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The Blue Princess and her Red Rose

Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Word Count: 34.8k (ooops someone’s got a bit carried away hehe)
Genre: PrinceJungkookAU, Angst, Fluff & Smut.

A/N: This is the first story of the five “short” (if you can call them short lmao) stories about Greyria that I’ll be posting during summer. Probably I won’t be posting the next one until a couple of weeks from today, because I have the idea of them all, but none is completely written yet.
I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think of it! 
Because It’s really long, I fear you won’t be able to read it from your phone or tablet, sorry :(

Summary: After all, he was her red rose, while she was just another one of the many blue roses that grew in the dying gardens of Greyria. 



The best stories - those that speak about past lovers, about untold stories and broken hearts, about beautiful promises of future and happiness that got lost in the wind; those that make you feel happiness, loss, hurt, love, hate, fear and sadness all at once; those that live in your heart for the rest of your days - always have sad endings, my love,” her grandma had always told her when she was just a little girl in a baby pink dress.

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anonymous asked:

But will Jonghyun really get to rest soon? Does he not have schedules - even with SHINee?

i mean. he doesn’t have any (known) individual schedules in july outside of his final two agit concerts this weekend so, yes, technically. he’ll get some rest. of course, he won’t be without any schedules because ot5 have a few throughout the month: smtown in seoul, smtown at kyocera dome and smtown at tokyo dome. there’s also smtown in hong kong and music bank in singapore during the first week of august. so, he’ll still have work to do but nothing as extreme as he’s been doing over the last two months. it’s a pretty relaxed schedule given how busy he usually is and it’ll probably be much appreciated considering that shinee will for sure be going into dome preparation (and possibly korean comeback) mode sometime in august.

The Date (Tyler Scheid x reader)

Pairing: Tyler Scheid x fem!reader

Request: 26 from prompts with Tyler x fem!reader? Thanks!!!

Prompt: “there’s no ‘we’ in fries”

Warnings:

Summary: The reader is on a first date with Tyler in a cute little 50′s diner restaurant and she order fries, and well.. let’s say she isn’t so willing to share. 

A/N: Small update that I won’t be able to post any imagines/fics for three weeks after this weekend since I’m going out of town for family things for two weeks, and then a week at camp with a friend. So if you want a request please have them in at least by Thursday so I can work on them and have them posted before I leave. Also I might be starting a series about Ethan tonight or tomorrow, whenever I get requests done lol. HERE’S THE FIC NOW THO

It was a rather breezy night, the sun was setting and you were walking by Tyler. You two had met at his tour which you had gone to see for your little cousin who had been a big fan of Markiplier and the team.


It was after the show and you had some passes to go back stage and meet them. Your cousin ran up and immediately started interacting with them all. You had your eyes on Tyler who soon approached you.

“I didn’t know fans could be backstage..” He crossed his arms, smiling at your cousin who was talking to Ethan. You laughed slightly, shaking your head.

“They’re not, it’s just my family is friends with someone who works on the crew. They found out my cousin was a big fan and hooked their family up with passes, and I volunteered to take him. I had nothing better to do since my summer is basically open 24/7..” You glanced at Tyler, who was smiling widely at you. Soon your little cousin ran up to you and him. You pulled him closer with your arm leaning on his shoulder, and your cousin smiled widely and waved at him.

“Hi Tyler!! You were really funny tonight!!” Tyler thanked him, talked a bit and he ran off to finally talk to Mark. You turned back to Tyler, and he looked back at you.

“Well since you know that my name’s Tyler, may I know yours?” He crossed his arms again, he seems to do that a lot. You chuckled, putting your hands in the back pockets of your jeans.

“My name’s Y/N,” You held out your arm and shook his hand, “It’s great to finally meet you! And you really did do great up there.” You complimented him while nodding at the stage.

“Thanks, glad you could make it. Are you two from here?” Tyler said, referring to you and your cousin. You shook your head and looked at your family member interact so fondly with everyone. 

“No this is the closest we are from L.A. which is where I live.” Tyler nodded his head in understanding. After a few more minutes of conversing the tall man ended up asking you out. Since you lived in the same city you agreed. Finally after the tour ended and Tyler texted you, you went out for your date. 


After finally getting seated and ordering your drinks, you two looked at the menu. Grazing your eyes over everything, you weren’t especially hungry so you ordered a small burger and extra fries. Tyler ordered a bigger burger but not as much fries. You two waited getting to know each other. Luckily it wasn’t extremely awkward and you two got along quite well. The great conversations carried on as you received and ate your food. Tyler ate everything quickly, but you were just getting to the fries you ordered. You saw a hand reach out towards your plate.

You smacked it.

A small gasp and giggle erupted from your lips. Covering your mouth, you looked up at Tyler who practically had his mouth hanging open. Furrowing his eyebrows and laughing slightly he held his hands up defensively. You continued laughing even harder.

“I.. am SO sorry Tyler! Ahahah i just… oh goodness.. my reflexes… I never meant to hahah..” You held your head in your hands but looked at him again while taking a sip of your drink. He couldn’t help but laugh also. 

“It’s alright don’t worry, I’m just wondering.. we can’t share fries??” He questioned you, also taking a drink of his soda. You were bewildered, almost slamming down your drink you held your hand against your chest, acting like you were seriously offended. He seemed to buy it. 

“There’s no ‘we’ in fries.”

This is when Tyler burst out into loud laughter. You raised your eyebrows surprised, slightly giggling also. Whenever he finished his fits of laughter you questioned him.

“What’s so funny big guy?” Tyler looked at you, genuinely happy yet sort of confused. Once again, you raised an eyebrow, waiting for a response. Finally he spoke.

“I know this is only the first date, and this has honestly been the best night I’ve ever had. It’s been absolutely awesome, and just with that fry incident.. I really see a future with us Y/N. I feel something that I’ve never really felt with any other girl I guess..” He scratched his neck awkwardly, looking out the window to avoid your gaze in case of rejection. You cracked a smile and put your hand on his, to at least calm his nerves a bit. 

“I feel the same way, I kinda have since when I first met you, Tyler..” You confessed and Tyler gave a grin also. You two once again started talking, Tyler paid for the check (despite your attempts to pay for at least half) and you guys started making your way home. Only because you lived nearby, and you stood on your doorstep looking at him fondly.

