it was soo cold

FT - The Next Generation

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So I ended up with a cold and got bored while trying to recover. Soo~ Here’s our favorite pairs; next generation!  

Sorry if there are any mistakes… remember I’m sick at the moment (XwX)

What Do ‘Hamilton,’ ‘Amélie’ and ‘Great Comet’ Have in Common? Phillipa Soo (NYT):

Natasha. Eliza. Amélie.

Three Broadway heroines, one drawn from a novel, one from a biography, and one from a film, have very different back stories. But they share a common catalyst: Phillipa Soo.

The actress this spring will accomplish an unusual trifecta: Three roles she helped originate will be on Broadway at the same time.

[…]

Mr. Kail still remembers the cold winter night when he first saw Ms. Soo in “Great Comet.” He was seated with theater industry professionals at the makeshift supper club that was the show’s set at Ars Nova.

“I remember sitting there and saying ‘Who’s going to do it? Which of you is going to take this incandescent talent and share her in the world?’ ” he said. “She is lit from within.”

As it turned out, it was Mr. Kail who helped give Ms. Soo her big break. He was putting together a diverse cast for a reading of the second act of “Hamilton,” and invited Ms. Soo, whose paternal grandparents were immigrants from China, to join, convinced that she would make a good scene partner with Lin-Manuel Miranda, the show’s writer and star. Mr. Miranda read as Alexander Hamilton; Ms. Soo as his wife, Eliza.

She knew nothing about the Hamiltons. “I Wikipedia-ed Eliza, and didn’t really find a whole lot — just that she had a lot of children,” Ms. Soo said. But she knew a bit more about Mr. Miranda, having seen video of his performance of a song from “Hamilton” at the White House a few years earlier.

By 2014, Ms. Soo had committed to “Hamilton,” meaning that she would be unable to continue with “Great Comet,” which was being refigured for Broadway, ultimately with the pop singer Josh Groban as its star.

“Of course I felt sad not to have the full experience,” she said. “But all three of these opportunities came when I was ready to be in the creative process again.”

The character of Eliza is challenging — every night, the actress playing the part must grieve her husband’s infidelity, mourn their lost child, and, finally, close the show envisioning her own death.

“Sometimes I would look out and see the audience, sometimes I would look out and see my grandmother, and sometimes I would look out and see Alexander,” she said.

The smash musical made Ms. Soo much better known — her anguished solo, “Burn,” is a highlight of the cast recording — and Mr. Kail said he always knew she would move on.

“‘Hamilton’ is how a few people in the world got to know her,” he said. “But she’s just getting started.” […]

read the wonderful full article for more of Pippa’s journey!

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MLSHR Anniversary Week: Day 8  — “When You Knew” Moment

I was pretty much disappointed after the first three episodes. The drama was too goofy, IU’s acting seemed quite flat and I couldn’t understand how Wang So and Hae Soo can be a couple when they’re so different and there’s no any connection between them. I decided to stay for aesthetic, historical drama’s prettiness and LJK’s acting. Let’s be honest he captured our attention as soon as he appeared on the screen. But then happened that slaughtering monk aftermath scene. Burning temple, red-orange palette, close up on Wang So’s face that expressed numbness and utter devastation, then they showed his bloody sword and everything with Gesture of Resistance in the background - I was absolutely amazed and shook, at that moment I realized that this drama is something more than just an ordinary sageuk. It was overwhelming.

Next week 4 ep happened aka life changing experience that was the beginning of mlshr trashiness for a lot of us. The first scene after So talked with his mother. He’s destroying all prayer towers in rage, for him  - symbols of mothers caring for their children, something he has never experienced
“Why you killed them?” - after this simple line, I went from “idc about this pairing” to “I’LL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP”. The way she said it, the way she delivered this simple sentence and then Wang So’s astonished expression, full of disbelief, it was super emotional. After all death threats, rudeness and coldness towards her, Soo understands, simply understands him, maybe the first person who does that, what is remarkable, without any explanations and talks. It makes him cry, it shocks him and touches his heart deeply.

