just a passenger

i’m cute but psycho, she says. she smiles at me.

in my backpack are sixteen emergency items for panic attacks, for shutdown mode, for in case i can’t stop urges i can’t control, in case i am in trouble. i have under my bed razors i can’t bring myself to throw out, even though i’ve been recovered for ages. i forget what i said to him after i say it. i don’t mean any of it, but maybe i did. am i steering this ship or am i just a passenger on it.

i put the hot in psychotic, she says. i hear her laughing.

i can’t feel my lips. back when the hallucinations were bad i didn’t tell anyone but him, because i knew what was happening. when i woke up in a hospital i tried to kill the doctor. my therapy group was full of wonderful people. the girl who was schizophrenic had a beautiful singing voice. i can still hear her crying sometimes.

normal people scare me, he says. i know it’s from tv.

we faltered on the edge of bad things. when he tried to burn his house down he didn’t know what he was doing. he’s being charged as an adult, they tell me. when he saw me looking he said it was his responsibility. the girl with split personalities is sweet. her trauma rendered her largely unable to speak. i sit outside with the other three who raid our own bodies and we pluck flowers and play a game: what if i’d been born normal. what if i had been given executive functions. what if i hadn’t been given depression in bucketfuls until it overcame my lungs. my parents don’t know how to look at me anymore and neither do my friends. they all tiptoe around me like i will break at any second.

try yoga. it’s just a phase. we all feel that way. you have so much to be thankful for. someone has it worse. mentally ill people are dangerous. therapists aren’t real doctors and by extension you have no real problems. go for a run. just choose happiness. you’re not really sick. you’re faking it.

i lace my shoes. it’s nice to have laces back. i will try to work out without letting myself get back into my disorder, but we all know how well that will go. i have been working out since i was six years old. yoga is on my schedule but it’s never active enough. there’s a good chance that out of the people in my group, one of them is being taken advantage of. we are so quick to give ourselves out for the safety of others. the boy who, like me, has burn scars on his skin - he tells me his girlfriend likes that he’s sick. it makes him sensitive. the girl who is schizophrenic gets picked up by her father. i know he hits her. she says she kind of deserves it.

sadness makes for good art, she says. i don’t look up.

when they ask me where i’ve been i say i’ve been out of town. i feel fine thanks for asking. i don’t know who i am when nobody’s looking. i don’t know if i’m even real anymore. i don’t know how to get close to people because they’ll end up finding out and hating me for it, or i’ll be a burden, or they won’t know how to handle it. my family never brings up the hospital again. sometimes i think i dreamed it. 

you won’t find love until you love yourself, he warns. it’s been a long day.

i’m so alone.

Since Jason’s truck is still getting fixed up in the shop, they use Trini’s 1998 Land Cruiser as their transportation (She constantly reminds her friends that it’s two years older than them) and that they better respect it. Billy takes her seriously. The others don’t. Zack’s sure that Trini loves the car almost as much as she loves Kim.

