Reaction to dadsona with a terminal illness and telling [dad] that they only have a certain amout of years to live?
He’s hiding all that fear through his smiles, he brings you out to fish more. He makes sure that both of you spend as much time as possible together and that you’re as happy as can be. He needs to know that he does whatever he can to make the best memories with you while you were still with him.
Too stunned to say anything. He tries to finds doctors who may be able to cure his bro but nothing helps. He finally gives up and cuts down on his exercise routine. You’ve never seen him more dejected before, and once you catch him downing shot after shot at the kitchen counter.
Makes sure that you’re utterly comfortable and relaxed at all times. In his free time he tries to find a doctor but in the end comes to terms that he’ll just have to treasure the time left with you. Writes you lots of short poems and leaves them around the house for you to find.
He doesn’t do anything besides smile and kiss your cheek gently. He knows that everything has to die one way or another and doesn’t make too much out of it. Occasionally takes a day off from work to spend a day with you, and brings you on a short vacation to somewhere nice.
He breaks down the moment you tell him and before you know it, he’s opening up his Bible and praying too hard. He asks God for a miracle everyday to save you but no avail. His faith slips slowly and you find him getting more… Strange. First it was a few drops of blood on a knife, then a huge gash on his chest.
Your heart breaks at the way he looks at you with a mixture of blurred emotions. He just engulfs you in a hug, and spends too much time mulling over how life would be so different without you that he doesn’t seem to find moments to even kiss you. He takes sleeping pills to fall asleep at night and one morning, he doesn’t wake up.
He stares you down. He orders more shots. That’s how the rest of the night goes. The next day you don’t get any wake up message from him and when you bang on his door no one answers. He’s cutting off complete connection from you, he can’t bear himself to be hurt so badly for the third time in his life. When you meet him at a barbeque again, he looks you in the eye before walking away.
genre/warnings: fluff/romance/smut, flangst, adorkableness, use of non-penetrative sex toys, (not so) dry humping
feat: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Joshua, Jeonghan + various
prompts: roommate!Vernon, silliness, cuddles, mac n’cheese = love
(a/n) my birthday project for my muse. thank you for everything vern:) and kisses for @vernkn who gifed my soft sweater vernon aesthetic. enjoy!
She loved Joshua Hong.
When she was so graciously offered to live in her aunt’s vacation penthouse close to her university of choice, the only catch was that she had to pay some of the bills. Completely fair, because it was a kind enough gesture to give away a freshly furnished space to a niece you barely talked to. Luckily, there was enough room for another guest, enough to split the rent.
So in comes the savior of her life, brother from another mother, Joshua Hong, decked out in sandy beige Sperry’s and ironed white jeans. Fresh from South California, he wore their sunshine on his smile, and their attitude in his Cheshire eyes. He was attending the same university as well, and was conveniently looking for a means to stay. Needless to say, she pounced on him at orientation before he could ask anyone else.
Anonymous requested: Hey! Can I request a smutty Wanda x Natasha x Reader threesome? Like maybe they’re having a girls night out at the club and it gets hot, so they head back to the reader’s place? Thank you xx Sure thing sweet cakes! This my first attempt at a smutty threesome, but I am going to try my hardest for you.
Summary: Normally ‘Girls Night’ consisted of staying at yours and eating junk food and watching movies, but this time Natasha wants to do something different. Besides, clubs are always fun, right?
Warnings: This is pure filth. Face-sitting, eating out, fingering, tribbing, ménage à trois, dirty talk, hair-pulling, choking, masturbation, swearing, alcohol consumption, semi-public foreplay.
“Tonight, ladies, we are doing something different!” Natasha exclaimed as she burst into the room, making you and Wanda jump.
“Like what?” You asked, worried about what she had in mind. Her kind of different could be anything from going out to leading an interrogation. She smirked and held up three dresses and make up.
“We are going to a club.” She stated, making both you and Wanda grin. It had been so long since you’d been to a club, and what better way to celebrate the end of one of the toughest missions yet than going out with your best friends.
1. The nights get ridiculously cold in the dungeons during the winter, you see. Sometimes not even the warming charms seem to cut it, so if everyone brings their blankets down to the common room and they sleep next to each other for body heat, no one needs to know that.
2. Horror stories told by the bloody baron under candlelight are a tradition during stormy nights. He even promises that one day, he might tell them just how he got bloody.
3. Slytherins don’t play ‘muggle’ games, absolutely not, specially not on Saturdays with a bottle of fire whiskey. So if you ever see empty bottles that you think might have been used to truth or dare or spin the bottle, or if you ever see a monopoly or dungeons and dragons box, you are imagining things, obviously.
