why did they put me in charge

September 2018, “Hey, you did such a good job as a survey caller, we’d like to put you in charge of our backup system, the last guy who did it left us no documentation, but you’re young and probably tech savvy.”

Early October 2018, “Hey, you’re picking up this backup stuff up quickly. Mind figuring out how our security system works?”

Mid October 2018, “We’d like to have you write our disaster recovery plan, determine the best offsite backup provider, fix our acceptable use policy, and write our security policy.”

Lads, I’ve never even taken a comp sci course before, why the Sam Hell do you trust me?

So Bruce Wayne is a rich guy living in a crime-ridden, desperate city. If you want to set up a ransom, you go for his kids. Dick had it really bad because people saw this as a new thing and it was more thrilling.

It got to a point where Dick would be dining with Bruce and be like,”So someone tried to kidnap me today. Again. I went into a back bend and started saying things in various foreign languages while charging them. It was quite amusing. I figured I shouldn’t beat them up to help protect my identity.”

And all Bruce does is let out a half-laugh.


Dick ran into school,“Sorry I’m late. Someone tried to kidnap me,”

“Very funny Mr. Grayson.”

A kid spoke up,”I did see a guy putting a bag over his head.”


Babs shook her head,”Why are we going after these guys?”

“They tried to kidnap my civilian identity. I figured it would be too suspicious to go full Robin on them though.”

Babs shook her head,”Again?”


People tried to kidnap Jason about five times. Cas scared people off so much they never tried. Tim was “almost”kidnapped about four times. Damian was 4 because even though he scared them, people believed that he would be a better target. But Dick…He was in the hundreds…

A concept: Aunt May does her best to raise a decent human being. She doesn’t swear a lot. She doesn’t gamble. She doesn’t drink (to excess). Peter thinks his aunt is probably the greatest person ever. She’s sweet and kind and wonderful. So when aliens start attacking Queens specifically, he’s terrified.

Peter doesn’t realize the strain Aunt May has been under, trying to be a good parent.

Because when he and Tony find her, she’s swearing like a sailor and beating an alien with a trash can and when she finally tires out she swears at it some more and then points at it threateningly and snarls, “GO TO YOUR ROOM.” The alien skitters away in terror. Probably to its room.

“Kid,” Tony laughs when he sees how shell-shocked Peter is (it’s even visible through the mask). “Your aunt’s a born-and-bred New Yorker. Why are you surprised?”

(Just give me all the “New Yorker tired of their city/state being invaded by aliens DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES ME TO GET TO WORK ON A DAY WHEN ALIENS HAVEN’T BLOCKED TRAFFIC???” nonsense and put May right in the middle of it pls. Because every time I see Aunt May I just think of how great she did in My Cousin Vinny and how she’s the same tough lady she’s just in charge of a child now.)

Pests

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Anon: “could you write 80. “You owe me.” for Billy Hargrove, please? :))”     
Anon 2: “could you do something about billy w 1, 11 and 24″ [ You’re not going alone(1), where’d you get that?(11), you like this song?(24)]

Summary: Billy works with you at your Family’s diner. After the restaurant closes for the night a few unwanted visitors pay the two of you a visit.

A/N: Short and sweet. I feel like this is different than anything I have read. Dorky, fluffy Billy is everything right? Willing to do a part two if y’all want one.

Songs

Like Real People Do - Hozier

Six Feet Under The Stars - All Time Low

Can’t Stand It - Never Shout Never

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01. Must Have Energy - Kim NamJoon fanfic

AN*  So I ran across a “Bed Sharing AU” prompt list with 8 prompts and thought it’d be a great exercise to explore writing fanfics again, this time for BTS instead of anime. I just recently wrote “Grief” which is the first fanfiction I’ve written in 3 years… the first anything I’ve written in 3 years actually.  So don’t be too hard on me.  I intend this to be the first in a series, using all 8 prompts with different members.  8 prompts, 7 members… the 8th will be a surprise.

A special thanks to BTS… for giving me inspiration and re-igniting my passion to write again. (Gif credit to original owner.)

02. Kim SeokJin - Mama Mo’s

03. Min Yoongi - You’re Mine

04. Jung HoSeok - My Hope

05. Park Jimin - Awkwardly Perfect

06. Kim TaeHyung - The BPP

07. Jeon JungKook - Call Me Kookie

08. BTS - Hawaiian Thunderstorm

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Must Have Energy

Prompt: The heater broke and I’m freezing get over here!

Pairing: Kim NamJoon x Reader

Genre: Fluff, oneshot (smut light)

Word Count: 4.1K

“Come ooooon….” you whined into the phone.

“I seriously don’t know what you expect me to do!” NamJoon laughed on the other end.

“You’re a man!  Men fix things!  So fix it for me!” You knew you were being unreasonable, but the chill creeping into your bones was no joke.

“Well… I can’t argue with logic like that,” he laughed again. You rolled your eyes.

“Are you coming or not?”

“Let me see what I have and I’ll head over… I can’t promise anything though.”  You sighed in relief.

“Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you,” you shot out as fast as you can.  “Hopefully I won’t be a popsicle by the time you get here.”

“Hurry up… got it!” You could practically hear the smirk on his face. “See you in a few…”

“Minutes right? Not hours!?” you shot back.  He just laughed.

“Go put on a coat or something… the longer I’m on the phone, the longer it’ll take me to get there…”

“BYE!” you said a little too loudly, immediately hanging up.  Thank God for NamJoon.  You don’t know what you would do right now if he wasn’t an option.  Why did the heater have to go out now… in the middle of a frickin’ snowstorm!? You had no money to hire a professional, who would charge overtime because it was a weekend… and you had no clue how to fix anything!

At least with Joon there was a chance of success… a pretty high chance… well… 50-50 maybe.  You didn’t know him all that well, but you had hung out a few times… and when you were with a group, you managed to find each other and would go into your own little world sometimes.  He was sweet, and funny, and the dude was a genius.  He never tired of telling you about the latest books he’d read or the random information about some tree as you walked past one in the park.  But could you trust him not to burn the house down?

You shook your head. Who cares if he burned the house down!? Then you’d at least be warm again!  You had on a t-shirt under a sweater and leggings on under your jeans, fuzzy socks on your feet tucked into fuzzy slippers, and you were still starting to shiver.

You should have called him earlier!  You were just hoping against hope that the heater would fix itself this morning, and now that it was afternoon, you were desperate.  Instead of a coat, as NamJoon suggested, you grabbed the comforter off your bed and snuggled in to wait on the couch.  At least the power wasn’t out… you flipped on the TV hoping there was a show about the tropics or something that would mentally warm you while you waited.

