just close the app and stop

[TRANS] BTS - Pied Piper (lyrics)

It’s bad, so it’s even better
You know it from deep inside you
You can’t stop now (You can’t stop)
Be more honest to yourself

Stop
Now stop watching and study for your exam
Your parents and your manager hate me
The videos you watched, all the photos, Twitter
V App, Bon Voyage
I know it all, what to do when it’s good
Stop, make MV theories later
There’re plenty of my photos in your room anyway
What’s one hour, one two years are going away in an instant
This song is my award for you
Be nice

You’re not getting punished
Come here, I’m your paradise
Can’t close your eyes
Can’t close your eyes
This is gonna get you nowhere
(Don’t reject me)
Just close your eyes and listen carefully

Follow the pipe sound, follow this sound
I’m a little dangerous yet so sweet
I’m coming to save you, I’m coming to spoil you
You called me, look, I’m sweet
Follow the pipe sound

I’m takin’ over you
I’m takin’ over you

You knew it’s already started
The moment you heard that sound

What do you, that’s right, I’m a little dangerous
Like the man blowing the pipe luring you
I’m testing you
You knew it, yet you still let yourself get lured, like the fruit of good and evil

My pipe awakes everything
That sound troubles you, more
You get lured and react
Blowing out breath endlessly
I’m your guilty pleasure
You can’t get out
Never

You’re not getting punished
Come here, I’m your paradise
Can’t close your eyes
Can’t close your eyes
This is gonna get you nowhere
(Don’t reject me)
Just close your eyes and listen carefully

Follow the pipe sound, follow this sound
I’m a little dangerous yet so sweet
I’m coming to save you, I’m coming to spoil you
You called me, look, I’m sweet
Follow the pipe sound 

That’s right, I’m a little dangerous
I can’t manage myself too
Don’t worry, my hands
Are only warm, warm to you

If I am
Spoiling you
Will you forgive me
Because you can’t live without me
I know it all

I’m takin’ over you
I’m takin’ over you

[LYRICS] (ENG TRANS) Pied Piper

I like it more because it’s bad
you know it deep down
now we don’t stop (you can’t stop)
be more honest

stop
let’s stop looking and start studying for the exams
your parents and boss hate me
the video clips you watched, various pictures and tweets
gotta watch V app
i know that you like it, what do you do
stop it, you can analyze the MV later
you already have plenty of my pictures in your room
not one hour, but a year or two flashes by
this song is a reward I give you
you’re nice***

you’re not being punished
come here, you are my paradise
can’t close your eyes
can’t close your eyes
you may struggle but it won’t matter anymore
(don’t reject me)
just close your eyes and listen closely

follow the sound of the flute, follow this song
it may be a little dangerous but I’m very sweet
I’m here to save you, I’m here to ruin you
you’re the one who called me, see how it’s sweet
follow the sound of the flute

I’m takin’ over you
I’m takin’ over you

you know that it’s already begun
the moment you heard the sound
yeah maybe I’m a little dangerous
like a guy who leads you with a flute
you test me
I’m knowingly drawn to you like the fruit on the tree of knowledge

my flute wakes everything up
the sound of it makes you worry more
you react because you’re drawn to it
I play the flute endlessly
I am your guilty pleasure
you can never get out of this
never

you are not being punished
come here, I am your paradise
can’t close your eyes
can’t close your eyes
you may struggle but it won’t matter anymore
(don’t reject me)
just close your eyes and listen closely

follow the sound of the flute, follow this song
it may be a little dangerous but I’m very sweet
I’m here to save you, I’m here to ruin you
you’re the one who called me, see how it’s sweet

yeah I’m a little dangerous
I can’t handle myself either
don’t worry, my hands are
warm, warm only to you

if I am
ruining you
will you forgive me
because I can’t live without you
because I know

I’m takin’ over you
I’m takin’ over you

T/N: ***착해 means good natured/kind in korean, and has no sexual connotation linked to it at all.

trans by Kai @ bangtan tumblr do not take out or repost without permission.

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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Bad For Me (Grayson Smut)

Summary: Texting with Grayson goes from texting to.. Well, sexting.
Word Count: 2,244
Warnings: Smut, sexting, explicit words, overuse of baby, yada yada.
A/N: I’ve walked around with this on my mind for months now so I thought now is a good idea to just write down whatever comes to mind and just go with it. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS. Leave love, hate, whatever. Much love to you guys!!! xxxx

BOLD is Grayson, and you are ITALIC. Keep it in mind!

THIS HAS NOT BEEN EDITED SO I’M SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES.


I was struggling to keep my eyes open, training them on the screen of my iPad where it laid on my stomach. A huffed breath escaped my lips as I blinked, forcing my eyes to open and look at whatever episode was playing of Modern Family.

It was nearing close to nine P.M. and I was struggling to keep myself awake because I knew that if I went to bed early, then I’d probably wake up earlier than I wanted. And it was, after all, a Friday night. I frowned, thinking of Grayson and what he must be up to.

