she's just trying to get home

The Me Only He See’s

Jughead x Reader 
Prompt: Y/N is sick of her overbearing parents so decided to sneak out to see Jughead. 
Warnings: Mild Smut references

“Right guys, I should be getting home” you sigh, grabbing your bag from under the table. It was only 10pm but you knew your parents would be expecting you home anytime now.

“Can’t you break curfew just once” Jughead pouted, grabbing your hand, trying to pull you back down to the seat.
“You know I can’t Juggie” you pout back.
“She’s too good” Betty smirks. Betty used to think that she had overpowering parents until she met yours. How your mom tried to dress you like you were three, how they checked your schoolwork every morning to make sure everything was done, how you weren’t allowed to be out past ten thirty on school nights and past eleven on weekdays. Yes, they were definitely insane. You had no other choice but to be too good.
  
“Can’t you just say that your studying with us for a test tomorrow?” Veronica asks, she hadn’t met your parents yet, which was clear.

“Not a chance that would work on my mom” you laugh, throwing your bag over your shoulder before before turning your attention back to Jughead who had his hand still stuck to yours. The two of you had been best friends for years, it was only a couple of months ago that the two of you finally got together after Betty confessed to him in a moment of weakness how badly you were crushing on him. He luckily felt the same, saving you from months of awkwardness.

You pout back at him again before leaning down to kiss him. As you lean he tried to drag you down onto the seat but you stand strong, breaking the kiss and laughing at his sweet attempt to get you to stay. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow” you continue to laugh as you head for the door.

You lie in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling as you think. Your mom had been worse then usual when you got home, you made it ten minutes before cerfew but that didn’t stop her obsessing with where you had been, who you had been with, what you did, e.c.t. e.c.t. When you mentioned Betty’s name to her she smiled, she new the Coopers very well and was there for them throughout everything that happened with Polly, not that I was proud of either of them for it when Betty told me what really happened to Polly.

The moment you mentioned Jughead her face dropped though. She used to love Jughead. The two of you were always round at each others houses as kids, playing games with him and his sister Jellybean. His family was like your family. But as soon as Jughead’s mom and Jellybean left my mom got suspicious, she knew something was wrong. That’s when she suddenly turned against Jughead, thinking he had pushed his mom away, assuming she left because he was too bad for her to handle. No matter how many times I tried to explain the truth to her, how Jughead was living at the drive in and you wanted to help him, let him stay here, she never wanted to listen. You somehow managed to keep your relationship from her, knowing she was try to ban you from seeing him again.


You stir and stir, unable to sleep in the state of annoyance of how un-trusting your parents were. Why couldn’t they just let you be a normal teenager who stayed out at night, hung out with their friends without a care. Not being under house arrest constantly.
Why didn’t you have the confidence to defy them. Just because they wanted you to be at home asleep right now, didn’t mean you really had to be asleep right now…

Quietly getting up out of bed you walk over to your wardrobe, grabbing a pair of jeans, a vest top and your leather jacket. You change as quietly as possible, hoping the slight creaking of floorboards wasn’t going to ruin everything you were planning in your head. You walk over to the window, quietly opening it and staring down at the ground. It wasn’t a huge drop to te grass below but there was a drain pipe right next to your room to make things easier. You stand there for a second, the cold air of the night hitting your face as you think about what you are doing. If your parents wake up to find you gone they wee surely going to be worse, earlier curfews, no more friend. But as you look across the sky which was barely lit with lights shining out of peoples windows, you feel a sense of defiance you had never felt before. A rush of adrenaline enters your veins as you begin to lift yourself out of the window. 


To Jughead: You up?? x

To Y/N: I am indeed, surprised you are though. What’s up? x

To Jughead: Come outside and see…

You smirk as you stand outside the drive in theatres shack, leaning against the fence opposite. You were still feeling such a high from climbing out of the window, seeing Jughead at this time of night was making things so much more exciting. After a few minutes the door to the shack opens. A confused Jughead looks out, his hair all messy from laying down, his hat not sat on his head which surprised you for a second, you could have sworn he slept in that thing. He was dressed in a pair of black sweat pants and a grey baggy top. His eyes looked tired but they soon widened, adjusting to the darkness.

“What the hell?” he finally says, looking at you leaning on the fence. You give him a cheeky smile before walking over to him. “What are you doing here?”
“I couldn’t sleep. I thought we could go on a little adventure”
“Who are you? What have you done with my girlfriend?” he smirks when you finally reach him, placing a hand onto his chest, making him look suprised at how forward you were being.
“Well, I could just go home and go back to being miss goody two shoes, or you could come out and find out what plans I have for you” you say as sexy as possible, feeling like a completely different person in the moment. 

“Hmmm, intriguing” he smirks, his eyes a mix of suggestive and curious, getting to grips of this new side he was seeing of you. You decide to take advantage of the moment and lean up, crashing your lips onto him. It takes him a second to react but soon his lips kiss back hungrily. He begins to bite your bottom lip lightly, pulling it away.  You throw one hand into his hair, pulling him deeper as his tongue swipes across your bottom lip, begging for access. You decide to tease him, pulling his hair, making him moan onto your lips as you smirk, knowing you were getting him hot. It was a kiss unlike any kiss you two had had before, they were usually sweet and innocent, this one was fast and passionate. A certain desperation between both of you. This sudden confidence leads you to pull your lips from his, kissing lightly down his jawline which was rough with stubble where he had forgotten to shave, and to his neck, sucking lightly on a sensitive spot. He moans again as he places a hand on your back, attempting you pull you into the shack with him, but you pull back, there was so much to do with tonight.

He tips his head backwards, looking up at the sky as he catches his breath.
  
“Are you coming then?” you raise an eyebrow, walking towards the exit of the drive in.

anonymous asked:

57 with Seth :)

Prompt: “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!” 

