Captain Underpants Movie headcanon, (might contain spoilers). Melvin likes turtles about as much as Harold likes dolphins, but unlike Harold, Melvin is more low-key about it. He collects turtle plushies, but no one in class knows about this. He wanted to have a pet turtle, but his parents said no since they already have the pet cat Danderella (which of course is more their cat than Melvin’s pet, but whatever, it’s not fair).


Crossover: Super Mario X Pokémon

No one knows why, but one day, Pokémon were found everywhere in the Mushroom Kingdom. The Koopa Troop, wasting no time, caught a bunch of them while Bowser built a League and kidnapped Princess Peach afterwards. After receiving a Pikachu and Pokédex from Professor E. Gadd, Mario or Luigi must collect eight keys to enter Bowser’s Castle and save the princess, while Wario or Waluigi tries to do the same.

Business and Pleasure - Part 15

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 1,833

Warnings: Swearing, angst

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

By the time you arrived back in New York, you were pretty sure that you had cried out all the tears your body could possibly produce. Your eyes were dry and bloodshot, and you couldn’t stop the constant shivering that had started sometime during the flight back. You spent the entirety of the flight trying not to cry. You hugged your knees to your chest as best as you could in the cramped plane and stared out the window. Thankfully, you had plenty of music on your phone, so you simply plugged in your headphones and tuned out the rest of the world.

Once you landed and collected your baggage, you realized just how late it was. The sun had set during the flight, and it was now well past midnight. You could have easily called a taxi, but you weren’t sure that you could handle being stuck in the back of a taxi for the ride back home. You didn’t want to have to make awkward small talk. All you wanted was to curl up in bed and sleep. 

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neil having a moment when he starts unpacking all his stuff in his and andrew’s first apartment. because he has so much stuff. he has way more than those eight outfits he always had before he stopped running. more than one pair of shoes. and pictures of not just of kevin but of all the foxes. of him and andrew. all the keys he’s collected over the years. and he’s just added another, a key to his and Andrew’s apartment
he has so much. he has andrew.

The Old College Try (Lin/Reader roommate AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part One: In which there are rooming assignment mishaps, salsa dancing, and Lunchables.  

You can find Part Two here!

You can find Part Three here!

Note: Write-a-thon Day 1! This can probably stand alone, but I’m tentatively calling it Part 1 out of 3. College!Lin is hard to walk away from, and I have plans for him.

Rating: T

Words: 2803

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This was inspired by a very naughty gif @canistay-haz posted that wasn’t very nice and now i’m all worked up … so thank you 

She initiated it, maybe it was because of the way he was looking at that particular moment or the way he smelled, like himself but on this particular day and with no plans without the heavy scent of his cologne which Audrey loved, no it must have been a mixture of both … 

It was a Thursday the day Harry received the news one of his songs hat hit the charts, granted it was only #14 but the charts all the same. She had just gotten back from work, limbs bearing streaks of technicolor paint showing it must have been a very productive day. Harry was in his office when he heard the distinct sound of her keys dropping into the small paint can they had hung next to the door to collect keys and other nic-nacks that were often needed as one was rushing out of the door. 

Poking his head around the corner he called to her, “Audrey come in her a mo’ sweetheart ’ve got summat to show ye’” she smiled shyly at the nickname, taking quick steps to her husband. 

“What have you got Harry?” she came up behind him something stirring as she took in his appearance, a worn white teeshirt holes along the collar and hem, with a pair of light grey sweatpants she knew would hang low on his hips should he stand up, the strings hanging untied in the sides of his almost unnoticeable bulge. She wanted to change that, make it almost painfully big … frowning at the very uncharacteristic dirty thought, urge really, she blinked and stared blankly down,

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Three days after winning the Cup, Fleury showed a side that nearly caused one of his dearest Pittsburgh friends to do a spit-take. Michael Hornick, a Caldwell Banker agent, sold Fleury his Moon Township home and attends to it when Fleury and LaRosee return to Sorel during the offseason.

“I went over to collect the keys; we’re talking about a few things as ‘Vero’ says she is taking their dog, Lilly, out,” Hornick said. “Next thing I know, Vero is running back into the house, screaming something in French, and she runs back outside after grabbing something from the kitchen drawer. Fleury and (Penguins defenseman Kris) Letang leap off the couch, and all I see are shorts and flip-flips in front of me. I thought there was an emergency.”

