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Scribble-Doodle: Of First Dates

I didn’t have any plan at all when I started this doodle. I sat down and started typing whatever came to my mind. Just to see where it would take me. And a mushy doodle was born.


It’s their first date and Alec couldn’t be any more nervous if he tried. He wasn’t this nervous when he was about to marry, actually marry, Lydia! But then, Lydia was a good friend - still is, which Alec considers a blessing! - but Magnus is… everything. 

And if that weren’t enough, it’s Alec’s first date. Ever. And he has no idea what he’s doing. He suspects he’s making a right fool of himself.

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anonymous asked:

I want to share with you a thought that came to my mind when I see Jungkook washing his face in Bon Voyage (or something like that). I am not weird, I promise HAHAHA. K, the thing is that he said: "Ah, I want my skin to get better soon" and I HAVE NEVER FEEL SO RELATABLE TO SOMEONE. My skin is not in her best moment right now and known that idols go through the same remember me that they're humans just like everyone. That's it. BYEEEE 💖 your blog is amazing.

Jungkook is human too. He has pimples, acne and scars on his face too . Sometimes he wants to lose weight too and sometimes he just wants to stuff his face with yummy food. He also hates bugs and loves playing with dogs.

HE’S OUR GOLDEN MAKNAE but he’s still our relatable meme and normal 18 y/o boy ❤❤❤Jungkook is always keeping it real and tHis is why army loves bangtan so much 💗💗💗 We can relate to them because they are humans too 😘

NCT_DREAM SHOULD NOT BE SEXUALISED!!!

Okay so I see people have already started to sexualise NCT_DREAM even tho it’s been like 2 hours since they debuted…
Okay let’s list the members of NCT_DREAM with their age:
Jisung - age: 14
Chenle - age: 15
Jeno - age: 16
Haechan - age: 16
Mark - age: 17
Renjun - age: 16
Jaemin - age: 16
As you can see the members are still KIDS. I repeat they are KIDS and not ADULTS.
So please explain to me why are they being shipped, called daddies and why are they having memes made of them saying that they should kiss? Please explain it to me. Because I really have no idea why someone would want to do that. I find it really gross and disturbing on so many levels. I am around their age and while watching the MV the only thing that came across my mind was “Aww look at this adorable kids”, that is to say I acted like a mother.
I have never thought that people would want to do those kinds of things regarding children. Clearly I was wrong and I have no idea what I can expect next to happen and I don’t even want to know. This is one of the reasons that people think that fandoms are disgusting and weird, and tbh I do not blame them.
Idk if anyone will even read this but i just had to say what was on my mind.

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Was a bit surprised to see a splash of color (what I’m perceiving to be a gold jacket!) in what JLY was wearing for his concert last night! It almost looks like the sun is shining, but it’s not really necessary because John Lloyd himself gives off plenty enough “bright vibes” of his own while he’s singing!!! Trust me, I still haven’t recuperated from sitting an arm’s length away from him at the Cafe Carlyle in February!!! That’s how earth-shattering those energy waves emitted from him transform someone else’s reality!!! (Excuse me if I’m not making sense, but as I said, I still haven’t recuperated from being in his magical presence, & yet I yearned to be there again last night! I guess that proves that JLY is an ‘instant addiction’!) Anyways, when I assumed this jacket was gold several songs came to mind which I of course will share (explaining that it’s part of my self-prescribed music therapy to fight depression, don’t need any health insurance to cover that type of treatment!) Lastly, I don’t want to forget to give credit to Susan Herrera for taking these gorgeous photos last night! (seeing them helped to ease my heartbreak over not being there!)

The SIMBLR Survey

I was tagged by @grilledcheese-aspiration. Thank you! ♥

1) If you could control EA, what would the next pack contain?
Sims 2 Into the Future. Sci-fi themed ts2 is something that I could only dream of *0*

2) What is your most abused cheat/hack/mod?
Moveobjects on, snapobjectstogrid off and testingcheats is always turned on. As for mods, ACR, look at me now and sim blender.

