i was at a grocery store in germany today to get some food and theres a group of american kids by the meat looking at pork schnitzel and i hear one kid say “i didnt know schnitzel was a real food. i thought the movie hoodwinked made it up” and i think that has to be the worst thing ive ever heard in my life
1.) what’s a song you depict with your childhood?
2.) did you have a memorable childhood pet?
3.) have you ever been drunk?
4.) have you ever tried drugs?
5.) have you ever completely regretted what you’ve said?
6.) have you ever made someone cry?
7.) has someone ever made you cry?
8.) have you ever been in love? if so, describe the moment you knew it.
9.) which came first the chicken or the egg?
10.) are you part of the lgbtq+ community? do you support them?
11.) how many siblings do you have?
12.) have you ever been in love with someone you couldn’t love?
13.) are you a good cook?
14.) what is your favorite tv show?
15.) what is the last movie you cried during?
16.) what are songs you’ve cried to when you first heard them? (if any)
17.) do you have a middle name?
18.) have you been out of your country?
19.) are you a chocolate fan or not?
20.) how many people have you kissed?
21.) what is your favorite album?
22.) what is your dream car?
23.) what is your lucky/favorite number?
24.) what is your favorite flower?
25.) books or movies, why?
26.) have you ever been on a blind date?
27.) has one of your friends ever backstabbed you?
28.) have you ever backstabbed one of your friends?
29.) what thing do you symbolize love with?
30.) do you have neat handwriting?
31.) do you have a friend with benefits?
32.) do you want a friend with benefits?
33.) if you could be anything in the world, what would you be?
34.) have you ever been blackout drunk?
35.) have you ever met someone famous?
36.) how many concerts have you been to?
37.) which concerts have you been to?
38.) do you have a hidden talent?
39.) what do you do when you’re stressed?
40.) do you think money can buy love?
41.) how old would you date?
42.) have you ever done something illegal?
43.) what is your biggest fear?
44.) what is an unusual fear you have?
45.) can you drive?
46.) do you believe in supernatural creatures?
47.) do you believe in karma?
48.) what is one quality you need in your partner?
49.) do looks matter?
50.) does size matter?
51.) who is the last person you forgave?
52.) what is your favorite ice cream flavor?
53.) what languages can you speak besides english?
54.) ever been on a plane?
55.) ever been on a boat?
56.) is there anyone you’ve lost touch with that you wish you hadn’t?
57.) are there any friendships you regret?
58.) are there any friendships you wish you could make?
59.) have you ever stayed awake for 24 (+) hours?
60.) have you ever walked outside after 12 am?
61.) have you ever seen a sunrise completely through?
62.) are you scared of rollercoasters?
63.) on a scale of 1-10 how stressed are you usually?
64.) do you have any plans this weekend?
65.) do you miss anyone right now?
66.) who do you wish you were talking to right now?
67.) if you could have any superpower, what would it be?
68.) who is your favorite superhero?
69.) are you dirty minded?
70.) what is your favorite song from every decade starting at that 80’s?
71.) how many kids, if any, do you want?
72.) who is your biggest OTP?
73.) what is your favorite food?
74.) do you want to be married one day?
75.) dogs or cats?
76.) do you drink enough water daily?
77.) have you ever seen a shooting star?
78.) if you had the opportunity to go to the moon, would you?
79.) how many best friends do you have?
80.) when was the last time you cried?
81.) have you ever laughed so hard you peed yourself?
82.) have you ever made anyone laugh so hard they peed?
83.) if you could travel any where in the world, where would you go?
84.) what are 3 words you would use to describe yourself?
85.) do you consider yourself a loyal person?
86.) what is your favorite season and why?
87.) have you ever told anyone you loved them, and didn’t mean it?
88.) do you know how to play any instruments?
89.) do like like falling asleep to music or not?
90.) what are you allergic to?
91.) have you ever wanted to be someone else for a day just so you could see what there life is like?
92.) if you could be any character from your favorite tv show would you, and if so, who would you be?
93.) if you could be best friends with any celebrity who would it be and why?
94.) are you outgoing?
95.) have you ever wanted to kiss someone, but weren’t brave enough to?
96.) are you a good flirt?
97.) have you ever been turned down, or have you ever turned anyone down?
98.) which planet is your favorite?
99.) are you superstitious?
100.) are you a good listener?
101.) are you a good kisser
102.) would you kiss any of your friends?
I rewatched Winter Soldier last night (because literally what else am I supposed to do the night before I see Civil War)
And it was still great. Obviously. But you know what the best scene is?
None of the awesome action scenes. None of the Stucky fanfic fuel. None of the scenes with Falcon (somehow? Falcon’s so freaking awesome, I can’t believe I just said that he’s not the best part of a thing he’s in).
The best scene is this one:
Remember this? Basically, Cap just told everyone over the intercom about Hydra infiltrating Shield, and how, if you’re not Hydra, trust no one, and fight back if you can.
In the speech, Cap acknowledges that “If I stand alone” (that is, if no one wants to step up, because, fun fact, guns are really scary), then so be it.
And then Hydra’s resident Mr. McMuscle Man Brock Rumlow up there walks up to this lowly Launch Technician (Cameron Klein is his name, played by Aaron Himelstein) and orders him to launch Project Insight (aka Hydra’s evil plans).
Five minutes ago, Cameron had one job, and it was to press a few keys and launch this thing. Sure, he’d heard about Cap becoming a fugitive, and that was weird (and sounded kinda sketchy), but hey, he works for the good guys, right?
But now the game has changed. Launching this thing is a bad idea.
Cameron pauses as Rumlow demands him to start it up. And Cameron refuses.
Rumlow pulls out a gun and points it straight at Cameron’s head. And Cameron panics; heck, he’s practically holding back tears already. But he still says no. “Captain’s orders,” he explains.
You know why this is the best scene in the movie? Because Cameron reminds me of someone. Someone that people watching the movie are already pretty familiar with.
Cameron is the guy who may not have the muscle or the skills to be a soldier or a spy, but he wanted to help make the world a better place, so he did what he could. He got a job at Shield, he followed the orders of people he thought he could trust, and when he realized the truth, he stood his ground and did the right thing. He hasn’t gone through any training, he has no powers or skills or suits of armor. He didn’t even know Sharon Carter was armed and would be able to get him out of harm’s way. He thought he was about to die. But he wasn’t going to stand by and let evil triumph.
And that’s despite the fact that Cap had EXPLICITLY given him permission to do so. That’s what he meant by “If I stand alone.” Cap was saying that if there’s a gun pointed to your head, it’s not cowardly to give up. That’s okay. It doesn’t make you a bad person. If a grenade gets tossed your way, you’re allowed to run away.
But Cameron chose to jump on top of the grenade instead.
I’ve heard people say “Steve Rogers is a hero with or without the serum,” and other people say that’s kind of a cheesy thing to say, but if you want proof of that statement, Cameron is it. In a 90-second or so scene, this movie perfectly emulated what it means to be a hero even if you have a desk job. Even if you don’t look like you take steroids. Even if nothing eventful has ever happened to you until one moment when everything in your life changes, YOU CAN STILL BE A HERO.
I don’t care if that sounds cheesy or hokey. This scene is incredible. Cameron Klein is incredible - so incredible, in fact, that he got a cameo in Age of Ultron on Fury’s Helicarrier.
Yeah, someone (I’m guessing Sharon) was so freaking impressed at his bravery that they recommended him to serve on Fury’s staff (and, after Winter Soldier, the amount of people Fury trusted could probably be counted on one hand). And he’s in charge of the evacuation - which was LITERALLY THE REASON Fury shows up at all. Not military backup, not surveillance. Evacuation of civilians. And Fury gave Cameron that responsibility.
Because that guy up there may be the face of a nerd, or a gofer, or a desk clerk.
But it’s also the face of a person who won’t back down. Even when his world is being turned upside down, even when his life is on the line, this is the face of a man who will always do the right thing.
This is the face of a hero.
Now, Marvel’s Damage Control is an upcoming TV show about the normal folks. The ones without powers who always seem to be in the background but may have a lot more depth than they let on.
And I’m gonna try not to be too upset if I don’t see this guy’s name in the cast list, but man I’m hoping I do, because Cameron Klein is a hero.
release the accidentally selling your souls to a demon story
So my birthday is only two days before Halloween.
The day after I turned 13, I had my birthday party, which just consisted of my two friends sleeping over. It was a pretty average night, we just ate pizza, made some weird videos and watched movies. Everything was fine.
