just close the app and stop

compliments part 2 - zach dempsey

requested: yes

word count: 2.216

warnings: none besides fluff i think

plot: zach decides to (nervously) confront you after finding out you’re the one slipping compliments in his bag

a/n: i Cannot believe a 2nd part was requested i cant believe you guys enjoyed the first part and sent me messages!! i wasn’t planning on writing this but here she is since y’all are cute as heck

Originally posted by veronicsalodge

Thursday night found Zach Dempsey sprawled on his bed.

A week worth of complimentary notes was at the foot of the bed. Some were folded, some all the way open but none of them were in their original, pristine state. They were crumpled, thing that probably happened whenever the boy stuffed them in his pockets.

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anonymous asked:

Could you write something about MC almost leaving the RFA because maybe one of the members said something bad about the MC by accident and she felt unwanted. How would the guys(+Jaehee)react to it and what would they do? Thank you! Xoxo


  • Considering Yoosung was pretty drugged up during the party, and was promptly dragged back to the hospital, he didn’t get see much and had no idea how successful or unsuccessful the party was
  • As it was, he barely remembered kissing MC
  • But when he checked the Messenger, Jaehee was going over details of the party that could have better handled with MC
  • At first, it’s fair enough, but a few months down the road, after another party that Yoosung thinks is near perfect, Jaehee does it again, critiquing for the next few months until another party
  • They all know MC is just doing her job by paying so close attention, but Yoosung sees the way it drags her down
  • MC closes down the app one day, logging off before Jaehee can start in on her again
  • When Yoosung asks her if she’s okay, MC just says she’s considering uninstalling the app and quitting the RFA so Jaehee will stop criticizing her
  • Like, she knows Jaehee means well, but there’s only so much someone can take
  • Yoosung has a long conversation with her about the RFA, their roles, and whether or not she should stay
  • The next day, MC convinced Jumin to let her take Jaehee out for coffee to have a little chat like rational adults about how MC feels


  • MC wouldn’t say what happened, but when she suddenly announced her desire to quite the RFA, Jaehee was shocked
  • But, she supposed, that the two of them has least reasons to remain, and it was completely unreasonable
  • Jaehee ended up sitting and talking with MC about it for a long time because she wanted to make sure MC wasn’t making an emotionally charge decision she would later regret
  • MC eventually conceded and agreed to wait a day or two before she made her final decision
  • Jaehee meanwhile quietly asks around with the other members to see if they know anything
  • She doesn’t know what happened, but Seven acts like he’s responsible, calls MC and apologizes
  • The day after the apology, MC tells Jaehee she’s not quitting after all
  • Mostly because she can’t leave Jaehee to be the only sane one in the RFA to take care of that mess of children


  • MC has a tendency to be quiet on the Messenger
  • She doesn’t say much, she mostly reads what they’re writing
  • The truth is, MC will type out a response, only to have her opportunity fly by and then quickly deletes the comment
  • One day, three whole chats go by where MC never says a word
  • On the next chat, she manages to jump in and say something and Jumin’s first reaction is, “oh hello MC, I didn’t realize you were here.”
  • MC explains the last three chats (all of which Jumin was a part of), but Jumin didn’t realize she was there
  • Jumin makes a comment about how, because she can be so quiet, he sometimes forgets she’s around
  • Something he doesn’t know is a major fear of her, that her friends will simply forget her and walk away
  • So she does a little experiment where she doesn’t log in for 3-5 days to see if anyone notices she’s gone
  • Of course Zen won’t because she’s with him all the time, doubling as his girlfriend and manager
  • And Jumin already established he wouldn’t, so MC doesn’t have high hopes for him
  • Sure enough, she’s off the Messenger for 3 days, she gets no calls, and when she goes in to check the chats to see, not one of them noticed
  • Of course, Zen talks about her, but outside of that, that’s the only mention of her
  • MC hopes it’s just a fluke but ends up swamped with so much work as Zen’s manager that she ends up off the Messenger for a full month
  • Nobody notices she’s gone, nobody talks about her outside of her relationship with Zen, no one texts her, and no one calls her
  • Zen noticed she wasn’t going online within a few days, but when he asked, she just told him she was too busy
  • When MC finally pops back on, everyone is kind of lackluster, “oh hey MC, how are you?”
  • She says, “sorry I’ve been offline for so long.” They’re reactions are generally, “oh really? How long have you been off?”
  • MC is genuinely hurt
  • She wasn’t active for a month and they didn’t even notice
  • MC catches up, reading all previous chats and ends up crying a little because they didn’t even notice
  • Zen is kinda pissed that he didn’t realize sooner, even more so that they didn’t even try to communicate with her outside of the chat
  • So when she leaves a message in an empty chatroom that she’s leaving the RFA, the RFA freak out, but Zen jumps to her defense, prompting a phone call and an apology from everyone


  • Zen was being kind of… rude is a nice way of putting it
  • He kept making digs at Jumin and picking on him more than usual
  • It didn’t help that, when MC tried to defend Jumin, Zen dismissed what she said by saying she’s biased and doesn’t see it
  • MC was so angry, she declared that, unless Zen apologized to both her and her husband, MC was going to quit the RFA
  • Of course, MC knew she was being irrational, but even after she cooled, she stood by her decision
  • Jumin was honestly flattered by her declaration, but insisted she not quit because the RFA still needed her
  • MC agreed to stay, but stated that she wasn’t going to login for a few days to see if she couldn’t get Zen to apologize anyways


  • Yoosung was complaining about how, after Rika returned, he thought things would go back to normal
  • You know, Rika would plan parties, they would all attend and have fun
  • Every time he mentioned Rika, MC would flinch and sometimes it came to be so much that she just logged off
  • After learning everything she did to V and Saeran, MC couldn’t forgive her
  • But she didn’t dare tarnish Yoosung’s memory of her
  • After MC finished organizing her second RFA party, Yoosung made a lot of comments to her about “Rika would have done this” or “Rika would have done that” and so on
  • Basically, he compared everything she did to Rika, as though implying that she wasn’t as good as Rika or that he wanted to replace her with Rika
  • So MC handed in a copy of her resignation to both Saeyoung and Jumin
  • When asked, MC made it clear
  • “I’m clearly not wanted. Yoosung just wants Rika to take her rightful place again, and that means I have no reason to be in the RFA. Ergo, I’m not wanted.”
  • Jumin says only that he’ll give her a few days to rethink her decision and if she still wants to leave, she can
  • Saeyoung, meanwhile, calls Yoosung and tells him the affect his words had on MC and how Rika is not all that she believed she was (he doesn’t go into details, but alludes to her being part of the reason V died)
  • Within an hour, Yoosung calls her and is apologizing, close to tears, because he didn’t realize that he’d hurt her so badly
  • MC says its okay, she understands
  • But when Saeyoung asks about it when she hangs up, she still says that she’s going to quit
  • He doesn’t understand why, exactly (although he was close himself)
  • MC just states, “I’m replaceable. Rika was. The RFA doesn’t need me.”
  • Saeyoung consoles her, and assures her, she is needed in the RFA
  • Not as a Rika replacement
  • As the kind, understanding woman she is, ready to help anyone in need, including them
  • “Without you,” Saeyoung says, “I would never have gotten Saeran back. I needed you. I still need you. We all do.”
  • From another room, Saeran suddenly shouts, “I CAN HEAR YOU TWO BEING SAPPY! KNOCK IT OFF!!”
All I ever wanted (Jungkook x Reader)

Hope you enjoy! 

Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: angst

Word count: 576

Warnings: none

Originally posted by shishikookie

All you ever wanted was to surprise him.  You’d finished work earlier that day and decided to pay your boyfriend a visit in his workplace. You barely had time to see each others lately due to both your tight schedules and his upcoming album. In your way to the bighit building where you knew the boys had practice, you bought lamb skewer and fried chicken, knowing full well that Jungkook liked them.

