i just finished this like right now

Soooooo i called him last night (I was (a bit) drunk)
  • Me: "Heyyyy honeymoon, what u up to?"
  • Cole: "where are you? Are you drunk? How much did you drink? Should I come and get you?"
  • Me: "chillax man, i'm fine. How was my essay? Did you enjoy it?"
  • Cole: "Are you sure you're okay? It was great."
  • Me: "u know I like u right?"
  • Cole: "well yeah, i'm very likable."
  • Me: "no, I really, really like you"
  • Cole: "I really, really like you, too."
  • Me: "should we get married now? Did you just propose? Honey i'm not finished with school yet I need to live my life"
  • Cole: "*laughs* no, I didn't propose. I wouldn't do that over the phone."
  • Me: "well then we should meet shouldn't we?"
  • Cole: "not if you're not telling me where you are."
  • Me: "oh my oh my, mister ******, are you flirting with me?"
  • Cole: "I would never! *laughs*"
  • Me: "I should probably go, i'm sorry I called you, this is super embarrassing"
  • Cole: "oh no, it's fine. It's my fault, really. I gave you my number after all. *chuckles*"
  • Me: "i'm sorry, i'm hanging up now*
  • Cole: "it was great talking to you. Don't drink too much and study for your finals!"
  • Me: "teachers.."
  • Cole: "irresponsible students.."
  • Me: "men in their 40ies.."
  • Cole: "wowowowowow, now we're getting offensive! *laughs*"
  • Me: "didn't say that was a bad thing"
  • *hangs up*

I felt compelled to try my hand at the trash lord but my laptop won’t turn on right now so phone it is…I’ll have to get it fixed so I can finish it later.

This bastard is fuckin hard to draw and it doesn’t help I really haven’t done anything in ages. This’ll probably end up just a simple sketch/maybe color study.

I hope to do some more when I get my laptop fixed. Hopefully some Ardynoct fluff or smut in the future~ There’s a couple fics I’d really like to illustrate.

anonymous asked:

why r ppl talking about chris and william texts and what is this recent ballon squad stuff help i feel confused i just finished an exam and saw all this stuff my mind is like that working out an equation gif right about now

you rn: 

there’s a new text update of chris and william + the balloon squad did a live answering tons of questions about the show, you can find the video here and the rough translation here

Hey, thanks to everyone who commented or messaged or otherwise held my hand after my whiny post about writer’s block. Your encouragement was very kind and all of it was appreciated.

Part of the problem, I think, is that I’m working on so many longer stories right now. I miss the feeling of accomplishment that posting a complete piece gives–the positive reinforcement of being reminded I can actually finish something.

Clearly the solution is to write a few short prompt fills! So please hit me up. Is there a list going around at the moment you’d like to choose from (I think I saw something about cuddling)? A first sentence that popped into your head? Or just name a favourite character and I’ll see what I can come up with…

there he is, that space defending dude keith

Sometimes John and Sherlock accidentally talk all night.

Like maybe the intention to go to sleep at a normal time was there, but then they get distracted.

11 PM: They finish the movie and it just naturally feels like time for bed. Teeth are cleaned, doors are locked, and they settle in between the sheets, and damn is the bed comfortable compared to the haphazard dog pile of limbs they had gotten into on the sofa.

“What did you think of the film?”

“Nice; very enjoyable.”

“Did I tell you it was my favorite when I was a kid?”

“No. Really?”

“Yeah. Would watch it on repeat.”

“Interesting. But it’s no longer your favorite?”

“Right. I dunno- I still love it, but not in the same way.”

“I understand. Your favorite now is that one Bond, um…Die Another Day?”

“Yeah.” John gives Sherlock a small, soft smile. He looks almost bewitched.

“What’s that look for?”

“It’s for you. ”

“Yes, but why?”

“Because it’s really nice to have someone remember things like that about me.”

1 AM: The discussion has shifted to favorites, and why they’re favorites.

“So you would rather listen to that same Rolling Stones album again and again for eternity than ever even trying something like Debussey?”

“Correct.”

“Alright, well, now I know.”

“You know what?”

“That we’re breaking up.”

They laugh.

2 AM: …and now they’re just naming things they like.

John: “Long car journeys”

Sherlock: “The smell of coffee.”

“You hate coffee.”

“I hate the taste of coffee.”