3) What sort of CC can you never, ever say no to?
Stuff in Anna’s/Huning’s/Poppet’s/Kiinuu’s colours. I’m so addicted to these palettes. Bless the creators ♥

4) If your simself could take only one thing to a desert island, what would it be (no boats, etc.)
Hammock. I should probably name something to survive but hammock was the first thing came to my mind :D

5) What color/pattern are you never sick of seeing in your game?
Apple green+yellow for life!

6) What’s your favorite life stage of the Sims?
I’d say toddlers but I love them… and easily get tired of them at the same time cause there are not so many interactions. So adults are probably more entertaining.

7) What’s your favorite lot type/venue?
Cafes. I have so many cafe lots and seems I’ll never stop building them :D

8) What’s your favorite room type in the Sims?
Kitchens because of kitchen clutter *drools*

9) What one object from previous Sims franchises would you want to see in your game now?
Volleyball! And entire hot date downtown *0*

10) EA did Frog wall stickers in the last pack. What animal would you have preferred?
Owls, lions, giraffes stickers would be cute :3

I tag @frottana-sims, @deedee-sims, @catlover800, @pixelatedollhouse, @plumbboobs, @general-cowplant, @meisiu, @keoni-chan, @lina-cherie, @burgercakke

Feel free to ignore :)

Chapter 148: My ONLY HAPPINESS

Note: Read the notes at the bottom for clarification. Remember, NO SPOILERS PLEASE, in the comments or anywhere on this account. I have not finished the novel. I stopped reading for now so I can translate. No copy/paste and all that other shenanigans either. Vote/likes are highly appreciated. (◎ヮ◎)

WELCOME to my favorite chapter in all of  Book One 。゚( ゚இ‸இ゚)゚。 Yes, this chapter redefines everything!!

Rated: Bawling

As always, THANK YOU for reading and enjoying the journey with our  boys in LOVE:

GU HAI & BAI LUO YIN

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你丫上瘾了

Chapter 148: My ONLY HAPPINESS

On the road back home, Gu Hai casually asked Bai Luo Yin: “What do you want to eat?”

Bai Luo Yin thought about it for awhile, but even then, nothing came to mind. So he simply blurted out, “Anything is fine!”

“Do you want to eat noodles?”

A sign of distress colored Bai Luo Yin’s face. His brows scrunched together, creating wrinkles that spoke of his silent disapproval, “Can’t we eat something different? Since I moved back to your place, nine out of ten days, we’ve been eating noodles.”

Gu Hai was happily tapping his hand on the steering wheel rhythmically. He quickly glanced at Bai Luo Yin with a smile brushing gently around the corner of his lips: “This time it’s different. Before, we’ve always bought instant noodles and cook it as is, but this time, I will personally knead and roll the dough.”

Bai Luo Yin eyes slightly widen before he painfully casted them toward the car’s floor mate before shutting them, then after what seemed like the longest time, he reopened his eyes again.

“How about we just buy the instant noodles instead?”

Taking another glance at Bai Luo Yin somewhat pleading appearance, Gu Hai remained unperturbed and insisted on keeping up with his previous statement. Bai Luo Yin simply sighs, caving in since he didn’t want to attack or wound Gu Hai’s enthusiasm. If he had known earlier that it was going to be like this, he would have given Gu Hai a clear cut and precise answer when he has asked him what he wanted to eat a moment ago.

I want to eat this and that is what I should’ve said. That way, it would’ve cut off all his evil intents.

Just as the two arrive home, the position of the sun clearly indicated that it was time for lunch. A sweet aroma of freshly cook food floated around in the hallway toward their apartment. Simply sniffing other people’s home cooked meals made Bai Luo Yin a bit reluctant to enter the front door of their apartment.

Gu Hai, on the other hand, was brimming with joy and expectations as he entered the kitchen.

While waiting for food to be prepared, Bai Luo Yin sat in the living room, playing some games on the computer. He glanced towards the kitchen when he heard loud noises of inconceivable imagination travelled from the kitchen into his now tingling ears. He could not help but feel terrified as he listened to those noises continue to pervade the apartment. From time to time, he wanted to sneak toward the kitchen to take a quick look, afraid that Gu Hai was not being careful and had already stabbed himself in the neck with the vegetable knife.

“Yin Zi!”

Hearing Gu Hai called out for him, Bai Luo Yin quickly put his laptop down and walked toward the kitchen a bit anxious.

