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The United States Of Horror Movies

31 Movies to Watch in October

Halloween is my favorite holiday of all time and I absolutely adore the month of October so I thought I’d compile a list of 31 movies, one for each day of the month, that I love watching around this time of year and I think y’all would too!

  1. The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)
  2. Halloweentown (1998)
  3. Halloweentown II: Kalibar’s Revenge (2001)
  4. Halloweentown High (2004)
  5. Return to Halloweentown (2006)
  6. Coraline (2009)
  7. Beetlejuice (1988)
  8. Gremlins (1984)
  9. Teeth (2007)
  10. Sleepy Hollow (1999)
  11. The Silence of the Lambs (1991)
  12. The Corpse Bride (2005)
  13. Friday the 13th (1980)
  14. The Addams Family (1991)
  15. Addams Family Values (1993)
  16. Twitches (2005)
  17. Twitches Too (2007)
  18. Monster House (2006)
  19. Fun Size (2012)
  20. Hocus Pocus (1993)
  21. Nightmare on Elm Street (1984)
  22. The Boy Who Cried Werewolf (2010)
  23. Edward Scissorhands (1990)
  24. Dark Shadows (2012)
  25. Sweeney Todd (2007)
  26. Frankenweenie (2012)
  27. The Craft (1996)
  28. The Little Vampire (2000)
  29. Casper (1995)
  30. The Conjuring (2013)
  31. Halloween (1978)
Things to add to your bucket list:

Travel:

  • See The Northern Lights 
  • See A Solar Eclipse 
  • See A Waterfall 
  • See Cherry Blossoms in Japan 
  • See The 7 Wonders of The World 
  • See The Mona Lisa, at the Louvre in Paris 
  • See Da Vinci’s Notebooks, Victoria and Albert Museum 
  • Spend New Year’s Eve in Times Square 
  • Spend a day at Central Park, New York 
  • Spend Mardi Gras in New Orleans 
  • Spend La Tomatina in Spain 
  • Spend Dia De Los Muertos in Mexico 
  • Use a Cable Car In San Francisco 
  • Visit Anne Frank’s House 
  • Visit Large Hadron Collider 
  • Walk Along the Great Wall of China 
  • Push A Stone at Stonehenge 
  • Wear an Authentic Kimono in Japan 
  • Make A Guard Laugh at Buckingham Palace 
  • Go to an Olympic Game 
  • Travel All Around the World 
  • Stand at The Equator 
  • Backpack Across at Least 10 Locations 
  • Pack Your Bags and Set Off for A Random Location 
  • Live in A Different Country for at Least 6 Months 
  • Set Foot in All the Continents 
  • See A TED Talk Live 
  • Comic Con or Who Con – Any Con 
  • Tee in The Park 
  • Coachella 
  • Go On a Safari 

Achieve Something

  • Achieve My Ideal Weight 
  • Publish A Book 
  • Get Featured in The Media for Something You Are Proud Of 
  • Start A Movement On a Cause You Believe In 
  • Get A Standing Ovation 
  • Get A Street Named After Me 
  • Give £10,000 To Charity 
  • Create A Famous Quote 
  • Start A Phenomenon 
  • Start A Petition 
  • Prove A Theory 
  • Become an Ordained Minister 

People

  • Be A Matchmaker 
  • Contact A Company  Just to Thank Them 
  • Fold 1,000 Origami Cranes and Give Them to Someone Special 
  • Pie Someone in The Face 
  • Personally Know Someone Famous 
  • Do Volunteer Work 
  • Be A Mentor to Someone 
  • Make A Difference in Someone’s Life 
  • Teach Someone Illiterate to Read 
  • Give A Heartfelt Surprise to Someone 
  • Perform A Kind Deed Without Expecting Anything in Return 
  • Meet A Good Street Performer 
  • Shake Hands with PM and President 
  • Meet Someone You Can Only Dream of Meeting 
  • Collect Autographs from All My Favourite People 
  • Donate Blood and Meet Who It Got Donated To 
  • Get A Pen Pal 
  • Write 365 Letters to Someone 
  • Write Letters to 5 People Who Positively Influenced You 
  • Leave £100 Tip for a waiter/waitress 
  • Befriend A Stranger 
  • Get A Drink for A Stranger 
  • High Five a Stranger 
  • Take A Picture with A Stranger 
  • Give Free Hugs on a side-walk 
  • Hold Sign Saying ‘Talk to Me About Anything’ On A Busy Street 
  • Order Pizza and Send It to A Random House with Note 

Something for Me

  • Get A Pet 
  • Get A Complete Makeover 
  • Decorate My Room – Paint A Cool Landscape 
  • Fly First Class 
  • Get My Portrait Painted 
  • Legitimately Play a Song On Any Musical Instrument 
  • Get A Signed Copy of a Book I Love 
  • Dye My Hair an Unnatural Colour – Purple/Blue 
  • Get The Restaurant Staff Sing for my birthday 
  • Get A Mani/Pedi 
  • Have A Spa Day 
  • Receive A Postcard from All Countries from Post Crossing 
  • Get A Star Named After Me 
  • Get Picked Up at The Airport by Someone with A Sign 
  • Authentic Chuck Taylors 

Learn Something New

  • Learn A New Language 
  • Learn Morse Code 
  • Learn to Say Hello in 26 Languages 
  • Learn Sign Language 

Try Something New

  • Try A Profession in A Different Field 
  • Try Every Single Ben and Jerry’s Flavour 
  • Try to Be Vegan for A Week 

Once in a Lifetime

  • Fly in A Hot-Air Balloon 
  • Do Public Speaking 
  • Act in A Film - Big or Small 
  • Be an Extra in a Big Film 
  • Crowd Surf 
  • Indoor Skydiving 
  • Wash an Elephant 
  • Ride A Rollercoaster 
  • Be On a Big Screen 

