ah okay i apologize

[okay listen this fake ah crew jeremwood fic has become the self-indulgent cliched tropey silly fun fic of my dreams here look]

Despite how well everything’s been going so far—for a given value of well, if well involves tripping over Jeremy’s polished shoes every fifteen seconds as they search the back rooms, or earlier during the gala when Ryan got startled and in a terrifying moment of blind reflex nearly embedded an hors d'oeuvre utensil into the throat of a poor, awkward, terrified bureaucrat like some kind of horrifying impromptu tracheotomy—

Despite that, Ryan is beginning to think that their luck may have run out.

“Jeremy,” he says, muscles coiled tight like he’s ready to run or fight or—or stay still, apparently, which is what he’s currently doing, because Jeremy won’t step away from the computer where the drive is flashing as it gradually copies and stores the information.

“It just needs another minute.”

“We don’t have a minute,” Ryan says. He presses an ear against the door and shuts his eyes, tense, waiting, mapping out a dozen escape routes in his head. “We have maybe thirty seconds. Does that work?”

“Look, the thing—it says it needs fifty-three seconds, okay, do you want me to argue with the computer?”

“Well, yeah, that’s what Gavin does!” 

“He—okay, wait, no? He definitely doesn’t just argue with the computer, what the hell, what exactly do you think Gavin does when he’s—” Jeremy cuts himself off, goes still and quiet when heavy footsteps start approaching from down the hall. 

“Alright,” Ryan murmurs, shifting to move into a better position to intercept the guy when he comes through the door. “I’ll try to take him down quietly and maybe we won’t, uh, no, what are you doing,” he says, bewildered, when Jeremy vaults himself over the desk neatly and starts moving in Ryan’s direction.

“I saw this in a movie once,” Jeremy says seriously, and then he’s grabbing Ryan by the lapels of his ill-fitting suit and hauling him down to kiss him.

Fully. On the mouth. With tongue. It’s a little dirty.

Ryan wants to say he plays it cool.




[Ah hello, it has been a very long time! I am very sorry for not posting as much. Ah, but I had some time while I am out of town to make something small for Valentine’s day! Ah though it is very late… I hope this is okay? I apologize for it being a little messy also… (ヾ; ̄▽ ̄)ヾ]

Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto ©

Happy Valentine’s Day♡

anonymous asked:

I know requests are closed but damn you gotta write something about that. I hope you feel inspired.

So I accidentally deleted a request regarding the events that took place on July 6, 2014, or what I like to call Pussygate ‘14, that said something along the lines of reader being Harry’s girlfriend and getting upset about the whole thing, so I’m just gonna tack it onto this and it’ll hopefully encompass all the feels generated by what happened on that fateful day.

Also it’s really late so I’m going to leave this un-proofread until tomorrow, if you find horrible typos I apologize. Ah, okay enough of my rambling here you go, enjoy :)

The news broke when you were out with Lou and a couple of other girls from the crew that you’d bonded with while on tour with Harry, halfway through a light dinner while your boyfriend and the rest of One Direction prepared for their set to start within the hour.  It began with a flurry of sudden Twitter notifications on your phone, something you weren’t particularly unused to being Harry’s girlfriend, and you ignored them at first to avoid being rude to your friends. It soon became too much, though, and you checked your phone just to figure out what it was, and within reading a couple of tweets you’d paused in the middle of your sentence, fork frozen halfway to your mouth.

“What the…” Lou asked you what happened, a concerned look in her eye, but you couldn’t say anything, literally could not form words. Instead you push your phone into her face, sitting still and shocked while she soon figures it out, along with the other girls peeking over her shoulder.

“Oh….my God!” Lou exclaims,  laughter bubbling up in her throat as she turns her wide eyes to you. “What was he thinking?!” You shake your head, watching your dinner companions began to dissolve into laughter.

"Oh….oh, sweetie, I’m so sorry,” Angela, a tall brunette that works on the boys’ fashion team, tries to give you an apology through her giggles. “I don’t mean to laugh but…”

“It’s just so ridiculous! Harry is so damn ridiculous!” Lou blurts out before officially giving herself over to her amusement, and soon you’re trying very hard to laugh as convincingly as possible along with them.

It’s not that you don’t see the humor in it, you do, especially when Angela finds the trending topics and starts to read some of the best jokes the fans have made, and some of them even make you genuinely chuckle. No, you don’t fail to see why your friends and half the world are laughing at the situation; it’s that you can’t get the image of Harry staring at that woman’s naked body. It’s that apparently the picture was far enough on her page that Harry would have had to have been sifting very thoroughly through her explicit tweets to get to it. It’s that, although you aren’t naive and you would never begrudge him a look at some porn and a wank when he’s been on the road and away from you for weeks, he’s been too tired for anything more than cuddles for over a week and now you can’t shake the terrible and nauseating feeling that Harry’s desire for you is waning.

