idk i learned how to do this and i was excited so here

blue’s voltron bayard ability being unlocked + consequences?

i think that allura is going to unlock blue’s bayard ability in voltron and that it’s going to be a sort of catalyst for lance’s insecurities that we’ve been watching build up.

first off, i’d like to say that allura is an excellent paladin, progressing much MUCH faster than any of the other paladins we’ve seen. even with the rough start, she really is turning out to be her father’s daughter– she unlocked blue’s freeze ray AND the sonic amplifier in ONE episode, when it’s taken everyone else the course of two seasons to unlock these lion specific abilities. technically, she’s learning so fast it’s almost scary. i mean, imagine if the rest of the paladins had picked up their lions abilities this quick?

allura is quite literally the most naturally talented paladin we’ve seen so far, with a great connection to blue, and it’s clearly noticeable. as a matter of fact, allura’s excellence + (clone?) shiro’s return is why we have this room scene with lance and keith, where lance even points out what a great job allura is doing.

furthermore, we see keith agree with lance here, going “that’s true.” i’m pretty sure that lance is directly foreshadowing future seasons in this scene here. we’ve seen keith unlock voltron’s sword, pidge unlock voltron’s shield, hunk unlock the shoulder canon, and shiro unlock voltron’s wings– but we have yet to see the physical manifestation of the blue lion in voltron. it’s almost like a secret? we didn’t even see blue’s ability in the flashback with the original paladins, when we saw the red lion’s sword, green lion’s shield, and the black lions wings being put to use. so why haven’t we, by the third season, seen what the blue lion can do?

because allura, our fastest progressing paladin, will be the one to unlock it! which is GREAT, i’m excited and already super proud of her, but i think that there WILL be consequences to this. namely, lance’s reaction to not being the one to unlock blue’s ability. as pointed out in this great post, lance and keith’s conversation here was a good attempt at communication, but overall, a failure. lance didn’t leave that interaction with any of his insecurities/concerns actually assuaged– he still thinks that he’s the least capable “soldier” out of the paladins and i think that when allura unlocks the blue lion’s next ability this scene here is seriously gonna come back to bite us. we’ve been receiving hints of lance’s personal doubts and insecurities for awhile and i think that this is where we’re gonna see lance finally hit his boiling point and decide that he’s not fit to be a paladin.

seeing as how the clone shiro theories are turning out pretty solid, and that we saw pidge by herself (going after matt?) in the japanese s3/4 trailer, i think that lance’s insecurities peaking and him deciding to take some sort of drastic action is going to be one of many events that’s gonna lead to team voltron falling apart in future seasons…. hopefully, only briefly.

Thanks for the massage bruh!

This happened couple years ago. Long story, TL:DR at the end.

I was a student and i was working shit tons to be able to pay for my school. I was driving a cab or a limo at nights so I usually would skip classes except exams or finals. It was one of days that i had to be in school for a final exam. This exam would determine if i need to go another semester or not.

I borrowed my friends car that day. I was kinda hungry. After a quick drive thru, i grabbed some burger king. We hit a red light. I knew it was a long one. I pulled out fries, opened a ranch sauce and i was enjoying the fuck out of them fresh fries. Until i look at the rear view mirror. I was the very first car at the lights, in a super busy street. I saw a buick in the mirror, coming at me really fast. I totally knew that he/she wouldn’t be able to stop. I put it on park, pushed the hand brake (i’m still holding the ranch sauce.)and stepped on the brake so she won’t hit and push me to the crossing street. Sure enough she hit the brakes, her car slided and rear ended me. It was a noisy hit but i knew it wouldn’t damage the car too bad. Being a driver gives you that experience. It was the 4th time i was rear ended that year. Big city traffic. Smh.

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Expecto Patronum

Sooo I’m rereading OotP right now, and idk I just kinda thought of this, so I took the idea and ran with it. Not sure if it’s good or not lmao


As Harry walked into the Room of Requirement, he smiled and happily began setting up for that week’s DA meeting. He was really looking forward to this one, as was everyone else, because he was finally going to begin teaching them the Patronus Charm. Just as he had finished getting everything ready, there was a knock on the door, and Ron and Hermione quickly entered. It wasn’t long until everyone had arrived, and they could finally begin.

The meeting started out as they usually did. Everyone simply greeted each other, and once they had all settled down, Harry explained what they would be doing. At the mention of conjuring a patronus, there were murmurs of excitement going around the room. Just as Harry was about to begin giving instructions on how to do this difficult charm, there was another knock on the door.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged looks of apprehension. Everyone seemed to have the same thought in mind as the three of them: What if it’s Umbridge?

“If it were her, I don’t think she would be so polite as to simply knock,” Hermione muttered, attempting to quell everyone’s worry despite her own being very evident on her face.

Harry gave everyone a look that told them all to remain quiet as he cautiously approached the door. He put his hand on the doorknob and slowly turned it, opening the door a crack, through which his eyes immediately spotted a shock of white-blond hair.

Harry slammed the door and turned to the group with wide eyes. Ron and Hermione rushed over to him.

“It’s Malfoy,” he said anxiously.

They all knew Malfoy was keen on getting anyone who wasn’t in Slytherin into trouble, especially those in Gryffindor, and would certainly stoop as low as working with Umbridge to do so.

“Did he see you?” Ron asked.

“I think so, but-” Harry was cut off by yet another knock.

Just like the first knock, it was not one of brute force that demanded entrance, but a polite knock, as if asking permission to come in.

“Maybe you should just…see what he wants?” Hermione suggested.

“Right, and land myself in detention, carving words into my hand for the rest of the year. No thanks, Hermione, I’ll pass.”

“Well you said that you think he saw you, so if what he wants is to rat you out to Umbridge, he would have done it already, but he’s still here.”

Harry looked around and saw that everyone’s eyes were on him.

“Fine. I’ll see what he wants. While I do that, you guys can all just pair up, and practice some of the stuff we worked on previously.”

They all hesitantly did as Harry asked, and Harry then turned back to the door. With a large sigh, he tugged it open and quickly stepped outside so Malfoy couldn’t see who else was in the room.

“What do you want?” Harry snapped, giving Malfoy a sharp glare.

Draco was slightly taken aback at Harry’s hostility, though it wasn’t entirely unexpected.

“I wanted to join in on your meeting…”

Harry attempted to feign innocence.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

Draco rolled his eyes and snorted.

“Come off it, Potter. You act like you all do a good job of keeping it a secret, running around school muttering about meetings and spells together. It’s a wonder how Umbridge doesn’t know exactly what you’re all up to yet. I mean I knew she was quite dense, but come on.”

Harry just stared at Draco for a few moments. Maybe he was just waiting for Harry to confess so he could run and tell her.

Draco could clearly see what Harry was thinking.

“Look, I want to pass my OWLs just as much as you all do. My parents would have a right fit if I received anything less than an E on any of them. And speaking of my parents, well, as you know, my father isn’t exactly…morally correct. I know as well as you that Voldemort is on the rise again, and I’m not going to lie…I’m scared. I put on a show for my father of acting like I agree with Voldemort’s intentions, but I don’t. I want to learn how to defend myself, too, because when it comes down to it, Voldemort doesn’t care about blood status; if he doesn’t like you, it doesn’t matter if you’re pureblood or a mud- er…muggle born. He’ll kill you without a second thought.”

Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. For whatever reason, maybe because Draco was giving him a look that made him feel something funny in his stomach, he decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Fine, you can come in. But you’ll have to sign something.”

Harry figured that if Malfoy was just going to run and tell on them all afterwards, at least they would all have the small consolation of him having horrendous acne all over his face.

When the two of them stepped back into the Room of Requirement, everyone turned to stare at Malfoy, and then Harry with disbelief.

“Uhm…we have a new member,” he said awkwardly before grabbing the parchment with all of their signatures and having Malfoy sign.

Everyone eyed Draco skeptically, but said nothing.

“Right, now that that’s all settled, I guess we can get started on patronuses.”

Harry explained the incantation to them all: how to do it, what it’s used for, and how each is unique to the person casting it.

Harry then easily casted his patronus, a great stag erupting from the end of his wand, to demonstrate.

Everyone, especially Draco, Harry noticed, was staring at him in awe.

“So that’s really it. Just think of something really happy, and say the words. It seems quite easy, but don’t be discouraged if you don’t get it right away. It’s really advanced magic.”

They all had forgotten about Draco’s presence and quickly got into groups or pairs, excited to try the charm themselves.

Unsurprisingly, Draco was left without a partner, so Harry begrudgingly offered to work with him. 

Expecto Patronum,” Draco muttered for what seemed like the thousandth time, still without any effect. Harry was beginning to take pity on him. He knew how frustrating it was.

“You’re not thinking of a happy enough memory. Just take a break and try to think of something else while I go around and check on how everyone else is doing.”

Draco simply nodded and watched as Harry walked off to a different group, smiling at Luna Lovegood as she showed him her patronus that took the form of a hare.

Draco sighed and started to feel worse as he watched every other person in the room have a go at the charm. Even if they were unable to cast a clear, full patronus, they all at least had silver mist coming from their wands. Draco attempted the charm once more on his own, but nothing happened. No glorious animal and no silver mist; just utter disappointment. He couldn’t understand why this was so difficult for him, as he had never had trouble with the charms they performed in Defense Against the Dark Arts before.

After Harry had made his rounds, he returned to Draco.

“Ready to try again?” Harry asked cheerily, though he was unsure why. This was Malfoy he was talking to, after all.

“I guess so,” Draco grumbled before raising his wand and saying the words. To no surprise, nothing happened, and Draco rolled his eyes, annoyed with his own incompetence.

Harry quirked an eyebrow at him.

“Are you sure you’re thinking of something happy?”

Draco shot him a glare but said nothing. He tried and failed a few more times before finally just giving up. Harry looked at him sympathetically, and was about to say something to him, but then he realized the time, and quickly rushed everyone out, assuring them that he’d let them know when their next meeting would be.

Harry hadn’t realized that there was still one person remaining in the room with him. When he turned and saw Draco still standing there, he jumped slightly.

“I just wanted to apologize…for wasting your time.”

Harry shook his head.

“You didn’t waste my time, Malfoy. The whole point of this is to help people learn proper defense. Today’s lesson was really difficult magic that some grown wizards cannot even perform.”

“Well, no one else seemed to have trouble with it.”

“They all knew what we would be doing at today’s meeting and probably read up on it a bit. It’s nothing to beat yourself up about.”

“I couldn’t even get that stupid silver mist to come out of my wand, Potter,” Draco spat.

“It’s okay, we’re going to keep working on it.”

“There’s no point in me even coming again. I’m obviously helpless.”

Harry rolled his eyes at how overdramatic Draco was being, but at the same time, he could see how much this was bothering him, and really wanted to help.

“Maybe it’s your wand movement. Here, watch me.” Harry quickly pulled out his wand and aimed it at nothing in particular. “Expecto Patronum.”

Draco watched, as the silver stag once again appeared. Harry let it trot around for a bit before pulling his wand away.

“Now you try.”

Harry watched as Draco prepared to try again.

“Stop,” he said as Draco began moving his arm. “You’re not starting the motion correctly.”

Harry moved behind Draco and put his hand around his wrist to reposition his arm. Draco blushed at the contact. Harry then helped Draco do the full motion.

After doing this a few times, Harry released Draco’s wrist and told him to try again. This time, a bit of silver mist shot from the end of Draco’s wand, and he quickly turned around excitedly to look at Harry, who was beaming at him.

“Did you see that?”

Harry chuckled.

“I did. See, you’re already making progress. You just have to be a bit more positive.”

Harry then took in Draco’s expression. He was sure this was the first time he had ever seen him smiling in a way that wasn’t sinister or sarcastic. The way his lips so easily curved up into that grin was lovely. Harry’s eyes focused on Draco’s lips for several moments, and he soon realized how close the two of them were to each other. Harry thought back to that funny feeling Draco had given him before, but this time, it was amplified. If before he had butterflies in his stomach, they were hippogriffs now. 

Harry smiled back and took a small step closer, nearly closing the distance between him and Draco, who was giving Harry a questioning look, but not moving away.

From the way Draco was gazing at him, Harry had a feeling Draco felt the same way he did. Without a second thought, Harry closed his eyes and leaned in, softly pressing his lips to Draco’s.

It was a short kiss, but they both pulled away smiling, and before either of them could say or do anything else, Draco lifted his wand and, with confidence, shouted, “Expecto Patronum!”

Harry watched as something huge appeared. A magnificent, silver dragon flew about the room, and Harry couldn’t help but grin. He had never seen anything like it. He hadn’t even known it was possible to cast a dragon patronus.

After a while, Draco allowed the dragon to disappear, and he smiled at Harry.

“I guess I just needed something happier to think about.”

Harry blushed slightly but laughed.

“I guess so.”

Draco smiled slyly and leaned in to give Harry another quick kiss.

