just the friday night lights things

Bygones of the Sun | 01 (M)

Originally posted by hobismole

Genre: Angst/fluff/(future)smut || dance captain!hoseok, bad boy!au, uni!au

Pairing: Reader x Hoseok

Length: 10.4k

Summary: Jung Hoseok was once the sweetheart of the school, the dance captain whom every girl, including you, can’t help but fall head over heels for. But like the force of the ever-glowing sun, everything that rises must also set. A year of inactivity later and he’s now the school’s resident bad boy. You’re a firm believer of allowing the past be the past, and yet you can’t help but wonder where the risen sun has gone into hiding—because perhaps its shadows have out-shined its own radiance.

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It started when, in his distress and desire to escape the Manor, his mother, and everything magical, Draco had started taking frequent, and increasingly random trips into Muggle London. At first, it was absolutely terrifying. He could write a comedy of errors on all his mishaps and faux pas.  But then, it became a thing that he did, just for his enjoyment. He’s never spoken to anyone about it, not even Greg.

On Friday nights he goes to the same gay club he practically stumbled into once when he was bored and looking for something to do. The first time he was there, he was overwhelmed. He didn’t know places existed where men like him could simply get drunk and fuck each other. He didn’t know about strobe lights, or DJs. He didn’t know how easy it was to get fucked. But he learned pretty fast.

On Wednesdays he goes to IKEA. He has no idea why, just that the place fascinates him. On Sundays he goes to the park. Any park. He wanders. He sits. He looks. Muggles still fascinate him. Occasionally they still frighten him. Not that he’d admit that to anyone.’
—  Just One of Those Things by Kedavranox
“For me it is important to share my everyday life.” ~Sam Heughan

Sam and Cait - sharing everyday life.

Balfe:  … Oh, and ‘Friday Night Lights,’ that was a huge one for me,” with Heughan chiming in that the two of them watched “Friday Night Lights” together.

“Catriona [Balfe] and I hang out a lot.” 

“I can feel if she’s unhappy. I just feel it.” 

“Caitriona’s in New York and it’s snowing and she’s cold and miserable. Poor thing. I miss her greatly.”

“Sam was in L.A. filming something and sending pictures of him hanging out in beaches and stuff.”

“Yeah, we do hang out sort of personally as well.”

“But I never go home with my sword and prance around like I’m Laird off set do I ??? Not like others I know.”

“Late night celebratory macaroons.”

“I believe I did have your raw banoffee pie, Caitriona. It’s delicious.”

“And she’s always buying stuff, it’s so true.  … She also buys so many pieces of art work, and clothing.  She spends all her money online.” 

Sam: “I do sometimes do very early sessions, like sorta 4 o’clock or 5 o’clock.”                                                                                                 Cait: “Okay -  never 4 o’clock, okay. It’s always like 5, 5:30.”

Sam: “You can cook… can you?” [Cheeky grin]                                Caitriona: “Shut up, I’ve cooked for you before.”                                 Sam: “Yeah, she’s a really good cook.”    

“We were watching the Night Manager the other day.”

The Friday night stars light up this cold town as my breath freezes mid air, I’m walking somewhere; but nowhere in particular. I just came out to smoke half a pack until my lungs get sore and I finally feel something again. Kicking cans breaks the stark silence of these tired streets, they’ve seen some things; terrible things - but they just stay quiet about it and bare the burdens of time. Neighbourhood dogs bark at my juvenile disruptions and it doesn’t feel so lonely when I hear them so I keep on kicking, Pepsi cola tin rattling - waking up all the sleeping drones locked away snug in their homes; I bet they think I’m a jerk, pulling them from their endless slumber. I’m sorry but I don’t know what else there is to do and I’ve got to keep my mind off it somehow. The streetlights are looming over my head looking like giants; flickering on and off like strobes - I pretend like I’m in a club and the beats are pumping, but it only makes me wish I had someone to dance with. I think this winter will be the longest one yet; there’s no one to light a fire for, and I don’t even feel like staying warm anymore.
—  Winter walks // © @rarasworldbro
Sk8er Girl CH4 (Trixya)- Squeaky Pink
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Trixya!HS AU. Trixie is a nerdy, girly girl with bows and frills. Katya is a skater chick with scuffed knees and a flazeda attitude. When they’re assigned as lab partners, can they discover chemistry together?

(AN: LAST chapter! We did the angst, hurt, comfort, and fluff. Now - smut! Hope y’all enjoyed the ride)

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anonymous asked:

Hey! What're your thoughts on Agents of SHIELD moving to Fridays at 9pm? I'm worried about the future of the show...

Hey, anon! So I apologise in advance if this gets really in depth, but I’m actually a television scheduler myself, so I’m really into how other channels put their schedule together and why they do it.

Anyway, without further ado! Here are my thoughts on the matter. Under the cut for length.

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2D x Reader headcanons

I have some in my mind (would probably add some in the 2D x Reader I’m writing) so here I go:

-Before going to sleep you need to turn on the outside light so a little bit of it enters to the room because 2D is scared of total darkness

-2D sings while doing little things like a sandwich, showering, cuddling, walking around, before sleeping, when he’s bored, etc.

-Whenever he sees a cat he is like: “HEY, there’s a cat, isn’t it cute? I think it is, just like you”

-Zombie Movie Marathon every friday night

-He mumbles while sleeping so if you are awake you record him because sometimes the things he mumbles are about how much he loves you, how cute you are, your name, etc. Next morning you would show him the video and he would say something like “Well, all that is true”

-Hickeys, Hickeys everywhere.

-Your hair is his favorite thing to play while cuddling

-Hugs are very funny because of height difference

-You need to stand on your tip toes to kiss him properly

I’ll upload more now and then~ (Sorry for my bad english btw)

Imagine Chris taking you to Rome for a romantic getaway. (Part D)

A/N: Part 5D. Oh God, this is so long. I’m so sorry, but we’re nearing the end. You can read the previous parts here: (Little Ones - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A/5B/5C) and (Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts; Baby Fever; and Memory Lane - Masterlist)

Chris straightened his tie in the full length mirror in the bedroom while you watched your reflection in the ensuite mirror fix your diamond earrings on. It was your last night in Rome and Chris had made a reservation for a sunset dinner at one of the hotel’s five star restaurant. Like everything else, it’d been a while since you and Chris went out to dinner together. Having a kid meant home cooked meals with the occasional take-out, never fine-dine restaurants because most had an age restriction and Jack didn’t really have the patience to sit quietly for hours. As good a child as he was, he was still a child who would rather eat at home so he could rush to the television after.

“Hey, babe.” Chris called as his eyes darted to the ajar door of the ensuite through the mirror. “You ready? If we want to catch the sunset, we should probably get going.” He refocused his vision onto his tie, furrowing his brows when he realized it was still a little wonky.

“Yeah, just give me a sec.” You called back as you touched up your lipstick. “Do you mind if we call home and check in on Jack and the guys before we head out? Halloween’s tonight, so Jack will probably want to hear from us.” You tousled your loose wave and swiped your hands over the front of your blue sequin shift dress before making your way out of the ensuite.

