#probs happened in a stream once or twice

[kudamono94]

Hello everyone!  As promised in my last post I made prior to the premiere of the 1st episode of the new Futurama revival, I have decided to share some of my favorite screenshots I took since watching it myself~  That said, I have seen some of these scenes already shared but I still wanted to post all of what I had taken in one place for myself just for fun, so if you see something in this post that you’ve already seen 1000 times by this point feel free to ignore lol

Tbh I’ve never tried live blogging anything before, let alone tried to edit and share screenshots I didn’t plan on keeping for myself, so I hope these turned out okay!  I did my best to clean them up and crop to what I wanted, so if they don’t show up well I apologize in advance ^^;

Otherwise, if you’re interested in reading past this point, I hope you enjoy what I have to share as well as what little commentary I have to accompany my pictures :3 

Okay, so just to get this out of the way first and foremost, while I have seen mixed reviews in regards to the first episode, imo I honestly thought it was pretty good!  A lot of the jokes definitely landed and even had me laughing out loud, and with the easter eggs scattered throughout combined with seeing all of these characters once again, I couldn’t stop smiling at several points just because I was so happy lol

That said, while I wouldn’t say this is up there as one of my fav episodes of all time in the series overall, I say it definitely did what it set out to accomplish as far as bringing the series back after 10 years off the air in terms of animation, voice acting, etc.  So to anyone that felt as if The Impossible Stream was a let down, I would recommend giving it a few episodes into the new season before coming to a solid conclusion on whether the revival lives up to the hype or not/forming a firm opinion on the new season as a whole.  Again, as far as plots are concerned, this episode isn’t anywhere in my top 10 list, but at the same time, it was pretty good and served as a nice welcome back to long time fans since 2013 when Meanwhile aired, so I want to believe things will only get better from here~

Any who, with all of that out of the way, on to the screenshots:

1. First, Idk if this has been pointed out already, but since I haven’t seen anyone else post this, I thought I’d do it myself~  I honestly thought this was pretty cute lol, and considering that the new season is on a streaming service as opposed to tv (meaning that they most likely can have both the OP and ED be as long as they want without it being cut off by ad time), I hope they include new stuff like this in the OP in addition to the cartoons being displayed on the jumbo tv Leela always crashes into again :)

2. This scene right here was too cute for me~  I love these two so much, and I’m so happy to see them again :3  They just want each other to be happy, and it’s precious :3

Also Fry looks so adorable here (´◡`)  Look at him! 

3. I know this scene speaks for itself, but still enjoy this quote none the less :3

4. If I had a nickle for every time one of my special interests was cancelled because of corporate incompetence/bad judgement, I’d have at least 2 but it’s weird it happened twice - let alone that it happened to two shows that technically aired on the same block (I.E. adult swim, Metalocalypse I’m looking at you :( ).

And yes, I know this is prob a jab at streaming services like Netflix but I think my point still stands, you know?  I wish things were different but...

5. Hey, at least we’re getting Futurama AND Metalocalypse back this year, right? I guess that’s a small victory, at least for me?  Idk, the fact both these series ended back in 2013 just to be revived in the ye old year of 2023 seems like fate to me tbh, so if the latter’s direct-to-dvd film does well, here’s hoping it can get picked up on Hulu alongside Futurama so I can get back into my high school era~  In the meantime, have this which reminded me of the revival campaigns I have seen over the years dedicated to bringing these 2 wonderful shows back:

Too bad Leela’s not a Dethklok fan :(

6.  I figured we’d see Calculon come back sooner or later, but I sure as hell wasn’t expecting him to return like this in the first episode no less XD That said, I’m not a huge fan of either him or the Robot Devil, but this scene was gold~

And last but not least:

Once I learn how to make good quality GIFS, this is the first scene I’m uploading as a GIF ｡^‿^｡

7. Oh!  Speaking of Calculon, over these past 15+ years of my life, I had always figured he was either Bi or Pan, so alongside my ship with him and Bender potentially being given more fuel, it was nice to see the writers had the same idea :3 In this house we stan a Bi and/or Pan Calculon~

And let’s not forget about this:

Idk man, I think I might reconsider my Calculon dislike if this continues O////O Never thought I’d say that after reaching my 20s but ye, this was pretty good

Also, this scene was another gem in my opinion:

Technically, yes

Bender x Fry x Leela parallels aside, it’s always nice to see this as a multi shipper~  Keep in mind, as well, that this was originally also written BY BENDER HIMSELF, so ye, a lot to talk about another day 

8. I almost choked on my drink watching this lol Looks like the old man yaoi group of Farnsworth, Hermes, and Zoidberg has trouble in paradise (this is a JOKE, pls don’t take this seriously!)

His face is priceless XD

9. Finally, I know this last scene was prob meant to be a tongue-in-cheek joke about both reboots and the writers, but at the same time all I could think of was that one quote from Fry in When Aliens Attack when Leela asked him about his script writing?  Idk if it was mean to be a call back to this scene too, but was I the only one reminded of this during the end?  Also, Bender sure is one to call the kettle black XD

Compare these exchanges and see what I mean:

And that’s about it tbh, so if you’ve read this far, thank you so much!  As thanks, here’s some bonus screenshots of Leela and Fry being cute, and I can’t wait to post again about next week’s episode :3  Have a great day and good night~

#Futurama #Kudamono94's Texts #To everyone who decided to read this through all the way thank you so much! #I'm hoping that I will get better at this as we go along with the season #so pls bare with me lol #Also please feel free to use any of these photos if you want! Again like I said before I'm still not 100% these are all good quality but I #tried so if you see anything you like go right ahead and feel free to use as you like! Just pls give me credit if possible is all I ask ^^; #See everyone next week~

[pasiveagressive]

Livestream Accident // N.H.

Requested

Warnings: Language, A lot of fluff like alot alot

“Hey angel I am doing a livestream later.” Niall Informs you  and kisses your temple

“Okay I will make sure that I am not seen.” you smile up at him. You and Niall had agreed that enough of your lives are in the spotlight, and you wanted to try and keep your relationship out of it for as long as possible. That was three years ago, and you had been very successful so far. Of course there is a steady stream of people who believe that you are hiding a relationship, but that had always been something that was happening even before you and Niall got together. The media especially just can not believe that there are strong women out there who don’t find it necessary to date someone new every other week. 

“Come cuddle me?” He asks as tempting as that is you decline

“If I don’t make dinner now then we won’t be eating until midnight. Sorry babe.” you peck his lips and go back to the task at hand. He whines about it for a bit but knows you are right so leaves it at that, “How was writing today?”

“It was good, lots of ideas flowing.” He responds “You need any help?” 

“No, I think I am good. Oh actually would you pass me one of the sauce pots please?” he reaches down to grab one from the cupboard right below where he was standing. “Thanks.” after passing it to you his phone starts ringing.  He walks by dropping another kiss on your temple as he answers,

“Lewis hey mate.” you smile, he and Lewis talk almost every day, their bromance had gotten worse over the quarantine. While he is out you decide to put on some music to cook to.

“Alexa, play me some music.”

“Okay here’s a station you might like, Today’s Top Hits.” You laugh to yourself when Niall’s song is the first one on. 

“When you're with me no judgement, you can get that from anyone else.” you sing along not hearing Niall come back into the room. He watches you for a minute before wrapping his arms around your waist and swaying with you. 

“Have I ever told you that I love it when you sing and even more when you sing my songs?” you smile

“You may have mentioned it once or twice.” 

“Hmm.” is all he responds with. 

“Okay lover, dinner is just about ready so would you get us out some bowls and silverware, pretty please.” he sighs

“I guess I can do that.” 

“Thank you Niall.” you kiss him as he walks away. After you dish out your food you sit down to eat.

“Any scripts come across that caught your eye lately?” He asks you

“Um, maybe I don’t know. There are a few that look promising but nothing that is really speaking to me you know?”

“Yeah and there is no rush so make sure you really like the part.”

“Have I ever told you that you are the best, most supportive boyfriend in the world?” 

“You have but I could stand to hear it more.” He smiles at you with some basil in his teeth, causing you to laugh. “What?” he asks, genuinely confused.

“You have something.” you point to your teeth as you say it

“Where here?” he misses it and you shake your head “Here?” again misses it “Come on help me out Y/N.” you reach over and scrape it out for him, after all you swap salvia on a daily basis what is the difference. “Thank you.” you just smile and nod having yet to regain your composure. 

After dinner he does most of the cleaning since you made the meal. Once that's done he gets ready to go live.

“Hey babe I am just going to watch some criminal minds in bed, I might be asleep when you are done so just in case,” you kiss him  “goodnight.” 

“ ‘gnight angel.” he gives you a sleepy smile.

“Hey don’t be too late.”

“I know, I know.  I love you.” 

“I love you too.”  you went back the small hallway to your bedroom.  You change into one of Niall's old shirts and a pair of spandex shorts. Laying in bed you turn on Criminal Minds falling asleep way faster than you should.

When you wake up it is only about an hour and a half later, but you don’t realise that or even bother checking the time. You crawl out of bed not registering that Niall isn’t next to you and you go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. You walk right behind Niall, in full view of the camera A.K.A  the livestream. 

“Babe?” Niall calls out 

“Hmm?” you answer still partially asleep, your brain turns the whole way on a second later. “Oh shit! I mean shoot, no I mean shit.” Niall laughs

“Well we were just talking about when to take it public.” you attempt to make it look a little less like you were just sleeping then walk over to the livestream. You give a shy little wave

“Hi everyone.” The comment section goes crazy.

I Knew it!

Omg thats @y/n.y/l/n

Niall and Y/N omg my life is complete

I called this years ago

Tell that bitch to get away from my man 

I am the biggest Y/N fan her movies are so so good

She’s prob only with him for clout 

“Okay so let’s clear some things up I guess.” Niall says and you agree

“So Niall and I have been together for three going on four years.”

“Neither one of us is using the other for fame.” He adds “I love Y/N with every fiber in my body.”

“And I feel the same about Niall.” you read another comment

“Are all of the songs on heartbreak weather about Y/N?” Niall reads out loud “Um not all of them no, a good chunk of them are though yes.” 

