idk why but the fact that they sit next to each other makes me very happy

Romantic Frenemies | Lee Jihoon/Woozi | Requested

Pairing: Jihoon X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,065

A/N: First off, idk what this title even is lol. I’m not good with titles. Anyway, here’s this late ass request. ~Jasmine

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Not Like The Others Part 1

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: swearing, Pietro is alive in this so prepare your lil hearts

A/N: I really like this idea :) also I got a haircut and I feel like a little kid (I’m literally 16, I am a little kid tho) anyways, enjoyyy. Y/H/C stands for your hair color if ya didn’t know.

“Hello, boring human.” you greet Tony as you enter the kitchen.

Bucky immediately turns at the sound of your voice, a big smile etched on his face.

“You’re human too, Y/N.” Tony rolled his eyes as he poured himself a glass of orange juice.

“I’m a human with a twist.” you smirk, eyes focusing on Tony as they flash bright yellow, indicating you were using your powers. “Give me your orange juice.”

Tony tries to turn away from you but it was no use. He hands over his glass and you smile, taking it as your eyes go back to their normal color. You take a drink and Tony groans.

“Stop using your powers on me.” he huffs.

“No can do, iron ass.” you respond.

You had joined the Avengers when the twins did. The three of you worked together. You only had each other when they were experimenting on you so the Maximoffs were like family. You had the power to manipulate anything and anyone which came in handy for not work related things such as bugging Tony.

When you met the others, you were a bit skeptical. You didn’t trust them and they didn’t trust you due to the fact that you tried killing them before but over time you grew to trust everyone and they did the same with you.

Bucky remembers the first time he laid eyes on you. Steve had brought him in and the first person he made eye contact with was the gorgeous Y/H/C that was sitting on the couch in between Wanda and Pietro.

He was stunned. You were also the first person to talk to him. He remembers how nice and funny you were, cracking jokes here and there. You two hit it off right away. It was like love at first sight for Bucky. The whole team knew he was insanely in love with you, including you as well. You felt the same way but kept it on the down low. No one really knew except the twins but that’s because Wanda used her powers and Pietro is your best friend. They vowed to never tell anyone and so far they’ve kept that promise.

You put the glass of orange juice on the coffee table and made your way over to Pietro who was sitting down on the little love-seat, across from him was Bucky, Steve and Clint on the much bigger couch.

“Piet!” you exclaim, throwing your hands up in the air as you turn and fall back on him.

“Printsessa, you are awake.” he grinned, catching you. You squeeze into the small spot next to him, throwing your legs over his and kissed his cheek.

“Yup.” you nod. “And I’m hungry. Can you run and get me some food?”

“Anything for my queen.” he smiled, getting up. He left a flash of blue behind as he ran out.

Bucky breathed in. He didn’t like how Pietro called you cute pet names and absentmindedly flirted with you. Yes, he was jealous but he couldn’t help it. He’s in love with you.

You turn your head, making eye contact with Bucky and smile. “Hey Buck.”

“H-Hey Y/N.” he stuttered. Really Bucky? It’s just Y/N, stop being weird.

Before you could ask him how his day was going, Pietro zoomed back in with bags from McDonald’s. “I got you what you usually get.” he lays the food on the coffee table in front of you and you smile, leaning over and grabbing the bag.

“You’re the best.” you smile, hugging his torso before scooting over so that he could sit next to you.

You bite into your sausage mcmuffin and moan. Food was your weakness. McDonald’s and Taco Bell specifically. The team would usually have to bribe you with food to get you to do things.

Bucky was watching you eat with a smile on his face. God you were cute. How can someone look so attractive while eating? You look up at Bucky and stick your hand out that held your food.

“Want some?” you question and Bucky shakes his head.

“No thank you.”

You roll your eyes, getting up from your spot next to Pietro and plopping down on Bucky’s lap with the bag of food in your hands. “Come on Sergeant, take a bite.” you taunt.

Bucky visibly gulps and Steve chuckled. It makes him feel a type of way when you call him Sergeant. “I can’t Y/N.”

Bucky was a little bit of a health freak. “Come on.” you whine, followed by a pout. “If you take a bite I’ll let you work me out after.”

You whispered the last part in his ear and his eyes widen. The effect you have on him is amazing. Bucky takes the mcmuffin from your hands and takes a bite before looking at you.

“There, you happy?” he questioned, mouth still full with food.

“Very.” you grin. You kiss him on his cheek before standing up and walking over to your room. “If anyone needs me I’ll be in my room. Open to all. Except Tony.”

“Why are you singling me out?” Tony whined like a little kid.

“You don’t like Bucky so I don’t like you.” you respond, looking over your shoulder at him with a smile.

Bucky’s cheeks heat up at your words. He’ll never get used to how protective you are of him. No one has ever defended him as much as you have, not including Steve.

“I have a good reason for not liking him!” Tony shouts after you.

“Eat my sweet ass, Stark!” you respond before shutting your door, getting ready to spend the rest of the day binge watching Orange Is The New Black.


A/N: This is just a lil into to the story, I hope you enjoy this mini series (hopefully a mini series). Tell me what ya think :)

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A Familiar Face? {NCT Yuta Scenario}

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Anon: Please write a scenario where yuta flirts with his shy younger male friend who’s 15cm shorter lmao thanks

Sorry that this took so long Anon! I found it really hard to come up with an idea, but today I was chilling and then BOOM idea! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I think it’s my favourite so far! PS its considerably long so I hope that’s okay :-D

Should I write Part 2 or an Epilogue though…? That is the question….

Bisous, Flo x (haven’t done that in a while lmao)

Word count: 2,214 (male pronouns used)

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professionalpenthief  asked:

where did ginaxrosa shipping start? and why? (not that i am against it but i just... never considered!?! it)

gina x rosa shipping started because Gina is the driving force behind 80% of Rosa’s laughs and 98% of Rosa’s smiles.

And when Rosa smiles because of Gina-related reasons, there’s a softer touch to those smiles, and they’re I-can’t-help-but-smile smiles.

Gina can get Rosa to laugh her head off. Big, genuine laughs that make Rosa’s head tilt up. Like when Gina tossed a stapler at Charles (2x22 cold open)

Gina and Rosa are different people but have things in common that draw them to each other. Like how they’re both people you don’t want to cross. Gina and Rosa are scary and you don’t want to mess with them. Gina uses her words and spirit, Rosa gives you one look and you know she could beat you up and you’ll thank her.

This scariness that Rosa and Gina have are what makes them so evenly matched. They won’t back down from a fight, ever, but weirdly you see them letting each other get away with stuff that they’d castrate someone else for.

For example, remember when Rosa almost murdered Hitchcock and Scully because they stole her moose tracks ice cream????

Guess what happened in thanksgiving episode 1x10. It’s not blatantly obvious, but Gina’s holding (and assumably, drinking) coffee from a cup clearly labeled ‘ROSA’. And Rosa does nothing.

Gina and Rosa are also shown to have a special, deeper kind of bond that we see through several (albeit occasionally subtle) instances.

Whenever Gina’s being Gina- see 1x16 and 2x07, Rosa’s being made to babysit and stop her from freaking people out/stealing/talking to people at parties. This could mean one or even both of two things:

1) Only Rosa can handle Gina because everyone else is too weak to go against her- ergo they are evenly matched

2) People know that Rosa’s the person Gina will most likely listen to- alluding to their deeper connection and understanding of each other

Another show of Gina and Rosa’s deeper connection is how they’re often on the same side. They like to judge, make fun of, and bully people together. They also seem to enjoy standing/sitting next to each other, (sometimes way too close more than they need to be eg. charges and specs 1x22) both of them crossing their arms (mirroring each other, which is like a couple thing/i’m-attracted-to-you thing)

They’ve also teamed up to solve Holt’s island riddle together and protested against turkey murder together. They also locked amy in the boot of a car- and walked off together laughing

They also really care about each other, for example when Rosa was being all guilty knowing she was prob going to have to shoot Charles down in 1x13 and hiding Gina NOTICED that Rosa was hiding away and even asked her why with a pretty confused/concerned looking face. Also, when Rosa got sick Gina prepared a pretty elaborate care package for her so she would get well (and please Gina who you tryna play here acting like Terry paid u/if he really did pay u pls putting the care package together prob took more money than the $20 you claimed Terry gave you)

AND THEN Rosa proceeded to smile so widely all touched by what Gina did for her!!!

And Gina put Rosa in her WILL if that doesn’t say “you’re important to me” idk what is. And the fact that those two jaguars making love is prob a representation of them is something else altogether

Rosa cares about Gina too, duh. But Rosa’s care comes more in the form of protectiveness, like when she placed her arm behind Gina ensuring she got out of the room safely before Rosa when the turkey got loose and tried to attack them. Rosa also put in a lot of security measures in place when Gina got robbed (although amy was involved too and Holt told them Gina was scared, but lbr Rosa’s protect-gina instincts got turned on full blast when she found out Gina was scared did you hear the conviction in her voice when she said “we are (going to keep you safe)”????)