Morning time comes- and we’re all pretty Buzzed. It’s Halloween, I was officially a teenager, we had some cool costumes planned, we were all very hyper and giggly that morning. We didn’t want our party to end yet so with some calls home, the girls were set to hang out at my place for pretty much the rest of the day- but we then realized we didn’t have anything to do. My mom had to go to Target for some reason or another, and told us if we went with her, she’d buy ‘any movie you want’ for us to watch. So we went.
Now, firstly- anyone who’s ever been inside a Target knows it’s Not A Real Place. Secondly, the veil is always thinner on Halloween (facts) so this Target had suddenly become…Super Weird. Like, brighter and hazier than normal, and it’s like 9 in the morning and we’re roaming the empty and seemingly abandoned aisles in our pajamas. It just felt like one wrong step and you’d find yourself in another dimension, really intensely.
We get to the movie aisle and start looking around. Now, at the time, I was the only one of my friends who actually liked horror movies- Raychel loves them now but she was the BIGGEST WIMP when we were kids, and Angie was just Very Quiet And Easy To Startle- but, like, Halloween. Teenager. The girls were surprisingly down for getting a horror movie, which in itself might have been a Warning Sign, but hey, I was stoked about it. We were going through some classic titles but nothing was really jumping out at us- until we see a dvd case, not even on the shelves, it was lying on the floor half shoved under a discarded shirt. The cover was pure white with a clown face laughing out at us. The title card read “Stephen King’s IT”.
None of us had seen it before- but we had heard about it. It was one of those movies that the adults™ always got weird about, like Chuckie the Killer Doll or the Exorcist. Like it was something that actually scared them. So, like, we knew we totally had to get it.
My mom tried to put up a small fight with “you’re only supposed to be getting into PG13 not R” (lmao as if this woman has ever given a flying fuck with restrictions I watched so much age inappropriate stuff starting at like age 4) but she quit pretty quickly. The entire ride home was met with “Okay I never watched the full version but it is a Very Scary Story so you’ve been warned!! Don’t start complaining when you’re scared!!!” stuff like that, you know. So we get home, pop some corn, get some hot chocolate, and jump in front of the tv and turn it on.
So like…firstly, I think we all know by now that the original movie (or miniseries, whatever) isn’t actually That Scary. Secondly, I’m a fucking gem to watch movies with because I make a lot of jokes and laugh at the characters actions. And thirdly, it’s like thirty hours long. So we were all having the time of our damn lives here. Like, there were definitely parts that did scare us (Raychel had trouble with Bev’s bathroom scene. Angie hated the part at the sewers with Ben. Personally, I got freaked out by Eddie’s shower scene and sometimes I still find myself covering the drain with my feet just in case lol. And the blood balloons and the restaurant scene got to us too), but we were still all having a total blast. Watching this movie for the first time is still like a prime happy memory! But, you know, things come to an end. The movie was over, Raychel got picked up and Angie had to head home too (we were meeting up after dinner for trick or treating). I decided to walk Angie home since it wasn’t that far.
The Veil Still Felt Thin.
On the walk we kept talking about the movie, and made a point to not walk close to any sewer grates. Our small PA town bore enough of a resemblance to Derry for Angie’s comfort. But it was a nice day, you know? It was late afternoon, birds were chirping, sun was shinning, leaves were blowing everywhere, cars are honking hello at us, front doors were open and little kids could be heard excitedly yelling about their costumes. It was a day that struck me as very picturesque. We eventually got to the place where she could just shortcut through someone’s backyard, so we said ‘see you later’ and suddenly I found myself all alone.
As quick as a snap, it’s suddenly dead silent.
And I don’t mean “oh, someone closed their door and we can’t hear the kids any more” like seriously. It was unnaturally silent. No talk, no birds, no wind, no cars. The street was deserted. I couldn’t even hear myself breathing. I thought I had gone deaf at first! It was getting darker, only it was like an hour before that was supposed to happen and there weren’t any clouds near the sun. The air felt burning hot and freezing cold at the same time. I felt like a million eyes were watching me, except I was alone on a dark empty street, all the doors closed, all the curtains pulled shut. There wasn’t even so much as a squirrel or bunny running bye. I thought about calling out to Angie to see if she was still in the back yard, to see if she noticed anything, but the bushes weren’t rustling or moving at all. She wasn’t there. I was 100% alone.
I start hearing a quiet, deep, throaty chuckling.
I had been standing still in the same spot from where I watched my friend disappear through the bushes. At the sound, I slowly turned around.
I was standing directly across from a fucking sewer.
It was too dark to see into it, and yes, I was 100% expecting that fucking clown face. But it was too dark. I couldn’t see anything. I still couldn’t hear myself breathing. All I could hear was this terrifying chuckle going on and on. I felt like if I moved something would pounce on me, like I was a rabbit playing statue.
Now, I’ve mentioned on here before that I was That Asshole Kid who kept having weird paranormal experiences, and this was a lot more intense than I was used to. Like, shit, I’d had panic attacks over way less than this. I literally thought I was about to die.
And then…something in me kind of snapped.
I don’t know what, exactly- if I was just tired of always being scared by this crap, or if it was some newfound teenage attitude, or just a primal urge of ‘hey I don’t wanna die’, or if the laughter just ignited something in me, but I just…snapped.
I looked directly into the pitch dark in that sewer, and I said, loudly, over the still ongoing laughter, and more confident than I’ve ever felt in my life, “No. I am absolutely not doing this right now. You don’t actually need to screw with me, you’re doing this for what, fun? Attention? Find it somewhere else. I am not dying right after my thirteenth birthday.” The laughter got louder at that, more obnoxious. It just pissed me off even more. I made myself step off the sidewalk, and got to the middle of the street, still staring into the pitch black sewer and hoped I was making some intimidating eye contact. “What do I need to do for you to leave me the hell alone? You want my soul, or something? You want me to just pledge alliance to you or some bullshit? I will! All Hail This Creep, or whatever you go by! I’ll do what you want if you leave me alone!”
And…the creepy laughter trailed off for a moment at that. Back to full, unnatural silence for a minute or so, before the disembodied voice let out an intrigued sounding, “Hmm.”
Next thing I know, the sky’s back a full, bright light that’s making me blink back stars from the sudden change, the wind’s blowing all over the place, and I jumped out of the middle of the street to narrowly avoid getting hit by a car that hadn’t been there a literal second ago. I still felt a little watched, but not as intensely as before. Everything seemed to be completely back to normal. I went back home (constantly glancing over my shoulder) and went on with the rest of the day. Went on with the rest of my life.
But, uh…sometimes this whole scene just comes back to me, and I can’t help but wonder about it.
summary ; when jacob lands the movie deal of a lifetime, he has to share at least one of the benefits with his best mate although tom’s never met an australian woman before and he’s about to have one hell of a time.
a/n: this is really shitting but idc and there is a time jump, so instead of 21 both tom and (y/n) are 24 years old :-)
Tom’s parents were sitting wide-eyed on the couch as they watched countless actresses and actors pass by in the most expensive gowning they could get their hands on. They had been sitting in the same position for the past hour watching continuously.
Tom had passed by her on his way to his room when he stopped in his tracks as he saw his mum and dad, now his three other brothers sitting around the t.v throwing popcorn in their mothers as the anxiously watched the screen like a hawk.
“Am I missing out on a family activity ?” Tom asked as he lifted an eyebrow at his family.
“We are watching The Oscars,” His mother replied without looking at him.
“You guys hardly watch award shows,” Tom exclaimed softly as he now rerouted his course to place himself beside his dad on the couch.
“Oh yes we know, but mum wanted to see if this girl won,” Sam spoke up as he peered towards his older brother.
“Thomas, she is simply perfect, her acting was flawless she deserves that bloody Oscar,” Nikki roared as she threw her hands into her lap and leaned in closer to the bright screen.
“What’s her name?” Tom asked again as he got comfortable against the navy lounge.
“(y/n) (y/l/n),” his dad said as he threw a piece of popcorn into his mouth.
“ The best part about it Tommy is that’s she’s your age,” Nikki squealed at the mere thought of her son dating the mysterious actress.
“No way, she can’t be,” Tom exclaimed wildly, feeling a small blush creep up onto his cheeks.
“100%, she was simply gorgeous in her movie, she deserves the win,” Nikki sighed, it seemed as if she was in love with this 17-year-old’s acting. Tom leaned further into the couch letting a loud breath leave his mouth when his mother slapped his arm harshly. “Look that’s her!” she almost screamed and Tom got up only to feel like he was going to fall back again.
