who will come into play sometime soon

Ellen Page To Star In Netflix's 'The Umbrella Academy' Television Series

Netflix’s upcoming adaptation of The Umbrella Academy has just found its first star.

Ellen Page (X-Men, Juno, Inception) will reportedly star in the live-action series, according to Deadline.

The series, based on the graphic novels from Gerard Way and Gabriel Ba, follow the estranged members of a dysfunctional family of superheroes. The six family members - Luther, Diego, Allison, Vanya, Klaus and Number Five – must work together to solve their father’s mysterious death, while coming apart at the seams due to their divergent personalities and abilities.

Page will play Vanya, who is described as “the black sheep of her dysfunctional family.” A “meek and insecure wallflower” who is struggling to find her place in the world, Vanya is the only one of the adopted children without superhero abilities.

A live-action adaptation of The Umbrella Academy was first rumored back in July, and confirmed by Netflix soon after. No other casting has been announced at this time.

Netflix’s The Umbrella Academy is set to premiere sometime in 2018.

What about the RFA and Unknown and V finding out that MC has a career in the arts (author, artist, actor or something like that?) @saeranlover


Lol it’s been like 5,000 years since I’ve done a request, here you go bbies

Yoosung:

  • It was always a lingering thought in Yoosung’s mind
  • The thought always came randomly, but sometimes he swore that he  recognized your voice
  • Like the one time you yelled “Come at me!” at a friend who was teasing you and he just froze for a second to think about why it sounded familiar
  • It wasn’t until one day he was testing out a LOLOL character he’s never played before and she screamed out a line of dialogue before her attack
  • And suddenly he heard your voice behind him perfectly recreate the line
  • He turned around to see you cheekily grinning from your place on the bed
  • But it was wiped off your face soon enough because baby boi just pounced you into a big hug
  • “MC WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU VOICED A CHARACTER IN LOLOL I WOULD’VE PLAYED AS HER MORE OFTEN IF I KNEW.”
  • You giggled as he rapidly asked you other things you voice acted in and gawked when he recognized the other characters you’ve voiced in games and cartoons
  • He’ll shyly ask you to reenact his favorite lines or scenes and his inner fanboy will show
  • Yoosung’s never really been into the behind the scenes stuff but he already somewhat was a fan of yours before so he’s basically dating his favorite VA
  • Silly lil’ peanut is gonna ask for your autograph on his merch of the characters you’ve voiced

Jaehee:

  • She found out during one of your nights in
  • You were in the kitchen preparing the snacks while Jaehee sorted through the set of musicals the two of you had rented for tonight (you finally convinced her that watching ‘Promiscuous Jalapeno’ for the 8th time in a row was a little much)
  • Once that was all said and done, you cuddled up to Jaehee while the movie started as she fed you popcorn
  • Oh crap, you recognized this movie
  • You actually got the part of the main dancer in this film (it was your typical dance batte film)
  • You somewhat never wanted her to find out  that you were an actor/dancer in fear of always being compared to Zen
  • Once your character was introduced, Jaehee’s eyes squinted a little at the screen before gasping and shaking your shoulders
  • “MC, MC, IS THAT YOU?”
  • “U-uhm nooooo…?”
  • “Wait, why would you keep this secret from me?”
  • After explaining your reasoning as to why, she just pulled you into a tight hug
  • “I’d never compare you anyone else, I love you just the way you are, famous or not!”
  • After watching the movie, she put aside the time to scour the internet for every performance you’ve been in and is about to be the proud owner of all your merch
  • jaehee please no that was our grocery money

Zen:

  • “lolol zen have you seen mc’s latest cover?”
  • “Cover? What’re you talking about?”
  • “the one on her youtube channel???”
  • “…”
  • “you do know what she does for a living, right??”
  • After Seven endlessly mocked Zen for not knowing what his own girlfriend did for a living, Seven graciously provided the link to your Youtube channel
  • Zen then proceeded to spend the next 3 hours of his life going through
  • your entire channel
  • He knew that you liked to sing and sounded like an angel but this
  • This is something extraordinary
  • You actually made a living doing this and he never even knew!
  •  He finally made his way up to your latest cover (which was uploaded about a week ago), and HO L Y  C R A P
  • It was the song he’s practiced at home for months on end for a musical he recently just starred in!
  • When you get home that night, you’re bombarded with compliments and questions (mostly compliments)
  • You explained that you never recorded around him because you were afraid that he might’ve thought you were going to use him for popularity
  • “Babe, I know you would never do that NOW WILL YOU PLEASE DUET WITH ME–”
  • Guess who has the best mashup cover of ‘Butterfly’ now

Jumin:

  • Coming home a few hours early was indeed a rare occurrence for Jumin
  • Usually when he came home, you were instantly there to greet him with a hug and kiss
  • He called your name, but there was no response, just a faint typing sound
  • After hanging his coat on the coat hanger, he began walking towards the noise, his hands already working on loosening his tie
  • “Ah, here you are, my love,” he said upon entering the officeroom
  • “Jumin, you’re home early,” you smiled, letting your husband wrap his arms around your shoulders and resting his chin atop your head
  • “The office had to close early for some renovations,” Jumin explained, “but I’m more interested in what you’re working on.”
  • “I’m working on my next book!”
  • The surprised look on his face made you remember that you never brought it up to him before, but now is as good as time as any to explain
  • Jumin seemed genuinely intrigued as he listened to your explanation on your book series, which was apparently very popular
  • When you finished, he asked if you could lend him the first addition, as he did enjoy reading in his spare time
  • And soon enough, he was hooked
  • He’d have long talks with you over dinner on how he wasn’t expecting a plot twist or how well you wrote your characters
  • Or about how you should hurry and finish the next book because you left him on a cliffhanger

707:

  • He’s known since the background check that you had a job in digital art but he tucked that away in the back of his head because there were too many other things happening at the time (eg the hacker, your sudden appearance, his emotions and job…)
  • It isn’t until one day where he’s been able to work for a few hours straight without you lecturing him about how he should take a break
  • So he got up from his chair, slapped his right leg a few times to wake it up, and ventured outside his office to find you
  • To no surprise, you were huddled inside in the bedroom, but this time with your drawing tablet in hand
  • “Hey Saeyoung,” you tiredly muttered, eyes still glued to the laptop screen
  • His eyes trailed to where you were looking and a look of mock hurt morphed on his face, “MC, how dare you draw a picture of another man!”
  • You stifled a laugh at your boyfriend’s dramatic tone, “Zen just asked me to draw some things for his website so I’m–”
  • You should me drawing me instead! Here, I’ll even pose for you!” 
  • You regret even looking behind you, because Saeyoung was already stripping down to his boxers, need I remind you the pair with cat faces on them
  • “DRAW ME LIKE ONE OF YOUR FRENCH GIRLS.”
  • “SAEYOUNG PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON AND GET TO BACK TO WORK!”

V:

  • Usually you were making some sort of noise in the house, but today you were oddly quiet
  • “MC? Where are you?”
  • “I’m in the living room,” you hollered back as he started making his way over, “Be careful not to bump my arm though.”
  • “What’re you doing?” he asked, taking a seat on the floor next to you
  • You explained that you liked paint and used it as a way to make some extra pocket money
  • V was very happy and excited to hear that you had an artistic career just like him
  • You were always delighted to describe the paintings to him, and you always did it with such passion
  • After awhile, he started to miss photography and he so badly wanted to see your work for himself
  • So he decided to get the eye surgery
  • Once he did, he was shocked at how much he can see your heart poured onto the canvas
  • You often went out into nature together and sit there together for hours to photograph/paint and enjoy one another’s company
  • You also loved painting some of V’s older photographs and he loved it and every single one is framed in the house
  • #artsycouple
  • The day you painted a picture of the sun and gave it to him, he cried

Unknown:

  • The first time Saeran ever walked into your room, his eyes immediately darted to the big, colorful collection of sticky note pads on your desk
  • He picked one up, noting that every one had a slightly different drawing than the others, “What’re these for?”
  • “Oh, I’m an animator! I like to use these sticky notes when I’m bored.”
  • He never got to watch cartoons as a child so this was all new to him
  • Watching you peacefully work is very, very soothing to him, to just watch the lines fill with color so smoothly
  • You even let him have some of your already drawn-on sticky note pads and he likes to flip through them when he’s nervous or needs to calm down when something’s bothering him
  • His favorite is the one you made for him where it goes “I love you, Saeran!” with a cute little doodle of a cartoony-looking you kissing his cheek on it
  • As mentioned before, he never got to watch cartoons or movies as a kid and he’s willing to watch the ones you’ve worked on
  • It always amazes him that you made what was on the screen and he loves it (he’s never said it out loud but it shows on his face)
  • He really enjoys the ones that are story-based rather than the nonsense slapstick ones (which is what Saeyoung enjoys, much to his dismay)
  • Seeing the childlike innocence in his eyes is heartwarming and you wouldn’t trade it for the world 
Prom?

Group: BTS

Pairing: JUNGKOOK X READER

Requested: Anonymous asked: Hi! I’m absolutely loving your fanfics they always bright up my day💞! Can I request? (But just If You have time) Can you write an imagine where you have a really big crush on the schools most popular kid Jungkook and He ask you to go to prom with him? Thank You!💕🌹

Summary: You don’t have a date to prom and neither does Jeongguk, yet.

