...the best i can do oops

You Are All Four Seasons

REQUEST: from @likeapinkocean

Hey I was wondering if you do fionn imagines. I really love your writing 💜. I was wondering if you could write one where fionn and y/n have been best friends for years. Whilst he is doing an interview with Harry, he admits that he’s in love with y/n. I thought this would be a cute idea 💜😂

A/N: I wasn’t sure how to write this and then inspiration hit. Hope the way it plays out is okay for you :) Also, the Disney Channel thing actually happened between me and my best guy friend (at the time), I didn’t realise that he actually liked me then, oops.

Title & italics lyrics: Northern Wing 
by City & Color

My Fionn playlist can be found on Spotify (this is what I listen to when I write about him and songs that are featured in fics about him) (x)



There were no amount of words in the English language, or any other for that matter, that allowed Y/N to express her level of pride for her best friend. It was as simple as that. Her pride was metaphorically off the chart.

If one were to tell her and Fionn when they first met at the age of eight that they would be closer than ever, and he would be cast in a historical film epic, by the age of twenty, then they’d have probably rolled their eyes and blown a spitball at you in disbelief. But here they were, twelve years on in the exact position that would have left the youngsters incredulous.

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anonymous asked:

So, Jason, you're a superhero fan, aren't you? Then you must be into Spider-Man stuff. Movies and shows were made due to the legacy of the comics. I'll bet you watch Spectacular Spider-Man, which most people claim it to be the, in terms of quality, the best Spider-Man show. Some people can go far as to actually say SSM is the best Spider-Man "thing" ever, which is hyperbolic because there are many people who'd prefer the hit Sam Raimi trilogy. Would you say you'd prefer the Raimi films over SSM?

Er…no, I’m a comic book/superhero fan yes, but never been much into Spider-Man. Just never identified with him or even found any of his villains terribly compelling, which is much more my usual preference.

I didn’t watch much of Spectacular Spider-Man when it was out or even after, but what I did see of it I enjoyed well enough.
The first two Raimi movies are pretty good, especially the casting of Willem Dafoe and Alfred Molina, but of course they can be picked apart like anything and sometimes have holes you could drive a truck through….the third one is rather an absolute mess.

So, I mean…I think if I were asked I’d say I prefer Spectacular Spider-Man over the Raimi movies, I guess? If I had to pick.
But if I had to sit and watch a Spider-Man thing, I’d much rather watch Spider-Man: Homecoming again. Actually really enjoyed that picture.

Communicating with autistic people

In light of April & autism acceptance month I thought I’d make a post about how autistic people communicate, because understanding and accepting our communication styles is one of the most important parts of autism acceptance. The things listed here are from my own experience and from information I have gathered from talking to other autistic people, it is by no means exhaustive. If you want to add something on I have missed feel free :+)

  • Lack of eye contact doesn’t mean we aren’t engaged, oftentimes maintaining eye contact is actually more distracting than not. 
  • Our body language is different. Trying to assume how we feel from your knowledge of body language will often lead you to wrong conclusions.

  • Our tone does not always indicate our feelings, it’s often more telling to listen to the words we are saying themselves then try to guess what our tone means
  • We will likely have difficulty reading your body language and tone. The subtleties of communication don’t come easy to us, if you want us to understand what you are feeling or offer support it is most useful to communicate your feelings thoughts and needs directly.
  • Things we say may come off as rude or overly blunt, even if it is not intended this way.
  • We have varying degrees of understanding sarcasm. Some of us struggle to understand any of it, some of us actively understand and employ it and everything in between. We are also prone to literal-mindedness in general meaning we may have trouble with taking other forms of jokes or figurative speech literally. 
  • Our communication abilities often vary with things like stress and sensory input. For example, under little stress or a good amount of sensory input I can communicate enough to explain detailed thoughts as in this post, form sentences and employ tone and cadence to my speech. At varying levels of sensory input I may begin to speak in monotone, take several minutes to put together a single sentence, or be unable to access most of my vocabulary aside from sounds and simple words like “yes” and “no”. 
  •  It is very common for autistic people to empathize by comparing similar experiences. (for example: person a: “My dog got sick, I’m worried about him.” autistic person: “Oh, my cat got sick last year too.”) People who do not empathize like this often see it as ‘one-upmanship’ when the intent is only to empathize or express sympathy. 
  •  We may interrupt you before you’re done speaking. It’s very common for autistic people to have difficulty telling when other people are finished speaking. If we interrupt you it is almost never out of rudeness but we genuinely cannot tell when is the right time to speak.
  •  We may occasionally take over the conversation especially with info-dumping. When I info-dump I’m very excited and I feel like I can barely keep the information I want to talk about down. Being so excited, I tend to ramble for a long time, elaborating unimportant details as I am unaware to whether the listener is bored or even listening. I’m not saying you have to stay completely engaged and remember every detail but at very least don’t get angry with an autistic person for their infodumping.
  •  A lot of autistic people also have auditory processing problems. This means that what you say might not register for a few moments or you might have to repeat yourself. Please be patient with somebody who has poor auditory processing, as it’s not really something we can help. 
  •  If you are asking the autistic person to do a task or activity of any sort (giving them directions to somewhere, asking them to come to a party, asking them to help you fold your laundry) we usually need very clear and precise instructions or plans.

These are all common parts of autistic communication styles but it’s important to remember not every autistic person is the same or will have all of these traits. We are as varied in personality, thoughts, and behaviors as allistic people, but we are tied together by shared experiences. Being aware of these traits and unlearning them as inherently bad communication styles is helpful to autistic people as a whole, but if there’s a specific autistic person in your life you want to better communicate with, the best thing you can do is ask them how you can do that and honestly discuss differences in communication and needs to best understand each other.

OTP Prompts- Fantasy Edition

“You just "rescued” me from a dragon, and you look so proud, but that dragon is actually my best friend. Oops.“ Au

"I was cursed, and only True Love’s Kiss can save me, but I’m a hundred miles from civilization, and the only other person around is my nemesis: You.” Au

“I’m a mermaid/merman, and you’ve fallen in love with my voice. How do I break it to you that you don’t actually love me, you’re just enchanted?” Au

“I’m an alchemist, and you’re my ever-so-patient assistant who finds me the random ingredients I ask for, I really need to find a way to thank you.” Au

“I’m half-dragon, and I’ve always hidden that from everyone, but now you know, and somehow, you don’t think it’s awful? And you’re touching my scales? And asking me to roast you marshmallows? I can’t decide if I’m relieved or annoyed.” Au

“You’ve been my best friend for years, and I can tell you anything, right? Good, because I sort of stole a dragon egg.” Au

“You and I were sent on a quest together by the king, but now we’re horribly lost, and I’m fairly certain this quest was just meant to kill us.” Au

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Hi, guys! I recently received an ask from @sunny-bunnies about my handwriting and headers! I thought my headers were more interesting (I’ll probably do a handwriting tag eventually haha), and I have a lot that I use so this post would get way long if I did both :)

Anyway, I’m going to go through all of the headers that I use regularly! they’re pictured above with and without shadows as a tl;dr.

monoline: this style is pretty popular right now and is also my current favorite! basically, it’s cursive, but uneven- whenever a letter ends in a downstroke, I extend it a little below where it would usually be and also vary the line on which the letters “sit.” The most important tip for this style is to keep stroke width and letter size the same, so that the unevenness looks intentional and not sloppy.

lowercase: I like to use this one as a subheading! it looks much better in the shadow version but basically you write in lowercase print as neatly as you can and hope for the best.