Participate in/Organize  Something

  • Run A Marathon 
  • Volunteer at A Hospice 
  • Go in A Corn Maze 
  • Join A Book Club 
  • High School Reunion 
  • Participate in Holi Festival 
  • Attend A Jewish Wedding 
  • Attend A Christian Wedding 
  • Attend A Hindi Wedding 
  • Attend A Sikh Wedding 
  • Attend A Muslim Wedding 
  • Attend An Atheist Wedding
  • Attend Any Wedding … 
  • Attend A Random Wedding as a Stranger 
  • Treasure Hunt 
  • Scavenger Hunt 
  • Masquerade Ball 
  • Murder Mystery Dinner 
  • Organise A Picnic Outing 
  • Organise A Barbeque 
  • Organize a Block Party 
  • Throw A Mega Party       
  • Put On a Fundraiser 
  • Foam Party 
  • Zombie Walk 
  • National Novel Writing Month 
  • MONOPOLY – actually complete it 

Something Sentimental

  • Walk/Dance Barefoot in The Rain 
  • Experience A Sunrise 
  • Experience A Sunset 
  • Go Stargazing 
  • Plant A Tree and Watch It Grow 
  • Go Camping 
  • Road Trip 
  • Fly A Kite 
  • Fall Asleep On Grassy Plains 
  • Ultimate Water Fight 
  • Message in A Bottle 
  • Sleep Under the Stars 
  • Make A Cool Snowman 
  • MOVIE MARATHON 
  • All Day with No Technology 
  • Water gun and Water Balloon Fight 
  • Bonfire and S’mores 
  • Blanket and Sofa Fort 
  • Catch Fireflies 
  • Collect Seashells 
  • Messy Twister 
  • Let A Floating Lantern Go 
  • Belong in A Secret Society 
  • Collect A Penny Made in Every Year I’ve Been Alive
  • Food Fight 
  • Leave A Note in A Library Book 
  • Leave A Note On A Car Window 
  • Leave A Shoe at A Ball 
  • Release A Chinese Lantern 
  • Use A Fake Name at Starbucks 
  • Pretend to Be a Window Mannequin 
  • Pull A Fire Alarm 
  • Pull an All Nighter 
  • Put A Pair of My Shoes On a Shoe Tree 

Places to go / Things To See

  • Ballet 
  • Beach 
  • Castle 
  • Concert 
  • Drive-in Movie 
  • Factory 
  • Haunted Place 
  • Laser Quest 
  • Museum 
  • Music Festival 
  • Paintballing 
  • Theatre 
  • Zip line 

Make Something

  • Knit A Scarf 
  • Build A Treehouse 
  • Write A Children’s Book 
  • Start A Vlog 
  • Make A Rubber Band Ball 
  • Start A Scrapbook 
  • Do A 365 Day Photo Project 
  • Wreck-This Journal 
  • Make A Bracelet 
  • Bake Something 

do you ever suddenly remember that john consciously made the decision to look Like That for his first trip to baker street after sherlock’s return, and then you die eight thousand deaths?

9

Famed Japanese artist, Yayoi Kusama, who for almost 90 years has expressed her preoccupation with polka dots via art and art installations, which explore pattern, prints and perspective.

Since 1977, Kusama has voluntarily lived in a mental hospital, feeling it offers her safe haven. Her art studio is across the street, and she returns to the hospital each evening.

“If it were not for art, I would have killed myself a long time ago.”

10

I can build a million castles-
I can wish upon all the lucky stars
Nothing compares to my life with you.

[Sam’s version] [Sam and Dean’s version]

insp

To Own A Hybrid

pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: Angst, Fluff (eventual smut) Hybrid!AU Cat!AU 

Summary: the hybrid world was one y/n never really involved herself in; however, after certain events, she is tossed into a world of uncertainty in the company of a particularly rude hybrid. 

Word count: 5k +

A/N: I’VE NEVER DONE A HYBRID AU OR ANYTHING HYBRID BEFORE LIKE EVER SO PLEASE LIKE IT CAUSE I TRIED MA HARDEST OH LORD JESUS!

WARNING: Mentions of abuse, emotional torment, and prostitution 

Originally posted by bangts

P1 P2 P3 P4 P5

“y/n!”

You suddenly fell off of your elbow that you were happily sleeping against; only to have it replaced with the hard metal table in front of you.

“go home” your co-worker jimin laughed as he checked his wristwatch. Jimin was always the last one to leave; he was responsible and hard-working and extremely handsome.

It had been 13 hours since the two of you had walked through the office doors, yet you sat with messed up hair, oily and ruined makeup and crinkled clothes, whereas his crispy black button up was still neatly tucked into his pants and his jet-black hair still perfectly placed.

You sighed before saving your work and packing up.

The office was silent and dark; the occasional snores from your fellow workers who were doing a night-shift filled the office. One of them caught your eye.

“doesn’t he have a hybrid at home?” you asked softly as you observed his lanky figure was sprawled between his chair and his desk.

“who, Namjoon? Yer he has two actually” Jimin answered as he turned to face Namjoon as well.

“would you ever get a hybrid?” you asked him as you turned to face him. He put his fist underneath his chin as he thought about it.

“I don’t know…maybe. But hybrids are a tricky thing to get involved in” he sighed as he shook his head.

You nodded your head in agreement. Hybrids weren’t in a good situation right now. A lot of them were being sold for slavery or prostitution. And then there were the rich owners, who treated their hybrids like trophies…it was disgusting.

There were multiple laws against hybrids basically having normal human rights, but of course, they aren’t counted as human. You scoffed at the thought and decided that you should start heading home.

As you waved goodbye to Jimin you quickly checked the time. 10pm, okay, hopefully, something other than Macdonalds was open. You made a quick plan to go check the streets and then return to your car and drive home.

It wasn’t like you couldn’t get a hybrid if you wanted to. You had a great job working for a great boss and were surrounded by great co-workers; it’s just you were kind of uncomfortable with the idea.

