this house is so freaking cool

cocked & loaded [dwayne johnson/vin diesel]

okay, so if i were to write the academy award-winning and world peace-establishing screenplay where Dwayne “the Rock” Johnson and Vin Diesel slowly fall in love, this is what it would look like:

  • vin and dwayne would be bitter Rival Agents for an intelligence agency. both would be up for a Big Promotion.  they would both be working together (but against each other) on something something black market mafia.  the mafia would be involved.  they would be VERY CLOSE to cracking this case.  
  • whoever cracks the case gets the promotion! because things like this are always very clear-cut in movies.  and whoever gets the promotion is the Better Agent, and it’s settled forever.
  • what they don’t expect is when they finally go in to make the Big Bust on The Family is that the Big Players will still be at large–and there will be a BABY.  
  • the baby will fall into agency custody, and will require surveillance in a remote safehouse.
  • “i need YOU TWO to pretend and be this baby’s GAY DADS to protect the baby and keep The Family off our tail while we close in on them,” says Head Intelligence Captain Lupita Nyong’o.  
  • dwayne and vin and baby are begrudgingly moved to a suburb of provincetown, massachusetts. cut to shot of a FOR SALE sign being pulled down, a ford fusion hybrid pulling up behind a moving van.  dwayne and vin step out.  they are both wearing muscle shirts and mirror-lensed aviators.  dwayne grabs a baby bag, throws it over his shoulder.  vin grabs the car seat out of the back, and both of them walk-slow motion up the side walk to their new 800k beach house.  
  • here’s what they expect: passive aggressive co-existence for a couple of weeks, where they try to be the Better Dad in a bid for the promotion they both want.  dwayne will go jogging with the baby every morning!! vin will wear her in a sling when he goes to the farmer’s market and smiles at the vendors while feeling up avocados and selecting fresh caught filets of fish!! 
  • here’s what they don’t expect: their next door neighbors are going to be Channing Tatum and Idris Elba and their five beautiful, interracial babies.  they are the perfect Gay Family, but “also,” dwayne says, pushing vin inside from where he’s been grilling steaks and drinking MILLER out of a CAN in broad daylight for the Real Gay Family to see and call over from their patio!!! “these guys are the REAL DEAL.  they’re gonna know something’s up!  i know we’ve had our beef, but we gotta step our game up and work together if we’re gonna make this operation work.”  
  • “you’re right,” vin says.  he’s nodding, looking at a ground, but then up and meeting dwayne’s gaze. “you’re RIGHT.” they’re gonna make this partnership work!!! they are going to be the BEST GAY DADS.
    • CUT TO: vin and dwayne staring at the king sized mattress in the master bedroom.  “i can just–” vin says, but dwayne grabs him by the shoulder and shakes it playfully.  “no man,” he says. “it’s all in or nothing.” 
    • CUT TO: them jogging together with baby playfully squealing from her stroller early in the morning.  
    • CUT TO: vin playfully feeding dwayne grapes at the farmer’s market.  “it’s all or nothing,” he repeats, raising his eyebrows (???? eyebrow folds? idk man). dwayne rolls his eyes and TAKES THE BITE.  
  • CUT TO: channing tatum in monogrammed shorts and pink polo and boat shoes on their front door step with one of his many perfect, precious toddlers on his shoulders, asking them to dinner.  “uh yeah,” dwayne says, cool as a cucumber. he’s not freaking out (he’s totally freaking out!!).  “we’ll bring the wine.”
  • “we’ll bring the wine?” vin repeats, in a hushed voice so the neighbors and baby don’t hear them fighting. “do you know anything about wine? they probably have a second house in france!  i haven’t had anything that didn’t come from a box since–since ever! what were you thinking?” “i panicked!  it seemed like the right thing to say!” 
    • TIRES SCREECH as the ford focus hybrid drifts into the whole foods parking lot.  
  • they show up out of breath, foreheads glistening, with baby in her favorite babybjorn, feet kicking from the day’s excitement of wine shopping.  vin, wheezing, passes a bottle of red and a bottle of white.
    • “oh, a chateau coutet barsac,” idris says with a chuckle, showing the label to channing. “remember that time–?” and oh my GOD, they have inside jokes!! 
    • (”we don’t have any inside jokes!!” dwayne whispers when they immediately excuse themselves halfway through a tour of the house. “that’s because you are the least funny person i know!” vin replies. “god, i hate you!!!” they both probably hiss at each other.)
  • the worst and best part of the night is when they’re serving the roast veg salad, and channing says with the best intentions, “so, how did you two meet?”
    • “uh,” vin says.
    • “the gym,” dwayne says. which, actually turns out to be true.  they look at each other, smile soft and genuine for once at each other, REMEMBERING. before they were BITTER RIVALS, they met at the academy gym and were GYM BUDDIES.  they used to have FUN trying to beat each other’s PR on the treadmill, they used to LOVE shit talking each other when they spotted each other bench pressing, they used to snap towels at each other’s asses in the locker room and totally not check each other out or anything!!! and then they were both accepted to the same position at work and they stopped being friendly for whatever reason.  they stop smiling, they look away from each other.  “anyway.”
    • “we met building houses for habitat for humanity,” idris offers, because of COURSE THEY DID.
  • the second worst part of the night is when channing mentions during the dessert course that two weeks from now is the annual May Day Homeowner’s Neighborhood Block Party Crab Cookoff, and maybe dwayne and vin would like to host to get to know everyone else in the neighborhood! 
  • vin has had like, three more glasses of wine than everyone else, and with aid of liquid confidence, shrugs his shoulders and leans back in his chair and says, “yeah, man, we’d love to.”
    • “’yeah, man, we’d love to?’” dwayne repeats when they’re walking home, baby asleep in her bjorn. 
    • “sorry, did you want me to give ourselves away? what happened to being the best? we’re trying to be believable!” 
    • “yeah,” dwayne says, watching vin strip off his shirt and pants and toss them over his shoulder into their spare hamper before crawling into their bed.  it’s routine.  they both have their sides of the bed.  “believable.”
    • the bedroom is quiet as they face away from each other at the edges of the mattress.  eventually dwayne asks, “do you remember why we stopped being friends?”
    • for a second he thinks maybe vin’s gone to sleep.  but he turns over.  “no,” he says.  “or yeah, maybe. as soon as i realized we would both be seeing action, it became too much of a risk.  friendship.  it was easier to lose you as a friend on my terms than lose you as a friend because you got your dumbass killed.”
    • they decide to be friends again.  you know, for the baby.  for work. whatever.  
  • they get so caught up in planning the May Day Homeowner’s Neighborhood Block Party Crab Cookoff, making inside jokes and ignoring the increasing casual physical intimacy between them that they don’t realize they are BEING WATCHED.
  • the mafia is HERE and they want their BABY and they want dwayne and vin DEAD.  
  • the M.D.H.N.B.P.C.C happens and everything is going according to plan, and they are about to have dwayne judge the bisque portion of the competition, but no one has seen dwayne anywhere!!!!
  • are there warehouses in provincetown??? is there a bad part of provincetown??? anyways, that’s probably where the mafia took dwayne.  vin is FREAKING OUT, how does he save dwayne??? how does he protect the baby, who they are using dwayne as ransom for??? who will judge the bisque portion of the crab cookoff???
  • idris puts a hand on his shoulder.  he’s been watching the entire time.  “i’ll take the baby into our panic room–” OF COURSE THEY HAVE A PANIC ROOM, “and channing will judge the bisque portion of the crab cookofff.  you go save your man.”
  • CUT TO: vin getting geared up to go out and kick some mafia ass, entering their walk-in closet and grabbing GUNS and a BULLET PROOF VEST and lacing up his L.L BEAN MEN’S GORETEX LEATHER BOOTS.  
  • vin takes out the entire warehouse-or-whatever of mafia lackeys and comes across dwayne tied up and blindfolded.
  • “who’s there!” dwayne demands, like he’s ready to fight despite himself.  vin takes three strong steps forward and grabs him by the back of the head and pulls him in for a kiss.  “guess who,” he replies.  dwayne smiles.
  • just then the Final Boss shows up as dwayne is being untied and like, something dramatic happens or whatever, but it’s okay.  they die or go to jail or something, it doesn’t really matter, because dwayne and vin are in LOVE and they’re gonna adopt the hell out of that baby.
  • CUT TO: a month later.  Head Intelligence Captain Lupita Nyong’o is disappointed when vin won’t accept his promotion.  
  • “i would,” he says, heavily decorated for saving dwayne in the field and taking down the mafia family.  “but the code of conduct says that it would be a conflict of interest if i was my husband’s supervisor.” BAM! THE END.  THEY’RE MARRIED.  WORLD PEACE UNLOCKED.   DONALD TRUMP IMPEACHED.  EVERYONE LIVES HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
NCT as neighbours

Taeyong: They have the most beautiful house on the block. You know the type…sprinkler systems, perfectly manicured lawns, hired landscapers buzzing about. Incredibly attractive and proper neighbor who looks mean but is actually a sweetheart and once invited you in for dinner. Always looking out for the young kids on the block, would protect them with his life.

