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Who Should You Fight: The Bright Sessions Edition

(idk if someones made this already BUT)

Dr. Bright

Chance of winning: 40%

Homegirl’s a doctor, not a fighter, and im pretty sure theres something in the Hippocratic oath about “do no harm”, but is it for therapists? see rating. She could possibly psychoanalyze her way around you and maybe manipulae you for her own goals, and she’s been taking yoga classes so she’s probably really flexible. If youre fit, go for it. 

Sam 

Chance of winning: ???

She’d probably get so anxious that she’d time travel and where would that leave you? Alone and with no one to fight. In any case, why would you ever??? Let her rest, she’s been through enough. 

Chloe 

Chance of winning: 0%

Listen. She’s a telepath, she knows youre next move before even you do. You can say “oh shes just an art student!!” all you want but consider: she’s a sculptor and can probably take your eye out with a scoring tool. Do not attempt. 

Caleb

Chance of winning: 10%

Dude’s a football player, so he’s pretty darn ripped, and probably fast too. Can literally sense fear, will use that to his advantage. Only attempt of you want a challenge. 

Adam

Chance of winning: 90%, but at what cost?

This child is an emo wreck and will end up crying on the floor if you hit him, which is not fun for anyone. Also, his boyfriend will 100% beat you up for it, so theres that. And I will also beat you up. Leave this boy alone. 

Damien

Chance of winning: 0%

listen I know what the rating says, and we all know why its like that but please, p l e a s e fight Damien, everyone will cheer you on. You’ll fail but it will be glorious. Fight Damien. 

Mark

Chance of winning: 50%

He seems like a pretty normal guy? that rating goes up or down depending on what atypical he’s near, but in a fair one on one throwdown? average joe. Go for it for a fun time, he’ll probably take you out for ice cream and a beer afterwards. 

 Agent Green 

Chance of winning: 99%

PLEase fight him it will be easy and hilarious. The guy is a bureaucrat and needs to file forms in triplicate to get authorization to throw down, so time is on your side. Fight Agent Green. 

Wadsworth

Chance of winning: 0%

Don’t do it. 

  • Andy Lincoln: *lowers his glasses down the bridge of his nose, the script in his hand* So me and Michonne are scavenging and having lots of sex.
  • Director: Yup, isn't that great-
  • Andy Lincoln: Yes but are we betrothed?
  • Director: Um, no.
  • Andy Lincoln: *blinks at the director incredulously*
  • Director: Listen, it's just a sexy road trip where you guys will finally get to spend some time alone.
  • Andy Lincoln: Not what I would have wanted for our honeymoon but if it's the best we can get, so be it.
  • Director: It's not...*sigh* they're not married and this isn't a honeymoon.
  • Andy Lincoln:
  • Andy Lincoln:
  • Andy Lincoln: *stares at the camera like he's in The Office*
Signs as Dads
  • Aries: *tries to play catch* *throws baseball way too hard* WELL DON'T STAND WHERE I'M THROWING
  • Taurus: "Hi hungry, I'm dad"
  • Gemini: "So what's the 411? What's the get down with the get down? What's on the DL?"
  • Cancer: *driving kids to soccer game in mini van* "Does everyone have their juice boxes and snack packs? Check. Alright, now does everyone have their game faces on? chECK !"
  • Leo: *pulls out a 2nd graders yearbook* okay son, now you point out and tell me about the kid that was calling you names cuz someone is gonna learn a lesson ta-DAY"
  • Virgo: "Son, what did i say about going into my study?!" *looks at room dedicated to star wars action figures and collectables* "These are NOT toys, they are NOT to be played with. Do i make myself clear?"
  • Libra: *at the country club* oh shit, i was suppose to pick up the kids
  • Scorpio: "Damn it Nelson, I told you to stop pulling your sisters hair. If you make me pull this car over you will be sorry you were even born yoU LITTLE FUCKING SHIT *pulls car over*
  • Sagittarius: *drinking bourbon and wearing sun-visor with fake hair on top" "it's lit yall"
  • Capricorn: *talking to 5 year old child* "I don't play. I was kicked out of kindergarten because i don't fucking play. So let me know when you're ready to start acting like an adult."
  • Aquarius: *at PTA meeting* okay so listen to this guys. What if we put all our kids together, gear em up in superhero uniforms, and start the revolution"
  • Pisces: "What time is it"
Deaf Lance (Klangst?)

“I can’t understand him. What’s the point in trying to communicate?- He’s just going to get frustrated and then walk off!” Keith hissed. He was in the living room talking with Shiro.
Shiro exhaled sharply, “Keith- at least try to learn sign. You don’t know- you might find out that’s he’s quite interesting to talk to. I’m learning- we’re all learning. You can’t always just look to Hunk every time Lance signs something.”
  Keith crossed his arms over his chest, “Its hard to learn what he wants when he purposely covers his hands!”
  Shiro rubbed the back of his neck, “Just try understanding one another- ok?”

Keith sighed and he walked down the hall but surprised to see Lance standing there. The tan male had a face of annoyance, and a slight pout in the corner of his lips.
Keith started to walk past him but Lance put a hand on his shoulder. Lance opened his mouth and grunted softly. He then formed a fist and rubbed his chest, his expression softened.
Keith only stared, “Does that mean please or.. Sorry..?” He asked, those two signs always confused him. Lance sighed and he began to finger spell “S o r r y”.
  Keith exhaled sharply, “Sorry? For what? You did nothing. Nothing’s wrong.”
  Lance frowned and he shook his head, he knew he was lying. He knew something was up.

He pointed to himself and then formed a fist with his thumb out. He placed his fist under his chin, letting the thumb touch and then he pulled his fist forward. While doing this he shook his head. Lance then made a “V” and placed it on his forehead. His palm faced away from him.
  Keith rose a brow, “Not.. Idiot. Oh- no one said you were! W-wait maybe you can just write down your thoughts. That would help a lot with this conversation.”
Keith took out a small memo book from his back pocket and he took out a pen from the other. He handed both to Lance.

   Lance scoffed but began to write with haste, he handed it to Keith.
/ I know you were talking about me with Shiro. Hunk wouldn’t tell me exactly what you guys were talking about- but I’m pretty sure its about how I’m stupid right? Just because I’m deaf right? I’m not stupid. /

Keith wrote down his thoughts quickly and handed it back to Lance.
/We don’t think you’re stupid! Its just difficult to talk you. I’m not very good with sign and.. Yeah. But you are not stupid./

Lance wrote with lightening speed- obviously very upset. He jabbed the memo book at Keith to read.
/Then don’t treat me like I’m stupid! I know that I might not be able to hear or listen to music or conversations- but I still have feelings. /

Keith scribbled back and handed Lance the memo book back.
/Lance, please calm down. That’s not the problem. Its just you keep a lot of things to yourself. A lot. You don’t even bother trying to teach me sign or anything! /

The passing of the notes continued.

