#short request

will end the call immediately to get revenge on you:

seungcheol, soonyoung. you better RUN. you better be ready because they KNOW you knew what you were doing.

stutters and spends the rest of the meeting thinking about it:

jun, seokmin, chan. staring off into space; eyes empty; mind vacant. if someone addresses them they will completely have a meltdown. they can't think about anything other than you.

does not contribute the rest of the meeting to think about you:

woozi, vernon. they are both visualizing you and will not say a single fucking word. they may be staring straight at the screen but they are not fucking listening.

will endure the rest of the meeting and will make you pay later:

josh, wonu, minghao. josh will hold you down and tease you, will make you cry, begging for forgiveness with tension threatening to snap in your gut. minghao would restrain you, wouldn't touch you and just make you wait. wonu would fuck you, would fuck you fast and relentless and messy.

will endure the rest of the meeting and whine to you about it until you make it up to him:

This is gonna be one of the shortest request I probably will ever do

After being in the neighborhood for so long Wally thought it would be a good time to introduce you to home.

“Hello neighbor! I thought I’d introduce you to Home.” Wally calmly stated while clasping both his hands together. In reality Wally’s intentions were to get you in his home so he can have you forever, you can be his darling, his best apple. You agreed not wanting to disrespect your friend. When you arrived at Home you talked and Wally invited you inside but before Wally could even set foot in the doorway home pushed him out slamming the door.

Its been Hours? Days? You don’t even know. Home has kept you trapped.

Yes, I’m still alive (barely tho). I’m working full time now so all my freedom is gone haha TT I am constantly tired now but I want to finish all the request we have for the blog 

It’s been months since I last wrote a reaction so I don’t know how to do it anymore haha. So this post is not really good, sorry TT And it’s also a bit difficult to come up with different reactions for this requests so I changed the request a bit

-Admin RJ

Seokjin:

You were at the book launch of your latest poetry collection and Jin was there to show his support. He was already very familiar with the poems inside the book, since he was there with you throughout all the process and often had to listen to you reading them aloud. He was very proud of you and even joked about getting a signed copy from you.

‘I’m so honored to meet a great poet like you.’

Yoongi:

He was getting a bit fed up by your constant random poems since you kept bothering him every single day and made him listen to your rhymes. It was to the point where you would follow him in the bathroom and he found the situation both annoying and amusing. He would pretend to push you away or put your hand over your mouth and shush you, but you knew that he was just joking.

‘This is what I have to endure every single day.’

Hoseok:

You two were bored so Hoseok challenged you to a poetry contest. He would give you a topic or a word and you were supposed to come up with a poem inspired by the word. As the game progressed, Hoseok gave you more complicated or weird words, laughing at the ridiculous poems you came up with.

‘Woah, no wonder you’re such an amazing poet~’

Namjoon:

You were working on your first collection of poems but since you had a lot of ideas lately, you could not include all of them into the final draft. You asked Namjoon to help you pick the ones that will make the final cut. He was a big fan of your poetry, so it was difficult to pick, even for him. He read and discussed the possible choices with you, smiling as he knew that your collection will do really well.

‘I think all of them fit the theme and would be great in the collection.’

Jimin:

He was a bit sleepy, tired from a day of filming and activities with the group so when he finally arrived home, he only wanted to relax and sleep. You proudly finished one of your longer poems, thanks to a random moment of inspiration and you were really excited to read it to him. He tried to listen but as tired as he was, he kept dozing off and mumbling responses.

‘Ah that sounds great, Y/N’

Taehyung:

Both Taehyung and you were attending a poetry festival, where lots of poets were performing their poetry on stage, in front of tons of people. The MC was looking for volunteers to come on stage and perform as well, so Taehyung grabbed your hand and raised, laughing at your reaction. You got on stage and performed a poem that you’ve been working on recently, getting more and more confident as you watched the public’s positive reaction.

‘That’s my baby right there, I’m so proud!’

Jungkook:

Jungkook was enjoying his meal, stuffing his face with food when you started thinking verses for a poem that you’ve been working for a while so you took your notebook out, startling him. He almost choked on his food at your sudden movements and you ignored him, murmuring the words aloud to see how it would sound. Jungkook gave you a pouty look, a bit hurt that poetry was more important than him choking to death.

‘When will you start paying attention to me again?’

I want a million little stories about these two just doing small normal things. 

“So what do Atlanteans do if they don’t have dances,” Annabella asked Kaldur who was standing awkwardly in the corner of the large ball room. Faith was dragging Tim across the floor somehow making his awkward movements look purposeful.

“Well seeing as we are under water dancing was not part of our customs.”

