anonymous asked:

I work at a place with dog groomers and their clients are always bitches to the front staff and absolutely grateful to the groomers. On Saturday's we close early and the last groom dog's parents are ALWAYS FUCKING LATE. We call and call leaving messages that we have closed and we need them to pick up their fucking dog and they stroll in without a care in the world, don't apologize for keeping us late, and after they pay they START SHOPPING AROUND THE STORE.

Summer (Part Three)

Requested by anon

Hi love, just wondering if you would be willing to do a Harry hook imagine set in neverland where the reader is peter pans daughter and meets Harry but they don’t know who each other are (Harry is without his hook for some reason etc) and they fall in love but discover who each other are after it’s too late? Love your writing so much!!!

Summary: You had always wanted to go to Neverland and when your father refused you decided to take matters into your own hands. Little did you know that on that island you would meet the best thing that has ever happened to you.

Characters: Harry Hook, reader (daughter of Peter Pan), Ben, 

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2320

A/N: Okay so don’t hate me but this part is more of a general summary of the first movie with a couple scenes from your point of view the next part’s gonna be better I swear! Also towards the end it skips to basically the beginning of the second movie so I mean time skip? 


Requests and tags are always open (find my prompt list here)

Part One (x) Part Two (x)

Originally posted by seaside-stars

It was the day the four students from the Isle were due to arrive. You were standing with Lonnie and Jane when Ben walked towards you.

“You don’t mind, right?” He asked you. Audrey had offered herself up to help Ben give them a tour of the school. Though you had a feeling that wasn’t the real reason. Audrey was one your closest friends and you knew that she meant well. Most of the time. “I mean you did help me with the planning and picking them out and everything”

“Ben, you know me,” You told him. “If I minded I would’ve said something” He nodded once but didn’t walk back to his place. Suddenly you knew what was actually going on. He was nervous. “You’re going to be fine, trust me” This time he smiled at you before nodding and returning to his place.

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Draco Malfoy X Reader: Worth Saving

Summary: The reader is attacked late at night and Draco saves her.

Warnings: mild violence, getting attacked

Word Count: 522

Tag List: @waytooinlovewithharrypotter@trumpetsaretheworst

Please let me know if you would like to be added or subtracted from my tag list!

Request:  Hi I was wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader is a ravenclaw and is walking down the hallways really late after studying in the library then while she’s walking someone tries to attack her and she starts screaming and Draco who was walking around school heard it and saves her.

Requested by @ivana-b274

Originally posted by arianavevo

(Y/n) had been in the library studying for a potions test. It was her worst subject and she really needed to get a passing grade. It was late, and she knew that wandering about the castle after hours was not a good idea, but nothing could prepare her for what would happen next. She had finished studying, there wasn’t much more she could do other than get a good nights rest. She started making her way back to her common room. She had made it about half way there when a figure came out from around the corner, grabbing her arm and pushing her into a nearby classroom. The classroom was empty, with the exception of a few tables and chairs, (Y/n) had never been there before. She looked up at her attacker and recognized her as a Slytherin who just really hated her. After closing the door, the girl walked over to (Y/n) with a wicked smirk on her face, she pulled out her wand, and (Y/n)’s face paled. She knew that it was going to be a long night. The girl’s first spell was a direct hit to (Y/n)’s stomach, causing her to cry out in pain. She scrambled to get away, hiding behind a table on the far corner of the room, but the girl was relentless, her next spell hitting the table, causing it to fall on (Y/n). Draco had been walking past the classroom when he heard the crash of the table, then soon after a scream of pain. He walked over to the door and put his ear to it. He found it strange that any noise would be coming from the room since nobody had ever used the classroom. He listened for a moment, before hearing another cry of pain. He quickly opened the door to see (Y/n) laying on the ground with the Slytherin girl standing over her with her want drawn. The girl looked at Draco, shocked, she dropped her wand, claiming,
“She attacked me first! I was just defending myself!”
Draco looked at the scene in front of him, something seemed off, he knew that (Y/n) would never hurt anyone purposefully, and she also did not have her want drawn. He made his way over to (Y/n), helping her up, and started taking her from the room. But before he left, he looked over his shoulder at the girl,
“Professor Snape will be hearing about this”
With that, he left the girl standing, shocked, in the middle of the room. Draco guided (Y/n) to the outside of her common room. He could tell she was in shock,
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
(Y/n) just shook her head, unable to find her voice. Draco frowned at her, he put his hand on her cheek, trying to get her to look at him. When she finally did, he leaned down and kissed her. She didn’t respond right away, but she soon did, melting into his embrace. When he pulled away, he placed his forehead on hers, and whispered,
“I’ll always save you”