The door in front of him was closed which urged Bai Luo Yin to push it open. With just one look, he was immediately scared. His skin felt as though it wanted to run off in another direction.

The sink, the cutting board, the stove, the cabinet of plates……everything was all covered with flour. Gu Hai’s clothes, shoes, neck, face……were all horrendously painted with white flour. Only the bowl that ‘supposedly’ contained the flour was not covered in flour or showed sign that it once had any substance in it.

“You……what did you call me for?” his voice faltered as he turned to look at Gu Hai.

Gu Hai swayed both of his big hands back and forth, displaying the two well kneaded dough, that looked as though it was about to swallow his hands whole. Beaming with happiness, he happily said: “I wanted you to have a look. I’ve kneaded and brought the dough to life.”

Bai Luo Yin, “………”

By the time Bai Luo Yin returned to the kitchen again, Gu Hai had already started to cook the noodles. Looking at the remaining noodles on the kitchen counter, Bai Luo Yin cannot help but to be surprise at the final outcome. Although it was a little thick, it really was long and stringy. His eyes brightened up with invisible sparks, revealing the pleasantness that settled on his face.

Wow! It’s really noodles! It’s not starchy it’s not lumpy, it’s not dough……it’s really noodles!

Bai Luo Yin picked up a string and pinched it in half between the tip of his fingers.

Gu Hai coldly explained: “What are you foolishly doing? Why are holding the noodles like that?”

“Seriously, is there really a particular way to hold noodles huh?” retorted Bai Luo Yin unconvinced, “Every time I’ve seen Aunt Zou holding it, she’s very casual about it and even then, it doesn’t break!”

Gu Hai’s sharp tiger eyes was trenched with a raging wild fire as he glared at him, “In the eyes of onlookers like you, Aunt Zou is just casually holding them, only experienced and talented people like us, understand the way to hold them! Do you see? This is the right way to hold the noodles.”

After saying that, he gently put one strand of noodle in the palm of his hand, then with utmost care, he placed it in the pan. Unexpectedly, as he placed one end of the noodle into the pan, the other end was still stuck to his palm. The noodle was shorter than twenty centimeters, yet it still broke apart in the middle.

Gu Hai’s face became slightly embarrassed.

Seeing his face like that, Bai Luo Yin slapped his shoulder, “I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.”

Having said that, he walked out of the kitchen.

Behind him, Gu Hai shouted, “Hey! Come back here, that demonstration just now was not good!”

The family’s downstairs meal smells really good……

The second he shut the windows, Bai Luo Yin almost jumped out of the window.

Ten minutes passed by once more. Guessing that it was more or less done, Bai Luo Yin knocked on the kitchen door again, “Done yet?”

Inside, Gu Hai was frantically coughing, so he didn’t hear the loud knocks on the door at all.

Not hearing any reply, Bai Luo Yin pushed the door open himself.

A thick cloud of smoke was surging around inside and Gu Hai, himself, was practically hidden within it. He stood in front of the gas stove with the handle of the frying pan tightly in one hand, while waving around a big ladle in the other. The fire beneath the pan has become a raging flare, leaving a black semi burnt stain on the front of Gu Hai’s clothes.

“What are you doing?” Bai Luo Yin squeezed out between coughs as the smoke pulled him into the midst of it.

Gu Hai looked as though he didn’t hear him and continued to boldly fry the black substance in the pan.

Is it possible that he’s making the sauce for it?

Bai Luo Yin pondered on this, while at the same time, looked around for the noodles. After searching for quite a while, he still could not find it.

Finally, he found a small bowl of closely packed lumpy dough. There were small and big ones; the big ones were the size of a thumb while the small ones were only as big as a fingernail. There was no need to further explanations, these were definitely the noodles that Gu Hai had cooked.

“I’ve changed my mind!” exclaimed Gu Hai excitedly as he gave Bai Luo Yin a quick glimpse. His eyes were bursting with enthusiasm as if a breath of new life has been inserted into him.

It was only then that Bai Luo Yin discovered that Gu Hai’s entire face was blackened and a small section of his eyebrows were missing.

“Didn’t you say you were tired of eating noodles? Today, we’re not going to eat noodles. Instead, we’ll be eating fried dumpling knots*1!”

