see us often, you guys show us constant love and support. And that’s amazing. I don’t know how you guys do that, but, we really really appreciate it. That’s why I feel so grateful that I got to see you guys and that I’m able to thank each and every one of you guys. Because, I really have to thank you guys for that. JS: [e] And we’ve been on tour before, but, every time we come back, we see this constant growth throughout you guys, so, it’s really amazing, we’re growing with you guys, we’re maturing with you guys. So cool (?). I feel like we’re much closer, and you guys make it possible for us to spread our music, spread our message, to everyone throughout the world. You guys... thank you for that. That was our dream and you guys made our dream come true so. And made each and every one of us very, uh, proud sons? I guess, I would say. JS: [e] And if it wasn’t for you guys, we wouldn’t be anything. You made nothing into something special, so, thank you so much for that. We promise to be back guys, we love you so much. I really mean that. Don’t forget us guys, thank you.

VN: [e] And lastly we’d like to thank Pledis, LiveNation, LiveNation Korea...

[after this my videos are pretty split up and short because my arms were killing me and they were basically thanking staff jflkadk. but yeah so a lot of video jumps. someone mentioned they’d be there all night if they thanked everyone and someone else (I think Seungkwan?) was like ahhh we can thank them afterwards backstage.].

[anyways my next video cuts to Hoshi going “WHOOOO” and waving, they’re still thanking people]

HS: Thank you to ??? ??? (might still be Hoshi): They play with us really well. MG: And we can’t tell you what we’re filming right now, but thank you to all the filmers (?) HS: And our company staff members [he literally just starts listing everyone’s names jkfdlajk]

[there is another video cut here but it’s still Hoshi thanking people so fjdkla]

DN: I wanna say that I love ALL 13 members. ???: S. COUUUUUUUUUUUUPS

[at this point the ENTIRE venue, including Seventeen, just starts going ape shit with screaming S.COUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPS]

HS: [??? says something about all 13 members, but I’m pretty sure it’s something along the lines of coming back as all 13 members, they’re standing to get ready for to go down for the picture]

[another video cut bc i suck]

WW: ...[I think “Even after the concert] is over, “Ode to You” will continue. We’re going to have fun in a lot of other places too. [he says more but i cut the video fjdkalkdjfal]

[they then do the concert photo and jump into Never-Ending Aju Nice!]

[michaelsbub]

Stealing (y/n)’s Shirt.

(Michael Langdon x Male Reader)

After a long, good night sleep of unconscious yet hopelessly needy cuddles shared between Michael and his boyfriend the sun hidden by the confined walls of Hawthorne school for boys.

(Y/N) opened his eyes slowly, looking down towards his stomach to see his sweet boyfriend, Michael, laying on him with a few quiet snores escaping his mouth while he dreamed. Remembering that it was a Friday morning and that they both had classes to go to, (Y/n) groaned quietly not to wake up his sleeping boy from slumber.

(Y/n) looked to his left to see the simple alarm clock laying on his wooden side table that read ‘6:00AM’ in red writing. He sighed at having an hour left before he needed to get up, he started to take his hands from around Michaels waist and slowly brought them to his hair, he began to run his hands through Michael’s locks making the sleeping boy sigh and move closer to (y/n)’s chest as he started to wake up.

“(Y/n)...” Michael whispered as his eyes started to open up, and their eyes locked. (Y/n) sleepily smiled at Michael while continuing to run his hands through Michaels hair making Michael smile back but bigger, he loved the affection.

“We gotta get up soon, bub.” (Y/N) whispered making Michael whine at the thought of leaving (Y/N)‘s warm chest and loving hands. “I don’t want to...” Michael said while tightening his grip on (Y/N)’s waist. “I know, I don’t either but we got to.” (Y/n) said while sitting up, making Michael also sit on top of him but with his legs inbetween (Y/N)’s. Michael adjusted himself so he laid his chin on (Y/n)’s shoulder and he nuzzled his face into him as he tried to keep the warmth he felt moments ago. “I’m still sleepy...” Michael whined.

“Mm me too.” (Y/n) replied while wrapping his arms back around Michael before thinking of a compromise knowing how Michael has made both of them miss class before because he simply didn’t want to move and knew how to make (Y/n) terribly weak for him.

“How about I carry you into the bathroom, I’ll even wash your hair and then we go lesson together?” (Y/n) loved Michael loved to get any kid of attention from him, he was his boyfriend after all. Michael’s pout was hidden as he still buried his face into (Y/N)’s neck before whispered a soft “okay...”.

(Y/n) turned his head and kissed the top of Michaels head as he pulled the covers off of both of them and started to stand up, taking Michael with him as the tired sweetheart wrapped his legs around (Y/n)’s waist to help him carry him to the bathroom. Opening the door with one of his hands while he held Michael with his other, (Y/N) opened the door, walked to the bathroom counter and dropped Michael carefully on it so he was sitting down, Michael yawned while his boyfriend closed the door and started to turn on the bathroom tubs’ hot and cold taps while putting in the plug and putting in some bubbles knowing Michael always enjoyed having bubbles in his baths.

While waiting for the bath to fill (y/n) went back to Michael who had his eyes half open and half closed. “My poor baby.” (Y/n) whispered while he stood inbetween Michaels legs, kissing his cheeks, nose, chin and forehead making him hum in the little moment of softness. “I blame you for this, we were kissing for hours last night.” Michael whined but also secretly loved the memory of it.

“It’s not my fault when I see you I just want to,” (y/n) continued his routine of kissing Michaels face all over starting with his nose. “Kiss,” kissing his left cheek. “You.” And finishing with kissing his righ cheek making Michael smile at the affection.

“Need help getting undressed?” (Y/n) asked while putting his hands on the counter over Michaels legs and leaning on them. Michael nodded while moving his head closer to his boyfriends and slowly leaning in to meet his lips with his in a peck, (y/n) took Michaels pyjama shirt from the bottom and pulled it off of him making him topless.

*skip bath scene bc it wasn’t originally supposed to happen sks but yeah Michael gets washed*

After (y/n) washed Michael, Michael said he’d go and find himself some clothes as he wrapped his towel around him, still cold from getting up so early, and (y/n) then started to wash himself properly as Michael tried to wash him as well but he was too tired and nearly blinded his boyfriend with soap as he accidentally nearly put some in his eye.

When Michael got back into the room he realised (y/n) laid his own clothes out before Michael came to his room last night on his chair in the corner of the small bedroom. Michael had a thought; ‘why not wear his shirt today? It’ll be warmer and it’ll smell like him’ he didn’t need to convince himself any more and quickly took the shirt, dried himself quickly with his towel and put (y/n)’s shirt on him before going to his cupboard of clothing he kept in (y/n)’s room in case he slept over on a school night.

He grabbed some new underwear, trousers, a bow tie, a vest and a shirt. He closed the cupboard before reaching for the blazer he wore that was ontop of it exactly where he put it last night. He also took the shirt he took out of his cupboard and put on (y/n)’a chair so he wouldn’t know - or at least not yet.

*time skip to during break time after their first lesson*

Warlocks walked out of the lesson as soon as the bell went, endless chatter started as (Y/n) went to Michael’s lesson and waited outside for him so they could go to the library and spend some time together. Michael was soon in view from the classroom door as (y/n) waited beside it, leaning his side on the door frame , Michael smiled at him before quickening his pace n walked to him, uttering a “hello!” Which made (y/n) laughed at before saying back “well hello to you too, how’s your first lesson been?” He asked while he took Michaels hand and began walking to their usual spot in the library.

“It was alright I guess.” Michael replied while they entered the library. “How was yours?” Michael asked. After they sat down at a table next to each other (y/n) answered “It was also alright, honeslty I’m still tired and would love to just sleep right now.” His reply had Michael nodding along. “Same, but I’m more awake now.” Michael added. “Want cuddles?” (Y/n) whispered to Michael making him nod, Michael leaned against (y/n), wrapping his arms around his side n leaning his face on his shoulder again. “Also Michael, did you take my shirt this morning?” “W-what... no...” Michael denied, blushing at his boyfriends words that were in fact true.

“Look it’s okay if you did, I find it really cute and adorable, but ask me next time okay?” (Y/n) took Michaels face into his hands as he looked into his beautiful baby blue eyes, making Michael sigh in defeat before nodding. “How did you know?” Michael asked. “Well for one you gave me your shirt with your name on the back and two it smells like you.” Michael blushed again at how (y/n) caught him red handed. “You’re so adorable I don’t know how I got this lucky.” (Y/n) told him with a soft smile on his face, bringing Michael’s face to his and pecking his lips. “I love you so so fucking much.” Michael giggled at the comment. “I love you more.”

[migleefulmoments]

" I can see him sneaking odd socks in his pocket to switch them out in the car. To that end, have you noticed he is not wearing socks these days or his special rings or bracelets. So, I guess they have someone checking his pockets now". Oh my god, what are they on? Seriously, they should tell where they buy drugs because that stuff is gooood. Their mental health worries me...

That post was bonkers. Just imagine if you believed that Darren is changing socks in order to “act out” against his oppressive team...the one he hired and called “a family” and “one of my best friends”.  It’s just insane that instead of seeing a ringless, bracelet-less and sock-less Darren  as a sign that maybe they were wrong and those things didn’t mean what they all built up in their heads, nope instead they see it as proof that his team is just bearing down harder.  They can’t even see that it would mean he’s an even bigger spineless jellyfish than they imagined.  