  • First of all, it’s Trini’s car. after years of saving money from birthdays and a good paying summer job before she moved to Angel Grove, she bought it with her own money.
  • It’s missing a headlight and has a huge crack down the middle of the windshield. 
  • Trini threatens the boys every time they get in “Zack if you put a dent in the roof I’ll kill you” and “Jason if you make us crash you’re paying for the damages.” 
  • She doesn’t threaten Billy or Kim
  • Kim gets control of the AUX cord and is the only one allowed in the passenger seat (which pisses off Zack and he tries to take it from her. Trini says she’ll throw him out the window) 
  • They start to call her car Hulk because no matter how much shit they put that car through, it’s still in one piece (besides the missing headlight and crack in the windshield) and that it really does feel like it’s indestructible.
  • One day Kim decides to have Billy hotwire Hulk so she can take him to the shop to “Paint over the ugly grey”
  • Trini catches them and just stands there looking all disappointed at her girlfriend with her arms crossed as Billy goes, “KIM MADE ME DO IT, I SWEAR!!” 
  • Trini forgives Billy
  • She doesn’t forgive Kimberly 
  • Later that same week, it’s Trini’s birthday so Kim wakes Billy up at 6 in the morning to steal Hulk. Kim takes it to the shop and replaces the light and windshield. 
  • They drive back to an angry Trini which quickly grows into a happy Trini because, “Holy shit, both of the lights work again!!!” 
  • The next day Trini notices painted pink lips in the corner of her trunk, which she didn’t notice before. Kim just smiles from the passenger seat as she hears Trini, “Kimberly!” 
  • Hulk is the coolest car in the parking lot of Angel Grove. Everyone constantly asks Trini she’ll give them a ride. She tells them to fuck off. (They grumble when Trini lets Kimberly in)  
  • Billy buys Trini a power ranger sticker family (Even though Trini swore that she’d never put a sticker on Hulk, she does it anyways because it’s Billy and she didn’t know that people were making them into car stickers now but she thinks it’s pretty damn cool) 
  • Trini gives her spare key to Kimberly 
  • Zack tries to steal it
  • Sometimes the gang shows up to school late because, “Kimberly, did you take my key?” “What? No, Trini, I haven’t seen your key, I have my own.” Trini and Kim then start bickering about using Kim’s key and Billy just goes, “It’s in your hand, Trini.” 
  • Jason wants to sell his truck for a land cruiser 
  • He doesn’t because, “Jason if you get a wannabe Hulk I’ll cut your balls off.” 
  • It’s almost like Kimberly lives in that car. Her sweatshirts and various articles of clothing are everywhere
  • One day when it’s just Zack and Trini, Zack just holds up a pink bra. (Trini slams on the brakes in the middle of traffic just to punch him all while her face gets red) Zack doesn’t stop laughing. 
  • No matter how many laws they seem to break with Hulk, they never get caught
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This is the commercial vessel Torrens out of Saint Clair, registration number MSV-7760, calling Sevastopol traffic control. We’re carrying three passengers on a Weyland-Yutani bond. You’re holding the Nostromo flight recorder unit. We request immediate permission to transfer the passengers port-side. Over.

anonymous asked:

Hi!!!~ I found your blog an hour ago and just about finished reading all the shinee scenarios, and they always leave me laughing! I took my driving test today (& passed yay!) and was wondering if you could possibly do one of the Shinee members taking their driving test?

thank you and congrats baby!! omg the driving test….. when i took it apparently the four cars that were in front of me ALL failed and the first thing my father said to me when i got out of the car was like “you failed right” and i was like “whAT NO” and when i called my mom she immediately asked if i failed to and i was like ok wai you have 0 faith in me 

onew:

  • passes easily 
  • people fail the driving test??????
  • oh
  • well he passed 
  • keeps blinking when he gets his picture taken for his license 
  • staff: “are you doing this on purpose” 

jonghyun:

  • @ administrator: r u sure you don’t want to listen to his new mixtape while they do the test
  • lowkey humming it while he drives anyways 
  • admin can’t even say anything bc he’s a good driver 
  • unconsciously puffing out his cheeks while he makes turns 
  • when filling out information for his license, for height: writes 173cm FIGHT HIM

key:

  • rolls up his sleeves
  • checks mirrors, checks hair 
  • let’s do this 
  • makes sure that he’s going EXACTLY the speed limit bc he’s not taking any chances 
  • has to stop bc there are geese crossing and he’s like ._.
  • omfg why does he look like that in his picture why would they not tell him he wants to speak with someone 

minho:

  • clutching the driver’s manual and furiously flipping through it until right before the administrator calls him over 
  • 90 degree bows to them 
  • when it’s time for him to parallel park he keeps going in and out of the space and the admin says “whenever you’re ready you can put it in park” and he says ok but he’s wants it to be perfect so that he keeps adjusting until the admin’s like “honey we’re in the space you can park” 

taemin: 

  • turned on the wipers accidentally when he was trying to signal and he just froze 
  • looks at the admin like his soul left his body and they were like “it’s… okay……. it’s just one mistake it’s fine” bc omg he looked like his life was OVER
  • when he passes he smiles in his pic even tho they told him not to 
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“On a night like this, a man might believe anything’s possible.”

