confidenceatitsfinest  asked:

16. Brand new neighbors au for yoonjinkook! I am weak for that ot3 and haven't seen much for it. Please and thank you ❤️

“This is stupid,” Yoongi whines as a last-ditch effort to get out of doing the thing.

The thing, as it were, currently consists of joining Jin as he heads down the block to the new neighbor’s house. For one, it’s hot, and that’s a lot of steps to take, and it’s hot. For another, he doesn’t know a single person in their age range who brings new neighbors baked goods as a welcome gift. That’s a thing people do on TV. That’s a thing people did in 1956. This isn’t 1956. This is stupid.

Whining does nothing to deter Jin, nor has it ever. He flashes Yoongi a straighten up and act right look, which makes Yoongi internalize the rest of his complaints. It’s so hot out, though. The cake Jin made is probably baking all over again.

New neighbor still has boxes in the driveway. The front door is wide open and some American artist Yoongi only barely recognizes croons her way through an existential crisis over a breakup. Yoongi wants to just leave. It’s just seconds after they walk closer that barking becomes louder and louder, until they both notice a gigantic dog, some kind of Frankenstein mix of a boxer and…maybe a collie? It’s a weird dog. And it’s huge. It stops halfway across the lawn and opts to bark in place rather than charge them, and rather quickly following, new neighbor emerges and

crap. He’s hot.

He’s sweaty, thanks to the insurmountable heat, and his white scoopneck t-shirt clings in a way that Yoongi can’t really help but notice abs. He genuinely doesn’t want to notice abs. So he turns his attention to the boxes in the driveway, ignoring new neighbor trying to wrangle the dog.

“Sorry,” new neighbor pants and crap his voice is hot too.

“No, no, it’s fine!” Jin says. How can he possibly sound so composed? This guy is right up Jin’s alley. Yoongi looks up to him and smiles a little to himself once he notices Jin isn’t totally composed; he definitely has his this is being committed to memory for later use face on. “What a good dog, protecting property already.”

“I think she just likes being loud.” New neighbor’s laugh is quiet and kind of shy and Yoongi just wants to protect him forever. He does not appreciate that. “Sorry. Um. She didn’t–”

“No, she stopped there,” Jin says. “What’s her name?”

“Jungkook,” new neighbor says, then after a beat, “wait sorry, you said her name. Um. It’s Sasha. I’m Jungkook.”

“Nice to meet you, Jungkook,” Jin says as he steps closer, hand extended as he balances the cake platter in his other hand. “I’m Jin. That’s Yoongi. He speaks sometimes.”

“Hi,” Jungkook says, staring at Yoongi. His mouth’s hitched up in a half-smile that is probably trouble. No, definitely trouble. Yoongi just nods in response.

“So, we brought you a welcome cake,” Jin says as he thrusts the cake into Jungkook’s hands. “It’s vanilla. Everyone likes vanilla but if you tell me your favorite, I can make that for you.”

“Oh, are you a baker?” Jungkook asks.

“Not for profit. I just like doing it,” Jin says. “Especially for cute new people.”

Jungkook’s entire attempt at a cool facade crumbles at that and he fumbles with about twenty different responses before simply laughing awkwardly.

“So, anyway, we live sort of diagonal from you…” Jin turns to point at their house–the smallish one with the tire swing. “If you ever wanted to stop by. He works from home so he’ll be around.”

“Oh…that’s cool,” Jungkook says. “What…do–”

“He’s a musician,” Jin says proudly. “A writer and composer.”

“Whoa…anything I’ve heard?” Jungkook looks to Yoongi again, eyes wide.

“Uh…I dunno, I guess, if you have a radio,” Yoongi says. “Not to brag. Just…I write a lot of stuff and a lot of it’s on the radio.”


“You know what, you’re too skinny,” Jin says. “I’m officially revoking the soft invitation and giving you a mandatory dinner attendance date. You’re going to come over Saturday. Is that cool?”

“Uhh…s-sure, I guess. Saturday’s…cool.”

“Great! You can bring my cake platter back when you come.”

Jin smiles, then pats Yoongi on the shoulder before turning to walk back toward their house. Yoongi glances over his shoulder to see Jungkook still standing on his lawn, watching them.