manipulation is truly one of the scariest experiences that can ever be given to you by another person. watching lies that you believed for so long unfold, learning that the warning signs you ignored were legitimate, realizing that all the negative feelings you felt WERE ACTUALLY VALID after it’s too late to protect yourself from further damage… it’s evil and dehumanizing and an act of blatant betrayal that will scar you with emotions you’ll never want to feel again, and it KILLS me every time someone else is made victim to this type of treatment whether it be by a significant other, friend, family member, or an idol disguised as a good person.

actions speak a million times louder than words and please for the love of god do not forgive & dismiss anyone’s repetitive shitty behavior just because they tell you they love you at the end of the day.

edit: this post is directed at the general populace. Mlm clearly have more of a right to dislike this game if it makes them uncomfortable, these are my thoughts on the matter however and not intended to trample on mlm. also i am a qu**r person who uses that word as an umbrella term but have seen how it’s bothering a lot of the rebloggers so i’ve changed it to LGBT

maybe you folks should ask yourselves why youre trying so hard to find reasons to demonize and hate Dream Daddy, a game with actual pure non-fetishized representation of mlm and honestly GBT men of all sorts that you’ll even go as far as to twist around components of a datamine into something theyre not

its okay to dislike GG, theyve done some shitty stuff in the past  AND present, and i dont even watch them or like them, but this game isnt made by them. its released by them. it was made by a couple college art students who did a great job at putting representation and real experiences in this game and they worked so fuckin hard on it. you know what youre doing by trying to make this game fail, or torrenting it so it looks like it did worse than it actually did? assuring more games with positive representation aren’t made, or released, or even fucking bothered with. i fucking promise you, with GG’s youtube channel and band and whatever else they do, that you torrenting or boycotting the game isnt hurting them in the slightest. it’s hurting the creators, it’s hurting LGBT game-makers everywhere, and it’s hurting the genre of LGBT games made by LGBT people with good, unfetishized or sex-oriented stories/characters.

so maybe get your heads out of your cynical asses, accept nothing you consume will be perfect, and try to support something with a genuine and positive representation of both GB and trans men. its a fun, lighthearted game with good stories and relatable characters and frankly, im sick of yall trying to assure LGBT oriented games fail because of such miniscule shit.

Signs As Uncommon Words
  • Aries: resfeber- (n.) thrill felt before an adventure
  • Taurus: elsyian- (adj.) beautiful or creative; peaceful
  • Gemini: trepverter- (n.) a witty response or comeback you think of only after it's too late to use
  • Cancer: selcouth- (adj.) unfamiliar, rare, strange, and yet wonderful
  • Leo: ensorcell- (v.) to enchant or fascinate someone
  • Virgo: vellichor- (n.) the strange wistfulness of used bookshops
  • Libra: apricity- (n.) the warmth of the sun in wintertime
  • Scorpio: quidnunc- (n.) someone who always wants to know what's going on
  • Saggitarius: balter- (v.) to dance artlessly but with enjoyment
  • Capricorn: psithurism- (n.) the sound of wind rustling leaves
  • Aquarius: astral- (adj.) of or relating to the stars
  • Pisces: abderian- (adj.) given to idiotic or incessant laughter

artrmeblog  asked:

How would you imagine each daddy acting when they are extremely jealous?

i live for this. i love putting characters through angst guESS IM evil ¯\_(ツ)_/¯   -dad alex

Robert- He has a habit of falling in love too easily and getting carried away with the feeling. Robert can’t express his emotions all too well, either. So when he sees you hang out with another dad one day, and watches you through the window as you hug him goodbye, he immediately hits your phone up and asks you to come over. When you do, he’s already a little drunk, and he goes through the same destructive habits he’s had for years. He throws you against the wall and bites your neck until the skin beneath his teeth burns with angry red. He leaves several bruises like that on you, and when he decides he’s done, he tries to go down on you. You’ve known him long enough to know when he’s upset, and you grab his shoulders to stop him from going any further. By the end of the night he’s shaking in your arms, sobbing into your chest and saying the same words over and over again: “I don’t want to lose you. Please. Don’t leave me.

