this is the movie that's in my eye brain right now

I was really struggling this week. Working way too hard, skipping breaks and meals, not staying hydrated, not showering, not taking my meds. it was bad. even at the busiest times, self-care is so so important. if I needed help, then I’m probably not the only one. all of these lil ideas are small and relatively easy and I highly doing something nice for yourself, even if it’s not on the list. hope you all have a wonderful day/week/year. 

(my personal favourites in bold)

  1. drink some cold water
  2. wash your hands and face with cool water
  3. make some tea
  4. get a blanket and snuggle it around you
  5. snuggle an animal/stuffed animal
  6. buy your favorite candy from the gas station
  7. close your eyes and listen to your fav song on repeat for 10 mins
  8. put on some throwback jams (high school musical, mamma mia, 90s, u do u) and dance around ur room in ur undies 
  9. make a calming playlist
  10. call a friend/relative just to say hi and hear someone else’s voice
  11. rewatch cute/funny/happy clips from ur fav tv show/band/movie on youtube
  12. put on a skirt and twirl (yes boys/agenders/trans u can do this too)
  13. scribble really hard with black pen on a blank page and scream
  14. look at the sky/moon/sunset/sunrise/stars
  15. write
  16. watch kitten/puppy/small animal live streams on youtube
  17. go outside, even if its just by ur front door, and take some deep breaths
  18. eat something - fruit, veggies are best
  19. change ur contacts/clean ur glasses if you wear those
  20. change your underwear
  21. if u can’t get urself to shower, wash off w a damp washcloth/baby wipe
  22. put on a cute/comfy outfit that makes you feel good about urself
  23. dont put eye makeup on so you can rub your eyes & they wont feel heavy
  24. stretch, do some yoga or meditate
  25. get a breathing/meditation app and use it (headspace is gr8)
  26. take a nap
  27. go to bed before 11 pm
  28. brush your teeth
  29. turn off bright harsh lights and use smaller, warmer lamps
  30. unplug. give your eyes/brain a break from screens for a half hour
  31. get one of those pet/family apps/games and care for someone else for a change
  32. find cool people on tumblr and send them anonymous compliments (that you actually think are true - spread love)
  33. find a quote, write it/print it nicely and stick it on ur wall
  34. watch a new movie
  35. boil some cinnamon sticks/vanilla bean for 5 mins so ur house smells pretty. if in ur room, use essential oil drops or candles
  36. make your bed
  37. vacuum 
  38. wipe down ur desk w some disinfectant
  39. clean something - a backpack, small area, fluff ur pillow, put away one shirt
  40. do your makeup all pretty and nice just because/dress up just because
  41. research into your dream job/vacation/city/whatever
  42. open up pages/canva/photshop/etc and make something just for fun
  43. build a fort and crawl under it
  44. find an easy diy and do it/ be proud of ur creative genius
  45. make a list of things that make you happy. stick it somewhere you’ll see it all the time
  46. print a picture of someone/thing that’s pissing u off and throw things at it (tape it to a dart board if u have one)
  47. reread a book that makes you happy
  48. clip your nails, clean the dirt from under them
  49. send some good old fashioned snail mail to someone u like just for fun
  50. take some selfies if you’re feelin it (see #40)
  51. fuzzy socks. enough said. 
  52. make yourself a fancy meal/cocktail/coffee/tea latte/drink/whatevs
  53. open ur window or put on a fan/air purifier. get some air circulating
  54. draw, even if u think u suck. 
  55. reach out to kids help phone (canada) or a suicide hotline if you need to talk to someone about more serious matters. you deserve help and care and support. (message me if you need resources)
  56. donate to a local animal shelter (if u have the means obviously)
  57. go for a walk/run/bike ride
  58. put on a face mask
  59. take a bubble path
  60. shave ur legs and moisturize
  61. moisturize 
  62. bake some cookies
  63. go on spotify/youtube and find some new music you love
  64. make a really fun upbeat playlist for next time u get the aux cord
  65. scroll through some wholesome or funny meme accounts. whatever you’re in the mood for. 
  66. take some cool pictures of whatever you want
  67. change up your room in any small ( or big) way that you can
  68. teach urself a new skill on youtube (simple like a hair style, or complicated like an instrument, whatever u want)
  69. sign up to volunteer at a library/homeless shelter/soup kitchen/retirement home/daycare center/etc. help those who need it. be giving. 
  70. put on sad music and cry. let ur mascara run. be dramatic. let it out.
  71. put rock music on and stomp and scream throw (soft) things. let it out. 
  72. teach urself the words to a fast rap song thats cool right now so you can impress ur friends/classmates/family
  73. print off some kid colouring pages and dont stay inside the lines
  74. brush your hair, take it out of a ponytail if its been like that for a while, or put it up if its down and in ur way
  75. diy a hair mask (coconut oil) and do that
  76. exfoliate ur whole body and feel like a whole new person
  77. clear out ur phone/laptop. delete old messages, numbers of people u dont like/hang out with, get rid of photos of shitty friends, apps u dont use, etc
  78. find cards against humanity online (or if u have it use the cards) and play with urself - make funny matches just because
  79. empty a drawer (or multiple) and fold ur stuff neatly
  80. do something that will make u sweat (gym, dance, clean) then take a nice shower
  81. take a second to listen to ur body. unclench muscles that are clenched, fix ur poster, massage/stretch tight areas
  82. move to a different area of the house for a little while. clear ur head. 
  83. go out, anywhere. window shop, go to a coffee shop/library and work. people watch if ur broke. 
  84. update your planner
  85. make Pinterest board/real life vision of things that make you happy for when in this situation again
  86. find a youtuber you like and watch their videos
  87. lie on the floor, listen to music and do nothing for a while
  88. give yourself a pep talk in the mirror and then stand like superman for a few mins. sounds silly but it works. its called powerposing. look it up. 
  89. repeating this bc important: hydrate!!!
  90. start a new tv show
  91. order something online so u have something to look forward to
  92. go sit with a family member and keep them company. u dont have to talk to them. 
  93. the app ‘trump dump’ will make u feel better about the current us political situation
  94. read happy news: find stories of students doing something cool, women kicking ass, men being amazing, whatever. bonus points if this inspires u
  95. sort your garbage from recycling and help the environment
  96. smile at people you see just because. smiling is good and nice. 
  97. look at old pictures of u and ur fav people
  98. go through old yearbooks and take a second to appreciate how far you’ve come
  99. go to a park and watch kids play. remember what it’s like to be young. realize you are still young. go on the swings and go as high as u can
  100. play in a sandbox just because u still can

xo soph

1/5 back to school 2017 masterposts

school is starting soon (or has already started) and i also wanted to somehow thank you guys for 7k in a way other than the usual blog rate or blog awards. keep a look out for the other 4!

this is a collab with @studyruels. his masterpost is on making an aftetschool routine which you can check out here!

now, i’m naturally a morning person. i just am, and i always have been. no matter how late i go to bed my body thinks it’s a great idea to noT sleep in and wake up at 6 am every day (’: here are a few things i do to make it a little easier and enjoy my mornings!

1. GO TO BED EARLY. this is honestly a no brainer but STOP SPENDING HOURS ON YOUR PHONE WTH like it’s so harmful for your eyes and your mind and your brain and your body will thank you in the morning when your eyes aren’t burning with exhaustion. 

1.a. when i decided to stop being an irresponsible smol child who tried to stay up every night, i started setting alarms for going to sleep. so like at 9:00 (ok ik thats pretty early but thats usually when i go to bed), or maybe that’ll be like 10:00 or 10:30 for you so that you can go to bed around 11. but anyways, when you hear this alarm, it’s time to get off of your phone or laptop (-: send your gn streaks and texts, close insta (log out if u have to), and shut it all down. soon after, you will start to notice how tired you actually are without all that blue light distracting you !!!

2. read! this is a personal favorite just because i’m a huge nerd but reading right before bed is just killing 2 birds with one stone: you’re exercising your mind and subconsciously improving your writing skills (vocabulary and grammar) while making yourself very tired!! if you think reading, especially at night, is boring, you aren’t reading the right books for you.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

3. prepare yourself for the morning so it seems less dreadful. OPEN YOUR BLINDS BEFORE BED JUST DO IT OMG you will wake up with the sun. do a little miniclean of your room before bed so you’re not waking up to yesterday’s disaster. make your coffee the night before and leave it in the fridge if you like it iced in the morning. plan out what you’re going to wear tomorrow, as well as your lunch. shower (so u sleep better and/or dont have to do it in the morning) and brush your teeth. pamper yourself. set up fairy lights. just do anything that will cause you to wake up and go “jeez glad i did that last night; now i have more time and peace of mind”. 

4. find something to look forward to in the morning. this might be going to get coffee or tea with a friend in the morning, getting to wear the cute outfit and eat the delicious lunch that you prepped last night, or remembering that you’re going to see a movie after school. whatever it may be, let it motivate you to get up and start your day as soon as possible. 

