i'm sorry i couldn't make you something on your special day

HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS

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“You could never back down, you never learned to take your time.”
“He looked at me like I was stupid, I’m not stupid.”
“Talk less. Smile more. Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for.”
“Fools who run their mouth off wind up dead.”
“Who’s the best? C'est moi!”
“It’s hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets.”
“If you stand for nothing, what’ll you fall for?”
“I will lay down my life if it sets us free.”
“I imagine death so much it feels just like a memory.”
“I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow, for the first time, I’m thinkin past tomorrow.”
“I’m lookin for a mind at work.”
“Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.”
“You want a revolution? I want a revelation.”
“Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now.”
“Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution.”
“It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.”
“Chaos and bloodshed already haunt us, honestly you shouldn’t even talk.”
“You say the price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay.”
“You’ll be back. Soon you’ll see. You’ll remember you belong to me.”
“When you’re gone I’ll go mad, so don’t throw away this thing we had.”
“When push comes to shove, I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love.”
“Close the door on your way out.”
“Have I done something wrong?”
“Dying is easy, living is harder.”
“But what do we have in common?”
“You walked in and my heart went ‘Boom’!”
“I’m about to change your life.”
“My love for you is never in doubt.”
“I just might regret that night for the rest of my days.”
“I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face.”
“When you said "Hi” I forgot my dang name, set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame.“
"You’re like me. I’m never satisfied.”
“He’s a bit of a flirt, but I’m 'a give it a chance.”
“I’m a girl in a world in which my only job is to marry rich.”
“From what I hear, you’ve made yourself indispensable.”
“Well, well, I heard you’ve got someone special on the side.”
“I will never understand you.”
“Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints.”
“I am the one thing in life I can control.”
“If there’s a reason I’m still alive when so many have died, then I’m willing to wait for it.”
“Stay alive 'til this horror show is past.”
“I’m a general. Whee!!!!”
“Yeah. He’s not the choice I would have gone with.”
“Don’t do a thing. History will prove him wrong.”
“I can’t disobey direct orders.”
“Pick a place to die where it’s high and dry.”
“Pray that hell or heaven lets you in.”
“Should have shot him in the mouth. That would’ve shut him up.”
“Watch your tone. I’m not a maiden in need of defending, I am grown.”
“My name’s been through a lot, I can take it.”
“The fact that you’re alive is a miracle.”
“I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing.”
“If you could let me inside your heart…”
“I’m never gonna stop until I make 'em drop and burn 'em up and scatter their remains.”
“You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.”
“History has it’s eyes on you.”
“So what happens if we win?”
“If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me.”
“Oceans rise. Empires fall. It’s much harder when it’s all your call.”
“I swear that I’ll be around for you.”
“Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room?”
“Why do you write like you’re running out of time?”
“Yo, who the f is this?”
“What are you waiting for? What do you stall for?”
“If I could grant you peace of mind, would that be enough?”
“They are asking me to lead. I am doing the best I can.”

Letter

It’s Valentines day and I’m forever alone so I’m writing super fluffy things and one heartbreak because I'm evil


Another owl lands in front of you holding a red envelope. You offer the bird a treat and take the envelope. This was the 5th one today, apparently, boys thought you were quite a catch and kept sending you Valentine’s day cards. You only had sights on one boy, who was head over heals for another girl. You could sense the cliche. 

“Oo! Another one huh y/n” your friend teases. 

You roll your eyes and tear open the envelope. A smoke unicorn hops out of the envelope and prances around. You stare in awe as it leaves a trail of pink smoke. It stops in front of you and bows before disappears in a puff of smoke and leaves a small card that smells of Cinnamon. You pick up the card and look at it. The border is a shimmery gold and the writing is messy but a cute messy 

Your heart is so golden that a Niffler would paw at your heart

Seeing you makes my stomach flutter like I have a million Billywigs inside

I get so nervous around you I wish I could turn invisible like a Demiguise 

You’re more magnificent than a Thunderbird 

I would be honored if you would meet me outside of Honeydukes this Valentines. 

“Who was that from?” you friend asks. You look all over the card but couldn't find a name. 

“I don’t know” you reply. 

Names crossed your mind as you were trying to figure out who sent the letter. A certain animal lover with floppy hair and shy demeanor crossed your mind but you shook it away, he probably liked someone else. 

“Are you going to go?” They ask. 

“Yeah, I think I will.” 

You spent the rest of the day wondering who sent the letter to you. You walked into potions and sit down. 

“Okay class, since its almost valentines day. I thought we could brew Amortentia” your professor says. 

“Does anyone know what Amortentia is?” your professor asks. 

A boy in the back raises his hand, “Amortentia is the world’s strongest love potion. It smells like what the person loves most”. 

“Fantastic, 10 points to Hufflepuff” they say. They write down the intricate steps on the board. 

“Once you successfully finish and I check it off, you will write down what you smell. It will be confidential, Please begin.” 

You turn to your partner and see they’re deep in conversation with a boy. You roll your eyes and get up to grab the ingredients.  You grabbed some rose thorns and powdered moonstone. You were searching for peppermint when someone tapped your shoulder. You turned and see Newt Scamander standing behind you holding out the last ingredient you needed. 

“Um, Thanks Newt” you say taking the leaves. 

“No problem, I saw you were looking for some and I had extra so” he explains.

You both awkwardly stand in silence before Newt breaks the silence. 

“I better get back to my potion. You know, before my partner blows up the cauldron. Again.” Newt says. 

You giggle at the memory of his partner blowing his eyebrows off. Newt turns and his eyes widen. 

“WAIT DARVIN THATS THE WRONG INGREDIENT!” Newt yells as he scrambles over to Darvin before he could ruin the potion. 

A small smile appears as you watch Newt focus on his potion. He looked up at you and you averted your eyes. You walked back to your desk and started the potion. 

“Well done Y/n, Now, write down what you smell and turn it in.” Your professor tells you. 

You nod and pull out some parchment. You leaned over your potion. Cinnamon, lavender, freshly cut wood and something else you couldn’t figure out. You wrote down what you smelled and stood up to turn in your potion and your paper. 

“Ah Y/n, I need your help. Can you please organize these papers by alphabetical order, please” Your professor orders. 

You pick up the papers and go through them. You tried only looking at the names but when you came across Newt’s, it was hard to resist. You looked down and saw what he wrote. 

“Rain, freshly baked cookies, and perfume” you murmur quietly. 

Perfume? Your heart sank a little, you didn’t really wear perfume. Only on special occasions so he must have smelled someone else’s perfume. You finished organizing the papers and left. 

You flopped down on your bed and pulled out the little card you got this morning. You smiled at the words. You decided to meet up with this mystery man tomorrow. You fell asleep with the card still clutched in your hand. You failed to notice that the handwriting on the card was similar to writing you saw earlier today. 

You stood outside honeydukes fidgeting with your hands. They didn’t give you a specific time, what if we miss each other? What if this was all a joke? Maybe one of your friends was messing with you. You felt the stares from couples walking past you. You felt awkward so you went into Honeydukes. 

You walked around and hid in a corner. You felt silly waiting for someone you weren’t even sure was coming. You bought some chocolate frogs so the lady wouldn’t think it was weird you were just standing in the store for so long. You walked out and started heading back to the castle. 

“Y/N! Wait!” You turned around and saw a very flustered Newt. 

“I’m sorry I was late, er well, I’m sorry I didn’t put a time on the card. You see i was so focused on actually getting myself to write a letter to you that I forgot to put important details” Newt explains in a rushed voice. 

“You sent the note? With the smoke unicorn?” you ask. 

You were skeptical, there is no way your crush could have sent that. Way to cliche. 

“Why yes I did. D-did you not like?” He asks, his face falling a bit. 

“No No, I adored it! It was so beautiful. How did you manage to conjure something like that?” you ask. 

Newt smiles and pulls out his wand. His face changes to his look of concentration and he drew a small unicorn. It pranced around and disappeared. 

“I asked Flintwood to teach me. I saw all those other guys ask you and I felt like I needed to do something special” Newt admits. 

“You didn’t have to do anything special Newt. You are one of the most amazing people I have ever met. I mean your so smart and cute and a little awkward and you know so much about animals,” you say. You notice Newt staring at you. 

“Sorry, that must sound really creepy” you say looking at the ground. 

“Do you really think that about me?” Newt asks, almost afraid of your answer. 

You look back up and nod your head, “Of course I do. You are something extraordinary Mr. Scamander” you say. 

“Oh! I almost forgot!” Newt exclaims. 

He sticks his wand in his mouth and rummages through his bag. He tried speaking but it was muffled by the wand. He pulls out a little journal with a bow on it. 

“Mrf-hrfe bhm” Newt tries to say. 

“Newt, wand” you remind him. He takes his wand out of his mouth and sticks it behind his ear. 

“I was trying to say, I would have wrapped it but I learned I am quite horrible at wrapping” He explains. you open up the journal and notice there are moving creatures on every page. 

“Newt this is amazing. I didn’t get you anything. Oh I feel horrible now” you say.

“It’s okay, I wanted to get you it and you don’t have to get me anything” Newt says. 

“Well thank you so much Newt” you lean and kiss his cheek. His blush returns and he starts fidgeting again. 