Damien- He doesn’t realize what that twisted feeling in his gut is till it’s in too deep. Guilt mixes with his jealousy, and he can’t find it in his heart to tell you. It eats away at him slowly, and over time, he starts throwing more and more subtle hints at you. It started with a bouquet of I love you flowers with a lone, purple I’m sorry hyacinth buried in there, and ended with a bouquet of yellow at your doorstep one night. Yellow hyacinths, christmas roses with long, yellow centers, and a single yellow rose. The overwhelming joy of the color contrasted sharply with the meaning of the flowers themselves. Damien laid in his bed when he arrived home, believing you wouldn’t pick up on the meaning of the bouquet for a while- but to his surprise, you show up at his door and envelope him in a soft embrace. Damien feels embarrassed because he’s only wearing PJs and his hair is messy, but you tell him you don’t mind, laying in his bed and reassuring him that he’s the one you love.

Craig- He did increasingly stupid things to get your attention , like taking fast U turns and giving you bad whiplash. The dumbest thing he did happened on a late night after the girls won a big softball game. Most of the people in the stands were gone, and only a few members of the team were still there. Craig was… talking to the moms? Talking to them? You feel a lump form in your throat as you watch a mom feel Craig’s bicep, and he… doesn’t shake her off. Your jaw tightens. The moms make increasingly flirty advances and, after five minutes of him ignoring you, you take off and drive home. Craig shows up at your door exactly a minute after you walked through it. You get in an argument right there at your doorstep. All he can do is say, “How does it feel to be the jealous one this time?” Your heart aches when you hear his voice crack. He steps inside and he holds on to you like you’re a rock and he’s trying not to be swept away. You lay in your bed with him just like that, pressing kisses to his forehead, calling him an idiot, and reassuringly massaging his head.

Joseph- Not really a jealous person, or… at least that’s what he thought. He remembers the day he dumped you vividly in his mind- he said he wanted to work on his marriage. In all honesty, nothing had changed since then except you. After a week or so of hiding yourself in your house, you started to go out again. You started seeing one of the other Dads. Joseph didn’t realize how much it bothered him until he saw you kiss him- open armed, trusting- trust that you could never give Joseph again. You moved on. He hasn’t.

Mat- He tries very, very, very hard not to be aggressive or assertive when people hit on you at concerts. Mat tries to be understanding. It happens. People get drunk, see someone attractive, and try to pry them away from their boyfriend that they are holding hands with. They flirt with people even though they are totally, completely taken. Very obviously taken. Up until this point, he’s been passive enough to calmly walk away and take you home. But this? He can’t take it anymore. This has to be the third person that’s hit on you today. You’re helping him out at the Coffee Spoon because Pablo couldn’t make it. As soon as the person you’re taking orders from asks for your phone number, Mat walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. You turn around and kiss his forehead. As small as the gesture was, it made his heart leap.

Hugo- It happens at a wrestling match. By some kind of black magic coincidence, you end up on the kiss cam. Again. It happens almost every time you go, because every time you go, you end up buying the same seats in the same section. This time, though, Hugo looks up to the camera and sees… you… and the girl sitting next to you. His heart drops when he sees the girl smile and look at you, then it promptly explodes when you lean over your arm rest and kiss him on the cheek instead. For the entire rest of the match, Hugo’s face is bright red. You’re walking outside the venue and into the mostly empty parking lot now. When you get to the car, Hugo pulls you into an embrace. He tells you how upset that made him feel, seeing you and the girl like that, but you reassure him- he’s not just any genuine wrestle boy. He’s your genuine wrestle boy.

