i can't say i didn't see this coming

  • Lucy: Natsu, I'm gonna go take a bath.
  • Natsu: *Distracted by video game* Okay.
  • Lucy: You think you might want to join?
  • Natsu: Nope.
  • Lucy: You sure? You'll get to see me naked and..wet.
  • Natsu: *doesn't flinch* I'm fine, Lucy.
  • Lucy: This is the only chance you'll ever get and you're just gonna throw it away?
  • Natsu: Are you gonna get in the tub or not? Your kinda distracting me.
  • Lucy: Oh, so you wanna play that way? Okay-
  • Natsu: Play what way?
  • Lucy: No more sleeping in my bed, your gonna sleep on the couch, no more touching (sexual or not), no more kis-
  • Natsu: Wait, wha-
  • Lucy: -No more kisses, going on adventures, and definitely no more sex for as long as I think is best fit. Would you like me to continue?
  • Natsu: No! But-
  • Lucy: Okay, good. Have a good day, Honey!
  • Natsu: Wait, I'll come with you!
  • Lucy: no, no, that would be against the rules, wouldn't it?
  • Natsu: yes,-
  • Lucy: Then there you go.
  • Natsu: You didn't say anything about watching though!!
  • Lucy: *smirks* I guess I didn't, did I? You can watch, but no touching.
  • Natsu: Ugh, I hate you!
  • Lucy: Do you want me to take away your privilege of watching?
  • Natsu: Nope! I'm coming!

anonymous asked:

I saw one of your tags say that you're not sure Sam would be ok with Destiel and I'm curious why. Do you think it'd be like the Benny situation again or something else? I didn't ship Denny but I don't think Sam likes when someone else comes before him in Dean's eyes. (I can't see Sam not liking Desitle as a homophobic thing, but ya never know.) Anyway I'm genuinely curious because I could see Sam not exactly like a shipper but ultimately ok with it.

Hi! I have to say, I’m always torn when I hear about people reading my tags, because on the one hand I’m vain and prideful and they’re written to be read, but on the other, tagging is like talking to yourself, so - *blushes slightly*.

Anyway, first things first - before I discovered what a fandom was, I was a total sucker for shipper!Sam. My doubts didn’t begin until after I’d read a shitload of fanfiction about it, and something really rotten in my brain was like, What if Sam wasn’t okay with it, though? because I always like to be contrary and to turn things on their heads and see how they work and if they still work. So I’ve got no real problems with shipper!Sam. It’s just - I sometimes wonder - generally when I’m writing myself - what would be more interesting from a narrative point of view - if it’d be better to have Sam in the background, hanging up mistletoe and leaving The letter of the day is B leaflets around the Bunker or if it’d be easier for Dean to have something to push against. I think a case could be made either way - but if TPTB would have wanted to go down that first road, they probably wouldn’t have killed off Charlie, since she would have been (and she probably was) an even better shipper and wingman than Sam.

That said, I have two arguments against shipper!Sam.

One: Sam is way more messed up than he lets on, and some part of it is terrified not only that Dean will walk away, but that Dean will fall in love with someone and actually pursue that. I know I’ve seen this discussion go down somewhere, but I honestly don’t remember who first came up with this - apologies, guys - the fact that Sam is an all or nothing kind of guy. Like, when he went to Stanford, that was it - he never contacted John, or even Dean, again. For years. And the same happened when he was with Amelia - he just - I don’t know, cut himself off? I’m not sure if it’s his personality, or a by-product of his less than ideal childhood, but Sam’s got trouble to let people into his life, and once they’re in, it’s like there isn’t room for anyone else? Which is a childish trait, of course, and it signals a lack of emotional maturity on his part (not surprising - poor Sammy). And since Sam tends to relate with other people through his own experiences, part of him surely assumes Dean’s exactly the same; that if Dean found himself a new best friend, or a better hunting partner, or even a spouse of some kind, he’d just walk away and that would be it. So in this sense, Sam would feel threatened by any relationship Dean could potentially develop, not only by Cas.

Two, we used to see Sam as the shades of grey brother, but the amazing thing about this show is that Sam and Dean went through a lot of character development resulting in them almost swapping the roles they had in the first seasons - and yet all this feels natural and completely believable. So these days, Dean’s more likely to be the one who gives monsters a pass (hell, look at his relationship with Crowley), while Sam’s become sort of judgemental and what needs must. I think it was Ruby, most of all, who scarred Sam from the inside out and made him so much more conservative, or pragmatic (like, look at him now - he’s more willing than Dean to work with the BMoL, because he’s Mr Head Choice or something). Sam took a huge risk in liking and trusting Ruby, and it all hinged on a sort of anti-racism argument - an I don’t care if she’s a demon, because even demons can be nice and Our biology doesn’t determine our destiny and whatever else. Dean had shut him down about this, of course, but Sam had persisted - and I know there were other elements at play here, but to me, the central point was exactly this: a pigheaded and generous and noble willingness to trust a creature you don’t understand at all and you’ve got no reason to trust. Now, of course things are different with Cas, because Cas has proven, time and again, that Dean’s safety would be his number one priority and all that, but I’m still not convinced Sam would actively want that for Dean. After all, Sam’s seen this other, softer side of Dean’s - he’s seen him around kids (he remembers him from their shared childhood) and he’s heard (a bit) about how happy he was with Robin and whatever, so I sometimes feel Sam still wants the Sookie ending for Dean: a chance to have a true family of his own, and a life Dean could finally lead in full view of everybody, without shame or weirdness or sigils carved on the walls. And I’m not sure this is something Cas would be able to give Dean.

Finally, there’s the whole bisexuality deal. Here, I have to say - I don’t know what to think. I’m sure Sam’s got no problem with queer people, but it’s always slightly different when it’s your family, right? And there are days I think Sam must know - Jesus, they’ve been sharing a room for thirty years - and days when I think that no, that parent/child thing they’ve got going is way too strong for Sam to see the whole picture (to even think about it). 