Bai Luo Yin, “………”

The sun has finally decided to rest as it made way for the moon to take its place up high in the unending heaven. The faint lingering lilac sky finally faded into the shadows before it was under siege by stars that seemed to lighten the night. This never-ending darkness crawled into their silent place and consumed them under its thick blanket.

In this cold and awe-inspiring darkness, Bai Luo Yin awoken with drowsy eyes to find Gu Hai leaning against the headboard of the bed, smoking a cigarette. The side of his grave and stern face was lit up by a brilliant halo of light casted from the nightstand beside the bed. Although a forbidding air painted his face, the light upon in revealed an ineffable serenity that seek to remain unspoken. The ashtray sitting soundlessly on the short bedside cabinet was piled up in a high mountain of cigarette stubs.

Who knew how long he has been awakened.

Bai Luo Yin remembered clearly that they had lie down to sleep together. And even before they had fallen asleep, Gu Hai’s face was kissed with a roguish and mischievous smile which spoke of sexual innuendos.

Now, he has completely changed into another person.

Sensing the person beside him moving around, Gu Hai pinched the cigarette stub, putting it out. He turned his head slightly to the side and let his eyes fall on Bai Luo Yin’s form. “You’ve awaken?”

“You didn’t sleep all along?”

Gu Hai faintly said: “No, I just woke up a moment ago.”

Bai Luo Yin dragged his sleepy body back, sat up and leaned against the headboard. He extended his hand, hinting to Gu Hai, “Give me one.”

“Don’t smoke. If you do, you won’t be able to sleep afterwards.”

Bai Luo Yin rolled his eyes then shot Gu Hai a quick glance, “Then, why are you still smoking?”

“I’m addicted.”

Not listening to a single word he said, Bai Luo Yin crossed the upper portion of his body over Gu Hai’s lap. With his buttocks sticking up in the air, he stretched his hand over toward the bedside cabinet and grab a cigarette.

Taking advantage of this grand opportunity, Gu Hai groped Bai Luo Yin’s butt, feeling the firm yet supple muscle. Bai Luo Yin on the other hand, was indifferent to it, seeming as though he didn’t care about this sexual endeavor. After grabbing the cigarette, he lit it up and blew smoke out from the side of his mouth.

“What are you thinking about?” ask Bai Luo Yin, stealing a side glance at him.

Lightly closing his eyes, an indecent smile wormed its way onto the corners of Gu Hai’s lips. “Say, why did the noodles break when it was cooked?”

Bai Luo Yin narrowed his earthen eyes at Gu Hai, “The reason you’re not sleeping is because you’re thinking about this in the middle of the night?”

Gu Hai remained silent, not saying anything.

The room sunk into a silent tranquility. And, this looming silence was like a poison for them, in that void of sound, the unknown direction of their conversation was laid bare.

Any moment now the cigarette was quickly going to die out, and only then did Bai Luo Yin opened his mouth and asked., “Are you thinking about your mom?”

Under that gleaming reflections of light beneath the nightstand, Gu Hai once roaming pupils, sorrowfully became stagnant. It was as if, a cloud of misty haze had suddenly frozen up, to the point that even the temperature surrounding him declined to an unnatural degree.

Bai Luo Yin nipped the stub of the cigarette, and faintly said: “I’ve discovered, when you’re really in pain, you always like to endure it by yourself. However, only until you aren’t suffering anymore, you’ll come and pretend to be pitiful in front of me.”

Gu Hai’s entire body stiffened, refusing to budge.

In that silent and unwavering moment, Bai Luo Yin’s arms stretched over. He wanted to, with all his heart, to pull and take Gu Hai into his arms to embrace him, but Gu Hai’s body hardened with much effort, refusing to be held.

In truth, he was unable to move his body.

In the end, Bai Luo Yin, himself, slightly leaned toward Gu Hai before he took the initiative to face Gu Hai’s thin lips and kissed it.

His warm lips were met with coldness and as he parted his lips, a slight chill pervaded between their lips and teeth.

There was no need for anything to be spoken or be disclosed between them, Bai Luo Yin knew all along that Gu Hai had already sat alone for a really…really long time, in this once silent room.