“I have some chocolate frogs, here” you say handing him one. 

“Thank you y/n, I’ll cherish it forever” Newt jokes 

“Care to accompany me to the three broomsticks?” you ask. 

“I would love to” he replies. You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers. 

“Would you ever like to be on a chocolate frog?” you ask randomly. 

“It would certainly be an achievement, but what could i do that would deem me worthy of such a thing?” Newt asks. 

“Oh, i’m sure you’ll do something amazing Newt,” you say “Maybe it will have to do with Beasts” you suggest. 

“Ah yes, I see it now, Small boy on chocolate frog card for helping magical creatures” Newt says rather dramatically. You let out a laugh that makes Newt smile more. 

“That perfume, you’ve worn it before right?” Newt asks. 

“I wore it the first day of school, I think” you reply, “Why?” 

“No reason” Newt says. 

You shrug it off and put your head on Newts shoulder. You breathed in his coat smell and almost tripped when you recognized the smell. You smiled to yourself and held Newts hand a little tighter. 


FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF OMFG. I am. *sings off key* Forever alone. Happy Valentines y’all Hope someone treats you like Newt Scamander would. 

8

“The more he smiled, the more I wanted to hate him, and yet it was the very thing that made hating him impossible.”

Dedicated to Janine ♥.

BTS Reaction: Their S/O has to go to a specialist doctor because she's been in pain and she's scared about it.
  • No computer = no gifs I'm sorrryy. I hope you still like it and I wish the anon who requested this the best! Enjoyy💜💜
  • ———————
  • Kim Seokjin/Jin:
  • At first he'd think you're just tired and having a random pain, nothing special. It changed when you told you him you'd been in pain for quite some time now and needed to go to a doctor.
  • Jin: Why didn't you tell me? I could've taken care of you.
  • You: I didn't want to worry you, you're busy-
  • Jin: and you think you're health isn't important?
  • Jin: Let me take care of you when you need it. I love you, what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn't take care of you?
  • Jin: Let's set up an appointment with the doctor and see what's going on. Whatever happens I'll always take care of you, princess. –He hugs you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and his chin atop of your head–
  • Suga/Min Yoongi:
  • He noticed you'd been in pain for a bit but decided you'd be okay the next day or something but when he saw it wasn't he asked you if you were okay or if you needed a doctor.
  • You: I'm scared, what if I'm not okay? It's been like this for so long and I'm worried I'll be very sick.
  • Yoongi: You don't know anything right now, Y/n. Calm down. Wait till we hear a doctor alright?
  • You: I can't. It's..
  • Yoongi: Baby, Just breathe. Everything will be okay whether you're sick or not. I'll be there, I'll be there to help you and support you.
  • You: Thank you so much, What would I do without you?
  • Yoongi: Panic. -He smiles a little and wraps one arm around your shoulders-
  • J-Hope/Jung Hoseok:
  • He'd be extremely, overly worried about your health. He'd cut off any doubt you had about being okay because he couldn't handle the fact of you may be extremely sick.
  • You: Hoseok, please listen. We have to consider what could be wrong with me.
  • Hobi: No, I refuse. I refuse to listen.
  • You: You're so childish.
  • Hobi: I am. I will be. I want to hear it from the doctor if you're well or not, okay? Understand that I can't handle knowing that you might seriously be unhealthy when I want to believe that you'll be just fine. Just fine.
  • You: Hobi.. I'm so sorry.
  • Hobi: I'm sorry too. Let's not talk about this. Let's watch Disney, sound fine kitten?
  • Hobi: Maybe it'll make you relax and forget some of this for a little.
  • Hobi: I hope you know I want the best for you. I love you and you'll be okay. You'll be fine, it'll just be something small. Believe that.
  • Rap Monster/Kim Namjoon:
  • You guys told eachother everything. There was hardly any secrets between you guys. So you told him what was going on and he listened carefully.
  • RM: First thing I want you to know is don't be scared. We don't know anything about what's happening and we can't just make assumptions.
  • You: But there's so many what ifs..
  • RM: Stop, those are the reason you get scared. They are just what ifs.
  • You: There could be something actually wrong with me.
  • RM: You don't know that nor do I. First let's get this checked out. You might just be in pain and need medicine simple as that. You might be extremely sick and need more care but you'll get better and we'll work together.
  • You: and if I'm not able to get better?
  • RM: Stop it, Y/n. We. Don't. Know. Yet. And I hope that's not the case. Let's look at this situation neutrally. Alright?
  • You: Alright?
  • RM: Don't be too scared. I'll be there with you, honey.
  • Park Jimin:
  • Once he knows he'd be making sure to talk to you, to ask you how you are and wait till your doctors appointment.
  • You: Do you think there's something wrong with me?
  • Jimin: No
  • You: Are you sure?
  • Jimin: Yes
  • You: I could be-
  • Jimin: Y/n stop. Please just be quiet, stop thinking these things. You'll be fine. You have to be fine.
  • You: Are you okay?
  • Jimin: I'm afraid. I don't want you to.. I don't want to lose you like this. I want to do so many things with you and I don't want our time shortened. So please, please stop.
  • You: I'm sorry.
  • Jimin: I know you're scared too. Just express your fear differently. I'll comfort you however I can, gorgeous.
  • V/Kim Taehyung:
  • As he figures out this information he takes care of you every second he can. Super worried but tries not to show it because he wants you to feel safe.
  • You: Taehyung calm down. You don't have to do all this for me.
  • Tae: Aren't you in pain?
  • You: Yes but I feel like you need rest too.
  • Tae: No, I don't. I want to take care of you so let me. Until that appointment comes I'm caring for you.
  • You: What do you think is wrong with me?
  • Tae: I hope there's nothing wrong. I want you to be healthy.
  • You: and if I'm not healthy?
  • Tae: I'll still love and care for you, beautiful. But I believe you'll be fine. You will be okay, nothing will be wrong, and we'll be happy as always.
  • You: Come cuddle with me.
  • Tae: -He gladly agrees and you guys stay in a blanket cuddling and him caring for you hoping you'll be alright-
  • Jeon Jungkook:
  • He'd listen seriously to your explanation, that you have been in pain for awhile now and need a doctors appointment. You even told him how you were scared of what was going to happen.
  • JK: We really don't know anything until we go to that appointment. Let's not worry too much until we have information.
  • You: Are you sure?
  • JK: Yes, I'll care for you until then. You'll be just fine Y/n. I'll kiss it better.
  • You: You're so cheesy.
  • JK: Did I make you smile though? You'll have the golden maknae power to heal you and give you luck.
  • You: You're so cute.
  • JK: I'm not you are. You're an adorable Y/n who will be okay. You will be safe and healthy with me, alright doll?
8

with every step and jump, with every twist and dip, and with every sway and swirl, you’ve expressed yourself without uttering even a single word and to be honest, i don’t think words are enough for you to let everyone know how much you want it, how no one wants it more than you do and that’s what makes your dance the most beautiful of them all. you’ve waltzed into everyone’s hearts with your powerful moves and graceful twirls but you’ve snugged yourself in when you showed how genuine you are. your laughs that are distinctively louder than everyone else, your smiles that are brighter than the sun, even your tears that tug at every heartstrings and then you turn and spin everyone on their axis by curving your lips into a sinful smirk, moving your body in an almost illegal way, and looking like you know something that nobody else does. but that’s what makes you so endearing and special. you’re always so grateful to every one but the only one you should be the most grateful to is yourself. 

never stop standing on stage like you were meant to be there and continue the dream you have been longing for since the start. it’s only right for you to claim everything you deserve because you’ve earned it and there’s only more for you in this world and nothing less. I love you so much, my two left feet could almost dance. happy birthday to the one and only dancing machine, our precious Kim Jongin. #HappyJonginDay #종인아생일축하해

midnight-in-town  asked:

Hello! :) I was actually thinking about your post on Eto's kagune being special (like Yoshimura) which could explain why Kaneki can't heal well. I was wondering do you think maybe V is defined by a group of people with special kagune ability? What I mean by that is that Yoshimura wasn't always a part of V, he was recruited so I'm wondering if special kagune abilities couldn't be the reason? And in that case, maybe that's why V was even after Eto: because she had a special kagune on top of (1)

Having being the first naturally born OEG. When you look at Rize it’s the same: she was depicted as having a very special Kagune even if she was born as a part of the sunlit garden initially before she ran away. And here’s the thing, the other ghouls with a special kagune are the Clowns, as we could see with Donato and Uta, but also Nico to some extent, and since it seems that the Clowns will be explained at the same time as V, I’m pretty sure there is a link there. So yeah, I’m wondering (2)

About an eventual pattern between V, who they recruit, why they wanted Rize back so bad, even the Washuus (who’s kagune we never saw, which could be for a specific reason), the Clowns’ even stranger abilities and I think maybe you found a part of the answer with your idea about Eto and Yoshimura. Sorry if that doesn’t make a lot of sense though but thanks for the great post! Have a nice day :)

Hi!

Yeah, that’s along the lines of what I was thinking, too. Yoshimura said the reason he was approached by V was just because he was very strong, but it’s not like he’s the only frightening kakuja out there, so I think it must be something else on top of that. 

