just-need-sleep

the train of lost souls

fantasy au

pairing: jungkook | reader, hoseok | reader
genre: angst and tiny bits of fluff
word count: 13.610
warnings: mentions of past death 
author’s note: I promise it’s not tragic, though it might seem like it at first. pls believe in me! :)) on another note, let’s just pretend they are all the same age here, since I planned the story that way~


The moment you step inside the train, you are given two options.

You can choose to live, to be given a second and a last chance in life, in exchange for your memories and your previous existence. You can choose to be alive again, but it can only be an entirely new life. Everyone you’ve ever crossed paths with would forget your name. All the pain and the love you knew, all the ups and downs that made you hurt and made you smile — all of it, completely gone.

Or you can choose to move on, to give your life away while keeping your memories until the end of time. To step out of the world of the living and to embrace a new kind of loneliness, but with the warmth of your past always safe between your cold hands.

You are dead, but it’s up to you to do something about it.

The choice is solely yours.

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imagine life in wanna one dorm

- winkdeep rooming together 

- guanlin sneakily switching room keys to be jihoon’s roommate 

- pretends not to understand korean when they tell him he cant just switch roommates just because he wants to room with jihoon

- daehwi wanting to room with baejin but jihoon already claimed

- jihoon leaving out every morning proud of his outfit while the rest look on confused ((guanlin would say woah at everything his hyung does))

- jisung the naggy mom making them pack their mess every morning

- ongniel rooming together and stay up late for heart to heart talk 

- splitting up ongniel just for the banter then them moving back to the same room after laughing haha wdym ongniel not rooming together

- sungwoon constantly mocked for being shorter than the maknae

- woojin hiding his laugher at hyung line’s not so innocent jokes

- hyungs realise woojin isnt as innocent as he seems and teaches him the interesting way of life

- jisung and jaehwan team up to tell ghost stories at night to scare the babies

- ong stays up all night thinking imagining the scenes while kids are sound asleep

- wakes daniel up bcos he doesnt want to be alone but all he gets is a satoori ramble of sleeptalking

- orders delivery and makes jaehwan pay for it since he’s the richest and “doesnt have to split money with an agency”

- jisung setting a bedtime “so the kids will grow” when really he just needs his beauty sleep his 27 year old bones need rest

- maknae line wakes up in the middle of the night because they heard scary noises when its just jaehwans psychotic laughter

- minhyun and sungwoon constantly playing nuest/hotshot’s music 

- jisung refusing to room with daniel again after his teeth grinding and sleeptalking woke him up at night

- jihoon and baejin want to room together but daehwi wants to room with baejin and guanlin wants to room with jihoon

- daehwi feels bad that woojin might be left out and wants woojin to room with him too

- not enough space in the room for so many love lines and woojin actually wanted to room with the hyungs instead of his childish dongsaengs

- daehwi trying to convince the young line that the living room is actually a good place for them sleep permanently bc it’ll be like a big sleepover

- actually just wants everyone to be together all the time

- sungwoon bringing more things into the house than he did to 101 dorm

- stocks up the house with the same amount of food as they did for ioi but is finished before night time

- jisung didnt believe how messy guanlin could be and gets shocked at his luggage  

- minhyun glad that seonho isnt around to bother him 24/7

- secretly orders pizza and chicken to cube in the afternoon and late at night so that seonho can have his 5 meals a day

- guanlin invites forced to bring seonho to the dorm and byeongari chest bumps everyone but by the time he reaches his 10th hyung he realises one is missing

- minhyun is hiding in the room, tired of him after 5 seconds of meeting

- ong and jisung making everyday life a variety show

- jisung and jaehwan forced to un-room after the first night from disturbing the whole house with their mixture of psychopatic laughter and incessant talking

- daniel grinning non stop at how pretty the house is and secretly planning to smuggle his cats over

- daniel and woojin helping each other to make their satoori into a talent for variety shows 

- guanlin having so many things to say but cant express himself in korean

- one day explodes with a monologue in perfect korean and the whole team is sh00k by the maknaes speech

- guanlin is unstoppable after that day and joins savage line

- ong and jihoon pranking every member that enters their room with a new scenario everyday but they fall for it everytime

bonus *if seonho lived with them*

- wonders why he needs to be assigned the room when he’s going to sleep with hyungs anyway

- lies on minhyun’s bed bc his bed is too empty and drives minhyun so crazy he leave the room

-  minhyun returns and realises seonho fell asleep on his bed

- his roommate gets ready to record the moment where minhyun flips seonho off the bed but he just pulls the blanket over seonho and goes to sleeps on the couch

Break M'Own Rules

Harry X Reader: Angst

In which alcohol and pricks make for a messy, angry Harry.

