the theme song has been stuck in my head all day

february 2017 - dan and phil


first week (1-7): still up on the isle of man for phil’s birthweek! phil goes on a pleasant walk on the beach. accompaniment confirmed by dan howell (and martyn and cornelia). dan fell or something while trying to be an aesthetic hoe (a sprained wrist and knee? sorry my honeybee). dan posts another pic from iom and i don’t know why i’m crying in the club right now? (also he posted a flop of it on twitter…whatever). phil liveshow! (highlights: birthday present haul includes cool shoes from martyn, sock book, rewined candle, cool beetle jumper from parents, sushi gummies from dan (nostalgia from tatinof uk), firefly on blu-ray, terrarium, big lava lamp from dan, basically just spent a lot of time walking on the seaside and stuff for his bday celebrations, dan falling was hilarious and also genuinely concerning, “He’s a tall guy so it’s a long way to fall,” magic 8 ball predicted that a dog is on the horizon ???!!!!???!!!, if he does anything interesting he’ll do more day in the lifes??!!!!?!). another seaside walk picture plz stop. new gaming video: Dan vs. Phil: QUICK DRAW! phil gives us a relaxing video of the lava lamp dan gave him. nailbaiting occurred by phil. dan and nathan zed interacted and i ascended. phil takes pictures of dan a lot and dan likes posting them (aka dan lays on the floor trying to script). new danisnotonfire video: MY EVIL PIANO TEACHER (aka dan playing the piano thank god). phil still has jingle bells stuck in his head. dan liveshow! (highlights: sweaty and sensual dan ://, they help each other film because setting up tripods is for losers when you have your own person, they cried laughing filming the piano video, dan was excited about this sext marcus butler sent him from this video but then realized it was a joke, phil’s birthday week has extended until forever, dan dramatically fell and talked about it for five minutes, has hamilton tickets, he might rebrand to Dan Howell on youtube wow plz, he went to the dentist :/). 

second week (8-15): dan and phil hang out with zoe and meerkats as her wish for make a wish foundation! new gaming video: IS IT PAINFUL TO DIE?! - Dan and Phil play Google Feud #2. phil liveshow! (highlights: dan got phil a signed nude of david boreanaz, when they saw manchester by the sea a man tripped into dans popcorn oops, wow! there were three gas leaks in their house! it’s like the universe is trying to say something! *cough* move, if there are more gas leaks they will have to leave the house for three weeks and they would probs go on holiday…japan plz.., phil has pretty houseplants with pretty flowers, he bought a fluffy coat, loved the meerkats, petbaiting). cute australia pic (i wish i was that kanga). new phil icon which has effectively made me dead? (also accompanying pic) new gaming video: DIL GETS A FREEZE RAY. dan gets wet and sticky with phil in phils bedroom. new amazingphil video: Dan and Phil PASTEL EDITS IN REAL LIFE! (i dont know how to feel? i have been overwhelmed). also dan calls phil hubby but like not really but also really and… why. phil wishes us a happy valentines day with a sloth. dan liveshow! (highlights: i don’t really know dan destroyed gender roles and wore a grey wig and a flower crown and tried to scrape off his tattoos just watch the video plz). another australia selfie :( another belated birthday meal for phil but he ate moss that was attached to his drink (is he just gonna keep turning 30 forever jeez). 

third week (16-23): phil’s parents come to london to visit (no phil liveshow) but during their next liveshows they confirm they saw book of mormon again with the in-laws *cough* parents. new gaming video: IS THIS THE END? Dan and Phil play THE IMPOSSIBLE QUIZ! #6 (twas a good one). there are seagulls outside phil’s windows (side note: hector aka shitty watercolour made a painting of it and the livestream of it was good not that anyone cares). phil spent his weekend watching time lapses of cats when they are home alone. dan threw an entire salad out (aka his agenda to force phil to eat pizza and not get healthy even though phil has signed up for the gym and gone jogging i hate him). new gaming video: HORSE BOYFRIEND SIMULATOR?! - Dan and Phil play: My Horse Prince. phil is a bad lurker irl #confirmed as he tried to watch a couple argue but it didn’t work out that well. dan said chicken instead of ordering coffee at starbucks and now he can’t go to that one anymore. also on the same day someone spotted dan and phil out on a bus wow. dan and phil were watching a property show (moving? stay woke) and saw their merch. dan liveshow! (highlights: pastel beanie: on, curly hair: worn, dick: out, i am forcibly removed from the liveshow, he said chicken because of the cow and chicken theme song stuck in his head what a weirdo, he has a cheeky idea for a video thats important but not really and he doesnt know if hes ready :), he has realized he could murder someone because he just spaces out aka the salad event, they forgot to paint their nails and put in earrings for the pastel edits video wow thats great, asmr, he loves moonlight thank god, he and phil play sing star and are only good at toxic and muse, his reblogs on tumblr don’t mean anything, he had a very long shower). phil keeps buying weird things for their home. phil liveshow! (highlights: storm doris, had a haircut in his house again and it goes without saying dan got one too, liveshow haul, he froze younow is philphobic, seven exo planets and countless universes! phil is so smart, final fantasy is too long for dapg, excited for the oscars, and then that’s it because phil likes to keep his liveshows short). 

week four (24-28): oops i counted the days wrong this week is too short, dan is a sad pimp, new gaming video: BATTLE OF THE BALLS - Dan vs. Phil: Golf With Friends. phil had a cozy day and ate cookies. dan believes moonlight should win for best film as it is the most important (thenks dan howell for my life). phil tries to stay up for the oscars but fails and dan lets us all know. “at least i didn’t fuck up as hard as the 2017 oscars envelope guy”, new gaming video: DIL BURNS THE PANCAKES - Dan and Phil Play: Sims 4 #36, dan didn’t have a liveshow because younow was broken

a nice month. what in februation

I Appreciate You (Peter Parker) Part 2

Summary: Peter finally has the chance to say I love you.

Warnings: Slight swearing, very fluffy, very cute.

Word Count: 1442

Requested?: Yes 

         It’s been three weeks since you finally dropped the official I love you to Peter while you thought he was sleeping. It also has been three weeks where Peter has been driving himself crazy trying to figure out when and how to tell you that he is just as in love with you. Unbeknownst to you, he heard you open up to him and wants take the next step into your relationship.

        Since he dropped by for an impromptu sleepover, Peter has been extra attentive to you. The morning after he woke up extra early to grab you breakfast from your favorite diner, serving it with a side of morning kisses and cuddles. Luckily your parent(s) slipped out early for a work shift. Throughout the rest of the weekend Peter stuck by your side, slipping out for no more than three hours at a time to attend his Spider-Man duties. Even then your superhero seems reluctant to leave. Throughout the following weeks at school, whenever you are with Peter he always manages to find some way to keep touching you. Whether it be playing footsie during class, an arm around your shoulder during lunch, or even having his hand on the small of your back when you walk together. Peter Parker could not keep his webby hands to himself!

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Soft Derek, Warm Stiles, No One is a Little Ball of Fur

Hey guys! I was planning on posting this on my birthday (yesterday) but ran out of time to finish it. So here it is today! I really hope you guys like it. Please leave positive/constructive feedback. Happy birthday/Memorial Day to everyone! <3

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When Stiles got his job at Espress Hangar, the new space-themed café, the pack was immediately on board.

“Oh thank God!” Erica pulls him into a suffocating hug. “I had their Strawberry Starship drink the other day and I think I’m addicted, but they’re like five dollars a cup. Thanks, Stiles.”

“Um, what? Why are you thanking me?” Stiles asks warily.

Scott comes out from behind him with one of his tooth-rottingly sweet smiles and replies, “For all the free drinks you’ll give us,” like it’s obvious. Stiles frowns.

The thing is, it is kind of obvious. Stiles was planning on sneaking a few drinks for them here and there when they came to visit him. But now that they expect him to, he’s starting to reconsider.

“Guys, come on, this is Stiles’ job. You can’t take advantage of him like that,” interrupts Derek. Stiles grins at him and, you know what, maybe he will save a drink for him.

“But where’s the fun in that?” Jackson smirks.

If Stiles has any say in it, Jackson is going on the Do Not Serve list at the first opportunity.


After Stiles’ third morning rush that day, he can finally breathe during the lull that follows. He’s survived his first week at Espress Hangar, a feat much larger than he originally thought. Turns out waking up for work every morning at four o’clock is not as easy as staying up until four o’clock on Wikipedia.

