how did i not know about you before

BTS| Reaction to you Coming Home Late|

*Jin*

On your way up the stairs you see the light of your apartment on, giving you the insight that your boyfriend came home earlier than you. As you opened the door you could hear the sound of Mario Kart being played. Once you closed the door his head turned quickly causing him to slip on a banana peel in the game and groan. “Y/N why are you home so late? Where were you? Who were you with?” And here came the bombardment of questions from Jin. Nothing felt better than having someone worry about you this much. As soon as you told him that everyone was working late his furrowed eyebrows went back to their normal state, “Okay, but next time you come home late you’ll be punished.” With the game still playing you plop yourself right next to Jin get the second player control and proceed to play Mario Kart with him. “Jagiya you have no idea what your getting into.” How cocky of him. “Oppa, you seriously think I would go easy on you just because your worldwide handsome?” You giggle innocently after restarting your game.

*Yoongi*

You tip toe to your shared bedroom where you see Yoongi still sleeping. You run to the bathroom not bothering to turn on the light, you take off your make up, brush your teeth, and take your hair out of its pin trying to get ready for bed. Not wanting to wake him up you quickly go to your dresser and change into your pajamas and run to bed. Trying to quickly get into bed you trip stubbing your toe on the edge of your bed and end up falling on top of Yoongi. You freeze and hold yourself form moving, you stay laying on top of him,stiffly, for a few seconds,scared that you might have woken him up and causing him to get angry. You feel him snake his arms around your waist trapping you in his warm embrace. “Where do you think you’re going now?”, whispering into your neck. “I waited for you for so long I slept so now you stay here.” Feeling his hot breath on your neck, rising and falling steadily like a soothing beat you feel at peace against him. “Nothing could be better than right here” you reply back into his already sleeping form.

*Namjoon*

“Y/N where are you?” This phone call was the only way to call Namjoon down before he goes into over protective boyfriend mode. “I’m right around the corner I’ll see you soon” with that you hang up the phone call, not wanting to take up anymore of your phone battery seeing as it’s in the low twenties. Crossing the street as soon as the light turns green you see a tall figure running in your direction. Worried at this time of night you reach in your bag ready to pull out your spray, you start walking towards your home. Once the figure gets closer to you, the streetlight illuminates his features and you recognize the visuals of your boyfriend and calm down, putting your spray back into its compartment. “Joonie, why would you come out at this time.” An annoyed tone prominent in your voice. “I was making sure you got home safe since your coming home late. “It’s really cold out tonight” he says while zipping his sweater all the way up.

*Hoseok*

Normally working in the studio wasn’t that bad but today you felt exhausted from having to do so much. From working on songs, to getting everyone coffee, to even filling in for missing dancers, your feet felt like they couldn’t handle another step. The only thing that helped make your day a little better was Hoseok. In those little moments that you got to see him with the boys he stole glances your way and made sure to send you flying kisses which absolutely made you giggle. The best part of your day was when you got home after that long and tiring day, seeing your Hobi dancing to a random song on the screen of the TV. He didn’t realize you had came home,seeing as he was to concentrated in his own choreography, until you let your things fall with a thud and you lay down on the couch. He went to the bedroom and came out two minutes later with bottles of lotion and a pillow. Putting the pillow on your neck and massaging your feet without hesitation. “Thank you Hobi”, you said with a sigh. “I know you worked hard today (Y/N), I just want to make you feel better.”

*Jimin*

Closing the door shut to your front door you walk to the kitchen wanting a late night snack. There was no time for a lunch break because of how many calls you had coming in. There were always a few days like this a year but this one had been the craziest of all seeing as Christmas was near. You turn on the light above the oven not wanting to bother Jimin in the bedroom since the all the lights were off. Putting on your earphones to listen to some music while cooking, you slightly sway your hips in tune with the beat. You’re almost done with cooking your meals when you feel cold, strong arms wrap around your waist causing you to jump back. “Mmm, jagiya it smells so good.” Nuzzling his head into the curve of your neck, you could feel his eyelashes tickiling you and his eyes drooping from being woken up without warning. You turn around to face him, “I made enough for the both of us.”, you say with a triumphant smile. “There’s something else I want.” and with that he picks you up and takes you to the bedroom.

*Taehyung*

You find Taehyung in the cutest sleeping position you’ve ever seen, with his legs in the form of a four and his arms hugging your pillow close to his face. Seeing as he shifts in his sleep regularly, you run to your bag getting your phone out and taking close to a million pictures of him. It was dark in your room but you didn’t want to wake him up, you risk taking one picture with flash on. He doesn’t wake up the first time so you try it again, only this time he sits up with brows confused and eyes still closed. You walk to the bed and whisper in his ear, “You looked so cute sleeping I couldn’t help myself” You see his cheeks tinge pink and he hugs you to his chest laying you down with him. “Y/N lets go to sleep I wasn’t comfortable without you here.” That comment surprised you, “Wait, so you just let me take pictures of you.” He laughs into your back,”Jagi, you have no idea how many pictures I have of you.”

*Jungkook*

The Maknae whose good at everything, was not so good at waiting. You start running towards your house knowing that you were running late. Jungkook will not like that I’m late, you think to yourself. Walking through the house you don’t see Jungkook, you sigh in relief as you think you made it home before he did. “Just why do you think your in the clear?” You hear his voice booming through your bedroom walls. You groan this time knowing that he wasn’t too happy about it. “I’m sorry Kookie, but I got caught up at work and I left my keys in my desk so I had to go back up and get them which delayed me even more, and there was still traffic at this time.” You hear him sigh as he can’t help but not be angry at you once you called him Kookie and explain everything that happened. “Hurry up and get in bed, it must have been a long day. I’ll even play with your hair until you fall asleep” Since he hates playing with your hair because his arm gets tired you jump at the opportunity and jump into bed with him.

Soulmates can communicate through thoughts AU
  • ‘Oreos are in aisle 5. Wait. Are we in the same store?’ AU
  • ‘The answer to Question 4 is 26, please stop thinking so hard about it,  I had that exam paper too’ AU
  • ‘Hi I’m your neighbour and I can help you with that recipe you’ve just been confused about if you’d like’ AU
  • ‘Stop worrying about the test, I’ve learned more from you studying than I have all semester’ AU
  • ‘I know we haven’t talked before but you’re upset about something someone said and I want you to know they’re a piece of shit for saying that, don’t let it get to you’ AU
  • ‘Why are you thinking about frogs in space at 4am? I’m trying to sleep and now I’m thinking about frogs in space suits too’ AU
  • ‘Soulmates start to hear one another’s thoughts on their 18th birthdays so happy birthday! I guess’ AU
  • ‘You keep thinking about how much you want to hurt yourself and I really don’t want you to go down the path I did, it’ll get better, I promise’ AU
  • ‘You should just go ask them out, you’ve been thinking about them all day every day for months and it’s driving me nuts’ AU
  • ‘Hey soulmate, whoever you are?. I’m bored waiting for class/a bus/train, wanna chat?’ AU
  • ‘I don’t know why I’m helping you break into a house but their safe is under the left bedside table and the code is 1982. You’re welcome’ AU
  • ‘You’ve been studying for 16 hours without a break, please go get some food or something, I’m concerned about you’ AU
  • ‘You’re in the next movie theater watching the movie that’s about to start in mine and I swear to God if you spoil anything I’ll find out who you are and strangle you’ AU
What is wrong with that?

I love TCC with a true love. Really I do. I treat it very seriously, I do. It means a lot to me. I want you to know that. But…

Let’s stop for a second and look at thousands of people on Tumblr who are talking about their teachers and how perfect they are… When I was with all this alone I just felt weird about myself and tried to accept it but now when I know how many people has “the same” crush as me… It’s quite weird. What we did to get involved in all this? What’s wrong with us? Can’t we love people at our age? How this happen? Was it all years before or are we just that fucked up now? What?! Thousands… Talking about their love for their teachers. It’s scary for people outside.

I’m not attacking, trust me. I just wonder…

I’m part of it, so I accept and respect everything in here, but really… Who started this? How? When? Why?

Love you Guys, I just wanted to share thoughts. Don’t hurt me for that. Love you all!

anonymous asked:

wait what??? young k had a radio schedule today? how did i not know :'( what did you say???

yeah, it just ended like 10 minutes ago but i also only found out about it recently like an hour before he was on.. 

i just said “welcome young k (hint !!!:  that’s how you get them to read your comments lol) who’s here by himself. i succeeded in na tour ticketing yesterday (he gasped lol) so i’m excited that i can’t study. what do you do when you can’t study?”
(it was relevant cause they were talking about him being a student) 
and then he said “i don’t study. when you can’t study, don’t study. do it when you can” or something like that and i was like .. k bri, such a big help you are but honestly, SAME. 


