and having fun and there being no awkward moments

Zach x Reader: “Say You Won’t Let Go” (Prologue)

“Some people just sneak up on you and the next thing you know you’re wondering how you lived without them.”

I met you in the dark, you lit me up
You made me feel as though I was enough

It was a normal Friday night, in a normal party and of course Zach was tipsy. Zach looked around the dining room and everything seemed to go in a slow motion. The dancing bodies, the laughter, the distant chatters wherein everyone was talking too much and not listening enough: it was all too much for Zach. He pushed himself off the wall, quickly flashing an apologetic smile to the girls hanging around him, and started his march upstairs, barely giving another distant Jessica a glance as he pushed his way into a random room; away from the circus they called a party downstairs.

He dragged a chair towards the window overlooking the suburban neighbourhood it was in. Zach stared at the solo red cup in his hands and his face crumpled in disappointment as he threw the useless drink outside with too much force necessary and watched as it spilled and tumbled on the street. Zach didn’t want to be tipsy, he wanted to be drunk. He wanted to be drunk enough to forget his problems, to forget his sins, to forget that he caused a girl her life because he was an insecure and emotional asshole who is used to getting everything he wants. He scoffed, placing his face in his arms; it was all too fucking useless for Zach. Him being sorry would not take everything back, it would not heal everything he fucking destroyed and it will never bring Hannah back. Hannah is dead and it will forever be in his shoulders.

He was so confused, what should he do? What can he do? Is there any redemption in … murder? Zach shivered in this realization. It was murder, he murdered Hannah Baker: that was the silent, bitter truth.

Suddenly the door slammed wide open and a familiar stranger stumbled into the room. “Holy shit – I’m sorry – shit you’re Zach, I am so sorry! I didn’t—I wasn’t – “He watched as you tried to blabber your way out of the awkward situation the both of you were currently in. He watched as a piece of your hair fell on your face as you stubbornly tried to place it behind your ear in your drunken haze, the way your hands gestured too much as if to prove your point, the way your lips twitched every once in a while, and the pleading in your beautiful eyes as you explained yourself over and over again to Zach.

“Hey, hey,” Zach cut her off and tried to smile.”It’s fine.”

Your face fell, what’s up with him? You knew him, of course you knew him, who wouldn’t know the great Zach Dempsey, he was high school royalty. With his previous group into pieces, Alex’s suicide attempt, Justin’s sudden disappearance and Bryce’s transfer, he was the king of their school but in that moment you realized that sometimes being at the top can be lonely even for a king.

“Are you … are you okay?” You straightened up when you saw him look at you but he just chuckled, still staring at his hands as if it wasn’t his own.

“It’s that obvious, huh?” he asked, glancing at you.

“Well,” If you weren’t so drunk you would’ve known that this was the first time you have actually talked to him throughout your whole high school life even if you have at least five classes together every day. “This party is for your win this season and … um, for someone who was supposed to be the guest of honour you don’t seem very thrilled.”

Zach suddenly sat straighter, his walls automatically wrapping around his cold, dead heart, afraid of what you might know if you get too close, figuratively and literally. “Well, aren’t you observant.” He mumbled to himself but he immediately realized the small poison in his words when he saw your friendly aura fall. “Sorry, I’m … I’m not usually an ass.”

“It’s fine,” You tried to console him. You knew, from the way he handled himself, he was not in a very good place right now. With the awkward silence that followed you could almost hear the slow song playing below.

Zach decided to end that. “Wanna dance?”


Zach chuckled, standing up. This was his party; he might as well have fun with a pretty stranger. “You can’t say no to the guest of honour. It’s simple party etiquette.” He took two of your arms and placed it on his shoulders as he carefully placed his on your waist, making sure not to cross any lines. He’s crossed enough lines to last him a lifetime and he didn’t want to ruin this moment by being insensitive.

“I can’t dance.” You confessed already a blushing mess when you realized how close your face is to his and goddamn he was fine.

“We’re at a party,” he whispered, almost as if it was a little secret. He took one of your arms and slowly turned you around, wrapped his arms on your waist and dipped you a bit. You couldn’t help the squeal that left your mouth making Zach release a small laugh. He couldn’t believe he was actually having some fun trying to teach a drunk girl how to dance. “You are supposed to dance.”

He took your right arms in his, the difference of the size was remarkable, and placed it on his chest as you slowly swayed to the faint music on the background. You tried to study him, his careful movements, his barely-there freckle below his right eye, his strong jaw, and his tragically sad eyes. You wondered what broke this beautiful boy to make him so guarded from the world but somehow managed to crack himself open to a stranger.

It’s when people started opening up to strangers rather than their friends that you will know they’ve hit rock bottom.

He smirked and gave you a twirl again; probably realizing you were seeing too much. You decided to stop making him uncomfortable and decided just to enjoy the moment that you know will end the moment you will walk out of this room. When you return to becoming a nobody and he will turn back into being Zach Dempsey.

Zach realized that too and if he wasn’t so broken already he would’ve felt sad. For now, he was just thankful that he was given this sliver of happiness and tranquillity in the mess that was his life.

Your safe haven was disturbed by the ringing on Zach’s phone. Zach sighed, letting go of you, ignoring the pang in his chest as he took his phone from his pockets. “It’s my mom.” He said, looking at you.

“I’ll give you some peace and quiet then.”

He looked at you as you stood there for a moment, waiting for his response but when he said nothing to stop you, you opened the door you accidentally closed and started walking out.


Then you smiled over your shoulder,

For a minute I was stone cold sober.


“Wait.” You froze in your spot when his booming voice stopped you from disappearing from his view.

Zach could’ve sworn his heart stopped when the light from the hallway hit your face just right to make you look like a glowing angel.

An angel, Zach silently laughed, he didn’t deserve an angel.

“I’m Zach,” he winced when he realized you already knew his name and he literally just made a fool of himself in order to look nonchalant and cool. Typical Zach. “I mean, who are you – what’s your name?”

You could tell him, but you thought he was probably just trying to be nice. Plus, getting to know him would be tricky and might get you too attached to this broken yet beautiful boy who was living in a different world as you. This meeting was a mistake, you both knew that, that you weren’t meant to meet, fate did not plan the two of you to cross paths. You were supposed to be just two strangers that would be too familiar but also too hazy to be someone important. But somehow in a shitty party in the dark, wherein everything was too much but not enough you have become a source of safety for the other even for just the night.