Brian- There aren’t very many cases where people flirt with you. Brian is almost always by your side, arm slung around your shoulders or your waist. He’s a very outgoing person, and because of that, he tends to intimidate people enough to ward them off. One night, though, you’re at a barbecue at Joseph’s place. There’s several women there that you don’t recognize. Once they get shot down by Craig, a few of them make their way over to you. You have no idea they’re flirting until Brian comes up next to you and places his hand on your back. He starts talking in the way that he does, except he’s talking about you. How good you are at fishing. How your brownie recipe is the best in the world. How much Maxwell, his dog, loves you. You’ve never seen people excuse themselves so fast before.

MBTI types as people I know

MBTI types as people I know
I’ve seen this a lot around here and I thought heck why not
Written by an INFJ

- Best Friend
- Seriously get yourself one of these they’re THE BEST
- Super stable and don’t like drama
- You can have fun with them over really small things like sharing M&M’s on the way to school
- Can cook like heaven
- Easily offended so watch your mouth
- Will share anything with you but you have to ask first
- Mom friend

- Best Friend
- JUDGMENTAL AF seriously go to a random city with them and they can give an half hour roast on a stranger’s shoes
- Notice literally everything
- Likes their cats over you and will send you adorable snapchats of them
- Will argue with the teacher and ask impossible questions until they cry
- They’re aesthetically gifted
- Sometimes does things that make you go “wtf kid” but you love them anyway

- MBTI buddy. I introduced them to it and now they finally feel like somebody understands them even if it’s just the internet
- Seriously if you know one of these TALK TO THEM AND ASK THEM QUESTIONS they’re usually quiet but if you ask they’ll like that
- Intriguing
- Emotions are not their thing so don’t be feely with them
- They can’t cry
- Will somehow get you to tell your deepest traumas at 2 am for no apparent reason
- Do not take their painful, mean, accurate comments too seriously or you’ll end up with a major inferioritycomplex

- Highly Recommended
- You can talk to them about literally anything
- Seriously there is no private when you talk to one of these which is kinda nice because sometimes there’s shit you can’t even tell your bff and that’s when the esfp comes in handy
- Will do stupid stuff and then continue to do even more stupid stuff
- They mean well but it somehow goes wrong every time
- Drama Queen
- GOSSIP they’re not good at it but if you wanna shit talk about someone they’re yours
- You easily forget you’re angry at them
- Feed them lemonade and say it’s wine and they’ll believe you and act drunk

- Perfect
- Annoyingly Perfect
- They join like five giveaways a day and they actually win something
- Confident af on the outside but secretly pretty insecure
- Friends with everybody and they genuinely like everybody
- Knows everything about everyone but you don’t know a thing about them

- Lazy genius
- They do everything except for the things they have to do
- Has watched a lot of shows and will remember every single episode which is great because they’ll understand your references when others don’t
- They have no sense of timing
- Sometimes make harsh comments without knowing the impact on someone and then act like the others are being petty
- They mean well but they’re not very insightful
- Snapchat game is on point

- Supersmart and annoyed at people who are not
- Watches horror series for fun
- Probably was the kind of kid that operated on their stuffed animals with real scissors
- They have a strange liking for the dead
- They care a lot about their friendships
- They expect you to feel what they are feeling and are Highly Disappointed when you don’t
- Secretly cinnamon rolls

- I had never met one of me so you can imagine my happiness
- Big Sis Friend who shares everything with you
- They know about literally everything and everyone’s secrets
- Will get you to spill your crush and darkest secrets without asking and without returning the favour
- So pair them with an INTJ and you got yourself a duo that knows it all
- So nice omg (this is where she and I are different because i’m not as nice as her)
- They care about you A LOT even when they don’t say it
- Not the best talkers but write like Shakespeare would they want to

- So innocent
- Their pure souls don’t even know what smut is and all that
- They always have food and/or are talking about food
- Under appreciated
- Cry over every goddamn movie even Kung Fu Panda
- They will tell you when you’re being rude or when you death stare and they won’t go easy on you
- Put them together with an INTJ that results in a ten-minute lecture on being nice from the INFP it’s hilarious
- Not taken seriously but you should because they give pretty damn good life advice
- “If you ever wanna be happy in life, buy purple sunglasses”