Hornick stepped outside to the sight of Fleury and Letang trailing LaRosee – the three of them chasing an ice cream truck.

“I caught up with him and said, 'Marc, you make a lot of money; you can probably buy some ice cream and keep it in the house.’ He said, 'Yeah, you’re right, but this is more fun.’ Then, he smiled, turned around and started buying ice cream for all the neighbors.”

–Rob Rossi, Pittsburgh Tribune, December 2009

Goldilocks || 01

Rated T (language and suggestive themes)

Summary: After getting evicted, your two best friends Jimin and Taehyung offer you a place to stay until you get back on your feet. Needless to say, with a part time job and a mountain of student debt, that’s not happening any time soon. Eventually, they DO become really fond of having you around, helping with chores and even splitting rent. So when you come home one day to find someone has been sleeping in your couch-bed, well… it’s something you won’t take lightly.

Word Count: 1.2k

Link to: Goldilocks Masterlist | Next Part 

not my photograph, credit to owner


“Yah!” Jimin roars, glaring up at the remote on top of the bookshelf. “Taehyung, get your sorry ass over here NOW.”

“He left twenty minutes ago for snacks,” you inform him from the couch, staring at the blank television screen like it’s the ever so dramatically referenced void, the mid-winter cold that’s permeated through the apartment not allowing you to do much else.

“____, this isn’t fair,” Jimin grunts, jumping in a futile attempt to reach it. “Why does he always do this?”

With a heavy sigh, you lament with a laugh, “Because he knows we can’t reach it.”

“Well what if you get on my shoulders?”

“Jiminnie, that would require actual effort,” you tease, sinking into the comforting embrace of the cushions. “We should just wait until he gets home.”

Your friend gives a frustrated grunt, looking around the room like a man on a mission, “I’m not gonna give him the satisfaction…”

“Suit yourself,” you watch with mild curiosity and too much amusement as Jimin loudly drags a chair over from the kitchen, its legs scraping on the wood flooring, sounding like an animal with indigestion.

“I’m gonna kill him,” Jimin pouts, climbing and wobbling up to his full height. Even then, he can barely reach the remote. “I’m gonna poison his tea or- or choke him while he’s sleeping.”

“Kinky,” you drop one eyelid in a wink, causing Jimin to flush.

“Not like that,” he hurls the remote in your direction, clearly aiming for the couch.

You don’t even make the effort to flinch, laughing again, “Sure.”

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Ash (part1)

The campus has always had places of in-between; between our world and theirs, between magic and mundane, Fae and human, and there are those of the Fae that treasure these places of in-between greatly. Their little… projects.

I9 was one such project, all the students were sure. The building had been on campus for as long as anyone could remember, it refused to show up on any map, and had withstood every try at getting it removed. It didn’t really ‘fit’ with the rest of the campus, although somehow, sometimes, it seemed to fit far too well. Sitting just beyond the dense tree line of the forest, I9 was a small, old, cottage with thatched roof, and a happily running stream the only thing between it and the trees.

No one had lived there since… well, no one could quite agree on the last person who had lived there, some remembered it being a girl from an arts major. Others argued it had been a boy from chemistry. Some others put in that maybe it hadn’t been a student at all. Whoever they were, they hadn’t lasted long, hardly a month before being taken.

The Fae were all unusual, unpredictable, unsettling, but the one that took an interest in this place had something most others did not, patience and persistence.

The girl had applied late, to only do one unit a term, and to live on campus. Her high school marks were nothing special, hardly enough to graduate let alone to be considered for somewhere as prestigious as Elsewhere University. The admin staff placed her immediately in the rejected pile, but every morning they would find the application back on their desk. After a week, one member of staff decided to just shred the damn thing, but sure enough, the next day there it was again. After that, they all agreed that the choice had been made for them. When the paperwork came through though, and I9 came out no matter what room anyone typed or even wrote on the forms, that’s when they started to worry. Someone had been chosen again.

Maybe some members of staff (those who knew the history of I9) tried to warn the girl, tried to change fate, but in the end the acceptance letter still went out, and the room number was still unchanged.