“When exactly did you guys get together?” you read “Um we went on a couple dates in late  2016, but things really started in 2017, around the time that I was filming on Dark Phoenix and he was wrapping up / releasing Flicker.” 

“So does that mean some of the songs on Flicker are about y/n?” you look at Niall as he speaks “ Uh there is one yes. No, I will not tell you which.” you answer a few more questions before yawning. 

“I am very sleepy so I am going to go back to bed.” You kiss Niall lightly “Night lover.” you then wave to the camera catching one last comment before you walk away. 

She calls him lover I am dying  

You hear Niall telling the fans goodbye as you walk into the bedroom, him following moments later. 

“Well that was not exactly how I imagined going public.” you grimace crawling into bed for the second time that night 

“Yeah but I think that overall it went nicely.” he says from the bathroom as he brushes his teeth.

“Yeah,” you think for a moment “I guess it did.”

The next morning you are lying in bed having woken up before Niall. You decide that you don’t want to leave the warm embrace of your boyfriend quite yet so you reach for your phone. Turning off do not disturb, your phone goes crazy.  Twitter, instagram, your manager, Niall’s manager, your mom, Lewis.  You groan and throw your phone to the side, leaving yourself to face the madness later, right now you are just going to enjoy the peaceful moment with your boy. 

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[bnhabadass]

This last week has been kind of rough, but I still managed to write this angsty pangsty Akaashi x Reader Fics for the BNHA Sanctuary Valentine’s Day Collab. I am not the best when it comes to writing angst and this is definitely not my best work, but I am still proud of it regardless.

Pairing: Akaashi x Reader Genre: Angst with happy ending Warnings: Pervy and some non-consensual behavior from Terushima Word Count: 3,212

He found you on the bathroom floor, eyes closed, naked body huddled into itself as water from the shower head sprayed onto you. You were tuning him out as he screamed your name, only coming to when you felt the consistent patter of the water stop and the weight of a fluffy towel was tossed on you.

“Bokuto?” The name came out in a breathy moment of confusion as the young, panicked man tried to shield his eyes from your naked form.

“What happened? Are you okay? Did you fall?” It was almost comedic, the way he shifted his body and frantically moved his arms to shield his eyes.

“Why’d you turn the water off?” you mumbled, looking down. “I still have soap in my hair.”

Finally, Bokuto opened his eyes to see that you did in fact still have bits of soap covering your hair and running down your back. “Are you okay?”

You nodded once, twice, before he felt confident enough to slip out and let you finish showering in peace.

You were finally dry, dressed, and was towelling off your wet hair as you walked into the kitchen.

Bokuto was eating breakfast and scrolling through Tiktok, not an unusual sight to see from him on a Saturday morning when he had nothing to do and could take his time eating.

“Coffee?” You held the empty pot up.

He looked up from his phone and shook his head. “Can’t have caffeine.”

Looking back at the pot you remembered that this was not the first time the two of you have had that conversation. “Right.” You put up the pot for yourself and grabbed a piece of bread out of the plastic bag on the counter. You didn’t bother toasting it before stuffing it in your mouth. “Fanks again fo wettin me stay hewe.”

“It’s no prob,” he smiled. You were amazed that he could understand you with all that bread in your mouth. “You’d do the same if my boyfriend dumped me.”

You swallowed the bread, a pensive look on your face. “But your boyfriend isn’t my best friend.”

He seemed to be thinking hard about what you had said. “That’s true,” he admitted. “But I’ve heard both sides of the story.”

The events between you and Akaashi were also not an uncommon thing to be discussed as of late. For the first two days of you sleeping on Bokuto’s couch, he left you alone for the most part, only asking you unrelated questions like if you wanted takeout or if you wanted to watch a movie or something. Then he asked what your plan was, if you planned on staying for a while or if you planned on going back to work soon. The last week was taxing on the both of you, but Bokuto was still incredibly supportive of everything, even if that involved him having to listen to you complain about his best friend.

“Does Akaashi know I’m staying here?” Your eyes stayed on the stream of dark brown liquid as you poured the contents of the coffee pot into a mug for yourself.

“You’re back to a last name basis?” The kicked-puppy look on Bokuto’s face made your heart want to melt. He had done such a good job of keeping his mood swings in check while you needed him to be your rock for you, but now that you were a bit more stable, he let himself back off a bit and turn back into the loveable baby Bo that everyone knew him as.

You smiled, repeating what you had asked. “Does Akaashi know I’m staying here.”

“No.” He stuck a piece of bacon in his mouth and nervously chewed it.

“Good.” Sitting down, you pulled out your phone and enjoyed your coffee in silence. You were sure that if he ever did find out, the consequences for Bokuto would be much more trouble than it was worth.

It was around five pm when the doorbell rang. Bokuto sprinted up from his spot on the couch and answered it. He swung the door open and on the other end, was a slightly sweaty Akaashi wearing exercise clothes, unlike his usual dark academia attire.

“Agaashi? You’re not pizza.” Bokuto cocked his head to the side.

“Sorry I’m not who you were expecting,” Akaashi apologized. “May I come in? I just...” he trailed off. “I just really need to figure this out and get everything out of my head.”

Fukorodani’s former ace was about to let him in, be there for his best friend, but he paused when he remembered that inside the apartment was you, Akaashi’s problem. Bo leaned his hand against the door frame. “No you may not.”

Akaashi wrinkled an eyebrow up. “And why is that?”

Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, Bokuto answered, “because my place is a mess.”

“When has that ever stopped you from inviting me into your apartment?”

Leave it to you to be caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. This seemed to be happening more and more frequently. “Bo, is that the pizza?” you called from the kitchen. Stepping out towards the front door, your face fell as soon as you saw exactly who it was at the front door.

Akaashi’s face turned into that of pure disgust. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

At those six measly words strung into one of the most simple sentences, your heart ripped in half. You felt like you could cry. As full of rage as he was, looking at you like you were the trashiest piece of filth he had ever seen, you still wanted to find the man you fell in love with underneath. You still wanted to find the person who would give you shoulder rubs after a hard day of work, the person who read to you as you’d rest your head in his lap and never want to get up. As you looked into his eyes, all you could see was disgust and pure hatred. The love that once clouded his irises wasn’t anywhere to be found.

“Agaashi, wait,” Bokuto started. “I can explain.”

“How the hell can you explain this?” he scoffed. “After everything I’ve vented to you, every hardship I’ve had this week, you’re sleeping with her?”

The pounding heartbeat you could hear in your ears was replaced by an evergoing ringing that’s volume increased with each passing second. He thought... he thought you and Bokuto were sleeping together? You tried to find your voice but couldn’t.

“That’s not what’s happening,” Bokuto said, a sad sense of worry engulfing his voice. “She’s just staying on my couch because she has nowhere to go.”

“And why would you even bother hearing her out?”

You didn’t think your heart would be able to crack even more than it already had. You wanted to stand up for yourself, stand up for Bokuto who was about to lose his best friend in the world all because of you, but your voice caught in your throat every time you would part your lips to speak.

“I can’t believe this.” Akaashi turned around to walk away and it was at that moment that you realized that everything was over. No more shoulder rubs after work, no more laying on his lap as he read to you. You were through, and there was nothing you could do to stop him from walking away.

Falling to your knees, hitting the hardwood floors and not even caring about the bruises that would appear in the next day or two, you let out a sob. As loud as a child throwing a tantrum in the candy aisle of a grocery store, you sobbed and wept as it all began to sink in. You had just lost the love of your life.

You didn’t realize it, as your eyes were clouded over with a thick layer of salty tears, but Akaashi stopped at hearing your wails. A chill ran up his spine at such an ungodly and painful sound. You were broken and even though he was hurting just as much as you were, a little part of him wanted to help fix you.

Not much time had passed, not much time at all, before you felt gentle fingers brushing the tears out of your eyes. Looking up, Akaashi was towering over you. He gripped onto your arms and you braced onto him while standing up. You were surprised as he nodded at you, but you nodded back regardless. As he led you over to the couch, you held onto his ring finger, just in case he tried to go away.

Bokuto placed a hand on Akaashi’s shoulder after he stopped. Bokuto could read him as easily as Akaashi could read the books lining the walls in his apartment. “Please hear her out.” His voice was shaky. He couldn’t stand the thought of losing his best friend. “You don’t have to forgive her, but I don’t want to see either of you hurting anymore.”

Akaashi let out a strangled breath. Looking back at you crumpled into yourself on the floor, he realized that he didn’t want to see you hurting either. Your body was limp and you began coughing with each heavy sob you let out. Walking over to you, he wiped your tears away. At seeing your e/c eyes looking up at him, no matter how glassy they were with a fresh layer of tears, he felt lighter, like a piece of him that had been missing all week had finally returned.

He led you over to the couch and the both of you sat down. There was a great enough distance between you where you still felt the tension between you two, but it was much less suffocating than before.

Bokuto made you a pot of tea and set two cups in front of you. Akaashi reached for the pot and poured it into the cups. Then he waited, waited for you to do or say something, but you didn’t know what to say. You only looked down, picking at the dirt under your nails while waiting for him to speak up.

“Your tea’s getting cold.”

You nodded but made no move to drink it.

“Bokuto said that we should hear each other out.” He was looking down at his running shoes. “Would you like to go first?”

You swallowed and felt an ache in your dry yet tacky throat. “What do you think happened?”

He hesitated. “Well, I came home and I saw beer cans everywhere. I remembered you saying you had some friends coming over. And then, well.” He was clearly stalling. He didn’t want to say what you knew would come out of his mouth, and you couldn’t really blame him. “I heard laughing from the bedroom. So I walked in and saw you underneath Terushima.” That name felt like acid dripping off his tongue.

Of course the two of you knew each other, having gone to the same high school and being a part of the same volleyball club. It was a silly little get-together you planned, the last time you saw him, and you had even told Akaashi about it. You wanted to throw a little gathering for Misaki’s birthday. You had stayed in touch with your fellow senior manager all these years and wanted to do something special for her.

The get-together was at your shared apartment with Akaashi, who was out working late that night. Everyone was having fun drinking and catching up, and by the time it was late and almost everyone had left, Terushima was on his seventh drink of the night and could barely stand up on his own.