The Avesnes Aristocracy - 52

Isaac was just about to leave the dining hall after he finished his homework when Annabelle crossed his path. ‘Oh, hey,’ he said, smiling awkwardly at the beautiful girl in front of him. Poor Isaac really didn’t know how to handle girls. He was kind of afraid of them. They were such beautiful and mysterious creatures but their emotions were like rollercoasters and he definitely did not want to upset Annabelle, who looked like she was about to spit fire. 
‘Can you get out of my way please Isaac? I need to get this stupid homework done before tomorrow. You’d think our teacher would take Celeste’s birthday into account and not give us any homework but what does that pleb know about important stuff anyways, right?’
Isaac decided it was better to stare at Annabelle’s feet instead of her face. ‘Yeah, you’re right. It’s stupid. Are you okay? You seem a little upset. I thought I saw you fight with Herbert through the window. I don’t know what he said but, I don’t understand how anyone could argue with you really… I-I would never argue with a p-pretty girl like you.’
He looked up at her face, curious to her reaction and was pleasantly surprised by a very special smile that Annabelle hadn’t shown to anyone yet since she aged up unto a child. ‘Well you’re absolutely right, Isaac! No one should argue with someone like me. It’s nice to know you understand how it all works around here. Even if you’re an Ivanov.’
He didn’t know what that last part meant, but her pretty smile was enough of a reward for him.
‘Now, I should go make my homework. If you want, you can give Herbert a punch in the face for me? That’d be great, thanks,’ Annabelle said right before she dropped down onto a dining chair and continued to ignore him.
P-punch Herbert?! Well, he certainly wasn’t going to do that. He did admire Annabelle’s fury though! Such a powerful girl she was. He could only dream of ever being strong enough to stand by her side…

shalomstardust  asked:

I am going to kill you how did you know that was my favorite meme

I just love how hotel mario has once again risen from the ashes of its slow death to bring hilarity and joy just from it existing and interrupting whatever other “special preview” or “unfound footage”

like this isn’t even a good meme, it’s just Hey Guys I Totally Found This Secret In This Ancient-Ass Game, Never Before Seen, and then hotel mario shows up and that’s it

it’s so dumb and pointless and that’s kind of the great thing about it

Major Discovery: BotW’s Adventure Log = Link’s Diary?!

SERIOUSLY.

(Spoiler Alert)

At this point, our beloved game Breath of the Wild has been out for around half a year already. If you have played the game, you are probably very familiar with the Adventure Log feature in BotW that helps you keep track of all your missions and side quests. Or else its pretty much impossible to remember if you were catching chickens for this guy or collecting weapons to show that kid who’s boss.

But here’s the thing- Have you ever thought about the Adventure Log’s origin? Who or what is helping Link keep track of his missions?

If your answer is the Sheikah Slate or the “system”, which is what I’ve always thought, I’m gonna go ahead and assume you own an European/American copy of the game. Because apparently, in the Japanese version of the game, there is evidence that shows that LINK is the one who wrote the adventure log to keep track of his own journey.

“Ok… So what?”

So Link wrote the Adventure Log. Big deal. It’s not like this is gonna change the gameplay in any way.

…True. However, Link didn’t JUST record his missions in the Adventure Log. According to the Japnese version, Link would often type up some of his own thoughts and comments on what he was doing aside from his current objectives. This could give us a deeper insight of Link’s character.

Here’s an example:

This is what shows up after you complete The Hero’s Sword quest. The content of the two versions are very similar, but notice the use of “自分” (myself) in pic 1. This is evidence that the adventure log is written by Link, who’s talking about himself in first person narrative, instead of “the system”. With that in mind, the Japanese version can be translated to:

(I) Finally retrieved the legendary Master Sword. (I) Don’t know if it’s just an illusion, but the sword itself seems to be delighted about this.

To this moment, Princess Zelda is still inside Hyrule Castle, fighting to suppress the Calamity.

She is still holding on to the faith in me, believing that I will definitely come for her…!

But with the power (that I have) now, can she really be saved (by myself)…?

You see what they did there?

The English version replaced every first person pronoun Link has used with “you”!

As someone who owns an American copy, and has never set the system language to Japanese, I was absolutely SHOCKED when I was told about this (credits at the end).

Remember how we could find diaries of NPCs all across Hyrule? Link’s was right under our noses this whole time!

Now that you know about this, does your adventure log seem a bit different from before?

(I) finished visiting all 13 of the locations in the old pictures. I remembered everything I’ve been through together with Princess Zelda.

In those memories (of mine), Princess Zelda always strived to complete the task burdened onto her…

Even if it’s just a moment sooner, (I) want to save her as quickly as possible

(I) want to see her smile again, with these eyes (of my own).

The translation on this one is just OFF. I can’t believe the English version completely omitted the last part, and replaced it with some kind of mission instruction.

Link has been fighting all this time to see Princess Zelda’s smile again with his own eyes.

 …*sniff*

Not to mention those side quest logs. Once you realize that all of the entries were written by Link himself, the seemingly trivial information recorded in those suddenly opens up so many more hidden sides of Link. It basically re-introduced Link as someone with normal human emotions instead of the silent hero depicted throughout the game.

The caring Link, who was worried about a girl he only met twice for putting herself in danger:

…(I) ventured inside and found part of the Royal Guard’s Series, famous among equipment collectors.

When those were shown to Parcy, the traveler at the stable, her curiosity about it seem to be provoked more than ever (by me). (I) Hope she won’t do anything reckless…


The compassionate Link, who felt glad for other peoples’ happiness:

As a sign of appreciation for bringing the town together and as compensation for the work done (by me), a hefty amount of gems that were unearthed during the town’s construction were given by Hudson (to me).

(I) wish the couple could live happily ever after.


The reckless Link, who apparently felt thrilled when he managed to knock out some monsters with his new companion:

(I) captured the giant horse in Taobab Grasslands

So that’s why. It’s indeed a really big horse. It trampled whatever kind of monster in its way with ease when it galloped. That was really cool.  

When it was brought back to Straia (by me), he was very surprised.


Link the foodie, who carefully noted down new recipes he learned along the way for future use: 

(I) brought Kiana the goat butter and hearty blueshell snail required for cooking seafood paella. She shared some of the dish (with me) as thanks!

/////Recipe/////


The playful Link, who tried to mimic the way Gorons speak- by adding “goron” at the end of every sentence- after he passed the Test of Will and became one of the bros:

……

Ah… (I) kinda want to write down Kabetta’s Bro Motto, but there’s not enough space goron?

That’s too bad goron…


The empathetic Link, who felt nervous for the guy in this side quest, then relieved when the couple finally got together:


…and… THIS:

The last line on the left is the Japanese equivalent of What the heck…

I guess the statue is a bit too weird even for our great adventurer.


Finally, we have the entry that shows up after you complete the DLC trial:

(I) finally conquered the merciless Trial of the Sword.

……

(I believe that) Princess Zelda would be quite happy about how much I’ve improved


As we all know, Breath of the Wild is a game that focuses a lot on the freedom given to the players. Even the main story line is broken down into the form of memories, waiting for the players to find. As the players venture on into the wild, they would eventually find the information they need to learn about this world. The amazing amount of details you can find about Hyrule and its people is an important reason why BotW is so attractive.

On the contrary, the info available about our protagonist is very limited. The only piece of description that directly describes Link is in Zelda’s diary, where she points out that he is a very quiet person, and that’s it for our hero.

…NOT!!

Link had always had the most extensive character description. Right under our noses.

Nintendo got us. They got us GOOD.

But now we know.

SIX months after the game’s launch.

…Better late than never.

End.


P.S.: Fun fact about BotW Link- he seems to like the sand seal game a lot. Of all the entires about racing minigames, the sand seal game is the only one where Link wrote “(I’ll) try to get a better score next time!

He’s so adorable I can’t //////


CREDITS

Disclaimer: I did not discover this.

This discovery was made by a Chinese gamer @atomaruU about a week ago. To make sure that her theory is correct, she cross referenced the English version of the game, only to discover that the language is completely emotionless and robotic. Therefore, to allow more people to see who Link REALLY is, I was asked to write this post based on the Chinese article she published. 