Speaking of the turkey, Gina and Rosa get each other. When they protested against the turkey murder and Rosa saw Gina about to flip everyone off she joined right in. They know each other pretty well too. Gina knows Rosa’s likes (old movies, someone called 'the vulture’, etc.) and dislikes, and she can very accurately interpret what a Rosa action means. (Like when Rosa said 'bye’ to Marcus)

Also, Gina and Rosa seem to show interest in each other.

Like when Gina accidentally texted “sup Rosa” to Amy and that was in 2009 when she first joined the nine nine as civilian administrator so obviously Gina was trying to hit on Rosa and has prob been flirting with Rosa for eight years.

Part of their interest in each other includes attraction of course. In the episode where they let Gina interrogate a perp, Rosa looks overly interested in watching Gina forcefully question the perp and even when captain Holt wants to stop Gina Rosa doesn’t want it to stop. Also when Rosa unveils her sword in 3x23 as torture equipment Gina looks very turned on no offense

Also Gina is very obviously jealous of Adrian. She only started acting hostile towards him after Rosa started dating him, and please be reminded that this is the same Gina that didn’t even put her phone down when Adrian held a knife to Jake, her childhood bestie and oldest friend’s throat.

But Adrian dates Rosa and suddenly it’s “screw you adrian you’re not allowed to stay at Charles’s house” and “oh yeah ur right Adrian listen to the universe you should totally not marry Rosa!!” And the day before/on the day he was supposed to marry Rosa Gina doesn’t even let Adrian have candy wow Rude

After Rosa’s bachelorette party, Gina elopes with some cashier (prob a lady) and it’s likely that she was trying to escape from reality bc running away with someone you just met (although Gina was drunk) is not something you do if you’re super happy your friend is engaged, no matter how drunk you are, and no matter how Gina you are

Finally: Babylon

Dude if “has secret bathroom they don’t tell anyone about that they work super hard on to make nice” doesn’t scream “domESTIC” to you then idk what to say mate

(Also Rosa bringing Gina to Babylon for the first time bc Gina got sick is another example of how Rosa cares about Gina!!!)

Besides the implications of sharing a secret private place, Gina has a very violent reaction when Rosa wants to tell Boyle about Babylon (and Rosa asking Gina about it beforehand is like- wife asking wife for permission to bring friend over to house), and wants to keep it a private thing between the both of them

“Babylon’s our secret place! It’s the best thing in my life.” -if this doesn’t touch u even a little idk what will

I get why some people might not ship gina x rosa just by watching the show. Some of this stuff is put across in pretty subtle ways, and the things they say/know about each other aren’t always treated as a big deal by the show/are throwaway lines. Some things you see between Gina and Rosa like the coffee thing and the putting hand on back thing is something you can only catch by pausing the episode at the right time. Also many Rosa laughs/smiles in response to something Gina does or says is usually in the background, and you may not catch it if you aren’t paying attention to the squad’s reactions to each other

Are we grasping for straws when we ship gina x rosa? No we r not they r perfect but also the show needs to give us more gina x rosa because this is a ship that has so much potential

Chelsea Peretti and Stephanie Beatriz seem to be putting in effort to make gina x rosa work with their acting so not shipping it = ur not appreciating Stephanie taking the effort to smile so tenderly at stuff Chelsea says as Gina

AND Jake/Amy are a pretty stable couple now, so it’s definitely in your interest to start devoting your heart to gina x rosa too!! Why let one ship slay you when you can let two ships slay you

TL;DR- Gina and Rosa would make the perfect power couple that rules over the Nine-Nine which can nicely balance out cinnamon roll couple Jake and Amy! Sign up to be a gina x rosa shipper today!! All we want in exchange is your soul!!

To The Next Girl,
Don’t ever give up on her. Wake up every morning and choose her, and at night do the same. There will be rough days but she’s worth it. There will be days where she’s sad and speechless. When you ask her if she wants to be alone and she says “idk” stay. Listen to her talk about what she loves it’s different from anything else. Respect her body and her values. Meet her family and treat them with respect, you never know they might be your in laws. Let her fall asleep on FaceTime, and stay there just in case she wakes up because of a bad dream. Reassure her you aren’t going anywhere. Tell her she’s beautiful. You can never say I love you too much. Don’t ever go to sleep angry at each other. Do little things to make her happy. Attempt to make a homemade meal for her, if it comes from the heart it shouldn’t matter what the final result is. If she cooks for you eat every last bite even if your taste buds reject it. If she has a passion you better study it so you can talk to her about whatever it is. It can be as simple as just watching a few videos or reading books. Sit down and people watch with her, you’ll learn a lot more than you think. Take her on silly dates like to the arcade, or the beach. Go to the aquarium, you’ll understand why when you get there. Give her gifts that have meaning. A high price tag won’t impress her. Listen to her when she’s angry. It might scare you at first but she just needs someone to talk to. Calm her down, talk about the things she loves and what makes her happy. Tell her you love her and nothing will change. Let her take her rage out but after when she’s tired play with her hair, kiss her forehead and let her fall asleep with you or on the phone. Respect her mother with everything you have because the second her mom doesn’t like you you’re done pal. Treat her family right. Shake her grandparents hands firmly. When she walks into a room don’t make it too obvious that you are in love with her but make sure she knows you are. I love you doesn’t always have to be said. Do it in the smallest of motions like holding the phone to watch a film or grabbing her hand and do the thumb thing when she’s nervous or stressed or kiss her before you go take a shower. Don’t let her get too upset about college, and when she gets upset about it calm her down, tell her grades don’t matter. No letter will ever change how much you love her. Call her baby, she acts like she doesn’t like it but who doesn’t? She’s a tough girl, don’t hover over her. Let her do what she wants, she’ll do it either way. She’s a bit stubborn but she’ll have a soft spot for you and don’t you dare take advantage of that. If you are out and she is home upset about something and she texts you, you better drop everything and call her because no one wants to be alone when they’re upset. Send her texts randomly throughout the day telling her you’re thinking of her. Compliment her smile, she doesn’t like it but I’d do anything to see it and now it’s your turn to make her smile. Treat her well.  Don’t let her want me back, you better make her forget me. Set her free if you love her, let her go into other relationships and love others because if she comes back you’re very lucky because that means forever. Love her with everything you have. Travel 3000 miles to see her if you have to. If you send her packages include her whole family. Remember that handwritten things mean a lot more to her. Tease her for the shows that she watches but watch them with her even if you don’t like it. Pause certain films and shows if you want to talk or kiss her because she gets invested in them. If she falls asleep on you don’t you dare move. Kiss her head and just keep watching. If she wakes up pause what you’re watching, kiss her again, explain to her what she has missed and continue watching with her. Call her cutie, it’ll never fail to make her smile. She has a lovely voice, compliment it. If she sticks her feet in your face just embrace it because she won’t stop. Just love her with everything. Treat her right, she was my everything. To lose her is an awful thing, trust me. Learn where she draws the line for jokes because if you cross it you are dead. Live everyday to the fullest with her, because you never know when it might end and when it does it hurts. Walk next to her, not behind her or in front. Respect that she may do things you don’t like but don’t change for her too much because she chose you in the first place (and for that you are very lucky). If you break her I will break you. Don’t you dare hurt her. Realize that she is a tough girl, she doesn’t need you to protect her. When you two are alone don’t you dare put distance between you guys. Hold her close and call her baby. She is beautiful don’t you let her forget. She loves fun facts send her a few a day (especially about the things she loves). Give her a kiss before you go. Cherish her. She deserves the best. It’s okay to make mistakes but don’t make excuses for them.
Just treat her well, love her, and do what I couldn’t.
—  Someone who lost her
12 days of jerrie - christmas (baby, please come home)

Summary: Perrie Edwards is one of the most famous singers in the world and Jade loves her for it but when her management makes Perrie go on a tour in the US on Christmas AND her birthday, Jade just can’t help but be sulky.

Pairing(s): Jade/Perrie

Warning(s): sexual content, graphic descriptions, strong language, watching kink (is that a thing??)

Word Count: 4,021

A/N: I usually don’t really get turned on by my own writing but idk?? I like this?? It’s also quite long, sorry it got update so late. Based off of Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home) and obvs my fav performance is the one by Little Mix

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any favorite chanbaek fics? Maybe you can share some of them with us? :з

oooooooh man, you put me in a spot here well if you must know my favorites are:


-coffee and tv (i just love how realistic this fic is. how the author describes the fall out and the reconciliation like, how the characters handled the situation and stuff it’s just amazing. and i don’t know there’s smthn about the writer’s style that makes it so light. i mean light like it’s not a burden to read??? do you get me??? lol anyway just read it. i was enlightened and my chest felt lighter after reading this, it’s just so amazing and also all of her fics p.s i cried. not bcos it was sad, and heart breaking but bcos it was just so beautiful. like the way it was written was beautiful. the words the ending the feelings. thinking about it makes me tear up ;;)


-lost forever (okay when i read this i was just so happy and very impressed that the author put in little facts from canon to the fic. it is so good. as a reader i appreciate little details like this and it is not only from this fic but others she did as well!!especially her so sick of love songs (whispers read it) i also love how the marry-each-other-when-we’re-still-single-at-some-age was used in here like when it was brought up the “courting” started and the following events were so feel inducing. really good read!!!)