Ash was all anxiety, and depression, and layer upon layer of shaky coping mechanisms that she’d built up over the years. She didn’t know anyone at Elsewhere, and didn’t have any friends from anywhere else either. Her parents had moved away to start new lives, and after two painful years of self-doubt and second-guessing, she had finally decided to try for uni. It wasn’t that she wasn’t intelligent, just that she was… different. She never kept friends, always talked to herself or to animals rather than other people, she never seemed to fit in with anyone, and often got on teachers nerves for being too reserved, and so her schooling had suffered. She knew she could do well she just needed time.

Things were strange when Ash got to campus. She wasn’t in one of the communal dorms like she had expected, instead she found her room number carved on the door of an old cottage by the forest edge. She watched the other students for a while, all of them avoiding the path down to the little cottage, all of them taking care not to walk on the little flowers that grew out the front. It took her a good twenty minutes to convince herself to go knock on the door, after all it wouldn’t be the first time someone had tried to mess with the new kid.

She could hear other students whispering as they passed, their eyes boring into her back as she walked to the door. It made her skin crawl and her hairs stand on end, like something was about to attack. She fumbled for her keys and found they were no longer the generic store cut keys she had collected, but one heavy, black, old iron key, it fit the lock though and she took respite within the tiny cottage.

Inside it was small, dark, and smelled of old books and dust. Beyond the entrance was a small sitting room, its walls lined with bookshelves stuffed to the brim with books. A little kitchen with old-fashioned fittings was to the left, a brightly lit study nook to the right, its windows large and filled with overgrown potted herbs and plants. Just past the sitting room was a cosy bedroom with a little bathroom hidden behind one of the wardrobe doors, Ash wondered what else was hidden in here.

The trees outside rustled and birds began to caw as she set down her things and took in her new home. It was strange, and eerie, and her cheeks still burned with the students whispers, but it felt oddly safe within these walls, as if she truly had come home.

Students in class were nicer than she had experienced in high school, though some of them refused to meet her eyes. Others insisted on giving her handfuls of little diner salt packets, which was odd at first. It took some time for her to believe this wasn’t some kind of cruel joke at her expense, but after a while she recognised it as something good. One guy even came up to her and shoved a little hand full of nuts and bolts strung together on a thin chain into her hand and muttered a brief ‘hang in there’ before strolling off.

Well she had heard rumours about people at Elsewhere being superstitious, she just hadn’t quite expected it to be this full on. Some students even had their own small rituals they performed before entering certain classes. Even with all the odd around her though, she still felt that she wasn’t exactly part of it all, she was still an outsider, as she had always been, never quite fitting in anywhere.

The first week passed uneventfully. Though the students in class weren’t cruel, they didn’t sit with her if at all possible, politely making their excuses before moving away if she sat at their table. By the end of the week she felt as alone as she had ever been, something she had grown quite used to.

The weekend came quickly and soon enough second week began. Ash sat at the back of the lecture theatre expecting to again be surrounded by empty seats, but this time a boy sat beside her. He had the most amazing eyes all glitter and angles. He didn’t say a word to her but watched like a hawk when she scratched out a few lines of a small poem before the lecture began. He was… odd, but the company was comfortable.

After that lecture the whispering became worse. She would catch snippets of ‘did you see their eyes?’, ‘definitely one of them’, ‘she didn’t even notice’ as she walked passed. Her cheeks burning with embarrassment, she quickly headed back towards I9. Just outside I9 though she was stopped  by the yowling of an animal in terrible pain. In the bushes was a small white cat tangled in some wires, everyone else was hurrying passed without even a glance its way. The thing was making such an awful noise she had half expected the bite of razorwire as she freed the creature, but it was just plain old wire. She could have sworn though, as the cat scampered off across the stream and into the forest, that as it turned away it suddenly had too many eyes, all glitter and angles, but she couldn’t be sure.

After that, things were… stranger. The shadows around the cottage felt deeper than was possible, wind chimes that had been taken down long before Ash had gotten there chimed happily in the dead still air, and there was a lingering smell of honey and wet fur.

She knew something was wrong when she woke the next morning. The feeling stole over her in cold waves of panic, something was different, something was wrong, something had happened. When she looked in the mirror she saw that the eyes staring back at her were wrong, they seemed to stare much much farther than a reflection should be able, and glinted with the colours of the aurora borealis. She heard the purring of a cat as tears welled in her beautiful, wrong, eyes.