4. Sometimes, if you ask nicely enough, the mermaids will agree to make small ‘theatrical plays’ for you and your friends. So be kind to them and enjoy funny and dramatic ‘pirate’ stories.
5. One particular night that they’ll never, ever talk about again, is when they were drinking fire whiskey and drank past “having a good time” straight into “getting emotional” and then proceeded to talk about how sad it made them that all houses seemed to think they’re evil.
6. “Guys… am I the only one who doesn’t like Professor Snape?” “oh thank fuck it’s not just me.”
7. “The half-blood fifth year brought muggle sweets.” “Muggle sweets?” “Try them. These Reese’s are the best thing I’ve ever had.”
8. “Let’s make a bet on what stunt Potter will pull at the end of the year.”
9. Someone once suggested that every Slytherin should take a shot whenever Draco complained about Harry. No amount of hangover potion could make 17+ Slytherins get out of bed the next morning.
10. A few boys and girls found out about an LGBT+ meeting club the Hufflepuffs were holding. So ever since then, Hufflepuff and Slytherin LGBT+ members meet up every Thursday at 6 o'clock.
11. The Slytherin common room always smells incredible. The Hufflepuffs give them ‘scented candles’, you see.
12. Planning trips together all over Europe. Fulfilling those plans during the winter and summer holidays.
13. Slytherins don’t prank you with moldy cheese or explosive artifacts. Oh no. You make a fellow Slytherin mad and you won’t find your robes or your skirts next morning. Someone will pull on your feet while you sleep.
(Some are modern, some aren’t)
Feel free to continue!
Request: Can I get a Sub Jungkook smut where their on the couch and he cums in his pants while the reader is grinding on him on his lap and dirty talks to him in his ear??? Thanks☺️☺️☺️
Word Count: 6.9k words (heh heh)
Let me ruin you goddammit
one thing straight. You never claimed to be a good person, never did charity
work, never been the perfect daughter for your parents. And you sure as hell wasn’t someone’s little
You did what
you want, who you wanted and slipped out of their sheets before they murmur
good morning in your ear. You were a ‘no strings attached’ girl, making sure
that you would never become someone’s puppet. Of course, you weren’t immune to
the disease called ‘love’, your innocent high school days plagued with your
naive mindset of finding the ‘one’. It still haunts you, one of the reasons
your night doesn’t end with a shot of whisky and half a pack of beer. The only
person who was willing to put up with you was your best friend, Jungkook.
That video of Alex getting her arm broken went viral. Kubra
thinks that she’s dead. Could he end up seeing that video and sending someone
else after her? Or maybe he’ll just try to get her arrested for Aydin’s murder.
Even though Daya shot Humps, it was the stroke caused by the
oxygen blown into his IV by Maureen that killed him. Will an autopsy be done
to determine his cause of death and prove that Daya didn’t kill him. If an
autopsy is done and the police question Maureen I’m guessing that she’ll lie.
The only person that can discredit her is Suzanne and she’s not exactly a
I’m not sad that Piscatella died but I would’ve liked to see
him live a little longer. I wanna know if Red showing him mercy would’ve
changed his perception of prisoners.
VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED
Last we saw Piper’s mom she was not a fan of Piper being with
Alex. Will we get an explanation as to what changed her mind? Or are we to
believe that she’s done caring about what other people think and just wants her
daughter to be happy?
I know it’s not likely but I hope Maria tells the governor’s
assistant that Gloria also helped with the guards’ escape. And will she get
anything for breaking out the guards?
I’m thrilled Nicky stayed sober this season but it was only 3
Will we ever learn how much time Alex has left?
If you guys haven’t seen Dreamgirls, you need to. There is a
movie that came out in 2006 with a phenomenal cast. There will be no White
VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED
The Blanca/Red friendship is something I never could’ve
imagined happening in season 1. I love seeing characters that don’t normally
interact come together.
What will Flaca and Maritza do without each other?!
I was loving Taystee all season until she turned down Fig’s
offer. She let down all the woman, they ended up with nothing, and because negotiations
fell through, CERT went in there and abused the inmates. Never mind the fact
that someone might die.
Alex and Piper playing house all season was so cute and
adorable and perfect. This is probably their best season. AND THEY GOT ENGAGED.
They both better live because I need a Vauseman wedding.
Speaking of Vauseman, Alex saying Vauseman gave me life.
