OKAY OKAY OKAY THERE ARE SO MANY REASONS WHY I LOVE THIS QUOTE SO MUCH

lololypopy  asked:

So many people are fighting for these lyrics interpretations 😥😥😥

1. Context is important in songs. “Olivia” wasn’t just about a girl. “Hey Angel” wasn’t a conventional love ballad. Music is, first of all, music. It is ABOUT music, refers back to music that has established a presence in its genre, shows what Harold Bloom called the “anxiety of influence.” “Olivia” is ABOUT love as much as it is ABOUT “Penny Lane.” “Hey Angel” is evoking obsessive love as much as it is an homage to “Bittersweet Symphony.” Honesty in music means an integrity to the truth of the music, and a smart understanding of it– of what music is trying to say, and how songs are linked. This is especially important for Harry, whose debut album is supposed to be heavily influenced by his understanding of rock ‘n roll. For instance, imho, the bass riff in “Ever Since New York” quoted from “Baby Blue” is intentional. By evoking it, ESNY is trying to influence our interpretation of ESNY, almost like an Easter egg thrown in to the music. Read the Wikipedia entry on “Baby Blue.” It’s a kicker.

2. Honesty in music doesn’t mean it’s literally autobiographical. Louis said his fav song in MITAM was “Love You Goodbye.” Did it mean Larry split up? We got a million hours of Next-To-You during MITAM promo. “End of the Day” wasn’t about a literal couple at a literal party. Pop music uses romantic imagination to tell stories in metaphors. Sometimes it’s darkly confessional. Sometimes it’s humorous. But always, the lyrics have been created by someone telling a story– they’re fictional. There may be truths in the sentiment of the songs; only the person who wrote it knows for sure.

3. Harry is a songwriter who likes shock and surprise. He likes jokes of all kinds– from dorky, groan-worthy jokes (“A cow says moo.”) to musical jokes. He likes writing provocative songs that invite speculation: “Something Great,” with Louis singing only the last lines, “Stockholm Syndrome” with its bondage imagery. It’s valid to speculate that “Carolina” is about cocaine. Harry probably anticipated this and enjoyed the thought of his fandom wildly speculating. He’s not going to tell. Who’s the “Sweet Creature”? He’s not going to tell (not until much, much later). Speculation SELLS SONGS. It’s great for business. It creates buzz.

4. There are a lot of ways to listen to songs. There’s the relaxed enjoyment of just having good music in your ears. There’s the intellectual understanding of musical theory and structure. There’s imagination about the true subject of the songs. In any case, I recommend not letting music cause any anxiety. Music, like creative writing or even non-fictional writing, is therapeutic for the artist. When Harry writes about heartbreak, he isn’t only reliving the heartbreak. In a way, he has made peace with it, and has transformed it into art. The fact that the lyrics seem so evocative and REAL means the songwriters did a good job. They made us FEEL something. Harry himself has moved on. We don’t need to feel angst for his life– he is a grown man, a professional artist. The music is exorcism for some ghosts, both in his personal life, and in his musical expression– these are songs that show his digestion and transformation of the music inside him. You can see how happy he was performing in the Today concert. The music is his craft and his livelihood. His obsession, now, is to present it well in performance, to do well in the charts, to collect accolades and respect. Remember this statement– doing well drives every aspect of his promo. His obsession isn’t the same as our obsession. The music is all new to us, but not to him. He has moved on. He is a musician, and it’s more important for him to get recognition as a musician.

Music is such an intimate way to communicate. It speaks to our imagination so directly and forcefully. It affects the most primitive parts of our brains, the limbic system, so closely tied to our instincts for survival: hunger, sex, fear, excitement, love, protectiveness. That’s why we have these unconscious and involuntary responses— it’s the damn nerves. Don’t blame yourself for responding to music the way you do. It’s built into your system, the way we all want to have good food and good sex. I want to send a little love to everyone who loves music in your own ways: you have feelings, you’re human, you’re alive. I love that you feel so intensely about music, because I do too.

Finally, it’s okay not to agree. It’s okay NOT to like Harry’s music. It’s okay to criticize the lyrics or music for artistic reasons. To me, being a fan means using my intelligence to judge merit for myself. Don’t beat yourself up for not liking something, and please don’t beat other people up. If you don’t like it, there are lots and lots and lots of other great music to listen to, I promise– music just as compelling, with just as great a backstory.

I normally choose to post Mashima’s artwork here, and nothing more. This blog was not made for any purpose but to share Mashima-senshi’s art, I have had no intentions of speaking out, or spreading any word. However, I was greeted with this in the mailbox and this is not okay

Here are the reasons as to why:
1. Anon hate is never okay. It shows that you are a coward who do not have the guts to speak out with your identity attached, likely because you’re afraid of the repercussions. If you do not have the guts to speak out openly about your apparent disgust, you do not have the right to speak out at all, especially not a blog where his work is being shared and loved. That being said, hate in general is not okay. 

2. If you would like to word your dislike for a well-known artist, kindly structure your distaste clearly. We Do Not Type like this in a normal setting. I assume you were attempting to state your opinion of “Hey, do you know that Hiro Mashima’s drawings are disgusting? I hope someone will fucking kill him one day. He is not a great artist at all in Fairy Tail. Story is horrible!!!” At least, that was my inference, I had a little trouble at the end. 

3. Let’s break down point 2, shall we? Firstly, we do not need to know that you find Hiro Mashima’s drawings disgusting. What are you doing on a blog that does nothing but post Hiro Mashima’s artwork if you find it disgusting? It seems you may have a problem. If you find something disgusting, I suggest that you stay away from it. Perhaps you can try a blacklist function, it is easily found with a quick google search. Going to a blog that posts nothing but something you find disgusting may mean that you have an issue, please see a doctor if it persists, it is not healthy for you to continually visit something that contains things you find disgusting.

4. Secondly, hoping that someone will be killed simply because you dislike their drawings is a very dark thought. It is extremely unhealthy to channel so much hate over drawings that does not belong to you, and can be avoided if you take the steps suggested in point 3. Mashima-sensei has done nothing wrong to you, it is not as though he has threatened your family, or harmed you in any manner; such hate is unwarranted, especially if your only beef is with his drawings. If you phrase this in another manner, it can be taken as a death threat, and you may and can be reported for that. That will get you in a whole lot of trouble, as the police may be involved. 

5. Thirdly, we have established that you find Mashima’s artwork disgusting, and in your opinion, lacking. However, do note that the term ‘great’ is a subjective term. For example, you may think that you’re being oh so very great when you send an anon hate ask like this to a Hiro Mashima artwork blog, but in my personal opinion, I think such an action is quite the opposite of great. On the other hand, I’m sure many others following this blog for his artwork would agree that his artwork is rather great in their opinion. As this is a subjective determination, I will leave this as such.

6. Based on inference, it seems that you were attempting to tell me that his art in Fairy Tail is not great. Please be gently reminded that Fairy Tail belongs to him. He created the manga, and the style, and the art for the characters. Be mindful that the canon appearance, art style, literally everything, belongs to him. You may think that it’s not great artwork, but in Fairy Tail, it’s as canon as it is, which technically makes it the greatest, especially if you’re measuring upon the likeliness of artwork with canon. 

7. If you find that the story is horrible, you may choose to drop Fairy Tail like I know many have done. What is the issue here? I find it hard to understand why you continue to apparently torment yourself with art and story that you do not like and find horrible. Like previously mentioned, Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima, What he chooses to do with it, and what he ultimately does with it, is his own choice. You have no right to dictate his actions or decisions. If you dislike it so much, please leave the fandom. No one is stopping you.

8. Lastly, I just want to say that I do not advocate hate in any forms. If you dislike something, the smart move is to unfollow, blacklist, and avoid. Going forward to send messages like such to a blog that enjoys what you do not is honestly not the action you should be taking. You take the fun and happiness out of others because you dislike something. One can not expect everyone to like the same thing, and on the same note, one cannot expect everyone to dislike the same thing. You would not like it if I came up to you and said horrible things about the things you like, you would not like it if I came up to you and said that someone you like, and I quote “I wish someone will fucking kill him one day.” Even if you can not enjoy something, you should not take that enjoyment away from others. It is never okay to hope for someone’s death, especially over such a small thing as artwork or manga that would not be detrimental to your life. 

People who come to this blog came here for Hiro Mashima’s artwork. If you do not have that intention, or like them, please just leave. There is no place for your hate here. This is a place for people who enjoy Hiro Mashima’s artwork to unite and connect. 

If any word is spread in this post, let it be this.

HATE IS NOT OKAY.

anonymous asked:

(new fan here) do Bastille have any love songs? I've noticed most songs on the first album are more about like, dark themes and on WW they're about the media and stuff. I'm not complaining, I actually find it refreshing to know a band is writing songs about something other than what has become the main theme in the music industry, I just wanted to know. (if there are any, which ones?)

Bastille are definitely not big on the love songs. Dan always mentions how he finds it more interesting to write about the themes and things he finds interesting and how he is impacted by the movies and books he reads as well as the world around us. I am also a big fan of this, because it’s just very interesting to hear things in different perspectives and have a change of mind. But I do think you might be missing that the songs have several different themes in them and they can include love. It can be hard to tell since we’re so used to seeing love as the main and only theme, but Dan is a very creative and original songwriter who is capable in working more than one theme into a song. I feel like that’s part of what makes Bastille so good. The songs make you think and connect deeper than other songs, because they touch on so many things that several people feel. 

That being said the songs I would consider as love songs are:

  • Durban Skies from All This Bad Blood - It’s a song in the perspective of Dan hearing about the story of how his parents fell in love and got married. I think that’s really cute and sweet. 
  • Torn Apart from their mixtape VS. (OPH3) - It’s a sad love song about being torn from the person you love and the stripped back version is stunningly beautiful. You can find it here (x)
  • The Anchor from Wild World - It’s about the one person who grounds you in a world you feel like you can’t get a grip on. I know that the feelings described in this song doesn’t necessarily have to be about s/o and can be about a family member, friend, etc. I don’t see that as meaning it’s not love. I’m sure whoever you feel is your “anchor” you love in some way. Anyone who is able to do that feels like a comfort and safety and that to me is love. 
  • Warmth from Wild World - “It’s about how the world is pretty fucked up in general, but how people and relationships are great and can kind of be like the solace in that.” This a quote from Dan on what the album was about, and so it’s no surprise why this song is the crux of the album. I feel it truly covers exactly what he said, and that when he’s talking about people and relationships he’s again referring to someone that you trust and makes you feel warm and happy inside, even when the world around you is terrible. I think that’s my favorite form of love. 
  • Glory from Wild World - This song is so beautiful for so many reasons. It’s again one of those songs that has more than one theme. One of those themes is definitely love to me, because a lot of times we can feel hopeless “way down here upon the ground”, especially when you’re “looking up for heaven” just waiting for something to happen or for things to be okay but with no sign from anyone that it will. That’s when you need your best friend, family member, or significant other to be there to reassure you and “put your hand” in theirs and let you know things will be okay, because heaven sure as hell ain’t talk right now.
  • Fake It from Wild World - To me this song is another sad love song, because it sounds like it’s about a deteriorating relationship. However, there are so many sentiments of still being in love with the person despite the mistakes and problems that may have happened. My favourite sentiment would be “I wanna waste all my time with you,” because I see time as something so precious so if I’m willing and to devote it on someone they must be pretty special. 