“I think you broke him,” Yoongi says.

“I think he broke you. I’m doing you a favor.”

SO school merger update

Please, please, please help us by signing these two petitions to fire our Board of Education president and help keep our schools separate and stop cuts 

i dont care if you dont read further than this, please sign the petitions we are so close to our goals we need all the help we can get 

This morning my friend tells me someone organized a walk out on October 4th, for everyone from NHS and VFHS to walk to PSHS during the board meeting taking place on that day. Second period rolls around and the announcements come on and our principle comes on with a message, asking us not to do the walk out. He deterred some people but majority still planned to do it. The rest of the day is everyone asking everyone if theyre going to do the walk out. I of course said yes because if theyre going to ruin my education I might as well ruin it on my own terms and get myself a possible suspension for fighting for my right to learn on a health environment. Teachers were supporting us, they WANTED us to go to PSHS and protest.

End of eighth period we get abother message from our principle. He talked with the organizer of the walk out and so tomorrow I get to spend several extra hours after school in the auditorium with a bunch of other kids discussing our points.

It took us to organize a fucking walk out at 8:30am for them to finally listen to us

Soul Mate


Nadir was not one who put much stock into the whole “Soul Mate” thing. After all, despite how obvious his markings were, he never ran into anyone with the same swirling streaks on their upper arm and shoulder. And after all he had been through in life, he honestly could not care less. If he never found this supposed “Soul Mate” of his, he would be alright.

The only thing that bothered him was his rank. Omega… that caused some viable issues. He was just lucky he escaped being a slave before he came of age, otherwise his future would not have been so bright. And the “Soul Mate Mark” did little to deter hungry alphas… how useless. So he often wore some perfume to cover up his natural scent. Today, however, he forgot. And that was why he was desperately trying to slip through the busy market without getting to close to anyone. Which, of course, made him run into someone.

“Hey, watch where you are going!” He snapped, leveling a small glare at the guy and stepping back so he could not be scented.

to lighten the mood, let me tell you about the first time i slut dropped to cotton eyed joe

i was fifteen, a small sprout with big dreams, we were on a cruise and this big boat had a little arcade with a bunch of knockoff games, and i, of course, headed straight for the shady ddr ripoff, it had so many songs on it and the sound quality was awful but that did not deter me, i got up on that machine and danced until my noodle legs shook

i decided that for my last dance i needed a track with an emotional punch and lyrics that resonated with me on a deep emotional level, so i chose cotton eyed joe and fucking smashed it lads, and as a final touch i slut dropped right there, in my paramore hoodie and black skinnies, my jeans fit so badly that when i bent down, i probably exposed several unwilling minors to my underwear (i’m sorry)

and i think about it still, how somewhere out in the world, is a grainy security tape of 15 year old me slut dropping to cotton eyed joe

*Requests are Open*
Spencer Reid Imagine: I thought you were dead
Warnings: None
Masterlist: x
Prompts: x

Your job meant putting yourself on the line. It was something you did a million times over on a daily basis, but today was different, you knew fine well the chances of getting out of here were slim, the unsub killed each of one his victims and you were going to be no different. He knew you were FBI, he also knew the FBI were going to try and save you, but it didn’t seem to deter him. A gun pressed into your forehead as you sat, tied fully to the chair, he smirked at you before speaking.

“I’ll let you make one phone call, one goodbye, one” he spat as he removed the gun from your forehead, you nodding desperately before spouting a list of numbers knowing exactly who you would call.

*Spencer’s P.O.V*

The group was gathered around the table, all coming up with plans, none of them being remotely plausible, you had all set up outside the building y/n was being held in, she was on the other side of that door but you couldn’t get in without him shooting her. “Guys” you interjected, holding up your phone revealing a number was calling. You held it to your ear as you answered.

“Do not put me on speaker okay?” y/n pleaded as you signalled to the others to be quiet, shaking your head as they asked for you to put her on speaker.

“Tell the team this isn’t their fault okay? This is my decision” y/n spoke, her words softer than usual. “Spence, I need to tell you something, I mean I’m gonna die right, so why not be honest.” Y/n stopped for a moment or two.

“Y/n, we can get you out we can try, I won’t stop trying”  you staggered out down the phone only to be shushed by Spencer.

