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12 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,987

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, torture, death, light smut

Originally posted by younas

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The pounding in your head was unbearable, but it was nothing in comparison to the burning sensation embedded deep inside your nostrils. Your aching body was heavy, almost too heavy to move; it took all your strength to eventually sit up on the bed, your eyes immediately scanning your surroundings in confusion, what had happened? By the looks of things you were in a cheap motel, the garish yellow patterned walls adding more fuel to the fire beneath your temples.

Glancing down you recognised Taehyung’s still body, his face weighed down heavy with sleep as his light snores echoed throughout the sparsely furnished room. Everything was a blur, one moment you were talking to Taehyung in your bedroom and the next, everything was black. Rubbing your eyes to try and adapt to the sunshine beaming through the windows your gaze eventually settled upon a brown glass bottle next to a white rag on the bedside table. Chloroform. The smell became overpowering as memories of a large palm pressing a damp rag over your open mouth played in your mind, that bastard.

“Good morning sunshine.” Sung chuckled before tossing you a box of painkillers, her face emotionless and unreadable, “Sleep well?”

“What’s going on?” You croaked, too proud to swallow one of the painkillers she had offered, instead choosing to hurl them towards her physique with force, “Where’s Jimin?” You barked, just where had Taehyung taken you? However if Sung was around surely your brother would be close by.

At least you hoped.

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La douleur exquise Pt.1 (M)

La douleur exquise: The heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have.

Summary: You’ve been helplessly in love with your brother’s best friend all your life, but he can’t see you as anything other than a little sister.

Pairing: Wonho(?) x Reader (feat. Jungkook) ((let me live))

Word Count: 8.8k

Warning(s): No smut in this chapter but I’ll promise there will be in the next chapters!

A/N: Hi! So I’ve actually had this done for quite awhile and was debating on whether or not to post it in it’s entirety but I have a lot in store for this idea so I decided to do it in parts! This idea is based off of these pics here x x x of Wonho cuz he just looks so boyfriend & I love him so hardgysasjsknc. And I’m tagging this as a Jungkook scenario because you’ll be seeing him more eventually. Also, I’m working on drabbles in the meantime as well DON’T THINK I FORGOT THEM OK I’LL BE POSTING ONE SOON hope you enjoy this in the meantime!!

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Since I was born, I’ve always been the one with the favorite. I’ve had a favorite doll that I always bring with me, a favorite cousin that I shower with gifts and kisses, a favorite candy that make my teeth rot, and now I have 7 favorite boys that I love so dearly. Probably someday, I’d move on and leave this fan girl life. Maybe I’d find someone that’ll be the center of my universe as you boys are to me right now. But for now, I just want to thank you for everything that you’ve done for me and for everyone. 

To Kim Namjoon, thank you for being the pillar that we all needed. With the eloquent speeches that your members wanted to express but didn’t know how and the expressive lyrics that have not only touched but also comforted peoples’ (fans or not) hearts, you’ve showed us how the right words could save and inspire another person’s life. 

To Kim Seokjin, thank you for bringing laughter and joy to everyone with your old man jokes and your ridiculous confidence. You’ve made us realize that it is always more gratifying to hear other people’s laughter mingling with our own even with the little things we say and do. 

To Min Yoongi, thank you for expressing yourself in the music that you make and the actions that you show. You’ve taught us that even through the most vulnerable of words expressed, one could still be strong and resilient yet even without the presence of words, love can still be felt. 

To Jung Hoseok, thank you for lifting everyone’s mood up every single time. You’ve made us believe that even when we think the world is always against us, there’s always that light at the end of the tunnel and all we needed is a little spark of hope to keep moving forward. 

To Park Jimin, thank you for letting your happiness shine through to your laughter and smiles. You’ve showed us that no matter how sad we’re feeling, a little act of kindness and compassion can be shown through just a little crack of a smile.

To Kim Taehyung, thank you for being and thinking completely out of the box. You’ve showed us the importance of embracing our true selves by being unique and different. and that no mater what anyone says, at the end of the day, how we accept ourselves is what really matters most. 

To Jeon Jungkook, thank you for showing us your will and determination in everything that you do. You’ve inspired us to be the best version of ourselves and made us realize that we can reach our dreams with the right amount of effort and passion for it.

To Bangtan, thank you for the beautiful songs that touch our hearts. the words you’ve written and the lyrics you’ve sung mean more to us not only because they mean a lot to you, but also because we know those words and melodies were made with the thought of us. 

Thank you for showing us your beautiful camaraderie and friendship right from the start.  You’ve taught us that platonic love is as important as every other love there is and that it should never be taken for granted because during times when we feel alone in the dark, only the people who’ve accepted who you are as a person are also the only people who’d hold your hand and never let you walk alone to make you feel that you are never alone in this cold, cold world.

Lastly, thank you for loving us every way you know how. each of you goes out of your way just to let us know that we’re always in your mind, never making us feel that we’re only on the outside looking in. with every tweet, every vlive, and even in speech acceptance stages, you’ve made us feel as if we’re all standing right there beside you, holding your hand and i think that’s what we all love the most about you. I honestly don’t know the right words to say because i have so much feelings that even hundreds of thousands of words could not be enough to express whatever it is i’m feeling right now. All I can say is that I love you guys. So, so much. And that I’m proud of whatever each of you have become in those 4 years we’ve spent with you. 

Happy 4th Anniversary to the beautiful boys who never fail to inspire me, to the playful dorks who never fail to make me laugh, to the gorgeous men who never fail to make my heart hurt just by looking at them, and to the lovable kids who didn’t fail to make me love them with all my heart. 

I love you, 방탄소년단! Let’s be together for a long time! Keep surprising people and let’s show the world why you deserve the world and more.  #4yearswithBTS

The Houses as Teachers I've Had
  • I'm sorry that this is the most steriotypical thing you'll ever read.
  • Ravenclaw: 1. My english lit professor, who always got really excited and would go off on tangents for discussions, leading us all to an existential crisis at least once a week. Likes to pretend he's scary and aggressive when really he's a small walnut who really likes books. Randomly cut me off in a conversation because he decided to teach me how to 'punch men'. Likes to write books where he is always a main character because 'it's easier than actually going outside myself and trying these things out'. Literally trips over everything. 2. Another professor who was literally the king of oversharing and then would say things that were hysterical but would offend people who weren't understanding their irony. When people's logic didn't make sense, he'd keep following it until he twisted it to a humorous outcome. Also gave us all existential crises. Lectured about the correct way to live your life and when I asked what it was he went "hell if I know, I'm only making it up as I go along and hoping that when I die, God doesn't saute me".
  • Slytherin: 1. My high school English teacher. Loved me, hated everyone else, failed people who were shitty in general, favoritism like no other, liked to make people debate things out but didn't have a personal point to prove. Let things slide if she liked you, very sarcastic. If you said something stupid, she would threaten to shove her stiletto heel in your eye socket. Said she only cried once in her life, and it was when she was in college and her Shakespearean Verse teacher had a thick Jamaican accent, and she never knew what was happening. 2. My Spanish teacher from Mexico who was literally so chill all the time, and only disliked like 2 people who were always antagonizing him (he failed them and passed everyone else). Would say and do everything really dramatically and said ZORRO at least once per class. Complained about the price of bananas. Gave up in the last month and just made us watch Jimmy Fallon videos every day because 'Jimmy Fallon is the man'.
  • Gryffindor: 1. Skateboarded into my freshman comp. course every day, forgot to wear pants under dresses that were see-through, would make us read vague philosophical essays that she then used to advance her own personal agendas. Rarely ever taught, mostly just went on tumblr while everyone looked around frantically. Tried to convince us to raise our children genderless by giving them a name like 'turnip' and never telling anyone their sex. 2. History-enthused teacher who used modern analogies to explain american history. Was the most petty man ever, it was perfect. When 'sporty' guys in the class would refuse to participate, he would pull out a small basketball and his wastebasket, and every time they got a question correct on the verbal review, he would let them shoot. Sweet guy in general, would walk people to the nurse, authoritative and honestly ugh I love him he is my son.
  • Hufflepuff: 1. Math teacher who ever Friday brought in some kind of baked good or candy, had little songs she'd dance around the classroom singing, chubby and sweet little woman, really liked Bon Jovi. 2. An advisor I met with once only because I wanted to drop a class that I was failing who sat me down for four hours. She started crying about 6 times, read me a whole bunch of motivational quotes, kept reading excerpts of the bible, and randomly having us pray together

anonymous asked:

Can you please write how story will turns out (after the party) if MC actually is a favourite daughter of the head of the most powerful criminal organization and even Saeran didn't know it, bc it was hidden very well? And her dad actually lost her for that 11 days. For RFA + Saeran +V. Hope, you'll like this idea. Love your writing!

I love requests like this, I’ve read them on other imagines blogs and it was so hard not to go the same way they did, so I tried to keep it soft. Like, her dad is very angry, but he can be very sarcastic and more passive aggressive than really violent and intimidating, and MC is the only one who’s not scared of him. And I think I just made this clear on Saeran one, but MC doesn’t have a mom here, which probably made her father even more concerned, since she’s the only one he has.

Hope you like it! ^^

TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of a panic attack on Saeran one


RFA + V and Saeran meeting MC’s criminal father


Zen                

  • You tell him your gangsta boss dad wants to meet him
  • He thinks is a joke at first, but when you two come to your father’s house and he sees the guns… boy
  • He was nervous just because he had to meet your father, now he’s pretty much scared.
  • “Sweetie, is this your new bodyguard? If you wanted a pretty one, you should have asked me instead of looking for one on some stranger’s apartment. You roll your eyes.
  • “Oh, I’ve seen the news, isn’t that the guy accused of sexual harassment?” “Which he already proved being innocent, dad. Something that would never happen if you went to trial. “
  • Zen is scared of seeing his delicate and sweet princess so feisty, but thinks your interaction with your father is kinda funny.
  • Not so funny when your father brings up everything he found about him. School dropout, former member of a biker’s gang and those promo pictures for “Promiscuous Jalapeno”…  your father doesn’t even know what to think.
  • But the worst is the fact that you disappeared from his sight for 11 days and came back with this guy… “Oh, she wasn’t with me for 11 days, sir. She’s been at my house for 2 nights, well, one and a half, technically…” ZEN, SHUT UP!
  • By that point you’re pretty much done with your dad’s passive aggressive threats and Zen’s brutal honesty, so you snap: “Daddy, listen to me. I was staying at this apartment for a couple of days, then he broke his leg and I went to his house to help him, but he kicked me out during night, which I must say… not cool, Zen! I got back to the apartment, which had a bomb on it, and then there was this weird punk guy talking about taking me to paradise or whatever, and Zen saved me, dad! I love him and I never felt safer like I feel around him!”
  • “You… saved her?” “Of course! She was left on her own at this apartment with a bomb! Can you believe it, sir?” and then the two of them started talking about your safety and… well, you were relieved they found something in common.
  • In the end, your father is very impressed about his fast healing and the fact that this isn’t his real name. “We work with fake names around here too.”
  • “You look very strong, son. If you ever consider changing careers, I might have something for you…” you refuse before Zen can say anything.