/Its because I think you hate me. And that you think I’m incapable of doing things by myself. Just like everyone else. I’m not a baby. I’m perfectly capable of living life. So what if I can’t hear the rain? That’s not effecting me or the way I live. I’m perfectly happy. /

Was Lance really happy?

/Are you? Hunk told me that you wanted a cochlear implant. He told me that you wanted to hear the birds twittering in the early morning. Or hear the sound of someone cooking bacon on a pan. /

Lance was now even more upset.

/Hunk?! Hunk told you this?! I told him to keep it a secret! No no no I don’t want a cochclear implant. No. I’m happy. Yes its frustrating when people don’t understand what I want but I’m not going to change myself just because someone won’t take the time to at least try to understand me. /

And that was final. Because Lance had stomped away. Frustrated. Just like Keith had said.

Educating a Friend
  • Me: So, let's say that you're at school and you see a guy you know. I mean, you guys talk every once in a while and he's pretty cool, but you're not like friends or anything. You just talk to him every once in a while.
  • Guy Friend: What's his name?
  • Me: I don't know. Frank?
  • Guy Friend: No.
  • Me: Okay, fine. His name is Will. Okay?
  • Guy Friend: I don't think it really suits him, but okay.
  • Me: ...So anyway, you're at school during lunchtime and you see Will. So, you notice Will's not eating anything. That's when you realize that Will has no lunch, no money for lunch, and no way of getting either. He's just sitting there like he normally would. He's not acting any differently and he's not asking anyone for anything. Not money, not a fry, not even a salt packet, but you know he's gotta be hungry. So, what do you do?
  • Guy Friend: Do I have any money?
  • Me: Yeah. You have enough for you and another meal.
  • Guy Friend: Duh, I buy him lunch.
  • Me: Okay, cool. So, like you said, you buy him lunch. You buy your lunch and you buy his lunch and you go over and hand it to him. And, he says, "Wow. You know, that's really nice of you, but I wasn't gonna ask anyone for lunch. I was probably just gonna wait until I got home to eat." And, then you say--
  • Guy Friend: Nah, it's cool.
  • Me: Exactly. You say, "Nah, it's cool. I'm just being nice. It's a gift." And, Will says, "You know, that's awesome. You're really nice, bro." And, after that, you guys start hanging out. You guys are like really good buds. You are always hanging out and laughing and just having a good time. So, you guys are friends for a few months, and it's tons of fun. Then, one day, you go up to Will and you say, "Hey, Will, you know, I've been thinking, and I kinda want that five bucks."
  • Guy Friend: What five bucks?
  • Me: Hold on. I'm getting there. So, Will says, "What five bucks?" To which, you reply, "Well, we've been hanging out for a long time and it's been really fun, but like, I've done a lot of really nice things for you. Like, I'm always nice to you and I always listen and do things you wanna do, so I was thinking that because I've been so nice, you should pay me back that five bucks I spent to get your lunch right before we started really hanging out."
  • Guy Friend: What? Why would I--
  • Me: I'm not done yet. So, then Will looks kinda hurt and he says, "But I thought you were just being nice. I thought that was just a gift." So, you say, "Whether or not it was a gift, don't you think you kinda owe me that five bucks since I've been so nice to you?" And, Will says, "No. I don't think I owe you that!" And you get mad, so you say, "Well, I think that you do, so I think you're being really shitty and stuck up about this and I feel like I've been completely wronged."
  • Guy Friend: Oh, my God. That's so fucked up of me. I would never do that to Will. Will was nice. We were buds. That's way screwed.
  • Me: I know, right? Hey, just wondering, have you ever heard of this fictional place called "The Friendzone?"
  • Guy Friend: Well, yeah, but...
  • Guy Friend: ...
  • Guy Friend: ...
  • Guy Friend: oh

paperbending  asked:

I am in LOVE with this show, especially from an acting point of view. Any tips for actors on here about working with an ensemble cast like yours? I especially love how sometimes you guys have to portray another character's personality though your body. What's your guys' process like when getting into different personalities other than your character?

first of all you have to be open and flexible to the directors vision, and of course to your cast members in order to understand and participate. To interact with each other and ummmmmmmmmmm everybody has a different process that you have to respect. When you are portraying another personality, its all about ummm listening to the directions you get, because to know the result would be to complex to understand. yeah, i dont know. 

-Max

Bucky teaching Steve to dance is one of my favourite things ;-;

  • 6 year old cousin: what does shipping people mean?
  • Me: shipping is the concept of a fictional couple; to "ship" a couple means to have an affinity/Liking for it in one way or another; a "shipper" or a "fangirl/boy" is somebody significantly involved with such an affinity/liking..
  • Cousin: who do you ship?
  • Me: I tend to torture myself by shipping couples that may never happen like Lena and Kara,always remember love is love as long as it's consensual and both parties are adults or kids..
  • Cousin: isn't supergirl dating that mean guy,you've always told me to never hit a girl or call her names,I'm 6 and I know that,he's older than me and I know more than him but she likes it and I don't understand
  • Me: you actually listen to me? And no you're right follow what I taught you and not the show,who would you rather see her with?
  • Cousin: I personally ship Kara with Kryptonite or myself over the jerk
  • Me: No DNA test needed we are related..
I Don’t Need You Anymore Part 2 (Justin Foley)

From: 13 Reasons Why

Warnings: Swearing, rushed ending??


It’s been a week since you’ve been to school, trying to get over everything.

But today you promised yourself you’ll be okay. You walk to school and try to seem normal, you know, like your heart didn’t break into pieces? Yeah. You walked with Clay and you guys just talked and you were looking around for Justin, yeah sure you said no, and that you didn’t need him but nonetheless you still loved him. Not seeing him you frowned in disappointment. “If you still love him, then why’d you say that you didn’t?” Clay asked noticing the disappointment etched on my face. “I didn’t want to get hurt again” You shrugged. “But you still live with him being your muse y/n” He says stopping.

“What are you talking about? I do not” you exclaim opening your locker. “y/n/n, dude, you still have him as your home screen. You still have pictures of him beside your bed. For fuck’s sake y/n. Just admit it” Clay says folding his arms. “So what, i still do, what’s your problem?” you say slamming your locker shut and begin walking to class with your twin. “I’m just saying, I know I wanted you guys broken up but you’re miserable without him” Clay explains softly. “I know but, it doesn’t make up for what he did Clay. He really broke my heart” You reply trying to stop yourself from crying. “I know y/n, I know. But maybe you need each other to mend that heart” he replies sighing.