The Clowns and V are definitely working together through Furuta now, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s always been this way. Furuta said that the CCG has a history of dressing up organizations just to have an enemy to fight, and the Clowns were included on that list. It’s always been suspicious, for me, that “even Arima” had a “hard time” with their extermination. I get the feeling that certain members like Donato were given immunity, especially because he was so willingly a source of information while he was in Cochlea. 

Oddly, I wonder if regenerative abilities like Yoshimura and Rize are put to use later on the members of V. Arima says the demi-humans die early, but Hirako stated that the crones were like “advanced” Garden members. They remind me a lot of Kanou’s Q’s and have the same automatic movements of Noro, so it almost feels like there’s been some kind of zomboid puppetry going on :O

Is There An App For That? ;D

anonymous said:

Vic fuentes, you are having Skype sex , and the guys catch you and laugh and tease you. Love your blog 

Here you go lovely, hope you enjoy!! Aww and thanks :3

“Okay press play… Now!” I said squeaking a little from the excitement. Vic’s been on tour for a few months now and obviously we talk everyday but tonight he planned something special. It was his night off from playing a show and he chose not to go out with the guys to party, but have a movie night in with me.

I snuggled into the sheets more when the opening credit ended and looked across at my laptop that was sat on two pillows facing me with Vic’s face on. He had his eyes glued to the tv and and his arm resting on the back of the couch. I sat and stared, imagining my head resting on his shoulder with his fingers stroking circles onto my hand.

“You’re missing the movie, babe…”

His voice stopped me daydreaming and i started to chuckle.

“Haha sorry, I … It’s just not the same without you here” I said, looking down trying to hold back tears. “God I’m such a sap, It doesn’t matter. This is a great idea, thanks Vic.”

I carried on watching the film until I suddenly felt really uncomfortable, almost awkward in fact. Things started getting steamy and I felt my core pulse slightly. ‘Shit,’ I thought 'couldn’t this have happened before? I can’t hang up on him now…’ I decided to try suppress it and put it out of mind.

“Oh baby…” The girl on the film said as she stroked a finger slowly down the guy’s really impressive abs, “do me from behind, you know it’s my favourite.”

“Hey Y/N, isn’t that your favourite position too?” Vic said as confident as ever.

“Errmm…" 

'Fuck! Of course it is, he feels so good from behind, how could it not be. Now all I can do is picture it and the movie isn’t helping and I’m getting wetter and I was doing so well. It’s been so long since I touched myself and I don’t even want to know how long since I’ve had sex with Vic… I… I can’t deal with this…’

While I was having my internal meltdown, I managed to release a small moan from my lips. Who knew just the thought of him sent me this crazy. I started rubbing my clit slowly, trying not to let Vic realise.

"I’ll take that as a yes then.” He said, something had changed in his voice… I realised what it was soon after. “You remember what I feel like?”

The huskiness in Vic’s voice was enough to make me pleasure myself more, never mind what he was saying. I felt a wave wash through me as I managed to bite my lip and nod in reply. Apparently that was the right answer as I heard him unzip his jeans and pull them off. My eyes widened at the though of what we were doing but I soon carried on with it, I was far too horny to stop now.

“You don’t mind do you?” He said, realising what he was about to do.

“No it’s fine,” I sighed “you have some catching up to do though.”

With that Vic’s mouth dropped and words escaped his lips. His eyes were locked on the screen but not for long, they soon rolled back as his hand moved swiftly over his hard length. Throwing off my sleeping shirt and bra sent him into an even bigger state as he started groaning at the view and moaning my name. 

“I wanna see you.” I managed to choke out between breaths. Vic took a while to process the command in his hazy state but lowered the camera. For a moment, I hated the sight and it felt like torture but I couldn’t look away. He had his hand clasped around his hard length, stroking it slowly and rising his hips along with it. I pushed by fingers inside myself in rhythm with him and tried to stop myself from speeding ahead. “Fuck.. Vic, faster.” I moaned and started riding waves throughout my whole body.

“Woah Vic, what porn is that!?”

“Wait… Is that…?”

“Hi Y/N! Looking good!!”

I froze. Then quickly dove under neither my covers. Why are the guys back so early!!!??

“So this is what you kids use all the innovative new technology for… Is there an app for online Y/N sex now? Hey I’ll download it!”

Fucking Jaime and his fucking jokes.

I peeked through the covers and saw Vic with head in his hands. Jaime and the guys must have stumbled off drunk seen as though they were still laughing about it in the distance.

“I umm… guess that’s our movie nights over.” I said, chuckling awkwardly. I’m sure the guys’ll leave Vic alone about it in a few days. Well I hope so.

We said our goodnights and logged off, I’m sure we’ll all laugh about it in the future but for now, I’m just glad I’m not on that tour bus and safe from the teasing.

MBTI Types as Scientists

INTP: The Scientist. Practically invented science. Probably set the trend for oversized chalkboards covered in messy, illegible chicken-scratch formulas. The person they talk about when someone mentions “standing on the shoulders of giants”.

INTJ: The scientist who has their own secret lab with advancements far beyond the rest of the scientists’ in the lab. They would share their discoveries for the practicality because they truly do enjoy spreading the knowledge, but the advancements are so great that nobody else is ready. Not yet.

ENTP: The scientist who comes up with a theory to counter every theory you have just for the lols. Has some pretty good, original ideas when they’re not taunting the other scientists with their BS. Is one of the few scientists that brings out INTP’s goofy side; they’re kind of an annoying team but… certainly unstoppable, nonetheless.

ENTJ: The scientist who runs between different projects, pointing out the issues with each experiment, and working with the other scientists to perfect the desired outcome. Used to get into quarrels because people found them intrusive this way, but they’ve since learned that it’s really only because ENTJ is passionate about being factually confident, and genuinely wants to help actualise 

INFP: The scientist who secretly sets out to merge science with magic. Often draws inspiration from their favourite fantasy novels, and makes considerable progress toward concepts such as self-aware plants through the genome. Has somehow roped INTJ into the project; the two of them stay late at the lab to transition from day-science to fantasy-night-science. INFP calls their project “Operation: Follow your Heart”.

INFJ: The scientist who spends a lot of time sitting completely motionless, expanding a theory into great depths, envisioning its significance into its future, and final stages, whilst staring out the window, gazing into their slightly visible reflection. Often times expands on the ENxPs’ ideas (that were originally jokes), pointing out their likely public effects, good or bad. One of the most tolerant scientists, but things can get to be a bit much for them, sometimes. It’s not unreasonable that they gravitate towards the window.

ENFP: The scientist who accidentally finds their way onto a new groundbreaking theorem. Was probably messing around with one of the other scientists saying “what if we did […]”, then, as they thought about it, the conversation grew into “maybe we actually can […]!”. Causes a bit of chaos in the lab, as the research projects they start are often passed off to a more fastidious scientist to finished, whilst they go off and begin another one. Not the most practical, but every lab has its working parts, right? 

ENFJ: The scientist who shows the other scientists new ways to improve their safety within the lab, using important precautions that most people surprisingly overlook. Makes sure that everyone remembers to consider the data as it comes along to compare to their predictions, and how it might affect their conclusions. Simply wants to help everyone be the best that they can be!

ISTP: The scientist who really only shows up when they want to. Can be gone for weeks, but will show up again one day, like nothing happened. When asked to follow a specific method, they unbendingly refuse because they think those methods are pointless, and over-complicated. Somehow achieves spot on results using their own methods, bewildering the rest of the scientists. Whenever someone tries to ask about their methods, they’re gone for eternity!

ISFP: The scientist who decides to replace the common Greek variables with their own made up, more interesting, and pleasurable symbols in their formulas to help them remember the information better. Also doesn’t like being told to follow a specific method, but doesn’t want to stir conflict, so they secretly perform which methods they personally think will yield the best results on their own time. As long as their results are accurate, nobody has to know! Shhh!

ESTP: The scientist who tests all of their experiments on themself for science and for fun. They would have tried it on other people too (like their friends) but ENFJ said it was “unethical”. Contributes a lot to the presentations, often marking the differences between the essential and irrelevant apparent and understandable to everyone.

ESFP: The scientist that finds new ways to make things glow, and decorates the whole lab with the glowies as a surprise. Not everybody is amused or appreciative *coughENTJcough*, but there really is no stopping them now, so it’s best just to accept the glowies; at least they can save on the electric bill. Sort of.

ISTJ: The scientist who defends you against ENTP’s trollish-counter-theories by explaining how they contradict concrete, proven theories that all the scientists in the lab follow already because they’re sick and tired of hearing this nonsense. *Drops stack of books on the table* Read them.

ISFJ: The scientist who quietly worked on one of the lesser funded projects, because people “didn’t think it was as important”. Ended up discovering something monumental, like an effective way to communicate with plants and animals by observing the nuances in their reactions to stimuli. Doesn’t really take any credit, even though they were one of the only people on the project.

ESTJ: The scientist who heads the new research projects in the lab. If they’re going to be conducting new experiments, they’re most certainly going to do it the right way! Takes genuine pride in the way the lab is run, and values all of their subordinates for their specialities, enjoying the collective scientific air.

