(that is your cue to make it happen)

Some of the best things I’ve heard in Heathers rehearsal so far:

  • “Oh no! My shirt, where’d it go?” followed by really slow and awkward finger guns
  • “Free pizza, and we don’t even have to buy it a pussy!”
  • “Those stupid tree thumpers”
  • *dramatically pirouettes and leaps in* “BIG SWORDFIGHT IN HER MOUTHHH”
  • “Aww that seems like a relationship that would last.” “Yeah until one of them blows up” “I guess you could say their love is….. explosive”
  • *Our choreographer screaming like one of those sheep used in parodies back in vintage youtube days whenever she gets frustrated or needs to get people’s attention.*
  • “So you’re going to do a Jesus lift” “A WHAT” “Just put your arms out and they’ll lift you like you’re Jesus resurrecting from the cross”
  • “Welcome to Newsies on steroids.”
  • “Be the closeted gay we all need.”
  • “The first step to any good plan is murder.”
  • “How much bitch is enough bitch though?”
  • “Imagine having to explain to someone like ““oh how’d you break your tailbone?” ““Oh I booty-popped too hard.”” 
  • “When we go off to makeover Veronica, can she still have the monocle, but, hear me out, it’s now bedazzled.”
  • “I have to check the historical accuracy of bedazzling in the ‘80s.”
  • “Okay, but what if we made it gay?”
  • “COSTUME NOTE: SOMEONE MAKE RAM PARTY SLIPPERS!” “What if they’re like bunny slippers, but with tiny party hats?!”
  • “This is Ram, he’s not very nice, but somehow my best friend still wants to fuck him.”
  • “Your whole bio better be about how much you love and respect women or else I can’t help you when your ass is being kicked.”
  • “I paired you guys together because you say he’s your sort of boyfriend later.” *Kurt proceeds to emark in various sexual dance endeavors with multiple other women* “That’s where the sort of comes into play….”
  • “SHUT UP HEATHER” *bursts out crying*
  • Our original Chandler dropped out so our original Duke got promoted to her role and just looks at me and says “Oh my god this is the most Heather Duke thing that has ever happened to me”
  • “That’s a school cheer?!?!”
  • “Real question: WHO HAS A FUCKING LOCK ON THEIR CLOSET?”
  • “What if when she makes you spit up the pills, your wig flies off?” “Oh no you’ve discovered the real reason behind my crisis, I AM NOT A NATURAL BLONDE”
  • “Maybe he should take up knitting or something as a hobby rather than therapedic murder.”
  • “The saddest thing is that’s not even 3rd base”
  • “Veronica, you’re soaking wet!” *cue our assistant stage manager loosing her shit*
  • “My character description is just internal screaming.”
  • “Who needs a dance partner when you have weed?”
  • “I feel bad having to ask but was that supposed to be a dick joke?”
  • “Do I get extra points if one of the pills hits someone in the face?”
  • “I can’t remember the lyrics but I’m pretty sure I’m still gay”
  • “Why didn’t they just throw the bomb and run or something, like why are they so determined to die?” 
  • *recites Blue Reprise as demonic slam poetry because we didn’t have rehearsal tracks yet*  
  • “Veronica, it’s not a phase. I’m just naturally a slightly psychotic bag of angst with great hair.”
  • *music director teaching us Blue* ”They’ll curl up on your face. And purr like-” *slowly looks up from music and proceeds to put his head in his hands* “There’s moments that I evaluate my life and this is definitely one of them.”

And we’re still about 3 weeks from tech week

You Understand, Right?

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Bobby, John

Length: 1663+ words

TW: Suicide. Depression. Abandonment. Dean being a jerk. 

A/N: Another word vomit that I did when I couldn’t sleep last week. I just had the idea in my head for the whole night, and I knew if I didn’t write it down, I wouldn’t be able to remember it the next morning. So, here it is! Feedback is encouraged!

SERIES MASTERLIST


The thing about the Winchester family was that they collect family like one would collect dolls. They have a lot of family around the State, any of them willing to do anything for the brothers. They always had a saying. 

Family doesn’t end in blood.

Except it does. They can say it as many times as they want, but there isn’t anything they wouldn’t do for the family. Their blood family. 

You were 4 when you were collected by John, and shipped off to Bobby’s. You were basically raised alongside the brothers from then on. Sam being a year older than you, and his brother, Dean, being 5 years older than you.

You were 5 when Dean ran out of breakfast. Bobby, and John were gone on a hunt, leaving 10 year-old Dean in charge. There was half a single granola bar left, and he looked uneasily between you and Sam, both of you had complained about being hungry. He gave you a strange look, and even though you were 5, you knew what it meant. Afterall, John gave you the same look when he told you why you can’t come home to your parents. It was also the same look that Bobby gave you when you asked about your parents. The look of guilt. You turned away, not being able to handle the fact that his decision had already been made when he was 4, and the responsibility of Sam’s livelihood was thrusted into his hands.

“Not hungry,” you mumbled, despite your roaring stomach. Sam’s eyes lit up with glee as he snatched the snack from his brother’s hand, and you can see Dean’s face visibly relax.

“Sammy’s my responsibility. You understand, right?” Dean asked, a hopeful smile on his face.

You gave him a nod, hopping off the chair, and went back to your bed, hoping you can sleep away the hunger. 

Keep reading

LUCID DREAMING: HOW TO

SO LUCID DREAMING!!  

Some people asked because of my TONGUE IN CHEEK POST about it the other night, well!!! all it is, is being consciously aware that you’re dreaming. You can kinda train your brain to do it and it’s fukken awesome ok!  I learned from a bunch of books I got out from the library one summer back in high school and I have kept up all the habits since then until shit got weird but we don’t talk about that

sometimes you get to a point where you can control your dream and force yourself to dream about a certain thing . either way it’s really damn neat to just have conscious awareness while you’re asleep and if nothing else, it’s something fun to do that doesn’t cost anything.

I got into it a few years before Inception came out, if you can believe it. So when that movie came out talking about the same ideas my mind was  blown 

First things first:

1) DREAM RECALL:

This is your ability to actually remember your dreams. Because imagine, even if you end up having a lucid dream,  what’s the point if you completely forget it as soon as you’re awake? Some people think they don’t dream anymore but it isn’t true, everyone dreams. Some people just don’t remember.

So Write down  all your dreams, anything that you can remember as soon as you wake up.

I just text it to myself first thing in the morning and usually they’re super disjointed and barely readable but it’s just enough to have me remember them again. even if you can only remember little snippets, the more you do this the better you can get at remembering.

2) DREAM CUES

Dream cues are these little things that make you realize you’re asleep because they differ between reality and your dreams. They’re kind of like triggers that will make you realize you’re dreaming. The idea is to check in on these cues even when you’re awake, so that when it becomes a habit in real life, it will become a habit when you’re asleep.

It’s also a good way to check if you’re actually awake because sometimes dreams are super realistic. I’ve had a lot of dreams where I woke up in my bed, then did the reality check only to figure out I was dreaming.

Different people have different ones but there’s some common ones:

-mirrors: In real life you look like yourself. in a dream you’ll look like a really distorted version of yourself or like a completely different person. I don’t recommend this one because what you see in the mirror might freak you out into just waking up lol

-counting your fingers and seeing more or less than the amount of fingers you have

-electronics that don’t work

-text that changes when you read it, look away and then read it again

-dim lights [i hate light dimmers for this reason eugh]

-loose teeth

My personal ones are the and fingers and the changing text! So in real life, I count my fingers, and read some text, look away and read it again to see if it changes.

If I have more than 5 fingers, I realize I’m asleep and that’s where the lucid part starts.

Personally for me, all of these have served as dream cues, but these two are the ones that i literally check on. Another big one for me is if my teeth are loose, it’s an automatic cue for knowing I’m asleep.

INDUCING A LUCID DREAM

So you made a habit out of checking in on your dream cues and writing down your dreams. Now how do you actually do this thing….

There are some REALLY SPECIFIC METHODS To inducing a lucid dream . Some people practice one method that brings you from wakefulness directly into a dream, with NO LOSS OF CONSCIOUSNESS. I find this a little rarer but it’s definitely happened to me

Others have the method where you fall asleep as usual, end up in a dream, and then your consciousness wakes up while you’re in the dream. This is more common I think.

my sleep science might be off but this is it as I’ve understood it.

so the general method is to go to bed super early. like 9pm. And set your alarm for Stupid O Clock. I am talking some ungodly hour that you will never be up, like 4:30.