-forever (and the reasons why we fall in place) - (i have no words. just read it and you will understand)


-run away with me (of course then came you is a given, but my second most favorite fic from this author is this one. she claims this to be cliche but i did not think that at all and that’s what made me love this fic so much. the author took a different route from the usual romance+fluff she’s so A M A Z I N G at and it frickin worked. this was more romance+slight-angst but the romance is very evident. the love, the feelings ugh how to explain. okay let me put it this way, the author’s way of describing the character’s emotions was so raw, so solid and i love it.)


-light up (i love love love love love love love love the setting of this fic!!!!!!! like the soulmates au in a different light and it is so out there that i need more [bcos it’s not complete yet] it’s like 25 lives but with a meaning behind why person a in the pairing has this kind of status in life while person b is in that kind of status and stuff like that. AND ALSO!! while reading this you could understand the desperation in baekhyun and why he keeps doing what he’s doing (this takes the cakes for me bcos a lot of fics i see have no explanation as to why baekhyun keeps staying even tho chanyeol’s being a selfish asshole [i do not count “because i love him” as a valid explanation. no.]) i seldom read angst but when done right i thirst for it. and she did it right.)


-the boss (the setting of this is so cool. and i really like that the author made the mafia boss as baekhyun and not chanyeol and she made baekhyun so B A D A S S . yes. the badassiest. and the progression of feelings between the two is not fast paced and hurried. i LOVE progress and not in-your-face feelings eww lol and it’s kinda like reading a thriller novel or smthn idk. really cool!!)


-listen closely(this could be a start) - (basicaly the bodyguard au series. i love this au series bcos I LOVE AUs LIKE THESE. I AM A SUCKER FOR THESE THINGS FUDGE IT. I HAVE WAITED FOR SO LONG TO READ AN AU LIKE THIS AND SHE DELIVERED OMG!! it’s not finished yet so i am sitting on the edge of my seat bcos i want- no - i NEED to know what happens next ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; i like that she made baekhyun all shy and reserved and just plain baekhyun around chanyeol but on stage he’s all charisma and confidence and that makes for great fluff material. she’s a talented writer, srsly very good ;; you should read all of her fics!! 


 -six days left to be hip young and loving it (from all the fics my sister made this one is my favorite. i was so game on how they made-up at the end and how they “talked” it out lol. i really didn’t feel like it was fast paced or in your face at all. i really love that when she writes it’s so unconventional and things are so unexpected!! such a breath of fresh hahaha and she has the same sense of humor as me and everything she writes is very funny especially i wanna dance with somebody (with somebody who loves me) it’s kaisoo but the side chanbaek here is G O L D. )


-we make a great pear (the author described chanbaek’s height difference so well!! i cry ;;;;;;;;;; she got the perspective of both baekhyun and chanyeol on their height difference so perfectly that i can just imagine canon chanbaek thinking the same way. very lovely ;;)


-vampires in space (look at the title. how could you not)


-17/31 (age gap at its finest!! i really like how the author made it that the younger one is thirsting [and i use this term literally] for the older and it is amazing. i love how persistent and sure chanyeol is in getting in mr. byun’s pants lmao very nice read!!)



THERE ARE MORE OMG BUT THESE ARE ALL I CAN THINK OF RIGHT NOW ;;;; i’m not sure if i will add more or smthn but if i think of new ones i wil put it here i guess lol. i hope you don’t mind my ramblings on them i can’t help myself lol

When I was 15 years old, I ran away from home because I was pissed off at my parents for a reason I can’t remember. I didn’t have much money, so I decided to hop onto the skytrain (public transport train in British Columbia) and ride it as far as it would go. I reached the end of the line in less than an hour, and decided I wanted to ride it all the way back again, while trying to formulate some kind of plan of how I wanted to live the rest of my life without my parents or anyone. At the last stop, or the first stop depending on your perspective of it, a girl came on and sat in the row right behind me. I didn’t pay much attention to her at first, as I was busy writing my life plan on a napkin. It was a few minutes later that she got up and came sat next to me, curious as to what I was writing. I told her the story, and after a few laughs, we began talking about everything and anything. Her name was Amanda, 17 years old, and absolutely wonderful. She told me she was getting off at the last stop, which was also the first stop, depending on how you look at it. It was also the stop I had gotten on originally, and I told her we would ride to it together. The train ride took less than an hour, and what a wonderful hour indeed.

When the last stop did come, we both knew we probably wouldn’t see each other ever again(this was before the days of cellphones, and I was a shy little kid afraid to make moves). As we got to the end of the sidewalk which split in two different directions, she went right and I went left. Before saying goodbye she turned to me and asked me a question that has become a wonderful part of my life; she asked me, “Tell me something you have done, or want to do, that you think I should do? It can be anything, as challenging as you want it to be, or as easy. As long as you give me the rest of my life to complete it, I promise I will do it..” I was confused as to why, but I thought about it, and told her, “Sing a song acapella in a room full of strangers.” She said perfect and asked me if I would like a challenge as well. I told her I did, and she told me, “read, from start to finish, ‘Ulysses’ by James Joyce.” I had never heard of it at the time, but I agreed, and we said our goodbyes.

I have an awful memory, and can’t remember most conversations I have with most people. But I remember all of that clearly. You know why? Because of the challenge she gave me. In the 12 years that have past since, I have tried to read that book in over 150 different sittings. Everytime I open my copy of the 780 page monster of a book, I always think of her, and I always think of that day. I’ve never been sure if it was her intent or not, but she left her lasting memory on me with that challenge. I soon after learned what she did, was a completey wonderful and amazing thing for me. So I decided to keep it going. I’ve met a lot of strangers in my life; some that have become friends, and some, due to living in different time zones and whatnot, didnt. I don’t want to just have experiences and then let them go. I want to remember these meetings, and embrace the fact that they happened. So whenever I leave someone who has left an amazing impact of my life, I always make sure to add them to my Ulysses Bucket List. I ask them to give me a challenge, as difficult or as easy as they want it to be, and regardless of the fact that they have done it or not; simply something their heart has had wanted to do.

Some have been easy and fun; I met a man in India 9 years ago who told me to, for a week or a month, cook/buy twice as much food as I intend on eating, and give the other half to a stranger in need. I completed that mission 8 years ago, and thought about that man and the time we had all the way through. I met a girl on a cruise 6 years ago, who told me to jump into a body of water on a slightly cold day, without touching or feeling the temperature of the water first. I did that the very same year. I met a couple at an outdoor music festival a few years ago that told me to wear the most bizarre outfit imaginable and walk through a public place, completely oblivious to the fact that you aren’t looking normal. I did that task the very next day, at the same festival. Some have been difficult, to say the least: three guys I met in Amsterdam and smoked all night with, told me to go to a mall and give 10 strangers 10 presents. That one took a lot of courage, but I did it a year or so after I met them. It was nerve racking, but at the same time exhilerating leaving my comfort zone. A girl I met on a plane told me to sky dive; Im still in the process of getting that done. A couple I met in Cali on the beach told me to tell the 5 people I hated the most, that I love them and respect them. That one was very difficult because of my stubborness, but I’ve come close to completing that list many a times(still in the process, 2 more people to go).

And some things, have had an everlasting impact on my daily life. I met a girl at burning man, who told me that whenever I get mad at someone, walk away, sing my happy song in my head for 5 minutes, go back to the person I’m mad at with a calm heart and mind, and work things out. I’ve made this my way of life. I once met a man at a gym in a hotel I was staying at, that told me “whenever your body and brain tells your that you are exhausted and done…use your heart instead and push out 2 more reps.” I’ve made this my motto when working out or working on any kind of extrenuating exercise in which my body demands me to quit. I also use it while working on anything, and while studying. One of the best pieces of advice I’ve ever received.

There are many others that each brought joy to my life. There are still many tasks I have yet to accomplish, and everytime I think of these tasks, I think of the people that gave them to me. It amazes me how well I remember all these people, while I cant remember so many aspects of even yesterday. These experiences, not only do I take from them a “mission” or a “challenge”, I also take from them a memory of them that never fails to appear inside of my mind. I opened my Ulysses book for probably the 300th time yesterday, and read a few pages, which prompted me to share this story with you today. I’m in the final 30 pages of the book, also known as the most dreaded of the read(in the last 40 pages or so, James Joyce doesn’t use a single punctuation mark; no periods, no commas, no nothing; a straight 50 page run-on sentence).

