obviously i think about him too much

Me and Chez, our relationship is amazing and I put that down to her support more than anything, she’s just so great. Obviously, I’ve just started being a dad and I’m all tired promoting my single and she gives me no bother about it. She’s like, ‘You’ve gotta go and do your job, do your job,’ - that’s how she is with it. And Bear, Bear’s beautiful. I love him and miss him terribly. I can’t talk about him too much as it makes me sad because I do miss him a lot. You know when people go, 'Oh, show us a picture-’, and I show them a picture and think, 'Oh, I don’t really want to’, because I get really sad about it because I miss him. It is hard being away from your newborn son, but I understand this is something that I have to do, and I want to do, and it’s an experience that most people would die for.
—  liam talking about cheryl & bear recently! (via cheriam news on twitter)

anonymous asked:

Its not even been two episodes and i know. Yousef is everything willhelm should have been. I like this guy

ways yousana is already more healthy from yousef’s pov by 4.02 than n*oorhelm ever was from william’s, a list:

  • obviously likes sana but doesn’t assume she’ll inevitably like him back ✓
  • respects sana’s boundaries and space while still expressing interest in her/her life ✓
  • talks to sana about her interests instead of just how attractive he thinks she is ✓
  • interacts positively with her friends ✓
  • sees how much sana values her friends and doesn’t use one of them to blackmail her for attention ✓
  • has made her genuinely and softly smile three (3) times and we’re only on ep two ✓✓✓

anonymous asked:

Why do you think Jake was running away from Dirk and complaining about him? I just can't imagine what was happening in his head to do such things, also I have a hard time believing that Jake loves Dirk romantically although I want to. I've been reading your analysis and I'm still not sure.

So remember when this was going on:

While Grandpa was off doing…fucking this:

Jake’s fundamental problem is the same as Grandpa’s: Escapism. In Grandpa, that misery and desire for escapism seems to grow into outright delusion–the guy seems plain old not that in touch with reality.

That’s how Jake operates when he has problems he doesn’t like and he doesn’t want to do better. Jake runs away because Dirk is needy and suffocating–the dude ain’t perfect, and he’s not any better at talking about his problems than Jake is because he likes to pretend they don’t exist by subsuming them into his (fake as shit) hypercapable persona.

But Dirk was needy and suffocating in the first place at least partly because Jake had already hurt his feelings pretty badly several times over, and led Dirk to believe he was most likely straight. Jake is aware of this!

But Jake would, in all things, prefer to resolve his conflicts in a way that doesn’t require him to acknowledge or address any way he might have possibly fucked up or hurt his friend’s feelings. That’s why neither of them can make actual progress on improving their relationship–Jake is as willfully ignorant about the core of their issues as Dirk is willfully burying them to keep up his front. And neither of them will likely talk about how Jake really felt about Brobot or about the whole AR situation for that exact same reason. Jake is busy immediately trying to forget any of that existed or could, in fact, have been parsed as a problem. Dirk is terrified of hearing Jake’s real answer. 

My friend Sburb (who I mysteriously can’t tag?? sorry about that) made a really good point about Jake’s planet–Xenon. Xenon can be used as an anesthetic, numbing one’s perception of the world, and that lines up with Jake’s modus operandi perfectly. It’s not that Jake doesn’t like Dirk, but that he is deeply terrified of confrontation and numbs himself to any possibility that may require it. Like, it’s no mistake that Jake’s innate sense of happiness and ignorance ramp up in intensity PRECISELY to match the most depressing thing he’s confronted with–Erisolsprite. Jake knows how miserable and angry Erisol is on some level, but acknowledging that would be really sad and require Jake to do something probably uncomfortable! So he doesn’t, and he pretends there isn’t a problem instead. Like. Really aggressively.

After like SIX MONTHS of enjoying Dirk’s company despite all these issues on BOTH their ends, long past the point when people who weren’t teenagers who don’t know what they’re doing would have sat down and said “Ok there’s definitely a problem here, let’s talk about it,”–yeah, all these underlying problems stress Dirk out enough that he gets to be too much for Jake and he runs away. Where he goes right on thinking about Dirk all the time, subjecting Jane to long rambles about him, and when Caliborn comes calling Jake spends his time making comments like this:

Which is A) Trolling Caliborn to some extent and really fucking funny, I love you Jake, B) Indication that Jake is now a lot more comfortable positioning himself as mlm than he was when talking to Jane, and C) That last one is obviously a reference to Dirk that Jake is making intentionally. Jake is, again, sharper than he’s given credit for. He knows what classpects are and he’s spent six months in a session where there’s exactly four of them. Even while running away, Jake is still making comments about Dirk that would absolutely be flirting if he were talking to the guy himself, and still largely thinking positively about him. 

Jake running away doesn’t reflect his feelings for Dirk. It reflects his obsessive need to avoid confrontation, and his willingness to believe anything he can tell himself to avoid it. 

“Rum & Coconuts” - h.s. Part 4

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

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Neither you nor Harry mentioned the small semi-argument you’d had the night at the dance club for a couple of days. You went out surfing and swam in the ocean and explored the beaches with a very close Beau and Savie and met up with Charlie and Henry whenever they weren’t working. You spent time cooking and dancing along to the local radio, and you almost forgot that there had been a moment there where you’d almost spilled your heart’s deepest wish to speak your vows to Harry. 

You were in the last three days of your vacation when you woke up to a phone going off, which was something that you hadn’t had happen to you in a while. You felt Harry’s hand shift across your body as he was slowly woken up from the shrill noise as well, and you opened you eyes to see him reaching for his phone and blinking to get a look at the caller.

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Mami’s Guide to Monsta X

Hello~ I have a rather odd request. You know Monsta X super well and I was wondering if you could give me a small guide on each member? Like their names/stage names and a little on what they’re like. Im so bad at telling them apart and remembering their names ㅠㅠ It’s really a really odd ask so you don’t have to ^^;; Thank you though.

This is not a weird request at all, in fact, I’m rather honored you asked me of all people to do this tbh so I am going to go all in ayy and tell you about this wonderful group of memes.

So, I was going to put a link on here to wthmille’s stan monsta x video (it sums them up perfectly) but it seems to have been taken down so unfortunately you can’t watch it unless you watch this where some British lad reacts to it. It’s not the same effect but it’s that or nothing unfortunately. I’m salty that video has gone down tbh it was amazing. Mille is also amazing- okay focus, Monsta X. Right.