Stiles is wiping down the counters and humming California Gurls to himself when the bell above the door chimes and Derek walks in. The next notes of the song get stuck in his throat and he freezes. Stiles shouldn’t be surprised, really. The rest of the pack have already been by to visit him, even Jackson. Of course, Scott was the only person Stiles ended up giving a free drink to, much to their disappointment.

Derek swaggers up to the counter Stiles is stationed behind, because that’s the only way Derek apparently knows how to walk. He’s wearing a maroon knitted sweater today that looks unfairly cozy. Stiles slaps his own hand down from reaching out and touching the fabric because that would be weird. Although slapping yourself might be weirder. Oh well.

“Hey,” says Derek wryly. A small smirk is tugging at his lips from witnessing Stiles’ hand malfunction. Stiles sighs at Derek’s voice. It’s soft and small, a low rumble of a voice Stiles has been hearing more and more when he talks with Derek.

“Hey,” Stiles says back, his own grin a little dopey. Yeah, Stiles has tried getting rid of his crush on Derek, multiple times, but after three years of cringing and stuttering, he’s come to terms that whatever he feels for Derek is here to stay.

Danny coughs behind Stiles and, oh yeah, he doesn’t work here alone. Oops. Derek ducks his head to hide his smile and Stiles feels a blush work its into his cheeks.

“What can we do for you today?” asks Danny. Stiles glares at him because that’s his job. Granted, he wasn’t doing it but…semantics.

Derek glances at Stiles again before murmuring, “Strawberry smoothie, please.”

“What?” Danny leans closer to Derek to hear him better but Stiles is already putting the order into his register.

“He said strawberry smoothie. You wanted that large, right big guy?” Derek nods minutely. “Did you want to add anything to that? Espresso shot? Any extra flavors? Bubbles? Fruit?”

Derek considers the list of syrup flavors on the board behind Stiles and Danny. Stiles takes the opportunity to take in his alpha. There are bruises under his eyes, but they seem lighter than the last time Stiles saw Derek. The last few weeks has had him more tired than usual. Though, Stiles supposes, having a coven of vampires trying to take over his territory probably isn’t the most relaxing environment.

“Um. Could I have bananas and lavender bubbles added to it?” At first he looks a bit sheepish when he asks, the tips of his ears turning slightly red. He quickly covers it up by sending a glare Stiles’ way, like he’s expecting to be laughed at. As much as Stiles loves to irritate Derek, it’s no fun if Derek can actually be hurt by it.

“Yeah buddy, of course.” Derek pays and Stiles gets started making the drink, glancing at Derek between each motion like he might disappear as soon as Stiles stops looking. 

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His favorite things are the summers, because that’s when you return from boarding school, and his life becomes a lot more bright and a lot less dull.

“friendship can be an excuse. a cover for when there’s something there you don’t want to admit or you’re too scared to explore.” - gossip girl

pairing: park jimin x reader 
words: 8,653
genre: skinny!love,  
warnings: mature themes, slight angst
before: alright, so please keep in mind that this is the first oneshot I have ever written, therefore please don’t be too harsh on me. I hope I get better in time. I received two Jimin requests and decided to combine them both into one. any who, I hope this is somewhat tolerable! I apologize in advance.

Jimin’s not sure when it began.

As he watches you dance with a very inebriated yet still somehow skillful Hoseok, who insists on being a little too touchy with you (at least in Jimin’s opinion) it’s all that seems to cross his mind.

That, and the thought of how badly he wants to remove Hoseok from the current situation and instead replace the older with himself.

You both are dancing to the slower version of one of your favorite songs, one that’s permanently etched in Jimin’s mind because of your refusal to listen to anything else but the damn song the entire summer break of last year.

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Satisfied: Laurens Version               By My Side

Because I wanted there to be a little of Lams in the musical, and I don’t have the amazing mind of LMM to compose a song for them, I took the liberty of reformatting Satisfied into John’s POV; it’s a good song for this sort of theme, so I thought why not? Also I sort of had the Mixtape version stuck in my head while writing this, except with Adam Lambert singing the vocals instead of Sia; and now I want to listen to that so badddd anyways enjoy!

Laurens: A toast to the bride

Company: To the bride, to the bride, to the bride

Laurens: To the groom

Company: To the groom, to the groom, to the groom

Laurens: From your best friend,

Company: John Laurens

Laurens: Who is always here for you

Company: Here for you…

Laurens: To your union…

Company: To the union, to the revolution!

Laurens: And the hope that you that you will vie…

Company: You will vie, you will vie

Laurens: To be always…

Company: Always…

Laurens: By each other’s side

Company: Rewind…
                Schuyler, Schuyler…
                And I’m drowning in your, drowning in those—

Laurens: I remember that day, I just might—

Company: Rewind!

Laurens: I remember that day, I just might—

Company: Rewind!

Laurens: I remember that day—
             I remember that—

piano transition

Laurens: I remember that day, I just can’t forget that day despite all tries
              I remember us soldier boys, baitin’ over at fate, livin’ off our highs
              I remember the late afternoon rays splayed over the New York skies
              But Alexander
              I’ll never forget how you
              Saw past my disguise…
              Boy, it left me paralyzed
              Whiplash quick wit lit
              Behind eager eyes
              Before I could quit, shit
              I had realized
              You were all that I’d
              Wanted by my side,
              No this can’t be right!

At Winter’s Ball

Hamilton: It strikes me; No woman’s been by your side all night.

Laurens: Alex, I don’t know what you mean, did you hit yourself?

Hamilton: Don’t kid me; there’re things you can’t deny…

Laurens: Ha! Ain’t that right?

Hamilton: Well; some things won’t satisfy

Laurens, flustered: I mean, it’s not like I don’t know this, but—

Hamilton, slurred: I’m Alex-and-can’t-get-enough!

Laurens deadpans: God, you’re really drunk.

Hamilton: Unimportant John, there’s so much that we haven’t done but, just you wait, just you wait!

Laurens: So, so, so—So this is what if feels like to fall hard
              Guard every card you got to risk’ em all in a shot, it’s
              A promise of progress while countin’ to ten, it’s
              Sam Adams with a gun and a pen—ya see it then?
              And our discussions lasted two, maybe three hours
              Nearly every word we said was true and impassioned
              It’s a rash move, with a bit of a groove,
              A little bit dense, a bit too good to be true,
              He’s a little intense, but that don’t mean he ain’t cute~
              I tried to be defensive, but how could I refute him?
              Pouting all offended like I just called him stupid—
              It’s pitiful, he’s drunk, yet I’m struck by Cupid

              Smooth as sin, don’t he know it?
              Shameless, and boy does he show it!
              I wanna take him far away from this bar,
              But my family, my rank, this war all make it
              And I know, it’s just
              And my head shouts it’s
              And I’m forced to address
              Three secrets that I never thought
               I could confess

Hamilton: Hey, John, where we going?

Laurens: To the dance floor, if you’ll humor me

Hamilton: Then by all means, Laurens, take the lead!

Number One

Laurens: I’m a guy in a world
              In which society’s set a role to serve
              As the first born son, it’s I the one
              Who must be fit to rise as one!
              So I’m the greatest, most obedient
              And goodness knows that I can’t be cast as a deviant
              So at best, we’re expedient
              Ha! But that don’t mean that I want this to end…

Hamilton: We should do something fun after this *suggestive wink *

Lauren’s:   And miss meeting the eldest Schuyler over there?

Hamilton: Wait, seriously? Where?!

Number Two

Laurens: He wants to hang with me
              Cuz I can have a good time
              No strings attached and I’d
              Have to be naive to brush that aside
              Maybe that is why
              I usher him to meet a Schuyler
              Now there’s a bride!
              Nice going there, Laurens
              He was right
              No one’ll ever be by your side

Laurens: You should go

Hamilton: Nonsense John, you’ll be dancing all alone—!

Laurens: Alex, we’re soldiers, I’ve done worse on my own—

Hamilton, laughing: Okay, okay, if you say so, but…*holds other’s hand tightly* we’ll just have this dance postponed

Number Three

Laurens: And I’d know Alex if I were deaf or blind
              You will never find
              Passion as persistent as his kind
              If I tell him that I love him
              He’d challenge logic with mind
              To be mine
              We’d pretend it’s fine but
              We would be lying

              But when I close my eyes at night
              There’s nowhere left to hide
              From all the things we could’ve done and overcome if I’d
              But longer tried
              At least he’s found himself a good wife
              At least she will be there all his life

piano transition

Laurens: To the bride!

