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Unmasked (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by peterparkerimagine

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Relationships: Peter Parker x fem!hero!reader

Warnings: None, just some mild violence, cursing and fluffiness! And a kiss 😘

Request: Can I request a image where Peter has a huge crush on the reader but the reader is a avenger and he doesn’t know it and at the end she meets spiderman and when he shows his mask they kiss or something

A/N: Omg this is just like my story Partner’s in (Fighting) Crime. To the anon who requested this, please go check that out if you would like to see this idea drawn out a bit more! That being said, I hope you all enjoy this! 


Peter was drifting off in class again staring at you. He has had the biggest crush on you for as long as he can remember. You were so pretty, smart and you were the only girl in school who didn’t think it was lame that he still played with legos. He’d love to build a set with you one day. 

“Peter.” He could imagine your voice saying to him as you gave him one of your sweet smiles that shone like the sun. “Peter.” You say again and he closes his eyes and sighs. “Peter!” An older woman yelled at him and he jumped in his seat to find the whole class staring at him. “Do you mind telling us what the answer to number three is?” His teacher asks. 

“Uh…Well…” He starts and looks at his notes. He hadn’t paid attention to what the teacher was saying. 

“I see you were daydreaming again.” She says and Peter’s cheeks flare up in embarrassment and he avoids your concerned gaze. 

All the kids laugh at him but you give them a glare and they all immediately go silent. They may not have known that you were secretly an Avenger, but you were fierce enough in school that they knew not to mess with you. The bell rang and you all got up to leave. You made your way over to Peter once you left the classroom. 

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“ W̱̦h̻a͈̳t?̱̱͈ ̞̼͍̠N̘̼o̳͇̥,̗̪̳̳̩ͅ ̻̼̗̻͙I͉̦̭'m͈̙̗̘ ̘̳̪͚̻n̦̫̹̺̬̳̼ot͚̺̪͖ ̯̳̫p͙͕̺͔u̬̲͙͎̲̘̳t͖ț̹̯͍͇̠̠i̦͈̖͙̺n̹̭̮̻g͈̟̫̘ o͎̫̩̻͇̝ṋ͎̠̼̱ͅ ͕͉̦̠͉͇̲on̲̹̥̙ͅe͖̺̺̳̭̫ ̫̝o̪͕ͅf̘ ̙yo̪̤̜͚̖̰͚u͈͙̫r̙̥̯̤͉̯ su̠i̹̠̰̻̤̠̬t̻̩̲s̗͉̳̲̣͇̗, ̭̝̯͓̝̱͕f͎͈̬͕̱u̲͓͍̠̳̼̮c̝̥̼k̭͔̰ ͎̖̝̩̣o͕ff.̫̠̥ “

Do you want my help or not?

“ T̳h͕͈̖̰͕ͅe̮͍̩̹̤̭ͅ ̠͇͔̭f̳̗̼u̙͎c̣̫̦k͈̲̞̯ ̹̮̟d̟͈̺̲̺o̤͎͙̙͕̺͓e̻̖̺̠͎̬̗s͎̖̼̗͎ ̣͙̝͖̘̲a͖̜̣̺͔͈̫ ͖s̞̱ͅͅu̻̠̺̠͎ḭ̳̘̳ͅt̥͖̲̤̬ ̹͔̭͖̦͔͇ḥ̘a̠͇v̹̭͓̩e ̠̜t͇̫̺o̠̗͎̤̮̩͓ ̳͉͔̭d̹̹̝̹o̼͕ ̱w̞̬i̞̖͓t̞̖̪h̯͕͈̠͍̟͉ ̭͉̠y̹̪̯o̝͙͉̯͉͍u ̥h̙̙e̖̲̩̗̱̲ͅl̜p̩̣͔̳i̳̻̦͖n̤̩͈̜͈̻g͚̫̲̱ ̭͉͖̳̪̭m̬̲͍e̩͚̮̘̩̭͈?̜̣̳̗͎ ”

You’ve been bemoaning this whole time that nobody will pay attention to you. That nobody is taking you seriously. That you envy the grip I have on other people.

“Ye̥a̼ͅh,̦͕ ͔a̯̞͉nd̲̘̖̝̗?”

And you’re willing to take my lead, aren’t you? You asked me to mentor you – that was the word that you used.

“ ’͚̱C̯͕̱͈o̺͔̥̺̲u̟̹̬̹̼̹r̬̦̹̩̣̜̰s̺̝͈͖̖e͉̮ ̦͈̙̻̫̻͔I̖̖̣̦͖̬̭ ̰͔a̼̥̗̬m̪̹̜̥,̩̺ ̘͉̦̳̥‘̲̞c̘͉̻o̖̮̤ṳ̖̣̗͕̳̟r̮̮̮̠̫̯s̰̪̻̥̘̘e̼̮̣̦ ͖̥͙I ͈ḏ͔͔̭id̹̞̗.̘̯̹ͅ ”

So then we’re on the same page.

“ F̺a̟͎͈͎̰̻n͓t̗͓̞͖ͅa͎̣͍̹͈̖̦st͎i̘̳͔͖c͉̖̞͈̟.̦̱͇ ”

Then put on the suit.

