and no need to record sound on the set

Hot Off The Press

Another AU where Jacky-Boy is a hockey player and Bitty has a job that involves hockey bc that’s my aesthetic. Anyway, I really know nothing about how the world of sports journalism works so there is probably some inaccuracies in here, but it’s an AU so who cares. Artistic license and all that. Very slightly NSFW (i just wanted to get all the warnings out there). 


“Are you into men?”

Jack has been asked this question before, but in such a subtle way (and typically involving Parson) that it’s easy to avoid. No reporter has ever straight out asked him. Besides, he’s not gay. He’s bisexual. So when Jack usually tells them, “No.” it’s not a lie. However, this time it feels different. Maybe it wasn’t just this particular time, but all the times added onto each other that’s finally causing him to really think about what hole he’s digging himself into.

The blunt question has him feeling panicky and the other presser notice his reaction too. Jack can’t say no, because that’s not true. He is into men. Jack’s panic quickly shifts, and now he just feels like shoving the microphones away and storming out, because this is hockey goddammit. Not E! news.

“Excuse me?” Jack clears his throat, trying to buy himself some time to think of a properly crafted response. Over the years, he’s developed a talent for that.

But everything is on overdrive and he feels his breath start to quicken again–

“Are you into men?” Another reporter asks, and it takes Jack a moment to realize that the reporter isn’t asking him. He’s asking the man who popped the question in the first place.

 All attention, including Jack’s, turns to the small blonde that got lost in the bundle of people. He holds up his mic towards the reporter who popped the question in the first place. 

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bts scenario: you’re sore

i hope you don’t mind that i changed this to you being sore! i’ll do femdom eventually though. anyway, hope you enjoy! xx


raising money for my pet’s tumor removal

jin: tight pain coiled through your hips as you tried to pick yourself up off of the bed. “need help?” jin teased as he watched from the doorway. scowling, you tried to push yourself up again, but just ended up back on the mattress. you moaned in pain and pushed the heels of your palms against your eyelids. “here, baby,” jin said as he held out his hand. grabbing on, he helped you up and proceeded to make you a full breakfast full of cuddles and kisses.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

yoongi: a chuckle could be heard as you entered the room, wobbling slightly. “shut the hell up,” you growled as you made your way to the couch, plopping down. yoongi shook his head before walking over to you and tugging you in his lap, “it just means i’m good at what i do.” you rolled your eyes, “that makes it sound like a profession, yoongi.” “with how many rounds you want, it is quite the job.” you slapped yoongi’s arm, causing him to erupt in laughter. 

Originally posted by cyyphr

hoseok: “i don’t think i can go to practice with you today, hoseok,” you said as you wrung your fingers together nervously. “why not?” hoseok asked, pout prominent on his face. “uh…” you trailed off as you looked at the ground, embarrassed. hoseok looked confused for a second before he realized what you meant. “are you sore?” he asked, smirk on his face. your cheeks reddened and hoseok let out a laugh, “come on baby, let’s get you home.” hoseok placed a kiss on your cheek. 

Originally posted by jjeonguk

namjoon: “you okay?” namjoon questioned as you grimaced. you nodded and began to walk to the kitchen, gritting your teeth. “you sure?” namjoon asked as you struggled to walk. “i’m fine,” you said, more harshly than intended. namjoon smiled, dimples on display as he came up behind you. “was i too good?” he teased, making you gasp. “namjoon!” he laughed and picked you up, placing you back on the couch. “just relax, i’ll make dinner.”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

jimin: “can you help me?” you asked jimin, slightly embarrassed. jimin frowned slightly as he saw the pained expression on your face, “was i too rough?” jimin asked, sounding guilty. “no no no, baby, you were great,” you started, “i’m just a little sore, but a good sore, y’know?” you smiled at him, but the small crease between his brows told you he didn’t believe you. crawling forward to him, you began to place kisses all over his face, “you’re amazing, never think differently.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

taehyung: a glare was sent in taehyung’s direction as you walked down the stairs. “need help?” taehyung asked with a small smirk. “i don’t need anything from you,” you huffed as you continued down the stairs. “well you weren’t saying that last night when-” “shut up,” “-harder please harder,” taehyung imitated your voice, causing you to blush. “i do not sound like that!” “well maybe we could record-” “SHUT UP!” taehyung continued to laugh, bringing you into a kiss. 

Originally posted by piedpiper405

jungkook: “jungkook!” you yelled as he scooped you off the bed, carrying you bridal style. “i know you’re sore,” he smirked at you, “so i figured i would carry you around.” you huffed as you let him carry you down the steps and into the bathroom. jungkook set you down on top of the sink counter and started the water. “what are you doing?” you asked him, swinging you feet back and forth. “i’m drawing you a bath, babe,” he smiled, “anything to make you feel better.”

Originally posted by jkguks

Fourth of July Explained for Non-Americans

The Fourth of July is the holiday on which Americans give thanks twice as much to George Washington, George Bush, George Herbert Walker Bush, and Jimmy Carter.

One common American tradition on the Fourth of July is that of the Presidential Prayer Beads. At dinner time, one family member takes out a bracelet with 45 beads and uses it to help name each president and their role in building America. Every time the country elects a new President, families add a bead to their bracelet. Highly observant families also have bracelets devoted to the number of states, Constitutional Amendments, and Sessions of Congress.

Families settle down to the Independence Dinner after they finish counting and reciting all their beads and praying to each president. There is no single type of Independence Dinner. This reflects how America is a melting pot or tossed salad of different cultures and ways of life. In fact, that’s just what a lot of Americans do: they serve melting pots and tossed salads, but what’s in those meals differs with each region, city, or even neighborhood!

During the Independence Dinner, all Americans have their tv, radio, or web browsers open, listening for the First Bite made by the president. It’s customary that no one in the family starts eating until the President takes a bite of his or her own dinner, which has been broadcast throughout the country as long as there has been sound recording equipment or word of mouth in the Washington, D.C. It used to be a custom that the President would visit a household and take the First Bite from their dinner, but this ended with the Scalding of 1949.