I hate Leanne and Angie as much as the next person, but them
burning the files may end up being helpful to the inmates. It seems like common
sense for Litchfield to have electronic copies of the files but a lot of things
in Litchfield don’t make sense. I wouldn’t be surprised if there were no
digital copies (it’s a long shot). And the inmates don’t have their IDs. That
might cause a problem when they try to check who they have.
With the inmates presumably being sent off to separate
prisons, will the show keep them separated and take place between multiple
prisons, will the show get everyone back together, or will it just take place
in one of the prisons and leave the inmates not in that prison behind?
I really wanna know what the point of Pennsatucky and Donut’s
relationship is. It’s hard to watch her fall for her rapist. What is Jenji
Kohan trying to accomplish here?
That Poussey scene was a spot of light in what ended up being
a pretty dark season.
VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED
Michael J. Harney was credited as a series regular this
season but Healy wasn’t in a single episode. What’s up with that? (not that I
Mystery solved! The weeping woman is always crying because
her dog got blown up by her husband.
Kinda curious as to why Piscatella didn’t try to capture
Lorna as well, kinda don’t care. I figure it’s because she was in too public a
I always thought Leanne and Angie were just stupid, annoying
meth heads. Now we now that they’re rapists. Can oitnb find someone else to be
their “comedic relief”?
And why does this show treat rape like it’s no big deal?
Angie made a comment in passing about how she’s raped guys. She and Leanne
raped the strip dancer guard. Donuts raped Pennsatucky. I think the fat guard
talked about how he raped someone last season. What’s wrong with this show?
VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED (I’m just really happy that they got
engaged, okay? I’m trash)
Alex asks the million dollar question at the end: was the
riot worth it? The characters and the audience may not be able to answer that
question now since we’re still waiting to see the full aftermath, but knowing
what we know do you guys think it was worth it? They set out to change the
conditions in the prison and got nothing. They set out to get justice for
Poussey and got nothing. But they did humanize themselves to the public. Aleida
giving interviews, Flaritza’s videos, and Alex’s viral video of her arm getting
broken have put faces and names to people that the public never really thinks
about. Maybe Piper’s right and change will happen one person at a time and
those people will work to change the system. Maybe the public can elect officials
that want to reform prisons. Maybe the public will refuse to purchase products
made by prisoners.
Maybe the riot was worth it because the women of Litchfield
forced the world to look at them and see them as people and not as commodities
or unredeemable felons. Maybe it’s worth it in the long run but it doesn’t seem
like there will be much take away in the short term.
Summary: Laser Tag brings out Steve Rogers’ competitive side and Reader loves it.
Word Count: 1,500
Warnings: Explicit Language, Dirty Talk, Groping
A/N: Loosely based on this post. It wasn’t originally supposed to be dirty, but here we are. I don’t own the gifs.
The training room was plunged into a bright dark. The
various colours of the glowing neon lights cast a psychedelic atmosphere in the
large room. Laughs and music could be heard all over the room, but the loudest
noise was the one of the toy gun. It made a high pitched sound everytime
someone pulled the trigger.
“Who thought it was a good idea to let Tony watch ‘How I met
you mother’?” You screamed, running with Natasha towards the closest wall and
hid behind it. Clint was perched on top of a block, shooting at the both of
Tony found sudden interest in Barney Stinson, a thirty-something
playboy living in New York whose hobbies involved sex, catchphrases, drinking
and laser tag. A striking resemblance.
“Same person who’s shooting at us.” She panted, hugging the
plastic gun to her chest. She took a deep breath. “Cover me!”
I know a lot of people were upset because they saw spoilers beforehand and just assumed it was going to be bad but guys…this was beautiful.
The adventure continues. 2 years later.
Scott is the true alpha. Still connected and fighting for the better good with all of his best friends. Still kind. Still selfless. Still Scott.
Stiles and Lydia are endgame. And by endgame I don’t mean just the end of the show. They’re it for each other. 2 years later and in that last shot they still looked at each other with such love in their eyes.
These people will never stop fighting together. They will never stop loving each other. They will always stand up for what is right.
This finale was beautiful and I am 100% satisfied.
Prompt: Reader is afraid of thunder/lightning and there is a freak thunderstorm, and her best friend, Peter Parker, has to comfort her.
Warnings: None- fluff mainly.
Bolts of bright light cracked across the dark sky. The constant breakouts of lightning flashes through your thick curtains. Booming of ground shaking thunder shook your dead apartment unevenly.
You were curled up in your bed eye glued on the TV screen out of fear. The storm knocked out the satellite being the reason you were staring at a frozen screen for the last half an hour. You hid your body from the horrid weather under a mound of warm blankets fresh out of the dryer.