uppercase: This one can be used virtually anywhere! It’s pretty much writing in all caps; I prefer to stretch it vertically! (If you do this, make sure your letters are vertically centered in the same place! ex. the middle line on the E can go high, low, or in the middle, but it should also match where the bump of a P ends.)

faux calligraphy: (forgive me running out of space on this one oops) sort of like monoline (you can do the cursive evenly, like above, or unevenly), but after you write, go back in and thicken the downstrokes. This is much easier than regular calligraphy if you a. don’t feel confident with your calligraphy or b. don’t own brush pens!

serif 1: this one’s cute and kinda typewriter-ish! just print your letters and add serifs (little mini dashes) to the ends of lines. boom! you’re done. I like to look up a typewriter font to have a reference for the serif length and placement, but tbh it looks pretty good even if you wing it.

serif 2: serif 1 but adding to vertical strokes (note that these are not the same as the downstrokes used in faux calligraphy!) I based this style off of times new roman if you need a reference. A warning about serifs: shadows are a pain to do so if you choose to do a shadow + serif, make sure your header is 10 or fewer letters (you’ll thank me later.)

two-tone: take your faux calligraphy (this works better if you have thicker strokes), draw an imaginary line down the middle, and use a darker color to color over the top or bottom (I favor the bottom but it’s a matter of personal preference!) Layering colors (as opposed to just making each half the letter one color) has 2 benefits: 1. no guesswork in trying to match up halves, and 2. the colors look more cohesive! You can also try to blend the colors together to make a gradient (lay down more of the darker color and blend it upward with the lighter one!)

big & small: uppercase, but instead of adding shadows, add mini cursive letters to the centers of the colored letters. Make sure to connect it all together!

highlighted caps: A classic and perfect if you’re in a rush or doing subheaders. just write in all caps and highlight over it. voilá!

color shadow: I would definitely recommend doing this in a larger space than the one I left myself (check out this post to see it done less sloppily) but the idea is to do faux calligraphy with the black pen and the shadow with your colored pen or highlighter! (here I would generally recommend a gel pen or felt, fine-tipped marker but obviously I didn’t follow either of my own tips so make of that what you will)

a note on shadows: So I’ve mentioned shadows a couple times. Unless you want to make your life hard, do the shadows after the main body of the letter. There are just 3 basic rules I follow here! 1. pick 2 adjacent directions to do the shadows in (above, I picked down and right but you can also pick down and left or, if you’re feeling creative, up and left or right.) 2. For every line, one side should be in shadow. this isn’t a hard-and-fast rule but it’s pretty good to follow in general. 3. Choose a primary and secondary direction! For example, I picked down and right, correct? But if I have a capital A (see “uppercase”) I need to pick between a down/left shadow and an up/right shadow. Since I picked right as my primary direction, I choose the up/right side! This is basically an extension of rule 2 but it took me a while to figure out so I thought it should be included.

Sorry! this post went a lot longer than I had intended, but hopefully it was informative! P.S. if you like my posts, maybe you’d also like my new studygram!

RFA HEADCANONS: They Get Jealous~

(It’s almost midnight, what am I doing with my life. ANYWAYS. It would be so great if someone would request something *hint hint* *wink wonk* because it’s hard trying to be creative. Lel.)

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RFA~ they get jealous. V+Saeran included.

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Yoosung:

Yoosung has always been a more jealous type. Literally, if he even sees you talking to anyone other than him, he can’t help but feel a little uneasy.

So, he would go to the restroom for a brief few seconds, and when he gets back..

You’re. Talking. To. Another. Guy??

Now, he didn’t know that this ‘other guy’ was a cousin you haven’t seen in a while.

His stomach goes in knots, and he balls up his fists, wanting nothing more than to go push the guy away from you.

Sadly, he is probably too shy to just walk up there, but for a few moments, he tries to gather up his courage to go take you back.

When he realizes he’s just too nervous, he starts to think that he lost you, and starts tearing up a bit.

At this point, you’d be like “damn boi, how long it take to pee?” And start to look around..well, o shit, your cute blondie is just standing all the way back there.

“Yoosung? Come over here! I’d like you to meet my cousin…wait, are you crying?”

“Wha- cousin?! Oh..! Uhm..I- I wasn’t crying..!! I yawned! Aha. Hi. Nice to meet you, (C/N)..!”

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Jumin:

Uhm. Who are you talking to?

He is pissed off when he see’s you talking to one of his better looking security guards.

L I T E R A L L Y JUST SHOVES THE GUY AWAY.

He’s probably gonna start getting really touchy on you, (kink) and grip you by the waist h a r d.

Casually starts questioning the security guard as to wHY WAS HE TALKING TO YOU?

you’d get really embarrassed, and tell jumin to stop making a scene, buT HE IS JUST “NO” NO ONE ELSE CAN LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAT?

Straight out fires the guy. Oops.

“Jumin, what the hell?! Why would you fire him? He wasn’t trying to steal me away! I love you, and only you.”

“…Hm. I don’t like people eyeing you like that. That’s for me to do, no one else. ..(Y/N)..you know I love you. I only want what’s best for you.”

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Jaehee;

You two will be at one of Zen’s musicals, just enjoying the show..wheN THIS IDIOT JUST DECIDES TO START FLIRTING WITH YOU???

You try to tell the guy, you don’t swing that way?? But he doesn’t listen??

Jaehee goes into extreme jealous woman mode, and actually lashes out on the guy.

“She said she doesn’t go that way. Do you not get what she meant? Are you that idiotic? Do I seriously have to show you who she BELONGS to?”

Will casually start making out with you right then and there.

The guy will scoff and walk off, giving Jaehee the middle finger.

Jaehee awkwardly pulls away, refusing to make eye contact. She’ll probably start nervously running her hand though her hair.

She apologizes??

Nono, sweetie. No need to apologize. You’re a d o r a b l e.

You both end up leaving the theater, just so you can cuddle the rest of the night in peace.

“Jaehee, it’s fine. If anything, I thought it was cute..now, come here and love me, baby girl~”

Will high key melt at being called baby girl.

“I’m glad that you could just put the situation behind you so quickly..but, I’m warning you. Next time, I may not be so calm. You’re mine, (Y/N).”

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Zen:

Everywhere you went you seemed to get hit on in one way or another. Normally, Zen would brush it off, knowing that you only had eyes for him.

But oh.

One day. ONE DAY. He’s just had enough.

“Hey, cutie~ I lost my number, mind if I-”

“Yeah, she does mind, actually. Back. Off.”

He would roll his sleeves up, intimidating the guy with his muscles.

“Woah, chill. I was just being nice to the lad-”

“well, that lady happens to be taken. Now, if you ever so kindly..back the hell off, that would be great.”

STARTS GETTING REALLY INTIMIDATING IN GENERAL.

LIKE YOU CAN FEEL THE TENSION.

HE IS READY TO BEAT THE GUYS ASS.

He’s already a big fan on Pda, but ohhh, it’s gonna increase.

You practically can’t be farther than 5 inches away from him from then on.

“Zen, you know you’re the only one I see..”

“I know, Princess. I’m sorry, it’s just becoming so frequent..I want people to know not to mess with you.”

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707:

You two will be joking around, and then you’ll probably trip into someone. (Klutz.)

They’ll help you up, and give you a cheeky smile.

DANG THEY ARE H O T.

They’ll pull some lame pick up line, like “oh, you fell for me kdkfkfk ha.”

SEVEN WILL GET SO MAD.

B A C K O F F M Y W I F E???

His normally cheerful attitude is gonna change real quick.

He will get really serious, and pull you closer to him, making sure you aren’t hurt from falling, first. (Or diseased from the guy.)

High key starts sassing the guy.