It was late afternoon when she finally left I9 again, and slowly she realised her eyes weren’t the only things that had changed. She could see… things… playing in the trees just passed the stream. Things covered in fur and claws, and feathers, and bone. There was a lady at the other end of the path watching her closely, a small cat curled around her legs. Her eyes drifted past Ash, and Ash turned to see what had caught her gaze. It was a basket filled with… things. There was a bunch of rotten bananas, some plants that looked rather a lot like weeds still with their roots attached covered in dirt, a couple of lengths of string, a frayed bit of cloth, and a handful of stones and little bones. In a voice like dripping blood, and splintering bones the lady spoke to Ash ‘A small gift for my Girl Between. A basket of favours yet made, promises yet to come, use my gift well little one, I’ll know if you waste it’. When Ash blinked the lady was gone, and she was left alone with the basket of things, and a cat that definitely had too many eyes.


Today’s entry was written by Guest Professor Cody (@toacody)! 

One of the more striking Alolan Pokémon to be revealed could be said to have been Comfey. I know I was not alone in noticing the similarities between this lei fairy and Klefki of Kalos. It’s not hard to see how, seeing as both Pokémon share the same general body structure: a spherical main body with at least one rope-like appendage from which its chosen objects are slotted and carried on (keys for Klefki, flowers for Comfey). This points to the two being a demonstration of divergent evolution: when two or more species descend from a common ancestor. (Klefki adapting around key gathering, Comfey around flower picking).

That is all well and good, but it is only half of the point I am trying to make, about a week after the reveal of Comfey, I randomly came across a YouTube video (which I wish I’d saved so I could tag it) where the poster instead postulated about a connection between Comfey and Flabébé, citing not only the shared flower motif as evidence, but also their mutual Typing, height, and possession of the ability Flower Veil. While I maintain that Comfey is actually more closely relate to Klefki than any other Pokémon, I do believe the poster was correct on the assertion that there is an evolutionary connection between it and Flabébé, just that it’s less one of divergent evolution and one of convergent evolution. For those unfamiliar with the term, convergent evolution refers to organisms developing traits similar to those of otherwise unrelated organisms, such as bats developing wings. Of particular interest is the example of the hyena. It is a common misconception that hyenas are canines, when in reality they are much more closely related to felines. The reason for the misconception is because the hyena exhibits a number of physical and behavioral traits akin to most other canines. The reason for this is because the hyenas ancestors adapted to filling a similar niche (ecological role) usually “reserved” for canines, which is what I believe happened with Comfey.

So in conclusion:

Comfey and Klefki share a common ancestor, with the former adapting to gathering flowers and the latter to collecting keys. As Comfey came to fill a similar niche in Alola as Flabébé does in Kalos, it ultimately developed several similar traits to the Single Bloom Pokémon.

7 Years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook X Reader - Part 12

Sorry to keep you guys waiting but there was an issue that I got caught up in. Nevertheless, here’s the next part to 7 Years.

I’m quite happy with the direction this is going, do I have reason to be? I don’t know.

Anyway, love you all and thank you so much for the support and kind, encouraging words. It really makes my day.

Wonder Girls - Be My Baby is still an absolute bop. Just had to put that out here.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10.1  Part 10.2  Part 10.3  Part 11  Part 12 - Here

When your class had exited the plane and gathered their luggage, you all immediately headed for the hotel you would spend the next week and a half residing in. Jungkook offered or rather demanded to take your suitcase for you. Both options practically meant the same thing to Jungkook. Your classmates stood in awe at the unexpectedly large hotel in front of you and you were the first one to break away from the group, intent on getting some sleep.

You had made it to the front desk before you remembered you could speak limited Japanese and you stumbled upon your words, hoping the receptionist would understand you. A hand on your shoulder made you shut your mouth and you watched in shock as Jungkook gave the receptionist the information needed in what sounded like fluent Japanese.

“You speak Japanese!?” He leaned on the desk whilst the receptionist typed away at her computer and smirked at you, smug at another opportunity to impress you.