You smiled sadly, deciding being strangers would be the road with less resistance.

“I’ll see you around, big guy.” You chuckled, slowly closing the door. “Tonight was wonderful.”


Shoutout to @jazminblake for the request love you xxx

About Last Night

They shouldn’t have slept together. But they did. Now for the aftermath.

Also on AO3/FF.NET 

unbeta’d. All mistakes my own…


A prompt from @distant-rose: best friends secretly pining plus locked in a closet by other frustrated, impatient and exasperated friends. A baby ficlet dedicated to @nickillian

Emma Swan: expert at running away from shit. That’s what her obituary would say.

And by shit it would mean anything remotely resembling a situation where her emotions would be exposed and she would get hurt. Which was why she was currently hiding in Mary Margaret Nolan’s den.

“I’m failing to see the problem,” the brunette mused over a steaming cup of tea.

“Ms - I slept with Killian.”

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It’s equal parts frustrating and wonderful that the Counselors in the Friday the 13th game have very little established personality, because while on the one hand it means nobody sees them quite the same… on the other it gives you free reign to develop fun, quirky details about them. And somehow, perhaps because I play Deborah almost exclusively and it’s something both myself and my sister have used when being camp counselors in real life… I can’t help seeing Deborah deliberately giving people the wrong middle name to get their attention. The more ridiculous the name, the more frustrated she may be, or the more she wants their attention. And sometimes it may be a very awkward attempt to flirt, who knows.

It does bring a lovely picture to mind of her wearing Pamela’s sweater and scolding him with a fake middle name too! (Who knows, it might work for a moment even!)

As for the blushy picture… well I just couldn’t help myself. XD Not sure if the cute blond guy she’s swooning over is Chad or maybe even Tommy (he IS sort of an ash blond in the movie, after all!) I can kinda see either or even both; Chad’s cute even if he’s about as smart as a rock, and Tommy’s not too hard on the eyes either, plus he’s canonically quite good at tech things like repairing machines. They can bond while repairing the phone, maybe!


I auditioned for the role and went through the call all back. I then had a chemistry read with Allison Scagliotti and our chemistry was really great and we vibed pretty hard with each other, so they brought me on for the season!  

I have one scene where I get to meet the team. It’s a little awkward because of all the drama going on in their own circle, so it was fun to work with everyone. 

I am so excited for fans to see the finale. I don’t want to do any spoilers, but Allison has this beautiful moment where she is being really artistic and serenading Amanda. I was crying the entire time, but of course we shot her coverage first, so when it came to my coverage I was all out of tears. But she’s [Allison] so talented and her band is so good and getting to have her sing directly to me was so beautiful and I can’t wait to see that come across on camera.

The Perfect Family//Part 8

A/N: So excited to continue this series it’s a personal favorite. Thank you for all your requests for this, and kind words. 

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Spencer watched as you paced back and forth in the living room he was unable to keep his eyes off of you. “Hey, it’s going to be fine.” 

You looked into the mirror adjusting your dress, “You look great” Spencer said trying to put your mind at ease. You gave him a small smile he had been nothing but a gentlemen, always making you comfortable, getting any last minute goodies you asked for. Giving into every single one of your requests, somehow making it to every single doctors appointment you’d had, and baby classes. 

Tonight the team had invited you both a dinner at Rossi’s which was why you we’re so nervous. A side from small talk, or communicating for work you didn’t really talk to any of them. There was always a weird tension, which you could understand. You knew they we’re concerned, and just wanted the best for Spencer. 

The team didn’t know much about your relationship, especially not how it began. Which would probably just make things even weirder how do you explain that Spencer offered to be your sperm donor and then you lost the baby, then you hooked up, and got really pregnant and now you we’re together. It was weird to even think about it.

Spencer opened the door to the car, extending his hand to help you get you get out. You held on to Spencer’s hand as you walked up the Rossi’s door, before ringing the door bell Spencer looked at you, “Ready?” he said with a huge smile on his face. 

“Sure” you nodded and he rand the door bell. The door opened revealing Garcia’s bright smile, “Welcome, come in come in!” 

Rossi, Hotch and Morgan we’re all gathered in the kitchen, “All us girls are in the back, come on” Penelope said leading the way. As you walked closer you saw a big white table with different pastel colored balloons, the table was filled with bags and different wrapped boxes. 

“Surprise!” Penelope said excited, you could feel JJ and Emily’s eyes watching for your reaction. 

“Spence mentioned no one was throwing you a shower, so we decided to do a little something” JJ said as you sat down. 

“Wow, thank you guys, you didn’t have too” you said still in shock. 

“We wanted too, we love Spencer and we’re so happy to see him happy” Emily added. There was an awkward pause of silence, “So have you guys discussed names it must be hard not knowing the genders” Emily asked. 

“Yeah it seemed like a fun choice to make in the moment but sticking to it has been hard, names have been harder” 

“I wouldn’t have had the patience to wait nine months to know” JJ said as she took a sip of her drink. 

“Well we just care about them being healthy really” We it seemed like a strange thing to say around them. Suddenly there was an awkward moment of silence Penelope quickly picked up on it and started rambling about how amazing Rossi’s food was. 

While Garcia continued to ramble quickly going through different topics of conversation you could see JJ continuously chugging her glass of wine. 

“I need more wine” JJ said abruptly getting up and grabbing the empty bottle was in front of her. 

“She hates me doesn’t she” you said watching her as she stumbled into the house. Emily and Penelope both looked at each other, “No” they both said. 

“JJ and Spencer are very close, best friends really and he hadn’t told any of us about you. Which we understand if he wanted to keep it private but it’s been hard for her to wrap her head around” Emily tried to explain. 

“Yeah I mean one thing is him hiding he had a girlfriend but another is hiding he had a pregnant girlfriend, that’s a lot. But it’s not you, she wouldn’t hate you. None of us hate you, no one hates you. We don’t want you to feel like we hate you” Penelope was sincere. 

“Spencer should’ve said something but in his defense things happened quickly, kind of, so maybe it was the timing.” Or maybe it was you. 

JJ came back with two bottle of wine, “I don’t think Rossi will notice these are gone” she said during her self another glass. “So what did I miss” she said looking at Penelope and Emily. 

“They we’re just reassuring me you didn’t hate me” 

“Why would you think I hate you” You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol but JJ sounded incredibly annoyed. 

“It just feel weird and–” you tried to explain but she immediately cut you off. 