After the Independence Dinner, Americans set out their lawn chairs on the grass, dirt, balcony, or in front of an open window. They do this to get a perfect view of the Fourth of July Fireworks. If you are staying in America during the Fourth of July, you will not need to travel very far to see the show because they are visible in virtually every part of the country. If an American does not live closer to a fireworks show, there is a good chance that their household plans to hold a fireworks show that year. Many states restrict the sale of fireworks, but if an American goes to a store and says I am holding a Fourth of July Fireworks show the law enforcement will usually look the other way. In major cities, this is less important because the town government will pay for the fireworks show.

When the Fourth of July Fireworks end, most Americans go to sleep. All burnt fireworks are recycled and all unused fireworks are sold back to retail stores at half price. If an American lives near the border with Mexico or Canada, they may cross the border to spread the festivities.

I hope this has been helpful. Criticisms and questions are welcome. If I missed something, please let me know. Happy Fourth of July!

ROOMMATES FIC REC | harry and louis share a place to live 
manip | other recs | rec page 

Autumn At My Window, 20k 
blind from this sweet, sweet craving, 31k
Carried Away Like Butterflies, 17k
I need home (our tangled bones), 68k
Jump Before We Fall, 113k
kiss me on the mouth (and set me free), 47k
Life as We Know it, 34k
Like You Hate Me, 6k
Make My Wish Come True (Baby All I Want For Christmas Is You, 29k
Play the Odds, 25k
Red Brick Heart, 98k
Safe and Sound (You’ll Always Be), 58k
say i hate you but i always stay, 8k 
Searching For The Cure (We Found Us), 30k 
Skin New, Hands True, My Hands All Over You, 44k
Some Things Take Root, 50k
Spin Me Like A Record, 8k
That’s What You Get (When You Let Your Heart Win), 7k
through struggles, to the stars, 80k
we’re not friends, we could be anything, 115k
Wild And Unruly, 123k

Never Again

4,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: The reader agrees to watch scary movies with Dean even though they terrify her.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Halloween Request: @abbessolute


“In the kitchen, Dean!” The second you call out, the hurried sound of heavy work boots echos throughout the bunker. Your boyfriend’s brisk pace as he enters the room makes your head snap over to the doorway.

“What’s up, Winchester?”

The huge smile spread across his face makes you pause in confusion, “You didn’t buy more western memorabilia again did you?” You sigh pointing to the bag dangling from his hand.

“Don’t play favorites, Y/N.” He immediately defends. “Sammy continues to buy more and more books then litters them all around the freaking place.”

“Yeah but…”

“And I get hell for buying wagon wheel salt and pepper shakers one time? They’re bad ass.” Dean emphasizes to you.

“First of all, you’ve bought a lot more than that over the years, weirdo. And second, the stupid shakers are sitting on the kitchen counter. They are beyond ridiculous but I keep them there for you.”

“I was nesting, woman!”

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Tetsuya Nomura explains why Kingdom Hearts III has taken so long

It’s been 12 years since Kingdom Hearts II was released for PlayStation 2, and 4 since Kingdom Hearts III was announced to be in the works. After many complaints from fans and after many speculations of what may be causing all these delays, Nomura took a chance during the D23 Expo yesterdayto set the record straight with a translator’s help.

A lot of people have been mentioning and making it sound like “Oh, Nomura’s taking too much time” and it hurts

The extensive delays were mainly caused due to the switch to Unreal Engine 4 after over a year of development, also some issues within Square Enix are to blame as well. 

There was a decision made to change to an external engine… Unreal Engine 4. So we switched over to that. Unfortunately there was a bit of time that needed to be rewinded and started over. So there was a bit of a setback there, but it was a decision that the company had to make, so it was inevitable. We had a plan of the period that it’s going to take for us to create the content at the start of the project, and we laid out, after such and such years, we would need to add more personnel resources. We had submitted it to our headquarters and had it approved, but internal personnel is very limited, and there are various different projects that happen within our company, so unfortunately timing did not work out. So we had to make due with the timing that was appropriate for the company… the company makes the decisions, so unfortunately sometimes it is out of my control. I wanted to emphasize that it wasn’t a problem on our development teams. It just happened that way, and there were some decisions that the company had to make, and it just didn’t work out for certain timings that we were hoping to hit. It’s kind of out of my hands, I mean, yes, time has passed. But it’s out of my hands.

#DanversSistersWeek Day 2: “I Got You”

Her new sister is afraid of everything.

They don’t totally get it at first. Partly that’s because even though her pod had been exposing her to English while she was sleeping in the Phantom Zone, she’s having trouble expressing herself in their language. She hasn’t said a single thing yet. She makes sounds, and she seems to understand some of what they say. But she doesn’t talk yet, not in English.

So she can’t tell them what’s scaring her.

But the other part of it is that she’s scared of everything. She’s startled by the air and the sound of birds and the feel of grass under her feet – just things no human would think to be scared of. Thunder, sure. Tornados, definitely. Loud noises, okay. But grass?

Her first two days in Alex’s house are exhausting.

She screams, once, and that sound scares her so much that she doesn’t make another sound for hours.

Eliza scrambles to deal with setting up a life for her – calling a school and working with Clark to get her a birth certificate and adoption records and everything else she’ll need to become a human member of society. Jeremiah disappears into his lab to try to invent something that will help her acclimate better.

So it falls on Alex to try to guide this new girl, her new sister, through days and nights on Earth.

She tries to figure out each thing that’s scaring Kara so she can explain it.

At first she thinks that Kara just blinks funny, but finally Kara manages to communicate that she’s flinching against a sound that scares her. Alex is confused, because it’s such a regular interval. It gets worse when they’re out in the yard, and Alex finally realizes what it is.

