the crowd was so pretty

epikegster 2k14 “Oh” au
  • in an au where parse never showed up to epikegster, i like to think jack had his “oh” moment in the hazy dark of that cold, loud winter night
  • (like, what could be more different than graduation? in the warm, bright day, scared but certain of his immediate future, speaking to his father in soft french while bells and birds sing overhead?)
  • it’s a different kind of “oh” – it’s not one last shot before everything changes, it’s one more layer of confusion and uncertainty as he enters his final semester at samwell
  • but it’s also…comforting.

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Time to play Rebellion.

In which Agent Kallus and Hera Syndulla somehow manage to look like action figures.

Agent Kallus: Paul Moore.


David Tennant Don Juan in Soho Stage door 17th March 2017 



anonymous asked:

Hello! May i request for How would RFA+Saeran and V react to an MC saving them from being hit by a car or taking a bullet for them! hahah Can be angsty or not :3 Thank you sooo much! love your blog :)

listen…… u come into my house.. and you ask this thing of me.… (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

also i wrote these baaaasically in reverse order? and kind of definitely ran out of steam for the rest,, ha, ,,, ,, haha ha , ,,

but i figured……. some content is better than no content at all!!

WARNINGS for blood, injury, violence, near-death, possible death……… mebbe spoileroonies if u haven’t finished the secret endings.. oh and also there for one…. briefly…


-powerful men like Jumin Han will always have enemies
-some are merely industry rivals who might bitch and moan and briefly fantasize about the assassination of such a man, but ultimately do noting but continue to compete, to vie for a presence in their fields
-and some are far more criminal in nature, and willing to do anything to get what they want
-and they don’t care who gets in their way
-Jumin is giving a press conference about a recent acquisition of yet another company into C&R’s fold
-MC is standing nearby, trying to keep from beaming, they’re so proud of their husband
-and they can’t keep their eyes off of him
-which is exactly why when a little red dot appears on him, on his red tie, they see it and are briefly annoyed
-but then as the little light moves minutely a cold dread settles in MC’s stomach
-the laser point is too still, and it’s red on on red, difficult to see
-MC’s heart beats a frantic rhythm and they can taste the tang of fear on the back of their tongue
-they glance up away from Jumin to the high buildings opposite the stage that’s been erected specifically for this event
-the moment feels like it takes an entire year
-but they see a flash of light, something glinting off of shiny metal
-it feels both unreal and terrifying
-powerful men like Jumin Han will always have enemies
-there are bodyguards around but they’re all facing the crowd of reporters, not Jumin
-they don’t see it
-they don’t see the light go completely still, like the shooter has finally decided on a good spot
-MC shouts
-and moves
-Jumin’s speech cuts off mid-word and his eyes are now on MC
-they both hit the ground but he hears MC take in a choked breath, he could hear and see the pain
-what just.. happened?
-he wonders
-he can hear the gasps from the crowd, his security guards trying to keep the crowd back and get them to safety as others approach him and MC
-MC, who can’t seem to take in a proper breath
-Jumin calls their name as he sits the both of them back up
-their breathing sounds…. wet, raspy
-and Jumin can only get increasingly more worried as he comes to conclusions
-MC coughs and flecks of blood hit his pristine white shirt, and blend on his red tie
-he feels like his heart has stopped
-and he notes that the back of MC’s shirt is wet, and so are his hands
-he starts to shout orders
-Find the shooter
-Get an ambulance
-Round up the reporters for statements
-No one is allowed to leave
-bodyguards are surrounding the two, keeping them out of view
-Jumin can see that MC is fading p fast, about to pass out
-so he places his hands (bloody, a terrible idea, but it’s too late now) on their face, cupping their cheeks and jaw
-he implores them to stay with him
-his hands shake
-his voice shakes
-he is so, so scared
-what if he loses them?
-but they smile at him, and they weakly raise their hands to touch his
-“I don’t regret a thing, Jumin,” they tell him between shallow, rasping breaths
-he wishes they hadn’t said that
-it sounds like last words
-and he is desperate to make sure they aren’t