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Accepting Him Part 2

Fandom: The Boy
Character: Brahms
Relationship: Brahms/reader
Request: Can you write a second Brahms one from the boy. Soemthing like he scares the reader by accident and she leaves but comes back to him straight away.
Part one: http://littlebitoffanfic.tumblr.com/post/150780019854/accepting-him
As the rain tapped on the window, you woke up, taking in the peaceful sound of the pitter patter.
Your mind raced back to the night before, what had happened.
Brahms was real, he had saved you from your father and kept you safe all night. He had been protecting you the whole time you were here while you protected the doll.
Then there was that kiss.
It had been so deep, so passionate that you almost believed it wasn’t real.
Sitting up, you glanced over your shoulder as dread filled your body.
Brahms wasnt beside you.
Pushing the covers back, you quickly checked around the room with no success so you went into the hall way.
“Brahms?” You called out, the fear obvious in your voice as you listened for a response. But nothing came.
You checked everywhere. His room, the play rooms, the music room, the living room and with disappointing results.
You called his name at the top of your voice as you started to run from room to room.
He had to be real, you weren’t crazy. Last night wasn’t a dream, it couldn’t be.
Then you remembered your father so you ran to the pool room.
But when you got there, your heart broke.
There was no sign of anything in the room. No body, no smashed doll, no blood. Except the mirror Brahms had come out of was now replaced with a hanging portrait of Brahms grand parents.
Stumbling back, you started to hyperventilate.
It couldn’t be all in your head, it just couldn’t be. You knew the way your heart had beat against your chest when you saw him was real. The feeling of his lips on yours was real. The pain when your father had cut your cheek was real.
Jumping, you ran to one of the mirrors in the house and glared at your reflection.
You had a long, red cut down your cheek. It was clean and you could see it was starting to heal but it was real.
A knock at the door made you jump out of your skin and run for the door. Could it be him?
But as you opened the door, you were disappointed to see it was Malcom with your delivery.
“What happened to your cheek?” He asked, pushing past you with the box and making his way to the kitchen.
“I fell.” You said through gritted teeth.
You didn’t need him here right now. Besides, you had more than enough food for yourself and Brahms, if he was real.
You followed him into the kitchen, taking the time to think things over.
You couldn’t go to the police about anything because they would put you in an insane asylum. And even if they did find that your father was dead, you wouldn’t sell out Brahms so you would be charged with murder.
And what about when his parents came back?
You were interrupted by Malcom slamming the fridge shut, a little harder than you thought necessary.
“So, wheres the doll?” He asked, making a spectacle of himself looking around so you crossed your arms.
“Hes… resting.” You settled on, unable to think of anything else to say.
“Ah, I got you. ‘Resting’. While he resting, why don’t you and me go out sometime?” Malcom said, attempting to sound seductive but more moronic than anything else.
“No.” You replied flatly, turning on your heel and walking out of the kitchen, hoping he would leave.
“Why not?” A hand pulled on your jumper which you had forgotten was from yesterday but didn’t care.
“Because Im not instrested.” You tried to keep your voice calm but it was hard. You were dealing with a lot and this guy wasn’t helping.
“Come on, give me a chance.” He darted in front of you hand gripped both your upper arms.
“Listen and listen good. I am not interested in you. I don’t want you as a love, a friend or an acquittance. Nothing, nil, zilch. Now if you would please leave before I call the police.” You hissed, pulling yourself from his grip.
He stumbled back.
“fine.” He spat and left, slamming the door behind him.
Once he was gone, you locked the door and pressed your head against the wood.
“Where are you Brahms.” You whispered to yourself.
Eventually, you pulled yourself together and decided that if he was around, he would want you to follow the rules. You had tried to go about your day normally but without the doll, it was hard.
Soon you gave up and began wondering the house. You ended up back in the pool room when something caught your eye. Under one of the chairs was a piece of prosocline. It was white with a piece of what used to be lip on it. You picked it up, twirling the piece in your hands.
if you knew where all the other bits were, you would try and glue them back together to pleae Brahms.
that was when it clicked.
you held the piece firmly in one hand and walked over to the portrait. You gently pushed it up and it fell forward, off the wall.
You placed the picture down on the ground and smiled widely.
There, in the wall, was the hole. The hole that he had come out of last night.
As you climbed through, you felt like Alice when she was following the white rabbit down the rabbit hole.
The tunnels were a little dark but you could just make out the way by the light that shone through the floor and wall boards. You walked around inside the walls for a while, unable to get your baring’s until you found a door. You silently pushed it open and peered inside.
It led to a dark room you had never seen before. There was no natural light inside and you could see a makeshift bed in the corner and a side table. On that table, you could see a couple of pieces of your jewellery and one of your dresses. There was also a photo of you. It was one you had brought with you of you and a friend but your friends face had been ripped off.
Pushing the door open further, you saw someone hunched over a desk. Instantly, you knew it was Brahms by his cardigan. To his right, was a half built doll. The doll Brahms. You could see he had rebuilt nearly all the body and was now onto the face but he couldn’t seem to find the part he was looking for.
Stepping inside, you walked up behind him silently. Instantly, you knew the piece in your hand was matching the missing piece.
Maybe that’s why he hadn’t been around. He was rebuilding the doll.
“What about this piece?” You asked, your voice making Brahms jump and turn to you, his body language screaming defence. But when his eyes fell on you, holding out the piece, he relaxed slightly.
He was now wearing his mask again but you remembered how handsome he was.
Almost curiously, he reached out and took the piece out of your hand and retreated back to the doll, his back to you.
“Why did you leave?” You asked, stepping closer to him. You saw him flinch at the question but didn’t answer.
“Do you want me to leave?” You asked, your voice shaking. You knew there was two away to take your questions. Either to leave the room or the house. You didn’t know what you meant yourself.
Brahms shoot up and turned on your heel to stare at you with wide eyes. He shook his head violently, his curls bouncing against his face.
You couldn’t help but smile at the urgency of his answer.
“Then I’ll stay.” You giggled, seeing the way Brahms whole body relaxed at you answer. Brahms walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you but paused. You instantly knew it was because he was unsure if he had done wrong. You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close so he didn’t doubt himself. You rested your head against his chest, hearing how hard his heart was beating against his chest.
“Why would you think I didn’t want you?” Brahms spoke with an air of fear. You had been possessing over the way he had said your name the day before that hearing his voice soothed you.
“I woke up alone and I couldn’t find you. You didn’t reply when I called you. I thought I was going crazy.” You trailed off as you felt him pull away and you looked at the ground.
“Sorry.” He muttered leaning down and gently bumping the forehead of the mask against yours. You smiled, looking up at him.
Reaching up, you gently took the mask off his face and he allowed you. You couldn’t help but smile at him.
“You wanna go grab something to eat? And I’ll help you finish later?” You asked, nodding to the half built doll. Brahms nodded.
You were about to turn around but he pressed his lips to yours in a quick and chase kiss. But when he pulled away, you were quick to move forward and return a more passionate kiss. You had spent most of the day thinking you were insane and then have him here and that one kiss was all it took to convince you that your sanity was intact.
But when you pulled away, you couldn’t fight the growing questions in your mind.
“Brahms, what do we do now?” You asked, forgetting he couldn’t read your mind and see all the questions. He tilted his head to the side and frowned.
“I thought you said you were hungry?” He replied, nodding to where you had entered, his curls bouncing a little.
“No, I mean now. Now I know you’re here.” You ran your hand over his chest a little just to make sure. “And what about when your parents get back?” As you spoke, you saw him flinch slightly.
“They- they aren’t coming back.” He mumbled, pulling away from you and walking away.
You stumbled a little since you had been leaning on him slightly.
“What do you mean?” You called after him, a little confused now.
But he didn’t answer. Instead, he picked up a piece of paper off the side of a table and held it out to you. You walked forward and took it gently out of his hand and started to read.
You recognised it as his mothers handwriting. The letter said about how much they loved him but they couldn’t live with the guilt and with him. You couldn’t believe your eyes or read the final sentences.
They had committed suicide.
You looked up and saw Brahms was staring at your intensely.
“Bahms, im so sorry.” You lowered the letter, keeping it in your right hand.
“Its okay. Because now I have you. And you’ll never leave.” He stepped forward but you stepped back. Instantly, Brahms froze.
It was so much to take in, you almost felt like you were going to pass out. After everything last night and now this, it was too much. You needed some space, some fresh air.
“You’ll never leave, right?” Brahms suddenly growled, making you jump and stare up at him with fear in your eyes. “You’re happy?” It wasn’t so much a statement but a question.
“Brahms, i-“ But before you could being to explain anything, he turned away from you and walked away from you to a table in the corner. You could see he was breathing hard and he seemed to hunch over himself and he was shaking after if he was struggling to control himself.
“Leave.” He growled, his voice low and sharp. You jumped a little, unable to control the growing feeling you were in danger.
“Brahms-“ You walked forward and reached out a hand to him, but he whipped around to face you, his hands sending the table flying to smash against the walls as it shattered.
you let out a scream and covered your face with your hands, convinced he would hurt you like your father used to.
But nothing came.
You peaked through your fingers to see he was staring down at you, his face contorted in pain.
“Leave.” He mumbled, stepping back from you.
You didn’t have to be asked twice.
turning on your heels, you ran. Down all the twisty bends in the wall and out into the main house. You didn’t grab any of your things but kept running out the door into the garden when you slowed down to a walk so you could catch your breath.
You noticed you still had the letter in your hand and noticed there was some on the back you hadn’t seen before. You turned the paper over and started to read.
“Take care of her. Protect her like you wanted to all those years ago. Be kind to her, remember how much shes been through, like you have. I know how much you love her and you have to show her that. Never be cruel to her or make her want to leave. If shes happy, she will stay with you.”
As you read the short paragraph, you felt your legs buckle in as you fell to the ground which was luckily grass.
He loved you? You couldn’t imagine brahms having much experience in any sort of romantic thing. His parents were always so reserved and you couldn’t imagine his mum sitting down and telling him to treat a girl. Especially if they thought he would never have anyone who would stay.
He just wanted to protect you.
You looked up to the old house. You were about half way between the the house and the entrance gates.
he was letting you leave? He wasn’t chasing after you or threating you. He had asked if you were happy. And he could tell you were getting more and more scared of him as seconds passed. So he told you to leave.
He knew your father was now gone so your father wouldn’t track you to the ends of the earth. He knew your father couldn’t hurt you. And if you left, neither could he.
And yet as you looked up at the house, you couldn’t leave.
You wondered how many people he had killed before you. And yet the thought didn’t horrify you. It didn’t push you away or make you think of him in a worse way.
It drew you to him.
Pushing yourself up off the ground, you walked back to the house.
You entered through the kitchen door and heard the piano playing. The eerie music echoed through the house. It was a beautifully sad melody.
You walked silently to the music room, opening the door ever so slightly to see Brahms sitting at the piano, his fingers bouncing off the keys as he played the melody. His back wasn’t completely to you but he couldn’t see you in his peripheral vision.
For a moment, you sat and listened to him, enjoying the soft music till it started to slow down. You watched as Brahms hands started to shake and he stopped playing. His hands left the keys to come up and cover his face.
You heard him begin to sob into his hands like a broken man.
He thought he was alone. He thought no one wanted to be here with him.
You walked into the room and silently sat beside him on the higher notes side.
Placing your fingers on the keys, you began to play a melody Mrs Heelshire had taught you and Brahms where you were children. She taught you the higher notes and him the lower notes. She would sit in the chair in the corner and listen to the two of you play. You wondered if he would remember.
As you started to play, you felt Brahms jumped and turn to you. His breath caught in his throat as he stared at you liked you were a ghost, but you kept playing. You felt his eyes on your as he reached out and gently touched your arm. You glanced at him and smiled.
He quickly caught on to the song and placed his fingers on the keys, waited a moment before joining in.
For a few minutes, the two of you sat there playing the piano without a care in the world. You couldn’t stop smiling as you finished off the song and turned to him.
“You came back?” He asked, turning his body to you. You could still see the disbelief in his eyes. “Does that mean you’ll stay?” He asked, a slight ting of fear in his voice.
“Yes.” You answered, nodding your head to confirm.
You were embraced in long arms as he pulled to close. You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and held him close.
pulling back, he ducked his head down to kiss you. The kiss wasn’t like before. It was desperate, passionate, filled with unspoken words as he held you.
“Im sorry for scaring you earlier.” He mumbled as he pulled only millimetre away from your lips, as though he couldn’t go any further.
“Its okay. But don’t do it again.” You said in a serious voice. Brahms nodded.
You pulled away from him to get to your feet and walk to the door. You glanced over your shoulder and saw Brahms was staring after you, a small smile on his scared lips.
“you coming?” You asked, holding out your hand to him.
He was by your side in a minute, taking your hand as you guided him into the kitchen.
As the two of you made lunch, your let your thoughts wonder.
You couldn’t believe how easy it was to be with him. It felt so natural and easy, even just talking to him. You knew he would kill anyone who threatened you and he would protect you with his life.
He adored you as you did him. But he had made it clear you could leave if you ever wanted to. Which you didn’t.
For the first time in your life, you were accepted.

Issues & Tissues: Part 2 ( Tom Holland X Reader)

Summary: You decide to put the scene from the other day behind you. But Tom has other things in mind.