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Kai : I Want To Know You [Scenario; Request]

“Ah! Damn it!” You cursed softly in English as you had fallen to the ground. A soft grunt came from opposite you but it didn’t cross your mind when you realized that your sketchbook was now splattered on the floor, pages of your drawings on the ground. You hissed softly as you hurriedly tried to reach for it and the person who had bumped into you, felt really bad as he should’ve watch where he was walking.

“S-Sorry!” He apologized in Korean quickly, earning a confused look from you when you glanced at him as you collected the papers. You furrowed your eyebrows as you tried to make up what he said and you let out a soft ‘Ah’ when you noticed that he apologized. “I-It’s okay.” You merely pronounced it right, but Kai understood that when you had replied him in Korean.

She’s so cute, he thought carefully, eyes locked on you when you were busy collecting your papers on the ground to shove them in your sketchbook. The way your slightly brown locks fell in front of your face that you wanted to push back but his hand shot towards your face swiftly, his fingers brushing against your skin as he tucked strands of your hair behind your ear. Your eyes popped open, gulping as you flickered your eyes to him where he smiled at you delicately – as if he was this angel that fell from heaven.

What exaggerated his heavenly presence was the lamp post that was shining down on him right now on this quiet night.

“Here.” He held a hand out and you couldn’t understand what he meant. When you saw him pointing at his hand with his eyes, you let out a sound of understandment, reaching out to hold onto his hand where he tugged you up until you stood on your feet. You didn’t know what to say when he let out a soft ‘aish’ as he bent down to pat your thighs that were now dusty considering you were wearing jeans.

“It’s okay.” You said in Korean, once again, reeling him in with your cute-like accent you possessed when you pronounced the Korean words. Indeed, he knew you weren’t a local you definitely had slight problems with the language. You were actually just a graphic designing major that decided to come to Korea to further your studies.

Without learning the language, don’t ask why you were such a genius to make a sudden decision.

“Do you want to get coffee with me?” He asked in Korean, your eyes growing wide, lips parting as you didn’t know what to say. You gulped and scratched your head adorably to his eyes; definitely making his heart flutter when he could see how gorgeous you were even though you had this look of confusion on your face.

It made him want to get to know you even more despite the language barrier between the two of you.

“Coffee?” He pronounced in Korean, slower this time and you caught on as it sounded similar to the word ‘coffee’ in English. “Oh! Coffee?” You asked in English and he gave a huge grin with a vigorous nod. He reached over for your things, your sketchbook and your pencils that were on it along with an eraser as he paced in front of you to walk ahead of you as he led the way. You, of course, stood there stunned as your eyes locked on him. He realized you weren’t following him that he looked over his shoulder when he had stopped walking to smile at you.

Jesus, you thought. He’s handsome.

“Hurry.” He chuckled at you and you let out a soft ‘oh!’ before you paced after him. You then realized that he told you to hurry up in Korean. Definitely, you were going to remember a thing or two.

“I didn’t know what you like so I ordered you a latte.” He spoke really quick in Korean where he left you gaping at him. You licked your lips nervously and he slapped his own forehead when he remembered that you weren’t really good with the language yet. “Uh… I, coffee, choose… for you?” He tried speaking in English and you swore that was the cutest thing ever.

You erupted a laugh with a hand covering your mouth but it didn’t work when you let it move away, allowing Kai to see how gorgeous your smile was as you laughed heartily.

And I thought she couldn’t get more beautiful, he thought with a sigh.

You then proceeded to give a nod as you understood what he said a little, “Sorry, I got carried away.” You spoke in Korean and that made him let out a soft ‘oh?’ as he looked at you. You simply lifted up the dictionary in between your hands, a Korean to English translator to be exact. Kai extended an arm to reach for it, “May I?” He asked in Korean and you gave a nod, thinking he’d just want to borrow it and he gave you a small smile when he held the book in his hands as he leaned back.

He seemed to get busy when he took out a piece of paper and a pen, jotting down something but you couldn’t see. This is where you took the time to analyze his features because the lighting here was much better. You could see that he had slightly pouty lips – kissable, you thought as you stared at him with your fingers enclosed around the paper cup. His hair was ruffled but he looked perfect nevertheless. He had ceases on his forehead as he was flipping through the pages as if he was studying for an important exam that it made you giggle.