Genre: fluff

Length: 1.2k

A/N: thank you anon and I hope you enjoy <3

Originally posted by pjkook

“I’ve narrowed it down to five dresses,” after she had been hushed due to talking in the library, your friend glanced over her computer screen to see if you had heard her. But she saw your frown as you glared at your phone, upon seeing this reaction she instantly shut her computer with a click, moving over to you as she saw the crestfallen look on your face, “Y/N, what’s wrong?”

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Point and Shoot - Preview (ft. Jeongguk and Yoongi)

Drabble Game prompt 93. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

→ bodyguard!jk and hitman!yoongi aka angst, smut, fluff, idk who knows
590 words, coming soon! 



Jeongguk swiftly places himself in front of you. “What the fuck are you doing here?” He growls. 

You frown, grabbing his wrist and shaking. “Who are you talking to, Jeongguk? No ones there.” Your bodyguard was a bit too overcautious at times, which was why sometimes you played around with him too much. You did the best you could to grate on his nerves, and your playful banter was probably what had triggered this sudden behavior. 

Jeongguk grits his teeth when he realizes he doesn’t have his gun on him. Cursing under his breath, he pushes you back behind him as his eyes focus on the darkness of the alleyway. 

“Show yourself.” 

No one responds and Jeongguk can practically feel the breaths of the one who’s lingering in the shadows. There was only one person he knew, who could hide himself in the shadows like this. Only one person could blend into the night as if he were a shadow, as if he were part of darkness itself. 

“What Jeongguk? Let’s just go, I’m scared.” You tug on the sleeve of his suit, but he just grips your arm to prevent you from moving, and you pause as you focus on where his gaze settles. 

Like a cat unfurling from its haunches, Yoongi languidly slides down from his sitting position high up in the attic of the abandoned building. He snickers. 

“Nice to see that you haven’t lost your touch, Jeon Jeongguk.”

Jeongguk sneers. “Stay away hyung. I won’t keep my respectable distance for long.” 

You watch in horror as the man you’d believed to be another, dressed head to toe in black and a sniper gun strapped nonchalantly over his shoulder deftly jumps from balcony to balcony, swooping down towards the both of you until he’s only two floors above. He makes no sound, and nothing is left dented or even touched at his movements. He moves like a demon, jumping and landing silently, slinking towards the both of you with intention.

Jeongguk’s hands desperately search his belt for something, anything, to defend the both of you with, but comes out with only a cell phone, wallet, and a taser gun that he couldn’t use towards Yoongi who was too far. 

“I know you don’t have your gun on you Jeongguk, so don’t make me use mine on Y/N.” 

You pause and frown at your name coming from the stranger’s lips and you squint as you try to make out the man’s features in the darkness. Finally, as he lands and sits down comfortably, you gasp as your eyes run over the familiar features that you thought you’d never have the chance of running into again. 

Jeongguk tenses underneath your hands and he glances at your surprised face as your name comes out of Yoongi’s lips. 

“Don’t touch her! She has nothing to do with this!” Jeongguk growls, turning back to Yoongi who sits crouched on the railing of a balcony like it’s nothing. 

Yoongi smirks, the familiar dark glint of his eyes sending shivers down your spine. Flashes of cold hands and hot breaths lingering over your skin skip through your mind, and your heart flutters at the euphoria that he brought you through that one night. 

He mutters one last word before he jumps back up and slinks away into the darkness. 

“Oh but she has everything to do with this.”  

Jughead x Reader: Trouble in Paradise


Request:
Can you do an imagine were jughead says he doesn’t love the reader any more in a mean way and the reader attempts suicide and he goes to the hospital and realizes how much he loves her. If you’re ok with that👑👑👑


A/N: This prompt was hard to write because I have gone through anxiety and depression and have friends who go through these mental health issues as well. I know the character does not have these issues and just goes through an episode. I hope this doesn’t offend anyone, I am only writing about this because it was a request and sadly these scenarios actually happen in real life. I hope I did justice to the requestor’s vision. I know the request asked for Jughead to break up with them in a mean way, but I couldn’t vision that so I just like let it happen. I hope if you’re a reader and has these mental health issues you seek treatment and know that every day is a new chapter and there will always be a light in all that darkness if you search for it and I’m here for you and you are loved.
P.S: According to Cody you lose a women when you forget to cherish her (okay bye, hopefully you understand that and smile).  I added a list of songs there, that helped inspire this imagine. Also this one is quite long, but I hope you all love it!

Words: 2993

Summary: Reader parents are so complicated. Jughead and the reader are going through a rough patch in their relationship.

Spoilers: Somethings just deserve happy endings. :)

† WARNINGS! Depressing thoughts, signs of self-harm and drug abuse.   Please do not try these at home, if you ever need someone to talk to my inbox is open I love you and be careful.
Playlist:

Broken Home- 5 Seconds of Summer
Better off dead – Sleeping with Sirens
 Broken Ones- Jacquie Lee
 Is anybody out there- K’NAAN
 Broken over you- Grace Mitchell
 Dreaming with a broken heart – John Mayer
 Everybody Hurts- R.E.M
 Breathe Me- Sia
 Blackbird- India Jean-Jacques
 Between the Bars- Elliot Smith
 Drift- Emily Osment
 Invisible – 5 Seconds of Summer
 Get it Right- Glee
 Welcome to my life- Simple Plan
 Build You Up- Kim Taylor


Riverdale the town that was once your safe haven, the sign of hope and a new life. That was history. You arrived to the infamous ‘Town with Pep’ the year when you were about to enter fifth grade. At first you were mad at your parents for moving you away from your friends. You were a shy person, so the friends you had you were proud of making them. You knew the only reason you were moving was for your parents to get a fresh start. There had been problems with your parents’ marriage, and they decided to “fix” it by moving away from all the problems they said. 

You stayed in Riverdale ever since, you made friends with Archie, Betty, Kevin, Jughead and now Veronica. Though when you got there you were pretty lonely it was Jughead who invited you to play with them in the park. You lived right next to Jughead, so you became closer to him and he in return shared his friends with you. You were smitten with the brooding, mysterious writer. It wasn’t till the summer before your sophomore year where Jughead asked you to be his girlfriend. You accepted since you were madly in love with the guy and were surprised he actually returned the feelings you had for him.

Though sometimes life gets too good, you start wondering when it will come crashing down. You spoke too soon, it all came crashing down every second your parents never fixed anything between them. They suppressed everything and exploded, every night got worse and worse. Your parents started screaming,  and fighting again. They decided they were no longer in love.

How do you no longer love someone? You thought. Where does that feeling go? Will that ever happen to you and Jughead?

“(Y/N)? Hello?” your mother spoke across the table.

“Um, uh, yeah, what?” you spoke up as she distracted you from your thoughts.

“What your mother and I are saying” your father continued “Is that, we know this separation may not be easy for you, but it’s for the best” your father declared at the breakfast table while gently grabbing your hand.


“We tried to make it work, but once love is no longer there, you only do so much to try and repair a broken relationship” your mother confirmed.

“Okay, just if you guys keep fighting though, don’t include me, I want nothing to do with this and I am not leaving Riverdale or my friends and especially not Jug; I will not be your play toy when you end up fighting about who gets custody over me” you stated coldly standing up from your chair taking a toasted bread and an apple and left your home to get to school so you wouldn’t have to deal with them anymore.

“Hey Babe” Jughead commented as you climbed down the steps of your front porch.

“Hey Juggie” you cheered as you handed him the toast and he grabbed you by the hand.

“So what’s the verdict this time?” Jughead challenged since he saw your tired expression that didn’t budge from your face.

“They finally decided to get a divorce” you croaked with a single tear escaping your eye.

“I mean it’s for the best, I am just so tired of the cheating and the screaming” you stated boldly trying to hide the fact that it was breaking you apart.

How could they even stay together this long if they didn’t love other? What was going to happen to you? You weren’t ready to waking up to a more broken home? There was going to be only one parent you woke up to? No more screaming, No more fighting, No more love. If love runs out, when will your parents stop loving you, is Jughead’s love also going to run out?


“Hey sleepyhead” Betty chimed in at the sidewalk, you didn’t notice her ever joining you and Jughead “Rough night?” she questioned.

Rough Life you thought to yourself, but what came out of your lips was “Yeah, you know the usual” and Betty pulled you in for a small hug as you entered Riverdale High.

Every single one of your friends knew about your parent troubles and you didn’t know how you felt about that other than embarrassed. Though they were very comforting since dysfunctional families were a norm here at Riverdale.

Days passed and your parents finally made their divorce official and your father decided to stay at Riverdale, so he wouldn’t make things hard on you with the whole shared custody your parents agreed to. That day all your friends had a get-together at Veronica’s because they knew how hard it was for you that your parents were finally separating.

You all sat around the living room talking, laughing, eating junk food and watching movies. They were the best distraction you could ever ask for.
The day was done, and you had to face reality as Jughead and you walked back home together.

“So, are you going to be okay?” Jughead broke the silence.