-he loves cars
-so the day that MC ends up pushing him out of the way of an incoming sports car and getting hit themself. ..
-to say he can’t look at his own cars, his babies, the same way again is not unfair
-and to say that he’s devastated is kind of an understatement
-he looks on from only yards away at where MC has landed in a crumpled heap
-his ass is on the pavement and relatively unharmed while MC…… .
-fuck he’s pretty sure limbs don’t bend that way
-they’re not supposed to look like that
-it starts out with an alarming sense of numbness, a feeling like this isn’t real
-Saeyoung gets to his feet, vaguely registers that his arm is bleeding from scraping the pavement when he landed, and that the owner of the car that just hit the love of his life is already out of their car and frantically calling emergency services
-“MC?” Saeyoung calls out as he approaches, but his own voice sounds distant to him
-dread builds rapidly and settles uneasily in Saeyoung’s gut the closer he gets
-his chest feels tighter and tighter and he can’t take deep breaths
-he feels sick
-but then he sees MC’s chest rise and fall
-and sounds come rushing into clarity for Saeyoung once more
-he can hear the driver that hit MC speaking over the phone
-he can hear other people gathering and muttering and exclaiming and the sounds of car doors opening and closing
-he can hear MC whimpering, saying his name
-Saeyoung is in front of them in an instant, on his knees and reaching for their grasping hand, the one on the arm that, thankfully, isn’t broken
-“Saeyoung.. Saeyoung… . it hurts I can't– I can’t move, S-Saeyoung”
-Saeyoung’s vision blurs with tears as he shushes MC, and his voice cracks repeatedly as he tries to reassure them and himself
-“Shh, shh it’s, it’ll be okay, M-MC.. aahhh, shit, fuck, it’ll be okay I s-swear. ..”
-in the hospital, waiting to hear any news is the worst
-Saeyoung is so used to knowing just about everything that’s going on and being able to easily find out if he doesn’t
-so this
-the not knowing
-is a new kind of agony
-he doesn’t know how MC is doing and he can’t find out without getting in the way and what if– what if their condition is too dire? what if they’re dying right now?
-he can’t stop his negative thoughts from spiraling, from getting worse and worse
-he works himself up into a panic attack
-MC could be dead and he wouldn’t know and he’s not sure……. how, or if, he could possibly keep going without them


-a Mint Eye acolyte managed to escape capture the night everything ended
-the night Mint Eye was dismantled
-the night Paradise was lost
-the night their savior was taken from them
-and they are out for revenge
-they’re convinced that Saeran was a rat. that it’s his fault his fault his fault he has to pay
-they bided their time…. looking for Saeran, waiting for their moment to strike
-but Saeran is never alone
-and the acolyte gets. So. Frustrated.
-they just go for it.
-Saeran and MC are just out on a grocery run when it happens
-they haven’t even made it to the store when the acolyte blocks their path
-it’s late in the evening, at a time when MC knows there won’t be crowds since Saeran is pretty.. not. about crowds.
-so this is uh weird
-but Saeran recognizes the person blocking their path and is immediately on guard
-MC can see that Saeran is tense and it takes them a moment to see that this person’s eyes are the same color as Saeran’s
-that unnatural minty green-blue
-except that “fuck” doesn’t even begin to cover it
-the whole thing is kind of a blur,, ,
-the acolyte charges Saeran (“TRAITOR!!! THE SAVIOR IS GONE BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!” they roar) and there’s a scuffle and MC tries to get this fucker off of Saeran but they pull a gun and there are no thoughts just action and MC
-and the acolyte is laughing as MC hits the ground
-but it sounds more like gleeful shrieking
-Saeran sees the blood blooming on the back of MC’s sweater and he sees the laughing acolyte
-he fucking loses his shit
-he’s yelling and crying as he takes the acolyte down and he slams their head onto the concrete once.
-a third time for good measure.
-they’re out.
-maybe dead.
-he doesn’t care
-he turns frantic eyes to MC who is bleeding and groaning and crying and whimpering on the ground
-“Shit shit sHIT! MC!!” Saeran’s voice cracks in his panic
-he kind of…. flutters around them, unsure
-until he remembers that pressure needs to be applied to the wound to keep MC from bleeding to death
-so he does that while also fumbling for his phone
-he doesn’t even think to call for an ambulance his mind is so jumbled
-he calls Saeyoung
-the twins are panicking, though Saeyoung might be handling things a lil better
-Saeyoung ends up remotely dispatching an ambulance to Saeran and MC’s location and then staying on the phone (Saeran puts him on speaker so he can use both hands and also so Saeyoung can talk to both him and MC)
-while they’re waiting for the ambulance (are those sirens in the distance already??) Saeran is like
-“MC why whatt he f u kc?? why did you do that why would you try to protect me like that???”
-he’s so mad and scared and very very confused and his head hurts (and it’s so hard to breathe, his chest aches) and the only consolation he has right now is Saeyoung telling them that the ambulance is close
-MC kind of grimaces while trying to smile (oh my god getting shot hurts so much?????? holy shit)
-“must rly like u i guess?” they kind of joke but are also dead fuckin serious
-MC now is not the time
-Saeran stares at them in disbelief for a moment, then he’s crying just that much more earnestly
-“you’re a fucking idiot
-he feels like. .. . he’s not worth MC’s time
-he’s not worth their effort
-he’s not worth their life
-god he loathes himself already and now this?? the person he maybe possibly has a crush on (his head’s still a mess but his heart beats so fast when they’re around sometimes and every time they smile he wants to smile back and that, right there, feels like a miracle) just got fucking shot???
-and it’s his fault, isn’t it?
-that they’re hurt
-that they’re bleeding
-that they’re fucking crying too
-(it should’ve been him, he thinks)