Did you treat them like a pet? What do need? Are there special requirement? Do they get sick like humans get sick?

It was all extremely confusing to you, especially the rules, jesus Christ those fucking rules.

As you walked along the sidewalk, you were surprised to see a lot of places open. Around here, places usually close early…unless something special is happening…of course, how could you forget.

It was November 1st which meant new hybrids were being imported. You tried to strain your ears to hear the usual protestors and were shocked at how loud they were.

A smile came onto your face as you stopped in your tracks and took a deep breath in. some people are lovely owners and have adopted as many hybrids as they can, this thought was the one that let you have faith in humanity.

You approached the Chinese shop excitedly, you couldn’t wait to get your hands on some damn food.

“You filthy pest! Do as I say!”

Aw shit…walk away y/n, don’t get involved.

The sounds got louder as you moved closer to the store that was right next to an alleyway.

Don’t look y/n. keep walking.

“You belong to me! Do as I say!”

You stopped suddenly. Right at the entrance of the alleyway. Fuck it.

“what the fuck are you doing!?” you yelled as you turned towards them. You gasped in shock as you saw the hybrid on the floor, clutching his stomach as the human hit him with a cane, a collar and leesh in his other hand.

You had heard about these situations, people called them hybrid stealers.

Hybrids were either bought for prostitution or stolen for prostitution…

“stay out of this little girl” the woman hissed at you as she stabbed her heel into his stomach causing him to yell out in pain.

“HEY!” you yelled stepping forward quickly; worry had filled your entire body when you noticed how much blood was currently not in his body.

you needed to get him help, and quickly.

You pulled out your phone, pretending to call hybrid protective services “hello! Yes im reporting an abusive owner, hers name Alissa Thompson” you said spotting her name tag

“shit!” she exclaimed angrily before running away. you continued to fake talk into the phone until she was fully out of earshot.

After being sure she was gone you quickly ran to the hybrid, panic quickly entering your system as you watched his head drop to the floor.

“hey! oh my god! Hey, please stay alive!” you rambled as you bent down to his level, as you reached out to touch him, his arm quickly came up, scratching you across your hand.

You hissed in pain as you retracted your hand quickly; as blood started peeking out from your skin you wiped it against your top and took a deep breath.

“look. You need help, if I don’t help you, you’ll bleed out on the street and die” you stated firmly at the stubborn hybrid. He hissed but this time when you reached for him, he let you help.

His body was cold and heavy, but you tried your best to drag him towards your car. If you held him to tight, or carelessly handled him he would hiss lowly at you or attempt to free himself from your grip.

Small beads of sweat were starting to form on your forehead as you continued to drag him towards your car.

“okay, we're almost there” you panted to yourself more than him.

Your footsteps grew heavy and the sound of them repeatedly hitting the ground beneath you gave you a heart attack.

Carefully, you heaved the injured boy into your front seat, silently praying as he continuously groaned in pain.

“don’t…t-take me to a h-hospital” he blurted out as you fumbled around with your seat belt. Ignoring his request, you started the car with the hospital in mind as your final destination.

You couldn’t help him, you didn’t have the medical skills or appliances.

He hissed and groaned as blood poured out of his body with each breath. “I’m sure this doesn’t help but hang on” you said hesitantly trying to comfort him.

As you pulled into the hospitals driveway you heard him grunt in annoyance as he reached for the door, trying to escape.

You quickly jumped out of the car and locked him inside, the only way to unlock it was on your side of the car. In this condition, you doubted he would be able to reach it. Deeming it was safe to leave him for a couple of minutes you rushed into the hospital, blood covering your body.

You slammed your hands on the front desk loudly attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

“I NEED HELP!”

——

“y/n”

You head wiped around quickly as your heart continued to beat at a fast-paced.

Your head hadn’t stopped spinning since you entered the building and your heart hadn’t stopped pounding since you retrieved the hybrid. Sweat covered your hands and forehead…correction, sweat covered your entire body and you were positive you looked like a drug addict the other people in the waiting room.

You quickly scanned her eyes for a ‘sorry he didn’t make it’ but instead was met with a clipboard and a pen.

“is he your hybrid?” the nurse asked softly, smiling brightly.

You tensed up before nodding your head slowly. Shit, what if he has an owner? What if doesn’t?

“and how long have you had him?” she asked as she scribbled away.

“not that long, almost seems like 30 minutes” you joked as a nervous chuckle escaped your lips. She didn’t seem to notice anything odd, to which you sighed in relief.

“oh! Well if he’s new I’m guessing you don’t have insurance for him yet, would you like to set that up now? We can do that here if you like, just so you don’t have to go all the way down to the hybrid center” she chirped, her mood changing suddenly.

What the fuck is hybrid center? Where the fuck is a hybrid center? Insurance? Am I buying a car? What the fuck.

“what would I have to fill out?” you asked concerned. You didn’t know his name, his date of birth, or even what kind of hybrid he was. You could tell he was a cat hybrid but you’ve heard that they’re experimenting with different types these days.

“not much. Just your name and address, we’ll make up his system number and just make up a nickname. It’s just in case he gets in trouble or lost, maybe he’s hurt but you’re not present; ya know that stuff.” She answered.

“okay, yer” you nodded as she walked back and the documents.

A nickname…hmmm.

Your eyes moved across the hospitals waiting room, scouting for anything that would trigger your creativity side.

A small boy with bright green eyes sat on a stool happily, he swung his legs back and forth as he held the chocolate chip cookie in his hands as if it was the last one on the planet.

That’s it! Kookie…with a K cause your cool like that.

As you fill in the insurance document you doubted it every second. You had no idea what you were stepping into or what kind of situation the hybrid was in. you could tell by the hisses that he clearly wanted nothing to do with him so all you could do was hope this was right.

—–

Three’s hours later and your eyes were drooping. The cold air kept picking at your exposed skin and your work blouse was useless for warmth.