So simple, so raw, it was built on human emotions and it made me fall in love with this drama to the point of immense emotional attachment from which I can’t get rid off after even a year.

anonymous asked:

How will react the RFA if mc has her hands soo cold and put them in their cheeks, neck, stomach or somewhere else?? Sorry 4 my English uwu

Your English is so great!!

Yes, here you go! We need a fluff break.


◉ Yoosung

  • You guys were out shopping for Christmas presents
  • But you forgot your gloves T_T
  • Yoosung was busy looking at a shop window
  • You snuck up behind him and shoved your hands under his scarf and around his neck
  • OMG
  • Screamed so loud !!
  • Jumped
    • “Get AWAY MC!”
    • “YOOSUNGGGG MY HANDS ARE COLD HELP MEE!”
  • You chased him around
  • He was running for his life
  • Finally you caught him in your grasp and stuck your hands on his neck again
  • He accepted defeat
  • Whined and shivered
  • Yay you had a new personal hand warmer!

◉ Jumin

  • The penthouse was so cold
  • Why was is so cold????
  • You ran up to Jumin and pressed your hands on his cheeks
  • He literally didn’t even move for a minute
  • Like
  • Didn’t care
  • Grabbed your hands in his own and kissed them
    • “You’re cold. Hmm, perhaps we need to schedule an appointment with the doctor. I read somewhere that cold hands could mean poor circulation…we should have you checked out just to be-”
    • “Jumin! It’s just cold in here…” -_-
  • He chuckled
    • “You’re so cute. Well then, allow me to warm you up.”
  • Picked you up and started carrying you to the bedroom
    • “J-JUMIN!” (//∇//)

◉ Zen

  • You were out taking a walk together to get some exercise
  • It was freeeeezing!
  • You slipped your hands underneath his shirt and onto his abs
  • Those ABS!
  • He shivered a bit and laughed
    • “You’re cold, princess!”
  • You nodded
    • “You know, they say one of the warmest spots on the body is between the legs…”
    • “ZENNNN!!!!!”
    • “You’re so cute when you’re flustered.”
  • Was now rushing you home before the beast was unleashed
  • But not before giving you his coat and holding your cold hands

◉ Jaehee

  • You guys were cooking dinner together
  • She was completely unsuspecting
  • You crept behind her and stuck your hands up her shirt and grabbed her sides
    • “You know MC, some people have such a problem cutting onions but really I just don’t-OH MY GAWD!”
  • Jumped a bazillion feet
  • Threw a bowl
  • She couldn’t help it
  • You just started laughing and she was laughing too
  • You didn’t mean to scare her so bad
  • Once you guys calmed down she grabbed your hands
  • Put them on her sides
    • “I can warm you up, you just need to warn me first,” she giggled and kissed you

◉ Saeyoung

  • You guys were just hanging out in the apartment
  • Laying around together in bed watching TV
  • You were so cold!
  • Cue evil grin
  • You put your cold feet on his feet
    • “GAH! Ice queen stay away!”
  • He pushed your feet away with his own and put his hands on your tummy
  • OMG
  • His hands were freezing
    • “Cold hands, NOOOOO!” you cried
  • Now it was a battle
  • You were pressing your feet everywhere in him and he was putting his hands all over you
  • Both laughing
  • You both lose and give in to the other
  • The cuddles eventually make you warm enough, though >.>

-Bonus-

◉ Saeran

  • You two were lounging on the couch together
  • He hogged the blanket and you were cold T_T
  • Slowly you crept your freezing feet over to him
  • He saw right through you
    • “Stay away.” he warned with a scowl
    • “NO! I’m cold, Saeran plsss”
  • Your toes inched closer to him and he batted them away
    • “Why you are always so damn cold?”
    • “You have the blanet, jerk! Now be a good boyfriend and help me!”
  • You stuck your feet under him and snuggled up
  • Slipped your hands under his shirt
    • “Holy SHIT WHY MC!”
  • Screamed
  • Tried to wiggle away but you were stuck to him
  • Gave up with a pouty face
    • “Damn it…fine.”
  • Pulled you in closer and rubbed your shoulder, tossing the blanket over you