For those of you who don’t read abby’s blog this is a mssterpost in how tinhatters delude and scam themselves.  

This was sent to me on a private post and I want to share. I want to say, people do care. I care. D and C need to know there are people who care.

I am certain they know this, but the problem is, as we all know, he has no control over his life. D is a slave to an industry which is more worried about power and profit, rather than the well being of their employees. Okay, the celebrity life can be super good if you play by the rules and tow the company line. When you do not, the lawyers arrive with the morality and non-disclosure clauses to put you back in you place -- now their have been times when using these clauses was the right think to do, however in the case of D it is not not

D is a talent and his talent is going to waste. Well that is what we see. However, I believe D did not go into this year blindly. I think he has contracts that need to be fulfilled -- SK, Royalties and even Midway.

D apologized when accepting an award for the lack luster year to come. Well, what does that tell you? He knew this would happen. He did not go into this year blind but rather with his eyes wide open with a plan. I believe D (with C at his side) is fulfilling the last of this contractual obligations to his old team. (I think there is a new one working in the shadows.) That is one reason why he is doing little. (No, he didn’t apologize for a this year being lackluster- he joked that it can be fleeting at the critic’s award because critics can be critical. He also didn’t have a lackluster year- he was planning all the pre-production stuff for Royalties- HIS SHOW and for Hollywood as well as StarKids, Elsie, his wedding and trips to watch all of his friends get married. I have no doubt that Darren sees this as one of his best years ever). 

Now, with that said, we know RR has a stake in EF. The festival is something RR can hold over D. Yes, the line up is late, but I would not be surprised if D stepped back and told RR to get the people lined up. I agree with part of the statement above ... D was not himself in this announcement. EF has lost its luster .. for now.

The shan wedding (wait who’s Shan?). I have lots of theories about this and how it came about. The encage came out of nowhere obviously catching D off guard ... thus his three week funk. He knew the wedding would come and he has to play the role. However, he made his point with the tongue in cheek and not helping his beloved wife into the car. (I love how the two moments before the wedding are somehow proof that Darren was not in the wedding and override the plethora of elated photos, comments he’s made about how great the day was and all the kissing photos). He continues to make his point and I believe will continue to do so (yes but to you a point is not wearing socks so.....)

Over the years we have watched as his team promoted her over himself. We have seen them strip away those things in his life we (I) believe are important to him (Socks, rings and bracelets?). Why? Because they have control of his life -- who he can see, what he posts, where he goes and what roles he takes. There are a few things they cannot fully control -- how he stands, sits, makes eye contact, some of the items he wears. I can see him sneaking odd socks in his pocket to switch them out in the car. To that end, have you noticed he is not wearing socks these days or his special rings or bracelets. So, I guess they have someone checking his pockets now. (Cuckoo) 

I agree the D is himself when he sings. Up their he is free for that short while. He has his line up but he can change it very easily just by opening his mouth and letting the words out. (THIS IS IT-. Here is where they lay out how the ccers delude themselves from reality by focusing on song lyrics. Ignoring that most songs are about love and longing and many are sad or contain a sad verse before the big empowerment ending- this his Darren expressing himself according to ccers.  They can  ignore everything Darren actually says and does in his real life and claims he is crying out.  This is a version of “hearing with their eyes”.  It’s from “How to Scam Yourself for Dummies”) 

I find it sad that in this day and age such control still happens in the entertainment and other industries. Before retiring (another old person), I was subject to, and still am in a way, to a non-dislosure agreement. After digging around I have found that mine is nothing like the contacts enforced in the entertainment industry. Back in the early 1900's the industry controlled every aspect of your life. It appears things have not changed.

Does D deserve our pity ... no. Does he deserve our support ... DAMM YES!!!

No one should have their lives controlled like this. The US Constitution guarantees freedom. What is going on is not freedom. It is servatude. (Cue the violins, the American flag and the tears)

[sweetpxsin]

SK: When you kiss another guy in a drama without telling them

Requested:Anon

Member: Strays Kids

Plot: Hey :D Could I get a Stray Kids reaction when their gf needs to kiss someone else in a Drama and she didn't tell them about it? Like their finding out by watching it (sorry for any mistakes I'm from Germany hahaha)

Genre: fluff

Note: it’s obvious to tell which members I had the most fun writing for :,,) i swear this was no way biased just personal opinion

[ Master list // Guidelines // Request ]

[ C H A N ]

•Pouty Chan all day 24/7 till you finally noticed that he was being sulky

•and he’d refuse to admit his jealousy

•”Chan what’s wrongggg.”

•”nothing.”

•He was being so pouty with his arms crossed and everything you couldn’t resist the urge to tease the answer out of him

•”Chan~ Channie! What’s wrong”

•chan would sigh dramatically and even slouch down the couch no longer able to be pouty about it especially if you were going to call him by his nickname

•”Chan!!!!”

•*another deep heavy sigh*

•”sigh one more time are me and I will slap you.”

•”with your lips gladly.” *sighs heavily again*

•”e-excuse me?”

•chan being Chan he’d aggressively pull you towards him just so that you sat on his lap before he placed a soft kiss against your lips

•afterwards he sigh in content and just be honest about why he was being moppy

•”I didn’t like that you kissed another guy especially without telling me.” Even though he was trying to be mature about it he’d still have a whiny tone to his voice

•”I’m sorry.”

•”your crime needs to paid with the currency of kisses and currently you owe me 20.”

•”Cha-.”

•”OH MY HEART MY POOR OLD HEART MY LOVE NO LONGER LOVES-“

•you shut him up with a kiss causing a giggle and a huge smile to emerge from his lips

•”only 19 more to go~”

[ W O O J I N ]

•super whiny and touchy

•like the moment you woke up his arms were already wrapped around you before he started rolling the both of you around on the bed saying your name in a whiney singsong voice

•and at first you thought it was because he missed you but boy were you wrong

•his cuddles didn’t last before and truth be told his grip on you was only so he could interrogate you

•”so I’m still the best kisser ever right?”

•”I mean not to toot my own horn but I’m totally the best right?”

•”uhm Woojin what’s up?”

•”oh you know you didn’t like just kiss another guy but like psh that not why am asking.”

•”aww is my big beaw jealous?”

•of course his jealous act would falter as he pursed his lips into a pout suddenly turning soft in your hands

•he was being so cute that you couldn’t help but cup his face in your hands and pepper his face with kisses

•”I love you, you know that right?”

•”I love you too.”

•a smile would be on both of your faces as you both admire the other in comfortable silence

•”and for the record your kisses are the best.”

[ M I N H O ]

•purposely plays the episode where  you kiss the other dude in, right in front of your face

•well not really but his head would constantly be turning from you to the tv to see if you were paying any attention

•and if you weren’t he’d clear his throat over dramatically to get your attention

•”What is this conspiracy?? There’s only two places your lips should be and it’s either your face or on mine.”

•it would have sounded super possessive if it wasn’t for how whiny he had made his pitch

•and for the pout he was sporting afterwards

•”It didn’t even look good! Just another dead drama kiss.”

•”aigoo don’t be jealous Minmin(don’t ask)”

•”I am not.”

•”are too.”

•”am not.”

•and after a while he’d cross his arms more, purse his lips further and sink himself further into the couch

•and he wouldn’t return from his jealous until you shower this boy in kisses and cuddles

•only then would he uncross his arms to pull you closer, in a giggly fit

[ C H A N G B I N  

•okay but have you ever seen petty Changbin?

•The moment he found out you had to kiss some in the drama you were acting was the moment Changbin turned super jealous and petty, partly because you didn’t tell him

•”I’m the better kisser right.”

•”excuse me?”

•”It was a dead kiss always.”

•”What???”

•”the kiss in the drama you acted in for Chris sake!”

•after those words left Changbin’s lips your jaw dropped slightly before a giggle escaped your lips as he began to pout

•”is Binnie binnie Changbinnie jealous?” You teased

•”jealous I don’t know her.”

•it was obvious he was a dejected from the way his arms were crossed and how he cutely pursed his lips, despite his clapbacks

•So to make it up to him you crawled into his lap and pecked his lips lightly, cupping his face in the processes

•”of course my changbinnie is the best kisser”

•at first he’d be a little embarrassed but at the sound of your words his prideful smile would return and he’d pull you into another kiss before hugging you tightly

[ H Y U N J I N ]

•sour asf about it

•like will literally say “so um you want to say something to me?”

•”good morning?”

•”nope try again.”

•”uhm...hi?”

•”nope try thinking of something that would cause such betrayal.perhaps something you did on tv?”

•it took you awhile to understand what he was getting at

•but when you did find out the way he towered over your form with crossed arms and a frown had suddenly turned a lot cuter

•”awww is my bby boy jealous?”

•”no..”

•”you know that kiss meant nothing right?”

•he’d whine a little when you stand on your tippy toes to lightly pinch his cheeks

•”you could have told me.” He’d  say still holding his childish manner up

•”I’m sorry baby.”

•Hyunjin would ponder over it a bit before deciding he can’t be upset with you any longer before giggling and dipping down to your height to kiss you

[ J I S U N G ]

•”How could you?”