I never saw Amanda after that day, nor do I know if she ever did get a chance to sing a song to a room full of strangers. But what I do know, is that she gave me a gift that has never once stopped giving. So wherever you may be, thank you for giving me the Ulysses Bucket List. And I swear i’ll finish it one day. My life advice? Simple: Create your own Ulysses bucket list.
—  Reddit user yoinkie2013 when asked to tell a story they have been dying to tell.
A subreddit has been created for people to challenge each other and create their own Ulysses Bucket List.

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anonymous asked:

Is Yuri/Estelle considered canon though? why do you think they would work as a pairing?I've seen a lot of people saying they were just platonic and generally hated :/ (I would be happy if someone provided an essay about them , but sadly none exist)

Eh, personally, I don’t think there are any canon relationships in the game. Except for Yuri x Justice tho ahaha

And, yes, I see a lot of hate for the yustelle pairing, which really makes me sad. I’ve witnessed that hate firsthand, even. I don’t understand why people won’t just ship what they want to ship and leave the others alone. One shouldn’t have to try to disprove a ship just to add more fuel to theirs.

Anyway, you’re asking me why yustelle would work as a pairing? Hmm, idk, I have a lot of reasons, but I’m not very… articulate, so to speak. I’ll do my best, though. I’ve written a couple of essays on Yuri and Flynn’s friendship, but never on yustelle. Huh. I wonder why?

I can tell that this is going to be a long one. Brace yourself.

Keep reading

misspaperjoker  asked:

☾ and ■ combined pweeeeeeeeease! *---*

sleep headcanon and Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon
You didn’t specify so I’m assuming you want Stucky :D


Having woken up on the 21st Century has its perks, but beds are definitely not one of them. Not that there’s anything inherently wrong with them, they haven’t really changed at all to be fair, but well, Steve has. He’s a grown up with his own apartment now, and he supposes anyone else in that position would be enjoying the comforts of a nice, cozy, king-sized mattress… but.

It makes sense, probably. He did grow up in a cramped, old apartment, wrapped up so tightly in blankets that a bigger bed –assuming they’d had the room for it, which, ha– would’ve been a waste of space, and half the time he’d been sharing body heat and the other half of his tiny bed with his mom –as a kid– or Bucky –later on–. Then the war had happened, and with it had come the cots and the sleeping bags and the even more confined spaces, and after that the long decades in ice had caused a blanked burrito relapse. So basically, by the time Steve finally gets around to buying some furniture for his newly acquired apartment, a big bed just feels… wrong.

He still buys one, though, because he’s a stubborn little shit, and refuses to believe something as petty as the bed size can have any sort of effect on him. He feels vulnerable and exposed and goes 3 days without any sleep at all before yielding and returning it.

After that, his lack of sleep is no longer the bed’s fault. It tries to help, but there’s probably little that can be done about the nightmares and the hole in his chest where his heart should be. But it does try to help, to keep him warm and safe and shielded from a world that’s missing a certain pair of steel blue eyes, so at least what little sleep he gets is good. And if a huge supersoldier sleeping all curled up in a ball on a tiny bed makes for a comical picture, none of his friends say anything about it. Tony swiftly replaces all the beds on his floor for smaller ones, and Sam doesn’t mind him crashing on his couch instead of the guest room when he stays over.

Downside to twin sized beds, though? They don’t actually fit twins. Or maybe they would, if, for instance, said twins were the size of Steve’s old self, but Steve isn’t exactly tiny anymore, so to try and fit another body, even one half as big as his own, next to him would be practically impossible. Which hadn’t really been a problem up until now, because it’s not like Steve’s swamped with suitors, and that one time Thor and him hadn’t really made it to the bed anyway.

But now… well. Bucky. Who’s very much alive and back with him and just as built as a tank as Steve himself, possibly even more. Who’s just shyly asked him if they can go back to sleeping together, because he’s been coming to terms with the fact that he can want things, and he says his shoulder hurts when he’s cold, at night. Bucky was never shy before, and absolutely didn’t need any reason for wanting to sleep with Steve other than the fact that he wanted to, but Steve’s stomach is doing backflips anyway, and he’s not about to let something as ridiculous as his small bed stand in the way of all the potential cuddling. It might be a good thing, even. Definitely should help with the cold. And if Steve has to pull Bucky closer until his back is flush against Steve’s chest, arms wrapped tightly around Bucky’s waist, just to prevent him from falling off, Bucky doesn’t really seem to mind.

They wake up with a stiff neck and bony parts digging into each other, and it’s the best sleep either of them have gotten in decades, cryo freeze included. Bucky smiles into the crook of Steve’s neck and snuggles closer, and Steve kisses the top of his head and whispers “good morning”, grin present in his voice. And everything’s finally back to the way it should be.

Until it’s not anymore.

It’s a well-intentioned comment. They’ve been sleeping like this for a week, and they might be supersoldiers and heal easily, but they’re sore, every muscle taut, and as much as they like the closeness, it’s really not practical. So when Natasha and Sam casually mention wanting to go to Ikea, and suggest that they come along and get themselves a king-sized bed that actually fits them, they just shrug and mutter “uh… yeah, sure”, and come along.

It feels off for some reason, but they’re both a pair of idiots, and they’re also not sure they know exactly why this feels wrong, so none of them actually say anything. And they continue to not say anything for 3 hours. And then, after 20 minutes of staring at the same bed like it just insulted their mothers, they do.

They’ve settled into a somewhat gloomy mood at this point, but Steve still tries for a small smile when he looks at Bucky. It’s strained and doesn’t reach his eyes, but A+ for effort.

“Wanna try it out?” he asks, sitting on one side. Bucky mimics his move and takes the other one, and they lie down. “Comfy, right?”

“Yeah…” Bucky answers.

“So… you like it?”

“I dunno, I guess,” he says, and Steve sighs because this isn’t going well and he doesn’t know how to fix it. For a few minutes they just lie there, both on their backs, with no inch of their bodies touching. It is a comfortable bed. Steve hates it.

“At least now I won’t have to hold you to stop you from falling over. You’ll be able to actually breathe,” he tries to joke after a bit, even though he’s starting to figure out just why it is that this doesn’t feel right.

Bucky visibly winces at that.

“Or we could…” Steve goes on. “I don’t… I’m sure they have other—”

“Steve?” Bucky cuts him off.

“Yeah?”

“I… I don’t want a bigger bed…”

He wouldn’t’ve been able to stop the smile if he wanted to. Which he doesn’t. Because they’re idiots, yes, but they have each other, and Bucky’s perfect, idiot or not, and wants to sleep with him, too, wants him close, and Steve can just feel all the tension leaving him, feels happy. So happy that he scoots closer and wraps a hand around Bucky’s neck. So happy that before he can realize what he’s doing, he’s kissing him. Lying on a bed at Ikea. And he doesn’t even have time to freak out, because Bucky’s smiling into the kiss, returning it, tangling limbs with his, and suddenly the bed seems a lot more welcoming.

They wind up getting one just slightly bigger than the one they currently have, for comfort, but it’s still definitely a tight fit for two super soldiers, and they love it.

They also get the king-sized one for the other room. For reasons.


Send me a symbol and a ship and I’ll write you a headcanon.  

BTS Reaction to you (crush) moaning/sighing when they message you

Sorry guys, This request really confused me tbh. I don’t understand how they could hear or see you sigh/moan when they’re texting you so I just made it that they were in the same room as you? but then why would they be texting you? idk idk
- Admin Mocha

Originally posted by monchims

Namjoon: Namjoon would probably be very confused, he would really want to know what he happened to do or say that caused you to moan. He wouldn’t know whether or not you moaning was a good or bad thing, so the pads of his fingers would be desperately scrolling throughout your conversation history. He would probably quesiton you about it with a teasing tone, taking a light approach to the situation before chuckling at how flustered you got. He probably would continue to tease you for a while after this incident. 

Originally posted by hugtae

Suga: Suga’s reaction would honestly be priceless, he would probably just nod and be like, “Okay..What’s going on.” He would be very confused like Namjoon, however he wouldn’t think that he happened to do anything wrong. He would be really thinking to think about why you sighed, and he would be worried that you were upset or if you had a bad day. He would definitely question you about it, and when he learned that it was a happy sigh and you were getting embarrassed about it, his heart would begin to beat very quickly. He would smile like a goof and he would be so happy that he caused you to not only get shy, but also sigh in content.

Originally posted by go2bedjungkook

Jin: You and Jin would be out to dinner with the rest of the boys and sneakily texting each other underneath the table when you let out a small whimper at what he sent you, and he would be finding it very hard to properly chew his food. He would start laughing, but he wouldn’t want the other members to catch on what the two of you were doing, so he would then start choking on accident and the two of you would basically be a mess. Your face would be red because of the noise you made, and Jin would be trying to swallow the food in his mouth, but the second the two of you were alone you two would laugh about it so hard.