(Like, I know it was supposed to be funny and that I’m reading too much into it, but Sam recoiling when Rowena suggested he undress Dean and check his chest hair or something - to me, that was emblematic of how their relationship works. Dean’s changed Sam’s diapers, has helped him to get dressed for years, surely bathed him and watched him play with that one plastic submarine they’d scavenged somewhere and, years later, he stitched him up and massaged weird herbal salves over his bruises and whatever - but to Sam, of course, it’s weird to think about his brother’s body at all, because that’s the relationship we have with our parents: when you actually have to take care of them that way, it means things have got very bad and very scary.)

In any case, at the very least Sam would be worried about Dean’s safety (and there’s always that heartbreaking thing, right, that if you’re bi and you can be happy with a woman - man, it’d be so much easier) - but one big reason to be optimistic in this sense was this new development we’ve seeing - that openly gay hunters can actually exist in the community without being bothered. 

(Then again, judging from the news coming about the US, I sometimes feel Dean and Cas could have their college AU life only in a big city, and not in one of those wild, road off to the horizon states where Dean feels most at home. So, well - I really don’t know.)

Anyway - we know so little about Sam, it’s likely that anything could work concerning his approach to the Destiel situation. I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

Beauty and The Beast Sentence Meme
  • "How can you read this? There's no pictures."
  • "Some people use their imagination."
  • "This is the day your dreams come true."
  • "Well there's the usual things: flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep."
  • "As I always say, 'if it's not Baroque, don't fix it'."
  • "If I didn't know better, I'd say you have feelings for this monster."
  • "He's no monster. You are!"
  • "Enchanted? Who said anything about the castle being enchanted?"
  • "You are positively primeval."
  • "I warned you never to come here! Do you realize what you could have done?"
  • "I've come for my father. Please, let him out! Can't you see he's sick?"
  • "Wait! Take me instead!"
  • "Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle."
  • "For beauty is found within."
  • "If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken."
  • "For who could ever love a beast?"
  • "I've been burnt by you before."
  • "By the way, thank you for saving my life."
  • "It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking."
  • "I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. But first, I'd better go in there and propose to the girl."
  • "It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents: your dinner."
  • "She's so beautiful and I'm...well...look at me."
  • "You can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up. Try to act like a gentleman."
  • "There's a stranger here."
  • "Come on out and fight!"
  • "Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?"
  • "Impress her with your rapier wit."
  • "I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night but he said he'd make it worth my while."
  • "Don't talk like that. You'll be alright. We're together now, everything's going to be fine, you'll see."

anonymous asked:

So far the comments I'm seeing about Barry's coming out are mostly "I didn't realize people thought he was straight" ajslslslkkl I just can't wait to see those comments when h&l come out. Like I want casual gp fans to say "well they have matching tattoos so..." "the small one literally has a triangle tattoo" "didn't the tarzan looking one out himself like a bunch of times during interviews" "my dude he said he loves abba and grease come on now" "um he danced around with a pride flag on stage"

yeah i feel like there’s going to be a lot of people going … didn’t one of them come out already a bunch of times? the other one has a TRIANGLE TATTOO? and people thought he was straight?

  • Bratz the movie - sentence starters:
  • "Cook? You want me to cook? I burn water."
  • "Watch where you're going!"
  • "Perfection takes time, and I'm worth every single second."
  • "All this time, I thought you were just some cool jock."
  • "You stupid... cheerleader!"
  • "You did not just say that!"
  • "Someday you'll say something intelligent."
  • "You're not as bad as people say you are."
  • "Food fight!"
  • "I'm not a snob, I'm just better than you are."
  • "Don't get your bragas in a twist."
  • "Have you seen my joystick?"
  • "Delete my number from your cell phone, okay?"
  • "I really didn't see this coming."
  • "I'll have MTV tape the whole thing."
  • "He is totally not my type."
  • "Your singing's amazing."
  • "I guess you can't judge a book by it's cover, right?"
  • "You can push me around, hold me underwater yet I won't drown."
  • "Step outside the box and be extraordinary."
  • "If you're telling me to stop, I won't."
  • "You see, no is not in my vocabulary."
  • "It's all about me."
  • "Madonna ain't got nothing on me."
  • "You know it's all about me."
  • "I'm like slice of Heaven."
  • "People like me were treated so differently."
  • "Don't worry that you're inferior, it's just that I'm superior."
  • "You've become addicted to me."
  • "This is your lucky day - you're standing in my presence."
  • "Express yourself!"

anonymous asked:

I saw you helping an Anon with visiting the void. I'm so sorry, I just can't come... It won't work for me. I wish I could keep you some company. Oh well... Can't say I didn't try.

Lets spend some time in Earth . There ’ s much more to do and see together here .

  • Jungkook: I love Taehyung so much I just can't stop thinking about him oh god what should I do
  • Jin: Jungkook-
  • Jungkook: what if I blurt out my love to him without thinking. oh GOD
  • Jin: well-
  • Jungkook: what if I KISS HIM. WHAT IF. I'll have to change names and live overseas for ten years before I come back just to say sorr-
  • Jin: then do it
  • Jungkook: ...kiss taehyung? nOPE NOPE why would I-
  • Jin: DO IT. JUST DO IT.
  • Jungkook:
  • Jungkook: boy, didn't see you as a meme lover before

listen i’ve seen several weird claims being made about ships and sexualities in the hs fandom lately going from people believing rosemary wasn’t canon to others saying dave has never shown attraction to girls but. last week somebody sat down and typed with their own hands the words “actually kanaya used to have a crush on tavros” and. truly it’s haunting me. i don’t think they ever even interacted besides that time kanaya sawed his legs off? did you see that as romantic bc otherwise where would you get that wild idea from i don’t understand please i need to know i beg of y