You sit in class and try not to think of Justin and but God knows you couldn’t. Thoughts ran around your head. ‘Is he okay?’ or ‘how is he?’ most importantly ‘WHERE is he?’ and sooner or later, class is over. You walk to the cafeteria sitting by Clay and his best friend Tony.

“y/n, how you doing so far?” Tony asks reaching to hold your hand. “I’m good no worries” You say shooting him a smile. “She’s not fine” Clay grumbles. “I didn’t believe it either clay” Tony says looking at you. “Guys I’m fine” You exclaim picking at your food. “I’m telling you y/n/n, Justin is miserable without you” Tony tells you sincerely.

“Really? Then where is he? Out having fun with his friends? None of them are here. Not even Zach. Must be some party or something” You reply close to yelling. “Calm down y/n” Clay says holding you. “I’m missing him and it sucks that he’s okay” you say tearing up. “Why don’t we just skip today?” Clay says walking you out. “Mom will kill you” You reply walking out anyway. “Eh she knows you aren’t okay” Clay replies taking you to Tony’s car.

Tony walks over and all of you guys go to Rosie’s to get some milkshakes. After your milkshake you go back to school because you refused to skip communications class. “There you are y/n, have you seen Dempsey, Standall, Walker, Foley and Montgomery?” Your teacher asks as you hand her a late slip. “No why?” You ask sitting down. “They never went to school and since you were close to them I just thought-“ You cut her off “well i don’t know where they are”

You listen to the lecture and much to your dismay, its about heartbreak. “What does heartbreak feel like?” Your teacher asks. “It’s when someone sees how much you love and admire them then they play with your feelings then stomp on your heart” you reply. “Yeah but its also when you reject someone because you are scared to be with them thus you break their heart before they break yours” Pratters continues. “So it’s a defense mechanism? But for humans right?” Skye asks suddenly taking interest. “Yes actually” Pratters replies. “So Miss, is it wrong for humans to have that defense mechanism?” You ask your teacher. “Wow you’re all chattery today. But yes, it can be because sometimes you cancel out the probability of you being happy because of a traumatizing incident or a mistake someone did” she replies. “So-“ you were cut off by the bell.

You walk to your compliment bag and see that there were exactly a weeks worth of notes. 7 to be exact. You read the first one

“Hey I know you’re not here, i have no idea why and I know. I promised to leave you alone but I love you - Justin”

you opened the second one

“Watching clouds is pretty. But it was prettier when i watched them with you - guess who”

third.

“My arms been missing you, who’s been kissing you since you went away? No one I hope”

fourth

“Come back. Your smile is everything to me”

fifth

“you’re the voice I hear inside my head… The reason that….. i’m alive”

sixth

“Words will never express how sorry I am. I miss everything about you”

seventh

“You transferred schools didn’t you? Anyway, when you collect this know that you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met and I’m shit for breaking your heart. More than once. I love you with all my heart and I don’t think I’ll ever stop. I hope you smile today because even if i don’t see it, It’ll make the people around you happy and you are just… everything to me. I love you y/n”

You start to cry seeing all these notes. You walk home and keep them in a cute box under your bed which holds all your letters with Justin and everything from your relationship. You tear up missing him. And fall asleep holding the teddy bear he bought you once which he named little Justin.

The next day you woke up bright and early hearing knocking on your door. You open your door and see Zach with Alex. Both tired and hair messy. “What happened to you two?” You ask them gesturing to their whole being. “Have you seen Justin?” Alex asks looking around your house. “No? I haven’t seen him since I-“ you were cut off “rejected him. Yeah okay” Zach replies walking out. “What’s wrong?” You ask walking out with them. “Justin is missing. We saw blood in the room he was staying with Bryce and we don’t know what to think” Zach says shaking his head.

Your eyes widen in shock. “He’s missing?” You ask stupidly. “Yeah and that’s why we’re not sleeping and we skip class” Alex says taking a chug of a starbucks cup he’s been holding. “Follow me” You run to your favorite spot expecting him there. “Nada. We checked here y/n” Zach says as you stare at the tree. You think about all the places you’ve been together. You check them all out and he’s no where to be found. You break down crying and Zach and Alex try to comfort you. “I can’t believe I- It’s all my fault I’m-“ you kept cutting yourself off as you blamed yourself for what is happening. “Y/n It’s okay” Alex says rubbing your back. “No! It’s not. I broke the heart of someone I loved just so I can prevent myself from getting hurt and now we can’t find him” You sob into Zach.

You think of Justin and everything.

“y/n. I love the song “The Man Who Can’t Be Moved” I find it romantic” Justin says stroking your hair. “When was Justin Foley a softy” you teased.

You remember what Justin said a week after he asked you out. You sing the song in your head until you hear it

“Cause if one day you wake up and find that your missing me

and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

And maybe you’ll go down in the place that we’d meet”

Your head snapped up, “I THINK I KNOW WHERE HE IS” You shout wiping your tears and taking off. The two boys run after you as you rush to starbucks. And sure enough you see Justin sitting in the corner table, where you sat when you first met, looking outside as tears fall down his face. “Justin” you whisper walking up to him. His face snaps up hearing your voice as he turns to you more tears begin to fall. “I’ve missed you” he whispers standing up to hug you, “You came. I can’t believe you came. I was sure you didn’t love me anymore.” Justin whispers crying into your shoulder. “Baby I never stopped. I was scared that you’d hurt me” You replied holding him tighter.

“Baby the day I chose Jess over you my life became a living hell. I know it took me long to appreciate the things you do for me but I love you with all my heart and I miss you so much. Darling please be mine again” Justin says hugging you like if he let go, even for a second, you’d disappear.

“Yes Justin. I will be yours. I’ve missed you and everything sucks when you’re not around” You reply hugging him. You stay like that for a few hours until you notice his knuckles. “Justin what did you do?” You say bringing a hand to touch his wounds on his knuckles. He flinches and replies “I punched the wall every time I thought about how stupid I’ve been”

You kiss him on the lips. Longing for this familiar feeling. “Don’t…  leave….. me…. again…” he says in between kisses. “as long as you don’t break my heart again” you reply pulling away.

“Come on. Let’s go home” You say holding out your hand. He takes it and replies “I’m already home” then he hugs you from the side as you both walk out Starbucks.

BONUS ENDING

“There you are!” Alex says catching his breath. “YOU FOUND HIM” Zach says tackling you both for a hug. “Yeah. She did” Justin replies staring at you lovingly. “And we’re both happy again” You say lacing your fingers with his.