I feel like that covers all of Bastille’s official songs, but I think it’s worth noting that Bastille also makes fantastic covers of love songs, and like real love songs that are just about love. Although they are usualy mashed up with a few other songs so the meaning changes a little I guess, but the primary sentiment is still there for sure. I think the most sterotypical romantic love song cover they did is “I Don’t Want a Miss Thing” which you can listen to here (x). There’s also this mashup of “Locked Out of Heaven” and “Angels” and a few others, which you can listen to here (x).  Thanks so much for your question, it was a lot of fun to answer. Welcome to the fandom and please let us know if you have anymore questions! I really hoped this helped. Okay I’m done rambling now.

- C - 

Hired by BigHit: Bittersweet- Part 8 [END]

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Summary: You’ve always had respect for Min Yoongi’s musical talent. As one of BigHit’s new producers, you now get to experience both the bitter and sweet sides of him.

Parts: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 [END] // Epilogue (fake text)

Hired by BigHit Series: Taehyung // Hoseok // Yoongi // Seokjin // Namjoon // Jungkook // Jimin


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Dear Friend,

August 30, 2016

I don’t want to be alone anymore - not after last night.
Today is harder than usual because I finally got to see the boy I’m in love with.
I finally got to see Him.

I’m alone in my room.
The silence is louder than usual.
How do you shut out the silence?
Is that even possible?
I don’t know how, but my overthinking clouded most of the silence when I started thinking about Him.

I want to think about the good times that we’ve been having - especially last night.
I need more good memories to replace the old one’s that I can’t let go.
The one’s that bring tears to my eyes each time I think about them.
He broke my heart once and I don’t want him to do it again.

Things were getting so perfect for me.
I was finally slowly letting go of him.
I was finally almost fully healed.
But then he shows up in my life again and I welcome him with open arms.
Then things get difficult for me once more.
Because one night alone with him is never enough.
I want him and all of him all the time.
I never want to let him go.
Thankfully, I’ve been seeing him more often now because he moved back here to our hometown.
But I can’t help but think he will just leave me the same way he did before - without notice or warning.
I’m just making the most out of the time that I have with him while I can.

At first, I thought he was just visiting for a while, but he failed to mention that he was staying here for a few months.
I was surprised when he told me this.
Hearing this news was a bittersweet moment for me.
Of course I was very happy that we would be able to see each other more often, but I was also cautious and sad that he could potentially get back with his ex-girlfriend.

The same night he told me he was moving back home, he did mention that he talked to her, but they came to an agreement that they wouldn’t talk to each other anymore.
I will admit I was a little relieved to hear this.
Not just for me, but for him too.
I feel like she was holding onto him only for her own security that this new guy she likes wouldn’t work out in the end.
I think that’s just wrong for her to do.
These are just my assumptions though.
Who knows why she was keeping him in her life.
I just hope he does try to move on from her.
I want him to be happy.
I always want to see him smile.
I just hope I can be that person that makes him happy and smile and laugh.

I’m just glad he’s back in my life.
Back when he was with his girlfriend and living here, I’d see him (literally) once every three - six months.
I thought it was going to be like before, but that wasn’t the case when he came over for the first time since moving back.
I can’t stop thinking about it…
I can’t stop thinking about all the fun we had last night.
New good memories to replace the old bad ones.

I was laying down on my bed about to cry.
I felt so overwhelmed with school, work, money and my loneliness.
Everything was just pouring in all at once.
And there was nothing but silence around me.
I was just about to shed a tear when my phone vibrated.
I looked at my phone.
He texted me!

“Hey.”
The anxiety kicked in.


Yeah?…” I responded.

“What are you doing?” He asked.
My heart started pounding.

Crying.”
*deletes*
I’m just laying down.”

“Is it cool if I go over?”
My hands started to shake.


YES!!”
*deletes*
“Yeah, sure.”


“On my way.”
My legs started to quiver.


A few minutes passed and there he was at my doorstep.
I missed him so much.
I know I had just seen him about a month before - when I went to visit him, but that month felt like an eternity.

He looked adorable as always.
He was wearing a black shirt with gray skinny jeans and black boots.
He did look a little different with his beard though.
That was the only thing different about him.
I had never seen that much facial hair on him before.
It took me a little while to get used to it.
I’m not a fan of beards.
I gave him a hug and we walked to my room.

He sat down at the edge of my bed with something in his hand.
I was so distracted by his eyes that I didn’t realize he brought back a pair of shorts I let him borrow when I saw him last month.  

Before he gave them to me he said, “Alex, I’m sorry if these have any bed bugs on them. And I’m also sorry if they infest your bed and your house.”

I laughed.
”What? What do you mean? Are you being serious?”

He laughed too and got a little shy.
He looked down at the shorts and continued, “Yeah. Before I left the apartment, we had a problem with bed bugs. They were crawling everywhere. But I washed them before I came here. I even used hot water.”

I laughed again, sat next to him, picked up his chin and looked into his green eyes.
”Oh my God. Don’t worry about it. I’m sure there’s no bed bugs in these shorts. And if there is, it’s okay! I’ll just blame you for everything.”
I patted him on the back and smiled.
He started to laugh again.
I could tell he didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore.
He gave me the shorts and I put them away in my drawer.

I started to scratch my hand.
”Oh wow. Maybe you’re right. There are bed bugs in those shorts!”

He smiled and shouted, “Shut up!”

”Sorry. I had to do it. It was just too easy. But okay. I’ll stop.”

I sat down next to him again and we talked for a few moments.
He said he wanted to go out for a while and do something.
So, we did.

Our first stop was a place called Sonic.
It’s this drive-in fast food restaurant that sells really good drinks.
They also have a playground area with sand and an area to play volleyball.

We got down to the playground area.
It was a very hot and humid night (it was my awful idea to get down and I instantly regretted it).
To cool off, I got myself my favorite cherry lime cream slush and he got a cherry slush.
He never even heard of a cream slush.

”It’s like a slush mixed with ice cream,” I tried to explain.

”That sounds gross, Alex,” he said with that stare I love and hate at the same time.
It’s so compelling and sexy.

”What?! It’s not gross! It’s my favorite drink.”

”It sounds gross,” he repeated.

They brought out our order.
I had to make him try my cherry lime cream slush.

”Okay. That’s good!” He said.

”See! I told you!”

”You made it sound gross though. It’s not really ‘mixed,’” he air quoted and continued. “It’s more like blended. They blend the ice cream with the slush.”

I rolled my eyes.
”Okay. Well excuse me for using the wrong terminology.”
We both laughed.

Soon afterward, we debated on what to do next.
It was either an exploration to Target or Walmart.
We would’ve chosen the former, but the store was closing soon.
To Walmart it was!

Now, I know most people would probably think, “What the hell do you do at Walmart at 12:00am?”
To be honest, you can’t really do much.
It’s who you’re with that that question really matters.
I wasn’t bored with him there.
I was just happy that I was spending time with the boy of my dreams.
I didn’t care where I was, so long as I was with him.
We were looking around cracking stupid jokes and I will admit I was being a little sassy with him.
The best part though was that he was being sassy right back.
I liked that.
We explored many sections of this supermarket together.

First, it was the alcohol section.
We couldn’t buy anything because they didn’t sell after midnight.
It didn’t matter anyway.
I’m sure we weren’t going to drink.

Next was the TV and video game section.
We were just looking around, mostly.
I made a joke about getting him a big TV for his birthday.
We laughed.
Then he showed me some video games that he wanted to play.
I made a mental note of them for later.

Then, we went to the toy section.
While I was looking at Power Rangers figurines, he decided to play with the smallest soccer ball he could find.
It looked funny because of his big black boots.
“He’s such a little weirdo,” I thought.
“But he’s my weirdo.”
He kicked it around and through the isles and somehow “accidentally” hit my butt with it.

When he was done with the soccer ball, he amused himself with a hula hoop.
I saw him attempt to do it – he failed.
It was quite tragic.
He didn’t know how to do it, but he tried his best.
Hell, it was way better than what I would’ve done, so I shouldn’t judge.
It was cute seeing him swing his hips around.

Lastly, we went to the book section to find nothing interesting.
So to kill more time, we went to the men’s clothing section so he could look at some t-shirts.
We were not there for much longer.

We finally left our little late night adventure.
We arrived at my house moments later.
I had a little surprise waiting for him there.
It was his birthday last week, so I had a few things for him.

I actually had sent him a card with part of his gift in the mail.
I never got a thank you from him which worried me about the gifts.
I was getting really scared that he didn’t get it.
Coincidentally, the card that I sent him was sent back to me yesterday.
Apparently I put the wrong address.
Everything happens for a reason, and this was definitely for the better.

When he walked into my room, he made himself comfortable and sat down on the same spot from earlier on my bed.
I was starting to get nervous.
I didn’t know how to give him his gifts.
I wanted to surprise him, so I asked him to close his eyes.
His reaction wasn’t what I expected.
He frowned and shrugged his shoulders and asked, “Why?”
I assumed he thought I wanted to kiss him, so I told him to cover himself with my blanket.
He did just that.

I went into my closet to get his surprise gifts and laid them neatly in front of him.
“Okay, you can take off the blanket now,” I said.
He threw the blanket out of the way and looked down.
“Happy birthday!” I shouted awkwardly while I presented him with his gifts.  
In front of him was the card that got sent back to me, a book called The Reason, and a gift from Sephora.

He saw the book first.
He had the biggest smile.
I loved it.
I loved looking at him when he was so happy.
“Oh my god. I can’t believe you got this stuff for me. And you got me the book! Thank you!” He said while giving me a really tight hug.

When he let go, the next thing he was curious about was what was in the Sephora bag (he’s always one that wants to take care of his skin, but just doesn’t care to spend money on that kind of stuff).
He took out the tissue paper and saw that I got him a cleanser, as well as a konjac sponge to exfoliate his face.
He had that big beautiful smile on his face again.
“Thank you Alex,” he paused looked into my eyes and continued, “Seriously.”
“You’re very welcome,” I replied.

Lastly, he finally looked at the card in an envelope with his name on it and a return address.
I had to explain to him what happened.
I was a little embarrassed about it because I supposedly put the wrong address, but when he saw it, he said that it was correct.
I don’t how that happened, but I’m glad the post office sent it back.
Because his reaction after reading the card was worth the wait.

The card I got him was cute in my opinion.
I can’t recall exactly what it read, but it was a game controller with a cute phrase.
Inside the card was two gift cards wrapped in a little paper note I decided to write separately.
To be honest, I didn’t know if he was going to keep the card, and I also didn’t know what he would do to it if he did keep it.
I was worried that someone in his family would get nosey and read the personal things I wrote him.
So, that’s why I decided to write him something separate from the card.