Probably filming a video with Ethan like he said he would. But he had promised to stop by whenever they were finished, to which I had insisted on because I knew how filming sucked the energy out of him and I’d rather him sleep than stay up late with you, doing something useless like lay around and watch a movie or browse the internet.

Baby are you awake?

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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

Yoosung

  • 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

Jaehee

  • 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

Zen

  • 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

Jumin

  • 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

Saeyoung

  • 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!!”
How To Beat Procrastination When Procrastination Is A Part of You (By A World Class Procrastinator)

We’ve all seen those posts that give you advice to help you stop procrastinating, and they’re pretty good advice, unless procrastinating is inherent to who you are, like it is to me (for real, I’ve studied for my finals the day before the actual finals, so I know what I’m talking about).

So here are a few tips to beat procrastination’s ass and be a productive person, even if it’s not like you see on Tumblr.

First of, if you’re reading this post because you’re procrastinating, read the post and then close Tumblr, and acknowledge your effort. Just be proud of you for closing the app and making a first step towards productivity. You got this!

Next advice is not gonna help you stop procrastinating, but help you be more productive. Try to set your alarm clock earlier than you usually do, especially in the weekend, and wake up at 7 instead of 9 for instance. It’s a little bit hard at first, but once you’re out of bed, chances are you’ll feel energetic and ready to kick some ass. But that isn’t the best part. Because imagine you wake up at 9, and want to start studying at 10, but end up procrastinating for 2 hours. At noon, you won’t have gotten anything done, and you’ll probably go have lunch, and then take a nap, so you’ll end up starting working at like 3, 4, or 5. But if you wake up at 7 and want to start studying at 8, but end up procrastinating 2 hours, it’ll only be 10! So you procrastinated the same way you would have while waking up at 9, but you gain like 5, 6, or 7 hours of potential study time and productivity!

Another advice that I find useful in my quest to beat procrastination is really setting myself to understand what I’m studying, and imagining studying and learning as some sort of power, which it is, really! I try to think of inspiring people, tell myself “they did it, and so can I”, and try to make myself proud.

Break tasks into really small tasks! I know it’s a common advice, but we’re gonna take it to the extreme. If for instance you have to do a math exercise, break it down into small tasks such as “answer question 1”, “answer question 2”, etc., instead of setting the task “do math exercise”. It will be so much more rewarding for you and will help you stay in the loop of productivity!

Take breaks quite often, especially if you have trouble focusing on a single thing for too long. I personally use the Podomoro (Pomodoro? I’m not sure and I’m too lazy to check it out lol but you know what I mean) technique, and it works wonders with me! I use the app Flat Tomato, which allows you to set your own times, and tells you how good you did compared to other people the day before (rewarding process!), and I definitely recommend it. On your breaks, drink a little bit of water, and do what you like to do, whether it’s surfing the net or doodling or whatever, so you keep the reward system going!

What I find to be quite efficient as well is to have a visual representation of your long-term goal is, your motivation to study this shit you’re probably not interested in. Like if you have a dream job, write it down and keep it in sight, so you’re always reminded that you’re not working for nothing, that the effort you put in the work and the effort you make to not procrastinate are worth it.

Be realistic when writing down your to-do list. We usually tend to write a lot of stuff done, thinking we can do it because we’re really motivated this time and we will get shit done, but we usually don’t, and when we see how much stuff we didn’t do, we most likely feel crappy and end up guilt watching Netflix (I think we can all relate to that, at least I know I do), which definitely isn’t productive.

Don’t work too much. I know this advice sounds bad, but us procrastinators aren’t used to working over a long period of time, we’re rather used to working an awful lot over a very short period of time. So at first, you’ll want to work a lot over a long period of time, and your brain and body will just be like “what the fuck dude” and will potentially shut down, and everything you’ll try to learn won’t stick in your memory, and your attention will drastically decrease, giving you a lot of stress and making you feel terrible about yourself. Therefore, as you start kicking procrastination’s ass, be kind to yourself, and learn to know when you’ve reached your limit for the day. Then maybe take a 20-minute nap, and if you feel better and need to study, go back to studying. But if you feel too tired or overwhelmed to keep on studying, don’t beat yourself up, acknowledge everything you got done so far, and take a moment to say “go me! I did great today!”, even if you didn’t do everything that was in your to-do list, which was probably too long anyways.

So yeah, these are my tips to help you become a more productive person. It won’t happen over the night, no matter how many times you promise yourself you’ll be productive tomorrow, but slowly, you’ll start to get more work done and feel super good about yourself, even if there are times where you might feel overwhelmed. In these times, take a deep breath, remind yourself of you got done so far, and remember that it is only humane to procrastinate and that it isn’t a fatality (if it were, a lot of people on this planet wouldn’t have a job, trust me).

Go you, you got this! Go beat procrastination and be a productivity queen/king! I’m rooting for you!

Bad Reputation 2

Originally posted by illumegeoff

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

Request: Part 2!!!