◉ V

  • He was sitting on the couch listening to music and smoking his pipe
  • He didn’t even know you were home yet tbh
  • Your freezing hands were like heat seeking missiles
  • Crept up behind him on the couch and placed your hands on his neck
    • “wwwWWHHHAATT!”
  • Omg this poor boy
  • ScreECHED!
  • Threw his book and choked
  • He calmed down once he heard your laugh from behind him
    • “Not nice, MC…” he laughed and breathed a sigh of relief, “Come here, you.”
  • Pulled you over the back of the couch and into his lap
    • “Is someone cold?” he smiled
  • Rubbed your hands and kissed them, blowing warm air onto them
  • Put your hands around him and kissed you
I don't remember | Jughead x Reader | Part 3

*PART 1* | *PART 2*

Summary: You wake up after the big party, definitely not in your bed, and you don’t remember how you got here. To be honest, you don’t remember anything that happened last night. Why are you not wearing your dress? Why you do you have a big bruise on your arm? Why are you in Jughead Jones’ apartment? What does all this have to do with Reggie? And why you don’t remember anything, even getting drunk?

Words: 1757 (you had waited so long so extra 400 words for you) 

Warnings: MISTERY, cursing, sexual content (not even “some”), presumptions of rape, suppositions about a date rape drug, violence, wounds, mention of abuse in the family, not-very-graphic rape. You are reading at your own risk. Sorry.

A/N(IMPORTANT): As you see I’m back! Thank you again for almost 1000 followers! Check out my “I’m back” post. I hope you will like this part. According to your requests, I created the tag list, so if you want to be on it let me know. Now the important part: I have dyslexia so forgive me for my grammar, because I’m trying to write correctly, but it does not always work. So I’m sorry again.

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As always the thoughts are write in italic.

Originally posted by dailyjugheadjones

“What are you not telling me, Jughead?” I asked.

He didn’t answer. 


I looked at his face. His eyes were concerned on my arm. He was looking at the big bruise. Not thinking what I am doing I touched the purple mark.

“Fuck” I mumbled when the sharp pain run through my arm.

“Did you picked me up from the party?” I asked, and his eyes move to my face.

“No” he took a pause “I found you at near to the Drive-In”
Near to?

****

I stumble again, but the strong hand caught me again.

“Maybe you take off your shoes” I couldn’t locate the source of the words. Maybe they were from my head. I looked at my feet, and I realised that they were bare. Where did my shoes go? I looked around. The Reggie’s house was just a little dot of light in the distance. How long was I walking?

“Everything is fine” the voice, or maybe just a whisper in my head repeat itself. Fine. F i n e. F i n e.

“Yeah, it is” I tried to say, but my mouth didn’t move.

******

“What? What, the hell, I would be doing in the Drive-In? What the hell were you doing in the Drive-In in the middle of the night!” Suddenly I felt that I started crying. I wanted the answer, but at the same time, I didn’t want to hear it. Near. I wasn’t prepared to hear it.

I stood up, took the clothes out of his hands and run into the bathroom closing the door when I stepped over the doorsill.

******

My eyelids felt soo heavy. I wanted to sleep. Now. I stopped and tried to sit on the ground but I couldn’t. Something was stopping me.

“Not here” the low voice, somewhere, from someone. Where is it coming from?

Cold air on my face. The stand of my hair in my eyes, when I was shaking my head. The world turned into one colourful stain. It is beautiful. The sudden pain run through my cheek. All of my thoughts stopped. I touched my face. My cheek was burning.

*****

I looked into the face in the mirror. It can’t be me. The (Y/H/C) tangled hair was covered in the dirt and dried blood. The big bruise on my left cheek was reaching my eyebrow and eye. I lightly touched it with my fingertips, but I quickly moved my hand back when I felt the pain. My face was covered with lots of small cuts. My hands were shaking when I pulled Jughead’s T-shirt off over my head. I closed my eyes.

I couldn’t control my breath. I sat on the cold floor. I covered my head with my hands. The tears started to flow.
I heard the quiet knocking to the door.

*****

The ground moved. Or maybe I moved. The ground was growing apart from me. Am I flying? Yes, I am definitely flying. Something was touching my right cheek; I touched it with the free hand. Where is my other hand? It was hair? Yes! Beautiful hair. Soft, soft hair. I rubbed the strain around my finger. So beautiful. I smiled. I am not flying someone is carrying me. Is it my dad? I remember that my dad used to carry me like that. I pulled the strain of hair harder. I want it. Some weird noise. Is it a word? I felt that something pulled my hand from that hair. Pain in my arm. I closed my eyes. Soo beautiful.