Originally posted by the-xclan

I’m going to start at the beginning of Monsta X and give you a lil’ bit of history of these memes. So, they all started off on this music show called no mercy with a bunch of other guys. The idea of no mercy is basically you have to perform each week and someone gets knocked out each week. The winners of the show, obviously, are our wonderful seven.

Originally posted by wonhontology

We’re going to start with leader Shownu (Son Hyunwoo) he’s a rather shy character and the others like to make fun of him. He’s, from what I gather, a really fluffy and sweet guy. He was at JYP as a trainee, but shit went down and now he’s with starship. He’s friends with GOT7.

He’s super talented. He has an incredible singer, and his dancing is literally out of this world. He helps create the choreographies and claims he can pick up and move things around with his toes. I told you they are literal memes. He is very much a gym person and likes to work out a lot (it certainly shows)

When I write for Shownu I try my hardest to capture his soft soul and his kindness. He seems like the kind of person that is quiet, but has the biggest impact of all. The rest of Monsta X are literal animals so I question how he stays so sane sometimes. He is known as the “Dad” of the group, and he does come across of acting rather fatherly towards them since he looks after them all.

Originally posted by aceyng

So now we’ve discussed Dad, I should probably introduce you to the Mum of Monsta X, otherwise known as Yoo Kihyun. Kihyun, according to the other members, nags them a lot and doesn’t like mess. He is that much like a Mother, and he also checks Changkyun before he sleeps (how fucking cute I can’t even-). Fun fact about Mum and Dad though, in no mercy, Kihyun and Shownu had to work together to do a duet and they were so awkward. Like you could just feel the awkwardness watching them, they were so uncomfortable around each other. Obviously, they are comfortable now and yeah, but I just think it’s amazing how much they’ve developed. A lot of people ship these too but I can’t really bring myself to. I’m changki trash I’m sorry.

Anyway, Kihyun is basically lead vocals (he kills it, he’s amazing) and if that’s not enough, he can also play the guitar and the piano. He’s also talented at cooking, he likes making ramen, and according to him, all of the other members are awful cooks (I can believe that tbh). He’s really salty about his height since he’s one of the shortest members. He hates his aegyo but let’s be honest he’s the only one.

Originally posted by kihyuon

Now I have told you about Kihyun, I can tell you about his other half, Lim Changkyun (Stage name: I.M.) He used to live in America at some point so he can speak English rather well. He’s another one that is rather quiet though, he’s not your stereotypical childish maknae, he’s rather reserved and comes off as quite mature. Except for when he’s biting Shownu’s arms I can’t justify that I’m sorry, I don’t get it either.

Apparently he is closest to his fellow rapper Jooheon, but he is close with other members too, and likes to play games with Kihyun. He seems sweet, but don’t be fooled, because he can and will wreck you.

Originally posted by kittyminhyuk

Let’s talk about Lee Jooheon shall we? Well, Jooheon is literally a ball of fluff and a ball of fire all at the same time. When he raps, he’s like a beast, honestly, he’s so powerful and strong on the stage but in real life he is a literal cinnamon roll and his aegyo will make any heart melt (except for the one time he did aegyo and a baby cried). He’s kind of innocent to be honest, especially by comparison to the others, he doesn’t seem like he really understand innuendos, but he’s still hilarious all the same.

Fun fact for you, he really disliked Changkyun on no mercy because long story short, Changkyun replaced someone else and Jooheon (and the others as well tbh) were really salty about it. But they’re literally best pals now so it’s chill. He is also friends with GOT7 (at least Jackson, anyway). He plays the cute boy image really well. He’s scared really easily.

Originally posted by minhyuk1

Next up we have Shin Hoseok (stage name: Wonho). This is where the penny drops and people who are now just finding out about this group realise where the inspiration for my username came from. Wonho is everyone’s bias wrecker. I don’t care what you say. If he’s not your bias, he’s your wrecker.

Wonho is literally the cutest member. He openly states he doesn’t care for gender roles and he has admitted before now that he doesn’t mind what gender he dates, all that matters is that they can cook good ramen. A lot of people ship him with Hyungwon, I am also guilty as charged.

Before he debuted, he lived in a poor family. He cried on no mercy telling the story of how his Mother sold all the furniture and that he had to debut for her and omg (I don’t cry, ever, and this nearly brought me to tears NEARLY) He is rather sensitive from what I gather, but that’s just what makes him all the more charming. He’s another one that takes his gym and fitness very seriously (again, it certainly shows).

Originally posted by minhyuk1

Next we have Lee Minhyuk! The sunshine of the group. Minhyuk is the energetic one, and according to the other members he’s quite talkative even though he was quite quiet when he first started at the company. (ofc now he never shuts up, but that’s the beauty of him, really)

He’s said many times that he’d like to become an MC. He often MC’s for Monsta X on variety shows. He is a great MC. he’s very loud, confident and bubbly. He’s definitely the mood setter in the group. One of the members that he is closest with is Shownu because he said their personalities are so different it just works. There are a fair few Showhyuk shippers out there.

Originally posted by wonhontology

I was trying to avoid this one until the end because last but not least, we have my bias. Chae Hyungwon. Now, Hyungwon wasn’t always my bias, he was my wrecker, and unfortunately, he wrecked me completely and now he’s my bias.

How do I begin to explain Hyungwon? He’s a meme, the biggest one in the group, but he is also so sexy. He doesn’t get a lot of lines in songs I’m salty af but when he does he kills it. And his dance moves? It’s literal dancing sex jfc (I feel like I’m slightly biased ayy about him but idc)

Hyungwon is known to sleep a lot, apparently he can sleep for like 30 hours in a row or something like that. He’s rather calm and reserved in interviews and on national appearances but according to the other members he’s the loudest in the dorm so, who knows???

He dances really well, is widely known for his mantis dance (don’t ask). He does a lot of modeling in his spare time, and a lot of people compliment him for his good looks (the judge on no mercy was really flustered by him because of his good looks.) He is both a visual and a meme.

Originally posted by hyungjooki

So this is my guide to Monsta X. I hope it was somewhat educational.

Please stan Monsta X, they are well worth it. I promise you will not be disappointed.

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He is strong. He has been through a lot and big things, not just broken bones. He is a guy who loves the game so much and loves to compete on the ice so I think it is hard on him to be sitting out and watching the games. He comes around. We try not to talk about it too much and obviously we want to know how he is doing.