“You are a complex being.”

“Thank you.”

They laugh some more.

John: “Rainy mornings that last all day.”

“Me too.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“They’re lovely.”

“Why’s that?”

Sherlock fidgets with his lips, trying to figure out how to phrase his answer.

“Because you always wake me very…pleasantly… and often you continue waking me pleasantly for most of the morning…afternoon…even into the evening sometimes.”

“Do I? When it’s raining?”

“Yes. Not every time, but under a certain set of conditions I can, for the most part, look at the forecast for the morning the night before and know in advance whether or not I’ll be getting anything done the next day.”

John looks back at him, a concoction of surprise, then near embarrassment, then a sly smile.

“Interesting, see, I find that I get one thing in particular done consistently on those days.”

Sherlock snorts.

4 AM: The topic has shifted between worst hangover stories and crazy uni memories to some more difficult things, like John’s time in the service, and Sherlock’s addiction.

“We’ve sort of been dealt a few tough hands eh?”

“Truly.”

“Makes me want to take you away somewhere and just be relaxed for a bit.”

“I would agree to that in an instant.”

“Yeah? Let’s do that, then.”

“Fantastic idea!”

“I do get them on occasion.”

More laughter.

5 AM:

John is trying to work in to the concersation something he’s been wanting Sherlock to know for a long time. It’s difficult, though- he’s never really said anything like this- anything so personal.

“It says a lot about you, I think, that I can do things like this- stay awake all night, not having to be overwhelmed or rampant. You balance me, John.”

“Yeah..yeah I- I know what you mean. You also- I mean, you sort of…I don’t dread…my life to come…anymore. I used to think of all the days and years I had left to endure, wonder how I would fill them, hoping I could find something that wouldn’t feel so miserable, something to settle for, but you- fuck, Sherlock, I think back to that now and it feels like a horrible nightmare. I’m…more than just glad, to have found you. You- damn, this is hard, I-”

Sherlock ties his fingers with John’s and moves even closer.

"Take your time. No rush. No pressure. Anything you want to tell me, you can. You’re safe here.”

"I suppose…You umm…you made me rethink- my plans, for me, yes. But not only that, you also showed me a way of living so different from what I had known, so much better and full of richness, I look back at those days where I no longer wanted to be alive and think -it’s probably because I wasn’t alive. I had every responsibility and felt every drawback of life but was denied any of the good stuff. You showed me so much more than I ever knew was out there- you sort of saved my life by…showing me how to live it? That’s so cheesy, I-”

And now Sherlock is crying. So John starts crying.

6 AM: they’ve got themselves together by now and moved on to something a little lighter.

"Right…so, you mean to tell me that James Moriarty, criminal mastermind, scary man with an affinity for the latest in explosive fashion, still sleeps with a teddy bear?”

"Precisely.”

"How did you figure that one out?”

"It took a few-visits- to piece it together, mostly because I was in disbelief myself, but he shows signs of a stiff neck as if he sleeps in an extremely bent position with one arm hooked partially under himself, likely around a small item. Persistence of this soreness shows that he didn’t just sleep wrong once, he makes a habit of this position. But what really sealed the realization was the right thumbnail. Much shorter than all the others, wrinkled texture, dry skin around the edges where the rest of his finers are immaculately manicured. Exposed to moisture for long periods of time.”

"No fuckin way!”

"Oh yes. He sucks his thumb. What a terrifying creature.”

Hysterical laughter.

"I’m always curious what you could tell about me right away and what took you a bit longer.”

That’s a dangerous path John- not everyone wants to know what others can tell about them.”

"Yeah but I’m just tired enough to ask anyway.”

"Well, all the things I pointed out at Bart’s…then more and more about your childhood based on your dating habits…around a month after we moved in I had narrowed down the approximate size of your…tyre lever…”

"Really?”

"Well…I had underestimated, to be honest. Your stature is misleading, as I’m sure you know.”-

"So, that is to say, you were-”

"Incredibly anxious and then surprised in the best possible way.”

"I was going for ‘not disappointed’, but alright.”

"Not in the slightest. My God, not even a little. In fact, what’s the opposite of disappointed?”

"Satisfied?”

"More than.”

"Sated?”

"Never.”

7 AM: Talking has ceased. The sun seeps in at the sides of the drapes, pale and gray. It’s a bit chilly, but neither know- it’s aafe and warm in the bubble of their room.

