read the last question

My boss called me “Tyrone” on accident (My name is Tyrand). She apologized and bought me lunch to make up for it. I didn’t think twice about it, since I’m used to getting called every variant of “Ty-(fill in blank here)”. Then later on I read a quote she keeps in her work area that made me feel kinda special.

“During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?” Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. “Absolutely,” said the professor. “In your careers you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say ‘Hello’.”

I’ve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.“


hyosung takes no shit from any man

The Girlfriend Tag

Originally posted by arophan

Imagine: You and Dan decide to give the fans what they want, and cute video of the internents favourite couple

A/N: I know this isn’t any thing about marvel but I couldn’t help myself, I’ve been watching all of Dan and hil’s videos and getting so many feelis. I just had to. Also I really should be doinf my German coursework, bit too late, Dan is more important

Warnings: Some swearing, implied smut but just fluff really

Word Count: 1955 (got a little carried away)

“Hello internet” Dan starts off with his iconic opener

“Today, I am joined by the wonderful Y/N, who you may also know as my girlfriend!” He exclaimed, giving out a laugh as your cue to jump into the camera view.

“Hey guys” You giggled, getting comfortable next to Dan

“Now you may be wondering what original video I have for you today, and let me tell you, it doesn’t get more original than this”

“We are doing the girlfriend tag!” You almost shouted, causing Dan to let out a rather loud groan.

“Jeez, lets tone it now my channel isn’t used to your happy attitude just yet” He joked, covering his ears

“Just because you literally only have the feeling of embarrassment, doesn’t mean I can’t be happy” You fire back, sending a smirk in his direction.

“Oh God, too much sass. I want Phil back” Your dork of a boyfriend joked

“Shut up, we kind of have a part of Phil with us now” You explained

“Really how so?” Dan played along

“Well, he did do the questions for us to answer”

“God knows what kind of weird stuff he has put in here; I don’t know if you guys have noticed but Phil is like obsessed with sharing our relationship with others. If he isn’t taking sneaky photos of us and tweeting them, then he is jumping into a room when we are together doing a live stream of us.”

As Dan continued to talk about his best friend, you couldn’t help but admire his perfect features. His big, wide smile that would light up a room. His unusually large dimple that you found so adorable. How he is constantly touching and checking if his hair looks okay, which of course it does. And his dark drowns eyes, that you could stare into for days.

“..Y/n?” You were abruptly ripped out of your thoughts by Dan waving a hand in front of your face

“Sorry” You blushed, red staining your cheeks as you realised Dan caught you staring at him and will most definitely keep this part in his video, because, well let’s face it, a bit of an arse.

“What were you so caught up about?”

“Just admiring the view” You jokingly sent back and big wink. Now it was Dan’s’ turn to blush, whist also letting out a laugh

“That was so cringe, I might just have to take it out of the video.” Dan spoke to the camera; he was definitely not taking that part out.

“Right so to start this video I’m going to put my hand into the hat and pull out a question. The questions are basically letting you guys know even more about our relationship and hopefully teaching us a bit more about each other” Dan explained.

“Ohhhh can I go first?” You excitedly asked. You couldn’t help it, there was something so fun about doing a video with your boyfriend.

“Of course”

You dove your hand into the hat, grabbing the first folded piece of paper you felt and pulled it out.

“Alright it says, ‘Where was our first kiss?’” For the second time you felt your cheeks heat up.

“I’m going to be so red this whole video, reckon you could like put a filter on me to make me look better?” You joked, however it wasn’t such a bad idea.

Dan laughed, before saying

“So do you want to answer or me?”

“You do it” You always loved hearing Dan talk about your relationship

“Alright, I remember it was our second date and we were just hanging in the living room eating pizza talking after just finishing up on the X-box. I was so nervous, just thinking about leaning in and possibly facing rejection and ruining it all. But then you made a joke out about anime and I knew I had to do it before someone else snatched you away” Dan smiled at the memory, you beaming right back at him.

“Then he just leant in and kissed me, obviously I didn’t turn down that face and now here we are two years later” You finished, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the fond memory.

“OK, next question” Dan stuck his hand in the hat rather ungracefully causing a few questions to topple out.

“Shit” he mumbled, throwing back three in the hat and reading out the remaining one on the floor.

“Finish this sentence ‘My girlfriend is a complete…..’” Dan stopped to think for a minute, you couldn’t help but anxiously wait for what he was going to say

“…..twat” He finally spoke. This caused you both to simultaneous burst out into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach you couldn’t be surprised at what Dan said, it was so him. You knew Dan loved you with everything he had, it was very obvious. You guys didn’t have a mushy gushy relationship, it was more full of lots of jokes and banter, you guys were basically best friends,

“You are such and arse, why am I dating you?” You tried to sound upset, but the smile that you couldn’t wipe off your face gave it all away.

“You loveeeeee me really” He rather obnoxiously sung

“Actually Babe, I’m secretly in love with Phil and I only come round to your house on the chance that I will see my one true love” You lied, not helping but feel a bit weird by saying you like Phil, who was basically like a brother to you.

“That’s just mean, and a little gross” He complained

“Yeah I know; I have no clue why I said it” you giggled

“Right, my turn” You plunged your hand into the hat, pulling one out to read.

“‘Who wears the pants in the relationship?’ Ohh that’s hard” You thought.

“I know my answer” Dan said confidently

“Really? Alright let’s say our answers on three. One, two, three.”

This caused both of you to say ‘me’ at the same time.

“You’re kidding me right?” You said in disbelief to Dan

“What? Love, I’m always making the decisions”

“Babe, I literally always have to order for us at the cinema because you’re ‘too awkward to talk to new people’”

“Alright, alright I’ll give you that one, no need to share all my secrets on my channel”

Dan took out another piece of paper from the hat, causing yet again one to fall out.

“God, it’s clear to see who the clumsiest one of us is. And that’s hard because I could fall over standing still” You poked out at Dan.
“Leave me alone, you are so mean. So it says, ohhh this is interesting, ‘who is more jealous’?” Dan read.