Warnings: Angst? Y’all should know by now lolol

A/N: I hope you guys like this!!


I stood by the apartment window looking out into the city, it’s been a long time since I’ve actually been out there. I don’t mind staying in the apartment but I just want to go outside without getting fingers pointed at me, and names being yelled at me.

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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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Festival Hero // Byron Langley

Word Count- 1495

Summary- You’re a bit lost at a festival, and decide to help out a stranger in need.

Warnings; N/A

A/n; Recently watched IT.. I’m genuinely obsessed. Usually I hate horror movies, but like oh my gosh, it was so well made.

Requested; Yes, so sorry for the wait. Hope you like it x

req;  Could you write something with the boys and the reader being at a festival and some girl(s) won’t leave Byron alone (flirting, touching,…). He feels really uncomfortable but is too nice to say something so the reader saves him by pretending to be his girlfriend?

req; Please can you do a Byron smut or imagine pleaseeee

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“We’re going to the loo, Y/N!” They said, walking to the never-ending line of people waiting for the bathrooms. “I’ll wait here? I don’t have to go, and I’d rather not stand in a two hour line for nothing.” You said, a pleading tone in your voice. “Sure, meet us at the bar in about an hour?” Y/B/F asked. “Okay, I’m just gonna wander around a bit.” you told them, and they nodded.

Now here you were, an hour and a half later. Beer in one hand and phone in the other, you walked aimlessly around the festival, in a feeble attempt to find your best friends. They never showed up to the bar, and now you were completely alone in a very busy festival, with tons of strangers. You tried texting and calling them several times, but neither of the two picked up or even read the messages. Sighing, you walked slowly, glancing every which way as much as possible, looking for your lost companions.

As you walked, you saw a group of a few guys, who you thought were cute.. Oh, who were you kidding. They were all really hot. Your best friends would regret not being with you now; you weren’t necessarily the most flirtatious of your group; the other two were, and now they were missing out. You scanned the group, they all had beers in hand, and were chatting aimlessly. Your eyes fell on one boy; he was a bit separate from the group, looking extremely uncomfortable.

He had three girls fawning over him; one blonde girl with way too much makeup on was hanging loosely from one of his (very nice) arms, a brunette with very skimpy clothes had her arms wrapped around his neck, practically sitting on his back, while a black-haired girl who looked semi-normal, was lightly running her hand up and down the arm opposite to the blonde.

Normally, you would scoff at guys like this, or laugh with your best friend. But then again, normally, the guy would be enjoying it, and basking in his attention. This blue-eyed brunette, who was very attractive, looked absolutely disgusted and was silently pleading with his eyes for his friends to help; but none of them were looking his way. He sighed, obviously annoyed.

You weren’t a mean person; and this guy was hot. You figured you’d kill two birds with one stone; help this guy, and possibly get his number for later. Smirking at the thought, you strolled over to the guy, putting away your phone and holding up your untouched full bottle of beer, looking a little hurt. “Who are all these girls, babe?” You asked, and he looked at you confused. You sent a little wink and a look that said ‘Go with it.’ He looked instantly relieved, and nodded ever so slightly, letting you know he was in on the plan.

“Not sure. Took you long enough, though. Were the lines really that bad?” He asked, shaking the girls off his arms. Almost immediately, the black-haired beauty shrugged, skipping over to one of the brunette’s friends, flirting with him instead. The blonde stormed off, clearly mad she didn’t get the boy’s attention. The brunette on his back, however, refused to give up, and jumped on his back, making him stumble. He grabbed her thighs, and you looked at her unimpressed. “Can I ask why you’re on my boyfriend’s back?” You said, a warning tone to your voice.

She shrugged, wrapping her arms slowly around his neck. “I don’t see him arguing about it.” She said, innocently. “Actually, I’d love for you to get off me.” He said, dropping her thighs. She fell off, landing in some mud, ruining her oh-so-small clothes. With a squeal and a huff of annoyance, she stormed off, clearly ‘distraught’ over the destruction of her outfit. If you could even call it that. You may as well call it a bathing suit.

As soon as the girls were out of view, the brunette sighed, relieved. “Thank you.” He said, now looking at you properly. He very obviously scanned you up and down, but he didn’t look like he hated what he was seeing. Feeling flirtatious and playful, you slowly began to spin, showing him all aspects of you. You even took the liberty of sticking your butt out a bit when it was facing him. You did a full 360 turn, stopping and facing him with an innocent smile on your face.

“So, do I at least get a name to put to the man I just saved?” You questioned, stepping closer slightly. “I suppose it would only be fair. My name’s Byron.” He said, and you looked him up and down. “Hmm. You don’t look like a Byron.” You stated, smirking. “Then what do I look like to you?” He asked, raising a brow. “I don’t know. Maybe a Harry, maybe an Oscar.” “Oscar?” He chuckled, amused.