“ Ị̈͋̿̋͂̒̌’͉͎M̪̰̝͉̾͗ͣ ͚̫N̠̥͙̗̠̖̖̽̾ͨ̈́́O̗ͨͣ̀ͧ̎Ṫ̻̺ͨ͗ͭ͂ ̺͉̣̜̟̬̔P͆̅̅̑̄̃U̺̱̱̗̦ͮ̋̏ͮ̐͊T͉͒́̄̽̾̑T̻̣̙̝͐͒ͧͅI̬̗͎̿́ͩ̽̎͛N͕̤͍̬̞ͩͯ̂̄ͨ̎ͅG̭̼̎ͥͦ͛̓̽̓ ͇͊O͎̝͉N͖̜̮̘̺͚͆͛ͪ̅̎ͪ ̬̝͕̏̈́ͨͫ͛ͪȌ̻N̞͙͎ͮ͛͑ͧ̔̂E͇̗͓̯̽̓̽͌͗̇ ̟̬̤̺̲̬͂̚ͅO͚̞̤F̜̺͚̞ ̤͓̤̮̒Y͈̜̞͕͉͓̯̊̀ͤͪǑ̬ͧ̒͐̉ͩ̍U̜̞̝̣͖͖ͬͤ̑R̒͛̑̌̓̈́ ͫ̈́̐ͣ̂̍F̪ͫͮ̿U̖̟̻͆͂ͬ̑̀̚C̜̮͉ͮ̽ͭK͙͈̍͋͒̽͋̏ͤI͖͖̳̖͉̝̜ͣN̓̌G̣͈̙̯̰ͭ͗ͥͬ̚ ̯̘̥̽̃̽ͅS̼ͫ͒͑̾͋L̜̥Ė͎͂̂̅̚A̔͐̇̽ͨZ̰̓̀̋Y̲̩͍̠͊͐ͩ̊̿̽ ͗̋̀ͪ͌C̙̰̹̟͖̬ͮ͑̄O͓̼̹͙͉̽̈̽ͭ̇̚R̹̯̥̜͊ͭP̥̰̳͔͗̔̿ͩ̓ͫ̎O̙̤͖̿͐͒̿͌̌̋R͚̹͔̜͍̪̅̌ͩͅA̗͔̟̠̮͓͛ͨ̒ͤͯT͕̦̿ͬ͊ͧͫ͂E̦̞̮͔̔̂͗̅̓͌-̓Ă̯̪͙̗̎ͩ͂S͓̳̪̻͗ͤͭ̓ͧ̽̂S̳̬̻̝ͭͪͣ ̦͙̪͎̩̍̐͊̆̾̄S͖̝͖͙ͮU̻̤͇̼̖ͯ̔̅̀͆I͖̟͇̫͈̭͑̀̍ͅT͚̥̤̋̅S͍͇̹̩̖͓̒ͪ͌̾ͪ́ ͎̮̱̜̰̅ͤ͗ͬ̏Y̠͐O̒̿̌͑̏Ũ͚̺̞̱͕̲̞̈́ͨ̎̅ ̪̬͕̖̟̹̪͆̾ͫS̈́ͨ͐ͮͧ̊E̥̮͉͖̩͕̿̑͒̋̊L͓̫̞̐ͪ͋̈̂ͤͥF̪͉̰̭̬͇̻ͤ͊̆̽-ͤ̅̉̓ͮ̏Ỉ͙̋ͩ̍ͧͨ̓M͓̣̫̯̰͊ͤ̇̇P̹̥̖͚̪̆́̊̓̽̒O͔̟R͖͙̰͔̭̟̀̒̑͐̓͒͑T̯͙̲̹͍ͫ̇̋ͨͅẢ̘̦̫͈̺͖̲͛Ň̗͙̳̞̈́̏̽Ṱ͎̖͉̥̺̜̍̑͑ ͖̼͎̖̫͙́ͨͭ̌͗͂H̺̉̐̎͛Ã͍̣̾́̔L̐̍L̼̭͉̘̯͕͌́͗̔U͚̘̬̙̟͖CI͛N̮̼͌͛̾͋ͣ̆ͪA̼̗͎͎̝͍̰ͤͯ́̎TͫI̪͈͍̼̫̝̔̂̃͗̈́͒O͕̫͓̦̞͋̋̌ͅN̬̗ͮͣ”

…and then, of course, he puts on the suit

I want a relationship with someone who always wants to talk to me, no matter the time. I want a relationship with someone who I can have a genuine conversation with. I want a relationship with someone who I can trust and doesn’t make me question whether or not they want to be with me. I want a relationship with someone who cares about how my day was and how my dad is. I want a relationship with someone who isn’t always happy and positive. You can be upset and crying, I promise to comfort you and help the best I can. I will always be by your side. I just hope you do the same for me. I want a relationship with someone who I can have fun with and joke around with. Who doesn’t take everything so seriously and can laugh at themselves. I want a relationship with someone who is confident. Go ahead, be cocky and proud of yourself. Confidence is cute. I want a relationship with someone who I can be myself with and not have to worry about impressing you or being judged. I want a relationship with someone who I can take everywhere and show them off to the world because I’m proud to be with you. I want a relationship with someone who will put the effort in and try to make things last. I want a relationship with someone who I can love. Who I can treat like a queen. I just want a relationship with someone that means something.

Netflix Customer Service

Alright everyone! So I’ve just finished getting off a 20 minute call with customer service. The lady that took my call was the sweetest thing. What she said? They’ve been receiving calls like crazy about the cancellation of sense8 from left to right. She also told me there have been some angry callers, but please guys, if you want something done, please be kind, being angry isn’t going to help when you’re talking to these people. She also told me that EVERY SINGLE FEEDBACK THEY RECEIVE FROM US COUNTS AND THEY TAKE IT SERIOUSLY. As she also said that Netflix is probably the only company she knows that does this. I spoke to her about the possibility of there being at least a special or a movie so we may be able to get a good and decent finale. Everything that we tell these people is being typed down and sent to headquarters. I came to ask as well about the possibility of Netflix selling the show forward and she said she wouldn’t know about that and told me that they can possibly keep making money off of sense8 if it’s still there. Make sure you guys tell them that if they cancelled it because they weren’t getting enough views; I specifically said to her “if you’re going to cancel it because it’s not getting enough views, excuse my language, but advertise your shit”. Why keep making money from a show that’s been cancelled if you’re not getting views and you’re not willing to promote it. I live in New York City and the only time there was ever something concerning sense8 here was the season 2 premiere which was amazing. Please let them know what this show means to you as well. She told me that people have called her and told her that they’re cancelling their accounts and this is happening fast where people are unsubscribing. Everything we do for this show makes a difference. She told me to lets keep our heads up and stay on the lookout which I won’t say it’s essentially a good thing but we’re doing good. So keep up the good work everyone, lets keep doing this!

Anything is possible.

The customer service line is 1-866-579-7172
PLEASE MAKE SURE TO BE KIND!

more texts for you bitches

ANGSTY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life.
[text] I should have never let you back into my life.
[text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that.
[text] Please don’t walk away.
[text] Please don’t do this.
[text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you?
[text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it.
[text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again.
[text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong.
[text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me.
[text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did
[text] The truth is I’m not over you.
[text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you.
[text] I’m seeing someone else.
[text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker?
[text] You’re so selfish.
[text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them].
[text] FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMB CUTE FACE

LOVING TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah.
[text] Be careful.
[text] I’m only saying it because I love you.
[text] I’m only saying it because I care about you.
[text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee.
[text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week?
[text] Let me take you out, please?
[text] Let me make you dinner tonight.
[text] I want you to be happy.
[text] You’re always safe with me.
[text] I can’t stop thinking about you.
[text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you.
[text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that.
[text] It was so good seeing you.
[text] You don’t need this shit.
[text] I’ll be there in five minutes.
[text] Let me help, please?
[text] You’re important to me.
[text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that.
[text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day.
[text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love.
[text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??

