When I was a kid, I didn’t know how to eat with a spoon and a fork. I didn’t even know what the bread knife was for.
Ever since my friend mentioned it earlier, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
It’s common here in southeast Asia to eat with your hands. I think it’s common in the middle east and some parts of Africa as well.
“So what, lots of people eat with their hands here in America?”
Yeah, but eating with your hands here isn’t exclusive to finger food and pizzas. You eat rice with your hands. You can eat cake with your hands, icing and everything.
You peel chicken with your hands. Almost anything here, you can eat with your hands, except, you know. Soup. I actually thought eating with your hands was normal until I started seeing people online say how unsanitary it is to touch your food, some even so far as calling someone “uncivilised” ironically over a guy eating a pizza with his hands.
I know I struggled with a spoon and fork at a restaurant when they served and I didn’t know how to cut the food up proper, but I was trying to impress my white relatives, and food came flying everywhere.
Like I remember white people laughing, discreetly, but laughing nontheless at my dad for being clumsy with a knife and fork and my mind was immediately??
Did you know how gracefully my dad can eat a fish with his fingers? Thats the only effective way you can remove the fishbones. Yeah, we eat fish whole here, head, tails, fins. Nothing goes to waste except the bones.
You will not survive an hour in this island.
You like tandoori chicken? Okay, but you gotta respect Indians eating it with their hands. Hummus? Shawarma? Spring rolls? Banana fritters?
Don’t be rude when you see someone eating with their hands.
brief work it started from what was said at the performance that ‘there is no song that taehyung does the introduction’
“ah I’ll make that”
at the time I laughed it off hahaha even though I laughed it off it was stuck in the corner of my mind.
a few months ago, whether taehyung’s will to write was burning up, he played one piece of music to me and said “hyung, I want to make a song like this” and asked if I came make one track ok. and so I hit a few chords and said it to him. but the entire song was just a few ep chord snaps(?) I’m actually embarresed to call it a beat so I wasn’t happy with it. then (at that time) talks about the festa were coming out.
“would you like to do it together one time” “that’s good, hyung!” that’s how it began we contunously travelled over seas the most important thing when I’m writing a song is choosing what theme or selecting the instruments in the early stages but it was just difficult to concentrate
“what do you want to talk about (in the song)” “dawn” “dawn? what about dawn?” “just sitting in the park at dawn waiting for a friend but… the birds chirping and…I really really like that moment” “ah that unclear.. blueish moment” “yes! I really like that blueish and quietness part (of dawn)” “oh me too!!”
a bond of sympathy had devloped in this sort of way, it got started right away I really like the dawn too I’m a fan of the dawn and moon that moment when the night passes by from the evening and dusk and…the moment of dawn passing by the morning from dusk.. people who know will understand.
I thought 'so ah this is the guitar. lets begin with the guitar.’ and so I played the guitar and piano. fortunately, he liked the track, we decided to try write the meoldy and combine it all together because I always liked watching the moon I wanted to start off with talking about sending a letter to the moon having writing and combining both of them together, taehyungie liked it, luckily
so it started with my introduction and taehyung’s b part stuck like that the part that tahyungie wrote was better it felt like it was too flowy so I helped a little
even though I wrote most of the lyrics since taehyungie left them to me, taehyung provided the lyrics of the hook. (“following deep into the night”~) I think the work was almost 5:5 because it started since taehyungie was the one who brought up the theme first. me and taehyung both have low voices– but I just wanted to work with him and I’m happy to have had the oppurtunity I decided to take a step back and focus emphasize the materialization of taehyung’s feelings even though this song isn’t all about taehyung’s feelings, I hope we were able to materalize it as much as possible. I hope taehyungie’s image comes close to dawn as much as possible
and thanks to KOXX’s SHAUN hyung too, who rearranged it nicely personally, even though taehyung undertakes the powerful parts of the group songs I hope he can do this light sensitivity often too I thought that a lot of mine and taehyungie’s feelings intersect
we worked on this song together among the seven members, I’d say taehyung possesses the most emotion and cleanest voice. thank you for your hard work and singing it coolly taehyung-ah :)
BTS Reaction to: Waking up next to you for the first time
Author’s note: This is just very soft. Also gifs aren’t mine. x
He couldn’t help the smile forming on his face as he saw you peacefully sleeping beside him. Yesterday you two had your weekly movie night which ended at midnight. Seokjin didn’t want you to walk through the dark so he offered to let you stay the night instead. He brushed some of your hair out of your face as his soft lips found yours. He initially wanted to give you a quick kiss but when he felt you tangling your hand in his hair and pulling him back in, he happily accepted. His lips moved perfectly against yours as you pulled him closer, making him laugh.