Mean Girls Starters
  • ❝If you're from Africa, why are you white?❞
  • ❝Oh my God, [name], you can't just ask people why they're white.❞
  • ❝Boo, you whore!❞
  • ❝Nice wig, [name]. What's it made of?❞
  • ❝Your Mom's chest hair!❞
  • ❝On Wednesdays we wear pink!❞
  • ❝Calling somebody else fat won't make you any skinnier. Calling someone stupid doesn't make you any smarter. And ruining [name]'s life definitely didn't make me any happier. All you can do in life is try to solve the problem in front of you.❞
  • ❝Hey, buddy, you're not pretending anymore. You're plastic. Cold, shiny, hard plastic.❞
  • ❝You know what! It's not my fault you're like, in love with me, or something!❞
  • ❝See? That's the thing with you plastics. You think everybody is in love with you when actually, everybody HATES you! Like, [name], for example, he broke up with Regina and guess what? He still doesn't want you! So why are you still messing with [name], [name]? I'll tell you why, because you are a mean girl! You're a bitch! Here. You can have this. It won a prize.❞
  • ❝And I want my pink shirt back! I want my pink shirt back!❞
  • ❝That is so fetch!❞
  • ❝Gretchen, stop trying to make fetch happen! It's not going to happen!❞
  • ❝God! I am so sorry [name]. Really, I don't know why I did this. I guess it's probably because I've got a big lesbian crush on you! Suck on that! AY-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI!❞
  • ❝[Name], I'm sorry I laughed at you that time you got diarrhea at Barnes & Nobles. And I'm sorry for telling everyone about it. And I'm sorry for repeating it now.❞
  • ❝And none for [name], bye!❞
  • ❝Get in loser, we're going shopping.❞
  • ❝Don't have sex, because you will get pregnant and die! Don't have sex in the missionary position, don't have sex standing up, just don't do it, OK, promise? OK, now everybody take some rubbers.❞
  • ❝I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy...❞
  • ❝She doesn't even go here!❞
  • ❝Raise your hand if you have ever been personally victimized by Regina George?❞
  • ❝I hear her hair's insured for $10,000.❞
  • ❝I hear she does car commercials... in Japan.❞
  • ❝Her favorite movie is Varsity Blues.❞
  • ❝One time she met John Stamos on a plane... And he told her she was pretty.❞
  • ❝One time she punched me in the face... it was awesome.❞
  • ❝Why are you eating a Kalteen bar?❞
  • ❝Man, I hate those things. Coach Carr makes us eat those when we want to move up a weight class.❞
  • ❝Why should Caesar just get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not to get smushed under his big feet? Brutus is just as cute as Caesar, right? Brutus is just as smart as Caesar, people totally like Brutus just as much as they like Caesar, and when did it become okay for one person to be the boss of everybody because that's not what Rome is about! We should totally just STAB CAESAR!❞
  • ❝[Name] had cracked.❞
  • ❝Hell, no. I did *not* leave the South Side for this!❞
  • ❝Somebody wrote in that book that I'm lying about being a virgin, 'cause I use super-jumbo tampons, but I can't help it if I've got a heavy flow and a wide-set vagina!❞
  • ❝There's a 30% chance that it's already raining!❞
  • ❝I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me... but I can't help it that I'm so popular.❞
  • ❝I gave him everything! I was half a virgin when I met him.❞
  • ❝Do you wanna do something fun? Wanna go to taco bell?❞
  • ❝I can't go to taco bell, I'm on an all-carb diet. GOD [name] you're so stupid!❞
  • ❝It's like I have ESPN or something. My breasts can always tell when it's going to rain.❞
  • ❝That is the ugliest f-ing skirt I've ever seen.❞
  • ❝She's totally rich because her dad invented Toaster Streudels.❞
  • ❝That's why her hair is so big, it's full of secrets.❞
  • ❝She's the queen bee - the star, those other two are just her little workers.❞
  • ❝And they have this book, this burn book, where they write mean things about all the girls in our grade.❞
  • ❝Oh my God - Danny DeVito! I love your work!❞
  • ❝At your age, you're going to have a lot of urges. You're going to want to take off your clothes, and touch each other. But if you do touch each other, you will get chlamydia... and die.❞
  • ❝Is butter a carb?❞
  • ❝You can't sit with us!❞
  • ❝Fine! You can walk home, bitches.❞
  • ❝And on the third day, God created the Remington bolt-action rifle, so that Man could fight the dinosaurs. And the homosexuals.❞
  • ❝My grandma takes her wig off when she's drunk.❞
  • ❝I love her. She's like a Martian!❞
  • ❝Are they not suppose to be let out when they're grounded?❞
  • ❝She thinks she's gonna have a party and not invite me? Who does she think she is?❞
  • ❝I like invented her, you know what I mean?❞
  • ❝I just want you to know, if you ever need anything, don't be shy, OK? There are NO rules in the house. I'm not like a regular mom, I'm a cool mom.❞
  • ❝Can I get you guys anything? Some snacks? A condom? Let me know! Oh, God love ya.❞
  • ❝Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it.❞
  • ❝Sorry, we only carry sizes 1, 3, and 5. You could try Sears.❞
  • ❝Regina George is not sweet! She's a scum-sucking road whore, she ruined my life!❞
  • ❝I know it may look like I was being like a bitch, but that's only because I was acting like a bitch.❞
  • ❝Your face smells like peppermint!❞
  • ❝Oh, you'll get socialized all right, a little slice like you.❞
  • ❝You're a regulation hottie.❞
  • ❝We do not have a clique problem at this school.❞
  • ❝But you do have to watch out for "frenemies".❞
  • ❝I know she's kind of socially retarded and weird, but she's my friend... so, just promise me you won't make fun of her!❞
  • ❝Half the people in this room are mad at me, and the other half only like me because they think I pushed somebody in front a bus, so that's not good.❞
  • ❝I don't hate you cuz yo' fat... yo' fat cuz I hate you!❞
  • ❝You smell like a baby prostitute.❞
  • ❝Is your muffin buttered?❞
  • ❝Jason, you do not come to a party at my house with Gretchen and then scam on some poor innocent girl right in front of us three days later. She's not interested. Do you want to have sex with him?❞
  • ❝Good. So it's settled. So you can go shave your back now. Bye, Jason.❞
  • ❝Finally, Girl World was at peace.❞
  • ❝Hey, check it out. Junior Plastics.❞
  • ❝Damn, Africa, what happened?❞
  • ❝I saw [name] wearing army pants and flip flops, so I bought army pants and flip flops.❞
  • ❝Oh, hi. Did you wanna buy some drugs?❞
  • ❝Make sure you check out her mom's boob job. They're hard as rocks.❞
  • ❝Whatever, I'm getting cheese fries.❞
  • ❝Okay, I'm going to forgive you because I'm a very Zen person... and I'm on a lot of pain medication right now.❞
  • ❝Can you believe my f-ing mom is here?❞
  • ❝I have this theory, that if you cut off all her hair she'd look like a British man.❞
  • ❝I care. Every year the seniors through this dance for the underclassmen called the Spring Fling. And whosoever is elected King and Queen automatically become head of the Student Activities Committee and since I am an active member of the Student Activities Committee, I would safely say, I care.❞
  • ❝Irregardless, ex-boyfriends are just off limits to friends. I mean that's just like the rules of feminism.❞
  • ❝Did your teacher ever try to sell you marijuana or ecstasy tablets?❞
  • ❝What are marijuana tablets?❞
  • ❝You cannot do that. That is social suicide. Damn! You are so lucky you have us to guide you.❞
  • ❝Oh, I love seeing teachers outside of school. It's like seeing a dog walk on its hind legs.❞
  • ❝Everyone in Africa knows Swedish.❞
  • ❝Made out with a hot dog? Oh my God that was one time!❞
  • ❝I know having a boyfriend might seem like the only thing important to you right now, but you don't have to dumb yourself down in order for a guy to like you.❞
  • ❝Come on! We could publish it and then everybody would see what an ax-wound she really is!❞
  • ❝And you can only wear your hair in a ponytail once a week, so I guess you chose today.❞
  • ❝She's not even that good looking if you really look at her.❞
  • ❝I don't know, now that she's getting fatter she's got pretty big jugs.❞
  • ❝Watch out please! Fresh meat coming through!❞
  • ❝I'd rather see you out there shakin' that thang.❞
  • ❝You can do this. There's nothing to break your focus, because not one of those Marymount boys is cute.❞
  • ❝There are two kinds of evil people in this world. Those who do evil stuff and those who see evil stuff being done and don't try to stop it.❞
  • ❝Well, I mean you wouldn't buy a skirt without asking your friends first if it looks good on you.❞
  • ❝The limit does not exist!❞
  • ❝I just wanted to say that you're all winners. And that I couldn't be happier the school year is ending.❞
  • ❝It's called the South Beach Fat Flush and all you drink is cranberry juice for 72 hours.❞
  • ❝She's fabulous, but she's evil.❞
  • ❝So, are you gonna send any candy canes?❞
  • ❝No. I don't send them, I just get them. So you better send me one, byotch.❞
  • ❝'Cause she's a life ruiner. She ruins people's lives.❞
  • ❝Oh no, I can't say anything else until I have a parent or lawyer present.❞
  • ❝Did you see nipple? It only counts if you saw a nipple!❞
  • ❝Oh, no. It was coming up again, word vomit... no, wait a minute... Actual vomit.❞
  • ❝Grool... I meant to say cool and then I started to say great.❞
  • ❝I'm a cool mom! Right Regina?❞
  • ❝Good news, they didn't get run over... Bad news, they're still flat.❞
  • ❝Hey, hey, hey. How are my best girlfriends?❞
  • ❝Oh god, busted! Just start apologizing and crying. No, play it cool.❞
  • ❝I mean no offense, but how could she send you a candy cane? She doesn't even like you that much. Maybe she feels weird around me because I'm the only person who knows about her nose job. Oh my god, pretend you didn't hear that.❞