Originally posted by vmiin

J-Hope: J-Hope would be so confident after this incident when flirting with you, because just knowing that he was the reason behind you evoking that noise would make him realize that there was a possibility you happened to like him. His main goal would definitely be to make you laugh and get closer to you so that it would be more realisitic and easy for him to confess his feelings for you. He would be silly and honestly adorkable, and after you made this cute little noise, J-Hope would be acting all sexy and funny and you wouldn’t be able to stop laughing. 

Originally posted by professionallybaka

Jimin: Jimin would be so happy and squishy after this happened, it would be adorable however he wouldn’t let you see this side of him. He would pretend as though he didn’t hear you initially, however he would then leave the room and his smile would be contagious. His grin would reach the tips of his ears and he would be unable to stop smiling and giggling, it would be such a sweet sight. Jimin would have you on his mind for the rest of the day, and the butterflies in his stomach would be multiplying constantly. He would be very happy to see you again, and he would also be much more friendlier and confident.

Originally posted by sonyondan

V: V would react like Jimin in this situation, except for him it would be difficult to hide his smile from you and the fact he was pleased to hear you make a sound of delight when his message reached your phone. Taehyung would look at you and you would meet his gaze, and he would smile very widely before turning to look somewhere else as his heart beat with excitement. He would be hopping up and down from how enthusiastic he was, and it was easy to tell that you had brightened his day after this event. He probably wouldn’t address this with you, but he would make sure to keep it in his thoughts for the next few days. 

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Jungkook: Jungkook would hear you, and at first he would be so secretly happy and pleased, but our Golden Maknae would want to play it off cool and tease you about it. You wouldn’t have realized that he heard you, so he wouldn’t make his presence known and instead make sure to find you another time. I think he would find you later in the afternoon after the incident, and he would surprise you by sitting next to you and asking you how you were doing. It would be a very casual conversation, but the looks and the winks he was sending you would tell you that he was acting strange. 

Change- A Sam Wilkinson Fanfic- Chapter 4

Hey, sorry i took so long to update this but i feel like the fanfic is not getting enough reads or notes, so idk. Maybe ill stop posting it here, it’s in wattpad if you want to read it though… 

Previous chapters here

Chapter 4

The next day, was a beautiful shiny day, a typical one in Los Angeles. I woke up radiantly planning what would I do today and how. I felt more confident. I headed to the bathroom and cleaned my face up and smiled to the mirror. I untied my hair and let it loose to give it a natural look. I changed into some shorts and a simple T-shirt with a pair of sneakers. I ran down the stairs and found my parents having breakfast.

“Where’s Tyler?”

“Still sleeping” my father explained. “Mind waking him up?”

“Nope” I said while I ran up again heading my brother’s room. I didn’t bother in knocking, he wouldn’t answer anyway, so I just opened the door. He was snoring loudly with half of his body covered by the sheets and one of his arms was hanging from the bed and touching the floor. His hair was messy and he was drooling.

“Tyyyyy” I said shaking him “Up lazy, new day!” I shouted brightly

“Leave me alone dork” he said putting the pillow over his head.

“Come on tool” then I remembered.

I went to his drawer and extracted his famous honk. I didn’t really know how to use it, but it couldn’t be that difficult. So, I just placed it near his head and hold the button for five seconds. He jumped from his bed and hit the floor.

“You are a crazy bitch! Give me that!” he said with his sleepy voice, which showed anger. He had his hands in his ears and was whispering something to himself.

“Sorry, but I had to. See you down in 10?”

“Whatever” he said and I walked out of his room to go have some breakfast.

“Want a ride honey?” my mom said while we took al the dirty dishes to the kitchen.

“No thanks, Ty is taking me” I announced grabbing my bag.

“I am?” he asked playing dumb.

“Yeah ass, I told you yesterday”

“Well I don’t remember, so…” “So nothing, you are taking me” I said opening the door “And nothing you do will ruin this awesome humor” he followed me to the garage entrance where his car was parked.

“Yeah, what’s up with that?”

“Let’s say I’m just very happy” I exclaimed getting inside the car.

“And why is that sis?”

“Secret” I said narrowing my eyes when we were both sit in the leather seats of Ty’s car. I buckled up before he laughed and said, “You are crazy”

After probably 5 minutes of driving, we got to school. And that’s when my stomach started fluttering only at the thought of him. I felt so weird and an unconscious smile spread across my face. I couldn’t believe what Jenn had told me yesterday. That kind of things didn’t happen to me. It felt so unreal. I finally saw him, standing with the guys and Jenn. They were talking enthusiastically and laughing out loud. He looked even more perfect that yesterday.

“So, that’s Sam?” my brother said making me come back to reality.

“What?”

“Yeah that guy over there, the one you are drooling for” he said laughing “I’ll punch him later, I have to head to the principal’s office to get my freaking schedule. Catch up with you later”

“Bye” I said still mortified. Was I that obvious? I saw as Tyler disappeared through the crowd of people, and I headed to where everyone else was.

“Hey” I exclaimed standing between Jack and Jack.

“Waddap girl!” Jenn shouted and came hugging me, as she inched closer she whispered in my ear “Discreet yeah?” I smiled. She went back to her original place in the circle and winked at me.

“Hey Y/n” they said waving at me.

“So did your brother come today?” Sam said smirking.

Jenn’s mouth dropped open. “Do you have a brother?” she asked grinning with a quite flirty tone, but I decided to ignore it. Didn’t she like Scott? I looked over to see him only to find his face red in anger and his fists clenched.

“Yeah, I do. He is a senior.”

“And he is willing to punch me” Sam said.

“What?” Johnson said laughing, “You know him?”

“No, but Y/n told me he would probably punch me if he saw me near her” everybody laughed.

“Hey girl that’s probably not the best thing to say for a guy to get closer to you” Gilinsky  said addressing me. “You are basically telling him not to get close to you”

“It wasn’t like that and hey, you brought the brother thing up” I said pushing Sam’s shoulder slightly “I wouldn’t had mention any punching if you hadn’t asked” I concluded

“Ok, fine have it your way”

“Thanks” I laughed.

“So where is he?” Jenn said

“Um, he went to get his schedule and stuff, who knows.” I said

“Do you think you could introduce him to me, I mean us?” she said coughing. I giggled.

“Gosh Jenn, and I was supposed to be discr…” I hushed. I was about to say the word ‘discreet’ when I realized that that was the most stupid thing to do given the fact that Sam was standing right in front of me.

“What were you saying?” Jack asked

“Nothing, anyway I don’t think he would meet you guys, before getting out of the house today he told me to pretend we didn’t know each other in school, so yeah”

“ I don’t want to meet him really.” Sam said

“Afraid he’ll beat the shit out of you?” Johnson shouted making a silly voice. I laughed and I guess I was controlling my blushing, because I could feel my cheeks heating up, but not as much as they did yesterday.

“Sort of” he said looking at me and laughing faintly. “Hey, anyways, we were wondering if you would like to come to this sick party today” he said scratching his back.

You were wondering, not us dumbass” Jenn said patting his back. “Don’t get us involved in your flirting stuff Sam” everyone chuckled.

“Ok, I was wondering if you would like to come”

“Sure, sounds fun” I responded

“Great, um we’ll pick…” everybody looked at him and Sam clean his throat, “I’ll pick you up at 8 then” I laughed and nodded.

The school bell rang and I headed to class.

anonymous asked:

Babe! How are you feeling about Baekhyun and Taeyeons relationship? Waaaah my baekyeol feels! It hurts 😢

im gonna be all out on this. shush guys. these are my feels. you can agree or not, doesnt matter we all have our opinions, okay. let’s all be chill chicas and chicos on this blog. (r u guys willing to read all the way. r u serious)

anyway. first, let me tell you about my shipper heart.

my shipper heart immensely invests on things like ship interactions, the ship’s friendship, and obviously, fanfiction with the expectation of my shipper heart to combust with blissful ship feels. but one of the greatest factors why my shipper heart continues to pump blood is knowing that both are single and available so I can continue on dreaming my ship’s possible future wedding or smthn. like get the straight out and get the gay on, yaknow.

now let me tell you a sad story.

once the news was out and sm confirmed, my shipper heart shattered into pieces, then was tossed into the fire, burned into ashes, thrown into the sea, eaten by some weird bird, and was pooped into some forest unreachable by muggles. sighs. goodbye dream, it was cool you graced your presence in my mind.

im not gonna lie. it hurt. it was depressing. my tline and dashboard were full of ;(( and TTTT. i was worried for baek’s career, for taeyeon, how this will be another strain for exo’s image, for a lot of things and omg the ship. our beautiful lovely ship. the writers, the readers, dammit just the ship in general. because our ship has experienced a lot of hardships already. and this is like the cherry on top of the cake. because it’s real. real life. not chansoo. not chankai. not krisbaek. not chandara. not chenbaek. it’s baekhyun and taeyeon. in a car. probably making out. in freaking seoul. 2 in the ffkcn morning. caught by dispatch, a legit korean media outlet. these aren’t issues like chanbaek diminishing interactions and absent playful banters in airports. it’s a goddamn real relationship threatening to knock out the ship. what the fffu can top that. and sadly, it’s like a cold bucket of reality thrown at you.