-it…….. happens like this:
-V doesn’t die in the Secret Ending 01
-MC sees the gun in Saeran’s hand, pointed at V
-V who is blind and can’t possibly evade such an attack in time on his own (can’t see it coming, he doesn’t even know the immediate danger he’s in)
-so they make their decision
-and then they’re in front of V, arms spread out
-and Saeran has already pulled the trigger before realizing what’s happened
-in this moment there is…. a lot of screaming going on
-Saeyoung. Rika. Vanderwood. even Saeran and V.
-MC is bleeding. profusely. V can tell that much at least as they both sink to the ground, him supporting them and calling their name
-but MC doesn’t respond, having gone limp in his arms
-Rika is trying to give out orders but,, her voice is a lil lost in the cacophony of Saeyoung and Saeran yelling at each other and to MC
-Vanderwood manages to get the gun away from Saeran in the commotion
-Saeran is……. distraught for many reasons.. one of which being that he hadn’t intended to kill MC at all
-he’d just wanted to take them to Paradise
-things get louder when Jumin and his security team finally arrive
-arrests are made. Mint Eye disciples and Rika and Saeran are subdued
-Saeyoung and V and Vanderwood are shouting about getting MC (and Saeyoung) medical attention
-V’s hand are red and his clothes are damp and sticky
-MC’s blood is on his hands literally and metaphorically and he is horrified
-his heart is aching, his hands are shaking, and it is all too much and he hates himself he hates himself
-it’s so,, visceral a feeling
-it’s hard to breathe
-V clutches desperately at MC’s hand the entire helicopter ride to the hospital, hoping that they’ll wake up and clutch back
-they don’t.
-the blood on V’s clothes is dry by the time MC finally wakes up in the hospital
-the first thing they notice after getting their bearings is that the room is probably too big for one person to be staying in, but that’s how it is
-the second thing they notice is V asleep in a sofa chair, the kind that’s provided in rooms where the patient is long-term
-the third thing is the sound of incoming footsteps
-there’s a soft knock at the door before it opens
-it’s Jumin with a bundle of what looks like clean clothes in his arms
-V shifts in the chair, groggy but now awake
-MC watches V stand and gingerly stretch as he turns toward the door
-“Jumin?” V asks softly, as if afraid to wake MC
-but Jumin isn’t looking at V, and has frozen halfway to the blind man
-he redirects his course toward the hospital bed “MC. You’re awake.” he doesn’t shout but it’s a very near thing
-V turns so fast he almost loses his footing
-he stumbles in his haste to get to MC’s side
-he does shout
-he’s not wearing his shades so MC can see how wide open his eyes are
-MC’s throat is dry so when they speak it comes out as a croak
-“Hey, V. Jumin.”
-but they are smiling
-and V can hear it
-and somehow that hurts him even more

Proud of it

Seth Rollins x Reader

Summary: Seth Rollins has been single for a while. He can have one night stands without feeling guilty. He don’t want a woman in his life and of course, he don’t want to get marriage. And he was very proud of it. Until (Y/N) came to his life.