Starts to laugh, and gives the guy a lil chest bump thing, as they 'make up’

Yeah, well. Seven stole his wallet out of his pocket.

That guy just lost everything, lol.

His money, his ID card, his credit card, business cards.

Oops.

“Well, you got over that fast. I’m impressed.”

“Heh. Babe, look what I got!”

“IS THAT HIS- oh my god. You’re evil. I love it.”

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V:

He’s so gentle, he just stands there awkwardly, shifting his weight on a different foot, waiting for you to hurry up.

You were at an art museum, and this guy came up to you, trying to show you the “best art works” there. He started cracking jokes, and yOU WERE LAUGHING AT THEM?

you didn’t know it was bothering V so much, but he was literally starting to tear up?

He wanted to step in, but if you were having fun, and you were happy.. He would stand it.

He actually felt his heart sink when the guy gave you his email address.

“Yeah, email me sometime. I can teach you a lot more!”

You sighed the moment the guy left, and crumpled up the paper, tossing it in the trash.

“What a waste. I didn’t want to be rude, but God..he was showing the worst pi- V? What’s wrong?”

“Oh..Nothing. Don’t worry about me. Shall we go over here?”

HE GOT THIS SMALL, CUTE LITTLE SMILE WHEN YOU THREW THE PAPER AWAY, THO, LIKE SKCIFJFJNF.

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Saeran: (Mild spoiler?? Maybe??)

Literally doesn’t like you talking to anyone.

Anyone.

He’s not the kind of guy that is like “oh, you can’t do this, you can’t do that.” But it’s easy to get him jealous.

In fact, he got jealous of his own brother.

“SAERAN~ SEVEN JUST TOLD ME THE GREATEST JO-”

“Yeah? Well if you like his jokes so much, why don’t you just date him instead?!”

Ends up getting in a huge fight with Saeyoung.

Low key starts trying to crack jokes (and fails) to keep up with his brother.

He starts getting so frustrated, thinking he was never going to be as good as his brother. That you would leave him for Saeyoung.

Poor smol bean. You had to reassure him that he was the only Choi for you..in fact, he was the only one at all for you.

“Saeran. You know that I love you, right?”

“Hmph.”

“Saerannn.”

“….I..love you too, I guess..”

“YOU GUESS? IS OUR LOVE IN QUESTION.” (He freaks out a bit when you say this, lel)

“Wha- no! No.. I..Uhm, I love you, (Y/N). I really do.”

Sense of Hearing

Pairing: Dean x Pregnant!Reader

Word count: 493

Warnings: Nakedness, cussing, dumbass!Dean

A/N: This is my entry for @kdfrqqg Kris’ First Writing Challenge, 

Pormpt: “The last person who spoke so freely around me ______”

And for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing Hiatus Writting Challenge, week 7

Prompt: “Stop filming me, moron!”

Tags under the cut

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

Sense of Hearing


“What are you doing in the dark,” you ask waddling into your room. You close the door behind you same time your arm reaches for the light switch. “You’re supposed to be putting the armour together!” you remind him.

Dean blinks repeatedly, letting his eyes adjust to the light. “I finished it about five minutes ago. So I decided to wait for you. You know, to see if you needed any help putting on your socks and shoes?” he says pushing up to his elbows and licking his lips as you loosen the knot on the front of your bathrobe, letting the soft material slide off your body.

“Yeah, right!” you scoff. “You just wanted to see me naked.” Turning around you take your bra from the bureau and adjust your boobs in the cups before hooking it on the back.

“That’s true,” Dean admits and stares at you while you struggle with a pair of control briefs. “Wow that belly is really popping out today!” He sits up biting his lips and digs on his front pocket for his phone, he opens the camera app and waits for you to stay still to snap a pic.

“Don’t do that, dumbass! Or at least lemme put some nicer underwear! I look like an old lady with these granny panties!” You twist around to look at your own butt and Dean chuckles.

“You know I don’t mind how you wrap your ass, I like it and imma eat it no matter what.” he grins and wiggles his eyebrows at you.

“Gah, I love when you say romantic things like that. Especially in front of your unborn child!” You face him completely and put both hands on your stomach, simulating covering the baby’s ears. “You know he’s able to hear you, right?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, a baby’s inner ear is fully developed by the twentieth week, so…”

“Oops.” He shrugs and keeps his cellphone up, camera pointed at you.

“You’re filming aren’tcha? You’re an ass!” You do your best to run to him so you can knock the phone off his hand.

“Shh the baby can hear you,” he laughs moving the phone away from your reach.

Stop filming me, moron!” You take one of his flannels from the back of the room chair and put it on, even though it doesn’t cover you belly. “Ugh, you’re such a-”

“Ah shh shh, the baby…” he warns and you sigh, rolling your eyes. “Besides, you know what happened to the last person who spoke so freely around me, Y/N?”

“Um… you knocked her up and married her?” You sit down next to him, shoving him back to the bed by the shoulder.

“You bet your old lady looking ass I did!” he adjust the camera trying to get a shot of your ass.

“Fuck you!”

“Y/N, the baby!” he laugh finally putting the phone away.

“Ugh shut up, he can’t even hear me, he’s asleep!.”


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11 am

“I’ll always be your best friend. No matter what.”

Part I / Part II
Pairing: Shawn Mendes x female character
Rating: Explicit
Words: 1989


Shawn wakes up to whispers outside his door, voices that speak words that are too low for him to clearly hear. At first, he’s confused, because why is there an arm slung over his waist? Then it hits him, the memories of last night. He realises that the person lying next to him is none other than the person he took home last night and kissed. His best friend.

He can feel every exhale of her slow breaths against his bare back. The second thing that he registers is the pounding in his head, and he definitely regrets the last couple of shots he did last night. His thoughts move at a mile per second, because he doesn’t know what to make of the situation as a whole, and there are a dozen questions running around his head, but he forces himself to stop. Eventually, the initial shock wears off and all he can think of in the moment is how badly he needs to pee. Carefully peeling off the arm around him, he tiptoes to his door and hears the voices clearer this time.

“I told you it would happen before they graduate,” says a male voice that definitely belongs to his father.

“Do you think they…?” He hears his mother’s concerned voice.

“They share clothes all the time, don’t they?”

“I guess, but this one was dry. By the jacuzzi.”

“Well, good on him then,” his father chuckles, and Shawn can see the face his mother must be making, in his head.

He can feel his cheeks turn hot as he hears his parents’ conversation about what sounds a lot like his sex life. He steps outside and clears his throat to make them aware of his presence, and his mother moves at the sound, swiftly spinning around to face him.

“Morning champ,” his father smirks.

His mother gives her husband a disapproving look before turning to look at Shawn in his more than fucked state with suspicion. “Honey, were you drunk last night?” she asks, narrowing her eyes, a warning sign that tells him that he better not lie.

Shawn sighs, knowing that there’s no point in lying when he will likely be spending most of the day in bed with the lights out. “Just a little,” he says apologetically. It’s not a lie, he’s only bending the truth a little, so he tells himself that it’s fine.

His mother shakes her head. “I found this by the jacuzzi. Is it yours?” She asks, holding up a thin jumper in front of him.

“Yeah,” he lies this time, taking it from her hands. He searches for a believable explanation to how and why it would end up on the porch, but comes up with nothing, so he just stands there awkwardly for a moment, watching his parents’ amused expressions. “I’m gonna brush my teeth,” he says, walking down the hall to the bathroom. He turns his head to look back, and they’re looking at him with grins on their faces.


They make their way down the stairs and into the kitchen to find his dad stirring something in a pot while his mom sets plates on the table. His mom tries, far too obviously, to hold back a grin when she sees them.