“This night is so poetic” you stated ignoring Jughead’s comment “The gloomy sky, is crying, a symbol of a new beginning, no more faking happy family; now they’re finally done with each other and the only thing keeping them linked is me sadly” you continued because all that was running over your mind was his question.

Are you going to be okay? Should you tell Jughead that before they officially separated you were diagnosed with depression and were on medicine? You couldn’t blame your parents for not loving each other like they should’ve. But you blamed them for the screaming, fighting and sleepless nights they caused you. They were so into their fighting they never asked how you were. They never knew that your smile hid so much anger and brokenness. They made you into this ball of sorrow and you felt your light diming every time you tasted those pills, every time they made you hold in every word because you didn’t want to start another fight.

“I guess I am rubbing off on you” Jughead claimed with a chuckle and you smiled at him.

He had been your rock through all of this mayhem, and there was not enough words in the universe to thank him for being there for you.


“Thank you so much Jug, for being here, for putting up with all the stupid ranting, for-“ you were stopped as he grabbed you by the face and planted a kiss on lips, you were about to drop the umbrella as he let go.

“I will always be here” he promised.

Your father found another woman and your mother started dating. They moved on so easily you couldn’t believe your eyes. You’d go to Jughead and complain about everything they were doing to you. All the dinners they made you attend. All of a sudden you became a prize to be won.

The game of Who gets more time with our daughter started and you were the only one losing.

Things got soo bad you started self-harming with a razor you broke apart one night at 3am when you could hear your mom in her room with her new conquest.

You would wear long sleeves to cover your scars. No one knew, not even Jughead. Betty noticed a difference in you, but you lied.

You felt terrible for lying to her since she was your first go to when Jughead was too busy with his novel. Jason Blossom was murdered by Sweetwater River on, so your problems didn’t feel so big.

Jughead started investing more of his time in his novel, and since Jason was with Polly him and Betty would go sleuthing trying to find clues because we all lost trust in the grown-ups.

They offered you to come, but you didn’t feel like adding another problem to your life. You and Jughead became more distant. When you did spend time he was on his laptop typing away and you just sat there with him, drawing, and reading anything just wanting to be near him.

Since Betty would investigate with Jug, you had no else to be with. Archie was invested in music, Kevin would be disappearing to Southside claiming he was investigating things with his dad. Veronica became close to Cheryl and she just wasn’t your cup of tea.

Your parents stopped caring about you and spending more time their significant others.

You would argue with Jughead to make time for you not caring how needy you sounded and he finally broke. He couldn’t take your arguing and neediness he finally broke up with you. You couldn’t blame him.

Everyone you loved was leaving you.


It had been almost a week since he broke it off. Your mother left on a trip with a guy younger than her. You skipped school since you couldn’t bear to see his face. Your cutting covered both or your arms.

You wouldn’t have taken it farther if it wasn’t for a voicemail left on your phone.

“Hey baby girl, I’m probably going to be longer with Josh, also I don’t know if you got dad’s text, he got stuck in a business trip and won’t be able to take you out for your birthday, also I’m so sorry I won’t be there either, I really hope you can understand well you are 16 throw a party for yourself”

You broke down, you couldn’t take it. Everyone was gone. Your parents, Jughead, and none of your friends bothered to text you to see if you were okay.
You went to your bedroom opened your mirror and grabbed your anti-depressants and a bunch of pills and started one by one while chugging water, and grabbed a knife from the kitchen and slit your arms and as you fell to the ground as from everything you did to yourself your head hit hard against the tile you heard your door open. As you lost consciousness you couldn’t be sadder it was Betty that found you and angry it wasn’t your mother.

“(Y/N), I am sorry I haven’t been able to talk to you, Jug just told me you guys broke-” she discovered your body knocked out cold on the floor. She was shocked and sobbing as she called the hospital to come pick you up.

She was surprised over the empty pill container of anti-depressants and started sobbing more not knowing you were even on them, and shocked over all the slits on your arms even more tears flooded her face because she didn’t know how bad things had gotten for you.

The ambulance arrived and they took you and Betty to the hospital.

They contacted your parents and Betty called your friends.

“What Happened?!” Jughead croaked at Betty, his eyes puffy from the crying that happened when Betty told them to rush to the hospital.


Betty told them about how she found you, about the anti-depressants and the cuts that took place on your arms.

They all looked at her confused  and sad, and Jughead freaked out he started crying, he punched a hole in the wall and he was about to be escorted out of the hospital, but your father arrived and stopped them because he knew how much he meant for you, and he convinced them he would pay for the damages.


The doctor came to the living room and told him everything Betty had told him and how they were planning on fixing you.

“Mr. (Y/L/N) how long was (Y/N) on anti-depressants?” The doctor questioned your father.

“Since before we got a divorce, and she refused those group things because she said she already had her friends” He said softly trying to contain the tears, as your friends sobbed softly.

“Did you know she was cutting?” The doctor asked another question.

“No, she doesn’t live me, she lives with her mom” Your father stated as a tear escaped his right eye and your mother finally arrived.

“Oh my god, doctor what happened to (Y/N)?” you mom pleaded.

So they told your mom how they found you and she broke down not knowing you were self-harming.

“She started wearing long sleeve shirts for about a month, so I’m guessing that when it may have started” Jughead announced to the doctor and your mother continued sobbing on your fathers chest “I can’t believe I didn’t notice” Jughead mumbled under his breath.

“Thank you” the doctor claimed as he walked away.

Your father tried to calm your mom down and Betty and the gang sat down holding hands hoping they could fix you.

“If I would’ve known, if I was here and not with that guy” you mom sobbed.

“This is both of our faults (Y/M/N)” your father took responsibility “She was depressed, and we didn’t pay attention to her as she was screaming out for us to just be her parents” he continued.

Jughead walked to the hallway, and Betty followed him.

“Jug where are you going?” Betty addressed.

“Bets, this is all my fault, if I knew, if I would have listened to her and not be soo invested in this stupid murder, this- I- I love her Betty, I can’t lose her” Jughead bawled.

“Jug, this is not your fault, (Y/N) wasn’t well and we didn’t know, we should’ve noticed as her friends; but she hid that brokenness so well, you won’t lose her none of us will” Betty cried while pulling Jughead in a hug until the doctor came out again.

“Mr. and Mrs. (Y/L/N), (Y/N) is going to be fine, we have bandaged the arms and stopped the bleeding, the fall was just a small concussion and the drugs have been drained from her system, only the parents can go in right now” The doctor concluded as your parents made their way to see you.

“(Y/N), it us” you heard your mothers voice as you opened your eyes.

“Sweetheart, you had us so worried” You father added.

“I guess it’s true, people only care, when you’re dead or are dying” You huffed.

“All your friends are out there and Jughead” you’re mother implied ignoring your comment as your father grabbed a chair and sat next to you and grabbed your hand only to reveal you bandaged arms.

“Honey, I am so sorry for anything we have done for making you feel worthless, we were distracted fighting like cats and dogs and we didn’t see you screaming out for our love” you father sobbed.

“Love runs out, isn’t that right mom?” you stated coldly as a tears started escaping your eyes.

“Baby, you are so wonderful, we are so sorry for anything we have done to make you think you weren’t worth anything, we are so sorry for everything we made you go through” Your mother lamented as she reached for your other hand.

“Our love for you doesn’t have a limit, we will love you unconditionally and I’m sorry that got too distracted and left you alone” your father went on.

You and your parents talked about everything, you agreed for treatment and a therapist for as long as you needed it and they went to call your friends.

You were so happy your parents actually cared and loved you unconditionally. As your parents were talking to your friends Jughead interjected.

“Can I see her alone first” and your friends nodded as he walked over your room with your favorite flowers and a teddy bear he had put his beanie on it.

“(Y/N), I am so sorry for not being there for you? For not making time for you, I love you, I do, I love you so much, these days we broke up I felt like shit that the only light in my life was gone” Jughead spoke and tears started streaming off your face.

“Juggie, I love you too, and I am soo sorry I never told you about all my problems” you spoke as he came near you to put his gifts on the table near you as he sat down next to you and grabbed your hand.

“I am so sorry for not hearing you out, for being too invested in my novel” He sighed.

“No Jug, I was the one who chose not to tell you or anyone else, I felt like I couldn’t burden you all with my problems, and I know that when that novel come out, it’s going to be huge” you reassured as Jughead planted a kiss on your lips and you kissed back missing his lips your mouths moved in sync.

“You could never be a burden (Y/N). Please be my girlfriend again (Y/N), we will work things out together, you were always there for my family problems, I promise I will be there for yours as well; please be mine again, unlike your parents I still love you, (Y/N) love doesn’t run out people just get bored and stop working on it. I will never not work on our love” Jughead pleaded and you accepted.

“Is that the infamous beanie on the teddy bear?” you asked Jughead as he grabbed the bear to give to you.

“Yeah” he smiled.

“Give it!” you cheered as you placed it on your head.

“Looks good on you babe” Jughead declared.

“Yeah, but I don’t do it justice like you” you smirked as you placed it on his luscious black hair and soon your friends came in and they all gave you hugs and you all hung out there until visiting hours were over and you were dismissed the next day.

Your parents overheard what Jughead told you and they realized they wanted to work harder on their relationship and soon became re-married and there was fighting because every good relationship faces problems, but this time they didn’t wait for it to explode and worked on them head on. You and Jughead were happily dating and all was right in Riverdale, they even caught Jason’s Killer. I guess there is such things as Happily Ever After’s.