(y/n) was wearing a long nude gown the went to the red carpet beneath her feet, trimming the inner body and sleeves were a navy lace that hugged her mature body. Her (h/c) hair had been pulled back in a slick ponytail and her (e/c) were adorned with glamorous make-up that made them pop. The one thing Tom noticed first was her Australian accent, it sent butterflies to his stomach. He’s heard a lot about Australian women, that they are extremely bubbly and extroverted and it looked like she was fitting in with that.
Tom had immediately felt his entire world crush in front of him as soon as he saw her on the t.v if he ever met her in person he was collapse into a pile of goo and stay there until someone else cleaned him up.
“Isn’t she pretty Tom?” his mum asked him but Tom’s eyes were still glued to her as she continued to talk about her nomination to a reporter. His Mum waved her feminine hand over tom’s adoring glare to towards the screen.
“Seems like he’s agreeing with you mum,” Sam chucked with a smirk as he peered up towards his older brother. His parents glanced at each other and warmly smiled before turning back to the awards ceremony.
Towards the later of the night, the family enjoyed some laughs and some heartbreaks as some of the rooting actors lost and some won. Finally, it came to the category the infamous (y/n) (y/l/n) was in.
The whole family sat in awe as the other names were read out by another famous actor. The massive stadium went silent as the waited for the winner to be called out. Tom was almost falling off his place on the couch and onto Paddy below him.
After the longest 20 seconds, her name was spoken through the microphone and the whole crowd went wild along with the family watching her.
(y/n) gripped her mother tightly before she started to click her way up to the podium, hugging some other actors on her way up. As she faced the crowd her make-up was slightly running down her soft face.
Tom had felt butterflies erupt in his stomach as soon as her perfect lips open to thank her parents, the director and her agent. He watched in awe as (y/n)continued to thank everyone while she was hiccuping through small tears. Tom couldn’t help his own lips to curve up into a smile.
He knows he will never forget that girl for as long as he lives.
Tom’s hair ruffled through the familiar cold winds of England during winter. He sat on one of the even colder metal chairs on his hotel balcony which has a spectacular view of the countryside.
His blonde-haired best friend sat just across from him. Harrison had his nose stuck in a book Tom had never heard of, every time he asks Harrison about why he bought the stupid thing he just replies with ‘saleswomen are scary,.’
Tom, on the other hand, was doing one of his favourite activities ever, checking his phone. He uses the word checking quite loosely, the time period more consists of him playing pointless video games until he gave up.
They were in the country as Jacob had just landed a movie deal that he says will boost his career, aside from Spiderman and asked his friends to come with him to the English set. Both happily complied as it gave them a chance to see their families earlier and Tom had no movies he had to do at that time.
Both boys were enjoying the serenity of their surroundings when Harrison’s phone erupted in loud ringing noises. Quickly He placed the phone up to his ear and started the conversation. Tom sat there looking up to his assistant waiting for the problem Jacob was having. When out of now where Harrison placed the phone on the small table and tapped the speaker button.
“Okay, you’re on speaker,” Harrison spoke shortly.
“Okay, okay” Jacob sounded out of breath and excited at the same time. “So you know that actress that won when she was like 17 or something,” as soon that sentence left Jacob lips Tom’s interest peaked and he quickly threw his phone on the table on leaned into the device. “(y/n) (y/l/n) it is,” and that’s what sent off the butterflies in his stomach.
“Yeah what about her,” Harrison asked as his eyebrow perked up.
“You guys just need to get down on set stat,” Jacob spoke harshly before hanging up immediately. Tom and Harrison peered up at each other, and not a split second later Tom and Harrison raced out of their hotel building and down the street to the set Jacob was working.
They passed a lot of people, set designer, stunt choreographers and even producers were running around.
Jacob was waving his arms frantically to catch their attention, finally, they both caught onto their friend looking like an insane person.
“That was quick,” Jacob huffed, Tom noticed that his mate was wearing quite tight clothing, in his mind, it looked like he had just left a rave or massive drug party. Harrison caught onto it as well as he started to giggle softly. “I have to wear it, shut up,” Jacob spoke harshly giving the blonde a cold stare
“Why are we here Jacob, you should be working,” Tom exclaimed softly as he gazed around the set.
“Almost forgot, thanks, Tommy,” Jacob winked at him, “You might want to readjust right now Tom,” Jacob turned to face him again as his brown eyes travelled down to his area. Tom threw it off as he stood his ground as Jacob started to search the crowd.
“(y/n)!” Jacob shouted out, and with that Tom was frozen in shock.
There she was in all her glory as she slowly strutted towards the trio.
'Fuck, I’m in deep shit,’ was all Tom could think.
Summary: Ever since you joined the Avengers, you felt the need to keep to yourself. The Avengers were Earth’s Mightiest Heroes, so a lot was riding on what they thought of you. However, when you bump into an old friend of yours at a gala event, your facade breaks. Let’s see what the Avengers actually think of the real you.
Author’s Note: Another throwback. I wrote this back in January 9th, 2016. Let me know if you want a continuation.
1. Neil Patrick Harris as Arcade Gannon - Harris (HIMYM) already is known for his wacky and sarcastic humor which is right up Arcade’s alley. Besides, with glasses they look so similar and that’s important.
2. Sam Worthington as Craig Boone - First one I thought of when it came to Boone’s squishy eyes. Besides Worthington (Avatar) played soldier’s before so he’s got the discipline down.
3. Emma Stone as Rose of Sharon Cassidy - Stone (Easy A/The Help/Spiderman) has that saucy crude humor that would be PERFECT for Cass’s blunt personality. The fact that they look similar as well makes me think of who they modeled Cass after.
4. Danny Trejo as Raul Tejada - Okay I was lazy on this one. But why not? If the voice actor of Raul is already a great actor, why change anything?
5. Anne Hathaway as Veronica Santangelo - Okay I think Bethesda is just seeing if we’d notice at this point. It can’t be a coincidence that she looks EXACTLY like Anne Hathaway. Hathaway can do anything, even punch the shit out of people probably.
6. Karen Gillan as Christine Royce - Gillan (Doctor Who) has that squishy round cutesy face that Christine has. Plus with her shaved head, they look super similar.
7. Jidenna or Eddie Murphy as Dean Domino - Based off the painting in the into sequence of DM, Domino looks of African American heritage. I tried to go for actor/singer combos, which is why Jidenna (classy af) was my top choice but Eddie Murphy could also be equally as classy and nail the unique voice.
8. Jesse Williams as Follows-Chalk - trust me when I saw it was hard to find a tan, light-eyed famous actor that had that same wide-eyed look as Follows-Chalk. BUT I think Williams (Grey’s Anatomy) looks very similar and could do a great job!
9. Charlize Theron as Waking Cloud - Theron (Mad Max) can nail the bald look and has that piercing gaze that Cloud has as well. She’s a bad ass and what better way to play a midwife accompanying the courier than by being Theron?
10. Gerard Butler as Joshua Graham - Butler (300/Phantom of the Opera/How to Train your Dragon) has a phenomenal track record for being a unique bad ass or leader. Plus, his voice is one of the most powerful and unique one’s I’ve ever heard so what better way to distinguish The Burned Man legend than with Butler?
11. Lenny Kravitz as Ulysses - As yes, so it was hard to find good pictures of middle-aged men rocking the dreads but even though Kravitz doesn’t wear them currently, his track record from the 90s . I think the likeness is really close actually.
Basically… Fallout New Vegas is going to be just one giant comedy movie.
“Hades & Persephone AU”: AU in which Character A is the dark God/dess of the Underworld who falls in love with innocent Spring God/dess Character B. Either Character A kidnaps Character B, or Character B is the willing runaway.
“Dystopia Love AU”: A future time when love is illegal/considered a disease. You can only be with the person assigned to you - but two characters fall in love despite the rules.
”Old Cold Soul AU”: Character A grew up in an environment where they weren’t offered very much affection as a child and now that they’re older, they have a lot of trouble conveying any emotions outside apathy, sarcasm, and being mildly interested in something. But after befriending Character B, an extremely lovey and affectionate person, Character A begins to fall hard for them. Awkward romance shenanigans ensue as Character A gets flustered over hand holding and hugging because affection is relatively alien to them.
”Loop Year AU”: It’s December 31st and Character A is stuck in a time loop. Every night, as people ring in the New Year, Character A races against the clock to find and kiss their soulmate at midnight. If they don’t do it in time, Character A is forced to live the day over again.
