what's our motto

When I find myself in times of trouble Harry Styles comes to me, speaking words of wisdom:

“Be nice to everyone and do it five minutes early”


Day Nine of the 30-Day OT3 Challenge 

“Max?” Jacket half on, Steve pulled open the front door just as the doorbell buzzed a fourth time. Expecting to see Nancy—she was late picking him up for their movie night at Jonathan’s—he was surprised to see Max standing on the porch, tears streaming down her cheeks and her hands balled into fists. 

“What happened?” Steve asked, his face drawn with concern. Pulling Max inside the house, Steve drew her into a hug. He didn’t meet with her usual playful resistance or a feigned punch to the gut. Rather, Max sunk into his chest, a wet spot blooming on his pullover. 

“Everything sucks,” Max mumbled against him and Steve, protectiveness swelling in his chest, squeezed his arms around her. 

“Hey,” he said lightly, pausing until she looked up at him, rubbing away her tears on her sleeve. “What’s our motto?”

“Life sucks,” Max sniffled, a small grin blooming on her lips, “But not as much as you.” 

Steve reached down and ruffled her hair, happy to feel her fist jokingly pummel him in the stomach. 

“Mike?” Nancy knocked on the slightly ajar basement door before she slipped past it and onto the staircase. “Mike, are you down here?” 

She knew her brother was home and wanted to remind him that she was leaving for the evening to hang out with Steve and Jonathan, but he hadn’t been in his room. 

“I’m down here,” a quiet voice met her ears and Nancy frowned. She knew things hadn’t been easy for Mike since November—he didn’t smile as much and she was regularly woken up by the sounds of him talking in his sleep. Worried, Nancy quickly paced down the remaining steps and cast her eyes around the dimly lit basement. 

She caught sight of Mike seated on the sofa, hands in his lap, staring up glumly at the ceiling. He was wearing that blue sweatshirt again—the one he had told her Eleven had borrowed. 

“Want to talk about it?” Nancy asked gingerly as she took a seat next to her brother. Getting no response, she placed her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Mike had grown so much in the last few months—they were almost the same height now. Still, she felt that as much as he sprouted up, there was a piece of him that had been left behind that night in the school. 

After a moment of silence, Mike’s head tilted so that it was resting over hers. Nancy could feel his shoulders shaking ever so slightly with quiet tears. 

“If she’s alive, we’ll find her, Mike. Steve and Jonathan and me. We’ll find her.” 

“Will?” Jonathan called out anxiously, the sounds of retching coming from the other side of the bathroom door. He knocked several times. “Will, can I come in? Are you okay?” 

“I’m okay,” Will’s voice sounded from inside the bathroom, shaky and weak. Jonathan had a sudden urge to break down the door, but the lock clicked open and his brother appeared, his face pale and his hair dishevelled. 

“Hey bud,” Jonathan looked at him, concerned. “You should tell me if you’re not feeling well.”

“I was just coughing a lot,” Will explained, a small smile forced to his lips, though he avoided making eye contact. Jonathan wasn’t convinced and wrapped an arm around his brother’s shoulder, pulling him close. 

“I’ll make some soup,” he offered, “And you and me will have a quiet night.”

“But what about Nan—” Will began, but Jonathan held up a hand in interruption.

“Don’t worry about Nancy and Steve,” Jonathan assured him, “I’ll just call them.”

“Pass the popcorn,” Nancy whispered over the sounds of Star Wars. Mike, shoulder-to-shoulder with Will and Max, didn’t seem to hear her. Steve chuckled, stretching out his leg and poking his toe into Max’s back. 

“Pass the popcorn, Madison,” he grinned maniacally as she swatted at his leg without taking her eyes off the screen. Giggling, Will pulled the bowl from Mike’s lap and passed it back to Nancy, snuggled up between Jonathan and Steve on the couch. 

It wasn’t exactly what they had planned for movie night, but it was pretty damn special. 

queeraesthete  asked:

okay heres a good one. But Uncle Fiker-Miker you forgot one thing! What? Our family motto! Before we sing the family song we have to say the family motto together! The family motto is... please don't go in the basement. IIII LOOOOVE BLOWING UP DOGS DONT GO DOOWN IN THE BAAASEMENTT

Ohhh myyy gooooddd. I remember that, but I cannot remember what video it’s from for the life of me.

Writing scholarship (deleting this soon, don't worry)

Hey guys! So today was my senior awards and I just wanted to share some exciting news with you all!! My school gives away a 300 dollar book scholarship to the senior who writes the best essay on what our school motto, “Enter to Learn; Leave to Serve” means to them and I WON! The names were removed from the essay so it wouldn’t be biased, and the teacher that presented the scholarship said mine was the most personal and well written! I’m only sharing this with you guys because I think all those hours of writing imagines instead of doing school work finally payed off! 😂😂❤️

“ EXO fandom is so funny. I remember when they was saying their official collor was red (even before the debut), then they said Mirotic was a EXO song, now they are using "AKTF” (a motto that cassies uses for many years as to express our feelings of hope that one day DBSK will have back the five members) for current EXO situation - and it is not even the same situation: DBSK history is something and EXO history is another thing; I’ve seen people saying that Yunho and Changmin were treinees to be EXO members! And also I’ve seen someone talking who thought Jaejoong was a EXO member. (Seriously?? DBSK boys debuted 9 years before EXO ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ Saying that Yunho and Changmin were EXO trainees doesn’t even make sense! — I’ll not even talk about that person who thought that Jae was EXO member).
I wonder why it has to be TVXQ/Cassiopeia stuff?
I mean, EXO has its own history and its own personality, right?
Why do some fans have to relate ANYTHING to them/their fandom? (Even the ferry disaster turned into something related to EXO!)
I wish they had more mature fans, really. I believe there is a lot of cool, respectful, nice and matured fans, but some of them can’t live and behave by themselves, they need to copy, steal and borrow things from other fandoms?
I think every fandom has to have its own story, not borrow things not related to them.
I’m upset because of people turning our hope and faith source into something else… don’t u know how much our motto means to us?? How can u dare to do something like that with us?

EXO fan asked to me to understand them (for using AKTF as their motto)
my answer:
yeah they have to fight by themselves - like HOT fans/ changjos/ cassies/ elfs/ hottets and so many other fandoms who had suffered - maybe starting with their own motto to instill strength and pride, not turning someonelse stuff into their own, changing the meaning and disregarding others’ history.
You asked to me to understand them, but you guys need to understand us too. TVXQ split is a wound that bleeds since 2009.”
Author: a person I really admire, who prefers to remain anonymous because she does not want to receive anon hate despite being right.