synopsis: starbucks!au based off this post!!!! 

pairing: dino/you

a/n: i will more than likely write a starbucks!au for all members as i have fallen in love with that trope, seriously. it’s hilarious!!! anyways here’s my very first scenario for our precious maknae :’)

3,526 w.

     There’s something oddly comforting about coffee that manages to warm your heart and provide you solace. Maybe it’s the way its warmth dances down your throat and sends pleasant tingles to your taste buds; or maybe it’s just the addictive nature of caffeine that makes it so pleasurable. Either way, your love for coffee lands you a first in your life: you’re more than elated when you find out that you’re hired at Starbucks for the summer.

“All right, ______. You can start your training tomorrow,” your manager, Seungcheol, says as he leans back into his black swivel chair. He’s strangely lax for a manager, especially since he practically gave you the job on the spot despite knowing how inexperienced you are.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Choi,” you stand up and clasp your hands together in gratitude. “I promise I’ll have everything memorized in no time!”

He frowns and waves you off with a hand, insisting for you to call him by his first name before murmuring something like “kids and their enthusiasm…” under his breath.

_ _ _

“And this is where we store extra syrup flavors,” Jihoon points towards a bottom cabinet. “Any questions so far?”

“No,” you shake your head, committing all of his words to memory, “I think I’m good.” You’re making a mental folder in your head, filed under the “Important Things to Remember” tab.

Jihoon nods and turns to the left. “Okay, then. Here we have—”

“Ayo, Jihoon!” a voice calls. “Who’s the newbie?”

Realizing that you’re being referred to, you turn your head towards the owner of the voice and see that it belongs to a fellow Starbucks worker. The first thing you notice is how tall he is compared to both you and Jihoon, but his good looks are a close second as you blink up at him. He’s in the middle of making a drink but his head is turned in your direction.

Jihoon heaves a sigh that definitely doesn’t conceal his annoyance from being interrupted. “This is ______. Seungcheol hired her yesterday.”

The boy’s eyes dart towards you and he’s nothing short of intimidating as he takes in your image. You shift your weight to the other foot, suddenly feeling self-conscious. You’re slightly taken aback when a toothy smile graces his face.