Reason being: You will literally never go to sleep and immedeitly start dreaming. You have to have been asleep for a few hours, having gotten a few sleep cycles in. The longer you sleep, the deeper your sleep cycles run and the more restful sleep you’ll have as the night goes on. It’s only in the later sleep cycles that you start to dream.

This is the reason you’re groggy in the morning [you were just in the middle of your deepest sleep cycle] but not groggy at all if you wake up at like 12

So the goal is to wake up right before you’re gonna go into a deep sleep cycle.

Stay awake for a few minutes, go to the bathroom or something, read some stuff on lucid dreaming on your phone… You want to wake up your brain so that your mind is conscious and running even though you’re dead tired.

Now you can go back to sleep, and the conditions are pretty much met for having a lucid dream.

SO GENERALLY NOW, it’s really likely that you’re gonna have a regular dream.

But if you’ve been making a habit out of doing your dream cues/reality checks while you’re awake, at some point you’re gonna do it while you’re asleep.

stuff from the waking world carries over into dreamtown. it’s the same reason you’ll have super realistic dreams about your job or people you know.

IT’S ACTUALLY SUPER COOL When you do your dream-cues and you see different results from real life. Like I’ll count my fingers and realize there’s 6 of them and be like Ohhh shit! I’m asleep! Time to go wild.

Usually I just fly around like a motherfucker but it’s so cool to be your exact same self who is able to think about your family/friends/homework/life/memes except you’re flying

CONTROLLING THE DREAM

OK SO NOW THAT YOU’RE AWAKE while dreaming, you can  try controlling your dream. This is a bit harder to explain but in my opinion it’s as easy as focusing/dwelling on what you want to do..kind of like repeating a mantra mentally.

Like lets say you’re dreaming and you come across a house. As you’re walking towards it, tell yourself “Captain Kirk is in this house and we’re gonna have the time of our damn life.” TELL YOURSELF WITH CONVICTION! BELIEVE IT! CAPTAIN KIRK IS IN THE HOUSE! OVER AND OVER!

also try practising controlling on little things first. Like point to the sky and say “brighter” or “more purple” or “bluer” or think “I want it to be night time instead" and it SHOULD change.

STAYING IN THE DREAM

There’s 2 tricks I know of that will keep you in a dream for longer when you feel like you’re about to wake up and you don’t want to.

One is spinning: If you feel yourself waking up, try spinning around on the spot till you’re dizzy. Things will blur around you and then they will clear up and get super sharp! Especially spinning while crouching. I have no idea why this works, but it does and others have said the same thing.

The other is, when you feel like things are getting blurry, focus on ONE spot in the dream. I usually crouch and like, stare at the details and texture of the road really really close up. For some reason, pinpointing your focus on one little thing will refocus the dream.

finally,

READ UP!!

Honestly the more you read about lucid dreaming, the more likely you are to have one for yourself..Even by reading this you’re more likely to have one. It’s weird, but it works. When I would regularly read books on the topic they’d say the same thing and it was true. It’s kind of like, the fact that you’re aware that it can happen makes it likely to happen..

SO YEAH, before you go to sleep or when you wake up at 4 in the morning, google it, see what others have to say. Get your brain in gear for it. there’s lots of posts online that will probably talk about the same stuff that I have here but this is my legit personal experience with it and stuff over the years.

IN SHORT

  • DO YOUR DREAM CUES/REALITY CHECKS
  • WRITE DOWN YOUR DREAMS
  • SET YOUR ALARM FOR A REALLY DUMB TIME!!
  • HAPPY DREAMING
Preference #2 - Reaction To Their S/O Getting Hurt

Mal

Originally posted by softcarlos

She would treat you like royalty if you got hurt. She would insist that she should get someone else to do all your work for you and constantly be trying to convince you to let her fix it. 

“I’ll just get Carlos to do it, relax.” “Are you sure? I can do a spell to fix it? It’s not that hard.”

Evie

Originally posted by lavendertitties

It would take Evie awhile to believe that you were okay. After she’d finally realised that you would be fine, she went back to her usual self. 

She gasped for dramatic effect, flicking her hair over her shoulder. “Well then, I guess you’re stuck here, how terrible! You’ll just have to spend all day with me. And be my own personal model, even if you can’t walk.”

Ben

Originally posted by manny-mellark

Ben would try and distract you as much as possible. “You wanna play a board game? Or watch a movie? Or we can read a book?” 

“Or you could sing?” You asked with a playful smirk, which backfired on you when he started singing a song, off key, to make you laugh.

“I take it back!” You’d yell. 

Ben laughed. “I guess I’ll just stick to cuddling you.”

“Yep.”

Carlos

Originally posted by lavendertitties

The first thing he did was scold you. The idea of you getting hurt at all was a terrifying to him, and he would ask you a million questions as to how exactly it happened. 

“Who did this?” “Tell me!” “ I’ll, well, I’ll get Jay to do something.” “Was it Chad? It was Chad, wasn’t it?”

You laughed at how much he was rambling. “Chill, I just sprained my ankle, I’ll be fine.”

“Oh.” He said. “Well in that case, do you want ice cream? Or Dude? That always makes me feel better.”

Jay

Originally posted by molzies-fanfics

He’d be really worried straight away, making sure that you were comfortable, and getting you whatever you needed. Once he realised that it wasn’t that serious, he’d start laughing at you. 

“I can’t believe you did that? Did you trip over your own feet or something?”

Uma

Originally posted by chinamcclain

She wouldn’t seem like she was concerned at first, but she’d do little things, like making Gil and Harry take more of your jobs, that showed she was worried. She’d constantly be reminding you to take it easy. 

“I’m fine, I promise. I’ll be back to normal in a few days.” 

“Well, until then, the others are doing your jobs, I don’t want you hurting yourself more.”

*Cue relentless teasing from Harry and Gil*

Harry

Originally posted by lavendertitties

When Harry first realised when happened, he was definitely worried, but then he’d kind of annoyed at you. 

“How the hell did you manage to do that?” “Now I’m going to have to stay with you all day to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.”

“You don’t have to-”

“No, I’m gonna.”

Gil

Originally posted by alittlebiteverything

He would freak out instantly. 

“You’re bleeding!” 

“Gil-”

“What if you need stitches?!”

“I don’t.”

“But, what if!”

Lonnie

Originally posted by dianameras

Lonnie would be kind of exasperated with it, because it happens to often, and she’d start scolding you while helping you towards the infirmary. 

“What happened this time?” “How the hell?” “Fine, I swear the amount of time you spend in the infirmary, the nurses probably know your life story by now.” “You need to be careful.”

Chad

Originally posted by thearkhamjoker

Chad would be like Lonnie, he would just be so used to it by this point that it wouldn’t even be a shock to him anymore.

“What was it this time?” “Wow, third time in a month.”

Jane

Originally posted by descendantsimagines

Jane would freak out completely and she would need you to calm her down before telling her that you’re fine. 

“What? How did you do that? Who did that? What happened? Do you need to sit down? Or go to the Infirmary? Maybe I should get my mom?”

Tips for Studying History!

I don’t see a lot of posts about how to effectively study for history classes, so I’m going to give it a shot! Warning: long post coming up!