“Yeah, Tae teaches me. I’m glad he did because the look on your face is worth it.” Before you could even think about closing your gaping mouth, Jungkook whipped his phone out and snapped a picture of your shocked face.

“You better delete that, you I-” as you closed in on him, readying yourself for your attack, your teacher arrived at the desk followed by your fellow classmates.

“Jungkook stop winding Y/N up. We’ve barely been here for an hour and you two are already at each other’s throats.”

“That’s because they’re in love!” The obnoxious shout from the back of the class made the rest of your classmates erupt into childish giggles and you could only glare in mild embarrassment.

“So immature…” The only ones who seemed to hear your mumble was Jungkook and your teacher. Jungkook seemed to be enjoying every moment of the situation and was staring straight at you, seemingly committing your embarrassed expression to memory.

“Um…” The receptionists unsure tone caused you to return your attention back towards her and she had a collection of keys placed upon the desk. Your teacher exchanged a few words with her before turning back to the rest of you, a smile on his face.

“As you should have expected, we’re splitting you into two groups: boys and girls.  Boys will be on the first corridor of the third floor and Girls will be on the second corridor of the third floor. You will each have a roommate that I have already decided upon.”

He proceeded to begin calling out the pairs that would be sharing rooms and you anxiously waited for your name.

Please, for the love of all things holy, don’t make me partner up with Hye Mi.

You felt a pair of eyes on you and you quickly realised that Jungkook was still staring at you, a small smile painted on his lips.

“Jungkook and Jae Hyun.” Jungkook’s smile dropped and he switched his now blank stare to the boy who was confidently strutting towards him. Jae Hyun was what people classified as the schools most popular athlete. Thus why he had an ego that could rival Seokjin’s except it was less cute and more irritating. Mixing Jungkook and Jae Hyun could end up as a disaster and you could already tell that Jungkook was getting irked by the hint of a glare he was trying to hide.

“Y/N and Ji Hee.” Upon hearing your name called out, you snapped your head to the side, eyes searching for Ji Hee. When they landed on the shy girl, they softened and you flashed her a kind smile to which she returned one of her own. Taking your rooms key from you teacher, you slipped through the other students to get to Ji Hee.

“Hello Y/N. I guess we’re sharing a room together. I hope you don’t mind…” Her overly kind nature was one that made you want to protect her from all things bad and you grinned at her, shaking your head.

“No not all! I’m happy I’m rooming with you. I hope we can become good friends.”

Ji Hee raised her eyes to meet yours and a timid smile spread on her lips.

“Me too!”

She seemed to be warming up to you already.


You had already decided which bed you would take and had collapsed on said bed, burying your face into the pillows. Ji Hee was currently checking over her suitcase, making sure nothing was lost.

“I hope you don’t think I’m prying or anything but… how and why are you dating Jungkook?” If you were completely honest with yourself, you were not surprised at Ji Hee’s question. You were pretty sure everyone was dying to ask you the same thing. Turning your head in her direction, you thought of a suitable answer to give her whilst absentmindedly watching her search her luggage.

“I’ve known Jungkook for as long as I can remember, he’s helped me through some pretty rough times. Over time I just fell for him. Apparently, he felt the same too.” You hoped your answer wasn’t too vague as you didn’t want to go into detail about your relationship. You were much too tired for that.

“That’s… that’s quite nice… I think you both make a great couple.” A delicate smile spread on your lips at her words and you began to wonder what Jungkook was doing at that exact moment.

Suddenly, your rooms door slammed open and Ji Hee shrieked at the unexpected sound. Sitting up you glared at a heavily breathing Jungkook. When his eyes found yours, a satisfied smirk grew on his face.

“Found you.” He walked into the room, not bothering to close the door and Ji Hee stared with wide eyes. His eyes scanned your room before landing on you once again.

“Wow, now I see who got the best room. I might just sleep here.” Jumping up on your bed, you grabbed the pillow your head was previously resting on and swung at his own head with full force.

“What the fuck Jungkook! You scared Ji Hee, fucking apologise!” He tackled your body and you fell back on the bed, his arms circled around you and the side of his face pressed onto your stomach, eyes glancing at Ji Hee from her position on the floor.

“Sorry Ji Hee.” She stuttered out an ‘It’s fine’ before slowly turning back around and continuing her task at hand.

