because you had a shitty day

anonymous asked:

I'm turning 20 in 6 days and I'm literally having an existential crisis like wtf am I going to do in the future type shit and it's stressing me out :(

Okay let me tell ya something.
I didn’t know what I wanted to do till I was 21 years old. I just turned 23. While everyone was preparing for college after high school graduation, I had absolutely no clue what I was going to do. I went through countless of options and it seemed like everyone knew what they wanted to do since freshmen year. I was lost. Because I didn’t know anything. I barely knew myself. I was only 18. I would get so upset, and cry about my future constantly because I just couldn’t find ‘my’ thing. I worried about my future, about money. About if I was ever gonna be able to leave my shitty town. But something hit me one day. That, you are in control of your own future. You can choose what you want. You can try everything out. Everything and anything. And let’s say, you don’t know what you want right now… that’s okay. You have so much time left to figure it out. You have a life full of opportunities ahead of you. You’re just getting started! You have so much time. If you’re in college right now and you’re thinking “fuck. Idk if I wanna do this anymore.” Switch your major. Research different majors, take different classes that have nothing to do with your major. I’m taking a ceramics class in the fall… i’m an English major lol i’m doing it because it’s something that’s sparked my interest. And who knows, maybe i’ll change my major? I know the future is scary. Because it’s so unknown but if you become so focused on the future and living in the future, you’ll stop forgetting to live in the present. And you’ll miss out on the right now. You will figure it out. It’s going to be okay. And it’s okay not being okay.

little bad memory things :)
  • not knowing if you said something out loud or if you only thought it
  • “did i already ask you that?”
  • “what did you say”
  • raising your hand and putting it down multiple times in class because you can’t remember your question/comment
  • pausing in the middle of simple tasks because you can’t remember what you’re doing
  • “where is my [object i had in my hands literally 30 seconds ago]?”
  • not knowing someone’s name even though it’s the 5th time you’ve met them
  • rereading/rewatching books/movies because you can’t remember basic plot details
  • forgetting to look at the list of things you need to remember
  • forgetting the end of your sentence before you even start it/trailing off

based on this post where lardo and shitty are accidentally pregnant

She was five weeks in and nothing was showing, but she’d been puking almost everyday and had refused Bitty’s pumpkin pie yesterday. Lardo hadn’t told her mom yet, and Shitty refuses to tell anything to his father, but she knows that his mother knew. Jack had called her immediately after Shitty freaked and told him a week ago, before freaking out himself and telling Bitty, who had broken into their apartment in order to make sure she was okay.

“I’m okay, people should stop asking me if I was okay, I’m pregnant, not sick.” She complained to Jack, who only answered by giving a silent nod.

“Shitty’s freaking out,” Jack said instead.

“I know.” She groaned and put her face in her hands. A moment of silence passed between the two before she lifted her head again. “I don’t want to chain him down like this or jerk him around emotionally. I know he wants me to keep it.”

“He wants whatever you want,” Jack said.

She knew that, but she could also read Shitty well enough to know that he was ecstatic and wanted nothing more than to have her keep it. And the scary thing was, she could also feel herself being as excited as he is.

“How are the two of us even remotely qualified to be parents? He’s just starting his job, and I have my job.” And Lardo wasn’t sure that her bosses would let her take a maternity leave. And even more terrifyingly, she just realized that she wasn’t on the life track that she had envisioned for herself with this job. Sports management paid a lot, and Lardo knew she was on the fast track to a good promotion, but now this forced her to look at her life, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to spend it all on picking up after athletes. But she wasn’t sure if she could provide proper care if she didn’t have this high paying position. And it was a downward spiraling mess of disaster.

It was as if Jack could read her mind, or at least the mood in her mind, because he puts a hand on her shoulder and leaned back on the sofa that they were sitting at.

“Maybe you’re thinking too much,” he said. “Just concentrate on whether or not you want to keep it, and trust in your friends to help you no matter which choice it is. We’re a team.”