“Ohhh, that is” You both took a minute to think about it, recalling moments when the other has been jealous. Most of these moments resulting in some seriously fun times together, and just by looking at Dan and the lazy smirk he wore you knew he was thinking about them. You kicked him in the shins, under the view of the camera causing him to jump a little, then answering.

“I feel like you get jealous more often, but it’s not as intense as when I get jealous.”
“Hmmm, yeah I reckon that’s fair to say.” You repeated, it wasn’t hard constantly having beautiful girls running up to your boyfriend, telling him how hot and sometimes the daring ones flirting with him. However, it had happened a few times when we were hanging around with Dan’s friends and one flirts with you, he gets mad.

“We only have a couple questions left” You sadly exclaimed, not wanting this video to be over.

“Let’s hope we haven’t saved the weirdest till last then!” Dan deadpanned

Grabbing one of the last pieces of paper you unfold it and read,

“‘what do I find really fun, that no one else really does?’” You laughed lightly at this weird question, thinking Dan would need a while on this one.

“You watch pimple popping videos” He answered straight away. You sat there with your mouth hanging open, a blush adorned on your cheeks,

“How did you know that? I always try to keep it on the down low” You exclaimed, shocked and slightly embarrassed that he knew

“Sweetheart, we’ve been going out for 2 years, we’ve been living together for 1, there is little that I don’t know about you”

“That’s kind of creepy and really cute at the same time. I knew I chose you for a reason” You hummed

“I’m not some Pokémon woman, don’t objectify me like that” He fired back

“Shut up and read the last question. Because as much as I love doing videos with you I need to cook us dinner, and get it done so it’s ready when Phil comes back from visiting his family.

“Aw look at you, you are literally the only reason we have survived this long. Anyway, here we go and I won’t knock out another question this time.” He took his time in dramatically picking out the question.

“Oh for god’s sake Phil, he’s such a child. It says ‘when did the two of you first sleep together?’”

A deep shade of red engulfs your face and you looked over at Dan with your mouth wide.

“What the hell, he did not just ask that?” You said shocked.

“Yeah you’re right, I’m joking. Lol” Dan admits, handing over the question for you to read aloud.

“It says, ‘Who/When fist said I love You?’ Now that is a cute question” You cooed, recalled that cherished memory that you held very close to your heart.

“Well, I don’t want to spill all the beans about our relationship just yet, so all that you guys will be knowing is that, Y/N said it first. Maybe we can do another gushy relationship story about that some other time. But for now that’s it.” Dan finished off the video and looked at you to continue.

“Thanks guys for watching hope you enjoyed it, and if you did please subscribe and request some more ideas of what we can do next. Byeeee” You finished

“That was so much fun” You turned to Dan, who was already lovingly gazing at you.

“You know I love you right?” He spoke

“Of course, and you know I love you too, so much” You replied inching your face closer to his.

“You know when you told me you loved me, when we were just lying in bed cuddling watching Breaking Bad, I think that that’s the happiest I’ve ever felt.” He confessed. As much as you loved the banter and jokes in this relationship, nothing felt better than Dan confessing his feelings to your, he really did complete you.

“I was so nervous that I had said it too soon, but I’m so glad one of us plucked up the courage to say it” You murmured, now lips a mere centimeter away from each other.

Dan quickly closed the gap between the two of you and soon had his hand on the back of your head pulling you closer. Automatically you brought your hands up to caress his cheeks and you two shared one of the most passionate kisses in your relationship.

Dan gently pushed you back onto the bed and slipped his hand down to your waist, when you suddenly remembered something.

“Dan the camera is still on!”

“Oh fuck yeah, thank God it isn’t a live stream” He jumped up to turn the camera off, leaving it on the side to edit later.

But he only had one thought on his mind now. You. Jumping back next to you on the bed you two finished off what you had started

LGBT book list

Hey! I’m the anonymous who sent you an ask earlier about having an LGBT book list. I don’t have tumblr, hence the message :) So I’ve broken it into two major categories, and tried to include books from as many different genres as possible, so that there’s a wide variety for people to choose from.

Books whose major characters are LGBT and/or have LGBT themes:

Basically anything by David Levithan (YA)

If I Was Your Girl: Meredith Russo (YA)

Symptoms of Being Human: Jeff Garvin (YA)

The Perks of Being a Wallflower: Stephen Chbosky (YA)

Carry On: Rainbow Rowell (YA)

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe: Benjamin Alire Saenz (YA)

Every Heart a Doorway: Seanan McGuire (YA)

I’ll Give You the Sun: Jandy Nelson (YA)

Basically anything by Poppy Z. Brite (horror and general fiction)

The Raven Cycle: Maggie Stiefvater (YA)

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda: Becky Albertalli (YA)

Ask the Passengers: A.S. King (YA)

The Pants Project: Cat Clarke (MG)

The Song of Achilles: Madeline Miller (fiction)

Basically anything by Sarah Waters (fiction)

Nightrunner series: Lynn Flewelling (fantasy)

Valdemar: Last Herald-Mage series: Mercedes Lackey (fantasy)

None of the Above: I.W. Gregorio (YA)

Middlesex: Jeffrey Eugenides (fiction)

One Man Guy: Michael Barakiva (YA)

More Happy Than Not: Adam Silvera (YA)

The Art of Being Normal: Lisa Williamson (YA)

Gena/Finn, Not Otherwise Specified: Hannah Moskowitz (YA)

This is Where it Ends: Marieke Nijkamp (YA)

Tonight the Streets Are Ours: Leila Sales (YA)

The books in this part of the list have characters that are LGBT, but play only minor roles, or you don’t know about it until late in the book etc.

