but this has been a fun two hours

summer depression things
  • sleeping in way too late
  • “oh no it’s 4 am and i’m still awake”
  • mindlessly refreshing the same apps over and over
  • picking up a book only to put it down because the words aren’t processing in your brain
  • listening to the same three albums repeatedly
  • either eating every snack you own within an hour or forgetting to eat for like half the day
  • “if i don’t do my summer homework it doesn’t exist”
  • wearing the same sundress three days in a row
  • watching your friends hang out with each other as you stay at home and stare at the wall
  • consistently forgetting to respond to people who text you
  • reminiscing over past summers and how much fun you had then
  • wanting the school year to start but also feeling Crushing Anxiety when you think of how soon it is
  • drinking like a gallon of water every hour or not having any water all day and dehydrating
  • unbrushed hair
  • lying down on the floor
  • “what day is it today”
  • mosquitoes make you feel downright murderous
  • watching movies only to get distracted
  • even sitting around at home makes you tired
  • this is not fun
Driving Miss Daisy

Star Wars’s Daisy Ridley and Adam Driver dish on the epic franchise and beyond in V Magazine.

“I had no sense of what I was getting into. No sense of what was really going to happen,” confesses Daisy Ridley of her first-ever role as Rey in 2015’s Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Currently, Ridley is on location in a remote forest a few hours outside of Montreal for Chaos Walking, a 2019 sci-fi release costarring Tom Holland. But it’s this December’s Star Wars: The Last Jedi, the follow-up to The Force Awakens, that is shining a blinding light-saber-tinged spotlight on Ridley. The Force Awakens was the first movie since 1997’s Titanic to sell more than 100 million tickets in the U.S. 

It isn’t typical for a young actress’s breakthrough film to have the biggest domestic opening weekend in history, raking in $238 million, but Ridley isn’t all that typical herself. As the face of the nearly $10 billion franchise, Ridley has ushered in a new era of Star Wars. Following Carrie Fisher’s untimely passing last year, Ridley’s character, a fiercely independent heroine, serves as a particularly strong female voice in a galaxy far, far away. However, a far- flung galaxy isn’t Ridley’s only on-screen locale this season. 

In November, Ridley appears opposite Johnny Depp and an all-star cast in Kenneth Branagh’s Murder on the Orient Express. The suspenseful tale follows 13 passengers, played by the likes of Penélope Cruz, Judi Dench, and Willem Dafoe, stranded on an opulent passenger train with a murderer on the loose. Aside from blockbuster films, Ridley also produced and narrated the documentary The Eagle Huntress, which follows a teenage girl in the mountains of Mongolia as she becomes the first female eagle huntress in the sport’s 2,000-year history. 

Ahead of The Last Jedi’s release, Ridley catches up with her Star Wars costar (and “bestie”), Adam Driver. 

Daisy Ridley Hey Adam, it’s been so long.

Adam Driver Hey Daisy, how are you? When is the last time that I saw you?

DR Well, I don’t know because you don’t come to all the fun things that I go to. [laughs] Last July? It’s been like a year!

AD Oh, yeah, I guess. I’m much taller now.

DR How has your life changed? [laughs]

AD Oh, just in little ways. So, where are you now?

DR I’m in Canada, two hours outside of Montreal in these creepy woods. We feel like we’re going to be killed at any moment in this cabin. We’re shooting a film, Chaos Walking, with Doug Liman, Tom Holland, and Demián Bichir. It’s fucking cool.

AD Did you guys have time to meet each other before? Or did you just kind of jump right in?

DR I had met Tom Holland twice very briefly—for, like, 30 seconds—and I had met Doug Liman once and we spoke a bit, but it was very much feet first, it was super quick.

AD So, is it hard for you to meet people and just kind of go? Or do you prefer it?

DR [laughs] I mean, as we discovered, Adam, we became besties last year, but we had met some years before. It really takes me a while to relax with people. I don’t think I’m very good at meeting people: I feel awfully uncomfortable. So, I find meeting people very stressful. But it gets easier, and I think I’m getting better at being okay with that, you know?

AD Yeah, you always seemed very open, but I feel the same as you. When I meet people, I don’t know how to small talk very well, so it’s always like two back-and-forths of like, “Hey, how are you? How’s the weather?” And then five seconds later, I’m like, “So, what’s your relationship like with your mother?” It always goes really deep really quickly.

DR [laughs] I think you’re really good at it.

AD Oh, thank you. So, this is about Star Wars: If Rey was a color…I’m kidding.

DR No, oh my God. [laughs]

AD What were your initial conversations with J.J. [Abrams] about your character? Did you know the character’s name was Rey?

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Okay Lance and Matt are best friends you can’t tell me otherwise.

  • They talk about old memes from earth and make their own as well. One day Matt found away to get a hold of earth internet and it opened a whole new world of memes for the two.
  • Matt helps Lance realize he’s bisexual.
    • Lance: hey Matt, do you ever just wanna like cuddle with a bro and like spend your life with him because he’s your favorite person 
    • Matt: yea… but I’m bisexual 
    • Lance: oh…wait… does that mean…?
  • They both relate in being bisexual and being rejected by a lot of people. Sometimes they hold competitions to see how many people they can hit on in one night (and be successful) usually they both lose.
  • Lance talks about how he misses home and Matt relates and mentions how worried he is about his mom and dad. They talk about there favorite things on earth to cope and cry together.
  • They both love hugs, and are huge huggers and constantly hug each other when no one else will hug them
  • Matt really loves old arcade/video games too and plays video games with Lance
  • They’re both super competitive, making everything into a competition and always dare each other into doing the most dangerous things (ex. the time Matt drank a whole bottle of hot sauce, the time Lance almost died because he could hold his breath underwater longer, the time Matt almost died from eating a poisonous flower, the time Lance hit on an alien that almost ate him)
  • They both are super insecure and always tell each other that they aren’t annoying and that they love each other (in a very platonic way)
  • Matt finds out Lance has a crush on Keith and makes fun of him but also pushes him more towards Keith, giving him new pick up lines and ideas so he can get with Keith. Yet whenever Lance talks to Keith, he can her Matt in the background whistling and yelling “Ooooooh! GO get ‘em Lancey boy!”
  • Matt is used to Pidge having adhd so he listens to Lance when he hyper focuses 
  • They both make fun of each other. Sometimes in the most aggressive ways but they still are best pals.
  • They talks shit about aliens they’ve visited and the paladins. They even have code names for each paladin, which happened on accident because they both just naturally give everyone nicknames. Along with this Lance rants about Keith to Matt A LOT. So all Lance has to do is storm into a room angrily for Matt to say, “so what did hot head do this time?”
  • Matt tries to make fun of Keith’s mullet with Lance and Lance threatened to beat up Matt.
  • They have a secret handshake and it’s super long and takes about an hour to do, it’s only been witnessed twice by an outsider. One being Pidge who made the comment “I’ve never seen something so extensive and such a waste a time as their handshake. Was it worth it? of course it was, they’re both morons.”
  • Pidge hangs out with the two a lot and whenever they make a joke even slightly inappropriate they yell at each other, saying a child is in the room. This happens every 10 minutes when they both hang out with Pidge.

