not sure which of them to do next!

in which jack and shitty accidentally date

based on a dream I had, I present: a short semi-fic about Jack and Shitty and their day-long, beautiful relationship.

Basically, this is what happens:

At a kegster during their freshmen year, in which Shitty is running around being the life of the party even though he’s a freshman, Jack is also in attendance– talking to Berger and Marsh in the kitchen. Jack is there, partly to keep an eye on Shitty, partly because he is surprised by how much he does like some of the guys on his team, mostly because they had won today and Jack is in quite a good mood. Not a good enough mood that he is going to risk going into the living room where music is blasting, but in a good enough mood that he is holding a solo cup of beer and chilling in the kitchen, chatting with Berger and Marsh. He is at ease as Jack ever is– laughing good naturedly as they tease both him and each other and of course, this is when the trouble starts.

The trouble is this: Marsh is drunk and excited that Jack has actually shown up to a Haus kegster and since Jack seems to be in a good mood, Marsh decides to take a risk and ask Jack a Question. More specifically, Marsh rams an friendly elbow into Jack’s ribs and goes:

“Yo, Zimmermann, you like anyone on campus yet?”

A few months prior, that question would have made Jack freeze up. But now, Jack smiles easily (because honestly, it is a rather respectful question– “like” instead of “fuck”; “anyone” instead of assuming “girl”) and he certainly doesn’t want to get into his romantic history or lack of crushes so he smiles, shrugs, and says

“Nah, love’s shitty,” It’s still friendly and he smiles and asks Berg about his crush that the whole team knows about and that should be that.

The problem, however, is that what Alex Berger and Carter Marsh heard was not “Nah, love’s shitty,” but “I’m in love with Shitty.”

Which, of course, is a much bigger deal. 

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After 32 years in the House of Representatives, here is my advice on how people opposed to President Donald Trump’s assault on our basic values — a majority of those who voted last November — can best influence members of Congress. 

Done the right way, communications from citizens can have a significant impact on legislators, even when they claim to be immune to “pressure.” (“Pressure,” in legislative jargon, is the expression of views with which legislators disagree, as opposed to “public opinion” — the term used for sentiments that reinforce their own.)

The key to doing it right is being clear about the goal, which is to persuade the Senator or Representative receiving the communication that how he or she votes on the issue in question will affect how the sender will vote the next time the legislator is on the ballot.

This means the following:

Make sure you’re registered to vote — lawmakers check.

Many office holders will check this, especially for people who write to them frequently. Elected officials pay as much attention to those who are not registered to vote as butchers do to the food preferences of vegetarians.

Lawmakers don’t care about people outside of their district.

You can only have an impact on legislators for or against whom you will have a chance to vote the next time they run. In almost all cases, this means only people in whose state or district you live. Senators or representatives whose names will not be on the ballot you cast are immune to your pressure. There is a small set of exceptions — representatives who want to run for a statewide office in the next election will be sensitives of voters throughout their states.

Your signature — physical or electronic — on a mass petition will mean little.

You are trying to persuade the recipient of your communication that you care enough about an issue for it to motivate your voting behavior. Simply agreeing to put your name on a list does not convey this. I have had several experiences of writing back to the signer of a petition to give my view on an issue only to be answered by someone who wondered why I thought he or she cared.

The communication must be individual. It can be an email, physical letter, a phone call or an office visit. It need not be elaborate or eloquent — it is an opinion to be counted, not an essay. But it will not have an impact unless it shows some individual initiative.

Know where your representative stands. 

If you have contact with an organization that is working on this issue, try to learn if the recipient of your opinion has taken a position on it. When I received letters from people urging me to vote for a bill of which I was the prominent main sponsor, I was skeptical that the writer would be watching how I voted.

Communicate — even if you and your representative disagree.

On the other hand, even where you are represented by people whom you know oppose you on an issue, communicate anyway. Legislators do not simply vote yes or no on every issue. If enough people in a legislator’s voting constituency express strong opposition to a measure to which that legislator is ideologically or politically committed, it might lead him or her to ask the relevant leadership not to bring the bill up. Conflict avoidance is a cherished goal of many elected officials.

Say “thank you.”

If your Representative and Senators are committed to your causes, you should write or call to thank them — not frequently, but enough for them to feel reinforced.

Enlist the help of friends in other districts.

Your direct communication with legislators outside your voting area will have no impact. But you do have friends, relatives, associates etc. Find out who the potentially influenceable legislators are on issues of prime importance to you, think about people you may know in their constituencies, and ask those who share your views to communicate with those who represent them. On an extremely important issue, get out the list to who you mail holidays cards or important invitations and ask them to communicate with their legislators.

To repeat the essence of point 5, if a legislator who you might have expected to vote differently — e.g. a Republican who votes no on a Trump priority — votes as you have urged, send a thank you. 

— Barney Frank, former Democratic representative for Massachusetts. Read more

Jeff gets jealous after the two of you play spin the bottle

Originally posted by bluerangerpower

Request: “could u do a jeff atkins imagine where u guys are at a party w everyone else and he’s really cute w u and everyones playing spin the bottle and it lands on someone else, u can take it from there!“ 

You and Hannah were at Jessica’s party. Hannah decided she wanted to come because Clay invited her. Although it took some encouraging on your part for her to finally give in. You’ve been trying to set Hannah up with Clay since what seems like forever but she’s stubborn most of the times, claiming he "doesn’t like her that way”. 

