Happy Monday, Everlarkers! Last week’s episode of EYOA’s Powder Keg left our Katniss with a dilemma - call in Grumpy Gale on his day off, or spend an entire day with archnemesis Peeta, who somehow broke her heart.
You chose for Katniss to throw caution to the wind and spend the day with Peeta. What happens next? Our own @burkygirl continues the drama (hang on to your hats, kids, this one’s a doozy!)
As always, you have 48 hours to vote, until noon, Wednesday, November the 22nd. Remember, vote in the comments or reblogs, not in the tags! And as always, share with your friends, more voices = more fun! Ready? Here we go…
The door to the staff room slams behind me as I storm away. I have got to get some fresh air. I need to be alone for 10 seconds or I’m going to scream. Fucking Johanna. She might as well have stuffed us into a get-along shirt like a couple of bratty kids. And what kind of choice is that anyway? As if I’m going to drag Gale up here on his day off to deal with a bunch of kids just because Dickwad is doing a tap dance on my very last nerve. That’s not fair to Gale. He works two jobs to help his mom take care of his brothers and sisters and this is the only day he gets to sleep in. And anyway, I definitely don’t need him running up here and trying to save me.
The cold air slices through my lungs the minute I step outside. I close my eyes and breathe deeply; each sharp, frosty inhale forcing the red haze just a little bit farther away. When I’m calm, I go back inside and find Peeta in the staff room packing up his gear to go home for the day.
“What are you doing?”
His expression is flat, emotionless as he methodically packs his bag. “What does it look like? I’m obviously not going to get any work here today. I might as well go home and help Dad at the bakery if I’m going to work for free.”
My attempt at another calming breath comes out like an impatient huff instead. “We have a class, like, any minute.”
His eyes snap to mine. “You didn’t call Hawthorne?”
I throw myself in a scruffy armchair that must have gotten dragged in here when it was no longer presentable for the guest area. “No. I am not going to do that to Gale on his day off. Just stay away from me, Mellark, and it’ll be fine.”
(( OOC: Chapter Four of Lucky Stars is up! Sorry for keeping you in suspense for so long, hopefully the next chapters will be quicker to update. You can read it on Ao3 here or read the full chapter under the cut. Enjoy! ))
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preference: a cigarette that actually belonged to
your boss, his or her favorite brand, any cigarette.)
Combine it with some shredded newspaper. (In
order of preference: your boss’s actual newspaper,
a copy of a newspaper he or she favors, any
Add some chili powder and grind all the ingredients together into a fine powder.
Make sure the powder is fine: this is intended to
be a very discreet spell. Your boss already doesn’t
When the opportunity arises, sprinkle just a tiny
bit of powder on or around your boss’s chair. If
that’s too much of a risk, drop a little over the
threshold of the office, so that he or she will inevitably step over it.
This is a highly individual spell, tailored toward one target.
If more than one person persecutes you, make fresh Boss Fix
for each person.
(from The Element Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells by Judika Illes)
Hi guys! Just thought of this and I’m screaming! My first 2k long story along with a customized header (will probs do it to my other ffs)xD, also this is dedicated to mah friend @wonzigyumincause you left us u ho jk lol ily
“I love you”. Those were the words that started it
all. He had somehow managed to muster up enough courage to finally say those
words, his mixed feelings of anxiousness and embarrassment slowly dissolving as
every syllable left his mouth and soon after the sudden confession, he felt
giddy and elated when he heard your reply of ‘I love you too.’
You could hardly forget that event.
It all happened on a Friday night when he suddenly asked,
practically forcing you to free up your schedule, and made plans to go out and
have dinner. As you were getting ready, you heard the soft ding of your phone
to which you later found out to be a text from Jihoon. “I’m here.”
was all that was written, very typical of him. For the past two years you’ve
been friends with him (sorry, BEST FRIENDS), he always goes straight to the
point but you didn’t mind it. In actuality, you liked that trait of his but you
never told him that and you have no plan to.