“I had a great time with you Ty, we should do it again sometime.” Tyler nodded in agreement, telling you he felt the same. You kissed him lightly, walked inside after telling him goodbye. You closed the door and leaned against it, slowly sliding down grinning widely. This was the best. night. ever.

anonymous asked:

I'm a little...unnerved by some of the stuff I'm seeing for Reyes week. Like I get that he's not an angel - nor are Ryder or Shepard or anyone tbh - but it still feels a bit extreme :|

mhm. the whole set-up of this Reyes week in general is… not great at all. not to mention the prompts are overly shippy, don’t really focus on Reyes as a central character, and kind of… well. they just spell out this person’s fixation on the spicy latino lover/bad boy trope more than anything. i have a lot of personal beef wrt that, but i won’t put that here.

fiction is meant to embrace a range of approaches, but there’s lines that need to be drawn somewhere and imho allowing such a person to host the week was the first line that got crossed lmao :~) 

anonymous asked:

Do you think Norman will be in Italy next week for Balt Gettys party? I think last year was the first time he attended so not sure if he'll do it again. Also it's apparently on Tuesday, if he has to film he won't be able to go. Whatcha think?

Gut reaction, no he won’t be attending the festivities in Italy. I mainly think he won’t go simply because it’s on a Tuesday and I don’t know if he’s got filming to do the rest of the week or what. But hey if he goes I’m hoping for shirtless Snapchats again… for um research purposes 😬😬😬😬

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@NiallOfficial: First of all thank you manchester. What an incredible city,to pull together like that , show no fear and just have a great night. Tha atmosphere in that stadium was just amazing all night ,start to finish. Secondly. Thank you @ArianaGrande for putting that show together in just a few days. All week you have been incredible and as a friend,I’m so proud of you my love. Amazing person ! I won’t be forgetting that night ever. So happy that I was given the opportunity to be involved in what was a fantastic night.

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band is the eighth studio album by English rock band the Beatles. Released on 1 June 1967, it was an immediate commercial and critical success, spending 27 weeks at the top of the albums chart in the United Kingdom and 15 weeks at number one in the United States. Time magazine declared it “a historic departure in the progress of music” and the New Statesman praised its elevation of pop to the level of fine art. It won four Grammy Awards in 1968, including Album of the Year, the first rock LP to receive this honour.

‘Learning Russian has given me a whole new life’ Mary Hobson: It took me about two years [to read War and Peace]. I read it like a poem, a sentence at a time. English writer and translator Mary Hobson decided to learn Russian at the age of 56, graduating in her sixties and completing a PhD aged 74. Now fluent in Russian, Hobson has translated “Eugene Onegin” and other poems by Pushkin, “Woe from Wit” by Griboyedov, and has won the Griboyedov Prize and Pushkin Medal for her work. RBTH visited Hobson at home in London to ask about her inspiring experience. 

RBTH: Learning Russian is difficult at any age, and you were 56. How did the idea first come to your mind? 

 Mary Hobson: I was having a foot operation, and I had to stay in bed for two weeks in hospital. My daughter Emma brought me a big fat translation of War and Peace. “Mum, you’ll never get a better chance to read it”, she said. I’d never read Russian literature before. I got absolutely hooked on it, I just got so absorbed! I read like a starving man eats. The paperback didn’t have maps of the battle of Borodino, I was making maps trying to understand what was happening. This was the best novel ever written. Tolstoy creates the whole world, and while you read it, you believe in it. I woke up in the hospital three days after I finished reading and suddenly realized: “I haven’t read it at all. I’ve read a translation. I would have to learn Russian.” 

RBTH: Did you read War and Peace in the original language eventually? 

M.H.: Yes, it was the first thing I read in Russian. I bought a fat Russian dictionary and off I went. It took me about two years. I read it like a poem, a sentence at a time. I learned such a lot, I still remember where I first found some words. “Between,” for instance. About a third of the way down the page. 

RBTH: Do you remember your first steps in learning Russian? 

 M.H.: I had a plan to study the Russian language in evening classes, but my Russian friend said: “Don’t do that, I’ll teach you.” We sat in the garden and she helped me to remember the Cyrillic script. I was 56 at this time, and I found it very tiring reading in Cyrillic. I couldn’t do it in the evening because I simply wouldn’t be able to sleep. And Russian grammar is fascinating. 

RBTH: You became an undergraduate for the first time in your sixties. How did you feel about studying with young students? 

M.H.: I need to explain first why I didn’t have any career before my fifties. My husband had a very serious illness, a cerebral abscess, and he became so disabled. I was just looking after him. And we had four children. After 28 years I could not do it any longer, I had break downs, depressions. I finally realized I would have to leave. Otherwise I would just go down with him. There was a life out there I hadn’t lived. It was time to go out and to live it. I left him. I’ve been on my own for three years in a limbo of quilt and depression. Then I picked up a phone and rang the number my friend had long since given me, that of the School of Slavonic and East European Studies, London University. “Do you accept mature students?” I asked. “Of sixty-two?” They did. When the first day of term arrived, I was absolutely terrified. I went twice around Russel square before daring to go in. The only thing that persuaded me to do it was that I got offered the place and if I didn’t do it, the children would be so ashamed of me. My group mates looked a little bit surprised at first but then we were very quickly writing the same essays, reading the same stuff, having to do the same translations. 

RBTH: You spent 10 months in Moscow as part of your course. How did you feel in Russia? 

 M.H.: I hardly dared open my mouth, because I thought I got it wrong. It lasted about a week like this, hardly daring to speak. Then I thought – I’m here only for 10 months. I shall die if I don’t communicate. I just have to risk it. Then I started bumbling stuff. I said things I didn’t at all mean. I just said anything. The most dangerous thing was to make jokes. People looked at me as I was mad. I hate to say it, but in 1991 the Russian ruble absolutely collapsed and for the first and last time in my life I was a wealthy woman. I bought over 200 books in Russian, 10 “Complete Collected Works” of my favorite 19th-century authors. Then it was a problem how to get them home. Seventy-five of them were brought to London by a visiting group of schoolchildren. They took three books each. 