Different Slytherin

She was perfect. No, she wasn’t … She is perfect. The way her ssmile is so bright, the way her perfect hair bounce everytime she moves or the way her laugh is so loud.  She screamed Gryffindor or even Hufflepuff, she screamed fun,love and everything that poets love.

The first time  he saw her it was in the Great Hall, in the line that he knew very well,  she had arrived and everyone was so excited to discover which house she would belong, which house everyone there would belong.

She was one of the lasts. She was there, when almost everyone was sorted, smiling and with her arms crossed. And when her name was called everyone in the room hold their breath and no surprise she just smiled and somehow he knew the she would go to Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. She is so bright of course she belongs there.

Everyone was paying so much attention. It was impossible not to when she was smiling so big while sitting in this chair where everyone seemed to be so afraid of. It was the big time of everyone life include hers.

When the hat was placed in her head, above her mess of hair, everyone was in silence.

The girl was moving her feet and just smiling while her eyes was looking at everyplace she could.

It passed longs minutes when the hat screamed the name of house she would belong. The house where she would made her friends and maybe even met the lover of her life.

“ SSLYTHERIN” The hat screamed and she smiled again,  cause even if everyone just met her she seemed to be the type of girl who is always smiling.

She jumped out of the chair and walked to the very green table. She sat and then he lost her in the middle of a lot of Slytherin students.

He was not happy with that… She was so beautiful, so shinning and how that kind of girl could belong to a such horrible house. How could that happen?

- Are you okay,  PadFoot? - James asked looking ate his friend that still had his eyes at Slytherin table.

-Yeah, I am okay. Just so surprised that this girl is a Slytherin. -He said shrugging his shoulders.

- And You will never guess. -One boy, the one that was jut sorted like the beautiful girl, said.

-What? -Peter asked curious.

-She is not a pureblood.

-What? -The marauders screamed, even Remus who was quiet before. - That’s impossible. -Sirius completed.

The boy just nodded his head and turned to listen Dumbledore speech and letting all the boys still shocked and a Sirius with wide eyes looking at the girl talking to Severus and Lucius and right after smiling  at the boy besides her, his brother who was sorted a few moments before her.


Some years passed anyway, and the girl still was the girl who always smile, but now it was a little more private. The smile was smaller and her long and black hair now was short and so much more curlier, lot of locks of curls. She was a example to everyone.

The girl that Sirius didn’t know the first name after all this years was polite and always classy, wearing the most perfect clothes and her hair always perfect. She was almost a angel in the middle of lot demons.

- (Y/L/N) did it again. - Peter said sitting next to his friends. - She defended the Hufflepuff’s first year from Malfoy.

- Why the hell she is a Slytherin? - James asked confused. -For the first time I think the Hat made a mistake.

- I think that too. You are here after all. -Remus said rolling his eyes and trying to pay attention to his book and his homework. - Why are you talking about this girl again?  She a Slytherin, get over it. Now can we back to our homework?

-But Moony, she is a angel. How can she be there? -Padfoot whispered

- Lucifer was too. - Remus said smiling. - Look, no one here even know her first name, we just know that maybe she is not that bad but hey, we don’t talk to Slytherin any way, so why we should bother?

Pads just sighted and went back to his book but his mind still was in the different Slytherin. He didint know why but that girl just confused him. She intrigued him so much with her eyes showing a fire but still having the sweatiest smile ever.

The day the Marauders descoverd her name it was a week after, when they was joking around Snape, giving him names that he didint like and laughing so laud that anyone near could listen.

They were having fun when James felt a tap on his shoulders making he stop laughing a little to turn around and face the Slytherin girl wearing a beautiful smile.

- Hello, James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. - She said with a big smile and then looking at Snape who was on the air without any pants. -Hey, Severus. - Said waving her hand ate him. -How are you all?

- Good? -James said _ asked _ looking ate his friends confused.

-That’s very good,I was excellent a few minutes ago, if you minded. - She said sighing - But then I saw you all making fun of my very dear friend and that’s not a very polite thing to do,guys.

- And who says we care to being polite? -Peter said laughing and gaining a very sharp look of the girl.

-Well, Lucius told me that you, Gryffindor,  are not very polite but I wanted to believe otherside and now I am just regretting that. -She said looking a little sad. -If you don’t let my friend down I will have to do something that none of you would appreciate.

- And you,a Slytherin,think that you can do something to us? - James asked laughing loud and then looking at his friends. -Did you see that? This little girl think she can harm us.

- (Y/N)! You don’t have to do it. -Snape shouted.

-Its not a problem, Severus. Lucius said that I should practice a little more anyway. -She said with a smiling and then looking at the four boys in front of her.

All the boys lost their doubts about her being Slytherin when they saw the smirk on her lips and her eyes with a fire. None of them could actually tell how all of that could happened but the just blinked and they were hanging in the air, all of them, while Severus was outing his pants besides the girl.


-What the hell do you think are doing? - Sirius shouted looking at the girl who just laughed -Let us down.

- Look, Severus, They don’t think that joke is fun anymore. - (y/n) said taking of their pants. - Do you think I should let them down?

- C'mon, Snivellus, You know we were just kidding with you. - James said.

- I don’t think he will let us down. - Moony said just to his friends listen.

- Let us down now!

- Or what? Would you tell you mom, Sirius? - Snape asked.  - Wait, your mom doesn’t care about you. -He laughed

- Severus. - (Y/N) shouted looking at her friend. - That’s not a thing that you should say! - She told him while throwing the boy’s pants at the lake.

-Why that? Its not like we are their friends anyway. -He shrugged.

- Okay, guys,I think I had enough. - She said letting all the boys falling hard on the flour and walking to them. - And Sirius, you can’t have a mom but that doesn’t mean that you dont have a family. -She said smiling at The black haired boy. -Oh, please, dont meses with me friends anymore or I will do worse than that.

- She is a weirdo . -James said looking at the girl who was walking to the castle with her friend. - Who is nice and a demon at the same time?