On the card, I wrote: I hope you have a great and wonderful birthday. You really deserve it. You’re an amazing person and a great friend. I’m glad to have you in my life. Happy birthday!

On the note, I wrote: So one day I asked you what do you want for your birthday. You jokingly told me, “Buy me groceries.” I didn’t take it as a joke. So, inside this card is a gift card to H-E-B. Go buy yourself some groceries.
He could’ve asked for anything.
Clothes, a game, shoes, cologne – hell, just anything!
But instead of saying any of those things, (or just about anything I could think of) he said, “Buy me groceries.”

He’s such a weirdo.
But he’s my weirdo
.

Things like that make me laugh, and smile, and remind me as to why I like him so much.
He didn’t react when he read this, but when he saw the gift card afterward he laughed and said, “Oh my god you actually got me groceries?! Thank you Alex.”

He continued reading the separate note I gave him.
It was really quiet, and it was making me feel a little nervous.
All I could remember at the time, was that I wrote how much I care for him and that I just want to see him happy.

Moments passed and he just looked at me; speechless and breathless.
He couldn’t stop smiling, and that in return made me smile.
He reached over to me and hugged me once more.
This time, it was different.
I could tell he didn’t want to let me go.
And when I hugged him tighter, he pulled me even closer to him.
He was holding me so tight that he could’ve suffocated me.
But I liked it.
I liked that he didn’t want to let me go.
If I could relive a moment in my life, this moment would definitely be one I’d come back to.

He told me thank you for the last time and slowly let me go.
We looked into each other’s eyes and I swear I wanted to kiss him.
I thought it was a perfect moment, but I knew I shouldn’t.
I knew I had to wait.

After that moment, I was happy.
I felt accomplished.
I felt good.
I felt important.
He’s never looked at me in that way before last night.
I didn’t need anything more, but the night wasn’t over and it just kept getting better.

We talked a lot.
About our problems.
About our futures.
About our feelings.
We cuddled.
We held hands.
We looked into each other’s eyes.
We felt each other’s heartbeat.
This was going on for hours, but it only felt like minutes.
I cherished every single moment of it.

It was 4AM.
I thought it was too late for him to go home so tired.
I insisted that he stayed over, but only if he was okay with it.
He was.
I got up and got some clothes for him to change into.
He walked to the bathroom, changed, and in a few moments was back in my room to join me on my bed.

The rest of the night involved a lot more cuddling.
This time, we were under a ton of sheets to keep ourselves warm from my cold room.
I had my arm around his chest and my legs on top of his.
My head was resting on his shoulder.
I was listening to him breathe.
It was really heavy.
I moved my hand closer to his chest.
I felt his heartbeat.  
It was beating faster than normal.
Was he nervous?” I thought to myself.

“Hey. Can I ask you something?” I said.

“Yeah. Of course. Anything.”

I looked into his eyes.
The room was dark, but I could still see the glow in his eyes.
It’s as if they illuminate on their own.
He was staring back at me.
My anxiety started kicking in again.
Before I let it take over me, I asked him the question.
“Can I kiss you?”

He paused.
“Yeah. You can.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’m sure. You can kiss me.”

I kept my eyes locked on his.
My left hand found it’s way behind his left ear, tussling his hair.
My right hand found it’s way to his face, caressing his cheek.
Just before I pulled him closer, he reached over to my lips and kissed me.
I pulled away, looked at him again to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.
It was still him.
I leaned towards him to kiss him again.
And again.
And again…

I didn’t want the night to end.
But as the night got older, a new day started to begin.
I couldn’t believe that this was happening.
I’m kissing the boy of my dreams.
It was so perfect.
It was so magical.
I can’t remember the last time I was this happy.

When my thoughts stopped overflowing, I stopped and said, “It’s getting late. We should really go to sleep now.”

“Yeah. I know. Thank you for everything tonight. I really don’t deserve you as a friend,” he said.

“Yes you do. You deserve to be happy. You deserve the world.”
He gave me a cocky smile.
And I mirrored that smile.

I gave him one last hug and one last kiss.
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Alex.”
I turned around and for once in a very long time, I fell asleep with a smile on my face.  

Love always,
Alex

Control Ch. 5

Phew, I can’t believe it’s out after all the crack posts from last night, this was so hard to write… anyway, throw me in that angst pit, gurl…this story is taking a whole new turn next week!

Hope you all like this, though!


“And what are C & R’s expectations with this new project, Mr. Han?”

“Well, I found out recently that cats are almost idolized in the internet. If you look at Youtube’s most watched videos of the day, there’s always at least one with a cat. So creating a cat social media, a space when cat lovers and cats can exchange experiences, felt natural and following what’s trending along the virtual space.”

“I see. C & R has been releasing more and more cat projects each month. Is there a special reason for that?”

“No particular reason. I just like to engage the company on fulfilling and entertaining projects.”

“Alright. Now let’s move on to some more personal questions, shall we?” Ugh… we shall not! “How do you see personal relationships in a work environment?”

“I try not to be too strict, since I believe worker’s productivity is not directly correlated with their personal relationships.”

“Interesting. So you believe that’s why RFA has been doing such a great job at hosting fundraisers and parties even with the end of your engagement?” Yes, Jumin knew exactly that’s where this reporter was trying to get.

“RFA isn’t only about me or the guest’ coordinator. It’s a work with a team formed by seven members. My personal relationships or… past personal relationships don’t really influence our work here.”

“And what about C & R? I heard she’s working here as an intern for publicity?”

“Yes, the agency I’m interning at has this project when we’re assigned to work for a few weeks in a real company, with real marketing and publicity campaigns. And C & R should be praised for engaging in this kind of project that allows internships on experiencing the work market at its fullest.” Your voice can finally be heard in the business room you set for the reporter to have an exclusive with C & R’s director.

Jumin doesn’t even look at you, but he knows what you’re trying to do. He wants to believe the reason you’re changing the subject is to do your job as a PR and put C & R in the spotlight rather than some employee’s personal life. Or… maybe you’re trying to avoid being in the spotlight yourself. Either way, you two are on the same side, at least for now.

“Yes, and I would like to talk more about C & R’s projects like this partnership with universities.” He says stoically.

“We can, later on. But right now, why don’t we talk more about personal matters? What do you have to say about rumors about your sexuality rising again after the end of your engagement?”

“I’ve never heard about those rumors.” Yes… he heard. But he cared for them as much as he did before you came along. The only difference was the constant reminder of you in his life.

“Well, there are rumors about you being gay, that’s why it didn’t work.”

“That’s not true.” He doesn’t need to look back to know you took you eyes out of the notes you were writing to pay attention on him. “I…”

“Mr. Han’s sexuality isn’t relevant on C & R’s projects. But since we’re on that topic, you should know C & R is one of the pioneer companies in the country implementing LGBTQ friendly guidelines, such as expanding benefits and health insurance to same gender couples and offering paying internships for transgender people. You can find more about it in an upcoming website we’re preparing.”

“Interesting, but…”

“I think you have enough material for a great story, and your editor will probably agree with me. Tell him MC sends regards.”

“Do you know my boss?”

“He’s a pretty famous editor, isn’t he? I think everybody knows him. Still… don’t forget to send him my regards, okay?” you smile sweetly. Jumin wonders how many fake smiles like this you can give on a day. How many of them were reserved just for him? “Well, your time is up.”

“Can I just have a few more questions?”

“Can he, Mr. Han?” you ask, looking straight at him. The way you address him as Mr. Han gives him an electric shiver.

“I’m afraid not. I have some business matters to go over right now.”

The reporter nods, getting up of his chair. Jumin notices how he quickly glances at you, waiting for you to walk him to the door. Oh… another fool impressed by your true cordiality and fake sweetness. Another idiot expecting too much from a woman who can’t give nothing more than lies and persuasive smiles.

“Why do I think the last part of that interview won’t be published due to some editor’s conflict of interest?” he asks you.

“Because you think too much. You’re thinking when you should be thanking me on saving your ass and bringing C & R to the 21st century with the LGBTQ guidelines. You’re welcome.”

“Is the editor your client, MC?” he asks, getting up and watching as you gather your tablet and notebook, getting ready to head out of the room.

“The list of my clients is a confidential matter that has nothing to do with RFA and this internship. So I see no point in talking about it. Now… can we talk about my performance as a PR so I can fill out this form and send to my boss?”

“I swear I have no idea what your boss was thinking when she assigned you to intern here.” He sighs, rubbing his eyes with his index and thumb.

“Me neither. But since it can’t be helped, we should extend your little promise on acting professional and not getting in the way of my work to this internship too.”

Oh… did you really have to mention that day when you cornered him in that hallway? The images from that day pop in his head, making him feel what he could describe probably as disgust. At himself, mostly. He signs the fill out form quickly and hands to you, catching a glimpse of a soft smile, maybe a true one? How many of these were directed only to him?

“Thank you. Oh, and if you need someone to work on that website I mentioned, I know someone who can help.”

“Luciel?”

“Hum… I was thinking about someone from college, but yeah… I guess you can ask Seven if it suits you.”

“Oh, I bet he suits you much better.” Your eyes lock to him. The same look he gave you after you slapped him in the break up night.

“And by that, you mean…?”

“I saw you two in his car after we… talked during that RFA gathering. It’s none of my business who you choose to lay down with, but…”

What is he talking about? Oh… that night, yeah…

***

“Don’t worry, I mean ride as in a lift… in my car.”

“Yes, I got it. My mind is not that much in the gutter, Seven.”

“Ouch! Okay… so uhm… are you okay?” that’s controversial…

“Yes. Why?”

“Just making sure you understood my reasons on voting for you to stay, even though it was against you will.”

“It’s fine. You just reminded I need to see thing in the bigger picture. Jumin and I are… insignificant comparing to what RFA can do for people. Thank you for stopping me and my selfish actions.”

“Don’t mention it. And you and Jumin aren’t insignificant, but I’m glad you two talked.”

“Well, uhm… to be honest, we didn’t talk much, but I guess you can say we find the common ground.”

“What do you mean, you didn’t talk? You were talking before I got here and right now, weren’t you?”

“Not exactly. We, uhm… had… sex?” yeah, that moment in the bathroom doesn’t really count as sex…

“Oh… oh, okay. Are you… are you okay? I mean… were you okay with…? Did you want or…?” oh god, what is he trying to insinuate.

“Yes, Seven. I… it was very… rough, but he didn’t… force himself on me or anything.” Maybe more on the other way around?

“Good. So I won’t judge, then.”

“Thank you. I know you never do, even when you… found out about…”

“You being a domme? Yeah… won’t judge either, it’s not like I have the most regular job in this group either, right?”

“I guess… thank you, Seven. I… must say I really misjudged you when I showed up in the chat room.”

“I’m pretty sure you didn’t. But don’t worry about that, MC. I’m just trying to make sure everything is bearable for you since none of this is your fault.”

“Well, it is sort of my fault. I shouldn’t have been naïve and trusted that hacker…”

“Ah yeah, the hacker…” he looks away as he is remembering something. “Anyway, can I drive you home?”

“No, thanks. I… I have another place to be at.”

“I see. Have a good day at work, then.” He smiles as he gets inside his car.