She walks Kara down to the beach, holding onto Kara’s wrist because Kara hasn’t learned how to hold onto her without hurting her. She takes her out into the sand, and tells her about the waves. “You don’t need to be scared,” Alex says, “the waves do this all day and night, every day and night. It’s how water works on this planet. You only need to be scared if it stops, okay?”

Kara nods, and stops flinching each time a small wave hits the beach.

Alex takes her to the lawn and they sit down on the glass. Alex pulls up a couple blades of grass and even puts one in her mouth. “It’s just a small plant,” she tells Kara. “Sometimes it’s a little prickly on my skin, but it won’t hurt you.”

Kara, with a confused look on her face, mimes eating it.

“No, no, we don’t eat it. Some animals do, but people don’t. But it wouldn’t hurt you, even if you did.”

Kara nods, and stops flinching when she puts each foot down.

Alex explains the sound of wind in the trees and the smell of different human foods and shows her how to build with sand. Kara’s scared of the sound the cereal bag makes, but she gets over that on her own as, after each time she bravely plunges her hand into the box, she gets to eat a handful of frosted flakes.

On Kara’s third night, Alex and Kara are sitting at the dining room table after dinner. Eliza is washing the dishes and Alex is reading out loud from a book to Kara. She has a whole stack on the table of the books from her childhood – Ferdinand the Bull and Sallie Ride: America’s First Woman in Space and Koko’s Kitten and Amelia Bedelia and The Lorax and Mrs. Katz and Tush.

She’s halfway through her second read of Koko’s Kitten – Kara is completely enraptured by the pictures of Koko the gorilla and her little kitten, and Alex makes a note to stop by the library tomorrow and pick up more animal books – when Eliza turns on the popcorn maker.

Kara soundlessly screeches and catapults herself under the table.

Alex is surprised she didn’t break the floor with the force of her body.

Alex slips under the table after her and gathers Kara into her arms. “I got you,” she whispers. “It’s okay. I got you. You’re safe. You’re okay. I got you.”

Kara shudders in her arms and, for the first time since she came to their house three days ago, drops her head into Alex’s neck and cries.

“I got you,” Alex keeps whispering, gently rocking her back and forth, careful to keep her voice soft. “I got you.”

It’s almost half an hour before Kara calms down enough for Alex to slip out from under the table. She comes back just a moment later and shows Kara the popcorn. Alex has her taste one kernel. Kara smiles a little. She likes it. Alex raises her eyebrows, whispers “just wait!” then pours melted butter over the bowl and has her taste it again. Kara’s eyes light up. She loves it.

Alex grins, and shows Kara how to sprinkle salt all over it. Kara tastes it again, and her eyes roll back in her head in ecstasy.

There are still so many things Kara is scared of, but she gets better over the next week or so. She’s acclimating, adjusting. Alex is proud of her.

She still hasn’t said anything, but she’s understanding more and more.

At the end of the week, on a Sunday, Alex finds out that her best friend Vicky had a party that Alex wasn’t invited to. All of her other friends were invited, but Alex wasn’t.

Alex tries not to let it bother her, but it does. It does so much.

She goes up to her room and gets into bed and rolls to face her wall and pulls the covers up over her head and lets herself just cry and cry.

And when someone comes into the room and the covers are pulled back down she doesn’t roll over to see who it is. She knows it’s her mom who is just going to tell her to get over it, that it doesn’t matter what other people think of her in the long run, and Alex really doesn’t feel like getting over it just this minute.

But it’s not her mom.

A small little body climbs into bed behind her, and Alex realizes that it’s Kara.

She must have heard Alex crying from downstairs.

Kara curls up against her back and puts her little arms – so gently, so carefully – around Alex.

“I got you,” she whispers. “I got you.”

[catch this, and all my other one-shots on AO3 in Mean Peach Mojito]

Got this question from @seimeiyuzu​:

Massimiliano Ambesi‏ ( said:  - “In my opinion, 4 Lutz will be the first jump in #yuzuruhanyu ’s free skate.Then 4Lo, 3F, 4S, 4T/3T, 4T/Lo/3S, 3A/3Lo(in my dream) or 2T, 3A.” You think he’s right? Yuzu planned 4Lo, 4S, 4S3T, 4TLo3S, 4T. Can Yuzu add 4Lz yet? I’m full of concern, because Javi adds 4Lo, Shoma is practicing 4Lz (I think he wants to add?). And how many quads will Nathan and Boyang have? Do you think Yuzu needs 4Lz in this season? 

It’s a topic I love to talk about so, with permission, I’m answering this through a post :) 

Yes, I agree with most of Max’s prediction (bless his soul). My own forecast of Yuzuru’s FS jump layout this season is only slightly different from what Max said: 4Lz / 4Lo / 3F || 4S+3T / 4T / 4T+1Lo+3S / 3A+2T / 3A. Yuzu’s trajectory in the last couple of seasons has been to gradually upgrade triple jumps to their quad version (from 11-12 to 12-13: traded 3S for 4S, from 15-16 to 16-17: traded 3Lo for 4Lo). From what I saw in the news about Seimei 2.0, he did a 3A at the same music passage where he used to do a 3Lz in Seimei 1.0, complete with the same exit even, so yes, I’m pretty convinced #yolo3A as final jumping pass is a thing, and the 3Lz will be upgraded to a quad.

Can Yuzu add a 4Lz yet? Oh yes he can. That 4Lz has been in the making for longer than I can remember, going back at least as far as the 4Lo and likely even further. He has been quite reticent about showing off his 4Lz so we’ve ever had one official glimpse of it thus far (*sob*), but I think the reason why he’s much more willing to display the 4Lo is because, for a long time, he was the only person in the world who can routinely land it. The 4Lz doesn’t get the spotlight because there are already other skaters landing it in competition. Going by Yuzu’s usual attitude, he doesn’t like to show off a jump unless he is reasonably sure it’s going to impress (which, by Yuzu’s standard, is something along the line of “watch me land this jump nobody else can land, and make it so fine I can follow it up with a 3A”). 

