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Voltron S3 giving me a romance vibe

The way the Voltron show is setting up season 3 and all, with Shiro lost (possibly captured by the Galra) and the team trying to find/rescue him with Keith as the leader & the main source of conflict due to Shiro’s absence…. feels more like:

One of those action/romance anime tropes they like to pull.

You know the ones where there’s two characters that have a strong connection (possibly attraction or developing feelings) but then something happens to one of them (they get captured, or get separated etc.) & a whole season or episodes are dedicated to the other character searching for them desperately…

I’m getting that romance/angsty vibe from the clips we’ve been shown
Because the other paladins are hurting too but they are on board with moving on quickly due to Galra threat and it’s only Keith that seems to be taking this the hardest, he’s reluctant to move forward.

He’ll grow from it I’m sure but I’m just getting that vibe that you find in romance/action anime.

grumps teacher au

so the lovely and kind @dontcareajot and i have been working on a grumps teacher au for a Long Time now, and since she’s posted bits and pieces of it, i figured i’d put up the bios for the teachers, and the relationship diagram, because yes, this shit needs a diagram. probably one in four dimensions, if we’re being honest. 

anyway.

here be the bios!


~The School~

  • Look, this school isn’t exactly all one would hope for from a higher-learning institution. It’s the only public school in the district, and it’s one of those places where most of the funding goes to sports, then to academics, and then, if there’s anything left, the arts departments can squabble over the scraps. The football team, headed by the gross coach (*cough* jontron *cough*) gets a lot of attention. Everything else, less so. That said, the teachers are dedicated and work hard, and they do their best to teach their students well.

~The Grumps~

  • Arin Hanson, art teacher: No one’s quite sure how Arin got hired as the art teacher. He just appeared in a cloud of Dorito dust and drawings of Dragon Ball Z characters. It’s mostly sketchwork, lineart, collage, relatively simple stuff in his classes, because cleanup is a bitch and shit like clay and good paint is expensive. (They don’t do sculpture because it’s high school and someone will either make a bong or a dick.) A couple students work on digital art with Barry and Arin. If you want to piss him off (and potentially waste class time) bring up character design in video games or just talk about Sonic for a little while and he might start swearing, or he might just let it go. (He always knows when students are trying to bait him, but sometimes he just feels like screwing around.) He used to keep his hair short when he first started, but at this point he gives no fucks. Expect to see him in a pink women’s cut shirt that says “magical anime girl” and when you ask, expect a lecture on unnecessary gendering of objects and colors. He has no preference on whether you call him Arin or Mr. Hanson, so it varies from kid to kid. In three words: Boft Art Dude.
  • Suzy Berhow, director of the theater department: Suzy was originally hired as a librarian for the school, but after a while wanted something more creative. She primarily does costumes, props, and makeup, and helps produce shows, along with guiding her student directors—all of her productions are student directed. Unfortunately, the school only has funding to run two sections of Theater 1 and one section of Theater 2, but she does a lot of after school stuff for her kids. There’s a small (primarily male) portion of the student body who signed up for Theater 1 as a throwaway elective in their junior or senior year because they thought Suzy would be a pushover (and because she’s attractive—they are high school boys); after all, she’s so nice and sweet! They were sorely mistaken. They either dropped the class or stuck with it and ended up loving theater. You’ll call her Ms. Berhow, or you’ll visit the principal’s office. In three words: Takes no shit.
  • Holly Conrad, biology teacher: Legend holds that Holly flew into the school on the back of an enormous parrot. (Actually, she was hired normally as a biology/ecology teacher, and just happens to really loves birds.) She likes bringing her pet birds in for classes, and for some of her shyer students she has bird-snuggling lunch periods. She dyes her hair new colors and is so genuinely enthusiastic about biology that she becomes well liked by a majority of her students and beloved by a smaller number. She has an after school birdwatching club (the Tweethearts, because I DO WHAT I WANT) and they sometimes go hiking. In class, she’s Ms. Conrad, but with the Tweethearts she’s Holly. In three words: Sweet bird mom.
  • Ross O’Donovan, history teacher: Ross is the teacher who gives you pop quizzes two days after starting a new unit. He’ll offer extra credit, but only if you know some bizarre fact about trilobites. His history classes are some of the hardest courses in the entire school curriculum, but they’re also fascinating. Students oscillate between loving and hating his classes. He also genuinely cares about his students, and his lectures are fun and animated, featuring funny voices and doodley animations. He has been mistaken for a student not once but twice, once by a visiting student and once by another teacher who had known him for five years. (We’re not sure whether Brian was just fucking with him or was genuinely confused.) He goes by Mr. O’Donovan, and a common sound throughout the halls is “Wait, O’Donovan’s giving a quiz today? FUCK!” In three words: This fucking dick.
  • Barry Kramer, video and photo stuff: Barry runs the AV lab and teaches video and photo editing. No one is sure how this class got on the curriculum of the school, considering the shitty budget they’ve got (is this school somehow set in the Chicago Public School system? Am I throwing unnecessary shade at Chicago? Who knows?) but it’s a favorite among artsy types. It’s generally relaxed but does involve some actual learning. There’s a universal consensus that if you get Barry to yell at you, you done fucked up. Everyone calls him Mr. Kramer, though we’re not sure why. In three words: Sweet summer child.
  • Brian Wecht, physics teacher: Brian teaches physics, and he’s the teacher who’s cuttingly sarcastic. His physics class is a go hard or go home class. He’s also the teacher who ends up on people’s snapchat stories the most, because he gives the most sass. Somehow the only teacher who understands memes, and he uses them ruthlessly. On days where there’s not much going on, he’ll break out the ethyl alcohol and write words in fire on the lab tables. If you question how it’s related to physics, he’ll just say “Everything is physics. Now shut up while I draw a ninja.” No one is ever certain whether he’s joking or not. Everything he says is Schrödinger’s joke; both a joke, and not a joke, simultaneously. He wears a “I have a PhD” t-shirt under a blazer with elbow patches on it, and if you ever call him Mr. Wecht, he will point to his shirt and say, “That’s Dr. Wecht to you.” In three words: Meme-loving fuck.
  • Dan Avidan: Dan is the newest teacher in the school, hired as a music teacher on Brian’s recommendation. He and Brian are still in NSP together (because it’s an AU, and, I reiterate, I do what I want) and he and Barry are roommates. His class is so completely chilled out. It’s music with a splash of music history, but you can get Dan off on a tangent about pretty much anything if you try hard enough. He wears glasses usually. He’s never in dress code, and his jeans are always ripped. His classes are so well-behaved because no one wants to disappoint him. He sometimes gets Brian to do piano during classes if they need him. The classroom has a couple beanbags, which are highly coveted. He is the Nice Teacher, and he will 100% always listen if you need someone to talk to, especially if there’s something wrong. He tends to forget not to swear around the kids, a tendency exacerbated by the presence of Arin in his classroom. (My common sense has won out over the siren song of hot teacher!Dan, so) he goes by Dan mostly, because he’s a cool guy. That said, Brian calls him Mr. Avidan in a ~sultry tone~ and we’re not sure it’s a joke. In three words: Chilled out dude.

and HERE is the diagram because I can’t actually copy it into the post.

idk, some fun background on the au. enjoy!