A/N: I never do this and I’ve never done this but I’d like to dedicate this chapter to @xbobaaa! You were one of my first readers and you’ve supported all my imagines from the very beginning! Thank you for always being so kind and commenting wonderful things- making me want to be a better writer :) Love youuu x 

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In all these months of shooting, today must’ve been the first day when you weren’t as excited to go for work. You come up with a random outfit and wear the lightest make-up as you carelessly brush your hair without a care in the world how you looked- it just didn’t feel worth it. It will never be worth it. He has already found his match.

Last night seem to have ended in a blur. You saw a side of Tom which you had never seen before, a side which could’ve easily fooled you into thinking he liked you had you not known better. The way he stood there in the cold air as you stormed off for good.

Seeing Tom and Zendaya at work would not be a pleasant sight but you know that there are other things in this world than just Tom himself. These things happen all the time. Hearts break and get mended with time. You’ll be fine. You know you’ll be fine.

And on that note, you apply your favourite shade of red lipstick, pull yourself together and head for work.

-

Shooting under the same roof as Tom and Zendaya, surprisingly, wasn’t as bad as you had dreaded. Cole kept you distracted and had you laughing like mental the entire time, with his silly faces and annoying humour. So much so, you didn’t even notice Tom. Other days, you’d be so caught up in trying to make him notice you or search for silly excuses to go talk to him but not today, you’re enjoying yourself a lot more today. There’s no need to do anything related to Tom, no need to tlak to him, look at him, no need to impress him, nothing. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter because now you know that he has his heart for someone else; the thought of which is painful and yet peaceful at the same time. Painful, for obvious reasons. And Peaceful, because now you no longer have to wonder or worry about him liking you, you already got your answer the other day.

“(Y/n)!” you hear one of the crew assistants call you out. “Here,” he hands you a short script,” We’re shooting your next scene in 10 minutes. Find Tom, will ya?”

Your stomach suddenly starts to feel funny, and no, it’s not the butterflies. You look down at your script and realize that your next scene is with Tom.

Sigh. You’ve been avoiding him the entire day and now you have to do a scene with him. My bad luck.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Cole remarks as he approaches towards you.

“Not yet, about to,” you sigh,”I have a scene with him,”

“Aww,” he ruffles your hair,”It’s work. You got this. I gotta go, though,”

“Where are you going?”

“Out. I have a romantic scene in the garden, if you’ll excuse me. Don’t miss me too much, I might bring some flowers if you behave well,” Cole jokes as he head towards the graden outside.

You smile as you watch him leave. Thank God for Cole. You’d be a complete lost puppy without this one!

-

You head towards the Hair&Make-up room on the lookout for Tom. That’s where they said he’d be. There are so many assiatants, why did they have to to put you in charge to find this Tom?

You open the room door to find Tom and Zendaya inside. That same stinging feeling from the other day.

“(Y/N)!” Tom quickly stands up, obviously taken aback by your sudden entrance.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude-“

“No, No. We were just talking,” Zendaya calmly responds.

You look straight into Tom’s eyes, keeping him from seeing any sadness in you as you bluntly instruct him,” We have a scene in 10 minutes at the audit, “

“O-oh o-k-kay, thanks,”

You were just about to leave when Zendaya called you,”We still got time, come chill with us.”

“Y-yeah, join us” Tom kindly smiles.

Any other day you would’ve gone straight in just to be in the pleasure of Tom’s company but not today.

Avoiding eye-contact with Tom, you kindly smile at Zendaya and reply,”Sorry, I’ll leave you guys to it,”

-

Shooting with Tom ended as abruptly as it began. You avoided having any conversation with him off-camera. It was easier that way, it felt easier not having to look at his dazzling eyes and remember what you once felt and what you thought he felt.

After the scenes were shot, you made a hurried attempt to leave, however Zendaya and Cole showed up at the same timeout of nowhere.

“So Cole and I were thinking,” Zendaya exclaims,”that maybe we could all go out tonight? Just to chill, nothing crazy!”

“That sounds lovely!” Tom happily agrees, eyeing you at the same time.

“(Y/n)?” 

“Uh, It sounds lovely but I’m sorry, I have a, I have a thing-“

As if shooting under the same roof all day with Z and Tom wasn’t tormenting enough, talk about dinner with these two!

“Oh C’mon!!” Zendaya groans,”It’ll be fun,”

“Ye-yeah, (Y/n).” Tom nervously blurts,”It will be fun,”

Cole places his arms around your shoulder, making Tom widen his eyes.

“C’mon, you won’t get bored I promise” Cole whispers into your ear. “I even brought you a flower from my garden scene,” Cole pulls out a lavender flower, making you chuckle all the more. 

You wanted to say no, you wanted to shake him and ask him how he even came up with such a ridiculous plan, knowing how you felt about Zendaya and Tom.

But,

But he looked so happy.

And he had been working so hard, you knew he’d get bored easily third wheeling Tom and Zendaya.

You couldn’t say no.

“Okay, fine. I will, but I’m leaving early!”

“YAY!!!”

-

1975 is playing through the speakers.

There are many people in this room, some old, some young, some underaged, some in love, some lonely, some wasted.

Nevertheless, everybody seems to be having a good time.

Everybody but you.

And Tom.

He looks so uncomfortable sitting across you and Cole.

Not that you were any good sitting across him and Zendaya.

Zendaya and Cole seem to be the only ones talking while you and Tom listen to their conversation and pass a smile here and there.

“Tom, let’s dance!!” Zendaya gets up and offers her hand.

You want to barf.

“I don’t thknk I co-“ Tom nervously looks at you.

“C’mon, please! Please! Pleaaaase!” Zendaya pleads.

“Fine,” Tom looks up at you and Cole,” Excuse us, guys”

“By all means!” you look straight at him and smile. You want him to know that you don’t care anymore. You don’t care who he kisses or even who he dances with!

“Whoa, what was that?” Cole asks once Tom and Zendaya leave.

“What was what?” you bluntly question him back.

He scoffs, ”You think you’re so hard to read,”

You roll your eyes,” You know I hate it when you do that!”

You can see Tom and Zendaya dancing at a distance. Torture. You turn away from him once you notice Tom look at your direction.

“No, don’t torture yourself. Don’t look at them, look at me!” Cole jokes.

You let out a small laugh,” Fine, let me stare into your gorgeous bluish-green eyes while the guy I love dances with the girl of his dreams,”

“It’s working,”

“What is?”

“Tom is looking here,”

“Wait, what” you turn to Tom’s direction and notice him jealously eyeing at you and Cole while he tries hard to look like he’s having so much fun.

“No, don’t look! It’s not going to work if you keep looking at him.” Cole fusses.

“Sorry, sorry” you turn to face Cole again,”Is he still looking?”

“Pretty much, watch this,” Cole slowly runs his fingers through your hair.

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure Tom knows how it feels to miss out on the most amazing girl I know,”

“Aww, Cole!” you playfully hit his arm,”You’re a genius,”

“Umm,” Cole’s face suddenly turn blue.

“What? What is he doing now?”

“Um, he’s, um,” Cole stammers.

“What?” To satisfy your own curiousity, you turn towards Tom’s direction- only to see him grinding on Zendaya while having his face buried on her shoulder. He knew you were looking at him. He made sure you saw.

“Ugh, I feel sick,”

“It’sokay, (Y/n), It’s-“

“I don’t think I can do this. This was a bad idea, this-“

“(Y/n),” Cole lays a comforting arm around you, “Do you want to go back to your hotel room? Should I call a cab? You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,”

You let out a small smile at Cole,”I think I’ll just walk,”

“Let me walk with you then!”

“No! Stay! Have fun, I insist, by the way,” you turn towards the hot blonde sitting across the bar section,” that girl has been giving you the eye for quite sometime now”

Cole scoffs,” You’re quite hysterical Mrs. (Y/L/N)”

“I’ll see you tomorrow okay?”

“Sure, I’ll just tell them you weren’t feeling well,”

And with that, you take one last glance at Tom and head towards the exit.

Tom was quick to notice. He immediately left the dance floor to come after you.

“Where? Where has she gone?” Tom questions Cole, panting.

“She wasn’t feeling well,”

-

You knew you were being followed. His high-pitched voice calling out your name only made you walk faster. Why was Tom following you anyways? Shouldn’t he be dancing the night away with Z?

“Go away!” you yell back at him without turning your head.

“C’mon, (Y/n). Why are you being like this? Just stop!” he hastily replies back while trying to keep up with your pace.

“Being like what? I’m just going back to the hotel, not stalking an innocent girl at night,”

You could hear him let out a little chuckle behind you, “(Y/n), please.”

You ignore him and quickly enter the hotel. You thought he’d stop following you by then- he didn’t. He followed you till the elevator.

“Please don’t tell me you’re gonna follow me up to my room,” you sigh as you enter the elevator. He stood there at the end of the elevator, staring at you with the warmest smile.

“(Y/n), I-“

The elevator door caves closed.

“Shit!” you hear him curse outside.

You chuckle at the thought of him taking the stairs now. You don’t know why he has followed you so far. Isn’t he with Zendaya? Wasn’t he just kissing Zendaya the other day? Wasn’t he just dancing with her few minutes back?

One thing was certain, you had no idea what this Holland boy was up to.

-

“I’m going to stay here till you open the door!” you hear Tom from outside your room door.

Why couldn’t he see that you just want to be left alone?

You look at him through the peephole- there he sat on the floor against the floor.

He’s just so…

You click open the door,” Tom, just go home” you weakly plead. There’s only so much you can take in one night.

He quickly gets up from the floor and walk towards you.

“Not till you look at me,”

“I don’t wan to,” you bluntly reply looking down at the floor.

“(Y/n)..” he tries to come closer to you but you resist.

“I can’t, okay?” you finally let your emotions get the best of you.