(did I absolutely have to gif this magical sequence and shove it in your face, no I didn’t have to, but I needed to, because it’s magical that’s why)

Yet, he did go out of his way to show us that one precious glimpse of his 4Lz at the WTT practice, so I’m sure he’s reached a point where he’s confident enough about the quality of that jump.

(perfect takeoff, amazing height, but try harder on the landing next time please, Yuzu *smh*)

Regarding the rest of our top 6, yes I heard Javi is going to add a 4Lo, and Shoma is considering a 4Lz (I might’ve read somewhere that he’s going for 5 quads regardless of whether the 4Lz is included or not - he doesn’t need the 4Lz to go to 5 anyway, he can do 2x4F, 2x4T, plus one 4Lo). I think Nathan will stick to a 6-quad layout (7 quads will be borderline suicidal, even for him) and Boyang will likely add one more to make it 5 quads total. Wait, did we both just casually leave out Patrick? I guess he will be aiming for 4 quads at least to stay in contention. Don’t know how reliable the rumor of him working the 4F is, but as it is right now, to make it to 4, he can add another 4S to his layout.  

As to whether Yuzu needs a 4Lz this season, yes he absolutely does. I mean, c’mon, he’s recycling both his short and long programs so the choreography is pretty much taken care of, if he doesn’t work on more difficult jumps, what’s he gonna do from now until the Olympics? Either he adds the 4Lz, or he somehow shows me a fully rotated back counter quad Axel by the end of this season, I’m not settling for anything less! 

Joking aside, well, in theory, Yuzu doesn’t really need a 4Lz. He can totally construct a 5-quad layout using the 3 types he currently has in his official repertoire (4Lo, 2x4S, 2x4T for example). Using a 4Lz instead of a 4S or a 4T will give him about 3 extra points in BV, but we all know BV isn’t everything. Yuzu didn’t have the highest BV last season and he’s not going to have that this season either, but it hasn’t prevented him from winning events and setting records. In fact, even with the general inflation in scoring last season, we still haven’t seen anyone except Yuzu himself topping the score of 3-quad Seimei at GPF 2015. 

Considering all that, I’d advise that you need not be concerned with how other competitors’ strategy and layout might affect Yuzu’s chance of winning, because most likely, they won’t. This might come out sounding obnoxious, but I believe whether or not Yuzu wins any event is entirely up to him and him alone. If he delivers 2 flawless programs, he wins, and I think Yuzu himself is very much aware of that. I, for once in my life, am not (pardon my French) shitting bricks when I think about him. According to all recent interviews and public appearances, he’s healthy, well-rested, well-prepared, happy with his choices of programs, and is eager to win. As I recall all the ups and downs of last season, I also realize that Yuzuru is in this perfect mental state because he has learned a lot during 2016-2017, including but not limited to: how to cope with disappointment, how to overcome pressure internal and external, how to structure a program on the fly (*cough* 4CC *cough*), and how to, once again, be on top of the world. I read that he told Brian, before the season started last year, to please allow him to make all the mistakes he could make before the Olympic season - a piece of wisdom worthy of the ages, I’d say :)        

anonymous asked:

Ahhh! I've been looking for a blog with open requests thank you thank you! Can I have RFA +Saeran walking in on MC playing an instrument like really well? Like she'd been hiding it but they Caught her? Thank you! I would love you 5ever lololol

Maybe this isn’t as fluffy as you wanted, I tried to give MC some motivation for not wanting to play, and some of them are kinda sad, but I hope you still enjoy this!

RFA + Saeran reacting to MC playing an instrument really well


  • You told him you used to play violin as a kid, but never showed him, alleging you were rusty
  • It was one of his rehearsals on stage, you were watching this in your seat
  • When there was a problem with the sound system, the pre-recorded soundtrack from one of the song wasn’t working
  • He immediately looks at you and tells somebody in the staff to get a violin asap
  • “Come on, babe! You’ve got this!” “Zen, it’s been too long! It will sound awful!” “So my melodic and soothing voice will muffle any bad sounds. Please? I just need something to set the mood for my solo!”
  • How can you say ‘no’ to his pleading eyes? You agree hesitatingly. The staff guy hands you a violin.
  • Zen starts to sing as you gently move the bow on the violin’s chords. It starts a little rough, but you get used to it pretty quickly.
  • Everybody is staring at you, and Zen stops singing to watch you. Shit! Is it that bad? You stop immediately, puzzled.
  • “Babe, it’s wonderful!” he hugs you, and all the staff go “awwwww”.
  • Now he never rehearses his songs without your violin soundtrack.


  • You showed him photos of when you used to be on marching band at school
  • Yeah, he always wondered why there was a big tuba hidden on your closet, he never thought you actually played it, this thing seems so big for you
  • He begs you to play a little for him, you refuse telling how long has it been, you probably don’t even know how to do this anymore.
  • So he takes the tuba and tries to blow, it’s so cute because he’s so red and it can’t even make a sound.
  • He tries and tries, but bless his heart, he’ll pass out due to lack of oxygenation on the brain if he keeps going with this.
  • So you gently take the tuba and give him a few tips about how to properly breathe and how to place your lips correctly, showing him to do it in the process.
  • Then you realize you’re actually playing the tuba, and he’s watching you with all the attention in the world.
  • Did he just trick you to play to him? Oh, behind that cute face, there’s a mischievous brain…
  • “Oh, I think I got it, MC. Let me try again!” Nah, not really, he really just wanted to learn how to play.
  • He manages to make a very weak sound to come out of the tuba, and you aren’t even able to tease him as how much he’s celebrating to his little improvement.