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Ok ya know that blessed image of Yurio serving pirozhki to Lillia and Yakov??

What if that’s not the only thing he knows how to make?? What if the time he’s not busy skating (or being super emo) is spent in the kitchen ? 

Imagine Victor calling him with an SOS saying “Yurio I’ve had nothing but katsudon for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for weeks. Now don’t get me wrong I love it and I love Yuuri but the next skating season is about to beg–”

“I’m on my way.” 

Yurio slams open their door to their apartment less than 10 minutes later to with a kit of knives and assorted cooking utensils shouting “STEP ASIDE PORK CUTLET BOWL" 

He’s been in the kitchen for over 2 hours now doing GOD KNOWS what, clattering around with the occasional swear 

"Yurioooo we’re hungry" 
"You cannot rush perfection old man" 
"I’m pretty sure my stomach has begun digesting itself" 

He then calls them to the table, which is covered with a silk runner, a beautifully decorated candelabra, and cloth napkins folded in the shapes of swans (Yurio brought all of this along)

 "Alright folks tonight we have a nice al dente pasta, so that it has a bit of a firmness when you bite into it. Now that’s covered with an exquisitely seasoned crushed tomato topping and orbs of pulverized beef. And for garnish we have some fresh picked basil. Enjoy“ 
"Yurio, darling.. I’m pretty sure this is just spaghetti and meatballs" 

Yurio begins fuming, screaming absolute nonsense about "not knowing art” and “ungrateful washed up pricks” as he shoves his things back into his bag (plates of spaghetti and all). He storms out with both his middle fingers extended towards the couple before slamming the door behind him


These are the 6 habits that I try to practice in order to be my most productive self.

✔️1. Healthy Habit Tracker

The best way to be healthy, both mentally and physically, is to track your habits. This will help you to monitor when you complete the daily tasks you have set out to do. For example how much water you have drunk, if you got enough sleep and whether you have done exercise. This can also be extended to things like reading or doing certain daily school tasks which are pretty routine.

✔️2. Write It ALL Down

It helps to have everything written down that you need to do, and how much you need to get done in a day. Being able to see all of your to-do’s in one place each day will help you keep tabs on what you still have to do and the time frame in which you should be doing it.

✔️3. Plan Ahead

Make sure you aren’t leaving things for the last minute. In my opinion, if you want to be the most efficient version of yourself, you need to plan in advance. Set aside time each day to plan the next few days or week ahead. Try as much as you can to diarise certain tasks and then plan how you are going to stick to them. By having deadlines you will motivate yourself to stick to them, and can get so much more done in a day than if you play it by ear. Trust me. [tip: reward yourself for particularly difficult tasks — like getting some new washi tapes]

✔️4. Keep Your Journal on You

Always remember to keep your journal in the same place. I always leave mine on my desk next to my bag, so if I’m in a hurry I can never forget it. This may sound silly but making a habit of always having your journal on you is important as you never know when you will need to add something to your list, or to reference your journal. theres no point having an organised planner but you never have it on you to reference, which means you may forget half of whats in it.

✔️5. One Hour of Admin

No one likes to do admin. But its a necessity and putting it off will only make it worse. Set aside one hour of your day, without any distractions, to get all your admin done. Be it making calls and getting small things at home sorted that have been nagging you, or filing notes, and even getting things in your room in order. This would be the time to get your life in order, without doing anything that really ticks off big items.

✔️6. Treat Yo Self.

Im a solid believer in treating yourself. Long afternoon naps and strong cups of coffee, my two favourites. While treating yourself may not increase your productivity directly, and if taken too far could counter it, but by taking some tim to look after yourself you will feel less stressed and will be able to function at a higher level. I know that when I get too stressed I become forgetful and worry more about not getting things done than actually spending time on getting those things done, which is just plain counterproductive. So I invest a couple minutes a day to treat myself. It can even be a nice facial and doing my eyebrows, to having coffee with a friend at my favourite cafe. By looking after your own mental health you will be doing so much more for yourself than just having a few minutes a day of treating yourself, you will foster a healthier and happier mindset that can help you excel.

Flying to New Heights With the Magnetospheric Multiscale Mission

A mission studying Earth’s magnetic field by flying four identical spacecraft is headed into new territory. 

The Magnetospheric Multiscale mission, or MMS, has been studying the magnetic field on the side of Earth facing the sun, the day side – but now we’re focusing on something else. On February 9, MMS started the three-month-long process of shifting to a new orbit. 

One key thing MMS studies is magnetic reconnection – a process that occurs when magnetic fields collide and re-align explosively into new positions. The new orbit will allow MMS to study reconnection on the night side of the Earth, farther from the sun.

Magnetic reconnection on the night side of Earth is thought to be responsible for causing the northern and southern lights.  

To study the interesting regions of Earth’s magnetic field on the night side, the four MMS spacecraft are being boosted into an orbit that takes them farther from Earth than ever before. Once it reaches its final orbit, MMS will shatter its previous Guinness World Record for highest altitude fix of a GPS.

