he was ahead of his time man

I know it’s easy to keep stereotyping Yoongi as cold/lazy/cut off kind of person but sometimes i think it gets to a point where it’s wrong and hurtful in the fandom. And so here’s a list of reasons Min Yoongi is a warm, hard working individual with a personality that is multi-faceted and beautiful.

  • was a member of the student council when he was in school and was always helping people who approached him and writing them encouraging messages, contrary to popular ‘bad boy’ image belief.
  • works into late hours of the night, even goes without sleeping when he’s concentrating on composing a new song/lyrics and spends hours on end in the studio
  • on that note, it is said he recorded the way he said ‘bulteorune’ about 200 times before he was satisfied with how it sounded
  • despite not being the lead dancer, is almost never criticized for his dance skills because he clearly works hard on it, whether or not he’s the best
  • again, a side note that he spent his birthday with hoseok practicing dance that hoseok taught him
  • his stage presence is full of energy and he even kneeled down and bowed for a good minute of stage when he knew his parents were in the crowd, and otherwise also displays emotions on stage, including crying
  • gets shy and touched when members throw him a surprise birthday party
  • extremely considerate of what fans think/feel, unlike a lot of other idols. he’s responsible enough to know the effect his words have on fans and therefore constantly promotes a healthy body image, saying he doesn’t have ideal an outfit/weight/height/personality type
  • that time he spent his own money to buy personal gifts/write different messages for 300+ fans on his birthday, and then did it again the next year too
  • branching off to the time when he got asked on a radio interview what he’d do with the royalties of the songs he produced (jump/tomorrow) and he replied that he’d take the band and stuff out for lunch with his own money
  • that time he bought all the kids in bts ice cream without asking and won them toys in AHL and they were so happy about it
  • that time hoseok wasn’t eating because he lost and yoongi said he couldn’t eat if his dongsaegs weren’t eating and that he was full just watching him eat, giving him his share of food
  • doesn’t care that he’s not a good singer and sings loudly and shamelessly when he’s in the mood
  • the new years day yoongi didn’t spend with own family just because hoseok was lonely in the dorms
  • that one time jungkook jumped on yoongi and hugged him and yoongi looked like he might just die from happiness
  • when he laughs when something is too funny and no noise comes out and he claps around like a seal and it’s so so adorable
  • said he likes smart girls who he could have long conversations with/hear her stories and she was good with computers
  • actually gets super flattered and smug when people find his sass funny
  • that time they were on running man and had to run for boxes and ran so fast he was far ahead of even jungkook
  • that time namjoon was supposed to perform on stage and yoongi was deadpan the whole performance until it was namjoon’s turn, and then he has laughing and singing and screaming and being super supportive
  • once when the members were just annoying jungkook a little and yoongi sensed jungkook felt a little sad so he wordlessly reached out to him and petted him and said ‘I think he’s adorable’
  • on that note, always sensing the members discomfort/sadness and being a silent supporter and saying encouraging things to make them feel better
  • never holds back of compliments. ever.
  • he is a wonderful, multi-faceted man with emotions other than being ‘dead inside’ and loves the people around him so much and is full of appreciation and support for them and endlessly a source of strength for them.
When They Try to Take Us Down

Summary: Phil doesn’t like when hate preachers come to campus. They make him nervous and uncomfortable. But this time, Dan is there to help him through it in an unexpected, yet pleasant way.
Word Count: 2,201
Warnings: homophobic slurs, hate speech, anxiety
Title creds: Let the Flames Begin - Paramore
A/N: Thank you to @snowbunnylester (as always) for prompting me this! I’ve been on a writing splurge lately and I honestly don’t know how I’m doing it. Lemme know it you like this!

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There is an angry aura surrounding campus in the form of ignorant slurs and angry responses. This only happens on the occasion, but it makes Phil nervous each time, a pit in his stomach and his throat closing up as he tries to walk as fast as possible past the angry crowd.

There was a man, dressed in preacher’s clothes and holding a sign with a list of the types of people who were going to “go to hell”. Phil didn’t have to look to know that homosexuals and masturbators and adulterers were on the list. He swallowed and ducked his head, trying to move as fast as he could. Dan was ahead of him, probably shaking his head and scoffing as he does every time they passed by a preacher like this. Sometimes Phil thinks he’s more upset about this kind of thing than Phil is, despite being the heterosexual one in their friendship, just by the way he wasn’t afraid to shout his opinions right back.

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Craigslist jerk gets what's coming to him.

So here’s the story of this one individual who really got to me a few years ago.

I see an item posted online and decide to make an offer, and it goes like below. And any text below written in between parentheses is just extra story info, not actual exchanged info.

Me: Hi, is your item still available?

Seller: Yeah I still have it.