Spell me out of this

Hey hello so I’ve been making false starts on this idea for a fic for MONTHS now and I attempted maybe five different versions of it with vastly different storylines, none of which really worked, and in the end I just spent three days on this and meh okay here goes. Simon can’t deal with his feelings for Baz so he uses magic to repress them.


(Sixth year)

SIMON

Agatha is upset with me, because I didn’t ask her where she’d been. I think. She’s been gone the entire day, and I just figured she had something she needed to do or she was sick or she needed a day off, and I pushed it out of my mind, and I didn’t say anything. She thinks I don’t care enough about where she is, or what she’s doing. She thinks that if I like her, those are things I should worry about.

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Agatha is upset with me, because we’ve barely spent any time together over the last week. She thinks I’m too busy following Baz around to care that I’m never around her. She thinks that as her boyfriend, I should want to spend time around her. But I do want to spend time around her. I just know Baz is up to something.

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Penny keeps nagging at me, because she thinks it’s weird that I don’t talk about Agatha much. I don’t think she has a problem with it, but she’s convinced that I don’t like Agatha the way I did in fourth year. In fourth year, I wouldn’t shut up about her. I told her that liking Agatha doesn’t mean I have to think about her all the time.

‘Well, no, but it’s a known symptom,’ Penny said.

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Penny says it’s strange that Agatha doesn’t seem to get under my skin. The other day Agatha got frustrated with me for botching up a spell, and Penny said she was surprised when I didn’t seem really worked up about it.

‘That’s because you guys know what my magic is like,’ I said. ‘Agatha’s just frustrated, she’s not judging me.’

Penny says I used to try so hard to impress Agatha, but now she thinks I’m just going through the motions. I told her I’m trying to be a good boyfriend, and she said I’m only doing it because it’s what I’m supposed to do.

‘What are you saying, Penny?’ I finally ask. I know she’s getting at something.

‘I just don’t think you two are that into each other,’ she says. ‘What she said didn’t bother you?’

‘No. Why would I be pissed at her? She wasn’t trying to upset me. Not like when Baz says things like that.’

It does bother me when Baz insults me. (Not to mention the fact that he does it all the time. It’s his favourite hobby.)

‘You barely hang out together anymore.’

‘We do, I’m just busy…’ Following Baz. Trying to figure out what he’s plotting. There have been weeks where I barely let him out of my sight.

‘You never talk about her,’ Penny continues.

‘What do I talk about, then?’

She sighs. ‘You talk about Baz.’

I shrug, because, fine, she’s right. I probably do talk about Baz too much. I probably do think about Baz too much. A lot more than I think about Agatha.

‘Where is Baz?’ I say. ‘What’s he up to? I need to know where he is.’ I need to see him. I need to be around him.

I look at Penny. Penny stares back.

I gulp.

‘Simon…?’

Oh.

Well, shit.

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You have to help me.

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HOW TO KEEP GOING AFTER WHAT HAPPENED WITH KATIE'S BROTHER ?

Since yesterday, I feel like shit. I feel ashamed. And sad. Embarrassed because ONE OF US did what they did with a nice guy like Rory.

I get that most of us also feel very very angry with whoever got his number and texted him non-stop. Personally, I would like to know whoever did that, but it wouldn’t be greatest idea. But I hope this person knows that they affected THE WHOLE FANDOM.

But how to move on from this episode?

I think that despite what happened, as fans, we all need to come together and think about our behavior the next time some of us have the opportunity to meet Katie, and about our online behavior too.

We need some guidelines and boundaries, so here it goes a few things I think we’ll need to do:

• Rory is obviously upset, plenty of us already apologized to him via Twitter, and that’s great, but LET’S GIVE HIM A BREAK. He needs some time to recover and move on with his life, so whatever he tweets next, do not respond. Just let him be.

• To all of you (like me) who wants to know the person who did that: JUST NO. The person it’s getting so much hate already, but we don’t want them to do something stupid like hurt himself/herself.

• LET’S STAY UNITED! It doesn’t matter for how long you’ve been a Katie’s fan. No one it’s more because they follow her work since Merlin or less because they’ve fell in love with her for Supergirl. We need each other, we need to stay united no matter the Fandom.

• LET’S FORGET ABOUT HER BRITHDAY! And this goes to whatever personal information SHE OBVIOUSLY DOESN’T WANT TO SHARE! Do not ask her about it if you meet her, do not encourage someone to ask, don’t ask about boyfriends or girlfriends or anything personal at all. That’s what led us to this situation, unfortunately.

• KEEP LOVING HER! Let’s shower her with love and affection and admiration if we got the chance. Let’s not embarrass her with inappropriate Fandom questions or whatever, let’s just… LOVE KATIE AND HER AMAZING WORK.

If you guys want to add something to the list, feel free to do.

But whatever happens next, LET’S CONTINUE LOVING EACH OTHER. She united us, and we’re here to stay…

Respectfully.

“I bet you a hundred dollars he’s textin’ Y/N.” Niall muttered in Liam’s ear, the both of them turning to glance at Harry whose thumbs were currently tapping away at his phone.

“Oh, please. I’m not falling for that one. When is he not texting Y/N?” Liam snorted, reaching for the remote to change the channel. They were in the middle of watching a documentary on whales, something that you had recommended, and of course, Harry refused to watch anything but this documentary. 

“I t’ought they had gotten together already?” Niall hummed, raising a brow as he tried to remember whether you and Harry were dating or not. 

“Tha’s what I thought too! I asked Y/N about it the other day and she got super flustered and started rambling about something irrelevant.” Liam laughed lightly, jumping when the remote was snatched out of his hand. 

“Don’t change the channel! Y/N says the next part is the best part of the entire thing!” Harry clicked his tongue, switching the channels before tossing the remote on the couch. 

“Are you texting Y/N?” Niall asked, already fully aware of the answer. The way Harry was grinning cheesily at his phone, the way he’d let out a small giggle every now and then, and the way his eyes were practically glued to his phone indicated that he was most likely texting you. 

“…No.” 

“When are you two going to get together? Everyone’s waiting.” Liam teased, turning the volume down a little due to the fact that Harry’s cheeks heating up was far more interesting than learning about how whales communicate with one another. 

“We’re not- I don’ think of her like tha’, she’s just a friend!” Harry cleared his throat, shaking his head. “Plus, if she told me she liked me, I’d probably have t’ turn her down cos I totally only think of her as a-”

“She told me she thinks you’re cute.” 