boomboxgod  asked:

Hi :) I've been stalking your blog for like an hour probably. I love the colors and designs you use! I was wondering if you had a list of all the helpful websites or tutorials you use? Thanks! 😎😎❤️


Hi there! Pinterest has an amazing character design board with so much useful material (tutorials, professional model sheets, etc…). I would recommend starting there.

And gesturing drawing is always super helpful for learning how to quickly simplify anatomy. Here are my two favorite sites. 

https://www.quickposes.com/en/certificate (Fun because you can track your progress and earn little printable certificates.)

https://line-of-action.com/ (Great because this site also has a section for gesture drawing animals.)

Happy drawing! :D

Two Hours ‘Till Kendrick


Warning: smut

Author’s Note: thank you everyone who has been so nice and encouraging to me as a writer. I love writing and I love Ethan and all of you have made this this a fun little safe haven for me. I can’t say thank you enough. Drop me a message or an ask. I love talking with you! Now here’s a little Coachella Ethan, kinda, sorta.

“Remember when Ethan gave you fake flowers for Easter?” Cameron spoke dryly, knowing fully well Ethan was only a few feet behind her, leaning against the doorframe and nibbling on a plate of pancakes. You were sitting in front of a mirror curling your hair.

You looked at her through the reflection, a smile stretching at your lips. You went to speak, but were cut off by your obnoxious boyfriend who still spoke with his mouth full no matter how many times you told him it was rude and unbecoming of him.

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Valentine’s Gift for @peanut-milk for the @aftgexchange.

The one where Andrew and Neil have their first official date( On Valentine’s Day no less. Blame Allison.)

“So, what did you get your monster for Valentine’s Day?” Allison asks, as she idly types away at her phone.

Anger bubbles up in Neil, “Allison, he’s not—“ he begins, but gets cut off by her.

“Sorry, I meant to say Andrew, your boyfriend. What did you get him for Valentine’s Day?” she gives a quick glance up at Neil, whose face appears slightly flushed at the remark. A smirk forms on her lips, “Don’t try and deny that. I won’t let you.”

Neil sighs and runs a hand through his hair, “Nothing. Why would I?” At those words, Allison stops typing away on her phone and sets it down next to her. She arches a brow at Neil, “What do you mean ‘nothing,’ it’s Valentine’s Day, Neil. That one day of the year specifically designated by capitalism to celebrate your love with your partner. Which is Andrew, in your case.”

Love. He lets the word wash over him. He doesn’t know if that’s the word he’d use. It’s a word too overused all around him but too underused in his own life for it to mean anything to him.  He doesn’t think any word is fit to describe what he and Andrew have and yet—

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anonymous asked:

single dad!coups please! your writing is great as ever

others: jeonghan 

  • is the incredibly proud father of rowdy, loud, and fun loving twin boys
  • who both look exactly like each other,,,,and seungcheol embarassingly admits sometimes he has to see the different birthmarks on their ears to tell which is which
  • and everything people claimed was the ‘worst’ about fatherhood,,,,,has been nothing but the BEST for seungcheol
  • he loves waking up early and making the boys breakfast, stopping them from flicking peanut butter at each other but ending up with the most peanut butter out of the three, helping them do homework, watching scary movies under the blankets, driving one of them to soccer and dropping the other one of at art class,,,,,,,
  • the tight, busy schedule has done nothing but make him so much more appreciative of this small family he has,,,,,,,
  • which is why,,,,,when both boys fall into his lap one night and go “dad!!!! lets get a PUPPY”
  • and seungcheol’s usual joke about uncle mingyu not being enough??? goes unheard because dAD PUPPY!!!
  • seungcheol decides hell,,,,,he can take on another rowdy little thing,,,,,,,,,right???
  • the next morning seungcheol and his boys show up to the adoption center,,,,right away they bound toward the section full of puppies willing to play and seungcheol has to apologize to one of the volunteers as his son knocks some toys over
  • you,,,,,,,,are also there,,,,,,,,with your daughter who has been wanting a puppy since she learned how to say the word and you’re watching her play with this lil golden retriever
  • when these two boys come in,,,,,sitting across from her and playing with the puppy too
  • and it’s nothing like bad,,,,,all three kids seem to be having a lot of fun and when you make eye contact with their dad you smile and he smiles back and it’s all good
  • until,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,and hour later,,,,,,,,,,,,,and all three of the kids,,,,,,,,,,,,are still playing with the same puppy
  • this is where you and seungcheol start swapping looks of ‘which one of us is going to adopt that puppy for our kids first’
  • which believe me is nothing close to flirting or kind,,,,you and seungcheol are like hawkeyed on this dog,,,,your kids completely ignoring the two of you,,,,,until finally you decide you’re going to be the bigger person and Say It
  • marching over to seungcheol you introduce yourself and point to your daughter beside his sons
  • “we’ve been here since this place opened this morning and she hasn’t let go of that one puppy. i think we’re going to adopt him, that’s fine right?”
  • seungcheol grits his teeth, shaking his head 
  • “mmm, i don’t think so. my boys look pretty happy around that puppy too.”
  • “have your boys considered the other 59304024 puppies in the store”
  • “sorry, they’re like me. once they like something - they don’t let it go.”
  • straightening your back, you cross your arms
  • “well my daughter’s headstrong too, she knows what she wants and if she wants that puppy,,,,,she won’t let him go.”
  • seungcheol narrows his eyes 
  • “oh. we’ll see.”
  • like two ,,,,,,,,, actual children,,,,,,,,,,, you make faces and turn back to your kids
  • the three of them have still forgotten your existences, engrossed in the little yellow ball of fluff
  • and you see the look of joy on your daughters face so you turn to seungcheol again and go
  • “are your sons not interested in maybe,,,,,,,cats?”
  • seungcheol almost chokes 
  • “cats, have you seen them - they haven’t even looked in the cats general directions. sorry, but they’re getting that puppy.”
  • you tippy-toe, finger under seungcheol’s chin 
  • “over my dead body, that dogs my daughters!”
  • you turn, ready to tell your daughter to snatch the puppy and run for the front desk - seungcheol has the same damn plan
  • but you both nearly trip over one and other when you see that the golden retriever puppy has trotted its way happily over to another family in the pen and you kids,,,,all sitting in different corners with different dogs,,,,,are just as happy as before
  • you and seungcheol glance at each other in embarrassment,,,, you go over to your daughter and she shows you the bulldog puppy - telling you this is the one she wants!! his name is spark!!
  • seungcheol’s two sons have fallen completely in love with a shih tzu puppy and keep arguing over what name is better waffle or pancake
  • you tell your daughter you’ll need to get the paperwork done so she can play with spark, seungcheol tells them to think of a name as he gets everything ready
  • and as you two awkwardly shuffle over to the front desk, you clear your throat and go “your sons are adorable”
  • he scratches his neck and mumbles that your daughter is adorable too,,,,,,
  • you both silently look in different directions until the ice is too much to handle
  • and you turn back toward each other and at the same time go - “are you free on sunday? want to take the kids and the dogs to a park?”
  • covering your mouth in surprise,,,, seungcheol’s eyes widen and you both turn cherry red
  • but also you know the both of you in your heads are like oh my god they are single thaNK the HEAVENS
  • and you both take a moment but then the volunteer at the front desk is like ahem you guys can plan a date later please read these forms
  • least to say,,,,as you leave with your daughter holding spark and seungcheol leaves with his sons holding,,,,,,,,,,you guessed it - french toast
  • you all agree to see each other this sunday at the local dog friendly park
  • your kids are excited about their new furry buddies and you and seungcheol are too
  • but you both look over your shoulders, laughing to yourselves because what a way to meet - arguing over a puppy at the animal shelter,,,,only real love starts like that hehe  
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Originally posted by pocketskies

