i cannot deal with his face

here have some AUs as if there aren't enough on your dash already
  • “i came to the gym to work out but holy god i can’t stop watching you do one armed push ups that’s so hot” au
  • “this is totally awkward considering before this the only interactions we’ve ever had have been casual nods to each other in the hallway but there’s a huge fucking spider in my bath tub and you seem like the friendly neighbor type please help me” au
  • "you’re the only delivery person who gets to my house in any semblance of the word fast which is why i keep requesting you but you don’t believe me and tease me constantly about it” au
  • “okay i get it you’re a great thief and don’t want to go to jail but i’m the exhausted af detective that’s assigned to catch you i stg if you let me bring you in so i can sleep i’ll get you a good deal” au
  • "okay i get that there are no seats left in this cafe but like i am trying to read here no you cannot have this chair my feet are using it thank you very much please get out of my face now” au
  • “my parents moved me halfway across the world when we were twelve and before that we were best friends but now i’m back and moving in across the hall from you so hi?” au
  • “i’ve been travelling a lot and somehow you’re in every single city i go to seriously what the fuck who even are you how are you doing this” au
  • “we’ve been nothing but friends for our whole lives but then we played seven minutes in heaven on a dare and now i think i might actually be in love with you” au
  • “ngl i thought you were the weak one of this friend group but your whole life just went to complete shit around you and somehow you’re still acting the same so if you want to be weak you can be around me” au
  • “my guitarist quit the night before the gig that could mean the big break for a band that i have put my soul into and supposedly you’re really good but i swear to god if you screw this up for me i will hunt you down and slit your throat” au
  • “it seems we’re the only two people in this class that actually know what the fuck is going on want to team up for this project and ruin everybody’s lives” au
  • “we started arguing about which hogwarts house this one character would be in and we completely lost track of time and now you’re demanding i take you out to dinner is this a date” au
  • “i’m the private investigator that was hired by your ex to track you down and you totally caught me sitting outside your apartment in a rental car so hi what up” au
  • “i came to check out this support group but things have kind of been majorly sucking lately and you were there and i didn’t even know anything was wrong but we’ve known each other for months what gives” au
  • “i’m the lawyer helping you get custody of your daughter and oops you’re all kinds of adorable with her and also i think she’s growing attached to me is this good or bad” au
  • “i meant to text the contact one above you in my phone’s contact list for a booty call but i didn’t realize i hit your name until i sent it so now i’m just sitting here feeling those little three dots hardcore judging me” au
  • “we started dating after months of sexual tension between us but then you moved across the country so now we’re trying to figure out how to make this brand new relationship work long distance” au
  • “so not to be rude or anything but i’ve been coming to this cemetery at this time on this day every week for fucking years and i’ve always been alone up until now seriously what the hell” au
  • “it’s the middle of the night and i’m walking home alone in the dark and there’s this guy following me and he’s starting to gain on me and i found this phone booth with a lock on the door and i tried to call my best friend but my hands were shaking so badly i accidentally dialed the wrong number and i don’t even know you but help me” au
It is becoming increasingly clear that Donald Trump ...

Is one of those people who, if you met them at a party and had no idea who he was or that he was rich, you would very quickly try to figure out how to back away from.

More, from his handshakes to his in your face wealth and self importance, he knows you WANT to back away, so he’s got to get you trapped to keep you near.

What it must be like to live in so ego-damaged a soul I cannot imagine. I’d be sympathetic, even …. If he weren’t president, and his pathologies are ours to deal with.

It’s quite a thing.

After the medal ceremony, a summary

After Autumn Classic’s medal ceremony (x,x)

You wonder why Yuzu suddenly took the gold medal off his neck?

It’s because he thought he could jump a 3A with a bouquet on one hand and a medal on the other……(okay actually he didn’t want to the medal to swing around but still =.=)

And then you wonder why he put the flower on the ice like that?

It’s because he wanted to do a fucking revenge with 3A-1L-1L-3S !!!!!

And now that he’s done, he had to kill us by giving that flower to a small girl….

…playing “You go first!” with Misha….

…. and finally, bless those fans that got to touch his hand (lol look at their faces XD)

I still cannot believe how this can all happen in just over a minute XD Oh Yuzu~~~

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2x15 | A Problem With Memory | Promotional Photos

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'I'm a b***h for getting hit by a celebrity?' Woman 'thrown to the floor' in Louis Tomlinson airport scuffle claims she could have DIED from a brain haemorrhage as she hits back at One Direction fans trolling her online

The young fan who claims she was attacked by Louis Tomlinson says she ‘could have died’ from a brain haemorrhage and has faced a barrage of abuse including death threats from irate Directioners.

Ana Becerra, 22, has accused Louis of punching her after she pulled out her phone to film his row with a photographer taking pictures of his 24-year-old girlfriend Eleanor Calder at Los Angeles Airport.

Miss Becerra says she was left with a cut face and was hit in the stomach during the fight with Louis and his partner, who had landed at LAX on Friday after a break in Las Vegas.

In the face of threats and abuse from his supporters she tweeted claims that Louis was an inadequate father, he has been unfaithful and has smoked cannabis, adding: ‘And now he beats women’.

Astonishing footage of the fight has appeared online and the hashtag #WeSupportLouis is trending among his fans who say he and Eleanor are the real victims, with one witness telling MailOnline Louis’ girlfriend was hit in the face and throat by a gang of girls.

Tomlinson, who is said to be worth £40million, recently rekindled his romance with Miss Calder after an on-off relationship from several years ago.

He had been going out with actress Danielle Campbell, after having a baby with American Briana Jungwirth in January 2016.

In the face of an online hate campaign Miss Becerra tweeted: 'I’m a b***h for getting hit by a celebrity? Literally I hit my head on the ground a little bit harder I could have an cerebral haemorrhage.

She added: ’#WeSupportLouis is actually trending he abused a girl!! I COULD HAVE SERIOUSLY DIED’.

anonymous asked:

Why do you think Sherlock was 'road-testing' (practising) dancing to the piece he composed for John and Mary, considering they were the only ones going to dance to it? It was the morning of the wedding, presumably he'd already taught John by this point. Do you think he was imagining dancing with John? Do you think he hoped he would dance with John at some point that night?

My first thought when I saw that scene was that he was practicing dancing to it just to make sure it was…well, a “danceable” composition, if that makes sense. Checking the tempo, feel, rhythm, etc. This is his gift to John and Mary and, just like his speech, he’s terrified of screwing it up.

As to your other questions…ugh. UGH. That whole “I taught him conversation” at the end of TSoT conversation just wrecks me. I mean, this has just happened:

Sherlock’s true feelings are briefly written all over his face, and John absolutely cannot deal. He looks down, has a second of wait, what? glances back up to confirm he’s seeing what he thinks he’s seeing, and yeah. He can’t look. He can’t face those feelings.

Sherlock sees that, and he gives John an out. He tells them to go dance. Mary (very considerately) asks “what about you?”, they joke about there being “limits,” and then the tutoring conversation happens.

Here’s how I read it (lining up the dialogue with the gifs):

SHERLOCK: “Don’t worry Mary, I have been tutoring him.”

