take the job seriously and yourself not at all

pluto & where you transform/ find power

~Pluto is the last generational planet and has the slowest orbit around the signs. Therefore, while some common generational themes can be found in the sign placements, the house placement should be focused on more when it comes to interpreting the individual. Most people here have their Pluto in Scorpio or Sagittarius. Ruled by Scorpio, Pluto shows what changes/truths you seek, how and where you transform yourself, the thin veil between powerfulness and powerlessness. Plutonian change is not as societal as Uranus’ systematic dismantling, but rather more internal, ruthless and intensely reformative.

Pluto in signs (more generational):


Transforming in….

Aries ♈: … an urgent, driven, bold way. themes of asserting independence
Taurus ♉: … a steady, enduring, collected way. themes of materialism
Gemini ♊: … a versatile, adaptable, communicative way. themes of exposed information and ideas
Cancer ♋: … an emotional, protective, defensive way. themes of intracommunity changes
Leo ♌: … a dramatic, creative, optimistic way. themes of indulgence
Virgo ♍: … a critical, practical, analytical way. themes of precision and self-mastery
Libra ♎: … a diplomatic, peaceful, harmonious way. themes of justice and fairness
Scorpio ♏: … a secretive, deep, intense way. themes of obsession and research discoveries
Sagittarius ♐: … a freedom-seeking, idealistic, expansive way. themes of travel/exploration and higher learning
Capricorn ♑: … a pragmatic, calculated, measured way. themes of industrialism and businesses
Aquarius ♒: … an unconventional, original and detached way. themes of humanitarianism and elitism
Pisces ♓: … a transcendental, sacrificial, idealistic way. themes of spirituality and addiction

Pluto in the houses (more specific to the individual):

Power struggles in or transformation within/through….

1st 🏠: … the self and the lifestyle. / constant regeneration of outlook and maybe appearance, feelings of alienation are possible. you are perceptive, aware of and sensitive to power struggles in your life. you find yourself holding many secrets for you feel powerful possessing knowledge that no one else does. you therefore prefer to keep your life private and keep things under wraps. you come off as intense, mysterious and have a magnetic presence that others are fascinated by. you may find yourself drawn to psychology and investigative research… you love a complex challenge.

2nd 🏠: … your self-worth and the acquisition of resources. / you may find your possession and resources constantly taken or ‘stolen’ from you, or otherwise inconsistent. you are insecure about your value and may find yourself often worrying about financial stability. you are incredibly resourceful though, and just as capable of getting the finances you lost back.. obsessive about wealth and acquiring possessions, you put in much effort in achieving the stability you seek. you may find yourself constantly throwing things out to get new things… you experience a lot of fundamental changes in your values and principles, maybe even appearance. may have a strong, booming voice that is lower in pitch

3rd 🏠: … communication and thoughts. / inquisitive & curious, you are a deep, pensive thinker and have an incredible perceptive awareness and analytical appreciation of things. you find yourself fascinated by new topics and may be prone to obsessive thinking.. regardless, you have a need to be heard and you communicate in a powerful, intelligent way that makes people listen. your ideas have much depth and ruthless wisdom. learning is a transformative experience to you and you may find yourself an extremely knowledgeable/high-achieving student. linked to educational investigative research & linguistics

4th 🏠: … the childhood and the domestic life. / you may have experienced a intense/turbulent past or a childhood with controlling, authoritarian figures that made you feel powerless. you may have deeply repressed desires because of this or are reserved and secretive about your background as a result, developing much protective armouring.. now you feel a need to subtly be in control of family traditions/in control of your ‘inner circle’; a powerful head of house. you are intensely protective of the people you consider a part of that inner circle. you likely have an unusual domestic life. some with this placement experience a sudden change in homes, developing resourcefulness & resilience through changing environments.

5th 🏠: … self-expression and leisure. / you have a deep creativity and a strong, intense & dramatic manner of self expression. more inclined to take pleasure/leisurely activities and romance seriously. there a lot of shifts in the love life and you may find yourself swinging from extremes, going from intense and transformative relationships and lovers to none at all. capable of forming extremely strong bonds with children or being very protective of your own. you may take pleasure in gambling or occult interests. possessive or obsessive lover

6th 🏠: … jobs and helping others. / obsessive concern over health & hygiene. you are passionate about servicing/helping others and do this through transformative means, may gravitate to psychology or therapy-related jobs as well as “inside” jobs (associated with spies). intense workaholic, you take your duties and work seriously. you may preoccupy yourself with work or helping others so much that you neglect your own health, self destructive tendencies that affect health are common with this placement.

7th 🏠: … partnerships and your interactions with others. / you are prone to having/gravitating to extreme and intense relationships - that’s where your passion is most apparent. destructive, obsessive, possessive lover/attracts destructive, obsessive, possessive partners (romantic or otherwise). similarly, may be controlling or attract controlling partners. you have good investigative skills and an ability to uncover secrets from others. you look for intimacy and depth in your interactions. you may be a lone wolf or have a dramatic social life. you’re reserved and private about your relationships because you hold their transformative powers dear.

8th 🏠: … your legacy and your intimate relationships. / you may have obsessive or compulsive tendencies and desires. capable of extreme regeneration and powerful inner transformation. passionate sexuality or strong intimate needs. you have a perceptive, psychic sensitivity and awareness. you are also capable of high self-control and discipline - empowers you and ignites you due to the potency of your powerful desires that you once thought were out of control. you don’t take things at face value which is why this placement is strongly associated with psychology, healing and investigative research; you look beyond the surface, aren’t afraid to dig deep or get your hands dirty. you’re resourceful, measured and calculated. resilient and not easily scared off, you can overcome extreme or adverse situations. you do have a tendency to expose hidden matters within yourself and others though, which may land you in trouble…

9th 🏠: … your beliefs and spiritual exploration. / you may be extremely religious or deeply attracted to spirituality or philosophy. expansion is fascinating to you and you have a strong drive to explore new horizons/pursue higher learning. if you do manage to pursue this, you might find yourself adept at or drawn to subjects that ‘uncover’ and expose hidden or secret matters, or subjects that have depth and insight on ‘taboo’/untalked about matters like life and death. you are unafraid of new or unfamiliar experiences, in fact you find them quite empowering. you are likely interested in exploring places that have a lot of history, depth or obscure legends in them. this placement is linked to archaeology, criminology, teaching & medicine.

10th 🏠: … the public image and the career. / you project a powerful, intense persona and come off as intimidating to others. your aspirations are high and you are ruthlessly ambitious. you have a magnetic presence that demands recognition and works hard for it… you look for powerful/high authority positions and likely aspire to be the boss. you are sensitive to power struggles in the workplace and are calculated in approaching such situations… sometimes you attract such opposition and challenges from others, for the public perception of you is controversial and divided. you can be self-serving and greedy but you are capable of incredible resourcefulness in your climb to the​ top. observant, very perceptive and may have a natural affinity with subjects that require insightful depth like psychology and (surprise) astrology. good investigative skills; you probe beyond the surface. celebrities with this placement can be very controlling of their public image. linked to career crises and you find power in overcoming them

11th 🏠: … the community and your circle of friends. / you are loyal and protective of your friends, capable of forming intense & deep bonds but you like to have power over them and tend to be lone wolf due to your controlling nature & seeming unapproachable. regardless, you are incredibly perceptive of changes in your environment and you find communities and friendships incredibly transforming. you like to change/manipulate group dynamics. you also have very fixed and potentially extreme ideals and views that may attract opposition from others - no matter, your persuasive skills are subtle but powerful. you may find power in forming friendships in outlandish, unusual places..