She sniffed, and suddenly Jack found himself with an armful of Lardo. She let her tears and snot stain his sweater, and he held her through her trembling. When the two of them extricated themselves from their situation, Jack extended a fist, and Lardo bumped it.

“Got your back,” they said together.

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Try to rip people off with shady flipped houses? Watch me flip your bank account.

So I don’t think this is entirely pro, but this just happened and I’m quite pleased with myself. Sorry for how long it is, I’m a wordy person.

Background: my girlfriend and I have been trying to buy a house for a month or two. Housing market where we live is tough, we don’t have a huge income, most houses sell within 24 hours, etc so it’s been a struggle. About a month and a half ago we found a house that was PERFECT. In the neighborhood we wanted, 2 bed 2 bath, at the very top of our price range but still doable, etc etc. Best part is that it’s beautifully renovated, new roof, everything is new and gorgeous! We put in an offer, but get outbid by someone else (which is crushing, if you have yet to experience that).

We mourn and then continue searching for other houses….until we get a call from our agent saying that the other buyers backed out and the seller is offering it to us first before putting it back on the market.

A quick important note here: the seller is the owner, but is also acting as his own real estate agent, and he runs his own business buying foreclosures and flipping them. This is important later.

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The real downside (for me at least) to be extensively trained in analytical thinking (which is pretty much all a scientific education is) is that sometimes I can’t shut it off and it does at times make it hard to just like, enjoy things. 

Like someone just wants to share a fun thing and my asshole brain is just like ‘here’s five reasons why that thing is probably not true/not as fun as you think it is’ and it’s like, calm the fuck down we don’t need that, just let people enjoy their shit geez. 

For example I was genuinely taken out of an episode of a shitty police procedural I was watching the other day because they had a scientist say something about better controlling his evil ‘experiment’ and I was like ‘well that’s not actually a true control for you conditions and it should be obvious.’ 

Like shut up brain, no one cares. you’re watching shitty tv by yourself, stop.

Punk (Chap. 11)

Originally posted by coporolight

Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: ~2500

Warnings: Language, mission/war related violence and gore, shooting, battle related injuries/casualties/mayhem

A/N:  My sincere apologies for how long this has taken.  I’ve been dealing with some personal things and, quite frankly, it took away all desire to write.  I hope you like this chapter, the photo with the shield later on in the story is actually the inspiration for the entire series.  So you can get inspiration from anywhere :)  I want to thank everyone who stuck around waiting and who has been so helpful and kind to me.  Also, I’m very excited to continue writing more chapters!  Thank you for your continued patience.

As always, feedback is always appreciated.  Please let me know how the ‘action’ plays out as I am always looking for ways to improve my storytelling.  Thanks!



Your face fell in horror, but you seemed to be the only one moving, the rest of the world seemed to be stuck in some sort of time lapse.  Bucky was still just crouching there, holding the boy, with that stupid, beautiful smile still plastered to his face, not yet seeing the danger, not yet registering your alarm.

No no no no no no NO!  Your mind was screaming the words as you tore your gaze away from the scene.  The man was getting closer.  NO!

You bolted forward, shoving the woman into the alley screaming for Bucky to run, ripping your vocal chords in the process. Your legs felt like they were trudging through molasses, like some force was pulling you back, weighing you down. And each step on the pavement felt like an elephant stomp making the ground shake.  But it was as if you weren’t moving any closer.  But you had to.  You had to.   Because what was about to happen could. not. happen.

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When I was out with family yesterday, I was wearing this really nice jacket and all of a sudden, my brother turned to me and said “You know, with an outfit like this you should be playing transverse flute and lead a riflemen’s procession.”