All you would have never expected was the sight that welcomed you when the elevator landed on the practice rooms’ floor, it’s doors opening to something you thought you’d never have to witness, making your beaming smile instantly fall from your lips. A small scream was heard from the girl whose mouth Jungkook was eating after noticing the elevator’s doors opening to someone, causing him to distance himself from her, and follow her gaze, landing into your eyes, causing his own to widen.
All you ever wished for at that moment was for the ground to open and swallow you alive, somehow, tho, you managed to keep a straight face and hurriedly press the main floor button watching Jungkook’s expression turn into one of guilt and worry. And through the closing elevator doors, you saw Jungkook running towards you, trying to stop you from going. Only was it too late now, literally.
All you ever wanted from him was honesty, and loyalty, and that all he couldn’t give you. You knew not to expect a lot from people nor to get your hopes too high, but among every single living soul that could betray you, you would have never thought of Jungkook. Things were going well, too well, and you should have known that it was just temporary. In the darkness of your room, the light emitting from your phone was reflecting on your eyes. You stared at you phone, at your opened message app, at Jungkook’s contact name, at the messages that buzzed relentlessly, and finally, at the single message that you had written, but not sent yet and read it for the hundredth time. Mustering up the needed courage after releasing a final defeated breath you didn’t even know you were holding, you pressed the send button and layed silently  on you bed, eyes closed, ready for a dreamless sleep.
All Jungkook ever hoped was to turn back time, to stop himself from kissing that trainee on impulse and to stop you from witnessing such a horrendous sight. He tried calling you thousands times to beg for forgiveness, knowing no explanation was acceptable in his case. He texted and pleaded, allowing himself to hope for an answer from you. Be it curse words, insults, he was ready for anything, taking full responsibility for what he’s done. What he wasn’t expecting, though, was the message that he received from you, that consisted of one sentence. One little sentence that shattered his heart to million pieces, to the point were he felt overwhelmed with sadness, feeling his world collapse all around him, and realising at last the gravity of his action. He let himself fall into his bed, tears rolling down his cheeks, and hands grasping his phone until his knuckles turned white. Moments later, exhaustion took over him, he stared at your message one last time then let his phone drop to the floor, eyes closing by themselves, leading him towards a tormented sleep..
“We are over.” Read the message
4x06 and the foreshadowing of both Clarke’s and Bellamy’s love declarations/realizations....

Not to be too extra but 4x06 just mapped out how Bellamy and Clarke will come to a head about their feelings for each other AND probably confirmed how the interpretation of the latest spoilers is right.

So here it comes my speculation of this. If you don’t want spoilers (or the interpretation of them ) don’t read this.

(and if you’re on the app and without read mores, please close your eyes and scroll down)

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razbliuto - Suga (Spring Day series)

Originally posted by tahyns

(n.) the sentimental feeling you have about someone you once loved but no longer do

“Jiyoo! Jiyoo! Jiyoo!”

The lights of the arena dimmed as the crowd went wild. Screams from thousands of fans filled the hollowed hall and Yoongi couldn’t keep the small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as pride flared in his chest.

Wong Jiyoo, Korea’s top Hip Hop slash R&B artist, graced the stage for his opening number—official opening his first solo tour.

Yoongi crossed his arms as he watched from the third floor of the dome, nodding his head to the beats he produced himself. Jiyoo oozed with charisma as he worked the stage, making the dome come alive with his voice.

Yoongi smiled, remembering how it felt to have the crowds at the edge of their seats—their collective voices singing every word to their songs that it felt like the world was at the palm of his hands. 

It’s been years since he debuted as a rapper in the popular idol group, BTS. They were considered legends in the K pop scene; known to have broken countless records from the time of their reign. 

But fame never did last forever.

Yoongi knew that. But he was glad they remained in their youth and continued to do what they’re passionate about even after their idol group years. He was also thankful at how their beloved ARMY’s grew with them…stayed with them even through their solo endeavors.

Taehyung and Jin dived into modelling and acting, and were now considered some of the best in the industry; being offered lead roles in dramas and movies from various producers. Hoseok and Jimin became kings of variety shows, bringing joy and laughter to the television scene. Hoseok also became a well-known choreographer and was in demand by several entertainment companies while Jimin went on to becoming Korea’s sweetheart by being the top idol most loved by brands. Yoongi saw his face on everything now and it was unnerving, as he would always joke with him.

Namjoon and Jungkook continued to do music and became icons in the entertainment industry with their versatility and charisma. Namjoon went abroad and released an America album which shot to the charts and got nominated for a Grammy. Jungkook became the most well-known face in the industry and was loved by many. Yoongi couldn’t help but feel proud, considering their maknae managed to achieve his dream of becoming not only a great singer who would be remembered, but a great artist overall. He was the current face for Korea’s tourism board and the boys always teased him about it whenever they went on trips and would see Kookie’s face on huge billboards at the airport. 

And then there’s Yoongi who went on to become what he knew from the very beginning he was meant to be: a producer and owner of his own label. He didn’t only want to continue making music but he also wanted to make young people’s dreams become a reality the way Bang Si-hyuk did to him many years ago.  

Wong Jiyoo was Yoongi’s second artist and his most successful yet.

Yoongi averted his eyes from the stage to survey the crowds and was amazed by their reaction. Light sticks lit the sold-out arena like stars and he could see the elated expressions on each and every one of their faces.

Even if he wasn’t the one performing on stage, Yoongi still felt the same rush as his latest-produced song played through the large speakers, accompanied by Jiyoo’s vocals. 

He scanned the crowd and found legions of fangirls with their banners, light sticks, and other merchandise with Jiyoo’s name or face plastered on them.

Yoongi was shaking his head, amused by a banner that was asking Jiyoo to marry her when something caught his eye, causing his smile to falter.

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tinynrpreisakura  asked:

Love this profile! But I am curious...what if...Saeran had had own route after you go through every route (at least once regardless of the ending you get) and finish every little piece of the game? I have never managed to get through the casual story because of school, but I know the plot and lore pretty well. I want to see your opinion >.<

This is actual a cool concept to think about! But I’m going to take it a bit farther-

So you know how Seven has those moments where he breaks the fourth wall? Well, consider that you finish every route, every ending, the after endings, DLCs, and at the end Saeran is waiting for you. He greets you with his child-like, yet sinister smile. 

“All done? I’m glad. But now what?”

You’re confused, what does he mean?

“You’ve seen the fates of everyone, what’s the point of continuing?”

You’ll just replay them again, you tell yourself. No reason to psych yourself out.

“You’re probably telling yourself you’ll just play it again. But how long until you get bored?”

You start to get nervous. It’s just a game, why is it bothering you so much?

“It’s just a game, we’re just characters. It’s not real. Soon you will get bored, the creators will get tired, and we will just be a lost thought, bound to be deleted.”

This isn’t funny anymore, you think. You’re about to close the app, when you’re interrupted by the chilling sound of Saeran’s laugh.

“Thinking about running away? Fine, I won’t stop you. Everyone leaves eventually. But don’t expect a warm welcome when you decide to come back.”

The screen glitches, the device vibrating aggressively in your hand.

“Because when the game branches, there’s no going back.”

fuck that was bad but like i have as much creativity as a toaster and i’m hella tired pls end me

anonymous asked:

I can't seem to ever stay focused in class and as a result my grades have been falling! What do I do?!?

Hi! These are a few things you could try to improve your focus! Discipline yourself each time is going to improve your overall concentration but don’t expect things to change overnight. It might take your a few weeks to really learn how you can focus.