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HAPPY 28TH BIRTHDAY DANIEL RADCLIFFE

From a boy wizard to an fbi agent going undercover as a white supremacist, Daniel has demonstrated what a dedicated and passionate actor he is and has become. He’s shown us that he’s not only defined by one single character, but that he can expand and portray as many different roles! Happy 28th Daniel Radcliffe! ✨

anonymous asked:

I love how your Chester piece got so much love and attention. Thanks for relating to us all and hopefully one day he gets to see it himself

Thank you! I’m 31 and I’ve never really been shaken by the death of a celebrity. I was in the hospital when Chris left so I found out about both of them on the day Chester left. I loved Soundgarden and Audioslave. Linkin Park is the only complete band I’ve listened to for my entire life. I connect on many levels to his lyrics as a lot of us do collectively and personally.

I like how you used the phrase “gets to read them one day.” I hope when he woke up on his new road that he had a bag full of all the art, letters, and poetry people are dedicating to him. Maybe the next time he feels loneliness, depressed, the pull of addiction or the pain of his body (if those even exist where he is) then he can open his bag and feel the peace of knowing his worth.

I’m not sure what happens to us after death. I was raised in the Church of Christ. I was baptized in the Frio River in Texas at camp. I didn’t like most teachings once I got older so I bounced. I embraced atheism.

Lately, I think maybe I’m agnostic. Like maybe there is something out there but it isn’t what we think it is. It doesn’t serve the purpose we think it does. I’m really not sure and I don’t know how to find out.

The laws of energy make the concept of souls and reincarnation seem plausible. I believe there are parts of us that exist beyond the pre-frontal lobe just as there are varying spectrums of light and dimensions that we cannot perceive or touch with our eyes and hands.

Whatever the case may be, however he may come back, I hope he is able to read and feel everyone’s love for him. Maybe he became a star in another galaxy and he’s guiding the growth of that world as he did chasing away the darkness of many in varying generations. Maybe he became the wind that carries song birds to those who need something pretty. Maybe he’s a dolphin that slices waves along side a cruise ship that grants a child with cancer his final wish, to wave at his favorite fish as the moon is waking up.

Wherever and whatever he is, I wish him the peace and love he so desperately needed here.

Pidge collected expensive dolls (ball jointed dolls) until her family’s disappearance. She used to be quite good at photography, had a youtube channel dedicated to stop motion animation using them and even would paint the faces or do modifications herself. Nothing to make them move on their own but just to look how she wanted. Only Shiro knows about the doll room due to having sleep in there once. He’s not entirely unconvinced Matt didn’t move one to scare him upon waking up.

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🥇🥇🥇🥇🥇🥇

Have you guys heard of Deschutes Brewing? How about Firestone Walker? Or maybe Ballast Point? All of these national breweries have won the honor of being named National Grand Champion, the highest award from the 3rd largest national competition for craft breweries.

This year, Cherry Street took home the National Grand Champion award. Not only are they the smallest brewery to ever win this title, they also had the most diversified list of beers to take home medals. From pilsners to imperial stouts, every one of the 6 beers they sent in medaled. This is a blind taste testing with over 6,000 entries from the US, Europe and Asia.

Needless to say, I’m so proud of Chris. He works 12-14 hour days most days of the week, and he is so dedicated to creating the highest quality product that he can. He works so hard at his craft so to see his hard work be recognized is so rewarding!

Love you babe 😍

anonymous asked:

same anon that asked for your post! i read it and holy shit... you gave me so much hope, while i was reading it i laughed tons of times, cried even... and, of course, smiled. klance is one of the few things that makes me feel truly happy nowadays, so i thank you with all my soul for dedicating so much of your time and abilities to that post. for real, it's marked as a "favorite" site now in my browser lol. anyways, thank you so much, hope you have an awesome day/afternoon/night!

!!!!!!!!!!!! i understand how u feel because klance is one of the only things that brings me joy nowadays, too….. these silly boys make me really happy and give me a lot of comfort on bad days

this warms my heart completely, you are so welcome 💜💜💜

Self-consciousness: 10 - Self-confidence: -3

Yep, that sums up pretty well the 10 min I spent post-practice with my US friend (yes, the one who began last May). She hopes to test in December; she’s already showing real commitment and dedication, and she’s nailing a couple of things that took me much longer to get, so I’m very hopeful.

(is this due to her being 12 years younger than me?)

Originally posted by rejected-on-a-cosmic-level

ANYWAY.

For the first time, I found myself in the very exposed position of the sempai trying to show/explain the series of waza she’s got to deliver. She’s only gone through them a handful of times, so she’s still figuring out everything. 

Annnnnd we found ourselves 2 meters away from sensei folding his hakama. On top of it, we were the only ones standing on the mats. Everyone else was chilling and taking a break – hey it’s 32°C/90F with the aircon on in that dojo. Better than the 36°C outside, but still…

Gosh, I’ve never felt more self-conscious. The stress-o-meter went through the roof. Because this time, I was *supposed* to own it – and on top of it, explain, correct and advise. In English. While doing it. When until now it’s been only in Japanese and sometimes in French. 

My friend shared the sentiment because for some reason, she thinks she’s supposed to be already able to nail everything perfectly, after only 2 months. So the two of us kept sharing knowing glances, and it was a perfect balance between

Originally posted by blisteredblue

 and…

Originally posted by manwithunfinishedbusiness

Of course sensei piped in a couple of times without even glancing up. While correcting her feet position when kneeling for applying ikkyo, he went down memory lane, and with a smirk reminisced on how long it took me to get that right. THANKS! THAT HELPS! 

Well, yet another thing to work on, I guess.