Chris turned around as you walked out; his eyes lit up because it was that dress he loved which paired nicely with his blue suit. He smiled then licked his lips and fist pumped, making you chuckle softly; he had the same reaction every time. “You look amazing,” he told you, holding out a hand for you to take so he could pull you into his arms.

“As do you,” you told him and straightened his tie for him, making him smile. “Let’s just quickly FaceTime home so we can go have dinner with just you and me.” You pecked his lips and he smiled grew wider. “What time is it there?” You quizzed as you pulled away, making your way to your MacBook.

“It’s six now, so it should be about one in Boston.” He answered, joining you at the table as you called Scott’s FaceTime. “Let’s hope they’re not too busy with their shenanigans to answer our call, ‘cause you just know they’re planning something big.”

“Is that jealousy I detect in your voice again, Chris?” You teased him, glancing over you shoulder. “Need I remind you that we’re about to have a romantic sunset dinner that will definitely lead to other stuff in the bedroom?”

“No need,” he chuckled. “I’m afraid that if you do, I might just make us skip the sunset dinner.” He joked and you laughed before turning back to your MacBook which was still ringing. “C'mon, Scott. Pick up the-” The call was picked up, not by Scott but by Jack who was already wearing his Captain America costume. “Hi, bud!”

“Hi,” Jack grinned, waving into the camera. “Look, I’m Captain America.” He jumped back, posing and making the two of you laugh. “Uncle Scott’s outside helping set up for tonight. Did you want to talk to him?” He asked, closing in on the camera.

“No, it’s okay. We actually wanted to talk to you,” you told him. “We just wanted to check in and see how things were going. You look so good, sweetheart. So heroic, just like Daddy’s Captain America.” His smile widened when you said that. “I’m sure everyone in the neighborhood is going to love you tonight.”

“Thanks, Mama. I can’t wait till tonight, I want to get so much candy,” he grinned. “You look pretty,” he leaned in and smiled, realizing the two of you were dressed up. “And you look handsome, Daddy.” Chris smiled, nodding in acknowledgement. “Are you going somewhere?”

“Just out to dinner, bud.” Chris answered. “You-”

“Jack,” Sebastian’s voice came through and Jack turned to look behind him. “What candy sho-” he cut himself off when he walked into your line of sight, realizing Jack was talking to the two of you. “Hey love birds,” he smiled, descending to his knees beside Jack. “How’s Rome? I know Chris must be hard at work, but surely you’ve had some time to explore.”

“Just a little,” Chris lied, trying not to smile when he heard you chuckle. “We’re just checking in, we’re about to head out to dinner.” Sebastian nodded in acknowledgement, passing Jack the bags of candy he had in his hands. “Thank you so much for helping us with Jack, and tell Anthony that too. We really appreciate the help,” he told Sebastian.

“No problem, man,” Sebastian smiled. “We are having an absolute ball here.”

“Mama, I have to go help put the candy in the bowls outside.” Jack told you and you nodded. “I’ll see you when you get back, okay?” He ran off before you and Chris could say anything else. “Uncle Scott! Do you want the bl…” His voice trailed off the further he got.

“We’re really glad to hear that, Seb,” you admitted, chuckling. “We were both a little worried about leaving him, but it’s good to know that he can handle our absence. I think it has a lot to do with you and Anthony though, but don’t worry-” you laughed. “We won’t make it a habit.”

“Honestly, I don’t mind,” Sebastian chuckled. “I didn’t have to pay for flights, my food and housing are taken care of, and I get to hang out with an awesome kid. As long as I’m not working, you can call me anytime. I am at your disposal,” he dramatically bowed, making both of you chuckle.

“Thanks, Seb,” you smiled. “We’ll see you guys when we get back, our plane lands at eight-thirty which is Jack’s bedtime so don’t worry about telling him or coming to pick us up. We’re just going to grab a cab and we’ll see him in the morning.”

“No problem,” Sebastian nodded. In the background, Jack called out for him. “That’s my cue,” he chuckled softly, getting to his feet. “Have a good night, you two. Don’t do anything Steve Rogers wouldn’t do,” he teased with a wink then hung up.

Chris chuckled softly and leaned in, whispering in your ear. “Aren’t we glad that I’m not Steve Rogers anymore?” His minty breath was warm against your reddening cheek; a smirk could be hear in his voice.

“Let’s just go to dinner, you dork.“ 

• • • • • • • • 

The sunset was beyond compare; you overlooked it from the balcony where you and Chris had a private table booked. There were a bouquet of roses and a bottle of champagne waiting for you as the hostess brought the two of you to your designated table. Chris, like a complete gentleman, pulled out your chair for you before settling opposite you. You smiled at him; he was as handsome as ever and there wouldn’t be a day where you wouldn’t swoon at the sight of those piercing blue eyes and charming smile.

"I know you’re not a huge fan of the bubbly,” Chris began as your personal waitstaff poured both of you a glass of champagne. “I’d just like to make a toast,” he picked up his champagne flute and you mirrored him. “You don’t have to drink it,” he told you, chuckling when you made a face. “I’ve got them preparing your favorite, khalua and coke.”

“Aw, baby,” you smiled. “You just know me so well, don’t you?”

“Nine years does that to a guy,” he winked and you chuckled. “Now,” he cleared his throat. “I know we haven’t had a lot of time to ourselves these past couple of years with all our new commitments getting in the way, but I want you to know that I still treasure and love you.” You smiled. “I can’t promise we can run away from our responsibilities one week every year, but I can promise that I will make more of an effort to give you the romance you deserve. Like we said, it doesn’t matter how big or small the gesture is- it’s the thought that counts. I’ll admit that I’ve dropped the ball a little,” he chuckled softly.

“No you haven’t,” you shook your head, smiling. “Look at where we are, Chris. If you call this dropping the ball then-” you laughed, “what the hell have I been doing?” You brushed your leg with his and he smiled. “You’re doing fantastically as a husband, and even better as a father. I love you and I know you love me, you don’t need to buy me flowers or take me out to show me that because I already know that.”

“I know, but I always like the way you light up when I bring you roses.” He teased and you chuckled. “Either way, I think we should bring back our date nights. Every Friday, we’ll go to Russo’s and have dinner and just talk. I’m sure our parents would be more than happy to babysit for us, or Scott, or Seb from the sounds of things-” he chuckled. “But I don’t think he can afford to fly out on a weekly basis.”

“No, he can’t,” you chuckled. “But we’ve got friends and family in Boston that can help, so yes to date night.” You nodded and he smiled; you smiled back, watching him intently as you thanked your stars that he picked up your coaster nine years ago. “I don’t think you know how much I love you right now, Chris Evans.”

“If it’s any bit as much as I love you, Y/N,” he reached for your hand and smiled when your fingers touched. “I think I have a pretty decent clue.”