JOHN: “He did you know…”

JOHN: “Baker Street behind closed curtains.”

I put a delay on the last frame. It lines up with John’s “closed curtains” comment. See how Sherlock’s kind of trying to laugh along until John makes that joke? He glances at John with a confused, almost hurt expression here.

John, meanwhile, has gone into full-on bro mode. It’s his way of utterly denying what he’s just read on Sherlock’s face. His shield is fucking UP. I love John Watson dearly, but I have a hard time watching him here, because he’s truly being a dickhead.

JOHN: “Mrs. Hudson came in one time.”

JOHN: “Don’t know how those rumors got started.”

A careless glance at Sherlock, a dismissive joke about their dance lessons and years of rumors about their relationship, a flippant laugh (seriously, listen to the way he laughs there, it’s SO not his normal laugh)

brush it off, never meant a thing, face the wife, face AWAY from Sherlock, don’t look back don’t look back don’t look back

He gets super affectionate with Mary. And yes, I know, it’s their wedding, they’re dancing, they’ve just learned she’s pregnant. But we’ve seen John act affectionate with Mary and this is different. John might as well have NO HOMO stamped on his forehead here.

He. Can’t. Deal.

And Sherlock knows it.

Did he imagine, after their lessons, maybe getting the chance to dance with John at the reception?

Possibly. Probably. He did just tell Janine (and us viewers) that he loves to dance and has been “living in hope for the right case.” Well, he’d solved quite a case this evening.

And after all, John had danced with him before during their lessons. Maybe Sherlock thought John was comfortable with it – comfortable enough with his own sexuality, whatever he considers that to be – to dance with his friend at his wedding reception, his best friend, his best man. It doesn’t mean anything unless it means something.

 

But no, that was “behind closed doors.” Can’t let anyone see that, nope. That’s how those rumors got started. Those silly, meaningless rumors that meant absolutely nothing, just everyone in the world reading too much into this totally platonic friendship, right mate?

Maybe they could’ve danced in front of everyone, because it wouldn’t mean anything. Except John read the real meaning on Sherlock’s face, and nope, not gonna happen now, can’t face that, can’t deal, shields up.

Because it would have meant something to Sherlock. Just like it did “behind closed doors.” It means everything. And he doesn’t care who knows, not anymore.

But John cares. Right, Sherlock? John cares who knows. He cares what people think. It really bothers you. What? What people say.

It still bothers John. He can’t deal with Sherlock’s feelings, and he can’t deal with his own. John’s shield is up and who knows if he’ll ever lower it again. And Sherlock accepts that, and he respects it, and he does the only thing he can do now.

Shields up.

Well. I didn’t mean for this meta to happen. Time to go cry into my soup.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say a-freaking-gain, from the perspective of a disabled poc, DCEU Superman is relatable. He is the Superman of this generation. The world that exists in the DCEU is the precise parallel of the world we live in right now. The people squabbling over whether this man who is not from their world, a man who has done no harm yet based on false perceptions fueled by xenophobia and hatred of anything that is not the “majority”’s kind.

Unable to fit in, unable use his native name, fear of being revealed, forcibly assimilating into society, watching as people who don’t know him, don’t know his heart, and only judge him because of where he’s from, not caring that this man precisely grew up among them and never did them harm regardless, judging him based on terrorist actions of a few that he had nothing to do with, and so on.

I could literally switch out Superman’s name for any minority when describing what he deals with and y'all know it’s the precise similar things minorities go through. You literally cannot debate on DCEU Superman’s relation to this generation. The Superman Zack Snyder has given us is the real Superman. It’s raw. It’s honest. It’s the bold truth. Every way that the media in the DCEU reacted to Superman is a direct reflection of how this world is. It’s only “controversial” if you choose to reject the very real struggles he faced solely because of his identity. It didn’t matter to the world that he was a good person, it wasn’t enough of what he did for people, they rejected him. That is more relatable than anything else rn. To me, as a poc I identify with those nuances and those struggles.

He’s our Superman. He’s my Superman.

anonymous asked:

16 ZACH DEMPSEY FLUFF!

from this prompt post

Originally posted by 13reasons-13truths

“Jesus Christ, you look like shit.” Jess walked in my room, pulling the curtain open for the first time in a couple of days. I blinked and curled into my blankets, unearthing a few empty cartons of Ben and Jerry’s from the end of my bed as I narrowed my eyes at her through the small opening in my comforter.

“Get up.” Jess wrinkled her nose at the trash thrown everywhere, and reached over my bed to rip the covers off of me. I groaned loudly, my high pitched noise frightening Rufus, who jumped up from the end of my bed and began to growl, his ears up and alert as he mustered all the ferocity an obese corgi can. I shoved my head into my pillow, mumbling something incoherent as Jess began to tug at my legs. “I don’t know what you just said. Get-the-fuck-up-, Y/N.” She accentuated each word with a pull on my legs. “Jesus, you haven’t shaved in a while.”

“Ha ha.” I mumbled, face still buried in the pillow. “Suck for you.” 

I could practically feel Jess roll her eyes as she sat down on my bed, placing a reassuring hand on my back. “Look. I know the breakup was hard on you. I know Zach fucked up, and we both know that the reason he gave was bullshit. Focusing more on school? Sure, Zach. But that’s the past. You can either sit here, mope, get greasy and smelly as you focus on something that happened and can’t be changed, orrrrr you could get up, throw on a super cute outfit and go hella slutty tonight at Bryce’s party. C’mon, this’ll be your chance to make Zach jealous! It’ll so be worth it.”

I felt my heart sink at the mention of his name, but the opportunity to make Zach wish he could have something he let go was too tantalizing for me to pass up.

“Fine.” 

With Jess there, I was ready in less than half an hour. She’d poked and prodded with makeup brushes and lipsticks, and yanked and tore my hair after I had showered, and pulled out the shortest dress I owned with the highest pair of heels I owned.

“Holy SHIT! Your ass looks amazing in that!” My eyebrows shot up as I turned quickly to look at my butt in the mirror. 

“Huh. Wouldja look at that. You’re a miracle worker, Jess.”

“Look, Y/N. When your mom calls me, worried out of her mind because you haven’t left your room in three days, I start to get worried and of course I have to come and help. What are best friends for? Now c’mon, let’s go fuck up Zach Dempsey.”

She hugged me quickly and led me out to her car. She chattered on endlessly about cheerleading and tests and Justin as we drove, with me responding with the occasional word of encouragement and interest. I mostly watched the trees passing by, blurring into one another as day turned into night. We had just pulled up into Bryce’s driveway when Jess turned to me.

 “Now, I don’t want you to worry about anything. I’ll be DD’ing, so you just go and have fun.”

I smiled for the first time in a while. “Thanks, Jess. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Love ya.” With the confidence of a newly single girl ready to take on the world, I stepped out of her car and strutted to the front door, smiling at every person I passed and making a beeline for the kitchen, where the drinks were. Before I could set foot onto the tiled floor, Bryce slid in front of me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “Hey, Y/N! Good to see you out and about!”

“Hi Bryce.” I muttered, pulling away. He always gave me the creeps. He was a total player, like most of his friends.