Yoosung

  • He’s so scared when you tell him your father wants to meet him
  •  And you didn’t even mention he is the head of the mafia
  • When you do… poor thing, he keeps saying he’s fine, but you can see him shaking.
  •  And all those guns on the dinner table aren’t helping at all…
  • “Hi, sir… I’m Yoosung Kim, I’m a vet student at Sky University, I’m 21 years old and this isn’t my natural hair color!” What the fuck, Yoosung?
  • “Oh,I see… sweetie, I thought you were bringing your boyfriend to dinner, who’s that girl?” “Very funny, dad.” He’s so terrified at the guns he doesn’t even hear this comment.
  • “So, sweetie… long time no see, what you’ve been up too? I mean, besides going to stranger’s apartments and dating guys who could come across as your younger brother?” Now Yoosung listens, how mean…
  • “Nothing much, dad. I’ve been trying to get away from your overprotective care and dating a guy who hasn’t a criminal record, for a change. What about you?” Yoosung couldn’t believe the way you treat each other, if he ever talked with his mother like that… well, he wouldn’t be here to tell the story.
  • Your dad keeps throwing these shady comments during all dinner, and you know Yoosung didn’t say anything yet because he’s trying to be respectful, not because he is a coward, so you let it out:
  • “Yoosung, don’t worry, I love you and I’m not going anywhere, no matter what my father says. And as for you, dad, I… do you really want to know what happened in those 11 days? I’ll tell you! I was trapped with a bomb on his dead cousin’s apartment, may god rest her soul, and this guy  here did anything he could to find who led me there. See his eye? It’s MY fault! And it’s completely unfair to him to be treated like that when all he’s done to me is caring and loving me. So, please… just stop being this prick to the MAN I chose!”
  • “What happened to your eye, son?” “Oh, I… I was just gaining some time for my friend to run away, a guy… tortured me and…” “And you lived to tell? That guy was an amateur…” “Or maybe I’m stronger than you think, sir.” OH WOW!
  • In the end, your father really appreciates Yoosung’s devotion to you, since loyalty is something very important in his… business.
  • He also likes how despite all that, he seems like a very innocent guy… oh, father! If he only knew the things you are gonna do with your boyfriend after seeing him so confident like that…

Jaehee

  • When you tell her your father wants to meet her, she seems fine?
  • Then you tell her about his… job, and she’s… not even impressed? Okay…
  • It looks more like you’ve never been here before, she… feels so calm…
  • “Hi, sweetie, you brought a friend for dinner?” “Girlfriend, daddy.”
  • “Oh… I see…” his tone is so monotone and cold, neither of you can tell what he’s thinking. Honestly, you can live with your father being a criminal, but he being a homophobic? That’s another story!
  • “I should have seen it coming, all these guys who work for me on this house every day, and you never showed any interest on any of them.” “I like guys too, daddy, But the mafia thing, you know… is not really my type.”
  • “Well, sweetie, you should make up your mind before you hurt this poor woman…” “Bisexuality is a real thing, sir. And I won’t be hurt since I’m bisexual as your daughter.” “Jaehee?” you look at her surprised, she’s not even looking at him and just calmly drinks her water.
  • “Okay, Ms. Kang. But should I be worried about you hurting my daughter, then? You seem a little older than her, maybe a little more experienced, my daughter is a immature naïve girl who disappeared from me for almost two weeks and came back thinking she’s bisexual… you are not using her, are you?” “Daddy, come on…”
  • “You should think higher of your own daughter, sir. She’s younger, but she’s smart and if you must know, she’s the one who’s been showing a lot more of knowledge in life helping me through my change of careers.” “Oh, really? Tell me more about that.”
  • And then she tells everything about leaving C  & R and opening her own business, and then she tells a little about her life, how was growing up at a house where she wasn’t wanted, graduating early in college and being a black belt in judo. sometimes I forget how baddass she is, Ilove her so much
  • When she finishes, your dad is enchanted, and you fell in love with her all over again.
  •  “I apologize, Ms. Kang. You are a very amazing woman who does justice to another amazing woman. If you ever want some help with your business, I’ll be more than glad to take down the competition…” “I would rather do that providing a good service, sir, but thanks…”
  • “Marry her, or I will…” your father whispers to you.

Jumin

  • You tell him about dinner with your father.  He’s glad, he’s been longing to make your relationship official to both the families.
  • When you tell him about  the mafia, he’s… curious. How come a sweet and innocent girl like you grew up at such a violent environment?
  • He promises he’ll try not to be judgmental, but as soon as he sees the henchmen in position and the guns… he’s legitimately worried about you.
  • “Hello, how is your father?” “He’s fine, thank you for asking. Do you know each other?” “Well, his company has been a pain on my ass for a while now…” “It’s my company too, as it is very likely I’ll be the next CEO.” Jumin, shut up!
  •  “I see… maybe we can do business pretty soon.” “Right now, I would rather focus on getting to know my future father-in-law.” Uhh, Jumin, so smooth…
  • “Oh, so you’re the one who kept her trapped at your house for two days?” “I believe it was three days, sir.” WHAT THE FUCK, JUMIN? YOU’RE GONNA MENTION THE CAGE TOO?
  • “Daddy, I was completely fine with him there. And I must say I felt way safer with him than I ever felt here with all these… guns… and your… employees…” both of the men feel really flustered with your response.
  • “Now, sweetie, don’t be ungrateful. You might see me as overprotective, but I’m always concerned for your safety. And don’t let yourself be fooled. He looks like a gentleman, but if he is anything like his father, you might be in trouble.” Oh boy…
  • “I’m sure you mean well, sir. But I should warn you I’m nothing like my father. And I must say I understand very well why would you be overprotective of such a adorable lady, but you should let her be free to make her own decisions. That’s… something I’m learning by myself as well…” both you and your father feel very thrilled right now.
  • “Well, I suppose she was safe with you after all, much better than being by herself at some stranger’s apartment…”
  • Your father is very impressed about Jumin’s respect for you, he feels as reliable as any of his henchmen, and most importantly, you seem so happy… how can he fight against your happiness?
  • Dinner is over, and you accompany Jumin to his car where Driver Kim is waiting. “Jumin, be honest…” “Yes, MC?” “How many times you held yourself of answering everytime I said ‘daddy’?” “More than you would like to know, MC…”

Saeyoung

  • He’s pretty nervous about meeting your father when you tell him.
  • But when you tell him about his job, he’s surprisingly more relaxed?
  • Oh come on, he’s been dealing with shady people his whole life! Why would he be worried?
  • “Oh sweetie, you brought a clown with you, when is your boyfriend coming?” Saeyoung has a comeback involving “coming”, you almost can read his mind and just glare at him, so he gives up.
  • “So… you must be the boy who got trapped with my daughter at some stranger’s apartment, then took her to this secret cult organization, huh?” “Yeah, and don’t forget the bomb!” Goddamit, Saeyoung!
  • “Well, if it makes you feel any better, daddy, he really tried to push me away, but I was very insistent.” “Push you away how, sweetie?” “The same things you used to tell my mom…” oh, that explains a lot…
  • “I see, so you were a jerk to her…” shit, you though it would be enough… it only made it worse!
  • “Yes, but if it is the same case here, I’m sure you were only thinking about your wife’s safety…” “And yet she ended knocked up, are you trying to imply it’ll be the case here?” SHIT SHIT SHIT!
  • Saeyoung sees his confidence fading away. This man is different, he’s not just some thug, he’s you father, the man who raised you. Why did he think he could be okay with all this? Your father is absolutely right about hating him, he put you in big danger!
  • You see your boyfriend conscience splitting, it’s too much for you to handle, so you vent: “Daddy, don’t be like that! Mom always told me how much you suffered acting like that around her, he suffered the same way, daddy! Even worse, because the person who was after me it’s his own brother who he didn’t see for a long time and… daddy, if you only knew what kind of hell the two of them grew up….” You couldn’t help but cry, Saeyoung hugs you, he doesn’t even care your father is watching this.
  • “Tell me, son. I want to hear your story.” And then Saeyoung tells him everything, always holding your hand.
  • “And your father is the current prime minister? I never liked that guy, anyway. He’s always been a despicable little man!” that coming from the mafia’s head…

Saeran

  • He’s freaking out about meeting your dad, because he doesn’t really feel comfortable around, well… people
  • Then you tell him about your father’s job, and he thinks it’s kinda cute you trying to joke to make him relax
  • You tell him is not a joke, he doesn’t believe it because he did a whole background check on you before deciding you should be the one to stay at Rika’s apartment, and there wasn’t no mention about this.
  • But, come to think of it, this kind of information shouldn’t be easy to find out, right? Oh shit…
  • But your father being a criminal doesn’t really bother him, he would be terrified about him even if your father were a geologist or whatever.
  • The guns and the whole atmosphere on the house is very familiar to him… it reminds him of… oh no! He can’t go there on a moment like this!
  • “So… if this isn’t the one who kidnapped my daughter. Seriously, sweetie? Stockholm Syndrome? I thought I taught you not to fall in love with criminals…”
  • “W-Well, sir, there’s also Lima Syndrome, when the kidnapper is the one in love…” oh no, Saeran… please keep quiet…
  • “How romantic, huh?” your father scoffs, Saeran feels the air escaping from his lungs for a moment, no… no no! Stay calm, Saeran…
  • Dinner is being a disaster, your father keeps glaring and insulting Saeran on his usual passive aggressive manner. You look at Saeran, you’ve seen him like this before, he’s…
  • “He’s having a panic attack!” you jump out of your chair and go to him, your father never seen you move so fast.  He observes you helping this kid telling him to inhale and exhale like he learned in therapy… what’s going on?
  • “Thanks a lot, daddy!” “MC, calm down… I’m okay…” “No, Saeran, he has to listen! Dad, if you can live in peace with your own crimes, good for you, but not everybody is capable of. You see this guy here? He tells me everyday how much he regrets the things he did. I’m able to forgive the men I love, I did it with you, why wouldn’t I do for him?”
  • “You’re… in love with me?” “I already told you that, Saeran…” “Yeah, but if you’re saying in front of you father, you really mean it…” “Well, yeah, I meant before too…”
  • Then your father realize this is just a very lost kid, like he used to be when we was younger. Your mom passed away very young, so he always wondered if she would be able to make him regret it and have a normal life. He’s so glad your mother’s kindness lives through you and if you’re so willing to heal this guy, who is he to get on the way?