Request? No

Author’s note: I don’t really see Harry ever being violent, but I had a dream about this and really wanted to write it soooo.


Tonight has been the most fun you’ve had in a while. You’re sat at a table in Harry’s favorite pub, crowded with his close friends. There are some that he keeps in regular contact with, but more that he only gets to see on the off chance that he’s home for a while and free from any work.

Harry’s been smiling all night, cracking terrible jokes and laughing overzealously at the little quips that anyone else makes. He’s had at least one too many. His smile is lazy, an uneven little smirk. His arm is stretched out across the back of your chair and he keeps touching you, brushing his thumb over your far arm, randomly spattering kisses along your cheek or over your bare shoulder. Sometimes he leans on you and you have to shove him off when he becomes a little too heavy, worried about tipping out of your chair. But he only grins at you and then joins back into whatever conversation is happening.

The group has begun to thin out. A few friends have left in pairs, babbling about being tired or having things to do tomorrow. You and Harry assure each of them that there will be more get-togethers before he’s off around the world for work again. Harry expresses his love with sloppy words, too buzzed to get up from his chair and hug them. Then there’s only Nick left.

“Yeh ‘bout ready to g’home, kitten?” Harry’s leaned his head on your shoulder again, growing hair falling into his heavy eyes.

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Bedtime Sentence Starters

“It’s time for bed.”

“You really should get some sleep.”

“You can finish that up tomorrow.”

“How are you still awake?”

“Why are you still awake?”

“If you don’t go to bed soon, you’ll fall asleep at the table.”

“You look so tired.”

“There’s nothing wrong with taking a nap.”

“I don’t need sleep.”

“Just five more minutes and then I’ll sleep.”

“I just need to finish this first.”

“I can’t sleep now. I just drank a huge cup of coffee.”

“I’ll sleep. Eventually.”

“I’ll go to bed if you do too.”

“Okay, fine. I guess I’ll finish this tomorrow.”

“I’m not that tired.”

anonymous asked:

Could you do 11 for Steve x Diana? 🙏💜

19. post-coital cuddle — another modern AU/steve-is-reincarnated-AU/who knows

Steve flops back against the bed: lips parted, eyes closed, bare chest heaving with short, labored breaths. The fingers of his left hand are still tangled tight in her formerly crisp sheets, and she lays her hand over them to ease the tension from his knuckles.

“Nnngg,” Steve mutters. If it’s meant to be a word, it’s in a language Diana does not recognize.

“Steve?”

He cracks an eye open to look up at her. 

“Are you alright?” she asks.

Most men, in her experience, do not appreciate being asked this question in this particular moment: just after sex, still naked and exposed. Men demand pleasure in unreasonable quantities, yet scoff at the suggestion that they might not be able to handle their own exaggerated expectations.

But Steve is not most men. She learned that long ago.

He chuckles, lifting his free hand to curve it around her cheek. “Never better, Diana. Seriously. I just…I might need to sleep for a few hours. Possibly days.”

He tilts his chin forward, asking for a kiss he has no energy to lift his head for, and affection courses through her so hot and fast, she has to bite back the urge to swoop down and press him into the mattress. Instead she leans down carefully, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face as she softly kisses his lips, his cheek, his jaw. Then she extracts her legs from around his waist, rolling to lay beside him, hand splayed across the broad, firm stretch of his chest.

“So,” says Steve, after a beat. “About that museum event tonight.”

“You don’t want to go?” Diana guesses.

“Uh. It’s not—I mean, I want to go. I just—”

“You’re too tired.”

His nose scrunches as he tilts his head to look at her, more amused than affronted. “Ouch. I mean…not inaccurate, but still. Ouch.”

“You’ve been away all week, of course you’re tired.”