“C’mon, Y/N! Let me get you something to drink.” He smiled, that charming, irresistible to many smirk. And then, I decided- fuck it.

“Sure, Bryce.” I smiled, curling into his arm as he led me out back to a keg. 

“I’ll be back in a sec.” He winked, then reappeared a second later, handing me a full Solo cup of lukewarm beer.

“Thanks.” I took a sip, grimacing slightly, and turned to make my way back into the house, until I heard a low whistle from Bryce.

“Wow, Y/N. I didn’t know you had such a nice body. Damn girl. I know you must be searching for a rebound, so hey. I’m right here.” He had stepped up right behind me, and whispered that softly into my ear, his breath warm on my cheek.

“No thank you, Bryce. I-” I pulled away, but Bryce grabbed my waist and pulled me back towards him, groping my ass as he pulled me closer. “Bryce, get-” 

I was just about to turn and hit him when I heard a deep voice that simultaneously comforted me and sent a chill through me, shattering the semblance of confidence I had before.

“Bryce, I think you heard her say no.” Zach stood there, all 6′3″ of him, looking imposing as he crossed his arms over his chest, making sure his biceps were bulging as he looked down at Bryce. “C’mon, Y/N.” He stretched out his hand to me and I hurried away from Bryce, grabbing on to him and walking further into Bryce’s huge backyard.

He led me to the gazebo that sat under the shade of a huge oak tree, and sat down next to me on one of the benches. I moved away from him, leaving a gap between us as we sat wordlessly. I watched the moonlight dance through the gazebo as the trees shifted in the wind, and I felt myself shudder as that same wind blew harder through the gazebo. Zach shifted slightly, and I felt the heavy and familiar weight of his varsity jacket on my shoulders, covering up the too tight, too slutty dress. 

“Much better.” I heard Zach mutter.

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing.”

“No, I think you said something, Zach. Please, enlighten me.”

“I said, ‘much better.’ I don’t like the way guys were looking at you in that dress.”

I turned to him, anger blazing in my eyes. “You lost the right to be concerned about guys looking at me about three days ago.”

He stiffened, and looked away. “I…”

“No, Dempsey. Sit down and listen. We dated for a month, which really isn’t that long, I get it. But we’d been hooking up and we’d been friends for a helluva lot longer. So I think I deserve more than a fucking text message that I get at eleven at night saying ‘I can’t do us anymore.’ I deserve a lot more. It was hard, it’s been hard, Zach. It’s not fair to me. I deserve an explanation, because you and I both know that the ‘school’ excuse is bullshit. I thought I meant more to you than that, but I guess not.” 

I shrugged the jacket off, letting it crumple in a heap on the ground as I stood up to leave, but Zach caught my wrist as I stood.

“You mean a lot more to me. I never meant to hurt you.” 

I rolled my eyes as I felt them start to tear up. “You did. You really, really did.” I let out a humorless chuckle as the tears started to flow. “I thought I was done crying over you.” I stood for a second, wiping the mascara stains off my face. “I still am waiting for your explanation.”

Zach sighed, looking down at his feet. When he made eye contact with me again, I was surprised to see his eyes glistening as well.

“That’s just it, Y/N. I don’t have an explanation. I…I never meant to break up with you. I just…I fell too fast. And I got scared. But the minute I did it I regretted it. I regretted it when I realized how upset I was. And you bet your ass I regretted it a thousand times more when I heard from Jess how badly you were taking it…the only reason I came here tonight is to apologize. And to tell you that, if you’ll take me back, I won’t fuck up again. And…to say that I love you.”

My head shot up as he said those last three words. Something in my eyes must’ve told him it was right, because he leaned in and gently kissed me, placing his hand on top of mine. It was tender, hesitant, and perfect. I pulled away, wiping his eyes as I shakily smiled. “I accept your apology, I take you back, and…I love you too.” Zach smiled victorious, and pulled me in for a hug, my head fitting perfectly into the crook of his neck.

“Seriously, though, as much as I love that dress because damn it makes your ass look beautiful, please put my jacket back on because I cannot deal with the way the other guys look at you.” I rolled my eyes and smiled as Zach leaned down to place the jacket on my shoulders and pull me in close, kissing me on the forehead.

“It feels so nice to be able to say that I love you to your face, Y/N.”

“You’re a dork. But ditto.”

Carousel: Part 4 (COLE X READER)

Carousel – 4

SUMMARY: It’s the last day of shooting. You’re very excited to see Cole, especially after what happened the other night. However, he starts acting differently towards you. When you find out the reason why, your heart breaks.

A/N: Thank you so much for all the love! I hope you enjoy reading this ‘cuz I really enjoyed writing this one! Here’s a cup of tea and my favourite butter cookies ^_^

-

Today is the last day of shooting. You had mixed emotions when you woke up this morning-  clearly very excited to see Cole after what happened the other night, but also doleful at the thought of not seeing him everyday.

Even with so much on your plate, you still can’t believe Cole kissed you. Cole Sprouse kissed you. It’s so surreal- you’ve had the world’s biggest crush on this guy for the longest time and last night, he kissed you!

It’s too good to be true, to be honest. You’re the happiest you’ve ever been and all the credit goes to Cole. 

The cheeky dork from Suite life of Zach and Cody to the cheeky handsome lad from Riverdale.

You’ve only worked with him for over a month but it’s crazy to think how, in such a small amount of time, he managed to make you like him more and more everyday with his sense of humour and clever pick-up lines. From the way he irritated you to the way he was most courteous around you- aw, you loved him all the same!

Wait. Did you just say love?

You enter the set right on time. Mark was pleased to see you, as always.

“(Y/N)!”, you heard someone call. “(y/n), over here!”.

You turned to find Camila, Lili and Casey huddled up in the Hair and make up room.

“What’s up?”, you walk towards them.

“So,” Casey begins,” Since today is our last day of shooting, we all thought it would be a great idea to hang out at Camila’s house afterwards.”

“You know, some cheesy Riverdale get-together” Camila explains.

That would mean extra time with Cole!

“Sure, that sounds lovely!” you reply happily.

“YAY!”, they all cheer and hug you.

“Aw, I’m gonna miss you guys so much!” you exclaim.

“Save the tears for later, babe.” Camila retorts.

-

You’ve already been in set for two hours but there’s  still no sight of Cole.

You wanted to call him and ask him where he was but the Beyonce inside of you told  you not to.

 “So, you in tonight?,” KJ walks over to you.

“Yeap,” you nod,”Are you done for the day?”

“Nah. I’ve got two scenes left.” He answers.

“Oh, right. We’ve got a scene later.”

“What’s up? Why do you look so blue?,” KJ questions, clearly reading the disappointment in your face.

“I’m not bl-“

“COLE!” KJ calls out, looking at the other side.

Alas! There he was. Your handsome Cole.

Something was odd about him today though. Usually he would give the warmest smile and run up to you and KJ, but today he just waved and left- ignoring your gaze.

“That’s odd,” KJ commented, “Maybe he’s just tired.”

-

“Great job, (y/n). That was a great scene,” Mark applauded, “You too, KJ”.

“Thanks, Mark.” You and KJ reply in unison.