***

“I know I don’t owe you any explanation, but I didn’t even get inside his car that night.”

“I don’t really care, MC. You said yourself that there is no pointing on talking about subjects that don’t concern your internship or RFA.” He feels like smirking as he sees your frustrated expression, he really got you right now, didn’t he? “Just make sure you don’t break another RFA member’s heart with your lies and slaps when he founds about your little ‘job’ ” Again, the air quoting…

“Okay, you need to stop doing that. It is my job, not my ‘job’, okay? I paid for my studies with that, I paid for my house with that, I was going to pay for my wedding dress with that!”

“Things I would be more than glad to pay for you.”

“Yeah, take away my financial independence and what’s next, Jumin? Controlling what I can buy? What I can wear? What I can have? Controlling me? Like you were trying to do when you… trapped me?”

“I see we’re still fighting like six months ago and can’t pass through that.”

“Yes, I guess not.”

“Fair enough. Just answer me this, please.”

“Yes?”

“Were you really planning on paying for the dress of our wedding with the filthy money you make out of hurting editors and corporate heirs?”

Unbelievable… he is unbelievable. For months you regretted and thought about what could you have done differently, that slap… the way you basically accusing him of wanting to hold you as hostage or something… right now, you regret everything you did from the beginning… like falling in love with him, in the first place.

Your phone rings, taking you aback. You clear your throat, realizing your voice as almost braking like you were about to cry. Cry for this man you’re no even sure you know anymore, so how everything he says make you feel this heavy pain?

“Seven, hi! Yeah, uhm… yes, I’m about to leave, actually. Really? Okay… I would love a ride, then. Okay, see you in ten minutes.” You gather your stuff. “The dress was the last thing I was buying with that money, I was going to retire from domming after we’d get married. See you tomorrow, Mr. Han.” and you smile as you walk out of the room.

Jumin contemplates the loneliness and silence after you leave. Yes… he was used to being lonely for most of his life, but there is a huge difference in being lonely by his own choice, and being lonely because somebody left him.

You left him. You left him that night, and you left him today, but you couldn’t just snap at him or humiliate him making him almost cum with the simple brushing of your fingers against his pants, no… you had to remark how he hurt you. How hurt you are, just as much as him.

And this was very cruel of you.


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Ode To Sleep -
If he starts to close his eyes and sleep his thoughts will start to get to him, he needs to stay awake even though he hasn’t stone anything wrong.

Holding On To You -
Okay fuck this ones going to be long. I actually really fucking love this song so much. He is finally taking control of his mind and he is doing what he wants to do and he doesn’t care what happens, he even explains to you to take control of your mind if you need to, but no matter what he will always be holding on to you.
Also what the fuck are these nonsense lyrics I hear people singing, we were gifted with thought for a reason (that’s what the lean with it, rock with it, when are we gonna stop with it? Lyrics are about)

Migraine -
The migraine actually represents a deeper problem in his head that he just needs to get rid of, and he thinks he is alone but he actually is not.

House Of Gold -
IMMA TAKE CARE OF YOU MOM FOREVER AND EVER. Also dreams never come fucking true so fuck trying to dream.

Car Radio -
This actually has no deeper meaning the song is literally saying what it means. Somebody stole his car radio so now he sits in silence and you need to be alive.

Semi-Automatic -
Tyler is sadistic and never likes how he is. But no matter what he goes through he is going to survive. Also his prayers are fucking weird.

Screen -
Tyler is trying to be someone he isn’t but he realized you can see right through him so he can’t lie. We are all broken, we’re broken people, so excuse us while we sing to the sky.

The Run And Go -
TYLER FUCKING KILLED SOMEONE, HE NEEDS TO BE IN JAIL BUT HE IS ON THE RUN AND GO (like what I did there)

Fake You Out -
He will never be what you want him to be. He will just fake you out with all these problems he has and he will take advantage of you. He is afraid of what you think. He has done so much and teens are just so suicidal. Also our brains are sick but that’s okay.

Guns For Hands -
The rate of teen suicide is rising, and it just scares tyler to think about how many people are like that and how many people just could kill them in a instant because their hand always has their gun in it ready to pull the trigger to their head, so it would just be better if we all could just make fists instead.

Trees -
I’ve actually never thought about how deep this song is. Tyler is just standing silently in the woods and he can just feel that god is there and he wants to just finally meet his maker, and that’s why he says he can feel his death because well suicide.

Truce -
You are going to die eventually but please just please stay alive for me, don’t do it.

—  Dakota’s thoughts on Vessel
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What happens when you have a ‘Srs Vidder,’ a shiny new show, and a beloved old series?

Technically I think the term is ‘wtf’ but this…makes a lot more sense than I originally intended it to.

Thanks to @runningracingdancingchasing for impromptu squees!

Thanks to my family for putting up with this song playing all day!

Thanks to this vid for being maybe the quickest vid I have ever done! Ever! Seriously!

Also, if you want reasoning behind Scout Choices:

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a letter to the first

There are so many things I could say right now but I don’t even know where to start. My heart has never hurt so bad and I am trying so hard to keep it together because I am tired of crying but I just have so many feelings. I feel sick. I feel stupid. I feel played. And the worst part is that I had a feeling that day I saw him with her in the lobby. I just knew and I kept knowing, but I allowed myself to be blinded by everything else. He was just so smooth and he knew what he was doing and I completely fell for it. I believed he was a good person no matter how many shitty things happened to him. I told him he deserved a good girl. I told him he was a good person. I told him I wouldn’t give up on him. And I hope the guilt of that eats away at him because I was and I am the person he needed. I was there for him and I wanted to help him and I was patient because I knew he had a good heart. But now I don’t know. I can’t get any emotions out of him. And yeah I wonder how things would be different if we’d had sex. And yeah I wonder if that’s the reason he was fucking around with her. And yeah I wonder what it is that she had that I didn’t. And yeah I wonder if he got bored with me. I just want to know why I wasn’t enough for him. Does he care if I come back to him? And I know, or at least it feels like, he doesn’t feel sorry that he did it but sorry that he got caught. I don’t want to be her friend. I just want to fix things between me and him. But I’m only willing to talk to him if he is willing to open up and show me emotion. If I tell him I want a relationship is he ready to commit. If he can’t then I hope he knows he lost someone who only wants to see him do good. Someone who was there to help him grow. Someone who understood / understands his anxiety and his depression and refuses to hold it against him. Because I won’t. I get it and I know that it’s real. And I know how it feels. At the end of the day he is going to lose more form me than I am from him. Good luck finding someone who cares half as much as I do. Good luck finding someone who will look out for you and worry about you the way I did. Someone who will take all of your secrets to the grave. Someone who doesn’t judge you and instead only tries to understand. Someone who looks past the flaws and the mistakes. I won’t talk bad about your character and I won’t tell everyone your secrets and I won’t get revenge on you or ruin your life. Karma will take its course and you’ll get what’s coming to you. And I hope your mom asks about me, and whether or not you tell her how you screwed it up is up to you, but I hope the guilt comes crawling back. I hope you never forget the look on my face when you made me cry. I hope overtime you drive through Portland you picture me in your passenger seat. But above all I hope that you figure it out one day. I hope that one day you stop seeing yourself as a bad guy, someone who only hurts people. I hope you see yourself as the guy that I have always seen you as. I hope you own up to all of your mistakes and that you grow from them. And whenever you need it I’ll still be here to listen and give you advice because I know what it’s like to lose the one person who understands, in fact I’ve done it twice now but I won’t do that to you. But for now I need to look after myself. I need to focus on my own goals. I’ll be okay. You’ll be okay. We’ll all be okay. Life has a way of working itself out. 

Forever | 5: Explanations, Part 2

Summary: You and Sebastian Stan became best friends years ago, on the set of the first Captain America movie, and you couldn’t be happier that you had found someone just as witty and caring as you - but will feelings wiggle their way in and get in between your friendship and happiness?

Word Count: 1232

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: (Throughout) Language

Characters (in order of appearance): Reader, Sebastian Stan

A/N: I started writing this in 2015, and it was v popular on wattpad so I thought, why not make it accessible to my pals on tumblr? pls bare with me as I post the next 8 chapters, and please, as always, let me know what you think!! I love hearing from y’all :)

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reasons why shadow from american gods is the Ideal Male Protagonist:

-not white. “coffee colored skin”. black hair. not white
-VERY TALL AND STRONG
-his name is shadow moon
-his response to like everything is “okay” like someone actually straight up says “dont fuck with me or I will kill you” and he says “okay I wont fuck with you”
-“you need to hang from this tree for nine days” “okay”
-actually extremely intelligent in many ways. reads and comprehends Herodotus. QUOTES Herodotus. MULTIPLE TIMES
-hes so polite constantly even when hes punching ppl
-a blusher. he blushes. multiple times. noticeably. people comment on this enormous man’s blushing
-the guy has, like, a blushing problem
-fell in love with his wife like instantly and loved her forever after that
-literally his nickname is “puppy” pls love this man as much as I do

The 100 4x12 spoilers and review// that's some good sh*t right there

- WE’RE JUST STARTING THIS EPISODE AND A PARENT HAS ALREADY LOST THEIR KID DONT PLAY ME LIKE THE T100
- okay it’s a little better but I know that father is about to pull some shit and start some drama so here we gooo
- oo that opening shot of the island its great
- i aM HERE FOR ALL THESE RAVEN COMPLIMENTS THANK YOU
- Jaha you killed 300 of your own people already, I see that he had reasons and he probably doesn’t want another 300 people on that list but bro
- also bellamy is still a lil mad at his wifey
- also abby is adopting bellamy as her son in law already, following in Kane’s footsteps
- I know we saw this scene but still bellamy babe looks so freaking good I am hereeeee for it
- “Take care of each other” “yes ma'am” OKAY BUT IM A LIL TURNED ON RIGHT NOW
- it’s not just bell and clarke but that’s okay I like them too
- where’s out murphamy friendship I miss it already and it’s just barley left
- that lil boy is so cute I’m glad we know he’ll survive
- hmmmmmm my only thought to octavia’s comment is hmmmm bitch, I hate her less than I did but still bitch
- Niylah is such a voice of reason she’s very sweet
- Murphy and Empri look so fake under those lights, they look so edited
- “your home is with me now” do you hear me screaming
- “bellamy I never meant to hurt you”
- “whatever choice I make someone dies” the epitome of clarke and why she deserves so much
- who you????? IS IT ECHOE
- now we know we they had so much grounder blood
- aw the millers, please break my heart, break it 1000 times, it was only ever yours to break anyway(+bellarke babes) @ the red queen
- ABBY WHAT ARE YOU DOING
- did I tell you that he would start something, also jaha stop ALSO JAHA STOP PLEASE
- where’s wells jaha went you need him
- CLARKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING
- BELLAMY BEING WORRIED AVOUT HIS WIFE
- “monty drive fast” monty hits the gas with everything he has, love of my life
- intelligent thinking bellamy and planning everything bellamy is my favorite and he’s like that all the time so no wonder he’s my favorite
- bellamy is so worried i’m living
- NATE AND JACKSON OH MY GOSH GUYS THEY HAVE A LIL HANDSHAKE THING
- how many people will they kill 364!??? I can’t remember they haven’t said it enough
- they always let children lead them what the hell
- JAHA WHAT THE HECK YOU KILL 1000 OF THEM BUT IT DOESNT MATTER I DONT UNDERSTAND YOU
- so octavia can push all of her people’s death on them and she won’t get shit for it but clarke and bellamy do it and they get so much hate I fail to understand
- kane looks very hurt about the fact that indra has guns
- I mean he’s hurt about other things and Kane crying is breaking my heart awe
- the music makes this 10000172910x more sad please stop
- if kane leaves so abby can stay I will literally be so hurt
- them pulling away the father from his son broke my heart, put tears in my eyes, I can’t even imagine
- whoop and the delinquents go to space okay
- MURPHY AND EMORI AWWWWEEE
- the bellarke nod + a good raven quote yes
- I KNOW IS BAITING BUT SHIT GUYS WE HAVE A NEW BELLARKE HUG NEXT EPISODE GUYS OH MY GOD
- good episode good episode your girl approves

Watching Extremis for the first time

(Spoilers below)

-Who’s narrating?