pairing; seventeen joshua x reader

genre; fluff, angst :p

synopsis; soulmates have a timer on them that shows when one party is gonna meet the other. however, as a idol, joshua has been made to avoid that.

word count; 2.6k words

notes; first scenario after my mini hiatus !! hope you all have been doing well <3

You lay peacefully on your pillow, the moonlight subtly passing through your blinds as it cast soft shadows in your bedroom. It was 2am in the morning, and you were still wide awake, lying on your side under the covers as your hands were snug under your pillow and head.

Lots of things were running through your mind — all of them revolving around the topic of your soulmate, questioning the law of the timer embedded in your skin; and everyone else’s.

The timer on your forearm displayed a timing in the format of days to hours to minutes and to seconds. It was something that would gradually fade into view as one grows older, and is usually solid by the time he/she is a mere eleven years old. And at the age of thirteen, the timer starts it’s countdown in dull, dark red colors. You saw it on other people’s arms, the adults — when their timer hits zeros, it glows a bright color which differs from person to person. Only the 2 soulmates would have the exact same shade of the glowing timer.

In school, it was a big thing to all of you who just had had the timer started. Everyone would compare their own timings, and then joke about who would get married at a old age, or who would find their soulmate when they are still young.

But you never knew a a situation where the timer would travel backwards in time would happen.

It wasn’t just once; it wasn’t just twice; it happened more than ten times, if you had counted correctly — and you were nineteen now.

Like everyone else, you would get beyond excited whenever you see that your timer is closing down to 00:00:00:00, and would intentionally dress nice if you had plans to go out that day. But the timer never got to those numbers. The closest that it ever got to was 00:00:04:39; which had just happened that day.

And it had stopped there — and the numbers reversed, going backwards. The timer started counting up the number line and the time increased, until it reached the number it was at now — 11:06:28:43.

“11 days, 6 hours, 28 minutes, 43 seconds,” your mutter silently to yourself as the seconds go by painfully slowly. You stare at the numbers. It made you upset because you had lots of theories in your mind for the reason of why the timer would act like that; one of them being the fact that your soulmate is intentionally avoiding you.

You let out a loud sigh as you shoved your arm back under the pillow, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to get some sleep.

10 days passed by faster than you thought; you were starting to get really tired of the whole soulmate thing. Why did you have to let a stupid timer bring down your mood so much? It wasn’t something you can control, so why not just let it be?

You sat in front of your desk, your elbow propped onto your table, twirling your pen as you stared blankly at your math paper which you did not understand a single word of.

Your phone suddenly vibrates abruptly on your tabletop, and you jolt up, your train of thoughts interrupted. You glanced at the caller ID — it was Kura, your best friend — and picked up the call.

“What’s up?” you asked, putting your pen down on top of your worksheets as you leaned back onto your chair. You had to pull the phone away from your ears for a bit as Kura blabbered undecipherable words into the phone.

“God, slow down!” you said, laughing. “Start from the top.”

“CLEAR YOUR SCHEDULE TOMORROW!” she exclaimed, and you frowned in puzzlement.

“I mean, I don’t have anything on my schedule for tomorrow currently, but what’s going on?”

“I GOT AN EXTRA TICKET!” she screamed again, which made you even more confused.

“What ticket?” you asked, getting a little annoyed at how she was being so brief.

“Seventeen! Seventeen!” she repeated a few times. “Seventeen’s concert! Diamond Edge!”

You widen your eyes for a second, then raised an eyebrow. A free concert sounds like a huge event, and although you knew Seventeen, you weren’t much of a big fan.

“So you’re saying I can go to their concert for free?” you probed, still a little suspicious.

“YES!” she exclaimed. “WITH ME!”

You laughed again at how hyped up she was, then remembered. Your eyes travelled down to your arm — 01:05:49:30.

One day.

“Hey, Kura, um…” you trailed off. “The timer says it’s tomorrow… I don’t think I can go.”