“(Y/N), I have to talk to you,” said Mark.

“I’ll see you later, (y/n)”, KJ made his way to the changing room.

“(y/n),” Mark began,” You’ve done really well this season. You’ve won all of our hearts with your talent and I’m pretty sure the fans are gonna love you as well”.

Your heart felt warm on hearing his kind words, “Aw, Thank you so much. It’s been great working with you too, Sir. An absolute pleasure!”

“If we were to call you back for season 3, you would be available right?” he questioned, making your eyes widen.

“Absolutely! I would love to.” You happily reply.

“Perfect, I’ll see you before we all pack up” Mark leaves.

Season 3? Wow. Mark wants you back for season 3. Another roller coaster with Cole. The only thing that mattered to you was Cole. You wanted to see him, talk to him, play with him, have him irritate you- do all the things you id when you first met.

You still haven’t seen him since the awkward wave earlier today. It felt odd but KJ assured he may have been just tired.

Suddenly, you spot him heading towards the Men’s room.

“Cole!” you call him. He turns around to meet your eyes.

His eyes didn’t glisten like it did the other night. Instead, he just ignored your voice and looked away. He headed straight to the Men’s room, leaving you hanging.

What was that?

Your heart tried to convince you that maybe he just didn’t hear you but your mind knows that he did see you- he just ignored you and left.

Why was he acting like that? It can’t be total coincidence that he acted strangely earlier today too. Something was up.

-

“Hey, Cole and Lili are doing an interview in the other room. Wanna watch them?” KJ asks.

“Sure,” you think it may be a good idea to observe Cole for a while,”I guess”.

You and KJ head towards the interview room. It’s partitioned by a glazed wall so KJ and you just watch them from outside.

Cole looked heavenly as always. You wanted to be mad at him for ignoring you but c’mon, I mean, look at that face! Who can stay mad at that?

“So, Cole Sprouse and Lili Reinhart,” the interviewer began,”Any gist you can give us for the second season of Riverdale?”

“Well, there are a lot of new characters and interesting plot!” Lili answered.

“We’re not giving anything away. You have to watch find out”, Cole wittily replied.

Damn him. And his cheeky smile.

“I know we haven’t got a lot of time since you kids have to get back to work, so let me just ask you the question the whole Riverdale fandom is dying to find out. Are you guys seeing anyone?”

You could feel your heart squeeze. What was he going to reply? Is he gonna say he’s single? Or is he going to tell them about you?

“Well…,” Lili laughed nervously.

“We are, actually.” Cole replied boldly. “I’m seeing someone”

“And who might that lucky person be?” the interviewer asked.

You could feel an entire zoo in your stomach waiting for Cole’s response.

“Lili” he answered.

Your heart sank.

“Lili and I are dating.”

“Wonderful! I can’t believe….” The interviewer’s voice faded as you walked yourself out of the room.

What did you just hear? Cole is dating Lili? Since when?

You could feel your heart pumping, or was it breaking? You grabbed a bottle of water and sat yourself down.

No, this cant be., your heart argued. He kissed me last night.

He said he will miss seeing me.

How can he do this to me?

Or is he just saying it for the ratings?

What if he’s just saying it to increase the bughead shippers?

Yeah, that must be it. Cole would never hurt you like that . The cheeky hearthrob who took you to the most beautiful bridge one cold night, would never hurt you like that.

You convinced yourself that Cole simply said it for the sake of saying it. The theory calmed your heart for a little while-

You heard the door open and Lili, Cole and KJ walked out. You immediately got up from your seat.

“(y/n)!!”, KJ walked towards you, “Where were you?”

You gave him a small smile, before looking at Cole and saying,”Can I talk to you for a while?”

“I have scene with Lil-“ he was cut off by Lili,”Oh that can wait. See you guys later!” Lili and KJ exited the room.

“Yeah, what did you want to talk about?” he harshly asked. He sounded cold. His face bore an expression you couldn’t read.

“Are you really dating Lili?” you asked in a sloppy tone,clenching your fist, hoping he’d say no.

“Yeah.” He bluntly replies.

You eyes widen. Your heart sinks

“Since when?”

“Does it matter?” he rolls his eyes and scoffs.

You could feel warm tears collect in your eyes as you gather the strength to reply to him. “Well, yeah.” Your voice cracked,”You kissed me last night.”

When he saw you cry, his face dropped but not long before it went back to its cold self. “So? People kiss all the time, (y/n). It’s not a big deal.”

You cannot believe what you just heard. How could he do this to you? How could he kiss you knowing how much you liked him, knowing it would break you once you learnt that he was actually dating Lili?

How could he be so cruel?

You covered your face and ran away from the scene. Without a thought in the world, you immediately got into your car and sped home.

-

Everyone had finished packing up and were gathered in the centre stage.

“Where’s (y/n)?” Mark questioned,”Cole?”

“How would I know where (y/n) is?” Cole replied harshly, although, his face read concern and he had been looking around the room searching for a certain face since the last 5 minutes.

“I called her a dozen times, she isn’t answering.” KJ said.

“Maybe she left.”

“Alright, nevermind then” Mark concluded, “Anyways…”

-

10:56pm

You’re standing outside Camila’s house. You spent the last hour at Barney’s Bar insead of heading home. You don’t know what brought you here. You’re not sober enough to think twice about your decision. YOLO- you knock on her door.

“(Y/N)!” Camila exclaims in surprise. She takes you in by the hand and announces, “EVERYONE! (Y/N) is here !”

“Whoa, (y/n),” KJ retorts, “Did you already get wasted on your own before coming here?” he comes closer to sniff you.

From the corner of your eye, you could already make out that Cole was standing there with a bottle of beer in his hand. You can’t even bring yourself to look at him. 

I hate him.

“Maybe.” You whisper close into KJ’s ears.

“We were just playing truth and dare,” Cam intervenes, “Let’s continue”

So now, you’re all gathered in a circle, with Cole sitting right across you. He and Lili sitting aside each other. Ugh.

Camila spins the bottle. “Aw,” Camila cheekily grins. The bottle pointed at you.

“So, (y/n). Truth or dare?”

“Dare” you boldly reply, earning yourself a lot of “oooh” from the squad.

“I dare you to kiss KJ”, Camila excitedly blurts. As she said it, you accidently meet Cole’s gaze. His eyes widen at Camila’s bold dare.

You turn away from him. “Sure,” you smirk at Cam and pull KJ towards you.

You were just about to crush your lips onto his, when-

You felt an arm grab you from behind pull you out of the enclosure.

Before you could make sense of what was happening, Cole had already brought you out on the front porch.

“What the hell, Cole?”, you angrily push him away.

“’What the hell, Cole?’ What the hell do you think you were doing in there? What the hell do you think you’re doing here, showing up this late? You could’ve gotten yourself into an accident, you know? You could’ve-“

“SO WHAT, COLE?”,you question him angrily,” Why do you care?”

“Because I, I-“ he looks away, refusing to meet your gaze.

“Nevermind.”, you could already feel tears form in your eyes. You wipe it away quickly. You couldn’t even look at him anymore- Looking at him hurt.