Star-Crossed Lovers AU: One character is an angel fallen to Earth, the other a demon rewarded with a life Earth. They find each other and fall in love, only to be taken back to their places in heaven and hell.
”Blood and Sparkles AU”: Magical universe au where Character A is broke and is trying to make ends meet by working as a secretary for a large company. At night, to feel alive and to make some extra cash, Character A participates in an underground fight club against other magic users/magical creatures.
”Little Light of Mine AU”: Character A works at a candle shop that specializes in aromatherapy, selling candles that are infused with natural oils to help people sleep/keep from stressing out/focus/relieve pain/kick addictions/have sweet dreams. Across the street, Character B works at a LGBTQ+ Center that uses Character A’s candles in their center so that it has a calming aura to it; they sometimes send people home with small tea candles – free, provided by Character A from leftover candle wax – so that they can light one when they’re feeling overwhelmed.
”Trust Me Honey, I’m Lying AU”: Character A is a professional con artist, specializing in tricking rich people to take Character A out for fancy dinners, then Character A leaves the other person with a hefty bill. Character B is Character A’s mousy roommate who would rather spend the day playing MMORPGs games on their laptop than interacting with actual humans. When one of Character A’s plans goes horribly awry, Character B is dragged into Character A’s scheme to make Character C (the heir of a major business and Character A’s latest victim) go on several dates with Character B so that Character A can scam Character C for money…the only problem is that Characters B and C are starting to develop real feelings for each other.
”Grave dating advise AU”: When Character A moves out of their family’s house and into a small apartment, they realize that the apartment is haunted by Character B, a spirit who, after learning that Character A isn’t going to drive them out – it’s pretty cool to have a ghost for a roommate – finds infinite enjoyment in mapping out Character A’s romance life with Characters C, D, and E. Character C is a psychic who feels the “ghostly energy” clinging to Character A almost immediately. When Character D comes over for Netflix and chill, they promptly begin to freak out because “holy shoot who is that on the recliner watching us???” And Character E thinks it’s pretty neat (only a little bit freaky) that Character A is living with a ghost! Cue long nights of Character A and Character B talking about romance and all of the shenanigans that go along with it.
“Spontaneous AU”: As their New Year’s resolution, Character A is trying to kick their addiction – to substances, adrenaline, shopping, crime, ect. – and every time they feel the need to indulge again, Character A goes out and buys a house plant. Soon Character A’s apartment is filled with plants and they’ve become close friends with Character B, the gardener who has been selling Character A plants and giving them tips on how to take care of the different types.
”Lifespan AU”: Magical universe au where Character A is a magic user, but they’ve inherited a family curse that drops time off of Character A’s lifespan whenever they use magic. One day, while walking to their job, Character A watches as Character B accidentally steps out in front of a city bus and Character A, acting on reflex, uses a large amount of magic to save them.Character B is also a magic user and coincidentally, the only one who can break Character A’s family curse, but time is quickly running out for Character A.
“I’m Blind to the Pain AU”: Character A is blind and has been left behind by their parents and siblings during the zombie apocalypse. Upon waking up, they realize that they’re alone and locked in their room. After turning on the news and hearing reports of the apocalyptic spread of zombies, Character A realizes what’s going on. Hurt, but angry more than anything, they contact friends that live nearby and tell them what’s happening. Once they’re broken out, Character A vows to survive and prove their family wrong. Character A wants to show everyone that just because they’re blind, doesn’t mean they’re helpless or should be left to die.
”Monster Circus AU”: Character A works for a circus that has been dubbed “The Monster Circus” because how all of the employees dress up in hyper realistic monster costumes…except they’re not costumes. Character B is one of the only humans who works at the circus, and they’re constantly having to work with Character A, a monster, to help keep the circus under control.
”Fairy Houses AU”: Character A is a solitary artist who likes to use items from nature – shells, bark, sticks, moss, ext – in order to make their sculptures: outdoor fairy houses. Afraid that people will wreck the small houses, Character A posts pictures online of each house, creating an air of mystery around them. Character B is a jogger who uses running to manage their anger. While exploring a new forest trail, Character B accidentally stumbles across Character A’s secret studio in the woods. Slowly, so as to not ‘spook’ them, Character B starts to bring Character A any pretty leaves/pebbles/flowers/ext. that Character B finds on their run.
”ERROR 404: LIFE NOT FOUND AU”: Character A is an AI inside of a human shaped robot. Upon wakening, it finds that the factory/bomb shelter/workshop/ext where it was built is in complete ruin. Picking its way around its disassembled and ‘dead’ brethren, Character A finds a note stating that its creators, Characters B and C, had abandoned their life's’ work because all hope in rebuilding Earth was lost. Outside, the modern world has died. The air shimmers from the sun’s intense heat, even after it’s dipped below the horizon, and Character A is left to roam the scorched landscape in hope of finding something, anything, that is still alive.
”Beauty in Death AU”: Character A doesn’t think that they’re an attractive person – and maybe they’re not – but to Character B, the literal grim reaper, Character A is one of the most beautiful people that they’ve ever seen. Cue Character B purposely going out of their way to extend Character A’s lifespan and to make Character A’s life a little better for them.
”Kittens AU”: Characters A, B, and C share an apartment together. One afternoon, Character A finds a cat and its litter of kittens abandoned behind the dumpster. Cue Character A and B being total saps and trying to take care of these cats in their small, shared bathroom, while Character C tries to remind them that animals are totally against the apartment rules.
”Library!AU”: Character A is a librarian at the library that Character B regularly visits. Character A often leaves silly books (on things like pick-up lines or studies on sex positions) on Character B’s favorite chair while they’re browsing for more books. It’s just Character A’s way of flirting. They never say much about them, but Character B always checks out with Character A. After a couple of weeks, Character A remarks that Character B has an unusual taste in literature, jumping from horror to romance to mystery with no notice. Character B just smiles. The next time Character B comes in, they ask Character A to try to figure out their book pattern, only winking then walking out. Character A studies the list of books that Character B has checked out, and eventually realizes that the first letter of each title spells ‘WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME’. The next day Character B comes to the checkout, looking hopeful, but Character A simply scans their book without saying anything, ripping off their receipt and scribbling on the back. Character B walks out to their car, only to find that the back of the receipt has a restaurant, time, & phone number, with the words ‘don’t be late!’.
”Black Friday, Black Coffee AU”: Character A has been working at a retail store during the night/early morning of Black Friday and is so tired, but they need to stay awake so that they can drive home. Character A stops at Character B’s small coffee shop – which opened early in case people came in at 4am – and Character A accidentally falls asleep in a very comfortable chair while waiting on their coffee. Character B lets them sleep and even gets a blanket out of the back room to cover Character A.
“The Barista and the Bibliophile AU”: Character A is an employee at a quaint little bookstore in their town. Character B is a barista at the café right next door. Every day, Character A goes to the café right before they start work and during their break. Character B always work at the same time as Character A, so whenever A comes in, it’s B who serves them. Because Character A comes in so regularly and orders the same thing every time, Character B and Character A start to bond. After a while, Character B will have Character A’s order ready before they even enter the café. Once getting their order, Character A will sit at the same table right by the window and pull out a book. Every day, it’s a new one. And each day, Character B will sit down with Character A and take a little break to hear A talk about their latest read.
”The Sound of Your Voice AU”: Character A has a hard time with reading – because of their dyslexia/visual impairment/ADHD/etc. – and asks if Character B would mind reading Character A’s assignments aloud to them since Character B has a really, really nice voice.
“”its the sleeping hour” AU”: Character A lives a few time zones away from Character B and is notorious for staying up later than they are supposed to. In order to make sure Character A gets enough sleep, Character B always messages them “its the sleeping hour” at midnight every night in the hope that Character A will take better care of themself. Possible Ways to Continue: 1.) An accident causes a lack of messages from Character B, causing Character A to panic and become more insomnia-ridden than ever, 2.) Romance ensues, 3.) Character B always tells Character A to go to bed, only to stay up with them because they enjoy the other’s company so much.
”Survivors AU”: Zombie apocalypse au where Characters A, B, C, and D have formed a small group together and are slowly trying to make their way to a safer home. Everything is going okay, until Character C begins to note that the group is being followed by one very stubborn zombie.
”Strike Me Down AU”: Character A is caught in a rogue thunderstorm and is struck by lightning. In a final attempt to save themself, they call 911 and are found by the first paramedic to make it on the scene, Character B. The bolt leaves Character A with an incredibly intricate scar running down their shoulder, to their arm, back, and side of their neck. Characters A & B keep in touch after Character A pulls through, but both are astonished to find that Character B has scars slowly appearing precisely the same pattern as Character A but on the opposite side of their body.