5. turn off/disable snooze. do it. if your alarm app can’t do this, install an app that can. i also like to set up my alarm so that i have to do some challenging mental math to turn it off. 

5.a. make your alarm something that will cause you to get up. it doesn’t necessarily have to be something really annoying. it can be something upbeat and light that puts you in a good mood for the day. however, if you’re a really heavy sleeper then you might want to make it some obnoxious and loud sound so that you will be motivated just to get out of bed and turn it off. 

6. put your phone across the room. we’ve all heard of this one but most of us are too lazy to do it. at night, when you whip out that book, log off all your social media and then put your phone somewhere so far that you’ll have to physically get out of bed and turn off the alarm.

7. make your bed suit your aesthetic. this derives from the basic “make your bed” tip. sure, you can make your bed, and sure, it might motivate you to not get back in. but if you really struggle with this, buy one of those prepackaged bed sets that has a nice color scheme. once you make your bed, you’re not going to want to ruin that aesthetic tbh

8. keep a consistent sleep schedule, even on the weekends!! i’m not saying you have to wake up at 6 am even on saturdays, but don’t go from waking up at 6 to waking up at 12. maybe push your wake up time to 8:30 or 9 latest on the weekends. as you get used to waking early (and sleeping early, too!) you can slowly push back your weekend wake up time earlier and earlier until it’s almost identical to the time you wake up when you have school.

i hope this helps! good luck with this school year, everyone!

That’s My Girl

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Summary: Jensen breaks your plans for the evening but he makes it up to you.

Prompt: “That’s not a good enough reason to get married.”

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Requested: @arryn-nyx

“I can’t believe you’re bailing on me!”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you, Y/N!” Of course Jensen subjects you to his dazzling signature smile, the one that reminds you of kittens and rainbows and all of that corny shit.

He drags you in for an insanely tight hug as if that will make your moodiness disappear. Well, the joke’s on you because it’s starting to work. Damn his perfect physique. How are you supposed to stay pissed when an attractive man who smells delicious is touching you? 

You gather up enough super strength to shake those distracting thoughts away. There’s no way in hell that you’re letting him off the hook this time. Nice try, buddy.

But Jensen’s only wearing a thin, white t-shirt, allowing you to feel every one of his god damn muscles. Fuck. The man knows what he’s doing, his hotness has gotten him out of more than you’d like to admit. To be fair, it definitely works both ways. All you have to do is bite your bottom lip and he’s fucking putty in your hands. Silly boy.

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Who Do You Love More?

Pairing: Archie Andrews x Reader

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Cursing, Long AF, pretty shitty

Request: Can I have a Archie Andrews imagine asap? Where the reader is his ex and she comes back to riverdale after the summer and is best friend with b, v, and jug and arch still likes her and she still likes him. Anyway she finds out that he is with ms grundy and she says he need to figure out what he is doing with his life. You can figure out how it ends thanks xx

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thehundredbellarke  asked:

hey!! congrats on 1.5k followers that's AWESOME and we loved caramelkru but mellamymake is so cute too! <3 can we request a fic? with the prompt "we drunk-kissed but you forgot about it and i don’t know how to act around you anymore wtf" or "okay i get that there are no seats left in this cafe but like i am trying to read here no you cannot have this chair my feet are using it thank you very much please get out of my face now” au please? Thanks for doing this :)

ahhh thanks you guys! ty for all the love <3 it’s def very much reciprocated!


[also on ao3]

“You’re late,” Raven announces when Bellamy walks in, barely looking up from where she’s shaking M&M’s into a bowl with a distinct air of mild vengeance. “The last time we did movie night, you gave me all kinds of shit for being, like, two minutes late. And now, you’re late. So, A+ for hypocrisy, I guess, assho—”

“Shut up,” Bellamy says automatically, ducking into the kitchen with a furtive glance down the hallway. A chorus of muffled laughter drifts in from the living room, a small whoop from Jasper ringing clear above the noise. “Is Clarke here?”

Raven tears her gaze away from her snacks to raise a brow at him. “Of course Clarke is here. Why the hell wouldn’t Clarke be here? Why would you come all the way in here just to—” Her eyes widen, and she drops the bag of M&M’s onto the counter, turning to face him. “What the hell did you do?”

“Nothing,” he says defensively, crossing his arms in front of him. “Nothing’s up. Why would you think something’s up?”

Raven’s sharp gaze narrows. “Because you walked in here to find out if Clarke was here instead of just going in there and, I don’t know, using your eyeballs?” She cocks her head, face scrunching in suspicion. “Also, I didn’t ask what was up. I asked what did you do.”

For a brief moment, Bellamy pauses to think about what it would be like to attempt lying to Raven, just to get out of this awkward situation.

It takes him approximately two point four seconds to arrive at the conclusion that it would most likely be far less awkward if he chose not to attempt it at all.

He takes a deep breath, glancing warily over his shoulder. “Okay, fine. If you must know — last night, Clarke and I were hanging out—”

Big shocker,” Raven deadpans, one brow arched. “Continue.”

“And we were— well, we had a few drinks—”

Raven snorts. “Even bigger shocker. And?”

“And then,” he says, his voice strained. “And then we… kissed.”


Raven frowns. “And … ?”

He reels back a step, unsure how to react to her total lack of surprise. “And… that’s it. We got a little too drunk, and we— we kissed. By accident.”

Raven rolls her eyes. “God. You two are literally the most boring couple that aren’t actually a couple to have ever existed in the history of forever.”

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Dive Part 5

Photo creds to @levitann on tumblr


Jungkook x reader

Warnings: Smut, strong language,

Subject: Smut, Angst

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Anonymous said to :

I would like to make a request and I wish you can make it a series. BTS- Jungkook. Smut- it doesn’t matter, anything does it. Angst- 3 (he uses you but you catch feelings and because of it you don’t seem to notice he’s using you, until one day.) sorry if that doesn’t makes sense. AU- 2,5 and you can make something on your own too. I JUST REALLY LOVE ANGST, SO PLEASE MAKE PURE ANGST OUT OF IT, I AM FEELING SAD THESE DAYS, I LIKE TO CRY! 😊😊😙😙😍

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Totally Not Scared || Cheryl Blossom

Originally posted by stiles-lydia

Requested : Just some Cheryl fluff. R and her are a couple and R is sleeping over at C’s for the first time. R is super afraid of the dark and ghosts (and mirrors) and since those things are practically everywhere at thornhill (well except the ghosts maybe) sleeping over there is her personal hell but she doesn’t tell C because R thinks she’s childish for being afraid of that stuff. Then something happens where R is left alone for a short time and she freaks out and C comforts/cuddles R afterwards.

[A/N] : I didn’t even watch the conjuring bc i was too scared so idk if it was scary or not but just imagine some scary movie instead.


