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I’m not stressing, obsessing over who I’m not impressing // I know perfection’s infectious, so is it more like infection?

Love this Icon for Hire song! I love how the melodies of the verse raps are different, and I love the flow that she has. Her voice sounds so great in this song, and they have the best fusion of electronic/rock/rap. As always, her lyrics are so raw and true.

GOT7 Reaction: to their s/o fainting or falling on stage

A/N: Hopefully this is what you wanted! I got a little carried away and these turned out more like drabbles than reactions. I got kind of lazy at the end-oh well! Enjoy! [INBOX IS OPEN]

  • Jaebum | Jaebum would move like a demon is on his heels, he would practically sprint to you. Don’t be surprised if he catches you before you hit the ground. When you finally wake up its an hour later and only Jaebum is in your apartment, looking down at you as he places a cool compress on your forehead. He looks worried and so unusually flustered that you can’t help the soft smile on your face. “You scared me.” He mumbles more to himself than you and you make an exaggerated pout and tell him sorry. He rolls his eyes at your apology and gives you a quick peck. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll get better.” In true k-drama fashion he doesn’t let you out of his sight for the next week and coddles you to the point you try to make an escape attempt out of your apartment. ( “Where are you going?” “I just wanted to get some fresh ai-” “No. you need to rest.” “But-” “No.” “But-” “Nope.” “Jaebum!”)
  • Jinyoung | Jinyoung knows how important your career is to you, he knows you would spend every hour working, jump every hurtle to get what you want. He’s always loved that about you. You’re not afraid to try, even if you might fail. Wither you fly or fall, he would stay by you. And you tend to fall a lot- literally. Whenever you fall he would help you up and then give you a kiss on the forehead and mumble to himself about how clumsy you are. He wouldn’t give it a second thought until later but Jinyoung is always paying attention to you. You should have known he would have noticed. As the show goes on you tend to favor your right leg over your left, your steps seem a bit off, you aren’t smiling as bright and probably the most telling is the lump that is starting to swell around your left ankle. As soon as your done thanking everyone for coming, he’s in the wings of the stage waiting and quickly tugs you down halls until you find yourself seated in Got7′s dressing/waiting room. The staff members hardly bat an eye at you as they move around collecting their stuff but Jinyoung leaves your side and comes back with a small first aid kit and a nearly frozen water bottle. “I couldn’t find any ice.” He tells you before wrapping the bottle in a towel and pressing it against your swollen ankle. Unknown to the both of you a certain member - bam - has been recording Jinyoung’s romantic health care techniques. Unsurprisingly, he gets casted as a medical student in his next movie. It’s amazing, he gets an Oscar. 
  • Bambam | Both you and Bambam tend to be a bit careless. He is constantly forgetting his keys to the dorm or date plans, but it’s part of his charm. You on the other hand will get so invested in work that you forget to eat or drink - time is money! It’s no surprise when the dehydration finally hits you and you go crashing to the ground during a warm up set. The staff on stage give off a shriek and your boyfriend as well as the rest of the staff backstage run towards you. Bam is always one for the dramatics and he cradles your head and ask if your ok and break out into blubber tears when you don’t respond and then break out in blubber tears again when you do wake up. He’d hug you and burry his head in your shoulder mumbling something about “I love you” and “I was so scared.” and you’ll just laugh to yourself and tell him you’ll be fine once you drink some water. 