“In a minute.” you replied back, putting back the
phone into your purse. You checked yourself one last time in the mirror only to
whip out your bag and to once again put another layer of lipstick onto your plump
lips. Once again backing up to see the full profile of your reflection. You
wore a simple black cocktail dress that stopped just above your knees. Your
shoulders were bare and the dress hugged at your body, leaving little to the
imagination. It was the only decent thing you could find out of your small
closet full of casual and business clothing. Jihoon had told you way too late
that you needed to wear something formal, fit for fine-dining that you had no
time to go out and buy one.
Your phone was ringing nonstop now but you were used to it.
Jihoon tends to say that a minute feels like an hour when waiting for you. He’s
exaggerating. Well, checking yourself constantly in the mirror and reapplying
makeup whenever you see just one small smudge tends to take a while.
“That’s it. I’m coming up there.” You read, the notification flashing
on your screen and as if on cue, three loud knocks came to your door. You
didn’t move though, you continued to fix the powder on your face until you had
heard a knowing cough.
Turning your head, you saw Jihoon standing at your bedroom
door. He had on a sleek black suit with a white polo worn underneath and a
black bowtie to complete the outfit. His small figure leaning against the
doorframe as he glared at you. And you replied back with a smile to which he
chuckles at while looking down, “What am I going to do with you?”, it
was merely a whisper and he was thankful that you hadn’t heard it.
“I’m done!” was the first thing that came out of
your mouth once you felt satisfied. He beamed at you and he hadn’t realized
what you were wearing until you were standing tall in your three-inch heels.
Your full appearance finally sunk in and Jihoon couldn’t help but feel
flustered. “You okay, Woozi?”
You saying his nickname only made him blush more as he
gawked at you. Worried, you made your way closer to him, thinking he might be
catching something. Your hand gently pressed at his forehead and you heard his
voice hitch. “You feel hot, maybe we should cancel.” you said as you
stepped away from him to go get some medicine. But before you could even move
one step, Jihoon grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him, “No. I’m
fine. Let’s get going.” He said as he picked up your purse and dragged you
out to his car.
It was silent during the ride and who knows how many times
Jihoon had glanced your way, you had lost count. When you look back at him he
would pretend he was never looking at you in the first place. “Is
something wrong, Woozi?”
Again with the nickname.
Jihoon thought to himself. He’s using every bit of his power
to focus on driving but him knowing you were right beside him and having full
knowledge of your clothing just made it really hard for him. Not to mention how
the seatbelt made your chest very much painfully obvious made him even more
uneasy. “No, nothing’s wrong. There’s nothing wrong whatsoever.” he
voiced out and you didn’t push the topic anymore.
After a few more turns and with Jihoon constantly cursing
whenever the stoplight turns red, both of you finally arrived at the
restaurant. Your eyes turned wide when you realized it was the restaurant you
had always wanted to try since you first saw it but due to it being a bit
expensive and always fully booked, you tend to have second thoughts.
“How did you manage to get a table, its practically
impossible to get a reservation here unless you know the owner or if you’re
early as hell.” you chimed as you took a glance at the long line just out
the entrance and you felt superior yet apologetic that you were passing them as
you and Jihoon made your way to the reception desk.
“Lee Jihoon.” he said to the person behind the
podium. It was a tall man that wore a black suit and a red tie. His nose was
pointed and his smile, genuine. “Yes, Mr. Lee. A reservation for two.”
he gestured for us to follow him inside and we did.
The man led us to a table beside a window that has the
perfect view of the moon. Though, for some reason, our table was slightly
secluded from the rest and it was also themed different. Unlike the other
tables with white cloth and golden laced that we passed by on our way here,
ours had light red cloth draped over the table with black cloth laced at the
edges. But in the middle of all these was a single white rose in a thin clear
vase laying silently on the table.
