the only club i will ever join

Waiting for someone

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the tragic unrequited love story of julian dahl: a year and a half spent wooing his crush via likes and comments, finally he had the perfect plan: casually join the same club as him, maybe do a “love exercise” together… only for some other stalker to sweep in.

anonymous asked:

Can you please do the dai companions reactions to finding out the Inquisitor is actually royalty (prince/princess etc) and now their home is reaching out to them to get them back. But the inquisitor never really talked about it? Thank you!

Cassandra: She’s actually not as angry as they thought she would be. She’s miffed, of course, that they didn’t tell her, but she’s a bit more understanding– being noble isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. “Regardless of title, they now have a responsibility to the Inquisition.” she says sternly to whoever tries to bring them home. “They can decide for themselves whether or not they want to come home once our mission is complete.” She relates to them, and they often spend time talking about the follies of aristocracy and the horseshit that comes along with it. If Romanced: Her relatives in Nevarra could not approve more of their relationship, and as long as the Inquisitor himself is not up for an arranged marriage, the other side feels likewise. Both gag and ignore their families– they love each other for each other, not because it’s politically convenient. 

Blackwall: He’s stunned. He stumbles over his words when he speaks to them after finding out, not sure at all how to refer to them. They sigh and tell him to treat them like he always has, and he tries, though finds it a bit difficult to do so sometimes. He tries to ask why they left, but they don’t talk about it for awhile. If Romanced: He is extremely worried about going into romance with her. He doesn’t want the truth to come out– it will scandalize her, and he doesn’t want to do that to her. If she persists, he warns her that nothing good will come of loving him, but she still does. After he’s revealed, she shocks him by still loving him, still wanting to be with him. “Even though your family…” He’s cut off as she kisses him and reassures him that she loves him. He decides he’ll do good by her.

Iron Bull: He had information passed on from the Ben-Hassrath about who they actually were and why they left. He acts normally and doesn’t reveal that he knew until after their identity is revealed. When questioned as to why, he shrugs. “You left for a reason, Boss. If you don’t want that life, I was never going to tell anyone. That’s your right.” He knows they don’t like being treated differently, so he doesn’t. If Romanced: “You sure about this, Kadan?” he asks tentatively as they give him the dragon tooth necklace. “Your family isn’t going to like you fucking and loving a qunari mercenary…” As they consent and confirm with a kiss, he grins and pulls them back into bed. So long as they had each other, the rest of the world could fuck off, titles be damned.

Sera: She approves– not of their title, of course, but of the fact that they left all the royal nonsense behind. “Oh, piss right off!” she yells at whoever was sent to bring them back. “They’re sick of you and your noble shite! They know you’re all arseholes!” She’s not angry they didn’t tell her. “Why would I care?” she huffs. “I’m glad you don’t want the stupid title. You’re one of us lowlies, now, hah! Come on, now, let’s go stuff lizards in their drawers!” If Romanced: The same reaction as before, but she also scandalizes her girlfriend’s entire family by kissing her, repeatedly, or even having sex with her on the roof– with extra sex and kisses if her girlfriend left her home over an arranged marriage. “I love her for her, and she loves me for me– not because of any stupid titles or whatever!” she declares. She thinks it’s a hoot to constantly horrify the royal family. 

Varric: He thinks it’s a beautiful plot twist is what it is. He tries to press for more information as to why they left, several times, with varying levels of success and failure. Still, if they just want a friend who will treat them like a person, he’ll oblige. 

Cole: They feel the same to him as any other person, and he doesn’t really understand why it matters. He just feels their pain and stress like anyone else, so he’ll do his best to help them, as he already has been. “They don’t want to be called Prince(ss) (Inquisitor Name),” he says, “so we shouldn’t.”

Dorian: Oh. Oh, this is beautiful. He relates to them, a lot, and he’s not angry in the slightest they didn’t tell him. “A runaway prince(ss), I see? My, my! How interesting! Join the ‘nobles scandalizing our families’ club.” he teases, but he’s understanding if they vent to him about why they left– he knows how they feel. So they bond ever further, as friends, and he only gently teases them about their title from time-to-time. If Romanced: He’s worried. He tries to laugh it off, of course– “My, my, amatus, falling in love with a mage from Tevinter? Courting controversy and scandal, I see!” His lover persists, and he states that he loves him, titles and origins be damned. Romance takes slightly longer to proceed, because Dorian is a bit nervous about it, but he decides eventually fuck it– if they’re scandalizing their families, they’re scandalizing their families together.

Vivienne: She’s befuddled as to why they hid it at all. It could be a great asset to the Inquisition, and to themselves. “You shouldn’t hide your deserved title, Darling,” she scolds, “not now, and not ever. One day, you could be the Queen/King of your people, and you need to remember that. You are someone to be looked up to, and a leader worthy of respect. Your title only helps to reflect that.” She insists on, from then on, referring to them by their proper title, be it Prince or Princess, much to their chagrin.

Solas: He’s surprised, for once, but he thinks little of current nobility, so he leaves it be. He hopes that perhaps his lessons to them about magic and the Fade will be carried forward to their people, but otherwise respects their wishes to be not be addressed by their title and treated with respect, but none more than any person would deserve. If Romanced (I don’t know where the Elvhen princess came from, use your imagination): He seriously starts considering what will happen if he tells her the truth about who he is. He spends many nights laying awake pondering every possible scenario. Often, she asks what is wrong, to which he only forces a smile. “Nothing, Vhenan. Nothing other than wishing to take in your radiance.”

Cullen: He’s frustrated, not with them, but with the people constantly trying to take them home. “Oh, for Andraste’s sake, I’m well aware they’re royalty! It doesn’t change the fact that they have a responsibility to the Inquisition now. If they want to come home, they’ll decide that on their own terms, once everything is handled.” He has no patience at all for any of this noble horseshit. If Romanced: He gives pause, not fully realizing the fact that he’s dating a princess until after they kiss on the battlements, and it comes up when she teases him and remarks she’s happy that her title didn’t scare him away. He’s nervous, suddenly, because he has no titles outside of the Inquisition– she reassures him that as long as he loves her, that’s all she cares about, and while still nervous, he’s happy with that.

Leliana: She knew. Of course she knew– her agents would sniff out who they really were before their family got to them. She confronts them and asks why they left. They explain themselves and beg her not to tell anyone– so she doesn’t. “Keep in mind, though, that it does not matter if I keep your secret,” she warns, “your family is seeking you out, and they will find you. Everyone will know the truth, regardless of whether or not I tell them.” She still respects their wishes and treats them professionally as their spymaster, not fawning in the least over the fact they’re a prince/ss. 

Josephine: She’s startled and suddenly scrambles to correct all of her letters to reflect the Herald’s actual title. She also pulls them aside and scolds them for not telling her, and like Vivienne, says they should never hide it– it is a boon to themselves and the Inquisition. There’s no telling her otherwise. If Romanced: Her family highly approves of her relationship with the Inquisitor, and again, like Cassandra, if the Herald did not leave over an arranged marriage, their family is alright with it. Josephine falls in love with them like she would in any romance, and is a bit more understanding about why they don’t want to be treated like royalty.

DEH characters as things said in my drama class

(Part 2?)

Evan: “my anxiety doesn’t define me…my awkwardness does.”

Connor: “I hate everything and everyone except for weed. Man I LOVE weed.”

Zoe:“oh no my brother called me 23 times. too bad i don’t care”

Jared: “everything that has ever been on this planet is my kink.”

Alana: “I only joined drama club so my resume looked good.”

Sing Along

So a little bit ago my lovely friend @nalusrainbowtree messaged me a little prompt and I’m honestly in love with it. 

Prompt:

You know what fic I need? One where lance is listening to his music but no one's around so he takes the headphones out and just plays it out loud. Bohemian Rhapsody starts playing and he gets really into well the other paladins hear and start singing with him word for word. Allura and Coran look at them in horror at the lyrics (‘momma just killed a man, put a gun against his head pulled my trigger now he’s dead’) 

I’m so excited to write this, I love Bohemian Rhapsody or anything by Queen. 

Also slight homesick Lance because I had too 

Lance was cleaning his lion, he needed to keep busy. Being still made him too fidgety. It made him feel lazy, like he was suppose to be doing something, so he started to clean. 

He started with his room, making his bed, dusting his shelf, washing his closes, organizing his bathroom and vacuuming the floor. Yet Lance still felt like he hadn’t done enough so he moved into the kitchen. 

Hunk usually kept the kitchen pretty clean but Lance still found things to clean. He scrubbed the stove a few hundred times, he washed the dishes and wiped down the counters. 

Lance hummed as he cleaned, he felt more at home than he ever felt on the castle. Lance leaned back and rested his elbows on one of the counters, his eyes fluttering shut and he sighed. Just like home, cleaning. Now I’m just missing music and my family dancing and singing. Lance’s eyes flew open as he thought about what he just said. “MUSIC! I need music!” He looked around the kitchen, “now where are Pidge’s headphones?” 

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Lance was on a roll, he had already cleaned the common room, the bridge, the star room and was now making his way down to Blue’s hanger. Music was pulsing through his veins and he could feel the beat in his bones. Lance had his phone on high volume and swayed to the beat as he strolled into the hanger. 

Blue immediately perked up at her paladins presence and Lance gave her a huge smile, pulling his headphones around his neck. “Hey beautiful, ready to be cleaned?” Lance heard her purr and started to wipe down one of her front paws. 