He held Gu Hai tightly, firmly, almost desperately in his arm while using his own thin lips to pass to him, all the warmth that was circulating within his own breath, within his own body. He let this warm kiss continue until Gu Hai’s body gradually relaxed, and willingly let all the weight from his body press on him.

Bai Luo Yin’s back kissed the cool bed sheet while his chest stitched tightly with Gu Hai’s.

With his arms still wrapped strongly on Gu Hai’s chilled body, Bai Luo Yin’s fingers almost met each other around his firm back, almost desperately digging into him as if to absorb him into his own body.

The entanglement of emotions that holed up in Bai Luo Yin’s tightened chest, too, gradually restore its normality.

The last remaining glimmer of light from the nightstand was blotted out by total darkness as the two nakedly hugged each other. After what seemed like an eternity well needed, Bai Luo Yin’s hand moved towards the top of Gu Hai’s head. His trembling hand, gently caressed and stroke Gu Hai’s hair.

Something like this was not what Bai Luo Yin was used to, that is, this seldom tenderness.

“I don’t know what I should say to you. You already know, I’m not really good with words.”

Gu Hai lazily smiled and warmly looked at Bai Luo Yin with eyes drowned in the colors that represented love and affection.

“Then, can’t you just break that rule for once and say something nice to me?”

Bai Luo Yin asked seriously, “What do you want to hear?”

With that, Gu Hai pretended to think about it for a while before opening his mouth to say: “I want to hear you say, baby*2 you’re awesome!”

Just hearing that caused Bai Luo Luo Yin to knee Gu Hai in the crotch.

Gu Hai couldn’t help but to groan into the slight pain that was searing in his nether region. His groan was so pretentious, anyone who heard it could easily draw out his current his emotional state.

“You have me.”

Gu Hai’s hands that were gently caressing Bai Luo Yin’s warm back suddenly came to a halt.

A moment later, Bai Luo Yin softly repeated those words once again, “It’s okay, you have me.”

It was in this unspeakable moment, Gu Hai’s cold and crystallized heart, thoroughly……completely, softened all at once. It felt as though the bottom of his heart was being flooded with an overwhelming, unwavering wave of emotions that he, himself, was unable to control.

It was as if time ceased, as if his breath was taken away from him, as if in this world nothing else exist. There was nothing in this world that could give him more comfort than those three words.

At the stage in his life, when he was at his lowest, feeling helpless, lost, pain and suffered……he had always thought that he would forever hide alone in that lonely, desolate and empty room, licking his own wound. However, against all expectations, those three words broke through the gate where all his sorrowful memories and pain, deeply reside.

All the grievance and unwillingness poured out at that moment. Even though he could not bear to touch upon that weak corner of his soul, he could already feel two hands tightly holding on to him.

Gu Hai lightly bit Bai Luo Yin’s warm lips that were sweetly sealed on his.

In that split second, feeling the slight pain, Bai Luo Yin pulled his tongue and swept it across his lips, there was a hint of sexual arousal sitting at the tip of his tongue.

A second later, waves of heavy breathing transmitted from within the quilt.

“Does it hurt?” Gu Hai leaned toward the side of Bai Luo Yin’s ear and asked, whilst this chin practically rested on said boy’s shoulder. Bai Luo Yin gently turned his head to the side and sweetly kissed Gu Hai’s warm neck. His lips could feel the blooding rushing about in the thick vein beneath it.

All the pain and suffering once within your embrace has become unworthy. All the sorrow once within your comfort quietly disappears into the distance.

Finally, using a bit of strength, Gu Hai bit into Bai Luo Yin’s shoulder.

“Yin Zi, I only have you. You are my only happiness.”

Bai Luo Yin gritted his teeth and bore the pain. He could vividly feel the heavy weight of that love carving into his heart, taking over and consuming his mind.

“Don’t leave me.” Gu Hai managed to roar out in low voice from within his tightened throat.

The pleading sound in his voice rained on Bai Luo Yin and entered in chest, causing him to tremble, almost violently. He gripped firmly on Gu Hai’s hair as if afraid to lose him to the night, before he desperately let out, ‘okay.’