V

  • He’s very happy when you tell him your father wants to meet him.
  • And he doesn’t seem to mind your father’s job. “If he was able to raise such a wonderful person like you, he’s not bad at all. Who am I to judge him, anyway?” This guy…
  • And he doesn’t even flinch when your father shower him with threats disguised as questions. “Do you know what people like me do when their loved ones disappear?” “Are you really that insane to show up here like nothing happened?”
  •  “Daddy, please stop…” “I’m just trying to understand what’s gotten into you, sweetie. This older blind guy and… you? I’m sorry to say, but I never knew you had so much daddy issues…” “What are you even saying, dad?”
  •  “With all due respect, sir, daddy issues most of times implies that the daughter seeks for his father features on men she falls in love with. For what I can tell, you and I are nothing alike.” Oh no… V being passive-aggressive gives you the creeps more than all these henchmen…
  • “You’re right, I’ve never put her in dangerous on purpose. You, on the other hand, allowed her to stay at a place where I know it happens to have a bomb, correct?” “Yet, she claims she’s never felt safer, that says a lot about your own household, no?”
  • This polite fight is driving you insane. How can they discus about you like if you were not even there? “SHUT UP YOU BOTH! Dad, you have every right to be mad, but you should know this man here was doing his best to make sure that, whatever was happening, I wouldn’t be hurt, and he didn’t even know me that well… and V, please don’t talk to my father like that, he’s just as scared and worried as you were, and please, don’t ever talk about me or my life as if I couldn’t speak for myself.”
  • “I’m so sorry, love, I had no idea I was acting like that!” he rushes to hug you and keeps apologizing, your father wonders if this man is real…
  • “Sir, I sincerely apologize for my behavior. I know exactly how it feels wanting to protect someone you cherish this much. Just know you raised an amazing woman with the most beautiful soul and I deeply respect you for that.” Your father thought you were the one in danger? Now he feels sorry for this poor man having to handle your temper… and nah, he can’t possibly be real, can he?
11 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 4,522

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence

Originally posted by bcshiro

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“I think I know who-“

“What the fuck’s going on out here? I’m trying to sleep and your bullshit keeps disturbing me… You’d better have a good excuse for keeping me awake.”

Jackson.


“I just saw So-Ra with a member of The Panthers! I think his name is Yoongi…” You blurted loudly without thinking straight, keeping your gaze firmly on the ground as your surroundings continued to spin; tainted by alcohol.

“The fuck did she just say?” Jackson narrowed his eyes and edged closer to you and Minho, pointing a slender finger to your cheek as he snorted.
“Are you drunk?”

“I’ve had a few drinks but I don’t feel dr-“

“How do I know you weren’t just seeing things because you’re drunk? So-Ra wouldn’t betray us like that. You’re lying.” He growled, firing a menacing glare towards Jungkook and Taehyung, “Did either of you see So-Ra?” He asked with an angry expression.

“Y/N’s telling the truth, she was out clubbing; with him.” Jungkook defended you with serious eyes as Minho’s grip tightened on your wrist, ready to pull you inside the building.

Before he could drag your body into the manor house an uncharacteristically mousy female voice had everyone’s head snapping in the same direction; her petite figure was shaking as she approached the small crowd of people gathered outside.

Jackson, I- I can explain.”

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anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve is head of the Irish Mob, Bucky is head of the Russian Mob and Tony just happens to be friends with them both. Tony invites Bucky out to eat bc "you just have to meet Stevie ! You'll love him Buck." When they see each other they try to keep it civil bc Tony doesn't know they run mobs, and Tony's kidnappers didn't know he was out with said mob bosses. Turns out they made a good team.


Okay, so in my head, this is an AU were polyamory is the norm. So Tony has been dating Steve and Bucky for a while now, and he likes them both, so he wants to introduce them to each other. I have like so many fics that I want to write with this now, so there’s a big chance there’s gonna be a follow-up of this. I’m also contemplating making a account/series on AO3 for this blog.

So, with six minutes left on Saturday, I present you: me, actually keeping a fucking promise I made.

Xx CJ

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“Okay,” Tony said, slightly out of breath. “I’m pretty sure a mechanic or painter shouldn’t be that good at attacking people with a fork. Like, not at all.” They were standing inside of what once was a cute picturesque little bakery. Now there were a dozen men lying around, some tables were broken, there was broken glass lying everywhere and people were cowering behind what was left of the furniture.
“And I’m pretty sure a middle school teacher shouldn’t be able to kick like that. Damn doll, you sure are flexible,” Bucky said, a smile lingering around his lips as he looked Tony up and down. Tony huffed as he blew some strands of hair out of his face. “My dad made me take self-defence classes since I was five. I could totally take you, hot-stuff.”
“Take me or take me. Because both sound like a fun time to me,” Bucky wiggled his eyebrows, and smiled triumphantly as Tony chuckled.
“Guys, though it is real fun to hear you flirt like that,” Steve drawled, his accent prominent, his sarcasm even more,“ we just kinda gutted more than ten people, so maybe we should get a move on?” He nodded to the window, which was completely shattered from when Steve threw one of the men through it. In the distance you could hear the faint sound of sirens. Bucky sobered up quickly, and nodded.
“You’re right, but first,” he walked to the owner of the petite restaurant, who was cowering behind the showcase. “I’m sorry for your shop,” he said in a soft, but rushed tone. “I’ll have some of my men come by to catalogue what was broken and how much money and manpower you’ll need to repair it. ‘til you’re shop is fixed I’ll of course pay all of your expenses.” The man smiled, obviously relieved, and kisses Bucky’s hand. “My wife and мои девочки thank you, господин.”  
“There is no need to be thankful,” Bucky admonished", “the state of your store is my doing. Мои извинения. Tell Alonya I said hello, and tell her to be careful; Bruce said she needed bedrest, but I know her. You picked a headstrong wife.” The man smiled softly. “Да, I did indeed. I wouldn’t give her up for the world.”  
Bucky stood op from the crouch he was in and bowed his head to the man. Then he looked at Tony and Steve took their hands and walked out of the bakery, leaving the men lying on the ground in the bakery.

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“So, am I going to get answers, or are we going to pretend that was all totally normal, and not at all creepy and a little bit hot,” Tony asked, as they were strolling through the streets, all of them eating ice-cream. Steve and Bucky looked at each other, over Tony’s head. Steve nodded, and Bucky grinned.

I Hope You'll Keep Me Around

Lin x Reader
Word Count: 1298

You dragged Lin into the next shop, much to his displeasure; “This is what you have to look forward to, Little Man,” he said to the little boy sitting on his hip, “This is what marriage is.”

You rolled your eyes, “Lin, we haven’t been shopping in months; you need a new sweater, I want some more dresses, and this little fella,” you grinned, pinching your sons cheeks, “Has already outgrown most of his outfits. Isn’t that right,” you asked, pressing a gentle kiss onto your sons nose.

He nodded his head, “They’re too small, Daddy,” he said, making you smile. Thank goodness he had agreed with you; after years of being with Lin, telling him ‘no,’ had become easier and easier. But this little man-he was a hard one to argue with. And both of them combined? There’s no way you could win that. You hoped they never realized how powerful they could be when they teamed up.

Lin sighed softly, but nodded his head, “Fine,” he said, “But we’ve already been here for an hour and a half; it’s nearly dinner time.”

You nodded your head, as you son wiggled himself out of his father’s grip and made his way onto the ground. He was very good at walking now, despite being a bit clumsy; this wasn’t due to lack of skill, rather it seemed to just be in his nature. Knowing this, you offered him your hand. He took it, and the three of you walked through the shop, picking out different outfits, mostly for you.

“Maybe we could eat out tonight?” You suggested, “We can go wherever you want,” you sang, bumping your hip into his.

Lin nodded his head, “Fine,” he sighed, leaning over to kiss you cheek, “We can eat at that Chinese place a block down from our place?” He asked, not bothering to disguise the hopefulness in his voice.

You nodded your head, “Of course,” you replied, going onto your tippy toes so you could return the kiss.

He grinned against your lips, pulling away, only to give you another one on your forehead, “I’m gonna go wait on the benches outside,” he said, “I can take the lil man with me if you want,” he offered, looking down to his son.

Immediately, your little boy shook his head, “We’re shopping, dad!” He exclaimed, latching himself onto your arm.

You chuckled and looked up to Lin, who was grinning, “He’s just like me,” you bragged, running your hand threw your son’s hair, messing it all up.

Lin rolled his eyes, “Whatever,” he smirked, playfully, “I’m waiting outside; you two take your time,” he sighed.

You nodded your head, knowing well that he DID NOT want you to take your time; and to be fair, you had dragged him shopping on his day off, and you had been here for nearly two hours. So, after quickly finding yourself a cute new outfit, and one for your son, you began picking things out for Lin.

“Do you think daddy will like this?” You asked your baby boy, holding up a plaid button up shirt, that you definitely planned on using as pyjamas. Nobody had to know that, though.

“Um,” you son pondered, “His favourite colour is not red, momma,” he said, his little eyebrows raised.

“Oh of course,” you chuckled, putting the shirt bag on the shelf; “What is his favourite colour, then, Angel?” You asked, looking at the wall filled with men’s shirts.

His little eyes scanned the walls, before proudly exclaiming, “Blue!” He pointed to one of the shirts residing on a shelf, far to high for your son to reach. On your tippy toes, you managed to pull one down. You held it up; light blue, dark blue, white and a little bit of black.

You held it up for your son to inspect; “This one?” You asked, cocking your head to the side.

Nodding his head, your little boy grinned brightly, “He will love it,” he decided, his little smile never leaving his adorable little face.

“Okay,” you grinned, reaching for your boy’s hand, “blue it is; now he needs some new jeans, a new sweater, and then we can go out to eat our dinner. Sound like a plan, lil man?” You asked, swinging your arm with his, gently.

“Sounds like a plan!” He agreed with a laugh, running his little hands along every shelf and rack the pair of you passed by.

The rest of your shopping day didn’t take very long; you knew Lin was becoming impatient, but he was hiding it well, and your son was, really, just happy to be there. Like usual.

The three of you caught a cab home, to drop off your bags, before heading to your favourite Chinese place down the street.

“Mommy bought a dress,” your son said, catching his dad up on all of the afternoon activities, “It’s the colour blue, even though her favourite is red,” he said, with his eyebrows raised. “Sometimes you can wear a colour that is not your favourite,” he said through a mouth full of noodles.

Lin nodded his head, but before he could get a word in, your little guy continued; “You’re favourite colour is blue,” your son said, looking at his father, intently, “You will like mommy’s dress.”

“Oh, I’m sure I’ll love it,” Lin grinned, looking up at you. “What else did you and mommy get today?”