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

I’ve been following the Pokemon Go Fest most of today which is honestly one of the dumbest decisions I’ve made but seeing Niantic finally have to face dedicated players who have paid serious money and spent a load of time only to get a mediocre experience…… ooo mama

How to use a bullet journal, student’s edition

I’ve been using a bujo for a year now, and as a high school student, I was struggling to incorporate my bujo into my studies, aka organising my homework and stuff. Before starting a bullet journal I was using a day to day diary where I wrote down all my homework and exams. As I switched to the bujo, I was so happy to have this productivity-boosting tool, yet I couldn’t figure out how I could write down my school-related dates and assignments on my bujo, since it is not designed for long-term planning. So here are the tips I figured out through time (and a lot of studyblr scrolling hehe) on how to use a bujo as a student! Enjoy ^^

1. Have a Semester/trimester/year overview of your school/uni year

This is so far the best tip for long-term planning in your studies. With an overview of your school/uni weeks, it is very easy to jot down exam dates, deadlines, conferences and stuff. 

It’s very useful when you are given, at the beginning of your school year, the planning of exams. You can easily jot down the dates and subjects of each exam in this calendar.

You can also add vacations, public holidays and weekends. I also like to highlight the days already gone so that at the end of the school year, I’ll feel the joy of highlighting the last day of school ^^

2. Weekly spreads and assignments columns

This is essential if you want to incorporate your bullet journal with study planning. 

It consists of having one column of your page, the weekly assignments overview, dedicated to only writing homework, assignments and upcoming tests. The other part of your weekly spread consists of your usual daily logs. Here are some of my weekly spreads as an example (shoutout to @studypunked for the inspo)

As you can see in the pics, the left column is used solely for writing down my homework and tests.

I also like to add some decorations and pictures to give a bit of life to those weekly spreads.

I also added a month overview and a sleep log each week, but this is personal: you can become creative about how you want your weekly spreads to be.

I usually pre-do these weekly spreads for school weeks after a vacation so that if the teachers give an assignment due in a week or two, I already have the homework column of the due week prepared in advance. When I don’t have school (aka during vacations), I don’t make a weekly spread. I just do my dailies linearly.

3. Useful collections for school

I also like to have some pages of my bullet journal dedicated to other elements related to school:

Homework to do during the holidays:

My grade averages:

A spread dedicated to the list of things I had to do for UK uni application and school during last summer:

And so on… you can get creative and it also depends on your needs for school. 

So here it is! This setup worked really well for my senior year and I will definitely continue to use it for university. 

I hope this post was useful :)

Aries: Make up your mind. Do what you want to do not what everyone else thinks you should do.
Taurus: Time leaves funny marks on the future. Plans change and go awry. But I hope you’re happy with how it all turned out for you.
Gemini:  You’re growing so much on your own. Even if I can’t be a part of it, I am so happy for you. You’re doing great.
Cancer: Trauma makes you stronger. Wear your scars like fucking battle armor. You’re a god damn hero.
Leo: Nothing will change if you keep sitting silently and letting everything pass you by. Grab opportunity. Scream at the top of your lungs. Make a change.
Virgo:I hope wherever you are, you’ve found some kind of peace with yourself. That the pain you were in while you were is finally calm. That all the storms have passed.
Libra: Build in yourself first. The future doesn’t need to concern right now, focus on getting through the next 24 hours before you think of the next 24 years.
Scorpio: You’ve waged a good war. But clinging to something that’s cutting into your palms isn’t doing anyone any favors. Let go. As hard as it is, Let go.
Sagittarius: We’re about to start the greatest adventure there is in life. I hope you get everything you deserve and it makes up for all the pain in your past.
Capricorn:  Stop trying to destroy what you see in the mirror. There is no prince coming to save you. There is no hero here just you. You can be your own fucking savior.
Aquarius: Don’t be scared to take new risks. Jump. The only chances people regret are the ones they don’t take.
Pisces: Stay steady. Don’t fall of the path you’re so dedicated too just because of the shine in someone else’s eyes.
—  This Weeks Zodiac
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I lost my best friend today. I haven’t stopped crying. I collapsed to the floor at work when I heard the news. There’s so much I want to say but I’m currently very, very broken and distraught. Breathing is hard. Tears are streaming down my face that I can’t control. I got sent home from work early and passed out when I got home. I hoped that when I would wake up that it would all have been a nightmare, but here we are. I was supposed to be fulfilling my #1 item on my bucket list in ten days: meet linkin park. The first time I saw them was August 27th 2007 and it changed my life, actually. I was finally going to be able to tell them how I would not be here today if it weren’t for them. And that’s no exaggeration. They were/they are my everything. My favorite band since I was 8 years old. Chester has been my hero since I was 8 goddamn years old. My first tattoo was dedicated to them, lyrics that are from a song Chester wrote to his kids. I took guitar lessons as a kid for only a week or two, just so I could learn the chords to “Faint” and feel cool for a minute of my shy, dorky life. LP was one of the only music I was even allowed to listen to during a very critical and traumatizing time of my life. I spent roughly a thousand dollars to go see them twice and meet them within the coming weeks, and tbh, no amount of money coming back to me now will ever makeup for it. It’s not just a band, it’s not just music, they’ve been my lifeline. And Chester was the brother I never had, my mentor, he was my best friend. I can’t explain how deeply this is affecting me and I can’t imagine how it’s affecting his family and loved ones. The one thing I am happy about in this moment is that the very last time I saw Chester in person, it was August 16th, 2014. During the last song he came down and shook fans hands, took photos with everyone in the front row, etc. when he got to me I was sobbing and he gave me the biggest hug, and I didn’t know what to do, so I right in his ear I said “thank you for everything.” He put his hand on the back of my head into his shoulder and said “no, thank you.” He smiled at me, and walked off. (Picture above is moments before that happened) I may not have officially met him, and can’t believe that I never will in this life, but deep in my heart I’ll have comfort telling myself that he knows. How important he was/is to me and everyone who listened to LP, his family, friends, everyone. I don’t know how to handle this tbh and thank you to everyone who has reached out and thought of me, that means a lot. I don’t even know if any of this makes sense. All I know is, I miss you Chester. And I’ll be thinking of you every single day until I see you on the other side.

“When life leaves us blind, love keeps us kind.”

Underrated 4E-Original D&D Monsters!

While Dungeons and Dragons 4th Edition had many flaws when it came to integrating narrative and gameplay; on some pretty fundamental levels; one advantage of the system was that the simplified monster-creation allowed for a dickton of really interesting brand-new monsters to appear in a small space.

Sadly, due to both a lack of art for many of them and a fundamentally fluff-lite narrative approach for most of its run, almost nobody remembers them.