”Roommate AU”: As a chance to break out of their social bubble, Character A decided to go with a potluck roommate for their freshman year of college. At first, Character A feels like they got the cream of the crop with Character B as a roommate, but everything starts to change after their third month rooming together. Character A could have handled Character B coming back from parties at weird hours of the night, but when Character B starts developing strange habits - anxiety around mirrors, eating a lot of raw sushi, sleepwalking, keeping their nails short, ext - Character A starts to wonder if there isn’t something more supernatural to their potluck roommate.
”Being Tailed AU”: Character A is going to a local tailor / seamstress to get their suit / dress tailored to their specific measurements since it seems that it isn’t fitting quite right. They meet the store’s expert, Character B, and begin getting their measurements done until they feel a pin prick the side of their neck. Soon after they collapse and Character B, someone who actually followed them there and posed as the tailor, takes them away.
”The Dragon Child AU”: Character A is something of an abnormality, even in a world of magic. Hatched from a stone egg – typical of magical lizards – Character A is half-human and half-dragon, with sharp teeth, membrane thin wings for arms, and fiery red eyes. After overhearing news that a dragon had been spotted flying over a town/village/city/metropolis/ext. Character A thinks that by meeting a real dragon, they may find something about themselves, maybe having a chance to meet others like them. With Character B, Character A’s childhood friend who has a ‘knack’ for telling the future, and Character C, a thief who’s running from the law, Character A sets off to find out who they really are, where they came from, and if they’re alone in the world.
“Home Is Where I’m With You AU”: When Character A’s spouse files for a divorce, they suddenly find themselves struggling to keep their family of three financially afloat as a single parent. It’s not long before Character A has to move to smaller, more affordable housing, which is where they meet their neighbor, Character B, who is also single parent. Soon, Character A’s kids start referring to Character B as their “other parent,” and their kid(s) as their “sibling(s).” As Character A and Character B’s kids grow closer, so do they. Between picking the three kids up from school, to taking the other’s child to ballet/soccer/sports practice, something like romance begins to form.
”Herbs and Sigils AU”: Character A is a witch who has recently moved from the countryside – where they were able to collect most of their ingredients from nature – to the bustling city. Character A has to adjust to finding somewhere that sells sage, thorns, and hemlock. (Hint: it’s a lot harder than you would think.) Character B is a small business owner that’s runs a struggling apothecary next to a coffee shop, which is run by the charismatic and flirty Character C. At this coffee shop, Character C runs their store like a typical coffee place with add-ins like espresso shots or caramel syrup, but after meeting Character B and becoming business partners – better servicing the magical community = $$$ – Character C has started to offer add-ins like confidence, charisma, or intelligence. While Character A adjusts to their new life in the city, Character B and Character C take it upon themselves to start teaching Character A about how to not seem like a wide-eyed tourist; Characters A and B try to teach Character C more about the magic using community.
”Across Oceans AU”: In high school, Character A set a goal for themselves to become fluent in another language after a relative of theirs comment about how “American children are too dumb to learn another language.” In Character A’s third year of foreign language classes, they’re paired up with an overseas pen pal, Character B. Now, after talking over Skype, email, and traditional letters for years, Character A has saved up enough money to spend a month in Character B’s country while they act as their tour guide to Character A. Shenanigans ensue.
“Not Quite Imaginary AU”: Characters A and B are twins who were involved in an accident that left Character A with limited use of their voice/hands/feet/eyes/ext and without their other sibling. To deal with the loss, Character A ‘fabricates’ another version of their sibling as an imaginary friend; however, as they grow older, Character A realizes that this imaginary sibling isn’t going away with age, and will often act on it’s own accord, almost like a ghost. Through the story, Character A is constantly caught wondering if Character B simply something that they made up as a kid to deal with grief, or if Character A is really being haunted by the ghost of their deceased sibling.
”Fault in the Dark AU”: Character A tries to fix the television but accidentally short circuits the entire neighborhood - left in the dark, they and Character B must try and find a few flashlights and candles, all while stumbling around the house (future blanket fort / pillow fort optional).
”Eradicated AU”: Character A trained at an Academy for the Gifted from a young age, where they were eventually admitted to a program exclusive to Future Hired Assassins. After a few years in the business, they are confronted by the government who threaten them with a death sentence unless they kill one last person (Character B) that would in turn absolve them of any previous crimes they committed. Character B is the unfortunate civilian who is mistaken for a criminal mastermind planning to dismantle sectors of the military, leading to the demise of many. Character A has no idea that Character B is innocent.
”Living Shadows AU”: Character A lives in a world in which shadows are these beasts that threaten the lives of every human, they kill off by injecting venom into humans that either ends in a terrible death, or resulting into them turning into a shadow themselves. A has been selected to this program that has recently started know as “Shadow Hunter,” where certain humans are sent off based on traits they show to fight the shadows. A meets Character B, and they become a shadow hunting duo. The best of the best, they think they can never be toppled from their point at the top. What will happen when the shadows learn their tricks? (Bonus points if: A/B gets injected with venom, slowly starts turning into a shadow. The other must kill them off.)
”Dry Roses AU”: Character A doesn’t have what you would call a ‘normal job.’ Because they were kicked out of their house at the age of 16, they have had to find a way to live and survive in the streets of Savannah, GA. The city has been forgiving in some aspects, allowing them to sell their own goods in more than one busy location for pedestrians. One day, they are selling and folding palm leaf roses by the shoreline early in the morning, when Character B finds them, looking very tired, and asks them for a rose. A offers them a deal: either they can have their rose right now for the regular price, or they can come back in exactly 13 minutes with a coffee and five dollars for something very special. B, suspicious but willing to play along, returns, coffee and bill in hand, only to find a large bouquet of palm leaf roses exactly where B was seated with the note “please find me again.” Recommended sad ending: A and B date for a while until one day B is hit by a bus, leaving A alone in their life. A’s palm leaf roses always cover B’s grave completely, never wilting, never dying.
”Just a Paper Cut AU”: As the school’s library intern, Character A has some fairly uneventful days, filled with the Dewey Decimal System and shushing rowdy students from shelves and shelves away, but what with the amount of books the library carries, it normally keeps them busy. Character B is studying for their Med Final when they accidentally procure a particularly nasty paper cut. For the average person, this would not be an issue, but for a person with a strangely low pain tolerance…it’s a completely different story.
“”I’ll Save You” AU”: Character A is with a group of their friends in the zombie apocalypse. They’re bitten, but in this situation, the bite doesn’t turn the one who is bitten into a zombie for a few days. They will experience weakness, pains, and sickness during these days, however. Character B is a friend of Character A’s in the group, and they’re immune. They’d hidden this fact, knowing that they would be horribly experimented on until death if it was found out. But upon seeing Character A in suffering, Character B sneaks away and offers to be experimented on by the government to find a cure. Character A and their friends hear of the cure a couple days later and rejoice, until they see a picture of “the brave soul who sacrificed themselves for the sake of the world.”
request: hello i love your blog and i hope your week has been wonderful and i hope your next one will be as well!! also, may i request a jughead x reader (i just lóve him) in which the reader is a lot like audrey hepburn and juggy likes her a lot but doesnt feel good enough for her and then they get drunk off of red wine and the reader maybe lits up a cig and juggy watches her and then just whispers “dear god i love you” but the reader hears it? i hope you understand thank you so much 💞
He noticed something the first time he looked at you: a type of grace that flowed through your limbs, charismatic highs and lows to your voice, and the way you dressed like a cross between Betty and Veronica. “Has anyone ever told you you’re like someone out of a movie?” He asked you, sitting across from you in the booth at Pops.
You shrugged. “I’ve heard some things like that.”
You were instantly great friends, but unfortunately for him, he was not the only one to notice something when they looked at you. You caught a lot of people’s attention, but Jughead liked to think that they just noticed how you looked, or the way you walked, or something simple. Meanwhile, he noticed everything— your care for others, the way you spoke out even when your voice broke, the way you could be both so determined and playful, everything.
He felt like he wasn’t good enough for you and figured he should just leave you alone so he didn’t develop a weird obsession. But he never did develop an obsession, and something magnetized you to each other so neither of you felt like you could let go even if you tried. You had the same classes, the same group of friends, and took up the same space.
“I got us something,” You pulled out a bottle of red wine, and two plastic cups, and Jughead laughed— a deep, full, throwing-your-head-back laugh.