“Hey,” Shawn greets them. “What are you guys up to?”

“Lunch, and then we’re leaving for the conference,” his mother replies.

“So you’ll be gone?”

“All day,” she smiles, her gaze moving to the quiet girl next to Shawn. “Do you guys want some pasta?”

“I think I’ll just have some breakfast,” Shawn says.

“Yeah, me too.”

They eat in silence for the most part and it’s a little awkward, because when she’s there they always talk and laugh. Shawn thinks that his parents know well enough not to speak loudly around two hungover teenagers, and he really appreciates that, even though it makes the atmosphere a little thick. The food helps though, because he feels less nauseous after the meal.   

“So, what do you wanna do?” She asks with a faint smile, once his parents have closed the door behind them.

“Movie?”

They’re about fifteen minutes through The Conjuring when Shawn wants to stop watching and begs her to make cookies. She groans, but agrees eventually.

“Only because I love you,” she mutters, dumping a cup of chocolate chips into a mixing bowl.

“You just admitted you love me,” Shawn lilts.

“Piss off,” she laughs with a shake of her head. “You big baby.”

She makes the cookies, which takes a lot more time than the recipe predicted because she has to defend the dough from Shawn, but eventually gives in and gives him the last of what’s left in the bowl once she has placed the baking tray in the oven.

They return to the living room with the cookies and eat them while the plot unfolds on the screen. When the cookies are finished and there are only crumbs left, they lay down close together on the couch, Shawn holding her from behind with an arm around her waist. She appears to be paying attention to the film on the screen, but Shawn has his eyes shut, and his face hidden in her neck because the film is much more frightening than he had anticipated.

She screams when a scary scene comes on, and jumps. “Sorry,” she says.

“It’s okay,” he says. “I’m here.”

His arm tightens around her and he buries his face in her neck, then he kisses the exposed skin, innocently at first, until his kisses move out to her shoulder and his mouth opens. The kisses travel back towards her neck and Shawn sucks on the flesh, biting playfully. She sighs in pleasure, and as if on instinct, her bottom pushes back against his crotch and he groans at the pressure. She turns to him and meets his lips with her own, playfully swiping his tongue with hers. Shawn kisses her back with passion, her fingernails digging into the back of his neck, and the electricity of her touch travels to every inch of his body. Then she tugs at his hair and directs his mouth to her neck.

“Keep going,” she says.

Her leg slots itself between his and she presses against him and starts to rock against him slowly with a gentle pressure and Shawn feels his underwear tighten. He shivers when her hand travels down his back, around to the front of his waistline and cups him outside of his sweats. The moan that he lets out is embarrassingly loud, and he just knows that she’s smirking above him. He feels dazed, as if what they’re doing isn’t real, as if it’s a dream. Because never had he ever thought that he’d have his open mouth on his best friend while she has her hand on his erection. He resumes to working on a mark he has started on her shoulder while her hand goes down his pants and takes a proper hold of him and starts with slow strokes that make him impossibly harder. Her hand stops a moment later, and he whines at that, giving her a disappointed look.

“I’m not about to give you a dry handjob. Do you have anything?” she explains.

“In my room. Let’s go?”

He gets up first, helping her stand and keeping her hand in his as he leads her up the stairs back to his room. It takes a while until he finds the bottle of lube and condoms at the back of a drawer, but when he does and places them next to his pillows on his unmade bed, it all becomes real, because he doesn’t know what’s about to happen between him and his best friend. Even though he’s known her forever, this is new, it’s delicate.

She must have picked up on his feelings, because she takes his face in her hands and whispers against his lips, “It’s okay.”

She sits him down, kisses him softly, climbs on top of him, and drives him crazy. It’s slow, like it was last night, and he’s nervous, but she strokes his jaw with her thumb, and he feels a little reassured. His hand makes its way under her shirt, and then they shed their clothes until they’re both in their underwear. Her spread thighs bracket Shawn’s as she moves slowly against his length with her heat against him. His hands beg for her to take off her knickers and she allows him to pull the confines down her legs. Then she reaches down to remove the last piece of clothing on his body and he’s stark naked underneath her. She moves against him again, this time without a barrier between them.


Her arm rests between them as she comes down from her high. Shawn puts his hand over hers and places his fingers between hers, giving her hand a light squeeze. They lie next to each other, close, but it still feels like far. All he can see is her, but her eyelids remain shut, and when she opens them, they only look at the ceiling. He keeps his smile, waiting for her to look at him, and when her gaze finds his, she looks at their hands then at him serenely for a moment before she frowns.

She licks her lips and takes a deep breath, as if inhaling courage. “Do you like me?” Her voice is a little shaky, scared, as if she knows the answer but doesn’t want to hear it.

“No,” he replies far too quickly. All he can think is that he wants to say what she wants to hear.

“Oh, thank God.”

The relief that washes over her face causes his stomach to fall, and that’s when he knows that he lied. He knows what he wants, and that they were definitely not on the same page when they hadn’t talked about it last night, and now he thinks that they should have. She seems to realise that his reaction doesn’t match hers because she loses that look of relief quickly.

“I can’t lose you,” she says dismally, her face falling.

“You’ll never lose me. I promise.” Shawn forces a smile, and pulls her against his chest, holding her loosely in his arms.

“We’re okay, right?”

“Of course,” he says.

“I think I’m gonna go home now. I need a shower,” she moves to sit and looks at him, his figure propped up on his forearms.

“Stop! I’m not in love with you!”

“Shawn.”

“I don’t know. I may have some kind of feelings for you, but they’re not… They’ll go away. I don’t even know what they are. You don’t have to run from me.” He sits next to her, but keeps a distance between them. “The last thing I want is for us to change because of something that may not even be real.”

She looks down at the sheets, and pulls the blanket tighter around her front. The frown is still on her face, but eventually the crease between her eyebrows disappear, and she offers a sad smile. “Do you remember, in eighth grade, when we promised each other that we’d always be best friends?”

“Yeah,” he chuckles at the memory. “I meant it.”

“So did I,” she smiles, relaxed this time.  

“I’ll always be your best friend. No matter what.” He reaches over and lightly punches her arm.

She grins at him even though he’s just punched her, but retaliates by kicking at his thigh with little force. Then she shuffles closer and pulls him into a hug that says ‘me too’. He places his arms around her, and it’s like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

“Can we get pizza?”

“I thought we were having a moment here,” Shawn laughs and pulls back.  

“Pizza makes everything better, so consider this moment better,” she grins.

“With extra cheese?”

