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Your MC & Your Role As A Friend

everyone has “that friend.” which one are you? 

Aries MC // The Encourager. You have so much confidence and power in you, so you naturally find that getting what you want is just a matter of putting in the work. You will never let your friends fail and you are the person that they can go to in order to get hyped up, whether it’s before a job interview or the day of their wedding. You love to succeed and you feel like there is no better feeling than seeing them succeed with you.

Taurus MC // The Architect. For a Taurus MC, there is nothing more important than building on a solid foundation. You feel that it is your duty in whatever friendships you have to be the sort of glue that holds everything together, even if it gets exhausting at times. The truth is, you know that if you stopped, the whole building would collapse. You’re the recipient of late night phone calls that your friends keep finding themselves making, and you’ll never stop picking up.

Gemini MC // The Hookup. You constantly find yourself in this position of being used for something. Now, that’s not always a bad thing: in fact, you kind of enjoy having the upper hand in situations like this. People sort of depend on you to get them in to the coolest clubs or introduce them to that one guy that they couldn’t keep their eyes off of the entire night. You’re the social butterfly and the gift that keeps on giving. Your friends are incredibly grateful for all of the amazing things that you pull off for them.

Cancer MC // The Blanket. You cover your friends in warmth and love daily, they will never doubt how much you care for them. They look to you as a means of support and validation. The term “mom friend” is most certainly applicable here. You always come prepared: long car rides? You got this. A day at the fair? Water bottles for everyone! You treat your friends like your family, and because of this, you find it very difficult to let go when someone has wronged you. You want to heal the world and you want to heal your friends as well. 

Leo MC // The Influencer. A Leo MC’s ultimate goal in life is to be recognized for the work that they put in (and being recognized in general doesn’t hurt, either). As a friend, they are undeniably looked up to by the rest of the group. Others actually find it quite amazing how ambitious and generous Leo MC’s are. Their friends are their whole world, and they will pretty much drop everything when a friend is in need. They are pretty much what their friends refer to as “goals.”

Virgo MC // The Critic. While a Virgo MC’s worst critic is definitely themselves, they are also known as the analyst by those close to them. Your friends know that if they go to you for advice, they better expect to hear a no-bullshit, practical response. Now, despite what some may think, being critical isn’t always a bad thing. In fact, your friends rely on you to tidy up the messes that they make, whether they’re big or small. In reality, they know that you truly want to see them be the best versions of themselves and it all comes from a place of love.

Libra MC // The Mediator. An argument just broke out: call a Libra MC, quick! You don’t know how it happens, but you always end up being the one to break up fights and settle things amongst friends. You don’t understand why everyone can’t just act like adults and talk things out normally. In fact, you get really nervous when things escalate! However, you do actually enjoy having the title of the mediator; you appreciate the balance that you bring and so do your friends (even if they go back to arguing the next day!)

Scorpio MC // The Psychologist. Well, Kimmy just broke up with her boyfriend for the fifth time this week, and she’s coming to you for advice. Of course she is! As a Scorpio MC, you have a special gift. You find it very easy to step in to other’s shoes and feel what they are feeling. It’s not uncommon for you to know what people are thinking before the words even come out of their mouths. You almost creep yourself out sometimes with how much you know before you actually, well… know! Even so, your friends always look to you because you are a great observer and listener. 

Sagittarius MC // The Wanderer. You knew from a very young age that you were never meant to stay in one place; your friends know that as well! Because of this, you are constantly being called upon for 3 AM McDonalds adventures, 10 hour road trips, you name it. If there is travel involved, your friends want you there! You absorb knowledge like a sponge, and anywhere you go, your friends will surely follow. They love your care-free, adaptable nature and your ability to befriend others so easily.

Capricorn MC // The Skeptic. Truthfully, you have your shit together. And if you don’t right now, you’re planning to have it together by 4 PM next Monday. The point is, you always have a plan. You are cool, calm and collected in situations that others would normally fall apart in; for this reason, your friends look to you for reassurance. They know that you would never mislead them. You are a sort of big brother/big sister to your friends because you can smell bullshit from a mile away. You don’t take lightly to others messing with your loved ones.

Aquarius MC // The Teacher. Your friends have probably come to realize that you know a lot about a wide range of topics. So, it is only natural that they rely on you to educate them. Having trouble on school work? They come to you. Need to know where Kuwait is located on a map? An Aquarius MC has got you covered! You are unique beyond words and your level of dedication to learning is unmatched. Luckily, you know that your gift attracts some with ill intentions who will try to take advantage of your wealth of knowledge. Keep your real friends close, because you know the difference.

Pisces MC // The Psychic. It probably comes as no surprise to anyone that a Pisces MC’s true power lies in their ability to sense energies on all kinds of different platforms. Many have reported being able to communicate with those who have passed on as well. In their group of friends, this is who they are known as. The person that is extremely sensitive to vibrations. The spiritual essence of life is always within a Pisces MC, whether they know it or not. Their friends feel calm around them, because they know how to soothe so well.

 -Admin L

I really wish TWD would let Carol have lasting friendships with other women. That’s not to discredit her friendships / connections with men, but the show has a tendency to steer her away from the support of other female characters. 

She deserves steady companionship with other women that earn significance in the same way that her connections with Daryl, Rick, and Morgan have…and to not lose those friends suddenly in the way that any of her previous connections (Lori, Andrea, Lizzie & Mika, the women of Alexandria) have ended.

I will be so happy the day that Carol is actually allowed to develop meaningful, close relationships with even the women in her own family. 