  • make a commitment to yourself - write down a goal of try to stay focused for more than you usually would in one period of time. By externalising your goal, you’ll be more likely to want to complete it. If you manage, reward yourself! If you fail, you’ll have let down yourself and probably feel bad about it. Whilst feeling bad about it isn’t awesome, it’s a good way to motivate yourself to try again next time.
  • don’t bring your laptop unless your need it - I think everyone is tempted to go on random sites, do random stuff, just generally zone out if their laptop is in front of them. I am no different haha! Unless you absolutely need it, it might be worth trying writing your notes. If you do need a laptop, try sites like StayFocusd, FocalFilter and RescueTime. You could even add parental controls between school hours.
  • put your phone away - again, it’s tempting to look at it! Put it in your bag so you can’t just pick it up whenever you’re bored. Or use Forest or FocusNow apps to gamify your time management and help you stop checking your phone!
  • sit closer to the front - it might just force you to pay a little closer attention if the teacher is close by.
  • be strategic with your seating - if you get distracted by your friends, maybe move away. It can be a little awkward but if you tell them nicely “I’m just going to sit here because I’m constantly talking to you and really don’t understand this!” then hopefully they’ll understand. Something I’ve found works well in the past is sitting with someone who is a friend but not a close friend. If you’ve talked before or are close acquaintances you’ll still want to talk with them but you’re not going to be distracted as you would be with your bestie. Since you’re going to try talking, it will generally be about the work and therefore you actually take in a lot more because you’re analysing it and taking it in. I was sat next to a guy in maths that I knew but wasn’t close with and we got so much done. It was honestly the best seating arrangement I’d ever had for a maths class. 
  • be prepared beforehand - try to get ahead of class by checking out any materials that will be coming up. Perhaps read the textbook, scroll through any powerpoints, check out the worksheets. If you’ve got an understanding, it might be more interesting to you and therefore you become more engaged. This can also mean you end up only taking the most relevant notes!
  • drink more water - I remember a study ages ago that measured focus/concentration of students who were drinking water vs coke. It showed that the water was so much better at keeping them engaged. 
  • be active (even if it’s just in your mind) - write down any questions you have or answers to rhetorical questions your teachers mentions. If you’re confident enough to answer or ask questions, go ahead!
  • record and review the class - this could be useful for times when you’ve zoned out completely and lost whatever the teacher is talking about it. If you’ve got a copy, you can review it later. Microsoft OneNote has a great recording feature.
  • have a brain dump sticky note/page/laptop note - if you’re getting distracted by your own thoughts/to-dos, write them down. That way they’re out of your brain and on a piece of paper for future reference. You won’t have that “I need to remember this” feeling since you’ll have externalised what you’ve got to do in the future.
  • have a procrastination sticky note/page/laptop note - similar concept to the above but instead, write down everything that distracts you. (e.g. your friend, a Facebook notification, the window.) You’ll be able to review it after and work to remove them and then get your mind back to focusing.
  • finally, don’t multitask - yes it is so tempting but it’s going to ruin your ability to focus on the actual class. Josh Kaufman says that with multitasking, you’re basically asking your brain to bring whatever you’re doing into working memory. By multitasking, you’re making your brain load and reload contexts over and over. Diverting your attention over and over is just going to tire out your brain and therefore, equal a loss of focus. 

I hope this helps! Good luck with your class! x

You Were Beautiful- Jae

A/n: This is heavily based on Day6′s You Were Beautiful mv

Originally posted by seongjinnie

You sat down on the bus, looking at your phone when a loud couple got on. 

They sat directly across from you and started giggling. 

You looked up curiously to meet the eyes of someone who you thought would be busy rehearsing.

At least thats what he told you he was busy with.

In an instant your stomach caved in on itself as your throat closed and your eyes filled with tears.

He was there, hand and hand with another girl. 

It seemed like forever until you quickly dropped your head back down to look at your phone.

 He looked so shocked. He went to speak but the girl he was with pulled him in for kiss.

You closed the app on your phone and saw your background, it was a picture of him in a pair of glasses, smiling up at the camera. 

You held back the tears that stung your eyes.

 When the bus came to a stop you rushed off without looking up.

He watched you with wide eyes, his heart was beating so fast.

You ran past everyone on the street, for some reason people just seemed to be in your way. You bumped into a man who ended up spilling his coffee all over you.

 Thunder boomed and you looked up at the sky.

 Please not now.

It started to rain, you ran your way past everyone. You only wanted to get home, you wanted to be alone even though you hated being alone.

 Anything was better than feeling like the way you are now. 

It started pouring, thunder clapping loudly and you couldn’t seem to catch your breath. 

You ran so fast, pictures of you and Jae flashed through your mind but were soon replaced with what you saw on the bus.

 Her laugh, his smile, his hand wrapped in hers where yours fit perfectly. You started to cry and that made things so much worse.

 Your heart felt as if someone was slowly ripping it apart. 

 Once you made it to the front steps up to your apartment you clutched your chest and fell to the ground. 

You let out everything that you were holding in, all the pain, all the tears, everything.

You dont know how long you were sitting there, letting the rain wash away every broken seam that seemed to be coming undone all at once.

Your teeth started to chatter and you snapped out of the trance you were in. 

You sniffled and pulled yourself up to your feet, taking one stair at a time until your reached your door.

Once you walked through the door or looked on the table that was directly to the side of you and picked up a framed picture of you and Jae.

You opened it and took the picture out, ripping it where you were split.

You looked at Jae’s part of the picture..

“You were beautiful.”

Desire Pt.6 (p.jimin)

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5

Word Count:2088

Author’s Notes: Thank you all for reading the series so far! We really appreciate it! Please again follow @bamboree  :) she’s the best!

Summary: Amber has liked Jimin for sometime now. But unfortunately he is dating her best friend. When things start to unfold before her eyes, her life is changed. But is it for the good or the bad?

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

As we got to our cars we exchanged goodbyes. Caroline walked up to me, I didn’t really know what she expected from me. She smiled at me, throwing her arms around me. I stood motionless, patting her back. Eliza and Jimin were talking, a few seconds later she hugged him and got in the passenger’s side of my car.

“Bye Elizaaaa!!” Caroline yelled.

Eliza waved unenthusiastically, shutting the door of the car. I couldn’t help but smile at what she did, Caroline shrugged it off and began walking to Jimin’s car.

I glanced over at Jimin who was smiling too, I stood in front of him and gave him a hug. He gladly returned it, squeezing me tightly.

“Thank you for coming, Jimin.” I said into his neck. He pulled me closer, as if it were possible.

“Happy Birthday, I’ll see you soon.” He whispered in my ear. His voice sent shivers down my spine.

I slumped in the passenger seat. My eyes followed his car, as it pulled out of the parking lot. My vision was starting to blur and I began sobbing. Eliza turned to me while turning the radio lower. We still hadn’t pulled out of the parking lot,“Amber! Holy shit. What happened?”

I rubbed the back of my neck,“Caroline-” I managed to breath out between pants.

“What about Caroline?” Eliza asked, sounding concerned.

“Sh-She’s cheating on Jimin, and there is nothing I can do about it.” I finally mustered. I brought my legs up, clutching them to my chest. A part of me regretted telling Eliza, but the other part was thankful that I let it out and told someone before I burst.

“She what?!” Eliza’s voice rose,“Oh Hell no!”

Tears were streaming down my face,“What am I going to do Eliza?”

“First thing’s first, you have to tell Jimin.” Eliza told me. I felt a giant weight on my chest as the realization dawned on me. “Maybe you could tell him at the beach?”

“And ruin his good time?” I shot back.

“It’s better if he knows Amber,” she told me, as she started the car and pulled out of the lot. “This trick ain’t seen nothing- wait a minute… Is that why she invited us in the first place?” Eliza began going off.

“To get on our good side? Well she just burned her last damn friend in this circle, I mean she did that a long time ago by interfering with you and Jimin. But with this happening it’s perfect- I mean not for Jimin, but for you.” She focused on the road.

My heart constrained.

“I like Jimin a lot Eliza. I want him, but if it involves him being upset because of it then I don’t know if I should pursue it. If he’s happy and it’s not with me, then I will accept that, because you know what? He will always be in my life, and I will see him smile everyday. That’s something I wouldn’t trade for the world. If that involves putting his happiness before mine than so be it.” I guess the alcohol in my system was letting my true feelings come into the light.

“Okay I didn’t know Nicholas Sparks wrote your life, damn.” She laughed,“I know you don’t want to go to the beach.” I looked at her pained expression. She saw right through me, and she was completely right.

“But think of it this way, you won’t really be third wheeling if I’m there, we get a separate hotel room from them, and free food! What more do you need?” She gave me a smirk.

As we rode through downtown I laid my head on window. Flashbacks clouded my mind entirely. “Are you okay?” Eliza’s voice broke my thoughts.

“Not really.” I said, without even thinking about it.

“Something else happened Eliza.” I said breaking the silence.

“Is this some kind of life time movie or what?” Eliza said laughing. “Tell me though, wassup?” She told me.

“Well Jimin and I-” She interrupted. “Y'all what?” She said mischievously.

“We were sitting in the booth when you and Caroline went to dance. He was saying how we didn’t take a picture. So we began taking some, and I felt his hand around my waist. I brushed it off at first, thinking it was nothing. Like a friendly gesture-”

“Girl. You know damn well that wasn’t friendly.” Eliza sassed me.

“Anyways, shortly after we were done taking photos, he kissed my shoulder.” I felt that familiar sensation of my skin burning once again, hearing myself say it aloud.

“Did I hear that right?” Eliza sort of rose her voice again, parking outside of my apartment.

“Yeah you did.” I said smiling.

“Amber. You’re in. You’re fucking in.” She told me getting all excited.

“As if, it was probably nothing.” I replied, taking off my seatbelt.

“It was something Amber, quit being so hard on yourself.” She started her car once again, after I got off.

Eliza rolled down the window,“Text me when you’re inside. Bye!”

“Okay, bye mom.” I stuck my tongue out playfully and waved to her, watching her drive off.