“What’s weird is my best friend not telling he was a girlfriend, a pregnant girl friend, that’s pretty weird” JJ said chugging the glass of wine she had just poured. 

You flinched at the comment, trying to hide the fact that you had obviously been hurt. While trying to decide if you should stay or leave Spencer walked out the house followed by Morgan, Hotch and Rossi. 

You could easily say you didn’t feel well and Spencer would instantly leave. But you wanted him to stay with his friends, this was more for him than for you and that was clear. “Hey” you said grabbing Spencer’s hand, “I’m really tired, I think I’m going to head home.” 

“What, are you okay? We can go if you like” Spencer quickly suggested. 

“No, no you should stay have fun. Cassie is coming to pick me up, I just need to rest” you said trying to sound as convincing as possible. 

“Are you okay?” Spencer was serious this time, his eyes full of concern. 

“Yes, all three of us are just fine.” 

Cassie insisted on keeping you company but all you really wanted was to be alone. You stripped down to your underwear and put on a shirt that barely fit you. With the TV on as background noise, you laid on the couch going over what JJ had said. So much for her not hating you. 

Once you had finally managed to doze off, you heard the door open and quickly close. Spencer dropped his keys on the table, you heard his foot steps as they got closer. He leaned down placing a kiss on your forehead before sitting on the floor. 

“Emily and Penelope told me what JJ said” he waited giving you a chance to respond, but you really didn’t have anything to say. “I’m sorry, she shouldn’t have and it’s none of her business” 

“It is though, she’s your friend. They’re all your friends. It is their business and they’re just looking out for you.” At this point you we’re unable to contain your tears. For the first time you we’re suddenly unsure if this was really the right thing. 


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Holy Family Special!: Christmas With The Angels!

Hello~ I decided to write an special chapter for this Christmas! I hope you like it!

Supernatural and its characters don’t belong to me.

“So this house belonged to your grandpa” Gabe said.


“The one Luci killed.”

“Gabe, I didn’t revive you for this.”

“Right, it was an accident actually” he commented. “But just to be clear-

“Gabriel” Castiel cut him off.

I thanked Cass with a nod and he gave me a shy smile.

“Now,” I looked at Lucifer, who was sitting on a chair “you, move your ass and help me with the onions.”

“Me?” Lucifer put one hand on his chest and acted innocent.

“Yes, you!”

“Why not Cass? I know he’ll love to.”

“Because he didn’t try to kill me, now move.”

“I actually want to help” Cass spoke quietly.

“Okay” I sighed and smiled a bit. “Gabe.”

“Yeah, babe?”

“Can you look after Mike? He’s been sleeping a lot since he got out of the cage and lost a lot of power…”

“Sure.” Gabe winked at me and left the kitchen.

“Why didn’t take me out of the cage too?” Lucifer asked and I hid a smile.

I could have heard a bit of jealousy in his voice.

“Because you always manage to get out by yourself, honey” I smirked and he pointed at me.

I started making dinner with Cass’ help. I laughed a bit at Castiel innocent comments and hummed some Christmas songs while we stayed in silence.

“This is boring” Luci finally spoke.

“Then go watch Tv with Balthy”

“You know what would be great? Having our powers back!” He stood up behind Castiel and I.

“Not in this house!”

“Then I leave!”

“You can’t” I sang. “If you’re so bored, then help us.”


Five seconds later


“Y/N, I’m bored…”

“Cass, can you pass me the oil?”

“Of course.”

“Y/N, pay attention to me.”

“You’ve sauce in your coat, let me clean it.”

“Y/N, listen to me. I’m bored.”

“I heard you, Luci.”

“Then play with me… Y/N… Y/N! Look what I did with the glasses! Hey! It’s a tower! A fucking tower I ’ll break if you don’t look at me now! …….. Y/N!”

“Oh my Dad!” I exhaled “Now I know why you were kicked from Heaven! ‘Daddy, I’m bored!’” I imitated him. “'Daddy, pat attention to me’, ‘Daddy, you wanna play a game?’ ‘Daddy!!!’”

“…I don’t speak like that” Lucifer murmured.

“You do.”

“And what about you?” Lucifer said. “'I’m a good girl, I can change the world and save everybody.’” he talked girly. “'Dad is the best dad of the world!’, ‘he’s very handsome! No more than Lucifer, but…’”

“I’ve never said that!” I turned to see him and he was smirking at me.

“Now you’re paying me attention!” He got close. “You know all this is stupid, right? It’s a fucking joke! If we had had our powers, we would have killed each other! We are not this kind of-

“Of what?” I asked. “Family? Well, sir, I don’t think so! Even if we’re different, all of us, we ARE family! And old and wise man said Family don’t end with blood! He’s right! We’re a dysfunctional and weird family! And you like it or not, this is my way of getting on well; having dinner together, a beautiful and bright Christmas dinner!” I looked at Castiel, who was watching me in silence. “Sorry… I know we’re not exactly a happy family; we all had our moments… Lucifer tried to kill me… First time I met Gabe he threw me a shark…”

“I tried to kill you… twice” Balthazar spoke from the frame door of the living room.

“That too” I said sarcastically. “But… I really want-

“Mike is awake!” Gabe announced while he and Michael entered in the kitchen.

Michael walked to Lucifer and punched him right in his face. Everybody let out an “Ouh!”, and more than one was smiling.

“Michael!” I stopped him and took his face between my hands. “Calm down.”

“Hey” he finally said.

“Hi” I smiled and Michael hugged me. “O-Okay, this is nice. Now, go to the dining room, I’ll be here… And please don’t kill each other…”

“We can’t promise anything” Balthazar left with the other while I started mashing the potatoes.

I realized I forgot the milk so I turned to the fridge. However, someone grabbed my arm and handed me the milk. I looked up with a smile thinking that it was Cass, but I found Lucifer’s eyes.

“Thanks” I said hesitantly. “Are you playing soft now we’re alone?”

“Why did you revive Gabriel?” he avoided my question.

“Because…” I locked my eyes on the dish. “Because dad left and I felt lonely” I answered without looking at him. “And I don’t know… Gabe was really close to me.”

“You got me” he joked.

I didn’t respond; I just smiled a bit. Was he jealous? Or just curious? I really wondered what was going on in his mind. He never was the jealous type, he always annoyed me with questions and embarrassed me every time he could… especially when there were people around.