  • Practice identifying the significance of something. The entire point of history is to learn the significance of different events and people. I guarantee that at some point you will be asked to state the significance, which is where this comes in handy. Also, knowing how to do this will vastly improve your essays.
  • Use timelines. Even if your teacher doesn’t make it mandatory to know dates, you should understand the order that major events happen. I will either write out a timeline or order my cue cards in the order they belong in after studying. Also, if your teacher does mark dates, you can at least be sure you know the decade it happened in even if you don’t know the full year.
  • Write extremely thorough notes. In some classes, like math, if you get something really well, you can kind of relax on the depth of your notes. I do not recommend this in history! Write down everything that seems important: names, dates, symbols, fun facts. The more you know, the easier it is to get full marks on a test without bullshitting.
  • Don’t rely on crash courses or internet research while studying. Your teacher taught you what they want you to know. While watching a crash course video might  be a good way to start preparing for a course while on summer vacation, it is not an effective way to study for a test. The information in the video is not what you were taught in class, so it won’t be that helpful. Internet research is the same – you can easily find dates and locations, but the specific information taught in class can only be found in your personal notes.
  • Talk to people in the class. Some things in history are open to interpretation. A good way to get lots of opinions and viewpoints on a certain subject is to hold a study group and discuss the material. You guys can also help each other remember small details from the notes. Certain things will just stick in your brain while others won’t, so reviewing the notes with other students is a really good way to make sure you aren’t missing anything.
  • Write essay outlines. In a history class, you will probably be writing a lot of essays. So many of my friends have massive problems with history essays because they don’t organize them prior to writing. If you just start talking about an event and don’t know where to go next, you’re going to have a total trainwreck. Organize your thoughts!! Plan what you are going to write!! It doesn’t take that long and it will save your life every time you write an essay.
  • Read “Politics and the English Langauge” by George Orwell.
  • Learn how to write footnotes manually. Writing footnotes and formatting your paper yourself isn’t that hard to do. It will help you out a lot when Word isn’t working or something goes wrong with the formatting feature.
  • Be an expert during presentations. If you are doing a presentation, be an absolute expert in the topic. Try not to read from any notes and be sure that you can answer any questions the class or teacher might have. Presentations are a good way to boost your mark, so try and be super knowledgeable and impress your teacher.
  • Learn how to write a thesis. If you’re writing an essay, your thesis should be clear. In high school, you can usually figure out what your thesis should be by figuring out what the main question you’re trying to answer is, then answering it. Make sure that your answer is focusing on just one viewpoint, not somewhere in the middle. And, ask a teacher or friend to look at your thesis before you start writing!

This is all I can think of for the time being, but I might add more later. Or message me if you have other ideas you think I should add to my list!

Peter finding out you're sick.. (Headcanon)

Requested By: Anonymous

heyyy so i currently have tonsillitis and desperately need some peter parker taking care of me fluff :) would that be ok?? x

Side Note: Ayeee another headcanon!! The last one I wrote everyone seemed to enjoy it a lot so I felt like making another :) Thanks for the positive feedback! I also apologize in advance for how cringey this one will also probably be.

Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy

- okay so you rarely got sick, and when you did it usually was pretty rough

- however, you NEVER told peter when you were sick

- he’d ALWAYS freak out

- one time you accidently sneezed at school, you saw his eyes widen, and next thing you knew you were being dragged to the nurse

- peter was THAT guy

- “Y/N YOU SNEEZED YOU’RE SICK GO HOME”

- “pETER IT WAS A SNEEZE”

- “GERMS GERMS GERMS GERMS !!!!”

- “oHMYGOD SHUT UP YOU IDIOT”

- “GET YOUR GERMY HANDS AWAY, GET A TUB OF HAND SANITIZER AND EAT SOUP”

- you both would be arguing outside the nurses office

- they’d be laughing, listening to your conversation

- “y/N I SWEAR TO GOD I WON’T LEAVE TILL YOU GO IN THERE” peter would give you a look, crossing his arms

- you’d roll your eyes, he’d always give you that look, which made your stomach get butterflies

- you weren’t sure if peter knew about your feelings for him

- “fINE IF IT’LL MAKE YOU STOP” you’d huff, entering the nurses office, and sure enough they were sending you home, a satisfied smile appearing on peter’s face as he saw you leave

- sometimes you hated him ngl

- but at the same time you loved him bc he was an actual dork and he cared about you and your health

- sometimes too much tho smh

- “Ned, where’s Y/N?” peter asked his best friend as he leaned against your locker

- you guys always met up at your locker to walk to class together

- sQUAD GOALS AF

- “She didn’t tell you? She’s sick.” Ned replied nonchalantly, before his eyes widened in realization

- tHANKS A LOT NED

- “Y/N IS SICK AND SHE DIDN’T TELL ME” peter screeched, about to rush off to your house, but a teacher snatched him

- hA hA hA nice try loser

- ned would laugh while peter would be snickering all the way to class

- you on the other hand were two boxes into a new thing of tissues, soup on your nightstand, along with so many bottles of water you lost count

- you hated being sick, it almost never happened, and when it did you felt like DEATH

- you were trying to take a nap when your phone buzzed

- nED !!!!

- “Y/N WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE SICK HOW COULD YOU”

- “DAMMIT NED, I KNEW I COULDN’T TRUST YOU”

- “Y/N I’M SORRY IT JUST HAPPENED .-.”

- “._.”

- “i’M COMING OVER”

- “bITCH NO WAY, I’M TOO SICK”

- “I DON’T CARE DEAL WITH IT”

- peter was the most STUBBORN boy ever istg

- he was literally violently texting the entire time in class

- next thing you knew, something, or should you say someone was knocking on your window

- “Y/N OPEN UP”

- “PETER I’M SICK”

- cue the death cough, making peter shriek

- he was so cute tho ???

- “please Y/N” he’d whine, making your heart beat a bit quicker

- “it’s open..” you’d mumble, hiding underneath your blankets

- peter would crawl in, tripping over all your water bottles

- “I knew you had a thing for me, but this much water Y/N?” he would grin, making your eyes widen

- “this thirsty for me???” he’d tease, wiggling his eyebrows, making you laugh and then die from coughing

- “sHIT SORRY OH MY ASDKFJ” peter would quickly grab one of your waters, handing it to you

- this boy was so cute UGH

- but you were curious as to how he couldn’t have known how you felt by now

- you both always teased each other, so he had to of known right?

- “peter, what are you really doing here?” you’d blatantly ask, surprising him

- he’d bite his lip nervously, avoiding your gaze

- GOT YA BOYYY

- “I just wanted to make sure you were okay, yanno?” he’d rub the back of his neck nervously

- “Then why are you so nervous?” you’d smile at him, knowing you’d caught him

- he’d look at you, a twinkle in his eyes

- THIS IS SO CUTE UGH

- “I think you know why Y/N.” he’d mumble, running his fingers through his curly hair as he sat on the bed with you

- “nOPE I don’t you gotta tell me.” you’d smirk, making him chuckle and grab one of your hands

- “I really like you Y/N.”

- “aBOUT DAMN TIME PARKER”

- peter’s eyes would widen, his eyebrows furrowing

- “wait WHAT”

- “you’re so oblivious” you’d shake your head laughing

- “wait, you, wHAT” peter would stammer

- “just come here and cuddle me you dweeb” you’d laugh, as peter would crawl over, engulfing you in his warm embrace

- you both didn’t care anymore if you were sick

- you just wanted cuddles

- plus peter smelled HELLA GOOD

- so it was a win win situation

- couple goals afffff ;)))))

- peter would put on a movie, Spider-Man of course.

- yes peter did that

- “Y/N, can I kiss you?”

- “peter I’m sick you know this”

- peter whining and hiding his face in your neck, but still accomplishing a kiss

- “pETER”

- ;))))))

You + Peter = Two cuties in love

Things Ravenclaw's tend to do

These are the many things I find myself doing too much, so here’s a list of ravenclaw struggles.

• Procrastinate…… alot (you can’t tell me you don’t because you do. Though if you don’t TELL ME YOUR SECRET)

• Grill their slytherin friend when they are behind in work.

• Which is very hypocritical on our half.

• Make a list of things to do.

• Misplace list of things. (Happens a lot more than you think.)

•we worry too much and normally end up having panic attacks. (Cue slytherin and hufflepuff friend.)

• Make another list, with cheesey ‘you can do it’ and 'just relax you’ll be fine’ notes.

• The more work we have, the more the procrastination levels rise.

• In the end you ignore the list you remade and suffer cause you let procrastination take over.

•*insert sarcastic slytherin friend support and booting you up the butt.*

• Somehow you pull through but suffering with lack of sleep and mental capacity.

• Then get teased cause everything your college friends have said has blew right over your head so you have no idea what’s going on.


Either way your a ravenclaw and whether people like you or not, be yourself because I wouldn’t change you for the world. Everyone is different and that makes you, you.

Love looney lou xxx

anonymous asked:

Ok but imagine when jon arrived at dragonstone tyrion will probably asked "how did you won the north on your own?" "My darling- i mean.. my sister sansa came to rescue" "wait WHAT? SANSA? SANSA MY WIFE?!" "NO SHES MY WIFE NOW NO ONE CAN HAVE HER SHES MINE TOUCH HER AND I'LL KILL YOU-" *throw tyrion into the sea* lol

HAhahahahahaha XD 

Tyrion: Well done reclaiming Winterfell. The odds were truly against you. I was surprised you managed it. 