“I can’t look at you without the picture of you and Zendaya kissing flashing back at me every single time! I used to look at you with so much love and hope and butterflies in my tummy. But now it’s just ha-“

“Wow you’re even more beautiful upclose,”

“Tom, just go aw-“

Before you could complete your sentence, Tom quickly leaned in and placed his lips on yours. It felt like he had been wanting to do that for a long time. It was soft, yet desperate. Strong, yet passionate. His hands slowly move towards your waist as he pulls your body closer to his.

It felt so right, but oh, so wrong.

“Tom, what the hell?” you break the kiss.

“Wow, I gather all the guts in the world to finally kiss you and all I get is ‘what the hell’?”

“BUT YOU’RE WITH ZENDAYA!”

“I’M NOT!” he replies back at the same pitch,” That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you all these time. I’m not with Zendaya. The kiss you saw was just bad timing. She kissed me first but I immediately told her that I only thought of her as a friend,”

Wait, what.

“Then what was all the grinding and dancing earlier?”

“That was just something I did to make you jealous, I-”

You scoff.

“I know, I know, It was really stupid and I really shouldn’t have done it but I saw how Cole was running his fingers through your lovely hair and it just made me so-“

You roll your eyes as you walk back towards your room,”You’re an idiot, Tom. A complete nutcase,”

“Who’s in love with an even bigger idiot,” he slowly walks in front of you to face you,”I mean, why did you think I always showed up the red lounge even though I get busted by the directors for it all the time?”

“I thought you got a break every 5:30pm”

“I never get breaks, (Y/n). You know my schedule-”

“Well, why didn’t you just tell me? Why didn’t yo-”

“Everytime we’d sit down at the red lounge, you’d talk about all your favourite things, your favourite book, your favourite poem while I found myself lost in your words, lost in a good way. I was just so scared of ruining what we had. I would’ve never thought that you’d like someone like me! BESIDES,” he continues, “ YOU WERE ALWAYS WITH COLE! Talking to him like a smitten 12yr old, laughing with him, falling asleep on his lap. Have you any idea how enraged I used to feel?”

You scoff,”Now you’re just making things up! You need to go home and,”

“Wow, I just told you I love you and now you’re telling me to go home? (Y/n), stop playing with my heart like that!” Tom dramatically places his hand on his chest.

You chuckle at his remark as you finally look up at him. As silence fills the air, you finally stare back at the dazzling brown eyes you fell in love with without any warning. You stare back at the boy who gave you a thousand feelings over a single cup of tea. You smile as you think about how the love you’ve felt for so long in your heart has finally been returned.

“Wanna come in for a cup of tea?” you shyly invite Tom inside your hotel room,”I think the room service is still-

“Oh love, you are so adorable,”

-

A/N : Leave a comment for an alternate Cole ending! Would love to write that too <3

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After General Amaya puts Gren in charge of the search

Gren: Thanks, mom. Why is everyone staring at me? 

Soren: You just called General Amaya “mom." 

Claudia: You said, "thanks, mom." 

Gren: What? No, I didn’t. I said, "thanks, man.”

Amaya: Do you see me as a mother figure, Gren?

Gren: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure, because you’re always bothering me.

Soren: Hey, show your mother some respect.

Gren: I didn’t call her mom.

Viren: You did call her mom, dude.

Gren: You shut up. You’ve done nothing but lie since you got here.

Viren: Okay, I was lying about the princes, but the mom thing, that happened.

Priest: repeat after me.

Jungkook: Okay

Priest: I Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook: I Jeon Jungkook

Priest: Take the Park Jimin

Jungkook: Take the Park Jimin To be my lawfully wedded husband and I will promise to be by his side in sickness and health and to always remain faithful and to smack his butt when he first wakes up and to give him at least 10 nose kisses a day and to pick him up to reach the top shelves in our house.

Priest: I umm haven’t finished yet

Jungkook: oh I can kiss the groom now ? Thank god

[Jungkook grabs Jimins face]

Jimin: Jungkookie the priest hasn’t said you can kiss me yet

Jungkook: I don’t listen to no bitch

[jungkook kisses jimins face and grabs his butt and smacks in front of the priest and all the guests]

Jungkook: Thank you everyone for coming

Jimin: Jungkook we haven’t put the rings on eachother

Jungkook: HOSEOKK!!!!!! The rings please

Priest: actually Jungkook it’s my job to ask for the rings

Jungkook: That’s very considerate of you Mr priest but I can handle everything.

Jimin: Jungkook we have a priest for a reason

Jungkook: honey I can handle this

Jungkook: HOSEOK!!!!!

[ hoseok is sweating and trying to look for the rings in his pocket ]

Jungkook: hoseok hyung why are you making a scene at our wedding day. Just give me the rings.

Hoseok: found them!!!!! Jesus

Jungkook: about time

[ Jungkook puts ring on jimin ]

Jungkook: jimin put the ring on me please baby.

[ jimin puts ring on jungkook and blushes ]

Jungkook: I now pronounce me and Park Jimin husband and husband.

Priest: for fuck sake Jimin where did you find him from?

[ Jimin doesn’t answer the priest as he’s so lost in jungkooks eyes ]

Jimin: Gosh he’s so sexy when he takes charge

[ guests clap and congratulate the newly wedded couple and Jungkook picks up jimin and Carries him away. ]

ANOTHER KLANCE FIC. Take it. :V 
Prompt from here!

Summary: Keith gets stranded in an unknown city on a cold day with no way to get home. He calls Lance to come pick him up, not knowing that Lance is already sick and should be resting instead.



Last bus: 10:45PM

Next bus: 6:15AM

Keith stares at the sign. His shoulders sag, his breath leaving him in a cloud of white.

He’s doomed. He’s stuck in a city miles away from his own house, and he’s just missed the last bus of the night.

Shivering, he brushes the snow off of a bench and sets his bags down on top of it. His fingers feel like they’re turning to ice, so he shoves his hands into his jacket pockets, trying to keep his body from shaking too badly.

This is all his fault. He’d been the one who had been insistent on coming all the way here. He’d taken a bus after lunch, travelling miles and miles from home just to reach this obscure city–it was the only one that happened to have motorbike parts he needed, and he’d planned his trip so he could navigate using his phone and get back before it got dark.

As it turned out, he’d ended up getting miserably lost in the city, and his phone had died on him due to the cold weather. After spending hours wandering around, he’d finally found his way back to a train station on the other side of the town.

And the last bus left half an hour ago. Just his luck.

He doesn’t know anything about this city, doesn’t have anywhere to stay for the night. It’s too far to walk back, and it’s too cold to sleep out here.

He glances up. The snow slants as it falls from the gaping sky, snowflakes turning gold in the sparse light of nearby streetlights. Shivering, he pulls his jacket closer around him, the spare change in his pocket rattling from the movement.

Change. There’s a payphone across the street.

Keith hates bothering people, especially when it’s this late at night. There are not that many people that he trusts enough to bother in the first place, and most of them are unavailable. Hunk is out of town, Shiro and Allura live too far away, Pidge doesn’t have her own car yet. But maybe if he asks nicely enough, he can convince Lance to drive him back.

He picks up his bags, wincing as his fingertips brush against the frigid bench railings, and starts off to cross the street. This is a bad idea, he’s sure, but he’s tired and cold and he can think of nothing better.

He just really, really wants to be home.

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Twenty-One: Part Twenty-One

Part One | Part Twenty | Part Twenty-One | Part Twenty-Two


I spend the week at the club. I’m not entirely sure what I’m hoping for, perhaps that Alfie will call, maybe that he’ll turn up, anything that’ll silence the persistent voice at the back of my head that keeps telling me Alfie’s dropped me despite everything he’s said. I know I could call him again but I can’t bring myself to do it without an excuse.

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Bon’s Midnight Screechings: 3x08, ‘First Wife’

Yall . I LOVED this episode.

LOVED 
IT

Originally posted by leandromoreno

I was so engaged in it, in fact,that my normal stream-of-consciousness screechings were very sporadic and scattered, but I dinna even care. There were just too many things I loved

 I LOVED Jamie and Claire’s talks throughout (the mate motif gives me many feelings). I loved the Hogmanay flashback (I CRIED). I LOVED how they changed the Daddy moment and the fall out. I LOVED little Joan(and her red hair!) and seeing Jamie’s unexpected joy in being a father (and that it was primarily that that pulled him into the marriage). I loved Jenny and Ian’s solo scene. I love that Claire didn’t run away immediately and rather that it was a more reasoned choice, if still a hard one. 

Basically, I loved pretty much all of the changes they made from the books, and they had me on this one hook line and sinker. Least problematic episode this season, in my book!

I’ll certainly post many more thoughts tomorrow but honestly?  in this moment?

I just kind of want to bask in how much I enjoyed it. 