- Yeah, a weirdo

What Sirius never told anyone that moment it was that weirdo had, maybe, stole his heart.

why i hate the words, "i hope you get better soon"/"i hope youll be healed up soon" as someone with a chronic illness

so, the obvious answer here is that chronically ill means that i wont get better but, theres a lot more to this.

yes, i get that people who say this to chronically ill peeps tend to have good intentions and i know they dont mean to sound ignorant, but the problem is that when they say this, all it proves is that they ARE ignorant, and so are their words, no matter how well intentioned they might be.

i also hate it because it reminds me that im not getting better, and that people dont care enough or generally dont know enough to acknowledge that, so them trying to be comforting, telling me that “itll be okay soon” and “they hope i get better soon” is a lot like giving me a tissue to wipe off spit on my face, but they didnt realize that that tissue is also covered in spit.

like, thanks, the intention is nice and all but it doesnt help and it can make me feel worse. idk if im making sense but honestly im tired of being told that people are just trying to be nice so i should deal with it, like, how about i talk to them and try to make them understand why its not the best thing to say.

i want to tell them that it makes me uncomfortable, that im not sure how to respond because what i was ignorant and frustrating but because they didnt mean to be rude i should just let it be? nah my guy, listen, theres a ton of things you can say that would help, like “im sorry you have to go through that, you shouldnt have to” or “i dont know what to say, but i wish i did” or literally anything else

cause honestly when you say “i hope you get better soon” or “i bet youll be healed in no time”, all youre doing is showing how little you know about my issues and my struggle, because often a part of my struggle is knowing that i wont get better.

Ones and Zeros (Jeon Jungkook)

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid



InternetFriend!AU

Genre: Fluff as if you’re surprised

Word Count: 1,414

Warnings: Light swearing

A/N

Loosely based on the For You MV??? > arrows are when you’re being sent things and < arrows represent you sending a text. Y/C is your country and Y/N is your name but I hope you knew that XD Sorry if your country isn’t a plane ride to Korea, I did my best to fit the majority in. Sorry for the inconvenience. Also sorry if this sucks lol Enjoy!  

> Yo Y/N

Keep reading

sometimes i forget how young some of you guys are on this site. listen, don’t be too hard on yourself if you’re still a kid making mistakes and trying to learn. like yeah, you’re still responsible for your own actions but you’ll never be in the same boat as the rusty crusty adults on here who refuse to learn and change

lance hc’s

welcome to my twisted mind

is trans

has a blue binder trust me on this its blue

hunk bought him his first one bc lance didnt have enough money on the visa card he bought

(they both cried)

one time lance and pidge watched ghost adventures until 3 AM space time and when they were doing Important Voltron Things one of them wld say a random zak bagans quote

  • on a nice pretty planet thats harboring galra troops
  • “we’re not here for beauty, we’re here for darkness” “lance please shut up”

keeps a diary so that he can accurately tell his family about space if when he gets back, he wldnt want his sibs to hear the Wrong Space Information hes a good sibling

favorite artist is cascada, listens to evacuate the dancefloor at least one time everyday to Keep Him Pumped

“hunk i don’t want to get up” “if you get up i’ll make space pancakes”

“haha guys remember when i almost died? wild.”

actually a good planner? its canon yall

  • “okay so we need to stick together and we’ll-” “uh yeah no. literally the entire universe knows what we look like? and sure it makes sense to stick together if we all want to get recognized and reported to the galra. remember them?? yah so lets split up and stay on the comms dont get wrekt”

“pidge what the fuck even is the midwest, is it real? i don’t think it’s real.” “lance im from iowa, i’m real.” “okay but are you? has anyone actually seen you in daylight?”

“keith why are your hands so clammy take off the fucking fingerless gloves youre not edgy.”

“coran what would happen if i shoved all of keiths stuff into the airlock” “at the rate we’re going, i’d assume they’d be torn to shreds!” “well uh…. good thing i didn’t do that… haha.”

got stuck in blue for 6 hours bc the seatbelt got stuck and he didnt want to tell anyone so he just stayed in there and tugged on it.

  • “i thought you died” “god i wish i did”

one time his foot fell asleep in the middle of a battle, it was the worst moment of his life

  • shiro: lance get back in alignment
  • lance: i cant, i cant feel my leg
  • shiro: OH MY GOD did something happen?? were you hit??
  • lance: nah my foots asleep. also i got shot? i can’t feel it but it’s definitely there and im definitely in shock right now”

shiro and lance bond over their near death moments, they have a club, sometimes they let allura join. they meet once a week.

It’s Going to be Okay

Request: I’ve got a request, you’re the Winchesters sister (older than Sam but younger than Dean) and she sold her soul when she was about 16 to save John, she didn’t tell anybody and 10 years later the hellhounds come to get her, she tries to be alone when she dies but it kinda failed and the boys have to see it happen (I hope it’s not too much information!)

Word Count: 2818

Warnings: some swearing, a little bit gorey when she’s getting ripped to shreds by the hellhounds, just a heads up I almost made myself cry

A/N: ok so heads up I made myself want to curl up into a ball and die on the floor so im almost sorry for writing this but I couldn’t help myself its probably not even that emotional but still and whatever you do make sure that you do not listen to Brother by NEEDTOBREATHE bc I did and now im dead wow im making such a big deal out of this its probably because its like 1am but still
I hope this is what you wanted and sorry that it came out so late, but I just kind of got caught up in other stuff and couldn’t think of what to write soo yeah (btw I got the info for how to treat stab wounds from here and here should you guys ever feel the urge to know what to do in these scenarios)

I reposted this because some people had difficulties getting access to this. Hopefully it works. hmu if not!




“Dad!” Y/N heard Dean scream as the werewolf snuck behind John. She watched as the blade sank into his stomach, one hand stifling his grunt of pain.

“No,” she whispered. “No!” Quickly, she shot the monster in the back, running over to where Dean was trying to support his father.

“Y/N,” he snapped. “Bring the car around back. We’re taking him back to the motel and stitching him back up. Go,” he added when she didn’t move.
Nodding slowly, she ran to the impala. Not wasting any time, she swung open the door and opened the driver’s door. She had to hurry, had to be fast. They could fix dad, he’d be fine. Otherwise…

No.

He’d be fine.

“Open the back door,” he grunted, helping his father to the car. “Sit back there with him. I’m going to drive.”

Quickly they moved, wary of the precious time they had left. Y/N had barely sat down on the seat beside John when the car lurched forward. She gasped, closing the car door and glaring at Dean.

“Y/N,” her father’s voice sounded pained. She checked the wound. It was bad. “Y/N.”

“Yeah?” she responded, not paying much attention to his words. She was too busy trying to figure out what to do while they were driving.

“Don’t…” he coughed. “Don’t let the boys do anything stupid, okay?”

“You’re going to have to hold me to that,” she grunted, ripping off her flannel to use it to stop the blood flow. “You’re not dying on me. Not now.”

“Y/N-” he tried again.

“Dean,” she interrupted. “Step on it. He’s bleeding through everything I can give him.”

“Got it.” The car accelerated, blurring the lights of passing storefronts and homes as they sped towards the motel.

Y/N closed her eyes, pre-planning the next steps. She’d have to first get him inside without shifting him so he’d bleed harder, and then find gauze to stop the bleeding. Once that was finished, she’d clean the wound, sterilize it, and-

“Y/N!” Dean called back to her. “We’re here. Get Sam!” Y/N scrambled to get out of the car, racing inside.