ANGRY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now.
[text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut.
[text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!?
[text] Lose my number, asshole.
[text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so.
[text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf.
[text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend.
[text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is.
[text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it?
[text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole.
[text] Go fuck yourself.
[text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you?
[text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first.
[text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now
[text] Bye and have a very fuck you day

SEXY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this.
[text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair.
[text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor.
[text] Come over. With condoms.
[text] You should come over, clothing optional.
[text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT
[text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life
[text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous?
[text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended.
[text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together
[text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis.
[text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology.
[text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH.
[text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking?
[text] I just need some of your time and all of your body.
[text] I am available for nakedness
[text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love

DRUNK TEXTS, BITCH

[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w
[drunk text] AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH
[drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever
[drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known
[drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like
[drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss
[drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon
[drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight
[drunk text] FUCK YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS
[drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no
[drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated
[drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol.
[drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin
[drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE

ToG Valentine's Day Greeting Cards!
  • Manon: I want to eat your heart out.
  • Dorian: Let me give you a magic hand this Valentine's Day.
  • Chaol: I'm Chaol Westfallin for you.
  • Aelin: Let me be your fireheart.
  • Rowan: I've got a big hawk for you this Valentine's Day.
  • Asterin: I wanna be UNCLEAN with you.
  • Lorcan: I'm Hellas over heels for you.
  • Elide: You make me weak in the ankles, Valentine.
  • Maeve: I love you so much I could lock you in an iron box and throw away the key.
  • Nehemiah: I'd die for you, Valentine.
  • Aedion: I want to pillage your village.
  • Fenrys: I'd take a blood oath for you, Valentine.
  • Gavriel: I'd be lion if I said I wasn't into you.
  • Lysandra: I'll be whatever you want this Valentine's Day. No seriously. I can literally be whatever you want.
  • Erawan: I wanna implant you this Valgentine's Day.
  • Sam: It's torture just thinking of you.
  • Rolfe: I'd let you ride my Sea Dragon.
  • [thanks to @hermajestymanon and @itach-I for helping me with this]
Lance and Matt becoming great friends??
  • Sleepovers in Lance’s room
    • face masks (how tf do you think Matt looks so young he didn’t even break his skincare routine while in Galra captivity smh)
    • Lance yawning before training because they’d been up all night binge watching some reality show Matt won’t admit he loves
    • Matt falls asleep really quickly at first because he hasn’t had a proper bed to sleep on for so long and he’s just so comfortable and safe and relaxed
    • One of those nights Lance just drones on without noticing Matt’s not even awake until he asks a question like twenty minutes later
    • Lance showing Matt his favourite musicals and songs (he’s a major fan of In the Heights) and Matt really getting into Be More Chill
      • Jamming out for weeks on one soundtrack
      • Lance is a lot more into it than Matt is but Matt thinks its sweet how passionate Lance gets
      • Psychoanalyzing characters for three hours straight while they just stare at the ceiling
    • MIDNIGHT SNACKS
    • Random urges to train at one in the morning
    • Matt waking Lance up at random times by pulling back his sleep mask and letting it ping back onto Lance’s face
  • They both loVE to talk
    • Long pining talks about their Brogane crushes
    • Matt reminiscing about his garrison days because he hasn’t had anyone to talk to since forever and Lance is one of the few who will listen to his long winded rants
    • Lance talking about his home and his family and how they immigrated and his siblings and nieces and nephews
    • Mutual admiration of dead memes that only they remember
      • Using them out loud in conversation at the dinner table and the other one cracking up while everyone else is just confused
      • ’Snarkon (snail Zarkon)’
    • Talking about the best times with their best friends
      • They both used to sneak out with their friends and zoom around in the desert
      • Lance and Hunk used a lot of the same secret passages Shiro and Matt used to
    • Them both just mentioning their gay crushes casually because it’s just so easy to talk and they trust each other
  • Lance telling Matt about all of Pidge’s accomplishments
    • Matt cries because his little Katie went through so much for him
    • Lance really making Pidge seem like a badass because hell that’s one of his best friends and they ARE
      • “And then Pidge just BLEW IT UP it was AMAZING you’d have loved it”
      • “Pidge was like really distant at first and Hunk and I were like ‘yo, what’s up with this dude’ but we never thought it was because they were a GIRL in DISGUISE tracking down her MISSING OLDER BROTHER in OUTER SPACE”
      • “And they reprogrammed one of the droids to be on our side??? Amazing?? What a talented kid??”
    • Matt taking a while to get used to Pidge’s name and pronouns and Lance being there to support him when he feels guilty for three days, because he’s trying and that’s what matters and Pidge appreciates it
  • Matt letting Lance in on Shiro’s secrets
    • Matt confirming Lance’s theory that Shiro is not a human god, but a human disaster
    • snickers whenever Shiro says ‘specifically’ because until he was 18 he said ‘pacifically’. Matt called him out in their senior year at the garrison and wouldn’t let him live it down
    • Shiro used to use eyebrow stencils and made Matt hold the mirror every morning until Matt finally superglued one to the wall of their dorm. They had to pay like twenty bucks when they graduated to pay for the damage.
  • Comforting each other on rough nights
    • Lance knocking on Matt’s door when Hunk is asleep with his pillow in hand and Matt just opening the door and letting Lance sit on his bed with him and platonic cuddles and reassurance
    • Matt going to Lance when he has a nightmare because Lance will listen and won’t panic because he’s been there and he knows how it feels
    • Lance getting really tired at dinner and he gives Matt a signal and Matt will know that Lance is starting to get overwhelmed and he’ll come up with an excuse for Lance to leave
    • Matt talking and talking about how worried he used to get about Shiro after they were first captured
    • Matt missing his dad and Lance sitting next to his friend and reminding him how proud his dad would have been
  • Them both taking comfort in the other’s presence
    • Lance finally glad not to be the seventh wheel anymore
      • Hunk and Pidge are getting closer with every passing day and he was really worried he would be alone
      • But Matt came in and made him feel welcome and wanted and appreciated
      • And they just click together and it is just what Lance needed
      • Matt doesn’t even know how much he helped Lance just by showing up
    • Matt feeling useless because they’d been fine without him for however long or feeling like a burden because Pidge/Shiro went through so much for him
      • Lance going out of his way to make Matt feel worthy of care
        • “Of course Matt, anything for you buddy!“
        • “No need to worry about it, dude!”
        • “Here man, did you want some?”
        • “I saw this and I thought of you.”
      • Picking up gifts for Matt on his missions
      • Lance reminding him that without Matt none of them would have found Voltron at all
        • “Seriously, you were a major help!”
      • Lance giving Matt hundreds of nicknames
      • Lance taking care of his friend (I could go on for years)
  • Them just being great friends in general

TL/DR: Matt and Lance become besties and you can’t convince me otherwise

im honestly so disgusted at the amount of people hating on Kyla (from PRISTIN) just because her thighs touch and she has curves??? like first off, shes only 15 years old, meaning that she is STILL GROWING and her body is still DEVELOPING so,  naturally shes going through some changes, second off, she has a great body, im honestly not seeing whats wrong with her??

