can someone give me a ride

“I need you” Sentence Starters

aka my life and yours are two parts of a whole

  • “I can’t do this without you.”
  • “Don’t let go of my hand through this, please.”
  • “If you walk away everything will fall apart.”
  • “All I want is your lips against mine right now.”
  • “It wasn’t just a one off for me; it was me hoping you’d see the connection.”
  • “We’ve been through everything else together.  This is no different.”
  • “You’re my other half.”
  • “There’s no one else I’d rather have with me than you.”
  • “You need to help me, I can’t do this alone.”
  • “I’ve never felt alone since you came into my life.”
  • “What am I supposed to do if you walk away?”
  • “This distance is killing me.”
  • “Don’t let this distance tear us apart.”
  • “I need you as much as you need me.”
  • “Letting go was never an option.”
  • “All the time did was make me realize that you’re supposed to be with me.”
  • “I’ve made so many mistakes, but you’re not one of them.”
  • “I need you to help me reach the top shelf.”
  • “Two people aren’t this made for each other so easily.”
  • “You’re worth any fight.”
  • “I’m crying on the floor and nothing’s right, but I know you can make this better.”
  • “I’m way too drunk to be driving, so I was gonna walk home– stay on the phone with me, okay?”
  • “There’s this couple’s contest, and I know we’re not dating, but the grand prize is this big ass load of food– help me.”
  • It doesn’t matter if you need me; you broke everything.”
  • “Everything’s really shitty right now.  So how about you get in this car with me and we drive to wherever for however long?”
  • “I’ll go if you go.”
  • “I’ll only do this if you help me.”
  • “I can’t depend on anyone else, just you.”
  • “Thank you for always being here for me.”
  • “You could call be at any time and I’d drop anything if you needed me.”
  • “All you have to do is show me that you feel the same.”
  • “I know that I need you, but sometimes the feeling doesn’t seem reciprocated.”
  • “I’m pathetic, because I go to you for everything, but you’d pick someone over me any day.”
  • “Can you give me a ride?”
  • “I didn’t tell anyone else I was leaving… You deserved to know though.”
  • “I’ll still be here when you get back.”
  • “Isn’t in terrifying that we both couldn’t go without the other?”
  • “This ring proves that I’m always here for you.”
  • “Come here, let me give you a hug.”
  • “My date stood me up, can you come with me to egg his/her car?”
  • “My date stood me up, can you come pick me up?”
  • “The lights don’t shine as bright when you’re not here.”
  • “I can’t deal with us drifting apart anymore.”
  • “I feel like I’m gripping with all my might and you’re not even lifting a finger.”
  • “My friend locked me outside naked.  Help.”
  • “My friend needs to see I’m dating someone so they’ll stop including me in blind dates–yes, I know we’re not dating, but still.”
  • “I don’t call you my partner in crime for no reason.”
  • “Can you come over so I don’t feel so alone anymore?”
  • “You ran to get here this quickly?!”
  • “I need you.”

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we all know victuuri are yuri’s dads but the family is much larger than that listen here:

big sis mila

  • suggested beating a kid for making yuri drop his ice cream
  • “cant go out because of homework?…please tell me you didnt just say that”
  • teached yuri how to cheat in class
  • “dont tell lilia”

grandpa yakov

  • gives yuri some money every time he wins something or gets a good grade
  • “how old are you again”
  • in constant competition with yuri’s grandpa
  • “did victor do something dumb again”

big bro-tabek

  • taught yuri how to ride a bike
  • “no you cant kick someone because they said cats suc- mila stop encouraging him
  • “can you make a remix of never gonna give you up with victor’s voice”
  • yuri tried to get victor to adopt otabek at least five times

vodka uncle chris

  • gives great advice but only when tipsy
  • gets in fights with his boyfriend and asks yuri who’s right
  • bonding over cats
  • “wanna see my album of embarassing young victor pics?” “hell yes”

analienanimeaficionado  asked:

Hello! I really like your blog and was wondering how RFA+Saeran+V would react when they meet MC for the 1st time and realizing that MC is much shorter and younger looking than expected. I was wondering since I'm a 19 yr old girl, 4'11", and get told often that I look 12 and am still given kiddie menus at restaurants lol. You don't have to respond, I just thought this would be a funny scenario since some characters are really tall, thank you!


Haha, some of them would have a huge difference! Hope you like these~


Zen:

  • This man is really tall
  • When he first met, he kind of looked over your head trying to find you in a crowd
  • He wasn’t taken very aback by your height
  • He think you’re cute being so tiny
  • But you do look very young which could cause trouble if he’s not careful
  • He’s very protective of you with the press, since he doesn’t want you caught up in drama
  • If you try to look a little taller, he’ll give you his opinion on different heels
  • Listens to your rants when others mistake your age
  • Sometimes he’ll take selfies to tease you, since you always end up cut off at first
  • You always have to stand on a table or something
  • Eventually, he just memorizes one specific angles so you can take it together
  • He won’t tease you if you can’t reach things though
  • He’ll get whatever you need, and even shifts things around in his house so you don’t feel bad

Yoosung:

  • He’s used to being the shortest in his group of friends
  • He’s still growing though
  • If you feel really insecure about your height, he’ll try to cheer you up
  • “Maybe you’re still growing, like me!”
  • He secretly loves it when you wear oversized sweaters
  • The sweater paws make you look like a cute puppy
  • He likes to give you piggy back rides if you’re tired or want to see over a crowd
  • Your baby face doesn’t faze him that much
  • But if someone else says something to you, he’ll defend you
  • You both have a perfect height difference
  • He can easily rest his arm around you and you fit perfectly against his side
  • Loves to hug you from behind a lot

Jaehee:

  • She’s an average height, but still pretty small
  • You guys aren’t that far off which means she has a shopping buddy
  • You and her start going shopping for heels every other week
  • You both fit each other’s clothes decently
  • Hers is a little big on you, but no big deal
  • You actually like wearing her clothes, because you look a lot more mature
  • Her style rubs off on you
  • You look like a child next to her a lot with your baby face
  • She also helps with that since she gives you tips on make up
  • Either way, she doesn’t care how you look
  • Your age is reflected in how you act, and she thinks you’re very wise and caring

Jumin:

  • Talk about height difference
  • He thought you were cute in the chats in the way you talked and acted
  • But seeing you in person, you were so tiny and adorable to him
  • Like with Zen, he was worried you might get caught up in some scandal because you two looked years apart
  • But with his cautious nature and  the fact that the body guards basically hid you, there were no issues
  • He can tell when you’re feeling insecure about your height
  • On those bad days, you’ll end up finding a new pair of heels in your closet
  • Likes to find creative ways to kiss you smoothly
  • He’ll lean down asking you to fix his tie and then just steal a kiss
  • You like it when you’re sitting on one of those tall chairs
  • For once, you can easily kiss or hug him without straining on your toes
  • He makes sure there’s small step stools in every room, just in case you need things from the top shelves
  • You can’t tell whether you find it sweet or not…


Seven:

  • He figured you were pretty tiny from your background info
  • But for some reason, in person you just seemed so much smaller
  • He actually loves teasing you about it
  • When you reacted negatively to the short jokes, he kinda stopped
  • Still got you in more subtle ways
  • Rests his arm on your head you might have almost killed him
  • Purposely holds things out of reach
  • But he’s still pretty considerate when you can’t reach things in the kitchen or dining room
  • Cuddling is really nice though
  • He’ll come up behind you when you’re sitting on floor and just envelop you in his arms and a blanket
  • One time, you were given a kids menu at a restaurant
  • He was suppressing his laughter when you were trying to explain to the embarrassed waiter
  • But you both colored with the crayons anyway

Saeran:

  • You once told him off for not taking care of himself
  • And he just casually commented
  • “What do know? Aren’t you like 12?”
  • You released some wrath on him until you found out he legit thought you were 12
  • He treated you like a normal adult after that
  • He makes references to your height, but not in a joking way
  • At least, that’s what he says…you never see the smirk he gives after you struggle
  • He’ll unconsciously pat your head as he walks by
  • The worst is when you two are walking
  • It’s so hard to keep up with his long strides
  • Whenever you’re on your tippy toes trying to reach something, he just gets it for you after watching you for a few minutes
  • Mutters “cute” but you never hear it

V:

  • He can’t see very well when you first meet
  • When he moves to place a hand on your shoulder, he accidentally places it on your head
  • He apologizes for it profusely
  • Loves it when you hug him
  • He likes the feeling of your tiny arms around his torso
  • Also likes picking you up and spinning you around if you haven’t seen each other in awhile
  • He usually interrupts people if they start to make a joke about your height or something
  • He actually never realized you had a baby face
  • He was so accustomed to hearing your voice
  • Normally, you two talked about deep things, so he could tell your maturity level
  • Makes up cute nicknames referring to your height

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Imagine cutting Dean off at the bar

“I think that’s enough, sugar.”

You covered the top of his shot glass with your fingers, picking it up and placing it on your tray of finished drinks.

His eyes followed the shot before flicking up to yours, the vulnerability in his expression a stark contrast to the strength and size of the man.

“I paid for that,” he murmured, a quiet protest without any heat.

“I know, darlin’,” you nodded, still holding eye contact. “This is my last pass of the floor before I get off, I’ll bring you back your money.”

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AU PROMPTS (based on field trips ive taken)

we’re on a bus and it’s been three hours since you started talking to me about your passion AU

we were originally paired with other people as hotel roommates but they wanted to share a room… so we’re a pair now AU

+ bonus if it’s only one bed ;)

another classmate sat down next to you on the bus and now im jealous AU

someone wasn’t able to come and the teacher decided to give their role in a competition to you, now you’re freaking out but ‘it’s okay im here for you, you’re gonna do great’ AU

you lost your money for food, ‘hey, don’t worry about it, i can pay’ AU

your guardian/parent wasn’t able to pick you up, ‘do you need a ride?’ AU

+ bonus if it’s fall/winter time and they were standing in rain or snow

the long bus ride is making me antsy, luckily you’re able to calm me down and rid me of my energy AU

we ended up losing our group somehow ‘uh oh’ AU

+ bonus if it was on purpose

‘you’ve never had _(type of food)_?’ 'no…’ 'you HEATHEN’ AU

i lost the key to my hotel room and i cant get a hold of my roommate, you decide to wait with me in the hallway AU

we’re watching netflix on the bus ride when i feel your hand touch mine AU

'wow this hotel has a pool’ 'yeah’ 'you wanna…?’ 'yeah!’ AU

i keep catching your eye, not on purpose, well… actually, yeah, on purpose, you’re really hot AU

you’re cute, i like you, and you gave me a slip with your name and number on it but you’re from a different place, 'im only in this if you want it to work’ AU

im an introvert who has just talked to a hundred different people for four hours straight, now im tired, like, really tired. you notice and let me use your shoulder (or lap, jacket, whichever) as a pillow AU

'i don’t like you, you don’t like me, but we’re partners in this so let’s give it our all bc i want a fckn trophy’ AU (enemies to lovers maybe)

* as always, you don’t have to ask to use but i would absolutely positively like a link to your fic if you do use one! :)

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could do a HC of Zen, Yoosung and 707 finding out that MC has a thigh riding kink? (I need to wash in holy water, thank u!)

thigh riding? WTF is that *Google it* Uhhhhhhh….what? *Search it on Tumblr* ok? *See the gif* Ohhh so that is thigh riding *Readd fanfic* WTF?! uhh I don’t know man…

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Fuck it I´m gonna do it!

*Reads requests again* You just want the reaction to finding out? ok,I was going to write the whole scene but If you only want the reaction It is ok.

Thigh riding: When one person opens their legs and sits on someone’s thigh, and proceeds to dry hump said thigh until climax or as a form of foreplay.


Zen

- “Ok!” Zen told you 1 second after you told him about you kink

-”Ok? ok what?”

- “Let´s do it”

- “WHAT WAIT WHAT?”

- Zen gets closer to you and whisper  “Princes, you can fuck me whenever  wherever and however you want” 

- “Don´t you think It´s weird?”

- “No, I will never think you are weird. Now, Do you want to sit on my thigh?”

Yoosung

- “…ther is something call  thigh riding and…”

- “Mc did you saw my search history ?” Yoosung gets super red and with a face of embarrassment.

- “you’re what?”

- “hahahah” Nervously laughing and scratching the back of his head “No nothing”  He tried to look at another direction because his face was so red.

- “You know about  Thigh riding?”

- “I can´t lie to you mc, I think I have to think about Thigh riding but I don´t know because…Well, I never had someone with I could try and…”  Yoosung stops when he realizes he said to much “Sorry If you want to break up with me because I´m a pervert.it’s ok…”

- “Yoosung?”

- “YEs,  Mc.” his mind was full of thoughts of “She will break up with me or she will give me a slap in the face…well, if I think about it, It doesn´t sound that bad that part ….NO! focus yoosung! she will break up with you.THE MOST beautiful, kind and loving person you had ever meet, I have to do something…”But those thoughts stop when you said something

- “Do you?…What to try it out?”