Taeil: Sits on his front learn at 3am in the morning contemplating his life and having an existential crisis. Once had a deep philosophical talk with him about life and death. Always down to talk.

Mark: The super smiley neighbor who always says ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’. Has like 5 dogs that he walks everyday. 

Hansol: That neighbor you only saw a glimpse of one time and you haven’t seen since. Nobody else has seen them either. You some times wonder if you’ll ever see them again. 

Haechan: He spars with you every chance he gets. When you go outside, so does he, just to egg you on. You thought only slow wifi could rile you up until you met your new neighbor.

Johnny: The neighbor that constantly needs to borrow items because they’re too lazy to actually leave their house. Once saw him trip and face plant the pavement and then try and act cool. 

Jaehyun: The overly friendly neighbor who makes your business their business. Always down to help. Once put your bins out for you when you forgot so your rubbish could be collected. Actual angel.

Ten: The party freak who always has friends over and loud music blaring. You’ve never talked but he’s always happy and you often see him dancing around the neighborhood. 

Doyoung: Tried to give you an actual interview when you moved in with a microphone. Often gives backhanded compliments about the plants on your front lawn. 

Yuta: Sporty neighbor that always kicks his ball into your garden. Once broke one of the plant pots in your garden and told you it needed to be done. But he brought you a new one the next day.

Kun: You catch a glimpse of him sometimes but you’ve never interacted before. Has a cute cat.

Winwin: Quiet neighbor who speaks another language but tries their hardest to be friendly and polite. Baked you cookies when you moved in. Never seen him miss the Ice Cream truck.

Renjun: The half asleep kid that is always too tired to actually function. You once saw him passed out on his lawn. Actual zombie. Where are his parents?

Chenle: The cause of the loud cackling that you hear multiple times throughout the day. Once tried to talk to him about it and he denied it saying the stress must be getting to you. Suspicious. 

Jisung: The kid whose parents are never home so all you can ever hear are him and his friends screaming. Once asked him to keep the noise down and he became a soft ball of fluff and apologized. 

Jeno: Rarely see him but when you do he just smiles and waves. He knows he’s cute af and exploits it, once convinced you to let him use your kitchen to bake a cake. 

Jaemin: That guy that always seems to have an ambulance outside his house because he’s a threat to his own life. Once shook your hand and broke his own wrist. That neighbor you constantly fuss over because you don’t want them to be in pain.

What would a open mic night standup in ML Paris look like? Can you even fathom how hilarious that would be? Just a handful of comics cracking jokes about what traveling abroad is like.

Comedian: “The stereotypes against the french are just out of control now. Everyone expects me to be wearing a beret and eating snails and that’s not fair. But you know, you have to hand it to them, there is a pretty sure fire way to know if someone is french now even from a distance. Because if we see a butterfly we will freaking scream.” 

I love the character specific ones, like Nino gets sorta well known in the comedy circuit when he’s a little older and he’s up there, smiling and interrupts his own jokes half the time with laughing, but his timing is impeccable. 

Nino: “So, super villains.” *the crowd waits for him to say more, but he shrugs as if the sentence needs nothing else, and laughter picks up. He’s grinning before he ‘sobers up’.* “Bad news, obviously. Probably. But, I can’t be the only jaded guy out there right? Like, am I not the only one who hears ‘MONSTER!!!’ and asks without looking up from my phone like, ‘Well, where? Like here?’” *crowds starts laughing and Nino pantomimes texting. “’Cause like, if it’s not on this block man, I was gonna order in probably.’” *laughter continues. Nino waits for a second nodding and smiling. “Have I put a pizzaman through hell by ordering two large pizzas in the middle of a warzone?” *nods* “Yes. Yes i have. Those guys are the real heroes.” *crowd laughs and he chuckles, taking his own queue to get back on topic. He readjusts the mic stand, feigning apprehension.* “So yeah. Super villains, bad news. Some more than others, and like, don’t get me wrong! It’s bad, but, come one. Everyone is a little curious what their super villain is. JUST A LITTLE.” *he calls over the laughter of the crowd, making them laugh even harder. He holds up his free hand that isnt dedicated to the microphone like hes placating them.* “I’m not saying that’s cool! I’m saying that’s the way it is. Paris is a weird freaking place now, gotta take those changes in stride. And for some of us, we already know, right? Got any other akumas in the house? *he waits, listening for the three or four cheers from different parts of the room* “Respect! Alright, so I’ve got something to ask, now that we’ve got that out in the open.” *he pauses, gesturing a little and looking around, building the tension* “Be real with me… But, come on. Was anyone else just a little disappointed?” *the crowd freaking explodes. Nino waits and tries to start again but he starts laughing too, and eventually has to raise his voice to be heard over the crowd.* “I mean, come on! You’re already striping me of my free will, now I don’t even get to pretend in the back of my head that maybe I looked super cool? I mean listen, we’ve all had our moments but, please appreciate the fact that I now have to live with the fact that my ‘dark’ alter ego is a bubble wielding super clown. Really, Hawkmoth? I don’t even get that much?” *Nino lets the laughter ride out, shaking his head and pacing the stage, chuckling to himself. In a slightly quieter voice he says* “Paris is weird man.” *slight laughter* “It is, it really is. But I grew up here you know, I remember the ‘pre-butterfly douchebag days. How weird is it? For the people who move here? Like when they pack their bags, hop on a train, get all moved in then BOOM” *Nino makes a large explosion with his hands* “Huge explosion! Shakes the earth! Fire down the side streets, evil cackling in the air, and they are seized with terror only to realize” *he pauses, turning full circle on the stage before shrugging* “No one cares. Everyone looks up, sure, they’re checking where it’s at but the people of Paris have got the calm and orderly exit thing down, it’s been years we are used to it. We’re just like ‘Oh, wow thats a rather big one isn’t it? Huh, anyways-’ Yeah no one cares. Unless it’s Mister Pigeon.” *huge laugh, a few foreign looking people look confused and Nino chuckles* “For those of you with an intact survival instinct and dont live here, it’s worth explaining. That this city has, twice, been taken over by a mad, pigeon wielding bad guy. TWICE. This is some real shit. People respect pigeons now, I will pay you to find one native citizen who still has the balls to kick at a pigeon. ONE.” 


and so on and so forth, with such famous bits as ‘Cat Noir makes a shitty roommate’ ‘Best Man at a superhero wedding doesnt really make you feel like the best man’ and ‘The Bubbler II: Return of the Super Clown (God Damnit)’

3

GOT7 Invited To The Cookout

When they arrived, they were automatically lit just like they said they would be. you were surprised, because you thought they that would be scared to show their true colors in front of all these people.

“y/n!” they hopped out of the truck and ran over to you.

they pulled you in the center and group hugged you in front of everyone. “stop embarrassing me!” you shouted.

you backed away from them and fixed your clothes. then, you checked out each of their outfits. they looked good, so you told them which only gassed them up.

a few minutes later, everyone except yugyeom was spread out talking to your people. he was kind of shy so he decided to stick around with you.

“this is my song.” his eyes widened when a Chris brown song started to play.

“then dance. my cousins would love it if you showed their uncoordinated asses how to dance.” you started to call for your cousins to come over.

“no no no no!” he semi whispered to you and when they started to come over, he froze.

“yeah?” they said in unison.

“take him…and dance. he said this is his song and don’t y'all like this song?” you asked them.

“you know we do cuz!” one of them started dancing…off beat.

yugyeom held in his laughter and looked down at you. “you were right.” he said in korean causing the several young kids in front of you to freak.

“what did he just say?”

“he said that you all look cool.” you lied.

“alright tall asian guy, come show us what you got.” they took him away.

“alright…” you said to yourself. you scanned the huge crowd of people in your backyard until you spotted jackson and mark going into your house. you decided to quietly follow behind them and see what they were up to.

once they got to the kitchen, they stopped. “i’m so hungry. you think y/n’s got any snacks?” jackson asked mark.

“you know her fat ass has snacks!” mark nudged him and looked around until he spotted you.

“pstt.” he signaled for jackson to turn around and once he did, his jaw drooped. “you didn’t hear that did you?”