-If you serve as executioners to everything… then you execute flies and mosquitoes and stuff like that?

-”The destruction of a Time Lord–”
 STOP RIGHT THERE, AND DON’T YOU DARE TELL ME THE DOCTOR’S GONNA BE EXECUTED.

-Holy shit the Daleks are actually an impressive race, they killed a ton of those Time Lords that are supposedly so hard to kill

MISSY??

-WTF

-”I didn’t expect you.”
 Well then who’d you expect, some other Time Lord who miraculously survived the Time War?

-Ah, gotta love them Daleks with their gossipy mouths, spreading rumors everywhere.

Why is his suit so worn. I’m concerned.

-”They can’t know I’m blind, Missy. no one can know.”

-HA

-FUCKING FINALLY

-SO IT WAS MISSY ALL ALONG

-CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THOSE HUNDREDS, THOUSANDS, MAYBE EVEN HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF THEORISTS OUT THERE WHO GOT IT RIGHT

-”Please, I’ll do anything. Just let me live.”
 I…

-*phone notification jingle*
 wut

I DON’T LIKE THIS, I DON’T LIKE THE TITLE OF THAT EMAIL, OR THE COLOR OF THAT EMAIL, OR THE GALLIFREYAN LOADING BAR, OR THE GLITCHY GLITCH EFFECTS

Do all these people have fevers or is the weather just really hot??

-So I’m guessing he uses the shades to aid his vision now?

-Well, as long as he’s not completely in the black I’m fine

-”ve arrrre to com heerre dirrectly frrom the vaticaan”

-The pope???

-what is going on????!?!?!?

-”Pope Benedict. Lovely girl. What a night. I knew she was trouble, but she wove a spell with her castanets.“
 wut

-”The Pope doesn’t zoom round the world in the Popemobile, surprising people.“

-I am so confused and worried right now

I was kinda losing focus while reading the transcript of this episode and then BOOM, SUICIDE PICTURE FLASHES, WTF

-”Assume nothing. Assumption makes an ass out of you.”

-”I thought you’d moved out from here?
 “Yeah, slightly didn’t work out. Second attempt on the way.”

-”I don’t like knowing their names. I only get attached.”

-”Of course not. I have very strict rules about men.“
 “Probably not as strict as mine.”

-”Oh, I’m sorry. Here’s me thinking that she dragged some poor, terrified man home.“
 Poor lady doesn’t know what’s going on, but talk about getting out of a tight spot.

-My favorite scene in the episode so far omg

-Ah yes, Bill’s house pipes that always go VWOOOORP VWOOOOORP.

-”Well, whatever this is, and actually it’s not anything yet, it is absolutely nothing to feel guilty about.”

Gotta love how them popes come with a pre-installed church organ sound effect

-I only understood one word that sounded like “Doctor”.

“You’re all going to hell.”

-I love Bill omfg

-”Pope Benedict said that you were more in need of confession than any man breathing. But when the offer was made, you replied it would take too much time. On behalf of the Catholic Church, the offer stands. You seem like a man with regret on his mind.“

-Well, that went down in a bad way…

The very fancy scifi watch hidden under the very fancy fantasy-ish robes

The Doctor suspects Darth Sidious is up to something.

-Nope, nevermind, that was Nardole.

oh

OHHH

-”Warning: I have full permission to kick your arse.”

-”Because I don’t like being worried about. Around me, people should be worried about themselves.“
“Yeah, shall I tell you the real reason?“
"No.“
"Because the moment you tell Bill, it becomes real. And then you might actually have to deal with it.”

-This episode is about as religious as Doctor Who gets, in my opinion.

…dafuq

-We all know who this looks like

-The library of Blasphemy, huh?
That’s quite some Hogwarts stuff there.

-”Harry Potter!”
THANK YOU BILL!

-"The layout is designed to confuse the uninitiated.”
"Sort of like religion, really.”
I can confirm this true, for reasons.
"You happy in those shades? Not dark enough for you?”
“In darkness, we are revealed.
Bill: When did he get so emo?

-”Well, take a few more minutes if you like. Knock yourself out. Actually do. Do that. Knock yourself right out.”
Pffft

That’s one great big hood you got there. But pray tell, how do you see what’s in front of you?

-well shit

-”Without hope. Without witness. Without reward.“
What?

-”You’d be wizard at writing Christmas crackers, you two.”

-I thought Christmas crackers were paper sausages with confetti inside them?

Alright, where’s the orange portal?

oHh my GOD

-FUCKING JUMPSCARES!

-”I think there’s someone in there.”
"Yeah, we are very slightly getting that.”

wHat TEH FUCk

-”Hey, there’s wifi down here!”
 “Of course there’s wifi. It’s a library.“

-”Reading chair with a safety belt?”

-Apologies if I seem to be taking too many quotes directly from the episode(s), but I just love the Series 10 dialogue okay

-THAT GUY SHOT HIMSELF

-”Because you’re sending us into the dark, after a man with a gun.“
 Not as dangerous if said man is dead…

-WEll Nardole got a little weird there

-Bill: *voice cracks* “nARdOLE”

-Nardole: *sees hand* *voice goes up by two octaves* “HIEWIEW”

That’s a pretty gun, but it wouldn’t do much damage in battle.

-”It would be stupid to go and look.” *goes to look*

-DON’T BURN THE DOCTOR’S BRAIN DON’T YOU DARE MOFFAT

-NOW THAT MOFFAT IS ACTUALLY WRITING THE EPISODES, I AM GOING TO BE DOUBLE WARY OF EVERYTHING

WHAT?!?!!

-WHAT THE EVERLOVING RASSILON FLIPPING A TABLE ON A HARLEY DAVIDSON?!?!?!

THE PENTAGON??

the flipping kind of videogame portal hub is this

Meanwhile, in another part of the world, aliens freak out as a bald head pops outta nowhere from the wall of their living room.

-”Cardinal, it worked. I can see.”
 Yes!

-”Not well enough, not yet.”
 Okay…

-”The thing about the universe is, whatever you need, you can always borrow, as long as you pay it back. I just borrowed from my future. I get a few minutes of proper eyesight, but I lose something. Maybe all my future regenerations will be blind. Maybe I won’t regenerate ever again. Maybe I’ll drop dead in twenty minutes.”
 NO!

-”You know, I’ve read a lot of books that this chair would be quite useful for. Moby Dick. Honestly, shut up, and get to the whale.“
 omfg

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CHILD OF GROOT AND A SILENT

-”This is not a game.”
 “This is a game.”

-Why is that CERN scientist so excited, and more importantly, why does he seem drunk and why is everyone in the cafeteria so gloomy?

WELL THAT ANSWERS THE LAST QUESTION

Reading a legendary script on Microsoft Word.

-(On an unrelated note, I was saving these screenshots and naming them as each alphabet. The one right above happens to be Z.)

-(Could be some other text program but that’s what I think)

-So the screen was getting blurry not because the BBC didn’t want us to commit suicide but because the Doctor was going blind again

-GEEZ THOSE MONKS ARE CR-REEPY ASSES

-THEY’D DO WELL IN A HORROR GAME

Don’t you dare tell me the whole first half of Series 6 was set in a fake world or virtual reality or something like that

-Were those white things all portals to a virtual world

-At least Bill and Nardole got out safely.

-”Are you okay?”
 “nOOO - Yes. NooO

“Could be the Doctor.”

-Let’s hope not

-Let’s really, really hope not.

-”They’re projecting everything.”
 CALLED IT

-AND THE PEOPLE IN THE HOLOGRAMS REALIZED THEY LIVE IN HOLOGRAMS?!?!

-But what if??

-What if our lives are really just holograms

-(I went on Omegle to get a stranger to think of a random number, but ended up answering questions about English)

-(This one person was asking “what does ‘single out’ mean”)

-”You know, like the holodeck on Star Trek, or a really posh VR without a headset. Through there, those places, that’s basically Grand Theft Auto.”

-More and more references each episode, huh, BBC?

I uh… happened to pause here so…

-”Please don’t let me be right.”

-Oh shizzles

WHAT IN THE NAME OF A RANDOM DALEK

-NARDOLE IS NOT REAL??

-WHAT IF BILL ISN’T REAL??

-WHAT THE EFF??????!??!?!

Why did the blood change color?

-’Total communication blackout at the White House’? hat happened?

-Did all the people in the White House commit suicide and how did the Doctor come here?

-Ah, the portal yes…

-cold fraggling shizzles…..

-”The Veritas tells of an evil demon who wants to conquer the world. But to do it, he needs to learn about it first. So he creates a shadow world, a world for him to practise conquering, full of shadow people who think they’re real.”

-OUR WORLD IS A SIMULATION GAME FOR HIGHER BEINGS, CONFIRMED

The screen ‘popped’ a bit here - it shook a little as if it zoomed slighly in then back out very quickly, accompanied by a tapping sound as if someone had knocked (into) it. Not sure if others saw this too or if it’s something with the site that I’m watching this on.

-Okay, I’m watching the Doctor explain this shit to Bill, and I’m having about as much of a crisis as Bill here

-And then the Super Mario mention though

-Please don’t tell me the past six episodes were holograms

-”A puppet Doctor for you to practice killing.”

-The Doctor Puppet account was worried about that line, yes

-Was that the email he got at the beginning of the episode??

wHOA chill please

At least the last six episodes weren’t all fake.

-Then when did the hologram-reality start?

-”It means I’m a scary, handsome genius from space and I’m telling you no, she’s not out of your league.”

-”I have the feeling that we’re going to be very busy. Call her tonight.“
 Aww

-I hope Bill actually gets a girlfriend sometime this season

o i   g e t   o f f

-wHAT

*insert relatable quote about Monday mornings*

Some fast fingerwork there… NO I DID NOT INTEND TO SOUND LIKE THAT

-The guy is becoming uneasier by the second

-I don’t like the whirring sound??

-How are they gonna move her to the box in the middle of the water

It ends here?!