Fuzzy socks covered your feet and a steaming cup of hot chocolate rested untouched on your nightstand. Paralyzed with fear you didn’t dare move a muscle. Even though you hated thunder storms you couldn’t bring yourself to look away from the rain pounding against your window. It was like the scene of a car crash, the best thing was to avoid the mess but it was almost impossible to think about anything else.
A loud crash hit your window earning a screeching yelp from yourself. The stray branch from a tree outside blew in the wind knocking the glass continuously. You parents fell asleep in pure bliss to the tempest leaving you to wallow in your lonesome.
||| Anon asked: Can I request something for shinee like the Monsta x reaction: they’d win the mafia+how they met you? Please and thank you! |||
Was actually working in the gang till he killed the previous leader declaring himself the boss.
A lot of people didn’t support him so he had to deal with them himself.
Even nowadays he tends to kill the ones that look even a little bit suspicious.
Because of that (and fear) he gained everybody’s respect.
Likes planing and going on the missions himself, much to his men displeasure as the gang would surely fall without him.
Is really good with all types of weapons but prefers not to make a mess.
He was going to kill you after you talked back to him but found your courage amusing.
“Where did you come from? Don’t you know the rules in this gang?”
“I follow no rules.”
“Is that so?” he asked standing up from his desk and pressing his gun to your forehead.
“Are you trying to scare me? Because it’s not working.”
He fired a shot into the wall near your head. You just closed your eyes and exhaled deeply.
“How about now? Still nothing, huh? How interesting! I’m going to enjoy your company.”
Only the most trusted members have seen his face as he works as a spy for the group.
He doesn’t actually hide but likes to remain in the shadows.
Works quickly, silently and without a trace.
Can infiltrate any building in 5 min or less.
If paid enough would also assassinate anybody, doesn’t matter who - men, women children.
You were working as a guard for a government building he infiltrated. According to his resources you were not supposed to be there, so he when he landed through the vent on the floor he was surprised to see you there just you were. He quickly grabbed your arm before you could take your gun out and slammed you against the wall.
“Now you’re going to listen to me and not make a single sound or I would have to kill you, that would be unfortunate though seeing how pretty you are, so do you understand?” he asked and you nodded quickly.
“Great.” he smiled. “Considering you work here you must have all the key cards to access guarded areas, right?” he searched your body.
“Everything is accessed by identifying the fingerprints.” you told him.
“Really now? Then I guess we are going to spend some more quality time together.”
Unwillingly works as an assassin for the gang.
That’s because he would rather make the people disappear than kill them but as he’s the best shot in the whole gang the leader often asks him to care of business.
Talking about disappearing he’s the one you should come to.
The people he dealt with would either end up in prison, be sold on the black market or end up in unknown, deserted places in less than 24 hours.
Tends to put on a serious face while on the job but is actually horrible at controlling his emotions which gets him in trouble most of the time.
He met you by accident when he was disposing of a body in a forest you were jogging. You just froze in your tracks out of fear and disbelief.
“Who the fuck goes jogging in these types of forests at this hour?” he thought. Seeing as you were just standing there and not running away he wondered what to do with you. He didn’t want to kill you and he was not afraid if you reported him to the police as most them were bribed. So he just took the body and dumped it in the hole, hoping you will take off. He didn’t expect to see you armed with a stick when he looked up. He just barely avoided your hit.
“Whoa, missy. Calm down.” but you were already swinging the stick in all directions. Annoyed he tried to pull it out of your hand which made you lose your balance and for him to fall on top of you.
“Well this is rather unfortunate for you.” he smirked but when he saw how sacred you were he just got back on his feet, picked you up and threw you into the backseat of his car.
“Maybe Minho will give me some advice on what to do with you.”
Right hand of the boss and sometimes even more reliable than him as he their leader tends to be reckless.
Doesn’t take shit from anyone.
Has a really short temper if you get him angry.
Even though that happens rarely he just whips out his gun and kills whoever annoyed him on the spot.
Takes care of the gangs documents, finances, resources and such.
Likes to plan everything carefully before taking action.
You had nothing to do with the mafia as he often met you in the park, where he came to relax from the stress and tension in work. You would always sit at the same bench at the same time reading (he later calculated everything, so he would be able to see you whenever he came to the park). You could often feel his stare and whenever you looked up he would quickly avert his eyes. After a few weeks of staring you decided to talk to him changing your position every single day to get close to him. When one day you came and he was not there you were quite disappointed. Suddenly strong hands grabbed you and made you sit on the bench. His face was inches from yours and he looked angry.