No one wanted to take him off your hands, especially since he would be such a pain to drag into a taxi, so you let him spend the night at yours. You left out a bucket for him just in case and made the couch up, finding a nice fluffy blanket for him to get comfy with.

But then he threw a fit. “No!” he whined in a slurred voice, spittle bubbling at the corners of his mouth. “Bed.”

“You can’t sleep in my bed, Teru. Where are me and Keiji supposed to sleep?” You left to grab him a glass of water and when you came back, he was gone. He had stumbled into your bedroom and had collapsed half on the bed, half on the floor. The fluffy blanket was still wrapped around him, making him look like a burrito.

He smiled as he hoisted himself up onto the bed. “Mmm,” he mumbled. “Bed.”

“Teru, you can’t sleep in here.” You tried to pull him off the mattress but he wouldn’t budge. Instead, he brought his hand out of the blanket burrito and reached out to pull him on top of you. You let out a yelp but couldn’t get up.

“Come cuddle.” His hand slithered down your back-side.

“Teru, let go.”

He rolled on top of you, trapping you between him and the mattress.

You couldn’t even let out another protest because you heard someone clearing their throat from the doorway. Akaashi stood there, dumbfounded and red-faced, not believing the sight in front of him.

“Oh thank god, Keiji, I–”

“Get out.”

You didn’t know what to say. “Baby, I–”

“Get the fuck out of my apartment.”

You had never heard Akaashi yell before, and you’re sure the neighbors who peaked their head out from their doors late at night had never heard him yell like that either. You sobbed, pleaded for him to hear you out all while Terushima snored in the background.

You’ve thought about that fight every day and night for the last week. Looking up at Akaashi now, you could still see the anger boiling inside of him.

“Is there a reason I found him on top of you?”

You let out a shaky breath and nodded. “I let my drunk friend stay the night and he took advantage of my kindness.”

He waited for you to continue.

“I was going to let him crash on the couch but when I turned my back he darted for the bedroom.” As you spoke, you could see the visible change in Akaashi’s stature.The way he sat loosened up as he was finally hearing the truth of what happened. You rubbed your tired eyes. “I tried to pull him off but he dragged me onto the bed with him.”

Akaashi felt sick. “He didn’t...” he trailed off, not able to get the words out. “He didn’t hurt you, did he?”

You shook your head. “No. I haven’t spoken to him since then so I don’t even know if he remembers what happened.” You could tell from the way he rubbed his fingers practically raw and the way he hunched over himself that Akaashi was getting anxious. What was going on through his head, you were unaware of, but you were sure it wasn’t sunshine and rainbows.

He cleared his throat. “I’m sorry.” He needed to take another moment to find the right words. “I’m sorry that that happened to you.”

You nodded and picked up your cup of almost luke-warm tea. Hearing him say that, even if he was shaking at hearing that news and trying his hardest to keep it together, you felt a slight calm wash over you. It wasn’t perfect, but the thoughts that trailed in and out of your head, the ringing in your ears every time you thought of what happened between you and him, you and Terushima, the hot pelts of water falling down on you from this morning. It was all going away.

“I am so sorry.”

You nodded.

“I am so, so, so, so sorry.”

You looked up at that moment and realized that hot streams of tears were quickly working down Akaashi’s face. “Keiji,” you said, and you paused, realizing that that was the first time in a while you had said his first name.

“I am so...” he couldn’t even get the rest of the sentence out as hot breaths and an oncoming panic attack overtook him.

You stood up and set your tea cup onto the coffee table. Half of the contents inside sloshed out but you didn’t care. You sat right beside him and put your arms around his shoulders. Your fingers worked through his hair, greasier than usual but still soft and fluffy.

He gripped onto your arm and it hurt a little, but you knew he didn’t mean for it to hurt you. If anything, he was making sure that you were really there, that you wouldn’t dematerialize any second.

“I...I–”

You squeezed him tight and shushed him the way you would shush a fussy baby who wouldn’t calm down. “I know. I know you didn’t mean to.”

And then there was silence. Only staggering breaths that Akaashi let out and the sound of you running your fingers through his hair. It was almost serene, the way the two of you just sat there listening to the little little sounds in Bokuto’s apartment.

“I had a rough day at work,” he broke the silence. “I know that isn’t an excuse, but I was just hoping that after hours of deadlines and papers piling on top of each other and my back hurting, I could come home to you.”

Your gut wrenched as you realized that’s probably why he assumed you and Bokuto were being intimate with one another when he saw you earlier. “But when you saw me underneath Terushima.”

He nodded. “And I know that’s no excuse. And I am sorry, truly sorry for ever doubting you or questioning your loyalty to me as your boyfriend.”

You kissed the top of his head and nuzzled your nose in his hair. “I know, and I forgive you.” It’s true that you were in pain for that whole week, not having the energy to eat, sleep or even stand up in the shower, and all you wanted to do was cry, but after seeing the pain and regret on Akaashi’s face, all you wanted to do was squeeze him and never let go.

Neither of you left the couch for the next hour. You just held onto each other, not caring that it was getting late or that you had to pee or that your faces were stained and blotchy with tears. You barely spoke, just listened to each other breathe up and down.

“Will you come back home?” Akaashi broke the silence.

You looked up at him from his chest where you had been laying. “Of course.” Stretching up to give him a peck on the lips, he smiled at you.

“You know, tomorrow’s Valentine’s day.”

You were aware of the holiday, of course, but in the last week you couldn’t help but look at the paper hearts and other decorations lining store fronts with disdain. “I do.”

He pulled you into his embrace, rubbing your shoulders with a warm hand. “It’s too late to get any restaurant reservations, but would pizza and a movie suffice?”

“I think it will.” You smiled into his chest and nuzzled against him. Finally, after a miserable week away, you’d be going back home.

#haikyuu akaashi #akaashi keiji #hq akaashi #aka #Akaashi Keiji x reader #haikyuu x reader #valentine's day #angst #bnha sanctuary

[smellycinnamonthundahfudge]

here we are, folks, mama's gonna write another one of these things so sit down and enjoy some post-hoco peter starts to fall for mj shits

sigh why do i even bother

Caught Stealing

Peter likes to think he's been doing pretty good at this whole superhero thing for quite a while now; saving people, giving directions, catching thieves. Things have been going pretty great.

But the one thief he didn't expect to show up on his radar was one that didn't even show up when he was in spidey-mode, oh no, this one showed up when he was regular ol' peter parker for crying out loud. Just one day at another one of these acadec meetings, Peter Parker saw MJ try to steal a glance at him while he was on a call with Happy, and his brain was left on buffer for the rest of the call, the meeting, and pretty much the entire week after.

"Hey, Ned, hav you ever seen MJ like... look at me?" Peter asks Ned in the cafeteria while MJ wasn't there yet (he's brave enough to go through flames with a broken leg to save Liz's supervillain dad but hell if he's brave enough to talk about a potential crush just mere feet near said crush).

"Yes," answered Ned without even looking, and just continued eating his tuna sandwich lunch.

"What!?" Peter exclaims slightly loudly making him take a look around him to see if anyone (MJ) might have noticed. To his relief, no one did what with all the conversations happening in the cafeteria and MJ still wasn't there. "When were you going to tell me?"

Ned swallows the bite he just took, "I thought you did know."

"Well, clearly I didn't. I've been pretty busy with ~something~ as you know."

"Pfftt yeah and you were also crushing pretty hard on Liz if I can also recall."

"Okay, okay fine whatever, we've already established I've been busy. I just- how long have you known? Or how long have you noticed it was going on?"

"You seriously haven't noticed?" Ned asks genuinely a bit shocked that Peter didn't know.

"Dude, I'm telling you I haven't-" Peter repeats for the nth time, frustrated he still doesn't know how long this has been going on. "How long?"

Ned lets out a chuckle of disbelief, "Pretty much since halfway through freshman year, bro. Wow, I can't believe you really haven't noticed. Some Peter-tingle you've got there."

Peter lets out a huff of frustration, "It doesn't work that way. And ugh can you please not call it the Peter-tingle? I already get enough of that from Aunt May."

Ned turns his hands up in defeat and just proceeds to continue eating his lunch again.

"I can't believe this, has it really been going on for that-"

"Hey, losers," MJ greets to their table, finally showing up to their usual spot.

"MJ!" Peter almost shouts from shock. Man, Ned might be right, his (ugh) Peter-tingle just wasn't working right now.

MJ snorts from Peter's reaction, "Yes, Peter, it is me, MJ, the girl who's been sitting next to you guys for the better part of a year now,' MJ mock explains. "You doing okay there, Pete?" MJ asks finally taking a seat.

"Yeah, yeah, just a bit jumpy, I guess..."

"Alright, whatever. What can't you believe has been going on for that long?"

"What?"

"When I got here, you were saying you can't believe it's been going on for that long. What has?"

Peter looks to Ned in a panic and he blurts out "Spiders!" in response, making Peter face palm himself on the table.

"Spiders?" MJ still asks, being what Ned said did nothing to explain anything.

"Yeah... Peter's had this really intense phobia of them ever since we went on that fieldtrip. He accidentally slipped in the bathroom this morning cause he saw a spider and he couldn't believe he still hasn't gotten over his phobia," Ned explains lies so casually, but by the end of it sighs and gives Peter a not really that subtle thumbs up.

Peter on the other hand is semi-frustrated over having to lie to MJ about TWO things in his life now and the fact that his best friend just made him seem like a scaredy cat that actually slips in the bathroom from seeing a spider. His frustration doesn't last though cause he's just waiting to see if MJ actually buys Ned's load of spider phobia bs.

"Oh, okay-" MJ thinks about how they were probably talking about spider-man things before she came but decides to just go along with their excuse and thinks about a possible cause of the phobia on the very highly unlikely (at least in her opinion) chance that Ned was actually telling the truth, remembering Peter's uncle dying just a few weeks after the fieldtrip and feeling bad for Pete so she offers up a solution or maybe just something to comfort him.

"You know, they say that to get rid of a phobia, exposure therapy works, so maybe it'll make you feel better to know that humans swallow up to like 10 spiders in an entire year," MJ jokes a bit awkwardly and pointedly that she just proceeded to eat her meal after finishing her sentence.