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-Honda Center was really bad at letting everyone in on time we got in literally at 8
-But it’s chill we made it to our seats in time
-Okay so they started w Not Today and I literally died on the spot
-Jimin was so extra he was like a walking sin
-Jungkook was adorable and his English was so good
-Hobi’s smile literally shined its way to my heart
-Yoongi. Yoongi. Yoongi. Every time I looked at him I wanted to cry because I was like ???? He is literally the most beautiful and amazing man on the planet and I was feet away from him W O W
-Their solo stages were all perfect. Like literally I can’t even describe them in words
-Namjoon’s hit me so hard I started crying Reflection is so good
-The special effects were on POINT
-So they played Baepsae second and let me tell you I was NOT ready for those hip thrusts especially Yoongi’s I literally stopped breathing
-Anyways back to the solo stages
-Jungkook’s was so good his dance was AMAZING LIKE BOY CAN MOVE HIS BODY WOW he seriously did so so so good I cant
-Jimin’s was straight gorgeous like he has 0 flaws 10/10 would die for Park Jimin
-Yoongi’s made me cry also because the emotion was basically tangible. Boy is so passionate.
-Literally Yoongi is perfect someone help
-Jin basically made me cry too good job with those high notes I fell over inside
-21st Century Girl was also so fun you could tell they were just having a blast and like they all killed me at the same time it was magical
-ALSO THEY RANDOMLY performed Dope like I was not expecting that and it was SO GOOD THE BEAT WAS INCREDIBLE
-Lost was hecka emotional my vocal line is so good
-So at one point they did this giant mashup of a ton of their older songs like N.O. started playing and I was like hOLD UP
-Like War of Hormone too I think and tons of their other songs and Kookie started rapping and I was like THROWBACK TO THE FIRST TIME I DIED
-Like Mama was L I T and then at the end he just kind of said really quickly “THANKS MOM” and it was HILARIOUS
-Boy Meets Evil was so intense I pooped
-Literally as soon as it started I was just like “oh no”
-If u didn’t know Cypher was the song I was most pumped about bc Yoongi’s rap k i l l s me
-All 3 of them were wearing these like crazy sugar daddy robes RIP
-So Namjoon comes out just blasting right
-And I fell over inside again but this time I actually died
-Like they were so freakin lit I’m dead
-Hobi slayed everyone within the first 2 seconds of his part
-Okay yes anyways
-Cypher ended my life the end
-jk moving on before I have another heart attack
-So after Cypher I’m WINDED
-oh no
-I’ve seen the fancams
-Like the dance break toward the end just
-J I M I N
-Also side note like most of the time when the whole group was performing I couldn’t take my eyes off of Namjoon he just has such a strong stage presence and he’s SO TALL I LOVE HIM
-okay where were we
-oh yes fire
-after fire they talked for a little bit and it was cute and my voice disappeared bc I screamed too hard during Cypher
-So I know I’m skipping around everywhere sorry it’s all I giant mushy jumble in my brain
-But they did Run at one point and it was so exciting bc they had giant gold streamers just shoot everywhere and I felt like I was in a movie it was so perfect
-Did I already talk about 21st century girl? I think so BUT
-It was so lit okay so lit
-So after that they talked to us again for a while and their English was so good you could tell they were trying and I LOVED IT
-They looked AMAZING during it like wow the most attractive men in the world I swear
-So then Namjoon was like “bYE” and they all ran off stage and we were like ??????
-And so we did the rainbow ocean thing and I wanted to cry again
-So united and wow
-so after like 5 minutes of all of us just yelling
-They came out and did Outro:Wings and it was so good bc they were on the close stage and I swear Namjoon is so attractive help I’m swerving
-Oops ok here we go
-So after Wings they talked and again they were so good??? AND AND
-Namjoon was like “I’d like to take this time to thank my mom for emphasizing learning English because now I can talk to you guys”
-And I cried again bc Joonie luvs his mom how sweet I’m dead
-Yoongi was like “never forget me” and I was like BOI I COULDNT IF I TRIED
-Jungkook seriously sounded so fluent I was so proud
-Jimin was adorable
-Hopie was wild
-Tae was also wild
-Jin is so so so funny and cute
-Rapmon looks amazing in baseball hats
-So then after they talked rapmon was like “Kay last song”
-And again we were all like ??????
-But then 2!3! Started and I was like
-Here come the tears
-Like they were all just standing in a line on the close stage and they were so emotional I was so emotional everyone was emotional
-Jin hit those high notes like a god
-Jimin hit those high notes like a god
-Tae and Jungkook ended my life too
-Rap line was so passionate I could see Yoongi’s neck veins
-So after 2!3! Namjoon’s like “Kay last song” AGAIN
-and I was just like STOP LYING
-And then Spring Day started playing and I just lost it
-It was so emotional
-They were so beautiful
-Oh yeah and at one point You Never Walk Alone was playing while this video played about how all the recent concepts are intertwined and IT ACTUALLY MADE SENSE
-It was talking about how it was seven boys with one heart and one boy with seven hearts and they all reflected each other and were only happy and able to smile when they’re together IM SOBBING
-That probably made no sense to u guys I’m sorry
-After Spring Day ended they all came out on the stage and ran around and smiled and danced and were super cute and
-I just couldn’t believe I was actually there
-With them
-I’m so grateful
-so so grateful
-They stayed and ran around the stage for a good ten minutes and then it was all over
-My friend and I were just in shock we sat there dying for like fifteen minutes after it ended
-Just like freaking out right
-and we were waiting at a corner
-I can’t even describe how beautiful he was even through a car window like he was FLAWLESS his eyes were so big and beautiful WO W
-I doubt anyone actually read this far so I doubt anyone will know that that happened to me BUT JDNDKDJDFMDFJEKDMSLNDKSAMKXNSLDFJEKXKDNKDJC
-Overall it was probably the greatest night of my life and totally worth driving across the country for. 11/10 would do again in a heartbeat.
-If you guys have any questions or want to freak out w me please message me!!!!!

anonymous asked:

kiribaku + 🤐 -Silent Laughter! (~un.)

i kno silent laughter is actually a Thing but the first thing my brain went to was ‘laughter but …. they gotta be silent” lmao so thats where i took this becuz i love that trope ahhh

It’s late, one of the last showings of the film, and there’s only a handful of others in the theater. Kirishima was kind of hoping they’d be completely alone so they could make out during the boring parts, but oh well. This is fine too.

Bakugou’s arm is slung over the back of Kirishima’s seat, and Kirishima has the arm rest pushed up so he can lean into Bakugou’s side. This is their weekly date night, after all. He gets to be as mushy and affectionate as he wants. 

“You said this is an action movie, right?” Kirishima whispers. 

Shh,” Bakugou hisses, and then quietly, “yea, it’s action.”

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“Please tell me you didn’t kill someone, I’m not ready for that yet” & “if you don’t shut up, my inner Latina will throw a chancla at you.”

#19 & #29 with Sebastian Stan

Warnings: non

Type: requested

You’d never had imagined yourself working in the police force. Sure, when you were younger like every little kid you went through every job there could’ve been, and police had been there, but when you graduated high school and didn’t decide what you wanted to do, you chose criminology out of the blue, and here you were 10 years later, at the ripe age of 28 working as a CSI detective in LA.

You had just gotten the job working in LA. Before that you were just a CSI for the little police station your hometown had. You never did much there. You would just inspect break ins and robberies to see if you could get a lead on who had down it. You had not yet experienced the big stuff.

It was an mid afternoon on a Thursday when the head of the CSI department came into your workspace. It was te first time since you had been here that you had been approached by your section boss outside of a meeting.

“Y/L/N, we got a job for you.”

You stood up from your seat and approached him “What do you need me to do sir?”

He handed you a yellow folder which was filled with some papers about the case. “It’s a break in and robbery up in the Hollywood Hills. Some actor apparently, wants someone to go check the scene out.”

You nodded, looking through the file. “Should I head over there now?”

Your boss nodded. “Yea, he asked for immediate assistance. So get your equipment ready and go over there. The address is on the first page of the booklet. Some cops will be over later in the afternoon to ask some questions and help with the clean up, apparently whoever broke in made a mess.”

“Well okay then, I’ll just grab my things and get going.”


Some time later you found yourself outside a big house up in the hills. You were quite taken aback by the house, never having seen one so big. You could just imagine the importance and net worth of the person living in it. You walked up the steps, equipment in hand. You hesitated a bit before you rang the doorbell.

This was your first big job since having gotten to LA and the fact that it was aparrently for some big shot actor, you were determined to do your best, not only to impress your boss but everyone else in your station. You were taken out of your thoughts when the sound of the door opening caught your attention.

The man who opened the door didn’t really seem that familiar to you. Sure his face was one you had seen before but you couldn’t remember where. It was a nice face though. He had really pretty eyes and nice bone structure. The shadow of a beard adorned his face. He was tall as well, much more so than you, not only that, but he was extremely well built as well.

You stopped soaking the guy in before he noticed it and it got uncomfortable. Not wanting to seem more of a creep than what you were sure you already seemed like you stood up straight and were about to introduce yourself. But before you could you noticed a big black garbage bag behind him, and since you were already nervous enough as it is, your brain and mouth didn’t connect and you said the most stupid thing you could’ve in that moment.

“Please tell me you didn’t kill someone, I’m not ready for that yet!”

The guy seemed taken aback before he looked behind him at the bag then back at you. He did that two more times before he bursted out laughing. You wanted to die. Not only had you just embarrassed yourself of a hot guy, but you managed to do it during you first job ever.

His laughter died down before he spoke. “Yeah, no, thats just a garbage bag filled of my now broken junk. Who ever broke in here made quite the mess.”

“Wait so that’s stuff the intruder broke?” You asked.

“Uh yes, that’s literally what I just said.”

You were a bit panicky now. “So you cleaned up everything the intruder broke? Or is there still more stuff?”

“There’s still more, um why are you asking?”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Oh thank god.”

“Still don’t understand.”

“Oh right yeah, sorry.” You looked up at him again. “The reason I asked was becuase everything that was broken or damaged or in any way touched by the intruder is evidence, evidence I have to analyze to see if we can find who did this and arrest them. But if you in any way come in contact with the evidence the crime scene is tampered with and I wouldn’t be able to analyze it, so it would basically ruin my job.”

He nodded slowly, starting to understand. “Oh, well that’s stupid of me for not thinking that earlier. So I basically almost screwed up your job?”

“In a certain way yes” you replied.

“Well then you’re lucky this is a big place and that I’m such a procrastinator, because there’s still a lot of damaged goods inside you can see.” He stepped sideways in the doorway to let you in. “By the way I’m Sebastian. Welcome to my very damaged home.”

You let out a small chuckle. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, I’m with the CSI division for the LA police department.“

Well nice meeting you miss Y/N. come on let me show you to one of the many damaged rooms in this house.”

He starting walking to another room in the house and you followed behind him. Once you found a good enough spot you laid out your equipment and started to gather evidence.


“So are these test like.. instant? Like would we know right now who did it?”