Her Twitter: https://twitter.com/atomaruU

Tweet Link: https://twitter.com/atomaruU/status/902172455661211649

Chinese article Link: http://weibo.com/ttarticle/p/show?id=2309404145837893616605

Pic credits: @lulubuu0609 (She’s an amazing artist btw check out her blog)

Hope you enjoyed this :3    

Random Questions For LGBT Ladies #LGBTask

Below are some questions pertaining to LGBT+ women, conveniently categorized. Have others send you random numbers (there’s 130 of them), or simply answer them yourself. Please reblog!

SEXUALITY & COMING OUT:
1. How do you define your sexuality?
2. What pronouns do you use to identify yourself?
3. At what age did you first suspect that you are sexually attracted to other girls?
4. At what age did you come to terms with your sexuality?
5. Did you have an “aha I like girls” moment or was it more of a gradual realization?
6. How did your sexuality make you feel before you came out?
7. How did you become comfortable with your sexuality?
8. At what age did you first come out?
9. Who was the first person you came out to? How did they take it?
10. Do your parents know about your sexuality?
11. How out are you?
12. Do you now identify as something different than when you first came out?
13. Was anyone surprised when you came out or did people seem to already know?
14. Has coming out lost you any friends?
15. How soon after meeting someone do you usually tell them about your sexuality?
16. How difficult do you find it to sympathize with straight women?
17. Have you ever wished you were completely straight?
18. Agree or disagree: Everyone is at least a little bit gay.
19. If you are not a lesbian, about what percentage of the time do you find yourself attracted to other girls?
20. Do you think it is possible to be a true 50/50 bisexual, or is the percentage always skewed towards one gender?
21. How often do you find yourself trying to sneak a peek or stare at a cute girl?
22. How accurate is your gaydar?

RELATIONSHIPS & DATING:
23. What is your current relationship status?
24. What is the longest relationship you’ve been in? Are you still with that person?
25. Do you remember anything about the first time you kissed another girl?
26. Are you a virgin? If not, what gender did you lose your virginity to?
27. What is your ideal first date?
28. What personality trait are you most attracted to?
29. How flirty are you?
30. Would you ever want to get married, if not already?
31 Do you want have children someday?
32. Would you ever want to give birth?
33. How often are you asked if you have a boyfriend?
34. Have you ever liked or dated a girl with the same name as you?
35. Have you ever been on your period the same time as a girlfriend?
36. Have you and a girlfriend ever been mistaken for sisters?
37. Have you ever been in a long distance relationship?
38. Have you ever dated a guy?
39. Has a girl ever dumped you for a guy? Have you?
40. Has another girl ever hit on you?
41. Have you ever had a crush on a straight girl?
42. Have you ever had a crush on a woman who’s significantly older than you?
43. Would you ever date a trans woman?
44. Have you ever had a profile on a LGBT dating website or app?
45. Where do you think is the best place to meet a potential lover?
46. Do you consider yourself a hopeless romantic?

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:
47. Have you ever cut your hair super short? If not, would you ever want to?
48. Is your nose pierced?
49. What is your opinion on septum/bull nose piercings?
50. Do you have any tattoos? If so, of what and where?
51. How muscular are you?
52. Are you or have you ever been a tomboy?
53. Have you ever been told that you don’t look gay, or that you’re too pretty to be gay?
54. Have you ever been mistaken as a dude?

FASHION STYLE:
55. Do you wear skirts and dresses? If so, how often?
56. Do you wear high heels? If so, how often?
57. How much jewelry do you typically wear?
58. How much makeup do you typically wear?
59. How often do you wear a bra?
60. How often do you wear flannel?
61. Have you ever worn a suit?
62. Do you wear any shoes such as combat boots, Doc Martins or Timberlands?
63. Do you carry a purse?
64. Do you wear any hats such as snapbacks or beanies?
65. Have you ever worn any men’s clothing?
66. Have you ever dressed in complete drag?
67. Have you ever shared clothes with a girlfriend?
68. If you want to get married, do you think you will wear a dress?

ENTERTAINMENT:
69. Who is your favorite LGBT celebrity?
70. Have you ever watched The L Word?
71. Have you ever watched Will & Grace?
72. Have you ever watched RuPaul’s Drag Race?
73. How well do you feel LGBT women are portrayed on television?
74. Do you listen to any LGBT musicians (i.e. Tegan & Sara, Melissa Etheridge, Chely Wright, Elton John, Sam smith, George Michael, Adam Lambert)?
75. Do you watch any LGBT YouTubers?
76. Do you have a favorite LGBT themed movie?
77. Do you have a favorite LGBT themed blog or website?
78. Do you read any LGBT magazines?
79. Have you read any LGBT themed literature? If so, do you have any recommendations?
80. Is there such a thing as “good” lesbian porn?

THIS OR THAT:
81. Boobs or butts?
82. Beer or wine?
83. Ellen or Portia?

BEING (SOMEWHAT) RANDOM:
84. How much do you like cats?
85. Have you ever been to a gay bar or a gay club?
86. How many LGBT friends do you have?
87. Do you have any LGBT relatives?
88. Have you ever used any words (or variations of) such as lesbian, queer, gay, or homosexual as a password?
89. How outdoorsy are you?
90. Have you ever driven an SUV, Jeep, or pickup truck?
91. How many rainbow items do you own?
92. Have you ever celebrated National Coming Out Day (Oct. 11)?
93. Have you ever participated in the National Day of Silence?
94. Have you ever attended a GSA (Gay Straight Alliance) type of club?
95. Have you ever attended a PFLAG (Parents & Friends of Lesbians and Gays) meeting?
96. Have you ever attended a gay or lesbian wedding?
97. Have you ever been part of a softball team?
98. Do you skateboard or longboard at all?
99. Do you play any video games?

FROM 1-10, HOW ATTRACTIVE ARE:
100. Muscular women?
101. Women who wear glasses?
102. Women who are covered with tattoos?
103. Women who are covered with piercings?
104. Curvy/plus-sized women?
105. Women with short hair?
106. Highly intelligent women?
107. Tall women (i.e. around 1.83 meters/6 feet or taller)?
108. Masculine/butch women?

GETTING SERIOUS:
109. What does equality mean to you?

110. Do you consider yourself a feminist?
111. Do you eat meat at all?
112. Are you religious at all?
113. Did you vote for Hillary Clinton?
114. How do you feel when platonic female friends refer to each other as girlfriends?
115. How do you feel when people use the word gay to mean things such as stupid, dumb, boring, or idiotic?
116. Are you comfortable with terms such as lezzie, lesbo, dyke, homo, or tranny?
117. What are your views on gender identity and bathroom use?
118. Do you have any opinions on LGBT people in the military?
119. Have you ever been called a gay slur?
120. Have you ever been queer bashed?
121. Have you ever been discriminated against because of your sexuality or gender identity? If so, please explain.
122. Does it really get better?
123. How did you feel on June 26, 2015?
124. How accepting of LGBT people is the city/community you live in?
125. Have you ever tried to “pray the gay away”?
126. How annoyed are you with how heteronormative society is?
127. What LGBT stereotype do you most disagree with?
128. Is there anything about the LGBT community that you wish you knew before coming out?
129. What advice would you give to a girl who is struggling to figure out her sexuality?
130. What advice would you give yo a girl who is struggling to come out?

5

James as a sniper

for Anonymous

You sent your CV and got a call back? Congratulations. But now you’re facing the most frightening part of the job: the interview. 

No honestly, I’m joking, this isn’t as bad as we were told. And here’s what I learnt from it.

1. Stay NATURAL

You almost have the job. Don’t try to impress them too much, just stay faithful to who you are. Wear casual clothes, not a lot of make up, tie your hair (or at least brush it) and if you are wearing nailpolish, check that it isn’t cracked. Honestly, wearing cracked nailpolish during an interview just says that you’re messy and not organised. Don’t forget to smile, no one would like to hire someone always grumpy!

2. Do your homework

Remember the description of the job? Well that’s very important, state all the criterias that was asked in the description and make sure to tell your interviewer that you’ve got all the qualities the job requires. 

Learn about the company, when was it created, do they have other shops, what do they sell/do, what are the prices and what type of people will you have to face. Google is your best friend for that.

3. Get ready to answer questions

It’s D-Day, you’re sat at the table and the interviewer is here. Get ready for the questions. Nothing exciting to be fair. “Why do you think you’ll be good at this job?” “What brought you to apply to this job?” “Did you know about *the company* before?” 