It makes Peter chuckle for a bit though so MJ releases that breath she didn't know she was holding and continues to avert her eyes to her meal and just continue eating.

"Wow, MJ yeah sure, nothing'll make me feel better like knowing there's probably like hundreds of tiny spiders inside me right now," Peter remarks sarcastically making MJ laugh as he fake shivers.

"Glad I could help," MJ winks and then averts her eyes again to get her book so she could read while eating, signalling she was ready for this convo to end (she wasn't going to be able to talk after what she can't believe she just did).

And Peter's kinda glad she does end it because holy sh- did, did MJ really just wink at him right now? Did that just happen?

Peter looks to Ned for confirmation who could only shrug in response being just as unsure about what to make of it as well.

Wondering what the hell just happened is the last thought circling inside Peter's brain while Ned just changes the subject to something else that didn't even register to Peter.

MJ may actually ACTUALLY like him, and Peter doesn't have a single clue what to do about it.

Nothing as it turns out, cause as the rest of the week passes without fanfare, it seems like Peter's finally regaining his sanity again as he thinks that maybe MJ looking at him was just MJ being MJ and he goes back to thinking of MJ as his friend and not the smart funny pretty girl who might have a crush on him, which she doesn't.

Until, yet again, Happy interrupts Peter at this week's acadec meeting and he steps outside to take the call.

"What, Happy? I told you I was busy during saturdays with acadec, what do you want?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know I was talking to Mr. Bigshot here. You know, I started on Stark Industries as a dri-"

And with that, Peter just proceeded to wince and hit himself with his phone, knowing he just made this phone call twice as long as what it probably would have been. He starts to just block out what Happy is saying and takes a peek at what he's missing at acadec.

Flash is asleep at the sidelines, must have been that party Peter saw he was having posted and streamed all over social media, it was so annoying. Ned, Cindy, Sally, and Abe were all on a roll tossing out answers back to back, Eddie was blanking and swearing the answer was at the tip of his tongue, and MJ as usual, was running the drills.

Yet again, Peter was thinking about how wonky his brain must have been to actually think that MJ, don't give an f what anyone thinks acadec team cap MJ, actually liked him.

But it seemed Peter must have been staring for too long because MJ noticed and glanced at him too, making Peter panic and immediately avert his eyes to a different direction, any direction at that. God, why was he this awkward?

But god help Peter Parker who must just be an awkwardness masochist because he couldn't help but just sneak a peek once again, only to see MJ was still looking at him and he must have had some ridiculous shocked expression on his face because the slightest grin started to appear on MJ's face and she looked away with almost- was that- A BLUSH?? a blushing expression on her face??? did that? she just? whattttt????

But before Peter could even get himself together, MJ looked back at him again only to grin over the fact Peter was still looking at her and roll her eyes over how ridiculous this wordless convo they were having across the room was, that she just snickered and gave a silent hi and subtle wave hidden from their team mates just below the podium.

Peter found himself grinning like an idiot too and could only give one awestruck wave which made MJ snicker and avert her eyes back to their team mates with a barely noticable flush on her face and a blink and you'll miss it, moment where MJ had to think about what she was saying before she and Peter began this cutely wordless reparte across the room.

MJ had to think about what she was going to say. Cool, suave, witty retorts and comebacks MJ seemed to have a moment of speechlessness.

okay.

And so as Peter could only hear a faint "Peter? Peter, are you still listening to me?" from his phone, he knew that he was absolutely, one hundred percent without a single doubt in his mind, truly, and utterly, fucked.

Maybe MJ wasn't the only one who had a crush.

heeyy yooeesss i missed writing mah anxious boi's pov yallssss. i miss writing for them in general huhu. also im probs gonna write a bunch more of these how they fell for each other fics cus i think this version of em/phase of their relationship is pretty underrated hehe

plus i still cant get over ffh pj disapproval so fine i'll just write the middle man fics myself then. it's just so easy to see how pete could fall for mj, i just cant

toot toot and i hope yalls enjoyed dis folks. it's good to be back. rlly missed em, ya know?

#spideychelle #<3 #peter parker #michelle jones #spideychelle is canon bitches #spideychelle is canon

[shownuxhyungwon]

N! Can you tell me about some things you love about Jooheon? (I know I probs could've just messaged you this but keeping the Jooheon Love private wouldn't have been very cash money y'know)

oh goodness… where to begin… i was thinking of making a numerical list but honestly… idk how long or short it’ll be so i’m sticking w bullet points lol…

• a recent thing i realized i really love about him is the fact that he trusts mbb enough to let us know about his struggles w his mental health as of late… super fucking brave of him and i respect him so much for sharing this information when he really didn’t owe us an explanation or post or anything bc it can such a private and touchy subject (x)

• (i know this is one of your fav things about him too so i must mention it!) i love that he doesn’t gaf about what ppl think and said hell yes to gay rights not once but TWICE on vlive he supports lgbt+ mbb and that right there is true love to know that someone you admire so much loves you entirely regardless of who you love it’s such a wonderful feeling thank you jooheon for accepting me wholeheartedly and so many other mbb in this world (x, x)

• i love his laugh! it can be wheezy it can be super fucking loud and extra sometimes its a simple “pfft” i love when he pauses and thinks about what was said and then laughs it’s so cute and sometimes he sounds like an old man also he sometimes covers his mouth w his hand when he laughs… extra cute… it’s such a beautiful sound if i’m being real… (x, x) 

• i love how loved his is by EVERYONE! he meets someone and right away you can just see the heart eyes forming bc… 1) he’s cute af 2) he’s cute af and 3) he’s cute as fuck (i can’t even link anything bc i would need an entirely diff post for this lmao)

• i love that he’s a cat person bc HELL YES CATS! he’s such a sweet and kind “cat dad” to yoshi and gucci loves them sooo sooooo soooooo much buys them a lot of toys and cute clothes and cares for them and has taken them to a FANSIGNING! that one mtv news interview where he called yoshi and gucci his daughters and he’s called them his babies before… it’s too cute i constantly go through my yoshi and gucci tag and have an amazing time (x)

• i honest to god love how dramatic he is and how he can get soooooo sulky and pouty over the simplest thing said or done or ignored and i gain like 3 years of life every time i see it happen i think it’s cute and if i was around that every single day i think i’d explode from love overdose more specifically i love that he talks in pout (x)

• i love his music i absolutely love every single record he’s put out i think his sound is so true to him and that’s kind of weird to say bc he does play around w sounds a lot but i think he has a v specific sound… idk how to make this make sense tbh but… stream dwtd mixtape? ongshimi? he has over 100 copyrighted songs so he’s one of the most copyrighted artists in sk which is… incredible… joohunnit onehunnit… i’m tying in his musical ability as well bc apart from being an incredible amazing wonderful composer and producer and lyricist he can also play multiple instruments!! he can play the drums, piano, and a bit of guitar and there’s prob so many other sides to him w music that we’ve yet to see and also he has such a beautiful singing voice! he once said if he wasn’t a rapper or a part of monsta x he’d be a singer and i believe that 100% and i think it’s great that he’s gotten to the opportunity to showcase himself and his voice more w their recent english tracks truly love that for him

• i love his be happy stay happy motto i consider him a huge inspiration in my life to continue moving forward fighting for what i want and believing in myself and in my moments of reflecting on my happiness i think about this message bc he cares about not just his happiness but of others as well for ex. the vlive he did w shownu after their we are here in ny show where they talk about how jooheon constantly asks him if he’s happy bc he genuinely cares about him and wants him to genuinely be happy he also cares about the happiness of mbb and says these things bc they’re good things that he wants us to hear he’s an immensely busy person and this takes a toll and i mean he’s a human fucking being it hurts to know he’s going through a rough time rn but it’s also great to know he’s taking time to find that happiness again and find himself as well and i hope his message is helping him out rn i also heard it live during the we are here in atlanta show i went to and p much bawled my eyes out bc he performs and makes music and loves music bc it makes him happy but also bc it makes mbb happy and that’s one of the many ways in which he shows and gives out love (33:44-38:24) (x)

• i love how he wears his heart on his sleeve 100% of the time you know exactly how he’s feeling what he’s thinking bc he doesn’t hide it! i don’t even have a specific moment tbh he’s just 100% himself 100% real and that right there is admirable af

• this list can really go on and on and on and on and on and… there are so many reasons to love lee jooheon but i think i’m gonna end it w my favorite thing about him which is a quality… actually… multiple words to describe him ig but ok! i love how hardworking and dedicated and perseverant he is he’s one of the type of ppl that when he sets his mind to something he will stop at nothing (not in a bad way) to get there he constantly works to improve himself even tho he’s already at such a god tier level it amazes me every. single. time. he does something even more incredible to showcase himself ex. 2019 mama intro (need i say more?) and 2019 sbs gayo daejeon where he was rapping AND drumming at the same time whilst being sick physically and mentally (during mama too) and STILL putting on one hell of a fucking performance also him changing his name more than once bc he believed it would bring him more luck to debuting which honestly? i think is valid and not to mention how HARD he worked to be chosen to become a part of monsta x the years of training and fighting and believing to do that! and guess what? he did it! he did that! his goals and dreams became his reality!

#pansyhorizon #a #EZRA!!!!! hi :) #thank you for asking this! #it took way longer than i thought it was to answer this but... #idk i really love this guy w my whole heart and then some #ig i should have put this under a read more but it's too late now whoops... #long post

[wheretogofrmhere]

I am genuinely asking so please don’t get upset. Isn’t his name big enough that even with no promo it should be in the top 100? It’s getting radio play? It’s on Spotify list? I no nothing about promo runs but seeing everyone say this time is different and none of the songs getting number one on iTunes worry’s me a little:( and all I see with his name blacklisted is Harry doing promo for his album and makes me confused.

he has an issue with name to music recognition. also...if the gp doesn’t know you’ve got a new song out.....how are they supposed to buy/stream it? lol only a select few are gonna hear it on the radio when it happens to come on when they happen to be listening. i’ve literally only heard it twice on two stations so far. that’s it. and unless they follow his sm, they’ve prob not heard much about it. tv is where it is heard and seen about most by the biggest audience and once he does that, he’ll be golden. ppl are too worried about chart placement at a time when it’s not necessary yet. he hasn’t done promo and that’s required to get it going. he’s not a taylor. or an adele or beyoncé. he can’t go off of name alone. it just isn’t feasible for him.