ESFJ: The scientist who revamps the stapled little pleasures of life to share with their friends. Experiments with different elements / components and invents a few different kinds of herbal and medicinal teas. They dominate the micro-scale scientific archive with their knowledge (take that, hellen!).

insouciance (fluff)

MEMBER/GROUP: Oh Sehun (EXO)

GENRE: fluff, lots of teasing too (Sehunnie is v.v cheeky in this lmao)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: oh don’t mind me this is just an appreciation one shot for one of the most unpredictable maknaes on the planet. bless you Sehun, thanks for existing noodle boiii~

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Originally posted by princewangeun

           ❛ he was stubborn❟ the king of insouciance❟ but he did love slowly❟                                                      fiercely and subtly.❜


OH SEHUN WAS DEFINITELY THE MOST DIFFICULT MAN YOU’D EVER MET.

He reminded you of the sea, calm, serene and teasing on some days, dangerous, mysterious and raging on the others. He could make storms cower with his temper, yet he’d rival the sun when he smiled. 

Sehun was a puzzle you couldn’t solve, for the pieces never quite fit together. 

And that night, it was yet another episode of your differences clashing together. You huffed at him as he held the remote, not sparing you a single glance. “You know I’m right,” you called out childishly, hoping to get even the slightest reaction from him. But you received nothing. “You were being stupid.” 

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Princess Protection Program Sentence Meme
  • "This is high school, not Vegas. You don't need a costume change."
  • "I can't stand them. They're such princesses."
  • "My coronation is one month away. Why do we have to practice now?"
  • "What a beautiful coronation dress you are wearing. Who, may I ask, designed it?"
  • "It is so much for someone so young."
  • "I'll protect her like she's my own."
  • "She is willing to be your queen."
  • "I'm here to protect you but you need to trust me."
  • "The General will say you abandoned the country, but I must stay so the people know that you will return when it's safe."
  • "No matter what happens, you never forget you are a princess."
  • "You will both become a symbol of futilitiy to those who would defy me."
  • "You are now in the safe custody of the International Princess Protection Program."
  • "From now on, you are no longer a princess."
  • "A normal dad would go to a foreign country on a secret mission and bring his daughter back a T-shirt, not a person."
  • "Share. I know that's probably a foreign concept for a princess."
  • "She's gonna be a royal pain."
  • "The queen of homecoming? What is this homecoming?"
  • "I am picturing a dashing young general and he is...he's sitting on a throne."
  • "Royal subjects shower him with adoration."
  • "You are ruining my happy thoughts. Take her away."
  • "You vote for royalty here?"
  • "You order me? You. Order. Me?"
  • "Tonight, I serve you."
  • "Must be nice to play peasant for a day."
  • "One month before my coronattion, our palace was attacked."
  • "Whatever I did to make you dislike me, I am truly sorry."
  • "You need to lighten up on this princess stuff."
  • "He is very special to you. I see the way you look at him."
  • "He is quite beautiful, much like a prince. I wonder if he is beautiful on the inside as well."
  • "You really hate this whole princess thing, don't you?"
  • "I just want to do something more important with my life, like my dad."
  • "I am not a fool and she cannot make something out of me that I am not."
  • "You're different than I though a princess would be."
  • "A princess is never sure who her true friend is. Today I am sure."
  • "A thief has no honor."
  • "I want to look my best when I announce my engagement today."
  • "Who could be so unfortunate as to become your bride?"
  • "Me being a princess is not normal."
  • "It is about what you have to offer the world and who you are inside."
  • "It is a princesses job to help people."
  • "I guess I never really thought about what it really means to be a princess."
  • "I didn't mean I hate you, I hate you. I meant I hate you, like you're my best friend."
  • "I have a duty to my people."
  • "My country needs me."
  • "Before I put on this dress, you couldn't even remember my name."
  • "I never thought I could look beautiful or feel beautiful for that matter."
  • "Those are not things that are given, but things we must earn."
GOT7 as boyfriends at your college/uni graduation
  • Mark: quietly comes on his own and wears a big hat and shades just to be safe (he wants to make your special day all about you). Sits with your family and friends and takes tons of photos which he later sends to the members to brag about how smart and beautiful his s.o. is. Will not stop smiling when you see him after the ceremony because he's so happy for you. He gives you a cute teddy bear wearing a grad cap and a sweet card with a polaroid of the two of you in it.
  • JB: despite the fact your family thinks that he looks miserable the entire time, he’s really happy to be there. Has RBF through most of the ceremony, except for when he sees you walk across the stage to accept your diploma and his face lights up. After the ceremony, he holds your diploma and the roses he brought you while you take pictures with your family and friends and looks on smiling.
  • Jackson: couldn't make it to your campus because of his crazy schedule but watches the live stream online and texts/snapchats you the whole time with his reaction and video chats you after telling you how cute you look in your cap and gown and how proud he is of you. When you get home, a big bouquet of flowers in your favorite color are waiting for you, along with a sweet note and a thoughtful gift. Next time he sees you, he makes you watch the DVD with him.
  • Junior: would come with one or two of the other members to serve as your mini cheering section. Jinyoung strikes me as the type who is really into school and learning so there's a good chance he might get emotional because he knows you're taking a big step in your life and that you worked so hard to get there. Would be really into even the small details of the ceremony and would ask you questions beforehand about what to expect and maybe do some research on the things you didn't know. Probably shed a single solitary tear during pomp and circumstance. Brings you an inspirational book that he writes a note on the inside cover!
  • Youngjae: He's super happy to be there, and endears himself to your family by holding doors open for your relatives wherever y'all go. Quickly becomes your mom's new best friend, and by the end of the weekend they're chatting like they've known each other for years. Can't stop smiling after the ceremony and telling you how proud he is of you. A week or so after the ceremony, he takes you out to a nice dinner, and then plays one of your favorite songs for you as a gift. Makes you take him on a tour of campus so he can see the places you tell him about on the phone/over Skype.
  • Bambam: takes time off and brings the rest of the members, whether they wanted to come or not. May or may not have brought noisemakers and giant posters with your face on them, dabs when you get your diploma, and makes a general spectacle of himself the entire time while JB looks on in general horror. Buys you the biggest bouquet of flowers he can find and a huge amount of balloons. Has not been this excited since their first win.
  • Yugyeom: is a little intimidated by your family and friends, but he's so proud of you! Probably convinced BamBam to come with him so he wouldn't be by himself, but somehow managed to talk Bam out of bringing giant cutouts of your face. Might have cried at some point during the ceremony but he does a good job of pretending he didn't. Waits until you see your family before he comes up to congratulate you, and he helps pack up your car to move you out. Buys you something nice and practical that Jinyoung helped him pick out when he cluelessly asked what to get someone for their graduation.
A kings throne can be used for other things than just sitting on. Imagine sitting on Thorin's throne naked.
Sorry it turned into smut. I couldn’t help myself. Do you mind? ;)



Finally the meeting was over. The whole damn day and long into the night they have been talking about everything what he, as the king, need to know or has to decide over. 

His councilors already left to their chambers to get the desired rest. Not so Thorin. He makes his way the the throne room, for thinking and maybe even relaxing a bit before sleep. Expecting you to already laying in your bed, taking your night rest.

Damn. I promised her to be there tonight. 

He thinks to himself, knowing you would understand but upset after all that he could not spend time with you again. 

A few hours before

You just finished your beauty routine. Still dwelling in the huge bath you let your mind walk.

He is not coming today either you thought to yourself. You sighed. Understanding he must fulfill his duties but damn it you wanted to be with him. Talking, relaxing, cuddling. You imagined his deep husky voice which brings you chills up your spine, his long silky hair and his muscular body. 

Oh no 

Bad enough your loving heart yearns for your king to be by your side, your body does miss him as well. Nights over nights you were wet for him. Laying in the large bed waiting for him to arrive and become one again, but it never happened. There was just too much work for him to do right now. 

These nights you simply pleasured yourself, although it never satisfied you enough. You need to feel your most beloved right next to you. Into you. 

He was in no better mood. Also yearning to be one with you again, but can’t the last days. Your desire became unbearable. To that point that you nearly walked around every day dripping with lust.

I never imagined that one could slide away like this when you make love to someone you truly love.

And then you make a decision.

‘All right your majesty, I take the lead now. If you don’t come to me, I need to come to you.’ you said smirking, preparing yourself for your plan.

'My queen? Are you alright? To whom are you talking to?’ your handmaiden asked worriedly from outside the bath.

'Eh! No one. Thank you Gori. You can leave work for the day. I see you tomorrow then.’

'So early? T-thank you my queen! May I assist you with something or bring you something before I take my leave?’

'No no, thank very much. I appreciate that. Have a nice evening!’

'Your too kind, my queen.’ the young dwarven handmaiden said happily and left.

Present time

Still in his thoughts about you, Thorin didn’t even notice he is half way away from the throne as he hears a familiar voice.

'Evening my king.’ you say softly.

He says nothing. Eyes widened. 

Beguilingly beautiful you sit on the kings throne, veiled in a large cloak of silk fabric. Completely bare underneath. He did not now that yet though.

’(Y/N)? I thought you were sleeping.’

He steps closer and stops where the steps to the throne begin.

'No. I couldn’t sleep. Like so many nights before. I miss you.’

His face becomes a frustrated expression.