Books featuring minor LGBT characters:

Lola and the Boy Next Door: Stephanie Perkins (YA)

American Psycho: Bret Easton Ellis (fiction)

Garden Spells, Lost Lake, First Frost: Sarah Addison Allen (fiction)

Ready Player One: Ernest Cline (science fiction)

Emmy and Oliver: Robin Benway (YA)

The Millennium trilogy: Stieg Larsson (mystery/thriller)

Noggin: John Corey Whaley (YA)

Extraordinary Means: Robyn Schneider (YA)

Elusion, Etherworld: Claudia Gabel (YA)

Sarah’s Key: Tatiana de Rosnay (historical fiction)

Passenger, Wayfarer: Alexandra Bracken

And these books are ones I haven’t read but I believe have LGBT characters:

The Miseducation of Cameron Post: Emily M. Danforth

Rubyfruit Jungle: Rita Mae Brown

Keeping You a Secret: Julie Anne Peters

Fun Home: Alison Bechdel

Girl Walking Backwards: Bett Williams

Ash: Malinda Lo

Beautiful Music for Ugly Children: Kirstin Cronns-Mills

The Bermudez Triangle: Maureen Johnson

How to Repair a Mechanical Heart: J.C. Lillis

Annie on My Mind, Holly’s Secret: Nancy Garden

And the Band Played On: Randy Shiltz

Am I Blue?: Marion Dane Bauer

Maurice: E.M. Forster

Tell Me Again How a Crush Should Feel: Sara Farizan

Lies We Tell Ourselves: Robin Talley

The Price of Salt, or Carol: Patricia Highsmith

Everything Leads to You: Nina Lacour

Luna: Julie Ann Peters

Written on the Body, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit: Jeanette Winterson

From the Notebooks of Melanin Sun: Jacqueline Woodson

The Color Purple: Alice Walker

More Than This: Patrick Ness

I am J: Cris Beam

For Today I am a Boy: Kim Fu

Hero: Perry Moore

Brokeback Mountain: Annie Proulx

Blue is the Warmest Color: Julie Maroh

Okay, I think that’s all I have for now, though I know I am missing a lot of books. This is a good start though for people looking for something to read. I’ve read all of these except for the last list, so any questions or recommendations, I am happy to provide. Also, I’m always up for chatting with a fellow johnlocker. The only friend I have who watches Sherlock is firmly in the ‘Sherlock is asexual, but if he loved anyone it would be Molly’ camp >_< Anyway, I love your blog. Keep up the great work. Cheers!


(referencing this post)

Wowee! Thanks for the fabulous list, Kami! I hope this will help out all of my followers looking for some literature!! :)

the wedding video- h.s imagine

After pressing the record button, Niall sat down on the chair across from you. He gave you a thumbs up which you returned back with a smile.

“So Y/N, tell me about what you thought about Harry the first time you met.” Niall read off the list he prepared to ask both you and Harry. With your wedding coming up in a couple of weeks, Niall thought about what he could possibly give you guys as a wedding gift. He wanted to get you guys something special. He wanted to get you something that hopefully one days you guys will cherish. So…he came up with the brilliant idea of creating a pre-wedding video for you guys. He planned to interview you and Harry separately and ask you questions about your relationship. He figured that maybe you guys might want to play it for the guests at the wedding. He also thought in the future, if you guys were ever feeling doubtful or getting through a rough patch in the marriage, you guys would have this video to watch and remember the love you guys have.

You let out a chuckle as you remember the day you met Harry clear as day, three years ago. “The first thought I had about Harry?” You repeated, looking back at Niall, trying to avoid contact with the camera (Niall said that it would look more authentic that way). Niall smiled and nodded his head.

“Clumsy.” You looked down at your lap and shrugged your shoulders as you let out another laugh. Niall softly let out a chuckle himself. “I remember when he was walking up to me, I guess he was so nervous, he spilled his wine on me.”

You shook your head and with a smile, you continued, “He was apologizing a million times a minute. I was laughing the whole time. I remember Harry’s face was as red as a tomato. He promised he would buy me a new blouse.”

Niall smiled, having a mini flashback from when Harry told him about how he spilled his drink on the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life. He remembers Harry’s lazy smile as he described how funny you were and how you even laughed at his God awful puns. “And did he ever buy you a new blouse?”

You looked up at Niall and laughed, “You know what? He actually never did. He did buy me a drink though that night.”

“When did you first realize you loved Harry?” Niall asked as he read out another question.

You remained quiet as you tried remembering. In reality, there were tons of moments where you just stopped for a moment and took a minute to look at Harry and go, “I really love this man.” You tried pin pointing the moment where you knew Harry was it for you. 

Finally you answered, “The first time I realized Harry was when we babysat Freddie for the first time. Louis was in a bit of a pickle and didn’t have anyone to babysit so naturally we volunteered. As soon as Louis left the door, Freddie was an absolute mess. He was crying and screaming off the walls. We didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t until Harry picked up Freddie and whispered into his ear ‘Everything will be okay. Daddy will be back soon’ that he started to settle down. Seeing how well Harry treated Freddie and how he was able to calm him down that quickly, it made me realize that I wanted Harry to be the father to my children one day. Seeing him like that…it made me fall in love.”

As you were telling the story, you were staring at the ring on your finger with a smile. Harry’s always been wonderful with children and you knew, without a doubt, he was going to be the most amazing father.

Niall looked down at his list of questions. He smiled as he read out one of the last questions, “Do you have a message for Harry before the wedding?”

You smiled as you stared directly into the camera. “I love you, Harry. I love you so much my heart hurts. I love how you’re able to make me laugh even when I’m feeling as low as can be. I love your stupid puns even when no one else does. I can’t wait until I’m your wife. Nothing will make me happier.” You paused and wiped your eyes as they began to get teary, “I know in my heart we are meant to be. You’re my soul mate and I am so lucky to get to spend everyday for the rest of my life with you.”

“Alright Harry, I’m just going to ask you some questions, alright mate?” Niall asked as he sat down on his chair across from Harry.

Harry nodded his head as he stared at the blinking red light at the top of the camera. Niall looked down at his questions, debating on what question he should ask first. Finally, Niall asked, “What was going on in your mind as you were proposing to Y/N?”

Harry took a hold of his bottom lip and let out a chuckle as he stared off into the ground. “I was thinking ‘God, I hope I don’t shit my pants’. There I was on one knee, asking the most beautiful girl known to man to spend the rest of her life with me. There’s always that doubt in your mind. Yes, you’ve been with that person for a long time but that doesn’t necessarily mean they want to be in that type of commitment with you. I think any person thinks that as they’re proposing. They think, ‘Please take that leap of faith in me’. And when she said yes…I just couldn’t believe it. Honestly, it took my mind a moment to realize that she said it. To this day, I still can’t believe it.”

“What was your first impression of Y/N?”

“My first impression of Y/N…she’s gorgeous. I saw her from across the room, just standing there and she took my breath away. I knew that I had to talk to her or I would regret it for the rest of my life. Somehow, without even knowing what her name was, I knew she was the one I was going to spend the rest of my life with.” Harry smiled as he looked at Niall.

Niall nodded as he mentally praised himself for having one of the best wedding gifts ever. “What’s your favorite thing about Y/N?”

Harry looked down at his fingers, playing with his rings. “I couldn’t pick just one. I love everything about her. I love how kind her heart is. I love how she never saw me as Harry Styles, celebrity. She saw me as me. Plain, old Harry Styles. In our entire relationship, I never had to worry about her loving me for the wrong reasons. I knew she loved me for who I am. Not my status. I love how she’s beautiful, inside and out. I just love her.”

Niall stood up and stopped the video from recording. He clapped his hands together, “Alright. I think I have enough questions.”

thank you guys so much for reading! i love hearing from you guys! let me know what you thought!

Frat Boy Pt. 10

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6,  part 7 (1), part 7 (2), part 8, part 9

Well well WELL look at me not taking six months to update ;) Left you on a bit of a cliffhanger there last time. After reading I have a question and I’d love to read your answers - what would you have done differently, or the same, if you were in this position? Enjoy the ride reading this! Everything is not quite as it seems is it, even with frat boys you thought you had all figured out… xx

His door was there. Just like any other door. But you paced around it a few times. He was probably sleeping. Should you just go to the downstairs? Just…I don’t know… grab a glass of water? Try putting on the tv? Like a normal person would? You raised your hand, but it fell just as fast. Gosh who were you?!

You couldn’t yell at Harry for being bipolar when you were basically the perfect spokesmodel. You knew why you were standing outside his door. You knew who’d make you feel secure. This was embarrassing.

But the door opened before you had to knock.

“You can come in,” he murmured.

“Oh,” you said, voice barely above a whisper. “Oh you don’t have to-”

But when he opened the door wider you didn’t waste a second in entering. 

“I’m sorry if I woke you,” I began, but my voice wavered at the end as I clung to myself in the center of his room. Uncertainty took the place of fear the second I was behind his door, just like I knew it would. But I didn’t expect the effect to be this instant. Even the smell of his room was comforting, the faintest hint of his cologne mingled with must, which if it had been anybody else’s but his would’ve been off-putting.

He was in only black boxer briefs and a dark t-shirt, and as his arm went up to ruffle his hair, I wasn’t blind to the way his arms seemed to make the material stretch.

“The walls aren’t as thick as you’d think.” There was a moment’s pause. “And I have really good ears. They’re a bit big.” His brows creased as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

Was he… rambling?

Rambling or not, my cheeks flushed. Had he heard me walk back and forth outside the door for fifty million years?? I didn’t think I’d been that loud…

He must’ve seen the look of guilt take over because he shook his head lightly. “I was already up.”

Although tonight he’d spoken the most out of the both of us, his words were still stated low. A little raspy at the hour, too. He ran his hands down his face when I didn’t offer any in return and he went past me, sitting down at the foot of the bed. It was a king, Lionel hadn’t lied about that. Yet somehow he didn’t manage to look small at the end of it. It was his and he owned it, in more ways than one. Artwork cluttered the space on the walls, but they were all dark pieces and it set a moody tone to the room.

“Is something wrong?”

“I don’t know,” I answered honestly, but I didn’t want to try to explain. To try and unlock the Pandora’s box of emotions I’d felt towards him. I could’ve gone easy, said a teasing “no, actually” and questioned him about what I’d seen in the closet, but my thoughts were on a lot.

No, discovering what I had wasn’t the only thing that made me run across the hall. A sorry was on the tip of my tongue, the nerves building up to push me to action because I knew that I needed to say it. But courage wasn’t with me.

Distracted by words I couldn’t say, it took me a while to see Harry studying my attire. His eyes scrolled down to the sweatpants a couple sizes off before lingering at the giant button-down swallowing all shape. I pulled the sleeves down out of habit, but they were already covering my hands. I was like a giant blanket burrito with a head poking out.

“Are you warm enough then?”

“What? Oh, yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” I saw his lips move to the side in thought and I realized he was probably wondering what in the hell I was doing here. And desperate for an excuse my mouth moved faster than my brain when I said, “I saw some pills in the cabinet I didn’t know if you had a sleeping pill or anything. Could I like, take one? Just to help me.”

If I’d have been a step further I would’ve missed the way Harry’s eyes snapped into focus for a split second before reverting back to normal. But it happened so swiftly and in a room as dark as night that I was left wondering if it’d happened at all.

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You Get What You Give (Long Distance)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Where Harry’s just begun his solo career and performing is everything that he’s ever dreamed of; he can’t help but feel so alone sometimes though. Feeling as though everyone has someone, and he’s so out of the loop with his love life that it brings an imbalance. However, you can’t take everything and expect to give nothing in return or for everything to be ok for forever.

Word Count: 1,700

Pairing: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Desperation, Reference to sex, Loneliness, Cursing

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Bitterly Sweet • Zach Dempsey

Zach Dempsey x Reader  • 1,275 words.

Prompt: You’re spending the morning with Zach while he’s working on an assignment, and you find it hard to not become his distraction.

This is seriously one of the cheesiest one shots I’ve ever written but it’s still cute nonetheless, and I love it. x

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honestly my hot take on if you should read maximum ride is “pretend you’re back in middle school, read the first three books, and pretend you don’t even know there are books after that in the series”


Neil deGrasse Tyson Interviewed By Stephen Colbert

Certain times when there’s MBTI discourse, people tend to run into those that are supposedly well read on Jung’s works and whatnot. And after a bit of debate, it reaches this awkward point where they’ll say that fundamental aspects of my knowledge and understanding of MBTI isn’t what Jung taught. And at some points, I see their point. That if what I know has no basis, it’s Te false. But then on the opposite hand, I feel a theory Jung never bothered to expand upon would be full of holes and shortcomings that would need to be filled and clarified upon. But on the opposite hand once more, do we as students of his work have the authority to build upon what he has made? And if we stray too far, is that okay? Ti says yes, but if the premise and core of our logical foundation is wrong, then what we built with Ti won’t matter in the end either. Idk man I’m torn. If you didn’t bother to read Jung’s work, is it still possible to truly understand MBTI?

q & a;

member- taekook x you

genre- so fluffy you may die

words- 1,863

summary- (requested) taehyung is a youtuber & his viewers really want you and Jungkook to do the relationship tag. polyamorous!au

a/n- finally more taekook! this is for @sugasangel since you were so sweet and wanted a taekook scenario!! i know this isn’t your specific request, but i hope you still enjoy it! 

Originally posted by girlin-luv

You were sold right away by the idea, but Jungkook took a little convincing.

“It’s silly,” he insisted with a frown and crossed arms.

Taehyung made his best puppy-dog eyes and stared right into Jungkook’s soul. “C'mon, please? All my viewers really want this video to happen and I can’t do it with just Y/N.”

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anonymous asked:

I was reading your FAQ and the last question was about buying you coffee. There's a site called ko-fi for mini donations ($3) which is a way for people to 'buy' you coffee, a bit of a random question but that just popped in my head when I read your FAQ. XD

I hadn’t used it before, because it felt a little weird to me, like putting up a tip jar. I also felt like I needed some way to reward people who had donated anything to the blog, so I went with Patreon at the time.

But since you’ve brought it up, I’ve signed up for it. With the assorted personal dramas happening in my life right now, every bit helps.

Here is the Ko-Fi link.

The last hours theories (2) - LGTB+ characters

As I said on my previous post (, I’m reading all the material we already have about TLH in order to develop some theories about what might happen in the books. I’m aware that it’s still very soon, there is still more than a year to go until book 1 and I’ll probably change my mind a thousand times during that time, but whatever. 

Today I wanna talk about who I think are the four LGTB+ significant characters Cassandra promised us, and among them, who I think will end up with who, who will be endgame and who won’t. 

Let’s start with LGTB+ issues:

-First let’s point at what we already know: Anna Lightwood is lesbian and non binary, confirmed by Miss Cassandra, so that’s one left to go. 

-Second, I think that by now pretty much everyone in this fandom is assuming that Matthew is gay and I won’t be the one to contradict that. Matthew is a fan of Oscar Wilde and has been often portrayed in official art with green carnations, a symbol that gay men used to wear back in that time in order to recognize each other. I see this one almost as confirmed as Anna. 

-Third, we’ve been told that Matthew is in love by the beginning of the series. Considering that, according to the info we have, his social circle is limited to the children of the London Enclave and that among them he almost exclusively spends his time with the S4 (Thomas, James and Christopher) I think his love interest is gonna be one of them, and I think is gonna be reciprocated and we’ll have our third gay or bisexual character there. Since I doubt Cassandra is gonna come up with the same story twice, I think it’s safe to discard James (though I must admit I ship them with passion). So that leaves us with Thomas or Christopher. According to the family tree, Thomas is gonna die unmarried while Christopher is set to marry Grace Blackthorn. But again, the family tree is misleading. Also, according to a snippet leaked by Cassie, Matthew is the only one who uses the nickname “Chris” to refer to Christopher (besides his sister Anna). Right now I haven’t quite made my mind and my bets are even between Chris and Thomas, but I’m pretty certain it will be one of them. 

-Fourth,according to some pictures from Cassie’s pinterest, it looks like we are gonna have a significant lesbian ship. I’m betting on Anna + someone else here. I’ve seen a lot of people convinced that it is Cordelia, but I don’t think so. It could perfectly be that, but I think James is gonna remain Cordelia’s love interest through the series. She has enough going on with him (the love triangle with Grace, the marriage for that strange, mysterious reason) to suddenly hook up with his cousin. I don’t know, I just don’t see it. I still think Anna and Cordelia are gonna be remarkable friends/allies though. Also, we can discard Lucie because she is Anna’s cousin and she also has enough going on with Jesse. Grace is Anna’s cousin’s love interest (at least at first) and allegedly her future sister-in-law, but still my bets are more on GracexAnna than CordeliaxAnna. This is just an intuition, I have nothing to prove it but I think it would be an awesome plot twist. BUT still is not the only option: my main theory is that the fourth LGTB+ character and Anna’s love interest will be someone that we still don’t know or we think it’s irrelevant. 

So, to sum everything up:

-Anna (lesbian and non-binary), Matthew (gay), Christopher or Thomas (bisexual/gay) and Grace/Character we don’t know (bisexual/lesbian).

And the ships: 

-Matthew x Christopher or Thomas

-Anna x Grace or Character we don’t know 

About the future of said ships if my theories happen to be correct: I honestly don’t see any of them being endgame. I just think Anna is not the type of person to have a life-long romantic relationship, and since the other day I’m pretty convinced Matthew has a lot of chances to die (you can see the reasoning behind this on my previous post about TLH). BUT that would be too cruel even for Cassandra Clare, so I believe that again if this theories happen to be right, at least one of the two ships must be endgame: since my conviction in Matthew’s death is strong, my bets are on the lesbian couple. 

Rewarding Moments

A Joshaya Fanfiction

Story By: @hoffkk

Requested by: Anonymous

Prompt: Can you do a Joshaya fanfiction with Maya and Josh dating and she is 18 and they get caught by Cory, Topanga, Riley, Shawn etc “studying”

Summary: Josh helps Maya study for her psychology final and finds a creative way to get her motivated that’s fun for both of them! ;)


Maya felt a rush of relief when her phone pinged, signaling an incoming text.  She’d take any excuse she could to get out of studying for this psychology final.

Riles: Where are you?:P

Maya: BFs.  Studying.

Maya couldn’t help but smile as she typed her reply.  It took barely half a semester at NYU before Josh asked her out and they officially became a couple.  College couldn’t have gotten off to a better start, especially since her best friend was her roommate in the freshman dorm.  Yeah, life was pretty good.

Riles: Okay! :)

Maya was about to type back a response when a teasing voice broke through her thoughts.

“Phone away.” Josh said as he handed her a fresh cup of coffee. “You need to focus, young lady.”

Maya just grunted and took a long sip of her drink while Josh laughed and continued.  "I know this psych final is stressing you out, but if you just apply yourself and get through all the chapter reviews, you’ll be sure to ace it.“

"I guess.  It’s just soooo boring.  Who cares about Skinner and his operant conditioning psychobabble?” Maya whined, starting to regret asking Josh to help her study. He was being helpful and all, but almost too helpful.  Josh was acting more like a drill sergeant than tutor.

“Come on, it’s not that bad.  Tell you what, how about we take a two minute break then try some rapid fire flashcard Q&A?”

“Okay, it’s cute that you care so much and all, but are you serious?” Maya questioned.

“What?”  Josh retorted, slightly confused.

“For one… two minutes is not a break, two… rapid fire flashcards sounds like the worst game ever, and three… if you are gonna be such a drill sergeant about this, you could at least wear the uniform.”

Josh blushed as he quirked a brow at Maya who just shrugged and added, “I’m kidding… kind of.” before taking another mouthful of coffee.

Smirking, Josh shook his head and tried a different approach with Maya.  "You know, Skinner had the right idea with the use of reward systems. For instance, if you stay focused and study hard, you will be rewarded with a good grade.“

"Yeah, that was all fine and dandy about three hours ago when we first started, but I don’t think the stress is worth it anymore. ”  Maya answered.

“But… you’d also get the pride of a job well done.”  Josh replied, attempting yet again to motivate his girlfriend.

“Eh, I guess.” She shrugged then put her drink on the side table.

“Come on, I think that is something worth working hard for.”  He said honestly.

“And I think it is adorable that you think that.”  Maya noted with a cheeky smile.

Josh tried and failed to stifle his smile before giving in and saying, “Okay, so maybe for your last final, those rewards don’t seem like much…. but it’s what you’ve got, and we can’t change it.”

Maya sighed and said, “I know, I’m just sick of studying.  I don’t know how Riley did this all through middle school and high school.”

“Well, what if we made it more interesting?” He offered with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“What do you mean?” She queried.

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Got7 | Their s/o Is Royalty

Anonymous said:
iKon and Got7 reaction to finding out someone royal likes them or, finding out their s/o is royalty? (you can choose which one! i just really like royalty things) thank you! c:

You thought Mark was upset about you being royalty from him but no sooner did he leave the room, he came back wearing a crown. “M’lady your prince is here.”

Originally posted by parkmyjinyoung

“I’m not gonna have to like…fight for your honor, am I?” he questioned.

Your family had finally tracked their runaway princess/prince down and JB learned the secret that you had been hiding from him. “"What? No…Jae, this isn’t medieval England,” you said, “"I think you should lay off some of those action/fantasy movies. Anyway, you’ve already got my honor whether they like it or not.”

“"Oh…well that’s true…you can’t give that back.”

Originally posted by yugyeomism

“My princess/prince is a princess/prince?” he would question with a smile.

“Yeah Jackson, sorry I didn’t-”

“Does that make me your prince?”

“You’ve always been my prince…”

*happy Wang puppy*

Originally posted by got7official

“I fell asleep reading one of my books last night, right?” he questioned, trying to make sense or the new information.

“Nope, you are wide awake and sadly my family found me. I’m part of a royal family,” you said.

“So you’re no a normal restaurant waitress?” he asked.

“Well I was hoping I could try to be hut they found me…”

“…..things just got interesting I guess.”

Originally posted by jypnior

This is horrible,” he said, after being woken up by strange people claiming they were looking for their princess/prince.

“I know that’s why I ran away in the”

“I have enough problems with people hitting on you cause you’re so pretty…I don’t need the competition of someone with royal blood.”

“Really? No royals really want to deal with a runaway…I’m more of a problem, trust me.”

“But how can you be sure?”

Originally posted by jordragon

“What in the world are you doing?” You questioned, seeing a pile of clothes on the bed.

“Trying to pick out an outfit, if I’m going to meet your parents, I have to wear the right one,” he stated.

“Bammie…all the outfits you put together are great, but we’re not meeting my parents,” you said.

“What? Why?”

“I ran away from the royal life for a reason, and that includes my family…your my family now and I hope you can understand that I just don’t want you to be hurt by their judgemental asses like I was.” A smile spread across his face hearing this and then you got an idea. “Why don’t you clean this up and we’ll Netflix and cuddle.”

“Netflix and chill?”

“Don’t push it.”

Originally posted by tanjhent

“So…since you’re a princess/prince and they found you, does that mean you’re gonna have to leave me to go marry some other person of royal blood?” he questioned after finding out your royal status.

“That would mean that would have to drag me back to my home country kicking and screaming and I would runaway again and again and a thousand times more just to be with you Gyeomie….and I would seriously like to see them try and take me back to that place,” you replied.

“I…I really don’t know how to respond to that…but I love you too,” he said with a laugh.

Originally posted by got7gifs


Seasons (Wonwoo x Reader)

Originally posted by wonshi-17

(Small elements of a Badboy! Wonwoo)

Genre: tbh i don’t even know. 

Warning: some sexual content but it’s like 3 sentences. 

Word Count: 2,385 (WHY IS THIS SO LONG)


The sky turned black, little stars scattered about, masking itself with the dark. But the house was illuminating, music still blaring, house shaking from the beat.

You noticed him staring. The boy, ashy black hair, darkest orbs, ears covered in various trinkets, and a pitch black bomber hugging him. Staring, from across the room was it towards you or someone behind you. What was his name? You pondered to yourself as the night continued.

You ran into him later. Trying to exit the bathroom, you bumped as he tried to enter. “Sorry.” you both spoke before leaving as strangers.

The bottle spinning in the middle of the group, you watched from the sides as your friend puckered her lips to the male across from her. She gestures for you to join but you shake your head, content with sitting on the couch. Across the room, leaning over a counter, you catch eyes with him before turning back to the game.

The party has died down, some slept on couches, some chattering about, and your friend doing god knows what upstairs with the boy she ran off with.

Should you leave? Should you not leave? It was midnight and you really didn’t feel like walking alone at night. Another drink, you decide. At the table you pour the liquid into your cup, a presence next to you causing you to look.

The ashy haired male glances too. One glance, two glances, and again separating as strangers.

The clock struck 3am. You discovered yourself outside, in the backyard where the emptiness made time stand still. The warm air kissed your skin, barefeet, pressing against the soil, grass tickling your toes.

The back door clicked and you turned your head. He stared at you, eyes scanning up and down. His lips sealed shut, his orbs mesmerizing you.

“um hi.” you spoke meekly and in response he nodded in acknowledgment.

The silence filled in. You were glued to the sight of the stars, twinkling, one by one. You bent your knees, placing a hand to the ground, checking for wetness so a stain wouldn’t be made present on your pants. A jacket fell on top your head. You stood, pulling the fabric. A bomber jacket.

The boy avoided your gaze, “You can sit on it.”

You held the jacket back, “it’s alright.”

“Just use it.” He sighed.

“Well then you use it too.” you retaliated.

Spreading the bomber across the ground, you seated yourself on one side, coaxing him to take the other. Legs touching, silent sighs, quick glances.

“Does it hurt?”

His eyes finally met yours, curiosity he saw in your eyes. He hummed, as if asking you to continue.

You gestured to your own ear, “getting all those piercings. Does it hurt?”

He shrugged in response, “sometimes. Sometimes not.”

You nodded, “I’m y/n by the way.”


“Wonwoo.” the name slipped off your tongue and into silence.

Sitting, quietly, for who knows how long or how your head leaned against his shoulder. The sun poked its head out, pink hues touching the sky and the birds began their calls.

“Y/N!” the shout of your name made both of your heads turn. You noticed the way her voice trailed off at once Wonwoo looked, “umm we should head out. You know get home.”

You nodded as she disappeared back into the house. You and Wonwoo stood to your feet, dusting yourself off of any loose grass on you while Wonwoo slipped his bomber on.

When you exited the home with your friend clinging to your arm, you looked back, noticing his stare still on you, and you waved and his lips curled as he looked away.

“Of all guys,” your friend spoke, “you had to choose Jeon Wonwoo.”

You tilted your head in confusion, “what do you mean.”

“Bad reputation.” She yawned in between her words, “fights, suspended, I heard gang once. You don’t wanna be with him.”

You solemnly nod, tuning her out the rest of the way home.


You saw him once in awhile. He attended the same university. Often leaning against a wall, staring at who know what as his friend chattered next to him.

When you saw him, eyes locking in the hallway, his leaning became straight, his eyes never breaking yours. Would he come? You asked. Would he stop you? You wondered.

“We’re gonna be late.” your friend would call, arm linked with yours, dragging you along as you kept your head back to see him.

“What was that?” his friend asked, following Wonwoo’s gaze towards you.

Wonwoo pushed the boys shoulder, walking opposite of your direction, “it’s nothing.”

With the push of the doors, you exited the library. Making your way to the doors leading outside, you pushed the bar, the cold wind catching you by surprising, your hands jump off, the door slams. You rub your hands together, staring helplessly at the trees viciously swaying outside.

A cough. You turn, he stands awkward in front of you. Avoidant eyes and jacket in hand.

“Hi.” You whisper.

He hums, and the jacket in his hand extends out towards you, “Here.”

Wonwoo glances, you give him a look, one he can’t decipher. Did he do something wrong?

“You’re gonna be cold too. I can’t take it.” you push his hand back to him.

Quick and sweet, Wonwoo wraps the jacket around your shoulder. Your heart flutters. His skips.

You stutter, “I…uh….I don’t think I should take it. It’s yours, what if I can’t return it.”

“I’ll walk you.”

You blink innocently. As he starts his way out the door. You pull your arms through the jacket, zipping it quickly to chase the boy. It’s still. The sounds of crunching leaves below your feet. The jacket sleeves fall far over your hands, and you finally notice how tall the silent boy is.

Wonwoo’s hands remain tucked in his front pockets, the short sleeves of his shirt flapping with the wind. He shivers slightly. Maybe she won’t notice. You notice.

“Coffee.” The one word slips from your mouth, “We should stop and get coffee. I need it, I have an exam due so I have to work all night on it.”

Wonwoo follows you into the empty coffeeshop. Warmth finally embracing his skin and he thanks you in his mind.

“Do you like coffee?” You ask as you sit across from him. Wonwoo hums and takes a sip. Your giggle plays like music in his ears, “Do you always do that?” Wonwoo’s confused. What had he done. You smile amusingly, “Do you always hum in response.”

Wonwoo gives a slow nod, “I like coffee. A lot.”

You laugh, “And he finally responds with words.” It falls silent again, the acoustic music playing softly in the background, “what are you majoring in?”


“Really.” Wonwoo watches your eyes perk up, “You must really like reading.”

Wonwoo nods, “It’s nice.”

“Last book you read?” You question him.

You watch Wonwoo’s hand move to the back of his neck, a sudden shyness coming off of him, “uh I really don’t wanna say.”

“Oh come on.” You lean in, “It can be our secret.”

Wonwoo pauses. He ponders. Is it weird? Would she think I’m weird? Wonwoo stares at your orbs lighting up. It’s weird. He thinks. But it’s her.

“Me before you.”

Mouth slightly open, and for a second he thinks, oh no. “I absolutely love that book.” Wonwoo melts inside.


He walked you home every day, stopped at the same coffeeshop every day, and melted at your words every day. Every day, he began to fall in love, even when he felt stabbed. When you had waltzed with him into the coffee shop, spilling the details of your love life. Of a man who wasn’t him.

Only today seemed different.

“Hey.” Wonwoo spoke quietly as you approached him. He noticed your eyes, drained, slightly red on the sides. Something was wrong. What was wrong.

The walk is filled with an uncomfortable silence. Your eyes sting, you wanted to cry. Should you tell him? Of your breakup? Or would it be best to deal with it on your own? The winter air begins to nip at your cheeks and all you want to do now is go home and sleep.

“um.” You pulled Wonwoo’s sleeve, “Can we just go straight to my place. I’m kind of tired.”

He’s hesitant but gives in. Wonwoo follows quietly, slowly matching your walking pace until you both reach your apartment complex. It was warm entering the building but the feeling between you two resembled a coldness.

Wonwoo followed inside your apartment, something it had taken him weeks to prepare him to do but now he does it with ease. You both strip of your thick coats, and you dash to your room to change, leaving Wonwoo to explore your place again.

He sticks his hands into his thin jacket pockets as he follows his footsteps to the familiar photoframe on the kitchen counter. His head tilts, had it always been like this? Had he been too preoccupied by the people in the picture to notice the shattered protective glass.

“What are you doing?”  You ask, stepping out of your room.

Wonwoo hold the picture displaying you and your boyfriend, “This broke, thought I’d let you know.”

“Oh.” Hands falling to your side, “We actually broke up. I got mad and smashed the photo. It’s no big deal.”

Wonwoo finally realizes your silence. He drops the photo, making his way to you, he pulls you in. A condolence hug for you, or was it a hopeful hug for him. He feels you shake in his arms, his shirt is suddenly being stained, and your whails are reaching his ears.

When the tears have ceased, when your body has become still. He pulls away, looking down at you, vulnerable. Your breath hitches as your eyes meet. Your hand reaches to the collar of his shirt, gripping it tightly. You roughly tug him down. Meeting his lips with yours, you push into it and Wonwoo knows it’s bad, Wonwoo knows this is wrong. But god he’s waited so long.

You’re tugging off his jacket, discarding it onto the floor, and you can’t help but question, should you stop. The heat in the apartment grows. Hair being pulled, hands roaming, the moanings echoing off the walls. And only one question. Was this wrong?

You had long fast fallen asleep, Wonwoo lays next to you, eyes glued to the ceiling. He’s answered the question. It was wrong.


Months. No words. No glances. No wondering. You tried and he ignored. It hadn’t helped that the weather was torturing you. The spring rain had begun to reflect your feelings. The feeling of being without Wonwoo, without his comfortable silence, without his low laughter in your ears while sitting at that coffeeshop.

You watched his figure pass by you, he didn’t glance. You kept your eyes on him, on the girl attached to his arm as if she was queen of the whole school.

“Hung up on him?” Your friend nudged you. She shook her head disapprovingly, “I told you didn’t I. You don’t wanna be with him and here you are now, broken hearted because of him.”

A sigh left your lips, “I think I broke his heart.” the words left your tongue as a whisper.


You shook your head, “Nevermind. I’ll be back.” Your footsteps followed the way of Wonwoo’s. Maybe today. Maybe today he would talk to you.

Around the corner, you turned. Your footsteps stopped, hands slightly beginning to shake. Wonwoo pulled back from the unwanted kiss, he found you. Frozen, ‘sorry’ he heard you mutter as you turned your heel, leaving the way you had just come from.

“You okay?” Your friend watches a tear fall from your eyes.

“Yeah.’ It blurts out too quickly, “I’m going home.”

Wonwoo sees you. His eyes linger as you contemplate going out into the pouring rain. You turn, catching his eyes, catching the girl smiling dumbly next to him, and you’re off. You shove the door of the building. Books tucked into your arm, walking slowly, would he come? Would he stop you?

“Hey.” Your friend nudges you again. She uses her pencil to point, looking at the pointed way. Wonwoo’s eyes stay with yours for a second before he turns his head, “Looks like he’s dumped the girl.”

The not so bright girl from before seems to have disappeared. His arm free of any attachment. You shrug, turning your attention back to your textbook, hoping everything would disappear. Wishing you had just stayed home.

“Just my luck.” You mutter to yourself. You were cursing yourself, how had you not learned from yesterday to not carry an umbrella.

The raindrops fell quickly. You pushed against the door slightly, sticking a hand out, the water slapped against your skin hard, concluding you’d be drenched before you had even reached home.

A cough.

You stood still. This scene played too familiarly in your head. You let out a long breath, gazing behind you, he stood just like that one day. Eyes avoiding yours as he held a single umbrella.

“I’ll walk you.”

The pitter patter of rain bouncing off the umbrella saved the awkward silence. Stealing a few glances, you wondered, why all of a sudden is he interacting with you.

“Do you always forget an umbrella?”

His question threw you off. In response you hummed, eyes lazily looking forward.

“Look who’s not using words to answer now.”

Your shoulders began to relax, your lips tugging upward, “I always forget an umbrella.”

Wonwoo remembered the way. Of course he did, he practically memorized the directions. Just like months prior, he followed you. Trailing behind you as you walked to your apartment. He stood still at the front, watching you open the door swiftly. The awkwardness set in. How should he say goodbye?

He ponders for a minute, and slowly he speaks, “I hope we can do this again.”

“I hope so too.” words speaking softly. Wonwoo begins his leave until your voice disrupts him, “It wasn’t wrong. If you thought it was wrong, it wasn’t.”

The door shutting reaches his ears. Lips moving upward. Suddenly, Wonwoo was looking forward to tomorrow.