“Did she- When did- Did she really say that?” Harry perked up almost immediately, eyes twinkling with joy at the thought of you gushing about how much you liked him. Because he liked you too! (Obviously.) He really, really liked you. No one was exactly sure why the two of you hadn’t gotten together yet. Someone would have to be stupid to not see the connection that the both of you shared, but it seemed like nothing was really happening. Sure, there was harmless flirting, and sometimes Harry would stay over for a movie marathon, and sure, you let him sleep in the same bed with you and you let him pull you in for a snuggle in the morning… But you were only friends! 

“Mhm. I think you should ask her out. Pretty sure she’s waiting for it.”

“Is she? I mean, I’d have to think about where to take her, but it’s Y/N, so she’ll like anywhere I take her and even if she doesn’t like it she won’t tell me cos she’s tha’ sweet and-” 

“Can we talk about Y/N later? I love her t’ bits but t’is whale documentary is actually pretty interesting.”

“Y’know, you’re right. Sorry I’ve been on my phone this entire time. I’ll think about Y/N later because I invited you guys over for an afternoon jus’ for us.” Harry was about to tuck his phone away in his pocket before it buzzed again. He shot Liam a sheepish smile before pointing to his phone. 

“It’s Y/N, isn’t it?” 

“…” 

“Just go.” 

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gif isn’t mine!

i get a lot of happiness trying to envision the conversation that started the shift from blue/gansey to blue/gansey/henry 

  • blue and gansey are sitting alone watching tv or something. gansey is probably on the end of the couch, blue leaned against his side
  • both of them are thinking about it. they are thinking about it really quite hard. the tv is too quiet to actually be heard but they’re both so lost in thought that they don’t notice
  • finally blue takes a sharp breath “u know. henry’s pretty cool. actually”
  • and immediately gansey’s internal monologue is i know i know i know i know do you ever want to kiss him on his mouth i know i know i know
  • but out loud he’s like “yeah. yeah i like him a lot. he’s .. cool”
  • and blue nods. “yeah. cool.”
  • and they go back to silence. it’s a loUD silence. they both hear it. gansey starts tapping his fingers
  • it’s annoying but blue can’t even be bothered, she hardly notices
  • gansey opens his mouth to talk, though he doesn’t say anything, he just makes that noise where you’ve almost decided you’re gonna speak but then dont
  • blue turns her head too sharply “huh?”
  • “oh it’s just……….. you know. sometimes do you ever……… stop me if this is…… bad….. but do you ever…………….”
  • but he never finishes the damn sentence he just looks at her. he practically has question marks in his eyes
  • and blue kind of sits back a little 
  • and she very carefully says “………… y..es……”
  • and he replies “….yes?”
  • as if to clarify, she goes on, “like…… henry……… he’s super cool….”
  • they beat around the goddamn bush for so long before gansey finally breaks, “DO YOU EVER WANNA KISS HIM TOO” and blue just shouts “YEs ” and then she kisses gansey
  • and then they go find henry and repeat the entire Talking In Circles “you’re just ……… really .. cool, henry……” process again , but this time it’s henry who flatly asks “is this about how desperately y’all wanna kiss me because believe me, i’ve Noticed”
  • and that’s that
nct dream reaction: as your secret admirer

It wasn’t a surprise to them when you pulled a flower from your locker, a small handwritten note attached with a cheesy line that formed a gentle smile on your features. In fact, it was almost everyday that you would open your locker to find a small gift with a heart felt note to accompany. It seemed everywhere you turned there was something waiting for you, something cute and meaningful that left you in a fluffy mess. “Who do you think it is?” You would ask him, only to receive a shrug in response, already knowing the answer. “I don’t know… Do you like it though?”


Mark

He wasn’t quite sure why this was the route he decided to take. Though you two were already friends, he wanted a way of showing you that you meant so much more. But with the constant fear of rejection, he did it in a form that was much less obvious. He knew what you liked, and never got the same thing twice; always wanting to shower you in surprises. He knew it was risky, in fact, he was almost sure you might have already caught on.

“You know, this handwriting looks really familiar.”

Despite the vague assumptions you would make, he continued to play dumb. “It looks pretty average to me.” He wasn’t ready to slip up yet, and probably not for a long time. Spending all his pocket money didn’t seem so wasteful when the outcome was seeing your shining smile, even through the small storms of life.

Originally posted by markdon-nct

Renjun

It was a struggle, every time he stood in the market or the florist, trying to decide on whether he should pull your favorite flower or buy a new kind of treat. You two weren’t friends, just acquaintances. He had already known he liked you before, but he really decided to start pulling the crazy stunt of being a secret admirer after a small project you two had been partnered with in class. At first, he just did it to see your reaction, worried that it might have been too much when he noticed your friends teasing about it. But he came to realize that you actually liked the gifts.

“It was the cutest thing ever. I wonder how they knew my favorite flower?”

Ah yes, this is what spiked his interest in treating you to even more. With the little money he had, he would always buy a small item before school, slipping into your bag or locker along with a note during breaks where you couldn’t catch him. He wasn’t quite ready to admit it was him, even when he got a little upset of you assuming it was someone else. “Maybe it was just a lucky guess.”

Originally posted by pink-ramen-hair

Jeno

He wasn’t so worried that you wouldn’t like the gifts, or that the notes were too cheesy, or even if he was found out. The only thing he was worried about was if he was going further than he anticipated. He remembered a time where your friends wouldn’t stop teasing you about the gifts, and seeing you get embarrassed and flustered almost made him feel bad. He was glad to know that, despite the fake insults you threw with the pressure from your friends, you genuinely did like the small gestures.

“I don’t know who you are, but this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

He recalled the time you had apologized to no one in particular about the harsh words you had said, not realizing the boy was around to hear it. So instead of backing down in spite of rejection, he just passed off the gifts a bit more secretly, so you wouldn’t have to deal with the silly judgment of your friends (and so he could see the smile you embraced when you were alone).

Originally posted by taeyounq

Haechan

He was a nervous wreck every time he thought you were coming close to finding out it was him. Though he teased you to no end about the cute little gestures of this “mysterious person,” it was really just mocking himself in the end. Sometimes he’d fret on what to get you, or that his notes were written too obviously, but in the end it always seemed to make you happy. Sometimes he felt bad though, that he teased you too much about the gifts and notes and how you actually thought they were cute.

