4 simple words

Advice for native speakers of a language when encountering foreigners learning their language

Of course this is aimed at people who want to help others learn their native language. It’s based on personal experiences from when I first came to France. If the language learner you meet is advanced and speaks fluently you might not have to do any of these. But I think they’re good to keep in mind when meeting new language learners.

1. Slow down a bit. Don’t do that thing often shown in movies where people speak super loud and as if in slow motion. Speaking super slow doesn’t help much with understanding or learning and shouting is useless unless you’re in a noisy environment. Just slightly slow down your normal talking speed, it makes it easier to recognize more individual words and phrases. And maybe dial down on colloquialisms a bit at first.

2. Give the person time to process what you said. Sometimes it can take a few moments to realize what was just said to us when we don’t speak the language well (even if the person is speaking slower than their normal speed). So don’t just assume the person didn’t understand you if they don’t respond immediately, give them a moment first.

3. Ask if they understood what you said once in a while. Also offer to repeat or explain things. Some people won’t have a problem letting you know if they didn’t understand a word or a phrase, but others might feel bad asking you to repeat yourself multiple times (I know I do). So just ask every once in a while to make sure they’re still following you.

4. Use simple words to explain things. If the person is just starting out with their language learning then they don’t have a large vocabulary so using unnecessarily long sentences filled with fancy words will just confuse them even more. Simpler is always better.

Example: I once had to call a phone company’s help line to resolve an issue. I told the person I didn’t speak French very well, carefully explained the problem and he spent ten minutes talking at normal speed, explaining something to me and I didn’t understand a word. When I told him I didn’t understand he spent even longer repeating what he said and going in even more detail and I still had no idea what he was saying. I was too embarrassed and didn’t want to spend twenty more minutes on the phone with this guy so I just told him I got it and hung up. The next time I called, someone else answered and they explained it to me clearly in a fraction of the time and I understood them perfectly.

So keep your explanations short and simple.

5. If they can’t think of a word in your language and say it in another language you have in common, tell them the word in your language before moving on with the conversation. So many times people have just nodded in understanding and moved on with the conversation without telling me the French word when I’ve used an English word for something in the middle of a sentence. It can be a bit frustrating to have to interrupt the conversation to ask for clarification after every sentence (and for those of us on the shy and/or socially anxious side it’s also nerve-wracking). Conversations will flow much smoother if you just throw in the translation of the word in your language and then move on. Also

6. Don’t automatically switch to another common language after they use a word or a phrase from that language when they can’t think of them in your language. Ask first. It might be easier for both of you, but it doesn’t help them learn your language. If you want to practice that other language with them then make a deal about when you’re going to speak which language with each other. That way you’ll both get to practice your target language. So just ask them if they want to continue in that language, but don’t switch without asking. Again, some people will be more than comfortable in telling you which language they’d rather be speaking in, but others might not.

That’s all I can think of for now. Feel free to add your own advice

Christine, I Love You (Raoul and Phantom Comparison)
Hadley Fraser and Ramin Karimloo
Christine, I Love You (Raoul and Phantom Comparison)

I love the difference between Hadley and Ramin’s interpretation of these simple lyrics. Each performance is so dynamic in its own way.

Raoul sounds like he’s saying the words for the first time. Realizing that saying them allows joy and happiness to flow from him. His words are sincere, but as he’s saying them for the first time, they sound sudden. As if he had been waiting for the moment to say them all his life. Raoul’s love brings freedom. A future. And vulnerability.

Phantom interprets the words differently. As much as he wants the lyrics to liberate him from his mental prison, the words enslave him more. He knows at this point he’s lost her. She’s gone and he’s left with 4 simple words. Words that remind him how much he’s had to let go. Nevertheless, his words are just as sincere as Raoul. The difference is that Phantom has imagined how the words will sound over and over in his head. He’s practiced it until he’s perfected the art of expressing his love - a love he was never shown. A love he’s had to learn because of Christine. 

I applaud both actors for taking 4 words and turning them into a love story that will never be matched. I could go on and on about this as these are my favorite lyrics from the musical. I love how something so simple can be analyzed so deeply. I love how something so ordinary can become so profound through music.

This is why I love Phantom of the Opera.

road trip C.H

Originally posted by sexycliffconda

warning: smut

word count: 2500+

summary: hot and steamy car sex with Calum

requested?: yes, hope you like it Anon! I finished this instead of doing homework :)) anyhoo hope you like this, i love this one shot so much. 

dont forget, requests are open and you can send in as many as you like!