RBTH: You’re celebrating your 90th birthday in July. What’s the secret of your longevity? 

M.H.: If I had not gone to university, if I had given up and stopped learning Russian, I don’t think I’d have lived this long. It keeps your mind active, it keeps you physically active. It affects everything. Learning Russian has given me a whole new life. A whole circle of friends, a whole new way of living. For me it was the most enormous opening out to a new life.

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top fifteen rucas episodes (as voted by my followers) ☼ number one 

girl meets ski lodge part 2 (3x09) - i choose you riley, and i really want you to choose me. i do. i always did. 

Wanna Bet? (M)

Rich Fuckboy!Jimin x Tutor!reader

PART II  |  PART III

Word Count: 2,782

Summary: Working as a private tutor at the most prestigious university in the region, you had to put up with a lot of bratty kids. Though none were as bad as Park Jimin. Just as your luck would have it, you’ve been assigned to be his full-time tutor for the year….great. After many failed attempts to get his grades up, Jimin comes up with a bet to raise his marks. What’s the worst that can happen, right?

A/N - This is my fic, just re-posting on my sideblog!


You were grateful for this job, you really were. Some days, it was just really hard to be grateful. You worked at the wealthiest, all boys university this side of the country. You’re a private tutor, working with a maximum of five students a year. Things have been going well for you, you’re known as the best tutor at the school, so parents are flocking to you to help their precious spoiled brats. Hey, at least the money is decent.

Your whole week, scratch that, year has gone downhill the moment you get a call from the Dean.

“Y/n? Yes, hello. We’re going to need you to take on a student full time at the start of the new school year. I know this is a lot, so the pay will be increased, and you won’t have to take any other students. You will be tutoring five days a week for this student. Can you do it?”

“Um, yes, I don’t see why not…” growing a little curious as to why the dean himself is contacting you, you ask, “who is the student, Sir?”

“Park Jimin.” Shit.

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First Kiss with Seventeen

Originally posted by junhoontrash

By the way, by first kiss, I mean you’re first one with them, not like, in your life, tbh i don’t know, it’s more of some kiss with seventeen.

with svt in the gif lining up to kiss you. 

S.Coups:

  • probably after like three dates
  • soft but passionate (???)
  • kind of reminds me of plushy bunnies
  • probably gave you a really big smile that doesn’t show is teeth with the dimple and all, afterwards
  • kinda like this ٩(◕‿◕。)۶
  • probably in your bedroom or in a park or like backstage before one of his performances

Jeonghan:

  • lazy
  • he kissed you within the first month of you two dating
  • was probably first somewhere on your face, that isn’t your face, then your lips
  • he possibly kissed you again
  • you guys were probably lying down before, maybe even during it
  • he probably giggled a little afterwards
  • kinda random

Joshua:

  • soft
  • probably asked for your permission
  • or he kissed you then was like
  • “oh, sorry, are you okay with that? can i do it again?”
  • something like that
  • afterwards he shyly smiled

Jun:

  • okay, apparently he had his first kiss with his mum’s friend’s daughter when he was like five
  • so you two were like dating for a week
  • and then probably pulled you close
  • then peppered your face with kisses
  • then unexpectedly kissed your lips
  • and you were really flustered
  • well played junnie

Hoshi:

  • probably got an award or something exciting
  • then like ran to you and kissed you
  • probably didn’t realise he did
  • he was so excited like, *kisses you* WE WON (Y/N)! KJFBSDOB
  • very honestly, it was so random you didn’t even have time to realise he was kissing you after he kissed you

Wonwoo:

  • you might’ve had to kiss him first
  • i just feel like he would like to take things slow
  • so you kissed him
  • then he was like
  • ‘I wanted to kiss you first,’ >:(
  • so you let him kiss you, or he just did it
  • or he was really shy and sheepishly smiled for the rest of the day

Woozi:

  • he was probably being stubborn and you were not dealing with him and you were kinda mad
  • and he was like, ‘o shit,’
  • so you gave him the silent treatment and he was like
  • ‘whhhyyyy?’ all whiney
  • then he was like, under his breath, ‘fucking hell,’
  • then kissed you
  • you were slightly less mad
  • then kissed you until you weren’t mad from earlier, just him kissing you 1210238 times
  • or like wonwoo, you kissed him first and he was mad and flustered (he was very flustered to be very honest) so he kissed you

DK

  • like those kisses were he pulls you close, holds you face, then kisses you
  • was kinda out of nowhere but you kinda were expecting it
  • he probably smiled at you afterwards and giggled a little
  • pure and innocent is probably the best way to describe it
  • was probably extra smiley for the rest of the day

Mingyu:

  • i don’t even know if you guys were a thing
  • he probably did that move where the dude pushes the girl to the wall all smooth and is like ;;;)
  • then says some dumb pick up line
  • kisses you
  • then makes you his
  • or he wanted attention and was like (y/n) LOVE MEEEE
  • then kissed you

The8:

  • super soft and sweet
  • just like him
  • so you were at seventeen’s dorm and you guys were just playing around and built a fort
  • you guys probably sat under it giggling and talking
  • then someone kisses someone and everyone’s blushing and giggling and coups is probably watching with a tear falling from his eye like, how cute :,)

Seungkwan:

  • very shy and nervous about this
  • won’t let you know that though
  • so you were probably teasing him about it,
  • and he was like excuse me, i’ll show you \\٩(๑`^´๑)۶//
  • then kisses you
  • ‘yeah, that’s right, boo’s the best kisser and you know that !!’

Vernon:

  • he’s kinda shy, so guess who made the first move?
  • YOU
  • so one day you two were on your super domestic ideal date
  • and you just kissed him bc you can
  • and he was like FLUSTERED™️
  • if you searched up ‘define flustered’ a photo of hansel after you kissed him would appear
  • he would probably smirk a little after

Dino:

  • wants to be a man so he decided he would prove this to you by kissing him
  • he was actually really nervous
  • probably asked Jun and Hoshi for some useless advice
  • so he was like
  • ‘let’s go out,’
  • and you were like sure, so you guys were on a date and he was like shaking and you were like,
  • ‘you okay?’
  • ‘yeah,’ (he’s really not),
  • and unsurely you said, ‘okay,’
  • and then he was like quietly but loud enough for you to hear
  • ‘goddamnit chan, just do it,’
  • then kissed you and it was cute and you two were a flustered mess

this is kinda messy, but i wanted to write something 

- admin jola 🌱

Babe

“Baby.”