“What’s the occasion?” you jokingly laughed and
gladly took the seat Jihoon pulled out for you. “Nothing, why? Can’t I go
all out on a dinner with my best friend?” he mocked as he took the seat
across from you. You looked around but no staff gave a menu and as if Jihoon
can read your mind, “I already ordered ahead of time.”, “Oh,
have you now?” you grinned. “Its a surprise.” he only said.
While waiting for your surprise food you both chatted
about what each of you had done for the week, (boring, I know, but I can’t
think of anything else), he then started talking about how great he’s been
doing at work. Making music and performing with his members. You loved how his
eyes would light up whenever he talked about his work, so you couldn’t help but
smile as you listened to his story about how one of his hyungs would always
try to kiss him and you laughed when he explained how he chased after that one
member with a guitar. “Poor guy.” you commented, laughing. “What
do you mean?? I should be the one you should be sorry for, they were annoying
me.” Jihoon could only pout as he crossed his arms over his chest. It made
you giggle more, “Well, I know how scary you could be when you get mad
so…” you wiped the tears that escaped your eyes from laughing so much.
Jihoon didn’t retort though, he just shrugged and mouthed out, 'True’.
“How’s yours?” he asked as he took a sip of water.
“Oh, nothing. Just same old, same old.” “Come on now,
spill.” Jihoon said at your lack of an answer. You knew him too well to
not say anything, he would never stop pestering you until you gave him what he
wanted and so you started telling him about how it is at your work. Just the
usual boring seminars, you and your friends, as always sat at the front cause
you all can’t see because all your eyesight are bad, and how the people at the
back are annoying as hell no matter how much they’re scolded. “Hope they
lose their job.” you cursed under your breath but Jihoon still heard it
and chuckled at your comment. “You hate them that much?”, your eyes
widened and you prepared yourself to tell him about all the hoes in your class
and for the past 15 minutes, Jihoon was trying his best to hold in his laughter
but is failing miserably as you cursed bloody mary onto the people that annoyed
you as hell (the people at the back).
Jihoon was still laughing his ass off as the waiter arrived
with your food and to your amazement, it was all your favourite, from
appetizers all to the main course. “Surprise!” Jihoon said as he
finally caught his breath. Your mouth was wide open and your eyes seem to almost
bulge out as you tried to find for words to say, “I-I don’t know what to
say.” you managed to voice out, he smirked. “You don’t have to say
anything. Let’s eat.” The both of you were enjoying dinner and had laughs
with a few slipped in moments of additional spite for people that annoyed you
“That was delicious!” you laid back in your chair
as you held your stomach, Jihoon did the same, “I’m glad.” he smiled.
It tugged at your heartstrings, seeing him smile and you hadn’t noticed you
were staring until he had gave you a questioning look. While you still felt
flustered, Jihoon had called for the waiter and asked him to lean a bit closer.
You could hear him whisper something but it was too inaudible, the waiter only
nodded before turning around to leave you both. Jihoon saw how you were
throwing daggers at him with your glare, “What?” he asked and you
just leaned back down and pouted in your seat.
He could only chuckle at your childishness and hearing him
laugh made your heart melt and you can’t help but smile. This was why you loved
being with Jihoon, you both enjoy and have fun even with littlest of things.
How you can feel lots of care and love from a small gesture with him like that
time when you were sick and couldn’t join the outing all your friends planned
for a long time and instead of going, he stayed back with you saying, “I
never wanted to go anyway.”, but he was the most excited about the trip.
You told him you were fine and he could go, but he refused and slept over at
your place to take care of you, “No big deal.” he said only to catch
a cold the next day.
Whilst you were laughing, Jihoon kept quiet as he admired
you from his seat. He loved seeing your smiling face. He loved how your eyes
twinkled when you talked about your passion. He loved the late night calls with
you. He loved how much you worried about him. He loved being in your company.
He loved everything about you.
He loved you.