(BTW, I think the item was posted for like $150)

Me: OK, would you take $140 for it? (Which is only $10 off and I certainly wasn’t going to meet up with a less than agreed upon amount)

Seller: Sure, can you meet me at Town Center right now? (Which is halfway across town 50 minutes away)

Me: OK, I’m on my way. Thank you!

Seller: Sure, I’ll see you soon.

Me: OK I’m here, are you close?

(So I get there and I’m waiting for over 40 minutes, and I still haven’t received a text back from this guy)

(A few minutes later I receive the following text)

Seller: Hey, I hope you wasted your gas and time. That’s what you get for lowballing me.

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Best Friends (Part 7)

Summary: Meeting in college, you and Bucky strike up a friendship. And that is all there is, until Bucky realizes he’s in love with you. But it might just be a little too late for that.

Word Count: 1,030

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

A/N: Thank you to @xandyissenpai  for the sugar daddy idea lol

Originally posted by sssmcdlove

Just as he promised, Bucky gave you his answer by the end of the week. You squealed and hugged him tight, inviting him for lunch. He couldn’t help but to laugh as you pulled him along, crossing the street and towards your favorite restaurant.

The more time he spent with you, and knowing you were engaged to someone else, the more certain he was that you belonged next to him. He didn’t know what Tony Stark was up to, but he pledged himself that he’d steal you away from that man. He didn’t deserve you, and Bucky had a feeling Stark had something up his sleeve.

You nudged Bucky as he stood next to you, waiting for the seating hostess to lead you to a table for two. He had a blank, far-off look on his face and you wondered what he’s thinking about. He blinked and looked at you, giving you a tiny smile.

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Fireworks - H.S.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I mumble. The twinkling lights are mesmerizing and I just can’t seem to focus on anyone else, not even the amazing man beside me that brought me here tonight. When Harry only hums a response, I take my gaze off the fireworks ahead of me and stare at his sharp jawline.

Lately Harry had been acting differently. At first I noticed little things, like him closing off and disappearing into his own head for short amounts of time, but after a while he started raising these walls around him, pretending to be someone who is not even though the real Harry I had met two years prior was something I wish everyone had in his life.

Of course, Harry did not only have a name to keep, but also a reputation. Yes, he was pictured as a womanizer and I think he did won best dressed male again last year, although I don’t keep up with that. I keep up with what actual Harry is up too, what ticks him, what he enjoys doing. Most of the things the media bring to attention aren’t very good small details of a bigger picture.

I think that’s why this friendship works so damn well. That might also be the absolute number one reason I fell madly in love with this man. I’d never risk anything to put our friendship in jeopardy, because I honestly believe I’d never find someone like him, ever again. He was the only real thing in a world filled with lies and misinterpretations.

I’m actually terrified I’ll never get to see the real Harry again. And whatever I try, I just can’t seem to get through to him. So when he appeared at my door, giant grin on his rosy lips and a bottle of expensive champagne held up in one hand, I couldn’t decline.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Harry laughs, pulling his bottom lip between his pearly white teeth before his glance is cast in my direction. I can feel the rosy hue appear on my cheeks, but they’re transparent to Harry’s gaze due to the harsh lighting of the fireworks going off in front of us.

“This lighting is doing you good.” I decide to go with a true compliment, although that wasn’t initially on my mind. I love the smile that it draws on his lips, the way his eyes crinkle and how he then casts his glance away. “Do you say that to all men?”

“Only you.” I shrug my shoulders with a grin and let a shriek flow from my lips when I feel Harry’s elbow collide with my ribs. “Hey, I gave you a really nice compliment and this is how you repay me?”
“What do you want to hear? How beautiful you look? You always do, Y/n.” Harry huffs as he rolls his eyes and fixates his gaze back onto the sparkly lights disappearing as quickly as they appear.

“You’re one of the most kind-hearted people I know Harry, you deserve all of this success you’re receiving, you know that right?” I decide to bring up the new single, the one that’s supposed to come out in just a few hours – at midnight to be exact. He hadn’t mentioned it since I had heard it when he had initially finished it. It was his baby, his first solo record and he didn’t seem to utter another word about it. It had been months and it saddened me because it was so damn good.

“How is that new man of yours?” Harry’s voice changes tone, and when I decide to peek I see the frown that has set onto his eyebrow. I guess we’re still not talking about it, and I decide to drop it. Last time I had tried to initiate conversation we ended up not speaking to each other for almost two weeks. Which were the worst two weeks of my life, really. “That’s over and done with, didn’t I mention that?”

“Well no, you didn’t.” Harry sighs and I see the small smile tug at his lips. I scoot a little bit closer to Harry, although I’m not sure why. “Well, sorry then.”
“Why did you break up? I thought you liked him.” Harry throws his arm around my shoulder and I lay my head on his shoulder, taking in a deep breath as I focus back on the popping flashing of light.