I got my keys out and started walking up the stairs. I wiped my shoes on my welcome mat, and opened the door to get inside.

I placed my purse on the counter, and took my phone out. 3:24 a.m. My time read, damn already?

To: Eliza 💛
- Hey mom. Just got inside, be careful getting home. Thank you for tonight. 👍🏽

I was about to put away my phone, and I got a notification.

Jimin iMessage: (2)

I anxiously opened the message.

I’m sorry it’s really late. But can I come over?

Is that okay?

I calmly set my phone down and screamed.


I wrote back quickly. But not to quickly. 

Yeah! Of course.

I began running around the apartment, cleaning up anything that was out of place.

I called Eliza, getting all antsy.

“Hey I was just about to text you back!” She said into the receiver.

“Jimin is coming over.” I said my words coming out like vomit.

“This just keeps getting better and better. Holy shit Amber.”

“SHUT UP I’M SERIOUS!” I grabbed my clothes that were on my couch and threw them in my closet.

“Maybe he’s going complain about Caroline because maybe he found out.” I said, looking out the window.

“Damn it Amber, shut up. Can you record it?” She laughed.

I scoffed, laughing a bit. “N-no Eliza!”

Jimin’s POV

I kept pacing around my living room trying to process what just happened.

20 minutes ago…

We pulled out of the parking lot and all I could think about was Amber. Although I didn’t have her in my passenger seat.

I glanced over at Caroline who was leaning against the car door.

“Here, you can change the song.” She told me, while handing me her phone.

I scrolled through her music, while occasionally looking at the road.

I was about to pick a song, and then I felt the vibration of her phone in my hand. A notification from Facebook messenger. It was a set of heart eyes, and my curiosity got the best of me and I opened the message.

I saw that Caroline sent a photo of herself from inside the bathroom of what I’m assuming was the club we went to.

I glanced up at the road again, turning into her neighborhood.

“What’s taking so long?” She asked me, sounding tired.

“I’m just trying to find a song.” I selected a random song, and went back to the messenger app.

She wrote,“All for you baby.”


I couldn’t believe what I was reading. I felt sick to my stomach. All these emotions were coursing through me at once.

I checked the road again coming to a stop sign. I exited the app, and chose a random song. I gripped the steering wheel tightly.

“Are we here?” Caroline said with her eyes closed.

“No babe, there was a dog and I didn’t want to hit him. I let him walk by.” I reassured her, and kept driving.

I could see her house, I was so relieved to get the fuck out of here. I parked her car in the driveway, quickly turned it off and hopped out.

I went to start my car, the fog from the night coated my windows. I heard her heels approaching, “You’re not going to say bye?” She said in a sad tone.

I looked up at the girl that wasn’t mine anymore. The pain I was supposed to feel was a slight pinch. I wondered why it didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would.

“Sorry, I’m just feeling a little sick.” I gave her a side hug, she went in for a kiss which I dodged. I felt her lips skim the bottom of my jaw.

“Okay dude what the hell? You didn’t want to kiss me at the bar and you don’t want to kiss me now. What’s wrong?” She spat.

“Caroline I just told you I don’t feel well. I just want to go home.” I got in my car and rolled the window down. “Okay whatever bye.” The annoyed tone  pissed me off so I took off.

I could feel tears streaming down my face. I didn’t know if I was sad or angry. Or if I was mad at myself for not feeling anything at all. I know Caroline and I had been fighting but I felt hardly anything in my heart for her.

I could really only think of one person. I had been thinking of them for awhile.

I pulled up to my place, and got off the car.

3:04 a.m.

I needed to see Amber, she of all people won’t laugh and tell me they told me so. I saw the signs in Caroline, she pulled away and I really didn’t stop it.

Before I knew it I was staring at my home screen on my phone. I clicked on the first contact, “A”.

I debated on texting her, what the hell do I say? I wrote and erased for what felt like twenty minutes. I sent what I thought would suffice.

I went to my drawers and took out a white t-shirt and some basketball shorts. I changed my clothes and heard a ding from my phone.

I’m sorry it’s really late. But can I come over?

Is that okay?

Yeah! Of course.

“Shit.” I was thinking she’d say, not right now or maybe we can see each other later on tomorrow. I realized I was pacing and grabbed the cold keys from the counter.

Amber’s POV

I heard a gentle knock at my door. I knew who exactly who it was.

I opened the door to see Jimin in some basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. He looked up at me and gave me a half smile.

I gestured for him to come in and he made his way to the couch, practically throwing himself  onto it. I sat down next to him, nervously drumming my fingers on the arm rest. I turned to tv on to ease the tension.

The theme song to Family Guy played and I let out a relieved sigh. Just when I thought I could relax I felt his head rest on my shoulder. I looked down at him just as he rose his head up.

We were now face to face. He looked at every inch of my face as if he could see right through me, then he looked into my eyes. I felt as if my heart was going to come out of my throat.

I could see his smile lines, and his little freckles. I could see my future in his eyes.

He leaned forward, I could smell his cologne. He placed his hand on my knee, inching closer and closer. I felt his breath on my lips and closed my eyes.

“Oh shit.” I thought to myself. Just before anything could happen the moment was over in an instant when he rose up abruptly and began grabbing his car keys.

“Amber I’m sorry. I- I have to go.”

He stumbled off the couch, he looked at me and ran out. Just like that he was gone. I could hear the tires screech off.

I didn’t even notice the tv was still on. I clicked the power button, and I was standing alone in the dark. Nothing but the light of the parking lot illuminating the room once more.

Choices: Part 2

Tagging @skrillexslays13 

I walked back down the hallway that led from the parking lot to where Gorilla had been set up. I stepped through the curtain and walked over to the table where Road Dogg was sitting. He glanced up at me and raised an eyebrow as if asking how it went.

I put the headset on and glanced at the screen where Becky and Natalya were in the middle of having a match without saying a word.

“So?” Road Dogg asked as he looked over at me.

“So what?” I asked as I took my eyes away from the screen for a brief moment to look at him.

“What happened?” He asked.

“I tried to talk some sense into him, but he doesn’t want to listen. He is adamant on talking to Shane. Nothing I say is going to get him back in the arena.” I said.

“You tried to talk to him. If he doesn’t want to listen, that’s his problem. Don’t blame yourself for anything he does tonight. You did everything you could. If he gets himself fired, that’s on him, not you.” Road Dogg said.

“I know it is; I just hate that he’s going to throw away everything he’s worked for in his entire career over this. I know AJ, he’s going to do something he regrets as upset as he is. If he attacks Shane, he could lose his job tonight.” I said.

“I know that. You know that, and AJ knows that deep down too. But he’s blinded by anger. Anger will make a man do crazy things.” Road Dogg said.

I was about to respond when I saw Carmella slide into the ring and attack Natalya on the screen.

“What is going on? She isn’t supposed to be out there!” I said.

“I don’t know. I didn’t even see her and Ellsworth come through here.” Road Dogg said.

“We’ll deal with this later. Can I get eyes on Styles in the parking lot?” I asked.

It felt like I was losing all control of the show. I might not be able to control AJ, but I wasn’t going to let the roster run wild and do whatever they pleased when they pleased. I knew Carmella would have Daniel Bryan to answer to when she came back through the curtain, so I didn’t worry too much about that situation.

I glanced at the screen as the cameraman showed AJ pacing in the parking lot as he continued to wait for Shane McMahon to arrive.

“Does anyone know how far out Shane is? Or if anyone has got a hold of him?” I asked.

“Daniel got a hold of him, but we don’t know how far out he is. He said he would call when he was close.” Someone said into the headset.

“Okay thank you. We’re cutting to commercial in 30 seconds. Get ready to set the ring for Miz TV.” I said.

“10-4.” One of the crew members at ringside said.

After a very hectic Miz TV and a huge Wrestlemania match announcement from Daniel, Road Dogg turned to me.

“Twitter is blowing up over this Styles/Shane story. The fans love it!” He said.

“I just hope he doesn’t lose his job over this,” I said.

“Can we get eyes on Styles again?” Road Dogg asked.

The cameraman cut to AJ who was still waiting for Shane out in the parking lot. Every time I saw him on the screen my stomach dropped. I had a terrible feeling about tonight. 

As the show continued I tried to keep my mind on my job and making sure the show ran smoothly, but I couldn’t help but have the AJ situation going on out in the parking lot in the back of my mind.

“Shane is five minutes out. Do you want me to send Renee and another camera out there?” A voice asked into the microphone.