'I’m sorry my love. I do miss you as well. But you know I-’

'Yes.’ your soft voice interrupting him.

'I understand. Don’t worry. You are the king. With that responsibility comes a lot of duties. But don’t forget that I love you. That is why I am here.’

’(Y/N)…’ Thorin whispers between his teeth. He looks like he is in pain.

Is he thinking I’m going to leave him now or so? 
You smile. 
'My love. My king. My Thorin. I came here to make you forget all your duties and worries for a time.’

You stand up from the kings chair and let the cloak run down your shoulders. Now resting on your wrists, still holding it upwards. Exposing your naked body. His mouth goes dry and his eyes grow dark. His lower half filling itself with heat and his member twitching in the sight of his wife. Immediately blood rushing to where it was needed.

'When was the last time you took me?’

'My love.’ He blushed 'Here?’

'Yes here. A kings throne can be used for other things than just sitting in my opinion. I’m tired of doing it myself. I am yearning for you, don’t you see.’ you touched your lower body half 'I need you right here. Inside me.’ You let the cloak fall to the ground as Thorin passes the few steps up to the throne and kisses you passionately. Forcing his tongue into your mouth, heavy breathing. By witnessing your wet and glistening womanhood with his sweet juices he always likes to taste his pants become more and more tighter.

'What if someones coming?’ he asks between the kissing. Leaving your mouth and trailing down your neck.

'I don’t care.’ you moan.

'Your right. Besides everyone is asleep. You should keep quiet.’

'Mh?’

'Your screaming and moaning, my love. Loud. I love that but these halls are echoing.’ he smirks and you blush deeply.

’D-don’t say such embarrassing things. Ah!’

He chuckles as he licks and nips your hard nipples, massaging your breasts. Your knees shaking.

'If someones coming I have to carve his eyes out. No one is allowed to see my woman bare. To see you in ecstasy like this. Except me.’

You smile happily to yourself and take his face in your hands, up to your mouth.

'Always and forever your woman Thorin. Claim me.’

Your womanhood throbbing he lifts you up and throws you on the throne. Facing him, legs half spread you watch how he undresses his lower half. His trousers fall to his ankles, his bare macular chest with his soft chest hair exposing through the now opened tunic. You let your hand trail from his chest down to his member. Standing dangerously erected, thick and twitching. Already a few drops of precome peaking out of his tip. He groans and suddenly takes your hand roughly. 

'Turn around.’ you hear Thorins husky voice filled with desire. 'I’ll have you this way first.’

He turns you around, your hands resting on the thrones armrests. His large strong hands coming to your hips shoving himself into you with one thrust.

You gasp in surprise and of the slight amount of pain. But you were wet enough to take him.

'I’m sorry love! Ugh your so tight. I’m finally inside you. Ah you feel so good around me.’ ,he pants ,'I try to do it slow.’

Your cheeks grow hot and reddened over his words. He starts to thrust into you slowly.

'Ah! D-don’t say such embarrassing things.’

'Why not? I know you like it.’ He smirks. You turn your head to face him with red cheeks. 'Your pussy is so wet and tight. How did I survived these last days.’

He ankles his hips and jerks upwards hitting your sweet spot. You let out a loud voluptuous moan.

'Quiet love.’ trying hardly to keep his own groans unheard.

Your moans only fire him up, thrusting now hard and rough into you. He knows you like it rough, though he tries to take it slowly this time, because he did not have you in such a long time. Apparently failing to do so. The black haired dwarf knows he would no longer be able to control himself. 

’T-thorin I’m going to- AAAAHH !!’ you couldn’t finish your sentence. Tightening around his cock you came screaming, immediately covering your mouth to muffle your love moans. Still thrusting into you, hitting your spot everytime so you could ride out your whole orgasm, your husband comes as well. A deep groan escaping his throat, shooting his seed inside you. He bits down at the right side of your lower back.

Still breathing heavy you sit on his lap. He placed the two of you gently on the throne and covered you half with the cloak. Leaning against his chest, his strong arms around you.

'I’m sorry I came inside you.’

'Nah… It’s okay.’ you closed your eyes feeling his seed squeezing out of you on his thigh. Looking up at him you talk innocently 'You know I was going to give you a special treatment. My full service you know. Satisfying you. I did not assume you would like to have me immediately.’

He looks down on you and chuckled.

'I was missing you the last days as well as you me. What makes you think I am not satisfied? I enjoyed your body, voice and your love within deeply.’ He kisses your lips softly. 'But… I think..’, the dwarf touches your hard nipples, 'I’d like to have you again.’

You can feel his cock stiffening against your legs.

'It would be my pleasure.’ you said grinning mischievously, lifting yourself up and placing your legs on both sides of his body. Holding yourself up right above his thick cock. Which is slick with your juices from your previously love making.

'Mahal it will.’

You lower yourself onto him, your body sucking him in in one moisty move. His hands and your hips lifting you up and down. You gasp. Feeling him twitching inside you. Rubbing along your inner walls.

'Ah (Y/N) I love you. I love you so much.’

'Thorin… forever. I love you forever.’

He slams you down on him, nearly screaming.

You hands cling onto his tunic. Caressing his chest. Your tongues find their ways to one another a begin battling. You deepening the kiss as long as you can, but the ecstasies forcing you both to break free to breath heavily. Moaning and panting he speeds up. Your liquids leaking out your lower body onto his lap, mixed with his seed. The sound of your bodies meeting. Wet sounds as your cunt squeezes its walls, indulging his thick member totally, nearly pumping the mixed fluidness on his lap. Your orgasm is building up again. You close your eyes and lower your head. ‘Look at me.’ obeying him you meet his eyes. ‘(Y/N) I am close.’ Thorin pants.

You smile. He moves his left hand thump to your swollen clit without leaving your hip. You gasp, moaning loudly as you feel your orgasm will come in a few seconds. 

'Let’s come together. May I release inside you?' 
You chuckle between your groans.
‘Mh ah.. your asking now? You already have.’

His grip on your hips tightens, nearly painfully. Feeling him twitching you give him permission ‘Yes ah release your seed inside me, oh please.’

He heaves a loud groan not caring anymore if anyone would hear them. You came with him, tightening.

In silence you cling to one another, catching your breaths.


'I must admit… I thought you were going to leave me.’ the king under the mountain looks straight into your eyes, your bodies still connected.

'How could you think of such nonsense. I belong to you.’

‘My queen. My love. (Y/N). I am yours and you are mine.’

'Pass death, forever I am.’

Sorry I just love this Game of Thrones quote. It’s so beautiful!

And Gori is a female dwarf name and a character I put into this story. She does not exist in the books.

I’m sorry for all grammatical mistakes. 

