things i took on my camera phone

cannedtalent  asked:

Ok idk how decent a prompt this'll be or what even counts as a decent prompt, feel free to ignore me... but.. something that has Kent and NHL!Bitty in it (maybe Jack too IDK)??? idk?? they'd conceivably all be at the All Star Game at the same time (idk how the divisions work out there but shit that would mean Kent and Bitty on the same team???)

Reynolds is going over the Falconers new marketing proposal for the second time when Jack’s phone starts buzzing in his pocket. He ignores it, but it starts up again right after.

“Excuse me for just a moment,” he slips out of the meeting room into an empty office to see it’s a facetime call from Bitty. He answers to find it’s not his husband, but a grinning Kent Parson.

“Zimms! Hey, guess who made the All-Star team?”

“Lord, give me back my phone.”

Kent looks over his shoulder. “Shush, Tiny Boat, I’m your captain now.” He looks back to Jack. “I’ll give you a hint, his team lost last night, and you’re fucking him.”

“Parson!” 

“Or he’s fucking you. Equality or whatever.”

“Okay, yeah, I get it. It’s Bittle.” Jack sighs, before realizing what Kent had even said. “Wait. Bittle’s playing in the All-Star game? With you?”

“Yeah, and against you, Iceman. But you do realize you’ll lose with the fastest guys in the league playing on my squad. It’s going to be a fantastic year! So, it’s party time!”

“Congratulations, Bits!” Jack says loudly so Bitty will hear it. “Hey. Tell him ‘I love you’.”

“Aw,” Kent grins, “hey Bittle, Jack says he loves me.” 

The roar of laughter behind Kent gives Jack the feeling that Eric probably made some kind of rude gesture. Rightly so. A thought strikes him and Jack checks his watch.

“It’s only two in Seattle, you’re can’t party at lunch on a Tuesday.”

Kent’s jovial expression sobers. “Excuse you,” he tilts down his camera to reveal a bemused Bitty, Jeff, three men Jack doesn’t recognize offhand, and a lunch spread Jack is immediately wildly jealous of. “I’d say this is a party. Kudos to your Ride-or-Die B for hunting down a Michelin star reservation on like zero notice. Check out the charcuterie platter, it’s a thing of beauty.”

“I come here after every second home-loss. You just followed me here.” Eric protests from out of frame. “Jack, he took my phone.”

Kent turns away from the camera with a snappy nod. “And who ate the last piece of Sopressata? That’s right. You eat my wild boar, I make an awkward phone call to my ex on your phone. He’s snippy. Swoops, give him more wine.”

Bitty curses at Kent in response.

“Jack, I love him. We’re going to run away together.”

“You fucking wish, Parson.”

“I’m going to hang up now,” Jack announces over the brewing argument. “I have a meeting to get back to. Tell Bittle I’ll call him when I’m done.”

Jack ends the call and stares at the blank phone screen for a moment, listening to the dull murmurs of the meeting next door. He grips his phone tight and clenches his teeth together to hold back an excited cheer.

Bitty’s first All-Star game. Their first All-Star game.

2017 KTMF with NCT 127; a summary
  • as usual, the boys looked so handsome rocking those cool outfits
  • the stage was on fire and everyone really enjoyed it (even nonfans think their songs are lit)
  • a fan was able to take a selfie with taeyong ; ;
  • oh and this same fan also took a selfie with JAEHYUN
  • you thought im done? no. THIS FAN TOOK A SELFIE WITH YUTA TOO im crying goals af
  • Taeil took a fan’s phone and took a selfie with Doyoung
  • Yuta did the same why are yall so lucky?? im tearing up
  • Donghyuck looked so good with his melanin poppin HE.IS.GLOWING
  • a fan had a sign with doyoung’s meme face 
  • VROOM VROOM LIGHTSTICK
  • Taeyong looking straight into a fan’s camera, resulting to a breathtaking photo
  • the boys’ english ment ; ;
  • “Hi my name is TY”
  • johnny honestly looked so good in blue 
  • and johnny also took a selfie with a fan’s phone LUCKYYYY
  • ok wtf so the phone taeil and johnny took is from the same fan
  • Taeyong took the fan’s spongebob toy
  • FANS CHANTING WINWIN’S NAME
  • “JAEHYUNN HYUNGGGG”
  • Taeyong interacting with fans 
  • taeil stans are wildin ahem
  • fans with Haechan’s sign i love them so much
  • fans are so shook about mark bc just slayed his parts like yasss

MANY THINGS HAPPENED AND THIS IS WHY WE NEED AN NCT TOUR

mysme-trashcan  asked:

Ooo oo!!! How about MC who is secretly afraid of heights and RFA+V+Saeran+ Vanderwood ( if you're okay doing him uwu )takes them up somewhere high! Also keep up the good work! ❤️

RFA (V+Saeran) with MC who’s afraid of Heights

Note: Thank you so much~ I do hope you enjoy!!  I do write for him, but I just couldn’t think of a scenario - but if I do I’ll definitely add Vandy

This took forever, I apologize, and I also am sorry if this didn’t properly portray the fear of heights, since I don’t have it myself haha.


YOOSUNG

✰ - If there was something Yoosung loved, for as long as he could remember, it was the Ferris Wheel. Growing up, he’d gone with his Mom, Rika, and most recently he’d only gone by himself. So, of course, he’d take his girlfriend there with him. 

✰ - “It’s so beautiful to get to the top~ You can see everything, MC! We can hold hands, and kiss at the top… If you want..” He talks so enthusiastically about it, you feel delighted, but silently hope it’s smaller, or the line is too long for you to get a spot.

✰ - As he’s animatedly pulling you through the brightly lit area, your heart drops at the sight of the large ride, a not too long line leading up to it. As you look at how bright he is, you didn’t want to ruin this for him.