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Translator’s Note:

*1 面疙瘩 miàn gēda – fried dumpling knots: similar to Gnocchi or German Spaetzles, miàn gēda is made from very soft flour dough and dropped in various delicious soups. It is a Northern Chinese specialty; many eaten this for breakfast or comfort noodle type soup.

*2 baby – here Gu Hai actually ask Yin Zi to call him, “husband” which is like a sexual word during you know what…I guess like how some people use “daddy” or whatever. I think baby fits better. So Gu Hai is basically asking Yin Zi to reply to him this way when they are…doing, ‘you know what.’

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Are you addicted?

The original novel is written by Chai Jidan

I do not own any of its content

I am merely an amateur translator/editor

This thing happened to me at work the other day and I’m just now realising how unbelievably cute it was

I’m supervising our PCs and this dude rolls up to me in a wheelchair (I helped him print something a minute ago) and he’s ready to go and he says, hi I’m sorry to ask but I have to go down in the lift and I have this really bad phobia of lifts so do you think you could come with me….?

And before I can answer his mate - these guys were like early 20s - gestures to him from around the corner like “dude come on wtf” and the wheelchair guy realises “oh yeah I actually came with someone? oops never mind???”

I told him I sympathised and I used to share that phobia and that he should come back and get me if he still needed someone to help. He sheepishly rolled away to join his buddy.

I just???? Wtf that’s honestly the most adorable thing that I’ve seen happen at work

A dream within a dream

There was peace in Kyrian’s mind and hearts. The steady come and go of day and night calmed him down. The ground under his body, the wind on his skin, it was all wonderfully peaceful. Soothing. Perfect. He had forgotten what peace was and now rediscovering it almost brought him to tears.

In his dream like state his mind wandered. It wandered all the way back to the first face this face ever saw, all the way back to Rose and Donna, to Jack. Oh Jack…

Another Jack came back to his mind. Painful and disturbing memories, yet nonetheless… soothing as well. To submit. To not care, not matter… no musts, no nothing. Just the will of the master.

Kyrian’s mind wandered further and soon lingered with Caliban. Beloved, wonderful Caliban. And as his mind wrapped around the story and the bond they shared, the connection grew.

Soon he realized that he could barely feel the ground under his body anymore. Instead there was… something warm surrounding him. A house? A TARDIS? Maybe… He wasn’t sure. What he knew was that Caliban was close. Very close. Was that possible? Could he reach him? No… this was a different Caliban. Younger. Angry, yes. A Caliban without… a Kyrian. What an abomination.

Kyrian himself knew how to pretend. He knew it very well. So when he forced his ind through time itself to invade Caliban’s dreams, he tried hard, very hard to disguise what he felt, when he was and especially… how old he was. For all Caliban knew, this Kyrian was a much younger man.

KAITLYN

Beginning the fall semester this week has me reminiscing over this time last year. The greatest, shortest friendship I have ever had was with the apple of my eye.

We were both taking human sexuality. A social assignment, wherein everyone was to look for a person who fit a particular situation, preference, et cetera, and write down the name of that person. The week after, she walked in to class a few minutes late and sat next to me. I said the first thing that came up in my mind. “Just got your iClicker?” No. She had already bought it. She was late over something else that currently escapes me. I asked her, “You’re the one who likes to wake up before 7:00 am, right?” “Yes, and you like reading fiction novels.”

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okay um me here sweating but this is my version of kyouhaba fro @pussycat-scribbles’s Diet Coke au so here..:

It was a bright sunny day when Yahaba and Kyoutani first interacted. Usually you would expect it to be nice and all but for these two, it was more rough and involved yells and a fight almost brought up amongst them.

Yahaba Shigeru, was a brilliant young man with perfectly styled, light-brown hair. Almost like a cream puff and it would change to silver in the winter and change back to its brown colour in the summer.

He always completed is work without any error and had a good amount of friends at his job and got along well with everyone, well. Almost everyone. The reason why was because of Kyoutani Kentarou who he knew nothing about but really the words that came to his mind was “rude.”

The first interaction between them was when Yahaba was walking into the building minding his own business and little did you know, he bumps right into someone.