“I never really did, I think.” I mumble, dropping my hand onto Harry’s knee and giving it a firm squeeze. “I’m searching for something else.” I finish off, feeling my heart throb in my throat. Indirectly, in my own head, I had confessed my love for Harry. He would never see it as such, but that didn’t take away any of the anxiety coursing through my body.

“Well it’s great that you know what you want.”

“Don’t you know what you want?”

“Yeah, but I’m sure she hasn’t even given it a thought. I think I’m nothing more to her than just a really good friend.”

“Who says that? Harry if you want this girl, go and get her. Do you even realize how amazing you are? You always put me up when I’m down. You watch the most horrifying movies with me whenever I want to, without any complaint. You once showed up at my door just because I sounded blue to you on the phone. I’m sure whatever girl you want is just as madly in love with you as you are with her.” I grin, squeezing his knee for emphasis as I let my eyes dart along the sky, trying to follow every firework going off.

“Do you know what sign of the times is about?” Harry suddenly questions and I feel myself stiffen in his embrace as he for the first time in weeks talks about his song or upcoming album.
“Well I interpreted it as hope.” I decide to voice my own thoughts and feelings as simply as possible.

“That’s the great part of it. I think – in whatever time of your life you are, it might – I don’t know – can be interpreted in whatever way it suits you.” Harry starts to stumble over his words as if he were nervous, his ring clad fingers toying with his jeans as he avoids my gaze as well as the sounds going on around us.

“So you’re saying I’m hoping for something?” I smile, somewhat feeling my own nerves bubbling in my stomach as I pull away from Harry, smiling brightly at his twinkling eyes.

“Yeah, you could say it like that. But I think we all hope something, right?” Harry grins right back at me and I slowly let my eyes close, nodding once, but firmly at his statement – or question.

“Hm.” I agree verbally, wanting to lay my head again against his shoulder but he stops me, his eyes searching mine tentatively as I keep frozen in my spot. I let a low breath slip past my opened lips, my tongue darting out to wet them before I suck my bottom lip into my mouth, slowly biting down on it.

Something seems to click in Harry’s mind and before I can completely comprehend what is happening or is about to happen, Harry leans in but hovers right before his lips are about to meet mine. He lets me decide if I want this – if I want to kiss him and as soon as my brain has caught up to current events, I lean the short distance and press my lips firmly against his.

Harry’s large hand cups my cheek and for a second I feel like I might burst out into tears of happiness, but instead I settle for a large grin which almost breaks up our kiss. I feel the vibrations of Harry’s chuckle against my lips as my eyelids flutter.

Harry pulls away, keeping his hand in place, as he seems to catch his breath. His lips press to mine once more in a gentle, simple peck right as the last few fireworks make their last pop in front of us, illuminating the dark night sky.

Praise for the Quiet Ones

Aka, shoutout to the characters that are kinda overlooked in the 2017 film despite their influence in some of the scenes.

Père Robert 

  • This guy was the only one–aside from Maurice–that made Belle feel at home in Villeneuve.
  • Also the only villager that wasn’t small-minded and we could tell.
  • He could see how much she loved his little library and was visibly saddened by the fact that he couldn’t offer her anything more to read
  • He respected her ability to read and her quirky inventive side.
  • He helped her when the villagers destroyed her laundry machine.
  • “This man needs a hospital, not an insane asylum!”
  • Looked visibly disturbed at Gaston’s rallying of the other villagers.
  • I don’t know what it is, but he also gives Belle this look during her plea for her father that to me looked like “I admire you for defending your father, and I don’t think you’re crazy.  I am open to hearing what you have to say.”

Chapeau

  • He was the first cursed servant we saw when Maurice entered the castle.
  • He shakes the snow off of Maurice’s coat
  • He always seems to be one step ahead of everyone
  • The way he picks up Lumiere and sets him out of reach of his work when Lumiere says he missed a spot on the dishes
  • He’s a man of many talents which include but are not limited to:
    • Violin skills
    • Boxing
    • Fast reflexes
    • Knowledge of fashion (he’s seen selecting the Prince’s wig for the ball in the prologue)
    • Dishwashing
    • Overall just doing his job as an aide well
  • He’s always ready to help.  Always.
  • He seems to know exactly what some people need at a specific time without needing to say anything.
  • He rarely talks, yet he doesn’t seem shy or withdrawn.
  • Oh, and HE SAVES CHIP’S LIFE.  Remember that?  Instead of thinking of himself during those last few moments, he stops Chip’s fall and even gently sets him next to his mother before fading away.  If he hadn’t been there Chip would have died.
Secrets

MASTERLIST

Requested: yes

Word count: 2,611

Small echoes from the few passing cars rang in my ears, as the sun started to burn properly into my skin. My heavy feet dragged themselves across the street, aching every step of the way. They always hurt like this, whenever I’d joined the boys for their early morning workout.