“Hi, ______! I’m Mingyu,” he introduces. Before you can return the greeting, he continues, “I can’t believe that Seungcheol. He makes us do all the work— including his own.”

Jihoon nods in agreement. “You’d think that giving a store tour would be fine for him, but I guess even that’s too much in his book.”

“Wait,” you interject, confused. “You mean you’re not the supervisor?”

“No,” Jihoon sighs. “I’m just a barista like Mingyu.”

You gape at the revelation. No wonder he had such a laid-back persona during your interview. Judging from their words, he’s got little to no responsibility.

Mingyu lets out a throaty laugh at your expression. “If there’s one thing you need to know about Seungcheol, it’s that he gets paid to do nothing.” He caps the drink in his hand and gives you a grin. “Anyways, I’ll see you around.”

You say your goodbye but he’s already heading back to the counter to hand the (gushing) customer their drink with a charming smile.

“Where were we?” Jihoon’s query draws your attention back to him. “Ah, right. The cabinets.”

_ _ _

Over the course of your training you get to meet more and more of your co-workers, some of them including Seokmin, Junhui (better known as Jun), and Jisoo. Everyone is nice, and it doesn’t take long for you to discover that ranting about manager Seungcheol’s indolence is a joint topic of discussion.

So when Jihoon deems you adequate enough for the job and no longer needing of further training, you’re so happy that you can almost hug him on the spot.

“I expect nothing but the best from you,” he says as you jubilantly up jump and down. He’s trying to look stern and serious, but you can see a ghost of a smile peaking through his lips.

_ _ _

Your first day as an official Starbucks barista finally comes. You make sure to show up fifteen minutes earlier for your morning shift and when you do, you’re met with an unfamiliar figure working at the counter. It looks like he’s getting everything set up for the day and it’s not until you’re a few feet away from him does he notice your presence.

“Hi,” you say unsurely. You’re about to introduce yourself but you can’t help the involuntary yelp that escapes your lips when a beaming Seokmin pops up from behind the counter, looking bright and brazen as ever. 

“Good morning!” Seokmin greets you happily. You’re too shaken to properly return his greeting as you clutch your pounding heart. “It’s your first day! Excited?”

“Not if you do that again, that’s for sure,” a second voice comments. You recognize it to be Mingyu’s as he appears from the doorway of the back room. “You okay, ______?” He sounds more amused than concerned.

You blink your fright away and give a not-so-assuring nod while Seokmin looks at you obliviously through crescent eyes.

“Oh, that’s right,” Seokmin gestures between you and the unfamiliar boy who’s now looking at you with sympathy though he’s clearly trying to stifle a laugh. At least he has the decency to try to hide it. “You two haven’t met yet, huh?”

You glance his way. Standing across from you with a washcloth in hand, he looks around your age, which is younger than both Seokmin and Mingyu but old enough to be working at Starbucks. You have to admit, he’s pretty cute, even if he found your tremor funny. “No, I don’t think so,” comes your reply.

“______, this is Chan, Chan, this is ______! Looks like you’re not one of the youngest anymore,” Seokmin laughs.

“Welcome to the club,” Chan jokes. “It was getting kind of lonely.”

You laugh and Mingyu snickers.

As the day ensues, you do your best to make your drinks to perfection just like Jihoon taught you. Since Mingyu’s the one working the cashier, Chan and Seokmin engage in conversation while they’re whipping up customers’ orders. It’s nice because their laughter brings a lighthearted ambience to the shop, and they even make to include you in at times.

When your shift ends, you bid goodbye to your co-workers as you untie your apron.

“Wait!” Seokmin stops you. “Our shifts ended too, remember?”

“Eager to leave us already, ______?” Mingyu asks teasingly.

Your face warms. “No, I forgot! I’m sorry.” You don’t expect for them to actually walk with you as the four of you head out from the back door. You’re a bit nervous since you they all seem to be good friends and you’re clearly the odd one out, but you’re slightly grateful towards Chan since he doesn’t tower over you like Seokmin and Mingyu do. He’s much closer to your comfortable height.

“Oh, do you need a ride today?” Mingyu asks, eyeing Chan.

The younger one purses his lips before nodding. “Yeah. I don’t really feel like walking today.” He stretches his arms over his head.

“How about you, ______? Do you need a ride?”

Surprised that they’re kind enough to offer, you shake your head, pointing to the direction of your house, “No, it’s okay! My house isn’t that far from here.” Even if you lived farther, you probably would’ve said the same thing. You know that they’re not some crazed kidnappers but you hardly know them and you’d much rather take precautions.

“Aww, are you sure?” Seokmin frowns. “That would be rude of us to let you walk when we can drive you.”

“I’m sure,” you smile. “Thank you, though.”

“On second thought,” Mingyu coughs loudly, “there’s not enough room for you, Chan. Sorry about that.”

“What?” Seokmin’s head cocks to the side. “But there’s three extra sea—”

Mingyu coughs even louder and nudges Seokmin’s shoulder. He gives him a warning look and Seokmin seems to understand as his mouth forms an “o” shape.

You, on the other hand, have no idea what’s going on. You look to Chan to see if he understands but thankfully he’s wearing the same confused expression as you.

“Well, we’ll see you guys later! Bye!” Mingyu waves as he and Seokmin practically hasten to his car.

You and Chan watch as they leave. When they drive pass you Seokmin waves happily from the passenger’s seat. You see that the back, however, is completely empty.

“Those two,” Chan sighs under his breath.

“What was that all about?” you wonder aloud. Why couldn’t they just give Chan a ride?

Chan shakes his head and shoves his hands in his pockets. “They’re always so weird. It’s best to get used to it right now,” he laughs.

“I figured,” you chuckle, toeing the ground with your shoe. You only met him this morning so you don’t really know what to talk about. At least Seokmin always has something to say or joke about, and Mingyu’s somewhat playful and easygoing nature makes it easy to talk to him. You’re sure Chan’s the same way but you just don’t know him well enough yet.