The space you were currently taking up was the roof of the shack at the drive-in. It was the last night it would be open, and Jughead probably should have been more afraid of the fact than he currently was, but you were a good distraction. Or maybe it wasn’t you that was distracting him, and it was actually the alcohol you had smuggled and shared.
“You know, I’m really sad about this place being demolished, and I haven’t even been here that long.” You sighed. “So I can only imagine how you feel.”
“I feel just fine,” Jughead insisted sarcastically.
“Protesting, meeting with the mayor, only things a very fine person would do,” You agreed back, a slight grin on your face.
“Yeah,” Jughead breathed, trying not to get caught up in your smile, and the way you may or may not have just called him very fine.
“Well, there’s only one thing to do when you’re sad,” You turned back to rummage through your bag.
“I thought we were already doing that,” Jughead raised his red-wine-filled plastic cup.
“Maybe for the blues, but nowhere near enough for the mean reds,” You firmly stated.
With that sentence it clicked in Jughead’s mind who you reminded him of— Audrey Hepburn. Yet somehow, when you pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, he was surprised. “Really?”
You lit the cigarette and took a long, biologically suicidal, aesthetically pleasing drag. “You don’t know everything about me, Jones. Though you’ve gotten surprisingly close.”
It was ridiculous how much every little thing you did enchanted him, and he smirked incredulously. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe you were real— you had many flaws, and they were evident to him, and he didn’t condone the lung cancer but it sure was a surprising trait. “God, I’m in love with you,” He murmured to himself, figuring you wouldn’t hear him, as you usually didn’t once it became this late, and he became this desperate.
“What?” You snapped your head towards him abruptly, not believing your ears.
“I—“ Jughead was about to clumsily attempt to cover up his excuse, but you didn’t seem as intoxicated as usual, and he figured that if you were going to be brave and passionate all the time— he should try to be, too. He paused for a moment, swallowing hard until he just said it— “I’m in love with you.”
“You sure that’s not just the…” You gestured to his wine cup. “Mean reds talking?”
“I’m sure. I know. I am in love with you, (Y/N).” He said it with conviction— now that it was already out there, it was easy to say it over and over, and it felt right. It felt good, and he wanted to say it a million times.
You were taken aback by his sudden shift in nature. “Well, I’ve never heard anyone say it to me like that before.”
“What do you mean?” He moved closer to you. “Say it how?“
“So…?” Jughead trailed, still awaiting a response.
You looked to the big screen for a moment, and noticed it was almost over. You grabbed Jughead by the hand and stood up, pulling him up with you. You saw he still had a fearful look on his face. “Don’t worry,” You assured him. “I’m just waiting for something.”
“For what?” He asked, moving closer to you, his arms circled around your waist now, holding you close despite your lack of reciprocation.
As soon as the movie’s end music began, you pressed your lips against his suddenly. You took off his beanie with one hand, the other running your fingers through it, pulling at his hair as he moaned into your mouth. When you pulled away, you gasped a little. When he starred into your eyes deeply, you turned your head to see the words “the end” showing on the screen. “Timing,” you whispered, pressing the beanie into is chest. You saw him hold it there above his heart with both hands, wonderstruck, before turning on your heel and walking away from him.
You liked him, but you didn’t love him— it was always harder than that to get an Audrey-Hepurn-esque girl to fall in love with you. But you smiled, knowing that in time, you would.
Anonymous: hello! can i request for a jaebum scenario where his ex (Y/N) and him met again after few months disappearing and their feeling started growing again. sorry for bad english!
Title: Why We Broke Up (Jaebum) Genre: Angst, Fluff Words:1299 A/N: Asfghj! Jaebum is just so hot and cute and beautiful! He bias wrecks my list on a daily basis! Enjoy!
p.s. I’m using photos instead of gifs for now because I’m away from home and the internet here isn’t all too well.
i said i’d be using photos but look at this! credits to the owner, please message me so that i can put your username.
Backspace. You click it again. Type something up then repeatedly press it. Backspace. You do this for a good thirty minutes, staring at the big white screen then at the empty mug beside it.
You remember the past months where your fingers used to rapidly type on the keyboard, words and stories would flow out of it and your friends and teachers would nod in awe and appreciation. You remembered when he used to fill the empty mug beside your laptop. When he used to massage your back. When he used to cover your face with tiny kisses, whining for you to go to sleep.
Tears escape your eyes, slowly trickling down from your cheek to your shirt. You don’t bother to wipe it. You’re alone anyway. You remember that night. Jaebum had come home late and he had also forgotten the date he had promised you. The date that had you ordering water over and over again, annoying the staff. The date that had given you time to reflect on things. And when Jaebum came home, you exploded. You couldn’t help it. He couldn’t either.
You called him irresponsible. He called you a nagging clingy girl. You called him shit. He called you bitch. It was a tennis match of insults and anger. Both of you knew the words spewing from your lips were words to regret. Both of you knew but none of you stopped until he said, “Why did I even have to date you in the first place?”
It sent a metallic taste in your mouth as anger, hurt and sadness boiled inside you. You threw the nearest thing–a picture frame–beside you, “Get out, Im Jaebum! Get out!”
He huffed at you, holding back the tears and pleas, and slammed the door shut.
Your sobs have increased, drawing in sharp breaths from you as you failed to compose yourself. Your fist wipes your tears as you mutter stupid over and over again. It’s been months but you haven’t really gotten over him. Backspace. Backspace.
Jaebum hums as he looks down at the list of groceries he had to buy for the dorm. He contemplates whether avoiding meat for a week would do good for them or not. Without looking he reaches for the nearby carton of milk when he feels fingers graze his. Jaebum turns to look up and sees you. Suddenly, all of his worries had disappeared, replaced with the pacing of his heart. Even after five months, you still made his heart go jumbled along with his thoughts.
“Sorry,” Jaebum speaks up first, giving the word a double meaning. You only shake your head and give a small smile, “It’s okay.”
I want you back. I miss you, you wanted to say.
Both of you just stop and stare at each other, the past replaying in each other’s eyes. The two years filled with good and bad memories. The relationship both of you missed so much.
“I, uh, have to go,” you nervously bite your lip as you slowly steered your cart away, hoping that he would do something to make you stop.
“Y/N,” Jaebum speaks out and you try to make it less obvious that you were more than happy to turn back to him.
“Can we…can we be friends?” Jaebum spits out and your heart doesn’t know whether to crash or to leap with joy.
You sceptically looked at him. You missed him. You missed the sound of his laughter. You missed the forehead kisses he gives you. You missed every inch of him. Still, can you and him be friends?
You shrug, trying to look casual when you’re actually excited and all, “I guess so.”
“Cool.” Jaebum hides his excitement too, biting his cheeks to manage his face muscles that were threatening to stretch his lips into a grin.
“Well, uh, see you around, friend…buddy!” Jaebum awkwardly says and raises his fist, passer-bys looking strangely at him. You laugh at Jaebum’s loss of composure and his heart flutters just by seeing you smile and hearing your laugh.
“See you, sometime,” you smile, leaving with your cart, forgetting the carton of milk. It didn’t matter anyway, you could buy someday and maybe bump into him again.
Jaebum waits until you’re clearly out of sight before jumping and raising his fist, “Yes!” He couldn’t help but think it was two years ago again.
It’s been a month since both of you started becoming friends, surprising a number of friends. Your writer’s block has melted already sending your fingers flying across the keyboard again. Jaebum and you would spend a lot of walks outside and movie nights on Fridays. Life felt much easier with him around. Both of you were learning ever part of each other like they’ve never heard of it. Each information was sacred. Your favourite colour, his favourite book, favourite music…It was like two years ago when both of you barely knew each other, awkward spaces filling in the gaps.
Still, even with all the positive outcomes with your friendship, one couldn’t help but accidentally recall the past. One of you might actually blurt out that time when they were on a date at the amusement park or when you the place where you both had your first kiss…first ‘I Love You’s. It was inevitable and left you to the uncertainty of being together again. The fear of why you both broke up, coming back to haunt the two of you.
“Where are you going?” Jaebum says as he lies down your bed while you stare at your figure on the mirror. You were wearing a light blue dress and smelled like lavenders when Jaebum arrived. He quizzically looked at you and arched an eyebrow.
You sigh as you reapplied and erased a lipstick, “My friend set me up for a blind date, Jaebum. Try new things and see other people, she said. And…well, he sounded, um, ideal.”