Originally posted by little-j-in-neverland

Meanwhile, a recap on Jon and Sansa's 'unadulterated platonic relationship'
  • S05E07
  • Sansa, after being raped and abused: ...but you are a bastard
  • Ramsay: (this girl never learn does she?) well you know who else is a bastard? Jon Snow
  • Sansa: Jon Snow who?
  • Ramsay: this dumb bitch... Your half-brother!! Remember? He's Lord Commander now. Another bastard rising. Bastards for the win!
  • --
  • S06E04
  • After 84 years... (The first Stark reunion, i sure TF am crying)
  • Jonsa: (intently stares at each other for 30 seconds and the hug™)
  • -
  • Jon: *ACTUALLY STARING AT SANSA*
  • Sansa: *reminisce childhood memories*
  • Sansa: im sorry im an ass to you and havent really treated you as my brother until now
  • Jon: nah. It's not your fault
  • Sansa: i was awful, just admit it
  • Jon: (snorts) well what you gonna do. I was always been a brooder
  • Sansa: can you forgive me?
  • Jon: theres nothing to forgive
  • Sansa; forgive meee : (
  • Jon: okay. :)
  • Sansa: :)
  • Sansa: *tries to be cool by drinking ale, but fails miserably)
  • Jon: (oh shes so cute, my cute little sister)
  • Sansa: okay but real talk where will you go?
  • Jon: me? There's no more 'me'. There's only you and I.
  • Sansa: fine. Where will WE go?
  • Jon: we can't stay here
  • Sansa: Home™. We have to go home.
  • Jon: you crazy?? Boltons are there and i'm tired of fighting.
  • Sansa: that is the wrong attitude, Jon!! We are going home and winning Winterfell, even if it's the last thing I do!!
  • -
  • Jon: *reads 'you traitor bastard', 'rickon is here', 'sansa is my wife'* okay im done
  • Sansa: no go on. *reads basically ramsay being the psychopath that he is* you see my point now?
  • Jon: we have no army to fight
  • Sansa: *the hand hold™* you are father's son. We need to take back what is ours.
  • Jon: okay
  • -
  • S06E05
  • Sansa: the North remembers and they remember the Starks
  • Ser Davos: ok. But Jon is not a Stark.
  • Sansa: but I am. And idc, he IS my father's son.
  • -
  • Brienne: im your sworn shield. Im not gonna leave you here alone w these untrustworthy dudes
  • Sansa: im here w Jon
  • Brienne: jon is ok. He's too dark, but okay. Others, not too much. Esp the bearded-guy. He's so obsessed w me.
  • Sansa: (snorts) but Jon is not others. Jon is my bro. 'Jon is Jon'™. He'll keep me safe. I trust him
  • Brienne: then why the fuck you lyin' to him?
  • -
  • Jon: new dress?
  • Sansa: i made it myself. Did you like it?
  • Jon: i LOVE it!! I mean, the wolf?? The details are so intricate. Such a talented hand!
  • Sansa: awww. Well, good cause i made one for you too. *hands the cloak™* since you're gonna be Ned 2.0, you should dress the part.
  • Jon: thank you, Sansa.
  • Sansa: You're welcome :)
  • Jon: *grins like an idiot* (wtf just happened)
  • -
  • S06E07
  • Lyanna: Bear islands knows no King but the king in the North whose name is Stark. I see no Stark. You're a Snow. And your sister is a Bolton, or a Lannister. Who knows anymore
  • Sansa: hun, the fact that I'm here in one piece and still sane after the idiot mad king Joffrey, and the psychopath sicko Ramsey should speak for myself.
  • Ser Davos: *gives motivational speech*
  • Lyanna: ok. I'll give you 62 o our men
  • Later, Sansa: did we just stand there and get dragged for 62 men?
  • -
  • S06E09
  • Jon: you dont have to be here
  • Sansa: yes, i do.
  • Ramsay: aww. My beloved wife. Ive missed you terribly. Thank you for returning Lady Bolton safely. Now bend the knee.
  • Jon: i think TF not. One on one, you and me.
  • Ramsay: you kidding me? You're the best swordsman in the North, no one is dumb enough to fight you one on one. Whats the point of having an army, if you wont use it?
  • Jon: will your army fight for you if you wont fight for them?
  • Ramsay: oh wow Sansa. You got yourself a fine young man right here. Jon snow, your pride will be the death of your little bro
  • Sansa: how do we know you have him?
  • Ramsay: *throws Shaggydog head*
  • Sansa: oh now you've crossed the line, consider yourself dead tom. *dramatic exit*
  • Ramsay: she's a fine woman, your sister. I look forward to having her back in my bed. ofc you guys are fine too. My dogs are starving for you.
  • -
  • Men talks military strategies.
  • Jon: i want him angry. I want him making a mistake.
  • Sansa: youve met him for 6 seconds and you think you know him. Ive lived w him. I know him. Did it ever occur to you to ask my opinion?!
  • Jon: okay. You're right.
  • Sansa: *rants about Ramsay being manipulative* he's been doing it all his life
  • Jon: hun, i've defended the Wall from Giants and barbaric cannibals with what? 100 people? I think i can handle Ramsay Bolton just fine
  • Sansa: you dont know him
  • Jon: okay. Then tell me. Whats YOUR plan?
  • Sansa: idk!! Dont ask me!! Just dont be stupid
  • Jon: ????
  • Sansa: *continues to tell jon they need more men BUT not telling him they can have the knights of the Vale*
  • Sansa: if Ramsay wins, im not going back there alive
  • Jon: i wont ever let him touch you again. I'll protect you, i promise.
  • Sansa: i'd like to see you try.
  • -
  • Jon: if i die, dont bring me back
  • Red woman: im not your servant
  • Jon: you're in my camp. Im your Commander
  • -
  • Jon: *probably forgets his plan and that he's the Commander, so he stupidly marches front and center to the Boltons*
  • Ser Davos: *waited until Jon Snow is halfway through the battlefield* Go! go!! Follow your stupid commander!!
  • -
  • Ramsay: oh well, since my army is gone. How about i take you up w your offer? One on one?
  • Jon: bitch... *finally beats the crap out of Ramsay but stops when he sees Sansa*
  • -
  • Sansa: Jon. Where is he?
  • --
  • S06E10
  • Jon: im having the Lord's chamber prepared for you.
  • Sansa: you should take it.
  • Jon: no you take it.
  • Sansa: no you!!
  • Jon: 'I'm not a Stark'™
  • Sansa: You are to me.
  • Jon: You're the Lady of Winterfell. You're the reason why we're standing here. You. The knights of the Vale rode for you. Speaking of, you wanna tell me why you never mentioned you have a battalion in your pocket?
  • Sansa: oops. Sorry?
  • Jon: (comes closer) we need to trust each other. *forehead kiss™ that lasted a little longer*
  • -
  • *Sansa sits at the left side of Jon, looking proud as the North names him King in the North*
  • --
  • S07E01
  • Jon: you are my sis but i'm king now. You cant undermine me.
  • Sansa: i cant tell you when youre being an idiot? Bec joffrey--
  • Jon: *shookt* you think i'm like joffrey??
  • Sansa: (softens) no
  • Jon: thank you
  • Sansa: you're good at this
  • Jon: psh. No.
  • Sansa: you areee. They respect you but--
  • Jon: (laughs) everything before the word 'but' is horse shit.
  • Sansa: ok. Whatever. Stop babying me
  • Jon: i'll stop if you stop undermining me.
  • Sansa: i would never!! *grabs hand*
  • Jon: (this girl cant keep her hand to herself)
  • Sansa: i love dad and Robb but they are idiots. And you know what happens to idiots? They die. So dont be an idiot
  • Jon: And how should i be smarter? By listening to you?
  • Sansa: that would definitely be a first.
  • *insert ned/cat parallel here*
  • -
  • Sansa: youre so obsessed w the Night king, you forgot about the Incest queen in the South.
  • Jon: im obsessed w him bec i saw the fantasy shit he has beyond the wall
  • Sansa: hun, the South has their own fuckery. Father underestimated Cersei, that obvs didnt turn out so well
  • Jon: ok but--
  • Sansa: Jon, you've read the Art of War by Ned Stark. I've read the one by Cersei.
  • Jon: Did she sign your copy?
  • Sansa: Yes. I'm her number one stan.
  • -
  • S07E02
  • Jon: *after Sam tells him there is dragonglass in dragonstone which lol Ser Davos DID NOT even mention) i should go to dragonstone.
  • Sansa: Jon 'reckless, stubborn, you know nothing' Snow! What did we talk about being an idiot? Have you forgotten why father fought the mad king in the first place? That girl is dangerous!!
  • Everyone: we need the King in the North in the North!!
  • Jon: North is my home. And i will never stop fighting for it. But we need allies
  • Sansa: you're abandoning me!! You're abandoning our home!! (Stay)
  • Jon: You'll be safe here. I'll leave Ghost to you. And you'll keep everyone safe. Until I return, the North is yours. (This is me trusting you)
  • Sansa: okay.
  • -
  • LF: *blah blah blah*
  • Jon: (oh god. When will he ever stop talking? Is it too much to ask for a moment of silence around here? I just wanna be emo w my homies)
  • Littlefinger: i love Sansa--
  • Jon: (snaps and chokes LF) istg you touch her and i'll kill you myself
  • -
  • LF: so that was a little intense. Oh Cat 2.0!! There you are!! Hellooo!!
  • Jon: *looks back and waves at Sansa before leaving - ala Brienne & Jaime style*
  • Sansa: *ACTUALLY STARES LONGINGLY AT JON*
  • LF: damn. At Ned 2.0? Story of my life, huh?
  • --
  • S07E03
  • Tyrion: And Sansa. Does she miss me terribly?
  • Jon: (i'd be careful of what you say next)
  • Tyrion: well i've never touched her and i was really nice to her
  • Jon: oh good. I mean idc. But that's really great. I'd hate to almost kill you myself. Not that i care.
  • -
  • Jon: *looks like fine snack at the mountain top* i miss home.
  • Tyrion: *subtly ships Jonaerys*
  • Jon: (rolls eyes) you know what's real? The White Walkers.
  • -
  • Bran: *comes back to WF but is cryptic AF*
  • Sansa: i wish Jon were here
  • Bran: and you were so beautiful, in your white wedding dress--
  • Sansa: (kim kardashian voice) if you know how i feel why would u say that like you put me in such an uncomfortable situation like u know im not happy i know im trying to see if it will work out here and i know that its not--
  • --
  • S07E04
  • Arya: jon left you in charge?
  • Sansa: he did. I hope he comes back soon. I remember how stoked he was to see me. We're buddy-buddies now. His heart will probs stop if sees you.
  • -
  • Ser Davos: so you and the Pretty dragon lady.*nudge, nudge* jonaerys is real. I ship it. Bec i saw you look at her direction for .1 second and i know foh shure you are secretly in love w her. I have the receipts.
  • Jon: you're delusional™
  • Theon: Sansa--
  • Jon: (loses his shit) you think i'll be tired of going all batshit crazy over someone mentioning her name?? Your traitorous coward useless ass can choke
  • Ser Davos: (this damn bastard cant keep it together ffs)
  • -
  • S07E05
  • Northerns lords: *kiss ass to Sansa*
  • Sansa: ok thats nice but Jon is our king. Im a loyal ho, you fake ass lords cant relate.
  • -
  • Sansa, probably: Jon I wish you can come back v soon. I miss you. Obviously Ghost does too, remember him? The Northern lords Are bipolar fuckers who are as loyal as fake fans are. Arya and Bran are back but they've gone cray cray. PS. Bran says the undeadz are heading towards the Eastwatch. He has visions now.
  • --
  • S07E06
  • Arya: *hypocritical speech about something that happened 6 seasons ago*
  • Sansa: sis i love u but stfu. Even tho Jon is an idiot, he gives me credit that i deserve. We won Winterfell back because of ME--
  • Arya: 'Sis', idk about you and Jon and but 'I' single-handedly avenged the Red Wedding by wiping the Freys out. But go awf i guess.
  • -
  • Sansa: their loyalty is to Jon. Which is debatable btw. Jon had left me on seenzone for weeks.
  • LF: doesnt matter. He left you in charge. The North likes you
  • Sansa: those lords probably doesnt even know what 'loyalty' is. If they found out about the letter I wrote 6 seasons ago when my character hasnt developed yet, by the time Jon comes back, he'll have no army left
  • LF: ok but Arya is your sister. She wouldn betray you
  • Sansa: she would if she thinks i'm going to betray Jon. Which is never gonna happen.
  • --
  • Meanwhile,
  • Jon: i serve the North
  • Also, Jon: i'd bend the knee but...
Not Again