“Nevermind. It’s all just a game to you, anyway. Just because you knew I had the world’s biggest crush on you, you thought it would be okay to play with my heart. Well guess what, Cole? I’m over it. “ you see how his face changed. He looked…hurt?

“I’m over it. I’m over you. Good on you, though. Even though we weren’t really together, you managed to break my heart anyway. You really hurt me. I bet you must be ecstatic right now.”, you try to sound stern but the tears rolling down your cheek get the best of you.

“Everything okay in here?” KJ makes his entrance to the porch.

You rub your eyes, “Yeah. Eveything is fine.”, you give him an assuring smile,”I wanna go home.”

“I’ll drop you.” Cole says in a low tone.

“I can do it too” KJ offers, “if you want..”

“Thanks, KJ.” You walk towards his car.

You pause.

You turn around and walk towards Cole for one last time, “(y/n), I-“

You cut him off, “I forgive you. I know you’re not sorry but I forgive you.” You sniff and smile through your tears. “Also,” you move closer to him, “People kiss all the time. It’s not a big deal.”

“(y/n), I-“

You leave before he says anything. You leave him hanging. Tears continue to fall from your eyes as you get into KJ’s car and out of Cole’s sight, knowing that your heart will not follow.

They say love is a carousel, you go round and around and around until you finally come to a stop. It’s the endless push and pull of emotions. You think you know what’s right. You even think you know what’s best.

But do we ever really know?

I don’t think so.

-

It has been two weeks since the incident. You’re completely heartbroken over what Cole did to you but “never again will I allow someone to make me feel this way” you promised yourself.

Pictures of Cole and Lili continue to circulate all over the internet, which was part of the reason why you deactivated all your social media accounts.

Since that night at Camila’s house, and three days after- Cole called you over 30 times and left you a dozen messages. You didn’t answer any.

He knows how much I like him. He knows. He’s just trying to lure me into his webbed lies again, you convinced yourself.

What could he possibly have to say after what he said in set on the last day of shooting?

You’ve changed your number since.

You’re also,now, staying with your parents since lonely nights in LA haunt you with the memories of a certain black haired raven eyed boy with the most beautiful smile.

“Honey, there’s a mail for you,” your mom hands you a letter.

it read -

“To

(y/n),

You are cordially invited to attend the grand trailer premiere of Riverdale Season Two at Hollywood Open House on the 12th of July 2017 at 11am.”

Shit.

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Catch Me (Day 4)

Summary: In which a bet leads Bucky to have to catch you every day for a week, no matter what.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,530

A/N: I’m sorry for posting this so late, I was out all day but I still wanted to get this up for you amazing readers 

@avengerstories I am forever grateful to you for editing this at all hours of the day

Day 3

Originally posted by dailyevanstan

“I can’t believe the AC broke down.”

“I can’t believe that you managed to blow up the AC,” you counter. Tony flips you off and you respond by swimming over to him and splashing water in his face.

“I did not install a pool in this tower to be treated this way.” You chuckle and splash him again much to his exasperation and everyone else’s amusement. Before he can retaliate, you float over to the edge of the pool and climb out. “Come back in this pool and face me like a man!”

“I think you mean like a woman,” Natasha corrects from her position on a large floaty. “By taking the coward’s way out and getting out of the pool, she’s already acting like a man.” Raucous complaints come from all the men in the pool, but Natasha is too busy relaxing to pay them any mind.

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12x10

Yep, another picspam review. I mean, with this episode, how could I not? I was broken for a full two days, so of course it warrants me repeatedly smashing my face into the keyboard… which is pretty much what this entire post is. Face smashes and screencaps. (And boy howdy, do I mean screencaps. There’s a LOT. *rolls around in all of the caps*)

I actually did not have all that much time to get online yesterday, so this time around I don’t believe I’ll be unintentionally quoting any of you guys. \o/

First, I will share this… I get my legal digital copies from Google Play (I have Android everything, including a fucking television that’s running Android… of course I use Google Play and also ‘cuz fuck a whole lot iTunes). Someone at Google knows exactly what they’re doing because THIS is the picture they decided to use as the thumbnail of this episode. And I am DYING because this exact moment is when Cas says, “get out” and Sam is just staring like, “omg mental note do not fuck with Cas right now.”

Yah, that’s perfect. YOCKEY: I am Cas. Get the fuck out, you broke me. I am also Sam. I cannot believe you just did that jesus fuck.

(Side note: that picture is taken with my Android phone of my Android TV.)

That said.

Number of Obligatory Dean Wall Slams: TWOOOOO!!! Yockey, you speak to my heart.

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anonymous asked:

In your point of view, what made Bellamy fall in love with Clarke Griffin?

The short and obvious answer here is “who she is,” but I highly doubt you came here for that, nonny, so let’s go through this shit moment by moment.  (And this is less “what made him fall in love” and more “the evolution of Bellamy’s feelings for Clarke from his standpoint” because that’s something I can unpack for days, and also it is easier to talk about because “what makes someone love someone else” is a very ephemeral thing and hard to parse).

1) Mercy-killing Atom.  I don’t think he fell in love with her then, but Clarke’s willingness to do what he couldn’t– even though he knew it was necessary– completely upended Bellamy’s preconceptions of Clarke Griffin: Privileged Princess.  That had to happen for him to fall in love with her, and the look on his face (awe, sadness, confusion) is fucking epic.

2) The shooting lesson in Day Trip.  That’s the moment where you see Bellamy be like “oh shit she’s pretty oh shit oh shit oh shit.”  It’s really him being aware of being attracted to her, even if he doesn’t really follow through on it.  Not love yet though, I don’t think.  But Feelings + Attraction.

3) The moment under the tree in Day Trip, obviously.  Bellamy getting forgiveness he doesn’t think he deserves and Clarke being there for him at his lowest– that’s a pretty fucking key moment in their relationship, because Bellamy is used to being the one giving emotional support.  Receiving it from someone else, especially someone he values as much as Clarke, was clearly a game changer for him.

4) Literally every time Clarke checks in with him in season one on leadership decisions.  She’s showing her trust in him and his decisions and for Bellamy that is a sign of enormous respect.  He repays her in kind by trying to shield her from any negative fallout, like when he tells her she doesn’t have to be there for Lincoln’s torture.  She shows him she values him so he shows her how much he values her.  God, these two.

5) The Hug in 205.  Up until that point, I don’t think Bellamy had really thought about what Clarke meant to him.  It was just instinctive– I need her and therefore I will protect her/do my best to find her/do my best to lead our people the way she did.  He had a few moments of “oh god she’s pretty” in Day Trip and Unity Day, but I think it took Clarke tearing across the camp and jumping into his arms for him to be like oh yes you are my Person.  Mostly because I don’t think he realized that her feelings for him were just as strong until that moment, and he’s very much a Conceal Don’t Feel person.

6) I can’t lose you too.  It’s a reprise of the Hug, but this time it’s verbal and it’s Clarke saying I just lost someone I love and I am putting you on that level.  It’s an explicit acknowledgment of how important he is to Clarke and he can’t even look her in the eye afterwards.