Third off, shout-out to PLEDIS for seeing her talent and recognizing that she is still a teenager that is growing, and is still a perfect, beautiful idol.

This is seriously so sickening, alot of idols have bodies like her (i.e Ailee, Joy, Hwasa, etc.) and they are just as beautiful and talented as her. Also, she is fluent in english, and imagine how much it would hurt to scroll through the comments JUST AFTER YOU DEBUTED and to read that??! It takes alot of courage to be an idol, and you nasty people are not helping.

Maybe its because im close to her age, but i would really not want that happen to me. Just, stop. There is no reason to use your crusty fingers to type that.

So, anyways I love PRISTIN and Kyla is beautiful and super talented. (her stage presence is so good).

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If you can help me out, I would appreciate it so much. my venmo username is @ annnmoody, seriously if everyone that follows me gave me a penny I would be set for the next week. Anything will help!

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The Sixth House: Contempt

Virgos are notorious for being picky and judgmental. Think of a little kid wrinkling her nose at a plate of food, saying “I’m not going to eat that, it’s too greasy” or an old man giving the stink eye to some ‘hooligans’ laughing a little too loudly in public. 

Virgo rules the 6th house, so that energy and attitude may transfer to the sign on the 6th house cusp and planets that fall into the sixth house. 

You may also reject or neglect the needs of the natal planets that fall into your sixth house. Deep down, that kid actually wants to enjoy junk food. The old man misses the days he laughed with his friends. 

It’s a difficult situation, which is why planets in the 6th are often treated as ‘afflicted.’ There is often a conflict between how you think you ‘should’ be, vs. what you want deep down. 

Aries/Mars in the 6th: You are repulsed by people who are selfish, loud, and competitive. You may have contempt for people who are too open with their anger and other emotions. You have no patience for bossy personalities. You can neglect your own inner drive to compete, win, and express anger.

Taurus/Venus in the 6th: You dislike people who are vain, lazy, and materialistic. You may be grossed out by traditionally ‘romantic’ gestures. You might even be turned off by people who are ‘excessively’ beautiful or charming. You might neglect your own need to feel beautiful and experience romance.

Gemini/Mercury[?] in the 6th: You have a lot of contempt for people who gossip or just talk excessively and don’t take things seriously. You have little patience for idle chatter. You don’t like people who are flaky, unreliable, and seem to have a lot of casual acquaintances. You might neglect your own need for idle chatter and talking just for fun. 

Cancer/Moon in the 6th: You’re grossed out by people who seek sympathy, cry easily, are ruled by their emotions, and act cowardly. You have no patience for moodiness or those who expect to be coddled. You prefer to offer practical advice rather than emotional support. You may neglect your emotional needs.

Leo/Sun in the 6th: You’re irked by egotistical, self-centered, self-serving personalities. You don’t like those who actively seek love, admiration, and attention. You have no patience for vanity. People who post a lot of selfies and get a lot of likes might be the bane of your existence. You hate casual dating and sex. You neglect your need for attention.

Virgo/Mercury[?] in the 6th: (Ironically) you’re judgmental of people who are judgmental. You think people who are health freaks are kind of stupid. You can’t stand uptight personalities. Perfectionists can drive you up the wall. You might not like people who are nervous and easily stressed out. This is a good position, so you might not neglect any basic need, but you might want to take better care of your body.

Libra/Venus in the 6th: [See Taurus] Additionally, you have no patience for those who are approval-seeking and image-obsessed. When people do things just to ‘be fair,’ you lose respect for them. Co-dependency is a huge issue. You may neglect your need for approval and partnership.

Scorpio/Pluto in the 6th: You are irked by dark, obsessive, passionate personalities. You have no patience for people who are out to ‘get revenge’ and hold grudges. You can’t stand paranoia or mind games. You may neglect your own need for passion and soul-deep connections.

Sagittarius/Jupiter in the 6th [?]: You don’t like flakes, irresponsible people, or those who don’t take things seriously. You don’t understand mindless optimism. You might think gambling is really stupid. You don’t like blunt, tactless personalities. You might neglect your need to be a little reckless, indulgent, and irresponsible every now and then. 

Capricorn/Saturn in the 6th: You think people who take everything too seriously are stupid. You might not like loners. You don’t like people who care too much about their reputation. You can’t stand workaholics. You might neglect your own need for professional accomplishment.

Aquarius/Uranus in the 6th: You don’t like people who seem to try too hard to be ‘weird’ and ‘unique.’ You don’t care for rebels or intellectuals. You can’t stand erratic behavior and unemotional personalities. You also don’t like people who always have to fit in to a social group. You might neglect your own need to stand out or have a group that you fit into. 

Pisces/Neptune in the 6th [?]: You might not like people who seem to have their head in the clouds. You don’t like people who are weak, apathetic, and manipulative. You have no patience for lies or delusions. You might neglect your own need to escape reality.

**Not sure if this got it right, esp with Mercury, but also Jupiter and Neptune. I’m opening the ask box for questions/comments on this post/your personal experience with 6th house planets and would appreciate feedback. 

edit: fuck it… i don’t know… tried my best… astrology is hard… just leaving this post the way it is… pls don’t take it too seriously…….

Angel in the Darkness pt.5

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use……(alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 



The bright sunlight behind the curtains, stirs you awake from your deep sleep. There’s a faint smile stretched upon your lips, as you feel as if you’ve had one of the best naps in the longest of times. Your eyes are still closed shut as you try to flex your stiff muscles; only you can’t.

As soon as you tried to lift your arms, you hit something very hard and muscular. Huh? That’s weird. You can also feel that your legs are entangled, and something wrapped around your waist.

You didn’t mind the feeling, as you were still too tired to process things, and because it brought great warmth, but then you heard it; a faint grunt. Your eyes instantly shoot open, and you blush hard when you realize you’re wrapped up into Jungkook.