To save on fuel, the orbit is slowly adjusted over many weeks. The boost to take each spacecraft to its final orbit will happen during the first week of April.

On April 19, each spacecraft will be boosted again to raise its closest approach to Earth, called perigee. Without this step, the spacecraft would be way too close for comfort – and would actually reenter Earth’s atmosphere next winter! 

The four MMS spacecraft usually fly really close together – only four miles between them – in a special pyramid formation called a tetrahedral, which allows us to examine the magnetic environment in three dimensions.

But during orbit adjustments, the pyramid shape is broken up to make sure the spacecraft have plenty of room to maneuver. Once MMS reaches its new orbit in May, the spacecraft will be realigned into their tetrahedral formation and ready to do more 3D magnetic science.

Learn more about MMS and find out what it’s like to fly a spacecraft.

vernon; the boy next door (m)

genre/warnings: fluff/romance/smut, flangst, adorkableness, use of non-penetrative sex toys, (not so) dry humping

word count:  14737

feat: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Joshua, Jeonghan + various 

prompts: roommate!Vernon, silliness, cuddles, mac n’cheese = love 

(a/n) my birthday project for my muse. thank you for everything vern:) and kisses for @vernkn​ who gifed my soft sweater vernon aesthetic. enjoy!

She loved Joshua Hong.

When she was so graciously offered to live in her aunt’s vacation penthouse close to her university of choice, the only catch was that she had to pay some of the bills. Completely fair, because it was a kind enough gesture to give away a freshly furnished space to a niece you barely talked to. Luckily, there was enough room for another guest, enough to split the rent.

So in comes the savior of her life, brother from another mother, Joshua Hong, decked out in sandy beige Sperry’s and ironed white jeans. Fresh from South California, he wore their sunshine on his smile, and their attitude in his Cheshire eyes. He was attending the same university as well, and was conveniently looking for a means to stay. Needless to say, she pounced on him at orientation before he could ask anyone else.

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Zodiac Signs How Others See You

Capricorn:  You’re often seen as an irresistible force and an immovable object. People put you in charge because you’re decisive — you’re famous for having a great sense of realism. When others need a rational head in a crisis, they call on you. In personal relationships, some friends will stand in line to unload their problems on you; others avoid you because they think your outlook is too downbeat. Everyone agrees that it’s difficult to divert you from your course when you’ve set a goal. Some people feel that in order to find the real you they have to strip away layers of secrecy, but most understand that your aloofness stems from a deep sense of personal privacy.

Aquarius:  You’re often regarded as slightly eccentric — not necessarily strange, but certainly an independent character, a kind of daredevil with an unusual way of looking at things. People consider you a pathfinder, a member of the real avant-garde. They think you have a wicked sense of humor, an ability to shock and amuse at the same time. They know you’re open to new ideas, especially when these ideas are yours. People are drawn to your friendliness and enthusiasm, but they withdraw quickly when you turn acid-tongued. Sometimes, because you need so much personal freedom, you give the impression of being uncaring or distant. Those around you may also become annoyed at your stubbornness.

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Theo x Reader

Requested by Anon

Proof reading done by the awesome @joeynihil

“Theo?” You asked when you stopped next to him as he slyly rubbed up against you. “What’re you doing?” 

 “Nothing!” He almost squeaked which naturally had you suspicious that something was wrong worsening. 

 “Sure, I need to go and get my books from Stiles’ jeep I left them in there this morning.” You groaned and jumped when Theo grabbed you by the shoulders and shook you slightly. 

 “I can get them, I’m big and I’m bigger than Stiles so I can carry all the books you’ll ever own!” With that he let go of you and hurtled out of the building. 

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Humans are weird

Ok, so but like what if humans are the only ones who have the whole learning by doing concept? Because sure, we send our young to school for like fourteen years of their life but we still have a pretty prevalent attitude of “eh, let them try it, they’ll either figure it out or learn what not to do next time”. What if aliens are more learn through learning and are just really baffled by humans, particulartly human universities which are basically big melting pots of; “This is either going to kill me OR BE REALLY FUCKING EPIC” 

Alien children are taught exactly why it is a bad idea to enter a pool before they learn to swim, given instuction on all the proper swimming techniques before they even touch water and not allowed out of the shallows until they can prove proficiency in t least two of them. 

An alarming number of human think it is acceptable to teach swimming by tossing someone into the deep end.  

anonymous asked:

I got yelled at in school so I'm feeling really shitty today. Can you write some otayuri headcanon to make my day less shitty please? 🙏

Ahhh, I’m sorry you had a shit day, nonny. :((( I hope it gets better! In the meantime, have some pre-competition rituals (??) headcanons: 

  • The davai stays, because it’s nice to be able to cheer each other on in public, even though there are variations to how it’s being done now. If one of them is skating straight after the other, then the davai is often paired with either a passing clasp of hands when they’re crossing each other, or a quick hug if they’re feeling like it. 
  • Two words: matching hickeys. Yuri loves it, loves making Otabek mark him up just where he knows it’ll peek through his costume slightly, loves marking Otabek up the same way, even if he’s less careful about whether or not Otabek’s costume will hide it. 
  • Bets on who wins! They don’t really care either way, they’re both always happy with whatever the results are, but it’s still fun to bet on who has to plan the next date etc etc. 
  • Bribes to do better! “If you beat your personal best in the free skate tomorrow, I’ll do the thing you really like.” // “…….which thing?” // “All of them.” 
  • Yuri always ends up sneaking into Otabek’s hotel room to spend the night with him before competitions. He knows Otabek gets antsy sometimes, even if he doesn’t like to show it, and Otabek does always sleep better when Yuri is around. Yakov likes to pretend he’s upset about it, but he knows Yuri performs better when he’s sure that Otabek is going to perform well, so.

