i mean i suppose you can use it if you like him too lol idk

Clingy (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hello! love your blog! can i have a jughead x reader fic where the reader and jughead are dating and she overheard him telling someone (maybe like archie or betty) that she’s clingy and so she distances herself from him? lol idk if that makes sense but if you could write it that would be amazing! thank you!!!!

A/N: I love this prompt so much. I had so many different storylines come to mind but hopefully you enjoy this one! Requests are Welcome!!

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– Clingy (Jughead x Reader) –

You were walking towards your locker when you saw them.

Jughead and Archie talking by Jug’s locker.

Your heart skips a beat when you see that he’s wearing your favorite sweater of his. The soft green one that goes oh so well with his eyes.

Stop at your locker then go say hi to your boyfriend and his best friend. Routine. Like clockwork. Only today is when things change.

Opening your locker, you hear Jug say something sounding like your name. Thinking he saw you, you move your head a little to smile at him only to find him and Archie frowning at each other. That’s weird.

You pull out your English book and shut your locker, shrugging it off.

As you start to get closer, you hear him.

“I don’t know Arch. Is she clingy? Are all girls like that?” He sighs and digs around his locker for his science book.

Were you being clingy? Your heart starts to tighten in your chest. Was it making Jughead uncomfortable?

“Nah. You know (Y/N) is just a touchy person.” Archie offers him a smile. Neither of them saw you standing in the hall by the water fountain.

Archie says something quieter so you couldn’t hear but Jughead responds.

“I know. we spend every day together. We do everything together. Sometimes I feel like she’s always there. I can’t concentrate on anything half the time. She’s a huge distraction.” He shuts his locker and turns to Arch.

Archie nods and pats his back, saying something else but you already turned to leave.

Feeling hurt, you decide not to stop and say hi to them. It would be too clingy.

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anonymous asked:

Ok so I read the anon tag but it's all so vague I can't piece it together. Do you mind recapping it for me everything they've said and if any came true? They said don't be upset but like Elounor pics came out that day so was that suppose to be happy lol? Idk sorry to bug you but could you describe everything so far ://

for the most part, my anon warns about stunt related things, like articles and pap pics. i started getting them at the end of february, and they’ve been fairly consistent with sending them. going through every anon they’ve sent and fact-checking with articles and such would take a very long time.. so here’s a timeline of some of the main things they’ve said and what came true about it:

February 27th: “March 3rd. Be ready :) x”

this was the day we got elounor pap pics at the airport, showcasing them as a couple and confirming the rumors flying around about them getting back together

March 6th: “The contract is ending :) x”

this anon still confuses me a bit.. it’s regarding louis, as they sent me another anon saying “Louis’ . That’s why they are trying to ruin his name. It’s a smear campaign against him.” or i think it was them? this is before we had a system so i could distinguish the fake anons from the real ones

we don’t know specifically what contract it pertains to and if it came true yet. however, this anon was sent just a few hours before we got pap pics of ann marie thompson, head of media at syco, along with a few other lawyers entering louis’ la house. may be related? we probably need to wait on this one a bit

March 6th: “Keep an eye out :) x after tomorrow”

this was send 2 days before the music video for jho. march 7th we found out the music video would be dropping, and then it came out on march 8th. this was sent by a follow up anon saying “Music video :) x” on march 7th and then on march 8th, an anon saying “Did you like it ? :) x”

March 8th: “Its not too much for her. Articles. :) x”

this was the day eleanor left la and was papped. an article that day came out about the incident and how the girl was pressing charges. the next day, we got the article about eleanor leaving la and they used the pap pics. this was

March 9th: “Articles. :) x” and “Briana. :) x”

pap pics (obviously staged) came out of briana and ashley at the park with freddie. pics were used in an article that talked about the airport incident and louis getting back together with eleanor

March 12th: “Trying to make you believe. :) x”

this was sent on the week harry resurfaced in new york. a few days later, harry followed zoe kravitz on instagram so people speculated them being a thing (x), obviously still trying to enforce a womanizer image on him. this is what i think the anon was referring to, but it could mean something else

March 15th: “WTWCD. Third line. :) x” and “Pics :) x”

i received some song recommendations earlier on anon (the 14th), all of them being rolling stones songs. one of the songs was ‘when the whip comes down.’ the third line of that song is “i was a gay in new york.” later that night, harry took fan pictures at a restaurant in new york. this happened at like 1-2 am on the 15th

March 15th: “Pics. :) x” and “Sunglasses. :) x”

a few hours after getting these anons, harry was papped at an airport in new york, heading back to LA. the previous night he wasn’t wearing his sunglasses on the top of his head, but that night he brought them back

March 16th: “Gym. :) x”

fans spotted harry going to the gym later that morning in london. he did not take any fan pics

March 20th: “Girl. x”

the next day, eleanor and louis papped at james arthur concert. fan pics taken as well and there were rumors that louis and eleanor were kissing

March 21st: “Articles. :) x”

articles come out on the 22nd using the pap pics taken at the james arthur concert

March 22nd: “Buckle up, love x”

harry announces on march 25th his first single to be released on april 7th. ad for it is dropped, theme on twitter is changed, and he posts 3 white squares on instagram. website linked in bio on twitter

April 3rd: “Don’t be upset, Friday. x”

this can be interpreted two different ways.. one of which being, don’t be upset because harry is releasing his music on friday. one of the lines after all is “just stop your crying.” but it could also mean shit’s gonna happen, don’t be upset though. we did get pap pics of elounor at louis’ house so it could be this as well

April 9th: “A.K.J.Z. :) x”

so i was confused what this meant at first but then i figured out that it meant alicia keys jay z… they sing the song empire state of mind, which is about new york. i got this anon late on april 9th and then on april 10th, harry flew into new york city and we got pics of it on april 11th

hopefully this helps. i tried to be as specific as i could but i haven’t really kept track up to this point so i may have left a few things out. smiley anon is pretty helpful, wouldn’t you say so? :)

anonymous asked:

i've been wondering a lot about hoseok and his dance background lately. do you know when he started dancing, what style he started with and which style of dance he has most experience with? also what dance style would you classify boy meets evil as? (sidenote: dance style of lie?) i'm bombarding you bc i know you have some experience in dancing haha sorry 1/ ~F

Also, I often see people saying that hoseok’s only good at street dance/popping and isn’t a versatile dancer (often when they compare him to jimin) but im just???? Yeah it’s true that hoseok hasn’t shown as wide a range of styles as jimin has but that doesn’t mean he’s not a versatile dancer??? 2/ ~F

Sometimes (esp during group dances), he doesn’t show his full potential; however, you can’t say that it’s his limit because he’s not /trying/ to outshine the others. Similar to that, if he isn’t showing you the whole range of dances he can perform, how can you say he’s bad? (I feel like this analogy is confusing. Feel free to ignore rip) Also, were these people sleeping during the spring day choreo or… ???? 3/ ~F

ANON you will not believe the noise i just made when i saw these messages in my inbox !!!!! i’d love to answer your questions fpasdlgh. just a heads up that this is gonna be long; i’m sorry, i talk a lot and don’t know when to shut up & also like listening to my own (metaphorical) voice too much sometimes

1. hoseok’s been dancing since freshman (?) year of high school and started out with street (x) while this is a considered a short time for professional dancers, i’m only exposed to classical art forms, so i’m unsure how that factors into this style (´~`ヾ) and yes, that means this is the base of his technique !

2. i would classify BME as 100% hip hop/street. although they can be seen as widely different genres, it’s a popular style that’s taken off these past few years in the dance community. it’s got street elements in it, but it’s more controlled, more polished. (also: yeah idk what “lie” is………..urban lyrical pseudo contemporary with modern influences?????????? lmao at this point hip hop has grown so much i’d just call it that)

3. fam i’m in the same boat as you! hoseok is a very versatile dancer :o he can adapt to many different styles, given that they’re not asking him to start doing fouettes or something.

  • his main style
  • a subgenre of street called “bounce” although they are both “street”, each subgenre is really different from each other & it’s not easy to pick one up. here, you can see the difference between hoseok and jimin during practice. hoseok goes deeper, lower, lighter, smoother, etc. his arms come up to near his chin when he lunges to the front & there’s no part of the combo where he’s simply arrived @ a position and then stays there; he’s always moving, always milking every step, always engaged 
  • butterfly here, his musically is really strong bc he utilizes every part of his body in order to fill up the counts. you can really see the movement going thru every single muscle: the way his chest caves in, the shoulders, the hands, his head, the fluidity of his arms. as a dancer, you want every single action to be deliberate. you need control of even your fingers in order to constantly extend energy outwards, and hoseok takes that into account
  • arirang medley
  • perfect man (aka my life) is killer bc of the required speed/stamina; there is no break in this piece. if you get off you can’t get back in lmao and you can clearly see some members struggling with to stay on time with the footwork
  • am i wrong
  • spring day i 100% agree with what you’re saying about this piece !!!! there is so much going on here, and after watching all the individual fancams i wanna say that both he and jimin are the ones who shine the most consistently thru the entire dance.

    the slide to the ground? hoseok jumps the highest, gets the most airtime. the roll up from the floor? he really pushes himself and utilizes his back flexibility & holds his core in order to make sure that his head is the last thing that comes up. i was pleasantly surprised to see him tackle this choreography, esp the move i just mentioned, just to see how he’d do. he really pushed himself with this piece, and i’m glad he got the chance to grow as a dancer; probably with help from jimin, as this is more his department.

    the only qualm i have with him is during the wedge part where their left legs are going in & out, he needs to start pulling his left side over more …… he’s no longer square by like? the second step out n his ribs are reallllly swinging open fpfahdgt it’s kinda bothering me lol CLOSE UR RIBCAGE HOSEOK !!!!! i know u can do it

despite all of these pieces being different styles, you can tell that hoseok constantly strives to take the extra step above & beyond. he’s always looking for places where he can add Something More to the piece, even when it’s not given explicitly in the choreography. he gives it his All in hype dances, and that’s what made him stand out to me from the rest.