List of People I’d Much Rather Watch Fall in Love in Space than Jennifer Lawrence and Chris Pratt

Gina Rodriguez and Oscar Isaac

Lupita Nyong’o and John Cho

Gugu Mbatha-Raw and Kate McKinnon

Zachary Quinto and Rami Malek

Aja Naomi King and Dev Patel

Constance Wu and Diego Luna

Feel free to add more, as I’d imagine it’s a long list.

i’m sick of ya books w mermaids and sirens and sea monster girls where all they want to do is run away from the ocean. where they find a boy & fall in love & she abandons her world for his…  instead, give me books where she loves the water & drowns ships just so its passengers can be w the water too. give me books where she finds boys, loves them, then leaves them so that instead of them changing her life she changes theirs (they spend the rest of their days longing for her, always hoping for her to come back but she never will). give me books where her lovely voice haunts rocky beaches, oceanside cliffs, and abandoned lighthouses - the stuff of legends & myths. give me books where she protects the sea and the creatures in it from humans, killing anyone who comes near & harms her home (colorful coral reefs, deep trenches, shallow shores teeming with life). i want their danger, their magic, their strength and power, i don’t want another girl at the constant mercy of others, constantly uncertain, unhappy, or afraid, i want monsters. self-assured and beautiful. 

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The main thing is that there, I’m just a passenger. Ghost Rider drives. And by drives, I mean he fights and kills. It’s kinda all we did.

That sounds terrible…and painful and…lonely.

Yeah, that about sums it up…But I’m here now. And that’s good.

anonymous asked:

hnnghdh here we go. im embarrassed ;; Your breath hitches, and you know your shock is expressed on your face when Jesse's face changes too. You turn away from him suddenly, surprised by how much his words stung. "Right, well," you bite out, ashamed out how your voice wavers slightly, "I'll just go, then." (1/2)

You hear McCree call your name but you’re already out the door, heading quickly to your room. Jesse feels dread settle heavy in his gut, wanting so badly to apologize. Whether it’s his pride or his shame, however, keeps him from seeking you out for three days, until he can’t stand not being around you anymore, hearing your voice or seeing your smile. He doesn’t care anymore, he’ll beg you for you to come back if he’ll have to. (2/2)


Communication (Drabble)

“Listen to me, Jesse!” you shout, nearly hitting a a cabinet when you swing your hand out. “You can’t keep using Deadeye like that. It wasn’t made to support that sort of recklessness.”

“And I’ll use it however the hell hell I damn well please,” he shoots back just as harshly. You could see his eye twitch violently and his face wince in pain, and you suck in a breath, cold fear gripping your chest for just a moment before a hot wash of anger takes it over.

“Look at you, you can barely look me in the face!”

“I’m lookin’ at you just fine.”

You have to resort to pleading, anger giving way to desperation. “Please, Jesse. Let me do my maintenance on it. Your optical nerves and the rest of your body can’t handle this right now.”

“It’s workin’ fine.” 

It isn’t, it’s consuming far too many resources for its function and is creating an undue strain on Jesse’s body. He’ll be without sight in his eyes for a couple of days, but it’s not like he has a mission or anything. You didn’t know why he was being so stubborn about it. Just the same way he doesn’t understand why you wouldn’t stop nagging–it’s happened before and has always gone away. A minor glitch from a piece of older, but still reliable, technology. Upgrades has always caused him more bad than good–too many bugs and unknowns, and the adjustment period was awlays far too troublesome. No, he’d rather stay with its current state.

“Jesse, you’re going to get killed like this! What if it breaks down in the middle of a fight or it short-circuits? Just let me–”

“Well, if y'didn’t install it so shittily, we wouldn’t be havin’ this conversation, now would we?” The words shot out of him faster than a bullet, and he didn’t even have time to regret it–his ma always told him that he runs his mouth too much. He could only watch it all fall apart.

Your breath hitches, and you know your shock is expressed on your face when Jesse’s face changes, too. You turn away from him suddenly, surprised by how much his words stung.

“Right, well,” you bite out, ashamed at how your voice waves slightly, “I’ll just go then.”

You hear McCree call your name, but you’re already out the door, heading quickly to your room. Jesse feels dread settle heavy in his gut, wanting so bad to apologize. Whether it’s his pride or his shame, however, keeps him from seeking you out for three days until he can’t stand not being around you anymore, hearing your voice, or seeing your smile. He doesn’t care anymore, he’ll beg you for your to come back if he’ll have to.

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i feel so bad for my modern au rey

elegantly wasted | baekhyun (pt. 2)

You never noticed how much you affected Baekhyun the way you caressed your bare thighs or the way you licked your lips seductively out of nervousness but he was sure, very soon he would show you what you were doing to him.  

admin: s. genre: angst, fluff, smut (in later parts), age gap, kinda daddyish, ceo! baekhyun au

pt. 1, pt. 3

Originally posted by princewangeun

You just stood there not knowing what to do next. The state you were in right now: half naked.  