- “YES!” Maybe he said it too loud “I mean if you want to?”

Seven

- “Mc you are a pervert”

- “Why you say that?

-  Seven with his phone starts to read something out loud“11:23 pm  Thigh,11:30 pm  Thigh riding,11:35 pm Thigh riding kink…” he was reading your sear history

- “DON´t read that” you jump out the couch and you grab his phone

- “haha” Seven starts to laugh when he sees your embarrass face “Are you into that?”

- “Why you see that? It´s private” Very angry you say and you try to go away from him.

- But before you can even give another step, he grabs your wrist then he pulls you closer to him “Come” Drags you with him into the couch, sitting for then made you straddle his thigh  “Move”

- “No!”

- “Are you angry at me?” with one hand in your thigh and the other one grabbing your chin forcing you to see him

- “…”but the only thing you could see was his malicious smile 

- “Come on! You alway stare at my thighs all the time” You remove is hand from your chin and look away with a bit of blush in your cheeks “Can you forgive me?” he waits for your respond but nothing you didn´t even open your mouth…so what Seven did was grab you by the waist and make a little bit of friction. 

- “Seven stop!” You were obviously excited judging by the color of you cheeks

- “Will you forgive me?” he grabs again your chin and with puppy eyes, he begs again.

- “Ok whatever but don’t see my history sear again, ok?” you thought the discussion ended so you get up from his thigh

- But Seven doesn´t allow you to move “Where are you going? you don´t want to…you know?”


Sorry if it is not good (terrible excuse coming) but I didn´t know that that kink existed.

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Forgive Me. [JHope/Hoseok; Angst]

“If I could see you again I, I want to show you everything I have. My heart that’s beating to hold you tight, I want to convey it all to you, I, for real for real, until you hold this sincerity in your embrace once again.” - J-Hope

[From “Hug Me” Taehyung & J-hope version; Trans cr; @BTS0222]

The sequel to “Hug Me”. [Please read that first.] 

Summary: How can one gain forgiveness from someone who is no longer in a position to give it? How can one be forgiven if they refuse to forgive themselves? How can one move forward to the future… if the past was so much better?  

Hoseok x Reader/ Hoseok x his daughter; Angst

A/N: So this is the REAL thing that I was writing during my plane ride >.< since it was safe to write with public eyes around lol I’m sorry for the April Fool’s joke, but anyways, here is the angst that no one asked for. :) 

Originally posted by hobiga

         Hoseok was never the same again after the death of his wife. No longer did his smile radiate like the sun, no longer did his laughter ring infectiously. Days after his wife’s death, he locked himself inside his house with his daughter, tormented by the questions of her young mind.

           "Where’s mommy?“ she constantly asked.

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One more (Pt.5)

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Yoongi X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request: Could you do one where y/n is dealing with alcohol/drug addiction and one night Yoongi (or bts reaction) accidentally finds out ?

Warnings: Alcohol abuse mention

Pt.1 // Pt.2 // Pt.3 // Pt.4

Originally posted by no-ass-namjoon

Like an internal clock was going off inside your head, you woke up around 8 in the morning as you did every morning. It was too soon for you to open your eyes so you just shifted around the bed, leaning your head on Hoseok’s arm as the other was behind you. It was odd because his clothes smelled so familiar but unlike his own. Just a small peek and you knew instantly who was really laying next to you. Yoongi was still fast asleep, not know you were even awake. It took hours of convincing to get Hoseok to sleep in his room instead so he could be with you. After Yoongi told him about his long plan at winning you back he wasn’t convinced but hoped it would work out so all of this could just end already.

You didn’t want to admit it but he looked so sweet as he slept. His face seeming so much more calm than he had been lately. His lips barely parted as he breathed carefully. It had been a while since you’d slept next to him but you mind was suddenly plagued of that girl he was with, causing you to sit up. You started to feel the same nauseated feeling you had when you watched him having his arms around her and the way he chased after her. In no way did you want to be caught up with that and in no way were you going to stop him if he wanted to be with her instead. She was beautiful, sweet, and not struggling with an addiction that ruined their relationship. She could have been everything you weren’t. Thinking about it was making you tear up alone and giving you a small sense of self hatred. 

You removed the covers off of you as you stepped out of the bed, quietly. He didn’t even move an inch when you stood up but your grip on your phone slipped and it banged onto the floor. Yoongi’s nose crinkled while he shifted around on the bed. He’s eyes opened, seeing you getting up.

“Y/N?”

You felt yourself finch, hearing him awake, but your side was towards him. You coldly turned away from him so he couldn’t see your face as you sniffled. His eyes widened as he sat up. 

“What are you doing in here?” You asked, not sounding very in the mood. 

“I had to talk to you last night but you were already asleep-”

“Why can’t you just leave me alone?” It came out more forceful than you intended.

“Whoa, wait. I didn’t stay in here to pick a fight with you. I just wanted to talk to you but you were already asleep and I didn’t want you to leave in the morning before I got the chance.”

“About what? My blessing for you and your ex to do whatever? Yeah, go right ahead.” 

“Y/N-”

“Oh, don’t act like you were going to fuck her! I know I have no right to be mad but you also have no right to lie to me.”

Yoongi let out a small sigh of frustration.

“She’s not who I love. It didn’t end up happening and probably wouldn’t have happened anyway.”

“Why because I happened to be there?”

You could tell the conversation wasn’t going anywhere but you couldn’t stop yourself from spewing back comebacks. 

“No, Y/N. I know how bad that looked and I’m not going to sit here and make excuses. We’re completely and utterly nothing but she made me even more confident about how I feel about you. I love you and that still hasn’t changed. Hell, it won’t change. I know you don’t want me to be a part of your recovery so I’ll keep my distance. I’ll wait for you even if it takes years. I should have just respected that in the beginning instead of assuming that you needed me for everything. You’re your own person and-…..I’m so fucking proud of you, babe.”

It was like a hidden talent of his to leave you speechless as you tried to find the words to describe how you felt. In fact, it might even be impossible since you didn’t even know how you felt. Was it selfish of you to make him wait? Should you have just let him stay by your side? If he was in this position you would have wanted to be there for him so you can understand why he’s so desperate for your attention, you just wanted to protect him. Maybe he doesn’t need to be protected.

“Will you do me a favor?” You asked, still without facing him. 

“Anything.”

“…….Will you pick me up from my meeting today?” It was quieter than everything else you had said because you were embarrassed to ask but you could tell  Yoongi’s eyes flickered with shock by the reflection in the TV.