Not so secret Santa: a Lucaya fanfic
  • Every year there was this secret santa game that all the classmates liked to participate. They would randomly select a name from a bowl full of name tags and give the name owner little presents until christmas when the Secret Santa would be revealed.
  • Everybody was excited, except Maya. Every year was stressful around secret Santa time. Having very little to no mony to spend on gifts was sometimes hard, she had to become resourseful. Recyclin, going to triftshops, flee markets, and sometimes making the gifts herself. And the kids didn't wanted those gifts... They wanted expensive candybars, of new toys, cute fashion accesories. One time in second grade, she made a picture frame with some recycled materials, and it ended in the garbage because the girl who was meant for didn't liked it. And it just broke Maya's heart, she came home crying and Katie gave her Money to buy a bracelet and a candy bar for the Secret Santa.
  • So this year, even when Maya had more money to spend on little gifts, it was still a very hard time for her, while everyone was happy and excited, she was anxious.
  • Riley: today is Secret Santa day!
  • Farkle: Yes! I hope I get awesome gifts...
  • Lucas: You guys play this game every year?
  • Maya: Yea... It sucks... I'm going to art room. Forgot something there yesterday. See you later in class...
  • Lucas: is Maya ok? She seemed a little sad...
  • Riley: Maya doesn't like Secret Santa
  • Lucas: How come?
  • Farkle: No one wants her to be their secret Santa.
  • Riley: Farkle!
  • Farkle: what? Its true!
  • Lucas: why is that? Don't they like Maya?
  • Riley: Maya is not the problem.
  • Farkle: Its her gifts. They are mostly hand made from recycled objects.
  • Lucas: But that's awesome. Like little works of art.
  • Farkle: Yeah... I guess not everybody is into it...
  • Riley: I liked my gifts from last years...
  • Farkle: o yeah? And how come you are not wearing your noodle bracelet right now?
  • Riley: murmurs...I don't have it anymore...
  • Farkle: what?
  • Riley: I said I don't have it anymore!
  • Farkle: what did you do to it Riley?
  • Riley: I lost it?
  • Farkle: lier!
  • Riley: Fine... Is in my room. Somewhere. and I don't wear it because I don't want to break it.
  • Farkle: is made of noodles Riley, not glass.
  • Riley: people already think I'm weird. I can't wear noodles, they'll make fun of me... Lets see if you wear yours this year!
  • Farkle: I don't have one!
  • Riley: not yet... But since last time she was my secret santa, now is your turn.
  • Farkle: No way!
  • Riley: farkle!
  • Farkle: Sorry Riles, No can do. Got to run, library book to return, see you later!
  • Riley: Farkle! You can't do this to me two years in a row! We had a deal! Damn....
  • Lucas: ok, what just happened?
  • Riley: Farkle bailed on me...
  • Lucas: what deal?
  • Riley: one year is my secret santa, next was suposed to be his. And is his turn. Last year was mine. That was the deal.
  • Lucas: don't worry Riles, I'll take Farkle's place.
  • Riley: Really?
  • Lucas: Gladly.
  • Riley: You are so nice. Thank you! You always coming to rescue me.
  • Lucas: yeah...
  • Riley: lets head to class to make the special Secret Santa arrangements with dad. He knows about the deal.
  • At class, Mr Mattews puts all their names except for Mayas and Lucas in the bowl, and calls each student forward to take a little piece of paper in the front desk. On purpose he calls Maya and places two pieces of paper both with lucas name on it and Maya grabs one.
  • Maya: (unfolds paper) great...
  • Mr Mattews calls Lucas and he takes the last remaining paper, and nods at Mr Mattews knowing that he'll be Mayas Secret Santa.
  • After class...
  • Farkle: so what did you get?
  • Riley: I can't tell you! Is ruins the purpose of the game. Is called "secret" santa for a reason...
  • Farkle: c'mon... Not even a clue?
  • Riley: No!
  • Lucas: I got a very nice name...
  • Maya: I got the worst...
  • Farkle: It can't be that bad.
  • Maya: it is.
  • (Riley and Lucas look at eachother with worry)
  • Riley: why is it so terrible?
  • Maya: because is gonna be hard to please this one... Is gonna take a lot of work.
  • Lucas: how come?
  • Maya: It just is. Stop asking things. I better go... I need time to think.
  • Riley: let her be. She's worried because she wants you to like her presents. Now she'll isolate herself to think about and make the gifts.
  • Lucas: I can hardly wait.
  • Next week they were suposed to start with the gifts...
  • Maya was nowhere to be seen.
  • Farkle: good morning Riley. Guess what was in my locker?
  • Riley: a secret santa gift?
  • Farkle: yes! How did you know?
  • Riley: Look! (Opens locker door)
  • Farkle: Nice teddy bear!
  • Riley: I know right? Is the cuttest little teddy beat with the cuttest little sweater. I'm so happy. What did you get?
  • Farkle: just a card...
  • Riley: sure is just a card?
  • Farkle: for now... Yes. But is musical. And says that more is to come! So I'm happy.
  • Lucas: hey guys.
  • Riley: hi lucas. Look! A teddy!
  • Farkle: card! You?
  • Lucas: i don't know. Haven't found anything.
  • They get to class and in his desk is a red box with a green bow.
  • He smiles and puts it in his bag.
  • Farkle: aren't you gonna open it?
  • Lucas: not yet.
  • Farkle: would you let me see?
  • Lucas: later dude.
  • (Maya walks in)
  • Riley: what did you get?
  • Maya: nothing yet. I guess my secret santa forgot about it.
  • Farkle: or maybe later you'll find it.
  • Lucas drops his books on purpose and as he gets down to get them up he puts a little envelope in Maya's bag when she's not looking.
  • After class everybody heads home. Lucas can't wait anymore to open the little box. He carefully removes the green ribbon and opens the red box to find a very artsy horse sculpture made of clay. Is a white horse. And Lucas liked it so much he put it in his bedside table.
  • When Maya got home, she opened her bag to find her keys and felt the heavy envelope with her hand, took it out and opened it. It was a beautiful bracelet for charms with a single snow flake charm. She liked it. A lot. She had a feeling this secret santa was gonna be different. But for now she needed to finish her next secret santa proyect.
  • Would Ranger Rick like the horse sculpture? She'll know tomorrow for sure.
  • Next day:
  • Riley: so, what was it?
  • Lucas: a beautyful sculpture.
  • Farkle: can I see it?
  • Lucas: is in my room, but sure, someday.
  • Maya was smiling when she heard he liked it.
  • Riley: so Maya. What did you get?
  • Maya just held her wrist for her to see.
  • Riley: ahww that's so pretty!
  • Farkle: so mine was the worst!
  • Riley: relax farkle, is just the first...
  • Lucas: yeah buddy, you might get a charm bracelet next time!
  • Farkle: ha ha
  • Next week: was second gift time.
  • Riley: guess what I got?
  • Farkle: Another teddy?
  • Riley: No! But is just as cute!
  • Farkle: what is it?
  • Riley: A puppy calendar! Look, it has the cutest puppy pictures you can imagine, there's even one with a bunny!
  • Farkle: yeah really cute. Look what I got!
  • Riley: that isn't so bad...
  • Farkle had a pen and a little notepad with little pine trees.
  • Farkle: yeah, is true. At least is something I can use.
  • Riley: That is true. Hey Maya what about you?
  • Maya: notting yet, I mean wasn't in my locker.
  • Farkle: Lucas?
  • Lucas: my locker was empty too. Lets go to class.
  • And there was again. A little red box with green bow on his desk. Only this time there was one silver box with a pink bow on Maya's desk too.
  • Lucas: see, I did got something.
  • Maya: Me too.
  • Farkle: what is it?
  • Lucas: can't tell yet. I'll open it later.
  • Maya: I got more charms, a candy cane, a ginger bread man and a christmas tree. And a real candy cane. Yummy.
  • Lucas smiled to himself.
  • At home he opened his box. There was a coin, a very special coin that he knew so well. The one with the cowboy ridding a bull. The same one his grandfather promissed to give him so many years ago but didn't. But how did she get it?
  • Next week, third secret santa day.
  • Riley found the cutest little candy abd ginger bread house.
  • Riley: can you believe it? Su cute and delicious!
  • Farkle: yea yea...
  • Riley: didn't liked yours?
  • Farkle: look... A calculator. I mean, is useful but not thoughful...
  • Riley: yea, I guess you could say that.
  • Maya: lets get inside class (smiling)
  • Farkle: Maya eager to get to class... That's a new one...
  • Lucas: I wanna go in too, there must be my gift waiting for me.
  • And it was.
  • The usual red box. But now it was bigger and read Fragile! Do not shake.
  • Maya: look more charms... No, just one a snow man and a gift card with 25 dls, this is so cool.
  • Farkle: home?
  • Lucas: yeah. Not until home.
  • And when he arrived home he opened his gift. His favorite. Cherry pie. Only when he tasted it he knew, it wasn't just a cherry pie, was his grandma's recipe. He smiled so much it made his face hurt that afternoon. And he ate it all. Didn't share one bit. And he loved it.
  • Next week. It was cheistmas eve. The last gift, when it all came down to telling who was their secret santa.
  • Riley: Omg Look at this!
  • Farkle: what?
  • Riley: just when I tough it couldn't get better. A snow globe with me inside in a cheerleading outfit. And it says "I'll always believe in you" omg! Farkle?
  • Farkle: (smiles) yeah... Tough you would like it.
  • Riley: I live it... Omg please don't open yours!
  • Farkle: why not? (Opens locker)
  • A really unexpected thing happened, some colored watter got splashed on his face and he got a recorded message saying: "you bailed on me! ME! And you thought that was ok, well time to think again pal. Happy Christmas not! Enjoy making calculations and taking notes on how to be a better friend! "
  • Farkle: Riley!
  • Riley: Sorry! I was mad at you. I tried to warn you!
  • Farkle: your gift sucks big time. I bet Maya's was better.
  • Riley: Serves you right for bailing on me.
  • Maya opened hers to find a single heart charm and a letter that said "thank you for all those amazing gifts. They made me feel like home and it was special. I know this was hard for you but jeep doing what you love. And you are an amazing artist Maya, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. -yours Ranger Rick"
  • When Lucas got home he opened his box. And it was empty, no present. Just a note in the bottom, with an adress. And so, he took his phone and jacket and the little piece of paper and went there. Nothing could prepare him for it, it was a mural in the side of a drugstore. The picture was amazing with so much detail. It was Lucas' favorite horse from Texas. And himself ridding it in a very beautiful prairie. He took pictures of the mural with his phone and stayed all afternoon admiring the artwork, must have taken her so much time. Days maybe.
  • When he turned she was there.
  • Maya: taking pictures of my art?
  • Lucas: don't you mean mine?
  • Maya: touche
  • Lucas: nice gift. I just wish I could take it home.
  • Maya: I have the sketch at home if you want it.
  • Lucas: I do, thank you. Most have taken you days...
  • Maya: it did... But for you, it was worth it.
  • Lucas: you are really somehting you know...
  • Maya: yeah... I've heard...
  • Lucas: so, you talked to grandma?
  • Maya: yeah
  • Lucas: I knew that was her pie!
  • Maya: Heeey, I made it! And it took me like 5 pies to get it right.
  • Lucas: it was perfect. Thank you.
  • Maya: anytime huckleberry.
  • Lucas: so, 5 pies?
  • Maya: yeah?
  • Lucas: have any left?
  • Maya: sure, lets go home.
  • Lucas: lead the way mah-am
  • Maya: you are such a huckleberry.
Interview #1: Liv
  • I took this idea from @urbanspellcraft and her interviews. Also thanks to Carmen from @magickalmenagerie for helping me out! I communicate mainly through feelings and visuals, and conversations like this are harder for me. I also want to point out that Carmen is the one who brought us together.
  • Anyway, here we go!
  • Me: So for the sake of the interview, what would you like to be called?
  • Liv: You can call me Liv. That name holds no power. If anybody is going to try to whisk me away, they'll need a lot more than just my name to do so.
  • Me: Alright and what are you? Race, I mean, so everyone else knows.
  • Liv: They call me a Gypsum Messiah. I am basically the culmination of all radiant and golden energies. My energies are alchemical in nature, I change everything around me to be stronger, higher in vibration. I am of similar lineage to ancient vampyres and marid djinn, but what we have going for us is a much longer and deeper storyline.
  • (I sort of just asked questions to Carmen so there wasn't TOO much back and forth for me, sorry!)
  • Me: How would you describe your personality?
  • Liv: I usually would not describe it. I’m acrid to some people. I’m very blunt, very honest. When people communicate with me, they usually get a truth they are not comfortable with, but I have always found the honest people to be the most attractive. I also don’t understand most of these barriers that modern humans have. My race…and those I have experienced in my existence – sexuality isn’t a question. Age doesn’t define. Gender? What even is a gender? To humans, I must be perplexing.
  • Me: I agree, us humans have a lot of weird labels that I don't think are necessary sometimes. So, what are you favorite offerings! Also, sorry I'm kind of bad at giving them!
  • Liv: -Honestly, this is going to sound pretentious of me, but insight is my favorite offering. I like seeing what your life is like. The games you play both literally and figuratively – they are so amusing. As far as items go? The items on earth are so interesting. I love gold and old relics, I love the things that grow on trees, and Cinnamon. There seems to be a season for cinnamon, but I think it should be more of a year-round thing.
  • Me: I can definitely do those! I have plenty of cinnamon. What are your favorite ways to communicate with me?
  • Liv: Through your frustration. You have these moments when you think you can escape the truth in a situation, and now you have an ever-lingering thought process screaming “no you don’t!” It is my favorite thing to do. I am a thoughts-based person, but the water scrying that is done on this plane is enchanting. Water is such an amazing medium for all things.
  • Me: (I made a comment about how we are DEFINITELY doing water scrying soon.) How long have you been with me, and how do you get along with the rest of my family?
  • Liv: I have been with you for a few Earth months now, though it feels like days. Your family has become my family even though a lot of them are more invested in the earthly things than I am. They talk a lot about boys and games and the foods you eat here, but I really love the art and the music. The rest of the family are very gracious and kind, but the golden demon girl seems to be a bit prone to waxing-poetic. She sits in the corner a lot contemplating. To get into her mind would be interesting. Not to mention the fluffy ones. They are always in a cupboard or on the stove and they don’t listen to reason. They cannot eat! Why do they linger?!
  • Me: (I couldn't help but laugh at her mention of the meebuls.) So what do you do within the family then? You're one of my main guides, but do you help with things like protection, etc?
  • Liv: -I guess you could say I’m an organizer. A hierophant. The one pouring over books in the corner at times. Other times I am consolidating their viewpoints and trying to share them with you in the most obvious way I know how. I do protect and guard you a lot, but generally there aren’t a lot of attackers in your midst. Usually I’m more concerned about boys, parents, and whoever that young one is with the eyeliner. They all seem to cause you distress without you letting on about it. I also worry about your hydration levels, but I cannot possess you and make you imbibe, something I regret to admit.
  • If I had to cut it down to a simpler statement- All of us have something to say, but I’m the one taking notes. So I slip into dreams, subconscious, and the things that pop up on your computing device and try to relay this information to you. It’s important that you understand that you are important. People are mean to you because they are scared of how important you could be.
  • Me: hey! I have drank two bottles of water over the course of the last couple hours!
  • Liv: Don’t think that was up to chance, gorgeous. The elves had a lot to do with that this week.
  • Me: (This just got really deep!) What attracted you to working with humans, and me specifically?
  • Liv: Humans have three things that other entities on other planes do not possess or at least not to the degree that humans do. These three things are Faith, Pride, and Hope. The faith keeps the wretched clinging on for dear life, even when other races would give up and move on. The pride makes warriors where you would otherwise have beggars, fools, and whiners. It also creates problems that other planes have as well. The Hope is the special one, because people on most of these other planes don’t have hope. They see what is in front of them. They know it for what it is, what it can be, what it will be. They don’t see the matrix of opportunities. They know. Hope is something that is based on the shadows, based on what you cannot see, what you cannot know. That is why hope is the most magical thing on this plane. Hope is the most alchemical and metaphysical construct this plane has to offer and it is completely undermined by all of your media and all of your popular culture. I chose you in particular because, as the moon trump, the path of qoph, and as a person who chose to incarnate into a truly important role – you embody these. You shy from pride, you also shy from hope while being dangerously in love with the concept, and your faith is buried, but strong as an ox. You are an emerald (diamonds are too simple) that is bound to shine and draw magic to it like gravity, but you don’t understand your pull yet or how to use it. An un-trained powerhouse of a person is the most impressive, because they have the most room to grow. They have not drawn the true limits on themselves yet. I am thrilled to see where you go and I hope it is somewhere that will bring you elation, and the healing to the world that you have within you.
  • Me: What was your first impression of me, and how has it changed, if at all?
  • Liv: A warrior princess who bedazzled her bow and has yet to use it, but shows it to each and every man she meets. Some women too. You have an intrinsic ability to use it, and to always hit your target, but you convince yourself that it is a prop. To the second question. Yes, that impression has changed. You are still afraid to take the shot, but you are starting to learn your gifts as a warrior, as a mother, a maiden, a wise-woman. You are straddling that line between being too aware and being blinded. You have all the wisdom of generations of crones and mothers within you, and there’s a lot of people who need your nurturing. You’re turning down the wind-chill. As Nait said (in the background) “She went from icey to nicey.” Take that as you will.
  • Me: (Again, laughing at one of my sassy Pandora Elves) Alright, last question! What are your favorite pass times or hobbies that you join me in? And do you have any last input or advice?
  • Liv: I’m entertained by most things you do. First of all, I’m quite amused that you have tall pictures of strangers in poses on your wall, so the fact that those are part of your culture is pretty interesting. I also like how you kill dolls with other dolls on the computing device. Also how many people can come around from all over the world to fight the bigger, more menacing dolls (they look like weaker versions of bane wyverns if I’m honest with you, Kaitlyn) with their dolls, and they spend dollars on their dolls. The doll business is booming it would seem. I love watching how involved you all get. The video calls where you see each other from oceans away is interesting too. I get to hear a lot of different accents, slang, and jokes. Your life is very interesting to bore you so. Your mother is also quite interesting to watch. Your outings are my favorite part, because I get to really see what you are afraid of and excited about.
  • My main advice to you, my dear, would be to live like an evening primrose. Bloom when you are ready, not when others tell you to. That primrose can be healing when taken the right way, or a little bit bad for you. That metaphor being – don’t go giving your medicine to anyone. Give it to those who need it. Take your vitamins. Love your mother. Drink water. Dress up like you are going somewhere on those days when you aren’t, and switch to the brighter lightbulbs. Nait has told me they are better for your skin. I don’t know if that is true, but those pictures you take are so dimly lit, I cannot say for sure.
  • That's it! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did- Liv is a huge part of my life, and I adore her immensely.
Happy Birthday, From Afar