- Will someday be president
- Moral knight
- Will sigh at your stupidity but help you anyways
- Not the best at communication when it comes to group projects
- You only know you love them when they’re gone because then you realize that they are the link between everyone in your friend group and without them everything falls apart
- The one I know is super innocent idk if that goes for all ESTJs
- Is willing to do A LOT for their friends
- The grumpiest grump or a super hyper and happy no inbetween

- Way too nice
- Seriously they’re nice to everyone so I’m never sure if they genuinely like you or if they’re just being nice
- Look good in every goddamn photo even when they’re not trying
- They look like happy campers but they have secrets that they don’t wanna tell to anybody (except to the INFJ and i’m really annoyed it’s the one I know and not me)
- Did I mention they’re too nice?

INTP *the intj friend wrote this because he knows the intp better - Really likes food - The best person to have an argument with, but will at the same time try to agree with you if it means something to you - Sleeps 12 hours a day - Always late - Looks after and cares for his friends a lot although they don’t notice it - Does not like telling intimate stuff - Needs to solve the fuck out of everything - The best person to have stupid and meaningless conversations/arguments (something in between) with about the immortality of lobsters

I’m sorry to istp, estp and isfp (edit: and enfj, so sorry!) i don’t know any of them

imagine it’s a wet, cold, rainy sunday

and steve wakes up to the sound of rain on the windows, and tony warm and cuddly and curled into steve’s neck, fast asleep and snoring very quietly. steve turns his head and kisses the soft warm skin of tony’s forehead.

he can hear peter in his cot bed in the next room, singing a quiet baby song to himself and playing with his toys. steve smiles to himself but doesn’t move, because peter’s happy and tony is a warm trusting weight along steve’s side. he wants tony to sleep for as long as possible, because tony’s been burning himself out lately, looking after peter.

steve doesn’t expect the quiet to last for long, of course, because while peter doesn’t mind playing by himself, he’s got a sixth sense about when his dads are awake. sure enough, soon he hears little scampering feet and muffled giggles, and then peter’s soft brown head appears at the side of the bed, chubby fingers tugging insistently at the covers.

‘papa!’ he says. ‘up!’

steve smiles. ‘morning, petey-pumpkin,’ he murmurs. ‘shh-h, daddy’s sleeping. only quiet people allowed on the bed, okay?’

‘i be quiet,’ peter says instantly, in a loud whisper. steve feels tony’s mouth curve in a little smile against his neck, but his eyes stay closed, his body relaxed and soft. steve smooths his hand down tony’s back, and then reaches out with his other arm to scoop peter up on to the bed with them.

‘up you come,’ he whispers, 'remember, no loud voices.’

peter nods solemnly and cuddles into steve’s other side, propping his tatty brown teddy on steve’s chest and tucking a thumb into his mouth. steve strokes his hair.

soon, peter’s thumb pops wetly out of his mouth. 'daddy sleeping,’ he says, leaning forward so he can see tony’s face.

'that’s right,’ steve tells him. 'daddy’s real tired. he needs his sleep.’

peter climbs over onto steve’s chest so he can get close to tony, gently patting tony’s arm with one little paw. he curls up between them both, looking up at steve. 'i help,’ he says. 'i help daddy sleep, papa, see? i help.’

steve chuckles. 'yes, you are helping, it’s very good,’ he says, tapping peter gently on the nose. 'can you hear the rain, sweetheart?’

peter listens, head tipped to one side. 'pap-pap-pap-pap-pap,’ he says. 'makes sounds.’

'yes, it does,’ steve says. 'maybe if you’re real good we can go up top with daddy later and play in the puddles. Would you like that?’

'YES,’ peter says gleefully, forgetting to be quiet. 'puddles! papa, i love puddles. i splash. i splash in my red boots, papa?’

'yes, your red rainboots,’ steve confirms, smiling. 'but quiet voices, remember?’ he looks down at tony, running a hand over tony’s messy curls; tony’s eyes slowly open, hazy and soft with sleep.

'what’s all this about puddles?’ he murmurs.

'daddy!’ peter says delightedly. 'wakey up! look papa!’ he flings himself on tony, wrapping chubby arms around him and nuzzling his forehead into tony’s chest. 'lovey lovey lovey,’ he sing-songs. 'lovey huggy.’