And that’s what we’re here to talk about today, with the name, a brief description, and the book they come from! So, in no particular order:

Banderhobbs- A horrible vore-frog that lives in the plane of Shadows. They take people away to work in their horrible shadow-mines until they turn into more Banderhobbs! [Monster Manual 3, tho they did come back in 5e’s Volo’s Guide]

Dreambreath Dracoliches- Dragon liches who root their immortality in the plane of Dreams and generally look like something that should be painted on the side of a van [Draconomicon: Chromatics]

Star Spawn- Horrible eldritch monster-avatars of the Stars, summoned by a giant planet that got fucked up by spending too long in the Cthulhu-dimension passing in front of them. They have stats so you can fight the giant planet. [Monster Manuals 2 & 3]

Filth Hags- A type of hag who always comes accompanied by a son she made out of poop. Yes I know they just give it as nonspecific “filth,” but we all know it’s poop [The Book of Vile Darkness. Yes there was a 4e version.]

Accipitridae- A centipede-thing made of grave-dirt and bone, part of a series of undead monsters created from grave-detritus known as Dethritus. There is also the Offalian who is a snake-thing made out of guts. [Open Grave]

Voracia- A giant starfish that eats fairies. Made as one of the edition’s Abominations; giant living weapons designed to fight in the war between the Gods and the jotun-like elemental Primordials. [The Plane Above]

Astral Renders- Another abomination, this giant silver/gold blob monster that doesn’t just eat flesh, but also the barriers between dimensions. To teleport.  [The Plane Above]

Bonewretch Skeletons- Literal dead-baby skeletons [Open Grave]

Orium Dragons- Metallic dragons obsessed with ancient civilizations, their history and lore, and with an obsession with bringing said ancient civilizations back. They breathe acid which turns into snake-vapor monsters. Which then stay around to keep attacking you. [Draconomicon: Metallic Dragons]

Apocalypse Spells- The remnants of apocalyptically deadly/powerful spells that have gained sentience, like shards of the chains of a trapped god or colorless fire from a massive war-ending spell [Monster Manual 3]

Larval Snipers/Larval Assassins/Larval Warmasters- Variants on the basic worm-that-walks monster including snipers made of wasps, assassins made of centipedes, and warlords made of beetles [Open Grave]

Chillfire Destroyers- 4e had this thing where they condensed the Elemental Planes into one big Elemental Chaos, and one of the byproducts of that was that all the elementals (at least at first) were combinations of elements. The Chillfire Destroyer; which is literally an elemental made of ice with fire inside; was one of the cooler; more iconic (In my eyes at least) manifestations of the idea. [Monster Manual 2]

Dragonscale Sloughs- Piles of dead skin and shed scales from dragons that’ve come to undead life. The dragon doesn’t even have to be dead for it to happen, as it mentions they tend to form naturally in the lairs of elder dragons [Open Grave]

Consumptive Swarm- A “demon” that’s actually a swarm of Slaad/chaos-frog larvae mutated into demons by the energy from shard of evil that formed The Abyss (Basically Chaotic Evil Hell). There’s also versions for Efreet and Djinn and a weird thing called a Writhing Crag supposedly made from Ropers and Xorn with a great design and the ability to embed you in stone. [The Plane Below]

Unrisen- People who came back very, very wrong after a Raise Dead spell. You know Pet Sematery? It’s basically Pet Sematery. [Open Grave]

Swarmtongue Worms- While the old gold-coin-mimicking Hoard Scarab came back, they also added another parasite for draconic hordes, grotesque stomachlike wormy-tongued parasites the size of a dwarf. They come in multi-headed versions called Swarmtongue Hydras and are implied to be either relatives of Carrion Crawlers or the result of what happens when the parasites feeding on a dead dragon’s body get bathed in energy from the Cthulhu dimension [Draconomicon: Chromatic]

Dragonclaw Swarms- An “advanced” version of the Crawling Claw enemy that is literally hundreds of severed dragon feet coming to attack you. D&D is silly sometimes [Open Grave]

Quom- Bald-headed two-faced people who were pretty chill until their goddess got exploded by the God/Primordial war. Now they’re searching for all the shards of their Goddess, which is a problem given how many of those have wormed their way into magic weapons or sometimes even people. [The PlaneAbove]

Flesh Cults- One of the coolest new ideas that got only one entry, they’re basically a cult not dedicated to immortality like most undead cults but rather to ˆephemerality, being in the here and the now and that everything ends eventually, with their rituals giving themselves regeneration that makes too much flesh, with it being described as a “perpetual cascade of flesh and organs,” which they then use as weapons and reanimate as temporary quickly-decaying undead servants. Because waste not want not I suppose [Open Grave]

Oubliviae- A new demon lord who looks bland at first, basically a pretty lady with an HR Geiger-armor-body, but her backstory is fascinating. Basically she is the lord of the end of all civilizations; with her layer made from a platonic “perfect” city that she ruined to turn into a reflection of the ruins of every civilization there ever was or will be; and she’s implied to come directly from the Shard of Evil at the heart of the Abyss rather than just being mutated Primordials/other creatures like the rest of the Demon Lords [Demonomicon]

Solkara- One of the few Primordials statted up that isn’t an Elder Elemental Evil with a new coat of paint, she’s suitably honked-up looking; given she’s a humanoid eel-monster with amongst other things three arms attached to two torsos connected at the shoulder and hips, which have two necks that connect to a singular four-eyestalked head. She’s stuck in an iceberg and really, really wants out. [The Plane Below]

This probably isn’t near all of them, so if I missed some, please tell me!

Man I ‘d love to see @bogleech do an article on some of these…

dating peter parker would include...

dedicated to my harrison bestie anon in hopes it makes them smile :) also yes it’s really fuckin long i’m sorry i just love peter parker and have a lot of feelings