“Why’re you here? You’re not allowed in our room, Jungkook.” He merely rubbed his cheek on your stomach and tightened his grip around you.

“Don’t care. Jae Hyun pissed me off.” As if on cue, Jae Hyun appeared at your doorway, a deadly glare directed at Jungkook.

“You bastard! Why the fuck did you empty my shit like that!?” You pushed up off your bed, Jungkook following your movements.

“Your shitty suitcase was on my bed.” Jae Hyun stalked into your room when Jungkook replied, fists balled at his sides.

“I called dibs, It was my bed! You broke my favourite fucking mug!” A shrug of Jungkook’s shoulders was the immediate reply.

“Why are you being such a prissy bitch and bringing a mug with you to Japan? That’s not my problem.” You decided to intervene and slapped Jungkook upside his head to which he helped out in mild pain.

“If he wants to bring his mug, he’ll bring it. Why are you touching other peoples stuff, you idiot.”

“I wanted the bed closest to the second corridor so I could be closer to you.” You were touched to say the least. Such an innocent intention resulted in a fight. Well, It was Jungkook so it was understandable. Ji Hee let out a soft 'aww’ and Jungkook grinned at her response.

“Whatever, what are you gonna do about my mug? It was my lucky mug, how the heck am I going to do great in my games now?” You stood from the bed and pried Jungkook’s arms off of you, walking to your suitcase and searching for your purse. When you  had found it, you pulled out some money and walked in Jae Hyuns direction.

“Here, I hope you’re able to buy another one with this. I’m so sorry.” Before Jae Hyun could even think about accepting the money, Jungkook’s hand shot out and pulled your own down.

“No! Don’t worry Y/N, I’ve got it. I’ll get you some compensation money.” Shooting off your bed, he sprinted out the door but not before sending a wink in your direction. Jae Hyun stood speechless at Jungkook’s sudden change in attitude and then directed a grateful smile at you.

“You really know how to handle him. Thanks Y/N!” He too jogged out of your room and Ji Hee broke the silence that fell upon the room.

“Jungkook really won’t let you trouble yourself. That’s so sweet.”

Yes. How very sweet.


It hadn’t taken you long to fall into a nap once again and you were awakened hours later by a certain someone jumping on top of you. You made a poor attempt to push Jungkook’s head away from you but he grabbed your wrist and dragged you off the bed.

“Jungkook, what in gods name are you doing?” Your words came out slurred and you blinked several times, trying to wake yourself up as he dragged you out of your room,
barely managing to close the door behind yourself.

“You’ve been sleeping for ages and I’m bored. So we’re going to go explore.” You knew that arguing with him would get you nowhere so you kept your mouth shut and allowed him to drag you down the stairs. When you reached the ground floor, you took notice of a couple of your classmates wandering around.

“I heard there’s a bath house here and a koi pond. Which one should we check out first?” A koi pond sounded much more appealing than going to a bath house with Jungkook at this exact moment in time.

“Yeah, no thanks to the bath house. Let’s go see the koi pond.” Flashing you a smile, Jungkook led you outside towards the pond a little ways away. When you arrived, he took you across the small bridge and to the centre.

“Koi fish are so cute.” Your comment did not go unheard and Jungkook shoved his hands into his pocket, rolling on the balls of his feet.

“Aren’t they just basically goldfishes?” You crouched down beside the pond and leaned forward, taking a closer look at the multitude of different coloured Koi.

“Actually, they were bred from Carp idiot.” He feigned a hurt look before reverting back to his original expression. “Sorry, I don’t do extensive research on Japanese fish for fun. I’m not that sad.”

Rolling your eyes, you ignored his comment and instead pointed towards an orange koi.

“Doesn’t this one remind you of Jimin?” He took a step forward and bent down beside you, leaning in to take a closer look.

“Yeah, kind of.” A sudden splash startled you and you watched as another koi, this one yellow, quickly swam away. Jungkook sighed beside you.

“Well, I know that reminds me of Hoseok.” You nodded in agreement, a small smile spreading on your lips.

“Makes sense… that big one reminds me of Namjoon and the small one Yoongi.” He turned his head towards the two fish you pointed out and silently nodded.

“Taehyung is that one that keeps swimming back and forth.” Jungkook’s long arm motioned towards the orange and white koi.