GOT7 as Day Jobs
  • Jaebum: pet store manager. pretends to be tough and intimidating but all of his coworkers know he spends all of his free time with the kittens up for adoption. strays away from manager duties to watch the puppers get a haircut through the window. he's actually not quite sure how he got the management position. ate a dog treat as a dare (cried minutes later)
  • Mark: department store sales associate. his favorite part of the store is the home furnishings. he's extremely knowledgeable of bed comfort levels (he would know, he takes naps when no one is looking). also the type to take his full break and then go to the bathroom during his work time. claims to have a serious health issue that allows him to sit down whenever he needs to
  • Jackson: gym trainer. everyone asks for him because he's the nicest and always slows down when someone doesn't understand how to do something. hypes up ANYONE he sees around the gym. runs around bringing water bottles to everyone. often secretly texts during his shifts for his friends to come visit him when it gets slow
  • Jinyoung: daycare assistant. he's always the first to come in and the last to leave. teaches the babs how to draw hearts and stars. gets heart eyes whenever the kids share their snacks with him!! ecstatic! he's always playing with them (especially hide and seek) ((he's too big so they always find him in like .03 seconds)) all of the parents swoon over him when they go to pick up their kiddies and ask him to babysit too (he has business cards at the ready)
  • Youngjae: ironically applied to work at a fast food restaurant. ends up as employee of the month. his name tag is covered in stickers and he likes to play with the kids meal toys on his breaks. always brings his friends food at the end of his shift. accidentally spills company secrets because he doesn't know how to make small talk with his customers
  • Bambam: designer boutique sales associate. floats around asking people if they need any help color coordinating. 9/10 times will end up taking over and picking out their clothes for them. has been reprimanded for saying "are you sure those shoes match your outfit :^/" one too many times. also thinks it's appropriate to say "yas" and "work it" to everyone leaving the changing room to look in the mirror
  • Yugyeom: grocery store cashier. memorized every fruit and vegetable code and often points to said foods when his friends are eating it and recites the code with a smug face. doodles on the back of the receipt paper. EXTREME stress levels when his line has more than two customers. gets nervous when a parent leaves their child with him because they forgot butter. RUNS OUT OF THE STORE WHEN HIS SHIFT ENDS (and back in again-- he forgot to clock out)
You'll Miss Me When I Go

Part 2:

By the end of the meeting Keith was sure he hated Lance.
He was loud, obnoxious and never stopped talking.
Keith may of been able to forgive most of this if the guy actually had a reason to be at the meetings.
Grieving for himself?
What the he’ll is that supposed to mean?
Like what did he delete his Facebook and decide he needed coinciding for it.
No matter who was talking or what they had to say, Lance had a comment or a joke.
It was like he was laughing at all their suffering.
He was even smiling when Hunk told them all how hard he found it since he lost his grandfather.
Keith was losing it and Allura seemed to notice.
“I think that’s all for today thank you all for coming.” She said standing up.
“But we have at least ten mo-”
Coran was cut off when Allura directed his attention to Keith who had been glaring at Lance for the last ten minutes.
“Ah yes. I do have somewhere to be so we shall bring the group to an end until next session.”
“Sweet I’ll call the bae to pick me up.” Lance joked jumping to his feet and pulling out his phone.
Keith wondered what kind of woman would be crazy enough to stay with that weirdo.
“So any plans after this?” Hunk asked leaning his elbow on his knee to support his head.
“Not really.” Keith shrugged. He had planned on spending the rest of the night at home alone waiting by the phone for any word from Shiro.
“Well you do now.” Hunk grinned standing up and grabbing his backpack.
“Hu?”
“Hunks tradition, after every session we go get ice cream.” Pidge explained trying to look uninterested but something about her tone gave away the fact she was actually looking forward to it.
“I don’t know… I mean I wouldn’t want to intrude.” Keith decided to leave out the fact he wasn’t sure he could stand much more of Lance before putting him on his ass.
“Awww come on, first Lance won’t come, now you don’t want to come.” Hunk groaned throwing his arms up in the air dramatically.
“Wait Lance isn’t coming?… erm I mean sure I suppose I could go for ice cream.” Keith smiled slightly as Hunk threw his arm around him and Pidge.
“I see you’ve replaced me already Hunk.” Lance said jokingly.
“Please you know I’m just after the buy two get one free ice cream deal.” Hunk replied laughing.
“Ah I miss ice cream so much. Almost as much as you three are going to miss me until the next session.” Lance winked flirtingly causing Keith to cringe.
“Yeah miss you like the plague.” Pidge smirked.
“Ah you know you love me young pigeon.” Lance laughed obnoxiously ruffling Pidge’s hair.
“That’s a filthy lie and you know it.” She snapped without any real venom.
“Babe get your ass over here.” A tall man with incredibly long white hair leaned in the door way with a hand on his hip.
Lance’s grin grew as he did as he was told.
The man leaned down wrapping his arms around Lance possessively and kissing him on the top of the head locking eyes with Keith.
“Hey babe go get me a drink I something ok.” He said tilting Lance’s face up to him.
Lance blushed and nodded before running off eagerly down the hall to the drinks machine.
“So who’s this little cutie?” He asked cocking his hip to one side as he ran a finger along Keith’s jaw line.
Keith jerked away staring at his guy who must of been Lance’s boyfriend. “The names Keith and don’t touch me.”
“Oh a feisty little kitten I like that.” He chuckled “well Keith it is simply wonderful to meet you. I am-”
“This is Lotor, he’s Lance’s boyfriend.” Hunk sounded strange. Like he was… angry. Keith didn’t know Hunk very long but he just didn’t seem like the kind of guy that could be angry at anyone every.
Lotor glared at Hunk before his seductive smile returned “as the fatty said I am indeed with Lance… for now.” He winked and Keith felt very uneasy.
He didn’t like what he had called Hunk and despite Lance’s flaws he felt like he could do better then this jerk. But it wasn’t really his place.
“Shut up Lotor Hunks perfect!” Pidge yelled taking a step forward and had to be held back by Hunk to stop her from taking a swing at the man.
“Oh yes I’m sure he is. And that’s why Lance is hanging around him and not me.”
“You know what!” Pidge shrugged Hunk off and looked ready to pounce when Lance returned holding a bottle of coke.
She stopped in her tracks and Keith couldn’t understand why.
Why would Lance being there stop her from defending Hunk?
“Ah thanks babe.” Lotor took the drink kissing him on the head before taking a sip, which he promptly spat out and threw the bottle against the wall causing everyone to jump.
“You know I have diet!”
“Sorry bae I’ll erm… I.”
Lotor sighed “oh my sweet idiot, your lucky your so pretty, no one else would put up with you.”
“Guess im lucky you love me then.” Lance joked but Keith saw a slight shake to his hands and a nervous glance to Hunk.
“Yeah sure I do. To make it up to me you buy some me dinner.” Lotor purred grabbing Lance by the wrist and pulling him out.
“Ok… sure.” Lance glanced over his shoulder waving “I guess I’ll see you guess next session.”
With that he was gone.
“Wow…” Keith mumbled in shock.
“Yeah… Worst thing is it’s the happiest I’ve seen Lance in a very long time.” Hunk said staring after Lance like all he wanted to do was wrap him up and keep him safe from the world.