“So,” Chan clears his throat amid the silence, “you said you live over there right? I live around there too. We can walk together if you want?”

Realizing that there’s no harm in walking together and that this would be a good opportunity to get closer to him, you say yes. Chan grins and your heart leaps because wow is he attractive.

As you two begin walking, you decide to ask him about the shop. “So how long have you been working there?”

Chan makes a thinking noise. “A few weeks after my sixteenth birthday,” he says, looking up at the sky. A smile forms on his face and it looks like good memories are surfacing to his mind. “I’m so grateful. Working there is really great.”

You can tell that he truly is happy working there and it brings a smile to your face. It makes you excited for the days to come.

“So which school do you go to?” he asks.

You tell him the name of your high school and he makes an “ahhhh” sound. “That’s where Seungkwan hyung went,” he says. Seeing your confused expression, he adds, “Oh, he also works at Starbucks. You’ll meet him eventually.”

You nod and he tells you about how the majority of the workers went to his high school. It’s supposed to be your school’s “rival school” but you pay no mind to trivial things like that. Luckily, he doesn’t either.

For the rest of the walk you and Chan engage in light conversation, getting to know more and more about one another. At one point your shoulders brush and unaware of how close you two got, you nearly jolt away from him.

“Sorry,” he quickly splutters.

“No, it’s okay!” you try to assure him. But his cheeks are tinged pink.

It’s silent for the rest of the way.

_ _ _

A few weeks into your new job you find yourself getting more accustomed to the fast-paced environment of the shop. Today especially is bustling with customers and your ability to multitask is being put to the test. You’re shuffling about your corner, trying to balance all of your tasks at once.

“______, I need that caramel macchiato,” Jihoon reminds you from the counter.

“Almost done,” you say. You’re in the middle of making four drinks; can he cut you at least a little slack?

“Do you need help?” Chan asks you. He too is making several drinks at the moment so you politely decline him. Your pride wouldn’t allow for it.

As you’re adding whipped cream to the drink, Jihoon sighs your name loudly, “______.”

“Right here,” you shuffle towards the counter where he is and hand him the completed drink. He gives you a curt nod of approval and takes it from you as you move back towards your station where three more unfinished drinks await you.

“Okay,” you mutter to yourself, shuffling towards the uncooperative blender. You’re trying to figure out why your green tea crème frappuccino isn’t blending as you narrow your eyes and grab a spoon, uncapping the lid of the blender to inspect what’s wrong. The spoon comes in contact with a large piece of ice and you crush it with the utensil. “There we go,” you sigh out of relief, capping the blender and pressing start. It only takes a few seconds before the blender croaks and seems to shut off, the power stagnating.

You’re about to voice your frustration but you bite your tongue, uncapping the lid to see what’s wrong this time. Reaching for the spoon, you place it in the blender and stir, looking for anything that could yet again hinder the blending process. As you stir the contents, the blender starts to act up again and before you know it, there’s unblended matcha flying about and it splatters onto your face and apron.

Frantically reaching for the off button, your hand smashes down on it as Chan rushes to your side, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you breathe out, wiping your face with the back of your hand. You frown, looking down at the counter and overall mess you made. Turning back to look at the blender, you ask meekly, “Did I break it?”

As if on cue, Jihoon tells Jisoo to take over his spot as cashier and strides over to you. “What happened here?”

Mindful of how serious Jihoon is about his job, you know that he’s going to be angry at you for causing a scene, even if it was an accident. “Um,” you blink lamely, “I think I broke the blender.”

“You broke—”

“But it wasn’t her fault!” Chan quickly chimes in. “I thought something was wrong with it earlier but I didn’t say anything. I’m to blame.”

Eyebrows furrowing in confusion, you eye the boy next to you. Was that really true? Jihoon seems to be just as wary as you as his face mirrors yours.

“Is that true?” Jihoon asks and Chan nods in confirmation. Carding a hand through his hair, he reasons, “I guess we can discuss this later. For now, get this mess cleaned up.”

Chan nods as Jihoon heads back to the front counter. Grabbing for a washcloth, you tell Chan that this is your fault and that you’ll be fine. He doesn’t listen.

_ _ _

Ever since your first day, you and Chan made it a habit of walking home together whenever you worked the same shifts. Even if your shift ended a little later than his, he would wait for you (”I like working. I don’t mind.”). Over the course of that time you learned that he was rather passionate about dancing and he held a great admiration for Michael Jackson. It made sense since more often than not you would hear Michael Jackson play nonstop over the shop’s speakers and he confessed to you that those were his doings. Sometimes he would even moonwalk over to hand the customers their drinks.

As you two walk alongside one another, you break the silence. “You never really used the blender, huh?”

“Huh?” Chan looks at you with a confused expression. Realization strikes him as he makes a face. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” you stare down at your sneakers. “Why’d you do that?”

He forces a laugh in an attempt to diffuse the tense atmosphere. “Jihoon can get intense sometimes. I didn’t want you to face that.”

"Chan,” you sigh. “Really. Why’d you do that?”

Chan frowns and bumps your shoulder lightly. “Hey, don’t make that face! You should just thank me if you’re grateful,” he jokes.

When you get home, you lay in your bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. How did you get so lucky to have a friend like Chan? He’s caring, hard-working, funny,  and of course, annoyingly cute. Before you know it, your face is burning and you get up to turn on your fan.

You just now realize that you’re crushing on your co-worker. Why it took you so long to figure it out, you don’t know, but all you can think of is how you got it bad.

_ _ _

You’ve been an official Starbucks barista for a month now and your co-workers are sweet enough to treat you to barbecue. Even though you insisted that they were overreacting and you didn’t need a celebration for something as small as this, they paid you absolutely no mind.

And that’s how you ended up squished between Mingyu and Jisoo. You’re sitting across from Chan who he shoots you a grin as your eyes find his. He’s in between Seokmin and Seungcheol, two of the most rowdiest of the crowd.