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The wind was making my hair blow into my face but I didn’t mind, it felt refreshing compared to the hot interior of the car. Because someone, that being Calum, didn’t seem to think to get the air conditioner fixed before our road trip down the coast. That’s also why every single window is open because the 30 degree heat outside is cooler than this crappy car.

The radio was on low and played one of Calum’s songs off his playlist, a song I haven’t listened to yet so it must be new considering Calum makes me listen to his playlist every single time we’re in the car.

“I haven’t heard this one before” I spoke up, looking over at Calum who was drumming his hands on the steering wheel to the beat of the song. He looked at me with a small smirk, a few curls that weren’t caught in his cap stuck to his sweaty forehead. 

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Part 4:

With those simple words Shiro’s brain switches off and he felt like he couldn’t breath.
It was one thing to look after a kid that still thought and acted like a 17 year old. But an actual baby that didn’t even know where he was…
Well that was a whole new level of terrifying.
Lance was crying and looked like he was considering jumping out of the bed and making a run for it, but before he could move Keith came running in with a tablet in his hand.
“Shiro! Hunk said that Lance had asthma as a kid! How the hell we gonna find an inhaler all the way out in space!”
“Space?” A little voice asked.
Shiro snapped out of it as he grabbed Keith by the shoulder and whispered in his ear “Lance doesn’t rember us, I think he’s lost all his memories past this age.”
Keith pulled away, he had gone whiter then a sheet and stared past Shiro in horror as the small child staring up at them.
For some reason he had stopped crying and was instead staring around in wonder.
“What the hell are we gonna do!” Keith hissed pulling Shiro away.
“First off, language.”
Keith rose an eyebrow.
“Ok not important. I think we should talk to Allura and Coran see if they know why this happened… then maybe….” Shiro but his lip. He honestly had no idea what to do, this was way beyond any situation he ever expected to find himself or his team in.
“I could ask Hunk… he’s good with kids right?” Keith suggested seeing the lost look on the black Paladins face.
“Good idea… I’ll go get him.” Shiro said quickly heading for the door feeling a little guilty for dropping Keith into the same situation he was only a few minuets ago.
Keith nodded until he realised that would mean he would be alone with baby Lance.
“Hey wait a-”
But it was too late, Shiro had already left and Keith slowly turned round looking at Lance like he would spontaneously combust if he even breath too heavily.
“Is… really space?” A small voice asked.
Keith realised that Lance’s accent was coming through, like he was struggling with every English word that came from his mouth.
He wasn’t sure what to tell the now tiny blue paladin.
And if the truth would make the situation better or worse.
Keith awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck looking anywhere but the bed containing his teammate.
“Erm… yeah you are….”
Suddenly Lances little face lit up and a huge grin spread across his features “Are you alien? Like ettie?”
Keith was so surprised he stumbled back slightly from the sheer volume the boy produced.
“Erm… we’re not aliens… we are like…” suddenly a memory of Lance popped into his head. Keith took a deep breath and put on his best Lance with civilians smile “we’re the defenders of the universe, like space cops or knights. We even have a princess that magically transports us around the universe in her castle ship.”
When Lance didn’t seem to understand Keith was mentally cursing. He made it worse didn’t he?
Then a couple minuets later Lance began to jump up and down speak quickly in a different language.
That was when Keith realised he was an idiot.
If baby Lance had such a thick accent and seemed to be struggling over his words then it would make sense that he didn’t speak all that much English.
Keith wracked his brain for the little Spanish he picked up while living in Texas… but unless he was asking Lance for directions or icecream then he doubted it would do him much good.
“Lance! I’m so glad your awake, I can’t believe how big you’ve gotten I haven’t seen you since you were a little baby.” Hunk said loudly as he entered the room only to see Lance struggling and repeating the same thing in Spanish.
Suddenly Lance’s while demenor changed. He opened his arms and Hunk scooped him up in a hug.
“Do you rember your uncle Hunk then?”
Lance nodded and Hunk shot a smirk at Keith.
“And what about your uncle Keith?”
Again Lance nodded.
“Great! Cause we’re gonna be looking after you, while your mama and siblings fix up the house after that storm.”
Lance nodded but Keith looked lost.
He had caught a few words and his name.