✰ - “See, MC! The line isn’t long at all.. And, it’s at a good price.” You somewhat force a smile, staring at your feet, tightly intertwining your fingers with his own. Nervousness coursed through your veins.

✰ - “Are either one of you pregnant? If not, it’s  ₩5,000 per car.” Somehow you pick out the creaking of the cart as it comes to a stop, but are brought back to your boyfriend as he sticks his hands in his pockets, before giving the man a small smile.

✰ - “Oh! Look at me, I left my wallet at home.” Yoosung kisses your forehead, the light from the ride reflecting in his deep purple orbs. “I guess we won’t be able to ride. Sorry for the trouble!” 

✰ - Without another word, the two of you get out of line, watching as Yoosung look towards the food stalls. “We should get some cotton candy - or we could play one of the bottle toss games.”

✰ - “I thought you didn’t have your wallet?” It’d be completely fine if he didn’t have it, you were overjoyed you didn’t have to deal with the stress of the Ferris Wheel.

✰ - “I’ve got it, no worries.” Yoosung has the most cheerful expression in the world as he pulls you towards the ring toss booth, before trying to get a stuffed puppy for you.

✰ - “I love you.” 

✰ - The Ferris Wheel isn’t mentioned again after that.


ZEN

✰ - After some deliberation with himself, he decided to take you to his secret place. Complete with a large picnic, and a romantic motorcycle ride - this boy has everything planned out.

✰ - You were elated that he was taking you to this secret place, especially since you’ve only been dating for about two months.

✰ - Riding on the motorcycle with everything whirring past you was thrilling, especially as Zen told you a couple stories about his hardcore biker days.

✰ - Because of the speed of the bike, and not wanting to feel nauseous from blurring past the scenery, you closed your eyes, wrapping your arms tightly around Zen. Therefore, boosting his ego 200%

✰ - “Alright, babe, here’s the place.. Isn’t it beautiful?” You opened your eyes, taking in the scene. A beautiful hilltop. With the city visible down below.

✰ - When you had closed your eyes once more, an iron grip around Zen, he laughed awkwardly as you wouldn’t let go or allow him to get off the motorcycle.

✰ - “Is everything alright?” He twisted a bit to see you, your eyes closed tightly, and the way you hugged him tightly, much tighter than a normal hug. “Babe, are you nauseous from the ride?”

✰ - Of course he cared about you, why wouldn’t he? It wasn’t like he knew you were frightened by heights, or that you knew where the secret place was.

✰ - “I’m somewhat.. scared.. of heights..” You murmured into his back, before he slowly removed your hands from his waist, stepping off the cycle before helping you off briefly. 

✰ - “I’d never let you fall.” Zen wrapped his arms around you, his chin resting on top of your head, his arms protectively around you. “I’m glad you can tell me if you’re scared, babe.”

✰ - Kissing you gently on the lips, he gave a soft smile. “But, this’ll be the last time you need to. I’ll know next time.” You smiled, feeling safer wrapped in his arms, the secure feeling of his embrace. 


JAEHEE

✰ - The idea of a road trip was always so exciting, and it surprised you that Jaehee would even agree to it - considering how spontaneous everything had to be. 

✰ - There were stops at various lil cafés of different cultures, stops at parks, everything. On the way back, she’d spotted a good place for photos in front of a large river, a beautiful bridge. You were happy to hold the camera for her and take photos. 

✰ - Being in the photos was another story. As another passerby tourist offered to take one of you two together, you had wanted to decline, but Jaehee was eager to get a photo with her girlfriend.

✰ - So, you hesitantly leaned against the rail, wrapping an arm around Jaehee and giving a small closed-mouth smile while she held up a peace sign. Things would’ve been much better if the tourist knew how to use a camera phone.

✰ - “Sorry, dears, I don’t want my finger in the photo - oops just took a self photo!” Your eyes drifted to the running water below, and you hadn’t realized your arm wrapped around her had begun to tremble.

✰ - “MC? You’re shaking!” Jaehee is in full help-mode, no longer interested in a photo, but how you are. “Did you bring your jacket? Are you coming down with something, or…?”

✰ - “We’re so close to the edge.” You mutter, the tourist giving the cell back to Jaehee in a somewhat apologetic manner. “I’m sorry, I don’t..” She shakes her head, a pleasant smile.

✰ - Showing you her cellphone, she moves the image of her by herself to the trashcan, and before you could utter any words of protest, she wraps her petite hand around your own.

✰ - “I don’t want to remember something that upset you, MC. This is a two-way relationship, and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

✰ - Upon arriving back at the cafe, she asks a customer to get a photo of the two of you in front of the store, this time a wide-mouthed grin on the both of your faces. 

✰ - The two of you agree it’s much better this way. 


JUMIN

✰ -  You had told Jumin you loved his rose garden after he took you on a date through it, the male even picking one for you, and in the process of doing so he’d cut his finger on a thorn. 

✰ - When he invited you to see the other plants, as well as couple sips of champagne, you’d expected there to be another garden. You also expected the elevator to go down instead of up. 

✰ - “It’s a rooftop garden..” You murmured, taking note of how the lush plants decorated the roof, your eyes glancing towards the table where a bottle of strawberry champagne was sat perfectly in a bucket of ice. 

✰ - The patio table sat near the edge of the barred rooftop, making you feel nervous at the idea of getting so close. Focusing on the different varieties of plants, you inhaled the scent of the Jasmines - somewhat hopeful that he’d forget about the sparkling alcohol.

✰ - “They’re lovely, aren’t they? I’ll pour us each a glass in the meantime.” Jumin smiles softly before walking towards the small table for two, you glancing past at the various tall buildings surrounding. 