“To ______’s one month as a barista!” Seungcheol announces, bringing his glass to the middle. Everyone cheers, glasses clinking as Seungcheol downs down his glass of soju.

You take a sip of your water and laugh uncomfortably. He’s obviously drunk (or is, at least, getting there).

“So, Chan,” Seungcheol slurs, throwing a lazy arm around his shoulder, “when are you going to—hiccup—confess to ______?”

Your eyes widen and you watch as Chan tenses, looking up at the manager with shock.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb,” he snickers. “We all know about it.”

Seokmin looks panic-stricken as he reaches over Chan and places a hand over Seungcheol’s mouth, laughing nervously. “Oh, silly Seungcheol. I think he’s had way too many drinks.” He looks at you and his eyes crinkle, “It’s best not to listen to him!”

“Get ya hand off me,” he swats Seokmin’s hand away and looks at Chan. “You’re never gonna get this chance again. She’s right here and it’s the perfect opportunity!”

“But I don’t like ______,” the younger quickly refutes. He sounds so defensive and you can’t deny that it sends a pang to your chest. It’s definitely a blow to your self esteem.

“Yeah,” Mingyu, upon hearing the situation, jumps into the conversation, “Chan definitely doesn’t like ______. Where’d you get that idea from?”

“Ouch,” you laugh dryly, eyes fixating on an arbitrary spot on the table. “Is the idea of liking me that bad?”

You can feel their eyes land on you but your gaze remains rooted, the once light and playful atmosphere long gone. It doesn’t take long for your other co-workers who were previously engaged in their own conversations to take notice of the change in mood as their attention shifts towards you.

The silence that hangs around the table is almost deafening and the pounding in your ears is all you can hear. You bite your bottom lip and stand up. “I’m going to the restroom,” you say quietly before turning on your heel. You can feel their gazes on your back.

_ _ _

You’re only half surprised when you see Chan leaning against the wall next to the bathroom, waiting for you, when you finally come out. He looks nervous as he rubs his palms together.

“Listen,” he sighs, turning his body towards you. His eyes can’t seem to meet yours and honestly, you can’t blame him; you put him in an awkward situation. It’s you that needs to come to terms with the fact that your dumb little crush isn’t reciprocated.

“It’s fine,” you cut him off before he can say anything. “I’m not mad or anything.” You brush past him to head back to the table but he stops you mid-step when he grabs your wrist.

“Wait,” his grip softens but he doesn’t let go, fingers hanging loosely around your wrist. “The idea of liking you… isn’t bad at all.” He sucks in a breath and you wait for him to continue. “In fact, it’s the opposite, really. I feel pathetic for liking you. Because there’s no way you’d like me back.”

Your heart flutters. Chan likes you? And he thinks you could never like him back?

“The others know all about it. I was planning to confess eventually, but definitely not like this,” he releases your wrist and scratches the back of his neck.

It takes you a while to register his words. Your head’s spinning and you’re a bit wary. Is this some sort of prank? “Wait,” you say slowly, “you actually like me?”

Chan blinks and heat visibly climbs his cheeks. “Well, yeah,” he breathes, looking down at the ground, “how could I not…”

“But,” you can’t help but utter, voice cracking, “I like you, even though you shamelessly blast Michael Jackson and moonwalk to the counter. I didn’t think you’d actually feel the same way.”

Chan’s eyes widen and when it settles in you that his confession is genuine, you’re reduced to a blushing mess. He clears his throat and through a stutter, shyly suggests for you two to head back to the table before the others start worrying. Your blush deepens even further when he softly takes your hand in his and interlaces your fingers together on the way back to the table.

For once, Seungcheol actually did something for the better—ironically enough, amid his drunken state.