7) I was being weak.  This is a step back for Bellamy, because I think this is the moment he put his Clarke Feelings on hold.  He’d been tentatively getting used to acknowledging that he cared about her a lot more than he cared about any one else, and while I don’t think he was planning on saying anything about it (especially not after Finn) I think he was mentally preparing himself to be in the “I am in love with Clarke and she loves me but not like that” feelings area.  But then Clarke basically says “no, actually your life is totally expendable to me” and so he’s like BACK INTO THE BOX THESE FEELINGS GO NEVER TO BE SPOKEN OF AGAIN.

8) Of course, those feelings are like, constantly lurking under the surface and breaking through for the rest of season two, like when he smiles at the sound of her voice or decides to help her commit mass murder to save their people or tries desperately to convince her not to leave him alone.  But he’s officially Not Talking About It.

9) The moment when Bellamy decides to infiltrate an enemy army because he cannot stand the thought of Clarke being in danger not one more second.  I think seeing her tied up was the moment his heart went “yeah remember how you were Not Dealing With These Feelings?  They’re baaaaaaack.”  He just completely gives in to how much he loves her and touches her face with wonder and then when he loses her again he just snaps.  

10) The fight in Arkadia when Clarke comes back after the massacre.  I think this is the moment where he’s just completely given up, both in terms of fighting his feelings and in terms of thinking they could ever be reciprocated.  Which is not to say that he’s upset with her for not reciprocating them– he’s mad about a whole lot of other things but definitely not that– but just that he’s dealing with about 400 different feelings at that point and all of them are negative.  He knows he loves Clarke and he knows he chose her over Gina and that resulted in Gina dying, and he “knows” that Clarke doesn’t feel anywhere near as strongly about him as he does about her (this is a misperception on his part, but an understandable one) and he knows he needs Clarke to center him and he “knows” she doesn’t (again: not true, but I get why he would think that).  He’s legitimately angry with Clarke for leaving him behind to deal with the fallout from Mount Weather alone, which is completely separate from his romantic feelings for her, but that compounds how awful everything is for him right then.  It’s a sad moment, but I think it was a very clarifying one for Bellamy.  He loves her and she left him and everything fucking hurts.

11) The Beach Hug.  This is another clarifying moment, because Bellamy realizes he can let go of his anger towards Clarke.  He’s never had the ability to choose to forgive someone, remember, because his whole world before about six months ago was his mom and his sister and no one else.  He always had to forgive the Blake women because he loved them and they were his family and that’s what family does, but Clarke presented a new challenge: someone he loves who hurt him, but whom he has the choice to forgive.  If he wants to never speak to Clarke again, well, it’ll be difficult, but he could do it.  He could nurse that grudge until the end of time if he wanted, but he decides he doesn’t.  He chooses to love her even though she hurt him, and I think this is when we shift back to 2B Bellamy: In Love, But Not Talking About That, and we stay with that Bellamy through the rest of the third season.

12) The List.  I think this the moment where he came closest (so far) to admitting to Clarke that he loves-with-a-capital-L her.  He’s so gentle with her even when refusing to let her win the argument, and it’s just so clear that he doesn’t see the point in living in a world without her.  But he didn’t say anything, and I suspect it is for two reasons: 1) out of respect for Clarke’s feelings (he knows she was in love with someone else who just died) and 2) because he doesn’t see the point in saying anything.  He thinks the world is ending, and if Clarke isn’t ready to hear I love you from him he’s not going to say it.  It’s enough for him that he knows it, at least for now.

Okay, so in summary: it’s hard to say exactly when Bellamy fell in love with Clarke, but I think it happened at some point in late season one and he officially started to realize it in mid-season two, shortly before Finn died.  He shoved those feelings back where they came from (or so help me) until early season three, but when he actually admitted those feelings to himself it was when he was in a very dark and bitter place.  I think he has finally made his peace with those feelings, and as of now (404) I think Bellamy would say “Yes, I love Clarke Griffin but I can go to my death without telling her so.”  

Nessian Headcanons (as first time parents)

Think I might do these for all my ships. Cos why not 💁🏻

Rowaelin Manorian Feysand

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-so you think Nesta can’t get any moodier well strap yourself in because pregnant Nesta is a tyrant.

-which turns out well because when Cassian finds out she’s pregnant he becomes so sappy and sweet and honestly as much as she yells at him (which lets be honest is all the time) he can’t help but just smile at her.

  -they are both pretty nervous though because no ones really sure how a baby with someone who was Made is gonna be like because Fae having children rare enough as it is let alone a half/Illyrian half Made Fae.

  -Nesta likes to put on a front like she doesn’t particularly care like she’s having a baby what of it but one day Cassian comes home from spending time with Az and Rhys and she’s sitting on the couch clutching her stomach and she’s crying her eyes out. At first he thinks she must be in labour but then realises that she’s just really, really scared. Scared that she won’t be a good mum and scared that something will go wrong because she loves her baby so so much and she would die if anything happened to it.

-Cassian comforts her through all her breakdowns and gently kisses her forehead and reassures her. Because he knows Nesta better than he knows anyone, and he can’t think of a better woman to be the mother of his children.

-Nesta is convinced that they are having a boy and Cassian thinks it’s a girl and they fight endlessly about it (*spoiler Nestas right as per usual*)

-one day Cassian and Nesta are having dinner like normal when her stomach starts convulsing in this weird ass way. It’s like when the baby kicks (btw the first time that happened Cassian and Rhys both cried while Az comforted them. They were just 3 very happy brothers) but on steroids and they were both like ‘what the fuck’ but then Cassian realised its just the baby stretching it’s little wings trying to get comfy.

  -Nesta is over a week overdue and it’s so pissy about it. The only people who can stand to be near her are Elain (bless her soul) and Cassian (who lowkey finds her outbursts hilarious)

-Cassian has to go away to the Court of Nighmares with Rhys while she’s still pregnant and is extremely nervous about it and does not want to leave her alone. Feyre and Elain both stay with her while he’s gone and it’s like a big sleepover except Nesta goes into labour because when has the timing ever been convenient in her and Cass’s relationship?

-Cassian makes it back just in time to see his boy born and cried hysterically while he’s holding him. Then he hears a not-so-subtle uh hem and whoops he forgot to show Nesta their baby.

  -All three of them huddle together for the night and it’s so wonderful. Their son has rich black and purple wings and Cassian is convinced he will be the most powerful Illyrian ever and will be able to beat him and his Uncle Az and Rhys in a fight before he’s even 5 years old.

  -the first time the baby flew was when it was 3 months old and Cass wasn’t there and Nesta was like ‘shit Shit shit Shit’ because it’s not like she can fly after her son. It’s turns out okay though because he can’t get very far when he’s so young, and he is content just to fly around the lounge room.

-Cassian is devastated that he missed it, but then realises that this means he can start teaching his son to fly.

-Cassian and the Bub get up to so many shenanigans together. Once when the bub had just turned 4 they accidentally ruined a painting Feyre had made for Nesta and when Nesta questioned them about it Cassian just crossed his arms and was like 'I have no idea what your talking about Sweetheart’ and their son copied his daddy right down to the crossed arms, stance, and smirk on his face.