Hate to Love - Larry Stylinson Fic Rec

Saved Tonightobjectlesson (30.8k)

Harry is the world’s most persistent seduction-baker, a questionable dog-sitter, and Louis’s biggest fan. Louis hasn’t written in years, is trying to pass loneliness off as cynicism, and absolutely hates his fans. It’s probably destiny.

After HoursVelvetoscar (26.7k)

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are the bane of each other’s existences. Unfortunately, they’re already in love–even if they aren’t completely aware of this minor detail.

[A “You’ve Got Mail” AU]

Every story ever toldRearviewdreamer (54.4k)

Becoming a best-selling author isn’t as difficult as Louis would have guessed. It seems all you need these days is the perfect blend of alcohol induced philosophy, complete disregard for one’s dignity, a live blog about how fucked love is, and a bored publisher interested enough to offer him a deal.

Empty Gold rainbow_kings (148k)

AU where Louis Tomlinson attends the vigorous, demanding performing arts school: Guildhall in hopes to complete his theatre degree. He is a scholarship student, always having to work twice as hard to prove his worth which has caused him to feel resentment and anger towards his subordinate position.

Harry Styles is the wealthy, naturally gifted actor who effortlessly snatches all the main roles within the class. The complete contrast to everything Louis is.

Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles have had bad blood and despised each other for the two years they attended Guildhall together, making each task a competition between each other.

In the final year, when Guildhall produces and performs an original play, Louis is heartbroken to learn the lead role has been been received to Harry and he’s the second role. He’s mostly terrified, however, when he realises he has to date Harry in the play as their characters. They come together through awkward stage kisses that transforms to hate sex, heated arguments, rehearsal times after lectures and baking carrot cake together.

Libertélarriebane (18k)

AU. 1647. “Pretending you don’t have a heart is not the best way to not get it broken. It’s just the easiest.”

Or the pirate AU I always wanted to write

I love your demons (like devil’s can)ariadne_odair (60k)

“I am right here,” she says loudly, and she can almost hear the crack when Louis’ head whips around to stare at her.

Why?” Louis asks, and Harry feels her insides shrivel up and die.

Harry didn’t plan to join the football team. She didn’t plan to sleep with the captain of the football team. She definitely didn’t plan to sleep with the closeted captain of the football team, who promptly acted as if nothing happened and left Harry a pathetic, pining mess.

Lips speak louderbravefortheboys (29k)

Pool water dyed blue, a deep hatred for R.E.M., shorts catching on fire, a karaoke night that somehow changes everything, an angering lack of proper communication—oh, and what’s camp without a bit of rivalry?

(AU in which Louis is a summer camp counselor along with a few other less-than-qualified people just trying to make it through the next four weeks in one piece. The curly-headed bloke from the camp sharing the campsite with them surely won’t let that happen)

That good girl faith (and a tight little skirt)ariadne_odair (43.7k)

“What the fuck did you do to my shampoo?” Harry shouts, brandishing the offending bottle like it’s a vial of poison. “Is this fucking mud? Did you honestly replace my shampoo with mud?”

“Not just your shampoo,” Louis says calmly, then cracks up when Harry visibly pales.

Harry and Louis are camp counsellors. They hate each other. The amount of sex they have in the camp showers probably contradicts that.

So after watching that deleted scene :

- Actual Dad Graves who takes care of his Aurors and makes sure they’re alright is canon

- Tina crushing on Graves is canon

- Therefore, we may assume that everyone crushing on Graves can be canon too

- Graves wtf are u doing

- Tina ur future husband is right next to u stop making heart eyes at Graves oh my God


-it’s also canon that Picquery is hella stressed out, which is normal

- But

- Papa Graves. Fuck.

- Also Graves talking in a low, deep, non threatening voice.

- He knows what he’s doing the little shit


flames (m)

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

❝you have always been my everything.❞
→ park chanyeol
→ in where he has superpowers, and you are one of the very few people who know (a collaborative series with @soowritings)

Quick pants of breath replaced the sound of the movie that played on the background, long forgotten as the night continued on in a form of a much more pleasurable excitement.

Chanyeol’s hands found their place on your hip, while the other slid up from your hip to your chest to your cheek, holding your jaw and pulling you closer towards him as he kissed you roughly, passion emitting from the way his lips moved against yours.

You were straddling him, sitting on his lap while both of your legs stayed on either of Chanyeol’s side. Beneath you, his desperate want was caressing you, making you shiver at the small satisfaction and push your hips towards him, enjoying the friction made.