  • you actually hate to tell the story of how you two met because it’s mortifiying oh mygod
  • peter, however, loves to watch u blush about it even though it was only really embarrassing when it happened
  • taking the subway to school like every other day, you obviously had spent too many hours on the internet so u were tired as hell 
  • so tired you couldn’t grab the pole in time when the subway stopped
  • and you in an ungraceful manner, tripped, stumbled and fell
  • into his lap
  • his l a p 
  • you still get red cheeks when remember just how embarrassing it was
  • oh my god! i c-can’t believe that- i-i, i’m so so sorry- h-holy shit–
  • peter did find it extremely awkward but your mortified and blushing red face was so much more adorable 
  • n-no, it’s fine– d-do you want my seat?
  • o-oh no, it’s alright. i’d just like to crawl into a hole somewhere. sudden amnesia works too.
  • AND BOY
  • a cute girl with wit and oh my is that a nerdy shirt????
  • from them on, you had his entire heart 
  • yes i will totally be writing a full on imagine for this
  • you guys weren’t friends for long if u know what i mean 
  • like you had already face planted into his lap so you skipped most of the awkward interactions
  • you were kinda like ‘ah what the hell’ 
  • you did it while you guys were walking home together, like usual
  • hey peter, can you hold this for me?
  • yeah?” 
  • and you just grabbed his hand, grinning at him with wink 
  • cue the cutest blushing from peter 
  • peter goddamn nearly had a heart attack but couldn’t stop smiling the entire walk home 
  • he was really sad when he reached your building 
  • but then you stood on ur tippy toes and kissed him on the cheek so he wasn’t that sad
  • eventually kisses on the cheeks became kisses on the lips & it wasn’t official but you two just knew
  • let’s be real, peter is the worlds biggest dork so movie marathons are so common
  • i mean everything– star wars, back to the future, jurassic park, like man you name it 
  • and if u were a nerd too, then oH boy he would just be in a constant state of heart eyes 
  • he would be anyways but extra heart eyes if u geek out
  • c’mon pete, hurry that cute lil ass up! it’s rogue one!!
  • oh my god, please marry me right now.
  • you guys definitely try to quote movies as much as possible
  • i love you” ”i know *intense blushing* diD YOU JUST–
  • he has a such soft spot for when you guys marathon disney movies not that he tells you that
  • something about you lighting up & singing along makes him go !!!!!!! inside
  • no you two never perform disney duet songs together never ever have you done that why do u ask
  • (your favourite one to perform is hakuna matata because its a goddamn classic and peter gets so into it)
  • (breaking free from hsm is a close second because damn can peter hit those notes when he really tries)
  • peter parker is such an admirer like you dont even know
  • he could stare at you for hours and its pretty much what gets him through the day tbh
  • in fact, he has all your birthmarks and freckles committed to memory because shes so pretty i can’t deal with this
  • he blushes SO MUCH when you catch him staring
  • but lets be real, you were staring at him too
  • he blushed even more when he found that out because oh my fucking god she was staring at me do i look weird is there something on my face
  • but when you’re like no you goof, i’m admiring youu get 
  • BLUSHING STUTTERING STAMMERING PETER PARKER
  • he just never stops blushing 
  • he! would! try! so! hard! at everything 4 you
  • baking? hell yeah he’ll bake for u
  • singing? eh he’ll give it a go (but only for you)  
  • dancing? he hates it but he loves to watch u laugh and smile with him so he does it anyways (even if he sucks)
  • speaking of dancing
  • peter loves it when u dance
  • especially when you stay over and he wakes up to you dancing around the kitchen or his room 
  • his favourite is catching you off guard when you’re grooving to some 80′s song
  • babe– cutting himself off with his own laughter, i don’t think that’s dancing.
  • he loves to tease you about your funky dancing because seeing his girl blushing is like his second favourite thing
  • (the first being your smile because it completely melts his insides and everything is better when you smile at him)
  • you also love it when he’s teasing because all you have is pout and suddenly peter’s showering you in kisses 
  • peter is such a sucker for kisses
  • actually he’s such a hopeless romantic & lover of cliches like
  • constantly bringing you flowers he finds on nightly patrols? check 
  • stopping so you two can share a cutesy kiss in the rain? check 
  • dumb pick up lines that still make you laugh? check 
  • tbh you both do pickup lines
  • hey, hey y/n, are you the square root of -1? because you can’t be real 
  • are you kIDDING– NO I’M NOT BLUSHING AT YOUR DUMB PICK UP LINE GO AWAY PARKER
  • he just giggles at you from the bed
  • except when you do it, its a different story
  • hey hey hey, peter 
  • hmm?” 
  • are you related to yoda? because yodalicious.
  • peter just falls off the bed 
  • you don’t even ask if he’s alright, you just cut straight to laughing at his reaction
  • s-shut up! this isn’t because of your pick up line!! i was startled! 
  • even though he’s trying to hide his face in a pillow, you can see his pink cheeks
  • sure, peter, sure. 
  • aunt may is both a blessing and a curse to both of you 
  • because she spills BOTH OF YOUR SECRETS
  • like you can’t ramble to her about peter because she will tell him everything
  • with you in the same room 
  • oh peter, you’re wearing that shirt? i know y/n loves it, she was talking just the other day about how she find it so hot– 
  • “MAY HE DOESN’T NEED TO KNOW”
  • peter secretly really wants to know what you said about him 
  • but aunt may does it to peter too and he hates it
  • “seriously y/n, you should hear the things he says about you, i swear he’s turned into some lovesick–”
  • “nO MAY SHH YOU CAN STOP NOW”
  • makeout sessions ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • you both l o v e them 
  • funnily enough, peter is the one who usually starts them 
  • hey y/n, you’ve got something on your face, let me just– *kisses you all over you face*
  • because he’s more than ahead in his classes, ‘study dates’ really means makeout not that you mind though  
  • peter loves kisses everywhere
  • forehead kisses
  • nose kisses
  • shoulder kisses
  • eyelid kisses
  • back of the hand kisses
  • all the kisses
  • his absolute favourite kiss is the one he receives from you in the morning when you’ve stayed over
  • he’ll play with your hair softly and you’ll yawn & stretch and catch him gazing at you 
  • and you just smile and lean up and kiss him 
  • it never fails to make peters heart stop and when you pull away he just goes nooooooooooooo and pouts till you kiss him again 
  • it’s especially hard when you have to leave or part ways after school because peter turns into a needy lil boy
  • one more kiss! one more! 
  • peter you’ve said that seven times now!! 
  • you literally have to push his away, giggling and grinning, because otherwise he’s going to be late 
  • i swear to god parker, it’s only one class! 
  • and of course you know about him being spidey
  • you actually found out by accident 
  • you were searching thru his closest for something to wear when you stumbled across it 
  • tbh you thought it was a really dedicated costume at first
  • so you put it on and it was so fucking baggy man
  • hey peter! look at me, i’m the spider man! thwip thwip! 
  • except it was the real thing so 
  • y-y/n!! where did you find that??? 
  • don’t worry, i’ll keep your spider-man obsession a secret, peter.
  • but when you accidentally web peter’s hand to the wall, you figure out this suit is the real deal 
  • holy shit!! holy shit! you– you’re, this is the real, oh my god, you’re the spider-man!  
  • peter just panics because you’ve webbed him to the wall and he can’t actually do anything
  • no! no i’m not!
  • you freak out for like another minute before you gather your senses enough 
  • peter parker, do not play with me right now- are you spider-man?
  • would you believe me if i said it was a very detailed halloween costume?
  • after cutting him free, you squeezed him into the tightest hug because you were so goddamn proud of him 
  • but also because oh my god how many times had he risked his life and had you not known???? 
  • oh my god, this is so wicked i can’t believe you’re spider-man–
  • you can’t tell anyone! 
  • shh, you know i wouldn’t but holy god! you have to tell me everything
  • you’re not mad i didn’t tell you?” 
  • pfft, i’ll only be mad if you don’t tell me now.
  • yes i also want to make this an imagine
  • yes, you’re the one who patches him up which always ends in cuddles
  • basically you get to shower peter in constant love and affection because he would do that and more for you 
  • he’s just the perfect boyfriend??? 
  • i want a peter parker
Grind Till I Own It || Mafia!Jeon Jungkook x Reader [M] Pt. 1


Summary : Jeon Jungkook is the son of the famous mafia gang TBB (The Black Base) and is a filthy rich man that gets whatever his finger points at - that includes even you.