Seth had been on tour for around 5 months and neither of you had enough time off to see one another, it’s safe to say it was bumming you out. Some of your friends from work had noticed so decided to invite you out on a girls night.

“Come on (Y/N)! It’ll be fun! Help get your mind off things.” your best friend was trying to convinse you as you left work.

“I don’t know I just wanna go home and skype with him really.” You shrugged not realy seeing the big deal in heading out.

“Oh come on (Y/N)! When was the last time we had a girls night?” She smirked poking your sides playfully. Laughing you push her hands off you.

“Okkaaayyyy fine! but only for a little while.” You bargened with not really feeling like heading out, but knowing if you didn’t she’d never let you forget it.

Looking in the full length mirror you admire your reflection, smoothing out the tihgt black dress you smiled to yourself, you had to admit you looked really hot. An idea came to mind, grabbing your phone you posed and took a picture of your reflection sending it to Seth.

Y -What do you think? ;)

S -Damn babe. You look hot. What’s the occation?

Y - Just a night out with the girls :3

S - Looks a lot sexier for just a night out with the girls ;)

Y - I think it looks fine ;)

Twisiting slightly you you take a profile shot and make sure your ass is excentuated.

S - Urggg your killing me here babe

Just as you were about to reply your friend text you to let you know she outside waiting.

Y - I gotta go honey, I’ll see you later ;)

Locking your phone and putting it into your clutch bag you quickly touch up your hair and head out.

“Damn girl you are looking fine.” Your friend winks at you pulling away heading to the club. About 12 shots later and 4 pints of beer it’s safe to say you were pretty drunk, your short stay turned into 3 hours. Your friends were all over some random guy so you decided to head out and walk home. Walking back you decided to phone Seth, the phone seemed to ring for ages before a sleepy Seth answered.

“Babe? Isn’t it like 2am back home?” Seth answerd suddenly more awake.

“Sethhiiieeeeee. How arree yoouuu?” You giggley slurred at him.

“Are you drunk?” Seth chuckled

“Nooooooo. You’re drunk”

“I can ensure you I’m not drunk babe. Are you friends around?” He asks sounding concerned.

“No. They were too busy sucking face with some strangers so I decided to walk.” You chirpped, sounding pleased with your choice.

“What?!” The sudden change in volume made you jump. “It’s 2am and you’re walking home alone! Are you out of your mind?” You pouted at his words not realising he couldn’t see you.

“I thought it was better than staying at the club where some creep could try and hit on me.”

“Babe some creep could try and hit on you and abduct you outside the club. At least in the club there would have been loads of people.” You paused your face falling, in your drunk state you hadn’t realised how reckless you’d been. The realisation quickly sobered you up.

“Seth…. I…… I’m scared.” You heard Seth sigh on the other end, and some rustling like he’d moved off the bed.

“I know honey just….Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”

“Okay.” Quickly you head in the direction of home, holding the phone as tight to your ear as possible.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay honey. I know you were trying to do the right thing. I just freaked out because you hear so many horror stories about girls walking home by themselves at night and I’m not there to protect you.”

“Yeah. This is the last time I go out with the girls.” You chuckled hopping to distract you both. Seth let out a small chuckle but you culd tell he was still anxious. It only took you another 10 minutes to reach your house, stepping inside you lock the door and lean against it.

“I’m home now.” You speak softer, suddenly feeling drained. Seth relaxed a little on the other end and stopped pacing around his hotel room.

“Get some sleep honey. You’ve had quite the night.” Seth sounded just as exahusted as you but you were still a little anxious.

“I know it’s late but can I skype you once I’m in bed?” you asked making yur way up to your shared room, taking off your heels as you went.

“Sure thing babe. I’ll be waiting.” You could here the smile and tired strain in his voice but you both know a skype call would help you both rest easy tonight. You quickly take off your makeup and dress, slipping one of Seth’s shirts on and climbing into bed. Just as you got under the covers skype started ringing on your laptop, placing it on the bedside table you turn on yourside and answer.

“Jesus woman you take forever!” He giggled down the line.

“I do not!” you acted hurt, felling better now you could smell Seth’s collogne from his shirt and see his face. You both settle into a comfortable silence and for a second you thought maybe he had gone to sleep.

“I love you (Y/N) more than you can ever know.”

Smiling wide you peel your eyes open to look at him. “I love you too honey. So God damn much.”

“In case I fall asleep on you I’ll say goonight babe.” You snuggled futher down into the duvet, nodding.

“Goodnight princess.”

“G’night my prince.” Seth grinned at the nickname and watched you drift off to sleep. His racing heart now calmed knowing you were home and safe.


Prompt from this list.

Sad panda :(

Not only do I not have the save file for On The Edge…somehow I lost my save for Hunter and Takeshi. I still have Hunteshi in my bin, that’s not a huge deal. But only a few of the sims for OTE were bin sims…and I really don’t know if I could remake Lorelei. She was so adorable :(

Today is the last day of my mini-vaca, I made a new character. Sometimes I just can’t stop myself. I will post her in a bit. My son gets home from school soon and I bribed him with chips and soda to get into his room with me and clean. I do have one update in my drafts…after dinner I might try live posting. We will see 0.o

Hope everyone’s day is great 

XoXo

the no bullshit guide to getting your shit together: for the lazy student

Let’s be honest: time management and organization? They’re really hard. Sure, at first you might feel like you’ve gotten the hang of them, that you’re in control of your life. But how often have you fallen off the wagon? Procrastinated on one thing and the next moment, you’re behind in all your classes? I know that sometimes laziness feels like a part of who you are, but honestly, fuck that. Do you really want to give up your success for the disinterest of a moment?

If your answer is no (it better be no, or you really need to get your priorities straight), let’s get to it. 

STEP ONE: BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF

“This class doesn’t even matter.” “I don’t care about my grades.” “I can finish this the day before.” Sound familiar? You might feel great now, but when you’re staring down at your report card later, it’ll feel like you just got punched. 