“Y-Yeah, of course I will.”

Without saying another word you walked out of the bedroom so you could head off to your place for a change of clothes and head off to your meeting. Yoongi sat there in awe of what just happened. He wasn’t sure if this meant you were going to include him again. Even if you weren’t planning to this was better than nothing. He’d take anything you were willing to give him. 

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As you headed downstairs you found Hoseok laying on the couch uncomfortably so you stopped by to thank him.

“Aw. You had to sleep down here because of me?”

His head titled up but he smiled, seeing you awake. 

“It’s Yoongi’s fault. Did you sleep okay?”

You smiled back, giving him a nod.

“Thanks to you. I’m going to head off to my meeting but I’ll come back to see you guys this weekend.”

Namjoon came out from the kitchen, grabbing a set of keys off of the shelf, as he approached you.

“I’ll drive you, I have to go somewhere anyway.”

He didn’t look very happy about where he was headed but he still remained as level headed as usual. You could have figured where he’d be headed off to but you were sure it was okay to ask. If he was going to talk to his girlfriend about what happened then he’s fully aware that she’s going to breakup with him. You have him a look of pity to which he returned with a shrug. As you didn’t want Hoseok to find out as well, you two just headed out to the car after saying goodbye. 

“Are you really going to tell her? I know it’s the right thing to do and everything but I can guarantee you’re going to lose her. “ You asked, sitting in the passenger seat. 

“It’s my fault. If I wasn’t willing to lose her I shouldn’t have let it happen in the first place.”

You looked down at your lap, knowing if you hadn’t had said anything things would have still been normal. 

“How’s recovery going, anyway?” He suddenly asked, seeing your glum expression. 

“Oh. It’s good. I’m really learning a lot but it’s easier with someone else in the house. I got rid of all the alcohol but there’s not much to stop me from heading off to a bar or buying more. It’s hard but I haven’t cheated at all-….Sorry, wrong choice of words.”

Namjoon cracked a smile. “Yeah, just a little bit.”

As you both sat in the car patiently to get to the right building you just talked about normal things. It was nice to talk to someone without fighting or having to bring up the obvious problems that were occurring in your life. It felt a little bit normal, giving you a small spring of hope in your chest. When you arrived and stepped out of his car you looked back to thank him. 

“Do you need me to pick you up a few hours?”

“Nope. I have my own ride, but thanks. I feel like I can always count on you, oh and good luck!”

For one last time he smiled again, waving.

“Yeah, you too.”

Sk8er Girl CH4 (Trixya)- Squeaky Pink
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Trixya!HS AU. Trixie is a nerdy, girly girl with bows and frills. Katya is a skater chick with scuffed knees and a flazeda attitude. When they’re assigned as lab partners, can they discover chemistry together?

(AN: LAST chapter! We did the angst, hurt, comfort, and fluff. Now - smut! Hope y’all enjoyed the ride)

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anonymous asked:

Junkrat, Hanzo, and Lúcio headcanons for dating someone in a wheelchair? Give me life. Wake me up inside.

caN’T WAKE UP

WAKE ME UP INSIDE

SAAAAAAAAVVEEEEE MEEEEEEEEE–

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Junkrat

  • You don’t get to have a regular wheelchair
  • You get to have a Junkrat-modified wheelchair
  • Speed boosters
  • Rockets
  • He was gonna add bombs but Roadhog didn’t let him
  • Also stickers
  • So many stickers
  • Most of which have sooty fingerprints on them
  • He also puts stickers on you if you’re in the chair while he’s decorating
  • He pushes you around real fast, then hops on the back and rides with you until it slows down again
  • Then he does it again
  • There you two go, rolling through the mall while sipping smoothies or munching fries
  • Just
  • Zoom zoom motherfucker
  • Whenever he gets a new idea for your wheelchair, he makes you a new one entirely out of scratch
  • He provides piggyback rides when you’re without a wheelchair due to remodeling

Hanzo

  • Paints your wheelchair one night while your asleep
  • Surprises you with it the next morning
  • He painted dual blue dragons on it
  • “Now you have your own dragons” is his reasoning
  • Decorates it with ribbons with you sometimes
  • He’ll carry you around if you prefer
  • He quite enjoys doing so
  • Carries you to and from bed in the mornings/nights
  • He just enjoys picking you up and holding you close, tbh
  • Pushes you around at all times
  • You’ll have to snap at him or get fussy with him to get him to stop
  • He just enjoys doing it
  • He will end anyone who’s rude to you about your situation
  • Speaking of dragons from before, they love to loop around your wheelchair and just hang out for the ride
  • This also causes many noodle dragon nose boops
  • They like to pretend they’re your scarf/scarves as well
  • F a s h i o n

Lucio

  • He wants to get a wheelchair and race you, tbh
  • But only if you’re okay with it
  • Buys tons of paints and stickers and glitter and ribbons and fake flowers to decorate your wheelchair with you
  • Seriously, you’ve had to get a new wheelchair to save your current one from becoming an overdecorated mess
  • Decorating’s always fun though
  • You usually end up decorating each other in the process
  • You’ll be covered in glitter with little designs painted all over your legs and arms
  • He’ll have fake flowers wound through his hair and will be c o a t e d in glitter and stickers
  • He will shake like a dog at some point and coat you and anything in the close proximity with glitter as well
  • Lord help you both, you’re a mess after decorating sessions
  • If you’re just hanging out at the table or reading in the backyard, he may or may not end up sneaking his way onto sitting on your lap
  • He might sit in your chair and have you sit on his lap while he wheels you both around
  • This is usually how you end up getting groceries
  • Because fun and efficiency

anonymous asked:

Can I get some Headcannons for Tyler dating a really tiny and frail s/o who's really insecure and shy? But like, the s/o is super cute all the time? How would Teamiplier treat them in general?

- He loves holding you and giving you piggy back rides
- Actual bodygaurd Tyler
- Human Teddybear Tyler
- He loves how easy it is to get you flustered
- borrowing clothes from Tyler is hilarious because you’re basically drowning in the fabric
- You always feel super safe and protected and it’s nice
- Burying your face in his chest when you get embarrassed and he just wraps his arms around you so you can hide more
- The team is very protective of you as well
- When Mark meets you he’s all “finally! Someone who’s shorter than me!”
- Everyone takes turns testing if they can pick you up
- (The almost all can, it’s hilarious and all the pictures go on instagram)
- They understand if you’re too shy to be in videos but they always invite you because they love you

Cherry Bomb

Pairing: Finn Balor x original character

Summary: A few people start lighting fireworks, and I make sure I’m sober enough to take someone to the hospital if necessary.