“I bet your starving, let’s get you something to eat.” Hunk swung Lance round onto his shoulders as the boy giggled.

Keith hurried over to Hunks side “how does he know who you are?” He whispered.
Hunk only shrugged “when you come from a big family it’s impossible to keep track of all your relatives. You just smile and go along with it.”

Mark Sheppard missed the 200th episode party to go to a convention in Halifax, NS. Jensen, Jared and Misha included him in the following text chat:
  • Misha: Hey, guys. I just wanted to say that 200th episode screening party was the best corporate function I've ever been to. Not only was it just plain fun but on a business level, it felt like magic was happening. I haven't had that kind of synergy with the producers and writers in years. So glad we could make it.
  • Jared: I agree, Misha. What a magical gathering of talented artists and erudite minds...
  • Jensen: Couldn't agree more. It was like the culmination of 10 years hard work realized right there on stage in front of an adoring crowd, the synergy between us certainly tangible. Glad I didn't miss it.
  • Mark Sheppard: Fuck off. Bastards.
  • Misha: I honestly think the 4 simple words "once in a lifetime" sum it up best... Oh, shoot. Mark? Are you getting these? I must have posted an all text thread. Sorry about that. Disregard.
  • Jared: Mark? Who? All joking aside, if I'd have missed that party...
  • Misha: Don't even let yourself go to that dark place. You would never miss something like that.
  • Jared: That's true. I'm not an asshole.
  • Jensen: Who is Mark?
  • Jared: No idea.
  • Misha: I think he played Lucifer on the show a few years ago. Good job on that role by the way, Mark. Very spooky.
  • Jared: Yeah, yeah- he was great. Best Mark for sure.
  • Mark: I've left for Halifax. There's nothing for me here.
  • Jensen: There's probably not much for you there either.
  • https: //www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ce5_NeQm6j4
The Truth (Part 4)

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Request for this smut series: Here

Request for this scenario:

Can you make a smut ,sex with jungkook in car please?

Group: BTS

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut 

You woke up to the loud sound of crunching and frowned as your eyes opened a little. Yoongi was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, a bowl of cereal in his hand. He was staring at you, shoveling spoonfuls of cereal into his mouth. He crunched loudly and you groaned, pulling his pillow over your head.

“Do you want to tell me how this happened?” he asked, before eating some more.

“Do you want to tell me why you’re always eating?” you threw back at him, pulling the pillow away from your face.

“I asked you first” he responded.

“I needed a bed to sleep in and I knew that you wouldn’t mind because you love me more than anything” you said, sitting up. Yoongi smiled and shook his head.

“Can’t argue with you there.”

You grinned and yawned, looking around the room. Your thoughts flashed back to last night and your grin fell. Yoongi went back to his cereal as he watched your face slide into a saddened expression.

“Is Namjoon awake yet?” you asked. Yoongi shook his head before sighing.

“Uh oh” he mumbled. First, he woke up to you in his bed and now you were asking about Namjoon. Weren’t you supposed to be in Namjoon’s bed? He could already sense that something else had gone wrong in your weird relationship. Your eyes lit up as an idea popped in your head.

“Can we go get some hot chocolate? Like old times?” you asked, blinking up at him. You were unintentionally giving him those lost ‘puppy-dog’ eyes. Yoongi sighed even louder before responding.

“Oh no…” he said, continuing his series of ‘here-we-go-again’ phrases. You smiled at his expression and knitted your fingers together in their begging position. You mouthed the word ‘please’ over and over and he dropped his spoon into his bowl.

“The last time that we got hot chocolate-”

“I was sick” you said immediately. He frowned and thought about it for a second.

“Okay, fine. That’s true but the time before that we went because you wanted to talk about breaking up with your boyfriend” he said. You shrugged and threw the covers from your legs before standing up. You went to his closet and searched for a T-shirt.

“Is nothing private?” he asked incredulously. You laughed as you grabbed a shirt.

“I need to borrow a shirt because I only have pants here” you complained. You grabbed a pair of jeans from the corner of the closet and showed it to him.

“How long has that been in there? You have clothes in my closet?” he asked. He left his bowl of milk on his bed and walked over to the closet to look.  

“Yes! Now, come on. Get dressed so we can get some hot chocolate!” you responded, grabbing your clothes and the bag with your toiletries.

“I am dressed!” he yelled as you walked out of his bedroom.