Though, I didn’t quite want to admit it, I simply couldn’t keep up with them. Especially Geoff was a beast and contingently mocked me, every time I had to stop and catch my breath.

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im actually curious since louis has been the only one who’s been acting like harry doesnt exist how are they gonna deal with his up coming promo with harry just fresh out with a new album and starting to promo dunkirk and if he doesnt get asked about anything harry (unlike niam who have been asked) is everyone gonna contuine to act like its normal lmao or is he gonna be too busy promoting other stunty things instead that they wont have time to ask about harry … oh man funnnnn times ahead.

Hey guys, here are the most beautiful fics I have ever read and I wanted to share their beauty with you all. I think you’ll really love them, they’re my go-to reads whenever I want to read something that is really inspiring.


My Favourite YOI Fics of All Time


I Can’t Believe You Cheated on ME by @actualyuuri , Gen, 57 words
“He hurt me,” Victor sighs, and lays his head on your lap. My favourite victor x reader fic… the angst is so intense!!!

Forbidden Fruit by mintables, Not Rated, 1k
Yuuri has confessed his love for Barack-chan on live television. And now, they have to pay the price. I think Victor x Obama fanfiction is really underrated :\\

The Sweetness of Peas by lily_winterwood, Teen, 1.2k
The door swung open, and three-time consecutive World Champion and living legend in figure skating Viktor Nikiforov was on the other side. Yuuri couldn’t do this. But he smiled anyway, and asked, “Were you expecting me?” 100/10, stunning fic.

The Hottest Sex Ever by @forovnix , Explicit, 293 words
I told you. I wanted us to have the hotest sex ever.” WOW this is so good, children keep your eyes closed!!

In case you feel like dying series by Hotdiggitygay, Explicit, 3.9k (WIP)
No words can truly explain the masterpiece that this is. You have to check this out.

The Bee Movie AU by @actualyuuri , @forovnix , Not Rated, 142 words
According to all known laws of physics there is no way katsuki yuuri should be able to figure skate. A work of art.

White Russians by @omgkatsudonplease , Mature, 233 words
“what’s in this?” wondered yuuri from across the table. “there’s like cream, and cream, and vodka, and something else.” Super interesting fic, really thought-provoking!

Trip, Fall, The Kiss is A GO by @lucycamui, Teen, 327 words
He fell. Not into the prince’s arms, but onto the prince, clumsy and heavy, knocking them both down to unceremoniously smash flowers underneath. Very sweet!

the creamiest sex ever by @skatinggays , Not Rated, 90 words
victor smirked and licked his lips as he sauntered toward yuuri in the dimly lit kitchen. yuuri was so ready but then… truly incredible!

I’m drowning in your eyes by @forovnix , Mature, 63 words
“Help me, I’m drowning.” SO cute, I love this!!!!

The Curse of the Dab by @actualyuuri , Gen, 198 words
The moment Victor learns how to dab, he is an unstoppable force. Truly an iconic fic.

The tail of Victor Nikifoxy and Yuuri Katsubear by @dystopiansushi , Teen, 172 words
Sipping from the pond is the finest animal he has ever seen. This animal is well known across the land. This flawless being, the most beautiful specimen of Tibetan Sand Fox in the country, is Victor Nikifoxy himself.

A horse and a man by @emerald-imperial , Teen, 226 words
“Victor,” Yuuri says, pulling on his leather boots. “Let’s go for a ride.”
The beautiful stallion tosses his head and whinnies in agreement. He’s excited. He loves going on rides with Yuuri. Incredible!!!

The Skating Dead by @exile-wrath , Not Rated, 136 words
The worst bit is Victor. Victor, who even as a zombie is attached to Yuuri. I’m sobbin

Back in time (let’s do it again) by @lucycamui , Teen, 603 words
Just ahead, Victor saw…. himself. And Yuuri. Much, much younger, in their ball attire from so many years ago, standing in each other’s arms, gazing as lovingly at one another as they still did every day, but looking so lost in the feelings of young, new love. So beautiful…


(happy april fools!!)

REALMS(PT2)

Originally posted by taetaehyungs


REQUEST: Hey i just read all of your fics hehe and i really like your writing! Can I request a very protective demon!tae fic pls? Doesn’t matter if fluffy or smutty thank you so much x

GENRE: Demon!au, Supernatural, smut(to come), slight angst, i have to make this fluffy of course

He was never supposed to meet her, but when he did, all he wanted to do was to keep her.

(PT3/??) - PT1, PT3

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anonymous asked:

“yes, i know this is a bar but you’re a rlly hot bartender and i panicked and said “cHOCOLATE MILK” when you asked me what i wanted to drink, now i just want to crawl away and hide forever” au? :")

Phichit stands up for five seconds.

(Five seconds.)

(And everything goes wrong.)