fact: shippers are delusional. of course. damn it of course. i know that. i ffkcn know that. we create things in our mind that won’t ever, ever happen with our ship. it’s goddamn fiction from the very beginning dammit. but that’s not the point. i see people on twitter and tumblr leaving insensitive messages to some shippers and those basically hurting for their ship. no one I MEAN NO ONE can probably understand what a shipper feels unless you’re a shipper yourself. leave us to mourn over the loss of byun baekhyun’s gayness in peace. if you’re not a shipper it doesn’t warrant you any right to tell shippers to get over themselves, suck it up, and leave ‘omg pathetic delulu fans u suck’ at their inboxes. shippers have special feelings only other shippers can connect. if you’re not in our bubble, sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up. raise your eyebrows and roll your eyes all you want. that doesn’t erase the fact that one, we have feelings and two, we have feelings you don’t comprehend. we have the right to feel depressed okay. we can indulge the issue and suck it up on our own when we’re ready and when we’re able to face the ship again. NOW, some shippers are more nonchalant than the others, seeing the ship as their light entertainment or smthn and not really bothered with the whole dating issue. that’s ok too. that’s healthier even. but if you’re like ‘omg stop the drama already’ or ‘you’re overreacting’. just damn no. leave the more emotional shippers alone and go back to what makes you happy. oh my god. just. damn. understand.

next, what i think about baek and taeyeon.

there are four sides of the story. first three: baekyeon’s, sm’s, the truth.

baekhyun and taeyeon. cool story. i hope they have a blissful relationship. damn taeng is a hot piece of ass how did baek charm his way. i have high respect for taeyeon. taeng’s probably someone who would want her man not to bore her to death because she’s pretty much funny too and baek’s a hilarious guy. i feel like their personalities match and their friendship probably clicked from the very beginning. and taeyeon’s a leader for a reason too. which led me to think, why was she goddamn careless with baek. she knew baek’s in the middle of his career and one ugly scandal can break his forte. look at his musical. people were already asking for refunds. tsk.

okay. damn our love-hate relationship with sm entertainment. this could be a ploy to take our minds away from their legal battle with kris. probably. best explanation for me. baekhyun and taeyeon could have been dating in secret and sm could pay media outlets like dispatch to not release scandals that could taint its artists. especially for exo since they’re the current cash cow. but i have no idea how sm and korean media works. baek and taeng could just have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, who knows. everything is shady dammit. this could also be sm’s way of attacking kris’ side by suddenly showing freedom in dating and other activites. in yeeears, sm groups’ fans were led to think a no dating contract was effective for a looooong time. and now sm suddenly just confirms ‘ok guys! baekhyun is dating just two years in his debut, arent u happy!’ hours after it blew. and dating from the same company no less. dear sm, do u think this could take our minds off your issues with kris? what kind of fools do you think we are?

the truth? no one knows unless idk you work for sm or smthn. but for me FOR MEEEEEEE i think baek and taeng are legitimately dating and sm just used the opportunity to cover the whole legal battle, throwing two of their artists under the bus and not caring for whatever personal repercussions it can cause them. guys, they were dating even before kris left. the romantic feelings are probably there.

but the fourth and the saddest side of the story; the fans’.

no matter the reason, no matter the ploy, the fans were hurt. the fans were disappointed. it would have been normal if it was just another scene of immature fans leaving death threats and hateful comments on their sns. but it wasn’t the case. it was a matter of deceiving their fans. dear baby baek, do you understand how painful it is? :(

sure i was hurt for my ship but i move on fast on these things. i took a break from the internet and the next day, i was already fine. still sad, but fine enough to continue with chanbaek. but then everything was put into light. baek’s and taeng’s ig posts were for each other. okay maybe some of them are merely coincidences. but, baek’s ‘this is the start’ banner post with the written pikachu caption similar to taeyeon’s? how could that be a coincidence. baek, that was an insensitive dick move. :( a lot of fans were still hurting at that time. do you know how many of those fans endured holding that up even though deep inside their hearts, their start happened with twelve exo members and have to continue with eleven? just to make you guys know that we’re here, we’re not gonna leave the group? and you use it for secret messages with your girlfriend? a lot of people protected you, baby. :( from your past, from the offensive jokes you make, from basically anything you go through, but baby, you’re not supposed to deceive your fans, :( fans have the most fragile hearts, do you know that? cause the desires of their hearts can only be a far-off dream. fans can never reach you, baby. do you understand how painful that is? and do you know how easy they break? :( your fans wanted you to fly high. you said so yourself in different radio shows that you want to have as much activities as possible. you expected to be the most successful among your members. but baby baek, it was really careless. your fans don’t even know how to save you from this, this time :( i hope you don’t forget to thank those who’ll stand by you until the end :(

okay! please understand i am in nooooo way against their relationship. at all. not even from the time i saw their pictures together. they can do whatever the hell they want. we don’t have a say in all their personal relationship issues tbh. it was extremely hurtful at first, scary for my lovely ship even, and then disappointing the next. even my friend who really didnt care about ships and dating issues was seriously depressed. just this whole deceiving issue got us. it was just— give me a bag of tissues dammit! and give me a hammer to smack baek while you’re at it!

so that’s me. that’s my take on the whole issue. i know we all take it differently but please for the sake of everyone’s sanity, keep it cool, keep it calm.

now ive been receiving msgs over fanmails expressing their emotions on the whole issue. anyone’s free to like drop your feels on it without having to worry about me posting it publicly (FANMAIL OK. THE LITTLE ENVELOPE ON THE UPPER RIGHT CORNER) or just basically in need of someone to talk to. im fine with that :>

PS. i found my shipper heart in the dark forest in poop pieces, restored by a nice wizard with a clumsy reparo. so basically, im not abandoning the blog. and definitely not the ship. this issue can be like a huuuuge ass prompt for the bacon and eggs exchange or smthn. mehe /or is that offensive sorry ._./

Together.

Chaos rolls around the room, raising everyone’s spirits as the clock counts down to another year. Unlike everyone, I’m outside, perched on a stool and facing the skyline. I feel the cold wind billowing around the balcony, ruffling over the tops of my hair before it circles down to whistle in my ears. The echo of fireworks and traffic jams add to the ringing I hear, clouding my thoughts. 

Turning my head, I glance at my friends inside, but almost instantly do I turn back. The way they smile so easily is agonising, because how can they be so happy when you’re not here? How can they forget everything for one night when I can’t stop remembering every feature of your face? 

I rest my head back, staring at the dark night lit with fireworks and city lights, wondering how I can be in a house full of people and yet still feel so alone. I want nothing more to be back home, but home is clouded with memories of you, and home is a sore reminder that you’re hundreds of miles away and I’m here, freezing on a balcony.

Inside me is anything but happiness, and it’s embarrassing how the lack of your presence affects me so much. Still, that doesn’t stop me from posting pictures and writing tweets on how much I need you.

On a whim, I let myself imagine that you’re here with me. Instantly, I feel your hand on my knee, softly tapping the beat of the song you last recorded. I can smell the scent of your cologne, the one you always wear when I’m around. I hear your voice against my ear, whispering me sweet nothings and through it all, you’re the only thing I’m sure of.

Before my crazed musings drive me wild, I hear the glass door swing open and footsteps shuffling out onto the balcony. Quickly, I lean further into the wall, praying that the darkness is enough to shield me from the stranger.

“Woah! What are you doing out here?”

I wince, picking up my empty bottle before walking into the light. “Hey, Kian.” I say, smiling, because I find it’s much easier to pretend that everything’s okay when someone else is around. “Just watching the fireworks.”

He nods, squinting his eyes as he glances at the sky. Slowly, his head drops back down and he’s staring at me as he inches forward. Shaking the hair out of his dark eyes, he says, ”You haven’t been down in a while, I don’t think people even know you’re here.”

I shrug, laughing softly because I don’t have much to say. Because what am I meant to say when my head pounds and my heart aches? Nothing, I suppose, because along with the sound of my thoughts, I’m driving myself insane to all this inside noise and it’s choking up my words.

“Are you okay, Connor?” Kian blurts, staring at me intently.

I’m taken back, but I shrug again, ignoring the misery that burns inside me. “I’m fine, why?” I say, smiling again – pretending again.

“You just…” Kian stops, moving to sit down on the edge of the balcony, his legs swinging over. “I don’t know, ever since you’ve been staying over, you’ve just… not been acting yourself. Are you okay? Did something happen?”

Clutching my drink tightly, I bite my tongue, forcing all my feelings further down my throat, hoping that I don’t slip up and tell Kian everything that’s on my mind. Paying no attention to the cold of my bottle, I look only at the moon and not at Kian. “It’s fine, I’m fine. Youtube’s just getting stressful again. I have so many things going on right now, that’s all.“

“I get it, you’re busy.” Kian says, turning away from the skyline to face me. “Anyway, I just came up here to make sure no one was messing around drunk. I gotta get back down, we’ve gotten a ton of noise complaints already.”