“What makes you say that?”

“It looks confused, which Tae is half of the time. He gets himself lost when we go on trips.” You didn’t find that hard to believe at all.

“The one with the long fins is Seokjin because he has broad shoulders and that’s the closest thing to shoulders.” Jungkook sat himself down and you did the same, legs tired from the strain of remaining crouching for a long period of time.

“We just named a bunch of fishes after our friends. Is this what they call having no life?” You were pretty sure it was a rhetorical question but you answered anyway.

“Well, I wouldn’t know now would I? I’m not you.”

“Now that hurt.”

His amused grin said otherwise.

caught out - miniminter smut

Originally posted by ultsdmn

the winner of the monthly top fan writing comp thing is ;  @lovvelyxdreamer !! congrats x bel

prompt; in which you are friends with JJ and youre from the US. however you and simon are FWB. you stay home on a night out with simon, and things happen. ;)

requested; technically

warnings; smut

pairing; simon x bri

word count; 995 words

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anonymous asked:

louis low key collects gifts to give piper if (he says when) they get back together

when they finally make up and move in together he just plops a giant box filled with gifts on her bed

“for every birthday and Christmas I missed with you…”


San Francisco had a screening of yugioh darkside of dimensions jp audio en SUBBED

so after seeing it I still really like the dub but major differences was that the dub was waaay more funny/+2000% sass and sick burns but the original/sub explained the plot a lot better…

I might make a video I don’t know but major plot points lost in dub/I missed/key themes explained:

(Spoilers if you still haven’t seen it)

Plana: is the group of people who are deemed to be “noble ones” and who have the power to travel between dimensions. When the 7 items are gathered and the pharaohs soul is returned to the afterlife they will have the power to transcend dimensions to a new one of light/purity/eternal future/happiness etc etc. however if any darkness/hate/revenge is still within their hearts the new dimension will be of darkness. They have a power to kind of “pool” their mental ability and create their own collective consciousness* (key word later) that can influence the world/dimension around them. This is why everyone at school knows aigami exists even though they are not sure when he exactly joined their class.

Dimension Duel: this is Aigamis duel method of choice and changes the duel field to actually be “in between” dimensions.

The millennium cube: this is an actual 8th millennium item. It’s origin was still not fully explained (my theory is a hidden “bonus item” within the key/shadi?) it’s power is only activated when the other 7 have been gathered and the power is to open a portal to a new dimension

Aigami not only took two puzzle pieces but the reason why the machine didn’t be like “hey two pieces are missing” immediately was that aigami actually replaced them with two made up pieces with identical mass but were the wrong shape (which is why in the zero gravity reassembly chamber there was the error with two pieces still floating)

Collective consciousness: new dimensions/our world only exists due to a collective consciousness. Basically you exist As long as someone else remembers you. Your world exists so long as your remember it. Think of it like the “woman in the red dress” scene in the Matrix.

Kaiba compared to a dictator: aigami calls kaiba out as this quite often later on. kaiba basically does rule domino. It is mentioned to even be a resident of domino that one must register their duel disk (linking to kaibas totally not-skynet) which is how he is able to collect data on everyone and know who is where when. He makes a grandiose speech before starting the aigami vs Yugi winner vs kaiba tournament about how souls are trapped by flesh and that we are constantly defending our souls/flesh with weapons and that his new duel disk is the greatest weapon one that will allow your soul to transcend the flesh (think basically plug yourself into SAO)

Deus ex Atem: if the pharaohs soul resurrects the plana will be stuck in the current (movie/manga) dimension and can no longer ascend to the higher new dimension of light.
Any memory or connection to Atem basically negates the planas power. This is why Jounouchi was able to escape the dimension of his memory created by aigami as soon as he ran to the clock square where he duelled Atem. This is why when Atem defeated Aigami that everything reset.