You shrugged. “Don’t know. Was never good with names.” You said, teasingly. “Well, are you good enough to remember your own? Or should I just call you my festival hero?” He asked, cocking a brow with a smirk. You pretended to think about it, plastering a confused look on your face. He smacked your arm lightly, making you both chuckle. “It’s Y/N.” You said, sticking out your hand to shake.

“Nice to meet you Y/N.” Byron said, shaking your hand with a bright smile. “Wow, you are really hot. You could be a model.” You said, blatantly. Byron looked taken aback by the confident and calm nature of your compliment, but he recomposed himself quickly and smirked. “I’ll have you know, I actually am a model.” He said, winking. You laughed, thinking he was joking. He just smirked and waited for you to stop.

Realizing he wasn’t laughing, you gawked at him. “Wait, seriously?!” You asked, surprised. “Yeah, let me show you.” He pulled out his phone, showing you some of his pictures from old shoots. “Wow. Maybe losing my friends here wasn’t so bad after all.” You said, smirking up at him. He closed the photos app, and opened the contacts one, handing you the phone. “Can I have your number?” He asked, a tad of nerves laced in his voice.

“I’m sure we could arrange that. I’m much better with numbers than names.” You winked, typing in the number and taking a quick selfie for the contact picture. You were about to hand him your phone, when it began to ring. “Hello?” You answered, furrowing your brows. “Y/N! Where are you?!” You friend exclaimed, basically yelling into the phone. “With a guy..” You muttered, sheepishly. “What?!” She exclaimed, excitedly. “Where are you?” You explained to her the directions, and she and your other friend found you in under 10 minutes; it was surprising, especially for the size of the festival.

They pulled you away from Byron, much to your distaste. “Ooh, he’s hot!” Your friend exclaimed, eyeing Byron up and down. “Hey, he’s mine!” You said, teasingly. She smacked your shoulder, but froze when her eyes landed on one of the boys Byron was with. “Oh my god, but he’s hotter!” She exclaimed, pointing to a short boy with floppy, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. “And so is he!” Your other friend said, pointing to a tall red head. “Hey, Byron!” You called, and he came over. “Everything alright?” He asked, smiling kindly.

“My friends think your friends are hot. By the way they’re checking out my friends too, I’d say they feel the same. Wanna play matchmaker?” You grinned evilly, and he shook his head with a chuckle, but motioned the two boys over anyways. They happily obliged, strutting over. “Hey, Byron.” The blonde hair, clapping him on the back. “Hey. This is Joe, and this is Josh.” He introduced his friends. You introduced yours, and the pairs separated.

After chatting for a bit in your little pairs, one of your friends motioned you over again. You walked over, confused. “The Killers is about to go on, come on!” She said, excitedly. The boys all snapped their heads to her, gawking. “You like the Killers, too?!” Joe asked, who’d she’d been hanging out with asked, astonished. “Yeah, we all love them!” Your other friend pitched in, and the boys all gave each other looks. “Boys, we struck gold!” Byron teased, throwing an arm around your shoulder.

You shimmied out of his grip, grabbing both girl’s arms and running towards the stage. “We’re about to be the Killers if we miss that show, boys!” You called back, smirking as you and your friends laughed and ran. The boys followed, and caught up with ease. You spent the night dancing with Byron, and yes, you did eventually give him his number. You mentally thanked your best friend’s for ditching you for the bathroom; all was well, and all six of you were more than happy.

All I ever wanted (Jungkook x Reader)

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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
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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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

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! ^^

Yoosung

  • 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’

Jumin

  • 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!”

Zen

  • 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!

Jaehee

  • 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

Saeyoung

  • 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

V

  • 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
Where Are You Two?

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Reader (Criminal Minds)

Summary: [requested by anon]: #9 from my most recent prompt list “do you ever follow directions” in which derek and the reader get lost on their way back to the airstrip.

Word Count: 1,256

Warnings: like two swear words, that’s really it

Other Notes: ahh, i had so much fun writing this morgan x reader! i am definitely gonna do some more of these ;))

“Alright, everyone meet back at the airstrip. Jet leaves at 1:00 pm sharp,” Hotch commanded before going to sit in the first SUV in line in front of the police. Reid and Rossi followed him, and JJ and Emily took the second.

That left you and Morgan. “You know how to get there?” you asked.

“No idea,” he shook his head, “But I’m sure we’ll find the highway.” He climbed into the driver’s seat.

“Is it too late to go with JJ and Emily?” you joked, rolling your eyes.

“Haha. Just you watch, Y/N, I’ll get us there first.”

“I highly doubt that,” you said as you pulled out of the police station, “Reid probably memorized maps of this town, and is already telling Hotch where to go.”

“Reid can play with his cute little colored maps all he wants, but trust me, I know how to sense these things.”

You weren’t convinced, “You can sense these things, huh? Alright then, where’s the highway?”

“Right here,” he smugly said as he turned left.

You rolled your eyes and rested your head back. It had been a long case, and the locals in this small town had been extremely hostile towards the FBI, claiming that the government was trying to spy on them and get in their business, when really you were just trying to find three missing women.