This is a cliche, but the greatest obstacle to your success is yourself - especially the lies you tell yourself! Sit yourself down and be honest about what you need to improve on. Be as blunt as you can, but for god’s sake, don’t throw yourself a pity party! There’s no use agonizing over what you can’t change. Instead, set realistic, achievable goals, and make a game plan. Struggling with math? Go to extra help. Behind in all your classes? Stay in for a couple nights and actually work. 

STEP TWO: STOP WITH THE FANCY SHIT

Now you know what your goals are, but maybe you want some inspiration, so you log on to tumblr and are instantly bombarded by all these beautiful, well lit shots of the most gorgeous bullet journals, planners, and notes. Impressive, right? Well, I’m gonna let you in on a little secret: they’re all useless! A simple phone planner works just as well, if not better, than a fancy agenda, because you’ll always have it on you, it’s not a hassle to carry around, and you don’t feel obligated to make it look pretty. 

Riddle me this, where are you going to find all this extra motivation to keep prettying up your bullet journal? To write all your notes in perfect, colour coded printing? There aren’t many times in life where taking the easy was out will actually benefit you, so take advantage! Stop wasting your time; get a phone planner and write your notes in your natural goddamn handwriting. 

STEP THREE: CLEAN YOUR ROOM

Yep, your entire room - not just your study space! This one can be put on the back burner for a bit if you’re on a really pressing deadline, but I wouldn’t recommend it. I’m notoriously messy, and if I don’t watch myself, I’d find myself in dirty-laundry-and-old-notes hell. A little bit of organized chaos is fine, I even encourage it! But try working when your desk is covered in mounds of paper and you have nowhere to put your laptop – it’s just not conducive to success. 

Keeping your entire room clean is a way to stave off stress, frustration, and even embarrassment, because nobody wants to show potential roommates how much of a mess they are. 

STEP FOUR: ACTUALLY WORK

Yeah, I know what you’re thinking: “actually work? Who does this girl think she is?” I’d probably think the same thing, except I’ve learned the valuable lesson of sucking it the hell up, and you will too. When you get home from work, grab a snack and work. When you have a free period, figure out what’s due and work. Stop reasoning yourself out of work: you’re not going to finish this later, and that will be on the test. There’s really not much to say about this one, because it’s the step that requires the most raw effort, and you’re really only going to find that within yourself. Tell yourself what’s at stake, and realize that, by setting the standard for your mediocrity now, you’re potentially trapping yourself in a cycle that will last for years. 

STEP FIVE: CUT YOURSELF SOME SLACK

Maybe you’ve been on top of your shit for a day, a week, or even a month, and that’s really great. But then… you fail. You miss a deadline or you bomb a test. So what do you do now? Do you allow yourself to fall back into your old habits? Fuck no! Everyone fails, even that studyblr with those perfect bullet journal photos and a perpetually clean study space. I’m going to tell you something that’ll sound really strange: you should value your failures, especially if you worked hard to avoid them. What?! Be HAPPY about failing when I actually TRIED? Yeah, you heard me right. If you don’t know how to handle failure, then when you inevitably experience it, your reaction will be much worse. 

Failing hurts, and boy, I know how embarrassing it can be. But learning how to deal with failure, and especially how to keep trying after it happens, is an invaluable lesson. 

STEP SIX: TREAT. YO. SELF.

Disclaimer: I’m not suggesting you treat yourself after the most basic of tasks, because please. Treat yourself when you know you goddamn well deserve it. Remember that “all work and no play makes jack a dull boy.” If all you do is study and do your homework, then, pardon my french, your life sucks. If you don’t have friends, play a video game! Eat an entire jumbo chocolate bar! Indulge in whatever the fuck you want, you deserve it. I’m someone that has trouble prioritizing future benefits over immediate gratification, so by allowing myself little pleasures, I save myself from crashing and burning. 

Hope these tips helped, but remember to take them with a grain of salt - you’re you and I’m me, and different things work for different people. Good luck!

  • What they say: I'm fine.
  • What they mean: Veronica Lodge is just someone who's trying to do better and be better and every time she takes a step forward she's brought right back by her fathers illegal and horrible actions. She tried to help Ethel in her time of need while no one else would. She made her feel at home with her family and provided some new friends for her to hang out with to cheer her up. She gets constantly judged for who her father is and is still pure enough to apologize for something she didn't do, and should not be apologizing for. She stood there and listened to someone say horrible things about her when she had absolutely nothing to do with any of it and yet she still only blamed herself. She was courageous enough to stand up against her father, and decided to not be defined by her fathers money anymore. She's a ray of sunshine that deserves all the hugs in the world.

okay but consider:

Link and Zelda going to live at Link’s house in Hateno Village and being all cute and domestic together. 

Like, them fighting over who gets the bed on the first night…. like Link’s like You take it, you’re the princess! And Zelda’s like But it’s your bed! I can’t make you sleep on the floor in your own home!! And then they just both end up falling asleep on the floor because they literally spent all night unsuccessfully trying to convince the other to take the bed.

Zelda trying to cook something nice for Link and being a terrible cook, but he eats that charred omelette or that lumpy onigiri anyways because she tried and that’s all that matters.

Link going to the river to do laundry and Zelda desperately chasing him to retrieve her undergarments because oh my god he can’t see that it’s embarrassing.  

Them climbing on eachother’s shoulders to clean high places come spring cleaning. 

Them going to the shop together for weekly groceries, oblivious to the fact that everyone around them thinks they look like a married couple.

Them sharing food across the table. 