  • She notices you have the tendency of drumming your fingers on the table, you always apologize if it’s annoying her
  • But it’s never annoying, because it sounds really rhythmical, as if you knew exactly how to drum.
  • She asks you and you shyly explain you used to play drum, actually, you were on a band in high school
  • You showed the photos and she loves it, you looked really cool back then, she would never say it out loud, but you looked “badass”
  • She wants to see you play so much, but you brush it off telling your old drum is at your parent’s place and you’re very rusty.
  • But she keeps begging, and you’re such a sucker when she pleads you just like that. Also, it’s a great excuse to take her to meet your parents lolololol
  • So there you are in your old room, she can’t hold back a chuckle seeing all the rock band posters, you were so different back then…
  • But yeah, probably not that different when you hit the drumsticks against each other says: “1… 2… 1, 2, 3, 4!” and start playing.
  • You even get a little cocky twirling one of the drumsticks in the palm of your hand before hitting the drums. You just really want to impress her.
  • Your father knocks at the door telling you to shut it down, and you immediately stop, he thinks you’re obeying him, but you just stopped to make out with your girlfriend.
  • Yeah, nothing much changed since you were a teenager, after all.


  • C & R just bought a record company, the fist artists to sign up are this rock band
  • Even though he hates it, Jumin is doing PR and meeting the guys, he brought you along to make this bearable
  • You’re trying so hard not to fangirl, you love this band and are so happy they are making a comeback under your fiancée’s label record!!!
  • Jumin is bored as shit, but he keeps smiling and posing to the photos with the band.
  • One of the photographers suggests he should hold the bass, he refuses and passes it to you. “Here, why don’t you do it?” you look at him, puzzled.
  • You awkwardly take the bass and run your fingers on the chords, it’s been a while… “Do you play?” one of the guys in the band asks.
  • “She used to.” Jumin answers for you “See how it feels natural on her hands?” you’re blushing hard, it’s too hard to handle this interaction between your fiancée and the guy you used to have this huge crush when you were younger, and they’re talking about you!
  • The guys keep encouraging you to play a little, and how wouldn’t you do it? All the men you love are expecting this from you! So you play a famous bass line from one of their band’s songs.
  • The guys are cheering you and Jumin smiles softly. You told him how you had to sell your bass to pay a few bills and how much you missed to play it.
  • Luckily enough, now you’re earning this bass with the autographs from all the band’s members a a gift. Jumin can’t hold back his own smile seeing you so happy.
  • But his smile fades away as the guys get too excited about you, telling they want to take you on tour and everybody would pay attention to a bass player like you.
  • You smile politely, step away a little and hold Jumin’s hand. He’s not the rock star of your teenage dreams, he’s just… something even better. And you’re more into private jam sessions right now, with just you fiancée as your audience.


  • Due to the background check, he is pretty aware of your passion for jazz and how you used to play the sax when you were a teenager.
  • He didn’t find any videos of you playing, though. What a shame…
  • But he knows you keep a sax on your closet, and he’s dying to watch you perform a little to him.
  • You are not sure what you’re looking at when he invites you to come over. He’s wearing a black beret, round shaped glasses, a black turtleneck sweater and black pants.
  • “MC, I would be so glad if we could inspire each other. I wrote this spoken word piece, would you play a little?”
  • “Saeyoung, it’s been so long.” “Oh, but what is time, MC? If nothing but this old man holding his pocket watch, watching us through his thick lens of despair, despairing at how much time he lost without living the fullest…” he talks dramatically, doing some contemporary dance moves with his arms.
  • Yeah, you have nothing to say, better put your lips on the sax’s mouthpiece and go along with whatever he’s trying to do.
  • As he keeps reciting something about space cats and salty and sweet flavors of HBC and Dr. Pepper dancing in his mouth, you just focus on playing the sax.
  • Why did you ever stop doing this? Yeah, maybe you couldn’t be a pro as you wished, but playing just for fun is awesome too, you shouldn’t have been so hard on yourself.
  • Saeyoung apparently agrees, as he’s watching you, mesmerized. He even stopped reciting his great poem just to listen to you and be transported to New Orleans, circa 1922.
  • When you finish, he’s applauding you. This will definitely be the main subject on his next poem.


  • He also has a background check of you, and he knows you play piano! He even managed to get some videos of you doing recitals as a kid and as a teenager.
  • He lost count of how many times he watched those, and every single time, he whispered to himself: “So… fucking… cute!”
  • He would love to watch you live, but how could he manage to get a piano?
  • You’re organizing a RFA party, the first one since he officially joined the organization, he doesn’t care about anything , he just wants a piano at the party.
  • As the party is happening, you keep watching the piano player, Saeran notices and observes your fascinated face, you look like you’re on a trance.
  • “You alright?” “Yeah, sure, it’s just… I used to play piano to my sister when she was alive. I… didn’t feel like playing when she left. Is this silly?” oh… now he feels like an asshole, this piano is giving you bad memories!
  • “No, It’s not silly, I guess…” “Yeah… so hey, let’s get back to work!” and then everything felt wrong about that piano there. Shit, what was he thinking? He really thought you would just see the piano and feel this urge to play it? Stupid! That’s what he gets from daydreaming so much about you.
  • When the party is over, you two are working on make sure everything turned out as planned. He sees the empty room, and the piano there… ugh, he feels sick! And he can’t even look at you.
  • “Hey, what’s wrong?” “I’m sorry about the piano thing, okay? I thought you would like to play as soon as you would see it, I didn’t know, I…” “Hey, it’s fine! Don’t worry!”
  • You chuckle “That’s why you were so insistent on the piano?” he’s blushing. And he’s even redder when you sit on the bench. “Any requests from the audience?”
  • “Hey! You don’t need to do this for me! Come on!” “Nah, I want to, it’s been a while I don’t play to someone who’s so willing to listen. So… got any request?”
  • He loves everything you play, and he catches himself sitting beside you, completely hypnotized by your focused eyes and your agile fingers.
  • But what he really likes is when you teach him to play a few notes of “Three Blind Mice”. Your sister always smiled when you played this one, it was almost like the smile you’re receiving right now from him. Turning bad memories into good ones is so overwhelming.
Creepypasta #520: The Cinematographer


Length: Medium

The paranormal was something that the three of us felt we were beyond. We all liked to think of ourselves as educated, and when we got into arguments we felt near invincible. But when Martin insisted we fuck around with his fat older brother’s laptop full of occult pictures and docs (and when he promised to involve some of his best weed), the three of us decided to meet up in Jon’s basement, hallowed smoking ground.