“What about Balthazar?” Lucifer snapped me to reality.

“I don’t know…”

“Why not Raphael?”

“I don’t know!” I finally looked at his motionless face.

“Zachariah? The others?”

“I don’t know why!” I realized he was trying to make me feel bad, and he succeeded. “I don’t know how to control my emotions, okay? I guess I have faith in you!”

“You have…faith in me?” he asked, almost whispered.

“Yes” I answered shyly.

“You little lamb, you shouldn’t” Lucifer smiled.

“Then why didn’t you kill me yet?” I asked. “Are you waiting my thirty third birthday?”

He laughed at my stupid joke and stayed silent for a moment. I could feel his eyes on me, watching every movement I did while his mind trying to find an answer to my question.

During dinner, I sat in the middle; Michael sat on the right chair and Lucifer on the left one. Cass, Gabe and Balthy sat opposite.

“Stop kicking me… Y/N, Lucifer is kicking me.”

“Balthazar, Lucifer is not kicking you.”

“Then who is?!”


“You’re a party pooper.”

“This turkey tastes funny.”

“Then don’t eat it, Luci.”

“I think it’s really good!”

“Awe, thanks, Cass!”

“Can I punch Lucifer again?”

“No, Mike.”

“You don’t understand!”


“The things he made me do in the cage!”

“Becoming friends wasn’t one of them…”

“I’m not kidding, Y/N!”

“Michael, calm down!”

“Yes, calm down, big bro!” Lucifer hugged me.

“Don’t touch her!” Everybody shouted.

“Wow” I said. “Guys, can we just have dinner, I promise I leave you alone! I just… I just wanted us to be together, having fun and… being happy at least for a moment…”

Nobody answered.

“The onions are fabulous, Cass” Gabe spoke and I smiled.

“Thanks!” Castiel looked at me proudly.

“Good boy” I muttered.

“I supervised” Lucifer joked.

“Yeah, you did!”

“I looked after Michael!”

“You poked at me until I woke up, Gabriel.”

“It wasn’t that bad.”

“You slapped my ass!”

“I would have done the same” Lucifer commented.

“Me too” I said.

“I guess me too” Cass added.


“You’d have done it too, Balthazar, don’t deny it.”


I laughed along Gabriel and the others joined us. We talked for a long time and after dessert we decided to watch TV.

“I heard there’s a Dr. Sexy, M.D marathon” Gabriel sat on an armchair and took the remote control.

I sat on the couch and rested my head on Castiel’s shoulder. I felt warm, like home… I didn’t even hear what Balthazar and Gabriel were talking about; I simply couldn’t stop feeling happy. I sighed and hugged Castiel’s waist.

“It wasn’t that bad, uh?” Castiel told me. I nodded. “The spell thing was a good idea.”


“We should’ve invited Dean and Sam.”

“Yes, they’re family, too.”

“Maybe next time.”

“I love you, guys” I yawned.

“We love you, too” Balthazar spoke sincerely and my heart melted.

“I guess we should get going” Gabe stood up.

“You can stay if you want to” I said.

“It’s okay, baby girl” Gabe kissed my forehead. “You should rest… after removing the spell, of course!”

“I removed it like six hours ago,” I said “the trick was on you, trickster.”

“You got me” he joked.

“I actually knew it” Lucifer sat next to me.

“Really?” I looked at him and he shrugged. “Then why did you stay?”


“Alright” Balthazar stood up too and walked to me. “Sweet dreams” he winked at me and disappeared.

“I should go too, in case Dean needs me.”

“Run to your boyfriend” Lucifer joked and I hit him on his shoulder.

“Good night, Cass.”

“Good night.”

Cass left and Michael just went to sleep. Good Lord, that guy was devastated after some time in the cage. I wondered how Lucifer…

“If you hurt her, I’ll kill you.”

“I killed you once, Gabriel” Lucifer smirked. “Don’t threat me.”

“Call me if you need something” After kissing my cheek, Gabe vanished.

“We’re alone” Lucifer looked at me and I giggled.

“Aren’t you leaving?”

“Christmas isn’t over. Besides, I have nothing more interesting to do…”

“Would you like some cocoa?”

“Just if you pay attention to me now.”

“It’s a… deal?”

“Oh, dear, you shouldn’t make deals with the devil.”

“I’m not bidding my soul, Luci” I joked and he barely smirked. “Right…?” He didn’t answer. “Right? Lucifer, stop smiling!” He smile went bigger. “Luficer!”


“Stop smiling! You’re scaring me!”

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anonymous asked:

Everyone describes ENTPs as charming but I'm legit the most awkward person. With people I know, I guess i am interesting but i really want to come across as 'charming' to people i haven't spoken with before so i can befriend them quicker. but how????? luv ur blog by the way :)

Ok so this is exactly what I went through on my “transition” from INTP to ENTP (which, I will say, I don’t ACTUALLY think I was INTP, it’s just that middle school = really introverted me so I acted exactly like one), and it was rough. I was used to being really quiet and shy–I was made fun of for it a lot, actually–but one day I decided I’d had enough and opened up. And I was awkward as hell.
Basically, you just have to remind yourself of who you are. It helps me to say to myself “I’m an ENTP, I got this” in my awkward, shy-ish moments. It takes time to be comfortable with being upfront and outspoken with people, but it definitely can be done! You just gotta activate that Ne and get out there 😊

Come As You Are

Genre: Fluffy Smut

Summary: PJ and Chris have always wanted Phil and Dan to get along, well, mainly because they thought they’d be good friends. They’ve hated each other ever since they were first introduced to each other in elementary school. But when PJ gets drunk and thinks of a sick and twisted way of making them get along, a game of gay chicken ensues.

Warnings: Smut, swearing, begging, top!Phil/bottom!Dan, blowjobs, and alcohol mention/underage drinking

Word Count: 4.3K

A/N: This is literally the first smut fic I’ve ever written and it has to be about this pairing. Golly gosh. I’ve sinned, committed a crime, and I just need to lie down after writing all this.

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He takes his responsibilities seriously and JYP has mentioned that was one of the reasons why he felt like JB would fit into  a leadership position well. He is described by the members as being serious, and had a cold first impression. He is extremely loyal to people whom he becomes close to and his advice can often come across as scolding because he’s blunt with his words. 


Has this deep-in-thought look on his face most of the time and he likes to contemplate how he fits in with the rest of the world and what his purpose is. Yugyeom has mentioned how he’s the type of person to often say deep thoughts that leave people speechless. He’s very caring and is pretty reserved, having few close friends. 