———————————————part 1: https://langsty-mc-langstface.tumblr.com/post/160449627965/youll-miss-me-when-i-go

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can I make a request? I saw somebody else do this & i couldn't help requesting it here because I love your writing! RFA + V & Saeran 7 minutes in heaven? Huehuehue 🌚

(●♡∀♡) Ooooh!

This might be a little self indulgent. Also, I’m assuming this is a spin the bottle type game? Or it is now in this hc post.


Zen

- His huge ass grin when the bottle landed on you and everyone else’s groans made your face completely red, but you followed him along in the closet anyway.

- I mean…He was a gentlemen, right?

- As soon as the door closed, you were pinned against the wall, blushing furiously as he leaned down to whisper in your ear

- “We don’t have to go too far, princess, but I would love to kiss you.”

- “I- Okay. Yeah, okay.”

- Part of you couldn’t believe he was asking you permission, but it was nice he was willing to at least make sure you were okay with this.

- It was sweet at first- He tipped your chin up, lightly brushed his lips against yours before placing a soft kiss on you. 

- But as you kissed him back, it just got deeper and deeper.

- Soon you had your body flush against him, feeling his half-hard cock against your thigh as you slipped your tongue in between his lips, teasing him with a light nip on his bottom lip

- You even managed to get him to let out a low groan that sent a fast shot of nerves right to your crotch.

- “Whoa whoa whoa, break it up you two.”

- Seven had opened the door while the two of you were, erm, busy. Zen instantly pulled away, a light blush on his cheeks as he cleared his throat.

- You could see Yoosung moping and Jumin looking pissed in the background, Seven just waggling his eyebrows at the two of you.

- Part of you wanted to smack him for being so dumb, but you ended up stepping out and instantly pulling your phone out.

- As the bottle spinned again, you saw Zen pull his own phone out and that blush deepen at the message you had sent him

- Like hell you were going to let just seven minutes be the end of it.

Jumin

- He was so smug when you were chosen to go in with him. Zen was yelling and trying to make excuses for you to not go in with the ‘trust fund jerk’, but when you told him to hush, you almost made Jumin grin as Zen nearly lost it

- He let you step in first, closing the door behind the two of you. Before you could even have a coherent thought about the situation, he had you pulled to him and his lips greedily on yours.

- When you made a surprised noise, he pulled back a bit.

- “Is this what were supposed to do?”

- “W-Well, yes-”

- “Good, we only have a few minutes.”

- He started kissing you again, nipping your lips and starting to kiss down your neck as his hand slipped under the band of your pants-

- “Jumin!” You scolded him instantly, clutching his forearm as his middle finger slipped in between your legs and started teasing your clit

- “We have a few more minute-”

- You let out a gasp as a shudder ran through your body. How in the hell was he so stoic through all of this?

- You felt his breath against your neck as he attempted to say something else, but the door opened before he could.

- “Bzzt, times- Oooohoho shit.”

- Jumin just reached for the door handle, pulling it closed and holding it as Seven and the others started a fuss

- You ended up laughing, finally finding it in you to pull his hand out of your pants, giving him one last peck on the cheek.

Seven

- You nearly joined everyone in a groan when the bottle landed on him as he let out a doofy grin

- But, you smiled as you joined him in the closet. Yes, he was basically a living meme, but he was sweet and cute, too.

- The door closed, and you could hear how nervous he was in the little laugh he let out

- “So, Mc, whatcha going to do now?”

- You rolled your eyes, but pulled him a bit closer to you and planted a kiss on his cheek

- Okay, you missed a bit in the dark and felt your nose hit the frame of his glasses, but you kissed his face and counted that as a win

- He laughed a bit, cupping your face in his hands and managing to meet your lips with his own. Nothing hardcore, just a sweet and gentle kiss.

- “Have I told you how soft you are, mc?”

- “… I would find a better way to word that, Seven.”

- “Softer than our precious Elly~”

- “Seven.”

- You felt his breath against your lips as he chuckled before kissing you again, letting it last a bit longer

- Even though he was such a dork, his kisses were so sweet and careful. 

- You returned his kiss, and soon the two of you were starting a string of soft kisses.

- … Until the door flew open with a stern Zen interrupting the two of you.

- “Alright, alright, it’s been seven minutes!”

_” Oh, you misunderstood the name of the game, Zen. It’s minutes with Seven, so there’s not a time-”

- “Out.”

- The two of you laughed, but you both left the closet. Though, you made sure to grab his hand and make him sit next to you afterwards. 

Jaehee

- As soon as the two of you were shoved in the closet, you could just imagine how stiff she was due to nerves

- (Was she going to kill Seven? Yes. Right when she got out? Yes.)

- She certainly wasn’t going to do anything, but that didn’t mean you weren’t going to

- Carefully, you slipped a hand in hers. When she gave your hand a squeeze back, you slipped your other around her neck, pulling her closer to you and giving her a soft kiss on her lips.

- She froze, but after a few more soft pecks, she started returning them.

- It was awkward, clumsy due to the dark, but after a bit you pulled away and giggled, still holding onto her hand

- “M-Mc, you didn’t have to-”

- “You’re too cute, I wanted you to relax a bit.”

