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Saw Great Comet yesterday (7-30-17), and I just wanted to share some of my experience with you guys! I was sitting in the rear mezz, which I highly recommend!

*I'mma skip over a lot of the main details just because they’ve already been covered, but I’ll try to include things that were particular to this show/not often talked about.


• There’s a little vignette right before the show starts where Andrey is leaving for war, and it begins with Natasha screaming the most heartbreaking no you’ve ever heard in ur life.
• When Oak came out, there was thunderous applause. Like, it went on for at least a full minute. I was so happy.
• Also, hearing that first accordion note reduced me to tears bc I’m sensitive™.


• So lemme talk about Oak’s voice real quick. Someone noted that it’s this perfect blend between Groban’s smoothness and Malloy’s roughness, and I have to wholeheartedly agree. It’s absolutely beautiful. He’s a beautiful Pierre.
• Also, he plays Pierre with a lot of melancholy. It’s almost as though he’s always on the verge of tears.
• “He’s charming; he has no sex.” While the ladies are skipping around him, Hélène is conducting them, and it’s hilarious.
• “I pity you. I pity me. I pity you.” — Oak sings these lines so gutturally. His agony echoes off the very walls of the Imperial.
• “Pierre” received a long applause as well.


• The moment she belts her first lines, you know exactly what kind of personality Marya D. has, and that’s a tribute to her actress. Srsly.
• During the song, Marya will sometimes act maternally to Sonya, but the moment Natasha comes back into sight, she’ll roughly push Sonya away, and it’s hilarious.
• Natasha’s humming is absolutely heartbreaking. It’s one of the many moments in the musical when you realize how young she is.

“The Private and Intimate Life of the House”

• There were understudies for both Mary and Bolkonsky/Andrey, Courtney Bassett and Ken Clark respectively. They were wonderful. Ken’s performance especially stood out to me.
• “People enjoy me, though…” Before he sang these lines, he held eye contact with a person across from him for, like, five seconds, and it was incredibly funny. (Same goes for him patting his wig and powder flying into the air.)
• The audience interaction in this one is A+. Mary’s suitor and Bolkonsky’s cheap French thing draw huge laughs from the crowd.
• “They are there upon his head.” I’ve seen a few posts where people lament that the audience laughs at this line, but I truly think it’s supposed to be laughed at. Mary is kind of coy when she says it, like she’s laughing at it herself. After that, though, her mood dips, slowly sinking into this utterly palpable reproach.
• The audience was completely silent.
• While she’s singing her final lines, Bolkonsky is slowly making his way back to his chair, and your heart shatters as you watch. He’s clutching his back and using the railing for support. When he finally collapses in his chair, he kinda puts his head in his hands.

“Natasha and the Bolkonskys”

• Towards the beginning of the song, Natasha and Mary hoist chairs over their heads and join a table of people on stage. It’s hilarious. They really milk the awkwardness of the moment.
• “Constrained and strained” is so frickin’ good. When Courtney and Denée sing it, it’s really low and creepy.
• “Says the mean, old man in his underthings” drew huge laughs, especially bc of Bolkonsky’s hand movements. He kept gesturing towards his entire body.

“No One Else”

• Honest to God, I could write essays on how perfect Denée Benton and her performance of this song is. She emotes so beautifully. Her voice, her movements, her facial expressions all come together to create Natasha, a young, lost girl who wants nothing more than to see Andrey again.
• I cried (obviously).
• The blue light is absolutely gorgeous in this song. (The blue light is meant to be the moon.)
• At one point, Andrey shows up, and snow begins to lightly fall on him. He reads one of Natasha’s letters, brings it to his lips tenderly before walking away, and just behind him, almost able to reach him, is Natasha, her face the perfect picture of despair.
Denée Benton.
• The applause after this song was long and well-deserved.

“The Opera”

• Just for the record, songs like this one, “The Duel”, and “The Abduction"—where all of the cast members are out—are absolutely electric. The energy is incredible.
• “The opera, the opera…” Marya D. belts these lines so loudly, lololol.
• On one side, you can spot Heath Saunders as one of the opera goers, and lemme just tell you guys, that long, black coat suits him.
• “Hélène and Dolokhov arm-in-arm…” They aren’t so much arm-in-arm as they are passionately making out on stage. Omg. I love them.
• “Noooo, I’m enjoying myself this evening.” Pierre pumps his fist and smiles this absolutely giddy smile.
• When Marya sees that Natasha is talking to Hèlène, she runs up and pushes Nat behind her.
• To indicate that the “curtain rises,” some of the light bulbs retract. It’s a cool effect.
• I know the literal opera part of the song sounds incredibly weird on the recording, but in person, it’s more hilarious than you’d think. The actors are doing ridiculous things and making animalistic noises, lol.
• When it’s over, the spotlight turns to Natasha and Sonya. Sonya’s asleep, lolololololol.
• Right before Anatole comes in and around the time Natasha begins to “pass into a state of intoxication”, she hallucinates Andrey being injured during the war. The two circle each other around Pierre’s salon, simply gazing into each other’s eyes, and it’s intense.
• Anatole’s entrance is frickin’ ridiculous and amazing all at once.
• You know those measured beats at the beginning of his introduction? During each of those, he sharply turns his head in a new direction, ostensibly to show off his head.
• Also, his walk is literally a swagger.
• Either in this scene or during “Natasha and Anatole”, he caught a lady unaware and kissed her on the cheek. She jumped so badly, lolololol.

“Natasha and Anatole”

• During the intro of the song, Anatole checks himself out in a mirror before posing himself perfectly for the moment Natasha turns around to see him.
• Also, let’s talk about Lucas Steele for a hot minute. He is Anatole Kuragin, from his almost exotic voice to the way he walks. Out of the cast, I’d say that Steele is the one who plays the crowd the best.
• Throughout this number, Anatole and Natasha play the roles of pursuer and the pursued. Natasha tries so hard not to be wrapped under his spell. :(
• When he takes the flower off her head, Natasha makes a perfect :O face. I love Denée Benton.
• “And kiss me on the neck.” He does manage to get this kiss, and it’s really rough-looking.
• “How do you like Moscow?” Lolololololololol.
• For the most part, the two are roving around the stage (mostly bc Natasha is running away from Anatole), but at the end, they sit down next to each other, and it’s played as a really significant moment.

“The Duel”

• “The Duel” is epic live. Holy freakin’ crap.
• The moment Dolokhov, Pierre, and Anatole clink their glasses together, the strobe lights come on and the real party begins. There’s intensely sexual dancing, half-naked people, and glow sticks everywhere.
• Y'all, I saw Marya D., in a skin tight, black costume no less, whip several people with a riding crop with my own two eyes.
• Also, in the very back of the rear mezz, there was, like, a threesome going on.
• The energy during this song was absolutely nuts.
• Sonya’s party outfit is so cute. It’s an almost innocent looking dress, and she’s wearing bright sunglasses.
• The ensemble echoing back “corpulence” is really frickin’ funny.
• Nick Choksi really highlights the psychopathic part of Dolokhov, especially in the “Here’s to the health of married women” sequence. His movements are jubilant but also shark-like. He and Hélène make out for a loooooong time.

“Dust and Ashes”

• Oak’s “Dust and Ashes” is an absolute privilege to hear, and if you have the chance, I would go and listen to it while you can. His voice could have shaken the entire foundation of the theater.
• While he’s singing, the entire cast lines up in the rear mezz to provide backup vocals, and it’s incredibly poignant. (Also, tho, Lucas Steele stood in front of me, and I died.)
• “Don’t let me die while I’m like this…” During these lines, Oak starts crying, and it guts you.
• There was a two minute applause for “Dust and Ashes”, and I was on the verge of crying just bc he was getting such a huge applause.
• Oak is perfect, okay?

“Sunday Morning” / “Charming”

• “Everyone sees a man!” Ingrid delivers this line so well. It got a huge laugh.
• AHHHHHHHHH, now here’s a symbolic moment for you. When Natasha says that she can see a shape in the darkness as she’s looking into the mirror, Pierre is standing up right behind her. Pierre is her future.
• (The moment Nat leaves, he sits back down.)
• Amber Gray can slay me, tbh. “Charming” is everything I could have ever asked for.
• When she walks in, the lights are bright behind her, and her hood is over her head, effectively masking her identity. It’s a really neat moment.
• The lights dim when she takes off her hood.
• Natasha is in her undergarments throughout the song until Hélène gives her her cloak. (Btw, Natasha looks gr8 in said cloak.)
• At some point, Natasha starts mimicking Hélène’s movements, and it’s adorable but also a really nice character touch. Same goes for Hélène snatching Andrey’s necklace off of Nat’s neck and exchanging it for her own pearls.

“The Ball”

• This number was enchanting. I had a hard time focusing on the main stage bc the dancers in the rear mezz. were so mesmerizing in their movements.
• Also, tho, the ensemble dancers mimicked what Anatole and Natasha were dancing at times.
• When Natasha tries to run away from Anatole, he pursues her up the steps and forces their first kisses. She’s surprised at first, but gives into it with abandon a few seconds later. The kiss lasts a very long time.
• At the end of “The Ball”, Natasha and Anatole run through the doors together and then turn to face the audience. They’re holding hands. The lights are bright behind them.


• “Letters” is such a frickin’ jam, y'all.
• When it starts, the cast members spill out of the double doors singing.
• At the beginning of “Letters”, just as Pierre is addressing Andrey, Andrey appears at the top of the stairs. Pierre faces him.
• “I see nothing but the candles in the mirror.” For one of the very few times in the play, Natasha and Pierre face each other.
• The geometric symmetry in the choreography is really wonderful all around. For instance, at one point, Mary, Natasha, and Pierre are all positioned in a triangle, taking turns facing one another.
• Anatole’s love letter was an absolute showstopper. People were whistling, clapping, and screaming when he started holding those really long notes. Holy crap @ Lucas Steele!!!!!

“Sonya and Natasha” / “Sonya Alone”

• “Sonya and Natasha” is intense. I was on the edge of my seat for their fighting.
• “I’m soooooooooooooo happy, and sooooooooooo frightened.” Kill it, Denée!!!! (When she’s singing about her happiness, her arms are extended widely, and when she’s singing about being frightened, she withdraws into herself.)
• “I have no will. My life is his.” During these lines, Natasha is wrapped around an increasingly agonized Sonya.
• “Sonya Alone” is one of the most powerful numbers in the show, and you really don’t recognize it until you see it live.
• The theater is almost completely dark with the exception of a spotlight on Sonya. Throughout the entirety of the song, Natasha is ambling about, tightly clutching Anatole’s letter.
• Sonya never takes her eyes off of Natasha, and your heart can’t help but ache for both of them.
• Ingrid Michaelson is truly a wonderful Sonya—maybe not as sure as Brittain but she definitely doesn’t lack heart.
• On the first “I will protect your name and your heart”, Natasha stumbles on a stair, staggered by the weight of her friend’s words. Then, she walks to the opposite side of the stage, only to be completely stopped by Sonya’s, “I know you’ve forgotten me.”
• For the rest of the song, Natasha is still, her head inclined towards Sonya.

“Preparations” / “Balaga”

• When Pierre greets Anatole at the beginning of this number, it’s almost as though he’s caught Anatole out. Anatole had been trying to sneak past unnoticed.
• Anatole shaves in front of a mirror during “Preparations”, lol. At one point, he turns to the crowd with shaving cream still on his face.
• Dolokhov sings his arguments at Anatole very fiercely during this song, even more so than he does in the recording.
• I looooooooooooove “Balaga”. It’s such a wild performance. Paul Pinto moves with such agility and manic energy. The ensemble hands out the egg shakers during this one.

“The Abduction”

• Anatole singing “WHOOOOA” while swinging his green jacket cleared my skin, watered my crops, and cured my depression.
• The whole theater is absolutely alive with commotion. There’s a dance off between a guy in the rear mezz and a guy on stage that’s frickin’ amazing.
• People are doing backflips.
• Natasha smashes a painting on Balaga’s head.
• Marya and Hélène are making out.
• Pierre is doing a cute jig.
• It’s beautiful, beautiful chaos.
• When Pierre screams his “WHOA” part, everyone collapses on the floor, absolutely exhausted, and then, then, the most wonderful thing happens.
• Pierre giggles.
• “Hee-hee-hee.”
• God, I love Oak.
• “Wait, wait. First we have to sit down.” Anatole made room for himself next to a girl, which was hecking funny, but what was even funnier was that the girl leaned her head on Anatole’s shoulder. The whole theater dissolved in laughter. Anatole held the quiet for a comedically long period before getting up, and when he did, he kissed the girl on the cheek. It was really cute.
• When Marya entered at the end of the song, surrounded by this harsh, red light, there were audible gasps in the audience. People weren’t expecting her, lol.