And then they will ask you about your skills. Learn your CV and don’t hesitate to repeat it and add more details. For exemple: “I know how to work in a team very well because ….*add previous experience*”. They sometimes ask you how people would describe you or what are your flaws/qualities. Be honest. 

If you don’t have any experience, put everything on your skills and link them to school. Interviewers know if you have experience or not. They will also understand that you’ve been focused on your studies and that’s okay. Don’t try to hide it, be proud of it.

4. Interview your interviewer

Your interviewer will ask you a lot of questions but at some point he will ask you if you have any questions. And now, honey, it will be your time TO SHINE. Fire away, honestly it’s very embarassing to have nothing to say, it’s a bit like “oh well, just taking the job, not really fussed about anything”. Find something! Are you allowed nailpolish, do you have a uniform, what time do they open, are they closed during holiday, what will be your salary, do you have days off, will you have a training session, etcAsk everything on your mind, it will show your interviewer you’re at least interessed by the job.

5. Don’t rush anything

The interview is almost over. The interviewer might ask you when you can start. Never say “right now”. Say “tomorrow” or “next week” instead. Wait a bit, talk to your family/friends about the job to make sure you’re making the right decision. If you can, wait until you can have at least a glimpse at the contract because sometimes the interviewer doesn’t tell you everything about the job (how many hours, how much you’re paid). Wait for them to call you back. And when leaving, you can mention “that you’re looking foward to hearing from them again soon”!!!


I hope this masterpost was helpful and that you’ll nail your interview. If you have any other questions, you know where to find me! Reblog to help your fellow friends if you thought this was useful

Check out my other masterpost on how to improve your résumé or my masterposts.

- Aly xo

  • *Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw Potions*
  • Molly: *setting up her cauldron*
  • Sherlock: *watching her*
  • Sherlock: *annoyed* How much shampoo did you use this morning, Molly?
  • Molly: *confused* Sorry?
  • Sherlock: Bit excessive, don't you think?
  • Molly: *frowns* The usual. Why? What's wrong with it?
  • Sherlock: *sighs* Nothing *setting up his work* It's distracting.
  • Molly: *offended* Distracting? What about you? You smell like you slept in a coffee shop.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I've had one cup. Don't you like it?
  • Molly: *scoffs* Whatever. Shut up.
  • Professor Slughorn: *enters* Settle down, class, and direct your attention to the front of the class. More specifically *taps a cauldron* Amortentia! The most powerful love potion in the world.
  • Sherlock & Molly: ...
  • Professor Slughorn: It is said to have a different aroma for everyone who smells it, reminding each person of the things that they find most attractive
  • Sherlock & Molly: *glance at each other*
Temptation || Park Chanyeol

Originally posted on naver.

Content: 12k graphic smut fuckboy!chanyeol au

Note: Thank you for my girls’ hard work for reading this filthy work of mine and make it presentable for everyone @acidtrippings @ananou59  ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

p.s. I know y’all need some fuckboy!chanyeol after that nude he leaked….

You just broke up with your boyfriend, and the fuckboy at school just happened to be your best-friend..


SATURDAY 7PM

Sehun: Don’t forget about the party at Baekhyun’s tonight

Sehun: 9PM you know the drill ;)

You were amused by the fact that Sehun felt the need to remind you about the party you proposed for the boys to host. Last week, a party was supposed to be held after their football game but suddenly turned messy after a different school’s team crashed it. So you took initiative to host another party at Baekhyun’s house.

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BTS Reaction to their s/o getting insulted on TV.

Request: Can you do a reaction to when they(bts) is mc with another idol and that idol insults their s/o on live tv?

A/N: So its here, i kept it simple and went straight to the insult. I know it’s savage and this attitude shouldn’t be allowed on tv and bla bla, but i think bts would do anything for the person they love so ENJOY IT


SEOKJIN

“So you’re dating the ugly y/n? You don’t deserve that”

“You’re damn right, no one deserves a queen like her. Truth be told, you don’t even deserve to pronunce her name”

YOONGI
“You should have gone for someone prettier, maybe an idol”
“Not all idols are pretty, i mean, look at you”

HOSEOK

“You’re a dancer, a good one, have you ever thought about taking y/n to dance with you? Maybe her figure could improve”

“And you? Have you ever thought about joining me? Maybe you improve your dancing skills, even tho i don’t know if I can consider what you do dancing.”

NAMJOON
“No offence, you can do whatever you want with your life but why y/n? Get yourself a skinny girl, you can do better”
“One, two, three-”
“What? Are you counting all the times she tried to diet and failed?”
“No, im counting how many seconds you have left before i punch you”

JIMIN

“Heard you got yourself a girlfriend, where did you find her? In the trash?”

“Just because you come from there doesn’t mean everyone else does”

TAEHYUNG

“Heard you’re datting y/n, are you looking for something better? I mean you deserve better, her voice is so annoying and she’s ugly”

“Yeah I am looking for someone better”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah im looking for someone better to mc with because i don’t like sharing my air with shit, i didn’t even know shits could talk until you opened your mouth”

JEONGGUK

“How did you find a girl so big? Why do you even like her?”
“Aw man, don’t worry. Size s not that important. Don’t feel bad for being small, I’m sure some people find pleasure in that too” (ex. refering to his dick just in case)

Our Little Secret - Part Thirteen

Summary: Your and Dean’s fight hits you hard, you don’t know how to fix it, you don’t know how to talk it out and now you have to work a case that hits a little too close to home.

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Characters: Dean, Sam, Reader

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Kink(s)/Square Filled: Touch Starvation for @spnkinkbingo

Word Count: 6500

Warnings:language, fighting, angst, smut, oral, feels

A/N: Thank you so much for reading. I’m really loving these character and this series. Thank you for your wonderful responses. I also love the debate that this made last night, it’s so special to see people invested enough in these characters that they pick sides. A special thank you to the people who looked this over for me @atc74 and @sylverminx

This is unbetaed, all mistakes are my own

***THE TAGLIST FOR THIS SERIES IS CLOSED**

The tears stream down your face, hot and messy, you don’t bother to brush them away. You don’t know where you were planning on going, your feet are stuck here in the dimly lit parking lot as your eyes search, brain on overdrive trying to think of something, anything to make this better.

A hand on your shoulder makes you fling around, scared, you hadn’t heard Sam walk up behind you, “Y/N?”

You don’t say anything, just wrap your arms around your friend and let him pull you against him as he tells you that everything is going to be alright.

His arms loosen and he pulls your face up, “Where are you going?”

“I-I don’t know,” you sob, the words tumbling out.

“Come on,” he wraps his arm around your shoulders, “nothing’s open now anyways.”

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BTS Reaction - You not being able to STAND the morning after

Requested

  • REQUESTS STILL OPEN BTW

Seokjin (Jin)

“Y/N get up” He’d lightly nudge you but you winced the aftershocks of the night before till coursing through your body, “y/n? Are you okay?” Jin would automatically bolt up right to see if you were okay but you blushed and he instantly knew why. He chuckled.

“Don’t laugh it was your fault!” You’d pout turning over gently to face away from him, he’d keep chuckling then lean down and kiss your temple.

“I know I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself, don’t worry I’ll bring you breakfast in bed” He’d whisper and chuckle away to himself as you stayed in bed not wanting to move.

Namjoon (Rapmonster)

You try moving your legs to get out the bed but you stop your core aching, you utter a curse word under your breath and slowly lie back down before Joon came out of the shower-the door opened just as you did.

“Y/N? You look like you’re in pain?” Namjoon would say leaning against the threshold of the door in joggers and a tank top, you cough awkwardly and try not to wince as you led down.

“Yeah I’m fine don’t worry.” You’d brush off not wanting him to tease you about it,

“The handcuffs were your idea.” Is all he would say with a fat smirk on his face as he casually turned back into the bathroom leaving you with your mouth open.

Yoongi (Suga)

Suga would automatically know what was wrong as you flinched when he placed a hand on your thigh.

“AHA! I knew you’d be like this but no you had to make me go faster…..and faster.” He’d tease nibbling your earlobe as you groaned and tried shoving him away earning a low chuckle from him.

“I didn’t know you’d be that rough.” You lie once again causing Suga to burst out with a laugh.

“Oh Y/N how you amuse me.”

Hoseok (J-Hope)

Hope would be at your side in second trying to help you out of bed wondering what on earth got you in a state like this but as soon as you winced clenching your thighs he snorted letting you fall back on the bed shocking you.