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Part 5E up tomorrow. X

demigod jin

Originally posted by rapdaegu

  • i wasn’t gonna start this au yet but y’all know i’ve been having a rough day and i should probably be taking more me time but i wanna write so i figured if i was gonna write well maybe i should do something i really excited about…
  • for everyone who has never read percy jackson, first of all, i demand that you read it because that series did a lot for me and it’s still one of my favorite book series and my happy places??
  • and secondly lemme help with the main idea
  • basically one of your parents is one of the greek gods, being a child of zeus, poseidon, or hades is really rare, monsters hunt you because you’re a half-blood, and lastly camp half-blood is a place where all the greek half-bloods can go and be protected from the monsters and all??     
  • so believe it or not, for this au, that’s right, you’re a demigod surprise!! i’m not gonna say who your godly parent is because that’s no fun, but here’s a list if you wanna read up on them and decide! tell me who it is when you come to a decision omg
  • anyway,,,
  • jin,,, i hate to be stereotypical but jin is the son of aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty
  • ever since jin was a small boy he was dripping with good looks and people became constantly enamored with how good looking he was
  • his dad was a well known fashion designer back home, and so from a young age, jin was also dressed in the most popular and stylish of fashions
  • like imagine baby jin rocking some like scarves and suspenders and beanies and baby converse omg
  • and as a toddler he had the fake glasses and all??
  • because jin’s father is a well known fashion designer, aphrodite was immediately attracted to him
  • a lot of the gods have flings and they’re like wow you’re attractive, but as soon as the kid is born they kinda roll
  • partly from necessity too but like
  • aphrodite really really truly loved jin’s father and she wanted to settle down with baby jin and his father but zeus was like oh no you don’t you’re leaving that mortal right away if we can’t be with those we love, then neither can you
  • and so she tried her best to stay and visit when she could but by the time jin was like two, she was completely out of his life
  • jin’s dad did his best to raise his baby boy, he did, but he was always so overwhelmed and caught up in his work that most of the time, jin was cared for by his dad’s secretaries
  • and when he got old enough, jin really kept to himself
  • everyone was always intimidated by jin because wow the face of a god from such a young age, and child of the famous designer
  • that not many people, especially people his age, ever really took the time to talk to jin or get to know him for who he really was
  • all people seemed to care about was that jin was a pretty face
  • so a lot of people got the impression that jin was self absorbed and conceited but he really learned from an early age that the only thing people seemed to care about was his looks
  • okay but jin gets to camp half blood pretty late
  • i think the average age was around like twelve for rolling up in the camp but jin was fourteen
  • one of his dad’s older secretaries was actually one of aphrodite’s handmaidens and she always worked behind the scenes to make sure that no monsters harmed jin
  • but one day as jin was walking home from his preppy elite rich person school, some crazy demented hag monster lady came at him with a cane that looked much more like a sword when jin took the time to look and soon he was running for it down the streets of new york city
  • luckily the secretary was on her way to pick him up and she packed jin into her car and sped off
  • she had to quickly explain to jin what a half-blood was and what was chasing them and the entire world of the greek gods and goddesses was real and thriving
  • jin handled it pretty calmly at first??
  • he seemed pretty collected as the drove towards camp, because after a bit the monster stopped chasing them
  • when they finally reached the border of camp, jin hugged the secretary and kissed her head
  • “you know i always considered you my mom”
  • and she’s cheering up because she loved jin like her son but this is what’s best for him and she hugs him really tight before ushering him off
  • another key part of camp half blood is getting claimed by your godly parent
  • i read the books in fourth grade and so i might forget some of the details but from what i remember your parent claims you by flashing their emblem above your head or something?
  • it takes jin under a week to get claimed because his mom is like omg my fave son is here!!
  • she makes it really dramatic too because who would aphrodite be if she wasn’t a drama queen?
  • like it’s the friday night capture the flag game…
  • jin is standing with all the hermes kids because that’s where all the unclaimed kdis stay??
  • and chiron (the centaur dude who runs the camp) is dividing up the teams
  • and he’s about to call out aphrodite when there’s this flashing light
  • jin is just kinda standing there obliviously because capture the flag isn’t really his thing, he doesn’t like running around with his dagger and trying to slash people?? he much rather help some of the apollo kids tend to wounds and all??
  • so he doesn’t even realize the light is coming from above his head and everyone is staring at him
  • and he kinda defense mechanism “look i know i’m pretty but-”
  • “spoken like a true son of aphrodite”
  • and he’s like wait wha- OH OH OH
  • and he gets all blushy and everyone is cheering at the aphrodite cabin swarms him and pulls him into a group hug
  • fast forward a few years now
  • jin is the head of the aphrodite cabin
  • he’s like super blessed by aphrodite like not only is he super beautiful, but he’s realized he has the gift of charmspeak, which is basically like his voice is so potent that just by speaking, he can get people to do whatever he wants
  • his charmspeak isn’t the most powerful in the world, but he can still get yoongi, hoseok, namjoon, jimin, and tae to do whatever he wants
  • only jungkook is invincible to his power
  • jin is like a camp legend tbh
  • so obviously you know about him
  • but you’ve never really talked to him, not really
  • all of that changes
  • aphrodite is the goddess of love, need i remind you, and she’s gonna set jin up with you no matter what it takes
  • it’s the friday capture the game
  • finally jin found a part he can play
  • he stands in the buffer zone of the playing arena which is like basically the forest and he helps fix and adjust armor for people who need it
  • you’ve been running around in enemy territory and someone done bludgeoned you with the butt of their sword and your breastplate is dented and it actually hurts quite a bit
  • before the moron can hurt you again, you race off to the neutral zone, hoping someone can help you out
  • wow guess who’s standing there, it’s jin!!
  • you hurry over to him and start trying to pull the breast plate off but something hurts, badly
  • you wince and examine your arm only to realize there’s a pretty nasty gash and you’re like when did this-
  • jin clucks like a mother hen and without thinking grabs your arm to examine the wound
  • you try to jerk away but he gives you this look “there there, it’s okay, you’re not gonna be problematic are you?”
  • you kinda freeze and stare at him and it seems like suddenly you’re in a fog and you can’t get out of it?? like you’re in this dreamlike state and you don’t know where it came from but you feel like you’re out of body
  • but then you snap out of it and kinda-
  • “that stuff doesn’t work on me pretty boy”
  • jin’s eyebrows furrow and he purses his lips and you think he might be mad??
  • but then he starts with the wind shield wiper laugh and soon you’re giggling too??
  • it takes him like seven hours to catch his breath but when he does he introduces himself and you repeat the gesture and you kinda,,, kinda don’t wanna go back into the game now??
  • jin won’t let you either because he thinks you’re cute and he doesn’t wanna miss up in this,,, completely random,,, not staged by his mother,,, chance to meet you,,,
  • so he’s like yah i think you should sit out for a little bit these wounds look really serious
  • he knows that the apollo kids are supposed to handle this kind of thing but he needs an excuse-
  • he grabs some gauze and he dabs your wound with like his shirt or something because he’s dumb,,,
  • and then he wraps your wound but he does such a crappy job of it that the bandages are like five feet thick?? like it’s like there is a balloon on your arm or something…
  • and when he gets your breast plate off he doesn’t actually know what to do about it so he kinda just awkwardly sets it down on the ground
  • it’s my own headcanon that there are some old rusty high school bleachers in the middle of the woods for spectators and people who don’t wanna play and jin just kinda invites you over
  • you two chill on the bottom bleachers and you don’t ever go back into the game because jin is telling you some quality greek puns and you’re in hysterics over them
  • and even after the game ends you two decide that it’ll be fun to hang out
  • there’s like a wild camp bonfire after the game and instead of hanging with your cabin you plop down next to jin
  • the apollo kids are leading with some music and you kinda notice jin humming along and you realize like he has a really really pretty singing voice?
  • you find yourself tuning everyone out and just listening to him instead…
  • but then some of his friends stumble over and they look at you and they get these wicked smirks and they’re like ;)))
  • and jin snaps out of his trance and he starts stammering because yoongi and jungkook are very much interested in who you are
  • because jin never really talks to people outside bangtan or his cabin so they’re like wiggling their eyebrows
  • and jin is like omg nO stOp leaVE
  • and you’re all embarrassed too because maybe they walked over when you were casually leaning against jin’s shoulder…
  • you kinda excuse yourself and you’re like my cabin is calling my nAME
  • but the next day
  • you see jin at the dining hall and you wave and he waves back and after that he shyly comes over and asks if you wanna go to the arts and crafts cabin after breakfast
  • which you do
  • the crafts cabin never has a lot of people in it because everyone rather by climbing the lava rock wall or sparring but nah, jin likes the crafts cabin
  • he brings you in and he’s like
  • “see that huge tapestry?”
  • you nod
  • it really is huge
  • it’s a dark purple with gold embroidery around the edges and the picture on the  tapestry looks like a goddess up near the top holding a long red string in her hands…
  • down below is a boy sewn in holding one end of the string but the rest isn’t finished…
  • jin kinda gets all shy “that’s mine”
  • and you’re like !!!
  • because it’s usually the athena kids that make tapestries but this is probably one of the most intricate and detailed ones you’ve ever seen
  • you go over to inspect it and you’re like wow what aren’t you good at??
  • you two stay in the crafts cabin and he teaches you how to use the loom and you have to share the stool and he has to guide your hands with his hands and you can feel his breath on the back of your neck… amazing
  • the next day you suggest you guys hang out again but you’re like i get to pick what we do…
  • you take jin down to the sparring area and he’s like have you seen me,,, i don’t know how to hold my dagger, let alone use it
  • and you’re like nah it’ll be fine
  • you’re wrong
  • jin has a lot of potential, because he’s broad-shouldered and definitely built for defense
  • but boy lacks confidence and training because people always assume aphrodite kids don’t want to fight at all
  • so you’re like lemme help
  • so you show him how to set his shoulders and how to stand and where to put his weight
  • you teach him how to jab and slice and block and all of those things i learned from wind waker…
  • he’s really clumsy you realize??
  • like when he walks and talks he’s so graceful and godly and poised
  • but seeing him fight he’s like a chicken with its head cut off and you think it’s so so funny like honey…
  • he gets all defensive and red in the face and he tries to show you some rad moves and he ends up tripping and falling and scuffing his knees up and you’re like baby omg what it this
  • you have to go up to the infirmary cabin after that and hoseok is there, being his smiley son of apollo self…
  • he fixes jins knees up while making really exaggerated winks and smiles at you two
  • jin is like hoseok please
  • and hoseok is like hoseok yes
  • you kinda smile but you’re all blushy and shy and you kinda just give him a look but jin is too busy scolding hoseok to notice
  • you two do get a lot closer from that and you try your hardest to bring him out of his comfort zone and all the boys note that he’s so much more smiley and confident in his entire self, not just his looks
  • he i forget what i was gonna say
  • he gets much better at fighting though and you’re like so proud because you made this happen??
  • all the aphrodite kids ship you so so hard and whenever any of them see you they’re like hey honorary sister/brother in law and you’re like nO WAIT WHAT
  • and jin is like haha
  • i dont know what theyre talking about
  • haha
  • hahahaha
  • and he gets all red and his hands get all clammy and he’s like s/o to my mom for making me fall heads over heels in love,,,
  • and you’re like what was that jin
  • and he gets all !! nothing
  • and you’re kinda suspicious but whatever
  • you two flirt and get close and all but neither of you wanna convince because demigod things you know…
  • one day you’re chilling in your cabin and chiron is like yo i need you for a bit
  • and he drags you to the main cabin and he takes you upstairs and whatever and that’s where the oracle is??
  • and basically you get this long drawn out prophecy about appeasing hera’s wrath or something??
  • and you’re kinda in a daze or whatever
  • because you have never been on a quest before?? it’s always been a low key dream of yours? but you were like nah i would never ever be chosen because i am a small insignificant bean but-
  • but nah you’re being chosen?? right here right now??
  • you can;t focus for the rest of the day?/ all you can think about is packing for your quest and who to bring on your-
  • one answer is obvious to you and you’re like oh
  • oh
  • jin
  • jin is the only one you can think about bringing
  • usually a quest is three but it could be two…
  • and you’re all flustered and shy and your heart is racing because you can’t even begin to think about facing the dangers of the mortal world with jin
  • gotta protect him from ugly monsters
  • wouldn’t that be the dream?
  • you don’t wanna tell him right away though because you know he loves being at camp… and you don’t want him to risk his life for your dream
  • but the entire camp gets wind of your quest
  • and jungkook is the one to break it to jin and he’s like pal… buddy… guess what, guess who’s going on a quest
  • and jin is like omg my lill bean congrats!!
  • and jungkook is like lmao um no
  • it’s your loVER
  • and jin just pales and he takes a deep breath because that’s dangerous and risky and you will be unsafe and he will not have this??
  • without thinking about it twice, he runs to your cabin and barges in even though that’s not really allowed
  • you’re packing a small bag of everything you might need and jin just kinda stands there awkwardly
  • “were you gonna tell me?”
  • you stare up at him and you nod a bit and you open your mouth to speak but jin is rambling now
  • “look i know i’m not the best fighter and i’m not that tough or brave or resourceful or talented or whatever!but i’m going to protect you no  matter what, so you don’t have a say, you’re going to take me!!”
  • you smile and inhale sharply
  • you run into his arms and bury your face in his chest “that stuff doesn’t work on me pretty boy… remember??”
  • you two hug super tight and it’s really gentle and sweet and then someone walks in and suddenly it’s a lil awkward…
  • but yes, jin does go on your quest with yoU!! the two of you go together
  • and yes, he’s there to protect you every step of the way
  • from spiders, angry killer dandelions, furies, and crazy goddesses too!!
  • and if you ever get hurt, he’s there to kiss your boo boos better because he loves you
  • tbh from olympus, aphrodite is collecting bets because you two got together on your own…
BTOB: CEO!Sungjae