“In My House”

• She acted her butt out through this entire song. I’m serious.
• Her voice is dangerously quiet until, “YOU LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SPEAK TO YOU. YOU LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SPEAK TO YOU.”
• The tension in the room was palpable.
• Also, all of the yelling you hear on the recording? It’s so much more intense live. It’s fierce enough to make you flinch.
• “Don’t touch me!” At one point when Natasha screamed this, she physically pushed Marya away, and Marya wasn’t angry so much as she was stunned.
• “Natasha’s whole body shook with noiseless, convulsive sobs.” She was literally bent over, grasping the railing like she couldn’t breathe.
• “And she threw herself down on the sofa.” Natasha stands erect with her arms crossed and her head buried in them. The spotlights focus on her, and that’s when Marya softens.
• You can see the fight leave Grace McLean’s body. Her voice is incredibly tender.

“A Call to Pierre” / “Find Anatole”

• Her face is absolutely devastated as she’s talking to Pierre. Like, I still have chills thinking about it.
• Also, Pierre is waking up from a nap at the beginning of this number, lol.
• “I have been… studying.” He glances quickly at the place he had been napping.
• The sheer power in Oak’s voice really comes out in these next songs. Anger and fear simmers behind the way he sings. A+++
• At the beginning of “Find Anatole”, he truly sounds out of breath. His body is fully bent over for a couple of seconds.
• “He can’t be married!” The absolute horror in Denée’s voice nearly slaughters you, tbh.
• When Pierre discovers Anatole and Hélène and gets mad, they start to run away.
• Pierre is livid when he finds Anatole and Hélène. I mean, livid.

“Pierre and Anatole” / “Natasha Very Ill”

• Pierre nearly throttling Anatole is a sight™.
• “Amuse yourself with women like my wife!” The spotlight shines on Hélène as she stands up and bristles indignantly. What an amazing character touch.
• During that long pause before Pierre apologizes to Anatole, Natasha walks right between the two and drinks the arsenic. A few moments later, it begins taking effect, and she starts screaming. It’s a terrible, convincing sound. She runs off stage. Marya and Sonya follow her.
• There was a pause between “Pierre and Anatole” and “Natasha Very Ill” while we all wildly applauded that C#. Holy crap @ Lucas Steele!!!!!!!!!!!!
• “Natasha Very Ill” is sad. Everyone is devastated, especially Sonya and Marya.

“Pierre and Andrey”

• Ken Clark is an amazing Andrey. He has a v. human approach to the prince.
• When Pierre and Andrey are trading insults, there’s a lot of affection between them. It’s really as though the two haven’t seen each other in quite awhile.
• Andrey’s somewhat tender tone continues until he asks Pierre to confirm whether the rumors he had heard were true, and when Pierre replies in the affirmative, that is the very moment when Andrey assumes his colder exterior.
• It frickin’ breaks your heart.
• #PoorAndrey
• “If you wish to be my friend, never speak of that again.” During “If you wish to be my friend,” Andrey’s voice breaks seemingly on the edge of tears, and then it hardens at the end as he jabs a finger in Pierre’s chest. The moment he does so, though, he immediately looks horrified. Did I really just threaten my friend?
• “Well, goodbye” is soft.
• #PoorAndrey
• CRAP. I FORGOT THE WORST PART OF THIS SONG. Behind Andrey and Pierre, Natasha and Sonya are standing in a darkened corner. Whenever Andrey refers to Natasha, she flinches and buries herself into Sonya.
• :(

“Pierre and Natasha” / “The Great Comet of 1812”

• “Pierre and Natasha” broke me.
• At the beginning of the song, Natasha slowly makes her way down the staircase, entirely dependent on the railing to get down. It tears at your heart. You can’t help but remember how lovely and vibrant she had been at the beginning of the play.
• The nightgown she’s in makes her look so small, and with her braided hair, she looks just like a little girl.
• Oak emotes his lyrics so tenderly, so gently in this one. His voice is always on the verge of breaking.
• “She began to cry…” Yeah, no. She sobbed, and you sobbed with her. Her whole body was shaking. She had to hold on to the rail.
• An interesting tidbit: Hélène is sitting right behind Natasha, and she has her head in her hands like she’s reacting to the sadness of this scene, too.
• “All over…” At this point, Natasha is walking back up the staircase, and the theater is absolutely silent. You could have heard a pin drop. Oak says the written line to her back.
• I’ll never forget the way Oak delivered it, and I will never want to either.
• His voice simply broke on “if I were free”.
• Pierre turns away from her, and then she turns towards him, slowly making her way back to him.
• During her last lines, Natasha touches his cheek, and it is sincerely one of the most beautiful moments of this very beautiful play.
• “The Great Comet of 1812” was moving, too.
• The theater very much looked like a beautiful night sky. The comet prop was stunning, too.
• Pierre sat down at the end of the song and gazed reverentially up at the comet.

This play was one of the most beautiful experiences of my life, and I recommend it with all of my heart and soul. Please, please support it if you can.

Lance has been on mission for two weeks, and Keith’s been waiting up.

He’s been listening closely to each transmission, and Lance sounds okay. He sounds happy, even, at first, since the planet has beaches everywhere, and the locals love to show them off.

“Man, I’m swimming five hours a day, easy, and then we have meetings that last, like, two at most, and then food. Wow, the food is awesome.” Lance laughs as Keith makes a face. “Yeah, be jealous, I’m living it up over here.”

“My last mission involved crawling around mining shafts for three days,” Keith grumbled. “Of course you would get to go to Luxury Resort Planet.”

“Your mission involved you being a big damn hero and saving fifty people from a cave-in,” Lance says, and he’s beaming with pride as he speaks. Keith can’t help the smile when he sees it. “It was amazing.”

“Pidge and Hunk came back already, how come you’re still there?” Keith asks, curious, maybe complaining a little.

“Because they trust me above everyone else, I guess. Something to do with Blue and mine’s affinity for water? Should be done soon.” Lance’s grin is edging into leering territory now, and Keith flushes, annoyed at how easily Lance can do this to him. “Don’t train yourself to death while I’m gone. I know you probably have a lot of, ah, pent up energy —

“Yeah, okay, Shiro’s calling us for dinner, bye now. Keith rolls his eyes, gives Lance a chance to laugh and blow him a kiss before he ends the transmission.

And then a week passes by with nothing, no calls at all. Allura assures him that everything is fine, that she’s still getting Lance’s reports every day, but that negotiations for the alliance are tougher than expected. Lance is refusing to leave until they agree to help protect the smaller, less technologically advanced planets in their system — they have plenty of ships and shields to spare.

Keith falls asleep every night on one of the couches in the observation lounge. Their bed is a little too empty for him, not as warm or as soft for whatever reason …

He’s drowsing now, on that thin edge between light doze and deep sleep, when he feels a tender pressure against his temple. He opens his eyes halfway, sees a flash of deep brown skin, blue eyes, and Lance’s smile. “Hey there, stranger.”

Keith will blame the fact that he’s not completely awake, that he hasn’t been sleeping well for weeks, for the way he jumps up, wrapping his arms tightly around Lance’s shoulders, sending them both crashing to the floor.

“Ow. Hi. But ow.” Lance rubs at his head, but he’s still smiling. “Missed me, huh?”

Keith glares, but he knows it’s not nearly as intimidating as it should be, considering his own lips are up at the corners. “Took you way too long. Should’ve just threatened to shoot them and be done with it.”

“And that’s why Allura sends everyone but you to these things,” Lance laughs out. His hand reaches up, brushing the bangs from Keith’s face, running through the rest of his hair over and over. “I definitely missed you, mullet brain, so tell me how much pining you did while I was gone. All of it, right? All the pining?”

“Nope, nada,” Keith answers, burying his face where Lance’s neck meets his shoulder. 

They lie there for a few minutes, Lance’s hand still stroking through Keith’s hair, his other hand running up and down his spine. Eventually, Lance tugs a little, prompting Keith to lean back.

“C’mon, I really need our bed right now.” Lance sits up so that Keith is straddling his lap. His hands slide down and before Keith can say or do anything, he’s standing up, and Keith has his legs wrapped around Lance’s waist, clutching tightly to keep from falling.

Keith inhales sharply. “Since when —”

“Since years of training, and a few weeks of non-stop swimming,” Lance answers, looking smug. “Yeah, I’m coming for your role as the buff one in our relationship. Whatcha gonna do about it?”

Keith pretends to think as Lance walks them to their room. He raises his eyebrows after a few moments. “Remind you of your place tomorrow when we spar and I kick your ass. But for tonight? Nothing. This is pretty h— nice.”

“Hot? You were going to say hot but you chickened out at the last second!” Lance crows. “Man, I’m gonna get some sexy talk out of you, some day, you’ll see. And then I’ll probably die, but it’ll so be worth it.”

Keith twists a bit as they reach their door, palming the panel so it slides open and Lance doesn’t have to risk dropping him to do it. As soon as they’re inside he’s using his weight to force Lance back against the door, and Lance struggles to keep a firm grip on him, keep them both upright.

“Who’s the more muscular one?” Keith asks, breathes out right against Lance’s ear. He’s rewarded by a shudder, and Lance finally dropping him — Keith lands easily, grinning at Lance, who glares playfully, his blue eyes tired but warm.

“Yeah, yeah — gimmie a couple more weeks, then I’ll be able to bench press you,” Lance says, yawning as he strips down to his shorts, yanking on Keith’s shirt. “Querido, dale. Sleep now.”

Keith is down to his own shorts and in bed with his boyfriend inside of a minute. Lance curls up against him, resting his head on Keith’s chest, and Keith takes his chance to run his own hand through soft brown hair, watching how it curls around his fingers. A soft, happy sound vibrates into Keith’s skin, but no words come from Lance — he’s out.

“I did miss you,” Keith whispers. “Way too much. It was embarrassing.”

Lance just breathes deeply in response.

Keith presses a kiss to the crown of his head, murmuring into his hair, “I love you.”

He’s floating away into sleep himself, and he knows that in the morning, Lance will be there, and he’ll refuse to get up right away; he’ll whine and tease and seduce Keith into staying in bed. And Keith will complain and argue and give in begrudgingly except not really. Because he’d really, truly missed all of this a depressing amount. He’s almost afraid of how happy he is right now.

Lance mutters something about Slav, no, the pancakes exist in this reality and Keith snorts before he’s finally resting for good, a smile on his face and the boy he loves back in his arms.

Notes: I have a paper due tomorrow, and this is what my brain decides to do. Look at this disgusting pile of fluff. C’mon, brain, priorities. *sighs* If anybody reads this, I’m sorry if it’s unbearably sweet — I guess I needed some soft, happy boys to distract from my imminent doom when it comes to this school thing I haven’t even started. *more sighing*

First of all... Yes

Originally posted by alinok

A/N: This was actually requested by @allipotterhead1 (my first request, may I add) and I got a bit carried away but I didn’t want to miss anything out, I hope you like it, I tried my best!

Request: “Jughead x plus size reader, where their relationship is a secret. In which the reader is Kevin’s sister and one time they have a heavy make out session and Kevin, Veronica, Betty and Archie just walk in on them and Betty and Veronica are losing their shit because they ship it so hard, Kevin is totally sweet but excited and already plans their future but Archie asks him why he would date someone like her? I know it’s really specific but I can’t get this idea out of my head and I’m an awful writer… (And I don’t mean to hate on Archie, I really love him, but I love me some good angst)”

Word Count: 2,761 (jeez, this is long)

Warnings: Angst, Archie’s a bit of a dick, there is a swear word, and some makin’ out.