********

“(Y/N)” Jughead’s voice was more like a whisper. The doors move slightly but he didn’t press the handle. Probably he leant against the door. I moved closer to the door. But I didn’t answer. I cried and cried. He didn’t say anything else, but his present made me feel safe. Knowing that someone is near was good. Finally, I calmed down.

“Did you dress this… my… wounds” my voice was hoarse.

“Yes,” I was grateful that he didn’t try to talk sooner, that he was just sitting there. Suddenly I realised that I am embarrassed. He saw me like that when even I couldn’t look at myself. He was seeing me all that time when I woke up and when he was talking to me in the morning and he didn’t even twitch. I covered my face with my hands, but I felt the pain.

“I need to know what happened” I felt that the tears appeared on my face again.

“Okay,” his voice made me calmer.

I needed to shower. I probably needed to change the dressing.
“I think first I need to take a shower.”

“Okay” he repeated

I closed my eyes. I peeled all the dressings. And I stepped into the shower. The water started to flow. I ignored the pain when water touched my wounds. It felt good. I stand under the shower till water falling on the tiles wasn’t red anymore. Then I turned off the water.

I saw big white towel near to sink. I dried myself and looked in the mirror. The long cut on my back, small cuts under my ribs, a lot of bruises all over my body. I couldn’t look at myself.

******

I felt that we suddenly turned left. I opened my eyes. The light for the streets was becoming more and more distant. The smell of the woods. I loved that smell. I smiled, when I was little, we use to go to a picnic with my parents. We are going to picnic. My dad is carrying me. Is it my mum. Yeah, she is walking right after us. But why she stopped. “Mum!” I wanted to shout but now words fell from my mouth. I tried again but I only opened and closed my mouth. Where is she now? Archie, Archie were is Archie? Is he carrying me? The branches were cutting my face. The woods, woods were good. The woods meant safe.

*****

I wrapped the towel around my body when two bruises on my collarbone caught my attention. They were medium-sized, almost round. It’s just like… I felt sick. I managed to reach the toilet before I thrown up. I heard that the doors opened and I felt that Jughead hold my hair. He put his hand on my back, but he quickly moved it away when I cringed.

“Sorry.”

“Thank you.”

“I will bring you a glass of water.”

I sat on the floor and tried to calm my breath.

*****

Suddenly I felt that I was falling. Or maybe flying. Maybe both or neither. My feets touched the ground. Cold dirt, small branches, leafs. Suddenly soft lips crashed hard on my lips. Big hands on my back. Unknown lips separated from mine. I looked how they moved. They were saying some. I didn’t hear the words. Any words. “Zipper”? “Facking zipper”? That’s it! I smiled. I guessed the words. I felt the cold on my back and then the sound of tearing material or maybe first there was a sound. I wasn’t sure…

******

After couple minutes Jughead was back with the glass of water and the first-aid kit. I took the glass, and I drank it.

“You should probably dress this wound on your back because the blood already seeped through the towel.”

“Fuck. Jughead I am so sorry!  I ruined your towel. I will buy you new one”

“Calm down. It’s okay.”

“But your towel?”

“It wasn’t expensive or something”  he smiled. And put the first-aid kit on the sink. And stood up. I bit my lip. Fuck.

“I will probably need help with my back” I felt that I started to blush.

“Okay,” he said, and  I saw that he is also blushing. He took the first-aid kit and stood there not knowing what to do. It is equally awkward for the two of us.
I stood up, brushed my hair aside and slid down the towel, so the wound was visible.

I hissed when he wiped the wound with disinfectant.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

Jughead has really warm hands. He quickly finished. I was really impressed.

“You are good at it,” I said when I looked at the mirror.

“Yeah, sometimes there are things you just need to learn” he mumbled.

“Sorry.”

He didn’t answer, and he walked out.