  • Jackson | Sweet Jackson is always around you. He’s beyond affectionate and being the affectionate, caring boyfriend he is, he is always taking care of you and being the overall doting boyfriend. When you accidentally twist your ankle going down some stage steps, you expect to meet the ground and you mentally prepared for the pain. In an instant warm arms are wrapped around you and your momentum was stopped. You look up to see the concerned face of your worried boyfriend as he quickly scoops you up bridal style. ( “baby are you ok?” “I-I’m fine, it’s just my ankle..”) You can hear the clicking of cameras going off and you look over to see fans clicking away at the both of you. Some of them even overhearing your conversation and pulling out their phones to record. You bury your head into his shoulder out of embarrassment and you hear Jackson chuckle as he walks back up the steps and towards backstage. Fan sites and netizens find the whole incident super cute. Unfortunately, so does media and gossip sites and you two have no choice but to confirm your relationship the next week. On the plus side, no more secret dates!
  • Mark | You were super excited to have been picked to join got7 on stage during the fan meet. When Mark had called out your number you quickly made your way to the side of the stage with the other chosen fans and waited to be allowed backstage. Once on stage Mark quickly pulled you into a hug and you guessed he must have felt your nervous energy and was trying to put you at ease. You quickly melted into the hug, letting him swing the both of you from side to side before finally letting go. As the interaction went on, you and Mark stood side by side as you watched the rest of got7 and their members try at the hackie sack game. When it was Mark’s turn he got to as high as 4 before the sack fell to the ground. Finally it was your turn. Luckily those days back in elementary school must have been good for something because you were on 15 before you misjudged the placement of your feet and stumbled over yourself and towards the ground. Luckily Mark had been close enough and grabbed on to your waist before you embarrassingly met the ground. He pulled you back into his chest and you could feel the heat radiating from your cheeks as the host said with 15 you had swept the game and won the prize for your team. 
  • Youngjae | In retrospect, the big issue with water effects during a stage is the potential risk for injury. You were in the middle of a duet with Youngjae, a cover of the classic ‘Endless Love’ when suddenly you go tumbling on to your back. Before you fell you had tried to steady yourself by grabbing on to Youngjae but it had caught him by surprise and only ended with him falling on top of you. You looked up at him and watched as his face quickly turned red as he realized the position you both were in. He quickly stumbled his way off of you and then reached for your hand to help you back up. You tried to straighten your clothes the best you could but the back was now wet and sticking to your skin. When you had both fallen the music had turned off so you and Youngjae glanced at each other and the audience before Youngjae started to finish the song acapella. You quickly joined him both of you falling back into the practiced routine and finishing. When he had finished the last note, Youngjae reached for your hand and you allowed him to pull you closer as you both gave a bow. As you were both being directed off stage by handlers you realized that he had yet to let go of your hand.
  • Yugyeom | You pass out during a joint stage with got7. One second your doing a routine with another young woman and the next your on the ground and the other girl gives off a scared shriek as there is an audible bang as your head hits the ground. Yugyeom can’t help his feet and he goes running from his side of the stage towards yours. Once he reaches you he’s relieved that he can’t see any blood but he’s terrified to touch you in case he might make it worse. When the ambulance finally arrives to take you, he jumps into the ambulance before his manager or anyone else can say anything about it. He doesn’t answer the many phone calls from the rest of the group and staff until much later. When you finally come to, your head is wrapped and your laying in a hospital bed. You can feel a weight on your arm and you look over to your side to see Yugyeom’s blonde hair as he sleeps beside you, his head resting on your arm. You smile softly and run your other hand through some strands of his hair before letting sleep take you once more. 