His face is mere centimeters away from yours, and his eyes are still closed shut, indicating he’s still asleep. You can feel his hot breath, gently tickling your red face, as his hair is all over. You peer downwards and see that his left arm is securely wrapped around your waist, as both of you were laying down on your sides. His long, thick legs were clumsily tangled with yours, and you were finding it hard to breathe since you were so close to him.

OH MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?!

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Some tips that work for me, maybe for you.

1. When I don’t want to read scripture: Pray for 4-5 minutes to God. Just confess it. Tell him why you feel that way, and if you don’t know why, tell Him that.

If you’re watching tv or netflix, or on social media– turn them off and walk away for 10 minutes with the Bible open in front of you. Don’t do anything else. It will be hard to sit there for ten minutes not doing anything.

2.When I don’t feel like praying: Just do it.

It doesn’t have to be out loud - But if you can you should: it seems to help keep my thoughts clearer. Usually for me, there is some thought I am having that is making me not feel like praying.

Or, (2.A) Think of prayer differently.

Sometimes I catch myself caught up in formality of prayer and it can really get in the way. I want to be respectful towards God, and you definitely should too, but I think it is better sometimes to just say what you need to say. God understands how you are feeling and why, even if it is not respectful towards Him. Sometimes we don’t share these kinds of things in prayer because we are afraid God will be upset with us for saying, and we feel guilty for even thinking it. Some, like myself, sometimes will go as far as to completely deny we think and feel that way. IT DOES YOU NO GOOD TO HOLD THAT IN AND DENY IT. The sooner you confess it, the sooner you can ask God to help change your heart and mind to think rightly about God and your life. 

3. When I don’t feel like doing anything:

- Take a shower: I don’t know why but taking a shower, getting fresh clothes on and smelling nice seems to put my head back on straight. It somehow makes me ready to do things.

- Eat something/ Drink something: Dehydration and not eating can seriously sap me of my will and energy. Lemon water is great for me because it doesn’t taste so bland. Sometimes I had stevia to sweeten the deal. Making fruit smoothies is a quick way I get fed and renew energy too.

- Call or text a friend; also ask for prayer: Just do this one. I don’t have details. I just know it works.


I hope this helps you guys!

~Legend says a Goddess watches over each clan. The Healing Goddess, Sakura, in charge of the Hatake clan was once disguised as the koi the Hatake clan has taken care of way back when Konoha was founded. Being the last of the Hatake, Sakura must take care of Kakashi in order to make sure his line continues [wink wonk]. But he has to prove himself worthy of her presence; else she becomes another clan’s Goddess.~

I also don’t know why a Goddess would hold a scalpel but I love the idea of her threatening people (Kakashi) with it when she’s pissed

Glitter Ball

I’ve been seeing some discussion in past few days about how unrealistic it is that Bitty doesn’t hang out with other queer kids at Samwell, which is a valid point, and it reminded me I had a fic languishing in my drafts folder that involved an expanded look at the LGBTQIA group on campus, so I figured maybe the time had come to post it. It’s more about Dex than Bitty, because I started it as a response to the “Dex is homophobic” discourse, so this is from a “Dex has never been straight, he just doesn’t think it’s any of your business” perspective.

(It’s the beginning of a longer fic called “I Abhor You/I Adore You” that’s kind of an exercise in filling in all the gaps between the Nurseydex tweets and fleshing out the non-hockey parts of Samwell, but who knows if I’ll ever finish it.)

~4.5k, pre-slash Nurseydex, mostly Dex POV, guest appearances by Bitty, Holster, and a few OCs from the LGBTQIA group. Location of the IT helpdesk across the hall from the resource center entirely stolen from my own tiny liberal arts school, “the little gay college in the middle of Iowa.”

Read it on AO3 (now with the second chapter as well).


First year, first semester

Dex got a job with the helpdesk almost as soon as he got to campus. This wasn’t exactly normal for an unknown, untested, untried, and undeclared first year student, but he had references from his high school job and there was a constant shortage of people who actually knew how to do anything with hardware. Which, of course, was the thing most of the professors actually needed help with. They weren’t actually receiving a lot of emergency Python coding calls; they needed someone who could “make the goddamn printer talk to the computer” without pissing anyone off by being too condescending.

He enjoyed it; compared to having to do the same thing in a retail environment, this was downright relaxing, and he at least had some confidence the people he was helping weren’t complete idiots. He could even leave behind a Post-It of step-by-step instructions of how to fix the problem themselves next time and have it be followed at least 50% of the time! Not to mention his work-study hours as a student athlete were actually capped and enforced so he wouldn’t work himself to death. So relaxing when compared to high school, when he’d had to juggle IT work, lobster fishing, hockey, and grades good enough to get some kind of scholarship.

Since he’d gotten to campus early to start pre-season practice with the hockey team, he’d been able to establish a work routine before adding in classes, which had been helpful. The CS classes at Samwell were certainly more demanding, but that was why he was here, wasn’t it? All in all, he was pretty satisfied with how things were shaping up. (Now if only his d-partner weren’t such an entitled brat…)

Once the other students got back to campus, it became clear the helpdesk office wasn’t the only thing housed in the weird little building at the edge of campus. He was just ending a shift when a girl stuck her head in the door. “Would it be possible to get some quick help from anybody? It’s just across the hall.”

“I can do it,” Dex said. “I was just about to leave anyway.”

“Thank you!” She led the way into what appeared to be an all-purpose meeting room. The door now had a handmade rainbow sign taped to it, proclaiming it the Stonewall Resource Center. “We’re having our first meeting of the year tonight, and of course the one person who remembers how to work the projector is on study abroad this semester.”

“No problem. You hooking it up to a laptop?”

“Yeah.”

Dex walked over to the AV podium at the front of the room and fished out the giant cluster of cables and dongles. “Hopefully one of these will work, but we have adapters in the office for just about anything. Bring it over.” A minute or so later, he had everything working.

“Thank you so much!”

“Sure. I mean, it’s my job anyway.”

“Do I need to file a ticket or something?”

“Eh, whatever.”

“Um, you’re welcome to stay for the meeting if you want…”

“What’s it for? I mean, I can guess, but your sign wasn’t even up when I came in at the beginning of my shift, so, you know.”

“Yeah, basically it’s just a beginning of the year informational meeting for students about LGBTQIA resources on campus and a way to get those of us who are returning students to get started organizing other events. So maybe not super interesting.”

“No, it sounds like good information to have. I’ll stick around.”

She smiled at him. “Great! I’m Sam.”

“Will. Or Dex. I answer to either.”

“Nice to meet you.”