• literally so spoiled and had everything handed down to him since the moment he was born
• but I truly believe he’d work hard to achieve his success bc he knows his family name won’t back him up forever
• though he’s a very chill and funny guy, he’d keep that side of him hidden to peers and business associates
• one would have to work hard to get him out of his shell and relax for a day
• bc he’s always stressing over something, whether it be a business deal or a law suit that’s being handled by his attorneys
• he’d have very few close friends
• most of which he met through work, or old family relatives
• probably had a few one night stands but he was never interested enough to see them a second time
• plus he knows most of them would use him for his title and wealth
• so he’s never bothered to deal with clingyness and relationships and all those things that are sure to cause a few migraines
• until he notices that new trainee in the hardware department
• where he’s scheduled to visit monthly to keep track of their progress
• and oh my god… he can’t believe his heart just fluttered in his chest
• what is this feeling? He feels like angels are smiling from above when he meets your eyes
• he’d shrug it off and not think much of it, thinking it was completely silly how he reacted and he probably had something weird for lunch that day
• later on, he’s been assigned to keep a closer eye on the trainees to help them become more familiar with the company
• so this ends in you staying late nights to help him with paperwork and whatnot
• neither of you really saying too much to each other, and you can’t help but feel a little intimidated by him
• aside from the shy glances and small ‘thank yous’, that was all that was shared between you
• one night, though, after working so late, he offers to take you out to a dinner in the city- his treat
• ofc you can’t refuse the offer of your boss, and happily join him to a criminally expensive restaurant
• you’d both talk about work, until he gets the courage to ask about your life before moving here and working for his company
• he’d stare at you in awe as you talk and gesture with your hands and your eyes lighting up when you laugh at a lame joke he just said
• this would become a weekly thing
• every Friday, he’d take you somewhere to eat and you’d share your childhood stories and family drama
• and you’d come to find out that he was practically estranged from his parents
• sungjae would look so sad when telling you that his parents were always abroad and that he always spent time with his grandfather, who unfortunately passed away not too long ago
• and it all made sense
• why he was always so withdrawn and cool
• he was lonely
• so you made it your personal mission to find a friend in him
• over time, you can’t help but feel something a little more for the brooding CEO
• and him for you as well, as you could obviously see
• you’d be afraid of making a wrong move and taking things further, seeing as he is your boss and you wouldn’t want to make things awkward
• he would be the one to take the first initiative and hesitantly kiss you one night while working late with him, as usual
• which will result in a passionate make out session that will leave the both of you breathless
• after then, he won’t hesitate to ask you to be more than Co workers and friends
• he’ll still keep things professional between the two of you, but he’d make sure everyone knew you were his when he proposed to you
• and ofc when you eventually got married
• the tall, handsome, brooding, lonely CEO was just looking for someone who’d take him out of his shell and warm his heart
• and that’s exactly what he found in you 💫