Rated [M] for eventual smut/angst

You’d like to think that you were a flower amongst the thousands of sweaty bodies grinding on each other. A pure flower. If it wasn’t for your complete opposite best friend you wouldn’t even step foot in this whatever club, but of course she worked her magic on you and here you were. Here you were, quietly sipping on your beverage while the taste intoxicated you more and more each second that slipped away.

“If I were you - I’d slow down with that drink" 

You heard a man chuckle, accompanied by the sound of wiping glass. 

“They’re known for turning good girls into bad girls”.

You paused, letting his words melt in your brain before you raised your glass, a smirk painted on your pink tinted glossy lips.

“What makes you think I’m a good girl hmm?” You slurred, surprised the words could roll off your tongue despite your boozy state. You earned another chuckle from the bartender, he shook his head in - not disbelief but amusement in which he looked up at you with a grin.

“How come such a rebellious girl like yourself be alone in this dark place?” He mused. “Where’s your prince charming? Shouldn’t he be here and shield his princess?” Your eyes traveled to his name tag and made out his name as Jin.

“Well Jin” You started, downing the whole thing with a hiss at how the liquor burned your throat. You liked Jin, he had a way with his words that made you want to listen to him more - it was like his words hypnotized you to keep talking to him, guess that is the reason for him being the bartender. “This princess doesn’t need a prince charming, she’d rather have another drink though” You grinned, the corners of your lips stretching from cheek to cheek.

“Of co- Shit”

Jin caught you off guard with the sudden way he hissed. His eyes were wide as if he’d just seen a ghost pop up in front of him, it made your head spin around and holy fuck.

It wasn’t a ghost that had taken over both of your and Jin’s eyes - it was a God.

His ebony hair was neatly parted on each side, exhibiting his smooth forehead to the whole world. His three-piece suit was equally as black as his hair, though his tie was a haunting cherry red which made his chest pop up a bit. His eyes were sharp and alluring, he could probably turn anyone who laid their eyes on him a stone statue in seconds. This guy was attractive yes, but what wasn’t as attractive as himself was the half naked girls who had their arms snaked around his - maybe you were just jealous?.

You turned to Jin, your mouth hung open

“Who the fuck is that?”

Jin snickered while returning a few glasses that were wrapped around his fingers, he could clearly see that this was the first time you’ve ever seen him and it made Jin’s snicker turn into a low laughter. “Like what you see?”

You felt your cheeks heat up together with your hammering heart. You turned around, hoping that you’d catch another mesmerizing glimpse of the man in the suit but you frowned when it looked like he had vanished somewhere out of your sight. With a sigh of disappointment you proceeded to stand up, catching Jin’s attention.

“Leaving already? You’re about to miss the best part”

This perked up your attention and your head cocked to the side, your brows crushed together curiously while your arms were crossed above your chest. “Best part?”

Jin nodded, removing the egg white apron that was tied about his waist. He waved his hand in an excused manner to his - you guessed boss - and he motioned you to follow him. While walking, you noticed how Jin was familiar with almost all the people in the bar, it made you a tad bit jealous only knowing your best friend who was probably drunk with some guy. A smile played at your lips, knowing how she’d act the next day and how amusing it was to watch her walk with a chocolate bar in her mouth while yelling ‘asshole’ to the wall.

“So” Jin began, startling you a bit. “Let me tell you a little bit about The Black Base - or TBB in short. The guy you saw before is the son of the most famous mafia gangs around town, they’re so rich that rumors say his dad bathes in money” Jin explained, raising his head to greet the people that passed him.

“TBB? But what’s he doing here? Shouldn’t he, like, work or something?” You asked, flattening the tight black dress that hugged your curves a little too tight for your taste.

Jin laughed. “Work? The guy is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, work is the least thing he worries about” He paused. “If he even does have any worries”.

This guy sounded like a complete jerk to you and you haven’t even met him yet.

Jin had taken you to what looked like the more rich part of the bar. All the men wearing suits and tall glasses of expensive champagne hung from their hands. Filthy rich bastards You thought as you and Jin sat down on a round table, Jin gently nudged your leg, nodding to the left. His expression screaming ‘look over there’ with a smirk.

And so you did.

And there he was.

“Wait- what’s his name?” You furiously looked back at jin, who was just smiling.

“Jeon Jungkook” Jin said. Ah, even his name sounded like rich dirt to your ears.

He looked as fine as before, not a single wrinkle had taken over his black suit and it looked like he had switched girls - huh, what a player You thought as you rolled your eyes over this strange feeling that bubbled in your stomach. Anger mixed with a drop of jealousy.

“Looks like they’re playing pool this time” Jin said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Aah Jin! My man”

Your heart was about to explode.

Jungkook was standing right next to Jin with a sly smirk, his body leaning comfortably with the support of his elbow on Jin’s shoulder. Jin chuckled.

“Hey, another game I see? Can I count on you if I bet you’ll win?”

Jungkook laughed. His laughter was loud and obnoxious, filling the whole room with it. You frowned because it muffled the song which happened to be your favorite one, damn was he loud.

Suddenly, his eyes pierced through your body and you forgot to breathe for a moment. His knife like eyes carved a hole in your heart and you shifted uncontrollably in your seat, rubbing your legs together to distract you from looking back at him - but you fell into his trap and looked.

“And who’s this”

It didn’t even sound like a question to you, it sounded more like a demand. His confidence shone brightly, and the way his eyes traveled from your eyes to your lips and further down made your heart flutter. You mentally scolded yourself for letting this jerk shake up your fragile heart, worst part is that you kind of liked how his attention was on you for the time being.

“Oh!” Jin lit up like a Christmas tree, he grinned at the way your cheeks were turning into a strawberry like shade. “This is Y/N, we recently met but I do consider us friends already”.

Jungkook raised a brow, his smirk more prominent than before. He - just like everyone else - had his hand occupied with a transparent glass of Champagne, the yellow fluid crashed from side to side as he swung his glass in a slow pace. Jungkook hummed in response.

“You seem to always befriend the most ethereal ones, Jin. No wonder they say you have a keen eyesight” He playfully nudged Jin’s shoulder, laughing.