4. yes yes yes yes yes,,,, thank you for pointing that out! some people shit on hoseok’s dance king title because he doesn’t seem to stick out during groupwork and i’m here to tell you that 1) that’s utter bullshit lmao go ahead and watch all the solo fancams i assure you that he is Up There (debatable for certain dances, but he holds top 1 for fire & bst, no question) and 2) he might not go full out bc he’s dancing in a group.

what some fans forget is that he is part of a group, and the whole point when you’re part of a group is that you “take one for the team” and don’t treat it like a solo; you’re not supposed to stick out. even dance line 2.0 (namjin) don’t draw negative attention bc they bust their asses in order to keep up with the rest of the group !!!!!! BECAUSE YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO STICK OUT !!!!!

the whole point is that ur a cohesive unit doing one thing !!!!!!!!!!! you’re supposed to look the same !!!!!!! like…………if you’re really on balance during a performance, you’re not going to do six pirouettes. you finish the double like the rest of the corps, and you book it to your next step. groups thrive in unity, and if you can’t even give that up in order to get your limelight, then i’m sorry: you don’t deserve a solo.

this is why professionals always start out in the corps to prove that they can work well with others, handle the roles given to them, dance as a collective, and then use their work ethic/diligence to stand out during classes & rehearsals to show the artistic director that they’re ready to be promoted to a higher ranking. you demonstrate that you can handle a group environment before anything else 

hoseok doesn’t outshine the others because that’s not his job, and that is not what he is there to do. he is purposefully coexisting with the group in order to make the dance look & feel cleaner

5. kinda going off the fourth point: i agree, once again. he still showcases that he’s pushing himself, but not to the point where he purposely outshines the others. the discipline that comes with purposeful restraint is often overlooked, and i would never slander a dancer for doing so. if i know how far someone’s able to go, i can also appreciate how far they reign themselves in.

ofc, there’s the rare moment when hoseok Really lets loose like the iconic extended choreo for fire during MAMA 16 and you can see how much farther/harder/faster/stronger/full out he’s going compared to the rest of the group. there was a comment that remarked how he made the rest of bts look like his backup dancers, and i can’t agree more. lol i ain’t even biased, just watch from 4:43 onward.

when he jumps, he jumps higher than the others. when he turns his knees in, his feet are spread farther apart than the rest of the members, even though the choreo is fast and the wider your stance is, the slower you’re able to move. he makes every step clear. it’s precise, it’s sharp. his arms move quick, but they hit every position. there is no perceived rush that comes with not knowing what’s coming next or being late

the usage of his head, the ability to go move so fast but still remain fluid (rolling through his chest, loose shoulders, placed arms), jumping farther, traveling more, generally taking up more space than the others w his limbs, making things look incredibly energetic, are all key factors that put him up on another level. yes, someone can move their head, but hoseok moves it further, yes, someone can kick their leg out, but hoseok kicks his further (even so that it’s no longer within his center of balance, and i genuinely fear for him)

not to mention!!! 9 minutes into killer choreography and he is still slaying the facials. his charisma is off the charts, and it’s clear that he’s having so much fun???? he engages the audience with his expressions & isn’t afraid to use it to work the crowd, which is something i’m missing from others bc (as with all dancers) they sometimes get caught up too much with technique instead of performance. also his stage-to-audience connection is Insane. it’s so hard to do it right w/o looking like you’re staring someone down or alienating them, so basically

the ability to keep up/go beyond with fast choreo while also making it engaging thru stage presence is incredibly difficult and is another factor that puts hoseok above the rest of bts in dance

Seventeen Reaction to them making you cry during a fight

A/N: This is my own personal opinion, I’m not saying that the boys are like this, I don’t know them. I’m just not about those unrealistic imagines where they’re too nice and coddling you; from what I know through being a fan, this is how I think they’d be. 

Seungcheol/S.Coups: It would be your first fight and neither of you would know what to expect from the other. You’d always seen Cheol as this loving caring character so it honestly surprised and scared you when he yelled at you. He immediately reigned himself in and regained his cool but tears were already pricking at your eyes as you gaped up at him, not knowing who it was that stood before you right now. “Shit… Y/N I’m sorry…” He would honestly feel so helpless bc all he wanted to do was just coddle you and make all your sadness go away but dammit he was the cause this time. You guys would probably have a far more reasonable conversation after that, working through whatever the problem was.

Jeonghan: Jeonghan just strikes me as a super bitter person when he’s mad like if he was really mad he would go after something you were insecure about just because he knew it would hurt you even if he didn’t mean what he said at all. And so you and Jeonghan would probably be having the worst fight of your entire relationship and you guys would be screaming profanities at each other. At one point Jeonghan would just take it too far and you wouldn’t reply, staring at him in disbelief. You were trying so hard not to cry all this time but you couldn’t help it anymore. Jeonghan would immediately sober, “N-No.. I’m sorry…I swear I didn’t… I didn’t mean it..” He would whimper and immediately step towards you, his heart breaking when you stepped away.

Joshua/Jisoo: Joshua seems like he’d be really cruel when he’s upset too but more of in a petty way. Like I think he’d be the type to continuously bring up old stuff while you guys fought. And you’d cry more out of frustration than anything else because you weren’t sure how much more you had to do for him to forgive you for things in the past. “Are you really trying to cleanse your own guilt by bringing up my old mistakes!?” You would yell, tears streaming down your face. His face would sober slightly and he’d clench his teeth, upset but realizing he was in the wrong too. “Can we just not talk for like 5 minutes..” he’d whisper as he hugged you tightly, “Can we both calm down before we talk about this again?”

Jun/Junhui: I feel like if he’s gotten to the point of yelling then this fight is something that has gone way too big; Jun seems like a calm person that tries to make peace as much as he can. Even if he did yell though, even before he saw you cry he would sober, realizing that he needed to calm down. Jun seems like the kind of person who never raises his voice, so for him to do so would surprise even him. The sobering would only speed up if he saw tears in your eyes. He seems like the type to just pull your head into his chest and sigh to himself, holding you. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have yelled… We’re not going to come to any sort of understanding by yelling at each other,” and he’d cup your cheeks, making you look up at him, “I’ll order takeout, lets just sit and talk okay? Communication is the key to relationships or the heart of relationships– whatever you know what I mean!” 

Hoshi/Soonyoung: Honestly I feel like whatever her did would be an accident. Soonyoung just seems like he’s not prone to yelling at people or anything but he’d probably be kinda inconsiderate if he was stressed about something. Like how he didn’t listen to Minghao’s idea lol. Like you’d probably need to discuss something important with him like you would understand if this was like you had a bad day and you need to vent like he can’t drop all his responsibilities for you just because you’re sad but this is an important thing like idk maybe you two are moving in together or your dog is sick idk its important. And he’s just not taking you seriously he’s just like “Later Y/N, this is really important okay?” and you’re so fed up and you’re just “So is this!” “Listen this is my job, you have to be more understanding about this, I can’t compromise this okay?” and you’re just looking at him like so betrayed and you’re tearing up “But you can compromise me… Okay.” and you say it so softly like you’re not understanding why he’s making you out to be the crazy person. And this kid finally sees clearly like oh no… tears, those are tears, I caused those tears oh no. And he’s like “You know I didn’t mean it like that..” “I know… but sometimes that’s really what it feels like..” And he tries to explain but you’re like no i want a real proper discussion so you finish whatever it is you need to do for work and then we’ll talk. 

Wonwoo: The type of man that is probably really good at the silent treatment. Like you both probably had a very passive aggressive back and forth until a silent cold war began in the house. He wouldn’t speak to you, he wouldn’t stay if you came into the room, he wouldn’t even look at you. Honestly he knew that he was being immature but it was one of those things that he had already taken too far and now he wasn’t sure how to stop. Besides you were probably even more mad at him now and if he went and talked to you after this grand show that he had put on, he’d be sacrificing his pride wouldn’t he? It wasn’t until you grabbed his arm as he was trying to leave, your voice shaking as you looked at him teary eyed, “If you’re going to act like I don’t exist then at least break up with me so I can get closure.” and that gets his attention real fast, man is whipping around like what break up what no “I don’t want that..” “Then talk to me! At least look at me for god’s sake!” and that’s how you guys end up having a heart to heart about whatever problem you were fighting about and potentially both of you end up crying. 

Jihoon/Woozi: It’s a long standing cliche that Jihoon works a lot and all the fics portray him as someone who doesn’t give him s/o enough attention. Truthfully it’s not that he doesn’t give you enough attention, its that he’s just stretched so thin that he doesn’t have time to show you how much he loves you sometimes. You’ve always been understanding about this, you’d never ever complain and only encourage him about it; but that just made him too lax in giving you his time. Maybe a month would’ve gone by and you wouldn’t have seen him once, his texts were always brief and his phone calls practically nonexistent. You wanted to be understanding but you had limits too. You’d call him, hoping that you could have some sort of discussion but almost minutes into you calling he immediately goes “Oh Y/N can I call you back, something came up.” and he’d be using a bluetooth so he wouldn’t hang up, he’d just start doing whatever it was that came up. You would assume he had hung up and couldn’t stop the tears that pricked at your eyes, “seriously…” you sniffle, “let’s just break up Lee Jihoon, you can date your job instead.” and you’d say it so bitterly, assuming he wasn’t there anymore but he’d be frozen on the other end, feeling sick to his stomach “Wh-What…?” and then he’d try to get out of the office to see you but if he couldn’t he’d force you to at least FaceTime him. 

Seokmin/Dokyeom: I don’t think he’d make you cry in the sense that he says something that makes you cry. With Seokmin it’s probably a slow rise of things that are happening but he seems like the type to always pretend that everything is okay; he might think that the only way to not lose you is to never fight. Seokmin also seems like the kind of person who hates confrontation so even if you try to bring it up he’d probably dodge and just make it seem like everything was okay. Inevitably that leads you to thinking maybe you’re the problem and that maybe you’re just too sensitive. And one day you just snap, you just start crying and you can’t stop. Luckily it was a day off for you that day but you were supposed to spend it going on a date with Seokmin. When you cancelled on him with a really flimsy excuse, he immediately went to your place. His hand would hover over the door but he pulled it back and just fished out his spare key to your apartment, not knowing what was wrong with you and not wanting to make you get up if you were sick or something. Walking in on you clutching your pillow for dear life, sobbing your heart out would make him panic in all sorts of ways. He’d probably just stand there frozen as he softly called out your name. You’d panic, acting like you weren’t just crying and one second you’re asking him how he got in and the next you’re in a warm hug, holding you tightly like you were were only thing keeping that person alive. You guys would talk eventually but a lot of it is just hugging tbh y’all have a bonding moment. 