Neither sleep until around noon, after tea and toast in bed- the rain hits the roof in steady droves, tapping occasionally at the window if the wind blows a certain way.

Sherlock gets absolutely no work done.
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The Difference Between Us is an upcoming My Little Pony fan game about Fluttershy on her first date with Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy never knew that Pinkie felt that way about her, and she struggles to figure out what she wants and how she feels about Pinkie as she finds her way through the date.

There are three main routes through the date, and each route has three endings, all with several different variations depending on your prior choices. There are no bad endings, just different ways of exploring a new relationship and the new feelings that come with it. All of the mane six as well as the cutie mark crusaders make appearances to offer advice, hang out, or even put on a show. And all along the way, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie will be telling stories, sharing secrets, healing old wounds, and, hopefully, growing closer.

Coming soon!

It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 2/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match!

Word Count: 1,314

A/N: I really love how this is turning out :) Enjoy it, guys!

Part 1

Originally posted by imaginingbucky


Impossible. It was impossible. There was no way. This really wasn’t Captain America. The person behind the screen was not Steve Rogers. There wasn’t. And so, you voiced it.

“It’s not him.”

Peter scoffed, nudging your side. “You don’t know that.”

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instant gratification (m)

Originally posted by pjmksj

fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth

7k, smut

WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk


11.57am [Jeon Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.

The brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen, but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate, but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very seriously.

Swallowing back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”

You quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.

“Wait, you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your urgency to leave the room increases.

“Uhh… yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure that Sejong will call you out.

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Let’s all just stop to appreciate the fact that Tench Tilghman was Washington’s Aide-de-camp for over seven years and was only a volunteer for four of those years and just how dedicated he was to his work. Washington stated in a letter that Tilghman didn’t want or believe he should have the same rank as Alexander Hamilton and Richard Kidder Meade and that he also didn’t want to get paid for any of his services, so he turned down any effort to do either of those things. He did the job because he wanted to do the job and wanted nothing in return for it. It was at the pressing of his fellow aides and also Washington’s insistence that he get recognition for all of his hard work since joining the staff, that Tench Tilghman was finally appointed an Official Aide-de-Camp on June 21, 1780 and maintained that position until nearly the end of the war. But that wasn’t enough for Washington. Not only did Washington want him to be an aide, he wanted Tilghman to be allowed to hold a line command as Lieutenant Colonel as well and petitioned Congress to grant it for him. They would finally grant it to him in May of 1781.

In the winter of 1780, he was the only aide at headquarters and did all of the work by himself. When Alexander Hamilton’s fight with Washington broke out on February 16, 1781, Hamilton stated to James McHenry in a letter that he’d quit but had to remain at headquarters working “till more help arrives. At present there is besides myself only Tilghman, who is just recovering from a fit of illness the consequences of too close application to business.” Tilghman had overworked himself so much that winter that it caused him to fall seriously ill and he was forced to take an almost month and a half long break the moment Hamilton returned to headquarters that January. Washington even set a rule in place afterward that stated no less than 3 aides be present at headquarters at all times in order to prevent something like it from happening again.

Tilghman’s modest and disinterested hard work deserves all of the recognition, regardless of what the man says.

Wolfgang & Sun

Originally posted by sensatessource

  • They don’t say much, but they FIGHT for their loved ones
  • They don’t show emotions, but they PROTECT their loved ones
  • They’ll kill for survival, but they’ll DIE for their loved ones
  • They don’t smile much, but when they do, it comes from PURE happiness
  • I was SO HAPPY to see so much interactions between Sun and Wolfgang happened in this season – I loved this pair since Christmas special when they had this whole “if you need help” “I’m fine. If you need some air” “I’m good” then * both smirk * scene
  • There are so many things Sun and Wolfgang share in common
  • Both are the quiet ones in the cluster; they are badasses; and THEY DESERVE PEACE & HAPPINESS – and LOVE!
  • They might be strong on the outside, but they have soft heart inside; and that sometimes make these two people blame themselves for what they’ve done
  • Their mothers loved them; their fathers…one was abusive and the other was ignorant; and their other family members (like Steiner and Joong Ki) just couldn’t leave them in peace
  • One thing they don’t share in common, other than their fighting style, is that when Sun needs help, she asks for help. Whereas Wolfgang would NEVER, EVER ask for help – even when he’s being captured and tortured by Whispers
  • I really hope that in the end, both Sun and Wolfgang find their own peace (except rest-in-peace bullshit, I won’t allow it)

Favorite moments in season 2 (spoilers!)