Company: To the bride, to the bride, to the bride

Laurens: To the groom!

Company: To the groom, to the groom, to the groom

Laurens: From your best friend,

Company: John Laurens

Laurens: Who is always here for you…

Company: Here for you…

Laurens: To your union!

Company: To the union, to the revolution!

Laurens: And the hope that you that you will vie-!

Company: You will vie, you will vie

Laurens: To be always-!

Company: Always…

Laurens: By each other’s side

Company: Each other’s side, other’s side

Laurens: And I know…

Company : Each other’s side, other’s side

Laurens: He’ll be happy with his bride

Company : Each other’s side, other’s side

Laurens: And I know…

Company : Each other’s side, other’s si-i-ide…

Laurens: He will never be by my side
              No one’ll ever be by my side…


 Alright, alright…

anonymous asked:

Millie please make one of those amazing posts of yours for Howon too. I love it when non-Howon biased people praise him. Also he deserves all the love but there is still prejudice towards him (thankfully it's less now compared to few years back) So let's spread Holove 💜 - infnthoya

Of course I am more than happy to make a post about our wonderful HoyaYahoHoya! Especially for you @infnthoya !

You can see the previous posts (Sunggyu/Woohyun/Sungyeol) here!


Okay but before I say anything else, this performance he did on Hit The Stage with the amazing (queen) Choi Hyojin still reduces me to tears because it is PERFECTION and it really showcases the fact that Hoya can dance in a different style to his usual go-to hip hop moves!

The theme for that episode was This Love and although everyone’s performances were great, Hoya and Hyojin absolutely deserved their win because this was ART and totally projected all this raw emotion and I will never get over it. 

Hoya is INFINITE’s main dancer and it’s not hard to see why. Over the years it’s been amazing to see him improve and build on his skills and talents. He actually dropped out of high school to pursue dance, even though his family were against this decision. He did eventually get his high school diploma, but it took a while for his relationship with his family (and his father in particular) to be mended again. 

It’s great to see that nowadays, Hoya’s name is often mentioned when people talk about the greatest dancers in k-pop. He is more than deserving of it.


Although Hoya started out as one of INFINITE’s rapper line, he’s had vocal lines in songs for a looooong long time. However, not everyone noticed how much his voice had actually improved until INFINITE’s more recent albums. In 2015 Hoya opened up his own YouTube channel and surprised everyone by posting his first cover - Zion T’s Kiss Me. He followed this up weeks later with an English cover song, an acoustic arrangement of Ariana Grande’s Problem. Although he hasn’t been as active as we might like on the channel, it’s a goldmine that shows of how wonderfully soothing and great his voice is. My personal favourite so far is his cover of 이게아닌데 (This Ain’t It) by Taeyang. But for some nice visuals, check out my second fave (and another English cover), John Legend’s All Of Me. 

Then of course, there’s the fact that he got into the composing game just like fellow member Woohyun. The song One Day on INFINITE’s 2016 album INFINITE Only was co-written by Hoya and was performed on music shows during promotions for 태풍 (The Eye). He also wrote and composed his own track 아무렇지 않은 척 (Pretending It’s Okay), which he performed on 4Things Show. This song seriously gets stuck in my head all the time and I really wish he’d upload a full version on his channel or that it might feature on an INFINITE/INFINITE H album in the future. On top of all of this, Hoya has always been involved in writing his own raps ~~


One of the first things I watched that had an INFINITE member in it was Reply 1997. And in that (incredible) drama, Hoya played Kang Joonhee. And that character was an ANGEL. He played the role so well, so convincingly. I really connected with his character and Hoya was praised a lot for his role. This is my absolute favourite scene of all time. Excuse me while I go cry. 

Hoya has also starred in: Reply 1994 (cameo as Joonhee), My Lovely Girl (alongside member Myungsoo), Mask and as a lead role in the movie Hiya. Currently he is in both Strong Family and Radiant Office. Despite the fact that Lee Howon is an awkward baby, his acting skills are A+++++ so pleeeeeease check out everything he has starred in so far. 


I feel like I got way too emo in this post, but genuinely I love Lee Howon so much and wish he was my best friend tbh. Here are some more things I think everyone needs to know about him: 

  • His sexy, R-rated solo stages. Okay so… these speak for themselves
  • His weird jokes that only he finds funny. Honestly, prime DadJoke material. 
  • Hoya’s passionate hard work. Not only does he dance and dance and dance some more, even to the point of injury (that happened because he danced too hard on an existing weak ankle to ‘impress everyone in the audience’) and well into the night, he also worked hard to speak in Seoul dialect so he could be easily understood by fans. 
  • Overwhelming love and affection for his fans. Everyone always says Woohyun is the fan service king in INFINITE and while that may be true, Hoya is definitely fierce competition. Just look at how many V Live broadcasts the boy has done, his Instagram stories and frequent updates, and the song he covered as a dedication to Inspirit. 
  • His relationships with the other INFINITE members, whether it’s the gag-duo of Sunggyu + Hoya (HOBAK GOGYUMA), the affectionate Dongwoo + Hoya couple (INFINITE H), awkward bros Woohyun + Hoya, brother-like love Sungjong + Hoya…. he matches so well with every member in different ways. 
  • Those eyebrows, that jawline…. His visuals are no joke

And here concludes me pouring all my repressed Hoya feels into one long ass post. I really hope you all enjoy it and please love Lee Howon just a little bit more than you did before

[TRANS] haru*hana (vol. 44) - Star Gravure, B.A.P

Releasing their latest Japanese single including tracks released in the same month in Korea!

B.A.P have released their 8th Japanese single “HONEYMOON”! The tracks 
“HONEYMOON” and “ALL THE WAY UP” are also included in their newest Korean album “BLUE”, making this a same-month release. 

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The Mixed Tape

A Polyfarms Soulmate AU where songs sung by your soulmate get stuck in your head. 

Kinda for @charmerweek but also an 11k monstrosity so take of it what you will. 

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November 2013

*beep beep beep*

A hand slams down on the analogue alarm clock next to the full-sized bed. The hand retreats underneath the Shark’s comforter. The afternoon air is still and quiet. Something shifts around the bed, A tuft of black hair peeks out as a loud groan is admitted from somewhere within its covers. The hand slips out again, reaching for the iPhone resting on the nightstand. A bleary-eyed teen pokes his head out to check the time on the screen.

4:35 pm the phones reads.

“Shit,” the boy curses.

He jumps out of bed. He scrambles to slip on his ratty, black converse. Hastily, he snatches his keys and slings his backpack over his right shoulder. He rushes down the steps, ignoring his sister’s protests to slow down.

“I’m running late,” he shouts over his shoulder. He runs through the garage, picking up his skateboard. He’ll hardly have time for his pregame playlist. He sighs, fishing his earbuds from his backpack, selecting the proper list on his phone before opening the garage door.

“Close behind me!” Chris hollers at his sister. He presses play, slipping his phone in his back jeans pocket. With a foot on the board, he peddles a few steps—allowing the steep hills of San Francisco to carry him all the way to hockey practice. Fortunately, today was only a scrimmage.

“I hope they’re not busy night now,” he mumbles. Thinking of his soulmate—out there somewhere—as he hums along, “the faster we’re falling, we’re stopping and stalling…We’re running in circles again.”  

Meanwhile, approximately three hundred miles south, a girls’ volleyball team is in the midst of a warm up for a regional qualifying game. A tall brunette is in the middle of passing drills with her partner when a familiar song floats into her head.

“Change,” she shouts at the team manager, a petite blond girl in a faded polo and spandex.

“To what?” the manager shouts back.

“In Too Deep,” the girl shouts back.

The manager gives a thumbs up, switching the song quickly. It was commonly accepted on their team that soulmates could be distracting and it was easier to join along with them than it was to counteract their songs with other music.

“Just as things we’re looking up,” she shouts. “You said it wasn’t good enough.”

“But still we’re trying one more time,” her team chimes in, causing Caitlin to laugh.

Somewhere in Massachusetts, a prep school hockey team is in the middle of the third period of a regular season game. One of the defensemen hears a song crescendo in his mind. He chuckles to himself.

“You always know how to make a game more interesting,” Derek chirps his soulmate.

He rushes a winger as he sings, “maybe we’re just trying too hard. When really it’s closer than it is too far.”

In a small town in Maine, a high school senior is amidst a typical party. He tries to ignore the music in his mind. Forcing himself to enjoy the tedious conversation he’s having with someone’s cousin who’s visiting from out of town. Unfortunately, the song has gotten so loud he can hardly concentrate.