He blinked and looked up at the other before muttering a small sorry until…

“Watch where you’re fucking going,” he growls and that was when a spark ignited in our “hero.” Not a good spark but the bad type of spark where there’s lighting turning into fire involved.

“Well excuse me for walking into someone who was clearly in the fucking way!” He snaps and was about to open the door until,

“At least I pay attention to my surroundings.” The other man retorts and walks away.

Yahaba slammed the door shut and went inside and went to his place.


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The second time they interacted really wasn’t an interaction at all.

Yahaba was working on something for the company and sighed before he heard a small gasp from somewhere else. He figured it was probably Oikawa looking out the window to look at one of the men working on construction.

He looked outside the window when someone caught his eye. He squinted as he realized it was the make from before but..different. He started to sweat as he saw that he had removed his shirt due to the best and apparently drinking what was a Diet Coke. Fuck, was this really the part where he falls for the guy he hates?

He decided to go back to working and that was when Watari tapped on his shoulder, causing him to jump out of his seat in surprise. “W-what do you want?” Yahaba asked and turned his head toward his direction.

“I saw you looking at Kyoutani, you know!” Watari snickered, causing Yahaba to huff and went back to working.

“I was not looking at him.” He murmured as he scribbled on his papers angrily, but Watari laughed.

“You were looking at him! You were even looking at him a few seconds ago!”

“I was not! Ugh, just leave!” He yelled and pushed a laughing Watari out of the room.

“Whatever! You were watching him stop acting like this, you big doof, I’m your friend for a reason!”

Yahaba closed the door and went back to looking out the window and examined the other.

“Kyoutani…huh.” He muttered to himself and smiled.


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It was like this for a couple of weeks, where Yahaba would just watch him from the window ignoring everything around him happening and he would always get his work done as usual. He was about to leave out of the building and blinked.

There was Kyoutani right by the door and he looked away, making the male confused. Didn’t he hate him? Why was he even here. He started to question his appearance a lot before he heard the voice speak up.

“Sorry.” He murmured.

Yahaba blinked again and tilted his head in slight confusion. “Sorry for what?”

“For that one time.”

“What one time?” Yahaba said with a smirk, trying to get him on his nerves or something like that.

“You fucking know!”

“No I don’t.”

“I swear to god if you’re doing this on purpose…”

“You caught me I was.”

“Why did Watari set me up on this?”

‘Wait Watari, was the reason he’s apologizing?!’ “…He is.”

“Yes.”

“Can I help you get him back?”

“Sure.”

“Call this a date then.”

“Deal.” Kyoutani smirked and Yahaba only smiled.

This was the first date out of many more they had.

We are the monsters you see in the news. You don’t fear us under your bed. You fear us everywhere else in your life.

The actually scary part about this..?

YOU SHOULD.
 

My friends and I played Payday 2 and this image came to mind. Note: we were terrible. Absolutely the WORST robbers ever. But it was FUN!

Speedpaint: x

i was tagged by @vbranium, thank! ( ♥‿♥ ✿ )

rules: create an “about me” playlist of five-ten (or more) musical theatre songs that resonate with you on a deeply personal level and then tag at least ten followers to do the same!

Belle (Reprise) from The Beauty and the Beast 
Climb Ev’ry Mountain from The Sound of Music 
I Couldn’t Be Happier from Wicked 
I Know the Truth from Aida
I’ll Cover You (Reprise) from Rent 
I Still Believe from Miss Saigon 
It’s All Over / And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going from Dreamgirls
Legally Blonde from Legally Blonde: The Musical
On My Own from Les Misérables
Shadowland from The Lion King: The Musical
Somewhere from West Side Story 
Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from The Phantom of the Opera

I realise most of these songs are super sad lmao. Also I didn’t really make a cohesive playlist, I just listed all the songs that came to mind in alphabetical order.

Edit: Also I should add that I still can’t sing “I Still Believe” or “Shadowland” without crying my eyes out. That used to happen with “On My Own” and “Somewhere” as well but I’ve since sung them so much that I’ve gotten used to the feeling of bursting into tears when I sing so I can prevent it lmao.

i tag: @abovethesmokestacks @danzeta @dreamingwithlemurs @general-leiia & @ovaries-before-broveries + anyone else who likes musicals and feels very left out pls do this and tag me as your tagger