The Signs In Hell
  • Aries: "What? Well...at least I can light my cigarettes."
  • Taurus: "Oh no this will not do it all it smells like shit down here."
  • Gemini: "I heard satan's a real tool. Wouldn't talk to him if I were you."
  • Cancer: *sobbing frantically* "WHAT DID I DO WRONG I TRIED TO BE A GOOD PERSON PLEASE LET ME GO BACK!!!"
  • Leo: "But...what about my friends?"
  • Virgo: "I guess I was right to panic all along, yeah?"
  • Libra: *trying to negotiate with the devil* "Ah well you see, uh this is really not a good time to be here..."
  • Scorpio: "Huh. Well I can't say I didn't see this coming."
  • Sagittarius: "Ah fuck. Again?"
  • Capricorn: *trying to find an escape route* "There's gotta be a passageway somewhere..."
  • Aquarius: "Was it something I said?"
  • Pisces: *sobbing in a corner* "Please no...this is a dream...this has to be a dream...oh my God..."
Girl Meets The one with the Secrets
  • Smackle is talking about her ex-husband to Riley. Maya, Farkle, Lucas, and Zay are watching TV.
  • Smackle: I wasn't in love with him, and I was just helping out a friend.
  • Riley: Please, when he left town you stayed in your pajamas for a month! And I saw you eat a cheeseburger!
  • (Everyone gasps and turns to Smackle).
  • Riley: Well? Didn't you?
  • Smackle: I might've....
  • Riley: I can't believe you didn't tell me.
  • Smackle: Oh, come on, like you tell me everything?
  • Riley: What have I not told you?
  • Smackle: (smiling) Oh, I dunno, um, about the fact that the underwear out there on the telephone pole is yours from when you were having sex with Charlie out on the terrace!
  • Riley: WHAT?! Wait a minute! Who told you?!
  • (Everyone gasps and is running for the window except Farkle. Riley turns to him).
  • Riley: You are dead meat.
  • Farkle: I didn't know it was a big secret.
  • Riley: (smiles) Oh, it's not big. Not at all. Kinda on the same lines as, say, I don't know, having a third nipple!
  • (Everyone gasps from the window before coming to rush around Farkle).
  • Smackle: You have a third nipple?!
  • Farkle: (to Riley) You bitch!
  • Lucas: Whip it out, whip it out!
  • Farkle: Come on, there's nothing to see! It's just a tiny bump. It's totally useless!
  • Maya: Oh, as opposed to your other multi-functional nipples?
  • Zay: I can't believe you! You told me it was a nubbin!
  • Lucas: Zay, what'd you think a nubbin was?
  • Zay: I dunno, you see something, you hear a word, I thought that's what it was. Let me see it again!
  • Everyone: Lemme see it! Show us! I wanna see! Show us your nubbin!
  • Farkle: (over everyone else) No! Forget it! NO! ZAY WAS IN A PORNO MOVIE!
  • (Everyone gasps including Zay, angrily pointing at Farkle).
  • Farkle: If I'm going down, I'm taking everybody with me!
  • Everyone: Oh, my GOD! You were in a PORNO movie?! What?!
  • Zay: Alright, alright, alright, I was young and I just wanted a job, okay? But at the last minute, I couldn't go through with it. So they let me be the guy who comes in to fix the copier but can't, 'cause there's people havin' sex on it.
  • Everyone: Wow! Whoa!
  • Riley: That is WILD!
  • (Everyone immediately turns back to Farkle and his third nipple).
  • Lucas: So what's it shaped like?
  • Smackle: Yeah! Is there a hair on it?
  • Zay: What happens if you flick it?
Percabeth First Kiss Aftermath
  • *On Mt. Olympus while Percy and Annabeth are making out underwater*
  • Athena: *looking through Iris message* I can't believe she picked one of them. Of all the boys out there, the SMART boys out there, she had to pick HIS. I don't know if i can allow this
  • Poseidon: *walks into room* Can't allow what Athena?
  • Athena: Oh, nothing. Just thinking out loud.
  • Poseidon: Well, I believe that Zeus would find it interesting that his daughter thought it fun to "play" with his lightning bolt.
  • Athena: Don't even go there. it was pure curiosity, I am the goddess of wisdom, it was my duty to investigate anything I so desire.
  • Poseidon: *gives look*
  • Athena: I can't allow my daughter...and your son...to...you know.... UGHHHHH
  • Poseidon: Really...I have to say I didn't see that coming, but I'm very proud of him.
  • Athena: And why is that?
  • Poseidon: My boy scored a chick
  • Athena: That "chick" you speak of is my daughter, and she was underwater with him and...
  • Poseidon: Even better
  • Athena: I can't believe your acting so childish on this topic, they don't need to become anything more than friends, and I can barely approve of that
  • Poseidon: And why not, you act as if Percy is not worthy of your daughter
  • Athena: Well, that's the truth, isn't it?
  • Poseidon: Of course he is, in fact, your daughter is the one that isn't worthy of my son
  • Athena: How dare you say that, Annabeth is the smartest girl I know, and that is saying something, she is the great architect of Olympus, and she is a true warrior.
  • Poseidon: I know you may be "smart" *air quotes* but apparently you don't have common sense. My boy is way out of your daughter's league. He was the boy of the prophecy, he has saved Olympus several times, and he is more of a warrior than your daughter
  • Athena: That's as if saying you think your better than me.
  • Poseidon: Well as you have stated before, that's the truth, isn't it?
  • Athena: No, I am clearly better, for several reasons
  • Poseidon: Like
  • Athena: Well, sea animals are stupid, who cares about the seas, and you always smell like gross animals. Where as I am brilliant, I have useful powers, and people actually like me.
  • Poseidon: You know when people pretend to like you at the Christmas staff party, they don't actually mean it
  • Athena: How dare you say that, I am very likable!
  • Poseidon: Um, my powers are awesome, just like me. You do realize all you do is sit and read, what is that information going to do, I mean, don't you have things to do. And also, what is up with your wardrobe, I mean beach shorts are totally in right now. What do you wear, and giant sheet?
  • Athena: I'll have you know that you're work attire is very inappropriate. What happened to work casual? Which is what i where.
  • Poseidon: This is casual. What about Apollo?
  • Athena: Oh, don't get me started on Apollo.
  • Apollo: *walks in just in time to hear* Hello Athena
  • Athena: Oh dear
Undercover(Villain/Mafia!AU)
  • *Sonic meets with Saitama for a new mission*
  • Sonic: So it's basically just gathering information at this party? Easy enough, Stealth should work for this.
  • Saitama: *Shakes head* nope, we need you to actually talk to people there. So you have to go undercover for this one
  • Sonic: *arches a brow* hey genius, half the hero gang knows what I look like. I'll be shot at before I walk through the door.
  • Saitama: *grins* Oh we know, that's why Genos and Kin are going to help you with a disguise
  • *Sonic looks to the side as Genos folds his arms over his chest, little Kin hopping up and down with excitement*
  • Kin: Dress up! Dress up!
  • Sonic: *groans* just don't make it something tacky
  • *Sonic walks out from the back dressing room in a long black, backless dress with a silver necklace and silver bracelets on his wrists. His hair clipped up in a pin up style with make up to match*
  • Sonic: *grumbles* You know they will still recognize me, right?
  • Saitama: We're taking extra precautions for that, we got you a date. They won't be quick to pick you off if you're there with a hero.
  • *Hellhound walks in*
  • Sonic: NO! I'M NOT GOING WITH THE MUTT!
  • Hellhound: Cool it, Slick. I wouldn't go with you anyway. I was picking up your date. He's a little jumpy around the bosses so I had to go get him. *Steps aside as Mumen Rider stands behind him in a tux*
  • Mumen Rider: H-hello.
  • Sonic: *Face goes red* I'm going to kill all of you later
  • Saitama: You can try
  • -------------
  • *Later at the hero gang party*
  • Sonic: I don't see why they didn't just ask you to give us information
  • Mumen Rider: Oh, I can't give information like that to the villain gang but there's nothing saying I can't escort a member here.
  • Sonic: ...you enjoy finding loopholes don't you?
  • Mumen Rider: Heh, I guess I do
  • Sonic: That's adorable
  • Mumen Rider: What?
  • Sonic: I said you're stupid, come on I have work to do