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SUBWAY SLEEPER, pt. 21

FAQ  |  pt. 1  |  pt. 2  |  pt. 3  |  pt. 4  |  pt. 5  |  pt. 6  |  pt. 7  |  pt. 8  |  pt. 9  |  pt. 10  |  pt. 11  |  pt. 12  |  pt. 13  |  pt. 14  |  pt. 15  |  pt. 16  |  pt. 17  |  pt. 18  |  pt. 19  |  pt. 20


art, art, art, arrrrrrt.  okay, i’m done.  except.  also.  y’know.  ART!


Lydia’s a study in disinterest.  Gaze stretching out across campus, lips pursed in judgment of the impromptu Frisbee match forming on the quad, position oriented to scarcely acknowledge that she’s standing with Stiles.

Stiles is tempted to tell her to drop the act because once obsession with someone has been coded into his DNA, there’s not so much as a micro-expression that he’s likely to miss.  He’s definitely already caught on to and catalogued the shrewdness that has been attacking her face all day.  She knows something but she doesn’t know what she knows and she’s been hawk-eyed and predatory ever since she figured out that much.

Stiles is not going to encourage any of that, thanks much.  Side note: why is everyone around him comparable to some type of bird?  Not that he’s thinking about hummingbirds, because he isn’t.  He could be, but he’s not, because he’s in control of his brain and he’s decided: no.  Crap.  Firstly, he’s totally thinking about hummingbirds.  Second-of-ly, what kind of bird would that make him?  Oh man, probably some kind of friggin’ goose.

He hates geese.

Now he knows it’s likely because he’s subconsciously recognized a kinship to them.

“If you had to pick a feathered representation for me, it wouldn’t be a goose, right?”

Years of following his bullet-speed trains of thought has led to Lydia taking that completely in stride.  She doesn’t even bother to look up at him, hand fishing in her purse for her phone to check the time.  “A seabird probably,” she offers, lighting up the screen, “they’re clumsy on land.”

“Well that’s a self-esteem boost I didn’t know I needed,” Stiles says dryly.  “You’re a true humanitarian, Lyds.  Also, the correct answer was secret option C) some kind of dinosaur.  I would’ve preferred stegosaurus, for the record.”

She brushes the hair out of her face, glances at him.  “I could have said a hoatzin.”

Stiles has legitimately no idea what that is.  “Th… anks?”  He thinks. Probably.

“More commonly known as stinkbirds.  You’re welcome,” she confirms.  Her gaze is less glancing, more stripping and Stiles pretends not to notice.  “Expert deflection, Stiles, truly.”  She golf claps mockingly and Stiles glares back at her.  “Now what are you deflecting?”

“If I tell you, they’ll revoke my ‘expert’ status,” Stiles points out smartly, “And rip up my ribbon.  I can’t have that, I’ve already put it in the family newsletter.”

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Little Ghost Boy

This has been sitting in my music folder for the past few days while I debated on whether I should rerecord it with piano instead of ukulele. But since I haven’t done anything about it I’m posting now.

So, I may or may not have read a comment that said there wasn’t enough phan music. I plan to rectify this (in other words CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. I’ve already got a song written for Dani and one halfway done for Valerie. Just a matter of cleaning up and recording them now)

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Luciana Souza & Till Brönner - Aquelas coisas todas (Toninho Horta).                                                                                                                                                 Del álbum ‘Rio’ (2008), Bam Bam Records.                                                                                                                                                                                         Toninho Horta - Aquelas Coisas Todas, extrait de “Terra dos passaros” : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-ExOKDirwU

anonymous asked:

Could you do a mistletoe kiss for Youngjae please? c:

“Youngjae-ah, what are you doing?” Jinyoung asked as he was opening a cardboard box with scissors.

Youngjae looked up at his hyung with a smile. “It finally came hyung!”

Jinyoung sat next to his younger friend on the couch. “What finally came?”

With a hardy laugh, Youngjae dug through the package peanuts and and pulled up his $10 purchase. “My precious,” he whispered as he lifted it in the air.

“A headband?” Jinyoung asked dumbfounded as Youngjae placed the headband on his head.

“Hyung, this is no ordinairy headband. This is a mistletoe headband,” Youngjae said as he pointed to the mistletoe that was dangling in the air.

“Are you planning to kiss that one girl you’ve been talking to?” Jinyoung chuckled as Youngjae responded with a shy laugh. “So what’s your plan?”

“Okay!” Youngjae clapped his hands together. “I’m going to show up at her house and go in for the kill!”

“…That’s it?”

“Well— yeah.”

Jinyoung sighed. “You should make a kiss more special than that. Especially if it’s your first kiss with her.”

Youngjae frowned. “So— did I just waist $10 on this— headband?”

His hyung snickered. “Not necessarily. Here, I’ll help you plan something else out.”

“A barbecue dinner?” you asked as you placed your cellphone on the other ear.

“Yeah,” Youngjae continued on the other line. “Jinyoung hyung said that he’s making barbecue tonight and he wanted me to invite you. I mean— I wanted to invite you and he said I could—”

“I’d love to come,” you laughed, trying to make Youngjae less uneasy. “I’ll be there around seven o’clock because I still need to buy a few more gifts.”