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Second Chance - Nick Robinson


“Nick Robinson imagine where Nick asked out the reader on a date (which is his crush) and tells her to meet him at this restaurant and hours past by and he never showed up and the reader is upset bc she thought that he actually like her, but he stood her up. And the next day at school she gave him the silent treatment and smacked him across the face and he try’s to make it up to her cuz he really likes her and didn’t mean to stood her up. The rest is up to you. Srry it’s so long😁”

“Miss, would you like to order yet?” The smart looking man was once again stood next to my slouched figure, my eyes tingling with tears as the embarrassment settled in.

This was the 6th time he had been over, In two hours. Yep, two whole hours i was pathetically sat at this small table in this stupidly fancy restaurant.

I should’ve left, I know I should’ve. But there was still that small slither of hope tingling within me, the thought that Nick was going to walk through those doors, greeting me with a beautiful smile.

I was pathetic, really. I shook my head at the tall male, gripping my purse in my small hands before hastily walking away from the table and towards the car park. The air was cold and it nipped painfully at my legs and arms, the wind whipping my hair around my face and shoulders.

Clambering into my car I smacked my hand down on the steering wheel in a burst of anger, the action causing the car to move slightly. Taking deep breaths I straightened out my wind swept hair and brushed away the few tears that had left my eyes and raced down my rosy cheeks.

I had been stood up. I should’ve known the moment the notorious Nick, my own crush, had walked towards me and passed me a slip of paper holding the messy scrawl of details for the night.

“A date” he’d said when my face had show utter confusion, “you and me, Saturday night”. The words had caused my heart to pound harder than ever before, a smile stretching on my lips before I found myself nodding. I should’ve known it was too good to be true. How naive of me to agree so soon and believe that Nick actually had a thing for little old me.

Sighing one more time, I shoved my bag onto the passenger seat and started up my car. I ignored the harsh pricking in my eyes and the knot in my chest as I made my way home. Tomorrow was going to be torture.

“Y/N wait! Hey wait up!” Nicks calls echoed in the hallway, dragging unnecessary attention to me and him. I confined to walk, drowning out his persistent calls with my own thoughts. Clutching my books tighter i weaved between students and kept my head down, surely they already knew what had happened.

A large hand gripped my elbow tightly, the action causing my body to jolt and my arms to release my heavy books onto the carpeted floor. They cluttered messily around my feet, the tanned hand still gripping my elbow as I stood still, the hallway now silent.

“Y/N, Please” Nicks voice held desperation yet I still ignored him. He expected me to talk to him after I had waited and been humiliated by him? Huh, No way!

“Go Away!” My voice was harsh as I ripped my elbow out of his grip and collected my books, I knew my face was red with anger and I didn’t even want to look at Nick, it would only fuel my anger towards him more.

“Why are you being like this!? Just-” He didn’t get to finish. The sound of my slap echoed off the hallway walls, followed by people taking in sharp intakes of breath and gasp in shock as they watched on from the sidelines.

“Don’t you dare! Why am I being like this? Oh just piss off Nick!” I had quite frankly, had enough. I wasn’t going to waste my time any longer on someone who wanted nothing more than a joke to play, he wasn’t worth my time.

Nick stood frozen, his hand covering the side of his face that my hand had collided with. He didn’t look mad, just shocked. His dark hair was messy on his head and his other hand was resting slightly on his bag strap, jaw clenched and eyes filled with determination.

I sighed a heavy sigh, “just don’t okay?” I spoke tiredly, Nicks face softening as he watched me turn and walk away from his stiff figure, what now?

“Can I get everyone’s attention.. HEY! EVERYONE!” My head snapped to the sound of the shout, instantly finding the source I groaned and covered my face with my hands. Here we go.

“So recently, I asked a beautiful girl on a date” cheers erupted from the cafeteria as Nick stood high on one of the tables. “She said yes, go me!” He laughed heartily as his eyes searched the room ,skimming over everyone before he reached me.

“I was excited as hell, I mean who wouldn’t be? I booked a reservation and planned how I was gonna look handsome as fu..dge” more cheers. “.. Only, I never turned up” his head Hung lowly as the cheers and chatter turned to boos and “what the hell Nick!” He started to smile slightly at the response carrying on nonetheless.

“I know, I know. I’m an ass” I nodded along with the groups of people, he really was.

“But I want to make it right. Y/N I really am sorry, and I wanted you to know that I really do like you, I have done for a while” scratching the back of his neck nervously he looked my way for a reaction. My heart was hammering harshly against my rib cage as my face turned a bright Crimson colour, oh my god.

“I want to make it up to you.. If you’d let me” everybody’s eyes were now on me, the bar now set higher than ever.

Nick clambered down from the table, his feet speedily dragging over to my own table, standing right infront of my sitting figure.

“How do I know you’re not lying? I’m not going to be let down again-”

Nick cut me off, his smirk appearing as he covered my mouth with his hand.

“If I was lying, would I do this?” I panicked, do what!?

In seconds his lips were stuck to mine, the soft skin of his own meshing with mine to make a sweet kiss. He gripped my cheeks in his hands and mine went to his hair, the kiss deepening.

Was this really happening?? Oh my god!

He pulled away slowly, teasing as he held my bottom lip in his teeth softly before letting go fully and looking me in the eye.
We just- oh god I hated PDA! who am I turning into??

“So, what do you say? Will you Y/N Y/L/N do me the honour of going on a- well another- date with me?” His eyes held a lot of hope as he stared up at me, his hands still pressing on my face.

I smiled brightly before removing his hands.

“Nope!” I smiled again, the cafeteria bursting into whispers as they all - still - looked on at the current scene.

“Okay so I’ll pick you up- whAT!?” His face was bright red, confusion clouding his features as he stood up abruptly. He was super tall, his body looming over my own small frame; seeing him wound up was actually hot as hell.

“I’m just kidding you idiot. I’ll go on a date with you. but this is the last chance because I really like you Nick and I’m not going to be mess-” his lips were on mine again in another kiss, his hands gripping my hips as he hugged me closer for the second time in the past 10 minutes.

Maybe there is room for second chances.

Originally posted by nick-j-robs

THIS IS LAME AF I APOLOGISE !!! ITS 1:30AM AND IVE HAD A SHIT DAY, I always promise to update and write a lot but so much stuff happens and gets in the way:(( I’m a sucky writer and account holder so I really do apologise. Anyway, this was short as heck but enjoy, sorry for mistakes an crappiness:)))

phancatwhiskers  asked:

As a Logan/Patton HP au prompt, could one of them struggle with homework, and the other has a natural affinity that particular subject, and so the one struggling doesn't let on that they don't understand something so they don't appear dumb/are ashamed to admit it, and they finally mention that they don't understand something, and the other helps them out? Sorry if this is really confusing ahh. I love the series by the way 💜

I hope this suits for you! 💖so glad you’re enjoying it!
Logan pretends that he knows exactly what Patton means when he says that he just “thinks of” a happy memory. Yes, the patronus charm is all very well in theory, but Logan struggles to visualise a happy memory for long enough to cast the spell. He can remember the vague situation, but it’s hard to immerse himself in it when all he’s thinking about is how he’s failing to conjure anything.

Eventually, Patton catches on. “You’re just saying “yes” to everything I’m saying, huh?”

Of course, he doesn’t say it maliciously. This is Patton after all. His voice is soft, eyes wide and trusting.

Logan sighs and nods, flopping into his bed in defeat. He doesn’t really mean to rest, but as soon as he lies down, it’s as if lead is weighing his limbs down.


“Mm?” He feels sleep-heavy, as if everything he’s saying and going to say exists in some far off dream space.

“Sometimes, when I think of a memory, it helps to split it into… bits. Focus on parts of it at a time.”

Logan stifles a yawn and hums. “Like?”

“Like…” Patton thinks for a long moment, and Logan almost drifts off right there. He’s pulled back to half-wakefulness when Patton says, “Okay, say I’m thinking of- that Christmas we all spent here. So I’d think, I smell the pine trees, then I’d move into how I can hear everyone laughing-“

“Snow…” Logan says suddenly.

“You’ve got a memory?” Patton says. “Is it that Christmas, too?”

Logan shakes his head. It’s too difficult to keep his eyes open now, so he lets them close. “No. Hogsmeade.”

“Okay, great. What can you see?”

Logan says it without even realising. “You…”

There’s another silence, and Logan is once again nearly pulled under by sleep.

“Me?” Patton says. Logan doesn’t understand why he’s whispering.

“Mmm. You had… we… got butterbeer… got froth on your nose.”

He yawns deeply, feeling his body sink down into the sheets. He feels Patton wrap the covers around him.

“You can sleep, it’s okay,” Patton says. “And I-um-goodnight, Logan.”

Neither of them bring it up again for a while. In fact, Logan’s almost completely forgotten during their next Hogsmeade visit- head crammed full with the thought of upcoming exams.

Patton had bought them butterbeer to go, and now Logan is laughing at Patton’s attempt to catch the froth on his own nose, eyes going cross eyed.

Logan laughs and laughs. “P-Patton, stop,” he giggles. He clutched at his belly as he shakes with laughter. “My stomach-“

Patton suddenly says, “Oh!”, grinning. “Logan, I have an idea!” He shouts “Expecto patronum!” and his golden retriever bounds out of his wand. “Cast it now!”

Still smothering more giggles, Logan looks into Patton’s eyes. For once, he tries without thinking. “Expecto patronum!”

He gasps as the silver raven soars out of his wand. It flies to Patton’s patronus, swooping lower so the dog doesn’t have to leap up so much to join it in the air.

Together, they watch them until the charms eventually fade.

“You did it!” Patton squeals, hugging Logan in celebration. “I knew you could.”

And Logan knows he’ll never have trouble visualising this happy memory.

Beginning of Something Amazing

Part 1 (Guess Who’s Back) || Part 2 (It’s Our Turn)

Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - By a bunch of people asking for a part 3 of the Guess Who’s Back series. I hope you guys enjoy :)

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – Once returning to Auradon, Harry is trying to fit in with the help of his lover, the daughter of Dr. Facilier.

Warning(s) - swearing, sexual hinting

Originally posted by thomasadoherty

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Bob Morley Imagine: Secretly


Summary: Reader and Bob are secretly dating. However, their characters just got together on the show and on a conference everyone teases them about it. It makes them, especially reader, feel uncomfortable. So reader confronts the cast members about it and Bob unintentionally reveals that they are dating which makes cast freak out.

Word count:1353

Originally posted by love-is-equal66

I couldn’t decide if this con was disaster or the best time of my life. It was the first con when I and Bob were a couple. The problem was that no one knew.

We had decided to keep it a secret. In fact I didn’t know why, but it was Bob’s idea. He thought that it would be better because it would prevent us from getting various kinds of reactions from fans. Because this fandom could be really harsh towards the actors and make our lives a living hell.

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They Love Her

Presley Series, find other parts Here!

“Shawn, are you sure? I don’t want to impose on your families holiday.” 

“I want you to come, I want you both to come.” He says nodding. “Go get dressed please” He whines.

“What? Don’t want me to go to your moms in your T shirt and boyshorts?” She teases.

“I mean you can if you want, I’m not quite so sure how that would go over.” He plays along.

“True, but Shawn are you absolutely positive?”

“Y/n.” He says putting his hands on your shoulders. “You are being more difficult than Presley.”

“That’s rude.”

“And now I know where she get’s her sass from.”

“Me? Oh hell no, she totally gets it from you.”

“Me? But she’s not,” He wanders.

“She might as well be, she’s just like you.”

“Yeah?” He smiles.

“Yeah, I wish she was yours.”

“Me too.”

“Okay, I guess I can go get ready now.”

“Finally.” He sighs as you get off the couch and head to your room. You look at him and stick your tongue out at him before entering your room. 

“Shawn!” Presley yells coming from her room. He jumps up and rushes to her, scared something happened to her. 

“What? What?” He calls meeting her in the hall.

“Theres a spider in my room.” She points in her room. He sighs in relief, worried something had happened to her. 

“Where is it? I’ll kill it.” He says following her into her room. He grabs a tissue as he walks past the tissue box in her room. 

“Right there.” She says keeping her distance from the wall. He squats down so he can see the tiny black spider on her wall. She hides behind him, little hands clutching his sweatshirt. 

In a quick movement he squishes the bug with the tissue, wiping away all evidence of the eight legged creature on her bright pink walls. 

“All gone.” He says walking to her bathroom to flush the evidence. 

“Thank you!” She sighs following him to watch is go away. 

“No problem, no ones gonna get my little girl.” He says turning to look at her. She smiles and he leans down to pick her up. 