           Bitty stirs at the sound but doesn’t open his eyes. Jack is solid behind him and hasn’t moved a bit, with his arm still draped over Bitty’s middle.

           “Baby,” Jack says again, sleepily.

           “Hmm?”

           Jack doesn’t respond. Bitty thinks he may have just spoken in his sleep. He taps at Jack’s hand.

           “Jack?”

           Jack tightens his grip and slips his hand under Bitty’s shirt to rest on his chest.

           “Good morning,” he slurs, and rubs his nose into the hair at the back of Bitty’s neck.

           Bitty laughs into the pillow. He doesn’t bother turning around—it’s too early for moving—but he leans further into Jack’s chest.

           “Good morning.”

           “Mm. Morning.”

           “Yes, honey. It’s morning. Are you getting up?”

           “Hmm. No.”

           Jack breathes in deeply and ducks to press his forehead between Bitty’s shoulder blades.

           “You smell nice,” he says.

           “Thanks honey.”

           “Mmmyou’re welcome babe.”

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The “Exchange” Program #1

Originally posted by nnochu



Summary: To say you were excited was an understatement. Your brother had left for Korea and in exchange you get a replacement, also known as an exchange student. Expecting a smart, nice boy,  practically the boy version of you…you got the complete opposite. A bad boy with bad habits.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Au: Badboy!Jungkook

A/N: I’m starting this fanfic again, I promise you that it is not like the last one it just has a the same concept (hopefully it will do as well) This is the first part but since i have exams this week i won’t be posting this week. But please tell me what you think :)

Standing next to your Mother and Father, you waited for the boy with a smiling face.

“I really hope he doesn’t hate us” your Mother stressed, her husbands hand tight around her shoulder. “Honey, I’m sure he’ll have a great time” he reassured her.

“Mum, I’m sure everything will be okay. What could go wrong?” you smiled, staring at the crowd of people emerging from the flight.

“I think that’s him” your mother exclaimed, holding up the sign which had his name on it. The tall boy smiled, dressed in jeans and a white sweater with glasses shaping his face.

He was cute. Perfect even.

You squirmed with excitement as the boy strutted towards your small family, you pulled down your skirt making sure to present yourself nicely and make a good impression.

“Nice to meet all of you” the boy smiled and shook your Dad’s and Mum’s hand and smiled at you. “I’m Jeon Jungkook, but please call me Jungkook” he smiled even wider this time, making your heart swell.

“Nice to meet you too!” your mum said clutching her bag to her side grabbing your shoulders and pulling yourself next to her.

“This is my daughter Y/n”

You put your hand out for him to shake and he gladly accepted.

“Right, It’s time to get going, to beat the traffic” your dad smiled patting Jungkook on the back as the four of you walked out of the building.

Pulling into the gas station on your drive home your dad offered you and Jungkook to get something from the there.

Heading straight towards the packets of chips you notice Jungkook looking around suspiciously on the other side of you. Walking around to the other isle you see him shove a packet of red vines into his jacket pocket he had put on earlier.

Your eyes went wide in fear of getting caught.

“What the hell are you doing?” you whisper trying to get to the packet of liquorice out of his pocket. Pushing your hand away and shoving the packet even deeper, he laughed.

“You’ve really never done this? Gees, I knew you were a good girl the minute I laid my eyes on you” he rolled his eyes and continued on to the counter.

“And a packet of those” he pointed to the cigarettes on the top shelf, your jaw dropped and your eyes became wider.

“Sixteen dollars” the old mans voice rang through the station, not giving two shits about how young the boy in front of him looked.

Shoving the packet of cigarettes into his jean pocket you still couldn’t believe your eyes. The boy that you thought was perfect is the complete opposite.

“Have fun getting cancer” you snickered to him as you walked to the other side of the car.

“I’ll be the first to tell you Miss Goody Two-Shoes” he smiled and opened the door.

“Welcome to the Y/L/N residence” your dad brought Jungkooks bags in to your house.

“So basically Y/n’s Father and I run a popular clothing business, meaning we won’t be here that often. My Husband is going on a business trip to Morocco tomorrow morning and I’m going to Milan this evening”

Your mother explained the situation of your father and her about their busy work schedule whilst you were half way up the stairs to your safe haven.

“Y/n, show Jungkook to his room. Your Father and I are going to go pack” Your Mother told you as her and her husband walked to their room on the ground floor.

“C’mon” you mumbled.

Walking down the hall way and into the common room that was also yours you turned to him and pointed to the door that was opposite yours on the other side of the room.

“That one is yours, this one is mine” You whispered. You don’t know where this sudden fear came from but you didn’t like it. Walking to your room you hurried making sure he couldn’t say something but before you could go in, he asked you something.

“Why are you acting so shy?” he asked.

You froze in your steps and slowly turned to him, he walked to wards you standing two metres in front of you.

“I dunno” you whispered still looking at your feet.

You knew exactly why you were shy. He was cute you won’t deny it, but you always avoided these types of guys but now having one in your house for a year was insanity.

“Perhaps you’re afraid I’ll try and make a move on you?” he smirked

You nodded your head quickly still looking down.

You felt his hand grab your chin and lift your face up so you were staring at him. The sudden action made your heart beat faster, while all you could do was stare at his facial features.

“Don’t worry kitten, I have no interest in you whatsoever” he laughed and let go. Walking back to his room you laughed to yourself as well.

“Well I have no interest in you either!!!” you shouted at the closed door.

“No good, idiotic, hateful, heinous jerk” you mumbled to yourself as you entered your room.

Collapsing on your bed, you let out a frustrated sigh thinking how in the hell are you going to put up with him for a whole freaking year.

7:00pm and your stomach was growling for food.

You had eaten the last piece of chocolate in your room and you wanted dinner but you were to afraid that you would bump into him.

GROWL

“Whyyy” you whined, you couldn’t take it anymore.

Opening the door a creak you looked out to see Jungkook’s door open and him laying on his bed a phone in his hand.