***

“So do you think you’ll come back?” Sam asked after the meeting was over. Dex had stayed to help her turn off the projector and leave a sticky note with the steps written down. (He was thinking about getting a set custom-printed with “Helping You Help Yourself!” across the bottom, though he suspected his boss would find this too snarky.)

“Probably not. I mean, not to regular meetings or anything—you can totally ask me for help anytime! I’m just kind of… past the place where I need this kind of group? And I’ve got hockey practice and CS classes that are kind of the point of my being here, so they take priority, you know?”

“Sure thing.”

“But you know where to find me! Seriously, I’m always happy to help. It looks like a great group. But I know I can’t commit to anything.”

“Cool. I’ll see you around then, yeah? Oh, hey, if you have any time on Friday, you should come to the softball game. We’re gonna slay.”

Dex grinned and offered his fist for a bump of solidarity. “You’ll have to come to a hockey game once the season starts.”

“Definitely.”

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Spoonie Witch Tips: Cleansing

Cleansing is important. Whether it be after a spell or ritual or just maintenance, a good cleansing can keep icky vibes out of your space while also lifting and promoting good vibes. (I’ve also noticed that cleansing works especially well for keeping the spookies that are attracted by my depression away. More on that later.)

I don’t know about everyone else, but sometimes I just don’t have the spoons to get out of bed, let alone cleanse my house on the regular. Over the course of my practice, I’ve compiled a few low maintenance ways to cleanse my space and I wanted to share them with my fellow spoonie witches.

Low Energy Cleansing Methods

1) Open the windows. Let the air come in and sweep away all of the stagnant and gross energy that’s lurking in your space. A bonus to this is that fresh air will get into all of the cracks and crevices, so it’s really thorough.

2) If you have an oil burner or diffuser, pop in some rosemary, eucalyptus, and lavender oil (if you have a burner, you can find these oils for under $5 at Walmart. If you have a diffuser, check Amazon for the most efficient option for you). These oils have seriously cleansing and protection properties, especially when paired together. If you’re using a diffuser, you can also use some charged water (sun, moon, etc) to help boost the energy.

3) Don’t want to make a cleansing spray or whatever? I feel you, friend. Take yourself to Walmart or your local dollar store and buy some air freshener. If possible, try to choose a scent you associate with cleansing. I like Air Glade Lavender and Chamomile. I pretty much just spray it while telling it to cleanse the space. It also smells nice, so bonus. This is a good one for the closet witches out there!

4) Himalayan salt lamps. Seriously, just turning them on and asking the element of Earth to cleanse the space works for me.

5) A salt water spray for those who are not open about their work. You can also add a little bit of vinegar or lemon to boost the cleaning properties of the spray. I like to add lemon juice, some rosemary, and holy water to mine.

6) Literally, just small bowls of salt around your space. In my own practice, I’ve found this also helps ward and fight off the spookies that are attracted to my depression and anxiety. It doubles as a cleanser and ward, so I make use of this often.

7) Music is a powerful tool. There are whole YouTube channels dedicated to this purpose, so finding a tune you like may take a little time, but at least you’ll have options. I like to use the wind chime sounds.

8) Light a candle. Sometimes I choose a scent associated with cleansing (lilac is good for cleansing and exorcisms, lavender is cleansing and protection, and any scent named after sunshine makes me think of cleansing and healing), other times I just light a white candle and visualize its light consuming all of the darkness in the room, clearing out all of the crap.

9) Get some plants. I don’t know what it is about having plant babies, but they cleanse and raise a space’s vibes like no one’s business. Look into cactuses, succulents, and other starter plants!

10) My personal favorite? Opening the windows and doors to my space and telling the bad vibes that they don’t have to go home, but they can’t stay here, aka the GTFO method. This is probably best paired with another method, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t use this one frequently.

I hope this helps some people out there! Again, I just wanted to share some things I’ve learned work for me and my situation. You might find that you prefer some methods to others or that you need to tweak them- and that’s okay! Do what works for you, your spoons, and your practice. 💖🌌

BTS reaction to you taking care of them when they’re sick

Jin:

He would have gotten a food poisoning from that restaurant you guys ate at a few days ago, he’d be complaining constantly about how he noticed the restaurant was looking fishy and not clean enough and about how he told you to look up more information about it all while you were standing besides him in the toilet while he threw up.

“It’s ok babe I’m sorry it was my fault, just try to relax now”

“Yah how can I relax, I’m gonna call the manager and let him know how bad the food is”

You smile and roll your eyes at his childlike behaviour, how can he be so cute even when he’s sick.

(later on)

“Thank you jagi for taking care of me, I’m sorry i was annoying to you”

Originally posted by jjilljj

Yoongi: “Don’t take care of me I’m not a baby” he would be the most annoyed that you cared for him so much but secretly likes it and doesn’t want you to stop.

“Hey where are you going?”

“You told me not to take care of you so much so I’m just gonna leave and be on the living room”

Ah my stomach hurts i need soup”

Smh this boy

“Shh it’s ok baby I’ll go make you one right now just take your medicine”

“Thanks Y/N seriously”

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Hoseok: He would be feeling sad that you had to work hard for him to stay healthy so he would just watch you from his bed while you just went across the room between making him food, bringing his medicine and cleaning up.

“Jagi, you know you’re the perfect girlfriend anyone would ever ask for right”

“Hobi you’re so cheesy stop”

“And also the most beautiful I’ve ever seen”

“Ok bye i’m leaving you’re too much”

“No seriously I mean it, I love you and thank you for taking care of me”

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Namjoon: He was very thankful the whole time that you were helping him with his sickness. He got sick because of his clumsiness, leaving the window open the whole night after he had a shower and didn’t even dry his hair.

“Joonie you really need to pay more attention to these things so you don’t get sick next time” you would say pouting at him but couldn’t really be mad at him.

“Babe I do it purposely so you can take care of me like this”

“Yah!” you’d say throwing a pillow at him

He laughed out loud “I’m just kidding baby you’re so cute when you’re mad”

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Jimin: He would try acting as if he wasn’t really sick at all because he didn’t want to worry you.

“Y/N look I’m healthy as ever see?” He would get up from the couch but his balance would betray him as he slowly started to lose it and fall back on the couch again.

“Yeah i do see jiminie, you’re sick and you should not move let me go bring you medicine*

He would pout and kick with his legs like a baby

“B..but I’m not I’m just tired from practice let me just rest a little bit”

Minutes later let’s just say that this boy slept like a baby after his milk.

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Taehyung: This boy would be clingy as hell, refusing to let you go anywhere and just wants you to stay by him and cuddle.