I secretly lost my shit because just earlier that day I had thought of Gil playing the flute, so now I ended up drawing Gilbert wearing the jacket I wore~

Say it with my now

It’s public SERVICE

Not public SERVANT 

Please show a little more respect to your food service folks, your retail folks and just anyone who’s out there with a job making things easier and more convenient for YOU. You’re paying for a SERVICE not a SERVANT and they really aren’t out to get you, they’re doing the best with what’s in their power. Please don’t act like you know their job better than them DESPITE not even working in that field once, they know their own job more than you do. Please be respectful to your workers for the service they give. 

i love the green day fandom and i wish none of you had an abusive family or didn’t have to deal with mental illness or any other shitty things. it doesn’t matter to me if you’re just a casual fan or you’d get every lyric to nightlife tattooed on your ass, i want all of you safe and to have a decent bed and food to come home to and to feel like you belong on earth because we totally do and we need to make that more known to each other even if it’s just on this hell site. please love or at least support one another even when we get into petty arguments or someone is merely uneducated on something and doesn’t understand.

Don’t You Know How To Knock?

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl

Warnings: Adult Content/Smut


“Goodnight, Joonie!” you called as the two of you went to opposite sides of the apartment.

“Goodnight, Y/N”.

A night out with your roommate was just the thing you needed after a long, stressful week. Namjoon was always down for a good time plus you liked going out with him because it warded off unwanted attention from potential creeps. Everyone always just assumed the two of you were together.

At first, you were nervous about your current living situation. When Hoseok told you his friend was looking for a new roommate, you immediately jumped at the opportunity to get out of your shitty apartment.

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Oh Sehun//Love Thy Neighbor

Originally posted by wooyoung

Summary: You move into a new apartment after your boyfriend leaves to go abroad, making your relationship long distance. You’re tired, stressed and missing him - and your next door neighbor isn’t making life any easier. (Part 1/Part 2)
Scenario: neighbor!AU, slightly angsty
Word Count: 3,712

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get to know me: favorite female charactersthe ghibli girls
 “Many of my movies have strong female leads – brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.” (– Hayao Miyazaki)

Little Things

Summary: little things you do with your avenger boo, and little things they enjoy or maybe even a habit

pairing: Avengers x reader

Bucky: With each and every day being a struggle for Bucky, it was nice for him to have a steady part of the day to look forward to. Being able to hold you in his arms was enough love to make his heart burst, and your version of couples bonding was typically on the battlefield. So the two of you came up with a better method of bonding, and much calmer at that. Hand in hand, both of you walk into the training room almost two hours before anyone else on the team is even awake. (This is also why everyone makes fun of you and Bucky for going to bed at 8pm) After turning on the projector, the two of you roll out your yoga mats and go along with the instructions being played out on the tv screen. Bucky typically loves to chat with you, but he’s a man of few words while he and you are waking up your bodies and enjoying one another’s silent presence. That is, until he asks you to help him stretch his legs, considering he loves the feeling of your hands working out the knots in his muscles.

Steve: Despite everything else in his life being in tip-top shape in the cleanliness department, it seemed like his shield was neglected in it all. Even after just doing training, there was a layer of grime that rested on top of it. Maybe it was just from the age of the shield, but it held onto dirt like no other. One day at training, you had picked it up to hand to Steve, and it left a film of grime on your hand. So without even telling him, you cleaned it while he was in the shower, and he damn near cried because no one had ever done something that nice for him. It just so happened that you were developing a little crush on him, which gave you a reason to carry on with this little thing. Week after week, you found yourself in his room polishing away at the patriotic shield while Steve chatted away about whatever story from his childhood had come into his mind that day. Even after the two of you ended up getting married you still find yourself cleaning the shield nightly, just with a lot more cuddling.  

Natasha: It just so happened that one afternoon you had sent her a link to a video on youtube, which she had never even heard of. Because of her curiosity, she invited you to her room and the two of you spent an entire day in bed just watching anything that popped up into her recommended. Soon enough, the two of you found time each day to just lay in bed and laugh at the stupid stuff you found. Being that she’s a major key to holding the team together, she’s pretty high strung all day. By the time that training and mission meetings are over, Nat is face down on the bed groaning about not wanting to get up for the next several years. So, it worked out having a few hours of laughter and relaxation with the woman you loved most. Making a habit out of cuddling with her wasn’t so hard either.