2x02 Who Am I?

Originally posted by warinfinities

– I like that when they’re visiting each other, neither of them says ‘hi’ or ‘what’s up?’ Instead they just simply have a short eye contact and that’s it. The zoo scene sums up Sun and Wolfgang’s relationship. And we love this quiet-yet-we-know-each-other-by-just-looking-at-one’s-eyes. PERFECTION

– Not just from this scene, but most conversations between Sun and Wolfgang are short, very straightforward & concise…and that’s what makes their dynamic so real and sincere because we know both characters share a deep connection through their unspoken pain

2x03 Obligate Mutualisms

@thelovelylights

– OK, I love Sun just the way she is. But I absolutely love her when she embodies Wolfang. Two words; and her level of being badass just exploded there. Hats off to Doona’s perfect portrayal of Wolfgang/Max

2x07 I Have No Room In My Heart For Hate

@princessamericachavez

– In graveyard scene, everyone from the cluster talks to her from their heart…from their experience. What differentiates Wolfgang from rest of them is he’s the only one who says ‘the world would be better without’ people like Joong Ki and Wolfgang’s father. Revenge is a double-edged sword. It’s bittersweet. And Wolfgang has already had a taste of revenge..several times. However, I don’t think sweetness of revenge or his skepticism about justice are entire reasons why he says it. I think it’s because deep down he knows Sun is stronger than she thinks; strong enough to not only make Joong Ki pay for her father’s death but also take in the bitterness of revenge

2x08 All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet (1)

@fvuckyeahsense8

– YES! YES! YES! A thousand times YES! THAT SMIRK IS EVERYTHING! I don’t we need more explanation to this, at all * drops mic *

2x08 All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet (2)

@s8gif

– OMG. Did they literally finish each other’s sentence? OH YES THEY DID! * drops mic, again *

2x07 I Have No Room In My Heart For Hate & 2x09 What Family Actually Means

@litoshernandos

@superdamnvers

– This is not an interaction between them, but I really wanted to go over this little parallel scenes. Another thing I love about Sun and Wolfgang is they don’t use their strengths to bully someone or to just show off. They use them to protect their loved ones when they are treated like shit by shitty people not nicely

2x11 You Want A War?

@nestarearland

– I know I didn’t include “I would” in Gala scene. Doesn’t mean I don’t like it; it’s just kinda goes along with what I’ve written in graveyard scene. I didn’t want to be redundant. But yeah, I liked that scene too: Wolfgang in gangsta mode walking by Sun’s side while others are trying to stop her XD

– But back to the point, I personally like this scene more simply because I love when Wolfgang shows his gentle and caring side of him towards his cluster. Like when he cared for Will [x]. Also, we don’t really get to see Sun being afraid a lot (I mean of course, she’s a warrior), so it was kinda good to see her being weak and vulnerable for a moment but then quickly regaining her calmness after her cluster reassures she’s going to be fine. It shows how much Sun trusts her cluster; and how much her cluster cares for her (PLATONIC LOVE RIGHT HERE PEOPLE!)


I would say most interactions between Wolfgang and Sun happened during ‘sharing’ – resulting great action sequences, which also proves (again) that these two are not talkers; they’re fighters. Maybe that’s why they make an awesome pair!

Sometimes I’ll be sitting in my room, perfectly fine, and then I just get slammed by this wave of loneliness and I hate it

our little family pt.3 | park jimin

Originally posted by minblush

Pairing: Father! Jimin + Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst + parent au

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.

Parts: 1 2 3

Reader’s POV

“Ms.L/N!!”

Looking up from your phone, your lips tilted up into a warm smile as you saw a familiar face enter the room, as she slightly skipped, swinging her lunchbox in one hand.

“Jieun-ah!!” you cheered as you made your way to her, pinching her cheeks softly as you cooed, “How’s my little girl been?”

Giving you a big smile, one that reached all the way up to her round eyes, she gave you a thumbs up and grinned, “I’m great! Daddy and I even got another dog for Charlie so that he wouldn’t be alone anymore.”