“Are you trying to seduce me or something to get some info? What’s the deal with you?”
“I, I-” you started.
“You what?” he shouted.
“I just wanted to talk to you that’s all.” you said trembling. Only now did he realized how stupid and suspicious of everything he his.
“Oh fuck, you don’t know anything about me, do you? I’m sorry for scaring you. Could I treat you to coffee or something as an excuse?”
His job is to gather information.
As much as he enjoys torturing it out of someone he would often use other means to get it.
Is actually a really good thief and manages to snatch the things he needs without trouble.
He also learned from Kibum to sneak in and out without being noticed but that doesn’t always work as he needs more practice.
Dances his way out of trouble when the need arises
Likes small weapons like scalpels and such because they let him inflict more direct and precise pain.
He was about to steal your purse (just for fun) when you unexpectedly turned around and saw what he was going. You gave him a big slap and ran away asking for help. Not wanting to draw any attention to himself he quickly caught up with you and pushed you into an alley. He slammed his hand on the wall near your face, securing you in place.
“Look lady, I didn’t actually want your bag. You were even not supposed to see me but now that you know how I look, it might get dangerous.”
“Please, take whatever you want, just don’t kill me.”
“Whatever I want, huh? Then I guess I will take you.” he said knocking you out and throwing you over his shoulder before you could protest.
A/N: Woah this got longer than expected!! I laughed a lot at my own jokes while writing this, their are not even that funny, their are not even a lot of them here, I think I need more sleep
😂 Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups both male and female!! 😃
Top Ten Drunk Yuuri Moments!! °♡° Those must be AMAZING!
10) Once he and Viktor got drunk together which is always a
horrific idea and somehow they got away from the main party and over to the ice
rink where they proceeded to try and skate absolutely wasted. The night
included a lot of phrases like “Viktor why is the ice spinning?”, a lot of
slipping and falling over because alcohol and attempting jumps doesn’t mix well
and making out on the rink. Eventually they were rescued by Chris and Phichit
who stopped them from actually killing themselves being idiotic drunks
9) The third time Yuuri got drunk at university when Phichit
had to take him home because Yuuri could hardly stand and he spent the entire
journey crying about how amazing Phichit was and how much he loved him and how
he was the best friend ever and Phichit was stuck between laughing and being
8) The second time Yuuri got drunk at college and ended up
letting people do body shots off him which made him the most popular person at
the party. Phichit still has pictures but he’s banned from ever showing anyone
on pain of death
7) That one time everyone assumed that Viktor could drink
like a fish and Yuuri couldn’t because Viktor is Russian and Yuuri proceeded to
drink Viktor under the table to prove them wrong.
6) Viktor and Yuuri’s stag nights where they were supposed
to be staying apart the whole night but Yuuri got sad drunk because he missed
Viktor and Phichit had to take him to the club where Viktor was after getting a
text from Chris saying Viktor was exactly the same. They ended up spending the
night dancing together
5) Also at their bachelor parties(s) when Chris hired a
stripper pole in the private room of the club they had rented because of course he
did and convinced drunk Yuuri to show Viktor the pole dancing version of the
Eros routine. Viktor has still not recovered from this.
4) The first time Yuuri ever got drunk in college when he
went all out due to nerves and got absolutely wasted and ended up unintentionally
making a significant portion of the room question their sexualities and giving a
random guy on his course a lap dance. That guy still recalls his fondest
college memory as the time an Olympic gold medallist gave him a lap dance and
it was awesome.
3) Speaking of lap dances, the moment from my other list of
‘Top Ten Most Memorable Places Viktor and Yuuri have had sex’ where Yuuri
wasn’t drunk but he had enough alcohol in him to be very confident and gave
Viktor a lap dance in the club which very quickly led onto…other things
2) At one point while they were engaged but not married yet
Yuuri got very, very drunk and sort of just stumbled up to Viktor like ‘why are
we not married yet? Can we just get married now?’ and Viktor was so close to agreeing to it. The only
reason he didn’t do it was because their assorted family and friends would kill
them in the morning if they put up with all their bullshit for so many years
and then didn’t even get to come to the wedding as a reward.