I nod, thankful that he didn’t say anything further. “I’ll come down in a bit, I just wanna watch the fireworks for a bit more.” I say to him, not really meaning it.

Kian only smiles, pulling himself up before walking past. “He misses you too, Connor, he loves you so much. He told me that he didn’t even want to go back home.” he says, walking out before I can reply.

I blink, staring at the glass door Kian’s just closed. How does Kian, of all people, know about about you? About me? About us? For a split second, all my walls come crashing down and I’m near devastated that our little secret has spilled. We agreed that keeping it quiet was what we wanted. We agreed that we wanted to be together but be hidden from the eyes of the public. That’s what we wanted, right? But when I hear the music inside drop considerably, my mind becomes clearer and I’m no longer saddened by the fact that someone other than us knows. Because, with that it means no more sneaking around, no more hiding, no more secrets. Nothing. But is that what you want? Do you want every photo, every video, every tweet that we send to each other to be watched and analysed? I have so many questions that I need answered, but you’re not here to help me answer them.

“Connor, come down stairs!”

My eyes flit back towards the glass door, searching for the voice. Over the music, it’s hard to distinguish who’s calling and I only assume it’s Kian, but I don’t see anything past the stairs leading to the floor below. Slowly, I drag my feet across the ground, crossing the balcony before opening the door. My head hurts more than ever and I can barely see in this dark hallway, but I proceed down the stairs, dreading that I have to socialize.

“Connor, hurry up!”

I scowl, angered that the voice yelling above the music doesn’t understand that I don’t want to be around this busy hoarde. Regardless, my feet hurry down the stairs, side stepping the plastic cups and bottles that litter my path.

“Finally, you’re down! I’ve been calling you for ages.”

The moment I hit the last step, Rebecca runs up to me, her drink spilling over her cup as she smiles widely. She’s clearly intoxicated, but the excitement in her voice doesn’t seem to be an effect of the alcohol in her system.

“Hey, I was just up–“

“Watching the fireworks, I know.” Rebecca interrupts, pulling me forward and dragging me to the kitchen, where the counters have become a sea of cups, bottles and confetti. “Anyway, wait… What was I going to say again?”

Rebecca stumbles back, her foot catching in a tangle of shoes before she falls to the floor. “Oh, I remember now! Jenn and Andrea told me to tell you to go to the front room. They’ve got something waiting for you there.”

I nod, helping her back to her feet before leaving the kitchen. On my way out, she waves me goodbye as people slam against me, making my trip out much longer than usual. If I had been as drunk as everyone else, I wouldn’t have minded but considering I was running on two hours of sleep, I had very little patience for the people around me.

Past the kitchen and the living room, the amount of people lessen with each step, and only coats and jackets remain to fill the floors. Looking around the room, I can’t spot Jenn nor Andrea. In fact the only people I see are two girls tangled in each other’s arms by the door.

Whipping out my phone, I slide down the corner wall, completely convinced that Rebecca was too drunk to even know what she was talking about. Sitting amongst the coats and jackets do I realise that the music is louder here with the surround sound speakers, but the sound of Kanye West is almost comforting as I scroll through Twitter, ignoring the mess of poetic words and subtweets that flash on my screen. It’s only when I see your icon do I stop, and I quickly bring my phone closer to my face, making sure that the lights aren’t playing tricks on my eyes, and that your latest tweet is real.

‘it’s cold, but i don’t think LA’s ever looked this pretty’

For a while, I just sit there, staring at that sentence till my eyes blur and water. Six times. I have to read your tweet six times before I get it through my head that you’re still in Los Angeles and not thousands of miles away. I have even more questions running through my mind, but I’m too happy to even question why you’re here.Though you’re not next to me, it’s enough to raise my spirits that we’re somewhat close. We’re on the same country, standing on the same state, living in the same time. And I can’t stop the smile that reaches my lips.

My mind is manic as memories of you trace back into me, even though they never left in the first place. I see shaking hands, reaching and tearing articles of clothing. I see lips, stretching into smiles. I see eyes, lighting up when the other walks into the room. I see us, grasping at the other as we kiss in the darkness, hiding our love from onlookers. But, among our jungle of memories, the clearest thing that I see is you. You’re standing still, your lips are trembling and your chin is wobbling. I see tears threatening to slip down your cheek, and I almost sprint across the room to kiss them away.

“Con?”

I blink, and I don’t see your tweet anymore but only the face I just saw in my head. But, how is this possible? Everything is happening too quickly, and the gears in my mind are whirring into overdrive as I piece two and two together. You’re here, you’re actually here right in front of me and you’re not just a figment of my imagination. “Troye?”

Your mouth stretches into a smile, crinkling the corners of your eyes as I feel my breath catch in my throat, because I just can’t believe you’re here. It doesn’t seem real, you being here when I expect you to still be at the airport like that picture you attached to your latest tweet. My heart beats even faster when I see you silently crossing the room, the same smile still on your face. Quickly, I notice every other noise in the house turning into a silent hum and from then, the only sound that reaches my ears, is the sound of your footsteps.

“Con… Connor, hey.” You mumble, your voice soft like a whisper yet so, so calming. “I missed you so much.”

Before I can stop myself, I run towards you, meeting you halfway as I throw my arms around you. This time, I can actually feel you and my finger itches to pull your chin close so I can kiss your lips. But, we let go, only standing together as we stare into each other’s eyes, not even touching as we figuratively clamour and clasp for every single feature on our bodies. For a small eternity, we stay like this before you bring yourself closer, your eyelashes touching my face as you rest your forehead on mine.

“How… why? What are you doing here?” I ask, now holding your face in my hands.

You grin, chuckling slightly as you kiss my nose, then my cheek, then the corner of mouth, barely touching my lips. “Because, you’re here.”

At this point, I am completely fixated, my mind is calm but my heart still flutters at the sound of your voice. Now that you’re here, I am blank. But, as I look into your eyes, I finally find a light that shines in the darkest parts of my mind. You’re glancing down at me, your eyes glinting with mischief and mystery as you lean in closer, finally placing your lips on mine. The kiss is gentle, far more innocent than any other we’ve shared before, but as chaste as it is, I fall deeper in love with you. You’re glory in every corner of my dimly lit world, and I can’t thank you enough for that. Eventually, you pull your head back, breaking the kiss but stepping in even closer as you snake your arms around my waist, holding me close. 

“I love you, Troye. I really, really do.” I say, murmuring right into your ear, and even though I’ve said it so many times before, this time feels different. Years from now, I would look back on this very moment, knowing that this was when I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.

“I know, I love you too… I really love you too.” You say, whispering slightly before you kiss me again, adding to the echo of my ever growing smile when you don’t stop till we reach the new year.

Around us, chaos erupts when everyone sees us together, yet somehow, I don’t care. I don’t care that our secret is no longer a secret, because before you came, every face and every object brought dissatisfaction, but now, I smile as I find beauty in the simplest of things.

With you, I’m so glad and I can’t think of a better way to spend New Years when I know that this new beginning is far better than the one that you had last year. I love you so much and I can’t stop kissing every spot on your face, and I can’t stop pointing out how happy I am. But, I am, simply because you’re here and we’re together. It feels a little unfamiliar since we’ve been apart for so long, but I cherish it. I cherish you, and I cherish our little together.

fandomsnstuff  asked:

This can be prompt or not but what if Mabel, in desperation for her family to be all happy and fixed, uses the memory thing to make her Grunkles forget about the whole science fair thing. So, as far as they know, Stan never "sabotaged" Ford's project.

How about a really sad headcanon scenario? 

Stan and Ford wake up and discover that they aren’t mad at each other anymore - in fact, they can’t really remember what they were mad about in the first place. Ford comes downstairs and says, “Stan, I have no idea why I haven’t said it yet, but thank you for saving me by the way.” And Stan’s like “actually I was just thinking about that too - I never apologized for pushing you in!” and then kinda laugh about it and then go about their day and Mabel’s all smiley because finally she found a way to fix things - but then Dipper comes down he he realizes immediately that the dynamic between his uncle’s has changed. Stan’s actually smiling a little, while Ford is in the room. He remembers Mabel asking about the memory gun the night before and just shoots her this look like I-can’t-believe-you-did-this, it’s-wrong. Mabel can tell right away she’s in trouble with him but she just stuffs it down, because this is her way of proving to herself that things WON’T end badly with her and her brother. If Stan and Ford can get along again, so can she and Dipper. 