Tags: @neversatisfiedgirl @motleymoose @kyoukohorimiya @wrestlingnoob @ambrosegirlforever @deseraysmiththings


“Don’t you think it’ll be nice to actually, ya know, get out and have a little bit of fun?” Bayley means well, and she reminds me of this by wrapping a comforting arm around me. “I know that you enjoy keeping to yourself, and I love that about you, but I really think that you’ll enjoy coming out with us. It won’t be anything too crazy, it’ll just be a couple of us celebrating the fourth of July, since we can’t go home this year.”

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Now

A/N so one of my lovely followers popped into my message box and asked for sequel to How Soon Is Now so I decided to indulge them. This can be read as a sequel but also could technically be a completely stand alone story.

Spencer breathed in the cool night air feeling suddenly overwhelmed. He walked a few paces and then stopped, leaning back against the brick building of the bar and just looking up at the night sky. He couldn’t keep doing this to himself, couldn’t keep forcing himself to come out with the team knowing that he was going to be miserable. Something had to give somewhere. If he didn’t want to be lonely then he needed to do something. But he was no good at in person, or at least no good at pick up lines. Perhaps… Perhaps he should give online dating a go. At least that way he could get to know someone first, although knowing his luck he’d end up getting catfished, a term he hadn’t until recently even understood the meaning of.

But still, maybe something would come of it. Maybe he’d connect with someone. Or maybe he should just head back to Nevada. If he simply wanted a physical connection then certain things were legal there. Although as an FBI agent it really wouldn’t do for him to be seen in those sorts of places. He sighed, feeling beyond frustrated.

“You okay?”

Spencer jolted, not even realising he had company. He looked over to where the voice had come from, noticing the brunette that had smiled at him inside standing a few feet away.

“Um… I’m…I…. I’m fine. Thank you,” he managed to stutter out.

The girl rummaged in her bag and pulled out some car keys, glancing back over at him and squinting slightly.

“You don’t look fine. Well… I mean, you’re fine as fuck but you don’t look okay.”

“Pardon?” Spencer was now extremely confused, wondering why this woman was even talking to him.

“I get the feeling you don’t get hit on a lot, do you?” she stepped closer to him, a smirk playing across her face. Spencer shook his head and she continued.

“I thought so. What I said was, or what I meant rather was that you’re fine as in you’re hot, but you look like something is wrong. You wanna talk? I was heading home but I don’t have to leave just yet.”

“I…. erm…. I…. You think I’m hot?” Spencer squeaked, a funny fluttering sensation in his stomach.

“Well you’d be hotter if you smiled and didn’t look so perplexed.”

“Oh.”

“So what’s got you looking like the weight of the world is sitting on your shoulders?”

Spencer debated whether to be honest, but he didn’t know the woman at all. But then again, maybe that would help. He sighed deeply.

“I…. erm… Okay it’s hard to explain. But I guess, I guess I’m lonely.”

She raised an eyebrow and pushed her long hair back behind one ear. “You’re lonely? In what way? The ‘I have no friends and no one to talk to’ way or the ‘I wish I had someone to love’ way. Or just simply 'I need someone to fuck that isn’t my own hand way?’” she gave a small chuckle at the last option.

“The latter two… I guess.”

“So go back inside and find someone then. You’re hot, plenty of girls would wanna take you home and ride you.”

Reid felt his cheeks flush red, his face burning hot. “It’s not, it’s not that easy. I don’t find it easy to talk to women.”

“You’re talking to me.”

True, he was.

“Listen, if you want something you have to learn to go and get it. Talking to people you find attractive isn’t the easiest thing in the world, especially when your friends are around watching, but if you want to meet someone in a bar then you gotta learn. Or look elsewhere. Whether it’s just a casual screw you’re after or a meaningful relationship, you gotta learn.”

“Thats easier said that done,” Spencer shot back. If it was that easy then he would have done it by now.

“That’s fair. Look… Do you need a ride home or something? I know I’m a stranger but I promise I’m not a serial killer. And I parked my car a few streets over and need to go down an alley to get to it. Be a gentleman and escort me.”

“How do you know I’m not a serial killer?” Spencer countered, suprised at her offer.

“Because you’ve been in that bar a few times. And I’ve been in the bathroom with the women you go in there with. I know they work for the FBI so I figure you do too. Am I wrong?”

“No, you’re right.”

“So can I give you a ride or are you going to be make me walk down that ally by myself?”

Spencer was originally just going to walk, he didn’t live too far and the night air would have cleared his head. But here he had what he’d been craving for a while now. Attention for a member of the opposite sex. And he wasn’t going to turn it away even if she only wanted someone to keep her safe.

“Okay sure. I’m Spencer by the way.”

“Nice to meet you Spencer, it’s this way.” The woman started walking, her heels clicking on the pavement. Spencer started after her, quickly catching up and walking by her side. She led him down the ally which was brightly lit and not at all dangerous, then made her way across the street to a small blue car. Bleeping it open with her keys, she slid in and waited for Reid to join her.

“So where am I taking you Spencer, where do you live?” she started the engine, turning the radio that burst into life down so she could hear him.

“It’s actually fine, I can walk. It’s only a few blocks.”

“Well you’re in my car now, so I might as well drive you. Where are we going.”

He relented and gave his address, sneaking a look at her as she pulled out into the road and started to drive. She really was quite attractive. He wondered why she hadn’t been up on the dance floor with the rest of her friends but didn’t dare ask.

“What’s your name?” he blurted out, suddenly realising that he was in a car with a stranger, a girl who’s name he didn’t even know but who knew his.

She pursed her lips and glanced over at him briefly before averting her eyes back to the road.

“Spencer, do you think I’m attractive?” she asked.

“What!?”

“It’s just a question. It requires a yes or a no answer. You come across as an over thinker, I’ve only known you for fifteen minutes but already that much is obvious. Don’t over think, just answer. Do you think I’m attractive?”

Spencer gulped before answering, “yes.”

“And when you said you were lonely one of the things you meant was that you wanted to screw someone that wasn’t your own hand, right?”

Where was she going with this? He nodded and then remembered that she was driving. “Y-yes.”

“So it’s much more mysterious for me to be the attractive stranger who accompanies you home to be that someone you screw, if I don’t tell you my name, don’t you think?”

She pulled into a parking spot opposite his building and turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling.

“I mean, if that’s what you want of course.”

Spencer’s mouth opened and then closed again, suddenly lost for words.

“So we’re here. You can leave this car alone and I was just a strange girl that gave you a ride and talked to you for a bit. Or I can come up with you and be a strange girl who gave you a ride but in a completely different sense of the phrase. Your choice Spencer.”