“Y/N?” Sam asked, standing up from his position on the bed. “What-”

“Dad’s hurt,” Dean interrupted, half-carrying him through the door. “Y/N, what do we do?” Sam and Dean looked to her, awaiting orders. She had always been the one to stitch them all back up, even when she herself was injured. It was like they all had a role: Dad was the leader; Dean was the soldier who made sure all the orders were carried out; Sammy did the research; and Y/N was the medic. Together, they kicked ass.

Until now.

“Y/N!” Dean yelled at her, shaking her from her thoughts. “What do we do?”

“Lay him down on the bed,” she ordered. “Sam, apply pressure. Dean, sterilize it. Do not touch the knife. Leave it in. It’s stopping most of the blood flow, and any movement could cause further damage.”

They all scrambled in haste to attend her orders. She tore his clothes to further inspect his wound.

“Y/N,” John coughed. She immediately shoved a pillow beneath his head. “Y/N, remember what I said-”

“No,” she said sternly, looking him in the eye. “You are not dying. I am not becoming an orphan, not today. Sam! Where are you?”

“Coming!” he called rushing over to the bed with his cloth. Y/N scrambled back, letting Sam fill in her spot. Dean followed close behind, following the procedure that she had drilled into his brain from the numerous times she had performed them on him.

She turned to the bathroom, washing her hands and splashing some water on her face. Come on, Y/N, she thought to herself. Dad’s… face it. Dad’s dying, and you don’t know what to do. How can you save him?

Then it hit her.

She vaguely remembered seeing a crossroads on the way here. She knew the moment the knife had plunged into her father’s abdomen that she wasn’t nearly well trained enough to deal with this; not with the supplies she had. There was only one way to save him at this point.

Y/N ran out of the bathroom, snatching her jacket and racing out the door.

“Y/N!” Dean screamed for her, but she kept sprinting. “Y/N, get your ass back in here! Dad’s-” his voice broke off. He was unable to say it. She had to act fast.

Y/N always knew this day would come. That was why she carried a premade box around with her, inside her jacket when they hunted should the occasion ever arise. Quickly she made her way to the gravel road, stopping dead center in the parking lot. Checking to see she wasn’t being followed, she planted the box. Scooping the dirt back over it, she stood up.

“C’mon,” she tapped her foot impatiently. “Come on, you stupid son of a-”

“I’d watch that tongue, sweetie,” a voice from behind her. She whipped around, coming face to face with a young woman. She had dark features and wore black clothing. Not that it mattered to Y/N.

“Save my dad,” she practically yelled. The demon raised an eyebrow. She collected herself, taking a deep breath. “Please.”

“You know the terms, I assume?” the demon asked slowly. Too slowly for Y/N’s liking. “Ten long, good-”

“Yeah, yeah,” Y/N said, striding over to her. “Ten years. I know. Now shut up and take my soul.” With that, she planted her lips on the demon’s. She was shocked at first, but quickly responded.

“See you then,” she smirked before leaving Y/N to walk back to the motel, still in shock from what she had just done. She had barely walked back inside the motel room when Dean was in her face.

“What the hell, Y/N?” he nearly shouted. She frowned, confused as to why he wasn’t screaming, until she saw her father. His chest was gently rising and falling, as though he had just taken a nap and not been stabbed. The blood was hardly flowing, and he was… snoring? Y/N didn’t think that she’d ever heard her father snore before.

“He’s fine.” She shrugged him off, going to sit on her bed. She put her head in her hands.

“He wasn’t when you left!” he spat at her. Sam didn’t even look at his sister.

“Y/N, he could have died, and you left. Next time you decide to bail on family, go ahead and stay away.”

“Dean,” she whispered. “Please. I was-”

“I don’t want to hear it,” he snapped. “Now that no one is dead, I’m going for a walk. Because I actually tried to help, so I deserve that.” With that, he left.

“Y/N,” Sam said after a minute of silence. “You did know… you did know that dad was going to be okay, right? Before you left?” She smiled wearily, trying not to memorize every feature of her little brother’s face. She attempted to not memorize his soft eyes, his optimistic tone, his mussy hair and innocence.

“Of course, Sam. I had it all under control.”


Ten Years Later

Y/N drank down the last of her whiskey as she glanced at the clock on her phone. It flashed 11:56pm in the faint light the screen provided. She sat down on the curb, watching as the cars drove by. She waited, ever so calm and patient, for it to come.

For them to come.

She had been experiencing the symptoms recently: visions; sounds; the whole shebang. Y/N thought she had done a fairly good job at hiding them from her brothers, but they weren’t totally convinced. That was why they were watching her from far away. Not that she knew.

It was ten years exactly. Ten years since the deal. Though Sam left and dad did die eventually, she didn’t regret it. There was some sort of a calm washing over her. She was going to die for a good cause, and her brothers wouldn’t see it.

A twig snapped behind her.

She didn’t even turn around. She sighed, standing up.

“I’ll come into the alley. Make it easier to clean up.”

Silently she walked into the alleyway, taking one last swig of alcohol before setting it on the ground. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a letter. She laid it by her canteen. A single tear slipped. I love you, Sam and Dean, she thought to herself. I love you boys.

“Take me away,” she whispered. Then hot breath blew against her neck, and she was knocked to the ground. She didn’t put up a fight.

“Y/N!” Dean screamed, sprinting towards her. Sam was close behind. “Y/N!”
She turned her head around, a sad smile plastered on her face.

“Sam, Dean,” she coughed out, body being torn to shreds by some invisible force. “I-”

Her throat was slashed. She spoke no more.

After a moment, the slicing stopped.

The boys ran to her side, tears streaming down their faces. Sam clutched her jacket front, sobbing openly into her chest. There was no heartbeat, no warmth, no nothing expect the cold and metallic scent of her blood and body tissue that made him want to throw up.

“Y/N!” Dean screamed. “No, you selfish- how could you- why?” His body wracked with cries, leaning his forehead against hers, trying to will her to come back. It was nearly an hour before either of them saw the flask and folded paper beside it. Sam moved to it first. He read it, fresh tears springing to his eyes.

“Dean,” he croaked. “Dean.”

“What?” his brother snapped.

“She… she left a note.”

“… What?”

“Here. Read it.”

He thrust the paper out to Dean, who hesitantly took it. Taking a shuddering breath, he opened the letter.

Dear Sam and Dean,

I know I should have told you, but when I tried it couldn’t come out. There were so many times when I tried to memorize your face, your voice, your everything, that I figured you shouldn’t be burdened with it. It was my weight to carry, and I have never welcomed a trouble more.