The Signs as ÷ Lyrics

Aries - She is the flint that sparks the lighter, and the fuel that will hold the flame // Hearts Don’t Break Around Here

Taurus - Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain’t nobody love you like I do // Happier

Gemini - You know we are made up of love and hate, but both of them are balanced on a razor blade // What Do I Know

Cancer - Offered up my shoulder just for you to cry upon; gave you constant shelter and a bed to keep you warm. They gave me the heartache and in return I gave a song // Save Myself

Leo - Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know. She shares my dreams; I hope that someday I’ll share her home // Perfect

Virgo - Someone told me always say what’s on your mind, and I am only being honest with you, I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time // Bibia Be Ye Ye

Libra - I never worried about the king and crown ‘cause I found my heart upon the southern ground // Nancy Mulligan

Scorpio - I walked her home then she took me inside, finish some Doritos and another bottle of wine // Galway Girl

Sagittarius - I fell in love with the sparkle in the moonlight reflected in your beautiful eyes. I guess that is destiny doing it right // Barcelona

Capricorn - I guess if you were Lois Lane, I wasn’t superman: just a young boy trying to be loved // New Man

Aquarius - You’re a mystery; I have travelled the world, and there’s no other girl like you, no one // Dive

Pisces - I’ll be taking my time, spending my life falling deeper in love with you. So tell me that you love me too // How Would You Feel (Paean)

Slight Changes || Park Jimin

Originally posted by lonastic

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: Angst/Fluff


“You can’t be serious Y/N, it wasn’t even my fault.” You ignored Jimin’s voice as you stormed away from him and walked into the kitchen. The only thing you wanted to do right now was get away from him, but it seemed that no matter how far you got from him he would just appear right behind you again.

“Yes, Jimin, I am serious. What would make you think otherwise?” Your tone was bitter, anger flooding through you and exiting in the form of words. There was no other way for you to release it so you just had to deal with trying your best to stay calm and not completely flip out on your boyfriend. Jimin sighed loudly before speaking again, causing you to turn around and look at him.

“She was just a fan, fan’s get close. It’s not my fault.” He argued. You rolled your eyes, feeling more anger rise at the fact that he was trying to defend himself over this. The picture had been all over twitter and it seemed that ARMY’s were going crazy over it. They had been tweeting it at you, waiting for some kind of reaction, but you held back until the moment he got home and you could confront him about it.

“It’s your fault that you didn’t try to ask her to move, and it’s your fault that you didn’t mention me, you know, your girlfriend.” You said.

“God you always get like this.” Jimin’s tone surprised you, and you couldn’t help but feel a little taken aback by his words. There wasn’t anything about it that was very different, just a slight undertone of frustration that you weren’t used to. Jimin was always calm with you, even now while you were practically yelling at you he was keeping his normal tone.

“What do you mean I always get like this?” You asked.

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Dating Zach Dempsey Would Include...

Originally posted by joeck

Requested to do the ‘dating Zach Dempsey would include’ but with a booknerd fem!reader :)

 

- Getting to see how smart Zach is, everyone thought Zach was under average when it came to smarts but when you start to date him you find out just how smart he is, not in the stereotypical Asian guy can do any math way, he was terrible at math but he was an A+ bio student and knew more about marine life than anyone you’ve ever met.

- Hand holding lots of hand holding, Zach is big on holding hands whether it’s while you’re walking to class or under the table during lunch or even at the library while he stands patiently next to you as you take your time looking at all the books, you don’t mind all the hand holding since your hands are always cold and Zach’s much larger ones are always so warm and soft.

- Going on dates to the aquarium, your favourite place to go to on weekend dates is the aquarium, you like watching all the fish swim around therapeutically and you love watching Zach’s eyes light up as he sees the aquatic animals he’s usually reading and studying about in textbooks.

- Cuddling on cold rainy days, Zach is a massive teddy bear when it comes to cuddles, he loves to be cuddled and also loves to be the cuddler and when it’s a cold rainy day that’s the perfect time to sit on the couch and watch movies while cuddling each other.

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Letterman

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

A/N: I fought through some wicked writer’s block for this (apologies in advance for if it’s not great) so I hope I can get properly back on track now I’ve forced myself out of my rut 

Request: Archie x River vixen!reader where they make out in Freds truck and he catches them.

Word Count: 1,682

Warnings:There’s some heavy duty smooching involved.

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anonymous asked:

How about a semi angsty fight with the rfa+V but they make up because HAPPY ENDINGS ARE NICE

I’m a slut for angst don’t give me this power 

Yoosung: 

✮ you had accidentally knocked the power cord to his computer while you were cleaning and he was playing LOLOL 
✮ he screamed 
✮ he was ranting and raving about how he was in the middle of an important raid and he was so close to levelling up 
✮ and you’re kinda standing there with a laundry basket and a pile of clothes almost over your head 
✮ and you don’t know what to do 
✮ you kind of want to cry 
✮ you kind of want to throw the laundry at his head 
✮ until 
✮ “rika never did things like this!!”
✮ oh 
✮ of course
✮ it somehow always got back to this point. comparing you with rika 
✮ sometimes he didn’t mean it or even realise he’d done it. but this was different 
✮ you remain eerily calm, putting the laundry down before turning to glare at yoosung 
✮ a wave of realisation hits him and he’s just full of guilt 
✮ you very calmly tell him you’re going to spend the night with jaehee, and ask him not to contact you 
✮ he begins crying and pleading with you to stop and stay 
✮ he’s so sorry and he’s just hating himself while you pack an overnight bag
✮ he’s practically on his knees and following you, begging you to stay 
✮ you kind of pause when you see the raw sorrow in his face 
✮ you sigh and stop for a moment 
✮ you’re hurt but you know that you have to talk it out with yoosung for it to get better 
✮ you both talk for a few hours, and he completely understands your viewpoint and he apologises 18923475829 times 
✮ he stays off of LOLOL for a few weeks, and even after that he tries not to get too obsessed– because that’s how the whole problem started 
✮ he just doesn’t want to lose you 

Jaehee: 