“Can’t you be nice for one second? You obviously don’t have the sincerity to do such a thing yourself.”

Funny to think that he actually does, and technically you’re defending him. It was refreshing, because he knew you liked the gifts. It was risky, because he didn’t want you to find out. And it was hard work, mocking himself but also making you feel bad for someone whom you don’t necessarily know. “Geez, sorry. I guess if you’re happy, I am too.”

Originally posted by haenyan

Jaemin

One of those ‘it’s-not-stalking-just-admiring-from-afar’ kind of deals. He knew more about you than one may have thought, nothing strange, but just general facts. He’d leave a flower with its meaning and why he chose it, or a snack with a cheesy pick-up line to bring up your spirit. He knew when you were sad, when you were happy, and what to do on those specific occasions. At first he didn’t think it would work, trying to make you a little happier during a rough time by sending gifts, but it seemed to help a bunch.. even if it was just a note with a piece of loving encouragement.

“Maybe it’s not so bad when you have someone looking out for you every step of the way.”

Some people found it weird that you had someone watching your back, but you couldn’t care less, and he loved that. Seeing you ignore the comments you’d receive about his actions, and just generally appreciating them, is what kept them coming. “I’ll always be here for you, don’t worry about a thing.” Maybe someday he would be with you physically as well, just maybe.

Originally posted by nakamotens

Chenle

For a loud mouth, he was pretty good at keeping his small gestures hidden. Though there were times where he was little too loud when you’d find the little gifts and notes in your bag or on your desk, in which he ended up running away before you could see who it was that was squealing in the distance. Because of his young age, he didn’t really have the pocket money to buy you much, so gifts were always extra special and the notes were filled with silly jokes and rambling nonsense. Yet at the end of the day, you couldn’t ask for anything better.

“These notes never really make a lot of sense, but they’re still cute. You’re just mad you don’t have any.”

He knew your friends liked to tease you about the occurrences, and he was initially going to give up… but after seeing you defend his actions, he was even more motivated. “I could write a whole essay of nonsense, and they’d still love it?” His assumptions may have been a little far off, but he was ready to walk to the edge of the world for your appreciation.

Originally posted by icetaeil

Jisung

This kid is quite awkward, so actually approaching you was out of the question. In fact, he went as far as to force his friends to pass on the gifts, even if it was just setting things on your desk or slipping things into your locker. He was not willing to risk being caught. His gifts were usually handmade, occasionally a snack or plush doll was slipped into the mix, but he didn’t have much money. At first, he thought it was dumb to make crafts instead of buying a gift, but after seeing your cute reaction to them, he became less insecure about the habit.

“All this time and effort put into making something just for me? Awe man, how am I even worth it?” *very shy and squishy*

Despite knowing your adoration to his actions, he was kind of upset watching you find them, knowing that you didn’t know who it was. “You’re worth more to me than you think.” From then on, maybe being caught wasn’t such a bad idea, if it meant you’d probably adore him as much as you adore his gestures. 

Originally posted by pink-ramen-hair

Just Follow The Instructions

Wrote this yesterday before the Driving Lesson thingy and tada! Posting it today. Set in late season 8; Mulder gets some much needed help from Skinner.

A knock on the door freed Mulder from the horror also known as a Claire de Lune crib for the modern, stylish baby. He let go of the screwdriver, happily, and shuffled into the living room. Scully had been gone less than an hour, but he half expected her to come back and apologize. Or to hear him apologize. Either way, he was certain it could only be her. When he opened the door, a clever remark and a grin on his face, he did not expect to see that particular person.

“Sir.” Mulder cleared his throat and wiped the smirk off his face. He searched his mind for an excuse why he was in Scully’s apartment while she herself wasn’t home.

“Agent Mulder,” he shook his head, almost smiled, “Just Mulder I guess. Is Agent Scully home?”

“No, Sir, she’s not. I’m just here because, well, she… I-”

“Mulder, it’s fine. It’s never been my business what you do on your own time and you no longer work for the FBI so I care even less.” There was more he wanted to say, Mulder thought, but the moment passed. Not that Mulder was complaining. This was awkward enough.  

“Do you know when she’ll be back?”

“After I put up that crib.” Mulder grumbled.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m putting up the crib,” Mulder explained realizing that this, just like Skinner had said, was none of his business and he probably didn’t even care, “for the baby.” He specified. Skinner nodded earnestly; Mulder knew that nod, had seen it often enough when he was still assigned to the Assistant Director.

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Casual reminder to all the people replying to Phil's tweets yelling at him to "Do it!"

Don’t. 

His body his choice. 

While obviously we should support him is he wears nail polish, we shouldn’t try to make him do it or feel like he has to. 

Yes, it’s cool when guys where nail polish because it breaks gender roles BUT it’s still a preference that goes beyond societal standards of what’s feminine or masculinity and involves things as simple as time. 

Phil may not want to wear it because he simply doesn’t have the patience for it. Or maybe the smell. Or maybe how he thinks it will look on him. 

Personally I like nail polish. But I rarely wear it because it’s too much work. 

Me choosing not to wear it is about me. 

Phil choosing not to wear it is about Phil. 

So please don’t start spamming him like with what happened with Dan. Obviously it’s great when men wear polish, but it should be their choice. Not to please others. (I am not saying Dan didn’t want to paint his nails, just saying tweeting him to do it 24/7 was probably annoying and made him feel some pressure)

The Mistress - Chapter 9

Summary: It’s the morning after Negan showed the reader his vulnerable side and he’s a bit worried about that, but the reader is eager to prove that she can keep it between the two of them.

Characters: Negan, Reader (OC), Dwight, Sherry

Warnings: Swearing, Smut, Choke Play, Blowjob, Rough Sex & a little bit of Voyeurism

Notes: It starts off as kind of a fluff piece, but then gets very smutty. 

AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9366677/chapters/23713719

Tags: @jasoncrouse @ronweaselz @hiddlesdowneyjr @ali-pennell @melodicdolls @namelesslosers @deepsouth @shanaatjelove11 @warriorqueen1991 @caitydestroys @acklesdowneyandhiddles-ohmy @jaylaelizabethw @prettyepiic @negans-dirty-girl @mamaredd123 @jdmsgal @alyisdead @memphisgirl1977@negans-network @freaktesque @cannedpicklenumber1 @karaokke *As always, please let me know if you want to be added to the tags or if you wanted to be taken off!*  

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I guess while i’m at it:

A LOOSE RANKING OF WHO’D I TRUST WITH A BABY, REDS AND BLUES:

1. Tucker: Solid qualifications, already a Dad, he started with an alien kid, I think he can handle a human one, a truly trustworthy choice. 