✰ - Feeling a bit dizzy from this, you sat on the ground of the roof, staring at the healthy flowers and their various colors. You heard the cork popping, causing you to stand up shakily, edging towards the chair, sitting down while Jumin poured the drink into each glass.

✰ - “Are you enjoying the garden..? You seem unsettled.” Jumin’s voice is laced with concern as he takes a sip of the drink, and you shrug halfheartedly before picking up your own glass. 

✰ - As your eyes drift to the edge, the glass slips from your grasp, the glass shattering against the ground. Jumin looks surprised as you hastily stand up, rushing towards the elevator. 

✰ - “I’m not okay with heights.” You admit anxiously pressing the down button on the elevator, Jumin kissing your head, his grey orbs understanding. You apologize for the glass, but he shakes it off.

✰ - “You’re wellbeing is much more important than a material item as a glass. I apologize for putting you in this situation.” Jumin doesn’t question anything else, just holding you as the elevator goes down to a more suitable height.

✰ - The next day, you notice a potted Jasmine in the kitchen, reminding you of the rooftop. It makes you smile. Even if he couldn’t take you to the rooftop garden, he brought it to you. 


707

✰ -  Seven went through odd phases that weren’t easily explained, such as a one day fascination with cherry Ph.D Pepper before reverting back to the original, his obsession with late night online shopping, and let’s not forget his cars. 

✰ - But, suddenly stuff like hang gliding, skydiving and bungee jumping had caught his interest. Normally you’d shake your head, amused, but you couldn’t laugh at this. The idea of him -or yourself- participating in those activities made your stomach lurch.

✰ - “MC~ My lady 606~” It was the first time he’d brought it up, and he seemed extremely eager to know your opinion. “Have you ever thought of going skydiving? It’d be so cool if we could do it, and land in our own backyard!”

✰ - So you nodded, hoping this phase wouldn’t last long enough for him to actually go through with it.

✰ - It wasn’t hard to tell he liked it, the many monitors contained similar videos of skydiving, Seven writing down things while he did so. After about a week of this extreme interest, he’d locked himself in his room.

✰ - “Saeyoung?” You questioned through the door, hearing the sounds of a fan blowing and a powered drill. “Saeyoung?” You knocked on the door, the drill stopping as well as the fan.

✰ - “MC! You’re just in time.” He’s smiling with both hands behind his back, and it’s contagious. There’s a glimmer of sweat on his forehead, his jacket tossed aside and just wearing the black tank top. “We’re going to go skydiving!”

✰ - No longer is the smile contagious. In fact, you frown, before Seven holds out two devices from behind his back that look like high-tec goggles. 

✰ - “Put it on~” He’s helping you get them on, and you’re confused, until they’re adjusted on you properly. Through the lens all you see is the sky around you, and you’re amazed.

✰ - “See? It’s so much more convenient this way. We never have to leave the house to enjoy a luxury like this!” His voice rings in your ears, and you feel his hand hold your own.

✰ - “Thanks.” 

✰ - “Anything for my girlfriend! Now let’s see if it actually looks like we’re landing in the backyard.” Seven’s smile is once again contagious, and before you can ask why or how he knew, the male speaks up. 

✰ - “I’m happy to do this for you. There’s no danger here, and you’re smiling. If I’d actually taken you skydiving, I wouldn’t see your beautiful expression.”


V [He got the eye surgery!!]

✰ - The two of you were currently in America, residing in New York City so that V could get some images of the lit up city, and basic scenes of the ‘Big Apple.’

✰ - Of course, you all got tons of photos of the Statue of Liberty, the New York Harbor, Manhattan, the beautiful night lights - all from the comfort of the bustling city streets.

✰ - “MC, I’m going to get some better shots of the skyline tonight.. From a brief helicopter tour around the city, and was wondering if you’d be alright to join me?” 

✰ - It was a simple helicopter ride, and if you didn’t look down, it’d be okay, right? It’d be safe, hell, V wasn’t the kind of guy to go with something unreliable or cheap.  

✰ - You joined him, a silent mantra of ‘don’t look down’ along with ‘it’s safe’ so much that you felt as though the words were embedded in your brain. As you entered the vehicle, the headphones on your ears, your view at your feet.

✰ - When V had grabbed your hand to get you to look at the sights, you froze, seeing how far you really were. Lady Liberty’s head was in view, making you more aware of the high altitude you were at.

✰ - “It’s so bright, you can hardly tell that it’s nighttime.. MC?” He paused, letting his camera hang around his neck once more as he saw your pale face and dilated pupils. “Are you okay?”

✰ - Admitting to him that you were scared of the height, he pulled you to his chest, your vision now in his shoulder. The pilot began to warn him that you should be in your respective seats, but he shook his head, telling the male that you wanted to be back on the ground as soon as possible.

✰ - V didn’t let you go for a minute til the helicopter was back on the pad, kissing your forehead, apologizing. 

✰ - “You didn’t know that I’m afraid of heights, it’s not your fault - I just hope that you got good photos.”

✰ - Of course he had gotten a couple good shots. There was one, with your silhouette in front of all the lights. It was beautiful in it’s own respective way.

✰ - Even in the midst of a terrible situation, he always could cheer you up!

✰ - “Although, I think we should both stay on the ground and get some photos from where we’re both most comfortable.” 

✰ - He smiled as he stared through the camera lens, “You’re comfortable because we’re not up high. I’m comfortable because you’re by my side.”


SAERAN

✰ - Upon moving back in with his brother, he made it a habit to look at the sky, and not stay in the underground bunker very often. He’d grown accustomed to laying on the roof to stare at the stars, or blue sky.

