OKAY PLEASE IGNORE ME WHILE I FREAK OUT ABOUT THE FACT THAT SOMEONE IS TAKING ROMAN HOLIDAY TO BROADWAY THIS YEAR.
First of all, it’s starring Stephanie Styles. L-I-T-E-R-A-L GOALS.
Second of all, it’s starring Andrew FREAKING Kober in the ensemble. LITERAL GOALS.
Third of all, They’re including Cole Porter songs to it. As if the original movie isn’t already perfect, they’re adding music to it.
Fourth of all: BROADWAY. I. NEED. TO. SEE. THIS. I’d sell all earthly possessions to see this.
Lastly, if you’ve never seen the original movie with Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck, stop whatever you’re doing and make plans to watch it. It is definitely one of my ALL TIME favorite movies. Like, literally. I’m not one to “choose a favorite” when it comes to movies, but this is totally a top 5-er for me.
I-. THIS-. THIS IS THE BEST NEWS I’VE HEARD ALL WEEK. AND I CAN’T WAIT.
summary:“it’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed”
It was a known fact that winters in New York could be brutal. The snow sometimes could get nearly too out of hand, blocking traffic and locking people inside their homes. (Name) had been over at her best friend, now boyfriend, Peter’s house watching their favorite holiday movies when the snow started to fall.
“Peter, look, it’s snowing,” she had said, pointing out the window of his apartment. She loved watching the snow seem to float down to stick onto the ground. Peter somehow managed to get her to come back to sit with him on the couch to continue watching the movie that was currently playing.
It was nearing close to 10 o’clock when she managed to convince Peter that she better get home.
“I don’t want them to worry if I’m out too late,” she said and Peter shook his head.
“Um, (Nickname) I don’t think that’s a good idea..” his voice trailed off as he stared out the window. The snow was still falling and growing in large numbers outside his apartment.
“Peter are you hearing yourself? I really need to-”
“No, seriously sweetheart, look,” he insisted, pointing a finger outside. She furrowed her eyebrows, pulling her his hoodie’s sleeves down her hands. Her feet moved towards the window and her eyes grew as she took in the sight outside.
“I’ll go text my parents. It’s okay if I crash here for the night, right?” she asked tentatively, messing with the hem of the hoodie. Peter’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
“Yeah, that’s fine,” his voice was slightly higher and she gave a shy smile, before turning around and sending a text to her parents explaining the situation. At half past midnight she could feel herself nodding off. She sat up and yawned.
“Tired?” Peter chuckled and she sleepily nodded.
“Yeah, I’ll just sleep here though. You can have your bed,” she whispered and Peter shook his head.
“Nuh uh, it’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed,” he offered. She turned her head to lazily look at him.
“Are you sure?” she asked and he hummed in confirmation.
“C’mon,” he said, pulling on her hands and leading her to his room. He laid down in his bed and allowed her enough room to crawl in next to him. In her sleepy haze she didn’t feel embarrassed to snuggle into his chest.
Peter’s cheeks flared but he smiled at the content, tired smile on her lips. He pressed his lips to the top of her head, slinging an arm around her middle.
Why are you screaming? I haven’t even caught you yet.
Yeah…I couldn’t possibly find a pic where Ben looked remotely as hideous as Freddy Kruger (and apparently he avoids wearing horizontal stripes in front of cameras) so I just took a darker pic of him then fussed with the overall coloring. Honestly, I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore with these, but I’m still having fun so enjoy the ride, haha!
genre: angst/fluff member: park jihoon word count: 1351 requested: yup side notes: sorry to everyone who was waiting for part 3 of the annoyed series but i finally managed to finish the story!