He grins, waggling his eyebrows.

“Yeah, it’s the being away bit that’s really getting to me right now.”

She ducks her head, smiling into the skin of his shoulder. “Stay home tonight.”

Steve’s palm skims along the line of her arm. “Do you have to go?”

“I do.”

“Then I’m going too.”

“But—”

“Nope, I’m going too. I just uh…” He yawns, his words blurry with near-sleep. “How much time do I have to nap?”

“About an hour. I’ll wake you, if you like.”

“I like very much,” says Steve, closing his eyes. “First we—well, no. First I sleep, then we mingle, and then we both sleep. That’s the plan.”

She brushes a stray piece of hair off his forehead. “I’m looking forward to it.”

Unsent: Jughead Jones X Reader (Part 1)

Hello! Back at it again with the Jughead fanfiction b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶h̶o̶t̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶i̶ ̶a̶m̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶. Hope you guys enjoy, this is part one of what is planned to be ten. Let me know what you think! :) - Juggie xx

p.s. this is also on my ao3!

Plus: subtle beronica

Words: 764

Warnings: some cursing, vv awkward

Part One: The First (Failed) Move

It was a Friday night sleepover where you had let it slip that you had a crush on Jughead, and Betty and Veronica would not let it go.

Truth or dare was your least favorite game for a reason, and when Kevin Keller asked who you were currently crushing on you couldn’t lie. You had liked Jughead for around a year, and the three of them were immediately thrilled with ship names and ideas of what your first date would be like. The only problem was you had no idea if Jughead liked you back or not; that’s when Veronica gave the advice that would change your way of life for the next week.

“You have to be confident (Y/N)! You flirt with that boy and let him know you want him, no one can resist confidence.”

And that’s what got you here, sitting in a booth with the gang trapped tightly between Veronica and Jughead. Not that he noticed, he was so enthralled in his writing he couldn’t care less that your knees were touching. You were screaming inside your head, you were touching!

You revisited some of the advice given to you the previous Friday and as you were about to put your hand on Jughead’s knee…“(Y/N).”

You nearly jumped up, moving your hand away from his leg so fast it hit the table. “Yes?”

They all looked at you with questioning looks, even Jughead had looked away from his writing for a second. Archie laughed, “Woah, why so jumpy? I was just going to ask if you took up Betty and Ronnie’s offer on joining the Vixens.”

You blushed and shook your head, “No, I don’t think cheer leading is for me.”

Veronica immediately interjected, “But you’re so hot (Y/N)! You’d make a perfect Vixen!”

Archie and Kevin laughed at the embarrassment etched on your face, Betty only looked down and offered, “You can’t force her to join us V.”

Veronica gave her a look that simply screamed ‘this is part of the plan dumbass!’ You gave Betty a thankful nod, then sighed, “I’m sorry to let you down.”

She smiled at you, “Don’t worry about it sweetie. You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”

The conversation soon picked up again, this time focusing on Archie’s music and not you. You took this as your chance. “Jug?”

He turned to look at you, seeming somewhat annoyed that you had interrupted his writing. You had been best friends with him since you were both young though, so the look didn’t sting so bad. “Yes?”

'Do you think I’m hot enough to be a Vixen?’ “How’s the writing coming along?” Shit. That’s not was I meant to say.

Jughead gave you a smile, seeming happy in your interest. “It’s going well, thanks.”

He was going to turn back towards his laptop but you quickly touched his knee getting his attention and shocking yourself. He gave you a curious look, oh shit. ‘I really like you Juggie.’ “Any new clues leading to a suspect?”

He laughed, “No, not since you asked this morning, are you alright?”

'Can I kiss you?’ “Yeah!” You removed your hand from his knee and held your hands together in your lap. “Just a little tired.”

“It is getting kind of late, do you want me to walk you home.”

You tapped Veronica to let you out, and she moved to let you do so. “No, I’ll be alright.” You waved to them all, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

As soon as you had walked outside of Pop’s your phone was blowing up with texts from the girls and Kev.

From B: You made progress? Better luck tomorrow :)

From V: What was that??

From V: I saw you touch his knee, why’d you ask about the novel??

From V: The cheer leading thing was the perfect setup!!