✎ you just wanted her to stop working so much 
✎ she was working overtime at the cafe 
✎ so much that she practically lived there 
✎ she was there after-hours and before-hours 
✎ sometimes she slept there and wouldn’t come home 
✎ so you book a holiday for her in secret, making plans behind her back for the cafe so it can function without her
✎ you tell all the employees and the deliverers who are close with the shop 
✎ but when you sit jaehee down and announce your plan 
✎ she gets so cold 
✎ she wants none of it 
✎ she’s not overworking herself dammit 
✎ she’s just doing what needs to be done 
✎ you try telling her that she doesn’t need to coddle the cafe, that you and the other emplyees were fully capable of running it 
✎ but she’s so worked up 
✎ and she says that you can’t 
✎ you’re clearly offended and you’re upset that your hard work planning this holiday for her is being pushed aside 
✎ somehow, you get her to take the holiday and see how it pans out 
✎ she’s calling you constantly 
✎ eventually you start ignoring her calls and texts 
✎ she gets so freaked out that the cafe is literally crumbling with you in charge so she rushes home 
✎ and you’re so mad when she rushes into the cafe, only to stop when she sees everything is going as usual 
✎ “b-but you weren’t answering my calls! I thought something happened!” 
✎ “jaehee i was ignoring you because you have no trust in me and I was busy making sure you could enjoy your holiday!” you were screaming 
✎ she felt so bad 
✎ she took her vacation and came back a lot better 
✎ you two made up, and she explained that her problem came from being jumin’s assistant for so long (if she didn’t do her job everything fucked up bc jumin is horrible at his job lmao) 
✎ she was a lot more calm after that and took breaks when she needed to (even took some time off on every second weekend- when you took care of the cafe) 

Zen: 

✿ he was working 
✿ of course 
✿ his job was the root of most of your arguments as a couple 
✿ but this time he had gone out for drinks with the cast 
✿ while you were standing outside of a restaurant waiting for him- you were going to have a date since filming was wrapping up that day (which is why the cast was having drinks in the first place) 
✿ you had faith in him, and stayed there until the restaurant closed 
✿ which was very, very late in the evening, seeing as it was part bar 
✿ as you were walking home, upset 
✿ zen came stumbling out of the bar with his castmates 
✿ he doesn’t notice you at first 
✿ until one of his acting buddies points at you, not recognising you, and laughs about how you’re soaked in rain and look like you’ve had that worst day of your life 
✿ you hear him 
✿ zen chuckles slightly before looking closer and realising who it is 
✿ swears up a storm as he pushes away everyone- muttering out something like ‘ssss my girlfirendddd’ 
✿ he tries to grab you because you’re storming away 
✿ he’s trying to coo and ask you why you were out so late because he’s drunk and doesn’t remember 
✿ you slap his hands away before screaming at him 
✿ “I was waiting for you! Our date for celebrating the end of filming?! Guess you had other plans, huh?!” 
✿ he’s so shocked like 
✿ it looks like he’s been smacked in the face 
✿ he follows you all the way home, apologising profusely 
✿ you make him sleep on the couch and lock yourself in the bedroom 
✿ when he wakes up the next morning he remembers, even through his wicked hangover 
✿ he cooks an amazing breakfast and waits for you to come out 
✿ when you do he hands you flowers with a card about how sorry he is
✿ he swears that he’ll make it up to you- and never let it happen ever again 

Jumin: 

₩ he was planning on properly introducing you to his father 
₩ but he was getting so controlling 
₩ he literally dressed you and did your hair and practically gave you a lecture on how to act and what to say 
₩ you’re kind of pissed at him but try to understand that he’s just stressed about how his father will react 
₩ his father loves you, and you loosen up- begin to be yourself 
₩ his father leaves after blessing your relationship together 
₩ but jumin is fuming 
₩ ‘what were you doing?! I told you not to say this or that’ blah blah 
₩ you’re just so shocked 
₩ “jumin that’s not who I am!” 
₩ “that’s who you should be!” 
₩ silence. 
₩ jumin has never been afraid of anything 
₩ but he’s afraid of this silence and the tears that are slipping down your cheeks 
₩ he’s afraid of what he said. he’s afraid of himself 
₩ he stumbles over his words as he tries to apologise, saying that isn’t what he meant 
₩ you can’t hear him though, all you can hear is his previous words echoing through your head 
₩ you tell him you’re sleeping in the guest room that night- the only thing you said before locking him out 
₩ when you get up the next morning 
₩ you open the door and see jumin sitting on the ground agains the wall next to your door, elizabeth pulled to his chest 
₩ his eyes were puffy and his cheeks and nose red 
₩ he had a note next to him that he hadn’t finished 
₩ it read ‘I’m sorry’ over and over, tear stains smudging some of the letters 
₩ you sigh, and kneel down to wake him up 
₩ he explains that he thought his father wouldn’t accept you unless you were like the other women and he didn’t want his father to come between your relationship anymore than he already had with the Sarah bullshit 
₩ and you make up but he spends so long reassuring you that he loves you so much, just the way you are 

Seven/Saeyoung: 

✞ he was doing it again
✞ he was trying to push you away 
✞ someone had approached you while you were on the street, asking about a ‘707′ 
✞ when you told saeyoung he got so scared and reverted back to his old ways 
✞ trying to push you away so that you ‘wouldn’t get hurt’ 
✞ when you try to kiss his cheek he physically pushes you away (after acting hostile all day) 
✞ and you trip over his wires and fall- hitting your head on the ground 
✞ he’s shocked, you’re shocked 
✞ he reaches forward to try and help you but freezes when you flinch away 
✞ he feels like less than shit 
✞ he feels like death himself. the grim reaper- that’s him. 
✞ he watches helplessly as you stumble to your feet and rush off to the bedroom, locking yourself inside (even though Saeyoung had control over the locks) 
✞ he spends about an hour just leaning over his desk with his head in his hands, thinking over how terrible he had been 
✞ how you deserve so much better 
✞ he was unstable. he was dangerous. 
✞ you were the light. you were everything 
✞ after a while he unlocks the door and sends your robot-cat in with flowers and a note in his mouth 
✞ it’s a handwritten letter from saeyoung, telling you he was just scared 
✞ that he was so sorry. that he loved you more than he could ever understand and he didn’t know how to deal with that yet 
✞ you slowly walk out, seeing him sitting on the ground somewhere, surrounded by the mess that he’d made 
✞ he had thrown all the cushions and pillows on the couch. ripped up the first drafts of the note. he’d even knocked one of his monitors to the ground, shattering it.
✞ you sit with him and talk together 
✞ you make a plan for how you can both deal with these times better 
✞ he promises to spend his life making sure you’re as happy as you can be 