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Clip - “Imagine all the people living life in peace” - at 20:39, 12.05

(trigger warning: some blood in this clip)

NOTE: I know I didn’t catch everything  - I’m really busy and can’t have a proper listen right now, so I’ll come back and fix up stuff later!

Eskild: Yes, that’s it, that’s Elias, right.

Eva: Elias? Like, your brother?

Eskild: And then I stroke him on the side a little bit, then I just feel that there’s this current welling up through him like this *imitates hurling noises* and then he left quite early, but he uh..he seemed open to

(Camera goes over different people)

Eva: I can send you for one beer. Just one beer.

Chris: Send me?

Eva: How much does it cost then?

Chris: Uhh….112.

Eva: It does not!

Chris: 112 for a beer.

(Eva and Chris continue to discuss the beer price while Sana sends a text to Elias)

Are you coming?

(Even sings “Imagine” by John Lennon, and shortly after Elias and the boys enter. Even falters, but Isak is quickly there to help him out. Soon the rest of the boys join in, and the crowd)

Chris: Everything alright?

Sana: Yeah. I love you so much.

Chris: I love you, too. Do you remember the first time I introduced you to the girls?

(Sana nods)

Chris: It’s so weird to think about! It’s so long ago, and you stood there like…

Sana: I remember that.

Chris: It was so…Hey, I just I have to tell Eskild something.

(Sana receives a message)

Sana’s mom:
I’m sorry for going through your things. You’re smart
and strong and manage well enough without my silly advice.

(Sana replies with a heart, and when she looks up, Noora’s there looking distraught)

Noora: William has a new girlfriend.

Noora: Did you know?

Noora: You knew?

Sana: I was planning- I was going to tell you, but-

Noora: Did you know it in like, last week? I sat there telling you so much about William, and you knew then?

Sana: I’m sorry. I should’ve told you, but I-

Yousef: Elias is in trouble.

(Sana comes out to see Mahdi and Elias in a fist fight. Isak is bleeding from his mouth and face.)

Even: We need to go to the ER. You coming?

The boys: Yeah, of course.

(Sana goes to the bathroom to wash Isak’s blood off her hands)

Some girls in the bathroom:

Girl: What just happened?

Girl 2: I don’t know, really unpleasant. I don’t understand why people does such things.

Girl 1: It’s probably because they’re gay.

Girl 2: No, you think so?

Girl 1: Yeah, they’re Muslims, and the other ones are gay, so it’s a short way to a fight.

Girl 2: That’s insane. The brother’s a bit crazy. You know at Sana’s bus meeting? He went off! Started yelling and…you know what Vilde told me? That she’d heard that he calls Sana for a slave.

Girl: Seriously? That’s insane. No wonder she’s psycho.

Girl: No, I really don’t want to be there when…could you just check if there’s anyone in the other stalls? 

Girl: No-one, what were you saying?

Girl: I just really don’t wanna be there Sana finds out she can’t be on the bus.

Girl: Have they signed the contract?

Girl: Yeah, this morning. Oh my god, Sara got so paranoid, because Sana started to think something was up, but luckily she managed to tangle her way out of it. I feel kinda sorry for her.

Girl: Yeah, but come on. She’s pretty stupid when she doesn’t understand that we own the bus ‘cause we’re paying for it, and that she has no rights. You know that she wasn’t captain originally, it was Vilde.

Girl: I don’t get why she joined the bus in the first place. Isn’t that like a huge disrespect towards her religion? AT least when she uses a hijab, then you’re supposed to be a good representative for Islam. But the other girls seem cool.

Girl: Yeah, I agree.

Girl: At least that girl Noora, oh my god.

Girl: She’s so pretty.

(Sana goes back into the crowd, and sees Yousef and Noora kiss)

I saw Moana today, and there was so very much to love about it.  But I think I’m just going to talk about one thing for now.  And that’s the “princess upgrade.”  (Well, that’s what I’m calling it.)

