the guy in the middle in the first gif


Summary: After switching middle schools, young Ben Solo lands his eyes on who he never expects to be the love of his life. After a four year separation of having to move away with his father, you and Ben are reunited your senior year of high school, only to have an emotional ride that intervenes with the true feelings you two feel for one another–but there’s one major problem, you’re already with somebody else.

A/N: AHH! So my bud @bensono​ and I have been talking about this whole AU for like four months now and I’m so excited to finally post it! This is that modern high school AU I promised you guys ages ago, but instead of a simple one shot, it’ll be a multi-chapter fic! FYI, the first two chapters will sort of be prologues as they’re based in the past so don’t think the whole series will be them as middle schoolers. Ignore the lame gif header, it’s something until I make the actual graphic and the summary is also a work in progress oops. Anyways…enjoy!

Warning: None

Word Count: 4.9K+

There was nothing more soothing than the sound of morning rain pattering against a glass window, echoing throughout the four walls as the gloomy sky gave the early hours an evening vibe. It wasn’t enough that the rain made things relaxing, but the fact that the early fall weather made the air feel much more cooler–enough to bundle ones self up–you couldn’t help but fall deeper into your sleep.

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The first time I tried to learn Russian I had nothing - no books, no internet connection (which wasn’t even a thing back then, or barely), not even running water. I was in the middle of a forest with a spiral notebook and a really handsome Russian guy, and I was young enough to think it would work anyway.

“How do you say to be and to have?” I asked him, clicking my pen open and placing the open notebook on my knees.

He looked puzzled for a moment.

“We don’t have those.”

“You don’t have the verb to have?”

“Not really.”

“And you don’t have the verb to be?”

He shrugged.

That was the moment I started feeling that learning this language could be the best idea ever or the worst idea ever. Gripping my pen more firmly in my fingers, I pretended it was completely normal for a language not to have the verb to be and plodded on.

“Okay. Okay. That’s fine,” I said, in what I now realize was an unintendedly rude colonial tone. “You have cases, though, right? Nominative, Genitive, Accusative?”

He frowned.

“I think. We don’t call them that.”

“What do you call them?”

He spit out a music of unconnected sounds. I smiled at him, started writing in my notebook (I wrote NOM and GEN, that is, because of course I didn’t understand what he’d just said).

“Can you describe them for me?” I asked.

At that moment, a bird bursted into song somewhere over my head and I started to feel hopeful again. Because, sure, this was a weird way of doing things, but, on the other hand, how exciting! Forget boring lessons and stuff - this is how people used to learn languages, by listening to words and holding on for dear life.

And, well, if I could just understand which case was which (the idea that their cases could be completely different and not a Russian version of the Latin and German cases I’d learned in school never even touched me - but, as it turns out, I was right not to worry, because these things tend to be roughly the same for everyone, and thank God; or, rather, thank Chomsky) - then surely I could start doing some kind of learning here?

“The first case is for things that exist,” he said, a bit diffidently, and I smiled encouragingly at him.

My pen hesitated under the NOM I’d already written. It was an odd way of putting it, but surely that’s what he meant? The case for the subject?

“The second one we use when things do not exist.”


He gestured vaguely.

“If something is not there, we use it.”

So here was a language which apparently didn’t have the verb to have, or the verb to be. A language which took the time to say which things existed and yet had a special way of describing invisible things. A language which, to me, sounded like honey and flowers blooming and those noises otters make when they’re busy.

And people are always surprised I slaved away at it so many years. I mean, who could resist any of that? And also: the beautiful poems and the soul-wrenching books, the quiet forests and the wide open spaces brimming with stars? Certainly not me.

Languages are like wands - you don’t choose them: they choose you.


Collab fic for the Bobby first kiss request! GIF credit goes to owner.

- Essy and Mika

“So is she a good kisser?" 

Bobby whipped around and looking at an innocent looking BI.

"Hyung, you’ve been dating for a month.”

“We’ve held hands!" 

BI gave him a look. "That’s so momentous, you know, if we were in middle school, hyung." 

Before Bobby could retort, Jinhwan walked into the room.

"What’s going on, guys?” He asked innocently unaware of the conversation that just took place.

“Hyung! Bobby hasn’t kissed his girlfriend yet!” Hanbin jumped out of his seat to cut Bobby off before he could accurately explain the situation.

Jinhwan released a laugh that must have been a combination of a surprised snort and a cackle. “Wait. You’re serious?”

“Shut up, guys.” Bobby looked away, feeling embarrassed at this situation. It’s not like he didn’t want to kiss her,  but there was never a right time for it to happen. A few close calls… a few glances, but never the actual deed. 

“Woahhh, the amazing Kim Jiwon can’t even kiss his own girlfriend, I never thought I’d seen the day.” BI smirked as he teased Bobby with a playful shove.

“Yeah, does she have bad breath or something? Does she think you’re gay? Maybe you should stop being so touchy with your dongsaengs.” Jinhwan leaned back in his chair looking more like a hyung as opposed to the fake maknae.

“YAH! That’s enough!” Bobby almost slammed his fist down on the dinner table so hard his drink practically toppled over.

“Damn. So touchy.” Hanbin feigned shock. “If only you could be touchy somewhere else, then maybe you’d get somewhere.”

Bobby stormed out of the room, too frustrated to continue the conversation with the other two. As he was walking away, he received a text. 