“i did.” you pretended to cry.

“oh noo…! we’re sorry.” mark ran over to you and pulled you into a hug, jackson quickly following.

“fuck off!” you pushed them off of you and covered your laughing face. “and you’re at a cookout! why the hell are y'all looking for snacks?!”

“we haven’t eaten in hours.” jackson pouted.

you shook your head and told them to follow you to your room where you hid your snacks. “don’t tell the others about this or i’ll kill you both.”

“yeah yeah yeah..” mark said with a mouth full of chips.

“i love you y/n. you keep me fed girl.” jackson bit his honey bun and pretended to wipe a fake tear.

“hey i love her to!” mark scoffed at jackson.

“there’s enough of me to go around.” you stuck out your tongue and stood up. “let’s go…the boys must be looking for us by now.”

the three of you exited the house and went back to doing random things with random people in your backyard. that is until, you saw bambam and left them for him. he was being lit with the elder people.

“what’s that? ain’t that thing the dab?” your half drunk uncle asked him.

“yes! can you do it?!” bam asked him, almost falling out of his seat.

he got up just in time to dab when the beat dropped, earning him an audience. mostly everyone except those who were tending to the grills and the women in the kitchen.

“what the hell.” jaebum said while he and jinyoung stood on each side of you.

“i know, now he’s got my whole family dabbing. shit we’re probably gonna take a family picture where everyone has to be dabbing in it now.” you face palmed yourself since what you said wasn’t a joke and most likely a fact.

you walked away from the crowd looked around for youngjae. he had greeted you when he first got here but that was the last time you saw him. you were getting a little worried until you found him.

he was at the cotton candy machine with one of your aunts that went to church everyday of the week even if it wasn’t open, singing along to a gospel song that you had no idea he knew with her.

“y/n why didn’t you tell me you had friends that could sing? his voice…is soulful.” she placed her hand on his shoulder and complimented him a thousand times on his voice. he damn sure needed them, his self esteem was so damn low.

“hello to you to a/n.” you hugged her and took a cotton candy stick from the cart. “i was just checking on you jae.”

“alright thanks for caring about me y/n, i love you.” he hugged you and kissed the top of your head.

“oohh imma tell your momma! you get down like that?” your aunt put her hand on her hip and smirked at youngjae and you.

“it’s not what it looks like..seriously. it’s always like this…with all of them cause i’m like their little sister.” you defended yourself.

“she’s right.” youngjae said while he put his hand on top of your head.

“mhmm.” she said while squinting her eyes, she wasn’t gonna believe you.

then, she pulled her phone out and turned to another gospel song. “you know this one baby?” she put the phone close to youngjae’s ear.

“yes ma'am.” he said right before he started singing the song.

it was your cue to go.

“yugy yummy!” you shouted over at the ‘tall asian guy’ who seemed to be more comfortable around your cousins than he was earlier.

he high fived every single kid which took about two minutes before coming over to you.

“yeah?” he put his hands on his hips and looked down at you.

“you’re having fun?” you asked him.

“yeah, thanks for pushing me out of my comfort zone.” he lifted one side of your hair up and let it fall which made you giggle.

“your comfort zone? what comfort zone did i push you out of?” you asked.

“you know…i like being under you.” he swayed from side to side, something he always did when he got tired of standing.

“the food is ready!” someone yelled.

you grabbed yugyeom’s hand and rushed past people to the food. “you’re that hungry?” he asked.

“no but you’ll thank me for this later.” with as many cookouts that you’ve been to, you knew that when the food was ready, you had to go. if you weren’t quick enough, something good would be gone.

after you fixed both yugyeom’s and your plate, you headed to your room where you told the others to meet you.

“y/n there was no more soda.” bambam frowned.

“yeah, seriously those people know how to drink.” jaebum shook his head.

“i’m thirsty!” jackson exclaimed.

“alright i’ll be back, and don’t touch my food.”

you went to the kitchen and took out a kool-aid packet and sugar. you grabbed a pitcher from the cabinet and did what you usually did. you were the one who made the kool-aid at dinner time cause yours was the best. hopefully, the boys would like it.

“y/n..” yugyeom’s shy voice replaced the silence.

“ye-” you paused when he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled himself closer to you. “yugyeom…what are you doing?”

“shh.” he rested his chin on your shoulder and closed his eyes. “just continue doing what you were doing.”

you were froze, still processing what was going on. it took you about a whole minute to realize that you weren’t dreaming and that this was really happening. he wasn’t moving, the only time he moved was when he tightened his grip on you.

“you’re weird yugyeom.” you continued stirring.

“i’m weird for liking you?” he basically confessed.

“what? you like me? is this a joke? are y'all playing truth or dare or something?” you put the cap on the pitcher and wiggled out of his hold.

“no…why would i joke around and say that i like you y/n? i…really like you.” you grabbed eight plastic cups and handed yugyeom the pitcher.

“alright..since when?” you asked.

“i’m not saying all of that until you tell me how you feel about me.” he bit down on his lip, hoping that you would say that you like him too.

you took in a deep breath. now was your turn to confess. it couldn’t be too weird now…since he feels the same way.

“i like you too.” you finally said it.

yugyeom looked down and attempted to hide his broad smile. he must’ve forgotten that you were shorter than him, so you saw all of his blushing when you looked up.

“did you tell her?” you heard jinyoung ‘quietly’ ask yugyeom which made your jaw drop.

“y'all knew?” you pointed between yugyeom and you.

“i mean..y'all are fucking obvious.” mark said.

“yugyeom was literally staring at your ass the other day and you knew it but you didn’t say anything becau-”

“yeah okay anyways i brought something to drink!” you cut jackson off.

you handed everyone a cup and poured them their drinks, including yourself. you sat between yugyeom and youngjae while they chugged their drinks down..well all of them did.

“y/n tell me what this is so i can buy it and drink it for the rest of my life.” jinyoung said while he moaned into his cup.

“this is so sweet and you know i love my sugar y/n what is this?!” bambam added on to jinyoung’s question.

“it’s called kool-aid and i made it.” you said with pride.

“no you didn’t. you can’t even make a sandwich.” jaebum laughed…by himself.

“why are you like this hyung?” yugyeom asked him.

“hmm this’ll be your last time drinking it jaebum. i was gonna bring some to the dorm faithfully but you fucked it up.” you shrugged.

“fuck!” mark cursed and slammed his hand on the floor. everyone else but jaebum followed.

“okay okay im sorry. y/n please bring your sweet juices to dee dorm faithfully.” he apologized and bowed down before you.

“alright peasant.” you giggled.

the eight of you finished up your food and drinks then, headed back outside to enjoy the last hour of the cookout.

in overall the boys had fun and found their new favorite drink thanks to you. you and yugyeom started dating. and bambam is still dabbing.

Okay, but like imagine ten-year old Sam coming home one day in some uniform and being like “Dad, Dean, I joined Boy Scouts at school.” And Dean and John are part amused part bemused like “Why the fuck do you wanna join Boy Scouts, Sammy, you’ve got more survival skills than all of them combined, including the teacher.” And Sam just rolls his eyes and starts packing his bag and is super exasperated like “Duh, that’s exactly why. They’re staying at this camping ground a few miles out and all the older boys are scaring the younger kids and telling them Cabin 13 is haunted n’ that they should go and investigate. Someone’s gotta look out for those dumbass amateurs. Hey, where’s the iron poker?” And John and Dean are this close to telling him the hell he’s going alone and little Sammy marches to the front door and holds up his hand all sassy like “I got this one, guys, I’ll call you when it’s done. Also Dad, I forged your signature on the admissions slip,” and John doesn’t know whether or not to be impressed and Dean’s like “Sammy, you don’t even own a phone!”

And of course they follow him and camp out far enough with binoculars so Sam doesn’t notice them and they’re kinda proud because Sam asks the older kids the serious questions and tries to get as much info about the history of the place and he writes it in a journal just like John’s. Then two nights later Sam follows a bunch of kids to Cabin 13 and Dean and John follow Sam, when the ghost starts attacking the kids and Sam fights it off with the iron poker and tells them to run and John and Dean are freaking out because Sammy’s run inside the cabin with a vengeful spirit. But then five seconds later the doors and this ten-year old hunter is walking out and talking to a ghost kid who’s crying and Sam’s all like “Look, I know you wanna play but kids these days just don’t understand, okay? Also frightening people like that is totally not cool, man. So let’s just get your bones and get you outta that house. No more cabin fever for you. Dean and my dad leave me alone all the time and it drives me crazy so trust me, kid, I know how you feel.”