“Hm, I can get used to waking up like this.” You mumbled sleepily as he pulled you into his chest, chuckling at your words.
“You better get used to this princess, because it will happen more often.”
You two laughed at his words before getting out of bed and making breakfast. Seokjin was very happy that you said you could get used to this, because he could too.
He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes a he took in his surroundings. That’s weird. He wasn’t in his room. When he turned on lay on his side he saw you peacefully sleeping next to him. A soft smile formed on his face as he reached his hand out to gently caress your soft skin. He thought you looked like an angel sleeping next to him. Yoongi still couldn’t believe that you trusted him enough to let him near you when you were in your most vulnerable state, but he was so glad that you did. You leaned into his touch as a happily smile spread across your face.
Your cheeks turned pink at the nickname, making Yoongi laugh. He pulled you against him as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. You giggled at the feeling of his hot breath tickling your neck.
“I love you Yoongi.” His heard fluttered at your words as he smiled against your neck.
“I love you too baby girl.”
This sunshine boy wouldn’t be able to control his excitement as he saw you snuggled up against him. He gently brushed his thump over your lips, trying to resist the urge to kiss you. Instead of kissing you on the lips, another idea came to mind. He smirked before pressing kisses all over your face, slowly waking you up.
“Hobi, what are you doing?” You mumbled as you slowly started to wake up. Snuggling closer to him in the process.
“I wanted to see your pretty smile baby.”
You smiled brightly at him before giving him a kiss on his lips. He did the same as he brushed his nose against yours, making you laugh again.
“Hobi, I can get used to this.” You told him.
A warm smile appeared on his face as he said, “Me too baby. Let’s cuddle some more, yeah?”
He’d get so soft. Like really soft. As soon as he saw that you were still asleep he’d wrap his arms around you and hold you even tighter. He tangled his legs with yours as he pressed kisses against your cheek, neck and shoulder.
He blushed at the nickname as he held you tighter.
“Morning baby girl, did you sleep well?”
You turned around in his arms so you were facing him before pressing a kiss against his lips. He smiled against your lips as he gently traced patterns on your side. He really liked waking up next to you. Probably more than he’d like to admit. Little did he know that you felt the exact same way. You didn’t want to wake up without him anymore and neither did he.
You’d wake up before he did. You smiled at the sight of him peacefully sleeping beside you. He’d been so tired when he got home last night and asked you to stay the night so he’d still be able to cuddle with you. Your heard melted at his words and of course you stayed. You gently ran your fingers through his hair as you pressed a kiss against his lips. Not wanting to wake him up you turned around to get out, only to be pulled back by him. He turned you around, flashing you a tired smile as he pulled you close again.
“Why did you want to leave?”
“You looked so cute that I didn’t want to wake you up.”
He chuckled at your words as he moved so his head was resting on your chest. He moved his body so he was lying on top of you as you happily played with his hair. You couldn’t help but laugh at your boyfriend’s adorable behavior. He was just so damn cute. Especially in the morning. From that on you decided that you would stay the night more often, and Jimin couldn’t be happier with that.
He’d be the actual definition of clingy. He’d hold you the entire night. No matter how much you moved, he always had some part of him wrapped around you. So when you woke up it wasn’t a surprise that he was holding you, still. His face was pressed against your neck as soft breaths escaped his parted lips. His arms held you tightly as his legs were tangled with yours. Your heart warmed at the feeling of your boyfriend holding onto you so tightly, almost as if he was scared that you’d leave. Being in his arms was very comfortable, however, you really had to go to the restroom. So you gently took his arms and removed them from your waist. You untangled your legs from his and sat up. Once you made it to the edge of the bed you felt his arms wrapping around you again as he pressed his face against your back, making you laugh.
“Hm where are you going?” He asked in his deep morning voice, causing shivers to run down your spine.
“Tae, I’ve to go to the restroom.”
“No, just stay here.”
You rolled your eyes at his words before trying to get up again, only to be pulled back. “Tae, c'mon just let me go. I’ll be back soon and then we can cuddle as much as you want, okay?”
He pouted as he thought about your suggestion. He didn’t want you to leave but he did like the idea of cuddling as much as he wanted. So he gave in. Taehyung let you go to the restroom in peace, but as soon as you got near the bed he pulled you on it and wrapped himself around you again. You laughed at his cute behavior before pecking him on the lips, getting ready to spend the entire day cuddling in bed.