“Alright I can do this” you gave yourself a mini pep talk and tip toed out of your room.

It was going great until you tripped over your cat. Yelping the cat scattered down the stairs causing you to hear foot steps emerge from the boys room,

“Are you going to get food?” you turned around and got struck by how good he looked in just jeans and a simple white shirt, the shirt clung to his muscles making him look ten times hotter.

“Yeah” you choked out of your mouth.

“Good I’m starving” he uttered walking your way. The two of you headed down the stairs to see two suitcases at the door, you walked into the kitchen and grabbed a packet of ramen.

“Looks like you two are getting along” your dad said holding his passport in one hand looking like he was waiting for your mum.

“Oh yeah! We’ve been talking for hours, pretty much like siblings” Jungkook laughed causing your dad to cackle.

“Dad I thought you were leaving tomorrow” you questioned your dad as your mum emerged from the dimly lit hallway.

“Something came up so your Dad and I thought it was best to go together to Morocco then Milan”

Your mouth went into an O shape as the two of them got ready leave. Your mum came over to you and give you a kiss on the forehead whilst your dad hugged you, “We’ll be home in a couple of weeks” you nodded your head.

“Be good you two” your mum laughed as they left the house.

“Isn’t the whole point of exchange for me to improve my english by you know speaking to people?” Jungkook snickered and grabbed two packets of ramen.

“Am I a horse? I speak fluent english” you question him and poured the hot water into a pot.

“Like we’re going to talk” he rolled his eyes and took a seat at the island table.

“If you make an effort I’ll make and effort” you smiled at him, he nodded his head and fiddled with the fork in his hand.

A couple minutes later you put the pot on the table as the two of you ate from the pot.

“This is nothing like home” he mumbled still shoving the noodles into his mouth. “Well I’m sorry, I’m not exactly Korean so I can’t cook you whatever you eat” you snickered, “this is my brothers, I ate it once and i liked it so I thought i might as well eat tonight.”

“Speaking of your brother, why did he want to learn Korean?” he asked shoving more of the noodles into his mouth.

“He likes Kpop and drama’s, especially that one group what were they called again?” you racked your brain for the answer until Jungkook gave you it.

“STB?” he asked putting the fork down.

“Yeah those guys! He plays the song ‘Tears, Sweat and Blood’ again and again” you laughed.

“Yeah they’re quite popular, what about you, do you like Kpop?” he asked and picked up his fork again to eat more.

“Yeah I don’t mind it. I mean I’m not in love with it but if my brother puts it on then I’ll sing broken Korean with him” the last statement made him laugh.

Your heart fluttered looking at him, you felt warm inside…’No Y/n this is not how you’re supposed to feel, he’s vulgar…look at him scoff down the ramen’

“Can you slow down your eating, you’re going to choke” after your statement he grabbed the pot and chugged the noodle soup.

Your face turned into disgust as you stood up.

“That’s so gross” you whined and started to walk away.

“That’s so gross” he mimicked in a higher voice. “I do not sound like that” he mimicked you again laughing to himself. “You’re such a dick” you exclaimed as you walked into your room.

It was late and you wanted to get some fresh air.

You walked on onto the balcony and hopped up on the railing tot he side and rested your back against the wall.

A couple moments later Jungkook came out lighting a cigarette in his mouth not aware that you two were there.

“Could you find somewhere else to poison your body?” you startled him as he quickly turned around looking at you with a shock expression on his face.

“Can you be a smart ass somewhere else?” he question.

You scoffed as silence filled the air.

You felt yourself cramping up and you stretched your legs, which was the biggest mistake of your life.

You were about to fall to your death but luckily Jungkook acted fast, he dropped the cigarette and clutched your arm dragging you onto him making you both fall to the ground.

You were positioned on top of him as if you were straddling him.

You looked intensely into his eyes as he did with you, you were mere inches from kissing him and that was all you wanted to do.

7

This is an old manga I did with an old friend of my school for a national manga contest. aboout telling a plot of a story in just 6 pages, This is the result.

We won the 7th place. But after that contest I refused to participte in another one anymore, because I discovered in that contest you could have more chances to win the first place if you paid an specific amount of money, also, the winner was a friend of the contest’s owners…so..yeah…that was one of many reasons to giving up and forget all about drawing in those years.

I found the comic deep in my files this week, so I decided to translate it and share it with you.

I KNOW.

THAT FREAKING PHANTOM BOY…LOOKS LIKE CROSS!CHARA…I DIDN’T REALIZE OF THAT UNTIL TODAY HOLY COWS ;_;
I feel kinda… bad now…really I didn’t noticed the similarities between they two…aaagh darn…i don’t know if that’s ok or not..DX.

Anyway…this is how I used to draw 4 years ago. With this short comic I learnt how to use the patterns in Manga Studio and also a bit of perspective…so it wasn’t a waste of time, after all.

winning the first hoh is actually THE most beneficial hoh you can win besides the very last one.

  • everyone wants to work with the hoh so they’re not the first person evicted, so you get to hand pick your alliances. 
  • you get to know everyones raw first impressions of everyone because they’re gonna be real with you when trying to work with you. 
  • the nominations can be blamed on a house decision or blamed on the people who dropped first in the hoh comp and the house won’t be mad. 
  • if you’re even a semi-decent player, you’ll come out of the first hoh with alliances, connections and good deals for the up coming weeks.
  •  PLUS everyone else around you is throwing the hoh comp, so you can’t even be called a comp beast for winning it because you’re basically winning against people who are trying not to win.

people who have won the first hoh and gotten fairly far into the game or won (of who i can remember off the top of my head): jerry, hayden, rachel, mccrae, caleb, frankie, james, nicole

vs the people who have won the first hoh and left early: willie, jason, kail

winning the first hoh is actually a really good game move and if you think otherwise you probably should never audition for the show

  • People in the Youtube comment section: Do you actually think Lucas Steele should've won or is just because he's hot?
  • Me, not sure they actually watched the performance: Lucas is literally dancing the jig, playing the violin and singing some tenor notes that my first-tenor boyfriend can't hit on most good days. He does it eight nights a week, works an amazing set that I can only imagine could easily trip up an actor if they aren't careful. Might I also mention that he's literally been in the cast since 2012 which is the literal beginning for the show? He is Anatole. Being hot is just a nice bonus to this triple threat that definitely should've received the Tony.
Weekender

Summary:   Jack hates conventions – the crowds, the noise, the forced socialization, but it’s a work thing that must be done. Enter Samwell Hockey Player, Eric Bittle, who attends the convention with a group of friends. Suddenly things begin to look up. Jack and Bitty meet at Falcs Fest. Flirting, shenanigans, and love ensue. 