2. Grif: Practically raised Kai, so solid qualifications as well. Only below Tucker because he might be rusty. That’s literally it. It’s almost a tie. 

3. Sarge and Donut: A tie. Yes, I know, it’s Sarge, but Sarge I trust to know what a baby is and remember the basics on how to take care of one. Donut is the same, but he’s also easily gullible and distracted, so a tie. Good intentions for the both of them, less than perfect execution. 

4. Shelia: Would be 3d if she had hands. Nurturing though. Managed to pack lunches with said no hands, so I think she can make it work.

5. Chorus-Carolina: Carolina has no fucking idea what to do with a baby but would keep her cool, putting her above Wash. She’d probably take to the job tactically.  Make charts. Not very patient though, which could end badly. 

5. Post-Reform Wash: Wash has no fucking idea what to do with a baby, but he also has the common sense to phone and friend and ask “what do I do with an infant.” If he can’t phone a friend, I think he’d get buy well enough. He’d probably be nervous the entire time though. 

6. Kai: Yeah, she’s not the most responsible person in the world, but hey, Junior worked out (kinda). 

7. Simmons: A nervous human disaster, but one who knows the basics so he could probably do the job between the panic flares. Look, he’s worried he’ll break it okay (he’s also worried he’ll act like his father but that’s an angsty thing that does not need to be explored on a shitpost)

8.Freelancer Carolina: Would take to the job entirely like a mission. With her father around, would feel like he keeps comparing her to her mother. Very creepy. Do not give Freelancer Carolina a baby, she can take care of it but at what mental cost?

9. Tex: I think this one is fairly obvious. Tex does not understand gentle.  

10. Pre-Reform Wash: Way too much going on with that man. Do not give him an infant. 

11. Church (all versions): Also fairly obvious. He is based off the Director after all: better to be safe than sorry.

12. Caboose: He hates babies. Don’t give him one. He was very clear. 

13. Lopez: Lopez cares about himself and clones of himself. Bad idea.

14. Doc: When he tries to help, he hurts people. Absolute last resort. Lopez is better.  

[ soulmate ]

pairing; seventeen vernon x reader

genre; fluff, soulmate!au 

synopsis; everyone her age had found their significant other; their soulmates. after a long, painful period of waiting, she found hers.

word count; 1862 words


I entered the studio, trudging lifelessly to my usual corner and letting my bag slip off from my shoulder onto the floor, not bothering to switch on the main lights. The sub-lights situated at the front of the studio mirror and the back corners were already turned on, so I left it as that. 

I let out a heavy, tired sigh, plugging my phone into the studio’s speaker, letting it blast my usual tracks as I did my warm-up.

I’m Y/N, 19, from the dance club. I’m from LA, but I moved to Korea because of my parent’s work. I was happy with the change. Life in LA wasn’t exactly smooth. My life was pretty dull, so I put my focus on dance — probably the one thing that makes me feel myself. 

I always came to practice two hours early, just to have the space to myself so I could go through my choreography. 

An hour later, the metal door of the studio clicked open, and I didn’t have to look to know who it is. 

Jun — the club president. Also my best friend. He walked towards the corner where I had left my bag lying, and he put his beside mine. I shot him a weak smile, panting from the hectic choreography I just went through.

“Working hard today too, huh?” he grinned, tossing me a bottle of water as he walked over to the speaker switches, turning it off.

“What else could I do?” I muttered, plonking down onto the floor as I leaned against the mirror. He walked over, sitting beside me with his legs stretched out in front. 

“So… You haven’t-”

“Nope,” I interrupted. Jun sighed.

Jun asked me the same question every week — “Have you found him?”

‘Him’ being my soulmate. 

I didn’t mind the fact that Jun kept this up for the past year. He knew how emotionally frustrated I would be sometimes, due to the fact that I couldn’t find my soulmate, and he was always there to provide the support I desperately needed. I couldn’t thank him enough for that. I was usually cheery enough though, trying to think positive that I would find ‘him’ sooner or later.

Soulmates were a symbol of two parties being, literally, made for each other. These two parties would have this tattoo-looking thing on a certain part of their body — called Tags. Soulmates’ Tags would match in colour and symbol. Everyone had a different Tag, only two parties on the entire surface on earth would have the exact same.

Tags fade as you age. They usually disappear by the time you’re thirty or thirty-five, and that’s pretty much the end of the world for that person. Once your Tag disappears, the possibility of you being able to find your soulmate drops to nearly a zero. And you would have to live a lonely life. Ugh.

Nearly everyone our age in this school have found their soulmates. Those who haven’t found theirs — you could count their number with your fingers. And I happen to be in that group.

Not having your soulmate with you at this age is probably the worst thing ever. Soulmates would naturally have the trait of being able to cheer the opposite party up, and they would match and fit like jigsaw puzzles that are side-by-side.

I eyed Jun’s crimson Tag peeking out from under his long sleeves on his wrist, and reached out for it. I pushed his sleeve back, my thumb caressing the opaque Tag. Yes, Jun had found his soulmate too, she’s a really nice girl from the art club. I pictured my half-faded Tag in my mind. My Tag was on the right corner of my waist, and I didn’t let many people see it. Insecurities. 

“Don’t think about it too much. You’re still young, you know,” Jun comforted. I smiled, not looking away from his Tag.

“Yeah.”

Jun’s phone vibrated and he unlocked it, viewing a message or something. I didn’t peek. 

“Hey, look at this,” Jun said, putting the phone in front of my face as I read the text message sent to him by the teacher-in-charge of the dance club.

There will be a new member joining the club today. He’s a transfer. Do take care of him.

I frowned. New member?

“I wonder who,” Jun said, sliding his phone back into his pocket.

The rest of the members from the club came in over the next few minutes, and soon all were present, except for that new guy.

I checked the clock. Five more minutes before he’ll be checked down as ‘late’.

The door burst open then, and a blonde-hair guy came jogging in. 

“Sorry! Got caught up with something,” he said. He looked American. No, he was definitely American. But he spoke really fluent Korean.

“It’s alright, you’re not exactly late. Just come a bit earlier next time,” Jun smiled, before noticing the confused looks on the other member’s faces. 