Lance started to scrub at some of the dirt but found himself working up a sweat the longer he scrubbed. Man this stuff is really on here. He felt sweat fall down his face and soon pulled off his headphones and unplugged them from his phone. “Well Blue, I hope you like my music.” Lance was off again, his music echoing off the big room and Lance’s voice blasting through the music. 

Lance’s mom always liked his voice and Lance liked signing for her, she always encouraged Lance to sing everywhere and he fell in love with singing. Every time he sang he felt closer to his mom and the hole in his chest filled in a bit more. 

Lance was so lost in thought thinking about his family that he completely missed the first words to one of the best songs ever. His brain focused on the words around, “Is this just fantasy?” and without hesitation Lance immediately started to belt the lyrics. 

Caught in a landslide! No escape from reality!” Lance started to dance around the room, the familiar harmonies fill his ears. 

Look up to the sky and seeeeeeeee!” Lance heard another voice join him and looked toward the door, seeing Hunk smiling as he kept singing. 

Lance ran towards his best friend and they both continued the lyrics. “I’m just a poor boy!” 

I need no sympathy!” Pidge ran into the room and immediately joined the two boys in their singing. The three of them sand “To meeeeeee,” and without fail both Keith and Shiro entered the room, singing the piano part, keeping their voices light for the piano. 

Lance gave a giggle at what they were doing and immediately composed himself to sing the most tragic part. “Mamaaaaaa, just killed a mannnnn. Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger now he’s dead. Mamaaaa life had just begun!! But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away!” 

The five paladins kept on signing, filling each word with emotions for the story that they were telling, all completely oblivious to the two Alteans who entered the room to check on the noise and their horrified expressions. 

“Coran! Did the paladins kill a man?” Allura whispered as she grabbed onto the older man’s arm in fear and concern for her paladin. 

“I do not know princess.” Coran stared at them, “maybe they finally lost it?” 

The paladins kept singing, all of them swaying to the beat keeping the mood heavy. “Too late, my time has comeeee. Sent shivers down my spine,” Lance moved his hand down as to motion the chimes and Keith smiled widely at him. “Body’s aching all the timeeee. Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to gooooo.” 

“Are the paladins leaving? Coran they can’t leave they need to defeat Voltron! And why are they singing to their ‘mama’?” Allura stepped forward to questioned the paladins but Coran stopped her, she didn’t understand the stroy at all. 

“Princess, let’s not jump to conclusions, maybe they are just having fun?” Coran voice was low and he didn’t even believe himself. 

“Killing a man is fun?! Oh I do not wish to visit Earth.” Allura placed a hand on her head as the group moved on to another part of the song. 

Lance took this part over, dramatically falling to his knees. “I don’t want to dieeeeee! Sometimes wish I’d never been born at allllll!” The paladins all played invisible instruments and Allura looked like she was ready to slap some sense into her paladins, hoping they would explain the song. 

“Does Lance really think that?” 

The paladins still ignored their guest and soon broke out into piano playing, switching between the notes for Gallieo. Pidge taking the high notes while Shiro took the low notes. Lance went solo for the next part and his friends covered the background notes. 

I’m just a poor boy nobody loves me.” 

HE’S JUST A POOR BOY FROM A POOR FAMILY!

The paladins unconsciously split into groups, Lance, Keith and Pidge singing the first “LET HIM GOOOO!” While Hunk and Shiro sung, “BISMILLAH! WE WILL NOT LET YOU GO!” This followed to the hard guitar playing and the paladins screaming at the tops of their lungs, feeling the high fall down towards the end. 

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP ME AND SPIT IN MY EYEEEEEE? SO YOU THINK YOU CAN LOVE ME AND LEAVE ME TO DIEEEEE?? OHHHH BABY!” The paladins played intense air guitar as they danced around the room, ignoring the words and stopping when the song started to come down from its high. 

Nothing really mattersssss, anyone can see. Nothing really matters. Nothing really matters. To meeeeeeeeeeeee.” The group stopped where they started, only then realizing Allura and Coran horrified faces. They all caught there breath for a minuet and Lance waved them over. 

“Hey you guys, did you like the song?” The paladins smiled at the two of them and Allura couldn’t contain her emotions anymore. 

“That was the most confusing sing ever! You killed a man then sang to be let go??? I have so many questions.” She leaned against Blue and heard laughter around her. 

“Join the club Princess.” 

Does anyone actually understand this song????? Jk

I based this off of how my sisters and I act when we sing this song, it’s a family and school classic. 

I had so much writing this and I really hope you have fun reading it!!!!

I recommend that you check out this song if you haven’t heard it before! 

Thank you so much for letting me write this

I hope you like it! Sorry it took so long!!!!!

Mile High | Taeyong

Warning: Strong language, Smut

Word count: 1930

Originally posted by nakamotens

I slumped into the hard, faux leather chair while shoving my earbuds into my ears. Music slowly started to fill my mind and I was at ease once again. I looked around the gate, my eyes scanning over every person. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the chair, waiting for the flight attendant to board my plane.

I was on my way back from Japan, where I went to visit what I had thought was my boyfriend. Only to walk in on him and another girl which then proceeded to cancel any and all plans I had for this trip and buy the first ticket back home. What a prick. I grew angry just thinking about him, and secretly thanked the flight attendant when she pulled me out of my thoughts.

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Request: can i request friends to lovers with jun? thank you

I wasn’t sure if you wanted this as a scenario or an au so I did an au instead! If this isn’t what you wanted, I can rewrite it for you as a scenario (jun loses his chill somewhere in this au omg) (:

Originally posted by zeropathy


  • your mother introduced you to jun while his mother introduced him to you at the age of ten
  • both of you weren’t comfortable with each other at first, it was kind of really awkward
  • neither of you spoke to each other, but jun played the piano for you a lot so he could practice and you wouldn’t be bored being alone
  • the first time you guys had a real conversation was when you both were twelve
  • INCREDIBLE i know, how could u not yet have an actual conversation with someone you’ve known for two years
  • well
  • u both managed to do just that
  • ALSO you know what being 12 years old means
  • UR MOTHER SIGNED U UP FOR CLUBS
  • a judo club, really. you had no idea what the hell was going on and you just saw a tall man’s naked cHEST oh my god what the fukc can he please put his uniform on PROPERLU
  • junhui’s mother signed him up for wushu
  • which kind of sucks cause like
  • less time hanging out with ur best buddy
  • but it’s okay in the end because now you can use judo for self defense and jun can probably kick someone’s ass
  • going to school together was also really fun
  • you two both rode bikes to school and back
  • the kids in your class thought you two were dating but ?? no ?? have u ever heard of cooties??, gross
  • plus you two are only twelve the kids can chill
  • fast forward to when u two are fourteen years old (rebellious stage as some ppl call it)
  • jun joined the same clubs you did at school even though sometimes those clubs sometimes clashed with his piano and wushu lessons
  • “jun are you sure you want to join informational technology with me?”
  • “UHM yes. i want to learn about computers too, leave me be.”
  • “i’m taking care of the library for volunteer hours. don’t you have piano lessons today?”
  • “there’s a recital tonight. i’d rather hang out with you than play jazz music for gross adults.”
  • jun’s mother came into the library right after that
  • she got pissed when she heard what he said LOL HE’S SCREWED
  • once jun hit puberty he got HELla sassy
  • even u couldnt handle it
  • when you were practicing your judo with jun he got obnoxious and kept talkin g bULLSHIT
  • so u performed an uchi mata on him
  • he was on the floor for seven minutes
  • “keep ur mouth shut little boy”
  • “…u hit me in the balls … . ..”
  • you threw an icepack at him after a few minutes
  • “talk shit. get hit.”
  • his voice changed, wasn’t rlly a surprise to both of u since it wasn’t noticeable at first but it became gradually lower as the weeks flew by
  • he got tall
  • REALLY TALL
  • ur both sixteen now and fukc what thef uck jun can u please shrink a little
  • (depending on reader size, difference isn’t much OR IS VERY MUCH)
  • jun quit piano. he was a bit too advanced for his teachers and he got bored; they didn’t give him difficult enough shit to play
  • he still practiced wushu, but didn’t go to those lessons anymore either
  • he did get a job though, good for hi m
  • he took work days on tuesday, wednesday, and saturday so you two still had plenty of time to hang out!!
  • jun was always around you whether you were taking care of the library, putting together a desktop computer in I.T. or practicing your judo
  • you both were stuck together like glue
  • your parents thought you two looked good together
  • . .. u two weren’t sure of ur feelings??
  • MOR ELIKE
  • YOU’RE OBLIVIOSU TO JUN BEING REALLY OBVIOUS THAT HE LIKES U
  • like he even tries hard to look good for you even if it’s just you two casually hanging out
  • he styles his hair, picks out the best outfit that you would like and puts on a subtle amount of cologne
  • dude he’s liked you ever since you two became teenagers
  • but since you two are nearly adults, he’s trying to make it really obvious that he’s attracted to you
  • because he knows how you are when a boy likes you
  • you don’t have any idea
  • you just think they’re being nice and you end up being friends with them instead of becoming someone’s girlfriend
  • he liked that about u though
  • cause ur cute and practically innocent to crushes and dating
  • so one day, jun decided to give you a bouquet of flowers
  • “aw, thank you! my mom would love these!”
  • “yA these flowers are for you not you R MOTHER”
  • he grabbed the flowers from you and grumpily stomped inside your house to put them in a vase before going back to where  you stood
  • “i like you, okay? have you really not noticed a thing all these years?”
  • “ ,, . no? ?”
  • jun: internally screaming
  • keeps his cool
  • a RE YOU KIDING ME
  • nevermind
  • “CALM DOWN i like u too gosh ur so annoyin g honestly”
  • “!!?!??as a friend right u like me as a fRIENd you obLIVious sHTI”
  • you didn’t answer him right away and you gave him half an hour to calm down
  • UR MOTHER FOUND U TWO MAKIG OUT ON THE COUCH AN HOUR LATER
  • so thats something
  • your mothers are dramatic
  • they both threw a party once they discovered u two were together
  • (so tht is also something)
  • now you two are inseperable
  • your friends seem to always find jun stuck to your side or your back
  • he loves giving you backhugs you’re so comfy
  • when you’re working on something in your bedroom like a project for an extracurricular class, he’s either pressed against your side or you’re on his lap
  • he loves burying his face in the crook of your neck
  • he rlly likes sleeping next to you too because you make him feel warm
  • his kisses are either short and sweet or ,,, dirty
  • jun finds it cute that whenever he goes in for a kiss, you always shyly lean away from him
  • it’s not intentionaL but it happens
  • his arms are almost always around your waist
  • u can’t push him away u just can’t
  • the honeymoon phase weighs heavy on him
  • but as you two get older he gets less affectionate but is still as loving
  • he wouldn’t be as into PDA anymore, he really likes to touch you and kiss you when you’re in private
  • you both are a really dorky couple
  • juN loves you so much
  • he pats your head more often than not
  • doesn’t mind carrying u
  • he thinks ur tiny even though you probably aren’t
  • takes u out on dates that are fun, but relaxing
  • mostly just takes you out to a casual restaurant or a library cafe
  • he loves u and will take care of u pls treat him with love and kindness