Kura rolls her eyes. “Who cares about the timer? It has been going backwards for countless times now, hasn’t it? It probably will happen again tomorrow, Just let it be and come to the concert!”

You thought about it; Kura was right. You shouldn’t let this refrain you from going out to have fun. Besides, if your soulmate was indeed avoiding you on purpose, you weren’t going to try and chase after him. You had more pride than that.

“Alright then,” you agreed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The next day, you and Kura met outside the convention hall where the concert was going to take place. You two had arrived 2 hours earlier, and as expected, the place was already swarmed with passionate fans holding banners and lightsticks. 

What surprised you was that your timer was counting down accordingly. It read 00:02:17:30 — you were simply wearing a loose crop tee with jeans, so the timer was exposed. You lifted your arm towards Kura. 

“Look,” you muttered. She raised an eyebrow.

“The concert starts in 2 hours…” she said, and smirked, nudging you. “Your soulmate is probably a fan too.”

You pressed your lips together. It’s not like you were against it, but having a boyfriend who was a fan of a boy group you knew well sounded a little different from what you expected.

You shook your head off the thought. “The timer’s probably gonna go backwards later. I don’t wanna care.”

Kura grinned. “That’s the spirit!”

She herself was tired of seeing you heartbroken whenever your timer restarts, so she supported you in ignoring the timer. 

An hour and 30 minutes later, the gates to the convention hall opened, and everyone rushed in to look for their seats. 

Kura and you had gotten the Category 1 tickets, which means you two were going to be standing right below the stage. 

The fans were pretty polite and no one pushed their way in; that made you smile. You had heard of rude, impatient fans in other countries that had resulted in injured parties. It was very unpleasant. 

You and Kura stand at the front, staring at the stage and trying to peek backstage once in a while to spot the members, but only caught a glimpse of their managers.

Meanwhile, backstage…

“It says 8 minutes, Joshua!” Manager James raises his voice. “8 minutes! You all are going up in 8 minutes according to schedule!”

Instead of breaking out in a wide smile like most people would do as their timer nears zero, Joshua ends up instinctively hiding his arm behind his body. Manager James’ loud voice caused the other members to look over to Joshua, whose head was hung low. 

“What can I do about it?” Joshua muttered, not rudely, but his fists clenches behind him. S.Coups caught sight of that. 

“What can you do about it?” Manager James parrots angrily. He lets out an frustrated grunt and calls for Joshua’s stylist. 

“Get him some long sleeves, and cover up the timer with foundation or something. Make sure that it isn’t seen by the other fans.” 

Joshua’s stylist quickly nods and does what she was told. Joshua turns away, letting out a heavy breath as he blinked multiple times to force his hot tears back in. 

S.Coups pats him reassuringly on the shoulder. “It’ll be alright.”

Joshua was not happy. He was mad. He didn’t understand why he had to be restricted from meeting his soulmate. So many times, he had to walk in the opposite direction of where he was heading because the timer was nearing its zeros. He had to cancel plans and his company made up excuses of him being unwell, when he was just locked up in the dorms so he would have no chance of meeting his soulmate outside.

That was how the timer was forced to backtrack. 

This time, he knew they couldn’t stop him from going out to perform, because it would’ve been too last minute. He knew the timer was going to stop during the concert — he had calculated the hours — and he hid the timer from his managers on purpose; so they wouldn’t know.

Joshua’s stylist pats on thick foundation onto his forearm, blending it out to cover his timer before handing him a long-sleeved outfit to change into, but he didn’t care about that — he knew if the timer ends and glows, it would definitely show through the foundation and clothing fabric. 

“It won’t go backwards this time,” Joshua says softly, only loud enough for the members around him to hear. “I won’t let it.”

Jeonghan nods encouragingly — he hated seeing Joshua upset, full of self-blame after the timer goes back because of him.

“We’ll do what we can, don’t worry,” Seungkwan whispers quietly, shooting Joshua a cheeky wink, making him break out in a smile. 

“Seventeen, please prepare at the stands!” the coordinator calls out, and all 13 of them hastily make their way to the backstage. Manager James shoots Joshua a warning look, which translates to “Make sure you know what to do.”.

Joshua couldn’t read his timer anymore — he couldn’t read the numbers through the foundation even if he pushed his sleeves up.

The MC calls Seventeen onstage, and together with loud screams and cheers from the fans, the 13 of them goes up, with Joshua last in line. 

The moment he steps onstage, a tingling sensation spreads through his arm, and he looks down. 

It was glowing.

A beautiful, lilac-purple color.

Your arm tingles. You thought it was merely someone else’s arm brushing past you, until you realize — that’s not how it’s supposed to feel like. 

You look down and widen your eyes. Your timer. 

The numbers 00:00:00:00 were emitting a soft but piercing purple glow, and you immediately snap your head up, frantically looking around — looking everywhere around you but on the stage.

“Y/N!” Kura exclaims, grabbing your arm. 

“I know, I’m looking!” you shout back, not looking towards her. You were going to cry, you were desperate.

“No, that’s not what I mean! Look!” she shouts again, louder this time, and you turned to her. 

“What!?” you snapped, annoyed. She was pointing at something on the stage, and you follow the path of where her finger was directed towards — and immediately saw.

“J-Joshua…?” you mumbled in confusion. His arm was emitting the same purple glow, but it was obviously muffled.

Joshua’s eyes were wildly scanning through the crowd, and it landed on you. The both of you just stare at each other for a mere second, before he looks away. 

Your mind went into a state of frenzy and confusion. He looked away. HE LOOKED AWAY. 

“Joshua! Would you like to say a few words before you start on your first performance?” the MC asks, and all eyes turn to Joshua, whose arm was now naturally behind his back, hiding the timer well — but the members already know.

“I’m honored to be able to perform here in such a huge arena for all of you! I hope you all have fun today!” he speaks cheerily, and your jaw drops. He didn’t acknowledge you at all — and he was smiling?

As the MC continues speaking, while everyone else was distracted, you catch sight of S.Coups, who was beside Joshua and near the side of the stage, taking a few more steps to where the stage curtains were, and pull a security guard towards him. He whispers something into the guard’s ear, and the guard nods before disappearing backstage.

A few moments later, before you could do anything else, two guards approach you from the other side of the barricade separating you and the stage, and pushes open the barricade a little before pulling you out by your arms.