“I’ll remember that one for next time,” he said with a wink before turning and walking out of the Room of Requirement, looking forward to next week’s meeting.

anonymous asked:

ahh your kang daniel au was so cute, i absolutely adore all of your university au's anxiwmxomw 😭 if you wouldn't mind, could you maybe do one for ong seongwoo as well? thank you so much, angel, have a great day!! 💖

like ten people asked for ong,,,so here’s his mini college au~~ 
find kang daniel (here) ^^ 

  • major: interior design 
  • sports: did football team with daniel for like a week,,,,dropped it and picked up swimming instead LOL
  • when people first meet him they all think he’s a serious like physics major who wants to be an engineer or a doctor,,,,,like he’s handsome and smart,,,,straight from a webcomic kinda boy
  • bUT jokes on them he’s into interior design and likes looking at textiles and getting excited over his new ikea catalogue coming in the mail
  • actually despises the fact that you need to take college algebra for the major because like ugh maTH 
  • tried to bribe daehwi into doing his homework for him but daehwi was like 50 bucks or i suddenly cant do simple addition and seongwoo was like im bROKE
  • and daehwi was like hmmm too bad ask daniel or something
  • is bestfriends and roommates with daniel which is really funny because one side of the room is covered in drawings and designs with messy canvas bags full of fabric samples and sketchbooks ,,,,,, while the other side is strung up with posters on medical safety procedures and daniels leaning tower of paramedic course books 
  • but their friendship is super cute seongwoo keeps going like “bro if we’re both sad and alone at 40 lets just adopt a dog together or something-” and daniel is like “that sounds good but no dog. 12 cats.”
  • but again they’re both like heartthrobs on campus,,,,there’s a fanclub dedicated to gushing over seongwoo when he’s in the library studying just because everyone wants to see that handsome side profile tbh
  • little do they know that virtually every close friend of his has like 3943 photos of seongwoo doing the ugLIEST faces on snapchat and shit for the Memes
  • jisung and him are in an ongoing rivalry for who has the superior shocked face they have contests like every time they meet up LOL
  • you’re actually friends with seongwoo through a class you take together,,,that dreaded college algebra,,,, and one day seongwoo tells you that he likes to drum
  • which is ,,,,,,like a dream of yours,,,,,you’ve always wanted to learn how to play and you practically beG him to teach you
  • and seongwoo being seongwoo is like ,,,,,,,, give me the answers to this weeks homework and i will
  • and ur like FINE but ,,,,idk if the answers will be write and seongwoo shrugs like it doesn’t matter as long as i don’t need to look @ numbers,,,,im good
  • so you agree to meet up in the music department later like at 8 and when you get there thankfully the drum set for the college band is free
  • and you sit down eagerly,,,,trying to do a flip of the sticks before seongwoo takes them away and you’re like HEY and he’s like “first things first - cool drummers dont flip their sticks in the air like fools”
  • and ur like -____- fine whatever where do we start then
  • and for a couple of weeks you and seongwoo meet up in the evenings so he can teach you
  • and at first it’s super casual and fun,,,you guys talk about how much you hate college algebra,,,how you keep seeing minki’s face on flyers for student government elections,,,,,how the lights in all the dorms flicker for like a good three minutes before actually turning off
  • like the usual,,,and then one day you’re sitting,,,,trying out a technique seongwoo showed you but you keep skipping a part
  • so he comes over,,,,,putting his arms around you from behind and settling them on your wrists so e can guide your hands
  • and for the first time,,,,,you’re hyper aware of how,,,,,close seongwoo is
  • how he smells like fresh laundry,,,,how the vein running up his arm looks,,,,and when you make the mistake of turning your face to see him 
  • ,,,,,,you highlight the sharp curve of his jaw,,,his dark and alluring eyes,,,,the perfect slope of his nose,,,,and his neck,,,,,
  • the warmth of his body makes you suddenly freeze up and when seongwoo notices how tense your arm has gotten he lets go,,,,
  • and for a second neither of you say anything 
  • seongwoo opens his mouth but you just shake your head before he can speak 
  • and you’re like “no, i know. don’t say it,,,i know you,,,,aren’t interested,,,,and i made it awkward,,,,,im sorry- im going to go-”
  • and seongwoo seems like he wants to grab you before you can go but you escape his outstretched arm just in time to run out
  • seongwoo left standing in the room,,,,,,confused and hurt as you make your way toward the dorms telling yourself over and over
  • that you ruined it,,,,a good friendship,,,,,with the sudden realization that you didn’t want just friendship at all did you,,,,
  • and it’s not like you skip college algebra because of seongwoo noooo haha you totally got sick and had to not come
  • but,,,,,,you know sooner or later you’re going to have to see him but you really r e a l l y dont want too
  • unfortunately,,,, it comes even sooner because someone knocks on your dorm and you think it’s your roommate,,,but when you open it 
  • seongwoo is there,,,,
  • and you’re like “w-what is it?” and he’s like looking down but when he meets your eyes he gives you that smile,,,,the one with the dimple and it makes your heart hurt but he waves the textbook he brought with him and he’s like “since you were sick,,,,i thought i should come and help you catch up?”
  • and you know seongwoo hates that class,,,that he’d never tutor someone else in it,,,,,let alone you so you want to shut the door and tell him you’re still sick
  • but seongwoo pulls a mask out of his pocket and is like ‘i can wear this so you don’t cough on me!!’ and you cant tell if he’s being silly or if he really just wants to talk to you
  • so you end up sitting beside each other on your bed and it’s,,,,,awkward until seongwoo finally takes a deep breath and turns to you
  • “you said you knew i wasn’t interested,,,,,but how could you say that?”
  • you kind of frown and you’re like,,,because we ,,,,,are just friends? you’ve never made any moves and you’re swarmed by people liking you all the time what is there-”
  • but seongwoo puts up his hand and is like “ok, but do i devote my time to those people? to teach them to play drums? to laugh with them in class? outside of class? do you know i blew of daniel for you,,,,,that’s a lot coming from me that dudes my soulmate”
  • and ur like ?????? wait so is it daniel or - and seongwoo is like nO like my bro soulmate but you,,,,,,it’s different i,,,,
  • he seems to suddenly get shy,,,,scratching at his cheek and you’re like ??? and he’s like “when i was,,,,,teaching you,,,with my hands on yours,,,,,,,i wanted to,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s hard to say this but i wanted to pull you closer,,,,,,,,god this is embarrassing,,,,,”
  • and you’ve never seen seongwoo blush until now and like,,,,,it’s so fREAKING cute that you just need to scoot closer
  • and seongwoo is like ! 
  • and you’re like “,,,,,i,,,,,wanted you to hold me closer too.” 
  • with a small smile he turns his body toward you,,,opening his arms and he’s like “well,,,,i can still do that. come here.”
  • and you can’t believe it but you and seongwoo fall back onto your bed,,,,you in his arms laughing at how silly this is
  • and seongwoo leans down,,,,brushing your hair from your face and he’s about to kiss you when the doorknob turns and you’re like mY ROOMMATE
  • and you throw him a bit and soengwoo ends up on the floor,,,hair a mess and eyes wide and you’re like sitting on the bed and ur roommate is just like oh,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ill come back in twenty bye
  • and with that you and seongwoo let out a sigh but he climbs back up on the bed and starts tickling you because oW thrOWING HIM OFF WAS thaT NECESSARY 
  • dating college!seongwoo: he totally misplaces everything like he cant even find his own notebook so you’d probably have to be the one to be like seongwoo no no your laptop is under the desk drawer and your sketch book is on the shelf no no not the bottom shelf babe listen to me-, he looks extra fluffy in the mornings when he’s still got his hair uncombed and his eyes are sleepy but he’s also super soft because his voice gets lower and he just wants to cuddle, like seriously seongwoo just always wants to cuddle and hold hands, you could both be sweltering out in the sun on the quad and no matter how sweaty your palms get he’ll be like no we need to hold onto each other i need everyone to know you’re with me, pretends to not know that he’s being sexy when he’s laying down and his shirt is pulled up a little and he keeps pocking his tongue out to run across his lips and ur like seongwoo dont do that i need to study and he’s like do what~ and ur like oh my god,,,,,sends you random close ups of parts of his face and is like am i handsome~ do u still love me~, is a lil jealous that you and daniel get along so well but also is really happy because whenever you guys hangout together it’s a blast, does the occasional corny thing like buys you a big teddy bear that he names after himself or does a dance to try get you to give him extra kisses but it’s all worth it because he’s adorable, wants matching sweaters soooo bad and keeps dropping hints, likes when you sit in his lap and he plays with your hair while you read outloud to him, whenever you’re a little upset or scared he sings gently against your ear and it calms you down, when you can you take baths together and he keeps trying to get you to make him a bubble beard LOL 
Modern SNS AU

Where Naruto and Sasuke are connected to Tumblr almost all the time, and then one of them bumps into the other’s blog because some of his selective blogs are common between them.

Naruto thinks that avenger2307 is a total emo and Sasuke just knows that ramenslover10 is as silly as his name. Neither of them realizes exactly how things start, but suddenly they are both rebloging their posts and invading their blogs just to criticize them.

Naruto continues to say that avenger2307 is depressed and negative and an idiot about everything and a total emo and shouldn’t infect others about his emo-ish attitude and Sasuke just keeps replying that at least he is not obsessed with some damn stupid noodles and posting silly videos all over the day and photos of cats in costumes and making others lose their valuable time of day and Naruto is just like “Hey! First of all, it’s RAMEN, and it’s delicious, idiot, and second, the videos are not silly, they are FUN, third, what kind of person doesn’t like cats with costumes, you bastard? And fourth, if it bothers you so much, why do you visit my blog and read it and SEE the silly videos, huh?” And Sasuke only answers with an "Hn, dobe”, and Naruto has no idea why he’s so mad, but he only knows he is.

They continue to do that for a long time (a long, long time) until it becomes routine. One of them will write something and the other will comment an insult or criticism. Both begin to follow each other for the sole purpose of arguing.

It is silly, and probably stupid, because they fight all the time and publicly, but somehow it has become ordinary and both become the primary focus of the other. Sasuke will find himself waiting for the dumbs videos to see daily or the stupid, goofy cat picture that maybe, just maybe will not seem so silly this time. Naruto will find himself checking his cell phone during classes waiting for a depressive or negative post about a class or a person or life in general just to see how he can turn it into something positive just for the sheer pleasure of bothering his emo life. Because it feels good, somehow.

And then, a few weeks later, avenger2307 stops publishing things one day and Naruto is so focused on him in that time that he cannot help but notice and it hurts. And the absence is prolonged and prolonged. Two days, three days, a week, and Naruto doesn’t want to admit he’s worried, because he’s a stubborn idiot, but he is. Naruto doesn’t want to admit that he actually misses that, misses his emo mood and their interactions and their arguments and his posts, but he does. He misses him and his depressingly blog and he can’t help but notice the stupid gap that opens empty in his stomach and swallows every time he log in again and avenger2307 is still absent.

But then he returns, avenger2307 RETURNS, posting one of the most jerk-typing and depressing posts about his city’s internet service and the fact that he had no network for TWO weeks and Naruto can’t help but laughs because he thinks he’s a pessimistic idiot, but it’s fine, it’s fine, because avenger2307 HAVE RETURNED, and it’s still him, still as grumpy and whining, and he’s there again.

And Naruto knows it’s stupid and ridiculous how good it feels to see him again there, on his screen, because he is supposed to dislike him, he is supposed to be annoyed that he actually returned. He knows he’s being dumb and it’s embarrassing, but he doesn’t care. So he press the option to “like” the post and, without even thinking about it, goes to the private message tray and clicks on the user bubble of avenger2307 and writes “Wow, about time, busy being emo in real life? it must be hard, no one knows how to do it like you”, and then he sends it. And first he believes that he is witty and congratulates himself because he has finally sent a message in private, but then avenger2307 doesn’t answer. And it passed two minutes, three minutes, four… and Naruto’s stomach hurts because he has just sent a private message, a message in which he practically points out how desperate he was to talk to him and also flatters his emo attitude and Oh by Ramen’s God, what did you just do? That’s…

“Hn. Worried, dobe? I already know that I’m good on what I do, you don’t need to say it. But no, my internet fell. Did you like my post and didn’t even read it, dumbass? Wow, I didn’t know how much you admired me.”

And Naruto smiles because avanger2307 in fact answered his message, (as arrogant and idiotic as ever, because he was a bastard), but he answered and now they can really talk to each other. And Naruto finally can crush avenger’s ego in private without others bothering them.

.

The days pass and they keep talking and Naruto actually learns things, he learns that avenger2307 is more fun than it looks, even if he makes jokes that Naruto doesn’t understand always, or even if they are too dark that they shouldn’t be fun. Naruto actually learns that he is a total nerd and that he likes math and school. He learns that he is a boy and that he has a name, (Sasuke. Sasu-ke, no Sas-uke, Sasuke.) (Naruto likes to say it quietly in class because he likes how it sounds.) (It’s not like he’s admitting it anyway, and less the fact that he doesn’t care if his friends see him strangely when he does it.) which he likes to make fun of because “what kind of stupid name is that?” (and even if he only does it to annoy him because he actually likes it, and thinks it’s cool), and Sasuke only responds with a “look who says it, fishcake”, and Naruto should get angry or pissed off, he should, because it bothers him when others do it, but then somehow Naruto only answers with a “whatever you say Sasuke-bastard” and everything keeps the same.