Originally posted by animequeenn13

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“That was such a good night” Caspar grins. 
“shall we keep it going for a while?” I ask holding two bottles of vodka, the boys grin. The boys being the buttercream squad- Joe, Casper, Oli, Josh, Conor, Jack and Mikey. I hung out with them a lot and tonight was no difference, we had been to a club. I think they only kept me around for when they wanted to escape a girl they’d signal me and I’d pretend to be their girlfriend and vice versa, it was a good deal. Nobody had brought a girl home tonight, a few kisses in the club but that’s all. 

“what’re you thinking?” Conor says wrapping his arm around my shoulder. 
“Never have I ever” I grin and they all smirk already making their way to the living room, we had all ended up back at the Maynard’s/Pieters. We all sit-down and I grab 8 shot glasses. I join them, sitting in between Mikey and Josh. “who’s first?” I ask, filling all the shot glasses and handing them out. Oli holds up his hand and we all wait for his question. 

“Never have I ever… had sex in a public place” he says. Jack, Joe and Conor take their shot. 
“wait, define ‘public’” I say
“where somebody could have seen you” I nod and then sheepishly take the shot making the boys all ‘ooh’ 

“okay, never have I ever done anal” Josh says taking his shot followed by Mikey, Jack and Caspar. They look at me and I shake my head. 

“never have I ever had a threesome” I say looking at the boys. Jack and Conor each take a shot and we all smirk. 
“it wasn’t with each other” Conor says, disgusted by our insinuation.

“never have I ever fucked against a washing machine” Jack says smirking at me. I blush as we both take a shot. They boys eyes widen and look at us waiting for us to tell them. 
“it was when we first met, we were drunk, fucked against his washing machine and we’ve never spoke about it since” I glare at Jack and they boys all holler patting Jack on the back who smirks and nudges my foot. 

“never have I ever fell in love” Caspar says circling the rim of his shot glass. Conor takes a shot and I think for a moment, taking a glance at Joe for a second before downing my shot. They all furrow their eyebrows at me, for the time I’ve hung out with them I haven’t had a steady boyfriend. 

“can we play truth or dare?” Oli whines. We all nod, thinking its a good idea, most of us completely drunk. “okay I’ll start, Caspar truth or dare?” 
“truth” he says starting off slow. 
“how many people have you slept with?” he says and Caspar’s face pales. 
“I actually don’t know” he mumbles and we cheer. 
“y/n, truth or dare” he huffs deflecting the attention. 
“truth” I say and they all get really sad. 
“who out of us, in this room, would you most like to fuck?” he smirks and they all lean closer, I blush and look around at them all then turning my attention to my skirt. 
“Joe” I mutter and they all scream and pat Joe. I blush harder and turn away. Mikey, sensing I don’t want to talk, takes over asking Joe a question. 
“joe, truth or dare” he asks louder over the boys laughter. 
“dare” he challenges. 
“I dare you to give let y/n give you a lap dance” he laughs clearly intoxicated. Joe looks at me for a second and I huff and nod standing up. Joe sits back on the couch and the boys look on with wide eyes. I go to straddle Joe but can’t. 
“I have a tight skirt on, I can’t” I sigh. 
“then take it off” Josh says and my eyes widen but after a quick shot of vodka I’m game, I remove the skirt leaving me in a very revealing crop top and my lacy knickers that barely leave anything to the imagination. Conor turns on a sexy song and I straddle Joe who bites his lip in anticipation. I grab his neck and start grinding on him, moving my hips to the beat. He gulps when I get off of him and turn around. He grabs my waist as I move my ass against him, I wink at the others who are gawping at the sight. I can feel Joe start to get quite hard underneath me and come to a halt when the song stops. Joe’s breathing is heavy and he rests his head against my shoulder as I continue straddling him. 

“wow” Jack sighs, the first to speak. I just giggle in response and climb off Joe, his hands dragging down my body. 
“I think that puts an end to the night” Josh smirks looking at Joe who hasn’t taken his eyes off of me. I blush and reach for my skirt but I’m picked up by Joe, my legs around his waist. He starts carrying me towards the guest bedroom and I squeal. 
“at least someones getting laid tonight” I hear Conor huff. Joe shuts the door with his foot and collapses on the bed on top of me. He makes quick work of removing our clothes and guiding himself into me. I moan.

“fuck Joe” I whimper. He grunts as he pounds into me, the sounds of our sweaty skin slapping together only turning me on more. 
“oh my god” I screech. “Joe Fuuuuck” I yell.
“come on baby, let the boys know you’re mine” he growls. I moan louder. 
“fuck Joe, fuck me. You’re so big, harder - oh fuuuuuuck” I scream as I cum. He cums too and drops to the side of me. He’s breathing heavily and pulls me closer. We get our breathing in tact and stay cuddling as our breathing starts to even out. I think Joe is asleep so I start talking. 

“i hope you don’t regret this in the morning, because in the game, it’s you who I’m in love with. I wish I could tell you when we’re awake and sober but I’d fuck everything up” I sigh tracing Joe’s abs. “night Joe” I whisper snuggling closer to his body and eventually falling asleep. 

I wake up in the morning to an empty bed and frown. I hear the boys laughing and joking in the kitchen, the faint smell of pancakes and I grin. I stand up but immediately fall to the floor. I squeal and hear footsteps running towards the room. 
“y/n, you okay?” I hear someone shout. 
“Jack?” I ask. 
“yeah” he shouts back. 
“are you alone?” I shout a little quieter. 
“yeah” he confirms. 
“come in and close the door” I say gathering the blanket from the bed to wrap around myself. He slips through the door and closes the door. 
“why are you on the floor?” he asks confused. I blush furiously. 
“I can’t walk” I grit and he bursts out laughing. I huff and cross my arms. “help me” I cry. He stops laughing and crouches down next to me grabbing my waist. He helps to redress me and hands me a pair of joggers as I’d left my skirt out in the living room. 

“can you carry me to the kitchen please?” I pout and he snorts turning around so I can jump on his back. 
“Joe really gave you a run for your money huh? was it that good when I fucked you?” he asks. I peck his cheek. 
“of course it was” I tease. 
“hey I could leave you right here and make you crawl, letting the boys know you’re practically paralyzed” he stops walking and in response I wrap my legs tighter around him. He rolls his eyes and takes me to the kitchen, setting me on a chair. I eat in silence while the boys laugh and joke about the events of last night.  

“you were a nice surprise y/n” Caspar says with a grin and I grin sarcastically eating more cereal. I glance at Joe to see him eating his breakfast in silence, completely ignoring me. I frown and look away. I decide its time I leave so I try and stand up but fall, Josh being there to catch me. 
“woah, you okay?” he asks concerned. I look at Jack and he smirks, holding his hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter. I nod with an awkward smile and shuffle away to grab my phone, skirt and jacket. I hear the boys whispering behind me. 

“why is she walking like that is she ok?” Mikey asks. I hear Jack laugh and close my eyes, preparing for him to tell them and for their laughter. 
“Joe fucked her so hard she can’t walk” he whispers. They all laugh and congratulate Joe. I quickly grab my stuff and take one last glance at Joe, wiping away my tears before leaving. 

It had been about a month since then and I was throwing up into the toilet for the second time that day. I huff and grab my phone ringing zoe. 
“hello” she answers. 
“Hi Zoe, is it still alright for me to come over tonight, I know I said I was busy but I really need to see you girls” I whimper. I hear her shuffle, probably sitting up. 
“yeah, are you ok?” she asks concerned. I sniffle. 
“I’ll tell you when I get there” I say and she sighs. 
“see you later” 
“bye Zo” I mutter hanging up the phone. I grab a bag and pack my pj’s and clothes for tomorrow along with other random things- toothbrush, charger, hairbrush etc. I book a train down to Brighton and also an uber. It arrives in no time and I head to the train station. The train ride isn’t very long, only an hour. I get a taxi to Zoe’s house and in no time I’m knocking on the door. 