It doesn’t start when the bartender speaks, no, it starts when he turns around. His hair is silver, which had been distracting enough when it hadn’t been paired with that jawline, those sparkling blue eyes, the smirk that is directed at Yuuri and makes his toes curl involuntarily. And then, in the dim lighting of the run-down bar that Phichit had dragged them to, Yuuri watches the bartender step forward and casually lean one elbow on the counter, resting his chin on his palm.

“Can I get you anything?” he asks, and Yuuri adds his sultry voice to the list he is currently composing of deadly traits that this man possesses.

Yuuri doesn’t know much about alcohol. He drinks it, sure, but he isn’t one to head out to bars or pubs or anything of that nature on a regular basis. On the rare occasion that he does, Phichit typically orders for him.

(But Phichit stood up for five seconds, remember?)

“Do you have, um…” He glances around, desperate. A martini, he thinks. Or is that too classy? Whiskey? Beer? A margarita? No, none of it feels right, but the bartender’s eyes are poring into him and his toes are still curling in the most uncomfortable way in his too-tight dress shoes that he’d borrowed from Phichit because his are back in Japan and his palms are starting to get clammy and he unconsciously looks for Phichit who is gone, gone, and can’t be here to tell him what drink would impress the bartender, who is still staring at him because he hasn’t said a single word and—

“Chocolate milk?” Yuuri asks in a short breath.

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“A urologist?” Dean holds back a guffaw. “Of all the medical specialties, you pick the golden tract?”

The man sitting next to him frowns with confusion, his eyes squinting. Dean barely caught his name in the cacophony of the bar - Cas something or other. He’s halfway through his first beer of the night, and his large hands hold the bottle in a way that’s too provocative for anywhere but the bedroom, or the back of Dean’s Impala. Cas appears oblivious to his own mannerisms, though. Dean hopes Cas isn’t as oblivious to his flirting.

“Yes,” Cas says. Dean likes Cas’s voice: it’s deep and warm and close to his year. As Cas leans back, he meets Dean’s gaze and takes another drag of his drink. The way his lips wrap around the neck makes Dean want to haul Cas out then and there.

“So, um.” Fuck, he’s gonna start babbling. Dean takes a sip from his own bottle, maybe too much, but he’s gotta stop the words in his brain from coming out, gotta find new ones that aren’t so God damned stupid.

It doesn’t help.

“You’ve seen a lot of dick, then?”

Cas hums agreeably.

Meanwhile, Dean feels like he’s going to die of embarrassment, from being incinerated from the inside. He takes another drink to cool himself down, but it’s no use either.

God damn it, he’s making an idiot of himself in front of this gorgeous as fuck man who’s a thousand times out of Dean’s league. He really should quit while he’s ahead, excuse himself to the restroom. Ellen might let him slip out of the back.

But Cas is smiling at him, and his eyes are dark. He leans back into Dean so he can murmur in his ear.

“Have you had your annual health check yet this year?” His voice is like whiskey, and Dean wants a taste. He turns himself to look at Cas. “I’m also qualified to give rectal exams.”

God damn.

1. Nikola Tesla was an inventor, discoverer, electrical engineer, mechanical engineer, theoretical and experimental physicist, mathematician, futurist and humanitarian. He was a hyper-polyglot who could speak eight languages including: Serbo-Croatian, English, Czech, French, German, Hungarian, Italian, and Latin. He was known to have one of the most remarkable memories, being able to recite full books, poetry and mathematical formulas by heart. He claimed to have had a three-dimensional memory and thought process that tormented him in his youth, but later aided him with building his inventions in his own mind without wasting any physical energy. Tesla was a man who was far ahead of his time, and even our time today. He was the first to discover the rotating magnetic field, and invent and patent a commutatorless alternating current induction motor based off this discovery. All electrical machinery using or generating alternating current is due to Tesla, without which all our electrified power lines, long distance trolley cars, electric vehicles, and our subways would be far less advanced. He is the true father of radio, sending the first radio signals up to 30 miles in distance in experiments at his Houston Street laboratory before its destruction by fire in 1895. He was the first to demonstrate wireless energy/power by lighting his phosphorescent light bulbs wirelessly in a demonstration given before the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia, 1893, and later lit lamps wirelessly at a distance of 25 miles away from his transmitter. In his labs he conducted a range of experiments with mechanical oscillators/generators, electrical discharge tubes, electrical therapy, and some of the first X-ray imaging. Tesla was also the first to demonstrate remote control, building a wireless controlled boat first exhibited in 1898. At Colorado Springs in 1899, he created artificial lightning bolts 100 feet long, and sent currents around the Earth with a mean velocity of 292,815 miles per second with his transmitter patented in 1900. Some of his greatest experiments and demonstrations have yet to be reproduced by even our greatest scientists today. Although not recognized for, he was the first to discover the electron, radioactivity, terrestrial resonance, stationary waves (standing waves), and cosmic rays, which he also recorded traveling many times faster than light. His life long work was a dynamic theory of gravity that explained the causes of gravitation and the motions of heavenly bodies, which he claimed had been worked out in all details and he hoped to give it to the world. He was so satisfied with his theory that he believed it would put an end to the “idle speculations and false conceptions” rooted from Albert Einstein’s Theory of Relativity. All his ideas and discoveries were logical inferences based off knowledge from his many years of investigations, experiments and developments in science and radio technology. Tesla predicted television, the internet, smart phones, weather control, interplanetary communication, an idea to produce an artificial Aurora Borealis to light the night skies, a particle beam to be used for defense in war, and the transmission of wireless power to any point on the globe. He intended to unify all these innovations into one big machine known as his Magnifying Transmitter, or his World System, but lacked the investments and funds to finish and prove his work on a large scale. Tesla would eventually die penniless and alone in his New York apartment, but like all the greats listed above, he lives on through all his inventions and contributions to this world.