*****

Lips on my lips. Lips on my neck. Hands on my back. Lover and lover. Why am I soo cold? Why is the room cold? The sound of breaking branches I have to turn the heater. But where is the heater? I tried to take a step back, but I couldn’t locate my legs. Do I have legs? Now I was sure that I was falling. Sharp pain in my back, even worse in my head. My eyes are soo heavy.

*****

I put on Jughead’s clothes and brushed my hair. Using someone’s brush was weird, but in this situation, I couldn’t care less. I looked into to mirror and signed. I walked out of the bathroom. The smell of grilled cheese directed me to the kitchen.

“I guess I should make pancakes, but my cooking skills aren’t so significant,” Jughead said when I walked into the kitchen.

“Don’t be ridiculous, sandwiches with grilled cheese are perfect,” I said and smiled

“Do you want coffee or orange juice?”

“Juice is fine.”

“It’s in the fridge. Glasses are here,” he said and pointed the cabinet behind Jughead.

The kitchen was very very small. I took one glass

“Do you want juice too?”

“Why would I say glasses in plural if I wouldn’t?”

I rolled my eyes. I took another glass and opened the fridge. It was almost empty. What am I talking about it was completely empty! The only thing inside was the carton of orange juice and bottle of ketchup. I looked at Jughead who was putting the sandwiches on the plates. I realised that I didn’t know anything about this guy. This morning we had the first conversation. Well, probably yesterday was our first. I felt that shiver run through my body. I didn’t want to think about it when we were eating. But how is it possible that I felt so comfortable next to the stranger.

How did I end in his bed? Did I sleep with him? What happened yesterday? “Are my guesses real?” I took the carton and closed the fridge.

*****

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Cold

Originally posted by littlesati


“Shit, love, is it cold in here to you?” Alfie asked as he stood in the doorway, shaking snow off his boots. It had just taken him twice the normal time to get home, the car stalling and getting stuck in the cold. He was tired and couldn’t afford an argument if he tracked snow on your carpet.

“Yeah…” You said, greeting him with a kiss while a huge blanket was draped around you.

“Uh, why?”

“Well for starters, it’s been snowing for days, it’s bloody zero degrees and I ran out of matches for the fire.”

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Couple Bracelets || Do Kyungsoo

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5. “I only have a dollar left in my wallet.“

60. “I can’t let you pay for everything.“

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After 7 months of waiting for Kyungsoo to come home from tour, you finally had him all by yourself. You had been itching about going to the night market in your city where tons of cheap clothes and street foods can be bought. Kyungsoo promised to take you there once he comes home, and since he have last week, you were going today.

The two of you were dressed up in layers of clothing. For Kyungsoo, he was hiding his identity as well as keeping himself warm for the cold weather, while you were only dressing up for the latter. After eating dinner, the two of you left for the night market.

It’s only been an hour since you’ve arrived and you have already bought tons of clothes and food. It’s not that you were leeching Kyungsoo for his money (you brought your own wallet to pay. But Kyungsoo wasn’t having it) but he insisted on paying everything you wanted. You’ve kept on telling him that it wasn’t his duty to be your human ATM, but he snatched your wallet from you so you had no choice but to let him pay for tonight.

Bags of shirts and food are being held by both of you. Even though he told you he didn’t want anything, you still forced him to try on a few clothes that suited him. There was this pink button down shirt that adorned his pale skin, as well as his well-built torso. 

“Kyungsoo, look at those bracelets!“ an excited giggle was made before you ran to a small stall that sold cute handmade accessories. There were earrings, necklaces, and different types of hair clips, but the two mint green bracelets were the ones that caught your attention. The old lady took the bracelets from the rack, handing it to you with a sweet smile on her face. You wasted no time in trying it on, lifting your wrist in the air to show it to your boyfriend.

“Those look nice on your wrist.“ he complimented as he examined your hand. Kyungsoo was surprised when you took his hand, sliding in the other bracelet. 

“Green is totally your color, sweetheart. Let’s buy it!“ you exclaimed. 

Kyungsoo’s eyes grew as he nervously bit his lower lip. “Uhm..” he started. “Let’s just come back next time. We’re already carrying too much.” he lifted the paper bags he was holding. You looked at him weirdly.