“hey” Zoe squeals wrapping me in a hug. She ushers me inside and into the living room where Tan and Nim’s are laying down. They jump up and hug me, I hug them back tightly. 
“what’s up, you didn’t sound too good on the phone” Zoe asks sitting me down on the couch. I got to start talking but I can’t speak, I just start sobbing, the girls looking at each other panicked. 
“Babe just breathe, take your time” Tan soothes trying to get me to calm down. It works and my breathing returns to normal, the occasional hiccup interrupting my speech. 
“now what’s up?” Nim asks. 
“I think I’m pregnant” I mutter but they all hear me. 
“what? why? how? with who?”Tan exclaims. I sigh. 
“yeah, I had a one night stand about a month ago, I’ve been throwing up for the past week and I’m late on my period” I cry. 
“who was he?” Nim’s asks. 
“uhm you know him, he left right before I woke up, after I told him I loved him the night before” I sob. Zoe looks at me sternly wiping my tears away. 
“who is it?” she asks. 
“Joe” I whimper and they gasp. “I know, it’s bad, I don’t know what I was thinking” I sigh. 
“he left you?” Zoe fumes. 
“I mean technically, we were drunk and we were in Jack’s, I got dared to give him a lap dance and then he took me into the guest room, he left me in the bed and we haven’t spoken properly since” I murmur. They are too shocked to speak. 

“when you say you told him you loved hm what to you mean?” Naomi questions. 
“we we’re cuddling… afterward” I make hand gestures and they nod trying not to laugh ”and I thought he was asleep, so I started talking but I guess he wasn’t asleep” I huff. Zoe rubs my arm. 

“come on” Tan exclaims standing up.
“where are we going” I sigh. 
“to get a pregnancy test” she says. I huff and stand up following them into Zoe’s car, Naomi and I go into the shop while the other two wait in the car. We awkwardly purchase the pregnancy test, nearly making it out of the shop without running into fans, but as we’re leaving we hear squeals and turn around, I drop the test and my eyes widen as the fans, who have their cameras out, look at what I drop and scream excitedly. We ignore all questions about the test, taking pictures with them and hurrying back to the car. Zoe belts it back to the house and we all scurry tp the bathroom. They leave me while I do my business but then all sit around it waiting for it to change. After 3 minutes the alarm on Zoe’s phone go off and we all reach for the test. I grab it and look at it, my hand flying to my mouth and tears rushing to the surface. Zoe grabs it out of my hands and squeals. 

“I’m going to have a niece or nephew” she jumps up cheering. I choke back and sob shaking my head. 
“no, Zoe this isn’t good” I cry and she stops jumping around bending down to my height. “he doesn’t want me Zo, he’s not going to want this kid! and if he does he’ll force himself to be with me for the baby because he’s a good guy, I’m going to ruin his life, Zoe this isn’t good. He’ll hate me” I sob falling to my knees on the floor. The girls crowd around me giving me a group hug. 
“he’ll never hate you and he won’t force himself, he’ll be with you because he wants to” Tan ensures me. They continue to soothe me as we cuddle on the couch with lots of food and movies. I don’t know about the girls but I end u falling asleep on the couch. 

I’m woken up by Alfie who gives me a sad smile. 
“hey butternut” he says, saying my nickname. 
“hey, you heard huh?” I sigh. He nods. 
“Zoe told me, I found the test on the table, don’t be mad at her.” he explains. 
“I’m not mad” I giggle. “relieved I don’t have to tell you myself actually” I snort. He looks at me seriously. 
“he loves you, whatever you think you’re wrong. He loves you and he’ll love this baby” he grabs my cheeks and I bite my lip trying not to cry. He sighs pulling me into a hug. We stand up. 
“thanks Alfie” I mutter and he pecks my forehead. We head into the kitchen where the girls are cooking breakfast. They smile when they see me. 
“you want some bacon?” Zoe chirps. 
“ohh yeah-” I start but then catch a whiff of it and run to the bathroom, throwing up everything in my stomach. I feel Nim’s hands rubbing my back and when I’m finished she hands me my toothbrush. I smile appreciatively and brush my teeth before joining the others. 

“uh, I actually need to get home. I have a meeting later, that I’ll probably cancel anyway but…” I giggle and they smile. I get dressed and join them at the door. I say bye to Alfie and the girls jump in the car driving me to the train station. We all step out and they even walk me to the gate, they wait until the train is about to pull up to give me hugs and comforting words. I get on the train and wave to them. Being alone for an entire hour isnt ideal but here I am. About 15 minutes before we get back to London I get a call from Jack. 

“Hey” I chirp trying to sound hapy. 
“Hi where are you?” he asks. 
“uh on a train?” I reply. confused. 
“where have you been?” 
“Brighton with the girls, Jack why are you asking so many questions?” I sigh knowing something was up and that I’ll have to deal with it. 
“we’re in your apartment and your not so we got a bit worried” he huffs. 
“we?” I cringe. 
“buttercream” he mumbles, as that’s what they fans called them. I exhale loudly. 
“okay, I’m just pulling up to the station, I’ll get a taxi and be there in ten?” I mutter. I hear him hum on the other end. 
“okie doke, bye” he calls. 
“byee” I murmur rolling my eyes and hanging up. 

The ride to my apartment is very long, if the buttercream squads there that includes Joe. I unlock the door to my flat and see them all lounging on my couch eating food. 
“uhm hey?” I say sarcastically. “no really make yourself right at home” I mumble putting my keys on the counter and pulling my jacket off, dropping my bag by the stairs. They are all silently staring at me and I huff having had enough of it. 
“Why are you all here?” I exclaim. 
“well, we seen this picture on twitter and wondered what was going on?” Conor sighs showing me a quad image of Nim and I in the shop, both of us very flustered and a close up of the pregnancy test. My face pales and my throat dries up. They raise their eyebrows and take my silence as a confirmation. 

“how far along?” Caspar asks. I twiddle my fingers a little. 
“uhm about a month” I reply with a nod. I see Joe’s head snap up out of the corner of my eye and gulp. 
“do you know who’s it is?” Joe asks quietly and I frown. 
“of course I do, I’m not a slut” I bite back, Joe gulps. 
“do we know him?” Josh asks. I nod again turning to face Joe. The other realize and slowly start to leave. 
“you left me” I whisper and he looks at me guiltily. 
“I didn’t want you to panic being sober and realizing what we did” he mutters. 
“You heard me, I know you did. You know I love you, why would you do that?” I spit. 
“I just thought you were drunk” he sighs. 
“and then on top of that you ignore me for a month” I cry. 
“yeah I know I did, I didn’t mean to but I’ve thought a lot this month, after not talking to you it made me realize how much I love you” he breathes stepping closer. My eyes widen and I don’t have any time to think before his body is trapping mine against the counter and his lips are moving feverishly against mine. He pulls away and puts his hands on my stomach. 
“are you really pregnant?” he whispers. I nod. 
“are you mad?” I mumble, he shakes his head. 
“I mean I’m a little disappointed, I still like going out clubbing with the boys but I could never ask for anything better, having a baby- babies- with you is all I want, accidents happen but they’re not all bad” he sighs moving his hands from my stomach to my hips 
“well you still can do them things, but you’ll have to come home to me and a little baby, are you sure that’s what you want?” I ask, nervous for his answer. 
“hooking up and that’s fun, but it can’t beat coming home to you, and anyway why look for somebody else in a club when I have you. I’m going to be the best damn dad I can be” he mutters pulling me close. He kisses me again and its I who pulls away this time. 
“Zoe’s excited to be an aunt” I giggle. 
“Zoe knew before me” he pouts. I nod and peck his lips making him smile. 

“I really do love you” he whispers. 
“I love you to” 

Nervous Energy

Sometimes I’m great with titles, sometimes I’m not. Forgive me. A while back, I did a ficlet challenge. Awkward Attempts at Kissing became a clear favorite and several of you have asked me to continue with the story. I’ve got a few other things I’m working on as well, but I hope you like it! Thank you @diversemediums for helping me proof it!!

Anonymous asked: What was teenage Jamie’s thoughts on working up the nerve to ask Claire out ?


Claire. Elizabeth. Beauchamp.

The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. She’s smart, kind, has a smile that lights up every room she’s in, and I’m fairly sure I’m in love wi’ her. At least I think so. I canna stop thinkin’ about her.

She’s joined the drama club, drooling after that bloody Kevin O’Hara. But I ken he’s got his eyes fixed on Kitty, so I just need to wait.

I almost spoke to her today, almost asked her out. I’d taken the breath, practiced my words, and then she walked by. She smelled like vanilla and herbs and I couldna speak.

Someday… someday I’ll speak wi’ her. I’ll tell her she’s beautiful. I’ll tell her that I’ve no’ looked at another girl since the day she walked into school. That I want her to be the only girl I ever date.

I’m reading a book, waiting for my Da to come pick me up and take me home. The door behind me slams open and I turn around.

Holy Mary mother of God, she’s beautiful when she’s angry.

“That rotten little bastard!”

She hasn’t seen me, doesn’t know I’m sitting right there. I freeze, afraid that if I move, she’ll run away.

“What the hell has Kitty got over me?!”

As I watch, her hands go to her hair, which has escaped the braid she’d put it in. I live for the days she lets it down. The other girls put so much into their hair, wear so much makeup you canna tell what they’re supposed to look like. But no’ Claire. Never Claire.

“Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ!” she yelps.

She’s seen me. Damn! Those incredible amber eyes of hers go wide and I put my book down.

“Hello, Claire.”

Is that my own voice? Christ! How do I sound so calm? I’m sure she can see how hard my heart is beating.

“You know who I am?”

Of course I do!

“Aye. I canna help but notice ye seem a bit upset.”