“With extra cheese.”

anonymous asked:

why do you ship jaime/brienne? do you think they are going to be endgame or just a lots of wasted moments on screen?

oh boy. wow okay, i just love them?? this is gonna be a super incoherent mess of both book and show canon, so sorry in advance lmao.

jaime and brienne are just so good for each other. they challenge each other, they change each other, they grow together and separately because of their relationship. they are constantly pushing each other to be better. they tear down each other’s walls and then build each other up again. they balance each other out so well. naive, honorable, good brienne and damaged, arrogant and experienced jaime?? like wow, goodness. 

they teach each other so much. jaime shows brienne how knighthood isn’t all it’s cracked up to be and shatters a lot of her naivety about the world. brienne originally thinks so much in black and white. jaime killed the king, so he’s bad. renly danced with her, so he’s good. but jaime helps shift her perspective on “good” and “bad” because he’s such a morally-grey character (one of the reasons i love him so much). brienne teaches jaime about the value of true honor, not the bullshit he was fed in king’s landing, but real strength and dignity. something that you have to find inside yourself, not something you put on like a mask when it suits you.

one of my favorite aspects of their relationship is the idea that “things aren’t always as they seem.” jaime and brienne both have these concrete ideas about the world and other people that completely shift because of their relationship. jaime originally calls her things like “wench” and “ugly”, etc. because 1. he’s an asshole (lol) and 2. that’s all he saw at first. but big, strong, “ugly” brienne turned out to be so soft and “astonishing”. in the same way, arrogant, selfish jaime finds himself constantly putting himself at risk for this girl he barely knows. saving her from being raped by the bloody mummers, jumping into the bear pit to save her, etc. jaime becomes someone who saves people, rather than hurts them. brienne does that, and jaime changes her as well. brienne only saw jaime as a “kingslayer”, an “oathbreaker”, a “man without honor.” but then she learns the truth about the sack of king’s landing when he opens up to her - because jaime wants her to know this, wants her not to think so terribly of him, her of all people. jaime doesn’t want brienne to think of him as “the kingslayer” but as jaime. and after that, he is always jaime to brienne, and it crushes my soul. 

brienne names his sword “oathkeeper” and vows to save sansa stark in his name. not just because she wants to save sansa, but because she wants jaime to be proud of her, because she wants to “find his honor.” she can’t bear the idea of failing him. brienne dreams of jaime fastening a rainbow cloak around her shoulders and shouts his name in her sleep. she’s constantly wishing that he hadn’t left her. and jaime finds himself defending brienne even after they’re separated. he yells at men who call her “wench” and insist that her name is brienne. it’s a complete turnaround from how they originally saw each other. they’re no longer “the wench” and “the kingslayer” to each other, but jaime and brienne. two imperfect, messy humans who care so damn much about each other even if they don’t want to. no matter how much they could say they don’t, the prove themselves wrong with every action they take.

do i think they will become canon? as far as i’m concerned they already are. they have a meaningful relationship that’s extremely important to the story, and that matters whether they get married and have babies or not. (but god i wish they would). i’m terrified that jaime is going to die before the thing is done, either while he kills cersei or saving brienne. but even if they don’t become “canon” in the way you mean, their scenes will be by no means wasted. show-runners and writers don’t just throw a bunch of shit into a show and waste screen time on things that don’t matter. everything we’ve seen on game of thrones and in the asoiaf books so far has had or will have a major payoff, including jaime and brienne. will they live happily ever after? i’m not sure (though i hope). but their arc will absolutely come full-circle by the time the show/books are finished, that i can guarantee. it’s all leading up to something big!

i probably left out about 1000 things, but i don’t really do like “research” meta, i just spew my feelings all over the place and hope for the best lmao. basically i just really love jaime and brienne. they’re one of my favorite ships of all time and arguably one of the best ships in game of thrones/a song of ice and fire (and like, all media, tbh). they’re so good and i want to die because of it!!!!!

vesperfly  asked:

HI RI and others! <3 i hope it's okay to send a request! i don't /think/ you guys have done this before but ? ?? i sincerely apologize if i missed it. BUT it's actually my birthday today, so maybe some super fluffy HCs/scenarios/what have you for MC's birthday? ;w; just w/e RFA would do for it, be it a party or quiet day in. you don't have to do everyone if you can't/don't wanna, honestly as long as seven is involved i'm happy! thank you guys so much for your amazing work<333

omg vesp you know i’m weak for you bab ;^; I received your request at like, midnight, but I tried my best!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!! I adore your art and you’re always so sweet (and oops I just realized I still haven’t replied from weeks ago I’m bad at that aAAH) AND I’M SO SAD I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS YOUR BDAY SOONER ;v; I’m also so damn honoured you’d request here ;v;
–R.I.

Oooooh Happy Birthday! Dropping in to collab because I wanted to give you birthday wishes as well. I would offer fried chicken and beer, but that’s out of the question atm. Tehe~
I hope you got to spend a really happy birthday! (*˘︶˘*).。.:*♡
~Nao

Request Killing: 16/30


A Birthday Date - 707 x MC [Fluff]

[Chatroom]

11:30pm

MC : Guys? Are you there…?
Yoosung : Oh, hi MC! I just logged out of LOLOL to check the chat room for a bit. What’s up?
Jumin Han : Good evening, MC. Did you need anything?
MC : Ah, well, I was just wondering if any of you are free tomorrow?
Jaehee Kang : Hello, MC. Mr. Han has a full schedule, while I might be working till late into the night.
Jumin Han : But if it’s urgent, I can always have Assistant Kang clear my appointments in the afternoon.
Jaehee Kang : (╬ Ò﹏Ó) Mr. Han!
MC : Oh no, Jumin, it’s fine, you don’t need to do something that extreme ;;;;
ZEN : Hey~ Mmmm I have a rehearsal in the morning, but I don’t know if my manager has anything planned for the afternoon. Is there an occasion tomorrow?
Yoosung : I’d love to accompany you, but classes go on until 7pm tomorrow. Oh! Could it be your birthday?
MC : ….. yes. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)
ZEN : Happy Birthday, MC! (◕‿◕)♡
Jumin Han : It’s in my calendar, but I seemed to have missed it. I’m sorry, MC. And Happy Birthday. (♡˙︶˙♡)
ZEN : LIES. You totally don’t have it written down, Trustfund kid! (#`Д´)
Jumin Han : I do, you can even ask Jaehee.
Jaehee Kang : ;;;;;;;
V : Hello. Happy Birthday, MC. I’m quite busy as well, but if you want to celebrate, I could make time for you. (´• ω •`)
MC : You don’t have to, if you guys are really busy though! Your greetings are enough for me. I mean, we can always celebrate for another day, right?
Jumin Han : But wouldn’t it be less special if it’s not on the day itself?
V : That’s true.
MC : But I don’t really want to bother, so… also, it’s so sudden, so it’s okay! ;;;;
Jaehee Kang : Oh, MC. I would like to spend the day with you as well if I could… but as it is, I could only also wish you a happy birthday.
Yoosung : Seven’s not around, but have you tried asking him yet?
MC : He might be busy. He’s not answering calls atm. Oh, but it’s getting late, I don’t to keep everyone up! Good night!
Yoosung : Good night, MC!!
ZEN : Sleep well, jagi~
Jumin Han : Good night.
V : Night.
Jaehee Kang : Good night, MC. Don’t stay up too late. :)


You hadn’t expected to be woken up on your birthday so early in the morning on a summer day, let alone by your doorbell… Who could it possibly be, anyway?

Still a bit grouchy and dazed from sleep, you lazily headed to the front door and was surprised to find Seven outside your door with a bouquet of roses and a sleek box in hand. He was dressed casually, unlike the last time you had seen him at the RFA party where he wore a suit. His red hair was slicked to the side neatly, a silver earring sparkling on his exposed ear, and a boyish grin was stretched across his lips.

“Happy birthday,” he greeted you, his gaze gentle for a moment before taking in your appearance. A chuckle escaped his lips. “You look like you just rolled out of bed.”

“I just woke up!” you admitted with a light blush on your cheeks. You reached out to take the bouquet from his hands, smiling slightly. You hadn’t received many bouquets in your life… You took a whiff of the roses’ scent… only to realize it was made of candy!

“I figured you could still eat it, in case you weren’t a fan of flowers,” he explained when he noticed you stare at the roses. Seven handed you the box as well. He winked as he said, “Hurry up and get ready for our date!”

You stared at him questioningly, a bit confused. Rather, how did he know it was your birthday anyway? He hadn’t spoken up last night on the chatroom… Then, it dawned on you that he worked in the hacking profession, after all. Your smile widened as you thought of how sweet it was, for Seven to drop by in the morning just to take you out. You were already happy enough that one person remembered… and even more pleased that it was Seven, of all people.