She bit her lower lip and waited, Spencer’s mind going into overdrive before he made a snap decision.

“I choose… I choose the second option,” his voice shook slightly as he spoke, seeing a grin break out across her face.

“Well then,” she switched the engine off and reached for her bag. “Lead the way.”

All we need is a
kind heart, and
kind soul.
Where there’s no motive
or anything in
return for them.
They do it just because
they want to
make you
smile, and
give you
love.
Whether that is
paying for
your dinner
after the thousands of times
you’ve paid for theirs.
Whether it’s
giving you a journal
to gather your thoughts to give to
Him,
showing you a
special book, or
just giving you one
as an extra way to
help you
grow
because they want what’s best for you.
Whether it’s even just
giving you a ride,
meeting for coffee,
even paying for
your cup of joe
just so they can see you.
Whether they just wanted to send you
happy notes
to make you smile and
brighten your day.
Even just a hug
from someone who
loves
and even someone who
hates hugs
but gave you
one because
they care.
Those little moments
whether stranger or not
mean more to
me than
they’ll probably realize.

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I want to make this a game! It doesn’t have to be a poem it can be a list…whatever works I’d love it if we could all just say a random act of kindness that someone gave to you and then tag people.

Tagging: @sonador-reveur @renaudcr7 @bleedinginkpoetry @denmysterywoman @mycosmicbackyard @dbaydenny @tafkas77 @creatingnikki @gracebabcockwrites @mymellowcupcakestudent @fakesurprise @storiavitali @just-4-thought @english-lit-and-green-tea @jonaswpoetry @christophermcgeownwriting @thepipdreamer

Arrested

Joe had opted out of going out that night, even at the boys instance, but he shook them off, telling them he really needed a night off and plus he had to get some work done.

Jack had whined the loudest, claiming that he wanted his boyfriend to come out with him, that it wouldn’t be as fun, but Joe had rolled his eyes and told him that he was sure Jack would still have plenty of fun with the others, and they could spend all of the next day together.

With the promise of cuddles, Jack finally dropped it, leaving to go out with the other boys, and Joe sighed a breath of relief, knowing that he could get ahead on some of his work.


Now though, it was nearing three in the morning, and Joe was still awake waiting for Jack to come back home.

He had just finished his work a short while ago, and figured that the younger man would be making an appearance fairly quick. Yet time kept going, and there was no word from Jack, or any of the boys really. None of them had posted on Snapchat in the past couple hours, and the few messages Joe had sent to their group chat remained unread.

Waving it off as the boys simply having a good time, he decided to throw a movie on to kill some time until he either fell asleep on the couch or Jack stumbled through the door.

What he didn’t expect was a phone call from an unknown number at half three in the morning.

For some reason, Joe decided to answer it with a hesitant: “Hello?”

“Don’t freak out.” Jack’s rushed words hit him, “But I need your help.”

“What happened? Where are you? Is everyone okay?” The worry flooded Joe’s body as he jumped off of the couch, already searching for his shoes and keys.

“Everyone’s fine. But I may be in a little bit of trouble…”

“Jack, explain. Now!”

“I’m at the police station.” Joe froze, shoe in hand, staring in shock over at the wall.

“You’re where?!”

“I’m sorry, babe. It’s a minor thing, but I need someone to come get me because I was drinking. And the boys can’t do it because they were drinking too. And now the nice officer is giving me a look, so I think I’m out of time, but can you please come get me?” Jack finished, sounding hopeful.

“You bloody idiot,” Joe muttered, putting his shoe on, “Which one are you at?”


Once the location was determined, Joe hung up and called for a car, sending a quick and stern message to the boys in their group chat before heading outside for his car.

The ride from his place to the station is long, and Joe’s worry only churns in his stomach as his knee bounced, fingers tapping against it.

What in the world did Jack do?! Why did he have to be so bloody stupid!

“Thanks,” Joe told the drive before slipping out of the car, glancing up at the looming building. Taking in a breath, he headed for the entrance, pulling the heavy door open.

The place is fairly empty, but then he reminded himself that it is about four in the morning on a Saturday night, and he smiled over at the cop watching him from reception.

“Hi, my boyfriend got brought in…Jack Maynard?”

“Just take a seat, dear,” The older woman replied, “We’ll be with you in a moment.”

Nodding, he glanced across the room behind her before taking a seat, his nerves causing his knee to bounce once again.


Nearly ten minutes pass before he’s called up, and the charges are explained, to which Joe inwardly groans because his boyfriend is a right idiot, and then once everything is settled, he’s told that Jack will be released in a few minutes if he’ll just take a seat again.

Except this time he can’t sit, and so he began to pace, chewing on the top of his thumb as he waited.

At the sound of a door buzzing open, Joe spun around, staring at the doorway Jack appeared from, grinning sheepishly over at him.

“Hi?”

“You bloody idiot.” Joe shook his head, “Let’s go.” He turned and headed for the doors that lead to outside, knowing that Jack will be on his heels.

“Joe, please, I’m sorry!”

“You’re sorry?!” Joe faced Jack once they were on the sidewalk, “You scared the shit out of me!”

“I know…”

“What were you thinking anyways?! Getting naked in public!”

“I was drunk. And stupid. And dared.”

“Don’t you even try to blame the boys for this,” Joe poked Jack in the chest, glaring at him, “This is on you. On your record too, you idiot.”

“It’ll get waved,” Jack grabbed Joe’s hand lightly, twisting their fingers together, “Just like the last arrest.”

“I just…what were you thinking!”

“I wasn’t, and I’m sorry.” Jack wrapped his free arm around Joe, pulling him closer, “But thank you for coming to bail me out.”

“I should have left you there.” Joe muttered, the anger already fading.

“You didn’t though.” Jack grinned down at him, leaning in for a kiss, but Joe turned his head quickly. “Wha-?”

“No. No kisses. No sex. No cuddles tomorrow. We’re going home and I’m going to sleep.” Joe stepped back and out of Jack’s arm, heading for the car that just pulled up. “Get in.”

“You’re cruel.” Jack muttered, climbing into the car.

“And you’re an idiot who got arrested. Deal with it.” Joe replied, climbing in behind him.