“Will you excuse me?” He says, not bothering to hear the answer as he pushes away from the girl. He bolts out of the basement, finding a quiet corner near the backyard door.

“You really suck sometimes,” Will announces to whoever figured out how to make their music so blaringly loud. He doesn’t have much option other than to join in, “cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep. Up above in my head, instead of going under.”

The song ends almost as quickly as it starts. There’s a few punk songs that come up, and some Kesha that happens at one point. Will has learned not to think too deeply about his soulmate’s music taste. He’s realized that it’s too dynamic and varying to give a real sense of who they are. He feels like he knows them, though. He’d love to know how they get so incredibly fucking loud at the weirdest times, but there’s not much he can do about that…yet. Yet, he keeps reminding himself. Soulmates meet each other eventually, his mom reminds him constantly.

Considering he’s grown up around the same small group of people, Will’s relived it’s not one of them. It means that he won’t be stuck here his entire life. He’s going places. He’s going to fall in love…someday.

The music stops after twenty minutes. There’s a comfortable silence in which the music of the party he’s at is quiet in comparison. It gives him time to decompress. Later, he’s sure he’ll here some Queen or Pat Benatar. He’s pretty sure his soulmate is an athlete, but the jury’s still out on that. It’s something they’ll bond over. He can feel it.

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Under pressure.

This is my entry for @mamaredd123 and @atc74‘s fabulous 300 challenge. My prompts were Pregnant, Overwhelmed and Under Pressure by Queen. The song has been used as a theme throughout but also some of the lyrics have been placed inside the fic and they are marked in bold. This is Un-beta’d so any and all mistakes are my own. Tags are below the cut. I am using the SPN Fanfic Pond tag list, if you have been tagged wrongly, please let me know and I will remove you asap

Summary: The reader is being held captive by demons when they begin to change their behaviour suddenly. Does the reader still believe she is going to be saved or will some new news push her over the edge?

Warnings: Kidnapping, Physically forced to drink water, fear, talk of previous torture, Major angst.

Word count: 1704.

Pairing: Dean X Reader.

You had been stuck in this warehouse for nearly 3 weeks now, the demons holding you had taken a break from torturing you, leaving you alone with no food or water for the last 2 days. They had captured you whilst you were on a hunt with the Winchesters and you hadn’t been able to escape, despite numerous attempts. At first they tortured you for information; about the Winchesters,about other hunters and about the bunker but you refused to crack. After awhile they stopped asking questions and started just hurting you for the fun of it, laughing as they watched the blood drip from your cuts before healing you just enough that you lived another day. You had been waiting to be rescued by Sam and Dean but your hope had been slipping away more and more each day. You couldn’t understand why they hadn’t come to save you, they must know that something is wrong, how could they not? Maybe they just didn’t want to try, maybe they were sick of you. You shook your head quickly, groaning as it made you vision swirl, you couldn’t allow yourself to think like that. You had to pull through this and the only way you can do that is through keeping yourself strong.

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You + Me = Better Math

Justin doesn’t think about it.

The problem of course, lies in the fact that Justin has always been extremely successful at the things he puts his mind to. And sure, that’s all well and good, until one day he, Holster and Lardo are decorating the tops of their caps in the Haus kitchen, and the next Justin’s got three new roommates in a too small apartment in Providence, with almost 200 miles separating himself from his best friend.

Justin is decidedly thinking about it.

My ‘Swawesome Santa is here!! 

For Lasenby_Heathcote.  A million thank you’s to @sleepy-skittles​ for beta-ing this for me in the middle of Law School exams (a goddess, seriously), and to @jayzimmboni​ for being a sounding board for me throughout this whole exchange!! Title from You Make Me Better by Fabolous, because you all know it is the official SMH D-Men Theme Song, lbr. 

  This is my first big-ish Holsom fic! I hope y’all like it!

Link to AO3!

Pairing: Ransom/Holster

Rating: Teen & Up

Words: 5,255

Tags:  Future Fic, Getting Together, Anxiety, Loneliness, Canon Typical Swearing, Cuddling, alcohol

Justin doesn’t think about it.

He keeps himself busy, throwing himself into being a good captain for the boys, immersing himself in his studies and planning more Haus Parties in a year than ever before. If he starts to think about it, he goes on the defense, pulling his notes back out or opening Instagram up on his phone and getting lost in the study aesthetics and kittens tags. Other people are obviously thinking about it; he can see it in the way Bitty pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and the nervous looks Dex and Nursey exchange as the season draws to a close. But then they make it into the playoffs, and everybody (including Justin) forgets about that thing looming in the middle of May.

They make it to the championships and they win this time, Bitty scoring the game winning goal with a beautiful slap shot. Justin has never felt pride and excitement and relief like this before, watching this team pile together on the ice, red and white confetti falling from the ceiling and clinging to the sweat and tears on their smiling faces. There’s strong arms lifting Justin in the air, and he knows who it is, knows there’s only one person that even has a chance of moving his feet from the ground . He grins and clings to Holster, forcibly not thinking about what comes next.

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The Ghost in Apartment 1403 pt8

Reader x Namjoon

Genre: Angst, supernatural, fluff, humor

Warnings: Mentions of death, dark themes, generally kind of sad at times. If you are concerned that it may be triggering for you, please feel free to message me about it and I can let you know in more detail exactly what happens <3

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, 2 , 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

CHAPTER WARNING: There is nothing happy in this part, no jokes. It ended up very glum, I’m sorry. If you’re at all concerned about it triggering you, please message me and we can talk about it, or I would be happy to give you a summary of what happens so future parts will make sense <3

It didn’t take long to find everything you needed, Namjoon knew his computer well, and it was all saved to the thumb drive within fifteen minutes. 

“Let’s get out of here.” You said, closing the laptop once more before looking over to where Namjoon was staring blankly at a poster on the wall. “Namjoon?” You prompted, making your way over to him. You recognized the poster, it was for a band that was huge at the moment–though you couldn’t quite remember the name. 

“I produced the album that put them on the charts.” He said, his voice detached. “Even wrote a few of the songs.”

“Impressive.” You said, unsure of why Namjoon sounded so sad about this fact. 

“I spent so much of my time making other peoples music.” Namjoon said, more to himself than to you. “Since my senior year of high school, I worked non stop. Spent all day studying and all night writing. And what do I have to show for it?” He let out a humorless laugh. “Not a single damn thing.” 

“I’m sure that’s not true.” You said gently. 

“I always thought there’d be more time. I could make my album later, spend time with my parents later. Be somebody, later.”

“You certainly made an impression on your friends. They loved you a lot.” That much was clear to you, and you hoped that Namjoon could see it too.

Namjoon shook his head, but didn’t say anything more. The two of you stood in silence for a moment, before there was a light knock on the door and Jungkook stuck his head inside. 

“Sorry, I just…” 

“It’s fine.” You gave him a smile, grateful that you were long finished with Namjoons laptop. If Jungkook had walked in as you were transferring files, you had no idea how you would explain it. “I was about to leave.” 

Jungkook nodded. “We–Me, Taehyung and Yoongi–were going to see Namjoon today. You know, tell him how life has been. Taehyung says he can hear us, I don’t know… But anyway, I wanted to know if you’d like to come along?” 

The offer was heartbreaking. You wished there was some way to tell Jungkook the truth, some way to explain to him who you really were and why you were there. But you couldn’t, you knew that. You also knew that if you went with them, even if Yoongi didn’t call the cops, you would be intruding on something that you had no business in. 

“Jungkook–that’s really sweet of you to offer, but I…” Namjoon looked close to tears, and then suddenly, he was gone. He disappeared through the wall, abandoning you with Jungkook. “I don’t think I can today.” You finished, trying not to look as startled as you felt. “I wish I could–really I do, but…”

“Don’t worry about it.” Jungkook gave you a quick smile. “I get it. There are days I can’t be there, either. Maybe another time.” 

“Definitely.” You agreed. Namjoon was such a pain in the butt, you had no idea how he had such kind, understanding friends. 

“I should get going, then.” Jungkook took a step towards the door. “But let me know if there’s anything else I can do.” 

“Thank you–Oh, and Jungkook?” He was halfway through the door when you called his name, raising an eyebrow in question. “Could you not mention my being here to Yoongi?” 

“Yeah. Absolutely. Is there a reason why?” You could see why Yoongi was so protective of Jungkook–he was sweet, trusting, and gullible. It was going to get him into trouble someday. 