Mr. Byun was standing in front of you eyeing you up and down as if you were an important historical statue. His brows were furrowed and he was clearly waiting for an explanation that you sadly hadn’t.

He folded his arms in front of his chest and started tapping his foot. “I give you one more minute to explain this whole situation before I call the security and the police.”  His voice brought shivers down your spine. You still had single droplets of water on your body which froze immediately. It suddenly got so cold in the living room. Mr. Byun was so not amused. 

Stuttering you tried to answer but the fact that you were still half naked in front of your mums boss made it not better. “I- I’m sorry Mr. Byun. My mum is your usual cleaning lady.”  Raising his eyebrows, Mr. Byun seemed to study your face more closely. Shortly you thought his featured relaxed but they soon tensed again.  

“And why are you here and not your mother?” He answered sharply, now slowly circling you. You gulped and followed him first with your eyes and then with your body. Was he checking you out? No, of course not. He’s a grown man and in comparison to him, you’re basically still a teenager.

“My mum has some errands to run outside the city for some time so she told me to clean instead.” Hoping he would believe you, you quickly added. “Please don’t fire her Mr. Byun. It’s my fault, I should just have cleaned and then left the apartment.”

Mr. Byun stopped in his tracks. Firing? Firing his cleaning lady? He hadn’t even laid one thought on firing Mrs. Y/L/N. He could remember his secretary had said that Mrs. Y/L/N had called informing him with something and now he knew what that was. Usually, he didn’t like it if a stranger was in his loft but this was different. 

His eyes landed another time on your body. The way the short towel hugged your curves made him bothered. Maybe he should come home early more often.

“I’m not going to fire your mother.” Mr. Byun said chuckling now putting his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers. “Just why are you only wearing… this.” He pointed at the towel around your body. 

Gulping you froze in your spot not knowing what to do. Quickly searching for an acceptable and believable lie you coughed trying to steady your voice. “I- I cooked spicy Ricecakes for you! I got something on my… body? And so I had to clean up. I’m really sorry Mr. Byun I’m going to clean everything I dirtied!” 

Mr. Byun’s eyes wandered to the kitchen were soon his foot brought him to. “Baekhyun.” He murmured while opening the lid of the pot the Rice cakes were in. You had left it on the stove so it was still warm when he wanted to eat it. 

Your ears twitched upon hearing that. “Excuse me, what did you say?” 

Mr. Byun turned to you and smiled. “Call me Baekhyun, please.” 

Why wanted Mr. Byun to be called Baekhyun by you? Your mother also called him Mr. Byun so it was only logical for you to call him that too whether he was your boss or not. 

Moving your head to one side you started walking towards his bedroom. You finally had realized again you were just wearing a fucking towel and this situation was getting awkward. 

“I’m just quickly going to wear my clothes, Mr. Byun.“ You said to him while already being out of his sight.

"Baekhyun. And yes.” He shouted back. You heard him scrambling around in the kitchen and soon after chewing sounds. 

You entered his bedroom quickly wearing your clothes and drying the wet mess you made in the shower. After you were done, you closed his bedroom door and came back into the kitchen.

Baekhyun was sitting on one of the high chairs on the kitchen island and ate the rice cakes you made him. He turned around and pointed to the food with the chopsticks in his right hand. “Did you make them? They’re really good.” 

You just nodded, he was being too kind. Why was he not angry anymore? You literally used his shower and danced in his living room only wearing one of his towels. 

Walking towards the front door, you grabbed your belongings that were still on the kitchen counter. You wanted to leave. Now. “I’m going now. I’m again really sorry for today. I promise it won’t happen again.” 

Immediately Baekhyun’s head shot up and he left his place quickly joining your side while grabbing his car keys. “I’m driving you. It’s already dark outside.” 

You stopped in your tracks and bit your lip. Why was he like this. Your mother told you he was nice but not this nice.  

Shaking your head you faked a smile and opened the front door. “It’s fine. Mr. By- Baekhyun. Really, I’m used to driving with the subway late at night.” 

It was clearly a big ass lie you just told him but you really didn’t want to be taken home by a stranger and more even by Mr. Byun Baekhyun, your short time boss. 

Though Baekhyun shook his head and laid his hand on top of yours which still lingered on the door handle. “I’m driving you home. That wasn’t a favor, it’s a demand.”