Mingyu: He seems like he’d try to just smile and be like “why are you being like this..? Calm down..” whenever you tried to fight with him. He also seems like he takes criticism a bit to heart so whenever you tell him anything you’re worried that he’s going to get really insecure about it. And its frustrating for you. Usually you just try to take it and stop getting upset but it honestly made you feel like you were being unreasonable or psychotic every time but it wasn’t his fault either because you tended to never criticize him so when you did it seemed like it was out of the blue. You two have a very bad communication situation please work on that. But yes anyway so one time he says this and you literally lose your mind like you just start tearing up and you crouch on the ground like hugging your knees like you’re sniffling and just in a crouched position and he’s !?!?!?!? and like slowly walking up to you like “Hey… hey please don’t cry.. I’m sorry..” but tbh he has no idea what he’s apologizing for until you whisper “I’m not crazy.. stop acting like every time I say something I’m being crazy and unreasonable..” and hes very ??? “I know you aren’t crazy.. I just don’t think fighting helps and that we should talk about it” “But we don’t! You tell me to calm down and then we pretend everything is just dandy!” and that’s how you guys have your first ever proper discussion and put it all on the table. You grow as a couple tbh. 

Minghao/The8: I don’t think it would be from an actual fight. Minghao sometimes tends to take his jokes too far and while he immediately makes up for it when he realizes he might’ve hurt the person’s feelings, if you’re not the type to immediately show on your face that you’re upset he might think you were okay with it. Especially if you laughed and said something back like you probably didn’t want to make a big deal out of nothing and come off as sensitive so you’d try to play it cool. But one day you may just be having a bad day and he’d say something, not realizing that you weren’t feeling well and you’d blow up. “Do you have to be like that all the time!? Am I not human? Do you think I don’t have feelings?” and he’s just staring at you like shellshocked because where is this coming from, what did he do, oh god are you crying– “I-I was just kidding.. I didn’t–” “I know it’s my fault for not saying anything but how can I we’ve only been dating for a few months and I didn’t want to come off as crazy or sensitive but I have limits okay…” and you’re just rubbing at your eyes angrily because you feel like you’re throwing a fit and you feel crazy and sensitive. But then Minghao is cupping your face and walking close till he can rest his forehead on your comfortably. “You’re not crazy or sensitive. If something I do hurts you, you have to tell me, how am I supposed to be a good boyfriend if I’m hurting your feelings all the time? I’m sorry okay? I swear I don’t mean any of it. Pinky promise.” 

Seungkwan: Seungkwan is your biggest supporter, he’s everyone’s biggest fanboy. But usually everyone doesn’t reciprocate back to him the way he cheers them on. Everyone loves him, but they don’t always show it. And that’s why he makes you cry, not because he hurts you but because he just looks so pitiful as he pours his heart out to you, admitting that it hurts him when you don’t cheer him on or congratulate him and he realizes that it’s not like everyone can be as extra as him but its still unpleasant when all someone says is congratulations. And you can’t help but cry as you hug him, not realizing that you had been hurting him all this time. Out of the two of you Seungkwan had always been the more exuberant one and you didn’t realize that he was expecting it back but you vowed to do better from that day forth. 

Vernon: I just can’t see him making anyone cry? Like he’s just too soft of a person? If anything he’s the one that’s crying? I dunno man.. If he were to make his s/o cry it’s probably like a you’re both just so stressed and its tears of frustration because he just can’t seem to get what you’re saying; you’ve reiterated your point about 10 times already and he still doesn’t understand why you’re upset and you’re at your wits end and ready to scream. And so you start crying because if you’re like me you cry when it gets too much. Your fight would probably pause with you telling him to forget it and walking out on him. The poor boy probably wouldn’t get why he was in the wrong until he went and asked his members tbh. 

Chan/Dino: He seems really old for his age. Not old, that’s mean, mature, he’s mature for his age. And because of that sometimes he finds what his older members do to be quite childish and kind of sighs at them like “Hyung wyd.” Like he’s still a bright child that knows how to have fun don’t get me wrong; its just sometimes it feels like Dino could blend into Hyung line and people who don’t know svt that well wouldn’t be surprised if you told them he was one of the older ones. So if his s/o was a person that had moments of hyperness, if he was really tired, he’d sometimes put a hand on your arm like “Y/N why are you yelling babe” And so it would honestly just be a huge misunderstanding; he’d do it a few times in one week and you’d start wondering if he found you annoying. You’d probably try to stop it all together but you’d have a moment of too much excitement randomly and he’d laugh and ask you to stop yelling and you wouldn’t know what came over you but smh you’re tearing up and Chan is sat up like !!! shoot what what did i say omg. “Sorry.. I just.. I can’t help it sometimes.. I know it’s annoying.. I’m sorry..” and hes like ??? what do you mean? Its not annoying my head just hurts right now???? And you all talk about it finally basically the moral of this entire post is, talk about things with your s/o if you want a healthy relationship. 

Drunken Mistakes [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/N: I’m sorry but no fluff here. There’s been too much fluff lol

Warning: Angst, Swearing

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Your friends and family always told you to leave him. That you were just a current attraction, that it would never last. How he had you wrapped around his finger and constantly walks all over you.

You never thought about it that way. You always thought it was being flexible. They don’t know his past the way you do. They don’t know that he’s out cleaning up Gotham’s streets every night. Yes, you often bend to his needs more than he does yours.

You’re the one who keeps the apartment clean, cooks dinner, does the laundry, goes grocery shopping, all while attending school and keeping a steady job. Jason would help you if he had the time right? But he doesn’t every day its a new mission with Bats or the Outlaws.

Basically Jason said ‘jump’ and you ask ‘how high?’ But you were used to it. You love him and would do anything for him. And he loves you. One thing you pride your relationship on is that he never even glances the way of another girl.

Well at least that’s what you thought and what his friend would tell you, though you never asked to be told.

Jason had been gone with the Outlaws for a four day mission, but was getting home a day late tonight. It was often the Outlaws would get hung up and ended up getting home later than supposed too. One of them always texted or called if that was the case.

You always stay up and wait for when he gets home from long missions.

Sitting on your couch you skimmed through a book waiting for him to walk through the door, and it didn’t take too long for that happen.

Hearing the noise of keys in the lock, you pulled the book from your face and glanced at the hallway. When the sound of the door opening reached your ears. 

Setting the book aside when he came into view. “Welcome home Jay” standing to meet him halfway.

“Hey babe” He replied, but there was something off about his tone and demeanor. “What’s wrong?” asking, a confused expression making it’s way to your face.

He shifted uncomfortable, “[F/n] I did something, something bad” not meeting your eyes. Tilting your head to meet his eyes, asking “What? You can tell me”

“I-I got really drunk last night. Roy, Kori, and I all went out to celebrate the success and we all got super drunk and I honestly didn’t mean of any of this to happen it was all a mistake” his eyes bore into yours with regret.

He’s not going to say what you think he’s going to say is he?

“Jay you’re scaring me” taking a small step back.

“I’m so sorry [F/n], I cheated on you” you could feel your breath stop as tears came to your eyes. “What?”

“It was all a mistake, I didn’t want any of it to happen. It meant nothing to me, I barley even remember last night” not realizing that those words made it worse.

“Obviously it meant something if it’s one of the few things you remember!” yelling through your tears.

“NO! That’s not what I meant” He said before you turned your back. Not able to look at him. Arms crossed over your stomach as tears streamed down your cheeks. 

He reached out, when his fingers barley grazed your skin you turned and stepped away from him. “Don’t touch me!” growling shortly. Your tone was a mixture of sadness, anger, confusion, and most importantly betrayal.

“God I was so fucking stupid! I should’ve listened to them, my friends, my family. They were so damn right! What even am I Jason? Other than your goddamn door mat!” screaming at him. You’d never yelled at him like this before.

“You’re not my doormat! I love you [F/n]! You’re the love of my life!” he yelled back. Desperation filling his expression, tone, his whole being completely.

“Then why do I feel so unloved huh? Why do I feel like I’m just something you come back too? Like I’m some goddamn collectable!” You had no idea you felt like this until the words were spilling out of your mouth. He’s been using you this whole time, how can you trust what he’s saying now?

When he didn’t answer, you just shook your head. A scoff escaping your lips, “I’m fucking done” turning your back to get a jacket from the coat rack.

“[F/n] please” he tried to stop you. “I can’t loose you, it won’t ever happen again”

“Well I can’t fucking take this anymore Jason! It shouldn’t have happened in the first place. I can’t come back to a empty apartment for the rest of my life. I’m so–” You stopped realizing something, “No, I’m not sorry. I have nothing to be sorry for” Turning your back to him for the last time and putting a hand on the door knob.

“Goodbye Jason, I hope your fling was worth it” Opening the door before stepping out. Not having noticed his attempt to stop the door before you slammed it shut. You stayed leaning against the door, finally letting out a strained sob while covering your mouth.

Jason was leaning on the door by his forearms. His head hanging between his arms. Tears stinging at his own eyes. ‘How could I be so stupid? I’m such a fucking idiot’ he thought before pushing himself up.

Turning around, in a moment of rage he punched a whole straight through the wall. Before finally breaking down.

How could he hurt you like that?

_____

**I might do a part two, but who knows at this point in life. (If anyone wants to see that send me a request or message or some sort of communication thing lol)

***I have one more open spot in my requests if anyone is interested ;)

Fan account of Det Går Bra

Our translator, Anna, got a chance to see Tarjei’s play in Oslo! Her account is below the cut. We want to remind people that this play is an exaggeration of truths in the actor’s lives. Tarjei is playing a ‘douchey’ version of himself etc. We do not know the extent of the truth behind his confessions in the play.