- She clammed up, but you knew she was blushing. 

- The two of you ended up just holding hands for a bit longer, and then Seven slammed open the door with a loud “BZZT!”

- (Seven may or may not have gotten socked right in the gut)

Yoosung

- When the bottle landed on you, Yoosung turned such a bright red. Seven pushed the both of you towards the closet, and once you got in Yoosung was rigid with nerves.

- “Mc, you don’t-”

- “Shh, it’s fine, Yoosung.”

- Your hands found his, and you could nearly feel the heat radiating off his cheeks

- Apparently the both of you moved to kiss at the same time, resulting in the two of you bumping noses. You pulled back and giggled, Yoosung letting out a shy little laugh in return

- You cupped his cheeks, pulling him towards you more carefully now, planting a soft but decent kiss on his lips.

- He clumsily returned it, his hands finding your hips and pulling you a bit closer.

- After a few kisses, he was starting to get the hang of it a bit, but he froze with a small yelp as you nipped at his bottom lip

- (Okay, might have moved a bit too fast there)

- He pulled back a bit, his hands leaving your hips.

- “W-Was that okay?”

- Your hand found his and gave it a squeeze. “Yeah, that was good.”

- “I haven’t really…You know.”

- “That’s okay, I mean we can always practice.”

- When Seven opened the door, you got to see how red Yoosung’s face had gotten from that, and it was hard not to giggle.

V

- No one really objected when the two of you were going in the closet. Not even Yoosung, but he did look a tad grumpy

- V, however, was blushing like mad. As soon as the door closed, he was going on and on. “Mc, you don’t have to do anything, it’s alright, don’t feel pressured. We can just talk.”

- You ignored his anxious ramblings, slipping to your knees, lifting his shirt up a bit, and placing a kiss right above the waistband of his pants.

- He let out a soft gasp, instantly covering his mouth. You could tell he wanted to say more, to insist that you didn’t have to do a thing, but you’d be damned if you weren’t going to continue.

- A few teasing nips and you unzipped his pants, pulling them down enough to slip his half-hard cock from his boxers. You felt a blush creep up to your cheeks with the realization you were going to finally give this man a blowjob, but you shook it off, giving his cock a few pumps to get it to stand at full attention

- He let out a strangled and low moan, trying his best to keep quiet. You could hear him start to whimper your name, but you didn’t give him a chance to finish before you slipped the head of his cock in your mouth

- You knew you were running short on time, but you were desperate in making this feel amazing for him. When was the last time he was able to fully relax?

- You started pumping your hand along his length as you bobbed your head, sucking on his tip and loving his free hand wrapped desperately in your hair

- You could feel him straining to stop himself from thrusting into your mouth, so you let your hands rest and hold his hips as you finally took him fully in.

- God the sound he made

- It didn’t take long for you to taste a hot and salty liquid in your mouth, his nails digging into your scalp as he struggled to keep his groans quiet enough. When his grip loosened, you teasingly and slowly pulled his cock out of your mouth, loving the little whimper he let out.

- You stood up as he quickly pulled his pants back up, both of you thankful he was able to right before Seven pulled the door open with an annoying sound

- You just smiled and left the closet, V still leaning against the wall with a stunned blush on his cheeks

Saeran

- As soon as the two of you were in the closet, he had you pinned, your chest flush against the wall.

- “Do you think we could sneak a quickie?” He teased, his hands already fumbling with your pants as he grinded against your ass

- Sure, the two of you may or may not have been seeing each other in secret… And you might have been teasing him through text during Seven’s silly RFA afterparty….

- But you weren’t expecting him to already be raring to go, jfc

- You bit your lip as he tugged your panties down, his lips teasing at your sensitive neck.

- “Try to stay quiet.”

- You didn’t get a chance to respond before he slipped the head of his cock between your wet folds, rubbing it against your clit before finally moving back a tad and pushing inside you

- You started to let out a groan before moving clamping a hand over your mouth

- Saeran wasted no time in trying to get you to come as quickly and as hard as possible. One hand kept your hip in place as the other reached around to rub your clit. The two of you didn’t have long befor-

- “Bzzz-OOOKAY!”

- As quickly as the door had opened, you only caught a glimpse of a surprised Seven before the door was slammed shut.

- Saeran only paused for a moment, a bit surprised at how fast seven minutes had came and gone, but he wasted no time in starting his pace back up

- Guess the two of you had all the time you needed, now.

Signs Role As A Friend

everyone has “that friend.” which one are you?

Aries MC // The Encourager. You have so much confidence and power in you, so you naturally find that getting what you want is just a matter of putting in the work. You will never let your friends fail and you are the person that they can go to in order to get hyped up, whether it’s before a job interview or the day of their wedding. You love to succeed and you feel like there is no better feeling than seeing them succeed with you.

Taurus MC // The Architect. For a Taurus MC, there is nothing more important than building on a solid foundation. You feel that it is your duty in whatever friendships you have to be the sort of glue that holds everything together, even if it gets exhausting at times. The truth is, you know that if you stopped, the whole building would collapse. You’re the recipient of late night phone calls that your friends keep finding themselves making, and you’ll never stop picking up.

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RFA: Spin the Bottle

Hello, I really enjoy your account and find you to be a great person! Now that that’s been said I was wondering if you could write RFA+V+Saeran being landed on during a game of spin the bottle with MC?💕💕

I know I have like ten other requests, but this request is sO FREAKING CUTE. 

Yoosung

- Really shocked

- With his luck, he thought he would have to kiss a guy

- When the bottle landed on you, he slowly looked up 

- Then became a complete tomato 

- Little bird peck of a kiss with squeezed eyes

- Probably hyperventilates afterwards 

Zen

- Actually groans when the bottle lands on him

-  But then it lands on… you?