“Oh, um… y-yes.”

She canna meet my eyes. Probably for the best. I dinna need her to see how red my ears will turn.

“Do ye have any plans on Friday?”

“Uh… No?”

I hear my Da’s car pull up. I have to speak quickly, get this over with so I can leave before she sees my red face.

“There’s a new film out in the cinema. Would ye like to come out wi’ me?”

Please say yes. Please say yes. Please, for the love of God, say yes.

“What for?”

I smile at her. I canna help it. She’s flustered and angry and her cheeks are red.

“A date.”

Holy God. Did I just say that? No! That wasna what I meant to say! No no no! She’ll think I’m-

“Sure.”

“Jamie lad, come on, then!”

I must be smiling like a loon. I feel like I’m smiling like a loon.

“Meet me at four-thirty?”

“Wait… You’re not kidding, are you?”

“O’course not! I want to go out wi’ you.”

Shut up shut up shut up!

“Jamie Fraser!”

I grimace. Da is getting angry.

“So? Will ye go out wi’ me?”

“I…”

“James. Fraser! Dinna make me get out o’ this car!”

I stare at her, pleading.

“Alright. I’ll meet you at the cinema at four-thirty.”

“I’ll see ye tomorrow then, Claire.”

Before Da gets properly angry, I jog over to the car. I sit down in my seat, dumping my bag in the back. Claire is still standing where I left her, her mouth hanging open as we drive by.

“Does she need a ride, lad?”

“No. Her uncle will be here soon.”

Da’s face breaks into a grin. Damn it.

“Ah. So that’s her then, is it?”

“Her who?”

“Dinna play coy wi’ me, son. I ken ye’ve had yer eye on a lass for some time.”

Folding my arms over my chest, I look out the window. I willna talk about it.

“Have I told ye how I asked out yer mam?”

“Aye, ye have.”

Ignoring me, as he usually does wi’ this story, he continues.

“She was dating that Grant lad. But she didna love him. So when I asked her out for a coffee, she accepted. Broke up wi’ him that verra night.”

“And then she called you and asked you out to lunch, where she paid and wouldna let you pay,” I said in a flat voice.

Da laughs as we keep driving.

“Did she say yes, then?”

“Aye. She did. I’m taking her out to the cinema tomorrow night.”

Da’s face becomes suddenly serious.

“And ye will behave as a gentleman ought. Ye willna take advantage of the sweet lass, aye?”

“Da! I’d never!”

“I ken the temptations when yer at the cinema. It’s dark and no one will see ye.”

I groan and throw my head back on the headrest of the seat.

“Da! I’m no’… I’ll no’…” I stumble over my words. “Da!”

By now, Da’s laughing so hard he has to wipe the tears from his cheeks.

“Christ! Yer as easy as Willie sometimes. I ken the sort of man ye are, Jamie. I ken you’ll treat the lass wi’ respect. But… Just to be sure, Murtagh will go wi’ ye.”

“Murtagh?!”

Da pulls down the drive to Lallybroch.

“It’s either Murtagh or Willie.”

Oh God. Not my brother.

“Fine. But I canna pay for three tickets.”

Da chuckles.

“I’m sure Murtagh can afford his own ticket to the cinema. Tell me who the lass is?”

Turning the car off, Da turns to watch me.

“Claire. Claire Beauchamp. She’s the smartest girl in my year. She tutors some of the other students in science. I dinna think she’s ever failed an exam. I ken she lives wi’ her uncle, though I’m no’ sure why. She sits with Amy and Geillis at lunch. And when she laughs, her eyes light up, like colored glass. I’ve never seen eyes like hers, Da. And her hair…”

I trail off, realizing Da’s just starin’ at me.

“I think ye are smitten, Jamie my boy.”

“What?”

“Ye’ve fallen for the lass. The look on yer face is the same one I have when I look at yer mam.”

I bury my face in my hands.

“What am I gonna do, Da?”

“Weel, first thing ye dinna breathe a word o’ this to Willie. He’ll gi’ ye hell for it, same as he did Jenny when she started dating Ian. Second, ye tell yer mam. She’ll be heartbroken if ye dinna tell her.”

I nod, heaving a great sigh.

“Aye, I’ll go tell her.”

“Other than that, ye be the man we raised ye to be. A kind and respectful man, who kens how to treat a woman the way she deserves.”

Da clapps me on the shoulder and gives one last smile. I grab my bag from the back and head inside.

I probably wouldna get any sleep tonight, but that was alright. I had a date with the prettiest girl in Scotland. Nothing else in the world seemed to matter.

I Told You So

The screaming match slowly made its way down one of the many expansive hallways of the manor to the quiet and secluded sitting room where you had settled in for some quality time with your new book.

“I don’t know why you would be so delusional! As if I’d ever want something of yours!”

“Then why do I keep finding my stuff in your room? Huh?”

You tried to focus on the words on the page in front of you, you really did. You had agreed to join Jason and Alfred’s bi-weekly book club, and if you had any hope of saying anything resembling intelligent at your next meeting at the end of the week, you needed to finish this book in peace. If only Damian and Tim would stop arguing long enough for you to do so.

As the screaming continued to grow louder and the sounds of breaking priceless valuables filled your ears, you knew somehow you would be dragged into the middle of it, the only question was how. Your answer came in the form of your older brother barreling into the room looking to break up the tumble.

“A little help here would be nice,” Dick called as he caught sight of you.

“So would some peace and quiet,” you shot back as you marked your page and closed the book.

“Well that is the idea,” he quipped with a smirk.

“I don’t know what you expect me to do. Dad has gone out of his way to make sure that I don’t fight anything more than a cold. I’m tech, not technique,” you state.

There was no way Dick was going to let you off the hook that easy. To him, you were the family peacekeeper since it was common knowledge at Wayne Manor that one look from you had all of your brothers and your father wrapped around your little finger.

“C’mon, nothing bad is going to happen. They’ll listen to you, and then you can finish reading,” he reasoned encouragingly, as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, leading you to the standard brawl-ending positions that have become far too common in your home.

You and Dick braced yourselves for the impact of the growing brawl between Tim and Damian.  You couldn’t even tell what they were fighting about anymore, but the anger tornado touched down in your sitting room and limbs seemed to be flying everywhere. The end table where you had set your book was flipped and you could see your bookmark falling out of your book and onto the floor. So much for finishing the book in time for this week’s meeting.

You and Dick jumped into action in an effort to get Tim and Damian apart long enough for one of them to calm down. They may have forgotten in the midst of their fighting, but you certainly did not want to deal with the lecture and punishment from Alfred when this was all over, so containing the collateral damage was crucial.

Wham! You weren’t sure exactly what had happened, but all you knew was you were on the floor, your face was throbbing, eyes were watering, and the room was now eerily silent. You tried to survey the room around you for damage and found no broken heirlooms, but did notice a small amount of blood dripping down your face and onto your shirt. That’s when it hit you, one of your brothers had been so consumed in this fight that you ended up getting a fist or elbow to the face. Even in the safety of your own home, you knew not to panic. Years of crisis training, however, did not stop your brothers from falling into a panic upon realizing you’d been hurt.

A whole new wave of shouting began as the boys tried to assess your new injury and argued over whose fault it was that you had been hurt.  Amid the chaos of the boys’ new blame game, you found the box of tissues from the end table on the floor near you and began to clean yourself up while the boys were preoccupied.  Dick was the first to notice you’d moved from your spot on the floor and could tell from the look on your face that he was never going to live this down.

“Don’t you dare say it,” Dick warned.

“I told you so,” you retorted with a playful smirk and a handful of tissues held up to your face as you left to find yourself a new quiet reading spot before the next battle breaks out.

Just a quick thought on Takenaka. 

My first thoughts with this kid were “oh no he’s probably a romantic rival who’s using his powers to pursue the girl he likes” because that’s how the trope goes.

Once again, I’ve been played by ONE.

Takenaka seems a lot more like Mob than he does a stereotypical rival. The times that we see him using his powers to vent and yell at people are actually times when it was kind of appropriate? Like, the classmate who was shoplifting. He doesn’t actually seem to have abused his powers, so much as realized that hearing people’s true thoughts causes more relationship problems than anything.

Like, he seems to be legitimately trying to win over Tsubomi in the same way that Mob is trying? I don’t see how you can cheat at tennis with telepathy because so much of sports is muscle memory and happening too fast. (Which is a good reminder to us the audience that Tsubomi is her own character, and does not exclusively belong to Mob in any sense.)

So he’s trying to do like Mob–live a normal life without his powers.

He’s definitely a grouchy little brat, but like. I can kind of understand that too? Living a life where nothing is ever quiet, where you always hear the true thoughts of others, and know just how cruel people can be? I would be grumpy and jaded by middle school too.

Even to the Telepathy Club, I can kind of see why he’d not hold them in high esteem. I mean, he joined because he was hoping for companionship in his plight, only to find a bunch of lazy layabouts bumming away their time. (And while there was some indication that he was a lazy layabout too by the comment “you’re still the same” when he comes to the club room, arguably he really isn’t because like. He wasn’t actually coming in there to bum around.)

tl;dr: Takenaka is incredibly powerful, seems to have some kind of intact moral core, is apparently working to better himself to appeal to the girl he’s got a crush on, and mostly seems jaded, lonely, and grumpy. He’s not a flat Rival stereotype, and I think (hope) that he and Mob find friendship.

Stranger Danger-(Theo Raeken)

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken and (Y/N).