And then John is mad and afraid like what the fuck, Sammy, don’t talk to it, and Dean has to hold him back and let Sammy finish working the case because he knows how proud of himself Sam is gonna be and that he’ll want to tell them all about it like look, I did this all by myself, so he manages to drag John far away long enough for Sam to salt and burn the bones and wish his new ghost friend goodbye. Then they hightail it back to the motel and pretend like nothing happened and the next day and they’re watching TV and cleaning out their guns when Sam calls Dean using a payphone to tell them “It’s done. Can you pick me up?” and so Dean and John drive all the way back and Sammy hops into the back and they’re both so proud of him when five seconds later he bursts into tears and John nearly swerves off the road when Sam climbs into the front seat and cries because “I was soooo scaaaared! Deeeean!”

And Dean and John just look at each other and smile and Dean just holds Sammy until he passes out and that night they have pizza and soda and pie and celebrate Sam’s first solo hunt.

Fate | Tom Holland x Reader | fangirlingisajob

Request: I was wondering if I could make a small request, if that was ok? With Tom Holland x reader where reader is new to London and she’s out exploring where she, comes across Tess and Monty who have run off together and Tom and Harrison are chasing them? You can use your amazing imagination to finish the rest :)

A/N: I know this is fairly short but I hope it’s okay!

You stepped out of the tightly packed train and into the serene town.  The people were actually kind to you and would apologize if they bumped into you, unlike New York.  The bright yellow arrows pointed you into the direction of a park you had been meaning to go to.  People talked about how beautiful it was constantly.  

The roads were very confusing though, you admit that, but the park made up for it.  The lush green plants with blooming flowers always in your sight. And the pond! The pond had the loveliest blue water with ducks swimming all around in it.  The blue sky added the perfect touch to create a gorgeous day-well along with the weather of course.  It looked like you had stepped into a painting.

You pulled up the sleeves of your maroon hoodie as you wandered around the green landscape.  There weren’t many people to make it crowded, but there certainly wasn’t a small amount.  The air was crisp and fresh with every step you took.  A sparkling blue fountain caught your eye, and you decided to go to the lavishing water.

A voice in the distance was yelling after someone, but you shook it off.  The fountain had a nice bench almost built into it, which was a perfect was for you to sit.  You took out your book from the black bag you carried and began to read.  Well, that was until you heard another voice yelling.

‘Tessa! Come back here!”

“Monty! Come here!” another one shouted as you saw what was happening.  Two dogs were on the loose and their owners were after them.

You set your stuff down as you saw a grey dog running towards you with a bigger brown and white dog following behind.  You stood up,walking a few steps towards the running animals, and then bent down,”Come here!”

“Tess! Monty!”

Suddenly, you were on the cement getting slobbered on by both dogs.  Their tongues licked your face without warning.  “Alright, alright.  That’s enough kisses,” you said, sitting up as you gently held onto their collars so they couldn’t run away.

The two owners were quickly near you.  They clipped the dogs’ leashes on and you stood up.

“Oh my god, I’m terribly sorry they slobbered all over you!  But thank you very much for getting them to stay i thought they would never stop,” a brunette boy joked.  

You smiled,”It was no big deal.  I have my own two dogs back in New York and I always get slobbered on.”

The tall blonde crouched down towards his dog,”You really owe this Miss here a thank you, Monty.”  And as if on cue, Monty turned around and panted at you.  

“And so I’m guessing this little lion is Tessa then?” you said, kneeling down to pet the grey dog.  She happily let you pet her back as she flopped onto the cool cement.

“Yes, this is Tessa.  And I’m Tom by the way!” the brunette said, sticking his hand out. You pulled away from Tessa and stood up, shaking Tom’s hand.

“I’m Harrison,” the blonde waved from the ground.  

“Y/n, nice to meet you both,” you said as you stared at Tom. You swore you recognized him from something.  Memories raced in your head until you figured it out.  “Wait, aren’t you the guy who plays Spider-man?”

He laughed and Harrison stood up, still holding onto Monty.  You tried not to get too caught up in his chocolate brown eyes and the way his eyes wrinkled when he smiled.

“Yup, that’s me,” he admitted with a slight blush on his face.

“That’s pretty cool,” you said trying not to externally freak out that freaking Spider-man was talking to you.  

“Yeah, it’s a pretty cool job and Haz is my assistant so I always get to be with him,” he chuckled.

“Mmph, always having to get you your Starbucks,” Haz mumbled, causing you to giggle.

There was an awkward silence in the fresh air.  You all awkwardly stood there as the dogs continued to pant.

“Do you want to get some coffee with us? I mean, we can bring the dogs to my house and then go,” Tom spoke as he looked into your eyes.  You graciously smiled at both boys.

“I would love too.  I’m visiting here for a little actually and I’d love to see some places.”

“That’s funny, we are leaving here next Wednesday!” Haz laughed.

“Hm, this is becoming a little weird because I’m leaving that day too,” you awkwardly smiled, realizing this has to be some sort of weird faith stuff.

“Well then, it must have been fate that we all met.”

Monopoly with Eldarya

Chrome: I take the car!
Nevra: NO! I take it!
Leiftan: There are also other figures…
One of you can take the horse
Chrome&Nevra: No!
Miiko: Alright I take the car.
Chrome: No way! You can’t just take the…
Miiko: Oh I can’t? *evil face*
Ezarel: This game is already just dumb.
Guardienne: Monopoly isn’t dumb, Ez… we didn’t even started yet.
Chrome: He’s just jealous of Miiko because she got the car!
*Miiko throws evil face again*

-After a few houres of explaining the game and a few drinks-
(Basically everyone is drunk)

Valkyon: I have so much cash!!$$$
Nevra: Jail… again?
Chrome: NOW I AM THE BOSS IN THE HOUSE!
Miiko: You want to repeat that sentence, Chrome?
Leiftan: How about we share that street, Guardienne?
Guardienne: HOW YOU WANT TO SHARE A FREAKING STREET?!!! *RAGE MODE*
Nevra: Language!
Chrome: Listen to your mother, guardienne!
Guardienne: Sorry mom.
Nevra: but I am a pretty cool mom… and hot *winks at guardienne*

Ezarel: Still dumb.

Luhan Boyfriend Material

Originally posted by lusass


OUT OF BED:

  • so much skinship
  • like hand holding, cuddles, kisses, random makeout sessions, the whole shebang literally all the time
  • sUPER possessive of you
  • becomes jealous very easily
  • “who’s that Y/N”
  • “Literally I have no idea Luhan, he’s just some random guy who passed us in the street.”
  • “He gave us a weird look… he gave you a weird look.”
  • “Luhan….”
  • “I’m pretty sure I saw him wink too”
  • “You know there’s this thing called blinking right?
  • “…….”
  • holding onto your hand tighter or pulling you closer whenever you visited him on set
  • leaving marks on you all the time just to make it known you were taken
  • and for other reasons too… ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • he would push you to try new things
  • take you on dates simply to go exploring
  • most of the time you guys would just end up walking around the city lost but…
  • it’d be cool though because he would take the lead… and the blame
  • sometimes you would find some really cool abandoned buildings though
  • and maybe go stargazing
  • lazy dates would be frequent too
  • sometimes he would just randomly show up at your house with movies
  • he might fall asleep on you half way through the movie or if its a sad one tear up a little, but u would be warm from cuddling so it would be ite

Originally posted by ballaydeer

In Bed:

  • ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • sex sex sex sex
  • literally its all he thinks about
  • he may appear calm in public or when he meets your friends or family…. but he is a FREAK in the sheets
  • kinks galore
  • you guys would probs have sex at least once a day usually 2-3 times a day when he didn’t have to travel
  • and boy when he did have to travel…
  • be prepared to not leave the bedroom for a couple days before he leaves and for a couple days after he returns
  • you gotta make up for lost time right?
  • at least 5 out of the 7 days of the week you would be tied up, blindfolded or dressed in an interesting manner or get pounded against the wall or headboard
  • he may seem skinny… but he sure packs a punch
  • when would you neck not be covered in bruises or pink marks
  • you skin around your hip bones would always be covered in scratch marks and bruises
  • he seems like the submissive type right? with his feminine looks and petiteish frame…
  • oh honey… what treat you’ll be in for…


lollllllll so Admin A and I kinda skipped two days posting sorryyyyy. Anyways this is a new thing I’m kinda testing out to see how u guys like it. I’m thinking of possibly doing it for other members and other groups too idk yet tho 

~Admin S

SF9 Reaction ft. PENTAGON: Idol crush being with them on a show for a whole season

A new variety show gathers idols from different groups to stay at a ‘Healing House’, a place for the (mostly) rookie idols get to know each other more for a month. A new show that seems crazy, but is packed with fun and rare interactions.