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anonymous asked:

14 and precious sunshine j-hope would be nice, if you're still taking requests?

Drabble Game

Hobi is my bias, so thank you for this. - admin aj

Originally posted by iyeols

J-Hope(Hoseok) - Sexting


The first picture that came through confused him and aroused him all the the same time. A new bra, you’d bought today with a simple winky face emoji underneath it.

The second picture made him wonder what you were up to. The matching underwear to the bra.

When his phone dinged again he didn’t know what to expect, but he surely wasn’t expecting a picture of handcuffs sprawled across your bed. This made him question your motives.

As the phone dinged again and the next picture popped up he groaned out loud and locked his phone as he saw Suga lean over to look at the screen. His friend did not need to see his girlfriend in nothing but the lacey duo she’d just sent him pictures of.

He was scared to open the message this time as his phone went off, but sucked in a big gulp of air and did it anyway. You were still in the lacey duo, but now you had one hand cuff around your wrist and you were in a pose that let all your good bits be shown. He sighed shaking his head as the phone went off again. This time no pictures, just a simple 4 word message. 

‘Come and get it.’

and he was out of his seat and out of the studio without saying good bye to anyone. How rude of him ;)

Hope you enjoyed. request are still open I think?

- admin aj

Blissfully His

Prompt: Matthew courting the Reader and being his funny romantic self. Requested: Yes

There was a knock on the door and nerves finally trickled through your body. You glanced over yourself once more, wondering if you looked okay or if you should change again. Knowing Matthew was waiting you decided you looked good enough and made your way to let him in.

Taking a slow, deep breath, you open the door to see Matthew standing tall and handsome dressed in black jeans, a funky sweater and a scarf wrapped around his neck. You sighed and smiled at him as he looked you over, a wide smile breaking across his face, “You look incredible, Y/N.”

Blushing, you ushered him in and turned to grab your coat, “I think that was my line. You look great, Matthew.”

A small chuckle left his mouth as he reached over to take your coat, turning you so he could place it on you, “No that was definitely my line to say. Are you ready to go?”

“I sure am!” You reply, freeing your hair from between you and your coat. “Where is it we are going to exactly?”

A grin settled on his face and you marveled over his beauty. “That is a surprise and you know it Y/N.”

You grumble over the fact as he laughs. Taking your hand in his he leads you outside and bundle you close to his side. You feel your cheeks heat up and smile to yourself. You’d never imagined you’d be courted around with Matthew. You couldn’t help but remember every moment shared between you two.

“Remember the first time you asked me out on a date?” You say as you rubbed your thumb against his. “I don’t think I’d ever laughed that much before.”

“Ah yes! I’d shown you my rather sexy dance moves only to have trip over the rose bushes.” He says with a laugh, the distant memory both playing in your heads.

“I’d pulled out every thorn.” You mused as he chuckled and drew you closer to him.

“All except one.” He replied. You stopped walking as you recounted the memory. Matthew stopped to stare at you, a smile on his faces, eyes bright.

You were sure you’d pulled them all. “I’d sworn I got them all?”

Matthew chuckles and draws you close again, this time slipping his hands on your waist. You wound your arms around him and relished in the warmth he provided, “The last thorn, that has since flourished into a flower, is in my heart. You.”

“Oh you sweet human being!” You say as you crush him to you, you’re face buried in his chest. You feel the rise and fall of his laughter and can’t help but join in.

“Come on little one.” He muses with a smirk and captures your hand once more. You poke his side with your free hand and laugh when he jumps away.

“That’s for calling me little.” You say as you back away from him. He has a look in his eyes you can’t quite decipher and it built up nerves in your stomach. Good ones.

Before you could react, Matthew jumped towards you and picks you up, swinging you around and around as the laughter you both emit fill the streets. People gaze at the two of you with smiles on their faces, swooning and wishing that they find a love like that. One so freeing and pure and an absolute delight.

Matthew places your feet firmly on the ground as he spins you to face him. “That was for poking me.”

He kisses you then. You open you mouth to gasp and he takes control over the kiss, deepening it as your tongues dance together. Just as you get breathless and weak legged he pulls back and stares at you softly, “And what was that for?”

“Just because.” He replies just as breathless, “You’re amazing and I just want you to know how much I appreciate your time.”

You grin and place a quick firm kiss on his lips once more before pulling back, “Couldn’t ask for a better date.”