“Jack, I realize it’s not how you want to spend your weekend,” George said then paused to take a long sip of coffee. “But it is what it is, and everyone has to do it.” She smiled and added, “So suck it up, mister.”

Jack frowned, “Fine. Fine. Everyone else has to attend, too, right? Everyone?”

George leaned back in her chair and nodded, “Yes. Tater, Thirdy, Guy, Marty, Snowy, Poots – everyone. Misery loves company, after all.”

Jack huffed petulantly.

“I’m kidding!” George said with a laugh, “Come on. The Hawks are always bragging about their convention, so we have to make our inaugural one fantastic and have everyone there.”

Jack shrugged and took a pen from George’s desk, he twirled it absentmindedly in his fingers.

“Jack, it’ll be fine, and guess what? You might actually enjoy it. An entire weekend surrounded by adoring fans, eating anything you want, being handed people’s babies, dancing and whatnot?”

Jack got up and pushed his chair in. “Thanks, George.”

George smiled, then took her attention back to her computer, as Jack loomed in her office doorway.

“Yes, Jack?” She asked as she wrote something in an appointment book.

“Do we have to stay at the hotel, too?”

“Up to you, Jack. Do you feel like driving home back and forth early in the morning and late at night? Most of the guys are making a weekend of it and staying there. There’ll be team brunches every morning. We still have a couple rooms available in the block we reserved, so you can stay there if you want.”

Jack frowned again.

George paused and looked at him, “A little fun won’t kill you, Zimmermann.”

Jack nodded, attempted a meager smile and exited George’s office.

“Oh, and Jack?”

“Yes?

"Can I have my pen back?”

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From the Taylor Swift Spotify page.

Taylor Swift is that rarest of pop phenomena: a superstar who managed to completely cross over from country to the mainstream.

Other singers performed similar moves – notably, Dolly Parton and Willie Nelson both became enduring mainstream icons based on their ‘70s work – but Swift shed her country roots like they were a second skin; it was a necessary molting to reveal she was perhaps the sharpest, savviest populist singer/songwriter of her generation, one who could harness the Zeitgeist and turn it personal and, just as impressively, perform the reverse. These skills were evident on her earliest hits, especially the neo-tribute “Tim McGraw,” but her second album, 2008’s Fearless, showcased a songwriter discovering who she was and, in the process, finding a mass audience. Fearless wound up having considerable legs not only in the U.S., where it racked up six platinum singles on the strength of the Top Ten hits “Love Story” and “You Belong with Me,” but throughout the world, performing particularly well in the U.K., Canada, and Australia. Speak Now, delivered almost two years later in the autumn of 2010, consolidated that success and Swift moved into the stratosphere of superstardom, with her popularity only increasing on 2012’s Red and 2014’s 1989, a pair of records that found her moving assuredly from country into a pop realm where she already belonged.

This sense of confidence had been apparent in Taylor Swift since the beginning. The daughter of two bankers – her father, Scott Kingsley Swift, worked at Merrill Lynch; her mother Andrea spent time as a mutual fund marketing executive – Swift was born in Reading, Pennsylvania and raised in suburban Wyomissing. She began to show interest in music at the age of nine, and Shania Twainwound up as her biggest formative influence. Swift started to work regularly at local talent contests, eventually winning a chance to open for Charlie Daniels. Soon, she learned how to play guitar and began writing songs, signing a music management deal with Dan Dymtrow; her family relocated to Nashville with the intent of furthering her music career. She was just 14 years old but on the radar of the music industry, signing a development deal with RCA Records in 2004. Swift sharpened her skills with a variety of professional songwriters, forming the strongest connections with Liz Rose. Taylor’s original songs earned her a deal with Sony/ATV Music Publishing, but not long after that 2004 deal she parted ways with Dymtrow and RCA, all with the intent of launching her recording career now, not later.

Things started moving swiftly once Swift came to the attention of Scott Borchetta, a former DreamWorks Records exec about to launchBig Machine Records. Borchetta saw Swift perform at a songwriters showcase at the Bluebird Cafe and he signed her to Big Machine in 2005; shortly afterward, she started work on her debut with producer Nathan Chapman, who’d previously helmed demos for Taylor. Boasting original song credits on every one of the record’s 11 songs (she penned three on her own), Taylor Swift appeared in October 2006 to strong reviews and Swift made sure to work the album hard, appearing at every radio or television event offered and marshaling a burgeoning fan base through use of MySpace. “Tim McGraw,” the first song from the album, did well but “Teardrops on My Guitar” and “Our Song” did better on both the pop and country charts, where she racked up five consecutive Top Ten singles. Other successes followed in the wake of the debut – a Grammy nomination for Best New Artist (she lost to Amy Winehouse), stopgap EPs of Christmas songs – but Swift concentrated on delivering her sophomore set, Fearless.

Appearing in November 2008, Fearless was certified gold by the RIAA in its first week of release, and the record gained momentum throughout 2009, earning several platinum certifications as “Love Story,” “White Horse,” “You Belong with Me,” “Fifteen,” and “Fearless” all scaled the upper reaches of the country charts while “You Belong with Me” nearly topped Billboard’s Top 100. Along with the success came some headlines, first in the form of an infamous appearance at the 2009 MTV Video Music Awards where her acceptance speech was interrupted by Kanye West, who burst on-stage to declare that Swift’s rival Beyoncé deserved the award more, but her romances also started gaining attention, notably a liaison with Twilight star Taylor Lautner, who appeared with the singer in the 2009 film Valentine’s Day.