Sam: One afternoon, he’d come home from a weeks long mission and simply wanted a dance. Even if that meant you were in your pajamas, with your hair in a lopsided bun; he still wanted his hands around your waist with music flowing into both of your ears. Considering the fact that he was always with Steve, he’d began to adopt some of the older music that spangly pants always listened to. With the slow Bing Crosby song playing, the two of you swayed in your small apartment’s kitchen. Soon you found yourself in the same kitchen, every morning, with hooded eyes, just loving on each other with music going and the sun shining. The only things that changed were the ring that came to stay on your finger, and the baby bump that temporarily prevented you from standing too close to your husband, but you still managed to get that dance in.

Peter: Being the fact that you both are broke college students, whenever Tony offers new and exciting things the two of you are at the compound within an hour. Most of the time when Tony calls it’s about missions and what not, but when Peter’s new video games come in, it’s a whole different conversation. You and Peter pack up, and head to the compound for a weekend vacation. Traditionally, you order 6 boxes of pizza and pick them up on the way, and stop to get some beer with whatever cash y’all have left. For the next three days the two of you cuddle, drink, and have a genuine time with one another. This little tradition even continued as far as your honeymoon when you both realized that instead of being on a beach, you just wanted to be in one another’s arms in front of the tv for a weekend.

Clint: The team seemed to have practice for what felt like 12 hours of the day, every day. By the time they were done, Clint’s arrows were all dull from sticking into the various rubber dummies that were in the training room. So you took it upon yourself to sharpen whatever arrows you could find while he was in a meeting, considering you knew he had a stash hidden somewhere. Just the thought of him sneaking around pulling arrows from random places made you giggle as you were sharpening the arrows. Clint was so smitten when he saw you sitting there in the living room, surrounded by his weapon of choice. Needless to say, it became a friday night routine for the two of you to watch movies and sharpen away at his arrows.

T’Challa: All things aside, running a country was the most over exerting task he’s ever had to do. It’s no surprise that he forgets to do something as simple as getting a good meal in the morning before running all over the place for council meetings and Avengers business. Despite trying to remind him every morning, T’Challa would claim he was running late and would run out before you could get another word in. Being the helpful wife you are, you began to pack little snacks for him in his briefcase that he was using for the day. Not only would you put small bags of goldfish, you’d write notes reminding him that he’s doing an amazing job at managing a country and still being a great husband. These little things only made him more excited to come home and love on you each and every day.

Bruce: Despite being a brilliant man with amazing abilities in the lab, his handwriting is horrific. When it came time to look at his lab notes for what he did that day, it was all in shambles with shitty little drawings next to it. You’d been extremely bored one day because of an injury that left you on the sidelines, until you realized a little thing that you could be doing. Bruce’s notebook was full of extra papers that needed to be scrapped, and once you got through them you found the detailed pages and notes of breakthrough technology that him and Stark had come up with. With a new notebook, you began to neatly re-write all of the directions and ideas that accumulated in Bruce’s mind over the past few months. Even when you were cleared to be back on the battlefield again, you still found yourself in the lab on late nights, sitting with Bruce and writing new notes.

anonymous asked:

I got yelled at in school so I'm feeling really shitty today. Can you write some otayuri headcanon to make my day less shitty please? 🙏

Ahhh, I’m sorry you had a shit day, nonny. :((( I hope it gets better! In the meantime, have some pre-competition rituals (??) headcanons: 