“Is this a new dress?” He asks walking he back to the living room. 

“Yeah, I thought I would wear it to meet your Mommy. Do you like it?”

“I do, it goes with your hair.” He nods sitting on the couch. 


“Yeah, it’s really pretty.” He smiles.

“What do you think?” You ask walking out of your bedroom to find them sitting on the floor of the living room, Shawn being given dollies to play with. He looks up at you smiling.

“I think you look great babe.” He grins. “I like you in red.”

“Yeah?” You say tugging at the hem of the red sweater you pulled on. It matched Presley’s sweater dress. “Honey that was for Christmas.” You say pointing at her dress.

“No you said it was for special occasions, this is one.” She shrugs. 

“It is?” Shawn asks looking at her.

“Yeah we’re meeting your Mommy and Daddy.”

“And sister.” He chimes in. “I think the dress looks nice.” He says looking back to you.

“Fine.” You huff walking back to your room to finish your makeup.

When you a ready to leave you go to find them. They are both laying on their stomachs playing with her Barbie house. 

“Hey kiddos are you ready?” You ask slipping on your shoes.

“Wait a second Mom.” Presley says standing up and stepping onto Shawn’s back to reach the top of the house. You watch as Shawn tries to help hold her up with his hands, as she ‘puts her doll to bed.’

She steps off his back and he waits just in case she tries to get on again. They both stand, holding hands, to walk with you to the car. You get in and Shawn helps Presley get up into his jeep. He helps buckle her into her carseat, kissing her forehead before closing the door. 

“I’m nervous.” You sigh looking over at him as he backs out of your driveway.

“Why are you nervous?” He asks taking your hand.

“Because I’m meeting them for the first time and I have Presley.” 

“You’re nervous because you have Presley?”

“More like nervous of that your parents are going to think of me because I have Presley.” 

“What did I do?” She asks from the back seat. You chuckle and hang your head.

“That’s what I’m asking, what did she do Y/n?” He says looking over at you with a playful smile.

“You know what I mean.” 

“I know, but we’re okay. Their gonna love the Princess that’s in my backseat.” He says looking at her in the mirror.

“Are you sure?”

“Would you stop asking me that? If I wasn’t sure we wouldn’t be doing this right now.”

“Okay.” You sigh.

“Hey Shawn.” Presley asks, kicking his seat.

“What’s up?” 

“Can you turn it up.” 

He smiles and nods, turning the radio up. It’s a Justin Bieber song and she starts singing and dancing in her seat.

“See you just gotta relax and let loose like Pres.” He says looking over at you. 

“To Justin?” You ask raising your eyebrows. “Sorry who is he?” You tease, thinking back to a few interviews. Shawn chuckles and changes the song.

“Hey!” Presley whines from the back.

“Watch your tone.” You warn her.

“She’s okay Babe.” He says handing you the aux chord. You grin evilly. You plug in and turn on her most favorite song right now. 

She squeals and starts dancing around. He looks at you with an unamused look.

“What? It’s her favorite.” You grin, “Mine too.” 

You start singing along finally coaxing him to join in at the chorus. When you pull up to his parents house all three of you are belting out There’s Nothing Holdin Me Back.

He gets out, going to grab Presley as you meet him in front of his jeep.

“Smile Mommy, this is exciting.” She says holding onto Shawn’s sweatshirt again. 

“Yeah, smile.” He says kissing your cheek.

“Just nervous.”

“Don’t be.” He whispers in your ear. He takes your hand and walks you up the pathway to the front door. He opens the door letting you in first. 

“Shawn?” His mom calls.

“Yep.” He says back, letting you hold his hand as you slip your shoes off. You start taking of Presley’s shoes while he kicks his off too. 

“Hey, oh Hi.” She says noticing he’s not alone.

“Mom I told you I was bringing Y/n over today.” He says, worried she forgot.

“I know, I’m just not used to seeing you walk in with two pretty girls.” She says smiling at you and then Presley.

“Mom this is my girlfriend Y/n.” He says introducing you.

“It’s nice to finally meet you.” You smile at her.

“You too, I’ve heard so much about you.” She says hugging you. “And you must be Presley. I’ve heard a lot about you too.” She says looking over at Presley.

“Hi.” She smiles shyly.

“Hi.” Karen smiles back. 

“Hey Dad.” Shawn says smiling at his Dad. 

“Hi, Manny.” He says going to shake your hand. 

“Y/n.” You say shaking his hand. 

“Who’s this?” He says looking at Presley. She snuggles closer to Shawn, super shy now.

“Can you say your name?” Shawn whispers in her ear. She shakes her head, hiding her face into his chest. “I guess that’s a no.” He laughs looking over at you. 

“She’s a little shy around new people.”

“Understandable, Manny can be a little scary.” Karen pats his shoulder.

“Am not.”

“It’s okay, once you get to know him you realize he’s just a big Teddy Bear.” 

“Shawn.” Aaliyah says walking to wear everyone else is.

“Hey Liyah.” He says rubbing Presley’s back. 

“Hi, I’m Aaliyah you must be Y/n.” She says hugging you.

“Yeah that’s me.” You say laughing a bit.

“And is this Presley?” She says looking at the girl hiding into Shawn.

“Yeah.” He nods, smiling wider.

“I’ve been so excited to meet her, Shawn doesn’t shut up about you guys.” She says looking over at you. Shawn blushes, pushing his sister. Presley looks over at Aaliyah.

“Hi there.” She says waving at Presley. “Do you like Barbies?” Aaliyah asks. Presley perks up at that. 

“I love them.” She says.

“I got all my old Barbies out, would you like to come play? Their in the living room.” 

“Can I Mom?” She asks looking at you.

“Yeah go have fun.” You say, Shawn sets her down and she holds Aaliyah’s hand as they walk to the living room. 


Dinner has come and gone and you are in the bathroom. When you exit you hear Shawn and his mom in the kitchen.

“I like them.” 


“Yeah, they are good for you.” She says patting his shoulder.

“I know.”

“And you look good with a kid on your hip.”

“Thanks.” He laughs. 

You walk in sitting back down in your spot at the table. 

“Mommy can I go play Dollies?” Presley asks, Aaliyah has retreated to her room to finish some Homework and you are just starting to get to know Karen and Manny. 

“Um,” You say as Shawn walks in.

“What’s up?” He asks.

“Shawn can I go play Dollies?” She asks looking up at him. 

“Yeah, come on.” He says holding out his hand, handing you a coffee. She rushes to him, taking his hand. 

You sit and talk to Manny and Karen, expecting Shawn to come back but he never does. You’ve been sitting talking to his parents for an hour easily. The three of you hear some singing come from the living room and you all go to investigate.

When you enter you see them sitting on the floor, him holding a ukulele. They are singing ‘You Are My Sunshine’. 

The dolls have been cleaned up and put away, now their on to singing. She watches as he plays and sings along softly. 

Manny and Karen swoon just as much as you do. 

“I like the idea of Grandchildren.” Karen whispers to Manny.

“I think we just got one.” He whispers back. 

You bite back a smile and your heart flutters as he looks up at you, singing to you now. He smiles while he sings, and looks back down as she rest her head on his arm. 

The song ends and she yawns rubbing her eye.

“Uh oh, looks like someone is tired.”

“Shawn.” She whispers looking up at him.

“Hmm?” He hums setting the ukulele down. 

“I’m cold.” 

“Oh” He looks up and his eyes falter. “I forgot your jacket at home.” He says eyebrows coming together. “I know.” He says standing up. He walks to his old room and grabs an old sweatshirt. “You can wear mine.” 

“Really.” She asks. 

“It will be like a big blanket.” He smiles slipping it over her shoulders. 

“It’s warm.” She says cuddling closer to Shawn. 

“I think it’s time for bed.” You say slipping your shoes on.

“Yeah it is getting late.” Shawn says looking down to a Presley that is falling asleep against his chest.

“Alright drive safe.” His parents say giving you both hugs and walking you out the door. Shawn puts Presley in her seat and buckles her in, kissing her forehead again before closing the door. 

“See it wasn’t that bad.” He says getting in next to you. “They love her.” 

Just Acting

Warnings: mentions of blood

Characters: J2, actriss reader, Sam and Dean Winchester.

Summary: J2 get emotional during a scene so you help them (idk how else to explain it without spoiling it.

Word Count: 661 (i know it’s short it was just a little something i though of)

S/N/N: sisters name, i didn’t know what name to use for their sister so i’ll let you guys decide.

Y/N: your name

Y/N/N: your nickname

You felt as the thick velvet blood trickled down your head, as tears stained your cheeks you looked up to them. Sam and Dean, one of them at each side of you holding your hand, their eyes equally glassy but they tried to maintain strong for you. You looked down at your abdomen, it looked ripped and torn blood oozing out all around.

“You’re okay, it’s gonna be okay. We’ll get you outta here and you’ll be better in no time.” Said Dean squeezing your hand tightly and kissed it softly.

“De, Sammy…” You choked up blood before continuing, “It’s okay…. It’s my time to leave now…” You finished, breathing heavily between each frase.

“No S/N/N, we’ll get you out of this. We’ll save you, just like we always do!” Sam said sobbing he couldn’t lose his baby sister, not now, not like this.

“Look at me… i want you to promise me something..” You said trying to look at them but a sharp pain in your neck stopped you from doing do. “Promise me…. you won’t do anything stupid..” You said smiling tightly, more tears cascaded down your cheeks rolling down onto the floor.

“Okay” they both said hesitantly knowing what you meant by that.

“Smile for me… if i’m gonna die… i wanna see you happy one last time… even if it’d fake…” You choked out your voice hoarse and soft almost like a whisper but your breathers caught everything. Still sobbing they smiled for you, it was small and pitiful but a smile. With that you were content finally letting the tall skeleton-like man you knew as death take you, leaving your brothers for the last time. They sobbed into your shirt, Dean grasping your face trying to find life in his baby sister, trying to find life in his world.

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Makeup Voiceover;Johnny

Request: Hiii I loved your Jaehyun voiceover scenario, can you please make one for Johnny if you haven’t already? Thanks! :) ♡

  • i actually love writing this series oh my
  • but in reality i dont know a single thing about makeup
  • so sorry if it gets really boring and repetitive for each member ;-;
  • google’s my best friend, if not i wouldn’t even know a single brand yes
  • okay let’s start with chicago monster let’s go