Gulping you nodded and quickly exited his loft. This evening was getting more awkward by the second. You still tried to forget the incident from before but now Baekhyun got the amazing idea to drive you home. 

Side by side you walked down the hall to the elevator. Entering the elevator, Baekhyun pressed the button for the lobby and it started moving. 

The whole drive down was quiet. It wasn’t a peaceful quiet you loved but it was an awkward quiet. Both of you were staring at the elevator door not saying one word. 

After what felt like an eternity to you the doors finally opened again and you both left the small, now after Baekhyuns perfume smelling elevator. 

Again walking beside each other you passed the reception. The lady behind the counter smiled at both of you. It seemed like it was nothing new for her to see a girl and Baekhyun leaving his loft. You wondered if he was married or had a girlfriend. 

You both had finally arrived at his car after another two minutes of just walking beside each other and definitely not talking. 

His car was an expensive looking sports car. From the way it looked, you guessed it had to be a Mercedes AMG GTC. Well, let’s say, you liked cars, especially sports cars so it wasn’t really guessed. 

Your eyes got gloomy and you couldn’t hide the immense smile that now plastered your lips. Slightly touching the car you could see your reflection in the black glossy body of the car. 

"Wow. That must have been super expensive.“ You blurted out while still taking in every feature of the car. 

Baekhyun just chuckled and opened the passenger seat for you. "Yup, it was but let’s not talk about that, honey.” 

You hadn’t even realized Baekhyun had called you by a pet name or that he had opened the door for you while you took a seat in the passenger seat and made yourself comfortable. The interior of the car was as beautiful as the exterior. 

Soon Baekhyun had entered the car too and was now sitting behind the steering wheel. You excitedly looked at him with big eyes but no smile, just like a little kid, waiting to finally hear the sound his car would make while starting. 

Baekhyun noticed that and smirked. “You like Sports cars?” He asked while turning the keys and starting the car. 

The vibration the car made shook through your whole body making your womanhood a little bit too excited. It was the first time you sat in one of your Dreamcars and you couldn’t wait until Baekhyun used the gas pedal. 

You nodded answering Baekhyuns question and smirking a little bit at him. “Which girl doesn’t?” Your tone came out more provocative than you had expected and you regretted it. You were giving Baekhyun false signals.

Baekhyun laughed and finally drove on the street in the direction you had told your apartment was located at. You turned your head looking out of the window. It was already pitch black outside. It was getting dark early in winter. This winter though was weird, it was too warm to call it winter. 

Suddenly the window moved down. You slightly tilted your head and saw Baekhyun smiling but still looking in front of him. You did the same and let the wind blow lightly in your face. 

The whole drive Baekhyun and you said nothing to each other, you lived pretty far away from his loft so it seemed like this awkward car ride would last forever. 

It was kind of getting chilly in the car. The windows were already closed but it felt like it was getting colder and colder. Little did you know that Baekhyun had turned on the AC. For him, it was too hot in this car. The reason, you.

Starting to caress you naked thighs a little bit to warm them up you lied your head deeper in the seat and sighed. What were you thinking this morning to choose to wear a skirt and only stockings? 

Baekhyun beside you noticed every move you were doing. That you were caressing your delicious thighs he wanted to be in between or that your nipples were getting hard because of the cold and he could see slight bumps on your shirt. 

Squeezing the steering wheel even more than before he tried to get those thoughts out of his mind. The first time he saw you this morning, he already wanted to have you. Not because you basically just stood in a towel beside him but also because you were perfect. How your skin was glowing while still having single droplets of water on it or the way your wet hair framed your beautiful face. Your Y/E/C eyes not getting out of his mind. He was caught. 

Baekhyun looked at you again, only for a short time but long enough to see that you stopped caressing your thighs thus he saw the perfect opportunity for getting closer to you. 

In a matter of seconds you felt Baekhyuns hand on your thigh it was warm and felt like burning on your cold skin. You almost moaned at the contact of finally something warm on your freezing thighs. 

Still, you didn’t know what to do. Again. What was he doing? You didn’t dare to look at him but steal little glances in the corner of your eyes and you clearly could see Baekhyun was smirking satisfied. 

Starting to lick your lips, what you always did when you were nervous, you could feel that Baekhyuns grip was getting tighter. Not to the point where it hurt but it would definitely leave a mark. 