“These are bracelets, sweetheart. We can wear it as soon as we pay for it.“ you shrugged, turning around to face the old lady. “How much for these, ma’am?“

The old lady smiled at the two of you. She was probably in her 60′s; white hair and wrinkled skin, but her bright smile made her look young. “Since the two of you look adorable, 5 dollars for you, honey.“ 

You beamed at the cheap price she offered. Turning your heels, you faced a nervous Kyungsoo who had small beads of sweat trickling down his neck and forehead, despite the cold night weather. 

“Soo, are you okay? Why are you sweating?“ your fingers wiped the single sweat at the side of his head.

“Uhm.. Do you accept credit cards?“ Kyungsoo politely asked the old lady. She only looked at him with a confused look. Her stall was only small which sold handy crafts and accessories ranging from 5 dollars to 25. Who needs a credit card?

“It’s only 5 dollars.“ you laughed, but Kyungsoo wasn’t amused. “What’s wrong?“

Kyungsoo nibbled on his bottom lip before opening his mouth, “I only have a dollar left in my wallet.“

A light pink blush crept on his cheeks, that even under his hood is still prominent under the bright moonlight. Kyungsoo paid all of your things, so it wasn’t a surprise that he’s only left with his credit card.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his shyness. Without hesitating, you reached behind Kyungsoo’s pants to grab your small wallet; taking out a 20 dollar bill.

“What are you doing?“ he took a hold of your wrist, the paper bags that hung on his arms making a rustling sound.

“I can’t let you pay for everything.“ you chuckled as you pulled your arm away from his grip, lightly pinching his flushed cheeks. The 20 dollar bill that you held was soon given to the old lady. The two of you bid your farewell to the seller and continued to make your way to the car.

“I’ll give you the 20 dollars when we get home.“ Kyungsoo grumbled under his breath as he buckled his seat belt. With a switch of the key, the engine roared to life.

“You know, you don’t have to pay for everything.“ you sent a sly smile, your hand resting on top of his arm. “On our next date, I’ll pay.“ 

Kyungsoo was about to protest, but you cut him off. “Don’t try anything, Kyungsoo. It’s my turn to spoil my precious boyfriend.”


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anonymous asked:

Have you some favorites Kaisoo fanfiction? :) Can you please post their link here? Thank you from small country Czech republic! :3

I’ve been to Prague anon!! :D it’s a beautiful city~ 

Yes ofc, i’ve done some requests like this before here, here and here ^o^ you can check those too, and my fic rec tag as well! (there’s other kd fics in there)

But i’ll link some of my absolute favorite ones again, for you annonie! :)

Knocked Up (+ sequel: This Is Seventeen) (Highschool!au, romance, fluff, mpreg. Basically, KD has a crush on each other, they hook up at a party, Soo gets pregnant, and they need to deal with that :—-) Absolutely fenomenal!!!) 

A Bloody Heir (Wolf!au, romance, smut. So Nini is a wolf and suddenly realizes that human!Soo is his mate, although he tries hard to fight it at first, he’s not doing such a good job xD)

A Beast In Repose (Romance, smut, lil angst. A modern day version of Beauty and the Beast. Kyungsoo starts working as a housemaid/caretaker for jongin, who’s had an injury on his face that has led him to never leave his house and become really cold.. Soo is intimidated by him, but it’s not cuz of his face. Beautiful story T__T)

Treacherous (College!au, romance, smut. KD has been silently crushing on each other, and one day they hook up and instantly fall for one another. But they need to keep it a secret cuz of reasons)

The Guardian (Fluff, romance. Love love love love this fic. Kyungsoo is an asthmatic and Jongin takes really good care of him <3)

With You (Domestic!au, romance, fluff. Soo’s got a kid, and Nini helps him babysit T___T)

Just Say (I Do) (Wedding planner!au, romance, fluff. Soo is a wedding planner and is currently planning CB’s wedding, but they decide to ditch him to go on a vacay lol, so jongin (Yeol’s best man) has to step up and help Soo plan the wedding instead :——) hehe)

darfichihrenhundstreicheln  asked:

18. With Wendy, Soos, and Stan. (mystery shack trio?) Whatever holiday you want

18. Holiday.

This ended up being longer than I thought it would be.  Clearly, I have some Feelings about Stan, Wendy, Soos, and found family.  Hope you like it.