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You know, you and I have the exact same amount of experience being parents. We’ve been doing this job the same number of years and months and days as each other. And the truth of it is that we just don’t have any control. You know, for the most part we’re just winging it. And, you know, I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do in this situation. But I’ll tell you what, the most important thing to me is that my daughter be able to talk to me. A girl is entitled to that with her mother. My mother used to tell me that I was gonna hell if a guy ever even touched me. And you know that didn’t work. I’m sure as hell not gonna do that to Julie. And we raised a smart, responsible moral girl. And I have faith in us. And I have faith in her. Now we just gotta let her go.

Jealousy isn't your Color

        Hey, I’m gonna be starting my multi part Dylan imagine series. At the moment I’m planning 4 because when I started to write this it was originally intended to be one but I had so much fun I couldn’t stop. As per usual feedback is ways accepted. Constructive criticism welcome! My imagine box is open. So….lets begin! Y/BF/N stands for your boyfriends name. <3 <3 <3

     You enter the doors at Columbine High School ready to start your senior year. Hand in hand with your new boyfriend it feels like this year couldn’t be bad. Y/BF/N was new to Columbine and Littleton as well. Hed moved at the end of the school year last April. He didn’t finish the school year because of how late in the year he’d moved. 

     “So you’ll have to stay close to me because I don’t know anyone here.” Y/BF/N says shyly. You smile and head with him in the direction of his locker. Your silence is broken when a far to familiar voice spoke up from the crowd paralyzing you to your spot. 

“Y/N!” The voice called. You immediately drop your head and the sudden action confuses your boyfriend. Instead of asking what just happened he opened his locker, slowly out of lacking know how to unlock the locker. 

“Y/N!” The voice is louder this time, you try to hide your face as your shoulder is tapped. Awkwardly you turn around knowing who tapped your shoulder already. 

“Dylan…” The encounter was weird as you’ve missed him so much but in odd ways. Your boyfriend turned around with a huge smile upon his face as hes always looking for more friends he just doesn’t know the past you and Dylan have.

`”Hello im Y/BF/N! Her boyfriend i take it you two know each other?” He shuts his locker to shake Dylan hand. This hand shake didnt go as your boyfriend had planned as Dylan took your boyfriends hand and crushed it in the palm of his, a sly smile sliding over Dylan’s sharp facial structure. 

“Pleasure to meet you, I’m Dylan.” He almost snarls shaking harder than necessary. Finishing the assault on your boyfriends hand Dylan shoves his in his pockets before walking away. Y/BF/N looks at you with slanted eyes before asking you where homeroom is, he wasn’t exactly sweet about it either. 

History class was long as was Trig but now you were in German class, no doubt you would have this class with your best friend, Eric Harris. He don’t typically smile unless your around. He walked through the door and the class fell silent. Trench coat flailing around him awkwardly it was loose fitting to his slender frame. Black combat boots stomping to take the seat beside you. 

“Long time no see where have you been all summer?” His soft hazel eyes would shine in the sunlight were now glazed over as if hed been smoking before class but you knew that wasnt the case. He knew something you didn’t. 

“Iv’e been home all summer, you could have come over you know?’ You giggle at the facial expression of “duhhh” he made before crossing his arms and sitting back. 

“Thing is, that boy of yours and I wouldn’t get along and you know it.” 

You enter the lunch room the kids at Columbine have appropriately dubbed “The Commons”, showing your boyfriend where the cafeteria is. You walk over the normal seat near the back of the room where you see Nick and Brooks eating their meals. You sit down with Y/BF/N taking the seat beside you. Eric and Dylan  not being far away reach the table, Eric smacks the table and sits. Dylan is straight faced and almost angry looking. 

“So who might this handsome lad be?” Brooks asks clearly addressing your boyfriend. 

“This is my new boo!” You laugh trying to lighten the mood. Y/BF/N waves at the table and says his name. Dylan drops his head. 

“Better you than me, right?” Dylan spits with such malice it seemed acidic. His eyes red and body trembling with anger. He walks away leaving the lunch table stunned. Eric who had been surprisingly quiet looks at you with sympathy, a very rare look from Eric. Eventually he too gets up to go in search of his tall friend. 

“So, there’s a back to school bash this Friday night. Coming?” Nick asks after a huge bite of cheese burger. You just shrug and smile a little. Parties aren’t really your thing but it could be fun.


Friday came and you were standing in front of your bathroom mirror. A little black dress and golden pumps fit your frame. Light black winged eyeliner with gold accented eyeshadow. Your face perfectly contoured and lips glossy. Your long h/c hair curled into loose waves that touched your mid back. Loose black and gold cuffs to accent your look and long black nails completed the outfit. A light smile escape your lips as you remember this was Dylan’s favorite dress. He always made it known to you. However your saving your self for marriage. He knew that, your eyes sting with years at the memory if why he left. It was your policies that specifically lead him to cheat on you. Not the other way around.

 "Ready?“ Eric asks slightly slack jawed holding the door for you.