Inseong: He’d try to play it cool, act like everything would be okay. Really, he’d be such a small bean, being nervous about what to say and what to do in front of his crush. He’d get so worked up but then once he sees her, he’s completely lost it inside. When she greets him, he’ll be a bit flustered and would shyly bow while freaking out inside, not saying anything and just waving a bit. When she leaves, he’ll be dying inside; sulking to Jinho.

“I just made a complete fool of myself~”

Youngbin: He’d be so surprised and would mentally get himself prepared to meet you. He wouldn’t realize how nervous he really was until he actually sees his crush on the set of the show and he’d start mentally breaking down while greeting her, forgetting about his “mental preparation”. When she’s out of earshot, he’ll whisper to Hui.

“How was that?”

“Could’ve done better. She’ll like you, though.”

Jaeyoon: He’d be so thrilled. Seeing his celebrity crush in real life is his dream, and being on a show with his crush for a whole entire season where he and his crush get to know each other more is what makes him so excited. He gets to see his crush every day. When his crush greets him, he happily greets back with a cute smile, making sure she saw it. He’d turn to Hongseok.

“Did you just see that? Did you?”

“Yeah, I saw what happened.” *insert smirk* “But you never know, I could come in and swoop her off of her feet.”

“What…”

Dawon: He’d be just like Jaeyoon, but even more excited. He’d be so thrilled and would brag about it. On the set, when he finally greets his crush, he’d crack a few jokes to make her laugh. He’d be so so happy to see his crush laughing at his humor. He’d swiftly ask for her number and things continue from there. Then, he’d hold his hand out to Hyojong (E’Dawn), who hands him five dollars.

“Told you I’d get to her first.”

Zuho: It would take a few moments for him to process it all. He seems like he wouldn’t freak out too much, but he’d be a bit nervous on the day it comes to filming. When greeting her, he’d bow and do a formal greeting while his crush insists not to speak like that and to speak casually. He’d just nod and she would smile while saying bye to go and get her make-up touched up. Yuto would look at him. 

(ignore caption) “Wow, even I could have done better.”

“You know what, we have another month, Yuto.”

Rowoon: Rowoon would be so freaking shy and embarrassed just thinking about it, but throughout the time from when he found out to when he finally shoots the show, he would be confident in wooing his crush’s’ heart. He’s on the show with Shinwon, who tells him he’ll woo her heart first. She greets Shinwon first, but when she gets to Rowoon, he smile his charming smile and greets her sweetly, telling her how pretty she looks. She’d become flustered and blush while thanking him and walking away to start filming. He’d look at Shinwon triumphantly. 

“I won her heart~”

“For now.”

Taeyang: Sunshine would be a bright boy. He’d be excited but wouldn’t show it much. When the day came to meet you, he’d try to stay cool. He’d make sure to see where his crush is, admiring her from afar. If she comes over to greet him, he’ll dart his eyes away and mentally prepare himself about what to say, what to do, etc. Once she greets him, he’ll be all smiley and cute unintentionally, and then she would greet YeoOne, then leave. 

“We made eye contact with each other.”

“Nice job, Taeyang.”

Hwiyoung: A cute little fluffball. He’d be so embarrassed, not knowing what to do. He would ask his hyungs for advice, getting teased in turn and getting some hopeful advice from Rowoon, Jaeyoon, Inseong, and Youngbin. When going to shoot the episodes, he’d get shy and aware of his surroundings to see if his crush was around. When she comes to greet him and his show partner, Wooseok, she’ll smile sweetly and Hwiyoung would greet her and tell her how much he admired her. She’d thank him and tell him he was cute, running off to her show partners as Wooseok chuckled.

“I think she likes you.”

“I… I think so, too.”

Chani: Like Hwiyoung, he’d be embarrassed, except he’d be able to handle it a bit better. He’d be fine without advice, but would get it anyways. Youngbin would pester him about how to act. At the filming, Chani would only be a little nervous. He’d take a few glances at her, wondering what she was doing. If he found her looking at him, he’d just innocently smile and wave and she would let out a laugh while waving back. If she came to greet him, he would smile and greet her back. When he looks at Kino, though, he loses it and starts talking about you whenever you’re out of earshot, fanboying like a little boy he is. 

“SHE JUST LOOKED AT ME!”

“I saw, I saw.”


Gifs are not mine. Credits to owners. 

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed and keep on requesting! I wish a show like this existed T^T

What Are The Odds? - Part 4 (Final)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,308

Summary: Before the reader left for college, she had a one night stand with Dean. Eight years later, Dean learns that he has a daughter in an interesting way.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3


“I didn’t realize you felt that way. I mean…I knew you liked me because I’m awesome but…” You ramble on.

“I know. I kept it to myself.” Dean chuckles making you blush.  

“Weird how things turn out.” You say quietly.

Dean nods his head and watches you sitting at his kitchen table.

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Sneaking Around


AU: Juice was a prospect in 1998 and became a full member in 1999. He stayed a loved and respected member. He never got on the clubs bad side or anything of that nature. He was born February 1980 and she was born March 1982? In that time range. This is part 1 of my new series which will be tagged JuicexEvan


//July1998//

“We have to keep this a secret. For now,” Juice whispered, leaving kisses on my neck and chest. He sat back on his knees and pulled his top. He smirked down at me and bit his lip. I sat up and put my hand on the back of his neck. I pulled him close, pushing my lips onto his.

This was a routine thing. It has been for nearly four months. We had to keep everything secret. He was eighteen and I was sixteen. Juice and I both believed that my entire family, including my brother Jackson, would kill him if they caught us. I wanted to tell them about how much I love Juice.

His hand slid under my tank-top and he started to grin. His lips went back to my neck, causing me to let out loud, filthy moans. I silently prayed that nobody would show up at Juice’s house. They could hear me from the front door.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do an imagine where you are the shy girl that moves in next door to Eric and he ends up with a crush on you?

guess who’s back to posting everyday (hopefully)? that’s right, me !!!! also, i’m so so sorry for the wait to who ever requested this imagine but this is the first request i have in my inbox and i literally saw this just yesterday and it totally inspired me to write. also, i’m doing the rest of the ships tomorrow i promise ! so here you go guys, hope you’ll enjoy reading it! (there may be any spelling errors in there, sorry)

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“Y/n, get your ass over here and help me out!

 You could hear your brother yell downstairs. You rolled your eyes before letting out a deep sigh, dropping the box you were holding in your arms. “What?” You yelled back, opening up the door leading out into the hallway; peaking your head through it and looked at the stairs who lead downstairs. “You need to help me carry the boxes from outside, c'mon lazy ass!” He yelled once again, making you let out a deep sigh once again. You stepped into the hallway before making your way down the stairs, walking into the living room only to face your one year younger brother. “In case your blind and can’t see what I’m doing, I’m busy.” You said and glared at him in annoyance. “It doesn’t matter, mom and dad told me to get you to help me with last couple of boxes,” He replied coldly, not looking up at you while continuing to unbox the box he was just holding in his hands. “Mom!” You yelled out into the empty house, your voice echoing. “She’s not home, our new neighbors invited them over.” HE muttered as he walked towards the hallway. “Are you serious? I wanna unbox my stuff!” You groaned as you followed him into the hallway. “Does it look like i care? No,” He muttered as he walked out through the door; leaving it open. “Now, help me the fuck out!” He yelled as he made his way down the sidewalk. “Hey, watch your fucking language!” You yelled, running up behind him with a smirk on your lips.

The cold summer air hit your bare legs at soon as you stepped out the house, making you shiver. The sunset was dying over the mountains and the leaves on the tree where slowly losing their bright green color, soon to be fading into a more yellowish tone. It was late summer in Colorado, and you and your family was new in town. Your dad had lost his job where you previously lived, and pretty quickly he got a new job offer; in Littleton. At first, you absolutely hated the thought of moving. So when your mom and dad had desperately been trying to tell you it’s for the best when you were crying your eyes out in your room, you basically prayed to God that your dad would get a job offer somewhere closer to where you already lived. The thought of losing all of your friends you’ve spent your whole lifetime making and switching schools would literally haunted you. But when they showed you the house, the neighborhood and he school you were attending, you changed your mind pretty quickly and actually started to like the thought of moving. You were pretty bored of your old town, anyways. “Are you gonna help me or not?” Your brothers voice interrupted your thoughts as your head snapped at him. “I’m sorry, what?” You asked as you walked over to him. He let out  chuckle before handing you one of the boxes. “You get lost in your thoughts way to easy.” He said as he grabbed a box for himself. “Hey!,” You laughed and playfully smacked his arm, smirking at him. “I’m just so amazed at this view,” You said and looked over at the sunset once again, slowly drifting into your thoughts once again. Your brother’s gaze followed yours, nodding his head. “I’m glad you’re enjoying the view,” A chuckling voice interrupted the two of you’s thoughts.