You son took a drink of his water before answering; “I got a new shirt, because my favourite one got too small for my body,” he explained quickly, “And new pants, because mine are too short for my legs now,” he sighed, “And we got you a surprise,” he giggled, looking up at you, to make sure he was allowed to tell his dad about his gift.

You raised your eyebrows and your little boy continued talking, “It’s a surprise though, we can’t tell you yet,” he sighed, looking back down at his food.

You chuckled and shook your head, “He picked them all out,” you said, grinning, “We’ll show you at home.”

Lin chuckled before replying; “I can hardly wait,” he beamed, leaning over so he could place a soft kiss onto your cheek.

That evening, you, your son, and your husband were all in your bedroom; your little guy desperately wanted to give Lin his gift, especially since he had chosen everything himself. With his little hands clasped in anticipation, your son watched as Lin pulled out the plaid shirt.

“Oh my- I have never loved anything more,” your husband grinned, before shaking head and looking down to your son, “Except for you two, of course,” he corrected himself quickly, making you grin.

“You really like it?” Your little boy asked, his voice filled with nothing but hope.

Lin nodded his head, enthusiastically, “I love it,” he grinned, putting down the shirt to give his son a hug.

“I even paid for it myself,” your boy continued, proudly.

“What?!” Lin asked, excitedly, “I didn’t even know you had any income!” He exclaimed, looking down at his son in forged disbelief.

You chuckled, and nodded your head, “He did,” you grinned; of course you just handed him a twenty dollar bill, but that’s a big deal to a five year old. “He’s growing up, Lin,” you smiled, “Outgrowing his clothes, picking out his own outfits, paying for his own gifts… What’re we going to do?” You said, playfully, fiddling with the very ends of your sons hair.

Your little boy smiled up at you, proudly, “I hope you’ll keep me around,” he grinned hopefully, earning himself a laugh from his father.

Lifting his son onto his lap, Lin was beaming, “Yes,” he giggled, “I think we will keep you around.”

Saphael Fanfic Rec 2.0

A Saphael Fest.

More writing goodies from amazing writers.

As always, if you know any of the authors and tag them, that would be very much appreciated

A Daisy instead of a glass shoe by @soft-saphael

Tumblr prompt: runaway prince!simon and commoner!rapahel

Two weeks from his coronation and three from his wedding to Princess Isabelle of Idris, the Prince of New York found himself on a park bench in Brooklyn. His face buried in the palms of his hand as his phone continued to ring.
Deep breaths. Deep breathes. Deep- the phone is laying in pieces on the concrete walkway in shattered fragments.

“You’re a little far from the palace” A slightly accented voice said, from out of the corner of his eyes Simon saw black leather.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh I’m sorry your highness, I apologize for not bowing” The boy snorted.

“Please, just leave me alone” Simon huffed tiredly.

A First Date (Kind of. Almost.) by SnogboxesAndChips

Simon is always looking for excuses to be near Raphael. When he finally finds a suitable excuse, he walks in on Raphael doing something that Simon would have never thought Raphael would do. He was cooking.

And every road you take (will always lead you home) by @woodenhallslikecaskets

For Raphael’s 55th birthday Magnus gifts him a portal that leads to 1956.

Brooklyn, NY 1956: he meets a beautiful boy by the name of Simon Lewis. They’ve never met before but Raphael feels like he could love him. They could fall in love.

Break of the light by @makehomesofhumans

Simon’s eyes sparked to life as he was being dangled over the edge of a building. He sighed, because that was just his luck.

But who would love a monster, anyway? By @spendeonswithyou

As he learns later, loving Simon hurts. It’s making his dead heart want to beat again, destroying the remaining bits and pieces of his soul.

Or the Soulmate AU in which you can feel your soulmate’s pain.

Customer Satisfaction by kuro1neko2kun

‘You’re the customer and you get back at me for all the times I’ve spelt your name wrong by mispronouncing my name in increasingly horrible ways’ AU

Darling, you’re all I need by @anjawritingsx

Simon and Raphael are happy together, that is until Simon forgets their 8th year anniversary.
Raphael is left heartbroken and Magnus and Alec try to pick up the pieces.

Does that mean you’ve a really bad crush on me too? By milleniumlint

Simon wants Raphael to understand he has feelings for him but he’s not so obvious like he thinks he is.

Dreaming of You (endlessly) by Nubian_Reese

Corazón—His heart. He loves Simon so much it hurts. His beauty, his optimism, it’s a sea of good and Raphael does nothing but dive right in. And he is not ashamed, because Simon is a gift. God’s gift, and sometimes Raphael can’t believe what they have together is real, but when Simon leans down and kisses him, hands running through each other’s hair skimming down backs, and gripping hips, Raphael lives in every sense and knows that this is real.

Flirting 101 by TrickyVicky3

Raphael sighs, shaking his head more to himself than anything else as he reaches down for Simon and pulls the other boy up again. “That will be all for today” he pulls the bottom of his tank top up, using the material to wipe away sweat, unaware of Simon’s gaze tracking over his abdomen. “You did good but not good enough, even if you pinning me down was kind of hot”

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why I like your sign (use rising too)
  • <p> <b>Aries:</b> You are fun to be around. Though, sometimes you get mad at me and say rude things and I don't like that. Though, you are one of the most fun/adventurous kind of people i know (besides sag) I would want to be best friends with you. (p.s. you're hot af)<p/><b>Taurus:</b> You are one of the funniest people I know. You aren't afraid to be made fun of or make fun of other people. You are a refreshing person to be around, and you don't pressure me to be someone else. I love you guys.<p/><b>Gemini:</b> You guys talk a lot, but it's always so fun to listen to. Whether you're ranting, babbling, or just having a plain conversation, you never cease to entertain me. You always say something hilarious and make me laugh constantly. You have the best people skills out of all the signs and I love you to death. You're so precious and make a wonderful friend.<p/><b>Cancer:</b> You are literally too sweet. People say you guys cry all the time, but you are just a little sensitive, and there's nothing wrong with that. You have a tendency to bounce back--which is great. You are never hung up on anything for too long (contrary to popular belief a.k.a. from my experience with you.) In certain cancers, I've noticed you don't get hurt super easily, but when something hits you, it hits you hard.<p/><b>Leo:</b> You guys are jokers and I love to be around you. You don't take things too seriously. I can make fun of you, and you won't care; you'll just make fun of me back. You're a quality friend and great company.<p/><b>Virgo:</b> You are so great to talk to. The way you see the world is perfect. You are a mix of philosophy, logic, and fun. You are trustworthy and (in my opinion) never judegmental (at least not out loud.) Sometimes you get a little bored of everything, but you just make a really bad joke to liven it up a little.<p/><b>Libra:</b> You all are kind of quiet. You want to fit in, but remember it's okay to be a little awkward and weird. Some other Libras are just loud and don't care who they are--which is one of many great traits of your sign. You get along with almost everyone. (except for those who like to tip the scale with drama.) You have such a beautiful view of life and you can see the good in everyone.<p/><b>Scorpio:</b> I like that you can get a little crazy. You are an attractive person inside and out. You have this thing about you that no matter how hard they try, no one can hate you. They can say they hate you, but they don't truly hate you. At first, you act all sweet and nice, but then when someone gets to know you, there's a whole other side to you (which is super fun to get to know.)<p/><b>Sagittarius:</b> You make the best puns. People are always saying you don't care, and it's definitely true! You are opinionated and blunt. You share your opinions in a matter that everyone can accept. Though, sometimes you are too blunt for your own good. You like to cover your bluntness with a joke, and sometimes it doesn't work. You don't take shit from anyone and that's great. You are one of the funniest signs and I love to be around you.<p/><b>Capricorn:</b> You are so smart, but so down-to-earth. You teach me new things without making me feel stupid. You are always there for me when I need you, and you're sometimes the most awkward person ever, but it's hilarious. You don't get enough credit as a person.<p/><b>Aquarius:</b> You have good intentions, but they don't always pull through. Not a lot hurts you, which can be good and bad. Well, it seems like not a lot hurts you. It's fun to mess around with you, because you take it so well. You like to fight fire with fire and if someone does get to you, you won't take it. You'll fight back and protect yourself. The way you present yourself is attractive and your personality is magnetic. I like you a lot. (you're hot af too)<p/><b>Pisces:</b> You're so kind. You seem to always have your head in the clouds and you seem to always be looking at tomorrow. Though it is fun to dream with you, try to live in the present a little. You are so in touch with your emotions and other people's emotions as well. You seem to be able to connect with everyone on a personal level. You can comfort anyone and do it well. You are a great friend, especially in a personal crisis.<p/></p>

anonymous asked:

Hi, love your writting style. ;D If you're not to busy could you write a short meihem (junkrat x mei) fanfic with the prompt 4. "I can never tell if you’re hitting on me or not.” I hope you'll have a great day!

Ahhh the Meihem shippers have been very patient with me. Okay! Here we go!

“I don’t understand how you can fight in the cold wearing so little,” said Mei as the team was heading back to the Orca.

“Hm, I’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat,” said Zarya, grinning.

Mei giggled. “So you are cold!”

Junkrat, seeing Mei in apparent good spirits, attempted to join in. “I get cold just lookin’ at ya!” he said, sauntering up alongside her.

“Then you should look somewhere else,” said Mei.

Junkrat was sort of left standing there with his mouth hanging open slightly, “Well–what I mean is—”

“Or put on a shirt!” said Mei, “Don’t complain about the cold if you’re not even wearing a shirt!”

“I’m not complaining about the cold–that was— Well you know, I was just being–I was trying to—”

Height-wise he towered over her, but there was something both terribly intimidating and incredibly disarming when she pushed her glasses up her nose, and glared up at him with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Y’know, I was just…” Junkrat trailed off and looked over at Zarya to back him up but she simply smirked and shrugged. “Anyway—” Junkrat cleared his throat, “I think I hear Roadie calling…”

“I didn’t call you,” said Roadhog, from several feet away.

“Coming, Roadie!” said Junkrat, hurrying over. Junkrat matched Roadhog’s more slow-going gait to allow Zarya and Mei to slip out of earshot.

“I don’t know what I’m doing wrong,” muttered Junkrat. He turned to Roadhog, “I mean…I’m… attractive, right?”

Roadhog gave Junkrat a long and steady look. “Are you really asking me that?”

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Love to Hate You (part 1)

Words: 1k (sorry it’s so short)

Summary: You discover your profound bond with an unwanted and unlikely archangel who happens to be possessing your boyfriend.

Warnings: Pretty sure Casifer needs a warning right now.

A/N: I know we’re all not loving Lucifer so much right now, but I started writing this before the finale. Also, Tumblr can be a twat so I don’t always get notifications. If you’d like to be added to my master tag list just shoot me an ask or a DM.