✰ - So, when you saw him laying on the roof, asleep, it wasn’t too surprising. The sun was out, slowly going down and turning the hue of the sky a deep orange. “Saeran.. Wake up!”

✰ - Seeing as he didn’t stir in the slightest, you yelled a bit louder, but didn’t catch his attention at all. Biting your lip, you turned to see the sun going down by the second, staring up at him once more.

✰ - “Saeran!” Shouting a third and final time, your throat hurting from the sudden amount of yelling you’d begun to do. Furrowing your brows, you took note of the height of the roof. Not too high. 

✰ - And you’d be fine, if you just woke up Saeran, and the two of you could quickly get back down on normal ground and go inside. Taking a couple steps back, you jumped to bring yourself up, gripping the roof with your palm. 

✰ - Your grip loosened and you glanced at the ground, shutting your eyes and whimpering before you let go - only to be caught by a strong grip, easily helping you onto the roof.

✰ - “What the hell were you thinking? You didn’t need to come get me down, let alone it making you do something that’s dangerous and clearly you felt uncomfortable with!” The male had you facing away from the edge, getting a better view of the sky.

✰ - “I’m sorry, I didn’t expect it to be this high..” You trailed off as he sat next to you, leaning over to rest his head in your lap, the two of you watching the colors of the sky change.

✰ - “You could’ve gotten hurt, MC, and I know you don’t like heights, so I would’ve caused you pain and discomfort.” He muttered, his voice softening at your apologetic one.

✰ - “Next time, to get me down,  just.. throw a rock or something.”

✰ - Whenever you came over, he never seemed to be on the roof, his feet planted on the ground waiting for you. When questioned, he had no response, only his gaze shifting between you and the sky.

✰ - You knew he only wanted the best for you.

He said I didn't have the right to refuse him

I was a sophomore in high school when this boy moved from D.R. and was enrolled in my class. He was a real sweetie, barely spoke English but I spoke Spanish so we started to kind of be friends. We hung out a few times when he told me he had fallen in love with me over facebook. I told him that his gesture was sweet but I wasn’t interested in him. That’s when he became very agressive and nasty. He told me that I was his woman and I didn’t have the right to refuse him. Me, being the smart ass I am, told him that if he had a problem with me not wanting to be with him then we can just not be friends anymore. He blew up my phone constantly for two hours after I told him off. I ignored him knowing that I had to see him in class the next day. Right when I was about to walk into the class we shared, I was pulled by my backpack and shoved into the lockers. He had me pinned and was threatening me  that if he couldn’t have me then nobody could. I pushed him and he grabbed my wrists. Thank god another student saw and pulled him off of me. The principal got involved and called both our parents. His mother gave me a deathstare the entire time asking me why I was leading on her son. However, my mother was not to be messed with. My mother then grilled her telling her she needs to show her son how to respect women and that we would be pressing charges. I showed my principal the messages he sent me and then they took his phone and saw the same things. He was arrested for assault after the cameras showed him pushing me and touching me.

Our fourth prompt is about “Intentional Camera Movement” and runs in conjunction with this months @abstract-challenge

The prompt runs from Monday, September 11th to Sunday, September 24th, 2017 (the first two weeks of the abstract challenge)

This is my take(s) on it.

What is intentional camera movement? 

To put it simply, it is a way of blurring subjects on purpose.

Why would you want to do such a thing? Well the results can be intriguing and quite beautiful.

I tried moving the camera in pretty much every imaginable direction, finally settling on moving it horizontally to get the kind of effect I had hoped for.

What I did is set my camera’s aperture to a high f number, in this case f22. That makes my camera adjust to a slower shutter speed enabling a longer exposure, thus capturing the movements I make. Conversely you can simply adjust the shutter speed to suit your needs.

As always apps are available to allow you to control your shutter speed on your smartphone giving you the ability to do this. For point and shoots, try the firework setting if available.

You can, while someone else drives, accomplish the same feat. Of course, the moving vehicle is intentional, but no need to stop there. Why not move the camera around as you go down the road? Move it in circles or side to side or however you want.

I decided to try and see if I could get that blur with my smartphone the other night. I didn’t use an app, but instead moved my phone as fast as I could without losing hold of it. It took a bit of practice, but it worked to get results I was happy with. I de-clarified it to add a bit more to the blur effect.

The key to any type of challenge is one thing: have fun and be creative!

As always this is how I accomplished the challenege/prompt. Do what works best for you!

If you wish to participate simply share your photo on your own blog and tag it #photoprompt within the first five tags. Your first entry will be reblogged to @pws-popup, and a selection of those will be selected for feature, with comment on @photosworthseeing.

Don’t forget this is part of the current abstract challenge so be sure to tag it “#abstract challenge” in addition to #photoprompt and tag @amymontico and @stephiramona so they can find your photos!

Happy picturing!

-Matt

“Some moments are for Instagram, some are just for the moments itself. We’re encouraged to document everything important that happens to us. Birthdays, proposals, baby’s first this or that, crazy nights out when everyone’s outfit is on point. It’s cool, we all do it. What gets tricky is when something great happens and you didn’t capture it, then you feel this sense of loss. That sense of loss and anxiety that you didn’t get to your phone fast enough then completely overtakes the magic of the moment that just took place. So lately, I’ve learned to really live my life, and not worry so much about documenting every split second of it. The most magical, exquisite, spontaneous things happen when there is no time to grab your phone. The best moments of my life have been too fragile, too fleeting, too magical to even try to document them with a camera. And I wish you a lifetime of moments too beautiful to capture on film.”

dani-fae-deactivated20170704  asked:

Peter Parker request with: "You need to stop doing that." "What?" "Saying things that make me wanna kiss you."

I didn’t have too much to go from but I decided to write a little drabble with this idea!