“Oh right, do introduce yourself,” Jun said to the newcomer who had just placed his bag down at an opposite corner of the studio.

“Of course. I’m Vernon, and you can probably tell, I’m not Korean. I’m from New York, but I’ve lived here since I was a toddler.”

Everyone eyed him, waiting for him the reveal the part that everyone was naturally curious about. 

Vernon chuckled slightly. “No, I haven’t found my soulmate. Not exactly the norm, I know, but I try not to think too much about it.”

Everyone nodded, some giving him sympathetic looks, but welcoming him warmly. Jun and I glanced over each other, giving each other surprised looks.

We carried on with dance practice, and Vernon obviously had dance background. He followed well and caught the steps quick. 


“Ten minutes break, everyone!” Jun announced.

I huffed, sweeping my hair over my shoulders as I walked towards my bag. 

“Hey, umm…” someone spoke in English behind me.

I turned around to see Vernon behind me. 

“Oh, hey!” I greeted back in English, trying to not be awkward. “I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” he said. “I was just wondering if you’re American? Considering the fact that you can reply me in English.”

“Yeah,” I chuckled. “I am. From LA.”

“That’s nice.”

I shrugged, picking my bottle up from the floor as I took a sip. “I guess so.”

“And also, if it isn’t too personal..” Vernon trailed off, waiting for permission for him to continue. He knew that I knew what he was going to ask. 

I smiled bitterly. “No, I haven’t found mine either.”

He returned the smile. “So we’re on the same page.”

“Yeah, we are,” I said.

“Do you mind if we walk to the dorms together after practice? I want to know you more,” Vernon said hesitantly. 

“Would love to,” I said, because I wanted to know him more too.


After practice, I greeted Jun goodbye, and he muttered something like “That guy could be him” before we went separate ways. 

Vernon and I started walking towards the dorms, which was just a couple of blocks away from our studio.

“How do you deal with everything? Like, not having your soulmate with you…” I asked. 

He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s irritating, really. But I distract myself a lot by doing things that heavily occupy my mind.”

I nodded in agreement. “I do that too. That’s pretty much the only thing I can do.”

We continued simple talk all the way to the dorms, asking each other questions that weren’t too personal. We matched well.

“What’s your dorm number?” I asked as we approached the dorm buildings. 

“Building 2. Room 58.”

I raised an eyebrow. “How coincidental.”

“Huh?”

“That’s my room.”

“Wait, it’s possible for guys and girls to mix dorms in this school?”

“Yeah. Kind of,” I said, smiling. “Let’s go!”


Vernon and I grew undeniably close over the next few weeks. He pretty much became my best friend, alongside Jun. We knew pretty much everything about each other after 4 weeks. Everything except for how each other’s Tags looked. I wasn’t planning on showing it to him anytime yet. I didn’t want to have false hopes that he may be my soulmate.

It was already obvious that I liked him. I liked him a lot. So if he wasn’t my soulmate, I can’t even imagine the pain I would feel. I didn’t want to find out his Tag because of this. 


I walked into the dorm, just finishing my classes for the day. It was already 6pm, and Vernon was already in the room when I came in.

“Hey,” he greeted, and I smiled as i placed my bag on my desk.

“Hey.”

“Can I serious-talk?” he asked abruptly.

“I’m awake enough,” I said. “What is it?”

Vernon quickly pulled me to sit on his bed. We both sat down in silence as I waited for him to speak. 

Vernon’s eyes were fixed on the right side of my waist, making me increasingly uncomfortable. Did he see it? There was no way. I always wore clothes long enough to cover my waist.

“I saw it, Y/N,” Vernon said. “Your hoodie rolled up past your waist yesterday night. I climbed up the bunk to ask you something, I didn’t know you were already sleeping.”

I bit my lips, looking away. How was I supposed to deal with this? What if it wasn’t the same as his? What if-

“They’re the same.” Vernon said.

I snapped my head towards him. Did I hear him right?

He rolled up his sleeve on his left arm, revealing his Tag. He’s right. It was the same. His was a black outline of wings, with a turquoise shade surrounding it.

Like mine.

I apprehensively lifted my hoodie, checking the finest details of the Tag and comparing it to his. No mistake — they were the same. 

“Vernon!” I exclaimed, jumping onto him, engulfing him in a hug. 

He laughed, his arms wrapping around me tightly. I never felt so happy in my life. My heart was thumping. I felt like I was going to cry.

“Just for the record, feelings were mutual all this while, Y/N,” he told me. “Jun told me everything. You having a crush on me, blablabla.”

I pulled away, staring at him with wide eyes, before covering my face and falling flat onto his bed. “I’m going to kill Jun.”

Vernon laughed. “I’d like to see you do that, babe.”


“Y/N~! Wake up!” Vernon called, jumping on top of me. I grunted, feeling air get pushed out of my lungs.

“You’re heavy, you asshole! Get off!” I said, pushing him off. He laughed aloud, rolling off me but stayed lying beside me, one arm draped across my waist.

“Don’t jump on me. You may just break my ribs by accident, you elephant.”

“It’s okay, I’ll be at your funeral,” he joked. I laughed and kicked him off my bed.

“You’re mean,” I said, walking off to the bathroom to wash up. He followed me to the sink, wrapping his arms around my waist loosely as he nuzzled his face into my neck. I giggled.

He looked up, resting his chin on my shoulder, looking at our reflection in the mirror in front of us. 

“I can’t believe we’re confirmed soulmates,” he said. “This was all I wished for.”

I smiled and he gently turned me to face him, closing the distance between us as he placed his lips on mine.

We broke the kiss, and I chuckled. “Me too.”


✧ a/n:

okay this was waaaay longer than I planned for it to be HAHA

it was so fun doing this scenario bc i personally really enjoy reading soulmate scenarios. they’re always so cute (and sometimes heartbreaking) !!

i’m changing my masterlists to make it easier for you guys to search for what you’re looking for, so do take a look at it!

i’ll be replying the rest of the asks when i can, thank you to all who sent in requests! i think i may be writing more of these kind of soulmate aus for the other members, do let me know which member you’d like to see me write on!

☼ remember to leave a request or ask if you have any!

☼ here’s my masterlist if you’d like to see more of my content!

anonymous asked:

i hate the final panel of this chapter. it makes me so sick. why does she have to ask him that. i cant imagine them having sex. its too disturbing to think about it. i've never been too fond of touken but touka sexualizing kaneki is too much for me. couldn't she have asked him if he's dated anyone before or something?