I glanced over at Road Dogg who looked at me. I didn’t feel like I should make this call because of my involvement personally with AJ. I wanted Road Dogg to make the call.

“It’d make for good TV and good ratings.” He said.

“Go ahead, but please advise them to be careful around AJ. Don’t push him for an interview.” I said.

Tom Phillips and JBL talked on screen while Renee and the cameraman made her way to the parking lot area. Then the guys in the truck switched which camera was on the screen, so all eyes were on Renee and AJ Styles in the parking lot.’

Renee asked what his intentions were in regards to Shane McMahon.

“My intentions? You know Wrestlemania has the ultimate thrill ride as it’s theme, right? Well, I don’t have a match at Wrestlemania, so I’m going to get my thrills…where I can.” He said. He then turned towards the garage door that was opening.

“No. AJ, please don’t do this,” I said to myself.

“Remember, this is all on him.” Road Dogg said without taking his eyes off the screen.

“He’s really going to do this, isn’t he? He’s really going to attack him.” I said.

I watched with my hands over my mouth as AJ blindsided Shane from the side and rammed him into the wall. He then punched him multiple times before shoving him into a door and then throwing him into the side of the car. What he did last was something that I had to see to beleive. He threw Shane’s head into the window of a car. 

I couldn’t believe he was doing this. I couldn’t believe he was throwing away his career. Then he did the unthinkable; he threw Shane’s head through a car window.

I pulled my headset off and threw them on the table in front of me, whether it was in anger or heartbreak I wasn’t sure.

“I have to go talk to him,” I said. And that was all I said before I stood up and made my way towards the parking lot.

I met AJ in the hallway halfway between the locker room and the parking lot. I was fuming. I could feel my blood boiling. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this angry. AJ knew what was on the line if he attacked Shane. It wasn’t just his job. It was our relationship. And he did it anyway. What does that tell me? Did he not care about me? About our relationship?

“What were you thinking AJ? How could you do that! Do you realize what could happen?” I yelled as I marched up to him.

“Y/n, I told you not to worry about this.” He said as he put his hands up in defense. 

“How am I not supposed to worry about this! You just beat up your boss! The commissioner of the show! How in the hell are you going to defend this?” I yelled.

“Y/n, calm down.” He said.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! I warned you that you were going to lose more than just your job tonight. Well congratulations, you got your revenge on Shane. I hope it was worth it…cause now you’ve lost me.” I said as I took a step back from him.

“Y/n, don’t do this. Let’s just talk about this.” He said.

“There’s nothing to talk about, AJ. I’ve saved you from stuff before, but I can’t save you on this one. You did this to yourself, and now you have to deal with the consequences.” I said.

“Baby, wait-“

“No, AJ. It’s over.” I said.

I turned away from him and started walking away before he could see the first tears start to fall. I wasn’t going to let me see him cry. I couldn’t let him see me cry.

I was almost back to the Gorilla area when Daniel met me.

“Y/n! What-“ he began to say before he saw the tears. “I’m so sorry, Y/n.”

He opened his arms for me, and although I wouldn’t usually hug Daniel, I needed some comfort in that moment. I took a step towards him and wrapped my arms around him. He held me tight for a few minutes, and I could feel that he felt for me through the hug.

“Why don’t you take the rest of the night off. We’ll cover for you, okay?”

“Daniel, I am so sorry-“

“Hey, you don’t have anything to apologize for. This is all on him.” He said.

Daniel walked me to my car in the parking lot. He opened his door for me, and I turned to him before stepping in.

“I’ll take care of this. You try to get some rest, okay?” He said.

“Thanks, Daniel. I’m sorry again for all this mess. I know he won’t apologize, but I will.” I said.

“You don’t have to apologize for him. This is on him.” He said.

I knew I probably shouldn’t. I knew that it was going to be a bad idea, but I couldn’t help but tune into the show. But as the driver drove me to the hotel, I grabbed my phone and turned on the live stream of the show. I saw AJ getting his things from the locker room and a bunch of the guys telling him that he shouldn’t have done it. He didn’t seem to care. He didn’t seem to care about anything.

Then I saw Daniel confront AJ with two security guards behind him.

“What you did to Shane was an act of a coward. I don’t care how valuable you are. I don’t care how good you are in the ring. I have lost all respect for you.” You couldn’t help but feel like Daniel wasn’t just talking about the attack on Shane when he spoke. You almost felt like he was also talking about AJ throwing your relationship in the garbage too.

“You think because you are AJ Styles that you are untouchable, but you are not,” Daniel said.

“Whatcha gonna do Daniel? What you gonna do? You gonna fire me?” AJ tested.

“Damn right I’m gonna fire you,” Daniel said.

I closed the app and then threw the phone down on the seat next to me. I knew it wasn’t my fault. I knew that there wasn’t anything I could’ve done to stop AJ because he already had his mind made up. But I hated that a guy with his kind of talent had just thrown his career down the toilet over something so stupid. He still had three weeks to figure out a match.

AJ and Daniel were throwing around lots of ideas on how to get AJ into a match at Wrestlemania, mainly a feud with Dolph Ziggler.  Although a match against Dolph Ziggler wouldn’t have been AJ’s first pick, it would have been a match nonetheless. 

There was also talk of Finn Balor coming to SmackDown, a deal that Daniel Bryan had been putting a lot of effort into. A match between AJ Styles and Finn Balor certainly would have drawn some attention.

If AJ would’ve just waited another week, all of this could have been avoided, and he would have a match at WrestleMania and his career. Instead, he had lost everything.


HamBurr Grindr AU

Having missed crossing paths with each other during their undergrad years (at Columbia and Princeton respectively) Burr and Hamilton stumble across one another in a very unexpected way…

Alexander and Aaron are both attending the same law school when they come into contact with each other. They’re the same age, but Aaron is probably a year or so ahead of Alex in the program (thanks to the whole prodigy thing). They probably pass each other on the way to class uncountable amounts of times, since the buildings aren’t exactly that extensive when you’re focusing on one discipline. Aaron has no idea who Alexander is by sight, though maybe he’s heard his name circling around–because there’s no way Alexander goes completely unknown anywhere he goes. Alexander has certainly heard of Aaron Burr because of the Burr legacy, but likewise has no idea what he looks like.

So here comes the kicker.

Alexander’s been on Grindr for at a year or two, probably since the app first got big. He’s become a Grindr Expert™ by now and 85% of the time he’s scrolling through the app he considers deleting it. That percentage rises every time he gets a DTF message from some white 18 year old who insists he’s “into latinos haha :)” He rarely even uses it anymore, but some nights, God forbid, he’s horny and feeling like a one night stand, so he keeps the app.

Aaron, on the other hand, has never downloaded the app until (let’s say Angelica bc I love that friendship) Angelica takes his phone from him and downloads it for him one night after deciding she’s tired of Burr’s drunken complaints about not knowing how to find gay men. Burr’s charming with the ladies, ofc, (and men, too, when he gets the chance) but he’s not out of the closet so approaching men in person is always a risk he’s unwilling to take unless he’s at a specific type of club or bar. 

Needless to say, Aaron is Overwhelmed by all the hyper-masculine, attractive men he finds on the app. They’re all so close, too. He recognizes a few and that…that’s insane. Who knew his Constitutional Law TA was gay?  He gets a few messages almost instantly, most of them asking for facepics or just sending him unsolicited dick pics and Aaron gets a big fat Reality Check about the Truth about Grindr. It’s a shallow hookup app and Aaron quickly learns how to discern the various men and stops expecting too much. He mostly uses it to flirt in chats, letting himself relax because it’s not like he has anything to lose. His face isn’t entirely in the profile photo and he doesn’t talk to anyone he recognizes. He’s going to be safe; no one will find out who he is.

Alexander, in the first few months as a law student, has a lot less time to be involved in the app. He honestly forgets about it for a long while. Then, one Friday night, Alexander is feeling decidedly horny and mostly free of homework so he opens the app. Being in a new place gives him new faces to scan through, though there are still too many faceless abs for his tastes–not that Alex has anything against the abs, but it’s the principal of the thing. He’s not ashamed to be on the app and would scroll through it for shits and giggles with John or Peggy in the line for Starbucks without giving a fuck if anyone saw. His sexuality is no secret and he isn’t a fan of the anonymous culture on Grindr. After all, if you do hookup, it’s not like you’re not going to eventually see each other, so it’s pointless unless you’re just catfishing.

Anyway, back to this Friday night.