'love you too, baby boy,’ tony says, his voice morning-rough, and he slides an arm around peter and cuddles him.

steve strokes a gentle thumb over tony’s jaw. 'morning, beautiful,’ he says, and bends down to kiss tony’s cheek, ghosting his lips up to drop a second tiny kiss on the tip of tony’s nose. tony scrunches it, smiling, and then leans up to press warm sleep-soft lips to steve’s chin.

peter pops his head up at that. 'i kiss too,’ he says earnestly, and then plants a big wet one on steve’s neck. 'i kiss, papa. i kiss you!’ he giggles and then falls on tony again. 'i kiss my daddy,’ he says into tony’s shoulder. 'i kiss you, daddy. i doing kisses.’

'i can feel them,’ tony tells him, grinning up at steve. he runs his fingers through peter’s hair, and kisses his forehead.

and steve puts his arms round both of them, a warm safe circle, holding them close. later, they’ll get up, and steve will make rainy-day pancakes for breakfast while tony dresses peter, and there will be splashing in puddles on top of the tower, and cuddling with blankets and hot chocolate on the couch afterwards, and it will be wonderful, everything steve has ever wanted in the world.

but for now - tony is soft and warm and comfortably tucked into steve’s side; and peter is sleepy again, clutching steve’s shirt, his other small hand gently petting the side of tony’s face. and steve looks down at them both, and he’s simply happy.

'love you,’ he whispers, and tony smiles softly against his shoulder.

'love you back.’

(more ficlets under the 'stevetony ficlet’ tag on my blog)

(might do a follow up later with the puddle splashing)

Harder (Smut)


A/N: This took me so long to finish. Here’s a mix between some jerking off and some passionate sex. I’d love to hear what you think. 

Word count: 3,295

After Karen and I picked up Shawn at the airport, we went straight back to their house to spend the night. Though Shawn would have rather gone home, he’d finally given in after a couple of hours pouting childishly in the car from the airport and back to Pickering. 

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand he wanted to spend his first night back in his own apartment, but his cousin were graduating tomorrow and driving all the way back and forth two days in a row was just stupid when Karen and Manny had left Shawn’s old room untouched since he moved. 

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anonymous asked:

Fic prompt: Bitty accidentally says something really hurtful to Jack when he's angry over the phone (like from Georgia or something). Jack takes it the wrong way and begins to panic and shut people out. Bitty doesn't realize what he's done until Jack doesn't reply to his apology a few days later and people text bitty because they're worried about Jack. Bitty has to quick find Jack and fix what he did and help him feel better

“You don’t understand!” Bitty shouts over the phone.

“But I do, Bits,” Jack retaliates for the umpteenth time this conversation.

“Jack, stop,” Bitty pleads, pressing the palm of his hand hard against his shut eyes. “You don’t, alright. You can’t. You haven’t grown up the way I did.”

“But I still–”


Bitty isn’t sure if it’s the crack in his voice, but Jack goes silent on the other end.

Bitty sighs out roughly. Time apart is meant to be good for their relationship–absence makes the heart grow fonder–but all it seems to have done for Jack and Bitty is create tension and frustration.

“Eric,” Jack begins as Bitty is trying to calm his breathing. It’s not the way he says it normally; soft and reverent. No, this is like the angry spike of syllables he got from Jack in his first year at Samwell. This is a slap in the face.

“No,” he says firmly, then hangs up before he adds on anything else that his heart is tempting him with by telling him it will feel so good to get off his chest. He’s got enough sense to know that he’d regret that when he’s cooled down. He doesn’t want to lose Jack, lord how much he doesn’t want that.

Bitty turns his phone off and keeps it off for the rest of the night. His fingers itch, and he knows that even if he doesn’t text Jack, he’d be tweeting something vague and passive-aggressive which will only cause worry for his followers, some of which belong to the SMH.


The next morning Bitty sleeps in after having stayed up late baking. He opens his eyes slowly, aware that this morning he’s going to have to turn his phone back on and face the fact of his conversation with Jack last night.

He does it like ripping a band-aid off. Phone on, apology text sent, then he leaves it on his nightstand and heads downstairs.