“That’s fine! Do you want me to wait for a call so I can buzz you in?”

“I’m with Mark right now, so there’s no need to. I’ll see you at seven!” As you exchanged goodbyes with Youngjae, you ran up to Mark and squealed.

“You’re coming to the dorm because Youngjae invited you, huh?” Mark asked. You looked up and were very surprised as if your best friend was psychic. “Jinyoung just texted me,” he snickered.

You hit him lightly on his shoulder. “Don’t freak me out like that,” you sighed as you sat down next to Mark and slid down the bench. “Quick question— does Youngjae like me?”

“I think the real question is—” Mark coughed as he sat up, “when are you guys going to stop acting stupid and realize each other’s feelings?”

“Excuse you!” You sat up with your face completely red. “I’m not acting stupid, this is a real question!”

“So was mine,” Mark raise a brow. “You guys have been in this flirting stage for almost a year now and it’s driving everyone insane!”

You leaned on Mark’s shoulder and sighed. “I don’t know what to do. Is it weird if I make the first move?”

“I don’t think it’s weird,” Mark said as he patted your head. “You really shouldn’t worry though, okay?” You lifted your head up, still full of worry. “Use this barbecue dinner to your advantage. Maybe today is the day you two know what the other is feeling.”

“Alright, alright.” You stood up from the bench and turned to Mark to help him up as well. “Is it weird that I already bought something in an attempt to get closer to Youngjae?”

“What do you mean?” Mark asked. You bent down to reach into one of your shopping bags and pulled out a headband causing Mark to laugh. “You bought a mistletoe headband?”

“What? Too much?” you asked.

You were about to put it on before Mark stopped you. “Don’t do it now,” he panicked. “That would mean I would have to kiss you,” he laughed. “I love you, but not like that.”

You nodded as you put it back in your shopping bag. “So— did I just waste money on that thing then? I mean— Can I use it at the dinner tonight?”

Mark looked at his phone and saw Jinyoung’s text. “I’ll think of something so you don’t put that silly headband to waste,” he smiled. “Let’s just finish up buying gifts for everyone first.”

“You made it!” Jinyoung smiled as you entered the dorm with Mark. He pulled you in for a hug and motioned you two to take off your shoes. “You’re not late or anything, I’m actually just beginning to plate the barbecue.”

You walked into the living room as Mark quickly ran to the bathroom. You were then greeted by Jackson and Bam Bam who were watching a rerun of Roommate. “Oh,” Bam Bam jumped in shock. “Noona, I didn’t know you were having dinner with us today.”

Jackson elbowed Bam Bam to shut up, making you laugh. “Yeah, Youngjae invited me,” you smiled as you sat down next to Jackson. The boys went ‘oooh,’ making you laugh again, but this time causing you to blush.

“Yah!” Youngjae screamed from his bedroom. You turned your head and saw Youngjae who was dressed up rather nicely with a dress shirt and black skinny jeans. You looked back at Jackson and Bam Bam who were wearing hoodies and sweatpants.

The boys on the couch continued to laugh as Jinyoung threatened to swat them with the pair of tongs in his hand. “Enough fooling around,” he nagged as he placed the freshly grilled barbecue on the coffee table. “Where’s Mark and Jaebum?”

“I’m here!” Mark said as he sprinted from the bathroom. “I think Jaebum’s still at the building talking to some of the staff about next week’s schedule.”

Jinyoung nodded his head as he knelt to the table handing everyone their utensils. “Well then, I’ll leave him some meat when he returns. In the meantime– DIG IN.”

“Youngjae-ah,” Jinyoung said as he began to clear the table, “can you help me wash the dishes tonight?”

Youngjae looked up as he swallowed his last piece of meat. “But..hyung..” he whispered as he kept side-eyeing you.

“Just trust me on this, okay?” Jinyoung whispered back as he pulled Youngjae up with his freehand.

“I’ll be right back!” Youngjae yelled from the kitchen. You nodded as you leaned back and propped yourself up by leaning your hands on the floor, sighing in happiness as to how content you felt.