As soon as you woke up you felt a little uncomfortable. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Jungkook holding you, it was just that his grip on you was so damn tight. It’s not a secret that your boyfriend is very strong. What you didn’t know however, was that he was just as strong in his sleep. You sighed deeply as you tried to pull his arms away, but it was impossible. The only thing you could do was wake him up. Sighing deeply you used all your strength to turn around. Surprisingly you managed to do that, but as soon as you were face to face he pulled you even closer, making you whine. Jungkook brushed his nose against your cheek as he started laughing. Right then you realized he had been awake this entire time.
“You’re so mean Kookie.”
“Well good morning to you too baby.”
He pressed a kiss against your cheek as he loosened his grip on you, giving you a little more room to move around. You let out a happy sigh as you pulled him down for a kiss, smiling against his lips as his fingers tickled your side.
“Jungkook” You whined, making him laugh again.
“What? I just like seeing you smile.”
You blushed before snuggling up to him again. Jungkook smiled at the sight of you being so close to him and realized that he wanted to wake up like this every single day from now on, with you in his arms.
kim seokjin x
roommate! jin, college! jin genre/warnings— smut, fluff, slight
angst (more like over dramatics) words—
when the college roommate you thought was definitely going to be girl turns out
to be the most gorgeous guy you’ve ever encountered in all your years of life? It’s
a stupid misunderstanding on your part, but maybe, just maybe, it won’t be so bad
You guys are amazing. The fact that anyone likes my writing makes my heart so happy. Was gonna wait to post this, but this is my way of saying Happy Halloween! Send me requests, message me, I’d love to get to know all of you. Many, many parts of this will be coming. You go to Jamaica, meet Harry, and he gets inspired. Hope you love it. xx - L
Ty was silent, and in that silence, Kit thought of Ty’s headphones, the music in his ears, the whispered words, the way he touched things with such total concentration: smooth stones, rough glass, silk and leather and textured linen. There were people in the world, he knew, who thought human beings like Ty did those things for no reason—because they were inexplicable. Broken.
Kit felt a wash of rage go through him. How could they not understand everything Ty did had a reason? If an ambulance siren blared in your ears, you covered them. If something hit you, you doubled up to protect yourself from hurt.
But not everyone felt and heard exactly the same way. Ty heard everything twice as loud and fast as everyone else. The headphones and the music, Kit sensed, were a buffer: They deadened not just other noises, but also feelings that would otherwise be too intense. They protected him from hurt.
He couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to live so intensely, to feel things so much, to have the world sway into and out of too-bright colors and too-bright noises. When every sound and feeling was jacked up to eleven, it only made sense to calm yourself by concentrating all your energy on something small that you could master—a mass of pipe cleaners to unravel, the pebbled surface of a glass between your fingers.
“I don’t want to tell you not to go to the Scholomance if it’s what you want,” said Kit. “But I would just say that it isn’t always about people trying to protect you, or knowing what’s best for you, or thinking they do. Sometimes they just know they’d miss you.”
“Livvy would miss me—”
“Your whole family would miss you,” said Kit, “and I would miss you.”
It was a bit like stepping off a cliff, far scarier than any con Kit had ever run for his dad, any Downworlder or demon he’d ever met. Ty looked up in surprise, forgetting the glass in his hands.
He was blushing. It was very visible against his pale skin. “You would?”
“Yeah,” said Kit, “but like I said, I don’t want to stop you from going if you want to—”
“I don’t,” Ty said. “I changed my mind.” He set the glass down. “Not because of you. Because the Scholomance appears to be full of assholes.”
Kit burst out laughing. Ty looked even more astonished than he had when Kit had said he’d miss him. But after a second, he started to laugh too. They were both laughing, Kit doubled up over the blankets, when Magnus came into the room.
so, let me know if there’s any heterosexual explanation for this por favor
BTS reaction: gf/bf/crush back hugging them while they’re brushing their teeth
ranmin10: BTS reaction when they were brushing there teeth in the morning
and there GF decided to back-hug them sleepily and touch there stomach
?i think this shit is SUPER CUUUTTTEEE!!!!!!
Such a cute request *-* Thank you! - admin Evv
He wanted to make a surprise for you. Jin left dance practice early. On
his way to home, he went to buy flowers and something to eat, all for
you. He was happy that, finally, he’ll spend some time with you, alone,
without his members, your friends or any other random eyes on you. He
quietly opened the door. When he found you sleeping on the couch, he
felt disappointed somehow. He was planning all day what he’d cook for
you and what you two will be doing this night. But he couldn’t blame you
that you fell asleep. He took you into his arms and carried you to your
bedroom. A little bit disappointed he went to the bathroom to prepare
himself for sleep. The last thing that he had to do was brushing his
teeth. Still thinking about you, peacefully sleeping, he looked at the
mirror. Your little body showed in the mirror. Jin was curious as to
what you were doing so he just stood there and he was looking at you.