12th 🏠: … the subconscious and your solitude. / you face deep internal transformations in your alone time - a rich, and intense inner life that you may be inclined to keep hidden. repressed violent urges may manifest in your dreams. there’s a lot about yourself you may be unaware of that you will only learn through deep introspection and contemplation. you find great power behind the scenes and are inclined to isolate yourself from the ‘spotlight’/confining chains of society. you are pensive, secretive and incredibly layered. be careful of your suppressed rage - you can be unaware of how angry you are and it comes up in volcanic outbursts..

These are all my own interpretations, for more posts like this please follow @jupiteronic

i guess i just remembered this story from the DEH stage door so Michael Park was the first person to come out and i was so fucking starstruck like holy shit thats Michael Park and when he gets to me hes super friendly and so incredibly sweet just taking his time to talk and sign things and so i say to him “i have to say i think you are the funniest member of this cast” and i explained that he was just so uplifting and funny in interviews and stuff and first he said “well when this is your job you can never take yourself too seriously” which is honestly great advice and then a little louder he says “hey make sure to tell Will Roland you think im the funniest when he comes around” and i swear i hear from all the way down the stage door line in a very tiny Will Roland voice “michael i swear to god” 

S A V I O R (B. Barnes x Reader)

Word count: 2688

Warnings: Kissing, some Russian and this is shit, but whatever.


Longing, Rusted, Seventeen, Daybreak, Furnace, Nine, Benign, Homecoming, One, Freight car
Тоска, проржавевший, семнадцать, Рассвет, печи, девять, доброкачественная, встреча выпускников/корпоративы, один, грузовых автомобилей

My hands sting and I can already feel the bruises beginning to form.
I sit to catch my breath, in the deafening silence I hear a drop of my blood hit the scuffed wooden floor.

Looking back, not wrapping my hands was a bad idea.

I get onto my feet and hook another bag up. This time, being careful to wash and wrap my hands.
Letting out years of pent up anger felt good after a long day of dealing with idiotic people.

“You should probably take care of that first.” Steve comments just as I knock the bag off its chain, accidentally spilling sand across the floor.
“If it isn’t the star-spangled man with a plan, why are you here? What do you want?”
“I don’t want anything -” he says obviously finding humour in his joke. My patience is running thin and I shoot him a glare.
He clears his throat, regaining his composure. “Fury wanted to see you.”
“Fury? Nick Fury, the one that relieved me of my title as field agent?-” Steve tries to cut me off
“-All because yours truly made one little mistake-”
“You almost got us killed.” He cuts in
“But I didn’t! I came in and saved your ass, again!”
“You wouldn’t have had to save us if you stuck to the orders!”
“It was my brother! What would you have done! I fixed my mistake, but Fury didn’t give me my second chance, why should I give him his?”
“Y/N I-” he sighs “I need your help.”
I shoot him a questioning look. “My silence is your cue.”
“Do you remember Bucky?”
“Bucky. Barnes?…The Winter Soldier? Yeah, why?”
“S.H.E.I.L.D wants to recruit him”
“Why? He tried to kill us. You were his mission-”
“I was his friend.”
“Steve, Bucky was your friend, the Winter Soldier, he’s your enemy. You can’t save him. He’s long gone. And he tried to kill us.”
“He remembers.” Steve argues “H-he’s still the Bucky I used to know, deep down.” He clears his throat again.
“Fury said that if you brought him back successfully-and alive- he’ll give you your job back.”
“Fine, but I’m doing this for me, and only me, not for you or your issues with your broken boyfriend.” Steve barely contained his excitement as we walk to the jet waiting outside. After a short flight to Stark tower and many questioning glances, we’re sat around a table discussing the terms of the mission.

“There are tracking devices in all the weapons in case you decide to go rogue.”
“Stark, I take my job very seriously.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, it’s just a precaution.”
I glance over the weapons layed out in front on me and pick a few, stuffing them in my duffle bag. I pause when I see an unfamiliar weapon. “Hey, Stark, what’s this?”
“Turn it away from you, press the green button, it vaporizes whatever its aimed at.” He demonstrated on a vase sitting on the table and it turned to a pile of ash.
“Woah. That’s awesome!”
“Thank you.”
“Tony, if only you were as big as your ego, maybe you’d be able to reach the top shelf.” Although he was a few inches taller than me I still liked to tease him about his height compared to the others.

I sat back down looking over the Winter Soldier’s case file once again, taking in all the details, adding them to what I already know. In his military picture he looks young, determined, sweet, definitely handsome, probably a ladies man with his hair neatly cut and gelled.
In the other two he looked different. There’s one of him in cryo. Even in his frozen state you can still make out the crease in his brow, he looks like he’s… in pain. The one of him in action, a majority of his face is covered by a black mask, his hair long and messy. His metal arm stood out against his black uniform. The vibranium caught the sun and made the red star stand out even more. The way I recognized him best, as the Winter Soldier.

“Y/N!”
“What?” I say snapping out of my stupor

“You spaced out, it’s time for us to leave, you’re headed to Shelbyville, Indiana, that’s where the target was seen last.”

“He’s not a target.” Steve yelled from down the hall, slamming the door.

“Actually, Sam? Wilson, right? Alright bird-boy. I say we head to Washington. I was thinking metal-man grew up in Indiana, maybe he went looking for answers he couldn’t find. If you’re a fossil who doesn’t know how to properly use a computer, where would you go to search for the past?”

“The Smithsonian.” Bruce chimed in when we walked past him lab. I shot him a smile, seeing as he was the only one who sided with me when I almost got them killed, he’s one of my favorites. Him and Natasha that is. Agent Romanoff was always one of my favourites.
“Exactly, there’s a big plaque dedicated to Barnes there. I say we check it out. I don’t think Barnes would stay in one place too long, he knows he’s wanted.”
“You really think he’s there?”
“Wilson, I’m a spy, its my job to know where people are.” I send over my shoulder on my way into the quinjet. I’m met with a light chuckle from Mr. Patriotism himself. “What’re you laughing at?”
“You know, you’re quite funny, agent Y/L/N.” I’m slightly startled by the title, not being used to it anymore. Does he just have that much faith that I’ll succeed? Although, I’ve only failed one or two missions. “Alright Rogers, we’ve got three hours on the jet, try to behave.”

Three hours later I’m dropped off at one of Stark’s safe houses a few blocks from the Smithsonian.
“Call when you’ve got him, we’ll send a jet. And Y/N, please, don’t hurt him unless you absolutely need to.” A quick nod and a small smile from the Captain is my parting, from here I’m on my own. I head into the small rundown house, it’s bigger on the inside, cleaner and brighter too. There’s a bed to one side and a bathroom on the other.

“There’s no place like home.”

I drop my duffle and slip a gun into the waistband of my pants. I also grab a knife and slip it into the holster in my jacket, you can’t be too careful.

I decide to take the small ‘getaway’ car in the garage. Its not as great as Steve’s bug though.

The first few days go by with no sign of the infamous soldier. I’m caught off guard to finally see the one and only sporting a baseball cap, jeans and a sweatshirt. He has gloves on too, it seems. Its not too cold, it’s only late October, he’s most likely trying to hide the metal that could set civilians into a panic and most certainly give him away. He’s standing near the plaque dedicated to the one James Barnes of the 107th.

I stand and observe him for a little while. He reads the words over and over again. Its a good ten minutes before I finally walk over, careful not to startle him. I stand next to him and read the plaque for myself.
“Bucky seems like he was a great person, definitely someone you’d want to befriend.” He seems caught off guard by my words and he takes a second to comprehend my sentence.
“Yeah I bet he was a great person.” He says. “Was.” He says. I don’t comment on it because I know I wasn’t supposed to hear it. After another few minutes of silence I start again.

“You know, Steve really misses you.” His head shoots up and his eyes are dark and guarded. He recognized the name.

“He remembers.” Steve’s words play over in my head.

“Who sent you?” He questions obviously ready for a fight.
“S.H.E.I.L.D.” the look on his face tells me he doesn’t believe me.
“They want to recruit you.” No response.
“Bucky-” recognition crosses his features, but is gone almost immediately and his eyes soften, barely. He looked like he was thinking hard, remembering.
“-Steve wants you back, he wants you to remember and I can help.” I show him my S.H.E.I.L.D badge for proof
“Okay.”
“Let’s go because that guard hasn’t stopped watching you since you came in.” We head towards the street making our way to my car.
A tall man blocks our way. I pull out a gun and shoot. I clip his shoulder and he gets my leg, I collapse, but shoot again, this time its a head shot. The car’s gone and I can’t walk.
“How’d you get those through security?”
“Same way you got your arm through. Can you carry me, I can’t walk.” He picks me up as if I weighed nothing while I made a makeshift tourniquet.
I call Steve and then Romanoff and Banner, but none of them answer. He sets me down in a chair when we reach the safe house.
“Well, Earth’s mightiest heroes aren’t answering, I guess we’ll spend the night here. I’ll take first watch. You rest.” He hesitates, obviously not trusting me.
“If Steve trusts me, you can too. I promise.” He gets up and heads towards the bathroom. I hear the water start to run. I decide to make something light to eat for us, assuming he hasn’t had much lately. I hear the door click open.
“Hey, I made us dinner-” he standing in the doorway with only a towel wrapped around his waist. “I uhm, left my clothes.”
I hand him his clothes and try to keep my gaze from wandering. The door clicks shut again and I let out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding in. I sit on the bed and begin eating my sandwich. Bucky comes out, fully clothed with his hair neatly combed. I hand him his plate.
“You know, if there’s anything you want to know about yourself, I could try to answer, the basics at least. You’ll have to ask Rogers on the rest.”
“You know, that wasn’t me. None of it was me, I killed… So many people b-but, it wasn’t me.”
“I know Bucky.” I say taking his plate as he lays down.

He tosses and turns for hours. And when his breathing finally evens out I’m relieved to know he’s at least resting. I know what torture can do to a person. He sleeps for about an hour before he wakes up, immediately on guard. He wraps his metal hand around my throat
“Кто тебя послал?” Who sent you?
I’ve never been caught like this before, I could get out easily, but that would only make him more nervous,
“Bucky.” I choke out. “Its me, no one sent me.” His eyes soften and he drops me.
“I’m so sorry.” He says softly, glancing at the forming bruises.
“Its okay, I have them too, you know.” He looks surprised,
“You do?”
“Mm.” He looks at me for another second before going and sitting on the bed. He mutters quietly in Russian, but I can’t make out the words. I sidestep my bag and go to the sink.
“Drink.” I say handing him the glass. “What were you just mumbling?”
“Пытки равна прочности.”
“Torture equals strength.” We say together.
“ It was written on every surface back at Hydra.” I sit on the bed next to him, a bit closer than necessary.
“Все это будет нормально.” It’ll all be okay
He looks up at me and for the first time I see the ghost of a smile grace his features.
My phone rings interrupting our conversation.
“I’m sorry, we had a mission, I’ll come out to pick you up now.”

Thanks Clint, see you soon.“

“Katniss will be here soon, just throw your stuff in my duffle, I got it.” He does as he’s told, obviously confused, and goes back to his spot on the bed. It kind of set me off that he was trusting me. I knew well enough that it was an act. That he would try something. It was almost too easy.

×××

Bucky became my new partner on all my missions and he’s remembering more and more.
With the help of Steve of course.
Its been about 2 years. I’ll fill you in on the details.

I was right, when Clint came, Bucky tried to escape. To kill us. He didn’t succeed. He was locked up for a while, with only minimal visits from me or from Steve. Steve helped him to remember, I was like a therapist. Maybe it was because I didn’t remind him, maybe because I was, in a sense, a stranger, but nevertheless, we grew closer. Eventually, I got Fury to agree to let Barnes roam, with me as an escort. Once he was stable enough, he began training, which, in my opinion, he didn’t need. And then he was recruited.

“Hey, Buck, we gotta go, we’re on our way to Vegas, remember?”
Finally, a mission in a nice place. We drop down and check into a nice hotel, that’s a new one. There’s a Hydra base under one of the abandoned casinos in town and its our job to take it down.

×××

“Hey Buck, we’re in Vegas, we should do something fun.”
I say as we walk away from the burning building, cliché am I right?

“Why don’t we go back to the hotel and order room service? Watch a few movies, I’m still not caught up with the 21st century.” I laugh and nod my head in agreement.
I collapse on the bed and bury my face in the pillow.
“Are you tired, Мой ангел?”
I feel a rush of warmth at the name. Did he just call me his angel?
“No, just getting comfy.” I reply, my voice muffled my the pillow.
“I can make you comfy.” He says climbing in beside me and pulling me to him. He trails kisses up my neck to my jaw. I turn over to face him and give him a puzzled look. I’m not denying my feelings, everyone knew they were there, we’ve just never… confronted it, or even talked about it. And he’s never this carefree.

He smiles and captures my lips with his, a soft, yet hungry kiss, like he’d been waiting to do it. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he instinctively put his hands on either side of my head to hold himself up. I tuck my hand up under his shirt and he pulls away only long enough my me to slip his shirt off and throw it across the room. I trace the skin where the metal meets, its still red, but not as bad as when I caught him watching his own reflection. As if he were a monster, a few weeks after I brought him to S.H.E.I.L.D. he slipped my shirt up over my head and trailed kisses down my neck, to my chest and onto my stomach, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He brings his mouth back up to mine and his tongue skims my bottom lip. The moment ends when my phone rings insanely loudly. Bucky curses under his breath.
“What?” I snap at the person on the other line.
“Did I interrupt?” Comes the snarky voice of Tony on the other end.
“Why are you calling, Stark?”
“I sent Natasha to come get you guys, she’ll be there in a few hours.”
I end the call without a goodbye and look to the soldier piercing me with his blue eyes.
“I’m sorry.” He just chuckles and places a light kiss to my forehead.
“We’d better get dressed.” He muses a playful smirk on his face.
“To be continued, Кукла.”

Doll.

Idk why but I love the idea of Minkowski and Eiffel living together after wolf , scraping together some domestic life because they want to find something normal while being far from it, being too dependent on each other to stray far.
• in a kind of grubby house in the middle of an unknown town that’s being forgotten and fading long before they get there, built on the bones of long withered gods and working class oppression - there’s a good corner shop that sells obscure flavours of coke and the autumn leaves have their own shade of auburn. Everyone knows their faces, but nobody knows their story. Some people assume they’re married. Or siblings? The fortune of a small town means you can hide inside yourself, nobody owes them anything
• Eiffel frequently googling ‘how many cups of Minkowski’s detox tea will it take to cure my PTSD?’ with varying levels of seriousness
• he sleeps on the sofa and she sleeps on the floor of her bedroom with a pillow and blanket
• *eiffel, with a mouthful of froot loop cereal* 'I like guys.’
*minkowski hands him the electric bill* 'how many times do we have to have this conversation? “Getting a job” isn’t homophobic. Get a job.’
'Well, actually, if we start looking into like, how the workplace hiring process is entrenched in prejudice-’
'Eiffel.’
• Eiffel making Minkowski watch all his favourite pop culture movies, he falls asleep but she ends up absorbing them all and can recite the whole first alien movie word for word by breakfast the next day
• not answering any post because they don’t want people to know where they are, just burning it in the fire place with lumps in their throats and the feeling of being watched prickling up their neck
• Minkowski on the front porch, transfixed by the stars in summer time, tears streaming down her face
• 'i feel like we’re hiding’ / 'we’re dead. It’s different.’

anonymous asked:

Can I request a scenario with RFA + V and Saeran where MC is told that she is being let go from a her job and is upset?

Can’t really do a scenario for something like this;; Did a reaction instead  ( ̄▽ ̄)

 –R.I.

Request Killing: 18/30


Reactions to MC Let Go From Her Job

Yoosung

  • He used to visit you at work after his classes were over… Disappointed he can’t do that anymore
  • Also angry for you
  • Why would you, of all people, be let go from your job?
  • He knew how much of a hard worker you were
  • “It’s okay, MC. It didn’t pay you that well, anyway,” he said, trying to comfort you.
  • When he passed by the building you used to work at, he’d stick out his tongue childishly every time.
  • Despite how he spoke ill of the place and seemed angry, he was upset that he couldn’t see you as much anymore, more than anything.

Saeran

  • Probably the least helpful in this situation, to be honest
  • But he does get pissed for you—he knows how much you’ve been overworked
  • Gets in a fight with your manager
  • A brutal, physical, hands-on fight
  • (Also lands a hit on that one co-worker who was an asshole)
  • He risked getting caught by the police, but he fulfilled his promise to you of taking revenge.

V

  • His eyes actually light up when you say that you’re out of a job now
  • Which confuses you, because you thought that of all people, he was the most likely to sympathize and feel sad for you… and like, a pat on the shoulder or two…
  • But he looked happy?
  • “Be my model! I’ll pay you very well~” he exclaimed, beaming
  • ??? You didn’t think you looked the part for a model, though…
  • “Seriously, MC, you’re a work of art. You know that saying, beauty is in the eye of the beholder? Well. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you would see just how beautiful you are.”
  • Eventually coaxes you into modelling for him, on the condition that you may quit if you find a better job

Jaehee

  • Calmly processes the information that you tell her over the phone
  • Doesn’t want to get upset or anything, since she’s not the one going through this…
  • But she wants to help you as much as she can
  • Searches for jobs with good pay and management
  • Sends the best picks with advice on how to appeal to each company in your job application
  • “The least I can do is help you find a new job,” she replied when you expressed surprise from her actions

Zen

  • Worried about your living conditions as soon as he learns that you were let go from your job
  • Immediately offers for you to live with him temporarily
  • “You won’t be able to pay rent and take care of everything else until you’ve found another job, right?”
  • If you reject him, he’d still drop by with cooked meals and take-out everyday so that you didn’t have to worry about food expenses
  • You tried to reassure him that you had enough to take care of yourself for now, but he insisted
  • “I’ve been there before,” he explained. “I was careless with spending before I found my next job after I was let go from my first. It was harder than I thought… And I don’t want you to go through that same experience. Let me take care of you before anything can get worse, please.”

Seven

  • “No worries! I’ll help you take revenge!”
  • Spreads bad rumours online about the place you used to work at
  • Forces it to shut down due to the lack of popularity and profit
  • Secretly adds money to your bank account without you noticing, since you’ll be out of a job temporarily
  • Asks what you’d be interested working as
  • Sets up that specific job for you by kicking someone else out of that position… amongst several other dirty tricks
  • When you asked why he’d go so far for you, he simply replied, “You’re gonna be my Honey Buddha Chips supplier from now on! I can’t be bothered to go out and buy it myself, and I don’t have a legal bank account so!!”
  • SO. You’re gonna be his chip dealer. Should’ve known his generosity didn’t come for free…

Jumin

  • He doesn’t seem all too concerned when he hears that you were let go from your job
  • Everyone else in the chatroom was worrying about you but all he said was, “Oh, is that so?” and then stopped replying
  • You didn’t expect him to show up at your door with a stack of papers
  • He handed them to you and turned on his heel to leave
  • “Wait! What’s this for??” you asked, confused by his sudden appearance
  • He furrowed his eyebrows, “The reports you have to hand in tomorrow, of course.”
  • “Huh?”
  • “…Didn’t I tell you that you’re my second assistant now?” When you shook your head, he chuckled. “There’s no way I’ll let anyone in the RFA be jobless, silly.”
Life lessons written by a 90 year old

1) Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and family will.

2) If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it. 

3) Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

4) Frame every so-called disaster with these words, ‘In five years, will this matter?’

5) Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

6) All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

7) Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

8) If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d
grab ours back.

9) No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

10) The best is yet to come…

{Reaction} Gang EXO falling in love with their bosses daughter while they were supposed to guard them.

Note: So, admittedly I did struggle with this one a little so I hope it’s alright. Please enjoy anon and anyone else reading! ~Mami

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Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by daenso

When Chanyeol finds out he has the opportunity to protect you, he jumps at the chance. Not just because he likes protecting people, but also because he knows how beautiful and amazing you are since the boss talks about you a lot. When Chanyeol met you for the first time, his feelings were nothing more than a small crush, but as time went on, his feelings progressed and he found himself falling in love. A part of him would be really happy about it, since there isn’t a lot in his life that keeps him happy anymore, but he would also be upset, knowing how minimal the chance is that the relationship would work in such a rough business.

Chanyeol: “{y/n} if you accept my love, then I’ll stop all of this. I’ll give up the gang and we can live a normal life. We can get married and buy a house with a garden and a dog. We can think about having children and taxes. I promise that if you accept me, I’ll do everything I can to turn this all around.”


Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by kyungception

Kyungsoo didn’t have a say when he was told you needed to be guarded, and frankly, he wasn’t happy about it at first. At the start, he wouldn’t talk to you much. He’d make sure you were safe and nothing more, he didn’t want to get involved with you more than he needed to. But as time moved on, that became increasingly difficult, especially since you were so sweet. It started off that you offered to talk to him about his problems, and for a long time he wouldn’t. But when you got him to open up and trust you, he did. That’s when he started falling in love, and that was the point of no return.

Kyungsoo: “Would you ever date someone from a gang?”

{y/n}: “Maybe, why do you ask?”

Kyungsoo: “I was just wondering…”


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Baekhyun doesn’t have the ‘ladies man’ image for no reason. When he’s told he’s guarding you, he sees this as a perfect opportunity to woo you {he doesn’t care if you’re the boss’s daughter, if he sees something he wants, he isn’t going to hold back.} For a long time, his attitude was simple flirting and persuading you into one night stands {but since it’s him, he didn’t have to persuade you too hard.} He started to realise he was in love quite early on, which to him was rather scary, but he wasn’t going to let it fuck everything up. He’s still a member of a gang, and no woman was going to change that. Therefore, he intended to hide behind his feelings for as long as he could get away with.

{y/n}: “If this is just a one night stand, why are you still here?”

Baekhyun: “I’m supposed to be protecting you, remember?”

{y/n}: “Not on Sundays, my Dad is home.”

Baekhyun: “It’s Sunday already? Wow… I had no idea.” *Terrible liar*


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by exoturnback

Sehun would have a hard time when he first starts guarding you since you didn’t want to be guarded. You’d argue with him and pick fights when he told you that you couldn’t go on ‘missions’ with him. But even though you drove him crazy, he still managed to fall for you. But that only complicated things. When he fell for you, he found himself caving into your pleads to going out with him to illegal spots and doing dirty work.

Sehun: “You can’t come on this one {y/n}, it’s dangerous.”

{y/n}: “More dangerous than robbing a bank with arms?”

Sehun: “… Not the point, if your Dad finds me I’m dead.”


Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by jonginssoo

Lay won’t take any messing around from you. If you try and get out, he isn’t going to take it lightly, or if you try and deceive him, he isn’t going to let you off for it unpunished. At first, the relationship wasn’t much, he was the guard, and you didn’t dare try and get past him. But as the relationship progressed, you became more daring, knowing where Yixing’s boundaries where and which buttons you could push. He started falling for you, but he’s a realistic man, and knows that a relationship with the boss’s daughter is more than forbidden.

{y/n}: “I’ll go right now and tell him how I feel about you-”

Yixing: *Grabs your wrists and pushes you up against a wall* “Not if I make sure you can’t walk to go and tell him”


Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

Jongdae knows the business of the job is rough, and feels sorry for you that you didn’t have a choice but to be in it. When he’s asked to guard you, he does, mainly because he knows how dangerous the business can be, and he doesn’t was you getting hurt on his conscience. He spends most of his time talking to you while guarding you. Luckily for him, no one really tries to come and find you, so his job is pretty easy. He realises he’s fallen in love when his job is slowly ticking towards it’s end, and he knows that if he doesn’t confess now then he’ll probably never have the chance again.

Jongdae: “I know you’re my boss’s daughter, but I really like you {y/n} and I want to be able to protect you forever…”


Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by minseokked

Like Yixing, Minseok won’t take any messing around. But unlike Yixing, he doesn’t let his feelings change how he works around you. When he starts falling in love, he doesn’t become any more lenient, and certainly doesn’t let it change how he does his job. He’s not going to let you sneak out behind your Dad’s back just because he’s in love with you. He can be a sweetheart, taking care of you, but he can also be very intimidating. When he finds out you feel the same way that he feels for you, he doesn’t know what to do with the information. And even though he plans on making some kind of confession, he makes sure that his guarding job is done beforehand, knowing he can’t let his personal feelings interfere with his work.

{y/n}: “But I want to go and see that guy! He was so hot and-”

Minseok: “If you wanted to see a hot guy {y/n}, all you had to do was ask.” *Raises up his shirt slightly to give you a sneak peak of the toned muscles that lay underneath*


Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Even though Tao is undoubtedly the strongest member due to his martial arts, that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to be a complete ass when it comes to protecting you. He would see guarding you as babysitting, and would probably be very careless at first. That is until you go missing and he freaks out because he knows your Dad will kill him if he finds out. Though Tao doesn’t take long tracking you down, he beats up the people that took you and takes his job more seriously after that. During his time of protecting you, he teaches you some self defense and some basic martial arts so that you can protect yourself. This is when he realises he’s really fallen in love.

Tao: “No, your arm needs to be like this.” *Comes up behind you and holds your hand to put it in the right place. Smiles when he feels his cheeks blush like he’s a teenager all over again.*


Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by baekintime

Even though Junmyeon is very kind, he is also very demanding, and won’t let you do anything that he sees as unsafe. He knows how to handle himself and won’t ‘take messing from a little girl.’ When he starts to fall in love, that’s where his starts to go downhill. He doesn’t know what to say, so he simply continues to try and work, but it’s not the same with the added emotions. He’s still a hard ass, and refuses to let you do anything bad, but he is more lenient and will take you out to certain places as long as they’re safe enough to do so.

{y/n}: “Please? The coffee shop is literally over there, please?”

Junmyeon: “Ugh fine, but this is your only treat.”

{y/n}: “Remember when you said that last night?

Junmyeon: “… Shut up, we don’t talk about that. Especially when your Dad could be around the corner.”


Lu Han

Originally posted by moncide

Luhan accepted the job to guard you, and certainly didn’t regret it. Since he’s so used to the guns and violence, he isn’t easily intimidated, if anything, he’s more intimidating than some of the other members. He’d spend half of his life walking around with a knife in his boot, and can be strict with you when he needs to be. He only lets you out when he’s with you, and does not appreciate other men looking at you. {He will beat up those shits if he notices them looking or make a comment about your hotness.} He realises he’s in love one night while you’re sleeping {he doesn’t sleep much, he doesn’t trust himself to since he can’t ensure your safety}. He was watching your face, how soft and beautiful it was and how peaceful you looked when you slept and that’s when he realised his true feelings

Luhan: *Watches you, realising he’s in love* “Well shit… that’s fucked up.”


Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by kaibility

Jongin was told to guard you after an incident where you had been captured, so when he finally started his job, he realised how screwed up you really were after the bad experience. He knew how scared you must be, and took that into consideration while guarding you. Unlike the other members, Jongin is a lot more caring, and will treat you more as a person than his ‘job.’ He makes you feel safe in any way possible, even if it means cuddling with you in the bed {though he isn’t exactly complaining about that one.} He doesn’t really remember when he realised he loved you, it just always seemed to be there, and that’s when he silently vowed to himself that he would never let you get hurt.

Jongin: “You’re a precious little petal, aren’t you {y/n}” *Patching you up after you fell over running away from another gang with him.*


Wu Yifan/ Kris

Originally posted by ohyaahkkaebsong

Kris was assigned the job of guarding you after he saved you from a very dangerous gang. The boss had been so impressed that he had given your well being into Kris’s hands and Kris really didn’t know how to feel about that. Half of him was happy, he wasn’t about to complain about having a beautiful girl all to himself, though another part of him was annoyed, he didn’t want to become your ‘babysitter’ as he put it. At first, he didn’t show you much emotion, but when he found out you’d fallen for him, he couldn’t help but fall for you. He realised he was in love with you while watching you do ordinary jobs in the small apartment you were both staying in together as a hide out.

Kris: “She’s so talented”

{y/n}: “Did you say something?”

Kris: “Table! I said table, you’re a table!” *Bad when it comes to complimenting/confessing*

serious | s.r.

word count: 1475

warnings: self consciousness, mild swearing

a/n: requested by my fave gal ever! (not gonna say name bc she doesn’t want me to but btw ILY) also this hit me in the feels because i honestly feel this way every living day.

summary: reader is the shortest on the team and isn’t usually taken seriously by police departments they work with.

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It wasn’t uncommon for the sheriff or police chief you were working with to ask if you were old enough to be an FBI agent. You were older than Spencer by a year and a half, but it didn’t matter when everyone else towered over you and you didn’t have a title like Spencer that could help your case.

You’d think someone as tough as you wouldn’t care, but all it does is remind you of your middle school and high school years when everyone said things about you that they thought you didn’t hear, but you did.

Every time you and the BAU went and joined a department on a case, it felt like high school all over again. Everyone, except the team, was giving you weird looks that said, “I thought you had to be twenty-three to join the FBI.” You were twenty-nine.

No one on the team knew how you felt, you didn’t want to burden them with the thought. You kept it to yourself, but you can’t keep everything from a group of profilers. Reid was the first to notice something was wrong.

You, Reid, and the rest of the team were in New York to investigate a string of murders in the Albany area. You had so much anxiety walking into the police department, knowing it was going to be the same as it always is.

“Nice to meet you,” Hotch said, shaking the hand of the police chief, “My name is SSA agent Aaron Hotchner, and this is my team, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, Y/n Y/l/n, Derek Morgan, David Rossi, and Dr. Spencer Reid.”

Just as you expected, the police chief’s eyes lingered on you for a second more before turning her eyes back to Hotch. “Nice to meet you, too. Follow me, we have the case files in here.” She said, taking a second glance back at you, as you all followed her.

Spencer noticed how anxious you were, and he noticed the police chief as she kept looking at you. She whispered something into another officer’s ear and he just shook his head. Of course, they thought you didn’t see it, but of course, you saw it. Your face felt red as you directed your attention back to the case.

Yes, Spencer felt bad, but he didn’t know what he could do. He didn’t understand why exactly it bothered him so much that you were bothered. Sure, you were best friends, but it wasn’t that. He felt different, and now that he thought about it, he had felt different about you for a long time. This is why it hurt to see you like that.

Within the week, you and the team solved the case and you were more than relieved to finally go home to D.C. and back to your apartment where you could bask in the fact that no one that was around you.

But something was wrong. When you arrived home, all the feelings and emotions you had kept bottled up inside finally broke out and you realized you couldn’t take it anymore. You sat down on your couch, resting your elbows on your knees and your head in your hands, the tears that had been longing to erupt finally spilled.

It hurt so much, it was agony and you wished just for once to be taken seriously, just once. What is it worth having this job if you embarass yourself everytime you get a case.

The very next day, you walked into Hotch’s office. Your heart was beating out of your chest, “Am I actually going through with this?” You asked yourself.

“Y/l/n, is something wrong?” He asked looking up from his desk.

“I want to apply for resignation,” You replied, there was an obvious shock that spread across his face.

“Are you sure about this?” Hotch asked.

“I’m sure.” You finished, and with that you walked out of his office, leaving him to wonder what caused the sudden change. You adored your job, you wanted to be an FBI agent since you were young, and now it’s all crashing down.

* * *

When you got home, the only thing in your mind was the memory frim earlier, replaying in your head and it hurt like hell. On your kitchen counter, sat a framed photo of you and your team, all out a dinner for your birthday last year.

The photo itself wasn’t emotional, but the fact you were leaving all these amazing people behind felt worse than being shot at close range. A wave of realization hit you, “I’m leaving.” Tears flowed from your eyes as you sank to the ground.

“My god, what am I doing?” You whispered through the sobs. These were your best friends, and then there was Spencer. Just the thought of not seeing him everyday, it made you not want to leave.

You got up, and forced yourself to stop crying. “Just relax, relax.” You said as you laid down on your couch and turned on the television. It was Harry Potter weekend on Freeform and the third movie, Prisoner of Azkaban, was on.

There was a knock at the door which caught you off guard and made you jump. You got up and looked through the peep hole to see who it was; Spencer Reid. There was no doubt in your mind that Hotch had told the rest of the team about you resigning. You opened the door, not knowing that your eyes were still red from crying.

“Hotch, he told me about you wanting to quit.” He said softly. “You’ve been crying, you don’t want to leave?”

“Yes, I do, but at the same time, I don’t. I just don’t know, but what I do know is that I’m sick and tired of not being taken seriously.” You replied, looking up at him. You opened the door more so that he could come in.

“Is that why the police chief was…” His voice trailed, but you nodded, you knew how he was going to finish the sentence. You sat down on the couch and he sat right next to you, putting an arm around your shoulder.

“It’s been like this for as long as I can remember. I didn’t think I’d ever have to deal with people whispering about me when I was out of high school. Everything is supposed to be okay when you’re an adult, people aren’t supposed to do that anymore. I couldn’t wait to graduate because I just wanted to be treated like everyone else, and now I know that’s never gonna happen.” You said, as a soft laugh escaped your lips through the tears that rolled down your cheeks.

“Please, please don’t go through with the resignation.” He said, he hated seeing you like this, but he didn’t know what he would do if you left. He’d miss all the decorations you put up whenever the holidays come around and he’d miss your smile, and your laugh, but he didn’t know if a simple ‘please’ would be enough to make you stay, since you were obviously hurting. “I know that might not be enough to make you stay, but honestly, I have no idea what I’d do without you and I can’t stand seeing you hurting like this.”

“There’s, er, another reason why I’m leaving, but I don’t think I should tell you.” You said, not knowing whether you should tell him or not.

“Tell me, please.” He insisted.

“Well, um, there’s this person and they’re really amazing, and I think I like them as more than a friend, but they’ll never feel the same way since they’re them and I’m, I’m me.” You finished, you felt your bottom lip quivering as you spoke. The anxiety of the situation made your blood run cold.

“I think you should just tell them,” Spencer said, even though his heart sunk knowing you were in love with someone else.

“I just did.” You whispered enought so he could hear. He looked down at your y/e/c eyes, they were glazed over with tears, “Forget it, I shouldn’t have said anythi-” He cut you off, connecting his lips to your slightly chapped ones.

“Please don’t resign, Y/n/n.” He said, he was the only one who called you that.

You hesitated, contemplating your choice, “Okay,” You said softly, “I tell Hotch to cancel it.” You finished, smiles spreading across both of your faces

Persona 5 Headcanon: Studying w/ The Phantom Thieves

Originally posted by kutout

A lack of P5 imagines here… And so, to begin finals week, I’m gonna take advantage of it. :P :3 I got you fam. [I haven’t finished playing through the game, so some characters might be shorter than others… I literally only just finished changing Madarame’s heart]

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1800-neon-stars  asked:

I'm so sorry I just scrolled through the entire SDM AU tag and I live for this AU now PLEASE TELL ME MORE

i have been meaning to answer this for MONTHS (literal months, xkit says you sent this 15 november…..oops)

im cold rn, so here are some temperature related things

  • the heater literally never turns off. 30 celsius outside with 100% humidity? oh well, the heat’s still on! heat stroke on the job????? who cares/???? fuck you and fuck your comrfort,
  • now for most of them it’s not so bad because they have t-shirt uniforms, and the front tills are nearer the freezers, but lance literally has to  wear this heavy black blazer and is furthest from the freezers and there are also the really warm lights on all the displays
  • and you can bet your ass he bitches about it at any given opportunity.
    • coran over the phone: hullo lance, i got an order in for ya, want me to bring it out? :-{D
    • lance, sprawling across the counter dramatically: is it an order of ice cubes that i can put in my shirt because if not then NO i dont want your DUMB ORDER
    • coran: lance please it’s an important order.
    • lance: o.
    • coran: im bringing it. 
    • lance: …….if you must
      • can you tell how salty i am about this situation which i deal with on a Daily Basis
  • everyone and their grandmother have complained to shiro about the furnace in the summertime
    • “IM MELTING MY MAKEUP IS JUST FUCKING OOZING OFF MY FACE”
    • “invest in a better setting spray.”
    • “RUDE”
    • pidge, standing flush against the freezers: “turn the heat down or i’ll kill myself”
    • shiro, sighing: “i can’t, it’s head office. you know this. and you say that for any minor inconvenience, i can’t take you seriously. you said you’d kill yourself if you ever have to count money again, which is your job. in case you forgot”
    • “i’m jumping off the roof tell matt i love him and that i stole the last of his animal crackers”
  • the only place the temperature is normal is in allura’s office. only she, coran, and shiro are allowed in there. they’re all super smug.
    • pidge is ready to fight all three of them at once
    • keith steals shiro’s snacks at home as payback
    • lance and hunk purposely be super annoying over the intercom. “TAKASHI call extension 2-5-BETRAYAL!”
      • they’re all children
  • in the wintertime when it’s like negative goddamn forty, hunk will literally go outside to get the carts or put out the garbage with like, a hoodie on, if that. no one understands how he does it. 
  • lance tells everyone that hunk is a superhero. hunk does not argue and nods solemnly
  • keith, who hates the cold but somehow manages to always be cold, is very jealous bc like, there he is wearing a long sleeved shirt underneath his uniform with a cashier sweater overtop…and he’s still cold.
    • hunk notices this one day. he sees keith standing at his cash huddling close to the machine for warmth and immediately his heart melts and he walks over to keith and just opens his arms
    • and keith stares at him like “what”
    • and hunk is like “come on man HIT ME with those GOOD HUGS” and just swoops keith into a huge warm tight hug and keith is shook, but also hunk is very warm and cuddly so he just accepts it
    • this is a common occurrence
    • lance is jealous
    • “hunk, my man… STOP stealing my boyfriend.”
    • “it’s not my fault he likes me more than you.”
    • “that’s– ridiculous! no he doesn’t!”
    • “yeah actually i like hunk better”
    • “i cant believe this”

logicalbookthief  asked:

Ah, I hope you have a fantastic trip to Italy, I'm sure you'll have a blast! I'm actually planning to study abroad there myself, but next semester 😄 And if you're still looking for prompts to wile away the long plane ride, maybe an alternative pov of someone Dick works with in the police department reacting (maybe unintentionally eavesdropping on?) to seeing his father, billionaire and apparently very concerned parent Bruce Wayne, when he's seriously injured on the job

Thank you! I’m having fun so far, for the most part. Today’s the first day I’ve had that I can finally take a break and breathe, and I’m finding that I’m feeling just a tad bit home sick. Still, this whole experience has been amazing.