[doginshoe]

The Draconian Huntress V

Summary: In a time where there is an impending war to come, Lucy sets forth to find the draconian people in order to shift the tides against the demon King Zeref that threatens to take over Fiore.

Link to ff.net here

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The young archer sucked in a breath - her heart beating in her chest a mile a minute as she stared at all four heads of the monster before her, all of them staring right back at her as the Lion gave a roar that deafened those around her and had them falling to their knees, Wendy screaming for her as they fell. Lucy winced as she tried to stay upright, her ears ringing even as the animalistic cry echoed in the distance. She watched as the hoofs of the beasts hind legs kicked at the dirt, knocking at the tree and cracking its trunk. It was ready to charge.

Lucy pulled her wrists apart, snapping her bindings that had been cut and weakened from her tedious work with the stone. She made a run to the front. The Goblins screeched as they tried to retreat, dropping Gray as he shouted and struggled to escape. They scampered around, quickly trying to gather valuables that included the unique draconic bow and glimmering set of gold arrows. She shouted before tackling them to the ground, the dirt and rocks scuffing her skin. The Goblin writhed as it snarled at her, but it was over too soon as she landed a swift blow to the head before she quickly crawled for their equipment that was now scattered on the ground.

When the bow was finally back in her grasp Lucy felt at home. Her hands fell into the natural firing position of a skilled warrior as she knocked an arrow, her muscles working as she pulled back the taut string and her eyes fell onto the beast as it begun to bound its way toward her. The ground shook and she could hear her friends scream and shout as Wendy desperately tried to free Gray, even with her own bound hands. However, Lucy ignored them as she held herself steady and breathed, her draw hand pulling back even further with two more arrows in her grasp. She concentrated her magic as it built up in the bow, the shine coming off the intricate weapon the only sign of change. The beast stormed forward, heads snapping and growling as it tore through the forest, and then Lucy fired.

All three arrows were flying through the air as she sent them one after the other in quick succession. When each arrow collided with their target an explosion of light zapped in the air from nothing, the large creature tumbling as it staggered and crashed into the ground. The young archered wasted no time, she hoisted her arrows and bow onto her back before rushing off to her comrades. In a quick haste she was cutting through the vines tying Gray's arms and feet.

"As soon as these are off we have to run, okay?" she spoke as she turned to Wendy who sniffled as she tried to hold back treacherous tears that spilled down her cheeks from the fear that had her hands shaking as Lucy tried to cut through her bindings. When they had finally come loose the young woman held her hands in her own, the rubbing from the vine having chaffed the girls wrists.

"Listen, Wendy, you're going to have to fun ahead of Gray and I." Wendy opened her mouth to cry out in protest but Lucy shook her head. "We'll try our best to slow it down, but all that matters is that you get out of here safe. You're the one we need to get to Draconia. We can't beat that thing, you have to trust us and go on ahead no matter what."

The young girls shook her head, but Gray landed an arm on her shoulder. She looked up at the winter sprite as he smiled down at her.

"We're relying on you kid so get going. We've got this."

Wendy nodded softly before she got up from the ground, wiping her eyes roughly. She looked up at them with new determination set in her brown eyes, "I'll try and find help," she declared, "Be safe."

Without another word she raced off into the trees, the deep foliage masking her retreat and swallowing her whole. Lucy watched as she left before another roar tore through the forest, and she turned back to face the beast as it rose from the ground, shaking off its large body. It's skin was burnt from her lights explosion and a glinting arrow had pierced through one of the Goat heads eyes, blood pouring from the wound as the pupil glazed over milky white.

"You did quite a number on him, Lucy," Gray whistled as his eyes stayed trained on the creature. The young women only grunted in response before heading to move into the forest.

"I would start running if I were you," she called, "We've got to try and lose it."

Gray was quickly in front of her as he ran, "You don't have to tell me. That things going to destroy us."

Lucy could only nod as they ducked and dived through the forest. The vibrations the tell tale sign it was on the move behind them. It trampled over bushes and pushed trees to the side as it chased the two travellers. The blonde could barely keep her footing as it gained on them.

"Gray," she shouted as she whipped her head to glance back, "Ice!"

The winter sprite didn't have to be told twice as he quickly created a lance in his arm, skidding to the side only momentarily to throw it, before settling back into a sprint beside Lucy. The creature skidded to a halt as the ice burst and froze over its front leg, sealing it to the ground. However, it was already escaping and cracking the ice through pure strength as it struggle. The burst of flames that it sent from the serpent's mouth being the last break as it freed itself.

Lucy was quick to act as she held another two arrows in her draw hand and fired them off in the creatures direction. The arrows exploding at its feet and sent it tumbling down into the small divot the blast created.

"Again Gray! Now, freeze it!"

"I can't!" he shouted as he made a complete stop and shot ice arrows through his own perfectly crafted bow. "It's just not cold enough here for my magic to be strong enough."

He set back into a run, catching up to the blonde as she fired another arrow at the beast. The serpent head shot fire after them as the lion head as its cry thundered through the air. The ice that was slowly creeping along its body was once again cracking as it pulled itself up, once again bounding after Lucy and Gray. The three heads of the front all giving off their own cries.

The archer was in panic, her amount of arrows was becoming few and Gray couldn't produce anything large enough to trap it more than a few seconds. To make matters more grim the beast seemed to be enraged and was relentless in its hunt. Her breathing was becoming more laboured as she tried to run from the beast. It was impossible if this had kept up. The terrain was slowing them down, if one of them tripped there wouldn't be time for them to be saved. Even with this pace they were too slow. It would be the end.

Lucy grit her teeth and sent another volley of arrows at the three heads of the beast. It screeched and cried from the burst of light as the heat from them burnt it's skin and blinded it. Quickly turning back and running as fast as her legs could carry her as they came across damper foliage. The dirt becoming muddy and being dangerous case of slipping, or sinking. Lucy could only hope as she kept sprinting with Gray, his face reflecting her nerves, that such a thing wouldn't happen.

Though it was false luck as Lucy's foot sunk into the mud. It was only ankle deep but the sudden change caused the blonde to crash into the ground. Her face slamming into the muck and covering her skin and hair. The dark slush maring her blonde locks into a dark and dirty heap as well as getting in her mouth when she fell.

"Lucy!"

"Get down!"

Gray's voice was expecting as he screamed her name in sheer terror, but Wendy's cry afterwards had left her confused. Though the blonde didn't get to contemplate as a torpedo of steaming water was sent over her head and scolded the large animal that was only a few feet behind her. She snapped her head up quickly and a large smile spread over her face as a figure stood above a flowing stream. Her form was human up to the waist, however, from her waist down she was only a body of water, the liquid seeming frozen in time as it circled around her. Her blue eyes were set in a fierce scowl as she stared down at the creature as it struggled to its feet - the flesh now an angry red from the boiling water that had been sent at it.

"Fiend! How dare you chase down Gray!"

Lucy could barely resist to roll her eyes at the Guardian even under their circumstances. She had been right to bring Gray along with her since wherever trouble followed him, Juvia seemed to always be able to pull herself to his aid.

Lucy quickly scrambled to up as she limped slightly to her friends, Gray quickly coming to her side in order to support the ankle that she was hesitant to put weight on.

"Where did she come from?" Gray asked incredulously as they approached a concerned Wendy.

"Her beloved prince was in danger? You expect her to not come forth and save you?"

Gray scoffed, "Shut it, Lucy. Forget I asked."

Lucy could only snicker as she stopped beside Wendy. The diplomat looked exhausted, but there wasn't a scratch on her. The archer smiled at her as she noticed her staring at her ankle that ached from the abrupt stop. It was the least of her worries, however, as she could feel the mud dripping down her skin. Disgusting.

"I'm fine, Wendy," she hummed, "It's not twisted."

She nodded before bringing her eyes back up to the pair of her friends infront of her. Their moment was short lasted though as the large beast growled in the distance. All of them turned towards the three heads. Lucy drew her bow as it stared them all down, snarling. It approached slowly as it did. It knew that the blood hunt was over. It was now time to make the kill.

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Woo, whipping this out fast since I probs can’t get anything new out till another 3 weeks so enjoy!

#The Draconian Huntress #fairy tail #lucy heartfilia #fairytail #ft fanfic #ft fanfiction #fairy tail fanfiction #gray fullbuster #wendy marvell #doginshoe #my writing #Draconian Huntress #fanfic #multific #fantasy #fairy tail fanfic #fairytail fanfic

[cinnaminsvga]

How do you think the characters in each of your AUs would like each other? So like tlhc!Jin and igwt!Jin and looh!Jin's reactions to each other, but also with the other people too. How would they react to themselves and each other? Who would team up, who would slap themselves, that kinda thing, if it makes sense.

this took me forever to answer because i wanted to give a substantial response to what i think is an interesting question!! this is so fun omg!!

there are quite a number of characters to go through, so the comparison will be under the cut for anyone interested in knowing about my stupid little aus!!

seokjin

ooph. well, we already know that in all my aus, i’d say all my seokjins are AT LEAST slightly deranged. like, even if you’d make the argument that igwt!jin was a bit more on the “practical” side, he’s still got his major cuckoo moments. but, i can SAFELY say that igwt!jin would be terrified of both looh!jin and tlhc!jin. hell, he’d probably arrest looh!jin for corruption or something. plus, he’d get triggered because looh!jin is uncannily like igwt!jimin, so that’s a definite no-no from him. also i feel like tlhc!jin would not like looh!jin either, and vice versa. tlhc!jin is much more… moral? i guess? and he genuinely cares for his friends, so that’s a plus. he’d probably beat up looh!jin, if i’m being honest.

in short: they’d all hate each other, mostly because they’d be mad that they’d have to share the spotlight or something LMAO

yoongi

oh boy. my sad, sad boys. all my yoongis have three defining traits: sad, gay, and addicted to churros. it be like that, i guess. i feel like tlhc!yoongi and igwt!yoongi would get along the best, seeing as how they’ve gone through some trials in the love department and have come out stronger and happier (?) as a result. as for looh!yoongi… well. for reasons i can’t reveal as of now, the two other yoongis would probably be… less keen with him. tlhc!yoongi would probably hate looh!yoongi, even. 