Her flirtation with the silver screen proved brief, as she then poured herself into her third album, Speak Now. Released in October 2010, Speak Now was another massive first-week smash that refused to lose momentum. Hit singles like “Mine” and “Mean,” which won two Grammys, played a big factor in its success not just on the country charts but on pop radio as well. Following a 2011 live album called World Tour Live: Speak Now, Swift turned toward following a pop path on her fourth album, hiring such mainstream musicians as Dan Wilson, Butch Walker, and Britney Spears producer Max Martin. This mainstream pulse was evident on “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together,” the first single from Red. Upon its October 2012 release, Red shattered expectations by selling over a million copies in its first week, a notable achievement that was doubly impressive in an era of declining sales. Once again, Swift’s album had legs: it was certified platinum four times in the U.S. and its international sales outstripped those of Speak Now. She supported Red with an international tour in 2013 and more hits came, including “I Knew You Were Trouble” and “22.”

As Swift geared up for the release of her fifth album in 2014, she made it clear that 1989 was designed as her first “documented, official” pop album and that there would be no country marketing push for the record. “Shake It Off,” an ebullient dance-pop throwback, hit number one upon its August 2014 release. When 1989 appeared in late October 2014, it once again shot to number one and became her third straight to sell one million copies in its first week (a new record for any artist).

Swift gathered many awards during the subsequent year, including Billboard’s Woman of the Year, the Award for Excellence at the American Music Awards, and a special 50th Anniversary Milestone Award from the CMAs. Her 1989 World Tour crossed Asia, North America, and Europe during the last half of 2015, and she won three Grammy Awards at the 2016 ceremonies, including Album of the Year, Best Pop Vocal Album, and Best Music Video for “Bad Blood.” At the end of 2016, she released “I Don’t Wanna Live Forever,” a duet with ZAYN from the soundtrack for Fifty Shades Darker. The single reached the Top Five across the world. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, Rovi

Our Son

HIIII!!! Umm could I request a scenario where y/n has Jungkook’s child but he doesn’t want it and leaves y/n and y/n is all alone until Taehyung says he’ll take care of the y/n and the child and you fall in love with Taehyung and Jungkook Regrets it after the child is grown up… Its kinda long sorry!! BUT I LOVE YOUR BLOG❤❤💙💙💙❤💙

For anon

Here it is

Hope you like it

M

Originally posted by sugutie

Yet another test, another result. Unless they were all flawed, they were clearly saying that you were pregnant.
And it was a big deal. You were too young, you would have had to give up the University and mostly you did not know how your boyfriend would react.
Jungkook was as young as much as you are and you were always so careful. You could not figure out how it happened when memories of the night a few weeks before get into your mind.
You were so taken by the passion that you had given up the condom and that was the result; a completely unexpected pregnancy.
“Baby, you’re locked in the bathroom for nearly half an hour. Are you feeling okay?”
Jungkook’s voice jolted you and you quickly threw the tests in the trash near the sink, by covering them with a paper towel so as not to make them visible.
“Sorry, I was removing makeup. You know things for women, Kooks ” You apologized, coming out of the bathroom and smiling at him mildly; “What are you staring at?”
“You look pale. Are you sure you’re okay? ” He asked curiously, coming closer to you and brushed your cheek with your fingertips; “Don’t make me worry.”
“It’s okay, Kooks. Everything is fine. ”
And that was the first lie in a long line.

__________
Your lies were getting too many and it was becoming increasingly hard to hide the truth to Jungkook.
After making up some courage you had decided that that night you’d have said everything, hoping that he would have taken it good and above all being happy.
After initial shock, you had begun to accept that pregnancy more and more until you felt happy to bring one creature in your womb. It was the fruit of your love and what could be wrong with something so pure and beautiful?
“Kooks… Do you have two minutes? I need to talk to you. ” You began, sitting on the bed beside him, busy playing a video game that you didn’t know.
“Sure baby, talk to me.” He smiled and hope kept increasing in you.
“A few weeks ago I discovered something. Of course at first, I was scared… but I mean this is an amazing thing, believe me. ”
“Don’t keep me in suspense, tell me what’s going on, Jagi” He encouraged you, slipping on the mattress as he approached you; “Have you found to be the best of your course? Is your brother getting married? Have you won a vacation? Teeeeeeell me. ”
“I’m pregnant.” Your emotion was palpable in the tone of your voice and your gaze was bright, but Jungkook’s look made you freeze completely.
His smile had vanished, his eyes were wide with shock and his look was totally blank.
You immediately took his hand, stroking the backs with the pad of your thumb, waiting for the news to make way into his mind and the happiness you felt became his own.
“Kooks.. I know we’re you–”
“No, I don’t want it.” He immediately stopped you and those few words were a stab to your heart. There was no happiness in his eyes, only anger and you could feel it on your skin as he stared at you. “What you wanted to tell me, huh? I don’t want that son, Y/N, and you should think about your future, how it will be ruined by this child. ”
“You can’t be serious!”
“Yes, I do. We’re nineteen, we are kids ourselves. How are you going to raise him? Huh? ”
“Kooks…”
“No, I’m sorry but… It’s not what I want. ” He almost screamed as he rose from the bed, jostling you away and reaching the wardrobe.
You looked right at him while he was taking a duffle bag and started to throw in his clothes, without bothering to fold them and place them.
He was leaving you and just because you were pregnant, the idea itself disgusted you incredibly much and hurt you so much to leave you speechless.
“I’m sorry Y/N; but this is not the life I want. ”
“So you don’t assume your responsibilities?”
“I… I can’t do that, I’m sorry. ” He whispered, turning to look at you. You could understand his fear, but not his actions. You looked into his eyes for a moment and after that little moment he turned back again, taking the bag and leaving the room.
The sound of a door closing, shortly after, made it clear that he was gone. Forever.