Originally posted by septodragon

You sighed heavily as you stared at Peter’s face on your screen. You’d only been dating for a few months, but you couldn’t get over how adorable he was when he wasn’t even trying.

“What’s wrong, babe,” Peter raised his brows at the sudden noise that broke him from his studies.

He looked up from the homework splayed out on the desk in front of him, his brows reaching for his hairline as you stretched out on your bed. You were sure that in a cartoon world, you’d have hearts pulsing out of your eyes at this point.

“Nothing, you’re so cute when you’re focused,” you giggled as a toothy smile spread across his face.

“Oh am I?” he asked with a tilt of his head, “well you’re the cutest distraction I’ve ever had.”

“I don’t doubt that,” you shrugged nonchalantly. “Honestly though, you get this cute little wrinkle between your eyebrows and your jaw clenches when you’re trying to figure something out. Meanwhile, I’m just over wondering how I managed to score earth’s most adorable human as my boyfriend.”

“You need to stop doing that,” Peter warned, his pen and papers long forgotten as he beamed at you.

“What?” You smiled into the camera on your phone as your head sank into the plush pillows on your bed.

“Saying things that make me wanna kiss you,” Peter answered, resting his chin on his arms as he got lost in the image on his screen. It was no secret that he was completely smitten, he took every opportunity that came his way to tell you just how much he liked you and it never failed to make you fall deeper into the rabbit hole of love.

“Oh shut up, “ you laughed, covering your face from Peter’s probing stare, “you can’t kiss me from there anyway.”

“Say the word and I’m at your window,” Peter picked up his head, looking like he was about to shoot from his seat any second.

“Peter,” you peeked through your fingers as his name fell from your lips, “I want you at my window.” you answered, unable to fight against your self-control.

“Give me five minutes,” Peter called through the phone, already throwing on a hoodie, “and you better open the window this time.”

Oh, He's Cute (Evan Hansen x Female!Reader)

A/N: hey y'all this is my very first Dear Evan Hansen fanfic so that means this is gonna be extremely out of character so please forgive me!!! Also I wrote this in like two hours so it’s gonna suck srryyy

Warnings: female!reader, fluffy, extremely ooc, swearing, mentions of death, no proof reading aaannnd i think that’s it!!

Summary: you and Evan take pictures of each other thinking neither of you will notice but uh-oh! y'all notice!!

••••

Swamped. You were completely swamped. The first week of school had just ended and you were practically drowning in assignments from each class. As every student says at the beginning of the year, you promised to study, not procrastinate, and participate in all the school activities.

And here you were, sitting in a booth at a local coffee shop with all your textbooks sprawled across the table. Eyes blankly stared at the textbooks, fingers softly tapped the table, ears intently listening to the soft jazz music coming from the speakers. Thirty minutes into the study session and you were more focused on anything that wasn’t your textbooks; It was hopeless.

Convincing yourself that you deserved a “day off” after a long week of school, you whipped out your phone and mindlessly scrolled through all your social media accounts.

A soft jingle came from the door, alerting that a new customer walked in. You instinctively whipped your head to see a boy with a striped blue shirt and khaki pants make his way to the booth horizontally across from you. He placed his backpack on the side and took out the few textbooks he had. While he was doing this you were able to see his face. Oh, he was cute. Really cute. You soon found yourself making eye contact with the boy.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck,’ You thought to yourself, turning back to your phone and quickly you sent a message to your close friend Alana.

Y/N: cute boy @ coffee shop….. i wanna die

Alana👯: Who is he? Do I know him? What celebrity does he look like? Describe him!

Alana👯: Actually, just send a picture. That’s so much easier.

Y/N: what?! NO!!! remember that one time at old navy when i saw that employee that looked like orlando bloom??? and he totally caught me taking a picture of him???? and i died because i was so embarrassed??? im not doing that again!!!

Alana👯: Then I’ll just go over there and introduce you and myself.

Oh, no. She wasn’t bluffing. You know Alana wouldn’t hesitate to come here right now and introduce herself. Nervously biting your lip, you had a full discussion with yourself if you should take the picture or not.

Y/N: …..

Y/N: nvm ill send the pic rn

Alana👯: Excellent!

You hesitated before clicking on the camera app, getting ready to quickly snap the picture.

••••

The first thing Evan noticed when he walked into the coffee shop was the girl at the booth who was hunched over her phone. He had never seen her before and it made him uncomfortable to know that this single person could disrupt the routine he was used to.

Evan always felt that everyone stared at him so it was no surprise that he thought he could feel her gaze on him.

The anxious boy, set the back pack aside and took out his books. He swiftly looked up to find the girl blankly staring at him with doe-like eyes. Oh, she was cute. Really cute.

Evan felt his cheeks heat up and he quickly opened his book to hide his face. Finding it hard to concentrate, he took out his phone and texted his ‘Family Friend’.

Evan: ohmygoshtheresareallycutegirlhereandwemadeeyecontactandwhatdoido

Jared🤓: who is she? she hot? give her my number

Evan: no I don’t know her… but oh my gosh she’s beautiful

Evan: and i am not going to give her your number

Jared🤓: pics or it didn’t happen

Evan: what! i can’t just do that!! that’s really creepy!!!

Evan: oh mY GODSHESAWMELOOKATHER

Jared🤓: pics. or. it. didn’t. happen.

Evan: okay fine!

Evan tried to control his heartbeat as he found himself opening the camera app on his phone. ‘Okay, you can do this. Just take the picture and go,’ He closed his eyes and took deep breaths.

He pointed the camera at you and let out a short gasp when he saw you point the camera at him. Evan didn’t bother with taking the picture, he hurriedly began packing his things and made his made out.