“Jagiya please leave whatever you’re doing and come cuddle with me”

“Tae I can’t you’re gonna make me have a fever too”

“But don’t you love me enough to get sick for me” he knew he was being childish but he couldn’t help it, he always feels better when you’re at his side.

You’d eventually go and cuddle him because he was being adorable and giving you the cutest pout that you couldn’t say no to.

“I love you” he would say before he drifts off to sleep with you in his arms

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Jungkook: “Get away from me it’s me who should be taking care of you not the opposite”. He would act all mature and as if he didn’t need your help at all because he was the one who is supposed to make sure you’re safe and healthy. “Kookie it’s okay to be weak sometimes, just take your medicine at least please..for me”

He would give you an annoyed look but take the medicine anyway with the food you made him. He would feel guilty that he acted the way he did so when you were taking his temperature he would grab you with him on the bed and kiss you all over your face.

“Stop it kookie you’re gonna make me sick with you”

“I don’t care at least then I could take care of you instead”

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A/N: This is my first reaction i hope you guys like it! feedback is appreciated and send away your requests :)

I Got You On My Mind [Part 4]

Jungkook Soulmate AU (Angst)

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Summary: After your memory loss, adjusting back to normal life has been difficult. Luckily, Jungkook is always there for you. Still, something seems off about him, and you just can’t understand why.

Word count: 2k words

Originally posted by jungxook

“Oh yeah, I’m being discharged tomorrow,” you told Jungkook, who was pushing your wheelchair through the hospital. He insisted that you needed a change of scenery. “My parents are going to pick me up and drive me back to my apartment.”

“I-I guess it’s too early for the ‘meet the parents’ thing, right?” Jungkook stammered, uncharacteristically nervous. “Unless you want me to. Like, I don’t mind if–”

“Chill, Jungkook,” you laughed, cutting his off his rambling. “I think they’re more worried about my brain damage than any soulmate business.”

“The doctors said you’ll recover your memories though, right?” Jungkook asked, worry lining his words. “Your memory loss won’t be permanent or recurring?”

“They said my memories will come back slowly,” you replied, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly. “But most of the time, the memories will have to be triggered by something. They also told me I might have short-term memory issues for the next little while.”

“That seriously sucks,” Jungkook said. “If you need any help with anything, just let me know. I don’t really know how I’d be useful, but don’t hesitate.”

“We’re not in the same department,” you snorted, turning to peer up at your soulmate who was both familiar and foreign in this instant. “This is gonna make school so difficult. I’ve forgotten nearly three months worth of content!”

“Maybe take the semester off?” Jungkook suggested. “Amnesia is a pretty valid reason. Have you talked at all to the university?”

“No,” you groaned, sinking into the wheelchair. “I don’t want to think about responsibilities right now. Just marvelling in the fact I’m still alive and kicking.”

A silence fell between you and Jungkook as he pushed you through a more crowded area of the hospital. You noticed a few younger visitors visibly gape at Jungkook, then glare at you jealously as you rolled by.

You agreed with them–how was Jungkook so damn good-looking? You hit the soulmate jackpot, for sure. Still, even if he looked different, you didn’t doubt that you would like him just the same.

“You know, it’s pretty crazy,” you blurted out unthinkingly. “I’ve been talking to you my entire life, and I always thought meeting you would feel like meeting an old friend. But honestly, you’re a total mystery to me right now. Maybe it’s because of the memory loss, or maybe other people feel this way, too.”

“No, I know what you mean,” Jungkook responded quietly, trying to figure out how to express his thoughts properly. “It’s just…we have an idea of who our soulmate is in our heads. When they’re not exactly that person, it’s kind of confusing.”

“And I’m sure there’s a lot of stuff we still don’t know about each other,” you agreed. “Honestly, I tried to make myself seem a lot better than I am.”

“Yeah, me too,” Jungkook laughed, though it sounded a bit off. You brushed it off as embarrassment. “Didn’t want to disappoint you.”

You turned your head and looked up into Jungkook’s eyes. “You couldn’t have disappointed me Jungkook, really. I’m just happy to finally meet you,” you replied, giving him a small smile. “And it’s kinda paradoxical, isn’t it? Disliking your own soulmate. Weren’t we, like, made to like each other?”

“I guess,” Jungkook said, staring ahead unwaveringly. He pushed you down another hallway, which led to the cafeteria. You only knew because of the wafting smell of hearty food was growing stronger by the second. “But nothing’s ever that simple.”

“Don’t I know it,” you sighed, laughing a little in spite of yourself. You turned the corner into the bustling cafeteria, the noise of the crowds deafening compared to the near-silent, depressing halls of the hospital.

“Want to grab something to eat?” Jungkook asked, the heaviness of your conversation vanishing before you could even blink. “I was going to grab something for myself, too.”

“Sure, I’ll have whatever you’re having,” you agreed. Out of habit, you reached down to pat your pockets for your wallet. “Oh shit, I don’t have any money on me. Don’t worry about it, then.”

“It’s cool, it’ll be my treat,” Jungkook said. When you turned to look at him, he was giving you a lopsided smile.

“Then, is this our first date?” you asked cheekily, delighting in the way Jungkook’s cheek burned. You never expected that a guy like Jungkook, with this terrible fuckboy persona, would be so easily flustered.

“If you want it to be, sure,” Jungkook answered, coughing into his hand awkwardly. You just laughed, and Jungkook pushed you forward wordlessly.


Life at home after getting discharged made staying in the hospital seem like an amusement park. After being sentenced to bedrest by your parents–and having Jieun enforce it with an iron fist–you spent your days bored out of your mind.

In only one week, you had binge-watched three shows, reread all of your course notes (and they didn’t help you remember anything), and read more manga that you had ever read before in your entire life.

You were positively itching to get outside and do something, but what bothered you the most was that you hadn’t talked to Jungkook since your “first date.” When you had gotten home, you jumped to charge your dead phone, which miraculously hadn’t been destroyed in the accident. But when the device finally charged, you soon realized that you had no way of contacting Jungkook.

For some reason, his phone number wasn’t saved in your contacts. Even though Jungkook had said you had met before, apparently you hadn’t exchanged numbers. That seemed very strange to you.

When you asked Jieun about it, she just shrugged the question off. She said your situation was a bit complicated, but that she’d have to leave it up to you and Jungkook. But Jieun did say that she would mention it to him when she saw him at school next.

Sighing, you reached for your phone beside you. It was still early in the morning. Time had lost all meaning to you, since you spent every moment of the day trapped in your apartment. A bit bitterly, you watched your friends’ Snapchat stories and longed to return to normal daily life.