He waited patiently in the living room as you tried to rush through your morning routine, not wanting to take too long. When you opened the box, you found a cute, black satin dress inside, and you realized it was meant for you to wear today.

You quickly slipped into it, slightly worried if it wouldn’t match you, but when you checked yourself out in the mirror, you felt more than satisfied with what your reflection showed. Damn. Who knew Seven had an eye for picking dresses? (Oh my god, but of course, he does cosplay, after all…)

You practically twirled out of the bathroom, eyes shining as you showed off the dress. You were beaming as you thanked him, “It fits me perfectly! Thank you so much for my birthday present!”

Seven stuck out his tongue playfully. “That’s not your present, silly. I’ll give it to you at the end of our date today, okay?”

He held out his hand, gesturing for you to take it, and then led you out the door. A blush rose to your cheeks. He’d said it again. He was calling it a ‘date.’

Actually, the two of you weren’t going out. At the same time, Seven often made jokes about these things, too… You didn’t know if you should get your hopes up or not. As far as you were aware, you had a one-sided, small crush on Seven. Ahem, emphasis on SMALL… After all. But you didn’t know if he felt the same, even though there were so many instances that it seemed like he liked you back…

“Are you okay with me taking you out today?” Seven asked you as he guided you to his car.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well… you might have wanted to spend the day with other friends. And everyone else in the RFA is busy today… S-sorry that it’s only me.”

“I’m happy that I can spend my birthday with you,” you admitted quietly, then put on your seatbelt as he started driving. He didn’t comment on your response.

Gazing out the window, you took in the scenery. It was the usual city scape, but it wasn’t too sunny, with clouds lazily rolling across the azure sky.

“So, where are we going?“

“I was thinking of taking you to an amusement park first, but do you want to go anywhere? I’m up for ideas,“ he glances slightly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he beamed at you.

“Seven, you do know that I’m wearing a dress, right?“

“Oh, don’t worry about that. There’s a cap and a denim jacket that’s big enough that you won’t get too hot,“ he tries to reach for said items with one hand on the wheel, but you stop him when he swerves just before you almost collided with an oncoming vehicle.

“I-I’ll get it, just please, focus on driving!!!“

“Ahaha, alright, alright.“

Your first destination was a trendy cafe that was well known for its artsy cakes and tasty breakfast sets. The shop interior had a cute but homey vibe to it, cream-colored walls painted with sunflowers, while the glass panels were decorated with yet more flower doodles. It also featured a teak wood flooring, and a vase of summer flowers adorned each table.

“Wait here,“ he says as he leads you to a seat by the window, in which you decide to watch the people outside as Seven orders your food.

He returns after a while, slipping a strawberry frappucino and a cake in front of you. The cake was the size of a cupcake; it had a blue to purplish mirror sheen to it, a sprinkling of edible silver glitter, while three yellow candy stars and chocolate bark graced the top of the confection.

“Seven, this… this…!“

“… is not your present. It’s brunch cake, so eat up!“

“Brunch cake? You’re feeding me cake for brunch?“

“Why not? It IS your birthday.“

“For real?“

“Nah. I ordered something else, but they’re bringing it after a bit,“ placing his hands under his chin, he avidly watches your reaction as you go from awestruck to confused, to wanting to just stare at it.

“Can I at least take a picture first?“

“Go ahead~“

The food arrives after a few minutes, and the two of you bond over a conversation about common interests, with him making exaggerated gestures, making you laugh at his antics. Brunch had gone longer as expected, but it never seemed as if it did.

Not soon after, you arrive at the amusement park, with you making a beeline for the roller coasters and other attractions, skipping the horror house despite him trying to convince you to enter it.

There were times when either of you would unconsciously touch each other; an arm around your shoulders, you clinging onto one of his arms, handholding… it just felt natural.

You stayed on until the theme park’s stage performance and parade, singing along to songs that you knew the lyrics to, and then making up weird lyrics on the ones you weren’t familiar with.

There was a fireworks display at the end, and you just couldn’t help but look in wonder as they bloomed brightly under the night sky. You’ve seen countless displays like these your whole life, but it was the first time that you watched it alone with someone you liked.

Seven watched you as your eyes shone in amusement, memorizing each and every expression that crossed your face. He had come close to confessing to you many times throughout the day, but he held back, knowing that today was all about you having fun on your birthday.

The confession could wait for another time.


“Hey. You want to see something cool?” Seven asked, one corner of his lips quirked upward as he side-glanced at you while driving.

He didn’t actually wait for you to respond before he pressed a button, and a screen in the car roof slid aside, revealing the stars glimmering in the night sky. That was surprising– it was summer, and it was rare for stars to be so bright at this time of the year.

“On our next outing… we could go stargazing, if you want to,” he murmured softly, the tips of his ears red. He was blushing, and he sounded almost insecure as he’d asked you that– did he think you didn’t like him? Was he really that oblivious?

You stopped looking up at the stars, instead leaning closer towards Seven. “I’d love to,” you replied, making sure he caught your gaze. You resisted the urge to also say, because I love you.

The car slowed to a stop, and you turned your attention outside to take in your surroundings. The… beach? At this time of day?

Nobody was around… Not to mention the fact it was a private beach.

“Um, Seven… I don’t know if I want to be breaking laws on my birthday by trespassing a private beach,” you brought up to him, nervous.

He looked at you like you were crazy, and threw his head back in laughter. “Don’t worry about it. I wouldn’t make you do that, not tonight, at least,” he winked, “Do you trust me?”

You nodded without hesitation. No matter how casual and joking he acted, you knew he was a serious man with good morals in the end.

He pulled out a blindfold from the backseat, then held it towards you, indicating for you to wrap it around your eyes. Once he made sure that you couldn’t peek out from the blindfold, he turned off the car engine, got off the car and walked over to your side to help you out.

Although you trusted Seven, you were still a bit scared because you couldn’t see anything through the blindfold. “S-Seven…?”

You heard him chuckle, “Shh, just trust me.”

You felt yourself walking onto the beach sand as your shoes sunk in with each step, and the distant sound of waves rolling ashore made its way to your ears. Seven suddenly stopped in his tracks and moved behind you, untying your blindfold which slipped away as– BOOM!

An involuntary gasp escaped your lips as the noise startled you, and your eyes raised to the shining fireworks overhead which spelled: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Five figures splashed in the water, jumping out from hiding, revealing Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, Zen and V. They were soaked, but had huge grins plastered on their faces as they waved to you, screaming “happy birthday!!” and “you’re getting old, MC!”

They walked over to you, and Seven threw towels at them, with Yoosung complaining to him that he was freezing because you guys took too long to arrive.

“I-I thought you said you were busy?” you stammered, feeling touched that they had organized all this. (You were sure that those fireworks must have been expensive AND difficult to set up… )

“We’re never too busy for you, jagi~” Zen chirped, grabbing a gift bag from the sand. “I hope you like your present!”

You accepted it with a smile, and peeked inside the bag. “What is it?”

“I got you a blanket! Ahaha, I know it’s not much, but you’re always complaining about having stiff shoulders since you’re so busy…”

Yoosung pushed Zen aside with a huge rabbit plush toy in his hands. “Well, I got you something cute,” he bragged. “Although, it’s not as cute as you, of course!”

Zen clicked his tongue at the younger boy, annoyed with his interruption.

“Behave! It’s MC’s birthday,” Jaehee scolded them, huffing. She turned to you with a pleasant smile, softly saying, “Happy birthday, MC.”

She handed you a carefully wrapped present.