Naruto learns that they both like martial arts and that Sasuke is actually good at it because he has gone to important events and has first places and WOW, Sasuke is indeed as cool as his name.

Sasuke also likes tomatoes and rice and the color blue. Sasuke is sarcastic and arrogant, but he’s also kind and worries about things in the world that Naruto had not even stopped to think about. It’s soft on the edges and Naruto really begins to like him. Because Sasuke insults and criticizes him and makes jokes about him, but Sasuke also cares (even if he has never admitted it aloud, Naruto knows he does) because, even if it is subtly, Sasuke always asks when he feels that something is wrong. (And for some reason, Sasuke always knows when something is wrong. Naruto even starts to think that Sasuke is a kind of a nerd and arrogant bastard voodoo.)

Sasuke also stops calling him “dobe” so many times and begins to say “usuratonkachi” instead, and Naruto has no idea what it means, but he thinks that if it is an insult, at least it’s a cool one, so he doesn’t complain. He likes it because Sasuke puts it in sentences that sound more like a nickname than an insult, and Naruto likes to think Sasuke has a nickname for him.

Their posts are also different in some way. Sasuke smiles sometimes at Naruto’s ridiculous childish obsession with everything rather than bothering about it and Naruto thinks that somehow Sasuke’s negative comments are no longer as cruel and tragic and are more like perspectives of the world; Naruto thinks it’s somehow interesting, even if he publishes nerd data as well. And it’s a little stupid, but Naruto has found himself smiling while reading a comment from avenger2307 with a “… yes, that also applies to dobes like you, fideossucker/fishcake” at the end of the note or in the tags at the end of the post. He doesn’t know why he cares so much, but he does.

Sasuke also has a good voice. (He knows it after hearing him speak for the first time, because somehow they end up exchanging phone numbers at some point in their conversations.) (Neither of them is very sure who offered it or asked for it first, but the point is they have it and now they can actually SPEAK and listen to the each other’s voice and oh holy ramen, Naruto would be lying if he didn’t say he was excited to hear him because he wondered about it so many times before, wondered what his voice would be like, and his curiosity was very big at that point that he literally felt tingling in the tip of his fingers when he answered the phone that time.) A voice that makes tickles in the tip of Naruto’s stomach. Naruto believes that if he sang he would do it well. His voice is grave and masculine and low and thick in the right kind of way. It is soft and intense at the same time and Naruto likes it, he likes to hear him speak about anything, and likes to hear him say “usuratonkachi”, because it sounds softer in his voice, because it sounds much softer than it should sound with his tone of voice. He likes the way he pronounces things and the way he drops the words from his mouth as if he’s sure of them. He likes the arrogant tone that wash over his voice when he is flooding himself or being an egocentric bastard and Naruto can practically hear the smirk across the line.

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They start talking more often. They talk about everything and nothing and Naruto learns more things. Now he knows which book is Sasuke’s favorite and why. He knows he likes the bow and arrow. He knows that he has three friends and that they are all “complete idiots, but I like them.” One is Suigetsu and he’s on the school’s swimming team and as far as Sasuke mentions (which is not much, Sasuke doesn’t really like to talk about himself) Naruto bets that he’s as asshole as Sasuke is himself, but Sasuke says his jokes are fun most of the time. The other is Juugo, who is obsessed with animals and the environment and is incredibly patient with them all. There is also Karin (Karin, who is a girl, Karin, that for some strange reason causes Naruto to feel something vicious in his stomach whenever Sasuke mentions her) (and no, those feelings are not jealousy at all), who has glasses and is a hothead, with the hair of an intense red. Karin, who is irritable and upset about the fact that Suigetsu is an immature idiot most of the time. Karin who is strong and kind and has an intense and strong personality. Karin, who is intelligent and perceptive and “just as stubborn as you moron”. Karin, who had a crush on Sasuke for a while time ago but now likes to joke about the fact that Naruto and him look like boyfriends because they talk ALL the time and A LOT, (and no, Naruto definitely didn’t blush when Sasuke said it).

And then Naruto finds himself thinking about Sasuke. Thinking about his possible appearance. Wondering and thinking in how would his hair look like, about if his face combines with his voice, in what would be the color of his eyes, (seriously, if he doesn’t pass algebra it will be all Sasuke’s fault), because Sasuke has not mentioned anything about his physique besides that he has a weird tattoo on the shoulder (stupid, stupid Suigetsu’s dare).

And then one day they’re talking and Sasuke says, “Are you blond?”

And Naruto almost choked on his own saliva because what the hell, how does he know that. He is surprised and for a moment really thinks oh by ramen’s sake, Sasuke KNOWS him in person. And he’s so focused on his nerves and panic that he doesn’t realize that he has not answered yet until Sasuke says, “Well, because you know, blondes are supposed to be fools, so I assumed you were very blond.”

And then Naruto just… stops. He knows he is supposed to be offended, but at the moment he can only laugh, because Sasuke tried to make a joke (a biased one, but still, a joke. Naruto imagines Sasuke is clumsy for jokes and for anything to do with having actually normal fun) so he only answers with a “bastard. You’re rude. But yes, I’m the hottest blonde you ever gonna meet in your life.”

“Debatable. But hn, your ancestors must be proud of you then, unless you dye it.”

“Hey! I’m really hot, y’know? And of course not, you idiot, I don’t dye my hair, I’m a natural blonde.”

“Hn.” Sasuke likes to make that sound a bit too much.

“Do you?”

“What?”

“Do you dye your hair, moron?”

“No, why would I do that?”

“Well, how do I know you’re not an emo who likes to paint his hair and wear piercings and black clothes and hair over his face…? I bet you let grow your hair long and…, OH AND THE NAILS, paint the nails is something emo, right? I bet you paint your nails…”

“Naruto.”

“… Yes, I’m sure that…”

Naruto.

“… Probably…”

Naruto, you’re babbling.”

“Oh, heh, sorry.”

“I don’t have piercings.”

“…”

“…”

“But you didn’t say you didn’t paint your nails, so…”

“Oh, shut up, dobe.”

Naruto laughs.

Sasuke thinks that Naruto’s laughter is the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard before.

.

Naruto also learns that Sasuke’s parents were killed in a fire. He finds out he has a brother. An older brother who is in jail for some reason he doesn’t know. An older brother Sasuke can’t mention without his voice quivering a little. He always seems so upset and disturb talking about his family.

So Naruto tells him his story. He tells him about his scars on his cheeks and how he has been an orphan since he was born. He says that he knows his parents only in photos. He tells him that his mother had the most beautiful red long hair, (that was intense and flaming and bright like fire), and that his father was blond and had blue pure eyes like the sky (and like himself). He tells him that he dreams of them almost every night. He tells him about his grandfather Jiraiya and tells him about how perverted he is and how obsessed he is with Tsunade (his neighbor, who likes gambling and alcohol and is scary when she is upset, but she is also kind and intelligent and gave Naruto a really cool necklace on his birthday). He tells him about the stories that Jiraiya has told him about his parents. He tells him that they were both in the police force and they were excellent and they were killed by a man who is still free out there in the streets. He tells him that he’s proud of him, even if he didn’t know them. He tells him about all the rage that grows and bubbles in his chest, about all that hate that he doesn’t like but it’s still there and doesn’t go away for once. He doesn’t know why he does it, why he says it. He only knows that he wants to make him feel better, that he wants Sasuke to know that he is not alone, that Naruto knows his pain. He wants him to know that it’s okay to talk about his problems. He wants him to know that Naruto is going to listen to him. He wants him to know he cares. He cares so much that it hurts.

And Sasuke does not say anything, but Naruto can feel it through the phone, he can hear his fragile breathing and can almost feel the beating of his heart pounding in his chest. He may feel, in some way, what Sasuke is feeling and he knows that Sasuke feels what he is feeling himself too.

Because Naruto begins to think that Sasuke knows him. He knows him better than anyone else and he understands him, Sasuke understands him as no one else has done it before.

And Naruto has never wanted to meet a person so much before.

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It’s the middle of December and it’s cold. The sky is pale and beautiful and there’s snow everywhere you turn to see. The trees have no longer leaves and they look old and without so much life like in Spring with all the color spinning in them, but Naruto likes winter too. Or at least, liked winter too until tragic happened.

Sakura is in his bed texting Ino and Naruto looks at her like he’s dying. She looks at him with the corner of her beauty green eyes and makes a face.

“Naruto, stop already, you moron. You’re doing The Face again.”

Naruto rolls over the floor (which it’s also cold as fuck, but he doesn’t care enough, he’s dying) and groans, ”But Sakura…

She puts her phone in her stomach and looks at him upside down at the side of Naruto’s bed. Naruto keeps saying her name and she just sees him like she’s waiting for him to continue.

Naruto does with “he’s visiting me, Sakura, he’s visiting me…

Sakura raises an eyebrow. “Hm? I already know that, you told me yesterday and you keep saying it every two minutes. But what’s the matter?”

Naruto sits right up and gestures at her with exaggerated swings of arms. “What’s the matter? He’s visiting me, that’s the matter!”

She sighs and sits too. She moves to the edge of the bed and pick up her legs just so her chin would be in one of her knees. She looks down at him and titles her head, the pink soft hair falling over on the middle of her face. Naruto always liked Sakura’s hair. It was really pretty when she had it long, but when she cut it out it was even more cool because it was short spiky-type and wild and messy and it was a nice thing. She also has these cute short bangs that don’t cover her forehead (Ino doesn’t allow it) but looks pretty great. “I don’t get it. You look like you are about to die, like something just crash in your favorite thing and broke it. Shit, you almost look like there’s no more ramen in the cupboard, that’s worrying. But you always talked about this guy so much, about how cool he was, and as far as I remember, you also always said how much you wanted to meet him in person and finally can see his face and can hear his voice not just through a phone call. So, then he says to you that he’s coming to the city for the weekend and he wants to see you and instead of being all happy you get all messy about it? Why?

Naruto blinks. “It doesn’t make sense when you explain it like it.”

Sakura rolls her eyes and kicks Naruto with her leg on his shoulder. He pouts at her while touching his arm. “That hurt.”

She ignores him. “It doesn’t make sense the way you look at it Naruto, you’re just being dramatic.”

“I’m not! I want to meet him! It’s just that I don’t want to ruin the things with him! He’s… He’s the best guy I know and I think he really understands me and I really like him and…”

Sakura blinks. “You like him? Like… really like him?”

Naruto stops. He looks at his side because he just can’t meet Sakura’s eyes. She always said that she can read him like a book through his because Naruto’s were so transparent. He doesn’t want her looking at him with pity or something like it. And what was he even supposed to answer? He himself doesn’t know well his feelings. He cares about Sasuke. He cares so much about him that he even spent five hours without getting sleep just thinking if he was fine. Just because he said he had a bad day. He really sounded upset, and Naruto couldn’t stop worrying. He also thinks about him a lot. It is not really his fault, everything in school or on his home remembered him about Sasuke. And he likes him, he really do, he is cool and smart and kind and cares a lot about people, about his friends. He’s an ass too, and arrogant sometimes and likes arguing, but it’s not that bad. Naruto loves that about him too. But does he like him that way? Does he want to actually date Sasuke?

Just the thought of it makes him giddy. Just the idea of it makes his heart races and a warm feeling sink in his throat and all down his stomach. Just thinking about it makes him fuzzy and all tingle in his inner self.

Sakura moves and Naruto sees her all the way getting down the bed and kneeling beside him. She looks at him with kind and tender eyes and reaches to brush his blond hair.

“Aw, Naruto. You blushed.” She mutters, and he’s way too embarrassed, but he knows Sakura is not making fun of him; she talks way too soft for being not real compassionate about him.

Naruto closes his eyes and Sakura mutters something more under her breath that he doesn’t get, but then she’s right there, and her sweet smell is burning his lungs. Sakura’s arms are warm and soft and she’s being understanding and tender and for a moment Naruto remembers why he did like her in the past. He likes her as a sister now, and he thinks about liking Sasuke as his brother… he thinks about being held by Sasuke, being in Sasuke’s arms and telling him all that has been building in his stomach since they start to talk to each other…

No, he definitely didn’t like Sasuke as Sakura. It was different. More intense, more raw and crude, but… somehow sweeter. And no, he definitely didn’t like him as a brother.

“It’s going to be fine, Naruto. Don’t worry about it.”

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Naruto and Sasuke agree to meet in a place. It is a park from the outskirts of Konoha.

It’s the middle of December, just a few days later Sakura talked to Naruto. It’s cold outside and Naruto is nervous as hell that he can’t even feel his legs, but at the same time, he’s excited.

He’s standing awkwardly out of his house, on the sidewalk, while Sakura is checking on her car (well, Ino’s car, but it’s technically the same thing). Sakura lends him it (because his own old pickup van has chosen to decompose just then) and she indeed offers to take him, because Naruto is so edgy that his hands shake and she assures him that he won’t be able to drive in that mood.