He eats, then he bakes and listens to his music louder than normal. He’s calm now, last night’s frustration gone, and ready to talk to Jack about what he actually meant.

Upstairs, sitting on his bed with his phone in his hands, Bitty is stumped. There’s no response from Jack. He sends another text, asking Jack to call him later in the evening, and leaves his phone beside his laptop on the desk and he starts editing a vlog entry.

That evening, there’s no call. No text either, which worries Bitty as it’s outside Jack’s normal mode of operation. The smallest bit of doubt trembles in his fingers as he sends another text to Jack close to midnight, just to check that everything is okay.

Two days go by with no communication from Jack. It’s strange, and what’s stranger are the messages flooding his inbox from what seems like every contact he has but Jack. They’re all variations on the same sentiment.

Hey Bits. Jack talked to you recently? He’s not answering my emails. Thx.

Bruh is Jack giving you radio silence too?

Could you let Jack know I’ve sent him those spreadsheets? Calls aren’t going through. Thanks man.

Do you know if Jack’s gone away or something?

Have you talked to Jack?

Is Jack talking to you?

Have you talked to Jack?

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specific personal parisian details from a parisian teen for ml fic writers: part 4

so i’m in Paris for vacation and new things have come to me

  • cafes stay open super super late, basically after 9:00 it’s all wine and cocktails for the rest of the night
  • teens usually go out for drinks even before 18
  • they barely ever check ID
  • also most cafes have AMAZING fancy meals
  • some clubs usually accept people under 18
  • either way, a lot of teens over and under 18 go to clubs and it’s not a really big deal
  • most kids start when they are 24
  • leggings are a no go
  • the most popular outfit especially for girls is basically skinny jeans and a white shirt
  • what you wear is essential. no one goes to school in sweatpants of athletic wear
  • red heads are made fun of don’t ask me i don’t know why
  • people born in the year 2000 and later are often made fun of too
  • literally the french use “friend” or “copain/copine and ami/amie” to mean boyfriend and girlfriend now
    • they made up a new word to mean friend, it’s “pote”
  • french rap is literally about the most random stuff it makes no sense
  • french slang is comprised of a lot of “verlan” or “a l'envers”. They say “ziquemu” instead of “musique” and other things like that it’s pretty dumb if you ask me but it’s still very common
  • college is literally a lottery you make a list of your top 10 or something and then the colleges pick from all the people who put them as number one on their list. then they go down and down for more rounds until all places are filled
    • fun fact there was a baby boom in 1999 and apparently college didn’t expect the amount of people applying for spaces this year. very good students still haven’t been accepted to any one school.
  • most kids go to prépa or even college close to home
  • a lot of french people speak very adequate english because it’s basically shoved into their faces 24/7
  • lots of pick-pockets in Paris it’s insane
  • many people usually vacation in Corsica with friends or family because it’s hot and there are beaches everywhere
    • it’s actually so much fun we’d have casual drinking parties on the patio or on the beach in corsica and no one really cares
غير مرحّب بالأشياء التي تأتي متأخرة عن موعدها بعدما تجاوزنا ضرورة وجودها.
Everything that comes late
and after it’s not needed is unwelcome.
—  zaidalhouraniquotes
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Request: Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Bucky imagine? Where the reader is quite a bit younger than the rest of the team (LEGAL AGE OFC) and likes bucky but doesn’t think he likes her back because of the age gap? I totally understand if you don’t wanna write something like this! Thanks, love your blog! Xx

Word Count: 2472

Pairing: bucky x reader

Warnings: language and unprotected sex

The moment Bucky saw you, he knew he was done for. Your eyes held a certain kind of wonder in them. Bucky found it adorable how you would look around the Stark tower in complete awe, you had a childlike curiosity about things and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling.

“Avengers!” Tony shouted as he walked into the common room, clapping his hands together for good measure, “we have a newest member to our team.” Tony stepped aside to you step forward, showing yourself to the team. You waved at Earth’s mightiest heroes shyly, not really knowing how to approach the situation.