-speaking of the smirk it GETS. THE. KID. WHATEVER. HE WANTS. Seriously. One smile from the boy and people will sacrifice anything for him.

  -and more 'let’s give mummy a heart attack’ fun, when their son is 4 and a half Cassian throws him out the window of the House of Wind as a prank (both father and son knew it would be fine they had been practising in secret to surprise mum) and Nesta was absolutely hysterical and screamed for someone to go get her baby and she didn’t stop crying until she had her baby in her arms. She made Cassian sleep on the couch for the rest of the week.

  -Nesta and Cassian have a lot of arguments about how to raise him. Cassian is adamant that he be raised in an Illyrian camp, but Nesta refused saying she thinks that it is barbaric.

-eventually she yields when she realises how important it for Cassian and his proud Illyrian heritage, and Cass didn’t turn out that bad so what could be the worst that happens?

-Her baby comes home everyday for the next decade with new bruises, but he always has a smile on his face and becomes one of the fiercest warriors in the camp, and has already been given 3 siphons to help harness his power.

  -then oh shit puberty hits.

-Nesta legit is like 'I cannot deal with this Cassian do something he’s gonna start humping the couch like a dog you fucking Illyrian brutes and your conquests’

-So Cass enlists the help of Az and Rhys and they all have a stern talk about safe sex and what all these things happening with his body mean and the poor lad is just sitting there and his face is bright red and he can’t look his dad or uncles in the eyes for weeks (which they find hilarious)

  -when he does his trials in the mountain Nesta frets nervously for the whole week while the rest of the family is chill as fuck. Cass isn’t worried at all. His son is, just as he thought he would be, one of the strongest Illyrians to ever have been born.

-All in all they are just a beautiful family.

-it takes Nesta a really long time to become pregnant again, it isn’t easy for her, and her son is nearly 21 by the time she runs into Cass crying of happiness because she’s pregnant again after years and years of trying.

-Cass also thinks this baby is going to be a girl. This time he is right.

How to Deal with Park Chanyeol

Summary: In which Kyungsoo makes a list of all the different methods he tries to deal with Park Chanyeol.

Note: So, I love exosexo, right. (She’s my literal favorite, one of the reasons I plucked the courage to make this blog) and she uploaded a “How to Deal with Park Chanyeol Trailer” yesterday and I felt inspired to write something based of it. I hope you will all enjoy!

Credit:  exosexo
Video: How to Deal with Park Chanyeol Trailer

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images/videos used. 

Main Masterlist - EXO Masterlist

Originally posted by drugnamedexo

1. Ignore him

Kyungsoo closed his eyes tightly shut as his head rests in the crook of his own arm that lay against the table. With each call of his name, his teeth sunk deeper into his lower lip, he had to stop himself with the metallic taste of his own blood flooded into his tongue. It was days like this that he literally considered killing Park Chanyeol.

“I’m going to stop bugging until you respond to me~”

Kyungsoo could practically hear the smirk Chanyeol was wearing from the words he spoke. It was so unbelievable he could just punch him… though he promised Junmyeon he wouldn’t fight, and that’d he’d try with everything in him to just get along with-

“Kyungsoo- ah~”  

“What?” Kyungsoo jumped up, his voice uncontrollably snappy as his fist banged against the table in annoyance. His large, fiery eyes landed on Chanyeol’s smug face as he said, “Hi.”

Then, Chanyeol stood up and left, laughing as he went.

You cannot deal with Park Chanyeol by ignoring him

2. Kill him

If Kyungsoo wanted to murder Chanyeol, he could probably do it. An accidental slip of a knife to the heart while he’s cooking, or incidentally leaning on something that could fall and crush Chanyeol to pieces - no, actually that would never work, his ego was too big for anything to crush it.

Kyungsoo watched Chanyeol in the corner of his eye, observing the way Chanyeol was smirking to a reflection of himself in the mirror as he ran his long fingers through his freshly cut brown hair. In a certain light, he almost looked attractive, that was until Kyungsoo realised he was slowly starting to lose his mind. Chanyeol’s always talking about how handsome he is, maybe Kyungsoo has heard it so many times he’s starting to believe it.

The thought made him want to kill the idiot even more.

Though even though it was idealistic, it wasn’t practical - and spending God knows how many years in prison was not worth it for the sake of Chanyeol.

You cannot deal with Park Chanyeol by killing him.

3. Tell him to “fuck off”

A photo shoot should be easy. Compared to dance routines and performing live, it should maintain a low stress level for any normal idol group. But of course, EXO isn’t a normal idol group, especially when it includes Park Chanyeol.

Every time the idiot insists on opening his stupid mouth, the words that escape are either bigging up himself or stomping someone else down and Kyungsoo is sick of it.

He’d distanced himself from the others, seeking a moment of peace and quiet outside the studio to let himself take a second to breath, that was until Chanyeol’s voice tore his final nerve.

“What are you doing out here, it’s cold -”

“Chanyeol, fuck off!”

Kyungsoo looked back at the other male, who had a big, kicked- puppy expression on his face. The expression passed as soon as it appeared though, and his smirk was soon riding back on his lips.

“Fuck off? Right now? Are you sure, there’s a lot of people around, Soo, I wouldn’t want us to get caught. Nice to know you think of me like that though -  and that you’re into doing it in public, I’ll consider that in mind for future reference.”

Kyungsoo wished he’d have used his last option by killing him.

Because you cannot deal with Park Chanyeol by telling him to fuck off.

4. Kick him

The fourth attempt of dealing with Park Chanyeol is kicking him. Though even that was also proven completely ineffective.

“Didn’t the photo shoot pictures come out great? I knew I looked amazing, Kyungsoo- ah even said he wanted to fu-”

Kyungsoo struck his foot under the table and slammed his foot into Chanyeol’s leg.

“Ah~ you want to play a romantic game of footsie under the table now? You’re so cute~ See, I have an admirer everyone.”

As Kyungsoo seethed in anger, he realised that:

You cannot deal with Park Chanyeol by kicking him.

5. Ask Baekhyun for help

Kyungsoo thought it would be a good idea to take his frustrations to his trusted friend Baekhyun. The two sat in Baekhyun’s room, the two of them venting about how irrational and annoying their band mate was.

“He said, ‘be grateful I gave you the cup’” Baekhyun ended his story about the time Chanyeol had told him to get himself a nonexistent cup of tea.

“I will kill him for free!” Kyungsoo raged in response, throwing a pillow from the sofa beside him onto the floor, some sadistic thought in his mind imagining it was Chanyeol’s head.

“Worst comes to worse you could break his heart, since you’re apparently so infatuated with him. You know, he talks about you a lot these days.” Baekhyun mentioned, as if he was slowly trying to break something to Kyungsoo.

“Yah! Be thankful he’s not talking about himself for once.” Kyungsoo spat as Baekhyun smirked - somehow it was worse than Chanyeol’s, or maybe it was the words that went with it;

“Maybe he’s starting to like you as much as he likes himself, Soo.”

And that’s how Baekhyun became number 2 on Kyungsoo’s hit list.

You cannot deal with Park Chanyeol by asking Byun Baekhyun for help.