Although he really wanted to, Chanyeol contained his moans in fear that people would find out the naughty act you both were starring on. What meant to be a movie date turned into something much more intimate than planned out. It started the moment you felt his warm hands crawling up your thighs, lightly pinching the inside of it when it got closer and closer to your core. You couldn’t let him have fun without you, so you took the risk and placed your hand right about him, palming it through his shorts. Though the both of you seemed to tense, there were no regrets in picking the seats at the very back of the cinema, hiding your sinful touches and soft whimpers from the audience.

“You’re amazing,” Chanyeol said in breathy voice, the deep tone of his voice sounding much more sexier than it usually was. A smirk played on your lips as you kissed him, your hands gripping onto his bicep and neck, feeling the muscle beneath his skin and the warmth radiating from it. He groaned into your lips when you grinded your hips against his, enjoying the feeling of bliss.

Before you say anything, you pulled away from him, taking into sight his swollen lips and his messy hair with the help of vibrant lights coming from the screen as the movie played. You were out of breath, but not just by losing yourself in Chanyeol’s lips but by also in the way he looked at you as you sat on his lap, hands now on his shoulders to find balance, your hair equally as messy as his and lips probably more swollen than his when he softly took them between his teeth, biting your lips gently before swiping his tongue over them.

Short and almost inaudible moans may have escaped your lips just at the sight of him, it only hit you now that the popular hot business major who was more of a cutie was now yours and more specifically, beneath you, breathless as you continued pushing your hips against him, your core feeling his hard want. His head rolled back, his neck resting at the very top of the chair, eyes closed as the pleasure took over his tall frame. “Only for you, baby,” you whispered into his ears, nibbling on the lobes of his ear, licking them softly before leaving a trail of kisses from his ear to his neck. You sucked the skin of neck, calling out the hot blood that ran in his veins.

The moans and whimpers did leave your lips. His hands were working on you, one on your breast, massaging it beneath your shirt and bra, taking your nipple between his two fingers and pinching it, while the other has resting on your thigh, his thumb caressing your inner thigh, slowly finding their way to your front, rubbing against the sensitive area, pushing your euphoria further into its limit.

His name left with every moan, whimper, and groan that seeped from your mouth, and you could tell he liked it as his own lips spilled out your name in a growl, his deep voice now heavily raspy.

You were too lost at the moment, you didn’t realize that heat coming from his hands, his neck, and his body. Maybe it was just the immense exhilaration you’ve created in a heist to orgasm, that beautiful white hot bliss.

It never occurred, not even when your shirt was no longer on your body, its material nonexistent as you continued to please yourselves. The thought only hit you when Chanyeol’s warm hands were against your skin, the heat from his hand radiating to your cold body.

“Chanyeol,” you said, confusion mixed into your lust filled voice, “where did my shirt go?” Chanyeol’s trail of kisses abruptly stopped, however, his hands remained on your waist, warm and comforting despite the lack of coverage from the unknowing audience.

Chanyeol muttered curses beneath his breath, his hands now on his lips, his fingers playing against each other as he bit his lip in concentration. He was very conflicted for some reason. All that has happened was your shirt getting lost… for no reason at all… except one. “Chanyeol?” His name came out like a question, wondering if he was still sane and still had his wits to answer.

His eyes darted across the cinema, looking like he was searching the area for any signs of danger before placing his attention towards you. In his eyes, a deep fire flashed behind those deep brown colors, pulling you into a trance as you stared at it, slowly leaning towards him, your lips attracted to his and the warmth he provided. “I have to tell you something.”

“What?” You sounded like you didn’t know what was happening like as if you’ve never noticed this type of thing before, but Chanyeol was wrong. “I know you’re not like me,” you told him, sitting on his lap diligently like a kid, explaining to him how he was such an idiot that he could keep his powers hidden to you.

“Chanyeol, you always leave burnt handprints on our mattress after every time we do it, and you always also seem to be too warm even at the coldest places. Like please explain to me how on earth were you so warm when we were at the ice skating rink after your Economics lecture yesterday. I know you have powers, Chanyeol. Although it defies each law of our universe, I will accept you as a person with a heart, mind, and soul. I just wish you were open and honest to me about it.”

Somehow, your hand ended up in Chanyeol’s, seeking warmth in the comfort of his hidden flame within him. The only response you received from him was a steamy kiss, almost returning you back to your original intentions as the back of a theatre. “You’re so fucking amazing, Y/N,” he said, smiling as he pulled away from your lips.

“I’m not sure how the hell you’re taking this so well, but damn, I’ll take it. If only I wasn’t so afraid of revelation, I would have told you everything.” The fire within his eyes reflected a sad and mellow color of blue, his hands slowly losing their heat. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know how to tell you about this absurd talent of mine, and it’s not just me who has these special talents. The othe-”

You butted into his statement, “Oh, is that why the room always seems brighter whenever Baekhyun laughs?”

Chanyeol let out a small giggle, unable to comprehend your calmness despite the insane topic of unreal supernatural powers given to him and the rest at birth. You joined him as you’ve realized every weird event with him and his friends were all connected to their own unique powers. You laughed even more when you’ve realized one thing.

You were shirtless, your bra exposed to the curious eyes of the world or more specifically, the audience as the credits rolled on the screen. Chanyeol caught up to the idea without you having to say anything, his eyes once again lost in concentration. The next thing you know, a big comfy shirt was on your body, and your hands could feel the hard lines of Chanyeol’s abs.