After a couple bowls the three of us stared into the glow of the HP screen, clicking through folders labeled “Demons”, “Rituals-life”, “Rituals-strength”, “Hexes”, “Phasing”, “Lucid Dreaming”. Every folder was full of sketchy Polaroid pictures of pale figures with twisted triangular faces and fingers like twigs, long pieces of text containing foreign languages and symbols, and intricate diagrams for sigils and sacrifices. It was some mind-bending shit for stoned 17-year-olds. 

We found a project in a folder labeled “Summoning”; it contained tons of pictures and diagrams for calling things to this world- from hell, from other dimensions, from something that one image referred to as “the else”- and we picked one at random to mess around with and laugh through.

The diagram called for little prep. We needed only light some incense and say some incantations, all in some language that none of us had heard of. The entity that the diagram described lived in some place referred to as “over the wall” and tons of red text littered the picture. It all warned of dealing with the entity, of its numerous powers, and it included short accounts of the lives it had ruined (including a pretty sick one about a woman whose guts it had removed and played with, and a few more involving figures without eyes found wandering the scene of the summoning). The thing was a curious being, but impatient. it liked stalking us humans, watching, observing, before it grew more malicious, started taking us, experimenting on us, driving us to do things for it, seeing what made us squeal or cry or bleed.

We got everything set up and Jon volunteered to read off of the screen. Let me tell you, watching Jon fumble through that booga-booga language was the highlight of the night. We laughed through the whole thing, Jon tripping over words and destroying some through his own chuckles. Even when Martin put up hands to settle us down, the snickers would get through and flare back into laughs. I decided to pull out my camera then. It had become tradition to film these basement sessions, and it seemed Jon was going for an Academy Award.

We sort of gave up with the laptop after the camera came out; we were getting bored and Jon ran out of words to read. Eventually we all started passing the camera around and speaking into it directly, kind of doing the That 70s Show round table thing. We’d say something “intelligent”, “revelatory”, or “funny” and then pass the camera on. It was a way of documenting some indispensable hilarity to look back on the next day.

The night passed quick. I remember turning on the TV, and at some point Martin and I packed up the laptop and walked back to his house so Jon could pass out on his couch, but events leaked in and out of memory after the night in question.

The next morning I woke up to find my phone full of unread texts and missed calls, all from Jon. The gist of the messages was “get your ass over here,” and the voice delivering the voicemails wasn’t that of the easy stoner I was used to dealing with. He spoke in unconnected, short clips, a lopsided train of thought: “found it downstairs… for fun, you know… supposed to… just thought I’d… I found it, in the camera… to see… you need to see… supposed to be fun. Just over here, get over here please.” 

Jon sounded completely stern, almost lifeless, something that set a million little alarm bells off in my head. I went to find Martin, who had also gotten a phone-full of messages, and we returned to Jon’s house.

We found him upstairs in the TV room. He’d hooked up my camera left over from last night and was watching the new stuff we’d recorded, pausing and fast-forwarding, stopping every now and then to watch. Martin and I crept into the room and took places quietly on the couch. We didn’t want to interrupt.

The footage played on about as I’d remembered it happening, and I watched as the Jon onscreen recited the incantations. Coming from his mouth they sounded entirely made up, yet rhythmic, like poems from some other country. In the video, we’d been cracking up, and the sound of chocked laughs and giggles bounced around the room, but watching it again made me feel weird, like I was seeing and hearing something I shouldn’t be, almost like snuff. I looked at Martin and then to Jon. Jon’s stone face, Martin’s mouth, slightly agape, and the feeling that I was watching something forbidden made me feel like it had been a mistake to record last night.

I finally asked Jon what was up, why he called us, why he seemed so somber, and he gave a cold answer, a knowing answer: “Keep watching”. So we did.

The night on the tape played out, filing in memory gaps here and there as it played. It ran to the point where we started talking into the camera and passing it around. Jon looked as though he’d snap on either of us at any moment, so I didn’t dare ask what we were looking for. Finally, in the video, I passed off the camera and Jon hit pause.

“See? See? Well?” Jon alternated a stare, almost accusingly, between where Martin and I were watching and the TV screen itself. 

I glanced at Martin and he shook his head. On the screen we were all sitting together on Jon’s couch throwing up rock-n-roll devil horns with our hands, stoned out of our minds. I stared at the image for a few fruitless seconds, but then it hit me like a train. I saw what Jon called us over to see, and it made me feel nauseous. Jon said it before I could. 

“Who the fuck is holding the camera?”

Credits to: Jared Quaglieri

Couple-Things that Tododeku do Part 2 (Part 1 here)

-Reenacting Lady and the Tramp’s iconic spaghetti eating. They always fail because one way or another, someone will cave in to the urge to laugh and bite their end of spaghetti.

-Izuku records Shouto’s laughter because they are still far and few in between. His laughter sounds like dew drops falling onto grass, clear and lilting.

-Shouto records Izuku’s humming and sets them as alarm alert to Izuku’s eternal embarrassment.

-Doorbell ditching Bakugou’s place, because why the hell not? They have the most fun watching Bakugou swear up a storm at the empty air from their perfect hiding place, which happens to be Kirishima’s place on the same floor.

-Raking up leaves then jumping in together.

-Inviting their moms over for dinner. Because sometimes a mother’s hug can be just the one thing that they need. Izuku shows Shouto’s mom all the sneak photos he takes of Shouto doing inane things like sleeping, eating, yawning, sneezing, etc. She asks him to send them all to her. Shouto is in the kitchen with Inko, baking and chatting idly

-Both moms always leave with their fridge stocked full of boxes of homemade food.