- So eager omg Zen chill your beast

- Gentle kiss that lasts a little much longer than it should 

- Keeps winking at you afterwards

Jaehee

- She was kind of bored during the whole game

- Then it landed on her, then you…

- Blushes and kind of jumps back a little

- Short, sweet kiss with awkwardly closed eyes

- For the next few weeks, she can’t look you in the eyes

Jumin

- Doesn’t really understand the point of the game  

- When he was chosen, he rolled his eyes

- But when the bottle landed on you, he smirked

- Roughly kisses you probably with tongue

- Now he knows why people play this game 

Seven

- He was the one who suggested playing spin the bottle

- Grossed everyone out by exaggerating his kisses

- When you were chosen, he gave a dorky grin 

- It was probably his plan all along

- Sloppy but long kiss, he was grinning the whole time 

- Blew you kisses across the room 

[V and Unknown]

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Even’s 20th birthday (this is half an hour late in my time zone and I’m devastated, god dammit work)

  • Isak wakes him up with soft kisses all over his face and when he knows Even is waking up he moves his kisses down and starts Even’s day with a happy birthday blowjob and shit if this is what his 20′s are gonna be like then Even is a happy man
  • they stayed at Even’s last night because Even’s parents have this tradition about a birthday breakfast, so Isak brought his stuff to Even’s after school on Friday and they’ve spent the weekend so far doing their homework between make out sessions because your brain needs a rest sometimes okay it can’t all be biology stats
  • sadly Even’s parents are home so they can’t share a shower no matter how much Even tries to cajole Isak into it
  • they do eventually both manage to get showered and make it into the kitchen, their fingers loosely tangled and their shoulders bumping together, and Even’s parents don’t even try to hide their smiles at it because if their boy is happy what more could they want
  • Isak is high key curious about this birthday breakfast tradition because birthdays were never much of a thing in his household after he hit double digits and he thinks it’s kinda cute that Even’s parents still fuss over him like that
  • Even insists that it’s more because his little sisters are still really into birthdays and everyone goes all out for their birthdays and Even doesn’t have the heart to tell them he isn’t really fussed about his own birthday
  • turns out that the birthday breakfast is a huge spread. it takes up their entire kitchen table. there’s a big bowl of fruit, pots of yoghurt dotted around, two filled toast racks surrounded by half a dozen different condiments and cheeses, and Even’s mother is plating up generous portions of smoked salmon omelette as the boys walk in
  • Isak sits down with Even but he’s kind of terrified that the table is going to collapse under the weight of all that food (spoiler: it doesn’t)
  • it feels a little bittersweet to Isak to see how close knit Even’s family is but he’s damn happy that his boyfriend has such a loving family. his parents indulge Isak in telling embarrassing stories from Even’s childhood, although Even laughs along with them too, and his sisters crow about all the cool things Even does with them which warms Isak’s heart in a way he didn’t expect
  • after they’ve all eaten as much as they can physically cram inside their stomachs Even’s mother pulls a little cupcake from some hiding place Isak hadn’t noticed and lights the solitary candle on it before setting it in front of Even and telling him to make a wish
  • Even stares at Isak so intently as he makes his wish that Isak feels like a mouse in the eyes of a hawk
  • when the candle is blown out Even’s sisters immediately start squealing asking about what Even wished for and he just shrugs and says I wished to be an only child again with a wink and ruffles their hair when they shriek in outrage
  • after breakfast Even and Isak go on a very slow walk around the neighbourhood to help their food go down (Even’s mum suggested it and it didn’t actually sound like a bad idea) and they’re their usual disgusting selves, holding hands and pushing each other around and then pulling the other back with their arms around their waist, fogging up the cool air around them with their laughter
  • they make a quick stop at the coffee place and Isak asks if the birthday boy gets any sort of senior discount
  • turns out he doesn’t qualify but the barista does wish him a happy birthday and Even just grins and pulls Isak into his side and says how could I not with this beautiful young man by my side
  • the barista thinks they’re the cutest thing she’s seen in her whole life
  • the boys take their drinks to go and head over to the kollectivet, enjoying the early afternoon sunshine and each other’s company
  • they get back to Isak’s just after 1PM and it can’t be determined who startled more when a dozen people yelled surprise
  • both squads are present as well as the kollectivet (even Linn is there, in her pyjamas but there) and they’re all there to celebrate their friend’s birthday and Even is so surprised that they considered him a friend that it takes him a minute to settle into it
  • despite it being like one in the afternoon on a Sunday there is alcohol aplenty
  • Isak knows that Even knows his limits and doesn’t fuss over his drinking or smoking unless he can see the telltale signs of an episode and today is not one of those days so he lays back on the sofa and enjoys a few drinks with his boyfriend and their friends
  • when everyone has their drinks Magnus stands up and makes a toast to Even, wishing him many more years of fun stories and frostbitten balls
  • Even snorts into his beer but raises his bottle anyway and everyone follows his lead and the party (if it could even be called that) kicks off
  • alcohol flows freely and people start talking about their favourite Even story because he’s been involved in a few of their social events seeing as he’s Isak’s boyfriend but aside from that he’s just a cool guy and everyone loves him so????????? of course they’re gonna hang out with him and have stories to tell????????
  • Noora and Vilde go into the kitchen and come back a few minutes later with a stupidly big cake covered in flaming candles and Even laughs about people trying to fatten him up today
  • que Isak telling everyone about the massive breakfast and now this massive cake but then he looks over at Even and he’s just like you’re a beanpole though so like of course people are trying to fatten you up
  • Linn just tells Even to blow his candles out before they burn the building down and Even does that intense staring at Isak again as he blows them out
  • the candles are out for maybe .25944932479 of a second before everyone starts clamouring for a bit
  • Eva may or may not get a bit too drunk and emotional and grab Even’s hand and tell him that he’s amazing and she hopes he has a really happy life with lots of good birthdays and friends and yep yep yep time for people to start going home if Eva’s getting emotional
  • after 7PM most people have left the flat, wishing Even a last happy birthday on their way out, and it’s just Even and the kollectivet so he helps them clear up the bottles and snack food
  • Eskild’s kinda tipsy so he pulls Even into a hug and kisses his cheek messily and tells him to make sure his happy birthday sex isn’t too loud because Eskild has to be up early tomorrow
  • Isak drops the bottle he was emptying into the sink and goes even brighter red because he wasn’t even subtly shocked he thought that shit was just in movies but here he is with a sink full of broken glass
  • Even only makes it worse when he winks at Eskild and says he can’t promise anything before grabbing Isak’s hand and hauling him off into the bedroom despite the fact it’s barely even 8PM
  • Isak tries to be mad but Even keeps peppering kisses over his mouth and hell Isak can’t keep up his pout when Even does that and Even knows it
  • they flop back into bed because it’s actually been an exhaustingly social day and Isak the Introvert needs to recharge now so he decides that it’s cuddly boyfriend time and practically tries to get under Even’s skin
  • they spend a few minutes just holding onto each other before Isak casually tells Even he has a present for him and enjoys the surprised look on Even’s face that quickly turns into excitement
  • Isak refuses to say when Even asks what it is, claiming that Even has to work for it
  • thus commences Even kissing Isak all over until the boy caves in and reaches into his bedside table and pulls out a joint
  • I thought we could share one seeing as it’s a special occasion is Isak’s explanation
  • Even argues that it’s only a birthday and Isak has a rare moment of breathtaking honesty and softness and says that there’s nothing more special than the day Even Bech Næsheim came into the world
  • he gets another kiss for that and Even tries to convey all the love he feels for this boy into the kiss
  • they spent the next hour passing the joint back and forth in bed and enjoying the high together
  • they talk about the past and the future and everything in between, pressed as close together as two people can be
  • inevitably hands start to wander
  • their touches start slow and lazy and comforting but it never takes long for things to get heated between them and Isak finds himself sat on Even’s lap with the birthday boy spread out under him
  • they both feel a bit hazy from the weed and the alcohol so they end the day with Isak lazily riding Even, hands clasped and foreheads pushed together and soft moans warming the air between them until they’re both spent and slumped together on the bed
  • when Isak can finally use his higher brain power again he presses a kiss to Even’s warm cheek and asks if he had a good birthday
  • Even just pulls him closer and whispers that every day with Isak is a good day because what could be better than spending your day with the one you love
  • and yeah that’s cute but Isak needs to know if Even had a good birthday alright he just does
  • Even rolls his eyes and accuses Isak of ruining the moment he was trying to make but reassures Isak that yes he had a great birthday he doesn’t need to worry about that
  • they’re both asleep by 10.30, tangled up in each other
Like a Dream - Jeff Atkins Imagine