“hes ready” the nurse said as she jogged up to you happily.

If you weren’t as shocked to see that her hair was still perfectly curled and her smile was still as bright as before you would have fully reciprocated what she had said.

Finally realising that she was telling you he was alive and ready for you to see him you stumbled out of your seat.

As she led you towards his room door you started getting nervous. You had so many questions and so little knowledge and answers on this whole situation.

The nurse gave you a small nod and an encouraging smile before she let you to face your hybrid companion alone.

You slowly opened the door, only enough for you to peek your head into the dull room.

As your vision set on the boy your eyes slowly traced over the marks on his back. They were old but not old enough to fade. You furrowed your brows in worry and confusion before fully entering and closing the door behind you.

“don’t you know how to knock” he hissed as he turned to face you pulling his hospital gown further up his body.

“sorry” you shrugged nonchalantly as you looked around the hospital room.

“how are you feeling? The nurse said you should be able to leave tonight” you said after a moment of awkward silence.

His eyes narrowed at you as you fiddled with your fingers nervously.

“why do you even care?” he asked as his ears flattened on top of his head.

“w-well I was just wondering where you would be going? It’s getting really cold” you questioned as you took a seat next to his bed.

The chair was uncomfortable but your legs were falling asleep and your body was running out of energy.

“you don’t need to know” he replied bluntly, his cold eyes never leaving yours.

“okay…can I at least know your name? mines Y/N” you asked trying to find out more about the boy whose blood currently resonates in your car.

“you don’t need to know” he repeated.

Annoyance started filling your body at the hybrids attitude. You had successfully brought him to the hospital and they had saved his life, he would now be able to see another sunrise.

“well are you going to be alright? Do have money? A safe place to go? Is lady going to come back for you?” you asked, your voice was edgy and harsh.

You didn’t mean to be, but it was late and he was starting to annoy you.

He hissed in reply causing you to sigh/groan loudly as you flailed your arms in the air.

“fine. That’s fine” you said as you hoped up on your feet and wiped out a notepad.

You angrily wrote on the piece of paper before placing it down on the side table next to you.

“this is my address and this is my phone number. I’m on floor 5 but you have to go up some steps to the second level to find my apartment. If you need a place to sleep or you need some food feel free to come visit, there’s a key under the mat” you stated seriously before giving him one last nod and removing yourself from his room.

You felt a pang of guilt and a string of worry as you walked towards your car.

maybe you should have stayed with him…or at least watched him leave…or…

you let out a sigh as you rested your head against your steering wheel. All you needed right now was a hot shower and to forget about your encounter with the troubled hybrid.

Sun shone through the peep of your curtains as you heard soft chirps of a bird outside your window.

You were drained. Your body felt numb and your mind was blank, too tired to process any thought due to yesterdays excessive overload.

Hybrids…

You knew little to nothing about them…

Memories of the boy’s hostile looks and cold glares sent shivers down your spine. The scars on his back still present in your mind as you tried to wrap your head around what caused him to be like this.

Thank Jesus you started work at 1pm today, you didn’t think it was possible not to have the energy to even lift a finger.

Kookie…wonder where he is now

—–

The laptop had multiple tabs open and your hand was stuck in your second box of cereal for the day.

You knew it was a bad idea but you just wanted to know a little bit more about the hybrid world…however, you didn’t expect to fall into a complete rabbit hole and be sucked into documentary’s, protest videos and law enforcement.

A small hot tear ran down your face as you watched nurses tend to small hybrid children who had been abused.

There was a particular feeling that started welling up in your chest. The one where you wanted to help, but you didn’t know how.

Your eyes instinctively welled up as the images of crying hybrids filled your screen. You shut the laptop harshly before taking a deep breath.

Why were you doing this to yourself?

You didn’t own a hybrid? You were sure you didn’t want one…well…

Shaking off thoughts of anything hybrid-related you decided to get some more shut-eye before your shift at work. It was only a small shift 1pm to 4pm but you knew those three hours would be an insane mess.

As you strolled through the office’s front area you smiled at the same front desk girls who were always in some sort of hushed gossip session.

“y/n!” one of them called to you before waving you over subtly. You furrowed your brows looking left and right, just in case there was another Y/n that they were calling too.

Weird.

Cautiously you stalked over towards them wondering what they would want with you.

“did you hear?” one of them started when you rested your arms on the counter, leaning in to join the gossip circle.

“y/n!” one of them called to you before waving you over subtly. You furrowed your brows looking left and right, just in case there was another Y/n that they were calling too.

Weird.

Cautiously you stalked over towards them wondering what they would want with you.

“did you hear?” one of them started when you rested your arms on the counter, leaning in to join the gossip circle.

“hear what?” you asked intrigued about what they were going to tell you.

“the protestors managed to stop the importing of hybrids since most of them are sold to prostitution they managed to shut it down. The police have already arrested several hybrid trafficking rings and the hybrids have been sent to hybrid foster care and adoption centers! Isn’t that great!” the other one finished.

A small smile covered your face as you nodded excitedly, your mind flicking to the injured hybrid you had met not that long ago.

“also, Namjoon was one of them! He even chased down a ringleader! Isn’t he just amazing!” the last one swooned as she brought her hand to her forehead dramatically.

You giggled softly giving another nod in agreement before saying our goodbyes and making your way up to the 5th floor.

You knew namjoon was an advocate for hybrids but you didn’t know he was that intense.

a new layer of respect had been developed for your hybrid loving co-worker and you made sure to remember to ask him more on the subject.

As you strolled into your office you made sure to smile at fellow co-workers on their way out from the morning shift.

“Y/n! looks like we’re on the same shift again” jimin smiled as you took your seat.

“when are we not?” you asked with a smile before turning to your computer, trying to begin your work. However, as your eyes dragged over to namjoon, you found it harder and harder to get started.