Jaebum fell silent. Was he too late? Have you actually moved on? His heart clenched at the thought of you in another man’s arms. Your smile dedicated to someone who’s not him. Another guy doing the things he used to.
Jaebum couldn’t let you go, he was too selfish to do so.
“Don’t go,” Jaebum sat up and stared at your reflection, your lipstick goes up, marring your cheek.
“What?” you wipe the lipstick with the back of your hand.
“I said don’t go, Y/N.” Jaebum stands up and you feel your heart go wild at the serious Jaebum.
“I like you too much, Y/N. I love you and I miss you and now you’re going to leave me,” he says. “And life’s so difficult without you, you know. No more laughter, no more smiles, no more sounds of the keyboard. No more you. And all I want to do is just hold you and just kiss you. I don’t want you to disappear. I didn’t…didn’t mean what I said a while back.”
You felt like that too. Empty without Jaebum. He seemed to bring colours into your life. And you missed him so so much. You still loved him, your heart aching at the thought of him. You drew in a sharp breath, “I know.”
“Y/N, don’t go.” Jaebum holds your wrist and you sink into his touch.
You closed your eyes and sighed, kicking off your heels to the side, surprising Jaebum, “Fine. What do I tell him? That I’m sick?”
“Yeah…” Jaebum grins at you. “…with chicken pox?”
“Perfect.” you smile and Jaebum immediately envelopes you into a hug, burying his head into your hair, inhaling the lavenders.
His forehead meets yours, both of your breathing intensifying, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I mean it. It’s shitty without you. I don’t want to ever let you go again.”
Summary: You are one of the best hackers the world has ever heard of, but now the United States is in trouble and your head is wanted on a stick. Irene has took it upon herself to make Mitch Rapp your babysitter.
Pairings: Mitch Rapp x Reader
Warnings: Language. Angst(?)
Word Count: 3,705
A/N: I’ve wanted to do a AA series for a while now and after seeing the movie three times, that came to me in a day. There might be a few spoilers below, I tried to wait so people have been able to see it. There will be a part two from Mitch’s POV.
You sat, arms crossed as the car shook your body from side
to side, you didn’t know exactly where you were going and you weren’t too keen
on asking questions. You were picked up sometime last week, although it wasn’t
easy. You knew how to put up a fight and used that to your advantages. “Almost
there.” Irene spoke, you knew exactly who she was, just like she knew exactly
who you were. Keeping tabs on each other like some jealous exes, some might
find it cute. You smirked, not replying, you weren’t speaking until you knew
for sure what was going on. All you knew was that you meant some level of
importance to her and that was all that mattered.
The black SUV pulled up to a small cottage, somewhere by a
lake, the smell of the water hitting you as you got out of the van. “What the
fuck is this Irene?” You heard the voice before you saw a face, but you smiled
nonetheless. In front of you was Irene looking pissed, arms folded in defense
as an older man stood his ground in front of her. You recognized him as Stan Hurley
and you couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself at the thought of what was going
on in front of you. “I see you’ve recovered, Stan.” Irene retorted before
focusing her attention on the man standing off the side behind Stan. His arms
were upon his chest, body wide as he looked over what was happening in front of
him. “Mitch, I’d like you to meet somebody.” Irene stepped forward, gesturing
you to follow pursuit.
“Jughead, please!” Betty pleaded, racing down the stairs after him.
He was struggling to pull on his flannel over the shirt he had borrowed from Betty. “Fuck you! To think, I was going to open up to you! I should’ve known,” Jughead spat as he reached the bottom of the staircase. He tucked his pants and t-shirt under his arm.
“Jughead, I know how it sounded. I swear, I wasn’t talking about you,” Betty’s chin quivered.
“I was stupid enough to believe you once,” Jughead said quietly. He slipped on his shoes quickly.“See ya,” He said, opening the front door.
“Jughead,” Betty begged. Tears threatened to spill over. “We were talking about Archie, I swear. I promise!” Her voice cracked. “Please don’t go.”
Jughead stopped in his tracks, letting the door close towards him as he hesitated in the doorway.
“I wouldn’t talk about you that way,” Betty said quietly. “This isn’t a joke to me.”
Jughead turned slowly towards her. “Why would you say Archie’s pathetic?”
Betty chewed her lip. “He tried to ask out all three Pussycat’s one after another after Veronica turned him down. He tried to make it out like she was the one who was doing - well,” Betty sighed. “Anyway, that’s the gist of it. I’m sorry you overheard that. Please come upstairs, we can talk some more.”
Jughead wordlessly closed the door and slipped off his shoes, following Betty up the stairs.
Betty sat on her bed as Jughead lingered in the doorway.
“Do you… want to keep asking questions? Since we didn’t finish?”
Jughead laughed coldly. “Alright, sure, blondie. Tell me, why do you want to fix me so badly?” Clearly, his walls were back up.
“I don’t want to fix you, Jughead, you’re not broken. I just don’t want you to kill yourself.”
“Well, you’ve got forty-five and a half hours to change my mind. Tick-tock.” He stepped out of the doorway and crossed his legs, plopping himself on the floor.
Jughead raised an eyebrow.
“Why did you stop talking to me?”
“What are you talking about?” Jughead asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
“In seventh grade. You just stopped talking to me and Kevin and Midge and you barely talked to Archie. Your Dad lost the house and you moved to the trailer park and Archie had to force you to talk to him. And when we tried to talk to you, you just - you refused.”
“I didn’t refuse, I-”
“You pushed us all away, Jughead!”
“I was twelve years old and my family was falling apart and we lost our house and moved into a trailer park. Plus, I was trying to help take care of Jellybean - it was all I could do to get up and go to school and do my homework, I - I couldn’t deal with trying to explain everything to my friends.” Jughead said angrily.
Betty nodded slowly. "Okay,“ She murmured.
“So why does the perfect girl next door want to kill herself?”
Betty blanched at his question.
“Well? You said no question off limits, right?”
“I’m not perfect. Don’t call me perfect.” Betty curled her fingers towards her palms, making tight fists.
“That’s not an answer,” Jughead murmured, staring up at the ceiling.
“My sister’s pregnant, in high school, and the father of that baby has been murdered. My dad hardly ever comes home at night anymore. I confessed my feelings to someone who didn’t feel the same way, and while that is all well and good, he is now trying to date my other best friend. I feel like I’m trying to hold my family together. Half the people I know think of me as perfect so I can’t do anything wrong.”
Betty took a deep breath. “And the other half bully me - Cheryl Blossom told me I was too fat to join cheer-leading last year, Reggie Mantle asked if I was going to join the ranks of my sister and get pregnant in high school, random people I don’t even know call our family crazy. There is so much shit going on in my head I can’t take it. I don’t even know when the last time is that I had a good day. So, no reason to stay is a good reason to go, right?”
“Won’t you miss milkshakes and french fries and sunrises?” Jughead asked sarcastically, using Betty’s reasoning against her.
“Yeah,” Betty said, her voice thick with emotion. She took another deep breath, trying to suppress the feeling that she was about to cry. “You know, for me, it’s more like this overwhelming feeling like I’m at a party where I don’t know anybody, and I’m exhausted and bored and all I want to do is go home.” A tear slipped down Betty’s face.
She flicked it away. “Anyway. My turn - what’s one thing you’ve never told anyone?”
“I’m homeless,” Jughead murmured.
“What?” Betty asked incredulously.
“Well, I was homeless. My mom left with Jellybean a year or so ago and my dad started drinking more heavily and lost his job with Fred, and eventually I got tired of his shit. So I slept at the Drive-In. But, as you know,” Jughead rolled his eyes. “The Drive-In got shut down. So I slept at school for a bit. A few weeks ago I moved back in with my dad, I didn’t have any other choice. I’ve been there since he got arrested, but who knows how long I have til they realize I’m alone…”
“I-I’m really sorry Jughead.”
“Your turn,” Betty prompted quietly.
“Same question,” Jughead murmured, finally tearing his eyes away from the ceiling to look at her.
Betty didn’t say a word, just uncurled her fists and showed Jughead what she had done.
Jughead slowly reached towards her upturned palms. He dropped his hands without touching her.
“I can relate.”
“Yeah?” Betty said quietly.
Jughead rolled his long flannel sleeve up towards his elbow. An angry looking red mark was on his forearm. Another one, less fresh but just as painful-looking marked his wrist. “When my dad gets drunk, he gets angry. He takes it out on me a lot.”
Betty touched them gently. “Jughead,” Betty breathed.
Jughead pulled his arm away.
“I’m sorry,” She murmured.