Request: Hey lovely, could I please ask for a Jeff Atkins imagine, where he gets jealous of you being best friends with zach because you play kiss the bottle at a house party and zach kissed you, but he hasn’t actually asked you out yet. Thanks lovely!! Don’t worry if not:)

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x Reader

Word Count: 977


“Hurry up, Y/N! We’re going to be late if you don’t get your ass down here soon!” I hear my best friend, Zach, call from downstairs.

“Be patient, dammit!” I call back. “I just need to find my shoes!”

Even though he is downstairs and I am up in my room, I can practically hear Zach roll his eyes. Zach and I have been friends since second grade, when Ms. Benson made us sit next to each other on the first day of school. I’ve always been talkative and friendly, so it was only natural that I would practically force Zach to become my best friend.

“Anyway, it’s a high school party. It’ll last for hours so it’s impossible to miss,” I say, rushing downstairs and past Zach to get to his car. 

“But, see, I’m on the basketball team. I gotta keep up that reputation,” he retorts back.

“What reputation?” I laugh.

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anonymous asked:

I know requests are closed but "please dont leave me"?

Harry startled himself awake, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his forehead. It took him a moment to remember where he was, to remind himself that you weren’t really here, it had just been a dream. The same dream he’d had over and over since you’d left; you looked at him with such disappointment, tears streaming down your face followed by mascara. No matter what he did, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t fix it, couldn’t make you stop crying. Now, he wiped a hand down his face, squeezing his eyes shut again to push down his own tears. He got up from the couch where he slept now. He couldn’t bear sleeping in the bed you used to share and he hadn’t washed the sheets since you left… Lipstick smudges still on your pillowcase and your scent so palpable he had trouble reminding himself you didn’t sleep here anymore.

If he closed his eyes, like he was now as he stood in the threshold of the bedroom, he could see you curled up on your side of the bed. Hair splayed across the pillowcase. Harry sighed and turned away from the bedroom, still unable to cross past the door. He walked past the glassless frame that held his favorite picture of the two of you. Harry was smiling at the camera, but you were looking up at him, laughter lighting up your whole face as you hung on his arm. He couldn’t remember now why you had been laughing. You would’ve remembered. The night you left he had been so distressed, he flung the picture across the room, shattering it. He hadn’t gotten around to cleaning it until the next day and he hadn’t had the heart to throw it away so there it stood, back where it was before. He stopped in front of it for a few moments before placing it facedown on the table and walking away.

Remnants of you were still all around the house. The sticky note on the fridge to remind yourself to buy eggs a few weeks ago, your favorite ice cream in the freezer, the lilies you bought dying in their vase in the dining room. He knew he should get rid of them, they only made him upset, but he couldn’t bring himself to. Harry couldn’t bear living in a house with you all over it but he couldn’t bear acting like you had never lived here either.

He had known this was coming, had known it for weeks, and yet when he pulled up to the house and saw your bags lined up outside, something in him broke. Repeatedly, he had let you down. You hadn’t asked for much and he remembered the exact moment when he could see in your eyes that it was over for you.

Where are you? You had texted him for the fourth time that night. And for the fourth time he ignored it, slipping his phone back into his pocket and redirecting his attention to Jeff as they talked about his music.

By the time he got home that night, the house was empty and you were cleaning up cups and plates, throwing away empty bottles and cans.

“Where is everyone?” He asked as he closed the door behind him.