“It’s a planner that doubles as as sketchpad,” she explained, “so you can jot down your ideas whenever and wherever you are.”

You thanked her, and then Jumin walked closer, grabbing your attention with the bag in his hands. You recognized the brand immediately, and your eyes widened, knowing it would be pricy.

“I hope you’ll enjoy your stay at my private beachhouse. The others worked hard to keep it a surprise. Anyway, I got you a pair of red stilettos. It’s not much, but I do believe in the saying that great shoes will take you to great places. And of course, I only want the best for you.” He smiled warmly, handing you the bag.

You turned to V expectantly, who had a self-satisfied grin on his face.

“Look!! Isn’t it so cute~?” he said, excitedly holding out a cactus with multiple buds in a cute pot.

You didn’t actually know what to do with the cactus, but you thanked him anyway… It was a very V-like gift.

“I’ll start preparing the food!” Yoosung suddenly exclaimed, running off to the car.

Jaehee and Jumin offered to help, while Zen and V began setting up tables and seats.

Seven tapped you lightly on the shoulder, the moonlight shining down on his rouge locks. The dark of night made the atmosphere intimate between the two of you, and you felt your cheeks heating up as you kept staring at his face, admiring his long eyelashes and piercing eyes.

“I hope you haven’t forgotten about me, have you?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.

You shook your head, not trusting your voice to answer him.

He reached behind his back and held out a small box, and for a moment you wondered if he would propose, but you reminded yourself you weren’t even in a relationship and mentally punched yourself for even considering it.

You slowly opened the box, which revealed a sterling silver necklace with a winged moon pendant. You glanced up at Seven, who was staring intently at you for your reaction, and you quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed by his gaze.

He noticed the way you averted your eyes, and he laughed quietly in amusement. His fingers made their way under your chin, tilting your head upwards so you were forced to look him in the eyes.

“For my final birthday present to you… would you mind if I gave you a kiss?” he whispered.

You felt your eyes flutter shut in anticipation, and his face drew near your own… It shocked you a bit when his lips brushed softly past yours, and you expected more so you leaned in further, only to be met with the feeling of air.

Opening your eyes in confusion, you noticed how Seven was smiling mischievously again.

“Now now, MC, not when the kids are here~”

You remembered that you were in front of everyone in the RFA, and immediately backed away from the redhead, your cheeks redder than his hair. As you tried to escape him by moving closer to the others, his hand caught your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.

He moved past you, murmuring softly in your ear, “Let’s continue on our next date, okay?”

He cast a meaningful gaze as he jogged over to the others, leaving you to stand there on your own, a big smile spreading across your face. ‘Next date,’ he had said. Seven had basically confirmed that he liked you, and that filled you with a relief like no other.

You had received a lot of gifts today, but this simple fact was a much better birthday present than all of them combined.

Oops, I did it again.

Newest asura: Peacemaker golemancer Kligg. Freshly graduated from Dynamics. Works in Chief Miira’s squad. An anxious super nervous shaking tall noodle of doubts and lack of self-confidence, but he tries to do his best. Optimistic. Golem geek. Sparks electricity when panics. Accidentally conjured a small air elemental and it keeps running away from him. Is freaking afraid of his chief and officers. Cinnamon roll that needs protection.

You can send him golem magazines and golem parts.

there on a balcony in summer air

LOL I CANT COPE WITH SADNESS SO OBVIOUSLY I WROTE UTTERLY MEANINGLESS JAKE AND AMY WEDDING FLUFF INSTEAD OF ANYTHING USEFUL

TITLES FROM TAYLOR SWIFT, DAN GOOR CAN FIGHT ME PERSONALLY, I HOPE THIS SOOTHES EVERYONES SOULS A BIT LIKE IT SORT OF DID MINE

shoutout to @parlegee for proofreading, ur the number one

Considering how much the general universe seems to specifically have it out to ruin his life, Jake thinks that he’s been having a pretty amazing day so far.

Of course, it is his wedding day, so it’s inherently supposed to be a good one, unless he’s the generic fiance from all those rom coms who isn’t right for spunky Jennifer Garner and Matthew McConaughey is scheduled to burst through the doors roughly three hours ago yelling I object. Jake’s pretty sure that that movie doesn’t actually exist, but the concept of it is kind of terrifying, because what if he is Random Wrong Fiance No. 23, except instead of Matthew McConaughey ruining things, the ceiling falls in, or Amy gets abducted by aliens. Or worst, Charles gets abducted by aliens. Or even worst, Gina’s baby gets abducted by aliens.

That would definitely be the worst of all, Jake thinks, because Gina would never let any of them forget that her progeny was probably the youngest person ever to do space travel.

Jake’s point, he thinks, getting back on topic – he should really be concentrating on his dancing, because he and Amy nearly just crashed into Holt and his mom, which, wow, that’s making him emotional, look at the ceiling, Jake – God, anyways. There’s gotta be a rule, somewhere, is what Jake’s trying to say. A rule, somewhere in the universe, right, that wedding days are off limits for terrible awful no-good bad stuff to happen. If it’s not a rule already, he’s making it a rule.

Or like, maybe Amy could make it a rule, because she’s a Sergeant now, so she has more authority than him.

Something – something like that.

That being said, it’s not like the universe hasn’t tried to derail this monumentous occasion (yes Amy, monumentous is a word, I didn’t mean monumental, I looked it up on the dictionary app – yes a reliable one, no, my voice is not cracking like it does when I’m telling a lie –)

It’s not like there haven’t already been some hardcore attempts at day-derailing, is all he’s saying, so maybe the rule thing is just wishful thinking on Jake’s part. Thus far, from eight forty-two this morning all the way until exactly two minutes ago when Charles burst into tears over the remains of the wedding cake again, approximately five near-catastrophes have occurred. At least five. If not more. Jake can’t remember if there were more or less, so he makes a mental list, just to be sure.

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FOR THOSE WHO WANT TO EFFORTLESSLY CATALOGUE THEIR BOOKS

Since I’m moving I want to be extra organized, so I decided to catalogue all of my books! I have a small library in my room (punched in 140+ books already le oops) + a library in my basement and it’s all going to pile up in my new room yay!

I discovered an app called Libib! It’s both for Android and IOS, and can be accessed via computer too!

THE BEST PART?

If you have a phone you can effortlessly scan the bar code on the back and voila! Catalogued!

Don’t have a smartphone? You can do it manually via computer by writing up the ISBN number or just the title/author!

This has been a Boo.

HAPPY CATALOGUING! Need I mention it’s super nifty to keep track if you lent someone something??

So for the past 2 years I have been struggling with a chronic illness along with chronic fatigue syndrome. Somehow I have managed to still do pretty well (not amazing) at school. These are the steps I take to make sure that I stay on top of school, but more importantly, take care of myself. These methods can be applied to anyone, not just people with chronic illnesses. 

 Applies mostly to people with chronic illnesses- 

 1 – Talk to your teachers If your teachers understand, they are more likely to help you out. Ask to see them after class and explain your situation, or if you don’t feel comfortable talking to them, write them a big email and get your parents to do so as well. 

 2 – Accept that some teachers wont give a damn Some teachers are going to be amazing and email you slides and notes every time you miss class. But you have to accept that some teachers wont care, and in this case you need to find someone in the class who can photocopy their notes for you. If the teacher really is a problem, talk to/email your school counsellor and they will chase them up. 

 3 – Look into other options Talk to your family and counsellors about home school/online school/health school. I personally do school through a health school. They manage it all so that I can take 2 of my classes physically at school, and 2 online. This means I only go to school a few days a week and do the rest from home. 