You covered your mouth, unsure of how to reply to such a compliment. Not unsure - too embarrassed was the word. You were amazed at how easily this guy could compliment someone, let alone a complete stranger. He was probably blinded by his narcissism, jerk.

Jin shrugged. “This is Y/N’s first time here, I hope you show her what great games they display here, so she maybe can come again” Jin gained a laughter from your lips, Jin was definitely better than this jerk, he was more careful and gentle while Jungkook just cut to the chase. Painfully. 

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N” Jungkook tapped his chin each time he said your name, still smirking. “I like it” He caught your sight and winked before walking over to another table, making your heart jump up at the sudden way his eyes scanned you - as if you were the prey that his stomach growled for.

God, but he was so fucking attractive you patted yourself for not being like the other girls who would’ve thrown themselves on him a long time ago.

“Y/N! The game is about to start” Jin said and clapped his hands in excitement, his eyes were glued to the pool table and you followed his glance, your own eyes landing on the same table as your bartender friend. You tried to suppress a giggle at how Jin was shaking from being too excited - it was actually kind of cute.

“C'mon Jungkook, don’t let me down!” Jin shouted when Jungkook came out with a cue stick, he was waving to Jin but then his eyes were on you again. 

You gulped.

Why is he looking at me? You thought, chewing on your bottom lip nervously.

Jungkook looked focused and it honestly took you in surprise. How could this player be so dedicated to something when he couldn’t even stick with one girl? You shook your head, trying to get the poisonous thoughts out of your head and maybe, just maybe you could watch this game.


You were at a loss for words, completely shocked at how this game had ended - Jungkook had won five games in a row now. You couldn’t even imagine the money he had gotten from just one game. Your attention was focused on the people behind you who were whispering about both Jungkook and TBB.

“His father is rather lucky, even though he only has two months left”

Your eyes went wide when your mind finally digested what the man behind you had just said. You barely knew Jungkook but how come your heart felt as if it got hit with a hammer just now? Was this pity? Worry?.

You looked at the ground for a moment before Jin called your name, causing you to look up. 

“Jungkook said he was inviting us for a few drinks! You coming?” He smiled at you, showing off his pearly white teeth while his hand grabbed yours and without any sort of answer - he lead you to a table. 

There he was again, looking so incredibly handsome that you were afraid that if you touched him you’d burn yourself. 

“Ah! Jin, Y/N glad you could join me” Jungkook grinned, his tone low and raspy from all the alcohol he had poured down his throat  "Sit down, sit down”.  

So you both sat down and Jungkook grabbed Jin’s glass, filling it with the same champagne as before and then moved on to yours. 

“Can you handle it, kitten?“ 

The nickname he just gave you made a shiver travel down your spine and onto your toes, you couldn’t help but curl them underneath your heels. 

You mimicked his signature smirk

"Are you trying to intimidate me?" 

Jungkook chuckled, pouring down the gold liquid until your whole glass was mid full, you noticed how he seemed to sneak glances at you - but honestly, you didn’t mind at all.

Jeon Jungkook was sneaking glances at you anyway. 

"So” Jungkook began, leaning back on his chair, toying with his Rolex watch for awhile before your eyes met again. Something about his stare told you that you’re in danger, it was alarming. The way his eyes seemed to bore into your own created a spell in which you could not escape, no matter how much you wanted to avoid his stare, and how much you struggled; you were trapped. 

“Who’s the lucky one hm?”.

You drew your eyebrows together in confusion, your mind blank for awhile before you finally prepared your reply.

“No one” You simply said, tasting the drink in your glass. “My best friend wanted me to come, so, I did”. 

God. He was just sitting down and you still thought it was the hottest thing you’ve seen, what spell did he posses that made you feel like this? You were a deer and he was the beast in this game, and just like his other games - he was winning. 

Jungkook rubbed his chin, letting the words that came out of your alluring lips melt in his brain which seemed to be clouded with only you. He leaned forwards, hands clasped together and elbows on the table. 

Jin suddenly spoke up.

“Shit, the boss is calling for me” He said and stood up. “Enjoy yourselves” Jin flashed a weak smile before he vanished and you were left with Jungkook.

Alone. 

“Y/N”

Your head - as if you had no control over your actions - spun to the direction of Jungkook’s voice from where Jin had left. You gulped when he suddenly abandoned his seat and proceeded to sit next to you, Jungkook moved too swiftly for your eyes to even register what just happened - or how it even happened.

“I seem to take quite an interest in you, you’re.. Mmh  He paused to think, while doing this you found his arm wrapped around your waist and he was slowly pulling you to his body.

"You’re different my dear” Jungkook smirked, placing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You shivered at the touch, cold yet it still had a burning flame dancing underneath his fingers, and it traveled all the way up to your neck.

“I-I am?” You gulped for the second time.

Jungkook chuckled. “Did you just stutter? Never knew bad girls could do that”.

Chewing on your bottom lip as if it was your last meal, you connected your legs together in order to conceal how nervous you were but of course - he found out rather quickly.

“Well” You straightened your back, emptying the glass. “You said I’m different, no?”

It was Jungkook’s turn to chew on his lip. He raised one eyebrows and huffed in nothing but amusement. He was pulling on your strings so you decided to pull his - was it working? God knows if. 

“You’re right - you are different” Jungkook said, rubbing his hand on your exposed thigh, slowly as if to tease you. “So different that it makes me want to have you all to myself” A dark chuckle made its way from his mouth and you felt his finger ghost around your panties. 

“Ah-”

You moaned out softly when Jungkook hit your wet core, rubbing it a bit too roughly - but then you liked it at the same time. You were just scared because fuck, you and him were both drunk, what if regrets crash down the next day?. 

“Princess, I really wanna get you out of that dress” Jungkook whispered, his hot breath laced with the smell of alcohol hit your neck and holy shit you wanted to get out of it too but you were drunk? Half of the time you didn’t even know what you were saying, shit could go down real fast.

“W-Wait, I’m drunk, you’re drunk. I don’t think this is a good idea, really.” You exhaled, wanting to deny how painful it was when his fingers left your panties. “Besides, you can get any girl you want here, how about that huh?”.

Jungkook was so fucking amused. You were putting on a good ass show right in front of him and it had been a long time since he felt something like this. Sure, he could get anyone he wanted but there was no one who could replace the flames in the pit of his stomach which he got from you. Jungkook wanted you and he will get you - no matter what but he had to play out your cards first, that’s just how the game goes right?.

Jungkook put his hands up in surrender, grinning. “My bad, my bad.  You’re right, but then again” He brought his face so close to yours that your noses brushed together. “I wouldn’t mind fucking you drunk”.