He’s scanning the prospects of the new geographical location with a critical eye from the comforts of his room. Like everywhere else, there are jocky white guys who didn’t want any messages from Asians or Hispanics. Alex blocks them to get them out of the way up front. 

That’s when he stumbles upon Aaron’s profile.

Technically it’s a headless photo that Alexander would normally dismiss automatically. But something about the fact that he’s still wearing clothes makes him tap to view more information, and then Aaron’s stupidly attractive grin with his hoodie string between perfectly straight teeth catches his attention even more up close. Everything about the body posture is casual, but Alex can’t seem to look away from Aaron’s mouth. It’s probably the whole reason Aaron chose to have that as his photo. Alexander finds himself desperately wanting to see the expression in his eyes above that smile.

His description informs Alex of exactly why he’s amongst the headless torso crowd: “Not out, no hosting.” At least he’s honest about it, while everyone else just allows their chiseled abs to speak for themselves about their insecurity. Despite not being out, the rest of Aaron’s profile is certainly…confident. If not cheesy and cocksure. Someone in Aaron’s life had laughed at those lines and he’d rolled with it. As much as he would normally scoff at such a description (and he still sort of does), something about this one felt more charming. Alexander blames that smile.

Aaron’s pretty close, a little less than two football fields distance away. They’re the same age, and Alex can’t help but wonder if they go to the same school. Nothing on his profile reveals anything about it, but he lets himself fantasize anyway. He spends five minutes going through more profiles before coming back to Aaron’s like a beacon. He’s throwing out his facepic rule, but he’s interested enough that he doesn’t let his pride get in the way of sending Aaron a message.

Aaron is as charming as his profile leads on, but not nearly as cheesy. They go back and forth with each other for nearly an hour, playing off one another in ways that get Alexander’s gears turning mentally and physically, so he takes the plunge and offers to host for the night.

Aaron has yet to actually sleep with anyone from the app. He stares at the last question from Alex for five minutes, wondering if he should make some excuse like he always did when that question was brought up in chat. He’s not even sure why Alex asked that question, or why he messaged Aaron in the first place. The first line in his description knocks Aaron’s profile out of the running, but for whatever reason he’d talked to him anyway. He wasn’t going to ask why that was, and Alex didn’t mention it. The cautious part of Aaron’s brain told him not to agree with it and just bow out, but Alex had caught Aaron’s attention, too, and he seriously considered it. It looked like Alex was close, and what would be the point of having the app if he didn’t actually use it the way it was intended? Alex didn’t seem nearly as creepy as most of the other guys on the app; he was clever and quick witted and a bit infuriating and… He texts Angelica, telling her his plans before he even messages Alex back. She sends back a row of clapping emojis and Aaron takes that as a sign to just go for it. He promises to message her as soon as it’s over and then finally replies to Alex’s message. “What’s the address?”

He can’t believe he’s actually doing it, but he arrives at Alex’s apartment with his STD test results in his pocket and nerves pulsing through his body. He’s read plenty of horror stories and while he’s pretty fit and can protect himself to an extent, he has no clue what’s really awaiting him behind the door. Of course, it’s Alex, looking just like his profile photo, innocently wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, and he pulls Aaron into his apartment with an eagerness that betrays his initially calm outward expression. They exchange some greetings and a few words, but Alex gets right to the point and they share their test results: both clean. “I have condoms, either way,” Alex informs him nonchalantly, returning the papers and turning his piercing gaze back on Aaron.

Alexander is definitely pleased with the rest of Aaron’s face. He’s not smirking like he was in the photo, but he’s just as handsome without it. After stripping Aaron of his button-up, Alex finds that his shirtless torso is also worthy of Grindr anon fame, and it makes Alex all the more heated to know that he’s getting the chance to see it in person. The sex is intense, with waves of slow, almost cautious tenderness that builds in passionate, desperate urges. Aaron walks away considering his first Grindr hookup a smashing success with that smirk stretching his lips and Alex watches Aaron leave knowing he’ll be messaging him again in the near future.

Insert Alexander casually at Starbucks with one of his classmates before his first class the next week. He’s in line to order when his classmate spots Aaron Burr in the back of the room, focused intently on his laptop with headphones in his ears and textbooks surrounding the table.

“I’m not surprised he works like that. He’s the guy who got into Princeton at 17,” his friend supplies, even though Alexander has already heard of the story of Aaron Burr, is perfectly aware of those facts, thank you very much.

He was not aware that Aaron Burr was on Grindr. Until now.

Alexander frantically pulls up his phone, shoving his classmate ahead of him in line because he has way more Important Things to check right now. He opens the app and taps on Aaron’s profile to check the distance.

25 feet away.

He had sex with Aaron fucking Burr.

He had sex with the prodigy of Princeton college.

Ditching his classmate, he books it so fast out of Starbucks he nearly takes out an entire table of girls before he makes his escape. Thankfully, Aaron’s headphones make him oblivious to the commotion.

After his class Alexander probably calls John or one of the others to scream about how he accidentally had sex with Aaron Burr and John (sarcastically) informs him that if he’d only looked at the name on the STD papers he’d know who he was having sex with and Alexander hangs up the phone. John is right, but Alex isn’t here to talk about his oversights right now.

Alexander can’t stop thinking about that Friday night. He wants to message Aaron again, but knowing who he really is has his fingers itching to bring the topic up. He’ll never be able to see Aaron on campus again without doing so—and besides, they’re most likely going to run into each other at some point! They’re both law students. He should just say something now.

So he finally works up the nerve to just message Aaron later that day. He can be the instigator again, no big deal. Maybe Aaron will be cool about it.

Aaron checks his phone in the middle of his Constitutional Law class when he feels it vibrate in his jacket pocket. He sits up front (the nerd) so he has to be discrete, but when he sees the Grindr notification a flash of fear goes through him and he jerks his eyes up to the TA; please don’t let him be messaging Aaron in the middle of class.

Thankfully the TA doesn’t spare him a glance, so Aaron feels a little safer. Either way, he turns the brightness on his phone all the way down so no one can see the screen besides him and opens the app. It’s a message from Alex and this time Aaron feels a much more pleasant flutter before he taps open the chat.

That pleasant feeling instantly crumbles; his heart feels like its dropping to the pit of his stomach when he reads the message.

“So…you’re Aaron Burr?”

[Honestly there are a MILLION different ways to approach this AU, and I came up with about a hundred in my head as I was writing this. If you have any ideas please feel free to talk to me about it/add to it/make your own cause I wanna see all of it.]

*photos edited by me

anonymous asked:

omg! I love your headcanons a lot. i was wondering how the crew (plus V cuz that would be interesting) would react to a mute MC? i mean, that kinda does change canon a little. But maybe they thought you were too shy to say anything or something??? (plus sign language is amazing).

I love this! ( ื▿ ืʃƪ)

~I was super intrigued by this ask when I got it, sorry it’s taken so long. Have a lot in my box. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! ^^


  • Took him a moment to understand what was going on
  • He thought you were sick and just lost your voice or something
  • He felt like a jerk when it finally hit him!
  • Wouldn’t stop apologizing to you
    • “MC I’m so sorry!!! Please forgive me! I spent all of this time talking about myself and my own problems so much that I didn’t even ask about you enough to know this…”
  • You had to kiss him to stop him from apologizing
  • Super dedicated right away to learning sign language
  • First sign he learned was ‘I love you’


  • Actually knows sign language????
  • Had to learn it when trying to close a deal with a mute CEO
  • Really didn’t phase him in the least
  • He finds it more meaningful when your love is expressed on your face rather than in words
  • At RFA parties he makes jokes to you about Zen in sign language and Zen gets super mad and flustered lolol
    • “What are you saying about me, jerk?! Stop it! It’s not fair if I can’t understand and respond to the insults!”


  • Thought you were honestly just super cute and shy
  • You had to type it in your phone and show it to him so he could understand
  • He just kissed you and reassured you that it doesn’t matter
  • Just melts from the cuteness when you point at stuff for him to grab, obsessed with your every gesture
  • Trying his best at sign language
  • Sometimes he gets stuff wrong and says weird things on accident but he doesn’t get embarrassed about it anymore since he knows you think its funny and cute when it happens!