  • so many of your subscribers wanted him to do the makeup voiceover challenge

  • firstly because he has his own youtube channel too, and both of you are like the power youtube couple
  • and he’s always mentioning about you, so are you
  • but mainly because
  • in your vlog once you caught him on tape once using your eyeliner as a pen
  • “oh my god johnny what are you doing”
  • “i’ve never seen a pen like this before?? omg it’s so watery”
  • “are you serious omg HAHAHA GUYS look at my boyfriend”
  • “what????”
  • “it’s an eyeliner johnny”
  • “a what- OH NO WONDER HAHAHA”
  • “this is what i have to deal with everyday guys- a clueless giant, unlike on his channel where you all only see his cool side”
  • which is why tons of comments started to come in after that vlog
  • saying that it’d be hilarious to see johnny doing it
  • so after talking to johnny about it he agreed
  • because he was confident in himself
  • so one day you push him out of your room so you can film the video
  • and every 5 minutes you’d hear him screaming
  • after 45 minutes you let him in
  • and he has this cheeky smile on his face
  • and you can tell he’s very excited
  • “okay start now!!”
  • so he plays the video and starts recording
  • “hello everyone, it’s johnny seo here and im finally here to do the makeup voiceover”
  • “apparently because you guys are excited to laugh at me over that eyeliner incident”
  • “okay enough talking let’s start”
  • “just look at bare faced Y/N, so pretty”
  • “so first off, foundation”
  • “she’s using the l'oreal paris brand one”
  • “oh she’s taking her beauty blender- SEE GUYS I KNOW WHAT IT IS’
  • “yeah it’s because i told you after you endlessly referred it to an egg months ago”
  • “you all didn’t hear that-”
  • “squeeze a little out on the blender and dab it on your face”
  • “blend and make sure there aren’t any patches”
  • “i honestly dont see any difference?? but oh well you look good nonetheless”
  • “okay moving on”
  • “she’s doing her eyes”
  • “she always talks about this- her favourite palette, the Lorac Pro? is that the name- eyeshadow palette!!”
  • “today she’s using the light pink shade”
  • “with a little bit of nude”
  • “she looks like she’d winking- at me of course HAHA”
  • “oh she’s done!”
  • hears his own shout in the background of the video
  • “wait was that me?”
  • “yes it was”
  • “sorry guys, i was too excited”
  • “over with that,”
  • “oh it’s that pen! oh wait eyeliner-”
  • “why is she laughing”
  • “wait babe why aren’t you putting it on”
  • “just wanted to bring it in for some laughs, didn’t use it for this look hehe”
  • “justice for johnny guys, save me from this evil girlfriend”
  • “but damn she looks so cute laughing though”
  • “okay she’s cooled down- her face’s still red though aw”
  • pinches your cheek
  • “she taking out another stick”
  • “the uh nyc wonder stick that is”
  • “woah wait what it has two ends to it HOW COOL”
  • “baby’s using the lighter end”
  • “drawing lines on her upper cheek”
  • “oh she’s turning to the darker end”
  • “and drawing lines again?”
  • “what is this for- oh she’s blending it”
  • “oH i think it’s called contouring and highlighting?”
  • “you’re right babe”
  • “h a h”
  • “oh look her shining”
  • “god so gorgeous”
  • “my heart’s beating too quickly i can’t do this anymore do we still have a long way to go?”
  • “stop it omg. almost there, babe”
  • “why is she laughing again-”
  • “i think i just heard another shout from outside….”
  • “sorry guys”
  • “okay she’s done again, and applying blush right now”
  • “just look at her rosy cheeks!!!”
  • “did i mention the brand?”
  • “i didn’t catch it oh no i got distracted im so sorry”
  • “but it’s er-”
  • “i’ll just insert a caption don’t worry about it”
  • “my babe’s the best”
  • “oh i think this is the last one- lipstick!!!”
  • “look at those plump lips-”
  • “she’s using the Neutrogena one-”
  • “it looks like a crayon?? IS THIS A CRAYON?”
  • “wow i learn new things everyday”
  • “okay but just look at this cutie pouting her lips”
  • “and…. she’s done!!!”
  • “wow, im in love with a goddess”
  • “this is my talented girlfriend right here”
  • “this video ended too quickly???”
  • “aw anyways thank you for watching and please do continue supporting Y/N!!”
  • “and if you didn’t know, we come in a package so do check my channel out too- kidding”
  • “do subscribe, like and comment, this has been Y/N’s wonderful boyfriend, johnny!”
  • after he’s done he has the most satisfied smile on his face
  • and he attacks you with a hug for no reason
  • and your heart just melts because, he’s the funniest yet sweetest person ever??
  • “babe i think i should delete my own channel and join yours instead”
7 Years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook X Reader - Part 8

I genuinely feel like I rushed the character development in this story and I hate myself for that.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8 - Here  Part 9  Part 10.1  Part 10.2  Part 10.3  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20 - Final

Your detention soon came to an end and you were quick to question the boys on their motives.

“Ask Jungkook. I don’t know why the fuck we’re doing this.” You should have expected such a reply from Yoongi.

Taehyung bounced into your vision, his rectangular smile present on his face.

“We wanted to hang out with you so we got ourselves in trouble on purpose!” He definitely seemed too enthusiastic for someone who is jeopardising his school records.

“You wanted to hang out… in detention? This is a joke, right?” Either they had completely lost the plot or were desperate to speak with someone they didn’t see every moment of every single day.

“Ignore Tae, he’s being stupid. The real reason is because Jungkook was worried that that girl from before would try to start something again.” Jimin piped up from beside a whining Taehyung, a cute grin spreading on his lips.

“Hyung!” Jungkook shoved Jimin with such force that he disappeared from your sight. Blinking a couple of times, you watched as he jogged back and playfully pushed Jungkook.

“What’s wrong? I’m just telling her what she wants to know.” A glare was what he got in return before Jungkook turned on his heel and walked out of the school gates. The rest of you took that as your cue to leave, following behind.


The boys had walked you halfway home before you all parted ways. When you had arrived home, you explained what had happened to your mother, who had received a phone call over your behaviour. She seemed to understand the situation better than you had initially thought she would and warned you to keep out of trouble.

Making your way to your room, you flung yourself on your bed and checked your messages from Areum.

‘Y/N! Are you okay?’

'What happened?’

'I’m sorry you got in trouble for me…’

Areum was so sweet, it made you question how someone such as herself existed.

'I’m okay, Areum. I’ve got detention for a week though lol.’

Within a matter of seconds you received a reply.

'How can you be so calm about that!? You’re a perfect student.’

'I’m still a good student Areum. Now everyone knows that I’m not all talk haha.’

You could imagine the worried look that was present on her face at this very moment.

'If you say so… thank you for defending me. I don’t know what I’d do if we weren’t friends.’

'You probably wouldn’t have been in that kind of situation but it’s alright.’

She ended the conversation with a laughing face and you sighed to yourself.

Now to try and survive the rest of the week with Hye Mi.


The next 2 days of school were uneventful, although you were the topic of everyone’s discussions. You seemed to be the centre of everyone’s attention as well which made you mildly uncomfortable, mainly because it resulted in conversations being initiated with unfamiliar students. Speaking to new people just wasn’t a strong point for you.

As the end of the day arrived, you speedily made your way to your detention, arriving before Hye Mi and the boys. The teacher supervising the detention stood upon your entrance and beckoned you over.

“Y/N, I’ve discussed the situation with the principal and we’ve decided that you don’t have to attend detention for the rest of the week.”

Confusion spread on your face as you raised your eyebrows in surprise. “Um… can I ask why?”

She smiled at your confused face before nodding at you.

“Well… the thing is, we know you’re not a bad student. It’s just… you seem to be influenced by the wrong students.”

Wrong students? Surely she didn’t mean…

“Are you talking about Jungkook and his friends?”

“Of course. Who else could it be?”

Anger began to boil inside you and you willed yourself to keep as calm as possible. She was trying to pin the recent events on Jungkook and his influence. Did she honestly believe you couldn’t think for yourself?

“Oh I don’t know, maybe Hye Mi? She’s an instigator in case you hadn’t realised.”

“Y/N! That’s not the point. The point is we want you to keep your distance from the boys. They’re just trouble for a good student like you.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“I have to keep my distance from the boys who stood up for me when no one else would? When no teachers took notice of the kind of bullying I had to be subjected to? If anything they’re the reason I’m more confident and I am able to defend myself more these past few weeks.”

She seemed shocked to say the least. Anyone would. You were known to be a compliant student who never spoke back and defied teachers. Despite your calmness when delivering your words, the anger that was poorly hidden was clear in your voice.

“They’re the only ones who cared enough to protect me… no offence Miss but where were you when I needed help?”

Rather than reprimanding you, she instead bowed her head in guilt because as much as she’d like to deny it, she was a bystander to the bullying taking place in the school.

“I’m sorry Miss but I can’t stop being friends with them just because a couple of teachers order me to. Contrary to popular belief this isn’t a prison. Oh, and they’re not bad students, just misjudged a lot.”

Seeing she had no more to say, you strode out of the room only to be greeted with Jungkooks figure leaning against the wall. When he noticed your presence, he turned his attention to you and smirked, satisfied with the 'speech’ you had given.

“Kookie…” Jungkook pushed himself off the wall and sauntered towards you, eyes never leaving yours.

Slightly crouching down, he placed a longing kiss on the corner of your mouth, making you stiffen. Retracting himself, he stepped back, his signature bunny-like grin appearing and a faint pink dusting over his cheeks.

“I’m proud of you…” Not giving you a chance to think of a reply, he drifted into the classroom leaving you standing alone.

“What’s up, Teach?”

His voice snapped you out of your trance and you reached your hand up to where he had placed a kiss.

“That… that jerk is going to be the death of me.” Your soft smile betrayed the annoyance your words held. Shaking your head, you shuffled out of the school and walked home, mentally replaying the scene over and over.


You’d like to think that the kiss was Jungkook’s subtle way of telling you that he felt something for you but you would rather not jump to conclusions. It was an eye opener, however, as it made you realise that certain interactions you both shared were ones that would imply that something was happening between the both of you. Thinking about these actions caused heat to rush to your face and you buried your face into your pillow in a pathetic attempt to calm yourself down.

Your phone chimed, alerting you to a new message and you all but threw yourself at your desk.

'Hey, what are you doing right now?’

The message was from Jungkook which caused an unconscious smile to spread on your face.

'Worrying about the consequences of my 'speech’. Why?’

'Just got out of detention. I want to see you.’ No matter how many times he was blunt with you, Jungkook never failed to surprise you. Switching into a seated position, you contemplated how to reply. You didn’t want to come across as desperate because you definitely were not but you didn’t want to put it off for another day.

'Okay, where?’

You arranged to meet at the local park in an hour. No one would be there at this time so it would be just the two of you.

It wasn’t a date, in fact it’s far from one so why were you nervous?

You dwelled on this for longer than you had anticipated since you received a message from Jungkook, notifying you he was already there.


Dashing down the stairs, you told your mother that you’d be back soon whilst pulling on your shoes.

“Just be safe and call me if there is any trouble!”

“Tell Jungkook his sister in law said hi.”

You didn’t even have the time to snap at your younger sister. Your arguments always lasted minimum fifteen minutes, which you didn’t have to spare. Instead you rushed out of your house and speed walked to the arranged destination, spotting his figure sitting on one of the swings. His head was bowed but soon snapped up when he heard your footsteps approaching. Sitting beside him, you placed your hands between your legs and stared straight ahead at nothing in particular.

A comfortable silence settled between you and you patiently waited for him to break it.

“What are you doing to me?” Uncertainty washed over you at his question and you peeked at his face. He in turn lowered his head again and dug the heel of his timberlands into the ground, waiting for your reply.

“I’m going to have to ask you to elaborate Jungkook.” A deep chuckle left him and he turned his attention to your face, seemingly analysing your next actions.

“You’ve noticed how I’ve changed. How I treat you. There’s no way you haven’t.”

So this is what he’s talking about.

“Yeah, I’m not stupid. What I want to know is if it’s for the reasons I think it’s for.”

“I think you know the answer to that.”

That shocked you a little bit.

“Let me ask you again. What are you doing to me? Why is it everytime you smile I want it to be only for me? Why is it everytime you’re upset, I want to punch the shit out of the person who upset you? What is it about you that makes me want to always be by your side?”

You were sure your jaw was hanging wide open at the out of character things Jungkook was saying. Maybe, just maybe, you were interpreting what he was saying the wrong way.

“Because we’re best friends. Isn’t that what best friends want?” He scoffed at your sentence and for a second you worried that you had given the wrong answer.

“Cut the shit, Y/N. Are you trying to friend zone me or something? We could be more than friends. I want us to be more than friends.”

“You want what now?”

He stood from his swing and proceeded to walk to the spot directly in front of you.

“Are you that slow? Fucking shit, I like you! Maybe even l-lo… you get the fucking point.”

Today was just a day for revelations, wasn’t it?

“Okay, slow down please. Since when?”

A deep sigh escaped his lips and he glanced to the side, avoiding eye contact with you.

“I don’t know… it’s kind of always been there. You’re the only girl who understands me and would never hurt me. You’ve always cared for me even when I allowed other people to treat you like shit. Ah, I’m such a fucking loser.”

Running a hand through his hair in frustration, he turned his back on you pulling out a cigarette box. You didn’t know what to say, the words being caught on your tongue. So you done the first thing you thought of.

Pushing the swing back with as much force as you could muster, you allowed yourself to fly forward and all but flew into Jungkook’s back. Upon colliding, you wrapped your arms around his neck, his body breaking your fall. Bringing your head to the crook of his neck, you yelled into his ear.

“Smoking is bad for you, dumbass!”

Struggling to turn underneath your weight, he managed to rotate his boy and glare at you.

“You’re actually a freak. Did you know that? I don’t understand why I lik-”

Your warm lips connected with his in the heat of the moment, effectively shutting him up. His crescent eyes grew as wide as saucers whilst you shut yours in an attempt to avoid making your first kiss anymore awkward than it already was.