Moana has the usual Disney heroine trope of “I want more than being a princess/royalty/whatever!”  (It’s a good trope for a fairy tale.)  But with a lot of Disney princesses, there’s really nothing for them to DO as princesses.  They exist, and that’s good and right for the kingdom, your prince will come and evil will be defeated, the end.  There’s no actual ruling or governance or anything you have to be trained for, don’t be silly!

Moana is the daughter of a chief, and the main point her father uses to keep her at home and out of trouble is saying, “hey, you’re gonna be chief someday, here are your people, you’ve got to take care of them!”  And the next montage shows her…doing exactly that.  We see her making decisions in day-to-day life, talking to her people, doing her job to keep the island and her people happy and prosperous.  We see her, in short, being trained to be a leader.  Her birth position is both a job and a serious responsibility that has to be performed right to keep things good.  Destiny, of course, has some extra things in mind for her, but those things are also in the best interest of her people.  They’re tasks that need to be done, and she was the person picked for the job.

That was EXTREMELY refreshing to see.  And that alone would have made the movie worth it to me, but again, there was SO MUCH MORE TO LOVE.

anonymous asked:

can you do some chubby mc headcanons?

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM as a person who is nearly the personification of a twig, I LOVE CHUBBY PEOPLE, THEY GIVE THE BES T H U G S. AND IF THEY ARE FEMALE I CAN REST MY HEAD ON THEIR BOOBS LIKE A PILLOW if they give me permission. I have done that to my friend who has big boobs. Like. She doesn’t care anymore. I kept this to the Main 5.


  • You are pretty self conscious about your beautiful chub.
  • All the negative thoughts on what yoosung would say when he would see you at the party.
  • When you get to the party the others had a hard time believing that you were THE MC, well in your opinion.
  • They thought you was too beautiful tbh.
  • When Yoosung made his speech, you wasn’t paying much attention.
  • The boy lit up when he spotted you in the crowd. You were so pretty to him.
  • He literally ran to you and kissed you right there in front of everybody.
  • later on in the relationship after that, Yoosung has told you over and over how pretty you are, how your beauty could rival Zens and so much more.
  • Loves to lay on your thighs
  • so warm and fluffy
  • very comfortable


  • Lowkey stunned when she saw you at the party
  • your thighs could crush her head if she goes down on you
  • she had to compose herself before walking up to you
  • honestly she could care less how you looked
  • shes happy that she can spend the rest of her life with you
  • If you wanted she could help you lose a few pounds
  • If you two were cuddling anywhere she WILL have her head on your chest
  • it’s comfortable for her


  • “Holy shit they are more beautiful/handsome than I am!”
  • That’s what he thinks when he sees you at his doorstep
  • highkey retrains himself from taking you then and there
  • thinking on how he can grab you when your doing the do
  • He makes it a point to kiss you often if he notices you feeling down
  • He’s not afraid to fight anybody that gives you shit, hell he’ll probably fight a fan if they gave you shit
  • Zen will put you on every social media he has, just to show off his beautiful/ handsome datemate
  • another one who will most likely lay his head in your lap.


  • “Oh.”
  • Thats it
  • He couldn’t give two shits on how you looked
  • He’s just happy that you brought him out of his ‘possessive’ state, and helped him when that hoe Sarah(is that her name? I haven’t played his route) came into the picture
  • Not that affectionate but he’ll try his best to lift you out of your funk about your appearance
  • buys outfits that’ll compliment your appearance, will sue/fire who gives you problems
  • Constantly tells you that Elizabeth loves your chub cause it’s comfortable
  • If you asked he could give you a list on why he loves your appearance
  • will lay on your chest if he wants to cuddle


  • “Holy shit.”
  • He’s clearly one of the first two people who sees you
  • totally fell in love with you
  • now during his route he realllllly tries to not think about how he could cuddle up to you
  • or how warm you could be
  • after all that bullshit and after ends, he appreciates you a whole lot
  • Makes jokes to make you laugh
  • constantly compares your chub to his
  • If you think people will stare at you when you both leave the house he’ll put on his Mary Vanderwood costume on so fast
  • He’ll make an absolute fool of himself to keep the eyes off you.
  • Or he’ll be possessive and glare at anybody who looks at you too long
  • Likes to lay his head on your stomach
Witch Hunter Starters!

“You got any last words, say ‘em.”

“I’ll buy you a drink in hell.” 

“Go and fix it your damn self.” 

“We said you couldn’t do that anymore!” 

“I’ve had enough with life on the road, with no place to call home.”

“You are not a child of god.”

“For a street performer, you don’t play to the crowds so well.” 

“Pretty terrible way to treat a girl, don’t you think?” 

“Just a scratch, it’s already closing up!”

“…You broke it.”

“So wait, you’re a bounty hunter?”

“I’m always watching. I just wanted to tell you in person.”

“Don’t even flinch.” 

“Well, this sucks.” 

“Oops, sorry about that! Finger slipped.” 

“I see your punches haven’t lost their sting…”

“Never trust a man for any reason.”

“You got a pretty sweet price on your head.”

“I’ll come right back for you when I’m finished!”

“Would you rather sleep on the cold desert sand again?” 

“I can break a mere human being with one hand.”

“You think you’re fast enough to snap my neck before I can pull this trigger?”

“Shut your hole before I give you another one.” 

“Why do I always get stuck with the hard labor?” 


“Heh, sorry, my hand’s got a mind of its own.”

“Someone does something you don’t like, stand up for yourself!”

“Son of a bitch, that hurt!”

drabble series: monsta x | spanks

title: spanks
fandom: monsta x
member/reader: minhyuk , female
genre/warning(s): smut, spanking, tied up, toys: paddle
summary: [request] can you write a minhyuk drabble were he’s obsessed with is plus-size/thick girlfriend’s bottom. he keeps pinching it and spanking her at random moments, and one day the tension is to much. a smut please

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Percy makes friends at a college party, but her intentions aren’t what he expects.

“Oh, thanks!” Percy smiles as the girl - Cassie? Casey? He thinks it’s Cassie, but the music was so loud when she introduced herself he couldn’t quite hear - hands him a fresh cup. “Just Coke, right?”

“Yeah,” she says, matching his smile with her own. “Though I still don’t get why you’re not drinking.”

He tries to subtly sniff the drink before taking a sip, just to be sure. It smells okay. “Not a fan,” he says by way of explanation, taking a small sip.

Cassie tags a swig from her own cup, gagging slightly as the vodka hits her throat. “Yeah,” she coughs, “I can - ah, I can understand that.”

He laughs, and she laughs too, and when Percy settles back against the wall she comes and stands next to him. 

She nods out at the crowd and says, “So, what do you think of the party?”

“It’s pretty fun,” he says, which is mostly true. He’d prefer to be back in his dorm, snuggled up in bed with Netflix on in the background and Annabeth curled up beside him. But, as far as college parties go, he thinks this one is all right. The music isn’t terrible, at least. “Although, to be honest, I don’t have that much experience with parties so I’m probably not the best judge.”

Cassie turns to him with a knowing look. “I thought you were shy, hanging out by yourself over here with that brooding expression.”

“Brooding?” he says, lips quirking up.

“Well, you’re not brooding now. But you totally were before.”

“I was not brooding.”

“You were.”

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forget me not

Words: 13,500
Fandom: Moana
Category: Gen
Relationship: Moana & Maui

Summary:  Look, normally Maui’s all for humans weeping over his injured body. Hey, he’s been demigod-ing for thousands of years, it’s nice to be appreciated every once in awhile, all right? But this one, this girl, acts like she knows him. He disregards it, because that’s just creepy, until he realizes that he has a tattoo of her - and no clue how he earned it.

Alternate title: “?????? ?? ???”

Main idea co-developed between myself and @paperjam-bipper, title credits entirely to her. For some reason, she has made it her mission to tear out my heart on a regular basis. Thanks, Paper.