“What are you doing?!” you exclaim as they lead you through the cleared pathway to somewhere unknown.

“Keep it down,” one of the guards said. “The leader of that group told us to do this.”

“S.Coups? Seungcheol?” you questioned, but they didn’t answer. They just led you out of the arena, down a couple of hallways, and into a plain room which resembled a waiting room. Then they left you alone in there. 

You plopped down into the couch heavily, head in your hands, as tears started trickling down your cheeks. 

Joshua was your soulmate. You didn’t care that he was an idol — you couldn’t believe that he actually completely ignored you even though you had raised your glowing arm for him to see. You confirmed that your theories were right — the timer had been going backwards because of his intentions to avoid you. What now, they were gonna lock you in here? Until the concert ends so they can just dump you in the streets? And make sure you and Joshua never meet? What kind of—


The door opens, and with puffy eyes, you snap your head upwards.

You immediately recognized the brunette. Joshua was panting heavily, as if he had just sprinted here.

“Joshua—” you start, but he just takes 2 big strides towards you, his arms wrapping securely around your petite frame. 

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice thick, and you could hear the guilt lining his voice. “I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry.”

The fact that you two were meeting for the first time didn’t occur at all; your tears were just flowing onto his shoulders. 

He strokes your hair a few times, and you two let go. When the both of you saw each other’s red, puffy eyes and messy looks, a chuckle breaks out.

Joshua wipes your tears away with his thumb. “Don’t cry.”

“You didn’t acknowledge me!” you exclaim accusingly, although in reality you no longer blamed him. It seemed like he was forced to do what he did. 

“The company,” he explains. “They don’t allow me to do that. That’s why the timer has been doing that thing of resetting itself. I’ve been prevented from meeting you.”

You pressed your lips together, your eyes dropping to the now faded timer on your arm, your thumb gently grazing it. “You have no idea how hurt I was when it happened.”

Joshua lets out a sigh. “I was, too.”

The thought of the times where you saw your timer backtrack flashed in your mind, and made new tears flood your eyes. 

“No no no,” Joshua quickly says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Hey, don’t think of that anymore, I’m so sorry.”

You shake your head. Your emotions were mixed right now, but you were happy. 

“Look at me, will you?” Joshua murmurs, and you slowly do. He smiles when your eyes meet. 

“Pretty,” he says softly, making you smile in embarrassment. Holding your chin gently with his thumb and index finger, he moves closer to you, and your lips meet. 


I should probably be going through the requests sometime soon but I really wanted to write this and I was also in the mood to do this too so this is the end result. Sorry for the mistakes here and there, hopefully you will enjoy reading this! It’s a tad bit shorter than I’d like but it was fun to write this regardless.

Three weeks, two days, thirteen hours and forty five minutes. That is how long Arthur has been away on a mission, not that he was counting or anything. But judging from the coy looks Barry has been attempting to shoot at him, he is probably not able to hide his excitement at the prospect of going back home - ‘home’, Arthur muses, since when did he start viewing the tower as ‘home’?

“Not a word.” Arthur gripes, shooting Barry a glare.

Barry lets out a small squeak before turning around to pretend to be interested in looking at the interior of the jet. Arthur looks his eyes as he stared outside: a good ten minutes until they probably reach the tower.

“If it makes you feel a little bit better, Y/N probably misses you too.” Diana pipes up from behind him and Arthur lets out another groan before turning to stare at Diana. She smiles knowingly. “It is not as if I cannot see the attraction between the two of you.”

Arthur smirks, shrugging his shoulders. It is not like he is outright hiding the ever-growing attraction between the two of you although you, on the other hand, might have some problems with it. He lets out a chuckle under his breath; at times, he believes you to be funny with how hard you try in not showing affections or giving in to temptations.

You can be quite the conundrum; Arthur knows you are attracted to him just as much as he is attracted to you but when Arthur actually makes the move to hit on you, you clam up so bad and Arthur just finds it adorable.

Arthur must have been lost in his own thoughts because the next thing he knows, the jet has already reached the tower and Barry is the first one to leave the jet, running out to probably get something to eat.

Diana pats him on the shoulder and Arthur pads out of the jet. He reckons he should probably clean himself up before he goes off to find you and that is what Arthur did. He went to his room, took a shower and quickly went off to find you.

To no one’s surprise, you are currently standing by the window, staring outside with a forlorn look on your face. Arthur furrows his eyebrows, wondering if something had happened while he was gone and he saunters up to you.

“Hey, sweets.” Arthur knows he probably should not have surprised you but he throws his arm over your shoulder anyways. You startle, palm outstretched almost hitting him in the process before you freeze.

“Arthur!” You wheeze, eyes wide as you take in the sight before you. Arthur has a smirk on his face and your heart races. “W - what are you doing?” You hiss as you try to pull out of his hold but Arthur simply holds on.

“Did you miss me, Sweets?” Arthur wiggles his eyebrows as he looks down at you. He misses this - he misses being around you and he presses his lips atop of your head before pulling back to watch your face flush furiously.

Arthur expected you to push him away, like you normally do whenever he does something like this. He also expected you to probably attempt to punch him. But what Arthur did not expect is for you to actually turn around to wrap your arms around his torso, pressing your nose against his broad chest.

The smirk on his face widens before he moves to wrap his arms around you - he is not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. “So I take it that you do miss me then?” He chuckles and you let out a soft whine before tightening your arms around him. Arthur presses his lips on your temple. “Yeah, Sweets, I missed you too.”

Two In A Cart

A/N: I literally just started typing, and this came about. Feedback is appreciated!

Summary: I know we are strangers but please get on this ferris wheel with me so I don’t have to get on it with my creep friend.

Pairing: George Weasley x Muggle!Reader

Warnings: Swearing.

Word Count: 1,687

Originally posted by packet-of-droobles-licorice-wand

Amusement Parks were supposed to be fun. So why did you want to dig a hole in the ground and die in it?

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Mask Off

The title is totally a Future reference but the story mentions Childish Gambino???
Also I 100% headcanon Peter as a Childish Gambino fan
Anyway, hope you guys like it and happy 1 week from “Spider-Man: Homecoming!”

Title: Mask Off
Pairing: Peter Parker x reader
Summary: After a rooftop dance session, you and your crime-fighting partner, Spider-Man, learn about each other without the masks
Word Count: 1,529
Warnings: None
Tagged: @tmrhollandkay @kindnesswins @melconnor2007 @mcheung0314

Your name: submit What is this?