-Reading the same book together. Shouto’s reading speed is a tad slower than Izuku. So Izuku finishes first and studies Shouto’s focused gaze from his perch in Shouto’s lap. Shouto always lightly bites his lips when he reads.

-Writing post-it notes and putting them on the fridge whenever hero business leaves them no time for a proper bye.

-Going to a thrift shop, pointing out the most outrageous outfits to the other and saying that’s their new hero costume. Izuku points Shouto to something akin to Mad Hatter’s suit and hat from Alice in Wonderland. Shouto nudges Izuku sharply as he sees an All Might color Totoro onesie.

From @ambitiousprocrastinator5

-Walking around the beach to find rocks that match the color of the other’s eyes. (Izuku loves Shouto’s heterchromia and Shouto adores Izuku’s green eyes)

-When their AC breaks in the Summer and heater in the Winter, Izuku clings to Shouto while they are sleeping. Izuku very much loves his half half quirk.

-Izuku takes pictures of Shouto secretly but one day he catches Izuku and chases him around the house. Little does Izuku know that Shouto does just the same.

-Braiding each other’s hair and giggling at the aftermath.

-During their patrol, sending small cute images of things that remind them of the ot er.

-Doing Snapchat filters together and Shouto being confused.

Feel free to add more. 

BTS Reactions - You’re sick but they have to go on stage

You cough heavily as your boyfriend comes in. You always come to their big concerts, but you’re really sick this time. A room has been set aside for you to lay down in, and your boyfriend’s here for a minute before he has to go on stage. You’ll be watching from the TV set up in here rather than the front row, but it’s okay. You just feel really sick - nausea, headache, runny nose, high temperature and a bad cough.

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the idea of you; peter parker

summary: reader is overly-dramatic about being in love with peter parker and someone has to do something about it.

word count: 3,700 yo 

warnings: the overuse of the name peter parker, an unnecessarily long fic, terrible writing, some swearing, and the fact that i didn’t bother editing this.

a/n: inspired by the song idea of you by mxmtoon! i wrote half of this at midnight and the other half is just me trying to come up with a decent ending. the last part is so rushed i’m sorry. lmk if i need to fix anything or smth. i don’t even know how to write peter parker. this is the first thing i’ve written in a year.

Your name: submit What is this?

You stared at the back of Peter Parker’s head as you probably missed really important information about your next biology project. Being in love is so uncomfortable.

Or, at least you think it’s love. Maybe? It’s been a few weeks and you still don’t know.

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cool things i am now learning about the Dunkirk 2017 film
  • they actually filmed on the beach at actual Dunkirk where the evacuation took place
  • they actually rebuilt the Mole as well
  • the three different perspectives with overlapping time periods break down like this: 1 week on land, 1 day at sea, and 1 hour in the air
  • it was shot on IMAX 65 mm and 65 mm large format film stock, and released in IMAX, 70 mm and 35 mm film
  • Nolan had no idea of Harry Style’s popularity as a singer when he was chosen for the role of Alex against hundreds of auditions 
  • no scene in the entire movie is ever completely CGI
  • the incorporation of soldiers walking into the sea out of desperation came from a story Nolan was told while interviewing veterans
  • the original heavy wool fabric of the soldiers’ uniforms had not been produced since 1940 and had to be made from scratch
  • after first-hand accounts of the Dunkirk evacuation revealed to Nolan how young and inexperienced the soldiers were, he decided to cast young and unknown actors for the beach setting (special props to Fionn Whitehead, who played Tommy. I thought he was phenomenal)
  • “Tommy”’s character was given that name after the slang term for the ordinary British soldier
  • To minimize the need for CGI, cardboard cut-out props of soldiers and military vehicles created the illusion of a large army
  • 6,000 extras were used for filming in France
  • the sound of a ticking clock in the score was a recording of Nolan’s own pocket watch that he sent to Zimmer to be synthesized 
  • Colonel Winnant (James D'Arcy) and Commander Bolton (Kenneth Branagh) were meant to act as members of a sort of greek chorus 
  • as of September 4th, 2017, Dunkirk has grossed a worldwide total of $461.5 million, against a production budget of $100 million
  • the film was praised for its realism by surviving Dunkirk veterans, although some said it “was louder than the battle”
  • on the 1st day of the actual evacuation at Dunkirk, only 7,669 men were evacuated, but by the end of the 8th day, 338,226 soldiers had been rescued by a hastily assembled fleet of over 800 boats

If anyone haven’t seen the Heathers Musical yet but wishes to there is this officially recorded one on youtube with both a pretty good set and really good actors, like seriously the main character sounds almost exactly like Barrett Wilbert Weed (origonal veronica) whose songs really isn’t easy to pull off

anonymous asked:

Jake and Amy desperately trying to find another couple to double date with but let's be honest they don't have friends outside of work and everyone they work with is really weird on dates.

ok!!! this Seriously got away from me…like almost 1k words got away from me but !! i can’t help it if these Dorks have such weird friends, thanks for this amazing prompt <3