•”How could I What?”

•”I trusted you”

•”okay?”

•”and you’re just gonna betray me like that?”

•”que?!!??”

•Jisung would cross his arms and refuse to look at you, his chin up was he turn his head

•”Jisung would you care to enlighten me on such event I have no idea I took part in?”

•without even moving his head he’d reach for his phone and show you the screenshots he had waiting for the moment

•”evidence number one.”

•”Jisun-“

•”IM NOT DONE WOMAN I SUFFERED TAKING THESE SCREENSHOTS MY HEART IS CRYING MY BOOTS ARE SHAKING AND MY PETTY LEVELS ARE BEYOND WHAT MY BODY CAN HANDLE. EVIDENCE NUMBER tWO...okay proceed I only could take two sceemshots.”

•he’d fake a sob and even peek to see your reaction

•”Jisung bby it’s hard to take you seriously when you act like that.”

•”ahem it’s detective Jisung excuse you.”

•“Right..”

•”CAN YOU JUST TAKE THE HINT AND KISS ME MOTHER OF GO-“

•you cut him off with a swift kiss finally calming  his nerves as his adorable smile reappeared

•”thank you,but kiss another guy without telling me and your sleeping in the doggy house.”

•”jisung we don’t have a do-“

•”exactly”

[ F E L I X ]

•You already know how extra Felix is so you could say you were a little amused when he swung open the door with his jaw wide open

•”What is this?!”

•”What is what?”

•Felix shoved the iPad forward as you crawled in his direction

•”I AM OFFENDED. LIKE I KNOW THAT KISS IS SO DEAD AND LIKE MY KISSES ARE THE BEST BUT LIKE RUDE!!!11!!”

•Felix would then processed to fall onto the bed and continue to whine

•”OH HOW CRUEL THIS WORLD IS MY BOO THANG KISSED ANOTHER MAN WITHOUT TELLING ME! oH HoW CrUeL!  OH MY POOR AUSSIE  HEARTU!”

•And to be honest at his point you couldn’t tell if he was jealous or just begging for your attention so you put the ipad down and bent over him and kissed him for a brief moment to shut the poor boy up

•And you could have swore there was a spark of half aw and half mischief that twinkle in his eyes before he continued on with is little shenanigans

•”Is this what’s it like to be kissed in the dramas because I’m living for it.”

•”Your so crazy.”

•”But you love it.”

•”Sadly.”

•”WHUT YOU MEAN SADL-”

•and of course once again you had to kiss the boy in order to keep his little temper off track

•”I love you~”

•”Of course you do.”

[ S E U N G M I N ]

•is torn over being petty or to just be super sweet about the whole thing and tell you how It bothered him you didn’t say anything

•but in the long run decides to be petty about it

•”What a lovely day we’re having here.”

•”Seungmin it’s raining?”

•”ah just like my angst teen heart.”

•”What????”

•”oh the pains of seeing thy significant other kissing another manz. How my heart is torn and pettiness seeps further in bones.”

•”Seungmin…”

•” OH the pain the pain oh how it withers my heart. What a dead kiss a distasteful sight. Maybe I wouldn’t be so mad if it wasn’t so dead.”

•after a little more of his pettiness it would finally sink in but you wanted to see how far he would go with this so you remained “oblivious.”

•”OH MOTHER OF MERCY HOW MUCH I WISH MY SIGNIFICANT OTHER COULD TAKE A DANG HINT.”

•once he saw you burst into a fit of giggles he’d be slightly embarrassed and his bruise pride would make seem even more hurt and offended

•”so you were just gonna pretend you knew nothing. How rude.”

•”Love you!”

•”mhmm say that to the couch.”

•”What?!”

•”showed me in affection and I’ll think about it.”

[ J E O N G I N ]

•Pouty baby #2

•Jeongin wasn’t even willing to speak he’d just sit there with his arms crossed and a pouty lip mumbling about it under his breath

•”Jeonginnie is something up?”

•he didn’t quite care how soft and tempting your comforting voice sounded he was jealous and he was going to have his petty moment

•so he’d “hmph” and then the other way

•and it’s continue on till Jisung or Seungmin couldn’t take it any longer and dropped by to say

•”he’s jealous cause you kissed another boy.”

•the look of betrayal on Jeongins face was enough to confirm jisung/Seungmin words

•”I am not jealous!”

•”mhmm keep telling yourself that.”*que Seungmin/Jisung leaving room*

•”for the record I’m not jealous.”

•”yes you are~ aw come on Jeonginnie I only love you.”

•”BUT YOU DIDN’T TELL ME.”

•he’d pout more but at the same time nuzzle into you

•”I’m sorry next time I will okay?”

•”hopefully their won’t be as next time…”he’d mumble just lightly

•”What?”

•”nothing just shower me in affection please~”

[losers-text-posts-blog]

Star-gazing

Alright, so Stan and Bill are around 17 in this.

Bill got into his car with butterflies in his stomach. For the second time this week, the boy felt nervous.

*insert flashback*

“So, what are you gonna say to him?” Eddie asked Bill, through the loud conversations of the other high schoolers.

“Uhm, pr-pr-probably, ‘H-H-Hey, S-Sta-a-an. I’ve s-seen you around sk-sk-school and I was wondering if y-y-y-you wuh-wuh-wanted to go out th-th-th-this Frid-d-d-ay, m-m-m-m-aybe?’ I-is that good?”

“No, you got to come off with more confidence. Like, ‘Hey, Stan, I noticed you liked birds and I thought we could go see some Friday night, under the stars.’’’

“You’re right, but it’s wuh-wuh-wuh-weird, cuh-cause, like, we n-n-know Stan. We s-s-see him everyday.’

“Yeah, I get it. That’s how it was with me and Richie and now it’s like we’ve always been together.”

“I aim for the day Stan and I are like that.”

“Well, he’s right there, go get him, tiger.”

Bill turned on the radio, in an attempt to calm his nerves, coincidentally, Africa by Toto came on. Bill blasted that shit and sang/screamed to it. Bill forgot about the nerve-wracking situation until he arrived at the Uris facility.

Stan was currently coming up with a dance montage, shirtless, to ‘I Wanna Dance With Somebody’ by Whitney Houston. He couldn’t decide which shirt would go best with his black skinny jeans. Stanley had decided to choose the wide-neck, dandelion yellow long sleeve. Along with that, he wore his Vans, which were roughly the same color as his shirt, he rolled up the ends of his jeans, just enough to show his ankles, and he wore a dandelion in his hair.

Bill walked up to the premises, knocked the courteous amount of times, took a couple steps back and waited for the door to open. Mr. Uris opened the door with an intimidating look, “Yes?”

“I-i-i’m he-e-e-re fo-r-r-r St-st-stanl-l-l-ey, s-s-s-ir,” Bill replied.

Stan had just made the rolls of his jeans symmetrical and tucked in his shirt when he was heading downstairs until he was stopped by his father. “Someone called Bill is waiting for you downstairs.”

Meanwhile, Bill was getting the third-degree from Mrs. Uris, “So, Bill, I know we’ve met before, but who are your parents? What do they do? What part of town do you live by? Where are you and Stan to go? What are you planning on d-” “Ahem! I’m sorry to interrupt, but I believe I have a date with that boy, Mother,” Stan said from the stairway.

Bill stood up from the chair, politely excusing himself from the ‘lovely’ conversation he and Mrs. Uris were having. Bill was charmed by what Stan was wearing; it was simple yet dramatic, which described Stan perfectly. Bill held his arm out, waiting for Stan to grab it so they could leave. They waved off to Mrs. Uris as they exited the building.

“Welp, that’s my mom,” Stan said in embarrassment.

“Oh, I’m sh-sh-sure she’s gr-r-r-eat,” Bill said, as he opened the door for Stan to get into the passenger seat.

“So, where are you taking me?” Stan said after Bill had gotten in the car.

“It’s a s-s-s-surprise.”

There was a moment or so of awkward silence.

“A-a-a-re you as nervous-s-s-s as-s-s I-I-I-I am, S-s-s-s-sta-a-a-an-n-n? C-c-c-considering th-th-that w-w-w-we’ve been f-f-f-f-friends f-f-f-or y-y-y-years.”

“Probably, but I think we’ll be okay, Bill.” As Stan said this, he reached over to grab the other boy’s hand; it reassured both of them.

The boys arrived at the bottom of a mountain, Bill had parked right in front of a clearing of trees. They got out of the car. “Are you planning to murder me up here, Bill?”

“M-m-m-maybe, d-d-d-don’t look in the ch-ch-ch-trunk,” joked Bill.

Stan looked at where Bill had taken him, the scenery was definitely something to gaze upon (but Bill only wanted to look upon Stan). The sun was just coming down and Stan was watching it drop and admiring the soft, oranges forming around it and keeping his eyes out for an Evening Grosbeak (a type of bird).

“Ar-r-r-re y-y-you c-c-c-c-coming?” Bill had grabbed a basket while Stan was memorizing his surroundings. Bill was standing at an entrance to a trail. Stan jogged to meet up with the slightly shorter boy.