“Yoongi and I have a… Complicated relationship, if you know what I mean?” You weren’t even sure what you meant, but you hoped Jungkook would jump to enough conclusions not to ask too many more questions. 

“Not really.” He shook his head. “But don’t worry. As far as Yoongi knows, you were never here.” He gave you one last innocent smile before he was gone, leaving you completely alone in Namjoons office. 

“You should have gone with them.” You said when you returned to your apartment. Namjoon was laying across the couch watching some sappy movie. You knew the movie wasn’t why his cheeks were damp, but you weren’t about to ask him if he’d been crying–he’d tell you if he wanted to talk about it. 

“Why? So I wouldn’t be here, bothering you?” Namjoon asked, his voice bitter. 

“Because they’re at your grave talking to thin air while you could actually be listening to them.” You huffed, sitting down where his feet hovered. He didn’t complain like he usually did, however, just moved them out of the way. 

“And what good would that do?” Namjoon asked. “I can’t even water a damn house plant, what good would it do them for me to be there?” 

You wanted to argue, but couldn’t think of anything to say. “You should get started on finishing your music.” You said, putting the USB drive with all his songs on the coffee table. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.” 

You left him sitting there, choosing to make dinner rather than sit with the moping ghost. There wasn’t anything more you could do for him for the time being, you knew that. All you could do was hope that releasing his music would let his soul rest.

“I want food.” Namjoon said from over your shoulder as you poured soup into a bowl. “I know I’m dead and all, but I think I must have died hungry and stayed that way.” 

Without saying anything, you got down another bowl out of the cabinet, filling it with soup as well. Then, you carried both bowls over to the table along with two spoons. 

Namjoon watched in silence, eventually seeming to figure out what you were doing. “Is that for me?” He asked, floating over to where you sat. 

“No, it’s for the other ghost in my apartment.” You said, taking a careful sip of the hot broth. “Sit. It’ll get cold.” 

“Thank you.” Namjoon said, so quietly it was almost inaudible as he sat across from you. 

“No problem.” You said, looking up from your food to give him a smile. But when you did so, he was much more faint than you had ever seen him. 

“I made a website.” Namjoon floated so he was directly in front of the TV, blocking your view. It had been a week since you stole Namjoons music files, and you were finally realizing that police weren’t going to come knocking on your door to arrest you. 

“Yippee.” You deadpanned. “Now move.” 

“I’m going to make a youtube channel too.” Namjoon continued. “And soundcloud. But first, I need a name.” 

“You have a name.” You blinked, picking up the remote and turning off the TV so you could hear Namjoon better. He was easier to see now, but his voice still wasn’t as loud as usual. Was it possible for ghosts to get sick?

“No, I need a stage name. I can’t publish something as me–I’m dead, remember?” 

“Didn’t you have some kind of stage name before?” You asked. “Or one you were going to use when you finished your album?” 

“Yeah, but it was my producing name, Runch Randa.” 

“Can’t use that…” You muttered. Too many people would could potentially recognize the name, it would look suspicious. 

“Right. So I was thinking, I rap, right?” 

“Okay.” You shrugged. You had yet to hear any of Namjoon finished music, he was keeping it a secret until it was done and published. 

“And I’m a ghost. So what if I called myself Rap Ghost.” 

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” You shook your head, unable to stop the laughter bubbling up. 

The next day, Namjoon informed you that his music was done, and he was ready to click upload. You could see the fear in his eyes, even though Namjoon was smiling. 

“Do you want me to do it?” You asked, sitting down next to him at the computer that evening. You noticed that the name Rap Monster was by the title of the song. It seemed like a very Namjoon name.

“Well, I can’t with you watching me anyway…” Namjoon shrugged, and you nodded. You moved the mouse, clicked the button, and waited.

Nothing happened. 

“I’m not gone.” Namjoon said flatly. 

“That was just Youtube.” You said, switching tabs. You felt a sudden rush of relief as you spoke, however. Namjoon wasn’t gone, and you were grateful for it. “Maybe soudcloud?” You uploaded the songs there, and once again, Namjoon stayed. He crossed his arms, frowning at the screen. 

“Maybe people have to hear it.” Namjoon said after a second. You left the room so he could share it to twitter, reply to people with links, tweet it to as many people as he could. 

But an hour later, he came floating through the wall to sit with you on your bed. 

“I’m still here.” He sighed. “So you’re going to be stuck with me for a while longer.” 

“We’ll figure something out.” You said at his sad expression. “You won’t be stuck here forever. I promise.”

“What if I like being stuck here?” He asked quietly. 

“Then you’re welcome to stay as long as you want.” You said, the words even surprising you a little as they left your mouth. But you found that you meant it, and the more you thought about it, the more you were sure you were going to miss Namjoon when he was gone. 

The views on Namjoons songs rose at an alarming speed, and you couldn’t believe how many comments they were getting. Though, you could understand why. The whole album (though you weren’t sure if it really was an album since you couldn’t buy it anywhere) was full of relatable songs about anything from heartbreak to equality issues to money problems. 

“Namjoon, these songs aren’t half bad.” You called into the other room, and Namjoon stuck his head through the door. 

“I know.” He said. “I wouldn’t have wanted to release them if they were crap.” 

But his cheeks turned a light pink, and once again, he became more translucent. You frowned. “Namjoon?” You asked slowly, closing your laptop. “Are you feeling alright?” 

Namjoon stepped further into the room, confusion on his face. “I’m feeling normal, I think.” He said with a shrug. “Why?” 

“You’re…” Your voice trailed off. “I can see through you.” 

“Yeah, I’m a ghost. Can’t you always see through me?” 

You shook your head. “No. Sometimes you’re as solid as if you were… Well, solid. But sometimes…” Even as you spoke, he faded in and out, sometimes hardly even an outline before coming back. “But maybe that’s a normal ghost thing.” 

“Are you worried?” Namjoon said teasingly, approaching the bed where you sat. 

“No.” You said quickly. 

“You are, aren’t you?” Namjoon smiled brilliantly, leaning down so he was eye level with you. “But you shouldn’t be. I’m dead, so it’s not like anything bad can happen to me.” 

“Oh, go away.” You waved your hand as though you were going to put it through his face and he stepped back quickly, but his smile didn’t budge. 

“You’re blushing.” 

“Am not.” You opened your laptop once more, trying your best to pretend you didn’t hear the laughter coming from the ghost standing in your bedroom. 

“I don’t understand it, how the hell could this happen?” Yoongi was on the edge of losing it, Namjoon could tell. He had decided to check in on the production team on a whim, and now he thought it might be because they were talking about him (Was that a thing? Could people summon him? He had no idea). 

“How should I know?” Jimin shook his head. “Are you sure it’s really his?” 

“Positive.” Yoongi drummed his fingers on the meeting room table. “Jungkook, you recognize Namjoons music too, don’t you?” 

Jungkook nodded wordlessly, staring at the wood of the table as though answers were written there. 

“So you’re telling me,” Jimin said. “That somehow, someone got their hands on Namjoons unfinished songs–ones that only the two of you and Taehyung knew he was even writing–finished them, and posted them online under a different name as their own.” 

“Yes.” Yoongi growled. “I can prove it, too. They’re all still on Namjoons laptop in his office.” 

“Yeah? And how did this person find his music, or even know to look for it? It had to have been posted somewhere.” 

“It wasn’t.” Jungkook said quietly, his eyes still wide. “He only ever saved it to his computer, and a backup he kept under his desk.” 

“If what you’re saying is true.” Jimin rubbed his eyes. “Then it had to be someone in this building–no one else has access to his computer, or office for that matter. And it’s only the two of you who knew he was working on an album, so…” Jimin looked between the two. 

“If you’re suggesting it was one of us, you can go to hell.” Yoongi said. 

“There isn’t anyone else it could be.” Jimin ran a hand through his hair.

“There is one person.” Jungkook said, looking like he might cry. “But she wouldn’t do that. She wouldn’t steal Namjoons music. Would she?” He looked up slowly, and Namjoon had no idea how he was going to fix this. 

A/N This was more angsty than normal, I feel like. I’m sorry. This is definitely one of the saddest/darkest things I’ve written, but believe it or not, I have a happy ending planned (I think it’s happy, anyway). There’s just a lot of angst before we get there. I’m going to keep dropping hints about it though, haha. Thank you for reading! And as always, let me know how you feel about it! I hope it didn’t make anyone too sad, and if it did, feel free to yell at me <3 <3 <3

The Meme and His Tutor

Part 27: The Day Awkward Questions Were Asked

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Dimple by BTS (Vocal Line sub-unit)

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Jungkook finally tells you what’s been bothering him and you both reveal more than you expected to.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count:  2959

Length: 27?