in short: i love my sad boys who have had their hearts broken once or twice. all of them probably hate me. but it’s fine, i love them very very much.

hoseok

HOOOOO SHIT. where do i even begin? well, for starters, igwt!hoseok would kick the SHIT out of tlhc!hoseok, no questions asked. damn, tlhc!hoseok would literally be dead in a ditch right now if the two of them met. looh!hoseok would probably just stand in a corner, watching and trying not to get in trouble. for that reason, i think igwt!hoseok and looh!hoseok wouldn’t get along either. igwt!hoseok is fun, charismatic, a risk taker, kinda weird but his heart is in the right place. looh!hoseok… pretty much the opposite. he’s calculating, that one. tlhc!hoseok wouldn’t like him though, even though they’re both on the “bad” side.

in short: igwt!hoseok is a gift to humanity and looh/tlhc!hoseoks can fucking rot. 

namjoon

we all know how tlhc/igwt!namjoons are like. the sweetest boys. i feel like they would get along very well, since they can relate to each other as they are both surrounded by their insane group of friends. i doubt they’d have the courage to confront looh!namjoon though, but they would both definitely try to give him a Firm Dad Talk™ which probably won’t work, if i’m being honest. looh!namjoon is probably busy drooling at the amount of vmins from the other aus, so he won’t be paying attention to his other au counterparts, that’s for sure.

in short: it’s a disaster. don’t let looh!namjoon escape the looh universe at any cost. 

jimin

do i even have to say it? like seokjin, all my jimins are kinda… chaotic. scratch that, they are VERY chaotic, all in their own ways. igwt!jimin would think both tlhc!jimin and looh!jimin are pussies though, ESPECIALLY looh!jimin. he’d probably chloroform him, tie him up, and beat the SHIT out of him until he stops being a whiny baby. tlhc!jimin is probably there, filming the whole thing for clout. 

in short: don’t let the jimins from any of my aus meet under ANY circumstance. that’s just a bad idea waiting to happen.

taehyung

tlhc!tae and looh!tae hate each other. end of story. although, my sweet baby tlhc!tae would probably be too sweet to show his hatred towards looh!tae, so he’d try to be civil, but fucking mcsnake over here would probably hack his twitter account and post incriminating tweets to ruin his rep. igwt!tae… he’s just… you know… he’s just trying to live my dude. probs would be bros with both of them, because he has no sense of danger and just wants to eat his eggs. they all eat egg sandwiches for breakfast, too.

in short: catch tlhc!tae and looh!tae stream their first boxing match on youtube on december 13th… stay tuned…

jungkook

MY FUCKING BABIES… NONE OF MY JKS ARE EVER BAD PEOPLE THEY JUST WANT TO HELP EVERYONE :’( tlhc/igwt!jk would DEFINITELy baby looh!jk the most because he’s going through a tough time right now… but they all went through such shitty storylines that they’d probably all hug each other,,, then when they’re happier, they’ll all go to the nearby maid cafe and compare their weeb swords with each other,,, SUCH SWEET BOYS WHO HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON THEIR SIDE

in short: best bunch of boys. puppers. all of them are TOO in love with their respective s/o’s. hearts of golds and brains of meme.

oc

tlhc/looh!y/n are terrified of igwt!y/n, but are any of us surprised? she’d probably scare the fuck out of them, but once they get to know her, then maybe… nah, this bitch is fucking crazy. but she means well. i can see tlhc!y/n and looh!y/n becoming really close, maybe even best friends. i’d love to make a crossover fic with the both of them? like, idk how that’d work but… yeah. i like their dynamic. igwt!y/n will make a cameo somewhere in there, probably inhaling ten churros in one go.

in short: my children. i love them. 

#UGH THIS WAS LONG BUT VERY FUN TO ANSWER #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS #IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO ANSWER BUT I HOPE THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED!! #runningtospringday #answered #best

[holduplemmethink]

about a girl

so i been single for like what 5? years now. maybe 4.  either way lots of fun u know.. being a fccboi and shit. yah great.  met lots of new people made lots of new friends. met some girls that were going Through some shit, met some who were just wanting to have fun, met some who were happy, met some who were dating and seemingly out of reach(?) like i wouldnt even look at them the same way i look at girls who are at the club or something.  pretty much just treat them as a complete friend.  pretty much befriending the Couple as opposed to the individual girl.

and then one of those girls becomes single... and then all of a sudden i become shy LOL. it feels so different.  this isnt like the ‘oh shit what am i gunna say to that girl who im making eye contact with at the club’ kind of shy. this is like some innocent fucking 1st grade crush type of shy.  i legit dont think ive felt this crush feeling since like the 1st grade.  LOLsocute.

so yeah i just need to log how im feeling right now cuz its pretty different for sure.  like definitely the heart ache thing right? theres some sort of like.. caving-in? type feeling going on. like ur longing for something/one i guess.  and like the emotions are inSane rn.  theres an insane mix of anger, angst, longing, sadness, regret(or more like wondering if somethign happened or i shoulda done something or if i missed somethign), definitely some confusion.  definitely a Lot of energy LOL but its like uncontrolled chaotic energy that i cant always focus.  normally when i feel emotional about whatever, ill be able to Focus that energy into being productive.  so if im panicking about something ill Focus my energy into solving the issue or whatever. but rn its like.. what can i even do yo.  if i keep pushing the topic thats Verybad.  i think i legit just have to chill..... but how the F am i supposed to do that when i keep thinking about this girl yo LOLdamn.  

like before i started feeling this way i would what. watch twitch streams of random chicks, maybe insta, watch some shows or somethign i dunno. but now like i dont want Any of that. wow. im going fucking crazy yo. i am definteely thinkin gab this girl.. way too much.. like this sunday? for our double header in flag football? holy shit im going to absolutely deMolish some mother fuckers.  what else am i gunna do with all this energy? f.

and like theres even another girl who i met like once or twice before and i think i promised her i would meet up with her this week but like. is it even fair to her? i def should let her know what my situation is i guess.... hm.... am i.... that girl to this girl...? LOL... i Really hope not. cuz if i find out that theres another guy (which is Definitely possible.  this girl is a Catch yo.) id be prrrrrrtty f bummed out.  yikes. if i hear that news... hm.. i dunno whats gunna happen to me and how imma act.

i mean what else could i have expected. she Just recently broke up w a guy who was very srs and almost married and then what comes this dude (me).  just Some Guy.  interesting this is--- i dunno if anything changes.

oh wow i need to provide some backstory LOL.  took a girl out on 1 date. met up at a party night after. she sends Long text. ab how like she just broke up w srs relationship prob wants to be w herself or like meet other guys (i think?)... hm...

what. am i supposed to do yo.  like what other outcome even was there?  the Day i saw her for our date i could already see on her face that she was like sorta unsure about if she even wanted to be there. like ive seen girls who were looking Forward to the date and how they look when they see me.  that was Not the look on this girls face LOL. i mean we still had a good time and stuff but it definitely wasnt like any of the dates i took girls out who i Knew we were both uh... whats the best way to say this.... we both knew we were both interested in each other and uh.. yeah.  i definitely had to be more careful w this girl just cuz we had mutual friends so LOL theres no f way im doing the same shit i am doing to other girls with this close friend group girl.

i guess i sorta do regret (only a little) not asking more about her dating preferences cuz that helps me understand where her mind is at. but i was also sorta confused i guess.  wasnt exactly sure how i even felt about her. so that first date was sorta more for me to figure my shit out.  i guess i was really hoping there would be a second date so that i could figure out how She felt... but now maybe there wont be a chance. at least not for a while.  unless its like we just meeting up as friends but.... i dunno i wonder if she would be down for that hm.

i def need to find a way to figure out if she actually is not interested at all anymore. cuz if thats the case then aite gg. but if thats not the case then hm....

FFFFFFF. fun stuff.

[neruran]

How to Be a Matchmaker Dragon

A/N: This was inspired by the combo of this little comic by @saisai-chan​ and the news that in the third light novel Kirishima has been confirmed to be the dragon Bakugou’s riding in the fantasy AU ending. While I do like KiriBaku, I also ship Kacchako and I adore the idea of Kirishima helping his emotionally constipated bro out. And of course, since Kirishima’s a half-dragon and can fly, he’s Bakugou’s wing-man. Pun very much intended. Sorry not sorry.

Anyway, please reblog, comment, and/or leave a kudos if you enjoy this!

(Read on AO3)

“Cosmic Meteor Strike!”

Eijirou watched in awe as giant rocks came shooting from the sky, crashing down on the demons Ochako had been fighting. He’d always felt an instinctive sense of respect and fear towards magi for the feats their magic could perform, but Ochako was a whole other level even if she humbly insisted she was still learning. Powerful as she was though, he didn't feel uneasy around her like he did with other mages thanks to her kind and open spirit, and he was certainly glad to have her as a companion and friend.

Of course, he knew he wasn’t the only one who was glad. He glanced beside him where his friend (technically master, but Eijirou felt they’d travelled and fought together long enough that their relationship was more familiar than master-servant) Katsuki also stood watching the magical onslaught in amazement, cape blowing behind him in the wind kicked up by the impacts. Then again, Eijirou could tell that the levels at which the two of them appreciated Ochako’s company were not quite the same. Katsuki may call him a carefree idiot a lot, but Eijirou was not a complete idiot and he liked to think he knew Katsuki pretty well. Katsuki very evidently felt some inkling that went beyond mere admiration and respect for Ochako, because his expressions and body language around her were rather different if you knew what to look for.

Eijirou was happy for him, honestly; his friend wasn’t exactly the most social person, preferring to fight anyone to prove he was strongest in all the land and claiming things like friendship and romance were a waste of his time and effort, but Eijirou knew no person is an island-- wait, island didn’t seem right, because there were plenty islands that were rather populated and fun and easy to get to, like that one he flew to once that had this really delicious meat dish--

He was getting sidetracked.