  • The davai stays, because it’s nice to be able to cheer each other on in public, even though there are variations to how it’s being done now. If one of them is skating straight after the other, then the davai is often paired with either a passing clasp of hands when they’re crossing each other, or a quick hug if they’re feeling like it. 
  • Two words: matching hickeys. Yuri loves it, loves making Otabek mark him up just where he knows it’ll peek through his costume slightly, loves marking Otabek up the same way, even if he’s less careful about whether or not Otabek’s costume will hide it. 
  • Bets on who wins! They don’t really care either way, they’re both always happy with whatever the results are, but it’s still fun to bet on who has to plan the next date etc etc. 
  • Bribes to do better! “If you beat your personal best in the free skate tomorrow, I’ll do the thing you really like.” // “…….which thing?” // “All of them.” 
  • Yuri always ends up sneaking into Otabek’s hotel room to spend the night with him before competitions. He knows Otabek gets antsy sometimes, even if he doesn’t like to show it, and Otabek does always sleep better when Yuri is around. Yakov likes to pretend he’s upset about it, but he knows Yuri performs better when he’s sure that Otabek is going to perform well, so.
Wrong Loves My Company Pt 6 (NSFW 18+)

A/N: I don’t have much to say on this one except THANK YOU to @writing-obrien per usual. She helped me soooo much with this one, because contrary to popular belief, I suck at writing smut.

Warning: SMUTTTTTTTTTTT.

Word Count: 4526

Parts 1-5 [Here]

Originally posted by belle333black

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Can we get the RFA trying to comfort an MC who feels inadequate joining the RFA because everyone's so accomplished in there (either rich, a genius, or talented tbh) and she was just kind of thrown in because of Unknown? I'm sorry if that's oddly specific, but I just had that thought earlier and I love your scenarios/imagines. Thanks~!!!

i’m such a huge piece of shit for taking this long. i have over 60 requests. i suck ass. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry but like i have other stuff i need to do and inspiration just doesn’t come and it would turn out really shitty otherwise. oH, and thank you so much! and also, it was kind of easy to write this since i can kind of relate. i’ve been feeling like that lately.


Two days ago, the entire RFA attended an interview since the association started getting more and more attention with each passing day. Your actions not going unnoticed by the world, so it was only natural for the world to want to know more about all of you.

You were ecstatic about the interview.

They started with Jumin, CEO of C&R International, who was followed by Zen, renowned and incredibly talented actor, then Jaehee, (was/is) head assistant at C&R International and an incredibly hard working woman. After her, they started interviewing Yoosung, who was now an incredible student at one of the most prestigious universities in Korea and who had an extremely bright future. 

Seven decided not to take part in the interview for security reasons, but he was a genius and the brains behind the app and security of the organization. But everyone knew he was essential to the RFA. 

Finally, it was your turn to be interviewed. You had the possible answers for the interview well-rehearsed thanks to Zen. Everyone had done an amazing job which only made you strive for perfection.

How did you join the RFA?”

“What do you do for the organization?”

“Is it true that you took the last Coordinator’s place?”

“Do you think you’re living up to the last Coordinator’s prestigious reputation?”

You noticed that the questions started getting harsher and harsher, and it wasn’t until some technical difficulties with the lights and sound, that the interview came to an end.

You were sure Seven had something to do with it. 

Your friends and lover weren’t dumb, they noticed the anxiety that soon started suffocating you thanks to your body language. Zen was the first one to notice, so when the interviewer asked if they could continue the interview elsewhere, he intervened and told her in his ever-charming way that they were unable to stay any longer. 

It didn’t surprise you when the interviewer and the producers decided to call it a day.

You were finally home. Everyone was gone because they all had work to do and you conveniently had a day off.

Sitting on the couch, you started going over the interview and it suddenly hit you.

You weren’t worthy of being in the RFA.

There was a sudden tightness around your throat as the fact that the only reason you joined was because you had to. That the only reason you were part of this amazing organization was because you had been dumb enough to listen to a stranger and go deliver a phone that wasn’t even yours. The only thing you did was put yourself and the entire organization at risk.

You were not special.

You were nothing.