Originally posted by sotaehyung

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Bendy and the Ink Machine - Fan Songs Masterpost

I’ve been inspired to do this for a while by @the-crab-who-became-a-legend ‘s “Shiny” masterpost, but only am just now getting around to it because @swordpillow made some recent post about Bendy songs that reminded me ha ha *dies* Mostly I just want to keep track of all these fucking songs and I also want to share them with people because they are great??? Will also be rating them out of 10 and adding stupid commentary because why the fuck not idk i just wanna scream about music (most of these are gonna be 10/10 because i am a terrible critic)

Build Our Machine 

((10/10, catchy af. Can’t be a BatIM song compilation without this classic amirite)) 

Bonus: Impossible Remix, Caleb Hyles Cover, Build Our Dreams mashup, Music Box

Can’t Be Erased 


The Machine

((9/10 Kinda reminds me of Shinyzango’s 2D Bendy AU in the most depressing way possible ha ha *dies*))

Bonus: Mashup with Shade Me Pt.2

Can I Get An Amen 

((10/10 This one really catches the old-timey eerie feel and I just??? Love it??? So does my mother and she doesn’t even have a clue what it’s about lmfao))

Bonus: Female cover

Who’s Laughing Now?

((10/10 Not only is the animation fun to watch, but I love how Sammy’s just chillin’ mid-song about how demon worship is fine and not scary at all XD))

Bad Wolf


Bonus: Guitar version

Boris The Big Bad Wolf

((10/10 Unique in a way I can’t quite put into words, but either way, very very good!!!))

Boris’ Revenge

((9/10 A N G E R Y W O L F ))

Horror Show

((10/10 IT WAS STUCK IN MY HEAD ALL DAY (also catches old-timey cartoon feel very well)))

Cartoon Swing (The original video is unavailable at the moment for some reason so here you go)

((10/10 y’know what very many bendy songs get that classic old cartoon feel very well asdffgdhjk i am such a sucker for it))

Sammy Lawrence

((8/10 I am 100% down for getting straight-up murdered by Sammy Lawrence lmao))

The Devil’s Swing


Bonus: SFM Caleb Hyles Cover, Super Elon Remix, Acapella, Music Box 

Draw Me Closer

((9/10 Sammy Lawrence is one obseeeeessed motherfucker))

Dance Like The Devil

((10/10 Kinda feels like Bendy’s flirting here, perfect for all the fangirls out there lmao))

Sheep Sheep


Bonus: Female Cover, mashup with their Little Nightmares song, mashup with Dance Like The Devil

Shade Me

((9/10 Nothing really to say about this one, I just like it~))

Shade Me Pt.2 - The Old Song


Ink It Up

((9/10 Not my usual kinda music, but there’s just something strangely catchy about this one???))

Bend You Till You Break


The Dancing Demon

((8/10 Not as big a fan of the upbeat cheery tune in this one, but it’s still a good song!!!))

Bonus: Female Cover (The cute little animation in the beginning just makes it that much better hee hee)

Blood And Ink

((10/10 I have always loved Natewantstobattle so I wAS SO PSYCHED WHEN I SAW THIS IN MY FEED AND MMM BOY HE DID NOT DISAPPOINT))

Bendy and the Ink Machine Song

((9/10, same kinda deal as The Dancing Demon, but I like this one better lol. Feel like they could’ve come up with a better title, though))

Bonus: Super Elon SFM Remix

Enjoy Your Stay

((10/10 CATCHYYYY))

Ink Devil Anthem


Angel Of The Stage

((10/10, nice to hear something Alice-themed!))

Bonus: SquigglyDigg cover

Flowing Free (again, the original is unavailable rn, so meh, here ya go)


Recording Town

((8/10 i long to be as fucking cheery as this singer lmfao))

Brought To Life

((10/10 meets all my song aesthetics yup yup))

Our Dreams Come True

((10/10 help it’s making me sad somehow))

I Lied To You

((9/10 The singer’s voice is a little hard to hear, but otherwise, gOOD SHIT YUSSSS))

Set Me Free

((8/10 lol sammy you crazy old chap you ded as fuuuuck))

Even if you aren’t a BatIM fan I would still recommend these songs, because they are wonderful. My damn mother loves them and she doesn’t have a clue about the games. XD (I know there are probably some I’m missing, and that more will probably be made in the future, so I’ll do what I can to keep this updated!)

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Video Games ~ A Chanyeol One Shot

A Park Chanyeol one shot 

Requested by lalahiatus

Genre: Romance

Member: Park Chanyeol

Summary: (of this one shot) After a long and stressful day at work, you come home to your loving boyfriend, Chanyeol, who cheers you up with his talkative and goofy personality.

Stomping out of your boss’s office, you angrily make your way to the break area to get a cup of coffee, to try and calm yourself down. She suddenly dropped a huge burden on you, asking you - commanding you to work two more hours overtime to cover for one of your co-workers who had gone home sick a few hours ago. When you get to the break room, you see a sticky note stuck on the coffee machine.

Coffee machine doesn’t work!

Great. So now you had to do extra work for you and your sick co-worker, with the other problem of not having coffee. You didn’t even get to have your morning one, the line at Starbucks was too long and when you arrived this morning, there were way too many people crowded at this one, shitty, and now broken coffee maker. Pulling your hair into a tight ponytail, you walk to the vending machine to see that they had run out of your favorite beverage. Even better, your workplace wants you to work an extra two hours, and they want you to stay dehydrated until you get home. You were supposed to have a night in with Chanyeol, who had just so happened to have today off, unlike you. You usually got home before he did, him coming home just as you’re about to drift off to sleep. It was alright, you still had the weekends and you still saw each other in the morning while getting ready for work.

But today was not your day.

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anonymous asked:

Hehey! Can i request a scenario for ten nct? I was thinking about the reader (also an idol from sm) competes in hit the stage and ten is a part of her dance crew? And like they have their partnered dance moments and squeeeee HAHAHAHA fluff fluff and like when she got to the finals she performed a stage just with ten? Wow that was long lol, but thanks a lott!💕

Hit the stage

Ok, I wrote this while I was really tired and it did not turn out as good as I wanted it to so I’m sorry, hope you don’t suffer too much and here it is xD



Genre: fluff I guess, it’s all over the place

Word count: 1 537

Summary: Chen is playing matchmaker…..

Who was I going to ask for help? This week’s theme for Hit the stage was love and I had no idea who my crew was supposed to be this time because I wanted someone who can dance but I also need someone that I’m comfortable enough to do this with since this is not the regular kind of theme. We would have to be very close to each other during some parts of the dance and there will probably be a lot of touching. In order to do this successfully I will have to be comfortable. I was currently sitting in my dorm room, all the others were out doing schedules I was supposed to be a part of, however since SM wanted me to do good on Hit the stage they just want me to focus on that for the time being. All of a sudden I hear a knock on the door.

“It’s open!” I call out, being too lazy to move from the sofa. The door opened and someone kicked of their shoes and entered the dorm. I looked up and was greeted by my best friend Kim Jongdae also known as EXO’s Chen. He gave me his signature cheshire smile and sat down beside me.

“What’s up?” He asked and gave me his full attention. I shrugged.

“Nothing much, just trying to think of the best dancer that I can do this week’s performance with.”

“What’s the theme?”

“You know I’m not supposed to tell you.” He pouted at me, causing me to emit a laugh.

“You could do it with me, EXO’s dancing machine.” I laughed even more at him. That’s a big reason as to why he was my best friend, he always made me laugh and there was never a dull moment with him.

“In your dreams you dinosaur.” He playfully punched me in the arm for the nickname. What can I say, he kind of looks like a dinosaur, a very cute dinosaur. “No, but I don’t know who I’m supposed to ask, I don’t want to ask someone I’ve already danced with because I want to be the one with a variety of crews but I have to be comfortable with the person for this to be good.” He looked at me a, I could see the wheels turning in his brain and suddenly his eyes lit up as if he just had an idea.

“I know exactly who you should dance with.” I looked at him suspiciously, in these kind of situations it was hard trusting the troll that was my best friend.

“And who is that?” He just shook his head and stood up, pulling me up with him.