“Well, I can’t let others think that my girl is open for viewing,” Chanyeol said, raising from his seat as he held onto you, making sure your feet were firmly on the ground before releasing you from his strong hold.

The people’s eyes were now turned towards Chanyeol and his toned body. Each muscle was mesmerizing as his movements made them flex before your eyes… and the audience’s.

The familiar overprotective feeling of yours resurfaced, and you tried to cover him by placing your back directly against his, making sure it remained that way until you’ve reached his car which thankfully wasn’t far.

This time, the heat surging through your body was of anger and was your own, created by jealousy and anger at the selfish eyes of young women in the crowd. You slapped Chanyeol’s thigh as soon as he sat down on the driver’s seat. “Idiot! Next time you’re thinking about doing that, you better think again. You also have to learn how to have better control over your powers. I can’t go topless every time you get horny, Chanyeol!” You scolded him, although your cheeks were burning out of embarrassment. Chanyeol merely chuckled, his deep voice awakening your lust to complete your unfinished business.

“Okay, baby, but first,” his hand traced your thigh’s skin, lighting fires within you as its warmth drew closer and closer towards your core, your breaths started to sound like whimpers, your hand squeezed his shoulder beside you while the other held onto the soft cushion of the car seat, Chanyeol’s eyes burned with a red hot flame, and an all too familiar smirk appeared on his lips, “let’s finish something we’ve already started.”

BTS as Flirty Starbucks Guys - Yoongi

Request by@belikelasagna: Annyeonggg Request: Them as flirty Starbucks guyss Hope you don’t mind me requesting reeeally often!! :))


Thank you so much for the request lovely😘I’m so sorry it took so long for me to get this out but as you’ll be able to see, it’s not texts I did but rather drabbles, so they each took me quite a while because I wanted to make sure I captured each member as well as I could🙈

I really hope you like them and continue to request because this was a really fun one to do!🙌🎉

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Member: Yoongi

Length: 901 words

“He’s staring at you again.”

You looked up at the sound of your best friend’s voice, words of dismissal already on your tongue, but they die right there as you make eye contact with said person who was – evidently – staring your way.

“How could you even tell? You’re not even facing him.” You turned your gaze to look at the person sitting opposite you and it was her turn to look up at the sound of your voice.

“I don’t have to, I can feel it.” She said simply, shrugging, reaching forward to grab her coffee and take a sip.

“Maybe he’s only looking at me because he can’t see your face and actually wants to look at you?” You retorted, your own hot chocolate cradled between your hands, savouring the warmth the mug radiated.

“Yeah and I’m also a part-time unicorn who gives rides to the Easter bunny on the weekend.” She deadpanned and you had to cover your mouth to keep from laughing and spitting out your drink you had just taken a sip of.

You managed to swallow your hot chocolate and as the sound of your laughter died down, you heard the end of a soft chuckle from somewhere in the room and looked around, pinpointing its location quite quickly.

Cute Coffee Guy – as you and your best friend had dubbed him not so long ago – was again looking in your direction and you could see his shoulders moving slightly as if he’d just finished laughing about something but still found it amusing, with a soft, gummy smile on his face.

“10 bucks he’s looking at you again.” Your best friend was now smirking and you could feel the blush colouring your cheeks almost instantaneously.

“Shut up.” You mumbled, putting your mug down and covering your heated cheeks with your hands, avoiding any and all eye contact now as you tried – and failed – to hide your embarrassment, all thanks to your lovely best friend.

Your lovely best friend who was currently getting up and looking like she was about to leave.

“Wait, where are you go-?” The words died on your lips as you saw who was currently approaching you and you shot your best friend multiple death glares as she grabbed her bag and backed away towards the entrance of the Starbucks you were currently in, shooting you winks and wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

You were just about to get up and follow suit, when the person approaching you came to a stop at your side and you were forced to acknowledge his presence.

“Uh hi.” You mumbled, feeling your cheeks start to flush again while simultaneously plotting your best friend’s murder for the thousandth or so time in the last few minutes.

“Hi. I wanted to come over and see if you needed another drink. Hot chocolate right?”

Cute Coffee Guy was looking at you, Cute Coffee Guy came up and spoke to you personally AND remembered your order, Cute Coffee Guy… was waiting for an answer.

“Yeah, I had hot chocolate but I’m okay for now, I don’t need anything else.” You managed to get out while your heart had picked up its pace in your chest when he smiled at you again, his eyes crinkling, adorable gummy smile out in full force as his right hand went up to push the soft, black hair of his fringe from his eyes when they opened again.

“Right, no hot chocolate, how about a date then?” He said softly but straightforward and you had to bite your lip to keep yourself from breaking into a grin.

“Only if I can have your name?” You replied cheekily and that seemed to have caught his attention even more, his own smirk making its way onto his face to match the one that was currently on yours.

“You can have my name, if I can have your number?” Cute Coffee Guy teased lightly and a giggle escaped your lips.

Reaching for the serviette you had gotten with your hot chocolate, you grabbed the pen that was next to your notebook in front of you and scribbled down your number, before folding it up and passing it to him. Then, grabbing your bag and putting all your stuff back inside, you stood up and took a few steps back.