Trigger warnings for mentions of rape, please proceed with caution. 

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anonymous asked:

I'm so glad Kirishima is getting so much spotlight, he really deserves it!!!! And it looks like hes gonna get more, since hes in the main group along with Deku, Uraraka and Tsuyu. I;m so hyped!!!

Honestly!!!!!!!!!!! That’s one interesting group tbh, Kirishima and Tsuyu’s interactions are always incredibly adorable to watch and seeing Kirishima interact for so long with pure and good people is gonna be hard on my heart (I mean, you know I’m 100% a bakusquad fan but they’re all at least in part assholes and Kiri fits with them just right, he can be just like Sero and Kaminari and I love it, but then his interactions with Amajiki have been so pure can you imagine an arc filled with that I’m already crying)

I just hope my other faves won’t completely disappear through this arc haha sigh

Anon said: So which Kacchan quote do you like best “Die your bacteria fucks, dieee!” or “BRING YOUR DAMN TRASH TO ME”?

LMAO SORRY ANON BUT MY FAVE GOTTA BE

WHAT A GODDAMN DISASTER THIS BOY IS

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Episode 89! Big drama, quick action, shit not sorted out!

Such quick action, actually, I’m going to do something I haven’t done in a long time, and recap a whole episode at once. BUCKLE UP!

Malik is being a total unreasonable emotionally-abusive foolish SHITHEAD right now. I am so disappointed in him. He stops Rishid from WINNING to tell him he has to take the massive risk of playing the Fake Ra card because Malik just sort of wants him to and, to make him do it, he dangles the one thing Rishid will carve his own face off for…

This is a LOW BLOW you lying little shit, go sit in the corner and sort your shit out.

Shortly thereafter:

“I am so aroused right now.”

This ridiculous Monster swap, trading Mr Scorpion for I Can’t Believe It’s Not Actually The Avatar Of A God, turns out to be even more pointless than you might expect:

ICBINTAOAG has the same ATK as Mr Scorpion did! It inherits the ATK of the Monsters sacrified to summon it (Mr Scorpion counted as three Monsters bc it had eaten three Monsters. Yes, I think that’s bullshit too, but on the scale of the bullshittitude perpetrated this episode, it barely registers.)

Malik is delighted.

I think it proves you’re a manipulative little dillweed, but hey, it’s nice to know Malik’s ravings support my theory that Rishid was some kind of nephew or something.

Meanwhile, in her room, Isis divines what is about to happen and mentally warns Rishid that he’s about to mistake. “Mentally” here meaning “in her own head”, not “telepathically”, sadly.

Well maybe show the hell up next time instead of sitting in your room by yourself watching through your haunted jewellery. Then you could have warned him for real and maybe he would have listened! Like seriously, Isis, sort your shit out.

But she isn’t there and Rishid calls his attack and Malik’s Duel Disk FREAKS THE FUCK OUT

Yes, incredibly, just like EVERY OTHER TIME THEY USED A FAKE RA CARD, they have angered the actual real God known as Ra who makes their displeasure known through the age-old tried-and-true Zeus-favoured method of Precision Lightning Headshots.

Boom.

… Awkward.

Seems a bit harsh to ALSO lightning Jounouchi, but in Ra’s defense, Jounouchi didn’t get hit until he approached Rishid.

Everyone freezes in shock, except Honda, who runs forward to climb onto the dueling platform (but does immediately stop when Isono asks him to, even though, for all he knows, his friend is dead or dying…)

(Yami’s ADORABLE shocked face distracted me for a while, but try to tear your eyes away to appreciate Otogi’s horror-blah too!)

Tournament Organiser, Tournament Sponsor Company CEO, and yet somehow also Competitor, Seto Kaiba, tells everyone not to worry!

… this STRONGLY implies that there IS a fatal level though. It is a CARD GAME DEVICE, Seto. Sort your SHIT out.

Isono wants to end the duel and disqualify both competitors for “being unconscious during the duel”, which does seem a little harsh but on the other hand has the massive benefit of freeing the unconscious duelists up for some highly necessary medical attention, but Kaiba Walking-Health-And-Safety-Disaster Seto has a better idea!

Literally, let’s stand here for five more minutes and see if either of them get better or die. These two people just got HIT BY FUCKIN LIGHTNING, this is NOT a suitable tie-breaker. It’s a goddamn CARD GAME, the secondary win-lose criteria should NEVER BE “well let’s see if the electrocution sends either of them into cardiac arrest”. SORT YOUR SHIT OUT, SETO.

… HOW does he EVER get insurance to cover ANYTHING??

The Nerd Herd start yelling at Jounouchi to wake up.

Except Yami who stares in consternation elsewhere? Apparently at Rishid? Maybe he’s in denial about Jounouchi potentially being seriously hurt?

Isis has another worry than merely losing a brother to godly-lightning-attack…

And Rishid is the one who keeps the other!Malik at bay, so if he’s killed in a tragic card-game accident…

This is where things kind of fall apart for me, suspense-wise. Like I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be rooting for Jounouchi, and I certainly don’t want him to die or anything, but Rishid’s reasons for needing to get up and carry on are SO much better??? This isn’t Duelist Kingdom, where Jounouchi needed the prize money to save his sister’s eyesight. He’s literally in this tournament because he likes this dumb card game and it seemed like fun. He wants to do well and duel Yugi/Yami, but #spoileralert he ends up doing that after the tournament is over and that’s fine, so it’s totally not necessary for him to win here. He wants to get back up and continue the duel … so that he can duel his friend at some point. 

Rishid wants to get back up and continue the duel because he knows he’s the only one standing between Malik and the violent alternate-personality waiting to break free and use Malik’s body, and he’s haunted by memories of Malik’s descent into darkness after being tortured by his own father as a child, which Rishid couldn’t save him from.

Jounouchi’s electrocution-vision?

He literally dreams he dozed off in class, then falls over his desk and has a little chat with his friends.

He does have a sweet moment where he acknowledges that he no longer wants to be that rash, aggressive guy who gets into fist fights all the time, because…

He feels, in the dream, heavy and tired and asks for his friends to help him up…

<3! 

So friendship wins out over family and duty and Jounouchi stands up while Rishid falls. This fits with the “friendship heck yeah” theme of the series, but … idk. They explicitly framed this as “who is more determined to win this duel” and it reeeeeeally seems like it would be Mr If I Don’t Win My Precious Younger Brother Will Lose His Mind Maybe Forever and not Mr It’d Be Real Nice To Duel Yugi I Guess.

Anyway, it happens and Jounouchi’s up, but kinda dazed and not sure where he is.

HE GOT HIT BY FUCKING LIGHTNING LIKE FOUR MINUTES AGO, LADY, WHAT THE FRESH HELL, MAYBE SORT YOUR SHIT OUT

And Kaiba’s characteriscally-but-forgetfully derisive

oh my sweet precious fleeting grip on sanity it was yoUR GODDAMN IDIOT IDEA. YOU. YOUUUUUUUU. SHIT. SORT. NOW. PLEASE.

Speaking of fleeting grips on sanity, Jounouchi and Yami go to help Rishid but he’s like “lol don’t mind me, it’s Malik you gotta watch out for cause he’s about to flip the fuck out Disassociative Identity Disorder style”

And they’re like, legit, “Gasp! Namu is Malik?? The only other person on the blimp???” #sortyourshitout

And Malik FINALLY - cause you know he rehearses this in the mirror right? right. - gets to be all like “YES, IT IS I, MALIK! AHAHA”

But then tragically, like 67 seconds later, he becomes the very Malik they have not been fighting this whole time but instead becomes the Malik they will henceforth be fighting…

Who is very dismissive of The Artist Formerly Known As This Very Malik.

~Eight out of ten occult spirits prefer the darkness to other leading brands of eyeliner~

Fly (Fred Weasley x Reader)

Request: Reader never being able to conjure a patronous until Fred is in danger and she thinks of the time he drunkenly confessed to being in love with her (which she never brought up because she thinks he didn’t mean it) but after she saves him he kisses her and fluff ?

Idk why my Fred Imagines turn out so long every time lol. Kinda went wild with this request, sorry I strayed from the plot a whole lot. I have a tendency to do that. Hope you enjoy!

To preface: this takes place the beginning Deathly Hallows, then the memories are in Order of The Phoenix.

“C'mon we’re going on brooms!” you shouted to Fred as the group made their way out of Privit Drive.

“Now…” started Remus, talking like you’re a toddler. “You have to make sure you two get to your portkey in time.”

You rolled your eyes, grabbing your Cleansweep.

“I’ll think about it, Lupin.” You said back with a grin.

You looked over your shoulder at the Harry who was wearing Fred’s clothes.

“We have to head out”

He was smirking as he usually did at you that usually gave you butterflies, but seeing him as Harry made your skin crawl.

“See you all soon” you shouted. Everyone waved or said simple goodbyes, not wanting them to linger.

“Whaddya think of my new look, (Y/N)?” Fred asked, winking.

You made a small vomit noise, making him laugh. You both lifted off, flying low to avoid attention.

“You nervous?” You asked more seriously after a few silent minutes.

“Not with a badass Auror by my side.”

You chuckled “Barely”

“Well, you’re stronger than me, I run a joke shop!” He said with an encouraging laugh.

When the laughter died down, the silence made your heart race. Maybe it was the deatheathers that were surely near or the closeness of the Harry next to you. No, you thought to yourself. He doesn’t fell the same.

“How does it feel to be Harry?” You asked, breaking the uneasy quiet.

“Not much different, really. Just less devilishly handsome.” He said with a smirk.

“I wouldn’t say that” you said, shoving his shoulder slightly. Did your eyes deceive you or did you see his grin falter?

He let out a chuckled that was supposed to be friendly but sounded sort of cold.

“Hey, now’s your only chance to kiss the chosen one if you’d like”

Your heart stopped at this and you felt your face heating. He joking, you thought, he’s Fred, of course he’s joking.

“Well I-I”

Suddenly a green flash flew by your face, you ducked with a shriek. Fred looked at you with wide eyes.