Matthew walks back and takes your hand but you notice before he does the mistake he’s just made, “Matthew wait!”

Water drenched the two of you from head to toe and as you take each other in all you could do was laugh. Matthew had missed the step behind him and also the puddle that awaited and as you’d tried to pull him back it was futile. His natural reaction to pull you to help correct his stance had you both tumbling down into the awaiting puddle.

“Well, that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind for the evening.” He says as he helps you stand up. People rush up to see if you’re both okay and he reassures them that you’re both fine. “I’m sorry I’m such a klutz.”

Worry filled his eyes and you embrace him gently, gazing into his chocolate orbs you adored so much, “That isn’t something you should be sorry for. It’s one of the things I love about you.”

“Love?” He questions. Your eyes widen suddenly as you try to backtrack.

“I just mean that…it’s just that you…what I meant was-” And just like that you were silenced with a kiss so soft you thought it could break you.

The nerves you felt now we’re uncomfortable. Had you just ruined everything? Yes Matthew had been courting you and you knew you really liked him but you weren’t all too sure how he felt despite all the dates and moments you had shared together. Even in the tabloids you were only rumored to be an ‘old friend’. Not that that had bothered you but it also stumped you when you wondered what the two of you were becoming or where things were leading.

“I’ll cancel reservations. I need to get you home and out of these wet clothes.” He says quietly. He seems distracted and you felt sick with the idea that you’d just lost a man who was never really yours to begin with. Despite courting you and making numerous memories together you still weren’t actually together and here you were spouting off the L word like…like you were in love…

And maybe you are. In love. With Matthew. You sucked in a breath as a small tear strolls down your cheek. Matthew stares down at you and pulls you close but doesn’t say a word. You finally get back to your place and lead him inside, dropping your bag to the floor and heading towards the shower.

You let the hot water wash over you and sighed. Maybe if you stayed in here longer you could keep him here longer. Dismissing the idea you get out and throw on a silky nightgown and head out to find him dressed in grey sweats and another top. He looked incredibly sexy and you fought a groan from escaping.

Hearing your muffled sounds, Matthew turns to find you staring at him in a silk gown and long wet hair blanketing your face. He walks towards you slowly and pushes the wet strands away before taking your hand and leading you to the couch where he’s placed noodles. You smile at the gesture and sit, pulling your legs under you.

“We need to talk.” And there it was. 4 simple words that filled you with dread and sadness and anger at yourself. A tear falls again and he sighs, wiping it away. “Just listen for a minute.”

“When we met I knew I wanted to know you. I know you thought you weren’t good enough and you had me on a bit of a pedestal. The fame or whatever had an effect on you that you weren’t all too comfortable with. So I took your hand and lead you down so we were on an even playing field and I got to know the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on and given my heart to.”

You go to say something but he raised a finger and chuckles, “Patience little one.”

You go to poke him and he laughs, lacing his fingers through yours and pulling you close, “Please. Continue.”

“I wasn’t questioning your love for me. In fact, I’m really glad you feel that way. I was hoping you’d fall in love with me if I’m being completely honest. There isn’t another woman on earth who I’d want to spend my days with other than you. To wake up next to you, to hold your hand and kiss your lips. To make love and have love. Go on crazy adventures to places or even in the bedroom.”

You let out a little gasp and then giggle as he tickles you quickly, “Okay okay sorry. Keep going.”

“Basically what I’m saying is…will you be mine?” He mutters, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

“Hell yeah!” You yell as you hop onto his lap and kiss him like your life depended on it. You could hear him laughing through the kiss and knew you didn’t need to say it to have him know you love him.

“Good because I don’t know if you’ve noticed but you’ve been causing my self control to diminish when you walked out in this sexy little number.” His voice is husky but alive and his hand that trailed up your leg sent shivers coursing through you.

“Let’s go.” You whisper. He nods and lifts you, your legs circling his waist and you feel his prominent member against you. “Dear god…Matthew hurry up.”

And with a laugh he takes you to your room where you fall in love with each other in new and old ways. You were his and he was yours and together you made the perfect pair.

4 Simple Words - Xiumin

Title: 4 Simple Words (scenario)

Requested by anonymous

“ Can you write Xiumin scenario Where he is planning proposing to his girlfriend? Thanks :) ( I’m sorry for my English…) “ 

I understood you just fine darling. Hope this is what you were looking for~ Enjoy~

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

Minseok was always the quiet sort and he liked it that way, so naturally he wouldn’t make a big fuss about the proposal, but he understood how big an event this would be. This is one of those event that happens once, if you’re lucky, in a person’s life. It had to be memorable.