“And I was about to feel sorry for you.” He’d say smirking before flopping down next to you,

“You should! You did this-“

“I warned you I wouldn’t stop but you just kept…begging.” He’d laugh rolling over so he could snuggle into the crook of your neck, you rolled your eyes.

Taehyung (V)

“How’re you that sore? It was only 9 rounds?” Tae would say seriously beguiled as you and him could go at it for hours, you shot him a death glare as you layed on your back not being able to move.

“You got other things involved.” You’d blush remembering the toys.

“Now Y/N don’t act like you didn’t love it.” He’d tease scurrying intop of you making you jump, he’d look down at you cocking a brow while he lowered his crotch down slightly so he brushed against you.

“Tae dont.” You warned not be able to another round.

“Awh come on might is well make it 10 while we’re here.”

Jimin

Jimin would immediately know what’s wrong not being able to help himself and laugh bringing the sheets over his head in embarrassment, you looked over your shoulder as you sat on the edge of the bed in pain.

“Jimin it’s not funny I was meant to meet people today.” You whine knowing the rounds you did last night wouldn’t let you leave today.

“Why do you think I went so rapid on you?” Hed tease and you’d hear him shuffle up behind you feeling his hot breath in your neck, “I’ll care for you today jagi” he promises kissing your bare shoulder.

Jungkook

“I’m not aplogising it was blatantly your fault.” He’d laugh besides you as you huffed and puffed at your soreness, you shot him a death glare and he rolls his eyes at you.

“Last time I checked you’re the one who has the dick to be able to do this to me.” You hiss crossing your arms as you tilted your head to the right to look up at him, he raises his hands up

“Aye you know my stamina, you know what happens when you and me get down. You should’ve known especially when you were dressed like that.”

The One Where Everybody Finds Out

this took me about five hours appreciate this (based on the Friends episode obviously)


Hermione and Pansy were sitting at the bay window talking about unimportant things. The feud between the Gryffindor and Slytherin ceased to exist after the war and especially after the eighth years got stuck in one space together. This happened, of course, when they found there was not enough room for the eighth years in their respective common rooms (though Hermione always had the sneaking suspicion that Professor McGonagall just wanted more inter-house unity).

Their meaningless conversation suddenly stops when Hermione gets up to retrieve a book she left by the fireplace. Pansy stared out across the quidditch pitch where she noticed two boys get off their brooms. She immediately recognized them as Harry and Draco. “Hey, look it’s Harry and Draco.” She called out to Hermione. They were extremely close, but Pansy blamed that on the distance she was looking at them from. She saw Harry slither his arm around Draco and pull him closer so their chests were touching. “Ahh!” Pansy exclaimed at the action.

“What?” Hermione ran back, a worried expression settled on her face.

“Ahh! Harry and Draco! Harry and Draco!” She pointed in their direction where Harry had just looked around the field before snogging Draco vigorously. “Oh my eyes!” She looked away as if she just saw something purely revolting. “My eyes!”

Hermione attempted to calm her down by yelling over her. “No Pansy, it’s okay! It’s okay!”

“They’re kissing!” She yelled, still in a state of panic.

“I know! I know!” Hermione exclaimed, yelling louder so that Pansy would hear her.

“You know!” She yelled back, incredulously.

“Yes, I know! And Ron knows, but no one else does so you have to stop screaming!” Hermione recalled the day when she opened one of Harry’s letters by mistake. It was the most horrible thing she’d ever read in her life and she didn’t dare repeat those words to anyone. That is until Ron gave hints that he knew what was going on, so Hermione being Hermione, forced the truth out of her boyfriend and found out that he had caught them snogging in their shared dorm room a while back. Neither of them have spoken about the two boys being in a relationship since.

Just then Neville walked through the entrance to the empty common room. “Hey, what’s going on?” Both girls screamed in surprise, but Hermione turned it into joyus yelping while Pansy stood behind her with a look of shock still on her face.

Hermione jumped around Neville so that he had to turned and was no longer facing the window where, as Pansy looked back, the two boys were still trying to suck each others faces off. “Nothing! We’re just so happy that exams are over!”

Neville’s face softened now that he was assured that there was no danger present. “Yeah, we’re all pretty hap-” But as he turned to meet Pansy, she mimicked the jumpy excitement of Hermione so that he was, again, facing away from the window.

Both girls were jumping up and down and yelping in excitement until they were sure their friends had finished their make out session. They stopped abruptly and were thankful that no one else walked into the common room while they were in that state of chaos. The girls sat back down at the bay window, which left a confused Neville standing in the middle of the room.

Once they common room was empty again, Pansy launched into questions about the couple. “So you mean all those times that Draco and Harry said they were studying or when Draco said he was owling a friend from Beauxbatons?”

Hermione nodded and sipped the tea that she conjured for the both of them. “Yup. Doing it and writing dirty letters to each other.” Hermione shuddered at the thought of the letter she read that led to her discovery of their relationship.

“I can’t believe it!” She exclaimed for what seemed the thousandth time today. “I think it’s great… for Harry.” She took a sip of her tea. “Draco might be able to do better.” Pansy stated honestly. They heard the common room door opened and whipped their heads around only to see Ron walk in. They both let out breaths of relief as Hermione called him over.

“Guess what? Pansy just found out about Draco and Harry.”

Ron’s eyes widened. “You mean how they’re friends and nothing more?” His voice was laced with panic.

Hermione paused of a moment while she drew in a breath. Sometimes she found Ron’s slowness on the uptake endearing, however sometimes it tested her patience. “No, Ron she knows. They were on the Quidditch pitch and she saw them snogging through the window.”

Ron’s face relaxed, which told Hermione that he understood the situation.

“Okay wait,” Pansy interrupted. “So they know that you know,” She pointed at Ron. “but they don’t know that Hermione knows?”

He looked confused by the phrasing of the question and had to think for a moment before answering. “Yes, but none of that matters now. Now enough of us know that we could just tell them that we know, and all the lying and the secrets will finally be over!” He said happily.

Pansy interrupted again, this time a smirk playing on her lips. “Or we could not tell them and have a little fun of our own.” Hermione scrunched up her face in confusion and Ron’s face fell into a deep frown. “You know, every time they say they’re going to study you could give them some of your favourite books to read so you’ll have someone to discuss it with.”

Hermione’s face lit up. “Oh! I would enjoy that!”

“No, wait wait, you know what would be even more fun?” Ron asked with mock interest. “Telling them.” He switched his tone to a serious one.

Hermione considered this for a moment. “Yeah, no. I wanna do Pansy’s thing.”

Ron started to protest, but Pansy spoke up. “You don’t have to do anything. Just don’t tell them that we know.”

“No!” Ron yelled desperately. “I can’t take anymore secrets! I got your secrets. I got their secrets. I got secrets of my own, you know.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “You don’t have any secrets.”

“Oh yeah?” Ron straightened up, looking offended. “Well, you don’t know about Marvin, my secret sweets stash.” He looked satisfied for only a seconded until the realization hit him and his face glowed as red as his hair.

Pansy and Hermione stared at him, weird looks on both their faces. Hermione turned back to face Pansy and cleared her throat. “So… How- how are we gonna mess with them.”

“Well, you would use your position as the best friend obviously.” They heard Ron gasp in protest, Pansy ignored him and went on. “And I would use the strongest tool at my disposal, my charming good looks and elegance.” Hermione nodded her head in agreement. Ron looked like he had given up all hope.

“Hello, children.” Harry greeted as he waltzed up to them. Hermione gave Ron a wary look. They two girls greeted him back cheerfully while Ron did so in a more morose way.

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Her.