Jon: I didn’t. It was Sansa.

Tyrion: Sansa? Oh, how is my lovely wife? I always knew she’d survive us all. 

Jon: ………. What? 

Tyrion: Sansa. How is she? 

Jon: Wife? 

Tyrion: Oh yes. And a beautiful wife she makes. 

Jon: YOUR WIFE? 

Tyrion: What’s happening here? 

Jon: *cue angry kitten growling* 

Tyrion: Seriously, what’s going on? 

Jon: Did you touch her! *chokes* Did you touch my Sansa!

Tyrion: What? No! We never even consummated the marriage!!!

Jon: Oh…. *smiles* okay. Just never touch her and we’ll be okay. 

Tyrion: *walks away mumbling* Is it me? Do I just attract sibling couples? Is that a thing? 

anonymous asked:

What about an MC who is just really sleepy in a big poofy sweater and is all cute and adorable??? /)^3^(\ how would the RFA react to this sight???

This sounds so so so cute
lol what’s consistent posting
~Mod L

Yoosung

♡ Actually melts?
♡ He immediately goes in to cuddle you
♡ You can’t escape Yoosung’s cuddles
♡ He just wraps his arms around  you and won’t let his eyes wander from you
♡ Even if you’re trying to cook or anything he’ll keep his face nuzzled in your neck
♡ He keeps mumbling about how beautiful you are as he holds you

Zen

♡ He was coming home from a long day at work when he saw you reading on the couch all snuggled up
♡ Grabs at his heart and almost collapses 
♡ Has such an over reaction it’s kinda sweet
♡ Selfies?
♡ So many selfies
♡ You have to stop him from posting them everywhere but he just wants to the world to see his beautiful partner!!
♡ You have to take his phone from him after he spammed the RFA chat with your guys’ pictures

Jaehee

♡ Her little heart just feels so warm when she sees you falling asleep with your homework in your lap
♡ She set down all her papers as quietly as she could before going to change herself
♡ Once she was changed she gently woke you up since sleeping on the couch didn’t seem so good for your back 
♡ She made a mental note to get herself a similar sweater because gosh dang it it looks so comfortable
♡ When she asked you where you got it because you’re an amazing partner you got her one
♡ She’s so happy
♡ You guys match!
♡ She’s never been more comfy and cuddling is amazing

Jumin

♡ He came home from a long day of work to see you relaxing with Elizabeth
♡ In your own fuzzy white sweater?
♡ He’s in love
♡ Jumin just set down his papers and sat next to you
♡ His heart melts when you curl up to him with Elizabeth
♡ He’s amazed at how soft it is 
♡ Is he about to make an investment in this company?
♡ Yes he is
♡ Is he about to buy you twenty more?
♡ Yes he is. 
♡ The company that made it turned out to be a fairly small family made company, so Jumin is the best thing that’s happened to them
♡ Takes plenty of blurry pictures of you guys

Seven

♡ He saw your order online before it arrived
♡ He made it two sweaters
♡ When you got it you were so excited to put it on you ran to your room to put it on
♡ *cue sexy seven in a sweater
♡ You literally make a ‘ :| ‘ face
♡ And he makes a ‘ :D ‘ face
♡ “What? It looked comfy!” 
♡ Once you put yours on you both cuddled in bed you fell asleep almost immediately, it was so comfortable in the sweater in Seven’s arms
♡ He felt oddly calmed watching you snore softly in his arms, and felt his chest tighten softly, but in a good way
♡ He wrapped his arms around you a bit tighter, kissing your forehead
♡ He hadn’t really felt this kind of love for someone before, and now that it was here he never wanted it to leave

Masterlist!

we know the game

on Ao3

nothing like some good old fashioned nonsense

this is basically crack. right well, i should stop writing after 11pm

enjoy~


Marinette has a few rules when it comes to her partner.

  1. Don’t let him take patrols on his own. He’ll fall asleep on a random rooftop somewhere because he likes to stay out until the break of dawn, watching over the city as it sleeps.
  2. If he calls after midnight, always answer.
  3. Don’t trust him with gifts. He always goes unnecessarily over the top and spends far too much money for her (or anyone else) to be comfortable with it.
  4. Don’t put him in charge of food. For the same reason as the gifts, but also because he’ll eat half the food before she shows up.
  5. Don’t smile at him too much in class. Alya is getting suspicious.

But it turns out that Marinette has to add a new rule to the list:

  • Don’t let Alya and Nino plan anything for the four of them.

—«·»—

“Are you sure you can’t come?” Marinette asks, pacing back and forth as Tikki watches her burn circles in the floor from the desk..

I really can’t,” Alya apologizes over the phone. “We can’t find a sitter this last minute and there’s no way my mom is letting Ella and Etta stay home alone.

“Could you bring them?” Marinette tries. “Because I can just bring more food and—”

Marinette,” Alya interrupts gently. “With this last week of akumas, I don’t think my mom wants even us going to school. A park without adult supervision? No way.

Marinette chews on her bottom lip and resists the urge to ask ‘what about superhero supervision?’ Instead, she asks, “Are you sure?”

Positive.” Alya sighs. “I’m sorry, I really wish I could come. But you’ll be with Nino and Adrien, you’ll still have a fun time without me there.”

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Wanna-One Hwang Minhyun Friend to Boyfriend Scenario!

Another part of the Wanna-One Boyfriend scenarios, enjoy! (You + Minhyun)