You had looked at him then, with a look of pure contempt. “They went home.” And you resumed cleaning.

“Baby, I’m sorry, I was held up at work.” Upon further observation he noticed you were in his favorite dress, hair curled just the way he liked it.

You slammed a bottle on the counter, “You missed my birthday, Harry.”

He opened and closed his mouth, “Come on, love, it’s not your actual birthday.”

“Do you know how humiliating it was for me,” You swallowed past the lump in your throat, eyes shining, “When everyone asked where you were? All your friends were here, both our families were here, everyone was here except for you. On top of the humiliation… the only person I really wanted to see tonight was too busy for my birthday.”

“That’s not fair—“

“It’s not?” You were really crying now and he wanted to go to you, but he stayed put. “I’ve been patient, I’ve accepted every excuse for every postponed date night, every missed family function, you promised you’d be here tonight.” You shook your head and rolled your eyes back to stare at the ceiling, trying to keep the tears in. “You promised, Harry.” You said softly this time.

And the way you looked at him that night before storming past and slamming the bedroom door shut… You had looked at him like you had expected this from him and you were more disappointed with yourself for getting your hopes up. That was when he knew that he had ruined everything.

And still, he tried to change your mind as you walked away from him that night. “Stop. Please, love, I’m begging you, bring your bags inside, we can talk about this.”

You continued packing your car, tears streaming down your face. “We have talked, Harry, you don’t listen.”

“You can’t…” He shook his head as he watched you, unbelieving. You were really doing this. “Please don’t leave me.” Harry was crying now and the desperation in his voice made you pause.

You calmly walked over to him and ever so gently kissed his cheek, “I’ll always love you.” You whispered, barely keeping your composure.

He turned his head, pressing your foreheads together, mixing your tears with his own. “You’re the only one.” He choked out and you both shook with sobs, neither one wanting to let go. You let go first.

And so he watched you go and walked back into the empty house, prepared a meal for one, turned on your favorite TV show out of habit before turning it off and sitting in silence.

Weeks had passed, but your ghost still floated around.

He wondered if you’d ever leave him alone… he wondered if he even wanted you to.

Fear Potion

TW: Mentions of sexual assault, attempted sexual assault.

Dear diary,

It’s been six months to the day since I was raped.

I still haven’t gone back to school, I’m doing it all from home. It’s easier so I don’t have to face him. I sometimes miss my friends, but at least there’s Facebook. Not many of them talk to me anymore. There’s a few that do but half of those treat me like I’m… different. I haven’t changed.

That’s a lie. A lot has changed. But I’m still Alex.

And I’ve finally picked up going to the survivor support group.

The leader’s name is Krissa. She’s nice. I told them my story. For once I felt no judgment. Even my mom seems critical of my every move.

I’ll keep going back.

I don’t know if I can survive this still.

I survived today though. That counts for something, at least.

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What if Viktor’s hair isn’t naturally straight but curly and he hates it? Imagine him waking up early every morning to straighten his hair. One reason he cut his hair so short was because it took him so long to straighten.

The first time Yuuri finds out about this he’s more than surprised to say the least and he wonders how Viktor manages to keep it straight in the humid hot springs. (Let’s just say Viktor has the dopest and most foolproof hair products ever.)

Yuuri obviously loves Viktor’s natural hair just as much as he loves Viktor’s straight hair. Sometimes when they’re watching a movie or just cuddling he’ll unconsciously roll a lock of Viktor’s hair round and round his finger. He loves to see it curl and bounce back like a spring. He especially loves it when Viktor has just woken up because it’s so big and soft and floofy!

One day Viktor’s flat iron breaks and he refuses to leave the house sporting his natural hair. Yuuri tries convincing him to wear a hat but Viktor is appalled and disgusted. He hates hats because no matter how he wears them, they always end up making his forehead look huge. In the end Yuuri leaves for the rink by himself, Viktor gets a very colorful phone call from Yakov for missing practice, and Yuuri buys a new flat iron for his boyfriend on his way back home. 

Viktor avoids the rain like the plague and always carries an umbrella in case it ever starts raining suddenly because as amazing as his hair products are, they aren’t perfect. Same with snow.

One time during practice Viktor really pisses Yurio off and unthinkingly Yurio douses Viktor with water from his water bottle. That day everyone in the rink finds out that Viktor has curly hair. Viktor almost cries even though everyone assures him his natural hair is beautiful (of course Yurio is cackling in the background and making comments about how Viktor looks like Makkachin–”like master, like pet”–until Mila threatens to lift him and throw him across the ice).

With Yuuri’s help, Viktor becomes more confident in his natural hair. He starts straightening it less and less until he sees the beauty that Yuuri sees and he thanks Yuuri everyday for making him stronger than he was before.  

voltron team as things ive done

shiro: dropped all his papers in school and sat on the floor for 5 minutes crying silently with his head in his hands

lance: sings the star spangled banner at the top of his lungs almost every day at home

pidge: *gets one problem right after stressing over it for 10 mins* “i’m SO FUCKING SMART”

keith: lights things on fire whenever he gets the chance

hunk: picks flowers for his dog and puts them in his fur

allura: put a water bottle in her hair and walked elegantly down to a lobby of a hotel with a bunch of people down there

coran: thought pepperoni grew out of the ground

Playing Games

This is basically a longer re-write of this prompt with more feelings. 

I absolutely didn’t use this as an excuse to practice writing about kissing. 


Dex had known this was going to be a disaster going into it.

It was the last Kegster before midterms and everyone was drinking like it was the end of the world, trying to get as shitfaced as possible in preparation for the next two weeks of all-nighters. Jello shots were demolished, red solo cups littered the floor, and tub juice flowed freely through the Haus. Everyone was buzzed, and even though Dex didn’t normally like to drink too much at parties, he was steadily approaching “tipsy.”

That was the first mistake. The second was letting Nursey rope him into a game of Spin the Bottle.