You had been in Sebastian’s house for about an hour now. For the most part he had left you alone to your testing and collecting, going of to do something, but he had come back a while later and had been asking you questions for a good 15 minutes. At first you had been answering with full sentences, but at this stage you were a bit annoyed and you only wanted to do your job, so you reduced your answers to simple yes, no’s and shrugging.


He was quiet for a bit before asking yet another question. “So like was this carrer choice always a front runner or was it like, I don’t know, spontaneous?”


“That’s not really a yes or no question.”

You quickly turned your head in his direction and looked at him through slit eyes. “Look Sebastian not to be rude or anything but, if you don’t shut up, my inner Latina will throw a chancla at you!”

He stayed quiet and looked at you with a curious glance. “Isn’t a chancla a flip flop, how would you throw one at me if you don’t have one?”

You sagged your shoulders. “That’s not the point”

“Well yea but still”

“Don’t challenge me, I’m a CSI, which makes me have a really good eye. I could damn well find one with no problem in no time.” You continued looking at him with slit eyes. “Are you done now? The interview process of this case will take place later when the officers asigned to your case arrive. So I would very much like to finish before that.”

“Right sorry. It’s just I’m bored and well usually I’m the one getting interviewed and well I thought I could interview someone this time.”

“Right, I forgot you’re some sort of celebrity.” You had gone back to putting things in bags and labeling them to know what to test later in your lab.

“Yea I’m an actor. I’m surprised you don’t recognize me, not to sound like a total douche but I’m pretty big right now.”

“I don’t really watch Television.”

You heard him move around a bit before he replied. “I don’t appear on tv, well at least not at the moment. I’m doing movies right now.”

“I haven’t really watched movies recently. Besides I only really watch romance and drama movies.” You replied whilst still working.

He had been quiet for a while which you were grateful for, thinking he was about done with the questions and you could continue working in peace. But that peace was interrupted about five minutes later.

“So you don’t watch action films?”


“So you’ve never seen a marvel film?”

“I thought we had gone over the whole being quiet thing already.” You turned to look at him and he gave you a sheepish smile. “And no I’ve never watched one.”

“Well I guess I’ll invite you to see that one day, that is if you like.”

You turned to completely look at him. “Tell you what, if you stay quiet until I’m done I’ll consider it.”

That got him to shut up.


Once you had finished you gathered all your equipment and were on your way. Yo had finished in good time. Jus as you were leaving the officers that would interview Sebastian arrived.

Sebastián had walked you to your car and had help you with you heavy equipment case.

“Well, the tests should be all complete in about a weeks time. If they find the person responsible for this, the officers in charge of the case will notify you to tell you of the sentence and ask if you want to press additional charges.”

He gave a slight nod, to make you see that he understood what you told him. “Well that’s good to hear. And thank you for coming to analyze the scene and putting up with me.”

You gave him a slight smile. “It was my pleasure and my duty. Hopefully it won’t happen again.”

“Yea hopefully.”

“Well then appears my job here is done. Have a good day Sebastian.” You started walking towards the drivers side of your car but Sebastian stopped you.

“Wait, what about that movie I offered up earlier. Has it been considered. I kept quiet.”

You smirked and shook your head. You continued walking to your car and opened the door, but before getting in you turned to him. “It has been considered. If your really interested you know where to find me.” You got into your car before he could reply and drove of. You wondered how long it would take him to look for you, if he even would at all.


It hadn’t taken long. He had shone up the next day at the station to take you to lunch. And then after he waited for you to get out of work and invited you over to his house to watch a movie in which he starred in. Marvel one.

Before you know it you had watched all three captain America movies, saying that since those were the ones he was in those were the only ones he would show you, not caring if you understood the time line at all. He said he wanted you you see how good he looked in them.

And he did.

lies and deceit

Pairings: jungkook x reader x taehyung 

Genre:  angst | fluff | light smut (later on)

Description: two best friends, both have lies that can hurt you, but one is going to hurt you more than the other. 

Word Count: 2k

a/n: i don’t expect much feedback, i know its not good, i just missed writing and wanted to post something.. i want to make this one as short as possible. i really hope some of you guys like it. thank you so much for reading. 

“Look we need to talk Tae.. I like you. No like doesn’t even cover it… I have stronger feelings for you… I’ve had them for a while now and-” 

You groan and smack your hand against your forehead, that was painful and pathetic. The look on your face as you stared at yourself in the mirror was pathetic, the tone in your voice was pathetic, the sentence structure was pathetic. Every single thing about this was pathetic. Did you really think practicing in front of a mirror would prepare you for the big task of confessing your love for him today? 

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The Children of War 〉Chapter 1

Originally posted by bencemeraketiyidegilim

(Inspired by the Korean Drama, Descendants of the Sun).

🎶  CHEN(첸)XPunch(펀치) _ Everytime l 태양의 후예

“Doctor, am I going to die? Mom and dad won’t tell me anything. I’m scared.”
As my team prepped her for surgery, I gave the little girl my most brilliant smile.
“Do you know who I am, SooJung?”
“You’re Doctor Lu?…”
“That’s right. I’m Lu. I’m 25. The youngest surgeon to ever graduate from Seoul National Institute. I’ve cut open more patients than the oranges you opened in your entire life, and every single one of them survived. I made so many miracles, people calls me Jesus Christ!”.
“Tsh, she’s lying”.
Hanna, a 29 year old anaesthesiologist and also my best friend, said with a smile. “Well, just about the Jesus Christ part. Everything else is absolutely true. These surgeries have a 100% survival rate”.
I smiled, holding SooJung’s little hand.
“You hear that? As long as you are under my knife, you will definitely not die!”
Her eyes sparkled. For the first time in that day they didn’t show fear.
“Wow, you’re so cool! I want to be just like you when I grow up!”
“Well, why not?” I smiled, presenting the most confidence face I could.
In the operation room, there is no room for errors, no room for doubt. We are gods that try to make miracles happen, but we know within every God of live, there’s a God of death. Even if I’m the fastest and most skilled surgeon in the world, as long as I keep practicing, chances are quite big that one day, someone will die in my hands.
SooJung yawned slightly, her eyes closing. Hanna looked up at me and nodded.
That’s right. One day someone will die in my hands.
But today is not that day.

Something warm and dry brushed my cheek and I stirred. There was a hiss and the sounds of footsteps scurrying closer to me.
I heard someone speaking something, but I didn’t recognize who it was.
“Did she just collapsed here?”
Now, this voice. It was a tone that I could recognize anywhere.
“Taehyung?” I blinked but my eyes felt so heavy. I couldn’t even recognize the faces before me.
Shifting, I tried to lift myself up but my entire body gave out on the exact same spot. My cheek hit the floor with a little thud.
Oh right. I fell asleep on the floor didn’t I?
Together with my team, the surgery was a success.
It had taken 8 hours of nonstop work. As soon as I left the operation room, I fell asleep on the corridor.
“Good job Taehyung. You woke her up. It’s not like she needs to rest or anything.”
I could practically hear Hanna rolling her eyes.
Before my brain could cooperate with my eyes, I felt my whole body being lifted up.
Strong arms held me tight against a equal strong chest. It was so comforting and warm.
“Just go back to sleep, Lu”.
Kim Taehyung, my boyfriend, also a surgeon, 25 years old, an incredibly kind, gentle and empathetic person.
As Taehyung whispered against my ear, I could feel his chest rumble. It seemed like he was a giant cat.
I sighed, nuzzling my face into his shirt. It smelled like our bed at home.

Falling asleep at the hospital is not uncommon. I’m the best example of that.
I woke up a few hours later, in my small room at the hospital, shared by me and other two doctors.
I was alone. I groaned and turned over, my face rubbing against the soft sheets. So smooth.
“Hum? Ricky?” I grabbed the small teddy bear in my hands and smiled. “How did you end up here Buddy? I thought I left you at home.”
Ricky is my teddy bear. I have it since I was like one year old.
Finally, I noticed something on the table next to my bed.
A note?
I grabbed the piece of paper and rubbed my eyes before reading it. I could feel my face relaxing into a warm smile.
Taehyung never failed to cheer me up.
“Hey Lu. If you’re reading this, it means I’m still in the operation room doing the bypass. Ricky was so alone in our bed this morning, I had to bring him along. If you get home before I do, there’s chicken nuggets and rice in the fridge. It’s already in a container so you can just put it in the microwave. I love you, see you soon”.
Instead of a signature, there was a chocolate placed on the side of the note. I smiled and touched my own cheeks. They were hot, I was blushing.
It took all of my power not giggle and jump like a little school girl.
Is this guy even real?

I ended up calling my best friend, rambling at her like always.
“Who the heck does that? Seriously. I am in cloud nine.”
“Just Mr.Perfect Doctor Dreamy Kim Taehyung”. Hanna said, laughing at the other side of the line.
“He carried me to bed! And didn’t forget to bring Ricky and the bed smells like him, and he also left me a chocolateeee”.
Hanna made a “ew” sound and I rolled my eyes.
“I’m getting diabetes just listening this.”
“Don’t be such an ass just because you are single hum?”
We continued to talk and laugh while I walked towards the terrace on the last floor. It was a beautiful night.
“It’s not fair Hanna. I feel like I don’t deserve him? He is like perfect, everything he does. What can I do to top this?! Our future kids are totally going to love him more than me.” I faked a crying sound, mouth full of chocolate.