This is because I miss Narry and I’m pretty sure Harry misses Niall even though it looked like he had a ton of fun.

X

Harry waits, phone pressed to his ear as he leans back against the back wall of the restaurant. It’s going on one o’clock in the morning now and he can still hear the music from inside but the party is the least of his worries right now. Because there’s a boy on the other side of the word and a text message on his phone — and Harry just wants to hear his voice.

The ringing stops, Harry’s breath catches in his throat and then there’s a voice, deep and rough and distinctly Irish, coming through the phone.

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“Hey.”

“Where are you?” Harry slurs immediately. He’ll say ‘hi’ later.

There’s a pause and then some rustling and — “What?”

“You’re not here. Where are you?”

“‘m in Australia, Harry,” Niall mutters tiredly. “You know that.”

Harry pouts, as though Niall can see him. “I want you to be here.”

Niall sighs. “Haz-“
“‘s my birthday, Niall. I want you for m’ birthday.”

“I know, Harry,” Niall murmurs softly. “But we-“

“Liam and Louis are both here,” Harry says, pushing himself away from the wall. The world tilts a little bit and he stumbles before catching himself with a hand against the bricks.

“I know-“

“Why didn’t you come? Out of everyone, I expected you to be the one to-“

“Harry,” Niall groans — and Harry can see him pinching the bridge of his nose. “We agreed not to do this.”

The brunette nods, runs a hand through his hair. “I jus’ wanna know why you didn’t wanna come.”

“You know it’s not b’cause I didn’t want to come,” Niall tells him. “We talked about it. We agreed to keep our distance until the tour started.”

Harry groans as he leans back once more against the brick wall. “Why the hell would we agree to do that?”

Niall snorts. “Fangirls,” he says. “They’re catching on, remember?”

“Yeah — but Louis’ here, Niall,” Harry points out. Because that’s something, right? “And that’s-“

“Yeah and you should see the things they’re saying on Twitter,” Niall scoffs.