-Oh yeah right… They’re supposed to be a three-parter. Followed by another three-parter to finish off the season.

-Welp, looking forward to the next episode and possibly a lot more things to freak out over!

anonymous asked:

Alex, before John wakes up and when/after he finds out about the tattoo, the constellations aligned

Can do! x

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When Alex is high, he sleeps like a dead thing. When’s he’s drunk-drunk, he wakes up every hour or so and then immediately falls back to sleep. When he’s tipsy, he drifts in and out of sleep, never going all the way under until he’s sobered up. When he’s in an unfamiliar bed, he can never quite allow himself to give entirely into sleep.

Tipsy and high, post-orgasm, in von Steuben’s library, he seems to be falling somewhere in the middle. He drifts for a while and then sits up straight, wide awake, and then falls back into his half-sleep when he decides not to get out of bed. It’s a few hours into the night when he gives up and props himself up in the bed, hoping maybe he can sober up entirely and then at least nap until it’s time to go home.

Next to him, John sleeps on, undisturbed. He’s on his stomach, his hair a riotous mess of tangled curls that’s mostly up off of his neck and back, bare in the cool air of the room. Alex shivers—John is beautiful, this ethereal being that he’s somehow allowed to touch, something otherworldly and precious.

He would blame the affection on the lingering alcohol and marijuana sluggishly crawling through his system, but he tries not to lie to himself—this is how he always feels about John, deep down inside.

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Kim Namjoon- Lucky Person

Title: Lucky Person

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: :D namjoon x reader fluff(au maybe???) Request pliz :D

A/N: I’m a softie for Namjoon so this is super fluffy! Enjoy!

~~~

“Ow! Okay, owww! Joonie, please stop trying to run your fingers through my hair! Your fingers are getting stuck in the knots!” You screamed, turning around to hit your best friend.

“Which is exactly why I’m trying to get them out! Jesus (Y/N) brush your hair. Or comb. I don’t discriminate.” He said, rolling his eyes.

You narrowed your eyes at him, “I literally just woke up ten minutes ago and I came down here to give you company but I guess I should retreat back to my bedroom.” You stood up and headed to the kitchen for cereal.

“Okay we both know that that is my bedroom and second of all, I’m only trying to help. You run your fingers through my hair all the time.” He replied.

“With your consent, I might add. And your hair doesn’t get tangled. It’s weird.”

“Yeah yeah yeah. Fix me a bowl will you?”

“I just made the last bowl but here,” you handed him the bowl, “you can have it.”

“Aww sweetheart,” he gushed, “what would I do without you?”

“Who knows?” You replied while returning to your seat on the floor.

“Well I definitely wouldn’t be able to live by myself, that’s for sure.” He responded, shyly smiling.

“Very true, you’re too clumsy. But you know, you should get a girlfriend to do this for you so I don’t have to.” You shrugged.

“Ouch. (Y/N) that actually hurt my feelings. Apologize now or I’ll make Jin sit on you!” He yelled, playfully punching your shoulder.

You laughed, “Okay, I’m sorry Joonie. Forgive me?” You pouted.

He smiled, “I forgive you. I love you too much. Plus, I don’t need a girlfriend, you’re the only girl I need.” He winked, returning to his cereal.

You, for one, knew Namjoon had no interest in your whatsoever. He was your best friend and let’s not forget, totally out of your league. He’s an idol after all. He could go for literally anyone! Nonetheless, you put up with him because he was your best friend and despite the here and there sexual jokes he threw around often, he was very caring and very helpful when you needed him to be.

“We’re still going to the Kpop New Years party tonight, right?” You asked, taking a bite of his cereal.

“Yeah, I guess so. We’ll have some fun later on.” He winked again.

“Okay let’s save that for someone who actually wants it.”

“Rude. I find myself very attractive, (Y/N).” He looked slightly disappointed at your response.

“I’m sure you do.” You laughed.

“Be a dear and take this to the kitchen for me?” He placed the bowl in front of you, not once taking his eyes off of the television.

You took the bowl, hitting his head as you did so, and took it to the kitchen to wash. He had a dishwasher but you always liked hand washing dishes. It reminded you of the times when you watched your mother repeat the same actions when you were young. You began to wash the dish when you felt two arms wrap around your waist.

“I’ll never let go, Jack.” He whispered. You could hear the smile on his face.

“You’re extremely early with that quote. Not the right scene and I would be Rose, don’t you think?” You asked, not looking up from your dish.

“Yeah….yeah. You’re completely right. I’m stupid.” He blushed, letting go of your waist.

“I know. I’m the smart one in this friendship remember?” You laughed, splashing him with water.

“Totally not true. You’re forgetting I’m the one with the IQ of 148. I may be clumsier than you but certainly not dumber.” He smiled, splashing you back.

~~~

After hours of sitting around, playing with dish water and stopping Namjoon from playing with your hair, the time for the party finally came. You settled on a (F/C) dress that stopped at your knees and was flowy. Taehyung insisted you wear one that was tight and showed off your assets, but to you, it was overrated. You let your hair be, no matter how much protesting you got from Taehyung to actually do something with it.

You took a limo with the rest of BTS, placing yourself in between Namjoon and Taehyung.

“You look great, (Y/N). It’s a good thing you didn’t listen to me on fashion. You look stunning.” Taehyung said, placing a kiss on your hand.

You blushed at all of the comments and compliments Tae sent your way. The boys had always talked about how Tae had a small crush on you and you couldn’t deny you felt something for him as well. He would ask you on dates and you guys would hang out sometimes. But for some reason, you could never figure out what was stopping you from just dating him.

~~~

“Why (Y/N) you look wonderful.” The reporter stated, greeting you with a hug.

“Thank you so much. It’s nothing fancy at all, just something small.” You smiled, tucking a hair behind your ear.

“Who did you come with tonight?”

“I came with my boys BTS. We’ve always been a family and I was lucky enough to have them invite me tonight.”

“That’s awesome! I actually was speaking to them earlier. They seem very excited to have you here.”

“Well I’m glad to be here! I’ve wanted to meet so many idols for so long and I think I have that chance tonight.”

“Who do you hope to see?”

“Oh wow, the list goes on and on! I’m hoping to see Monsta X, GOT7, EXO, Blackpink and so many other wonderful groups. That’s just to name a few!”

“Well I hope you get to meet them! It was nice talking with you!”

“You as well!”

You posed for a few photos before going inside to quickly find your friends.

Namjoon quickly came up behind you and snaked an arm around your waist, “Well aren’t you just a doll? I’m a lucky person.” He smiled.

You smiled, “Where are the others? Oh! And have you seen GOT7? I really wanna meet Jackson and BamBam. I hear his dab is legendary!” You asked, looking around.

He dropped his arm from your waist, “Uh, no. Sorry. But the boys are socializing. Care for a drink?”

“Yeah sure.” You smiled as you let him lead you to the bar.

~~~

The night was filled with so many laughs and meeting tons of new people. You dabbed with BamBam from GOT7, took multiple and multiple photos with the guys from EXO and even got the number of the girls from Blackpink! You were introduced to many new groups as well such as ASTRO and B.I.G and you made sure to add some of their songs to your playlist later on. You never wanted it to end!

“Hey (Y/N)! Come do an interview with me, yeah?” Namjoon asked grabbing your arm.

“I’m here with Rapmonster from BTS and a great friend of the group, (Y/N)! So nice to see you all!”

“Hi! It’s great to be here!” You both said, waving at the camera and the fans watching.

The reporter talked to Namjoon about BTS, the meaning of their new logo, and what they’re gonna be working on soon. You didn’t mind being ignored a little. Watching Namjoon was an award enough. The way his hair would fall in his face, not once letting it interfere with his speech. The outfit his stylist picked out looked absolutely wonderful on him. A white button up with a pair of slacks. He always made sure to roll up his sleeves, a habit he did often. A look that you thought looked great on him. The dimple that appeared when he would laugh, made you giddy. Halfway through the interview, you started to wonder why you were thinking about any of these things. He placed an arm around your waist, snapping you out of your trance and you began to focus on the interview for once.

The reporter looked slightly puzzled before asking, “Oh, is this a thing? I thought that you guys weren’t seeing anyone.”

“We aren’t,” you assured her, “Neither of us are seeing anyone and we aren’t seeing each other.” You mentally kicked yourself for being a stuttering mess while trying to clarify the situation.

Namjoon quickly picked up after you, “We’re just friends. We grew up together and we’re family. I’m very lucky to have her as a friend.”

The reporter smiled shyly and then thanked you both for taking the time to talk. She excused herself as she went to talk to other guests.

“You scared me a little. I thought you would freak out about the question.” Namjoon said, squeezing your hip slightly.

“I had it under control. I was just taken off guard by the question.” You blushed.

Namjoon smiled, “I meant what I said, (Y/N). I’m very lucky to have you in my life. We’ve grown up together.” He kissed your hand.

“Thank you, Joonie. I’m very lucky to have you too.” You smiled, laughing as you kissed his cheek.

He blushed, “Care to dance?”

“I’d love to.” You stated.

The night went on from there. It was filled with smiles and lots of love. Seeing the boys this happy was good for everyone. They needed this break before going back on tour. When the clock struck 11:59, you headed to the balcony with Namjoon and watched as the seconds ticked down.

You turned to face Namjoon, “Thank you for tonight. I had fun.”

“I did too,” he smiled, “You’re going to be my kiss tonight, I’m assuming?” He blushed.

“Well if you insist.” You bit your lip as you looked back to the clock.

“5!”

You faced Namjoon.

“4!”

You grabbed his hand.

“3!”

You smiled at him.

“2!”

You whispered, “I love you. Always have.”

“1!”

He smiled in shock.

“Happy New Year!”

The next thing you knew, his lips were placed on yours. His hands went around your waist as he pulled you closer. You never wanted to break the kiss and you thought it couldn’t get any better than this. That is, until he got down on one knee and asked you to be his girlfriend.

To which you gladly responded with yes.

Celebrity Crush - A Eric Nam Imagine

Thanks to the wonderful anon who requested this! You didn’t state whether or not you were a girl or boy, but I assumed you were female. If not I apologize! Also, sorry that it’s a little on the lengthy side, especially when it comes to imagines, and sorry that it’s a little rushed. I hope it’s close to what you wanted! 

Oh, and I’m still taking request if anyone would like to leave me one! 

Request:  Can you do an Eric Nam imagine where you are a solo guest on asc and you are his celebrity crush?

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     “She’s beautiful, she’s talented, and she’s one of the biggest female solo artist in the industry. Please welcome to our stage, for the 3rd time this year, the always amazing and wonderful, Y/N!” Eric Nam shouted, his smile lighting up the ‘After School Club’ studio as he, and the two other MC’s, Jimin and Kevin, welcomed you on stage.

There was lots of cheering as you made your way onto the stage, goofily dancing along the MC’s to your new song ‘Crash Into You’. You couldn’t help but feel giddy as the familiar feeling of being there washed over you, happiness filling every pore of you body. 

“Hey!” You smiled happily, hugging Jimin, Kevin, and eventually Eric, who’s hug lasted noticeably longer than the others.