Anyway, point was, he knew deep down Katsuki was perfectly capable of ordinary human feelings even if he denied them to the heavens and underworld and back, he was just very, very bad at processing them. Eijirou understood that, and was sure Katsuki had his reasons for being that way, but it didn’t mean he had to stay that way. People said it got lonely at the top; Eijirou thought that it only felt lonely if you let it feel lonely, and he certainly wasn’t going to let that happen to Katsuki. Ochako would be good for him; she was gentle but also challenged him, made him think twice both in combat and conversation with her spells and surprising quips, called him out when he was going too far and empathized with him when he was upset. Their group had only been travelling together a short time compared to how long Katsuki and Eijirou had been companions, and already she seemed to understand him on much the same level Eijirou did, if not moreso. He also thought Katsuki would be good for her, pushing her with earnest respect while also being a strong, solid shoulder for her to lean on when she’d had enough (figuratively and literally; Eijirou knew those muscles of his were not just for show), fiercely loyal and protective when it counted, and not to mention funny once you saw past his bluster.

Problem was, Katsuki was Katsuki, and he obviously wasn’t going to get anywhere on his own. He needed a little push in the right direction. So with a sly grin, Eijirou leaned down and nudged his friend to get his attention, glanced to Ochako pointedly once Katsuki’s gaze had turned to him, then looked back to meet Katsuki’s eye, his brow arched in teasing suggestion. He snickered as Katsuki went red with the realization he’d been caught staring, the warrior huffing and turning away put on a hasty cloak of aloofness, but Eijirou knew him too well.

Too caught up in their wordless exchange, neither of them took notice of the debris that began to rain down after being launched into the air by the impact of the meteors. It started with dust and small pebbles, but soon larger rocks the size of a person’s fist clattered around them, and not a moment later Eijirou’s snickering cut off with a yelp when a larger stone hit him right on the top of his snout. It certainly smarted, especially since he hadn’t been expecting it and therefore had no chance to activate his inborn magic to make his scales harder, but he’d had worse. But, it did give him opportunity, or more importantly, Katsuki opportunity. So he played up the injury, letting out a whine and collapsing, forcing tears to well in his eyes.

Katsuki, unsurprisingly, kicked up a fit.

“What the fuck?!” he roared at Eijirou. “I can’t believe this! You’re a dragon, you wimp, you can take a puny hit like that!”

Just as Eijirou expected, Ochako passed by not a moment later on her way to reconvene with the rest of the group, pausing when Katsuki’s yelling caught her attention.

“Ah!” her exclamation caught both their attentions, the two of them turning to her as she rushed over, frantically apologetic. “I’m so sorry, Eijirou! I didn’t mean for you to get hurt!”

Katsuki, ever quick to use anger to disguise some other unwanted emotion (Eijirou guessed this time was the fact Ochako’s sudden approach made him flustered), immediately turned his ire on her. “Y-You!” he snapped with an accusatory finger pointed, cheeks flushing in what he’d probably later claim to be anger. “Stay away you fucking witch-- and watch where you’re aiming!!”

Ochako barely acknowledged him, walking up to Eijirou with single-minded determination.

“Take some responsi-- Oi! Are you even listening?!”

She evidently was not, interrupting Katsuki’s ranting to call out “Healing spell!”, lifting her staff into the air.

“Stop ignor--...” Katsuki trailed off as Ochako began to murmur words that he and Eijirou knew to be the language of spells but neither had any understanding of, watching in stunned silence as she shut her eyes in concentration and lifted her staff higher.

The bulbous tip where her magic concentrated began to glow with a soft warm light, and the boys stared in amazement as the bruise on Eijirou’s snout faded then disappeared altogether. Healing magic was always a sight to behold, and it was an infamously difficult magic to learn, so Ochako’s precision and speed was definitely something of note. Cautiously Eijirou reached a talon up to poke at the spot where it had been, lighting up when not even the slightest ache remained, and turned to Katsuki with a proud and happy smile. “Look at what she can do! She’s so impressive!” he thought, silently willing Katsuki to understand him and do something about it.

Ochako lowered her staff again as the spell finished, looking notably more weary than she had when it had started. She smiled tiredly upon seeing Eijirou healed, then began to stagger where she stood. The two boys jolted as she started to tilt forward, and Eijirou went to stick his nose out to catch her, but she caught herself with her staff before he could.

“Holy shit! You- You’re about to pass out!” Bakugou yelled, anger poorly disguising his worry.

“Hahh…” Ochako sighed, smile going wry with her fatigue. “Guess I pushed myself too far with those last two spells…”

Eijirou suddenly felt bad; if he had known that her meteor spell had taken so much out of her, he wouldn’t have played up his injury so much to have her think it warranted a healing spell. Magic exhaustion was dangerous, and he hated the idea of putting one of his friends in danger just for the sake of playing matchmaker. He crooned in concern and apology, but the noise was quickly drowned out when Katsuki started to yell again.

“Then fucking rest, you dumbass!” he roared (honestly, sometimes Eijirou had to wonder if he was the real dragon between the two of them). Then, to Eijirou’s surprise, he suddenly calmed, cheeks pinking as he glanced away bashfully, voice dropping to a mutter. “And...thanks. For healing him.”

Oh-ho, so maybe Eijirou didn’t need to help that much after all. Still, a little...extra push wouldn’t hurt.

“Haha, it was no prob--”

With Katsuki distracted and Ochako too tired to notice, Eijirou snuck his tail behind the mage and - gently enough to avoid hurting anyone but forcefully enough to knock her forward - shoved her right into Katsuki, startling both the humans so they tumbled over, Ochako on top of Katsuki. Eijirou snickered as Katsuki let out an impressive stream of profanity that was only half-intelligible in his sputtering rage, then smirked smugly as he left his tail draped over them, weighing the pair down so neither were able to get up. His amusement and pride only grew as Katsuki seemed to realize just what Eijirou had done, his face going nearly as red as Eijirou’s scales.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR, YOU--!” he started to snarl, but a groan from Ochako cut him short, making him look down in surprise. It seemed she’d truly reached her limit, and promptly passed out with her head pillowed on Katsuki’s chest. She really didn’t look well so disturbing her probably wouldn’t have been the best idea, and Katsuki appeared to realize this because he let out a sharp hiss between his teeth and reluctantly relaxed back, the glare on his face entirely ruined by the faint blush on his cheeks. “Fine. But when she wakes up, you move.”

Eijirou merely grinned in response, all too happy to agree. He made a point to turn away to give the two some semblance of privacy, flopping down to have a nap himself, kicking up a small breeze that managed to take Ochako’s hat off; he quickly caught it with the end of his tail so it wouldn’t get lost. If he happened notice Katsuki’s hand drift up to softly comb through Ochako’s hat-mussed hair, he would pretend he hadn’t and not tease him for it later.

Maybe.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #kacchako #kirishima eijirou #katsuki bakugou #uraraka ochako #mha fantasy au #dragon!kirishima #nerufic #kirishima just wants his friend to be happy

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[IF] Wonwoo were... a long-time friend?

|| MASTERLIST || 

Series: [IF] The Series

Sub: Long-time friend

Member: Jeon Wonwoo (Seventeen)

Rating: G

Theme: Long-time friends, or so you thought. You decided to not tell him you’ve begin bartending. What happens when he found out?

Ola oh my god it’s been quite a while >.< Things have been completely hectic for me. I just finished my exams but then I had to pack things cuz we’re moving!! Yeah so I barely had time to write. Probs gonna properly start writing once we’re settled in our new house. Anyway, I feel guilty for not updating in so long so here’s a Wonwoo scenario in the meantime, hehe cuz I just can’t resist the guy >.< (BTW Gif’s not mine!)

You didn’t know how exactly the two of you got to this. You, who was always the rational one, someone who rarely lost her cool. You just thought that there was no better way than this to shut him up from his useless babbles, because it was really going nowhere. And you knew better that he was just jealous, although he would never admit it.

It all started when he found out you’ve been working at a bar.

You were not someone who enjoy drinking, but you do find joy in making them. And you, blessed with light hands, had unintentionally master the art of liquor making. So when you decided to enter the competition hoping to win some cash, you ended up being scouted to that bar.

At first you were a bit reluctant because it was still a job affiliated to the night life and you were far from comfortable with that. But then you thought so what? The pay was good, the manager was super understanding, and it matched your schedule. So you didn’t really have anything big against working there.

That one particular night a group of friends came over to the bar. You had been doing your usual, bartending, occasionally lolling your head to the gentle notes of the saxophone. That is until you heard Wonwoo’s voice from across the bar, and when you looked over, he was within that group of friends. Before you realise it, he’s been staring at you more intense than ever, quietly sipping his drink as he watched several of his friends hitting on you.

You knew that look he gave you; a look of wanting an explanation. But you simply shrugged it off. After all, the two of you were not in a relationship where you had to tell him everything.  

You stretched your arms after zipping your jacket close. It was near 4 in the morning and you had just finished your shift.

“I thought you hated the night life, didn’t expect you to work there.” 

You jumped out of surprise. He was the last person you thought would be there when you head home. 

“What are you doing here?” you asked, looking at him sideways as you rub the palm of your hands together.

“Can’t you see? I’m walking you home.” 

He then took your hand, interlocking his fingers with yours before putting it inside the warm pocket of his jacket. He always knew you hated the cold.

And this made you feel a bit guilty.

Wonwoo was always gentle with girls, you included. For sure he must’ve felt obligated to care for you even more because you were his long-time friend.

You chuckled. “You know you don’t have to walk me home. I’m a biggie, I can take care of myself, Jeon Wonwoo,” you declared proudly, pinching his nose in the process.

Only to trip over your own shoe lace a second later. 

Wonwoo swiftly grabbing you by your arm. “Oh yeah? Ms ‘I’m a biggie I can take care of myself’?” He scoffed before lowering himself to level his hands with your shoes.

Quietly, like always, he’d do things for you, things that never fail to send your hopes up. You knew you weren’t supposed to feel anything, especially knowing he must’ve had a significant other waiting for him somewhere.

But then again you couldn’t help it. They say love grows with time, hell those words couldn’t prove better. 