“Let the future tell the truth and evaluate each one according to his work and accomplishments. The present is theirs; the future, for which I really worked, is mine.”

–Nikola Tesla

Property of Dean Winchester

Originally posted by weallneedcastiel


SUMMARY: You and Jensen are best friends, you accompany him to Nashville for the convention and drunken hijinks ensue!

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x (bestfriend!)reader

Word Count: 1810

Warnings: Some swearing

A/N: So i have been struggling with writing and what not, and the other day this idea hits me. I am basing it off the information that I saw about NashCon and it just grew to this fic. This would be my first attempt at writing a possible more than friends type fic based on the actual actor. I mean no disrespect to Danneel, we will just consider her happy with someone else for the purpose of this fic. Also a huge shout out to Daddy B aka @bigdaddymongoose, she is my rock and helps me out sooo much with writing!

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“C’mon you two, let’s hit another bar!” Jared laughed, drunk off his ass already.

You giggled, watching your best friend trying to walk unaided. His bow legs making the staggering all the more comical. Finally, he made it to your side, he threw an arm around you, almost knocking the two of you to the ground.

“I think Jay here has had enough,” you snickered.

After the tour of the Jack Daniels Distillery and all the free shots, then the dart throwing game with Jason and the guys and more shots imbibed. Next, Creation Ent wanting to celebrate Jay’s birthday during the Saturday Night Special concert with you guessed it more alcohol involved. Let’s just say when Jay sang Tennessee Whiskey, he was almost three sheets to the wind then. If Jared got his way, this would be the third bar you all hit.

Jensen started shaking his head, “No, I-I think we need more bars,” he grinned. “Me likey, more acl-aco-alc-,” he furrowed his eyebrows like he was concentrating, “drinks.”

You laughed, “I think everybody is done for the night. You two have a panel in the morning, remember?” You smacked Jensen’s hand away from your face as he tried to “boop” your nose. “Stop that!”

Jared just gave you “Sam’s puppy eyes”, “Nope, Pada-gigantor, those will not work on me. I am impervious to “Mr. Awesome,” you jerked a thumb at Jensen, “you don’t stand a chance my tall friend.”

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lactosefreepussy  asked:

Please write those 24356643 meta posts on post Azzano Bucky!!!! I wanna get sad!!!

Let’s start with one!!! But when??? There’s so much to think about and see with post-azzano Bucky and it’s only because Sebastian is truly great. I’m gonna pick my favorite and start with The Bar Scene

are you sad yet? Because I am.

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8. Dessert // Nurseydex

« {Part 8 of my Valentine’s collection.} » 

a/n: In which Nursey is a sap. Basically I’m giving Nurseydex their Zimbits moment. Pie is involved.

“…You don’t know how to peel an apple, do you?”

Nursey whipped his head up to see Dex staring at him, an eyebrow raised. They were in the kitchen trying to make a pie for Ransom and Lardo’s birthdays, and it was going pretty okay—but definitely not thanks to Nursey. He’d been trying to peel the same apple for the last five minutes. “Um,” Nursey said. “Well, I’ve never had to, you know, peel stuff before—”

“It’s literally not hard,” Dex said. “I’d chirp you about how helpless you are, but I really just want to get this done. Let me show you.”

He stood at Nursey’s side, took the apple and the peeler, and started to demonstrate. “See?” he said, gripping the peeler tight in this long fingers. He shucked three long strips of apple peel into the sink and then handed the tool and the apple back to Nursey. “It’s not hard—you’re just incompetent.”

“Well thanks, that’s a relief,” Nursey said. Dex hip-checked him, and he hip-checked back.

“Since when are you so good at baking, then, huh Dex?” Nursey asked quietly after a moment or two of silence. “I remember you dissing baking back when we were frogs—”

“We’re still the frogs, Nursey.”