You gently massaged a bruise on your hip from where the unsub had hit you with a wooden two-by-four. Luckily, you had had your vest on.

When you opened your eyes just a few minutes after closing them, you could see nothing but trees. Firs and pines indigenous to Montana, a fact you only knew because Reid had told you on the jet. You were driving on a dirt road, and this forest looked like a place where a lot of unsubs you had put away would dump bodies of their victims.

“Morgan where the hell are we?” you exclaimed.

“Hey, calm down, we’re just taking a shortcut. I asked a farmer a few miles back.”

“Shortcut? We’re literally taking an unpaved road in the middle of the forest! And what farmer? There’s no farmland around here,” you told him.

He looked confused for a moment, unsure of what to do, “We’re fine. Doesn’t this look like what we saw on our way to the crime scene?”

“Yeah, Morgan, it does. That’s exactly why we shouldn’t be here.”

“Well, from what I remember, the crime scene was close to airstrip. So, that means we’re going in the right direction.”

“Oh God help us,” you muttered, taking out your phone. It was 12:45.

“God dammit, Morgan, we’re gonna miss the jet.”

“Hey, stop worrying your pretty little ass. We’ll get there.”

“Just in case your senses are off,” you sneered a little, “I’m going to open the GPS.” You opened the Maps app on your phone, and typed in your location and destination. But to your luck, the signal wasn’t strong enough for data service. Only a week cell.

“Crap,” you groaned.

“Hey, look we’re getting close to a break from these woods. That’s good, right?” Morgan was trying to be optimistic.

You weren’t having it, “Who knows.”

You sat restless as Morgan continued driving. You were sure he wasn’t going in the right direction, but he was constantly assuring you he knew what he was doing.

“You said that last time. You know, before we got lost.”

Your phone rang, and you answered it as soon as you saw it was Hotch. He informed you that were on speaker with the rest of the team, who were already on the jet.

“Get us there first, my ass,” you hissed at Morgan, who laughed a little. How was he so laid back about this?

“Where are you two?” Hotch asked.

“If we knew, that would be wonderful. We’re in a wooded area, but the GPS isn’t working. Even if it was, I doubt Morgan would trust it,” you said.

“Do you think you’re close?” you heard JJ speak up.

“Yeah, as soon as we find the main road, or at least one that’s paved, I’m sure we’ll be at the airstrip,” you said sarcastically, causing Rossi and Prentiss to laugh.

“Hotch, can’t you wait like ten minutes extra minutes for us?” Morgan questioned.

“If it was up to me, I would wait. But this jet is on a tight schedule to get back to Quantico, and even this airstrip wants us out of here as soon as possible.”            

You cursed under your breath as Morgan turned another left. For once, it looked like he might actually know where he was going.

“Hey, Y/N,” you heard Spence’s voice through the phone, “Check the glove compartment and see if I left that map I was studying in there. Maybe it’ll help you.”

You opened the glove compartment and sure enough, there was a folded road map of the whole state of Montana, mentioning everything from landmarks to tourist attractions to just simple restaurants.

“Ah, Spencer, God bless you and your weird obsession with maps,” you said as you unfolded it and tried to find your location, “I love you.”

“Thank you, I think,” he said, earning a chuckle from both JJ and Morgan.

“Ok, well, you guys try to get here in time. If not, you’ll have to catch the train to DC,” Hotch said.

“Yeah, ok. Bye, and hopefully we’ll see you guy soon.”

As you hung up, you saw that you had a mere 8 minutes left. “Alright, we’re going the right way. Keep going straight for three miles,” you instructed Morgan.

“See, told you I was good at these things. Looks like we don’t need that thing after all,” he smirked.

“Can you ever just admit you’re wrong and follow directions?” you said incredulously.

“Nuh-uh, honey. Cuz I was right,” he grinned, proud of himself.

You rolled your eyes, “Hey, you just missed the turn!” you quickly pointed.

Morgan groaned, “Didn’t you say three miles?”

“I’m sorry,” you said sarcastically, “But I’m not Reid so I didn’t feel the need to say 2.83 miles. And besides, this map scale is confusing me,” you protested. “Just turn around, dammit.”

Morgan suddenly swerved the car without warning, causing you to flying towards the dashboard, “Thanks for the heads up,” you muttered, rubbing your elbow that got hit in the collision.

“There’s the airstrip!” you pointed up ahead at a sign that signaled to take the next exit. Morgan did just that.

The two of you could now see the airfield up ahead, and the jet was preparing for takeoff on the edge of it. Morgan quickly searched for a turn on how to get in. He pushed hard on the gas when he finally spotted it, making an extremely sharp U-turn.

You folded the map back up as you pulled into the parking lot. The jet was now running across the airstrip, and it took off a minute later.

“Fuck!” you hit the dashboard with a closed fit. “We were so damn close, too.”

“Well, you know what this means,” Morgan took out of his phone.

“Yea, I’m never riding alone with you again,” you responded.