            "Oh my God, are you for real?“ you groaned, just stepping foot into the bank.

           "Oh, hey there,” your masked rival Spider-Man greets casually. “Come here often?”

           He already had the robbers apprehended, sitting uselessly at his feet. This was the 5th time in a month that this punk beat you at your own game, and there was only so much crime in this city. You were getting real tired of his competition real fast.

           "Get off my turf, man,“ you complained. "I got dressed for nothing! Do you know how hard it is to put on this suit?”

           Spider-Man pretends to ponder your question for a minute before shrugging. “Can’t relate,” he gloats.

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365 days of ryan ross; day 27

12 Days of Hopper: A Christmas Snack

Characters: Jim Hopper x Reader

Summary: Stringing popcorn and cranberry garland has never been so fun

A/N: i’m so sorry this is late, guys! I had two finals this morning and then i drove for ten hours…..so it’s been a rough one… but here’s my first fic for the wonderful @flamehairedwritings and my 12 Days of Hopper Christmas! 

p.s. it wasn’t supposed to be smut…but jim convinced me…..

Warnings: smut!!!!, oral (female receiving), christmas fluff, lotsa kisses :)

Words: 1503

Tags: @sparkypantelones @stranger-films @jaegeeeeer @casownsmyass @sanjariti @princess-lizzie-marie @fandomtrxshh @dreamgirljere @solobagginses @mademoiselle-black @anetjay @the-snap-wexxley @spooookyscary @lana-del-dick @thisgirl-knm @daughterofthebrowncoats @lucifer-in-leather @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash

The quiet Christmas music drifted through the small cabin from the record player, adding to the festive atmosphere of the chilly cabin.  You smile at the sound of Jim humming along from the living room and pile everything in your arms to take to him.  You weave through the misplaced furniture and come around to where Jim is sitting on the couch.

He looks up and smiles at everything in your arms and reaches up to take the giant bowl from you.  “Popcorn! Aaaaand cranberries,” you say with a smile as he pulls the carton of berries out of the popcorn bowl with a raised eyebrow.

You roll your eyes and set the two mugs of hot chocolate on the end table.  “I only have two hands, Jim.”

He gives you an amused hum and slides the food onto the coffee table, then reaches out to snag your waist and pull you down onto him.

You shriek at the surprise attack and land half sprawled across his lap.  “Jim!”

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Titillate - [BTS] Boyfie!Namjoon Au

[A/N] Fuck I’m so in love with this man, there’s no saving me now. 

[A/N] The truth is. Virgos are the toughest to love. Namjoon knows how difficult it is to show emotions, when he’s used to bottling it up. Maybe he just needed some, push. Or maybe, he just needed someone to show an example. So he could learn.

Sound of typing filled the entire room.

His languid, long and slender beautiful fingers glide across the keyboard, dancing over each keys. His hand moving to his mouse, swishing on the mouse pad, clicking and his eyes wildly moving out with extreme focus. The faint smell of coffee lingering in his nostril from the empty cup he left by his charged phone on the large speaker. His tongue still had that sweet taste from the candy you gave him to help him stay up. He was reminded about how coffee is bad for his kidneys and livers if he were to drink them too much, and he wordlessly agree to take minty candies to help him alternate between the two.

His phone beeped outrageously loud all of a sudden and he was careful to not move his lap too much and thanks to his long arms, he was able to tap the ‘stop’ button before it goes blaring again. You nuzzled your face to his stomach even more, making a small moan that got stuck in your throat while Namjoon is fumbling with the phone to turn off a reminder he didn’t remember setting. The note on the reminder says, “…take me to bed.” Namjoon blinks twice and glanced at the top of the screen for the time. 2.30AM. He darted his gaze to the screen and then cupped his face with his hands before running them up and down, trying to feel refresh.

He drops his eyes to his lap where you lay your head on, clinging to his sunshine yellow hoodies that he wore to his home studio today. 

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title: a wasp on the length of my arm

rating: t

pairing: klance

tags: modern au, childhood best friends au, trans guy keith, anxiety, miscommunication, mild angst later on, all that good good stuff. also lots of best friends tho. it took me a billion years but i decided to upload this finally as 2 separate chapters so

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Keith and Lance have been friends since elementary school.

This surprises most people when they first see them interact. Keith acts like he hates Lance, and Lance acts like they’re rivals, but in reality they joined at the hip in second grade and never separated, and maybe it’s because they’ve known each other so long that they act the way that they do. Lance is annoying, and Keith isn’t afraid to tell him that, and Keith is a hothead, and Lance isn’t afraid to call him out on it. It’s a weird equilibrium, a give-and-take that Keith has yet to experience with any of his other friends, but it works so well for them that Keith tries not to think too much about it.

alternatively titled: the klance childhood best friends au where keith isnt sure what they are anymore and lance is bad at talking about his feelings

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anonymous asked:

Hey! I was thinking to ask for what would the RFA + v + saeran be like with an MC that loves videogames? Like they have a bunch of them on their pc and consoles and likes playing w/ friends when its an online game and stuff like that. A gamer MC is more appropriate i guess? Hope it won't bother you, thanks!

This was so cute! Sorry if it’s not exactly what you wanted…we got carried away…hehe;;;;. Hope you like though! 


  • He was teasing Yoosung about raging all night on a new game besides LOLOL
  • He didn’t expect you to join in on the conversation raving about it
  • Turns out you are a hardcore gamer, and you own all kinds of different consoles and play online every weekend
  • Zen had played some video games, but because of work he doesn’t play often
  • When he finds out about your interest, he wants to play one weekend with you
  • At first, you log in online to play with the others
  • Zen gets obliterated
  • So, you settle for some co-op Hallow on the Zetbox
  • You guys get so into it, you don’t even realize you played all night
  • When the credits roll, you both are kind of stunned you beat it in one day
  • Zen leans back and winks at you
  • “Guess we make a good team, huh?”
  • He can’t remember when he had some much fun from video games
  • To commemorate it, he gets you guys couple “Player 1” and “Player 2” tshirts
  • He still teases you when you play on the PC for long hours, but if he sees you on a console, he’ll join you