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time lapses/jumps v continuity errors

it’s come to my attention that some of y’all tend to confuse one for the other,,, which saddens me bc skam is literally all about time lapses/jumps; it’s one of the things that makes it!!! so special!!

the time jumps in skam are meant to show you exactly that – a time jump from one cut to another. it’s a very, very small cut that could mask as a continuity error, but taken in the context it’s actually presented to us (a time jump) it has a huge impact on the scene if you keep an eye out for one

thank you @stardefiant for being a bae and helping catch some of these

anyway ahem

an example of an actual continuity error:

even’s arm in this shot is obviously around emma

but when the shot pans out, even’s arm is back at his side:

we know this is a continuity error because this scene is dialogue-heavy and meant to transition smoothly. no time has actually lapsed between even’s greeting and emma’s excited greeting in return, so there is no reason why his arm shouldn’t have stayed around emma. silly skam editors. 

now, here’s a (very obvious) example of a time jump:

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anonymous asked:

!! I love how you write jelaous Jaehee!! RFA reacting to an overly affectionate friend of MC who has a crush on them and oversteps boundaries? Kisses on the cheek, long hugs. How would they deal with them? (omg that was long winded im so sorry)

I tried very hard this one.

Yoosung

  • nugget likes your friends and they like him
  • well except for that one friend you have with an impressive bracelet collection
  • they’re always sitting REALLY close to you or wrap their arm around yours or keeps giving you new bracelets
    • to the point you have a whole drawer dedicated to bracelets
  • despite his gullibility to Seven’s pranks, this does not go over his head
  • his jealous levels are too high
    • they even tried to DENY it right to his face
    • but those long lustful stares to his s/o is not acceptable!
  • almost each encounter with your friend, he smiles and acts normal but his eyes are like daggers
  • but one day 
  • one fucking day
  • you were just sitting talking with another friend while Yoosung and your friend was on each side of you
  • he glanced over to see your friend lean their head on you and nuzzle their face in your shoulder
    • for once you were kind of like uh what are you doing
  • YANDERE YOOSUNG ACTIVATED
  • you have NEVER seen death in your precious nugget’s eyes before
  • he doesn’t say anything or do anything actually
  • just stares
    • sends a telepathic message to them
    • I wonder how valuable your fingers are to you…
  • but when the group gets up and heads back to the sitting area
  • nugget insists you sit on his lap
  • uh ok
  • you do as he requested confused
  • as you were talking with your other friends,
  • your friend sat across from you and Yoosung
  • and this nugget was actually smirking

Jaehee

  • your friend is actually very polite 
  • Jaehee approves of all your friends but this one just rubbed her the wrong way
  • they call you almost every day about nothing
  • and they just give you these just ‘cause presents all the time
  • when valentine’s day came around, your precious gelato had everything planned out to a T
  • but just as you two were about to leave, someone knocked on your door
  • Jaehee went to go answer it while you were getting your coat from the closet
  • it was your friend with a bouquet of roses in their hand and they asked for you
  • gelato was starting to get a little frustrated
  • before she could say anything, you came in the doorway also confused
  • “Hey…um…MC, can we talk?”
  •  Jaehee just KNEW what they were about to say so just interrupted
    • “If you have something to tell MC, please tell them later. Now is not the time.”
  • you kind of wanted to say something back to Jaehee but this was kind of a shitty time 
  • you tell them that now was not the time and to come back tomorrow
  • you two had a very wonderful Valentine’s Day and Jaehee woke up early that morning to make breakfast for you
  • your friend came knocking at your door again 
  • this time she’s ready for it
  • Says something on the lines of “I know you have feelings for them. But they’re with me. Please respect that they’re in a relationship.”
  • because they’re polite they just nod and agree to not interfere
  • out of gratitude, she sends them away with a short stack of pancakes