I hope you have a wonderful trip abroad yourself! Thanks for the prompt!


This wasn’t supposed to happen. He and Grayson had taken all the necessary steps to make sure everyone would come out of that situation unharmed, and yet—and yet it had been Grayson who’d taken that bullet. That bullet that had been meant for Officer Derek Wilhelm’s heart.

Because if Grayson hadn’t pushed him aside, Derek would have been leaving the hostage-held bank in a body bag. Grayson had said they were lucky. That just because Grayson was the only one in the hospital things were better.

But it should have been Derek. Not Richard Grayson. Grayson had saved his life, and all Derek could think to do to repay the man was sit in vigil at his bedside, just waiting for Grayson to wake up from the anesthetic.

He’d expected it to be a quiet time, spent in silence and self-hatred. What he doesn’t expect is for the door to bang open and a man dressed to the nines to come storming in, an old man in a weird suit and an angry doctor trailing behind him.

“I don’t care how rich you are,” the doctor is saying. “This is a hospital. We have rules here. And you can’t see Mr. Grayson until he gives permission for you to visit him. You’re not on his contact list.”

“Check it again,” the man says, barely giving the doctor more than a glance before he’s striding towards the bed. Towards Grayson. Towards Derek.

Derek stands up, hand creeping towards his belt. “Excuse me, sir, but the doctor said you don’t have permission to be in here.”

The man’s face doesn’t change, but there’s more than a hint of anger in his voice when he speaks again. “Screw permission.” He points to the bed. “That’s my son, and you can’t keep me from seeing him when he’s just been shot—”

“I’m sorry,” the doctor says, a bit quieter and with somewhat more empathy. “But you’re not exempt from the rules Mr. Wayne. Especially since Officer Grayson was on duty.”

“Bruce?”

Derek starts, whirling around to see Grayson blinking away the last dredges of sleeping. He isn’t looking at Derek, though, or the doctor or the old man. No, he only has eyes for who Derek’s put together to be Bruce Wayne. Richard Grayson’s adopted father.

Derek stands down, and Bruce Wayne walks right past him to Grayson’s bedside.

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The Lost Memories - Part 3

Originally posted by nochuie


I wake up next to Jungkook, the one that I hated wholeheartedly and let’s not forget that he claims that he’s my husband

◇ genre : angst & romance
◇ summary : after visiting the hospital, both of you and jungkook came out with an idea that might help you to regain your memories
◇ words : 3.1k
◇ author’s note : the past 3 weeks hd been a tough week for me and I’m trying my best to update this. sorry for mistake and i’ll edit asap.Thanks for reading, xoxo

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You can’t help yourself from staring at Jungkook who seems too immersed on the paper that he have been listing out list of the things that both of you often doing together as well as the frequent places that you have been visiting with him in the past days. It is already been one hour and half since both of you back from the hospital and from that on, he keeping gluing his face onto the paper leaving you all alone, sitting on a dining chair across from him. You began to feel bored as your fingers started tapping on the dining table while humming to yourself in order to kill your boredom. Instead, it only takes a while before you averted your eyes towards Jungkook.

You don’t know why, you kind of enjoyed viewing this look that Jungkook had now on his face; his doe eyes slightly widen as his brows furrowed together, seriousness splattering all over his face showing that he is thinking deeply so that he would not miss even a single thing that need to be jot down on the list. His aura did a great job as it managed to attract your attention towards him, making you began to doze off while staring at him. You have to admit that your husband do have a good-looking face and no wonder back then there are so many girls like to linger around him.

You are too deep in your thought as well as too busy staring at a masterpiece until you did not noticed that Jungkook is already standing in front of you while waving his hands hoping that it would break your delusion and getting you back to the reality. “Y/n? Y/n?” A soft voice hit your eardrums and that’s when you realized that he is already there, continuously calling for your name to get your attention towards him. Without him knows, your attention is already fully on him.

He continuously flicked his slender fingers right in front of your face, snapping away your mind from delusion back to the reality. You shook your head vigorously; finally realize that you have been staring at him for a while. Blood started to rush up to your cheeks, making it flushed in a shade of pink as you felt slightly embarrassed after he caught you secretly staring at him.

A smile tugged on the corner of his lips as his heart skipped a beat with content when he catches a glimpse of your face with a glint of anxious plastered on it. Your eyes slightly widened when you met him as you tried to look away to lessen the awkwardness. He still not used of seeing that looks even it usually happened in the past times when you are still you, when you are still Y/n who loves him wholeheartedly.

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Adapting

Hiccup x Reader

27. “Can we go somewhere high so I can jump off it?”


“That was awful.”

“No it wasn’t.”

“Like really bad.”

“Hiccup-”

“Can we please go somewhere high so I can jump off of it?”

“Okay, first of all,” you take hold of his upper arm and stop him in his mad race down the path, “you’ve already done that.” Hiccup rolls his eyes up to the sky, and you smile softly, smoothing your hands over his chest. “You did fine.”

He snorts. “I’m pretty sure that if I weren’t new at this and nineteen, Chief Bogo would have kicked me out.” He groans and throws his fists at the sky before grinding the heels of his hands into his eyes. “I sounded like such an idiot.”

You nod. “You’re right, you did.”

He glares at you over his hands. “Thanks,” he mumbles dryly. 

“But,” you giggle, taking his arm as you continue to walk again, “you already said it: You’re new at this. You just have to give yourself time, Hiccup.”

The Dragon Master sighs. “I know, I just . . . I wish I could be like him.”

You stop again and face him with compassionate eyes. “Hey, don’t think that. I’m almost positive that Stoick wasn’t perfect at this job when he started. And seriously, Hiccup . . .” You lean into him, pressing your hands firmly against his chest. “He’s proud of you. We all are.”

He breathes out through his nose and nods, his fringe falling over his face as he does. When he lifts his head back up, you tuck the soft, brown hair back and smile softly. His lips tilt up gently and he pulls you into a hug, burying his nose into your hair. “I’m glad you’re here with me,” he whispers, breath tickling your neck.