Suddenly, your phone began buzzing. You dropped it in surprise, and it landed on your nose. The impact stung, and you cursed, reaching clumsily for the phone. You saw an unflattering picture of Jieun illuminate the screen. Eventually, you were able to answer.

“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, rubbing your hand against your sore nose.

“Y/N, I’m so fucking stupid!” Jieun practically screamed. Wincing, you held your phone away from your ear. “I know you shouldn’t be moving around, but I need you to come to the university right now. I’m working on a group project that’s due in two hours and a bunch of our files got corrupted. I have some stuff backed up on my laptop, which I left at home like an idiot!”

“Don’t worry, I can bring it to you,” you reassured quickly. “I won’t fall into traffic on the way there. It’s like a ten minute walk, so don’t worry.”

“Just don’t strain yourself, okay?” Jieun ordered, the panic still evident in her voice. “Don’t go to quickly and look both ways!”

“Hey, only I can make fun of myself,” you quipped, pulling yourself out from underneath the covers. “I’ll be over soon, I just need to get dressed.”

“Okay, see you soon. Thank you so much, Y/N,” Jieun said, and the both of you said your goodbyes before you disconnected the call.

You glanced down at your pyjama bottoms and at the thick cast over your right leg. Changing pants would be a battle for another day. Unsteadily, you stood up and balanced your weight on your unbroken leg. You reached for the crutches leaning against the wall beside you and tucked them underneath your arms.

As quickly as you could (which was not very quick), you had thrown on a clean shirt and a jacket. Your hair was a mess, so you shoved on a beanie to disguise the tangled frizz. With Jieun’s securely laptop in your backpack, you began the trek to school. Suddenly, the journey seemed incredibly long.


When you finally arrived on campus, you were panting lightly and sweating. You made your way into the music building, relatively unfamiliar with its layout. You detached yourself from one of your crutches and reached into your pocket for your phone. Quickly you sent Jieun a text letting you know you were here.

There were a few benches in the foyer, so once you hobbled over to them, you set your bag down lightly and placed your crutches against the benches. Flopping down, you discreetly tried to massage your sore armpits.

But you were glad to finally be out of the apartment. The fresh air made you feel infinitely better.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice called. Your head whipped around in the direction of the voice. Jungkook a few meters away from you, looking as dark and intimidating as ever. His wide-eyed expression kind of ruined the image though. “What are you doing here?”

“Jieun forgot her laptop at home,” you replied, pointing to the backpack at your feet, as Jungkook made his way toward you.

“Shouldn’t you be at home?” he questioned, stopping when he was standing in front of you. You craned your neck to at him properly. “Is it okay for you to be walking around so soon?”

“Please, don’t get started on that,” you groaned, squeezing your eyes shut. “My parents and Jieun are unbearable. I’ve been lying in bed doing nothing all week.”

“You know, that honestly sounds like heaven,” Jungkook joked. “I’m so swamped right now. I haven’t slept in days.”

You inspected Jungkook more closely. His eyes were ringed by purplish dark circles, but they were hardly noticeable. How unfair–he always looked good.

“Hey, why haven’t you talked to me all week?” you asked suddenly, narrowing your eyes at Jungkook suspiciously.

“I was meaning to call or text or something, but I don’t have your number,” Jungkook answered sheepishly, scratching the nape of his neck awkwardly. “Didn’t know how to ask for it, since you haven’t been around campus lately.”

“Why’s that, though?” you continued, glancing down at your feet. “I mean–you said we met before. Why didn’t we keep in contact?”

“W-well, we did meet, but it wasn’t a proper conversation,” Jungkook explained stutteringly. “It wasn’t under the most normal circumstances, but–”

“Y/N!” Jieun’s loud voice suddenly interrupted. She burst into the foyer, looking absolutely frazzled. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were bloodshot, and you were pretty sure there were coffee stains on her shirt. “Thank god!”

Your friend ran over to you and practically dove for your backpack. She grabbed her laptop and hugged it tightly against her chest.

“Thank you so much. I’m so sorry I made you come all the way here,” Jieun cried, sounding frantic still. “Are you okay? Sore anywhere? Go home right away, okay? You need to rest. And please don’t tell your parents!”

“Oh my god, I’m fine Jieun,” you whined. “I think I can handle walking for, like, two minutes.”

“I just don’t want anything to happen!” Jieun insisted, stomping her foot childishly. “We’re speeding up the recovery process by being extra careful!”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever. Go work on your project and try not to fail.”

“I will,” Jieun replied. “I’ll bring dinner on my way home.” She turned, only spotting Jungkook for the first time. Her eyes narrowed and she frowned slightly. “Jungkook.”

“Jieun,” he replied, just as shortly.

You looked between the two of them, wondering why there was so much tension. It looked like they were having a silent conversation, and you hated not knowing what was going on. You had the suspicion they were hiding something from you–but for the life of you, you couldn’t figure out what, exactly.

Eventually, Jieun just nodded and strode away, leaving Jungkook with a tight expression. Visibly, you could see Jungkook try to shake away the tension, his jaw unclenching. When he turned back to you, his features were schooled.

“Give me your phone,” Jungkook said, reaching out his hand and smiling softly. “I’ll add my number.”

- Girl in Luv

Okay, so this one was a bit filler-y. Originally I had planned to make this one angsty too, but I figured you guys could use the respite. Also, it would have been like 4k words and it’s like 2:30AM and this girl needs to sleep. Anyway, stay tuned!! Thanks as always for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed. Your replies and reblogs/tags are so cute I read them all 💛💛💛💛

What I find so funny about Adam Driver’s being SO much in character is that everyone from Mark to John is like “yeah he’s moody/he refused our invitations/he doesn’t appreciate affection” which yeah, is what you expect from Kylo Ren and is how his character has approached or is going to approach their characters in Star Wars.

Then you have Daisy who was like ‘Adam helped me a lot during the interrogation scene, he was so kind and blablabla’ and it’s SO funny because where has Kylo Ren gone? Or maybe is that a hint that Kylo’s favorite person might be a certain scavenger girl? :D

So take a look at what Jack wrote on the whiteboard, and in the video title.

If we want to take the meaning of ‘wubba lubba dub dub’ seriously (“I am in great pain, please help me). Perhaps we should be careful…

Because it’s not the 1st time Jack has brought that message to our attention.

Just a coincidence/ joke/ Easter egg? Could be. I don’t know. But video titles had double meanings in the past with Anti before. You guys have fun deciding!

(Expanded ideas on @your-cringy-brother‘s post you can read here.)