“So do I get your name now?” You smiled, your fingers on your right hand playing with the rings on your left.

You got another gummy smile from Cute Coffee Guy as he looked up from his phone where he’d been busy typing in your number, and ignored the vibration of your phone in your pocket which you figured was just him texting you so you had his number.

“I’m Yoongi.” His smile stayed on his face as he walked away backwards before he gestured to your pocket, “check your phone,” was all he added, and then he was back behind the counter taking another customer’s order.

Pulling your phone from your pocket, you felt the blush colour your cheeks for the third time that afternoon as you read the message staring up at you, obviously from him.

It took me about 3 weeks to get up the courage to come up to you, but you looked so beautiful when you blushed I couldn’t help it. Friday night, dinner at 7, on me?


Fingers crossed you say yes Y/N.


-Yoongi x

How to Care for a Laitobat

This is a small How to Guide to inform Laitobat owners how to take care and look after their new pet bat.

1. Like all Diabolik bats, Laitobat is mostly active at night, so make sure before adopting your Laitobat that your life style suites your new pet’s habits. Laitobat is more suited for a single owner rather than a family. Is very comfortable with having other bat companions, male and female.

2. Laitobat is not very picky about his food, but make sure he actually eats his foods and has regular snacks. Laitobat has a tendency to lose weight quickly.

3. Laitobat has a tendency to hump his favorite toys. He prefers squeaky toys of the softer variety. Owners that do not want to hear repetitive high pitch sounds may want to buy soft toys that will not squeak. However, Laitobat may still try to find a replacement. Removing all toys from his grasp will result in aggressive and destructive behavior.

4. Make sure to keep all of Laitobat’s toys clean. Clean them every 2 days or have a rotation, clean some one day and the others the next. Laitobat enjoys clean things, if his toys are soiled he will seek out new things to play with which may result in a scratched up couch or broken personal effects.

5. Make sure to give Laitobat plenty of time out of his cage. Laitobat will not make much of a fuss of being put in his cage if he knows he will be let out a little later. Keeping the cage close to where you do most of your daily activities will also allow Laitobat to feel more comfortable in his little home.

6. When leaving the house, make sure to keep music playing for your Laitobat. Failing to do so will result in a upset Laitobat that will refuse to spend time with you once you are back home. An Owner that does not have a radio or computer to play music should maybe consider getting Laitobat a bat companion. This will allow Laitobat to socialize while you are not home. 

7. Keep female bat companions in separate cages from Laitobat. Laitobat, even when not in mating season, will try his luck. 

8. Remember that Laitobat can also have his down days and tantrums. If your Laitobat seems gloomy, let him out of his cage and give him some quality time, this may involving playing games or giving him head pats.

9. Remember that Laitobat while in a tantrum will not give you many signs, so make sure to be on the look out for physical and sound queues that may indicate and irritated Laitobat. Laitobat will often tense up his wings ready to deploy them when angry. Laitobat will also let out small growls or hisses to let you know he isn’t having any of it. Laitobat bites hard when pushed to his limit, so don’t force your Laitobat into situations where you may notice aggressive behaviors.

10. Laitobat is one of the most affectionate Diabolik bat. So owners should not be surprised to see Laitobat attempting to climb their shoulder to rest close to their neck or in their shirt. It should also be understood that you may end up getting a little humping action if Laitobat feels very close to you. Don’t worry, it should be taken lightly and understood that it’s his way to show he cares. 

Over all care statistics:

Socialization needed: 3 / 5
Grooming needed: 3 / 5
Training ability: 4.5 / 5
Friendliness in a family: 2 / 5
Friendliness towards owner: 5 / 5
Friendliness towards other bat pets: 3.5 / 5
Heavy eater: 1 / 5
Activity levels: 4 / 5
Chattiness levels: 3 / 5

Clay kisses you during a game of spin the bottle

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

Request: “Can you please do more clay imagines????? They are my life!!!!!!😍😍” + “Could you do more Clay imagines? Like maybe he teaches you how to play video games or something just cute and sweet with Clay cause my baby deserves the world 😊😊" 

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Everybody chants. 

‘Oh boy how did I get into this situation?’ 

I was at another one of Jessica’s parties. Her, along with me, Justin, Zach, Bryce, Alex, Monty, Jeff, Courtney, Sheri, a few other kids from school, and finally Clay, were sitting in a circle in the living room. We were playing spin the bottle and so far it has been pretty interesting. Alex and Justin had to kiss each other, as well as Zach and Monty. It was pretty hilarious. I don’t usually go to parties but a certain someone asked me if I was going and of course I couldn’t say no. 

Can you guess who that certain someone is? 

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kysongbird  asked:

Will you guys be doing anymore of the WTNV Parody series? I've probably never laughed so much in my life. I love them so much! xD

Yes indeed! So with Night Vale we kind of wrote ourselves into a corner in which the next episode needs different sets and so on - which is not to say we aren’t continuing, just that we want it to be the best quality it can be so we’re making sure we do it right. At the moment it’s scheduled to go out in June :D Thank you so much for watching, glad you enjoy them!