Pairing: Theo x Reader

Word Count: 981

Warnings: some angry Stiles 

Summary: Stiles doesn’t like you and Theo being close, so just imagine his reaction when he comes home and finds Theo in your bed.(based on a request)


I briefly remember Theo Raeken, Stiles’s and Scott’s 4th grade friend who moved away when I was 10. I remember how he’d occasionally sit with me, Stiles and Scott at lunch, how he’d help me get books from the high shelves at the library, and he’d often sit next to me on the bus when Stiles and Scott paired off. But I remember a slightly chubby Theo, with little social skills. 

But then he came back, and I certainly don’t remember a Theo with a six-pack, a smile to die for or a Theo who would ever flirt. Okay, the last one may be to the fact that I was only 10. But the point is, I was excited that he was back, to say the least, unlike my older brother who thinks that Theo has some ulterior motives, I think that he’s telling the truth. I’m not really surprised that he’d want to join the true alpha’s pack. Who wouldn’t? 

Either way, my point is that Theo is extremely hot and really nice, and the thrill of getting caught by my brother who’s the founder of ‘Theo’s Haters Club 101′ makes this even better. It also makes the sneaking around more fun.

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The only reason I joined robotics club is so that I could figure out how to hijack an audio cable and playing a 37 hour loop of the Rick Roll song. It was the only prank at my middle school nobody ever caught the culprit. The only other one being twenty years ago we had a really tall tree and some student just chops it down in broad daylight with a fucking axe. How did they NOT get caught?

{Special}College!AU Youngjae
  • major: hospitality management 
  • minor: advertising 
  • sports: …..no
  • clubs: cooking club, pianist in the university’s orchestra 
  • people have always told him that he is charming and attracts others so when he was in high school everyone told him to be a hospitality major and basically work in a hotel or a restaurant because his positive personality would be sure to make it a success
  • he plans to open up a restaurant when he graduates and he’s always seen hanging around the culinary majors trying to see if anyone is good enough for him to want to partner up with after graduation, but he hasn’t found someone yet and he gets bummed about it a lot
  • bambam is always like “youngjae, let me be your chef. my mom owns restaurants. i was born read-” and jb’s like “bambam you’ve set the communal kitchen on fire literally 4 times this semester and it’s only been 2 weeks into classes.”
  • youngjae took up advertising too just because he wanted to be able to learn about it for future reference and he’s so cute because now he makes lil advertisements for the cooking club he joined and it’s like little clipart of dancing pots and pans and youngjae thinks it’s the funniest thing ever and no one has the heart to tell him it’s kinda corny because he looks so giddy putting up the ads,,,,he’s an angel
  • speaking of cooking club youngjae’s in it and he’s always trying hard but for some reason his dishes always end up burnt or undercooked and the teachers like,,,,,well the effort counts
  • and youngjae frowns and literally in that moment it begins to rain, the sun disappears and everyone is put into a horrible mood 
  • jackson is usually called in to make youngjae laugh again and then peace is restored. 
  • as long as youngjae is smiling = the sun in shining and everyone’s passing their classes
  • he’s also the pianist for the schools orchestra and he performs a lot with them and he actually gets to pay for his tuition through a scholarship he got through his piano playing
  • he looks extra cool on stage and it’s the only time people see him wearing a suit ,, other than that he always looks extra comfy and wears those big hats and it’s so cute
  • everyone on campus including teachers love him and know him on a first name basis and whenever he’s in a group chat to study he sends pics of dogs. he’s that kinda person
  • youngjae everyday: “jb let’s get a dog for the dorm.” jb; “does jackson not count?” jackson: “FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU also it’s against the rules to have animals in the dorms im sorry youngjae”
  • you get to know youngjae thanks to cooking club because you’re in it too and let’s just say you and youngjae have been partners a couple of times and it’s always a Disaster
  • not you guys but the food
  • like you both tried to follow the recipe to make some lemon pie but what came out of that oven was ……a lemon nightmare 
  • and youngjae is always smiling while he cooks and he’s always singing to himself and you notice that he has this adorably small mole beneath his eye 
  • and basically he’s your cooking club crush and you’d only be half lying if you said you still go to the club just to spend time with him LOL
  • but like that’s all it is a one-sided crush even though fellow cooking club member nayeon is like “you and youngjae look so cute together!!!!” and you’re like whAT n o,,,,,,,,,,no please dont say that outloud he might hEAR you
  • but of course youngjae has noticed you too, the cute way you line up all your utensils before you start cooking and the way you always give him a cheer when he goes up to the teacher to get his food evaluated like 
  • he knows you’re there and he’s endeared by your little quirks and your cute smile but god he has no idea how to express it???
  • like he goes back to the dorms and he’s like “jb,,,,,,,how do i become,,,,,nice,,,,,,” and jb is like ur the nicest person i know and youngjae is like “nononono nicer too,,,,someone specific,,,,,like extra nice,,,,,,,,,super nice,,,,,,aggressively being nice intensifies???” 
  • jb looking at youngjae from across the room like what the hell are you saying and youngjae just shouts and flops down onto his bed like FORgeT i t 
  • and for the longest time basically you and youngjae refuse to act on how you feel because like you guys have a nice friendship going and it’s all sweet and neither of you wants to ruin it
  • until youngjae finally spills his crush on you to jackson and you spill your crush to nayeon and well nayeon and jackson are friends and BOY thEY have a P L A n
  • and like as it’s nearing break nayeon is like heY the dance majors are going to throw a party and you’re like ??/ ok cool but im not a danc- and she’s like “you’re invited, momo told me to bring a friend so im bringing you!!!1 see you there” and you’re like “wh-” but nayeon has already skipped away and you’re like,,,,,why do i have a weird vibe about this
  • and across campus jackson backflips up to youngjae and is like “me and the dance majors are throwing a party so you have to come.” and youngjae’s like jackson you know parties aren’t like my thing- and jacksons like there’s gonna be free food and youngjae is like you now im in see u there
  • and you can probably see where im going with this but basically nayeon and jackson meet up and snicker like little kids because ok good you guys will meet at the party and true love sparks will F L Y (a pun, i know
  • but tbh @ the party you’re standing awkwardly in a corner with some drinks while the entirety of the dance practice room gets trashed and all the dance majors are grinding on each other and you’re like Oh Why Did I Agree To This,,,,,, 
  • but then you see someone familiar and you’re like ??? is that youngjae and he sees you two and like you’re both the only ones not ,,,,,,, getting it on and the only ones who actually are holding drinks like two very confused freshman or something so 
  • its only natural that he gravitates toward you and you’re like hey and he’s like hi!! and laughs like “i take it, you’re not a dance major either?” and you shrug and point to jackson who just did like a split and you’re like “im definitely not if that’s what dance majors can do…”
  • you make youngjae laugh but then it gets a little awkward and silent and youngjae’s like,,,,,,,,,, “hey do you want to….leave?” and you’re like “yeah kinda,,,,,why?” and he grins and is like “we need to escape now while jackson is distracted!!! otherwise he’ll pull out the aegyo to make us stay so c’mon!!”
  • youngjae puts down his drink and carefully wraps his hand around your wrist and tugs you through the strings of people until you guys are out of the building and the coast is clear and you’re like 
  • “being outside is much better” and youngjae’s like “i know how you feel” and like neither of you really know what to say because it’s like midnight and you guys just ditched a party and you want to be like weLL i guess ill go back to my dorm but youngjae’s like 
  • “since we have nothing else to do, do you want to come down to the orchestra room with me? i wanted to get some of my music notes - it’s ok if that’s weird to ask haha” 
  • and you can see him getting nervous, hiding the little tremor in his hand by scratching his neck and you bite your lip because you’re excited that he’s invited you
  • and this is just so pure the first time you two get to be alone and you’re both flustered but you nod and tell him you’d be happy to tag along
  • once you guys get there though youngjae cant find his notes and you guys spend like an hour looking through the rows and through the sheets of music and youngjae seems so defeated when you cant find them so you’re like !!! i need to cheer him up so you ask quietly if he could play you something
  • and youngjae’s like haha im not that good though!!! and you’re like boy are you playing games youre in the schools damn orchestra and like 
  • you see that he’s actually really humble and doesn’t think much of his talent and it kind of pierces your heart because here you are knowing how great of a person he is,,,,but he cant see it
  • but youngjae like takes a seat at the piano and you can’t help but admire how good he looks and how long his fingers are and as he begins to play its like a spell ?? the music is so beautiful it enchants you
  • and youngjae looks over nervously to see your reaction but all he sees is you with your eyes closed, smiling and swaying to the melody and in that moment youngjae swears he’s never seen anyone more stunning
  • and he stops playing and you open your eyes and slowly he gets up and comes over and you’re like “youngj-” but he just leans down and tilts your chin and against your skin he’s like 
  • “im sorry, but i think this is going to be my only chance to do this-” and he kisses you ever so gently, like a soft sweet peck and you can barely breath let alone react
  • and youngjae immediately bursts into a loud apology and like pulls his hat off to hide behind it and you’re like at a loss for words and he’s like i better get going and before you can stop him he’s running out of the room and you’re like
  • shocked but also you’re like i need to run after him but once you get outside you don’t know where he went and you’re not sure if you should feel hurt or surprised or happy all of the above like ?!!??!?!?! what is this some drama whyd he jsut do that
  • and youngjae whose like hiding behind the campus library is like beating himself up about it and he’s like whY didn’t i j U s t see it through why god
  • and he thinks its the end like you’ll just avoid him from now on because like he just kissed you out of the blue like who wouldnt think that’s weird
  • but the next day as he’s sitting next to jb on the quad going over his tourism class project you tap him on the shoulder and as he turns around you lean in and kiss him
  • and it’s so surprising his damn hat falls off and jb drops the book he’s holding and everyone on campus turns to face you two
  • and youngjae is like ???? when you pull back and you’re like “n-now we’re even…..” and he gets up and he’s like “i dont want to be even” and you’re like excuse me and he like puts his hands on your shoulders and pulls you in to kiss you 
  • and then you’re like “wait what now i have to kiss you to be even” and youngjae’s like ok kiss me again and so you do and it takes you a bit but you’re like 
  • oh my god wait are you just going to keep kissing me so i keep kissing you and youngjae’s like yes that was the plan
  • and jb is sitting there looking at you two like jesus h christ and you and youngjae burst out into giggles
  • and jb is like “i think this is the part where you guys decide you’re going to date?” and you and youngjae are like sure!!! that sounds fun then we have even more excuses to kiss each other
  • and you and youngjae, no matter how much he hasnt shown in off before, are sosososososososo mushy for each other
  • like now that you’re an official thing you guys hold hands in cooking club and feed each other from the same spoon and literally make everyone in the club wish they were in a relationship 
  • and like its kinda cheesy but you’ll be like “youngjae, you make me so happy……are you a magician?” and he’ll like fall to the floor laughing because your jokes - no matter how much they make other people roll their eyes - always make him so happy and he’ll lean in and like give you an eskimo kiss after he’s done laughing and be like “maybe i am!!!! or maybe im a doctor because i can tell my heart beats only for you~~~”
  • like it’s cringy to others but you guys are in your own love bubble and its cute you deserve to love and support each other
  • you try to help youngjae plan for his future restaurant and when he talks about it you can tell he’s got passion and just smile and listen to him and watch him and when he’s done he’ll apologize for boring you but you’re like i could never be bored listening to you,,,,,,,,
  • jackson and nayeon hear the news that you two are dating and they’re like THE PLAn WORKED and you and youngjae are like ???? the plan ???/
  • and jackson is like nothing i said nothing nayeon did you say anything no i dont think you did anyway i have to go- and youngjae chases jackson like twice around campus until he collapses and you have to help him up
  • but nayeon is just like “yeah we invited you to the party to set you two up” and you’re like what and nayeon is like you and youngjae at a dance majors party basically meant you’d have no choice but to talk and well ,,,,, now we’re here and that talk turned into true love
  • and you’re like nayeon i hate you (but i love you so much thank you for this) nayeon: (^:
  • you and youngjae are cuddling like all the time and its the kind of cuddling where you’re facing each other and youngjae can kiss the tip of your nose and you can kiss the little mole on his neck
  • when he practices the piano you sometimes will come over and just sit in the empty audience and do your work while listening to youngjae’s melody and its the most calming thing in the world
  • he’ll see you dozing off over your homework and purposely play a super loud chord and startle you and you’ll pout but he’ll be like do your work!!!
  • you love youngjae’s little posters he makes for the cooking club you keep a copy of all of them in a little scrapbook and when youngjae sees it his heart swells and he pulls you into his lap and kisses all over your face
  • and your relationship is literally just the two of you always encouraging what the other person wants to do
  • mark once described you and youngjae as being addicted to each other and literally it’s the truest thing. like you text each other when you cant see each other and you call just to hear youngjae’s laughter and he calls just to tell you he loves you and when you’re together you’re always touching in some way 
  • and its just warm and fuzzy
  • one day during cooking club as you’re trying to flip the pancake in the pan, youngjae wraps his arms around you from behind and helps you out and ofc the whole room is like oooooooooooooo but feeling his breath on your neck and his hands around yours
  • when the club meeting is over you basically grab him and you’re like we need to find some empty room now 
  • and well club just finished so ,,,,,,, the cooking club room is empty and to make things short you end up ontop of one of the counters and youngjae probably makes a joke about whipped cream
  • that is all i am saying 
  • ok wait one more thing: youngjae’s hands are so gentle and like you remember back to that time when you saw him playing the piano and you’re like he’s good…..with his hand s o k ay moving on
  • whenever youngjae misses home you two go out for some late night seafood snacks and if you have time you go down to the beach to see the night sea
  • and youngjae wraps you up in his arms and tries to get his sweater to fit around the both of you and you giggle into his chest and he kisses your hair and it’s  s o   f t
  • youngjae keeps spamming the got7 group chat with pics of dog memes that you sent him and you get a text from bambam like “your boyfriend keeps sending us photos of puppies that he said he’s getting from you so im here to ask you to stop”
  • all you do in response is send more photos of puppies and youngjae calls you like “bambam said he’s never looking at another puppy again, you sent too many.” and you’re like good he deserves it and youngjae is like this is why i love you
  • you playfully try on the floppy hats youngjae owns and he’s like,,,,,,,,,you look so damn cute he takes photos and like creates a ‘i love my significant other in hats’ post on which jb comments: one of those is mine and youngjae is like; ill block anyone who wants to be negative about our love LOLOL
  • apparently youngjae’s an avid gamer and sometimes you’ll see him hunched over his computer and you’re like hehe cute but all you have to do to distract him is literally sit in his lap and youngjae is like im logging off bye i have more important things to do
  • like watch ‘secret life of pets’ with you while you eat ice cream out of the same tub with the same spoon
  • you and youngjae crying at the pet store over cute puppies together 
  • you comparing youngjae’s smile to the sun and to the flowers and to gold and he tells you to stop while laughing and you just tell him you can’t ,,,,, his smile is everything to you and that just makes him fall for you more
  • whenever you two are apart, youngjae sends you the same message; “you should be here with me.”
  • you guys singing along to your favorite song at group karaoke and making it into a duet and the rest of got7 is making gagging noises but jb is like snapping his fingers for them to stop because seeing youngjae this happy to be with you is a blessing and all of got7 should appreciate it lmfao