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You paced in your room at the bunker, worried sick about your boyfriend Castiel. He hadn’t been answering your calls or texts and both Sam and Dean refused to tell you what was going on. They seemed to think keeping you in the dark would be better than knowing the truth; that he had was currently possessed by Lucifer.

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To my ex best friend:

Hello. I’ve never been the best at starting letters such as this one, so please excuse me if the beginning is a bit unusual. There were so many things left unsaid when we went our separate ways. I’m here to tell you the words that I have kept inside me for the longest time. I’m trying to move on and this is the first step.

I know I wasn’t the greatest friend, as a matter of fact, I was a terrible one. I took advantage of your loyalty and friendship and for that, I’m so sorry. Sorry will never be good enough to make amends for all that I have done but there’s nothing else that I can do. We were both lonely when we first met and from the moment we started talking, I knew that we had a bond. Granted, I initially thought you were some creep trying to hit on me. You constantly tried talking to me and my friends and so I decided to give you a chance. I never thought that we would’ve grown that close but we did and I truly miss that. You always defended me and did your best to help me with anything and everything. We would constantly partner up for projects and we made one hell of a team. A lot of people thought we were dating and I couldn’t help but laugh. At that time, I was crushing on another guy and you were so supportive of me. You encouraged him to talk with me more and even ask me out, not that it worked, but you helped me throughout that whole fiasco. We often had mishaps, well I was actually the one who created unnecessary problems, but you still fought for our friendship. I’ve always had this fear of losing my friends for they always, and I mean always, left me. You promised me that you were here to stay but I was still skeptical. As the school year passed, you became closer to my ex best friend who had hurt me in countless ways. She left without telling me why and whenever I’d hang out with my friends, she would sweep them away. I don’t know if she did it so that I wouldn’t have anybody else to hang out with, but nonetheless, it hurt. You knew of this, you knew what she did and you still were determined to become close friends with her. At the time it felt like a betrayal but you wanted more friends so what could I do? I left you because I didn’t want to make you choose between the two of us. You were clueless as to why I wanted to end our friendship and so I drew you a small comic book. You responded back with an email and I had no idea what to do. You told me that you loved me and not in a friendly manner. I was shocked honestly. Thinking about it now, you were so selfless, you encouraged the guy I had liked to pursue me even though you were in love with me. I felt like such a terrible friend at that point. I could never tell if I felt the same way as you did. I loved you as a friend but I didn’t know if it was ever more than that. We eventually made up and our friendship was still like a roller coaster, up and down and up and down. I always created drama and conflicts and I think that’s what caused us to drift apart. Somehow we started talking less and less and I didn’t understand why. You started ditching me to hang out with more popular people and at that point, our friendship was gone. I asked you why, why did you stop talking to me, but you never responded. I had to respect that and I still do. I now realise that it never mattered why you left because you were doing what was best for you. About a year after we went our separate ways, my life began to fall apart but you were no longer there to support me. Meanwhile, you became even closer to her, my ex best friend that is, and it stung but I was happy for you. I think a couple of months later you guys finally started dating. I’ll admit, I was jealous but not because of the romantic feelings you both shared, but because you were happy without me. I miss you so damn much. I miss adventuring with you and essentially everything about you. You’re living your life and I’m so proud of you. I wish I didn’t take your friendship for granted, maybe we would still be close to this day. You were my first male friend who didn’t bully me, well you called me a slut sometimes but as a joke (I hope). I won’t ever forget you but I’m trying to get over the pain of losing you. I’m trying to live my life just as you are. I hope life treats you well because you deserve happiness. You deserve more than me…

Best wishes,
Your old friend.

—  A letter you’ll never receive // S.T
Ed Sheeran sentence starters
  • "I saw a shooting star and thought of you."
  • "You were lying next to me, I looked across and fell in love."
  • "If you wanna put this on me, that’s fine, I never blamed you for anything at all."
  • "The world looks better through your eyes."
  • "It's only been one night of love and maybe that is not enough."
  • "If I fall for you, would you fall too?"
  • "It's not a homeless life for me, it's just I'm home less than I'd like to be."
  • "I haven't slept for the past week, two hours ain't enough for me."
  • "I'm drunk off last nights whisky and coke."
  • "You can stay with me forever or you could stay with me for now."
  • "Outside the day is up and calling, but I don't have to be so, please go back to sleep."
  • "Never been better since all the therapy."
  • "And you know, if I let you go, I'll still keep you safe."
  • "You are the one I fall asleep with but never wake up to."
  • "The worst things in life come free to us."
  • "I wanna be drunk when I wake up on the right side of the wrong bed."
  • "What didn't kill me, it never made me stronger at all."
  • "I know I'll never hold you like I used to."
  • "I'll be drunk again to feel a little love."
  • "I know you'll never love me like you used to."
  • "I found your hair band on my bedroom floor, the only evidence that you've been here before."
  • "I don't drink like everybody else, I do it to forget things about myself."
  • "There's no chance that we'll work it out."
  • "I said that's fine, but you're the only one that knows I lied."
  • "Everybody said we'd be together forever."
  • "Everything's great and everything's sure, but you live in your halls and I live in a tour bus."
  • "Pain is only relevant if it still hurts."
  • "If I was gonna go somewhere, I'd be there by now."
  • "I should ink my skin with your name."
  • "I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles."
  • "You should never cut your hair 'cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder."
  • "You will never know just how beautiful you are to me."
  • "Maybe you're hoping for a fairy tale, too."
  • "This is the start of something beautiful."
  • "And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm."
  • "I'm out of touch, I'm out of love."
  • "I think I love you better now."
  • "Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd."
  • "Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures."
  • "You need me, man, I don’t need you."
  • "Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah."
  • "People think that I’m bound to blow up."
  • "I haven’t got a house, plus I live on a couch."
  • "They say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator."
  • "Settle down with me, and I'll be your safety, you'll be my lady."
  • "I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet."
  • "Give me love like her, 'cause lately I've been waking up alone."
  • "All I want is the taste that your lips allow."
  • "Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more."
  • "It's been a while but I still feel the same... maybe I should let you go."
  • "Another love that's gone to waste."
  • "If I kissed you, will your mouth read this truth?"
  • "Darling, how I miss you."
  • "You made me scream, but then I made you cry."
  • "Maybe you should learn to love her like the way you wanna be loved."
  • "I never told her that I liked the way she dances slightly out of time and pretends she knows the words to a song she's never heard."
  • "You’re not her, though I try to see you differently."
  • "I will try to find another one who suited me as well as her."
  • "We never even tried, we never even talked, we never even thought in the long run."
  • "Whenever it was painful, whenever I was away, I’d miss you."
  • "I didn't mean to break your heart."
  • "Everybody falls apart sometimes."
  • "I know you've found another one, but won't you just hold me tonight."
  • "They don't know we don't speak anymore."
  • "I will stop trying to fall in love again... it never works out anyway."
  • "But I am not anything like I was."
  • "I don't wanna lose a lover and friend in one night if that's alright."
  • "I shouldn't have fucked with your mind and your life too many times."
  • "I never meant to sleep around, I was just lonely."
  • "When I see my future, it is with you."
  • "We're not friends, nor have we ever been."
  • "If they find out, will it all go wrong?"
  • "We're not friends, we could be anything."
  • "Friends don't treat me like you do."
  • "Tell me that you turned down the man who asked for your hand 'cause you're waiting for me."
  • "I know, you're gonna be away a while, but I've got no plans at all to leave."
  • "Just promise me, you'll never leave again."
  • "Just promise me, you'll always be a friend."
  • "Everything changes, but we'll be strangers if we see this through."
  • "I've been sat with you for most of the night, ignoring everybody here."
  • "Don't you worry if I disappear."
  • "I'm not really looking for another mistake."
  • "I was never looking for a friend."
  • "Maybe you could swing by my room around ten, baby, bring a lemon and a bottle of gin."
  • "Baby, if you wanted me then you should've just said."
  • "Maybe we'll go together and just figure it out."
  • "Trust and respect is what we do this for."
  • "You didn't need to take him to bed that's all."
  • "I never saw him as a threat until you disappeared with him to have sex of course."
  • "It's not like we were both on tour, we were staying on the same fucking hotel floor."
  • "I wasn't looking for a promise or commitment, but it was never just fun and I thought you were different."
  • "This is not the way you realize what you wanted."
  • "It's a bit too much, too late if I'm honest."
  • "Getting high as two kites when we needed to breathe."
  • "I'd disappear, you'd call me selfish, I understand but I can't help it."
  • "So we can either deal with the pain and wait to get on a plane."
  • "You should go, 'cause I ain't ever coming home."
  • "I've been livin' on the road, but then again you should know."
  • "You won't ever be alone... wait for me to come home."
  • "Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul."
  • "When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me."
  • "How'd I get so faded?"
  • "I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream."
  • "I've been looking for a lover, thought I'd find her in a bottle."
  • "I'll be feeling this tomorrow."
  • "You look so wonderful in your dress, I love your hair like that."
  • "We are surrounded by all of these lies and people who talk too much."
  • "You got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows anything but us."
  • "All that you are is all that I'll ever need."
  • "Just don’t expect me back this evening."
  • "I love him from my skin to my bones but I don’t wanna live in his home."
  • "I was raised to keep quiet."
  • "I don't wanna hate you."
  • "I kind of knew you liked the dude from private school."
  • "I knew he had his eyes on you."
  • "He's not the right guy for you."
  • "Don't hate me 'cause I write the truth."
  • "I would never lie to you but it was never fine to lose you."
  • "I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet."
  • "Fact is you're mad at me because I backtrack so casually."
  • "You're practically my family, if we married then I'll guess you'd have to be."
  • "Tragically our love just lost the will to live, but would I kill to give it one more shot? I think not."
  • "I don't love you, baby, I don't need you... I don't want you anymore."
  • "I'm not cut out for life on the road 'cause I didn't know I'd miss you this much."
  • "I guess I'm not the man that you need."
  • "Ever since you went to uni, I've been sofa surfing with a rucksack full of less cash and I guess that could get bad."
  • "When I broke the industry, that's when I broke your heart."
  • "I was supposed to chart and celebrate, but good things are over fast."
  • "I tend to turn you off and switch on my professional features, then I turn the music off and all I'm left with is to pick up my personal pieces."
  • "Success is nothing if you have no one left to share it with."
  • "I know you have a day job, but mine is 24/7."
  • "I still love you and I need you by my side if I could."
  • "The irony is if my career and music didn't exist, in 6 years, you'd probably be my wife with a kid."
  • "I'll die from a thrill, go down in history as just a wasted talent."
  • "Eventually I'll be fine, I know that it was never meant to be."
  • "These things happen for a reason and you can't change shit."
  • "Take my apology, I'm sorry for the honesty, but I had to get this off my chest."
  • "I will be loving you 'til we're 70."
  • "People fall in love in mysterious ways."
  • "I fall in love with you every single day."
  • "For four years I never had a place to stay."
  • "At 16 years old, I moved out of my home."
  • "I tattooed the lyrics onto my arm."
  • "I'll hold ya and you'll think of him."
  • "I'll never trust you again, you can just be a friend."
  • "If we should die tonight, then we should all die together."

anonymous asked:

i know you said that you'd stick to rereading old ff but do you have any "newer" ones that you do enjoy or undiscovered gems?