“I’m not telling you just yet.” Now it was my time to pout. “You get your cute little but to the practice room.” He patted my bum. “And I’ll bring him there, I don’t think he’s busy right now.” There wasn’t much to do other than trust him and leave for the practice room. There I sat down and started listening through some songs that could fit the kind of dance I wanted to do. Soon enough I heard voices approaching my position and shortly after, Jongdae opened the door followed by someone who had been on the show a year before me; Ten. my eyes widened, why did it have to be him, I told Jongdae that I wanted to be comfortable, not nervous. Ten smiled at me, making me die slightly on the inside.

“Y/N-ah. This is Ten but I’m sure you already knew that. As you know he has both the experience of the show and he can make anyone feel comfortable so you’re all set. I have already explained as much as I know for him so the rest is up to you. I’ll just leave and good luck.” Before he closed the door he shot me a wink and I glared at him, he’s playing matchmaker that little shit.

“So, what’s the week’s theme?” He asked and sat down beside me. I just looked at him with a shocked look.

“Wait, are you saying you’ll do this?” He nodded.

“Of course, It’ll be nice dancing on that stage once again, and I want a chance to win, also I’ve been wanting to dance with you for a while too.” Now I was stunned, he wanted to dance with me specifically? He just grinned at me, knowing what I sentence I was stuck on. “But I need to know what the theme is.” He brought me back to reality.

“Oh, uh it’s love. They’re reusing one of the more interesting themes from last season.” His cheeks were now slightly red, I don’t think he expected that. “Do you still want to do it?”

“Of course I do, we can do this, no problem.” I laughed at how fast he was talking and pulled him down on the floor again since he had stood up in all his haste.

“I have already looked through some songs that fit the concept I want to do.”

We spent the next 30 minutes deciding on the song and the hour after that brainstorming dance moves. The feel of the song is supposed to be cute because both me and Ten can relate to that feeling and it comes naturally to the both of us. We were doing some kind of high school romance so we gathered some other people that were supposed to act as our “friends” in the performance. Ten was supposed to be the guy doing all he possibly can to get the girl, me, but she is stubborn and persistent but in the end she will accept. It will be a kind of push and pull game.

So we started practicing, making up moves as we went and in the end it turned out to be really good. After hours of dancing we were both exhausted and more than ready for sleep. We gathered our stuff and left the room.

“That was awesome, I really look forward to tomorrow.” Ten couldn’t keep the smile from his face as he talked about our dancing. The practice today may have been a bit clumsy but we still haven’t got all the parts down correctly yet. We hugged as we were about to go our separate ways to our individual dorms. I was attacked by my teammates who were trying to get some information out of me but I remained quiet and said that they’d have to wait until the show aired. Then I went to bed.

During the week we practiced harder than ever. And once it was friday Ten and I decided to practice ourselves, without the rest of the crew, for our individual parts. During one of these parts Ten was supposed to grab me by the arm as I tried to walk away and drag me into him, resulting in me wrapping one of my legs around his hips. Every time we did this my heart started racing, every time we were close enough that I could feel his breath on my face, and every time I had to calm myself down when we pulled apart and continued the dance. Another part included him carrying me around the stage, I knew there was going to be touching but this is making me feel things. I think I’m falling for him and that’s not good. Being idols complicates a lot of things, including dating. So I ignored those feelings and tried staying platonic towards him.

“You want to take a break?” Ten asked as the clock ticked closer to seven PM. I nodded and grabbed my water.bottle. “Let’s go buy some coffee or something, we’ll need to be awake if we’re going to continue.” And with that the both of us went outside in the coldness, that also helped waking us up. We were soon back, me both of us with a latte each.

“You really didn’t have to pay for me, honestly.” I said as I drank my coffee.

“Of course, what kind of guy would I be if I didn’t.” I laughed at him. “And also, I count this as a date so.” he looked at me as he drank his coffee and wiggled his eyebrows a bit. I just shook my head at him, knowing better than to contradict him. After the coffee break we practiced until one in the morning.

The next day was the day of the show and Ten and I were unfortunate to go first. We were standing backstage as the hosts talked away with the judges and the contestants.I looked at Ten, all cute in his makeup and outfit. We looked at each other as they introduced our performance and the video of our practices appeared on the big screen. Ten looked at me.

“You know, I heard somewhere that a good luck kiss actually works.” I looked at him with a shocked expression and before I knew it he cupped my face and gave me a long kiss on the lips. When he pulled away he looked at me and smiled. “Let’s do this.”

Let me just say that we won.


I decided to update my masterlist, but since I made the post two years ago, the format didn’t cooperate with editing and I had to make a new post. All stories and series and AUs should be in alphabetical order, the pairings are not. Hope it’s all of them!

I’ve counted about 165 stories written where’s my medal .