You always loved coming to the ASC studio. Not only were you from the same company as Jimin, who was one of your best friends, but Kevin and Eric were incredibly fun to be around. Kevin was always so happy and charming, while Eric was hilarious, incredibly sweet and all around easy to talk to. And you had to admit, even though you’d never say it out loud, you had a little bit of a crush on Eric. He was just so….likable.

“Yay! My best friend is here!” Jimin shouted, wrapping her arms around you in a mock hug, almost as if she was using you as a shield. “Please save me from these crazy people!”

You couldn’t help but let a smile spread across your face as you gave her fake sentiment, patting her shoulder comfortably.

“Hey, don’t take Y/N for yourself! You have to share!” Kevin said jokingly, pulling you away from from her and into his side.

“Hey, now…”Eric said, breaking up the fake fight between Jimin and Kevin. “Let’s all be civilized adults here and come to terms with the fact that we can’t call dibs on people.” Eric smiled, looking into the camera with double meaning as he slyly gave his message to all fan boys and fan girls around the world.

“Thank you, Eric.” You smiled, brushing yourself off in a joking manner.

“I got you.” He smiled as he gave you a wink, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks in return. 

“Anyway,” Eric continued, “This is the 3rd time Y/N has been here this year and we’re all extremely excited to have her back! It’s always a fun time in the studio when she’s here!”

“That’s right!” Jimin chimed in, “And if you think we’re happy to have her back, you should see the fans! We’ve been getting tweets sent to our page since we announced you’d be on the show a week ago! Literally, THOUSANDS of tweets! You have some amazing fans, Y/N”

“I sure do!” You smiled, your heart beating faster as happiness took over your body.” I love you guys!” You said, blowing a kiss to the camera and doing a little bit of aegyo.

“Speaking of fans, since we have SO many tweets being sent to us we’re just gonna go ahead and start looking at them so we can try to answer as many of your questions as possible!” Kevin announced, motioning everyone to the giant screen with the twitter homepage.

Letting out a squeak, you almost had to keep yourself from jumping as you made your way to the screen. Talking to your fans was always one of your favorite things to do, and since you had an extremely busy schedule you didn’t always have time to sit down and do so. That’s another reason you loved being on ASC so much.

“Okay…”Eric started, sliding his finger down the screen as he looked for a question, “Ah! Here’s a good one! Bethany from California wants to know who your favorite American artists is and why.”

“Hmm….” You said, singers and bands from different languages racing through your mind as you tried to think of your favorite. Since you were fluent in both English and Korean you always had to stop and think which artists sang in which language. You knew it was strange, but with the wide variety of music you listened to, it was easy to get them mixed up. “I’d have to say my favorite American artist not only at the moment, but of all time, would definitely have to be a band called Y/F/B . I’ve always enjoyed their music and I grew up listening to them. They are amazing song writers and are very similar to me when it comes to the mix of the pop genre and rock genre. They’re one of my biggest inspirations. 

“Very cool!” Jimin commented as she took over the screen and started scrolling, “Oh! I like this one! This question is for Eric, from Olivia, and she says, and I quote, ‘Eric just needs to get married already!”” Jimin looked away from the screen and to the camera, giving it a wink since the girl used her legendary catch phrase. “Anyway, she continues by saying ‘ Lol, JK. But seriously Eric, who’s your celebrity crush?’”.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the look on Eric’s face. He was completely shocked and had no idea what to say. “Oh, come on guys! Don’t ask me questions! I’m here every week! Ask Y/N!” He stammered, trying to get out of the question.

“No,” you intervened, “It’s okay. Ask anyone anything you want, you guys! They’re all a part of the show too! I’m just a guest!” You laughed, trying to act kind and play it off when in actuality you really wanted to know Eric’s answer. Eric was always so quite when it came to girls that you honestly had no idea what his type was. You were kind of curious.

Eric stood there, completely silent with no idea what to do. He looked conflicted and you could tell, just by his expression, that while he was taken aback by the question and was almost too shy to answer it, he would have to, because he was an awful liar and pretty much had no choice in the matter, especially with Jimin around.

“Come on, Eric! Just answer! We have fans waiting!” Kevin edged on, his voice playfully demanding and a smirk plastered on his face, almost as if he already knew the answer.

“Fine.” Eric stuttered, “ My celebrity crush is actually Y/N/.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, the oxygen no longer going into your lungs. You hadn’t expected that as his answer. You hadn’t expected that at all. Eric Nam, your crush Eric Nam, the Eric Nam who could have any girl he wanted within seconds had a crush on you? 

 You were sure you hadn’t heard him correctly. Maybe it was just your mind playing tricks on you or wishful thinking. But as you looked around and seen all eyes on you, you knew it hadn’t been in your head.

“Wow, okay!” Jimin pipped in, her cheery voice fulling your ears. “What do you have to say about that, Y/N?”

All of a sudden a new found confidence washed over you. Eric Nam had a crush on you and you had a crush on Eric. And even though you always told yourself you’d never tell a soul about your feelings toward him, you no longer had anything to lose. If he could confess his feelings for you without a second thought, so you could you.

“Actually,” You said, looking Eric directly in the eye and giving him a small smile, “It’s kind of funny that you said that Eric, because you’re kind of my celebrity crush too.”

** SUBMISSION TO ME FROM fresharold**

okay so i’ve been keeping this for a while now simply because i don’t think we need proofs at this point to know that larry is real. i just simply didn’t think people would care about this and tbh i was afraid on getting into trouble. however lately i see people sharing their stories that i do believe are real in some cases so i thought why not sharing this cute one i thought it wasn’t that relevant.

okay so on 13th of july the boys came to my country for the wwa tour and what happened was told to me by my godfather (let’s call him O because im lazy to write this word). i’m not going to go too much into detail about his job not only because i don’t know much about it (he doesn’t share it because of professional reasons) but also because i don’t think it’d be right for me to expose such things. but basically he is the driver of an important person related to the the stadium where the concert happened. he drives him to places, he does errands and all those things that tbh i don’t understand but don’t really matter for this.

so that day O had to drive his boss there and he lives in the capital (not where the concert happened that day) so i didn’t even know he was going to be there. only the next day he had called me because even though we live far away from each other we are close to each other. the year before (for the tmh tour) he had gave me and my friend a place to sleep and then had driven us to the arena. so he has this little knowledge of the boys and how i like them. (details details). 

so he asked me how it was the concert and proceed to tell me that he had to go to the stadium because of his boss. when he told me he was actually in the same room as the boys i freaked out oKAY. he started by telling me that the boys are really loud but funny and nice, like i believe he might have met them when they were backstage going for the meet and greet for the make a wish organisation (which consequently made the boys get late to the actual concert). so they were probably just chilling before going to meet the fans (i don’t really know and he didn’t get into the detail so whatever DETAILS). 

O isn’t really that good in english but i’ve heard him talking and i feel like he knows the basics and understands most of it. he told me that “one guy kind of blonde i believe niall” (he said his name really weirdly) said hi to him and they started talking about football (predictable) and then “one really tall with a thing in his head” (harry) (he didn’t have long hair back in that time) came to shake his hand and introduced himself (he forgot his name right away, nice) 

so after that he asked me if i knew that he (harry) was in a relationship with other guy from the band. i was sooooo confused so i explained to him that there’s fans who believe harry an louis are together. he immediately recognised harry’s name when i said it by being the tall guy with a thing in his head and he said that it was louis who he met too because he had told him how to actually pronounce his name. (also predictable) (he also said that louis had cool tattoos on his right arm)

okay this was a year ago so i can’t quote the exact words he said to me but i never forgot the stuff he had noticed. he was having trouble with understanding what harry was saying to him and louis went to their side because he was finding funny what was happening. 

O said that he is 99% sure that louis called harry ‘love’ between all the words he said when approached them, which he asked me if it was normal for friends to treat other friends by that term. I immediately said that it wasn’t usual. he continued by telling me that louis tried to make him comfortable with the fact he couldn’t understand english 100% AND I REMEMBER HIM TELLING ME “i noticed that harry had his arm around louis’ waist, which i normally do with my wife and not with my friends” MY EYES WATERED BECAUSE YES O YOU UNDERSTAND ME !!! 

he said that then harry was mostly quiet and every time louis was talking he was looking at him “in a cute way i must say” (this was so weird to hear O saying). so it’s not like this proves they’re in a relationship so i asked him if it was that that make him think they were together so he told me (im gonna use “” but be aware these aren’t his exact words obviously) 

“we were mostly talking about my job and when i say i’m from lisbon louis says that he and harry wanted to explore it better when they were there last year but there was no time for that. i found interesting that he said just harry and not their other friends so i ask if they got along better together than with the others. harry is the one answering this time saying that he and louis have a special relationship. louis says something that i didn’t understand and believe it was meant just for the two of them to listen to. he then looks at me and says that he and harry are inseparable. i started suspecting what was going on there but obviously didn’t ask. i believe that then louis said to me to think whatever i wanted in respect of those words and i decided to tell them what it’s worth seeing in lisbon if they even thought about going there, not pressing the subject”

this is the important stuff summarised okay keep in mind that O found weird the fact i said to him then that they’re supposed to be on the closet since they were so open about it with a stranger, who could immediately make a homophobic comment or even expose everything “which is what i’m doign here when i’m telling you this.”  especially when they seemed to be so proud and delighted next to each other.

he said that for him what happened behind his eyes was the enough to think they were really together. I WAS TRYING SO HARD NOT TO CRY U CANT IMAGINE at the end i thanked him so many times for telling me this that he thought i was crazy,

AND a month ago (?) i went to his place and he talked to me saying that he saw on the news that harry was dating sara sampaio (she is a portuguese model reason why it was said on TV) and found weird the fact they haven’t come out yet but wasn’t suprised that things like that was said on the media if it’s meant for them not to come out to their fans “they probably think that the fact they’re together would affect the girls that think they’ll marry them” (funny)

Chance -Part 4

*I know that’s not Cody as Theo,but this picture is so cute,soooo*


A/N:I got a bit carried away lol,but I hope you like it and more parts coming!!There will be lots of drama too *smirks*

Also Happy Thanksgiving,you lovely people!!


Word Count:2.2 K

Pairing:Liam Dunbar x Reader,Theo Raeken x Reader


Part 1  , Part 2  , Part 3


*three months later*

Y/n’s POV

“Theo,stop!”I laughed when he continued to tickle me.

“I hate you,go away”,I laughed.

“Oh no you don’t,you can’t”,Theo pouted.

“Okay,please please…stop…bwahahaha”,I tried to say in between my laughs.

“Okay,okay”,he chuckled.

I shook my head and looked around the books scattered on Theo’s coffee table.He tutors me chemistry,he’s really good at it.But like usual we get bored after some time and as a result less studying is done.At first we studied in the library then he invited me to his home and after that,we studied either at his place or mine,mostly his.We have a lot in common,we became very good friends within these past few months.He really changed and I absolutely adore his new side.

“I better get going now,”I said beginning to get up from the couch,

“Oh,you’re leaving already?Can’t you stay a little longer though?”He asked.