Laughing slightly, you remarked, “Well isn’t that sweet of you to do!! By the way, where’s your Daddy, did he not drop you off–?”

“Her Daddy is right here.” a voice said teasingly as you looked up, scoffing a little as Jimin winked at you playfully. Your eyes quickly wandered to the cut on his lip, which to your surprise had seemed to be healing, making you sigh in relief.

Getting up, you patted Jieun’s back and motioned her to go and put away her stuff in her cubby before walking up to Jimin. Motioning to his face, you said softly, “You’re looking better. How did you manage to explain this to Jieun?”

Jimin chuckled as his eyes fell on his little girl who was humming along to a random tune as she walked around the classroom, mindlessly.

“I told her that when she was asleep, her dad went on a mission to save a princess from an evil man, and then got hurt in the fight.” he said as his eyes flickered back to you, making you flush lightly at his words that made your heart flutter.

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A Little Something About The Tangy and The Tart

I cannot believe it has been so long since I posted and I’m sorry, truly, that it’s taken me forever and a day to get my ass in gear. But due to recent events, I felt inspired to write something and I’m actually really, really happy with how this turned out!

Also, I owe a huge thank you to @permanentcross for giving me advice and reassuring me this wasn’t crap and to @canistay-haz for being her wonderful, loving self and telling me I don’t suck. You both are so, so lovely and I’m lucky that I can ask you for advice when I’m not confident in my writing.

That being said, enjoy!

Warning: NSFW

Masterlist


Normally, Saturday mornings would be reserved for sleeping in, lazy kisses, and barely audible gasps filling your ears. Today however, you and Harry had to be somewhat functioning adults. You were having one last get together with Harry’s closest friends and family before his life was sent into the spotlight for who knows how long, and he didn’t get to be as free and open with his time as he had been. 

You woke up about half an hour after Harry did, knowing you had things to do and people to see but you were having none of it. All you could think about was the slight yet very-much-still-there tingling sensation between your legs thanks to yours and Harry’s late night rendezvous. You smiled to yourself, rolling over and letting your face collide into Harry’s pillow, inhaling his lingering scent that made you want him all over again… 

You made your way downstairs to your boyfriend, legs bare and torso covered in his ridiculously baggy pink shirt that was littered with the white polka dots, your rear just barely peeking out at the bottom hem. Harry was sporting only a pair of grey joggers that hung much too low on his hips, not that you were complaining. 

“Morning, sunshine.” You wrapped your arms around his waist, peppering his back with tiny pecks.

“G’morning, poppet. Sleep okay?” Every morning after, without fail, he asks how you slept. He asks because he knows when you’re both in the heat of the moment, sex isn’t gentle. Not that it’s animalistic, but you and Harry like what you like and making sure you’re comfortable and properly taken care of after is an essential part of his aftercare routine; he’ll be damned if he doesn’t take care of you and pamper any part that might be slightly bruised or extra loved on. He does love a routine after all…

“Mhm,” you purr into his back, pecking his skin once more before he spins around in your grasp, your arms falling to your sides while he places one hand on your cheek and encloses your mouth with his.

“Good,” he smiles down at you, pecking your cheek before turning back to the countertop where you can see he’s been preparing a dessert for the get together later that night. 

“Whatcha makin’?” you ask, hopping upon the countertop, legs swinging back and forth while eyeing the bowl of plain raspberries and the graham cracker crust that was still sitting in the tart pan Harry insisted he needed.

“How does a raspberry tart for tonight sound? Bought the pan, figured there was no use in letting it sit in the cupboard.”

You couldn’t help but stifle a giggle. There was nothing comical about the dessert in and of itself, but you were feeling some type of way this morning and you couldn’t help but think of it in a provocative way.

Harry rolled his eyes, trying not to grin, “Why is that funny?”

You just giggled again and reached to kiss him on the cheek, “Maybe I wanna be your little raspberry tart. I already have the perfect shirt on.” Although you’d been sitting on the countertop for a good minute already, Harry had just noticed how his shirt had ridden up your thighs and he swallowed hard, also taking in how you had only the bottom two buttons fastened and there was little, if anything, left to the imagination. What Harry didn’t know was that you didn’t have anything covering the part of you that wanted him the most; he figured you’d just thrown on something skimpy just to torture him but no, you were completely bare, apart from the bottom of the hem under your bum, and sitting on your boyfriend’s counter. Harry didn’t have a prayer. 