6. Never ask Baekhyun for help

Kyungsoo decided to repeat this fact twice on his list, because seeing the smirks Baekhyun now gives him from across the room painfully reminds him that he needs to get better friends.

You can DEFINATELY not deal with Park Chanyeol by asking Byun Baekhyun for help.

7. Stay with him

It wasn’t until this pivotal moment that Kyungsoo eradicated the idea of killing Chanyeol. It seemed that despite his self-loving exterior, there is a human and emotions in him somewhere, something Kyungsoo found out while it was just the two of them in the dorm when everyone else went out.

“Kyungsoo, I thought you and the others all went out.”

Chanyeol looked startled, like a deer in headlights, and it was the first time that Kyungsoo had seen him in such a tearful state. Kyungsoo never did find out what Chanyeol was upset about, but he did learn that to shit with Chanyeol’s head in the crook of his neck as he seeks support in someone with such a vulnerable state is more satisfying than it should be.

You can start to deal with Park Chanyeol by staying with him.

8. Talk to him

After that day Kyungsoo had found Chanyeol crying, it seemed as though Chanyeol was more of a person than Kyungsoo had ever imagined than a demon from hell who purely existed to torture him on a daily basis.

Even though the other members teased them, befriending Chanyeol seemed much easier than Kyungsoo had ever found it. By talking - even about the most insignificant things at 3am, you find that Chanyeol isn’t always cocky, it’s always obnoxious - in fact, he may even be a little insecure, under the thick layers of false senses of confidence.

“Do you want some help cooking Kyungsoo?” Chanyeol asked from the counter he just sat himself down on.

“No, stay out the way, you’re practically a walking hazard.” Kyungsoo reminded him as he moved the pan onto the hob.

“Alright, I’ll just admire you from afar, then.”

You can deal with Park Chanyeol slightly more by talking to him.

9. Understand him

Kyungsoo found himself lay on his back in Chanyeol’s bed beside him, both of them looking up at the ceiling at they talked. They’d been like this for hours, palm to palm and talking as if there was no limit on time. Talking to Chanyeol means you can understand him, and understanding him leads to so much more.

“Do you think I’m a pain in the ass too?” Chanyeol asked, smiling, as if he already knew the answer Kyungsoo would give him.

“Yes, more than anyone else I’ve ever met.”

“Oh Kyungsoo-ah, you won’t know pain in the ass until I give it to you.”

Kyungsoo turned his head to see Chanyeol grinning at the ceiling, his cheeks flushing red like a teenager confessing their crush. Chanyeol flicked his head to look at Kyungsoo too.

They stayed looking at each other for a long moment, and it wasn’t until Kyungsoo’s lips were sealed with Chanyeol’s that he realised;

You can deal with Park Chanyeol by understanding him.

10. Love him

Despite knowing smirks and teasing comments, it’s the perfect life dealing with Park Chanyeol. Kyungsoo is happier than ever before as he writes his final stage for dealing with Park Chanyeol, putting his list to a final close.

You can happily deal with Park Chanyeol by loving him.

Laundry Day

Author: Mikala

Characters: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, (also, Sam WIlson makes a brief appearance, so there’s that)

Words: 2,650

Warnings: Smut between Pietro and the reader. Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, my dudes). Swearing. 

Author’s Note: I came up with this idea, and @bovaria picked the character. And then I found this picture, so it must have been meant to be. JUST LOOK AT HIM UGH. Anyway, enjoy!

Your night started out with laundry and a string of heavily-accented foreign words being yelled loudly from down the hallway, and even to your untrained ears, they sounded like expletives. You were taking your dirty clothes down to the laundry room in the tower, and before you hit the door, you could already tell that it was Pietro who was shouting. With one hand holding your laundry basket against your hip, you pushed through the door slowly, assessing the situation. Pietro stood in front of one of the various washing machines, a scowl set across his face.

“Hey, Piet. What’s going on?” You asked, cautiously walking closer to him. You set your basket on the floor in front of an empty washing machine next to him, then turned to look at the one he was facing.

“Stark and his damn technology,” Pietro muttered to you, his accent thicker than normal. You’d come to learn that that happened when he was angry. “I cannot get it to work,” he snapped, glaring daggers at the “error” message that blinked on the screen above the appliance. Tony had taken it upon himself to upgrade nearly every electronic and household appliance in the tower, and while some of you were adapting quickly, others were having a great deal of trouble. Pietro seemed to be one of the latter. He was constantly getting into arguments with inanimate objects (some of which could talk back to him—oh, the wonders of artificial intelligence) and he’d already broken several things, much to Tony’s dismay.

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Revelations

AAAAAAAAAAAH.

So. My second fanfic. Here, as promised. What is more, within the confinements of the very vague promise of “someday” that was given (Inspired by this ask I received).

I have been working very hard (occasionally) on this for the last week or so, it is almost 3 am and I. Can’t. Edit. Anymore. So I’m leaving it here, for your judgement.

Also I can’t think of a name for this damn thing.

ACOWAR spoilers, for those of you who haven’t read it yet.

Summary: In the aftermath of a war between The Autumn Court and The Day Court, Helion Spell-Cleaver is once again faced with his former lover, The Lady of the Autumn Court - and she has a secret she needs to share with him. Set after ACOWAR.

A/N: I cannot deal with naming characters. That is not my problem and so she doesn’t have a name. 

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Broken Promise, Broken Heart (M) Part 2

Part 2 of this request from @megandexoforlife (hopefully it tagged you) <333 

I’m sorry for taking 5 billion years like I always do…I hope you enjoy the ending to your story ^_^ I have a little special thing planned for everyone for Friday, and I’ve already scheduled the post so it definitely will not be late! P.S. The War is lifeeeee


Genre: X Reader, fluff, angst, smut,  a Neighbor!AU?, Friend!AU?

Member(s): Jongin, Chanyeol

POV: 2nd Person

Warning(s): There is smut. Technical cheating? IDK. Have caution.

Summary: You should never, ever go back on a promise. Even if it’s a weird promise to your drunk best friend… You shouldn’t.

Word Count: 7,826

Author: Ari (^///^) (@loser-dot-com)

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Originally posted by dazzlingkai


Another week of hell, or school, began. You looked for Jongin all morning, but saw no trace of him anywhere. Finally, you had no choice but to go to 1st period. 2nd period passed the same way, with no sight of Jongin.

The break bell rang. You walked out to the quad, wondering where Jongin could possibly be. He hadn’t mentioned any appointments, so-

“Y/N!”

You turned around at the sound of Jongin’s voice, gasping at what you saw.

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anonymous asked:

DID YOU SEE CAT'S NEW VIDEO I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS CUTENESS DAN AND PHIL AND A PUPPY SOMEONE GIVE THEM A DOG I

IM WATCHING RN AND HAD TO LITERALLY CLICK PAUSE AFTER 45 SECONDS BC IM LITERALLY CRYING (and this time i actually DO mean LITERALLY there are actual tears coming out of my eyes) OH MY GOD DAN’S HIGH PITCHED ‘HELLO’ WHEN HE GREETS IT AND THE WAY IT STARTS LAPPING AT HIS FACE AND DANS GIGGLES JESUS CHRIST HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WATCH THE WHOLE THING