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#55: Shut Up and Kiss Me Already // Alex Standall

Request: 55 and 59 with Alex

Requested by: @a-spark-in-the-dark-yeah

Pairing: AlexxReader

Alex and I were at a party at Jessica’s house. The two of us were looking for something to do tonight and were at a loss until Jessica texted me saying her parents were gone for the weekend and she’s having a few people over. Pretty soon “a few people” turned into half of the class.

We were in the kitchen looking for something to drink that wasn’t alcoholic. Personally I don’t like the taste of alcohol so I steered clear of it. At times I wish I could join in on the fad and get sloppy drunk just to do it but I couldn’t bring myself to drink more than a sip or two. I grabbed a water while Alex grabbed a beer and headed to the living room where our friends were seated.

At first everyone was busy with their own individual conversations talking about school, who’s hooking up with who, what they were going to drink next, or arguing about who the designated driver was.

I turn to Alex who was half way done with his beer and that’s when it hit me how gorgeous he was. His blonde hair was slightly messy and his septum ring complimented him nicely. His bright blue eyes were looking around the room until they landed on me and I smiled.

“What?” he laughed and I shook my head.

“You’re just cute.” I wink at him and he blushes.

“Let’s play spin the bottle!” Jessica suggests and everyone cheers.

“Great! I didn’t know we were in the sixth grade!” Alex mocked and I laughed. I was always the only one laughing at his sarcastic remarks. I don’t know why I just loved them.

“Oh come on, grouchy.” I teased and sat on the floor as Justin and Zach moved the coffee table to the side.

“Okay. There is only one rule: you must kiss whoever it lands on, boy or girl.” Jessica raised her eyebrows as she explained and I could see a few boys with nervous looks on their faces.

“I’ll go first.” She offered and spun the bottle.

“Y/N.” she said as the bottle landed on me and I nervously chuckled.

“C’mon, it’s just a kiss. We aren’t scissoring.” she rolled her eyes and a few hollers were made at her comment and she glared at the boys. I sigh and get on my knees, leaning into her and giving her a small peck on her lips. Cheers were heard around us and I scoffed.

“Okay calm down.” I laugh and sit back down next to Alex who was shuffling awkwardly. We went around the circle with more kisses exchanged and then it was Alex’s turn to spin.

“This is dumb. You can skip me.” he grunted.

“Suit yourself.” I said as I grabbed the bottle and took my turn. Honestly I had no idea why I was playing seeing as I didn’t really want to kiss anyone. Well maybe one person comes to mind. And to my luck the bottle lands on him.

I look at Alex and his eyes widen.

“Are you sure?” he chuckles nervously.

“It’s just a game, Alex. Don’t stress out too much.” I reassure him and he wipes his palms on his jeans.

“I mean we don’t have to if you don’t want to. We’re friends this could be weird.” he rambles.

“Just kiss her.” Justin exclaimed impatiently and we looked at each other.

“Okay, but what if-” he starts and I cut him off, “Shut up and kiss me already.” I say exasperated and his lips crash onto mine. The kiss was brief but sweet and my body felt warm and fuzzy afterwards. I could taste the beer he was drinking on his lips. We pull away as the person next to me spins the bottle.

One thing was for sure, I don’t think I hate the taste of alcohol as much anymore.

anonymous asked:

I ❤you and your writing. B + C met during a games night at mutual friends when they got ultra competitive over a game of Monopoly. It's only right that he proposes during a game of Pictionary with the gang. Except Clarke is so focused on trying to win, that the 'subtle' theming of all the clues (i.e. totally obvious films/books etc about love and marriage, especially picked by Bellamy) totally passes her by... Cue much hilarity amongst their friends, and much exasperation/love from Bellamy. ❤

Thanks for the prompt!! I tweaked it a little, firstly because I was going on memory and forgot it was specifically pictionary, and then secondly because the thought of someone proposing to me in public/in front of people genuinely horrifies me and I couldn’t bring myself to write it lmao. Hope you like it anyway!

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“So, marriage.”

Bellamy drives off the road, blinking at the TV as Princess Peach zooms across the finish line while his screen is black, Waluigi falling into the abyss.

“Was that intentional?” He asks, finishing the race on autopilot and in twelfth place, as Clarke snuggles into his side and presses her smile into his shoulder.

“It was a conversation I’ve been trying to figure out when to have.”

“And you decided the last three seconds of Rainbow Road was the right time?”

“Two birds, one stone.” She tilts her head and smirks up at him, and he can’t help the way his irritation instantly disappears. She might be ruthlessly competitive, but he’s also like ninety percent sure she wants to marry him, and he can’t find it within himself to be upset about anything when he’s thinking about that. “So what do you think?”

“What do I think about marriage? In general?”

“Sure. And to me, specifically.”

“Is this you proposing?”

“No way,” she snorts. “You know I don’t half-ass anything, ever. If I propose, I’m gonna sweep you off your feet.”

He grins. “Fair point.”

“So?”

“So–” He shrugs. “I don’t know. Marriage in general has never been a big dream of mine, mostly because I was pretty relieved Mom never married any of the guys in her life. It’s not like– It was still hard for her to leave some of them, but it would have been harder if there were legalities involved.”

Clarke kisses his shoulder again, nuzzling into him a little, and he puts his arm around her. “As a child of divorce, I can attest that the legalities don’t make any of it easier.”

“I guess I didn’t get the appeal of it for a long time.” He pauses. “But ever since we started dating… Well, I get it now.”

“Yeah?”

He kisses her hair. “Yeah. I want to tell everyone all the time how awesome you are and how awesome our life is together. It’s a lot easier if we do it all at once, with all the people important to us watching. And then everyone else can just take a hint from the rings.”

“Sappy,” she accuses, but he can hear the smile in her voice.

“Plus there are tax advantages and healthcare and stuff.”

“Well if it’s for tax advantages.” She straightens a little, still under his arm, and picks her controller back up.

“Hey.” He pokes her in the side. “You can’t just leave it at that. This is when you’re supposed to tell me what you think.”

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