Tag: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz 

Letters || Park Woojin

To: Y/n


You looked so beautiful today, especially with that cute bow your friends dared you to wear. It looked like you didn’t like it, but I just wanted to hug you and kiss your cheeks, you were that cute. You’re probably thinking that I’m weird for sending you this, but I just wanted you to know that I like you. You’re amazing and I hope you’ll accept me one day.


with love <3


Your Secret Admirer


I quickly stuffed the note into her locker, it was a little later than I usually gave her a note. I just hope no one noticed me, I jumped when I felt an arm on my shoulders. “So, Woojin, You gave her another letter, I wonder what you wrote on it this time… ‘I love you y/n’… it was that wasn’t it, its okay, I ship y'all” Youngmin winked at the end of his teasing. I sighed the one person that I didn’t want to see me, saw me. He will tease me all day about this, he caught me slipping a note in her locker last year, and he hasn’t given up on shipping us since then. “No, not today… more like a ‘I like you, please accept me’ but why am I telling you this..” I shook my head, I just had to tell Youngmin didn’t I. He laughed “I hope she says yes to you Woojin” he chuckled and patted my back before walking to class.


I heard a small gasp behind me, I turned to see y/n looking at the letter I gave her. I started to blush, I better get to class before someone notices me. I quickly walked into my first class which was music, I walked towards my seat which was by Daehwi, Youngmin, and Donghyun. I sat down and put my head in my hands and sighed, what if I was almost caught. I felt someone put their arm over my shoulders. “Are you okay Woojin?” I looked up to see Donghyun with his bright smile showing. I nodded while still having that blush on my cheeks. “Y/n was there, if I was a couple minutes late she would’ve caught me” I shook my head, I was still shocked, what if she caught me and rejected me…
Donghyun patted my back, “I don’t think she would reject you, no one would reject you, look at you” he started to pinch my cheeks while I tried stopping him. “Yeah!! Hyung is right! No one would reject you!” Here comes Daehwi, he just had to say everything loudly didn’t he. “Come on Woojin, just confess to her, she’ll say yes, I’ve seen her around with her friends talking about who this 'secret admirer’ is, plus I can be your wingman.” Youngmin looked so proud to be called wingman. I just played with my fingers while those three just smiled widely and stared at me. “Fine, maybe sometime soon, Not Now!” The three kept smiling widely and just nodded. Our teacher walked in to start class, I was just thankful that they didn’t keep pushing it. After the next few classes, it was lunch time, at this time I waited for everyone to leave the hallway. I walked up to her locker, with another letter in my hand.


To: Y/N


I keep questioning if I should confess now or later. I don’t want to face rejection so soon though, I don’t know if you’ll even say yes. I will have to do it one day, till then I just want to remain mysterious. You looked nice today, like always of course. Have an amazing day y/n


With love <3


Your Secret Admirer


I stuffed the letter in her locker quickly before walking away. I went to the lunch room and headed towards the table I always sat on. I get there to see three loud boys, it’s a daily thing. Once they noticed me they stopped doing what they were doing and just stared at me nodding to each other. I just stared at them, what are they thinking? “Hey guys? Why are you looking at me like that??” The three of them just smiled at me and went back to what they were doing. I sat down and just watched them write something down… I looked at Daehwi who was just giggling to himself at whatever Youngmin was writing. Donghyun just smiled and nodded every time Youngmin asked him something, he even whispered stuff that Youngmin will suddenly write down quickly. After a couple of minutes of me just watching them, they all stopped and folded the paper. Youngmin stood up instantly with a wide smile, “hey guys I’ll be back, I just got to… give this to someone. Okay bye!” and he left as quickly as he said all that. I looked at the other two, who are now eating and having a small talk. “Daehwi what did Youngmin have?” I asked, still cautious about what they were doing. “Oh! He decided to write a letter so you can confess to y/n faster-” Donghyun covered Daehwi’s mouth quickly, “don’t listen to him you know how he is always saying stuff that don’t make sense… right Daehwi?” Donghyun gave him a look which made Daehwi nod slowly.


Youngmin came back after a few minutes, he looked so proud of himself. “I did the best thing I could do for you Woojin, you can just give me a wedding invitation now and call me your best man.” Youngmin stood there like he was superman after saving the whole world. “What did you do Youngmin??” All these scenarios went trough my head. What if he told y/n about my crush on her, or if he told her stuff about me or anything to get her to guess who I was. I started freaking out, I didn’t want her to know this soon, what am I going to do now if she knows who I am?


“Oh you know, what any wingman can do. Get you to the girl that you wanted. A simple thank you will be nice” he looked around with a proud smile. I sighed they probably just ruined my life completely. “What did you write?” I put my head in my hands, my life was about to be ruined by three dweebs with not so brilliant ideas. “Well you see… it has quite Park Woojin vibes on it, all thanks to all three of us.” He pointed at the other two, who just nodded.
“Here I can tell you what I wrote it was nice, I even signed it with your sign…”


To: Y/n


I lOvE yOu, PlEaSe LoVe Me. I’vE hAd A cRuSh On YoU fOr AlMoSt TwO yEaRs  NoW. I kEeP sEnDiNg YoU lEtTeRs, JuSt FoR yOu To NoTiCe Me. I aLsO hAvE oNe ClAsS wItH yOu, YeT yOu DoNt NoTiCe I’m ThErE. I jUsT wAnT yOu To KnOw ThAt, I’vE bEeN wAnTiNg To CoNfEsS fOr A wHiLe NoW. oLiVe YoU a LaTtE.


WiTh LoVe <3


YoUr SeCrEt AdMiReR


“It’s cute isn’t it. All three of us came up with it, Daehwi told me to write every other letter in capitals, while Donghyun told me what to write, I just wrote it and gave it to her. We make such a great team, I’m tearing up.” Youngmin fanned his face, Daehwi just giggled while having food in his mouth, Donghyun shook his head at the over dramatic Youngmin.  I got up and started heading towards the lockers, “I’ll be back, don’t wait for me!” I waved at them three before quickly heading towards y/n locker. By this time she would’ve already gotten my letter before those three decided to add another. Once I made it to the hall where her locker is, I see her just opening it, she has a confused face. I see she already got my letter, since it’s in her hand, but she’s looking at the other letter with a curious face. I only give her three letters each day, one before school starts, one for lunch and one right before school ends. Yet those three decided to ruin that by giving her a random letter after she just received mine. Now what am I going to do, she’ll think someone is pulling a prank on her, I don’t want her to think that. I sighed and headed to class, I had a great idea for tomorrow, I guess this had to be done sooner than later.


It’s now almost the end of school, and I thought everything through for tomorrow. I didn’t tell any of those three, but they will notice what I will do tomorrow. I quickly wrote y/n a letter, it wasn’t anything special, I just had to head to the store before getting home today.


To: Y/n


I see you noticed that third letter earlier, no it wasn’t me, but I’m glad you got to see that. It gave me courage to do something extreme tomorrow. There will be a surprise for tomorrow, I don’t know how this will end, but I hope you’ll answer me truthfully.


With love <3


Your secret admirer


Once the bell rang, I quickly headed towards her locked and stuffed it in there, before she got there. I walked out of school and decided to leave quickly before the three of them spotted me, I didn’t want them to ruin this. I headed towards the store, it was a cute store with lots of cute things, a perfect place to buy someone a gift. I walked around the store and spotted this cute stuffed bear. It was a cream color bear with a cute heart in its hand that said, “I love you beary much”, I just thought it was the cutest thing to give y/n. I took the bear and a random rose, and went to pay for it. I hope she’ll accept me tomorrow.


It was early morning yet again, I got to school with the letter in hand, but this time with a bear and a rose to accompany them. I got to her locker, I’ve never opened it before, but this time I did. I opened it to see it filled with text book and at the corner all my letters neatly aligned. I couldn’t help but blush, did she really keep all my letters, even the letter the three of them gave her. I smiled before neatly putting the bear and the rose inside with the letter facing straight forward. I closed the locker and headed to the place I told her to meet me at.


To: Y/n


I said I was gonna do something huge today, and I will. Before classes start, I want you to come meet me by this tree at the front of the school. Bring the gifts I bought you they’re berry special. Get it cause of the stuffed bear, I’ll just show myself out… but other than that. I want to tell you one last thing before we meet in person. You’re very cute and adorable, if you don’t accept me then I get it, but please think about it.


With love <3


Your secret admirer


It was now fifteen minutes before class started, kids were already heading in to get to class in time. The three boys walked up to the school, and Daehwi was the first to spot me, running up to me and giving me a tight hug. The other two just asked what I was doing out here since I’m always in class before them. “I have to do something important, she should be here soon” I whispered shyly, even if I was about to confess to y/n, I couldn’t help but get nervous and shy. I turned quickly to the school doors to see y/n opening them to get outside, a few of her friends were following her giggling among themselves. Woojin started to blush seeing y/n hold the stuffed bear, the rose and the letter. He looked down at his hands and shyly played with his fingers. The three musketeers moved to the side once spotting y/n heading towards them, all of them smirking, knowing that little Woojin will finally confess to y/n. Y/n then reached the group of boys and instantly noticed a shy Woojin looking down. She blushed herself, no one knew this but she’s had a crush on him for a while now, and she always wished he was the one sending her the letter, but now here she is in front of him. Holding a stuffed bear and a rose, while looking at the letter and then up to Woojin’s blushing face. Y/n started to giggle, maybe her dream gets to become reality.