Send me some characters and a number and I’ll write you a ficlet!


               Wendy knocked on the Mystery Shack door.  She was expecting Stan to open it, but to her surprise, it was Soos.

               “Hey, dude!” Soos said excitedly, pulling her into a hug.

               “Hey, Soos,” Wendy said, attempting to break from Soos’ intense embrace. “What are you doing here?  Aren’t you supposed to be spending Thanksgiving with Abuelita?”

               “Nah, she went on a day trip with some of the other ladies from her Bingo Night,” Soos said.  

               “Oh.  That sucks.”

               “It just means I get to spend Thanksgiving at my favorite place on Earth!” Wendy looked the ramshackle dwelling over.  

               “…That’s one way to describe the Shack,” she said slowly.  “Mr. Pines said that he had a lumberjack emergency and I was the cheapest person he could find on short notice.  What’s going on?”  

               “Oh, right.  The ‘lumberjack emergency’,” Soos said, making air quotes.  Wendy squinted at him.

               “Seriously, dude.  What’s going on?”

               “Come on in, you’ll see,” Soos said gleefully.  He moved aside so that she could walk into the shack.  Wendy walked in carefully.  Within a few steps, she had been immersed in a cornucopia of holiday scents.  

               “Did Mr. Pines spring for holiday-themed candles or something?” she asked.  “It actually smells…nice in here.”

               “Please,” someone scoffed from the kitchen.  Wendy looked over.  She couldn’t decide whether to be amused or confused by the sight of Stan Pines in an apron and large oven mitts.  “Everyone knows that scented candles are a conspiracy by the EPA.”

               “Uh…what?” Wendy said.  Stan waved a gloved hand.

               “It’d take too long to tell you right now.  If you want, I’ll tell you over turkey, though.”

               “Turkey?”  Wendy looked back and forth between Stan and Soos.

               “Haven’t you figured it out, yet, kid?” Stan asked.  

               “Figured what out?” Wendy asked.  Soos looked at Stan eagerly.

               “Can I tell her?”

               “Yeah, sure.  I gotta check on the sweet potatoes,” Stan said, turning his back and going into the kitchen.

               “Sweet potatoes?” Wendy muttered to herself, confused.  

               “Dude, it’s Thanksgiving at the Mystery Shack!” Soos enthused.

               “Well, yeah, today’s Thanksgiving.  And we’re at the Mystery Shack.”

               “No, dude.  We’re gonna eat Thanksgiving dinner here.”  Wendy gaped at him.  

               “Really?”

               “Yeah!”

               “Then Mr. Pines-”

               “Cooked everything himself!”

               “Hot damn,” Wendy said quietly.  She frowned at Soos.  “Why?”

               “Last year, Mr. Pines overheard you say that your family doesn’t do ‘traditional Thanksgiving’.”

               “Yeah, chopping down the largest sycamore you can find, carving it into an animal, and then hunting your own dinner is pretty different from watching a football game.  Or whatever it is normal families do.”

               “Mr. Pines also heard you say that you weren’t gonna be doing the Thanksgiving thing your family does this year.”    

               “I said that a month ago!  He remembered?”

               “Yep.”

               “I have to help him find his pants when he loses them, but he remembers something I said to Tambry a month ago?”

               “Yeah!”  Wendy looked over at the kitchen.  She could hear Stan humming.  Humming.

               “But why is he doing all this?  He’s a grumpy old man; he shouldn’t be making us dinner.”  Soos put an arm around Wendy’s shoulders.

               “Dude, he’s like a candy.  Hard on the outside, soft on the inside.”

               “Uh-huh.  I don’t buy it.  Why is he really doing this?” Wendy said, crossing her arms. Soos sighed.

               “You wanna know the truth, dude?”

               “Yeah.”

               “I think he’s lonely.”  Wendy blinked.

               “What?”

               “Yeah.  He gets like this around the holidays a lot.  And around June, for some reason, too.  I think he misses spending time with his family.”