Cranberry Vodka

Y/n has never been a fan of bars but she’s quite a fan of cranberry vodkas. She’s been forced out of her apartment by her friend, Mel, who is already drunk and dancing with someone. Mel claims that y/n needs (deserves) a night away from her overbearing boyfriend, John. She couldn’t deny that John was a bit too much for her or she was a bit too much for him rather. It was the usual story where you meet a cute guy who treats you like the sun shines out of your ass then after a few years you both become trapped in a tomb together. The downright truth is that they fell out of love and they’re too used to each other to let go. John is set in his ways and well, a little boring. Y/n is shy but outgoing, she could have a good time playing chess or dancing on a table, you never know with her. “Would you be a dear and get us some refills?” Mel and Mr. Right Now can’t keep their hands off one another and for some reason can’t be bothered to get their own beverages.

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Always a Bridesmaid 2/4

Felicity must return to her hometown for the first time since high school to stand in her friend Sara’s wedding.  While many things have changed for Felicity some have not and she has begun to wonder what happened to her old high school crush Oliver Queen.

This is for all, who like me, have had the privilege of being a bridesmaid.

Thanks so much for all the lovely comments and reblogs on Chapter One - I am beyond flattered and grateful for all those who took the time to read my story.

Thanks so much to @mel-loves-all for the beautiful edit and to @almondblossomme for proofing!  Also available on AO3 where you can also find Chapter 1.


                                  Chapter 2: Feels Like Home


June 2017


As Felicity stepped off the train in Star City, she thought how crazy it was that she never bothered to visit. It really was only a couple hours by train but she had not been back since her high school graduation.


As she pulled her weekend bag into the train station terminal she expected to be greeted by a very excited Sara. She looked around. Alas, no Sara.


“Felicity Smoak?”


Felicity looked. She was surprised to see the one and only Oliver Queen walking toward her. Panic set in. “I can do this.”

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That’s My Wife- Derek Grant

Originally posted by vinniehinostroza

Ok so I knew nothing about Derek Grant, but after googling him I kinda feel bad for him? Like… Buffalo to Nashville to Buffalo in less than a month… that’s gotta suck! Ok anyway! Enjoy!

Warning: mentions of anxiety

Anon Request: hi, i absolutely love your writing; you’re so amazing! i was wondering if it would be possible for you to write a Derek Grant imagine? maybe something along the lines of going public with your relationship? idk, if that makes sense, whatever you write i’m sure will be perfect xxx

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              You were nervous.

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Who I Was. (A Got7 Fanfic) Pt.1

Originally posted by jack777

Yes, I know this is an Exo blog, but this is a Got7 story. It’s a story about your life before you met Exo in the previous story, I Was Made for Loving You. If you haven’t read it yet, then that’s okay, read this one first and then that one, it’ll probably make more sense that way.

Pt. 2, Pt.3, Pt.4, Pt.5

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“You should come meet the guys.” Jackson said, as he started to leave my apartment.

“No, that’s okay. It’ll be awkward since I can’t really communicate that well with them yet…” I said, trailing off my sentence. I moved to Korea last week, so I’m not necessarily fluent in the language yet. I’m not the worst in Korean, but I also am not at the level of holding a conversation.

“Well, let’s see, there’s Mark, BamBam, my girlfriend, and Mark’s girlfriend who speaks English, they’ll help you out. I’LL help you out. You can’t just avoid conversation, you have to learn sometime.” He said, already dragging me out the door.

“Oh my god, fine.” I groaned, letting him drag me across the street to JYP dorms.

“Hey guys! I have someone I want you to meet.” Jackson announced in Korean, earning a weird look from me, since I didn’t understand. Everyone came into the living room, and smiled when they saw Jackson and me together.  “Everyone, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is JB, Jinyoung, Yugyeom, Youngjae, BamBam, Mark, Sora, and of course you know Harper.” He said, pointing out everyone as he said their names.

I waved awkwardly and they did the same.

“She moved here a week ago, so she’s not fluent in Korean yet, so be patient with her, okay?” Jackson said, giving everyone a thumbs up at the end.

“Welcome to Korea, don’t worry about not being fluent, we’ll help you out.” Mark asked, giving me a warm smile.

“Thanks.” I smile back, standing a bit awkwardly. Just me in general is awkward.

“Well, (Y/N), it’s good to see you again.” Harper says, smiling, and sitting down on the couch.

“It’s nice to meet you, and if you ever need help with Korean, and Jackson isn’t around, I’ll happily help you.” Mark says, smiling brightly, causing his eyes to squint a bit.

“Thanks, I’ll be sure to.”

“You should stay for dinner!” Jackson offered. “I know you haven’t eaten all day.” He said.

“Yeah, stay!” Harper said, with a smile.

Jackson translated for everyone who didn’t understand what was happening. They all nod in agreement.

“Um, sure, I guess.” I shrugged, not really wanting to, still feeling extremely awkward around everyone.

“Here, you can sit by me.” Harper says, pulling out a chair for me.

“Oh, uh, thanks.” I say, taking a seat next to her.

Jackson brought the two of us a plate full of food. “Thanks.” We both say in unison, making us laugh.

Everyone sat down at the table, and started eating and talking to one another, and laughing.

“Hey, let’s eat ice cream for dessert.” Youngjae says, excitedly.

I nod and smile, like I knew what was going on.

“He says we should eat ice cream.” Harper whispers to me, seeing my confusion.

“Ah, okay.” I whisper back, nodding in understanding this time.

“Feeling awkward?” She asks, smiling slightly.

“Yeah, a little bit.” I say, looking around at everyone.

“I was too when I first started coming around. But you’ll get used to it pretty soon.” She said, going back to her food.

“Well, it would be nice if we had ice cream. Someone ate all of it and PUT THE EMPTY CARTON BACK IN THE FRIDGE!” JB yelled, as he looked into the freezer.

“He sounds so aggressive while yelling in Korean.” I say to Harper.

We both laughed at the boys as they yelled at each other about who ate the ice cream and who didn’t. Harper had to explain everything that was being said, making me laugh even harder.

“Let’s just go get the ice cream please, it’s pointless fighting about it.” Mark said, holding the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Sounds good to me.” Youngjae said, standing up, putting on his shoes and grabbing his jacket.

“Where’s everyone going?” I asked, confused as to why everyone was getting up.

“We’re gonna go out and get ice cream instead, you coming?” Mark asked, helping Sora put on her jacket.

“I should really get home.” I said, but Harper pull me out of the chair, and dragged me to the front door.

“None sense, you’re coming with us.” She said. I followed them outside, we all started walking in an enormous clump. Harper was walking with Jackson, Sora and Mark were together, I just walked behind everyone, not really having enough confidence to talk to anyone yet.

“So, I’m guessing you’re a little shy?” Jinyoung asks in his best English, his accent thick.

“Oh, not really.” I say in a quiet voice.