This is a soulmate story and completely different to what I usually write about. It took me forever to write but I actually like how it turned out. Let me know what you think and if you would like to read another part. Thank you.xxx

Ouch.
Harry looked down to where it felt like he chopped his whole finger off and huffed when he found his skin flawless. Of course. Of course, it wasn’t him who hurt himself it was her. She was the clumsiest thing he ever met, he swears to-
He actually never met her. And maybe that was exactly why he was so huffy and grumpy all the time and got even more irritated when she didn’t watch where she was going.
She was his soulmate ans she took an awful lot of time to finally get to him. Even though Harry had to admit that he wasn’t too sure if he would be over the moon happy as everyone said he would be when he finally met her.
She was just an awful lot. She was happy when Harry was sad, and when Harry was happy, she was sad.
The fact that he felt her emotions just as strong as his own made him go insane, the doubled trouble too much for him at times. But sometimes it comforted him to know that she felt the same. That she felt him. He loved it when she would rub her own tummy when she felt him mopping around because he felt her rubs and it made him happy. And he loved to kiss over the parts she hurt on his self when he felt the burn on his skin because he knew it made it better for her.
Just how he did now. He kissed over his fingertip three times, a forth time when he still felt her pout.
Yes, he loved her with all his heart even though sometimes he felt like crying frustrated tears when she became too much for him to handle.
The only thing he didn’t love about her was that she took so awfully long to get to him. All his friends already found their other half while he searched for her everyday but she was nowhere to be found.
It didn’t help that she had a boyfriend either. Harry didn’t knew why she needed a boyfriend when she,(he’ll stop with the annoying stressing on ‘she’ now even though he felt the need to express that she wasn’t just any she), when she had him. It broke his heart over and over again when he felt her boyfriend kissing her because only Harry was supposed to do that. Harry didn’t understand why she needed a boyfriend when she sent an ‘I love you’ to Harry every night before she fell asleep.
When Harry told his mum that he was able to communicate with her her jaw dropped to the floor and she gushed about how special that was and while they already were soulmates they had an even more special connection than others. Harry believed it was just because it took so long and their souls craved each other so they had to find a way to overcome the distance.
While they were only able to communicate in the morning and at night it was enough because he had the time to tell her that he loved her and longed for her and needed her and so much more. But it still wasn’t enough because even though it was nice to hear her telling him how much she loved him every day he wanted to see her lips wrapping around the words before he wrapped his lips around hers. He wanted to be able to hold her and have her hold him and be with her. Even though he knew he had forever with her he needed forever to start as soon as possible.


Y/N was just as desperate to find him even though she had a boyfriend. She liked her boyfriend but didn’t love him because there was only one person she could ever love. But because she hasn’t found him yet she needed a distraction so the hole in her chest couldn’t grow any more and eventually swallow her whole.
She loved him so much already. So, so much. Even though she wouldn’t admit it she was dependent on him already, she lived for the ‘I love you’s he sent her and his kisses when she hurt herself.
Just like now, she felt the gentle pressure of his pillowy lips against her fingertip and just like every time it happened she just wanted to feel his lips against hers. She just wanted him here with her.
Harry felt her pain just like always. It didn’t matter if it was physical pain or emotional pain, he felt it. He closed his eyes with frustration but not because she annoyed him, no. Because he wished he could take that pain away from her. Make her forget she ever felt lonely.
He sent her a ‘Soon, my love.’, and hoped she heard him because somehow it was still morning even though it was 11:13.
'Soon isn’t soon enough.’ he received back and smiled softly in agreement.
'We’ll find each other. I promise.’ Oh, how he wished he could send her a hug as well.
“Promise to love me too?”
“More than anything.”

It was the longest conversation they ever had. Harry had a feeling it was because their connection grew stronger with each day. Maybe that meant they’ll meet each other soon?


When it happened nothing could have prepared Harry for the feeling he felt when their eyes met for the very first time. The whole world stopped and he saw nothing but her. She was beautiful. So incredibly beautiful. Her eyes had the color of melted chocolate and Harry loved melted chocolate. Her lips were plump and full, their color reminded him of strawberries and when he thought about strawberries with melted chocolate he felt like he could cry.
When Y/N’s eyes landed on him it was like time stood still and nothing existed but him. And her. Together. His eyes had an ocean like color and Y/N loved the ocean. His lips were plump and perfectly shaped, their color reminded her of raspberries and when she thought about a day by the ocean with raspberries she felt like she could cry.
They pushed through the people who were in their way until they reached each other, both not looking away for a single second.
“My love.” Harry cried and reached out to touch her skin.
She closed her eyes when he touched her, overwhelmed by the love she felt for the man standing in front of her. The love radiating of of him.
Harry pulled her to him, wrapping her in a tight hug. Y/N nuzzled her face into his neck, kissing his shoulder a few times. She liked the way he smelled, like fresh laundry and a tad bit of perfume.
Harry loved the way she wrapped around him perfectly, she was made for him. Just for him, he knew it.
“What’s your name?” he asked her quietly, pulling back a bit to look into her eyes and a new wave of love for her hit him when he saw her loving gaze.
“Y/N.” she told him.
“Y/N.” he repeated in awe.
“Beautiful. I’m Harry.”
“Harry.” she whispered and stroked over his cheek.
God, she loved him. Her eyes wandered over his face, trying to memorize every little detail. He was handsome. So incredibly handsome. Actually, handsome wasn’t the right adjective to describe him. Beautiful. Yeah, beautiful seemed to fit better.
Harry watched her, how her eyes ran over his features. Under any other circumstances he would have felt uncomfortable if someone would have looked at him so intently but it was her and he loved the way she looked at him. He loved it because her eyes held love and adoration.
Harry was sure that she was the most beautiful woman to ever walk the earth. She was absolutely and completely perfect. And she was his. Well, not exactly…
Y/N watched with concern how the smile left his face and a frown took over his features.
“Hey, what’s going on?” she asked him gently and grabbed onto his hands, frowning herself when she felt his big rings which blocked her from feeling his fingers thread through hers, blocked her from feeling his skin against hers.
“Will you come home with me? So we can talk?” he questioned almost shyly, squeezing her hands so she knew he was alright.
“Of course.” she nodded without a hint of hesitation.
He might still be a stranger but she loved him and she had no worries about going home with him.