“It’s okay, we’ll lose them through the forest” you whispered the plan, looking over your shoulder and seeing two huge death eaters on brooms.

Fred just nodded, pulling out his wand. You both dipped into the forest, weaving through trees, death eaters close behind you.

“I know where we are, there’s a hidden cave coming up on your left, it looks like a rock but it’s like the platform.” Fred whispered, breathlessly.

Understanding his plan you took a sharp left after him. The death eaters headed straight pass you, your heart felt like it would explode as you hurdled into the seemly solid rock.

You stumbled off of your broom into a dark cave.

“You okay?” Fred asked, gathering himself.

“I’ve been better” you answered, trying to catch your breath.

Your breathing stopped as you heard two gruff voices outside the cave. You and Fred froze, eyes locked on each other.

You pulled out your wand and whispered a number of protection spells, causing the seemingly solid rock to become solid, the voices died away.

“We should be okay” you whispered “How do you know about this cave?”

“Sirius used it, dad told me. I wasn’t positive this was it, but I’m thankful it is”

You scoffed, dumbfounded

“You weren’t sure that this was the cave!?” you yelled.

“Well, not exactly-” he started

“So you could have just sent us hurdling into a solid rock and killed us both?!”

“We would have died anyway”

You felt like crying and laughing at the same time.

“A risky game, you playing with my life, Weasley” you said with a sigh.

Fred looked at his watch and jumped.

“Shit! We missed the portkey.” He groaned “Mum is gonna be worried sick”

“Oh Merlin, Remus is going to kill me” you said with a whine

“When I think about it, we’re not too far, we can probably get to the Burrow within 2-3 hour or so without anymore bloody death eaters” Fred grumbled the last bit.

Silence fell for a moment, all you heard was breathing and your pounding heart. “Alright, we’d better go” you said with a burst of confidence, grabbing your broom and handing him his.

You disarmed the protection spells and pushed through the rock. The light of the moon casted a silvery glow around the forest, you looked over at Fred and saw, well Fred.

“You changed back” you commented.
“Oh!” Fred exclaimed, looking down at himself.

“I didn’t even notice”

You flew in the direction Fred gestured.

“I guess your only chance to kiss the chosen one passed.” he said with a mock frown.

“What a shame” you said rolling your eyes.

The way he smiled at you made you shiver, his eyes shone through the darkness, reflecting the light of the crescent moon.

As you flew through the forest you couldn’t help but think if he like you. You two had gone to Hogwarts together but you finished out your seventh year and became an Auror.

You scraped by, barely passing. You couldn’t even conjure a patronus. But, you were an Auror nonetheless.

Anyways, In Hogwarts you two were very close. So close in fact, everyone believed you two to be together but, you weren’t. Except for one night. But, you didn’t really like to think about that.

After Fred and George left to open Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes you grew apart, like many friends do. This left a sort of hole in your heart that pained you deeply every time you saw him. But he doesn’t know, and he certainly doesn’t feel the same.

“Do you feel that?” You heard Fred ask, breaking you from your thoughts. “Do you?” He asked again.

“Yes” you replied, breathlessly.

“I think it’s a dementor” he said frightened.

You snapped out of your daze.

“What?!” you shout whispered.

“Behind us! (Y/N), hurry!” He shouted as you two zipped through the trees, you felt bursts of freezing air on the back of your neck.

Suddenly, you felt the body that was so close to you, vanish. You looked down to see Fred on his back, his soul being sucked out by a huge, terrifying dementor.

You jumped off your broom and whipped out your wand. You hand was shaking furiously. ‘Think, just think’ you flashed
back to what Harry said in DA and your Auror training.

'Happy thought, happy thought, any happy thought’

Your mind was crowded by fear, Fred looked dead under the dementor. You had to save him, time was running out. Suddenly, a memory played in your mind’s eye.

—in the memory—-

It was after a huge quiddich match between Slytherin and Gryffindor and of course Gryffindor won.

There was a raging party but you, not being much of a drinker, hung out in the corner with a few friends. After everyone had cleared out, either passed out, sleeping, or shagging. There was only one person left on the couch, a very inebriated Fred Weasley.

You walked over to him, chuckling.

“Looks like you had a fun night” you said, gesturing to his state.

He looked up and you and smiled “I-I love seeing your face” he slurred.

You blushed madly.

“Let’s get you up to bed” you said grabbing his arm and pulling him up.

You gave a sour face when the alcohol smell hit your nose.

“Can’t I sleep in your bed? I’m a danger to myself and others.” Fred asked, giving you puppy eyes and pulling you toward the girls dorm.

“You can’t go in the girls dorm, remember?” you said, shaking your head.

He laughed “I can disarm that in my sleep”

He stumbled as he pulled you to the door and muttered a few spells.

“C'monnnn” he slurred, practically dragging you up the stairs. He stopped at your door and went to turn the knob.

“Wait!” you hissed, pulling his arm away.
“Let me check first” you peeked in the doorway and found all your roommates gone, probably in the boy’s dorm.

You walked in and Fred trailed after you.

“Wait. How did you know which door was mine?”

Fred wiggled his eyebrows “I know everything, love”

This made you scoff, you turned much more serious when you realized Fred had started to strip.

“Woah, woah, woah, what are you doing!?” you shrieked, trying to look away but you couldn’t pull your eyes from his toned chest that was splattered in freckles.

When Fred was left just in his boxers he noticed your stare. He broke out in a smile.

“Like what you see?”

He attempted to saunter over to you but stumbled. You chuckled.

“How about we get you to bed?” You asked guiding him over to your red four poster, pulling the comforter back and letting him settle in.

He grinned lazily at you, “Thanks, Mum” and like a five year old snuggled into the covers.

You looked around and figured you’d just take Angelina’s bed, 'must be with George’ you thought making you feel a twinge jealously.

You sat on her bed and started taking off your shoes when Fred sat up, looking confused at you.

“Oi, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Getting ready for bed” you stated.

“Listen, I know it’s kind of awkward because I just, um… called you Mum and all, but I was thinking more like, us sharing a bed.”

Your brows scrunched, you felt your heart pound furiously in your chest.

“Unless you don’t want to” he added.

You gathered all your courage. Hell, you’re a Gryffindor for Godric sake you have the balls to sleep in the same bed as your crush. Crush? You never really though of him as a crush until now, but the feeling in your heart make you want to run over there, grab his face, and kiss him.

But of course, that’s crazy, you just stood, walked over and slipped under the covers next to him.

You turned to face Fred and could practically see the haze of alcohol in his eyes.

He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you to his chest.

“Is this okay?” He murmured, face inches from yours.

Merlin, even drunk off his ass he’s considerate.

“Yeah” you breathed. Your heart was in your throat, you tried to slow your breathing.

“Good” he whispered, slowly shutting his eyes.

You couldn’t help but feel disappointed, the romantic in you expected a bit more to happen, not a lot more, just a bit.

You sighed slightly and let your eyes close. The heat radiating off him was inhumane, you’d never felt more safe than right then, in his arms.

“(Y/N)”

You heard softly, your eyes were too heavy to open now.

“Yes?”

“I love you”

Your breathing stopped, you felt a burst of energy as you flicked open your eyes to find his staring right back at you.

“I love you, too”

The words just fell from your lips before you could think. Fred’s face split into a grin, biting his lip.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling you flush to each other. Fred looked in your eyes for a moment and before you could say anything else, kissed you so softly and sweetly you could have melted.

—back to present—-


You shook your head back to the scene in front of you, you were so lost in your thoughts you hadn’t seen the ( your patronus) silvery, and beautiful burst from your wand and chase the dementor into the forest.

You ran over to Fred and dropped to your knees.

“Fred, are you okay?!” You asked frantically, holding his face.

“(Y/N)” was all he choked out before he slumped.

The sight of him pale and limp made you hyperventilate. You let out a strangled gasp as you searched your mind for a healing spell. Your mind was too fogged with worry so you brought your flat hand back and slapped his across the face.

“AGH!” Fred woke with a start, holding his cheek. “Bloody hell, Women!”

“You’re okay” was all you could say, that’s was you were thankful for.

“You conjured a patronus?” He asked eagerly. You smiled finally and nodded.

“Wow, that’s bloody wicked. What was it?” He asked.

“My patronus? It was a ( your patronus)”

Fred’s eyes brightened quickly then tried to mask it with a confused look.

“What?” you asked

“It’s just, that’s um… my patronus too”

“We have the same…” you started, Fred just nodded.

“Let’s get to the Burrow” you said bluntly, standing.

Fred was silent for a moment then scrambled up.

“Yeah, let’s get home”

The rest of the trip was quiet and awkward. Fred kept sending bewildered glances at you that you just tried to ignore. But, eventually you got to the Burrow. The welcome was desperate and thankful. Remus was so happy to see you alive he didn’t even get mad about missing the portkey. All the happiness died away when you saw George and news of Moody’s fate arrived. You decided to get Fred out of your mind, this war was a lot more important than your love life.

—A couple weeks later—

One Sunday morning Fred finally caught you alone in the kitchen, which he’s been trying desperately to do for the past 2 weeks.

“(Y/N)” he sighed simply as you tried to push past him.

“Be quick Fred, I have things to do”

“We can’t not talk about the patronus thing”

“What is there to talk about!? So, we have the same one. There’s only so many animals out there, a few people are bound to have the same patronus. Are we done!?”

You felt you face get heated, you didn’t want to talk about this.

“That’s not the way it works and you know that!” Fred shouted, when he realized his harshness, his face softened.

“Did I do something to you? If I did I’m sorry, I-I-”

“You didn’t do anything, Fred. That’s kind it”

“I didn’t do anything?” He asked, looking completely baffled at you.

You thought back to the memory that conjured your patronus, and the morning after.

That morning after that you tried relentlessly to knock out of your head.

Why couldn’t it just stop there? With 'I love yous’ and kisses? That’s not the way life really works.

—-memory—-

You woke up and stretched out your arms, reaching for the face you couldn’t wait to see, but met only empty sheets.

You sat up, looking around confused.

“Morning, (Y/N)!” pipped a merry Angelina.

“I cannot wait to tell you about last night” she looked practically giddy.