Baekhyun, on the other hand, was getting more furious by the minute. Yes, you did all of these things unintentionally but it was driving him crazy, the image of you naked laying below him in his bed not going out of his head anymore. 

You never noticed how much you affected Baekhyun the way you caressed your bare thighs or the way you licked your lips seductively out of nervousness but he was sure, very soon he would show you what you were doing to him.  



Half of the week already passed and since that one incident at the beginning of the week, nothing more had happened. Baekhyun and you hadn’t even seen each other since then. The only time you heard from him was when he had called you to pick up a suit from the laundry shop. He also sometimes left sweet notes and one time even a present for you. At the beginning, you thought it was strange but you started liking it.

You were glad it went as smooth as this because well this evening was so awkward it still haunts you even now. 

It already was half past eight and you were late but it wasn’t serious because no one would ever find out, Baekhyun shouldn’t be at home. 

Somehow you missed his presence. It wasn’t like you liked him or anything like that… Screw that you liked him, a lot. Heck, you wanted to feel him, kiss him, even have sex with him. The last time you had some good sex was like a hundred years ago.

Shaking your head you left the elevator and walked towards the door of his Loft. Your mum was right actually after you got used to cleaning, it was kinda fun. 

You opened the door and walked in, closing it again after you had entered. Putting your bag where you always put it you went straight into Baekhyuns room to pick up his clothes so you could wash them. 

The basket for his clothes under your arm, you opened the door of his room. You immediately stopped in your tracks when you saw the situation in front of you. Your face had lost its remaining color as you stared at the two people laying in the bed together in front of you. 

Baekhyun and some kind of unknown woman to you laid in bed together. Both naked. She was laying on her side still being in the middle of her deep sleep and Baekhyun beside her half sitting and leaning on the bedhead, doing something on his phone. 

Your mouth fell open and you dropped the basket, making a small sound but still loud enough for Baekhyun to notice. 

His head shot up and the minute he saw you his eyes widened. A Million thoughts were running through both of your heads but both of you didn’t know what to do. 

You felt how tears were forming in your eyes but why. Yes, you liked him but you were nothing. There was nothing between the both of you except that you were working for him.

Baekhyun quickly put on his boxer shorts on and then stood up. What had he done? He liked you, still, he was laying here with a woman he barely knew. It was true that you and he didn’t know each other well enough too but it was different with you. When he saw your smile and that twinkle in your eye it felt like he knew you for years.

‘‘I- I’m so sorry Baekhyun. I didn’t know- I’m going.’‘ You quickly said, turning around while wiping the forming tears from your eyes and leaving his room. 

Baekhyun, of course, followed you, grabbing your wrist when you both reached the living room. Swinging you around he grabbed you by the arms looking you in the eyes. 

To your luck, you had achieved to not cry but your eyes were still red and gloomy from your wiping. 

‘‘No, Y/N, don’t leave, please. Thursdays are actually your free days, I should have informed you before something like this could happen.’‘ Baekhyun starred in your eyes searching for hope but there was none. 

Freeing yourself from his grip you were staring back in his eyes. Your eyes now cold. He first flirted with you and now this. Was he even guilty?

Hastily grabbing your purse and jacket you hurried to the door. ‘’I’m again very sorry Baek- Mr. Byun. I’ll come tomorrow morning as usual.’’ Your voice sounding broken and quiet. Baekhyun just stood there looking at you leaving. He made a drastic mistake.

Suddenly he felt a pair of arms sliding around his waist. He did know it wasn’t you but he imagined it to be you. There was no way he would let you run away from him. It happened to him before and it broke him. This wouldn’t happen again. 


Part two you guys, hope you like it tho. I’m sorry that it took so long but as I said before I was on vacation but now I’m finally back at home and here to write for you :))) Btw it would be really nice if you could give me some feedback on this part. I think this part smells like poop and I’m always happy to read what you guys think of what I wrote.

Another thing to all of our followers. It would be really awesome if you guys could show some love to admin a. We both noticed that my writing gets waaay more notes than hers and guys her writing is like way better than mine. It would be just really nice if you could check out her new sehun story called Starbucks. It’s a really good written story and I bet you’d like it!

Lots of love,

- admin s.  💖

anonymous asked:

Hi! I've been kind of stalking your blog for like an hour now and I just really wanted to request a headcanon if that's alright! Could I request like the RFA+Saeran teaching MC how to drive? Thank you!! 💝

Haha, thank you! And yes, of course. Hope you like these! 