••••

'Okay, fuck it! Let’s do it!’ You encouraged yourself, even though you were absolutely terrified.

Without looking at the screen, you quickly pointed the camera towards him. Deeming it was time to snap the picture, you looked at the screen and your face instantly grew red. He was looking right at the camera and pointing his phone at you!

You didn’t even bother to think twice before taking all the books on your table and making your way out. 'He thinks I’m a creep. He’s gonna tell everybody what happened. He thinks I’m a stalker. He’s gONNA GO TO THE POLICE AND TELL THEM IM SOME PREDATOR. HE’S GONNA-’ Before your brain could self destruct, you collided into someone, knocking one of the books out your hands.

Too embarrassed to even look up, you quickly bent down to reach it. It seemed the other person decided to pick it up to and the both of you bumped heads. It was him. Holy shit.

“Oh my gosh,” A shaky response escaped from you as you grabbed the book and you both stood up, “I’m so sorry I didn’t see where I was going and-”

“N-No it’s totally my fault.” The boy did everything in his power to not look at you. But that didn’t stop you from noticing the heavy blush that adorned his cheeks.

“Listen, I’m really sorry,” You tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “A-about what I did.”

The boy fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, laughing nervously, “What are you talking about? I don’t know what you’re talking about? Why would I know what you’re talking about? Um, I’m sorry-”

“Don’t pretend like you didn’t see me take a picture of you. I just wanna explain that I saw you walk in andIthoughtyouwerecute and I wanted to show you to my friend and she told me take a picture but I didn’t even wanna do that because that is so weird and ohmygosh I’m rambling and basically I just don’t want you to think I’m some stalker.” Did you just tell him he was cute? Oh god how embarrassing! Should you just drop dead now? Or run away?

If possible, the boy’s cheeks became even redder as he smiled slightly, “You think I’m cute? Oh my god. I think you’re cute. Wait- I didn’t- I shouldn’t have- Why would I- My friend…wanted me to take a picture of you too.”

A nervous giggle escaped your lips, “Uh, I’m Y/N.”

The boy finally looked up to meet your eyes, “Evan.”

“Evan,” You nodded and smiled. A cute name to match a cute boy.

A buzz came from your phone alerting you that Alana sent another text.

Alana👯: So? Where’s the picture?

Alana👯: You didn’t die of embarrassment did you?

“Evan? Is it okay if we take a picture? So my friend stops bugging me?” You asked, hoping he would be fine with that.

“No- I mean yes- I mean it’s completely fine.”

You chuckled taking out your phone and flipped the camera to “selfie mode”. The two of you came closer together; Evan gave the camera a shy smile while you opted for a toothy smile. The both of you looked at the picture and Evan couldn’t help but feel giddy at how you two looked like a couple. Content with the picture you sent it to Alana.

“Is it, uh, is it okay if you can send me that picture? To send to my friend?” Evan softly asked, “I mean! You don’t have to if you don’t want to!”

“Okay, yeah, I’ll send it to you!” You smiled widely, as you handed him your phone.

Once he was done inputting his number, you sent the picture and when he received it he couldn’t help but smile, “Thank you, Y/N.”

“You’re welcome! Well, I… should really get going. I’ll see you around, Evan.” You waved at him as you began to get into your car.

“Yeah, uh, definitely! Goodbye, Y/N.” Evan waved before heading back inside the shop.

Before you had driven off, you checked your phone one last time.

Alana👯: Oh. My. God.

《Up close to Johnny Suh》

So recently NCT 127 attended KCON in NEW YORK. NCT 127 performed many songs and also did a little fan engagement (you’re all are so very lucky!). 

Johnny, Jaehyun, and Doyoung MCed for a small part of the show and here is one of my fellow Johnny stan’s story of his experience up close to Johnny Suh.

Joe: “GURL JOHNNY WAS RIGHT NEXT TO ME IN THE AUDIENCE 😭😭😭” 

Me: *losing my mind* “IT’S DESTINY!!! LMAO did he SMELL NICE?” 

Joe: “YES!!!! Lol he had nice cologne on!!!!The vid I took is on my snap story in parts!!!” 

Me: *still screaming* “how did it smell was it like??? Fruity?? Like a hard smell?? Like i’m being weird let me shut up lol” 

Joe: “A girl behind me asked me to take a pic for her. I felt compelled for him to look at the camera but was so scared to call him lol. I gave a quick little tap on his elbow and he looked down and smiled (while bopping to knock knock) at the camera. My stupid ass took a pic instead of a video, it would’ve been a precious moment to capture. The pic was trash she asked me to take another one later lol. I also took my own vid, would’ve been nice for him to look at me again but I wasn’t going to tap him a second time. I just sat there being awkward after my phone died!!” 

 “Oh and idk what the cologne was lol. It was like……pretty??? If I had to give a word lol.”

Credits to @joextonyxfam-13 for sharing with us that Johnny, indeed, does smell pretty~ 


Bless you Joe for sharing your story! 😭 Honestly it’s the cutest thing, I hope you meet Johnny again, and this time get it on camera! Atleast a few people got it on video from different angles though (We’re still looking for the angle with the smile though so please share it with him if you find it!)

anonymous asked:

Don't remember from what interview but Taylor once said May you have moments to beautiful to capture on film something like that I don't think it's right but along that line. Can somebody find it?