The waiter had come back with a silver platter and placed it
in the middle of your table. Jihoon had wished he took out his phone to capture
the expression on your face when you saw the dessert that arrived. It was a
giant, practically bucket-sized, sweet pudding. You were silently screaming as
you hurriedly went to Jihoon’s side and gave him a big hug. He expected it
though, he knows how much you loved pudding. His smile grew even wider, if that
was even possible, as he watched you enjoying the dessert.
God, I love her so much.
Jihoon smiled to himself. You were a bit guilty that you
were the only one enjoying the dessert, so you took a spoonful and offered it
to Jihoon. He shook his head at first, but after your glare and stubbornness,
he complied and opened his mouth. You felt giddy as you fed him the pudding,
“Do you love it?”, “Yes.” he nodded, “I love it.”
“But I love you more.”
Jihoon wondered why you had suddenly stopped eating and was
now looking his way. Your mouth was hanging open as you stared at him and his
expression was just painted in confusion. Then his eyes grew wide and he
immediately went red while he covered his mouth with his hand.
Did I just say that out loud?
Jihoon thought. He had not wanted for you to know it like
this but there was no turning back on it.
“Yes.” He acted cooly, “I love you.”
It was a beautiful memory that you could never forget no
matter how hard you try.
“Leave me alone! I’m busy!” Jihoon had kicked you
out of the studio and slammed the door before you could turn around. His voice
rang in your ears as you comtemplated wether to continue or not but this was
the last straw. Your blood was boiling underneath your skin, “Open the
fucking door, Jihoon.”, there was no answer. “LEE JIHOON!” you
pounded on the door. He at last opened it, probably after the cracking sounds
that were heard from the door.
“What?” his voice felt like venom, his tone
distant. His brown irises stared straight at yours. “What the fuck?”
you said in disbelief, he’s not getting away by acting ignorant. “Talk to
me Jihoon. I waited for you everyday, I gave my whole life to you, the least
you could do is come with me to see my father back home.” your words
didn’t seem to get through to him. He now was looking anywhere but you,
“Woozi.” your voice was pleading and low. His hand laid at the back
of his neck, “Please, I can’t leave right now. We have a big performance
this coming week, I can’t just go with you.” he explained.
You understood that he couldn’t go. You get it. But knowing
that your father is pulling at his last breaths on his death bed, you thought, you
thought he could skip at least once. “My father is dying, he needs me
there and I need you there with me and knowing this, you still think your
performance is more important? More important than me?” your chest felt
tight as you said those words. You never meant for him to choose between his
beloved group, his future, his passion, and with you. You’re happy for him,
yes, but you always felt like you would always be second. Second after his
His eyes finally landed on yours, “I’m sorry but I
can’t.” As soon as those words left his mouth, you let out an exasperated
sigh. You expected it, but seriously, he didn’t even stutter.
“If this is what I’m going to go through being with
you, then I’m sorry but, I can’t handle it. Let’s end this.” you fought against
the tears from falling out. “It’s the best for the both of us.” you
said before turning around.
“I’m leaving.” you gritted your teeth, making sure
to stress on every syllable. And so you left. You called for a taxi and after
saying your destination, you pulled out your phone and booked the next flight
to your country. Your home.
The word felt so familar but at the same time not. Being
with Jihoon, you were at home. Wherever he was, it was home. He is home. But
now, you felt so unsure of it, you felt doubtful.
Your luggage lagged behind you as you made your way into the
airport. You had 10 minutes till your departure and while waiting for your
flight call, occasionally, you would look towards the entrance, hoping. 5
minutes left, you needed to go. But before you went your way, you gave one last
look behind your shoulder, one last chance to see if he would come.
But there was no one.