V/Jihyun:

☼ i’m so sorry but i don’t want to hurt this precious roll 

Headcanon that one day, after Christine has returned from Erik’s home and after she saw his face, Christine gets a small note from the opera ghost (who she now knows is actually plainly named Erik). It simply asks if she’ll visit with him that afternoon, and that they can go on a carriage ride or stay in and enjoy music together if she should like.

Of course she doesn’t exactly want to go, but when she spots a pair of sad eyes watching her above the stage she decides to accept his invitation.

And so Christine meets Erik that afternoon in her dressing room and he’s much more talkative and almost giddy acting. After 20 minutes in his home, with Erik talking a million miles per hour and switching between trying to entertain her and showing off different objects in his home, she finally asks him bluntly why he asked her to visit today.

And then Erik gets really quiet and shy, and he won’t look at her only at the ground. Christine is afraid she has somehow upset him with her question, but then she hears him mumble, “Today is my birthday.”

He just wanted to have someone to talk to on his birthday, and there’s no one else he would rather see than her.

I want more Nathalie and Chat Noir interactions

In no particularly order: 

  • Chat Noir preventing Nathalie from being akumatized
    • Chat Noir trying to talk to her about it
    • Nathalie trying her best not to open up but he’s just doing his job
    • “If i don’t say something he really will keep pressing it
  • Nathalie thinking that Chat doesn’t have a strong parental figure in his life
    • leaving first aid kits and food on her balcony for him
    • slipping a key to him for emergencies because she has no idea what his home life is and he’s not good at hiding it from her
    • worrying about him
  • Chat Noir actually stops Nathalie from getting akumatized multiple times
    • screams at Gabriel about it
  • Nathalie doesn’t know his birthday, so one day she leaves out a happy birthday cake and a present
    • it’s a celphone
    • “please, for god’s sake, just call me if there’s an emergency you look exhausted”
  • Chat Noir found an abandoned kitten. 
    • “Nat, please.” 
    • No.” 
    • She adopts the kitten so that he comes by more often, she really cares about him. 
  • Chat Noir asking her for advice about Ladybug
    • “I don’t care, but if I did care, I would tell you to be open and honest with her about your feelings.”
    • “Listen i haven’t dated since 1998 what advice do you really think I could give you?” 
  • Nathalie Sancoeur, who wants to obliterate Hawkmoth on sight for putting her kid in danger.
    • Chat doesn’t call her mom, but sometimes it slips out in passing, and it’s awkward. 

anonymous asked:

Can we all take a moment to appreciate Blue and Lance bc. Yes they're The Ultimate Bromance™

blue and lance are ??? probably one of my favourite dynamics???


  • Lance totally vents to Blue about anything tbh.
    • First it’s because he wants to try and bond with her and then it’s because she won’t tell him to shut up if he keeps talking (there’s always a risk of that with people. Everyone gets annoyed eventually - it’s not their fault). 
    • Eventually it just becomes routine. Blue always sends these ideas to him – feelings and thoughts and concepts, and they feel like home. 
  • Blue does this thing in battle where she doesn’t tell Lance what to do, she just hints at things. 
    • She’s a little cryptic sometimes and it drives Lance nuts, but it’s worth it for the surge of pride he gets after he realises what she’s hinting at.
  • Blue’s a hidden savage tbh. 
    • Lance was mid-training session with everyone once and he and Blue were completing a loop. Lance was basically neck-and-neck with Keith, but Keith was just pulling ahead. 
    • Keith was like “guess you’re too slow to catch up, huh? Where’s all that gracefulness now?” and Lance was about to bite back with an excellent comeback, but then Blue transmitted this image and it was of Keith wandering past her in the hangar, tripping over his own feet and wiping the fuck out, and Lance actually fucking lost it.
  • When Lance gets super tired and lonely sometimes he clambours up into Blue and settles down in the cockpit. 
    • It’s not very comfortable which is why he now has as many blankets as he can safely fit in one of the storage closets. It feels like home though.
    • Blue regulates the temperature to make Lance feel extra cozy. Hidden bonus. 
  • Lance calls Blue so many nicknames it’s actually nauseating for everyone else.
    • At first everyone thought Lance was hitting on Allura again when he said “of course, beautiful” over the comms after she gave an order, but it turns out he was talking to Blue.
    • Honey, beautiful, baby girl, gorgeous, big blue, babe, darling, and when they’re alone and he’s feeling extra homesick: mi corazón. 
  • For ages Lance feels insecure because he thinks he and Blue have the closest bond but Blue never comes to rescue him like Red does for Keith.
    • He totally bottles it up and Blue knows there’s something wrong (they’re two halves of a whole) but she’s a giant lion, and whilst sentient, can only do so much. 
    • Eventually he tells her the truth because he’s shit at keeping secrets and she does her best to send concepts and images to him to help him understand. 
    • He eventually understands the reason she doesn’t jump into action to save him all the time is because she trusts him to find a way out of danger, to figure out a solution, to use his excellent tactical brain and figure out the best strategy for his crummy situation. 
      • (But because she recognises simply showering him in praise won’t do as much help as action, the next time he’s truly in danger she’s launching herself out of standby and landing, crouched over his injured form. Lance doesn’t stop smiling for a week). 

So very late last night, I stayed up over thinking and I thought about why Even and Mikael weren’t friends anymore and my theory that Even actually stopped the friendship really began to grow on me.