  • Let’s say you and Minhyun were longtime friends, bffs
  • Right now in college together, Minhyun is senior to you though
  • A completely playful and platonic relationship no question about it
  • Not that Minhyun would appreciate yet anoTHER girl chasing after him, anyway
  • You saw while girls liked him, he was nice, attractive and clean
  • (yes you admitted he was the epitome of beauty it’s not a crime !)
  • he doesn’t have to know that though
  • All the ladiez were jealous that you two were so close
  • Even though you two were literally just friends and that’s it
  • You don’t even hug or hold hands do skinship or anything (but you did know everything about each other)
  • (fears, aspirations, every embarrassing moment, secrets)
  • You did exchange “love you”s with each other though, but it was a family/friend thing not the othER THING 😏
  • He didn’t really date much, claims to have “high standards”
  • Went out with pretty, elegant women that didn’t overtly fawn over him
  • Your close friendship, however bothered most of the people he dated, leading a large amount of his relationship attempts to go up in flames
  • He didn’t seem to care much though, and never blamed you for that (even though you always felt bad)
  • “If they can’t accept my best friend then it wouldn’t work for me anyway”
  • You always gave him love and life advice (that may or may not be unsolicited but who’s keeping track hohohoho)
  • You taught him cute moves that he could use on his girlfriend, like brushing her hair behind her ear or conversation starters
  • He practiced on you sometimes because he is awkward and sometimes he got little flutters from the small actions but he always just thought it was because he was pretending you were the girl he was dating LOL
  • Very protective of one another, wanting the best for each other
  • You didn’t date much, for no reason really 
  • Anyway coLLEGE
  • Lots of late night studying on your part
  • You would hang out in each other’s dorm rooms cause why not
  • friendship is beautiful
  • Minhyun was smart and always offered to help you, either by teaching you a concept or by making you a snack or coffee 
  • You had done the same for him when he was stressed out or preparing for exams
  • wow look at this beautiful symbiotic relationship, mutualism at its finest
  • Anyway winter break rolled around, and you decided you would stay at the college in order to continue working, while Minhyun would go visit home
  • You both didn’t text/chat online much, so while he was away you didn’t contact each other that much
  • Anyway over the break one of your friends offered to set you up on a blind date (probably bc Minhyun wasn’t always hanging out around you) and you had no reason to say no
  • You called Minhyun for the first time over that break, and you guys caught up a bit before you remembered to mention that you were going on a blind date
  • Minhyun was silent for a bit, and then curtly responded:
  • “Good for you.”
  • ummMMMMM
  • You felt some cold air from him, but you brushed it off and just continued the conversation normally but he said that he had to go soon after
  • You didn’t think too much of it
  • But Minhyun?
  • He was startled because he had suddenly got angry, for no reason (so he thought)
  • He briefly wondered if it was because you said you were dating now
  • But he told himself he didn’t care 
  • He paced around the house, muttering hypotheses and theories of why he was having this reaction
  • Literally convinced himself that he had a medical issue
  • weirdo
  • When he returned from his break, somehow you two seemed… different?
  • You started going on more blind dates, mostly to just meet new people
  • You thought it wasn’t causing you and Minhyun to drift apart, especially since you weren’t as bonded with the other guys, and it was just going on dates for you 
  • You didn’t see it as anything more than that, just getting to know people, so it was no big deal
  • But to Minhyun every second you were with another dude it was hell
  • Every time you said another guy’s name or asked Minhyun for some advice, Minhyun felt his heart sink
  • He found himself caring about what you wore or if you looked too pretty or if you were out late
  • He was deadly curious about what you were doing but simultaneously didn’t want to know
  • Took him literally a month before he figured himself out (and it took a lot of internet searching)
  • Liking you had never occurred to him really
  • Not because you were not attractive or charming or even because you were best friends were so long
  • But because he had told himself for some weird reason that his ideal type was strictly someone more… quiet and classy
  • Not you, who was very free and open and lively with Minhyun
  • But that’s why you were so special to him
  • Because you two were comfortable together, and that’s what mattered
  • And Minhyun didn’t want you to be that comfortable with someone else
  • Suddenly everything became very clear to him
  • That how much he treasured you crossed the bounds of friendship, he wanted you for himself and he wanted himself to be yours
  • For a couple days, he kept these feelings hidden up in himself, because he was stressing over how he should act with you and what he should do about his emotions
  • But that didn’t last long
  • You were hanging out with Minhyun, watching a tv show in your dorm room one day when you suddenly remembered that you had a meeting with someone, not even a blind date lol 
  • (but Minhyun didn’t know that)
  • You got up to go to your closet, about to get ready
  • When you suddenly felt arms snake around you, stopping you from moving
  • Shocked by the sudden contact that you had never felt before, you barely managed to sputter out “Minhyun? What… what are you doing”
  • Without thinking at all, Minhyun responded truthfully and bluntly
  • “I like you. Don’t go.”
  • Your heart sped up abnormally fast
  • For some reason, this confession of Minhyun “liking” you was impacting you more than all the times he had said that he “loves” you
  • You were shocked, but you prioritized Minhyun more than anything; you couldn’t just leave your best friend after that confession, that was just cruel
  • You quickly texted the people you had to meet that you couldn’t make it to the date, and just sat down with Minhyun while he clearly told you what had been on his mind for the past month and a half
  • How ever since you had told him you were going to start dating, he got sad and angry
  • How he thought he was sick but it was just jealousy (you laughed at that one)
  • How he couldn’t stand seeing you with other guys, but he felt as if he couldn’t do anything because you never bothered him in his previous relationships
  • And this was shocking to you, it really was
  • He was aware that you didn’t have feelings for him (yet) but he wanted you to objectively look at him and give him a chance
  • All this atmosphere made you somewhat awkward, a feeling that you barely got with him
  • It was like that for some time, for days he treated you normally as he did before but you were always self conscious now
  • But over time, you took notice of all the little things that he always did for you; from making you snacks and giving you massages to always knowing what mood you were in and knowing the right thing to say, all the time
  • And you started to realize of every time your skin brushed his, and how you would blush in response
  • Or how you would be talking to him and then just stop because he literally had the face of a god, making your heart speed up
  • And randomly one day you jusT HAD TO walk in on him changing in his room (hits self why are you writing about this illegal!)
  • You saw him changing out of a shirt (thats literally it you just saw his beautiful smooth back which you had seen before) but it made your mind turn into alphabet soup and you audibly gasped and dropped whatever shit you were carrying (because thats what happens right)
  • Minhyun turned around and that arroGANT FUCK smirked at you and freaking got all confident
  • “Like what you see? It’s yours if you want it”
  • Your mouth dropped open and you just blinked at him, making him genuinely smile
  • But that didn’t last long because you ran up to him and hit his bare skin asking if he was insane
  • “Could you be any more shameless Minhyun??? Seriously?”
  • Cue embarrassed “haha”s from Minhyun
  • Everything was pretty much back to normal in terms of awkwardness (except for the becoming-more-frequent heart flutters and butterflies and blushes)
  • And one day you two were just hanging in his dorm room and fell asleep on his bed while watching something
  • When you woke up in the morning, you were all snuggled together, his arms around you, who were facing his chest (im dead)
  • You were shocked and started getting up, but you realized that you really liked the feeling, thinking I could get used to this, as you laid back down on him
  • I like him, don’t I. (YES Y/N YOU DO JESUS CHRIST)
  • You giggled to yourself as silently as possible as to not wake Minhyun but surprise he had already been awake for an hour, unable to fall back asleep
  • And the fact that you had decided to stay there with him in that intimate position told Minhyun everything he needed to know
  • He signaled he was awake, opening his eyes, meeting yours
  • He raised his eyebrows at you, and thanks to the telepathy of best friends you know what he meant. Is this a yes from you?
  • And you nodded in response. Yeah, it is.
  • And that was that
  • Your relationship stayed pretty much the same, except some added cuteness and skinship ;)
  • You were obviously still best friends, but now you were best friends that liked kissing sometimes yaknow the usual
  • You both understood one another so well, and were already comfortable with another, already knew everything about the other person
  • Both of you thought you were very lucky to have been in this situation, to meet and be with the other person
  • hehehehehehehehe adorable

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A/N: Holy shit I feel like this ended up being super long, hope that’s fine with y’all lmao.

also jesus christ he’s so beautiful this is ILLEGAL !

Hung-up and Hungover (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request:  Could I request a Bucky x reader fic where the reader totally kicks his ass at a drinking game or pool and he’s so in awe of her that he flat out admits that he has a crush on her as she’s celebrating her victory? :)

“Nope, you guys can’t play,” Tony argued, pointing at you and Clint, “you never miss, so that just sucks all the fun out of it for the rest of us.  Besides, this game of pool is for cash and posterity, and you’re broke, so…point made.”

Clint snorted in disgust and waved Tony off, shaking his head and pointing at you with the hand that held his half-empty beer bottle, “that’s not fair.  She misses all the time, no need to punish me for it.”

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Mindful Monday: Ways of Handling Misgendering

For many guys, being misgendered can cause frustration, emotional hurt, embarrassment and upset. It’s something that happens when the outside world fails to perceive you as male and makes assumptions about your gender based on visual and/or auditory cues. Misgendering can happen regardless of where you are in your transition and even happens to men who are assigned male at birth. Below are some ways to handle situations during which someone has mistaken your gender to be opposite of what you actually identify as.

  • Humor can be the best defense in many situations. It can decrease tensions in seconds as well as give an opportunity for the accidental offender acknowledge their mistake and apologize.
  • Auto Correct is quick, efficient, and works best during a fast paced interaction during which there is no moment for a real aside to explain. The speaker will hear and correct themselves from that point on. Auto Correct can also be used during the beginning of an interaction and can set the precedent for the following correct pronouns and reference.
  • Ignoring is always an option, especially if you are shy, non confrontational or genuinely not bothered by other’s mistakes.
  • Dropping a Hint can be another indirect method of establishing your gender during an exchange. Mentioning something specific to your gender (familial relationship, same gender memberships, drawing attention to masculine attributes, sharing an anecdote that uses your pronouns, etc) can clarify any confusion.
  • Nonverbal reactions. People are quick to read expressions of confusion or offense. Since gender attribution occurs in split seconds, a double take to read someone’s facial expression can give someone the chance to correct their mistake and gender your correctly.
7 Years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook x Reader - Part 5

As promised here’s the next part. Sorry it took long and I hope you guys enjoy reading it. <3

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5 - Here  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10.1  Part 10.2  Part 10.3  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16 Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20 - Final


It took the rest of weekend to get over what you had witnessed at the party and you came to the conclusion that you were being over dramatic. Sure, Hye Mi was someone you held a deep dislike towards but Jungkook was still a ‘player’ and who he ‘played with’ was none of your concern, even if it turned out to be her.

Upon entering school on Monday, you were surprised to see them both sitting in their separate seats, Hye Mi seemingly trying to hide from someone. When you had sat yourself down, Jungkook took that as his cue to greet you.