I’m back! Okay so this is like the club is out of guns, Abel isn’t here (don’t hate me), and Jax is the president. Also, it’s kinda like what happened to Tara with Khon (not sure how that’s spelled) but I’m putting my own spin on it. I hope you all enjoy! Let me know what you think!


You sighed as you tossed and turned in bed. You always hated sleeping without your old man. You missed him. You wanted him here, but you knew he had a job to do. You looked at the clock and the red numbers told you it was just after two-thirty in the morning. You rolled over again getting up out of the bed. You walked through the house to make some tea when you heard the door open. You stopped knowing your old man wasn’t supposed to be home for another three days. As quietly and as quickly as you could, you made your way back to your room and grabbed your gun hidden in the nightstand drawer.

You made sure it was loaded before walking back through the house. You held it up ready for whoever it was that decided to invade your house. You walked slowly and deliberately through your house. You rounded the corner where you heard the footsteps and clicked the safety off your gun. That’s when your heard his voice.

“Easy, darlin’, it’s just me.” You clicked the safety back on and dropped your hands.

“What the hell, Jax! You’re not supposed to be here for three more days!” You shouted at your old man.

“I wanted to surprise you, but you definitely surprised me.” He smirked looking you up and down. You forgot you had nothing on other than his SAMCRO t-shirt. You rolled your eyes.

“Not a chance, Romeo. It’s almost three in the morning and you just scared the shit out of me.” You turned your back on him as you made your way to your room once again. You heard his footsteps right behind you. You felt his arms wrap around your waist.

“Come on, darlin’, I said I was sorry.” He started kissing up your neck. You spun around on him.

“You never said sorry, you ass,” you laughed as he tried kissing you. He finally caught your lips with his and you melted into him. He deepened the kiss and you felt his arms tighten around you. Hearing your moan his arms tightened even more. You ran your fingers through his hair and tightened them just enough to pull his mouth from yours.

“Nice try, but you’re still not getting any.” You laughed at the look on his face. You slipped from his arms and started walking back to your shared room. When you reached the door your felt his arms wrap around you once again.

“Are you sure about that, darlin’?” He started kissing and nibbling your ear. Bastard. He knew that was your weak spot. Turning around you framed his face with your hands. Leaning in close you spoke into his ear.

“You woke me up in the middle of the night, three days before you’re supposed to be here, and expect me to put out? You’ve got another thing coming, Teller.” You patted his chest and went to lay down. He put his hands up in surrender.

“Fine, you have a point.” He laughed as he stripped down to get in bed with you. He laid down and gathered you up in his arms, his chest to your back. You laid in silence for a while before you thought about it why he was home.

“Jax?”

“Yeah?”

“Why are you home early? You said this run might even be longer.”  You felt him tense up and you knew something happened. You sat up to look at him. “Jax, what happened?” He sighed as he sat up and leaned against the head board. He rubbed his hands down his face.

“Would you believe me if I said it was just to surprise you?” You gave him a look that said, ‘hell no’. He nodded and took a deep breath. “I might be going away for a while.” Your heart sank at hearing this. Granted you had done it before, but it still sucked.

 “Why? You all haven’t done anything, lately have you?”

“No, not recently, but somehow ATF is trying to pin something on us that happened a while back. It was when we were still in guns. The charges are bogus but he’s somehow gotten enough to put us away for a while. They came out of nowhere, babe, I don’t know what happened.” He sighed as he looked at you.

“When do you leave?” Your gaze travelled to the sheets that covered the two of you and picked at a loose seam. Jax took your hand in both of his, only then did you look at him.

“Maybe a couple of days.” He shrugged looking at you. You nodded as you squeezed his hand.

“Yeah okay.” You sighed as you started to lay down and he went with you. You snuggled into his side knowing you’ll miss him when he’s gone. You felt Jax place a kiss on your head and you fell asleep with his heartbeat in your ear.

~

You were at the garage the next day helping Gemma in the office while she was dealing with some shit at Cara-Cara. Everything was going smooth until you saw him pull in. You felt your heart drop to your feet. How did he find you? You covered your tracks well, really well.

“Hey, love-” You jumped when you heard Chibs come in the office. “Easy, lass, what’s gotten into you?”

“You scared me, Chibs. Anyway, what did you need?” You took deep breaths trying to get your heartbeat under control.

“This guy out here says he needs to speak with the lady in charge and right now that’s you, love.” Your eyes widened and you knew Chibs saw it. “What is it?”

“What does he need?”

“He’s one of the ATF guys that trying to put some of us away. He wants to see if you know anything.” You closed your eyes as you heard Chibs’ words. Now it made sense how these charges showed up out of nowhere. You opened your eyes and looked back at Chibs and you could see the question on his face.

“Look, he can’t know I’m here. He can’t, Chibs, do you understand? He cannot know.” You stressed.

“Yeah, fine, but why? You gonna explain?” You nodded.

“I will, just get him out of here, please?” You pleaded. He nodded as he walked back outside and talked to the guy. You peaked through the blinds and watched everything unfold. You watched as the guy got in Chibs’ face but he backed off. He looked toward the office and you quickly released the blinds hoping he didn’t see you.

You walked over and sat down behind the desk with your head down as Chibs came back in. He sat down in front of you and didn’t say anything. You finally looked up at him and he was sitting patiently.

“There’s something I need to tell you guys. All of you.” He nodded and stood.

“I’ll go get everyone. This means you’ve gotta come to church, love.” You nodded knowing you had to do this. You didn’t have a choice anymore.

~

You sat there with all of the guys staring at you. You had yet to look up after you walked in and sat down while everyone else filed in. You kept quiet until Jax spoke up.

“Okay, darlin’ we’re all here. What did you need to tell us?” You finally looked up. You took a deep breath before you started to speak.

“I know why the ATF is trying to charge you with shit that happened a while back and how he got enough to get you put away.” The room was dead silent, no one said a word.

“How do you know?” Tig was leaning toward you with a glint in his eye. You had been with Jax long enough to know what that glint means.

“Easy, Trager, I didn’t rat. But I do know the ATF guy.” Once again no one said a word and waited for you to continue. “His name is Andrew Shaw. I dated him a few years back. We didn’t end on the best of terms, it was pretty ugly really.” You saw Jax flinch a bit at that. He knew about your last relationship and how hard it was for you to get passed what happened.

“Anyway, when it ended, things got ugly and I had a restraining order filed against him and he didn’t like that. So, he violated it and that’s when things got violent, fast. So, he went away for six years for violating the restraining order and lost his job working for ATF. I had to testify against him and he lost it when they took him away. When they were taking him back he kept screaming about how he would get me and I would get it when he got out.” You took a deep breath. You tried to keep your voice from cracking so you could continue. “So, after, I packed up and left, I covered all my tracks there was no way he could’ve found me. Somehow, he did and that’s why these charges came out of left field. He’s out to get back at me and unless he was reinstated there’s no way he can put you guys away.”

You looked around at them as you finished your story. They all just sat there looking at you. You didn’t say a word but you looked to Jax only to find he was staring back at you. You had told Jax about it but you never went into detail like now. He didn’t know about court and how you had to testify. He sat forward and leaned his elbows on the table before he spoke.

“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. Juice, find out everything you can about this guy. I want to know how he got this and when. Chibs, I want you and Happy to find out where he lives and what he’s been doing. We need to figure out what his end game is and why he decided now was the time to do it. Let’s get going.”

~

They came up with a plan and had most of the details sorted before the meeting ended. Everyone got up except you and Jax. The two of you sat there and didn’t say anything. You didn’t move, afraid of what would happen. You heard Jax stand up and make his way to you. He sat down in the chair beside you. He took your hands in his. You still didn’t look up at him.

“Do you know why he wants to come after you?” He spoke so quietly it was almost a whisper. You shut your eyes as hard as you could. You couldn’t even think about what you had done. Saying it out loud would hurt more than keeping it in. “Please, darlin’, anything will help.”

You looked up and you felt tears falling down your face as you did. His heart nearly shattered seeing you so upset. You shook your head at him and looked back down to the floor. You had never told anyone, ever. The only reason Andrew knew was because he found out and it wasn’t from you.

“You have to understand, Jax, I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t, honest, but I had to. I couldn’t have any connection with him. I wanted nothing to do with him.” You hiccupped through your words. Jax started to panic a bit because he’s never seen you this upset before.

“It’s okay, just tell me.” He cupped the side of your face and you grabbed his wrist needing to be anchored. You looked into his eyes and took a few deep breaths before you spoke.