“Yeah, I know, I know. I just… Now it seems like more often than not you’re the one helping Bitty bake,” Nursey said. “What changed?”

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BTS Reaction: Their daughter says she want to marry them when she's grown up

Jin: “Awwww”. Jin would coo at her, his whole face turning red (including his ears). “Of course you do.” He shouts blowing a kiss and laughing with you.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Jungkook: “Shhh, don’t say that too loud, mummy will get jealous!” He ‘whispers’ (actually shouts making sure you hear). He turn to face you see your reaction with a huge grin on his face. You jokingly pout and he gets up from where he is sitting and grabs you in a hug before pulling your daughter in for one too.

Originally posted by jeonify

V: Omg he would be so cute. He’d be playing tea party with your daughter when she would tell him. His whole face you immediately light up and. “Ahhh, thank you.” He’d whisper squeezing her cheeks. He would be so happy that his daughter loves him that much and it would get rid of any doubts he had about not being a good father.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jimin: As soon as she says those words he’d look over at you with a smirk. “Did you just hear that?” He’d say chuckling lightly. “Yeah, she’s too cute.” “She can’t resist my charm just like you huh?” He’d smile at you giving you a kiss on the cheek.

Originally posted by chimchams

J-Hope: He would get so excited. “Really? Me? Really?” He would question her so much that she’d get confused lol. “Hobi, just accept it.” You’d say laughing as you stand in the doorway watching them. “Thank you so much!” He’d shout squeezing her in for a hug.

Originally posted by panwithoutaplan

Rap Monster: “Really? Can you say that again?” He’d say after pulling out his phone. “What are you doing?” You’d ask confused. “I need to record this to show it to her when she’s older and starts to not spend as much time with me.” He’d be completely serious but you’d burst into laughter. “Wow, you really think ahead huh?” You’d reply before giving him a kiss. “Don’t worry, she’ll still love you.”

Originally posted by ksjknj

Suga: “Well what can I say?” He’d reply as he shrugs his shoulders. “I am the best man you’ll ever meet.” But once he stopped joking he’d pull your daughter in for a hug. “Thank you, princess.” He’d say kissing the top of her head, a small smile on his face as he can’t stop thinking about how adorable she is.

Originally posted by jeonsshi

kibumie-lover  asked:

Hi! Can I request a Headcannon of how the RFA (+ V and Unknown) will react to the fact that MC was on vacaction there (Korea, I think is everything happens) when all happen and now they have to return to their country because they're a student and the semester is about to start? You're awosme!

(there have been some pretty similar scenarios, but this one is certain MC will go back, so it’s a bit different from the rest!)

Yoosung

  • he’s so distressed
  • on one hand, he’s absolutely terrified of long distance relationships
  • mostly because he’s super affectionate and sometimes even clingy
  • and he’s scared MC will get bored of him 
  • but on the other hand he understands the importance of going back
  • the thought of him holding back MC is
  • horrible
  • he knows how hard it is to get into Uni, and how hard it is to keep up with it
  • he is mortified but he encourages MC to go
  • he doesn’t end up being as bad in long distance relationships?
  • he constantly misses MC, misses them a lot- he wants to hug! he wants to see them in real life!
  • but he knows that it’s for the best that they’re in America
  • he saves up so he can go to America on his break

Jaehee

  • it’s a bit like a blow to the stomach:
  • at first it hurts terribly
    • she’s shocked, and almost hurt- she feels like she might crumble down
    • she built so much with MC, a friendship that evolved to a relationship that is the happiest thing that has happened to her
    • and now they have to leave 
    • it hurts, it makes her cry a bit, and it doesn’t feel good
  • then, she has to lay down and rest for a bit
    • so alright, MC has to go, she needs to accept that
    • no roundabouts, no exeptions
    • the more she thinks about it, it starts hurting a bit less
    • with how close she and MC are… this will surely… not be so bad, right?
  • and afte a while, she stands up again
    • MC is leaving. okay, she’ll have to find a way to spend as much time as possible with them
    • make the most of their time in Korea, and make sure they understand she’ll love them even overseas
  • she absolutely destroys the idea of MC dropping out for her
  • she’s not worth leaving Uni for- she wants MC to pursue their dreams and if they need university for that, she’d hate to think of them dropping out over a relationship
  • timezones aren’t a problem for her- she hardly sleeps anyways (thanks jumin) so she can simply call when it’s a reasonable hour for MC, even if it’s horribly late in Korea

Zen

  • if Yoosung is cuddly, this man is just a thousand times that
  • at first the idea of not being able to just… see MC in person is heartbreaking
  • he doesn’t let that make MC worry for their relationship, though
  • he hasn’t done long-distance dating before, leave alone overseas long-distance relationships
  • but hey, video calls exist, right? he can always call MC and see their face, and they can see his face too
  • it’ll be like being there in person, right?
  • at first it’s though on him, because this is certainly not the relationship he’d dreamed of
  • but 
  • it’s certainly not bad at all!
  • it’s just different
  • whenever the media says he’s single he wants to physically fight the human representation of media sources
  • no!!! his lover is abroad asshats!!! you’re lucky MC can’t see this in american television and feel bad because if not you’d be catching THESE HANDS!!