You smirked at him cheekily and even though you’d had him not even eight hours before, he could tell you still had an appetite for something else, something that filled you in a different way. 

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Being the Girlfriend of Draco Malfoy Would Include...

since I haven’t gotten anything out in a while, here is some headcanons


Masterlist


Originally posted by idontknowashit


Gryffindor Reader


Originally posted by 13rwhyblog



•Teasing each other jokingly 24/7

•Jokingly mocking one another in Quidditch Slytherin vs Gryffindor

•”Ha! You call that ‘good’, Malfoy?”

•”(Name)! Pay attention and stop ogling at the opponent!”

•”Well how do you expect me to stop staring when he’s got an ass like that?”

•”(Name)!!!”

•Playful kissing

•”Ugh, can’t you two get a room?”

•”You’re just jealous, Parkinson.”

•Then afterwards making a point by full on pulling his collar towards you for a kiss

•You both taking turns buying each other candy

•Him finally gaining the courage to bring you to meet his parents

•His father disapproving of you since you were in Gryffindor

•His mother asking you in private to keep Draco safe with a stern tone and stern eyes

•You telling her, “I would give my life to spare his.”

•Her almost tearing up and smiling sadly

•Him overhearing, taking you to his room and scolding you

•”If it comes down to you or me, never choose me.”

•”So you expect me to just let you die?!”

•”You are not dying. I won’t let anyone hurt you, you hear me?!”

•The small argument ending in cuddles and a promise to both stay alive




Slytherin Reader


Originally posted by pleasingpics


•The power couple

•You both slay tbh

•Like you could both walk down the halls and own the place

•It’s like you were basically meant for each other

•”Hey, Draco…”

•”I know what you’re thinking. Hot chocolate?”

•”With marshmallows, yes, definitely.”

•Headcanon that every Friday night some of the students in the Slytherin House gather in the common room to play card games like Cray, BS, or Spoons

•If it’s Cray, you and Draco are always a team and always win

•If it’s something where the two of you are competing against each other, you’re both super sneaky and competitive

•Sometimes he lets you win, sometimes you let him win

•Him taking you to meet his parents for the first time, Lucius having a mildly better opinion on you since you were a Slytherin 

•You acting prim and proper while dining with them, but then when you and Draco are alone in his room…

Tickle wars

•Narcissa smiling softly to herself when she hears the joyous laughter emitting from her son which she hadn’t heard in a while

•Her noting how much more he smiled when you were around or mentioned

•The two of you crying in each others arms when you show each other your marks

•You both drying each others tears and promising to keep one another safe

•”I won’t let anything hurt you. Never.”




Ravenclaw Reader


Originally posted by giifs-s


•You being almost like a guardian to him

•”Oh, Draco, don’t forget to finish that section of homework.”

•”Draco, remember to take your notes.”

•”Draco, your tie is right here. Stop looking in your sock drawer.”

•You sneaking into his common room (oh his request) to study

•Him not wanting to study

•”But (Name), what I meant by ‘study date’ was act like we would study and actually just cuddle.”

•”I have three tests coming up, Draco. Now shut up and let me study in peace.”

•You finally giving into his whining

•”Oh my gosh, fine. But if I make bad grades, you’ll suffer for it.”

•Him taking you to meet his parents

•Lucius not really treating you hospitably, but then again not despising you either

•But he has to admit, he was only slightly impressed by your academic ability

•”I will escort (Name) upstairs to my room. We have a test after the break and we both want to be prepared.”

•Then when you get into his room, all it is is goofing around and making paper cranes

•He shows you his mark, you having to try and stay strong for him

•He tells you that he never wanted it, you trusting him

•”You are not evil, Draco. You are not your father.”





Hufflepuff Reader


Originally posted by c-u-r-e


•You two being the cutest things ever

•Draco overhearing someone diss you

•”You better take that back, or I’ll just have to knock some sense into you.”

•Then you confront the person planning to fight Draco and

•”If you so much as lay a finger on him, I will rip off your arms and beat you with them.”

•Him buying you candy all the time

•Like seriously, you have a stash because of how much he spends on you

•”Draco, this looks expensive…”

•”It’s something sweet for someone sweeter.”