Once they arrived Harry made them both some tea,taking his time with the process. Y/N couldn’t help but notice the change in his demeanor, how the happiness from earlier seemed to be completely gone and replaced with… frustration?
She also couldn’t help the horrible thought that took over her mind. Her worst nightmares of her soulmate not being happy with her. Not loving her. What if Harry had a completely different idea of his other half? What if she wasn’t enough for him?
“Y-You’re not happy that you met me, right?” she asked shakily.
Harry whirled around with shock, he felt like someone just punched him in the throat . She might as well have.
“What? Darling, no.” he shook his head vehemently and rushed over to her, hugging her tightly to his chest.
“No, no, no.” he whimpered and kissed her forehead over and over again.
“Don’t ever think that. You hear me?”
“Then what’s going on? You seem like something is bothering you. Something about me.” she searched his eyes but found no answer.
It was crazy because now that she actually was with him she couldn’t feel his emotions anymore. At least not the way she did before.
“Yeah…” Harry admitted somewhat ashamed.
“Yeah? What is it?” she begged to know and almost lost her mind when Harry pulled away from her.
“It’s just… You have a boyfriend and… I don’t know what to do with that.”
She starred at him for a few moments. This time she was in shock. He knew that? And why did he think of it when she hasn’t thought about her boyfriend for a single second since she met Harry?
“How do you…” she trailed off but she didn’t need to finish her sentence.
“I feel it. I feel it every time he kisses you because it breaks my heart. And I also feel it when you do… other things. Feels like someone rips my heart out then.”
“Harry… I’m sorry. But I’m sure you had a girlfriend before as well, so-”
“No, I haven’t.” he shook his head.
“You haven’t?” she asked disbelievingly.
“No. Why should I want a girlfriend who could never make me happy when the love of my life is waiting for me?”
“Harry…” she sighed.
“I mean I know that people have relationships before they meet their other half but I just never wanted that. I want to discover everything that comes with love with you and nobody else. I hoped my soulmate would feel the same.”
“Do you really think I love him?”
“I feel the butterflies whenever you look at him, love.” he smiled sadly.
“I like him. And he’s important to me. But that’s it. There’s only one person I will ever be able to love and that’s you.”
“But… but when you know that why do you need him?” he asked her.
“Because I’m lonely. I hate being on my own. I always hated that empty feeling in my chest and knowing that only one person on this whole planet could fill that empty space… I felt hopeless.”
He understood her, he did. But then again, he didn’t. Didn’t she know that he felt exactly the same? He felt empty and lonely but he knew that anyone who wasn’t her couldn’t take those feelings away from him.
What he really couldn’t understand was how she could catch feelings for her boyfriend. He always thought it wasn’t possible for someone to fall in love with anyone but their soulmate. And she was in love with her boyfriend even if she wouldn’t admit it.
“You love him.” Harry stated.
“Harry, I don’t. I love you. You.
“But you love him too.”
She sighed with frustration and walked over to where he was standing, taking his face in her hands and forcing him to look at her.
“He’s important to me but I don’t love him. I never could.”
She gave Harry a chance to prostest again but his mouth remained shut.
“Now can we please stop fighting about this? I never thought I’d fight with you the first time I meet you.”
Harry nodded and sighed, she was right.
“I love you, okay? Please don’t ever doubt that.”
“I love you too.” Harry mumbled and pulled her closer to him, flush against his chest with his arms around her waist.
Y/N threaded her fingers through his short curls, scratching lightly against his scalp because she knew how much Harry loved that. She pressed a kiss to the shell of his ears, smiling softly at the grateful hum she received.
She pulled back a bit to look at him, stroking his cheeks tenderly and admiring the way his eyes closed with the pleasure of having her here with him.
“Harry…” she whispered softly.
“Hm?”
“I want to kiss you.”
His eyes opened immediately, his nerves evident. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
He hasn’t thought about that yet. He never kissed someone before. What if he messes up completely? What if he’s so bad that she doesn’t want him anymore?
What if… he isn’t as good as her boyfriend?
“We d-don’t have to if that’s t-to fast for you. We can take it slow.” she stuttered.
“No! No, no, no. Of course I want to kiss you. But… it’s just… you’re my first. And I don’t want to mess up.” he shrugged shyly.
“Harry, you could never mess up. You kissed my forehead earlier, right? S'just the same only on the lips.”
Harry nodded and thought for a moment. He could do it, right?
He pulled her as close as he possibly could, one hand on the side of her face and the other one squeezing her waist. Y/N cupped his face in her own hands, stroking over his raspberry pink lips that she noticed immediately when her eyes landed on him for the first time earlier. They were soft to the touch and she could feel a light layer of chapstick.
And then she leaned in. First she rubbed the tip of her nose against his before she tilted her head to the side and captured his bottom lip between hers. The kiss was soft and loving, letting him get used to the feeling of being kissed before she fastened her lips to his again and let them linger, humming softly when she felt him kiss her back. With the next one she licked over his bottom lip with her tongue, motioning for him to open for her and he did, moaning when her tongue licked over his. She pressed a few more pecks against his lips before pulling back, chuckling softly when he whined at the loss.
He opened his eyes and saw her gentle smile that showed nothing but pure happiness. Her eyes were sparkling and he could see the love in them. This was just what he wanted. What he’s been waiting for all his life.
“Was I any good?” he asked sheepishly when he felt his cheeks heating up from her intense gaze.
“You were perfect. Best kiss I ever had.” she reassured him, pecking his lips again to prove her point.
“Love your kisses.” he admitted shyly.
Y/N didn’t think it could be possible for someone to be smoking hot but adorably cute at the same time. And he was her soulmate. How lucky was she?!
“I love kissing you.” she whispered before touching her lips to his again.
“Does it…” he started but shook his head, deciding against asking her the question that burnt on his tongue.
“What, hm?” she asked him and grabbed one of his hands to somehow make him feel more confident.
“Does it feel the same when you kiss your boyfriend?”
He shouldn’t have asked. He knew it when she sighed that he shouldn’t have asked. God, he was stupid.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t ha-”
“It doesn’t. It doesn’t compare to this. Not at all. When I kiss you I feel butterflies and fireworks and tingles and like… like I’m on top of the world. I don’t feel that with my boyfriend.”
Harry nodded relieved, even though that was his first kiss he could make her feel like that. And no one else could, no matter how much practice they had.
He guided her mouth to his, kissing her this time. It was a warm peck that made Y/N shudder and Harry couldn’t help but press against her more due to that reaction.

They moved to Harry’s couch then, kissing and giggling and declaring their love to each other. They were so happy. So incredibly happy that they were sure their hearts were going to burst any second. It was perfect. So perfect that Harry was sure nothing could destroy this moment…
“Will you stay the night?” he asked her in a whisper, watching how she lifted her head from his chest, stroking a tot of hair behind her ear.
“I can’t, Harry.” she sighed sadly, biting her lips when she saw his face fall.
“I need to feed my cat and Matthew is probably already worried about me.” she explained, frowning when his face fell even more.
“Can’t you text him? He can feed your cat, no?”
“He doesn’t have a key to my apartment.”
Harry sighed defeated and turned his head to look at the ceiling.
“Harry…” Y/N sighed sadly and sat up to look at him.
“We’ll get breakfast tomorrow, yeah? You can come over tomorrow and I’ll prepare us some pancakes and smoothies and everything you love.”
“I just… I don’t want to go back to being without you.” Harry mumbled.
“I don’t either. But only for tonight okay?”
Harry sighed but nodded, his heart feeling heavy in his chest at the thought of her leaving him.
“Are you going to talk to him? Tell him about us?” he asked in a hopeful tone.
He just wanted her to break up with her boyfriend and forget about him completely. Even though she reassured Harry over and over again that she only loved him, he didn’t like that boy one bit.
“Y-Yeah.”
“Promise?”
She nodded and smiled softly before Harry leaned up and kissed her lips again and again, so long until she really had to leave.
She gave him her number and countless kisses before she rushed out his door with an 'I love you!’.
Harry wasn’t as happy as he thought he would be. He always thought that once he met his other half everything would fall into place and finally make sense. That he would feel secure and safe but that wasn’t the case at all. He never felt so insecure before.
He felt her again when she was far enough away from him, felt her nerves and worries.
And he felt it when her boyfriend came over and she kissed him. He felt it more intense than before he met her and he hated it. Hated it that she still got butterflies in her tummy and leaned in for another kiss after she kissed Harry. How could she?
And he knew she didn’t talk to him because an hour later he could feel her having sex with her boyfriend. Making love to another man.
Cheating on him.
What was Harry supposed to do with that?

Magic Mike

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Featuring: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, María Hill and Wanda Maximoff.

Words: 2456

Warnings: swearing, fighting, fluff? and make out session.

Tags: @vashanatasha

Request: requested by Anonymous:

“Can i request? Bucky and reader doesn’t get along and in a movie night the girls decide to watch magic mike II with the rest of the team and Bucky and Steve judging the whole movie because “they’re dancing like they’re having sex” and Bucky and reader starts to throw some sassy comments on each other something like that please”

Notes: -

Originally posted by lovelynemesis

MASTERLIST


“Good thing you have a super metal arm huh?”

Bucky took a deep breath through his nose and looked at you, trying to ignore the urge to throw something at that stupid smirk of you. He was trying to open a jar of jelly and for some stupid reason, the lid wouldn’t even move. Of course he could try with his metal arm, which would be much easier but it would also end up in him breaking the jar.

But you didn’t get that, right? All you did was teasing him and throw sarcastic comments at him every single time you had a chance. Of course, it wasn’t all you. He wouldn’t shut up either. It hadn’t always been like this. When you two met, you had really got along perfectly. Up until Steve’s birthday party. No one really knew what happened then between you two but thing had never been the same and you never explained anything. So it was a completely mystery for everyone.

“Can’t you just keep your mouth shut for two minutes straight?” He snapped at you.

“Sure I can” you shrugged walking in the kitchen and heading to the fridge. “But where would be the fun?” You asked.

He took another deep breath and focused back on the jar. You smirked as you saw him fighting the object as you drank some water. When you put the bottle back into the fridge, you walked over him and stretched out the hand. Bucky looked at you frowning and, with a sigh, he gave to you.

Smirking, you took the jar, smashed the border of it against the counter as you turned it and flipped the lid open. With a huge smile you gave it to him.

“Welcome to the XXI century, Sargent Barnes” you said as he took the jar back from you. “Let me know if you have any problem opening a door. They can get tricky”

With that, you exited the kitchen knowing you had won this time.

 


“She’s so annoying!” Bucky exclaimed. He was at the conferences room with Steve while the Captain finished some mission report. “I don’t know how you put up with her and her attitude” he added crossing his arms.

“She’s not bad” Steve said for the hundredth time. “What happened between you two? When you met her it even looked like you liked her” he shrugged.

“I didn’t know her. That was the problem” Bucky replied. “Luckily I did it on time” he sighed.

Steve looked at Bucky for a moment before shaking his head. He had been giving the same answers for months now and he just didn’t believe them. He knew something had happened, something they didn’t want to talk about. But asking was useless so he just tried to be patience and hope that thing went back to how they used to be at the beginning.

When Steve finished his report, he put everything in order before heading towards the living room with Bucky, planning on watching a movie or a game. Just looking forward some distraction. To their surprise, the living room and the TV were already taken: Natasha, María, Wanda and you were sitting on the couches with popcorns all around and a movie playing on the TV.