Your face was probably burning in different shades of pink and red. You were about to say something but then you heard the familiar voice of your best friend, and you couldn’t express how happy you felt to see her face. 

“Y/N I-” Your best friend, Seulbi came into view and once she saw you and Jungkook, she closed her mouth shut. Your eyes screamed 'I can explain’ but before you could do anything Seulbi grabbed your arm and yanked you out of the seat. 

“Ah! Seulbi!” Jungkook lit up, clasping his hands together. “Nice to see you again! Whoa, look at you! Seems like you’re doing good without me”.

You looked at your best friend, the corners of your lips curved downwards and now it was Seulgi’s eyes that screamed 'I can explain’. You looked at her and then Jungkook, then back at her.

“You know him?!”

“I- Well, we were something before. But trust me, I’m helping you over here by getting the fuck away from this, this asshole” Seulbi angrily said, her eyes cutting through Jungkook, every word that levitated from her mouth was wrapped up with pure hatred - like a gift from hell itself. 

“You never told me about him” You said sternly, letting your arms limp by your sides. You weren’t exactly mad at her, but there was something inside of you that made your stomach churn in displeasure. 

“Y/N, let’s go, he probably tried something on you didn’t he? God, here I’ll-" 

"Let go, Seulbi" 

Seulbi’s eyes widened. She’d seen you angry plenty of times before but this was something else - something more than just being angry. She could almost see the heat from your head in front of her eyes and it made her feel heartbroken, you two had been best friends for so long. Seulbi didn’t want this to end. 

No. 

Not like this. 

"Y/N, seriously? Don’t trust this guy, and I’m saying this from experience” Seulbi said, her voice soft and gentle yet still had something in it that made you scoff. “Get away from him" 

"Seulbi, honey, dear. Can’t you see what you’ve done? Can’t believe you kept me a secret from your best friend” Jungkook said mockingly, hands behind his back while he strolled in circles around you two. 

Jungkook mingled around you for a moment, leaning in to whisper into your ear. 

“What kind of best friend does this huh?" 

You knew that he was just talking bullshit to get you on his side. But then again, you still couldn’t believe that she lied about Jungkook. 

Couldn’t believe that she slept with one of the richest men just to have everything her finger landed on. It tore you apart. That explains why she never lends her clothes to you, because if Seulbi did - then her sugar daddy that is standing right beside you wouldn’t be her sugar daddy anymore. 

"Now I know. Now I know why you didn’t let me borrow your clothes, because your contract with 'JK daddy’ would get terminated” You snapped at Seulbi, making her step back. “Right?!”. 

You never yelled at Seulbi. Not even when she did something wrong, or when she broke something, but this. This was another story. A story that almost made you burst into tears because of how ridiculous it was. 

“My, my. I would certainly not call this a friendship, Seulbi, dear, how could you?” Jungkook cooed softly, his words felt like cotton in your ears and it made your heart jump. 

“Y/N, come with me”

You didn’t know what happened - or how it happened. But Jungkook was dragging you around the bar until the fresh air of the outside world hit you. And it was then that you finally exploded into small, transparent drops. Your tears rolled down your cheeks and this made Jungkook’s heart ache for the first time in awhile. He had never seen someone look so miserable but at the same time so captivating while they cried. 

Jungkook felt himself almost crying seeing you like this. Your cheeks puffy and sore, eyes slowly melting into a deep scarlet. The way your lips quivered with grief made him want to kiss the pain away but he stopped himself, noting what you said before about the two of you being drunk. But Jungkook couldn’t just let you stand there, couldn’t let you get drenched in the rain that started to pour down as if someone was pouring down water from a bucket. 

“Here, let me” Jungkook cleared his throat before shrugging off his jacket, wrapping it around your bare shoulders so you wouldn’t get cold. Jungkook grabbed his cellphone from the pocket and pressed a contact, bringing the phone close to his ear. 

“Jimin, its urgent - you know what to do” He simply said before putting the electric device back where he took it from. 

You didn’t know what to feel, or how to feel. The only person who you thought could be there for you had been deceiving you and hurting you in secret. As if playing hide and seek but now you found the truth and you ended her game, and you were positive that another round wouldn’t come sooner. 

“Forget her, yeah? You have to erase people like that from your life” Jungkook said, looking up at the dark sky. His hair was damp and it shone in the moonlight, emphasizing on his sharp and handsome features. This man was without a doubt God’s creation. He was elegant, and the white shirt that was getting wet in the rain gave you a sneak peak of how he’d look shirtless. Fuck, he looks so good like this. 

In less than a few minutes later the sound of a car pulling over was heard and Jungkook grabbed your hand, opening the door for you and you sat down. Sighing while removing the jet black jacket from your shoulders, you folded it neatly - considering how expensive it looked. 

“And who’s the princess this night" 

You heard a soft voice ask, looking up you were met with a pair of eyes that were harsh yet the little fat under them represented youth. The driver - who you assumed was Jimin - viewed you from the mirror and he looked quite attractive even though you only saw eyes and a glimpse of carrot colored strands. 

"No time for foolish games Jimin, the princess got her heart shattered into pieces” Jungkook uttered coldly. You guessed these two were great friends after you observed how Jimin’s eyes disappeared into small crescents, a chuckle escaping his rather plump lips. “Yes sir" 

"W-Where are we going?” You weakly asked, surprised at how your voice was able to still give a sound after crying. 

Jungkook smiled kindly your way. “My place" 

Small Devotional Acts to Freyja

Originally posted by flyngdream

  • See the beauty in the world around you.
  • Explore your body.
  • Leave offerings of honey, chocolate, or mead for Her.
  • Seek not only romantic love, but platonic and familial as well.
  • Honor those who have fallen protecting your country.
  • Dress however makes you happy.
  • Practice self care.
  • Bring flowers to your loved ones.
  • Feed stray cats or care for your own.
  • Learn to love yourself.
  • Watch falcons hunt if you ever get the chance.
  • Dedicate a beautiful necklace to Her.
  • Study seiðr.
  • Clothe yourself in colors you associate with her.
  • Accept your flaws as being part of who you are.
  • Enjoy a long bath.
  • Be unforgivingly yourself.
  • Be kind to spirits of the dead.
  • Protect others, but stay safe and pick your battles wisely.
  • Treat yourself to a nice cup of coffee or new type of tea.
  • Wear amber jewelry.
  • Speak prayers to Her.
  • Be physically affectionate.
  • Volunteer at homeless shelters and welcome those who are lost.
  • Dance like nobody is watching.
  • Love shamelessly.
  • Gaze into the mirror and find one new thing to love.
  • Learn to love the moments of solitude in your life.