  • He’s talking to you one day complaining about this new gamer on his LOLOL server
  • As he starts talking about them, you notice it sounds familiar
  • “Yoosung, that’s…me.”
  • Suddenly, he’s gushing over you instead of complaining
  • You’re his dream come true, until…
  • He suggests for you to join his guild, and you refuse
  • This makes you enemies in the game at first
  • The first battle you two had against each other was intense he thought about breaking up with you forty times within the first forty minutes
  • Soon, the competition between you two actually gets kind of fun
  • But if someone else dares attack either of you, you have each other’s back
  • You guys save up and go to gaming conventions together and do couple cosplays


  • She knew you liked video games, but she didn’t realize you were an avid gamer until you moved in together
  • She was getting water at 2am and she heard some loud whispering from your room
  • You had left your door open, so she comes across you directing your team members on some online game
  • After getting caught, you kind of just laugh it off and suggest she play sometimes
  • She refuses, not finding the appeal of staring at a computer for hours she does that at work
  • You suggest that she tries some Creature Crossing on the Nimtendo DS
  • She’s hesitant, but she agrees since you suggested it
  • She finds it as a huge stress relief
  • Seeing how much she enjoyed it, you just gave it to her as a gift and got yourself another one
  • In the evenings, you two like to visit each other’s towns in the game and trade a bunch of things
  • Jaehee goes crazy with interior decorating part


  • When he found that you really liked gaming, he invited you over to use whatever console you wanted
  • He had those huge, flat screen, HD TV’s, so playing there was like heaven
  • You didn’t want to play alone though, so you ask for him to join you
  • He’s hesitant, but he agrees…he barely plays, so he could at least put the games to use
  • You pop in Zario Kart and give him a basic run down of the controls
  • You weren’t expecting him to slaughter you
  • You also didn’t expect him to get SO into it
  • You’ve never seen Jumin yell at a screen before…it was both scary and amusing
  • Also, he’s ruthless
  • “Jumin, did you just use a blue shell? ON ME?!”
  • He pats your knee lovingly, though his eyes never leave the screen
  • “Nothing personal, dear.”
  • While he wins every time, you can’t say no the next time he asks you to play


  • Whenever he’s busy and you’re over, he lets you use his computers
  • One time he’s done early and comes over to see what you’re upto
  • You’re completely engrossed in an online game…and you’re really good
  • He quietly sits on another computer and plays against you
  • Half way through the round, you get the gist of it and you two go head to head
  • Of course he wins
  • You never play against him online again because you swear he’s doing some sort of hacking to get a bunch of mods he’s not but you’re salty
  • But you can’t help it when you see him casually playing his DS and Nimtemcats 
  • You take out your own and start playing along
  • You both actually love it because it’s really peaceful, and you two have fun making ridiculous names for all the cats
  • You didn’t think it possible for him to add mods to a DS game, but…he is 707
  • He makes a bunch of personalized accessories for your cats, and it’s the cutest thing


  • He knew you played video games
  • He liked to watch you play online sometimes, but it stressed him out sometimes when there were a lot of people
  • He caught you one day playing Wingdom Hearts on a console instead of the PC
  • It looked really interesting, and he wanted to maybe try
  • “Hey…can I play with you?”
  • “Sorry, Saeran…It’s only one player…unless you can hack.”
  • There’s a silence before you realize what you just said
  • You let him borrow the game for a few hours as he does his handy work
  • Sure enough, he manages to tamper with the code and allow co-op
  • It’s a lot of fun, and usually gaming sessions with him are really chill
  • But he’s the kind of guy to constantly mock the dialogue


  • He knows you play video games, and that you’re pretty into the whole thing
  • He’s supportive, but he never really joins you
  • You want to find something you two can enjoy together so you ask if he’s played any games
  • He’s so proud to show you his original Nimtendo DS
  • “V…how long has it been since you played?”
  • He pops out the game cartridge, “Oh, look! Brain Age 1.”
  • You drag him over to the TV and set up the Wii
  • After spending a few minutes hours making his Mii, you show him Wii sports
  • He’s a little awkward at first, trying not to be so obvious with his movements
  • But he loosens up a bit
  • He’ll never say anything, but you can tell his favorites are tennis and golf 

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anonymous asked:

Hi there, umm could you do bts reactions to gf getting jealous and another one with them getting jealous please?


None of these gifs are mine all credit to owners! I feel like I might have turned this into a needy BTS reaction… oops?


Originally posted by yourpinkpill

“You look beautiful babe, you don’t need to watch these beauty videos. Now pay attention to your more beautiful boyfriend.”

You’ve been watching beauty videos most of the afternoon, just enjoying watching them for fun. Jin has been waiting to get the attention he needs because he’s a princess, but you’ve been on the couch for two hours, he couldn’t help it, but to complain.


Originally posted by sugastoungetechonawlogy

“Okay, but why not fangirl about your boyfriend? I can actually make you feel good with my tongue technology. How about it?”

You’ve been listening to (artist name) for what seems to be eternity to Yoongi and making small comments about them here and there, praising them with some interesting wording. Which Yoongi likes to hear in bed, especially when they’re towards him. If him complaining doesn’t work then it evolves to him teasing you.


Originally posted by notjhope

“That’s nice bye!”

You’ve been talking on the phone for who knows how long. Hoseok was getting impatient, so he just grabbed your phone and hung up for you dragging you onto the couch cuddling you. He didn’t realize his mistake until you told him it was your mother who he hung up on.


Originally posted by yoonseok

“Hmm who was that? You know what I don’t care, I love you and that’s all that matters. Now love me back.”

You were both at a bookstore, looking for books to add to Namjoon’s collection. When you have happened to come a cross an old friend. You both started to chat when Namjoon came up and pulled you away have seeing enough of your guys’ interaction. He’d tug you along until you go to the car.


Originally posted by ciutae

“I can sing too, you know? I can give you a free concert of just me singing! Love me (wo)man!”

You’ve been watching live concert videos of (artist name) and he’d get annoyed that you’d rather hear someone else sing instead of him or pay attention to him. He’d wrap his arms around you and complain until you’d sigh turning off your phone and giving him your attention and love.


Originally posted by sgfgdolans

“I like cuddles too! Come on let’s cuddle! And maybe have a little fun ;)!”

*light smack*

“Or just cuddle!”