From V: We are having a chat tomorrow morning young lady >:o

From My Gay Boyfriend: Is your hand okay?? Smfh girl what were you doing under the table? ;))

Later that night you got a text from Jughead himself, he liked to text you good night every night with an English quote of some sort. Just a perk of having him as your best friend.

From Juggie: Are you really okay? You seemed out of it earlier at Pop’s.

To Juggie: I’m fine, just need some sleep. :)

From Juggie: “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” - Ernest Hemmingway. Good night (Y/N).

To Juggie: Good night Jug :)

Unsent: I love you.

The boss' darling

It starts as a joke. The auror department considered Newt Scamander one of the most adorable creatures that they’ve met. But after a few weeks of him being their consultant it became clear he was only for their boss.

At least that’s what it looks like. Because they’ve never seen Percival Graves act like he does when Newt is around. And before they notice they start to call him Graves’ darling. But it’s just a joke.

And, in their defense, that begins because Director Graves behavior changed after Scamander’s arrival.

He is less angry and grumpy when Newt’s around. He uses to carry the magizoologist in his arms when he falls asleep (and Newt falls asleep anywhere if he’s tired; cafeteria, garden or even over an auror’s shoulder). Graves takes him to his office and close the door, warning anyone near by what would happen to them if they dare to wake him up.

Director Graves also likes to take Newt out to eat or he brings him food himself, making sure the reddish hair wizard eats properly and he doesn’t miss any meal. Newt argues with him sometimes, assuring him he can take care of himself, but Graves prefers to ignore him.

And he has good reason to do it.

Because one day Newt scared the hell out of them.

It was almost New Year’s Eve, the magizoologist was talking with auror Goldstein about maticore’s venom. They all knew he wasn’t sleeping well because of the dark shadows below his eyes, but they had no idea he had forgotten to eat. They didn’t know he was that weak until Goldstein yelled his name, scared when Newt’s eyes closed. Fortunately, Graves was near them, speaking with Picquery, but he was keeping an eye on him (their boss was always looking at Newt) and appeared next to him just in time to catch him in his arms before he fell to the ground.

The healers told them he was going to be fine, he just needed food and sleep. They all were to see him when he finally woke up, just a quick visit to make him know they cared. They left eventually, when the healers insisted, but Director Graves… He didn’t leave Newt’s side and even growled at the few people who were brave enough to try to convince him otherwise.

They weren’t successful of course. He looked angry because ‘It seems, Mr Scamander, you don’t care about your own health. How could’ve you forgotten to eat?’ but they knew better to see all that attitude was just to hide the fact that he was deeply worried.

Another thing they start to notice is their boss seems awfully incapable of keeping his hands to himself when Newt’s around. There’s always a hand touching the wizard’s shoulder, fingers ‘fixing’ the magizoologist bowtie, hands cupping a face full of freckles, arms around a waist just to prevent the other one from 'falling’. 'Be careful, Newt, this path is particularly slippery,’ which is a total lie and they all know it, but their boss looks happy and Newt doesn’t seem to mind.

And don’t let them start about his boss jealousy, because boy he is jealous. He can’t help but to get involved in any conversation Newt is in, because he can’t stand the magizoologist paying too much attention to someone that’s not him. Nor he can’t help but glaring and snarling at anyone who looks at Scamander like they’re interested.

And that poor poor soul that tried to flirt with Newt that day. It was one of the British aurors that came to discuss of international security with Madam Picquery. He recognized Newt because he was Theseus’ colleague. He asked about Newt’s work and they all know the magizoologist gets very excited when someone asks about his creatures. And he smiles and giggles with the British auror and the man looks charmed (because why wouldn’t he be, Newt’s truly adorable).

“Theseus didn’t tell me you were so cute,” he comments and Newt blushes prettily.

And that was the last thing they heard him say because he died that day.

Okay no, he didn’t, but it was a close call.

“Newt, I think Miss Goldstein is looking for you,” Director Graves says and the magizoologist nods and walks away quickly. The British auror wants to follow, but is stopped by Graves.

They don’t know if was something their boss said or just the murderous look on his face, but the auror paled suddenly and he never tried to talk with Newt again.

The poor guy.