When you came and only back hugged him, mumbling something about fairies
and unicorns, Jin smiled widely and let you hug him till he’ll
finished. It was the cutest thing he ever saw. His little, cute y/n. All
his disappointment disappeared and all his love that he has for you
fulfilled him inside. This small gesture assured him how he wants to
spend rest of his life.
Their comeback is coming soon so he’s staying up till morning hours,
always working on songs. This time he came back to home after 3 am. You
were already asleep but you heard when he was closing door, even though
he was trying hard to not wake you up, you heard everything. You decided
to go to sleep, it was normal for you that he was coming back that
late, so why should you care? But his heavy steps made you worried. You
stood up and went to the bathroom. Yoongi didn’t notice when you walk
in. When you saw his reflection in the mirror, your heart stopped. He
looked like a ghost or zombie. Dark circles under his eyes which you
didn’t notice earlier. Yoongi was tired, it had already been already 2
weeks that he was preparing everything for their comeback. You were half
asleep but you wanted to comfort him so you lumber to him and back
hugged Suga. At first he was surprised by your acting but after few
seconds he started to be more and more relaxed because of your touch.
The only thing that he wanted to do now, was going to the bed, lay down
all night and all day with you in his arms. He would turn to you, give
you a soft kiss and take your hand into his, walking straight to the
was a morning like others. Hobi woke up first like always. He knew that
you liked to sleep in, so he wouldn’t wake you up. Before getting out
of bed, he gave you a peck on the forehead and looked at you, thinking
how beautiful you looked sleeping. Finally, when he took his eyes away
from you, he went to complete his morning routine. He was happy and
already hyped; the weather was nice, birds were singing, this day seemed
to be great, and the most important thing: he woke up next to the
person that he loves, which made his day perfect. Brushing teeth is
boring. Hobi was dancing and trying to enjoy this activity. Then he felt
someones hands playing with his shirt and his stomach. Similar touch
made him laugh from happiness. He turned to you and gave you the most
beautiful of his smiles. He made you lean back against the wall next to
the washbasin. You didn’t know what was happening, you just woke up and
you weren’t in contact with the world yet, so you didn’t pay too much
attention on what your bf was doing. Hobi took your toothbrush and asked
you to open your mouth. When you opened your mouth without hesitation,
he laughed again how cute you looked when you were still half asleep. He
put the toothbrush into your mouth and started to brush your teeth for
his own. He was enjoying it to much, tbh but he didn’t want to hurt you
so his moves would be really soft, he would treat you like a porcelain
doll which can break after one bad move.
It was a very special day. Your 5th anniversary. You started dating
before his debut. This relationship was going really good. You
understood each other like no one else. You could talk about everything,
laugh together and cry together.
You two set up to meet in your favourite place, the park where you first
met each other. But you had different plans. You called Namjoon to wake
him up and say some cute words but the truth was that you were already
outside his dorm. Jin let you in their dorm, he took all of the boys to
leave you and Joonie alone.
You were listening to every his move because you didn’t want to him to
find out that you were there. Breakfast was already prepared by Jin, you
only had to prepare roses, candles and all romantic things that came to
your mind. Namjoon wanted to look perfect this day (like he doesn’t
look like this every second). It took him awhile to prepare himself.
Clothes, hair, jewellery, a gift for you. You were already tired of
waiting so you went to look for what he was doing. Namjoon was in front
of the mirror practising weird speeches. You didn’t know what the speech
was about, but you randomly came up to hug him and said “yes” like he
was proposing to you. He looked at your reflection in the mirror,
smiling and showing him dimples. Namjoon wanted to act angry at you,
that you came into bathroom without any permission, but he failed; he
was just too happy and excited for today. Nj:Can I brush my teeth now? Yn: Yeeees - you said in the most cute way you could. Namjoon started to laugh because of your cuteness. You were so adorable. Nj:so, would you let me go? Yn:of course not, I won’t let you go. I want to stay like this forever.