Hate-revenge-fear leads to nothing: the reason aigami doesn’t immediately lead the plana to their new nirvana dimension is he still has hate/revenge in his heart (against yami bakura) refuses to leave until he takes care of it. It later becomes fear of the pharaohs soul returning that motivates aigami to stop Kaiba and to eliminate Yugi. Aigami becomes engulfed by the darkness of the ring because of the fear of losing and losing sera as well as the loss and despair from losing shadi. Kaiba at the end his drive for revenge is slowly eating away at him when he finally makes it to the afterlife dimension.

hanasgf  asked:

hi quick thing, im dming a game and am stuck on the last thing. The group needs to collect 4 keys and I have 3 adventures set up but I can't think of a last one. The first one they have to find the key in a labyrinth, the second is a heist from a rich lady, and the third is they have to sail out into the ocean to get the key from a sunken ship, so if you have any ideas that would be incredibly wonderful!!

A woman is proud of her great grandmother’s prized possession: the 4th key. She wears it as a necklace every day. She typically works the butcher stall at the towns open market. A [monster] ate the woman after wandering into town one day. Its well known for hanging around the border, looking for lonely travelers. 

Sleeping at Last (Atlas) - Starter Sentences


  • “Our universe was clothed in light.”
  • “I guess space, and time takes violent things, angry things and makes them kind.”
  • “We are the dust of dust.”
  • “We are infinite as the universe we hold inside.”
  • “Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right.”


  • “Only streetlights notice me.”
  • “I am desperate, if nothing else.”
  • “God knows, I am dissonance waiting to be swiftly pulled into tune.”
  • “I’ll go anywhere you want me.”
  • “And somehow I’ve fallen in love with this middle ground at the cost of my soul.”
  • “Somehow, all of this mess is just an attempt to know the worth of my life…”


  • “The night sky once ruled my imagination.”
  • “I thought I’d never find you.”
  • “At first I thought you were a constellation.”
  • “You’re as beautiful as endless, you’re the universe I’m helpless in.”
  • “Like a telescope, I will pull you so close 'til no space lies in between.”
  • “I was a billion little pieces 'til you pulled me into focus.”


  • “I put it out of my mind.”
  • “'Til the sirens sound, I’m safe.”
  • “There was an earthquake.”
  • “We folded our hands and prayed.”


  • “We left our date of birth, and our history behind.”
  • “We were full of life, we could barely hold it in.”
  • “Though time is ruthless, it showed us kindness in the end.”
  • “They’re calling off the war.”
  • “Our nights have grown so long.”


  • “Just a secret under lock and key until then.”
  • “While collecting the stars, I connected the dots.”
  • “I don’t know who I am, but now I know who I’m not.”
  • “Make my messes matter.”
  • “Make every little fracture in me shatter out loud.”


  • “You taught me the courage of stars before you left.”
  • “How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.”
  • “I tried to write it down, but I could never find a pen.”
  • “The universe was made just to be seen by my eyes.”
  • “How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.”


  • “And I felt empty handed.”
  • “I patched up every leak that I could.”
  • “Stitch by stitch I tear apart.”
  • “If brokenness is a form of art, I must be a poster child prodigy.”
  • “I’m only honest when it rains.”
  • “I want to tell you, but I don’t know how.”
  • “I want to love you…”


  • “I woke up from the same dream: falling backwards, falling backwards.”
  • “One day I had enough of this exercise of trust. I leaned in and let it hurt, and let my body feel the dirt.”
  • “I rebuild when I break down.”
  • “So show me where my armour ends, show me where my skin begins.”
  • “The heaviness that I hold in my heart belongs to gravity.


  • “We will call this place our home.”
  • “Let the years we’re here be kind.”
  • “A little broken, a little new.”
  • “With each year, our colour fades.”
  • “Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.”


  • “Some truths, over time, can learn to play nice. Some truths are sharper than knives.”
  • “Some truths can save us.”
  • “I lost touch of who I am and who I was.”
  • “No matter what category you fit into, truth’s got its sight set on you.”


  • “I set out to rule the world with only a paper shield and a wooden sword.”
  • “No mountain dare stand in my way, even the oceans tremble in my wake.”
  • “The tide is brave, but always retreats.”
  • “The years wore on and changed my heart.”
  • “Maybe paper is paper, maybe kids will be kids.”
  • “But Lord, I want to remember how to feel like I did.”


  • “Let’s just say we’re inches apart, even closer at heart, and we’ll be just fine.”
  • “Another pin pushed in to remind us where we’ve been.”
  • “We’ll be just fine. I know that we will.”
  • “Time moves slow when half of your heart has yet to come home.”
  • “I can’t get you out of my mind.”