“No, you and I get to spend a whole 15 hours on a train together,” you saw him dial a number.

“Oh, fuck me.” You rubbed your temple, almost as if you could literally feel a headache coming on.

“Hey baby girl,” he spoke to Garcia through his phone receiver, “I need you to check out trains going from Missoula, Montana to DC for me.”

fine lines

 [ reader x taeyong ] !college au

part i , part ii

▿ nct’s: taeyong

word count; 2.867

contains some mature language


Originally posted by t-yong


It occurred to you of how much of a hot mess you were within the presence of such a simple, young man. Nothing rattled you more to your core when you made eye contact with Taeyong. Hani declares that he is nothing but a shady person but you knew that, beyond doubt, that wasn’t true. Or so you thought.

Something about the way Taeyong’s eyes interlocked in with yours, sharing you secrets that only he knows. Dirty little secrets dancing in the dark, waiting for someone willingly to open the door for them to be heard. It may seem completely out of blue and totally irrational considering that you have yet come down from your high with the encounter that happened only hours ago. You couldn’t shake this unaccustomed buzz feeling that was surging wrecklessly through your veins. 

“Y/n you should’ve seen your face! It was hilarious!” Hani cackled, holding her stomach from the ache that was forming in her abs. “Oh god, it was so classic. You should thank me you know?”

“Thank you for embarrassing me? I think not. You have no idea how bad I just wanted to evaporate into thin air.” You huffed. Hani and you were now in your dorm room and it was well passed 6 o'clock. 

You sat at the end of your bed, left knee propped up while your right leg was left dangling over the edge. You were concentrated on painting your fingernails with a basic white nail polish. Hani chortled at your response as she lay flat on her stomach, scrolling through her Twitter.

“Well maybe,” Hani said, dragging along her words, “You get to talk to him now. It seemed like he took an interest in you. He was practically eye fucking you.” She adds. You shot your head up quickly towards Hani, scowling at her.

“Why are you such a liar? Why can’t you just tell me you’re actually like some heinous bitch who has always hated me and is just out to get me for blood now?” You jokingly said, laughing quietly to yourself. “I feel like the chemical fumes from my nail polish is making you delusional.”

Hani laughed at you absurd statement, shaking her head. “Damn, I guess my cover is blown.” Hani says, flipping over on her side to face you from across the room. “Well anyways, the art show starts at 8 so be ready by then. I think Taeil and his friends are coming to pick us up.” 

You resumed painting your nails, dreading for this night to end in the blink of an eye. Although the thought of seeing Taeyong again but out of school grounds, was nerve wracking. Deep inside, you were actually quite excited.


Hours passed and you stood in front of your wall mirror, wearing a white plain t-shirt with ‘c’est la vie’ written in black. Paired with black, tattered jeans and a dark blue denim jacket. You slipped on a few silver ringers and clasped a black leather strapped Daniel Wellington watch against your wrist. You ran your now dried finger nails through your hair, staring back at your reflection. Satisfied with how you look, you slipped on your black and white checkered slip-on vans and sat on your bed, waiting for Hani who takes nearly a decade to get ready. 

You sighed, slipping out your phone from your back pocket. Reading the time 7:53. 

“Hani! I thought you said they would be here by now!” You shouted, unlocking your phone to go check your social media. Hani barged out of the bathroom, wearing a green parka jacket with a plain grey v-neck tee underneath. She slipped on her tight light blue cropped jeans, dancing in them to make them fit. “I know but I guess they got held up in something. They’re still coming, don’t worry.” She responded breathlessly. Hani rummaged through her dresser for socks, rolling them onto her feet once she found a pair and stepped into her brown Chelsea boots. “Do I look okay?”

You look up and smiled. Hani was one of those girls who can wear something so bizarre yet pull it off. Not that her outfit was bizarre.. not as bizarre as a meat dress. “You look cute.” You say, nodding. “Are you trying to impress anybody?” You added, quirking your eyebrow and throwing her a sly smirk.

“Maybe. Maybe not. None of your business.” Hani said with a toothy smile. You playfully rolled your eyes and shook your head, focusing your attention back to your phone. 

Ever since you were aware of Taeyong’s existence, you checked his social media’s non-stop. And as creepy as that sounded, which was, you were just curious. You were on Taeyong’s Twitter account page with your thumb hesitantly hovering over the follow button. Why was this so daunting? As if something bad would happen to you if you followed him on some silly little app? You had no idea why your heart was in your throat and you had no idea why a complete stranger had so much capability of making you feel like you just ran a marathon. You sighed, closing your eyes and pressing the follow button. As dramatic as this would sound, you instantly regretted what you just did. A groan erupted from your throat as you plopped backwards onto your mattress.

You were practically lost in your thoughts, consumed by whatever that wanted to torment you until you were yanked out of your suffocating mind with a simple knock on your door. You sit up, looking at the door while Hani runs to it, yanking it open.

“Well what the hell took you guys so long?” She said, obviously annoyed.