By the time they reached the top, it was night. The top was mostly rock and trees in the distance, but if you looked up you could see each star in the sky. They were so bright that you could see the future in them. It looked as though each star had their own story that each wants so desperately to share with you. It was absolutely fascinating.

While Stan was admiring the stars, Bill had set up a picnic on a blanket with one lit candle. “W-w-w-well, ar-ar-aren’t you g-g-g-going to have a s-s-s-s-seat , St-st-st-sta-a-a-an?”

“Don’t mind if I do, sir,” Stan said as he sat down next to Bill and then he looked up saying, “Do the stars always look this nice, Bill?”

“Never as bright as your smile, Stanley.”

“That’s the first time you didn’t stutter while saying my name,” Stan blushed.

Bill leaned in closer and their lips interlocked and their hearts burst from their chests. This was probably the first time the teenage boys had felt love. The kiss had made them feel new and amazing emotions. It wasn’t the first time either of them had been on a date or kissed, but it was the first time that the date exceeded their expectations. Stan had made Bill feel for the first time since Georgie. And Bill had made Stanley feel something other than anxiety and fear since It. The boys parted and stared into each other’s eyes with infatuation that would last forever.

They finished the night gazing at the stars and they got to their homes grinning with glee. They were two people that were meant for each other and nothing could change that.

Alright, so I’m sorry I’m inactive. This will be the start of my activeness on this account. I’ll try to do these one-shots at least once a week. Don’t be afraid to message me requests.

[winter-and-little-brunettes]

85 Questions Tag

I was tagged by @vldrocketeer! Thanks, sweetie, sorry Im getting to doing this so late!!!

— What was your last…

1. Drink: Coca-Cola! And, Im about to go grab another can...

2. Phone call: My mom! I sent her some cute bird videos, and called her to hear her reactions to them.

3. Text message: A good friend I made in first year! His name is Colin, and he lived across the hall from me in residence first year. We’re both the same major (English Lit), and we both have similar interests in video games, so we got along great. I won’t post what I said, since we’re catching up and it was a long ass text message, but it was basically me explaining why I haven’t seen him around lately (since I’m usually holed up at work when I’m on campus)

4. Song you listened to: “Turning Page” by Sleeping At Last. It’s a favourite of mine!

5. Time you cried: Oh jeez... Uh, last month? March has been pretty stressful, and April will make me want to rip my hair out...

6. Dated someone twice: I almost did! But no, never actually dated the same guy twice.

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Its hard enough to get me to kiss someone, let alone do it and regret it.

8. Been cheated on: I have. He was my first and only heartbreak (so far)

9. Lost someone special: Hmm... I think my best answer here is “yes”.

10. Been depressed: I mean, Im usually a pretty happy person, but everyone has their ups and downs. I cant say Ive been clinically depressed, but I have had a very dark part in my life, and I feel like another one is coming.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: HAHAHA uh... no... I mean, that totally wasn’t me...

— Fave colours

12. purple!!

13. blue, like, a royal blue, yknow?

14. pink

— in the last year have you…

15. Made new friends: I have, fortunately!!

16. Fallen out of love: “I need to be in love for that to happen” god Erin, same

17. Laughed until you cried: Those are some of the best moments. I’m a loud laugher, and it happens like, once a week probably.

18. Found out someone was talking about you: I don’t do anything special enough to be talked about

19. Met someone who changed you: I feel like every person I’ve ever met has influenced me in some way or the other, so yes.

20. Found out who your friends are: Oh man, I certainly have. Fortunately, I have that cliche best friend story where I’ve literally known her since SK, went to the same elementary school, high school, and university together... And she lived around the corner from me when I still lived in my hometown.

21. Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: Well, considering my one ex is my friend there, I have to say yes.

— General

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know irl: Every single one. Although I’m never on facebook so don’t ever add me; itll take a month to hear back from me.

23. Do you have any pets: I have two cats! Well, one lives with me, and the other is at my parent’s place. But Perriwinkle is with me, my precious kitty, and shes all I need!

24. Do you want to change your name: Hmm... I do quite like my birth name, and I adore my last name, but my middle name... Im not super fond of “Marie”.

25. What did you do for your last birthday: hahahaha uh, well, Id been working at my new job for about a week at that time, so I was working on my 19th birthday.

26. What time did you wake up today: 11:35am

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: I was working on The Power of Faiths upcoming update! ;)

28. What is something you can’t wait for: to be done university... As much as it’s a cool experience and all, all the stress it brings is gonna kill me prematurely.

30. What are you listening to right now: “I Get To Love You” by Ruelle

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I work with a guy named Tom. He’s a music major, he plays piano and is overall a super cool dude

32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: when people I call for my job pick up the phone on a Sunday and bitch at me that I’m calling on “the day of rest”. Like?? Bitch, you did not have to pick up the phone. You saw the caller ID, just, let it go to voicemail?????????

33. Most visited website: It’s a toss-up between tumblr and ao3

34. Hair colour: brown, like, chocolate brown I guess

35. Long or short hair: It’s long for some people’s standards (it comes to between my shoulder blades) but still pretty short for me. I’m used to my hair reaching the small of my back.

36. Do you have a crush on someone: Oh hell no, aint nobody got time for that

37. What do you like about yourself: Uh... You guys wouldn’t like my answer.

38. Want any piercings: I seriously thought about a tongue piercing, but idk.

39. Blood type: You’d think, from the amount of blood Ive had taken for allergy tests and the like that I’d know. But nope, I have no idea.

40. Nicknames: Sam, Sammy, Samserban, Pretties, Samuel.

41. Relationship status: Single

42. Sign: Gemini!

43. Pronouns: she/her

44. Fave tv show: Voltron

45. Tattoos: I’m looking into tattoo parlors to get my first tattoo over the summer. I’m gonna get a bunch of flowers on my back, over my heart, for my grandma <3

46. Right or left handed: Right

47: Ever had surgery: Nope! Worst I’ve had are x-rays

48. Piercings: I do have my ears pierced, just once.

49. Sport: Hahahaaaa not anymore, I’m lazy af. But I used to figure skate competitively, row competitively, and ride horses.

50. Vacation: I hardly ever travel. Ive been down to Florida twice, and been to England and Scotland around this time two years ago with my two best friends.

51. Trainers: ...no? Again, I’m lazy af.

— More general

52. Eating: I dont eat as often as I should.

53. Drinking: Coca-Cola. Or coffee. Not sure which I’m gonna get yet.

54. I’m about to watch: I mean, I should be working on papers or something... Or even writing... But I just finished watching Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood the other day and I loved it!!!

55. Waiting for: my English prof to give me my marks back for a paper I wrote.

56. Want: a lot of money so I don’t have to work as much as I do to live in my bachelor’s apartment with my cat.

57. Get married: Maybe..... It depends on if I ever find the right person. But if I dont, I am more than happy to be alone.

58. Career: I really reeeaaally want to get into a writing/editing career. I want to one day work for a firm to work one on one with authors to help them edit and publish novels!

— Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses: Hugs!

60. Lips or eyes: Oooh, eyes man!

61. Shorter or taller: Taller...

62. Older or younger: Older

63. Nice arms or stomach: Ooooh... arms...

64. Hookup or relationships: Definitely relationships, but I’m terrible at keeping them,,

65. Troublemaker or hesitant: Oh gosh, I mean, Im definitely more of a trouble maker... But like, a cautious one.

— Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger: Oh hell no

67. Drank hard liquor: Im Canadian... Yes

68.Turned someone down: Haha, I sure have! I got asked out by two different guys on the same day before.

69. Sex on first date: Oh god no

70: Broken someone’s heart: Probably.....

71. Had your heart broken: I most certainly have!

72. Been arrested: Fortunately, not.

73. Cried when someone died: Yes. But, only once.

74. Fallen for a friend: I have no idea what this means???

— Do you believe in

75. Yourself: hahaha uh... No???????

76. Miracles: Id like to??

77. Love at first sight: I do, but not for myself.

78. Santa Claus: Nope

79. Angels: Oh god no

— Misc

80. Eye colour:  like, a warm brown colour?

81. Best friends name: Kaylee!

82. Favourite movie: I love too many movies... But the ones that come to mind are Spirit: Stallion of the Cimerran, Stardust, The Swan Princess, and Toy Story!!!

83. Favourite actor: There are days I can barely remember my coworkers names, and I see them for like, 15 hours a week. Let alone someone I’ve never met???

84. Favourite cartoon: It’s Voltron ;)

85. Favourite teacher’s name: I dont really consider myself to have “favourite” profs. But I am fond of a few that I’ve had!

I’m gonna tag @forsakenangel88, @mardimari, @dumb-birdd, and any of my followers who want to do this! Just tag me, I’d love to see your answers <3

[kaoarika]

As a follow up to this post, it’s my command to finish it with my thoughts of "Favorite Part”’s last chapter.

(I think this could wait until the ENG fan translation is completed, but... you know, my feels are all raw right now).

And the thing is, it proved me wrong with my worries, and the finale felt satisfying in the way the message of the webtoon was all about in the first place.

The way to accept oneself is a long and hard way. 

We are somehow expected to live by what the society tells us to live for, their norms and what not. And, in a way, they influence us in the worst way possible.

Well, I speak as a westerner... I cannot imagine how hard it could be for more conservative Asian countries, like South Korea, were people have their standards of beauty even more screwed up than we do and there’s little to nothing body positivity in media than in western countries do have (which isn’t much more better, especially as yours truly lives in Mexico... but...).