Suddenly, and I swear to God I don’t know what happened, I heard a loud thump and a hiss, and a crying sound too…`
It was one of those horror movie moments where everything seems to move in slow motion.
“Who are you? Last time I checked this is the last floor. How did you get up here?” I asked horrified.
There was a young man, with military clothes, with  slight tanned skin that glowed in the night.
Shadows pooled under his naked collarbones, the muscles rippling under his bruised skin.
BRUISED. Why does he seem like he just arrived from war?
“I’m an angel. I flew”.
I blinked a couple of times, looking at him.
His blood was dripping, yet he was smiling like nothing was wrong. Should I help him? But like, maybe he is some hallucination. I’m too tired lately, maybe it’s exactly what he is.
“I heard your sweet voice and before I knew it, I was here. You’d be amazed at how efficient jetpacks powered by attraction are.” He winked at me, which resulted at me giving a step back in response.
“You’re bleeding..”
He looked down at the blood on his clothes and then back at me and shrugged. Like what? Doesn’t he feel any pain at all?
Before I could say something, a crying sound arrived to my ears.
“That's… That’s a baby on your back?”
I stared at him in disbelief. He started unrapping the bandages that were tying the baby to him, using only one hand. I saw the other one was bruised, injured.
“Oh my God, what is going on?” I asked desperate, as I helped him dealing with the baby, instinctively checking her over to see if she had injuries.
“Come with me”. I said in a hurry, pulling him by his wrist.

We immediately arrived at my small bedroom on the fourth floor and I laid her on the bed, heaving a sigh of relief.
“Is she alright doctor?”
“She seems unhurt.”
He gave me the exact same smile again. “I’m glad”.
He was pretty weird. It was like he was bulletproof.
“She needs a closer examination, but you…”
Before I could finish my sentence, he lost his balance. Instinctively, I took a step forward my arms getting ready to support him. He held my gaze for a brief moment before collapsing on me.
I stumbled backwards, taking his entire weight with my small body.
I knew I should’ve take him to the operation room.
His rapid breathing felt hot on my cheek. The tips of his dark hair tickled my skin.
I could feel his blood seeping down through my white gown.
“It's…cold..” His soft, trembling lips brushed against my ear. At that moment, all the events caught up to my brain.
He was going into shock. If I didn’t do anything…this boy was going to break, for sure.
A scream ripped out of my throat.

I could see what was going to happen next. Images playing in my mind. My team would be alerted. Nurses would take the baby. We would rush him to the operation room, stop the bleeding and replace his blood supplies, talk to him later to see what was wrong, and fix that too…
Care for him until he wakes up, then tell him how cheesy his pickup lines were, and teach him some better ones.
One day, someone would die in my hands.

Today would not be that day.

1934. New years eve. You’re in brooklyn just for a few hours to watch Glenn Miller play before he goes mia during the war. This guy across the room keeps making eyes at you & he’s kinda cute so you smile back & he comes over to talk.
“You know, I know the face of every dame in Brooklyn. So why don’t I know you?”
“I’m from California. Just passing through.”
“Thats a shame”
So he sits down & you get talking. Hours pass but it feels like minutes. Next thing you know hes asking you to dance to what would later be called Moonlight Serenade.
“So how long are you in town for?”
“I’m leaving tonight.”
“So this is all I get?”
“Give me a reason to stay.”
At that moment the music changes and people start counting down to midnight.
“10. 9. 8. 7…”
“Why did you leave california?”
“It wasnt home.”
“I can give you a home. So please, stay. Just for a while.”
“3. 2. 1. Happy new year!”
You go in for the kiss and it’s like instant fireworks. “Happy New Year, Bucky Barnes.” You impulsively decide to stay and wind up moving in with Bucky and his skinny little friend. You start working at the club where you two met as a singer while he works any job he can get. Years pass and you fall madly in love. Then Pearl Harbor is bombed and he gets drafted. On his last night before shipping out he takes you out to the Stark Expo and out dancing and the two of you stay out until sunrise. You go with him to the docks so you can kiss him goodbye one last time before he leaves and right before he gets on the boat he slides a ring on your finger.
“When I get back I want you to make me the luckiest man in the world.”
Months pass and you find yourself alone because even his skinny friend left to go fight in the war. You spend your days reading every paper and listening to the radio praying you never hear his name amongst the dead. Once you hear about the Howling Comandos you spend all your time at the movies watching news reels hoping to see his face again. Then one day your whole world comes crashing down when you hear about what happened on the train so you pack your bags and never look back. Fast forward to modern day. Bucky is out of cryo. Every trace of Hydra is gone from his brain. He decides to move back to Brooklyn because it was the last place he ever felt truly happy. Then one day, at the local farmers market, he sees a girl that looks identical to you but brushes it off as his mind playing tricks on him. Except he keeps seeing that girl everywhere around town. One day he sees the girl and notices a very familiar ring on her finger. He gets up the courage to ask her about it.
“Excuse me, miss. Where did you get that ring?”
“My fiancé gave it to me before …”
You turn to face the man and fall silent, tears springing to your eyes.
You practically knock him off his feet with the force of your hug, trying to hide your sobs in his chest.
“Kitty? How is this possible?”
“Come with me back to my place. There’s a lot to explain.”
He follows you back to your apartment building, the same one you two lived in together all those years ago but recently renovated. You make him some tea and sit with him on the couch explaining that the reason you were still alive and as young as when he left was because you were a time traveler who had only been in that club that night to hear Glenn Miller. You tell him that the California you had left behind was the modern one and that he was the only reason you stayed as long as you did and that the only reason you left was because your home had supposedly died in the war. Then you tell him that you moved back into your old building because it was the closest thing you had to a real home and that you still wear his ring every day and tell any guy that hits on you that you’re engaged. Bucky breaks down crying which makes you start crying and all either of you can do is hold each other before you finally break the silence.
“Now that you’re back, how about I keep my promise and make you the luckiest man in the world?”
He moves in that same day and later that week you start planning your wedding 70+ years in the making. Every little detail has to be perfect. And Bucky wants to be involved in making sure it’s all perfect. The only thing you don’t let him get involved with is picking the song for your first dance. The big day rolls around and everything goes acording to plan. All of your closest friends and family are there. Both of you were sobbing while reading your vows. Everything was perfect. Back at the reception everyone is milling around waiting for the two of you to make your grand entrance. The doors open and you head to the dance floor for your first dance. Moonlight Serenade starts playing over the speakers and Bucky breaks down in tears, remembering both the night you met and the night before he shipped out and how much he’s loved you for all these years. He leans in close and whispers in your ear. “This song was the only thing Hydra could never take from me. Every time I thought about it I could see your face and I felt safe and loved.”
This made you break down crying and all you could do was hold him close and kiss him, giving him yet another sweet memory to go with your song. More years pass and one day you come home to find Bucky on the couch with your kids watching random home movies when suddenly the video and photo montage from your wedding starts playing, the song Lucky by Bif Naked playing over pictures of you getting ready, and Bucky starts tearing up. You walk up behind him and bend over to wrap your arms around him, kissing his cheek before moving to the other side and sitting in his lap, singing along with the song, both finally happy and home.

(Sorry it’s so long. Also sorry for any typos. I was literally sobbing while typing this.)

Please tell me you’ve written this or are planning to because I swear I almost cried and you picked one of my favourite songs. and I’m gonna need a minute. - Gen 

Fluffy Friday™ 

Raining outside

| Hey again! This is cute to me, but tbh idk. Hope you like it, message me for requests thanks :/ Sorry for posting later than usual, but this is my “Tuesday Post” that’s on a Wednesday. Also this has many spelling mistakes so message me them. Or just message me anything, I am lonely. |

|Lin×Reader |

|Word count: 1603|

|Warning: Nothing babe, just fluff and cusing|

“God it’s pouring outside!” A voice breathed as he finished running inside. He was a pretty short man with long hair put up in a ponytail. His hair and shoulders were soaked with rain and his shoes were flooded by mud. He kicks off his shoes and picks them up. You were sitting in a chair that the lobby had. You stared at him because he was the only other person in the room. He gives you a greating smile as he stills down on the couch, setting his shoes next to him on the floor.

You looked back down at the magazine you were reading as thunder filled the small lounge. You jump up at little. He laughs at you under his breathe the best he could. You look up at him, a little annoyed.

“I’m sorry.” He claimed with an controlled smile. His ponytail had been taken out and the soaked hair stuck to his neck. “Do you know when the storm is going to pass?” He asked. You looked up at him,then at your magazine, then back at him. You sighed realizing he wasn’t going to leave you alone. You set down your magazine and picked up your phone to check the news.