When you walked into your apartment that evening, tired after the events of the day, intent on collapsing on the bed, needless to say you wouldn’t forget it. Dozens and dozens of candles were the only light in the dim apartment as you walked in slowly, unsure of how to react. Setting down your bag on the floor, you followed the candles around the corner to the living room. And there he was. Minseok stood in the center of the room with his hands clasped behind him, a smile lighting up his face when he saw you.

“Minnie, what’s all this?” You asked hesitantly, looking around at the candles and a lush bouquet of flowers on the table as you stepped in the room to him.

“Well, I-” He’d had a whole speech prepared but now that the moment had come, it didn’t seem to matter as much. “I love you.” He reached out and took your hands in his and you looked to his eyes.

“I love you too.” You relaxed a little seeing the love in his eyes, so familiar and always so beautiful to you.

“It feels a little silly to need all this,” he gestured to the room, “to ask a single question, but here I am, surrounded by candles and flowers, standing in front of you.” He knelt down, keeping your hands in one of his while he pulled a box from his pocket. “Will you marry me?” He opened it with one hand and a smile on his face. You couldn’t do anything but smile at him for a moment until you reminded yourself to respond, to which you nodded and whispered, “Yes.”

Minseok jumped up to hug you, the ring nearly forgotten in his hand as he kissed your cheeks and bare neck over and over again. You had to pull his face away to be able to properly kiss him, the two of you swaying in place with nothing but that diamond ring between you. It was a little silly to think that he needed all that stuff but in the end all he needed was four simple words.

constant attraction

constant distractions

when will either of us

take the first step, take action?

let me know

let me know

at my best when I am with you

at this moment, our poetic prelude

4 page poems, 3 simple words

But when you feel, oh, like I feel

let me know

let me know


I Told You I Was Mean // Calum Hood

Request; Yes
Summary; Fame begins to change Calum and he cheats on his fiancé, (Y/N). 


Once again you found yourself sleeping alone. It’s been 2 weeks since the boys got back from their tour and you were happy to finally have your Calum in your arms. Life had other plans for the two of you… well Calum did.

These past 2 weeks had been like torture for you, consisting of heated arguments and lonely nights. Calum had been coming home late completely wasted and rumors were beginning to spread that he wasn’t happy with his girlfriend, now fiancé, of 4 years and sneaking around having threesomes with random groupies. There were also rumors going around that he was getting involved with bad influences in the industry and falling into substance abuse, which to your dismay, weren’t rumors. He was acting out and he made it practically impossible to approach him,  he doesn’t open up to you anymore. All these rumors that were surfacing, you didn’t want to hear them. They weren’t true. You were a happy fiancé that was going to get married in a couple months to a wonderful boyfriend and have tons of babies maybe even have 2 dogs and you’ll two will move live in the suburbs to raise your family. At first you didn’t want to believe it…

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Please Be Naked (Bucky x Reader)

Pairings: 30s!Bucky x Reader

Word count: 1525

Warnings: Fluff, introduction to smut. If u know my writing u will probs be sad by the end of it lmao

This one-shot was inspired by The 1975′s ‘Please Be Naked’. I strongly recommend you listen to it before or during the fic BC it’s zo cute. I also got inspiration for this from a post about the song but I can’t find it anymore??? I’m zo sad???

ENJOY PRE-WAR BUCKY ily (p.s the gif doesn’t really go he’s just v cute)

You took your plate to the sink and immediately rinsed the remains of pasta sauce down the drain. Bucky joined you from behind as you started to clean the dishes in your small, compact kitchen. He grabbed a towel from the cupboard and began to dry the dishes for you.

“It’s okay, I got it darling,” You assured him. He merely shook his head, “Let me help.”

You smiled gratefully at him before returning to the sink. You cleaned each dish and item used to prepare your special dinner, and soon you had cleared the entire kitchen, the area looking spotless. You were about to pull the plug when a mischievous idea popped into your mind.

Bucky had just put his towel down when you splashed him with water, glistening bubbles flying all over him. His mouth dropped open, his expression one of surprise. However, it quickly melted away into a devious grin, his eyes glinting with payback. You squealed when he splashed you, the two of you engaging in a mini water fight.