He didn’t mind it. He liked the feeling of your touch on his skin. This anniversary would be special, he knew this
You were spending holidays in his parents house in Busan. His family
loved you. They saw how much in love you two were and how much support
you were giving him. His mother already treated you like her
daughter-in-law. You were happy that they accepted you, same with Jimin. It was your first morning here. You woke up first but you were too busy
looking at Jimin and playing with his hair to get out of bed. He woke
up, looked at you and quietly said “good morning” and pressed a soft
kiss to your lips. Finally Jimin stood up first. You were bored alone so
you decided to go with him. Feeling your hands massaging his abs and
your breath at his neck, he felt himself melt inside. Love filled all
regions of his body. He gave you the sweetest smile that you ever saw
from him. When he finished, he did the same thing with you. He just back
hugged you, playing with your shirt and kissing your head. Jimin was
really glad that he had someone like you by his side. Just small
gestures you are making, smiles or words, were giving him much
happiness. This moment didn’t last for too long. Because how long can
someone be washing themselves for? Jimin told you to come back to bed.
He went to the kitchen and prepared the best breakfast that he was able
to make. He tried his best for you. He brought breakfast to you and you
two ate in the bed. You were planning your time in Busan and even your
You two weren’t a couple, actually you two were friends, really close
friends. You acted like a couple, but no one took the first step to ask
the other one out. You were scared to dating a famous idol, and Tae
didn’t want to destroy your friendship.
It was the first time for you to stay over for a night in his dorm. You
had a lot of fun. Playing games, watching movies, shopping online and
gossiping about everything and everyone. This was perfect. You fell
asleep next to Tae and he didn’t mind, so he just laid next to you and
went to sleep too. He woke up first. Your face was snuggled in his neck
and his hand was around your waist. He spent a few minutes looking at
you, but he needed to solve his physiological problem, so he quickly
stood up and went to the bathroom.
You noticed it when he left your side, but you didn’t say anything.
After a few minutes you felt alone; you felt so good, safe and loved in
his arms, you wanted to feel like this again. So without thinking, you
went to the bathroom where Tae was. He was in front of the mirror, all
smiley and happy, like never before. He was there only with his body,
his minds was in a different place. He was remembering last night; your
smile, your laughter, your face when you were focused at the game. He
got a little bit scared when you back hugged him. He felt like the
luckiest boy in the world. You told him that you wanted to cuddle with
him because you felt good in his arms. Tae’s heart pounded like crazy.
It was the first time he didn’t know what to say. He felt good in your
arms too, and he didn’t want to be only a friend for you. He turned to
you and hugged you tightly. He said “I love you” in the deepest voice,
straight to your ear. This quick back hug just ended your friendship and
started something new, something filled with love, care and a lot of
You two spend all night watching movies, playing games and just enjoying
being together. You were awake till 4am. Maybe you would stay even
longer but Omma Jin told you to go to sleep. The boys had a free day so
you could spend all day together and sleep for how long you wanted.
It was 2 pm and Jungkook woke up. All of the members already left the
dorm to enjoy their free day. Jungkook wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t
wake you up. You refused to get out of bed, so he decided to kick you
out of there later. He woke up in a very good mood. He was singing,
dancing and enjoying his bathroom routine (this sounds so weird).
Jungkookie sang your favourite song which was “Butterfly”. When you
heard his beautiful voice, you wanted to hear it more clearly. You went
to the place where your bf was. He saw you; he just smiled and continued
to singing with the toothbrush in his mouth. You came and hugged him
from behind. It make him feel happy. Jungkook felt loved and he realized
how much he loved you. It was only a hug and it made him the happiest
person in the world. He was still singing, he took your hand, slowly
pulling you to stand in front of him. You closed your eyes, enjoying his
voice. He lifted you up, put you on the washbasin. His voice started to
be more and more quiet. Suddenly he kissed you. It was a soft and
mature kiss. After the kiss, you two just stared at each other. Words
weren’t needed. Both of you knew what the other thought and felt.
A/N: That’s all I’m going to say about that….(except this had originally been called American Beauty//American Psycho but this nake suited more as the story evolved…. different story with the og. title to come (also I mean Gearhead as in in cars not drugs so….))
Sweet Pea POV.
I had the annoyance of bringing Jughead to collect some of the things he left behind at Riverdale High. I looked around the outside of this perfect little school, not a guard in sight. The privilege of the privileged I guess. After an uncomfortable circling of the school, receiving the usual disproving stares, I returned to the front of the school and leaned on my car waiting for Jughead. Then she caught my eye.
At the top of the steps to the posh hell, stood an angel. Dressed in her cheer uniform, she was carrying a large pile of books, reading the note that lay on top as she slowly walked down the stone steps. She was like a goddess among common men. Then she stumbled down the last step, dropping her books everywhere. Okay, so a clumsy goddess, I can deal with that.
“Here let help you…” I’m not someone who helps a stranger? Especially a Northsider.