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I See Your Dads and Raise You Mine: The Dad Stories to Rule All Dad Stories
  • He hoards waffles. Like, his freezer is just filled with boxes and boxes of waffles. That’s it. That’s all there is in his freezer. He pretty much clears out all the frozen waffles in a store when he goes shopping. He tells my sister and I that he’s preparing for the Waffle-Pocalypse.
  • A few years ago we were having dinner, and the whole time he was insisting that he was a ninja. We all just laughed along with it but denied that it was true. Later, I’m cleaning up from dinner with my sister, and he disappears. This is oddly a regular occurrence for him despite his size. I finished cleaning up from dinner and I’m walking by the basement stairs, and all of a sudden someone dressed in black and yelling in Japanese jumps out at me. It was my dad. Dressed as a ninja.
  • He somehow speaks fluent German. He’s never taken German. His family speaks French and he took three years of it but he hardly knows a single word.
  • He’s obsessed with broccoli. He started singing about it while we were cooking and had my sister and I both join in. Then before we ate, he had us say a broccoli prayer. I led the prayer.
  • He’s the straightest straight man to ever straight unless your name is Benedict Cumberbatch, Tom Hiddleston, or Jared Padalecki. Steve Rogers is also an exception to this.
  • He once tried grounding me for not drawing Benedict Cumberbatch. I refused to be grounded for such a thing so then he tried bribing me with ice cream.
  • When he’s on the phone with my sister all he wants to talk about is Matt Murdock.
  • When I told him I was bi, he just nodded his head and proceeded to ask me if I thought Scarlett Johansson was hot.
  • Had an imaginary friend named Johannsen. But he now denies he ever had an imaginary friend. When we ask him about him he just says, “Who?”
  • He took me to a doctor’s appointment because there was something wrong with my nose, saw there was an automatic door, and when it opened he spread his arms and yelled, “I am Magneto!” He accidentally hit me in the nose with the dramatic arm flair.
  • Began practicing Tai Chi in the pool and when I asked him what he was doing he told me he was a waterbender and then splashed me in the face.
  • Goes in ‘exit’ doors and out ‘enter’ doors.
  • Sounds like Batman when his voice is hoarse.
  • Gave me an empty cereal box on my birthday and insisted that I keep it with me all day. I did.
  • Can do spot-on impressions of Palpatine from Star Wars and Gingy from Shrek.
  • Showed me an essay that he wrote in which he was a potato. There was also another essay that he wrote as a bar of soap. (The bar of soap died).
  • Started writing a dystopian-humor book in which the characters are broccoli (and cannibalistic).
  • There’s an incident I like to call the Benedict Cumberbatch Hangover. One day he spent all afternoon and evening watching everything with Benedict Cumberbatch in it. He was still at it when I went to bed. He came downstairs the next day at around noon clutching his laptop and looking like he’d been drinking all night, mumbling “need more Benedict Cumberbatch” over and over again.
  • Fashion is very important to him in online gaming. He’ll often call my sister and I over for help with picking clothes for his characters. He’ll spend hours on making sure they have the perfect outfits.
  • My dad vacuumed my sister. He was vacuuming the apartment, saw her on the couch, and then started vacuuming her leg.
  • He cries while watching movies. He watched Braveheart for the millionth time and when my sister checked on him ten minutes after the movie ended he was still crying.
  • He named our 70-inch flat screen TV Zûl and had us all bow to it when we first “met” it. He also bowed.
  • “You’re the bad guy. I know it. You just shaved your little bald-ass head.” - commentary on Zaheer while watching The Legend of Korra.
  • He calls people motherless goats as an insult.
  • An exclamation of his is “Jesus Christopher Columbus!”
  • “It’s great. Instead of playing on the computer, you can just go outside in the woods and shoot your friends.” - explaining airsoft to his mom.
  • My dad calls me strange things such as Pumpkin Patch and Brown Cow.
  • He insists that my sister is now a were-husky since she was bitten by a Siberian Husky.
  • “Get a job, cat! You party all night, then you freaking throw up! Do something with your life!” - talking to my cat Loki after he ran around the house all night, threw up, and then continued to run around before passing out.
  • We were coming home from seeing a movie and we were at a red light on a bridge with a waterfall. He rolled down the window, stuck his head out, and then screamed: “Hi, Mr. Waterfall!”
  • He gives my sister and I fake boyfriends and often asks us how the relationship is going. Then when I came out as bi he started giving me fake girlfriends as well.
  • He calls my cat Loki “Mr. Floppers.”
  • One time I went in his desk to look for something and all I found was cookies.
  • He has a locked box filled with rubber bands.
  • Calls himself the “Supreme Being.”
  • He blames everything on sharks. He drops a fork on the floor? “Those damn sharks.” The dishwasher is broken? “The sharks did it.” He felt justified when Mary was killed in an aquarium in season 4 of Sherlock because they showed a shark: “I knew the sharks did it.”
  • I was at physical therapy with him one time. The physical therapist asked him how the ice was and he just responded with: “It’s cold.”
  • He made up a character for himself called Dr. Cornelius because one time he got something in the mail that had his name as Cornelius instead of Neal. Dr. Cornelius has a German accent and is an “ear doctor.” One time my dad called and left a message as Dr. Cornelius. Still one of the funniest things I’ve ever heard.
  • He often makes jokes about his own name. He was told to kneel in physical therapy one time and he just said: “I am.” Then, while watching The Avengers, he got all exasperated during the Germany scene when Loki yells for everyone to kneel and just shouted: “I’m right here! Stop yelling!”
  • One time just left a note saying that “Broccoli was here.”
  • He wants to be Jackie Chan when he grows up.
  • He tried giving my sister and I theme songs that he would start playing whenever we walked into a room.
  • He and my sister broke the ceiling together.
  • He’ll hand my sister and I pieces of trash as “gifts” without saying a word.
  • One New Year’s he ate an entire bag of licorice (after eating a large bowl of frozen yogurt) while watching Kung Fu Panda and crying because it was so beautiful. Then he pretended to do Kung Fu while the credits were rolling.
  • Used me as a towel even though there was a towel right next to him.
  • He dropped an ice cube down the back of my shirt and then ran away.
  • He and my sister chased each other around the house with spray bottles. (He started it). They got soaked and so did the floor.
  • He insisted upon being a princess while playing a board game and was excited that his character had a unicorn.
  • Everything is a movie reference.
  • He once asked my sister to write a Supernatural fanfiction.
  • He came up with a character who is a stable boy at an inn (he has an accent too) and he pretends to be him sometimes. His character has a crush on a girl in the village, but he’s too shy to talk to her, and he doesn’t have enough money to provide her with a proper home. One time he told my sister (as the character) that he’d taken to eating dirt out by the roadside of the inn because he couldn’t afford bread. According to him, it’s rich in minerals. Rainwater is good too.
  • I went to ask him a question once and he ended up turning on his lamp and shining it on himself, and then started acting like he was being interrogated.
  • He’s had holy water thrown on him.
  • He likes to put boxes on his head.
  • He occasionally tries to talk to my sister about women because he forgets she’s straight.
  • One time I came downstairs and found him and my sister in the dining room with the lights dimmed and a candle lit, holding hands and speaking in gibberish. His explanation was that she needed to find inner peace.
  • He likes to pretend he’s Darth Vader.
  • He treats grocery shopping like it’s a secret mission.
  • The payment for overdue books at his personal library is hugs.
  • His version of a bedtime story is telling my sister and I about Loki running around the Asgardian palace completely naked. (His clothes were eaten by a giant version of our cat Alley who is called the Witty Witten in the story). He occasionally gets requests from our friends to tell a Witty Witten story.
  • I was passing him in the hallway and he gave me a version of the One Ring without any explanation and just said: “Keep it secret. Keep it safe.”
  • He added his name to a bunch of the school clubs in his high school yearbook during senior year even though he wasn’t in any of them, so every once in a while he’ll claim to have been on the basketball team and in the jazz band. He even showed up for the club pictures.
  • My sister was at his apartment and she had to go to the bathroom so he made her write out a hall pass that he signed.
  • He decided it was a good idea to play a fantasy RPG while high on pain medication, and he ended up using all his character’s supplies to make hundreds of meatballs. He was shrieking while doing it.
  • While sitting at the dinner table and playing a card game he walked by and dumped a bottle of ice water down the back of my sister’s shirt.
  • He’s convinced his sister is a hyena.
  • My dad’s response to the suggestion to go to bed is, “Yeah, probably,” and then he doesn’t.
  • He celebrates his “birth week” instead of just his birthday.
  • Once he wanted pasta so badly he cooked up enough to last a whole week.
  • While peeling potatoes with my sister he claimed he could predict the future and then proceeded to tell her she was going to marry a potato.
  • I asked for an apple and he grudgingly gave me one while saying he didn’t support cannibalism.
  • He randomly yells out words in French like “fish” and “chicken”, going as far as to mix the two words and yell “poulet-poisson!
  • He told me he could do a magic trick and then put a nickel in my ear.
  • Sometimes while sitting in the movie theater waiting for the movie to start he’ll poke me and tell me to “pass it down”.
  • While checking my sister in for an appointment he started sparring with her, but instantly stopped and pretended to act all normal whenever the receptionist looked up.
  • Whenever the trunk of his car is full he claims we can’t use it because that’s where the bodies are.
  • For dessert he just eats chocolate chips out of an ice cream bowl. He doesn’t even use a spoon.
  • He throws his clean socks on my sister and pretends they’re filthy.
  • Claims my sister is also a Frost Giant, and when she was complaining about shoveling a lot of snow he said, “Don’t even start. You can probably swim in this shit.”
  • Says he has Tony Stark on speed dial and that they’re besties.
  • Whenever he wants my sister to bake something he’ll just leave out a box of baking mix on the counter or have a recipe book open to what he wants and he just waits until she notices.
  • Claims that the moon is evil because it’s made out of cheese and he’s lactose intolerant.
  • His mortal enemies are peas.
  • My sister caught him outside on the deck howling at the moon one time.
  • Bought a walking stick that looks like Gandalf’s staff just so he can be “cool”.
  • Once took my sister and I upstairs to show us a surprise. It was nunchucks that he had hidden under the bed. He has nunchucks.
  • Owns a bunch of wooden poles and won’t explain why.
  • At breakfast my sister complained that her ear was itchy so he left and came back with a screwdriver.
  • Had to drive my sister to morning gym one time and he saw McDonald’s on the way there and started screaming because it was “too early in the morning for anything to be that bright”.
  • Wants to be a vampire but hates blood.
  • He sometimes lounges around in a red cloak.
  • He’ll pretend to be James Bond and have a conversation with himself (usually while leaving a room).
  • He keeps a jar of dirt under his bed.
  • He tried putting candy wrappers in my sister’s hair.
  • Keeps a velvet-lined pouch of dice in his desk for “special occasions”.
  • Bought my sister and I Game of Thrones shirts to ensure that we’d watch the show.
  • Always puts two pickle slices in every bowl of salad he eats.
  • Is sad that he never got his Hogwarts letter, and says that they must have mixed up his age and thought that he was older than 11.
  • Occasionally checks the back of his closet to see if it leads to Narnia.
  • He was outside and decided it would be fun to ding-dong-ditch his own house.
  • Recently prank called his mother.
  • After bingeing Trollhunters with my sister he told her to “stay crispy”.
  • Kept my sister up in the middle of the night because all he wanted to do was talk to her about Lucifer from Supernatural.
  • Laughs every time he sees a gnome.
  • Once wanted to audition for American Idol dressed as a banana.
  • He gave my sister a pan lid and had her hold it like a shield. He then proclaimed that she was Kitchen America; like Captain America, but instead of saving the world she saves him by baking his favorite foods.
Say You’ll Want Me Pt. 9

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8

This is the final chapter before the epilogue. I’m hoping to have that posted later today. It’s almost over :( I got so attached to this series. If you haven’t seen it yet, part 8 went up a few days ago so go read that if you haven’t already. Thanks again to everyone that has read this and continues to read it. I can’t tell you how much your comments have meant to me. They are what kept me going even when I didn’t think I could finish. @daintymissdevitt you were such a huge part of this story and I can’t thank you enough <3


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