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anonymous asked:

Could you write something for when the RFA+Saeran+V come home late to see MC fell asleep on the floor waiting for them to come back? thank you~

Sure! These were fun:) 


  • He had been on a trip for a few days
  • And he just returned
  • You had really tried to stay up to greet him, but something happened you and ended up falling asleep on the floor
  • Zen just kind of smiles when he sees you there
  • He sets down his bags before picking you up bridal style
  • Half way to the bedroom, you wrap your arms around his neck and he realizes you were awake
  • “You knew I would do this, didn’t you?” 
  • “Yeah,” you replied
  • He kisses your forehead and carries you the rest of the way


  • His work day ran late
  • He even missed dinner and felt bad about it
  • He sees you knocked out on the rug, a few stray cleaning supplies near you
  • He smiles softly and gently lifts you onto the couch
  • But…you fell off…and didn’t even wake up
  • Too tired to carry you all the way to the bedroom, he brings pillows and blankets onto the floor
  • Lays down next to you and you two fall asleep together there for the night


  • Your back was hurting so badly, so you laid back on the floor
  • But you didn’t expect to fall asleep on the floor
  • Jaehee comes home late and sees you there
  • You look like a mummy the way your arms are crossed
  • She takes a picture of you
  • It takes a few tries because she’s laughing
  • She sends it in the chatroom for you to find later
  • She lays a blanket on you and lets you sleep in peace


  • You were trying to get Elizabeth’s attention, but she wasn’t giving it to you
  • So you lay on your stomach on the ground with a cat toy
  • She still didn’t bother, and somehow you got sleepy and fell asleep
  • Jumin comes home late and finds you still on the ground
  • Elizabeth is curled up on your back also sleeping
  • He’s melting a little inside so he takes a blurry picture and saves it
  • He crawls onto the floor as well careful not to wake either of you
  • He’s so tired he also ends up falling asleep
  • When you two wake up, Elizabeth is sprawled across the both of you


  • He was working late again in his workroom
  • He comes out in the middle of the night and you’re asleep in front of a running TV
  • He takes the opportunity to take a dry-erase marker and draw all over your face and a little on your neck
  • But then, he scoops you up in his arms and carries you to bed
  • You woke up somewhere in the second half
  • He’s smiling so sweetly at you and you can’t help but think that he’s the nicest person to you
  • That is…until you wake up and see yourself in the mirror the next morning


  • Yoosung got him a job at the local animal center
  • Tonight was a special event, so he was going to be late
  • He forgot to tell you he was going to be late
  • When he got home, you were sprawled out on the floor in front of the coffee table
  • He inches near you and realizes you were asleep
  • He was half considering carrying you to the room
  • But then you stir and see him for a second
  • You try to act like you’re asleep so he’ll carry you but he already notices
  • “Why are you on the floor? Go to bed.”
  • You pout and drag yourself to bed
  • But you don’t see him quietly laugh behind your back


  • He comes home after a late outing with Jumin
  • The room was dark, his eye sight was still recovering
  • And he wasn’t expecting you asleep on the floor
  • Not only did you wake up from his foot in your spleen, but also because he hit the floor with a loud thud
  • You both are screaming in surprise and pain
  • Then there’s a pause before you two are bursting out laughing at the whole ordeal
  • You somehow make it back to bed together
  • But the neighbors are disturbed

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K-POP Legends (1/???) DONG BANG SHIN KI (동방신기, Rising Gods Of The East)

Formed by S.M. Entertainment in 2003, TVXQ began as a five-member boy band that  rose to international prominence in the late 2000s, after the group achieved critical acclaim in the Korean music industry for their best-selling albums “O”-Jung.Ban.Hap. (2006) and Mirotic (2008).  Selling over 10 million records in the first 10 years of their career, TVXQ have become one of Asia’s most successful music acts of their generation. They are often referred to as “Asia’s Stars” and the “Kings of K-pop" for their immense success and contributions to the Hallyu. According to the Oricon, TVXQ have the most number-one singles for a foreign artist, and is Japan’s best-selling foreign music act in CD singles of all time. Their Time Tour, one of the highest-grossing concert tours of 2013, is the highest-attended concert tour held by a foreign music act in Japan. With the tour, the duo became the first non-Japanese Asian artists to headline a nationwide five-Dome tour, and were the first foreign artists to perform in the Nissan Stadium. Billboard has described the group as "K-pop royalty”.