A couple of quick notes, i.e. I’m putting the abridged glossary at the top this time: The ‘ava ceremony is a formal one used for a variety of occasions, included but not limited to: bestowing the title of Chief (matai) on a new Chief, welcoming visiting tribes to the island, honoring guests, etc. 
The siva tau is a traditional Samoan war dance, used in the modern-day before sporting events. 
The ailao afi is also known as the fire knife dance. Literally, you take a knife, wrap it and cloth and light it on fire. Performed to demonstrate battle prowess. As the daughter of the Chief, Moana would have had familiarity with it even before the movie. I have a headcanon that Moana and Maui, the two giant dorks that they are, looked at this incredibly dangerous dance and went “time to make a duet out of this!!” They would.

When Maui opens his eyes, there’s someone holding his hand.

Which makes waking up way more awkward than it needed to be. Sure, he’s a demigod of many talents, but he’s gotta say that hand-holding isn’t one too often requested.

Then the situation abruptly gets about a hundred times more uncomfortable, because as soon as he opens his eyes this girl decides that his pecs are a good pillow, wrapping her arms around his chest and wow, she’s got a surprisingly strong grip for a mortal. She’s pretty much squeezing his breath out of his lungs, which is impressive, since he’s got a pretty solid pair. Used for anything from hakas to grand story-reenacting. Not a pair like it this side of Lalotai.

“Hey,” he says jovially, trying to prise her off and failing. Good to know he was missed during his millennium off. “Look, kiddo, I know it’s not every day you meet your hero, but you wouldn’t want to make a bad first impression, now would’ya.”

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Here’s my last ditch effort - stuffing towels
under the door to keep the spiders from crawling in

and they crawl in anyway.
‘Kinda scary how you can smell the smoke but

can’t see the fire.’ I roll over in bed, walk my feet up
the wall, say ‘yeah I know the
fire is eating everything up but but but it makes the
sky look so pretty.’ It’s getting a little

crowded in here. In my head I mean. It’s
getting a little crowded.

'Anyway I’ve been smelling the smoke for years
& years & years. I don’t even think

there is a fire.’

anonymous asked:

Omg dude 23 pls? I am a SUCKER for the "characters pretending to be together actually fall in love" cliche, it warms my heart

A/N: i got yOU im sorry if you were expecting tooth rotting fluff

You sat across from 2D as you scanned over the menu. He had talked this diner up quite a bit before you decided to join him for lunch that afternoon, as you had no plans and he was the only friend available so you thought, why not? 

“They’ve got the best pancakes, you should try them,” he says while flipping his menu over. 

“It’s 12 in the afternoon,” you remind him, peering over your menu. His eyes meet yours and he wiggles his eyebrows, making you laugh a bit. A waitress approaches you both and greets you two cheerfully, “Are you guys ready to order?” You and 2D nod before she continues, “Are you interested in the couples special?”

“Uh, we’re no-”

“Sure,” 2D cuts you off and you look at him, he looks like he doesn’t realize what he’s done as the waitress explains the deal and the two of you hesitantly agree. When she disappears, the two of you sit in silence, sipping at your drinks awkwardly before you clear your throat, “Wow…” you begin, he looks up at you nervously, “Pretending to be my boyfriend just so you can get free pancakes. That’s a new low, 2D,” you joke around with him smiling. His face is red with embarrassment and guilt.

“H-hey! They’re really good pancakes,” he says in defense and the two of you share a laugh.

He turns his head to the side and notices the disapproving stare from a girl sitting a few tables next to the two of you and his smile fades. You follow his eyes and the girl looks at you both before rolling her eyes and looking down at her menu, “I don’t think she agrees,” he mumbles quietly.

You decide to take advantage of the whole “couple” situation some more, “Um, excuse me!” You call out and 2D stares at you nervously mouthing a worried What are you doing? You pay him no mind and continue as the girl looks at you again, “Do you mind? You’re making my boyfriend uncomfortable,” you say loudly, embarrassing her enough for her to get up and leave. You and 2D snicker quietly with each other, shoulders hunched up and all. 

He sighs and leans back in his seat, looking at you with a loving smile. You catch his gaze and the two of you stare at each other for a moment before it’s interrupted by the waitress. She places your meal down in front of you and the two of you begin a conversation almost immediately. You spend your time sharing the pancakes and laughing, his face scrunching up adorably as he laughs with you. The time passes and you don’t even realize it’s gotten pretty late. You offer to pay but he insists and you reluctantly allow him to do so. You can’t help but wonder what a real date with him would feel like as you walk out of the diner, and head to some empty benches by the park. 