“Spence, just be quiet and listen okay? This is my phone call, okay and I need to tell you this. Shit, Spence, I love you. I know this is a bad time to tell you this but fuck, Spence, I’ve been in love with you for a long time, since the day I walked into the B.A.U” You couldn’t even reply, taking a few steps away from the others, just enough so they couldn’t hear the conversation before he mustered up a reply.

“Y/n, I love you too so much, listen to me S.W.A.T are gonna storm and-” Before you could continue, you heard the Unsub yell something before switching the phone off. Seconds later a gunshot came from the building and silence fell completely.

Nobody could dare ask whether it was y/n or the unsub who took the bullet. Only a moment went by before the unsub, laughing was pushed out of the door, tears filling your eyes as you realised what that meant. Nobody could believe it, you looked to the sky for a moment before being pulled back to earth by JJ.

“She okay Spencer, he shot her but he missed, one of the agents pushed him out of the way, it hit her but she’s going to be okay, medics are in there right now. She’s not dead” Those words were your holy grail, you couldn’t believe it.

*Y/n’s P.O.V*

You fought through the ambulance ride, you fought through surgery, and now you laid in a hospital bed, Spencer sat by your side, the others had to leave as they hadn’t slept in 36 hours. Spencer, however, decided that he wasn’t going to leave you opting instead for sleeping in the chair next to you.

“Fuck, it’s bright” you groaned murmuring the words to yourself, causing Spencer to jolt awake.

“Hey y/n” Spencer whispered moving a couples strands of hair away from your face placing his hand on your cheek. “I thought you were dead” he breathed placing a kiss on your cheek before moving away and helping you sit up, him beaming like a small child the entire time.

“I’m just so happy you’re okay y/n, I don’t know if you remember our last conversation but, I’m glad I got to say it” he smiled, as memories gushed over you, a blush spreading across your face as you recalled the ‘I love yous’.  "I mean it too" he whispered looking away a little. You slid along in the small bed, offering half to Spencer, him smiling to himself as he slipped in, lying on his side to fit in wrapping an arm gently around you. He was being so delicate due to your condition wanting to make sure not to hurt you in the slightest, you were shot in the stomach and lost a lot of blood, but at least for now you were stable.

“I meant it too” you smiled shuffling closer into Spencer so that you were tucked cautiously into him, your eyes growing heavy again. Both you and Spencer stayed quiet after that, both of you falling into a deep sleep next to one another, smiling as you did so. Only to be woken by the sound of a photo being taken on Morgan’s phone, a picture that was no doubt going to be sent to everyone the second he got the chance. Not that you would mind, Spencer was incredibly important to you and you were never letting him go again.

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to put out there some hard-won advice to the younger brothers who are maybe like me and looked through some transgender dating sites to meet people like them. I haven't come across a single one that deters cis people from applying and a few even have "man" and "ftm" as separate entities despite claiming to be a safe space. It's just better to not, and a lot of times they're downright dangerous. Stay safe.

Very important!!!

anonymous asked:

Do you think if Robert is the one proposing he will talk about it with Chas? Like, asking her advice?

Hi nonnie

I’d really love to see this happen. I’d like to see him go to both Chas and Paddy and ask for their blessing, if not their advice. I doubt we’ll actually see such a scene, but it would be nice if something like it was acknowledged, especially as Robert knows that their opinion of him is not very high, so it would show a lot of respect for them, I think, if he were to ask for their blessing. (Saying that though, even if it wasn’t given, I can’t see it deterring Robert that much!)


Kiss Cam - collab prompt

From Lauren’s 1d artist/writer collab that I put my name down for. I apologize for how long it took me to get  to it, but now it’s finally here!

*As a side note to those who aren’t so on board with the OT5 train anymore - I actually started this work before Zayn left.  It was one of the contributing factors as to why it took so long, and after the twitter drama it was a real struggle to finish this.

I am happy with the finished product though, and I hope you’re all able to enjoy it too :)

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There is no reason too small to learn a language

You like the music? Go for it! Enjoy the books? Sure, do it! Heard someone speak it in a café one time and loved the sound of it? Get yourself some paper and start practicing!!! Don’t let anything deter you from learning something new 🌱🐝