“I can’t wait to hear” you respond, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. The look of disappointment on your face was obvious.

“Are you okay?” Angelina asked, suddenly concerned.

“Yeah, oh yeah. Just had a weird dream.”

“Oh, okay well. George of course was a perfect gentleman and after the party..”

her voice drifted off as you began to think. It really didn’t seem like a dream, it couldn’t have been.

You looked around on the floor for some piece of evidence causing Angelina to stop her story and looked confused at you.

Suddenly, you saw it. You grabbed Fred’s beater jersey and gripped it in your fist, happy for a moment when you confirmed your dream was real.

The happiness faded quickly and a deep sinking feeling came as your realize what this meant.

He left, and in such a hurry that he forgot his jersey. He didn’t love you, he didn’t care about you. He was drunk.

“(Y/N)? Is that Fred’s?” Angelina asked, when she didn’t get an answer she continued “Ooo, looks like I wasn’t the only one who had fun last nigh, huh?”

You felt tears slip down your cheeks, you gripped the jersey to your chest and turned to your friend who immediately knew that something was wrong.

She looked pitifully at you as you began to cry harder. She reached her arms out and pulled you into a silent hug. You pulled away, kicking yourself for letting this upset you so much. He was drunk, for Merlin sake he was probably just trying to shag but passed out before he could go farther. You feel on your bed and sobbed into your pillow. He made you realize your love for him, and when you thought for a moment he loved you too, it was ripped away.

—back to the present—

“(Y/N)!” Fred shouted, holding onto your shoulders, trying to look into your eyes, that you didn’t realize tears had slipped out of.

“Fred!” you shouted right back.

You knew he must not remember, when you went to breakfast that morning he chatted with you like normal, like nothing happened, like he never loved you.

“I-I love you” he stammered.

“No, you don’t” you said shaking your head, trying to push him away.

“Yes, I do”

“No, you’re drunk, Fred, you’re drunk” the phrase you repeated to yourself every time you thought he might love you fell from your lips.

“(Y/N), I am stone cold sober and I love you”

“I-I don’t believe you” you whispered, lips trembling.

“Why? He whispered back, dropping his grip on your shoulders.

"There was this night” you stated, “yeah?” he asked, gesturing for you to continue.

“And, well.. some things happened that you don’t remember and…”

“and…”

“Well, you-you broke my heart, Fred.”

Your voice broke and you looked at him through tear filled eyes. You’d never seen Fred look this way, like a knife had gone through his chest. He pulled you to him and hugged you tightly.

“I’m so sorry, please forgive me. It hurts me so much, I love you” You took a deep breath. You couldn’t help it.

“I love you too.” you whispered.

You felt his heart pump faster as he took in your words. He pulled away, you still in his arms.

“Really?” He asked, desperately.

“Really, a lot. Maybe too mu-mmh”

You were cut off by his lips on yours in a passionate kiss.

Suddenly, all your pain from that memory washed away, that feeling of having love dangle in front of your face then it ripped from your fingers.

His lips felt like heaven, the soft peck you got on the night was nothing compared to the feeling of this kiss.

“Eh-hem” you heard loudly.

Fred reluctantly pulled his lips from yours and snapped his head around, obviously angry at being disturbed.

You looked over his shoulder to see George, all bandaged but grinning widely.

“I am wholly gratified at this sight” he said proudly emphasizing 'wholly.’

Fred chuckled coldly before walking over and sharply whispering “You better go back up those stairs before I rip your other ear off”


“Oh, yikes. Sorry 'bout that” he looked past Fred and nodded at you.

“Morning, (Y/N)”

“Morning George”

Looking at Fred he backed up the stairs.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t contrHOLE myself”

Fred rolled his eyes, pushing him up the stairs.

“That barely even works, get the bloody hell out of here!”

George left with a wink. You couldn’t control your laughter.

“He’s not even funny” said Fred with a smile as he walked back to you.

“I’m funny” he said confidently, resting his hands on your hips.

“Funny looking” you replied, raising your eyebrows.

Fred groaned “Not you too”

You giggled, “I have some more of you’d like”

“Oh, Merlin no” Fred said quickly before he covered your mouth with his.

You brought your hands to his face and he wrapped his arms tighter around you. The kiss you two shared that night, you felt as if you could melt, but this time you felt like you could fly. For miles and miles, forever with Fred.

love-elizabeth-the-3rd  asked:

Okay! So maybe she continues to behave a little off with seven but okay with the others, and maybe now Seven starts feeling like really concerned but he's confused because that's what he wanted? But now he's starting to wonder if that's what he really wants, and he kind of starts to feel like MC felt when he did that to her. Maybe she starts opening up to one of the members a bit more now since she cant with him, and he feels bothered by that, lol idk but really just go nuts with it x")

707: The Cold Treatment [Part TWO]

Thanks for the request!! Here’s part two, everyone~

–R.I.

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Seven laid in bed, staring up at the dark ceiling, dimly lit by the moonlight peeking through the windows. For the past two days, you had been brushing him off coldly, but you seemed to be perfectly fine in the chatroom. He’d given up on bringing up your strange behaviour in the chatroom, but he had continued his attempts to talk to you, worried.

Pfft. Who was he kidding?

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Hide is pretty popular with his classmates and his peer, even his senpais are drawn to him. He’s a fun guy to be around, and he’s hilarious. He’s like a light and everyone else is a moth. But things started to change halfway through high school after a certain incident occurred. 

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DEATH [FRED WEASLEY]

summary: in which fred meets the grim reaper — someone who guides the people after death, leading them towards the afterlife.

a/n: got this idea from a korean drama entitled goblin! lol, idk if anyone of you is familiar with it but anyways let’s just get going to the imagine 😂 (p.s. this imagine isn’t so sad just because of the title, i wanted to make it light but idk, you guys decide lmao and feel free to request a part 2 because i’m tRASH FOR THIS IDEA) 

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     The young lady seemed out of place in a crowd filled with people covered in dust, dirt, sweat, and even blood. She was standing among them, completely unnoticed despite her foreign clothing — an elegant black dress that fell just below her knees, a coat over her shoulders bearing a similar color. Her hair was blowing softly against the wind, and a dark fedora hat was worn on her head.

      Taking low and quiet steps, she passed along the countless families mourning over their loved ones’ death. She nodded at a colleague who was talking to two people, one with scars on his face and another with peculiar colored hair. They seemed to be in a frantic state as the man before them explains that they are no longer alive, and if they follow him, he could help them.

      “Is she — Is she — ?” the woman asked, glancing at the girl in wonder when she momentarily stopped beside her old friend, eyeing her from head to toe.

      The man shook his head. “No, she’s not dead. She is here to help the others like me; she is also a Grim Reaper.” he flickered his attention to the young girl and returned her nod from earlier. “Well, I suggest we should get going now, Mr & Mrs Lupin …”

      They followed him sadly and Y/N watched as they suddenly evaporate into black smoke. She then sighed, looking once more around her surroundings, feeling depressed by the atmosphere crowding her. It seemed that even though she has done this countless of times, the thought of once again explaining to someone that he or she is dead was something she didn’t look forward to.

      Gazing forward, Y/N spotted a red-haired boy with a tall built, staring at his own family and corpse with wide eyes. She started to grab a card from her pocket as she approaches the young man who was in obvious shock at what he was seeing. She noticed that he was particularly staring sadly at a boy who bore the same face that he had, the said boy holding onto his mother in a horrible state.

      “Fred Weasley,” said Y/N as he snapped his brown eyes towards her direction in surprise, her attention on the card she was holding. “born on April 1, 1978; died on May 2, 1998. Cause of death: an explosion.”

      He stepped back cautiously. “W-What?”

      She looked up at him, keeping the card then. “It’s nice to meet you, Fred. How are you?”

      “How can you ask me that after saying the date I died?” he exclaimed.

      Y/N smiled a little bit. “Sorry, I’m not really good with small talk.”

      “Am I — Am I really dead?” he choked out, ignoring what she just said.

      Y/N paused for a moment and nodded slowly, Fred running his fingers through his hair in disbelief. “And who are you supposed to be?” he then questioned, gesturing to her.

      She folded her hands in front of her. “I don’t think you’ll believe me if I tell you, considering how I look and how you’re so young.”

      “I’m twenty. That’s not young.” defended Fred. “I mean, I look older than you are, at least.”

      “I have never found a soul as talkative as you are.” Y/N tilted her head to the side, an amused smirk appearing on her red lips. “But to be fair, you are not entirely wrong. Shall we go for a walk?”

      Fred did a double take on his family, his parents and siblings who were still crying over his dead body. He frowned. “Can’t I just stay here?”

      She followed his gaze. “The more you stay. the more it hurts.”

      “It doesn’t matter anymore, does it? Now that I’m d-dead.” he closed his eyes momentarily and Y/N could see that he was trying to suppress a sob. “Bloody hell, mum, dad, Ron, Ginny, Percy, Bill, Charlie — George, no.” he slowly crouched down, his hands holding onto his head as if the idea of him really dead was only now sinking in.

      “Fred,” called Y/N softly, stepping closer.

      He did not turn though, he was still close to the ground. Y/N frowned when she finally heard his sobs. It was one of the things she was supposed to get used to in collecting souls, but there was something about his cry that broke her heart. He was indeed too young to be dead — but age really didn’t matter when it came to dying. Even newborn babies had to die without really living.

      She sighed. “Fred, it will be hard to accept but it is what it is.” said Y/N.

      He slowly lifted his head up, “Y-You’re the Grim Reaper.” he breathed out, his voice still laced with doubt.

       "I am.“ she furrowed her eyebrows. “You figured out faster than I thought.”

       "How could I not? With what you’re wearing and everything.“ Fred hastily wiped the tears away, taking his time into standing up once again.

       "Very observant indeed, just as what I’ve been told. You run a joke shop with your twin brother, right?”

       "Yeah,“ he sniffled. “though I’m not sure who’s going to accompany him now that I’m gone.”

       Y/N’s frown deepened as she reluctantly extends a hand out. Fred stared at it in question, Y/N biting onto her cheeks.