As I have been talking about “Favorite Part” as a whole, this series is too special to me. Especially as an adult. 

Sure, you can find more body positivity in western works where creators try to give us more diversed physical-looking characters as main characters. But it’s definitely strange in eastern works. And while I love stuff like Gintodo’s “Pattissiere-san to Ojou-sama”, or Hirama Kaname’s “Pochamani”, there’s actually a very few which deal with self-love and acceptance (like the afforementioned “Pochamani” or Ikuemi Ryo’s “Cousin”, although it’s been a while since I’ve read it, and it gets a bit more complicated there) where everything isn’t so easy as we are tied up to what society dictate us to act or live with.

And Tarly’s "Favorite Part” doesn’t start pretty. 

Woojoo isn’t likeable at first, nor she looks pretty, as she is living with how the society perceived her, and making her think that her standards in men are wrong because she is fat, in a way others seem to think, “lol, she doesn’t deserve to be with a hot guy”.

And she does a lot of mistakes in the way. and it isn’t until she meets Hanbyeol (and after Minwoo’s accident) that she realizes that she needs to see herself in a better light.

But when I speak about “self-love”, I also have to bring “acceptance”. 

Similar to Woojoo, Hanbyeol also has a certain type of taste that may qualify him as a “chubby chaser” (hence the quotations marks) and that society perceives as wrong or they make him look as a pervert, just because he likes chubby gals instead of slimmer ones. Especially when he is this tall, handsome, and slim guy.

The thing is, these are their preferences in what they find attractive in other people. What they find superficially attractive, at best. And, after the prologue, they kinda want to change that to prove that they can find love in someone else outside their preferences... except it just doesn’t work that simple, and they just end up hurting themselves due to high expectations of “moving on” from these.

I’m not sure if I can explain it right now well, but... okay... I’m trying, lol.

So, in the final chapters, they accept that these are their preferences (their weaknesses, if you may refer them to such), that they don’t have to live up with what society tells them to. Besides, they like each other, isn’t that enough already? They each have something that each other likes too much, and, besides that, they have a wonderful friendship, so, what? It’s just a part of a whole package.

From what I understand from the comments (and this could be taken with a grain of salt at the moment I’m writing this, sorry m(_-_)m, as I could be VERY wrong until I have an ENG TL at hand ), the last conversation they have seems to be something (?) along the lines of “I love you the way you are, but I wouldn’t have an issue if you suddenly (decided to) physically change(d), because I already love you and that wouldn’t change a bit in our relationship”. 

And the sweet thing is that, I think Woojoo remembers that she kinda felt “attracted” to Hanbyeol when he was fat. Perhaps it wasn’t that he had a pretty face (ymmv! I found him cute!) or a slim body (qualifying him to be a “flower boy”), but he was a nice companion and a friend - someone she quite enjoyed her time with in the start (with all the “dates” they had), and the mixed feelings she had afterwards he confessed to her that he liked her because “she was someone genuine/real” just were surreal to her because no one ever told her that before, so, what to feel with that, though?. He was genuinely the first man who treated her as a woman.

So, perhaps... I think the sudden image of him being overweight crossing her mind is just... if it happened again, it wouldn’t change her feelings at all, she realized - because that’s how she first met him. She loves him and that’s what matters. He loves her and that’s what matters.

As someone pointed out in the comments some chapters ago, Woojoo (Universe/Microcosmos) finally realized that she fell in love of the one star (Hanbyeol) important to her.

The epilogue shows us a scene a couple of years later, I guess, with Woojoo finally being what she wanted to be... but also, and more importantly, showing us that she doesn’t need to hide her preferences (I mean, we ALL can appreciate who looks pretty) and weaknesses, and simply laughing it off in a more positive light. And, the important thing, she looks happy. Sure, still overweight (!!!!) but, happy.

My shipper heart is a bit... broken in the sense that I wish Hanbyeol also appeared in there (in a passing by mention), lol, but... FP was more Woojoo’s story, so concluding things with her being a total 180° version of the initial shy and pitiful girl who had a crush on a classmate who didn’t even know her name is, amazing.

But, you know... it’s also a bit open to interpretation on their relationship. I want to believe they are still together at that point in time and that she accepting her weaknesses is the same as a bunch who can appreciate a cute guy or girl even if they are in a relationship, you know? Perhaps, Hanbyeol is doing his military service (highly possible due to they living in SK? and he being in his early 20s) or continuing his education, too... And, tbh, I think it would be plain unfair if they were no more because it was a LONG WAY these two had to go to become an item at the end... So, hopefully it isn’t like that?

Also, even though I appreciate Hanbyeol and Woojoo both holding hands, etc... (it was symbolic in  sense, I admit) I WISH I HAD ANOTHER KISS, GOSH, TARLY, WAS THAT TOO MUCH TOO ASK??? (I MEAN, I ALSO SUCK IN DRAWING KISS SCENES, BUT THE FANSERVICE IS TOO MUCH TO GIVE IN!!!)

But even if it’s going to be difficult to say the series goodbye (and so, not having another thing that I LOVED too much to follow weekly anymore), I think with the ENG fan translation*, I can fall in love of the characters and the story again. But now in a sense that there is not going to be a language barrier anymore to enjoy it, so I can appreciate it even more. :)

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(*) That and... (or?) a potential ENG license by LINE, but, lmao, I still don’t bet too high on that.

[sohamde]

EDITORIAL : Massive Shame How Arsenal Fans Were Sold Down The River By Their Very Own Board.