Zen:

  • He offers his car to learn on
  • He still drives stick shift
  • He takes you around his neighborhood
  • Really good at giving directions and explaining things
  • To keep things interesting, he’ll sometimes instruct you with different voices
  • He’ll act like different characters too sometimes
  • When he’s showing you how to change gears, he keeps his hand on top of yours
  • Really just an excuse to hold your hand
  • This guy is the best teacher for parking
  • He can literally park anywhere
  • When you’re learning parallel parking, he will get out of the car and be the cone himself
  • “Don’t run over this pretty face,” he would tease
  • It came close a few times though
  • Dangerously close

Yoosung:

  • He’s really good at explaining driving in theory
  • But he tends to mix things up practically
  • “Okay, MC, turn left.”
  • “No! Wait sorry! Go back into the right hand lane! NO!”
  • He’s super protective of you while driving though
  • He’ll tell you you’re going too fast when you’re literally going 5mph
  • You guys got lost a few times because he kept spacing out
  • “Yoosung, where do I turn?”
  • Turns out it was three blocks ago
  • “You’re such a good driver, I got relaxed!”
  • He’s really bad at parking though
  • So you’ll try three times and still be crooked and he just shrugs

Jaehee:

  • Worst. Passenger. Ever.
  • She’s freaking out before you even leave the parking lot
  • Also the type of person to slam on invisible breaks when she thinks you’re too close to something
  • Once she’s a bit calmer, she’ll be really good at giving instructions
  • Still calls out red lights from like a mile away
  • “Jaehee, it’s going to turn green by the time we get there!”
  • She really wants you to be an excellent driver
  • So, she’ll bring a ruler along to make sure you’re exactly six inches from the curb
  • Even though she’s antsy, she’s always willing to come with you to practice

Jumin:

  • Ha…hahaha
  • Driver Kim teaches you
  • Jumin is in the backseat for support though

Seven:

  • He’ll offer one of his babies for you to practice on
  • But you notice he doesn’t offer certain cars…you don’t blame him
  • He’ll always end up taking you to an empty parking lot late at night like you driving is the most illegal thing
  • You think he would be chill, but he’s a really panicky passenger
  • He’s so used to driving himself, it’s hard to get used to
  • He builds you a driving course with various obstacles after awhile, so you can practice
  • There’s cardboard pedestrians that pop up (with his face on them)
  • Like Jaehee, he’s super OCD about parking
  • By the time you’re done, you can practically park anywhere
  • To celebrate you getting your license, he builds you a GPS with his voice
  • “Seven Zero Seven, guiding your way…to my heart.”
  • It’s sweet...but it gives crap directions

Saeran:

  • “So, Saeran, am I doing this right?”
  • “Huh? Oh, I don’t know. I never learned how to drive.”
  • “What?! Then why did you agree to do this?” 

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Actions have consequences. (The day I learned my mom is a savage.)

One day back when I was about 12, I was driving around with my mom on a casual Sunday afternoon. We come up to one of those Y-shaped yield intersections with right of way and some lady in a big black SUV completely ignores her yield sign and nearly broadsides our car. Both my mom and I were pretty shocked, but then without any provocation other than nearly running two people off the road, the lady looks back at us in her rear-view mirror and flips us the bird.

That must have been what flipped the switch. I saw my mother’s knuckles go white on the steering wheel and a quiet rage come over here. She started muttering angrily and we ended up following this aggressive driver’s car for quite a while, maybe 20 minutes or so. I just sat in the passengers seat in shock the whole time, occasionally looking at my mom’s indignant face, but knowing better than to say anything.

I guess this lady we were following didn’t notice us, because she went straight home. My mom watched her pull into her driveway and begin unloading groceries. Just as this woman had a handful of bags, my mom pulled up to the end of her driveway, rolled down the window and yelled, “hey!”. As the woman locked eyes with my mom, she reached a hand out the window in a finger gun motion, mouthed bang, and then drove off. This lady’s face went pale, her groceries hit the ground and she scurried inside. The threat had been recognized.

In that day, some asshole driver learned that being a rude maniac on the road sometimes has consequences. I also came face to face with a side of my mom I never previously knew existed.

TLDR: Someone cut off my mom, she followed them home and pretended to shoot them with a finger gun and then drove away, scaring the crap out of said driver.