“Sorry Han, this idiot here,” Taeil grunted, pointing at Johnny who was smiling widely. “thought it was funny to moon people while I was driving. And I guess some old angry white lady’s child, which matter of fact was driving a maroon Suburban family car, saw Johnny’s pasty ass cheeks and told the mom which resulted in her nearly driving us off the damn road.” Taeil snapped at Johnny, sighing with frustration. Johnny and Yuta were quietly snickering in the back. 

You stood up from your bed, picking up your grey Fjällräven backpack and walking towards the door where Hani was, completely amused. “Well that was one of the best excuses I’ve heard in a long time.” She said laughing, “Let me get my bag and we can leave.”

“Pasty ass cheeks huh?” You said towards Johnny, giggling. Johnny smiles and nodded at you.

“What’s your name by the way? I don’t think you’ve introduced yourself to us yet.” Johnny says. 

“Y/n.”

“Now, should we get going?” Hani butts in, walking out the door dragging you along.


You finally arrived to the art gallery hall with the rest of the group. It was quite suffocating actually with Johnny and Yuta constantly bickering over a dumb game called Clash of Clans and Hani and Taeil flirting with one another in the front. You climbed out of the car as soon as it was parked in the parking lot. 

You all headed towards the entrance, not fully realizing how many people actually showed up. Everyone received a brochure by a polite, small older lady once you were past the front doors. Silently thanking her, you separated yourself from Hani and the rest of the group. Walking by yourself, hands in your denim jacket, you looked in awe at all of the surrounding paintings that were hung precisely onto the white wall with small lights hovering over them.

It was unbelievable on how talented a being can be, how delicately yet meticulous lines were drawn and painted onto what used to be a blank canvas. Ultimately, it took incredible talent, dedication and time to create a masterpiece and was presented the opportunity to show an audience with lurking eyes such art.

You slowly padded your feet against the shiny linoleum, your legs having a mind of its own, heading towards a painting that was absolutely breathtaking. So breathtaking that majority of the people who attended this art show, was huddled up one another gazing at it as well.

It was a painting of a girl. The painting was so finely detailed to the point where it looked extremely realistic, as if it was just starting right back at you. But what shocked you the most, is that it sort of had a resemblance to you. You managed to find yourself in front of the painting, searching for whoever the artist was. There the name was. On a small white plaque, written in black lettering. You read

‘Lee Taeyong’.


It’s been almost an hour since the art showing ended and here you were, standing in front of various paintings. Your mind continuously wondered back to Taeyong’s art and you had no idea why. Was it because you were practically obsessed with him? Well, maybe the word ‘obsessed’ is a bit too extreme although you did like him a lot. Or was it because the painting looked like you. It was quite a reach, thinking that the painting looked like you but you continued to question your own thoughts. 

“I hope you enjoyed the show tonight.” A deep voice spoke out. Bringing you out of your hectic thought process, turning your head to the person who abruptly ended the silence within the hall. Your pulse began to quicken as you met the face you were trying to avoid.

There stood Taeyong, his hands shoved in his front pockets. He shifted his legs underneath his black ripped skinny jeans complimenting with his Old Skool Vans and large grey sweater topped off with light blue denim jacket worn over. Your lips parted slightly in awe on how effortlessly handsome a person can be, locking eyes with his. You nodded lightly and brushed your hair behind your left ear.

“Uh.. y-yeah. It was really uhm.. nice.” You said. 

Wait, no that might sound bad. Maybe he thinks I’m trashing on his painting. You thought to yourself.

 “I mean not like I was saying your painting was nice– well I mean, it was nice,  breath taking actually. I- uhm, yeah I should probably stop talking..” You rambled quickly, embarrassing yourself furthermore. You looked down at your feet, biting the inside of your cheek. God why did you have to make a fool of yourself?

Taeyong chuckled slightly. The vibrations of his laugh tickled your fingertips and made your heart do somersaults inside of your chest. Why did you think that was one of the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard? “It’s fine. I understand.” Taeyong says, fumbling with his fingers inside of his pockets. “It’s cute, don’t be embarrassed.” 

You look up to Taeyong and blush lightly, crossing your feet. “Oh.” 

That was all you could say. Oh. You watched Taeyong’s every movement. You watched as he was messing with his fingers in his front pockets, watched how he scanned your body with every curve on your figure, you watched how he smiled slightly and ran his tongue across his luscious pink lips.

“What’s your name? I never caught it whenever I first saw you.”

“Oh uhm, it’s Y/n.”

“Well Y/n, considering that it’s already an hour past closing, I suppose you need a ride back to your dorm?” Taeyong asks, freeing his right hand from his pocket and ruffling his dusty pink hair with his long fingers. You blink widely and scan around the hall, everyone is gone. Even Hani.

“I suppose so, I’m pretty sure my ride ditched me.” You laughed lightly and twisted your ring on your index finger out of a nervous habit. Taeyong smiled and nodded.

“I suggest we go now before we get yelled at to leave by security.” 