“Everything will be okay, Naruto, just stop with the drama. I’m not bothering you two either. I’m leaving you there until Sasuke arrives, so you don’t have to worry.” Sakura tells him leaning against the car. Her hair is waving around because of the cold wind and her arms are firm crossed in her chest and she looks at him like she always does in situations where he’s like this: like she’s trying to calm him down, but at the same time, she’s so exasperated that she can’t hid it.

“Everything is going to be fine, Naruto.” She repeats, and then she points with her thumb behind her, “so get in the car already and let’s go to meet your prince.”

Naruto blinks wildly. “He’s not…!”

“I’m kidding, you moron.” She giggles. “Just get in the car.”

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The ride is not so long, but Naruto thinks it is. His hands keep sweating and he has to wipe them in his pants several times. He keeps looking through the window outside, watching at the people and the places, but all it’s too blurry to caught, and he’s feeling fuzzy. He keeps seeing things but he doesn’t recognize them, like it’s the first time he sees it, like this is not his own city. He keeps listening to the music on the radio Sakura just put to calm him down, but it’s not helping, it’s not working.

The air is dense inside the car and his head is spinning and he can’t focus because he’s going to meet Sasuke, he’s going to meet Sasuke in person and oh Holy Ramen, this is happening and…

“Seriously Naruto, he’s going to give you a panic attack, calm down a bit.” Sakura teases. Naruto looks at her and she smiles at him. One of her hands is fixed on the steering wheel but the other moves and pats his shoulder carefully. “Everything will be fine.”

And Naruto wants to think that, he really wants, but the way his heart hits against his chest is erratic and discordant and it hurts, and he can’t concentrate in anything else besides Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, and the way his disturbed heartbeat remembers him of his name.

Yes, the ride seems definitely too long.

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When they get to the park, they are practically alone, mostly because of the cold weather, but Naruto doesn’t notice. There are people walking on the sidewalk and Naruto gets out of the car with his legs feeling like water. Gelid air hits his face and his cheeks numb.

“Do you want me to get out of the car with you?”

Naruto thinks for a second it is a good idea, because he can’t calm down, but he doesn’t want to bother Sakura more, so he tries to smile convinced at her (though he’s dying slowly inside) and says, “No, I’m fine.”

Sakura smiles back at him from the car and gives him a thumb up. Her eyes are sweet when she says, “’kay, good luck! I’m leaving you here, call me if you need me!” She’s about to go when she seems to remember something. “Oh! And Naruto?”

“… Yes?”

“It’s going to be alright. Believe me. And if it something that makes you feel better, I’m sure he feels the same way as you.”

Naruto blinks. “… Sa— kura?”

She smiles. “Bye! I’m greeting Ino for you!”

Naruto waves at her and sees all the way while she gets away. The car is a red point in the street when Naruto finally starts to walk to the meeting point.

It is supposed to be there, just right at the swings area. But there is no one there, just two kids, and Naruto does know Sasuke it’s just a year older than him, so he’s none of them.

Naruto looks at his cell phone for the hour. It’s 2:27 pm. Three minutes left for the agreed time.

Ok, he’s in time. Sasuke is in time too. So there’s nothing to worry about.

He stands there and waits, playing with his hands (mostly because they can’t stop sweating, dammit) and trying to breathe normally enough.

Three minutes pass. He watches at the people going from here to there, and the kids playing around. Everything seems too normal to be such an important day.

Ten more minutes go by.

Five more and Naruto is ready to get his phone from his pocket and call Sakura to pick him up in the car and flee because he is so nervous, he’s so on the edge that he feels like he is going to explode and all Sasuke is going to find is a deformed liquid spot on the ground along with all the snow. And that would definitely be more embarrassing than…

“Hn. So you’re really blond.”

… Holy fuck.

Oh.

Oh.

OH.

That voice.

Sasuke…

That voice…

Sasuke.

Sasuke is there, Sasuke is there.

God, Naruto’s heart is pounding so hard on his chest that he thinks it’s going to come out between his ribs.

Naruto turns around on his heels, his breath stirring white smoke in front of his face. He turns and Sasuke is… there. He’s right there and… wow.

Just.

Wow.

Sasuke is…

Is…

Gorgeous.

His hair is jet-black, dark as the sky on a starless night. It is short and sharp from behind and has a cut that should be funny but in him has a great fit. He has bangs, they are long and frame his face by the sides till the level of his lips. Naruto has the impression that one of them would cover one of his eyes if there was no wind that shakes it weakly against his forehead. His hair is messy and looks soft and beautiful. His skin is pale and contrasts with the intense color of his hair. His eyes are just as dark as his hair, so deep and looking at him as if he were the only thing in the world that was worth focusing on. His lips are thin and composed in a half mocking smile. His posture is casual and composed, as if it isn’t the first time they have meet; as if none of this is something that makes Naruto turn from head to toe, upside down; as if it isn’t the thing having Naruto on edge with nerves, and the feelings burning on the surface of his skin.

His face is sharp, all thin angles and high cheekbones, contrasting and extreme colors, ranging from the purest to the darkest, and God, everything in him is so impressive.

“Are you going to stand there staring at me all day?” Sasuke raises an eyebrow. His lips tug a little higher and his voice tinges with a mocking tone. God, his voice

Naruto feels his cheeks burn. He smiles awkwardly and runs a hand through his hair. Sasuke’s eyes follow the movement of his fingers between the golden strands until they fall behind.

Naruto scratches his neck and laughs nervously.

“It’s just…” He starts, but then stops because, “I’m not staring! I’m definitely not staring!” He bursts out, his frown in a line. Deep inside he knows he’s lying, but he can’t let Sasuke know that. Sasuke smiles a little, condescending, but his eyebrow stays high, like saying “sure, whatever you say” and “but I don’t believe you at all, moron”.

Naruto looks at his side because if he keeps seeing him, he will start staring and his cheeks are already burning, so no, he doesn’t want to combust. “Um, you’re just a little different from how I imagined you were, it’s all.”

Sasuke’s eyes drop to meet his eyes (God, his eyes), and Naruto has to contain himself to avoid panting loudly, because Holy Ramen…

His eyebrow rises even higher. There’s a subtle shit-eating grin growing on his lips and Naruto thinks he’s going to die. “Did you imagine what I look like? Hn, and I thought you weren’t so obsessed with me.”

Naruto opens his eyes, wide, and blinks. “You… you cocky bastard! I’m not obsessed with you! I didn’t mean… I mean, yes, I asked myself several times how you would look like but… I mean, it’s not like I’m thinking about your appearance all the time or…”

Sasuke makes a little noise in the back of his throat. His eyes are glued to Naruto and he looks funny, as if Naruto’s suffering and clumsiness amused him.

Naruto closes his lips in a tight line and looks away. The blush on his cheeks has begun to spread, because he can feel the heat tingling in his neck and the tip of his ears. The fact that he can feel Sasuke’s intense stare stuck on him doesn’t help.

And suddenly everything is silent and Naruto feels silly and stupid and…

“Usuratonkachi.” Sasuke’s voice is soft, so soft, and the way he says it is as if he’s saying “idiot” with his eyes blank and a wry smile on his face.

Naruto opens his eyes, because he has to see his face, he has to, and when he turns his head again, Sasuke is looking right at him, his hands in his pockets and his hair falling gently on his face. God, Naruto needs to concentrate, every time he looks at him it’s like he gets lost in his head and mind.

“You’re not very different from how I thought. You’re really blond, you look like you don’t know what a comb is, and your face looks stupid…”

Naruto chokes. There is something inside him that rages, although it is not anger, it is almost… expectation. But there is something else. Something else than the adrenaline that runs through his blood when they fight.

“You— jerk…!”

“And you have a lousy sense of fashion, orange is a horrible color. I have no idea why it is your favorite color…”

“As if blue was better, idiot! Orange is the coolest, brightest and most cheerful color of all!”

Sasuke rolls his eyes at his childish outburst and continues, “And you have tanned skin, I imagined that. Your eyes are clearer than I thought, though…”

“Well, yours are darker than I expected. Not that I’m complaining, I’m just impress.”

Sasuke continues like if there hadn’t been interruptions. “I never thought you’d have blond eyelashes, it’s… well, not bad… I’ve never met anyone before you that had the eyelashes of that color… and it’s quite…”

Naruto is about to insult him with something (although he is not quite sure what to say, because everything in him is impossible to insult; everything in him is so wonderful, dammit), but then he is silent, because Sasuke tilts his head to one side, his hair falling like a silken curtain of dark strands, and stretches a hand toward Naruto’s face and oh my goodness, Sasuke’s hand is right in front of him and…

Oh.

The scars.

Sasuke’s hand is incredibly warm against his cold skin. His fingers pass over the lines carefully, with fragile, feathery touches, and his skin is so soft

And Sasuke doesn’t say anything, but his eyes are completely focused on his cheeks and in them there’s something completely indecipherable for Naruto. They look sad and angry and hurt and careful, all at once.

And then Sasuke takes a step forward (which means he’s closer, when he was already close enough) and Naruto can distinguish the way his long eyelashes rub against the white skin of his cheeks. And suddenly it’s like his senses are overloaded because he can feel everything. He is hyper aware of Sasuke’s fingertips, which make his skin tingle wherever they touch him, which despite the cold weather seem to carry the fire along with them, because they awaken overwhelming heat beneath his skin. He can feel the dense, charged air around him and between them, as if there were sparkling electricity flying and catapulting into volutes and dissenting spirals. He can distinguish the soft Sasuke’s smell (apples and grass). He can even hear his breath and suddenly everything revolves around him.

His heart is hammering madly in his chest and his ears are buzzing and there is something beating in his throat, something that is alive and fluttering. The sky behind them is silver and purple, and the clouds are fluffy speckles of white and gray, and Sasuke looks like a star standing there, so bright and so remarkable and outstanding

Then Sasuke’s eyes meet his own and he’s staring at him and it’s like everything around him is alive. It is like everything inside him is moving and shouting to get out. It’s like standing on the edge of a cliff and looking down and thinking you’re going to fall. It’s like the sound of a storm. Everything is wild and alive and Naruto does not know what he is doing, his body moves on autopilot…

His hand reaches out and Naruto can see his own fingers tremble as he carefully removes one of Sasuke’s bangs from his face.

Sasuke’s eyes open wide, and then he opens his mouth and he’s saying something, he’s talking, but Naruto doesn’t listen, because there are waves that beat against his ears and everything sounds like the sea.

And then he pushes forward and their lips collide and… and just wow.

Sasuke’s breath stalls in his throat audibly and Naruto can hear it. His lips are warm and soft (so, so, so soft) and Naruto can’t help but think how much he wants this. How much he wanted this, how long he had been waiting for this without even knowing it.

Sasuke makes a shocked little noise in the back of his throat as Naruto pushes forward but he doesn’t back down, and Naruto can feel the way his eyelashes sweep into his own skin when his eyes close (they tickle him). He can feel him relax in an instant when Naruto’s fingers move back and pull the strands of hair behind his ear. He can hear him sigh shakily as the tips of his fingers intermingle with his hair on the back of his head. And then Sasuke’s hand is on his shirt and his fingers squeeze tightly against the cloth and he is pulling Naruto towards him.

Everything is fuzzy and hot and damp and soft and so good. Naruto has one hand firmly behind Sasuke’s head to keep him from pulling away and the other reaches to take Sasuke’s free hand. His fingers intertwine and embolden like gears as his mouths move one against another languidly, as his lips glide lazily and unhurriedly.

And then Sasuke’s hand moves, the tips of his fingers leaving electricity sticking to Naruto’s skin as they touch him, and suddenly it is in his hair, behind his head. He pull his head back, enough to make their lips separate a few millimeters. Sasuke’s breathing is altered and quick and shaky and he seems to be desperate for air. Naruto can feel his unsteady breathing pounding against his bulging cheeks and is proud of it. He doesn’t care if his own is the same or worse because Sasuke is this way, he’s like this for him.

The kiss was so good, everything was so good, and Naruto is about to ask why they stopped, but then Sasuke is pulling Naruto back forward and his lips are crashing again and he doesn’t have time to ask. This time Sasuke opens his lips and seems more desperate than before. His hands pull Naruto’s hair and his lips stick to Naruto’s as if they were his source of life.

And they continue like this. They kiss and kiss and kiss. They pause to breathe and their lips meet again after a few seconds as if they were attracted like magnets and metal.

They kiss and kiss and kiss and Sasuke’s hands are on his hair and his face and his shoulders and his neck and on the top of his shirt, touching everything as if he wanted to remember every inch. And he looks so altered, so out of place, and Naruto thinks he’s about to faint, because he put Sasuke like this, the stoic Sasuke so out of control, of composure, and that drives him crazy.

He feels drunk. Dizzy. Everything is spinning around him and there is nothing more than Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke.

There is nothing more than Sasuke and his hands and his lips and his skin and his hair. Everything is him and he is soft and cold and hot and he loves it.

They kiss and kiss and kiss until Naruto’s lips are swollen. They kiss until the sky behind them is dark and both are numb from the cold. They kiss until Sasuke’s hairstyle is ruined and until his lips hurt (in the best way).