Outgoing and friendly, the type of person who laughs at other people’s jokes and gives the mother vibe. He can be seen constantly supporting the other members upfront due to his dominant Fe, and often says things with consideration of how it may come across to others. Loves reminiscing about the past and all of the memories he’s accumulated. 

Youngjae- ENFP

He can easily be seen as an INFP, but people tend to forget that ENFPs are constantly mistaken as introverts because of the Ne/Fi combination. He is known for being extremely loud and playful, with a 4D sense of humor that people have a hard time grasping. He has sort of a random thought process that people find confusing. Fi comes from being really sensitive and gets personally offended when his morals are questioned. 

Yugyeom- ISFJ

Sweet with the typical Fe-smile. Known for being introverted but very understanding. Diligent and hardworking, helps the other members more with his actions behind-the-scenes rather than upfront. Also tends to talk about the past and about learning from his mistakes often. 

Mark- ISTP

Took the longest to type, but finally cracked him! Se comes from his sharp sense of his surroundings, which allows him to live in the moment and appreciate what life has to offer in the present rather than worrying about the future. His awkwardness comes from not knowing how to use his Se to express his Ti. Known for being logical and loving puzzles (mental challenges).

Jackson- ESFP

So freaking obvious, man. He’s literally friends with everyone, has the easiest time conversing with strangers or keeping the conversation going. Easygoing and warm-hearted with tons of love to give away. Just wants everyone to have a fun time which is why he is so comfortable on variety shows, because he knows exactly how to use his charm to his advantage. 

shimanami 14

No info on when chapter 15 is coming. According to Hibana’s site, next issue is the last issue of the magazine and it’ll have deets on what’s going to happen to each of the manga running in it atm.

Hey y’all this was a really good chapter so if you have like five dollars to spare you should buy a copy. Amazon Japan ships overseas iirc

spoilers under the cut

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Rounding out Star Wars Day

I know this is a horror blog, but I get a lot of Star Wars questions and I’ve been revisiting the franchise today. So I’m gonna do a nice post because I love being positive about movies and people (thankfully) tend to be mostly receptive toward that possibility. 

So it’s time to say some nice things about the prequels. Movie by movie, here are things in Episode I-III that I really enjoy.

Episode I: 

  • Duel of the fuckin’ Fates
  • Liam Neeson as Qui Gon Jinn. He sells a lot of nonsense and the role would’ve crumbled much worse under a lesser actor.
  • The pod race. I know, I know, but of all the tacked-on random things that happen in this movie, this one is actually visually exciting and pretty fun to watch.
  • That three-way lightsaber fight. It’s the thing everybody loves about this movie and that’s because it’s really, really well executed. 
  • Ray Park as Darth Maul. I know when this was coming out, we thought Maul was gonna be the new Darth Vader and he wound up being the new Boba Fett, basically. He didn’t get a ton to do, didn’t get many lines. But he embraced what Park is best at: physical acting. During that fight, Maul is a rabid fucking animal and it reveals everything we need to know about his character. The way he paces back and forth like a caged lion is goddamn excellent. 

Episode II: 

  • Anakin vs. the Sand People. I’ll be honest. Episode II is by far my least favorite movie in the franchise. But re-watching it, I think it’s great that this moment is almost set up like a superhero movie. Owen tells him that there’s no chance, that his mother is probably dead and he goes anyway. The force theme kicks in and it’s all set up to say, “OK, this is his hero moment.” And then there’s the bait-and-switch of having her die in his arms and saying “No, this is actually the moment that seals his fate.”
  • I don’t know why, but I kind of love the moment of Young Boba walking out onto the battlefield and picking up his father’s helmet with the decapitated head still inside. With how little we got to know about Boba in the original trilogy, it contextualizes a lot about his character to learn that he’s wearing his dead dad’s armor.
  • Ewan McGregor. Where would this movie be without him? Everything he has to do, he fucking commits. Other actors feel, let’s say a little wooden at times, but McGregor gives every scene his all.

Episode III: 

  • If Episode II is by far the worst of the prequels, Episode III is the best by a huge margin. There’s a lot to like in this movie, some of the bigger, cheesier moments aside.
  • The camraderie between Obi Wan and Anakin. Right from the beginning, the chemistry between them is legitimately great. Holy shit, where was any of this in the last movie? It’s fun, almost Lethal Weapon-esque, plus it does a lot to set up the tragic stuff to come. 
  • Ian McDiarmind. Like Ewan McGregor, he sells every scene that he’s in. Even when he’s overacting, he’s acting just enough.
  • “Execute Order 66.” One of the big, shining moments of the prequels. It’s a really well done sequence that believably showcases the stakes of the rise of the Empire. 
  • “This is how liberty dies, with thunderous applause.” Of the West Wing political drama that was shoehorned into the prequels since Episode I spent half its running time talking about trade deals, it was all done to build to this moment, and the moment was admittedly chilling. 
  • The battle on Mustafar. It’s a really well done fight scene, but the best part of it is that McGregor completely conveys the pain and embarassment that Obi Wan feels for not only losing his brother, his best friend and only real connection for the past ten years, but also for failing so deeply, in his own eyes, at training the boy. 
  • As much as we like to make fun of “NOOOOO” part of the reason we don’t need that whole sequence of Vader’s first steps is that we already have the perfect moment of the helmet being secured onto his head for the first time and hearing those first drawn-out slow breaths. It’s the perfect “becoming Darth Vader” moment. We didn’t need anything else. 
  • The last shot of Owen holding baby Luke, looking out over the sunset, semi-recreating that perfect shot from “A New Hope,” that really is a great place to end the prequels on. Especially because both Episodes I and II ended in pretty awkward places.