“Woojin, are you the one behind the letters?” Woojin looked up after hearing the soft voice of y/n, he nodded quickly, he just couldn’t say anything. Y/n was in front of him looking at him with a gleam of hope in her eyes. “Y/n, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time now. I’ve had a crush on you for almost two years now, but I never got the guts to tell you how I feel. Yet today is different, today I decided to confess to you, it’s okay if you don’t accept me, I get it, but I hope you’ll listen to me. Y/n will you please go out with me?” I closed my eyes instantly, I didn’t want to see her face after my confession. I felt hands on my face and someone kissing my cheek. I opened my eyes to see y/n’s face up close to mine. She smiled and nodded, “I will gladly go out with you Park Woojin” but not before giving me another kiss on the cheek. Leaving me a blushing mess, all my confidence melted away just leaving me to be shy once again, but I took her hand and started walking back inside the school.


Outside the school by the tree;
Youngmin was fake crying while trying to get a hold of himself. Daehwi started to scream at all the cuteness he just saw and ran back inside before he died. Donghyun was taking pictures of the whole moment looking proud at little Woojin. Y/n’s friends recorded the whole thing, some of them taking a liking to the three over dramatic boys, but who wouldn’t.


Originally posted by ichnite


I loved writing this cause the bnm babies are the cutest, especially Woojin.

Fresh Meat

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader x Yoongi

Genre and Rating: Filthy Mature

Written by xoxoTheQueenOfHearts

Wrote for my Australian friend 


Originally posted by suga-mon


Being a Freshmen in college you’re considered the “Fresh Meat” and you were ready. After moving in day and orientation, you start to get into a routine and getting comfortable with your schedule and the campus. But coming from a strict household and a strict high school; risque clothes were always off limits and now that you’re an adult and in college; why not live a little?

You always start your day by getting up at the crack of dawn and go for a run around the campus and the trail in the neighboring woods; where sometimes you pass handsome upper Classmen who seem to take interest in you. 

Normally, you would wear shorts and a sports bra but today you were feeling a little frisky and you knew if you played your cards well you could get some fun perhaps. So today you decided to wear black leggings and white tank top to show off your curves and you put your hair into a ponytail before running towards the woods. 

As soon as you came up to the woods you saw him. He was coming towards you and you acted like your shoe came undone. So with your back facing him, you turn around and pretend to fix your shoe; showing off your butt and curves. You whip around when you were done and found him checking you out a little. 

“Oh hey…sorry about that…Didn’t see you there.” you say blushing. 

He chuckles a bit. “It’s alright..you look…yummy.” he said to you.

You try to play your cards right and pretend you don’t know what that means. “I look yummy?” you questioned him. 

“Yeah, ya’ know…” he smirked. 

You tap your chin as if thinking. “No, I’m afraid I don’t.” 

He chuckles at you again. “Well first off, I’m Namjoon. Secondly, why don’t I show you?” he says as his hands found your waist and pulls you closer to him.

A shiver spreads down your spine as you think how your plan worked as you feel an ache in between your legs. “I’m Y/N..and sure?” you say as you still decide to play the innocent card even though he is about to find out how far from innocent you were. 

He lets go of your waist and slaps your ass. “Run into the woods and I’ll catch you.” he says in a tone you weren’t sure of.

You thought it was a weird way to start foreplay but you decided to do it anyways. You stand there a moment longer to see what he does.

“Go I said!” he says sternly.

Just what you were looking for, he wanted to show his dominance by making you his prey. So you start off in a light jog until you hear him coming up behind you before taking off in a full sprint. 

“Dammit!” he growled under his breath.

You smirk to yourself as you hide behind a tree and watch as he runs right past you but seemed to not notice you. You relax a little until you feel hands rip your leggings down and you feel warm fingers at your soaking core while a strong arm pins you to the tree. 

“Though I wouldn’t guess you’d try and hide from me princess, did you? Well now I’m going to show you what yummy really means.” he growls as he gets on his knees and starts to attack your core from behind while you cling onto the tree for support.

His tongue works at your entrance as his fingers occupied with your clit, rubbing and pinching. You moan at the sensations that were making you wetter. You feel him enter a single, then two fingers into your tight entrance and a thumb in your forbidden place. He fingers you hard while having stood up and kisses your neck and holds your throat. 

“Is that what you want huh? You like that?” he teased. 

You look at him as you start to push back against his hand to show you want more. Much more. You see him smirk and takes his fingers out of your holes before he pulled his shorts down to reveal his thick cock. He undresses you with haste before you feel the tip of his cock at your entrance. “God you’re so wet and tight!” he hisses as you felt him thrust inside you.

“Oohh..mm yes…fuck me please..” you moaned into a beg as he filled you up.

He pulls at your hair and fucks you so hard your moans grow louder and louder. You could hear his breathing getting heavier as he drills into you. He then pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back in forcefully. He does that a couple of times before he pulls out completely. 

Namjoon then uses his shirt and shorts as a blanket before he lays down on them and makes you straddle him. “I don’t want you to ride me, just let me do the work.” he says to you and so you let him.

You hear a twig snap behind you but you ignore it. Thinking it’s just Namjoon’s foot having snapped it. But then you felt a wet dick tip against your forbidden place. 

“You thought you were the one playing a game, when you were the one getting played.” Namjoon’s friend Yoongi smiles and whispers into your ear as his dick pushes into your forbidden place while Namjoon still fucks you from below. 

“Y-Yoongi here has wanted to fuck you since day one, so why not fucking do your slutty ass?” Namjoon says as he put a hand over your mouth and the two of them pound into you. Harder and faster.

You moan into his hand and start to buck as you come undone for what feels like forever. Then you feel their dicks hardening. “Come in me…I want you to fill my holes, make me your dirty slut.” you murmured into Namjoon’s hand and you feel them both come in you at the same time as they let out moans of ecstasy. 

Then all of you got up and got dresses as if nothing happened. You checked your watch to see the time. Two minutes before class! But before you could head that way, a hand grasped your wrist. You turn around to see a smug Namjoon and a smirking Yoongi. “You’re ours now.” they hissed before releasing you to go to class. 

(Doing this through submissions due to how long it is);

First and foremost, just want to say I’m immensely in love with your Elsewhere University comic and how accurate it is to old folklore, and I really have to give you props for it.

Besides that though, I had a concept: One student eventually commandeers That Classroom every night around 12:42 AM. They host a small local radio show for about an hour. The music they play tends to be of the orchestral or electronic genres; Though it always sounds really glitchy or broken; Not because of any Interference. That’s just how it was made to sound. Sometimes there’ll just be silence. At least, it sounds like silence to all of the other students that are listening.

They’ll usually play a few songs before butting in with their own stuff, usually commenting on the songs or strange happenings around the university (but only when they know its ok to talk about those happenings). They always end on lines like “… and like the unintelligible mass of white darkness that prowls down the hallways every night, I’ll be seeing you again very soon”, or “… and similar to that wailing down by the creek, I hope you’ll listen again soon!”, stuff like that.

Every so often, someone else tries to watch the door to the classroom to see just who in the hell is actually running this thing. No one ever sees anyone come out. No one ever sees anyone go in.

Most of the time, if a student tunes in, it’s to appease any of Them that might be around. Some do actually enjoy the music played though. Many will often leave a small radio or laptop open in public places. Like the library, or dorm lounges, or maybe near the pool. Sometimes those students find little trinkets at their doorstep in the morning, like shiny beads, scrap electronics, etc. 

The student who runs the show will often talk to themself for a bit after the show ends. At least, that’s what they tell themself. But they know better. They know that the They are there, listening. Watching. They don’t ever try anything to confirm it, though.

Even after the student leaves the university, the show still continues for a few more years. Those who were tuned in for the final show can’t remember exactly how it went. Others think that those people just don’t want to remember.

(I myself was thinking a good fit to the music that would play on the show would be artists like N-qia, PengoSolvent, and Kashiwa Daisuke.)

Okay, so I just saw a Tony and music headcanon which I absolutely and totally respect, because a classical music Tony is an awesome Tony that is a valid way of viewing the character.  However, I also completely and totally disagree with it and didn’t want to highjack that post to disagree.  Basically, fellow writer, you’re awesome and so is your headcanon which is totally valid and legit, but I’m gonna rift off it because I keep arguing with the post in my head.  

Maria started Tony on the piano at a young age.  Howard yelled and complained about how the kid could never keep still, so Maria taught him cords and basic piano warms ups.  She told him if he couldn’t keep still, he could go over the piano fingering in his mind.  He could even move his fingers if he needed to, going through the motions with his hands at his side as Howard ranted at him about how his latest robot was a failure, and keeping him still enough for photographers to take pictures of the engine while Howard put on his fake smile.