“My phone has no service right now, so I wouldn’t know.” You explained. You looked at him trying to take in his features. He had hair growing around his mouth going down to his chin. His eyes had huge dark circles under them.

You throws out his hand for you to shake it. You take it in your hand and give a light shake. “I’m Lin-Manuel. Everyone calls me Lin though.” He informed ,his eyes running over your face too.

“I’m (F/N). Pleasure to meet you.” You voiced back. “What were you doing out in the storm?” You asked in a friendly fashion. He laughes shaking jis head as if his thoughts were funny.

“Writing a play.” He chuckled sitting back.

“A play?” You questioned. You tried not to giggle along with him.

“Yeah a play!” He beamed back.

“About what?”

“Alexander Hamilton.” Now you were laughing. Hamilton? The first Treasury? Wow. “No I’m serious! His life is so interesting!” He snapped trying to convince you.

“Okay okay okay. So you think Alexander Hamilton, the first treasury would be a good play? I mean out of all of the founding fathers, you chose Hamilton?” You ranted jokely.

“Wait you know about Hamilton and other’s?” He asked you with excitement.

You point behind you in the direction of were you work. “I work at the American History Museum. Head tour guide.” You infored him. He brightens with the information.

“Maybe you should tour me around there sometime.” He flirted, you blushed. Then you phone went off. You checked it to see you news network sending warnings to stay inside.

“So what does writing a play about Hamilton have to do with being out in the rain?” You questioned a littled confused.

“Well I was visiting Alexander’s grave. Writing the last song.” He informs.


“Man it’s getting pretty bad outside.” He noted as thunder rolled outisde.

“The storm is going to be here for a while. So if you want, we can go up to my apartment and you can dry off. Wait for the storm to pass.” You hinted, really just wanting to talk to him more.

“I will have to take you up on the offer!” Lin said standing up, he bent down and grabbed his shoes. “Lead the way.” He teased. You stood up and he followed you. You got to the elevator and waited for the door to open. Soon the door opened and you two stepped inside. Him being pretty close to you. When the elevator stopped at your floor you lead him out.

You open the door and let Lin inside. ‘Good thing I cleaned yesterday.’ You think to yourself. “So I’ll get you a towel.’ You insured. You walk back with a towel in hand to see Lin taking off his shirt. You begin gawping when Lin noticed you starring. He smirks.

“You like the view?” He grinned. You throw the towel at him. He struggles to catch it. You walk into the kitchen and open the fridge.

“Do you want something to drink?” You ask him. He stands up and rubs the towel in his hair trying to dry it. He really did have a good body you noted.

“I’ll take anything.” He admits standing behind you looking into the fridge too.

“Mind standing back a bit?” You bossed he throws up his hands.

“Yes ma'am.” He mocks.

“So I don’t have much, but will a beer work?” You ask.

“Perfect.” He agreed. You handed it to him, then walked to the couch. You sit down and turn on Netflix. He sits down next to you, sipping his beer.

“What do you want to watch?” You ask him. He looks up from his beer and stares at the shows you flip thru. He doesn’t answer until you land on a classic.

“Oh oh! First 50 dates! I love Adam!” Lin blurted. You laugh as you turned it on.

“Wow, okay. You sure do like Adam Sandler.” You laughed. You set down the remote and settled back into the sofa. He puts his arm over the back of the couch, barely touching your shoulder. You could hear the storm outside. As the movie continued you both started to move in closer. Soon his arm was around you, and your head in his chest. Your eyes begin to drift shut. Then Lin moves, standing up.

You sit up, confused at what he was doing. You begin to question what he was doing, “What are you?”

“I think I should get going. You know. The storm has passed.” He interrupts. Your heart begins to sink. You have had such a great time with him, snuggling and giggling at the movie.

“Um yeah, I guess you should.” You stand you and walk towards door. You hand lingers around the door handle before you grab it. He pulls his shirt on and stops at the door staring at you. Suddenly he pulls you in for a kiss. You stay there for a while then pull away.

“I wanted you to know that this has been amazing, and that I,” he begins to stutter. “Would love to see you again.” He finishes.

You smile, looking down at his pocket to see his phone. You grab it and begin to enter in your phone number. Then you hand it back to him. He laughs as he reads your name you put in.

’(F/N) ;)’

“Call me.” You giggle as he walks out the door. You close the door and slide down it. Holding on hand close to your heart.


“I’m telling you (F/N) you two should date!” Your bestfriend told you. You shook your head, trying to think about it.

“I don’t know. I mean I like him but-”

“But nothing!” They interrupt. You sigh and lean back in your desk chair. You worked as a journalist, thats where you meet your bestfriend. “(F/N), look. Your my bestfriend, I can tell you if your hair looks like shit or if your making the wrong choice. And you are! Date the damn guy! You obviously like him.” They barked.

They were right. You and Lin have been texting for weeks now, he came over more than twice a week, and you both liked each other.

“Fine. I will invite him over and see what I can do.” You agreed. “Just can I get back to work. I have two storys unfinished and our boss won’t appreciate us talking.” You turned back to your desktop and begin writing.

“Buzz kill.” They mumble under their breathe.


You open the door to see Lin standing there with roses. You could tell he was nervous, his feet shuffling. He smiles with full heart. You give him a peck on the cheek and he walks in.

“Are these for me?” You blush.

“Of course!” He gushes. He sets them down on the table and walks over to you. He pulls you in closer by your wasit and kisses your forehead. “So baby, I wanted to talk to you. About us.” He blankly says looking in your eyes.

“Yeah, sure thing.” You assure him. You two move to the couch, him not letting go of your hand. You sit with your legs on the couch facing him. His hand moves on your thigh, looking into your eyes. For a moment it is quiet. “Well what is it?” You ask him.

He was more nervous now. “I just want you to know that I want to still be your friend after this and that I support any decision you make.”

“Lin just tell me!” You interrupt. He takes a deep breath before continuing.

“(F/N), will you be my girlfriend?”

“I- I-I.” You begin to stutter. Your brain racks around the idea. Lin has been amazing to you ever since you meet. Going out for dates and watching Netflix together. In a sense, it was like you were already dating. His face is straight, nothing moving. And something about this was funny, you already knew this was going to happen. In fact, you knew what your answer was going to be. But for some reason saying yes seemed like a under statement.

“Look I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you for uncomfortable.” He says.

“I would love to be your girlfriend.”



Originally posted by alotofbeautyinordinarythings

anonymous asked:

Could you do a Lance imagine where you two were at the Garrison together and somehow you end up in space with him and the rest of the paladins, and how your relationship goes from close friends to crushes on each other? Thank you!! (Also your header is the cutest thing omg)

Ahh I live for my aesthetics thank you so much!! I was having a bit of a writers block with this one so I hope you like it! I feel like its not exactly what you asked but I got into the fluff and well this is where we landed.

I had never really given space much though, I mean I probably should have seeing as I was at the Garrison but it wasn’t a love for space that made me join. It was more of a chance to explore outside of her small town where all of her family had grown up and never moved away from. If it had been a school for studying dung I probably still would have gone so space was really just a means to an end. Yet Space was now my full blown reality.

I had always known that being friends with Lance was dangerous. Maybe not in a I may potentially die sort of way but in definite all the teachers kept an unnaturally sharp eye on me way. I had never gotten in trouble before in my life and yet by association with the misfit’s my file was sure to take up its own drawer. And I don’t regret a single bit of it. That is something most people couldn’t say as they were watching the empty void of deep space glow outside their window. And it was all because I had made friends with Lance.

Some days I wasn’t sure how I felt all of this. Some days I felt scared, I didn’t have any cool glowing weapons or a giant mechanical spirit pet to protect me from the unimaginable horror that was out there. And sometimes I felt as if I was the luckiest person in the entire multiverse. I got to know the universe’s greatest hero’s and I got to explore more than I ever knew could ever be explored. But mostly I felt confused. 

At least as of recently that is. So much had happened in such a short amount of time I would have never thought that any human was able to contain so many emotions at one time. And through the storm of everything there was Lance. We had made fast friends but something about this whole messed up space business had made me start to see him in a whole new light. At times it seemed that maybe he saw me that way to but then it was like nothing had happened. It was all back to puns and hitting on the princess and saving multiple worlds. Or in the bad taste of sounding repetitive, confusing.

Tonight, or maybe it way day back home, was one of those confusing times. We sat watching some strange old Alterian film which was just about the only thing you could watch. Well that and some weird foreign planet movies that Coran had been obsessed with that he had bargained for at the space mall. It wasn’t all that bad, a romcom on the same wavelength as The Notebook from what I could tell. I wasn’t paying much attention, instead I had spent most of my time stroking Lance’s hair and listening to him talk about his recent travels. He wasn’t the best story teller but it was entertaining none the less.