“Hey, my cute Y/N. How are you?” Head snapping up, you were met with Jungkook’s signature bunny like grin.

You were suspicious, who wouldn’t be? The sudden compliment had caught you off guard and you weren’t sure how to respond properly.  

“I’m good…” Jungkook either didn’t take notice of your cautious response or ignored it because he began to make small talk with you. You occasionally nodded to give the impression of listening but the only thing you could think of was his strange behaviour. It seemed like he was too drunk on Saturday to remember what had happened and you silently thanked god. You didn’t want to have to deal with the awkward tension of an argument so early on a Monday morning.

When the time for class to start had come, he stood from his crouching position in front of you and pinched your cheek.

“See you later, sweet cheeks.” He then winked at you and left.

Was he using his 'player charm’ on you? He never treated you like that so his unusual behaviour had left you confused for the whole morning.

-

When lunch had arrived, both you and Areum had made you way to your seats at the boys table. Jungkook immediately flashed you another wink, much like the one from the morning.

“Hey, doll.” The various nicknames he had given you throughout the day were starting to annoy you and you weren’t sure how long it would be until you flipped. Areum sent you a surprised look and you replied with a shrug. She seemed to get the general message as she returned her attention to her lunch. You too wanted to know why he was behaving like this but  instead decided to keep your mouth shut.

Surely, it would be over by the end of the day.

Right?

Wrong.

It was when you were exiting the school with Areum where you had had enough.

“Bye, babe. See you tomorrow.” Freezing in place, you turned your body painfully slow until you were directly facing him. “What did you just call me?”

“Babe. What’s wrong?” You felt something within you snap and you marched towards him, grabbing his collar.

“Listen Jungkook! I’m not one of your playthings or side chicks. I’m your friend. Stop calling me these bullshit sickeningly sweet names because I swear to god I will punch you in the face.” His smile had dropped and he placed a hand on yours, prying your fingers off of him.

“Well what the fuck do you want then?! You weren’t happy at the party because I wasn’t thinking about your feelings and now that I’m making some kind of fucking effort, you decide to freak the fuck out! Make up your mind, Y/N!” Taking several steps back, you stared at him with a glare on your face.

“I just want you to treat me like a friend. I don’t need you drowning me in compliments every two seconds. Heck, you can call me loser for all I care. Just don’t treat me like those girls you throw away to the side every week. I’m not that desperate for attention.” Feeling like you were being too much of a bitch, you gave him a strained smile and made your way back to a shocked Areum.

“See you tomorrow, Jungkook!” Grabbing Areums arm, you walked ahead and left him standing there.

If only you could see the impressed smirk that spread on his lips.

“She must be bipolar or something…”

-

It seemed like your words had successfully gotten through to Jungkook without causing any unwanted anger since the next day, his greeting lacked the embarrassingly sweet pet names.

“So, what was that about yesterday anyway? And don’t lie to me, Jungkook.” He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head and then lent his chin on the backrest of the seat in front of you.

“You seemed like you were upset with me and I just wanted to make you feel happy, I guess.” Raising an eyebrow, you tilted your head and stared at him. “You guess?”

He pushed his lips out and glanced to the side, avoiding your question.

“If you call me by those crappy nicknames again, I’ll leave you for Taehyung.” Eyes widening, he snapped his attention back to you.

“No way! He can’t replace me, nothing can replace me! Those 7 years aren’t going to be ruined by Tae.” Jungkook proceeded to grab your cheeks, and pinch them causing you to flinch and grab his hair. Playfully tugging at it, you sent him a threatening glare and he slowly released his grip on you.

“I’m serious. You’re not leaving me.” You weren’t sure why but your cheeks heated at his sentence and you narrowed your eyes at him.

“You say that like we’re dating or something…” Instead of replying, he shot you his bunny-like grin and tapped his wristwatch with two fingers.

“Wha-” Before you could ask him what he meant, he jumped out of his seat and strolled back to his desk.

You definitely were not dense. That action was his way of saying 'soon’ without having to actually speak.  

He didn’t think your friendship could become more, did he?

Deciding that it was best to ignore what had just happened, you retrieved your notebook from your bag, preparing for your first lesson.

-

Lunch soon arrived and you made your way to the lunch line alone. The line had been moving unusually fast today and you were already eyeing the special dish of the day, when a tap on your shoulder broke you out of your trance. Upon turning around you were met with the familiar face of Jung-Hoon, a boy you shared a couple of classes with. He was relatively popular and most claimed he was the typical good-boy, although how he really acted was a mystery to almost everyone.

“Hey Y/N. How are you?” You supposed it was rude to continue staring at him with your eyebrows furrowed, so you offered him a friendly smile.

“Hi… I’m good, what about you?” He obviously didn’t sense your confusion as he continued to smile brightly at you, seemingly satisfied with your reply.

“I’m great, thanks for asking. Actually, I originally wanted to ask if you wanted to hang out at some point this week? You know catch up a bit?” What was there to catch up on? Sure, you had been partners a couple of times for school projects but other than that you were never close enough to be considered friends. You, being someone who could never say no in the face of kindness, agreed to his idea.

“Cool! So, I’ll see you at the bubble tea place around the corner on Saturday at 2?” Slowly nodding your head, he placed his hand on your shoulder and presented you with one last smile before jogging off.

What just happened?

A couple of minutes later, you were heading towards your usual table with the boys and Areum when you spotted Jungkook’s perplexed face staring right at you. Sitting down on your seat, he immediately bombarded you with questions.

“Was that Jung-Hoon? He was speaking to you right? What did that bastard want?” Taking a spoon of egg fried rice and stuffing it into your mouth, you slowly chewed whilst allowing Jungkook to finish asking his questions.

“Yes that was Jung-Hoon, yes he was speaking to me and Bastard? He’s a nice guy.” A scoff escaped Jungkook’s lips and he scowled at your last sentence. “Nice guy my ass, that guy is the devil in disguise.”

“Really? He invited me out on Saturday…” Jungkook’s head snapped up so fast, you were sure it was going to fly right off his neck.

“What! You said no right?” When you shook your head he almost choked on his food. “Jungkook… are you jealous?” Surprisingly, he didn’t react to your question and instead looked at you with a seriousness you didn’t know he possessed.

“Yeah, I’m jealous so don’t hang around with that piece of shit.” Letting out a heavy sigh, you began playing with your rice. “It’s too late Jungkook. You know me, I can’t say no when people are being nice.”

“Fucks sake!” He smashed his hand down on the table, effectively bringing the surrounding tables attention on you for a split second before they realised it was just Jungkook getting angry. Knowing about Jungkook’s bad temper, you hadn’t even flinched at his action. You took a sip out of your water bottle, holding his furious glare with a look of indifference. Huffing in annoyance, Jungkook ran a hand through his hair in frustration, calming himself down.

“If that shit hurts you, physically or mentally, i’ll fucking kill him.” Nodding, you beamed at him, happy that you had come to a somewhat normal conclusion.

“Thanks Kookie!” When the nickname left your lips, he looked away whilst rubbing the back of his neck.

“Whatever…”

“Someone please explain to me why Jungkook has decided to stop being a little bitch after he’s woken me up.” Needless to say, Yoongi complained about how inconsiderate people are for the rest of the lunch break.

-

The days came and went until Friday arrived and once again Areum was absent from school due to sudden vomiting. You had felt increasingly uncomfortable at the smiles Jung-Hoon had been sending you from across the classroom but decided against telling Jungkook because, let’s be honest, he would lose his shit over it.

You were continuously questioned by Jungkook at lunch, over whether you still wanted to meet up with Jung-Hoon, to which you replied 'yes’ each time. He looked like he wanted to argue more but left it at that when the bell to signal the end of lunch had rang.

When you had reached the end of the school day, Jungkook insisted on walking you home, claiming he wanted to visit your family.

“Why?” Your one word question had grabbed his complete attention and he simply smirked.

“I’m sure your mother misses seeing her child’s 'soulmate’.” Blushing, you began walking ahead in a poor attempt to leave him behind.

“That was like 9 years ago. We’re not 'soulmates’ anymore.” His smirk widened and he peered down at your red face.

“Actually, we’re soulmates until I say we’re not.” Rolling your eyes, you stopped in front of your house, pulling your keys out. When you opened the door, you were immediately greeted with your 15 year-old sister bounding down the stairs and enveloping you in a hug.