Tony would often hang in the doorway as his mother played and sang, hesitant to come in and interrupt her.  Music was numbers and frequencies and all sorts of things that were fascinating to Tony, but he couldn’t quite manage to fit them together into a song.  

It wasn’t until Maria came upon Tony struggling through “You’ll Never Walk Alone” from Carousel that she teaches him how to play music.  Maria the brilliant scientist who loved show tunes could explain to a young Tony Stark how to make music from the notes.  

From then on, Tony was a quick study.  He would often play as Maria sat by his side and sang along, from My Fair Lady to Evita, he would play and sometimes hesitantly sing along.  He fell in love with the quick wit of Cole Porter, often playing a quick bar or two and sing in a sarcastic tone when Howard railed on him for his failures.  Maria was always more fond of Irving Berlin, and he’d play “Blue Skies” whenever she was tired or angry.  

He always liked it when she played Rodgers and Hammerstein.  Sometimes she’d play “Impossible” from Cinderella when Tony felt like he couldn’t meet Howard’s high standards.  He was always mesmerized when she sang “Some Enchanted Evening” or “Something Good”. 

He sometimes thought about running away and working on Broadway.  He never had a way with lyrics, but he could compose a tune.  Surely he could find a partner and they’d create loads of shows that would become world famous.  But Howard would surely find him, so close to home, and the one time he tried to sneak off to the West End while visiting Aunt Peggy in London ended with her taking out a man who had been following Tony for nefarious purposes.  She was kind about it, but she had to take him home.  

Soon enough, he gave up on that dream and entered MIT, but he still couldn’t shake stealing away into one of the music shops and playing the occasional tune.  Some of the others found out about it and bullied him until he stopped.  But Rhodey could sometimes pull him away and ask him to play a song from The Wiz or some of the old Ella Fitzgerald jazz standards.  He also started to branch out at this time, coming up with piano versions of rock songs that he would play to make Rhodey laugh.

“Try to Remember” was the last song he heard her play before she died, and was always one of his favorites.  It was years before he could listen to the song again, much less play it.  Rhodey was the one who sat with him when he finally managed it, softly singing along even though he was never much of a singer because Tony couldn’t quite manage the words.  

Steve was shocked to hear old familiar songs coming from the Avengers common room one night when he couldn’t sleep.  He walked in to see Tony at the piano, singing some of the old Cole Porter songs.  Tony switched over to his own piano rendition of Highway to Hell as soon as he realized Steve was listening, but Steve had already found out.  After that, he’d sometimes join Tony, sitting at the piano and listening to the old tunes.  

It was during one of those times Tony admitted his mother had taught him, and he played “Try to Remember” for Steve.  It wasn’t one he recognized, but it had a soothing melody that made him think of Bucky, who he was still trying to find.  It was then Steve decided he could never tell Tony about what the Winter Soldier had done.  `Tony was finally in a place where he could play the song as a fond memory, and learning the truth would only cause more pain.  

After everything burned down, Steve only felt guilt when he heard the song or looked at a piano.  There were a lot of things he would never do differently, but not telling Tony the truth was a mistake.

After everything burned down, Tony sat at the piano, but couldn’t play.  He stared at the keys, but couldn’t will his hands to move.  When Rhodey would ask him to play, Tony would smile and say he was fine.

He’s always fine.

Sometimes Peter would hear haunting melodies of songs he had never heard before when he visited Avengers Tower.  He never found out where they came from, but he kind of liked listening to the old melancholy tunes before Tony finally showed up and gave him the latest upgrades for his suit.

Cutie

Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Summary: He has been out late at night, and you didn’t know why…until someone had texted him

Word Count: 2002

Warning: eh, the usual cursing 

Originally posted by nochus

Once again the spot on the bed next to you was empty. You sighed and placed your hand on the cold mattress where he was supposed to be. BTS was given a well-deserved break, so you knew he wasn’t at the dance studio or the company. He wasn’t at the dorms either because you had texted the boys asking for Jimin and they said that they hadn’t seen him since their break started a week ago. You didn’t know where he was and you were worried. And this wasn’t the first time either. He’d been out late for three consecutive times this past week and this night was the fourth.

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The Changeling Improv Fiasco

For some reason the play was still As You Like It. It hadn’t turned into The Play yet, and Benedick had great hopes of it remaining so throughout the evening. There had been the wrestling, the banishing of Rosalind, the transformation to Ganymede and Aliena and even the confrontation of Olivier and Orlando and all was still more or less going as planned. True, Keys, who played the role of Charles the wrestler, would have to be replaced with Yoko after tonight, since ‘you will try but one fall’ had turned into ‘you will fight to the death’. Alyssa, who played Rosalind, had done some seriously impressive improv to assure that the new Orlan-NO, as Benedick called him in his mind when he was sure no-one was listening in, only mildly sprained some of Keys’s body parts. It was a calculated risk. All actors knew the dangers of the craft. No-one with black glistening skin and eyes without pupils was going to scare them off. Even if they weren’t a regular.

There were some Regular Visitors that Benedick had almost grown rather fond of. Some only showed up for Waiting for Godot and he’d have to soothe the Estragon of that evening with promises of other nights and other plays. Others came for nothing but Shakespeare. For example, the Other Evellyn sometimes replaced female parts that the original Evellyn was going to play, which was something of a blessing because if you looked past the extra fingers and the occasional flicking of the tongue, she beat the original by a mile when it came to monologue-delivery. Other Evellyn also graciously placed the Evellyn she was replacing in the same props-storage room every time she came to Visit, to avoid Drama. She was quite pleasant, really.

Some of the cast never avoided any drama. In theatre, that group is fairly small. Benedick shook his head. RATHER. Not the other word. Not even close to the other word. No. Rather small. The rining in his ears stopped. He breathed. Close one. What had he been thinking? Right, drama. Some actors here LIVED on drama. Of course there was Hu’tho’lugh, the thing with the purple and the claws and the sash, but when it came to humans, Jaques was a close second. Benedick sat down on the props-table. He mouthed along the lines of Jaques, as played by Jaques. “Invest me in my motley; give me leave to speak my mind, and I will through and through  cleanse the foul body of the infected world, if they will patiently receive my medicine.” Jaques might do with a little less speaking his mind and a lot more cleansing of his own sometime soon. Benedick had given him several whispered warnings that playing the part on which your name was based was a terrible idea. He, for example, would NEVER want to play Benedick. That’s why the name was so suitable. But there was Jaques, on stage, in an already-descending glittering mist, playing himself. Intensifying his identity and his ties to his name. Foolishness of true Shakespearean proportions. Good job Jaques. Very appropriate.

Benedick buried his face in his hands while he listened to the idiot’s final lines. “But who comes here?” A thought occured to Benedick. He hadn’t seen it as a fighting scene, it hadn’t been so in the original script. But anything could happen. Orlando, no, OrlanNO was in control of the lines. “Forbear, and eat no more.” Benedick peeked through his fingers at the stage. Between the curtains, he could see the back of Jaques. Nothing of his posture revealed there was anything wrong, but if OrlanNO had been looking at Benedick the way he was currently looking at Jaques, he wouldn’t have been able to squeak out ‘Why, I have eat none yet’ with such volume. Benedick crept closer to the curtains as the actors on stage started to realise what was wrong with every line spoken. “Nor shalt not, till my hunger is satisfied” was never in the script. The senior Duke was played by The Captain that night, and Benedick had to commend him for how little he stuttered during his lines. In fact, he had almost got to “rude despiser of good manners” before he lapsed into silence. His eyes met Benedick’s, who then glanced at OrlanNO with uncertainty. The changeling looked less and less like the Wilfred that he had been trying to imitate. Benedick somehow doubted that they would find poor Wilfred back in any props cupboard anywhere. White teeth glimmered in the bright stage lights. OrlanNO looked hungry. Famished.

Benedick’s hands clutched the curtain. He took a look at the stage, the audience, the teeth. Then he straightened his back, shoved his bell-cap on his head and thrust himself onto the stage. Touchstone was not in this scene, but the Duke didn’t look like he was going to say another word till next week and the show must go on. He stared at the audience, jingled slightly and muttered a joy-less ‘hey ho nonny nonny’ before doing something truly foolish. He addressed OrlanNO directly. “What would you have? Your gentleness shall force more than your force move us to gentleness.” OrlanNO had stopped bothering with lines. It was an improv fiasco, but what else could a fool do? “I see you almost die for food…” He exchanged looks with Jaques, who croaked “would you have it?” Benedick cling-clanged over to OrlanNO, who was eyeing the first row rather than the kettle-of-stew-prop that they had on stage. An audience member instantly dropped her bag of M&M’s. The sound of rolling candy made OrlanNO growl.

Touchstone took over. Benedick heard Touchstone say “I was bid to come for you.” And with a jump that made all the bells on his suit sound like the world tiniest and most excited cathedral, he landed off the stage, right in front of the audience. “Good ev'n, gentle friend” was also part of his lines, which cobbled themselves together to suggest some audience interaction might be required at this point. Thankfully, the first few rows had got the point rather swiftly. Touchstone’s bell-cap came off and in it, any and all audience snacks were gathered. Touchstone looked at OrlanNO for approval. “So-so.” The voice was almost Wilfred’s again. He sounded almost pleased. “'So so’ is good, very good, very excellent good; and  yet it is not; it is but so so.” Touchstone looked pointedly at the people in the back rows, who started throwing their snacks onstage. This seemed to put OrlanNO back into his good humour. Touchstone climbed the stage and presented the ‘meal’. “Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table.”