  • Was shocked!
  • But quickly gathered herself
  • She’s a smart cookie, so it didn’t take long for her to pick up sign language
  • She asked you to sign everything throughout the day
  • And after closing the coffee shop, she’d brew something just for the two of you and you’d sit alone together practicing
  • She knows you so well that she speaks up for you all the time, anyway haha (Jaehee is so sassy I love it)
  • Definitely takes control when you’re out and about or in a group of people and you’re thankful for that


  • Whaaaaaaaat?!
  • Nothing in his files prepared him for this!
  • Like Jumin, he knows sign language already
  • Because he’s a genius tomato who loves to learn languages
  • Won’t stop telling you how cute you are tbh
  • Uses your inability to speak to his advantage
    • “MC, don’t say anything if you want me to kiss you right now” “MC if you want me to touch your butt then don’t talk”
  • Loves to make you flustered because your cheeks get all red but you can’t say anything


  • You were pretty nervous given the situation with V’s sight
  • You confided in Saeyoung before you met V and he helped you by making an app that spoke out what you typed
  • V just chuckled and held you close when you told him
    • “We make quite the pair, don’t we.”
  • The app worked at first but it wasn’t ideal for you guys
  • It took a while but eventually you learned to communicate through touch
  • He could hold your hands as you signed, feeling what you were saying
  • Or you could talk through tapping on his palm or spelling out words on his wrists
  • You two were inseparable and you both loved it!
  • For the first time, everyone stopped asking V to get the surgery, they could see the strong bond you two had formed, and the fact that you both were perfectly content with the way things were
Take Care Of Her

Based off of the Anon prompt:  “ Can you write something where Owen realizes that all hell is breaking loose at the park and his gf and their newborn are alone somewhere? Maybe include their reunion? Thanks ^.^”

And in honor of thecvptain who asked for angst: “Owen x reader angst??? Like maybe reader is Owens niece and has been with him on the island since she was 2 cause her parents died??? And she causes an accident with the raptors? Or like reader is his girlfriend and they break up or almost break up?”

A/n: I hope this is what you were looking for as I cried imagining some of the parts in this. *Prepare for some minor angst*

You panic when you wake up to the sound of someone’s voice in the bungalow that you don’t recognize. Unfortunately, it also wakes up your daughter who, being only 6 months old doesn’t sleep very long to begin with. You walk over to Owen’s radio, that he left at home (again) to silence it but you hear panicked and shouting voices coming through. You don’t follow what they’re saying but you hear “Asset out of containment” and “Get out of there!”

You know you’re not the smartest person on this island, but you’ve always taken pride in the fact that you are far from stupid. You don’t know exactly what is going on, but you’ve heard enough to get the idea. A dinosaur has escaped its paddock and, by the sounds of panic, it’s dangerous.

You and Owen had discussed the possibility of this once. You always tried to avoid the conversation, pretending that if you didn’t think about it, it wouldn’t happen. But now, as you hurriedly pack your daughter’s diaper bag and a bag with the essential for you and Owen, you remember his words. “If anything happens, you get off this Island. I don’t care if I’m in danger or if you can’t get in touch with me. You get her and yourself to safety. Do you understand?” At the time, you had cried at the thought, rubbing your still swollen belly and he held just you as you agreed to what he said.

Within 5 minutes, you have thrown your things into the Jeep, strapped Charlie into her car seat, and begin to drive away from your bungalow. As you look in your rearview mirror, the thought crosses your mind that you might never see your home again.


By the time you’ve made it to the front of the park, you’ve been informed that there aren’t enough boats to evacuate everyone immediately. You groan at this and try to hold back your panic, but the moment you look up and see a Dimorphodon perched on the top of one of the buildings, you take off running, pulling Charlie to your chest, trying to keep your head down.

The sky fills with the flying creatures and they begin to swoop down, grabbing people right out of the streets. You see that people running into buildings for cover is not working, as they fly into the glass windows, breaking them, before continuing their attack.  Finally, people show up with guns, and begin shooting them down. You dodge falling creatures and falling people when you look up and see one flying directly at you. You know you won’t be able to outrun it, but you instinctively turn your back to it and drop into a crouching position, just praying that you can protect Charlie when you hear a gunshot so close to you, your ears ring loudly.

You look up to see Owen running towards you as tears roll down your face. He wraps an arm around you and kisses you hard before leaning down to kiss Charlie, who is now wailing as loudly as possible. He turns around to continue shooting down the creatures as you stand behind him and explain that all the boats filled up immediately and you can’t get off the island.

He nods his head once and tells you, “You have to get to the control room. Lowery is in there, he will take care of you.”

He turns to you and sees you shaking your head, “I can’t leave you. I know what you’re going to do, Owen, you’re going to try to stop it.” You throat feels swollen and you can barely speak. “Please, Owen. Please just come with us,” you beg hopelessly, already knowing that you won’t be able to convince him. He reaches up to wipe away the tears rolling down your face as he looks into your eyes.

“I love you, Y/n.” Then he looks down at Charlie and gives her another kiss, “Take care of her,” he says, and you’re not sure which one of you he’s actually talking to.

He turns and runs towards a pteranodon that is attacking two children nearby and you can’t watch. You begin to make your way to the control room, still dodging attacks and sigh in relief when you make it inside, walking the rest of the way.

When you get to the top floor, you immediately find Lowery and he stands up to give you a tight hug. He tells you everything is going to be okay and he takes the now calming Charlie from your arms telling you to go get a drink. He sits at his controls, rocking his goddaughter and continues to monitor the chaos outside.


When InGen’s plan fails and they begin evacuating everyone, you stare at Lowery in awe as he refuses to leave. You go to sand by his side and take his hand as you realize how brave he is, not only for staying behind to help his friends, but for the fact that he has to sit here, watching people die, while being hidden away safely in this room. You know that if he could, he would be out there helping, but he knows he’s needed here.

You begin to cry again as you watch the girls that you helped raise and train dying to protect their father, because really, that’s what he is to them. He’s not just a trainer or an alpha. They’re not attacking the Indominous out of respect for him or duty. They’re doing it out of love and this fact has you falling apart. You call Claire crazy when she tells Lowery to open paddock nine, but secretly agree with her decision. Another brave soul willing to sacrifice herself. You suddenly feel small as you hide in this room, but look down at your daughter and remember that you’re protecting her, and that’s the most important thing you can do.


When it’s all over, your heart breaks as you watch blue run off and Owen finds you in the control room overtaken by sobs, unable to stop crying. He holds Charlie close as he comforts you, and he apologizes for all the things that he didn’t actually have any control over. You ask him if you’re allowed to return to the bungalow to get the things that you left behind and he says that it’s too dangerous.

“I just wish I could see it one last time,” you say between sniffles and he sits up, readjusting the both of you. He reaches into his pocket for his phone and pulls it out, seeming a little shocked that it still works, before searching for an app. You notice that it only has 5% battery, wondering what is so important as to use the rest of his battery on, but then let out a mixture between a laugh and a sob when you realize what he’s doing. He’s going to the baby app that is hooked up to the monitor in Charlie’s room. You take it from his hand as her room pops up on his screen, barely able to make out the shape of her crib and various stuffed animals on her shelf in the dark. You take a deep breath to hand it back to Owen when you see a slight movement in the shadows.

Owen finally breaks into a sob, tears rolling down his cheeks as you watch Blue walk slowly into the baby’s room, sniff around in her bed, and then point her head to the sky, letting out a loud screech. You recognize this as the same sound you heard them make as they watched their sisters die. She turns around once in the room before lying down on the floor, making a low whining sound. You close your eyes when the screen goes black, his phone dying, and press your face into his chest, unable to speak. You reach down to caress your daughter and wrap an arm around a still crying Owen.

You can’t help but think to yourself that as much pain as you are in, and as many friends and family you lost today, you’re sitting here, safe, with your daughter and husband. And for that, you thank your lucky stars.

A/n: I love the Idea of Lowery Cruthers (the control room operator with the “Jurassic Park” shirt on) being best friends with Owen and reader.

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Andrew and neil sleep on the bus.

I wrote this in like 20 minutes and I am so tired so I hope it’s ok!

The Foxes’s bus was at the tail end of a traffic backlog caused by a massive pile up. Cars were going nowhere whilst a flatbed truck’s load of steel poles lay across the fronts of steaming cars that were crunched at the back from the ensuing crashes. Wymack was on the phone to the match officials trying to work out what was the absolute latest they would be able to turn up to the match. Thank god for building in some contingency time, was all he could say.

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Cuddle Drabble Part 13

Word Count: 737

Warnings: Game of Throne spoilers. Honestly, though, if you haven’t seen season 1 or read the first book, that’s your fault. It’s been out forever.

Summary: You got to Bucky looking for comfort.