Some moments are for Instagram, some are just for the moment itself. We’re encouraged to document everything important that happens to us. Birthdays, proposals, baby’s first this or that, crazy nights out when everyone’s outfit is on point. It’s cool, we all do it. What gets tricky is when something great happens and you didn’t capture it, then you feel this sense of loss. That sense of loss and anxiety that you didn’t get to your phone fast enough then completely overtakes the magic of the moment that just took place. So lately, I’ve learned to really live my life, and not worry so much about documenting every split second of it. The most magical, exquisite, spontaneous things happen when there is no time to grab your phone. The best moments of my life have been too fragile, too fleeting, too magical to even try to document them with a camera. And I wish you a lifetime of moments too beautiful to capture on film. - Taylor, Glamour UK

jikookieparfait  asked:

Jikook hc for the song "Party Monster" by The Weeknd. Jimin is a notorious virgin party monster; One morning after a party, he wakes up with a boy(Kookie) he doesn't even know his name. Happy ending please! ♡ Thanks

+ Jimin loves how the burn of alcohol feels as it slides down his throat.

+ Jimin giggles as his head buzzes as the loud music bumps in his body.

+ This is the 20th party he went to this month. But how could he Not? It’s summer vacation and the pain from last semester made him want to be messed up.

+ “Body shots!?” Jimin calls out in his drunken state and can hear the cheers all around him. Jimin lays on the table as Taehyung pours vodka in his mouth while strangers place shot glasses on his body.

+ “Bruh you’re FUCKED up!” Taehyung laughs and that is all Jimin remembers.

+ Jimin doesn’t remember dancing drunk on anyone who would let him, he doesn’t remember making out with that one girl Namjoon had his eyes on for a while, he doesn’t remember puking off the balcony before going back for more drinks, he Espiecally doesn’t remember hanging on a mysterious man who ask to take him home.

+ Jimin groans against the sun as his head hurts while body achs. Jimin shifts away from the sun as he shoves his face into the pillow. Jimin groans again as he grips his head from a killer hangover.

+ “stop moving around.” Jimin takes a few moments before he sits up from shock. He does not know whose voice that is!!!

+ “fuck!” Jimin hisses as his body protested his sudden movement. Jimin peeks over to the half asleep male beside him rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

+ Jimin trys to remember anything! Why he is here? Why he feels funny? How this handsome stranger is!? Where is he!?

+ Jimin looks around the room he doesn’t recognize and sees his cloths scatter along with other cloths. Jimin gasps as he looks down at his naked torso and spots some scratch marks against his stomach. Jimin pales.

+ D-Did they…..????

+ “You’re not going to throw up are you?” Jimin whips his head to the confuse male who seems hung over. Jimin opens his mouth then closes it before opening it again.

+ “You raped me!” “What!?” “YOU RAPED ME! I’M A VIRGIN NO WAY I WOULD- YOU TOOK ME FROM MY FUTURE PARTNER! I WAS SAVING MYSELF YOU RAPIST!” “I DIDN’T RAPE YOU!”

+ After a minute of arguing the mystery male pulls out his phone that’s 15%. He pulls out videos of Jimin.

+ Jimin pales as he sees himself kissing the camera and batting his eyes while saying some scandalous things like “I wanna suck your cock baby” and “I want you to scratch me up while I fuck you.”

+ Jimin is red from embarrassment and the mystery male stares at him while rubbing his neck.

+ “You told me you were a virgin… So I told you to top. Even then… you were good.” He says and Jimin glares at him before sighing. “Uh… I’m Jungkook. I kinda forgot your name..”

+ Jimin doesn’t leave his name but does move to gather up his cloths and calls Taehyung to come pick him up. Jungkook doesn’t try to stop him but falls back asleep while Jimin is on the verge of tears.

+ Taehyung and Jimin dont go out to party for 2 weeks while Jimin sulks.

+ “You still are a anal virgin.” “Shut up Tae!”

+ Jimin sighs as he stares at the hicky on his thigh that’s now disappearing. Jimin can’t stop thinking about Jungkook and how Jimin can’t even remember doing it with him.

+ Jimin and Taehyung go to another party and hours into it Jimin spots Jungkook flirting with a dude who is blushing. Jimin scowls.

+ Jimin downs a drink before stomping over and grabs Jungkook’s arm. Jungkook jumps in surprise but let’s Jimin drag him away.

+ “you… dare take my virginity then flirt!” Jimin slurs and Jungkook frowns. Jimin pokes Jungkook’s chest. “You… I dont remember it! So I demand a do over!”

+ Jungkook blinks before chuckling.

+ “ok, but how about we get dinner first?”

+ Jungkook takes Jimin to a pizza place so Jimin sobers up. Jimin is thankful Jungkook was trying to make sure it was what Jimin really wanted.

+ That night Jimin lost his virginity all over again and Jungkook made sure that it was a good time.

+ Jimin wakes up feeling sore but happy. Jungkook limp as he made breakfast but that’s the least he could do since Jimin was bedridden

You Deserve Me

Pairing: Andy Dwyer x Reader

Author: @star-pratt

Words: 2366

Author’s Note: Jealous Andy would be interesting and incredibly fucking cute. I want to thank my main @mf-despair-queen for proofreading this for me because she’s amazing and I love her.



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Chucky rides again - by Dogman707

I saw this art work while walking on the Greenline. This is an 10.8 mile urban trail that runs from Mid-town Memphis to Shelby Farms. He was hidden about the growth. It kinda of freak me out seeing this ragged, worn and dirty doll on the wood horse. I did not have my camera only my cell phone , but I took a picture any way. I need to get a telephoto lens for my cell phone for situations like this. 

Stupid Teddy Bear

CHARACTERS: Dick Grayson/Reader
RATED: T
SUMMARY: He didn’t get it. He didn’t understand how everyone knew so much about his life. Especially his dumb brothers.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I’ll be writing some Valentine’s Day fics for all the Batboys, including the Big Bat himself.

You were just lounging around in the living room reading a book when you heard the door open and slam shut hard following your boyfriend’s mumbling voice as he stomped into the kitchen. You laughed knowing where he was going. Right on cue, you hear a cabinet open and slam shut. That cabinet was solely for Dick’s stress relief cereals. That cabinet is only for Dick.