1) The Olympics party from chapter 8 because it was pretty
spectacular and Chris still likes to tell the story whenever he wants to
embarrass Yuuri or make Viktor blush
❝ i play to win. ❞ ❝ this is my curse. ❞ ❝ wait for me! ❞
❝ your mother would’ve been proud of you. ❞
❝ let us hope for a different outcome. ❞
❝ sorry it’s such a mess in here. i-i wasn’t expecting company. ❞
❝ this is going to make you feel better. ❞
❝ the true enemy of humanity is disorder. ❞ ❝ a steady blade balances the soul. ❞ ❝ this is just like old times. ❞ ❝ even here i feel an outcast. ❞
❝ think you can do my job, do you… ❞
❝ all eyes on me! ❞
❝ ooh, this is my jam. ❞
❝ got your aim from your mom, i see. ❞
❝ i’ll feast on your soul. ❞ ❝ cheers, love! the cavalry’s here! ❞ ❝ our paths cross for now. as to the future, we shall see. ❞ ❝ we could’ve built an empire together. ❞ ❝ ah. just setting foot here sets my soul at ease. ❞ ❝ this time, stay down. ❞
❝ can i get your autograph? ❞
❝ why are you so angry? ❞
❝ ever get that feeling of déjà vu? ❞ ❝ i am a different man now. i am whole. ❞ ❝ over my dead body. ❞
❝ i’m on top of the world! ❞
❝ i’m patched up. ❞
❝ kids today with techno music. you should enjoy the classics, like hasselhoff. ❞
❝ what’s wrong? don’t you recognize me? ❞ ❝ aren’t you warm wearing all that? ❞
❝ can’t stop, won’t stop. ❞
❝ i’ll race ya! ❞
❝ mock death at your own peril. ❞ ❝ this time, i will finish the job. ❞
❝ death is an illusion. ❞
❝ look at this team! we’re gonna do great. ❞
❝ i am beyond redemption. ❞
❝ it looks like we will be working together. ❞ ❝ you’ve rescued me again. ❞
❝ i will not be defeated so easily. ❞
❝ treasure? s-sure, i don’t know anything you’re talking about. ❞
❝ so this is what has become of you? a pity.❞
❝ you’re so amazing! you inspire me. ❞ ❝ i miss him greatly. ❞ ❝ there is nowhere to hide. ❞ ❝ whatcha’ lookin’ at? ❞
❝ woo, nothing’s gonna stop me. ❞
❝ that was your dream, not mine. ❞ ❝ what you call freedom is an illusion that causes more harm than good. ❞ ❝ hehe, there’s something on your dress.. ❞
❝ you have been judged! ❞
❝ i have the upper hand this time. ❞
❝ traitor! ❞
❝ you will never amount to anything! ❞
❝ i’ve got my eye on you. ❞
❝ lot of memories of this place. they weren’t all bad. ❞
❝ the heart of a man still beats inside of me. ❞
❝ stay out of trouble. ❞
❝ step into my parlor said the spider to the fly. ❞
❝ one shot, one kill. ❞
❝ don’t think i’m happy about that. ❞
❝ now this place? makes me wanna be an atheist. ❞
❝ our world is worth fighting for. ❞
❝ you haven’t aged a day. what’s your secret? ❞
❝ ooooh, shiny! ❞
❝ oh, did that sting? ❞
❝ heroes never die. ❞
❝ where does it hurt? ❞
❝ you’re just a no-good bully. ❞
❝ i’m a one-man apocalypse. ❞
❝ you should look somewhere else. ❞
❝ you said you would arm wrestle me. nervous? ❞
❝ i learned that from my brother. ❞
❝ i hope nobody saw that. ❞
❝ on a scale of one to ten, how is your pain? ❞
❝ i’m not a miracle worker. well… not always. ❞
❝ this was once my home. no longer. ❞
❝ sorry! sorry, i’m sorry. sorry. ❞
❝ i remember being here. it was good for my tan. ❞
❝ wish i’d practice my japanese more, konichiwa! ❞
❝ you need a time out. ❞
❝ you might not want to tell your friends about that. ❞
❝ guess we know who’s really on top, don’t we? ❞
❝ with every death, comes honor. with honor, redemption. ❞
❝ a punishment for your crimes. ❞
❝ i will be on my best behaviour. ❞
❝ you think there’s something worth stealing in that temple? ❞
❝ people should be free. ❞
❝ you were never my equal. ❞
❝ death walks among you. ❞ ❝ last i checked, i didn’t ask for your opinion. ❞ ❝ you can’t be serious. ❞ ❝ they’re back. ❞ ❝ armor? how positively primitive. ❞ ❝ now this is my kinda city, everyone’s free to live as they choose. ❞
❝ you need a time out. ❞ ❝ die! die! die! ❞ ❝ to think i would have to work with a street ruffian. ❞ ❝ death comes. ❞ ❝ one of these days someone is gonna to put an end to you. ❞
❝ that which doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.. ❞
❝ well. you sure take to this bad guy thing easily, don’t ya? ❞
❝ aren’t you supposed to be dead? ❞
❝ i’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat. ❞
❝ sleep. ❞
❝ never liked you much. ❞
❝ never leave a teammate behind. ❞
❝ together we are strong. ❞
❝ you won’t get rid of me that easily. ❞
❝ i don’t even think children are afraid of you. ❞
❝ i taught you everything you know. ❞