And with that, Taeyong and you walk out into the parking lot, leaving you to wonder how your night will end. Wondering about all of the unrealistic possibilities that probably would never happen but all that mattered was that you got to learn about Taeyong. A lot actually. You learned that he actually only finds painting as a hobby, that he basically paints just to spite his art teacher. This you found hilarious, your laughter boomed throughout the car as you couldn’t grasp onto the fact that Taeyong had an outing against his art teacher. You learned that he preferred to dance and as well as rap, which struck you at a surprise. 

“I’m hungry. Are you? I know a 24-hour diner that’s around the corner from here. We could eat there if you’d like.” Taeyong offered. An offer that you simply could not reject. Once pulled into the parking lot of the diner, you both head your way into the diner and was seated immediately, given a menu and your requested drinks.

“Oooh,” You gasped looking at the dessert section. “This raspberry cake looks so good.” Out of your peripheral vision you saw Taeyong smile at you, shaking his head lightly. “What? Why are you shaking your head at me like a mom who just found their 4 year old child eating a whole box of Oreos to themselves in bed?” You add, dropping the the menu to fold your arms across your chest. Tilting your head slightly, looking at Taeyong.

A laugh erupted from his throat and looked at you with such amusement. “Are you speaking from experience or?” He says. You gasped playfully, putting your hand against your chest as if you were offended.

“Are you calling me fat, Lee Taeyong?”

“No. Of course I wouldn’t call you that, Y/n. If you desire a slice of raspberry cake at 11:34 at night, then so be it.”

“Good. That’s what I expected you to say.”

“Oh, you want me to say the opposite?”

“If you were to say the opposite then I don’t think I would be sitting here with you right now.” 

As the night went on, Taeyong and you sat in the diner for another hour, laughing, teasing and flirting with one another. You got your raspberry cake while Taeyong stuck with coffee. It was nice that you were able to talk to Taeyong, finally after weeks of you just staring at him from afar. And you hoped that Taeyong felt the same way.

“It’s getting pretty late. I should take you back to your dorm.” Taeyong says after a moment of silence between you two. You were sad that this hangout was coming to an end but you agreed with him. You needed to get back to your dorm so that you can study tomorrow for a quiz that you have in your maths class this week.

“Okay.” You simply say. 

The two of you left the diner after the bill was paid by Taeyong. Even though you wanted to pay for your cake, he wouldn’t budge, saying that it was his treat for you. The ride back to your dorm was silent, yet it wasn’t awkward. It was a silence that was peaceful. The sound of the tires driving smoothly with the paved road, the sound of music playing lightly in the background. You stared out of the car window, all too familiar with your surroundings, knowing that your dorm building was about to be right in front of you.

Taeyong pulled up to your dorm on the side of the street and put his car into park. You unbuckled your seat belt and turned your attention towards Taeyong who was following your every movement. “I had a lot of fun tonight, Taeyong. Well besides the fact that you bought me cake but I really enjoyed your painting and your company.” You said, unknowingly biting the bottom of your lip. Taeyong smiled lightly and nodded.

“Thank you, Y/n. I had a lot of fun with you as well. I hope you didn’t enjoy that cake as much as my company.” Taeyong laughed as you crinkled your nose and smiled.

“No, of course not.”

“I’m really interested in getting to know you better, Y/n. I hope that we can hang with each other more.”

You nodded, “I hope so too, Taeyong. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Y/n, sleep well.”

You blushed lightly and got out of Taeyong’s car, closing it behind you. You turn around to wave a goodbye once more and headed inside of your dorm building. You knew that you probably looked like you were drooling over Taeyong the whole night, which was basically true, but you couldn’t help but silently thank Hani for somewhat making your life more intriguing. Without her, you probably would’ve never worked up the guts to talk to Taeyong yourself. 

Once you reached your room, Hani wasn’t inside. You decided to quickly take a shower to rinse off and remove your make-up, slipping on a new pair of sleeping clothes. You plopped your tired body onto your bed and tucked yourself underneath the sheets. As you were about to slip into a deep sleep, your notification sound went off. You curiously wanted to check it to see what was going on at 1:46 in the morning. Grabbing your phone from your night stand, you read

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@Lee_Taeyong followed you back!


wooooow. i still can’t believe this took me like 2 weeks to write lol. i had writers block and i didn’t know how to start it off :( i’m not sure how many parts there will be but i will try my best to write part 3 soon! school is coming up and i already want to die but you guys!!!!! i got over 100+ notes on part one and i’m so happy that i could cry! haha but i’m glad that you enjoy it. please ask me questions if you have any or tell me how you feel about this part! thank you so much to everyone who has followed me, i will try my best to update frequently and write scenarios if you have any suggestions :) please make them specific as well! i write about nct u+127, seventeen, monsta x, bts and day6! i’ll probaby make a masterlist soon so bare with me! 

‘cilla

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.”

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 have this incredibly Boring 3 and a half hour math class- any tips on how to survive it/ stay focused?

Hi! Here are a few things:

  • 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