Yes, here you are! I hope you’ll enjoy them and please don’t forget to subscribe, upvote, leave comments and kudos! ^^


The Saltwater Room

fluff, friends to lovers!AU

one-shot with ~17+k words

This is one of Hokaidos’ works and it’s absolutely beautiful. I cried, I confess. 

Description: Jongin, who has been in love with Kyungsoo for as long as he can remember, decides it’s time to get them out of the grey area.


Glass of Water

fluff, domestic!AU

one-shot

Very beautiful and heart-warming! 

Description: This was Jongin’s day and Kyungsoo had decided that he would cater to his lover for today, more than he usually did, because Jongin deserved all the love in the world and Kyungsoo was willing to give it to him.


Good Graces

Fantasy!AU, assassinator!soo, telepathic!jongin, mentions of mpreg (For those who don’t like mpreg - guys I mostly avoid stories like that but I don’t think you would mind it in this story, it fits perfectly and it’s beautiful), carrier!soo

Trigger Warning: Ksoo’s grace is killing so you should prepare for some scenes like that 

ongoing; chaptered with 24/? chapters

I love this story so much, it’s very unique and beautiful and it really deserves more attention!

Description: In a world where those who have two different colored eyes are graced with a special gift, Kyungsoo is graced with the ability to kill with his bare hands. Used as his Uncle’s own personal assassinator, he has no other reason to live than to kill. But then he runs into Jongin, a telepathic soldier, and everything he has ever known seems to fall apart.


Burning Sun 

Historical!AU

one-shot with ~21+k words

smut: mentions of topsoo with Sehun but otherwise topkai

This is actually a story from Kaisoo’s Valentine Project 2015 but I haven’t read it before so it is a newly discovered gem for me! 

Description: Jongin didn’t expect an ambassador to ever be or act like Kyungsoo


The Apple of My Eye

birthdayboy!jongin 

smut - blowjob, rimming, barebacking, sex toys, voyerism, daddy!kink, topkai

ASDFGHJKL, this is for sure one of the kinkiest smuts I have ever read, I love it

Description: Jongin wants Kyungsoo to read to him but not in the conventional way.


Anything But Clothes

collection of different pwp, fluff

ongoing;

smut  - a LOT OF SMUT (topkai)

Same author who wrote The Apple of My Eye!

Description: Jongin and Kyungsoo loving each other is as simple as ABC. ABC meaning, anything but clothes. A collection of Kaisoo PWPs for your reading pleasure!


Headwind 

ANGST, FLUFF, friends to lovers!AU

smut without penetration

I know I’ve talked about this story in past but it’s not ongoing anymore but finished chaptered story with ~88+k words (6/6 chapters) and I know that some readers prefer reading finished stories 

Description: When his friends organize a reunion trip to the mountains during winter break, Kyungsoo is forced to come face to face with the person he’s never really managed to forget about.


Spaced Out

highschool!AU, fluff, bullying, homophobia, space brownies (bc highschoolers make mistakes but they regret it later so)

Also Zerrin’s story and I believe I’ve mentioned it in a past but I think it’s very underrated story that deserves attention!

finished chaptered story with ~31+k words (3/3 chapters)

Description: Turns out Jongin needs to get high first in order to admit that he might have feelings for Do Kyungsoo.


Go Down, Sunshine

royalty!AU, slavery!AU

smut (rough sex) top!kai

one-shot with ~5k words 

I really wanted to rec this story because it’s a story that made me read Captive Prince trilogy since it’s inspirated by it. 

Desciption: In the end, being a slave for a reliable man is better than a beheading in public.

The Romance Arc (Destiel)

So, I know we always say it, but the other day I was finally fed up enough - or weird enough - to decide I’d make a list. And, guys, this is going to be a long-ass post, so if you haven’t got time, here is the tl;dr version: if we look at the love tropes most commonly used to build an onscreen relationship, Dean and Cas score an eye-watering 61/91 - that’s a 67% total.

Now, to put that in perspective - in order to build a romance arc, you’ve got five obligatory stages (meeting each other, falling in love, becoming a couple, a period of conflict, a resolution) and each of these stages will include at least one common trope, more or less hidden according to the kind of media and the author’s intent and sophistication. tvtropes lists a total of 91 tropes, but no love story will ever use them all. That would be ridiculous - either a parody or complete insanity. Think of a story where our lovers were destined to be together and also promised to each other as children and also the reincarnation of past lovers; where they meet by spilling coffee on each other and then she goes on to lose her handkerchief and he picks it up and runs after her to give it back but - whoa - now she’s been attacked by pirates and the hero wants to save her but his king is ordering him not to and oh no, what will he do? That sounds like overkill, right? And it totally is: a story with too many tropes is a ridiculous, unrealistic, unwatchable mess. To give you a better idea of what I mean, if look at those 91 tropes tvtropes lists as possible steps to build a romance arc, Dirty Dancing, one of the most romantic movies ever made, only scores 19 points; 10 Things I Hate about You, another big favourite of mine and an absolute ALL the love, ALL the feels story, scores 16 points. And Jane the Virgin, an actual soap-opera parody on the CW complete with sudden rain and snow to highlight special kisses, scores even lower: 13 points.

Meanwhile, normal friendships between men like Sam and Frodo’s in the Lord of the Rings trilogy or Ted and Marshall’s in How I Met Your Mother score a grand total of zero points - so, yes, it’s perfectly possible to write a non-romantic male friendship even when that friendship is a dramatic I’ll walk with you to the very edge of the Earth and then carry you up the slopes of a dangerous volcano and finally die with you sort of thing. Because, funnily enough, you can be friends with somebody and be ready to die for them without actually having a sexual interest in them. 

(Johnlock scores 29 points.)

(Wincest, 4.)

Something you could be wondering at this point is, why tropes though? Why are tropes a thing, and why does it matter how many tropes Supernatural chooses to use between Dean and Cas? And, look, I’m sure someone else could say it better, but essentially tropes are the bones of a story. Every single story you see out there, from the Odyssey to Torchwood/Gossip Girl crossovers to coffeshop AUs is built out of the same building blocks. There are, like, seven possible plots and about two dozen kinds of characters and maybe two hundred common tropes - and that’s it. Try tagging any classic novel with AO3 tags and you’ll see what I mean. 

[This story is Jules Verne’s fanfiction of an Edgar Allan Poe novel, and, yeah.]

Now, since it’s only possible to build a story in a limited number of ways, the problem all authors face is to find an original way to make it work. Some will use tropes religiously, either because they can’t think of anything different or because they hope a tried-and-tested formula will appeal to readers (see every romance novel under the sun; also most thrillers). Others will make fun of tradition by throwing the tropes back in your face (one of my favourite takes of this is Diana Wynne Jones’ Howl’s Moving Castle). And others will manage to bullshit you so thoroughly and completely you won’t notice the tropes are there until it’s too late - those are the stories where you’re truly surprised and shocked by events and you sit up in bed like a fool gasping out loud and you only stop reading because you need to tell someone asap, You won’t believe what just happened. A good example of this is the ending of the first season of Game of Thrones - we were all so convinced Ned Stark was the hero, filming people who hadn’t read the books as they watched him die became something of a hobby; and many became convinced George RR Martin was this all-powerful deity without any rules (not true: he’s a good writer, however, and he managed to convince most of us Ned was the hero when in reality he was the ‘Dumbledore’ figure - and therefore his death makes perfect sense).

And if we’re talking about Destiel - as I explained in the very first meta I wrote for this fandom (though at the time I hadn’t even realized I was part of a fandom, and didn’t know what a meta even was), I didn’t start to ‘ship’ Dean and Cas out of nefarious reasons, or tedium, or a desire to write smutty fanfiction. In fact, I still don’t consider myself a shipper in any way. I am not particularly interested in romance, and I never go out of my way to see who may be suited for whom. And I’m not saying there’s anything wrong in doing that - just that it’s something I don’t do. If I started to see Destiel and to write about it, it’s because to me (and, apparently, to a lot of other people), it was clear that there was something there; that that was how the story was built. And if I started to look at it more closely, it was simply because my expectations as a viewer were disappointed, and the relationship of trust between author and reader was - for me - crumbling into nothingness. 

And, look, I won’t lie: I was angry and upset by the implications - that there was something wrong with me - that I was trying to force a sexual relationship on two friends just because. That, as a woman, I couldn’t enjoy a story without making it all about the romance. No, I am a huge book nerd, and I like writing stories, and I mostly analyse stuff for a living and I also sort of have eyes? - so, to me, it was clear I was being lied to, and at that moment, I was left in an uncomfortably ambiguous position which will sound familiar to many of you - I was furious at the show, but at the same time I was still in love with the characters (so very much in love). This was a frustrating feeling which presented me with two equally unappealing options - to keep watching and not expect anything, or to walk away. In the end, I tried a third way, which I suspect many of you have chosen as well: I was too invested in these characters to abandon them, but I also wanted this story to be an honest story, so I started complementing it with ‘viewing supports’. I started to read (and write) fanfiction. I looked for fanvideos, fanart and gifs. And, most of all, I fell into the habit of reading (and writing) metas after every episode to make sure what I was seeing was actually there. Because, well, for me - that’s why I write metas about Supernatural when I don’t write metas of other shows I enjoy much more: because most of the time Supernatural is more focused on not telling a story than it is in telling one, which means what we are left with what is a half story where our characters have their own secret life offscreen and many lines of dialogue could mean anything. Ironically enough, Supernatural has become like its hero and POV character, Dean Winchester: a con and a liar and a charmer who tries to be liked by everyone. 

(And let’s not forget the swings both ways thing).

As for the other question - are we crazy? - I’m hoping this post will help clearing things up: no, we are not crazy. The reason we see a romance unfolding is because the relationship between Dean and Cas is written to fit a romance arc - and does fit a romance arc by 67%.

[Longer analysis under the cut.]

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thegoliathbeetle  asked:

Oooh do that one! The SuFin date prompt. Sweden has a stutter and it gets worse when he's nervous. You know what I mean, you reblogged the post...xD But you love SuFin and I don't read enough of it. I bet you'll do a really good job!! TY TY <3

ASqdmfmek, this was fun. Oh and before I forget @sufin5ever thank you for the prompt!