Zen

  • this marshmallow is freaking jealous of all your friends that are a little overly affectionate towards you
    • if you hug one of your friends for longer than 5 seconds he requests you give him longer hug
  •  oh but one of your friends LOVES to give you such long hugs
  • he just glares at them until they stop
  • at first he thought they were just being creepy 
  • but then he heard from one of your other chums that they actually like you a lot!
  • marshmallow is NOT happy to hear this NOT ONE BIT
  • WAR IS DECLARED
  • he compensates by giving you a nice warm hug before your friend does
  • one time your friend managed to slip in a hug and this marshmallow saw their hand slide down to your lower back
    • AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
  • FIRST Zen talks about this to you
    • he’s uncomfortable with the whole situation and your friend
  • and after you kind of agree he talks to your friend
  • kind of feels bad a bit because your friend has had a crush on you way before the two of you had met 
    • and Zen just kind of came into the picture
    • all magnificent and perfect
    • your friend never stood a chance
  • as angry as he is about this inappropriate behavior, he tries to be easy on your friend

Jumin

  • it didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that your friend you knew since high school had a huge crush on you
  • even the donut can see it
  • but he tries not to pay too much mind to it because he knew you were with him and were content
  • it wasn’t like your friend was a bad person either
  • they even told Jumin just to sort of clear the air
  • the conversation was actually quite tame and both parties were mature and understanding
  • but your friend was starting to get a little out of line
  • they would playfully hold your hand or touch your face
  • it made the donut all flustered
    • how dare they
  • then shit hit the fan so quick when your friend just staring at you as you were talking
  • Jumin was shaking his head
    • hoe don’t do it dON’T DO IT
  • then your friend gave you a peck on the lips 
  • you were taken aback and very confused
  • you awkwardly look to Jumin because yeah he was standing RIGHT there
  • he stood there staring at your friend
    • but it wasn’t just any stare
    • it was the stare of utter inimical anger
    • slowly seething
    • holy shit you’ve never seen him like this before
  • honestly it’s his first instinct to fire someone when they anger him this much, but your friend wasn’t working for him
  • so he just removed you from the situation while maintaining eye contact with your friend

707

  • you were so glad Seven got along well with your friends and vice versa
    • so many nightly hangouts ^^
  • but one of your shy smol friends had this huge crush on you
    • they liked to show it through lots of hugs or quick kisses on the cheek
  • you never really paid no mind to it you just thought they were naturally a touchy-feely person
  • but Seven was very uncomfortable with it
  • VERY
  • made the poor jellybean feel so insecure
  • at first he devised an elaborate master plan, Ocean’s 11 style to expose your friend for the true monster they are
    • but they were cleaner than a fresh pair of underwear
    • if anything it was incriminating they didn’t have ANY dirt on them
  • darn!
  • always turned away if your friend gave you a quick cheek kiss
  • eventually one day he thought enough was enough
  • when you and your friend was saying goodbye
  • Seven made sure to say goodbye first and planted a big smooch on your friend
  • O-O
  • your friend was shook
  • you were confused at first but it was pretty funny so you ended up laughing until you got a big smooch planted on your face
  • after that anytime your friend was going in for a cheek kiss, Seven would step in, prepared to give them a wet smooch if need be
  • eventually they stopped with that nonsense

anonymous asked:

from the "drabble prompt list thingy" could you do Apodyopis with eggsy? thanks karley!!! :)

 eggsy unwin + apodyopis – the act of mentally undressing someone.

a/n; pre-kingsman fuckboi eggsy? pre-kingsman fuckboi eggsy

tags; @alexsunmners @rax-writes @mvximoff @paperclipmac @dicckgrayson

Originally posted by official-hartwin


The first day’s always the worst, you try and tell yourself as you walk into the Black Prince, pulling your pencil skirt down. It’ll get better, just gotta give it a few days.

Walking inside the pub, you’re almost immediately met with the overwhelming scent of liquor. Being it’s a Monday night, there are not many people in the pub, which is a plus for you. Your first day at your new job kinda made you want to curl up in a ball for a couple days.

You can feel the gaze of a couple of the men in the booths and elect to ignore them because all you really want right now is a cold beer and some time to clear your head. Besides, they’re all on the older side and you don’t roll that way. (Unless it’s a celebrity; then that’s a different story!)