And when they separated, Naruto has the forehead against Sasuke’s.

Sasuke is looking at him with misty eyes, as if he had just woken from a dream, and he looks so beautiful and precious and Naruto wants to kiss him again. Their breaths mingle and their hearts beat in unison against their chests.

Sasuke’s cheeks are flushed and, although it could because of the cold, Naruto knows it’s for something else and that makes him smile.

There is something warm and tender and soft and alive that continues to flutter in his chest and throat and it hurts, it hurts so much but in a good kind of way, and it makes him feel good and giddy. Reminds him why he is alive.

Sasuke makes him feel that way.

Alive. Wild. In peace.

Happy.

Sasuke’s eyes have a million emotions reflected in them when the mist curtain is extinguished (not at all, but enough) and Naruto wonders if his eyes are as transparent and stormy and crazy as his. By the way Sasuke is looking at him he thinks they are.

And then Sasuke smiles. It is weak and fragile and soft and small, but it is a smile, and it is there, and Naruto smiles wider.

Sasuke is beautiful. Inside an out.

And he can’t stop looking at him.

And maybe his gaze is too intense because Sasuke’s cheeks color grows as he closes his eyes and murmurs, “Usuratonkachi. Stop looking at me like that. I have a reputation to keep.”

And Naruto laughs. He laughs and Sasuke smiles even wider, because Naruto’s laugh could give world peace and could cure cancer. Because Naruto’s laugh is beautiful and Naruto makes him happy.

Because both of them are happy there.

Because they both know what love is without having even seen the other in person before.

Because both fell in love with words so intensely that the feeling couldn’t be extinguished.

Because everything is beautiful and lovely and perfect.

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A/N: So… how was it? this is my first attempt for a sns fanfic, so don’t be so rude, okay? I’m sorry if it’s awful, it was just an idea I have and I write it for fun. Also, English is not my first language, so I’m so sorry for any grammatical mistake in here, i did my best.

college boyfriend!joshua

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a/n: special thanks to @choco-seventeen for giving me the idea of barista!josh which ended up being the best idea ever,,, get rdy to die yall

  • here it is, our long awaited gentleman of seventeen!! requested by this darling~
  • i’ve never written anything for josh (which is appalling) and seeing as he’s now,,, like a bias,, i mean i kinda have to don’t i
  • i’m going to pretend that a straight week of searching for joshua scenarios did not help encourage this

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The Law Of Attraction for Manifesting And Self-Confidence:

Q: Hi! I’ve found your blog not long ago and I am really loving it! I was wondering if you could give me your opinion/advice on how to manifest material things, but also I feel like I’m not too confident about myself and this is reflecting my outcome, but Idk how to change it. Thank you very much :) 

A: I am actually SO excited to answer a question on confidence. I have alot of help to give you, as it’s a very personal topic for me too. Attracting material things is covered at my best in the following post. Digest it and re-visit the page often. Each step will easily attract to you material things. Start with a medium sized goal, and you should have a result within 30 days. (Let me know what manifestations happen as a result of that, as they sure will happen!)

And now, for the key to success, the key to how happy your life will be and the key to how many opportunities come your way: Self-Confidence. Your confidence comes from your concept of yourself. Your concept of yourself was programmed from since before your birth and includes your parents, how much they earned, where they lived, and every thought you were exposed to in your childhood. It is hard to find a single person who has had a perfect image of themselves, therefore. Your concept of yourself is basically opinions that people share and over time they become accepted. An example is the girl that believes she is shy, and her family and friends also “agree”, would never ask out her teenage crush. There is no physical barrier to her doing this; she could walk up to him and she can say the words. But her concept of herself is the psychological reason her legs and mouth wouldn’t coordinate with her. 

You’re right that confidence will affect your outcome. It will affect the level of money you earn, where you live, who you befriend, etc. Here are some exercises that will cause your awareness to grow;

1. Headline a sheet of paper “The Truth About Me!” and write under it as close to this: The energy that made worlds, made me also. I am confident, I believe in myself, I enjoy being me. I know I am worthy of all that I desire. I am powerful and have a magnetic personality.” Read this statement every day. 

2. In the mirror, look into each eye separately and say to yourself “I am confident. I love me.” It will feel funny but its the surest fastest way to communicate with your Soul. 

3. If you were more confident, how would you act? Talk? Dress? Set 30 minutes aside each day and visualize in your imagination all these things. See your friends saying “you’re so much more confident now!”, and “Wow I can’t believe you did that! Where is this confidence coming from? You gotta spill!” etc, etc. The more intensely you do this, the more you’ll notice you start to take action towards that now. 

4. Read Psycho-Cybernetics by Dr Maxwell Maltz. I believe there are copies available on Amazon and PDFs on the internet too. Ignore the title, it is basically a plastic surgeon turned psychologist who wrote about self-confidence. The book is written in a simple style and you’ll really, really love reading it. Trust me. It will help you along your way. 

5. Play a confidence or self-love guided affirmation tape daily. Ideally in bed at night. I found one for you that has binaural beats which means it will stimulate your brain to learn confidence faster: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCJkTXS4LoA

*I now provide private law of attraction e-coaching. To know more please read here.*

[Miraculous Ladybug]: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

idk man, i haven’t written the lovesquare in a while, and for some reason i wanted come crack-ish MiracuClass antics, so sue me

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Title: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

Summary: Sometimes, when you’re friends are so obviously in love and they’re taking forever to get with the program, it’s time to take matters into your own hands. 

In which Alya takes matchmaking to a whole new level, Nino tries to be the voice of reason, the entire class is incapable of keeping a secret, and Marinette and Adrien just try to have a decent picnic


A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of


“A class picnic?”

Alya nodded as she scribbled a time and a location on the back of Marinette’s hand. “Yup. I figured it’d be fun. School year’s ending, the weather is beautiful, and exams are just about wrapped up. Thought it’d be a cool casual thing.”

“You didn’t tell me you were planning this,” Marinette said. “I could’ve helped you!”

“Oh, don’t even worried about it, girlie,” Alya assured. “You’ve been so busy with class rep stuff lately I just went and asked Nino for help. Worked out just fine, too. He’s been helping me handle music and food.”

Marinette smiled. “This is so sweet! I can’t believe you did all this for everyone. Is everyone else coming?”

“Oh yeah,” Alya insisted. “Everyone in class. Even Adrien.”

Alya expected some blushing and stammering, but Marinette merely blinked at her. “Adrien’s going to be there?”

“Of course! He was super excited when he found out you were coming.”

Marinette lifted both of her brows in surprise. “He was?”

Alya patted Marinette on the shoulder. “I would never lie to you. So yeah, you should definitely come. After school today, don’t forget.”

“Ok cool!” Marinette nodded. “Do you wanna walk over together with Nino and — ”

NO!” Alya shouted, hands darting out to grab Marinette’s shoulders. Marinette jumped in shock and leaned away from Alya’s frantic looking expression. Alya bit her lip and sighed out through her nose. “I-I mean….nah, i-it’s fine. I have to help Nino with….something after school anyway. Uh….I’ll meet you there a little afterwards.”

“Um…okay,” Marinette said. “You sure you and Nino don’t need any — ”

“Nope! No help!” Alya insisted, spinning Marinette around and marching her over to the locker room. “You just get your books together and meet us at the park. It’ll be a blast.”

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YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME [DRACO MALFOY / JULIAN ALBERT]

request: “Could you do a crossover imagine where the reader dated Draco and after the battle he ran from his parents and went into hiding as a muggle with the alias Julian Albert and the reader is Harry’s sister and one day he says he found Draco and when she apparates to the address it’s STAR labs and everyone in the cortex is freaked but “Julian” gets excited and is all happy and glad she found him and he explains all about the wizards and it ends with him saying “You hufflepuffs and your ability to find things”“ — @fuckkoffcourtney

a/n: i love this request do much 😭 i’ve been thinking about the similarities of julian’s and draco’s characters for a long time now aND BASICALLY I’M JUST HAPPY TO DO THIS IMAGINE OKAY ENJOY (also, did this in 3rd person point of view to get the feels going idk okay i’m just so excited rn i’m rambling.)

p.s. they are in their mid-20s in this imagine just to let you know

PART 2

Masterlist + Request here!

    It all started with a dream.

    Y/N had woken up one night, sweating, her heart beating rapidly, with her lungs longing for air in slow deep breaths at what she just discovered. She has been trying so hard for months, years even, and now just like that, she finally found what she was looking for — a clue that could lead her to Draco Malfoy, her former lover whom since the end of Second Wizarding War, had vanished mysteriously without a note or trace to where he was going.

     Harry Potter, Y/N’s brother, heard shuffling from her room at that same night when he was about to head to the kitchen to make himself some tea. Now that she was living with him and Ginny, along with their three children, he had the chance to rekindle his relationship with his sister since it went to a rough patch when he learned that she in fact was dating his mortal enemy.

     He knocked on the door, clearing his throat at the same time. "Y/N?”

     "Come in.“ she answered immediately, a low grunt following after her statement.

     When he entered her room, he raised his eyebrows in both surprise and confusion. She had a wand in hand, her outfit indicated that she was going to go somewhere, and a luggage was on the floor where some of her clothes were magically folding and placing themselves in.

     Harry had a hard time uttering what he wanted to say. "Er — Y/N? Are you going somewhere?”

     She closed her luggage successfully and beamed at him, standing up from her position to walk closer to where he was.

     "I know where he is, Harry.“ Y/N claimed. "I know where he is and I’m coming to meet him.”

     "No, Y/N, not again —” Harry sighed.

     She cut him off. “Harry, I’m sure this time. I saw him! In my — in my dream. He’s in this city acting like a Muggle. Please, I need to go see him, he needs me —”

     "If he needed you, he would have taken you with him, Y/N.“

     "No, stop saying that!” she shouted.

     Harry’s expression softened at the way her face fell and the gloomy expression she has been wearing for so long was back on her face. It was only that night when he saw her smile again, and he was still trying hard to understand why only Draco was the only person who could do it.

      She gulped. “I’m going, alright? There’s nothing you can do or say that can stop me.” she turned around and grabbed her luggage. “Please, just — just say my farewell to Ginny. Tell the kids that I won’t be long.”

      “Take care of yourself.” that was the only thing Harry managed to utter to his sister.

      Y/N nodded, and with a raise of her wand, she apparated to the place where she saw Draco in her dream — Central City, the home of the fastest man alive: The Flash.

      She didn’t need to wait for morning as she stares at the strange building in front of her eyes. It was named S.T.A.R. Labs, and although it looked abandoned and empty, she couldn’t be mistaken. This was where she saw Draco in her dream.

      With a deep breath, Y/N grabbed her luggage in one hand while her wand was still tightly wrapped around the other. She was often labeled as even more reckless and stubborn than her brother was, which said a lot since Harry Potter tended to do a lot of things without particularly thinking about it first. Well, she suppose, it was Hermione’s job to the thinking in their trio.

      When she has reached the cortex, the dream came flashing back to her, making her wince ever so slightly because of the headache that came with it. She dropped her luggage beside the wall and slowly went to touch the desk with the monitors, opening one of them and seeing complicated and various codes on the screen.

      All of the sudden, a gust of wind broke her away from her trance and when she looked forward, she saw a man in a red suit, peering curiously at her before setting his eyes at her wand.

      “Who are you?” asked the stranger, stepping closer. “How did you get here?”

       Y/N raised her wand. “Where is he?”

      “Who?” the man asked again.

      “Draco.” answered Y/N. “I just want to see him. Where is he?”

      “I don’t know any Draco.”

      Without warning, Y/N raised her hand higher and began to speak an incantation towards the red speedster. “Legilimens.”

      His own memories came flooding in her mind. She ignored those people who she didn’t know, but when she finally saw Draco’s face, she focused more on that memory only to see him talking to the man in what seemed like a rude manner. Y/N had the nerve to smile to know that he hasn’t changed, though her trespassing on the man’s mind was soon cut off by another voice.

      “Stop, whatever you’re doing with him.” it said, seeing how the former was wincing, and when she obliged, she saw a man with dark skin pointing a gun at her direction.

      She raised her eyebrows. “Expelliarmus.” she commanded and the weapon flew away from his grasp.

      “What the hell?” gasped the same man.

       Abruptly, two more people followed after him. One was female with brown locks and one was male with shoulder length hair. They were looking at Y/N in what seemed like amazement and fear. The latter opening his mouth to say something but decided against it when Y/N tilted her head in a taunting way.

       She smiled. “Look, I’m not here to bring harm.” she clarified, finally lowering her wand. “Like I said, I just want to see Draco.”

      “And like we told you, we don’t know —”

      “Barry, isn’t it?” Y/N didn’t let him finish, turning back to him. “I saw you talking to him so don’t try and hide him away from me.”

      The three strangers slowly made their way to Barry’s side and Y/N identified them individually regarding what she saw inside Barry Allen’s head. The eldest was named Joe West, the only girl was Caitlin Snow, and the last one was Cisco Ramon.

      Cisco raised his hand up. “Um, sorry to break it to you but we really don’t know any Draco that you’re speaking of.”