Suit yourself (y/n), but he’s not gonna give up.“ Jisung had said to you a week before
at the time you hadn’t known what he was talking about,
but throughout the week you had for sure grown to know what he had meant by now
Jihoon has began to show up at your front door everyday for the past week with not only breakfast but also flowers
you wouldn’t admit it to anyone else but yourself, but honestly your feelings for him were starting to comeback
and oh boy did it upset you
Why do I have to like him so much ” you’d complain everyday
“Because you love him simple as that ” Seungwoo would tease
“ Wow way to point out the obvious idiot ” Daniel replied as he gave seungwoo a little nudge on his arm
“Can you both not say that I am so not in love with that kid ” you huffed out as you stomped your way back to your seat
“ Sure you don’t (y/n) and Jihoon totally isn’t in love with you either ” Seungwoo retorted back as he rolled his eyes
“ Woah what’s with everyone today and throwing around rumors? ” you questioned
The annoyance you had just moments ago had disappeared as it the curious side of you had replaced it
“ you’re always saying that crap and I’m already sure that he doesn’t like me even a little bit ” you retorted
“ he’s just apologizing because he can’t stand the fact that someone who usually so easy with him is finally standing up to him for once ” you added on to your previous statement
and at that you could see everyone at the table rolling their eyes so far back that the white of their eyes could be seen
“ You’re REALLY blind aren’t you y/n ” Sungwoon had pitched in from afar
you sighed as there was no way in hell that you were winning this argument with the boys
on your way home from the cafe session with the guys the cold winter air had once again began nipping at your cheeks
it reminded you a little too much of that day, that day when all the comfort between you both had somehow managed to vanish in the span of three minutes
how everything seemed to break for you in that moment
and as much as you lied to yourself that it didn’t affect you, and that you could easily get on without Jihoon in your life, it was all a lie
it didn’t take a detective to figure out that you were head over heels for him, hell a random person off the street could’ve been able to tell
anyone and everyone noticed how the moment you laid your eyes on him, you would perk up and immediately your day seemed to be 1000x better
’ it’s just a matter of time before I completely get over him ’ you’d think
but obviously that wasn’t happening anytime soon
you huffed as you realized that he wasn’t going to be going anywhere
why did he have to make it so hard for you?
over the next few weeks it started to appeal to you how hard Jihoon was actually trying to win you back to the relationship you had both had established before
you didn’t want to admit it to any of the boys but your heart sped up at the mere thought of him
it was one day that Jihoon had showed up at your door step with a large bouquet of roses paired with your favorite foods, that everything took a turn for the better
you were frozen in your spot as you felt your heart pounding in your chest, legs suddenly going weak
it felt like a dream, to see the boy that you were oh so in love with standing at your door looking like he cared for you more than anyone else.
even Jihoon himself looked like a dream, the few intricately designed snowflakes fell down on his dark brown hair that framed his delicate face
“ y/n can you let me in instead of staring? It’s kind of really cold ” he stated as a few coughs emitted from his lips
“ oh! Oh my gosh Jihoon I’m so sorry! ” you said as you opened the door wider taking the items out of his hand, setting them down next to your couch
“ I’m so sorry you must be freezing! What’s wrong with me oh my gosh I’m sorry Jihoon ” you spilled out so many apologies as he could basically hear the worry drip from your voice
as you ushered him to sit in the couch you took your blanket and wrapped it around him
looking up at Jihoon you had met his eyes, and as much as you could already feel the blush that was creeping up onto your cheeks you still managed to ask if he was warmer now
and even as he assured you he was fine you had still rushed to the kitchen to make him his favorite type of hot chocolate
the water had taken what seemed like forever to boil and you were were highly impatient waiting for it
handing Jihoon his mug full of the beverage, you took a seat next to him on the couch
“ I’m sorry… ” you mumbled again, and although it was almost inaudible Jihoon had still managed to catch it
“ I’m fine you don’t have to keep apologizing y/n ” he replied as a smile formed on his soft lips
“ you’re coughing ” you stated
“ wow I didn’t notice..” he started sarcastically as you rolled your eyes
to be honest you weren’t exactly mad at the shivering boy on your couch anymore, the feeling had become neutral with the month that had passed
and sitting next to him at such a late hour looking at all the effort he had put into making you feel better, had stirred up something inside of you
“ Why are you here anyways? ” you asked as your eyes trailed their way up to meet his tired ones
Jihoon had seemed to hesitate for a brief second
“ Uh.. I’m.. I’m here to apologize and to tell you something I’ve needed to get off my chest for a while now. ” he replied as you curled up onto the couch as a sign for him to continue
“ Well… I don’t know where to start.. first off I’m sorry, I’m so so so sorry for what I said that day. I was stupid and I wasn’t thinking and I’m not at all blaming you for my selfishness. And.. ” he paused almost seeming to rethink everything before he continued
“ And I like… no scratch that, I love you.. and I have loved you since the moment I saw you had a crush on some other boy in the 5th grade. ” He looked up at you with hopeful spark in his eyes as if begging you to say you loved him too.