•Him losing focus in class because he is non-stop smiling about the small things you do that make him smile

•”You’ve gone soft, Malfoy.”

•Him not even denying it at that point

•”What can I say? She just does that to me.”

•You two walking in flower fields, him smiling to himself when you get excited over a pretty flower

•But he thinks you’re the prettiest thing out there

•Him taking you to meet his parents

•Lucius disapproving of you, but Narcissa seeing how care-free and dreamy you make Draco and approving of you

•Narcissa honestly finding you precious

•You and Draco building pillow forts in his room and sleeping in them

•You breaking into a fit of sobs when he shows you his mark

•But trying to stay strong because he started crying at the sight of you breaking down

•The both of you cuddling each other until you both fall asleep, making a silent promise to always be together no matter what life may throw at you.

7

ExR Week Day 2:  It’s Not What It Looks Like (It’s Way Worse!)

We all have embarrassing celebrity crushes when we’re teenagers, Enjolras’ one just happened to be in Robespierre (he still has a crush on him, but he keeps it lowkey, yeah, right).

(Now, I know it’s kinda shitty but I wanted to finish it for day two prompt and only had like three hours to do it. Also, it’s 23:40 hrs here in my country, so it still counts as the second day, yay!) This is probably the worst thing I have ever thought about and yet I regret nothing about it XD

Accuse me of not working my full 40, we'll see about that.

(long story: tl;dr at the end)

My job received some dramatic changes with the labor law changes from late last year. While it’s not technically law right now, my company is enforcing our policy to test the waters and see how it works for us. Basically this means, I can only work 40 hours a week. No overtime approval is available. Any days we work over 8 hours we have to use compensated time (comp time) to even it out. To help maintain office coverage we have meetings to plan our comp time.

To clarify, we can only use our comp time only on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays since we need a full staff on Monday and Fridays to assist our sales team. Also we can’t use it to come in late or leave early. So basically we’re left with taking long lunches (2.5-3 hours sometimes) right in the middle of the work day. But randomly, they’ll give us full days off when we work 6:30-7 hours on a weekend (which is nice, but this also is creating productivity problems). The staff who are a part of this have grown very frustrated because these long lunches are interfering with our work, meetings, appointments, and for the commuting staff they have to sit in their office for a long period of time and do nothing. Finally after a few months of this ineffective system, we told our CEO that we need to discuss some changes we think would make this better for everyone. He meets with our Exec Team and they agreed to attend our comp meeting to discuss things.

So, this Monday we all walk into the meeting with some level of hope. At the very least we’ll be heard and be able to say that we’d like to be able to come in a little late or leave a little early when things are slower. Our CEO explains his view on comp time and then a co-worker of mine explains how it isn’t working for us and it’s causing problems. Now our CEO is normally a chill guy, but he used an angry and defensive tone I’ve never seen before and went on a 15 minute rant about comp time. His rant included:

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Fake Chats #196
  • Jimin: tell me a story.
  • Jungkook: I don't know any stories.
  • Jimin: well, Tae's stories are weird so, think of something.
  • Jungkook: did he tell the one where you kill your fans?
  • Jimin: that's not even a story!Jungkook: I mean, it's kinda awful, but it's true. Sort of.
  • Jimin: Kookie, tell me a good story.
  • Jungkook: once upon a time there was a boy named Jimin.
  • Jimin: oh great.
  • Jungkook: and he loved to bug his friend Jungkook.
  • Jimin: c'mon...
  • Jungkook: and even though Jimin loved Jungkook so much, Jungkook was very awkward and always teased him instead of being nice.
  • Jimin:
  • Jungkook: but then Jungkook grew up and he figured out that Jimin was his family and now they get along great.
  • Jimin: Jungkookie...
  • Jungkook: except that now Jimin is very sassy and sometimes teases Jungkook.
  • Jimin: Kookie.
  • Jungkook: but it's only fair, I guess, and anyway, Jungkook loves Jimin just like Jimin loves Jungkook. Right?
  • Jimin: right.
  • Jungkook: stop looking at me like that.
  • Jimin: like what?
  • Jungkook: like I'm your baby.
  • Jimin: finish the story.
  • Jungkook: and Jungkook was Jimin's baby and the end.
  • Jimin: what a nice story.
  • Jungkook: shut up.