Annabella nodded for a moment as she caught Roy darting around the room with Dick and Maia who was slowly stealing food.

“I guess I’m just going to have to teach you,” Annabella said turning to Kaldur who watched her curiously. She could feel the slight excitement mixed with something else, something she couldn’t place. Nervousness maybe?  

She held her hand out for him to take which he eyed warily before gently putting his own in hers. Her fingers gently intertwined with his callous ones before she took a step forward facing him.

“Now I’m not Faith but my aunt did teach me a few things” she giggled taking his free hand and placing it on the small of her back. “Now normally the guy leads but I’m going to show you the moves first. This is a simple waltz”

Slowly they moved in time with the music, slightly away from the crowds in their own little corner of the dance floor. Annabella was surprised how quickly the tall boy picked up on the moves and soon he was leading adding in a few flares of his own. His beautiful blue eyes never leaving her light brown ones.

“I quite enjoy this” he mumbled brushing away a stray strand of her dark hair. Annabella couldn’t help but smile enjoying his calm aura.

...if Bellwether visited Bunnyburrow when she was still a lamb and that Lionheart’s mistreatment of her was not her motivation for her uprising against predators, but was actually because of something much more... “romantic” in nature.

Requested by: Anon

Ship: Sharla x Bellwether

Words: 1, 509 (Way longer than intended.)

Drabble  ↓ ↓

Cooking just for you <3

I’m sorry @coffee-randomness I don’t know if she is good at cooking or not but I felt like I read somewhere she wasn’t the best cook (Sorry if I got that wrong but this kind of made me laugh.) 

Lucy giggled as she danced around the kitchen grabbing things and putting them into a bowl. Her voice singing loudly with the music. Spilling around she reached out for the salt on the open spice shelf only to collide with a smiling Jason.

“Well hello.”

“I… How long have you been there?”

“Not long.”

“Oh”

They both stood there for a moment looking at each other only a hair’s breadth away. Her eyes studying his large very pleased smile. Taking a step back Lucy could feel her face heating up. This seemed to cause Jason to laugh.

Quickly, as to break herself from the awkward staring contest she was having, Lucy turned to her cake she was making. Quickly she measured out the salt and started stirring it in.

“So what are we making?” Jason asked leaning forward, his breath tickling Lucy’s ear as he dipped his finger in the batter. He cheek almost brushed Lucy as he scooped some of the uncooked food out of the bowl.

Lucy knew she was beet red as she tried to compose herself, “Did you need to get that close?”

Here is another young one, when they were dating the first time. (Can’t help it, I’m addicted.)  

He had been telling her about something, what? Nothing and everything. Just a stream of consciousness pouring from his mouth as he continued to tell story after story littered with jokes and funny situations. Anything to keep her attention, keep that smile on her face.

He had been gone with the Teen Titans while she had been working with Barbara on a case. (Besides juggling her college classes, of course.) While he was only gone for a few days it felt like weeks.

What can he say, he was addicted to the pretty brunette’s reactions to his stories.

Or maybe he was just addicted to her in general.

Her bright blue eyes flickered from his to something right next to him before her hand shot out leaning forward to catch whatever it was that had stolen her attention. Dick moved back slightly his eyes wide studying her as she pulled away again holding her hand out, the sleeve of her sweater pulled up, a small snowflake resting on the red fibers.

“Look” she cooed, “It’s the first snowfall.” Dick couldn’t help but smile as he moved closer so his nose was almost touching his girlfriend’s cheek.

“Hey, Jen…”

“Huh? Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to get so close.”

Ok I’m not going to lie, I have been wanting to write some young!Jen and Dick stuff.

“How did you even do this?” Dick said as he dabbed at Jennifer’s scraped knee. 

“How did I do this?” she mimicked him, “Very spectacularly.” she giggled her leg twitching. He couldn’t help but smile.

They had been on a late night patrol that had ended in a chase. The thief had run into an old apartment building dashing up the stairs. Robin and Falcon close behind. Then there was a thud behind Dick who turned around to find Jennifer face first on the old wooden stairs. She had looked back up at him face flushed pointing.

“I’m fine, just go get him!” she had cried.

After Robin had apprehended the thief he had gone back down to find Jennifer inspecting the worst looking gash he had ever seen. It may have gone down to the bone but it was hard to tell with all the blood. Blood that ended up getting all over him as he carried her back to the Batcave. It was so bad him having to cut her out of her pants. 

She was now sitting on the medical table as he cleaned the wound.

“Try and stay still,” he said his left hand gently running over her leg trying to keep it still. This caused more stifled giggles.

“Well then stop stroking my leg, it tickles.”

“I’m not…”

Another giggled, “I swear, I am going to kick you and it’s not going to be my fault.”