“I was pregnant.” You watched as his eyes grew wide. “I found out after I filed the restraining order. I couldn’t be connected to him Jax, I couldn’t. I’m not proud of what I did, but I couldn’t have the baby knowing the type of man that would be its father. I couldn’t do that to my baby.”

You started sobbing. You had never told anyone, not even your family. Jax pulled you into his lap as he held you while you cried. You cried into his neck and had a death grip on his shirt. He couldn’t believe what you had been through. He held you tight and rubbed your back as you started to calm down. You sat up and started to play with his fingers that were in your lap.

“He found out. That’s why he came back. I didn’t tell him, I don’t know how he found out, but that’s why he came back. He was mad when he found out, like extremely mad. Which is why it got violent that time.” You felt his arms tighten around you.

“He won’t come near you, not if I can help it. We’ll get rid of him, darlin’. I promise.”

~

A couple of days passed and you found out that Andrew had not been reinstated and all the charges he said he had against the club were, indeed, bogus. The only thing and the most concerning thing happened. Andrew had disappeared. No one knew where he was. After church, the other day Chibs and Happy went to his place and he was gone. No one, not even his neighbors knew where he was or where he went. This caused you to be more cautious when you went out and Jax always insisted you take someone with you, which you gladly did.

A few days later you woke up feeling uneasy. You didn’t know what it was but you knew something was going to happen. You rolled over and saw Jax had already left for the day. You sighed as you got out of bed. The house was unusually quiet and this just caused you to feel even more on edge than you already were. Trying to shrug it off you walked through the house to make breakfast.

Rounding the corner to the kitchen you noticed there wasn’t anyone from the club here yet so you figure Jax hadn’t been gone long. You walked further into the kitchen when you saw it. A lone lily laying on the counter. He was here.

Tips for GCSE’s/Year 11′s

I did my GCSE exams last year so I know exactly the stress and pressure that is being put on you right from so, I have come up with tips/reassurance for what is ahead of you! 

1. Sleep matters - what most people forget is sleep is much more important than that A in physics.The brain replenishes whilst your sleep  and it is a muscle and like any other muscle in your body, it needs its rest. 

2. Revise before you go to sleep - I did this and this is one of the reasons why I passed biology. I read somewhere (cannot remember where, sorry!) that the information you learn before you go to sleep flows into your long-term memory better. So, if you have important dates for history or you need to remember other important stuff then do it before you go to sleep! Put your phone to the side to charge or whatever and get your notes/textbook out and read! Also, saying the stuff I need to remember out loud helps me with remembering it better. 

3. W.A.T.E.R - some people forget to drink water. It has so many benefits; improves your mood, gives you energy, gives you clear skin. But,you will just go to pee like every half hour. 

4. If you fail an exam, it not the end of the world - my teachers acted as if GCSE’S are a button that if i press (fail an exam) the button, I will destruct the world (my life). However, that is definitely not the case. I personally failed maths twice and I’m retaking it again this year. It is honestly no biggie if you fail an exam. Just learn from your mistakes then go back and redo them until you get them right! 

5. You will have to sacrifice something if you want an A - this did not personally affect me because I prefer staying inside anyway so I didn’t lose out on my social life. However, for those who love to go out a lot and you want perfect grades then sorry to break it to you but if you want those A’s, you gotta sacrifice your social life. BUT. It is not forever - once your exams are over, you will have two months to grab KFC at 10pm and go for walks at 2am by the beach. 

6. You won’t be motivated Every day - it’s okay to skip a day of revision. It’s okay to skip an hour of doing a past paper. You’re human and you too need rest. Just make sure you do not procrastinate on Tumblr, facebook, Instagram or snapchat.  

7. Relax - I was the biggest bundle of stress last year. Reflecting back on it, I can see there was nothing to be stressed about. My revision paid off and now I’m here studying subjects I enjoy at A-level. 

Last note - please don’t beat yourself about getting an A because the course you want to do at A-level or college or Uni requires you to have an A. Most of the time, subject leaders pick students who do not meet the requirements based on their academic achievements throughout year 11. Also, please DO NOT MESS AROUND IN CLASS. USE YOUR TIME WISELY OR YOU WILL REGRET IT. 

request analysis by @reprobateravenclaw

ok so you asked me to analyze the spank and the neck kiss ( don’t know whether to call it a neck kiss bc he didn’t really kiss his neck but i’ll go with that)

alright so the spank, this is what i noticed and obviously my intake on it. Tbh i’m still in shock that they even showed it lmao. BUT ANYWAYS, it was something else i mean we all know jungkook is a butt enthusiast and all but tbh did he have to spank jimin?? let’s all remember that this skit is on the spot no script, so this was all jungkook. It completely threw me off that he really picked jimin up and spanked him like it was normal like if he’s done it before, didn’t even think twice just AUTOMATIC!! i think that’s the part that threw me off the most how comfortable those two were, i didn’t get any awkward vibes from it, even when jungkook put jimin down and they looked at each other like “there’s a camera on us we really did that” it wasn’t even not normal ya know? what i thought was amusing was how when jimin switched roles with jungkook and smacked him in the head jimin was like “WTF WHY DID I JUST” that was like oh my gosh they really know who’s in charge LMAO. the spank in general tho was way to comfortable, and jimin enjoyed it way too much, after he sat down and jungkook did the questioning jimin was even doing a little flirting (; am i the only one that noticed how flustered jimin was??? IDK.

now to the neck kiss thing that happened at the fan sign, ok so that just completely threw me off BECAUSE before that we barely had any jikook interactions, so when that happened i was like WHUA all at once just hit me in the face like a fucking door! i mean i was happy but i wasn’t ready omg. from what i caught onto and noticed was how jimin grabbed jungkooks neck, the kiss part wasn’t even the part that caught me it was the way jimin touched jungkook. i mean come on y'all could feel the tension from your home! RIGHT!?!? jimin grasped jungkooks neck and it wasn’t even quick just grab and kiss no it was a gentle grab and caress and he pulled up his neck and that’s when jungkook pulled his body up with jimins touch, and idk about you guys but i mean when the boy that i like places his hand on my thigh and squeezes i sorta lean my body towards him more. that’s how i saw that move. and then when jimin placed his head down as to kiss jungkook but he didn’t kiss jungkooks neck he kissed his hand? but in my opinion he didn’t bow down far enough to kiss his own hand, it looked as if he kissed jks jaw line or maybe even whispered something to him, who knows, only they know (; but the fact that jk closed his eyes when jimin bowed down as if to kiss his neck it’s as if jk was expecting to feel jimins lips on his neck, and then he got all flustered when he didn’t and got up to look at jin’s selca that they took, even tho he didn’t have to get up to see that??? like there right next to each other 😂 and also jin’s expression he was just as shocked as we were!!! and then how jimin paced, jimin must have been thinking omg i really did that! but it’s crazy bc of the lack of interactions between them then we get hit with that and it makes me think that jimin has been holding it all back and then he waited for the last fan sign to he like “wow y'all thought it was over no bitch we still here strong af” i feel like they’re trying to be a lot more subtle in public. anyways this is my intake on it i hope you enjoy it!! and thank you for the request i love doing these!

Of Books and Dirty Cash pt. 10

Please read part 1, part 2,  part 3 , part 4 , part 5 , part 6 , part 7 part 8 and part 9 so this will make sense

You can also read part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18

Librarian/gangster!Au

Yoongi x Reader

Before you moved to live on campus for college, you had never heard of a librarian who had a reputation for yelling. But not only does Min Yoongi yell, he’s also dangerous, and part of something much, much darker. When curiosity gets the better of you, you end up involved in much more than you bargained for.


The room you sat in had cleared out considerably. There were two left now, you sitting with your hands tied behind your back, and Jackson sitting across from you. He had spun the chair around so he could sit backwards and facing you, his chin resting on the back of the chair. He held a gun loosely in his right hand, dangling almost out of eyesight, but not quite.

Jaebum’s conversation with Yoongi had ended what felt like hours ago, but it was hard to tell exactly. Jaebum had been very clear that he had until 3am to show up with everything that had been requested. You weren’t sure what Yoongi said—if anything— that caused the second slap to your face, but your cheek throbbed where you had been struck.

Jackson was watching you intently, as he had been since the others had left the room. It was starting to get unnerving.

“What?” You finally asked.

“I’m supposed to make sure you don’t escape.” Jackson said simply. “Also I’m trying to figure out what it is about you that Yoongi likes so much.”

“Why do people keep saying that?” You muttered.

“Probably because most of us have known him longer than you have. It may not be obvious to you, but we know him. He’s not very subtle if you know what to look for.”

You shifted uncomfortably. Your right arm was going numb, and you were pretty sure you were getting blisters from where the ropes dug into your wrists. “Did you go to school with him too?” You asked, remembering that Yoongi had told you he had gone to school with Marcus. You were also trying to distract yourself from your predicament in any way possible.

“Is that what he told you?” Jackson laughed. It was high pitched and felt out of place in the situation. “You really don’t know him, do you?” Jackson said when he calmed down.

“And how do you know him so well, then?” You snapped. You knew it wasn’t a good idea to lose your temper at the people who could literally put a bullet through your skull, but there was something about Jackson that simply wasn’t intimidating.

“We grew up together.” Jackson said, and you tried to keep the surprise from showing on your face. “All of us did. We were all on the same side until old Mr. Kim died. Namjoon was left in charge, and Jaebum wasn’t too happy about it. I don’t remember why. We had to choose sides, but years of knowing someone doesn’t just disappear overnight.” He ran a hand through his hair. Outside the door, someone was yelling for Jackson and he stood. You watched as he walked over to the door, turning back to you briefly.

“I’ll be back in a few. Do me a favor and just sit there, love. I’d hate to have to kill you, it’d really put a damper on the rest of the weekend.”

You felt your stomach turn as he left the room, and began pulling at your restraints with renewed vigor. There still wasn’t any guarantee that Yoongi would pay the ransom, and you weren’t about to just sit there. Just when you thought the knots might be loosening, Bambam walked into the room.