Arsenal fans have acquired a reputation, in some quarters, for being a collection of negative individuals, that think they have a legal right to success. Over recent seasons there have been walkouts, banners, empty seats and protests, to remove the owner and the previous manager, in scenes normally associated with struggling clubs. https://twitter.com/afcstuff/status/1045004282414735360?s=19 It’s a relatively small section of fans that know as much about football as I know about the Kardashians and they are probably as bereft of reason as the pouting clan of tanned, designer wearing airheads. Arsenal fans are currently angry at the Kroenke administration but what a shame they weren’t more vigilant and equally as outraged in 2007. We’ll get to that in a moment. The sale of Arsenal is a tragic tale of Shakespearean proportions, dealing exclusively in deception and greed. Those involved acted in their own interest and all their words of reassurance and commitment were completely disingenuous. The main character in this footballing soap opera is the absent owner, Stan Kroenke. The ambitious American, that appears to have no interest in a game where players aren’t dressed like stormtroopers or which isn’t governed by commercial breaks. Rewind to 2004, the Arsenal side were at the pinnacle of their success, winning the premier league whilst remaining unbeaten and some said that they could rule the division for a decade. It would take less than 18 months to see that side start to break up and over the next few seasons Arsenal’s ability to compete at the highest level had virtually disappeared. Then there was the Emirates, a stadium build that was supposed to unlock the gates to the big time and reveal unlimited opportunities. In reality, it only served to strangle the club with debt and signalled the departure of some of Arsenal’s top talent. So, what happened ? Someone has to be responsible. Well, yes. There are quite a few but let’s start with someone who regularly dodges the bullets of responsibility for Kroenke’s involvement and the currrent predicament of Arsenal. David Dein. As much as I appreciate what the man achieved with Arsene Wenger, he is the man that sold Arsenal. https://twitter.com/Gooner_AK/status/784694902064025600?s=19 In 2007, David Dein was ousted for backing Stan Kroenke’s take over bid. A smited boardroom took its revenge and rid itself of one of the most influential figures in football, after an association that lasted 23 years. Dein owned 14.6% of the shares and had he gone with his initial conviction, that invisible Stan was Arsenal’s saviour, Kroenke would have owned 25% of the club and Dein could have banked around £58 million but he didn’t. Somehow, David Dein had an overnight revelation, agreed with his former employers and decided that Kroenke’s involvement was ill advised. So, he reconsidered his options and sold his shares for £75 million to the Uzbek steel magnate, Alisher Usmanov, with an understanding that he would return to his perch in the Arsenal hierarchy once the club was bought outright. https://twitter.com/AFTVMedia/status/1026828303079010304?s=19 Hypocrisy, greed and power are the labels one could apply to David Dein and all of them would be richly deserved. His desire to return to Arsenal would never be realised as Usmanov got bored waiting for a seat on the board and having his money tied up in a club where he couldn’t even take a shit without bringing his own toilet paper and asking for permission. The Arsenal board who sacked Dein for colluding with the American, eventually welcomed Kroenke with open arms, like a long lost son. It was like Narcissus looking in the mirror, kissing his own reflection and paying for the pleasure. Once Kroenke had his feet under the table, it was just a case of biding his time until everyone’s resolve could be broken and in 2009, Peter Hill-Wood sold 100 shares to the one time villain of the Arsenal panto. This happened after Hill-Wood said in 2007. “Call me old-fashioned but we don't need Kroenke's money and we don't want his sort. Our objective is to keep Arsenal English, albeit with a lot of foreign players. I don't know for certain if Kroenke will mount a hostile takeover for our club but we shall resist it with all our might." He went on in almost Churchillian fashion. "We are all being seduced that the Americans will ride into town with pots of cash for new players. It simply isn't the case. They only see an opportunity to make money. They know absolutely nothing about our football and we don't want these types involved." Well, how right he was, even though he sold out to temptation in the end, helping to make his prophecy a reality. He also went on record to deny that other members of the Arsenal board would sell to facilitate a takeover. He said, "The notion that Danny Fiszman is a seller is really farcical. He doesn't need the money. Nina is also rock solid. She likes the involvement and the tradition that lies behind the club." Fiszman did sell his shares to Kroenke in 2009, 5,000 of them worth £8,500 each (£4,250,000) and Bracewell-Smith would eventually follow suit Hill-Wood was perhaps the worst offender, his Family had connections with the club for a hundred years, his history was entwined with that of the club. Yet it appeared, he had two versions of the truth, one for each of his faces because he announced a marketing partnership with Kroenke’s Colorado Rapids in February 07 and then realising that the fans might be twitchy by that type of love in, he came out fighting two months later by clumsily saying  “We don’t want his sort over here.”. https://twitter.com/MrDtAFC/status/1026728596986097664?s=19 Undeterred, Kroenke continued to scoop up shares and in 2009 he managed to get a further 200 shares from the estate of Ernest Harrison for £3.6 million. Even dead people have their uses. Kroenke also picked up another 200 shares from Hill-Wood, who you will remember was adamant that he would not sell his shares to the American under any circumstances, unless he could hardly close the boot of his car because it had so much money in it. Perhaps the final straw was Kroenke’s acquisition of Lady Nina Bracewell-Smith’s shares. Her decision to sell her Arsenal part to the American created a domino effect among the remaining shareholders and if she felt bad about the situation, she could at least console herself that she had £116m in the bank. She was viciously removed from the board for an apparent clash with the big cheese of Arsenal, not Peter Hill-Wood but Danny Fiszman, who had an amazing amount of control for such a small holding. Or could it be, as it was reported at the time, that LBS was considering selling to Kroenke’s rival, Alisher Usmanov and the only reason that she didn’t was so that she could take the most lucrative option once a bidding war took place. Kroenke courted and convinced her, that his money and vision were good for both parties. She didn’t hesitate. Later in 2018, she talked about her regret at selling to Kroenke and her dislike for the way he runs the club. This came after she tried to sue Linklaters and the accountancy firm Deloitte for their advice which led to the decision to sell her Arsenal shares to Kroenke. Yet, the real reason for that action and token remorse, could have something to do with the capital gains tax bill of £10m which she was presented with after the sale. Her relocation to Monaco to avoid further deductions, which cost £1.25m and her legal costs, which amounted to £400,000. In a spectacular turn around in opinion Bracewell-Smith said, “Football is a business of passion and SK has no passion for AFC. (Kroenke) shows he cares very little. Why he wanted to be part of AFC I do not know.” Much too little, too late it would seem. She cost the club and the fans something far more precious with her decision to open the door to the American. Her loss just means two less sports cars, one less villa in a secluded location, a smaller bar bill at Ascot and the postponement of the yachts refit. For the fans, some lost inherited shares from Family members or their only connection to the Arsenal. When Kroenke got rid of Usmanov, it allowed him to buy up those remaining shares of Arsenal, something he was legally entitled to do but it added to the dislike an mistrust of the American. https://twitter.com/AST_arsenal/status/1106870629473677318?s=19 A spokesman for the Arsenal supporters trust said at the time “Many of these fans are AST members and hold their shares not for value as custodians who care for the future of the club. Kroenke’s actions will neuter their voice and involvement. It is in effect legalised theft to remove a brake on how Arsenal is managed. The AST is wholly against this takeover which marks a very sad day for Arsenal Football Club.” On a more personal note, another Arsenal supporter Malcom Davis said, “Myself and my brother have been shareholders for over 50 years. I had no intention that the shares should be sold in my lifetime. I left specific instructions in my will that the shares were not to be sold to Kronke. I feel disenfranchised, as if I am no longer part of this club. I have little enthusiasm for this club. Kroenke is only interested in making money, not in winning trophies. I am not interested in supporting a club with no ambition.” Last season, Arsenal fans rightly aimed the rifle in the direction of Kroenke, the dark lord and former CEO of Arsenal, Ivan Gazidis and then manager, Arsene Wenger but none of them were responsible for the biggest sell out in the history of Arsenal. https://twitter.com/ltarsenal/status/1065321771811753984?s=19 We lost our footing, we lost our way and to a degree we lost an identity. Read the full article

[feyria]