___________

“Yah, Y/N … He’s a jerk, I’ve always said that. ” Taehyung said for the umpteenth time, while his arms welcomed you with joy and you were hiding among them.
It was in days you were in those conditions, struggling to eat, to sleep, that everything reminded you of him and it hurt you.
The only relief came from the presence of Taehyung, who tried in every way to help as best he could. He even volunteered to come with you to the check up that you had hoped to do with Jungkook, but all your hopes and dreams were completely blown away.
“How… How do I do it now? ”
“What does it mean? Do you want this baby? ”  
He asked earnestly, looking down at you and shifting a lock of your hair so he can see your eyes.
“Of course, Tae. ”
“All right, then fuck Jungkook. The only thing that you have to think about now is your health and the health of the baby ”
“I’m alone…”
“What am I? A Unicorn? ”
You heaved your face, upset by his attitude. He could not have really understood that if he wanted to help you during those months, he would have had to be close. It was too much to ask him and you did not want to ruin his life, it was the last thing that he deserved.
“Taehyung… I can’t ask you this. ”
“Listen, Y/N, you know me. I love children and you’re one of my dearest friends. Let me help you, I want to take care of both of you. ” He said, then giving you one of his brightest smiles. Tears pinched your eyes  (but not enough to make you cry, just smiling back.
He was there and for the first time in days, you did not feel alone anymore.

___________

“TAEHYUNG.”
“WHAT WHAT?” Taehyung screamed, running out of the kitchen with a fork full of food in his hand, looking upset.
“I THINK… I THINK IT’S TIME … ”
“I’M NOT READY Y/N, CAN’T HE WAIT?”
“ASK HIM!”
“SOOYOUNG, WHY YOU GOTTA GET NOW I’M EATING GOOD RAMEN?”
You, as a reply, threw against him the remote control while the umpteenth and violent contraction made you fold in two for the pain.
They had begun that morning but were mild and your gynecologist had made sure they were normal in calving.
“KIM TAEHYUNG!”
“OKAY, OKAY… WE’RE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL, YOU … THE BAG, I GOT IT, ” Yet another scream as he ran to retrieve the bag, ready for days, for the hospital and came back to you. “ I HAVE TO TAKE YOU IN MY ARMS OR CAN YOU WALK? ”
“JUST GET YOUR ASS TAEHYUNG, IT HURTS TOO MUCH.”
You did not know what to expect, you were afraid that something could go wrong, that your little boy would be likely to hurt himself. A thousand thoughts invaded your mind but when Taehyung, without saying anything, took you into his arms and came running out of the house, all the negative thoughts vanished.
Your guardian angel was with you, nothing could go wrong.

_________

It was the most difficult and painful twelve hours of your life, but in the end, the little Sooyoung had seen the light. He was perfect, with already a bushy little of hair, powerful and clear voice so as to make the nurses laugh when he started to cry.
You were too dazed to figure out anything and you accepted willingly the anesthetic in order to rest for at least a few hours without the slightest pain.

“Sooyoung, you look exactly like your mom. Yes… You’ll become a beautiful little man. How about I wake her up? ”
A deep and full of sweetness voice woke you up and opening your eyes you laid your gaze on Taehyung, sitting in a chair beside you, holding your child in his arms.
“Hey.. Look who’s here. ” He muttered with sweetness, getting up and approaching you. Gently, he put Sooyoung into your arms and a swirl of emotions made you break down and cry, while you kissed and caressed with your lips that perfect and small face.
“He’s beautiful.”
“As his mom… I’ll leave you alone, you need some time to get to know him. ” He rose from his chair but immediately you gripped his wrist, blocking him from leave you alone.
“Stay.”
“But… I mean, I think you want to enjoy this time with your son. ”
“O-our son.” You faltered while he stared, caught off guard by your words. “Taehyung.. In these months you never left me alone and … I… Don’t go away. ”
“Why? Let me hear you say, Y/N ”.
“Because I fell in love with you, Tae.”

_____________

“Apppppppppppppppppppa!”
“Why is my champion screaming like that? What’s going on? ”

You were sitting on the couch, checking out some books to write the next chapter of your thesis, while Sooyoung kept running around the house chasing Taehyung. Their screaming did not bother you, indeed ,somehow, they helped you to stay more focused. After four years you were completely accustomed to their madness.

“Appa I want ice cream!”
“You have to ask mom.” Taehyung gave to you the “problem”, causing you to raise your eyes to heaven in a fake desperate way. Immediately the little Sooyoung jumped on the couch, holding onto your neck and stuffing your face with kisses.
He was a corruptor, just like his father.
“EOMMAAAAA, I WANT ICE CREAM” he screamed, pouting his lips as he always did Taehyung whenever he wanted to get something. “PLEAAAAAASE”.
“All right, let’s go get some ice cream.” You agreed, squeezing him softly in your arms and getting up off the couch completely ignoring your studies; “But when we finish the ice cream, we get back home.”
“YES, EOMMA!”
It was a day in June, the sun was high in the sky and the temperature was perfect. You were holding hands with Taehyung while Sooyoung was two steps ahead of you who hopped, unable to contain the enthusiasm that he was trying at that time.
“Sometimes I wonder if he’ll run out of his energies …” Taehyung whispered into your ear, making you smile and shake your head immediately; “But he’s so bea–”
His break concerned you right away, so your eyes returned to alight in front of you. And the reason why he had stopped was immediately clear to you.
Sooyoung was in front of Jungkook, the last person you wanted to see.  
Jungkook bowed to reach the cap that your son had lost and your looks have met.
“Your cap, kid.”
“Thank you! ” Sooyoung thanked him and you could see his toothless smile even though you were a few steps away from him.
“Sooyoung, come here. Let’s choose our ice cream, come ” Taehyung recalled the child without deigning to glance Jungkook. The little boy immediately turned and ran up taking his hand he was holding out.
They went into the ice-cream parlor, leaving you alone in front of your biggest regret and disappointment.
Jungkook came up to you, his hands in his jacket pocket, and a guilty look drew onto his face. He smiled but you did not smile back, remembering only at that moment how much pain he had inflicted on you.
“You’re looking good.”
“Thank you.” was your answer, totally icy.
“You and Taehyung, huh?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Already… He… What’s his name? ”
“It’s none of your business, Jungkook.” His smile faded away to your answer, but you did not felt sadness at seeing that look on his face. “Now I’ll go back to my son and my husband if you don’t mind.”
“I regretted my choice every day for the past four years, Y/N”.
“Jungkook… I don’t regret instead. Because I found a person a thousand times better than you, who didn’t leave me. On second thought, I just have to say thank you for abandoning me. Thanks to you, now I know what it’s like to be really happy. ”

Originally posted by donewithjeon