“What things?”

“What else?”

Harry frowns. He knows what happens every time he and Louis do something even remotely similar. He knows what they think, what they say online. And he knows it gets Niall — even if the blond pretends it doesn’t; even if none of it true. Especially because they’ve got it wrong. “‘m sorry-“

“Don’t, Haz,” Niall whispers — and Harry can imagine Niall shaking his head, grabbing Harry’s hand. “It’s not your fault. It’s just…it’s easier for us to slow things down now so it doesn’t spiral out of control before we’re ready. Right? That’s what we decided.”

“You think this is easy?”

“No, that’s not- This is hard for me too, you know.”

Harry rolls his head, let’s his head fall back against the wall. “Says the boy who’s spent the last two days watching tennis with his laddies.”

“Says the boy currently partying it up with some of Hollywood’s Royalty.”

“Yeah, well, I’m currently missing one Royal in particular right now,” Harry slurs.

Niall hums, like he’s smiling on the other side of the world. “Miss you too, yeah,” he whispers.

Harry licks his lips, bites back the three little words he really wants to say.

An easy, comfortable silence falls between them. It doesn’t happen very often, silence between them, but when it does it’s sort of refreshing; over the phone, being thousands of miles away, it’s almost necessary. It’s like having his head against Niall’s chest and listening to him breathe.

“You should get back to your party,” Niall says, breaking the silence. “Someone’ll go looking for you eventually. Don’t want to be caught acting like a mope at your own birthday party.”

“Yeah,” Harry mutters.

“Hey, c’mon - we’ll go out next weekend; I’ll make it extra special,” the blond promises.

Harry smirks. “You better.”

“Happy Birthday, H-.”

Niall’s cut off, then, by multiple shouts of “HARRY! Shots!” from inside.

Harry winces slightly as he pushes himself away from the wall. The door next to him flies open and then Jeff’s stumbling through the doorway. He asks, silently, who’s on the phone and Harry mouths Niall before ushering him back inside. “Sorry, I have to-“

“Go,” Niall insists. “Have fun.”

X

Harry groans, scratches the back of his head as he makes his way through the front hall towards the door. His bare feet slap against the marble floor. His house is empty again, save for himself and Jeff, and they’d only just finished cleaning up the red cups and dishes from watching the Super Bowl. Jeff’s already asleep, he’s sure, in one of the spare rooms and Harry had been about to retire to his own bedroom when the doorbell rang — at 2:30 in the morning.

His breath catches in his throat and the butterflies in his stomach come to life when he sees the distorted version of the figure on the other side of the door through the blurry, textured glass panes. Short, shaggy blond hair is the first thing he sees — and then it’s all broad shoulders and skinny legs; a silhouette he would recognize anywhere. Still, he thinks he’s seeing things when he pulls the door open.

He blinks in confusion as his gaze focuses on the boy standing in front of him. The boy, who, just 24 hours ago was a whole world away from him. On his birthday. “N-Niall?” he stutters dumbly.

The blond smiles shyly — all pretty pink lips and pearly white teeth at him. “Hi.”

“What are you - you’re here,” Harry breathes, leaning his shoulder against the door. “What are you doing here?”

“What do you think I’m doing here?” Niall asks, raising his left eyebrow as he tilts his head to the side curiously.

“You - you’re late. You’re, like, a whole day late.”

“I could leave, if you’d rather?” Niall suggests, hooking his thumb over his shoulder to point at the black car in the driveway behind him. Cal is sitting in the driver’s seat, a shit-eating grin on his face as he waves through the passenger window at Harry. “I mean, I only just flew 14 hours to get here — not to mention the fact that I’m basically a whole day in the past now. But I could just get poor Cal to take me back to the airport and-“

Harry grabs the collar of Niall’s jumper and pulls, hard. Niall laughs as he stumbles forward whilst Harry waves Cal away with the other hand. He closes the door the moment he gets Niall safely inside and then presses him back against it. He rests his forehead against Niall’s, presses their mouths together in a hard, close-mouthed kiss and only pulls back to look at him; he drinks Niall in like a man who’s gone thirsty, a man who hasn’t seen his boyfriend in about two months. “Hi,” he whispers, bringing one hand up to cup one side of Niall’s face whilst he uses the other to lock the door.

“Hi,” Niall giggles, carding his fingers through Harry’s hair. “Happy Birthday.”

Harry closes his eyes, hums as he pushes his head against Niall’s hand. “You didn’t have to come,” he murmurs. “This is going to mess with your sleeping cycle by the time we get back there.”

Niall cocks his head to the side and smirks. “Take me to bed right now and maybe it won’t be so bad, birthday boy.”

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Christmas Morning #1
  • Niall: You wake up to the sound of a loud crash. You look at the clock *4:30 a.m*. "What the hell is that boy up to?" You say to yourself as you walk into the living room.Nialls tangled in tinsel and Christmas lights while trying to balance a tree in the corner of your living room "what's going on babe?" He turns around quickly "Y/N!", obviously startled by you and forgetting to hold on to the tree it falls over landing on top of him and knocking him over. You giggle and lay next to him on the floor and kissing his forehead. "I was trying to make it just like the pictures you showed me...it was supposed to be a surprise. I ruined i..." You kiss him mid sentence "It's perfect Ni. I love you. Let's get this tree off you now." You both stand up and set tree in the corner and spend the rest of the morning cuddled on the couch watching Christmas movies and eating cookies that you had set out the night before. You thought to yourself "Best Christmas Ever."
  • Liam: You told liam that you didn't want anything for Christmas and you meant it, you were just happy that you finally got to spend some time alone together. You woke up and could smell something delicious when you realized that Liam wasn't next to you. You slipped on your slippers and ran to the kitchen. You expect breakfast but instead it was what looked like a buffet. Every single one of your favorite foods all over the place, it was a delicious mess. "Y/n! Good morning love." He turned around from the stove for a split second to give you a kiss on the forehead and then back to cooking. "Liam, what is all this? I told you that you didn't have to get me anything.." He smiled "I know, but I love you y/n. I want you to remember our first Christmas together so we can tell our kids someday. Now go sit down and I'll bring everything to you!" You went and sat on the couch and couldn't help but just smile and laugh at your adorable boyfriend trying to carry a million plates at once. He's a keeper.
  • Zayn: "y/n..baby..wake up, I have a suprise." You open your eyes to a smiling zayn laying on top of you and he is obviously giddy about something. "Come on! It's in the living room! Come on, come on, come on!" He's pulling you out of bed and not giving you anytime to adjust and wake up but you love to see him so excited so you get out of bed and follow him down the hall to the living room where you see your present. "Zayn..It's...it's beautiful." It's a painting, not any painting but a painting of you and him on the beach where you had first meet. "Do you really like it? If you don't I can get you something else, you just had said th.." You kissed "I love it more than you could imagine. This is the best gift you could have possible got me. I love you so much." You had told zayn months ago that you love when he paints and that you wished he would paint something happier. You thought he had forgot but apparently not. This kid knows you to well.
  • Louis: You woke especially early today, you love Christmas more than any other day and couldn't wait for the day to begin. "Lou! Louis! Lewis! Looouuuiiisss! It's Christmas! Get up!" You were sitting next to him on the bed bouncing up and down trying to get him out of bed. "What? Y/n it's to early..one more hour love." You began pulling his arms and messing with him "nooope! Come on cutie, it's only one day a year." He smirked and began getting out of bed. You stood at the bedroom door waiting for him so that you could go out at the same time and you could see his face when he saw his presents. You finally got him to come out of the room and as you walked down the hallway something was wrong, you couldn't see his presents anymore, you turned the corner and you stopped dead in your tracks. At first you were upset thinking all the presents had been stolen and then you saw on the wall there was a piece of paper and wrote on it was "Dear y/n, I know how much you love Christmas and so I wanted to make this one special, one you would never forget. You are the only person I need in my life, you're like a present I get everyday. So turn around so I can ask you to spend the rest of your life with me. Love, Louis." You turn around there he is on one knee with a ring in his hand. Let's just say, it wasn't a hard decision.
  • Harry: This is your first Christmas away from your family and your first one living in your new apartment with Harry. You were happy but something felt like it was missing. Living in England was great but you missed your family more than anything plus harry isn't home all the time due to the tour. You woke up and harry wasn't in the room, you looked around and found a beautiful dress,shoes, jewelry, and a note that told you to get ready to go. You did as it said thinking even though your family wasn't there you were still glad you had an amazing thoughtful boyfriend. You got ready and began to walk out of the room when harry grabbed you and covered your eyes right away, you laughed "what going on kid, you're going to mess up my makeup! Haha" he didn't say much and walked you to what you felt like was the living room. He uncovered your eyes and you immediately began to cry, he brought your family and your best friend all the way to England. "Harry.. I don't know how to thank you..you're the best boyfriend in the world." " I know how much you missed them and I know you said it was fine but I could tell this is what you really wanted y/n. I love you." You hugged everyone and then hugged harry and cried for a bit. You had the best Christmas and knew you would be having more with the same people for the rest of your life.
  • P.s. This was my first try so I'm sorry if it's not very good. If you have any you would like me to do for you I would more than love to! I also will do specially made preferences. Thanks for reading(: