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Fragility {Part 1/3}

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Photographer Yoongi AU, angst, fluff, smut in second chapter

Warnings: Yoongi swears basically every other sentence, minor character death

“There are a lot of fucked up things about me, you know? And there’s a lot of fucked up things that have happened. But when I’m with you all of those things, yeah they still exist but it’s like they’re a lot further away, I don’t feel as if they’re eating me alive”

Part 2, Part 3


You met Min Yoongi, photography major and self proclaimed genius in your second year of college.

Even now every detail of that first encounter remained clear in your mind. That alone was almost a miracle considering your drunken state, normally any events of a night such as that would fade into a distant haze.

It was strange really, he had snuck up on you out of nowhere and like a hurricane, he was completely impossible to ignore, leaving havoc in his wake until he was all you could think about. It hadn’t been love at first sight, definitely not, but from the moment you laid your unsuspecting eyes on him he had consumed your thoughts until there was no room for anything else.

You often felt as if your entire life before Yoongi had simply been the calm before the storm.

He hadn’t even so much as formally introduced himself before he was shoving his beloved camera in your face, the white flash nearly blinding you. When he was done taking the picture, he stepped back and smirked, and you, bemused by the entire situation, smiled back. He then stepped out a little and with his nimble fingers, flicked the camera onto display mode, the photograph he had taken of you painting the small digital screen.

The colours were garish, the startled look in your eyes almost comical and the framing wasn’t quite right. That didn’t matter. You soon learnt that wasn’t what Yoongi’s photography was about at all.

He fiddled with the settings of his camera whilst you stood and watched him, unsure of what to do and whether you should introduce yourself. Your body was jostled by people swarming past and you silently wondered whether it would be okay for you to casually slip away along with them. However, just as you decided that you would, Yoongi looked up from his camera, staring directly at you.

“So, the two of you finally meet” you heard a voice coming from your right and you turned your head slightly to see your friend Seokjin approaching. He sidled up to the two of you with a strange smirk on his face. Seokjin had been trying to set you up with a date for months and you could practically hear the cogs in his brain ticking right now as your body filled with dread. You didn’t need this. You didn’t even want to be here. Your friend Taehyung had dragged you the entire walk down, insisting that you needed a night out after being pent up in your room studying for “aeons” as he called it.

Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows at Seokjin and gave him a pointed look. One that the older boy ignored.

“Not really, I don’t even know his name” you mumbled, practically edging to get away. Seokjin could sense this too and you knew there was no way in hell he was letting you get out of this situation.

“Well Y/N this is Yoongi, Yoongi this is Y/N” Seokjin said and you nodded awkwardly in Yoongi’s direction, refusing to make eye contact. Seokjin chuckled at your clear discomfort ”Taehyung and I have been anticipating the two of you to meet for months but it just never worked out” Seokjin explained.

Yoongi frowned, his eyes scanning over you quickly before focusing back on Seokjin. He had seemed just as uncomfortable as you did.

“Why?” you asked after a few moments of awkwardness.

Seokjin had an evil glint in his eye, one that you had quickly learnt to fear, because it always meant he was up to something devious. “You see, Yoongi here is a photography major and you Y/N, are a fine art major, I figured the two of you would have a lot in common”

You were about to protest when suddenly, for the first time, you heard Yoongi speak. For some reason you hadn’t expected his voice to be so harsh and dismissing, you’d expected it to be soft and gentle sounding. The contrast between his appearance and voice was actually a little startling.

“You seriously think that just because we’re both doing arts degrees that we’re going to get on well? Sometimes I can’t believe you’re older than me” he spoke, his words for some reason, felt like venom running through your bloodstream. Just as Seokjin was about to interject and defend himself, Yoongi started talking again “Besides, photography is nothing like fine art, all they fucking do is paint a few lines on a white canvas and act like it has some deep meaning. What bullshit”.

“Hey!” you cried out instinctively, the urge to defend yourself getting the better of you “You’re one to talk, studying for three years just to learn how to press a button? Anyone can do that”

It was strange. You weren’t usually the type to engage in those sorts of petty arguments. Neither was Yoongi, as you soon learnt. You didn’t generally get angry, instead you would choose to simply walk away and not concern yourself with other people’s stupidity. His harsh words that night had made your blood boil.

It had continued for a few more minutes. Vicious words flying back and forth between the two of you. After a while Seokjin finally took you away to the drinks table and Taehyung took Yoongi over to another group of people.

It was clear you were not going to get along. Your personalities clashed violently.

And that was that.

Your interactions with Min Yoongi should have ended there.

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Wedding Speech - Joe Sugg Imagine

A/N - Hi can you do a Joe one where it’s the reader and his wedding and the buttercreams do a really embarrassing speech for them x If you don’t want to or can’t that’s fine ❤

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride” My smile grew even bigger as I felt Joes lips on mine. Hearing everyone around cheering and clapping, I felt the tears building in my eyes. I finally married my best friend. 

Walking down the aisle hand in hand with my now husband smiling and waving to all our friends and family. My feelings right now wouldn’t process. I am literally over the moon with happiness. All I could hear were people cheering “Yes Sugg” “Go On My Boy” and a few faint cries. I still cannot believe this is my wedding day. The wedding day I have been planning since a little girl. I was now living it out. Everyone else was gathered into another room with champagne, me and Joe were guided around the building for photos. We had photos on the stairs, in arch ways, in the gardens, and in front of the country side view. We were then joined by the bridesmaids who happened to be my sister and Zoe, the groomsmen Caspar, Josh, Oli, Jack, Conor, Mikey and our parents. Lastly We had photos with the whole group and I stood there being grateful to be surrounded by the people i love most. 

While everyone moved to the reception room to take their seats, me and Joe waited back a bit giving everyone time to settle. 

“I cannot believe we did it” Joe turned to look at me with a beaming smile. 

“I’m still in shock, I’m generally so happy” I smiled back taking his hand in mine. 

“After 6 years of being together and 8 years of friendship I can officially call you a Sugg” 

“I finally fit in the Sugg family!” I cheered laughing. 

“You’ve always been classed as a Sugg babe” 

“But now we have it in writing”

“This is the happiest ive ever been, even though we’ve been in a relationship for so long, our next adventures start now”

“Our honeymoon, new house, new projects. Im so excited”

“Same love, it’s going to be something to treasure” 

“I love you” 

“I love you too”

“Are you two ready to go in?” The staff member asked. We glanced to each other and nodded. We followed the member of staff and waited behind the doors until we were told to go any further. 

“Can i have your attention” The staff member started. “We’re all there to celebrate the newly weds, so please put your hands together for Mr and Mrs Sugg!” We walked in and everyone was on their feet, cheering. Glad we got someone to film this day, I can look back and remember this moment for a life time. We took our seats in front of everyone while they all settled down and allowed us to get comfy. After all the food was served and drinks were topped up Zoe got out her seat to walk in front of the table with a microphone in her hand. 

“Hope you all are having a good time!” A few yeah’s and whistles flew around the room. “To kick off this evening, we are now going to move onto the speeches” Zoe turned to smirk at us both while i groaned and Joe nervous laughing knowing how embarrassing this was going to be. We watched as Josh took to the stage first also smirking as Zoe handed him the mic. 

Joe placed hand on my leg and lent in close. “You know this is going to be interesting” 

“I’m dreading it” I laughed turning to face Josh and linking my hand with Joes.

“I get the pleasure of starting this off. I remember meeting you Joe for the first time then i didn’t leave your apartment for months. I basically followed you and Caspar round like a lost dog. You used to get grumpy when i finished your milk or i didn’t wash up after myself. I can clearly say you haven’t changed. You’ve been a good friend buddy you’ve helped me through a lot of shit and i’m grateful to have a friend like you. I’m glad you found a girl like Y/N, she’s kept you in place but at the same time you’re still the Sugg i first met. Y/N you have a lot of work now that your married, he’s going to become even more lazy. You’re a talent women and you’ve been there to listen when i needed someone to. You’re like my sister and I wish you both the best for the future. Ill be round soon so you can cook me food” I’m glad Josh went first because he wouldn’t embarrass us. He’s the nice one out them all. 

Next was Mikey. 

“Cor i get to do a speech. I’ve always been the target and now i can target you two. You’ve been good friends to me over the past few years. Despite the bad things Joe has made me do or forced me to do such as having a leaf blower in my face to wearing tight red lacy boxers to trying to light my farts. I’ve even had to eat dry protein powder ruining one of my many black t-shirts. Joe your crazy ideas make you as a person, you’re one heck of a guy and you are very lucky to have Y/N, anyone would be. Y/N thanks for looking after me making sure i have eaten. No wonder i cant shed weight. I look forward to raiding your new sweets draw by the way”

Next was Conor. 

“I would like to thank Y/N for introducing me to Joe, because of you i made a great friend and because of Joe I made even more. Y/N i would like to thank you for staring in so many of my covers and even on my album. I mean i still say i have the better voice but I’m not going to judge. I cannot believe you two are married now, I’ve seen your relationship grow these past years and I look forward to having something like this. You two are literally a perfect match. Joe i dont even know what to say about you. You are one of the most hilarious down-to-earth guys i know. You deserve to be happy. I’m glad it’s Y/N who has to deal with your strange ass. I’m surprised she can handle it. She has to wake up to you farting, coming home drunk but then again thinking about it you are both as crazy as each other. I remember coming round once and you both swapped clothes pretending to be each other. That was a weird sight. I wish you both the world of happiness you both deserve it” 

Next was Jack. 

“Suggy got married! To a gorgeous girl also i should have started youtube sooner maybe i could of snatched her. Im joking im joking. Seeing how happy you two are together makes me want this but it also makes me sick but in a good way. You are both good friends to me i couldn’t ask for better people in my life. Well sometimes i could replace Joe after what he’s made me do. Clamping my hand, sticking sellotape to our heads and ripping it out our hair and daring me to run down the street naked. I hope you enjoy people licking your ears Y/N because Joe will be doing that a lot when he’s drunk. trust me. I remember Joe telling us he was going to propose and how nervous he was. You should of heard the other plans he had. They weren’t as romantic. Y/N thank you for appearing in my videos to give me more views. Thanks for the many shout outs too. Like i said, you’re a beautiful women inside and out i know how happy Joe makes you. You’re both weird and I’m glad i know you. Hears to the future”

Next was Oli. 

“Mr Joe Sugg? The Joe i know is actually married now! It feels so weird saying that. I’ve known you for so long and you haven’t changed one bit in a good way though! You both have helped me through a lot over the years with projects, videos, and life in general. I do appreciate it. Joe you are an absolute nutter. Seriously. I couldn’t ask for a better friend what friend would draw penis’ on your body or do jump scares every time we meet or would make me stay up will ridiculous times in the morning to set up pranks. I mean what friend would have a cardboard cut out of me? You better move that into your new home. I’ll always be watching then. Your relationship is probably the strongest i know. You’re both so open and that can be taken in different ways. I’ve seen them both naked. It was a few strange moments. Some moments i wish i could take back because i can still see them imagines in my head to this day. I also remember when i turned up at your apartment Joe was wearing this horse costume and Y/N was dressed like a cowgirl. I didn’t want to ask what went on. They said it was for a video but i dont believe that. I dont like to think what goes on in their minds. Moving on, Y/N you are one in a million you’ve been that one friend i can always rely on even if i’m in a bad mood you put up with me and i can speak on behalf of the other guys as well. You have so much patience and i respect you for that. You have a wonderful mind and a heart of gold. You are both lucky to have each other and im glad to call you both my best friends” 

Lastly, Caspar. 

 “I would like to start off with thanking Y/N for breaking my heart, you killed jaspar. I’m joking jaspar will always be round. I have known you both since we all started Youtube together. Remember our gang when we first started? The 3 of us, Zoe, Alfie, Tanya, Jim, Marcus, Niomi and Louise. Then it grew bigger. But look at the two of you now, i know you both never expected to get this far in life. I respect the both of you because you don’t take the famous title seriously, you just see yourselves as normal human beings doing something you love. It’s been amazing watching you both grow and seeing the success you’ve achieved. I couldn’t have wished it on better people. Joe, You are one or the bestest friend i could ask for. You are also one of the craziest dudes i know. Very spontaneous also. I could stand here all day and tell all our stories but i don’t want to bore you. Thank you for being my travelling buddy over the years. I’ve had some of the best memories with you such as doing Hit The Road. What an experience that was ay?  and for everyone’s information i am still the best pizza maker here. Im not thankful for the pranks though. Filing my room with cups of water, setting many alarms, posters of my face all over the walls, filling the room with balloons then Oli popping out with a clown outside and the best one turning my apartment into a slip and slide. I’m also not going to miss seeing you naked when i walk into your room. I am defiantly not going to miss hearing you and Y/N have sex either. You loud buggers. The amount of times i’ve walked in on you both, i still do it today it’s like a curse! Y/N, i still remember meeting you for the first time. You were so shy and timid and now, now i cannot get you to shut up. You are like a boy only when it comes to burping though. Ive seen you when you only had a few thousand subscribers and now you are the top female Youtuber in the UK. I am so proud of your achievements. You seriously deserve it. If i ever needed cheering up i knew you were and still are the person to text or call. You are a positive soul. You and Joe have always been perfect for each other. You are literally the same person. I hope you both the best as a married couple. I love you both.” 

I continued to wipe away the tears which were flowing from my eyes. I couldn’t of asked for better friends or a better husband. 

Here’s a lil #transformationtuesday for ya. 2015 to 2017. Today makes is 1 year on Testosterone. 365 days. 56 needles. 28 shots. 17 vials. Today I’m feeling like an emotional lil bby. My transition has been happening a lot slower than I would want, but I’m trying to stay patient and trust the process. I am constantly still called by the wrong pronouns. Whenever I go out with my mom or sister it’s always “ladies”. These things may seem trivial but they always hit me hard. Starting my transition I had a lot of expectations for how things would go and how long they would take. Man was I completely wrong in every way. I thought by now that my jawline would be poppin. It’s not. I thought by now that I would have facial hair. I barely have any. I thought my voice would be mad deep. It still cracks all the time. I also had this unrealistic expectation that my anxiety and depression would just magically go away. While I can say that it has seriously improved, I still have bad days. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve used a public restroom in the past year. When I am out and about I try not to drink too much or if I have to pee I just hold it. I thought by now I’d be okay with going to the restroom in public, but to be honest I don’t know that I’ll ever be okay with it. While I am not happy with where I’m at, I am proud of how far I’ve come. By not sharing my experiences I think I’ve made it seem like my transition has been an easy ride, but to be honest it’s the craziest roller coaster I’ve ever been on. It’s extremely lonely at times, but I know that I’ve made it that way. If anyone knows me they know that I’m not one to share my feelings or what I’m going through with anyone. Even though I don’t share myself with others, I have received a great deal of support from everyone, including strangers. I probably don’t say thank you enough, but if you’ve supported me through this past year, thank you. One year down, the rest of my life to go!

anonymous asked:

I'm new to the steter fandom, can you rec some of your favourite or fan favourite fics?

Ugh there’s just so many, but this is a question I’m always willing to answer XD I’ll try to rec fics from a variety of writers, and if you like them, you can check to see if they’ve written others :)


Proposing To Strangers by moonstalker24

At the end of a strained relationship, crime novelist Stiles chooses to hide from the world inside a bar with far too many motorcycles outside it for comfort. Here he’ll meet the man of his dreams, eat food and propose marriage, all within the first five minutes.

Peter doesn’t know who this kid is, but he’s cute and looks like he could use a break. So he feeds him. He’s not expecting a marriage proposal, but with what comes after, he doesn’t really mind.

it’s not the color i came in by nezstorm

Stiles is a bit of an anomaly among the Omegas he knows, or everyone on the spectrum really.

For him, heats are about comfort and safety, and not at all about sex.

Baby Stilinski-Hale by Triangulum

“You’ve been avoiding me,” Peter says. Stiles just shrugs. “Are you going to tell me why, or do I have to guess?” Stiles would love to glare at him and snark back like they always do, but her nerves are just too frayed and she doesn’t have it in her. Peter seems to sense this and frowns, his face morphing into one of concern. “Stiles..?”

He takes a few steps closer, slowly as if he’s trying not to startle her and that makes her want to let out a hysterical laugh, but she keeps it in. He sets his hand on her shoulder, the other going to the side of her neck. He frowns at the way her pulse is racing, as if he needs to physically confirm what his ears are already telling him. She lets him touch her, knowing without even needing to think about it that he won’t hurt her. She does let out a bitter little laugh at that. Well, physically he won’t.

“What is it?” he asks and the genuine concern in his voice almost breaks her. He leans down and stares into her eyes, their faces so close, and she sees his nostrils flare. “You smell…different.”

Well, that’s her cue.

“I’m pregnant,” she whispers.

Or

The one where Peter gets Stiles pregnant and is a big old softie about it.

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mythoesoul’s monthly fic rec #2; friends to lovers

hi guys! so, here is the fic rec for november! (i know its a tad late, shhh) for this month, i wanted to do a theme for the rec so i focused on fics following the trope friends to lovers. there are some enemies to friends to lovers and some soulmate fics in here but yeah. also, there might be some stories from my first rec on here but, eh. 

— my other fic recs can be found here.

1. a love like religion by alisvolatpropiis (@deleted-scenes) 

“Derek, my man, you missed an epic party on Saturday. Seriously, dude, I know morning Mass is like, your thing, but come on. You’re missing on out so much life has to offer, bro.”

Big hands land on shoulders with a thump and a squeeze while Derek stands at his locker, loading his gigantic calculus book into his backpack. He gives his best friend a practiced sidelong glare, which of course just encourages him. “You’ll change your mind when I tell you who sucked me off in Lydia Martin’s bedroom,” Stiles snickers into his ear.

Despite himself, Derek is curious. He tries to hide it by focusing on his books, but he knows the heat in his cheeks betrays him. “Who,” he asks, giving in, knowing he will eventually.

2. can’t be hateful, gotta be grateful by halffizzbin

the one where the Stilinski men drag Derek to Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma’s and she gets the

right

wrong idea.

3. five times detective stilinski and fire captain hale had sex in public, and one time they did it in a bed by @bleep0bleep 

“Did you say–” Stiles starts.

“What?” Derek growls.

“We’re not a couple!” they both retort in unison.

“We’re not together,” Stiles insists.

Lydia coughs pointedly. “An incident report filed by 87th Precinct Captain Erica Reyes. March twenty-fifth, eight p.m. Came back to the precinct to grab my coat, only to hear Stilinski banging his new boyfriend in the holding cell.”

4. grey rainbows by @loveactually-rps 

“Stiles?” Derek glanced at Stiles’ sleeping form. He didn’t even twitch. Derek continued. “If we…” his lips curved in a fond smile, fingers moving to smooth the creases of Stiles’ eyebrows, his voice coming as whisper. “… as in, you and me - If we get a chance someday… any day, to be together, y’know? I wouldn’t mind you wooing me with flowers and all that cliched romantic shit. And you can even flirt with me. I approve.”


He gazed at Stiles’ calm face for a long while before drifting off into quiet slumber with the sound of Stiles’ soft snoring in the background.


[aka, after pinning for his best friend for four years, Derek learns his teenage crush is easy, but his life isn’t]

5. i feel we’re close enough by @samann98

the one in which Derek and Stiles are childhood friends, their freshman year of high school Derek makes the craziest suggestion ever, and four years later Stiles decides to take him up on it.

6. nothing but trouble by @hoechlbutt

Stiles and Scott, smugglers, come across an abandoned ship in the middle of nowhere. While looting the ship for goods and valuables, they find an unconscious crew member, who turns out to be a prince. With bounty hunters on their asses, they fly across the galaxy in search for the prince’s lost family.

7. of werewolves and dolphins by Ilovesocks_24

the one where Scott convinces Stiles to go on a werewolf singles cruise. Stiles is really only going for the dolphins. Until he meets Derek

8. shower boyfriends by @paintedrecs

Derek likes sticking to his routines: they give his days structure and keep his goals on track. His carefully maintained habits have never been more important than at college, and by his second year, he’s gotten everything exactly the way he wants it. He has the ideal roommate, the best dorm on campus, and a fascinating set of classes in a schedule that lets him sleep in.

But when mysterious messages start appearing on his dorm’s shower wall, Derek can’t seem to resist searching for answers

9. somewhere in between by @miss-emrys

Derek’s been letting his job dictate his life ever since he was promoted from freelance photographer to official travel photographer. In his five years of travel, he’s built relationships in countries all across the globe, yet he still returns home after each job as lonely as ever. When he decides to try out the pen pal site Laura recommends to him, he doesn’t know what to expect. Derek isn’t prepared for Stiles, a small town guy with big dreams of seeing the world. And he certainly isn’t prepared to fall in love with him. He has to remind himself that this is just a pen pal thing and not to get carried away. It’s not like Stiles could ever like him back.

Right?

10. strut on a line, its discord and rhyme by @xiaq

“Carry me,” Stiles says.

“No.”

“But I’m injured.”

“You have a rash,” Derek says. “On your arm. Your feet work just fine.”

“Please?”

“No. You weigh almost as much as I do. And you ate a pound of chicken at lunch.”

“Well, yeah, but I pooped like an hour ago, so.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“Don’t play, you love me.”

I do, Derek thinks, relatively horrified. I really do.

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50 Facts About Han Solo (+1)

SO I HAVE NOTICED, in my expansive (ha) perusal of the Star Wars fandom, that while Han Solo is like, a token character, the depth and complexity of his character often gets dismissed/forgotten in meta and analysis in favor of our favorite dysfunctional family of skynerds. Which, I mean, I love the skynerds, BUT. Han is such a lovely dweeb that I feel as though it is scandalous that he doesn’t have 3095830549 posts about him because GOSH SO MANY POSSIBILITIES, aND THUS, I have taken it upon myself to compile a post with all my nerd pirate boy headcanons RIGHT NOW. I’m trash because I gratuitously cherry pick ideas from the EU bye

Let’s make a list, because I love lists:

  • He had a mother and little sister (his dad walked out on ‘em when he was really young), but they died some time during the Clone Wars through no specific malicious purpose, but rather for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. After the Death Star, he can’t bring himself to leave right away, even though he now has enough money to pay off Jabba and more - he doesn’t know how old the Kid is, but he can’t be more than eighteen, and that’s - that’s barely anything, Chewie, he tells the wookiee defensively after confronted about why they’re still awkwardly hanging around (and really, Chewie has no problem awkwardly hanging around, but Han is defensive anyway), and hell, he doesn’t have any folks left in the world and that’s a terrible kiriffin’ place to be so I’ll just. Hang around for a little while. Make sure he’s back on his feet, that he’s got a place to stay. (And he doesn’t think of his little sister, because she was so young when it all happened and so was he, but he really does. Kind of.)
  • He eventually gives back the Alliance the money they gave him as reward for rescuing Leia/taking down the Death Star because he feels like it’s burning a hole in his pocket and Chewie hasn’t said anything but he’s obviously not happy with it and dammit, ya big ball of fuzz, are you happy now?
  • (Leia doesn’t know)
  • (She actually doesn’t find out until quite a bit later, when General Rieekan happens to mention it one morning when she’s reading reports and trying to figure out how to make a deal with the Bothans and drowning herself in luke-warm caf because she can’t sleep at all and she’s given up even thinking about it - and the padd slips out of her hand, just barely, and all she can do is say  ”oh” and pretend that when she wakes up in the middle of the night with a scream that’s more of a sob and her nightmares dancing at the edge ofher consciousness, she’s not crying just a little bit harder than usual)

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anonymous asked:

*coughs* so you want Sabriel prompts? I can do that. First up: college au, Sam hasn't seen Gabriel for a couple of days and he's kinda worried, so he goes to Gabriel's apt. and finds a very sick art student who has very high fever and has decided that he can /totally/ take care of himself. Fluff ensues.

This kinda turned into a “someone else hasn’t seen Gabriel in a few days and sends Sam in search of him, but I like it.

“Hey, you live in Edlund hall, right? Second floor?” A redhead who Sam vaguely knows to be Anna had flagged him down in the cafeteria, and is now questioning him on his personal life. Swap her for a redhead known as Charlie and it’s just another day in the life.

“Uh, yeah. Did you need something?” Edlund hall is a guys’ dorm, so she can’t be locked out.

“You know Gabriel Novak?”

Sam knew Gabriel Novak- the guy who lived across the hall and had taken care of him when he was sick last week and had the craziest room and went trick-or-treating in the dorm last halloween and definitely was not the guy Sam had a massive crush on. “Yeah?”

“You haven’t seen him recently, have you? He’s not answering anyone, no one’s seen him since the weekend, and someone thought I’d know if he was okay- he’s my cousin,” she adds. “Just… make sure he’s still on campus, if you could?”

Sam nods. “No problem.”

Knocking is getting him nowhere, and Sam is about to give up when he leans against the door handle and the door swings inward, left unlocked. “Gabriel?”

"Mmmph. ‘S’open.”

The room is a cave. Sam can barely make out the blanketed form of Gabriel curled up in a ball in bed. There’s a small pile of tissues on the ground near the foot of the bed, and at the head is a half empty package of vanilla oreos. The rest of the place is a disaster- art supplies covering the desk in no real semblance of order, books stacked on the floor, papers on the chair, sneakers and shirts tossed in a corner. So, nothing unusual.

Sam flicks on the bathroom light instead of the overhead fluorescents (he’s not cruel) but Gabriel groans anyway, turning away to bury his face in the pillow. “Why you gotta do that?” he gets out, muffled.

“Have you been in here since Sunday?” Sam asks incredulously.

Gabriel lifts his head- and he looks awful. Like, dark circled, red nosed, bleary eyed awful. “Think so?”

“Oh my god, you’re sick. I got you sick.”

Gabriel waves a hand, although he does so weakly and halfheartedly. “I’s’okay Sammy. ‘M’okay.”

“Gabriel, it’s Wednesday. No one’s seen you-“

"Damn,” the art student gets out, dropping his head again. “Thought it was Monday.”

“You’ve been in here alone for three days now. I’m pretty sure that’s the sweatshirt you were wearing Sunday night. Nothing about this is- is okay!” Sam splutters. “You should have come and found me, I’m right across the hall-“

"I can take care of myself, Sam.”

“You haven’t been anywhere but the bathroom in three days, you haven’t had any decent food, there aren’t even any new sketches on the bulletin board, and when you stop drawing, something is seriously wrong. Just… let me get you back to healthy.”

"Sleeping it off,” Gabriel insists.

There’s a lull during which Sam wonders at what point he started noticing things like how many sketches were on the board and instead starts noticing things like that Gabriel is shivering. Just a little, but enough for Sam to notice. “Do you have a fever?”

“You honestly think I got the ther- thermo- thermenmeeter- that thing and checked?”

In one quick stride, aka before the other boy can protest, Sam crosses the room and presses his hand to Gabriel’s forehead- burning. “You have a fever and you’re going to let me take care of you.”

"I’m gonna be okay, Sam, I’m not dying. Jus’ let me.”

Sam draws a breath. “Humor me.”

Gabriel looks at him for a minute, then says, defeated, “Blankets’re on the top shelf.”

Not leaving Gabriel the time to change his mind, Sam pulls two down and drapes them over his hallmate. “Want me to make soup?”

“If it’ll make you happy. But… inna few? Wanna enjoy the warm.”

Sam settles himself on the rug beside the bed. “I’ll stay.”

“You don’t have to.”

“You stayed with me, all last weekend.”

“Yeah, but…” Gabriel flops his head to the side to look at Sam, still all fever flushed. “I like you though. ‘S’different.”

Sam’s heart is all fluttery, but he manages to keep his calm as he leans in and kisses Gabriel’s warm forehead. “Just accept that I’m here and enjoy your blankets.” Because I like you too.

“Kissing me better, Sammoose?”

“Yeah. You’re well on your way to recovery now.”

Gabriel’s eyes slide closed, and he asks softly, “Double dose?”

Once Gabriel is better, Sam thinks, he’s going to make sure Gabriel has a regular prescription of kisses, administered by mouth, but for now, he complies with a gentle hand on Gabriel’s chin and a soft kiss to his cheek.

After 10 Years (Taewoon Scenario)

In which you two celebrate 10 years of friendship.

“Ten years after and my heart is still the same,” you mumble, smiling as you turn the pages of the scrapbook he gave you on your birthday. A compilation of your craziest pictures with nasty coded messages so that only you could laugh at the jokes written in his ugly handwriting. A compilation of just few of the most beautiful moments of your life, moments in which he was always there, Woo Taewoon, the boy who cried when he was shipped off to Japan during middle school, leaving you, his desk mate, bravely holding in your tears.

“How is he?” Your mom peaks in, smiling at the crazy derp face he was pulling in one of the photos.

“Tae? He’s living bravely after those idiots kicked him out. I mean, who in their right mind would do that?! Now he has nothing but composing. And apparently that isn’t going too well either,” you sigh, checking your phone for the nth time that day, hoping for a message from him. After all, it was the day you always celebrated your friendship. “Can you believe we’re turning ten?”

“You talk as if you’re celebrating your relationship anniversary,” your mom eyes you above the fruit bowl.

“It’s not like that,” you whisper, your thoughts drifting away. He is the best of your best friends. He knows everything about you, just like you know everything about him. If he was down, you could feel something was wrong and immediately call and if you were having a bad day, he always came to your house, luring you out with beer and the promise of the baddest swearing towards those who ruined your day. He is your best friend… and yet he doesn’t know quite everything. For example, how you have been crushing on him ever since you entered middle school and got paired up with him as desk mates. “Really now,” you clear your throat, stuffing your mouth with watermelon.

“But you wish that was it. Look, there’s no need to lie to me. I’m your mother. I’m supposed to know things like this,” she smiles, handing you a napkin after you choke. “Do you plan to ever tell him?”

“No, definitely not! Never ever will I open my mouth to tell him those words,” you frown at the piece of watermelon between your fingers.

“Why? Don’t you think he has the right to know?”

“No,” you insist, not allowing yourself to be tempted with the thought that has been crossing your mind not just once. “What if he doesn’t feel the same towards me, mom? I mean, it’s impossible! We spent together so much time and he knows the grossest details about me that it would be impossible for him to even see me as a girl. And let’s put it another way,” you continue, absorbed into convincing yourself rather than your mother, “if he doesn’t feel the same, wouldn’t I be ruining this wonderful friendship we have? And for what? For some words of love? No, I don’t want to risk, thank you. Oh OH OH! It’s him, it’s him!” You jump up and down, holding on your phone as his name gets displayed on the screen. “I thought you forgot,” you answer the call, stepping outside on the balcony only to see him waving like a madman from below.

“C’mon down,” he says before hanging up and waving a black bag in the air.

Your socks are mismatched because you hurried down the stairs like a storm. And that’s the first thing he sees, making him laugh as you stand in front of him confused.

“Your socks,” Taewoon points at them, “are mismatched. Were you that eager to see me?” His arm hangs over your shoulders, pulling you along and making your heart skip a beat.

“You wish!” You bite his hand. “I just happen to be in the mood for red and black today,” you run away as he chases you down the street, no one witnessing your childish game but the barking dogs of your neighbours. “Stop, stop, I give up!” You stop, catching your breath. “You seriously want me to die, don’t you?”

“If that was it, I wouldn’t have brought these!” He pulls out two cupcakes, a pink one and a blue one. “Happy anniversary, dear friend,” his lips linger on your cheek for a second longer than usually, making you cover the spot as soon as he retreats. “Pink for you and blue for me. These better be good… oh my god,” he comments as he bites from his cupcake. “This is heaven, gosh!”

“Taewoon?” You call out, staring at your cupcake, your mother’s question lingering in your mind.

“Hmmm?”

“If I end up alone and in a nursing home, will you come by to spend time with me?”

“You won’t end up alone. What kind of words are those?!” He flicks your shoulder.

“Hypothetically. Tell me,” you insist, staring at him.

“Hypothetically I’m telling you that you won’t end up alone,” he stubbornly refuses to turn to you. “Ah, by the way, do you want to hear the song I composed in case I got to the solo stages?” He places the cupcake on the bench next to you, standing up from his place and taking out his phone to use it instead of a mic. He doesn’t wait for you to answer because you are the only one to listen to his tracks before their public reveal.

“you and I

Do you remember our promise to be friends?

But I can’t help it, I keep feeling differently

 

Have you heard the saying, girls and boys can’t be friends?

I didn’t believe in that

But I keep feeling differently

 

We used to play around when we were young

We were best friends

I thought you were just a friend

But now I’m worrying about you

I think I’ve changed

I wanna go to you not as a friend, I want you

 

In my dream last night

It was like a lie, we were holding hands like a couple

I was so happy, I didn’t wanna get up

Will you appear in my dream again tonight?

 

My hopes are higher because you’re my friend

I try pretending nothing’s wrong

But now I regret treating you so normally

I keep thinking back to those times

I’m drawing you out and what I’ll say to you next

It’s time for us to become one

 

cause you are a girl I’m a boy

you are a girl I’m a boy”

 

You stare at him and suddenly realize. “She’s very lucky,” you look away, placing your intact cupcake on the bench. “Look, I have to go. I have a presentation at work tomorrow and I –”

But he grabs your hand and spins you around so that you find yourself face to face with him, your tears exposed just like your foolish heart. To your surprise he looks angry and hurt and something more that you can’t put your finger on.

“I always took pride in the fact that you were the smart one between us despite the teasing.” His voice, like a whisper makes you tremble in his grasp. “So why are you behaving like a complete idiot right now?!”

“Excuse me?!”

“Do you really think I would go out there, on the stage, stand in front of the crowd and rap such a song about a hypothetical girlfriend or crush? Do you really think I would say such words to any girl other than you, you who have been my friend for the past ten years?! Do you really think I would do that? Tell me!”

“I… like you,” the words just fly out your mouth before you can stop them, filling the night air like a firework explosion. “I’ve liked you ever since we became desk mates and you let me sit on the window seat. I’ve liked you all these years and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I –”

“You’re truly an idiot,” Taewoon laughs at your surprised face after flicking your forehead. “And you’re blind as well apparently,” he lets go, his hands now on your cheeks, holding you still in front of him. And in those nanoseconds before his lips sweetly lock with yours you realize that all you thought was untold between you two had actually been said so many times during the past ten years that it took an actual idiot and a blind one nonetheless not to see the signs as big as a sky on fire.

“Since when?” You ask later that night as you walk down the street, holding hands.

“Since you came to our school to check the entrance lists with your parents,” he reveals with a smile. “You were wearing a white dress with flower print and your ponytail was bouncing on your back. Man, you looked so pretty that day that I forgot how to breathe for a couple of seconds!”

“And now?” You smile, expecting.

“And now you’re so ugly that I feel like I need to take you or otherwise you’ll hypothetically be forever alone,” he sticks out his tongue as you punch him.

“You’re so hateful, Woo Taewoon, that I think I need to punch you in the face to remind you just how ugly you are,” you yell at him as you chase him, threateningly. “Come here, you brat!”

“Got you,” Taewoon dodges your fists, trapping you in between his arms. “You’ve always been beautiful,” he rests his forehead against yours. “Since that day onwards, there wasn’t anyone that could have compared to you. And you’re mine.”

“No,” you encircle his neck, “you are mine.”

lyrics by b1a4 | gif cr.

SLFL Tinley Park Soundcheck!

This is everything I could remember off the top of my head but I also took an audio recording during soundcheck so if I missed anything I’ll add it in later 😊

• They were all wearing shorts and hats & Michael and Luke had theirs on backwards (they looked so good holy shit)

• Calum and Ashton were twinning in the black world tour t-shirt and they both sat together on the platform on Calum’s side of the stage. 

• Luke was wearing one of Jack’s “Hemm” t-shirts and he sat on his platform in the middle of the stage. 

• Michael was barefoot lol he pulled the stool from the piano over to the edge of the stage and propped his feet up on the speakers and had his legs all spread open lmao he was straight chillin. he was super goofy and random and was in a really good mood :)

 • Calum looked sad or tired or something… he was super quiet the whole time and only talked a few times :( 

 • Michael was running from a bee on stage at one point and it was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen  lmao 😂 

• When they first came out on stage they introduced the song by saying it was a new one and then joked around about it being Free Bird haha but they played Girls Talk Boys. 

 • Q: favorite show of the NA tour so far?? of course they said hopefully Chicago would be their favorite after tonight. They talked about how amazing the tour has been and how much they always love the NA leg of the tour and they love playing all the outdoor amphitheaters. Luke said they come out every night & try to make each show better than the last one. 

• They recognized 2 girls wearing cheese hats from last tour lol. Ashton told them they had a “nice look” and that if they worked for a cheese company, they would be well known lol. When they introduced themselves they said they’re from Wisconsin and Michael was like “oh well now the cheese hats make sense, you didn’t tell us that last year! I thought you were just wearing a cheese hat for fun” hahaha and then Ashton was like “is that cheddar?” and then they ended up randomly talking about cheese lol  

Q: what song took the longest to write and perfect?  Ash joked that they haven’t perfected anything yet and they’re still working on it lol. Michael said Permanent Vacation and talked about writing it with Feldy and the Madden Brothers. Luke also said Airplanes was a tough one as far as the sound.  

• Q: favorite places to eat in Chicago? Luke said something about breakfast hash and they were trying to remember some place called the goat or something but they couldn’t remember what it was called lol. Michael went on a tangent about deep dish pizza for like 10 minutes lmao. He told a story about how last year when they were in Chicago they went out with friends and he had never eaten deep dish pizza before and he’s the type of person that will eat an entire pizza so he was like “yes one deep dish pizza for me please” 😂 and then everyone else did the same thing for some reason and before they knew it they had a whole table of pizza hahaha. He said he immediately regretted it because after one piece he felt sick but it’s the best pizza he’s ever had. 

• Ashton randomly asked if anyone’s ever eaten cheese before bed because if you do you’ll have the “craziest fucking nightmares” ever so he said we should test it out sometime by eating a whole cheese wheel before bed lmao 

• There was a girl there from Australia and after her question they said it was nice to hear the familiar accent because they miss it 

Q: the day they recorded the Teenage Dirtbag cover they said they actually recorded two songs that day, what was the other song? Michael said that was like 5 years ago and they couldn’t remember. Ashton said it was probably Justin Bieber or something lol 

• Q: do they ever miss the intimacy of playing small venues and being able to interact with the crowd more? they talked about this one for a long time. They said they prefer bigger venues and amphitheaters. They said they feel that they actually interact more with the crowd now at these bigger venues. Ashton said it’s basically a different way of performing because they’re working to make sure every single person feels close to them. Ashton and Luke said it would actually be really awkward to go back to playing like a 200 cap venue after being so used to playing big venues. They said it’s also become a safety thing now because they can’t imagine playing at a 200 cap venue because there would be people everywhere trying to get in and in the streets and stuff and they have to make sure no one gets hurt because people do get seriously hurt at concerts. Ash said the second someone gets too hurt is the second they have to stop playing for us so they’re just looking out for us. Then the girl asked if they remember security having to tell everyone to back up and Luke said he remembers one time in between songs they were telling him in his in-ears to ask everyone to move back and he was like “no I’m not gonna do that, that’s awkward as fuck” lmao. 

 • Michael randomly went on a rant about accents lol. He said he was just sitting there thinking while Ashton was talking and he was like “I’m just trying to imagine it from your perspective liking a band from Australia.” and then he was like “idk I just think it’d be so weird, like has anyone ever actually heard an Australian accent in real life?” 😂 They said they’re in America so much that they don’t even notice our accents anymore, it’s normal for them. 

 • Q: what song they would add to the setlist if they could? Someone yelled “Unpredictable” and Luke was mocking us and Ashton was like “hey don’t mock them!” lol then Luke literally said “that song sucks!” and basically that they’re never gonna play it 😂 

 • Luke said he’d pick songs like If You Don’t Know and Beside You. They said coming up with the setlist was hard because a lot of the songs on SGFG like Waste The Night, Vapor, JBH, Outer Space are slower songs that they think are meaningful and important to the set but adding more slow songs would make it drag on. 

 • Michael said during soundcheck they try to play songs that aren’t normally on the setlist to make it a special experience because they know everyone at soundcheck are the huge fans who know all their songs whereas the random dudes in the lawn at the show will only know She Looks So Perfect lol 

 • Ashton also said he misses Kiss Me Kiss Me and Luke said Out of My Limit, they also miss playing American Idiot and they joked around about Don’t Stop lol. Ashton said to this day his moms favorite song is still Gotta Get Out. 

• There was a girl there from Texas and Ashton goes “is this like close to you?” And she was like “ummm no” 😂 and her name was Faith and Michael said Faith and Hope are two of his favorite names. 

Q: what’s their favorite place; not like a city or a country necessarily but just a specific place where they just felt a connection with and feel at peace. Ashton said a place in New Zealand called Queenstown(?) is his favorite place in the world. He said he loves southern New Zealand because it’s so prehistoric and untouched by humans and it’s all nature and it’s beautiful. Michael said his favorite place is home :) he said there’s something magical about leaving and touring and being gone for such a long time and then being able to go home and be back in the suburbs where he grew up and be reminded of where he came from. HES SO CUTE. Ashton said when he’s home he likes to go back and listen to their old music because he can listen to it in a different way now and hear the story of where they’ve been and where they’re going and he can hear it more clearly now. they also said they loved their trip to Bali. 

• There were 3 girls and a dad dressed up as the 5SOS in the Don’t Stop video. The dad was dressed up as Ashton and his name was Dean and Michael loved him. He was like “wait why is the dad Ashton!?” 😂 and said his shirt should say daddy LMAO I died. Michael was like “hey can you hand the microphone to Dean?” And he goes “what do you want to know?” 😂 They asked him about Wisconsin (that’s where they were from) and how far away it is. Then Dean said Sydney and Melbourne are two of the popular places to go in Australia and asked what the third would be and Ashton said Adelaide because it’s more of a small town and not so much of a city. 

Q: what would the theme song to their lives be? They said the Friends theme song and Life Is A Highway and started singing it lol 

• A girl asked for advice about drumming at her first gig and Luke started joking around and was like “I have some great advice for this” and then he said “well you just gotta hit them really hard” lmao then Michael turned it over to Ashton and Ashton said it depends where she’s playing because if you go up there and drum like him and look all “80s as fuck” in front of a crowd of like 4 people you’ll look ridiculous haha. Michael said you just have to make good faces because that’s the key to drumming on stage and then him and Luke started mocking Ashton’s drumming faces 😂 Ashton basically said you just gotta go beast mode lol 

• Someone asked about their favorite music festivals and they talked about going to Lolla yesterday. Luke said he loved G-Eazy and J Cole. Michael said that was his first time going to something like that and like no one was wearing clothes so that was the first thing he noticed and Ashton was like “THAT WAS AWESOME” lmao and then Michael said G-Eazy’s set was ridiculous. Calum was like “yeah I was like oh G-Eazy is a cool name, and then I realized that’s his name because his real name is actually Gerald." 

• They got on the topic of white pants and Michael said a few years ago they were at a party and a guy walked in with white pants on and Ashton was like "never trust a guy in white pants” so Michael has lived by that rule ever since lmao. Luke said he would like to try to wear white pants sometime on stage and Michael was like “no you don’t! our thing is black skinny jeans.” And Ashton was like “yeah, stick to the marketing plan." 

• Ashton said his favorite music festival was Soundwave when he was younger because he was an emo kid and saw bands like Iron Maiden and Mayday Parade and he said it "fulfilled his emo dreams.” He talked about how he didn’t have tickets so he jumped the fence to get in and Luke was like “wow you’re so cool, we should hang out sometime.” lmao 

Q: what song of theirs is their favorite as far as the meaning behind it? they said Carry On. They talked about recording it at the beach and in a hotel room with Feldy and they loved it because most of the time they’re stuck in the studio trying to write. They talked about how insane it was that they made SGFG in only 10 weeks and had to take all of their experiences from all the places they’ve been and things they’ve done and try to get together with some of their friends in the studio to help write and produce the album in such a short amount of time. But they said they’re very proud of how it came out and they hope we love it. 

• At the end they said they had two options and let us vote by screaming so they let us pick between Catch Fire and If You Don’t Know and people screamed louder for IYDK so that’s what they played. :)

The craziest night of my life

So I had an actual insane night the other day and I want to share it. This is probably gonna be a long story so this is only if you have nothing better to do but laugh at me for the next five minutes. 

So the story starts when I’m getting ready to go on a date with this guy from tinder and his profile screams sugar daddy. His bio literally said “Date me cause your boyfriends broke.” So I’m like hell yeah POT date! And as I’m getting ready I’m like, hmm I wonder if my fellow sugar baby friend has been on a date with him. So I text her and she’s all like, DO NOT GO ON A DATE WITH HIM, HES SUCH  AN ASSHOLE. I was taken so off guard so I called her and I’m like wtf I’m leaving for our date in 20 minutes! And she tells me how they went on a date (to the same restaurant) and he was such a douche and tried to finger her in the restaurant, AND he’s not interested in sharing his wealth at all. So I’m like… well fuck its a free meal. LOL. So I go and of course he was such a douche. He was on the phone when I got to our table and he was on his phone for like half the date. The first thing he asked me was for my IQ score. And I was like… Um I don’t know? So he took that as me being stupid because I haven’t taken the test. He didn’t let me ask him any personal questions because he’s ‘too important to display his life to random people’. Like I asked if he had kids and he was like, “Thats not an appropriate first date question, is it?” And I was just like what the hell am I supposed to ask you on a first date then!? I could vent about that date all day but thats not the point of the story. 

So during the date I’m texting Blue and telling him how awful of a date I’m on (Yes we have a very open relationship). And he told me that he put his kids down to sleep and wanted me to come over for drinks. So I uber over to his house and we start drinking some vodka drinks on his patio. I’m telling him all about my awful date and how disrespected I felt, and he just kept making me drink after drink. And soon enough, I realize I’m kinda drunk. Actually, I’m really drunk. So we both decided that I shouldn’t spend the night cause I don’t want to cross that line with his kids so I uber back to my apartment.  And I finally made it back to my place after this crazy night and all I want do is smoke and go to sleep.

So I got to my cabinet where I hide my paraphernalia and realize ALL MY WEED IS GONE. My grinder, pipe, and like literally everything I have is GONE. So my first thought is that my apartment complex confiscated it because I requested a light bulb change and gave them access to enter my apartment when Im not there. FUCK. So I search my whole apartment and my stuff is no where. So I freak out and call my mom. Yes, I called my mom about my weed (keep in mind its midnight and I’m drunk af) and I’m all like “Mom someone stole my weed!” and freaking out on her and she’s just all like “calm down, the maintenance man probably took it knowing you can’t do anything about it, just buy more, go to sleep.” And I’m like, “Noooo mom that was my favorite pipe, I love that pipe, we had such good memories” and I’m spilling my guts to my mom. And I’m thinking I want to catch this guy who took my weed! There’s cameras in the hall! So I look in the hallway to see if there’s cameras in there, and theres some kid sitting at the end of the hallway looking at me like I’m crazy. 

So I finally accept that my weed is gone, and go sit on my couch and look over AND MY WEED AND EVERYTHING IS SITTING RIGHT THERE UNDER MY TV. So of course, I smoked a celebratory bowl lol. And as I’m chilling drunk and high af, I hear a knock on my door. And I’m all like OH SHIT ITS THE FUZZ (cause I’m faded). So I open the door… And it is the most attractive male I have ever seen in my life (that might be an exaggeration but everyone is the most attractive person you’ve ever seen when you’re as fucked up as I was). And I realize it was that kid that was sitting at the end of the hallway! And we have this conversation that goes like this…

Him: hey I locked myself out of my apartment

Me: oh that sucks, did you call the emergency number?

Him: yeah no ones answering.

And he totally knows I’m high cause I’m giggling at everything lol so I decided to just be upfront with him…

Me: hey do you smoke?

Him: yeah

Me: wanna come in and smoke a bowl?

Him: sure!

I SHIT YOU NOT IT SERIOUSLY WENT LIKE THAT. So he comes in and we smoke and get to know each other. We had to ask what each other’s names were like five times lol. And were totally vibing off of each other and the rest of the story is explicit😉 But long story short, were seeing each other tonight! So yeah, that was my crazy story about my crazy night. And that was the short version! lol

anonymous asked:

hi! so i wanted to ask you if you can analys BTS' members personality? i'm planning on writing a fanfic but i'm having troubles with describing the boys' personality. ((but if its too much for you to do all seven members, you can only do namjoon, yoongi, jin & taehyung)) i'll really appriciate your help! thanks beforehand c:

of course i can~ also jungkook’s analysis can be found right here!!!

1. seokjin - all of bangtan said that hes like “the parent” of em’ all which is so true. he has the ‘mother instinct’ embedded within him and its hella cute. when he feels thats theres something not right then he’ll pick up on it but he’s also an easy-going guy so he won’t force anyone to tell him anything, he’ll be patient and wait for them to be open about it. he’s an observer who doesnt put himself out there when meeting new people so it might be a little difficult to get to know him at first, almost as if he has a small wall built up but it won’t take long to knock it down. personal space is kind of a big deal to him as sometimes he needs to just gather his wondering thoughts and re-energize himself. hes a guy who when he feels confident then he’s hella confident and when he’s not so confident then he is most definitely not, there’s no in between. but instead of feeling down about it, he’ll make fun of it? i just noticed this recently actually. whenever he has to dance freestyle he just laughs about it and goes for it, no fucks are given. but deep down this is something he actually stresses over daily. but he has no time to stress over himself, he has to make sure the kids are okay!! mother instinct!!! but lately he’s starting to think of himself, hes asking hoseok and jimin to help him with dancing and he’s also asking jungkook and jimin to help him with his exercise so he can better himself :) the kids learn from him but he also learns a lot from his kids! 

2. namjoon - this guy, wow. i honestly think he is a really unique, special person tbh. on the outside he’s a simple guy, but on the inside he just has so so many things. namjoon is your typical next-door neighbour. if you just moved in next door and you don’t have any basic supplies and he somehow saw/heard that then he would share his own with you and then say “you know you’re welcome to come over anytime from now on right?” this is has to do with the leader streak he has because he is born to be a leader!!! another part of his leader streak is that he’s your “go-to” guy. want some advice? he’ll help you out. just want someone to talk to? yeah namjoon’s here. feeling down and feel like there’s no way out? here comes namjoon’s inspirational speech!!!  he’s also a guy that can always take a joke, even if it’s about himself he’ll laugh about it. he knows he’s not a good dancer at all and he’ll joke about it like seokjin haha but he would rather focus on his music producing then dancing!! he’ll also be the guy to put jokes on you but he’ll never go over-board with it. another really big thing about namjoon is that he has a loooot of thoughts. good thoughts or bad thoughts i’m not sure! but he thinks quite a lot especially when he’s having some “me time!” a way to know what he’s thinking is to read his lyrics because that’s namjoon’s way of venting out. i’m almost certain he has books full of lyrics just waiting to be produced!! because he’s the leader i’m sure he has plenty of stress but he doesn’t want to burden the members, especially the young kids so if anything he’ll go to seokin, yoongi and hoseok for advice when he’s desperate!! personally i just wanna talk to namjoon about anything and it’ll just be a relaxed atmosphere because he’s a pretty relaxed guy!!

3. yoongi - when you first meet yoongi he’s a closed book. there’s nothing else about it tbh. out of all the members he’d be the most difficult to become friends with because he’s so introverted. he doesn’t have many friends because he doesn’t want to go out a lot and he doesn’t feel comfortable in crowded places. his most favourite place in the world other than his bed is his studio. it’s like his safe little haven away from the world. he’s a guy who’s most productive at nighttime, more specifically from 12am-6am WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENS!! so you can say he’s a work-a-holic which kinda explains why he’s so ‘lazy’ as people say, but he’s not. i think he’s one of those people who just feels tired all the time and he doesn’t know what it’s like to not be tired :( in a way he’s kind of like namjoon, a guy who has many thoughts but he isn’t the type to talk for hours on end he’ll only say it if it’s necessary. bangtan has also said that whenever yoongi says anything he says it in a really intelligent way!! i’m a firm believer that yoongi has a sixth sense because he’s extremely aware of his surroundings. in the past bangtan has tried to prank him once or twice but he’s picked up on it straight away, so i don’t think surprised go well with him. basically he’s a closed book who can read other closed books. something that i admire about yoongi is that he’s the guy to stand up for himself and he’ll fight for what he wants. his parents didn’t approve of his lyrics and threw them in the bin and told him to only study. which he agreed to do but he wrote lyrics in secret which i admire so greatly because look at where is now :) yoongi also takes a lot of pride in his work, just watch him talk about “let me know” and you’ll see what i mean!! if you managed to get past closed book yoongi, then you’ll realize he’s a really genuine guy who might not always be there all the time but he really cares for the people who are closest to him. 

4. hoseok - an angel in disguise. that’s all. the end. no but seriously, he’s probably the most.. i don’t know i can’t actually find one word to perfectly describe hoseok. he’s just… him? you know? his personality is one of a kind and you won’t find a guy like him for while. the members have all said that when they’re feeling down they go to hoseok and they feel automatically energized. yeah that’s the word. he’s an energizer. he has the ability to lift everyone’s souls and spirits as high as the sky and i honestly don’t know how he does it. but this can also come at a price, because he’s so happy all the damn time and he makes everyone else happy, he wouldn’t have anyone to go to? if it makes sense? like what does he do when he’s feeling down? i feel as though he wouldn’t go to anyone when he’s feeling down which is quite heart-breaking for me :( he’s the guy who wouldn’t burden anyone with his feelings so he’ll go by himself and vent and his way of venting is to dance. which is what he did when the whole “kick jhope out of bts” went down. he went to the practice room and danced all night long. with that also, he still wears his heart on his sleeve. if something really good or really touching happens around him, then he’ll get a little emotional which is really cute!! along with all of this, he also nags a lot, but this is his way of showing that he really cares and he just wants the best for bangtan! one more thing i admire about hoseok is that is really really humble. if you go up to him and say “your the best dancer ever” or “you’re so amazing!” he’ll simply laugh and say “i’m no where near amazing but thank-you” even though he is the main dancer of bts, he’s never the guy to be cocky about it. all he sees is that there’s always room for improvement :)

5. taehyung - this guy is so so so complex like i don’t even know where to begin with him. how do you explain kim taehyung? well for one he is definitely a one in a million and you’ll probably never see someone like him again to be honest.  in his own special way, he’s really really creative by coming up with different ways to entertain himself and other people. seokjin has said a few times that he’d see taehyung doing chores by himself and he’ll act out a scene from a movie and play 5 different roles. yeah, that’s taehyung. he’s also really spontaneous with everything. if he wants to do something then he’ll do it without warning and it’ll be the most craziest thing ever. i wouldn’t say he’s someone that doesn’t care but if he’s to impersonate something, then he’ll do it 110% and he doesn’t mind if he looks like a total idiot. i think his goal in life is to make the people around him happy and if it means he looks like a fool, then he’ll happily do it!! but deep underneath all of this, is a serious side of tae and a good way to see that is to watch his live performances. more specifically THISSSS!!!! get ready to fall in love all over again ladies. music is something that he’s starting to take very seriously. for example when he did of cover of “someone like you”, he planned it all out and made it to suit him!! many people that taehyung might be oblivious to a lot of things but that is so not true. i really think he has a special way to connect with any sort of living thing such as: babies, kids, older people, animals, dogs etc etc! i don’t know how he does it, but he just can. so really, taehyung is just a very complex, but unique person who is quite difficult to explain, even the boys don’t quite understand him sometimes!!

6. jimin - if you look at jimin from my own perspective, he’s in layers. on top is a layer of confidence and sexiness, followed by a layer of cuteness and grease, a layer of his serious side and then a layer of his insecurities and if you look at it closely, it’s quite defined. to make it a little easier to understand, he’s a bit of seokjin, with some hoseok and a smidgen of jungkook. of course he is his own person though! on top is his confidence. i think it’s only been recently he’s had this confidence about himself, it took him a long time to accept himself and be like “yeah, i like the way i am” but he’s always always working to build it up even more whether is practicing or working out to feel better about himself! but deep down is his insecurities i think it’s something that is always there at the back of his mind and when someone criticizes him in some way, it lingers on his mind for ages. just like hoseok, the way he vents out his frustrations is to do things on his own like singing, dancing or working out etc etc. but he also has another way to vent out and that’s to talk with his best buddy taehyung. i honestly think taehyung is his rock and without him, he wouldn’t be where he is today!! bless you taehyung!! i don’t know if it’s something to do with busan guys but just like jungkook, he’s so so prideful. he will work and work and work just to be the best that he can be because to him being second place is not an option to him. along with this busan thing, is i think a temper? the members and also himself, has said that he has quite a temper and can get a little scary though. a thing that i really love about jimin is that he’s so loving. he has so so much love to give to everyone and it makes my heart swell o mfg. he isn’t afraid to tell anyone that he loves them or how lovely and beautiful us armies are. he’s just a really smooth talker who knows how to melt your heart. 

Words. Fate. & Accidents (Part 1) - One Word

(Narrator’s POV)

Josephine Reinhart was a genius. 

Being born from a family whose names were never once written in the History books nor found in any political or economic archives, nobody knew where she got her brains from or how she had miraculously managed to graduate college two years earlier than expected.

Her father was a suspense and thriller novelist in the US and had sold millions of copies of his books worldwide. Allan Reinhart: the New York Times bestselling author of the Don’t Trilogy: “Don’t Look Now”, “Don’t you Dare”, and “Don’t You Even Try”.  

Josephine always thought her father wrote the craziest stories and gave them the funniest titles. She had gotten her love for reading from him, but his thrillers don’t exactly fit her taste and she was more attuned to fantasies, romance, and adventure stories. She loved reading about heroes—heroines—in action and doing the impossible. She loved going on adventures through an unknown land or dimension; and she loved meeting new people from all over the world and from distant stars… to befriend them, and even fall in love with them.  All these she does just by reading books.

Just. By. Reading. Books.

In real life, Josephine was no heroine but more of a sidekick; she was a coward who’s afraid of taking risks and going against the flow; and she was not one to be social and had never once fallen in love or even been infatuated with any guy. The closest she got to having a thing with a boy was a blind date set up by her friend Marien in middle school, which turned out well…for Marien, since she was the one who ended up dating the guy.

But like any other person, Josephine had a dream. She wanted to travel the world, go on adventures, and break a few hearts here in there. She wanted to be free, to be bold and daring as those heroines in her books… but then reality strikes and she’s hurled back into her room, sulking as if her life has already ended when it should have just begun.

A girl like me can never be like that, she thought.

When Josephine graduated college, she made a promise to herself that things would be different. She didn’t only graduate with honors but two years earlier than her classmates. Maybe all those Friday night studying paid off after all.

Allan was so proud of his daughter that he didn’t even think twice not to grant her daughter’s wish to travel to Europe. He had immediately booked a flight, found a tour company who will take her around, and had given her a reasonable amount of pocket money for the trip. Josephine was ecstatic at the fact that she would be travelling to Europe; terrified at the fact that she was actually going to do it alone; and a little annoyed at the fact that her father seemed to be a little too excited for her. She knew she should just be happy for the opportunity but she couldn’t help but think that he was partly doing it so that he could get rid of her and have the house alone to work on his new novel… (which had a ridiculously weird pro tem title: “What’s Under the Bed, John?”)

A week later, Allan took Josephine to the airport early in the morning. She was on her way to London, the first stop in her tour.

“You ready, kiddo?” Allan said as he ruffled her hair.

“Dad!” she whined as she fixed her hair. Her blonde hair fell loosely on her back and she had thought about cutting it short—like pixie short— but never had the courage to do it. 

“Sorry.” He chuckled and then his face grew serious, surprising Josephine. “Dad? Are you—“ before she could finish her question, Allan had pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. “I’ll miss you, Josie.”

Josephine felt herself sigh at the sound of her nickname. He almost never calls her by her name and would rather stick with kiddo, bud, or other common terms meant to describe one’s offspring. “I’ll miss you too, Dad.”

“Be careful, okay? Call me if you need anything.”

Josephine nodded and saw her dad give out a sad smile. She rolled her eyes, “Dad it’s only two weeks. You won’t even notice that I’m gone. I’ll be back before you save a new file on your laptop.”

Allan feigned surprise as he covered his mouth, gasping. “That is not true, kid! I will think of you every second of everyday—“

“How’s the book coming?”

“Quite well, actually. I have these ideas for a new character and a new—“ Josephine playfully punched his arm, making him chuckle. “Kidding. No seriously, I’ll miss you.”

Josephine gave him one last hug and goodbye before grabbing her luggage and walking away. Heading towards Europe…

Heading towards her dreams.


(Josephine’s POV)

Two and a half weeks later

Home.

A word I had neglected for almost three weeks. I never thought time could fly by so fast. The tour practically whizzed by; leaving dust and smoke on its path, leaving me—urging me—to keep up. As I flip through my journal, ignoring the sites of Paris through the van’s tinted windows, I wondered if I had made the most of it.

The tour was amazing; don’t get me wrong. I was able to visit all the sites, which I’ve always wanted to see and more. It was a highly enlightening and educational experience and I’m glad to have gotten the opportunity. But I couldn’t get that nagging feeling at the back of my head that I was missing something.

The van came to a stop at the airport’s main gate a few minutes later, and I let out a sigh as I dragged myself off my seat and out of the car.

“Have a safe trip! Hope you enjoyed the tour!” the guide said, waving enthusiastically, his head jutting out of the passenger side window with a huge grin plastered on his face. I wonder if it hurts to smile all day like that, I thought as I returned his wave before making my way inside.

I walked towards the queue to get my luggage checked-in when someone bumped into me—hard, causing me to drop my book and passport.

“Hey!”

Mianhe!” A deep voice answered and I looked up to find a boy, probably about my age, staring at me with wide eyes. I shook my head, slightly annoyed as I crouch to pick up my stuff. Unfortunately, the boy was thinking of doing the same thing and we ended up bumping our heads against each other.

“Ow!” we said in unison. I winced as I held my forehead and was about to crouch down again, only to be stopped by strong hands on my upper arms. “No. Stay. I’ll get it.”

He picked up my book and passport, dusting it off like the airport floors were as filthy as the roads. As he was doing so, I finally got a good look at him. And boy was he a looker!

He had orange hair (yes, orange), sharp features, and heart-shaped lips. When he looked up at me, I saw deep-set eyes which seemed to look right through me and his gaze was both unnerving and beautiful that I couldn’t figure out whether to look away or stare right back at them.

But before I could even decide, he thrusts my stuff into my hands, and ran off to the nearest gate entrance. “Sorry again, pretty girl!” He yelled before disappearing into the crowd. I blushed at the comment and looked at the passport and book in my hand.

Did that just really happen?

~~~

“Ladies and gentleman, an important announcement.”

My head snapped up from my book at the familiar ding followed by the sound of a female voice. Having moved from one country to another had made me accustomed to these sounds and I immediately fixed my things, assuming that it’s probably an announcement that my flight will already be boarding.  

“Flight 112 to California is cancelled due to some technical discrepancies. We apologize for the inconvenience. Please approach the airport staff for assistance or questions regarding the delay.”

“WHAT?” I exclaimed.

This is just great. What am I going to do now?

~~~

I don’t know how long I sat there, my face buried in my hands. I had gone to the information center and they had relayed to me that the flight won’t be resuming any time soon since they’re having technical problems with the plane.  I nodded meekly as I took everything in but deep down, I was terrified. I’ve never been into these kinds of situations before and I had no idea what to do in the next few hours.

When I finally realized that moping wouldn’t do me any good, I decided to go to one of those airport convenience stores to buy some food since I didn’t have any breakfast; considering how early my flight was.

I made my way into the store, going straight to the drinks aisle to get myself a bottle of water. I didn’t bother getting one from the freezer since it was already so cold. Grabbing one from the shelf instead, I hummed to one of my favorite songs before moving to the snack bar. I was so immersed in the song, my steps following the upbeat tune, that I didn’t see the “Wet Floor” sign. The next thing I know, I slipped. A yelp came out of my mouth as I felt myself falling backwards.

I prepared myself for impact but it never came. Instead, I felt something snake around my waist, my back hitting something soft and strong, and a hand closing around my right wrist. My bottled water fell to the floor with a thump and everything seemed to happen in slow motion as I release a sigh of relief. I looked up and was met by wide eyes the color of chocolate brown. Words escaped me as I stared into them and I when I felt my heart quicken its pace, I realized that they were the same eyes I stared into this morning.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice deep, snapping me from my trance. “I’m—“ Suddenly realizing that I was still leaning onto him, I immediately straightened up and got myself back up on my own two feet.  “Fine. I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine.” He stated and I thought maybe I looked as red as I felt.

“I’m okay.” I nodded. “Thank you.”

The guy crouched down to retrieve the bottle I dropped. He handed it to me with a smile. “You dropped this.”

“Thanks.” I said, taking the bottle from him and trying not to stare at how pretty his smile was.

“Is this a habit of yours?” he suddenly asked. “Dropping things?”

I smirked at his remark, remembering our little incident early this morning. “Only when people bump into me like some crazy lunatic who’s late for his flight.”

The guy grinned, showing off a set of pearly whites. “What made you think I was late for my flight?”

“Why would anyone be running in an airport?”

“I don’t know, maybe to go use the bathroom?” I sniggered at his response. “Okay, whatever you say.”

“Oh and by the way, the problem is not the person who bumped into you…”

“No?”

He shook his head, “You just weren’t holding on to it tightly enough.”

“Oh so now it’s my fault?” I countered and crossed my arms. He shrugged and let out a little laugh, which I found incredibly cute. “Maybe yes, maybe no.”

“Is that a habit of yours? Being unsure?”

He shrugged again and this time I laughed. He bowed before reaching out his hand, “Annyeong, Kim Taehyung, imnida.”

“You’re Korean.” I blurted.

He nodded, “What gave me away?”

“Aside from the fact that you just greeted me in your native language?” I chuckled. “The accent… the bowing.” I pointed before taking his hand. “Josephine.”

“And you’re American.”

“What gave me away?”

“You didn’t bow.”

Ha.” I chuckled. “Nice.” I turned away from him and continued on to the snack bar.

Yah!”

I half-turned and found Taehyung catching up to me. “Yeah?”

“Just like that?” he shrugged with a frown. “You introduce yourself and then walk away?”

I shrugged, ignoring the way my stomach churned at the sight of him. “Shouldn’t I?” When he was standing in front of me, I tried not focus on how flawless his face was. “I wanted to apologize.”

“For what?”

“For bumping into you this morning.” He said then suddenly squinted his eye, giving me an inquisitive gaze. “You are the pretty girl I bumped into this morning, right?”

I was about to answer but he beat me to it. “No, I don’t think it was you. I think I’ve mistaken… You’ve gotten prettier.”

The comment made me blush and I prayed to God he didn’t notice. Well if he did, he didn’t show it. “It’s alright.”

“I owe you one.”

“You saved my life back there.” I pointed to the other aisle. “I should be owing you.”

“Nah.” He shrugged. “That was nothing.”

“Is that another habit of yours? Catching strangers who slipped on wet floors?”

“Only the pretty ones with nice smiles.” He winked and I blushed; thinking to myself if I was dreaming or not. Was he actually flirting with me?

“Are you okay?” I looked at him and saw concern filling his beautiful eyes. “You’re all red.”

“Oh!” good God! I ran a hand over my face and tried to suppress the grin that threatened to show. Why does he have to say things like that so bluntly? “Probably just the heat.”

“It’s the middle of autumn.”

“Exactly, the heat.” I nodded as I face palmed myself mentally. Stupid.

Taehyung laughed, which caught me off-guard. I never expected a giggle to come out from someone with such a deep voice. “I like you, Joey. You’re funny.”

Joey? I wanted to reprimand him for giving me such a nickname but the way he said it…the sound of it coming out from his mouth and the way his eyes lit and his smile brightened at the mention of it made me stop. I actually liked it when he called me by that name.

I started walking again and Taehyung followed. I tried not think about how closely he was walking beside me. He was a stranger and here I am talking to him, walking with him, like some old friend I haven’t seen in a long time. I stole glances at him, smiling every time I did. He was handsome, no doubt. But he also looked innocent and very childish. I saw it in the way his eyes wandered to the shelves; the way he stopped to read the labels, and the way his mouth (and eyes) would turn into an “o” whenever he saw something that interests him. He was quite fascinating to watch.

 As I was looking through some chips in the snack bar he started, “So what brings you here in Paris?”

“I’m actually on my way home but my flight got cancelled.”

“Same here!” he said. “Except, I missed my flight.”

“Ha! So you were late.”

“Fine, you got me.” He opened his arms with a smile and I shook my head. “So you probably booked another flight?”

He shrugged, “I should—“

“But?”

“I’m waiting for a sign.”

“What sign?” I said as I decided on getting the Wasabi chips.

He shrugged again and this time, I didn’t push for an answer. Somehow I felt I didn’t need to because I have been waiting for signs all my life and I still kept wondering when it would come.

I was paying at the cash register when Taehyung asked another question. “So what were you doing here?”

“Why, aren’t you a nosy one?” I teased.

“Can’t help it, you’re pretty interesting.”

“Well you’re kinda creepy.”

“Yeah?” he smirked. “That’s a good creepy right?”

“How is creepy good?”

“Creepy doesn’t always come with good looks.” He gave me a sly smile, biting his lower lip; a habit of his, which I’ve noticed. I tried not to smile but it was pretty hard when you’re talking with this boy. “Wow, you’re not only creepy. You’re arrogant too.”

“Aren’t I special?”

“Yeah…. special.” I rolled my eyes, knowing that his meaning of special was different from mine.

“I heard that.” He said and I laughed.

A real laugh.

~~~

Taehyung and I spent the next half hour talking as we sat ourselves at one of the waiting areas. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to converse with him. It’s like I’ve known him all my life and I wondered how on earth that was possible when I’ve only met him—accidentally. These things only happen in the books, right?

We were in the middle of talking about the tour I went to these past two weeks when an announcement was aired through the PA system. “Ladies and gentlemen, an important announcement for passengers of flight 112 to California. Your flight will be resuming tomorrow morning. Repeating the announcement—“

I groaned inwardly as I heard that my flight wasn’t due till tomorrow. I covered my face in my hands and prepared a speech in my head as to what I’m going to say to my dad.

A few moments later, I felt a poke on my arm and I looked up to see Taehyung giving me an encouraging smile. “Hey… it’s okay.”

“It’s not, really.” I sighed. “I was supposed to go home.”

“Adamant at leaving me already?” he mocked a hurt expression, placing a hand over his heart. “Ouch.”

I shoved him lightly, “It’s not that… its just…. I don’t really know what to do from here. I’m just gonna wait? Sleep here till morning?”

There was silence and I could almost feel him shrugging beside me, since that’s what I assumed he would do. But to my surprise, he did something completely different.

“Let’s go out.”

I snapped my attention back to him, “Huh?”

“Let’s go out.” He repeated, standing up from his seat. “Let’s go around Paris. For one day… what do you say?” he grinned, spreading his arms wide as if he was some guide about to start a full day tour around the City of Love.

I gave him an “are-you-serious” mixed with an “are-you-crazy” look. “What?!”

He sighed, “If I have to repeat this one more time—“

“I heard you, Tae—“ I closed my mouth at the sudden nickname I just called him. When did I start calling him Tae? I looked up at him shyly but he didn’t seem to notice. It was like I’ve called him that ever since. “Come on, Joey. It’ll be fun!”

“I don’t know…”

“Scared?” he challenged.

“Yes.” I said a matter of fact. “Don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I hardly know you. What if you turn out to be a drug dealer—“

“A drug dealer?!”

“Or someone who kidnaps and sells girls—“

“What the hell—?”

“—or a serial killer!”

“Seriously, Joey?” He gave her a judging stare. “Do I look like I do those things for a living?” No, I wanted to say. You look like one of those Prince charming’s in my books who sweeps the girl off her feet every time.

I shrugged, “You can never know how people are these days. It’s hard to trust anyone.”

“I’m not asking you to trust me.” He said as he placed his hands in his pockets. “I’m asking you to take the risk.”

“You’re making this sound like some Fear Factor challenge.” I groaned, making him laugh.

“What’s the difference really? A foreign country… an incredibly handsome guy asking you to go to spend the day with him on the most romantic city in the world—“

“Oh wow. That does sound tempting” I said sarcastically, though I was already getting psyched on the inside. A day in Paris. With him? It’s all so surreal!

“Come on, Joey! It’s Paris! Everyone would kill to visit this place.”

“I’ve already seen it.”

“But I bet you haven’t seen it my way.” He gave me a pointed look, and something in his eyes made me shiver. “Well I—“

“Spend the day with me, Joey.” He said, his eyes focusing on me; his voice dipping lower, like we were sharing a secret. “Come see Paris, my way.”

I looked at him and a million thoughts ran through my head like it was rush hour in there. It was a bad idea and I knew it. Why would I agree to go out with a guy I just met? Who knew? Maybe he turns out to be a kidnapper or something?

But looking into his eyes, I saw something special which stirred a weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. A good feeling. It’s like, as cliché as it sounds, my mind says no while my heart says…

No. I shouldn’t. The real me wouldn’t go on an adventure in Paris, France with a guy I hardly knew. The real me would be calling my dad, telling him that my flight got cancelled. The real me would be thinking rationally and planning whatever it is I would have to do till the next day.

But then there was Taehyung and his deep-set gaze, his heart-shaped smile, and his genuine laughs. I don’t know why, but something about him made me want to go… made me want to take the risk.

 I sighed and looked at the book, sitting comfortably atop all my stuff in my backpack. I should just sit here and read it, I thought. That way I can start on a new book.

But to my surprise I do something entirely different.

I say yes. 

to be continued…

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bellamesclarke  asked:

Hi! I've had a gross day and I'm currently in a fic dry spell. Do you have any (preferably long) fics you could reccomend me? :)

Aww sweetheart. *snuggles you* Dammit, I am the worst for fic recs. But let me see what I have by way of long.

Hurt Me (to Heal Me) by SushiOwl

Stiles likes his job, he does. It’s just that his boss is an asshole. Stiles has been working for Hale and Associates for a while now, and he’s learned to take Mr Hale’s treatment of him with a grain of salt. They’re coexisting, more or less. Stiles puts thought of his boss out of his head when he heads to a BDSM club called The Menagerie for the first time. It’s a nice night, everything is going well, but everything changes when he sees his boss there.

There is a Brotherhood by minusoneday

So far, college has taught Stiles three things:

1) Eight am classes are cruel and unusual and should be avoided at all costs, even if it means having to enroll in something truly hideous instead, like Econ 101.

2) Dorm security is just as tight as Stiles’ orientation leader had promised it would be, and the dude guarding Scott’s dorm in particular does not respond well to bribes.

3) Mrs. McCall clearly had no clue what she was talking about when she’d insisted that Scott and Stiles needed to branch out and room with strangers, so it’s all her fault that Scott ended up with a total dick of a roommate and Stiles got stuck all the way across campus with some guy who has a girlfriend two towns over and is thus never around.

Or, the one where pledge brothers Stiles and Scott start a prank war with Derek Hale’s fraternity.

Special Collections by hannah_baker

Stiles Stilinski is a senior in college working on his thesis. Derek Hale is the grumpy (though inhumanely attractive) special collections librarian. All they needed was a common interest to spark a friendship that becomes more than either of the bargained for.

I Can Read You Like a Book (One That’s Written in Another Language) bykyrene

This story begins with a little boy asking an older boy to read him a book in the library, but that’s not where it ends.

Derek stared down at the little face lifted up to meet his gaze. This kid had Cora all beat in the so-cute-you-wanted-to-pinch-their-rosy-cheeks sweepstakes, and Derek discovered to his distress that he was helpless in the face of his heart-felt request.

“Okay,” he grunted, with an eye roll so that the boy knew this was putting him out. “Just this one book, though.”

Caged Humanity by Ember

The other factors sounded like complete bullshit. Like about Companions having certain dispositions for submission, and a personality built around wanting to please. Fuck that, Stiles was a strong independent man who didn’t need no wolf. Submitting was straight up taught in classes. Don’t talk back, try to reason not argue, never run away when your Mate was in heat. Mate? More like owner. There was a reason Companions were called pets. God Stiles hated it all, the hypocrisy. It was an honor? More like a life sentence.

An AU where werewolves are given humans as pets called Companions, and a very begrudging Stiles is taken in by Derek Hale, much to both their displeasure. And then pleasure. Very, very sexual pleasure.

Be the Life of the Party by Mimiminaj

His father’s face suddenly turned serious again.

“He is twenty four though, son. I don’t care if his smile shits rainbows and his laugh births puppies. You are his employee. It would be bad to cross those lines during your first job. Or ever.”

Stiles’ face hit the table.

“I hate my life,” he moaned.

Scott laughed cheerfully. “Don’t worry sheriff! It sounds to me like the entire cinema staff feels the same. Stiles doesn’t stand a chance with Derek!”

“Scratch that,” Stiles mumbled into the wood. “I hate you two more.”

Or – Stiles starts working at the movie theater. His boss is Derek.

I Feel We’re Close Enough by samann98

Derek’s two friends share a look and even Boyd can’t muster up the strength to deal with his pathetic attempt at denial. “Come on now, Derek, seriously? We know about you and Stiles.”

“Yeah, we know you two are fuck buddies,” Erica adds with a smirk, and Derek buries his head in his hands.

“That’s not exactly the terminology I would use,” he murmurs, his whole face burning with embarrassment.

“How else would you describe having sex with your best friend who has no clue you’re in love with him?” Boyd asks, actually sounding curious about his answer.

Derek lifts his head, opens his mouth to reply, but only ends up making a few ridiculous noises that can’t pass for actual words. When Derek finally just throws his hands up in defeat, admitting, “Okay, fine, that’s exactly how you’d describe it,” Erica and Boyd shake their heads at him.

Or the one in which Derek and Stiles are childhood friends, their freshman year of high school Derek makes the craziest suggestion ever, and four years later Stiles decides to take him up on it.

Talk Geeky to Me by stilesanderek (minxxx)

Derek and Stiles are the most typical combo of nerd plus geek two teenage boys could be; and as stereotypical as they could ever get, they’re each other’s only friend. That usually doesn’t bother Stiles much, Derek is the best best friend he could ever hope to have, but sometimes when he thinks about his fate of possibly not having his first kiss until college, he starts wishing he had a few more friends–or at least more people who were a bit more interested in him other than when they need to copy his notes.

In a fit of curiosity about how kissing feels like, Stiles proposes Derek that they each be the other’s first kiss–strictly platonic, of course. But afterwards, Stiles can’t stop noticing how hot Derek is, can’t stop thinking about kissing and touching him.

OR

The five times Derek and Stiles “fake” kiss and one time they take things further.

Love Comes in Spurts by talktowater

Stiles has always had sort of a hero worship thing going on with Scott’s step-brother Derek so moving into a house with him freshman year was basically fulfilling a childhood fantasy. Discovering how Derek was putting himself through college, well that was a whole other fantasy that Stiles didn’t even know he had.

I Might Be A Fool by prettylittlementirosa

The thing about Stiles, though, is that for him, turned on and angry are not mutually exclusive feelings. He may be painfully hard but that doesn’t mean he’s not also ready to strangle Derek for having the audacity to act like this is something that’s happening to him, not something that is almost entirely his fault. So when Derek let’s out what must be his hundredth long-suffering sigh, Stiles snaps.

(or the one that was supposed to be a GRΣΣK AU but is mostly just a study in the gratuitous and inconsistent use of punctuation)

I’m A Believer by LittleLynn

Stiles’ one night stand turns out to be a lot more than he bargained for. Not that he minds, like, at all.

anonymous asked:

Hux being in the canon universe where he and Kylo absolutey hate each other with passion. And then waking up in an alternate universe and realizing here a lot of time has passed, and not only is snoke dead but he is emperor. And apperantly happily married to a heavily pregnant Kylo carrying his child. So Hux is totally freaking out trying to figure out how to get back home but after a few days starts enjoying this different life and such. Also the other hux freaking out bc canon Kylo hates him.

‘So you’re pregnant with my child?’

‘Yes.’

‘And we are married?’

‘Yes.’

‘And I am the ruler of the whole Galaxy?’

‘Yes. . . have you bumped your head again?’

‘Again? What- no! No, I haven’t. It’s just- …Starkiller. How many months has it been since it’s destruction?’

The new Kylo looks at him weirdly. ‘Starkiller? Well, we haven’t talked about that in the best part of two years…Has something happened? You’re acting weird.’

He was the one acting weird? In any other sane universe, if he woke up beside Kylo, the Dark Jedi would have no second thoughts as to literally kicking him out of it.

‘I’m sorry, forgive my short memory. I’ve just had a terrible dream and fell as though I’m still in it.’

Kylo looked sympathetic. Which was strange, the man never showed any consolation for him other then the brief snarl. But he was enjoying seeing the bright smile that Kylo had to offer him.

‘Would it help if you told me about your dream?’ he asked, reaching for Hux’s hand and he gladly offered it to him.

‘It might,’ he replied, slowly caressing the hand in his own. He rather liked the touch of if, it seemed Kylo’s hands had been gifted with such smoothness, it was rather like dipping one’s hand into several sheets of the finest silks the Galaxy had to offer. In other words, his hands weren’t as rough and coarse as Hux had imagined for a man who often help the hilt of a ragged weapon.

He quickly continued, ‘I’d woke up in the craziest of dimensions. We were still at war and Snoke still had his reigns on you. And we… we hated each other. Despised, actually. If I’d woke up in your bed you’d gladly kicked me out of it.’

‘That doesn’t sound too pleasant,’ Kylo looked rather upset about it. ‘And we weren’t married?’

Hux shook his head. ‘No. And neither was this babe swelling your stomach so sweetly, my dear. Aren’t I glad it was just a dream?’

‘You dreamt of what’s in the past,’ Kylo told him. So that meant all this was his future? Would his Kylo really let all this happen? Compared to this complete haven  his life with Kylo was a complete dystopia,  he’s even go so far as to calling it a certain death penalty.

He leaned forward and rested one hand on the Kylo’s bump, keeping the other safe and intertwined with the soft hand that still held it.

‘Tell me again,’ he said with a smile small, ‘how did I conquer the mighty Snoke?’

And as Kylo started the story he decided more and more that he really didn’t want t leave.

When Kylo woke up disgruntled and annoyed, he found a familiar red haired and snoring ass in the bed beside him.

‘Hux, seriously, get the fuck out of my room before I kill you,’ he groaned against his pillow.

Though Hux stirred he wasn’t awake, he simply murmured something incoherent and then fell back into a deep sleep.

Kylo sat up. ‘Hux! Get. Out.’

He pushed him but with a futile attempt to wake him. Hux simply moved his arm and wrapped it around Kylo’s waist, nuzzling his face into the stomach of his vest. Kylo watched him for a moment, confused as to why he was suddenly so domestic.

‘Hux-’

‘..Baby,’ Hux whined, ‘I’m trying to sleep…’

And with that, Kylo erupted with anger.

It may have not been the first time he’d sent Hux flying halfway across the room, but for the man who was currently upside down against his wall, it had to be. He screamed and Kylo was sure he’d heard a few bones crack as he hit the ground. Though, Hux being Hux, didn’t even react to the pain of his obviously broken bones. In fact, he didn’t even look angry.

‘Ben…’ he cried. The name made Kylo jump from his bed. Hux would never be so stupid as to let something so confined slip so easily.

‘What the fuck did you just call me?’ he asked angrily and walked toward the man who sat tiredly on the floor, barely able to keep himself up.

‘I called you Ben,’ he said simply. ‘You said you wanted to be called that now.’

‘I would never say that!’ He caught him by the scruff of the neck and the man looked terrified.

‘B-Ben…why are you doing this?’ His gaze fell to the flat of Kylo’s stomach. ‘And… what happened to our baby?’

‘Our baby!?’ He threw him back onto the ground. ‘I wouldn’t ever lower myself to let you spill inside me.’

Hux, or at least who Kylo thought was Hux, watched him in horror as he recoiled and retreated back to his bed.

‘But- our wedding night, my dear. Can’t you remember a thing?’ he asked.

Kylo really believed he’d gone mad. ‘Our wedding night!? We are not married, Hux. I will never have your baby and did you just call me ‘my dear’? Are you sick?’

‘N-no, I am not sick. I just don’t understand. We have a kingdom Ben, you and I rule as one and we were to have an heir very soon,’ he said sadly.

Suddenly, he was beside Kylo again, reaching out for his hands but he was declined.

‘I don’t know where you come from, sir, but I don’t love Hux. And our monarch is still and always will be Supreme Leader Snoke,’ Kylo told him.

‘Snoke is alive?’ he asked.

‘….yes.’

‘A-and you don’t love me?’

‘No-…no I don’t.’

‘Oh. Well, forgive me for ever bothering you then.’

The door opened and Hux stepped outside without even a cloth to cover his skin. Kylo sighed as he reached over and dragged him back inside.

‘I don’t know who you are but if you’re going to pull off being Hux then you might as well dress like him,’ he quickly scourged through piles of neatly folded clothes and found some of Hux’s old uniforms. ‘Here.’

Hux, or not Hux, smiled widely, ‘Thank you, my dear.’

Kylo glared at him.

Five Minutes With... Sam Heughan

When it comes to guilty pleasures, we’ve got our fair share: donuts, bowls of pasta as big as our head, a glass of orange wine on a Friday afternoon. But no guilty pleasure is as guilty - or, indeed, as pleasurable - as Outlander. The sumptuous melodrama follows a feisty 1940s’ feminist who is hurled back in time to rebellion-era Scotland when she touches some magic rocks. Once in the wilds of the North, she stumbles upon the softly-spoken, kilt-wearing gentle giant Jamie, and lots of steamy, sexy sex ensues. All with a steadfast and resolute focus on female pleasure. It’s not only rare when it comes to television, but downright applause worthy. What’s not to love?

The show is pretty much our favourite thing to binge-watch, and it’s thanks in no small part to this man: Sam Heughan, who selflessly spends most of the series shirtless for your viewing pleasure. (His bottom trended on Twitter after Outlander’s climactic - ahem, pun intended - episode 10 when Claire and Jamie first consummated their union.) We sat down with the man making television so, so great to find out a little bit more about the new season.

MARIE CLAIRE: Is this your first time in Australia? 


SAM HEUGHAN: It is. I have had an amazing time. It’s such a beautiful… [Pulls a face] It’s so sunny I want to be outside! [Laughs] But it’s been amazing. We’ve had two days off, so when we landed we went to a rugby game. Then I went to Bondi, Manly cove [and] up the Bridge. It’s been great.

MC: And have you tried Vegemite?


SH: Yes, I had Vegemite on TV yesterday. I loved it. I really like it. Anything on toast is good though.

MC: The fans of this show are legendary. Is that something you had ever encountered before? 


SH: No I had never encountered anything like this. What’s surprising is that we have been to America and we’ve been in Europe and the fact that the fans over here are just as enthusiastic about the show [is amazing]. We had an event last night and they all turned up and they were all wearing some piece of tartan and they were really into it and it’s crazy to think that the show has that far of a reach.

MC: What’s the craziest thing a fan has done to get your attention?


SH: I probably can’t say, because I think it’s a bit embarrassing. But they’re great, they generally are very, very well-meaning and very supportive of everything we do. And some time it might go a little too enthusiastic, but they’re also self policing as well and they have a great community of support for each other.

MC: A lot of people - ED’S NOTE: Ahem, marie claire staffers included - love the fact that the sex is so feminist and realistic in the show. How important was that going in? 


SH: The show is from the point of view of a woman so therefore we see it from her eyes. Myself and Caitriona [Balfe, who plays Claire] are very aware of what we do and why are we doing it. We don’t want it to just be some explicit, pornographic thing on television. We want it to have a meaning and move the characters forward and show something about their relationship.

MC: What can fans expect in the bedroom in season 2? 


SH: I think they’re going to be surprised actually. Very surprised.

MC: Pleasantly? 


SH: I don’t know.You know, at the end of season one Jamie has a great trauma happen to him, so he’s still suffering mentally and physically and Claire’s now pregnant. So they’re not the young lovers that have fallen for each other for the first time. They’re grown up and have a grown up relationship with all of its intricate details and that will be reflected in the bedroom.

MC: There’s a ninth book coming this year. How abreast are you of where Jamie’s story arc goes? 


SH: I think she’s getting there. From what I hear. She um, she allows us the odd bit of information. I know what happens to Jamie in the end of the series. We do talk a lot and she does give us little insights into our characters. If we ever have any questions or anything really she’s a great source of material and she’s helped me and Caitriona in lots of ways.

MC: You and your co-star Caitriona Balfe are very close. What’s the best and worst thing about that?


SH: The best is that it’s reflected in the show. We go to know each other well in the first season and developed this bond and this trust. I think it’s great to be able to share the journey with someone. The worst… Now what could be the worst thing… I think recently we’ve had people discussing our personal life and whether we were in a relationship and it’s almost a shame that that has to be discussed because we’re just doing our job. I don’t know what other job you do where you have to discuss your personal life or relationship with a co-worker. It’s very strange.

MC:Do you guys make a point of not talking about it when asked? 


SH: For a while. I mean we were asked in every interview and we were quite candid about it. I felt like we should just not discuss it at all but she wanted to make it clear and I think that’s totally fair. Um. I don’t know. Part of me thinks it breaks the spell. And the other part of me says we should just be honest about it and make it clear but then, you know… I don’t think it matters.

MC: On a scale of 1-10 how great is it as a Scot to wear a kilt everyday to work? 


SH: 10.

MC: Are you very Scottish? 


SH: I would say I’m an honorary scot. I’m from the borders, My mum is English, I don’t have the strongest accent. But I’ve certainly fallen in love with my country and the many facets that make it up and the history of it. And now staunchly proud of it and the history of Scotland and its culture. It’s great to be able to film there and bring our culture to the rest of the world. My responsibility is to make sure that we are as authentic as possible.

MC: There are so many raunchy costume dramas at the moment, from Outlander to Game of Thrones and Poldark. What do you think is the appeal for audiences? 


SH: Things that are based on books are always very rewarding. I guess people like epic drama because they can commit to it and grow with these characters and learn more about them. I think Outlander is very different to the others. Game of Thrones is an epic fantasy, Outlander isn’t. I think Scotland is part of the appeal of Outlander, certainly. Poldark I haven’t seen. But Aidan Turner is probably the drawcard there.

[Laughs]
MC: So what do you like to watch, of an evening? 


SH: A documentary. Love a good doco. Love ‘em.

MC: Like nature documentaries? [ED’s NOTE: Could you seriously not come up with any other kind of documentary? HRY: Nope. Just not a doco kinda gal.]


SH: Nature’s alright. Anything factual, anything real. I’m finding it harder and harder to find something to watch. I do watch a lot of American TV shows and dramas, but, especially when it comes to books, I find myself drawn to factual stuff. It’s just as exciting and in fact even more so because it’s real.

MC:Are you a binge watcher or an episode-a-week kinda guy? 


SH: Binge.

MC: What is your advice to people suffering from the Droughtlander? 


SH: Well they haven’t got long left now. They’ve got this far. Don’t give up. Don’t lose heart. Be prepared. It’s going to be different. Drink some red wine, because it’s [set in] France. Eat some cheese.

MC: How would you describe the series in three words? 


SH: Poisonous. Political. Two ps I need another P… Purpose. Does that work? [Laughs]

Outlander season 2 will air on Foxtel’s SoHo Sundays at 8.30PM from April 10

(via Marie Claire Australia on Tumblr)

*Might be a bit hard to read w/the format as the html doesn’t copy and paste on the app and I’m too lazy to edit it much. I bolded a few things that stood out to me*

Oz Comic Con - April 13th, 2014 (Sun) - part one

As complete a summary as I can be bothered with of Benedict Cumberbatch at the Oz Comic Con Sydney event (Sunday April 13th, 2014). Some parts have been paraphrased and others left out completely, so don’t take it as gospel, more as generally what went down.

Q&A: BC appears on stage holding his iPhone up to the microphone and dancing around. Crowd goes wild.

“Now that… is a legal bit of dancing that you’ve just heard [sic]”. Which is his way of bringing up the fact that he’s actually quite annoyed (I think) over the organisers’ showing of the video intercutting Tom Hiddleston’s dancing with his own “Thriller” moves. He explains the background, which is that footage was essentially hacked from Olivia’s page, at which people laugh and cheer, to which he’s all “no, boo, boo”.

1. How did he prepare to play James in Third Star? Aww. He talked to the UK Rhabdomyosarcoma cancer society, since it was what James suffered from, he met a few people who had cancer at the time, he talked to Vaughn (the screenwriter) who based some of it on a friend of his. He couldn’t do anything with his hair because he was about to play Sherlock! So he lost a lot of weight, went swimming in the ocean, ran around a lot, ate less - at this point someone brings him a glass of wine, which gets a cheer - for at least two weeks. Says nice things about JJ (yay!), that they all influenced the film because Hattie was a first-time director, he tried to help and guide her with his own work, and JJ especially helped her and he (JJ) would make a good director. Amazing story, amazing setting.

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Five Minutes With... Sam Heughan

Sam Heughan as Jamie with co-star Caitriona Balfe as Claire in season one of Outlander

When it comes to guilty pleasures, we’ve got our fair share: donuts, bowls of pasta as big as our head, a glass of orange wine on a Friday afternoon. But no guilty pleasure is as guilty - or, indeed, as pleasurable - as Outlander. The sumptuous melodrama follows a feisty 1940s’ feminist who is hurled back in time to rebellion-era Scotland when she touches some magic rocks. Once in the wilds of the North, she stumbles upon the softly-spoken, kilt-wearing gentle giant Jamie, and lots of steamy, sexy sex ensues. All with a steadfast and resolute focus on female pleasure. It’s not only rare when it comes to television, but downright applause worthy. What’s not to love?

The show is pretty much our favourite thing to binge-watch, and it’s thanks in no small part to this man: Sam Heughan, who selflessly spends most of the series shirtless for your viewing pleasure. (His bottom trended on Twitter after Outlander’s climactic - ahem, pun intended - episode seven when Claire and Jamie first consummated their union.) We sat down with the man making television so, so great to find out a little bit more about the new season.

MARIE CLAIRE: Is this your first time in Australia?
SAM HEUGHAN: It is. I have had an amazing time. It’s such a beautiful… [Pulls a face] It’s so sunny I want to be outside! [Laughs] But it’s been amazing. We’ve had two days off, so when we landed we went to a rugby game. Then I went to Bondi, Manly cove [and] up the Bridge. It’s been great.

MC: And have you tried Vegemite?
SH: Yes, I had Vegemite on TV yesterday. I loved it. I really like it. Anything on toast is good though.

MC: The fans of this show are legendary. Is that something you had ever encountered before?
SH: No I had never encountered anything like this. What’s surprising is that we have been to America and we’ve been in Europe and the fact that the fans over here are just as enthusiastic about the show [is amazing]. We had an event last night and they all turned up and they were all wearing some piece of tartan and they were really into it and it’s crazy to think that the show has that far of a reach.

MC: What’s the craziest thing a fan has done to get your attention?
SH: I probably can’t say, because I think it’s a bit embarrassing. But they’re great, they generally are very, very well-meaning and very supportive of everything we do. And some time it might go a little too enthusiastic, but they’re also self policing as well and they have a great community of support for each other.

MC: A lot of people - ED’S NOTE: Ahem, marie claire staffers included - love the fact that the sex is so feminist and realistic in the show. How important was that going in?
SH: The show is from the point of view of a woman so therefore we see it from her eyes. Myself and Caitriona [Balfe, who plays Claire] are very aware of what we do and why are we doing it. We don’t want it to just be some explicit, pornographic thing on television. We want it to have a meaning and move the characters forward and show something about their relationship.

MC: What can fans expect in the bedroom in season 2?
SH: I think they’re going to be surprised actually. Very surprised.

MC: Pleasantly?
SH: I don’t know. You know, at the end of season one Jamie has a great trauma happen to him, so he’s still suffering mentally and physically and Claire’s now pregnant. So they’re not the young lovers that have fallen for each other for the first time. They’re grown up and have a grown up relationship with all of its intricate details and that will be reflected in the bedroom.

Sam Heughan as Jamie in a still from season 2 of Outlander

MC: There’s a ninth book coming very soon. How abreast are you of where Jamie’s story arc goes?
SH: I think she’s getting there. From what I hear. She allows us the odd bit of information. I know what happens to Jamie in the end of the series. We do talk a lot and she does give us little insights into our characters. If we ever have any questions or anything really she’s a great source of material and she’s helped me and Caitriona in lots of ways.

MC: You and your co-star Caitriona Balfe are very close. What’s the best and worst thing about that?
SH: The best is that it’s reflected in the show. We go to know each other well in the first season and developed this bond and this trust. I think it’s great to be able to share the journey with someone. The worst… Now what could be the worst thing… I think recently we’ve had people discussing our personal life and whether we were in a relationship and it’s almost a shame that that has to be discussed because we’re just doing our job. I don’t know what other job you do where you have to discuss your personal life or relationship with a co-worker. It’s very strange.

MC: Do you guys make a point of not talking about it when asked?
SH: For a while. I mean we were asked in every interview and we were quite candid about it. I felt like we should just not discuss it at all but she wanted to make it clear and I think that’s totally fair. I don’t know. Part of me thinks it breaks the spell. And the other part of me says we should just be honest about it and make it clear but then, you know… I don’t think it matters.

MC: On a scale of 1-10 how great is it as a Scot to wear a kilt everyday to work?
SH: 10.

MC: Are you very Scottish?
SH: I would say I’m an honorary scot. I’m from the borders, My mum is English, I don’t have the strongest accent. But I’ve certainly fallen in love with my country and the many facets that make it up and the history of it. And now staunchly proud of it and the history of Scotland and its culture. It’s great to be able to film there and bring our culture to the rest of the world. My responsibility is to make sure that we are as authentic as possible.

MC: There are so many raunchy costume dramas at the moment, from Outlander to Game of Thrones and Poldark. What do you think is the appeal for audiences?
SH: Things that are based on books are always very rewarding. I guess people like epic drama because they can commit to it and grow with these characters and learn more about them. I think Outlander is very different to the others. Game of Thrones is an epic fantasy, Outlander isn’t. I think Scotland is part of the appeal of Outlander, certainly. Poldark I haven’t seen. But Aidan Turner is probably the drawcard there. [Laughs]

MC: So what do you like to watch, of an evening?
SH: A documentary. Love a good doco. Love ‘em.

MC: Like nature documentaries? [ED’s NOTE: Could you seriously not come up with any other kind of documentary? HRY: Nope. Just not a doco kinda gal.]
SH: Nature’s alright. Anything factual, anything real. I’m finding it harder and harder to find something to watch. I do watch a lot of American TV shows and dramas, but, especially when it comes to books, I find myself drawn to factual stuff. It’s just as exciting and in fact even more so because it’s real.

MC: Are you a binge watcher or an episode-a-week kinda guy?
SH: Binge.

MC: What is your advice to people suffering from the Droughtlander?
SH: Well they haven’t got long left now. They’ve got this far. Don’t give up. Don’t lose heart. Be prepared. It’s going to be different. Drink some red wine, because it’s [set in] France. Eat some cheese.

MC: How would you describe the series in three words?
SH: Poisonous. Political. Two Ps I need another P… Purpose. Does that work? [Laughs]

Outlander season 2 will air on Foxtel’s SoHo Sundays at 8.30PM from April 10

Not Another Party Fic Chapter 5

Hey everyone, this is the very last chapter. It was actually pretty hard to write, which is why I haven’t updated in a few days. But thanks so much for reading it, and if anyone has any ideas about more stories, or wants to hear about mine, or just wants to talk about faking it, tell me! I’d love to hear it. :)

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to the people who have stolen my heart ;;

It’s been a long as fuck time since I’ve made one of these. I’ve made a lot of changes to my blog and I’ve made a ridiculous amount of friends on here. Without the people here, I don’t think Scott or I would be who we are. So for that I thank each and every one of you.

       { please note: even if you’re not here it doesn’t mean I don’t love you, it probably means
             we haven’t interacted so come at me! I promise I don’t bite…hard. }

Sorry for the length, tumblr won’t let me read more because picture post.

the pack ;;

scarfandsasswolf - Even though you live on upirxsm right now, you are forever my Isaac. It probably doesn’t hurt that you give me real life kisses every day. I love you so much and I’m so grateful to have you. This is unnecessary because you know all of these things but you’re the best boyfriend ever, ok?

nowolfpowers / sellmeanocean - The Stiles to my Scott. My best friend. In the few short months we’ve known each other we’ve laughed and cried and throw amazing emotions at each other. You’ve held my hand through break downs and I’ve held yours through the same. Two halves of a whole. I appreciate you more than words can say. But you know that too. also thanks for the graphic duh <3

notawerecheetah / ofscorn - The Cheytan to my Satan, but more importantly the Liam to my Scott. The Beta we never wanted but have to have. I know Liam has been giving you trouble lately, but both Liam and Stu give me the worst emotions and I hate you so much for them. But that hate is really just me loving you a ridiculous amount. Thank you for everything. For writing with me. For helping me when I need it. For being my friend. I adore you always.

belezamxrtal - Cheeevy. Chevy Chevy. I don’t even know how this happened. One minute you weren’t in my life and the next you were killing me with entirely too many emotions. You listen to my ranting about musicals, but even more than that you support me in all of my fanaticism. You break my heart in 8 million verses and I wouldn’t change a thing.

rowanbat / 8 billion other blogs - I am so grateful to have found you. You inspire me because you care so much and I just adore you. I adore everything about you. If you weren’t literally across the world life would be so much better. Always always always remember how wonderful you are.

allxson - My wifey. My Mimi. I’ll follow you to the end of the world and smack you the whole way there for breaking my heart with Scallison. You made a shipper out of me and I both love and hate you for it on a daily basis. It’s pretty perfect that you write Scott’s first love, huh? I love you always. <3

gloriosaxmissione - C h ri s t i na. From Bucky to Scott you’ve managed to make my character emote in the craziest of ways. Seriously. Scott just wants to wrap his arms around Cassie and tell her it’s all going to be ok. They’re all going to be ok. L o ve you <3

familianegotium - I don’t know how you did it but you’ve matched my level of satanism and that’s insane. Excuse me while I stand in confusion over the perfect blend that is Scott and Dean. But more than that, excuse me while I bask in the smile YOU bring to my face. You and Lea remind me so much of Robin and I in the beginning of our relationship and I just love watching your love bloom. It makes me so happy to see you both so happy because I love you both a lot.

xhmygod - Lea you just have a way to always brighten my day. Scott has attached himself to very few Stiles’, but yours is one he’ll follow to the end of the Earth. But just like with LIz, it’s more important the way I get to watch you be happy. And emote. And bask in love. And just be. You’re so wonderful, you really are. Never ever forget that.

blueeyedregrets - Abby you will always have the title as one of the first people to befriend me on here and for that you will forever have my heart, but on top of that you are one of the nicest people I’ve ever had the pleasure of befriending. Such a wonderful loving person should always be cherished and loved.

bellexmort - Ok this might be cheating because somehow we still rarely write together but Jenna you are the Blair to my Selena and I love you oodles and oodles and oodles and move your butt to Florida and live on our couch already!

imawarewolf - Cate you are the light of my life and I CAN’T WAIT TO GO TO DRAGON CON WITH YOU. We don’t write enough, but you’ve been there for me through an unnecessary amount of things. A friend through and through. Love you.

withoutclaws - Last but most certainly not least – my Beth. My moon. The first Stiles that Scott and I ever claimed as our own. I am forever in awe of your writing and your balance and your grace, but mostly I’m forever in love with how open your arms are for friendship. Our busy schedules make it hard for us to talk like we used to, but that doesn’t stop me from always knowing how much we care.

adorable ones ;;

all the others that I write with/love on near and far and wouldn’t be complete without!

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[FAN ACCOUNT] 160221 INFINITE EFFECT ADVANCE

Hello hello ^^ so literally right after I hit post on my other account I started remembering a bunch of things. So this post will kind of include some of the things I remembered from yesterday. Also, I was in the middle of taking notes during one ment when my pen literally exploded. Idk what happened, maybe I was writing too furiously lol but the spring just exploded out and that was that so I’ll be doing a lot of it by memory again. Here we go~

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