A/N: My laptop is going haywire, so I’ve decided to turn it off for a little while. The next parts have been added into my queue because I don’t know how much I trust the tumblr app/mobile with these posts! lol

I hope you guys enjoy this part!

We’re doing double time this week! Expect part 14 around 2pm Central Time! 

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You knocked quietly, gently pushing the door open before you got a response. “Bucky?”

He was up in an instant, worry etched into his features. “What’s wrong? You okay?”

You nod sheepishly as he closes the door behind you. “I just missed you.”

Ugh. Why can’t your brain stop blurting these things out?! You did miss him. You had both been on missions for weeks. But you were going to give yourself away if you kept this up. He would never want to hang out with you again!

But the way he smiled at you cut your thoughts short. “I missed you, too, doll.” He grabbed your hand and lead you back to his bed. Bucky pulled you tight into his side, encouraging you to get comfortable and wrap your leg around his. It hit you how long you two have been cuddling with each other. He knew which positions you preferred, the most comfortable placement of your legs and arms. The consideration he had for you did not help your erratic heartbeat.

You realized that this was the first time you’d come to his room to seek out comfort. As soon as you made this connection, the smell of Bucky’s skin enveloped your senses. God, you just wanted to bury yourself in these sheets.

Was that weird?

Damnit, get it together.

As soon as you were settled, Bucky picked up a brand new copy of Game of Thrones that had been on his bed. He showed it to you, asking, “D’you mind if I keep reading?”

“Game of Thrones? Look at you getting caught up!”

He smiled, and closed the book around his thumb to hold his place. “Sam said I’d probably like it. He said you were obsessed with the show.”

Your cheeks grew hot. Goddamn it, Sam. Your best friend had figured out that you liked Bucky, and had been pestering you for it constantly. He never hesitated to drop some (not so subtle, in your opinion) hints to Bucky by telling him the things you were interested in. Sam Wilson was effectively trying to kill you.

You clear your throat, knocking yourself back into reality. “So, who’s your favorite? What part are you on?”

Robert Baratheon was dead. Ned Stark was in prison. Shit was about to hit the fan, and Bucky had no idea. You groaned when he recounted the events that happened in the last few chapters. “Dude. Uh, just. Don’t get attached to anyone, okay? It’ll save you a lot of heartache.”

“Oh, God, who else dies?!” His eyes bore into yours seriously.

You wanted to answer honestly, but you couldn’t ruin the whole series for him. You had read all the books, watched the tv series twice… You went with the safest answer. “Everybody. Everybody dies. Nobody makes it. Just don’t get attached.”

“Okay,” he nodded, taking your answer in stoically. “So, who’s your favorite?”

Your muscles tensed with excitement. “I love Dany. And Jon. And Tyrion. And Arya. I can’t have just one favorite.”

“Okay, so they live. Thanks, Y/N.”

He laughed at your scandalized face when you realized what you’d done. “You jerk!” you smacked his chest as he laughed and pulled you close. You felt something soft skim along your hairline, finishing with a faint amount of pressure.

Did–Did Bucky just kiss you?

Fuck, you are so boned.

He opened up his book and nuzzled his cheek into your hair. You cleared your throat. “Could you read it to me?”

You felt him smile. “‘Course, doll.”

He shifted, facing you, and deposited the book in his other hand. Your face was tucked securely into Bucky’s chest. His arms pillowing your head and wrapping around your waist. Your leg slotted between Bucky’s, hitching it up so you would be comfortable.

“Yeah, just jam your knee right up my crotch. This is fine.”

You pulled away, wide eyes assessing Bucky’s physical state. “Oh, God. I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you? I didn’t mean–”

He burst into laughter and pulled you back into his embrace. “I’m fine, doll. Get comfortable.”

His hand ran soothingly up and down your spine as you realigned yourself with him. When he felt you settle, he started to read. “‘The sound faded slowly to silence. One blast meant rangers returning, and Jon thought, I was a ranger for one day, at least. Whatever may come, they cannot take that away from me…’

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You’re Killing Me (Chanbaek)

You’re Killing Me

For @maskofkano

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Chanyeol couldn’t wait until his schedule for the day was over. All he wanted was to head back to the dorms and take a hot shower before composing some new songs. He had been itching to write all day and he just waited to get his ideas on paper before he lost his inspiration.

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#35 neil/andrew please!

“I hate trying to put my desire into words when my body knows exactly what to say.  Come home. (You can’t start a fire without a spark.)”


Within an hour of leaving his pro team’s court after the final game of the season, Andrew is on a plane back to Columbia. When he unlocks the door, his security app beeps, and moments later Neil texts him.

‘I’ll be home soon.’

It’s a lie that Andrew is willing to let slide.

Neil’s team has one more regular season game and unless they lose by some spectacular margin, they’ll be in the national playoffs. It’ll probably be a month until they’re home together again.

Andrew falls asleep alone.

He drives down to Palmetto State a few days later to see Betsy. Her office is entirely unchanged, except for the addition of a small Kiriko glass piece he’d brought back for her from Tokyo. He takes her out to lunch and they catch up. She asks about his therapy, once, and neither of them mention Neil.

His phone has several messages when he checks it afterwards. There are a few alerts from the Foxes’ group chat, a dinner invitation from Wymack and Abby, a season recap email from his captain, and the daily text from Neil. This on reads, ‘I miss your hands on me.’

Andrew stares at the unbroken string of gray texts. At least one a day since Andrew graduated; some long, some short. Andrew hasn’t responded in months. He talks on the phone, or he talks in person, or he lets Neil do the talking for him. It’s hard to get the words to pass through his phone and mean the same as they did in his head.

He taps the phone against the steering wheel, then closes the messaging app and drives to Abby’s house.

Neil’s team wins their game and Andrew gets an emailed confirmation of his playoff ticket. He drives to West Virginia the next week. Stuck in traffic around Charlotte, his phone buzzes.

‘Can’t decide if this court is good or bad luck.’

Andrew drums his fingers on the case as he rolls forward five feet. Traffic stops again.

‘No such thing as luck,’ he replies. ‘Just win.’

The two lines of blue stare at him until he tosses the phone into the back seat. He hears it buzz again, but doesn’t even glance back.

The Ravens’ stadium is filling up, but Andrew gets to his seat without being recognized. Dan is already there in the seat next to his.

She grins at him. “I was hoping you got the other ticket. Matt and I had to fight over this one.”

He likes Dan enough not to tune her out as she tells him about Matt and her team. He likes her even more when she doesn’t go on too long.

The two teams come out for warmups and the crowd erupts. Andrew catches the flash of red hair pushed back by an orange bandana. There’s almost half a court between them, but Neil finds his gaze and locks on, smiling faintly and daring Andrew to look away first. Andrew won’t.

It’s the sound of the buzzer that finally breaks their gaze.

The game is close, but Neil’s team manages a win. He’s got a few days of vacation before the next practice and Andrew gets another text. ‘Pick me up in the bus parking lot.’

Neil falls asleep immediately, but Andrew is jittery. His knuckles are white on the steering wheel and they make it back to Columbia in record time.

Andrew unloads Neil’s stuff before nudging him awake.

“Come on. I’m can’t carry your lazy ass inside; you’re too heavy.”

“You totally could,” Neil yawns. “Anyway, I just had a playoffs game. What’s your excuse?”

He gets himself through the door though, keeping his touches to a minimum, allowing Andrew to readjust to having him around. Andrew doesn’t want him to. Andrew wants…

He locks the door and sets the alarm. He’d triggered the coffee machine from the road and there’s hot tea waiting for them. He hands Neil his cup and let’s their fingers brush together, bumps their hips as Neil settles against the counter. They’re two moons, falling back into orbit.

Andrew is the first to lean in for a kiss, and he pulls away slowly.

“Welcome home.”

Neil smiles. “Welcome home.”

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First of all, I don’t know how to hands. Second of all, I don’t know how to profile view. Third of all, I have terrible hand writing. But I tried. Can you tell the last panel is a nose? I hope so lmao.

So I found an ap p that is voiced by Kazuhiko and decided WHY NOT DRAW KAKASHI SAYING SOME OF THE LINES FROM IT?
Because idk. I really like it.
(Translation from the app Sleepytime boyfriend)

What is wrong? Oh, maybe you are nervous?

..Your heart is beating hard? Thinking that I might kiss you?

You have to keep your eyes closed a bit longer.. You do not want to? I am being mean? I won’t.. I will swear to God I won’t do anything so come on now.

Cool..? Stop! Just after I promise to behave I might not be able to if you say something like that.