laugh tag

#yoonjin #SO CUTE #guess who is going to be coming down with a minor ailment (something not too horrible and embarrassing vereeeeery soon) #maybe some minor allergies #trouble sleeping #maybe he needs some vitamins #i don’t know i’d think of something anything and i know yoongi will too #adorable adorable adorable #bts fanfic rec #bangtan ruins lives

(this is what happens when @fuckmybiaslist’s tags are so funny, they inspire me to write something. sequel to Caramel Macchiato)

Sure enough, Yoongi has to ask Jimin to cover for one of his night shifts again, not because Jimin teased Yoongi again over his little crush, but because Yoongi actually caught a cold. In Yoongi’s defense, he had to juggle senior year of college with a part-time job and a music hobby, so he doesn’t get to sleep much. (He won’t ever admit that the few hours of sleep he does try to get are somehow occupied by ridiculously sappy thoughts of a particular cute pharmacist.)

So, with an enormous grey scarf wrapped around half of his face as a makeshift mask, a thick black coat (“you look like a walking garbage bag”, Hoseok, his roommate, said through a laughing fit, and Yoongi didn’t hesitate to throw a pillow right at his face) and a matching grey beanie, Yoongi makes a walk of shame to the nearest pharmacy for some cold medicine. And, yes, as fate would have it, it’s the very same pharmacy where the very cute Kim Seokjin happens to work.

“Hi, how may I- oh. Um. Hi there.” Seokjin says upon seeing Yoongi in his disheveled, black-and-grey-cocoon state. “You’re from the coffee shop nearby, right? Everything okay?”

Yoongi pulls his beanie further over his ears to hide the fact that they’re probably turning red, and not just because of the cold. “Uh, yeah. Caught a cold, s’all.”

Seokjin tsks as he shuffles over to a shelf. “Well, I warned you, didn’t I. Finals?”

Yoongi nods, then remembers Seokjin has his back facing him, so he adds, “Yeah. And, you know, the job. At, uh, the coffee shop.“

"Oh, right. Here you go,” Seokjin says as he turns around, setting a small box of medicine down on the counter. “Remember to take these twice a day: one in the morning and one at night. And by the way-” is that Yoongi’s cold getting affecting his eyesight, or is Seokjin blushing - “that caramel macchiato you made last time? One of the best coffees I’ve ever had.”

At those words, Yoongi feels warm all over. “Oh, um, thanks.  Well, speaking of coffee-” Yoongi coughs, and his hands are balled into fists as he forces the words out, “Do you wanna grab one sometime?”

Seokjin’s mouth forms a small “o”, and it takes all of Yoongi’s willpower not to scream at the adorable sight. “What, you mean for me to drop by at the café again? I mean, yeah, sure, since I was planning to go back there later today anyways.”

Yoongi really wants to bang his head against the counter, but he spares himself from any further physical pain. He opts for squeezing his eyes shut instead. “No, uh, I mean, onadate?”

“What? Your scarf-”

Yoongi yanks his scarf down and yells (but his throat’s sore, so it really comes out as a croak), “Will you go out with me?!”

There’s a stunned silence, and Yoongi’s starting to regret leaving the house, or maybe being born. Then, the silence breaks as the store fills with laughter. Yoongi thinks he’s never heard anything more splendid in his life. “Goodness, you’re so cute. Sure! But shouldn’t I know the name of the person asking me out first?”

“Uh, Y-Yoongi. Min Yoongi,” he says, taking the opportunity while he’s sniffling to cover the stupid smile on his face with his scarf. “I’ll meet you here then? When I’m better, I mean.”

Seokjin continues to giggle. “Of course, when you’re better. See you then, Yoongi-sshi?” Yoongi gives a curt nod and promptly darts out the door.

“Wait! Yoongi-sshi, your medicine!”

Needless to say, when Yoongi arrives home (with his medicine, luckily) and shares the story with his roommate, Hoseok doubles over in laughter.

“Oh my god… what did you say his laughter sounded like again?”

“Dude, I’m serious. It was like… auditory rainbows.”

“Good God, Yoongi, I think you’re delirious from that cold of yours. Since when were you this cheesy?!”

Yoongi simply shrugs, smiling to himself as he looks at his bag of cold medicine.

I was tagged by the lovely @consoledacup​ who is super awesome for always tagging me in these things even though I only get around to doing like 1/5 of them <3 <3 <3

Rules: Using only songs from one artist cleverly answer these nine questions and tag ten people.

Artist: Sleeping At Last (because I honestly don’t go a day without listening), also I’m including his covers because well, I can. 

What’s your gender? A Woman, No Less (or Divine Creation, your choice) 

Describe yourself: Slow & Steady

How do you feel? Today Has Been OK 

If you could go anywhere, where would you go? Mars

Favorite mode of transportation: Land or Sea

Your best friend: Joy

Favorite time of day: Light

Your life’s a TV show. What’s it called? Art vs Calling

Relationship Status: It’s Me

Okay so this was a lot of fun and got me to listen to a bunch of songs I haven’t heard in AGES. (Like I totally forgot he did a song with Jon Foreman from Switchfoot??? How could I forget THAT!?)

I tag: @splybox, @fitzsimmonsinthetardis, @lostgirl966, @cardb0rdeaux, @jsimmonz, @reymanova, @leggypeggys, @agentttremors, @quakesrider, and @vykkyyisbored (no pressure to do this and my apologies if you’ve already been tagged <3) 

i need this kid at work to get a terrible haircut or something tooooomorrow. 

  • Blurred Lines (Reversed - Read Description)

I was mucking around with Audacity, listening to songs in reverse. For the fun of it, I put on everyone's favorite song, Blurred Lines. And shockingly, I heard something I had never expected to hear. Robin Thicke was fooling us this whole time. He wasn’t trying to be misogynistic, he wanted us to listen closer to the song and understand that he in fact does believe his lady partner needs to be treated with the utmost respect.

You might find it VERY hard to believe, but I implore you to listen very closely (with headphones if you can, because it can be hard to hear). The message I’m talking about comes in around the 30 second mark.

omg so today i was at the library and i picked up this bookmark about safe blogging tips for teens and i thought i would inform you all about blogging safely

1. Be anonymous.

2. Protect your info.

3. (this one is my favorite tbh) Avoid in-person meetings.

4. Think before you post.

5. Check comments regularly. Don’t respond to mean or embarrassing comments.

6. Be honest about your age.

Things retail workers really want to tell you, but can't:

1. It is not free. It is never free. Unless there is a sign on it that specifically says “FREE” it is not free

2. We hate capitalism but it also pays our bills so we have to love it

3. You being a dick to me for no reason is not going to make your experience any better. Or me any nicer.

4. “Service with a smile” is really taking a toll on my facial muscles. My resting bitch face wasn’t made for this.

5. Your “I just printed it this morning” jokes when I run your bill for counterfeit isn’t funny. We actually take this shit seriously.

6. I know the store inventory better than you. I can bring it up on my computer screen. So when you tell me to go “check the back” I don’t know what you want me to do other than to wander aimlessly, say hi to my buddies in other departments and tell you what I already know.

7. Don’t wink at us. Don’t mistake good customer service for flirting. It’s creepy. It makes us super uncomfortable. And when you make comments to us while we ring you out, it makes everything more awkward.

8. Why the fuck did you shit on the bathroom floor the toilet was right there

9. If an employee says they are off the clock or on break, do not bother them. Seriously. Don’t.

10. Don’t be a dick to retail workers. No one gets paid enough for that.