it’s his birthday, so i decided to post this ~<3 lovely youngjae! hope your birthday was bright and fun!

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The Ghost in Apartment 1403 pt.3

You x Namjoon

Genre: Angst, supernatural, fluff, humor

Warnings: Mentions of death, dark themes, generally kind of sad at times.

Short summary;

Namjoon was a (relatively speaking) normal music producer moving up in the world–until he became a ghost. With no memory of what happened, and no idea what he’s doing still on earth, he haunts his old apartment–consequently bothering its new inhabitant (who also happens to be the only person who can see or hear him). 

Part 1,, 4, 5, 6, 7

Credits: Loosely inspired by the movie “Just Like Heaven”


Maybe somewhere, deep down, you knew Namjoon was telling the truth. There was something about him, his aura perhaps, which gave off a very distinctly inhuman vibe. Something that said “I’m real, but not here, exactly.” This was probably the reason that you weren’t all that surprised when you opened your eyes to find him sitting cross legged in front of you, hovering a few inches above the floor.

He was looking at you as though you were the most fascinating thing in the world, and it was a bit unnerving.

“Ugh, you’re still here.” You grumbled sleepily.

“And you can still see me.” He said, unfazed by your tired glare. “Do you know how long it’s been since had a conversation with someone?” He continued. “I mean, I talk to the baby downstairs, but she just responds with giggling.”

“I wish I couldn’t hear you.” You sighed, pulling a pillow over your face.

“I wonder why that is?” Namjoon pondered, apparently not taking the hint that you wanted him to go away—permanently. “That you can see me, I mean. So far, it’s just been babies and animals that—“

“Do you ever stop talking?” You complained, sitting up before swinging your legs off the bed to stand. Namjoon moved quickly so that you wouldn’t walk through him on your way to the kitchen.

“I do sometimes, but I don’t want to right now.” He said, floating after you. You were still wearing your clothes from the previous night, and you were sure you looked like a mess. But your appearance wasn’t exactly high on your list of priorities at the moment.

“Don’t you have something better to do than haunt this apartment?” You asked irritably as you opened your overnight bag in search of food. You found some poptarts and grimaced; not exactly the healthiest breakfast ever. “Don’t you have family or some friends to bother?”

“No, I really don’t.” Namjoon replied. “I mean, I have all those people, but being around them makes me sad.”

You hoped up to sit on the island in the middle of the kitchen, your feet dangling a good foot off the floor.

“Why don’t you hang out with other ghosts, then?” You asked. “Surely there’s something you could do. Join a ghosts-only club maybe?”

“Not really.” Namjoon said, sitting on the counter across from you. “I haven’t found any other ghosts. I think we might be invisible even to each other. That, or I’m the only one. But I find that to be highly unlikely… Don’t you?” There was a hesitancy in his voice, a vulnerability that made you think that it must be very lonely to be a ghost.

“I’m sure you’re not the only one.” You said, seeing relief in his eyes as you said the words. Who would want to be the only anything? Particularly if it meant being invisible to all those around them? Surely no one, and definitely not this man who was determined to talk your ear off. “So why don’t you leave this apartment and go find them.” Lonely ghost or not, he was still a stranger that you didn’t particularly want to live with.

Namjoon pouted. “I don’t wanna.” He whined. “And anyway, aren’t you just a little bit curious why you can see me?”

“No.” You replied flatly.

“Well, I am.” Namjoon shrugged. “So I’m going to stay and find out.”

You sighed deeply as you slid off the counter. “I really can’t let you do that.” You said, walking to the front door.

“And you’re going to do something about it… How?” Namjoon followed, looking just the slightest bit worried.

“I don’t know yet.” You muttered, opening your front door and marching across to knock on—what was his name again?—Hoseok’s door. He opened after a minute or so, Namjoon complaining the whole time.