So their joke begins, they don’t even remember who came up with it, but they don’t care, because somehow it feels so natural to call Newt the boss’ darling that some days they even forget it’s a joke.

But then some messes up and does it while Graves is still in the room with them. They all get petrified, while watching their boss blinking in surprise.

“What did you say?”

Kenneth looks up in horror, realising his own mistake.

“I’m terribly sorry, Sir.” He mumbles.

“You called Newt my 'darling’?”

“I didn’t mean… It was a-”

But Director Graves doesn’t seem to care, he looks like he’s forgotten they’re more wizard in the room with him because he starts to smile to himself.

“It’s okay. No harm done,” he assures, shocking everyone. “Now… Where were we?”

So… The rumor spreads and they all start to think that maybe Newt is, in fact, Graves’ darling.

Until Queenie tells them the truth.

“No, they’re not dating,” she informs.

And honestly it makes them feel disappointed because now they’re sure that their boss is pining and Newt is completely oblivious to everything.

Well… there must be something they can do about it.

So they tell Newt and hope for the best.

The magizoologist face turns completely red and he looks like he doesn’t quite believes them. He’s about to argue when Percival Graves walks in the room.

“What’s going on here?” He frowns at them, but his irritation changes to worry when he looks at Newt. He approaches him and cups his face in his hands. “Are you okay?”

They’re not sure if is something in the way he looks at Newt or in his voice, but suddenly the magizoologist eyes’ wide with realization right then and there.

So he smiles at Graves, a beautiful soft smile, and leans in to kiss him. The kiss is quick, because Graves is still in shock to respond so Newt steps back, thinking he’s made a mistake.

Director Graves grins like he just finished all the paperwork for the next ten years and tooks Newt by the waist and kisses him with all he has.

But he stops after a moment, suddenly remembering his aurors are still in there. Newt must have remembered it too, because he hides his face in Graves’ neck.

“Will you be standing there all they? Are you planning on returning to WORK anytime soon?”

That’s their cue to leave and they do with pleasure because their mission is accomplished and honestly they both look so cute together.

So they leave Director Graves and his darling alone.

Alternate Theory for Chicago Typewriter Ending: The Past is the Present

OMG OMG OMG…. I just had this crazy theory about the ending of Chicago Typewriter… 

What if… the ending was actually the present? What if Shin Yool was the one who was time traveling this whole time? What if… because he dreamt of the future, he was able to change their fates? And this allowed his image to appear in the picture because he was successfully reborn to meet Se Ju and Seol! Thus, confirming his existence in the future… And the reason why Hwi Young didn’t show Soo Hyun the ending of ‘Chicago Typewriter’ was because he didn’t finish writing it yet since they haven’t achieved their goal.

Ugh… I highly doubt this is true, but sometimes these kind of endings are so tricky because they are open-ended with no absolute closure. The scene in which Shin Yool reunited with Hwi Young and Soo Hyun was very similar to the scene in which Soo Hyun tried to steal ‘Chicago Typewriter’ to read… but instead of Shin Yool interrupting the fight to help out Soo Hyun… this time he looked at them with hope and confidence because he knew they will be reborn in a liberated Korea. Shin Yool even quoted, “I’ve been dreaming,” after Hwi Young told him how he napped in broad daylight. Most importantly, the picture that Shin Yool looked at didn’t have his image… but later on his image appeared in the picture in the last scene. I think it appeared because, this time, he changed his fate of being killed by Soo Hyun (and sealing himself in the typewriter) to the three of them successfully living their past lives to be reborn in the future. 

And the reason why I think Shin Yool couldn’t remember his death was because, presently, he had not experienced his death… therefore he could only remember up to where he left off before falling asleep/time-traveling. (Of course…. he could also have not remembered his death because he died a sad death by Soo Hyun while also having regrets). 

So perhaps, the ending of Chicago Typewriter wasn’t the “ending”… but only the beginning for the main characters’ past lives to eventually be reborn in the future?

I don’t know… I think I’m just making up stuff cause I really wanted to see Shin Yool be reborn… poor sunshine suffered so much after learning of his betrayal and his death. I think I’m just overthinking this lol… 

Here’s my overall review of Chicago Typewriter that’s more sensible lol… 

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