Mark quickly nudged you, almost making you fall to the floor on your back. You glared at him as mouthed ‘it’s time’ to you. He stood up, pulled you up, and dragged you to his shared bedroom with Mark.

“Where are you two going?” Jackson yelled as he laid his head on Bam Bam’s lap on the couch.

“We’re going to have a serious discussion!” Mark yelled back as he close the door behind him. He leaned his back against the door and exhaled. “The bag with the headband is on my bed.”

“Wait–” you said as you walked to Mark’s bed through all the clothes on the floor, “you want me to wear it now?”

“That’s what I meant by 'it’s time,’” he said as he crossed his arms over his chest. You bent down and grabbed the headband in the bag and walked towards him. You were about to put it out when he snatched your hand. “I told you, not in front of me!” he laughed. 

He moved out of the way so that you were facing the door. He was right behind you when you put the headband on your head, the mistletoe dangling right in front of you. “Mark, I don’t know if I–”

“Hang on!” Mark interrupted as he quickly took off the headband, put something around your head towards your neck before putting the headband back on. Before you could speak, he put the blindfold above your eyes. “Alright, you can go out now.”

“How can I go out when I can’t see a thing?” you bickered. You heard the door click open and a hand grab your arm. You assumed Mark was leading you to the living room where you would wait for Youngjae.

When you got out, the room was rather quiet. You couldn’t even hear Jackson or Bam Bam talking or snickering as to why you have a mistletoe hanging from your headband. Surely, something was going on.

“Ready?” Mark asked behind you. You jumped a bit as you nodded your head. “One…two…three..”

And as you opened your eyes, you laughed at the sight.

“You bought one too?” Youngjae laughed as he pointed to the mistletoe headband you were wearing.

“It was on sale at the mall!” You pointed at his and continued laughing as you were practically crying. “You bought one?”

“I ordered it online!”

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Jackson and Bam Bam who were recording the situation that was happening. So that’s why they were so quiet. You looked beyond Youngjae’s shoulder to see Jinyoung and Mark high-five in the background. Ah, so it was their doing.

“Well,” Youngjae coughed. He looked at you and smiled.

You blinked twice before smiling back at him. “We don’t have to.”

“Tradition says otherwise,” he chuckled as he moved closer. “Plus I don’t mind.”

You moved a step closer as well. “I don’t mind either.”

And as Mark and Jinyoung gave you the signal to go in for it, Youngjae let his hands cup your face before he pulled you in for a kiss. His lips were softer than you expected, but he was practically trembling. You could tell he was just as nervous as you were for this moment.

You grinned in the kiss and let your hands gently grab his wrists, assuring him that he shouldn’t worry. His lips stopped quivering as his hands uncupped your cheeks. He brought his hands down as you slid your hands from his wrists to his hands to give them a squeeze. He chuckled in the kiss, making you laugh a bit.

The two of you pulled back from what had seemed to be the longest kiss you’ve ever had. “That was so short!” Bam Bam screamed as he and Jackson stopped recording from their phones. “Can you do it again?”

“Could you also move a bit farther?” Jackson asked. “You guys aren’t in the center of the picture.”

Everyone laughed as you let go of Youngjae’s hands. You noticed that he still held your right hand. You looked over at him and he caught your glance. “Oh,” he mouthed as he noticed that you were looking down at the both of your hands. “I’m sorry I–”

You leaned in quickly to kiss his cheeks as everyone was distracted. “It’s okay,” you smiled. “I like it.”

He smiled back at you and squeezed your hand. “I like it too.”

The Domestic Life of Mr. and Mrs. Rogers - Part 1

Want some fluff? I’m going to start putting little Steve/Nat ficlets here, scenes of their domestic bliss that aren’t enough to be a whole story.  These aren’t related to HotS and will feature little plots and what-have-you that won’t occur there (although I might incorporate or borrow some of it, depending). All of these little stories will be rated in the G/Teen department, unless I say otherwise :-).

Anyway, happy Easter!