The hungry changeling dropped to the floor and grabbed for the food. OrlanNO seemed capable of speech while eating. As the contents of the hat were being devoured, somewhere from the inside of OrlanNO came the lines: “Pardon me, I pray you: I thought that all things had been savage here; and therefore put I on the countenance of stern commandment. But whate'er you are that in this desert inaccessible, under the shade of melancholy boughs, lose and neglect the creeping hours of time. If ever you have look’d on better days, if ever been where bells have knoll’d to church, if ever sat at any good man’s feast, if ever from your eyelids wiped a tear and know what ‘tis to pity and be pitied, let gentleness my strong enforcement be: In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.” Touchstone decided that Adam could wait for his part of the meal just a little longer. To distract the audience from the sound of loud chewing, he prodded Jaques. “Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre presents more woeful pageants than the scene wherein we play in.” Jaques nodded, and to his credit, took the centre stage. While an expert demonstration of the word ‘gnawing’ could be witnessed behind him, Jaques started ‘All the world’s a stage…” Touchstone crept back into the curtains. The show went on. 

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LittleWhiteLy: Great thanks to lurkeymclurker for giving me the idea in the first place. 

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GUN.DER.SON VOLTRON HIGH SCHOOL AU INFO

Part 4- INFO DUMP !! ITS THE STAFF THIS TIME !!


Voltorn High:


Coran- Band Director/History Teacher

-loves his band kids

-loves colorguard girls (and boy) too and lets them crash band practice any time they want

-lets anyone that wants to eat lunch in his classroom

-always brings really weird food for lunch

-the kids are, disgusted.

-“Well my husband LOVES my cooking!”

-(he has a husband!!!! god i love lgbt representation)

-hes REALLY passionate abt band

-they lost a comp once and he was LIVID he was wayyy too upset tbh

-highkey ships Lance and Keith

-highkey ships Hunk and Shay

-lowkey ships Allura and Shiro (but only if shiro is a respectable young man)

-everyone thats been in band for more than 3yrs calls him Uncle Coran

-he cries at graduation every time bc he doesnt want his band to leave

-Gets REALLY into his history lessons

-its almost as if he was there

-doesnt understand why all the band kids were so hype when they learned abt alexander hamilton

-you can always distract him by asking him about stories on his personal life

-none of them make sense but he gets so into them the kids can do anything n he wont notice

-History Teacher by day, Band Instructor by night


Alfor- Principal

-loves allura more than anything

-loves football too? classic dad

-rly close relationship with allura tbh

-bc of that, she knows so much abt football

-so she always follows along during games

-gets a bit too into them

-alfor is a cool dude

-p terrifying if u get in trouble tho

-otherwise total princi-pal :)

-shiro is terrified of him

-for good reason

-friends with all his staff

-has a “worlds best principal” mug

-has a doctorate and wont let you forget it

-“principal alfor-“

“its Dr. Dr Alfor.”

“.. o.. okay… im sorry..”


Blaytz- Coach

-kind of a hardass

-loves the team tho 10/10

-always makes sure nobody is over exerting themselves

-is always told to give shiro extra laps bc alfor (his best friend) doesnt trust that boy

-alfor thinks shiro only joined the team bc they practice at the same time/place as colorguard

-thats not the case this boy just didnt want to do gym

-also, itll help pay the cost for college

-blaytz loves shiro tho

-makes him captian/quarterback

-hates coach sendak bc he totally cheated last season

-his husband comes to cheer on the football games :’) (everyones happy married and gay ig lol)

-also coaches baseball and basketball?? the school had budget cuts, people

-lance is on both teams (who knew he could play!! me. i did)

-shiro is on the baseball team

-allura almost cries when she finds out (she went to one of lance’s practices and saw him) bc MMMM THOSE PANTS THO

-keith also went to watch that practice

-he saw lance in those pants

-who knew he had an ass?? fuck

-he meets allura and they bond n gossip over those damnpants

-keith has to bite his tongue from telling allura about shiros crush on her

-allura has to bite her tongue to keep from spilling about lances crush on keith


Trygal- Science Teacher

-totally the “just out of college hip n trendy 20-something year old” science teacher who does cool experiments and never assigns any homework

-also is beautiful and all the guys in her class are distracted

-pidge’s favorite teacher tbh

-comes into class 20 minutes late with a starbucks and her hesdphones in: “hey kids i dont wanna do anything today so we’re watching a video on the human body”


Gyrgan- Home Ec Teacher

-hes so FUNNY

-the kids, love him

-his laugh shakes the entire fucking room it’s glorious

-uses twitter but only bc his daughter helps him. doesn’t know how otherwise

-got a retweet from gordon ramsay for his chicken parmesan and gordon PRAISED him for it

-10/10 cook/baker

-hunk’s favorite teacher

-hunk is his fave student tbh

-uh also he sometimes plays episodes of hells kitchen in class for fun


Kollivan- English Teacher

-hardass

-he cares abt his students i swear, hes just not good at showing it

-Sometimes gives self defense lessons in his class bc, “its important to know how to defent yourself.”

-his class is weird tbh

-hates reading so he makes the kids do it all. the. time.

-pronounces everyones name wrong until like the last day of school

-everyones secret favorite bc hes very real, take no bullshit kind of guy who speaks his mind.


(more to come soon :))

(sha/la/dins dont interact)

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[BTS x Mystic Messenger AU]

Jeon Jungkook
(aka MC) has found a mobile phone and also got involved in an organization called RFA. With times he started to think that it became his family. 

Kim Taehyung
(aka 707)  a hacker and also a secret agent who has no chill. Sometimes members question his genius side but when it comes to computer, Taehyung magically turns into a beast. Plays overwatch all the time (secretly wishes to play it with Jungkook).

◕PLOT◕

One day Jungkook found a phone. Trying to know who it belonged he started a conversation with a stranger called

Unknown.

He asked him to come to an apartment to find an owner but… Jungkook turned out being trapped in the apartment and got involved in a strange organization RFA. 

Firstly, all members acted carefully towards Jungkook but soon they started to feel like he had been with them from the beginning. V kept eye on JK as to protect him. But watching boy every day woke up strange feelings in V that he tried to hide (but anyway everyone noticed that he became strange, even stranger than he was).


part II : Jimin, Suga & J-Hope

more to come.

S4 Deleted Scene Rundown

4x1 - Esteban

  • Red talks to Manny in the back of the car before breaching where Kirk is holding Liz. Red studies blueprints of the place that Manny’s brother stole. Manny asks if it’s true that Red had a thing with Fidel’s granddaughter at Carnival. Apparently she’s been telling stories.

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What Would Lucifer Do? - 3x04 Episode’s ending interpretation

What Would Lucifer Do? was admittedly one of the best episodes we have seen in Lucifer. The ending had all this emotional angst but after many discussions with fellow friends, I believe that the majority of them just caught only one of the meanings of what that scene wanted to convey to the audience. 

In order to understand the final scene we first have to get through the episode again first. 

Lucifer throughout the episode claims (four times explicitly) that once a bad guy always a bad guy and repeats that mantra as if he tries to convince himself only for Amenadiel to call his bluff in the end. 

Now that admission had two meanings. The first was that he knew that Lucifer was trying to make him angry in order to for Ameadien to stop probing but at the same time Amenadiel understood something albeit a bit too late. Lucifer had once been in Amenadiel’s position and if we want to be honest sometimes he still is. 

Lucifer was the favourite son, in my opinion, he still is, and one fine day he went too far. Mum called that issue in attention when she questioned him is he was still trying to please his Father. As Lucifer had said who wants to be the punisher of humanity’s filth? Keep that line by the way it will come back to play really soon. Lucifer for aeons became a punisher in order to please his Father even if he didn’t understand that. Amenadiel for the first time then understands that Lucifer is not evil but he is also not a punisher. 

The story that Lucifer tells to Amenadiel also hits home. Like the damned masochist in Hell, both brothers waited and followed orders one more willingly than the other and waited. As a child for Lucifer, any attention was a good sign he had not been forgotten so he assumed that role. He was never meant to be a Punisher he was not created for that purpose. In a weird sense, he carries Chloe’s ideals. He believes in justice and not so much in punishment. Punishment is something that has been part of himself because he feels like he experiences it every day and now he is like that masochist… He has a day where he is no longer punished and as such he feels lost. All that twisted love he was receiving through being the Devil is gone. The last “gift” of Dad is gone and Lucifer cannot define himself anymore. 

Now at the same time, we have the issue of his feelings. He loves Chloe but he doesn;t have her and he feels like he is losing her as well. At the end of this episode, Lucifer realises that he was defining himself as the bad influence but he is no longer just the Devil. He is her partner and in some extension hers because that’s how love works. You surrender a part of you to the one you love.