But over the next few weeks Mabel starts to realize what a mistake she’s made. Stan and Ford are starting to lose more of the memories - because if they can’t remember the science fair, they can’t remember why they didn’t speak for 10 years in the first place. Stan can’t remember what he did for those ten years, and Ford has to flip through the journals to remind himself of things he used to know like the back of his hand. It gets worse and worse until one day, Stan walks into the shop and sees Mabel at the counter and for a moment Mabel can see in his eyes that he’s forgotten who she is or why she’s there - but then it all comes back and he just goes on with his day. But Mabel saw and she knows what’s happening is her fault, and Dipper knows too. And as their grunkles slowly forget everything Dipper begins to retreat from Mabel more and more, until eventually by the end of the summer he can’t even meet her eyes because she did this to them, she destroyed them, all for her own selfish reasons. Dipper has never felt so betrayed in his life. 

He expresses concern to their parents about Stan and Ford and how he’s worried they won’t be able to live on their own for much longer - hell, Ford could wake up one day and have no clue why his house is a gift shop, or Stan might not know where he is or how he got there. They might not recognize themselves in the mirror. So his parents agree to let Dipper go back on his own a few times a year to check in - school vacations and stuff like that - but Dipper makes it very clear that Mabel does not need to tag along, he can handle it. So Mabel stays behind and when the next summer rolls around, Dipper asks if she’ll be coming to the Mystery Shack with him and she can tell by his voice that he’s hoping the answer is no, no I’m not, so that’s what she says. The years pass and Mabel visits less and less - she can tell when she’s not wanted - and Dipper spends all the time he can up in Oregon. After high school, Dipper finds a college close to the shack that he likes and moves up their permanently, and Mabel is left behind. On their 23nd birthday Mabel sits alone in her apartment and realizes it’s been 10 years since she and Dipper got along, exactly the same thing that had happened to her uncles, the thing she was trying to avoid, and it’s her fault. 

She decides its high time they fix things and plans a trip up to the Mystery Shack. When she gets there, she finds that the shack has been closed indefinitely and there’s only one car in the driveway. Mabel lets herself in and finds Dipper alone in the basement, mindlessly scribbling in one of Ford’s old books. “Dipper? Where’s Grunkle Stan and - what are you doing down here? Where’s Ford?” 

And Dipper just slowly turns around and Mabel sees bright yellow glowing back at her and someone else’s voice tells her, “tsk, shooting star, they’ve been dead for years.”


So yeah sorry now you all have to deal with that mess^

There was no way I could fit that all into a one-post fic but maybe someday if there’s interest I’ll write it all out as an AU? Who knows. Thank you so much for this prompt and I hope this is satisfactory! Lol seriously though, I’m so sorry this is just a mess of a headcanon instead of something actually readable this was a really great idea!!! 

Alright e’rr’body, gather ‘round and listen to some theories on what I think might happen in the next two years of the comic and why Jack and Bitty won’t get together at the end of Year 2. (These were made on Monday. I yelled when some of these points were kinda confirmed-ish.)

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anonymous asked:

It’s time that the show refocused on one of the leads of the show – Laurel. So I don’t get why everyone is so upset that she will get 3 & maybe 4 eps to show her journey to Black Canary. She was always meant to be Team Arrow & has been pushed to the back for make room for SUPPORTING actors of the show. That never made sense. It’s about time the show realized that. So all of the “Original Team Arrow” fans should just get used to the fact that she was always meant to be Original Team Arrow.

Well.  I have been sitting on this “ask” for a couple of days because I truly wanted to do it justice in my response.  Then I realized, this “ask” makes my point for me.  You said it yourself,  Anon,  the LL character was sidelined for TWO years and to suddenly thrust her into the forefront destroys a dynamic that has made this show successful.  

Arrow is about Oliver Queen.  The show is not about LL.  Even if she is billed as the female lead, it is not about LL.  So, in actuality, other than Oliver Queen, every character is a supporting character to Oliver’s story.   As for making room for Diggle and Felicity (I’m assuming that is what you meant when you capitalized supporting….), Diggle was introduced in the very first episode and was part of the EPs and writers plan to support and join Oliver in his crusade.  This show was going to involve him just as much as LL.  The EPs and the writers gave Diggle the hint of a storyline and background that we have just begun to scratch the surface of discovery.  Now the happy accident in Felicity – well, that was a gift that could not be overlooked.  A beautiful, brainy female interacts with the hero of the story in a three minute scene and the chemistry just explodes off the screen, any EP would be a fool to turn that down.  And luckily, our EPs are not fools and they saw what the show was missing in Felicity and brought this character back over and over until she became an integral part of Original Team Arrow.  You know what?  I’m not going to defend Felicity, again, in this reply, except to say, like ALL the characters, she is a supporting character, but next to Diggle, is most important characters in Oliver’s journey.

It’s fine if you believe that LL was always supposed to be Original Team Arrow, but I don’t.  You see, if that were the case, she would have been brought into Oliver’s secret much earlier and not because someone else told her but because Oliver chose to tell her.  (You should read ah-maa-zing brilliant meta about how Oliver choosing who he brought into his secret is important:http://ah-maa-zing.tumblr.com/post/103388439789/idk-if-youve-read-the-interview-way-back-when).   Original Team Arrow has always been and always will be Oliver, Diggle, and Felicity.  For two seasons, these three have worked together, building trust between each other, faith in one another, and creating a family they know they can turn to in times of need.  These three have worked tirelessly for two years to save the city.  These three have been bound together by events that have continued to shape them into whom they are today.  Regardless of what is going on personally in their lives, they jump when one of their own is in trouble.  These three can talk to each other in a way they don’t talk to Roy or to LL.  These three can say things without saying anything at all that both LL and Roy will miss completely or just not understand.  They have fought together for so long that they are exactly as Felicity described them to Barry, a “well-oiled machine.”  Nothing can change the fact that Original Team Arrow was Oliver, Diggle, and Felicity.  This is what was introduced to us in Season 1, beginning with Diggle joining Oliver in 1.04 and the final member of the team, Felicity, joining in 1.14.  Everyone else is just a member of the team and not THE team.  In my mind, that is an important distinction. 

After two years of a character being, as you say, “side-lined” it makes no sense to me that she is suddenly becoming BC in three episodes.  While she may have had a background in self-defense and is training with Ted, I don’t see her being ready.  And that may be the point of these three episodes.  I don’t know, but if she is suddenly able to fight as well as Oliver or Diggle, well, I’m not buying.  I’ll trust the EPs and writers with one episode and go from there.  But Anon, make no mistake, this in no way makes her Original Team Arrow, that team was made in Season 1. 

Anon, I don’t speak on behalf of anyone but myself, so take this for what it is – my opinion.

anonymous asked:

I do love your replies to questions like this because they're always so great and make me really happy to be a Bonenzo fangirl. What was your favourite Bonenzo moments in the latest episode and why?

Awww, thank you so much, sweet anon!! <3 I swear I’m on some pink Bonenzo-cloud right now, that episode was gold! I’m really glad you asked for my favorite momentS, because if you aksed for one moment Idk what I’d do with myself, lol! I’ve picked 3 moments that quite literally KILLED me.

The first one is the phonecall followed by Enzo’s breakdown. Julie Plec said that we’ll see more and more of how much he loves her, and boy did we see that in this episode. The phonecall was SO cute and romantic, Bonnie wanting him by her side till the very end.

Following that we got Enzo’s first of probably several breakdowns, judging by the promo pics for next week. He literally could not control his emotions, going from uncontrollable screaming to having to use Damon’s car to keep him standing, all while obviously fighting his tears.

I love this one because as heartbreaking as it is, I just love to see how passionate Enzo is about Bonnie, how she literally is his whole world. We’ve seen how agressive he can be since the day he came to the show, but to see all his passion and even his agression finally coming from a place of pure love rather than hate or revenge is so beautiful to see.

The second moment that had me drowning in feels is the part where Enzo goes back to his wifey in THEIR HOME, to the sofa in front of THEIR FIREPLACE, and he puts a blanket over her and stares at her all sad and then she’s like “You came back” and Enzo’s like “When have I not” (because in all 3 years she’s lived there he’s always been coming back!!) and you can see Enzo fight his tears, and then Bonnie takes his hand and looks up at him and sees how sad he is and she can’t bear to see him like that, and then they cuddle up together and Bonnie starts talking like out of all things she’s experienced in her life, what she’ll think about going into her dying moments is the time she spent with Enzo. And in the end they manage to bring a smile to each others face, as always! And the fact that they got in a reference to my favorite Disney-movie didn’t hurt.

The last moment I wanna talk about is the scene at the couch at the Salvatore Mansion. It’s only about 30 second long, but OMG. What I really love about this scene is how Enzo calls Bonniy “my darling”. MY DARLING! This guy never had a girlfriend in his life, never had someone to love who loved him back, and here he finally found her, but she is dying, and he’s sitting there, holding her hand, tenderly touching her face, looking at her like she’s the most precious thing in the whole world and calling her MY DARLING with this soft voice and the whole thing just turn me into a PUDDLE of feels.

God, I’m trash. Anyways, hope you find some kind of enjoyment my rambling anon.