  • charles is the first to suggest that they go on a double date with him and genevieve the day after genevieve is exonerated and by suggest i mean he reveals to jake a 17 page plan of how he wants the night going down. jake reminds charles that, no, that would be Weird and too soon. he also has to burn the plan in case amy somehow finds it and gets turned on at how thorough the planning is
  • nevertheless it doesn’t take charles long to wear jake and amy down with his relentless pestering and they eventually accept his invitation to a double date and even let him choose the restaurant because “it’ll be nice to go out to somewhere other than shaw’s” amy says
    • a big mistake. charles takes them to a Dinner in the Dark experience and it is only once he has very narrowly convinced jake that there is nothing overtly sexual about being blindfolded while eating dinner - “the loss of one sense accentuates the remaining senses bringing about the greatest physical pleasure the human body can experience, jake!” - that they even sit down. yet the first course hasn’t even been served before charles somehow inquires about jake and amy’s sex life and is recommending them positions; before he’s even taken his blindfold off jake knows that the tips of amy’s ears have turned bright red and that they have to escape this hell. charles and genevieve are too into each other (and also u kno. too blindfolded) to notice jake and amy quietly leave the restaurant to go have a beer at shaw’s instead
  • a more recent double date with rosa and pimento lasts a lot longer than the charles incident in that jake, amy, and rosa just drink in mostly silence while pimento regales of his time spent in the prison in uzbekistan. he only threatens to kill amy twice so jake takes it as win, even if amy is gripping his hand extremely tightly beneath the table and edging closer to him every time pimento raises his voice until she’s basically curled into him
  • holt and kevin invite jake and amy over to dinner to celebrate her passing of the sergeant’s exam. jake doesn’t think that going to your boss’ house for dinner remotely counts as a date but amy enthusiastically insists that it is and buys a new dress especially (she worries as they leave the apartment that it’s too low cut for such a Momentous and Formal occasion such as this but jake is quick to assure her that in his professional opinion he doesn’t think so). it’s only slightly weird when amy addresses holt as “sire” and not so subtly bows to him when he answers the door. it’s very weird when amy and kevin get so into talking about the hellenistic kingdoms of the ancient world that jake very seriously worries that amy is going to leave him for kevin 
  • late one night in bed amy compiles a list of potential double date couples because “i read it’s healthy to socialise more often with our friends and beneficial to see what the dynamics of other couples are like, babe!” and also because when she puts her mind to something, she puts her mind to it
    • jake says immediately says no to kylie and her gf because he says he’s already been roasted enough by amy for thinking that the sea of tranquility was a place on earth
    • he also says no to their next door neighbours because “gross! we’ve heard them boink through the walls, ames!” amy worries that that reason might work vice versa too and immediately crosses them off the list
    • amy contemplates writing down terry and sharon but then she remembers the whole telling cagney and lacey that ‘orgasms is another word for oranges’ incident and decides it’s going to be at least another month before she can look sharon in the eye again
  • amy promptly sets the list down on her bedside table and places her ShoulderNova in its protective box before admitting defeat with a sigh and settling under the covers. at that, jake turns on his side to face her because a Defeated Santiago Sigh is one of his least favourite sounds - even if it is over something as trivial as the realm of double dating - and, with an arm laying loosely over her torso, he tells her that they’re really only setting themselves up for failure because no date can ever beat a date when it’s just them, even if it is just a tuesday night on their couch watching jeopardy. amy agrees and her heart flutters maybe a little
  • amy doesn’t need to be reminded about their disastrous track record of double dates - what with their friends, and sophia and teddy, and teddy and rachel - but jake does anyway as they travel on the very romantic new york subway to the met where they are both equally and unashamedly excited to visit the exhibition Crime Stories: Photography and Foul Play as a date. amy holds her boyfriend’s hand as they walk up the steps of the met because she can and because none of their weird friends can inadvertently ruin her spending time with him
  • (maybe this is where they end up happening to have the perfect double date in the cafe with a certain knope-wyatt couple??? Who Knows)

anonymous asked:

ur smut is amazing could you do a malec or pynch fic where they make a sextape?

It was possible that Ronan had come up with the most brilliant idea in human history.

Adam disagreed.

Ronan suggested it, nonchalantly and when they were with the rest of their friend group so Adam couldn’t outwardly freak out, almost a week ago, a month after Adam had cemented the date he’d be moving into his dorm and a little less than a month after Ronan had come up with the idea. Adam, let’s make a sex tape before you leave.

In that moment, Adam did not react except for a quirked eyebrow (and perhaps a fair amount of blushing). He was interested, at least. That was enough encouragement for Ronan; throughout the following week he gently wheedled and whined, preaching to Adam his deep interest in the subject and stoically enduring Adam’s refusals: You know I’ll visit often. What if Noah or Gansey sees it? You don’t even know how to use a tv, Ronan.

But he hadn’t yet said no.

It was Thursday night. Gansey and Blue had gone with Henry to a drive-in movie the local library was hosting, the invitation to which Ronan had turned down with an amount of scorn so lethal Gansey had banned him from being within ten feet of Henry until the foreign add-on recovered. Opal was sleeping over with Noah at Monmouth and Adam was working late, so Ronan spent the evening leisurely and lovingly doing his chores around the barns while Chainsaw flapped around him and he later fell asleep on the worn couch in the dusty moon-lit living room.

He woke to a text from Adam. You up? Ronan’s glaring phone screen told him it was just after eleven.

Ronan propped his elbows and chin on a pillow and typed out a reply with some difficulty, as his brain was still sleep stupid and his eyes unfocused. Always. you coming to the barns?

Adam’s reply was instantaneous. do you have that camera with you?

Ronan’s heart surged. Yes, he had the camera.

Adam must have assumed, because Ronan’s phone chimed again before he could type a reply. I’m on the way over

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Wynonna Earp 2X09 Thoughts and Faves

This week on Wynonna Earp, everything was super fine, there were no creepy dolls or paintings from right out of my nightmares, and all the girlfriends in Purgatory recognized what an amazing, special thing they have together, laying to rest their current conflict before anyone could do anything impulsive and ill-advised…J/K, this week was feelings hell.

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When I’m sick, got some procedure done or on my period I tell my clients that some guy flew me off to somewhere. Not in these exact terms but I just tell them that I’m abroad and they get the idea.

a) I don’t want them to see me as a human.

b) I don’t need their opinion on whether I should or shouldn’t get lip fillers/botox

c) I realized that they don’t care anyway (yes, men in this country are like that. I like how men in the US are inclined to spend money on you to keep you interested.)

d) It just sounds more fancy 😎and sets the record straight with them.