Soon enough you felt his hands on the back of your head, trying to pull you closer, if that was possible. Jungkook bit your lip harder than necessary and you yelped into his mouth. He took this opportunity to deepen the kiss and your teeth clashed several times. He soon parted from you, and instead just stared as if he was trying to commit all of your features to memory.

You grinned at Jungkook and hopped off him, lending him a hand and pulling him up. He returned your grin with half a smirk and dusted himself down.

“What the fuck was that?” You let a giggle escape your lips and shrugged your shoulders.

“I don’t know, I guess I felt the same the way.”

“You guess?”

Vigorously nodding your head, you snatched his hand and dragged him out of the park.

“You know… I’m kind of hungry. Let’s get icecream.”  He raised an eyebrow at your idea.

“At 9pm?”

“At 9pm.”

You spent the next hour eating icecream from a nearby shop before Jungkook decided it was time to leave and walked you home.

“See you tomorrow, babe.”

“Jungkook.” Your warning tone made him pout at you.

“But I need a nickname for my girl now.”

“Well think of a better one.” He smirked at your challenge for the umpteenth time.

“Fine then, princess.”


“I’m sticking with it whether you like it or not.”

Before you could argue back, he placed a peck on your lips and backed away from you.

“Bye, princess.”

“Oh my g-”

“Y/N! Stop standing there and come inside!”

You could only assume your mother had seen everything, judging by the excited tone she failed at hiding.

Waving at Jungkook, he winked at you before heading down the street and out of sight.

Now you just had to live through your mothers fangirling, possibly your sisters and then Areums.

sarahslolitaportfolio  asked:

Your ask box is open right?👀 Please write about each of the paladins walking in on their crush talking to their lions. Like Lance walking in on his crush saying "Blue do you think Lance likes me?" Haha I'm imagining a really cute scenario.

It was when I got this ask! ;)

And oh, oh that’s such a cute idea! Yes, please.

The problem with being stuck out in the middle of space with only seven (nine, counting Slav and Kaltenecker, of course) is that there is only a limited number of people available to talk to about your feelings. Not that it was entirely awful! Coran was endlessly supportive, and Allura was one of your best friends and you could always talk to her about whatever was on your mind.

But… sometimes you needed to talk to someone else.

Again, therein lied the problem.

On an off day, with little to nothing going on, you found yourself piddling around the castle, humming no tune in particular. Your feet carried you through the numerous halls, until finally you found yourself before a particular lion. One your very-secret-crush happens to fly.

You pursed your lips as you stared up at the hulking machine, contemplating. It was common knowledge that the lions had some sort of consciousness (which you could still barely wrap your head around), so maybe it wouldn’t hurt to talk to the lion…

It would definitely solve your problem, anyway.

“Do you mind if I talk to you, girl?”

A low thrum pulsed at the back of your head, a shiver racing down your spine from the sudden intrusion in your mind. The great beast’s head lowered, and settled on its front paws. Somehow, you felt as if though the lion were watching you.

Grinning broadly, you sat down in front of her.


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Thor’s Room

A/N: This chat is based on/inspired by this. Please watch it. I promise you won’t regret it. Go team Thor!

Y/N has created a chatroom.

Y/N has invited Vision, Wanda, Nat, Bucky, Scott.

Y/N: You remember the plan, right?

Vision: Break into Thor’s room. Obtain your possessions. Leave.

Scott: Snoop around.

Bucky: Maybe steal some of his stuff.

Wanda: Scott you’re on lookout. No snooping for you.

Y/N: Some of the stuff you’d be stealing is probably ours or yours.

Y/N: But don’t steal his stuff.

Bucky: But he has cool Asgardian weapons!

Scott: Aren’t you curious? Don’t you want to know his secrets? Put Bucky on lookout duty! Let me snoop!

Y/N: I’d be curious if Bucky and Vision were going to break into Tony’s room. But this is Thor, he has no secrets.

Scott: That we know of!

Nat: Just hurry up. We don’t have much time.

Scott: Why do I have to be on lookout? I could just shrink and enter his room!

Bucky: Who’s the better spy here?

Y/N: Nat.

Wanda: Nat.

Vision: Nat.

Scott: Nat.

Bucky: Hurtful.

Nat: Yes, the truth hurts, doesn’t it? 😏

Bucky: His room is messier than Clint’s. That’s saying something. Oh and I’m honored to be your first choice to help.

Y/N: Clint is on a mission. He was our first choice.

Wanda: And Peter is busy with homework. He was our second choice.

Nat: T’Challa is in Wakanda. Third choice.

Bucky: No longer honored.

Scott: I wasn’t even fourth choice?! Bucky was? HOW?

Y/N: Cause we needed someone to follow Thor without him knowing. You can do that.

Scott: I see. So my role is more valuable than Bucky’s, right?

Wanda: Right!

Bucky: Keep lying to yourself.

Vision: There appears to be some food going bad in here…


Wanda: Did you find my hair brush?

Nat: What about my hair straightener?

Loki has joined the chat.

Loki: I know what’s going on. I want in if you don’t wish for Thor to find out about this.

Y/N: Fine. Did he take something of yours too?

Loki: My helmet. 

Vision: I see it…




Wanda: How cute! And weird…

Y/N: I have so many questions…

Loki: I can’t believe he still does that. He’s no longer a child!

Vision: Tell Barnes to be silent or he will awaken Mjolnir.

Y/N: Mjolnir is taking a nap. Don’t wake him up, Buck. Do you know how to pacify a crying hammer?  

Bucky: It has its own pillow! And blanket!

Scott: Imagine all the secrets…

Wanda: … Back to the mission. Did you get our stuff?

Vision: Yes, but Barnes is rummaging through Thor’s stuff like the raccoon he truly is.

Scott: You’re letting Raccoon Boy snoop but not me!

Bucky: Hate all you want, your eyeliner will never be as good as mine.

Loki: You look like you were punched. Twice. By the Hulk.

Bucky: You won’t understand.

Loki: Have you seen me? Your little leather getup is quite boring now.

Y/N: Avengers next top model.

Wanda: Who will it be?


Scott: Vision. He beats all of you.

Vision: Thank you, Scott. Mr Stark is not fond of my style so that means a lot.

Y/N: I say Tony.

Wanda: I’m gonna go with Nat.

Loki: You have to choose between me or the raccoon!

Y/N: We’ve chosen. It’s neither of you.

Bucky: Nat hasn’t!

Loki: Choose!

Nat: Y/N.

Y/N: :’)

Loki: FINE.

Bucky: Can’t compete with Y/N.

Vision: It seems Thor is investigating someone.


Y/N: “Doesn’t like standing up.” IT’S CLINT!

Wanda: And Clint does like purple…

Y/N has added Clint.

Y/N: Hello, Purple Man.

Clint: I’m not that lazy!

Clint: But I would like a floating chair…

Y/N: That was all I wanted to say. You can focus on your mission now. Bring me back something!

Clint: I always do!

Y/N: And try not to die.

Clint: I’m not Pietro. Or Loki. Or Fury. Or Coulson… Eh, if I did die I’d probably come back after a while or wouldn’t actually be dead, don’t worry.

Clint has left the chat.

Nat: Loki, care to explain? Who is this “Purple Man”?

Loki: You will all understand in time.

Loki has left the chat.

Bucky: He’s added us all to his investigation and he’s trying to find a connection but… I can’t take this seriously. Look


Y/N: … Is it his real name?

Nat: It can’t be a coincidence that his last name describes him perfectly.

Vision: He’s always… Furyious.

Y/N: did you just

Wanda: Well done, Vis.

Bucky: lol there are hearts by your drawing, Y/N. “What is their secret to being so cute?”

Vision: I don’t agree with his drawing of me. It’s not very flattering and it’s titled Purple Weirdo.


Y/N: We were wrong. Thor does not wield Mjolnir. Mjolnir wields Thor.

Nat: isthat ..m. jolnir

Y/N: Nat, are you okay?

Nat: Sorry, I’m laughing so hard it’s hard to type.

Vision: I am very concerned for Thor.

Wanda: This is like a nightmare come to life… Imagine if that really happens?

Bucky: oooookay, it was funny but now it’s creepy.

Scott: Thor’s coming back!


Vision: I must return the items to their rightful owners. The mission is complete.

Vision has left the chat.

Scott: He’s getting closer!


Wanda: Maybe hide under his bed?


Scott: He’s almost to his room!

Bucky: There’s only one thing I can do.

Y/N: Go out through the window?

Bucky: … I was going to rip the door off but that works too.

Bucky has been disconnected.

Scott: Did he make it out?

Steve has joined the chat.

Steve: Can someone please explain why Bucky is running outside with twigs in his hair?

Nat: He made it then! Mission successful.

Steve: What mission?

Scott: Ha, you weren’t even a choice.

Scott: But you would have been my first choice, Steve.

Scott has left the chat.

Y/N has left the chat.

Wanda has left the chat.

Nat has left the chat.


Steve: And then ground all of them.

Steve has left the chat.

Line’s Star Chat Event with G-Dragon (130916) G-Dragon’s phone call with Seungri:

GD: I’ll call Seungri next. I’m thinking if I should really do this.

Seungri: Yeobotaeyeoo (Hello with aegyo)
G-Dragon: *laughs*
Seungri: Yeobotaeyeoo
G-Dragon: Ah, I’m all of a sudden tired now.
Seungri: Oppa! It’s me~
G-Dragon: I’m suddenly tired.
Seungri: Why are you calling me now….*laughs* Oppa.
G-Dragon: I’m tired right from the beginning. What are you doing?
Seungri: Hello? Hello?
G-Dragon: What have you been doing?
Seungri: Ah, I’m filming right now.
G-Dragon: Really?
Seungri: Yes.
G-Dragon: Filming what?
Seungri: The one that I MC regularly, I’m filming that right now.
G-Dragon: Where are you?
Seungri: What? I’m in Japan!
G-Dragon: Ah, you’re in Japan?
Seungri: Yes!
G-Dragon: Ah, I didn’t know. You were in Korea just yesterday.
Seungri: They were expecting a typhoon in the morning, so I came last night.
G-Dragon: Ah, really?
Seungri: Yes.
G-Dragon: You’re really busy.
Seungri: I need to be busy. I should do my best. I must follow you. I will live well, and be a cool dongsaeng for you.
G-Dragon: *laughing* Oh thank you. You’re cool. Anyway, I’m doing what you did last time.
Seungri: Ah, LINE?
G-Dragon: Yes.
Seungri: It’s fun! Isn’t it?
G-Dragon: It is fun, but… I don’t know what to do.
Seungri: Is it difficult to do it on your own?
G-Dragon: Yes, I think so.
Seungri: No, the fans will understand.
G-Dragon: …Okay. Your words are…
Seungri: *laughs* Hyung, you’re supposed to ask questions to me.
G-Dragon: Questions? I don’t think we have questions for you here. What kind of questions should I ask Seungri? Please tell me everyone!
Seungri: Yeah, ask the fans.
G-Dragon: I will ask right now. I can chat with my fans right now. Wait a sec.
Seungri: Okay.
G-Dragon: So you’re in Japan right now. I didn’t know that.
Seungri: Yes, I’m in Japan.

G-Dragon: *reads out loud as he types* Anything that you want to know about Seungri? *reads* “What is GD to Seungri?”
Seungri: Your existence is like water to me (singing ‘I KNOW’) Jiyong~
G-Dragon: Are you tired? You’re tired, right? You’re kinda confused right now, right?
Seungri: Hyung is like water to me. To thirsty me, your existence is like water.
G-Dragon: Water? An existence like water?
Seungri: Yes. But I have to be thirsty first. *Laughs*
G-Dragon: *Laughs*
Seungri: An existence like water, when I’m thirsty.
G-Dragon: Ah.. so my existence is essential.
Seungri: Yes, essential existence.

G-Dragon: What are fans to you?
Seungri: Whaa?
G-Dragon: Fan!
Seungri: Fan? They’re like razors!
G-Dragon: What?
Seungri: Razors, razors.
G-Dragon: Razors? Why?
Seungri: Because I have to shave every morning.
G-Dragon: What are you talking about?
Seungri: *Laughs*
G-Dragon: What do you mean?
Seungri: What I mean is, without the fans, I cannot be pretty.
G-Dragon: *sighs* You’re great. Great.