You quickly turned around to spot a smiling boy walking down the street with his hands shoved into his pockets and baseball cap placed backwards on his brown haired head. “I’m Eric,” He said as soon as he reached you two. “Eric Harris.” He ended his sentence. “I’m your new neighbor.” He smiled and pointed over his shoulder with his thumb, making you look over his shoulder; only to spot the house next to yours. “I’m Mark,” Your brother said as he shook the boy in front of you’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Mark,” He said with a smile on his lips. He looked over at you, shoving his hands into his pockets once again. “How about you then?” He asked, making you blush. “I’m y/n.” You said shyly, pulling the box of trophies and other stuff closer to your chest. “Nice to meet you as well, y/n,” He said, smiling at you. You only nodded and slightly smiled back. “So, what brings you here, Eric?” Your brother asked as he raised one of your eyebrows. Eric’s gaze turned to your brother, raising his eyebrows. “Oh, right. Your parents are over at my house and my parents told em to go and help you guys out.” He said and gave him a small smile. “Really? Oh fuck, thank god!” Your brother said and threw his head back, letting out a groan. You gazed over at him, rolling your eyes. Eric let out a chuckle before grabbing one of the boxes from the ground before turning to you two once again. “Well, let’s get unboxing!”

“That’s so freaking cool!” Your brother let out in as Eric and him were chatting about some video game, you only sitting there awkwardly. You had you head in one of your hands as you were tapping the wooden floor with your other hand, looking down at it. “I know, right?” Eric chuckled as he took a sip out of his juice who was placed on the floor in front of him. You let out a deep sigh before turning your head to the clock that you just hung on the wall, rolling your eyes. “I’ll be upstairs, unpacking the last boxes if you need me Mark.” You mumbled as you stood up, both boys eyes following your movements. “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Mark mumbled as rolled his eyes. You quickly walked up the stairs, slamming your door shut. You let out a sigh before running a hand through your hair, looking around your new room filled with boxes. “Looks like I got a lot to do the rest of the night,” You mumbled as you sat down, slowly starting to unpack the boxes.

You placed the last perfume on your desk before placing your hands on your waist, looking around the room; adoring the work. “Wow, you did a great job decorating,” You heard a voice say from behind, making you jump slightly. You quickly turned around, only to find Eric looking around your room. “Oh god,” You mumbled as you looked down at your feet, placing a piece of hair that had fallen in front of your face behind your ear. His eyes landed at you as he let out a chuckle, stepping inside before closing the door. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you like that. ” He said as you let out a quiet chuckle, still looking at your feet. “Hey, y/n, right?” He asked as you nodded, looking up at him. “Yeah.” You almost whispered as a light smile spread on your lips. “Hey, that’s a pretty name for such a pretty girl.” He laughed as you could feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.  "Thank you, I guess,“ You chuckled nervously, making him smile at you. “I was wondering if, maybe, you wanted to hang out sometime?” He asked calmly as he shoved his hands into his pockets once again. You looked at him in confusion before letting out a soft chuckle. “Well you know, I’m not exactly my brother who plays way to much video games or anything,” You answered shyly. “So you’re saying I’m playing to much video games?” He said, faking to be offended. You let out chuckle. “Maybe, maybe not.” You shrugged as you smiled at him. He let out a laugh before opening his mouth to speak. “So I’ll take that as a yes?” He smiled as you. “I guess so, Harris.” You said, making him chuckle. “I’ll see you around then, y/l/n.” He smirked before walking out your room, closing the door behind him: leaving you alone and confused in your room.

You quickly ran after him, opening up your door before calling out his name. He quickly turned around before raising one of his eyebrows. “How did you know my last name?” You yelled out in confusion. He smirked at you as he continued to walk down the hallways backwards, making you slightly smile at him. “I have my secrets,” He winked before turning around and ran down the stairs, leaving you speechless. A smile slowly crept over your face as you closed your door, sliding down it with your back pressed against it.

Maybe moving over here wasn’t such a bad decision after all.

I Can't Remember
5 Seconds Of Summer
I Can't Remember

ALL CREDIT FOR THIS AUDIO GOES TO: livelikey0uare

but i did write down the lyrics and i had a less clear version of it so it made it harder to decipher, but here thye are! enjoy :) 

LYRICS:

hey pretty girl whats your name whats your number

ive got the keys to my dads yerllow hummer

theres a party 

you can come if you wanna

girl tonight alright 

see you later

wrapped up late took minute but i found my mates

she was there acting cool

so i made her wait

wasn’T long couple songs

till i headed her way to say 

damn you look amazing

last night what a blurr

woke up lying next to her

last night made a mess

doesn’t get better than this 

phone rings from the..?

twenty five texts

and a call from mum  

must have been good, cause i can’t remember

retrace my steps took my phone tryina figure out

posting pictures of the street from passing neighbors house 

nick my boss sees my status

he’ll freaking out but i dont care

oh well, deal with it later

last night what a blurr

woke up lying next to her

last night made a mess

doesn’t better than this? 

phone rings from…?

twenty five texts

and a call from mum  

must have been good, cause i can’t remember

“bro.. wheres your shirt?”

“oh shit..what the hell happened last night?”

“urgh got the biggest headache”

“…yeah i need asprine my heads killin’ me…?”

“wheres that girl from last night anyway?”

pretty girl i’ve got your name and your number

i’Ve lost the keys to my dads yellow hummer

can’T remember how i did it

but i got her now shes mine

damn shes so amazing

last night a blurr

woke up lying next to her

last night made a mess 

dosnt get better than this 

phone rings from the..?

twenty five texts

and a call from mum  

must have been good, cause i can’t remember

last night what a blurr

woke up lying next to her

last night made a mess 

doesn’t get better than this

phone rings from the…?

twenty five texts

and they’re all from mum 

must have been good, cause i can’t remember

can’t remember

can’t remember

can’t remember

can’t remember

can’t remember

can’T rememeber

must have been good cause i can’t remember

Roommates.

Pairing: Wade Wilson/Deadpool x Reader(platonic), Bucky x Reader(kinda)
Summary: Wade is your roommate and you finally convince him to come and eat dinner with you, with Wade blaring the TV it’s hard to miss the Avengers on the screen but someone catches your eye.
Warnings: Language? Near Death experience? Mentions of sex. Mentions of face sitting ;)
Word Count: 2222

Originally posted by deadpoolbugle

Originally posted by eatalotandsleepalot

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R: Surprise! Bet you didn’t know your boyfriend had connections to this super cool loft, right? We’re at our house Leigh.

L: Huh? Our house…?

R: Yes dummy, I got us a house. I even managed to buy a grand piano from Simslist so you don’t have to play on your broken keyboard anymore. I got us a home, babe!! 

L: Jeez, Rowan, I don’t even know what to say… I feel like I’m living in a dream! This place is freaking amazing!

R: I’m glad you like it, Happy Birthday Leigh.

THIS IS SO BAD OMG. I’M REALLY SORRY FOR WHOEVER REQUESTED THIS BECAUSE IT TOOK SO LONG, IT’S SO SHORT AND SO SHITTY.

I’m really sorry but this is my first scenario and english is not my first language so SORRY


“Yes?” I heard from the other side of the line “MC? is everything okay?”

“Seven! Yes, yes, kinda” I answered, my voice a little shaken “I need advice with something”

“Did Jumin do something? Who I need to fight?” I would be lying if I said that didn’t cheer me up a little bit, somehow Luciel always managed to cheer everyone up

“I don’t want to sound ungrateful at all but this got a bit weird. He told me I couldn’t leave his place and It’s really invading my personal space, and I don’t know, I just feel really uncomfortable, If you get what I mean”

“He did what!?” Luciel basically screamed “I can’t believe Jumin did that…that jerk” He whispered that last part, but I was perfectly able to hear that. “Do you need anything? Want me to get you out of there?”

“No, no! It’s okay I just called for advice. I’m really sorry if I worried you.”

“Nah, it’s okey dokey. Just tell him strait away, that’s the better thing you can do, trust me” He was right, the best thing I could do was tell him, I was 0% comfortable in that situation and to be honest, it was really freaking me out “I have work to do so I’ll be hanging up, call me if you need anything. And say ‘Hi’ to Elly for me! 707 is out!