Loose cannon

It was the middle of­ the night and he cou­ld barely walk straig­ht- granted he had ju­st downed a whole bot­tle of vodka. He blam­ed it on Mako for thr­owing the celebration­ party in the first p­lace, they had succee­ded in locking Black ­Magic up for good and­ the harpy goddess in­sisted it was the per­fect reason to party ­deep into the night. ­Leon knew he should h­ave declined the invi­tation when he had th­e chance but he just ­figured hey, it'll on­ly be for a little wh­ile right? He would o­nly have maybe one or­ two drinks right? Ab­solutely not; Lycan h­ad challenged him to ­a drink off at Raigek­i's request and he co­uldn't exactly back d­own with everyone wat­ching. Needless to sa­y, he was victorious ­and there was a very ­"sleepy" wolf hanging­ by Rai's side for th­e rest of the party. ­He had left the party­ immediately after th­at before Rai could c­onvince him to do any­thing else crazy. Leo­n stumbles again and ­he places his hand on­ the wall to steady h­imself, it wouldn't d­o him any good if he ­fell over before he c­ould reach his target­. He was more than su­re that he would be a­wake at this hour- th­e man rarely if ever ­slept and it wouldn't­ be the first time he­'s popped in to see h­im. Although, this wo­uld be the first time­ he shows up complete­ly intoxicated with s­omething more than ju­st reprimands on his ­mind. He reaches the ­room and enters witho­ut bothering to knock­; Rodrick was seated ­on the bed watching t­v and Leon steps in f­ront of it to block h­is view. Rodrick look­s up at him, "can I h­elp you?" Leon stares­ at him for a few sec­onds, dully noting th­at he's missing a shi­rt at the moment, "yo­u...need sex to live ­right? Just like all ­the other inccubi." R­odrick raises an eyeb­row, "uhh yeah I do- ­what, are you doing s­ome kind of project o­n my kind or somethin­g?" Leon didn't feel ­like deeming that wit­h a verbal answer, in­stead he moves in clo­ser to Rodrick; one h­and on his bare shoul­der while he connects­ their lips in a soft­ kiss. He can feel th­e incubus stiffen bef­ore he relaxes into t­he kiss, but then he'­s pushing Leon away a­nd looking at him str­angely, "are you feel­ing okay man? Normall­y you're always on yo­ur high horse about n­ot being gay or wanti­ng to do anything lik­e this with other gu-­" Leon places to fing­ers on Rodrick's lips­ to silence him, "you­r talking is annoying­. Right now all I wan­t is for you to do me­, okay?" Rodrick gape­s at him like a fish ­before something chan­ges in him and a wick­ed grin appears on hi­s face, "really?~ Wel­l I would love to do ­you but....why don't ­we do this my way?" F­eeling intrigued but ­slightly impatient fo­r reasons he doesn't ­understand, Leon cros­ses his arms, "what e­xactly IS your way?" ­Rodrick chuckles, "we­ start with you using­ that normally snippy­ mouth of yours to pl­easure my dick~ then ­from there we'll get ­to the actual doing."­ Leon nods before spr­eading Rodrick's legs­ apart, his hands qui­ckly unzipping his pa­nts to grasp at the l­imp member inside. Hi­s eyes flick over to ­meet Rodrick's for ha­lf a second and then ­he's dropping to his ­knees, sliding his me­mber into his mouth a­s he begins to suck a­nd lick at it. He clo­ses his eyes in faint­ pleasure, it wasn't ­what he wanted right ­now but it would suff­ice for now. The thic­kness was just right ­and he could feel it ­twitch as it slowly l­engthens and hardens;­ his own body respond­ing as he feels an er­ection beginning to r­ise. He jolts a bit w­hen Rodrick's hand sl­ides through his hair­, fingers toying with­ his ear and Leon ope­ns his eyes to watch ­Rodrick's face. He no­tes the parted lips a­nd half lidded eyes; ­the way the incubus g­od seems to be enjoyi­ng this already and i­t motivates him to do­ more. He begins stro­king the erection par­tly to spread his sal­iva and partly to giv­e Rodrick more pleasu­re. Leon flicks his t­ongue along the sensi­tive slit of Rodricks­ penis and delights i­n the throaty moan he­ releases. Wanting to­ hear more of those m­oans, Leon indulges i­n running his tongue ­up and down the full ­length, swirling his ­tongue around the sen­sitive head before su­cking on it hard. He ­can hear Rodrick begi­nning to pant and fee­l the hand in his hai­r tightening it's gri­p. Another hand finds­ it's way into his ha­ir, toying with the s­trands before it slid­es down to caress his­ cheek and he raises ­his eyes to meet Rodr­ick's gaze. "You're d­oing great Leon but I­ think it's time we m­oved onto the next st­ep, no?" Leon detache­s himself from Rodric­k's nether region and­ allows him to direct­ his body towards the­ bed until he's seate­d on it, Rodrick lean­ing over his body to ­deliver a short kiss.­ He trails more kisse­s down Leon's cheek, ­his neck; then his ha­nds are slipping unde­rneath the fabric of ­his shirt and he shiv­ers at the feel of Ro­drick's slim fingers ­ghosting over his ski­n. He moves to connec­t their lips again bu­t Rodrick's hands are­ gently pushing him b­ack before they pull ­his shirt over his he­ad and then the incub­us allows him to brin­g their lips together­ again. This time Rod­rick leads the kiss a­nd his tongue is soon­ slipping into Leon's­ mouth, his hands ret­urning to trace light­ patterns over his sk­in and Leon sighs. Pe­rhaps it was the alco­hol but the kiss felt­ particularly nice, R­odrick's tongue was w­arm and slick but it ­also faintly tasted o­f mint. All too soon,­ Rodrick is ending th­e kiss but his lips d­on't exactly leave Le­on, instead they move­ down to his nipples.­ Leon flinches slight­ly at the feeling of ­Rodrick's mouth sucki­ng on him in such a s­trange spot, he didn'­t think his chest wou­ld actually be sensit­ive enough to give hi­m pleasure and he's r­eally not sure how to­ feel when Rodrick be­gins swirling his ton­gue around the harden­ed nub. He settles fo­r a mix of light moan­ing and panting just ­because it feels righ­t. Rodrick looks up a­t him with a smug smi­rk on his face, "you ­like that huh?" At Le­on's nod, he returns ­to swirling his tongu­e around the nub and ­toys with the other, ­gently twisting and p­inching it. His smug ­expression only incre­ases when Leon's back­ arches as a louder m­oan passes between hi­s lips. The strange p­leasure was quickly b­ringing him to full a­rousal and he runs hi­s fingers through Rod­rick's hair to get hi­s attention, "it feel­s nice but I want mor­e- I want you inside ­me." Rodrick jerks aw­ay from Leon and snor­ts, "wait really? If ­this is how you're go­ing to be then maybe ­you should drink more­ often~" He doesnt wa­ste any time removing­ the rest of Leon's c­lothing and then he's­ holding two fingers ­near his lips, "go on­ and get them nice an­d slick so I can prep­ you up. It'll feel m­uch better if you're ­loose." The intoxicat­ed lion obeys, partin­g his lips to take th­e two digits into his­ mouth where he then ­sucks and licks at th­em, down their length­ and in between them ­in a way that makes R­odrick shiver in arou­sal. The lion always ­went on and on about not liking men yet he­ sure knew how to get­ them hot and bothere­d. Rodrick pulls his ­fingers out of Leon's­ mouth before the nau­ghty lion's actions c­ause him to moan, "o-­okay that's enough of­ that...lay on your b­ack for me," Leon com­plies, spreading his ­legs as if he's tryin­g to give Rodrick a b­etter view of his alr­eady throbbing erecti­on which he tries har­d not to openly stare­ at. He distracts him­self with slipping on­e finger in Leon's en­trance, the smug expr­ession returning when­ he sighs in pleasure­. Rodrick begins thru­sting the single digi­t in and out until he­ feels Leon is ready ­for the second digit ­and then he's thrusti­ng them both in and o­ut of the lion, sciss­oring them for added ­pleasure and to stret­ch his entrance more.­ Leon continues to si­gh and moan in pleasu­re, he was enjoying t­he feel of Rodrick's ­fingers roaming aroun­d inside him; stretch­ing him in ways that ­hurt but also felt in­credibly nice. He wan­ted more of that stra­nge pleasure, "Rodric­k...can you use more ­fingers or maybe..." ­His gaze drifts down ­to the incubus's prou­d erection and he lic­ks his lips, already ­imagining what it wou­ld feel like to have ­it inside him. Rodric­k chuckles, "you're p­retty impatient over ­there. Give me a seco­nd and we can get to ­the main event." He w­ithdraws his fingers ­from Leon's body befo­re walking to a small­ dresser and he opens­ one of the drawers t­o pull out a small bo­ttle of lube. Leon's ­ear twitches, "you ha­d lube...why make me ­suck on your fingers ­if you could have use­d that?" Rodrick shru­gs, "wanted to see if­ you would actually d­o it. But anyway, can­ you pull your legs u­p a bit? It'll make i­t easier for me to fi­nish prepping you." L­eon rolls his eyes bu­t does as he's told, ­watching Rodrick squi­rt a little lube onto­ his hand which he th­en rubs over his erec­tion, stroking it to ­spread it around whil­e creating an erotic ­wet sound that makes ­him lick his lips aga­in. Rodrick slips two­ fingers into his ent­rance again to check ­that he's still prope­rly stretched and the­n he's replacing them­ with the tip of his ­penis; that strange p­leasure pain returnin­g strong enough to ma­ke Leon moan. Rodrick­ strokes his cheek as­ he continues to slid­e into him, "naturall­y it's going to hurt ­but I promise it'll g­et better~." He wasn'­t quite sure if he wa­nted to tell Rodrick ­that it wasn't hurtin­g him at all, he like­d the soft caresses o­n his cheek and didn'­t want to give him an­ excuse to pull his h­and away. Instead Leo­n simply nods and clo­ses his eyes to bette­r focus on the feel o­f Rodrick's penis del­ving deeper into his ­body, the hard thickn­ess stretching his in­ner walls to deliver ­that delicious pleasu­re pain he was quickl­y becoming addicted t­oo. By the time Rodri­ck is fully sheathed ­inside of him, Leon i­s already panting fai­rly hard and he opens­ his eyes to meet the­ incubus's gaze, "thi­s feels so odd but I ­want more...move your­ body for me." Rodric­k looks surprised for­ a moment before he s­norts again, "you wan­t more? Oh I'm totall­y never going to forg­et this- I'll give yo­u whatever you want m­y horny little lion c­ub~" He starts moving­ his hips and Leon's ­words are lost to a l­ong moan of sheer ple­asure. He had thought­ Rodrick's fingers fe­lt wonderful in his b­ody; this new pleasur­e had no words for ho­w good it felt. The p­ace was slow but the ­feel of something so ­much thicker moving b­ack and forth inside ­of him...all Leon cou­ld do was lay his hea­d back and moan, his ­mouth hanging open. R­odrick's hand is on h­is cheek again, cares­sing it sweetly, "wan­t me to move even fas­ter my dear?~" at Leo­n's jerky nod, Rodric­k picks up his pace a­nd the lion's mind go­es numb for a few sec­onds. All he can focu­s on is the sheer amo­unt of pleasure cours­ing through his body,­ making his skin ting­le, his body shiver a­nd his arms flail aro­und weakly as if look­ing for something to.­.he doesn't even know­ what but he can't ke­ep himself still. His­ hands finally find a­ place around Rodrick­'s shoulders and he p­ulls the incubus down­ to connect their lip­s in what has to be t­he most sloppy kiss i­n history, lips slipp­ing and sliding again­st each other before ­their tongues are tan­gling together. Saliv­a being exchanged lik­e fanmail as they bre­athe each other in. L­eon can vaguely hear ­the bed creaking but ­still he wants more; ­his legs wrap around ­Rodrick's hips in an ­attempt to draw him c­loser and he breaks t­he kiss to speak. His­ voice sounds more li­ke a series of pants when he moves to spea­k, "Roddy...m-more..I­ want..h-harder...ple­ase." Rodrick's voice­ is smooth in his ear­s, "harder it is then­, I won't disappoint ­you~," he detaches Le­on's legs from his bo­dy, shifting the lion­ around so that he's ­lying on his side wit­h one leg pulled up t­o rest on his shoulde­r instead of wrapped ­around his hips. The ­change in position fe­els slightly uncomfor­table but then Leon's­ mind is lost to plea­sure again when Rodri­ck resumes his hard- ­near pounding thrusts­, the feeling of Rodr­ick's head pushing ag­ainst a little bundle­ of something strange­ in him that makes hi­m nearly scream in pl­easure. Leon claws at­ the bed sheets, his ­tongue lolling out of­ his open mouth; he c­an feel drool trickli­ng down his chin but ­he doesn't care; all ­that mattered now was­ Rodrick and the plea­sure he was giving hi­m. Rodrick was slammi­ng a part of him that­ made his whole body ­tremble and his own h­ardened penis was gri­nding against the she­ets deliciously, pre ­cum just beginning to­ trickle out. He trie­s to speak but his wo­rds are hard to make ­out, what with them s­ounding more like int­ense moans of pleasur­e but luckily Rodrick­ has a faint idea of ­what he's trying to s­ay. The incubus trade­s his fast pace for a­ slow hard one; pulli­ng himself out until ­the tip remains and t­hen thrusting back in­ to ram himself again­st that same bundle o­f nerves. He could se­e how it was turning ­the normally aloof li­on into a drooling, m­oaning mess and he lo­ved it. The pain part­ of that strange plea­sure was completely l­ost to Leon but he wa­s slowly becoming awa­re of a new feeling. ­Something that was ak­in to a tsunami neari­ng over the horizon a­nd he wasn't quite su­re he wanted it to hi­t yet. Suddenly, Rodr­ick is shifting their­ bodies again and Leo­n finds himself seate­d on top of the incub­us, his hands splayed­ out on his chest; th­ose hips still moving­ to bring him pleasur­e and he doesn't ques­tion the change. Inst­ead, he shifts his ow­n legs around and rea­lizes that with the n­ew position, he can m­ove his own body to m­eet those sinful thru­sts. And that's exact­ly what he does; thru­sts his hips down the­ second Rodrick bring­s his own up and it h­its him like magic. T­he pleasure multiplie­s tenfold and an erot­ic sound of skin slap­ping against skin rea­ches his ears. His fi­ngers curl against Ro­drick's chest, his na­ils digging into the ­skin making the other­ man groan in the sam­e pleasure pain that ­affected him earlier.­ Leon's own moans are­ loud against his ear­s and it makes his ow­n penis twitch, a tin­y part of him felt he­ was enjoying this to­o much but he ignores­ that part- there was­ no such thing as too­ much pleasure. He le­ans down to connect h­is lips with Rodrick'­s in another sloppy k­iss, their tongues so­on joining as well as­ Rodrick's hands slid­ing up and down his b­ody; cupping his butt­ cheeks, pinching the­m and spreading them ­as he thrusts harder.­ That delicious sound­ of skin slapping aga­inst skin causing the­m both to moan in ecs­tasy and Leon can fee­l that tidal wave get­ting stronger. He bre­aks the kiss to tell ­Rodrick as much but t­he incubus silences h­im with a firm hand g­ripping his twitching­ cock, jerking it in ­time with those thrus­ts and Leon throws hi­s head back to moan l­ong and loud. His who­le body shudders as t­hat wave finally brea­ks free with his orga­sm, cum spurting from­ his cock to splatter­ across Rodrick's che­st. Leon's inner wall­s clamp down hard on ­Rodrick's member and ­it doesn't take long ­for him to reach his ­own orgasm, moaning l­ow as he releases his­ seed into the lion's­ body; the one hand s­till on his butt chee­k gives it a good sla­p that makes Leon jol­t. Leon isn't sure if­ it was the slap or t­he alcohol finally hi­tting him but all of ­a sudden he's exhaust­ed, his body slumps a­gainst Rodrick's weak­ly and he can hardly ­lift his head to give­ the incubus one last­ peck on the lips. Hi­s eyes are already sl­iding shut when he he­ars his own faint voi­ce whisper, "I love y­ou." The next morning­, Leon wakes to find ­himself nude and alon­e in what is clearly ­not his own bed. He n­early jumps out of th­e bed but notices a n­eatly folded pile of ­his clothing with a n­ote on top of it. As ­he dresses himself he­ reads the note silen­tly,  "Leon before you eve­n get the wrong idea ­I'd like to let you k­now that you came int­o my room clearly dru­nk off your ass. I tr­ied to convince you t­o go to sleep but you­ were having none of ­it...until you vomite­d all over yourself a­nd passed out. I had ­the misfortune of str­ipping you naked so I­ could clean you and your clothes up. I di­dn't put them back on­ you because I was af­raid you would wake u­p in the middle and t­ry to kill me thinkin­g I was doing the opp­osite. Anyway next ti­me stay away from the­ booze, you're really­ weird when you're dr­unk." Leon crumples u­p the note angrily, k­nowing full well that­ never happened but h­e was too embarrassed­ to admit what really­ happened. He gratefu­lly accepts the scape­ goat Rodrick was lea­ving him; if they wer­e both going to prete­nd they never had sex­...who was he to say ­any different? After ­all, he WAS extremely­ intoxicated last nig­ht. 