You watched your grumpy boyfriend come to the couch and sat down by your feet. He started munching down his cereal as his mumbling continued.

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Have A Little Faith: Chapter Three

“If you’re not careful,
you’ll end up believing this is the world.”

- Antonio Cisneros

Day one of Monaco had been an absolute dream. 

Once I’d agreed to Harry’s proposition he let me go, although I could tell it was taking everything inside of him to stand and watch me leave. His face reminded me of a puppy dog’s as he stood there on the steps, flashing me a smile as I glanced at him over my shoulder. He really wanted to prove his point.

Fate, or whatever.

After leaving him I walked about twenty minutes to the small building where an elderly man and his daughter greeted me at the door. Upon entering the building there was a charming little lobby—the hardwood floor covered in a soft white rug—and the couches were expertly arranged to lead one’s eye towards the large bay windows that overlooked the ocean. Above the fireplace there was a picture of what I assumed was the family that owned the property: the man and young girl who had welcomed me, along with a middle-aged woman holding a small child in her arms.

Once I’d gotten settled into my hotel room I decided to call my mother. My parents had been less than thrilled about my decision to come to Europe on my own, and one of their “conditions” was that I phone home often to let them know where I was and what I was getting up to. 

Five minutes into the phone call, I was already being grilled.

“Mum, I’m fine, I don’t need anybody to come travel with me. It’s already been two weeks, I’ve gotten used to it…No, mum, I don’t need to talk to Dr. King. Yes, I have her phone number.”

I allowed my petite frame to fall backwards onto the soft mattress of the bed, the smell of fresh linens causing me to twist to the side and curl up against the pillows. I twirled the phone cord around my finger as I listened to my mom’s voice, eyes falling shut comfortably. 

My room was small, but just the right size for me—there was a twin sized bed and a desk at the other side of the room that I’d set my small collection of bags on, a mini fridge which had a bag of apricots and peaches that I’d purchased from a local seller. It was decorated with a series of framed pictures of different locations in the city, and I made a mental note to see every one of them.

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Worth 6

On the next day, around 4 pm there was a knock on the door and Tyler came in to check on you. The two of you just stayed there talking and hanging out. He brought you something to eat and a juice as he was sure you didn’t have anything at home besides breakfast stuff. He didn’t know Eric was taking care of it.

Sitting at the couch you were eating and chatting with your feet up.

“How are things with you and Eric ?” Tyler asked.

 “Ok, I think, you know Eric, it’s hard to tell what he’s feeling or thinking.” You confided.

 It was weird for you to realize that your best friend, your confidant, was a guy and not a girl, but with your retrospect of female friends, it was more than obvious.

 “Y/N, I’m sorry for reacting like that, I didn’t mean to offend you, it’s just that I care a lot about you and I don’t want to see you get hurt. I’ve known Eric since our initiation three years ago, I never saw him compromise, I’ve seen him with a lot of girls and he usually stays with them until he gets bored. Again, you might be the right person to finally make him settle down but, it’s not quite likely,” your friend alerted you.

 “I know Ty, that’s exactly what I’m afraid of, but what I am supposed to do? I like him, I really do and I want to give it a try,” you stated.

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#2 Rich Boys of Gangnam - [BTS] Noir!Au

Originally posted by lostinbangtan

Part 1

“Save me.” Was all he could say. Consciousness rammed into you as the blaring sound of the alarm from your phone, drilled into your ear drums. Fuck. You snatched the phone from the side and tapped it silent.

From the cold tile of your apartment, surrounded by papers and leftover pizza, you frowned at the gray noise the television had given you. Program had ended, about an hour or so. Annoyed and hazed, you shut that down as well. Your neck is in pain from sleeping in an unnatural pose. Skimming through your readings, you had listed a number of patterns that could eventually unlock Taehyung’s phone. It was found underneath your bed the last night you saw him. You’ve tried every pattern there is, but knowing how intricate Taehyung tends to be with his belongings, you knew unlocking it wouldn’t be easy, but you didn’t expect it to be this hard.

Ever since he’s been missing, a lot of strange things has been happening. 

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Mise-en-scène

A/N: Happy Negan Smut Week everyone! I hope y’all are ready for some dirty and filthy fun! This time, Negan decides to be an amateur filmmaker when he brings back that video camera from Alexandria. I wonder what he’ll be filming… Surely it wouldn’t be anything inappropriate? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Words: 3483

Warnings: Smut, slight daddy kink, blowjobs, oral, misuse of a video camera, Negan’s filthy mouth

Originally posted by marythenurse

You were curled up in bed with a new novel in your lap, immersing yourself completely in the prose as you let all other thoughts drift from your mind. Negan had left for Alexandria this morning, and while you knew he could fend for himself you still hoped he’d be home soon. The only way to keep yourself from the needless worrying was to read. You could live without your “sister wife” Sherry painting her toes on her side of the room without even opening the window to let the fumes out, but you’d survive.

Sherry was far from your favorite person, which made sharing a room with her practically unbearable. Ever since you became Negan’s wife she seemed to make it her mission to be as unfriendly as possible. She hadn’t outright harmed you or said anything nasty, but she never went out of her way to talk to you or smile in your general direction. You were sure that her eyes rolled back into her skull whenever she so much as glanced at you.

Luck was shining down in your favor however, when the door to your bedroom swung open and Negan peeked inside. Even though he was smiling at the both of you, you were certain that he was paying special attention to you. His chocolate brown eyes held your gaze a moment or two longer than he had with Sherry, and it took all of your power not to shoot a smirk in Sherry’s direction.

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