You start walking to your boarding gate but you hear loud
footsteps, as if someone is running straight towards you and before you
realized it, you felt a hand on your shoulder to which you abruptly turn
around. “Jihoon?” you almost felt tears in your eyes but the growing
warmth spreading through your body dissolved when you saw, not Jihoon, but a
stranger, “Uh, sorry miss. But you dropped this.”, he held out what
seem to be your wallet. You hadn’t noticed it was missing, “Thank
you.”, he nodded to your reply before making his way to his gate.
Laughing to yourself, you thought he would come, thinking he
would at least stop you, but it appears you were wrong. And so with pain gaping
at your chest, you left.
“Welcome ma'am.” the flight attendant greeted and you
forced a smile to which she paid no heed. She pointed you to your seat and you
sat beside the window. The night lights twinkled under the dark sky and you
could only cry silently as the plane’s engines roared to life.
Though, against the loud sound of the airplane taking
flight, a faint voice could be barely heard, screaming your name, screaming for
you to come back. To come back to him.
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Honestly I’m still struggling on getting enough protein and that is simply because I despise protein powder and I don’t eat a lot. So, yes, I have a lot of protein foods but I don’t intake enough to get what I need. My boyfriend gets on me everyday for it lol I’m working on it though. But if you’re into the powder (simple fix right there) then do that. If you’re not then to be honest I don’t know as of right now. When I figure it out for myself I’ll post about.
What do you think everyone's worst trait is? You can throw in best trait if you want as well. I love you btw ❤️❤️
I love you too! And if you want me to do best trait, then send in another request because this was longer then I expected. I also tweaked it to worst habit, hope that’s alright! 💙💜💙💜
Jay: Worst habit, stealing. It may seem on the nose, but even though he’s good now, he’ll still get the thoughts. The thoughts of his father sending him out to steal and bring items back for the shop. He usually stops himself before he takes something, but sometimes he doesn’t realize until after. He always returns it.
Evie: Worst habit, fussing with her hair/clothes/makeup. She already fusses over her image, but sometimes she’ll get that nagging little voice (which sounds eerily like her mother) in her head, telling her to fix her skirt or powder her nose. She tries to ignore the voice, but sometimes it’s hard to, so she’ll be fussing over her hair or something all day.
Carlos: Worst habit, fidgeting. Please don’t scare this poor child, he startles easily. He usually only fidgets when he’s nervous and/or scared, so unless you want a fidgeting Carlos all day, don’t startle him. It’s almost like he’s looking for some kind of danger that’s not there in Auradon. But if he gets bored he’ll fidget with pens or paper or something.
Mal: Worst habit, fiddling with her hair. It doesn’t seem that bad, bud she does it a lot and without realizing it. Usually in class during a lecture or an exam, you can see her playing with her hair, pulling it lightly and twisting it.
Ben: Worst habit, comparing himself. He is constantly comparing himself to his parents, both as people and as monarchs. He’s always comparing his actions to past kings or monarchs in other lands. He compares himself as a boyfriend and friend as well, not sure if he’s as good of one as he believes he is.
Harry: Worst habit, tapping his hook against things. Seriously, if he’s frustrated or zoning out, he’ll start tapping his hook against the table/wall/his arm. If he does it long enough, he’s been known to scratch the table or make a hole or dent in the wall. He’s given himself bruises from tapping it against his arm.
Uma: Worst habit, second guessing herself. After Mal’s bullying and being compared to her for quite some time, she second guesses herself. Her actions, her words, but only ever after its happened. Harry and Gil are the ones who stop her second guesses, telling her that she was right.
Gil: Worst habit, speaking before he thinks. We’ve all seen him call Uma Shrimpy, and things like that happen often. Pirates are a bit temperamental, but he usually doesn’t realize it might not be the right thing to say in the moment. He almost always realizes his mistake though.
Jane: Worst habit, chewing on pens/pencils. It happens whenever she’s nervous/stressed/anxious. She’ll chew on the caps or ends of pens and pencils, and usually it results in her having to throw the item out afterwards. It’s better than her doing it to her lip, but she still needs to try and stop herself.
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