“Then of course the red lion had to come and save Keith, again but it was all in good hands with this sharp shooter. Pew, pew!” he said making finger guns at the ceiling and giving me a cocky grin and wink. “You know you really should come along sometime so I could save you too,” he wiggled his eyebrows and I couldn’t help but laugh, hoping that would excuse the rising color to my cheeks.

“Oh yes let me put myself in mortal danger against space overlords who would squash me like a bug so that you can have the chance to make an utter fool out of yourself,” I smirked pushing his head out of my lap and standing up to turn off the tv. I was beginning to feel something more than just casual friends having fun feelings which meant that it was time to call this session to an end. “Besides I don’t fly well and with my luck that lion friend of yours would spit me out like a bad hairball,” I said with shaky hands trying to remember how these screens worked.

“Hey don’t say that blue would love you! He trusts my instincts, naturally of course seeing as I have great instincts, and I looollllike you. Like my best friend of course I do,” he laughed in a forced, harsh sounding way and I felt a stab in my gut. There was that slip again, as if he wanted to say something else and then forced himself not to. Not that I could say that I was much better, how many times had I been so close to kissing him after fearing for his life and seeing him come back. Way too many than should be normal for friends thats how many. 

So as usual we both just pretended it didn’t happen, gave ourselves a few seconds to wipe our memories then returned with not quite our usual smiles. “You know I have been getting pestered about not actually having been in any of the lions. I guess the others see it as a sort of right of passage to being on Team Paladin. Actually Keith has been asking if I wanted a ride in red some time …” I said with an impish smirk. Instantly I had the reaction I was hoping, nothing got Lance going like goading on his rivalry.

His cheeks filled with air making him look like he had swallowed two balloons and I saw a temple pulsing in his forehead. “Oh no no no no no no no. You’re first time out is going to be with me and blue. She was the first one found and I was the first paladin and blue is your favorite color and the best color so there. Now come on,” he raged grabbing my hand in a more intimate way than expected, our fingers laced comfortably. Despite my best efforts I swooned and didn’t even fully register where I was before I found myself cradled on his lap staring out the window of the blue lion. 

Even as warm and safe that I felt sitting in his lap my panic started to kick in when my brain started to hear Lance’s count down to take off. “Okay I was not rejected but flying is still not great!” I squealed gripping onto him and burying my face into he crook of his neck. And yes I may have taken a nice big sniff of his familiar scent but I took a lot of them since I had started to hyper ventilate. So not weird and totally longingly desperate at all.

“Well I got two news flashes for you. One is that the castle is literally a ship that is almost always flying and two you are officially flying with the lion baby!” Lance said with a whoop and a tight squeeze around my waist. I chanced a glance out the front and found my breath taken away, which had nothing to do with any lack of oxygen. I may have never thought about space much before but sitting there watching the infinite stars stretch before us was demanding attention. Attention I was happy to give in this one close to perfect moment.

“Wow I never knew there were so many colors, those galaxy tutorials online just have nothing on this,” I said with a breathless laugh, running a hand down my face. Why exactly had I pushed this off so long? This was amazing and looking at the vast expanse of everything in front of us made me feel silly for ever putting anything off. There were numerous opportunities out there some where waiting to happen and it was enough to make your head spin. Or maybe I was experiencing a strange form of hysteria from being whisked out into space so quickly.

“Yeah the galaxy has nothing on this,” Lance muttered softly and I felt his fingers brush against my thigh and his breath against my neck. There was one of those moments again, something so intimate that neither of us as friends should be saying. Then I felt the moment coming where he was going to take it back. I felt his lips part and a sharp intake of breath and I did the only thing that I knew would stop him. I kissed him.

It was a struggle at first, it seemed like Lance thought of pulling away but with a strong push from me he let in and suddenly his hands were crawling up my back and pulling me in closer by my hair. Again I was left breathless and happy. “Erm did uh we mean to do that or was that some kind of space radiation mind control … thing,” he said now fidgeting and trying to find a place to put his hands other than on me.

“Well I know I did and Lance … I don’t want to forget it. I don’t want to pretend it didn’t happen. I know everything is crazy right now and the safety of the universe comes first before everything and you may just want a friend from Earth who is not involved in this weird magic destiny stuff who isn’t complicated. So I could totally be that because I know the last thing you probably need is more complications but I want this. Just this one time to feel not confused and know it was real,” I whispered with slightly trembling hands brushing the hair out of my face. I was ready for whatever answer I got because no matter what at least it was an answer and I wouldn’t be stuck in a constant state of confusion any more. 

Or maybe I was just fooling myself since his answer still left me shocked and spinning. “Honestly nothing has felt as real to me then the time I’ve spent with you since this stuff happened. Everything else is like I am living in someone elses movie script. A movie I would totally go see by the way but its always you that keeps me grounded. You’re like this awesome piece of home that I get to come back to, something real I am fighting for and not just some abstract idea of every single thing in the universe. Because really who can fathom that?! But you … you I can fight to protect. You don’t make things complicated, you make things easy for me. I uh am pretty sure I love you. If thats okay?” he ended pretty lamely compared to all the words that had just made my heart sore.

“It’s more than okay idiot,” I laughed pressing our noses together “because I am more than sure that I love you.”

“Okay awesome because all that would have been really embarrassing if you had turned me down after all that mushy stuff.” Lance said with an awkward smile that fell into a look of utter despair as Pidge’s voice rang out in the lion “No, no I am pretty sure this is still going to be super awkward for you considering we could all hear everything.”

We then heard snickering coming from the speakers and both of went red but smiled at each other. “Hey you all are just going to be jealous cause you are going to be stuck with weird aliens and I get this cutie from Earth. And oh whats thats oh right sorry errrcchhh my radio is going down blop!” he said with a press of the button that left us in quiet again. “So since that got ruined why don’t we start with a better kissing memory?” he smirked leaning in close and I indulged him with a small peck and said “Nothing could be better.” 

I’ve decided to attempt to do 50k words of random fics for NaNoWriMo this year, so here’s 7912/50000 of self-indulgent vampire fic to start off~


For centuries, she had waited for this moment. She’d listened to the tug of her heart, anticipating when his existence would torture hers again. A few times, she’d missed the mark and there hadn’t been any space to put plans into motion.

But now, it was finally time.

Lightning glanced at the locket down in her hands. It was open to show the miniature portrait inside. Quite honestly, it was an impressive piece of work, something that people these days would claim had been edited or was fake.

Though it’d been so long, she could still recall every tiny brushstroke, the look in his eyes as he dared to catch her glance, the little smirk…

She made an unimpressed sound and snapped the locket shut. That was in the past. Now, finally, she would get her revenge.

Finally, she would destroy the man that had ruined her life.

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John Mulaney Sentence Starters
  • "The more you do stuff, the better you get at dealing with how you still fail at it a lot of the time."
  • "All my money is in a savings account. My dad has explained the stock market to me maybe 75 times. I still don't understand it."
  • "It is 100% easier not to do things than to do them, and so much fun not to do them - especially when you were supposed to do them."
  • "In terms of instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin."
  • "I was always the squarest person in the cool room, and alternatively, sometimes the weirder person at the mainstream table."
  • "I have a lot of stories about being a kid because it was the last time I was interesting."
  • "Why do people shush animals? They've never spoken."
  • "A lot of times you're anxious and people say, "Relax. Shut up." And that just feels like, Well, I guess I'm also crazy."
  • "I'm an idiot, but I've shoveled through life rather nicely so far."
  • "I kind of thought, wouldn't it be funny to take a swing at being on the weird side of mainstream?"
  • "I like when things are crazy. Something good comes out of exhaustion."
  • "There's just something really, really funny about someone tearing into me."
  • "Being president looks like the worst job in the world."
  • "Thirteen year olds are the meanest people in the world."
  • "I always though quick sand was gonna be a much bigger problem than it turned out to be."
  • "'Do you want a salad or fries?' that's like asking 'Do you want to go for a jog or freebase cocaine?'"
  • “You have the moral backbone of a chocolate éclair.”
  • “Anyone who’s seen my dick and met my parents needs to die; I can’t have them roaming around. They know too much.”
  • "I was once on the telephone with blockbuster video- Which is a very old fashioned sentence."
  • "I cannot express to you the humiliation of, every Saturday morning, putting on a pair of breakaway pants and never having a reason to break them away -- then they're just pants."
  • "My body is bad at sports: that's the problem."
  • "It was so beautiful today that I only watched four hours of "Law & Order" in my apartment."
  • "I don't look older, I just look worse."
  • "So, I would just have a couple of drinks, and my brain would be like, 'OK, I see where this is headed. We're just going to power down now and get restarted sometime tomorrow morning'."
  • "Here's how easy it was to get away with bank robbery back in the '30s -- as long as you weren't still there when the police arrived, you had a 99% chance of getting away with it."
  • "'Ocean's 11' with women wouldn't work 'cause two would keep breaking off to talk sh*t about the other nine."
  • “Sometimes I’ll be talking to someone, and I’ll be like ‘Yeah, I’ve been really lonely lately’ and they’ll be like ‘Well we should hang out!’ and I’m like ‘No, that’s not what I meant. That’s not what I meant at all.”
  • "We'd all go play jacks by the soda fountain."
  • "No one knows what you're talking about you idiot."
  • "Blackout drinking is when your brain goes to sleep but your body gets all 'Eye of the Tiger' and soldiers on.'
  • "Am I proud of it? No. Just like I'm not proud of the fact that I saw the movie The Notebook in theaters. But it happened!"
  • "You don't know me. I have secrets. Why yesterday I wore my footie pajamas under my clothes and pretended I was a fucking fireman."
  • “Excuse me: I am homeless. I am gay. I have AIDS. I'm new in town.”
  • "Because we're Delta Airlines and life is a fucking nightmare!"
  • "I could never be goth, don't get me wrong, I'm unhappy, it's not that."
  • "To me Person of Interest is almost too flattering. Like, if the police were to pound on my door and go 'A man has been murdered in your building and you are a person of interest' I'd be like 'Moi? Oh do go on. Fresh.' "
  • "Ma'am can you turn off your bluetooth? This is a baptism."
  • "It was really easy to get away with murder before they knew about DNA."
  • "Do you want a plate of fries? If I get fries for the table would you take some? I know you'll eat fries if I get fries!"
  • "I watch so much Law and Order that sometimes I think I'm on an episode of Law and Order."
  • "You asked if I brushed my teeth but I never specified that I did so tonight. If the court reporter reads back my remarks you will see I did not purger myself."
  • "Traveling can get kinda lonely sometimes, actually no that's not the right word, Life. Life can get kinda lonely sometimes."
  • "Scientists have long since wondered if you can make grown men and women cry by playing Tom Jones' It's Not Unusual. And the answer is yes."
  • "Like my god man people are dead! But no you keep stacking those boxes."
  • "You seen this shit? You seen this Home Alone 2: Lost in New York shit?"
  • "As they say in Jerry Maguire, 'You had me at AIDS.'”
  • “Papa, today I met a boy with no eyes.”
  • "Adult life is already so goddamn weird."
Protective (Liam Dunbar Imagine)