“Oh thanks” she gathered her notes while nervously biting her lip. She finally stood and took the books I had collected for her. She jumped slightly at the full sight of me. I’m used to that.
“Oh I uhh thanks”
“Yeah the snake tattoo tends to have that effect on people” she bit the inside of her lip before smiling, clearly realising I was joking.
“Oh forgot one umm- yn” I read her name on the cover. Her name was as beautiful as the person it belonged to. Once she got over the initial shock of seeing the Serpent decorate my next, she didn’t seem to want to rush away from me. New.
“Sweet Pea” ready for the jokes about my name.
“Sweet Pea, thanks” she just smiled. I want to take a picture of that beautiful smile but that might cross some line.
“Oh you cut your knee when you fell…” on second glance to her beautiful legs, they were all marks.
“Oh yeah, that’s okay, it happens I’ll live…Yeah so, you go here Sweet Pea?”
“Oh God no” she raised an eyebrow at me.
“I mean I’m sure it’s nice and all but too far from home…I’m guessing you go here though” I looked at her in her cheer uniform again. It looks great on her but would be even nicer on my bedroom floor. She laughed at my attempt at humour, I like her I think. Wait no I don’t. Hello! Northsider! I think not!
“Hey Ynn, this guy bothering you” a guy adorning a blue and gold letterman jacket threw his arm around her and she seemed to almost flinch.
“No no Chris, Sweet Pea and I were just talking” she looked at the ground, her beautiful smile long gone.
“Yeah Chris. Just chatting.” My sarcastic tone came easy and he didn’t seem to appreciate it.
“Watch it buddy” a threat? That’s brave.
“Or what?” I was about to square up to him when Jughead came flying down the steps and into the back of Chris.
“Oh sorry Chris, oh hey YN! How are things?…did I interrupt something?”
“No you didn’t, we were just leaving, come on ynn we have practice” he seemed to half drag her away from us. She glanced over her shoulder and gave a small wave, a smile to match.
“Chris is such a jerk to that poor girl, Don’t know why she’s with him. Oh crap look at the time! come on we better get back” he threw his books into the boot but my eyes were locked on Yns silhouette. Time to get out of here, I’m losing my mind. Stepping down off the path I stood on a small notepad. I picked it up to see YNs name decorate the cover.
“Come on Sweet Pea we have to get back” he called from the passenger seat. I nodded after looking inside the cover of the notebook. As I had expected, yn was the type of girl to have her contact information on her books.
What a fucking jerk. Who says things like that? Not someone who is sane, that’s for sure. I continued my stewing for another hour, working away at the impossible car.
The slam of a car door snapped me out of my angry daze before I went back to fixing the car door in the garage.
“What’s up SP?!” Fangs slid across the bonnet of the car to my side.
“Nothing really, you?” I went back to fixing the wiring in the door.
“What?” My eyes snapped back to him and he dangled her notes out in front of me. Damn it I forgot to put them away!
“Oh no one” I went to grab them but he pulled his arm back.
“Northsider by the looks of the school address”
“You’re not going rogue on us are you?” He teases and I continued with the door.
“Wait, are you?” He slid off the bonnet to stand closer to me, more serious now.
“No of course not” I pushed him back, grabbing her notebook from him.
“Umm hi” I looked up to the garage to door at the familiar beautiful sound on Yns voice. She stood in the doorway, long strapped handbag slung over her shoulder, hands held together as one in front of her, biting her lip.
“Well hello there” Fangs went to approach before I caught him by the shoulder and dragged him back. Nope not this one.
“Ohhhhh you must he YN?” I’m going to kill him.
“Umm yeah nice to meet you…”
“Fangs and Sweet Pea, no one called like Phil or John around here no?” She smirked and I returned the same.
“This isn’t the Northside Princess” he said sliding out past her. He winked from behind her before miming some obscene gestures. I’m going to hurt him later. She turned her head and he stopped before winking again and leaving to talk to Tall Boy outside by the motorbikes.
“Well he seems nice”
“Oh yeah he’s very cheery” who am I? Since when do I say ‘cheery’
“I hope you don’t mind but Jughead told me where you might be after we got kind of…cut off”
“Yeah, that happen a lot?”
“More than I’d care to admit” she walked around my workshop as she spoke, taking it all in. I wish I had had time to clean up. I popped the hood on the car, trying to seem like I didn’t care that she was wandering around in close proximity. She finally stopped her strolling when she was to the side of the car next to me, smiling. Why is this one always smiling?