Seungri: Hyung, are you actually filming right now? How come it’s so quiet?
G-Dragon: It’s quiet for me. Maybe I’m not funny enough? I’m doing it at the gallery right now, a lot of people are watching me. Really quietly. So I’m really… yeah. Anyway, right now, Soobin (a fan) said, “I really love you, don’t be sick and return to Korea in good health!”
Seungri: Soobinshi, thank you. Soobinshi, thank you.
G-Dragon: *Laughs*
Seungri: Hyung, have you called other members?
G-Dragon: Other than you, I just called Taeyang.
Seungri: You didn’t call TOP?
G-Dragon: TOP hyung is in the middle of filming his movie right now.
Seungri: I see, he’s busy.
G-Dragon: Yes. Anyway, bye.
Seungri: Hyung, you don’t need me anymore? You can make use of me more!
G-Dragon: Okay, then say something that you want to say.
Seungri: G-Dragon daebak! Coup d’etat daebak! *sings Coup d’etat* This is my coup d’etat. The song is starting, the song is ending. #%$^$#%!
G-Dragon: *cannot stop laughing* You..
Seungri: Hyung.
G-Dragon: yes?
Seungri: I sound like you, right?
G-Dragon: Yes, you do. Coup d’etat…
Seungri: *sings ‘CROOKED’* Tonight, I’m crooked.
G-Dragon: Play an acronym game with Coup d’etat.
Seungri: Coup d’etat.
G-Dragon: Coup!
Seungri: Coup d’etat… What does it mean?
G-Dragon: D’e!
Seungri: Ah What does it really mean!!!
G-Dragon: Tat.
Seungri: …… Tatata tatatata ta *singing love box*
G-Dragon: *laughts* Are you drunk? You sound drunk.
Seungri: *laughs*
G-Dragon: Anyway, thank you so much Seungri. I don’t think we can’t do it anymore because you seem drunk.
Seungri: No, I’m not drunk.
G-Dragon: Anyway, the fans are saying thank you. I’m very thankful too.
Seungri: Hyung, wrap the program up nicely!
G-Dragon: Okay, I will. I will do well.
Seungri: *laughs*
G-Dragon: Seungriya?
Seungri: Hyung.
G-Dragon: Your laugh is really prodigal right now.
Seungri: Bahahaha
G-Dragon: Don’t force yourself to laugh.
Seungri: Hyung, I’m sorry that I couldn’t be funny today.
G-Dragon: No, you were really funny. And also, the fans really want to see selca. I will eventually take selcas… But the fans here are saying, “Can you take a selca and a funny selca like Seungri did last time?” What does this mean? Did you do this last time?
Seungri: Yes, last time, I uploaded a selca and a funny picture of me on the LINE chat room.
G-Dragon: Ahh, then I’ll do that.
Seungri: Yes, you can just upload them.
G-Dragon: Okay.
Seungri: Hyung, lastly, I will do an acronym game with Kwon Jiyong.
G-Dragon: An acronym game with Kwon Jiyong? Ah… Kwon.
Seungri: Kwon..Jiyong?
G-Dragon: Ji.
Seungri: Jiyongah
G-Dragon: … *hangs up*

G-Dragon: I just hung up. I will listen to his “yong” later, and if I find it funny, I will tell you guys later. Anyway, thank you Seungri. It’s been an hour already! At first I was nervous thinking how I’m going to spend an hour. *phone vibrates* Ah Seungri is keep calling me. *puts the phone down* Anyway, yes, I got to hear some members’ voices, and chat with my fans. It was a really fun time. And also, if I get a chance, I want to do something like this again. It’s fun.

A New Love. {Nessian}

This turned out to be a lot longer than intended. For all the Nessian lovers out there, like myself. Enjoy. ;)

Also, I’m thinking about doing a part two….Let me know what you think!

“Order for Cassian!”

Cassian shot to his feet and hurried to the counter. “Thank you, Lea.”

“Of course, Commander,” the young High Fae smiled, handing Cassian his bag. She was Cassian’s favorite at Orla’s Bakery and Café. Not that he didn’t enjoy the others’ company, but Lea always had a bright smile and an innocence that reminded him of himself so many years ago. “How is she?”

“Good, good,” Cassian nodded, leaning his elbows on the counter. “She’s a tough woman. However, bed rest is not her friend.”

“I wouldn’t imagine so,” Lea laughed. “Let her know we’re thinking about her and we miss her around here.”

“Will do!” Cassian grabbed the bag off the counter, and gave the girl a wink before he rushed out the door.

The sun was high and bright in the early afternoon sky of Velaris. Cassian loved the season of Summer fading into Fall, the air was becoming crisp and the leaves on the trees were beginning to turn bright shades of red and yellow.

He had stopped at Orla’s on the way home from training with Rhysand and Azriel, knowing it was one of the only places Nesta had been craving lately. He had sensed her agitation through the bond, her frustration. He decided he’d do them both a favor, and drop into his favorite restaurant.

He sensed her despair before he walked through the front door.

“Nes?” he asked, closing the door softly behind him. Sweetheart? Where are you?

A sniffle. Upstairs.

Cassian took the stairs two at a time, and braced himself as he entered their bedroom. She was lying in bed, just as she was when he left early that morning. Bat, their golden retriever, was resting his head next to her feet. She was sporting one of his tunics, her bare legs stretched over the blankets. A book was open, sitting on the top of her bump.

Cassian jumped on the bed, landing on his side, and kissed her stomach. “Hello, baby. Is mommy using you as a table again?”

Nesta nudged his arm. “Hush. I smell food.”

“You smell correct,” he winked, opening the paper bag. “Okay. Soup. Chicken and rice.” He took out the bowl, removed the lid, and set it on the nightstand with a spoon. “Then, because I love you, there are two,” he paused, as he removed a smaller paper bag from within and placed it on top of her book, “chocolate chip cookies. There were three, but I may have eaten one on the way home.”

“Thank you,” she smiled, wistfully, placing a hand against his sweaty cheek. “Although, you owe me for the third cookie.”

“I accept that debt.” He leaned forward and kissed her before removing his shirt. “Do you want to go out tonight? You’ve barely moved today. You need to get up and walk around, you know.”

She sighed, and although she didn’t sound it, he felt her frustration. “I know. I’ve walked around the house a few times, up and down the stairs. The Healer wants me to stay on bed rest, though. I’m not sure how much he thinks I should be walking around. I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

Cassian glanced at her, at the way she rubbed her stomach. Worried. She was worried. “Nes, it’ll be good for you to get out of the house. We won’t be gone long. We’ll just do dinner, and if you’re feeling up for it, a short walk.”

He watched her debate with herself, silently.

“I’ll be right there with you,” he offered. “If your pain returns, I’ll be right there to help.”

It had been a week since Nesta woke up in the middle of the night, crying in pain, holding onto her lower abdomen. The baby, Cass, wake up! She had said, causing Cassian to wake in a panic. He had seen Nesta cry, but it was rare. And to cry because she was in pain? That never happened.

Fear had clouded his thoughts as he jumped out their bedroom window and took to the sky. It was nearly four in the morning when he pounded on the Healer’s door, begging her to come at once. She did, and told them that everything was fine, but to be safe, Nesta should stay in bed.

Nesta hated being secluded to the house, to sitting and waiting and letting boredom control her emotions. But, she did it. For the baby.

“Fine,” she said, defeated. “I would love to get out. But, we’re staying close by.”

Cassian couldn’t help but smile at the excitement that swept through his body. Her excitement.

“Get dressed. I’m going to run through the shower.”

Nesta scoffed. “But, I need to eat my soup first.”

Cassian paused. “I….But, I’m taking you to dinner.”

She blinked, then raised an eyebrow. “What’s your point?”

He backed away, slowly, toward the door of the washroom. “Nothing, sweetheart.”

Shrugging, she devoured her soup.

Turning on the scolding water and kicking off his pants, he left the bond wide open. He did that more often, lately, worried about how she was holding up. Nesta always put on a brave face, but he knew her. He knew she held her emotions in. Not as much with him, not anymore, but every now and then there was a fear she wasn’t telling him, a fear she didn’t want to burden him with.

He let the hot water hit his skin, washing away the dirt and grime. He listened as she finished her soup, then the cookies. He listened as she fed Bat, then told him he was a good boy. He listened as she walked into their closet, and started cursing at everything that didn’t fit.

He only stopped listening when the door was pushed open, and she stormed in, stopping in front of the mirror.

“Nothing fits!” she groaned. “I’m not going, Cass.”

“What? Why?” he opened the glass door and stuck his head out.

She turned to him. The dress was barely able to be pulled past her stomach. “I don’t have anything to wear.”

Now that he thought about it, since her bump had gotten bigger, she mostly wore his tunics around. Cassian turned off the water and stepped out onto the mat. His mate didn’t bother to hide her gaze as he dried himself off and wrapped a towel around his waist. Stopping in front of her, Cassian smiled. “You are more beautiful now than the day I met you, you know that? And the day I met you….you were devastating.”

“Then why do I feel like garbage?”

“Because you’re carrying our miracle baby,” he brushed her hair back, and kissed her forehead. Leaning her head against his chest, she breathed him in. “Apparently, feeling like garbage is a side effect.”  

Nesta sighed. “What am I supposed to wear?”

He narrowed his eyes, and ran a hand through his wet, curly brown locks. “Wear the red one.”

And she did. The long, ruby dress nearly reached her ankles, although there was a slit in the side that allowed the skirt to flow with the wind. It didn’t cling too tightly to her bump, which he knew Nesta appreciated.

Cassian wore a deep, green tunic and a pair of black pants that his mate had bought him on a recent shopping trip in the city with her sisters. He had to admit that they made him look quite handsome.

The people of Velaris stopped and talked to the couple, and Nesta was happy to provide them with answers. She was glowing, a radiant mother already in love with her unborn child.

She clung to Cassian’s hand, as if it were the only thing controlling her fear. As they reached the restaurant they would be eating at, Cassian leaned into her ear and tickled it as he whispered, “How are you feeling?”

Nesta took a deep breath, and nodded. “Pretty good. Starving.”

After checking in with the owner, Cassian led Nesta to a table on the back patio, overlooking the river. For a moment, their recent stress disappeared and it was just the two of them, carefree and laughing about nothing at all as the sun set behind the landscape of mountains and water.

Although, it did not take long before their joy became the topic of discussion.

“Any new names you’ve thought of?” She asked, propping her chin in her hand, pushing her finished dinner away.

“Olivia,” he said, certainly. “I like Olivia for a girl.”

She nodded, considering. “It’s cute.”


She shook her head. “Nothing has felt right yet.”

“Well,” he began, swallowing his final bite of pasta. “Have you decided if you’d rather have a boy or a girl?”

“A boy,” she didn’t hesitate. “A boy with the heart of his father.”

Cassian’s eyes softened, as he took Nesta’s hand across the table. “I want a girl. A girl who is everything like her mother.”

A tear slid down her cheek, and she quickly looked away.

Gasping, Nesta snatched her hand away and slid her chair back. “Um-“

“Are you okay?” Cassian was on his feet in an instant, all his primal instincts kicking in. “Are you hurting?”

“No, I-“ She halted, looking down at the floor, scarlet brushing along her cheekbones. “I think we’re going to be finding out if it’s a boy or a girl sooner than we thought.”

Looking over the table, Cassian’s face turned green at the liquid that had gathered on the floor below her. “Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Can you stand?”

She rose to her feet and took a step toward him. “I’m fine-“

“I’m taking you to Rhysand’s. It’s closer, and everyone is there. They can sit with you while I go get the Healer.”


“Do you want to fly there? I can fly you there. Do you want me to fly you there?”


“How are you feeling? Is it coming now? Oh, shit, am I going to deliver-“


He stopped, and looked into the eyes of the love of his life. “Yes?”

“You’re panicking.”

“Uh, yeah, why aren’t you?”

She laughed, tears pooling in her gray-blue eyes. “Let’s walk. I’m okay with walking.”

Cassian kissed her lips, softly, gently, then nodded. “Okay. Let’s walk.”

Supporting his mate, Cassian walked away from the last evening that was just the two of them. Soon enough, they would become three. A family.


Summary: Jessica is relieved that you and Sam got back safe, and the brothers’ reunion with their father doesn’t go as you expected
Words: 4.5k 
Dean x Reader, Sam x Jess 
Warnings: episode-related injury

A/N: this is part of my ‘Jess never died’ rewrite, find the masterpost here
Beta: @blacksiren

Your name: submit What is this?