Think about it.

 Even is not a confrontational person. He avoids conflict or any situation that could lead to him explaining anything about his mental illness at any cost.

 He has done it before. The moment he heard Isak’s comment in the locker room he decided to leave Isak. Instead of staying and explaining the situation and when he got back with him, he avoided telling him the truth about it and instead just tip-toed around it. Refusing Sonja’s calls and saying “She thinks she knows me better than myself and sometimes I think she’s right” but never explaining why. Sleeping with Isak instead of having the very important conversation he had set out to have with him.

Even before that, he only told Isak he had a girlfriend when she was standing right in front of them! And in the rave-party, he told a very elaborate lie/joke instead of giving a real explanation to Isak who was pissed at him for never telling him about his girlfriend.

When they were at the pre-game for halloween, he decided to escape while the girls were pre-occupied than to stay and actually put up with them.

His habits of drinking and smoking weed are also things that allude to him wanting to escape reality and just get high.

He even tried it again after O helga natt; trying to run away from Isak but he’s shut down by Isak’s definite Nei! 

So I think it won’t be very out of character to imagine younger Even staying at home after his manic episode at Bakka, refusing to go back to school and ignoring all contact attempts from his friends, deleting his social media and starting with a clean slate somewhere else. 

I’m not trying to make Sonja the villain but it’s possible that she encouraged this too, preferring to be the only shoulder Even has to cry on. Telling his friends off and feeding into Even’s fear that his friends would only hurt him and that they won’t understand him or respect him anymore. 

It could be that seeing his old friends would turn out to be more traumatic for Even than it is for them. They might be shocked and surprised and perhaps happy to finally see him again. 

They might smile and go in for a hug, to tease him and nag about how he left them without saying goodbye.

Meanwhile Even is all *panic mode activated* , trying to find the closest route to escape from!

I do in fact think that would be very in character.

i’ve been thinking about sam and trying to figure out why she’s… not a good person and i realized that i isolated her behavior to how she acts towards her friends and didn’t really look at the influences on her.

when i was thinking about the relationship between danny and his parents, i realized that sam and her parents actually have a very dysfunctional and abusive relationship. her parents want her to be someone that she’s not and refuse to respect her or relent their opinions despite the distress it causes sam. they attempt to control her life by trying to force her into clothes they like versus the clothes she’s comfortable in; they will actually harass her to the point that she has to physically remove herself from her home; and they try to restrict and control who she associates with (see control freaks, reality trip, and reign storm). danny and tucker have never been to her home even though they’ve been friends for years and when they are invited over, sam’s parents aren’t around. sam knows her parents will disapprove of her friends, so she never let them meet tucker or danny. because of this, whenever sam is at home with her parents, she probably is under a great deal of stress and feels extremely isolated. she always has to be on the defensive because she is being emotionally attacked and manipulated by her parents.

which is a problem because sam cares a lot. she cares about the environment, she cares about animals, she cares about individual rights and autonomy, and she really cares about the people who care for her. but the problem is that she’s so used to being aggressive and defensive about her interests and who is she, that she naturally lashes out and gets embarrassed or worried when she lets her guard down. she’s fast to judge harshly because it’s how she protects herself. and she drinks in every time she gets a “win” because it means she actually has control of something. that’s why she is probably so active in so many charities, works out, and is at fentonworks all the time - she’s trying to stay in healthier environments. (and also why she’s not an a-lister - they so similar to her parents)

i just… really want to apologize to sam now. you’re not a horrible person, kid, you’re just trying to get by the only way you know how.

When you let yourself into your soon to be ex girlfriends apartment when she doesn’t want to see you 😍🚪when you try to make her feel guilty with statements such as “I’ve gotta say this before I lose you forever” 😫☄️⭐️🌕🚀 when you invade her home, her safe place, just so you can get her back after you lied to her about your abusive tendencies and supremacist family 💕😍😋👪 when you tell her you love her as a last ditch effort to get her to keep dating your disgusting manipulating ass 💏😘🤑

Ok but can we talk about the poor person who took Jack’s Valentine’s order???

Like obviously this was done with a lot of notice. You don’t get a sea of roses a week before Valentine’s Day, you gotta plan this shit a month in advance at least.

So imagine it, the store opened like half an hour ago, Carl the new guy, is a little sleepy still getting used to having to show up at the crack of dawn to receive deliveries, and answers the phone.

He takes the order and the customer details, and aw that’s sweet, this guy is already thinking of Valentine’s Day. That’s commitment right there.

He doesn’t think too much about it, till Lisa is putting the order into their system and she tracks him down.

“Hey Carl, I know you had the early shift and it’s your first week, so I’m going to let this one pass, but you realise you put the order as 12 dozen roses right? That’s 144 roses my friend.”

“Oh shit, yeah that doesn’t sound right,” Carl laughs because it not only doesn’t sound right, it sounds ridiculous. “He probably said 2 dozen or something like that and I fucked up, thanks for catching that.”

Carl is very relieved because that kind of fuck up would probably have been his job.

“No worries, on my first day I almost mixed two big orders and sent a funeral arrangement to a wedding!”

She tells him a few more stories before they go back to work, and then calls the customer who put the order to get the correct number of roses.

“Hello Mr. Zimmermann? I’m calling in regard to the order you placed this morning with The Green Room, I just wanted to confirm some of the details of the order before putting it on the system?”

Lisa reads back the address, the time and date, name of the person who would receive the flowers and then hesitates for just a moment.

“The order says 12 dozen roses, which would make it 144 roses, but I’m sure that’s a mix up,” she says hoping the guy has a sense of humour and won’t make it into a thing.

“Yeah it must be, I didn’t order 144,” Mr. Zimmermann says with a steady voice, so he isn’t laughing but he prolly won’t be an asshole about it, “I ordered 150.”