      Y/N impatiently crossed her arms. “Yes, you do. You’re working with him in this team —” she suddenly stops herself from talking, her eyes lighting up in realization" — and he names himself Julian Albert.“

      “Y/N?” a frantic yet familiar voice spoke from behind her and she didn’t waste time to turn around to see who it was.

      Y/N sighed in relief upon seeing Draco Malfoy, making her run towards him without skipping a beat, pulling him close to her body with a tight embrace. Tears were leaking out of her eyes once reality sunk in, muffled crying being heard on Draco’s shoulder that only the two of them could understand.

      “H-How — when — I don’t understand.” he didn’t dare let go of her, but Y/N, who wanted to see a clear view of his face, leaned back. “You’re here. You’re actually here.” he breathed out once more.

     She nodded, “I’m here.”

    Draco cracked a smile as he leaned down and kissed her.

    Almost everyone inside the room was shocked to see them together. Most especially, they were shocked to see Draco — or Julian, for what they’ve been told — show any kind of affection to someone. And from the way he unwillingly broke the kiss and stared at the girl’s eyes, it was obvious that she meant a lot to him much more than they thought she did.

    Y/N punched him quite hardly on the chest once they stopped, Draco raising his eyebrows in question.

    “That’s for leaving me.” growled Y/N. “And this —” she punched him again, harder than the last time “ — is for not even saying goodbye. No letter, no explanation, no words, no assurance that you were still alive —”

    “Okay, Y/N, I get it.” Draco stopped her from punching him further more.

    “You do?” she exclaimed. “Doesn’t seem like it, considering how you hid behind these Muggles —”

    “What did she just call us?” asked Barry.

    “ — for ages. Do you even know how many rules I’ve broken and breaking as we speak right now? It’s a good thing that I have a lot of allies from the Ministry that they understand exactly why I’m doing this.”

     Draco was about to explain when another stranger emerged from behind the two of them, Y/N recognizing him as H.R. Wells, who was unaware of the scene in front of him.

     "WHAT IS IT? WHERE’S THE METAHUMAN?“ yelled the man, causing everyone to groan in annoyance.

     Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, turning her attention back on Draco.

     "Please explain what’s been going on with you ever since the war …” she sighed, closing her eyes momentarily.

    “Excuse me,” spoke Cisco, “but we also need explaining, Julian.” he managed to gesture some air quotes at the name.

    “And what war, exactly? Like World War 1?” piped in Caitlin.

    H.R. dramatically gasped. “Julian’s a vampire?”

    “I don’t think he is, neither is her.” nodded Joe at Y/N.

    “Everyone, just settle down.” Draco finally spoke, placing an arm around Y/N. “This is Y/N Potter, she’s my … well, I don’t really know what to call her but I’m going to say that she’s my girlfriend, anyway.” he glanced at the girl beside him. “And, we’re not vampires — we’re wizards.”

    Y/N leaned onto him. “He’s also not Julian Albert, he’s Draco Malfoy.”

    “Draco Malfoy?” Caitlin repeated.

    “Yes, Caitlin.”

    “But why did you lie to us?” asked Cisco.

    Draco took a deep breath, “Well, quite frankly, it is stated in the law that Muggles, people with no magic, are not supposed to know the existence of our kind. Not that it mattered anymore for me. I’ve been hiding from who I really was ever since I ran away.”

      Barry, who had taken his mask off, crossed his arms. “Why exactly did you run away?”

      “Yes, Draco, please enlighten us.” added Y/N sarcastically.

      Draco sent her a look. “My parents … they admittedly weren’t the best.” he began. “After the war — which is another story for another time — I didn’t want to be with them and relive the bad things that has happened. So, I thought that if I left, it would be easier. It was, for the meanwhile, at least.”

      Y/N frowned at what he said, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

      “Because I didn’t want you to get involved, Y/N. I’m sure you were better off without me. You were with your brother —”

     "It wasn’t your decision to make.“ she insisted.

      "Wait,” Barry cut in again, “basically, you were pretending to be a … Muggle because you were hiding?”

      Draco nodded. “That’s about right, Allen.”

     All of them were bewildered for the hundredth time that evening, not entirely believing what Draco was telling them. Though judging from his expression, he was sincere and was speaking of the truth, not to mention Y/N who was the living proof that he was indeed not lying.

      Draco, on the other hand, turned back to his first love. He looked through her eyes and realized yet again how much he missed her, how much he longed for this moment to come. Y/N knew this too, and nothing could ever beat the euphoria she was feeling at that exact moment. She was finally with him, she was finally with Draco.

     He caressed her cheek, “You Hufflepuffs and your ability to find things.” he humored and Y/N smiled.

     "Don’t leave me again.“ she whispered.

     "I won’t.” Draco pressed his lips against her forehead. “Never again.” he assured before kissing her properly — more passionate, more longingly, and bluntly more intense than those they have shared before.

     When they pulled away, Y/N sighed and glanced at Team Flash. “Draco, you do know that I have to erase their memories after we leave.” she pursed her lips. “You are leaving with me, right?”

     "Of course, I am.“ he answered quickly. "Though, can we stay with them for a little while? They’ve grown on me and I don’t want to leave them when I know there’s still a lot of things going on.”

    Y/N raised her eyebrows. “Is this true? Draco Malfoy actually liking Muggles?”

    He chuckled, “Believe me, I’m having a hard time realizing it as well.” he looked down.

    “Well, if that’s what you want, then okay.” she squeezed his hand. “But after that …”

     Draco nodded. “I know.”

     Y/N smiled, reaching out and touching his cheek. “In that case, I’m going to pay a quick visit to the Ministry. Don’t worry, I’ll be back in a … flash.” she suddenly chuckled, in which Draco rolled his eyes.

     "Always with the jokes, Potter.“

     "I know you missed it, Malfoy.” she raised her wand again.

     He snorted. “Don’t take too long.”

     "I won’t.“ Y/N smiled.

     And with a spell escaping her lips, she vanished. But Draco didn’t feel uneasy anymore due to her disappearance, because he knew that even if he abruptly runs away again, she’ll always know where to find him and they’ll always find each other somehow.

his name was freddie

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(ill answer more questions abt him later on but this is it for now!!)

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THE BEAST // MASTERLIST // REQUESTS CLOSED


Requests: could you do an imagine where the reader is in a beauty and the beast kind of situation and he won’t let them go until they heard that her family was in danger (cause of the Resistance) and he gives her the choice to leave, but they don’t really want to leave? thanks, i love your writing! + I don’t know how to do requests, but I feel like it’d be cool to have a sort of beauty & the beast au if that isn’t too cliche lol???? + Hey so I had this idea after watching the new Beauty & the Beast movie the other day. Ben is cursed by witch lady or Snoke or something and becomes Kylo Ren, essentially UNTIL reader shows up and he goes back to the Light side. Idk. I might sound stupid…

A/N: First things first, this took me like two weeks to do bc I had others to write and this was really long. Second of all, it follows both the animated and live action versions; the characters don’t turn into things, rather, force ghosts (you’ll see), also this is based on Alderaan and you can easily tell which character is who. Anyway, thank you for the requests to those anons! Enjoy!

Warning: Mention of death

Word Count: 10K+ (oops)


The castle that sat atop of a snow covered mountain in the planet of Alderaan was long forgotten–and unheard of. No one dared to enter the land of the cold, seeing as no one was truly aware of its existence with their lack of need to travel the mountains. But, the castle was not abandoned nor was it vacant. Inside lived many souls that had been cursed, one in particular being the most brooding of them all.

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Wings

Author’s Note: lord i didnt think id be writing this so soon but ive been so soft ™ and pcy has been doing the most™ so here we are i guess. this is the first part of his Did You See story. im weak as hell lmao
Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (oc; female)
Summary: Chanyeol is your best friend and travel buddy. Everywhere you go, he falls a little bit more in love with you. Eventually, he tells you why he goes everywhere with you - just you. 
Genre: fluff; angst
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: some swearing
Word Count: 5,356

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NCT Reaction to you dancing to Cherry Bomb

Anonymous requested: hello mom i’ve been thinking about this and ur the only person i trust with doing it if u have time can u do an nct reacting to you covering their dance part in cherry bomb !! thank you oml ily

A/N: This may suck ass, idk, I don’t usually do reactions but somehow I got roped into this. Hopefully this was what you wanted? 

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Taeil

  • Okay actually a cheerleader? Cmon now. #HeyMickey makes a comeback. I feel like with Taeil, he probably was the one that taught you the dance, like it was a bonding moment because why not. ‘Since we can’t really go out and have dates, teach me the dick popping dance babe pls.’ so after spending hours teaching you the moves over and over, most of the time just ends in you both falling apart in giggles and jokes, seeing you finally have the dance down pat and nailing it gives him a sense of pride and adoration. He’s proud he could teach you. He’s happy he got to spend time with you. And he’s over the moon that his babe can dance the choreo better than him now. Nailed it. 

Johnny

  • The ultimate hype man holy shiz. Even if you suck butt and trip over yourself, we all know he’s going to be yelling like you are k i l l i n g it. Just imagine him catching you one day, dancing to the song for tf of it, and try to do the splits and fall =and you just hear Johnny’s loud ass behind you, hopping up and down and if you’re happy and you know it clapping his hands like a seal, he’s so hyped you did it even if you flop like, ‘do you know how many pants we ripped?? you did better than any of us and you didn’t even have to practice it! legend! woo!’

Taeyong

  • Taeyong’s one for praising people, that much is known, and the fact that you learned his part for a dance that doesn’t repeat a move has him feeling incredibly proud. The second your back bows and you drop to the ground exactly how he does before the iconic split move, he’s losing his damn mind, hooting and hollering like he’s a cheerleader and you just scored the final touchdown of the winning game. 

Yuta

  • Let’s be real, Yuta would be so fcking flatter and proud that you wanted to learn his choreo, let alone actually go through with it. And just to fck with him, obviously you had to steal his shirt to do it, because duh? So after pushing eveything against the wall in the livingroom, you come out decked in his hat and that god forsaken sleeveless shirt, popping hips and dicks and just nailing it #ImTheBiggestHitOnTheStage mofos and he’s just stunned into silence watching this go down. ‘okay, that was amazing. but uh….babe, don’t take this bad but ngl that rlly turned me on. we have an issue over here now. pls. help. 

Doyoung

  • Quick question, am I the only one that calls Doyoung the wine mom? Every group has one. If you know what I’m talking about you k n o w. Anyways. I swear with Doyoung, it’d probably been a damn bet or something. ‘Bet I can dance it better, you little cherry seed b i t c h.’ And the war began lmao. He may beat you hard but just seeing how competitive this became and how happy you are while you nail the choreo(though Doyoung still says he pops dick better so :P), he caves and ‘lets’ you win. He’s salty in the end but warmth bubbles in his chest at you just knowing his choreography from supporting him so much. 

Jaehyun

  • Honestly Jaehyun got so damn hyped when you threw it out there that you wanted to learn the choreo for the lols. But, turns out Jaehyun is a shit teacher. And in the end, it’s just a mess of limbs and sweat and like three moves have been accomplished, but he’s had so much fun spending more time with you, and loves that with anything in the world to do, you chose to spend it failing to learn the dance with him. He’ll get ice cream later to apologize that he sucks, but hey, it was fun. 

WinWin

  • Why do I feel like WinWin would be the guy that just teaches you all the choreo for the fck of it? Like ‘babe i’m practicing, come do it with me pls’ because why not. So I think you’ll have a damn good grasp on the dance, and when he catches you just dancing to the song on your own, he’s just tickled pink that you remember every move even without him there talking you through it, and heck, seeing you dance his part just fills him with joy. 

Mark

  • Jeez can you imagine excited baby Mark teaching you the dance? Like he’s another that’d teach you the dances, I feel like that’d be a good way to stay focused, ‘alright, i’m learning 15 different choreos rn and im going to teach you them so it helps me remember whats what. okay? okay. leggo.’ You’ll be like his test dummy to match pace and skill, and know what to tweak, and especially when he’s practicing, you can catch him if he messes up, ‘that’s not the move you taught me! what is that!’. So on a final run through together, side by side and looking like each other’s shadow, you both finish the choreo perfectly and he’s so excited that 1.) he taught you choreo 2.) he got to spend so much time with you 3.) he’s got the choreo down pat and 4.) you fcking nailed the choreo. He’s such a proud baby god my heart…

Haechan

  • When you get to hang out, 8/10, it’s during practice and it’s just you chilling in the room while Haechan is running through dances. Or when you’re at the dorm/home, and he’s squeezing in some last minute/extra practice. It’s expected that you’ll pick some of it up from seeing him do it so much. So, when he’s running late, and comes in to see you just chilling and listening to the album and very sloppily copying the moves you’ve seen him do over and over, he becomes this giddy lil sunshine at the sight. ‘hey, i made it. but that kinda sucked. lemme show you how to do it right, cmon.’ 
Logical

A/N What’s this? Three fics in one day? Watch me not write for three months pfft.