“Oh right yeah thanks, it’s shot though, might just scrap it for parts”
“Oh, shame….those wires shouldn’t be connected”
“What?” I couldn’t help but laugh and she turned kind of red.
“I umm sorry I’m sure you know what you’re doing…even if you’re doing it wrong…”
“No no Gearhead, show me” she seemed to weigh up her options before settling on the right one.
“Umm…gloves?” I crinkled my face up in confusion before uncrossing one arm from the other and pointing to the work bench behind her. She put her bag on top of the table before slipping on the gloves and draping her hair over one shoulder. She then disconnected the two wires in question and connected them to different ones. What does she think she’s doing? I laughed aloud, this girl is going to kill herself….kind of hot.
“That’s also wrong…do you mind if I…”
“No no be my guest Gearhead” I put my hands up and stepped back. Very hot.
After a moment or two she stepped back and closed down the hood again. Before sitting into the car she once again disconnected my wiring in the window before realigning them. If it was anyone else I would have snapped long ago. She sat into the driver seat and put the key into the ignition. This girl is either going to blow up the garage or blow my mind. She chose the latter.
The engine hummed into life after a second of her turning the key. She then pushed the window button and it glided down and up again, effortlessly. Unbelievable, thing hasn’t started in years. She turned off the car again and slipped out. Extremely hot.
“Umm there you go…”
“How did you…what did you…how…what…” I stood mouth agape looking at the car, her turn to laugh.
“Did I just hear an engine?! Did you get Sal start finally?!” Fangs came running back in from outside.
“Don’t be modest Sweet Pea” I looked at her and she nodded for me to take all the credit.
“We have to take it out!” Fangs half ran over to the car, not really caring who fixed it.
“Yeah we should” I agreed.
“Well I mean… you might want to take it off the blocks first…” she was right, it was on blocks and I couldn’t help but laugh again.
“I’ll see what we can do about that Northsider…shouldnt you be on your way back to your storybook?” he slipped out of the garage again. Lucky for him, I’m going to hurt him.
“So, cheerleader gear head?”
“Lots you don’t know about me” she smirked.
“I’d love to find out more” I came square into her then, stepping closer. I swept the hair from eyes and she bit her lip. I love it when she does that. Yns phone ringing cut through the growing tension between us. She looked down at the ground before crossing the room to her bag.
“Hello-yeah-sorry-sorry-im just out with…a friend-” great boost to my confidence “-ill be there soon, I’m sorry-no please don’t I’m coming I’m sorry-okay-im sorry I’m on my way I’m sorry-okay bye” she hung up and threw her bag over her shoulder quickly half darting for the door.
“I’m sorry I have to go, bye Sweet Pea” her speech was rushed and disgruntled.
“Bye yn…wait wait your notebook!”
“Oh…I guess I forgot it again, I’ll have to come back and get it another time?” she smirked.
“Yeah I guess so” I returned the sentiment.
“Although maybe once your car is off blocks you can bring it to me” she winked then she was gone from me again. The idea of willingly going to the Northside was not my idea of fun but yn was. Beautiful Gearhead.
Summary: You finally get home with Tom after a long press
Characters: Tom Holland x Reader
Word Count: 1,153
A/N: Y’all wanted domestic life with Tom, so here it is!!
This will be an on-going series, with no real plot. I just want to keep the
theme of the imagines grouped. I hope you guys enjoy this and welcome to the Domestic Life series :)
It had been an exhausting few weeks for Tom after his long
press junket tour for Spider-Man: Homecoming. You were there for a week and
felt tired, so you could imagine how he was feeling. He had invited you to join
him for the last week because he missed you too much. You were guessing
Harrison and Harry weren’t enough to keep him company. However, today was the
day you headed back to London with Tom and you were so excited.
“We will now be arriving in Heathrow. Welcome to London,”
the pilot announced.
Request → “
Hi! Can you do a Richiexreader imagine where he has a crush on you (Beverly’s best friend) and the others don’t think it’s serious so when Beverly invites her to the lake Richie is very nervous and the others tease him so much that the reader is confused and uncomfortable so she leaves but Richie goes after her and confesses?” - Anon
→ I can’t tell if it’s too fast paced or if it’s just because i’ve re-read this 100 times. I hope you like it!
Pairing → Richie Tozier x Reader (She/Her Pronouns)
Warnings → none
“I uh. I’m just gonna go- Bee,
I’ll um…see you tomorrow?” You said to Beverly, turning on your heel with a feeble wave.
Without an answer, you
hastily shucked your denim jacket over your underwear and made the awkward and
quick climb up to the Quarry’s path, leading in and out. Your cheeks burned,
and you were awfully hot considering you had just climbed out of the water.