A quick note before we get started: Berwald’s stutter is kind of mixed. So he repeats initial sounds a lot, primarily hard consonant sounds like “kuh” and “guh” and sometimes he gets “caught” on the s sound. He also has a tendency to get stuck in the middle of a sentence and use a lot of interjections like um, uh, etc.

Also auditory processing disorder is kind of a weird thing. Like medical professionals don’t agree on whether it is an actual thing or not and as such there’s very little research on it. It’s been relegated to the territory of sensory processing disorder, where it does not appear in the DSM V and it gets sort of ignored. Basically it just means that while your hearing is fine, your brain gets a little confused by all the sensory input you’re constantly taking in, especially if you’re nervous, and it can’t “process” what you’ve heard. For me, I know I’ve heard people say something and I can make a guess as to whether it’s a question or a comment but I may have to ask people to repeat themselves several times and it’s quite embarrassing.

Anyhow, please enjoy!

When Berwald Oxenstierna had imagined his own death, he’d always imagined it being in some sterile hospital room with a few loved ones holding his hand to gently guide him into the great beyond. He had never once anticipated that it might come in a more natural setting, such as an Italian restaurant.

But as he rolled and unrolled his shirt sleeves for the third time, it occurred to him that he desired nothing more than the sweet release of death and that pasta di fuoco he’d just ordered that sounded really delicious.

He’d done it. He’d finally asked Timo on a date. The guy he’d been steadily and painfully crushing on since sophomore year of high school. And Timo had said yes. It was a rare stroke of courage Berwald doubted would ever be repeated in his lifetime.

But there was only one problem. In all his bravado, Berwald had forgotten how much, ahem, “trouble” he had communicating with people.

His eyes darted up to make sure Timo wasn’t looking directly at him- oh god, he was. Timo caught his eye and gave him a nice, sort of reassuring smile.

“So, have you decided what you’re going to major in? I think they’re expecting us to declare in the fall.”

Timo blinked patiently at him, chin resting on an open palm, waiting for his reply.

Okay, Berwald, this is an easy question you already know the answer to. Just say the words.

“SSSSS-Software engineering. With a minor in um, um, uh…” Shit, he had that tight feeling in his neck and throat again. His muscles were basically seizing up and refusing to work properly. And he was so close too! That damn S sound always tripped him up.

Berwald couldn’t remember the exact moment he’d begun to stutter, maybe fourth or fifth grade, but ever since, it had always been with him, like some unholy algorithm, endlessly generating what-if’s and Bad Endings. Everything he did involved careful, even obsessive, planning and accounting for.

Sometimes he got it right, rehearsed enough to choke the words out and move on. But, more often than not, he panicked. Fight or flight kicked in and his primitive lizard brain decided that coherent speech was far less important than running from an imaginary hungry tiger. Thus, he was reduced to a stammering, stuttering, scared little boy in the body of a hulking man with slumped shoulders and a stern expression.

Berwald’s gaze had been shamefully averted down to the tablecloth. But when he risked a peek up, Timo looked a little concerned but not annoyed or frustrated.

“What did you say you want to minor in?”

Berwald’s panicked mind reminded him of his speech therapist telling him to take a deep breath before speaking to calm down and then another to actually get the words out. Flat speech, not bumpy speech.

“Cyber security,” he said in a measured, slow tone.

Timo took a sip of his water and nodded enthusiastically.

“Wow, computers, huh? That’s a great field to get into! You’ll do really well in it too, you’re so smart.”

Rather than go through the whole ordeal again, Berwald opted to just give a bashful shake of his head.

As if sent by divine intervention, the waiter came by with their food. Timo and the waiter were both that friendly, expressive type of person and chatted about how delicious the food looked and what wines paired well with which dishes and so forth.

Berwald only gave the waiter a small nod of gratitude when his own food was placed in front of him. The sudden fear that Timo might think him rude did not help matters.

Timo looked across the table at Berwald’s plate and grinned.

“Yours looks so good! Mm, you might need to eat quickly if you don’t want me to steal it all.”

Berwald took a long sip of water to avoid having to speak immediately. He never knew what to say when people made jokes like that. It wasn’t that he didn’t have a sense of humor, but how exactly did you respond to something like that?

Perhaps his dismay at his lack of social skills had registered on Berwald’s face, because Timo chuckled after a pause.

“Just kidding, I wouldn’t steal your food. At least not on the first date.”

The first date? Did that imply that he was already thinking about more dates? Truthfully, Berwald had been so preoccupied with having a date with the man of his dreams at all and trying not to screw it up, he’d never even considered the possibility that Timo might want to see him again.

Though he wanted desperately to let Timo know how much he admired him and that he wanted to go on many, many more dates together, Berwald couldn’t speak. If by some miracle his speech came out clear on the first try, there was always the looming chance that he would use the wrong words and offend Timo or creep him out.

Berwald just adjusted his glasses and began eating. The pasta was as delicious as he’d hoped but he couldn’t seem to enjoy it much. His tongue tasted sour and his throat was parched.

Timo didn’t try for any more conversation and Berwald couldn’t help but be relieved. He hadn’t eaten since lunchtime and, so he rationalized, maybe getting some good food into his system would help him calm down and think more clearly.

After some time of shoveling forkfuls of pasta into his mouth and praying to whatever gods might be listening that he would suddenly gain the social skills of a normal human being, Berwald heard…something.

He shifted his head up and saw Timo looking at him expectantly. Berwald knew what he’d heard was Timo’s voice and he could deduce that Timo had probably asked him a question. But it had happened so fast and Berwald had been too focused on his thoughts to understand. Reluctantly, he began the too-familiar process.

“Beg your pardon?”

“I said, do you…?”

His ears were straining, he was looking directly at Timo’s face trying to figure out what he was saying to him. It didn’t help matters that the restaurant had gotten loud all of a sudden and Berwald was so, so nervous.

He couldn’t ask Timo to repeat himself. He knew how it was. People got irritated with you, you looked like a complete fool, having to ask a million times, not because you couldn’t hear but because your brain was working to slow to process what was happening.

He remembered the weird looks he’d received over the years, Is something wrong with this guy? The burning shame of being laughed at by his classmates when he’d asked them to repeat what they said several times. “He’s too stupid to know when we’re making fun of him!”

Frantically, Berwald tried to guess at what Timo may have been asking for. The salt, maybe? It was the only thing on the table. With a shaking hand, he offered it to Timo.

“Oh, no, no, I meant , did you want to try some of mine?” He scooped a bite onto his fork and held it out.

But when Berwald reached for the fork, Timo moved his hand quicker and fed it to him, left hand cupped under Berwald’s chin to prevent any spills.

Berwald didn’t dare to breathe. Timo’s hands were right near his face, near his mouth. To another person, it might have just be a nice gesture. To Berwald, for whom the phrase touch-starved was an understatement, it was incredibly intimate.

Timo raised an eyebrow and looked him dead in the eye. “How is it?”

“GGGG-” He had just had to pick a word with that hard consonant, didn’t he? Berwald could’ve kicked himself, he couldn’t go a full minute without making a fool of himself!

He swallowed hard and tried again. “It’s good.”

“I thought so too! The sauce is fantastic. Really rich and creamy.” Timo glanced to the side for a moment, and then held Berwald’s gaze again.

“Um, is everything okay? Are you, you’re not having fun?”

Air raid sirens went off in Berwald’s head. Okay, he wouldn’t exactly say he was having fun, but that was just because he was nervous about this going well. He liked spending time with Timo, liked listening to Timo talk. But he couldn’t say all that.

So he just said in a low voice, “Sorry. M’ just really nervous.”

Timo rubbed the back of his neck. “I- I’m nervous too. I know I’m really weird, pretty much everyone says so, and so I was trying to act more normal tonight but I think I went too far and ended up being boring instead.”

“You’re not boring.” Berwald felt a little shocked. He’d assumed this date was just business as usual for Timo. Timo had always seemed so confident and enthusiastic in class. He’d never imagined that Timo might feel self conscious.

Berwald licked his lips and continued. “In ccclass,” that palative C sound almost tripped him up but he was too determined to say what he meant, “you always have something really smart or interesting to say. Everybody likes you, even if they don’t know you well. I really like you. That’s why I’ve been so nervous. I know how bad my stutter is and my speech therapist says I have an auditory processing disorder, whatever that means, and I just- I don’t want to look bad in front of you.”

That was quite a speech for Berwald. He had to take several deep breaths afterwards to prevent himself from passing out and really ruining the night.

He fully expected Timo to look relieved, happy that Berwald was self-aware enough to realize his stutter was annoying and just get up and leave.

But then Timo did something strange. He reached across the table and took Berwald’s hand.

“I can understand you just fine, even if you do stutter. And I don’t really know what an auditory processing disorder is but it doesn’t bother me. Actually, um, I’ve had a little bit of a crush for a few years now and I’ve been working up the courage to ask you out. But you beat me to it! You’re stronger than you think.”

Timo looked down at their hands and a strawberry blush was dusting his cheeks. “And I hope this isn’t our last date.”

Berwald smiled and shook his head. “Not at all.”

That bashful look almost seemed like it had been imagined by Berwald, as quickly as it was replaced by a mischievous wry grin.

“I also hope you kiss on the first date because the backseat of my car is very comfortable, if I do say so myself.”

As luck would have it, that excitable, auburn-haired waiter was coming by their table at just the right time. He rubbed Timo’s hand with his thumb as he said, clear as bell, “Check please.”