You slide onto a bar stool and the bartender greets you warmly, informing you it’s not every day a woman frequents his pub, in which you laugh and tell him that it’s the only one near your new flat. He in return slides you a glass full of beer, in which he insists is on the house. (For first-timers, he said.)

Eggsy, on the other hand, has had a shitty day as well, but of course, for a completely different reason, which of course involves his god-awful stepfather. So he called his mates out for a drink, and that’s how he found himself there tonight.

Of course, he had noticed you right away when he walked in because when has a chick as hot as you been inside this dirty, old pub? And it became even more apparent when his mate kicked him on the shin from under the table.

“The fuck was that for?” Eggsy says in pain, as his friend laughs. “You’re a fuckin’ prick!”

“'cause I’m pretty sure you haven’t been listening to to me this entire time,” Ryan laughs, taking a sip of his drink. “You’ve been checkin’ out that fine chick over at the bar.” 

Eggsy rolls his eyes, lips tugging into a smirk as he brings his glass to his lips and says,

“More like imaginin’ what her clothes would look like on my floor.”

“Oh, what, you plannin’ on banging her right next to your mom n’ Dean?” Jamal teases, causing Eggsy to chuckle.

“Tell you what,” Ryan says mischievously. “Twenty quid says you can’t even get her number.” He pulls out the cash as he says that, placing in the middle of the table.

Eggsy laughs and stands and pockets the money, and says,

“Watch and learn, boys.”

They chuckle as Eggsy shoves his hands in his pockets and makes his way over to you, sliding into the vacant stool next to you. You spare him a look out of the corner of your eye and look forward as he starts ordering a drink for himself.

Eggsy turns to look at you for a second, before smiling and saying to the bartender,

“And fill the lady’s drink while you’re at it, mate!” 

At that, you turn to look at him directly now, as he uses the money from his friend to pay for your refill. You smile as he looks at you finally, and all you can think of is how goddamn attractive he is.

“I’m a big girl, you know,” You say with a laugh, pushing your half empty glass towards the bartender. “I can pay for a refill.”

“But I don’t see you denying it love,” Eggsy laughs, causing you to turn a little pink. “My name is Eggsy, and you are?”

You chuckle as you give him your name, and he offers his hand for you to shake. As the bartender gives you both your drinks, he says,

“So what brings a girl like you here on a Monday night?”

“First day at my new job. I think it’s safe to say I already hate it.” You answer, rubbing mindlessly at the lipstick on the rim of your glass. “And what brings a guy like you here on a Monday night?”

“Sounds like shit already, if you don’t mind me sayin’,” He laughs. “As for me? You know, just the standard, daddy issues n’ shit like that.”

You both can’t help but chuckle at that. During the next half and hour that you guys chat, you don’t deny the various refills he pays for and you certainly don’t mind the way he not-so-subtly gets touchy-feely with you. You’re well aware of his friends that he came in with, and you’re almost certain they’re getting fed-up with Eggsy not returning to their table.

“Well Eggsy, I’d love to stay and chat, but I’ve got work in the morning,” You announce, pulling the strap of your purse over your shoulder. “And I’m sure your mates are desperately missing you.” You add, acknowledging his friends.

“Those blokes? Nah, they aren’t,” Eggsy replies, standing with you. He then moves closer to you, not to where he’s invading your personal space, but enough to make your breath catch in your throat slightly. Eggsy removes his hand from his pocket and then traces his hand over the bare skin of your arm. “But you? Oh, I’ll be missin’ you, love.”

You swallow hard at the feel of his fingertips grazing your arm, and how he’s looking at you like he could just eat you up. It’s safe to say that you’ve both indicated the mutual attraction towards each other subtly and that neither one of you is opposed to making the night last a little longer. So that’s why you give him an almost sultry smile and say,

“How about you come ‘round to my place?”

At that, Eggsy smirks and loops his arm with yours, and says, 

“You just read my mind, love.”