      “The more you stay, the more it hurts.” she repeated.

       "And I told you, it doesn’t matter because I’m dead!“ shouted Fred in exasperation.

       "You are dead, and yet, your soul is still capable of feeling. I know you don’t want to leave your family, I understand, I really do. But you can’t stay here forever — unless you’ll want to be like Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington who whenever our paths would cross, would ask me to take him back to the Boss.”

      His forehead wrinkled. “Boss? You mean — ”

      “The Creator.” finished Y/N, dropping her outstretched hand. “He’s the only person who’ll decide whether you’ll rest in peace or burn in hell. And I am supposed to be taking you to Him right now, so it’ll be appreciated if you’d be cooperative.”

      “Wait, you tried to collect Nearly Headless Nick?” asked Fred.

      Y/N was growing impatient. By far, he was the longest soul she has ever came across with. Usually, it’ll be easy to persuade them and join her to a trip to the main office as what in the same field of work call it; but with Fred, it looked like she needed to do some more explaining to make him understand.
       
      “But he’s like 500 years old!”

      She quirked an eyebrow. “Looks shouldn’t deceive you. Haven’t anyone told you that?”

      “I guess so.” murmured Fred, finally advancing beside her, sniffling softly again. “Can living people see you too?”

      Y/N placed her hands inside the pockets of her coat. “If I let them. Why do you ask?”

     "Tell my family that I’m going to be okay and they shouldn’t be sad about me because it wouldn’t be what I would want.“ answered Fred quickly, the words spilling out of his mouth in a fast pace. "J-Just promise me, please.”

      The Grim Reaper nodded curtly.

      “Say you’ll do.” repeated Fred. “Give me your word and I’ll willingly go with you now.”

       "I promise.“ said Y/N then. "You fought a battle that it worth fighting for, and you have died in an honorable way. You will be missed and never forgotten by those who have loved you truly, Fred Weasley. I will pass the message that all you wish is happiness to those who mourn after your death.”

       He had a hard time processing everything she just said, though with one last look towards his family, Fred sighed.

      “Okay, let’s go.” he said.

      She stared at his eyes and saw how broken he was. She was too familiar with the emptiness she always sees whenever she collects a soul, that as she bowed her head down slightly, she uttered the words she never fails to say to the one who surrenders himself completely.

      With a small smile, she spoke. “You will find peace in your heart someday and once you do, they’ll feel it too.”

       A similar black smoke surrounded the pair and then the next second, they silently vanished into thin air.

Back to Me - Akaashi Keiji

AN: I guess this drunk series is called Back to Me LOL. Here’s a mellow tale of cutie pie Akaashi and his reader best friend/roommate in college ~


Cheers to drunk confessions from your best friend.

WARNING: Alcohol mention!


“Dammit, Akaashi! Can you at least try to walk!?” Kuroo groaned, lugging around the delusional setter. “How are you so skinny, but still weigh a ton….”

“No!” he said, yelling right into Kenma’s ear on his other side. “I-I’m drunk! Let me be!”

“Quit yelling,” Kenma scolded.

“Hey, man, I drank, too!” Kuroo pouted. “Selfish….”

“Why am I stuck with Bokuto-san? He weighs like 200 pounds,” Kenma said.

“Oi!! Rude!” Bokuto clung to Kenma tightly. “I never see you come out to play, Kenma! Why don’t you love meeee ~”

“Shut up.”

“Am I homeeee yett ~ ?” Akaashi sang into the sky.

“Can you all relax!? It’s been like two minutes! And why are you so eager to get home now!? You were so excited to go out earlier.” Kuroo asked.

“I wanna see _____-sannnn ~”

“Eh!?” Kuroo looked at his wobbling friend with wide eyes. Kenma raised his brow in curiousity while Bokuto smirked at his words. “Why’s that?”

“They had a date today. And I wanna hear allllll about it….”

Akaashi’s words sounded encouraging and thoughtful, but neither of the boys missed how his voice softened. Kuroo felt Akaashi’s body begin to feel more relaxed, and he looked over to see his eyes drop to the ground.

Kuroo glanced over to his two friends with panic in his eyes. “Fuck, what should we do? Should we still take him home?” he mouthed.

Both of them shook their heads furiously. Kuroo nodded in agreement and started to steer away from Akaashi’s apartment slowly.

“Ok, Akaashi ~ We’re gonna head to my place instead,” Kuroo said, tightening his grip on Akaashi’s waist.

“No! I wanna go home ~”

“But our place is closer - Hey!”

Akasshi slipped out of Kuroo’s grip and ran for it, leaving the three behind. Kuroo thought about trying to stop him, but that would be too much work, and his body wasn’t willing to do so. The three boys sighed loudly and jogged to catch up with their lost friend.

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Wonho x Reader

Angst/Fluff

A/N: I’ve updated! Yay! I have other things I want to write specifically a apocalyptic x probably Yoongi. I’m excited to try~ But anyways thanks to everyone reading, I’m having fun n.n

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You pulled blanket up and over your face because although your eyes were closed you could feel the sunlight stinging your eyelids. You groaned. Your head was pounding and you felt like you needed about a week’s worth of sleep.

You suddenly felt the blankets pulled from off of you. You managed to open an eye and then turn away from Wonho who stood there with your blanket in hand.

“What the fuck do you want Wonho? And more importantly why are you here?”

“You were the one who called me to pick up your drunk ass last night. So I have taken it upon myself as your best friend to help you once you had gotten up in the morning.”

You groaned again. “The problem with that statement ‘Best Friend’ is that I didn’t get up on my own!”

You felt the weight of him sitting on the edge of the bed. He then turned you so that you were looking at him.

“I brought you painkillers and water. Take it”

You reluctantly took it. Only because you wanted this killer headache to go away already and your best friend..

Later on the two of you were eating much to your dismay. You were feeling nauseous and did not feel like eating but Wonho insisted that it would help you get better. As you were absentmindedly poking at your food you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

I.M: I have fucking killer headache but my main concern was if you real and if this number was real.

You smiled and held back a small laugh.

You: Yes I’m real and so is this number. I also have a killer headache and my friend is here attempting to nursing me.

Wonho looked over at you.

“So who is this guy that you met yesterday? You said you were actually going to try and trust guys and date. He must be a keeper if you’re really willing to try.” You nodded.

“I met him yesterday and we sort of just hit it off. That’s when I decided why the hell not. You’re dating. I don’t want to constantly third wheel. When else would there be another opportunity that’s not now? I need to start dating at some point..”

You felt your phone vibrate. Looking down to read the message you missed Wonho’s hurt expression at that fact that you thought this was finally an opportunity.

I.M: Ah, so I see you busy then. I thought maybe you wanted to go out.

You: No no no, I would love to go out. Just let me get ready. Here’s my address. *you put in your address*

I.M: Alright, I’ll see you in an hour.

You smiled and jumped up to go shower and get ready. Wonho watching you the whole time.

Wonho POV:

I couldn’t help but feel the envy in my heart watching her hop around getting ready for a date that wasn’t with me. I know I told myself that I would let her go, but it’s just so hard when your already this far in. I sat on the couch and continued to listen to her get ready. I suppose I am happy for her though. At least she’s trying. She eventually came out and twirled in front of me.

“How do I look?” She had this big grin and the pain in my heart got stronger. I put on a fake smile.

“Beautiful.”

Your POV:

I.M eventually showed up and Wonho had left just before that. You were now sitting in the passenger seat of I.M’s car.

“So I suppose you don’t feel like eating.”

You made a face at the thought of eating.

“No way.”

He looked thoughtful. You couldn’t help but notice the way he bit his lower lip while in thought. You looked out the window at all the passing trees and people walking on the sidewalks. You really hoped that everything worked out this time around.

I.M eventually pulled up at this game center looking place.

“I figured some mini golf and arcade games would prevent us from vomiting all over the place compared to an amusement park.”

You laughed. “You’re right. I hope you’re prepared to lose at mini golf though”

Yeah no, you sucked at mini golf. It was always either too hard or too soft there was no fucking in between. Except when it came to I.M because always managed to get in by at least the third time. He smirked at you while you were there busily attempting to make it into the hole for about the fifth time.

“I was prepared to lose you know”

You scoffed. Then leaned on your golf club. “Listen, this shit takes years of practice to perfect.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah! Anyways when are you going to help me?”

He tilted his head to the side, “What do you mean?”

“In all those cheesy romance movies the guy always wraps his arms around the girl to help her golf properly!”

I.M then came up behind you and put his hands over yours to position the club properly. Leaning close to your head, so close that you could feel his breath on your neck.

Whispering in your ear he said, “You told me to prepare to lose and I don’t like losing. So why would I help you?”

He laughed.

You jutted your butt out in order to push him away from you. In which resulted in him laughing harder.

“You jerk.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. Eventually the two of made your way back to the car. Then decided that you were both able to eat. At the restaurant the two of you ordered and then continued to talk. You were so surprised at how easy it was for you to talk to him. He leaned in close and had grabbed your hand at some point during the dinner. You were to occupy with the good time you were having to notice though. I just felt really natural. Even though you hadn’t actually dated in years.

In the middle of eating this random girl came up and dumped water on I.M, she yelled something at him and then up came what you assumed to be her friend to her and dragged her away. You hurriedly moved to I.M and gave him napkins to help dry him.

“What the fuck is her problem? Do you know her?”

He nodded. Drying his face. “Unfortunately, she’s my ex girlfriend.”

You formed an O with your mouth.

“Bitchy girlfriend I see.. Did things not end well between the two of you?”

He laughed. “Clearly they did not.”

“Do you want to leave now then?”

He nodded and he went to pay then the two of you eventually arrived at your house.

“I’m sure Wonho has some shirts here if you want to borrow one.”

He shook his head.

“It’s alright. I’m nearly dry anyways”

He smiled at you. You felt your breath slightly hitch. He had a really nice smile. It even included a little trace of a dimple.

Before you even realized what you were doing the two of you were pressed up against each other, kissing intensely. Although before things could get any further you pulled away placing your forehead against his.