Oppa, Hanbin just texted me. Is everything okay? He said you were upset.

The frustrated male continued his trek down the street before replying with a sigh. How was he supposed to respond to this? That his dongsaeng and hyung practically teased the shit out of him because he hasn’t made the first move yet?

Jinhwan just texted me, too… what’s going on??

Bobby glared at his phone and inwardly cursed both of them out in his head. He mentally prepared himself for the commencing conversation.

Everything is fine! Going for a walk. Where are you?

Not a minute later, there was a reply.

Shopping. Want to meet up after? I’m almost done.

He sighed softly, feeling happy that his girlfriend was concerned about him. 

Maybe…..he could make a move today?

Sure, I’ll be at our spot in the park. See you soon!

He took a deep breath before heading to their favorite spot in the park where not many people knew about. All the while, he was planning on how to get that kiss. After waiting a couple of minutes, he heard a voice that he would recognize anywhere. 

“Oppa! Did you wait long?” The voice asked him sweetly. 

He turned around and was greeted to the adorable sight of his girlfriend looking slightly out of breath and holding two shopping bags while trying to smooth down her hair. He smiled softly at the sight before grinning and grabbing her bags for her.  "Don’t worry, I didn’t wait long.“

"That’s a relief!” She grinned wryly as he set her bags down and they began to talk about their day. The breeze softly blew, moving the clouds away to reveal a bright sun and crystal clear skies as the day went on. It was so relaxing that Bobby almost forgot his mission today. He decided to implement it now. 

“Jagiya, I’m kinda thirsty, can you get me a coffee from the vending machine?” He grinned his most innocent grin. 

“Sure! I’ll be right back.” She giggled a little before heading off.
After she left, Bobby immediately began to fix himself up. He checked hair, teeth, breath, etc. Everything had to be perfect for this moment. Okay Bobby, you can do this! Its just a kiss. Its not like its your first kiss, just your first kiss with her. Not helping. I’m so nervous. No! I can do it! I am Kim Jiwon!

After a couple a minutes, she came back with a can of coffee and a bottle of aloe for herself. 

“Here you go.” She said as she sat down and handed him his coffee. 

He smiled his signature eye smile and answered with a cheerful,“ Thanks!”

He opened his drink and took a sip as she did the same. He eyed her drink and had a sudden devious idea. 

“Did you not get coffee?” Bobby started.

“Aloe,” she muttered in between sips, not paying too much attention to his mannerisms.

Bobby cleared his throat. “Can I try some?”

His girlfriend flashed a cheeky smile. “It’s not like you haven’t tried this before…”

“Yeah, but that one might be different. Just one sip?”

She rolled her eyes before dangling out the bottle towards him. “Fine, just one–”

Bobby reached just passed the bottle, taking a light hold of her wrist before gently tugging her close, her lips conveniently landing on his for a firm two seconds.

She stumbled back, her lips still pressed to line as if their lips were still connected. Her eyes shot open, avoiding eye contact with anything for more than half a second.

Bobby sighed triumphantly. “I was right. That one did taste different!”

“YAH!” She slapped his arm hard enough to bring his coffee down to the ground. “What was that for?!”

He looked taken aback at her violent behavior. “W-We’ve been dating for a month! And we haven’t kissed yet! Don’t you think about kissing me?!" 

"That’s not how I wanted our first kiss to go!” She yelled with a pout. He looked shocked before she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him hard. His eyes went wide and went completely still in shock. After a moment, they broke apart.

“W-what was that?!” He stuttered with a blush on his face. She glared him.

“That’s how you have a first kiss Kim Jiwon.” She glared for a second long before grinning at his cute expression and giving him a hug. “I think we need to redo our first kiss again.”

Why do most donuts have a hole in the middle ?

If you have tasted a donut or its numerous variants that are a legion in other parts of the world, the question of why there is a hole in the middle could have possibly arisen.

Donuts were pretty doughy in the middle when they were fried without the hole, but with the introduction of the hole, a consistent temperature gradient could be established.

Ergo, No more doughy middles! 

That’s probably why persists a hole in most donuts but the existence of donuts which violate the hole principle makes it a bit hard to conclusively postulate.

The simplicity of the answer is what i love about this question. Hope you guys enjoyed it !

For the curious:

Who was the first to introduce the donut with a hole - Read here

PC: tumblr


bungou stray dogs ep. 5 // some of my favorite scenes
(as you can see dazai is in every scene and I love him so much)

Yamada (Y):  Aoi-san, do you still remember your first kiss?
Aoi: I do.
Y: Around when did that happen?
Aoi: Around second year of middle school.
Y: Who started it, you or your partner?
Aoi: I did.
Y: You started it?
Aoi: Yes.
Y: Is that so.. That sort of thing, still that person will think that the guy is supposed to lead it, right? Rather than starting the kiss by herself. As expected, at that time you were both still in second year of middle school.
Aoi: Yes, yes, yes.
Y: That.. Please try to recall it.
Aoi: Un.
Y: Did you just do it suddenly? Or did you think like “It would be okay if I do it.” It wasn’t something you could just do, right?
Aoi: Aah.. yes. But well, I did it while flirting with her.
Y: Aah, then it was more like, “Shouldn’t I do it?” and both of you just did?
Aoi: Yes.

Aoi on Tokyo FM Yamada Hisashi’s Radio Unlimited Friday (27.05.2011)

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