“You’re in luck, princess. You’re knight in shining leather showed up, and as long as he has what we want, you’re good to go.” He walked over to you, leaning down so you were eye to eye. “Do you know what would have happened if he hadn’t?” He asked, a smile on his lips. You shook your head even though you did, and his grin widened. “Bang.” He said before standing. “It’s too bad you and I didn’t meet under different circumstances. You’re cute.”

Jackson and Mark walked in then, both armed. “Hurry up, Bambam.” Jackson said, and Bambam just sighed, walking behind you and untying your wrists with ease. He told you to stand up, then retied them.

You winced as he pulled the rope tight. “You know,” He said near your ear. “It wouldn’t be nearly as painful if you hadn’t rubbed your wrists raw trying to escape.” You didn’t say anything, just allowed yourself to be directed out of the room and down the hall.

Outside of the building stood Yoongi, and you were fairly sure you had never been so happy to see anyone in all of your life. He didn’t even look at you, however, his eyes too focused on Jaebum. The latter stood smirking at him as you walked out, Mark’s gun once again pressed into your back.

Yoongi was standing with two other men, neither of whom you recognized.

“You know, for a second I thought you might not show up.” Jaebum said, glancing at his watch. “But I should have known I could rely on you, old buddy.”

“Cut the bullshit, Jaebum.” Yoongi said flatly. He held a briefcase in one hand, and still had not taken his eyes off of the other man. “I have all the files you wanted, the deeds to the shipments, and the cash. Hand her over.”

Jaebum ignored him completely. “And Namjoon! It has been a while. I wasn’t expecting to see you.”

“Quit acting like this is some kind of family reunion, Jaebum.” The man you assumed must be Namjoon said. “We’re here to do business.”

Business? Is that what you were, a business transaction? You bit down your irritation, noticing how calm Namjoon was. It was much like how calm Yoongi was, and you wondered if it had something to do with being in the Mafia.

Jaebum rolled his eyes. “Fine, be that way. Yugyeom.” He snapped his fingers, and a young man stepped forward, walking over to Yoongi. Namjoon and the other man standing with him instantly had guns aimed at Yugyeom, and he froze.

“I’m just going to check that it’s all there.” He said, holding his hands up. Yoongi threw the case over to him, and it hit the ground with a thud. He opened it, and after a moment closed it back again. “Looks good, boss.” He said, picking it up.

“And I’m sure you already know, but if it turns out that any of this isn’t legit, the girl will meet an unfortunate end.” Jaebum said with a pleasant smile. Jackson nodded for you to start walking, and a man you were fairly sure was named Jinyoung gave you a shove forward. The unexpected impact made you lose your balance, and your knees collided with the concrete. As you stood, you looked at Yoongi. His calm façade had shattered, and he was positively livid.

“You’re going to regret dragging me back into this life, Jaebum.” He said as you staggered over to him. Namjoon untied your hands quickly, before putting an arm around you and pulling you towards a car. You looked over your shoulder to see that he was pointing a gun at Jaebum, with another ten guns pointed back at him.


A/N Jaebum better watch out, Yoongi is angry and going to be looking for payback! Lol, I didn’t get a chance to really introduce Hoseoks character, but I plan to in the next part! Thank you for reading, and let me know what you think! <3

Self love tea! ❤️️

I’ve been feeling pretty down about myself lately, so I figured now was a good time to brew up some simple self love tea!

❤️️Rose Petals

❤️️Rosemerry

❤️️Cinnamon

❤️️Milk (optional, but self love tea just screams “creamy tea” to me)

❤️️Honey, Agave, Sugar, or other sweetener of choice

❤️️Rose Quartz

❤️️Something to infuse the tea with the water

So I don’t have any exact measurements for you. I really just did what felt right. I added the roses, rosemerry, and cinnamon to my tea infused and put it in some hot water. I don’t have a particular steeping time. I just did it until I was happy with the color. While the tea was steeping I put a Rose Quartz next to it to charge the tea with all those loving properties.



Once it was done steeping, I added my milk and sweetener of choice. I stirred it clockwise and infused my tea with my intentions of self love, care, and confidence


Its sweet and delicious! While drinking it I meditated and focused on what it means to love yourself and why I should appreciate me and all the wonderful things I do.

Happy tea time!

anonymous asked:

Mandy I'll gladly come talk to you. Twitter is a disaster zone right now so let's talk about the positive (they were literally like no negatives but people love the drama.) So they are so sweet, like dan's voice saying phil is his best friend and phil's pout at "why aren't we talking." Like we get it!!! And idk why but phil seemed to be so open? Idk why I felt that but yes please bitch talk to me about marketing decisions and women hitting on you and feeling weirded out by it. That ls was good!!

Everyone is a disaster zone after everything, people get far more a charge out of fearmongering and being cynical assholes than just enjoying stuff. Tune it out, tune it all out.

Phil’s ‘why aren’t we talking’ oh my god! He was such a confused little puppy!!

Also when Dan said 'I can’t believe I just said that’ and put his face in his hands and Phil said “What did you say??” and sounded so genuinely confused and alb worried - Dan was just being melodramatic over having called his channel danisnotonfire but Phil’s reaction! was so cute!

Also Phil talking about Queer Eye and bringing it up out of nowhere and volunteering how it makes him cry and how he has to try and decide if he’s emotionally prepared for a happy cry before he watches it!

It was just such a good liveshow.

[Team RWBY sit around a table at a cafe, waiting for their order]

Ruby - OK team, it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other

WBY - [nod in agreement]

Ruby - But I think we know, what our first order of buisness is

WBY - ???

Ruby - re-VENGE ! [lifts arms in the air victoriously]

[WBY’s confusion meltsd away]

Weiss- [matter of fact] Kill list

Blake - [solemn] Kill list

Yang- [excited] Kill list ?!

RWBY - ………

Blake- Well whose fi……

Ruby -  [blurts out] MERCURY

[Everyone turns to face Ruby]

Ruby - It’s just a suggestion….. [blushes]

Yang- I love your enthusiasm sis…..but why him inparticular

Ruby - He got in my way when I was trying to save Penny

Blake- Yeah but….shouldn’t you place that blame on …..

Ruby - [adamant] I BLAME HIM

Weiss- [sips tea] That’s fair

Ruby - Or Jaune

Blake and Yang - [shock] WHY HIM

Weiss- [takes another sip] Why NOT ?

Ruby - He butted in on MY adventure, and then tried to make everything about HIM

Weiss - Get it girl

Ruby - We’re the protagonists ! The show is named after us ! We take precedence !

Yang- Look, we can’t just ki…..

[Weiss puts down her tea, leans over and writes “Barf boy” as the second entry on the list]

Yang- Weiss….

Weiss- It’s done

Yang- [sighs] OK, but we all agree on Cinder being on the list, right ? Like….she fucked us ALL over respectively

[Everyone nods]

Ruby - Now that the weird old lady is done……anyone else want one ?

Blake- [raises hand]

Ruby - Yes Blake ?

Blake- Well……you two might not know him [looks to Yang]

Yang- I didn’t say anything

Blake- You didn’t ?

Yang- Too depressed =0

Blake- ….Adam Taurus

Ruby - Why ? =0

[Weiss pokes Ruby on the shoulder]

{Ruby looks at Weiss]

[Weiss points at Yang’s arm]

Ruby - [scandalized gasp]

Ruby - [angry writing] A-DUMB Tauuuuuuuurus

[Puts pencil down in a huff, her mood soured]

Yang- You ok

Ruby - He gonna get it

Yang- I know

Ruby - I thought it was a grimm Yang !

Yang- You thought a grimm did this ? [lifts prosthetic in the air, waving at Ruby]

Ruby - You always run into stuff ! It seemed reasonable ! D=

Blake- Not to sound ungrateful, but that is what happened pretty much

Yang- Don’t tell her that

Blake- You charged in to try and save me [turns to Yang] You were so brave [places hand on Yang’s cheek]

Yang - [places hands over Blake’s hand] Blake

Ruby - =)

Weiss- [glares]

Ruby -……..Weiss hasn’t contributed

[RBY all turn to face Weiss]

Weiss- ……What about barf boy ?

Yang- Support doesn’t count. You need one that’s for YOU

Weiss-  I solve my problems WITHOUT vi…..

Blake - Weiss, while that certainly is admirable [points at Yang] You have a friend who gets stronger the more she’s injured [points at self] A ninja, [points at Ruby] And a speedster girlfriend who has a sniper rifle.

Weiss- What makes you think SHE’S

Blake- Use what you’ve been given Weiss

Weiss- I could do MUCH bett….

[A waitress pops by and lays the groups food down on the table]

Ruby - [digging into a stack of french toast] Her father

Weiss- [turns to Ruby] RUBY !

Ruby - And her brother……

[Weiss leans over to try and cover Ruby’s mouth]

Ruby - [leans away] They’re abusive ! [Weiss topples over into Ruby, knocking her to the ground with her] They gotta go !

Blake- [breaks out scroll]

Weiss- Blake !

Blake- Take out Jacques and Whitley Schnee

Voice -Roger……

Blake - Thanks Ilia

[Blake hangs up]

Blake- It’s done

Weiss- [outrage] BLAKE !

Blake- What ?

Weiss- What’s going to happen to my company ?

Blake- What do you mean ?

Weiss- He made Whitley the heir !

Blake- I’m guessing that without his influence weighing them down, the board of directors will seek to bring in a Schnee to head the company. [leans forward onto table, clasping her hands together] Since Winter’s in the military, and your mother’s a drunk, they’ll probably choose you . You’re obviously the most qualified candidate

Weiss- …….

Blake- ?

Weiss- [walks over to Blake and quickly kisses her on the cheek before running back to her seat and covering her face

Ruby - Awww ! That’s nice =)

Yang- Seriously ? [slams fist down on table] I have a crush on Blake [motions to Weiss] Ice Queen has a crush on Blake ? Are there any other crushes on Blake that I should know about ?!

Ruby -[double finger guns towards Blake] Me-OW

Yang-  [stands up] I’m out of here [walks away]

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