❝ it’s hard to just sit around knowing there’s someone out there that needs to be blown up. ❞
❝ i’ll put an end to your sad story. ❞
❝ you havin’ trouble keeping up? ❞
❝ i have destroyed more of your kind than i can count. ❞
❝ it’s a perfect day for some mayhem. ❞
❝ we’re all soldiers now. ❞
❝ give me your best shot. ❞
❝ you knew exactly what were you doing. ❞ ❝ knock me down, and i’ll keep getting back up. ❞ ❝ you always did have a high opinion of yourself. ❞
❝ i’m not a young man anymore. ❞
❝ still trying to play hero? ❞
❝ i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞
❝ this is no place for children. ❞
❝ the world could always use more heroes. ❞
❝ looked in a mirror lately? ❞
❝ Me one, bad guys zero. ❞
❝ i’m gonna have to shoot you down. ❞
❝ this old dog has learned a few tricks. ❞ ❝ another one off the list. ❞
❝ i love your glasses, so cute! ❞
❝ if at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞
❝ that’s for my family back home! ❞
❝ i’ve got you in my sights. ❞
❝ i’m the one who does his job. i’m thinking… you’re the other one. ❞
❝ you weren’t given those guns to toss them away like trash. ❞
❝ i will protect the innocent. ❞
Where even to begin? Before Night of the Living Dead, “zombie” movies fictionalized Afro-Haitan Vodou, with white people at the center (see “White Zombie"). Night had nothing to do with that, it simply asked “what if the dead came back as flesh-hungry ghouls?”
That alone wasn’t new – the undead, from Frankenstein to Dracula to The Mummy, were horror movie staples. Richard Matheson’s “I Am Legend” played with a modern zombie-like vampire plague. But they all had some kind of will. Romero’s ghouls had none but to eat human flesh (not brains, specifically, that came from the campy Return of the Living Dead – not a Romero movie), and, most terrifyingly, there were lots of them, and their numbers grew with every bite. It dipped into our fears of death and isolation and the inevitable decomposition of our own bodies. Romero’s zombie genre took on social commentary while other monster movies casually demonized Haitans and Egyptians and Jewish Eastern Europeans.
Night was different. Its protagonist, Ben, played by Duane Jones, was Black. Romero always said he simply cast Jones because he was the best actor he knew. But it was 1968, and it made a statement. And an impact – you can’t discuss the prominence of Black leads in zombie media without going back to Ben. He’s the everyman, the relatable one, the hero. While Black people were relentlessly stereotyped and otherized, Ben was just a person.
There were no happy endings in Night. Ben was the last man standing. What was left of the police surrounded the house. They shot him in the head.
“I haven’t had a happy life. Bad breaks and…bad choices. A life of almosts and could-haves. Some would call it sad, but I don’t. ‘Cause the two best things in my life…were the person in the very beginning…and the person at the very end. That’s a pretty good thing to be able to say, I think.” - This Is Us, 1x16 “Memphis”
parent!au: park jimin A single father of twins show you the true meaning of family and what it takes to love like a parent, even if they aren’t your own. word count: 4.8k genre: fluFF?? aNGST?!? idk jimin is a dad
[A/N]: goinstraight to the point,our little familyby the very talented@nightbtsheavilyinspired me to write this fanfic !! I absolutely lovLOVEelovelove that story, so much i made my friend read it WITH me. its a beautifully written piece and i never knew i loved parent!jimin so much. sis i wasn’t lying when i said it inspired me to write my own !! pls enjoy, dont have high expectations bc its not anywhere near how good OLF is lol
“I don’t think you’re going to find a decent girl at the club.” Jungkook said entering the noisy, dark building.
Jimin laughed, “who said I’m trying to find a decent girl?”
Taehyung rose an eyebrow. “So what are you going to do when she wants to hook up? Bring her back to your place with your twins in the next room?”
Jimin frowned and ordered the first drink on the menu. “No.. I don’t know.” You, the only girl bartender in the club, fixed the drink in the fastest manner Jimin has ever seen. You poured it into a glass and slid it towards the man. He lifted it, weary as to how it was going to taste. The glass rim touched his lips and the alcohol burned his throat as he took it all in.