Jumin

  • this is not as planned, this is not as planned, this is Not As Planned
  • a lot of wine that evening
  • seriously, a lot of wine
  • he has a lot of money- but not even he can make an entire University just
  • move to korea
  • and that’s the worst part
  • he can’t do anything about it
  • he, Jumin Han, who thought there’d be nothing too hard- that he could fix the troubles with his skills or his money, can’t do anything about this
  • for a moment, an unnerving thought may cross his mind- if MC stayed in his penthouse-
  • no, no, he’d never to that, he’d never, forget about that, it’s not correct, forget about it
  • Jumin isn’t the most used to video calling apart from video conferences- but thanks to MC, he learns how to call them and how to take their calls
  • he worries about the stress this will put on Elizabeth 3rd, because that cat loves MC as much as she loves Jumin- will it hurt Elizabeth as much as it will hurt him to not have MC around?
  • since he can’t buy MC things in person, he asks MC to make an amazon wishlist or something similar where he tends to buy a lot of stuff for MC when he feels down and wants to make them smile

707

  • that feel when you fall in love, deny it, push them away, end up accepting them and it ends up they have to leave the country for university
  • …haha
  • that’s… not very relatable, huh
  • he wants to say he’s ok
  • god he wants to act like this is no big deal
  • but can he? after he decided to finally openly love MC, to leave his past work behind…
  • can he?
  • MC’s love will be with him and he’ll love MC, even if oceans separate them- of that he’s sure
  • but will it seriously be ok?
  • how can he know MC is safe if they’re on another country?
  • can he even rest knowing MC might be in danger, even if just slightly?
  • he almost shuts himself off from the world with these thoughts in mind
  • he has to stop himself from doing that
  • it really takes a while before he can fully accept it
  • nothing is stopping him from hacking the college’s security cameras to check up on MC

Unknown

  • bad bad bad BAD BAD 
  • he thought he was over it
  • but just
  • MC overseas
  • far
  • far away
  • leaving him behind
  • how is he even supposed to do this?
  • MC says these things- they’ll still be dating! still together! please bear with this for a bit… we can talk everyday!
  • it’s all just white noise
  • it means nothing
  • behind, he’s being left behind, again-
  • the stress is almost too much
  • it’s almost impossible for him to come to terms with it
  • but he tries his best- if this is the only way to go forward, he wants to try
  • phonecalls, messages and videocalls are multiple times per day
  • he needs to talk to MC, to make sure they’re still here, that they haven’t left him, that they love him

V

  • as a more traditional romantic, it seems like it would be an inconvenience
  • but this man would be willing to walk into hell for MC
  • it’s a bit sad to think he won’t be able to take pictures of MC as they wake up in the morning, or take them out on dates
  • and it’s also saddening to him that he’ll only hear their voice distorted through the phone for a time now
  • but it’s not the worst
  • he’s been through worse before
  • he tries to focus on the time lying ahead on the future instead of what will happen after MC leaves
  • he starts planning for MC’s next vacation, telling them all his plans and the photos he plans on taking, about how he’ll take them to their favourite restaurant 
  • he feels like the house is empty, without the sound of MC’s casual activities present, but he never mentions it out of fear that it’d make MC feel guilty for leaving
Rain or Shine

Request: “heya! i loved ur draco fic “sanctuary” it was incredible! could i make a request for a long ish draco fic about the reader having a shitty few months and it feels like everything sucks, but draco her best friend starts saying all the wonderful times they are like yet to have, and includes them falling in love by accident, and then confesses his love for her and then smut? Xoxox”

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: depression, self-harm, negative thoughts. A lot of this writing is easy for me because I’ve been there, and I’m okay now. But if you’re not feeling too good, I’m always here to talk, I love you. P.S. I made this super fluffy bc Draco cares about you a lot :’) 

PART 2 

Originally posted by littleshivers210

The light peeking through the window stirred you, awakening your mind but somehow not your body. With lead in your arms and legs, you rolled to the side of your bed, checking the clock. You were once again late for class. Already a steady stream of tears was beginning to slide down your cheeks, and you pulled the duvet over your head. The last time you had slept in, you had received a very stern talking to by Professor McGonagall. And you were already so far behind on your transfiguration homework, your pile of responsibilities seemingly never ending.

Once again you let your thoughts wander where they should not go. To blood filled bathtubs and rivers running red. To the sound of a swinging rope, weighted with something heavy. To the feeling of nothing. You argued with your inner monologue, talking to yourself as you sobbed under the covers.

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