And that’s been a very special installment of “Say something nice about the prequels.” May the 4th and all that.

anonymous asked:

Can we get a scenario where Qrow is at the bar with his female s/o and they're talking casually until he brings up having kids completely forgetting she can't have then because of past injuries? Sorry if requests arnt open I love the Qrow one you did

The bar was loud, as expected of a weekend night. It was a cacophony of shouting drunks, laughing revelers, and friends come to catch up and get absolutely plastered together. The noise didn’t bother you so much, though. You were at your own private table, your boyfriend, Qrow, seated across from you. You had been here a couple of hours, not trying to get drunk, though Qrow seemed to be on his way.
He laughed, a faint  blush on his cheeks and a mostly empty glass of whisky in his hand. “So he kept- he kept teasin’ me for not knowin’ that uh, that the skirt wasn’t parta my uniform, but the jokes on ‘im. See, I noticed the second I walked onto campus that the men’s uniform included pants, I just thought my legs looked damn fine in that ‘kilt’.”
You joined him in his laughter, the alcohol only really giving you a slight buzz at this point “Oh, I’ll bet they did.”
“Mhm, I work hard to keep myself in shape, I feel like I did everyone a favor wearin’ that, specially durin’ our landing strategy.”
The mental image flashed through your mind and your grin widened “Wish I could have seen that.” You said.
Conversation for a moment as you both took a drink, not awkwardly, though, it was never awkward between the two of you. The lull lasted until you said, “Did you and Tai ever get along completely? Or have you always had this little rivalry?”
Qrow set his now empty glass on the table, the ice clinking softly. “I wouldn’t call it a ‘rivalry’, and he used to be cooler. I guess life jus’ happens, y’know, things changed. Ha, maybe becomin’ a dad just instantly took away some of is fun.”
“Oh come on, being a dad doesn’t instantly make you lame.”
“Maybe just some people. Just hope I can keep my cool if I become one.”
Something in your gut tightened at that “Oh? If you become a- if you become a dad, hm?”
He seemed to be staring into his empty glass now. “Yeah, it might be cool to have my own little tiny hunter running around. Our own tiny hunter, perhaps.” He gave you a lopsided grin, and you tried to return it, truly you did, but your hand instinctively went to your abdomen and the scars that ran across it.
Conversation lulled again, and you wanted to take back your previous thought about it never being awkward between the two of you. Qrow ordered another drink, and for a while he seemed to drunk to notice the slight tension lining your body now. Eventually, though, the silence cut through the noise around him, and he saw how you were slowly sipping your drink, how you seemed to have retreated into your own thoughts.  
“Y/n?” He prompted.
That seemed to startle you out of your trance some, and your eyes flickered to him.
“Y/n did I- did I say somethin’ wrong?”
You shook your head slowly. “No, uh, no it’s nothing. I’m just gonna go to the bathroom real quick.” With that, you stood and made your way to the door at the back of the room. It wasn’t till you had disappeared from sight that a memory tickled the back of his mind and his eyes widened in remembrance.
Ah shit.

You stared at your reflection in the mirror, the restroom blessedly empty save for a few stumbling ladies.
Your hand pressed against the scar tissue on your lower abdomen. Your father had told you how wonderful it was to have a child, that they were bundles of joy. You had always agreed, figuring you’d have one or two of your own someday. When your mother left for good, after already being absent most of your young life, you resolved to be better than her, to someday be not only a better huntress than her, a better person than her,  but a better mother as well. Any plans for that last goal had had a major wrench thrown in them six years ago.
Beowolves were the most common grimm type, usually the first grimm any hunter took down. It was easy, that only made the fact you had let one past your guard more embarrassing.
You were tired, there had been much more grimm to clear out than expected. Separated from the group, you were surrounded by the largest pack of beowolves you had ever seen. The worst part is you almost got out of there unscathed with just a sliver of aura left, you almost made it. Then, as you severed the head of what you thought was the last beowolf, one final wolf lunged from the tree line. You barely turned before it’s claws knocked you aside and you felt your aura shatter. You still tried to fight, you still raised your weapon and even got a few solid hits in, but you were tired. The grimm reared back and you could only stumble back a step as you felt a sharp pain and a tearing sensation as its claws left four gashes in your flesh. That step back saved you from being killed right then, but as you fell to your knees it seemed this was it.
Had it not been for another huntress stepping in and carrying you to safety, you wouldn’t have survived. As it was, though, those gashes left some deep internal harm. Three of them had been mostly healed, only leaving prominent scars on your skin, but the fourth had gone deeper. Long story short, it ruined any chance you had of having your own biological kids.
It didn’t bother you most of the time. Sure, it sucked and it hurt sometimes, but  you could still hunt, everything was mostly the same, you knew you could just adopt one day if you wanted. Something about what Qrow said bothered you though.
His own little hunter. Our own little hunter.
Did he mean he wanted his own child, one he helped make. If so you couldn’t give that to him. Had he forgotten? Maybe he was to drunk, maybe his wish to have a kid suppressed the memory of her telling him that story in his current state. You didn’t know if he was fine with adopting, you wished you had talked about it more. Though it didn’t bother you most of the time it was still a bit of a sore subject.
Splashing some water on your face, you figured you should head back. You didn’t want to worry him. As you opened the door though, you saw he wasn’t at your table. No, he was leaning against a nearby pillar, gaze cast downward in concentration. As soon as he heard the door open his eyes snapped up to meet yours, and they stayed on your face as you made your way to him.
“Qrow, why are you just standing here?”
He sighed “I uh, I realized my comment might have been a uh” he hiccupped “a bit insensitive. I- I wanted to make sure you weren’t, that you weren’t upset er anything.” There was still a blush on his cheeks, though now you thought it might have more to do with shame than drunkenness.
“Oh, Qrow.” You couldn’t help the soft smile on your face. He was so cute, even when drunk of his ass. “I know you didn’t mean it, it’s okay.”
“Still, I, I um,” He swallowed heavily and looked around. “Look, I don’t know if a bar is the best place to discuss this. I just, I don’t know if you want kids, it’s- it’s fine if ya don’t want ta adopt or anythin’, really I shouldn’t ‘ave said anything.”
You placed a hand on his arm, you weren’t used to seeing him stammer like this “Qrow really, it’s okay, I think we do need to have a talk, though. But, you’re probably right about a bar not bein the best spot, also we should wait till neither of us are buzzed.” You wrinkled you nose “Plus I would like to get away from the smell of these restrooms.”
You smiled at each other, and as you and Qrow waited for your cab, you felt a sense of peace wash over you.

VIXX on 'We Got Married'

If they were on We Got Married.

N – You would see Hakyeon pretty much the same as you see him on all shows: bright, smiling, and cordial. He’d talk a lot and enjoy doing the fun things that are set up by the staff. It would make for good television and be what everybody expects of him. But that’d be a performance of sorts. It would be behind the scenes where he would most be himself. He’d frequently check with the other participant to make sure she was okay with the direction things we’re going. If she was nervous he’d squeeze her hand under a table or something to show her support. Basically there would be the ‘N’ that he utilizes for TV appearances and the secret Hakyeon that doesn’t want his small acts of kindness and consideration to be aired. Not because he’s shy but because he’s a caring guy who keeps those kinds of things private.