Jess was so relieved to see you when you eventually got back to the motel that she started to cry the second you opened the door.

She rushed over to you, pulling you into a rough hug and burying her face in your neck. You were certain you smelled terrible after your time trapped in a cage, but she didn’t mention it or seem to care when her tears were falling onto your shoulder.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you soothed, hugging her back and stepping the two of you to the side to let the brothers into the room. “Jessy, I’m here, we’re here, we’re okay.”

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Stark / peter parker x stark!reader (part II)

Originally posted by tomshollandss

can we just take a goddamn moment to appreciate this. 

she’s a stark, dude. what did you expect?

she gave him a warm smile, letting him know that there wasn’t a need to be so shy around her. 

“so, Peter. what’s it like being a superhero when no one knows it’s you?” she asked him, her eyes glistening. he stared at her for a moment, lost in her beauty, before answering her question.

“it’s pretty stressful. i mean, yeah, the whole people not knowing it’s me thing kinda sucks, but it has it’s perks. but i wouldn’t trade it for anything in the entire world. it’s kind of my happy place, if that make sense.”

she nodded,”totally. it’s like how me and how my writing is my happy place. but, you know, i don’t have the job of saving everyone in Queens.”

he let out a small laugh as she did too,”yeah, it’s definitely sometimes hard, but i love it.”

she nodded,”i can tell by the way you talk about it.” she gave him a smile before he returned it.

“so, uh-how you-uh-how did you enjoy your trip to London?”

“oh, it was fun!” she said,”yeah, it would’ve been better if didn’t have to go for business, but, i loved it.”

“i still can’t believe how well you are at public speaking, i mean i screw up sentences all the time.”

“that’s the thing,” she said,”when you’re a writer, you know how to say sentences like you know the back of your hand. it get’s easier.”

he nodded,”i mean, i’ve only really heard how you do the press conferences for your dad and all, but i bet your other writing is just as-or even more phenomenal then what everyone is used to hearing.”

she nodded,”i think my dad was a little upset when i told him i didn’t want a job that had to do with science and i told him how i wanted to write, but i think he’s okay now.”

he let out a laugh,”so, what else do you want to do?”

she shrugged,”it’s up to you. i mean, i have movies, we can watch some movies, if you want.”

he nodded,”sounds good to me.” 

she got up from the bed and walked to where there was a large bookshelf, holding some books, but mostly notebooks, CDs, DVDs, and old picture albums. she walked to the collection of movies.

“we probably have every single movie known to man.” she said and he got up off the bed to join her, helping her look for a DVD. 

“we can watch Star Wars.”

“wait, hold up,” he said,”you have Star Wars?”

she nodded,”yeah, of course.”

he smiled as he felt his heart swoon for this girl,”we can watch that.”

she smiled,”okay, i’m gonna put it. you can get under the covers if you want.”

he nodded as she faced the DVD player, popping it in as he climbed under the layers of blankets. she jumped up onto the bed and climbed in next to him, pressing the play button on the remote. the screen illuminated them as they sat in the dim lighting.

“do you want the lights off?” she asked and he shrugged his shoulders.

“it’s up to you.” he said. and she sighed.

“you’re difficult.” she joked and he smiled as she turned off the lights, the only light surrounding them was the light coming off of the tv screen.

an hour or so into the movie, she rested her head on his shoulder. he felt his heart race pick up at the small action. she looked up at him, but he was already looking down at her.

“is this okay?” she asked lowly, he nodded after a couple seconds.

“yeah, yeah.” he said,”it’s cool.”

she smiled,”then, why are you so nervous?”

he swallowed before answering,”oh, i’m not, i’m just stressed about the whole saving lives thing.” 

she nodded, even though she didn’t fully understand what it was like, she had a fair amount of knowledge from being surrounded by the Avengers her whole life.

she looked into his eyes,”are you sure that’s it?”

he licked his lips, his eyes flickering between her lips and her eyes. she caught on to what he wasn’t trying to show what he was doing. she smiled.

“if you want to do it, just do it already.” she said, Peter snapped out of his thoughts, giving her a confused look.

“Peter, if you want to kiss me, just kiss me.” she smiled. he felt his heart jump into his throat and before he knew it, his mouth was on hers and they were moving in sync, the one thing he never thought would come true. 

introduction   part I  

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ohwhataprettypinkhat  asked:

Ooo how about a langst fic where the team is on a really woodsy planet and they all split up, and someone or something sets fire to the woods and Lance gets caught up in the fire! ',:) if not that's fine, have a great day!!

Hunger Games? Jk

Mentions of Suffocation

“Alright Paladins listen up, this is the planet known as Neihxuat, it’s a wood base planet. The air is very dry, there is no water on the planet and lighting storms happen about every four vargas.” Allura’s voice moved calmly over the coms as the lions broke the atmosphere to the brown planet. 

“How can anyone live on this? I mean no water?” Lance could imagine Pidge adjusting her glasses as she attempted to figure out how anyone could survive. 

“The aliens survive off the sun,” Coran’s head appeared in the corner of the screen on the Blue lion, mirroring the image on the other lions. “They are known as Frylnolh’s and they don’t speak any common language. They are very curious creatures but can be feisty when provoked.”

Lance nodded in response, “so they’re like solar panels?” He released a small chuckle, Hunk joining in a few ticks later while Shiro mumbled an explanation to the confused Alteans.     

“Well anyways, remember the mission, we must find out of the Galra are here before they destroy this, er wonderful planet. Also make sure you are only out for three and a half vargas or else you may be caught in a dangerous storm,” Allura gave her paladins a smile before she cut the video call, leaving everyone to focus on the task at hand. 


Lance slowly walked down the ramp that Blue had generously put down for him before checking teb air on the planet, huh It’s breathable. He deactivated his helmet, filling his lungs with the crisp air, it reminded him of fall back at the Garrison. He slowly looked around at the trees, they were bigger than the redwoods in California and their bark was jagged and every branch looked slightly deadly. 

Yikes, I hope one of those don’t fall on me, Lance laughed slightly. 

“Lance? Are you scanning your section yet?” Shiro asked, his voice sounding slightly on edge, and Lance sighed. 

“Yeah, I’m going right now,” Lance started to step forward, waving goodbye to Blue as he started to pass the massive trees. 

“Be careful Lance, make sure you stay focus.” Keith’s voice was filled with concern and Lance smiled at it.

“Don’t worry Mullet, I’ll be fine!” Lance pulled out his bayard and crouched down slightly, scanning the brown scenery ahead of him.  


Lance groaned as he placed his bayard on his belt, he had scanned every location in his designated area and found nothing. Of course that was a plus for the species that inhabited the boring planet but Lance didn’t like wasting his time or being alone for hours on end. 

Well I should start heading back to old Blue, he stretched his arms over his head, feeling his back pop slightly, nearly peeling out of his skin when a loud noise bombed over his head. “AHHHHHH,” Lance jumped slightly before holding his hand over his beating heart. 

“Lance?! Are you okay?” Coran’s voice crackled over the coms and Lance shook his arms out.

“Yeah, that lighting scared me a little bit, but don’t worry I’m heading back now,” he laughed nervously and started to make his way towards his lion. 

A few mumbles filled the coms before Allura’s voice sounded over everyone else, “you mean that you’re still outside?” 

“Roger that Princess.” Another crack filled the sky and Lance started to walk a bit faster.

“You need to get to your lion now! That lighting is very dangerous and can kill you,” Allura sounded scared and Hunk mumbled something about how all lighting can kill you but Allura ignored it.

“On it! I’ll be there in a few ticks.” Lance took off running, following his footsteps from the original path he took. 

Lighting continued to explode over Lance, striking the ground from a few miles behind him. Come on, come on! Lance pushed his legs forward, skidding to a stop when a tree started to fall a few meters in front of him. 

“Shit, I guess I have to go around,” Lance slowly turned around, his eyes going wide, “is that?!” Lance took of in a full sprint, changing his course slightly to get around the fallen tree. 

“Lance….what’s wrong?” Shiro’s voice was laced with confusion and concern as everyone attempted to figure out what Lance was questioning. 

Lance didn’t respond for a few ticks, only his heavy breathing filling the coms before he managed to push one word out, “fire.” If the team said anything to Lance after that he didn’t hear them, his ears were filled with his heart beat and the crack as more trees fell. He glanced behind him, nearly bursting into tears as the fire moved rapidly closer to him. 

Another sound exploded in front of him and a few trees burst into flames, blocking Lance’s path, leaving a narrow path for him to bolt through. Smoke filled his lungs and his eyes and he quickly activated his helmet again. trapping a little smoke in it’s tiny space. 

Lance inhaled the smoke, falling to his knees as his lungs burned and attempted to push the uncomfortableness out of his system. Black spots consumed his vision and he could feel the heat move closer to him. I need to get moving, I can’t stay here. He pushed his legs up and attempted to run forward, spotting a glimpse of his lion in the horizon. 

He knew that the team was yelling at him, begging him to hurry up but Lane fell yet again. He couldn’t breath and his lungs fought to get the smoke out of his system. 

“I can’t get it out,” he started to wheeze slightly and he fell on his stomach, I’m going to die, I’m going to die, his vision started to go completely back and Lance could barely hear the screams from his teammates, the only thing filling his mind was a roar from the Blue lion. 

Lance stumbled out of the pod, falling into his best friend arms, “Hunk.” 

He was lifted off the floor and spun around a few times, “Lance! I’m so happy you’re awake!”

Lance smiled, slumping to the floor when Hunk released his grasp on him. “What happened?” 

Hunk grinned, “Blue save you. She ran right for you after you passed out, even put out the fire by freezing the flames.” 

Lance’s eyes were the size of the moon he smiled at the ground, mentally sending a thank you message to Blue. “Well it was a hot mission after all.” 

Hunk gave Lance a friendly shove, “come on man, let’s go get some food.” 

Happy Ending!

I hope you like it! 

Sorry it took so long!

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When Seventeen Flirts With You -A.C.E Reaction


Once Jun sees S.Coups trying to charm you, he’d take action and go sit right next to you and give him a salty look. (Like the gif) “Y/n, you’re single right? Because a special person like you needs someone to protect them, keep them safe and love them.” S.Coups would say as he’d attempt to take your hand. “EXCUSE ME. Y/N IS MY GIRLFRIEND. So if I were you, I’d cool it with the pick up lines. They don’t work on someone who’s taken.” Jun would shout with an attitude. Next he’d just take your hand and take you away from being anywhere near him.

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He’d see Mingyu trying to impress you by dancing in front of you. Wow is not about to let some other guy take the love of his life away. “You think you can dance on those long twigs, I got the thighs that Y/n loves. Y/n wouldn’t even dance with you.” He’d say to prove he is a worthy dancer for you. “Come on jagi, the dance floor is calling us.” He’d say and take you away from him and led you to dance in front of everyone with him.

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“Stop flirting with my jagiya.” Just like this gif, he’d slap Jun away from you. He’d take immediate action once he sees Jun making you feel uncomfortable with all the flirting.

“Y/n likes my braces so back off. Speaking in Chinese doesn’t impress my bunny. Y/n likes me. Go away.” Donghun would be blunt. He just doesn’t want any other male idol around you. “GO. JUST GO NOW.” He would make sure that Jun goes away so he’d stop flirting with you. 

“Jagi~You’re mine. Okay?”

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“Can the tall guy making jokes to my jagiya step away. Yes, you. The one from Seventeen. The only vocals Y/n is in love with are mine. So step off.” Jason would grab a mic and announce it to everyone so they can see DK attempting to make you laugh. “Seokmin, I’m sorry, you heard my boyfriend, I only have my eyes set on Jason.” You’d say and run up to Jason and he’d pull you into a kiss. 

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“Y/n try this!” Seungkwan would yell loudly out of happiness to get you to try his meal. Chan isn’t dumb. He knows what Seungkwan’s trying to pull. 

“Jagi here~” Chan would stick a spoonful of his meal near your mouth. “Say ah~” Chan would say as he fed you his meal. “Sorry Seungkan, Y/n’s actually allergic to that fish. I don’t want Y/n to break out and go to the hospital.” Chan would be sneaky so he wouldn’t sound rude and lie about your allergies. Chan is the only bean that can feed you.

Originally posted by byeonqkwan