“Can we just enjoy the night?” Jimin asked when he saw the other two awkwardly hesitant. “I’m not bringing home anyone, guys. I came out here to forget that I was a single dad working a 9 to 5 job.”
Jungkook laughed and patted his best bud’s shoulder. “That’s a little hard to forget when your babies are both of your wallpapers.”
Jimin rolled his eyes and shrugged off his friend’s hand. Taehyung walked off to flirt with the girl bartender down the bar. Jimin was left alone, swirling the ice and liquor in his heavy glass.
“Rough night?” You asked as you polished the cups. He looked around to make sure you were addressing him. Taehyung had wandered off to another girl and you had walked back over. He peered up to see your soft smile. Your eyelashes fluttered against your pale cheeks. Your hair was secured messily in a bun.
Jimin laughed it off, not sure how to answer that question. It was more of a rough entire six years and since he had twins, it felt multiplied by two. “You could say that.”
we got all the ways to be wicked .
looks like this place could use a bit of misbehavior .
wanna try it ?
take a bite . ❜
be bold !
class is back in session !
mother always knows best .
with us evil lives on .
❛ let’s go !
what’s my name
all hands on deck !
i’m getting tired of the disrespect .
our sail’s about to be set .
what’s my name ?
soon the world will be ours .
i’m the queen of this town .
i call the shots .
bad girls have all the fun !
ready , here we come !
we always get our way .
all eyes on me , let me see ‘em .
i see your eyes on me boys .
chillin’ like a villain
everybody’s got a wicked side .
watch and learn so you can get it right .
you need to not stare .
you need to not be yourself .
you wanna be cool ? let me show you how !
you look like you would lose a fight to an alley cat .
you need to watch your back .
don’t make a sound !
i’m giving it my best shot .
it’s hard being what i’m not .
you’re gonna get us caught !
i think i found the worst in myself .
i didn’t know what you were going through .
i thought that you were fine .
why did you have to hide ?
i didn’t wanna let you down .
i would never stop you .
even though we’ve changed , nothing has to change .
i’ll never be out of reach .
nothing can stay the same .
be proud of all the scars .
i’ll never really leave you .
there are no words left to say .
this is not the end !
you’re part of who i am .
even if we’re worlds apart , you’re still in my heart .
we can meet in the space between .
it’s going down
let’s get this party started !
i swear i’m cold - hearted .
i’m not here for debating .
ask yourself how long you think i’ll remain patient .
let’s all just be smart !
your bark is much worse than your bite !
bring it on !
make your move .
your time is running out !
you should really watch your mouth .
it’s a do or die situation !
make one wrong move and i’ll debilitate him .
release him now !
we get it , chill .
we don’t have to light the fuse .
whatever you do it’s gonna be a lose - lose .
there’s gotta be a better way .
i promise i’ll give you your chance !
make the trade !
you and me
i thought i gave it everything .
it’s worth it in the end .
together we can change the world .
do you wish that you were something else ?
i promise we can work this out .
it’s up to me ! ❜
Don't be an asshole to the guy letting you into the bar
I work the door at a bar in my town on weekends. It’s a pretty busy
downtown area and on Saturday nights we check the ID of everyone that
comes in, just to cover our own ass.
So this 24 year old looking lady comes in and I ask her for her ID. She
immediately goes on a tirade of “do you know how old I am?!” I explain
that it doesn’t matter and I have to check everyone’s ID as that’s our
policy (along with the policy of almost every other bar in town.) so all
her friends give me their IDs without any issue. Finally the angry one
gets her ID out and touches it to my face and says “see I’m fucking 30!
And it’s my birthday today!” So I politely respond with “that’s nice.
Maybe you should act like it.” And she loses her shit telling me how
much of a dick I am. And I told her she didn’t need to come into the bar
if she didn’t want to. And she told me she’d be where ever she wanted
to be. And this is where she is drinking.
So she goes to the bar and I tell all the bartenders to make her wait as
long as possible before serving her and then to only serve her once and
cut her off. She stood at the bar for 20 minutes or so before finally
getting a chance to order. She orders one shot and then goes to order a
drink, the bartender responds with a smile. “I’m sorry mam we are going
to have to stop serving you. You appear to be to drunk.” She freaks out
and tells her friends they are leaving the bar. But the best part is
all her friends were having a great time and didn’t want to leave. So
she ended up leaving by herself on her birthday.
TL:DR. Don’t Piss off the guys letting you into a bar. They have just
as much say in whether you get drinks as the bartenders do.