Leo – Witness the great melting Leo! Not really thrilled with the idea of participating, he’d only do it under duress and threat of bodily injury by N. Or perhaps a lifetime supply of meat. Even though he’s getting more comfortable in front of the cameras, this would be a big setback for him. Especially in the beginning of the show he’d be very stiff and almost look like he was angry. He’s not, he’d just be miserable. The ‘wife’ would have to do a lot to set him at ease but even so he wouldn’t be that lovey-dovey. That kind of affection is for private and with someone he loves. Not for entertainment of the masses. And good lord if the producers wanted them to kiss or something like that he’d try to dig a hole to escape. He can do it for a performance on stage but not this kind of pseudo-reality show. The crown of Taekwoon’s head would probably have more airtime than his face.

Ken – This guy is going to give you whiplash as you watch him go from happy fun guy to absolute charmer in two seconds flat. Jaehwan would give new meaning to bouncy and perky because he’d be so excited. He LOVES being on variety shows and this would be one he’d really have his heart on doing. His main goal would be to make it fun for all involved (even the crew) and smooth out any awkwardness that may arise from the situation. After he has the fun ball rolling he’d stop and make some kind of cheesy pass with a smoldering gaze just to see her blush and giggle. Those would be his two most common modes but when his ‘wife’ did something thoughtful or sweet for him he’d be very moved. He’d sing little snippets of songs for her here and there but on the final show he’d sing a heartfelt song to thank her for her kindness.

Ravi – First of all, Ravi is going to dress to impress. He wants to make a good impression and show everyone he has class and style. At the introduction he’d be all suave and chic looking until he had to speak. Then he’d be a shy, blushing mess. His words would get tangled, he’d be clumsy, and maybe even accidentally set something on fire. He’d be an absolute gentleman, very protective (maybe overly so due to cameras and nerves), yet easy going with suggestions and tasks to be performed. Of course it’s part of image management but also how he feels a partner should be treated. He’d have fun spoiling her but his good intentions would backfire sometimes, so get used to him collapsing from laughter and embarrassment.

Hongbin – Smiles. Smiles everywhere. For two reasons: he’d be nervous as hell and he’d be tickled that he’d get to do ‘couple’ things. I don’t mean matching t-shirts, but holding hands, being affectionate with someone. He’d be kind and try to take the lead but there would be awkward moments aplenty. Bean is not a natural at things. So when he hasn’t been exposed to something he’s kind of a fish out of water. But give him a chance to adapt and he comes through every time. The beginning would be a little rough, but by the end of the show he’d feel comfortable enough to let some of his quirkiness and sass show. The most amusing thing throughout would be his facial reactions. It’d be worth watching for that alone.

Hyuk – He’d be nervous but trying hard not to let it show. If he didn’t know how to do something or if it was a situation he hadn’t encountered before he’d wing it and hope for the best. He’d come across as capable and confident but as soon as people weren’t paying attention he’d turn his back and do a silent scream, covering his face in embarrassment. All to turn back and act like nothing happened. Also to keep tension down, he’d be a bit of a jokester but there would be times his sincerity and kind heart would shine through. So he would do well, with only a few moments that would make him blush due to his inexperience. He’s got this. For he’s ManHyuk! Ruler of hyungs!​

first kiss ♡ ethan

– requested by anon

Today was the day of your first real date with Ethan. You and Ethan had been dating for a while now, and decided that it was time you guys go on your first official date. At the moment, you were deciding on what to wear

You decided to go with your favorite pale pink maxi dress that had a low cut back, you figured you’d go with something casual, but cute. You slipped on some sandals and decided to leave your hair down. You put on some light make up and you were finished. You looked really cute, and you knew that with this look you could go to a fancy dinner, or just any normal casual date.

ding dong

You heard the doorbell ring and waited for your mom to open the door. You take a deep breath and walk down stairs slowly.

“You look amazing,” Ethan tell you with a grin on his face and you blush, taking his hand.

“Aw, you two are adorable!” Your mom gushes. You forgot she was there,

“Okay mom, We’re leaving.” You tell her and she rolls her eyes, shooing you out of the door.

“Fine, fine. Have fun!” She says and you practically drag Ethan away from your house. You loved your mom but she could be little bit embarrassing at times.

“Ready to go?” Ethan asks you, placing a light kiss on your hand and you nod, getting in the car.

As he drove he had one hand on the wheel and the other laying on your thigh. You look out the window as you make your way to your destination, sitting in comfortable silence. You lay your hand on top of his and he looks at you and gives you a smile, which you happily return.

“We’re here.” Ethan huffs and you look at him with a huge grin.

“A beach!” You exclaim happily and he laughs nervously,

“Yeah…I reserved us a table for the restaurant right next to the boardwalk.” He says and your smile grows wider.

“You’re so sweet, E” You tell him and this time he blushes.

“Alright, let’s go inside.” He smiles at you and gets out of the car, making his way around and opening your door for you.

“What a gentlemen.” You say and he laughs, intertwining your fingers and leading you to the restaurant.

When the waiter seated you, you were in awe of how pretty the view was. In the restaurant there were cute little stairs leading up to more tables, except the walls were made of glass so you had a perfect view of the beach.

“It’s so pretty!” You say and look at Ethan, expecting him to be looking at the view but finding him looking at you.

“You’re so pretty,” He says and you almost cringe at the cheesiness, but you actually thought it was adorable.

“You’re so pretty too.” You tease and Ethan sticks his tongue out at you. The waiter comes a few moments later and you guys already knew what you wanted to eat so you ordered.

You were expecting this date to be a bit awkward but it turned out to be way better and more fun. You felt like you could be yourself around him, and it seemed like he felt the same. You spent the time waiting for your food messing around and having a spitball fight, causing you both to get some annoyed glances from the people around you. You and Ethan didn’t really care though, you were just being yourselves.

“Ugh, I’m so full.” Ethan groans, holding his stomach as you finish your last bite.

“Same.” You sigh, leaning back in your chair.

“Here’s the check!” The waiter smiled and handed Ethan the check politely and you looked at Ethan with wide eyes.