“He’s weird, why him? Can’t you just do a google search to get rid of me? I don’t like this. Stop ignoring me, I know you can hear me—“

“Hello person who didn’t believe in ghosts, still feel the same?” Hoseok looked rather amused; the feeling wasn’t mutual.

“Alright, you were right. I admit it.” You said. “The man I saw last night? He’s who’s haunting the apartment.”

“And how’s that going for you?” Hoseok asked, looking genuinely concerned now.

“Terrible.” You said. “It’s only been a few hours and I already feel like he’s going to drive me insane. You knew he was there—what do you know about getting rid of him?”

Hoseok laughed. The rate at which he could switch emotions was a little disorienting. “You can’t.” He chuckled. “You don’t think the manager tried? He even smudged the place.”

“Smudging gets rid of negative energy.” You folded your arms. “Namjoon isn’t negative, he’s annoying.”

“I don’t know if I should be offended by that or not.” Namjoon huffed.

“You’re on a first-name basis with the ghost?” Hoseok snorted.

“No. Yes. It’s complicated.” You hadn’t even realized it until Hoseok pointed it out. But Namjoon seemed so real, so solid (as long as you didn’t try to touch him) that you weren’t sure how else to refer to him. You didn’t like the idea of just calling him “The Ghost.”

“Have you tried asking him to leave?” Hoseok asked. “Sometimes that works.”

You shook your head. “I’ve told him to leave, does that count? He just says no.”

“I don’t see what’s wrong with me staying.” Namjoon said. “It’s not like you have to feed me, I’m dead! I won’t cost you any money.”

You realized that Hoseok had said something, but Namjoon had spoken over him and you had no idea what the other man had said.

“What?” You asked. “Shut up Namjoon.” You shot him a look, and Hoseok raised an eyebrow at you. It took you a second to realize that it was because Hoseok couldn’t see Namjoon, and it probably looked like you were talking to the wall.

“Are you a medium?” Hoseok asked, leaning against his door frame. You shook your head.

“No, I don’t think so.”

“So why can you see him, and I can’t?”

“That’s what I want to know.” Namjoon said, and you gave him another look before answering Hoseok.

“How would I know? Look, if you’re not going to be any help, I’m going back inside…”

“There might be a reason, you know.” Hoseok called after you. “Maybe the two of you were supposed to have met before he died.”

You slammed the door behind yourself. You had saved up so long to afford an apartment like this—and even then, it was only because it had been sitting empty for months that it was cheap enough for you. It was right down the street from where you worked, in a central area, and it was so nice. If you walked out on your lease, your deposit would be gone and you wouldn’t have a place to live.

“You have to move on.” You decided, turning to face Namjoon. “That’s why ghosts are around in movies and books, right? Unfinished business. We just have to figure out what that is, and you can walk into the light.”

“You’re going to help me?” Namjoon asked, not looking the least bit convinced.

“Of course.” You said. “But until then, we have some house rules to go over. If we’re going to be living together, we’re going to have to get along, right?”


A/N So it should get a little more interesting from here on out! Reader is determined, but Hoseok might be right ;) Anyway, thank you for reading and being so patient with me! I’m hoping to update Disposable soon as well <3 As always, let me know your thoughts/feelings! I love to hear from you guys <3 <3 <3

A Wonderful Weekend in Detroit

Life in Toronto was always so busy; things to do, places to see, items to get crossed off list after list after list.  

The opposite is what I think I like most about life in Detroit. 

Life in Detroit is quiet and peaceful. Each evening after work and weekend ahead allows for plans made up on the spot.  I’m living these days by the seat of my pants, and it’s absolutely wonderful. It’s something I didn’t know I loved so much until I moved State side. 

Friday evening I did approximately nothing. I had a one-on-one with my boss over beers and only got home around nine, so I made dinner and watched TV and was snoozing away by 11pm. Yessssssssss! 

Saturday morning a bunch of colleague friends met at my apartment and we made the 20 minute walk over  to Eastern Market.  

The market was busy and colourful and in full bloom. 

I bought myself this beautiful white orchid which I’m admiring as I type this. 

After the market Lucy and I headed north of Detroit to Birmingham! It was incredibly cute and quaint and made me want to move to a small little town. Lucy and I strolled about popping in and out of stores and boutiques. We found a spot called Toast and toasted ourselves on their patio over a delicious salad (we also ordered a broccoli appetizer, which arrived with a cheese fondue! so much for eating healthy). 

A lot of Michigan reminds me of Ontario (which obvs makes sense).  I love this wall below and now want to buy that Great Lakes water colour print below!

I ended up buying the below cute mug, a Mother’s Day card, and a Yay! You’re pregnant card. 

Then yesterday evening Lucy and I hosted a bunch of friends over to our apartment for a few drinks and evening out.   

My apartment building is very social. It’s almost like living in residence. It’s got a fantastic area for people to hangout, play pool, watch TV, read books, etc. The photo below doesn’t do it justice, but it’s the only one I can find right now.  

I dolled myself up with a lot of makeup (the first time I’ve worn eyeshadow in Detroit!) and met everyone downstairs.  Lucy and I have also started to make new friends with people who live in our building, so they joined us too.  We went to Motor City Brewery, and then Old Miami Club where Rodriguez was playing (incase you’ve ever seen Searching for Sugar Man on Netflix!). 

I hardly took any photos Saturday night, but then this morning Lucy and I met up with three guys / friends from our building for brunch at Seldon Standard. If you ever find yourself lucky enough to be in Detroit, go to Seldon Standard! It’s absolutely FANTASTIC food! 

After brunch our plan was to head to down to the water for a lake-front run, but we got distracted by our building’s sparkling pool, and spent the day oustide with friends. 

Some how we spent over six hours enjoying the sun, listening to music, dipping toes into the pool (me), swimming (Lucy), and sipping on Bloody Marys. 

Around 6pm we were exhausted from the day of nothing, so we headed to pizza (Pie Sci) with another friend from work and walked around admiring all the blossoms. 

And with that, a weekend I went into with with no plans at all, turned into a busy fun filled colourful weekend for the books blog!  And now I must sleep, as I’m hoping to run in the morning and start my week off on a high note! 

Truths

Helion x Lady of Autumn, who doesn’t have a name and I couldn’t remember what she looks like…

As for her personality in this, I think while at the autumn court she kind of retreated into herself. Once beron is dead, I expect she would return to her former personality though she’d have some demons. Basically, her personality here is how I imagine she was pre-beronthedickbag.

Let me know what you think.


The news of Eris overthrowing his father spread through the land like wildfire. It wasn’t long before the news reached Helion, whispered in his ear by a courtier. It took every ounce of his self-control to remain passive, to not react.

It didn’t last long.

Thunder cracked as he winnowed to the Autumn Court. The other High Lords were gathered, waiting to see who would become High Lord. When Helion glanced at the Night Court retinue, he couldn’t decide who was less happy to be there: Lucien or Morrigan. By some stroke of fate, Lucien turned to face him at that moment.

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anonymous asked:

Are IRL lgbtq+ groups accepting of aces? I want to join clubs and go to pride and talk to lgbtq+ people I meet but I've only ever had experience online and we all know how accepting those communities are. I'm afraid someone will say ace people aren't allowed/aren't real/etc and I won't know what to do.

Try it out, from people I´ve heard IRL LGBTQ+ people are warmer and more welcoming than online where people can hide behind anonymity. Be ready for questions tho and hey maybe you meet some other aces and aros!

If they should make them out as exclusionists they didn´t deserve you anyway. 

- Mod Paula

The Curious Case of Chekov’s Thomas Hamilton.

Thomas (2x03): The new world is a gift, Lieutenant. A sacred opportunity to right our wrongs and begin a new - and I do not want my family’s plot in it to be the reason for its fall.

…well, about that, Thomas…. I hate to say it….

Miranda (1x07): This path you’re on, it doesn’t lead where you think it does. If he were here, he’d agree with me!

The following is a stupidly, stupidly long prolonged ramble about the whos/whats/potential hows on the justification for a Thomas Hamilton return, one that originally came about after I started doing a series rewatch. There are lot of questions, and not a lot of answers, but I decided typing it out was probably better than zoning out in the vegetables section of the supermarket again, trying to puzzle out the great mystery of Chekov’s Thomas Hamilton… which embarrassingly did happen. Twice. Once whilst staring at pumpkins.

Wherefore art thou, Mr Hamilton?

The following relevant quote is something @flinthamilton cleverly picked up on some time ago, which has been my soothing madness mantra ever since -

Thomas (2x01): They say it started with a man named Henry Avery, who sailed into the port of Nassau, bribed the colonial Governor to look past his sins, and camped his crew upon the beach -  and thus began the pirate issue on New Providence Island. Where and when will it all end - I suppose that’s where you and I come into the story.

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The Moment of Caving In

Part 1 | Part 2

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Word Count: 3042

Summary: It’s the summer before you start college and the last thing you need is a romantic attachment to someone you’ll be leaving behind.

A/N: Not sure how I feel about the text screenshots… I might format it differently next time. Let me know if you think the screenshots break up the story too much or make it difficult to read. Enjoy ^^

Originally posted by mvssmedia

“I’m gonna need some more fries,” Taehyung mentions as he stands up from his seat next to you. “Anyone else want any?”

“Nah, I don’t know if I’ll even be able to finish mine.” You laugh, looking down at your huge pile of french fries and nearly empty container of McNuggets.

Namjoon and Hoseok decline as well, and Taehyung heads around the corner inside of the McDonald’s and back to the counter.

“So, Y/N.” Namjoon shoots you a look and you know exactly where the conversation is headed. The topic was bound to come up at some point.

“Yes?”

“How’s it feel to be single again?”

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