Pairing: Logince (Logic/Prince)

Genre: Fluff, smart people being idiots

Word Count: 920

Warnings: one (1) swear, ~jealousy~ (turning saints into the sea)

Summary:

Logan draws logical conclusions from everything. He’s never wrong either. Except, it seems, when it comes to Roman.


Logan was becoming increasingly agitated despite there being no logical reasoning behind his perplexing emotion. He was in the commons along with Patton, Virgil and Roman. Morality had an arm slung around the Prince, leaning heavily on him, and the regal trait was partaking in his usual raillery with Virgil. Nothing was amiss, and yet, Logan’s frustration only built.

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summer shenanigans: a headcanon

evan hansen x reader

one of the few evan hc’s that i Love for No Reason is that our boi cannot swim and @sincerlyyme & i had an extended convo about how cute this head cannon is & that convo has inspired an actual hc so shoutout to alli because she lets me talk and talk and talk and lots of these bullet points are bc of her so hERE WE GO

  • our sweet evan never rlly learned how to swim
  • he took a few lessons when he was really young but some asshole child pushed him in and he started to drown and he’s been super terrified ever since
  • it’s summertime tho and alana invited everyone over to her house to swim !!!!! isn’t she cute
  • you were very excited to go
  • evan was Horrified
  • but alana had mentioned that you were going so….. here he was. nervous. excited. a little in a love. but mostly just nervous.

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anonymous asked:

will you use your powers as mystical shitposting dreamworks infiltration to give lance and hunk the character development they Deserve

ANON, I GLADLY WILL.

*cracks my knuckles* first of all:

  • Lance totally knows what a fucking hypothesis is. What the hell. My eight-year-old little sister knows what that is. “In English” my ass.
  • Hunk is literally… an engineer… How can they not remember this, they only gave Hunk like Three Defining Character Details. MMMMMM.
  • I’m only halfway through episode 7 right now but let me just say: Lance and Hunk would totally explore the space mall together. Because you know what you do when you go to the mall? YOU FUCK AROUND WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND.
  • If any of the Paladins would have an invested interest in learning Altean it would probably be Hunk since he’s the… idk… team engineer and therefore in charge of maintaining the Lions (that’s of course assuming Dreamworks ever gives him the chance lol!!!!!!!!!!!!)

And uuuuuurgh okay sidenote: I’m so mad that Dreamworks kept!!!!! Boosting Pidge’s smartness!! By making my BOYS look like idiots in comparison!!!! Like. Oh my GOD. Yes, I’m so proud of Pidge, and I’m glad that Dreamworks is giving her the genius credit she deserves. But they don’t have to do it at the EXPENSE of their CHARACTERS OF COLOR.

Like here is an alternative to all of those scenes that I just came up with while my ass is flying out of my seat with a fever:

  • Pidge goes on one of her techy tangents. She uses those big ol’ words that are seven syllables long. There’s a moment of silence as everyone stares at her, sweat-dropping.
  • “Okay, so…” Lance says, staring up at the ceiling as he taps his chin in thought. “Are you saying that you’ve like, made a program that tries to predict how much Galra activity there’ll be in an area based on how many showed up to kick our butts?”
  • Pidge blinks, thinks about it for a second, and then nods. “Yeah, pretty much.”

It’s not. Hard! Do you see how easy it is to tweak a scene so a character ISN’T put down, but instead boosted alongside another? Think about all those Fucky scenes!! Pidge, or Coran, or someone starts going on a technological tangent. Instead of making a pointless quip about food, Hunk adds to the idea! He contributes his own knowledge to the conversation!! 

Maybe for a second, Pidge and Hunk get caught up techno babbling to each other!! They’re having fun!! Shiro steps in, almost a little sheepishly. “Uh, guys,” he says, “what exactly are you saying?” Pidge and Hunk turn to him and try to explain, but they’re so excited that they babble over each other, and their conversation becomes even harder to follow. Shiro and Keith stand there, a little intimidated.

And then Lance steps in to translate. Maybe he doesn’t understand the precise mechanics of what they’re saying, but he can still help. You’d think that, after spending MONTHS with Hunk and Pidge, Lance would pick up a little of SOMETHING. Maybe he can’t recite a Wikipedia page about dark matter, but Lance can translate what his friends are saying into Layman’s terms. 

Do you see how helpful that would be for an audience? They get a complex concept explained to them by a down-to-earth, fan-favorite character who won’t be condescending and who will probably turn that boring scientific idea into something funny and easy to understand!! Plus, you know Lance! He could turn some Big Ass Complicated Probably Fake Invention™ into something that can be summarized in five words or less. “It makes the bad guys go boom” or “Oh, so this’ll stall their engines long enough for us to escape?” or even “So you need us to distract them while you set up some sorta microwave that’ll override their sensors. Got it!”

But instead we get… this. Ugh.

anonymous asked:

That video was so soft tho in my opinion, I love how they talked about dan and kept adrressing him as if he were their own child. They also made a few random comments here and there that really made me think about their relationship and their future. I'd love to hear your thoughts, you are way better at articulating things! :D

YES dude (though idk about me being better this summary is SPOT ON!!!!) lots of cute moments and parenting insights in this. i loved it!!!!! i’m just gonna copy paste my running commentary while i watched hahah :)

  • ok right off the bat I’m just. laughing. dan’s words in the intro are so confusing hahaha. “‘won’t somebody please think of the children?’ we’re not. too late for all of you.” ……… what? i mean i think they’re referencing this clip from the simpsons and i think dan is trying to say they’re not ‘thinking of us,’ like to make a joke that they’re inconsiderate or that their content is bad (in the way he always does when he’s like ‘i’m so sorry this is a complete disaster,’) but instead he just sounds very much like he’s saying he and phil aren’t thinking of ‘children’ right now, like not thinking of having children right now esp bc he mumbles the ‘too late for all of you’ bit so it was all jst very jarring and i began this video w heart racing and eyes wide, ready to ~pick up on anything~ and for daniel howell and his dumb way of speaking to always keep me on my toes ugh what a mess
  • regardless. phil sassing dan at the beginning for talking over him,,,, yes. ‘i’m trying to do an intro! let me finish!’ the sweetest words in the english language
  • dan’s summary of toddlers: they run around, they get very angry, and they slowly learn to poop
  • musings on the audience: we’re ‘ready to pick up on anything’ and we ‘can see it all’ love this self-aware, multi-layered, meta humor, kings of comedy
  • 1:47 dan saying ‘how many years would you have to use a toilet and not clean it,’ made me confront the reality that dan cleans toilets at least once in a while. stars! they’re just like us
  • ‘dil get your hand down that u-bend stat’ is honestly so funny. phil’s giggle when dan is ‘not particularly comfortable’ is so cute
  • their sharing in a bit of nostalgia for their daycare memories and bonding over the similarity of their experiences. stop. i love how dan knows the distance from wokingham to manchester off the top of his head and characterizes their age gap as ‘a couple of years.’ i feel queasy
  • dil is werrrrqing it according to dan. he is also party miami dad
  • phil acknowledging the existence of the ripped jeans and envisioning them turning into ripped shorts. didn’t know i needed that. very into it
  • dan committing to wearing a crop top in the event that he ever has abs. can phil please tell him to stick to his guns about subverting society’s standards for male beauty and to therefore go ahead and rock a crop top regardless of his abdominal musculature, if that’s what he wants??? ?
  • phil actually hates the crop top and shorts. dan says it’s amazing and starts to criticize phil (‘phil stop be—‘ in his typical higher-pitched tone of indignation) but then gets thoroughly distracted by dil doing crunches lmao
  • this might be really weird but I’m obsessed w watching the way phil uses his hands when he gets excited. just like. watch his hands from 4:38 to 5:15 it’s the most heartwarming thing u will likely ever see. i think in this vid in particular he was even more expressive than usual and i noticed he clasped his hands near his chin or grabbed his own face a number of times and it was so cute. phil lester, actual king of gesticulation. i always wonder if this tendency is natural for him or something that he kind of forces in order to sort of appear more animated/performance-y when he’s filming (cause something about it sort of feels like a nervous tic at times!!! but idk!!!! body language experts, weigh in!!!)
  • 5:37 dan is confused then starts singing along and they make weird noises i have no idea what they’re referencing and i have never hated their connection more. i feel so left out
  • dan’s idea of a school-aged child is obsession w playstation and pokemon
  • dab is sprinting maniacally and in my current state of mind i find it fucking hilarious
  • dan has mentioned dil’s abs like 10 times in  7 mins
  • i like how they both immediately agree w no discussion that creativity is the most desirable trait of those options
  • also cheerful. dan says ‘i like cheerful’ and fuck I’m soft
  • dan is genuinely emotional about child dab which is so cute
  • i love how actually disappointed phil is that this child’s fav animal is a frog and how dan immediately comes to his defense. this feels like eerily realistic insight into a situation dnp would def get into with their child
  • ‘easy beans’ phil owns my heart
  • they buy dab an art table thing and phil says ’we need to make him the most creative child possible.’ i love that with minimal discussion they immediately want to get stuff for dab to encourage his talents it reminds me of dan ranting about what makes a good parent (someone who equips their child to pursue their passions)
  • dan says he needs to be connected to the internet and phil hesitates bc he’s so young and dan is immediately outraged. and then phil immediately caves. this also felt so insightful to me, like we were watching them kind of talk out their real life approach to parenting and exposing their child to technology 
  • 16:01 their enthusiasm about dab’s drawing like y’all i know this is a sim but they’re rly treating it like a real kid and it’s just too vividly mirroring how they would obviously react to their real child’s first ever drawing and I’m emotional
  • phil immediately suggests hanging it up and they both have a long awwwwwww aiwejroaiejroaier this is Too Much
  • omg the exchange at 16:54 about cake made me wanna die i feel like first off it is v rare to hear phil call dan by his name in videos (other than when he’s exasperated and yells ‘dan!!!!’ as an interjection bc dan is being a shit) so it immediately just felt like a more personal moment and then the way that dan was like ofc we can and must cater to ur random craving and order cake delivery immediately after filming like he just rolls w it and it’s just such a spontaneous and sweet little moment and godddddd they def curled up and ate cake after they were done w the video, on their new couch, in their new fancy lounge, in their new home, bc they can just do that. fucking hell their domestic bliss is giving me so much envy my heart physically ACHES with it
  • ‘baking a cake in your bikini that’s quite iconic’ phil is just out here empowering women to love themselves
  • then dan butting in with ‘what a milf’ nice, it’s been forever since he’s been that explicit about female attraction i was shook. i like that he immediately asks if he’s allowed to say it and phil immediately shuts him down. i mean there’s a slight chance that’s just for comedic value but it feels sort of in line w the notion that they (esp dan) have consciously toned down and all but eliminated female attraction mentions (or sexualization) from their dialogue in videos bc they’re aware of their mostly female audience (this speculation aside in all honesty why is eliza’s bod low-key bangin)
  • 18:16 when dan is like walking thru his vision for dab as the social arty kid and evan as the shy genius he is literally writing fic in his head idk why he’s even tryna make fun of tumblr’s interest in this ship he’s the biggest stan out there all of the dab x evan entries on wattpad will be by dan under various pseudonyms
  • para-BOWL-uhs is this how brits say parabola or is dan just terrible
  • 19:54 dan wants them to hook up confirmt

lol fuck this video was good and dnp are going to be fucking amazing dads idec that’s the only conclusion from this video that matters

(sims #39)

anonymous asked:

do you have tips on taking notes?

yes!! i have many, so i tried to make it easier for you to navigate :)

L O N G post ahead of you, covering lecture notes and readings notes, from a college senior :)

lecture notes:

  • i suggest using a notebook and pen, physically writing down. it’s easier to study, and since it’s using your body, you have a much higher retention rate on your side than if you use a laptop.
    • i have used my laptop for taking notes before. it’s easier to take more notes, word for word, but that’s not always helpful. maybe that’s your style, especially if you enjoy rewriting your notes all pretty and more successfully when you get home. i am not that girl. 
    • more notes does not always equal better! it’s good for you to listen actively, selecting what is important and what is not. i take very thorough notes. i take a lot of notes. if you need notes for a missed class, i. am. your. girl. that doesn’t mean i write out everything word for word. selecting details, clauses, and images really helps me to not only keep up, but also to memorize later. plus, when you’re typing, it’s easier to type all the words out without really processing the whole meaning. remember that dense notes are harder to study
    • finally, when you write by hand, you can get more creative with your style. occasionally, i’ll web notes out from one, rather than a traditional outline, bc it makes more sense for the topic
    • it also helps my anxiety! so much! if i force myself to take great in depth notes, then my mind has to dedicate more brain space to the task at hand than to my anxieties.
    • stick to one of these though. it really sucks to get into a test and realize you didn’t study half of your notes bc you forgot half were on your laptop. it’s awful lol.
    • if you use a laptop, get used to how it works first. do u know how much i resent trying to switch from a bullet that is under other bullets (like this one, not filled in) to a main point bullet (the ones filled in). it can be so confusing. also make sure you use a program you like. you can take directly into documents, but i find that i really love evernote, as i can make notebooks for classes, stacks of notebooks for my college, and that i can tag notes with specific classes and topics.
    • if you’re on paper, for fuck’s sake, divide your notebook into sections for classes. keep it all together. those notebooks with handy dandy dividers are so helpful, and they keep you from carrying around 5 notebooks at once.
  • i wouldn’t worry too much about highlighters and such in class. there’s just so much going on then. save highlighting and color coding for later, and count it as studying.
  • don’t worry about traditional outlining styles, with roman numerals or whatever. i take notes very simply. bullets/dashes, subnotes under a broad note. 
    • do it how it makes sense to you! maybe that includes different bullet styles, different places for different types of information (on a simple level, i start writing chapter numbers and titles as far to the left as i can go, over the margins, in bold and capital letters. i also usually go over these later in a certain color marker)
    • in some classes it is helpful for me to write the topic along the top of the page in a highlighter (color coding is lovely) the main idea/topic for each page. the classes this was most obviously helpful in were astronomy (COMETS or BLACKHOLES etc) and shakespeare (MUCH ADO ACT 2 or ROMEO etc)
    • it’s easiest to just note page numbers of referenced complex diagrams, as they are usually in your reading or accessible online
    • your style might look different in each class. whatever works.
  • note everything (everything) your professor writes on the board. if it’s important enough for your professor to write it, it’s probably important enough for you to write it.
  • note examples only if it’s helpful for your memory. however, make light note of things like famous people and their science/psych experiments. but in math and such, note! the! examples! and! reasons! will help you so much.
    • examples that have emotion, imagery, or sound are going to be more helpful. applicable examples are most helpful. good professors will lecture you accordingly. lazy ones will not.
  • star anything that the professor stresses or hints will be tested. anything that they say is a major theme or whatever.
  • note main ideas/points/themes, definitions, conclusions, 
  • use your tests to help you figure out what you need to know. ask questions about the tests too. in every class i’ve taken, i’m totally shocked at how willingly people ask about exam format and how willingly the professor will tell us how it will work. they want you to succeed.
  • people learn differently! i suggest taking notes in class and later adding touches that help you. count it as study time too. a warm up, if you will. 
    • if you’re visual, this might include highlighting, color coding, drawing diagrams, etc.
    •  if you’re an auditory learner, reading the notes out loud and organizing them accordingly, as well as making up rhymes, rhythms and such, might help you. some auditory learners actually like to record lectures and listen to them later. 
    • if you learn best through movement, rewriting or making flashcards will be great for you.
  • sometimes professors go really. fuckin. fast. why. idk? but
    • dont be afraid to ask them to go back a slide bc i guarantee, you will be the class hero for asking
    • develop a little bit of shorthand. sometimes i end up using initials, arrows, abbreviations… this is where i got “bc” and “thru” and “u” and such. lol. also, list things vertically, rather than using commas and “and/&/+) it’ll be more clear later
  • some professors you literally cannot take notes on. it sucks. you’re going to need to do the readings and pick their brains on how the test will be to figure out how to prepare. take home tests are your best friend. thank god for them. seriously. get your butt to church and do some worshipping.
  • if your professor puts powerpoints online, save the powerpoints, ya never know.
  • look at inspiration if you want, but remember that notes on studyblr are usually copied from class notes. if you’re too focused on how pretty your notes are, good luck to you
  • finally, the day before an exam, i review my notes that i have (hopefully) been studying. i like to make a one page cheat sheet / study guide on everything i didn’t remember, leaving out everything i understand, memorized, or want to disregard. 

reading notes:

ima be real and tell you i hardly ever do reading unless i will be tested on it in class in multiple choice. and im an english student. ye i suck, i know. i dont condone shirking the system but u know what, reading shakespeare or 18th century lit literally makes me want to kill myself. so, im a senior in college, and have barely ever done the reading for a class. the thing is, if you do it right, anything is better than just reading the words on the page and not getting the meaning. dont be a reading zombie. read actively, even if it’s not the actual reading. doing this, i have a 3.9 gpa. so. there’s hope for us yet.

first of all, yall need to do your damn reading. idc how. but due to the fact that a test will be multiple choice, essay answer, a presentation, or a paper, you’re going to not love pulling nothing out of your ass. can be done tho. just be fake deep.

that being said, i’m writing a lot below, but the reality is that if it’s lit, your notes dont have to be longer than a sentence. if it’s a textbook, more.

  • the same formatting question comes into play here, except it’s should you take notes in your book or in a notebook?
    • listen i’m always going to be pro notebook, pro physically writing it out as it helps me really get the information into my head, rather than more passively highlighting
    • i tend to do both, if im willing to mark up a book. i underline and highlight things that stick out to me, and i write them down as well. sometimes when reading literature/essays, if i know the contextual/meaning notes will be interesting to me later, i will copy notes both into my notebook and also less in depth onto post it notes (which also make sweet little flashcards btw), which i will stick into the passage. this is so helpful when a) im reading it again later and b) when we are discussing a passage in class
  • buy used books. it’s cheaper. until it happens to u, u do NOT UNDERSTAND how EXCITING it is to get a book that has highlights and underlines in it ALREADY. DUDE. my work is basically DONE for me. now take that lightly, bc often different ppl will highlight different pieces of information. however, it is helpful.
  • look up summaries. do not simply rely on cliffsnotes and sparknotes, esp since professors are very aware of these. google “title of book, summary, chapter notes, whatever youre looking for” and use the blog posts, the book reviews, the papers that come up. does this method probably take a bit longer? maybe? but it’s easier on my tired brain.
  • if you don’t have time to read your textbook one day and really want to, read the introduction and the conclusion to the chapter, or the first and last sentences to the paragraphs. it’s not great, but it’s something.
  • like your lectures, note definitions, conclusions, and helpful examples, as well as people and dates. if i’m reading literature and i’m deciding to be a smart student i will keep several logs as well. these logs will make it so. easy. to study for your exam:
    • updated character lists, including name, relationships, and anything defining and important
    • scene/chapter summaries, just a sentence summarizing what happened where
    • any quotes or themes that stand out
    • i highly highly highly recommend getting your hands on a copy of the well educated mind for note taking on a range of genres. this is what i had to use through high school and while it’s involved, it’s incredibly helpful.
  • if you’re going to have to cite your notes, note the page number in the margin every time you flip the page
  • the biggest issue i have with reading is when and where to do it. before or after class? always ask your professor if they do not tell you. where in your notebooks? i always do it on the next blank page bc leaving space stresses me the fuck out. make notes on the top of your pages of corresponding lectures/readings. 

for both lectures and readings i really really really suggest either having something to drink or something to snack on (think fruit, loose nuts, m&ms. small loose things rather than things u bite? idk they just last longer?)

okay i hope this was somewhat helpful even tho it’s an incredibly longwinded post. it seems like a lot, but the reality is that while i take a lot of notes, i don’t make them complicated, i don’t have rules, i just do what feels right in the moment. they’re not at all stressful. just take it easy and do whatever works for you :) 

if anyone has other tips, feel free to reply :)

s/o being a tease in public

**AN**

i’m one of the least sexual people you can find, so idk if im good at this type of stuff, but I’ll try

Jin

It wasn’t unusual for you to sit on Jin’s lap when you were out. However, you did just buy a new, cute dress that was just slightly short and tighter, and you were feeling boss in it. This combo lead to some interesting events.

You already knew Jin loved the dress, but you decided to wiggle slightly to see what he’d do. He knew exactly what you were doing and hid his face in the crook of your neck. “Please stop.”

“Why should I? You look cute when you’re excited.” you whisper, giggling at his blushing face. 

“Just you wait till tonight and I’ll be saying that to you.”

Originally posted by bangtan-aint-got-nojams


Suga

Suga was never one for PDA, but he at least gave you some attention. You pouted at the lack of care from him before getting an idea. You scrolled through you photos until you found the one of your new lingerie and sent it to him.

Don’t I look cute in this? Maybe I’ll show you it when we get home <3

You smiled as Suga felt his phone buzz and checked to see what it was. He looked at you oddly before opening the message. His eyes got wide and glanced over at you, roaming all over your body before meeting you eyes. He smiled and nodded, putting his phone back into his pocket.

It seemed that you got his attention alright.

Originally posted by yoonseok


J-Hope

Why did you let the boys drag you to a club for your birthday? You knew they meant well, but this was the last thing you would have chosen. You looked over at J-hope who seemed to be bored as well before you got an idea. You heard the next song come on and downed two shots before you lost your courage. 

As Earned it  started playing, you pulled J-Hope out onto the dance floor and began grinding on him softly.”Want to have some fun?” you asked, giving him a slight smirk. Whatever you were doing was working as J-hope stuttered out a small response. 

“Maybe after this we can get out of here?” he asked, puppy dog eyes begging for a yes.

Originally posted by jooheoniesx


Rap Monster

You and Rap Monster had been invited to a game night. Nothing could go wrong. You get there and everyone is having fun, but seeing Rap Monster getting bored gave you some different ideas. You hiked up your shorts and pulled your top down some and walked over.

“Come on, join in some games.” you whispered, knowing full well he understood you hidden meaning. He stared down at you, noticing your clothing. 

“Y/n, not here.” He sucked in as he watched you. 

“Whatever do you mean?” You asked innocently, standing on your tippy toes to kiss him. You could clearly tell what you were doing to him and you loved it.”I just wanna play a game.”

Originally posted by comeherejimin


Jimin

Jimin and you both loved to dance and work out. It was only recently you found a way to combine them. “Come on. Please come to class with me?” you asked.

“I don’t even know what type of class it is.” Jimin replied, but eventually gave in due to your puppy dog eyes.

Jimin’s eye widened as you entered the dance studio in your gym, instantly noticing the poles around the room. “What? Pole dancing is actually a super good workout. Plus, I learn some really nice skills.” you said with a wink, going over to the pole you usually used. 

Throughout the class, you could tell Jimin was staring at you. When class finally ended, he coughed and scratched the back of his neck. “Maybe we should put a pole in our room.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


V

You and V had an on going bet to see who could excite each other the most in public. Tonight, he was gonna have no idea what hit him. You put on your new, tight, black, v-neck dress and headed out, planning to meet him at the resturant.

When you came in, you knew he noticed. He just glared slightly, knowing what you were trying to do. You took your seat next to him and kissed hims, giving his thigh a slight squeeze at the same time.

“Y/n, you’re not gonna win.” he said, knowing it was working already.

“Don’t worry, I already have.”

Originally posted by nnochu


Jungkook

You and Jungkook had never done anything more than makeout, so your weren’t sure how to move the relationship forward. Finally, you were given a chance. During you day off, you dragged him and the boys to the pool. Jungkook had never seen you in a bikini, so you were excited to show him.

You make your way over to him and sat down on the sun chair next to him. You give him a small kiss on the jaw, knowing that was his weak spot. You felt him tense up slightly and look over to you,taking the sight in.

You smile and, making sure he was still watching, went over and jumped in the pool. “Come on Kookie! The water’s great.”

Jungkook shook his head no and you smiled, already having an idea as to why.

Originally posted by nnochu

so the other night i was rewatching the first episode of s3 of Skam and my dad was there, got really invested because I’d told him a bit about it, and now i guess we’re rewatching it together (we’re on ep2. idk how this is gonna progress but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) I sent an ask about this to @tarjeiandhenrik but the whole thing is so funny that I want to document it officially. So here we go, SKAM sesong 3, in my dad’s words.

idk what this is forgive me 

 episode one

 • “do your friends also smoke weed" was the first thing he said so gREat start 

• he laughed at Isak saying Emma looked like Eleven from Stranger Things 

 • not rlly relevant but we laughed @ the Italian subtitles cause they’re so cringeworthy but we couldn’t watch it with English ones cause he doesn’t understand shit 

 • *isak takes out the pill for emma* “oh he has all the drugs” sdfgklhg 

• *isak and emma make out* “you know what, she does look like the girl from stranger things" 

• “does he know he’s gay yet" 

 • he got mad @ isak hiding the weed at "his friend’s house" 

 • I explained to him that "his friend” was the main character of s1 (he’s seen like ten minutes of the first ep)

 • he realised isak was “the best friend” in s1 & he remembered jonas & got excited 

 • he likes jonas. jonas is cool.

 • *linn and eskild burst into the room* “who are these people" 

 • he audibly gasped when the camera focused on even for the first time at the cafeteria 

 • "honestly i want to see him try to get that weed back" 

• sana: "if there’s one thing I don’t like, is when people fuck their friends over” my dad: “she’s right you know, that was a bullshit move”

 • *even arrives at the Kosegruppa meeting* “why is he there he looks too cool for that stuff" 

 • *is confused @ even’s paper towel move* 

• "oh look they’re smoking weed again”

 • he LAUGHED @ even’s “joke” about sucking dick & then tried to hide it 

 • *emma sits down next to isak and even on the bench* “Eleven needs to learn a few things about signals”

• *end of episode* my dad: i’m really tired I think I’m gonna go to sleep

 me: okay goodnight 

 my dad: 

me: 

my dad:

me: what 

my dad: maybe we can,, like.. watch the second one tomorrow?

 me: *internally screaming* yeah sure okay