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Stereotypical

Bucky Barnes x reader AU (short series) 

Notes: swearing, flirting, mentions of child abuse and alcoholism (past), none other yet

Summary: As a PA/secretary, you are all too familiar with the fantasies nearly all men share: banging their hot assistant. Former jobs haven’t worked out for you for that exact reason, and now starting out at a new company, as the secretary for the CEO of the hottest modelling agency in the country, you’re hoping this one will be different. But after meeting your new boss, Mr J.B. Barnes, you’re not so sure if it will be. Then again, maybe Mr Barnes is not as stereotypical as you think he is.   

A/N: Hi guys! This is a little something I’ve been working on lately. It’s only gonna be a few parts and I hope you enjoy it! 

“Whoa, hey there doll, what’s the rush?”

Quickly checking if you hadn’t dropped anything, to avoid any more embarrassment on the first day on your new job, you looked up at the man you’d just crashed (face-planted) into.

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Yes - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 6)

Originally posted by thestylesgifs

Part 5

**Word Count 3,508

You were now staying in Harry’s childhood home with his parents. It was a little awkward at first because you and Anne still had a relationship to mend, but you were hoping that with her extending the offer for you to stay with her, it meant she was willing to work on things. 

Although, she could have only offered becasue she didn’t want you to be the reason Harry postponed something with his career. You were laying in bed trying to read a book, but you couldn’t. Normally, you loved to read, but being stuck in bed for almost five days was getting to you. 

You weren’t exactly on bedrest, but Harry and Anne were both very adament on you taking it easy. You sighed getting up and looking around the room. It had been well over two years since you were last there. In your snooping, you ended up finding an old picture of you and Harry, from when you first got together. 

You both looked so young and it was only a few years ago. You took the picture and hung it up on one of the little boards that were in there. There was a knock on the door and then Anne walked in. 

“I made some lunch, if you’d like to come down,” she smiled. 

“Oh, uh, sure,” you smiled before walking downstairs. 

“So, how are you feeling?” Anne asked as you both were eating. 

“Better,” you said. “I think under the circumstances of that night was the only reason it happened.” 

“What exactly did happen that night?” Anne asked. 

You sighed. “When I went left the restuarant, there were like twenty or so paprazzi with cameras flashing. I covered my face and tried to walk through them until one was saying something like, “Don’t be like, just give us a picture,” and when I ignored him he wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me up. Then at one point he put his hands on my chest and that’s when I elbowed him in the face. He let go of me then and looked like he was about to hit me, is when Harry came in and stepped in front of me.” 

“Oh, wow, I knew along the lines what happened, but not in full detail,” she said. “But if you don’t mind me asking, why did you leave the restaurant?” 

You looked down. “I felt like I wasn’t wanted there. It was all too much, so I just had to leave,” you whispered. 

Anne sighed. “That was partly my fault,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry about that.” 

“I can’t exactly blame you though,” you sighed. 

“And I can’t exactly blame you for everything that happened between you and Harry in the past,” she said. 

“Both of us were young and with the pressure our of careers, it became too much and we ended up saying a lot of things we didn’t mean,” you whispered. 

“I had never seen him that heartbroken before,” she sighed. “It was the first time he really felt it was over between the two of you.” 

** 

The Break-Up 2015. 

You and Harry had been back together for a few months for the fourth time since you first met. It was sort of your thing to be together, figure out it wasn’t working anymore, and then break up again. It’s not like you wanted it to be that way, it’s just how it was. 

Until that one night. Harry was on tour with One Direction, while you were working on your album in the studio. Harry was in different cities and countries every night and you were held up in a studio in LA. 

You two hadn’t spoken except for a few texts in almost a week because of crazy time zone differences and you being in the studio. However, the night before, you and Harry decided to have a little date over facetime the next day, so you made sure to take a break from the studio that day. 

You made sure that you were dressed nicely and did your hair and makeup, even though you knew Harry wouldn’t care if you were just wearing sweats and your hair was up in a messy bun. You wanted to treat this like an actual date, since you wouldn’t know the next time that you two would actually have a real date. 

The scheduled time for your facetime had come and gone without Harry ever calling in. When he was ten minutes late, you decided to try and call him, but he never answered. So, you tried to call his phone and then sent him a few texts. 

Nothing. 

For some reason, you decided to go on social media and you saw some pap pictures of Harry out and about with a group of people going to dinner and then leaving some club in the city they were in. 

You should have been pissed. You should have been more than pissed that he ditched your date for a dinner and some club, but you weren’t pissed. 

You were hurt. Tears began to well up in your eyes and the eye makeup you spent so long on started to run down your cheeks. 

It was happening again. You could feel it. You could always feel it. The moment when the breakup was coming. 

The first break up happened after a year of dating. Since the two of you were considered the “hottest” couple that year, you two were constantly getting papped together or having cheating rumors speculated whenever either one of you were photographed standing with someone of the opposite sex. 

In the beginning, neither one of you let it bother you because you knew it wasn’t true and that neither one of you would ever cheat, but eventually the media and the rumors won–after a really bad photo of you and one of your crew members were out at a club. 

You were drunk as you were leaving the club and he was trying to keep you from falling. His arms were wrapped around your waist and you were leaning up against him before getting into the same car. 

Harry was livid to say the least and started to think that all the other times you had been accused to cheating in the media was true. 

So, he ended it right then in there. A few days shy of your one-year anniversary. 

The second break-up happened after you two got back together a few months after the inital break-up. You two had talked over what happened and agreed to move on from it, but a few months later, it was over again. 

During the months of your break-up, Harry had been seen out dating someone else. He kept reassuring you that it wasn’t like that, they were just friends, but one night you two had ran into her and she implied they had been more than friends. 

You were angry and hurt because you didn’t know what the truth was. You felt angry because Harry had possibly lied to you and hurt because your relationship must not have meant that much to him in the first place for him if he was sleeping with another girl weeks after your break up. 

So, you ended it with a slap to his cheek right then and there. 

The third break-up happened just a week after you two had gotten back together after you realized that the girl was lying about sleeping with Harry. You and Harry were having a date night in, watching movies on Netflix and eating take out. 

Harry had been on his phone for a bit and you could tell that he was reading something.

“Whatcha reading?” You asked him. 

“Your new interview,” he said. 

“Oh, that’s out already? I thought it wasn’t supposed to come out till tomorrow,” you said. “Let me see.” 

“You talked about our sex life,” he said. 

“Wait what?” You asked confused. 

“Right here, you mentioned something about our sex life,” he said showing you the line. 

Okay, it wasn’t like fully detailed and you hadn’t actually talked about it in the interview, but yet there it was in the article written up about you. 

“I didn’t, I didn’t say anything about that during the interview. We had gone out for drinks after and we were playing that Never Have I Ever game and someone said they never had multiple orgasms in one night and I took a drink. I never went into detail about who it was with or anything that we did,” you said. 

“Well, it’s there now and everyone is going to know about what we do in the bedroom,” he sighed. 

“I’m sorry, but it’s not like it says anything bad,” you said. 

“But it’s our private business out in the open, Y/N,” he said. 

“Oh, but you can write a song about it and it’s perfectly fine?” You asked. 

“That’s different. I’ve never once talked about specific details in the lyrics,” he said. 

“And I didn’t talk about specific details either,” you defended. 

“Maybe not, by this journalist added in their own and everyone is going to know,” he said. “And it doesn’t help that the photoshoot you did, you’re practically naked.” 

“Yes, I’m techincally shirtless, but nothing is showing,” you said. “And why are you upset about that? You’re the one is always preaching about not judging and not having double standards for females, yet you’re upset that I’m shirtless in a few photos while it’s perfectly okay for you.” 

“Well, it’s different when you’re my girlfriend and talking about our sex life in an interview accompanied by naked photos. Do you realize how many guys are going to be all over you now? How many guys are going to think about you? I don’t want you being seen as a sex object because you’re more than that,” he said. 

“Oh, but it’s perfectly fine as long as you’re the only one seeing my naked and have sex with me, right?” You said annoyed. 

More things were said. And then Harry ended it, right then and there. 

Back to the fourth and final break-up. When you realized that Harry had stood you up that night, you called him and called him. He, of course, didn’t answer. He was probably too drunk or too tired to bother answering your call. You would have left a voicemail, but you knew that you had too much to say and not enough time to say it, so you sent him a text instead. 

“I can’t believe that you ditched our date tonight to go out with your friends for a fancy dinner and some cheap club. We haven’t spoken to each other in almost a week and we finally agreed on a time and you blew it. Who are we kidding Harry? This obviously isn’t working anymore and to be honest, did ever truly work. We’ve through this before and we’ve tried to make it work and it just never does. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t be with you and then not be with you. This cycle of “love” is not healthy and we both deserve to be happy. You can’t honestly say that you’re happy with our relationship becuase if you were, you would have been there tonight. I waited for you for over four hours and you never came. If we both were really happy, we would say fuck you to our schedules and make time to see and speak to one another. This time is the last time for us, Harry. It has to be. We both deserve more. I love you, I really do, but what we give other isn’t enough for me anymore. I’m sorry I’m telling you this over a stupid text, but it’s the only way I know to reach you. 

Goodbye Harry. I love you and I always will, but this is the end. It has to be.” 

**

“And it was,” you said. “I had made the decision that it would be because it wasn’t fair to either of us to keep going back to each other if we weren’t going to make it work.” 

“I know and I’m glad that you did that,” she said. “You were right, the two of you weren’t in a healthy relationship. The only time it really seem to be right was that first year you were together.” 

“Yeah, it was amazing. It was the first time I really fell in love and I was happy. We both were happy, but then shit happend and we were done,” you sighed. 

“Harry still believes had he not overreacted over that photo that you two would have never broken up and you would have still been together till this day,” she admitted. 

You bit your lip. “Maybe, but I’m sure one of the other issues we had come up later on could have still happened.” 

“Perhaps, but I think what’s best now, is to not worry about the past. The two of you are together now and you’re having a baby together,” she said. 

“Yeah, we are,” you smiled putting your hand over you still non-existent bump. 

“I know that I said to leave the past in the past, but Y/N, I have to ask you, if you were so adamant about not being with Harry after that last breakup in 2015, why did agree on getting back together with him now?” She asked. 

“Honestly, it just felt right,” you admitted. “It didn’t feel like all the other times when we talked about getting back together. We were apart for over a year. We hadn’t spoken to each other or even seen one another in such a long time, yet the second I saw him again, all those feelings I had for him rushed back to me. And we’re both older now and I feel like when something comes up between us, our first thought isn’t going to be to just end things, like it had been in the past. We’ve actually had a bit of a run in with that and I think we handled it pretty well.” 

“What run in?” She asked. “Sorry, I don’t mean to pry, it just, I’m curious.” 

“No, it’s okay. When those pictures of us in Miami were taken, my team said that someone from Harry’s team had tipped off the press and told them where we would be and to release the photos for publicity. At first, I was furious and thought that was the only reason he had called me after all this time and we had some words and Harry was about to leave because he couldn’t beleive that I actually believed he would have something to do with it, but I stopped him. I apologized for accusing him and we talked it through,” you said. 

“Well, that’s huge a step for you two,” she said. 

“Yeah, it is,” you smiled. “And just being with him again feels different. It almost feels like we’re starting over again because so much time has passed and we’re in a different point in our lives.” 

“But you two are still quite young,” she said. “You two still have your whole life ahead of you. Your careers, I mean Harry is just now starting off his solo career.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked confused. 

“I’m just saying that, how is Harry supposed to have a career when he’s going to have a baby to help raise?” She asked. “He has a tour coming up at the end fo the year, what happens if he’s on stage and you go into labor? What if he has to cancel some shows and disappoint his fans? Did either of you think about that before you slept together?” 

“I-I… no, but-” you stuttered out. 

“Exactly neither one of you thought about anything,” she said. “i know that what’s done is done and there’s no going back from it and I promise you that I will love and take care of this baby, but I can’t say that I’m thrilled over this right now. If you and this baby end of ruining his plans for his career, I will never forgive you Y/N. He is my baby and I want nothing more than for him to be happy, but I know that if he loses his music, he won’t ever be truly happy.” 

You looked at her with wide eyes. “Do you think I want him to lose that either? Do you think that I’m going to make him choose between us and his career? Will having a baby right now make things a little more difficult with the way our careers are? Yes, but we’re going to figure it out and make it work. And how can you sit there and be nice to me and make it seem like we’re working on our relationship, but then be so cruel me to the next?” You asked. 

“I don’t mean to Y/N, I’m telling you how I feel,” she said. “My children are my pride and joy and I love them with all my heart and I will do whatever it takes to protect them.” 

“I get that Anne, I really do, but you have to know that I love Harry more than anything in this world and I want him to do everything that he wants and I would never want to be the reason to hold him back. Is this bad timing to have a baby? Yes, but that doesn’t mean we’re not looking forward to being parents. And another thing, for someone who keeps saying to leave the past in the past and move on, sure does keep bringing up the fucking past,” you said before getting up from the table and going back up the room. 

**

Later that night, Harry had facetimed you and you two were chatting. 

“I miss you!” He whined. 

You laughed. “I miss you too, how’s spending time with James? I’ve been watching the show and you’re doing great.”

“Thanks, baby,” he smiled. “And it’s going great. I’ve having a blast. I love hanging out with James, so it doesn’t feel like work. How are you and the baby?” 

“We’re doing okay,” you said. “I still feel nasueous at times.” 

“I read somewhere about drinking a certain kind of tea can help with that,” he said. “I’ll look it up again and send it you.” 

“You read it somewhere?” you giggled. 

“Yes, the entire flight I was reading this baby book I found,” he blushed. 

“Aww, that’s so adorable,” you smiled. 

He laughed. “Anyway, how are things going with Mum?” 

You sighed looking down. “They’re going…” 

“Y/N, what happened?” He asked. 

“Nothing too bad, it’s just, I thought we were moving forward and then she just said some things and I stormed out and haven’t talk to her since,” you admitted. 

“I’m sorry, baby,” he sighed. “I knew I shouldn’t have come here.” 

“Yes, you should have,” you said. “That was what she brought up. She’s afraid that the baby and I are going to hold you back.” 

“You’re not,” he said. “We’re going to find a way to make everything work.” 

“I know and I told her that, but she’s worried that we’re not,” you sighed. 

“Don’t worry about her. I’ll talk to her,” he said. 

“No, don’t. I don’t want to feel like I’m coming between you and your Mom,” you whispered. 

“You’re not coming in between us,” he said. “I know my Mum and she’s just looking out for me. She’s quite the protective one, you know.” 

“Yeah, I’ve gathered that,” you said. 

“I’m sorry. I’ll be home in a few days,” he said. 

“I can’t wait,” you whispered. “It’s weird staying in your room without you.” 

He laughed. “Especialy with all the memories we’ve had in there,” he smirked. 

You blushed. “Shut up,” you giggled. 

“So, do you have a little bump yet?” He asked. 

“No, not yet, but I feel bloated,” you said. “But my boobs I’ve gotten a little bigger it seems, which makes them pop out of my shirts more than they usually do.” 

“Well, I wasn’t going to say anything…” he smirked. 

You rolled your eyes and pulled up your shirt. 

“Hey! I was enjoying the view,” he pouted. 

You giggled. “You’ll enjoy it soon enough when you get back from LA.” 

“I can’t wait,” he said. 

You giggle yawning.

“Well, I better let you get some sleep, baby,” he said. 

“No, I’m okay. I want to keep talking to you,” you whined. 

“We can talk tomorrow,” he smiled. “You need your rest.” 

“Fine,” you groaned. 

“I love you,” he smiled. 

“I love you too,” you smiled. “And you better call me tomorrow.” 

“Don’t worry. I will,” he smiled. “Night, baby.” 

“Goodnight,” you smiled blowing him a kiss. 

He pretended to catch it like a dork and you both ended the call before you put your laptop on the table and crawled into bed. 

**

Thank you to everyone who sent in ideas breakups/arguments! I tried to use bits and pieces of each! :) 

BokuAkaKuroTsukki go to Brazil

This is my submission to @not-haikyuu ‘s secret santa. I was @hidingfromthehotties ‘s secret santa. I hope you have fun reading this story, as much as I had writing it at least! Have a great 2017!!


BokuAkaKuroTsukki - Secret Santa

“How can I pack if you don’t tell me where we’re going?” Tsukishima asked Bokuto who waved his hand dismissively.

“Just pack like you would for any trip.” Kuroo said from the couch where he was snuggling with Akaashi.

“Have you two packed?” Akaashi asked as he flipped through channels on the TV.

“Pftt… Of course not. The trip is only tomorrow night. We’ll have plenty of time to pack tomorrow.” Bokuto replied and Tsukishima rolled his eyes before walking to their room where he could pack.

But of course they nearly missed the flight because Bokuto and Akaashi had taken forever to start packing. They ran through the airport looking like a bunch of dogs chasing a rabbit. Bokuto ran ahead and asked a guy about flight JJ 637. The guy gave Bokuto a paper and the latter turned to his boyfriends.

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a fifty seven (57!!!) stucky fic rec made with my lovey @foggybearnelson over the course of seven months! they’re all sorts of lengths! personally ranked out of five (✩✩✩✩✩) stars and not in any particular order! some personal comments littered through, explicit ratings and descriptions are the ones labelled by the authors.

1.  the city bleeds its aching heart by renne (explicit, 34k) ✩✩✩✩✩

The one where Steve and Bucky pose as a happily married couple while on a mission for SHIELD, to catch an international arms dealer hiding in a suburban neighbourhood. [COMPLETE]

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So We Beat On (ch.1?)

I started this nearly 3 years ago, inspired by the 2013 version of The Great Gatsby, then submitted it for 2014 Fandom4LLS. It’s meant to be a WIP, but will I ever actually continue it? I hope so. I’m kind of posting in the hopes that it will somehow provoke my inspiration. Or maybe I just need classes to finally be over for the year for that to happen, idk. 

Summary: Katniss agrees to help her cousin Gale as a bootlegger during prohibition. As a result, she discovers an entire decadent world of partying, jazz music, and against her better judgement becomes mixed up with mysterious socialite-turned-war-hero, Peeta Mellark. 1920′s jazz era historical AU, heavily influed by The Great Gatsby.

Rating: T

“I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others–young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.”

As the sinking sun casts its muted orange haze over the sardined buildings, I cup my head in my hand, balanced carefully on the edge of my knee, while I wait patiently on the back stoop. From a window propped open at the dwelling adjacent from us, music drifts down, a lazy tune I vaguely recognize only as that new music craze that’s seized the country in quite a fervor. I hear it sometimes walking down the streets on my way home from the factory, wafting out from some apartment or humming silently behind the darkened windows of the general store. Jazz, they call it.

I’m waiting for my cousin Gale, who promised to pick me up here, from this very spot, as soon as the cover of night falls. He promised me good money if I were willing to help him in this new venture of his. Good money for us all, he said. I was hesitant at first, but I would do almost anything if it meant food for my mother, and my sister. Prim, who is the only person in the world I’m certain I love.

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Just Roommates: Part 3

Plot- Jungkook as your roommate+College Adventures lol.

Characters- Y/N, Jungkook, Jimin, Yoongi, Taehyung, Hoseok, Jin, Namjoon

Word Count- 1.6k+

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3  Part 4  

casual texting shit- part 1, part 2  

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JUNGKOOK’s POV

This was definitely weird. I was no longer in the position to function like a real dude. I was frozen and shook. I was literally so vulnerable to death and threatened by a hung set of lingerie.

“JK, please. Get used to it now. It was bound to happen in the process of living with the opposite gender.” I try to cheer up myself and get the blood flowing into my body again. But honestly, my blood was rushing to different places where I didn’t want it to.

EVERYBODY SAY NOOOOOO~

I somehow managed to take the shower but wasn’t feeling okay. I wasn’t okay, perhaps the feeling of a sexually frustrated boy and mine were strangely similar. Part of me wanted several things to happen.

I NEEDED A GIRLFRIEND.

HELL NO. I CAN’T EVEN LOOK AT MY ROOMMATE WITHOUT PASSING OUT, INTERNALLY.

I wrapped the towel around my stream waist, just below my belly button and slightly about the V line. I exist the bathroom and saw Y/N?! She was right there sat on the floor eavesdropping maybe? WTF?! She gave me a slight smile and rushed inside to quickly collect her garments. In less than 5 seconds she was out of my way from the door. “SORRY. I’ll just go now.” She stutters and bow at me in apology. The way she ran was faster than anything in that moment.

We apologize to each other so much. It was like every action contains an apology, no matter what it is. GOSH! WHY IS EVERYTHING SO WEIRD?!

Y/N’s POV

MAN. I SAW HIM SHIRTLESS AND WET AND Holy Shitzo. R.I.P. Innocence. 

BUT THE WORST PART ABOUT THIS WAS THAT, I LEFT MY FUCKING UNDERGARMENTS INSIDE AND HE MUST HAVE SEEN IT AND MUST HAVE JUDGED ME HARD FOR WEARING SUCH FANCY KINKY SHIT. OMFG. TT TT TT TT  I just like lace a lot TT TT  fuck life. . 

*TING TING*

I rushed to the door and opened it.

“Excuse me? Y/N, so rude of you, you didn’t even give me your number.” Jimin tells me jokingly. 

“I uh-“

“Park Jimin, you cunt, what the hell?! Where were you all this time? I told you to stay here till I got back but you didn’t.” Jungkook was lowkey mad.

“Yah, relax. Y/N had come in at that time. She seemed trustworthy so I left.” Jimin gave that bright cheeky smile of his.

“Ah, seriously You-!” he told, meanwhile I was stood there smiling like an idiot.

“Okay, you both quickly grab your asses to the college, we have an orientation lecture today.” Jimin informed us.

Jungkook and I both got dressed as quickly as possible and left with Jimin to the college. It felt so awkward and awesome just walking between those two handsome hunks. I couldn’t help but notice Jungkook’s fashion. It was nothing too much, but his looks were kind of killing me. We accidentally managed to brush our arms several times while we were on our way. We exchanged looks and quickly increased the distance as to avoid any more awkward moments. we soon reached the campus hall and then, we all found seats to get on.

Little did I know, I was amused to see a good bunch of guys walking towards us. I was really shook and scared. “College ragging, perhaps?” I thought.

“Yah, you, you and you, tell us all you know about yourself.”, the guy with blonde hair spoke.

“Uh- I- Well, I’m Y/N. Hi. I’m from-“ I was cut off.

“Yah, you’re kinda pretty. Jungkook-ah, Jimin-ah, how did you manage to get along with such a princess?” The guy with a pretty smile said, making me blush.

“Y/N is Jungkook’s roommate!” Jimin busted out.

“Oh Shit down you! Really? Oh my god.” The handsome tall guy just came out of nowhere and said so. SHIIIIT. HE WAS SO ATTRACTIVE I WAS ALMOST UNCONCIOUSLY SWEATING AT HIS PERFECT VISUAL. I was just there contemplating as to what did I do to deserve this. I was stood there, kind of embarrassed and lamely smiling BETWEEN SUCH BEAUTIFUL GUYS I CANT-

“DAEBAK JUNGKOOK! How did you score without even telling us omg, this is crazy. I’m jealous!” The pretty smiled, guy hit him in the arm and I was going to explode with embarrassment.

“Hyung! Shut the fuck up OMG. She is just my roommate! I didn’t even know her before that! Omg, you’re embarrassing, hyung! Sorry Y/N, this hyung is crazy.” Jungkook blushed as he splattered out his madness. 

“That’s okay.” I laughed it off. I actually, uncomfortably scoffed and wanted to cry in the corner and leave the college right away. I couldn’t stand the company of such hot dudes.

“Anyway, Y/N, these are our hyungs and seniors, except this Taehyung, he’s gonna be with us.” Jimin told me comforting from all the fluster they caused.

“Hi, I’m Namjoon, from Physics major. This is Hoseok, from dancing Maj department and of course our little Taehyung, from literature department. Sorry for being so abrupt, I hope you’re fine.” The blonde, Namjoon introduced themselves. They were actually sweet! I thought they must be the creepy seniors who would rag us for weed money.

HOLY SHIT, TAEHYUNG WAS FUCKING HOT! NAMJOON WAS FUCKING HOT! HOSEOK WAS FUCKING HOT! AND JIMIN WAS HOT NATURALLY! BUT JUNGKOOK WAS THE HOTTEST. BRUH WHAT EVEN. 

Somehow I couldn’t keep my eyes off Taehyung. His eerie-ness was attractive. I was dumbed so bad at that moment. We took our seats in the lecture hall and boy orientation got me so good! I was inspired to learn and score and learn! This was going to be a very exciting journey for me. I didn’t think about any of the guys who were around me.

After a while, the boys left and I was all alone, so I kind of started wandering about the campus and trying to socialize with others. As I was walking by, I hear some girls talking about “some hot guys” and being the ass I was, started to eavesdrop.

“Did you see the black haired guy! Omg, Stef, he is SO HOT! Ah-!” some girl said.

“I would literally do anything to get in those pants of his! WISH I COULD BE HIS GIRLFRIEND! UGH” I was still suspicious of as to who they were talking about.

“I know right! But he will be my score, I’m telling you that.” The blond girl said.

“But did you see that guy, Jimin! Holy cow! He’s like the sweetest guy! I would strip for him right now if he wants!”. 

UM… OKAY.

“Oh look at you, slut!” i hear them.

I looked around and saw the boys sat under a tree and talking and giggling. I was so flushed at seeing Jungkook smile like that and I wanted to go and hug him for being so sweet all this time, already. WAIT-  these girls were talking about them! I felt  lucky to be the roommate of the guy who every girl wanted to fuck right there. I smirked to myself but also got sad, because the girls were really pretty and he might just end up with one of them.

Anyway, I didn’t want to ruin the day, so I left the place and went to explore the city.

JUNGKOOK’S POV

Hyungs embarrassed the heck out of me should today! What would Y/N even think of me now! *cries*

“Hyungs, seriously though, please don’t bring out the perv inside of y’all in front of my roommate.” Jungkook decently told.

“Wooooohuuuu! Kookie got possessive. Y/N is cute though, isn’t she! Did you guys talk?”, Taehyung asked like an excited child.

LETS NEVER TALK ABOUT HOW WE TALKED AND HOW WE MET. I WANTED TO CRINGE AND DIE ON OUR FIRST MEETING.  

“Not much. We just met, you know. “I said. 

“Yah, Kookie, she is your roommate now. You better get to know her before you pass out and sweat the fuck out of your body just in the process of ignoring her.”. “Yoongi hyung!” I scream as I see him. We both did a bro hug. “How have you been?!” I ask him happily. “I’m all good. I’m a to the g to the u to the std. You know that.” He made his infamous sassy face. “Aigo hyung I missed you. I wish we could talk more. I really seem to be needing your help.” I tell.

“Yah! What about us? Huh? Huh? Huuuh?” Hoseok hyung said. 

“You seem to have forgotten me, kook?”. It was Jin Hyung, finally! I trusted him with life. 

“JIN HYUNG! I MISSED YOU SOOOO MUCH!” I hugged him.

“Kookie you’ve grown up well. How is life here? Did you move yet?” he asked.

“I am in kind of trouble. When I was moving, I was told that I’ll have another scholar from another country living with me… and guess what? It’s Y/N and she is a girl. Kill me.” I face-palmed with sadness and the amount of ‘awkward’ that had built up in in the past 30 hours.

“Aww, you guys should bond together. I suggest you to go to for a nice hike with her over the weekend. So, that you guys get to know each other better.” Jin told. Everyone started woo-ing at me and the idea of me bonding with my ‘roommate’. “H-Hike? With a girl?! Hyung! Hell no! I will die.” I cried.

“Plus, Y/N doesn’t have many friends here, so she will have a good company over the weekend. I would so do this, JK!” Jimin exclaimed. 

“She seems harmless anyway… You won’t get raped. Chill.” Taehyung mocked me while everyone laughed along. I legit was having a panic attack. 

“Jungkook! This is now or never. You either suffer once or suffer for 4 years straight. GTFO, and tell her this if she doesn’t have plans yet. Trust us, we’ve been with girls. We know how this all works.” Yoongi ordered. 

“Jungki, don’t think too much bro. You’re not taking her on a date. She is just your roommate. You feel me?” Namjoon added, making my hart skip a beat. 

Everyone was excited with the idea of it, but I was dying. I was in pain. I couldn’t refuse and I was about to it regardless. 

I need to get over this, War Of Hormones. 

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I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry I’ll try to post often. I have been really busy with college and stuff. :’( 

Things will get exciting and saucy af in the next one, I promise. ~w~

Daria 2016 pitch

(Actually, a Daria 2015 pitch but, in a cynical move she’d condemn but half-approve of, I’m altering the title for marketing purposes. I’m edgy)

Last year, myself and my friend Brian knocked out a pitch for rebooting MTV’s Daria. Here it is again with a few snips and edits, for you all to see, to be condemned as unpopular and badly dressed.





So long as there are bright, sullen teenagers who think their classmates are imbeciles and that they know better than their parents and their teachers and everybody else, there’s gonna be room for a Daria on the airwaves.

And that brings in a specific

MOOD AND HUMOUR

The original Daria traded in black humour and barbed words. We plan to take this further than the show used to. We already know the market can have darker humor than 1997 would allow – Adventure Time has running gags about Princess Bubblegum running a police state, Gravity Falls gives us a seemingly-amoral conman as the parental figure and stories about mugging a unicorn, and even Scooby Doo was able to do a straight-up Saw pastiche. The way is clear.

Why go for broke? In this we’re going back to the first season of Daria, the original plan for the show. The show got less nasty as it went on and more prone to give characters some dignity, but S1 was acidic. This is the one where Daria and Jane are laconic about a woman having a hyperglycemic shock in front of them; where the Morgendorffers don’t always seem to like each other that much; where Jake Morgendorffer mutters that he hopes all his military school peers died in ‘Nam; where the kids are taking bets on when their history teacher will have a heart attack.

This was the foundation of the show. This was the worldview that Daria’s pessimism was built for, and S1 had episodes like The Lab Brat, Road Worrier, and The Misery Chick, which are seen as the top eps by fans.

And that was in 1997! The original Daria also aired during a period of economic growth for the United States, while 2016 is a time of economic recovery many people aren’t feeling. Daria groused that college applications were about money and what clubs you’d been in, in 2016 kids like her are grousing that they’ll end up with hideous debt for the chance of a ‘good job’. The future hasn’t looked bright for a few years now.

In this kind of soil, black humor’s got to be blacker yet.

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anonymous asked:

Hi guys! :) I'm looking for some Sterek (or Sciles) where one or both of them are waiters or bartenders or similar, could you pls help find smth or link me somewhere? Thanks xx

HEY THERE ANON!

We stuck to mainly Sterek because that’s what we know best, but we also found like 3 Sciles fics that fit your ask…… Soooo they’re at the end (beneath the Read More). ENJOY

Bartender Derek:

Pour Me Another by Brokenwords

2,177  I  Shy Derek, Crack, Fluff

Teen and Up

If Stiles had been feeling a little less maudlin, he would have noticed the bartender right away. Because an ass like that with that body and a face to match? Yeah, that deserved to be noticed. As it was, he slouched his way up to the counter, plopped himself in a stool and waited until large fingers tapped the counter before mumbling, “Rum and coke”, without looking up. He was heartbroken okay? He was allowed to be rude and morose. It was in the rules or something.

sing a new song, Chiquitita by HalfFizzbin

2,742  I  Drinking Games, Drunk Makeouts, Fluff, ABBA

Teen and Up

Derek is scheduled to work a double shift at Hale or High Water on the night of his 30th birthday, which is an excellent encapsulation of how his life is going so far.

Darts of Pleasure (Locked if you’re not logged in) by wearing_tearing

6,672  I  Misunderstandings, AU-College, Fluff, Pining

Explicit

Stiles is naked.

He’s naked in a room that’s not his and in a bed that’s not his and there’s a hand lying flat against his lower stomach that’s most definitely one hundred percent absolutely not his.

Fall In Love In An Empty Bar by iamthelightening

9,840  I  College Student Stiles, Romance, AU-Human

Teen and Up

There’s a new bartender at Stiles’s favourite bar, and Stiles is Not Happy.

written like a melody spoken in love by Daecyan_Shikoba

27,571  I  2/2  I  Werewolves Are Known, Tattooed Stiles, Slow Build

Explicit

“Oh, it’s surly bartender with an attitude problem.” A familiar, smug voice declared several minutes later.

Derek looked over to the door and sighed heavily through his nose. “Oh, look, it’s the twenty-five-year-old prepubescent werewolf chow. I see you still haven’t managed a hint of stubble.”

The guy from the day before grinned and came the rest of the way into the bar. “Aww, you remembered! I’m flattered, really. Also, fuck you, I shaved this morning.”

Alcohol is the Anesthesia by Which We Endure by mintkov

30,500  I  11/11  I  High School Stiles, Drunk Stiles, AU-Slightly Dark

Mature

WARNING: Also tagged for Suicide Attempt

‘Derek.’ Derek’s hand meets his and shakes it firmly.


'Nice hands.’ Stiles says.

Bright Eyes (Locked if you’re not logged in) by wearing_tearing

81,753  I  8/8  I  Drag Queens, Crossdressing, Fluff and Angst, Panties

Explicit

When Stiles told him he was a cabaret performer he certainly wasn’t expecting this, and now Derek doesn’t know what to do with himself.

Because Stiles is a drag queen and about the hottest person Derek has ever seen in his life.

Or; the one where Stiles is a drag queen cabaret performer and Derek somehow ends up being his makeup artist executive assistant.

Bartender Stiles:

Dial-a-Ditch (Series) by PsychicPineapple

5,215  I  2 Works  I  Jackson Whittemore, Bad Dates

Teen/Explicit

Derek is on the date from hell, and Stiles might be his salvation.

**

He was smiling genially, and it widened into a friendly grin as he approached Stiles, revealing two oversized font teeth that were adorably out of place on such a classically handsome face.

Stiles couldn’t help but grin back. ‘Hey man, what can I getcha?’

‘Help me,’ the man gritted out through his smile.

Pretty Melody by thepsychicclam

30,501  I  Artist Stiles, Canon Divergent, Angst, Future Fic

Explicit

Stiles hasn’t seen Derek in six years, so when he shows up at the bar where Stiles works, claiming to be some indie rock star, Stiles can’t believe it. Stiles has even more trouble believing that he and Derek are about to have a one night stand.

Soon one night turns into two and three, and seeing Derek causes old wounds to open for Stiles. As Stiles reconnects with Derek, he finds himself painting things he’s been avoiding, and he thinks maybe he’ll finally start to heal.

What Stays and What Fades Away (you can’t choose) by standinginanicedress

39,114  I  A/B/O, Past MPreg, Angst, Sexual Harassment, Knotting

Explicit

The rules. Stiles knows them well. Has them drilled into his head, repeats them to alphas and betas that conveniently are too drunk to remember them on their own, hears Peter shout them out whenever a rule gets broken, reminding the entire bar that they exist and are (generally) enforced.

Number one – no eye contact.
Number two – no fucking eye contact.
Number three – keep away from the red line.
Number four – no touching.
Number five – if we don’t like it, don’t do it.

Waiter Derek:

Dinner Gone Wrong…Then Totally Right by twjosh

1,328  I  Blind Date, First Date, Date Gone Wrong

Teen and Up

Stiles lets Scott set him up on a blind date and things are going horrible but once their waiter appears things get much worse…

Acapella by Mega_tricks

2,053  I  Jackson the Asshole, Slow Build

Teen and Up

The fic is loosely based off of Karmin’s ‘Acapella’.
Jackson is a complete and utter douche, Stiles is a gangly gay who dates the asshole because his GBF (GIRL best friend) tells him to, And Derek is a bit of a knight in shining armour.

Hell on two feet and the Waiter by ElStark

2,055  I  Jock Stiles, AU-High School, Same Age

Teen and Up

Based on:

“you come to the restaurant I work at and choose me as your waiter every time just to annoy me and I can’t do anything in retribution or I’ll get fired” AU with sterek thank you!

Also Jock!Stiles and Derek is the same age as Stiles and Co.

I Feel So Close to You Right Now by redlyrium

4,117  I  AU-College

General Audiences

It’s late at night when Stiles spots the diner off of the side of the road, makes an illegal u-turn to actually get there, and does a horrible parking job right outside the front window.

Waiter Stiles:

untitled by thepsychicclam

2,325  I  Firefighter Derek

Teen and Up

stiles is a waiter at the diner down the street from the fire station, and fireman!derek comes in frequently for lunch.

Don’t Quit Your Day Job by writesstuff

2,738  I  Matchmaking, Alive Laura

Teen and Up

After a string of horribly thought out blind dates, Stiles and Derek kind of fall in love.

Or the one where all their friends are horrible at matchmaking. Even Erica, with her subliminal messaging on the bread sticks.

Past The Breakers by thepsychicclam

40,729  I  Getting Together, Naked Surfing, Misunderstandings

Explicit

Stiles and Scott get summer jobs at the exclusive Seawolf Beach Resort, and the last thing Stiles expects is to start taking surf lessons from the hot lifeguard.

I’ll Be Seeing You by thepsychicclam

81,489  I  10/10  I  Soldier Derek, WW2, Love Letters, Fluff and Angst

Explicit

In the summer of 1941, with the country on the brink of war, diner waiter Stiles meets Derek Hale, an army soldier just passing through Beacon Hills.

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THE CREASES Favourites Of 2015

We’re going to be posting some of our favourite tunes (& why) from the past year over the coming month leading up to Triple J’s Hottest 100. First up is Joe’s

Swim Deep - ‘To My Brother’ // I have a lot of respect for any band that can change their tune dramatically and still nail it 100% while maintaining their fan base, and Swim Deep is a great example of doing that. I was never really into their earlier music, but as soon as I heard this I was hooked on it and everything else from their sophomore album ‘Mothers’, which has really cemented them as one of the best acid-house/early 90s uk revivalists around at the moment. Fingers crossed for an Aus tour soon.

Palma Violets - ‘English Tongue’ // My 4am drunk anthem for the first half of 2015, my girlfriend hates this song for that reason.

The Charlatans - ‘Come Home Baby’ // I can’t even fathom being in a band as old as The Charlatans and still producing tracks as good as this one. It’s simple but beautiful and the chorus hits so hard. I’m a sucker for gospel backups too.

Oh Mercy - ‘Sandy’ // One of my absolute favourites of the year. Cannot beat the feeling on this track - I’m mildly embarrassed to admit that I’ve shed a few tears singing along to this one in the car. ‘Without You’ is a close second from the album also.

Dorsal Fins - ‘Monday Tuesday’ // Absolutely love these guys and this track among many others from ‘Mind Renovation’. Frustrates me on a daily basis that these guys aren’t one of the biggest bands in the country right now.

Justin Bieber - ‘What Do You Mean?’ // 2015 has undoubtedly been the year of the biebs for a lot of people including myself, and this track & new direction have really made me a fan of everything he’s (/his writers are) doing at the moment.

The Harpoons - ‘Ready For Your Love’ // Another Australian band who I absolutely adore and cannot figure out why they aren’t selling out shows around the world. This song is a masterpiece, it shows so much restraint and amazing craftsmanship that The Harpoons always nail so perfectly. Bec’s voice is without a doubt one of the most beautiful in the country/world too.

Chairlift - ‘Cha-Ching’ // I’ve had a huge crush on Caroline Polachek for as long as I can remember, and this song has rekindled my love for her and Chairlift by a hundred-fold. Another perfect pop song of 2015 with some of the best production I’ve heard in a long time, the bass in particular is mind-blowing.

The Lulu Raes - ‘Burnout’ // This song is incredible and gives me some major Supergrass vibes. It took me ages to find out who it was after hearing it numerous times on the J’s, and I definitely wouldn’t have guessed that it was a Sydney band behind it. Fantastic production and melodies throughout.

Flowertruck - ‘I Wanna Be With You’ // One of the most loveable bands in Australia right now and it shines completely throughout this track. I first saw them supporting Babaganouj in Brisbane earlier in the year, where there wasn’t a single song in the set I didn’t love (and for that reason made sure we played with them on our last tour!). Can’t wait to see what these guys do next, if I was a label I’d be jumping through hoops to sign them.

The Weeknd - ‘I Can’t Feel My Face’ // Another guilty pleasure/drunk anthem of mine for 2015. Amazingly catchy melodies and vocals.

City Calm Down - ‘Rabbit Run’ & ‘Son’  // I can’t decide which CCD track is my favourite so I’ve included both of these. Jack has one of the most refreshing, wide-ranging and powerful voices I’ve come across in a while and it really shines on both of these tracks. Instrumentally these songs are flawless too. Can’t wait for the album tour in April.

Swim Deep - ‘Namaste’ // Another favourite from their sophomore ‘Mothers’. Everything about this track is catchy and creative. I especially love how the verse enters.

Communions - ‘Forget It’s A Dream’ // Standout track from Denmark band Communion’s 2015 EP. Very reminiscent of shoegaze giants RIDE (Leave It All Behind) & Chapterhouse (Falling Down) but fantastic nonetheless. Like with every band from Denmark, they’re all incredibly good looking as well ;) .

Public Access Tv - ‘Petti Peru’ // One of the best NYC guitar-based bands around who are continuously following up each great track with an even better one. This is my new favourite of theirs but will undoubtedly be replaced with whatever they release next. These guys will be huge so be sure to keep an eye on them if you are unfamiliar.

Peace - ‘Lost On Me’ // One of the standouts from their follow-up album ‘Happy People’, this song is some of their best pop yet. Special mention to my favourite album track ‘World Pleasure’ which I sadly can’t include as it was released late 2014.

Tame Impala - ‘Yes I’m Changing’ // Not much I can say about this song and Currents that you don’t already know. It’s incredible and my favourite release from Kevin so far.

Wolf Alice - ‘Giant Peach’ // I actually thought this was a new one from Vancouver band The Courtneys when I first heard it on the radio, so it took me a while to realise it was Wolf Alice, as I’d originally heard them when they were a folk act a while back. Nonetheless this track and their debut is amazing, it’s clear why they are one of the biggest bands in the world right now. 

Jamie XX - ‘Loud Places’ // Another anthem of the year. Best part of this song is clearly the Idris Muhammad sample in the chorus but Jamie’s production, arrangement and Romy’s vocals definitely have made it shine.

fork and knife: sebi's birthday

“There he is,” Chris grins, leaning closer to the screen.

Across the world, Seb smiles back and replies, “Hi. Thank you for the flowers, you’re gayer than I give you credit for sometimes.”

Chris laughs and flushes a little, then self consciously rubs at his face.

“Flowers are nice!” He manages, making Seb laugh.  Seb, damn him, is fully smitten, despite having to red face it through a flower delivery at 8′o clock this morning. “Happy birthday, doll.”

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whoops, my hand slipped.

sequel to this JeanMarco Disneyland AU thing…. because people asked and i felt like it.

((it’s just a short one… but i am contemplating another certain thing to do with this au… so yeah…. we’ll see what happens…also, according to my research, this would never happen in the actual disneyworld. but creative licence and all that))

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Grim Adventures Chapter 2

It’s Friday the Thirteenth and Michael doesn’t think he’s ever been this high in his life. He could see stars on the ceiling. He was chilling with a newly deceased drug dealer when he got a text from up there telling him to finish up with this one and to go collect a fresh one from Sydney, Australia. He replies “ok” and got up. 

“Ah fuck, dude, we gotta go.” He stretches his long arms and finishes off the slightly warm beer in his hand.

“Shit man, already? You know, I’m gonna miss this place. It was shit but there were some highlights. Do you think I could visit you sometimes?” 

He tries not to role his eyes. He hates when they get sentimental. 

“Maybe. I don’t think so.” Michael doesn’t think he heard him. The man stays still on the couch for a few more seconds, looking up at the ceiling, then lets out a long sigh. Finally, he stumbles up. 

“Are there hot chicks in hell?”

Michael’s already out the door, coat half on. “The hottest.”

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