 4 – Be prepared to make sacrifices. You may want to look into a career change if its going to make things easier for you. Your also going to have to accept that your not going to get top marks every time. You need time for yourself so you may have to settle for an average grade. That is OK. I cannot stress this enough. There is nothing wrong with just passing! 

 5 – Choose subjects you can manage. Find out what the minimum amount of subjects allowed is, and only pick subjects that you know you can mange eg ditch chemistry lmao. If you have a subject that is required for your further study then focus all your energy on that one and choose other easier subjects. It sucks but trust me it makes life easier. 

 Applies to everyone- 

 6 – Bundle up. Talk to your parents about investing some money into a decent jacket. Nothing is worse then the dash from the train station to class in the freezing cold winter without a good jacket. Find one that is warm, waterproof and has a hood, to avoid catching a cold.

 7 – Food. Make sure you take plenty of healthy snacks to school and make good food choices. However, don’t skimp on comfort food. If you know that a bowl of fries or a muffin is gonna get you through a hard day, go for it! 

 8 – Pack light. Nothing is going to make your aches and pains worse than a heavy bag. Leave as much as you can in your locker, The uni I’m going to next year also has lockers for hire, so look into it. I only carry my notebook, water bottle, meds and some snacks in my bag. If you have a lightweight laptop take that too. I have a macbook pro which weighs like 10,000 kgs so I prefer to leave it at home. 

 9 – meds Meds MEDS. Always stay on top of ANY medication you take. Set alarms on your phone both morning and evening so you don’t forget. 

 10 – Set aside time for yourself everyday. And I mean completely for yourself. No school work, no chores, no nothing. I usually take an hour and a half to just watch tv, take a hot bath or read. 

 11 – Set yourself a strict routine. This will help your sleeping habits, eating habits, study habits, everything. Make one and stick to it. Type it up and make it pretty. Print it out and pin it on your wall. Heres my evening routine as an example: 

  • 5:00 pm – Homework 
  • 7:00 pm – Downtime + Dinner 
  • 8:30 pm – Check bullet journal and complete anything that is unfinished 
  • 9:30 pm – shower and get pj’s on 
  • 10:00 pm – Lights out, phone/laptop away                                               

12 – Don’t be afraid to skip class. When I first got sick I felt terrible about missing classes, but if you have a chronic illness pushing yourself is only gonna set you back. If your having a hard day physically or mentally stay home and email your teachers asking for work to catch up on. 

 13 – WATER. I have a morning bottle, an at school bottle and 2 evening bottles. DRINK WATER. 

 Some last quick things: 

  • Don’t have energy drinks if you have cfs. You will want to die. 
  • Coffee is ok but I generally avoid. 
  • Talk to your friends or anyone who will listen. 
  • Buy a good backpack with comfortable straps. 
  • If you feel dizzy/nauseous go home. 
  • Sometimes treating yourself like a child is the best thing you can do. 
  • Take hot baths. 
  • BATH BOMBS. 
  • Carry 12 hours worth of ibuprofen and paracetamol at all times. 
  • Carry headphones at all times. 
  •  Don’t be scared to ask for help. 
  • Daily light exercise actually does help with your energy even if you feel like it wont.

 There you have it. I hope these help someone. Remember nothing, not even your education, is more important than your health. 

 Rest well, Rebecca xx

BTS Reaction to you wanting a candy from your home country and not finding it in korea so they find it for you when they travel

A/N: This was requested but I accidentally deleted the request! I hope it’s exactly what the anon requested.

~Blake

Jin

He was touring in Brazil when he was buying groceries for the meal he was preparing tonight. By the check out aisle he saw the wracks of candy, gum, and granola bars, all things people buy on impulse. He was about to skip over it until his eyes fell on a familiar sweet, which he had recalled you mentioning before that it was your favorite candy but they didn’t sell it in Korea so he immediately bought thirty to give to you when he went home.

“I know, I know… I’m the best boyfriend ever! Now give me a kiss!”

*You lean in but then turn away to eat some of the candy*

Suga

You are always the one bringing him meals and snacks while he is at work and he would usually return the favor but he either never has time or he burns the food so while he’s on the road with BTS and finds that candy you always gush over of course he’ll get it for you.

“I love you baby!!!”

(soft yoongi is my favorite Yoongi)

J-Hope

J-Hope has tried the candy before when you forced asked him to and he did not like it one bit, but you were head over heels for it so he googled what stores in your home country sold it and ordered some to be sent to your house every few months.

“This way you don’t have to wait until I travel to get some!”

“No babe I don’t want any.”

Rapmonster

Now he’d be like Jin but much more cocky and clumsy. He’ll be all like “Yeah I know I’m the best of the best and no one can defeat-OH SHIT” oops he fell down guess you’ll start laughing and probably choke a bit on your food now.

Jimin

Jimin would be excited for you reaction when eating the candy again, he couldn’t remember if it was the one with or without nuts so he brought back both just in case. He’d go as far as wrapping it in some kind of gift bag or tissue paper to be cliche and cute.

“I have a gift for you baby!”

“Open it!”

“Do you like it? Huh, huh?”

V

You two would be visiting your family back in your home country where you were walking around and giving V a mini tour of where you grew up. Later on in the walk you both got pretty hungry and stopped by one of the street stores and they had your ultimate favorite snack which you hadn’t had in years. V sensed your pep and asked what got you so excited. After you explained to him he’d buy you five for now and more when you guys have to leave to return home. Oh and every birthday or christmas V will get you a few as a part of your present.

“Babe, you’re so cute with your little candy bar!”

“You have some on your face, let me clean it up for you!” *kisses you*

Jungkook

He would save the secret candy stash he has for when you aren’t feeling good/in a bad mood to make you feel a bit better if it would. If that rarely happens then he’d also give it to you on holidays and special occasions to make sure the candy he already has doesn’t spoil.

“I’ve been saving this for your birthday but it’ll be better for me to give it to you now.”

“Since you have that do you feel a bit better? How about we watch a movie?”

Free Prompts to Good Home

  1. “But what if they’re right?”
  2. “I kissed you, didn’t I?”
  3. “Stop saying that! You’re so damn annoying!”
  4. “What? And miss your cute little ass on that stage?”
  5. “No…no. Stop! I just did my makeup!”
  6. “Okay. Yes..but no”
  7. “As your best friend, I say do it. As the one in love with you, I say no go.”
  8. “Fuck! That was my last waffle!”
  9. “Please princess?cupcake? Muffin? Angel? Baby?”
  10. “You are so infuriating!”
  11. “Yeah, I didn’t meant to do that… oops?”
  12. “To be honest, I lost you car.”
  13. “That’s not exactly what I meant.”
  14. “Where are you going dressed like that?”
  15. “You do know that I can always call your mom, right?”
  16. “It’s just a little blood. I’m not dying”
  17. “Why is there is a dog in my bed?”
  18. “Let’s just pretend that I didn’t just see you dick.”
  19. “With you? Alone? In a car?”
  20. “That does not taste right.”
  21. “I might have forgotten to pick up our child from daycare.”
  22. “Say it! Say you love me!”
  23. “Have I lost my mind? Oh yes!”
  24. “You’re supposed to be Peter Pan, not a dick shaped pan!”
  25. “Good. Now that we established that you’re an idiot. Let’s continue.”
  26. “Just… don’t get mad”
  27. “Your ex just kissed me..what the hell?”
  28. “Remind me why I am half naked on your roof?”
  29. “She’s so….I don’t know?”
  30. “Fuck me. Come on! You’re my best friend, you’re hot and I’m horny.”

So, I don’t feel like a strong enough writer to post what I write. So here are some prompts if anyone wants to take a whack at them. Please do tag me so I can read them!