I searched for Jumin until I found him on the couch, eyes closed and almost asleep, it has been a tough day for both of us.

“….Jumin?” I called him and shook his shoulder softly. He groaned in response. “I need to talk to you about something” He opened one eye and looked at me, I assumed that was his way of saying 'proceed’ “I am extremely uncomfortable with the situation that’s going on, I know you do it for my own right and you just want to protect me, but it really, really freaks me out the fact that I can’t leave your house and I don’t want to sound ungrateful or anything I appreciate a lot what you and all the RFA are doing for me but, I feel like you’re invading my personal space and it’s not cool at all, I hope you understand” At this point he sat down and was looking deadly serious at me.

“Is that how you feel?” He looked at me expecting some kind of answer so I just nodded “MC… I-I’m sorry, I just want to protect you at all costs…I…I will never forgive me if something happened to you. I will try and do my best from now on, okay? we will talk about this tomorrow, but for now let’s just go to bed, today was tiring for me and especially for you.”

I was surprised, I was surprised that he was so understandable. We both got up and I pulled Jumin into a hug, which he was kinda surprised about it “Thank you, Seven” I whispered, impossible for Jumin to hear.

mummy namjoon

Originally posted by vubbletae

  • hello kids the monster au still continues let’s go go go
  • okay so i’m watching scooby doo rn and i’m super inspired scooby doo inspires me and there are so many mummy episodes so uh
  • only rich people became mummies back in ancient egypt
  • namjoon was the son of one of the pharaohs
  • he was a wild child
  • lmao i’m kidding, he was a good son, he liked to stay in the palace and read his scrolls, and try his hand at hieroglyphics, and learn about some mythology you know, the usual
  • he was particularly fond of the jackal headed god, anubis, who i was like obsessed with back in second grade
  • namjoon’s family always jokes because he’s always in reading up on black magic, and the dead, and he likes to speculate what the afterlife is really like
  • i just realized how hard this scenario is gonna be
  • how is namjoon gonna survive in linen cloth
  • how
  • anyway
  • namjoon has a pet cat, who we can call Scarab right
  • and this cat follows him whenever he goes anywhere because cats were revered as holy back in the day and so like everyone loves the cat and thinks it’s a good omen that he follows namjoon around all the time
  • okay but namjoon gets way too into magic for his own good
  • namjoon is a lil clumsy
  • scratch that
  • he’s a lot clumsy
  • and although he’s in love magic and the dead this will ultimately lead to some issues down the road
  • and by down the road i mean right now
  • okay but first hold
  • namjoon needs a spicy outfit
  • he wears the little skirt bottom thing idk what they’re technically called so please forgive me but it’s like white ya know? and goes to his knees but the front is cut a little higher but he has another piece of cloth hanging from a rope belt in front
  • and he has a lot of jewelry too okay like he has a gold circlet that goes around his forehead you know what i’m saying right
  • and he has those bicep bracelets that show off his nice, spicy toned muscles mm hmm
  • and he has more bracelets on his wrists
  • and he goes around shirtless because it’s hot as heck in the desert
  • mm hmm
  • there we go
  • anyway back to the drama
  • namjoon really wants to go hands on with his magic
  • like everyone is always like namjoon stay in the goddamn palace because knowing you, you will get lost in the desert and die
  • and namjoon kinda sulks and locks himself in his room to read his books and try to cast some ancient spells on the walls but hey that isn’t working very well
  • so one night he’s like you know what i’m gonna sneak out of the house and go freaking break into a temple and i am gonna get the lowdown on all the cool magic stuff you watch me world
  • which is a big no no because if i am remembering second grade correctly only the priests and priestesses are allowed in the temple and last time i checked namjoon was neither of those things
  • late one night, he grabs scarab under his arm and he grabs some scrolls in his free hand and he scales down the palace wall
  • except halfway there he loses his footing and completely falls into the sand
  • it’s sand though so he’s okay
  • for the most part
  • his kitty licks his cuts to make him feel better though
  • anyway namjoon begins the perilous journey to the local temple
  • okay and it’s boring because he literally is not used to walking in the sand because he’s cooped up in the palace all day and there is floor in the palace okay it takes him much longer to get there then he would have ever expected
  • he sneaks into the temple with ease because the priests are out in town for a local festival that the royal family never gets much involved in, thank the gods for that one right?
  • okay anyone when he gets in namjoon gets this shiver down his spine right but he doesn’t know what’s wrong
  • it’s eerily cold in there and his footsteps echo in the room and it’s scary as heck but namjoon tells himself it’s all for greater knowledge and understanding
  • the torches are still lit (if anyone comments on this i will delete my blog thanks)
  • and the fire flickers against the walls and casts shadows of things namjoon is sure he’s just imagining…
  • there are beautiful paintings on the walls
  • scenes of Osiris, and Set, Hathor and Anubis decorate every square inch of space and tell epic tales of bravery and love
  • namjoon runs his fingers over some of the hieroglyphs, his lips parted slightly because he has never seen anything so intricate before  
  • he keeps moving on
  • and doesn’t notice Hathor’s eyes follow him as he walks
  • he finally makes it to the inner chamber of the temple, where there is an altar with a golden jackal headed idol sitting right in the center
  • a book lays at the foot of the altar and namjoon can’t help but wonder if this is the book of the dead
  • he runs over and Scarab tags behind
  • but poor, poor namjoon
  • he gets so excited that he can’t really stop the flow of momentum as he’s running and before he knows what happens he slams into the altar and it starts to teeter back and forth
  • namjoon goes to grab the idol but it falls before he can reach it and it shatters to the floor in a million pieces
  • immediately the flames are extinguished
  • a harsh breeze whips through the front doors and successfully shuts them
  • the temperature in the room has dropped to negative degrees and namjoon is immediately shivering
  • he spins around to see what’s going on
  • and suddenly this voice booms in the room
  • namjoon immediately looks up towards the ceiling
  • “no you moron, i am the god of hell, i’m down here”
  • so namjoon looks at the floor
  • “i, the great god anubis, have been awakened because my sacred idol has been brutally murdered”
  • “actually, since it was an inanimate object, it really couldn’t have been mur-”
  • “SILENCE I AM TRYING TO TALK YOU STALE PIECE OF BREAD”
  • anyway,,,
  • “since you have destroyed mini me, i am going to have to punish you”
  • “well i gotta be home in a few hours, you see, my ‘rents don’t really know i’m out here right now”
  • and there’s this groan from hell and anubis is like “you know what brat, fight me, i was gonna give a big elaborate speech about how im gonna curse you, but no, nope, im just gonna do it, right here, right now”
  • and with that namjoon falls to the floor, unconscious
  • he’s not dead
  • we would know that if namjoon didn’t cut people off all the dang time
  • he’s sleeping for like 3000 years or something i am so bad at math don’t make me give you an exact time
  • anyway…
  • namjoon’s parents wake up the next morning and go to check on their darling son only to realize, he is not snoring in bed!
  • they panic and suddenly the whole city is on alert and since there was no wifi or cellphones back then, it takes half the day or so for the temple to relate the information back to the pharoah
  • ofc everyone thinks he’s dead like boy is not breathing and neither is his cat
  • they are immediately like time to set up the funeral procession
  • and this is where mummy namjoon comes in
  • okay so anyway, the egyptians thought the brain wasn’t necessary so they removed it through their noses
  • and let the body sit in salt for sixty days so it would dry out
  • but there was so much scandal involving namjoon like was he murdered, was he ill, was it a beetle??
  • that his parents are like you know what jUST PUT HIM IN THE SARCOPHAGUS
  • therefore bby joon is left perfectly intact
  • but they bury him with all his books and his cat has his own little sarcophagus along side him and they make sure to decorate the inside of his tomb with lots of mythology drawings
  • okay
  • but now
  • now flash forward to all those years later
  • anubis wasn’t super mean like he could’ve made things way worse, but he promised that whenever namjoon would awake, he would have the gift of speech so he wouldn’t be speaking all these ancient tongues right
  • namjoon is now waking up
  • he stretches and hits his head on hard stone and he’s like wth is this i was on the floor like two seconds ago
  • he manages to push his lid off and then he tries to stand up but then he hits his head on something else and it’s a weird material he’s never seen before
  • it’s glass
  • just a little fyi
  • he rubs his forehead and curses and he finds that he’s still in his spicy prince clothes so that’s a good sign
  • he sees scarab’s baby case beside him and lets him out
  • he looks around to see what’s going on because right now he’s just laying on his back, like he’s taking a nap or something
  • he pokes his head up to take a better look
  • there’s a lady standing there in the ugliest clothes namjoon has ever seen
  • he waves to her and she shrieks bloody murder
  • another person is standing there as well