10 years. That’s how long you’ve known him, and that’s how long you’ve been crushing on him. It was just so incomprehensible. You couldn’t get him out of your mind no matter how hard you tried, no matter how many times you’ve seen for yourself Jeon Wonwoo making out with another girl, smiling with his hand on her waist, looking as happy as ever.

Yeah, you were just his friend, and you were probably going to stay that way. So before you end up in an unwanted drama, you knew better to stay within your lane. That was also why you decided to stay silent about your recent life, including working in that bar.

“Do you really have to work there?” His deep voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “I get that the pay is good, but,” he got up after making sure your shoes were tied properly, “what are you gonna do if I’m not here to pick you up?”

Again. How many times have you wished he’d stop these kind gestures, these kind words. So you ruffled his hair, ignoring the usual tinge in your chest every time he said something like this. 

“I told you, I can take care of myself.”

It was still a place where people get drunk for all they care. And tonight, you just had to face the most annoying of the kind; the one who hit on you repeatedly, even after you’ve dismissed them politely.

Now this guy his friends called ‘Mingyu’ had been going on an unending stream of pickup lines with you. And now he’s moved even closer to you. From the smell of his breath you could tell he was drunk. Well, for someone bulky he couldn’t really hold his liquor.

And as usual, you just scoffed at him, giving him the ‘whatever’ look, while unintentionally dismissing him off in a rather sexy manner. But of course you didn’t realise that until he grabbed a hold of your thigh, yanking you unsteady. 

“What the—?!”

You almost snapped, but thank god the manager was a second earlier than you, and he told you to get a little rest. You muffled a little thank you before walking away to the back kitchen.

You sighed, bringing a couple of washed glasses in your hand. This was the first time a customer had hit you off bad. Of course you were used to being hit on, but it never got this far. That Mingyu guy, or whatever his name was, was quite persistent. 

You shook your head trying to forget what just happened.

Then suddenly, without warning, a pair of hand trapped your back on the wall of the hallway. And the strong, familiar, musky scent of his cologne came attacking your nose at once. 

You looked up and just as you thought, you found Wonwoo. His eyes were hooded as he looked at you fervently. You knew where this was going. You just didn’t think he’d actually come over to you when you briefly saw him by the door as that guy yank your thigh.

“Woo, if this is about me working here, then we’ve talked about it,” you did your best to put on a smile, ignoring the rather close distance. “I can take care of myself, alright? Now excuse me, I still have things to do.”

Wonwoo let out a heavy breath as he leaned closer to you. “Yeah? You call acting all sexy like that ‘taking care of yourself’? Did you see them getting all horny at you?”

You gave him a confused look. Whoa whoa, yes the drunk guy was doing something far from gentle to you, but it wasn’t much of Wonwoo’s business for him to get all sour like this.

“But I did take care of it–“

“–No! Your manager took care of that. If he wasn’t there god knows what they would do to you!” He ran a hand to his hair, throwing you a troubled look. And this was the first time you’ve seen him with that look.

“Speaking of which, that manager too. I know how he looked at you, that wasn’t how a superior would look at his subordinate. He’s definitely has his eyes on you too,” he continued. His eyes were yelling resentment, and his voice was becoming more exasperated.

You blinked once, then twice. At this point you didn’t know how to react. You wished he had a really good reason for suddenly snapping like this. Not the one that made your hope high in the air again, but a real, actual, good, explainable reason.

Realising you hadn’t been saying anything, he snapped again. “Hey – are you even listening to me? I want you to quit. No, no, no, I’ll make you quit. You have to quit. I’ll help you find a new job, I’m sure there are others that pay as good. There’s no way I’m letting you work at a place where lord knows how many guys might do things to you. That’s final. Are you listening?”

Your mouth hanging while your eyes fluttered in awe. That was the first time Jeon Wonwoo has ever spoken that long. You couldn’t make why he was getting so on edge about this. So without thinking, you blurted out something unexpected, looking at him straight in the eyes.

“Are you… jealous?”

And that caught him real good. His eyes widened in surprise and he immediately turned away. “Wh-what? Wh-where did you get that idea from?” He looked all flustered.

He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. “Listen, I’m just worried. And that’s normal. You’ve got too many guys lingering around you if you keep on working here, and I,” he fumbled about his lips as he made eye contact with you, biting it occasionally, the little gesture you knew he does whenever he’s nervous.

And you felt a smirk crawling upon your lips. “And you can’t stand it because you’re jealous.”

“No. I’m just w-worried.”

“You’re worried because you’re jealous.”

“Wh! No! It’s – it’s just – shit!” He threw his head away from you. And you felt your grin getting wider. 

The next thing you knew you’ve had your lips brushed his. Not innocently, like a tease, but hot, fiery, and passionate, leaving him standing there frozen, trying to process whatever just happened. 

And as soon as it got to him, he melted against your kiss. His hand rested below your ear, his thumb caressing your cheek as his breaths mingled. But as he reached in for more, you pulled back. Reality finally hit you.

“Oh my god – Woo – I-I’m so sorry!” you looked down, the face of his girl making out with him suddenly flashed about in your mind. And you felt not less guilty.

But unexpectedly, his hand drifted to your hip. He lifted your chin, eyes gazing back at your lips. “Don’t say sorry after making me like this…” his words faded as his lips reattached to yours.

Everything seemed so wrong yet so right. Forget reasons, your head couldn’t even begin to fathom how perfect his lips moulded into yours. Yes, you’ve seen him make out with other girls before, and you admit how much you wished it was you instead, and now having his lips actually latched onto your felt a thousand times better.

“H-hey,” you immediately called him as he began nuzzling your neck with delicate kisses. “S-stop. You have a girlfriend…” you shut your eyes, trying to not feel good upon his touches.

“What girlfriend…” he trailed off, still busy caressing your neck with his lips. “If you’re talking about Mia then chill, she’s nobody.” He smiled cheekily onto your neck. “Just because she kissed me doesn’t make her my girlfriend. Are you happy I’m not taken?” 

He chuckled at your puzzled expression. He ran a hand on his hair, as he peck your lips quickly.

“I didn’t realise you were this slow…” he poked your forehead. “I’ve been in love with you, why would I go out with someone else?”

Wait. What?

-END-

GAHH my writing has become so stiff. Forgive this lowly peasant.

Luvluv © zImagine

#kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #Seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo imagine #wonwoo fluff #seventeen imagine #you #z.Imagine #17 #carats

[global-journal-blog1]

Father livestreams his own fatal shooting by police

A Tennessee man livestreamed his own fatal shooting by a police officer on Facebook during a traffic stop on Thursday as his fiancee watched helplessly.

Rodney James Hess, 36, was acting erratically and had attempted to hit cops with his car ‘at least twice’ before he was killed at around 2:15pm, the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation told  NBC News.

In the video streamed on Facebook Live from a roadside in Alamo, Tennessee, Hess can be heard saying he wants to speak to ‘the higher commands’ before leaving his car. 

He then appears to make some kind of movement and is shot several times through his windshield.

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Dead: Rodney Hess (pictured with his daughter), 36, was shot dead by cops on Thursday while filming his traffic stop. Police say he tried to drive towards them twice before they shot him

Last moments: These are the last moments Hess’s life. In an earlier video he apparently walks around in a daze. Family and friends said he was struggling with mental illness

Hess, who lives in Texas but had been visiting his mother in Memphis, can be heard screaming after being hit, then appears to crash his vehicle. 

His phone drops to the floor and begins to ring, while the sound of breaking glass – possibly officers trying to open the car door – can be heard.

He died after being airlifted to hospital.

Hess’s fiancee, Johnisha Provost, said that his request to speak to ‘the higher command’ was a sign that he was asking for help.

‘He was not on a suicide mission,’ she told the Commercial Appeal Friday from their home in Texas.

‘He was not trying to harm anybody. He was asking them for help and they shot him down.’

she explained: ‘He couldn’t get his mind together. That’s why he asked for a higher command.

‘I always told him, “Babe, if you are ever in a situation where you need help, ask the person in charge for the higher command to help you,” and that’s what he kept saying.’

Troubled: Hess’ fiancee, Johnisha Provost (left) said she told him to ask cops for a ‘higher command’ if he needed help. The father-of-one was repeating those words before he was shot

Provost watched his death as it occurred, she said.

‘I found out as it was happening,’ Provost said. ‘I was at work and my aunt called me and was like, “Rodney is in trouble.” He was on Facebook and I logged on and I watched it.’ 

Hess’s cousin, Donald Hess III, said that the slain man was ‘a father, a son and hard worker.’

‘Rodney suffered from mental illness but was a functioning member of society. He often traveled for work – mostly construction work – and he did everything for his children,’ he said.

Some livesteam commenters suggested that Hess might have been on drugs. Noey Torres, one of Hess’s friends, responded: ‘He was off his medication he was not on drugs.

‘Rodney wasnt a user. He was a hard working family man who was in need of some medical help all u people talking like yall know something should be ashamed of yallselves.’

Muttering: In a video streamed before his shooting, he appeared to walk around in a daze and mutter about the ‘CIA’ before blocking traffic with his car. Police then arrived to investigate

Hess also streamed another video, prior to the traffic stop by Crockett County sheriff’s deputies in which he acted oddly.

In the first, 17-minute long video he parks by the side of the road – with no police in sight – before walking around his vehicle, filming it. He then stands by the side of the road, filming passing cars.

A passerby stops to ask if he needs help, but he tells them, ‘Nah, I’m good, go ahead.’ They drive off. 

At one point he moves his car so that is parked horizontally across one lane of traffic, then mumbles something about the ‘CIA.’

He moves the car a number of other times before blocking the road again. Police are seen through a rear window pulling up just before the video ends.

It is not clear exactly what happened at the moment the police fired on him. The officers’ identities are not being released as the investigation is still active. 

‘Though we are aware such a video exists, we cannot confirm its authenticity,’ Tennessee Bureau of Investigation Public Information Officer Josh DeVine said.

‘As with anything that might potentially be evidence, we will examine it to determine if it has probative benefit.’ 

Once the investigation is concluded, details will be handed to 28th district attorney general Garry Brown, who will decide on whether to send the case to a grand jury.

Father livestreams his own fatal shooting by police was originally published on GLOBAL JOURNAL

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