“Hey there” Steve said placing his hands on the back of one of the sofas, where María and Natasha were sitting. “What are you watching?” He asked looking at the screen.

“Magic Mike” Wanda answered, not taking her eyes off the TV.

“Never heard of it” Bucky commented.

“I would be surprised if you had” Natasha chuckled.

“Why?” He frowned.

“Too new for you, grandpa” you said looking at him.

He gave you a death glare but you had turned your attention back to the TV with a small smile.

“Don’t start” María sighed.

“It wasn’t me” Bucky mumbled.

This time you decided to be silent since you didn’t want to ruin girls night because of him. Instead, you grabbed some popcorns and ate them from your hand. Steve and Bucky looked at each other before shrugging and sitting with you. Steve sat with Wanda and you and Bucky with Natasha and María, taking some popcorns from the bowl.

None of them really understood what the movie was about but when the first dancing scene came up, their jaws fell down and their eyes stuck out from their orbits. What was that? That wasn’t dancing! That was naughty!

“What kind of movie is this? Porn?” Steve frowned looking at all of you, making you laugh.

“I would really watch a porn movie if Matt Bomer was in it” you smirked.

“Amen to that” Wanda laughed by your side.

“But what the fuck?” Bucky exclaimed. “They’re dancing like they were having sex!” He added.

“You’re a virgin, right?” You said laughing. He narrowed his eyes looking at you.

“I’m not” he said.

“Then if you think that’s sex I’m sorry for the girls you had in your bed” you told him with a smirk.

“You wish you were one of them” he snapped. You raised an eyebrow at the statement.

“Sorry, I’m not into old people, darling” you said. “Cardiac arrest is not exactly a turn on for me” you added.

“How can you be such a bitch?” He said, louder now. Natasha sighed and paused the movie, knowing this wasn’t going to be over soon.

“How can you be such an egocentric asshole?” You snapped back.

“Guys…” Steve said trying to stop you before a real fight started.

“C’mon! You’re crazy for me just admit it!” He exclaimed.

“How you dare!?” You almost screamed, getting up from the couch. He mirrored your action and walked over you.

“I do dare! Just fucking admit it” he said in your face now.

“What for? So you can go and mess with my best friend all over again?” You yelled.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He asked. “You’re the one who messed with another one! I saw you!”

“You’re blind if you think you saw anything!” You said pushing him with both of your hands.

“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Natasha asked.

You looked at him, breathing fast but trying to calm down. It was the first time that night came up and you definitely weren’t ready to have a conversation about it. Let alone, a fight.

“During Steve’s birthday she left with Parker” he stated.

“I what? Are you out of your mind?” You exclaimed opening your eyes widely.

“I saw you going upstairs with him and you can deny that!” He exclaimed back.

“You’re sick. You’re completely sick” you said in a normal tone now. “He was about to pass out drunk. I took him to his room, came downstairs and saw you with Maggie” you explained. “Peter is 15, Bucky, what the fuck?”

Bucky frowned as he looked down at you and gulped. Actually, that made much more sense than what he had imagined. And he had been an asshole and had started flirting with your best friend as soon as you disappeared upstairs with the Parker kid. He gulped and looked around, not knowing what to say or do. All the eyes were on him, including yours, looking at him hurt and confused, waiting for an answer.

“I gotta go” he mumbled, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

You stood there, looking at him walk away and disappearing into the elevator. You weren’t even sure about what had just happened. All you knew was that you were so confused and didn’t know what to think.



You didn’t even finish the movie. When Bucky left, you excused yourself and went to your room, trying to digest what just happened. So everything had been a misunderstanding. A huge one, leading to Bucky and you hating each other, or trying to, when you would have ended up together. Everything would have been so easy if you had talked to him. But no, you had to assume the worst.

Dinner wasn’t in your plans that night so you just laid in your bed for hours, trying to fall asleep and failing miserably. You just couldn’t take it out of your head. What would have happened if you had talked to him that night?

“Miss (Y/L/N), Mr Barnes is at your door. Should I let him in?” You frowned when you heard F.R.I.D.A.Y.

Sitting up, you quickly considered your options. Of course, you could just say no and spend the whole night awake, overthinking everything. But what would be the point? You knew you had to have this conversation and the sooner you had it, the sooner you could move on. You told the AI to let him in.

“Hey” he said as soon as he was in and he had closed the door.

“Hi” you said, feeling a bit uncomfortable and nervous.

“I guess we have to talk” he said, with his hands in his pockets. You gulped and nodded, palming the bed beside you so he took a seat.

A bit insecure about it, he looked at you for a moment and then sat down next to you but keeping his distance, not knowing what this was going to work out.

“I think this is the first time we’re alone in a room since…you know” you commented.

“Have you already forgotten the elevator incident?” He asked looking down at his boots.

“Oh…of course” you chuckled a little. “That was interesting” you sighed. He nodded and looked at you at the same time you looked at him. “What happened that night?” You finally asked. He bit his lip and looked down again.

“I…” he frowned and sighed, as he remembered the night. “I had been watching you the whole night, you know? I remember you looking at me every now and then, smiling at me, even dancing with him. And suddenly I saw you with Peter. He had his arm around your shoulder and you had yours around his waist. You were coming upstairs” he gulped. “It looked… I got jealous. More than ever before. I thought you and I had something and I saw that and I snapped, I was hurt so I…looked for your friend” he admitted. “You saw the rest”

“It was first Peter’s party with us. His first time drinking alcohol” you explained. “He got too drunk too fast, what was I supposed to do? Leave him there?” You asked looking at him. He shook his head but still didn’t look at you. “Why didn’t you just talk to me?”

“I don’t know” he admitted. “It was stupid, I know and you have no idea how sorry I am” he added finally looking at you.

Immediately you looked away, not being ready to face those piercing blue eyes. You bite your lip as you considered what to do next. Everything had been a confusion but still, he had made out with your friend in your face and, according to his own words, he had done it just to hurt you. But he was hurt. For something that hadn’t happened but still, he was hurt. What would have you done if you were in his shoes? Probably the same. With a sigh, you looked at him to find him still looking at you.

“Why did you leave earlier?” You asked. He chuckled and sat up properly since he was leaned forward.

“Same reason I didn’t talk to you that night” he shrugged. “I was afraid of facing the truth. I didn’t want to face the fact that I had lost you for no reason at all” you nodded at his confession and looked at your hands. “I really am sorry. For…what I did with your friend and how I’ve been treating you ever since”, you laughed and looked at him.

“It’s not like I have make it easy for you” you shrugged.

“You had your reasons” he smiled a little and took some hair out of your face.

“Maybe but I should have talked to you sooner as well” you admitted. “I’m an idiot” you sighed.

“We’re both idiots” he smiled at you.

“But you were right about something” you said turning your body so you were facing him completely. He frowned a bit. “First, you and I had something” you said taking his hand in yours. He gulped looking down at it and then up to your eyes. “And second, I am crazy about you” you admitted.

He smiled widely at your words and moved a bit closer to you, still not really sure about this. He guessed you wanted it too but still, he didn’t want to screw up again. Not now, not ever. You bite your lip and straddled him, showing it was completely alright. You wanted him too. His hands moved to your hips to steady you as your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

You had never been this close to him, you had never even kissed him. The chance had never been there. But there you were, inches away and somehow still hesitating. You looked into his eyes and then down at his lips. They were parted, letting his warm breath crash against your own mouth. You licked your lips leaning in a bit more but when he bite his bottom lip, you were done for. Immediately, you closed the tiny gap between you two and kissed him deeply. Putting into this kiss all the frustration you had gathered through the last few months, your hands pulled his hair lightly, earning a moan from him that made you smirk but didn’t pull away.

Bucky’s hands moved up and down your back, slipping under your t-shirt and caressing your skin, giving you goosebumps when his metal hand touched your skin. He moved it away for a moment but you took it and put it back against your skin. It was a part of him and you loved it. Eventually, you two pulled away, breathing fast as you pressed your forehead against his.

“We never got to kiss” you whispered. He chuckled a little and pecked your lips.

“We have time enough to make up for it” he replied opening his eyes to find you smiling.

“Then we should start with it” you smirked.

“What about that old people thing?” He teased. You laughed and pushed him so he was laying on the bed, with you on his top.

“Shut up and kiss me, Barnes” you commanded.

“As you wish” he whispered. With a hand on your neck, he pulled you down to his lips and kissed you again, not pulling away this time and rolling over so he was on your top as you took away his t-shirt.