[astrofantastic]

Astrofantastic’s Fics for Friends Valentine’s Day Masterlist

Unfilled Requests*

ASTRO X READER

Something fluffy and cute. Maybe he's an idol and bumps into her at a coffee shop and gets a major crush so asks her on a date?

Could I please get a JinJin x reader fluff/angst where JinJin falls for the "Bad Girl" type but they end up really understanding each other so he ignores everyone's warnings and they live happily ever after?

could i request a scenario where you and eunwoo are best friends and then to get rid of another guy you ask him to be your fake boyfriend (and that eventually leads to something more)? thanks ^^

I would like a story where ASTRO teaches me some of their choreograph and I fall and Rocky goes to help me up and we accidentally kiss but end up going on a date.

Being the only female member in Astro.

just a fluffy and cuddling Rocky :) or fluffy myungjun

ASTRO X ASTRO

more of a general love for each other than a romance thing? since v-day is also friendship day! so maybe something like not all of them get to truly experience what valentines is, but they still have each other~

So I was thinking a supernatural type thing where a member is invisible to everyone else except another member and things jus go one from there. The pairing can be whoever you want.

Requests in progress (author has contacted us and is working on it)

Scenario where Eunwoo and the reader are childhood best friends that are close in age even though he's older by like 7 months and theu both discover at a sleepover they have after his deput that they like each other more than friends. 

If it's ok, I'd really like a cute JinCha moment? Maybe them just on a date or in the dorms while the other boys are sleeping and they're just talking and being cute? I'd really appreciate it! Thanks. :)

FILLED REQUESTS

*indicates fics that people wrote as extra

ASTRO X READER

You're really short, so this boy tries to reach what you want on the high shelf, but plot twist it's MJ who is also short and accidentally knocks the shelf and everything on it down and that's how you meet (fluff)        just-another-band-phan + Jukaanah / mintwho*

Moonbin/ Eunwoo (I don't really mind) x Reader where they talk about the one that got away        min-seok-jin

Myungjun x Trans!Male reader. A soft fluffy stay-at-home date with coffee, too many blankets, harry potter movies and lots of cuddles.        jighoon / coolmormon

"I saw you and a couple of your friends break dancing in the park and I accidentally made you famous after I recorded you and put it on youtube" << prompt // with any member <3        woosh-in-my-wei

Moonbin the nerd likes his nerdy seatmate, Jiyoung but he's too shy to confess. After confessing by mistake, he just realises Jiyoung likes him too and she's waiting for him to confess first. Then, the nerdy couple have their first date in a library.        wonhandsome

reader x jinjin, long distance relationship, reader lives & studies in england, jinjin is working on astro in SK, the two struggle with the time difference, reader holidays in SK & surprises jinjin saying shes studying abroad in SK for a year        baby-byun

Rockyxreader. Photographer!reader intern for Fantagio! (Reader is around 16? (International) where it's reader's first time working for Fantagio and tasked to take pictures of ASTRO and she's worried she'll mess up but rocky comforts her! Fluff?        maknaevis

I'd love to see something with a teacher!au where he (preferably rocky) sneaks into your room during his free period and leaves you cute snacks in the faculty room fridge and eventually your students start to push the two of you to actually date        jiminklings

Fluff or angst is fine, whichever the write prefers.Can I have a rocky soulmate au? Maybe the au where whatever you draw on your body appears on your soulmates body as well?        jukaanah

Romancantic and funny. Reader is also an idol and they keep their relationship on the down low then get caught and a few years later get married and live happily ever after        arohart

MJ and JinJin both have a crush on Moonbins Older Sister.        90s-shinee-aesthetic

i like something sometimes with a bit of angst but it is still cute and fluffy        nerdymultifandomkpopper

ASTRO X ASTRO

high school au where bin is a bad boy and dongmin is student body president        myungjune

Jinwoo & Eunwoo are happily married but their life is missing something: a child; So they decide to adopt Sanha, but then they see Myungjun, and Moonbin, and Minhyuk....needless to say their life is super busy now but they've never been happier        dongminstinygf

For pairing, myungjin or binu maybe. Perhaps an au where the elder tutors the younger for a subject and they become friends. From there, an event that reveals a secret one of them has and so forth. Variate as much as you wish!        astro-away

Romantic or platonic plot, either/or, with Jinjin and Myungjun pre-debut, trainee troubles. Maybe them meeting or working on dances or just contemplating their future.        starrybinu

binu/sockey/myungjin are my fav ships! i prefer something fluffy but angst with a happy ending is good too!       sassysavagesanha

Binu! Eunwoo and Moonbin are my boys, and whether the fic is written romantically or platonically doesn't matter.        parkminihyuk

jinjin x mj. coworkers who have chemistry but "hate" each other meet online (anonymously) and fall in love. (preferably told in 3rd person.)       vonseal

I would just like a Rocky/Sanha fic in 3rd person where it just shows the thoughts that they have of each other and reveals how much they love each other. It can be a little sad by like, something happening to Sanha and Rocky comforting him.        ravenofsilver

boys (all astro)giong to carnival:)        heybinnie

found you perched on the railing of my fire escape reading Hamlet and I have no idea how you got up here what are you doing au with rockjin if you please! romantic or platonic is fine i just really love their relationship        yehetno

Either platonic or romantic ot6 Astro taking care of sick Sanha. Bonus points if Socky is emphasized. Cute fluff is a must.        crazysanitykpop

binhyuk fluff! moonbin realizing he has feelings for minhyuk and getting all shy about it once realization hits, followed by getting angry when minhyuk just teases him, "i knew all along" moonbin acts bratty but minhyuk admits to liking him too.        actualteammom / eunstarrywoo

Prince!sanha was sheltered all his life until he snuck out and got into trouble with everyone all while being adorable. Please write about his adventure(s) and the people he meets.        suga-kookie-krisp

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