It’s pretty late so the park isn’t as crowded as usual, giving you two a moment of intimacy as you sit down together. He looks down at your unoccupied hand, it’s so close to his. He licks his lips as he inches his closer to yours but you lift your hand to scratch your nose and doesn’t realize he’s been holding his breath until he exhales loudly. You look at him questionably and he laughs nervously before he asks you, “So, wh-what did you think?”

“Hmm,” You tap your finger on your chin, pretending you were deep in though and lets out a breathy laugh at that, “They were… alright I guess.” You finish wish a smile and he wonders why your smile made him feel uneasy. He’s seen it a million times before. 

“We should do this again,” you say, breaking him from his thoughts.

“Yeah… but…” he begins.


“Nngh,” he makes a sound before laughing awkwardly, “Next time.. we’ll go to that ice cream parlor that just opened up.”

“Alright then, it’s a date.”

“Y-yeah…” he says before you part ways. When he gets back to his house he lies down on his bed and stares at the ceiling. His mind races and he thinks of your laugh over and over again in his head before he falls into a pleasant sleep.

the boy is smitten 

Egoistic (Lee Jong Suk Scenario)

Genre: romance, modern, fluff

Word count: 3 067

Warning:  none

Summary: Sometimes is good to be egoistic.

You kept on pressing the button to close the doors of the elevator, not caring that someone was actually hurrying towards you. You were late! Like, really, really late! And your colleague had already texted you twice since you got into the elevator!

“Excuse me, excuse me,” you made your way through the busy room and up the stairs towards the conference room. “I’m soooo sorry,” you gave out an apologetic look towards your team leader and colleagues.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, the traffic is horrible,” the team leader smiled and turned back to the presentation. “What I was about to say is that we have good news. Out team won in front of the others in results and so we get to work with a company from South Korea. One of their artists is coming here for a photoshoot and they would like someone to show the team around and, if the artist desires, to give him a private tour as well. Now, we have only two of you free at this point, so how would you like to choose who’s doing what?” He then turned to you.

And you were already jelly, all puppy eyes towards your colleague who happened to be your best friend as well to let you have this project. I mean, it was South Korea and a celebrity, like, duh, you had to have it! Who knew, maybe the artist was Kim Woo Bin or maybe even better, one of your favourite bands. Nope, missing on something like this was defintiely a no-no!

“Please let her have this project ‘cause otherwise I won’t hear the end of it,” your best friend sighed. “You owe me big one for this,” he then whispered to you, a bit torn between the prospects of the project and being a good friend to you.

“Are you sure? If things go well you might actually get a part two of it,” the team leader raised his eyebrows towards the two of you.

“Oh, c’mon, why are you tempting him?! He already have up the project in my favour,” you protested with a frown. “It’s mine! My previous,” you went all Gollum much to the laughter of your team.

“Fine, fine! Then that’s it. Good work, guys and keep it up! And you,” he pointed at you, “wait for me, we have to go through the paperwork and the detail.”

So, while everyone was making their way out, you remained seated, catching your breath after all the running you did since the beginning of the day. Damn your legs hurt like hell!

“First of all I want you to know that you’re going to sign a non-disclosure contract,” your team manager approached you after the projector’s light died down. “Our legal team went through it already and everything’s good. Basically, what they want from you is to, by no means, post up pictures with the artist or post anything regarding what you see on the internet.”

“As if I’d do that!”

“Secondly, the dude is apparently something big in his country, so the team wants discretion and if he by any chance wants you to show him around the city, they way you to know that there might be fans or press following around, so –”

“I need to keep it professional, so in other words keep my distance. Got it, boss! Anything else?” Fuck the contract! It wasn’t like you were going to kidnap the dude or anything like that!

“Nope, that’d be it. Do you want any other details?”

“Who’s the artist in talk?” You gave him your best smile.

“Oh, that’s easy. He’s a young actor, very popular for a recent drama called… what was it again?” The team manager frowned, racking his brains to remember th info he himself heard from one of the higher ups. “Ah, ‘Pinocchio’! The drama’s name is ‘Pinocchio’. W-What? What’s wrong?”

Why of all the people it had to be him?!

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