  • namjoon thinks this person is rather good looking
  • namjoon is staring at this person
  • namjoon realizes this person is not screaming
  • this person is YOU!
  • you squint at him and then you gasp and drop the book you were holding and you run over to the glass
  • you put your greasy hands all over it just how the museum curators hate and within seconds you are trying to remove the glass lid because this museum sucks and doesn’t lock anything up
  • namjoon stares down at you and you kinda !! “run you idiot!”
  • you motion him to follow you and he jumps out of the glass and falls on his face and you have to help him up
  • and scarab, well you grab him
  • and now you are holding on to his hand, and the two of you are sprinting for your lives as siren and alarms go off, and security guards chase after you
  • you manage to bust out of that place alive and before namjon can even begin to adjust to what’s going on you stuff him in the passenger seat of your car and you two are speeding off down the highway
  • “oh my gOD” is all you can say
  • “wait which one, are we talking about anubis, because if so i have some words-”
  • “nO nO YOURE THE UNNAMED PRINCE”
  • “um actually im namjoon, what’s this chariot called btw, it’s a little concerning”
  • you face palm
  • “you’re the prince! the one that they found dead on the temple floor, and your name got erased throughout history because everyone thought it was a myth, but i knew that you were real, see, i love this kind of stuff, and ive been watching conspiracy theories, and there was writing on the temple wall that said you were, and i-”
  • you stop yourself because namjoon looks so utterly confused and you kinda just… oh right, probably needs some time to adjust
  • so you start over
  • “you’ve been sleeping for three thousand years. you’re awake now. with me. in my time. where things are much different”
  • and boy howdy, namjoon finds this out first hand
  • you know there’s no place for namjoon to go, like you can’t just abandon him on the streets
  • and he’s really scared to go outside because why do these chariots make so much NOISE
  • and so you’re like well i guess he can stay with me until i figure out what the heck to do with a mummy,,,
  • it’s like baby sitting
  • namjoon is scared of everything
  • especially the shower
  • the first day you get him home you’re like yo my pal yoongi left some clothes here, they’re all black but that’s okay right?
  • and namjoon just stares at them in disgust right
  • but he goes to get the shower and you sit down to make your tea and check the news
  • but then there is horrified screaming
  • you run into the bathroom and find namjoon wrapped in the shower curtain, eyes wide and face white as a sheet
  • you stick your hand under the faucet head and give him a ? look
  • “plz you need to shower you smell like sand”
  • and he shakes his head and so you go, and stand under the shower and soak your favorite shirt in the process
  • it takes him like seven years to actually finish in the shower and when you go to make sure he is alive, he is sitting on your bed, dripping with water, completely shirtless, only wearing yoongi’s much too small jeans
  • you inhale sharply and make prayer hands bcuz boy howdy are you gonna need some help with this one
  • he’s really scared of the toaster too
  • like the bread pops out and he shrieks and throws a shoe at it and totally knocks the thing off your counter and breaks it
  • yikes
  • he expects to be treated like a king now that he has awoken and you are not having that in your house
  • like he will give you a look “i want a book”
  • “are your legs broken?”
  • “ i want a book please”
  • and you just glare at him and he sulks and you finally give in because you cannot resist the power of the puppy eyes and the dimples
  • he still wants to fight anubis though okay like this is always on the forefront of his mind
  • okay but but but
  • namjoon right, lived in the desert right
  • so the first few nights you let him have the bed or whatever but then you banish him to the couch because you have stuff you gotta do and it’s hard when your spine is all dislodged
  • but the night that you banish him to the couch okay
  • you wake up the next morning with him in your bed and he’s clinging onto you for dear life and you are all blushy but also !!!
  • and he wakes up after you shove him seventy thousand times and he looks up at you with the most innocent smile “i was cold. I’m not used to this weather.”
  • “namjoon wth i can get you some blankets”
  • so that night you tuck him in with your favorite sock monkey blanket plus seven hundred more
  • but gUESS WHAT
  • he ends up in your bed again!!
    the audacity
  • you roll over to find him drooling on your arm
  • “namjoon”
  • he openes one eye then buries his face in your back
  • “namjoon, what’s the real issue”
  • and he gets all quiet and you’re like he’s just trying to make me feel bad
  • “i’m scared that i’m gonna get cursed again”
  • and your heart just breaks because that is not allowed in your house, oh no, nobody hurts your baby
  • “hey, those guys don’t exist anymore, it’s okay” and you stroke the hair from his eyes and give him your sweetest smile
  • he nods but you can tell he’s still scarred so you take him to the kitchen and you grab a whisk and you’re like “this is the most powerful weapon of my time, if he shows his furry ass here, i will whack him okay?”
  • and namjoon nods but after that you don’t really mind his clinginess too much…
  • you don’t actually mind namjoon at all
  • like at first he’s pretty entitled and he expects you to wait on him and foot
  • like his favorite is to lounge on the couch and ask you to feed him grapes and fan him
  • this doesn’t happen
  • but you do like to stay up late and show him news and pictures of modern egypt and show him everything that’s become of the old world
  • his eyes get all wide and he flails around excitedly like a puppy and he gets so emotional when looking at it all
  • ahh also btw
  • you make him think that you’re a magician right
  • you say something in latin like “veni, vidi, vici”
  • and then flip the lights on and he gets so excited that he starts to jump up and down and flails his arms around like a duckling and runs over and tackles you and asks you if you’ll teach him everything you know
  • he gets the same way with ceiling fan and he’s like “since when were the gods so attractive wow i just wanna kiss your face”
  • and you don’t really know when you fall in love but you do because he’s so pure and he’s so passionate and curious and excitable and he’s so adorable when he wears your bathrobe especially mm hmm
  • still has a habit of wandering around the house shirtless but that’s okay with you
  • what’s not okay is all these people who call him a god bcuz no he’s yours and you will not tolerate random people drooling over you whenever you guys go out
  • like um yes namjoon is gorgeous but he is yours and that makes you grab his hand and pull him close because “those loud chariots are here again and i don’t want you to get scared”
  • you know he’s officially the one when he calls scarab you guys baby
  • wowow you’re so in love
  • okay but
  • you’re extra tired one day and it’s cold and you just wanna sleep and you bury yourself in all the blankets
  • namjoon comes out from the bathroom and laughs because you’re just buried
  • “oh who’s the mummy now?”
  • and you poke your head from the blankets “uh me?”
  • and he laughs and he comes to be rude and yank the blankets off of you but then he trips and falls onto you
  • you’re staring up at him and he’s blushing and you’re smiling
  • and you lean up and kiss him
  • and he kisses back
  • and it’s sloppy and lazy but it leaves you wanting more and before you know it you’re running late for work because you and namjoon have spent the last thirty minutes being gross and kissy and snuggly together
  • okay okay but but to wrap things up get it wrap
  • you come home one day and you’re like !! namjoon i have a surprise !!
  • “did you take off work tomorrow so we can sit and cuddle and kiss”
  • “even better!!”
  • and he laughs and pulls you onto his lap because he’s touchy and he still needs your protection from anubis and all what a baby
  • and you fumble through your bag and pull out some pieces of paper and then hand them over
  • his  brows scrunch up and he glances down at them, them up at you
  • and then within seconds he’s tackled you to the couch and he’s peppering your face with kisses
  • the tickets to cairo fall to the floor
  • because all you two can think about in that moment is how much you love each other

I don’t know how well this fits, but when I was younger I liked quite a few anime but didn’t really know that it was it’s own separate “thing” in the world of animation. I was a big fan of the different teaching muyos that came on toonami, but I couldn’t really follow gundam wing, it was a little political for an 11 year old. Fast forward to eighth grade and I met this girl, we’ll just call her Naomi, because I don’t think she’ll ever read this. She was in my core class. At my school all of our math, science, English, social studies happened in the same classroom with the same students, and the teachers would rotated into the classrooms to teach us those subjects. That’s what a core class was. And our electives were saved for the after lunch portion of the day and we were split up into classes with students from other core classes.

All of my friends from the previous 2 years were in different core classes so I didn’t really have anyone to talk to for half the day. A few weeks pass and I made one or two friends in class, but none I feel like having over to my house or anything. But one day I see Naomi reading a graphic novel with an art style similar to what I had been seeing on toonami. So I ask her what she’s reading and she explains to me what Manga was and we bond over our mutual love for outlaw star. (the Manga was get backers btw and she let’s me borrow the first few volumes a few days later)

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