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anonymous asked:

May I have a donghyuk angst pls :-) you can decide on the storyline

I’m so mad I wrote a really long scenario and it didn’t post I’m going to commit.. Time to replicate it quick quick quick.


“Fuck off, Junhoe.” Donghyuk shouted, storming out of the room and slammed the door behind him. Donghyuk and Junhoe fought a lot. Their personalities caused them to clash, it was natural.

You had been dating Donghyuk for almost four months now. Throughout the time you’d spent together, you’d never really heard him shout or curse. He’d curse occasionally, like if you were hurt or he was concerned about you.

Your eyes scanned the room, locking briefly with Jinhwan’s. He merely tilted his head to the door, indicating for you to go and check on Donghyuk. You nodded, standing up and taking your leave. You shut the door behind you and took a deep breath before making your way to Yunhyeong and Donghyuk’s room. As you arrived, you opened the door to reveal the sobbing mess on his bed.


He grabbed a pillow at the sound of your voice, covering his head with it.

“Go away, y/n..” He mumbled angrily into it.

You walked over and sat next to him, soothingly rubbing his back.

“Go away!!” He shouted, throwing the pillow across the room. As soon as you noticed his red, puffy eyes, you cringed a little.

“I’m here to look after you, Hyukkie~ I love you a lot!” You said softly, wrapping your arms around him in an attempt to comfort him. You smiled happily at the feeling of his arms around you, only to gasp in shock as he threw you off him and onto the floor.

“What part of ‘go away’ so you not understand?! Jesus, y/n. Are you dumb??”

You chose to filter out the rest of what he was saying. Had Junhoe really struck that much of a nerve. You thought about the situation, as your train of thoughts got cut off by 4 very simple words.

“I don’t want you.”

Your heart throbbed sadly. That was your queue to leave. You were clearly agitating the boy more than he was originally. You stood up and bowed apologetically, turning away as tears flooded down your cheeks. You walked out the room, biting onto your hand as you whimpered quietly.

“Wait! y/n I didn’t mean that!! Y/N!! I’m sorry!!” His voice called out desperately for you, apologetic and sincere.

But you didn’t turn back.

Anna and Elsa (Austin Carlile Smut/Fluff)

Could I get an Austin Carlile one where you guys have been dating a while and one night you have really crazy, wild sex and you wind up getting pregnant. You’re super nervous to tell him and at first he’s really shocked and a little freaked out, but then gets really excited and you wind up having twin daughters? Smutty and super fluffy at the end please! <3

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Apa yang terputar di playlist kali ini?
Ellie Goulding - On My Mind. Why I got you on my mind? (ulangi 3 kali)

Bagaimana harimu? Btw, di sini sedang hujan. Di sana juga? Hujan sudah siap menancapkan gigil pada siapa saja yang berani melawannya. Kecuali aku. Aku selalu bisa bersahabat dengannya, terutama dalam hal menciptakan kerinduan. Di situasi itu, aku melamunkan ki…

Uuh, aku tak bisa menyebutkannya.
Aku telah terbiasa mengikuti caramu tersenyum. Aku dilelehkan oleh sajakmu yang melambungkan angan. Tapi yang tak kamu tau, aku sendiri bergumul dalam konflik batin saat berada di dekatmu. Kamu itu tidak bisa kuhapuskan, sama seperti perasaan yang tidak bisa kulafalkan ini.

Ternyata, tidak perlu waktu lama untuk merasakan kata yang namanya rindu. Namun, aku dan kamu kadang saling membebaskan sementara di sisi lain terikat. Detik ini, aku ingin sekali menyapamu dan menyampaikan pesan sesederhana rindu kamu nih. Tapi tidak jadilah, memangnya siapa aku?

Kata itu terlalu sakral bukan? Padahal hanya 1 kata. 4 huruf. Just one simple word. Tapi itu bukan ditujukan untuk aku dan kamu. Terlalu sulit untuk menggabungkannya.





Seorang Sapardi pernah berkata: Aku mencintaimu. Itulah sebabnya aku tak pernah berhenti mendoakanmu. Ya, seperti itulah aku mencintaimu. Tapi, akan lebih baik jika quote indah itu kusambung demikian: Aku tak pernah berhenti mendoakanmu, karena aku tau kamu butuh bahagia setiap harinya; meski aku dan kamu tidak pernah menjadi kita.