“Pardon me?” Lisa asked wondering if this was the start of a bad joke or if indeed this was a prank order, she sceptically asks again, “so you want 150 roses to be delivered before 7am on Valentine’s Day?”

“Yes,” the guy replies still sounding serious.

“Right,” definitely a prank, “as it is a big order, we won’t be able to process it until we first take payment.”

“That’s fine, do you need my credit card details again?”

Lisa plays along, she confirms the credit card details and she hangs up wishing the ‘costumer’ a good day.

She then calls the manager and explains the situation, because she isn’t going to be the fool who puts that order in without clearing it with her boss.

“Oh,” her boss says when she looks at the name in the order, “go ahead and place it, but first call our distributor to make sure they can put the 150 roses on top of our Valentine’s order and then get a delivery slot booked now. If the costumer calls again or we need to talk to them let me know and I’ll deal with it.”

Lisa waits until she’s on her way home to google Jack Zimmermann which she feels shows a lot of restraint on her part.

“Damn,” she whispers when she gets a look at those gorgeous cheek bones. “What a lucky bitch,” she adds with respect.

She wonders if it would be creepy to try and google Larissa Duan, just out of curiosity but then decides that yeah it probably would be and let’s the matter drop.

(Later Jack will realise this is where the rumours about him dating Lardo start…)
peer tutor || montgomery de la cruz

request: Pretty please with a cherry on top can you write something with Montgomery where the reader is a shy/sweet/innocent/nerd !!!! Love you sooo much 💕
pairing: (y/n) x montgomery
word count: 1 173
notes: okay this is v rushed and v not good and i feel terrible and my content is not quality okay cool
listen to: til’ kingdom come - coldplay

Originally posted by despairingfever

“(Y/N), can I please speak to you and Montgomery in the classroom?”

You, the sweet, introverted, band geek, were just finishing packing up everything from your locker for the long weekend, until you were interrupted by your teacher, who was busy talking to Montgomery De La Cruz, the cocky, extroverted, asshole jock.

Quickly bidding Alex Standall, your closest friend, goodbye, you picked up your bass and backpack, and made your way into the classroom with the teacher and Montgomery, who might I add, was staring holes into your back the entire time.

“Look, Montgomery. I’m going to make it very clear that you are on the rim of failing my class. You’re passing, currently, with a 53%. I’m also going to make it very clear that the likelihoods of you getting into any college with a mark below a 60% in English is very, very slim.”

You had a slight idea of where this conversation was going, and as much as you found Montgomery physically attractive, he had a personality that definitely did not match his looks.

“(Y/N), you may know where I’m heading with this topic, but I want you to tutor Montgomery in English, until he gets his marks up to at least a 70%. I’ve already talked to him briefly about having a peer tutor, and he specifically asked for you. Now, what’s in it for you, is that this could potentially be used as extra-credit. As well as volunteer hours which look stunning on university applications, especially UCDavis.”

Your eyes widened, stunned at the idea that Montgomery wanted you as his peer tutor.

What am I to him? Why would he want me as his peer tutor?

Sure, you could sometimes feel his eyes on you in class or in the cafeteria, but you only thought of it as him looking at you because your the shy, quiet girl who doesn’t talk at all to anyone except Alex Standall; who’s practically Montgomery’s worst enemy.

You looked over at him, and saw his hazel eyes boring straight into your (e/c) eyes with a smile gracing his face.

Not his usually cocky,
or lusty,
or arrogant smile.

But a genuine smile that seemed to convey so much more than what it held.

And it was at that moment you broke. “Yes, Ms. Clark, I would be more than willing to help Mr. De La Cruz with English.”

Montgomery seemed to release a breath that he was keeping in for the past minutes and the teacher clapped her hands happily. “Perfect, okay! You’ll start today, I’ve reserved a table for the two of you in the library, happy studying!” She ushered you out of the class and shut the door on you before you could object.

Her quick change in behaviour slightly startled you, but you took nothing important of it.

You shuffled from on your feet awkwardly, not knowing how to approach the situation of talking to an attractive boy that seemed to show some interest in you. “Should we… go to the library?”

Montgomery smiled at your awkwardness and let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah. Yeah, we should.” And with that the two of you began your silent trek to the place of quiet and learning.

You were quite comfortable with silence, Montgomery, however, was not.

“So, you play the bass? I used to play, when I was smaller.” You immediately piped up at his incorrect grammar and fixed him.

“Younger, actually. You used to play when you were younger, not smaller…” Trailing off, you realized what you had said and thought that you had ruined your chances of being able to befriend him.

“Right, right, see? I’m glad I have you now as a tutor. To fix all my mistakes.”

The two of you exchanged a smile and walked in silence to the library.

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What would happen if Lance died and the rest of the team goes back to Earth to tell his family, like

-They all had a vague sense that his family was large, but w h a t (Hunk definitely already knew but he’s too sad to be telling the team these things because Lance should be doing it)

-His family already thought he was dead/missing, and the team now has to explain, no, he wasn’t dead, he was saving the universe

-Everyone is crying now

-The team feels especially bad now, because they were all worried about themselves, but none of them has ever heard Lance talking about missing his family besides Coran

-Now Coran feels bad that he never further helped Lance with this problem

-Pidge is mad at herself for always talking about her family and not thinking about how Lance had a family too

-Hunk is now realising that he had been shoving Lance away right when Lance really needed him

-Keith has hardly ever met people like this . They are telling them that Lance is dead and yet they’re still joking like Lance would and Keith can’t handle it??

-Shiro hears from Lance’s family how he was Lance’s hero and he already kind of knew, but “oh wow, I treated this kid horribly when he was just trying to impress me I am a horrible leader”

-Allura regrets pushing Lance so hard. She once nearly drove everyone into a star once just to go a home she knew was already long since destroyed, but Lance never tried to leave? And yet she still yelled at him. He honestly had more to return to than she did, but she never even considered it

(Wow, I love langst. And wow, I am bad at getting ideas down. This sounded better in my head)