“ That’s great and all Jihoon… ” you trailed as you saw his face drop
“ I’m just kidding I’m hopelessly in love with you too ” you chuckled as his expression lit up, much like your already assembled Christmas tree.
next thing you knew Jihoon had already engulfed you into a tight hug showering you with small pecks
and you knew you couldn’t be happier than you were in that moment.
it had been 3 hours since Jihoon had come over to your house, and those few hours were spent cuddling and watching your favorite holiday movies on the couch
you honestly would’ve never seen this moment coming in your whole life, not if it hadn’t been for the stupid fight
you really had to give the rest of the boys credit for putting all the stupid ideas in your head that Jihoon really did love you
but if it weren’t for their constant consoling ( nagging ) you wouldn’t of been able to spend a cold November night snuggled into Jihoon’s arms
the movie in the background playing had made it seem like even more of a a dream, as all you both could think of was the other.
It’s the holiday season, and since you don’t have enough to do, let’s have a fic and art fest!
Every day from December 1 through December 24, two prompts will be posted (with a bonus “write whatever you want” day on December 25). Write or draw as much or as little as you like, for as many or as few prompts as you like.
Please tag us (omgcpwinterextravaganza) so we can reblog your work. There is also an AO3 Collection if you want to post there.
Key: Y/N = Your Name, Y/L/N = Your Last Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color
Warnings: None that I’m aware of? Insane selfish piece?
Summary: After working on one of your favorite holidays, you come home to one of the best surprises thanks to Steve and the team, but mostly Stevie.
Author’s Note: This is one of my selfish pieces that I am writing for around Halloween time because I’m going to be in rehearsal/tech rehearsals for the show I am ASMing and really just want to live vicariously through this imaginary life I create for myself.
Shoutout to @witchymarvelspacecase (formerly @the-witching-hours-123) for being a wonderful human being and helping me not only through writing but also life.
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“Alright everyone, we are back at 9:45.” You’d never been more thankful for a break, even if it was only for 10 minutes. You stood up from your work table and stretched your limbs. Grabbing your phone from the table you saw a few texts and a missed call from Steve. He knew you were at work tonight and that you were upset about it.
Halloween. Of all nights, you were called to work on Halloween night.
You had ranted to Steve when you found out earlier that week. You had a tradition of having your apartment decorated at the beginning of the month and then spending Halloween making themed treats and handing out candy to trick or treaters. Of course you would play your favorite holiday movies all day, including showing Steve your favorite that he still hadn’t seen: “Hocus Pocus”. It truly was one of your favorite days of the year.
And now you were spending it at work.
You told your co-worker that you were going to step outside for a phone call, and proceeded to dial Steve’s number. It only took a couple of rings before he answered.
there is no hunting like the hunting of man and those who have hunted
armed men long enough and liked it, never really care for anything else
Wanted to do Predator after I did the Alien one and, when I thought “predator”, my mind immediately went to Pope, haha! Again, not sure there’s a story here or just making the comparison…leave it up to all of you fine folks! (Quote’s from Ernest Hemingway.)
Boys and girls of every age Wouldn’t you like to see something strange
Come with us and you will see This our town of Halloween
This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright It’s our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween
I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under yours stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
In this town, don’t we love it now Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise
Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something’s waiting no to pounce, and how you’ll scream!
Scream! This is Halloween Red ‘n’ black, slimy green
Aren’t you scared Well, that’s just fine
Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night
Everybody scream, everybody scream
In our town of Halloween
I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace
I am the who when you call, Who’s there? I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright
This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Tender lumplings everywhere Life’s no fun without a good scare
That’s our job, but we’re not mean In our town of Halloween
In this town Don’t we love it now
Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everybody scream Wont’ ya please make way for a very special guy
Our man jack is King of the Pumpkin patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King, now!
This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
Word Count: 1,917 (IT SEEMS SO MUCH LONGER BUT NOPE.)
Authors Note: HELLO HELLO. This is kinda late but better late then never. THIS WAS SO HARD TO WRITE IDK WHY BUT IM SO HAPPY WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT SO IT’S OK. It’s labeled 1.5 because Spelling was supposed to be a stand alone but because you wanted to have a second part I decide to write one! BE SURE TO LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT, AND KEEP IN MIND THAT MY ASK IS ALWAYS OPEN FOR YOUR FEEDBACK AND REQUESTS!