Questions flooded your mind and you knew he would have some answers.

After bashing your keyboard for a good hour, you decided the suspense was getting to you.

Standing up abruptly you tried to think of ways to approach him.

It’s not like the two of you hadn’t spoken before, you knew him fairly well actually. The two of you had been in the same university class. However, your relationship had been based on school and work, never really going beyond that.

“Y/n? what are you doing?” jimin asked in confusion as he stared up at you.

Your mouth opened as you gaped at him like a fish out of water. You had been standing there for a solid minute just staring at namjoon’s back, you realise how creepy that would seem.

“i-i-im…I’ll be back” you said before scurrying off in namjoon’s direction, dragging your chair behind you.

You quickly pulled the chair in front of you as you drew close to him, gathering his attention.

As his eyes met yours a big goofy smile graced his face.

“Hey y/n, what’s up? Haven’t spoken to you in a while” he said as you shuffled closer, joining him at his desk.

Your eyes drifted down to his hand. It had been wrapped up tightly but the splash of red colour spilling through the crisp white was still prominent.

“Congratulations, you’re now a hero amongst the front desk ladies” you joked, sending him a playful wink.

He laughed uncomfortably before scratching the back of his head.

“they whistled at me this morning… is that what getting catcalled is like?” he asked making you laugh at the poor boy’s awkwardness.

“it’s good that there are people like you willing to fight as hard as you did for hybrids, lord knows they need it” you said. He nodded his head in agreement before searching your eyes cautiously.

“did you just buy a hybrid?” he asked intrigued as he tilted his head sideways.

“oh no! well…sort of? Not really i-its complicated? To be honest I have no idea. But I do need your expert advice” you blurted out as your eyes wondered around nervously.

He smiled warmly before leaning backward. “ask away” he stated.

“okay, it’s kind of a long story….not really actually it’s a really short story and I kinda feel bad cause I feel like I should have done more but I don’t know and he just really confused me but he clearly didn’t wa-“ you started to ramble only to have a chuckling namjoon stop you.

“okay, how about we just start from the beginning, just tell me what happened” he asked nicely.

“I found an injured hybrid and took him to the hospital. He was extremely cold and hostile and I got insurance for him but I don’t know if I should have done that. What if he has an owner? Does that mean he’s my hybrid now? He was on the street so I assumed he had nowhere to stay but whenever I asked him a question he would just brush me off; I guess I let my temper get the better of me and ended up leaving my address and number with him…but I don’t know maybe I should have pushed more?” you asked worriedly.

“where did you find him?” he asked in deep thought.

“in an alleyway, he was getting beaten by this bitch” you said, anger coursing through your veins at the memory.

“this could be because of a lot of things, however, if you were able to get insurance for him it means the system didn’t pick him up so he probably doesn’t have an owner. But this is good, now he can’t get snatched by stray catchers” he explained.

Your silence and lip bite told namjoon all he needed to know before he continued.

“stray catches roam the streets looking for hybrids without owners, usually a hybrid will not part from its owner unless the owner has maybe sent them to get something or they are too busy to accompany their hybrid” he answered your unspoken question.

“so…I didn’t do a completely bad thing?” you squeaked with hope watching as namjoon chuckled, fondness and understanding oozing from his voice.

“you did good kid” he assured happily.

The day was going past quickly, you had successfully created a new game and finished your presentation ready for the next week.

You could have left an hour ago as that’s when you shift ended but you decided against it, figuring if you completed everything now, you can have a day off.

You silently whooped as you closed down your computer but you happy dance didn’t go unnoticed.

“day off tomorrow I’m guessing?” jimin asked tiredly as he ran a hand through his hair.

“yep! I’m going to do absolutely nothing ughhh I can’t wait to jus-“

Ring, ring

You looked down at your phone in confusion. An unknown number….weird

“hello?” you asked hesitantly as you pressed the phone against your ear.

“hell is this y/n y/l/n?”

“yes, this is she; sorry who’s this?” you asked.

“hi my names jaebum, I work at the police station. We have your hybrid here, err kookie? We were just wondering if you were able to come down and get him” he stated.

Your mouth dropped in shock before you cleared your throat.

“y-yer I’ll be there in a second” you answered.

—-

You were for some reason nervous. You didn’t know if it was because you had never stepped foot in a police station before or if it was because you were here to collect a hybrid that continuously hissed at you.

“miss y/n? its me jaebum, I talked to you on the phone” the man questioned as you looked around the station like a lost puppy.

“yer! Err..sorry but what exactly happened? How did he end up here?” you asked.

“he was found by stray catchers since he wasn’t wearing a collar. But a least it wasn’t an actually felony this time am I right?” he laughed light heartily as you stared at him in confusion.

“this time?” you asked.

“vandalism, hissing at strangers, running away from owners. You name it, the boys done it all” he said as he guided you to where kookie was being held.

Your heart stung a little bit as you wondered what the hell this hybrid has gone through and why he acted the way he did.

“Alright, time for you to home kitten” jaebum smiled at kookie who sat on the cell floor with his back away from the bars.

The hybrid got up slowly before turning around with that cold glare you missed ever so much.

His eyes widened as he saw you before returning to their usual position.

“alright! Is that it? Do I have to sign anything?” you asked as jaebum opened the door, letting kookie walk out.

Jaebums eyes were glued on the hybrid but faltered and landed on someone behind him.

“the mutt finally got adopted?”

You turned around and watched as an older man walked up slowly, looking you up and down before standing next jaebum.

“Excuse you?” you asked shocked at the way he had addressed your hybrid…friend?

“watch out, this piece of shit is a lot of work” he laughed loudly.

Kookie let out a low hiss as the older man continued to laugh loudly. Jaebum was clearly uncomfortable but the man looked like a higher up, someone jaebum clearly couldn’t talk loudly too.

“did you find him on the street? Aw honey, you probably should have left him there” he said holding his round belly as he let out another roar of laughter.