“Wow, this is a first. S/N giving me a hug?” She giggled and turned her attention to Jungkook, a look of realisation settling on her face.

“Jungkook!? We haven’t seen you in ages!” He grinned and ruffled your sisters hair, making her smile back.

“I’m impressed you remember me, you were 6 the last time I saw you.”  Your mother emerged from the kitchen, an excited grin planted on her face and you groaned.

“Ah! Jungkook, is that you? You’ve grown up so well!” She proceeded to embrace him as if he was her long lost child and he returned it with as much happiness as her.

“It’s nice to see you, M/N. How are you?” Whilst they broke into a small conversation, you took that as your opportunity to escape to your room. Around ten minutes later, Jungkook followed, throwing himself on your bed.

“Damn, I’ve missed coming here.”

“Don’t get too comfortable. We’re not kids anymore, I’m a grown girl and you’re a grown boy. This isn’t normal for people our age.”

“Yeah, but we’re soulmates remember?” There it was, that word again. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you gaped at his boldness.

“Shut up!” Picking up a pillow, you brought it down on his face with as much force as possible and he only snickered into it.

“You’ll come around eventually.” Deciding to ignore his last comment, you grabbed your books and sat at your desk. Studying was the best way to get him off your back. Or so you thought.

Feeling him place his chin on your shoulder, his natural scent filled your nose and caused the rest of your face to turn red, butterflies settling in your stomach.

“Help me study.” There was no room for arguing and you allowed him to place his own books on your desk and sit beside you.

You ended up tutoring him on topics he struggled with until the sky turned dark and it was time for him to leave. When he had left and you were closing your books, you discovered a note wedged between the pages of your notebook.

'Call me if something happens tomorrow. I won’t forgive that bastard for upsetting my soulmate.’

Why did this note make a delicate smile spread on your lips and make your heart flutter?

You told yourself it was his concern and nothing more.


Isak mumble raps fresh prince while hanging out in the kitchen and Even, cooking, hears it and absentmindedly joins in at “In west Philadelphia born and raised”, Eskild walks in to get something from the fridge hears the cue and turns around to face Even and say “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air”. The three of them rap the rest of the lyrics in sync and louder and louder until Linn pops her head in to the kitchen to scold all of them for making so much noise everyone beams at each other, shrugs and goes back to their own thing, Eskild leaves the kitchen with his drink, Even goes back to cooking and Isak goes back to texting as though nothing happened at all.

DJ Got Us Falling In Love

Hello, hello! I am finally back with more writing! Honestly, the only reason I took so long was because this literally took me almost two months to write because I am the worst and my computer broke and I don’t really even know. This isn’t completely how I wanted it to be but I’ve been writing it for two months and I couldn’t keep tweaking it anymore. Let me know what you think! 

EDIT: I totally forgot to mention that I kind of set this up as a Part 2 for Secret Love Song. It can be read as a standalone one shot if you want but if you want some backstory for it or were looking for a part 2 for SLS you can read it like that as well!

“So baby tonight, the DJ’s got us falling in love again.”

You’re torturing yourself. Scrolling through all your social media only hurts you but it’s like your fingers work of their own accord.

It’s everything Harry trained you not to do. “Don’ pay attention t'it, love,” he’d murmur in your ear as he’d reach around you to close incriminating tabs open on your laptop. “Doesn’t mean anythin’.” But it did mean something, it always did.

More than ever, you should be heeding his advice. Every article, every new picture, every interview twists the knife in you that much more. It’s enough that he isn’t a part of your life anymore. But now you’re forced to watch his life unfold in front of your very eyes, whether you like it or not.

And like it, you do not. It isn’t as simple as unfollowing him like with any old ex. No because his face would still be splashed all over the internet, even if it isn’t his social media pages you’re checking.

Although, you are checking. And you don’t like what you see.

Countless blogs and gossip sites have his picture all over their page, speculating about the new girl he’d been parading around. Even as you read the various accounts, you can hear his voice in the back of your mind, “S'not real. These people are jus’ bored. Need something to do,” but you push it away. He’d broken up with you, hadn’t he? You don’t have to listen to what he says, even if it is only in your mind.

“Stop it,” a voice chimes out that mirrors the one in your head. You peel your eyes from your phone screen in time to watch your best friend snatch it from your hand.

“Hey!” You reach to grab it back but she only pulls it farther.

“This is not healthy,” she continues, rolling up the window of the cab. She smooths out the unruly mess the wind had made of her hair, dropping the phone in her bag. “I’m taking this hostage.”

“Give it back,” you insist. You had been only moments away from discovering the identity of your ex’s mystery girl. A sigh escapes you when you remember that you were once considered his mystery girl.

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hiraeth pt.1

Warning: Spoilers

Jumin/MC (you)

pt. 2 | pt. 3

genre: angst + other stuff lol

Also, thank you @sinfulinsecret for helping me sort out my thoughts and shaping this fic (otherwise it would’ve been a bigger mess than it already is).

A/N: This work is set in a world in which everything at Mint Eye actually happened (V’s dead, Saeran’s back, Saeyoung quit the agency, Rika’s in Alaska). But Seven and MC (reader insert) stayed best friends, they were always friends. This happens a year and a half after the main story.


          Saeran was lying down on the couch, eyes glued to the screen of his Nimtendo DS. Deft fingers moved from one button to another, the sounds from the device being the only ones filling the room. You were sitting on the opposite couch to his, just watching the other twin play, waiting for Saeyoung to come with a bowl of Honey Buddha Chips.
          You were currently at Saeyoung’s place to plan some stuff out for the upcoming RFA party.

           “What are you thinking? You lost or something?” you were indeed lost in though until the redhead’s voice snapped you out of your reverie.

           “Took you long enough,” you teased.

          Seven simply scoffed and dumped the bowl between your crossed legs before letting himself fall on the couch right next to you. 

          “You should feel honored by my fabulous presce- OUCH!” he exclaimed in an indignant tone of voice when you pinched his cheek.

          “You’re really really smart but like… you can be so dumb sometimes,” you wiggled your eyebrows at him and stuck your tongue out. 

          He let out a soft chuckle and threw some chips at you, making you gasp loudly. You eyed him, then Saeran with a happy gleam in your eyes and suddenly you were reminded of the events that happened a year and a half ago, your throat suddenly feeling tight.


          As if on cue the man next to you poked your cheek gently as a concerned frown adorned his face. He was such a great friend.

          “What’s wrong, (y/n)?” he said. 

          You bit your bottom lip, unable to lie to his face, “I just thought of what happened back then… I just… I’m happy that you were reunited with your brother but even though I didn’t know him as long as you did… V just deserved so much better.”

          Your voice was quiet enough for Saeran not overhear your conversation. Seven’s eyes immediately found your own and you could feel the guilt overflowing his body. 

          “But, it wasn’t anyone else’s fault but Rika’s,” you added, “She refused help, she abused V, she corrupted Saeran. It’s just… It sucks I guess.”

          You grabbed Seven’s hand and gave it a comforting squeeze before looking over at Saeran who still had his eyes glued to his game. You were truly glad that the twins were able to reunite. They both deserved it.

          Seven nodded once before sighing and standing up, beckoning you to follow him. You brushed the crumbs from the chips off your lap and followed your friend into his room. You noticed that there was his car-shaped bed, a couple of bookshelves, a nightstand, a TV, and some stars glued to the ceiling. His room was simple and quite messy.
         
          ‘He truly is like a child,’ you thought.

          Saeyoung grabbed something that looked like a photo album from his bookshelf. It was weird. You never took him as the person to have photo albums.
          He walked towards his bed and sat down, placing the album on his lap.

          “Well? Come in,” he dusted off the album then proceeded to open it.  

          You closed the door behind you as you made your way into his room and towards his bed, “So, what’s that?

          You let yourself fall next to him, just like he did a few minutes ago on the couch. Your eyes slowly moved towards the item on his lap, a picture of the original RFA adorning the first page. There was Yoosung with his brown, short hair; then Jumin, his expression as stoic as ever, your eyes lingered on his face for a bit longer. Zen was right next to him, a sweet smile adorning his undeniably gorgeous face and Saeyoung was standing next to Yoosung with an uncharacteristic serious expression, and right in the middle were… V and Rika, smiling right at the camera.