 "Yea, are you?" 

 "Yea I suppose. You look amazing by the way. So…why isn’t he coming?” He asks in reference to Y/BF/N. 

 "He says parties aren’t his thing.“ You shrug and out on your seat belt, Eric had been nice enough to hold the door for you. He stops before shutting the door bending to meet your height. His eyes serious now. 

 "You don’t know the pain you put Dylan through do you?” He scans your body. Not in an uncomfortable way, but more in a searching way.

 "Remember this Harris, he walked away from me. I didn’t walk away from him.“ He stays looking into your eyes a minute before shutting the door and driving away.

The party was buzzing with drunks and the smell of weed unavoidable. It was completely revolting but for some reason you continued to walk into the party. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t looking for Dylan and you’d not be shocked if he didn’t show up actually. It was wrong and you knew it to still want your ex-boyfriend, but something just kept pulling you back to that boy. The music was so loud you felt like a turtle, huddled in your dress to pull away from the music, walking around this way and the smell of weed as well as the smoke took effect and your eyes well with stinging tears from being dry. Trying to find a bathroom you turn around to bump into Dylan’s back. Dylan turns around slowly then once its registered that its you he smiles wide. 

“You look good,” His words are slurred hes already buzzed. 

“You look very handsome as well.” You say grabbing his Vodka from his hands. It burns going down your throat but it feels so good. Y/BF/N never lets you drink. Dylan never cared to let you, you just never took his offer so to see you drinking something as strong as Vodka really shocked the young Klebold. Dylan has nothing to say as he watches you down another 2 swigs, handing it back to him as you finish your sip he sets the drink on the table beside him. 

“You drink sense when?” The question meant to be curious buy came across more turned-on. Turning to grab the drink once more you explain yourself to a highly intrigued Dylan. 

“You left me, I went into a spiral.” Another swig burns like hell. It’s kicking in the Vodka is working. Your head is light weight and you feel carefree. The music burning in your ears you start to dance, pulling Dylan along with you. He was awkward at first but eventually loosening up. He didn’t know what a drunk you was like and honestly you didn’t know either. 

Dylan grabbed your hips and pulled you even closer. The room was spinning and your body burning but you’ve never felt more alive. Grinding to the beat your eyes accidentally lock with Dylan’s bright blue orbs. All movement between the two of you seems to halt, he moves in slowly ever so slowly and almost touches his lips to yours. Teasing you your body burns even more with the temptation Dylan’s handing you. Your about to give in you can feel it. 

“What the hell is going on here?” Y/BF/N yells. 

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I love your blogs^^ I hope I'm not rushing you but I'm just asking if you're continuing your short fanfic Hope you don't mind me asking, take your time =3

Author’s note: confused? here’s part one || ENJOY !!!

It had been a week since you and Seven’s fight.

You had set up camp in Jaehee’s living room and made the couch your permanent bed. Zen had gone over to get some of your clothes for you, and you had been splitting the gas money with Jaehee by carpooling. Surprisingly, everything was running smoothly.

Aside from the fact that you and Seven still worked together.

The first time he walked into the office with bloodshot eyes, and gave you his signature puppy dog look, you wanted nothing more than to run into his arms.

“I never loved you.”

The words that haunted your nightmares pulled you back to reality. I can’t give in… not after what he said.

So every day from that point on, you ignored him, and every day, he looked worse and worse.

“You could at least acknowledge him,” Yoosung sighed, leaning against your desk.

You laughed. “After what he said? Not a chance.”

“Look, I know what he said what awful, but I’m worried about him! Tomorrow is gonna be his first weekend totally alone.”

“What about last weekend? I left on Friday night…”

The blonde leaned in close to you and lowered his voice to a whisper. “He was with me. I stayed with him the entire weekend, and it was horrible! I have never seen Seven so mad at himself, or so…”

He looked around to see if anyone was listening, “Well, drunk.”

You spun around. “He’s drinking again?”

Yoosung nodded. “It’s bad, MC…”

“Well, why don’t you stay with him again this weekend?”

“I have a… thing,” Yoosung looked away from you sheepishly.

“A thing?”

“An LOLOL convention.”


Yoosung rolled his eyes. “I’m just telling you this now, so you aren’t surprised when you find a drunk Seven wandering outside of your window tonight.”

With that, he walked away, leaving you to digest what he just told you.

He’s taking this pretty hard…

You looked over at him. He was staring intensely at the computer, but even from where you were sitting you could see the bags under his eyes. He obviously hadn’t shaved since you left, or even done his hair, for that matter…

Before you could even think about talking to him, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

Yoosung, I already told you-”

“I know he has girly hands, but don’t go mistaking me for him,” Jaehee chuckled

Yoosung, who was heading over to Seven’s desk, turned around and glared. “I CAN HEAR YOU, YOU KNOW!!”

You and Jaehee made eye contact before bursting out laughing.

Seven watched as you threw your head back and laughed. I miss that smile…

Sighing, he turned back to his computer. He really needed something to distract him tonight. He tried to sneak another glance at you.

“Whatcha looking at, bud?”

“SHIT, Yoosung, don’t sneak up on me like that!”

He crossed his arms. “I’ve been standing here for the past two minutes.”


“Soooo, what are you gonna do tonight?”

Seven leaned back in his chair. “I was just thinking about that… maybe I’ll go to a bar?”

“A new one just opened up down the street from here! You should check it out, I heard they serve this crazy drink-”

“Okay, I’ll go.”

Yoosung scratched the back of his neck. “And uh… I talked to MC. She’s still pretty mad about the whole thing.”


“Maybe you should ask her to come back?”

Seven glared at his friend. “Don’t you think I’ve tried that? She won’t answer any of my calls or texts!”

Yoosung gulped. “Well… have fun tonight… drinking…. and uhhh… don’t do anything dumb!”

He walked away and Seven rolled his eyes.

Don’t do anything dumb? Too late for that…

Jaehee looked through her assorted DVDs and sighed. “You can pick the movie, MC.”

You felt your eyes widen, “Really??”

Jaehee takes movie night pretty seriously… this is kind of a big deal!!

“Yeah, you look like you need a win.”

I take it back…

“Thanks, Jaehee,” you scoffed.

She plopped herself down on the couch. “You know that’s not what I meant!”

Deciding you needed a ‘pick me up’, you chose your favorite comedy.

Sitting next to Jaehee, you smiled. “Ready?”


You pressed play, and let yourself forget all about your boyfriend issues.Yet, you still couldn’t help but wonder.

What’s he up to right now?

“Another one.”

The bartender looked over at the five empty glasses surrounding Luciel.

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?”

Seven placed a finger on his chin. “Hmm, let me think…”


“I can still remember her, so no. Another!”

The Bartender sighed, and went to make him a drink.

“You look like you’re having a rough night.”

“More like rough week,” Seven turned toward the voice.

There sat a nice looking blonde girl, probably around his age. “Hi, I’m Mina,” she extended her arm toward him, “but you can call me Mimi!”

“Mimi? That’s a nice name. I’m Seven,” he shook her hand.

“Like the number?”


That was the same thing MC said when I told her my name…

“So, what’s up with all the drinks?”