“how fucking dare you” you said narrowing your eyes at him.

He seemed shocked by your comment as his laughter came to a sudden halt.

“what did you say?” he asked confused.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise old age was already affecting your hearing!” you exclaimed “I said HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! You’re the piece of shit here, not him. Who the fuck are you to acknowledge him like that! If I didn’t know any better I would have assumed you were a pig hybrid you stuck up bitch! and what kind of human being leaves another human being on the street to die! God! People like you are what’s wrong with the world! IYou yelled at him. Leaving everyone in the station in shock.

“we’re leaving!” you said before giving kookie a friendly slap on the chest as you walked by, one that said ‘you better follow me’ but nicely.

As you stormed out of the police station and to your car you mumbled angrily to yourself about how mankind has gone to shits and you hate everyone and everything.

“so where are we going now?”

As you fumbled with your keys you looked up to see kookie standing on the passenger’s side with his arms crossed and his ears perked up.

You looked at him shocked to see that he followed you.

clearly seeing your shock, he growled before narrowing his eyes again.

“if you didn’t want me to follow you, you should- “he started but you quickly cut him off.

“were going home, duh” you said as you opened your car and got in, not giving him any time to snap back or glare at you once more.

He opened the car door cautiously before slowly getting in, looking around in awe.

“you don’t remember what it looks like?” you asked him curiously as you watched him carefully. He folded his arms back over his chest with a huff.

“whatever, I don’t need to either…I only need a place to stay tonight so don’t think your special” he hissed at you.

You laughed before nodding your head.

“rats, just as I thought we were getting somewhere…can I at least know your name? I did just save you from another day with that asshole” you asked as you started the car.

“Jungkook…my names Jungkook” he said as he loosened up from his tense posture.

You smiled as you started to drive home.

“nice to meet you Jungkook”

anonymous asked:

Steph. There's a post going around arguing that our John doesn't love Sherlock but despises him (it's not an anti johnlock post tho) and it made me ridiculously sad. Can you give some examples of John loving Sherlock? :( It really bothered me

Yeah, Nonny, I saw that one too. While I can understand where the argument lies, Uhhhh I just don’t see it the way they do. I’ve written a similar meta before, but I never broke it down before. This isn’t all of them, just a short little list…for instance:

  • FIRST OF ALL: JOHN’S BLOG. If I didn’t know that it was official, I would have thought it was a fan-site. It’s terribly romantic and John essentially fawns over Sherlock in almost every entry. Read especially the entries done during the hiatus. They’re… just… JOHN, PLEASE.
  • Martin’s acting. Just, every time John is around Sherlock, his face does 300 different emotions, but the most blatant is lust / adoration / incredulity. 
  • Anytime the show is in John’s POV, it’s just… Sherlock is this ethereal being that John “can look but not touch”.
  • THE FUCKING PILOT. Just… The whole Pilot. John is literally one step away from jumping Sherlock in a back alley. And the really gay rooftop music. Just. Listen to that and be amazed at how gay that is. That’s ALL from John’s POV. AND John had this look on his face:
  • ASIP:
    • John had a limp until Sherlock came into his life and gave it new meaning.
    • John has trust issues – Mycroft confirms this and says John doesn’t trust easily – yet for some reason he was okay with Sherlock. “And the madman himself? He’s fascinating.”
    • He hits on Sherlock the first night. Granted this isn’t a sign of love, but dear god John had no idea that one little thing and rejection would start his endless pining.
    • Laughing against the wall together, and in awe at Sherlock curing his limp.
    • The eye sex. Good god, the eye sex. 
    • He stands up to Mycroft DEFENDING Sherlock and he has no idea who Mycroft is or what he’s capable of.
    • Even though he didn’t know Sherlock that long, he ran after Sherlock when the phone pinged.
    • He killed a man for Sherlock after knowing him for only about 24 hours, and had no guilt about it.
  • TBB
    • His PIN is “SHER”. Like at this point he’s only known Sherlock for a couple months and he already changed his PIN to “SHER”???? COME ON, JOHN, PLEASE.
    • He goes after Sherlock rather than protect Soo Lin, because he is worried Sherlock will hurt himself.
    • Spends his whole date with Sarah thinking about and talking to Sherlock. He constantly checks over his shoulder to see Sherlock’s reactions to literally everything.
    • And this was all after he just constantly lingers his gaze over Sherlock for the first half of the episode.
    • Eye sex.
  • TGG
    • He has incredible guilt about the blog post that causes the Yard to make fun of Sherlock.
    • “I thought you would have been flattered”. Literally John is hurt that Sherlock seemingly doesn’t like his blog. They had a fucking DOMESTIC because of a BLOG POST and John’s hurt feelings. Hashtag MARRIED.
    • John races back to Baker Street from Sarah’s AFTER SHE’S SUGGESTIVE WITH HIM just to make sure Sherlock is okay.
    • John’s jealousy towards Jim flirting with Sherlock.
    • *sighs* EYE SEX.
    • John was willing to kill The Golem for Sherlock.
    • John, strapped to a bomb vest, took an opening and grappled and held on tight to Moriarty, told Sherlock to run. Essentially, he was willing to sacrifice his body to a slurry of gunfire and an explosion if only Sherlock would be safe from Moriarty.
    • “People would talk.” Why does that concern you so much, John.
    • Then, John was willing to die with Sherlock, without hesitation. They shared one single look and it was done.
  • ASiB
    • John’s jealousy throughout the entire episode; he wouldn’t be jealous if there wasn’t some latent pining.
    • MORE eye sex and toffee eyes, or John looking like a kicked puppy for half the episode because he is sad that Irene seems to have taken his place.
    • John essentially gives up dating in this episode.
    • John goes on a case for Sherlock because Sherlock was too lazy to go on his own.
    • John checking out Sherlock in a sheet. 
    • Followed by them being silly.
    • The unnecessary tackle.
    • John had a date the night that Irene drugged Sherlock, but John stayed home to take care of Sherlock instead. Oh and the bum pat. JOHN, PLEASE.
    • John’s concern about Sherlock’s danger night has him teaming up with both Mrs Hudson and Mycroft.
    • John decided to try to pick up Sherlock again, only to be cock-blocked by Irene.
    • Even though he was with Jeanette, John consistently pays more attention to Sherlock at Christmas, eventually driving Jeanette to call John out on his obsession with Sherlock, naming Sherlock as her “competition”.
    • Irene knows EXACTLY what John likes. 
    • John confronts Irene and tells her to tell Sherlock she’s alive, because he hates seeing Sherlock upset; he thinks Sherlock was grieving about her, and not over his confused feelings John.
    • Irene essentially tells John HE LOVES SHERLOCK. She compares herself to him, AND JOHN DOESN’T DENY IT, but silently acknowledges that yes, he and Sherlock are a couple.
    • John wants to talk about what happened at Battersea, but Sherlock denies him because Sherlock’s scared of his own feelings and thinks he’s protecting John from Moriarty by keeping him at arm’s length.
    • John thinks Sherlock would be hurt to discover that Irene is for-real dead this time, so he chooses to lie, because John doesn’t want Sherlock to go into a sad fit again. John chose the “kinder” option, and then gives Sherlock what he wants when he asks for the phone even though it is not allowed.
  • THOB
    • John goes on a holiday with Sherlock. Just… they go on a holiday. There’s no argument about it, just… they go.
    • John doesn’t deny that he and Sherlock are together when the Innkeeper assumes they are together, rather he deflects, because it’s too close to the truth.
    • John pulls rank to show off to Sherlock for a change.
    • The cheekbones and the coat collar, essentially revealing that he stares at Sherlock all the time.
    • John forgives Sherlock for his brashness, experimentation, and ignorance of John.
  • TRF
    • Eye sex.
    • Another “people will talk” comment when they hold hands, and THEN John still holds onto Sherlock’s sleeve while Sherlock is babbling on.
    • John’s anger at both Kitty and Jim, defending Sherlock’s honour.
    • The rooftop exchange between the two and John’s unwavering faith in Sherlock (“I know you for real”).
    • John’s complete breakdown at seeing Sherlock dead.
    • The graveyard. Fuck.
    • Seriously, THE GRAVEYARD IS THE MOST BLATANT SCENE IN S2.
  • MHR 
  • TEH
    • John physically goes to Baker St. to “move on”. John couldn’t, in 2 years, bring himself to stay at Baker Street because it reminded him too much of Sherlock. Mrs Hudson calls him out on how he was “after” and John doesn’t say anything. Then he is angry about the comment that they were a couple because THEY WEREN’T. He blames himself for Sherlock’s death. 
    • To “move on”, John jumps into a relationship to get over Sherlock believing that his miracle would never come, only to have Sherlock come back at the worst moment and Mary manipulate John into a proposal.
    • Donde Estas, Yolanda? This song pretty much is John’s heart speaking.Actually, most of the music selection is really very “John” and his inner turmoil of trying to understand if he should try to make a move on Sherlock. Music in Sherlock is always important; it’s always projecting the feelings of either John or Sherlock on a subtextual level.
    • More eye sex.
    • John returning to Baker Street on his own, before the bonfire, dressed in his old outfit… It’s the only time in the whole episode he dresses like “pre-S3” John"… And his oscillation on the pavement and all that. 
    • And John’s RETURNS to 221b a second time. Because he can’t stay away.
    • I know it doesn’t look like it, but John forgave Sherlock.
    • “I was hooked. He’s like a drug.” JOHN, PLEASE.
    • #SherlockLives means #JohnWatsonLives. JOHN H. WATSON, PLEASE.
  • TSo3
    • SURPRISE! More eye sex and toffee eyes.
    • Stag night, pretty much all of it. It’s clear John is trying to loosen Sherlock up to make him more receptive to John’s advances. John tries to hit on Sherlock one more time before the marriage, but Sherlock was too drunk to understand what was happening. John assumes, with finality, that Sherlock doesn’t want him that way.
    • The obviously staged tumble forward to grab at Sherlock’s knee, followed by, “I don’t mind” and an indifferent shrug.
    • “I’m there if you want it.”
    • John’s first reaction to Sherlock’s adorable confusion after the best man speech was to hug Sherlock; he loves him so much that he is very moved by Sherlock’s admission to the whole of the room to how much John means to Sherlock. John even cried beforehand, and you can just SEE his FUCKING FACE glow every time he looks at Sherlock.
    • John ALSO grabs and holds Sherlock’s neck not once but twice in this episode.
    • John cluing in at the end of the episode that Sherlock does indeed feel something more for John when they share a look, and not being able to deal with his mistake, so he no-homo’d out of there because it hurt too much.
  • HLV
    • Only a month into their marriage, John is having wet dreams about Sherlock, and is visibly disappointed when Sherlock is not the one at the door.
    • John contacts Mycroft when Sherlock is overdosed.
    • Only to kick him out shortly after because he is upsetting Sherlock.
    • He tries to make Sherlock laugh and succeeds.
    • John’s jealousy once again, this time over Janine.
    • John’s longing looks to Sherlock.
    • John’s subtle “I want to come, too” when Sherlock mentions the case.
    • When John is searched at the flat, he makes a joke about his dick IN FRONT OF SHERLOCK to another man.
    • John’s immediate reaction to Sherlock being shot.
    • John’s off-screen acceptance to let Sherlock show him the truth about his murderer.
    • Mary knew that John loved Sherlock. It’s the whole reason she needed Sherlock gone, because John was starting to stray.
    • She didn’t want John to name the baby.
    • “John, you are addicted to a certain lifestyle. You’re abnormally attracted to dangerous situations and people.” [x]
    • Not really confirmed, but fandom assumes John left to stay at Baker Street during the 6 months we haven’t seen to care for Sherlock.
    • John’s acceptance at Sherlock’s plan for Appledore, even though it’s Christmas.
    • John not even flinching at the “damsel in distress” line.
    • John begrudgingly allowing himself to be flicked in the face just because Sherlock begged him to.
    • John’s horrified expression when Sherlock kills someone for him.
    • The Tarmac Scene, pretty much the whole thing. It’s set up like Casablanca’s plane scene, and John knows he has to let Sherlock go; he fumbles to find the right words to say to Sherlock. John, though, knew exactly what Sherlock was going to / wanted to say, and I think it hurts him that Sherlock never admitted his feelings.
  • TAB 
    • Because this episode takes place entirely in Sherlock’s head, I don’t think we should really include it in this list, but I’m going to anyway, since Sherlock actually picked up on John’s love for him. He knows that John will accept him regardless of his faults if he confessed his love for him. I think this is why S4 doesn’t sit right with me, because it completely diverted from this HUGE revelation that Sherlock had made in TAB.
    • Sherlock understands that John will always choose him, in the end. Again, another thing that makes S4 so OOC.
    • Also something that should be noted, running on the assumption that the modern scenes may possibly be real, John is concerned about the overdose and the fact that it could kill Sherlock.
    • Mycroft’s plea to John signifies that Myc knows about how much John cares for Sherlock.