          “Why are you showing me this?” you said in a small voice.

          “I wanted to show you what the RFA was like, what V was like. You guys are truly special for me and I needed something to prove that this all wasn’t a dream; therefore I made this photo album. Now, I know you profusely dislike Rika but I think it’s a good idea to talk about this. For me, for you, and eventually for everyone in the RFA,” he mumbled the last part.

          Jumin and Seven didn’t want the others to know about the things that went down at Mint Eye and you disagreed instantly but promised to keep it a secret for the time being. 

           You two then started talking about the past parties and some the funny things that happened in the messenger. It wasn’t as lively as it was now but it didn’t mean they weren’t funny.

           Then Seven turned the page, revealing a picture of V, Rika, and Jumin sitting on a couch with Elizabeth the 3rd resting on your fiancé’s lap. You smiled as you saw Jumin in casual clothing, his hair slightly messy, a small smile adorning his face while his hand idly rested on Elizabeth’s back. All in all, he looked adorable. 

           “Oh! I remember that day!” Saeyoung pointed at Jumin’s face, grinning slightly.

          “What happened that day?” you tilted your head slightly in curiosity as you noticed Saeyoung’s eyes started shining.

          “That’s the day Jumin got Elly!” he grinned widely and looked over at you.

          “Oh, my! Really!? He looks really happy…” you trailed off, your mind suddenly filled with thoughts of the man you loved with your entire being.  

          ‘He must be at work right now,’ you thought.

          “So what exactly happened!? How did he react!? Please tell me everything, Saeyoung!” you were so eager to hear about his adorable reaction.

          “Well, I wasn’t there there but they sent this photo to the messenger. But I know what happened. It was Rika who gave her to him. They were at V’s apartment and he was really happy, even though he kept saying it wasn’t a big deal,” he rolled his eyes.

          “Wait. So, Rika gave Elizabeth the 3rd to him?” you weren’t exactly jealous but it made you feel uneasy. Still you were glad that Elizabeth was there to keep company to Jumin before you did.


5 p.m., Outside of Zen’s apartment

           You waited for your friend to come out eagerly. He’d promised that he would take you for a ride on his motorcycle, despite Jumin’s constant reprimanding whenever you brought the subject up. Afterwards you two would just hang out at a bar and talk. And you did exactly that. 

           Time flew by as fast as it did with Seven. You had a great time riding your friend’s motorcycle. It was one of the biggest rushes you’ve ever felt in your life, besides those experienced behind closed doors at your lover’s apartment.

           You lost track of time completely when you were drinking and chatting. Zen always had been a great person to talk to. He was the one person you could always go to for advice and, to be honest, he was pretty fun.


11 p.m., Jumin’s penthouse

           Saying that today had been a stressful day would be an understatement. One of the big deals he was working on had been dropped without previous notice, causing chaos to erupt in the office. That specific deal would’ve been of great use for the company.

           He stepped into your shared apartment and was immediately greeted by Elizabeth the 3rd’s meowing followed by an affectionate rub against his ankles. The man felt suffocated and fatigued, he had a headache and wanted nothing more than to come home to you and unwind.

           That’s when he noticed you weren’t home.

           ‘That’s strange,’ he thought, checking his phone to see if he had any missed calls or messages from you after he noticed you only left a note that spelled “It’s my day off so I’ll be back later! Love you!”

           Just when he thought his day couldn’t get any worse.

1 a.m., Jumin’s apartment

           Crap. It was really late and you just realized you had over 5 missed calls from Jumin.

           As quietly as you possibly could you unlocked this apartment door and stepped inside. You closed the door and placed the keys in your coat’s right pocket.  

           The moment you stepped into the living room he was there. Arms crossed with posture that screamed rage. His face was the most emotionless he’s ever directed at you in a while.  

           ‘Crap,’ was the only thing you could think.

           You only stood there, like a deer caught in the headlights, staring at him. You felt awful. It was late; you totally forgot to call him or text him because you had such a great time. That was no excuse, though. You took a deep breath; ready to wholeheartedly apologize when he held a hand up.

           “Don’t even bother. Where were you?” his voice was like ice and it struck at your heart. He never spoke this way to you.

           But you still couldn’t even bring yourself to argue, not when you had some fault here, “I was with Seven organizing something for the party and then I hung out with Zen.”

           Anger mixed with annoyance flashed across his face, but just as soon as it appeared, it was gone. You sighed and started walking up to your fiancé only for him to turn around and walk away, heading into his study.

           “I have some work to do, go to bed,” those were the last words he said before he shut the door behind him.


Three days later, Jumin’s apartment

           No “good mornings” or  “goodnights” had been exchanged, no kisses or embraces, no loving words had left his lips ever since he shut the door of his study that night. Whatever attempt at a conversation you had was only filled by his ice-cold tone of voice accompanied by his stoic face and your hesitant voice. Every time you tried to touch him he successfully managed to evade you. 

           You’d heard from Jaehee what had happened with the other company and the deal that was dropped. You were sure that work would be extremely heavy for the next week at the very least and that you being home so late that night only made added up to his frustrations.  But still, you had apologized for not texting him about your whereabouts that day. He’d dismissed you.

           He had just gotten home and you were set on fixing things. You were standing in the hallway that connected the entrance with the living room, a shy smile adorning your face. You tried your best to hide your anxieties but it was proving more difficult when his cold gaze met your own.

           “Hello, love!” you walked over to him and tried to help him with his coat only to have him step back and do it himself.

           “Hello,” he said nonchalantly before walking past you and towards the living room, immediately picking Elizabeth he 3rd who had been resting on the couch. His eyes softened as he stroked her soft fur and you only felt your hurt growing.

           You shook your head in an attempt to clear your thoughts and made your way towards the couch, letting yourself fall right next to him, startling Elizabeth in the process, which made you feel a pang of guilt.

           “I made dinner tonight! I thought you would be hungry and I wanted to have some quality time with my soon-to-be husband!” you said in the brightest tone you could physically muster but the only thing you received was an angry scowl from him.

           “Can’t you be more careful? You scared Elizabeth the 3rd,” he looked back down at the feline, “Plus, I already ate at the office.” 

           That. Was. It.

           You were tired of this attitude of his. It was too painful. You missed a man that was right in front of you. You knew how difficult he could be at times but this was just ridiculous. What you had done was wrong but you apologized and he still acted this way? No. You wouldn’t have it anymore. You would never apologize for actually being with your friends and having fun.

You stood from your spot on the couch, crossed your arms, and your “happy girlfriend” façade broke, only revealing raw hurt. 

           “Okay, what is your problem? I’ve been trying my best here, Jumin. I know you’re trying to push me away. But guess what? It’s not happening. I want to make this right and you don’t seem to give a shit. I went out with my friends. So what!? I already said I was sorry! I already apologized for not texting you because unlike you I can see past other people’s mistakes and forgive.”

           His hair covered those dark eyes of his and you could see his entire body tensing, “Stop being ridiculous, (y/n).”

           At that he stood up and tried to walk past you but you grabbed his suit’s sleeve and he stopped in his tracks. 

           Slowly, he turned to face you and you were met with a look that screamed annoyance. You felt a knot in your throat as you fought hard to hold back a sob that was so desperately fighting to slip out.

           “What?” he raised an eyebrow and you just couldn’t take it anymore. 

           “Stop that! Stop this! It’s not my fault that you’re frustrated about work! Because instead of actually talking about it to me you decide to use a petty excuse to let out your frustrations on me. I know what happened! A deal was dropped and it screwed everything up! How is that my fault, Jumin? I just want to hear you out and support you and love you and you’re making it impossible!” those words jabbed at his heart and his pride.

           “Stop trying to act like you know me. You’ve only been here for a year and a half. Elizabeth has been here longer. What makes you believe you’re entitled to decide what I’m feeling?” he snatched his sleeve back and his right hand absentmindedly fiddled with it, “While you were out and about messing around with Zen I was trying hard to provide for you. And guess who was here for me? Elizabeth the 3rd. You are…” he trailed off when he noticed that hot tears started falling down your cheeks. You were biting your lip hard, blood starting to trickle down.

          He was still fuming, his feelings were a mess at the moment and the only thing he could fully register was your back slowly heading into the spare bedroom, shutting the door close behind you along with your emotions.