Were they laughing at
you? No… Were they?
You had arrived, and
clung to Beverly. Her being the only other girl, and the only other person you
knew, as you tried to enjoy the day. But every time you turned your back, you
heard snickers and bickering and hushed swears. Don’t take it personally. You
insisted to yourself. It’s probably just an in-joke you weren’t privy to.
Beverly wouldn’t hang out with a bunch of assholes.
“You bunch of assholes”
hissed Beverly, smacking Stan and Eddie softly.
Summary: After a night out, Tom ends up in your apartment, slightly intoxicated and ready to confess. Warnings: Mild language, mentions of alcohol. A/N: I just had this weird image stuck in my head of a childish, intoxicated Tom trying to show you how to juggle. Then I took it further and, this happened. Honestly, I just wanted to write the juggling scene, don’t look at me.
The silence in your room was deafening, counting out the sound from the dripping faucet from the bathroom across the hall. The sheets were too warm against your body and the moon was shining brighter than usual through the cracks of the drawn curtains.
You’d been trying to sleep for hours, but nothing seemed to be working and it didn’t get better when your lovely neighbors thought that it was a good idea to begin their usual humping session, the crude moans and the dull thuds of the headboard keeping you awake. And slightly disgusted.
So, you gave up and pulled the sheets back. The wooden floors felt cold against the soles of your feet as you swung them down from the bed, forcing your exhausted body to make the small trip to the kitchen. You pulled out a cup from the cupboard, ready to warm some milk when you heard the sounds of something scratching against your front door. You froze, hands in the air as you perked your ears up to listen for any more sounds, and then…
I legit can’t write for anyone other than Peter now ahhh Hope you guys don’t mind xx
Title: Hesitation Pairing: Peter Parker x reader Summary: A slightly jealous conversation and close proximity leads to more between you and Peter Word Count: 1,284 Warnings: None Tagged: @tmrhollandkay@ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x
here, listen to this one,“ you insisted, handing Peter the headphones once
on, Y/N,” he replies, rolling his eyes with a sheepish grin on his face.
were sitting in your bedroom, listening to some of music you had picked out for
Peter. He wasn’t a music buff, but you demanded that he spend a few hours
listening to the music you recommended, and he’d do anything to see a smile on
he accepts the headphones and looks at you as he listens intently. Peter
pretends to understand the musicality of the song, but for the most part it’s
just sound waves travelling through his head. But if this made you happy, he’d
do it. Besides, it was a good excuse to spend time with you.
you asked as the song finished. "What’s your rating?”
Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.
Rowan couldn’t help but feel a bit foolish as he stepped into the cafeteria, lunch tray in hand. He stood in the doorway for a moment, eyes moving from table to table. He observed the crowds around him, looking for a head of golden hair.
Relieved wasn’t actually the right word he’d use for when Fenrys invited him to sit at his table during lunch. But he did feel the slightest bit grateful. He wasn’t particularly looking forward to spending another lunch by himself. Plus he thought he was doing pretty well. Only three days into the school year at a new school and he was already, somewhat, making friends. Hopefully when he told his mother this, she’d get off his back.
Though he wouldn’t exactly call Fenrys a friend at this point. He simply seen the Pittsburgh Penguins patch on Rowan’s backpack in the bio class they shared and deemed Rowan interesting enough to talk to. Turns out Fenrys was a Penguins fan too. And that’s basically all it took for him to invite Rowan to sit with him at lunch.
Thankfully, he wasn’t standing too long when he spotted golden hair pulled back in a low pony tail. With long strides, Rowan made his way over to the table. He wasn’t typically a nervous person, but he still tried not to pay too much attention to the other bodies sitting around the table.
“Hey man,” Fenrys grinned up at him before pointing to the chair on his right. “Take a seat.”
Summary: As the news of the King’s death spreads throughout the land, lords and ladies from the nearby countries swarm the castle to offer condolences to the queen and her son. As the prince mourns his father, he is met with the reality that he must now choose a wife and begin his reign.
A/N: Because I was feeling nice and wanted to waste more time and not study Hieroglyphs. Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE.
Request: Can you write about Shawn getting angry/ upset in
public (a party or something) bc of someone said something rude to his gf?? And
she tries to make him leave but ends up in a fight with the other person???
Word Count: 2,354
“You want another beer?” Brian
asked me, well, yelled at me. The music was very loud and people were laughing
and talking vociferously.
“Yeah, sure” I smiled. I turned
around and patted Shawn on the shoulder. He looked at me.