Requested: I CANT FIND THE DAMN REQUEST, BUT I PROMISE IT WAS REQUESTED
You walked into your favorite small book shop. With the holidays just around the corner the thick white snow blanketed the New York streets. Brushing snow from your shoulders, you walked through the aisles of books upon books. You weren’t able to go home for the holidays so you decided you would curl into yourself with a good book. You delicately traced your finger on the spine of a book when you heard a loud crash from the aisle over. You wandered over to the noise quickly to see someone who had dropped a couple books and records as they scattered the floors. You bent down to help the stranger when your fingers met his on top of a heavy book.
“Are you alright?”
You ask standing up and meeting his face. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and glanced up at him. He looked familiar. But you weren’t able to put your finger on it. He stared back at you but with a spark in his dark eyes.
“I um, yeah. I’m fine.”
He managed out, still a bit disheveled. You gave him a smile and he flashed you one in return.
Your heart stopped.
It was him. You recognized that smile. And you knew exactly where from.
“I-I. Here.” You stammered as you handed him the book you had picked up from the floor filling the awkward silence.
“Thanks.” He said as he took the book from your hands.
You turned around to walk away, and you got as far as two steps when-
Your breath caught in your throat and you turned around.
A small smile graced your face and you were slowly nodding.
He extended his hand to you.
“Lin. I know.”
He offered to take you over to his apartment that day, the least he could do for your kindness he promised. You found yourself reliving every high school daydream you had about him as you walked along the busy streets to the nearest subway station. He joked with you, talking about your favorite holiday movies as he even held your bag. He offered you his seat in the packed subway, and he offered you a cup of hot chocolate when you arrived at his apartment.
“The last packet.” he said. You shook your head.
“No way, It’s all yours.” you urged.
He shoved the red mug into your hands. You sighed in defeat as you gave him your best pout. He replied by letting out a chuckle and handing you a can of whipped cream. You sprayed a mountain on your hot chocolate and took a careful sip.
“Mmmm” you said as you felt the rich drink slide down your throat.
Lin just looked at you with his dark eyes that sparkled in his kitchen lighting. You blinked and he was closer than he was a second ago, so close that you felt his breath on your nose. It felt like you were dreaming.
Was he going to kiss you? God yes, please. He leaned in, hesitated, then brought his hand up to wipe at some whipped cream on your nose. You felt your face heat up, embarrassed. You wanted him. You should’ve kissed him first.
You’d never been to Broadway. What Lin called a Theatre Virgin. Not only did he give you tickets to In The Heights, he ushered you backstage to meet the cast before the show. You told him you couldn’t ask him to do such a thing. You told him that you could just buy tickets yourself but he didn’t have it. He told you it was the least you deserved. You were too afraid to ask him what that meant. You sat on the stairway as he and Karen were joking around. She was nice And pretty, and gorgeous, and kind, and funny, and witty, and perfect. For Lin. You had no right to be jealous. But you were. Lin walked away to talk to Chris and she sat next to you on the step.
“He’s quite the guy.” she said, moving her long hair to one side.
“Yeah.” you breathed.
“He likes you.” she said
“What?” you said barely in a whisper, but she was gone before you could ask further questions.
When the show ended you rushed backstage. You needed answers. You were tired of waiting for him, waiting for him to show signs, waiting for him to give you the attention you craved. You flung the door of his dressing room open. He stood there half dressed, sweaty, tired. Your brain stopped and everything you had planned to tell him slipped your mind.
“I- I” you tried.
“Listen I need to tell you-” he began.
You grabbed him by his white tank top and pulled him close. You saw his eyes flicker down to your lips and back up to meet your eyes.
“Kiss me.” you commanded. “Can I kiss you?” he said at the exact same time.
Nothing was slow. His lips met yours, eager like they’d wanted to do this years ago. Hands finding their way around your waist, yours moving up to wrap around his neck. You never could have imagined what it felt like to feel his lips against yours. The way he made your heart beat so fast. It was the end. The end of waiting for him, and the beginning of having him. The end of dreaming And the beginning of reality.
He had quite a load in his hands and he knew he shouldn’t have turned left so fast into the aisle, but he saw you. He saw you admiring a book and in a quick panic he turned into the nearest aisle, running into a book cart.
“Fuck.” he whispered as his books were scattered on the floor.