1. Easter

               When the bright spring sunlight hit them, there could be absolutely zero doubt that James was Steve’s son.  Everything from the highlights of hisperpetually mussed blond hair to the glow of his baby blue eyes to the build ofhis little body to the way he walked… Natasha wondered (not for the first time) if there was any part of her in him.  There probably was somewhere.  After all, she had pretty vivid memories of making him.  And birthing him.  So she’d made contributions to him.  But with her two boys out hunting in the park, James insisting on carrying his little basket with his father trying to help him without helping him, practically mirror images of each other… Well.

               “They’re like the same person,” Tony grumbled from beside her. Apparently great minds thought alike. He shook his head.  “Look at them.  It’s disgusting.”

               She was looking at them.  Looking at them and melting just a little more with each moment.  James had Steve’s expression of sheer determination tight on his face, his cheeks flushed, eyes narrowed in concentration as he scoured the grass and flower beds and bushes for Easter eggs.  He seemed oddly directed, like he knew where to look. From her vantage up the slight hill she couldn’t really see the eggs, but they could, and they were precise in their acquisition of them.  Tactical. She’d never been a big one for Easter (or most holidays, come to think of it), but this seriously brought cute to a level even she couldn’t deny.  James was toddling further down the little hill now, the top of his diaper peeking out from under his pants, and Steve was pointing something out to him in a thatch of grass.  He ran over, every step threatening to topple him, and stuck his chubby hand into the spot. Sure enough, he found yet another egg, this one pink.  She heard Steve say something to him, and he was quick to put it in his basket.  His basket that was already loaded thick with eggs of every color imaginable.  Were there any left for the tons of other kids roaming the park on the hunt?  Part of her felt guilty.  A pretty small part.

               “You know, if you’d have let me help, we could have been done with this, like, an hour ago,” Tony declared quietly to her.

               “Stark, we haven’t even been here an hour,” she reminded.

               “Yeah, well, the point is Banner and I had it all figured out.  We were gonna build this egg detector thing, you know, something that could sense albumin or I dunno…  Put it in a toy or something for James…  Something he could carry around without attracting suspicion.  It was going to be awesome.  He’d find all the eggs in record time.  Bam.  Done. We’re back home, having chocolate and beer.”  She shot Stark an incredulous glance that said Seriously? far better than she could actually say it.  “What?  Captain Stick-Up-His-Butt told me that wasn’t fair.”

               “It’s not.”

               “But it would be awesome.  And a very Black Widow approach.  Spy-like.” She had to admit that was true.  “Who would know?  And like it’s fair having Captain America for a father.  Look at that basket.  He can hardly lift it.  It’s ridiculous.”

               That was true.  And James being James wasn’t letting Steve do it for him.  He was trying to half lug, half carry it back up the hill all by himself. Definitely his father’s son.  Natasha smiled, dropped her arms from where they’d been folded across her chest, and waved.  “Well, it looks like they’re done.  So you can stop whining.”  Tony huffed a little.  Natasha couldn’t help but compare the state of James’ little basket to those of the other kids.  It was pathetic (and childish) but she was kind of proud to see that he did have more. “And it looks like they found every egg imaginable, so there.”

               “It’s about efficiency, Red.”

              As Steve and James got closer, she saw there’d been battle damage in James’ quest.  His little khaki pants had a couple of grass stains on the knees.  His cornflower blue polo shirt was untucked.  But that didn’t stop him from breaking into an all-out sloppy run when he saw his mother.  “Mama! Mama!”

              Natasha dropped to a crouch, her spring dress fanning out around her.  “Did you have fun?  What did you find?”

              “Eggs!”  He proudly held up his basket (or tried to), that huge sprawl of Steve’s grin on his face. “Look!  Look!”  All his L’s sounded like W’s.

              Natasha made a show of peeking through his treasure trove of eggs.  “Wow, baby. You found all of these?”

              He beamed.  “Daddy help.”

              “A little,” Steve agreed as he came up behind him. “He did most of it.”

              “Could have done better,” Tony sing-songed as he turned to head back to the car.

              “Cheating on an Easter egg hunt.  That’s a new low for you,” Steve reprimanded lightly. Tony waved him off.  Steve smiled devilishly, dropping his tone once Tony was out of ear-shot.  “Besides, who needs technology?”