Jughead shook his head. “’S okay. There’s lots more where they came from,” He chuckled humorlessly. He stood up and pulled the t-shirt up so she could see the burns on his stomach and chest. Some were half-moon shapes, some were full circles, some big and some small.
“What are they from?”
“Cigarettes and cigars. The half circles are from when he threw them and they didn’t quite make their mark.” He let the shirt fall back in place.
“Okay,” Betty said, standing up. “Why don’t we stop the questions for a while? I could make a late dinner? Or order a pizza.”
“Pizza sounds good.”
“What do you like on your pizza?”
“Anything except pineapple.”
“I thought you ate anything?” Betty cocked an eyebrow.
“I’d eat it, sure, but that doesn’t mean I like it.” Jughead smirked.
“So what would you like on the pizza?”
“Pepperoni, green olives, onions and mushrooms is my favorite, but most people don’t like ol-”
“No mushrooms and I’m sold.” Betty smiled.
“Deal,” Jughead murmured.
Jughead took the last bite of his crust and rubbed his stomach. “That was amazing. What now?”
“I have an idea,” Betty smiled. “We both pick one of our favorite movies that we don’t think the other has ever seen. What do you think?”
Jughead nodded. “Okay. Let me think.” He crossed his legs. “Have you ever seen Murder by Death?”
Betty smirked. “No, I’ve never even heard of it.”
“That’s my pick.”
“Have you ever seen An Affair to Remember?”
Jughead smiled. “I have, I love that movie.”
“You do not,” Betty laughed.
“I do! I have a soft spot for old romantic movies.”
“Okay, what about The Notebook?”
“Oh, no, no, I said old romantic movies. Not this new wave of Nicholas Sparks rom-com bullshit.”
“So, you’ve never seen it?”
“Then that’s my pick.”
The two of them were on Betty’s bed, the only light in the room the glow from the TV. The end credits rolling for Murder by Death.
“What did you think?” Jughead asked, straightening his legs, stretching.
“It was really, really good actually. I love Alec Guinness. I didn’t really understand the end, though.” Betty admitted.
Jughead explained it, his whole face beaming.
“I’ll have to watch it again,” Betty laughed.
“We could watch it instead of The Notebook,” Jughead laughed, cocking his eyebrow.
“No way,” Betty smiled, scooting off the bed to put her well-used DVD into the machine.
By the time Allie and Noah were lying together in the street, Jughead was hooked. There was a smile playing on his lips.
Betty leaned back against her pillow, next to Jughead. Her eyelids felt heavy.
Jughead felt the warmth of her body against him, but couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen - as much as he was going to hate to admit it, he was really into the movie - plus, her bed was small, not much space for her to move without touching him.
As the end credits rolled, Jughead had to bite his lip to keep the tears from slipping out.
“Wow, okay, I was wrong. That was good.” Jughead stared at the screen in front of him. “What, no ‘I told you so’?” Jughead looked down at the tiny body next to him.
Betty was fast asleep, her head resting against his shoulder, even breaths making her shoulders rise and fall. She had a fistful of his shirt.
“Oh,” Jughead breathed. He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked.
He carefully, slowly, reached for the remote for the TV and turned it off, leaving them in complete darkness. He rested his head gently against hers, not wanting to wake her.
His heart was hammering in his chest, making it impossible for him to fall asleep. After a moment, he felt her stir, her hand reaching out against his abdomen to pull him closer to her. Her fingers lingered on his side as her breathing returned to the rhythmic pace it had been a moment ago.
Jughead felt all the feelings he had tried to pacify for years racing back up to the surface.
Patty Jenkins knew expectations would be stratospheric for “Wonder Woman,” starring Gal Gadot, a former Miss Israel who served as a combat trainer in the Israeli Army. The film (in theaters Friday, June 2) is the summer’s most anticipated release and also the first time the halter-top-and-hot-pants-wearing superhero, who was introduced in 1941, has had a movie all her own. But Ms. Jenkins, whose only previous feature, “Monster,” won Charlize Theron an Oscar in 2004, said she felt pressure most intensely from herself.
“I have a high bar for myself already; I always want to do something beautiful and meaningful,” Ms. Jenkins said by phone from her Los Angeles home. “I was aware that I was the first person of all time getting to direct a Wonder Woman film, and that was taken very seriously.”
She wasn’t the first choice: Michelle MacLaren left, with Warner Bros. citing “creative differences”; and Ms. Jenkins said she and Ms. MacLaren ran into each other as the switch was happening, and hugged. “We’re cool,” Ms. Jenkins said.
Her vision of “Wonder Woman” — someone strong, loving and vulnerable, who exudes sincerity, which Ms. Jenkins says is sorely lacking in films — has most critics in a swoon. Here are edited excerpts from the conversation.
I wish this movie had been around when I was a little kid.
I just got a little teary hearing that, because it hits me every once in a while, when I go to mommy-daughter events. I knew it was going to be PG-13, and there’s so much there for adults, but also that little girls were going to want to see it, so I tried to make it as safe as possible. If we succeeded in bringing something to people while they’re growing up, that would be something.
How does the director and writer of a film Roger Ebert deemed the third best of the decade not immediately get hired to make another feature?
There was a movie I was trying to make right after “Monster,” a bigger behemoth, the Chuck Yeager story. It was a life dream, but it just didn’t line up. We just had issues with the life rights ultimately. Also, I got pregnant, and making a feature is not compatible with the first years of a child’s life. Then the bottom fell out of the indie film world, and nobody was interested in what I brought, but instead in what I could do for them. I had my own scripts, but people didn’t want to read them. They only wanted to do tent poles. So I began doing pilots.
Do you think gender hurt you in terms of trying to make feature films?
I don’t know. Ironically, tent poles were what I was asked to do, though they weren’t ones I was into. I think [being a woman] might have had something to do with why people were not interested in my screenplays. It was, “Ah, we don’t want that point of view, we want our point of view.” If you want more diversity in the industry, you need diverse people writing scripts and developing them.
When you started the project, was the casting nailed down?
The only casting in place was Gal. I’m so picky about casting, and when I heard that they’d cast Wonder Woman, my heart sank. But oh my God, it was one of the luckiest things that ever happened to me, because Gal Gadot is so magical and wonderful. They found the best person in the universe.
Do you think “Wonder Woman” needed a woman to direct it?
I don’t think any movie has to have any specific kind of person. I wasn’t directing a woman, I was just directing a hero, and that freed me up to go broader with her personality than someone might be able to do if they were afraid to make her vulnerable and loving and warm, and not always right, which is absolutely imperative to a leading character. That’s been one of the hardest things about leading characters: Other people might not have felt safe, or worried [that] if there’s any vulnerability, what that’s saying? But main characters have to have flaws, and have a journey and be rich. I felt the same way about “Monster.” A woman didn’t have to direct it, and I wasn’t directing a woman’s story. I was directing a person.
Did you get studio pushback on making Wonder Woman vulnerable?
There were a lot of conversations, definitely, and it was a constant surprise to some people that I was doing it. But you look back at the history of characters, and oftentimes any notion that the lead person doesn’t get to be anything but impeccably right, that becomes D.O.A. That’s been a problem with some of the female characters they’ve tried to put forth. They’re too hard or too strong. I think “Hunger Games” was one of the great things changing that. She’s just a girl.
“Monster” was an indie, and this was a huge movie in terms of its production budget. Was that ever daunting?
Surprisingly, no. The TV projects I was doing were getting to $11 million or $12 million, shooting over an eight-to-10-day period, shutting down the Chicago River with helicopters and 1,000 people. In TV, you can end up working with a very high budget. Then, my vision was so clear for “Wonder Woman.” It’s the exact same math applied to more.
Will there be another Wonder Woman film?
Yeah, I sure hope so. It seems that way.
You’re doing it?
I’d love to, and that’s definitely a conversation, but nothing we are announcing yet.
This may be a cheesy question, but what do you want people to take away from this movie?
Did you say cheesy? Cheesy is one of the words banned in my world. I’m tired of sincerity being something we have to be afraid of doing. It’s been like that for 20 years, that the entertainment and art world has shied away from sincerity, real sincerity, because they feel they have to wink at the audience because that’s what the kids like. We have to do the real stories now. The world is in crisis.
I wanted to tell a story about a hero who believes in love, who is filled with love, who believes in change and the betterment of mankind. I believe in it. It’s terrible when it makes so many artists afraid to be sincere and truthful and emotional, and relegates them to the too-cool-for-school department. Art is supposed to bring beauty to the world.