Remember that hunt we went on, ten years ago to this date? It was a werewolf case. It got dad. I just couldn’t let him die. So, I sold my soul. I suppose it doesn’t matter much now that he’s gone anyways, but I’m glad I did it. He lived so we could have a parent an adult to watch over us. I did it so Dean wouldn’t have to be the oldest, watch out for his younger siblings. I don’t regret it.

Dean, after reading this and thinking about our argument, I know you’re going to blame yourself. Please, try not to. I know you will anyways, but I love you and don’t want you to go through that. God, I can’t say that enough. I love you. I love you. I love you. Don’t you dare ever forget it or think otherwise. I will kick your ass from beyond the grave so help me. All I ask is that you accept this, don’t do what I did, and move on. Don’t forget me, but accept what has happened and move on. I don’t want you to suffer. I love you. Accept my passing and move forwards. Don’t be afraid to cry. Don’t be afraid to fear. To be afraid to experience emotions. Taking care of yourself takes care of more than yourself. I love you. The only thing I ask you to be strong for is Sam. I know he can take care of himself, but I still worry about the kid. I love you. More than you’ll ever know. I’ll miss you. I’ll miss your stupid jokes and the way your jaw sets when you’re trying to hold in your emotions and I’ll miss your eyes that remind me of second grade when I climbed up in the tree and played with the leaves after the bully pushed me to the ground and you sat with me, saying that you loved me and that nothing would ever happen to me. Nothing ever did. Know that. You couldn’t have stopped me, even if you wanted to. I love you. I love you so much.

Sammy, my not-so-little brother. You never gave up on me, even when I gave up on myself. I can never repay you for that. Please, I know you are going to find some way to blame yourself, and so will Dean. I just need you to be there for him. Remember all those times where the world was trying to tear us apart, and remember how we said, “Screw you. We’re a family.” I know you’re going to hurt, and I know you’re going to hurt bad. And that’s okay. It’s okay for you to want to cry, to scream, to break everything until there is nothing left and your knuckles bleed. It’s okay for you to fall to your knees, as long as you get back up again. Please, know I love you. I’ll never tell you enough. I never told you enough. I love you. I love your long hair (don’t tell Dean, but it always made me happy when you let me run my fingers through it). I love your eyes that I can never quite describe, the way they always seem to change colours but never fail to turn back to my favourite shade of sunshine through whiskey, copper against sage and honey and when they glow I never fail to smile because even when I felt like calling the hounds early, you always carried me forwards. You never even knew it. I love you. I’m going to miss your quirkiness and love for learning and the way that you always would light up when you knew the answer to a question or saw that we were proud of you. I’ll never stop being proud of you. I’ll never stop loving you.

All the way through hell, I’ll remember you boys and be okay. I’m going to be okay. I’m going to remember how much I love you two, how much I love the way that you’re always bickering to make me laugh and the way that Dean smells like gun smoke and whiskey that I can call home, the way that Sam always tries to look for the best in things, the way that even though life has thrown him every curveball it has that he still hasn’t backed down.

I’m going to try to stop writing how proud I am of you boys before I tear up and ruin this page like I did with the others. Please, be there for each other. Don’t drink away your pain. Remember me. Know I love you. I love you so much. God, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop writing it down. I love you. I love you. I love you. You two have always been there for me, so I ask that you be there for each other. I know you’ll both want to take the impala and drive away from each other and not speak about this incident for days, weeks- hell, probably not even years if I know anything about you two- but please, stay with each other. That’s all I want for you two. I love you. Please, help each other. Be available for each other. Don’t go through this alone. Always keep fighting for me. I love you both so much. More than I can say, more than I can write. I’d do this all again if I knew it meant that you two would at least grow up off the streets, with some sort of food in your stomachs on a somewhat regular basis.

I love you both. Please, carry on. I love you. Don’t worry. Hopefully, we won’t see each other anytime soon. When you go to heaven, think of me. Think of our family. We’ll be alright. You’ll be alright. And don’t bother trying to save me. I made sure with the demon that you two couldn’t bring me back.

I love you. So, so much.

Love from your sister,

Y/N


There was a short funeral.

Bobby showed up. Rufus showed up. Every single hunter they’d met showed up. Y/N had impacted a lot of people. She’d saved a lot of lives.

The body was up in flames before the sun set. Sam and Dean were at the front, where no one could see the tears on their faces. Not that anyone would have the audacity to mention it. Not when there were streaks on their own.

“I love you too, Y/N,” Sam whispered. His voice cracked, even though he barely was heard.

“More than you’ll ever know,” Dean finished. He looked to the sky. “I love you. We all do. I promise, no one will ever forget you. You have my word, sister.”

anonymous asked:

Hey it's cool that ya don't ship Karamel, I'm a Karamel shipper and I totally respect your opinion on it just sad that many people are just ready to shoot each other down by not listening to one another. Also on a side note, I think you're really pretty💯💯💯

Look man i respect ur opinion too but as an abuse survivor this relationship is rather triggering for me and ive honestly tried to give mon man the benefit of the doubt but he knows what hes doing with the gaslighting (also the physical stuff like….no) because he continues to do it, and you guys are more than welcome to come talk to me about this but im just, im having a really hard taking the mon el stans seriously esp recently with the whole moses/slave thing like are you guys okay?? I really cant respect someone whos ‘opinion’ is in regards to abuse and slavery but like i said, you are more than welcome to come talk to me, respectully ofc. Anyways, thanks for the compliment friendo i hope you have a good day/night today 💕

BTS reaction to when their S/O's gets scared watching a scary movie with them

Request said: Bts reaction to their s/o and them watching a horror movie. All cute n stuff ?? Thanks :)


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Jin: Since, you guys haven’t really spend time together, Jin decided to make a movie night. He went to closest convenience store and bought popcorn and your favorite candies/chocolates. You decided to make the popcorn, while Jin choose the movie. As you came back with snacks, the movie was already chosen and set. You sat down on the couch and Jin sat next to you. “Jin, what’s this movie about?” you asked very curious. “Sh… You’ll see” exclaimed Jin. Since he put a finger on your lips signalling that you should not say another word, you keep quiet. The movie started and you knew by the suspense at the beginning that it was going to be one of the scary ones. The drama of the movie was good until one part you screamed your head off and quickly hid your face into Jin’s chest. He would pet your hair and make you face him to kiss your cheek. 