His eyes flickered up to look at you with a grin, “What’s so funny?” He asked in Korean, making you shrug your shoulders as you locked gazes with him. He shook his head with a small laugh, wanting to stare at you longer but he knew he had to finish writing what he needed when he kept glancing at the watch.

Ah, he needs to be somewhere… Your heart told you sadly.

“Sorry but I need to go now.” He frowned at you as he spoke in Korean, whereas you frowned back when you didn’t understand. “I, go, now. So sorry…” He spoke in English, making you nod your head with an understanding smile. “But, this, you, keep.” Kai pointed at the paper when he said ‘this’ and he pointed at you when he said ‘you’ and placed the paper on your hand, making you fist the paper when he said ‘keep’.

Somehow, you just nodded once as if you were hypnotized. With that, Kai hurriedly got up and bowed as he reached to throw the paper cup away before he dashed out of the café. Before you could even try to read what he had written, you got the shock of your life when he appeared beside you again as he ran back in. He was panting but he lifted your chin up where he dipped down to plant a peck on your lips before he heated up like a tomato – he was blushing deeply. “G-Goodbye.” He managed to mutter in English before he really left this time, making your heart swoon as you sighed at his figure leaving. He past by the café and through the window, he waved at you cutely before he laughed at himself, hurrying to get to where he had to be.

Your eyes gazed down to the piece of paper where he had written in English the best way he could.

‘I think you’re really beautiful, and I’d like to get to know you more. Maybe I could help you with your Korean and you can help me with English – because I don’t care about the language we speak in… I want to get to know you.

Call me, xxx-xxx-xxxx.’

31 - Sorry for apologizing you into trouble
Kaijou Side

Audio Clip - Shouri E no Kiseki (Miracles Towards Victory), Kaijou Side (3rd morning) - 31 - Sorry for apologizing you into trouble! (Kise, Sakurai, Kasamatsu)

Kise runs into Sakurai on the rooftop courts, and a misunderstanding ensues that results in trouble for Kise when Kasamatsu thinks he’s bullying Sakurai.  

(Missed previous translations/audio clips?  Here’s the masterlist.)

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Take My Hand [Happy Birthday Kuroko Tetsuya]

Take My Hand

He was supposed to accept the love confession from his beloved one. But, out of guilt, he embraced the guy who saved him from a car crash. That guy did not need to know that he never loved him from the start.

Akashi/Kuroko, Kuroko/Akashi(?), Aomine/Kuroko

11k+ words

Rate T

Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Romance

warning: super long oneshot, OOCness may ensue


There are things that too good to be true;

And sometimes,

Those too good things became true,

When we are the least expecting it.


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Iced White Mocha

Originally posted by bunminsook

Title: Iced White Mocha

Pairing: Jaebum (JB) x You

Synopsis: You knew starting a new job at this new coffee shop was a bad idea when you found out they didn’t have any Keurig machines to make the coffee with. And on top of that, why is that hot customer staring at you fail in life?

A/N: I REACHED 700 FOLLOWERS! I’M SCREAMING! THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU GUYS! SO SURPRISE TO THIS NEW LITTLE SCENARIO! This is gonna be a mini-series by the way! I’m excited for this. I’M STILL WORKING ON GOLDEN! I just wanted to write a quick little something to say THANK YOU! I honestly love you all and I really don’t deserve the love you guys show me! I really hope you enjoy this drabble thing? If you guys like it, I’ll write multiple parts like an ongoing series almost. If not then I’ll trash that idea. Anyways, enjoy <3 WAIT! ALSO THANKS TO THE ANON WHO GAVE ME THIS IDEA! :)

         “And that’s the basics of mochas, you got it, newbie?” Your new coworker, Min, said in a disinterested tone as she smacked loudly on her gum.

         “Uh…” You looked at her perfectly made cup of mocha and then back at her. “If I need help-“

         “Honestly, it’s just coffee. You’ll be fine,” She rolled her eyes as she walked off to go on her break. You could faintly hear her mumbling under her breath about always getting stuck training the new people. It was your fifth day on the job and honestly, you had no idea that being a barista would be such hard work. When your dad mentioned that the local coffee shop down the street was hiring, you jumped at the opportunity to apply. You thought since you knew how to work the Keurig coffee maker at your house then you could certainly make coffee and other related drinks at a coffee shop. Plus, they had a nice weekly pay that could help you save up to move out from your parents’ house. How hard could it be, right? Boy, were you wrong. You should’ve known this was a bad idea when instead being interviewed by the owner of the shop, another barista interviewed you instead and he was just interested in knowing what brand of BB cream you used that made your skin look flawless. Once you told him, he immediately hired you.

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