“Seriously, E, you don’t have to pay for the whole thing. I have money.” You say and he rolls his eyes, paying for the whole meal.

“Y/N, I’m paying for your meal.” He laughs and stands up, taking your hand as you guys walk down to the reception area.

When the check was all taken care of, you guys left the restaurant and walked hand and hand down the beach.

Since you were going to be walking in sand you slip off your sandals, Ethan doing the same with his shoes.

“This was a lot of fun.” You say when you guys get to the end of the beach, turning towards him only to see that he was already looking at you. It suddenly got quiet as you both looked in each others eyes. You began to get self conscious as he stared, but you were unable to look away once your eyes met.

As you stared you noticed every tiny feature on his face, admiring his amazing jawline. A moment later you saw that you both were starting to lean in, which made you mentally panic.

“Oh god, are we about to kiss? I’ve never kissed anyone before…what If I mess up?” A million doubts popped into your mind as you got closer, but soon enough you got so close that every doubt disappeared, and all you could think of was his soft lips colliding with yours.

Not a moment later your lips finally touched, making your eyes widen in surprise. As the kiss continued you figured out what to do and moved your lips against his without a care in the world.

Suddenly you felt Ethan smile and you pull away slightly, “Why are you smiling?”

“You’re a quick learner.” He says simply and you gasp,

“How’d you know you were my first?” You ask, raising your eyebrows and he shrugs,

“I had a feeling,” You smile and give him a quick pop kiss, humming in delight,

“I could get used to that.”

a/n – DANG that endingg was baaad but this was long! omg! btw guys i love the questions you’re dropping in my inbox like it raises my self esteem lmao. hope you liked this!!

Fusions are Relationship Types

After We Need to Talk, I couldn’t help but notice how the fusions of Steven Universe mirror different types of romantic relationships

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Opal is an On and Off Relationship

It’s hard for Pearl and Amethyst to form Opal because they’re constantly butting heads. Opal is a desirable fusion for the two but she can never keep it together long enough to reach a common goal between her parts.

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Sugilite is Co-Dependence

The first words that Sugilite utters are “It feels good to be me.” Sugilite feels euphoric when she’s herself but is also a destructive force to those around her. Regardless, Amethyst and Garnet have trouble unfusing because of Sugilite’s power over them.

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Alexandrite is Hooking Up

There is no passion or capatibility expressed in Alexandrite’s formation. She also can’t handle being together for very long.

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Malachite is an Abusive Relationship

Lapis is practically coerced into forming Malachite. With Malachite, there is no common group between the two within her. It’s clear to everyone who sees her that the relationship is toxic to both: For Lapis because Jasper physically abused and threatened her and for Jasper because Lapis intends to keep her as her prisoner.

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Rainbow Quartz: Unreciprocated Love

Pearl was willing to give up her life for Rose but Rose didn’t have the same dedication to fulfill Pearl’s wants and needs. Pearl forms Rainbow Quartz with Rose out of her insecurity within their relationship. To the eye, Rainbow Quartz seems stable and is the most conventionally attractive fusion we’ve seen thus far. However, it’s clear the two don’t see their relationship eye-to-eye.

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Stevonnie is the Beginning Stages of a Relationship

Stevonnie is awkward, doesn’t take fusion seriously, and just wants to have fun. At the same time, she is full of doubt anduncertainty. She looks completely stable but is just starting to test her own boundaries. At the moment she doesn’t seem ready to be one entity and feels more comfortable as her individual parts.

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Garnet is a Stable and Functioning Relationship

Ruby and Sapphire form Garnet with ease. They prefer being viewed as one entity instead of their individual parts. Their personalities are so aligned, Garnet never sounds like two individuals that take turns talkin. Garnet is also better off as a fusion rather than separated. As a fusion, she has a heightened sense of awareness and stregnth that her individual parts do not.

Pictures taken from the wiki page


- Huh? Fun?
- That’s right! I was talking to Alisa about it. To have as much fun being school idols as μ’s!

“I recently photographed Damon Albarn for the cover of Q Magazine. It was my third and probably most enjoyable shoot so far with Damon. Previously I’d shot him as part of features on Gorillaz and Blur so it was fun to just work this time one on one. That being said there was a slightly awkward moment about ten minutes in when a £1600 ProFoto light toppled over on its inadequate little stand and missed cracking him over the head by a couple of inches on its dismal decent to the studio floor. That. Would. Not. Have. Been. Ideal. So, apart from almost maiming my subject, all in it was a great shoot. We had a good chat about the nature of what constitutes a good ‘cover’ portrait/portrait and in our hour together we got shots in the studio, out in the street and on location in his rehearsal studio”. - Alex Lake 

can we all just take a moment to appreciate Zayn and Harry dancing

 i probably have too much zayn and harry dancing gifs…aaaaand I’m bored…sooo

let’s start with zarry being young, pure and pathetically awkward 

also we have this:

and this:

nice, thank you very much, don’t miss zayn’s movements on the first gif - he’s slapping that little sweet ass dancing!

having fun with friends 

jesus they both look so happy and joyful 

let’s not forget about thematic dances with the bandmates:

also dancing with themselves



for the shimmy, for the shimmy!

…honestly, don’t


exploring body language 

trying to catch the vibes



really, really pathetic 

 oh come on steal my girl aesthetics 



in conclusion, zayn malik and harry styles are meant for each other.

Quiet isn’t so bad.” He shrugs. “And I’m sure you want to get back to the party …”
Part of me wants to do that—Audrey is leaving in a couple of days. But it wasn’t the sort of party where you have fun. The bocce, drinks, and Motown-themed merriment felt forced, like we were all pretending it was an ordinary Saturday night gathering. And I can’t even hide out with my father, not with Bev around, being awkward and asking the wrong questions.
Considering the way things started out between us, I can’t believe hanging out with Pierre is the better alternative. But I think about the car ride over, how sweet he’s been with his sister. And I can’t ignore the fact that the only moments tonight that I haven’t felt wrapped up in a cloud of anxiety are the ones I’ve spent with him. Maybe arguing isn’t much better, but I’ll take any emotion over crippling sadness. And, well … we’re not arguing now.
“Or I could stay,” I say, shocked at how confident the words sound in my mouth.
Like they belong there.
Like we belong here. Together.
A slow grin spreads across Pierre’s smooth, dark skin. “Or you could stay.
—  Good Luck and Farewell (Summer Days & Summer Nights #9) by Brandy Colbert