              Natasha rolled her eyes, sweeping her hand through James’ hair before straightening his clothes a little.  “Tell me you left some for the other kids.”

              He shrugged.  “Some.”  She gave him a deadpan look.  “What? Not our fault that we’re really good at finding things, right, kiddo?” Steve crouched and hauled James’ giggling form up into his embrace.  James laughed and laughed, flinging his arms around his father’s neck as Steve manhandled him around a little before settling him against his side.  Then he wrapped his other arm around Natasha’s waist and pulled her against him, too.  His lips found hers in a kiss that was maybe not entirely proper for the occasion, but she didn’t exactly find herself stopping him.  Maybe there wasn’t a lot of her in their son, but she’d sure rubbed off on her husband.  “Found you, didn’t I?”

              She smiled, reached down, lifted James’ eggs, and shook her head.  “You sure did.”  And, on this perfect day, she was so very, very glad for that.

anonymous asked:

What would sharing a new year's kiss be like?

Mark: As the clock strikes midnight, the ball drops, and everyone goes wild, he’ll automatically pull you in for a hug. “First hug of the year,” he’ll smile. He’d then pull you in for a sweet, gentle kiss. “First kiss of the year.” You’d probably respond by hitting him for doing all of this. He’d laugh as he’d say, “First punch of the year.”

JB: He seems like the type to be hyper during New Years, so he’ll probably be very hyper when the clock strikes midnight. If you aren’t anywhere near him during the new year, he’ll quickly search for you, wrap his arms around your waist, and spin you around. He’d then stop, put you on the ground, and kiss you. After the kiss, he’ll smile and say, “Here’s to a new year with my jagiya.”

Jackson: On the countdown to the new year, probably around the five second mark, he’ll turn your attention away from the ball drop and kiss you. You’ll be shocked at first, but you’ll go with it. And the two of you would hold the kiss until the new year starts so that he can say that he’s been kissing you since last year.

Jr: As the clock strikes midnight, he’ll grab your hand, bring it up to his lips, and kiss it as he shows an eyesmile at you. He’ll continue a trail of kisses from your hand to your shoulder, or until you shake him off your arm, before he kisses you on your cheek and then onto your lips. He’ll lean his forehead against yours before whispering, “Happy New Year, Jagi.”

Youngjae: He’d be super excited and super loud as everyone around the two of you are yelling and screaming. After yelling and cheering with everybody, he’d pull you towards him by your waist and smile before pulling you in for one of the most passionate kisses you’ve ever gotten from him. As he pulls away, you almost grow sad until he rubs his nose against yours before greeting you a happy new year.

Bam Bam: I think he’d record the countdown to the new year (probably on his phone). When the clock hits midnight, he’ll move all around and jump everywhere, while still recording. He’d then walk up to you and, in front-camera, mode, he’d kiss you. After the kiss, he’d whisper ‘happy new year’ and smile at you.

Yoogyeom: Even if you’ve been dating for a while, he’d be very shy about it because he’d want to make your very first kiss of the new year extra special. Knowing him, he’d take you by the hand and spin you around until you wind up into his arms. He’ll then pull you in for a sweet, loving kiss as he mouths “happy new year” to you.

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What’s going on with the Arrow cast? They can’t keep doing this. Every few weeks one of them posts an insulting ignorant tweet. This is really sad. Of course the stunt coordinator thinks “real girl power” is the ability to punch and flip in the air. Smh. Just for the record, Bam Bam, any girl can learn to fight, but not every girl can be a genious CEO of a billion dollar company under the age of 30. Not every girl can take down Slade Wilson only with her courage and intelligence. Not every girl can destroy your life and wipe you from existence with the push of a button. Not every girl gets the recognition she deserves without resorting to blackmailing her boss. Twice! Not every girl graduates from MIT at the age of 19 with a masters degree in Cyper Security and Computer Sciences, and rank 2nd in the National Information Technology Competition. I can go on and on but I think I’ve made my point. Now, tell me again what “real girl power” means. I was actually excited about this episode. Thanks for killing my enthusiasm.