“As much as I would love that,it’s already late so it’s better if I go now,”I sighed.

“Understandable,”Theo nodded and begin walking outside to his car leading me.

The car rides with Theo are my absolute favourite.I smiled fondly remembering all the memories with him in this very car,the crazy singing,the gossips,the comfortable silence and those small talks.

“Why are you smiling?”Theo asked me curiously.

“Just  reminiscing old memories,”I shrugged.

“Remember our first car ride?’He chuckled,shaking his head.

“Oh yea,the time when my car broke down and you showed up,I legit thought you were stalking me,”I laughed.

“You hated my guts”,he said.

“That time you just recently moved to Beacon Hills,and–please can we just forget it”,I replied,not wanting to think about past.

“Yeah,but the second time was the best,”he said happily.

“Yeah that ‘Cheap Thrills’ singing session,”I chuckled,air-quoting the song’s name.

He nodded and pulled over in front of my house.

“Thanks Theo!”

“Anytime,see you at school tomorrow.”He said and hugged me.

“Tomorrow”,I hugged him back and said.


*next day*

Liam’s POV

I sighed in frustration and sat on the dressing room.Everyone left so I was alone.The coach really makes me lose temper,he said I’m not fit to be team’s captain.But I was partially upset about this fact.Y/N and I barely talked these past few weeks,because she’s always hanging out with that Raeken.I still don’t trust that guy.

I miss Y/N,now that I think about it she must’ve also felt the same when I cancelled our weekly movie nights and all.I miss my best friend and seeing her with Theo makes me jealous because he’s also become her best friend.I’m pretty sure she likes him more than me.

I heard the door open and I looked up to see Hayden.

“Hey,”she said softly.

“Hi,”I sighed.

“What’s wrong?”She asked worriedly.

“Just lacrosse stuff nothing serious,”I assured her.

“Alright,so my sister and I are going out of town to visit my grandma,I will leave tomorrow and will be back by Monday,”she stated.

“Do you have to go?I will miss you”,I pouted.

“I have to go baby,I’m sorry,I’ll be back before you know it,”she tried to lighten the mood.

“Okay,”I said not wanting to argue.

She kissed me softly,for some reason I didn’t feel spark like I used to feel before,maybe just because I’m too tired after today’s practice.


Y/N’s POV

“Y/N,wait!”I heard Stiles call me as I was heading towards my next class.

“What’s up Stlinski?”I asked as he caught up my pace and walked beside me.

“Scott and I were thinking of having a pack movie night,which is on tonight,”Stiles said,”you’re coming right?”

“Hell yeah,it’s been ages since we last had a movie night,”I said excitedly.

“I know right,so see ya tonight!”Stiles said beginning to walk towards the library.

“Looking forward to it,”I replied and went inside my class.


*after school*

“Finally this week’s been over,ever since the working days,Mondays,start I look forward to Fridays ,”Theo chuckled.

“Don’t we all?’I laughed.

“So..um… the pack’s having a movie night,I suppose?Stiles invited me,”he said smiling.

“He did?!Yeah,I’m so excited,”I said.

“Me too,so do you want to go to the woods?”He asked.

“Sure thing,”I said and he started driving towards the wood.

After Theo and I became close friends it became an unsaid rule to always hangout on the woods after school on Fridays.I really feel comfortable with him and the presence of him makes me happy,nonetheless the place.I feel attracted towards him,this new feeling makes me nervous,I try my best to hide it so he doesn’t catch on what’s up.I’m just afraid that if I tell him what I feel towards him,I might scare him off.He doesn’t seem like he’s interested in any commitment now.So I don’t want to risk the friendship.

I sighed and put my head on his shoulder.

“You alright?”Theo asked quietly.

“Yes,”I mumbled.

He nodded and began to gently play with my fingers.God,the things he does to me.



Theo’s POV

Everything’s been going great so far.Almost everyone in the pack fully accepted me,and Y/N and I’ve become really good friends.I always had a thing for her,but previously when I was working with the Dread Doctors,I didn’t do anything about my feeling because I was scared that she might end up in trouble if the Doctors knew.Now that I was having a complete new start of life,I spent many days thinking about her,about us and what we could have.

However,I didn’t have enough courage.I was scared that she might not like me back because I knew she had a crush on Liam Dunbar.Good thing that he’s with Hayden so for now I don’t have any competition,I suppose.Every time I’m with her my heart beats so fast that I can’t really focus on anything rather than trying to calm myself down.

I looked down at her,she’s beautiful,absolutely mesmerizing.

I took a deep breath,I wasn’t planning to confess my feelings now but now seems to be a perfect time.

“Y/N,there’s something I need to tell yo-”I was cut off by her phone ringing.I caught a glance at the caller id seeing it was Malia,aka werecoyote-with-horrible-timing.

“Hey Malia!”She said.

I heard the werecoyote asking her to be there asap so Y/N stood up and motioning me to do the same and we walked towards my car.

What a way to ruin my mood.Thanks to Malia.

“I’ll be there soon,”Y/N chuckled and hung up.

Once we got in the car,Y/N suddenly asked me,”You were saying something,Theo?”

“Don’t worry about it,I don’t want to talk about it now,”I mumbled.I was pissed off.The moment I almost was going to admit my feelings a fucking-phone call ruined it.

I have no idea when I’ll feel the confidence as I felt earlier again.I pulled up in front of Scott’s home.Y/N tried to open the car door when I snapped.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to open the goddamn car door?”

“Jeez,Theo,why are you acting like this?”Y/N asked slightly shocked by my sudden outburst.

I know it was not her fault,but if something pissed me off I take out my anger on people I love the most.



Y/N’s POV

“I swear,Theo’s mood swings more than a pregnant woman,”I mumbled,filling a bowl with chips.

“He’s been acting weird ever since you both got here,”Lydia pointed out,pouring herself a glass of coke.

“Yeah,”Malia nodded,who was sitting on the kitchen counter and shoved a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

“Maybe something’s bothering him,why don’t you talk to him about it?”Kira suggested,taking out cans of soda from the refrigerator.

“I will once he gets in a better mood,”I shrugged.

“Did you guys choose a movie yet?”Lydia said entering the living room,us girls following her behind.

“Yup,we will see Forest Gump tonight,it’s been ages since we last saw it,”Mason said happily.

“Good choice Mase,”Corey said taking the bowl of chips from me and sitting on the carpeted floor.

“I was thinking Star Wars,but Forest Gump sounds great too,”Stiles said sitting beside Malia.

I sat beside Theo on the couch.He smiled at me,so that means he’s back to normal self again.I decided not to ask him about before,I don’t want to ruin his mood again.

“You okay?”I asked him,handing him a can of soda.

“Yes,”he said and took the can of soda from me.

“Where’s Liam?”Scott asked from his spot beside Kira on another couch.

At that exact moment the doorbell rang,signalling it was Liam.I rushed to open the door to greet him,I frowned once I saw how sad he looked.

“Liam,you okay?”I asked him and and hugged him from side.

“Yeah Y/N,”he mumbled.

He took a seat on the couch,I sat in the middle of him and Theo.Mason mentioned earlier that Hayden went to visit his grandma and something was wrong with Liam,something was bothering him but every time Mason asked him,Liam changed the topic.

I observed him the whole night,he was very distant the whole time.He was quite the entire time not really paying attention to the movie playing.He wasn’t like his general self tonight.I was sure it was not about Hayden,I know Liam like I know the back of my hand.

The movie ended the closing credits was beginning to fill the television screen.Almost everyone dozed off.Theo and I made a small talk.Liam suddenly stood up and began to go upstairs towards the balcony,I know.

I stood up to follow him when Theo stopped me.

“Theo,I have to go,he’s been acting so weird all night,”I said to Theo.

“He might want to be alone for some time,give him some space,”Theo said,he almost seemed nervous.

“NO!I already feel I’m a shitty best friend,he’s been going through a sad phase,something I don’t know the reason why,I have to talk to him,”I whisper-yelled at him.

Theo opened his mouth to say something,then decided against it and let me go.

“Okay,whatever,”he scoffed.

I rushed upstairs and just like I thought he was there looking up at the sky in the balcony.

“Liam,”I said softly and walked towards him.

He sighed and looked at me,he then looked up at the sky again and didn’t say anything.

“What’s wrong,huh?You can tell me anything you know that right?”I asked him,gently rubbing his arm.

“Everything’s been going bad Y/N,I’m failing my tests,coach is giving me hard time and I miss the company of my best friend”,he said quietly.

I felt guilty,I cleared my throat,”Liam,I’m sorry okay?But I also felt that way when you initially started dating Hayden,”I shrugged.

“I’m so sorry,I realized it too but you forgive me right?”He asked sincerely.

“Ofcourse,I’m sorry too,”I shrugged.

He laughed and hugged me,we were looking up the sky.

“I love you,Y/N,”Liam said smiling.

“I love you too,Dumbar,”I poked him.

“Heeeyyy,it’s Dunbar!”He pouted.

We always said I love you’s just as best friends,at first I wanted it to be more but now I’m glad no feelings were involved.

“So you’re happy now?”I asked him.

“Yeah,but let’s promise we’ll give each other more time and hang out like old times,”he smiled.

“YES PLEASE,I missed you!”I hugged him tighter.

“Me too,”he mumbled. 


I heard someone gasp and I looked to see Theo watching us,he was upset and looked furious.Before I could call him he rushed downstairs.

“Shit,Liam I have to go,”I said hurriedly.

“Okay,do you want me to come with you?”

“No,thanks I’ll call you,bye,”I said already running downstairs.

By the time I reached downstairs I saw him taking his jacket and going towards the door.

“Theo,wait!”I said,he looked at me briefly then exited.

I followed him and called after him repeatedly.He stopped abruptly,I collided with him and made him turn around.

“What happened?”I asked,trying to catch my breath.

“What happened?Oh I don’t know maybe you just confessed your feelings to your Liam,I thought he was dating Hayden?”He scoffed.

“Wait,what?”I asked confused.

Then it clicked he was jealous and he must’ve heard us when we said friendly “I love you’s” like we did always before but he might’ve got the wrong idea.I smiled looking at him,he was jealous so that means he likes me?

“Why the fuck are you smiling?”He asked gritting his teeth.

“You thought I confessed my feelings to Liam?God,no we were just saying it as best friends,we always did before,”I said looking at him,he clenched his fist.

“Oh please,you always had a thing for him,”Theo said angrily.

“I used to but now I like someone else,someone with whom I’m talking to now actually,”I said rolling my eyes yet smiling.

“Yeah okay,but-WHAT?”He said.

“You heard me,”I said shyly.

“You lik-like me?”He stuttered.

“Well,I’m surprised you didn’t get the hint yet but yea,I understand if you don’t feel the same,I shouldn’t have said anyth-,”I was interrupted by Theo smashing his lips into mine.

I was slightly taken aback then once recovered I kissed him with equal passion.

“I like you too,a lot actually,”Theo said shyly.

I had the biggest grin on my face,he hugged me and mumbled,”you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment.”

“Me too,”I sighed contently.