For anyone who wants to watch, episode 1:

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irene coming to visit and john gets jealous qwefghjk

Sherlock isn’t surprised when the first thing John does upon entering the flat is drop the bag of groceries in his hand.  He looks up from where he’s perched in his chair to find John standing in the doorway, his eyes glued to the woman that’s standing by the fireplace.  

“Ah, good.  You’re back,” Sherlock says, smiling.  “You remember Ms. Adler, of course.”

Irene turns around, all grace and elegance, and gives John a mischievous smile. “Hello, John,” she says.  Her smile widens, and she tilts her head when John doesn’t move. “Aren’t you going to come in?  We’ve just been having a lovely chat.”

John stares at her hard, and Sherlock can see a muscle twitching in his jaw.  He can’t help feeling a bit amused.  It wasn’t as if he could be shocked that she was alive since he’d already deduced that on Sherlock’s birthday.  And his jealousy was now completely redundant considering he’d spent the past two weeks sleeping in Sherlock’s bed, usually very much unclothed.

“What are you doing here?” John asks, his voice hard, and then he looks at Sherlock.  “What is she doing here?”

“Ooh, still so feisty,” Irene purrs, and John’s fists clench.

Sherlock sighs and stands up, handing Irene the piece of paper she’d given him upon her arrival.  She takes it from him, folding it up and slipping it down into her shirt, her eyes wicked.  

Sherlock rolls his eyes at her and turns to John.  “She requires my assistance.  For a case,” he says.

He walks over to John–whose eyes are once more narrowed on Irene–and steps right into his space, raising one hand to his jaw, urging John to look at him.  His shoulders are set in a tense line, his jaw tight, and he lets out a shaky breath when he meets Sherlock’s eyes.

“John,” Sherlock says softly.

“I don’t care if I’m being ridiculous,” John says immediately, his voice low enough that Irene wouldn’t be able to hear.  “I don’t want her here.”

“I know,” Sherlock says.  “She’s not staying.  She’s leaving town again tonight. And, for the record, you are being ridiculous.”

John opens his mouth, but Sherlock kisses him before he can say whatever angry words are on the tip of his tongue.  John huffs, but he doesn’t pull away, allowing Sherlock to tilt his head back and kiss him soundly until John’s hands are curled into Sherlock’s shirt at his sides rather than into tight fists.

“Oh, bravo,” Irene says, sounding highly amused, and John breaks away, tension flooding him again.  “Took you two long enough.”

“You can leave anytime,” John snaps.

Irene walks over to them, every step calculated and every movement flawless. She pauses just next to them and reaches out to run her hand down Sherlock’s bicep, which has John’s teeth snapping together and his eyes hardening.

“Goodbye, Sherlock,” she says, but her eyes are on John, and she winks at him.  “It was absolutely wonderful to see you again.”

Sherlock resists the temptation to roll his eyes again.  “Do go along before John has a fit.”

“Oh, but he’s so cute when he’s all riled up,” Irene says sweetly.  “Besides, I’m sure he’s a fabulous shag when he’s in such a state.”

“Out!” Sherlock orders, pointing at the door.

Irene sighs.  “Fine, fine.  So touchy, the both of you.”  She sweeps out of the door, but not before adding, “I’ll be in touch.”

John doesn’t relax until he hears the door to 221 close, and even then he’s still thrumming with palpable anxiety.  Sherlock steps closer, pushing until John’s back hits the wall, and he kisses him, soft and slow and deep.  John’s fingers thread through his hair, tight and desperate, and Sherlock presses him to the wall with his whole body, surrounding him.

“She means nothing to me, John,” he says into his mouth.

John just shakes his head hard.  “You saved her life.”

You saved mine,” Sherlock breathes, and John goes still.  Sherlock pulls back just enough to look into his face, reaching up to trail his fingertips down one cheek.

John just stares at him for a long moment, his eyes wide, and then he pushes up onto his toes to kiss him again, and this time he’s not trembling with jealousy or anger, only with desire, and Sherlock follows him willingly down the hall and into the bedroom.

Sirius being protective over you would include…

- Even though Sirius isn’t much of the jealous type, you’d soon notice that he’d get incredibly protecive over you at times

- He wouldn’t for example be bothered by some random guy getting a bit flirty around you (even though it wouldn’t be his favourite thing), but he actually quite knew that none of these guys could compete with him

- What made him snap however, were people looking at you in the wrong way

- He’d instantly be by your side, towering next to you and placing a hand on your waist, while practically killing the other person with his looks

- If they wouldn’t back away, he’d absolutely have no problem with ‘invading their personal space’ a bit

- He would step closer to them, lowly growling in their ear, demanding for them to leave you alone (which actually wasn’t ever met with some kind of resistence)

- “Listen, you piece of dirt. I do not give a damn about your desperate little life, but be sure that I will end it on the spot if you dare to keep looking at my little one like that.”

- Him not wanting you to go out alone in the dark, so he would make sure that either him, or one of your friends would be around whenever you were on a night out

- You always being told to be careful wherever you go

- Like, wherever you go, even if you just go shopping for groceries

- You at some point asking him what always got him so worried, just for him to confess that he simply doesn’t want anything to happen to you

- “Y/N I.. I know I might seem a bit overprotective at times, but sweetheart, I can’t even endure thinking about something happening to you”