You close your eyes and wrap your arm around his shoulders, using the other one to graze your fingers along his scalp. “I wouldn’t be anywhere else.”

but can we just take a second to appreciate how ridiculously KEEN alex is? he gives that word a whole new meaning. wow. i mean, as cute as aaron´s face is, if it were me, i´d have run weeks ago

  • seriously, it all starts off with liv fake-texting you as aaron, making you believe that there is some genuine interest there, so you drive all the way out to that teeny tiny village after a super long shift, only to realise upon arriving at mill that aaron actually didn´t want to see you. at all. 
  • but he calls you back up and so you go around, because a face as cute as that is definitely worth a second try
  • and you realise the dude is into flipping topgear, but whatever, he´s nice and sweet and he´s got a cute face, so you´ll take it
  • so then you finally end up getting a proper date. wohooo.
  • but it ends with resident nightmare and aaron´s ex-husband robert sugden coming at you and accusing you of ethics violations and general creepiness. great. not the way you expected this to go.
  • so once you get rid of him, you end up spending a good amount of your date talking about said nightmare ex-husband 
  • (who you assume poisened a teenager, so what does that tell you about aaron´s taste in men? i´m just saying, i´d be worried)
  • but you try to make the best of it and try to bond with aaron about just how much of a mess his ex-husband is, but that gets shut down as well
  • crap
  • and to top it all of you get rejected when trying for a kiss after all that
  • double crap
  • so you just go home, disappointed, but you know, at least you put yourself out there. good job you.
  • BUT THEN THERE`S ANOTHER TEXT MESSAGE AND ASDSJKDSJ it´s not like you really get a lot of chances to date with your job and aaron´s really got something about him so you give it yet ANOTHER chance
  • but it ends up being another awkward set-up. seriously???
  • so you have his sister and this random stray kid living in aaron´s house being super pushy about it all, and his relatives sneekily taking pictures of you, while you´re just trying to have some lunch and maybe get yourself a cute, scruffy boyfriend? what is wrong with this family?? who are these people???  this is just all getting really uncomfortable and you´ve just been working for 18 hours straight????
  • BUT FUCK IT, AARON IS REALLY CUTE AND HE`S JUST GOT SOMETHING ABOUT HIM SO YOU´RE GOING TO IGNORE ALL THE RED FLAGS AND GIVE IT ONE MORE TRY
  • and hell yes, eventhough you´re super bad at flirting and perpetually tired and you don´t like topgear at all, you finally get a kiss off aaron dingle so all of this must have been worth it??
  • and now you´re in so deep that you´re ditching your own friends and family on christmas day to spend time with this dude that you´ve been on like two decent and two absolutely horrendous dates with, because he´s aaron dingle and this makes total sense in your mind

that´s commitment.

so shoutout to you alex, because if this doesn´t end up giving aaron “gay catnip” dingle some much needed self-worth, i don´t know what will.

i mean, you´re going to get dumped super hard in the new year, just because you´re nothing like resident nightmare robert sugden, which is tough, but just know that by upping aaron´s self-esteem you´re truly doing the lord´s work, mr. nice guy.

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“Are you sure I have to strip completely?” Sasuke asked, blushing and holding the hem of his pants which had already went half way down revealing his beautiful bottom.

Naruto was blushing too. His hands holding the camera was slightly shaking although he tried to hold back. He secretly licked his lips as Sasuke’s pale globes of ass slowly appeared from his pants. “Y-yes! It’s completely necessary!”

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how to write college essays

Hey guys! This is Peng’s first post in the college prep advice series. I felt obligated to write this one as my first because, well, I’m a freshly pressed senior who was recently admitted to my dream school via early decision. And I feel that I was accepted mostly for my essay, so hey, why not help other students out as well? So without further ado, here is my advice on how to write the best college essay you can…
  
(NOTE: I am talking about the “Why __” essays. Other prompts may be too various for me to cover in one essay. Ask me and I might help you, though!)


INTRODUCTION: Why is it important?

College essays are often noted as the largest or one of the most reflective parts of a student’s college application (to an American university). People often say that while the numbers (the GPA, the SAT scores, etc.) reflect the “objective” sides of the prospective student, the “subjective” side is best represented through the student’s own writing. Through short answers and essays, you as a student must prove yourself not just a statistical fit but also a personality fit with the college.

In this aspect, it is first most important, before even starting your essay or even adding that college to your Common App list, is to think whether you are the right fit for the college. I’m not talking about stats–I’m talking about the studying environment, the location (city? countryside? suburban?), the demographics (are you overwhelmed when there is a very low percentage of your own race/ethnicity, or does it not matter?), offered majors, etc. Don’t just think about whether they have a good pre-med track, think about whether there are other majors or subjects you can switch to in the case that you might change your mind in college (this is important because many, many students change their minds. After all, a whole bunch can happen when you’re in a totally new environment with new people and a whole new level of learning).

  

PART 1: Play it smart. It’s a game.

Let’s face it–the college app process is a crapshoot. Don’t take it too seriously - they’re not judging you as a human being (in all honesty–it’s up to no one to judge you!). College is a business and they want to buy good products. So your job is to understand the motto of the “company” (the college’s motto) and then be able to present yourself as the product they want. I mean, think about it: the decision making process is nothing more than a group of people judging four years of your life (through a few numbers and a few written works) in order to see whether you’ll thrive in X college and make X college proud. It’s a human-run process that is prone to, well, human-like errors. So don’t get too tied up emotionally in the college app process (I’ll make a better post on this later). It’s okay to be stressed, but try not to go to the point where you think your life will be over if you don’t get in. That’s not a healthy attitude to maintain in the long run (even if you do get in). You need to detach yourself emotionally, evaluate the situation with only logic (what can I do to get in? - while also knowing it’s totally okay if you don’t), and then carry through with your plan.

Therefore, once you are sure that you want to apply to this college, it is then important to understand the college. By understanding, I’m not talking about knowing its history; I’m talking about knowing what the admissions officers (henceforth called AOs) want. Some colleges like the academically rigorous. Others like the academically passionate. Others still like those who aren’t top-notch “book smart” but have an undying curiosity in all realms of knowledge. Others yet search for those who can balance a tight schedule. Some might like those who are giving and compassionate and are willing to use their talents to help those in need. Whatever X college wants or claims to be their “pride,” you must show them through your essay. You have to give them what they want in order for them to want you.

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What’s the issue with self-diagnosis?

Self-diagnosis is to essentially seek out what medical conditions you might have by looking up your symptoms online. It has become widespread and popular on Tumblr- especially among disability activists- as a way to identify and claim medical conditions without having to go to the doctors. However, it is an extremely flawed concept and is actually potentially dangerous and generally inadvisable!

Instead, Self-Advocacy is generally encouraged; To research one’s symptoms and what potential conditions they connect to, without latching onto or declaring any of the conditions, and rather providing a clean list of symptoms for discussion and providing to the doctor when possible.

Now, let’s elaborate on the problems with self-diagnosis…

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Originally posted by princeuji

Yoongi x reader
Part One

PROLOGUE || 1 ||

Genre: Gang!au, action, smut, angst
Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Language, sexy coverall Jeon

A/N: Honestly this is wAy overdue and I’m terribly sorry for taking so long but I appreciate all of you that waited for my lazy ass <333 also this has barely been edited so if you find any mistakes or something that doesn’t add up, don’t be afraid to let me know!

Thank you to @boymeetsfiction for always hyping me up, I love you Tam x


“I didn’t know it was him, Tae,” you could not prevent the scoff from escaping your lips as you watch the man pace back and forth in front of you, “I wasn’t given his file, I just got told what to do and was thrown in there.”

You wish you were exaggerating, the information given was immaculately brief for someone of your stature. It was expected you’d receive a file, details on the target, what the plan was and who you were working with to ensure it wouldn’t fail. At least that’s what you should have expected but instead, you were up the creek without a paddle.

Taehyung did not seem too happy about the newfound information either. Since getting back to base, the carob haired man had paced from one side of the room to the other. He mainly talked to himself during his seesaw journey in the room, sometimes pausing to ask you a question which may as well have been rhetorical. How the hell were you supposed to know why you weren’t told anything?

“It doesn’t make sense,” he rubs at his temples as if to massage the answer out of him, “Why would he throw us in the dark like that?”

I don’t know.” you repeat through gritted teeth.

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Comfort Zone

Originally posted by hyungmon

I.M (Monsta X), for anon

Type: Potentially pretty fluffy, a little angst??

Words: 1063

Summary: You think you know just the cure for your boyfriend’s bad day, with the help of a little ice cream, of course.

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