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Suga: As you got out of the shower, already dressed into pj’s you didn’t see your boyfriend in bed no more. Until he came into the room “Let’s watch this movie” he said while he pointed the movie case, since you didn’t exactly see the cover of the movie case you went along with it. You got downstairs and the movie was already playing. You and Suga decided to cuddle while watching the movie. Until one part of the movie, scared the heck out of you and it resulted on you quickly falling into your face on the floor; which made Suga laugh and you getting angry at him. He eventually got to you and kissed your lips to make you feel alright. 

Originally posted by jeonbase

J-Hope: “Jagiya come downstairs” said Hoseok. “Ok” you screamed back. You got down the stairs, and there he was waiting for you. He was smiling at you and then he said “Come follow me” you followed him into the living room. To find the table already settled with popcorn, candies of every kind and your favorite chocolates. You smiled at him and kissed his cheek in order for him to feel that you appreciated what he planned for you two for that night. He motioned you to sit down at the sofa and he grabbed the remote control and quickly played the movie. As the movie started you asked “So, whats this movie about?” “I don’t know…one of the guys told me to watch it with you” he responded. “Oh..” was all you said, After some minutes of the movie, out of nowhere a demon came into the screen looking very scary and scared the heck out of you two.  Resulting on both of you screaming and jumping into each others arms for the rest of the movie.

Originally posted by orchid-bud

Rap Monster: Since Namjoon just returned from his tour, all  he wanted to do was to spend some time with you. He decided to have a movie date at the movie theater and watch one of the scariest movies featuring , but you didn’t knew about it because he kind of knew that you hated these types of movies but he did it in order  to be closer with you and recover all of the time that he had missed. You guys got seated and waited for a few minutes and the movie started to play. But as soon as it started you got scared, in which resulted the popcorn being thrown away into the floor and your head into Namjoon’s chest and him hugging you and saying “I am here, don’t worry. I’ll protect you”  and then he started to pet your hair and stealing some pecks on your lips. 

Originally posted by namjoon-be-my-friend

Jimin: “Hey, Y/N” said your boyfriend. “Yes, Jimin” you said while facing him. “Let’s go somewhere?” asked Jimin. “Yeah, sure why not?” you said. “Then let’s go…” he said while grabbing your hand. “Where are we going, Jimin” you said struggling to get out of his grip. “To the movies” he said. “Oh..” you said while finally giving in. You guys quickly arrived. Since he wanted to keep the movie as a surprise, he went and order everything for you. All you had to do was to carry your snacks that he bought for you into the movie room. You guys sat down and the trailers quickly played in the screen. After a few of those, the movie finally started. You started to get happy but suddenly as the movie built the story, you could not help but feel impatient and asked yourself why you were feeling like this,  Until, suddenly a very scary scene played and you got so scared that you started to scream and shut your eyes, but you keep screaming. Since you could not hear what Jimin was trying to say , he grabbed your wrist and quickly headed you out of the movie room. Right there he hugged and kissed your lips in order to make you feel better. 

Originally posted by kookielife

Taehyung (V): *ring* *ring* your phone rang. You saw the ID caller and it was your cute loving boyfriend. “Hello V!” you said sounding happy“Hi, Jagiya!he said. “Listen, the guys and I were wondering if you like to come to our place to watch a movie” he added“Yeah sure, I would love too!. At what time?” you asked. “Come at 7pm” he responded. “Ok, see you” you said while made a kissing sound and he did the same thing too and he hung up. 7 a’ clock came by and you were already pushing the door bell. “Hello, who is this?” said a voice, which you recognized as Suga. “You know who its!” you said. “Are you Y/N??, because you are not allowed in here” said Suga teasing you.  “YES!! It is me…Just let me in” you pleaded. “No can do!” Suga said. “Suga!!” you screamed and then you saw the door open and it was Suga and you playfully hit his arm and he screamed in pain “Its not so good to see you” said Suga while still touching his arm. You just rolled your eyes and then Namjoon saw you and he screamed “V, Y/N is here!!” and then your loving boyfriend came running to you like a loving puppy does to his owner. “I missed you” he said while hugging you. “I missed you too” you replied. “AHG….Guys get a room” said Suga. “Shut up” said V. “Guys the movie is starring!” screamed Jin. You guys ran to the living room sitting on the floor because there was no more space on the couch.  After a couple of minutes passed and you were so lost in your thoughts that you had no idea what happen until something unexpected happen in the movie which scared you to death and you started to scream. V being confused about your sudden reaction, but then he understood that you got scared and  he asked if you were ok and then he would just hold your hand to make sure you were actually ok. 

Originally posted by jiyoongis

JungKook: “Y/N how about we watch this movie” he said while pointing to the TV in which it showed a movie trailer. The trailer looked like an ordinary movie so you went along with it. JungKook took you to the nearest Movie Theater. You offer to pay for the tickets but he insisted that he had every thing under control. He took you to the snack stand and told to order anything that you wanted. You did and both of you happily walked into the movie room. You guys sat down and he quickly puts his arm over you and he made you face him. “If you get scared, just look at me and hold my hand” he said. “What do you mean if I get scared?” you asked confused. “Um.. This is a scary movie, Jagiya” he responded. “Really…” you said. “But the movie trailer looked like a normal movie” you added, sounding a bit disappointing. “If you want we could go and ask for a ticket change” he started to get up. “No, it’s fine. How bad could it be” you said convincing him that it was fine. He just nodded and as soon as that happen the movie started to play. At the beginning you thought that JungKook was just teasing you until one part of the movie that completely scared you and you did what JungKook told you to do if you got scared, and for doing so, he quickly kissed your cheek. 

Originally posted by apgujeon

The Party: part 15/?

K: I mean seriously

K: Why don’t you ever listen to anything I say

K: If I tell you I don’t need help then I don’t need it, It’s like your ears broken 

K:….

K: are you even listening to me!?

L: …

K: *Throws burn cream tube*

L: OW!

L: What was that for!?

K: You weren’t listening to me!

L: Just because I’m not answering doesn’t mean I’m not listening Keith, god

L: You don’t have to be that upset about it

K: That’s NOT what i’m upset about.

L: *Sigh* I know.

K: What.

L: Look, I know you’re angry with me and you obviously have a lot to say so say it

L: I don’t care how bad it is, just tell me

K: ….

K: Okay.

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anonymous asked:

Thoughts on petplay? If positive, have you a favourite type of pet and why?

You know, I haven’t done much petplay! What I have done, though, was very fun. I’ve lucked into having a few partners who like being dogs (some identifying more strongly than others). I also recorded this induction back in the day turning the listener into a cat. The sound’s a bit rubbish, but it’s probably the most effective thing I’ve recorded for me personally. I’ll listen sometimes when I’m stressed.

As a bottom? I LOVE being a cat! Love it, love it, love it. Would do it all day and twice on Christmas. 

Originally posted by heartsnmagic