And these are a crapshoot, because the whole series did a 180˚ with the narrative and John’s character. I’m so angry because I don’t believe for one second John would choose Mary over Sherlock. Anyway, here goes:

Granted, it gets less and less obvious in S3 and S4; S3 because I believe that we are in Sherlock’s POV and he perceives his relationship with John differently, and in S4 because I believe that S4 is a false narrative and it literally took great pains to keep them separated for some stupid reason.

Finally, I’ve also written about why John loves Sherlock in past posts, because of similar discourse:

I hope all of these help you feel better, Nonny, and please, everyone, I most likely will have missed many-a-point, so please add to them – I study Sherlock’s character more than John’s, so I have a harder time seeing John’s cues!

2

Major Allison Digby Tatham-Warter

He took an umbrella with his kit as a means of identification because he had trouble remembering passwords and felt that anyone who saw him with it would think that “only a bloody fool of an Englishman” would carry an umbrella into battle.

A Company were dropped away from the target of Arnhem Bridge and had to go through Arnhem where the streets were blocked by German forces. Digby led his men through the back gardens of nearby houses instead of attempting to advance through the streets and thus avoided the Germans. Digby and A Company managed to travel 8 miles in 7 hours while also taking prisoner 150 German soldiers including members of the SS. During the battle, Digby wore his red beret instead of a helmet and waved his umbrella while walking about the defences despite heavy mortar fire. When the Germans started using tanks to cross the bridge, Digby led a bayonet charge against them wearing a bowler hat. He later disabled a German armoured car with his umbrella, incapacitating the driver by shoving the umbrella through the car’s observational slit and poking the driver in the eye.

Digby then noticed the Padre pinned down by enemy fire while trying to cross the street to get to injured soldiers. Digby got to him and said “Don’t worry about the bullets, I’ve got an umbrella”. He then escorted the padre across the street under his umbrella. When he returned to the front line, one of his fellow officers said about his umbrella that “that thing won’t do you any good”, to which Digby replied “Oh my goodness Pat, but what if it rains?”

(People always talk about Jack Churchill for his Longsword and Longbow, so I thought as if I should make a post about Digby and his Umbrella.)

Theory and practice...in alchemy

Context:
We were playing a homebrew campaign, and my character was a mage. He always wanted to have a mobile alchemy-box, which contains the basic tools for alchemy. So after several adventures, he managed to gather enough gold to buy one. Though, he had to wait, until the party arrived into a big city.

Dm:
So what you gonna do fellas?
Mage (me) (OOC):
Finally! I. MUST. HAVE. An alchemy box!
Warlock:
Allright my friend, I’ll go with you to avoid thieves.
*Note: My character always failed perception checks against pickpocketers, somewhat the warlock were quite effective…mostly.
Warrior:
I’ll go too, just in case.

In short: The trio found a shopkeeper, who not only sales alchemy-box, but a quite valuable one, for a reasonable price. With the help of the rogue (good charisma rolls), his dreams came true. The shopkeeper also gave him a manual.

Mage:
THANK YOU SO MUCH, MY FRIENDS!
Warrior:
You’re welcome.
Warlock:
So heading for the inn? I hope the others managed the book a room or two for us.
Mage:
Indeed! Let’s not waste the time!

Some time later, the party decided to go shopping and looking for a quest/job, but my character was too excited. He decided to read the manual, and try his alchemy skills. Few hour later the party returned to the street, where the inn located.
Of course, the Dm asked me to roll a lot of skill-check. I did not fail, but there was a lot of “almost” success.

Dm:
Allright, Perception check for everyone!
*Everyone rolled good.*
In short, you see some smoke comes out from the window of the room, you just booked.
Sorceress:
*In the voice of disbelief*
Is that…our room? The window… of the room… we booked?
Warlock:
*With somewhat proud and sly voice.*
Ah! It seems our mage just discovered the fine little details between the theory and the practice in the Alchemy.
Mage:
*From the window.*
HURRAY! *coughing* SUCCESS!
War-priestess:
If my clothes got smoky, I’m gonna break his legs! 

4

“Dripping wet with water, Stanley realizes he has struck and abused Stella, and feeling repentant for lashing out at her, he searches for her…Sensually-macho and virile in his wet, torn T-shirt, he bellows repeatedly for Stella from the street in front of their building and sorrowfully begs for her return. It is a powerful, primal cry for her - almost an animalistic mating call.”

Marlon Brando as Stanley Kowalski in A Streetcar Named Desire (1951) dir. Elia Kazan