He laughed. “Well…”

“That was such a funny movie!!”

You nodded, “And the main guy was sooo cute!”

“Not as cute as Zen, ”Jaehee winked.

She got up off the couch and stretched. “I think I’m gonna head to bed. You should do the same!”

“I will…”

She furrowed her brows. “What is it?”

“I’m going to visit Seven tomorrow.”

What? Why-“

You put a hand up. “Just hear me out.”

You told her what Yoosung had told you earlier, and how you think you should at least check on him.

“I want to make sure he’s eating and sleeping correctly…”

“Wow, MC… you’re such a nice person. I would’ve have already dumped his sorry ass.”


She shrugged and you rolled your eyes.

“I’m going over there because… well, it’s the right thing to do… when you love someone.”

Jaehee reached for the lights. “You still love him?”

“Of course! We aren’t broken up; I’m just taking some time for myself.”

“Whatever you say, MC.”

She turned off the lights, leaving you with your thoughts.

“And that’s why I ended up here, drinking alone on a Friday night.”

Wow… well, I can tell you one thing; you aren’t alone anymore!!”

“I’ll cheers to that!”

Seven and his new friend clinked their cups together.

I’m glad I can at least make one friend while I’m out like this… I think MC and Mimi would get along pretty well if they knew each other.

Three drinks later, and Seven could barely see straight.

“S-Seven are youuuu okayyyyy,” Mimi slurred.

He gave her a goofy smile. “I’m perrfeccctttlyyy fine!”

She giggled. “We should get out of hereee!!”

He set down his cup and looked up at her.

Don’t do it, Seven.

She held out her hand.

Don’t do it, Seven.

He grabbed it and let her lead him out.

Don’t do it, Seven.

The two of them got a cab, and he directed it back to his place

Don’t do it, Seven.

He unlocked the front door with slurred Arabic nonsense.

Don’t do it, Seven.

The two of them stepped inside, and she closed the door behind them.

Don’t do it, Seven.

And that was the last thing he remembered.

Two years ago, I was afraid of wanting anything. I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to failure. But now I find I can’t stop wanting. I want to fly somewhere on first class. I want to travel to Europe on a business trip. I want to get invited to the White House. I want to learn about the world. I want to surprise myself. I want to be important. I want to be the best person I can be. I want to define myself instead of having others define me. I want to win and have people be happy for me. I want to lose and get over it. I want to not be afraid of the unknown. I want to grow up and be generous and big hearted, the way people have been with me. I want an interesting and surprising life. It’s not that I think I’m going to get all these things, I just want the possibility of getting them. College represents possibility. The possibility that things are going to change. I can’t wait.
—  Tyra’s essay from the show Friday Night Lights. This stands true for anything that can represent a possibility, not just college. Any opportunity, any open doors. This really struck a cord with me. You have to want it. Whatever your dreams, whatever your hopes, you have to want it. I have to want it. Trying and failing is better than not trying at all. 

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So an anon actually requested that joon’s part be about him and a princess and I thought it sounded really fun so credit for the role idea to that anon thank you v v much so without further ado, here is our leader our rap monster our Kim Namjoon (also this ended up kinda long bc I got really into it)

  • Another sweetheart
  • He’s a bit of a mix of the other members of the hyung line when it comes to him as a prince
  • He’s not as shy as Yoongi but he’s not as loud and outgoing as Hobi
  • He spends a lot of time in the town’s library
  • He knows the librarian by first name and like honestly they’ve gone out to the bakery together and he bought her a flower just to be nice
  • She was actually friends with his grandmother before she had become queen so she has a ton of stories to tell him about how his grandparents met
  • “He was young, about your age and she wasn’t much older, just a month or two, they met in front of this library and he says he fell in love then and there, I didn’t believe him at first but now I think he really did”
  • He could honestly listen to her stories all day bc she reads books to the lil kids all the time so she has that way of changing her voice for different people and getting really animated
  • If he’s not in the library, he’s at the park
  • Depending on the day and time, the park could be many different things
  • If you get there at noon on a Saturday, it’ll be full of squeals and laughter from the kids, all of them running as fast as they can and chattering amongst themselves when they take breaks
  • If you get there in the morning on a Tuesday, it’s all quiet and calm and the ducks are just swimming along in the lake and it’s the perfect time to just grab a book and a warm drink and just relax
  • But his favorite is late on Friday nights bc that’s when the lights come on
  • Every Friday (and only Friday) they light a bunch of candles lining all of the walkways and they sometimes hang some wind chimes from the trees and there’s always a slight breeze so it’s just a really subtle sound of music and everyone talks really quietly bc everything is so peaceful that no one wants to disturb that peace
  • You two actually meet before you’re supposed to
  • You’re in town with your parents to visit the royal family of Ilsan and you’re only gonna be there for like two weeks but you forgot to bring your favorite book so now you have to go down to the library
  • To avoid too much attention, you leave the guards behind and just pull the hood of your cloak up so no one can see your face or the lil symbol on your necklace that signifies you come from royalty
  • As you’re walking up the steps to get into the library, he’s walking out but he’s distracted by calling a goodbye to the librarian so he bumps into you
  • He catches you of course before you can fall back down the stairs and you're just !! like wait what just happened
  • He just kinda tilts his head and looks at you like “where do I know you from?”
  • But then he sees your necklace and he’s like oh oh!!
  • He’d seen pictures of you but he’d never seen you in person but now it makes sense
  • He realizes he’s still got his arms around you so he lets go immediately and then he’s just like see you later and runs off bc he’d been hoping to you know not nearly knock you over when he first met you
  • Before he can leave you’re just like wait wait what’s your suggestion for a book idk this place
  • He just smiles and tells you the name of his favorite book and then walks back over to his guard
  • Your family comes for dinner that night and he greets you all at the door
  • He’s all dimples and he’s just s o polite and he leads you all to the dining room and there’s this huge table all set up for your family and his
  • You two sit across from each other and you can’t help but look at him as subtly as you can bc he’s just so nice looking
  • His hair is this really nice blonde color and his eyes never truly stay still until they land on you
  • He catches you lowkey staring at him and he just gives you a small smile so he doesn’t draw too much attention to the lil interaction
  • He only looks away when your father asks him something and you figure that’s your cue to turn your attention back to your food
  • It isn’t until you’ve been there for about a week that he makes a move
  • He tells you to meet him at the park around ten so you can “discuss the book and maybe just get to know each other??”
  • You’ve lowkey got a lil crush on him bc he’s cute and polite and he’s always so so nice to you
  • He’d never admit it but despite flirting with you any chance he got, he’s actually kinda nervous to meet up with you alone especially at the park bc it’s kinda like his place to go to relax or just be by himself so he hopes you’ll like it bc its special to him
  • When you get there, the candles haven’t been lit yet so you’re kinda looking around for him in the dark but you don’t wanna just sit there and call out his name bc that’d draw too much attention
  • You eventually find him on a bench by the lake and he’s just talking to one of the ducks and feeding it some extra bread
  • “Tell me something Donald, do ducks have crushes? Bc I think I might have one and it’s my first actual crush, any advice?”
  • You’re just trying not to laugh but also you’re kinda just <3
  • You sit next to him and feel brave after hearing his lil confession of a crush so you just kiss his cheek quickly
  • He’s so !!! bc he hadn’t even noticed you walk up so he’s thinking some stranger just walked up and kissed him but nope it’s you and that almost makes him more !!! tbh
  • He tries to play it cool like hey how long have you been here
  • “Long enough to know you actually named one of the ducks here”
  • He kinda just has to laugh bc of course you’d hear all of it why wouldn’t you
  • You hand him the book and you’re like btw I really liked it
  • He gets all excited and just starts firing off questions like who was your favorite character what’d you think of the plot favorite moment???
  • You’re responding just as eagerly and honestly you two spend like two hours just sitting there discussing the book
  • He brought along a lil picnic to snack on while you talked and it just has bread from the bakery and some fruits so you two are just munching away
  • You two spend the entire night just sat in front of the pond talking about anything that comes to mind and he keeps making you laugh which makes him just turn :D
  • When you do have to return home, you two just start writing each other letters about what you’d done that week
  • “I don’t believe in love at first sight but…you could probably change my mind”