You’ve been cuddling your friend’s dog ever since they asked you to pet sit for them. Tae at first would be ecstatic to have a dog, even if it is for a while, but after a while he’d want your affection as well.


Originally posted by breezythewanderer

“Are you guys done talking? Can I at least have a kiss?”

*light peck*


You’ve been face timing one of your friends from back home and Jungkook just wanted to play video games with you. He’d been in the back while you and F/N talked giving F/N a glare since he/she’s been taking away your attention and time to be spent on him.

I fucked up. Excuse any mistakes

Bookstore Findings

Originally posted by studycoffeewithme

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Summary: You run a small bookstore you inherited from your grandparents in Bucharest, and one day before you’re about to close, a new customer comes in.

Warnings: none !!

Word Count: 1.2K

A/N: I really miss having a bookstore in my town, but I know there’s one near my college campus, so hopefully I’ll be able to check it out next week. But tomorrow I have a doctor’s appointment and I’m still horrified. So, because I’ve been having a bad mental day, here’s some cute bookstore stuff. This will be a few part series, and the second part is already in the works. But feel free to drop me a request anytime!

The soft orange glow of the setting sun reflects off the worn, wooden flooring as it shines through the large glass panes by the door. The smell of old books dances at your nose as you organize and shelve the new round of donations that were brought in today. The place consists of two shelves in the middle of the floor, both sides full of books, and more shelves lining the walls of the room. The small shop was an inheritance from estranged grandfather after he had passed away about a year ago. When your grandmother had passed before you were born, your grandfather decided to move back to his home country: Romania. The shop was nestled in a little shopping square in Bucharest, and has been in the family for a few generations, but was empty until your grandfather came along. He turned it into a bookstore with the help of a few local residents who didn’t want some of their books, and as the word spread of the shop’s existence, the more books people donated. You didn’t really have any ties back in America after your parents had decided to cut you out of their life, and when the opportunity to move to Bucharest, you snatched it in a heartbeat. The adjustment has been pretty rough so far, but you’ve been managing better than you thought you would. Running the shop has been more fun than you could’ve imagined, and actually enjoy spending endless hours looking through different books, shelving new donations, and helping customers.

You brush off a thin layer of dust from the last few books at the bottom of the box and look at your watch. It’s 7:18 p.m. - only ten more minutes until closing time. Just as you slide the last two books into their respective slots, a soft jingle from the bell above the door alerts you of a new customer. Heavy boots gradually pad down the aisle next to you. You stand up from the floor and straighten your shirt, brushing the dust off your palms in the process.

You peer around the corner of the shelf. A tall, well-built man with lengthy, shiny brown hair pulled into a low bun wearing a heavy jacket and dark jeans stands in the aisle, his body facing a shelf, looking over a book in his gloved hands.

“Salut,” you manage with a grin. The man quickly looks over to you and snaps the book shut. “Vorbiți engleză?”

“Y-Yeah, I speak English,” he hesitantly bobs his head.His voice is low and has a naturally calming yet rough edge to it. While he may have a good six or seven inches on you and has the body equivalent of a truck, his demeanor seemed anxious and very cautious, like he was trespassing into an area he wasn’t supposed to be in.  

“Oh, great,” you sigh happily. “This shop was a gift from my grandparents, and I haven’t quite picked up on Romanian yet. I know enough of the basics to help customers, but it’s a gradual process,” you softly laugh. He lets out a quiet chuckle as a small smile tugs at his lips, but he doesn’t say anything. “Uh, my name’s Y/N. Do you need help with anything? Are you looking for a book in particular?”

“I…I’m just lookin’ around for, uh…books,” he mutters. Light red fans over his cheeks as he probably realizes how obvious of a statement that was.

“Well, you’ve come to the right place,” you chuckle, motioning to the shelves of books around you.

“Yeah, I guess I have,” he laughs, tilting his gaze downwards. Even his laugh is enchanting. “I, uh, just moved into a new place and the walls feel oddly -”

“Empty?” You didn’t mean to cut him off, but you jumped the gun. A flicker of heat creeps up your cheeks.

“Yeah,” he looks back at you, forcing a meager smile. “Empty.”

You hum in response, then clear your throat, breaking eye contact.

“Well, uh…just let me know if you need anything,” you turn on your heels and head back to where you were shelving earlier. You pick up the empty cardboard box and carry it behind the counter, sliding it under one of the shelves. After re-organizing a stack of books next to you, you let your gaze wander back to the man. He’s gathered a few more books in his arms and was reaching for another one that was on the top shelf. He could reach it with ease, but one of the other books cradled between his arm and his chest slips out, tumbling to the ground. He sighs and bends down to grab it, but another book falls. You quietly giggle and pick up a small basket near your feet, then walk around the counter to where the man is still crouching.

“Here,” you offer it to him. He looks up through his long lashes and carefully sets the books on the ground before taking hold of the handle.

“Mersi,” he nods.

“Cu plăcere,” you nod back. You return back to behind the counter and begin to mindlessly scroll through your phone while you wait for the man to finish picking out his books. The basket slides onto the countertop and your attention switches from the phone screen to the basket piled full of books.

“Someone has a lot of reading to do,” you joke as you start to ring-up the books in the register. He chuckles in response. After the last book is accounted for, you put them back into the basket.

“Alright,” you silently sigh. “It’ll be twenty-four lei.”

The man pulls out a small wad of cash from his pocket and hands over a few bills and coins.

“My name’s Bucky,” he adds.

“Bucky? Is that short for anything?” He shakes his head.

“Nope, just Bucky,” his jaw twitches as another elusive smile plays at his lips.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Bucky,” you chirp. “Feel free to take the basket, it’ll probably hold up better than a bag would.”

“Are you sure? I don’t just want to steal the basket from you,” he smirks.

“I’m sure,” you beam back. “Besides, if you really feel guilty about it, you could always bring it back.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Bucky laughs. “I’ll see you later,” he adds as he grabs the basket and heads towards the door, disappearing behind one of the shelves. The bell’s soft jingle resonates through the empty shop, indicating his exit. You shake your head and laugh at your new, childish crush on this man you had only met fifteen minutes before. Even after trying to dismiss it, a light flutter of hope dances in your chest as you find yourself dwelling on the idea of Bucky coming back to the shop.

Salut - hello

Vorbiți engleză? - do you speak english?

Mersi - thank you

Cu plăcere - you’re welcome

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