“Do you want to be my girlfriend? I had a really fun time and would want it to continue”

You nodded. “I had a great time too”

Wonho POV:

As I was just sitting on my couch, I eventually felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I looked at the incoming call to see that it was Y/N. I answered with slight hope that things didn’t work out and she was calling to have me come over to comfort her.

“What’s up”

“I’M HIS GIRLFRIEND! And and and I didn’t have sex with him on the first date!”

I felt my heart drop. What was I expecting, stupid hope.

“That’s great Y/N. I’m happy for you.”

As I sat there listening to her go on and on about her amazing date I felt my heart drop every time. All I could think about was how much of an idiot I was for not just telling you sooner.

I know that I can never have you
It’s more beautiful when I just look at you
I’ll protect you, please bloom more beautifully
Even if I get hurt, I’m okay
Cuz you’re my
one & only beautiful

Was all I could think as I hung up, letting a tear fall, thinking that it’ll be okay. 

A/N: IDK about you but I see Wonho as the sensitive type and think that it super cute. I just want cuddle him! Anyways I felt like this wasn’t my best chapter sorry.. Also I guess this has kind of turned into a Wonho x Reader x I.M LOLOL I didn’t expect to go that way..

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PART 1 | calculate the expectation of love.

student!jungkook + tutor!jimin = math!jikook ;)

OR

alternatively, 16k+ of self-indulgent romantic crack, unnecessary dialogue and really bad math humour as reluctant math major Jungkook sets out on his quest for love.

Happy Valentine’s Day~!  ♥ This is for @gracefulweather! She should know I probably destroyed my midterm mark thanks to her. 

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ok uh. yooran gaming channel au - part 2

@misfireezreal reblogged the ‘yoosung has a gaming channel au’ post and wrote a really cute lil addition that inspired me to add some more ideas to this mess of an au….. and i got really carried away

their addition / reblog post is here !!  tho i’ll also put a screenshot of it under the cut… along with more headcanons/ideas/whatever for the au/scenario

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anonymous asked:

Hello love, i really hope this doesn't bother you but I'm trying to understand this skam season😊 could you pretty please explain how Muslim relationships work? I've seen a few people saying yousana can't happen or that they don't want them to get married but i don't understand why? Can't Muslims date? How can you get married without dating the other person first? How do you know you want to marry them? idk if these are the correct questions but explaining how relationships work would help a lot

hehe no problem! Well as I’ve said before in a post. The rules in Islam stay the same and whether or not someone follows - that is their journey, decision and test. Muslim relationships are really tricky. ya’ll ask good questions. I myself as a teenager get flustered at the thought of marriage and all these questions on how do I choose someone for the rest of my life through a couple of meetings? how will I know? ect. But I’m going to explain it from my personal views and how I view my religion and follow it.

(To my fellow Muslims. I’m not a scholar or a fiqh scholar // and if I do say something wrong I apologize my friends)

1. In Islam we are told to lower our gazes and to not mingle with the opposite gender. Because those things / temptations - Can eventually lead up to sex (lets be honest here) and pre-martial sex and intimacy is 100% not allowed. Whether you follow that or not is not my business and I’m not one to judge. But I firmly believe in this and don’t participate in acts where I’m tempted too act upon my desires because that’s the test right? I want to remind that Islam is all about battling worldly desires and to combat that by earning as many good deeds you can in this life however That does not mean it’s forbidden for me to have those feelings, wants or desires.

2. How do Muslim relationships work? Well once again I’m speaking from my pov and personal experiences. I feel like in the world of Muslims most ‘oh shoot I like that guy I might be interested in him seriously is not just a crush anymore’ happens around the college and last year of high school time. So you know all the secret glances each of them hinting at each other until either one of you, and yes this is what many young Muslims do is to tell your parents (gasp) (Ikr I have no idea how i’ll tell my dad ..RIP the male I have a crush on ) anyway. you tell your parents that you’re interested in one another! Telling your parents is such an important thing because they’ve been through this experience know how do get in contact with his parents set up the meetings ect ect and most parents want whats best for you.

3. Muslim ‘dating’  starts at this stage

But everybody’s parents are involved the guys parents and yours.. Now you start ‘ supervised dating’ ?? you still don’t touch and you have to keep it to minimal flirting. but zaynub if you dont flirt how do you find out if you want him in your life???  you ask question ya gotta get to know the guy right? what his goals in life are, how his family beliefs are, same level of spirituality, kids?, jobs? stay at home wife?, have you had a relationship before this? what do you like? ect. you ask all these questions. Usually after 5-10 meetings around this stage the girl/guys gets the idea of whether or not they can imagine their lives together in the future or not. If it doesn’t work out then it wasn’t in your qisamat (fate) and you move on.

We don’t date because we believe it saves us from many things. Same reason why we are not supposed to smoke or drink alcohol.

Another point In our religion the mosque is our central area. Just as for Christians and Jews they have churches and synagogues.  Muslims are very community people. Aunties and uncles watch us grow up the Imam at the masjid watches, youth groups and weekly meetings basketball games. Through all of these they watch us from kids to teenagers then adults - as we grow people point out ‘oh hey hes single and a good man try talking to him’ They suggest because they’ve seen and know how your families are like your personality ect. (aunties are spies lol no jokes I love them haha)

I’ve been raised up by my community and trust those around me. I feel like marriages are like that in Islam and some are not! but from my perspective it is for me. It’s a very beautiful and soft thing to watch. I recently saw two amazing people get married. she was the youth groups director - always working and helping people around the community and she got married to an amazing man who also helps the comm. and loves god. In the end we love each other for the sake of Allah. and if we do that then our marriages, friendships, and life’s are taken care of.

I know that was extremely long and complicated  (there is so much more to say) but I hope I explained it the best I could!

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idk if you're still doing the domesticity meme but if you are jackie/hyde!

big spoon/little spoon:
Jackie is the little spoon, obvs

favorite non-sexual activity:
Listen my ultimate headcanon is that these two are just like… two halves of the same whole. They just hang out all the time without getting bored, y’know? They like going grocery shopping together at night time, because they can do stupid stuff like race each other down the aisles on trolleys. Sometimes Jackie just sits in the trolley and talks while Hyde picks everything up, and it’s like this surreal little break from the outside world.

who uses all the hot water:
Jackie and Hyde HATES it (except he doesn’t, because Jackie’s ingenious solution to this is that they shower together) (that doesn’t really work much better, lol, so now he has to drag himself out of bed at 6 in the morning to beat Jackie to it)

most trivial thing they fight over:
Everyyyyything. Jackie leaving her wet towels everywhere. Hyde’s refusal to watch sappy rom-coms with her. The fact that she takes six hours to leave the house and they’re always late. Hyde not wearing a jacket even though it’s negative one billion degrees outside.

who does most of the cleaning:
Mrs Forman lmao Hyde cleans up as he goes for things like cooking, and Jackie enjoys having a gleaming bathroom so she cleans that, but neither of them vacuum ever and its lowkey gross

what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:
Jackie gets the Netflix queue and Hyde is always annoyed that he can never find anything good amongst the six hundred reality shows

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:
Jackie since Hyde will usually try and fix it first.

who leaves their stuff around:
Jackie - she’s used to having a maid come round and pick it up for her, so she forgets sometimes that now she has to take care of stuff herself. Hyde is tidy as a force of habit from his childhood - if you left anything out it either got broke or stolen.

who remembers to buy the milk:
Hyde

who remembers anniversaries:
They both remember the important ones, but for the first few years of their relationship Jackie seems to remember all of these random ones (first time they saw a movie together, first time he made her breakfast..). Hyde’s started to think she’s just making them up.

(She is).

Who cooks normally?
Hyde

How often do they fight?
They bicker a lot and about everything, but proper, serious fights only happen every few months.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Act as if they’re fine even though they miss the hell out of each other, probably. When Jackie is living on campus for college she wears Hyde’s Zeppelin t-shirt almost constantly. She leaves Fluffycakes at Hyde’s apartment “by accident” and it totally, definitely doesn’t make him a little happy to see that reminder of her.

Nicknames for each other?
“Puddin’ pop” and “Doll”, still.

Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
In the early stages of their relationship, Hyde, because he’s got that whole “man of the house” type psychology, and Jackie thinks that’s the man’s job also. As they’ve been together for longer Jackie likes to take him to dinner to celebrate special occasions and eventually he doesn’t mind because he realises that’s just part of how she expresses her love.

Who steals the covers at night?
Neither, really. If Jackie gets to bed first then she bundles herself up a bit like a cocoon, and Hyde doesn’t have the heart to pry them from her grip so he can slip under too. They have extra blankets for occasions like these, lol.

What would they get each other for gifts?
Jackie takes the opportunity to buy stuff she otherwise couldn’t for him, since he can’t reject stuff if it’s a gift, right? Clothes, normally. I’m also 100% behind her making mixtapes for him (which, btw, is canon and I love it).

Hyde buys her cute things that he just kind of sees, even though he’d deny that? Like a fridge magnet with a grasshopper on it, or an air freshener called “sunshine”. For birthdays/Christmas he forks out occasionally and gets her jewellery.

Who kissed who first?
Mutual

Who made the first move?
I mean… they both do? I guess you could say Jackie because she pushes for him to admit it’s not a fling “first”? Or you could say Hyde because he kicked it all off with prom…. 

Who remembers things?
Jackie remembers “superficial” stuff like what days shows are on, when they’re running out of shampoo, what day the bills need to be paid by, etc. Hyde is the one who knows when they need butter, or that the thermostat’s broken. He also remembers which days they’re supposed to be visiting the Formans.

Who started the relationship?
Again….. both???

Who cusses more?
HYDE. And Jackie grills him about it but doesn’t mind too much because it lowkey turns her on.

What would they do if the other was hurt?
After Black Dog I feel like Hyde would finally get that he just needs to hold her. Maybe he’d take her out for a greasy meal as comfort food while he lets her rant it out.

Jackie would know when to push him into talking about it and when to back off and let Hyde deal with it himself. For the latter I think she’d either give him space or put on one of his movies and then just sit with him until he was ready to talk about it. Or she’d hug him. Probably that. If anyone needs a hug it’s Steven Hyde, okay??