Touka isn’t sexualizing him. She’s just asking if he’s a virgin. How is that seeing him as a sexual object? Touka’s feelings for Kaneki obviously don’t stem from him being hot and attractive and she isn’t close to him because she wants him for sex. If she really does romantically like him, I think it’s natural for her to be interested in this aspect of his life. But I am sure that she only wants to break the ice and joke around a little before they get on to the more serious conversation.

Fun fact: Our ‘precious angel, too innocent for this world’ Kuroneki (aka the purest form out of all Kanekis) also checked Touka out in a seemingly-sexual way once and he did look at Rize with lewd eyes as well. They’re adults, not kids, there’s nothing wrong with there being sexual attraction between them.

I don’t know if you find the idea of Touken having sex as disturbing or just the idea of sex itself. If it’s the latter, and if it’s really too triggering for you, I recommend you consider if you should stick around with TG. TG is full of subtly sexual themes, especially with people like Furuta and a certain character I know better than to name. If it’s the former then honestly I have no words for you. 

A Friendly Favour (M)

Originally posted by taehyyungs

Warning: Smut. Semi-not really-kind of infidelity.

“Absolutely not.” You said sternly, pulling the dishcloth that hung from the string of your apron and swiping the crumbs from the counter into your palm, tossing them mindlessly into the trash bin.

“Why not?” Taehyung whined, one cheek bulging with unchewed French toast.

You squinted at him, your elbows supporting you on the countertop when you leaned closer to him, “Because I don’t want to have sex with you, Taehyung.”

He swallowed the large bite of food with effort, “Do it for me,” he begged around the straw of his milk tea, “I am going on my third date with Yura this weekend and she’s been hinting at some stuff. I don’t wanna go in and make a fool of myself.”

“So, the only way to ensure that doesn’t happen is if I sleep with you, right?” You deadpanned.

“You’re one of my closest friends!”

“So?” You scoffed.

“So,” Taehyung continued, “You’re the only girl I’m close enough to that I would trust with something like this. And…” He started, but instantly clamped his mouth shut, looking away from you to focus on stirring his drink.

“And?” You pressed.

“And…” He trailed off, bringing the straw to his lips, but you reached out and snatched the glass from him, giving him an expectant glare.

“And Yoongi’s said some things…” He muttered in a rush.

“What things?” Your voice rose louder than you intended, earning you several glances from different patrons and a few of the waiting staff. You cleared your throat, ducking your head closer to Taehyung to try and hide the blush that no doubt coloured your cheeks.

Taehyung fidgeted in his seat, his fingers tapping the edge of the countertop, “Okay, don’t be mad.”

You just looked at him, and he nodded in understanding before continuing, “I was talking to him like a week ago, and I was asking him about what to do, you know, if things with Yura escalated. And he made references to when you two were together…”

“Oh my God.” You groaned, your hand coming up to cradle your face.

“It wasn’t anything bad!” He waved his arms frantically, as if to lessen the blow, “He just gave me some advice, and he said you were really, um, good?”

“Please stop talking.” You peeked at him through your fingers.

Taehyung nodded again, his lips pressing into a thin line and he watched his fingers. You admired him for a second, your smile hidden behind your hand because he looked positively dejected and completely adorable. You were almost contemplating agreeing with his proposal and you wanted to smack yourself to come back to your senses.

Seconds ticked by; Taehyung remaining silent as you just watched him. Your mind was teetering back and forth, arguing with yourself on whether this was a harmless request, or if it was just going too far. On the one hand, you didn’t want to create any awkwardness between the two of you, you valued your friendship with him too much. On the other hand, he was very obviously attractive, and he only made it sound like it was a one time thing. Another small part of you also may have been thinking about getting back at your ex-boyfriend for gossiping about something as personal as your sex life.

“Okay, I have some conditions,” You said finally, dropping your hand to the counter with a thud. Taehyung perked up instantly, his eyes wide with excitement. “This happens once, okay. That’s it. You don’t get to tell anyone about it. And lastly, after this happens, everything goes back to normal.”

“YesOkayWhatever!” Taehyung cheered in a rush, rising out of his seat so quickly that the stool skidded behind him. He threw his arms around you over the counter, peppering kisses to your cheek.

You struggled in his hold, trying to wedge your hands between your bodies to pry him off of you, but it was no use. Finally, with a particularly firm jab to his ribs with your two fingers, he released you with a grunt.

“So,” He started, his hand rubbing against his sore spot as he looked at any point in the restaurant that wasn’t your face, “When do we do this?”

You shrugged a shoulder, “When’s your date?”

“Tomorrow,” He blinked, eyes finally settling on you.

Your eyes narrowed before slipping closed, tipping your head back with a long sigh, “Then I guess it would have to be tonight.”

“Someone’s eager, hm?” He taunted, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

You balled the dishcloth in your hand and flung it at him, hitting him square in the face. Taehyung swatted the cloth away, throwing it to the ground and almost knocking over his drink in the process. “Rude.” He grumbled.

You flashed a quick smile that didn’t meet your eyes, “I’ll be by your place at seven. Get out of here before I change my mind.”

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Why Him? Pt. 6 (Thomas Jefferson x Reader)

Time Period: Modern (College AU, Soulmate AU)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7Part 8

Word Count: 1,401

Warnings: Language

A/N: I’m getting ready to begin finals in a few weeks and I have a million projects coming up and I’m not sure when I’ll have time to put out the next segment to this series, so I would appreciate it if you guys could be patient with me 🙂 In the mean time, enjoy part six!

Tags: @bjwrites @robotic-space @pietro-no @aceplaysbass @mandihatter @imaginesassemble @sierrathecarebear

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Finally, things had gone back to normal. Almost.

You had reconciled with Alex, Hercules, and John, who all promised to never meddle in your love life again. “It’s doesn’t really matter,” you told them. “Jefferson and I wouldn’t have worked out anyways.” 

All the same, they were sympathetic, and though you could tell they were trying to act like things were normal, they steered away from the subject of Thomas Jefferson like the plague. They refused to bring up the topic of Soulmates at all and they definitely avoided talking about Jefferson, Madison, or anyone remotely related to them. 

Then there was the matter of your Soulmate, himself. Thomas went back to being his cocky, arrogant self, except when it came to you. To him, it was like you didn’t exist. He avoided any contact with you and if his gaze was in your direction, it passed right over you as if there was no one there. 

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