He bent down to grab them when his hands were touching someone else’s. He retreated quickly and looked up to see you. You looked different, aged. Shorter hair and softer eyes. Just as beautiful.
“Are you alright?” you asked
He realized what was happening and forced out a response before the silence between you two became too long. You smiled at him. That smile. It was the same, just as bright, just as youthful. He couldn’t help but smile back at you, it was like some secret language between you two. You turned to leave, ‘shit.’ he thought. He chanced it. He knew he would regret it if he let you go. Again.
“Y/N’?” You stopped dead in your tracks. Fuck, had he messed up? When you turned around with that smile he felt like he was floating. You nodded and Lin wanted nothing more than to tell you every single thought he had had about you in high school.
“Lin. I know.” you said. He felt like he was dreaming.
He invited you over, for gods sake he’d wanted to do so since senior year. He did everything he’d planned in his head. He held your bag, like he’d planned if he ever had gotten the chance to walk home with you from school. He offered you his seat on the subway, like he’d planned if he ever went on a first date with you. He offered you hot chocolate, like he’d planned if he ever got to spend a holiday with you as a couple.
“Last packet.” he said as he stirred the mixture in warm milk.
You refused it, making Lin want you to have it even more. He shoved the mug to you and you accepted it but not with an adorable pout plastered on your face. He handed you a can of whipped cream and watched as you piled it on top of the drink. That’s when he knew you were the one. He watched carefully as you took a long sip, an adorable dab of whipped cream on your nose. Unconsciously, he moved closer. His eyes were on your lips as his breathing got heavy. Was he going to do it?
Were you going to kiss him back? God yes, please. He leaned in, hesitated, you didn’t lean in to meet him halfway. In a last minute attempt to save his grace he brought his hand up to wipe away the whipped cream on your nose. Regret spread all over his thoughts. He wanted you. He should’ve kissed you.
Karen, actually who played Vanessa, was like a sister to Lin. He’d gone to her about you. He didn’t know what to do about you. Ever since you two reconnected he wasn’t able to get you out of his head. Not a single second passed where you weren’t on his mind.
“She’s coming to today’s show.” he said into his phone as he got ready.
“Is this the girl you’ve been talking about since high school?”
“…Maybe.” he replied
“You really like her don’t you.”
“She’s nice… And pretty, and gorgeous, and kind, and funny, and witty, and perfect. For me.” he said into the phone.
He gave you the ticket because you deserved it. It was the least he could give you for being such a sissy. For not being man enough to just let you know of his feelings, for beating around the bush. That was when he made the oath to himself. He was going to tell you tonight. Whether you were going to accept or decline was no longer part of the picture. He just needed to tell you.
“What?” Karen asked, surprised that he had his heart set on you.
He locked himself in his dressing room.
“Y/N. I need to tell you something.” he said into his mirror after the show.
“I like you and I have for a long time, and I don’t know if you like me too, but I-”
He slammed his fist on his dressing table. He couldn’t get the words right. He needed answers. He were tired of waiting for you to catch on to his barely-there flirts, waiting for you to return signs, waiting to give you the attention you deserved. He turned back to the mirror to practice once more when the door flung open. You stood there determined, as if on a mission.
“Y/N?” he tried to say with force but it came out more so as a question His brain stopped and everything he had planned to tell you slipped his mind.
“I- I” you said.
‘Fuck this.’ He thought. ‘It’s now or never.’
“Listen I need to tell you-” he began when you made wide strides over to him, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him close so that his lips were millimeters from yours. He couldn’t help his eyes that looked down at your lips. He wanted you. He was going to kiss you.
“Can I kiss you?” he said “Kiss me.” you commanded at the same time.
He instantly pressed his lips against yours feeling electricity run through his veins. He pulled you flesh to his body wanting to memorize how your body felt against his. Your lips kissed back with just as much passion, eager like they’d wanted to do this years ago. The way your lips felt against his was indescribable. unimaginable. The way you made his head spin. It was the end. The end of waiting for you, and the beginning of having you. The end of dreaming And the beginning of reality.
Notes: hey guys Its
Anahi im not really sure how I feel about this one but I thought about it before
going off to bed so yeah this is what my mind created before going to bed. The
other admins will be officially announced tomorrow in the afternoon so yeah.
The pregnancy is going swell I decided to really put effort in that one and research
a little about pregnancy so it could be as accurate as possible im not sure
when that will be out though so sorry. Anyway here this little one shot hope