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World (2010 Film) : Sentence Starters
  • "When I'm around you, I kind of feel like I'm on drugs. Not that I do drugs. Unless you do drugs, in which case I do them all the time."
  • "I'm in lesbians with you."
  • "This is good garlic bread."
  • "Bread makes you FAT?"
  • "You made me swallow my gum! That's going to be in my digestive tract for seven years!"
  • "If you want something bad, you have to fight for it."
  • "Break out the L-word."
  • "What kind of tea do you want?"
  • "You once were a ve-gone, but now you will begone"
  • "Did you really see a future with this girl/guy?"
  • "Your BF's about to get eff'd in the b!"
  • "It's amazing what we can do with computers these days."
  • "Dude, this thing claims I have mail."
  • "I have to go pee due to boredom."
  • "Like... with jet-packs?"
  • "Wow, ummm... Zelda... Tetris... that's kind of a big question."
  • "If I peed my pants would you pretend that I just got wet from the rain?"
  • "Next time, we don't date the girl/guy with eleven evil ex-boyfriends/girlfriends."
  • "We have an unfinished business. I and (s)he."
  • "Don't you talk to me about grammar!"
  • "That was a test _______, and you passed."
  • "That gossipy bitch."
  • "I've never even kissed a guy/girl before."
  • "Amazon.ca! What's the website for that?"
  • "Freeze! Vegan Police!"
  • "It's milk and eggs, bitch."
  • "(S)He punched the highlights out of her/his hair!"
  • "This song is called "I Am So Sad. I Am So Very Very Sad.""
  • "We are here to sell out and make money and stuff."
  • "Guess who's drunk!"
  • "Pirates are in this year!"
  • "Believe it or not, I used to date _______ in high school."
  • "Is that the Uma Thurman movie?"
  • "Oh? Do you have any embarrassing stories?"
  • "All of our shows are secret shows."
  • "Do you have any idea how long it took me to get all the evil exes' contact information so I could form this stupid league? Like, two hours!"
  • "Tell it to the cleaning lady on Monday."
  • "Um, _______, we're gonna go to Pizza-pizza for a slice, call us when you're done..."
  • "Didn't you get my email explaining the situation?"
  • "Is the news that we suck, because I really don't think I can take it."
  • "Kick her in the balls!"
  • "You just headbutted my boyfriend/girlfriend so hard he burst."
  • "I have to pee."
  • "Go ahead. I'm too cool for you anyway."
  • "Is this an envy-related dream again?"
  • "Short answer: Vegans are just better then everyone else."
  • "Somebody bring me my board!"
  • "So, what can I *censored* get you?"
  • "How are you doing that with your mouth?"
  • "They're called jobs, something a *censored* ball like you wouldn't know anything about."
  • "Let's both be girls."
  • "The only thing separating me from her/him is the two minutes it's gonna take to kick your ass."
  • "Look, I didn't write the gay handbook."
  • "Every Pilgrim reaches the end of it's journey... some sooner than others."
  • "But you can't... cheat... death."
  • "I don't think I can hit a girl. They're soft."
  • "Okay, presumably, you may have just seen a dude's junk, and I'm very sorry for that... so is he."
  • "Steal my boyfriend/girlfriend, taste my steel!"
  • "You had a sexy phase?"
  • "Oh I'd love to postpone, but I just cashed in my last rain check."
  • "What a perfect asshole."
  • "I want to have his/her adopted babies."
  • "_______, you're the salt of the earth."
  • "Do that again, and I will end you!"
  • "You broke the heart that broke mine."
  • "I partake not in the meat, nor the breastmilk, nor the ovum, of any creature, with a face."
  • "You'll pay for your crimes against humanity."
  • "You cocky cock!"
  • "Is there anywhere you don't work?"
  • "Never *censored* mind how I'm doing it!"
  • "You mean, do I have, like, ulterior motives?"
KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR PT.1
  • <p> <b></b> Michael POV<p/><b></b> "Man I didn't even really wanna go to prom, it was just a bunch of overly horny niggas and bitches that spent hundreds if not thousands of dollars on one night that would be over before it began" I said as me and my bestfriend Metri sat at the food court in the mall. "Bitch shut the fuck up you know you wanna go, you just mad cause you don't have a date yet, and you extra salty cause Darrien ain't ask you yet" he laughed as he took a bite of his chick-fil-a sandwhich. He was right though I actually did wanna go but I only wanted to go with one person and that was him, waiting on him to ask me to prom was like waiting in line for new Jordan's to drop it takes forever. "Yeah whatever Bitch, he ain't gonna ask me so Im just over it, it's only a week an a half left till prom and I don't have a tux or limo shit I'm mad as hell I brought that $100 ticket" I said actually becoming mad a little. " Calm down Mike, you'll get asked and if you don't you can come with me and Travis" he replied trying to cherler me up. "GREAT!!, so I can be a third wheel, na I'll pass" I retorted honestly. We finished our meal and did a little more shopping as we were leaving I seen darrien and some other boy walking on I quickly grabbed metri and duck behind this big ass flower pot outside the mall. "BITCH, I'll smack the shit outta you bout to give me whip flash better be glad me and Jesus ace boon coons in this new year don't do that shit no more" he said but I ignored everything he said and said " Look, there go Darrien and some other boy going in the mall, do you know him?" I asked because my Bitch been around the block and up the street a few times. " Yeah that's Evan he got a big dick, Mmm.. A really big-". " Michael?" Someone asked from behind me and from the voice I knew exactly who it was. " He-hey Darrien funny running into you here haha" I say nervously beings I was just caught hiding behind a flower pot at 3 in the afternoon. " What you doing behind this flower pot, hey Metri" he said as he hugged us both. "Well I was-we were- he needed" I couldn't speak at all so like a true bestfriend my bitch quickly said " We were here looking at tuxs for prom, how about you guys and hey Evan!" He said as he gave Evan that look that make ya mom uncomfortable cause she no her son getting dicked down right. "Wassup Metri, still looking sexy as ever, you a stranger thou shawty, I see ya new nigga got you in lock huh?" Evan replied licking his lips and I'll admit I got alil turned on. "please don't get him started on niggas" I said as I pulled darriens so we could talk away from those two knuckle heads.<p/><b></b> Darrien POV<p/><b></b> I'll admit it Michael was looking so fine right now he had his hair I'm braids that led to a man bun and his ass was sitting right, I spotted him and Metri walking out the mall as soon as we got close to the steps o seen him duck down behind that flower pot and all that. "So why was you hiding again?" I asked him because I wanted a answer. " ok truth is I seen you and Evan and I didn't know him so I thought-" before he could finish I said " I was cheating, Oh okay, nah shawty I'm not going no where". " So if that's true why haven't you asked me to prom yet Darrien we only have a week basically to get his shit together, is cause I'm a boy and your parents don't know" he said and I could see the hurt in his eyes. " Come on man! Don't start with that, look I love you and I always will but I'm just not ready for my parents to know yet" I honestly said.<p/><b></b> Me and Michael been messing around since sophomore year and we are now seniors, I came out at school for him cause I really do love him I just haven't told my parents yet.<p/><b></b> "Don't do what! D, explain to the guy I love that I wanna be with him whole heartily I fucking love ya bigheaded ass and I just wanna spend this night with you" he said as tears rolled down his face. Before I could reply he grabbed Metri and left me standing there. "damn, bro you fucked up this time huh?" Evan said walking over as we watched them leave. " Man shut up nigga, I didn't do shit, he wanna go to prom with me but I haven't told my parents about us yet, don't get me wrong I love his ass a lot but I'm not ready yet man, what you think?" I asked him cause he was my boy and he keep it 100 with me. " I think that you should take his ass to prom, tell ya parents and move on if that accept you great if they don't go to college with ya man and start a new life my nigga, for to long we love for others because what they might think or feel bit what about us?" He said as we entered Zumiez " Since when did you become Mr. Knowitall" I said mushing his head. " Since I came out 2 months ago and my mom accept me but you know pops ain't wit it but he cool" he replied which made me think about my next move and how I was gonna tell my parents that there only child was gay and wanted to go to prom with a boy!! Damn.<p/><b></b> If you like this first little snippet of my new tumble story "Knight in shining armor" please please please #reblog and comment lemme know wassup I'll beposting updates every Wednesday and the chapters will be much longer this is just a tease!!<p/></p>
explaining star wars to non-fans
  • me: so i'll start from the beginning just to make things more easy for you too understand. well...ok let's start with episode I or previous...imagine: obi wan is just a boy that nobody wants as padawan you know an "I'm still here situation" but then qui gon takes him as apprentice like you know a little "you'll be in my heart". they are master and padawan and they have to rescue the queen of naboo, doing that, they find a little kid named Anakin all "i just can't wait to be king" a sassy little boy. qui gon decides to take him as apprentice but unfortunately he dies leaving obi wan in despair and with the burden of training the boy. yoda is all "he lives in you" to obi wan and the ginger decides to train the boy on his master's will. obi wan is kind and "we are one" with the boy but the more anakin grows the more he is impertinent. anakin and the queen of naboo (padme) meet again and there's this moment of "two worlds" between them, anakin feels things he has never felt and obi wan is hella scared because "can you feel the love tonight?" and jedis cannot have relationships. anakin begins to be tormented by his feelings and visions of his mother dying and senator palpatine a "poor unfortunate souls" old bitch tries to bring anakin to the dark side. the young jedi has long days of tormented thoughts you know like "reflection" and then he starts to throw hate at obi wan. in the end anakin decides to "let it go" and becomes a sith, guess who? darth vader. padme gives birth to luke and leia and this time is obi wan who's all "you'll be in my heart".
  • luke becomes an adult and he finds obi wan who's old and all "son of a man" to luke and decides to train him as a jedi. meanwhile the badass leia a girl all "i'm almost there" is kidnapped by vader. luke meets han solo and chewbacca that are all "one jump ahed" and the adventure starts after a wonderful tavern scene like "i've got a dream" . they save leia but obi wan dies and becomes one with the force. then after some years they are on hoth a bloody cold planet, R2 and C3PO are all "love is an open door" and the empire attacks. luke flies away on daghobah where old yoda trains him in a "one last hope" style. leia and han find shelter at cloud city but then they discover that lando, han's friend, has betrayed them and there's a fantastic scene where vader sits at the table all like "be our guest" and then we'll kill you. han and leia have fallen in love in a "whole new world way" but han is frozen in carbonite and leia can't do anything to stop it. luke comes to save the day and starts fighting with vader who says to be his father in a creepy "mother knows best" way. luke escapes thanks to leia and chewbacca who rescue him. jabba's palace, leia is made slave, "prince ali" style everyone and then lando and luke try to save their friends from the sarlacc. the empire is building a new death star and leia finds the ewoks in a "happy working song" kind of way. luke fights with vader and vader gives up showing his last hint of love for his son, yes now it's vader to be all "you'll be in my heart". the rebels win, the empire is destroyed. han and leia are happy together and everyone is relieved and free.
  • many years later nobody knows where luke is, the resistance is searching for him and a sassy pilot named poe loses his droid with the long wanted map and is captured by the bad guys. meanwhile there is this girl rey who lives on a crappy sandy planet but it's all "touch the sky" and finds the droid with the map. poe is helped to escape by finn, a stormtrooper who wants to be good all "go the distance" and stuff. the bad guys are angry, general phasma, a woman pretty much "make a man out of you" is disappointed by general hux a ginger space nazi who blames kylo ren, aka ben solo, the son of leia and han who is all "i wannabe like you" for grandpa vader, he's a sith trained by supreme leader snoke a "be prepared" bitch. many things are done, finn and rey find han solo who brings them to a wise orange alien "circle of life" style who runs a tavern where rey finds luke's lightsaber and feels the force roaring "colors of the wind". rey is captured by kylo ren, the ginger nazi and the menacing phasma. thank to the force rey escapes and reunites with her new paternal figure han and her friend finn, they try to escape the base-planet-deathstar of the bad guys but kylo ren stops them. he kills his father and fights rey but the girl wins and goes away with the rebels. in the end rey finds luke who's also all "circle of life" face and the movie ends and we don't know anything more so far.
  • person: did you just explained me star wars through disney songs?
  • me: vanishes into the force.