Request: When scotts the readers older brother and he gets protective with the reader and liam but liam constantly assures him thats youre safe with him please!!!!:)

Warning: Angry Scott, Fluff

Word Count: 1234


“Y/N where the hell were you I’ve been worried sick about you.” My older brother Scott McCall says as he comes to the front door and brings me into a bone-crushing hug, “Scott calm down I was just at the movies.” I say as I finally escape his hold, he looks at me quizzically and says, “For three hours?” “The movie ran a little longer than expected.” I said as I plopped down on the couch and twirled a lose strand of hair, something I did when I was lying.

Scott folds his arms and gives me stone cold look, “I don’t have to be werewolf to tell when you’re lying baby sister.” I roll my eyes and say, “Well I was with some friends and we got a quick bite to eat afterwards.” Wasn’t a total lie I thought to myself as I stared Scott down, as we’re having our stare off we both hear a loud thud come from up stairs, we look at each other then rush up to the source of the noise, hearing another heartbeat come from my room Scott runs to the door and swings it open ready to attack but finds none other than his beta lying on my floor rubbing his elbow.

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Is There Somewhere..

Jackson Wang scenario ~ angst/.5% makeup

Inspired by Is There Somewhere by Halsey, lyrics will be used during the story 

Requested: Yes 

T.W.  implied sex, heartbreak

A.N. Rather long since I serious am lacking on posting all my request. They will all be up soon.

Enjoy xx

The dim morning light shined through your window as it hit your face, though on the outside you shined bright, on the inside you were a mess. You turned to face the ceiling as it became a routine every morning you started to relive the painful memories that you had of the person you use to love. It felt as if you were trapped into it with no way of forgetting it but still wanting something more with him.

Seven months ago

You were dancing in your tube socks in our hotel room,
Flashing those eyes like highway signs.
Light one up and hand it over, rest your head upon my shoulder.
I just wanna feel your lips against my skin.

You never knew you would be doing such a thing like this with your best friend. Never was there any feelings between the two of you, just the ones where the both of you could consider each other as close best friends. Always by each other’s side, through the heartbreaks, the new partners, the feeling of not being wanted. Time and time again you stuck by each other even when it seemed as though you two wouldn’t stay friends.

It was until one day where he had gotten his heart broken once again, you felt something different within yourself this time. You couldn’t fully understand what it was but you knew one thing for sure was that you wanted to be with him. You wanted to end this painful heart break of his. You wanted him.

That feeling couldn’t find any escape but time went by and it seemed to have faded away. So it seemed like it did.

Every month you would go visit your extended family, (aunts, uncles, cousins etc), in a city that were 3 hours away from yours because family meant a lot for you. The only close people you did ever grow up with was your parents, siblings and your best friend. They loved when you came to visit because you constantly reminded them no matter how far away someone is they’ll be there to see you in a heartbeat.

It came close to the time for you to leave with him. You invited him to get his mind off of things. The two of you only in a car for three hours it seemed like you could do it but little did you know would happen next.

Once you arrived to the city you spent more than half the day with your family. He was quiet and loving just like he always did. Sly smiles and quick glances is all that you had between the both of you during this time. Your family loved him and asked if you two were together. As that feeling you had for him began to rise once again, he quickly denied it. There wasn’t enough space for your family to have the both of you over so you head to a hotel that wasn’t two far from them but still near the heart of the city. You’ve always shared a room and slept in the same bed just platonically like always but tonight you knew something more was going to happen.

“Jackson can you stop dancing like an idiot and come help me figure out how to work the tv.” You just wanted to watch a movie but the remote stopped working.

“You always need me don’t you?” He inched closer to you found his comfortable spot. Right next to you, with his head on your shoulder. He put on the movie you wanted to watch but neither of you were fully watching it. His eyes were looking at you, your face, your body. You felt his gaze burning against your skin causing you to feel flustered but not wanting to show it. All you wanted was his lips right on yours.

White sheets, bright lights, crooked teeth, and the night life.
You told me this is right where it begins.
But your lips hang heavy underneath me.
And I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me.

The movie came to an end, you put on another one to get the feelings to pass but they wouldn’t budge. He knew what you were thinking and as you looked at him, the both of you nodded your head in approval. Thats where everything went from there. The sheets became a tangled mess, as the city lights from outside your window seemed to dim down.

“ Are you sure about this y/n? This is the start of something else. Something different.” As he spoke you felt his warm breath in your face. The look in your eye gave him the reassurance on what the two of you were doing, but he wanted to hear the words from you instead. 


Five months ago

I’m trying not to let it show, that I don’t want to let this go.
Is there somewhere you can meet me?
‘Cause I clutched your arms like stairway railings.
And you clutched my brain and eased my ailing.

Holding back the tears seemed like the hardest thing you ever could do. He was leaving you. Leaving you just like he left the others. With the others he would leave them rather quickly not giving them a full explanation, but it was different with you. Everything was different with you.

He gave the explanation of how he finally will be able to achieve his dream and pursue the career of music but it would involve of him leaving. Leaving behind family, friends, and you. 

“I need to focus on this right now and maybe in the future if the feelings are still there we could give this another try. I can’t let this opportunity just go by.” You clutched his arms ready to scream that you needed him with you. Though you were together he was still your best friend. You mustered up the courage to say what you wanted to say but all that came out of your mouth was a faint quiet “okay.”

One month ago

You’re writing lines about me; romantic poetry.
Your girl’s got red in her cheeks, ‘cause we’re something she can’t see.
And I try to refrain but you’re stuck in my brain.
And all I do is cry and complain because second’s not the same.

His songs were constantly on replay. He produced and wrote them. Every lyric was a stabbing pain in your heart. He never left your mind yet how could he? Before you two were something serious there was years of friendship. You tried to think of the time of when you were younger but pain would overcome you. You finally realized that you would always have been in love with Jackson just never fully admitted what it was. 

The entertainment news kept saying he was dating another idol. He moved on rather quickly, while you were still longing for his touch, for him to be with you. You assumed she knew all about you because those lyrics couldn’t have been for her. You would cry to yourself but you soon had no more tears to cry.

Present time

I’m sorry but I fell in love tonight.
I didn’t mean to fall in love tonight.
You’re looking like you fell in love tonight.
Could we pretend that we’re in love?

You were still highly devastated but that’s what life was, dealing with whatever happens to you good or bad. You never wanted to fall in love with him, never wanted to be this vulnerable before. You thought he was different but you were wrong. His love hurt you. He hurt you but all you wanted was him. 

The sun was shining bright now and you could feel the warmth hit your face. You felt you phone go off. You had to re read the message over and over again but each time you felt your heart drop further and further down.

“Hi y/n this is Jackson I got a new phone number but I wanted to let you know that I’ll be going back home sometime soon. Is it okay if I go see you.. I would like to talk to you..”

All you could reply was “..okay”