               “Then why doesn’t he call them?”  Soos looked at her.  Wendy blinked, realization sinking in.  “You think that we’re his-”

               “Maybe I’m imagining things,” Soos said with a shrug.  “But he’s always been there for me.  Even when he pretends to not care, it’s pretty obvious he does.” Wendy thought back to the little things that Stan would do sometimes, like giving her a raise to “get the IRS off his back” at around the time her family was low on cash.  Or “cleaning out his fridge” when her dad worked long hours and no one at home could cook meals.  

               “Huh.  I never noticed that before.”

               “Don’t tell him I told you, though.  He likes to pretend he’s a tough guy, when deep down, he’s a sap just like the rest of us,” Soos said fondly.  

               “Soos, Wendy, get in here!  The turkey’s gonna get cold.”

AEITA cast eats Korean food

So I ate Korean food recently and I started thinking: What would my characters order here? Which led me to think: What would the AEITA cast eat?

Here is what I came up with:

1. Laia would have Budae Jjigae or Korean army hot pot. Something hardy and warm with relatively inexpensive ingredients that is meant to be shared. 

2. Elias would have the classic Bibimbap. Lots of delicious vegetables, meat, and rice to have lots of energy!

3. Helene would have Kong Guk Soo. Cold noodles in soy milk broth. Perfect for the summer (or to cool down after a certain someone makes her angry)

4. Keenan would have Kimchi Jjigae. Something hot, spicy, and vaguely torturous. 

5. The Commandant would have nothing because she doesn’t deserve Korean food. 

BLACKPINK Reaction // When their s/o is cold in the middle of the night.

noelle requested this one too so enjoy


Jisoo

When she noticed you were cold she would immediately grab all the blankets and cover the two of you up. She would try cuddling you and singing you back to sleep.

Originally posted by lepissenlit

Jennie

She would not hold back for cuddling. She would cuddle you in hopes of making you warmer, and if that didn’t work then she would have to go grab tons of blankets.

Originally posted by eunoos

Rosé

She would get up and try not to disturb you. She came back with tons of blankets and covered you up. When she got back into bed she tried to quietly snuggle up next to you and sing you to sleep.

Originally posted by blackpinkicons

Lisa

When she noticed you were cold, she immediately covered you up and went to search for more blankets. You probably got smothered in so many blankets cause she didn’t want you to feel cold at all.

(you’re rosé)

Originally posted by now-burnbabyburn


Goth and palette meets traveler!frisk (part 1)

((im bored soo im just gonna make this! XDDDDDDD))

*it was a cold winter storm. A little tiny 5 inches/12 cm tall girl named “Frisk” was walking around in town.*

*she was going to go shopping some food for FF!Red because she wanted to prove for him that she could do it and that she was strong enough for Red!*

*Red told her before she left to be careful and she nooded and walked off…*

*But she regreted it…*

*she had been walking for awhile. She couldn’t see anything or anyone because it was a snowy storm outside*

*she tried her best to stay on her feet but couldn’t do it*

*she tried her best, she wouldn’t die, not today but eventually…she fainted in the snow. She layed there blacked out and couldn’t move.*

*But suddenly.. Before the tiny frisk blacked out she could hear voices…*

Goth: Come on, Palette! Haha, that wasn’t funny! *one of the persons said as Frisk could hear loud footsteps*

Palette: haha, yes it was! Admit it, your laughing Go-huh? *one The persons that was walking with the other one suddenly stopped and looked down on The ground. He notices something laying there But he couldn’t see what it was*

*The other person stoped and looked at his friend worried*

Goth: something wrong, Palette? *he asked a little bit worried*

*The other person named “Palette” got down on his knees to get a closer look on The tiny thing laying on The ground.*

*when palette looked Really closely he could see that it was a tiny person. He gasped and told the other person named “Goth” about it and Goth get downed on his knees too.*

*they both looked at The tiny for awhile until they notices she was shivering from the cold*

*Palette carefully and gently lifted up the tiny frisk in his hands and Goth putted his scarf around the little girl to help her from the cold and then they teleported to palette’s home with her*

[TO BE CONTIUNED?…]

Nova: hope you guys liked it! ^^

Traveler!frisk belongs to me

Goth belongs to @nekophy

Palette belongs to @angexci