So Lucifer is been left without what defined him as a Devil, without the purity that would define him as an Angel and without Chloe which would define him as hers and as a man in an extension. Now add to that this scene:

Lucifer as I’ve said to that gifs respectable post always expressed his emotions through music. When you cannot talk about what ales you or what is downright killing you, music was the key for him to interpret what was going on in his inner world and how to deal with it. Uriel’s death, Mum, Chloe… Love, lust, pleasure, frustration… And at that scene, my favourite scene we realise that 

A) Lucifer cannot bring himself to play anymore because he knows that the music for the first time will betray him. He is broken and in love but Amenadiel cannot know that. Lucifer himself cannot admit that openly because he knows he has changed but if the notes get out he will know just how much. 

B) The hesitation and the shaking of his fingers were also a sign on the brink Lucifer was to let it all out. He reaches for the piano ready to get everything out in the open and instead of that he starts narrating that story. Thinking works with chains upon chains and so it is not surprising that he chooses that story. As a masochist, he is in love with Chloe and he now realises that he must break free and not be as pathetic as he shows Amenadiel to be.  But he will not break free because he knows he cannot crawl to Chloe’s feet and tell her My Queen please I’ll be good do not forget about me. So once again he is lost… He has no purpose… No function. No one to turn to until Amenadiel tells him this: 

The previous night Amenadiel had come to are a realisation of his own when he was talking with Dan. Lucifer had a terribly lonely existence and as many people know it is not easy for such people to get out of the sun and accept they can be loved, that there are people that care for them and will be next to them

So at that moment, Lucifer gains back a piece of his family but it also makes him aware of for how long he was lost. Yet he is frustrated. Why after so long someone came to his aid. Why now? Why when if he had been saved sooner he could have been a different man today. Worthy of Chloe, with Chloe and a man he could understand and know when he looked at his own reflection. It’s not just Chloe anymore it’s everything and that everything shatters inside him cue the next scene. 

For a second time in his existence, he sees that he has changed. His image has yet again been distort but it is not something he can bring forward like his face and eyes. He admits defeat because that mirror shows how shuttered he feels and actually is inside. He is part of pieces which are constantly changing with their main point of reference her. But now he has the help of his brother which makes him wonder what exactly is going on. He is restored to something he probably had pleaded and screamed raw for ages and it’s right there between the cracks of that mirror. 

So here we have two things we should expect in the next episodes. First Lucifer might start avoiding Chloe in order to find answers of who he is without a point of reference. Second, although he might avoid her he will also seek her out when most vulnerable… Confusing much? Well let’s move to the song used in the end of that scene:

Cover me, keep it spiralling…

Keep it spiralling, keep it spiralling   

I tried with open eyes but I couldn’t see.

Jens Kuross - Spiraling (Available on Spotify)

As you know the show has a great tradition of using songs that not only set the right mood but are also providing us with some spoilers of the importance of that scene as well as to what is about to come sometimes. 

Now the rest of the lyrics of that song are quite illuminating for the ending scene. 

I lost all my goodbyes when I set you free 
I tried with open eyes but I couldn’t see
Keep it spiralling, Keep it spiralling
Cover me and give me a lifeline
Give me a lifeline (x4)

Why don’t you ever follow me into my dream
Bright eyes running through fire and spiralling
 
Keep it spiralling (x3)
Cover me and give me a lifeline
Give me a lifeline (x4)

(Refrain and instrumental)

I tried with open eyes but I couldn’t see
Bright eyes running through fire and spiralling
Keep it spiralling (x3)

I’ll not write more because I have wasted a lot of your time but by the lyrics of that song we can assume that Lucifer’s inner turmoil is always caused by Chloe. He left her behind and yet in a way she is his lifeline when everything else collapses around him while his emotions ‘widen’ but he is lost in that spiralling confusion like in one of those never-ending staircases. Yet he never realises that the problem is not the stairs but the walls… The structure itself… 

burningblake  asked:

for the ship thing, flashfrost, meaning killer frost and savitar (i think it's different from snowbarry?)

Geez this was hard, FlashFrost is so different from Snowbarry, but thank you so much, i loved to write about them <3

  • who holds the umbrella when it rains

Savitar is not the gentleman type and Killer Frost actually likes the rain, so no one.

  • who is the grumpiest in the morning

Savitar. Killer Frost is up before the sun and Savy mumbles sleepy for her to come back to bed, when she doesn’t comply, he brings her back and traps her there. Sometimes he has to let her go because she froze his arms but often she stays, only to steal his warm, it’s a lie and both know, but shiiiu. 

  • who worries more when the other is sick/hurt

Savitar worries, especially when she fights Team Flash, he usually has to save her before Cisco or Barry can lock her up, but he understands, soon she will rise as his queen and TF won’t be a problem anymore.

  • who plays pranks on the other

Gods don’t waste time with pranks

  • who is always the first to suggest cuddling on the sofa

None of them. Usually they only cuddle after sex. 

  • who insists on creating nicknames for the other

He is her god of speed and she is his queen of winter.

  • who drools on the other when they’re asleep

Who would have thought the god of speed drools when asleep?!

  • who says ‘I love you’ first

They don’t say i love you, but their loyalty to each other speaks louder than words. 

send me a ship and i’ll tell you

Parent Hoseok would be like

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

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Requested: Hi i’d like to request what would parenting be like with hoseok~~ bby 💞 pls ily 😘 I love your blog btw 😉

A/n: Hope you like it :) 

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Brains Over Beauty (Part 2) // Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by stvlinski

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5 (FINAL) 

Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Stiles x reader
Word Count: 1,492
Warnings: A few swear words I think
Original request from @hungergamesteenwolf:  “Hi could you make an imagine where the reader is a veela (a beautiful supernatural creature with hypnotic powers) and everyone gets attracted to get because of her looks but only her soulmate gets attracted to her because of personality and until she finds out who her soulmate is the world is in black and white and she finds out stiles is her soulmate who she has been friends with since childhood. Thanks.”   

A/N: This is a continuation of Brains Over Beauty (obviously). Anyways, I hope you all enjoy! Part 3 will be coming soon!! 

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anonymous asked:

Tomura Shigaraki (my hero academia) having his s/o telling him they're pregnant, with scerico or headcanon of during the pregnancy and after the birth?

I’ll do a mix of these since I’m not sure what to do. I hope you enjoy these.

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| Tomura Shigaraki​

• The moment you had told him the news that would make most normal people happy, you expected him to take things in another more abnormal way. He was quiet and stayed in a dark room, leaning forward with his hands poised infront of his mouth, as he appeared to be lost in thought. It wasn’t as bad as you thought, it was just, he took a few days of silence to think about it. It was nerve wracking to say the least.

• During the pregnancy he was sure not to touch your stomach too much or too long, he didn’t want to hurt you or the child inside, but that doesn’t mean he won’t ask you questions about how it feels when the baby kicks or describe it to him. He’s fascinated and his quirk holds him back from actually doing normal things but he tries to use 4 or 3 fingers so he can try to atleast experience what you are going through. He did at one point, poke your stomach and asked if you knew if it was going to be a girl or boy.

• You didn’t think it was possible for him to care about anyone until you saw how far he went through with decorating the nursery. He said it was “To see what happens.” with your little bundle - you think he just put random things he didn’t want to destroy in hopes your child would grow to like them, like Tomura did. Sometimes he would sit there in the middle of the night and just think. But your random cravings always have him demanding his subordinates go fetch you what you want so he can continue his thoughts. Maybe he was visualizing what was soon coming.

• Seeing Tomura actually dote on your child was a rare sight if he ever did so infront of anyone who wasn’t your child. You had to wait up at night to even get a glimpse of it. During play times, you saw the childish nature of Tomura come back out as he played whatever game (___) wanted to play with their father. Many didn’t expect him to be a good father but you knew he had the potential to be so . Especially when he trained them to control their quirk, with you keeping an eye on them both so no one would get carried away, as Tomura does during a game.

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It was late at night when you felt a shift in the weight of your shared bed. You didn’t hear a wail of your child and slept peacefully, or would’ve, until you heard a small creak of the floorboard and that roused you from slumber.

Feet touching the cold wooden floor, and wrapping a blanket to keep you warm, you traveled down the hallway down to the room of your child’s nursery. The door had moonlight peeking out to tempt you to look into the room at the turned back of Tomura.

His lanky and gangly form was rocking back and forth with a small bundle in his arms. You could hear the small fragments of his conversation, “You’ll be so strong, string enough to beat anyone… Train you and your quirk so you don’t hurt ____…. We wouldn’t want that would we? No.” He walked into a small circle and you had to keep yourself from giggling at the cute display.

This was so adorable you wished you had brought your camera for future moments. Shigaraki pulled back the curtains and showed the stars to your baby, “….I can’t wait to see who you grow up to be; more like me or them?” He pondered out loud, small coos answers him as a smile grew on his lips. It seemed time for bed once more as he walked back towards the crib.

“It’s night time now little one, now, don’t wake me or ___ up, since we need our sleep to.” He ordered in a light tone that was answered with baby cooing and giggles that he gently booped their tiny nose. He smiled as he heard their laughter at the contact.

You quietly, but hurriedly scurried down the hall back to your room to your bed before he could catch you for seeing that moment. Counting down till he came back to bed, you slowed your breathing down and fought to keep the mirthful smile off your face so you wouldn’t be caught.

“I knew you were there the entire time ____.” the quiet statement rang out into he crisp air. Seems like you were caught, but it’s not like you would regret it.