Bug of the Day

It’s another Fly Day Friday!

I’m not even sure why I snapped a photo of this fly at the light the other night, I usually ignore these things because they are really hard to id (and I still have no idea what this is beyond Calyptratae, which is just under Order Diptera…maybe it is Anthomyiidae?).

But then, when I had the photo up on my computer screen, I saw the most amazing thing: a pseudoscorpion attached to the fly’s wing! A PSEUDOSCORPION! I haven’t seen one for decades. Very cool. From what I have read, the relationship between fly and pseudoscorpion is phoretic, meaning that neither one is physiologically dependent on the other for survival - the pseudoscorpion (the “phoront”) is just hitching a ride.

“…I was afraid of wanting anything. I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to failure. But now I find I can’t stop wanting. I want to fly somewhere on first class. I want to travel to Europe on a business trip. I want to get invited to the White House. I want to learn about the world. I want to surprise myself. I want to be important. I want to be the best person I can be. I want to define myself instead of having others define me. I want to win and have people be happy for me. I want to lose and get over it. I want to not be afraid of the unknown. I want to grow up and be generous and big hearted, the way people have been with me. I want an interesting and surprising life. It’s not that I think I’m going to get all these things, I just want the possibility of getting them…The possibility that things are going to change. I can’t wait.”

More writing tips: on inspiration management

Most of the writers and artists I talk to have a million ideas. In my experience, we all have way more ideas than time and energy to write them. I personally curate these ideas like they’re some kind of sapling hoard and since people seemed to enjoy my previous little guide on getting actual text on paper, here’s some suggestions on how you could do that.

Jot them down

Originally posted by mobpsycho100

Not sure if it’s like this with everyone, but I get a lot of friggin ideas, and they get IN THE WAY. It’s like those fat flies that crawl into your house and occasionally buzz by to bug you. It’s frankly impossible to concentrate while one is flying around, so I try to write them down fairly fast. That way at least, they’re quiet for a while and don’t clutter up your brain while you’re trying to concentrate on something else.
You can write these down pretty much everywhere. Mine show up in Skype messages, in Evernote, in notes on my phone, in the document on my laptop helpfully called ‘Ideas’, whatever I have handy.
That way, they’re nice and ready, waiting for you when you have time and energy to do something with them.

Perform triage

Originally posted by mobpsycho100

Look, not every idea you get is gonna be great. Or even workable. It’s ok.
That’s why we have more.
Every news room in the world has a meeting or list where they just put down everything that came in that day, from broken bones and idiotic politician gaffes all the way to major wars or epidemics. And then they decide which to put their limited resources into. They figure out the stories that get full front page coverage, they decide which ones get a little blurb and which would look better as a graph or a video.
When working with your own ideas, you can do pretty much the same thing.
You find the right format for each idea.

Archive the useless ones

Originally posted by mobpsycho100

You know the ones. Seems like a great idea at three in the morning on a friday night, but you look at it in the bright light of day some time later and its… nyeeeeeeh. It happens.
Maybe not because they’re bad ideas, per se, maybe they’re just not something you can do anything with. Because the style, the genre, the fandom doesn’t fit. A court room drama with ninjas or your favourite character as a caveman might sound quirky or interesting, but if you can’t find a good story for them, or don’t have the background knowledge to make them exciting, they’re not of use to you. Onto the archive pile they go.

Put out the quick ones

Originally posted by mobpsycho100

Some ideas have more story in them than others.
If anyone has ever wondered why I write so many au’s and one shots, this is the reason.
The 'what ifs’ can make for some really awesome worlds, but you probably don’t have time to write a full trilogy for every one of them. Imagining my favourite sports anime boys in the zombie apocalypse, for instance, makes for some gripping scenes, but not much more than that. So I just write those scenes and leave them out there for people’s imagination.
The same thing happens with short scenarios. A cute quirk, a single action can make for a nice scene or short story but, at that point, nothing more.
Writing these out is a form of practice that makes you feel good about yourself, because it’s fast, you accomplished something and you have something to share. A lot of people enjoy reading scenario’s and imagines, so you may also get feedback to keep you motivated for the bigger stuff.

Store and recuperate scenes

Originally posted by n5fw

This one might be a bit controversial.
Ideas come in many forms. Sometimes a paragraph writes itself in your head. Sometimes you come upon an alternate time line and spend the next six hours breathlessly chatting to friends about the many depressing things that this entails. Sometimes you just imagine your favourite character in a Napoleon era style military uniform and really dig how he looks in it.
Many times, I get more cinematic ideas. Basically: scenes. Someone walking through a fantasy version of Alexanderplatz, a guy playing basketball with his s/o, a particularly fluffy moment between lovers on a lazy Sunday morning.
Here’s the thing with scenes: they are the building blocks of stories, and you can slot them into different ones. If a particular scene is very vivid in your brain, just write it out and save it for later.
Some of my stories are basically scenes that I strung together and wrote out to make them coherent. The plot doesn’t always come first. Sometimes the scenes dictate the plot.
Also, I have absolutely written out scenes and later put them in another story when I decided the original au was going nowhere. This is fine. They’re your scenes and you can do with them as you wish. Pick out the best parts, dust them off, rewrite for the new reality and your new story quickly gets some more substance.

Pat attention to the strong ones

Originally posted by ergo

You can guide inspiration, but only so far.
The more I write fiction, the more I believe that a lot of the themes and scenes that pop up are basically things I myself am dealing with.
The strongest ideas are the ones that resonate the most with you personally.
We write about lovers because we want affection, we write angst because one way or another, this gives us catharsis. We write adventures because part of us wants to see the world, preferably without actually coming out of the couch.
We write because we want to imagine these things happening. As writers, we want to get lost in this scenario, and we want to take readers with us.
So pay attention to the strongest ideas.
These are the ones that keep popping up long after you’ve already made notes for them, the themes and storylines that show up in a million different ways in a dozen different character configurations.
They’re the ones that are, possibly on some subconscious level, the most important to you.
And if my personal experience is anything to go by, they’re the ones that make for the best stories.