“It’s okay to talk. I won’t judge, I swear. I am not the best at English, if you can not tell.” He says, playfully pushing me. We both laughed a bit, and kept walking in a comfortable silence.

We finally got to the ice cream shop after about ten minutes, all of us were starring up at the menu, deciding what we wanted.

“Okay, so who’s buying?” Youngjae asked. Everyone starred at JB.

“I hate you all.” He says, taking out his wallet. After he paid, the boys hugged him, excitedly enjoying their ice cream. We started walking back to the dorm, while eating our ice cream on the way, enjoying the nice weather on our little walk.

Jackson slowed down a little, so he could walk next to me. “See, it’s to that bad hanging out with them. And it’s perfect that you and Harper clicked pretty well. My best friend and girlfriend getting along is very important for me.” He says, laughing a bit.

“I guess it isn’t that bad. It’s still pretty awkward though.” I say, laughing along with him.

“You’ll get used to it, I promise. Mark and I will teach you Korean on our spare time. And when we aren’t there, the girls can teach you.” He said, telling me his plan to get me involved with everyone.

“I have a job you know.” I remind him. I own a dance studio here, that’s one of the reasons I moved to Korea.

“Yeah, but when you aren’t working, you can be at the dorm with us.” He smiled, patting my head.

“I’m not so sure-“

“Okay, can’t wait to see you at the dorm after work!” Jackson said, cutting me off, and going back to Harper.

There was a tap on my shoulder, and I looked over to see Sora smiling at me. “Hey, I know we didn’t really get a chance to talk earlier, it gets kinda hectic around here, but even so, if you need help with anything, just let me know.” She said, a smile still on her face.

“Okay, thanks.” I say, smiling back, but I’m sure you could tell it was forced.

We had all stopped walking as we passed a fair. Yugyeom was practically yelling, and pointing at the lights that illuminated from the rides. I looked over to Sora for a translation.

“Yugyeom wants to go to the fair.” She says, laughing at my confused expression.

“Yeah! Let’s go!” Jackson says, getting as excited as Yugyeom.

“I wasn’t really expecting to be out this late, plus I don’t have money. You guys go ahead.” I say, looking at my watch and realizing how late it’s getting.

“That’s alright, I got you.” Mark and Jackson say at the same time, pulling out their wallets.

“You guys don’t have to pay for me… I really don’t like fairs.” I said, trying my best to get out of the situation.

“Well that’s a lie, you love fairs and you know it, stop trying to get out of everything and come on.” Jackson said, seeing through my lie quickly.

I sighed, and followed everyone inside reluctantly. Mark was the one who ended up paying for me and Sora, putting the wrist band on my wrist for me.

“You really didn’t have to pay for me.” I say, watching as he carefully put the wristband on me.

“It’s no big deal, don’t worry about it.” He said, shrugging and smiling.

“At least let me pay you back.” I said, as we walked fully inside now.

“Nope. Seriously, don’t worry about it, okay?” He smiled, ruffling my hair, and catching up with Sora.

“What shall we ride first?” Youngjae asked, looking around at everything. “Should (Y/N) pick?” He asks, turning to me. Everyone followed his gaze upon me, and I stopped to stare back at them with my eyebrows raised.

“You should pick the first ride.” Jackson says, laughing.

“Oh, no, I’m good.” I say, waving my hands.

“Come on! Just pick something, stop being so shy. It’s weird seeing you like this~” Jackson said, putting his arm around my shoulders.

Everyone was still staring at me, making me shift uncomfortably. I look around the fair, and pointed at the first thing I saw, which was the house of mirrors.

“All ten of us in there? Challenge excepted.” Jackson said, pulling me and Harper to the mirror maze. He wasn’t lying when he called it a challenge, it took us a long time to get out. We hit a mirror every time we turned, but eventually got out.

“Oh my god, I’m surprised no one has a bloody nose from running into all those mirrors!” Harper says, laughing, and those who understood laughed as well. She translated for the others and they laughed along.

“So, having fun yet?” Mark asked, walking beside me.

“Surprisingly, yes.” I say, nodding.

“Are you lying, or are you being for real?” He asked, chuckling a bit.

“No, I am! Why are you laughing?” I asked, playfully pushing him.

“No reason.” He says, teasingly, pushing me back.

“Let’s do the haunted house ride!” Jackson yelled, as soon as he saw the ride.

“That ride is literally for kids… I don’t think we can even fit in the carts.” I said, watching all the kids get off the ride. Jackson groaned and rolled his eyes.

“You’re such a downer today. I’m sure we can fit if we try.” He said, walking to the ride and getting on, barely able to fit him and Harper in one cart.

“(Y/N), why don’t you ride with me, so there won’t be communication failures with the others?” Mark suggested, patting the seat next to him.

“I don’t think it would be that awkward for her. We should sit together.” Sora said, giving Mark a look.

“Oh come on, Sora, just sit with someone else for this ride. You’ll actually be able to talk to them.” Mark said, returning her look.

She let out a huff, and sat in the seat behind us with Yugyeom. When the ride started going, Mark and I started laughing about how stupid the ride was, but then something popped out of nowhere, making me jump and grab onto Mark for a split second, causing him to burst out laughing even more.

“Shut up.” I pout, hitting his arm, making him laugh more. Once we got off, everyone was laughing about how stupid it was, but how I got scared at one point. Sora was being super quiet, I’m sure she was mad about the whole Mark thing, and I felt kinda bad. Mark went up to her, and put his arm around her shoulders, but she didn’t seem interested. He poked her cheek, and a smile started to form on her face.

“So, they’re like a thing?” I asked Jackson, pointing at the two walking ahead of us.

“Yeah. She’s the first American to join Twice (go with it) and when she first got here, she was like you, she didn’t know Korean that well and no one in Twice knew English, so Mark helped her a lot, and after a while, they started dating. They’ve been together for 7 months now?” Jackson explained as we waited in line for the Ferris Wheel.

“I see…” I nod in understanding.

After the Ferris Wheel, everyone was pretty exhausted.

“I think it’s time to go home.” Jackson said, noticing how everyone was stretching and yawning.

“Yeah, I have to go to the studio in the morning too..” I said, checking the time on my phone.

We all started to head to the dorms, waving goodbye to each other when we got there.

“I’ll see you tomorrow after work.” Jackson called out, as I was crossing the street to my apartment.

“Jackson, I don’t think-“ I started, but got cut off.

“Alright, bye! See you tomorrow!” He waved again, walking into his building with the others.

I sighed and made my way inside my apartment, plopping down on the bed as soon as I got in, immediately falling asleep.